Every normal person in matters of sex, when examined carefully enough, is found to show some abnormal elements, and the abnormal person is merely manifesting in a disordered or extravagant shape some phase of the normal person. It is not, therefore, because a sexual act is a deviation that it becomes deserving of censure. This view once prevailed; narrow conception of what is "natural" was held, while everything else was "unnatural" and to be reviled, if not to be punished, even severely punished, for it was perhaps a crime and, at the very least, a sin.
Today, the enlightened conclusion reached by medical men is that the abnormal gratification of the sexual impulse, however unusual or repugnant, calls for no condemnation or interference. This greater tolerance is not only a matter of correcting injustices inflicted on those who vary from the norm, but it adds weight to the whole social constitution and a new stability to the moral system.
Erskine Wilder in Pop Warner League Mother has logically shown us in this masterful work of fiction what a hopeless task it is to label sexual varities as immoralities or crimes. Wolbarst in his "Sexual Perversions: Their Medical and Social Implications" states: "It may sound paradoxical, but it is true that the spread of sexual perversions in American communities in recent years has been very largely fostered and abetted, unwittingly of course, by moral agencies." Hence, we can readily assume that prohibitions are incitements.
We, the publishers, are extremely proud to present this enlightening novel by Mr. Wilder, for While we cannot expect or desire to return to the famed Greek morality of ancient times, and its ideal of "the beautiful alike in body and soul" which is well out of our reach, there can be little doubt that we will gradually break down the false notions and the rigid attempts at legal and social prohibitions which have caused so much trouble and confusion in the sexual history of recent past. In so doing, we shall purify our spiritual atmosphere and strengthen our moral code by removing from its prescriptions which were merely a source of weakness.
-The Publishers Sausalito, California July, 1972
CHAPTER ONE
Joanne Carter was peeved and not trying to hide it. In fact, the voluptuous blonde woman had been blamefully short with her husband's teenage sister, she realized, but the way the sprightly, long-haired brunette had continued to flaunt her eye-catching curves before Jimmy French during practice had irked her to no end. In skin-tight hot pants and braless blouse it hardly seemed necessary that her youthful sister-in-law move at all to display her wares, she remembered disgustedly as she prepared the tray on the counter before her. Instead, the vivacious little enchantress had followed, a routine of wantonish teasings that had kept her firmly rounded young curves in a constant, slow moving state of seductive squirmings ... and the entire team in aroused and confused befuddlement.
At first, Joanne had blamed Barry Watts' injury to Holly's luring presence on the sideline. The fourteen year-old had, like all the others, been ogling Holly since she'd cutely tripped out and joined the boys on the bench, wedging her full, hot pants covered hips between Jimmy French and Ace Hackett. Some ten seconds later, Barry's eyes, rather than fixing on the passed ball coming at him, had lingered too long on her husband's young sister, the result being he had been smeared and afterwards, lay painfully writhing on the ground.
A nauseous void had knotted at the pit of Joanne's belly as she rushed onto the field to where he rolled about clutching at his knee. It was, of course, their biggest worry and always present, that of a boy being seriously injured, but in this case her anxiety was personally underscored. Barry had been left in her charge when his young dad, Phil Watts, along with her husband, Bill, had reported for training in L.A. where they both played pro ball with the Panthers under the coaching of her father. The nature of football injuries were not new to the athletic young wife, having been steeped a lifetime in the complexities of the great American sport, and she'd immediately recognized the possibility of a painfully torn cartilage. Calling for help from the boys, Joanne had ordered Barry carried to her car, but not before she had briefly snapped a few meaningful words at her teenage sister-in-law, sending her back to the house to get properly dressed and to remain there until she returned with Barry from the hospital.
Now, as she continued to prepare young Barry's dinner tray, and still dressed in her gray sweat suit, the pony-tailed woman couldn't help thinking she'd been unnecessarily harsh with Holly there on the field, but still she was not sorry either. Perhaps the embarrassment in front of the boys hadn't been in order; all the same, sexy, teenaged Holly Carter was getting out of hand and now was the time to straighten that out, not after she got herself involved in some nasty little mess. Joanne surmised that she was still in her room by the angry slamming of drawers and the likes. She was surprised, however, when the dark-eyed young girl didn't come out to learn how Barry was, the two having always gotten along with the closeness of brother and sister, but she didn't dwell on the thought.
Joanne had, in fact, temporarily filed Holly into a secondary category of her brain, a problem to be definitely dealt with, but later. The immediate enigma was the injury to Barry, a startling situation which though moving her compassionate female instincts, as well, was firing her wrath. The x-rays had shown nothing. Later, in private consultation with Doctor Moore who acted as physician for the little Pro League, Joanne had been absolutely stunned.
"It's really quite simple, Jo," the middle-aged, baldish man informed from behind his desk. "And I think I've seen it coming on with Barry. To begin with, he has a slight wrench, but nothing as serious as he's pretending."
"Y-You mean ... he's faking, Doctor?" she questioned in open-mouthed amazement. "You can't mean that...?"
"I'm afraid I mean exactly that, Jo," the medical man calmly replied. "Barry is scared. For some unknown reason he has a dreaded fear of the game, and obviously intends to use this so-called injury as a means of escaping it."
