Incredible as it may seem to modern readers and thinkers-to say nothing of recent medical authorities-the classic landmark of Victorian studies on human sexuality described incestuous activities as a result of alcholism, epilepsy and paranoia!
We refer, of course, to Dr. Richard Von Krafft-Ebing's celebrated opus, Psychopathia Sexualis, published in Stuttgart, Germany in 1886.
In this remarkable book, Dr. Krafft-Ebing wrote movingly about "the preservation' of the moral purity of family life," and seemed almost puritanically insistent on condemning all sexual adventures within the family unit as "a decidedly pathological phenomenon."
One wonders how the good doctor might have viewed a recent biographer's theory that Adolf Hitler's political activity sprang from a direct sexual frustration concerning his own mother's mammary glands! Compare the image of a mother and son (or daughter) in loving, copulatory acts to the perverted substitution of such acts: the immolation of six million Jews!
Most assuredly, the question of sexuality within the confines of the family is up. for grabs (no joke intended); but can any competent reader, or modern psychoanalyst, dismiss the insistent theme struck by such writers of contemporary erotic fiction as Aubrey Westen in his most recent novel, SHE HAD TO HAVE BOYS.
It is this courageous author's strident, bold philosophy that the place for sex can be quite naturally and effectually in the home, rather than the street or bordello. If the novel shocks the lower middle class reader with its almost monotonous repetition of one torrid sex scene after another-scenes which include everything from anal and oral sex to the female fetish-worship of abnormally large male adolescent genetalia-it is simply because Westen intends to christen his readers with what he believes is the wave of the social future.
If we live in a time of sexual liberation on all fronts, author Westen obviously believes that the sooner the naive members of our society accept the verities of human sexuality, the sooner we will relegate to the shelves of superstition such antiquated works as Krafft-Ebing's dusty tome.
While the editors and publishers of this admittedly ultra honest novel may not totally agree with Westen's advanced views of familial freedom, they most definitely agree on his right to find a forum for his views. And .it is to this firm principle of the right of expression that we present to you, the reader, this latest Aubrey Westen novel. Read it, and judge for yourself!
You will find the Rated X books, along with their companions, the Surrey Collectors Series and the HIS 69 gay titles at your favorite adult bookstore or newsstand each and every month. Serious collectors of strictly adult reading will want them all, side by side on their private bookshelves for definite rereading and ready reference.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
Mary Parker stood stock still in the hallway of the large mobile home.
It was early morning and she had gotten up before her husband in order to be out of the small bathroom so that she wouldn't be in the way of the men in the trailer. By "men" she meant her hubby Joe and her teenaged son, Billy-and Billy's slightly older pal from the military school, Chad Horton.
But what had made her stop dead in her tracks was the whispered conversation she heard as she paused in front of the second bedroom at the end of the mobile home--the one where Billy and Chad were sleeping.
"Man, I'd sure like to put my prick into that hairy hole," Chad's youthful voice breathed. "I'll bet I could fuck a good-looking babe like that until she was creaming my balls!"
"Hey, not so loud," Billy whispered, just barely loud enough for Mary to hear. "If my dad heard you talking like that he'd whip both of us."
Chad chuckled wickedly. "Shit, your old man is too interested in fishing to give a damn about anything else. But now that mom of yours is really something else. You ever seen your mom without any clothes on?"
"Naw, I was never that interested."
"Hell, man, you oughta take a look sometime when your mom is off guard. I used to peek through the bathroom keyhole at both my sisters and my mom, too. Christ, my mom had more hair on her cunt than a woolly bear."
Mary could almost hear the gasp of surprise and awe from her own son's fifteen-year-old throat. "Jesus, Chad, you mean you weren't turned off by looking at your own mom's pussy?"
"More like I was turned on, pal. I never did anything about it, of course. But if my mom had given me half a chance I'll bet I'd have fucked her the same as any other good piece of ass."
"Gee, you must be horny all the time!"
"Damn right," Chad bragged. "Hey, you wanta jack-off again before your folks get up?"
"Not me," Billy moaned.
"Aw, c'mon, piker. We've only got our rocks off twice since last night. Hell, I could go four more times if I had a pussy to work on."
"Well, my hand isn't a pussy. Sorry."
Outside the bedroom door, Mary's face was flushed with a hot color. She had almost put her ear up to the door in order to hear more of the naughty conversation between the two adolescent boys. At first it had shocked her-particularly to hear her own son using words like pussy and horny. But the more she listened, the more excited she found herself becoming!
She particularly felt a throb of wanton interest in hearing Chad Horton talk like a grown man about the wonders of. sex. And the part about peeking at his own mother just to see her naked body had just the right tinge of pure lustiness to turn on an otherwise bored and restless thirty-five-year-old housewife and mother like her!
She also wondered what pussy Chad had been referring to at the beginning of the overheard conversation. She wondered if the boys had smuggled in some dirty pictures to look at.
When the conversation died down she decided that she had tempted fate far enough. She certainly didn't want one of the boys to suddenly open the bedroom door and catch her eavesdropping on their erotic talk.
So she slipped back down to the end of the trailer and checked to see if her husband was still asleep.
He was-a big, snoring bear of a male lying on one side with his slightly balding head protruding from the covers like a melon.
She found herself feverishly wishing that it was Chad Horton in the bed instead of Joe. The idea just sprang into her head like a tiger, making her blush again.
You should be ashamed of yourself, Mary Parker, she thought. Chad Horton is only a sixteen-year-old cadet at your son's military school. . . only a very young, very good-looking boy!
But it was the way she had heard Chad talking that she couldn't erase from her mind. And despite her better nature, she could feel the large, starved nipples of her breasts begin to firm and point.
God, it might be fun at that to let a horny young boy do wild things to my body ... to see just how far he could go in making me feel like a real woman again!
When she had regained her composure, she went down the hall toward the bathroom again. But this time she made plenty of noise so that the boys would know she was up.
When she finished in the bathroom she came out and tapped on the door of Billy's room.
"Time to get up," she trilled, softly. "Billy, you use the bathroom first-and don't take all morning. Your father will be waking up soon."
She heard the answering voice of her son from beyond the door-and it seemed husky and ragged. It made her wonder if that devilish young Chad had succeeded in making Billy jack him off again!
She was putting on the coffee in the kitchen area of the large mobile home when the bedroom door opened and Billy scampered out to the bathroom, leaving the bedroom door slightly ajar.
It was one of those once-in-a-lifetime moments for Mary Parker, and she knew it. Of her several choices, she chose the one most-likely to get her into some kind of trouble. But it was the best trouble in the world for a lonely, under-loved and mature female.
Almost without knowing what she was doing, Mary put down the egg she was about to break and walked quietly to the edge of the open bedroom door.
She looked inside.
Chad Horton was totally unaware that he was being looked at, and it was to full advantage that Mary was able to get one blinding glimpse of the youthful, naked body of the boy. He was lying with the sheet thrown back, and his legs were sprawled slightly apart. His penis was fully stiff and standing rigidly up from the dark nap of pubic hair below his navel. like a young satyr, he had his right hand around the base of his cock and he was slowly, luxuriously jacking himself off.
Mary stood riveted to the spot, drinking in the lewd but wildly exciting scene. She was experiencing many emotions, but one of them seemed to ride herd over the rest. And that was the thumping lustiness in her veins at the sight of Chad's teenaged prick.
It seemed enormous to her-large, long, and every bit as big as her husband's!
She watched as the impish cadet slowly stroked his man-sized tool up and down. She could see the blunt, pink head of his cock being uncapped with every downward thrust of Chad's fist-and the way the strongly muscled column seemed to be lifting up the two smooth, beautifully shaped balls made something start clawing deep inside her pussy.
There was no doubt in her mind now that Chad could do plenty with that impressive teenaged prick of his!
When she first looked in at him, Chad had his eyes closed, the tip of his tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth. There was no telling what salacious images of wet cunts were parading through his mind as he pleasured himself, but after a few moments he opened his eyes-and stared straight up at the face of his best friend's mother.
His fist continued pumping one or two more strokes, and then he jerked his hand away from his throbbing rod as if it had suddenly turned red hot.
"Jesus, Mrs. Parker!" Chad gasped, trying desperately to pull the sheet over his loins. But his penis was still so stubbornly hard that the thin sheet tented up obscenely over his hips.
Mary knew that she still had an option. She .could pull the shocked and outraged mother act and let the whole incident go by. Or she could elect to pave a way for a new and forbidden pleasure for herself and the lusty young boy lying so availably before her.
For better or for worse, she chose the second course!
Swiftly and silently she slipped through the bedroom door and came around to the corner of the bed, near enough to Chad to close her fingers around that delightfully protruding object under the sheet.
Without a word she reached out and grasped the sheeted head of Chad's stiffened prick with just the tips of her fingers. She held the large, spongy glans of his cock and squeezed just lightly enough to make him open his mouth in a low groan of deep pleasure.
Chad was staring at her through slitted eyes, his lips jerking uncertainly up and down in a ragged grin.
Mary would have given anything to simply leap into bed and fuck Chad Horton until his roguish young balls were exploding with passion deep inside her cunt. But she knew that was not only impossible, but madness!
But she had gone this far, and she didn't intend to retreat an inch-or should she have said six inches!
With her fingers still cupped around the blunted, bursting head of the boy's prick, she lowered her face to him and whispered the words that any teenaged stud would love to hear.
"Don't go fishing this morning with Billy and his father," she breathed, her words sounding like struck flint to both their ears. "Tell them you want to go back to school-and I'll offer to take you in the station wagon. Just don't leave!"
Chad gulped, and nodded-and she could feel a wild throb of expectant lust go through the flared head of his young prick and vibrate against her fingertips.
"And don't ever tell Billy or my husband or anybody about this," she hissed, softly. "If you promise me that, I'll promise you the best fuck of your horny young life!"
The words seem to hover in the air and lick hotly at the imagination of the naked cadet. His handsome face lit up in a mask of carnal desire.
With her modesty completely stripped away, Mary couldn't resist in sharpening the already fiery lust of the boy whose prick she was brazenly teasing.
"Would you like to fuck me, Chad?" she whispered. "Would you like for me to take off all my clothes and lie down on the bed so that you could put your healthy young cock deep into my hairy pussy?"
"Oh, God yes! I'd love to do that, ma'am!"
"Good," she crooned. Then, as a parting shot, she closed her fingers all the way around the sheathed hardness of his vertical cock and inched her hand down until she had felt of his entire length.
Just feeling of the immoral stiffness of Chad's manly prick made the lips of her cunt part inside her panties. She felt the trickling hotness of her fluids begin to flow, and the thought of how this boy's pumping peter would bring a long needed joy to her thighs made her tremble like a leaf.
But there was no more time to tease him now.
Reluctantly, she drew her fingers back from the huge stob of meat that was lifting the sheet up like a totem pole, and as she left the bedroom she looked back at the flushed and smiling face of her prospective stud and gave him a quick, promising wink.
Less than an hour later, everybody had used the bathroom and eaten breakfast. Chad had very considerately avoided looking directly at her over the small table in the breakfast nook, but she knew what he was thinking. His mind was on her pussy!
The moment of truth came when Chad said he guessed he wouldn't go fishing, after all.
"Hey," Joe Parker boomed, wiping his mouth free of egg and toast and glancing at Chad as if he had just lost his mind, "I never heard of a red-blooded boy who didn't like to fish. What's wrong, Chad?"
"Nothing, Mr. Parker-except that I just remembered what Buzz Smith, our platoon sergeant, said yesterday about my needing to clean my footlocker. He said he'd check it today, and if I don't pass inspection I don't get the weekend off."
"Crazy damn military school discipline," Joe grunted. "Sometimes I think we made a mistake putting Bill here into a uniform."
Mary broke in with a smile. "You know you don't mean that, honey. If Billy weren't in school up here, we wouldn't drag a mobile home all the way across the state so that you could fish your head off."
Joe grinned back. "Guess you're right. Coming up to this area two weeks out of the year is a pretty good vacation, all right."
"And you use me as an excuse for it," Billy said, flatly.
"Don't sass your old man," Joe grinned. "You know you love to go fishing as much as I do."
"Yeah, guess so. But I want Chad to come along."
Chad shook his head. "No can do. You know how Buzz rides me. I'll just walk on back to the school."
"We can drop you off," Joe offered half-heartedly.
"You'll do nothing of the kind," Mary insisted. "The school is in the opposite direction from where you're going. I have to run into the village to do some grocery shopping, and I can take Chad where he needs to go."
"That's real nice of you, Mrs. Parker," Chad said, making his voice as casual as possible, "but you don't need to go to any trouble on my-"
"Nonsense," Mary cut in, "it's no trouble at all."
The scheme worked even more smoothly than either Mary or Chad had expected. Joe and Billy put up very little argument about being delayed from fishing, and in less than another half-hour the fishermen had the jeep loaded and had bounced off down the road to their own kind of fun.
But it wasn't exactly the kind of fun Mary and Chad had in mind for themselves ... .
The second the jeep was out of sight, Mary locked the door of the mobile home and turned to her willing young lover.
"Take off your clothes again, Chad," she purred. "I don't want to waste any more time than we have to."
The words were like an aphrodisiac to Chad's lusty blood!
He stripped quickly down to his shorts and waited until his best pal's mother had taken off her dress. Mary hadn't bothered to put on a bra, and the second her large and fully mature tits came into view, Chad whistled softly under his breath.
"like them?" Mary slurred, turning so that the teenager could get the full effect of how perfectly formed her breasts were. Ever since she was a girl, Mary and her big sister, Madge, had been turning male heads with their mammary gifts.
"Jesus, yes, I like 'em," Chad managed, his throat dry with the need to do more than look at her tasty boobs.
"Come here, Chad," she whispered.
He took the few steps necessary to reach her, and she let her hands fall down to the top of his shorts. He was wearing military school underwear-white boxer shorts with buttons down the front-and she slowly loosened each button in turn until his skimpy shorts fell down to his bare feet.
His large, coltish prick was already sticking out from between his legs like a horn!
She didn't touch his penis this time, but merely stepped a bit closer to him-close enough that the pear-shaped head of his cock almost touched her tummy.
"Now you can take off my panties," she said, huskily.
His fingers trembled as he hooked his thumbs into the elastic band and worked the thin, silken garment down over her hips. She was both amused, and excited by his lack of experience. If he had ever fucked a woman at all he didn't seem to show it-but his virginal condition honed her own more experienced passions to a fine point.
It was going to be wild, wet fun to introduce this delicious little street Arab to the fine art of satisfying cunt!
Finally, he got the panties off. All the way off. She stepped lightly out of them, her tits swaying as the nipples hardened and lengthened and made the cones of suckable meat top-heavy.
As for Chad, his eyes were darting from her breasts to her pussy-not knowing where the hell was the best place to stare!
"Follow me," she said teasingly.
She led him back to the bed where she and Joe had slept. It was still mussed, and the idea of letting this oversexed boy fuck her where not an hour before she had been lying bored with her husband made her hormones sizzle like a whore's.
She lay down in the middle of the bed and opened her legs very wide. She wanted Chad to see the pouting softness of her cuntal lips, the little scarlet slit that was already wet with desire.
He was still standing by the side of the bed, breathing hard, his cock standing out like a club, his eyes greedy and sparkling with the kind of mounting lust that only a maturing young male can manage.
She held up her arms to him.
"Fuck me, Chad," she breathed, her voice guttural and hoarse. "Do anything you want to do-only hurry, darling!"
It was the final challenge to his ego. Having a beautiful, naked woman begging him to fuck her was just something he had dreamed about, heard about, and read about. But now he was actually going to DO IT!! !
With a panting groan of need, the cute young cadet crawled quickly into position above her. She spraddled her legs ever wider apart as he dug his knees deep into the mattress and shoved his hands high up inside her thighs. She goosebumped at the touch of his eager hands, and a sudden twitching around the folds of her cunt signaled that she couldn't wait to have him inside her.
"Here," she gasped, huskily, "let me do it!"
She reached with both hands down between his legs and grasped the sturdy root of his furiously stiffened prick. She held it like a fat bar of solid iron as she pulled the bursting head between the oily lips of her twat.
His cock went into her with a soft, slurping sound and the hairs wreathing her pussy twined like hot moss around the cylinder of his meat.
He pumped his hips instinctively until most of his horny tool was buried in the steaming oven of her slit. She lay back with a deep sigh of pleasure, loving the hardness of him, the youthful strength of his adolescent prick.
She could let him fuck her forever with that boyish marvel!
He pumped more forcefully now, and presently he had his rod into her right up to the balls. In fact, she could feel the firm, warm bag containing his sperm-filled balls nestling nicely against the lifted crack of her anus.
"Now," she murmured raggedly, "fuck me slow and deep!"
If he had been the kind of practiced gigolo he was built to be, he might have indeed balled her with those slow and teasing rhythms that can drive a hot-blooded female into a rage of lust.
But he was only a boy, and his blazing nuts had to be satisfied as quickly and as ruthlessly as possible.
He became like a young goat once his cock was crammed into her throbbing cunt, and the whole bed shook with the powerful thrusting of his lusts.
He fucked her with a panting boldness that made her pussy spread with an itching warmth. But what he lacked in finesse he made up for in enthusiasm!
After only a few minutes of feeling his gorged hard-on sluice like a big sausage between the slippery, foaming lips of her cunt she rolled her head from side to side and achieved an orgasm that rolled up through her loins and made the nipples of her aroused tits tingle like pink bells.
It was obvious that Chad had never fucked a woman before-and certainly he had never experienced the joy of having a hot pussy constrict and suck at his stroking cock because he fucked well enough to make a female climax.
But when it happened he loved it!
He knew the cunt he was balling had reached the ultimate in pleasure. He could tell by the trickling juices that ran over his overheated balls, by the way Mrs. Parker moaned and clutched at the sheets.
It made his prick grow even stiffer and longer inside her!
Mary felt her spasms flow like a boiling tide from the first strong spurts of pleasure to the smallest undulations of ebbing joy ... and she was glad the itching was still strong between her legs. She even opened her legs a tiny bit wider, stretching them out until the muscles hurt in her thighs, thus allowing her bold young stud to pump harder and faster.
She knew that in seconds he would empty those sexy young balls of his into her cunt, and she felt a glowing, lewd desire to milk every drop of his virginal sperm with just the lips of her pussy.
It was a trick she was sure would make the young cadet go crazy with maddened lust.
She waited until the exact moment when his prick stiffened for the final time, and then she reached down with both hands and pushed him upward by his hips until only the bloated head of his prick was caught like a love-apple between the sodden folds of her cunt.
It worked like a charm!
With a hoarse cry of boyish pleasure, Chad unloaded both his brimming nuts, sending wildly spurting globs of sperm searing into the trench of her sex!
She knew even before he had finished climaxing that she would want to be fucked by this.little devil again-and soon!!
CHAPTER TWO
Chad Horton stayed half the morning in the mobile home.
Before the young cadet put on his clothes to be driven back to the military school in the Parker station wagon, he had fucked his best friend's mom four times, and he had learned a great deal about what it takes to please a mature-woman.
As they bumped along in the station wagon, Chad felt constrained to check out just what his progress report was.
"How was I, ma'am?" he asked, glancing over at the profile of Mary Parker, taking in the strong jut of her breasts and remembering how good they had tasted against his tongue.
She exchanged glances with him, and smiled. "You were very good, Chad. Are you sure that was the first time you ever satisfied a woman?"
The cadet blushed. "Jesus, was it that obvious?"
"Yes, but in a nice way. The only thing wrong was that it made me feel slightly like a dirty old woman."
Chad shook his head politely. "Don't say that. I loved what you let me do. I'd like to do it again, too." And even as he suggested another round of screwing, Chad could feel his young prick twitching toward still another healthy hard-on!
"It's very dangerous, Chad. We could have been caught, you know."
"It would almost be worth it. You liked it, didn't you?"
She glanced at the handsome young boy again and wished like hell that they had fucked five times! She could still feel the nice hardness of his lusty cock inside the walls of her cunt, still sense the pumping hotness of him, the endless energy of his teenaged buttocks hammering out a waltz of passion above her open thighs.
"Yes," she whispered, softly, "I liked what we did very much-and I do want to have you again."
"We could maybe get a motel room," Chad said, letting one hand fall down into his lap to cover the growing bulge at his crotch. "I'd sure like to fuck you real good in a place where nobody would disturb us."
The idea was tempting, she thought, but since the only motel in the small village near the military school wasn't exactly that private, she knew it wouldn't work. If a woman was seen going into a motel room with one of the local cadets, the news would spread like wildfire.
"No motel," she said.
Chad grinned. "Hey, I got an idea. If we let old Billy in on what we're doing, we could keep on fucking in your mobile home. We could do it while your husband is out fishing every day."
"Are you insane?" she stammered. "I can't ever let Billy know what we did this morning. He's too young-and besides, he's my son!" . ...
Chad was still grinning. "Billy's got a nice-sized cock on him. All the guys talk about it in the showers at school. They call him 'Hoss' Parker behind his back."
Despite herself, Mary felt her ears prickling up at that news! She realized suddenly that she had not seen her own son naked since he was a very little boy. Was it possible, she wondered, that her fifteen-year-old son was better hung than Chad Horton?
"You-uh-don't mean that Billy is-ah-better equipped than you are?" she questioned weakly.
"Hell, ma'am, he's got me beat by a couple of inches any way you look at it. That little bastard is a first-class stud."
The information was most enlightening!
All the conversation about sex was heating both of them up, and Mary kept glancing constantly between Chad's legs. His hand was cupped almost shyly over the huge erection in his tight, army-type trousers.
Mary smiled. "May I see what you're hiding, Chad?"
He gulped as crimson spots appeared on his cheeks, but he drew his hand away so that she could see the boldly outlined shape of his teenaged prick.
It amazed her that he could have another tremendous hard-on after having balled her like an animal all morning!
"Take it out of your pants," she said, her voice hoarse with the need to touch his penis one more time.
"Christ, you mean right here in the car?"
"Why not? Nobody is going to see us."
He didn't have to be asked twice to do something that stirred his lascivious imagination so easily.
He unzipped his pants and finally managed to pull out his bone-hard prick. It stood up out of his fly like a banana, the pink head still flushed a deeper, pinker color from all the fucking he had done.
Her right hand left the steering wheel and fluttered over between his legs. She touched her fingers lightly up and down the rigid pole of flesh, playing with his cock, teasing it, making it grow stiffer with every feathery touch.
"God, I'd give a million bucks to fuck you again right now," Chad groaned, spreading his legs as far apart as he could under the conditions, and putting his arms back up over the back rest. "I guess I'm a sex maniac, or something-but that damned dick of mine stays hard twenty-four hours a day."
"That's nice," Mary crooned, slowing the big station wagon to a crawl as she brazenly began to jack him off. She loved the way his boyish prick throbbed and responded to the squeezing pressurings of her hand. It gave her a sense of power to play with his large cock, and just remembering how nice it had felt earlier between her legs made her pussy begin to sweat with pleasure.
The more she gently jacked his penis the closer he came to a climax. She had him panting with lust in only minutes.
"I-I-I'm gonna cum," he husked. "I'm gonna shoot my load all over my goddamn uniform!"
She slowed the car down and pulled off the road. She was still pumping her hand up and down on his horny prick as she looked in the rear-view mirror and ahead. There was nobody coming-nobody except Chad!
"Tell me when you can't hold it any longer," she breathed, leaning forward and watching her own slender fingers curled around the big, lewdly erected organ of the young cadet.
