In a way, she hated the way the kids at school were always talking about sex. Nothing but sex. And, then again, she was glad that they did talk about it, because she really wanted to learn as much as she could.
Ruth was already aware that she could arouse fabulous sensations in her own body by masturbating and she had been doing that for years, but now she was sure that she was ready for something else. At fourteen years of age she knew that her beautiful breasts were rather spectacular and her legs were enough to drive the guys wild, but she knew even more than that.
She was a honey blonde with a very pretty face and an alluring body and while she was very young in years, the age-old wisdom of the female in search of sexual thrills gleamed in her eyes and affected most of the males who saw her, she suspected.
She knew enough about sex now to know when she was turning a guy on and it seemed to her that every boy who looked at her in school got ideas. She didn't mind that. She was just too ignorant about things and she was scared to death of getting pregnant so she spent most of her free time playing with her own glands and that was enough for the time being.
It was a glorious Saturday morning and her parents were not at home. Her mother was working and her father was gone for the day on a fishing trip. Ruth had told Olive, one of her close friends, that she could come over for the day and she knew that Olive was going to bring Petey, her dumb boyfriend along, too. And maybe that would turn out to be fun, anyway.
Olive had been telling her a lot of things about sex and she was pretty sure that Olive was far advanced and quite candid about things. Olive was always talking about the things that she and Petey were doing all the time and Olive had even promised that she could watch them fooling around and she would not have to get involved. She was pretty sure that having someone watch was a thing with Olive. Ruth's friend was a real little hot pants and while she was a real beautiful young girl, was always looking for trouble and it was inevitable that some of it should find her.
Somehow, just knowing that Olive and Petey were going to visit, made her want to look her very best and she put some eyeliner on and a touch of lipstick and when she stood up straight in front of her mirror the way her boobs stuck right out sort of made her feel proud. She looked at the reflection of her face and she saw that she was indeed very lovely and young and virginal-looking but her big, blue eyes were dancing with excitement.
She was handling her boobs feeling them through her tight sweater, when the doorbell rang and she went downstairs to let Olive in.
There was no one with Olive and she was glad of that. She wanted a chance to talk to Olive and ask questions and find out things before Petey showed up. She liked Petey but not for herself. He was a big boy and he and Olive had been going steady for a long time and they had been making out for a long time, too. And Olive thought that it was time for her best girl friend to learn how boys and girls could do things and make out and everything else. Some of the things that Olive talked about were bound to be fantasy, Ruth was sure.
"Hi, Ruthie," Olive said.
"Hi, Olive," Ruthie said.
They stared at each other for a moment and she could see that Olive was excited, stirred up a little about something and she wondered if she looked scared to Olive.
Olive stepped inside the house and closed the door; they walked into the living room and
Olive sat on one of the footstools, got a pack of cigarettes out of her purse and they both lit up.
"I don't know why," Olive said, grinning, "Taut I am so excited and worked up and all, I can hardly think."
"Well sure," Ruth said. "That's only natural."
"It isn't that," Olive said, slowly, practically shaping the words with her mouth. "It is just that Petey and I have been making out and doing stuff for a long time now, but we ain't never had anybody watch us while we were doing it. That makes me blaze, somehow."
Ruthie was shaking and her mouth was dry with a spirit of sexual excitement that was greater than anything she had ever had to cope with in the past. It overwhelmed her and she simply sat down on the couch and smiled at Olive. Words were beyond her and she could feel the juices running in her loins, wetting her crotch and her legs and she wished that she was not so easily affected. Olive was in bad shape, too, and she could see that her girl friend was very much agitated.
The doorbell rang and Ruthie got up so that she could answer it. Olive sat up straighter and she was taking deep breaths as she tried to get herself under control.
"That will be Petey," Olive said. "You let him in and I will light us both fresh cigarettes."
Ruthie grinned at Olive. Her friend was not making much sense, really, but she didn't feel that she wanted to talk much about anything either.
She went to the door and opened it; Petey was standing on the porch. He grinned at her and she could see that he was really staring at her boobs. That unnerved her somehow.
She knew that Petey liked her but she had never thought about him except in connection with Olive. He was, a big boy, not too bright, but Olive seemed to be quite happy with him.
He followed her inside the house and he found Olive and she gave him a grin and when he pulled her up onto her feet so that he could kiss her, Olive shivered, kind of, and Ruth could see that Olive really had the hots.
She was having trouble breathing and it was just like it was when she was going to pet herself. Olive was trembling and her skin was hot and dry and her legs were shaky, just the way Ruth always got when she got turned on. She watched Petey and Olive necking up a storm and wished that she had someone like Petey. She knew, from the things that Olive said, that they got along very well together and knew, too, that Olive loved to have fun with Petey.
She was always bragging about his big cock and the way it felt when he put it into her and she was sure that Olive was exaggerating a little bit Nothing on the face of the earth could ever be as good or as crazy wild with sensation as the things that Olive described. Olive had to be a bit far out.
Ruth sat down on the edge of the living room couch and watched the way Olive and Petey were swapping spit and necking it up; then she saw Olive put her hand against Petey's crotch and Petey gasped and caved and Olive sighed with very real bliss. She began undoing his zipper and then her little hand was inside of his pants and Ruthie could see that Olive was holding his dick and moving her hand up and down on it. Petey was still kissing her and groaning all the while she was holding him. He shivered and then he moved away and he reached down and took Olive's hand from his loins.
"I'll pop if you keep it up," he said. "Okay," Olive said.
She took her hand away but Ruthie could see that she was reluctant about doing it. Petey opened his eyes and he was kissing Olive and staring at her while he did it and it was such a sexy thing it almost made Ruth cream in her pants. She had never thought much about Petey but maybe she would do some thinking about him now.
Petey stopped kissing Olive and his lips seemed to be a bit swollen and red from Olive's lipstick. He had a silly look on his face and a stupid grin, too.
"Why don't we go into the bedroom and see what we can do for ourselves?" Petey said.
Ruthie wanted to say something easy, but her mouth was all out of whack and she couldn't make her mind work properly. She turned without saying anything and she led the way to her own bedroom. They followed her and she could see that Petey and Olive were holding hands and Petey sure liked Olive. It really showed in the way he held her and the way he kissed her and she supposed that they were pretty familiar with each other's body and all.
As soon as tBey got into the bedroom, Petey sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Olive down on top of him and he began necking her again while his hands patted her svelte rump. Olive was sure liking it, too.
Ruth meant to offer to go away and let them have their fun in privacy but she never got around to saying the words and she just stood, trembling and trickling, as she watched Petey's hands flip Olive's skirt up around her ears and then his hands were pushing the sheer panties down over the plump globes of bewitching girl flesh and then his fingers went deep into the cleft of rosy ovals and she could see Olive squirming in delicious agony as Petey's fingers slid into her little clam.
She was suddenly weak and overcome by passions too raw to stifle and she simply sat and watched the two of them while her hand slid into her own valley and her fingertip found her clit with a practiced ease. They weren't paying any attention to her at all and she squirmed in sheer bliss as her fingers induced an orgasm of exceptional intensity. She was gasping and panting for breath but they were, too, and she could see that Olive's legs were apart and Petey was sliding his big fat finger into Olive's hairy hole and she was wriggling her hips around on him and, even as she watched, she could see that Olive was coming-just from Petey's finger.
And then Ruth was having another orgasm of her own and she lost track of things for a while.
She regained senses after a while and noticed that Petey and Olive were sitting up on the bed and they were smoking cigarettes and that was probably what had made her alert to what was going on around her.
"I wish you guys wouldn't smoke in here," she said. "If my folks get a whiff of it they will raise hell with me." She looked concerned.
"Don't worry," Olive said, "we'll air the place out before we go, and Petey has some stuff that we can burn to hide the smell of the butts. Incense."
She smiled at Olive then and when Olive handed her a cigarette, she took it. Petey lit it for her and she could see that he was still very much interested in her boobs. He was staring at them and when Olive saw that she reached out and got her hand on Petey's cock. He was grinning with pleasure as Olive began handling him and then he lifted his hips up and shucked his pants and his shorts off and the girls just sat and stared at his big cock and his huge balls. Petey is hung like a bull, all right, she thought. Olive had said that quite often and it was apparently the truth. She was not at all sure how a bull was hung but she could see that Petey had a big cock.
Olive bent over and she kissed the tip of Petey's cock and Ruthie could see that it was oozing juice and when Olive licked at the little hole in it Petey shivered and moaned and he was sure liking it.
"Go ahead," Petey said. "Suck it, baby."
Olive gave the red tip of Petey's cock a long, lingering lick and then her mouth slid down over the tip of it and she was looking up into
Petey's eyes. She reached out and crushed her cigarette in the ashtray and when she took her mouth off Petey's cock, Ruthie could see that it was dribbling juice.
"Please," Petey said, in a tortured voice. "Suck it, baby. Please."
Olive pressed her mouth against his lips and she squeezed his stiff cock. He winced and groaned again.
"Will you fuck me the way I like it later?" Olive asked.
Petey nodded and Olive kissed him again contentedly. She bent her head and Ruthie watched in great fascination as Olive began sliding her mouth up and down on Petey's cock. He was gasping and panting and moaning and then his hips bounced up and down on the bed and Olive had to hold on to his cock as he really began to thresh around and then he was whimpering in agony and Olive was swallowing and her hand was jerking him off fiercely and Ruthie could see some of Petey's juice sliding out of Olive's mouth and for some strange reason she envied Olive and she wanted to be the one devouring Petey.
It came to her as a pleasant surprise when she realized that she was pulsating fiercely with glorious spendings and her own loins were drenching her sweet young flesh and she wasn't even touching herself. Olive was still sucking Petey's cock and she was watching and she was licking her lips and aching with desire to suck Petey's cock, too.
That was not part of her bargain, she knew. She and Olive had talked about things and she had agreed not to get involved in any way, she was just to observe but she couldn't help wondering how much fun it could be if she did get involved.
She was sitting in one of the chairs in her room and she saw that Petey was smiling at her. He crooked his finger at her and she got up and walked over to the bed. He reached out and grabbed her and the next thing she knew, she was on the bed beside him and he had his hand up under her skirt and she was squirming and writhing in sudden torment but it was a delicious torment and she was enjoying every second of his touch. He found the hole between her legs and then he was shoving his fat finger in and out and his thumb was rubbing on her clit and she heard a weird, wild screeching sound in her ears and she finally realized that it was a noise that she was making. She was coming in his hand and Olive was sucking his cock and it was all very complicated and she just didn't care any more.
Olive took her mouth off of Petey's cock but she was not quite conscious of what was going on and she didn't notice that her Petey had his hand up under Ruthie's dress. And then she did notice and just smiled. Petey was really using his hands on her and when he pried her legs apart, she didn't fight him any. She just didn't have anything to fight with any more.
Her whole body was blazing with passions and wild sexual demands that she didn't quite understand, but she wasn't too eager to try to think about things. Petey was making her climb the walls with eager sensations and he seemed to know it. Olive twisted around so that she could put her breasts on Petey's chest and then she was necking with him and the two of them were as hot as a blazing fire. Petey was shoving-his finger in and out of her and when she came he sort of laughed and then he sat up and Olive did, too, and they were both staring at her but they were liking her, too, so it didn't matter.
Petey put his hands on her breasts and she moaned and the very last vestige of strength left her and she knew that they were going to do things to her and she just didn't care.
Petey's fingers undid her blouse and it seemed to Ruthie that Olive was helping to get her undressed. She didn't think that Olive should do that but she just couldn't talk. They took her blouse away from her and then her bra and when she saw the look of startled admiration on Petey's face she was suddenly proud of her beautiful breasts. They were not too large, but they were shaped like little bullets pushing away from her rib cage, the nipples little nubbins of deep pink flesh hardly bigger than the erasers on new pencils. They were nested in rosettes that were tiny, too. Petey began handling her breasts and he was squeezing them, hurting them, but she was on fire, too sexually aroused to care what he did to her. Olive sat back and watched as Petey began sucking the nipples, one at a time. He was holding one breast in his palm, squeezing it and she could feel the hot, leaping sensations racing all through her body and each time he squeezed her breast and sucked her nipple, she came in a quick, eager response and he seemed to know it.
She was left with her skirt the only item of apparel still on her body and that was twisted up around her waist. Olive managed to get that off of her and then they pushed her down onto the bed and the two of them were examining her privates while Petey's finger teased her clitoris into a state where she was moaning and coming steadily and they both knew it.
"She has a cute little cunt, Petey dear," Olive said, smiling. "And, I don't care What you do with her, just so you take good care of me."
Ruth was staring at them, unable to say anything and Petey seemed to know it and he seemed to be liking her very much and that made her feel good. He rubbed her clit with his palm as he slipped his finger into her opening. She shivered with a violent seizure and then she was coming in the biggest orgasm she had had yet. He bent over and he kissed her on the mouth and she even enjoyed that.
"Olive wants to get fucked up the ass," Petey said. "She goes ape over that. And, she gets more fun out of that than anything. You and I can do anything at all and it will be all right with Olive, just so she gets fucked the way she-likes it. Right up her cute little ass."
A wave of sensuality and sexual bliss swept over Ruth; her mind went haywire and she was not able to think very clearly for a time. Then she realized that Petey was kissing and licking her bare body and she was wriggling and squirming in delicious anguish. Petey's fingers were buried deep in her crotch and she could feel it every time he moved them. He was rubbing her clit with the ball of his finger as he rammed it in and out of her twat and she seemed to be having a steady, sustained orgasm of exceptional intensity. She clung to Petey and her mouth was working and crawling against his. back and his hips, anywhere that she could reach. She noticed, after a while, that Olive was again sucking Petey's cock and her hands and nails were busy plucking at his balls and she tried to keep track of things but she just could not manage to do it.
Everything was just too nice and intense and pleasant and then she felt Petey's wet mouth right on her sexual parts and his tongue was flicking at her clit and then slipping into her hole and she moaned and whimpered and burst like a too ripe boil. She was grinding her hips against his mouth and he was holding her buttocks in his big hands and then she felt one of his big fingers sliding into her back hole and the sensation was so nice, so different and so utterly delightful she simply yelped like a little dog and then her whole body shook violently and another orgasm of massive proportions made her whole midsection clench and squirm and she realized that she had just felt the most wonderful sensation of all.
The orgasm that Petey's efforts induced in her knocked her out for a time and she sprawled on the bed, resting, nearly asleep and she knew that Petey and Olive were making it and she wanted to watch them doing it but she was just too drowsy to do much of anything. She was filled with a sense of sensual euphoria and it was just too wonderful to sleep through so she made a very real effort to rouse herself.
She sat up and when she saw that Petey and Olive were having a cigarette, she took one, too and when Olive smiled at her, she smiled back.
"You're learning," Olive said. "Petey says you really had a time for yourself. I'm glad."
"I was only going to watch," Ruthie said, forlornly.
"Yeah," Petey said. "But this is lots more fun."
He was sitting on the bed and his cock was all red and stiff and she ached with the desire to handle it and she even wanted to taste it. Olive seemed to know exactly what she had in mind because she took Ruthie's hand and she put it around Petey's cock and as soon as she started to pump her little fist up and down the way Olive did, she could feel the sap running out of the little hole and she was shivering and quaking with an eager desire that almost forced her into doing what she wanted to do.
"You could suck it a little, honey," Petey said, smiling at her.
Olive was staring at her with a bright, smiling gaze and she was so nervous and crazy souped up on sex she just didn't know what to do.
"Petey-likes to get sucked off a lot," Olive said. "Go ahead, I'll teach you how to do it."
She looked at Petey's face and she smiled nervously but she was handling his cock with one hand and playing with his balls with the other and Pete was beginning to squirm and writhe and she knew that he was eager to have her do anything that she might want to do to him.
She bent down and kissed the tip of his cock and her tongue touched the opening and she began to taste the material that was flowing steadily from the tiny opening and she liked the taste. She knew that most girls liked to suck a boy's cock and once she actually began doing it she could sure understand why that could be true. She enjoyed doing it too.
Olive was saying things to her, teaching her and she tried to do the things that Olive was saying, like move her mouth up and down so that she was giving head, then moving her tongue back and forth, and she seemed to be doing it all very nicely. Petey was groaning and gasping and she knew that Olive was going ape just watching her suck Petey's cock. Then Olive was pushing her face into Petey's crotch and she was licking the coot of his cock, and licking his balls, too, and then Olive got her mouth way down there and she could see Olive's red tongue sliding in and out of Petey's ass-hole and then he was gushing into her mouth and she could taste him and swallow him and she went out of her skull with frenzies and pure sexual bliss. She knew that her own crotch was alive and working with great zeal and she was having a grand time and when she finally became aware of Petey's hands trying to push her off of his cock she guessed that she had gone a little haywire.
Petey was hurt. He moved away from both girls and Olive laughed at the look on his face.
"She's new at it, Petey," Olive said. "She will learn how to do it just right in no time at all."
She saw that Petey was shaking and she was shaking, too, and she wanted to apologize to Petey, because she knew that she would want to suck him some more, but she was not able to say anything at all.
"She's already good," Petey said. "She just goes nuts after she gets going good at it. She almost sucked my balls right out of me. She's got to learn to take it easy when a guy pops."
"You did all right yourself," Olive said, a bit spitefully. "You almost sucked her cunt raw, so don't complain."
Petey laughed and then he put his cigarette out in the ashtray and he reached for Olive. She crawled on top of him and he began necking with her and Ruthie watched the two of them and she knew that she was wishing that Petey was her boyfriend and she could have him with her all of the time. She would sure have lots of fun then, she figured. She would be at him all the time.
Olive was crawling all over Petey. She was all excited and the way she was necking him and fooling around with his cock with her hand was disgusting. Or at least, sickening. Olive was really an eager beaver and she hated eager beavers.
Olive was holding Petey's cock in his fingers and she did something with her hips and then she opened her legs and Petey's cock was sliding up inside her and Olive was scrounging around and moving her hips up and down and as soon as she began feeling Petey's cock sliding in and out of her cunt, Olive went completely haywire and she began weeping and sobbing and moaning and she was shaking and vibrating all over Petey and then they rolled over and Olive was under him and she had her legs wrapped around Petey's waist and her bottom was shifting back and forth and he was pushing in and out like a piston and then Olive let out a screech and her whole body shook and her hips slammed into Petey's thighs and then the two of them were bursting wide open and Olive was leaking and Petey was pumping into her and the two of them finally collapsed and Ruthie discovered that she was doing it to herself and she Was squealing and making lots of crazy sounds, too, and then she watched Petey as he collapsed and fell forward onto the bed. He was soft and his cock slipped out of Olive and she was appalled to see that Olive was in the throes of some massive sexual frenzy and when Olive sort of pushed her hips at her, Ruthie made a weird sound deep in her throat and she slid her face between Olive's wet thighs and as soon as she began tasting Petey's juices flowing from Olive's quivering well, she sighed and settled in like a praying mantis, casually and skillfully devouring the flesh, titillating the nerves and inducing splendors that produced more and more of the sexual nectars that she was enjoying.
It was strange, in a way, she supposed, but while she was sucking Olive's cunt she could feel delicious orgasms waxing and waning in her loins and when Olive finally slid around so that they could enjoy a sixty-nine, her bliss was complete.
She had no idea how long they were able to feast upon each other's flesh but she knew that Petey was asleep beside them on the bed and had no interest in what they were doing at all and it was just as well because she was enjoying herself fully, enjoying the taste of Petey's sap in Olive's depths, and then it was Olive's own juices she was tasting and her brain slipped out of gear and her body occupied itself entirely with the enjoyment of voluptuous sensations.
Olive was the type who excreted abundantly and Ruthie seemed able to force her glands into exceptional effort and she feasted, devouring the juices that Olive's hectic orgasms expelled. And, she was able to realize that she, too, was constantly discharging fluids that Olive seemed to like.
Eventually, they triggered massive orgasms in their loins and the resulting spasms of pure ecstasy they enjoyed were so overwhelming, they fell apart and sprawled on the bed, exhausted and completely wiped out for the time being.
Petey's eager mouth on her own lips woke her and she began necking with him and enjoying it. Olive was awake and ready for more action again and she was sitting up on the bed having a smoke for herself. She was not at all distressed to see her boyfriend necking with her girlfriend-it seemed.
Petey had his hand between Ruthie's legs and she could feel the warm, slippery sensations of sexual bliss coming alive and throbbing again in her crotch. Olive was smiling at them and she was turned on, too. She got her hands on Petey's cock and began moving her hand up and down and then she was whimpering and Ruthie could see that Olive's little rosebud was twitching and crawling and she was sopping.
Petey switched over and he began kissing Olive and she could see that he was doing things that Olive really liked. She was twisting and turning in Petey's arms and was not at all surprised when she saw Olive move so that she was on her hands and knees and Petey and his big cock were behind her. Petey was grunting and groaning and making all sorts of crazy sounds but he was having a grand time and it showed. He put his hand on his cock and when Olive backed her creamy white buttocks towards him, he eased his cock into her cunt and she whimpered in great pleasure as he slid it deeper and deeper into her body. He began moving in and out of her and she was shifting her hips around and waving them and she was having herself a time. Petey was fucking fiercely and then he pulled himself out of Olive's cunt and touched her tightly puckered ass-hole with the tip of his slippery cock and then he was pushing himself into her and Olive was whinnying like a colt and she was crawling and scrabbling all over the bed and Petey was ramming it to her and Olive was coming and the stuff was dribbling out of her cunt and it was wetting Petey's balls and Olive's crack and the two of them were like animals rutting and copulating fiercely and frantically as they bounced all over the bed.
Olive was in purest ecstasy, almost out of her head with pleasurable sensations and watching her, Ruthie could tell that this was the most, the very best for Olive and she supposed that she could enjoy such treatment, too, but she wondered vaguely if she would ever get as much enjoyment from being fucked up the ass as Olive was getting.
Petey kept on shoving his cock into Olive, just like he was trying to push it right through her and then Olive's body began to shiver and shake and then she was wetting all over herself and no one cared and Ruthie was so happy for Olive because she was really making it big and then she realized that her generous feelings for Olive stemmed from the fact that she was using her fingers in her crotch and she was bursting wetly all over the place, too.
She watched Olive's fierce orgasm and could tell that Petey was pouring his young juices into the depths of Olive's butt and no matter how much Olive enjoyed it that way, to her it just didn't seem right.
It was such a waste of good material-she thought.