"My God ... I just can't believe that, Doctor Moore! she exclaimed half under her breath. "I-I mean, with his father the great Sugar Watts ... probably one of the finest ends of all...."
"Which may well be the answer, my dear," Doctor Moore noddingly interrupted. "We see it every day and in all fields of endeavor ... the offspring expected to follow in his father's footsteps, and hardly, if ever, given a choice in the matter. The unthinking parent automatically assumes his son should carry on in the glorified pace he has set and generally with greater ability. While at the same time, the shadow of parental fame becomes a looming mental barrier to the inheritor, too often demoralizing rather than encouraging him. And that, I feel certain, is what we have with young Barry."
For a long moment she had simply sat there staring at the kindly man who had once been a limited, college football star in his own right. Finally, she'd said: "You realize what this is going to mean to his father, don't you, Doctor? To ... to learn that Barry is a coward will be just like sticking a knife into him...."
"I wouldn't call the boy a coward, Jo," the balding physician quietly corrected. "True, he's going to hide behind this injury, but not from being afraid of the sport as much as distaste for it and in the knowing that he can never be as great as his father expects."
The curvaceous woman had shaken her head in stubborn disagreement. "I-I just can't buy that, Doctor Moore. To me, Barry's being a downright little coward, and frankly, I'm ashamed of him."
"Well ... you surprise me, Jo," the slender man said, getting to his feet in an indication that the consultation was over. "You know, Barry's situation reminds me somewhat of your own when you were just a little girl and before your mother died. It was quite common knowledge amongst us who knew your father, that he was a pretty disappointed man when you were born female rather than that of the football gentler. Joe 'The Crusher' Allison had his heart set on that son to fill his shoes, and I don't have to tell you that it was your mother's second pregnancy so soon after you were born that took the life from both her and the unborn baby."
For the second time in a space of minutes, the voluptuous young wife had been taken aback by this wonderful man she had known and respected all of her life, and it was because of the latter that she knew she could never be angry with him. All the same, his words, as true as they were, had irritated her, and she'd said:
"I think you're forgetting, Doctor Moore, that I was always as disgusted with being a girl as was Dad."
He smiled and nodded. "Which, if I may add, was why you were the biggest tomboy in Santa Carmella, young lady ... and by the same token, one of the best damned football-handlers in your teenage years that I've ever seen."
"Well, I should have been, with Crusher Allison teaching me," she replied, smiling back at him. "The trouble was, I couldn't remain an adolescent, and women's lib is still a long way from demonstrating on the gridiron."
"Well, thank the Lord for small favors," he said with a laugh. "And I imagine your Billy is just as happy about that, too ... as well as the fact that his pretty blonde Jo developed into such a splendidly curved female rather than a big muscular tackle."
The young wife recalled her cheeks had warmly tinged at his pleasing compliment, and how she had walked toward his office door remarking: "If I didn't know you so well, Doctor Moore, I'd swear you were flirting."
He shook his head in pretended dismay. "Dammit!" he sighed, "that's what happens when you get old. None of the shapely young women that matter will believe you when you're serious!"
"You sweet darling...." she said, unable to resist leaning forward and kissing him on the cheek. Then, catching hold of the door knob, she had seriously added: "Even though you're probably right about Barry, and you always are, I'm not going to give up with him, Doctor."
Again he sighed, but this time in a more solemn vein. "All right ... but be careful with him, Jo. He needs love and affection right now more than a pep talk. A bit of kind understanding on your part is going to go a long way. Remember, he's like you were ... no mama ... and you should recall the psychological struggle it was for you in the beginning."
"Yes ... and I made it, Doctor."
"Only because you wanted to ... Jo ... and I doubt that he does. Try to keep that in your mind. Bend a little, dear ... lavish some of that blue-eyed charm on him ... make him know you understand."
It had been her turn to sigh then. "I ... I'm really not sure whether I can or not ... You know, I've been around he-man all my life, Doctor. It's not exactly easy for me to encourage the opposite. Billy is the same way, which is why we bought the ranch and set it up for Little League Football. I'm sure you realize that with the gym, locker room and all, it was quite an expensive proposition, especially the football field and bleachers. Even Dad put money into it, but the results have been so rewarding...!"
"I do know, Jo, and like every other citizen in town, we're all proud of you ... especially your Santa Carmella Imps. They've won the State Title two years in a row, haven't they?"
"Yes, but it'll probably be different this season. Billy was able to spend more time with me and the team last year, plus we had the help of Dad and Sugar. This year, Dad set opening training for the Panthers a month earlier, leaving the whole coaching job to me."
The doctor laughed. "I can't think of a more capable person ... only, from experience, my dear, I suggest you cut down on your own active scrimmaging with them. Remember, your female anatomy, whether you want to admit to it or not, was not designed to bear the bruises of football ... and it could prove dangerous. At least, try to put on some more protective clothing, especially covering your breasts."
She had opened the door then, Joanne remembered, unable to hold back the repeated flush to her cheeks. "Yes, Doctor Moore, I promise to remember." she said, smiling and entering the waiting room to collect Barry Watts, who somehow managed to struggle to his feet.