Chad closed his eyes and let his lips part as one drumming thrill after another went through his balls and out to the head of his cock. He thought of hot pussies all lined up in a row for him to fuck-everything from fourteen-year-old cunts to the hairv snatches of forty-year-old whores!
"AAAAHHHHhhhhh!! ! "
She could feel the powerful surging from his testicles, and swiftly, expertly, she leaned far over his thighs and took over half of his rigid prick into her mouth. The warm, velvety touch of her lips and tongue over his hard peter triggered the final joy for him, and with a grunt of pure lust he let his balls fire off one tremendous glut of sperm after another.
The hot, bolting jets of his male nectar filled her mouth to overflowing-but she swallowed every drop of it. She loved the taste and smell of his creamy, healthy sperm. She vented her own need for pleasure by continuing for a few moments to gently suck around the head of his prick, milking the last droplets onto her tongue while one of her hands softly squeezed the root of his cock.
Very slowly, very reluctantly, his penis softened in her mouth. She gave his faltering prick one or two loving swipes with her tongue, then sat back up and started the station wagon again.
As she pulled back on the road, she glanced at Chad's face. It was flushed and happy, drained of the throbbing lust that moments before had made him wild with excitement.
"What that another new experience for you?" she asked, casually.
"The last part damn sure was," he breathed, huskily. "Jesus, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven when you went down on me like that. It was great!"
She had liked it, too. She had liked it so much that she knew it would become a regular part of their lovemaking-and she also knew they had to figure out something to do about meeting again.
"If we are to see each other again," she said, almost formally, "then you'll have to think of someplace to meet."
He had stuffed his wilted penis back into his britches and was now buttoning up again. "No problem," he said, casually. "I know a good place. It's called Cannon Point. There's an old cannon up there, and lots of nooks and crannies. Guys fuck up there all the time when their girls come to see them on Parents' Day."
"But it's safe enough now?"
"You bet. Nobody will bother us. But you'd better bring a blanket or something." He grinned. "I'd hate for you to get cockleburs in your ass."
She grinned, too. It somehow gave her pleasure to hear Chad use vulgar language in her presence. It made him sexier to her.
"Tomorrow afternoon?" she asked.
"Sure, why the hell not. We'll find us a spot and fuck like rabbits!"
She dropped him off at the gate of the military school, and noted that the youthful cadet standing guard gave her a long yearning look. There was something about the way the teenaged boy looked at her that made her pussy twitch all over again, although she wouldn't have told Chad that for the world!
She drove on into the village and did a little shopping, then she maneuvered the station wagon all the way back to the mobile home. She changed the sheets on the bed where she and Chad had grunted and fucked, humming softly and happily to herself as she worked. It was as if a new lease had been given to her bored life!
After she had tidied up the bedroom and the kitchen, she remembered something that had been stuck in the back of her mind all morning.
She invaded Billy's room again and searched until she found the magazine. It had been stuffed between the mattress and the box springs, and it was the magazine she had heard Chad and her son discussing when she had eavesdropped earlier in the day.
It wasn't hard-core pornography, but it was very close to it-one of the so-called "girlie" magazines that seemed to clutter every newsstand you pass. This one had dozens of color pictures of females in every possible variety of seductive pose. Almost all of the women were nude, showing tits and pubic hair, thighs and navels, legs and armpits. Everything!
She wondered which of the pictures Chad had been talking about when he said he could fuck until she was creaming his balls?
He wouldn't need pictures for that anymore, she thought.
Chad had himself a real live pussy to satisfy now!
And then she thought of what Chad had told her concerning Billy ... such a big prick ... so big the other boys called him Horse!
She found it difficult to believe that Billy could be so well endowed. She had certainly never noticed anything in the way of especially large bulges in his jeans. And Joe, her husband, was not all that spectacular in the penis department, God knew.
And yet ... .
Mary did have one or two very spectacular memories of her own brothers. There had been three of them-all older than her and her sister Madge-and many times she and Madge had peeked at them when their brothers didn't dream they were being observed.
And all three of her handsome, older brothers had been hung like Arabian horses!
She wondered if it could be some female gene that carried the size of the prick to the offspring? It certainly could be, of course. After all, what did medical science know about all those things. It was doubtful that anybody had gone to the trouble to make a study of cock sizes, for heaven's sake!
But Mary knew only too well how exciting it had been for her and her sister to catch glimpses of their big brothers in the nude. How wickedly interesting it was to study the big soft organs that waggled temptingly between their legs as they moved in the shower. And more than one time Madge had said out loud that she would give anything in the world just to touch a big dick like that!
As it turned out, Madge had done a helluva lot more than just wish upon a star. In fact, the summer she turned fourteen Madge got caught in a hayloft fucking her own brother like a witch waltzing on a broomstick!
Mary smiled now, remembering what a hullabaloo all that had caused. If anybody had ever been born a natural nymphomaniac, it was her big sister Madge. After getting caught pumping away on the oversized cock of her sixteen-year-old brother, Madge had changed her tactics. After that when she fucked, she never got caught!
"Maybe I should import Madge to find out whether or not Billy is ready to be a man," Mary breathed, shocked but amused by the wild daring of her idea. But she knew that all she had to do was to call Madge the next time she was in the village, and her hot-blooded older sister would come running with her mouth open.
Finally, Mary tucked the dirty magazine back under the mattress in Billy's room, and went about making supper for the two tired fishermen who would arrive soon with howling stomachs.
At exactly five o'clock the jeep roared up to the mobile home and Billy and his father climbed out. Joe was holding a string of respectable catfish, and his foolish grin told all that needed to be told.
"You can't clean those in this kitchen," Mary warned. "Take them down to the stream."
"Sorehead," Joe grinned, too happy with his day's catch to be upset by anything. "C'mon, Son, you can help."
"No, he won't," Mary said, firmly. "I don't want to wait supper on you two any longer than I have to. While you're cleaning the fish, Billy can take his shower."
The second she had said it, an additional idea popped brazenly into her mind!
"Christ," Joe snapped, "don't I have any say around here?"
Billy grinned. "Looks like you don't, Pop. See you at the supper table."
Mary watched her husband tramp off to the stream that ran by a hundred yards from where they had parked the mobile home. Then, with her heart thumping like a rabbit's, she turned to Billy.
"Hurry and take your shower, darling. I'll throw in a fresh towel for you-and be sure and put on clean shorts."
"Okay, Mom."
She watched Billy's trim little ass as he walked back to his bedroom. She couldn't help but remember how charming and sexy Chad Horton's naked buttocks had looked and felt that morning as she wormed her fingers over them during the height of one of his climaxes. Nothing in the world felt as exciting as the taut, hard cheeks of a young boy's ass!
She pretended to busy herself in the kitchen until Billy came out of the bedroom. He had nothing on but a towel, but it was wrapped so snugly around his lean waist that if he had been swinging twelve inches between his legs nobody could have detected it.
"Okay if I sorta take my time in the shower, Mom?" he asked, pausing in the door of the small bath, and looking like a half-naked Greek god. "I usually have to splash around with a dozen other guys, and I really enjoy having the whole shower to myself."
"Take all the time you want-just so you're finished by the time your father gets back."
Billy bounced into the bath and shut the door. She heard the lock click. Then she waited until the shower tap was turned on. Two things made her suspicious. First, Billy never locked the bathroom door. And second, the shower tap was turned on just enough to make a noise-and not enough to take a shower by.
Billy had obviously gone in there to jack-off!
The knowledge of what her son was up to began to buzz in Mary's brain like an erotic bumblebee She knew it was the chance of a lifetime to check out Chad Horton's information-and to do it safely!
She looked out the kitchen window until she could see Joe's distant form happily scraping away at fish scales, and then she tiptoed down to the bathroom door and knelt like a prurient nun so that she could peek through the keyhole!
The first thing she saw were Billy's nude buttocks. He was turned so that all she got was a very stimulating close-up of his ass, the twin mounds of flesh curving into the pencil line of his youthful butt.
Then he turned sideways and it was all Mary could do to keep from gasping with awe.
Billy had a hard-on, and his prick was sticking out from between his adolescent legs like a bar of iron!
Was it eight inches, she wondered. Nine?
More!?
The truth was, Billy's cock was obscenely large, as big as a grown man's despite the fact that only a fluff of pubic hair decorated the root of it. Chad had been telling the truth, after all!
Mary could feel something wild and wonderful happening to her own body. Her nipples began to bloat and tingle, to stick out until they were like thumbs pressing against her blouse. And her pussy grew so quickly hot that she could feel the thick cuntal lips parting like a hungry mouth.
Perhaps it was because Chad had fucked her several times that morning that she was so swiftly aroused again-but certainly her stimulation had something-or plenty-to do with peeking through the keyhole at her son's king-sized prick!
To her delight, Billy sat down on the toilet seat directly in front of her line of vision. She couldn't have had a better seat for his jacking-off session if she had bought a ticket!
She watched him spread his long, slightly muscular legs apart so that his large balls would hang down Over the John lid. Then, with blood pounding in her veins, she drank in the sight of him slowly fisting his beautiful big peter up and down.
She watched his cock grow stout and stiff between his legs, and so big around that his thumb barely met his fingers!
Billy was masturbating with a casual beat, obviously enjoying every thrilling second of his self-pleasure. The big muscle traversing the underside of his penis grew as hard and thick as a rope, and it seemed to go very far down between his balls-making his prick the kind of tool that could easily plunder a pussy until it purred all night!
Mary finally had to do something aboutthe crazed itch that was making her slit vibrate and throb under her panties. So, while keeping her eye glued to the keyhole, she slipped one hand-under her dress and into her panties and began to rub the moist and hairy lips of her cunt.
Billy continued jacking-off, pausing now and then so that his enormous cock could throb lustily before he put his hand around it again.
Mary worked her fingers deep into her pulsating pussy, stroking the inner lips of her cunt in the imitation of a real prick. She felt the wild impulse to fling open the bathroom door and demand that Billy fuck her. She had a mad vision of her hands circling his big, boyish cock as she forced every inch of it deep into her hairy maw of her twat. She saw herself above him on her hands and knees, her tits bouncing against his hairless chest as she pumped on his arrogant prod ... pumped and pumped and PUMPED!!
Billy was getting his rocks off. She could tell by the way his hand moved with such sudden swiftness that his fingers seemed to blur.
And then his balls exploded.
Pure white spurts of rich sperm shot high up against his chest, going even above his nipples and then dripping back down like globs of gravy. More sperm flooded over his moving fingers, and the sight of the rich nectar bubbling from the tip of his strong young cock made Mary almost faint with lust!
She drove her own fingers into her pussy past the second knuckles and wormed her thumb over the fang of her clitoris until she felt the deep spasms of a climax thrill her from head to foot!
Liquids poured over her fingers, too!
With a faint moan of completed joy, she slipped her hand back out of her panties and stood up. Her legs were like water, and the jangled ends of her nerves felt like electrical wires somebody had chopped in two with an axe!
She had barely gotten her dress straightened and made it back to the kitchen sink when the door of the mobile home flew open and her husband came stomping in with his hands full of fish.
He slapped the load of cleaned meat down on the kitchen counter and held up the fattest and longest of the lot.
"Look at that, honey," he boasted, holding the fish up by the tail so that she could see, "isn't that the biggest one you ever laid eyes on!? "
And she didn't care tell Joe that the BIGGEST one she'd ever seen was still in the bathroom wiping cum off his fifteen-year-old chest!!
CHAPTER THREE
The following day was yet another long fishing odyssey for Joe Parker and his son-much to Mary's delight.
She had an appointment with Chad Horton at Cannon's Point and she certainly didn't want to miss it. She knew that if the young cadet to whom she had lost her pussy, if not her heart, could perform half as well on this second day as he did on the first, she was in for one helluva good time!
As soon as the jeep lumbered off down the road, she showered and perfumed and powdered her body. Then she slipped into the simplest frock she owned, deliberately leaving off both her bra and panties!
Just to make her trip look vaguely respectable she took along a picnic basket and a book. If anybody saw her they would simply think she was another tourist off for an innocent outing.
But there was nothing innocent about her intentions.
Not only was her cunt itching to feel Chad's large, long teenaged prick barreling up her hole, she had every intention of sucking the lusty devil off again. And she knew that if she ever did get her lips ovaled around Chad's horny tool again, all she would have to do was close her eyes and remember Billy's big cock in order to bring her own juices boiling from between her legs!
She drove the station wagon to a remote point on the far side of the wooded area that led up the rocky peak known as Cannon Point. Then she locked the car and struck out on foot up the shaded path, swinging her book and picnic basket like Little Red Riding Hood in search of a good-looking wolf!
She not only found one wolf on top of Cannon Point, she found two!
Chad Horton and another cadet were lounging rather lazily around the cannon. In fact, the cadet she didn't know was straddling the barrel of the cannon, and sitting in such a way that the huge iron cylinder looked for a moment like a monstrous penis sticking out from between the boy's legs.
"Hi, Mrs. Parker," Chad called, grinning at her as she puffed up toward them, "what took you so long?"
She was too frustrated to answer. She was both frightened and annoyed that Chad would allow another cadet to come along. How on earth did he expect them to have any fun with a third party trailing along-unless Chad had some ridiculous notion of including the second teenager in on the party. And that she definitely would not put up with.
Despite all that, she couldn't help but notice how cute the other darling cadet was-a handsome, slightly small blonde boy with twinkling blue eyes and a ready smile.
"Mrs. Parker," Chad said, casually, "I'd like you to meet my roommate, Jim Davis. Say hello, Jim."
The blonde boy grinned winningly at her, and nodded.
She nodded back curtly, then turned to Chad. "May I see you a moment alone, Chad?" "Sure, ma'am."
She stalked off into the bushes below the big cannon, and the second she had both herself and Chad out of sight of the other cadet she grabbed Chad by the lapels and shook him like a tree full of ripe cherries.
"What do you mean, you dumb little ox, by bringing him along with you."
Chad broke loose from her grasp, straightened his lapels, and grinned that slack and sexy grin that only yesterday had made her hormones sizzle. "Shit, don't get your tits in an uproar, Mrs. Parker. Jim is okay. He just wants to get a little piece of free ass, too." Chad winked at her. "Wouldn't you like to have a couple of horny studs work on your snatch today, instead of just one?"
She saw red for a moment. "You immoral little lout," she hissed, finally, "do you think I want the whole world to know what we did yesterday? Do you think-"
"I think you love having your cunt fucked, baby," Chad cut in, his voice low and husky and almost threatening, "and we can do this one of two ways. Either you let me and Jim ride your hot cunt all we want to, or I'll blow a great big whistle on you."
She glared at him. "W-what do you mean?"
Chad grinned cynically. "I mean that I'll tell everybody with ears that old Mrs. Parker has been molesting young boys. How would your hubby like to hear that? That old bastard would swallow his goddamn fishing pole, eh?"
"That's blackmail!"
Chad shrugged. "Call it anything you like. All I know is, your other choice is a lot better-and one helluva lot more fun for all of us."
She was wavering, and he could tell it.
He leaned forward and cupped one of her braless tits in his hand, molding it with his fingers, making the nipple begin to come to life.
"C'mon, honey," he breathed, huskily, "you don't know what you're missing by not having two guys play around with you at the same time. Wouldn't you like to suck my peter nice and slow while Jim fucked your cunt dry? Or how about me eating your pussy while Jim sucks on these big tits of yours. Hell, the possiblities have no limits-and we both promise to make you cum as long and as much as you can!"
It was an offer she would be an idiot to refuse!
"Can you both keep your mouths shut?" she asked, realizing that her string of confidantes was slowly growing longer!
"Hell, yes, all we want is hot pussy. You show us a good time today, ma'am, and well go to our graves with your secret."
He still had his hands on her tits, and her nipples were sticking out like the thumbs of a clown!
"W-where can we do it?" she managed.
"You bring a blanket with you?"
She had forgotten that particular item, and told him so.
"No big deal, then," Chad shrugged. "I know a place that you could ball your grandma in, and nobody would ever find you. C'mon!"
She trailed him back up to Cannon Point, and Jim Davis was still sitting astride the cannon barrel. As she walked toward him, her aroused tits jouncing and her nipples outlined fully against the thin material of her dress, the young cadet narrowed his eyes and gave a low, appreciative whistle.
"C'mon, man," Chad said to his pal, "let's show the nice lady the old passion pit!"
What Chad lewdly referred to was nothing more than a grassy niche between some rocks and trees-but it was far enough away from the beaten path that only a modern Daniel Boone would have wandered across it. But it was obviously a place where many a cadet had gotten his rocks off, one way or another. It was littered with beer cans, used rubbers, and a couple of wine bottles.
The second Mary stepped into the erotic spot, Chad began to unbutton her dress. She stood still and let him do as he pleased, knowing that the quicker the other cadet realized what little modesty was left between her and Chad, the sooner the real fun would begin.
Chad got her dress open and reached in for her tits. He put both his hands inside finally and pulled out her big, luscious boobs nipple-first! He rode his thumbs crudely over the huge, erected knobs peaking her breasts and glanced over at his pal with a wink.
"Didn't I tell you what kind of knockers she had?" Chad drawled, almost as if he were describing a cow. "Come on over and feel 'em."
Jim Davis came without a moment's hesitation, and suddenly she could feel four hands pulling and squeezing and stroking her large tits. It made her tingle all over. The amber aureoles thickened at the base of her nipples, and the nipples themselves rode out in different directions like fat, pink erasers.
"You suck one, and I'll work on the other,"
Chad breathed, hoarsely. "Let's get her good and goddamn HOT!"
Mary pulled in her breath with delight as two youthful and boyish mouths closed over her nipples, pulling them in opposite directions as they sucked and nibbled. She could feel their tongues rolling roughly over the sensitive paps, and her pleasure doubled and tripled at an alarming rate!
As her lustiness mounted to one raw height after another, she let her hands fall down to the crotches of the two cadets who were standing directly in front of her. She felt with the blind instinct of a female in heat until she had both of their sheathed but bulging pricks between her fingers. She gave them tit for tat in teasing!
Both of the lusty young studs seemed to know what to do at the same time. Without taking their suctioning mouths from her sprouting tits, they got their flies open so that she could pull their strapping pricks out and play with them right.
Mary greedily closed her fingers around the two hard bars of flesh. Chad's cock she knew only too well, but it was the young blonde cadet's tool that now fascinated her. Although it wasn't as long as Chad's, it was the fattest thing imaginable-and the head on it felt like a small cooking apple!
The preliminary fun wasn't over yet.
While both the cadets continued to suck madly on her swollen tits and while she eagerly stroked their fully stiffened pricks, both boys slipped their hands under her dress and began to play with her pussy!
Her hairy, hot cunt responded with one delicious throb after another. There were so many fingers down there between her legs that it was like having her pussy massaged by dozens of tiny pricks!
The foreplay went as long as it could, but it was only when Mary could feel both of the sturdy pricks she was teasing begin to grow dangerously stiff-threatening to explode with pleasure-that she dropped her hands and pulled her tits away from the greedily sucking mouths.
Her eyes glittered as she demanded something more than child's play from her two admirers.
"I want fucked," she purred, her nipples wet and dripping and her dewy cunt burning to be satisfied, "and I don't care who takes me first."
Both Chad and Jim grinned, almost licking their lips in anticipation of mounting a hot, mature woman and screwing the hell out of her.
"Shag out of your uniform, buddy," Chad snapped at his friend, "we got us a hot pussy to please."
Both of the cadets tore off their clothes at the same time Mary romped out of her dress. Since she had on neither panties nor bra, she was nude in a wink-and lying on the glossy stretch of grass with her legs sprawled invitingly apart.
"Who's gonna fuck her first?" Jim asked, licking back his blonde hair with a sweep of one hand, while his other hand held his boldly erected young prick as if it were a tool for punishing pussies.
"Be my guest," Chad grinned.
Mary guessed Jim Davis to be about the same age as Chad, a wonderful sixteen-and just the right age to have hair on his cock and balls, full of the stuff that makes old maids sleepless!
In seconds the raunchy cadet was between her legs, forcing her thighs apart like lush melons so that he could aim his throbbing penis directly into the-haired slit that was pouting outward like a camel's mouth.
Chad stood to one side, hands on his hips, his cock standing straight out like a small battering ram-and he only grinned with lusty amusement as his pal rammed his prick into the hungering hole between Mary's legs.
She was so hot that his tool could have been three times as big as it was and she would have welcomed him with a deep sigh of joy. As it was, the short, fat organ Jim was equipped with slurped easily but stiffly between the oiled lips of her hungry twat. Her whole pussy came alive with the invasion of such a stone-hard young cock, and the inner lips clung to the oversized head like a soapy fist!
"Fuck 'er," Chad grunted softly from the sidelines. "Let's see you ball the holy hell out of that horny snatch!"
Jim hardly needed any encouragement. He was already pumping his coltish prick up and down in the cloying muck of her heated hole, each time driving it a bit deeper and each time pulling it out a little less!
It was the large head of Jim's vibrant cock that was giving her the most pleasure. It frictioned along the inner walls of her vagina like a big French tickler, working one thrill after another against the pliant, sodden depths of her cunt.
She loved the way he was fucking her!
She lay quite still for a few moments, her legs drifted widely apart, her hips slightly raised, her arms lying back on the grass. She wasn't moving at all, but the champion young fucker above her was grunting and humping as if the world was coming to an end in five minutes!
Jim's lean, rounded buttocks rose and fell with a stubborn rhythm, and each time his body came down low enough for his chest to touch the tips of her nipples, he bent his elbows like an athlete doing pushups on a gym mat.
Mary closed her eyes and wantonly concentrated on the mad pleasure of having her pussy whammed by a sixteen-year-old's prick-a prick so gorged and stiffened that it could have fucked through a concrete wall to satisfy itself!
Her joy began to whirlpool through her loins as the sexy young bastard brought her closer and closer to a thrilling climax. She could hear the naughty-but-nice slurping sounds as his fully distended tool rode like a fat poker in and out of her sleek, wet cuntal lips.
Suddenly, almost without warning, an orgasm bolted through her heated loins. The sharpened pleasures caught her so quickly off guard that she rolled her head from side to side and let her tongue slather out of her mouth in the convulsive throes of cumming.
"UUURRG ... AARRggggg!! ! "
Her world somersaulted into one spurting fountain of peaking joy after another. Her cunt sucked at the fat prick ruthlessly plundering it, and her juices flooded out over the young cadet's horny balls like lava!
"Shit," Chad whispered hotly above them, "look at that mother-fuckin' pussy CUM!! "
If Jim had only paused in his constant fucking between her legs, her pleasure would have been intense enough. But he didn't stop. Something about the way her spasming cunt was constricting and grabbing at his hard dick made him wild with the need to keep pleasuring her.
He fucked her even harder and faster, panting like a young bull as his nuts slapped like beanbags against her naked butt.
She moaned and twisted beneath him, bringing both her hands up to dig into the lean muscles of his arms, forcing her dauntless little fucker to keep up the good work until her pussy could foam all over again.
She slitted her eyes open just enough to see Jim's flushed and sex-crazed young face above her. His blonde hair had fallen over his eyes, and his mouth was open, his tongue hanging out almost to the root!
He pounded her surrendering pussy into another madly delicious orgasm, and just as her juices bubbled over the folds of her stretched slit Jim gave a hoarse gasp of selfish pleasure and unloaded his balls into her.
Her cunt bloated outward as the furious salvos of sperm shot high up into her womb!