CHAPTER TWO
They took time out to rest after Olive got herself sort of straightened out. Petey sat on the bed, smoking a cigarette and he was patting Olive's naked rump, first one buttock, then the other and Ruthie finally decided that they would have to do something about the bed. Olive had lost all controls and she had wet the bed and it was a mess. She smoked a cigarette and waited for Olive to get her senses back and then Petey was hungry and she got up and went out to the kitchen so that she could fix him something to eat.
She felt funny walking around in the nude but when Petey sat down at the kitchen table and he stared at her crotch and her boobs, she felt real good about her shape and the way that she looked without clothes on.
After lunch, Olive helped her with the bedding and they put everything into the washer. She made the bed up again and when they got onto it, she was. a bit dismayed to realize that some of the edge was gone for her. Olive was still ardent and eager with Petey and she tried to get steam up again but she didn't quite manage it. Petey sat back against the headboard and the pillows and he had his legs open and he sort of enjoyed it when she started fooling around with him. She was trying to give him a hand job but it just didn't work too well.
Olive suggested that they all take a shower together and while they were doing that, Petey got hard and she began playing with him and Olive told her that she should simply kneel in the shower and blow Petey and she was sure ready and eager to do it. Petey was very eager to have her do it, too, and he kept playing with Olive's boobs and her slit while Ruthie sucked him off. He popped in a hurry, too, and when he was all finished, she had to use her fingers to put the fire out in her own crotch.
After a while, they went back to the bed and Petey lit the incense and the whole house began to reek with the sweet fragrance. While the incense was burning, Petey started fooling around with her and then he was ready and made her get up on her hands and knees and while he was pushing himself into her little sheath, she found that Olive was in front of her, legs wide, and she was begging her to eat her for a while and with every nerve pounding fiercely in her loins, she was eager to taste Olive.
She could feel Petey moving in and out of her tight little sheath and she was tasting Olive's ever-flowing juices and she had to make an effort to hang on to her sanity. The sensations she was experiencing were pleasant beyond her imaginings and she knew that she was coming constantly. And then Petey took his cock out of her body and she cried out in protest, but a moment later she felt the tip of his slippery cock touching the anal opening and it was a very different pleasure. He began easing himself into her and she began to feel the fantastic sensations he was inducing within her back hole and she felt the wind rising up into her throat, closing off her windpipe, and she just didn't care. Petey was into her and he was sliding his cock in and out of her ass-hole and it felt like a million worms with red-hot feet were squirming and crawling in her most sensitive flesh and she was spilling all over her legs and the wild, crazed sounds of an impossible ecstasy were coming from her throat.
Olive was holding her mouth tightly to the slippery red slit between her legs and she was riding her hips up and down on Ruthie's mouth and everything got to be too wonderful and she sort of drifted on a rising, cresting tide of purest bliss.
Petey was pushing himself in and out steadily and she was hoping that he would last for a long, long time, because she never wanted the wonderful, screaming pleasures to end and she realized, too, that getting fucked up the ass was the very nicest way of all for her. The blazing, frenzied ecstasies just went on and on and she couldn't stop coming and she was shaking and writhing in agonized bliss and then she felt Petey spurting into her depths and that really made her flip. They told her later that she actually went right out of her skull with joy.
"I love it that way myself," Olive told her, "but you scared the hell out of us. You really flip."
"I had no idea anything could ever feel so nice," Ruth said, smiling at both of them. "I just had no idea."
Olive and Petey stayed with her until the day was gone and Petey could do no more. Then Olive helped her put things to rights around the house and they left her. Olive told her that they would like to visit again and have fun and if she could work it out they would be glad to see to it that she had herself a nice time.
When she said good-bye to Petey and Olive for the time being, she hated to see them go. She was tired and hungry and worn out. She took a hot bath and sat in the tub for a long time, then she got into a pair of jeans and a blouse and stretched out on her bed to rest for a while until her folks got home.
Her mother found her asleep when she got home.
Ruthie sat up and gazed at her pretty young mother and she had a great deal of difficulty keeping her mind on things other than sex. Her mother was an exceptionally pretty girl, an ash blonde with a fabulous figure and she was barely thirty. Her mother was standing beside her bed in her pantyhose and miniskirt and when she looked at the long, beautiful legs, and the twin bullets poking their noses against her mother's blouse, Ruthie felt her face burning; her skin was prickling with new sensations. Winnie, her gorgeous young mother, was lots better-looking than Olive and Ruth was remembering how eager she had been to suck Olive's little cunt. She couldn't help wondering what Winnie looked like between her legs and an overwhelming desire to go down on her own mother assailed her and made her ashamed.
Winnie bent over and touched Ruthie's forehead with an investigating palm.
"You look a bit flushed, dear," Winnie said, smiling. "Do you feel all right, darling?"
"Sure," Ruthie said. "I feel fine."
She pushed Winnie's hand away and sat up. Her mother continued to smile as she watched Ruthie get up off the bed. Ruthie felt the weakness in her knees but she was all right very quickly. Winnie gave her another smile, then she turned and went out of the room. Ruthie went into the bathroom and she washed her face and then she was fully awake and ready to help with dinner.
When she went downstairs she found her mother already busy at the sink. She looked at Winnie and she had to admit that even in a simple house dress, her mother was a spectacularly good-looking woman. She was really hardly more than a girl. She had gotten married to Herb when they were both kids and now they were very young and handsome parents.
Ruthie had been thinking about how nice it could be if she ever got her father in bed. She had been thinking about things like that for a long time and she supposed that it was pretty normal for young girls to think about making it with their fathers. She had read somewhere that that was the way it was sometimes with girls. Psychologists knew all about it.
The Way she was thinking about her mother upset her a bit. She had always known that her mother was especially pretty and that men always looked at her longingly, but she had never even thought about having a lesbian relationship with her own mother before, but ever since she had gone down on another girl like she had done with Olive, she could see her mother as a very delectable item with desirable qualities.
She sat at the dinner table, listening to her folks talk about their little problems and she was almost overcome with a surge of affection for them. Herb, her father, was so young and good-looking, and,, Winnie, of course, was gorgeous and she wished that she could tell them how much she loved them.
"Eat, baby," her mother said. "You look a bit tired. You can rest and watch TV after dinner. I'll clean up and do the dishes."
She smiled at her mother and felt a twinge of guilt.
"I'm all right. I'll help you. I want to help you."
Winnie smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
When dinner was finished, Herb helped clear the table and then she worked with Winnie in the kitchen and she kept looking at her mother in a brand-new way.
Probably because of her new sexual knowledge and experience, she wondered about her parents and their sex life. They were usually very affectionate toward each other, kissing and hugging and she could imagine how it might be with them when they made love.
She sat with her parents in the living room while they all stared at the TV set and watched their favorite programs and Ruthie missed it all. Her mind was busy with other things. She kept thinking about her handsome young lather and what he probably had between his legs and she ached with the desire to feel his cock buried into her body. She felt her skin crawling and prickling with a strange sense of excitement as she realized that she wanted to feel Herb's cock in her ass-hole. That was the wildest for her, that was the way she got the most fun out of it.
She resolved that she was going to find out more about her body and its capacity for having fun when she went to bed. Herb and Winnie would be asleep or already busy with each other in some interesting way, she supposed.
Her mother sent her off to bed at ten and she was ready to go. She climbed into her bed in her long nightie and she decided that she would rest for a bit and then begin fooling around with her body and its interesting parts.
The next thing she knew, it was morning.
Winnie woke her as she was leaving the house to go off to church. Her father was still in bed, sleeping late.
Ruthie got out of bed and she went into her bathroom and shucked her nightie off and stood naked in front of the long mirror on the door. She liked looking at her naked body. The only flaw that she could see was the tuft of wispy hair on her pubis, so light it was almost white. She glanced at the glass shelf holding the array of scents and beauty aids that her mother liked to use and when she saw a depilatory lotion, she decided to try it on her wispy hair. She smeared some of it into her crotch and all of the hair there and then she began doing some of the other things that she had to do. She sat down and watched herself urinating in the mirror. That thrilled her a bit, too, and she wondered if she was becoming shamelessly depraved. It certainly would seem so.
She lifted her knees up under her chin, parted her legs then watched herself in the mirror as she used her fingers to bring on an orgasm. She was able to stop shivering then and when she felt the wet, slippery fluids from her orgasm in the palm of her hand she rubbed the valley between her buttocks, stitching and squirming with a new ecstatic shrill that she could feel each time her fingers toyed with her anus. She was very sensitive there and the lovely, rich sensations that she could induce by touching her ass-hole were fantastic, almost beyond description. She continued to play with herself for much too long and when she got ready to shower, the depilatory had dried on her pubis and she quickly rinsed it away as soon as she stepped under the shower. She was amazed to find that all of the hair that had been on her crotch and her vulva was gone, whisked away by the water. She rubbed her puffy pubis and thrilled to a brand-new sensation. She liked touching herself there and resolved to keep her crotch hairless from that day forward.
She dressed carefully, knowing her father would be in the kitchen. She had learned that she could easily turn him on just by being deliberately careless with her clothing and the way she moved around. She had glimpsed a massive erection in his pants many times and she could enjoy a feeling of intense sexual excitement, a feeling of sensual agitation that often made her cream in her pants. She enjoyed giving her father a free show and she was always bending over so that he could look down her blouse or sweater and see her beauties. She didn't need a bra because her breasts thrust straight out and there was no hint of sag, just the merest suggestion of fullness beneath each one. She knew that they were exceptionally pretty and she could get turned on herself just by looking at, fondling, and squeezing her nipples; a certain precise pinching while fondling them could trigger a lovely orgasm for her; she did it often.
She put a white sweater on and the shape of her boobs was clearly outlined and she didn't bother with a bra. She put on pantyhose, knowing that they made her legs look sexier and the miniskirt she wore practically offered anyone a free look at her entire person. She spent a lot of time on her face and eyes and when she went downstairs she had a sweet, virginal appearance-that ended as soon as anyone looked at her chest. She walked into the kitchen and her father looked at her and gulped.
He was a medium-sized man with tired eyes and a nice-looking face, a man who should have made great strides in industry or the arts, perhaps, but instead, he painted houses for a living and when the rainy season hit, spent most of his time at home.
"Hi, honey," he said. He was staring at her and Ruthie could see the naked desire in his eyes and she could feel the quick, oily stirring deep within her loins. Herb was looking at her chest and he was licking his lips and she ached with the sudden yearning for him and what he could do for her.
"Hi," she said, sullenly. She sat down in a chair and began pouring the dry cereal into her bowl and then she used the milk and she began eating, sitting opposite her good-looking father. She liked looking into his eyes, knowing what she was doing to him. She was sure that if she reached for his crotch under the table she would find him as hard as a rock. She could tell by the look in his eyes. He was staring at her chest and she couldn't resist giving him a real charge.
She got up and went to the stove for the coffee pot. She poured some into her cup and she managed to spill some on her chair. She laughed softly at her own clumsiness and she could see that Herb was watching her every move. She put the coffee pot back onto the low flame and she saw that he was looking at her shapely legs and the pretty young thighs that were visible below her miniskirt. He was really in a bad way, she suspected.
She got the dishcloth and when she went back to the table she bent way over so that she could wipe the seat of her chair. She glanced at Herb and she was sure that he was actually having an orgasm, coming in his pants as he stared at the sweet, lush beauty of her breasts. The sweater fell away from them and she could feel her nipples barely brushing the wool and that turned her on wide open and she began to shake. She was just too overwhelmed suddenly to do anything. She froze for a time, like a frame in a strip of film that has been stopped, and Herb kept on looking at her breasts and she kept on looking at him, and he was licking his lips and she was about to open her mouth and ask him to do something about her when she heard the front door opening and closing and she knew that her mother was home again.
That snapped the spell, and she straightened up quickly, tossed the washcloth into the sink. She was sitting in her chair, casually devouring her cereal when her mother walked in and got a cup for some coffee.
Ruth glanced at her father and could see that he was still a bit turned on. She wondered if he would go and change his pants right away. She deliberately sat around the kitchen waiting to see just what he would do. She was sure that she had made him pop when he saw her boobs and she had to know.
Winnie gave her a funny look but she didn't say anything about the way Ruthie was dressed.
"Your father and I are going visiting today, dear," Winnie said. "My boss has a nice home in the country and they have asked us for the day. Would you like to go with us?"
Ruthie begged off, pleading a headache, homework that had to be done. Winnie was actually disappointed by Ruthie's refusal to go with them.
"You are so pretty, dear," Winnie said, smiling at her. "I guess I hoped to show you off."
Ruthie smiled, too. "I'll go another time, Ma," she said.
"You must be sick," Winnie said. "You almost never call me Ma."
"It seems so silly. You look so young and you are so beautiful. So very lovely."
Winnie's smile sparkled as she bent over so that she could kiss Ruthie's soft, petulant mouth.
"Thank you, dear," Winnie said.
Herb sat at the table and smoked a cigarette; Ruth waited, wondering if he would get up and waddle around on his way to change his pants. Winnie asked her to go to the master bedroom and get her cigarettes and Herb got out of the kitchen while she was in the bedroom. When she handed the cigarettes to Winnie her mother looked her over a bit carefully. She was smiling when she said, "I had no idea that you were so grown up, dear. You are really becoming quite a doll. But, I do think that you could dress a bit more conservatively around your father. A beauty like you is bound to affect him."
Ruthie didn't know what to say to that so she sat down for more coffee. She wanted a cigarette but she was afraid to reach for one. She would wait until they were gone and then she would smoke as much as she wanted to.
Her mother asked her to clean up the kitchen as long as she was going to stay at home and a bit later Winnie and Herb left and Ruth breathed a great sigh of relief. She leaned on the kitchen sinktop and watched Herb and her mother drive off, then she closed the kitchen curtains and got a cigarette lit. She sucked the smoke deep into her lungs and realized she was so hot sexually that she was shaking. She put her hands up under her sweater and she tried to ease the aching sensation in her breasts. They felt too full, too heavy and they were hurting her. She caressed them and handled them and then got the nipples in her fingertips, squeezed them then was coming and could feel the wormy trickling sensation deep inside her crotch and had to hold on to the kitchen counter to keep from fainting. The force of her orgasm overwhelmed her and she seemed unable to stop pulsating and trickling. For a moment, the magnitude of her sexual spasm frightened her, then she simply enjoyed it. When she felt the wetness on her thighs she rubbed them together, enjoying the swift, thrilling surges of sweet excitement that induced.
When she was able to make her legs work again, she left the kitchen and went into her bedroom. She got out of her clothes and began parading around naked. She put her hands between her legs and teased her clit until she came again and then she was able to enjoy the wet slipperiness of her inner thighs as she moved around the empty house. .-
She went to the master bedroom and fished her father's shorts out of the laundry hamper. They were drenched as she had suspected and she put the cloth up to her nose so that she could smell the strong, pungent odor of his semen. Then she touched the fabric with her tongue and she was able to taste his material.
She was shivering and trembling as she sucked on the crotch strap, savoring her father's juices, actually sucking them from the cloth. She sat down and used her fingers in her crotch again while she tried to devour every drop of his juice.
The taste of his semen did something really wild to her and she was having a fit of the shakes while tasting his come and then she was having a fierce and frantic orgasm and that became the forerunner of several more. She was sliding her finger back and forth in her slit and as she thrust her finger towards the base of her spine, she let it slide into her back hole and that was what was turning her on so violently, she supposed. That and eating Herb's juice. She was half crazed with sexual excitements and exceptional frenzies and then she finally triggered an enormous orgasm that virtually wiped her out for the time being.--
She slid to the floor and huddled on the carpeting, shaking and twitching and leaking all over her legs and she couldn't seem to hold on to reality. She sagged against the side of the bed and closed her eyes. Her head was spinning and her whole being was alive and throbbing with an unusual agitation and she didn't know what to do about things.
The telephone rang and she had great difficulty rousing herself. She felt like she was drunk, really stoned. When she got to the phone it was Olive. She wanted to know if she could come over and visit. Petey had a job that was going to keep him busy all day and she was lonely.
"Come on over," Ruthie said. "We'll think of something to do."
Olive giggled as she hung up the phone and Ruthie went into the bathroom so that she could clean herself up. She didn't want Olive to know what she had been doing. She and Olive were going to have lots of fun but she didn't want Olive to know that she had already been having some fun.
She rubbed her bald, smooth pubis and she wondered what Olive would say about that.
She got into a skirt and blouse and when Olive rang the doorbell she let her in. Olive was neatly and properly dressed too, but as soon as Ruthie shut the door, Olive moved into her arms and they embraced with too much passion. Olive was shaking and Ruthie was, too. When Olive put her hand down to touch her vulva, Ruthie found herself doing the same thing to Olive.
"I got myself all steamed up on the way over here," Olive said. "Just thinking about what we are going to do did it."
"I know," Ruthie said.
She backed away from Olive and she led the way to her bedroom. As soon as they got there, she sat down on the bed and Olive moved into the vee between her legs and then Olive was kissing her mouth and handling her boobs and she opened her blouse so that Olive could get at her and as soon as Olive's mouth grasped one of her nipples she moaned and then she was having a wild orgasm almost without any effort on her part.
Olive was voracious and unable to control herself and she was quick to zero in on Ruthie's hairless vulva. She was making little clucking sounds in her throat and when she got her mouth over Ruthie's slippery little slit she slid her tongue deep inside and her lips were moulding and teasing Ruthie's clit and she was climbing the walls with a fierce ecstasy that she hoped would never stop. She pulled Olive's hips towards her own mouth and she was not at all surprised to find that Olive had no pants on underneath her skirt. Ruth had left hers off, too. Olive's thighs were slick and slippery with the sap that had run from her loins and she feasted upon Olive's nectars just as eagerly as Olive was eating hers.
They spent hours with each other's cunt in their mouths and when exhaustion finally forced them to take a break, Olive got out her cigarettes and told Ruthie that she had some other goodies in her purse.
She had brought a big purse and she went to it and got out two hairbrushes. Ruthie watched her, mystified. Olive was so pleased with her cleverness, there had to be more than just two hairbrushes. Then Olive explained.
"The handles, silly," she said. "Look at them. Stick one of them up your ass and you can soar in heaven."
Ruthie looked at the hairbrush that Olive placed in her hand. The handle was long and round and as fat as Petey's cock and the tip was similarly rounded. The plastic handle and the part that held the bristles was a pale pink and when Ruthie gazed at the long round handle she could see where it might be ideal for the purposes that Olive was talking about.
"I already had one," Olive said, "and when I saw that you really dig the ass-hole bit, I bought one for you. We can have lots of fun with hairbrushes."
Olive got out of her things and Ruthie sat and gazed at Olive's pretty breasts and was amazed to see the nipples pop out of their little pink nests. Olive shivered, then cupped her breasts in her palms. She bent her head way down then pushed her breast upwards until her mouth fastened upon her nipple. She began sucking on it and she was biting it, too; she used the other hand to massage her clit until familiar clenchings began and Ruthie could see the thin, white juices of orgasm trickling from the tiny, pink opening.
Olive let go of her breast then picked up the hairbrush that was closest to her. She inserted the handle in her cunt and began sliding it back and forth, enjoying it.
Ruthie said, "Here, let me."
She was naked, too, and she laid down beside Olive and she grasped the hairbrush and began moving it in and out of Olive's hole. Then she got her mouth between Olive's legs and began licking and tonguing Olive's clit while she used the hairbrush with increasing skill. She became over-enthusiastic and the brush slipped out of Olive's cunt. She was groaning and whimpering and writhing in pure ecstasy and Ruthie decided that she could make things even nicer for Olive. She slipped the round handle of the brush into Olive's ass-hole and her little friend nearly died with the new thrills and ecstasies that coursed through her loins and forced her into a series of massive sexual spasms.
The liquid responses from Olive's glands delighted Ruthie; she surrendered completely to the lure of the hedonist, eager to taste the sap that Olive's over-stimulated loins expelled. She nursed upon Olive's sexual flesh as hungrily as any child and when she discovered that savage action with the hairbrush handle in Olive's ass-hole induced an increased flow of nectar, she drove Olive out of her mind with frenzied exertions.
Inevitably, Olive's glands rebelled and she slipped into a state of near unconsciousness, only able to groan and expel her fruits in tiny little surges that eventually ended. Ruthie had to make an effort to achieve calm. She had enjoyed herself with Olive's most interesting parts and she was sated for the moment. She knew that she'd had many climaxes while she was doing things to Olive and she hoped that Olive would do the same things to her after Olive rested up and got her senses back.
She fixed some sandwiches and they ate and then Olive asked about the bald pubis that Ruthie had now; when Ruthie explained, Olive insisted that she wanted to be the same way. Ruthie had Olive lie down on the bed with t her legs far apart and then she smeared the depilatory all over Olive's crotch. Olive enjoyed the touch of Ruthie's fingers and she giggled and squirmed around all the while that Ruthie was trying to smear her most intimate parts. Finally, it was done and they sat and talked until the prescribed time had elapsed, than she joined Olive in the shower and when they got out of the stall, Olive's crotch was as bald as a baby's and they got back onto the bed so that they could resume their sexual play.
Ruthie was half out of her mind with sexual agitation by the time Olive got around to sliding the hairbrush handle into her ass-hole but, like Olive, she went crazy with sensations that were a thousand times more intense and pleasurable than anything else. She was coming constantly, her clit stimulated by Olive's busy tongue and each time Olive shoved the handle into her ass-hole, she managed to ram an extended finger into her cunt, too, and she was being stimulated and aroused in all areas.
Her hips were vibrating against the bed and she was leaking all over the place and she knew that she would have to do something to survive the fierce ecstasies that she was feeling everywhere in her body. She shifted on the bed and her mouth found Olive's bald slit and her hand found the other hairbrush and then she began doing the same things to. Olive that she was doing for her and they kept at each other until exhaustion finally set in again and forced them to call a halt for a while.
They talked and smoked cigarettes and then Olive pointed out that the day was gone and Ruthie's parents might be coming home at any time and they should quit for the day.
"You can have the hairbrush I got for you," Olive said. "I'm sure that you will find many chances to use it. It sure does do some very nice things for a girl."
They talked as they got dressed and Olive promised that she would bring Petey again the first chance that she got. She was quite willing to admit that she could enjoy having fun with Ruthie but she was crazy for Petey, too. Ruthie was glad of that because she also sort of liked Petey.