Perhaps it was the memory of that phase ... the manner in which the young teenager had hung onto her en route to her car that irked her as much as anything. Anyway, she had hardly talked to him the short distance from the center of town to their ranch on the outskirts. He'd lain his head back against the seat as if he were in pain, that put-on in itself enough to spike her rage with him. Again, she had helped him into the house to his room, told him to undress and gone to their portable bar to make herself a much needed drink.
How the devil was she going to cope with it, she'd uneasily wondered, sipping at the rare scotch-water she might occasionally consume before dinner. Dammit, she'd always thought of him as such a sweet, masculine boy ... dark -haired with matching alert eyes. A normal sized teenager for his fourteen years, but well developed in shoulder and bicep, and actually a good ball carrier when he put the effort forth, too. She had and was in a furious little dither in determining what she would do with him. Both Sugar and Billy would come unglued if they knew, she realized. The makings of a fine ball player were aptly an inbred part of him ... yet, cowardice...? God, she could still hardly believe it. If she didn't know and respect Doc Moore so much she'd say he was out of his mind! But she did!
All the same, she was not about to coddle ... to ... to let the boy think he was getting away with such a funky little scheme! Dammit, she just couldn't go along with it, regardless of Doc Moore's recommendations!
In the interim of tossing a salad and waiting for his steak to finish broiling, the voluptuous woman finished her drink and did the remarkably unusual. She went to the bar and fixed herself a second. God, she was in a bad state of mind, wasn't she? Under the circumstances, she felt somewhat more like an overseer of wayward kids ... a ... a babysitter, than she did a handsome pro-athlete's wife and female little league football coach. A happy wife and football coach by choice, she might add, her entire life being involved with her husband and his off-season hobby, and being almost as capable as he to teach the virile art of the sport with her own inbred background.
But truly, she hadn't counted on Holly staying after the summer vacation and going to school in Santa Carmella. She'd felt certain the vivacious young teenager would be returning to the home of her parents in Dallas, and why she hadn't wanted to was just beginning to dawn on Joanne. With all of the boys bussing in from town every afternoon for practice, and she being at the marvelous susceptible age, the answer was as logical as the morning California sun. The young girl had only to look up into her big brother's eyes and beg to stay. It had, in fact, been settled in fifteen minutes, part of that being a phone call to Dallas, with Joanne hardly contemplating the problems of looking after a teenage girl amidst her twenty-six 'right-on' boys.
She did now as she sipped from her second drink, walking slowly back into the kitchen. Holly's earlier actions had been damned little short of ... of sluttish, in her estimation ... yet, she couldn't deny that there had been a certain naivety about her. Still, there was nothing simple about the way she was dressed ... no bra with her full young breasts, and those skin-tight hot pants. Obviously, she had been displaying all this for young Jimmy French, the fifteen-year old backfield genius who quarterbacked the first string. And he was that, all right, when it came to the key-back position. He was tall, broad-shouldered ... and quite handsome to boot, as a matter-of-fact.
For the third time in a matter of an hour or so, Joanne sensed her cheeks reddening. She was recalling a play where she had taken the defensive position in scrimmage to show the scrubs how to "get in there." Three times she had demanded the same call, and on all three she had tackled the good-looking young quarterback on different break-through tactics, their bodily contact finally filling her with a strange sensation of excitement she couldn't quite fathom. It was a few minutes later that Holly had lightly tripped onto the field, while the curvaceous, athletic blonde wife had been too occupied struggling to rid herself of the close facial expression Jimmy's young, handsome features had burned into her mind, as well as the rousing effects of his youthful teenage body entwined with her own, to notice!
As a matter-of-fact, she now discovered herself still trying to be rid of those exciting features and feelings of youthful physical contact with him as she sipped at her drink, while with ridiculous frustration she nervously checked Barry's steak. God, what was wrong with her anyway? Jimmy French was just a young teenaged boy! Why should she be thinking such ... yes, such sensual thoughts concerning him, a ... a fifteen year old ... juvenile? She was a twenty-seven year old, happily married girl to a handsome and adorable twenty-eight year old husband! Almost four years now since they'd taken the grand step, and rather than a honeymoon, had plunged into this project for the boys ... two wonderful years! She loved her Billy, with all of his ego and deserved fame, loved him with all of her heart! Oh ... maybe he wasn't the best man in the world in bed, but there had been times ... a few anyway ... when he'd brought the stars raining down around her ecstatically swimming head! Lord, what was the matter with her? The idea of suddenly being deluged with such erotic thoughts was not only shameful, but so unlike her, she reasoned.
She forked Barry's steak onto the plate, then finished her drink. Whatever the source, she intended to bring it into check immediately, the exquisitely featured young woman determined, a sense of self-disgust trying to make its presence felt. She then set her empty glass on the tray and headed for the little bar en route to her ward's room. Under the incredible circumstances, another drink was not only in order, but necessary. She certainly needed something to brace her and help get her head back on straight!