Jim Davis had just cum inside of her hairy pussy like a young stallion!
He kept pumping away at her hairy hole until his prick softened slightly-and when he pulled his cock out of her, the lips of her more-than-satisfied twat rode out a few inches over the retreating column of his flesh.
He finally got his cock out of her cunt, and it seemed to resemble a smoking gun, sticky and dripping with both of their love juices.
"My turn," Chad said huskily.
Almost before she had a chance to catch her breath, Chad was on top of her. Her stretched and sperm-hot pussy took the second, bigger prick with a greedy gulp-and Chad had to give only a couple of crude thrusts to send his cock up her slit to the balls.
Being larger and stronger than his blonde friend, Chad put more energy into his adolescent brand of fucking-a talent he had improved considerably after yesterday's round-robin of sex.
If Mary had thought two orgasms would diminish her need to be fucked, she was very wrong. Jim Davis had only whetted her appetite to enjoy screwing, and as Chad pumped his solidly erected penis high up into the matrix of her womb, she became aware that her clitoris was hardening into a wet muscle of lust!
"You like that, baby?" Chad grunted, hoarsely, grinning above her as his powerful young hips and buttocks rose and fell like a piston. "You like getting fucked by two guys like this?"
It was an academic question, but Chad seemed determined to make her talk dirty to him-a little quirk that is usually reserved for dirty old men, and not horny young boys.
"Say it," Chad demanded, fucking her with a staccato humping that drove his balls hard against her cuntal lips with every thrust. "Say what you like for us to do!"
Her mouth parted in a salacious moan, and her tongue felt thick in her throat.
"SAY IT, WHORE!! "
"F-f-f-fuck me," she gasped raggedly. "Fuck me to death, you cute little sonofabitch!! "
The words worked like carnal magic on the imagination of the oversexed cadet servicing her twat. She felt his cock stiffen and throb inside of her. Then she choked with added joy as his hot mouth found her tits. He continued savagely fucking her as he sucked one tit after the other, pulling as much of the coned hotness into his mouth as he could-biting, nibbling, roiling her nipples with his teeth and tongue!
The excess of pleasure for both of them stormed their bodies like a gasoline explosion, and at the same time Mary reached her climax the brimming nuts of her teenaged fucker rocketed forth enough jism to populate Peking!
Chad's overexcited cock throbbed from one side to the other in her spewing pussy, flooding the deepest pockets of her womb with scalding torrents of hot cream.
She reveled in the wormy heat of the large prick getting off its rocks in tune with the twitching spasms of her cunt-and even when it seemed that Chad could shoot no more, she used the muscles of her vagina to hold his swollen penis tight, thus making him groan and fire off one last bolting load of cum.
Then he crawled off of her, extracting his sated prick with an obscene slurp from the bruised lips of her sex.
"What now?" Jim Davis asked, stroking his newly aroused prick that had grown up stiff again while watching his pal ball the butt off Mary.
"Well get her to blow us," Chad grinned.
"Both of us?" Jim questioned, cheerfully. "You mean, together?"
"Hell, yes, Haven't you heard that two dicks are better than one-that goes for getting sucked off, too."
The arrangement turned out to be not only simple but maddeningly exciting for Mary. Both of the boys stationed themselves on their knees on either side of her head, thus presenting to her lascivious mouth an eager prick from either direction!
Chad's horsy young cock was still wet from her pussy, but despite the powerful discharges her cunt had extracted from him his penis hadn't gone soft. It was probably just the thought of getting it sucked on that had kept it hard.
As for Jim's organ, it was like a horizontal bar of stone.
She took her sweet time about fulfilling their collective wishes for hot blow-jobs. All she did for the first few moments of the routine was to tease and handle their balls. She played with the firm, lightly-haired nuts of each of them with just the tips of her fingers.
Then she crooked her head first under Chad's balls and lovingly licked them all over, and then did the same for Jim.
Both boys panted with pleasure at having a wet, female tongue caress their love bags.
Then the real treat came.
Circling her hands around the middle of each of the two strongly stiffened pricks, she pulled just the flared heads against the corners of her mouth. Such a position enabled her to lick both of the cocks at the same time, and she moved her roving tongue from one side of her mouth to the other.
The funky taste and odor of the two aroused pricks filled her with the kind of brainless lust that cheap whores experience. She rolled her head greedily from one side to the other, slathering her tongue wetly and salaciously over the glans of first one prick then the other.
It was both a slow and stimulating way to suck a cock, and the longer she took, the hotter the two young studs became.
Before it was over, she seemed to be holding two hard horns of meat in her hands-lapping lustily on the blunted coral head of one for a while, then turning her head to do the same to the other.
She wanted them to cum together, and she timed her tonguing to accomplish just such a brazen end.
After an endless interval of having their pricks licked, both the cadets began to groan, their cocks hardened to a final stiffness, and with twin muffled cursed they let their balls shoot like small cannons into her face.
Thick white spurts of cream splashed over her lips and nose and chin. One glob of Chad's sperm even bolted against her eyelids.
She licked the delicious protein up with wide sweeps of her tongue, then cleaned both of their darling rods with deep sucking movements of her mouth.
"Man," Jim groaned, as her tongue wormed one final time around his teenaged peter, "nobody ever told me military school could be this much fun!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Billy's two-day vacation was over the following morning. That meant that he had to go back to the military school and give up the nice bed and the nicer privacy of the mobile home for another week.
"Sure hate to see you go back," his father said, poking through his tackle box in preparation for a fresh day of fishing.
"It's okay if I come over for lunch someday this week, isn't it?" Billy asked.
His father barely glanced up. "Fine with me. You can keep your mom company. I pack a lunch, you know."
Mary was puttering at the sink as she listened to the conversation, and something clicked in her brain at what Billy had said. She turned to him and smiled. "Why don't you let me come after you at noon today, honey. I was planning to fix your favorite Mexican dish anyway."
Billy's eyes brightened. "Great, Mom. But you don't have to come get me. I can hitch a ride."
"That settles that," Joe grunted, looking around for his favorite fishing hat-the one with fishhooks and lures hanging at the brim. "Get in gear, Boy. I'll take you back to the school then head for the fish."
After then had gone, Mary could feel her heated blood mounting to a slow boil. She knew what her motives were for asking Billy to come back to the mobile home for lunch, and it both frightened and excited her.
She wanted to seduce her own son!
"Damn Billy for being so tempting," she breathed aloud, trying to fight down the blazing little itch that was already circling the rim of her cunt. "If Chad hadn't told me what a well-hung little horse he was, I'd never have looked through that bathroom keyhole."
But she had looked, she had seen, and Billy's big dick had conquered her!
She knew she would never be satisfied until she tasted what some people called "incestuous" relations with her own son. And it surprised her how little shock value there was in the thought. Why not prove to Billy that she loved him in every way there is to love? And that certainly included and demanded nothing less than a good fuck!
It was while she was in the middle of making up the hot Mexican food that Billy loved so much that she thought of a brazen ploy to get the ball rolling, so to speak.
She dug out the dirty magazine from under Billy's mattress and put it in the kitchen cabinet-to have it handy when the proper time came.
Then, when she had the food ready, she went into her own bedroom and took off all her clothes. She found the red and green kimono that Joe had given her once as a gag-gift, and she put the slinky garment on. The silky softness of the material felt erotically pleasing against her nipples, and almost against her will the coned ends of her tits firmed and pointed.
At exactly high noon Mary heard a car door slam on the highway and looked out the window. Sure enough, Billy was walking away from an old truck that already had begun lumbering away down the road.
It thrilled her to see how tall and handsome her son looked in his uniform-and the knowledge of what he had swinging between his legs made her pussy pound with delight!
He came into the mobile home and gave her the usual greeting.
"Ready to eat something, darling?" she crooned, blushing a bit over the double meaning of the question.
"Sure, Mom. You gonna give me my favorite stuff today?"
Her grin widened at the joke he didn't realize he'd made. "All you want of it," she said. "You can have seconds and thirds, if you think you can handle it."
"I can handle it."
She could feel her randy, hairy, thirty-five-year-old cunt twitching like a hole stuffed with Jello!
She fed Billy, and sat across from him as he wolfed down every bite.
"Some dessert?" she asked, finally.
"Sure, what have you got?"
That was a leading question if she'd ever heard one!
She got up from the table and got the dirty magazine out of the cabinet. When she handed it to him she expected some kind of shocked embarrassment from him, some stammering explanation and apology.
To her surprise, Billy merely grinned!
He took the magazine and flipped through a few pages, found one particularly lewdly posed photo and turned it around for his mom to see. It was a picture of a rather bosomy blonde with her legs spread wide apart so that the coral slit between her legs glistened a little.
"That's the one old Chad would like to fuck," Billy said softly.
Mary couldn't have been more amazed if her son had suddenly grown purple horns!
"W-w-what did you say?" she bubbled.
Billy grinned, his youthful lips turning up in a slack, sexy way that would have turned on a saint! "I said, Chad would love to fuck a slut like that.
He'd like to cream her pussy all night."
Mary's cheeks were burning crimson-but she loved the way Billy was talking!
"And-uh-what about you?" she managed huskily.
"Me? I'd rather fuck you, Mom. Any fool knows you can't stick your dick into a picture in a magazine."
Her head roared with confusion-and pleasure!
"What's wrong, Mom?" Billy asked casually. "You did plan this lunch thing today so you could get me in bed, didn't you? I mean, the kimono bit, this dirty magazine, all those lovey-dovey looks you've been giving me lately ... . "
She knew better than that!
"You've been talking to Chad Horton," she snapped.
"That motor-mouthed little creep!"
"Hey, don't get down on old Chad. Hell, if he had kept his mouth shut I never would have known you liked to play around. I thought just other guys' mothers did that."
"Y-you mean-"
"Sure. I've been in on a couple of gang-bangs that would curl your hair, Mom. One guy's mom came here last year from back east. Drunk old nympho type who couldn't get enough of boys, her son included. He fixed up about a dozen of us with her, and we fucked the holy be-jesus out of her one night. I'll bet that wicked old bitch went back home smelling like a big old jock strap."
Mary's mouth had fallen open and her ears were sizzling!
"And I thought J was the experienced one!" she moaned.
"Yeah, well most parents think their kids don't know a cock from a stork ... hey, you about ready to sass out of that Japanese diaper and let me show you a good time?"
She suddenly felt like a schoolgirl with her thumb up her ass!
"You'll be-uh-gentle with that big thing, honey," she gulped.
She found the strength to manage one large white lie before they dragged each other into the bedroom. "You'll have to get me prepared for such a big one, sweetie. You know what I mean?"
"Sure. You want me to heat up your pussy with my finger. Don't worry, Mom, before I'm ready to put my peter into you, I'll have your slit barking like a bloodhound!"
Beneath her kimono her cunt was already slick as an oyster and hot enough to take a bedpost-but he didn't have to know that!
They went to the bedroom almost like a whore and a sailor. The second they were there she slipped out of her robe and lay back sideways on the bed, letting her buttocks rest just on the edge of the mattress and her feet on the floor. When she heard Billy taking off his clothes, she leaned up on her elbows and glanced between the twin balloons of her tits, maneuvering her vision around first one of her large and pointing nipples and then the other.
She watched him strip completely nude-and the sight of that big pussy-pleaser between his teenaged legs made her want to throw back her head and howl like a she-wolf in heat!
He didn't have a hard-on yet, but when he took the few steps necessary to reach the bed his long dong wagged from side to side like a tropical banana.
And how she loved to eat bananas!
He knelt between her legs and put both his hands high up on the insides of her thighs. With a deep sign of expectant pleasure, she lay back down and stared up at the ceiling as he began to blow softly on the coiled hairs covering her pussy.
He had his pursed lips only an inch away from the pouting mounds of her cunt, blowing softly up and down, then sideways.
The teasing hotness of his breath made her clitoris begin to firm and rise, pushing up like a baby's thumb through the upper fold of her cunt.
Then he stopped blowing on her pussy and went on to something calculated to stimulate her even more. With just his fingertips he spread the mouth of her cunt wide open-pulling just slowly enough to make the inner and outer lips of her pussy tingle and itch.
Then, with the expertise of a whoremonger twice his age, he put just the tip of his tongue into the molten center of her twat and licked there for a few seconds!
Her cunt burned and throbbed!
He dug his tongue a bit deeper into the salty hotness of her, lapping a bit harder, using his tongue like a small spade to dig up the hidden lusts of her smoking snatch.
Her clit was sticking up now like a big pimento!
He rolled out his tongue all the way and began to systematically lick her pussy from one end to the other. He was suddenly into her twat with his whole face, his nose and chin wreathed with the silken curls of her stretching cunt. He gobbled and slurped at the budding juiciness, and the more he ate her the hotter she got!
"UUUUMMMMmmmm," she purred, bringing her hands up to toy with the blunted tips of her nipples, "so sooooo NICE!"
He seemed to know just how nice it was, just how much his boyish, strong tongue was pleasing her lascivious cunt. He stabbed his mouth over and over against the whole muffin of her pussy, sniffing and lapping until her loins were like one big hornet's nest of passion.
She wanted to cum with Billy's tongue up her slit, and to make sure he didn't stop before she was ready, she wrapped her legs wantonly around his head and forced him to keep up the good work!
Billy had more tricks in his teenaged mind, and while he continued to suck her lust-maddened cunt, he used both of his hands in a way calculated to spin her into one orgasm after another. He placed one hand on her stomach, palm flat, and he used his other hand to drive his index finger obscenely up her ass-hole!
It was the wildest feeling she had ever experienced!
She bucked and moaned, twisted and flapped-but the harder she struggled to escape the agonizing ecstasy, the deeper Billy drove his wicked finger up her butt and the more greedily he sucked her hole.
It took only a few minutes of such shameless oral sex to make her cunt surrender its juices. With a strangled groan of pure lust, she pushed her cunt hard up against Billy's mouth and fed him one hot flow of nectar after another.
She could hear him slurping up the creamy hotness of her, moving his tongue up and down and sideways to lick every drop of her satisfied pussy. And when he had finished, she lay like a big rag doll, her legs sprawled widely apart, her cunt throbbing and wet, her tits sticking up like sponge balls!
He pulled his finger crudely out of her ass and patted her tingling tummy a few times with the palm of his hand.
"Christ, what a hot snatch," he breathed, happily. "I didn't intend to eat you quite that much. Guess I got carried away."
As if she had any complaints!
She raised up on her elbows again and gave a weak glance toward him. He had risen from his kneeling position and she could see that his prick was fully stiff. It stood out from between his legs like the fat end of a baseball bat!
"Wanta get fucked now?" he asked hopefully.
All she could do was moan out a kittenish sound that even a Hottentot would have understood as YES!!
She expected him to mount her the way Chad Horton and Jim Davis had done-just one of those missionary positions that teenagers like. A simple but fun kind of fucking stance.
But she was wrong.
Instead of crawling on top of her, he got on the bed and lay down so that he faced her.
"Turn on your side, Mom," he whispered, huskily. "I wanta fuck you real slow, and suck on your tits. I think I can make you cum a couple more times, before I get my nuts off."
What a prize she had found in Billy Parker!
She did exactly as he asked, and the second she was on her side facing him, he pulled her leg up over his hip. The maneuver made her freshly spasmed cunt stretch wide open again, and he guided the head of his oversized prick gently into place.
She could feel the solid glans of his beautiful cock forcing the lips of her pussy back, and before he could get half of his large peter up her hole she was half-crazed with new joy.
"Too big for you?" he breathed, grinning, his eyes sparkling with the kind of sultry arrogance females love in a stud male.
Her lips parted in a lazy, satisfied smile. "I want all of it, darling," she lisped. "I want to feel your balls covering my cunt!"
It was the kind of challenge most boys only dream about.
He slipped one hand over the back of her rosy buttocks and pulled her closer to him. At the same time he pumped more of his boldly stiffened prick up her pussy, stretching her cunt wider than it had ever been stretched.
Her cunt constricted around the big column of meat he was feeding it, nipping at the root of it, sucking like a hairy mouth to get it all!
He pumped again. Then again. And for the final thrust he took one of her bloated nipples between his lips and sucked on it lewdly as he rammed the last inch of his cock home.
Her loins were numb with pleasure. It was as if somebody had inched an oversized bar of iron up her twat and was just holding it in place while her pussy absorbed the size of it.
He didn't begin to fuck her right off. Instead, he sucked slowly on first one tit then the other. He pulled as much of her heated cones into his mouth as he could, suctioning so hard that his cheeks indented and the outline of her nipples showed at the corner of his jaw.
She loved everything he was doing to her!
He seemed to like having his ass toyed with because his prick grew a bit harder in the lecherous cavern of her cunt, and he began to very slowly fuck her.
Her pleasure grew stronger with each lusty movement of his big cock. It seemed to move in and out of the oily folds of her pussy like a greased sausage, pulling her outer lips out with it and then forcing them to be tucked backwards as he drove his tool forward.
She could even feel the large head of his penis touching against her womb!
Gritting her teeth with whorish joy, she brought her hands up to his head and held him like a basketball while he wetly sucked her swollen tits. Then, tiring of that, she slipped both her hands down and cupped his warm, firm balls. She squeezed and teased his nuts until they were large as pears!
He pulled his grinning mouth off of one of her ruby nipples, leaving a trail of warm saliva dribbling from the tip end. "You're gonna make me cum if you keep that up," he breathed, softly, "so why don't you figure out something else to do."
The idea of his love-swollen prick shooting her full of sperm didn't exactly turn her off-but to satisfy him, she left off toying with his balls and instead began to play with his nipples!
The flat coins of his brown nipples readily responded to the touch of her fingertips. They firmed and hardened, and the tiny centers turned stiff as nail heads.
He was fucking her faster now, and with every ball-deep thrust of his horny cock, her pussy prickled with sharpening joy.
She was going to cum again!
He sensed the tightening of her cuntal lips, and to increase her brimming sap he powered his huge prick even deeper up her twat. In fact, he began to screw her with an energy that triggered every wanton hormone in her loins.
"God!" she hissed raggedly. "Oh, God-fuck me! Fuck me good, baby! FUCK MEEEEEeeeee!! ! "
She arched her back and began to pump her hips in rhythm with him, forcing her pussy to make slurping noises that signaled the beginning of the end.
He pumped at her lusty hole so hard that the sphincter muscle in his buttocks opened and closed like a winking eye.
With a carnal groan of pleasure she threw back her head, stuck out her tongue, and spasmed like a whore!
He kept fucking her even when her juices ran like hot butter down over his balls!
Then, when the last of her vibrating joys faded, he slowed down to another lazy kind of fucking, milking her randy cunt like a big, inverted tit.
She was too weak now to keep lying on her side, and with a long, drawn-out sigh she rolled back over on her back-bringing him with her into the normal position for screwing.
He kept fucking her that way, his knees deep into the mattress on either side of her hips, his butt raised high in the air, his body supported by his straightened arms.
The bed creaked with a mad, joggly rhythm.
After five more minutes of constant balling, she spasmed all over again, her cunt sucking at the big pole of meat riding like a sledgehammer in and out of it.
The crazed hotness of her third orgasm made Billy's cock turn to stone, and with only a half-dozen more thrusts he began to pant with his own climactic joy.
"Here it comes!" he growled.
She waited until she could feel the big erectile muscle traversing his prick harden like a rope, and then she pulled his mouth down to hers and drove her tongue deep into his throat.
The French kiss triggered his balls into exploding, and with one spewing spurt after another he shot an unbelievable amount of hot sperm into her womb.
Her pussy sucked greedily to get all of his juice, and was still pulsing and quivering when he finally groaned and lay still.
She continued kissing him, exploring his mouth with her tongue, pressing her lips hard against his charming young mouth-tasting him with a hunger of a child devouring a lollipop.
Finally, he pulled his face away from hers. His eyes were slitted and drowsy, his large, long prick slowly softening in the damp nest of her cunt.
"Fuck me again," she whimpered, reaching up to toy with his ears.
He grinned slackly and winked at her.
"There's only one other pussy that's as hot as yours," he breathed.
She blinked her eyes. "You mean that woman from the East? The drunken nympho?"
He smiled even more. "Naw, not that gum-chewing old slut. I'm talking about somebody else."
Despite herself, she felt a small nudge of jealousy.
"Who?" she demanded. "Promise you won't get mad?" "I promise. Who?"
"Aunt Madge," he said softly. "Remember when she visited us last summer? I fucked her more times than I can count."
"My own big sister!? " she gulped helplessly.
"Yeah," Billy grinned, "ain't it awful, Mom?"
CHAPTER FIVE
"You can't beat a small rod," Joe Parker was saying, flexing the bamboo fishing pole a moment before he cast it into the water. "If you really wanta get what you're after, you gotta do it with a small rod."
Chad Horton and Billy Parker both glanced at each other with small, secret grins-and then both of them checked over to see if Mary had enjoyed the dumb remark.
Indeed Mary had!
It was a Saturday, and all four of them had come on the fishing outing. Mary had packed a big basket of goodies, and she sat in the shade now with her dark glasses on and a magazine opened on her lap.
Mary had only pretended to read the magazine all morning. Actually, from behind her smoky glasses, she had been enjoying the sight of Chad and Billy who were both fishing beside her husband with their shirts off-and nothing else on but very tight cut-offs.
It was also obvious that neither of the boys had bothered to wear shorts that morning-which made her wonder hopefully if it was for her benefit! Each time one of them turned around or stood in profile against the lake, she could see the promising bulges of their healthy pricks!
But other than having the nice feeling in the pit of her stomach each time she got a glimpse of one or the other boyish crotch, Mary was bored to death.
Fishing had always seemed to her the occupation of idiots, and the only reason she had come was because Joe had insisted. That plus the fact that Chad and Billy had come along.
It had been a whole week now since she and Billy had first tumbled into bed, but it certainly hadn't been that long since she enjoyed the talents of her handsome young son. In fact, only the night before, while Joe was changing a flat on the jeep, she had given Billy a quick, wild blow job!
It had been a dangerous but fun little game, with Billy standing at the cracked door of the mobile home making sure that his father didn't come tramping in for a screwdriver or something-while she knelt in front of him and sucked off the big, roguish prick sticking out of his fly like a loaf of French bread!
Mary could still feel the savory taste of Billy's cock, and it made her pussy water to remember how, at the moment of his gushing climax, she had inched her fingertips up and down the column of his meat and coaxed him to fill her throat with sperm.
It was the first time she had sucked his prick, and from the flushed and grinning way he had poured his spunk into her eager mouth she guessed it wouldn't be the last time!
It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon when Billy yelled over to his dad and asked him if it was okay for him and Chad to take the rowboat out to the little island beyond them.
Joe grunted his approval, too busy untangling his line from a clump of moss to be really interested.
"Hey, Mom," Billy called, turning to his mother so that the sunlight struck full on his naked chest, accenting the beautifully developing pectorals and rippling abdominals, "wanta row out to the island with me and Chad?"
Did she!?
As they climbed into the small rowboat, Joe called out to them in an innocent, good-natured way, "Hey, you two boys be careful with her-take your time getting out there and coming back!"
"We sure will, Pop!" Billy sang back, grinning. Then he added under his breath, "If you only knew what we've got in mind for Mom, you'd flip your lid!"
When they were safely out of Joe's hearing, Billy leaned forward and whispered hotly against the nape of his mom's neck. "Wanta get laid in broad open daylight?"
Mary cleared her throat a little guiltily because it was exactly what she was hoping Billy would say!