When she let Olive out, she was at peace with her Own body and she was sure that she had a wonderful friend in Olive and she was looking forward eagerly to another day of sexual joys with Petey and Olive. But, things didn't work out that way for her, after all.
She never saw Petey and Olive again.
CHAPTER THREE
The following week changed everything for Ruthie and her parents because her mother was being transferred to a distant town and a much better job. When Winnie came home and told her husband and daughter about the intended changes she would like to make, they all sat down and talked it over.
Winnie was an accountant and the company that she worked for wanted her to run an office for them; she would make much more money and it was decided that Herb could paint houses in the new town as well as where they were.
Things became hectic after that decision was reached and about two weeks later, school closed for the summer and Ruthie and her parents moved to the new house in the new town and her new life began on a bright and cheerful note.
Finding a new house had been a problem that the company her mother worked for had taken care of. They had people who did such things and by the time that Winnie was ready to move her family, realtors had three houses for the family to look at and Ruthie was quite pleased when everyone else liked the one that she liked, too.
Her mother went to work everyday and Ruth was at home alone with Herb. He had not bothered to look for work right away because Winnie said that he and Ruthie could work together and get the house set to rights. Each morning when she left for work they had a new list of chores.
It was hot every day and Ruthie got into the habit of working around the house in shorts and a halter and a few days after they moved into the new house, Ruthie noticed that her good-looking young father was again looking at her with very real desire in his eyes. She was looking at him, too.
It got so that she would lie in bed at night and think about seducing her father while she masturbated and used the hairbrush handle in her bottom. She was constantly playing with herself but it was never enough action for her and she was always sexually excited and, because that was so, her behavior around her father was deliberately calculated to arouse him to the point where he would do something about things.
She began wearing less and less and she got into the habit of wearing her bathrobe in the mornings and after her mother went off to work, she would do the dishes and clean up the kitchen before she went into her own room to don the skimpy garb she would work in that day.
She chose a halter that virtually exposed her young breasts and the shorts that she wore were so tight they climbed into her sexual cleft and outlined it all and she could see the way Herb was always staring at her crotch; she was yearning for him to make a pass at her and several times she was sure that he was going to do it, but he didn't.
She finally had to do it herself.
The weather was hot and sultry and that was affecting her. Each day would find her more and more aroused sexually and while she would masturbate furiously each night in her bed, it was never enough. She had worn the handle of her hairbrush to a new shininess and, no matter what she did to herself, it just was never enough and she would awaken each morning with a fire down below. She would use her fingers to bring on a series of hasty orgasms but they would barely take the edge off for her.
One morning, about a week after they moved in to the new house, she sat across the kitchen table from Herb and sipped at her coffee; she was wearing a baby doll nightie that ended at her crotch and barely covered home plate. The blouse was practically transparent and, while she usually covered up her body with her robe, she just didn't wear it that morning. She sat back in her chair and saw that Herb was staring at her breasts; his eyes were practically bursting from their sockets. She looked at him and smiled. He saw that she knew what he was doing and his face got red and his hands shook as he lit a cigarette.
"Oh, Daddy," she said, "you are so silly. If you want to see my goodies, just say so. I will show them to you."
She reached for a cigarette from the pack lying on the table and she could see that he just didn't know what to say to her about smoking, or the remark that she had made.
"Why in hell don't you put some clothes on?" Herb said.
She shrugged and hiked her legs up until she could rest her chin upon her knees. She lit the cigarette and inhaled it and felt a hundred percent better. Too, a sudden surge of raw courage came to her and she pushed her chest out even more than it had been and she could see that Herb just couldn't take his eyes off her. He was staring at her crotch and she knew that the thin fabric of her nightie pants did not hide her sexual parts. She had her legs apart and he was hooked and helpless in the face of what she was showing to him.
"It is hot," she said. "It is just too hot for clothes. If you weren't such a fuddy-duddy about things I'd take everything off and do my work in the nude. But, you'd holler like hell, probably. Huh?"
He didn't answer her and she saw he had shifted his gaze to her chest again. She put her hand up to the button that held her wispy nightie top together. She was smiling at him, almost teasing him.
"Daddy," she said, softly, "don't strain so. You can look at me all that you want to. I like having you look at me."
She did something with her fingers and the button slipped out of its fastenings and her blouse opened and he stared at her naked breasts and she could tell from his eyes that he was popping in his pants. She sat up straight and pushed her breasts out so that they were completely bare and the tiny red nipples were thrusting themselves out with an impudent eagerness. Herb was shaking and he was white but he couldn't take his eyes off her and she felt the heat building up in her own loins and then she was coming, too. He was looking into her eyes and she could tell that he knew what was happening with her just as she knew what was happening with him. She stood up and then she pushed her nightie pants off and then she stood in front of him, her legs parted, her bald cunt staring him right in the face.
"I am going to work around the house like this," she said. "It is just too damned hot for clothes."
She moved closer to him and she could see that he was dying to put his hands on her. She saw the look in his eyes and it was sickness. She took her blouse off entirely and then she was naked and she knew that he was examining every inch of her young body with his eyes. She stepped very close to him and she put her soft young mouth up to his. She kissed him and he was shaking like a frightened animal.
"Daddy," she said softly, against his mouth. "Don't look like that. I love you, Daddy. Do what you want to do. Just do it."
He was trying to say something and when he finally spoke his voice was a hoarse croak. "You're a kid," he said. "You're just a kid." His hands were on her breasts then and he was playing with her nipples and then he gave a weird-sounding sob and he slid to the floor; his hands cupped her buttocks in his palms and his mouth captured her little cunt and he began eating her with a loud slurping sound and as soon as his mouth touched her sexual flesh, she drenched his tongue with the first spendings of her young passion. He was expert and ardent and too long denied and his eager efforts did too much to her. She slid to the floor and he kept her flesh in his mouth and when she stretched out he was still eating her, using his hands all over her nakedness and she was pulsating and responding like any animal in heat.
She shifted and squirmed until she was able to find his fly and then she was inside his pants and his stiff, wet organ was in her hand. She felt the wetness that had developed when he came in his pants earlier but she dragged his cock out and then she got her mouth over it and as soon as she slid her mouth down over it and flicked her tongue against it, he exploded and flooded her throat and mouth with his honey.
They rolled all over the floor, twisting and squirming and feasting, driven by hungers that simply would not be denied. She kept swallowing one load after another and it seemed to her that as soon as she had devoured the fruits of one orgasm, he began another one. And, she was matching him in that, too, and her organs seemed to be pulsing and throbbing with exceptional frenzies; when she finally collapsed on the floor, too spent to do anything more for a while, she felt his eager tongue licking and seeking for more and more of her nectars. She could feel his tongue sliding deep into her cavity and touching her uterus and licking at it and she was sure that her loins were in a state of constant spasming. But, she was enjoying every second of it and she ached with desire to find his cock and eat him some more.
She passed out and when she came to she was on her bed and Herb was sitting on the bed with her and he was patting her brow and staring into her face with very real concern.
She smiled up at him and she reached out and got her hand on his pants at the crotch and she was a bit dismayed to find that she was touching soft flesh. And then the flesh began to move and he was getting hard again.
"Hi," she said. "Hi, Daddy."
His face looked awful and she could see that he was busy suffering regrets and remorse and she didn't want him to feel that way. She opened his fly and got her hand inside his pants and she would feel the wetness sliding down over her fingers and she ached with a brand-new desire to taste him.
"Did I suck your cock nicely, Daddy?" she said, smiling at him. She was stark naked and he was eating her up with his eyes and she was getting turned on all over again because of the naked hungers that she could see in his gaze.
He shivered and then he was weeping.
"Don't, Daddy," she said. "I wanted you to make love to me, and I wanted to suck you off. I like doing that to you. I am going to do it to you all the time from now on. And, don't you like having a pretty young daughter?"
She caught his hand and she placed it on her vulva and she parted her legs so that he could handle her as much as he wanted to. He began moving his fingers and she began writhing and then she was opening his pants and she took his cock out again and then she began licking it and sucking it and she was delighted when he came in her mouth again. He was obviously intensely virile or well endowed sexually and she was glad of that.
She could feel the sensations that his hands and his fingers were arousing in her and she knew that she was not capable of very much control and her father knew now what a wild and horny daughter he had on his hands. He was licking her between her legs again while she was still licking and sucking his cock and she quickly lost her ability to think much about anything.
She exhausted him eventually and then they sat and looked at each other. He kept handling her breasts and she was enjoying his touch and she was the one to say the things that had to be said.
"Let's just have fun, huh?" she said, smiling and squirming a bit as his hands caressed her nubile breasts and he squeezed the nipples; her loins were reacting without stint and she was still making juice even as they faced each other and tried for a sense of calm.
"I love you so much, Daddy," Ruthie said, trying to smile in a way that would put her father at ease. "I have wanted you to do things to me for so long now."
He didn't answer her and she didn't say anything more for a moment or two. She found his cigarettes and then she lit one and he watched her a bit disapprovingly. He didn't say anything about it, though. She was handling his cock and playing with his balls and he didn't seem eager to say anything at that particular time. She giggled as she felt his sexual meat stirring under her touch and then he was getting hard again and she reached out and opened his trousers. She told him to stand up so that she could take them off and she was quite thrilled when he obeyed her without saying a word. She pushed his trousers down and his shorts, too, and when she told him to step out of them, he obeyed her. He was moving and acting like he was in a trance and Ruthie knew that the initial shock of their activities was probably affecting him and he was just too excited to say much. He would have lots to say later, she supposed.
She kissed him and the way he responded practically drove her crazy and then they were touching each other all the way and their bodies were rubbing against each other like sinuous and passionate worms and she was handling his cock and squeezing it as she moved her hand up and down and he was groaning and she was afraid that he would shoot all over everything so she took her hand away.
He slid on top of her and then he was sliding his cock into her and she was screeching and yelling and her whole being was ablaze and she could not control herself. Her legs were wrapped around him, her heels dug into his back and she was ramming her buttocks against him with a savage frenzy. He was plunging himself deep into her loins and gasping and groaning and yelping and then his body shook and her own did, too, and she realized that she was close to coming and it was the nicest sensation ever. She was squealing like a pig, her sexual flesh was clenching and unclenching and she could feel him spurting into her depths, she clung to him fiercely and her nails dug into the meat of his shoulders and she screamed as the fury of her orgasm crested and then she shoved her hips against him and when he collapsed on top of her the force of his weight drove his cock even deeper into her depths and that made her come all over again. She lay still, enervated, too overcome to move, and she knew that she should move and do something because her father had shot a massive load into her and that could cause her a lot of trouble. She was not able to do much about anything at the moment. Herb moved and he found her soft mouth with his lips and he kissed her, sweetly, wetly.
"I'm sorry, baby," he said, "I didn't mean to come in you. I just couldn't stop, it was so good. I'll suck it all out so don't worry about anything."
His lips were moving against her own and they were clinging together and he was still inside her and she was bold and brazen under such circumstances.
"Suck it out and then kiss me," she whispered. "I love that kind of a kiss."
He shivered and then he moved and glued his mouth to her vaginal opening and she could feel the force of his suction and she could feel the thick material sliding out of her channel and she shook violently as she waited for him to deliver the nectar to her hungry mouth. When he could get no more from her depths, apparently, he shifted and then he was kissing her with his mouth bulging with the honey that she had come to love so much.
Their kiss was wet and hot and passionate and she was devouring him and she could barely keep her senses about her. He did not taste like
Petey, not did he taste the way his material had tasted when she had sucked his soiled shorts. There was a new and special sweetness inherent in the way he tasted to her now and she knew that she would be at him constantly, like a sexual vampire and even as she realized her own ambitions she knew that Herb had become her very own and she could do as she chose with him from then on.
When their kiss was done, she straddled his face and while he sucked fiercely, she massaged the lower portion of her abdomen, trying to force every drop of his material out of her body. His tongue began its insidious and exciting actions and she began sliding herself back and forth on his mouth and the first time his tongue touched her ass-hole she began coming with an excessive discharge, expelling her nectars like an animal in heat. He kept on rimming her ass-hole with his tongue and then he was sliding his tongue in and out and she was groaning and whimpering in an excess of ecstasy. He was an expert with his tongue and she finally fell forward and collapsed on his belly. His cock was close to her mouth and she began licking it and her fingers began toying with his balls and she tried to be easy with him, but she was suddenly sucking him like a voracious glutton and when he brought her to the edge of an exquisite orgasm, she lost control and began sucking him with a brand-new savagery and she began coming with a massive orgasm and then she lost all control and she was pissing too and he didn't seem to mind. The orgasm that she experienced was just too wonderful, too fantastically pleasurable for her to care about anything else.
He seemed to know about her and she was not at all amazed when he began coming in her mouth again. She devoured him, jerking him off frenziedly to make sure that she got every drop he could produce.
And then it was over and they sprawled on the bed, exhausted and depleted by their own greeds. Her father was naked and she was, too; they lay close, holding hands, gasping for breath and trying to get their brains into working order. She was the first to recover and get a cigarette lit; she sat up, her knees under her chin and she knew that Herb was gazing at her little cleft and she couldn't help smiling at him. She handed him the cigarette that she had lit and he took it and after he had taken a puff or two, he sat up. He gazed at her breasts and then he looked into her eyes and then he shook his head slowly.
He smiled. "You are a real bitch," he said, "a real little bitch."
"Sure am," she said, contentedly. "I have a cute little cunt, too. Wouldn't you say so?"
He put his fingers on it and parted the delicate petal-like lips and then he was sliding his fat finger into it and she was gasping and squirming, ready again for more action.
He leaned forward and kissed her mouth and he whispered against her lips as she clung to him with rising passions and quick, pulsing excitement alive and throbbing in her loins.
"You've got the sweetest cunt I have ever tasted," he said, "and, I am glad that I finally got around to enjoying my pretty little girl."
"Am I as good as Winnie?" she asked, her beautiful blue eyes large and round with interest. He laughed at her.
"Winnie is pretty good," he said. "She is a real ball of fire in bed. But, she-likes it up the ass best of all. When I fuck her up the ass Winnie goes wild and she loses everything."
Ruthie smiled. "I'm like that, too," she said. "I guess that's where I get it."
"Not necessarily," Herb said. "I like it that way, too. We are all supersensitive in the rear-end. I've read that there are lots of people just like us. So, don't worry about it."
"I don't worry about it," she said, "I just enjoy it."
She was handling his cock and it was hard and she kissed him on the lips and then she kissed the tip of his cock, lingering to give it a couple of licks. He was hard and trembling and when she rolled over and got onto her knees he knew exactly what she wanted from him. He slipped it into her dripping cunt and he began fucking her enthusiastically and then he let it slip out and it was dripping with the fruits of their fucking. He touched the pale pink rosebud of her ass-hole with the head of his cock and the thrills that that induced in her drove her to frantic effort. She backed into him and her ass-hole absorbed all of his cock and then he was fucking her savagely and his hands were in her cunt and his fingers were massaging her clit and she was yelling and whinnying in the greatest ecstasy of all and then she was bursting like an exploding bomb and her legs were threshing around, her whole crotch clenching and she was shaking violently as an orgasm very much like a convulsion seized her and her whole being erupted into pure bliss.
She could feel him burning inside her and she was pushing her bottom tighter and tighter against him and she could not seem to ever again achieve a sense of serenity.
His cock was bigger than Petey's and her father sure knew how to use it and she knew that he was grinding it into her and his hips were twisting and waving around so that he was shoving it all into her and she could feel every hot drop of his semen and she wished that she could be tasting it right at that moment and then it was over and a great sigh escaped her and she lost her strength and fell forward onto her face. He collapsed on top of her and for a long time, they lay still while the sweat dried on their naked bodies and the cock inside of her shrunk up and slipped out of the vise-like grip that she had on it.
They grew strong enough to find and light cigarettes and then Herb suggested that they take a shower and he wanted her to give him a golden shower and she was glad to oblige.
He knelt between her legs in the shower and while the torrent from the shower head sprayed them both, she sprayed his upturned face with her own shower and she was amazed to see that he was thrilling and reacting to what she was doing.
He got hard again and she sucked him off once more before they left the shower stall.
She offered to make some lunch for them and Herb accepted saying that he was starved. She slipped into a skirt and a blouse and he got on a pair of shorts and when they went into the kitchen he kept on running his hand up under her skirt and feeling her bare pussy so much she was having real difficulty getting their lunch ready. He didn't seem to mind and she didn't, either.
When they finally sat down to eat, Ruthie smiled across the table at her good-looking father and she could see that he was happy and very much impressed with her beauty, too. She had a lot of questions and she persuaded him to talk about the things that she wanted to know.
"Does Winnie suck you off as nicely as I do?" she asked, smiling archly. Herb laughed but he answered.
"Sure," he said. "She loves sucking cock and we do a lot of that. Winnie is a real hot pants and she will do anything at all, just so that she finally gets her ass-hole reamed out. And she does the same thing for me."-
He went on to tell her about the dildoes that he and Winnie had acquired during the years of their marriage and he promised her that they would try a session with the dildoes after they finished their lunch and went back to the bedroom.
"We should do some work around the house," Ruthie said, sounding a bit guilty and conscience-stricken. "We are supposed to be working."
"The hell with the work," Herb said. "There are other things that we can do."
Ruthie agreed. They rinsed their lunch dishes in a hurry then went into the master bedroom.
Herb pulled her to him and kissed her on the mouth and she shivered because of the heat and the passion that was in their kiss. He put his hand up under her skirt and he began finger fucking her and teasing her clit with his thumb and she came in a hurry and she could see how pleased he was by her swift response. She was all wet and sloppy down there and she unhooked her skirt and took it off and then she laid back on the edge of the bed and he went right down on her and his tongue and clinging mouth drove her up the walls with brand-new ecstasies.
She was writhing and twitching with agonies that she could endure for just so long and then her glands would rebel and she could come with great, surging spasms of her loins and each time that she did, his tongue would seek and suckle and scoop every drop of fluid from her little well.
She pushed him away after a time and then she pulled him up onto the bed with her and she rolled over and got on top of him. She did something with her hips and then his cock was sliding into her ass-hole and she was squealing with the intensely pleasant feelings that he was arousing in her ass. She began easing herself up and down on his cock and then she was kissing him, sliding her hot little tongue in and out of his mouth and he was shivering and quaking and then he was coming up inside of her and she was able to feel the sweet, spurting efforts of his loins and she sighed and popped herself apart with a tremendous convulsion of her hips, her loins and her entire midsection. The whole thing was so good and so wonderful for her and she simply could not contain her emotions. She wept and he held her and petted her and finally she let him go and they took time out to rest again.
When they were refreshed and eager for new and greater thrills, Herb went into the closet of the master bedroom and he got out a big black suitcase that she had not known was there.
"Winnie has had me buying all kinds of things," he said. "We paid a lot of money for these pretties."
He showed her several dildoes and they were all very life-like and they were attached to a harness of pale pink rubber that fitted around the waist and crotch of the user.
There was a long, flat box and when Herb opened that she saw six imitation cocks of varying sizes; a couple of them were real monsters, large and fat and she shivered as she thought of one of them sliding into her. There was a harness and the cocks were all detachable and any one could be fitted to the harness.
She felt particularly happy when Herb fitted one of the harnesses on her and he chose the dildo that he wanted her to use on him and then he bent over a footstool and she screwed him thoroughly and enthusiastically.
He got out a packet of rubbers and he showed her how to put one on for him and all the while she was screwing him with the dildo she was pressing her breasts against his back while her arms wrapped around his middle and her fingers jerked him off with one hand while the other tickled his balls and she knew that he popped several times while she was screwing him.
When it was all over, she sucked the rubber into her mouth and while she was giving him head and sucking him, she feasted upon the stored-up delicacies that he had already expelled for her. When he was running dry, she told him to eat her for a while and then he strapped on a dildo and screwed her in both places for hours.
She looked at the clock and scared hell out of herself when she saw the time. She told Herb and he jumped up and got into his clothes in a hurry. She dressed, too, and they were both working, she in the kitchen and he in the living room with a dust cloth when Winnie got home from work.
She gave Herb a big, sweet kiss then suggested he fix a couple of drinks and she sat in the living room sipping her cocktail while Ruthie went into her own room's bed.
Her whole body ached and she was sure that she and Herb had done too much, but she didn't care. On the bed she thought about the way she and Herb got along and she was very happy and certainly glad that she had seduced him.
She was asleep when her mother called her for dinner; she jumped out of bed and into the shower for a quick one while she yelled at her mother that she would be right out.
She looked young and virginal when she sat down at the table and she was a bit surprised when Winnie bent across the table and kissed her. She looked her surprise and Winnie laughed.
"You look so young and pretty," Winnie said. "I just couldn't resist the urge to kiss you."
"Thank you, Winnie," Ruthie said, demurely. She glanced at Herb and gave him a wide-eyed stare. He smiled at her, too. After they were finished with their dinner, Winnie went into the master bedroom to change into something more comfortable than the miniskirt and pantyhose that she had worn to work and Herb helped Ruthie in the kitchen. She looked at him and she spoke to him in a whisper.
"If you fuck her tonight," she said, "you take it easy. You know what I want as soon as I wake up.
"I'll save some for you, baby," Herb said, smiling.
He was whispering, too.
They were in the living room watching a western on TV when Winnie joined them. She was wearing a pair of shorts and an old blouse and, looking at her, Ruthie was again impressed by Winnie's youth and beauty. She felt her skin prickling as she thought of what it could be like if she could get at Winnie, and then she almost swooned as she thought about how nice it would be if she could at Winnie's crotch right after Herb juiced her. That would be something.
When she went to bed she laid awake half the night thinking about such things. She had Herb, now, but she knew that that was not nearly enough. She would soon be yearning for Winnie, too.
She couldn't seem to get to sleep and she finally got out of bed and went into the bathroom. She sat down on the stool and she saw the depilatory lotion on its shelf and she used it, and then she used the washcloth to clean herself up and she was on fire again with new and greater ambitions.
Winnie and Herb were in bed and Ruth wondered if she could work it out so that she could hear what was going on. She even went into the hallway and stood listening at the door to the master bedroom but she could not hear a thing. She finally went back to her bed and was awake for hours playing with herself. She wished that she had made Herb let her keep one of the dildoes in her room so that she could use it on herself if she wanted to. She intended to talk to him about that the very next day.
Winnie and Herb had a couple of vibrators in their suitcase and Herb had promised that he would buy her one so that she could use it in her bed at night if she felt like it, but that did her no good now.