* * *
Teenager Holly Carter had never been given to pouting when things didn't go her way, and she had no intentions of leaning on it at this stage of her young life. Vindictiveness was more in keeping with the radiant, fifteen-year old beauty's sometimes mulish character, and it was revenge alone that was bitterly filling her mind at that very moment. There'd been no call for Jo to belittle her as she had in front of the whole team ... coming right out and making remarks about the way she was dressed ... or undressed as she'd so snidely put it. Damn! She'd never been so embarrassed in her whole life! It'd been downright debasing, that's what ... as if she were some sort of bitch trying to seduce one of the guys!
Oh ... maybe she had dressed a little risque to catch Jimmy French's eye, but that certainly hadn't meant that she was ... was trying to peddle her tail or something! Hot pants were the 'in' thing, and none of the girls at school were wearing bras these days ... so what else had she done to deserve such a mean hauling over the coals?
Whatever had suddenly bugged her luscious, puritanistic sister-in-law, the long, dark-haired Holly was not actually certain, but if it was just the way she had dressed, then her big brother must have some lemon for a bed companion. Anyway, it wasn't done with yet, and she had no intentions of accepting an apology or letting "Mrs. Purity" smooth it over. She'd just bide her time, for she was not about to go back to Dallas ... not with that darling, Jimmy French, just about ready to ask her for a date.
Boy, he was smooth. She'd danced with him a few times and man did he know it all. Besides, the few girls he went out with all said the same: a chick didn't have to wrestle with him at the shank of the evening just to show him she appreciated his company. That was the drag with most of the guys; if a girl didn't put out she damned soon found herself in cold storage ... no dates ... nothing. Well, that's one thing she could brag on: she still had hers nice and snug between her legs, waiting for the right guy to come along, regardless of what Joanne thought of her. And just maybe ... maybe he was right on his way into her arms!
Actually, it had been these warm and exciting thoughts concerning Jimmy that had kept the ripely curved young teenager from flying into a fit of rage and tears when she'd stormed into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Outside of banging a few drawers and stripping naked to slip into a wrapper, she'd done little but think of her tall, tow-headed Jimmy and fix her nails to the rock sounds of her radio. Not until she hear Joanne enter the house with Barry did she bang a few more drawers, reassure herself that her door was locked, then go to the walk-in clothes closet separating hers and Barry's rooms. Through the eye-level vent that had something to do with the air-conditioning, she had watched her sister-in-law short-temperedly order the hobbling boy Holly had come to think of almost as a brother, into bed. Not that there hadn't been a couple of times after she secretly had played voyeur, watching him undress and getting a good look at his young penis and testicles, that she hadn't thought of developing their association into a more intimate one. Especially, she remembered, the night about a week before when he'd stripped completely naked, then began to stroke himself in front of the mirror until it was as hard as a fist and she'd stood there dry-mouthed, just watching as she kept getting hotter and wetter between her legs. But then, he'd jumped into bed and snapped out the light, leaving her to do the same. God, she'd been so horny that she'd fingered herself until she'd cum twice before getting to sleep...!
The tapping against her door interrupted the curvaceous young teenager's erotic thoughts. Then: "Holly...? Are you coming out for dinner?"
"No ... no, thank you. I'm not hungry," the long-haired girl flatly replied to her sister-in-law's question.
"You must eat, Holly," Joanne's throaty voice came through the panel to her, and then she saw the knob twist, thankful that she'd locked it. "Anyway, I want to talk to you after I take this tray to Barry."
"I'm sorry, but I'm in bed now." Holly returned with a level voice. "Besides, there's nothing to talk about."
With that, and enjoying a certain feeling of retaliation, Holly turned off her light and lay quietly until she heard the faint hum of voices in Barry's room. It was then that she almost silently slipped out of bed and in her short nightie, took up her watching and listening position in the clothes closet....
* * *
Moving on from Holly's bedroom door to Barry's with tray in hand, the voluptuous, blue-eyed young wife gave mental thanks for the calming effects of the scotch. Damn, she could lose her temper with that churlish imp of a girl quicker than she could think scat! Planning a little sulking spree was she ... well good ... maybe that would keep her away from the team for a few days, at least until they began to show some of the form from last season ... And now, to her major concern. God, she just hoped she could keep some sense of sympathy in her mind for him....
He was sitting up in the bed, propped by two pillows and naked to the waist where the sheet came up on him when she pressed open the unlatched door and entered. Through force of habit, he brushed at his heavy shock of sable-ish hair, his dark young eyes searching her face with an expression of mental, more than physical pain, Joanne deduced.
"Ready for a little dinner?" she greeted, her warm smile seeming to easily show forth. "How's the knee? Still paining?
His lack of an immediate answer surprised her. She set the tray across his middle and picked up her drink from it, aware that his innocent teenage eyes were actually watering ... that he was very close to tears. Something she was not exactly familiar with washed through her at that precise moment, and she sensed an almost choking lump rising into her throat.
"I ... I can't lie to you, Jo. You ... you're too keen ... too swell to all of us guys," he half-whispered, then, reached out and grasped hold of her hand. "I-I know you'll understand when I tell you ... and I've got to tell somebody ... or I'm going to blow my cool for sure ... honest!"