"Is it safe on the island?" she asked, routinely.
"Safe as doing it in a bank vault," Billy chuckled. "Once we get on the far side of the island you'd have to get in a helicopter to spot us!"
They landed the boat on one side of the small island, then trooped to the opposite side. Both Chad and Billy carried their fishing poles, just to make it look legitimate.
The second they were into the bushy area of the island, both Billy and Chad threw down their poles and climbed out of their skimpy cut-offs.
"How about sucking on us some, Mom?" Billy suggested, stroking his large tool slowly back and forth with one hand. "That really felt good last night-only I was so damned scared that Pop would interrupt us. I'd like a good, slow suck off this afternoon."
"That goes for me, too," Chad growled, not at all shy that his own strapping cock was rising to the occasion! "You can do us the same way you did me and Jim that day at Cannon Point-plenty of ball-teasing and lots of hot licking!"
Mary grinned. "I've got a better idea," she purred. "Why don't we spice things up by letting me-uh-take one of you orally while F-uh-"
"Fuck the other one?" Billy smiled.
Mary blushed. "Yes, something like that."
"Hell, I'll try anything once," Chad grunted, rubbing his fingertip idly along the tip of his violently erect organ.
"Who gets fucked, and who gets sucked?" Billy demanded with business-like efficiency.
It was a little like choosing between golden apples for her!
"Maybe I can solve that big problem," Chad offered, casually. "I love to have my cock worked on by a hot mouth."
"Settled," Billy breathed, huskily.
They got into their positions as if they had rehearsed a week for it. Billy lay down on the grassy slope well away from any possible prying eyes, and motioned for Mary to mount him like a man. To encourage the idea, he held his enormous prick steady with one hand so it towered up from between his legs-as if begging for a hot pussy!
Mary scampered out of her clothes and quickly crawled into position atop her own son. Her cunt wasn't quite wet enough to take Billy's prod without a little extra effort, but with a few gutsy grunts and a whole lot of help from Billy, she soon rode his wholesome cock out of sight up her cunt lips. He filled her to capacity, and as she sat back on his pelvis she could feel both of his large balls pressing gently against the cheeks of her buttocks.
Billy reached down and felt of the plump, pink lips of her pussy ovaled snugly around the root of his penis, then ran his finger up into the crease of her ass and tickled her lightly there.
"I gotta corn-hole that tight butt one of these days," he threatened softly.
She was more than willing to try anything, she thought, as long as it was being done with a prick the size of her own darling Billy!
As soon as she was mounted to fuck, Chad stepped up so that he stood slightly to one side of his pal, but within easy distance from Mary's mouth to get the kind of sucking his horny young prick craved.
Without a glimmer of shame or shyness, Chad poked the head of his throbbing cock up to the lips of his best friend's mom.
"Suck it," Chad breathed, his teenaged voice ragged with need. "Eat me real good and I'll blow a quart of hot cum down your throat."
His amorous pleading made Billy grin, and a lusty throb of excitement went through his cock and thus stimulated Mary's molten pussy even more.
She ovaled her mouth softly around Chad's willing prick and began to gently suck on it. She slathered her tongue wetly over the flared head, then inched her gorged mouth halfway down the column of his stiff meat. At the same time she began to slowly rotate her hips.
It was the best of two possible worlds for her!
Fucking and sucking to her horny heart's delight!
The more she mouthed Chad's virile organ, the bigger and harder it seemed to grow for her, and as his heating passion peaked he began to actually fuck her-using her open mouth like a hairless pussy!
"Play with my goddamn balls," Chad muttered, making Billy laugh softly again to himself.
Her fingers fluttered up and found the full, warm bags between Chad's legs. He spread his legs wide so that she could play with them any way she wanted to. As she continued to lewdly slurp on the stonily hard, distended prick, her hands massaged and stimulated his balls to the bursting point.
With an almost angry groan of pleasure, Chad pulled his throbbing cock away from Mary's lips. He held it just out of reach of her tongue like a tempting, ripe fruit. It glistened in the sunlight, a stoutly erected version of the perfect adolescent hard-on.
"I was about to cum," Chad explained, huskily, "but it feels too fucking good to get my rocks off yet."
Mary motioned with her eyes for Chad to give him her prize again, and reluctantly he stepped up just close enough for her to lick the underside of his snub-nosed glans. She used the flat of her tongue to pleasure him, lapping like a kitten over and over on the purplish head of his lust-maddened cock.
In the meantime, her cunt was demanding more satisfaction from Billy's adamantly aroused prick.
She was fucking him with a thrusting, steady rhythm that made even the rim of her pussy itch with a venereal pleasure.
To widen her joy, Billy brought both his hands up and began to pull at the elongated nipples of her tits. He twisted them around between his thumbs and forefingers, squeezed them, tweaked them, rubbed and patted and massaged them until they were like two giant plums.
Chad wanted to cum now. Her teasing tongue had brought him so close to a frenzied climax that his own tongue was hanging out like a lizard's. He began to fuck her mouth with savage thrusts of his hips, plowing the head of his prick so deep into her throat that she made gagging sounds.
"Eat it!" Chad hissed, wagging his head from side to side in a fit of joy. "EAT THAT SONOFABITCH OFF!! "
His pleasure at having his cock sucked matched Mary's erotic nature perfectly. She took in as much of the cadet's horny prick as she could manage-and that managed to be right to his balls!
With a howl of lust Chad discharged violently into her mouth, sending viscid torrents of hot sperm shooting like an opened faucet against her tonsils!
Mary gluttonously sucked down every tasty drop of Chad's boiling spunk and continued lapping the whole length of his penis to milk out more.
Getting Chad's hot rocks off touched some wellspring of passion down in her cunt, and at almost the same time she was swallowing the flood of boyish juices springing from the balls against her lips she was letting her own liquids ooze wantonly down over Billy's nuts.
Billy grinned widely as he felt the spasming constrictions of his mom's pussy, and when her juices flowed like bubbling honey over his balls, his prick turned to stone.
With lust-glazed eyes, Billy began to fuck the hot slit that had his cock sheathed to the hairs. He bucked his hips upward to meet the demented pounding of Mary's thighs, and in only seconds his prick lengthened far into her heated womb and shot off one healthy glut of sperm after the other!
It was some time before Mary was able to move, and when she did it felt as if her cunt had been seared from one end to the other with a giant-sized hot poker.
Fortunately, Billy's lecherous young prick grew soft enough for her to unplug it from her dripping twat. But it was still so lewdly swollen that it made a plopping sound leaving the humid lips of her slit.
"Jesus, what a fuck," Billy breathed, reaching down to clean off his man-sized prod with his fingers.
"Hell, that wasn't anything compared to the suck I got," Chad bragged, squatting down on his haunches so that his large-veined penis hung like a dark salami between his legs. "I could take a blow job like that ten times a day, man."
Mary skipped the comment that she'd love to give them to him!
"What now, Mom?" Billy inquired. "You got any ideas?"
"Only that we'd better get back to your father before he gets suspicious and swims out here!"
"Don't worry about him," Billy said, flippantly. "As long as he can get his rocks off catching fish, he won't give us a second thought."
Mary grinned. "In that case, how about that immoral little proposition you made awhile ago?"
"What was that?"
"She means cornholing her, you dumb shit," Chad grinned. "That good old doggie-style stuff!"
Despite his prurient nature, Billy's cheeks reddened shyly. "Wow, Mom," he breathed, "do you really mean you'd let me fuck you in the ass?"
"To borrow an old line from those dirty magazines you like, I'll try anything once!" she crooned.
Chad chuckled lustily. "Once may be all you'll ever want it, Mrs. Parker. You oughta remember how big that goddamn pecker is on Billy."
Mary glanced at the large, formidable looking prick lying half-hard across her son's leg. "At least I should die happy," she purred, wantonly.
"Oh, boy," Chad hummed, "this kind of screwing I've gotta watch."
"If you decide you want to do more than be a spectator, Mary said, encouragingly, "feel free to join in."
"like doing what, for Christ's sake?" Chad asked.
She grinned. "Use that horny imagination of yours!"
When the tableau was decided on, Billy directed his mom to get on her hands and knees-and to spread her legs as far apart as she could.
"If I hurt you," he promised, manfully, "I'll pull out. But they say a little pain leads to a helluva lot of future pleasure when it comes to having your ass fucked."
"You develop a real taste for it," Chad cracked.
When she was positioned, Billy got behind her and stroked his huge penis into a battering ram. He thoughtfully spit on the head of his dick to make it go in a little easier, but even with a tub of axle grease a cock the size of his would have made a mare whinny in fear.
"Ready, Mom?"
"Ready."
Billy put his fingertips up to the sides of her rectum and pulled the cheeks of her ass wide apart. The small brown bud of her anus opened only wide enough to get a baby's finger inside!
Billy gulped. "Gee, I don't know about this, Mom. I'm dying to fuck you back here, but it looks a little ridiculous."
"C'mon, pal," Chad grunted, "I wanta see her eyes bug out when you get that horse-prod into her up to the balls."
"You're a big help," Mary breathed, glancing at the charming way Chad's own cock was beginning to grow long and hard between his squatting legs.
"Dick her, man," Chad insisted. "Fuck her sweet ass off!"
As if to come up to his friend's cynical challenge, Billy put the blunt head of his big prick between the slender crack of his mom's ass and pushed.
At first it felt to Mary as if somebody was trying to ram a doorknob up her scupper-and then the doorknob turned into a bowling ball!!
"Oh, God!" she yelped. "EEEOOOoowwwww!"
But it was too late for Billy to back out, so to speak!
His oversized prick went inching into her spreading rectum with all the subtlety of a Great Dane fucking a tit-mouse!
When he had at least half of his dick rammed up her ass, he paused. He wanted to ask if it was hurting her, but he knew damned well it was. But he also knew that it felt so mother-fucking good to him that he wouldn't have pulled his prick out of her butt if forty policemen with billy clubs had appeared!
Mary had her head lowered like a sobbing calf, and every inch of her violated ass was flaming with pain-and pleasure!
"M-m-m-MORE!" she chanted, shamelessly. Billy grinned and put both of his hands on the sides of her glowing buttocks. "You asked for it, Momsie!" he quipped. Then with one powerful thrust of his teenaged hips he sent every punishing inch of his cock solidly up her bowels.
With a wild and maddened shriek of agony, Mary fell forward on her arms-with Billy coming with her. He was cemented to her butt now, with all nine inches of his giant prick driven up her ass to his balls.
He lay on top of her until she adjusted to the size of what had invaded her rump, then he began to dog-fuck her with all the salacious abandon of a drunk sailor.
The more he pumped his dick in and out of her ass-hole, the less pain Mary felt. And then, at some point too difficult to measure, the pain flew away on the wings of the deepest joy she'd ever known.
Getting fucked in the ass was the greatest!
Billy hung on to her like a leech, clasping her legs together against his and holding her with his arms so that both of his hands could pull and milk her tits while he fucked her.
Such debauched screwing turned out every light of modesty in Mary's brain, and with each demented thrust of Billy's Samson-sized prick she let out a string of dirty words that would have shocked the horns off the devil!
Watching Billy corn-hole his own mom was turning Chad on the same as if somebody had built a bonfire under his balls. His teenaged prick came pulsing up from between his legs and stuck out as hard as teakwood.
But Chad had already experienced the pleasure of having his cock sucked, and since Mrs. Parker had suggested he use his imagination to further his pleasures he decided to do just that.
After all, Chad thought, it was ass time, wasn't it?
With all the diplomacy of a sex fiend, Chad maneuvered himself into a position in front of Mary which enabled him to push his buttocks right up into her face. Under ordinary circumstances she might have been vaguely insulted to see a sixteen year old's ass-hole placed two inches in front of her nose-but getting corn-holed by nine inches, and loving it, was hardly ordinary!
With eyes blazing, Mary stuck her nose deep into Chad's winsome butt and sniffed his anus up and down. Deciding that she liked the funky, boyish smell of him, she stuck her tongue out and licked greedily into that most improbable of all human cracks.
Chad grinned from ear to ear as he felt the wet tongue loving in and out of his butt-hole, and he instinctively reached a hand down between his own legs and began to slowly jack off his solidly aroused prick.
Mary turned her teasingly licking tongue into r something more satisfying for both of them. She glued her mouth completely over Chad's irresistible trench and began to suction as much pleasure as she could from him.
Chad groaned lustily and raised his buttocks so that they rode flush against the face that was so willingly eating him.
The scene was something no dirty magazine had ever approached!
Chad was on his hands and knees in front of Mary, offering her his steaming ass-hole as he jacked off like a monkey-and behind her, pumping as if his life depended on it, Billy was riotously whamming his bone-hard prick in and out of his mother's slurping anus which had joyfully stretched to receive him!
It lasted only as long as both of the oversexed cadets could hold back their bursting balls-which wasn't all that long!
With double gasps of pleasure, both Billy and Chad rewarded themselves for their hard work by blowing off their nuts like a couple of young bulls, Billy's cock slamming spurt after hot spurt of sticky white semen deep in his mom's avid bowel, while Chad's cum leapt from the bursting head of his hard-on, drenching the depths of her hot sucking mouth.
But it was Mary who had the most fun-in the end!
CHAPTER SIX
The so-called Village Supermarket was always a boring place to Mary. It wasn't a supermarket by any stretch of the imagination, and almost everybody in the place seemed to know each other. She didn't like the gossipy stares.
But today was different. Today somebody was polite to her.
It happened as she started into the market. A tall, very black young cadet was standing just to one side of the front door. As she entered he tipped his hat to her and smiled, showing a long row of perfectly white teeth.
"Morning," Miz Parker," the black boy said.
"M-morning," she stammered back, too surprised and pleased to even wonder how he knew her name.
As she shopped, she could see the cadet still standing right outside the market. He was sort of lounging lazily back, like the old Step'n'Fetchit type darky boys in old movies. But there was something also powerfully animal and alive in the way the teenaged cadet leaned against the doorjamb.
Mary found herself hurrying through her purchases, and as she left the market she paused beside the black boy and gave him a winning smile.
"How did you know my name?" she asked.
He grinned that prize white grin of his back at her. "'Scuse me, ma'am," he drawled, "but one of the other cadets pointed you out as Billy Parker's ma'am one time when you 'n Mistah Parker brought Billy back to the school. And I guess I jes got a talent for rememberin' faces 'n names."
From the look of the tall, rangy, ebony body which was being unfairly hidden beneath his uniform, Mary guessed that this particular cadet had a helluva lot more talent for other things, too!
She said good-bye to him and walked away. But by the time she got to her station wagon, the cadet was right behind her.
He grinned almost shyly when she noticed him.
'"Scuse me again, ma'am," he said, "but I was wondering if maybe you could give me a ride a piece up the road toward the school. My name's Buck Grimes, ma'am."
"And you're from the South," she said, smiling.
"How'dyawl know that?"
"From your manners. Of course I'll give you a ride, young soldier. Hop in!"
Buck Grimes took her groceries for her, opened the car door for her, and then settled in beside her for the free ride. As they left the parking lot, Mary saw three nosy faces pushed up against the window of the supermarket.
"Those people," she breathed. "Why don't they mind their own business!"
"How's that, ma'am?"
"Oh, some people don't like to let other people be themselves," Mary sighed. "I guess they think it's-uh-suggestive for me to give you a ride."
"You mean 'cause you's a white lady, and I's a black boy?" Buck asked, grinning good-naturedly.
"I suppose so."
"Don't let that worry you none, Miz Parker. I been through all that befo'-like with the Widow Green."
Mary's ears perked up. "She was white?"
Buck nodded. "White as flour, ma'am. But she sho' did like something big and black to go with it."
"Huh?"
"Oh, 'scuse me. I meant I was always a big, tall kid. And the Widow Green, she liked fo' me to come over and hoe her 'taters fo' her."
"I don't see anything wrong with that," Mary insisted.
"Wasn't-not 'til the widow decided she want something 'sides her 'taters hoed. But I don't reckon I better tell you-all what happened."
Mary got her tongue in gear fast. "But I want to hear it, Buck. Please tell me."
"Wal...."
"And don't spare me the details!" "Tell me about you and the white lady," she demanded flatly.
Buck swallowed hard. "I don't know how to tell it wifout usin'-uh-"
"Four-letter words like fuck, suck, cunt, and prick?"
Buck's eyes grew as big as golfballs, and his thick-lipped mouth parted in a jerky, wildly uncertain grin.
"Now you see there's nothing so terrible about words like that," she purred. "Doctors use them all the time in books these days. So go ahead and tell me about the widow."
Buck cleared his throat again, and then he began his story with a soft, Southern drawl which sounded almost as erotic as the tale he was telling:
"The widow used to tell me to take my shirt off when I was hoeing, and then she'd watch me from inside her house. She sure liked my body, I reckon, and I kinda liked the way she watched me. I'd sort of flex my muscles for her, and when she'd look at me in a certain way, I'd get real bothered, if you know what I mean."
"You'd get a hard-on, you mean?" Mary offered, smiling.
"Yessum, I reckon you could say that-a hard-on a whole lot the way I'm liable to get if I don' stop telling this story."
"Don't stop," Mary crooned.
"Wal, the widow she invited me into her house one afternoon. Told me she wanted to give me some lemonade. She left me sitting in her kitchen with my shirt off, drinking cool lemonade, and then she came back with nothing on but her houseshoes. I ain't never seen a white lady that naked before or since."
"And what did you do-besides get the hard-on we were discussing?"
"I didn't do nothing, ma'am. My papa had always told me never to touch a white woman-and so I let her do it all!"
Mary could feel her tits beginning to swell, the nipples beginning to harden, her pussy beginning to boil!
"Go on, Buck," she managed, huskily. "What did the widow do?"
"She took my pants off fo' me. She played with my big black peter. She took me upstairs and got on top of me and fucked me like a wampus cat for two hours."
"Two?"
"Off and on," Buck grinned. "A-and you liked that, of course," Mary asked raggedly.
"Shore did-but something else the widow done to me was just about as much fun."
"I'm afraid to ask," Mary piped, lips twitching in a smile.
"The widow just couldn't get enough of sucking on my big dong. I never seen a white woman who liked black meat as much as she did. She said it was like sucking on a big ten-inch stick of licorice."
"T-t-t-ten inches?"
"That's right, ma'am. I was the runt of the family. You oughta seen what my six big brothers had for the widow."
Mary gulped, hating the Widow Green already! "You mean that the old slut-uh-I mean, your white-lady friend wanted you to bring your brothers over?"
"Uh-huh. She used to line us up on that old Civil War sofa of hers and just go down the line like a pig eating out of a trough. She musta worn out four tubes of lipstick every Saturday night. I forgot to tell you that's what turned me and my brothers on. Seeing that white lady close her red lips over our long black cocks and just suck 'til we had to feed her what she wanted or go crazy from the fun of what she was doing."
By now the love-swollen petals of Mary's own cunt were fluting out, hairy and wet.
Buck Grimes had succeeded in getting her hot enough to fuck half of Alabama!
She gave the black cadet a sidelong glance. He had both of his large black hands in his lap, but she knew that under those cotton-picking fingers was probably one of the biggest cocks this side of the Mason-Dixon Line.
"Are you horny enough for another white lady?" she heard herself asking shamelessly.
Buck gave her a slow, lazy, sex-drenched grin. "You got your lipstick with you, ma'am?"
That settled it!
"Where can we go, Buck?" she asked, hoarsely.
"You just turn when I tell you to, honey."
He directed her up a couple of rough country roads, but finally they came to a deserted farm house with the windows boarded up.
"There's a mattress upstairs," Buck said. "Let's trot up there. You can play the widow-and I'll play the dumb hoe-boy."
In seconds they had climbed through a broken place in the back door of the house and were upstairs. It was a bit stuffy and warm in the old house, but that only sharpened both of their abilities to sniff the sex in the air!
Besides the mattress in one corner of a room, there was a battered old easy chair-a damned good imitation of a Civil War sofa!
Silently and lecherously, both of them whipped " out of their clothes. Mary's body was already burning with the need to find out just how kinky sex could be with a black young animal like Buck Grimes. But when she caught a glimpse of the huge, swarthy prick swinging like a weapon between his legs, she felt every pore open like a watering mouth!
She watched Buck as he turned to the chair. Her eyes drifted greedily down his broad ebony back to his lean and shiny black buttocks, his basketball player's legs, his big and sexy feet!
Buck flopped into the easy chair and raised both his legs so that they were draped over either side of the arm rests. His ten-inch peter lay like a baby python over two smooth and hairless black balls.
She dug frantically in her purse for her lipstick!
Tucked away under her powder puff and vanity mirror she found a tube of something called Jungle Heat. It was redder than apples and valentines combined-and she smeared her lips until she looked like a circus clown.
Just the sight of the nice, nude white-lady putting lipstick on had made Buck's big cock twitch into a half hard-on!
She came into a kneeling position in front of the chair and gazed for a few happy seconds at the feast hanging for her pleasure between the black cadet's legs.
"Lick my balls first," Buck drawled. "Heat me up."
With a wanton purring in her throat, she rolled her tongue out between her scarlet lips and gently began to lave one of the large dark balls that hung like an eggplant in front of her.
Buck groaned softly as he felt the wet, warm lapping going on down there. He shifted in the chair so that more of his swarthy buttocks hung over into space, giving Mary not only complete freedom to lick on his nuts but the opportunity to smell and suck his ass-hole, too.
The taste of the horny, dark balls drove spears of need through Mary's loins. She used her tongue like a washcloth, boldly covering his love bag, moving to the right and the left with strong laps of her worming tongue.
Buck's testicles grew larger and hotter under her lewd attention, and before she left off kissing and licking on them they were gleaming with her warm saliva.
Then she moved up to the real prize-that horse-big dick of his!
The large, long black peter was almost vertical between the cadet's legs-and since it was the size and length of a ten-inch piece of lead pipe, she hardly knew where to begin!
Crooking her head to one side like an exotic bird of paradise, she began by nibbling and sucking on the stiffened erectile muscle that ran from the root of Buck's cock right up to the snouted, uncircumcised head. The more she used her tongue on the muscle, the stronger and thicker it grew.
"Yeah, baby," Buck muttered, his voice thick with lust. "This black boy sure-likes what you're doing!"
Encouraged, she began to lick all the way up the backside of his monster prick. Long, teasing sweeps with the flat of her tongue soon made his penis throb. To vary the fun for both of them, she would sometimes go back to his lovely big balls and suck gently away.
"Git on up there and eat me, honey," Buck groaned, softly.
She had to get into a higher kneeling position to reach the head of his prick. Once there, she curled both of her hands around the large, stiff-standing column and ovaled her lip stick painted mouth lovingly around the snouted tip.
She sucked kittenishly for a few moments, mad with passion at the way the big tool seemed to grow bigger and hotter in her mouth. She got the foreskin back so that she could tongue the pink glans, and she was delighted at how it tasted like cinnamon!
Buck was having a ball!
He lay back in the chair like a lazy sex machine, his arms dangling almost down to the floor and his black legs hitched so high that his kneecaps were on a line above his shoulders. But what really was turning him on was watching through slitted eyes as Mrs. Parker's red lips seemed to make a big valentine around his black meat, and how gluttonous she was in sucking as much as she could of his prod.
As for Mary, she would have given anything to suddenly turn her small throat into something like a boa constrictor! She had seen movies of how snakes could swallow something ridiculously large-and she wished she could do that to the huge ebony penis filling her mouth!