When sleep came to her it was the slumber of the physically exhausted and even then her dreams were busy with sex and many of its various activities.
Oddly enough, her dreams were filled with sexual acts that she hadn't even tried as yet.
But, inevitably, she would get around to trying them.
She knew that she intended to try everything. And anything.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ruth met Gloria a few days later; the little brunette was the prettiest girl she had ever met and she wanted her for a friend. Gloria, thirteen, lived next door. She was a shapely brunette with lovely legs, big gray eyes and big boobs. Gloria had a boyfriend, Alvin, who was fifteen. He was nice-looking with long blonde hair and gentle brown eyes. He was Gloria's slave and he adored her and she took full advantage of his docile, timid nature.
Ruthie met them at the supermarket. They walked home with her and Gloria told about her parents being away all the time. Her father was a research chemist and her mother was a microbiologist who worked for a procedural analysis company. Gloria was full of big words and much knowledge, yet while she impressed Ruthie, she also became endeared as a friend.
She was having lots of fun at home with Herb and each day they spent together seemed to produce more and more of the kind of fun that she enjoyed most and she was eager to take advantage of every minute that she could with Herb.
They decided that she would do the shopping for the family dinner each day because by the time someone had to go to the store, Herb would not be able to walk.
And he didn't complain at all.
The morning after her first day with him, she woke and found him sitting on her bed in his robe. He lit a cigarette and put it into her mouth. He pulled the covers away from her and he seemed to be disappointed to find that she had her nightie on. She stared into his eyes as she used her hands to open her nightie and make her breasts available to him. He reached for and began handling them; she slid her hand inside his robe and found him already hard.
She began moving her hand up and down on his stiff rod but he was shifting and moving around in great agitation; when he grasped her head and bent it forward, she knew what he wanted and she was so eager to taste him that she was drooling.
As soon as she began sucking him he came and she lingered until he could pop for her again. After that, she flopped back in the bed and smoked a cigarette while he went down on her and used his tongue and his clinging mouth to drive her frantic with pure bliss and ecstatic spasms of great proportions.
She let him eat her for a couple of hours and then he was ready for food. She fixed breakfast for them and all the while she was moving around the kitchen he was reaching for her and feeling her up; every little once in a while she would, stand still and let him use his fingers in her cunt until she popped and then she would kiss him sweetly and go on with her work.
They sat at the kitchen table, lingering over coffee and cigarettes and she asked him questions about Winnie and what they had done the night before and she thought it was rather cute the way he didn't really want to discuss his sex life with Winnie. He finally admitted that he and Winnie had simply gone to sleep and there was nothing to report.
"She is so lovely," Ruthie said, slowly, "I sure wish I could get a look at her naked. I love her so much and I think she is so sexy, I think that I would love to go down on her."
Herb looked at her suspiciously. "You aren't a lesbian are you?"
Ruthie laughed at him. "How can you even think such a thing? After the things I do to you? No, I think I will be the kind that can go both ways. I hear lots of people are like that nowadays."
She was gazing at him and she was surprised to see him get very red in the face and she realized that she had struck a nerve.
"Well, what do you know," she said, smiling at him indulgently. "My Daddy-likes to suck a prick now and then."
His face got even redder and when she squeezed his cock he shivered and then she was handling him gently and he was responding happily to her efforts. He was dribbling all over her finger.
"I guess that you are just like your mother and me," he said. "We are bi-sexuals but we never thought that you would be the same way. And we are both anally oriented, too. And you are sure as hell the same way."
"Isn't that nice?" Ruthie said, smiling at him with very apparent happiness. "Maybe I'll seduce Winnie one of these days. I would love to have her."
"Well," Herb said, "she feels the same way. She said that you are so pretty and you are built so nicely, you give her the hots all of the time. She keeps talking about it, so she may seduce you. Take care."
He was beginning to squirm and she could feel his cock throbbing in her hand and she was sure that he was going to erupt so she bent over and sucked him off in a hurry and then she let him help her clean up in the kitchen and by then he was ready to fuck her for hours. And she made him put it where she wanted it, in her ass-hole, and he was willing and eager to fuck her with his cock and then the dildoes and they spent the day having fun with sex.
That first day established a pattern for them and she would start each new day by sucking Herb's cock until she was well fed, then they would breakfast and begin long sessions wherein he would sodomize her thoroughly and she would do as much for him.
Each night, she would sit at the kitchen table, entranced by the youthful loveliness of her mother and she would wish that there was some way that she could start having fun with both of her parents but she didn't really believe that Winnie was as hot as Herb said, or that she would like to do the things that he said, and yet, she was never able to rid her mind of the yearning for sex with Winnie. Because it was something denied her, she probably exaggerated everything way out of proportion and when she met Gloria and Alvin, she was ripe for their special kind of fun and pleasures.
She was, as said, in the supermarket buying things for dinner when she saw Gloria. She was impressed by the girl's exquisite beauty and when Gloria smiled slow and sexy, Ruth shivered, affected by the sheer animal magnetism of the girl's face and figure. Too, Gloria's smile was somehow inflammatory yet she was a bit surprised when Gloria spoke to her.
She said, "Hi. I'm Gloria. I live next door to you. I thought I'd like to say hello."
Ruthie smiled at the brunette, suddenly relieved and eager to know the glorious young girl who was smiling at her and actually making her skin crawl. She had goose bumps and that was surprising. No one had ever affected her so powerfully before. Gloria introduced her to the nice-looking blonde boy with her and she thought that he looked girlish with his long hair and nice gentle face.
"This is Alvin," Gloria said. "Alvin is my devoted slave, aren't you, Alvin?"
The boy smiled and he was not at all upset to be described as Gloria's devoted slave. His attitude suggested that there were many vying for the job. Gloria touched his arm and he stood very still and then Gloria took her hand away. Ruthie got the impression right then that the two of them were sex partners and that it was very good for them.
There was a time, a few minutes perhaps, when they stood and talked, delighted because they had met and might be friends, and then they walked through the aisles of the store and did their shopping.
"Why don't you come over tonight?" Gloria suggested as they walked home. "My parents won't be home anyway and we can talk and get acquainted. You are so pretty, I just feel that I want to know you. Isn't that awful of me?"
"Oh, no," Ruthie said. "I think you're beautiful. I really do. And I would like to come over and visit you."
When they got to Gloria's house they turned in and she followed Alvin and Gloria up onto the porch. Alvin was carrying Gloria's groceries and he went inside while Ruthie and Gloria said good-bye for the time being.
"I'll come over right after dinner," Ruthie promised.
"Fine," Gloria said, "I'll be expecting you."
Alvin and Gloria went inside the big house and Ruthie went home. She told Herb about Gloria while he helped her with the preparations for dinner and he seemed to be glad that she had found a friend.
"I figure that Winnie will be home anyway," Ruthie said, "so I might as well go over and visit with Gloria. Wait till you see her. She is absolutely gorgeous."
"So are you, baby," Herb said loyally. Ruthie gave him a quick kiss and then she went back to her work.
A few minutes later Winnie got home from work and she had news for Herb. She had wangled him a job painting some of the offices for her company and could hardly wait to tell him.
"You sure it will be all right?" Herb asked. "They might want union painters, you know."
Winnie kissed him on the mouth and she smiled at him with a bright, happy expression.
"You forget, dear," Winnie said. "I am the boss, now. If I say you can do the work, you do it. How's about that? "
Herb laughed and he kissed Winnie and then it was time to eat and they sat down at the dinner table in an atmosphere of happiness. Herb seemed glad to be going back to work and when Ruthie thought about the work load that she and Winnie must be putting upon him she could see that he would be glad to get out of the house.
* * *
After dinner, Ruthie was doing the dishes in the kitchen and Winnie was in the master bedroom changing into something comfortable and Herb wandered into the kitchen. He patted Ruthie's buttocks and then helped himself to a drink of water. He had a happy look and Ruthie couldn't resist teasing him.
"I guess you'll be glad to get away from me," she said quietly. "Your little vampire."
"Oh, no," Herb said. "You know better than that. But, it is only right that a man should be working. We will find time to have fun, don't worry."
She didn't get the chance to reply because Winnie walked into the kitchen and she took Herb with her to the living room. When Ruthie left the house to visit her new friend, Gloria, Herb and Winnie were knee deep in conversation about his new job and the way Winnie's position would make it possible for him to" get lots of work in the future.
She knocked on the door of the house next door and Gloria opened it. She gave Ruthie her slow, sexy smile as she led her into the house.
"I'm the only one home," she said. "As usual, my folks are gone for the evening. They are such busy people." Gloria sounded sarcastic and bitter and Ruthie wished that she could make her new friend feel better.
Gloria took her for a tour of the very nice home, tastefully furnished with expensive things; Ruthie wondered why it was not a happy home. She was judging, from the things Gloria said, that her father and mother went their separate ways and they maintained an atmosphere of congeniality between them.
"I don't think that they give a damn about each other, or about me, either. But, I don't care. I manage to have my fun anyway. So, it's all right."
Gloria invited her to come into her bedroom and they sat on the bed talking while a stereo machine whispered music in a corner and a color TV set showed a movie in another corner of the room. The girls paid no attention to either. The sound on the TV was turned off so all that they had to contend with was the picture and that was no bother really. '
They talked and Gloria was the one to begin talking about sex. She asked Ruthie if she had gotten herself a boyfriend as yet; Ruthie shook her head.
"I know you're new in town," Gloria said, "but pretty as you are I figured you would have a guy by now. I'll lend you Alvin any time you want him. He's a good kid. I push him around a lot but he-likes it."
Ruthie didn't know what to say to that, so she kept quiet. Gloria seemed anxious to tell her something so she just waited. Gloria sat straight on the bed and her skirt covered her crotch and nothing else. Her tight sweater practically exposed her breasts and, looking at her, Ruthie could feel the saliva running heavy in her mouth and she had to wipe the corners of her lips several times. Gloria was watching and smiling at her with a knowing look.
"I figured you for lesbian the minute I saw you," Gloria said. "You're drooling. You know it, don't you?" She watched for a reaction.
Ruthie shook her head but she was not able to say anything. Gloria's direct attack threw her out of gear and she just waited. Gloria reached out and put her warm palm on Ruthie's bare thigh. She slipped it inside and Ruthie began having trouble with her breathing.
"We can have lots of fun, if you want to," Gloria said. "I am hot for you, too. Want to?"
Ruthie was utterly overwhelmed; she could feel her loins gathering and quaking and she knew that she was going to have an enormous climax if anyone even touched her. Gloria seemed to know it, too.
Back against the head board of her bed, she pulled her skirt up around her waist. She was not wearing any pants and her hairless crotch stared at Ruthie bewitchingly.
Gloria found Ruthie's hand and pulled it into her crotch. She was smiling at Ruthie's startled expression.
"You do me, Ruthie," Gloria said. "And I will do you."
The urge to touch and manipulate Gloria's sexual flesh was instinct, she supposed, and she began doing what she had been told to do. Gloria reached up under her skirt and Ruthie felt the educated fingers doing lovely things to her own sexual flesh and then she began coming and the exaggerated thrills were truly remarkable. Gloria pulled her onto the bed and then they were wrestling, trying to find each other's honey pot with eager mouths and flicking tongues; they swiftly moved into a sixty-nine that lasted a long, long time. Gloria was the one to quit. She pushed Ruthie's face away from her sore flesh and she sat up. She was very white and still shaking but Ruthie knew that Gloria had responded to her efforts with exceptional passion and many orgasms that had literally drenched her tongue time and time again.
Ruth sat up, too, and when Gloria began taking off her blouse and all of her other clothes, she did it, too. In seconds they were both naked and Ruth was handling Gloria's beautiful breasts and Gloria was handling hers. Gloria's breasts were a bit larger, but they were sharply pointed and the nipples were small and very red and they stood out from their bewitching nests in a way that invited attention.
They fell into each other's embrace with a squishy, meaty sound and then they were kissing each other, sliding their tongues into mouths, squeezing, feeling; then Gloria found one of Ruth's nipples and sent her soaring into paradise with her suckling mouth and Ruthie managed somehow to contort her body so that she could suck one of Gloria's breasts and then they slid into a brand new sixty-nine and she could feel Gloria's tongue sliding far up inside her and the fierce sucking mouth was drawing every possible drop of moisture from her loins and she was doing the same thing to Gloria.
The telephone's ring put an end to their frantic passions for a moment or two. Gloria took her crotch away from Ruthie's mouth very reluctantly. She smiled and pointed to a package of cigarettes on a night table.
"Help yourself," she said. "I won't be long, believe me."
Gloria walked over to where the telephone stood on an end table and Ruthie watched the sweet beauty of Gloria's bottom as she moved. Too, when Gloria turned with the phone in her hand, her gaze was captivated by the tiny clefted sexual organ and, as Gloria opened her legs so Ruthie could have an eyeful, she saw the delicate petals of pink flesh, as dainty as a child's and she wished that her own sexual organs could be as cute and pretty as those that Gloria possessed.
"It's Alvin," Gloria said, holding the phone against her creamy white breasts. "He wants to know if he can come over."
Ruthie just stared at Gloria, already overcome by the girl's pretty flesh and when she realized that Gloria was waiting for her to say something, she just shrugged.
"Alvin does anything I tell him to do," Gloria said, smiling. "And, if I tell him to eat your cute little cunt he will do it. If you want to get fucked, he will do that, too. And Alvin has got a big cock. And, he is practically inexhaustible, we can take turns sucking him off and getting fucked and we can have a real ball if you want to."
"Let's," Ruthie said.
She surprised herself, not really intending to say anything but her whole being was on fire and she knew that she liked Gloria very much and she wanted her for a friend for always. Gloria hung up the phone and then she walked back to the bed. She bent over and her superb breasts dangled for Ruthie's ardent gaze. She reached out and cupped them in her palms. Gloria shivered, then found Ruthie's mouth and kissed her sweetly, wetly and then she was tonguing her mouth and panting as Ruthie's fingers began teasing and kneading the firm breasts.
"I love you, Ruthie," Gloria said, tensely, between kisses. "I love you so much. I am so glad that we are friends."
Ruthie slipped her hand between Gloria's creamy white thighs and rubbed the tiny clit and Gloria groaned and shook violently as Ruthie's fingers made her come.
They were locked in a fierce embrace and coming in each other's palms when the phone rang again and Gloria had to answer it. It was her mother and she simply wanted to tell Gloria that she and Gloria's father would be very late.
"Be a good girl, dear," Gloria's mother said, "and go to bed early."
Gloria promised to do as instructed and then she hung up the phone. She went over and began putting her clothes on again. She smiled at Ruthie as she said, "Put a skirt and blouse on. Let's not make it too easy for Alvin. I don't want him to get the idea that we need him."
Ruthie nodded. She got up off of the bed and she put on her blouse and skirt. She was naked under those two items and Gloria wore nothing else, either. They were in the living room, smoking cigarettes and talking when Alvin rang the bell.
Gloria let him in and Alvin stared at Ruthie in a way that thrilled her. He was adoring her and admiring her and she could see that he liked her very much. Gloria could see it, too.
"I'm glad that you like Ruthie," Gloria said, smiling at him, "because I promised her that you would be very nice to her. I told her how much you love sucking a cunt and she said that she just might let you suck hers for a while if you are a very good boy. Now, wouldn't you like to eat her for a while?"
Alvin began to shake and Ruthie felt a little sorry for him. Gloria winked at her and she got the message loud and clear.
Ruthie slumped back against the couch back and hiked her feet up onto the coffee table. Her legs were apart and Alvin was staring at her shaved pubis and she could see that he was in very bad shape. Gloria went to him and opened his pants, got his cock out, put her hand on it and began manipulating it very slowly. Gloria seemed to sense that Alvin was too close to ejaculation because she bent quickly and got her mouth over the head of his dick a moment before he began spurting; she used her fingers to jerk him off fully. She sighed as she took her mouth off him.
"You can suck him, too, if you want to," she told Ruthie. "It doesn't take long with Alvin. He just keeps right on popping all the time. And if you want to be fucked, Alvin will be glad to do it for you. Won't you, Alvin?"
The boy nodded his head so vigorously that his long blonde hair bounced and swirled around his shoulders and for a moment Ruthie had the feeling that she was with another girl. And then Gloria peeled Alvin's pants and shorts off him and that illusion vanished in a hurry. Ruthie stared at Alvin's big cock and dangling balls and she envied Gloria because Gloria was handling them.
"Would you like Alvin to eat you a little?" Gloria asked, hospitably.
Ruthie was too agitated to talk, as usual, so she simply nodded. Alvin let Gloria lead him over to the coffee table and when she told him to kneel and give Ruthie a very nice tongue bath, he obeyed her. Ruthie began to orbit as soon as she felt his long, educated tongue beginning to tease and titillate her flesh. She began coming almost instantly and the way Alvin's mouth and tongue dealt with her sensitive flesh delighted her. Alvin was on his knees, almost lying on the narrow coffee table that separated him from Ruthie's crotch and when she saw Gloria sliding under the coffee table and capturing Alvin's cock, she settled herself comfortably, knowing that Alvin would be sucking her for a long time. Gloria was sucking his cock and plucking at his puffy balls with her sharp little nails and Alvin was in torment and ecstasy, too.
His tongue did marvelous things for her and she lost all contact with her brains and she was drifting in a soft and exciting place of pleasurable excesses and she was enjoying Alvin's eager ardor and nimble tongue immensely.
Every little once in a while he would shiver and shake and Gloria would make soft, mewling sounds and she knew that Gloria's nimble and skillful tongue had made Alvin pop again and she could tell just when Gloria was getting to him good, because he would pull her bottom closer to him and his whole face would cover her slit and his tongue and sucking mouth would force her into immediate orgasm and then he would shake violently as her nectar dribbled into his eager mouth.
Gloria had trained him well and she was reaping the harvest and she could not think very clearly but she did know that she was hoping that her lovely session with Alvin would never end, but it did, inevitably.
Gloria slid out from under Alvin's hips and she had a soft, sleepy look on her face and her eyes were shiny, her mouth slack and swollen. She sat up on the carpeting and her bare pussy was visible and when she patted Alvin's bare rump, he left Ruthie's crotch and shifted his attention to Gloria. She leaned back against the bottom of a big chair and she smiled with very real delight as Alvin stretched flat on the floor and his mouth began feasting on the wetnesses that had puddled between her legs.
"Isn't my Alvin a doll?" Gloria said. She was squirming and shifting her lush bottom on the carpeting and she was not able to carry on a conversation but she tried.
"He will fuck us both after a while," Gloria promised.
"That's nice," Ruthie said.
She was still turned on and watching the way Alvin was eating Gloria got her even hotter. He was like an animal with her licking her slit with his long tongue then snuffling like a pig as he tightened his mouth's grip on her flesh. Then he would let. his tongue flick and tease her clit and she would spill a little of her honey and he would savor that, working hard for every drop that he was able to force from her glands.
Ruthie was gazing at Alvin's plump buttocks as he sprawled on the floor and she thought that he was built in the rear like a very pretty young girl. But, of course, when he rolled over and she could see his sexual equipment, the girlish analogy became inappropriate.
He was hard when Gloria made him turn over and then she slid under him and he began moving his hips even before he had found the opening that he sought. Ruthie watched him slide his big organ into Gloria's willing orifice .and then Gloria was going crazy with lust, slamming her bottom against his hips and making wild screeching sounds all the while he was plunging himself into her. Then Gloria pulled her hips away from him and shifted them slightly and Ruthie watched, delighted, as Alvin's dripping cock disappeared into Gloria's ass-hole.
And then Gloria went wild with ecstasies and fierce orgasms, and her whole being shook and pulsed and her glands began to erupt copiously with frenzied discharges. Watching, Ruthie became transported and she played with herself shamelessly, helplessly, trying to make herself calm, but there was no calm for her and she crawled off of the coffee table and the couch and she sprawled on her belly beside Gloria, her hand and her fingers still playing with her clitoris and fevered opening. Her cunt was on fire and she was driven and harried by excessive yearnings. Gloria went wild, almost crazed convulsions and then she realized, dimly, that Alvin was coming in Gloria and the two of them were half crazed with uncontrollable lusts and savage excitements. Gloria crawled on the carpeting like a snake trying to escape and she pulled her body off of Alvin's too-red, dripping prong and Ruthie saw that he was still hard, still rutting, or eager to do something.
. "
"Do me," she said, reaching behind to pull her buttocks apart so that he could find her ass-hole and do something enchanting to it.
He didn't say anything but he mounted her and she felt his big cock slicing into her cunt and ached with the need to tell him that he was in the wrong place but he was only getting his cock wet so he could shove it where she wanted without doing too much damage to her.
And then she was feeling his huge organ sliding into her, stretching her, thrilling her and she began coming even while he was still pushing his way into her body. She was gasping and groaning and scrabbling all over the carpeting and he was fucking her steadily, savagely and she was in a brand-new world of exaggerated thrills and when he came, she reached behind and grasped his plump buttocks in her hands so that she could hold him tighter against her own bottom.
She was screeching like a wounded animal and she could hear the sharp yelping sounds that she was uttering as orgasms of exceptional intensity coursed through her body and then she lost all control and her whole being pulsed and throbbed and the grand daddy of all orgasms rippled through her body and drove her into the ultimate state and she passed out, too overwhelmed by excessive bliss to hold on and endure it.
But, even as she felt her senses deserting her, she knew that she had enjoyed the very ultimate in many ecstasies. And she knew something else, too.
She knew that she adored her new friends. Both of them.
Everybody should have friends, she thought.
CHAPTER FIVE
A brilliant spring morning. Ruth woke up from a restful sleep and stretched herself into complete wakefulness realizing she was a very happy young girl.
Herb had been awake and waiting for her to get home from visiting her new friend when she got home from Gloria's house. She and Gloria had tried everything possible with Alvin; time had run out on them while she was still hotly eager for more attention or activity.
She was very happy to find Herb still awake. He was in the living room watching a western on the TV and she walked in and joined him. She looked around for her mother and when she didn't see her she hoped that she had gone to bed.
She had.
"Winnie was tired," Herb said. "So she packed in."
"Go and see if she is asleep," Ruthie said quietly. "If she is I'll blow you a couple of times."
Herb grinned. "That's a nice offer, honey. I'll go see."
He got up and went out of the room and she sat down on one of the big footstools and she could feel the heat beginning in her loins and quickly touched her fingers to her sensitive flesh; an orgasm followed almost automatically.