Maybe it was his revelation, or the way he looked, so young and innocent in the bed, youthful developing chest, arms, shoulders naked, white, and vulnerable ... or was it the heat of his broad young hand imploringly clutching hers ...? God, for that brief, overpowering second the desire to throw herself on top of him, hold his teenage, naked body pressed tightly against her own, to kiss him, to love him, was nearly overwhelming! Yet, somehow, she'd maintained her presence of balance and said:
"Darling ... eat first ... we'll talk after," and she'd awkwardly backed away from the bed, slowly pulling her hand from his reluctantly freeing grip. "Look at me, still in my sweat suit." She laughed. "While you're eating, and you do have to eat or your Daddy Sugar would be very up-tight with Jo, I'll freshen up ... then, we'll talk, darling."
"P-Promise?"
"Y-Yes ... oh yes, of course, Barry dear ... I promise," Joanne assured, actually moving unsteadily as she wheeled away and made it through the doorway. There in the hallway, she stopped and drained her glass before making her way to the bar to blend another stronger one of the same.
God almighty, what was happening to her? She'd never felt such spurring, erotic sensations, not even with Billy, and he was her own husband! To experience an excitement of sensual arousal from the touch of a man seemed almost understandable ... but from a boy ... a teenage boy? What the devil was taking place inside her? There'd never before been anything like this, not even in her secret, secret life! The religious home of her parents had taught the necessity as well as the exultance of chastity. Shamefully, she'd fingered herself in the darkness of her bedroom, but not before she was sixteen ... and when it had happened, when she couldn't pull her stroking, rubbing finger away, she'd been certain she was probably going mad ... her climax had been that sensational!
Almost frenziedly, the voluptuously camouflaged Joanne Carter in her stained sweat suit scooped up the new drink and consumed half of it. Thank the powers for the liquor this night, if never again, she tremulously thought. She was actually hot and wet between her legs, the moist warmth saturating her vaginal lips against the sheer nylon crotchband of her panties. When had she felt quite this way ... except the night that Billy had kissed her there ... and she'd been wildly certain he was going to do more than just kiss ... but he hadn't?
Ooohhh ... what she needed was a shower to tone her down. Barry was expecting her back to listen to his story ... and she knew he intended to tell her everything! The sweet, lovable darling! Doc Moore was right, but more important, she had been wrong! The lovable angel was no coward! In fact, he wasn't too far away from being a grown man ... with grown genitals ... with a long, thick, male hardness that thrust out in a menacing beauty from his loins!
Damn! Again, the blue-eyed, sweat-suited, blonde young wife gulped from her glass, but this time as she somewhat staggered along the hallway toward the bathroom. To look as she did at that very moment was shame on her sex, she tipsily determined. It was one thing to be part of your loving husband's wishes ... but just as important to be a woman ... a girl ... and that's exactly what she was!
Sweet ... sweet and lovable Barry...! What a beautiful boy at fourteen ... so fair-skinned and bright-eyed, his young body visibly developing beneath the clean, white T-shirts and tight blue jeans he wore! Yes ... they always were tight, weren't they ... the obvious swell of his youthful genitals there to remind ... even taunt her...!
An erotic shiver rippled over Joanne's tanned, incited flesh, causing the resilient mounds of her rounded white breasts to quiver in their nakedness as she slipped off her bra. Sensuously, she cupped them, smoothing her gentle hands upward from her naked waist to provocatively lift their firmly pointed fullness in a teasing caress, feeling their tiny pink nipples hardening, and she leaned closer to watch the secret process in the bathroom mirror! Once more, a forbidden hedonistic tremor fluttered through her.
Quickly, she unzipped the sweat pants and stepped out of them, then rolled her brief nylon panties down over her smoothly curved hips, letting them puddle at her feet. She stepped back to better observe the whole of her satiny, tanned-white nakedness, unleashing her pony-tail and brushing her long blonde hair back to tumble in a halo about the oval of her face, and behind her femininely sloping shoulders.
In truth, she had always derived titillating pleasure from the admiring of her own undeniable voluptuousness. Why had she shunned it so long? At twenty-seven, this night ... this moment ... she saw her body as being at its most enticing and curvaceous peak! She eagerly dwelled on the perfect formation of her breasts and slender waist, the generous sweeping arch of her hips and the long, white columns of her rounded, full thighs and shapely calves. God...! How Billy loved her body! She shook her head, then concentrated once more. There was something alluring and personally secretive in the white outline her bikini halter left across the buoyant mounds of her uptilted, pink-tipped breasts, and cupping at the roundness of her smoothly ovaled buttocks. Yet, it was the milky white of her arched hips and lower abdomen where the silken triangle of sparse golden curls began to sprinkle over her puffy little pubic mound and flushed vaginal lips that was this night inciting the tingling in her softly heaving belly.
Yes, Billy loved her body, she knew, reveled in its soft, underlying warm strength when he held and caressed her. She could almost feel and hear his hot, gasping breaths as he explored its intimate hollows and hotly moistened passages ... then the intensively fulfilling sensations of his thick male hardness slithering in and out of the desire-inflamed vaginal slit up between her hot, wide-spread thighs...! Oh God, she was recklessly feeding her fired, sensual excitement rather than trying to squelch it ... and there was no Billy tonight, or for many nights to come for that matter! It had to be the liquor ... she'd overdone it...!