But all she could manage to eat of Buck's champion cock was about half of it-and that filled her throat like a rolling pin!
"C'mon, baby," Buck whispered, bringing one hand up and placing it on top of the bobbing head between his legs, "let's see you get me to cum!"
"Suck it," Buck snarled, beginning to put more pressure on the top of her head, "suck that big muthafuckin' bastard cock GOOD!"
She moved her mouth up and down in slurping, suctioning greed. At the same time, she used both of her hands in a way calculated to hone the lusts of any adolescent male.
She massaged both of his hot, wet balls with the fingers of one hand, and with the fingers of the other she squeezed the root of his cock the way a good housewife might squeeze to test the ripeness of an avocado!
Buck let his head roll back against the chair and his mouth turned up in a wide, slack grin of pleasure. He panted hotly, his eyes rolling in his head, his long pink tongue slathering out over his chin.
She could feel his balls growing firm, ready to shoot.
One or two more squeezes of his abnormally stiffened prick, and a deliciously wanton worming of her tongue around the glans-and Buck gave her everything he could.
His sperm rocketed up into her throat like splashes of hot gravy! Southern hot gravy!!
As his nuts exploded, Buck grabbed her head in both of his hands and forced her to take as much of his ejaculating prick as she could. Tears flooded her eyes as her mouth gorged wide open around the impossibly big cock stabbing almost to her lungs!
When he let her come up for air, great rivulets of white sperm trickled from the corners of her mouth and down her chin.
She got her breath, then greedily licked his swollen penis clean. And to her delight, the long black prick refused to get even remotely soft!
It was true what they say about Dixie!
She continued to toy with the huge thing between Buck's legs, stroking it up and down, playing with it the way a child might play with an oversized banana.
And to further excite him-, she placed one finger lightly at the bud of his dark ass-hole and tickled him gently.
"I wants to fuck you, lady," Buck managed, finally.
She was more than ready for that!
The old mattress proved to be better than a bed at the Rome Hilton. Mary lay back in the center of the rotting mat and spread her legs wide enough for a diesel truck to enter!
Before mounting her, Buck insisted that he had to see if she smelled ripe. Getting on his hands and knees he moved his grinning, lusty face right up into the center of her thighs. His nostrils flared like his African ancestors as he sniffed the hotness of her cunt.
Then, to make her want fucked even more, he rolled out that long pink tongue of his and gave her sodden pussy a few salacious laps. She was already hot enough to bake a cake down there, but the calf-like licking of her twat turned her into a witch of lust.
"Fuck me, you beautiful sonofabitch," she hissed. "FUCK ME!! "
He teased her with his big tongue a few more seconds, savoring the juiciness of her throbbing cunt, and then he crawled up over her and guided the head of his black prick boldly between the pouting hot cunt lips.
Her pussy literally sucked him in!
The pliant, hairy outer lips of her snatch rolled back around the inching column of his tool, and the inner lips turned a dark wine color with the excitement of his penetration.
Un-like her woefully inadequate throat, her cunt could take every inch of the cadet's powerful penis. He gave only a few strong thrusts of his shiny black buttocks and all ten inches rode up her clasping cunt slit to his balls.
Before he could even start fucking her, Mary emitted a deep sigh and spasmed so hard that his prick trembled inside her womb.
Buck grinned above her, and dropped his mouth down to suck on her rubid nipples while she enjoyed every bit of her premature orgasm. His thick lips covered almost half of each of her breasts, and the way he used his tongue to roil and love her nipples drove her into a fresh heat.
Finally, he pulled his mouth away from one quivering tit and whispered something in her ear that made her pant with expectation.
"I'm gonna give you a honey-fuck, baby. It's gonna make you cum so good you'll never look at no white boy again!"
"Don't just talk about it," she hissed, wantonly, "DO IT!! "
With that demand ringing in his ears, Buck began to oil his thighs close to hers. By raising his buttocks only a few inches each time, he was able to saw his oversized prick in and out of her pulsing pussy with a lubricous slowness that drove her wild with joy!
She panted and moaned under his sauntering movements, and almost before she knew it her cunt was exploding in one of those deep-vaginal orgasms that most females only read about!
Her juices flowed hotly, wetly out of the gorged circle of her slit and trickled deep into the crack between her buttocks.
Buck kept fucking her.
She came again, then again. The spasms gathered in clusters and bathed his pumping black prick with one flood after another of molten liquids.
"Y'all ready fo' the big one?" he breathed wickedly.
She couldn't answer him. She could only moan!
He raised himself higher on his knees-so high that nothing of his body was touching her except the stiff prick lodged like a hammer between the relaxed lips of her cunt. Then he began to fuck her with short, stabbing strokes.
After five minutes of that kind of nigger fucking, she screamed with pleasure and gave herself up to an orgasm that put to shame anything she had experienced before.
To crown her joy, Buck released his own balls, and poured one jetting spurt of white cream after another high up into the steamy depths of her cunt.
Their combined pleasures lasted for a long time, and even when the young cadet pulled his swollen peter out of her hole it triggered one final delicious little thrill for her.
Buck sat up on the mattress, cleaning his enormous tool with his handkerchief.
"Old Chad was right," he sighed, contentedly. "He said you was one hot baby to fuck. Sure makes me glad I waited in front of that market every day this week."
She blinked in surprise.
That little bastard Chad Horton, she thought, why the hell doesn't he just use a bullhorn?!
CHAPTER SEVEN
It took her a day or two to get over Buck Grimes.
Her pussy felt as if a platoon of marines had marched through it for twenty-four hours!
Even Billy suspected something, although he wasn't quite sure what. But the very night after she had wallowed in the pleasure of Buck's enormous black prick, Billy caught her in an off moment and patted her buttocks yearningly. Just the touch of a male hand made her yelp like a raped cat.
"Jesus, Mom, what's wrong?" Billy breathed. "You on the rag or something?"
"Or something," she managed, smiling weakly.
She didn't dare tell him that she'd been fucked four times by a black cadet. Anyway, she was more than certain that Chad Horton would fill in Billy in good time.
"I thought we might try to get something on later tonight," Billy said, hopefully. "I mean, you know how Dad sleeps. You couldn't wake him up with a damn cannon."
"Are you crazy, honey! We can't-uh-have fun right under Joe's nose. He's not that dumb."
"Yeah, but tomorrow I've got guard duty all day at the school. I'll be horny as a wart-hog by tomorrow night if we don't do something."
She smiled again and patted the cheek of her handsome son. "I like you horny, darling. Save it for me."
The next morning she got up and cooked a whopping breakfast for her two men. Joe chattered all through the meal about how well the fish were biting, and then he hurried Billy into the jeep so swiftly that she didn't even have time to more than kiss her lover-boy baby once on his mouth.
But Billy did manage to whisper a couple of scorching words into her ears before he left. "I gotta big hard-on saved!" was his immortal phrase.
For the rest of the morning she puttered around the mobile home, cleaning it from top to bottom and barely thinking about sex.
It was just as she was getting down to some long-neglected knitting that she heard the roar and screech of something outside the trailer.
She looked out the window and saw Cadet Jim Davis climbing off his motor bike.
She hadn't seen Jim since that mad day at Cannon Point, and despite her firm resolution to give her body a rest the sight of the cute blonde boy sent a wanton urge streaking through her loins.
She had the door open before he even got to it!
"Hi, Mrs. Parker-is Billy home?"
"No, he's pulling guard duty. As if you didn't know."
She grinned at him on the last sentence, and his fine, smooth young cheeks blushed appropriately.
"Can I come in for a little bit?" "I certainly hope so."
The second he was inside, she casually locked the door. Subtle as a serpent!
Jim was one of those small-framed boys who looked a lot younger than even his fifteen or sixteen years. Almost as pretty as a girl, but the similarity ended there. He had firm legs and arms that would one day be smoothly muscled and strong.
He also had a short, fat prick between his legs that resolved like a clanging bell the decision about whether he was a girl or a boy.
"Would you like a coke?" she asked.
"I don't have too much time, Mrs. Parker."
She let a small, diplomatic silence go by, and then she took the initiative. "So what did you come over to see me for, Jim?"
Again she noted the shy blushing of his cheeks, the jerking of his soft and delicious-looking lips-lips that she was dying to taste again!
"I brought you a present," he said, finally.
"How nice," she responded, glancing quickly at his tight crotch, trying to let the sexy little devil know that what he was swinging above his balls was present enough for any old gal like her.
But instead of rubbing his prick, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out something in a brown paper bag.
"What it is must be very secret," she joked.
"You could say that. I risked my neck getting it for you."
She took the bag and opened it. She wasn't sure what she pulled out of it, but it looked like a cross between a napkin ring and a porcupine! It was made of latex rubber, and the dozens of rubbery spines and nodules bent easily in many directions at the touch of her finger.
"What is it?" she demanded, blankly.
Jim smiled. "They call them french ticklers, ma'am."
So that was what they looked like!
"That particular model is called Satan's Little Helper," Jim breathed, huskily. "I paid my big brother five bucks for it."
She turned the wicked looking object over and over in her hand-and just holding it made her pussy begin to turn soft and moist.
"Have you-uh-tried it out yet?" she asked.
Jim's cute face turned the color of an aroused cunt. "Well, I'd hate to lie to you, Mrs. Parker. I did try it out once."
"Who was the lucky female?"
"My little sis."
She glanced hotly at the bold little imp standing before her. "You mean you used this big thing on your own--? "
"Oh, don't worry, ma'am. Judy is fourteen. And she really dug it. She said it was like somebody had put a whole box of wiggle-worms up her pony."
"Up her what?"
Jim grinned. "Her pony. That's what my little sis calls her pussy. My big brother Bob taught her to call it that so they could have a code when he fucked her. All she'd have to say to Bob was you wanta ride my pony? and off they'd go to the barn."
"Clever big brother," Mary smiled.
Jim took a deep, quivering breath. "I sure would like to ride your pony with that tickler, Mrs. Parker."
She took in his whole marvelous young body with one hot glance. "I thought you'd never ask," she purred.
They lost no time getting to the bedroom, and even before they were both undressed she had her hand around his stubby, fat cock-stroking it into something resembling an overgrown cucumber!
"You got some Vaseline?" he asked, huskily.
She got a jar of the stuff out of the bathroom, and when she got back to the bedroom he already had the tickler stuck on the head of his prick.
She smiled at how funny his cute penis looked with the knobby thing attached. But it wasn't at all funny about how much bigger it made his tool. It added two to three inches in all directions!
As she put globs of Vaseline on the rubbery prongs, his cock stiffened into a very military stance.
"One thing I forgot to tell you," he said raggedly. "When a guy uses one of these things, it's more fun for the pussy than it is for a fellow's cock."
"Why is that?" she inquired, delighted at the news.
"That's 'cause it takes a lot longer for the guy to cum. Not enough friction. It feels good and all that, but, like the time I balled my little sister with it, I kept going for a solid hour."
Mary swallowed greedily!
"So just tell me when you can't take it any more, Mrs. Parker, and we'll just fuck the old-fashioned way."
"You bet I will, sweetie!"
"One other thing...."
"What now?"
"I ought to sort of screw your cunt from the back."
That could certainly be arranged!
"The reason for it is," the cadet lectured solomely, "that these deals here on top of the tickler are made especially to tickle the clitoris. You know, while I'm fucking you real good with the rest of it, these rubber pincers tweak the clit, and that's what makes a female get pleasure. In fact, they say all a guy has to do to make a woman cum is suck on her clitoris and-"
"Never mind the lantern slide," she purred softly, "let's get to the main event!"
The position he made her get into was as old as the cavemen-and women! She simply got on her hands and knees on the bed so that he could stand on the floor behind her and poke his armored cock directly between her legs and into her plump-lipped pussy.
Before he penetrated her, he set her legs apart the way a horse trainer might, then used his fingertips to spread the hairy folds of her cunt wide enough to get all the tickler inside.
The second she felt the crawling, rubbing, twiddling, frictioning antennae of the big tickler exploring the walls of her pussy, she let out a low, salacious moan of joy.
The cadet stopped with the crawly toy only half way up her pulsating slit.
"Am I going too fast for you, ma'am?"
"Lord, no. It feels marvelous!"
With that kind of encouragement, he boldly pumped the whole thing up her twat, bringing the pincers he had mentioned into delicious contact with her wet clit.
Then he began to very slowly fuck her savory cunt, moving his firm young buttocks back and forth with a steady rhythm. Each time he drove the rubbery feelers high up into her hole his warm balls touched against her pubic hairs.
All that rakish fucking she had received from Buck Grimes' enormous cock had made every inch of her pussy as sensitive as a magnetic field-but the french tickler was giving her a buzz that she had expected only in heaven!
"OOOOHHhhhh," she moaned, moving her raised butt in a dreamy, swaying way so that the tickler worked even better, "that feels so good I-I-I-can't stand it!"
The cadet kept monotonously fucking her, nevertheless.
After a few minutes, every cunt muscle she had began to tighten like little ropes-and that only made the tickler work better!
"Cum anytime you want to, ma'am," Jim said.
She didn't need an invitation for that!
With one sluttish grunt and gasp piling on top of another she buried her head in the sheets and poured down a gushing flood of juicy pleasure. Her whole cunt convulsed, frothing like the mouth of a mad dog!
The second Jim felt her liquids spritzing hotly over his balls, he stopped pumping his prick into her.
"D-d-don't stop!" she hissed, angrily. "Don't ever stop!"
The brave young lad went to work immediately. He pulled his buttocks back and began to crudely pump his decorated penis into her sloppy slit with as much power as his slight body could muster.
He fucked her without pausing for five more minutes, and at the end of it her pussy was dripping again with expended juices. The tickler had set up an endless kind of itching along the walls and lips of her cunt, and if she could have had her wish she'd have lined up Buck Grimes and his well-hung black brothers and let them fuck her like a pack of cavalry horses!
As it was, she had only a relatively green but willing teenaged cadet to satisfy her lecherous new needs.
"Stick your finger up my ass," she begged suddenly.
Already turned on by the way he was making her grown-up twat slather, Jim wet his index finger at the rim of her cunt and drove it into her ass-hole to the second knuckle.
Such lewd goings-on triggered still another ecstatic orgasm from her boiling bowels!
Presently, Jim began to sweat. His legs were getting tired, and there was an ache in his buttocks. He had been fucking Billy's mom for over twenty minutes, and although his prick felt good sheathed up inside the monster tickler he knew that he would never cum this way.
He leaned wearily over the prone back of the lustily aroused female and rested half of his body while the other half kept up a systematic pumping of her horny slit.
He made her cum a couple more times, and then he pulled the dripping rubber toy out of her pussy for good.
His teenaged cock was hard as stone, with veins standing out along the sides and the glans flushed an amorous pink.
Mary swung around, still on her hands and knees, and seeing the tempting hard-on sticking out between the smooth legs of the oversexed cadet she grabbed for it with her mouth.
Un-like the titan black prick she had sucked yesterday, Jim's shorter rod was easy for her to take. On the first greedy gulp she buried his throbbing cock in her throat to the balls.
He stood with his hands hanging down at his sides as she slurped away, mouth-fucking him in a way he'd never had done to him before.
It took only seconds for his blood to beat in his veins, and then with an arch of his back he rammed his hellishly hot prick down her throat and fired off both his hissing balls!
His molten sticky spunk tasted like honey to her!
She sucked down every drop, and then kept worming her tongue around his succulent prod until it was stiff all over again.
When his hard-on was nice and respectable, she pulled her bruised lips away.
"Want me to fuck you some more with the tickler?" he asked politely.
But she knew her cunt had had it for one day!
Instead, she cheerfully elected to lick on his balls!
Since novelty is always the mother of lechery-and since she had a beautiful and willing young boy all alone to do with as she pleased-she asked Jim if he would be willing to try a new position.
"Sure will, ma'am. What do you want me to do?"
What she wanted him to do was to straddle two kitchen chairs so that his sweet, round, firm young balls would have nothing to do but hang down in empty space and get the hot lapping of their life!
When he was in position, she put a pillow on the floor between the chairs and then lay down so that her face was cleverly positioned right under his buttocks and nuts.
He was already quivering with anticipation when she rolled her lascivious tongue up and began to slowly stroke his balls. She licked them with a dreamy concentration, loving how warm they felt, savoring the tasty odor of them-delighted in the knowledge that she was giving him something no female had ever been wanton enough to think of!
Toward the end, when his prick was throbbing with the carnal need to climax, she began to gently tickle his ass-hole with her little finger.
It was the kind of totally immoral sexual madness that no adolescent can take for long without cumming.
With a husky groan, the tormented cadet released the boiling sperm from the bag she was so ardently licking and his nectar shot a full three feet in front of him!
With the orgy finally over, they both dressed and she did actually give him a coke to drink.
"Give my regards to your big brother," she said throatily, as Jim said good-bye to her at the door. "And tell him when he gets tired of your sister to look me up."
Jim grinned back at her. "You're really a swinging bitch, ma'am."
"So are you, honey. And you can ride that sexy motorbike of yours into my bedroom any day of the week!"
She slept for the rest of the afternoon, one hand tucked between her legs to protect the sensitive pussy that had taken the most delicious punishment man or boy could devise.
She dreamed about being on a desert island with four hundred horny cadets-and it was in the middle of being fucked by number three hundred and ninety-nine that she woke up with a rude shock.
A naked body was in bed with her!
"Billy!" she gasped, staring up at the smiling, handsome face. "I thought you had guard duty all day!"
"Old Buzz Smith let me off-on condition that he could meet you."
It was something of a last straw!
Ignoring Billy's naked body and his stone-hard prick that was standing up promisingly between his legs, she shook her finger in a motherly fashion at her devilish son.
"What have you told this Buzz Smith about me?" she demanded.
"Don't pee your panties, Mom," Billy shrugged. "I just took advantage of what he already knew."
"Chad Horton," she muttered, balefully.
"Yeah, I guess Chad let something drop around Buzz, and he told me that I could take the rest of the day off if I promised to get him an introduction to you."
She sputtered out her irritation. "My God, Billy, do you and Chad want the whole world to know that your mother-"
"Balls?"
"Exactly!"
"No sweat, Mom. Don't you know the cadet's motto: You're not a man until you can eat a pussy and keep your mouth shut at the same time!"
"And so when do they hang Chad Horton from Cannon Point!? "
"You don't understand," Billy sighed. "What it means is that us cadets stick together. Nothing that we do with girls or women ever gets to the top brass."
"I certainly hope not!"
"So you can fuck us all, eh?"
Despite herself, she couldn't hold back a wry smile.
Billy immediately took advantage of her returning good spirits by slipping his hand sneakily between her legs and rubbing the damp hairs of her sore cunt.
His expression changed, however, when he felt just how damp her hairs were!
"Christ," he muttered, "who have you been screwing today?"
She smiled slackly. "You want to hear my motto?"
"No thanks. I'll just settle for sloppy seconds."
All that touching he was doing to her weary pussy was making it come suddenly alive again. She could feel the cunt lips pouting out into the palm of his hand.
"About this Buzz Smith," she crooned softly, "do you think I might like him?"
"You will if you like big seventeen-year-old dicks. Buzz is older than the rest of us-and a whole helluva lot meaner. He grew up in a street gang in New York."
"He sounds scary-to say nothing of interesting," she grinned.
Billy had two fingers into her cunt by now, and he was worming them in circles to build up her fire.
"Want me to show you how old Buzz will probably fuck you?" he whispered, hotly. "Do I have a choice?"
"Sure. You can either take this horny prick of mine up your cunt, up your ass, or up your mouth."
She grinned to her earlobes. "Decisions, decisions!"
They decided to end-or at least begin-on a rather conventional note. This meant that she lay back with her legs over Billy's shoulders while he pumped her pussy to his heart's content!
She closed her eyes and luxuriated in the pleasure of feeling another pair of large, boyish balls slapping earnestly against the glowing mounds of her buttocks ... and while her eyes were closed she tried to imagine just how much fun it would be to give this Buzz Smith what he obviously wanted.
She decided to ask Billy to arrange something right away!
As, for Billy himself, he was in no condition at the moment to think too clearly.
His brain had settled in the oversized prick he was ramming slurpily in and out of her well-fucked pussy.
And he kept his mind where he wanted it until both of his heated balls fired off a salute to his mom's charms.
She sighed as his sperm poured hotly up her cunt.
Buzz Smith or no Buzz Smith, she'd root for the home team any day!!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Mary stretched lazily in bed-and since it was Saturday, she knew she would get a decent bit of rest. Joe was off with his fishhook in the water, and Billy had guard duty again.
She yawned sleepily, and wriggled her toes under the thin sheet in preparation for another long snooze.
And then somebody knocked on the trailer door.
"Damn," Mary muttered, "don't tell me that's somebody else Chad Horton has given a map to!"
She struggled into her gown as the knocking continued. By the time she got to the door, the rapping had become like the rat-tat-tat of a submachine gun.
She yanked open the door irritably-and stared into the face of her sister Madge.
"Hi, honey," Madge said, her voice as low and husky as ever, "guess who wants to be your house guest!"
"Madge!" Mary boomed, sweeping her big sis up into her arms and giving her one of those old-fashioned bear hugs. "How on earth did you know we were here?"
"Billy wrote me, and wasn't that sweet of him."
Mary let her arms fall away from the bosomy, sexy figure of her sister. "Billy wrote you to come?"
Madge grinned, her perky red lips coiling up in a lusty, knowing way. "Uh-huh. I got his letter only yesterday."
Mary grunted. "I see you didn't waste any time getting here."
"Neither would you if you had read the letter, darling. What have you been feeding that big, handsome Billy-boy of yours-Spanish Fly?"
"The same thing you must have fed him last summer, you hussy," Mary snapped.
Madge smiled guiltily. "Oh, he told you about that, eh?"
"Darn right he did. And he was only fourteen, Madge!"
Madge's lips twitched in another carnal grin. "Was that how old Billy was last summer. Hmmmm, it felt like he was eighteen."
"And it's bad enough this summer," Mary sputtered. "He's fifteen now."
"Years or inches'? " Madge chuckled.
Despite herself, Mary had to laugh, too. There would never be any cure for her lecherous sister, Mary knew, and it was much easier to join her than to fight her.
"Remember the night you wanted to see if the high school football coach could be tempted into a motel with you?"
"With us, you mean," Madge breathed. "Don't make yourself sound like Snow White. We both wanted to fuck that hunky dude."
"Yes, but you were older than me, Madge. You led me astray."
"Ha!"
"He was nice, though," Mary purred, softly. "How old would you say he was?"
"Who counts. Not very old, though. Fresh out of college. And golly-damn, could that stud screw! But I guess any red-blooded male would get an all-night hard-on if he had two horny little cunts like us to fuck."
"You're a real phrase-maker, Madge," Mary said, smiling.
"Sorry I'm talking so dirty, honey-but I guess I've still got my mind on what should be arriving at any second."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
"This cute little country boy who drove me out here from the service station, then took my car back to check the tires."
"Check the tires!"
"Uh-huh. Well, what do I know about cars, darling? It's the only excuse I could think of to get him to come back."
Mary snorted. "Well, I certainly hope you don't think you can try anything here in-
"I've already tried him, honey-and he's more than just a diamond in the rough. He's a whole goddamn bonanza."
"Madge!" Mary hissed. "Do you mean that you seduced some child in the Village?"
"Correction. He's sixteen if he's a day-and he must have been the champion of his 4-H club."
"Meaning--? "
"Honey, he's Healthy, Handsome, Horny, and HUNG!"