A few moments later Herb returned. He had a big grin on his face and she knew what he was going to say even before he said it.
"Winnie is dead to the world, baby," he said.
"Sit down over here," Ruthie said. "I can get at you easy this way."
He sat in the chair in front of her footstool and leaned back to let her open his trousers and take his meat out. He was hard, probably in anticipation, but she knew that he would be. His hands found her breasts and he bent forward so that he could handle them. He got his hands inside her blouse and she gasped at his touch, enjoying it.
She bent her head forward and then she was tasting him and he was slowly moving his cock in and out in her mouth and the first time he came she was sure that he was never going to stop pouring honey down her throat. She was holding the base of his cock with her right hand and jerking him off even as he fucked her mouth and with her left hand she was slowly masturbating, teasing her clit into lovely, liquid spasms of pure pleasure.
She popped him twice and then he insisted that they change positions and while she sat in the chair, watching the crazy western on the screen his tongue and mouth did lovely things to her most sensitive parts; she enjoyed a dozen beautiful climaxes. She was patting Herb's head all the while that he was eating her and when he finally got her meat too sore and she had to push him away, he left her crotch reluctantly.
They each had a cigarette and then she kissed him goodnight and they went off to their separate beds..
* * *
Next morning Winnie came in to wake her and then Herb came in to say good-bye and she went back to sleep.
When she awoke again her room was flooded with sunlight and she was alone. The house was empty; she got out of the bed and padded into the bathroom. She did the things that she had to do and she was very careful about cleaning her person and her most intimate portions. She smiled as she thought about the way people described cunts and ass-holes and cocks and she thought that it was very cute and decidedly interesting the way people tried to kid themselves. She liked the sound of the right names for everything and she was convinced that hearing the words made her even hornier and anything that would do that for her she liked very much indeed.
She sat down on the toilet and gazed at the reflection of her nude body in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door. She pulled the stool in the bathroom over so she could put her feet up on it. Then she began playing with her delicate flesh while she watched it in the mirror. She had discovered a long time ago that she liked watching herself in the mirror. It seemed to heighten the pleasure that she could achieve for herself.
After she enjoyed one orgasm, she got up and walked back into her bedroom and she got the key that Herb had given her from her bureau drawer. She went into the master bedroom and got out the big black suitcase that contained Winnie and Herb's erotic treasures.
She found one of the dildoes and she began using that in her ass-hole, sitting down on it and moving up and down while she enjoyed lush erotic thrills. There were several large brown envelopes filled with erotic pictures and she leafed through them, getting herself turned on fiercely by what she was doing with the dildo and the pictures, too.
She tired of the dildo and the pictures eventually and she was not at all surprised to find her thighs and legs streaked and saturated with her own juices. She wished that Herb could be at home with her so that they could have some real fun. She was drooling and she wished that she could be sucking on Herb or Alvin while she was getting it up the ass.
She thought about calling Gloria and decided against doing it. Actually, she felt, she really didn't know Gloria that well as yet. They were friends, but that was a very recent thing and she didn't want to be accused of taking advantage of things.
When her passions calmed she was hungry and she put on some clothes and then fixed herself some breakfast. She was having a cigarette and some coffee when the telephone rang.
It was Gloria.
"Hi," the pretty little brunette said. "What are you doing?"
"I just finished having some breakfast," Ruthie said.
"Oh," Gloria said. "Want company?"
"Sure. Come on over."
"Okay."
Less than five minutes later Gloria rang the front doorbell and when Ruthie went to let her in she was again amazed by the young girl's beauty and the shy, gentle charm she seemed to exude. Gloria came in and she asked for some coffee, too.
Gloria was wearing a miniskirt and a blouse and she was filled with good humor. She sat and smoked a cigarette and had some coffee and then she asked Ruthie if she wanted to have some fun.
"You know what I mean," she explained. "We can eat each other for a while and maybe we can think up something new or interesting to do. You got anything we can shove in our asses?"
Ruthie shivered. She knew that Gloria's directness often chilled her but she saw the earnest expression on the pretty young face and she decided that she would level with her new friend. She told her about the dildoes that she had found in her parents' bedroom closet. Gloria was decidedly interested and they left the kitchen and went into the bedroom where Ruthie used her key to unlock the suitcase.
Gloria began looking at the pictures and she was very easily turned on. Her face turned pale and her legs were shifting around and her whole being seemed to be involved. She gazed at Ruthie with a beseeching look.
"Eat me while I look at the pictures," she begged. "And, you can ream me too at the same time. Then, I'll do it for you."
Ruthie smiled and nodded. Gloria sat down on the bedroom footstool and when she opened her legs her skirt hiked up around her waist and she was naked underneath the skirt. Ruthie was on the floor and she put her mouth over Gloria's dewy vulva and she began to taste the honey that Gloria was exuding and she sighed blissfully as she began using her fingers to force Gloria's glands into increased production. Gloria found the dildo that she wanted used on her and she gave it to Ruthie and as soon as it was thrust into the hole where Gloria liked it best, her orgasms increased in intensity and she kept Ruthie's tongue drenched with an endless parade of orgiastic drippings.
And then it was Ruthie's turn and Gloria was ardent and skillful and eager to delight Ruthie in every possible way. Gloria suggested that they try using the vibrators up each other's rear while they practiced a sixty-nine and they spent hours doing that. When they finally took time out for lunch they were temporarily sated and hungry for food.
They sat up and had a smoke while they talked about lunch; Gloria was looking at the photo of Herb and Winnie that was on their bureau. Gloria got up off of the bed and went over to the bureau for a closer look. She stared at Herb's picture and then at Winnie's and she finally returned to the bed so that she could finish her cigarette and rest at the same time.
"How long have you been making out with your father?" Gloria asked. She was smiling as she sat up straight and faced Ruthie's look of amazement. Ruthie licked her lips, scared, wondering if Gloria actually knew anything or if she was kind of fishing.
"Oh, don't try to deny it," Gloria said. "You wouldn't have a key to all of the family goodies if you weren't pretty damned close with one or both of your parents. I'd guess that you and your pop were making it together. But, don't worry, I am not going to say anything to anybody. He's a really good-looking guy and I'd like a little fun with him myself."
"He would sure as hell love to accommodate you," Ruthie said. She was gazing into Gloria's eyes and she could see that Gloria was on fire with the thought of making it with. Herb.
She didn't want to pursue the subject really, so she got up off of the bed and started for the kitchen. Gloria followed her.
They made sandwiches and Ruthie poured some milk into glasses and they sat down to eat. Gloria was unusually silent and Ruthie worried that her new friend might be angry with her but that was not at all the case. Gloria was deep in thought and she finally sat back and lit a cigarette and sucked deeply at it while she smiled at Ruthie and decided to discuss things.
"You know," she said, "I have been very generous with Alvin and he will give both of us many hours of fun. Now, why can't you be generous with your father? Two cocks are always better than one. Think about it."
Ruthie did think about it and she was shivering as she thought of what things could be like. She could imagine Herb making it with Gloria and, remembering the way he had enjoyed the taste of his own product, she was sure that he would enjoy making it with Alvin.
She knew that she would love to watch the two of them if they ever got around to indulging themselves in homosexual acts.
"Don't bother trying to deny anything," Gloria said, "I can tell that you are doing what I said you are doing with your father. Just help me figure out how I can get into the act too. Now, think."
"My father hasn't even met you," Ruthie said. "And he would certainly know that you are only thirteen."
Gloria smiled at that. "Do I look like I'm thirteen? " she asked. She sat up straight and her glorious breasts stood out on her chest and Ruthie had to admit that Gloria appeared to be nearly twenty.
"Do we have to think about it now?" Ruthie asked, a bit impatiently. Gloria shook her head.
"Shall I call up Alvin and have him come over?" Gloria asked. "He can fuck both of us and then we can have a really sloppy sixty-nine. Maybe he can use one of the dildoes and fuck you in the ass first and then it will be my turn and he can be doing that while we are eating each other. Alvin-likes to do anything that is even remotely sexy. Shall I call him?"
Ruthie nodded and then her glands and ambitions overwhelmed her and she was unable to talk any more. She got up from the table and while she went into the bathroom and relieved her kidneys, Gloria called Alvin. She was just putting down the telephone when Ruthie returned to the living room. Gloria had a big, happy smile on her face and a dreamy look in her eyes.
"He was so glad that I called," Gloria said. "He will be right over. Don't you just adore Alvin?"
"Oh, yes," Ruthie said. "I do. I really like him."
"That's good," Gloria said, "because he digs you too."
"I'm glad," Ruthie said. She sat down and lit a cigarette and she was suddenly very nervous because Gloria was looking at her in an odd way and she could tell that Gloria was really turned on something fierce and it seemed to her that it was because Alvin was coming to visit with them but that wasn't it at all. Gloria was still interested in Herb and the things that he and Ruthie were doing.
"We could always set things up so that I just happen to walk in on you two when you are having a nice time," Gloria said, musingly.
"It isn't that easy," Ruthie said, too interested to dissemble any longer. "He hasn't even met you yet, and he would think you a burglar or something."
Gloria's face got a stern look on it and she looked Ruthie right in the eyes.
"If I should walk into your house and find him with his cock buried in his own daughter he isn't going to do a damned thing except what we decide we want him to do. Agree?"
Ruthie nodded. "I guess that you are right. But, he is never home any more. Winnie, that's my mother, keeps him busy working in her offices. He's a house painter."
The doorbell began ringing and Gloria jumped up so that she could go and let Alvin in. She turned to grin at Ruthie as she headed for the front door.
"We will think of something," she said. "I like his looks and I want to have fun with him, too. So, we will just wait."
Ruthie sat at the kitchen table and she lit another cigarette and she was shaking with anticipation, expecting Alvin to come into the kitchen with Gloria.
Herb walked in with Gloria instead. He was all smiles as he explained that he'd had to stop off and get some written information for the personnel department where Winnie and he were working.
"I've met your little friend, dear," he told Ruthie. "She is very pretty. I hope we see more of her."
Gloria looked at Ruthie and her lovely eyes were practically glowing. She smiled at Herb and when Ruthie saw the naked admiration in her father's stare when he looked at Gloria, she was excited anew by a swift, surging desire that almost swamped her. She was wondering how long he was going to be at home and she was a bit worried that Alvin would arrive before he left. Not that it would make any difference, because he was Gloria's boyfriend, but his presence would require some explanation probably and she just didn't feel up to explaining anything.
"I'm sorry now that I had lunch," Herb said. "But, I did, and now I've got to get the stuff I came for and go."
"I'm very pleased to have met you, sir," Gloria said, practically batting her eyes at Herb. She knew that he was very much impressed-by her prettiness and, watching her, Ruthie could see that Gloria was really turned on by being with Herb.
He smiled at them and went off to his room and a few minutes later, he bade them good-bye and he went back to his work.
"Oh, golly," Gloria said, as soon as he was gone. "I want him. He's cute. Tell me, Ruthie, is he any good in bed?"
The question embarrassed Ruthie and she didn't know what to say in answer. Gloria laughed at her obvious confusion and she patted her hand and then lit a cigarette just as the doorbell began ringing.
"Don't worry about answering the question," Gloria said, as she went to the door, assuming that it had to be Alvin, "I'll find out for myself if your dad's any good. And if he isn't-we'll teach him."
Ruthie sat on the living room couch and she was very excited and when Gloria returned with Alvin, she began to tremble; Gloria and Alvin could see that she was very hot and excited but she didn't really care with them. Gloria reached out and opened Alvin's fly while he was still standing, looking down at Ruthie. He let Gloria do as she wished with him and when she exposed his enormous erection and began handling it, he moaned softly, then tried to back away.
Gloria looked at Ruthie suggestively and Ruthie moved forward and took his organ into her mouth. Gloria giggled as she moved her hand up and down like a blur on the base of Alvin's cock and he began coming in Ruthie's mouth and she was sucking him fiercely, nursing on him, using her hands to squeeze and massage his balls, hoping to get more from him.
Ruthie took her hand away from Alvin and she kissed him passionately while Ruthie slid her mouth out of his cock, forcing every possible drop from him before she let him go.
"I think you'd rather have Ruthie suck you off," Gloria said, petulantly as her mouth crawled and squirmed on Alvin's lips. "You sure go ape when she does it."
Alvin was too intent upon kissing her and feeling her breasts to pay much attention to what she was saying. She finally moved away from him and the girls led him into the bedroom and no one seemed to think that he looked particularly unusual with all of his sexual equipment hanging out.
When they got into the bedroom, the girls began undressing Alvin and he let them do it, the ecstatic look on his face clearly showing his enjoyment. Gloria handled his sexual equipment as though she owned it and he began to shake as she began manipulating him and squeezing his balls. Ruthie put her hands on his inner thighs and-moved her hand into his crotch and then she put her fingers between his buttocks and one of them slipped into his opening and he pranced in quick and startled enjoyment. She reamed him with her fingertip and his cock seemed to leap into a larger size and he was shivering and prancing around on her fingertip. Gloria pushed him down onto the bed and began necking with him, kissing his mouth with hot, ardent lips. His hands slipped inside of her blouse and found her breasts and she moaned and shuddered as his hands began to mould her sensitive flesh.
Ruthie watched the two of them as they clung to each other and she was handling Alvin's dripping prong and the situation prompted her to climb onto the bed and then she was straddling Alvin's hips and his stiff cock was in her cunt and she was moving herself up and down and squirming, worm-like, all over his cock. She could feel herself coming constantly and the wetness from her loins was saturating his balls and no one seemed to care.
Gloria moved and Ruthie bent forward so that her eager mouth could find Alvin's lips and then she was kissing him and sliding her tongue in and out of his mouth and he was quivering like a frightened animal. She kept moving up and down on his cock like she was riding a horse and she could feel Gloria's licking tongue all over her sexual flesh and then she realized that Gloria was licking the juice from Alvin's balls, too, and she realized, dimly, that he would not be able to take very much of that sort of stimulation and she lifted her bottom off of his cock and then put it into her ass-hole and it was well that she did because Gloria's tongue and her steady motion forced him into spending and she could feel him spurting in her rectum while she was spilling her own goodies from her clenching cunt and she knew that Gloria was licking and sucking everything down there and reaping a harvest of excessive sweetness and she envie her friend for a time. She was trying to keep Alvin's cock in her butt and was sure that he was going to shrivel up and ease himself out of he but he did not. She was kissing him and tonguing his mouth and he was twisting and turning under her and then she began feeling his cock hard and eager again in her depths and she began moving her hips again and Gloria was licking and slurping the juices as they squished out of her loins.
Alvin began moving his hips and he was pushing his cock up into her and then relaxing and it moved downwards and she was coming steadily, unbelievably, and the fierce thrills and joys that she was able to enjoy gave her one of her nicest times.
Gloria finally slithered around so that she could kiss Alvin's face and his swollen mouth and Ruthie saw that Gloria's skirt was up around her bosom and her hips and thighs were drenched with the fruits of her orgasms. She moved her head and her torso and Gloria seemed to know, instinctively, what she wanted. She moved her hips close and then opened her legs as far as possible and Ruthie saw the thin white trickle emanating from Gloria's bewitching little cunt and she made a weird, sad sound in her throat as she shoved her face tightly against Gloria's dribbling hole. Gloria moaned and shifted her hips in a quick, violent motion as soon as Ruthie's tongue touched her flesh and then she was coming, spilling her sap all over her legs and Ruthie was tasting the sweetness of Gloria's loins and she didn't care whether Alvin came in her again or not.
She never did know if he did. She flaked out once she was able to feast upon Gloria's nectars and they managed to get rid of Alvin for a time, and she was beneath Gloria and they were locked in a frantic sixty-nine and then she felt
Alvin's cock sliding into her cunt and she knew somehow, that he was going to come in her, but she didn't care because Gloria's tongue was teasing and thrilling her clit and her hands were feeling Ruthie's breasts and she was bursting time and again and when she felt Alvin exploding within her hot, slippery box, she joined him, unable to manage any control and, when she felt Gloria's mouth sliding over her spilling well, she began to shake violently, torn and twisted by orgasms of exceptionally delightful fury.
There was a time when her body seethed and boiled with sensual and sexual pleasures too great to endure and her loins were ablaze with the special thrills that she could only know when she was being sodomized and she knew that Gloria was feasting upon the clenching, drenching fruits of her climaxes while Alvin's big cock rode in and out in her ass-hole.
Much of what happened to her became a blur of sexual bliss that she never did itemize, but enjoyed simply because there was nothing else for her to do.
And, then her senses returned to her and Gloria wanted to be sodomized with the dildb while she sucked Alvin's cock; Ruthie was happy to oblige.
They spent hours, trying everything that they could think of and when Alvin had to rest, the girls turned to each other for new and greater thrills.
Alvin was virtually inexhaustible and the girls would always find him ready and eager to do anything at all that they could ask of him. Filled with a sort of satiety and, needing time out to gather their physical strength, Ruthie and Gloria sat on the bed and talked. Alvin was sitting up, smoking a cigarette and when Gloria began playing with his privates he shifted so that she would have little difficulty in getting at him.
Gloria wanted to talk about Herb and what a handsome young man he was and she liked him enormously.
"I really dig him," she said. "He turns me on real wild. Tell me about him. Has he got a big one?"
Ruthie nodded. "Yes," she said, a bit proudly. "He is built very nicely and he loves anything I do to him. He thinks I am his pretty little darling. I love it when he can ream me with his big cock, but mostly, we have to suck each other off. My mother is always around and now that he is working, I don't know when we will get a chance at him."
"We will, though," Gloria said, smiling. "I just won't have it any other way."
Alvin began to squirm and Ruthie could see that Gloria had gotten him all worked up. She felt a time of envy when she saw Gloria roll over and then sit herself down on Alvin's slippery prong. Gloria was sliding him up inside her bottom and she was half crazed with the exaggerated thrills that sodomy provided for her. Ruthie felt an urge to eat Gloria's unused twat and slid her face between the lush white thighs and Gloria let out a squeal of pure ecstasy when Ruthie touched her tongue to the pulsing little slit and while Alvin's cock slid up and down in Gloria's ass-hole, Ruthie's tongue teased and stimulated Gloria's sexual flesh and she began coming and she kept right on having orgasms, one right after the other. Ruthie had become quite expert and she would use her tongue to tease and stimulate Gloria's little clit and then when her orgasm began she would glue her sucking mouth tightly to Gloria's clenching hole while her hot little tongue slipped in and out like a snake's and that would induce Gloria to expel more of her honey and she would keep drenching Ruthie's busy little tongue.
And then Alvin was coming, popping his nuts in Gloria's depths and Gloria was bouncing around and it all became gooey and utterly delicious in Gloria's crotch and by. the time she could get her brains straightened out, she had gathered every drop of nectar available and when she sat up, her head spinning, her loins spilling her own juices, Alvin and Gloria were smoking cigarettes and trying to calm down, too.
They showered together and Gloria made Alvin sit down on the floor of the stall shower while she and Ruthie gave him twin golden showers and Alvin enjoyed that bit of business and the girls did, too.
They rested for a bit and then Ruthie was allowed to suck Alvin off while Gloria practiced analingus in Ruthie's nervous little ass-hole. Alvin became exceptionally hot for some reason and Ruthie kept slipping her fingers into his ass-hole each time she made him pop.
By the time Ruthie let go of Alvin's overworked cock, he needed a rest so he sat on the bed watching and feeling each girl's breasts at one time or another while Ruthie and Gloria became deeply entwined in a fierce and savage sixty-nine that lasted for a long time.
When Gloria and Alvin were finally ready to leave her, Ruthie felt a warm and affectionate attitude towards both of them and she was so glad that she had Gloria for a friend.
She fixed some coffee and goodies for them before they left and Gloria was again anxious to talk about Herb and how they might work things out so that he would become a part of their sexual romps.
"I could just ask him," Ruthie said, smiling. She was smoking and dawdling over her coffee and she was just too weary to really care very much about anything, but when she finally said good-bye to Gloria and. Alvin for the time being, she did admit that she would like it if Herb could join them, too.
"The more the merrier," she said, happily.
CHAPTER SIX
He didn't really feel like working. He was tired and the paintbrush felt like a baseball bat in his hand. It was still early in the day and he was not too sure that he was really wide awake. He could feel the heavy ache in his balls and he knew that he had spent too much time in Winnie's office, talking to her, looking at her.
She was so damned pretty; the way she dressed always gave him a hard on and she knew it. She wore tight, clinging clothes and her pantyhose always showed off her gorgeous legs, and her blouses and sweaters showed off her glorious tits. She wore miniskirts and micro-mini skirts and just looking at her when she was all dolled up turned him on. Her ash blonde hair hung far down her back and her big gray eyes were always sparkling and the way she smiled when she was sexually excited was enough to arouse a dead man. He knew that most men looked at her with sex hungers in their eyes but she was content with him and her marriage. He wondered what she would think of him if she ever found out what he was doing with Ruthie, He worked alone in a large office from which the furniture had been taken so he could do the work he had been hired to do and he was a bit pleased because he was almost finished with the job. He would pick up a fat check for the work; Winnie said that there would be other jobs from time to time and she would see to it that he did all of the painting. That pleased him in a way.
But, he would be around the house again and Ruthie was always around underfoot and she kept him sucked dry most of the time. Of course, he never did think that that was the fete worse than death, but he often found himself wishing that she was not such a hog when it came to blowing him. Winnie was doing it too, and he had to watch his diet and the vitamins so that he could keep up with the demands being made upon his balls these days.
His mind was getting cluttered up with sex and he found it difficult to think about anything else nowadays. But, that was all right. He enjoyed thinking about Winnie and the way she looked when she took her miniskirt off and the pantyhose. She was gloriously beautiful nude and she knew it. She loved showing off the perfection of her body.
He was on the stepladder, cutting in the ceiling line when Winnie walked into the big empty office. She looked up at him and the big smile on her face should have warned him that she was in a loving, affectionate mood. Her big gray eyes were dancing and she looked to be radiantly happy.
"Come into my office, dear," she said. "I have fixed some coffee for us and we can take a break."
He grinned at her as he began getting down off of the ladder.
"You know," he said, "I think that this is the best job I ever had."
She laughed softly. She reached out to touch his arm.
"You have no idea," she said. "It gets better and better as we go along. Now, come on and have some coffee with me."
They went out of the room being painted and the corridor was paneled and they walked in deep pile carpeting as they moved toward Winnie's private office.