A shower ... yes, a shower ... and then her talk with Barry ... anything to rid herself of this erotic torment...!
CHAPTER TWO
Barry Watts had no appetite. He'd hardly picked at the dinner the coach's wife had prepared for him; he felt that miserable inside himself. Lying there in his almost naked, propped up position, the tray still across his lap, he'd had ample time to think it all over, and he'd made up his mind to put his trust in the beautiful older woman ... just come clean with the whole truth. Man, he simply couldn't keep it bottled up inside him any longer or he'd flip for sure. There was no way he could go on pretending, even if his Dad hated him for it! Football just wasn't his cup of tea! Maybe he was yellow ... he darn sure went in there every time with a funky gut, and that spelled lily-livered with a capital L ... but he couldn't help it. That's the way it was with him!
Doc Moore had seen through his knee injury right off, the teenager felt certain. Oh, he'd really twisted it, all right, but the biggest share of his act had been put on once he'd seen the opportunity. Now, he "was ashamed of that, too, and couldn't help but wonder if the doc had told Jo when he'd taken her into his office. Whether he did or not wasn't going to make any difference though; he intended to make a clean breast of the whole thing when she came back for the tray.
Man, but she was a slick doll, beautiful and real regular with the guys, insisting they all call her by her first name, Jo. Sometimes, he could hardly believe the way she would get right out there and even scrimmage with the team, tackling, blocking and all. It was those times in her sweat suit that he hardly thought of her as a girl, and then he'd see her in slacks or mini-dress, but especially in her bikini around the pool, and his cock'd get as hard as a poker! Man, what a wild build she had, and such a knock-out, pretty face...! Lately, he couldn't help noticing her more and more, hardly able to keep his eyes off her when she didn't have her lousy sweat suit on ... And Holly, boy, she was something else, too!
It really hadn't dawned on him until that afternoon what a sexy build she had. Crap, when he'd spotted her in those hot pants and her tits jiggling like two big apples beneath her jersey, it was no damned wonder he'd been wiped out on the play! Still, he couldn't help but regard her almost in a sister capacity, and he guessed that she thought of him that way, too. Just thinking about the sizzling way she'd looked out there on the sideline, plus the mental visions of his coach's beautiful wife in her bikini by the pool had caused his old rod to begin stiffening inside his shorts beneath the sheet, and he sort of pressured its blood-filling hardness upward against the weight of the tray....
Joanne's sultry voice took him off guard as, gently pressing the door closed behind her, she said: "A-Are you finished with your dinner, darling?"
"Wh-What....?" he managed, looking up at her in surprise, his eyes beginning to widen in mounting disbelief, the added part about not being hungry choking in his throat. He gaped, hardly knowing what to make of it! She'd changed from her sweat suit into a single black frilly thing that she wore beneath a see-through, pale green negligee! Oh man! Her long, blonde hair tumbled around her super face and shoulders like some screen actress in a horny movie, her sparkling blue eyes alive with tiny, fiery lights! Crap, even in her bikini, she'd never looked like the way she did now in ... in underthings! Whatever it was, it fit her curvy body like a silky sleeve, hugging tight against the puffy place between her full, rounded thighs! And ... and her tits ... jeez! They were just barely tucked inside its top, swelling out all around with just a deep, snug crevice separating them ... looking as if they would burst right out at any second...!
"Why, darling, you haven't eaten a thing," she said in a concerned tone, leaning over him to take the tray, the musky essence of her perfume filling his young teenage nostrils to further taunt him. "Was there something wrong with it ...?"
"N-No ... I-I wasn't hungry ... is all," Joanne heard his hesitant reply as she lifted the tray from his middle, at the same moment, her avid eyes catching sight of, and fastening on, the lengthy swollen outline embossing the thin white material of the sheet. There was no question in her mind what it was ... what it had to be ... his virile, boyish cock ... and it was hard! Oh God, if there'd been any doubts in her liquor-stimulated brain as to the nature of unanswerable desire motivating her to dressing this way and coming into his room, they were rapidly fading! Its youthfully rigid length lay concealed from her feverish view only a few feet away! Her mind whirled in a building, forbidden heat completely foreign to her! The lascivious tension suddenly obsessing her was both shortening and quickening her breathing, as well as increasing the sensuously rising tingling in her own hotly aroused loins. She set the tray on the dresser, then slowly seated herself in the boudoir chair facing him.
"You ... you wanted to talk to me about something, Dear?" Joanne questioned in her huskily luring voice, her adult mind racing along scheming paths, plotting with incredible lechery rather than struggling against the lustful wantonness gradually stealing total control over her.
She hardly heard his words as he began to speak in stammering sentences. Though she couldn't conceive of her actual, naked possession of his youthful, teenaged maleness, that it would happen ... had to happen, was intensively whetting her lustful excitement! She trembled now with a strange, forbidden passionate expectancy, lewdly thrilled as she thought of the way he had stared at her with unhideable boyish hunger in the short minute she had stood before him. Yes, his disbelieving young eyes were still bugging in his confusion as he lifted one knee beneath the sheet to hide the hardness of his swollen young cock from her. The darling! The desirable, handsome young darling ... and now he was telling her the whole story, baring his heart to her and hoping she would understand. She would ... oh, yes, she surely would, for therein lay her means to an end!