"Did you-uh-"
"Don't be crude, little sister. No, I did not fuck him on the way out here. But I guess I did do a little preliminary checking with my fingers. After all, I didn't want to buy a pig in a poke."
"And he's-uh-"
"Hung like the proverbial Arabian stallion, sweetie. And quite mad about fucking mature old ladies like thee and me. Especially me, I hope."
Mary felt her cheeks flushing with excitement. There was something so naturally erotic about her big sister that she always got into something of a rut around her!
"Got another one of those slinky robes for me?" Madge asked, hotly. "I don't want to keep this prize young stud guessing any longer than I have to."
"Guessing about what?"
"About my tits. The bastard actually demanded to know if my boobs were as big as they looked-seems he has some sort of kinky need to suck nipples."
"Let's hope so!" Mary crooned, feeling the tips of her own breasts beginning to firm and point.
Only a few seconds after Madge had climbed her lush, well cultivated body into the sheerest dressing gown Mary owned they heard the car pulling up to the mobile home.
"Sounds like he's in a hurry," Madge whispered, grinning.
For a preview look, Mary hurried herself to the kitchen window and peered out.
What she saw was an answer to an old whore's dream!
Six feet or more of lanky, country-cowboy stuff in boots, jeans, rodeo shirt, and a silver belt buckle with steer horns embossed!
Mary turned back with a throaty purr. "God, if that is half as much fun as it looks--! "
"Don't worry," Madge quipped, "that little buckaroo told me he learned how to ball poon tang back in Texas when he was twelve years old!"
"Whoop-eeeeee!" Mary whispered cheerfully.
Madge opened the door to let in the young bull, and Mary was right behind her-peeking hungrily over her big sister's shoulder.
"Howdy," the tall young man said, having to bend a wee bit to negotiate the door. "How are you fine ladies doing?"
Madge grinned slackly. "It's what we want to be doing, you cute stud."
The handsome piece of cowboy boy grinned, then scratched his jaw with one finger. "You two ladies figuring on me taking care of both of you at the same time?"
"Any way you want it, hero," Madge slurred.
"The name is Bobby Joe, ma'am. Bobby Joe Huggleston."
"That's the prettiest name I ever heard," Madge breathed, staring hard at the lanky cowboy's crotch, "and now that we're all acquainted-oh, uh, this is my little sister Mary-and now that we're old friends, why don't we go back to the bedroom and prove it!"
Nobody objected to that!
As for Madge, she wasted about as much time as a hungry pig in a patch of corn. Even before they reached the bedroom she was getting Bobby Joe's jeans unbuttoned!
Bobby Joe helped by unsnapping the front of his rodeo shirt and stripping off to the waist.
He had marvelously broad shoulders and hard-muscled arms, and exciting dark curls in his armpits!
Madge made him lean up against the bedroom door while she dug around inside his jeans with both hands.
What she finally pulled out for the whole world to see made Mary's eyes bulge in sultry heat.
Bobby Joe's prick looked like a Texas longhorn!
"Nice, eh?" Madge crooned, inching her fingertips up and down the quickly rising, solidly hardening tool between the long legs of the grinning cowboy. "I'll bet this big thing has made some evil little cunts mighty happy back in Dallas!"
"Sure has," Bobby Joe agreed. "I ain't been asked for no refunds yet."
Madge yanked open his steer-horn belt, then scooted his jeans all the way down to the top of his boots. Then, without so much as a kiss-my-foot to her sister, she knelt in front of the cowboy and began to ravenously suck on his huge peter.
Mary watched, her tits as firm as concrete balloons and her pussy throbbing, as Madge ovaled her hungry mouth up and down the long pole of meat. In true whore-fashion, Madge was taking the oversized prick right to the balls, then worming her tongue in wet circles as she pulled back to the beautifully hard head. Everywhere her mouth went she left a glistening coat of warm saliva.
Bobby Joe had obviously had his cock sucked on many times before, and he just as obviously loved the hell out of it.
He stood with his booted feet spaced idly apart, his hands on his lean hips, his mouth pulled wide in a horny grin.
Madge continued to slurp on his boldly erected rod, and at the same time she played a teasing game with her fingers. Since Bobby Joe had exceptionally large nuts, Madge's hands could barely cup them-but she was damned sure giving it the old college try!
The cowboy glanced over at Mary, and winked suggestively at her. Then he beckoned her over with a toss of his head.
Without a word, Mary took off her robe and came over to within a few inches of where the handsome cowboy stood with his cock stuck in Madge's hot mouth.
Bobby Joe reached out with both hands and began to fondle Mary's big tits. He dug his strong fingertips deep into the spongy cones, then used this thumb to roughly massage her nipples. Mary could feel her love-maddened paps growing as large as duckbills!
She moved closer and pushed her tits together with both hands, making the bloated, pink nipples touch.
"Suck them," she breathed lustily.
Bobby Joe dipped his head down and roped the twin knobs with his mouth. He sucked eagerly, roiling his long tongue in circles until both her big nipples were quivering and juicy.
Before long he had Mary so frisky and hot that the lips of her pussy were parted like gates!
With a moan of selfish need, Mary dropped to her knees beside Madge and crowded her own mouth into action-licking, kissing, nibbling anyplace she could on the long, stiff, luscious prick that her big sister was working on.
With two females both trying to eat his cock, Bobby Joe grinned and gazed down at the carnal feast.
Finally, a kind of lewd compromise was arranged. While Mary got her chance to put the tasty tool as far down her throat as she could manage, Madge lapped like a hungry hound on the cowboy's big balls.
Bobby Joe slitted his eyes and slowly licked his lips as the pressuring joy of two wanton tongues brought him closer and closer to the kind of nut-shattering orgasm young men dream about.
"Keep sucking, baby," he whispered, hoarsely, pumping his lean buttocks in a gentle fucking action as Mary went down on him to his pubic hairs. "That's good-faster-hotter-eat it-EAT IT, HONEY!"
At the magic word, Madge dragged her tongue up from his tingling nuts and once more got into the act. She curled the flat of her tongue around the wet column of his throbbing cock and slid it up and down, back and forth, sideways!
Such stimulation of his horny prong brought Bobby Joe right to the brink of a delicious orgasm-and just as his balls triggered the first mad spurts of cum, Mary drew her lips a half-inch away from his smoking penis and began to brazenly lick on the glans.
Bobby Joe groaned with lust, shooting thick white spurts of fresh sperm in hot puddles against Mary's waiting lips.
In the middle of his profuse ejaculation, Madge slathered her mouth up and lapped up some of the cream for herself.
There was enough honey for both of them!
Long after his balls were empty, Madge was still doggedly licking the long and swollen prick-and before it had a chance to get soft, her tongue had stimulated it back into a quivering club of hard meat.
"I want fucked with that," Madge hissed, glancing up at the flushed and smiling face of the young stud. "How about it, cowboy-you want to screw some hot pussy?"
"Damn right," he croaked, reaching down to scratch the large balls he had just unloaded. "Which of you horny mares wants it first?"
"ME!" Madge and Mary chorused!
Bobby Joe laughed. "Hell, I ain't no goddamn octapussy! One of you has got to settle for getting her cunt sucked."
It was a hell of a bargain any way you took it!
"You can settle for his tongue, baby," Madge said flatly. "But I gotta get my twat satisfied with that horse-sized whanger or climb the walls!"
"You win," Mary said.
"We both win, you mean," Madge grunted.
The arrangement was both simple and sizzling.
Bobby Joe lay lengthways on the bed so that Madge could fuck him at the same time Mary straddled his shoulders and head.
"Wait a second," Madge hummed, happily, "I want to see this as many ways as I can!"
With that, Madge pulled the small bureau over near the bed so that she could see what they were doing reflected in the large mirror atop it.
"You Peeping Jane," Mary grinned.
When the cowboy was in position, Madge crawled high up over his legs and played with his sturdy cock until it was sticking up like a giant horseshoe stake. Then, with an expertness that would have made a Mexican whore envious, she settled her hairy pussy on the head of Bobby Joe's prick and rode him straight up into her womb.
Madge felt her pulsing cunt clasping every inch of the stiff penis, and she pumped a little more so that the plump, pink lips of her pussy touched flush against his firm balls.
At the same time Madge was climbing aboard her cowboy for a long, wild fuck, Mary was positioning herself to get her pussy sucked.
Without a trace of modesty, she straddled the broad shoulders on bended knees and lowered her moist and spreading cunt low over Bobby Joe's face.
His tongue slipped quickly into her hot snatch, and she gasped as he began licking and lapping deep inside her hole.
Madge began the slow and tricky humping that was calculated to keep the prick inside her cunt nice and hard for as long as she needed it. At the same time, she glanced over in the bureau mirror and felt a mad twitch of joy at the sight it presented her.
She could see Bobby Joe's face buried to the ears between her sister's widely spread legs, and by turning slightly to one side she caught pornographic poses of the large cock projecting through the crisp hairs of her surrendering pussy.
How she would love to have dirty postcards of this!
Leaning forward so that the tips of her elongated nipples almost touched Mary's back, Madge fucked with deep and powerful strokes. She rode the gorged cock exactly as she would have a dildo, oiling her cunt lips its whole length with every salacious thrust.
As for Mary, her whole body was humming with the ruttish joy of having her prurient pussy slit sucked out. All the hot fucking that Madge was doing at one end of Bobby Joe's muscular body was giving his tongue the kind of triple-speed talent that pussies adore!
Worming her hips in slow circles, Mary pushed her hairy, spreading cunt deep over the cowboy's mouth and chin. As his tongue spaded the inner walls of her vagina, she rubbed her aroused clit hard against the tip of his nose!
Heated to a lustful pitch, Bobby Joe grabbed Mary's sultry buttocks in both hands and started eating her cunt like a ripe melon. Seeing the action gathering some momentum, Madge grinned and slathered her tongue out of the corner of her mouth-thrusting and pumping with all the evil power of her insatiable thighs.
Mary began to moan deep in her throat. She let her head fall back in one paroxysm of joy after another as her elastic pussy generated a white-hot heat against the licking tongue.
Bobby Joe knew he was about to make Mary's pussy juice, and with the cynical lust of a young animal, he pulled the cheeks of her buttocks wide apart and speared his tongue over and over into her frothing hole.
With a hoarse shriek of passion Mary let a lickerish flow of pussy fluids stream over Bobby Joe's chin. He slurped up between her thighs like a madman, lapping and licking every precious drop of her spasming slit.
Madge watched it all in the mirror, and it thrilled her that when Bobby Joe finally pulled his hands away from her sister's rosy buttocks he left deep fingerprints traced in her flesh.
Mary had sagged forward over her lover's face-and that provided Madge with still another lusty sight. She could see that cob webbing tongue of Bobby Joe's still working in and out of the slick lips of Mary's cunt, stroking the pouting rims, licking the matted hair, tonguing the bright red clitoris that seemed a full two inches long!
Such erotic pictures brought Madge to the edge of a deep vaginal orgasm, and with one or two growling thrusts of her hot thighs she drove the big prick she was fucking high up into her womb and spasmed strongly!
At the same time her pussy was peaking with joy, Madge reached behind and under her and squeezed Bobby Joe's big balls with both hands.
It was all the encouragement the young cowboy needed to get his rocks off!
With his lust-maddened prick rammed up Madge's throbbing cunt to the hairs, Bobby Joe stretched out his legs and pumped a teacup of molten sperm dead center up the tormented pussy fucking him.
Madge moaned with approval as each gush of Texas nectar roared like lava against the walls of her snatch-and to prove her excitement she constricted her pussy tightly around the beautiful big teenaged cock and spasmed all over again!
When they were finally finished with the three-way orgy, nobody could move!
Madge lay half off of Bobby Joe's lanky, muscular body, but over half of his wet and swollen prick was still lodged between the hairy lips of her cunt. It wasn't long before the cowboy's shooter was twitching again, turning into another hard-on, growing in size until Madge could feel the doughy folds of her pussy spreading out to accommodate him.
But Bobby Joe wanted to fuck another strange hole-and this time Mary was the lucky victim.
Pulling his freshly stiffened meat out of Madge's sleepy and satisfied cunt, he crammed it to the balls between Mary's legs and began to fuck her with deep, powerful strokes.
Madge fluttered her eyes open and watched Bobby Joe's strong and naked buttocks rising and falling between her sister's thighs. She listened to the delicious sluck-sluck sounds of that Texas-sized prick exploring to the sucking wet depths of Mary's lucky, lusty cunt.
With a drumming need to get into some more of the action herself, Madge crawled on all fours around behind Bobby Joe and began to brazenly lick both his ass-hole and his balls.
Such sluttish behavior on Madge's part turned the fucking cowboy's cock into a solid bar of hot meat-and he brought Mary's brimming pussy to an overflow at the same time he blasted several furious gluts of jism into her.
Madge loved licking his nuts as he creamed.
And he loved creaming his nuts while she licked!
CHAPTER NINE
The next day was Sunday-and that meant a vacation for the entire military school.
It also meant another full day at Ye Ole Fishing Hole for Joe Parker, and at breakfast that morning he submitted to Mary and Billy what he thought was a master plan for fun.
"Hey, I got an idea, folks-how's about you going into the village and picking up Madge, then all of you coming on out to the lake."
Billy put his finger in the air and made one of those mock hooray circles.
"What's the matter with him," Joe muttered to his bored-looking wife.
"You don't seem to understand, honey, that not everybody can get his kicks from catching mud turtles."
Joe looked slightly pained. "Beats sitting around this dump doing nothing. Besides, what else is a fifteen-year-old kid like Billy here going to do for kicks on a lazy Sunday afternoon."
Without daring to grin, Billy said, "I'll think of something."
"I suppose you and a couple of those cadet pals of yours will go shoot some pool, eh?" his father said.
"Yeah, Pop. We'll probably horse around one way or another."
"Well, you make sure you don't cause any trouble for your mother and your Aunt Madge. You do exactly what they tell you to do, see?"
Billy did grin on that one. "Sure, Dad. If Mom tells me to stay in bed all day, I'll do it."
"I-uh-think you'd better be on your way, Joe," Mary cut in, fighting back the faint blush that Billy's bold remark with a double meaning had brought to her cheeks. "They say a lot of people will be fishing today. You won't have the lake to yourself."
"Still bet I catch the biggest one around," Joe snapped.
"Yeah, we got some big ones around here, Pop," Billy added, grinning. "I'll bet even Mom could latch on to a real whopper if she used the right bait."
The second Joe was out of sight, Mary turned to her son with a wagging finger. "You were deliberately trying to tell Joe about us!"
"Naw, Mom," he chuckled back, "I was just having a little fun. Hell, I'll bet I could unzip and put my pecker right in your lap and he wouldn't suspect a thing."
"I wish I had your confidence."
Billy winked. "You wish you had my what?"
"Never mind about that. What I want to know is, what did you and Madge cook up for today that's such a big secret?"
"Just a little fuckin' and suckin' and foolin'
V around. '
"In her motel room!? In that little village where everbody has fifteen eyes apiece?"
"Don't sweat it, Momsie. Old Aunt Madge took care of everything."
"Meaning?"
"She paid off the guy who runs the place."
Mary felt her ears numbing at that news. "You mean she-"
"Bribedthe old fart who owns the motel. She gave him twenty bucks to tell anybody who happened to ask why two grown women spent the afternoon locked in a motel room with three horny cadets-"
"Three?" Mary gulped.
"Sure. Me, Chad, and Buck Grimes-that big-dicked field darky you screwed through the floor in that deserted house out in the country."
"I'll bet my bracelets Chad Horton blabbed that," Mary snorted.
Billy grinned. "Yep, the only way to shut old Chad up is to stick a hot tit down his throat. And Aunt Madge has already told me she'll be glad to shut Chad up for a couple of hours running."
"I'll bet she would!"
"Not only that," Billy husked, "but Madge sure is eager to find out if Buck Grimes has a dong as long as some guy she used to know named Willy
Washington."
"Why, that evil old bitch," Mary blurted, trying hard to keep her lips from twitching into a lusty smile. "She never told me about her and Willy." "So who was this stud?"
"The black boy who used to mow our lawn when we were kids, that's who."
Billy grinned softly. "Well, I don't know about that, but I do know that Aunt Madge said he could fuck like a runaway robot-and that he had a prick on him the size of an elephant's trunk."
"He was also only fourteen years old at the time! Did the sneaky old harlot tell you that?"
"I guess Madge-likes 'em kind of young. Remember what I told you about last summer?"
"Yes, and she ought to be horsewhipped for it!"
"Or fucked to death by a boy scout troop," Billy laughed. And then he lowered his voice to a suggestive whisper. "Speaking of fucking, how about us knocking off a quick piece before Chad and Buck get here."
Mary felt a hot nibble at the center of her cunt. She was finding it harder and harder to say no to her charming .Billy!
"Just what do you cadets mean by a 'quick' piece?" she breathed.
"You old folks have heard of the fox trot," Billy cracked, lustily. "Well, us cadets like to do something called the 'box trot'. "
"Sounds like fun."
"Feels like fun, too. Stand up and pull down your panties!"
She was more than willing to help prove to the younger generation that an old dog can learn new tricks!
She got on her feet and raked her panties down to her ankles, then stepped out of them.
"Now what, professor?" she joked.
"Lean back against the wall and I'll show you."
She leaned willingly back as he unzipped his pants and pulled his powerfully swelling prick out of hiding. Just the sight of that marvelous, teenaged tool of his made Mary's pussy quiver like jelly!
He stepped up to her, stroked his cock a couple of times to make sure it was as bone-hard as it felt, and then he inched the head of it into the widow's peak of hair covering her pouting cunt.
She felt his stiff meat roll back the lips of her slit and ride smoothly upward between her legs. One or two energetic pumps and he was info her cunt to the balls.
"Ummmmm," she crooned, putting both hands on his shoulders, "so much for the 'box' part-how about the 'trot'? "
"Just relax, Mom," he whispered, huskily, "You're gonna love this sexy little dance."
With that he reached both hands deep under her buttocks and lifted her off the floor. With her back braced against the wall, she was lighter than air-and her natural instincts told her to curl both legs around her darling little fucker's butt!
"Atta girl," Billy grinned, feeling her feet lock together against his buttocks, "now we can trot your hot twat right!"
With all the power in his adolescent body he began to pound her pussy with short, deep jabs of his large prick. It felt so wildly good to her that her fingers tightened like hooks on his shoulders!
"Take it," he breathed, hoarsely, "take me right to my nuts! Make that horny cunt SUCK!! "
The dirtier he talked to her the more her blood boiled in her loins. She made her pussy absorb every punishing blow of his hard dick with constricting pressures that pleasured him all the way down to his ass-hole!
He grunted and slammed her harder against the wall, fucking her greedy cunt with all the force of lusty young desire. And to encourage him to screw her harder, she tightened her legs around his buttocks and hammered at him with her heels-driving her little donkey on!
As her passion mounted like leaping flames, Mary shoved her mouth lecherously against Billy's neck and began to suck him like a vampire. Slathering her tongue up into his ear, she lapped and licked until he was groaning with lust.
Without once letting up the force and power of his thrusts, Billy used both his hands to pump her buttocks up and down on his prick. He was literally screwing her coming and going!
Mary felt her pussy spreading and burning, her cunt lips closing hard against the slippery column of hard flesh that oiled like a piston in and out of her body.
To augment both their joy she dropped her arms down from his shoulders and dug them crudely into the back of his jeans. She ducked her fingers under the back of his shorts and molded the palms of her hands around his firm, naked buttocks. She massaged the cheeks of his pumping ass!
Billy couldn't hold back his sperm much longer. His cock had grown longer and stiffer during the frenzied fucking, and each time the bloated head of it touched against her womb he could feel his balls knotting to explode.
"You want me to cum?" he breathed huskily. "You ready for me to shoot your beautiful hot cunt full of cream!? "
She could only babble back something into his ear and chew wantonly, wetly along his boyish jaw.
At the final moment when nothing short of an earthquake can stop a prick from finishing its fun in a pussy, Billy lifted his whole body up on tiptoe and ramrodded his cock savagely home.
Instead of feeling pain at being half-raped by her own son's incestuous tool, Mary felt nothing but ribboning joy run through her loins. Her cunt slurped happily receiving every prickling thrust, and almost at the same instant she felt his balls unloading their supply of lustiness, she began to spasm with one uncontrollable orgasm after another!
"Fuck me!" she hissed, digging her fingers so deep into his stabbing buttocks that she felt bone. "FUCK ME, YOU DARLING LITTLE STUD!! "
His spunk came roaring out in hot spurts, filling her salacious hole until it was running over his balls like shaving lather!
She half wept and half moaned as the delicious constrictions of her pussy kept his swollen penis tightly in place-and only after she was sure that both of them had expended the full storehouse of mutual pleasure did she allow him to draw his dripping cock out of her cunt.
She slipped to the floor like one of those rubbery cartoon figures, her legs spraddled apart, her pussy pulled open and running wetly with their mingled lusts.
Above her, Billy wiped off his big peter and casually stuffed it back into his pants. "Hey, Mom," he said, expressionlessly, "better hurry up and wipe your hole. If old Chad and Buck see you in that position, we'll never get to Aunt Madge's motel!"
By the time the other two cadets arrived, Mary had put herself back together-but the itchy folds of her thoroughly fucked pussy still needed some more exercise. And the more she thought about the big pole of black meat Buck Grimes was equipped with, the more she knew the day held all kinds of promises.
If she could get to Buck before Madge did!
They rode the station wagon into the village. She successfully maneuvered Buck into a position beside her, and just the touch of his long leg against the side of her hip made her nipples turn into blunt little bullets. She had not yet forgotten what fun it had been when Buck used his thick lips to suck the honey from the cones of her breasts-and she knew damned well he could do better at eating a pussy than he had that day in the deserted farm house!
They arrived at the motel, and Mary parked the big car out of sight behind the unit Madge was in.
Chad grinned as he climbed out, and delivered into words what Mary had been thinking for some time. "Boy, if the jerks in this two-bit town knew what we're planning to do, they'd come after us with pitchforks."
"Sure would be mah black ass," Buck agreed, grinning.
Mary rapped on the motel door, and Madge opened it like a shot. Even before they got inside, Mary could smell the odor of expensive Scotch whiskey-and she knew that her libidinous big sister had been hitting the bottle again.
"You're drunk," Mary snapped.
"Look who's preaching," Madge slurred, paying more attention to the three healthy young cadets than she did to Mary's ridiculous moralizing.
"Anyway, like the man says, a little hair of the dog loosens a gal up."
Mary grunted. "If you get much looser, honey, King Kong wouldn't be interested."
The boys got a big laugh out of that one, but they got even a bigger, lustier laugh when Madge darted back with: "It's not King Kong I'm after, baby sister, it's King Dong."
"We damn sure came to the right place," Billy said, winking at his wicked aunt.
Madge circled her arm around the shoulder of her cute nephew and gave him a wet, smeary kiss-so smeary that everybody could see her tongue rolling out of his mouth when they parted.
And to make sure Billy got her message loud and clear, Madge reached down and gave his big prick a loving squeeze through his pants.
"Wow," Chad gulped.
"Wow yourself, you sexy young brute," Madge crooned.
"Jesus," Mary groaned, "I think I need a drink, too."
"Help yourself, honey," Madge shrugged, "and if you don't mind, little Billy and his old aunt will sorta go into the bathroom and get acquainted again."
"Just don't flush him down the John when you're through," Mary cracked, pouring herself a snakebite drink of Scotch.