When they went inside the beautiful room that was her main office, she locked the heavy door behind her and he could see the electric percolator-the cause of the coffee aroma steaming on its stand behind her big desk. Her office was remote from the others and with the door locked there was complete privacy.
She walked into his arms and they stood in the middle of her office necking like high school kids. She was kissing with a fine head of steam, her mouth wet and slippery, lips moving and squirming with very real passions. He could feel her slender body trembling and he wondered what had turned her on. She told him without even being asked.
She leaned back, still in his arms, her smile twinkling brightly.
"I got to thinking about how close you were and how it would be so easy to go and get you. That sort of thinking really got me steamed up, I guess."
She took her arms from around his neck and stood on her toes, kissing him, practically licking his mouth, then put her hand down and touched the immense erection in his pants. She shivered; he did, too.
"Come with me," she said, tensely.
She took his hand and she led him to the bathroom that was her own private facility. She unbuckled his workpants and they dropped down and piled up on his shoes. She pushed his shorts down and her hands began fondling his balls and his big cock. She lifted her mouth up and when she kissed him he almost came and she knew how close he was.
"Sit down, darling," she said, "and I'll blow you right away. Then we can take our time, have some fun and not have to worry about you popping off too soon."
She pushed him down onto the toilet and he slid out to the edge of the seat and she kicked off her shoes. A quick motion disposed of her pantyhose and then she was able to kneel and begin kissing and licking his stiffened cock. He knew she liked to spend a lot of time kissing and licking, savoring each drop of his sap that oozed from the tip of his cock all the while she worked on it She didn't tarry this time, instead she slid her mouth over his tingling knob and he began to shiver and squirm as her nimble tongue and clinging cheeks began to make his sexual flesh glow and smart with a sensation that was almost unbearable but intensely pleasant. It was something that she was able to do with her mouth and harsh suction and a delicately handled tongue and she would make him overexcited, too well stimulated to accomplish orgasm and when she brought him to a state that only she knew how to achieve, she could suck great amounts of his sap from him, but she got it in little spurts that were pure ecstasy for him and when she finally allowed him to come, he expelled twice as much of his material as he would have if she did not force him to postpone orgasm until the last possible moment.
She was expert, exceedingly talented, and she had explained to him when they first began going together, that her needs were great and her hungers were varied. She liked sex any way at all, but she reacted most pleasurably to sodomy and when they began learning each other, he was a bit surprised to find that such a pretty and dainty creature could enjoy being fucked up the ass most of all. But, he was glad to accommodate her and when she was able to show him how much he could enjoy being fucked with a dildo, he began to learn and enjoy brand-new and unexpected thrills. Winnie's approach to sex was direct. It was something that she liked and enjoyed.
He sat on the toilet in the bathroom attached to her office, writhing and threshing around in excruciating anguish that finally erupted into an orgasm that shook him to his heels. She could do that to him and when she did let him come finally it felt like an over-swollen boil was bursting with its attendant relief. She knew all about the reactions, she could achieve in him and she did things to him deliberately.
She was a sensuous girl and he could remember the things that they had done when they were first married. Winnie was then, as now, gloriously pretty and there was something virginal and delicate about her looks and she knew that that was something he liked especially in her. She had always yearned to be a playwright and had done a great deal of play writing in amateur groups and when they went off on their honeymoon, she wrote several little dramas that they acted out. Of course, they were sexual in nature and they found they could enjoy acting out her little fantasies if she wrote it down and they did it.
Somehow, the little plays got lost in the shuffle of work and making a home and raising a child and he thought of them now only because the way she was blowing him in her own private office was very much like something out of one of her plays and he seemed to enjoy the whole thing much more than he might have if they were having sex at home.
The way Winnie was squatting showed off her hairless cleft of girl flesh and he found that he was drooling, eager to lick her dewy slit and taste the special sweetness that her glands exuded for him.
She took her mouth off his cock and he could see that she was glassy-eyed with sexual excitements and thrilling surges; he wanted to do something nice for her, too.
"You sit down, honey," he said, "and I'll do you for a while."
She didn't answer him but sat down as soon as he got up and then she opened her legs and thighs so he could see the pale, orange-pink flesh of her little girl cunt; the urge to lick, suck and tease it into multiple spasms of excited spendings was irresistible and he quickly surrendered to it. She began coming in swift, clenching convulsions that seemed to force her nectar from her in quick, abundant spurts and, when he put his palms on her plump, sweetly shaped buttocks, she helped him and she shoved her working, squirming cunt deep into his mouth and she was weeping and moaning in sweet agony, and, knowing her. he was aware that she was having herself a time that was exceptionally nice and decidedly pleasurable.
And that made him feel good. He loved Winnie, deeply, devotedly and with great passion. He loved Ruthie, too, in much the same way and he tried very earnestly to furnish Ruthie with as much joy as he could.
They were very much alike, he knew, and he suspected they were oversexed, but he supposed, too, that he was in very much the same condition. And he was decidedly happy about that. He enjoyed being the way he was.
He could taste the sweetness of Winnie's crotch and the scent of her overactive loins was alive and active in his nostrils and he loved the fragrance of her cunt and she knew it. The smell of her loins always stimulated him to greater efforts and he had worried about the great effect such odors had upon him until he talked with a doctor who firmly believed that cunt should smell like cunt, and after that he was content with himself as he was. Winnie was always glad to oblige him with a sexual area that could be allowed to reek if that was what he wanted.
But she was a dainty, hygienic person by nature who, like so many other women these days, shaved her pubic hair and got rid of the stubble with depilatories. Every night, before she went to bed, Winnie would clean herself and then apply the depilatory creams to her crotch and she was always smooth and child-like in that area of her person.
Her sexual parts were tiny anyway. Ruthie was so tight that he had expected difficulty in getting his big cock into her, but that had not happened, and he had been pleasantly surprised to find that she was very much like her mother once she began copulation. They were both very tight, almost virginal and he supposed that was because they preferred their fucking in their ass-holes. The usual orifice was not really used very much. He wondered what Winnie would say if he were to interrupt his efforts with her now and tell her that he would go home and do the very same things with Ruthie. He did not do it.
Winnie was writhing and moaning in delicious anguish as his nimble tongue flickered and danced all over her sensitive petals and her clit; then she began to shake and he knew that she would want him to glue his wide-opened mouth tightly to her slit while his tongue would tease the opening of her hole and then travel upwards to stimulate the head of her clitoris and he did that and was rewarded with countless little batches of trickling honey and then she stiffened, her thighs almost smothered him for a moment, his tongue flickered fiercely against the tip of her clit with a feather-like touch and then she was bursting and he was feasting upon pure unadulterated girl juice.
Winnie slid forward and they wound up on the floor with her hips across his face, his mouth clinging, draining, and she bent over him so that she could grasp his enormous erection and suck him off with a greed that was animal in its savagery.
It took an hour, at least, for them to cool down and regain their normal sense of calm. It was always that way for them. They could begin a time of sexual fun and as they progressed with their activities and stimulations, their passions became higher and stronger, eventually obliterating reason and brainpower and their extended activities became animal acts.
Winnie would think of new things to do whenever she could and he was sure that she spent much of her time thinking about sex and its pleasures. She loved the taste of the sexual fluids, her own as well as his, and she loved to take his cock out of her cunt while it was dripping with her own juices and then she would lick it dry and suck on it some and then they would resume fucking, her appetite for nectar appeased for the time being.
She would sometimes hold her superb breasts tightly together while he straddled her rib cage and fucked her between her breasts. While he was doing that, her coral-tipped nipples would bristle and harden and stand out like erasers on new pencils and she would want him to come in the slippery nest she would create between her breasts and when he was still panting and gasping from the fury of his orgasm, she would push him away so that she could rub and massage her breasts with the semen he had just expelled. She would use her palms to rub her excited flesh with his juice and while she was doing that he would eat her, and when she was ready for him to do so, he would kiss and lick her wet breasts, thrilling to the exquisite sexuality alive and inherent in what he was doing and while he was busy with her breasts, Winnie would masturbate herself with one hand and hold on to him with the other. When he was close to ejaculation she would want him in her mouth and she would feed upon his cock as contentedly as a child at the female breast.
There was always a touch of the bizarre in the things that Winnie would want him to do and he was always glad to oblige her in any way that she might imagine.
This morning was a case in point. He had been working at the job he had been hired to do and he would have been quite willing to go right on working, but Winnie had other ideas. Her position as boss now permitted her great latitude and if she wanted to invite him into her private office and begin a romp with him, no one would say anything about it, or even know about it.
"You look tired, dear," she said, smiling at him as she sat up on the lush carpeting. "Maybe we overdid it."
"I'm all right," he said, matching her smile. "Let's have some coffee and then I'll get back to work."
She stood up and then she began putting on her pantyhose and her panties and she was talking to him as she did it.
"Have some coffee and go home. Take the rest of the day off and rest up. Tomorrow morning
I'll let you do your work and I won't even come in to see you. Tell the truth, dear, you don't really feel like working any more, do you?"
He shook his head and she laughed at him.
When she had repaired the damages that her makeup had suffered, she sat down behind her desk and she was again the very lovely, very talented business executive and he was amazed by her youthfulness. Her big gray eyes were twinkling at him and her bright smile practically glowed.
They had some coffee and then she sent him home. She suggested that he take a nap and he was going to take her advice. He drove home in the city's traffic and he could tell that he had lost some of his alertness. His session with Winnie had taken a great deal out of him in many ways.
He found Ruthie sitting in the living room and she was watching a western on the TV. She jumped up when he walked in and she listened, with a widening smile, as he explained that he was tired and worn out, probably because he was out of condition and not used to working, so Winnie had sent him home to take a nap.
"Oh, that's so nice," Ruthie said, giggling at him. "You just get into bed and I'll help you get to sleep."
He smiled a bit ruefully. "I'll just bet that you will," he said. But he was not at all displeased. Ruthie would get into bed with him and suck his cock for a long time, at least until he fell asleep. Maybe she would keep right on after that, he never knew, but he was glad to have her fool around if that was what she wanted to do. He loved Ruthie and he was glad that she was such a sweet little hot pants.
She followed him into the bedroom and when he undressed she began handling his parts and he got hard right away. She let him get into bed and then she got into bed with him, with all of her clothes on. She pressed her breasts against his chest while she began kissing him and sucking him and he could smell the perfume that she had drenched herself with and it cloyed in his nostrils. He was glad when she slid down in the bed and began sucking his cock.
She was wild for him and hungry and he had supposed that she would lick and suck his cock and postpone trying to make him pop but it did not work that way at all. She began using her tongue and her sharp little nails against his balls and she was panting with an eagerness to taste him and he simply opened his legs and let her do what she wanted to do. He squirmed like a snake as he felt her sliding her wet fingers into his ass-hole and then she rammed one long finger far inside him and her educated fingertip poked against his prostate and forced his juice to spurt from his balls in big, throbbing jets that she seemed to expect. She was devouring her reward with an avid eagerness that sort of frightened him. She was shaking and quivering and he could feel the warmth in her even though he was not really touching her. She was such a good kid and so eager for life's ecstasies and joys. He would do anything for her. Anything at all.
Ruthie was using her fingers and her sucking mouth to suck every drop from him, while her fingers massaged and squeezed his balls. She had become quite expert, he realized. But, after his initial orgasm and its discharges had appeased her voracious frenzy, she continued sucking him, but she was gentler and her efforts set up a state of extreme bliss in him and he slowly relaxed and then he sort of drifted on a tide of exquisite bliss for a long time. He could sense that he was drifting toward a very special and wondrous place and he yearned to reach his destination as quickly as possible.
He did it.
He fell sound asleep.
It was very cold and he could feel the goose-flesh on his skin and he could not imagine why he should be so cold. It seemed to him that he had been in a warm and pleasurable cocoon and then he had tumbled from its warmth and a cold chill was all over his skin and he was freezing.
He opened his eyes and saw Winnie, dressed as she had been when he left her. She was gazing down at his crotch and she could see that Ruthie still had his cock in her mouth and she was fast asleep. Winnie had pulled the covers from the bed and now she was standing beside the bed, a numb, despairing look on her face, and she looked like she was going to be sick.
Ruthie moved her jaws and she sucked hard for a moment or two and then she slipped back into dreamland again. His cock was soft in her mouth but that never bothered Ruthie. She always said that she could make him hard anytime that she wanted him that way and she was constantly proving her point.
He sat up and faced Winnie and he didn't know what to say to her. She didn't seem to know what to say to him, either. She shook her head and then she turned away and walked out of the room. He reached for his cigarettes and got one lit. He sucked some smoke into his lungs and then he was wide awake, alert and actually conscious of the fact that Winnie had walked in on him and Ruthie when she was sucking his cock. He shivered and his cock fell out of Ruthie's mouth. She opened her eyes and sat up then, too. She gave him a bright, cheerful smile and she plucked the cigarette from his hand while she took several puffs on it.
She got up onto her knees and then she was kissing him on the mouth and her little tongue was alive and active and he began to get an erection immediately. He wondered, then if he was some kind of an animal.
"Your mother walked in and found us," he said.
Ruthie backed away from him and the startled look in her eyes shook him up a bit. And then she laughed and she kissed him again. She was not at all distressed or dismayed any more.
"I'm glad," she said. "Let's go see what she's got to say. Where did she go?"
"I don't know. She didn't say anything. She just stood there looking at you and what you were doing and then she shook her head kind of sad like and then she went out of the room. She didn't say a word."
"Well, let's go find her," Ruthie said.
He got out of the bed and he envied Ruthie's bouncy insouciance and utter indifference to Winnie's feelings. He put his robe on and watched Ruthie brush her long, blonde hair into some semblance of order. Then she took his hand and they walked out into the living room. They could see then that Winnie was sitting at the kitchen table. She had a woebegone look on her face and she was slumped in her chair, smoking a cigarette. She did not look up when Ruthie and Herb slid into their usual seats at the table. Ruthie reached out and touched Winnie's hand where it rested on the table.
"I'm glad that you found out, Winnie," Ruthie said. "I have been hoping that you would find out, one way or another."
Winnie lifted her head and she stared at Ruthie, her face solemn, her eyes filled with a sick look.
"Ruthie," Winnie said, slowly, "you are evil. You are sick. Actually sick. You should be put away. And your father is just as bad."
"Sure is," Ruthie said, smiling. "Now, do you want to run off and leave us or would you rather join us and have fun, too?"
Winnie gazed at Ruthie in a way that suggested she was certain that her young and lovely daughter was demented.
Herb was watching Winnie closely and he was sure that she was not nearly so angry as she pretended to be. She was shocked, perhaps, and a bit astonished, but he could see that the look in her eyes had changed and she was gazing into Ruthie's face with very evident interest.
"Herb and I have been having lots of fun, dear," Ruthie said. "But, I have been wishing that you could join us too. You are so beautiful and so young and impossibly lovely to be a mother of anybody. And I know that you are a real hot pants, just like me. Why can't we all have fun together?"
Winnie turned her head so that she could look at Herb and she was almost smiling. She reached out and patted the back of his hand with a gentle touch.
"Poor baby," she said. "You have been rather busy, haven't you."
"I'm glad that you found out," he said.
"You want me to join you, too, is that it?"
"Winnie, dear," he said, "we are all of us hot-pants. You told Ruthie that she is sick, but she isn't any worse than you and I. She is just filled with lots of sexual urges and she is a healthy, lovely youngster. She is doing her best to cope with the pressures that her loins and glands are forcing upon her."
Winnie did smile then. She patted Herb's hand again.
"You have been helping her with her sex urges, is that it, dear?" Winnie asked.
He nodded.
Ruthie said, "We have been helping each other."
Winnie sucked on her cigarette and sat back in her chair and Herb could see that she wasn't angry, just a bit amazed and he could see that she was giving the whole matter some very serious thought.
Ruthie said, "I love you so much, Winnie, dear. And, I have to admit that you give me the hots so bad sometimes I can't get to sleep when I go to bed."
Winnie turned to stare, wide-eyed at Ruthie.
"Oh?" she said, softly. "You like the les bit, too. I had no idea that you were so far advanced as you seem to be."
Ruthie stared at Winnie and Herb could see that they were communicating in an age old way and he could see too that Winnie had already made up her mind as to what she wanted to do. .
She tilted her head to one side and smiled as she looked at him and then at Ruthie. Ruthie rushed into Winnie's arms and hugged her and then they kissed and he could see the passion and the blazing hungers in their kiss. He knew that Winnie loved making love to another girl, one that she liked, because they had made several visits to a sex group that had been in their old neighborhood and Winnie had wound up with several of the girls and she had told him, astonished, that she had been able to enjoy a sixty-nine with the girls in a way that was quite different from anything else. It had been thrilling and utterly rewarding but she still didn't want to give up sex with him, too, and she was very much upset until he explained to her about the bisexuals, those people who could have sex with either sex and enjoy it completely and without stint.
After that, Winnie was able to involve herself with the girls in the club and not feel any shame or embarrassment at all. Now, apparently, she would be an ardent and eager participant in their sexual romps.
Winnie smiled at him as she pushed Ruthie away for a moment so that she could talk.
"I'm glad, in a way," she said. "Ruthie is so pretty and you know the way I have been hungering after her sweet young flesh. I'm sure that I am awful."
"Oh, no, Winnie," Ruthie said. "You are adorable."
He went to them and he put one arm around Ruthie's shoulders and the other around Winnie's shoulders and hugged them. Winnie turned so that she could lift her mouth and kiss him. Then Ruthie kissed him, too, and they both laughed at his pleased expression.
"Well," Winnie said, "Let's go to the bedroom so that I can do something about things."
She led the way to her own bedroom and they went along with her. The bed was already mussed up because Ruthie and Herb had been sleeping in it when Winnie arrived at home and one of the first things that she did was straighten the bed out. She didn't put the covers back on, instead she let them fold over onto the floor at the end of the bed and the broad white expanse of white sheet turned Herb on.
He grabbed Winnie as she moved near him and then she was in his arms and they were necking madly and she was shivering and gasping for breath. Ruthie was smiling at them and she moved close so that she could shove her face close and kiss both of. them. She managed to kiss the corner of Winnie's mouth and his, too, and then Ruthie was sliding her hands up under Winnie's dress and she began removing the pantyhose and Winnie was letting her do it and she reacted by shaking a lot more and he could see that she loved what Ruthie was doing and she loved being held and kissed, too. Ruthie got Winnie's panties off and could feel the sharp reaction in Winnie's slim body as she felt Ruthie's hands on her bare thighs.
"Get on the bed," Ruthie said. "Then you can neck her while I go down on her and she should have a lovely time. I've been dying to get at her for so long I just can't wait."
Herb pulled Winnie down on top of the bed with him and he knew that he had never seen her as hot and concupiscent as she was right then. She was kissing him while he laid on her chest and patted her silky white hair while his mouth clung to hers and their tongues moved in and out with remarkable speed.
She began to whimper and moan and he could see that Ruthie was on her knees between Winnie's pale white thighs and she was touching the pale, orange-tinted flesh and Winnie was beginning to twist and squirm and writhe, caught up in a time of exceptional sexual splendors.
"Oh, oh, oh," she murmured, and her head was twisting from side to side as a brand-new anguish thrilled her and brought her to the threshold of a new ecstasy. He knew that Ruthie had begun tasting her mother's cunny honey and she was beginning her expert efforts with tongue and clinging mouth and Winnie was having one orgasm after another and she was flooding Ruthie's tongue with a steady flow of her sweetness and he could see that Ruthie was feasting candidly and he could see the tremors and shakes in her own body as Ruthie used her tongue and her hands and her mouth to bring Winnie great pleasures.
Winnie began to thresh around like a wild animal trying to escape a horrible fate, but he could see that she was experiencing a brand-new type of pleasure and he could see that Ruthie had her face close to the sheets and Winnie had her bottom hiked up rather high and he could tell that Ruthie had her tongue in Winnie's ass-hole and he wanted to help Winnie experience the very utmost in sexual joy. He put his hand down between her legs and he began using his fingers to heighten the pleasures that she was enjoying. He teased her clit with his finger and touched it in a way that was stimulating and his finger curled and slid into her cunt with each downward thrust and every little once in a while he could feel the wetness of Ruthie's tongue touching his finger as she used her tongue to rim Winnie's most sensitive hole. He could feel the way Winnie was bouncing around and he felt her hand on his cock and she broke loose from his grasp and he realized that the two females did not really need him then.
He got off the bed and he stood for a time, watching, as Winnie moved around in the bed, and went right for Ruthie's crotch. Neither of them had much of a grasp on reason, their glands and nerves and yearnings had captivated them and they were lost to him, adrift upon a sea of voluptuous thrills and impossible pleasures. Winnie lifted Ruthie's skirt and then she was face to face with the bald pubis and the sweet little cleft of bewitching girl flesh and he shivered as he watched Winnie begin to lick and suck at Ruthie's sloppy little cunt. They became animals then, feasting upon each other and they managed to fall into a wild sixty-nine that seemed to please both of them. Ruthie was on top of Winnie and the sight of her dreamy, white buttocks was too bewitching to ignore. He got onto the bed with the two women and he mounted Ruthie and when she felt the tip of his cock touching her ass-hole, she seemed to open her buttocks and her puckered little hole to welcome him.
Winnie grasped his cock as she tongued Ruthie's tight little slot and as he began to push himself into Ruthie's tight little ass-hole, Winnie shoved his cock upwards so that it moved into Ruthie's cunt. He was too excited to know or care and he began fucking Ruthie fiercely and Winnie was tonguing her clit and then he was bursting within her and Winnie was pressing his balls, trying to force as much from him as possible. He could hear the loud, screeching sounds that Ruthie was making as he pumped his juice into her cunt, and then he was pulling himself out and Winnie was licking his cock, using her tongue and lips to secure every drop of honey from him. She licked his cock clean as he pulled out of Ruthie's tight little well. It was still clenching and unclenching, still involved with a massive orgasm and when Winnie finished licking his cock, she turned her attentions to Ruthie's loaded cunt. He was still hard, still in need of attention and he was able to feel a brand-new thrill as he eased his stiff cock into Ruthie's ass-hole. She reacted to his entry in her typical way. She began doing bumps and grinds with her hips and she had no awareness of what she was doing, he was sure. He began sliding his cock in and out and after a while it began to get very good for him and then he was coming in her rectum and she knew it and she was squealing like a stuck pig and Winnie was squirming and writhing in sweet torments of her own. Winnie was bursting her nuts all over the place and he was glad. It had been a simple idea to persuade Winnie to be involved in the family sex life but now it was reality and Winnie brought an enthusiasm to her participation that was really great.