The scantily covered young woman with intentional provocation changed her position in the chair, offering the confessing teenager a warm, understanding smile as she raised her curvaceous body from the chair, then folded back down on one leg beneath her. She sensed her negligee falling slightly open to reveal the tanned smooth flesh of the other leg halfway up her thigh.
"A-And . ... and that's the whole story, Jo ... I guess I'm just scared," he managed in a dry, husky voice, his youthful dark eyes wildly gaping at her, his tongue suddenly licking nervously at his handsome young lips.
God, she realized, she'd hardly heard a word he'd said ... except that she knew that Doc Moore had been right, and she found herself very happy that he was! Oh ... what was she doing to him ... to herself ... to her husband Billy...? Something had gone haywire in her chemistry! But it wasn't too late ... or was it...?
"Please, Jo ... will you help me...?" his pathetic teenage plea came to her with a tremor ... and that was all she needed...!
Uncontrollable little sensations of passion rippled through her drink mellowed body as she gained her feet and slipped out of her negligee, watching particularly the almost apprehensive tension in his excitedly staring eyes. He ... he was actually ogling her! She wondered if it was still hard inside his shorts ... if his belly was anywhere equal to the inferno burning inside her own! For a moment, she stood there, smiling with compassionate sensualism down at him! Again, his young handsome mouth opened drily and he licked at his excitedly trembling lips...!
"Y-Yes, Barry darling," she softly whispered, her liquor glazed brain enchantedly spinning. "Jo will help you ... and you'll help her ...!"
He answered something that disintegrated in his throat! She couldn't stand it any longer!
With a tiny whimper, Joanne drew down the sheet and crawled blindly onto the bed beside his nearly naked, developing young teenage form, encircling him with eager arms and passionately drawing him tightly against her as she pressured her own bewildered, flushed curves lustfully against his boyish hardness! Unprecedented ripples of sensual joy raced through iier as without a further word, she kissed his youthfully trembling lips, her own erotically parting in a soft moistness, while her tiny pink tongue darted into his mouth to uncontrollably caress his in a warm, heated wetness!
The ice was broken ... the die cast, she wildly thought, already reveling in the boyish delight of him! Then, she felt the rigid tension of his nearly naked, muscular young flesh as the reflexing tautness seized him in response to her passionate soul kiss, and for one breathless, anxious moment the dreadful fear that she had repelled him swept through her! But then, with an overwhelming emotion of frantic excitement, the wildly incited woman realized that her darling boy was relaxing ... going almost limp, his delicious, teenage flesh seeming to hotly melt into her! An undefinable mixture of protective mother-type affection, combined with never before lustful desire, filled her liquor-incited brain and vibrantly fired body. With unknown tervence, she began to smooth her exploring, soft hands warmly over the loosening young muscles and sinews of his strong, youthful back!
Joanne felt it then ... the distinct throbbing hardness of his lengthy, thick boy-cock taut against his belly, separated from her own fevered, wet loins by his shorts and her flimsy nightie! Wild sensations of unqualifying desire charged through her and she drew his willing young body lustfully against her trembling near-nakedness, exhilarating in the delicious hot taste of his opening mouth and receptive tongue! She hungrily drank the essence of his short, heated breaths, parting her lush wet lips wide and closing her eyes in forbidden rapture as she lecherously began to explore the tender and untainted beauty of him.
Barry couldn't contain the whimpers of crazy wild excitement ripping through him! Not only the fact that she, Jo, his coach's beautiful wife, was French kissing him, but the way she was hauling him right up right against the hot smelling softness of her! Jeez ... her full, firm tits with their little marble-nipples were burning right into his naked chest, her warm belly giving as she pressured it against his! Man ... oohhh ... he could feel it now ... feel the silken, curly puffiness of her cunt between her legs rubbing against his rock-hardened cock with only their underthings in the way!
Holy crap! What was happening, anyway? Why was she doing it ... not that he wanted her to stop ... not ever ... but why? Man, it was wrong, crazy assed wrong, and it didn't make any sense at all ... but jeez, she was beautiful ... and soft like satin ... and ... and the way she was kissing him, her hot tongue right in his mouth! Wow ... it just couldn't be happening ... could it?
His young brain frantically reeled. Nothing had ever been like this. Not even when he jerked it had he ever felt such fiery, tingling sensations. His cock was so hard he visualized it never getting soft again, and his balls were beginning to throb and ache!
"Ooooohhhhh...!" he suddenly groaned, aware that she had smoothed her hands downward behind him, easing inside the waistband of his jockey shorts to caress and clutch at his naked young buttock cheeks, trying to pull him tighter against her! She raised her mouth from his then, and heatedly whispered: "Y-You're not afraid, are you, Barry darling?"
Her breath was like burning, sexy incense and coming in gasps into his face. "Me ... afraid...? Heck, I ... I don't think so ... only...."
'-'Only...?" Joanne hissingly repeated, completely lost to the lustful passion impelling her every word and lecherous actions, as she feverishly caressed his lean young buttocks in their smooth nakedness. "W-Why is Jo doing this to you ... is that your question, baby...?"