With that, Madge dragged the smiling Billy into the motel John-her hips wagging sexily.
"Man," Buck whistled softly, "that sister of yours is some kind of oversexed female, Miz Parker."
"Uh-huh, and it runs in the family," Mary purred, finishing off the drink that was already going to her head like firecrackers. "Why don't you two boys do something about those stuffy uniforms you've got on while I bolt the door."
It didn't take more than one command to make both Chad and Buck skim out of their clothes, and almost before Mary could get turned back to them she found she had her choice of white meat or black meat-or both!
"I guess we could draw straws," she joked helplessly, glancing from one handsome young body to the other.
At that, Buck and Chad went into a small huddle, turning so that she got an uncompromised view of their firm and naked buttocks.
It was Chad who turned back to her with their collective idea.
"We wanta give you an around-the-world, ma'am," Chad said, his eyes sparkling with pleasure at the thought. "That way we can hold off getting our rocks off, but still have a helluva good time. And you damn sure will."
She was only vaguely familiar with the naughty term, and asked Buck to spell it out for her.
"Well, it was like I seen one time in a fuck-movie, ma'am. This colored gal had a white sailor on a bed with her, but instead of letting him fuck her she made him lay back and let her use her tongue on him every place you can imagine. It got that horny muthafucker so hot his old prick was sticking up like a smokestack."
Mary felt a voluptuous thrill at the crude description!
And just the thought of servicing her naked body with nothing but their wet tongues was making both of the cadets pricks grow straight and strong.
"Wanta play that kind of a game?" Chad asked, hopefully.
Did she?!
She almost danced out of her dress, and the second she was nude they crowded her into the corner where Madge's bed would serve as the smorgasbord of lust!
"Which end you want?" Buck asked his pal politely.
Chad grinned. "Hell, we'll both end up at the same place!"
"I'll take the South end," Buck joked, "and you can take charge of the Yankee end."
With that weighty problem settled, Buck dove down between Mary's legs and began to lap on her toes with that huge pink tongue of his. She felt a chittery thrill go through her body as Buck moved on to her ankles.
As for Chad, his province was her mouth, ears, eyelids, and everything edible above her neck!
When Mary felt the young, good-looking cadet licking along her cheeks, she turned her head and sucked his mouth close against hers. Then she gave Chad such a tongue-involving kiss that his own ears turned red and pointed!
He finally plopped his mouth away from her suctioning lips, and went on about the business of kissing her naked flesh. He slathered his tcngue wetly down over her chin, around the sensitive part of her lower neck, and then raked hotly down to the first big nipple that was standing up on the coned end of her left tit like an overripe strawberry.
Chad sucked like a maniac on one quivering boob after another, and it finally felt so damned good to Mary that she curled her fingers in Chad's thick hair and made soft moaning noises.
Black Buck was also doing things to Mary's nude body that was turning her on more than just a little. He had licked every square inch of her thighs. And now, making a cunning detour around her throbbing, dewy cunt, he began licking with long flat strokes of his rabbity tongue on her tummy.
Having her stomach lapped with one hot tongue and her tits sucked with another made Mary growl with lust. She lifted both her legs and rested one crooked knee over Buck's strong darky shoulder.
He kept licking her trembling abdomen, but at the same time he sneaked one long, thick, ebony finger deep into the squishy hotness of her pussy.
Mary gasped, then gritted her teeth with joy as Buck's wicked finger began to move in and out of the clasping lips of her cunt.
Chad lifted his head up from one of her boldly erected, wet and quaking nipples and announced that he wanted his cock sucked.
Remembering the position that she had taken with the Texas cowboy, Mary pulled Chad around so that he was presently straddling her shoulders. Chad's knees were dug into the mattress right beneath her armpits, and his boyish, naked buttocks touched against her bloated nipples.
Grabbing Chad's horsy young prick with both hands, Mary began to suck the head of it, rolling her lecherous tongue in circles around the meaty knob.
"Play with my balls," Chad husked, reaching back with both hands to locate her nipples. He found them and began to massage and pull as much of her hot tits as he could get his hands around.
Mary did the same for the lusty young cadet's balls. She rolled them together like huge, velvet marbels-tickling his nuts while at the same time she sucked his sturdy hard-on like a bitch dog in heat!
Mary's own sensual pleasure increased dramatically when Buck Grimes left off innocently licking her stomach and crammed his burr-headed face deep between her legs. He had a tongue like a jackhammer as he speared deeper and deeper into her throbbing hole.
Mary crawled her legs up over Buck's shoulder and back and held him locked between her thighs.
Buck took immediate advantage of the way Mary had raised her butt. As he ate out her juicy pussy, he finger-fucked her ass-hole, driving one long black, large-knuckled finger solidly up her anus and worming it back out slow and easy.
Such mad stuff the three of them were doing couldn't and didn't last forever.
Chad was the first to give in to the excess of pleasure his teenaged body was experiencing. With a panting cry of lust he leaned forward over Mary's face and fucked his rigid prick far down her throat. The second the head of his spasming cock was stuck in Mary's windpipe, Chad pumped furious gluts of hot, sticky white jism into her clasping, greedily sucking mouth and throat.
Mary choked and gagged on the violent discharges she was getting from Chad's beautiful big balls, and at the same time she felt her pussy spasming madly around Buck's stubbornly stabbing tongue!
Mary was still sucking, Chad still panting, Buck still lapping when a throaty chuckle brought them to attention.
Madge and Billy were standing framed in the doorway of the motel John. Madge looked flushed and satisfied, and the large prick between Billy's legs was still swollen and wet.
"Well," Madge crooned, huskily, "looks like the party is finally underway. Do you three lovebirds want to keep it segregated-or can anybody join in!? "
CHAPTER TEN
Without waiting for an answer to her sultry question, Madge moved quickly over to the bed.
Since Buck was still on his hands and knees between Mary's parted legs, and positioned so that his black, naked buttocks were lifted high so as to expose what big chocolate balls he had, Madge zeroed in on him.
Billy grinned as he watched his Aunt Madge fondle the two heavy nuts hanging down from Buck's loins. Her slender white fingers looked particularly erotic massaging the dark lovebags, and when she curled one hand around the brutally stiffened cock of the black cadet and pulled it backwards through his legs it was a sight to make even a virgin horny!
"My, my," Madge wheezed, fingering the huge organ with loving care, "I could play Southern Mammy to this big hunk of meat 'til the cows come home."
Buck was liking what she was doing. That was obvious from the jerking throbs of his big black cock as Madge ran her fingers lightly along the entire length of it. He had lifted his head out of Mary's thighs and was grinning like a coon.
Madge patted Buck's ass with the palm of her hand. "How about showing an old slut like me what you can do with that whopper, honey?"
Buck grinned eagerly again and swung his lanky black body up from the bed. His prick stuck out from between his legs like a stallion with a hard-on!
All the rest of them wanted to do was watch!
Mary and Chad got off the bed and joined Billy. Then they got on the floor in a naked circle so that they could watch the spectacle of an oversexed black boy with ten inches of hard meat fuck a randy old nympho like Madge.
"Man, I'd give my left nut for a camera," Chad drawled, licking his lips in anticipation of what he was about to see. "Can't you see the guys back at school paying us twenty bucks apiece to see this kind of action."
Billy grinned. "I'll bet Aunt Madge would be willing to pay them twenty bucks apiece to do it with her all over again."
"Speaking of sex," Mary said, "just what did you and Madge do while you were locked up in the bathroom."
Billy's cheeks flushed with remembered pleasure, and his large penis inched up along the side of his leg. "Aunt Madge wanted to suck me off, so I let her."
"Was it good?" Chad breathed.
"Hardly the word for it. Christ, I thought I'd stuck my dick into a washing machine."
Chad swallowed hard, his own freshly sucked prick beginning to grow large again.
Their interest was suddenly drawn back to the bed again.
Madge had stretched out with two pillows propped under her trim hips. This placed her pussy high so that Buck could poke his long peter into her more easily.
They watched as Buck crawled into place, that enormously stiffened penis of his looking like a foot of black lead pipe.
"Think she can take it all?" Billy whispered.
"And more," Mary sighed, enviously.
Buck parted the cunt lips of the nice white lady who wanted fucked so bad, and then he powered a few hard inches of cock into her.
They heard a low, salacious moan of pleasure come from Madge-and then the moan grew into a husky squeak as Buck pumped his bony rod halfway up her snatch.
Since Buck and Madge's audience had a profile view of the fucking scene, they were able to see exactly how much of the huge prick was into Madge's cunt at all times. And when Buck finally drove his cock all the way up to the balls, a husky cheer went up from the sidelines.
"Fuck 'er, soldier!" Billy called, grinning. "Give Aunt Madge something to remember the South for!"
With an earlobe-to-earlobe grin, Buck began to hustle the white pussy with all he had. He didn't bother with the slow and easy kind of honey-fucking he had given Mary in the deserted farm house. Instead, he pumped the sucking cunt beneath him with the fury of a wild animal.
After only a few strokes of such a big and horny prick, Madge clutched at the bedsheets with both hands and began to hum like a bee. Then, as if to hold her young stud to his task forever, she crawled both her legs high up over his ebony back and forced him to fuck her even harder.
The motel bed creaked and groaned under the energetic screwing it supported.
Both Billy and Chad couldn't stop their own pricks from getting up hard as steel.
No male worth his salt could have watched what was going on in front of them without getting a cunt-splitting hard-on!
Mary was receiving her share of stimulation, too. And she wasn't liking it one little bit that Madge was suddenly the center of attention. She wanted to have some fun herself!
While Billy kept watching the wild fucking on the bed, his mom straddled his thighs and took his wonderfully hard cock deep up into her pussy. It filled her to capacity, mingling the soft curls around her cunt into the whiskery fuck of hair at the root of Billy's sex.
Mounted so nicely on one prick, Mary leaned over to take advantage of Chad's succulent penis.
Without actually fucking Billy, but simply holding his hard rod imprisoned up her twat, Mary began to wantonly lick Chad's coltish tool. She stroked her tongue wetly and hungrily from one end of the willing prick to the other, nibbling like an insect around the ridge of his glans, poking the tip of her tongue into the slit at the tip of his cock, teasing the sides of his erected prod by curling her whole tongue around half of his meat and sliding up and down with slow, juicy laps.
Such expert cocksucking brought Chad to another gasping, panting ejaculation.
With a hoarse but boyish groan Chad whispered that his prick was ready to shoot-and that was Mary's signal to oval her lips around his darling pump gun and suck up and down with a steady rhythm.
Chad shot her mouth so full of sperm that with each blast her cheeks bloated out.
She greedily swallowed every drop of his lusty spunk, and at the same time began to hump her pussy blissfully around Billy's hard prick to get the same honey from his balls.
Billy was almost too hot to cum!
In between watching Buck screw his Aunt Madge half out of her mind and watching his own mom sluttishly suck off his best friend not a foot away from him, his cock had turned into petrified meat!
But Mary had a deep letch to make Billy feed her starved pussy all of his nectar, and with that in mind she pushed him backwards on the floor and began fucking him in white heat.
Billy grinned, closed his eyes, put his hands behind his head and enjoyed to the hilt having his mom riding his horsy young prick like a champion female jockey!
No sounds filled the motel room now but the endless slurping noises of two pricks and two pussies working like the devil to find satisfcation any way they could.
On the bed, Madge could feel welts of joy breaking out along the walls of her slippery cunt. The enormous black prick that was ramming in and out of her sodden hole had already forced her pussy to spasm several times, making Buck's balls glisten wetly with her juice.
As for Buck, he seemed to be trying to prove that no damn white slit on earth could take what he had to offer for as long as he offered it. With his thick lips parted and his eyes narrowed in vengeful greed, he pounded the hot pussy until his nuts were slapping like eggplants against the rim of her ass.
Back on the floor, Billy's face had flushed and his tongue had wandered out of the corner of his mouth. He was getting fucked so well that the nipples of his flat male tits had hardened into knobs.
Chad had finally regained something of his normal lusty self-despite the fact that he'd had his cock sucked off twice. He lay stretched out on the floor beside Billy and his mom, watching with a slack grin the way Mrs. Parker's horny butt was thrusting up and down over her son's hips.
Chad felt his prick filling with blood again, and he began to stroke it with one hand-casually jacking off in rhythm with the hot fucking going on beside him.
Mary had seldom enjoyed such a screw before. With her swollen tits bouncing like balloons, she fucked with wilder and wilder abandon, titillated to the extreme by the dark, lustful grin on Billy's face.
After almost ten minutes of constantly making Billy's cock respond to the frictioning of her cloying cunt, Mary won her battle. With a throaty gasp, Billy unleashed his store house of sperm solidly up her blazing twat-giving her the kind of juicy douche her pussy craved!
Mary threw back her head and spasmed hard, meeting her precious little stud's flood of hotness with her own. And all of this while Chad watched, lewdly masturbating his own prick.
Meanwhile, on the bed the combined pleasures had mounted to make both Buck and Madge turn into Madhatters of lust. With one punishing thrust after another, Buck filled the quivering white pussy with gush after gush of sperm-enough to make a million nigger babies!
Madge gritted her teeth with joy as the oversized prick filled her cunt to the brim, making schlucking noises like a big boot coming out of mud.
When Buck was finished, he sullenly pulled his hugely swollen black prick from between the pouting lips of Madge's pussy. It came out like a big, wet sausage and dropped big-veined and exhausted between his legs.
Then Chad took Buck's place!
Despite the fact that Buck's gigantic tool had made Madge's cunt as loose as a pound of raw liver, Chad drove his healthy young cock as far up it as he could and began to fuck her the same way he would have a ten-year-old virgin!
like a Jezebel of old, Madge began to enjoy all over again the fun of being fucked by a teenaged boy who looked like an angel and fucked like the devil!
Her hot cunt sucked like a mouth as Chad pumped up and down between her legs.
Buck was still standing by the bed, his long black prick looking oily and huge above his balls.
The sight of the black cadet's remarkable penis made Madge gluttonous with need again, and when she crooked her finger at him, Buck grinned and strolled up to within inches of her face.
"Wanta suck on it?" Buck drawled, huskily.
He must have read her mind!
As Chad tom-tommed his cock in and out of her slit, Madge leaned up on her elbows and began to suck on Buck's soft black peter.
Buck stood with his arms down at his sides and his lanky legs spaded a few feet apart. He looked slyly down past his flat stomach at what Madge was doing with her mouth. She had over half of his slowly hardening prick in her munching lips and each time he felt the wetly worming stroke of her tongue his balls tightened a bit with lust.
Madge adored the size of the roguish cock that had pleasured her so deeply only moments before. She had learned from long and happy experience that nothing in the world tastes better to a wanton female like herself than the slightly funky savor of a young boy's aroused tool. So, with long, slow, greedy slurps she took as much of the husky dick as she could-and was rewarded by feeling it going from a fat, soft toy in her mouth to a stubborn club of hardness.
As Chad relentless fucked the minx-like cunt of Billy's aunt, he kept his rapt attention on the way she was giving Buck his blow job. like any normal guy, he admired the hell out of any prick bigger than his own-and Buck took all the blue ribbons in the book of cock size. With five inches of his horny prod buried out of sight in Madge's foaming mouth, there were still a good five inches left over!
Back on the floor, Mary had unhorsed herself from Billy's satisfied penis, and both she and her son were once again watching the good stuff being performed on the bed.
"Look at that," Billy breathed lustily. "I didn't know Aunt Madge had it in her to suck one bigger than mine."
"You don't know your relatives very well," Mary smiled, something tingling again inside her cunt at the sight of her big sister trying to gorge ten inches of stiff teenaged prick down her throat at the same time she was being joyfully fucked. "I think your Aunt Madge is the only female in the world who starts panting when she passes a parking meter."
Billy grinned at the joke.
After watching the bed scene for several more moments, Billy's trusty cock began to rise again. The hard balling his mom had treated his rod to had made the veins in it swell out almost abnormally-making his hard-on look so damned tempting to Mary that her lips began to water.
Billy saw the wistful look his mom was giving his freshly stiffened tool, and he knew exactly what she wanted.
"You ever pull a good sixty-nine with anybody?" he asked, grinning sexily over at Mary's flushed and heating face.
"Is that an invitation?" she managed.
"Damn right. I'm in the mood to eat your pussy any time of the day."
With the verbal foreplay done, Billy lay back and motioned for his mom to crawl her girlish body on top of his-positioning herself so that her cunt would be above his face and his prick sticking up into hers.
In seconds she was in the perverted pose with her lips ovaled over his stout cock, sucking so hard that anybody who looked could have seen his prick outlined against her cheeks.
Billy did his part like a trouper. He first pulled the ripe lips of his mom's heated cunt wide apart-so wide that he could see the coral, inner folds gleaming wetly and the hard bud of her clitoris sticking out like a red finger.
Then he put his mouth flush up into Mary's pussy and began injecting his tongue as deep up her hole as he could.
The novelty of having her cunt eaten at the same time she sucked a big-boy cock made goose pimples of joy break out over Mary's entire body. She felt her tits growing heavy and hot, and each time she went all the way down on Billy's prick the tips of her firm nipples touched his stomach.
Meanwhile, Madge was bringing Buck closer to an orgasm with every brazen lap of her tongue. Not wanting to get his rocks off while all that sucking was feeling so good, Buck would occasionally pull his madly stiffened tool slowly out of Madge's mouth and let it throb just out of reach. Then he would just as slowly point it back at her so that she could lick around the bulbous head of it.
Hard-working Chad pounded his prick between Madge's legs until his scrotum ached with pleasure, trying manfully to hold back his sperm until Buck wanted to shoot.
"C'mon, Buck!" Chad gasped, his buttocks thrusting in a blur of heat, "Feed the kitty!! "
Buck grinned, showing his perfect white teeth. He put both of his long-fingered black hands around Madge's whirring head and began to mouth-fuck her like a whore.
"Take my hot cream, baby," Buck muttered, barreling his enormous tool so far down the sucking throat in front of him that Madge's eyes popped wide open. "SUCK IT DOWN GOOD!"
It felt to Madge like a Roman candle was exploding against her tonsils!
Her lips, throat, and tongue were suddenly cauterized by the torrents of Buck's gushing balls, She gagged and moaned as one viscid spurt of cum after another poured through the powerful big prick lodged almost to the hairs inside her mouth.
It was all Chad needed to empty his own boiling juices into her cunt. With his tongue hanging out dog-fashion he pumped his lust-maddened cock deep into the swollen wet hole between Madge's legs and sprayed her womb like a fire hose!
Madge swooned in ecstasy as she got the best that four healthy, hot balls had to offer-and spasmed herself so deliciously that a milky liquid formed at the tips of her tits!
Blissfully unaware of the orgy being completed on the bed, Billy and his mom came with mutual pleasure to the end of their wild sixty-nining. Mary forced her horny son to surrender his spunk by holding his throbbing prick in both her hands and sucking only the head of it-while Billy's tongue kept up a staccato waltz deep inside her cunt.
They shared their steaming fluids with loud, hungry noises, coming to a halt only after every drop had been swallowed or licked away.
For several long moments following such a motel Saturnalia, nothing could be heard by the quick, hoarse breathing of several mouths here and there.
Everybody was too exhausted to move or speak.
Then Madge stirred. Since Chad had rolled off of her and onto his stomach, where he remained like a fallen comrade-in-arms, Madge couldn't resist the temptation to bend over and kiss his cute little ass. She even lingered a big longer than was necessary to show her gratitude for such a spirited screw, kissing not only both of Chad's firm buttocks over and over, but allowing her tongue to wander wetly and deeply into the crack of his ass-hole.
Chad's eyes fluttered open as he felt the lewd tribute being given to his sixteen-year-old butt, and despite the nerve-wracking cum he had just experienced, he felt his insatiable young cock stiffen again and push against the mattress under him!
Buck had remained standing where he had been when his prick unloaded into Madge's mouth, the big, dusky pole of dark meat hanging soft once again over his formidable balls.
Billy and Mary lay sprawled on the motel floor, cock and cunt temporarily out of commission.
So that again left only Chad and Madge to carry on the debauchery.
Growing more and more excited by what Billy's aunt was doing to his ass-hole, Chad lifted the rear of his body up so that he was on his knees. His trim buttocks were now in a very comfortable position for Madge to do anything she wanted with them.
And what she elected to do was to perform sodomy on him with her tongue!
It was not the first time Madge had experienced such an unorthodox form of sexual pleasure. She could remember very well persuading her teenaged paperboy to allow her such liberties. She also recalled that the grinning little scamp couldn't get enough of having his anus sucked after that!
Chad seemed cut from the same cloth as the paperboy. He even wriggled his ass like a duck as she plowed her tongue deeper into his forbidden trench.
It was Billy who first became aware that something new and exciting was going on in the room. In fact, when he saw what Madge was doing to his pal his blood quickened hotly.
Billy watched his Aunt Madge bury her face over and over between the stretched cheeks of Chad's ass-licking, sniffing, sucking, and obviously enjoying the shit out of him!!
Billy's prick stiffened into a horn of lechery.
He got off the floor and walked over to the bed, his cock so rigidly at attention that it barely wagged when he walked.
He wanted to fuck his Aunt Madge in her ass!
Far from finding it insulting that her adolescent nephew desired to explore her rectum with his large penis, Madge craved the notion!
Without really taking her suctioning lips away from Chad's sweet ass-hole at all, Madge positioned herself on the bed so that Billy could get his dick in her rear.
Inching her buttocks apart with his fingertips, Billy arrogantly thrust the head of his cock deep into her cleft. It went in so easily, he grinned!
It told how much and how often his delightful aunt had been fucked back there.
Billy pumped his big prick in all the way to the balls, and felt the wild pleasure of having the whole column of his tool squeezed like a hot fist. Then, holding the sides of her butt in both his hands, he began to corn-hole his mom's big sister with passionate thrusts of prick and nuts.
It was after Billy had been ass-fucking Madge for some time that Mary came to her senses-and in a way that made a lewd smile twitch up the corners of her lips.
Buck was on the floor with her, his long, thick, pink tongue wormed to the root between her buttocks-and three of his fingers crammed deep into her cunt. He pleasure her that way until her pussy was too hot to handle, and then he slipped his huge prick between her legs from the back and began to fuck her with slow, relaxed strokes.
She couldn't have asked for more if it had been Christmas!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
As much as Mary loved her big sister, she breathed a welcome sigh when Madge left town.
Not only was the Village beginning to whisper about that odd, sophisticated woman being trailed around the place by a cluster of adoring cadets they were beginning to also wonder who the hell Madge thought she was kidding!
Mary was also relieved to see Madge hit the road because Parents' Day at the military school was coming up-and somehow Mary just couldn't see Madge being around two hundred healthy handsome teenaged soldier-boys without Madge trying to win the Battle of Little Big Horn!
However, Mary had expected her own husband to go with her to see Billy and the rest of the cadets putting their best foot forward for the visiting parents.
But not Joe.
Not while there was one damn fish left in the lake.
"Honey, you don't need me there," Joe shrugged, untangling lures, fishhooks, and lines from the pile on the kitchen table. 'The fish are just beginning to bit. I gotta see if I can nab something to tell the boys back home about!"
It was like arguing with a rock.
"It's okay, Mom," Billy insisted, augmenting her father's excuse for not going, "I can show you around the school. I'm sure you'll have a good time."
Mary caught the quick wink from her ever scheming son, and later on when his dad was out of earshot, Billy whispered huskily into her ear: "Remember me telling you about Buzz Smith, our platoon leader? I'll fix you up with him today!"