He sat on the bed watching the two girls as they tried to devour each other and he could see Ruthie's buttocks and sexual meat quivering and twitching and working frenziedly as one orgasm after another rippled throughout her crotch and her glands worked at peak performance. She was having a very wonderful time and Winnie was, too. He sat and watched them as they worked with fury and frenzy and their bodies thrilled and exploded again and again.
Winnie and Ruthie moved and shifted in an odd way and then Winnie was on top and her buttocks were spread wide and he could see that Ruthie had her fingers in Winnie's ass-hole while her tongue and mouth were feasting upon a flowing cunt and he shivered as he realized that he would have both females on his hands from then on. And they were greedy females, eager to drain a man in any way but he loved them both and he was glad that things had worked out the way they were going.
He never did know which one of the girls finally called it quits but they sat up after a while and then they wanted a cigarette and then Winnie wanted to get out of her clothes and Ruthie did, too, and he was very much impressed by the beauty of each. Ruthie was a blonde but her nipples and her sexual flesh was a deep shade of pink while Winnie's was a different color entirely. Probably because of her light complexion and ash blonde hair, her glands and organs were a different hue. Her nipples seemed almost translucent, a pale orange-tinted shade of coral, and her thin little petals between her legs were the same shade. Her breasts were snowy white, firm and bullet-shaped and they were full and especially sensitive. He knew that she could manage an exquisite orgasm if he would lick and suck her breasts and then bite a nipple harshly when the moment of ecstasy arrived for her. He would often do that for her and now that they were going to have lots of fun and games he supposed that Ruthie would quickly learn about Winnie and all of her little quirks and foibles.
She loved to tease him and then do horrid things to him, and kiss him and Jove him while he was still recovering from the mean things that she did to him. She would suck him for hours and keep him close to the brink of orgasm and then deny him the relief of coming by simply taking her mouth off of his inflamed cock and she would put his hands on her plump breasts and kiss his mouth sweetly and wetly and turn him into a seething, fulminating animal until his passions subsided in his loins, then she would resume sucking his cock and playing with his balls and she told him that she liked nursing on him for hours, sucking what seemed to be gallons of his juices from his loins, then she would inevitably go too far, her tongue would stimulate to the point of no return and then he would come and it would seem that his loins were on fire and his whole crotch would seethe and squirm in a weird, pleasurable agony and she would swallow for a long time and he would keep on pumping out his sap until he was sure that his whole body was going to erupt and spill out of his cock.
When she was finally finished with her feast, she would pet him and kiss him and she would be exceptionally ardent and sweet and then she would use her tongue and her mouth to arouse him anew and when his cock was hard, she would sit in his lap and his cock would be deep inside her cunt but that was only the beginning because she would move around on his bare thighs and her bottom would climb up off of him and then she would sit right down again and his cock would be buried in her ass. She told him that that was the greatest ecstasy of all for her and her whole interior felt like thousands of little worms were crawling around everywhere and tickling her everywhere and when she experienced orgasm from that sort of stimulation, she would really spill for a long time and the thrills of such climaxes would often drive her into a state where she was virtually catatonic.
She was a beautiful courtesan, a lovely and ardent lover, a marvelous sex partner and one of the most talented cocksuckers he had ever encountered. She was simply wonderful and he was a very lucky man to have her for his own.
He watched Ruthie as she slid her bare body against Winnie's and the two of them slithered against each other like passionate reptiles. And he was glad that they could do so much for each other.
Winnie was a passionate, unbridled hedonist.
And, her daughter was just like her.
He was glad that he would have both of them.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ruthie and Winnie spent a lot of time and effort on preparing a delicious dinner for all of them. Herb took a nap and Winnie and Ruthie were able to talk and tell each other how much they loved each other and how glad they were that they were going to be sensible about things and enjoy lots of fun at home.
"I will have to share Herb with you, I know," Winnie, said, "but I don't think I mind. I know that the things that we do are not right, but I just can't help myself and you two are going to do the things that you do anyway. Why should I be the one to be deprived?"
"You won't ever be deprived any more," Ruthie said.
"I'm glad," Winnie said.
They stepped close to each other and Ruthie shivered when she felt the softness of Winnie's lips upon her own. She was still half way turned on from the things that they had been doing and Winnie had promised that they would try some more fun and games after they had dinner. Ruthie was glad of that. . She kissed Winnie sweetly, and as she rubbed her lips across Winnie's, she whispered, "I just love to suck your cunt, Winnie, dear. Do you like sucking my cunt?"
Winnie's face turned all shades of red and Ruthie laughed at her. She thought Winnie's embarrassed expression was cute.
"I love saying the bad words," Ruthie said. "They do something to me. I mean they really do."
"I suppose," Winnie said.
Ruthie began setting the table and she was filled with new and interesting feelings. She had never set the table under circumstances quite like those prevailing now and she was so thrilled with the new developments and so turned on anyway that she was sure that she was not going to be able to eat any dinner after-all.
"We can go and wake your father up now," Winnie said.
She was smiling as she hugged Ruthie to her and then took her hand.
"I know just what you are liable to do if you go in and wake him up the way you want to," Winnie said.
"Sure," Ruthie said, laughing. "I would wake him up in the way he-likes to be awakened best."
"Perhaps you'd better do it," Winnie said, smiling. "I think that I would like to watch."
There was something decidedly exhilarating about handling Herb's cock and balls while her mother stood beside her watching. Herb was sound asleep and he had no covers on him. He was sprawled on his back on the bed and Ruthie climbed up onto the bed so that she could handle his balls and his cock. He was soft and she put her mouth down between his legs and she began kissing his balls, licking them from their base to the tip of his limp cock. She did that several times and Winnie watched, smiling, waiting to see if Herb would wake up. He continued to sleep and she finally wriggled herself into a comfortable position and she began sucking his limp cock and she was smiling up at Winnie as she began putting some effort into what she was doing.
Herb began to get hard then and in a few moments she was sliding her mouth up and down on a stiff cock. Winnie sat on the bed and she began kissing Herb's soft mouth and he stirred and opened his eyes. He began gushing into Ruthie's mouth and she kept on squeezing his balls and sucking at him with a very powerful vacuum. When her mouth was filled to overflowing with his honey she let him leave her mouth reluctantly. She moved upwards so that Winnie could see her bulging cheeks. She offered her lips to Winnie and they were accepted gratefully and the two girls kissed, lovingly and lingeringly and Ruthie shared the nectar she had secured from Herb with her mother. They were shivering and clinging to each other, their little mouths glued together while they shared the nectar that Ruthie had worked so hard for. Winnie put her hands on Ruthie's breasts and she was glad that they had decided not to bother with clothes while they were working in the kitchen. Ruthie liked watching Winnie parading around in the nude and she knew that she made a very pretty picture, too.
They finally went into the kitchen and sat down at the table and in spite of her conviction that she was probably not hungry and wouldn't eat a thing, Ruthie did marvelously. She ate everything in sight and when dinner was done she didn't want to move. No one did.
Winnie suggested that they go into the living room and watch television for a while and then if they felt like having some more fun, they could give it a try.
"It won't matter," Winnie said, with a big smile on her face. "Now that I know what wonderful times we can have, I am going to stay home from work tomorrow and we will have a real wild orgy. Tomorrow is Friday, and we can have a three-day spree of sex and games."
"Why don't you write us one of those plays that you used to write when we first started out. We could act it out and have lots of fun."
Ruthie stared at her mother and she could see that the idea Herb offered pleased her.
Winnie had a self-conscious little smile on her face as she tried to explain to Ruthie about the plays.
"When Herb and I were first married, I used to write little plays and we would act them out and that way I did not feel so awful about doing sexual things. If it was in the play, we would have to do it. So, I guess that my plays began to get wilder and wilder. Then we got so that we didn't bother with the plays at all. We just did whatever we wanted to do."
Ruthie was enthused when she thought about acting out a play that would require her to do all sorts of sexual things and she said so.
"Oh, I would love to act in such a play," she said. "Do write one, right away."
She got out of her chair and rushed over to embrace Winnie's naked body and she was suddenly overcome by the realization that she was so close to Winnie's privates and Winnie seemed to become aware of the situation, too. Ruthie' was sitting on the floor at Winnie's feet and she kissed her sleek knees and then she put her hands on Winnie's knees and as she tried to part them they fell open and Winnie slid her hips out so that her sex was easily accessible.
"Perhaps I will write us a nice little play," Winnie said with a big smile, "if I am put into the mood properly."
Herb was sitting close to Winnie and he laughed. He was watching Ruthie and she was sure that he was envious. She was trailing her fingertips across Winnie's little cleft and she began trailing them lightly upwards from Winnie's puckered ass-hole. The valley was already wet, soaked with the fluids of an initial excitement and she was shivering with a desperate hunger that had suddenly developed.
Winnie was patting her head and when she began licking the sleek white thighs, Winnie moaned and she pulled her face tighter into the V of her legs. She was eager to be serviced and Ruthie was eager to do it for her. Herb came over to sit on the arm of Winnie's chair and then he was kissing her lips while his hands toyed with her lovely breasts and then Ruthie's tongue and hot mouth began its devastating attack upon Winnie's most sensitive flesh and she began to groan and whimper and then Ruthie was using her tongue with delicate touch and vast skill and Winnie was spilling her sweetness all over Ruthie's face. Herb pushed his face into Winnie's chest and he began kissing her breasts and sucking one nipple and then the other. Winnie was responding in a spectacular way and she was trying to hold on to her sanity and her efforts were not too capable.
Ruthie's mouth was sliding upwards and downwards and her lips and teeth and nimble tongue kept Winnie in a state of extreme sexual excitement and fierce agitation and then Winnie fell out of the chair and she wound up in a sixty-nine with Ruthie and that quickly put Ruthie into orbit. She felt Herb sliding his cock into her quivering cunt and she squealed in pure ecstasy as he fucked her fiercely and quite thoroughly and when he left her body, she felt Winnie's hot little tongue inside her vagina, seeking, scooping and licking and she almost fainted from a wave of purest sexual ecstasy that swept through her and turned her firm young body into a machine that did nothing but expel the sweet juices of sexual frenzies.
Then Herb was fucking Winnie and she was on the bottom and Winnie's over-stimulated cunt was dribbling its syrup down onto her tongue and then Herb was sliding his cock past her tongue and Winnie was cooing and squirming and wriggling around and then she was feasting upon Herb's stuff and Winnie's too and she knew that tasting Herb's material in such a charming place was doing wonderful things to her and she ached with a desire for more and more and always more.
The television set was on and the screen was filled with scenes of great adventures and thrilling acts but there was much more activity right on the living room rug and when they finally stopped and sat up, trying for sanity and a respite, they lit cigarettes and smoked and struggled to recover their wind and their normal sense of serenity.
They slept together in the big king-size bed and Ruthie tasted each of her parents again before they finally settled down to sleep. She ate Winnie again and when Winnie drifted off to dreamland, she began making love to Herb. He was as hard as a rock and she sucked him off twice and then fucked him once. When he came in her cunt she made him get down and empty her and share the treasure with her in a sweet, lingering good-night kiss. She told him, giggling softly, that she would love to make that little scene a nightly ritual. He was quite willing, he said.
She went down on him again and when he was hard, she had him slip his cock into her butt and while he drifted off to sleep, she thrilled herself with a fierce time of sodomy and then she fell asleep with his cock still inside of her.
She was alone in the bed when she woke. She t wriggled herself into a position of warmth and comfort and then she began her early morning ritual. She slipped her fingers between her legs and masturbated for a time, thrilling to the quick spasms of sexual fervor that she was able to induce in her loins.
When she sat up and lit her first cigarette of the day she could hear Winnie and Herb in the kitchen. She could smell the fragrance of coffee and bacon and she got out of bed and into her old robe. She padded into the bathroom and she smiled as she realized that getting into her robe was merely force of habit. She didn't need to bother with her robe any more.
When she went into the kitchen she found that Herb and Winnie were in their robes, too, and she didn't feel so silly after all. Winnie gave her a quick kiss and she poured some coffee for Ruthie right away.
Ruthie put her hands on Winnie's breasts and she was quite surprised when Winnie took her hands away.
"No, dear," Winnie said, smiling. "We will all get dressed and then I will write us a nice little play and we will act it out and we won't do anything at all until we do that. That way it all becomes so much more fun. All right, dear?"
"Sure," Ruthie said.
"Let her do things her own way," Herb said.
"I know what I am doing, dear," Winnie said. "Just take my word for it. Trust me. It will all work out so nicely and we will have so much fun. All day."
"All right," Ruthie said. She smiled at Winnie and it dawned on her that Winnie had spent some time on makeup and, except for her robe, she looked as she would normally look if she was going to work. But she was not going to work. She was going to sit down and write a play while Ruthie and Herb did the breakfast dishes and got things in order around the house.
That was all right with Ruthie. She sat and talked with her parents after they finished eating and they dawdled over coffee and cigarettes and then Winnie told Ruthie that she wanted her to get dressed in her prettiest dress and put makeup on and try to look her prettiest. She wanted Herb to get dressed in his best clothing, too.
"I saw a show on TV last week," Winnie explained. "It was a story where this beautiful young girl got kidnapped and she was left for safekeeping with a couple and they did not take very good care of her. They abused her shamefully. Maybe I will rewrite that and you can be the beautiful young girl that Herb kidnaps and when he brings you home to me we tie you up and do awful things to you. We have all those dildoes and we can certainly use them now. Herb will fuck you up the ass constantly with the dildoes and you will thrive on that, as we all know." She blushed and then smiled sadly. "You see," she said, "already I am beginning to use bad language and no one cares. How quickly we adjust to evil."
"Oh, Winnie," Ruthie said, laughing, "why do we bother with the play and all? Let's just get at each other."
"It is so much easier and nicer if we do it in the play," Winnie said, primly.
The telephone rang then and interrupted anything further that Winnie might say about her plays. Ruthie answered the phone. It was Gloria and she wondered if she could come over and visit for a while. Ruthie didn't really want Gloria around right then, but she gazed at Winnie sort of uncertainly.
"What is it, dear?" Winnie asked.
Ruthie covered the transmitter with her palm while she held the handset up to her ear.
"It's my new girlfriend, Gloria," Ruthie explained. "She's very pretty and she wants to come over. We visit back and forth in each other's houses a lot."
Herb said, "She is a very pretty little thing. You just wouldn't believe it unless you saw it.
She's gorgeous. I can't describe her to you."
"Have her come over by all means, dear," Winnie said.
Ruthie shrugged. She spoke into the transmitter then.
"Come on over, Gloria," she said. "My parents are home today and you've already met my father. Come along and meet my mother, too."
Ruthie put the telephone down, sat at the kitchen table and lit a cigarette. Winnie was beginning to make notes on a small pad. She was putting together the mechanics of her play already in her head and she would use her notes when she started typing up the play.
It seemed to be such a waste of time to Ruthie. She was eager to begin enjoying Winnie and Herb and she just didn't think that a script and all was necessary. She poured some coffee into a cup and when she asked Herb and Winnie if they would like some more they shook their heads and she sat at the table sipping the strong coffee and she wished that she could tell Herb about herself and Gloria and Alvin. That would certainly clear their sinuses, she'd bet. She smiled as she began thinking how nice it would be if Winnie could write a little play that they could all act in. She would love to watch Alvin fucking Winnie while Herb stood by and watched. She had an idea that he would love it, too. In fact, she was convinced.
When the doorbell rang, she jumped up to answer it. She found Gloria standing on the front steps wearing a tight jersey blouse that practically showed off her breasts as naked and beautifully shaped. Gloria saw the expression on Ruthie's face and she laughed at her.
"I don't think that I will shock your parents," Gloria said. "After all, I thought that we would have us a time today and this kind of a blouse gets Alvin steamed up in a hurry."
Ruthie grimaced. "It gets me a bit stirred up, too. Come on in and meet my mother and Herb."
Gloria followed Ruthie into the house and when she met Winnie and Herb at the kitchen table she smiled a slow, sexy smile and she gave Herb a particularly long, sexy look that would have burned an ordinary man to a crisp.
"How do you do," Winnie said, graciously. "It is nice to meet you. Ruthie has said so much about you. She is very fond of you. But, I'm sure you already know that."
"Yes, ma'am," Gloria said, demurely.
"Gloria has a nice boyfriend," Ruthie said. "His name is Alvin and he is very nice."
No one said anything about Alvin so Ruthie said nothing further for the time being. Gloria was looking at Winnie and she could tell that Gloria was impressed by Winnie's pale blonde beauty. Gloria was eating Winnie up with her eyes and she knew that Winnie was becoming a bit uncomfortable because of Gloria's steady stare.
Ruth sat and watched as Winnie made some fresh notes on her pad and she thought that she should explain to Gloria what Winnie was doing.
"Winnie loves to write little plays and she is working on one now," Ruthie explained. "After it is finished, we sort of act it out and that way she knows if she has written a good play."
"I like to act in plays," Gloria said. "I have had quite a lot of experience. I think that I would like to be in your play if you would like me to help you."
Winnie smiled at Gloria and she shook her head.
"Thank you for your very kind offer," she said. "But, I don't think that you could be in this play. Not really."
Ruthie smiled at Winnie and she lit a cigarette as she thought about her next words.
"Wouldn't you like Gloria in your play, Winnie?" Ruthie said. "She is very talented for this kind of a play. And, her boyfriend, Alvin, is very accommodating. He is very well equipped to be an actor in your play."
Gloria was looking at her with a funny look a couple of minutes. I couldn't care less then.
"The heat and the pressure in my balls was so strong I just had to get some relief. So I fucked Sandy even faster and harder and finally the come started moving. From my balls, up the length of my cock, and wham! right up her ass. And I fist fucked her all the while. Sandy was so excited that she had an orgasm, too. The same time as mine. And let me tell you, that was exciting.
"The finale of our old act was for Sandy to get down on her knees and suck off my cock after I'd come. And sometimes I'd twist down on her and eat out her pussy while she was giving me head. But we'd made arrangements that we'd cut that part of the act. What Sandy had actually said, was, 'Don't think I'm going to lick your cock after it's been in my ass.'
"I couldn't blame her. And it didn't make any difference. The audience was cheering like hell. I felt like a god-damned star. We were a hit."
The subject of this last interview was an exhibitionist par excellence. He achieved his greatest pleasure from being watched while performing the sexual act. He was introduced to anal intercourse out of necessity to retain his job as a sex performer in a night club. The idea that he mastered a girl completely by giving her pain excited him even more.
A certain amount of sadomasochism can be found in many people who regularly and exclusively indulge in anal intercourse. However, when the subject is later submitted to undergoing anal intercourse, albeit with a dildo, he notes that the pain becomes pleasurable and, in final analysis, he actively seeks to become the passive partner in sodomistic practices.
The subject, a professional fornicator one might say, stated that he preferred anal intercourse, because the anal opening and the rectum were so much tighter than the vagina of his associate, Sandra.
Anatomically, the anus is regarded as part of the rectum. The rectum consists of the rectum proper and the anal canal. The rectum proper is about five inches long and follows the curve of the sacrum and the coccyx. When distended, it shows three dilated portions formed by inward projecting folds. The largest of these dilations, and the lowermost, is the ampulla which joins the anal canal. The anal canal extends from the pelvic floor downward and posteriorly to the anus. The anal valves, five to ten vertical folds, are found on the inner surface of the canal, behind them are spaces called the anal sinuses.
The internal sphincter is a thick layer of muscle which circles around the anal canal for about one inch. This sphincter is activated by the autonomous nervous system and contracts or expands involuntarily. The external sphincter can be contracted or expanded voluntarily. It is a layer of striated muscle tissue which surrounds the terminal portion of the anal canal. Its fibers are attached to the coccyx and the surrounding skin. The levator ani, which forms part of the pelvic floor can also be activated voluntarily. Its fibers, some of which enter the rectal wall and merge with those of the sphincters, surround the rectum and compress it. The function of the sphincters, needless to say, is to keep the anal canal closed.
The sphincter muscles are unique. There is only one set, and they are one of the most powerful muscles in the human body.
The normal anal sphincter affords a great deal more resistance than even a virgin vagina. Penile penetration can only be accomplished by a sufficiently rigid penis. It is perhaps for this reason that sodomy sometimes has been referred to as a virile sport. The literature of the ancients abounds with references to the effect that "only man in the full spirits of the work should attempt sodomy because the fruits of the game are not available to he who is only mildly interested."
As has been stated before, the subject discovered anal intercourse at a rather late stage in his sexually active life. He was an exhibitionist and when the audience, through his employer, indicated it wanted to see something different, the subject came up with anal intercourse.
Paul Gebhard and his associates, authors of the report Sex Offenders, write:
Just as with voyeurism, there is a bit of the exhibitionist in nearly all males and in many females as well. All adult humans want to be physically sexually attractive; it is psychologically important to them. Society expects and encourages a certain display of physical charms. Except that they do not expose their genitalia, many a male and female on a public beach could be called exhibitionists: they receive some sexual gratification from displaying their anatomy.
The authors continue:
As a group the exhibitionists do not manifest many salient traits, but those which do exist all point toward some deficiency or difficulty in heterosexual adjustment.
And they conclude:
The motivations of exhibitionism are, of course, not to be clearly defined by this study, but our impressions do agree with some psychiatric concepts. Certainly some exhibition is largely an affirmation of masculinity, a cry of "Look, here is proof I am a man!" This is the response of the insecure male who has suffered some ego-shattering sexual rejection or corrosive long-time sexual stress. Also important is the element of sexual solicitation, which many exhibitionists consciously recognize although their hopes are almost never realized. Thirdly, and perhaps most common, is exhibition as an expression of hostility or sadism: a desire to frighten and shock. Erratically moving and standing so that he was constantly touching her breasts and she was enjoying that.
"Herb, dear," Ruthie said, "why don't you put your hand inside of Gloria's blouse and feel her tits for her? That's what she wants you to do. I can tell."
Gloria giggled. "You don't have to be bright to figure that out." She smiled at Herb and she touched the bulge in his pants with her hand and he jumped.
"I want this so badly," Gloria said. "I have been after you ever since I first saw you. Do you think that I'm pretty? "
Herb was shaking as he looked at Gloria and Ruthie felt a bit sorry for him.