"You mean right there at the school?" she hissed.
Billy grinned. "Hell yes. Old Buzz knows all the angles. He's had women all the time right on the campus-other guys' moms and sisters, mostly. You wouldn't believe what a make-out artist that good-looking stud is. He even fucked the Colonel's wife one whole weekend."
Buzz Smith sounded like a winner to Mary.
When Parents' Day came, Billy dressed up in his parade uniform and Mary dolled her freshly bathed and perfumed body up in a pink-and-white chiffon dress and wide-brimmed picture hat which made her look like a sweet and innocent Southern belle.
"Gee, Mom, you look great," Billy said, glancing at his beautiful mother from tip to toe with the kind of boyish look that told her he'd give anything to throw her a hot fuck.
"You're a handsome young thing, yourself," she crooned.
On the way to the school in the station wagon, Billy couldn't resist playing with her tits a little.
Since her breasts were still as firm as they had been when she was twenty, Mary had decided not to wear a bra-and that made Billy's job of toying with them just that much easier. With one hand slipped into the top of the frilly chiffon dress he found her right nipple and squeezed it until it was popping out firm and hot.
"You're such a naughty boy," Mary purred, trying to keep her hands steady on the steering wheel.
"Feels nice, you mean," Billy breathed, sinking the tips of his fingers into the swelling cone and kneading it like soft dough.
"Too nice-you're getting me into a condition."
"We can always pull off in the bushes and screw."
"Now you behave yourself," she admonished, smiling. "Do you want me to think I've raised a sex maniac?"
To make the joke longer, Billy panted his tongue out like a hunchbacked Igor in a horror movie and tweaked her big tit hungrily.
Then, pulling and tugging, he managed to make one bright, bloated, perky nipple peek out of the space between the buttons of her dress. He dipped his head over and caught the succulent pap between his lips-sucking noisily until the nipple was abnormally large and throbbing.
The excitement of having her tit serviced so well almost made Mary run off the road!
She managed to get the big wagon back on the road at the same time she pushed Billy's bobbing head away from her quivering tit.
He laughed and settled back on his side of the car.
"I'll be a good boy," he promised, huskily.
She thought about that, then reached over and patted the inordinate bulge which had grown at his crotch while he had her tit in his mouth.
"Just don't be too good," she said, softly.
They reached the school, and then Billy had to momentarily say good-bye to her. "After the parade, we'll grab some chow," he told her, "and then I told Buzz I'd slip you into the main cadre barracks."
"A barracks?" she echoed, uncertainly.
Billy smiled. "Don't sweat it, Mom. Buzz knows what he's doing."
"I certainly hope so."
"He does. By the way, Buzz will be the one marching in front of my platoon with a sword in his hands. Check him out."
She definitely intended to!
It seemed forever to her before the parade began. She had to mingle with the other boring parents, make small talk, pretend to be interested in the history and traditions of the school, and so forth.
But finally came the cadets.
She felt her heart pounding and her pussy tingling as row upon row of good-looking young males marched by-every one of them looking good enough to eat!
But it was when Billy's platoon snapped by that her randy clit came to attention under her panties. Besides Chad Horton, Buck Grimes, Jim Davis, and her charming Billy-there in front of them was the mean and sexy stud she had been told about.
Buzz Smith!
And he was the handsomest, sexiest, strongest looking young sonofabitch she'd ever laid her eyes on!
As Buzz marched by, his gorgeous body shown off to perfect advantage in the skin-tight uniform, Mary felt as if a bucket of Joe's fishing worms had been let loose inside her cunt. It itched and crawled with the compulsive desire to find out if Buzz Smith could fuck half as well as he could march!
After the parade, she and Billy joined the crowd for a special lunch in the mess hall. When he had a chance, Billy asked her what she thought of Buzz.
"He's almost as cute as you are," she lied.
"Bullshit," Billy whispered, grinning. "I can tell by that twinkle in your eyes that you can't wait to hustle his big prod."
She flushed but didn't argue the matter!
"To tell you the truth, Mom, I'm sort of jealous of letting Buzz get his hands on you. But that bastard can make it hellish for me if I don't. Know what I mean?"
"Don't worry," she said gamely. "Besides, what's a mother forif not help her boy in his hour of need."
"Now I've heard everything," Billy breathed helplessly.
The cadre barracks was set off from the rest of the ordinary barracks. That made it easier for Billy to stroll with his mom away from the others, and when he was sure the coast was clear he pushed her through the back door and told her to lock it behind her.
"Buzz will be in his room," he whispered. "Just knock on Room 13."
Mary half expected to see a hundred grinning cadets as she entered the barracks-but it was mercifully empty and quiet.
She did lock the door behind her, and then walked with echoing footsteps down the neat hallway until she came to the right room. With slightly trembling fingers, she rapped on the door.
Buzz Smith opened the door, and gave her a lazy, arrogant grin-showing strong teeth in a square jaw attached to a face handsome enough to go on posters.
"Come in, baby," he said, his voice sounding much older and huskier than his seventeen years!
She stepped into his room and he locked the door behind her.
There was nothing in the small room but a table, chair, and an army cot. But on the walls were dozens of fold-out nude pictures of women. It wasn't hard to see where Buzz Smith's mind was!
She turned to the wildly handsome cadet, and they sized each other up like cattle buyers. His dark eyes traveled slowly from her calves to her tits, and lingered there. On her part, she had trouble deciding which part of his uniformed body she liked best-the strongly muscled legs, the lean hips, the broad shoulders, or the movie-star face cute enough to melt the most frigid of cunts!
"Billy-boy tells me you're some crazy kind of piece of ass," Buzz announced, flatly.
She smiled. "Your, reputation isn't exactly out of Mother Goose, sweetie."
Buzz blinked his eyes, then broke out into a wide grin. "Hey, you're all right. I thought you'd be-uh-scared shitless, or something."
Of what?
"Of getting that nympho pussy of yours fucked by a real pro like me."
She returned his superior male smile with a catty grin of her own. "You talk a good screw, hero-but can you back it up with a little action?"
She watched his eyes narrow. She had thrown the ultimate challenge to him!
"Show me some of the merchandise, baby," he growled, "and I'll see if you deserve the Buzz Smith Super Special-or just a plain, old-fashioned dicking."
She could feel her tits firming as she reached down and curled her fingers around the hem of her dress. She lifted it up slowly, teasingly-revealing her hose and finally her panties. Then she leaned back against the cot behind her and gave the greedy young stud a wink.
"like what you see so far?" she purred, softly.
The good-looking cadet obviously did like a mature female who knew what she wanted. The front of his tight military pants began to bulge!
He reached out for her jutting tits and began to squeeze them like ripe melons.
Just the touch of his strong fingers made Mary's tits swell heatedly, and the nipples grew coarse and fat. But when Buzz Smith slipped one hand down and rubbed her plump pussy through her thin panties she went a tiny bit wild.
"Take off your clothes," she husked, "I can't wait to see that gorgeous body of yours!"
He grinned and stepped away from her. "I want you stripped for this, too, doll. I'm gonna fuck you right!"
The next few seconds saw nothing but a whirlwind of clothes being tossed off. The horny cadet even took his watch and socks off!
Mary sucked in her breath when she got the first look at the classic, teenaged build. He looked like something the Greeks might have sculpted in their most precious marble-six delicious feet of hard body decorated between his muscular legs with a cock that made her cunt shimmer with desire.
"God," she crooned, "what a big, beautiful thing that is!"
He glanced down proudly at the enormous, perfectly shaped prick rising from the nap of hair at its root. It was the kind of horse-sized cock that pussies around the world dreamed about.
And it was all hers!
"Wanta suck on that big hunk of meat, honey?" he whispered, spreading his strong legs wider apart so that she could also see what nice balls he had to go with it.
Without so much as a nod to him, she took the hurried steps necessary to kneel in front of his magnificent and naked body and quickly brought her hungry mouth up to the large, pink head of his prick.
Rolling her tongue out like a circus clown, she began to lick around the spongy head of his penis-lapping up and down, back and forth, sideways!
He put his fists on his hips and grinned down at her, watching another horny female lather up his outsized prick with her tongue. And he loved it!
"Atta baby," he breathed huskily, "show me how much you want that pussy-pleaser. Suck it with your hot mouth. Make it good and stiff!"
With her cheeks flushing a carnal pink and her eyes half-closed in lewd pleasure, Mary ovaled her mouth around the tasty column of lovely meat and began to suck him with deep, powerful contractions of her tongue and throat.
As if somebody had oiled her windpipe, Mary began sliding all of the huge cock into her mouth. She took him right to his balls, and then some. And with each silken sucking his sturdy cock grew fatter and longer, one big vein traversing the side of it like a snake.
"Yeah, eat me," he husked. "Suck it, you oversexed old slut!"
Instead of insulting her with his slurred words, he only made her more excited!
She slurped like a witch on his thick peter, trying with all her might to milk his big balls dry.
The longer she drew out the blow-job,-the closer she brought him to his selfish peak of pleasure. To stimulate him even more she clasped the cheeks of his beautiful ass and dug her fingers deep into the firm flesh. Then she powered her mouth wantonly back and forth, taking so much of his throbbing cock that she looked like she had come down with the mumps!
Nobody-not even Buzz Smith-could take that kind of prick-sucking forever.
With a low growl of lust he clasped his hands around the sides of her head and held her like a football as he directed the way he wanted her to suck. He pushed her face so far in over his prick that her nose touched his stomach and his balls dragged against her chin.
"I'm cummin' ! " he gasped. "Take it in your mouth, whore! Drain my hot nuts dry!! "
With one final sigh and grunt he went into a kind of squat and rammed his hellish organ balls-deep into her mouth. At the same instant his balls exploded with pent-up passion and she experienced the rare and joyous pleasure of having the best-looking seventeen-year-old stud in the world shoot her throat full of boiling sperm!
Jet after jet of his horny spunk splashed thickly against her tonsils, and she sputtered and gagged in a vain attempt to swallow it all.
When his violent discharges were finally over, he pulled his veined and swollen prick wetly out of her mouth while she continued to lick it-using her tongue in such rapid and hungry laps that it sounded like a baby slapping its hands together.
"Enough of that shit," he breathed, pushing her head away from the head of his still stubbornly erected penis. "It's time to find out if that cunt of yours is half as good as that dumb ass son of yours says it is."
She felt the petals of her pussy thicken with wet desire.
"Get on the cot," he commanded arrogantly. "Throw your fucking legs apart and spread your hairy hole."
She followed his erotic directions like a born trooper!
But before he allowed her the pleasure of his company, he insisted on one final rite of the lusty male. He came over to the side of the bed, reversed himself, and stuck his hard, naked buttocks into her face.
"Kiss it for luck," he growled threateningly.
As she leaned her head up to the crack of his ass-hole, she saw something that made her hormones sizzle. Tattooed on either cheek of his perfect butt were blue propellers!
With a throb of both her heart and cunt, she pushed her lips solidly up against his anus and gave him a lingering, mushy kiss.
"That's nice," he whispered.
He pulled his buttocks away from her face and walked around to the foot of the cot, stroking his heroic prick into a proud club. When it was stiff as a horizontal bar of iron, he crawled between her legs and thrust it crudely between the seething lips of her slit.
Without pausing once for her benefit he pumped his muscular tool all the way up to his balls, bringing her already yeasty pussy so close to an orgasm that she moaned like a harlot.
Then he began fucking her with stiff, savage thrusts.
Seconds later she threw back her head in panting ecstasy and spasmed so hard that she made his balls quiver.
He kept fucking her, getting even deeper into her womb with each lubricated stroke.
From the sidelines he looked like an Olympic swimmer doing pushups. His youthful, powerful young body rose and fell with a perfect rhythm-and with each and every thrust he was driving his burly prick so far up her sleek, sappy twat that his stomach grazed her own.
She was lifted time and again to brimming heights of sexual joy, using all the power she had to make her cunt suck his big cock like a mouth. And each time she was rewarded with the kind of loin-wrenching orgasm that would have made a less experienced female faint!
Finally the sheer, animal joy of being so royally fucked made her hoist her legs high up over his humping back and hold him in her clutches like an amorous crab!
He shifted higher until his knees were pressed flush with her hips, and that gave his propeller-driven buttocks the kind of obscene leverage he needed to really cream her cunt.
He fucked her now with such short, brutal thrusts that his balls smacked loudly against her ass.
"OOOHHHhhh, stop!" she squealed. "I can't stand it! It's making me c-c-cum!"
"Shut up, you whoring slut," he hissed.
Her pussy roared like a freight train into one foaming spasm after another, covering his large balls with salty hotness. Feeling her cunt turn grainy against his sliding hard-on made him grin.
"One more time, lady," he puffed into her ear. "The next time you cum, I'll give you all I've got!"
She wondered if she could ever make her slit feel as good as it did now!
With a whimpering, sobbing sigh of need, she dug her fingers into his biceps and lifted her mouth up to his face. Without actually kissing him, she used her tongue like a wet mop to lick his eyes, nose, chin, jaw. She was still lapping like a crazed kitten when he brought her once more to the peak of riotous orgasm.
This time he joined her fun.
Just at the apex of her wildest joy, he plowed his grizzly prick straight up her womb and shot his balls off with savage fury.
Her cunt burned and boiled as molten spunk deluged from the tip of his cock, flooding the channel of her pussy until it was running like gravy out around the gorged lips of her sex.
When he was finished fucking her, he pulled out and wiped his barmy tool clean.
She still lay on the cot, legs sagged apart, her cunt wide open and damn near smoking.
"Well, I've had better," he said, casually, "but I guess you'll do for an over-the-hill whore."
"She couldn't let that go by.
"Uh-huh," she purred cattily, "but the next time around, honeybunch, I want the Buzz Smith Super Special or nothing!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
"It's beautiful," Mary breathed happily, "but I'm sure it must have cost a small fortune. You boys shouldn't have done it."
"It didn't cost that much, Mom," Billy said. "Besides, you've been so nice to me and my pals that we wanted to show you we appreciated it."
The object Mary was holding and admiring so enthusiastically was a silver hors d'oeuvres tray with "A SUMMER TO REMEMBER" etched in Old English letters in the center, and surrounded by more plainly inscribed names of Billy Parker, Chad Horton, Jim Davis, and Buck Grimes.
"You guys are real softies," Joe Parker grunted, looking at the tray as if it were a glup of shit. "In my time we'd have given the little old lady a bear hug and a big smeary kiss. Heh, heh!"
"I guess we're not quite up to being as wild as you were, Pops," Billy said, winking slyly at his friends.
"Yeah, well, one of these days some cute little filly will walk by you dumb birds and you'll discover you got hair on your legs."
"Hey, that's a good way to put it, Mr. Parker," Chad said.
"But it was nice of them to come by on our last day," Mary insisted. "Don't you think it was nice, Joe?"
"Yeah, sure."
"I'll sure be sorry to see ya'll go," Buck Grimes admitted, his husky Negro voice sounding faintly erotic. "I sure did like eating your muffins, Miz Parker!"
"Muffins?" Joe echoed. "What muffins?"
Mary quickly did her bit. "Oh-uh-I made the boys some of my Cherry Tart Muffins."
"I liked the cherry part best," Jim Davis grinned.
"I'll take tarts anytime of the day or night," Billy quipped.
"And I'll eat anything," Chad offered with a sexy smile.
"That's all you boys think about," Joe grunted. "Eat this, eat that-I'll bet you dream about eating."
As her husband blathered on-not knowing what kind of word-game the four handsome cadets were playing with him-Mary could feel one cloying surge of need after another throbbing high up through her cunt.
It was her last chance to get fucked by all four of her darling young studs-and her husband was standing there in the kitchen of their mobile home wasting all their valuable time.
Today Joe was dressed for the big one again, wearing a net, creel, and fly box over rubber waders and a fishing vest!
But out of the blue Joe Parker provided the best gift of all for Mary's last day at camp-a gift that made the silver tray look indeed like a pile of horse hocky.
"I got an idea," Joe drawled. "Why don't you ask your pals to come visit us, Billy. That military prison you boys are in closes down for a month in September. I don't see any reason why the four of you can't come stay with us." He glanced at his wife. "We'll show 'em a good time, won't we?"
"I-I certainly can try," Mary managed, happy enough with the idea to bust her tits!
Billy took a quick vote, and every cadet present vowed that he could spend at least a week or two of his vacation with the Parkers.
"Settled, then," Joe said, clumping toward the door in his big fishing boots.
"Mighty white of you, Mr. Parker," Buck called, his black face wreathed in a grin. "I sure will do my best to help Miz Parker out around the house. I'll do all the work, and she can just lay back and enjoy it!"
"Good boy," Joe nodded.
The second Joe was out of sight in his jeep, the cadets dissolved with laughter, slapping their knees at the joke they were playing on Billy's dad.
"Christ, are we gonna have FUN when you guys come for a visit," Billy beamed. "Right, Mom?"
"like a barrel of monkeys," she purred.
"Now that Dad is gone," Billy continued, obviously the spokesman for the group, "we're ready to tell you about the second part of your going-away present, Mom."
"Second part?" she repeated, hopelessly trying to fight back the itch tormenting her pussy.
"Yeah, the guys and I wanta have a cunt-fucking contest. We thought you might be vaguely interested in helping us out."
Would she?!
"It was my idea," Buck insisted proudly. "Me and my brothers done it once with that old white widow lady I was telling you about. She just about went out of her Scarlett O'Hara skull before we got that contest over."
"You tell her the rules, Buck," Billy grinned.
Buck licked his heavy lips with a swipe of his pussy-hungry tongue. "What we do, ma'am, is we line up with our peters nice and hard, and then we each of us has one minute to get our cocks into your hot hole and fuck like a rabbit before we has to pull out to make way for the next one. We keep it up until somebody cums, Course, you're cumming don't count. You can cum just as much as you wants to."
"What do you think, Mom?" Billy asked huskily.
She gave her four under-aged-sex-slaves a sultry smile. "All I can say is, it sure beats the hell out of ring-around-the-rosy!"
With the ground rules established, all of them hopped out of their clothes. Once more Mary found herself in the most enviable position imaginable-bare assed naked and surrounded by four horny teenaged boys with pricks throbbing to taste her pussy.
If the PTA could only see her now!!
"Hey, Mom," Billy breathed, holding his oversized hard cock with one hand like a club, "why don't you sort of sit on the edge of the kitchen table and spread your legs apart. That way we can take you standing up."
"Good thinking," she crooned.
She sassed her nude buttocks up on the table, spread her legs like a big nutcracker so that her cunt yawned open, wet and pink, and then leaned back to support herself on her arms.
"Fire when ready," she said, smiling.
The lineup was Chad, Jim, Billy, and Buck!
Billy told her to watch the kitchen clock arid make sure that no stiff prick stayed in her cunt more than one minute at a time.
"And don't cheat," Billy grinned.
Chad stepped up first, his big and boyish cock erected stiffly out from his balls. On cue he rammed his penis solidly up into the squishy hotness of her cunt and began to fuck her with rapid, breathless thrusts.
Her pussy reveled in the delicious friction Chad's large tool produced, but just as it was really beginning to feel good, his time was up!
It was Jim Davis' turn next, and when the beautiful blonde cadet stabbed his fat prick into her slobbering slit she gave out a soft, low moan that made the others smile.
Jim screwed her like the hot little Trojan he was, making her randy old clitoris rise up firm and wet before he pulled his boldly stiffened peter reluctantly out.
Billy took his mom next. So familiar was he with her hairy snatch that with one husky stroke he buried his sturdy cock into her to the balls. Then he held her by the buttocks and fucked her aroused cunt so well that when his minute was up and he pulled his swollen rod out of her he had to use force to make her sodden pussy release him.
Her cunt was itching like fire by the time Buck stepped up and drove his enormous black dick into the sappy hole. She was wildly grateful that Buck was last. Her pussy was ready for a horse-sized cock!
Only seconds after Buck began his powerful fucking of her succulent twat, she threw back her head and spasmed strongly. Her pussy constricted like a warm, soapy fish around the black pole of meat fucking it, and when Buck finally pulled his hard column out of her, her cunt drooled and trickled juices.
Chad followed Buck, and the round-robin of screwing started all over again!
It took almost thirty minutes by the kitchen clock for even one of the lusty teenaged pricks to build up enough titillation to shoot-and the dubious honor went to Chad Horton. On his sixth go-around his cock was throbbing like a hot poker. He stabbed it ball deep into Mary's frothing cunt and shot her a wad of sperm that splashed like lava against her womb.
With the contest officially over, each of the other horny cadets stepped up between her waiting legs and fucked their nuts off. Before the last hard prick pulled out of her sudsy slit she had received all their nectar with all the greed and aplomb of a whore.
Billy wiped his mom's streaming cunt dry with a kitchen towel, keeping his eyes on her swollen, big-nippled tits all the while.
Mary's beautiful boobs caught the attention of Buck Grimes, too. "Hey, how about having a big tit-sucking contest next," Buck suggested.
"Good idea," Billy grinned.
For the following twenty minutes Mary was treated to one of the most stimulating experiences possible. Four boys-two at her tits at a time-sucked her love-paps until they were the size of huge red plums. When they finally tired of the lascivious little game they left her nipples sticking out like horns, wet and sparkling.
"It's my turn for a contest," Mary slurred huskily.
"Sure, Mom," Billy assured her. "Just name it."
"I want to give all four of you young studs blow-jobs."
"Hot damn," Chad grunted.
"How do you want us, Mom?" Billy asked.
Mary already had that one figured out!
"Get in a circle," she demanded, "and I'll be in the middle!"
By positioning herself on her knees with the four naked cadets crowded around her from all directions, Mary found herself in the delightful dilemma of having to decide which stalwart cock to eat first!
She solved her weighty problem in the same way they had solved theirs earlier. She merely made the rounds from north to west, and south to east-sucking on one savory hard-on until it threatened to ejaculate, then moving on to the next!
The boys were enjoying her little game to the hilt. They looped their arms around each other's shoulders like musketeers of lust and let her feed on their outsized pricks until her tongue was raw.
She got Jim Davis' spunk first, lapping at his darling hard cock as he shot her throat full of clean white sperm.
Next she gobbled down Chad's load, taking his coltish young penis to the balls as he pumped glut after glut against her tongue.
Then Buck Grimes' huge black peter saluted her talented mouth, discharging with such force that her cheeks puffed out like a frog's.
And finally she persuaded her lusty Billy to give her a real taste of what heaven and hell must be like by cramming every immense inch of his beautiful big prick down her throat and tickling his balls with her fingertips until he exploded with passion.
Billy's lecherous, boiling nuts provided a cornucopia of sperm for her. She gagged and choked as his torrents of hot seed flooded her lungs.
When it was over, her four sexy studs stood with their pricks swollen and drooping, wet and glistening from the oven-like warmth of her hungering mouth.
"Man," Chad groaned, wagging his sensitized cock between his fingers like a baton, "I can't wait for vacation. They say getting your dick sucked off regularly makes it grow bigger. If that's the case, I oughta be hung like old Buck and Billy by the time we get back to school."
"Yeah," Buck grinned, "and my black prod oughta be about the size of a fuckin' telephone pole."
"How about you, Mom?" Billy asked happily. "Do you think sucking a cock makes it grow bigger?"
She took a ragged, cheerful breath. "Let's put it this way, honey. It may be a lousy theory to prove-but it's a damn fun theory to practice!! "