"Oh, yes," he said, fervently, "you are beautiful."
"I'm glad," Gloria said, with a slow, sexy smile.
Herb put his hands on Gloria's pretty breasts and she moaned and then clung to him and her chest was heaving and her legs were shaking so that they could see it.
"She's coming," Ruthie said. "Just touching her boobs did it for her. She is a real hot pants and she trips out real easy, too. She's got a cute little cunt, Daddy, dear. You will enjoy eating her box, believe me. She keeps pouring her honey out like it is water."
Herb kept his hands roaming all over Gloria's body and when he put his fingers between her luscious thighs and he got his fingers into Gloria's wet and sloppy cunt, she moaned again and she began to shiver and shake and whimper and then she simply fell away from him so that she could sag into the nearest chair. Gloria was in a sex-drunk state and she was in the throes of a massive orgasm. Herb knelt at the girl's knees and he looked up into the slack, white face. Gloria's eyes were closed and she was making soft little sounds of distress. Her knees were together and Herb had his hands on them. Ruthie looked down at him and she tilted her head so that she could listen for the sounds of Winnie's typewriter. They could hear the rapid staccato of the machine and Ruthie was sure that Winnie was too caught up in what she was doing to be interested in them at the moment.
"Go ahead, Herb," Ruthie said. "Gloria is in bad shape. She needs help. You could sort of call it first aid."
Herb put a little pressure on Gloria's knees and they fell apart like the twin halves of a split peach. Herb stared at the tiny cleft and Ruthie watched as his fingers opened the delicate little rosebud between her legs and they could see the fluid trickling from her over-stimulated glands. Herb began licking the smooth inner thighs, savoring the sweetness of the juice that was there. Then he lost his cool entirely and Ruthie shivered as she heard the heavy moan escape him and then he was sliding his mouth over the little slot and his hand cupped Gloria's buttocks and then he was sucking Gloria's cunt with a savage hunger for her sweet young meat and the juices that he could wrest from it.
Ruthie slid her hand between her legs and she began teasing her clit with her fingertip and then she popped and she could still hear Winnie's typewriter going full blast and she slid to the floor . .turned on by Gloria's anguished orgasms and she ached to have Herb's big cock in her ass-hole but that was not possible right then so she did the only thing that she could do.
She got at Herb's crotch and her nimble fingers got his cock and balls out where she could get at them and then she gave herself up to the magic of the moment. She slid her mouth down over Herb's throbbing cock and she knew that he was going to come the first time she used her tongue on him.
She feasted for a time, enjoying his massive orgasm and then she sucked him contentedly while he kept his mouth pressed tightly to Gloria's overactive cunt. She was bent over, her arms around Herb's head and she was hugging him to her, forcing her sexual meat into his mouth and the crazed, whimpering sounds that kept coming out of her throat made Ruthie feel sorry for her for a few minutes and then she was coming, too, and she just didn't feel sorry for anybody any more.
She was glad that Gloria and Herb were going to make it and she began to think about Alvin and how sweet it would be to be able to have his cock any time that she wanted it. Alvin was built big and he loved ramming it in her ass-hole and she wondered if Winnie would-be able to enjoy getting fucked up the ass, too.
Winnie and she were very much alike, she thought. They were able to enjoy anything and everything. That was good and everything was good. She began to taste Herb's juice and she knew that he was close to coming again and she worked with her tongue and her fingers on his balls until she made him pop and then she devoured his nectar drop by drop. That was the way that she liked to do it and he seemed to enjoy it, too.
She did it to herself again and then she sighed as she moved away from Herb. She would have to stop because Winnie had said that they should wait for her. Poor Winnie.
She had some very bad kids on her hands. know what? Talking about all this stuff has got me all riled up. I've had a roaring hard on for the last half hour.
"Anyway, I pulled out the big black book, looking for some old number who might go along with the bit for a couple of nights. Or even permanently. Hell, you can't imagine how many freako women I've run into in this business. Sure, Sandy used to make money all the time from Johns who saw her of the stage, but I didn't do bad either. I used to average about one note a week from some far-out chick who'd seen me and who wanted some of the same stuff I dished out on the stage. Course, they didn't intend to pay me, they never did, but I got to know a couple of real wild lays.
"And then, too, since I'd been working in clubs for so long, I'd gotten to know a lot of the hotsy-totsy dancers. Most of them were lesbians, but that don't make any difference. They're still good girls.
"So I started calling the names I had from the second group first. After all, they were professionals, right? And being lesbians, they didn't care what was stuck up what hole, 'cause it didn't mean nothin' to them.
"It was funny, but the only gal I talked to who wasn't working was a real big gal named Toni. I guess it should have been T-o-n-y. But it wasn't.
"And it was also funny that Toni would have said yes to my offer, 'cause every time we'd meet each other, she'd always tell me she hated my guts. But it was a few bucks for her, and it saved my job. So we decided to call off the feud and pat each other's backs for a couple of nights.
"She came over to the apartment and I outlined the act. I'd told her about the ass fucking routine, but she didn't seem snowed by that. Didn't seem to bother her at all.
"I asked her if she wanted to rehearse and she threw me a look that would burn the hide off a rhinoceros. 'No chance, buster,' she said. 'We fuck on stage and nowhere else.'
"I explained that we should get used to each other. You know, the way each of us moves and shit like that, but she wouldn't have it. 'No way,' she said. 'If you want freebies, the deal's off.'
"So what was I supposed to do? Toni was my only chance. And the greaser didn't have heart enough to give me a longer chance to find somebody else. What it came down to was fuck Toni that night or go back to the telephone company. I picked Toni.
"I guess I ought to describe a little what Toni looks like, considering what happened during the act that night. I already told you she was big. But I don't mean she was fat. Good old Toni had a set of jugs that didn't quit. About forty-two, I guess. And a wide, luscious set of hips. But she was trim. No fat. Just big. And the truth is, she probably weighed in just about the same as me. Or she might have had a few pounds on me. I'm not too fucking big, except for where it counts in my business.
"When I got to the club, Toni was already in the dressing room. She was, she said, ready already. She was dressed in this outfit that was ... well, it looked pretty damned good. It got me to thinking that maybe I'd try to keep her in the act permanently. I changed my mind later.
"The only bit she'd added that I didn't like was her carrying this big fucking purse. We argued for a while about it, but she ended all conversation by saying that if the purse didn't go on, she didn't go on. Horseshit!
"I got dressed and we sat around having a couple of drinks. We had to pay fifty cents for 'em. That's how goddamned cheap the manager was.
"Finally, we got a three-minute call. I was her-vous-and excited as hell. After all, I had a new pussy and new ass to fuck. That's something to get excited about.
"Toni had only one comment before we went on. "Take it easy on my ass,' she said, and gave me sort of a funny grin.
"I grinned back, thinking she was starting to like me a little. Then we went on.
"Toni was an instant success. What with those big tits and everything. The audience ate her up.
We had a convention of former E-S-in the club, and that kind of group always goes for big tits.
"Everything went okay, except the audience reacted a little funny when I came on-stage and stood next to Toni. Granted she had two inches on me-plus the heels she had on-and maybe a few pounds, like I said before, but I don't think it was fair of the audience to laugh and point at me.
"They didn't laugh long. As soon as Toni started stripping down, they got quiet as hell. And they paid attention.
"I was on the bed, playing around with my cock. But nobody Was paying any attention. Toni had the eye of everybody in the house on what she was doing. And believe me, she was sexy. I'd seen a lot of strippers but this broad was one of the best.
"Everything seemed to take just the right amount of time to be taken off. The dress, the slip. The shoes. The stockings. Wow, Toni moved like a dream.
"And when she reached behind and took off her bra, I thought there was going to be a riot in the house. Her tits were gorgeous, and that's the opinion of a real expert, let me tell you.
"We were now up to the part of the act where the dialogue comes in. But Toni changed that a little, too. She cupped her cunt with her hand just like Sandy did. But with Toni somehow it came off really dirty. And she stands there staring at me with this little smirk on her face.
" Tou man enough to work on this cunt?' she says. Man, it was like somebody had clubbed me in the face with a fist. My face burned red, and shit, I was the most embarrassed guy in Los Angeles. That goddamned broad was belittling me. Just because I was a little smaller than she was.
"But the worst part was the reaction of the audience. They loved the bit. To them, Toni was the Amazon coaxing Mr. Milquetoast to a screw. And
Gloria was very much turned on and quite agitated as she turned to face Winnie imploringly.
"Please," she said, "Let's do it. Right now. I'm so hot. I want to do it right now."
Winnie was pleased and she nodded.
"Yes, dear," she said. "I think that you are right. I am a bit excited, too."
They stood up and Ruthie was amazed to discover that she was shaking and that there was wetness all over her legs.
"Come along, everybody," Winnie said. "The theater is in the master bedroom. So, do come along. Herb, you bring our collection of goodies."
Herb picked up the suitcase and he followed the others. Ruthie looked around the big bedroom and she was glad that it was a big room and that there would be plenty of space for their play to be acted out with no problems.
"Gloria doesn't have any pants on," Ruthie said. "She never does."
"Give her a pair of yours," Winnie said.
Ruthie went into her bedroom and she returned with a pair of her cutest panties just as Winnie was explaining things to Gloria.
"Watching your pants being taken off of you is very stimulating to the rest of us. So, put them on."
Gloria slipped into the master bathroom and when she came out, she was smiling, very obviously getting into the spirit of the play.
It began then. Winnie distributed the scripts around the room so that they could easily be referred to and then she told Gloria and Herb and Alvin to go outside into the corridor. They checked the script and then they went out. A moment later, there was a knock on the door and Herb and the others came in. They were holding Gloria by her arms and Herb gave her a push that sent her clear across the room. She crashed to the floor in a heap.
"Keep this little bitch here," Herb said. "After we get the ransom money, we can turn her loose, but while she's here we will have some fun with her."
Winnie went to help the weeping Gloria to her feet.
"She is very lovely," Winnie said. "Now, you boys can run along and we'll look after her."
Ruthie looked at her script and said, "Let me get at her, Ma. I'll bet that she's got one of them shaved cunts, like the rich ones have now. I'd like to eat her cunt a little, Ma."
"Now you stop, Ruthie," Winnie said, sharply, glancing at her script. "You're a bad one, all right. If anyone around here's gonna eat that cute little girl's cunt, it's gonna be me. Now, you just stop and wait your turn."
"Oh, no," Gloria wailed, checking her script. "Please, no. Please don't do anything to me."
Winnie glared at Gloria. "You refusing to do what you're told to do, girl?"
Gloria cowered and then she began to weep. Winnie went to the door and she opened it.
"You fellers come in here and give us a hand with this ornery bitch."
Herb and Alvin, grinning, moved out to where Gloria was standing beside the big bed, weeping and cowering. Winnie was smiling as she told the men what to do.
"Strip her clothes off of her," Winnie said. "I'm going to give her cute little ass a taste of the strap and she'll be a real nice girl after that. That makes them all real puppy dogs."
Herb and Alvin started for Gloria but she held up her hand, thereby interrupting the action of the play.
"If I have to get that damned strap," Gloria said, "Let Herb do it. It turns me on real crazy if it's done by a man, but it does nothing if a girl does it."
"Oh?" Winnie said. "You already learned about the strap?"
Gloria giggled. "I've tried everything," she said.
Herb and Alvin began taking Gloria's clothes off and they were handling her breasts and her intimate flesh quite candidly and she was squealing and protesting and when she was forced to bend over a coffee table that was in the room, Winnie tied her ankles to the legs of the table, and her wrists to the legs in front. Gloria's bare bottom and cute little cunt were displayed very fetchingly and Winnie went close so that she could bend down and lick the deep pink slit. She was savoring the taste of Gloria's flesh, obviously. But, she stood up then and she took the strap from the suitcase and handed it to Herb.
"Give it to her, dear," Winnie said, crisply. "Lay it on her cute little ass but good. She-likes it."
Ruthie shivered as she watched Herb as he stood behind Gloria and the first time he hit Gloria's cute little ass she knew that he damned near popped in his pants. She went to tell Winnie that something should be done about Herb but Winnie had already figured that out. She told him to wait and they could see the wide red mark across Gloria's creamy white buttocks and Winnie unbuckled Herb's pants and she pushed them down, exposing his massive hard on.
"Poke that into her sloppy cunt, dear," Winnie said. "Then when you're nice and wet, ram it into her ass." my arms pinned under her ass before I knew it. Then she stops moving around and holds up her arms at the audience. She wanted to say something to them. They quieted down to listen.
" 'Gentlemen,' she said in this real loud and deep voice, 'I'm going to show you what happens to little punks who try to fuck a lady's ass-hole.'
"She moved up on my body and sort of pinned my arms down more. And of course at the same time she was sticking her pussy right into my mouth. I couldn't do anything but put my tongue up into her cunt and eat her out. Well, that's a lie. I didn't have to eat her out; I wanted to.
"You'd expect somebody who'd done and been through what Toni done and been through to have a cunt like a coal tunnel. You know, big and sort of used. But that wasn't true at all. She was a lot bigger than Sandy had been, but her cunt was a hell of a lot nicer. It was wild as a matter-of-fact. Warm and tight, and as soon as I stuck my tongue up there and moved it around a little, she started to leak sex juices. They were strong, but they tasted great.
"Anyway, that's what I was doing-eating out her cunt-and she meanwhile was reaching down for that goddamned big purse she'd brought on stage. The one we had an argument about.
"She opened the purse and pulled out this big fucking dildo. I guess she used it when she was with her girl friends, but now she was going to use it on me.
"I caught a look at that thing. Christ, it was big and mean looking. Toni was holding it up for the audience to see and they were howling with belly laughs. I'd never heard an audience enjoying themselves so much.
"Toni grabbed my legs and pulled them up in the air. She was the damned strongest broad I'd ever run into in my life. I tried to kick free, but there was no way for a skinny little guy like me to do that.
"Jesus, was I embarrassed. There I was, with my legs up in the air, my ass exposed for the whole fucking world to see. I took another look at that dildo when she was putting it into position. It was shiny with grease. Goddamn! She meant it! She was going to fuck me with that thing!
"She held me folded at the waist with one hand and pressed that fake cock up against my ass with the other. I tried to yell out, to beg her not to do it, but I couldn't say much with my mouth full of pussy. So I right off decided that since I couldn't do anything to stop her, I might as well enjoy it as much as possible. At least I wouldn't fight it; then it would really kill me.
"I felt the knob of that goddamned rubber thing slide up my ass. I WAS BEING FUCKED!! !
"She pushed again and some more of the thing slid up my ass. To put the thought of what was happening out of my mind, I started to work even harder on Toni's pussy. I licked and slurped, chewed gently on her clit, washed out her whole insides. My whole face was plastered with her cunt juices.
"I can remember feeling that thing being pushed in and then pulled out of my ass. I thought it would hurt like hell. But it didn't. I felt like I was getting my whole insides massaged. like the time I had a little prostate problem and the doc stuck his finger up there and massaged whatever he was after. But this felt better.
"But it was embarrassing. Especially when I felt my cock getting harder and harder. And then, goddamn it, I felt a come rising in my balls. There was nothing I could do to stop it. She kept feeding that thing to me until my cock wanted to explode. Then it did. All over me and her. Man, I shot like I'd never shot before. I moaned and stuck my face up into her cunt and just let loose. It was a different feeling, but it sure felt good.
"At least Toni had the humanity to pull the damned thing out as soon as I was finished coming. Then was the time I was really embarrassed. As soon as she let me up, I ran off the stage. I couldn't look the audience in the face. No way. But Toni just stood out there, taking bows, holding that fucking dildo up in the air. She was a real sweet kid.
"The greaser manager was back in my dressing room in ten minutes. He was wild. "That was the funniest thing I've ever seen,' he said. 'Yeah, sure,' I mumbled. I was dressing as fast as I could. I wanted to get out of there.
" 'I'll have a new broad in a couple of days,' I said. 'Until then you'll have to fill in the show with somebody else.'
" 'like hell,' greaser said. That act is the greatest. That's the one you're gonna do.'
"I shook my head. No way, ass-hole. I'd never get on stage with Toni again.
" 'Okay,' greaser said, 'get your gear and clear out. The bit's over. I won't have any trouble finding somebody to work with her.' Then he left. Three years I'd been working for that ass-hole and that's the way he treats me. Is there no justice?
"I'm working for the telephone company again. I hate it a lot. You know, I was just thinking this morning of giving Toni a ring. Maybe she's in the market for a new partner." to use the strap on Gloria's sweet, young flesh.
And then he reached a special point and Gloria's whole body arched, her crotch was sucked far Up into her body and her legs were quivering and vibrating and she heard Winnie say, "One more hit will do it, dear," and Herb brought the strap down in a brutal slash across Gloria's buttocks and she popped and they stood and watched as she sprayed all over the place and her loins spilled over, clenching and spurting with great fervor.
Herb moved to place his mouth over her gaping and gushing loins and then she writhed and spooked like a startled horse.
Winnie went to her and she began untying Gloria's bonds but even after she was free she stayed right where she was. Herb was still hard, even after all the sucking that she had done and she envied Gloria a bit as Herb shoved his cock in front of her face. He was on the table with her and they managed a wild sixty-nine that lasted for a long time.
Eventually, they all wound up on the bed and-the males put their cocks in the nearest opening and when the avid, insatiable females drained them dry, they strapped on dildoes and continued fucking, sodomizing and the orgy went on and on.
It was lunch time before they were able to cool off so that they could think of food.
Everyone was naked and Winnie thought that nudity was very charming and stimulating and she directed that they remain unclothed while she and the other girls fixed some lunch.
"Then we will have to go on with the play," she said, smiling happily, dreamily. "I am afraid that we sort of lost our way this morning. We shall be somewhat more reserved this afternoon, I hope."
Ruthie giggled as she and Gloria began setting the table and filling glasses with milk.
"Nobody's complaining about this morning," she said. "I was sure that everyone was having a very good time. I know I was."
Winnie wore a distressed expression and she polled the others. She wanted to know if they wanted to resume with the play or just take pot luck and do whatever seemed indicated with whomever was handy.
"What's the rest of the play like?" Herb asked.
Winnie blushed as she gazed around her at the brightly eager faces waiting to hear what the rest of her play was like.
"Let's just go on with it," she said, "I am sure that everyone will be pleased."
Gloria was moving about gingerly and she didn't feel that she wanted to sit down and eat.
She stood up and the others laughed at her.
Ruthie said, "You can soak in a hot tub for a while and that will get rid of your sore bottom. Then we'll rub some cold cream into it and you will be as good as new."
Gloria smiled. She said she was not about to do any complaining, not after the lovely experience she had gotten from the strap. She explained that it did something to her and when she got married she would hope to find a guy who would be glad to wallop her ass whenever she wanted it.
"I'm too gentle," Alvin said. "I could never hurt her. I love her too much."
Gloria went close to Herb and she kissed him and her little hand grasped his stiff cock. She laughed softly as she gave his lips a lick.
"You're a mean bastard," she said. "You can beat the hell out of a girl and enjoy it."
"Sure," Herb said. "That's the kind of guy that I am."
They left the dishes on the table and when they went back to the bedroom, Winnie took a look at the script and Gloria had to be locked up again, and she had to be tied hand and foot across the coffee table and then she would get fucked by Alvin. Herb would be busy in a wild session with Ruthie while she made Gloria eat her. Herb would get carried away and so would
Alvin and after Alvin came in Gloria's cunt the fear of pregnancy would terrify them and Herb would be forced to suck Alvin's juice out of Gloria. Later, the girls would .practice lesbian activities with the dildoes and there would come a time when the males would displease the girls and as punishment they would be required to suck each other off. When Winnie asked Herb and Alvin if they would have any objections to following the script they brushed but shook their heads.
After a while, Herb and Alvin had a sixty-nine and they seemed to enjoy sucking each other. Ruthie was very much amazed at the ease with which it was all accomplished.
After a time of great activity and constant sodomy, Gloria was untied and she was permitted to repent and renounce her moral ways and from then on she became an eager pupil, anxious to learn all of the many sexual joys that could be enjoyed and furnished to others. Alvin was required to fuck Winnie and while she was being emptied by Gloria, he performed beautifully for Ruthie, and then he did Gloria. Ruthie was aware that Alvin was quite unique but she didn't care at the moment. She was busy with other things. She had never imagined that a day could furnish anyone with so many delights, and each time one of them used a dildo on her, As long as genital gratification is dominant such a person would not be defined as a pervert.
From this last quotation we can easily see that the ancient tribal religious feelings have wormed their way straight into the latter part of the 20th century via this scientific text book. It states in pompous manner that anyone who does not perform the sexual act, risking begetting children, is a pervert, emotionally sick.
In both studies on human sexual behavior, Kinsey and his associates have pointed out that analism, oralism and other extra-vaginal sexual acts are part of our mammalian heritage and that it would be a rare, if not perverted, individual who had no such tendencies and who did not desire to perform such acts. In other words, having mouth contact with the genitals, or sexual intercourse in the anus-or any other body part which is not the vagina-is perfectly normal.
Since the most basic need of any human being is the desire to touch and to be touched, closely followed by the basic drive to have intimate contact-sex-it becomes perfectly obvious that the uninhibited male or female can have almost any form of sexual intercourse and enjoy it.
Again and again it should be pointed out that the reason many people are hesitant "not to do such a sort of thing," is a hangover from ancient times when it was imperative to beget as many children as possible. Our sex drive and our need to touch have been inhibited by several hundreds of generations telling us that genital contact was for procreation only. We have been taught-we were not born with-the idea that any form of sexual activity was unclean, evil, frowned upon by the Deity, punishable by law and, last but not least, an emotional illness.
In the process we have reached the point where almost every government on this planet is now seriously concerned with the problem of overpopulation. In the next half-century, if we keep up sex for procreation's sake at the same rate, the human race is going to crowd every other living organism off this planet. We cannot stop having sex. We cannot halt our innate desire for physical, intimacy. Having been divided by Nature into separate sexes, our impulses to have sex in one form or another is too strong to suppress. A person who has not had an orgasm for an extended period of time is either a liar, sick, old or dead.
We live in a world where we are soon to be murdered by sheer numbers. A revision of our ideas about what is healthy and what is not healthy in sex, about what is sinful or a divine grace, is long overdue. To any logical person, not promoting extra-vaginal sex must seem like an act of negligence.