"Y-Yeah ... I-I guess that's it, all right he choked, sensing his hardened cock uncontrollably throbbing against the yielding soft heat of the swollen cuntal mound at the base of her belly.
"B-Barry, Barry darling...!" she gaspingly whispered, then excitedly kissed him again. "E-Even I can't answer that ...! Jo needs you, baby ... just as you need her ... S-She wants to love you ... a-and have you love her ... all the way! It ... It will be our secret, secret, darling ... and I'll help you so that you won't have to play football anymore...! D-Does that sound like a good bargain to you, angel...?"
"Ooohhh ... oh man ... yeah ... it's terrific, honest! Y-You mean, really ... all the way ... everything...?" the teenager hoarsely managed, his breathing wadded in his throat at the soft feel of her woman hands massaging and pulling at his naked ass cheeks, forcing his hardened cock to pressure snugly against the enticing swell of her hot, sensuously squirming loins.
"Oh God ... yes, my little darling lover ... everything, all the way ... only I'm so hot and excited that I don't know where to begin!" Joanne whimpered, her inflamed, provoked flesh tingling from head to toe, her mind a turmoil of impassioned, liquor-glazed desire. Then abruptly, she let free of him and swung from the bed to lewdly gaze down at him. "Have ... have you ever seen a girl all naked, baby ... I mean, a grown girl like me...?"
Barry could only stare at her with open mouth and wide eyes as he tremblingly shook his teenage head sideways.
"Then, watch closely, precious, because you're about to!" she sensually invited making no effort to curb the intensive lust inflaming her whole voluptuous being.
Raising to his elbows, the erotically excited youth gaped as the older woman slowly wriggled the chemise downward, exposing the white full mounds of her firmly tipped breasts with their tiny, hardened pink nipples right before his feverish eyes. They swayed and suppley rippled to the taunting undulation of her smoothly arched hips when she pressed the clinging, wispy garment down over them ... her dimpled navel and the small, soft-looking bowl of her belly! Then, the sparse golden pubic curls between her legs came into sight ... until finally, her whole naked pussy was unveiled to him! Jeez, he could see its little pink slit nestled right up there between the tanned fullness of her long, shapely thighs!
She turned from him then and slowly bent down to pick up the chemise at her feet, the bikini protected ovals of her satiny white buttocks spreading slightly with the movement as they tautened, giving him a fleeting peek at her moistened, hair-fringed cunt, as well as the tightly puckered, pink little hole centered in the whitely spreading crevice of her beautiful ass!
"Oh man...!" the overwhelmingly aroused young boy blurted as she lightly smiled, then slipped back onto the bed beside him.
"Did you like what you saw, Barry love?" she hotly whispered, leaning forward to slip her arms around him once more, drawing his near-naked teenage body close. She held herself partially raised on one elbow, so that her left breast with its hardened little palpitating nipple was almost brushing his panting, boyish lips! "Did you like seeing my titties naked?"
"M-Man ... you know it!" Barry choked, staring at the lust-inciting mound of firmly rounded white flesh with its uptilted, berryish hardened nipple and the areola of pink flesh surrounding it. His young brain reeled with unknown excitement!
"Go on, darling ... do it!" the lecherously infused, naked young wife of his coach hissingly urged. "Suck it, baby! Please suck it for your Jo?"
He dazedly sensed her engulfing arm and hand caressing his cheeks, guiding his mouth toward the mind-shattering delight! Jeez, how he wanted to! If he didn't, he was going to burst right out bawling! With hesitant hand he touched, then slowly grasped its warm, satiny resilience, his boy-mouth slipping over the tiny nipple as she chokingly gasped. Then, unable to contain himself, he spread his lips to absorb as much of it into his mouth as he could, automatically beginning to tease the swollen little bud with hot, eager tongue!
"Oooohhhh ... ooohhhh, Barry lover ... sweet baby ... yes ... yes! Like that, darling! Suck my titty good! Love it for me ... bite it if you want ... only don't stop, angel! Suck them for Jo!"
In spellbound fascination, the impassioned teenager moaned at the sight, feel, taste, and the knowing of what he was doing to his coach's beautiful blonde -haired wife, and all because she wanted him to! Unimaginable young lust was tearing at his churning belly and throbbing youthful loins. His cock pulsed unmercifully as she rubbed her hot, soft curves against it, and then her hand was smoothing down his ribcage to his hips and the waistband of his shorts once more. He felt her fingers spidering their way inside and ... and right down toward it...!
He groaned loudly when her fingers found it, lovingly caressing before they encircled, then tenderly grasped, her whole soft, warm hand wrapped right around his screaming hard cock! He wanted to blurt out something, maybe just a cry of joy ... but he couldn't! He could only suck at her beautiful naked tit and thrust his hips frantically back and forth with his aching cock in her hotly clasping hand ... manipulating its foreskin in a rhythmic pressure that peeled it away from the smooth, swollen head with erotically exciting sensations!
The hot feel of its tip moistened, rigid hardness in her feverishly clutching hand, while he reflexively began to thrust and withdraw his narrow young hips as if mysteriously propelled, maddeningly fired Joanne's unfathomable passion. Its burning thickness and sizeable stiffened length, measured by the width of her own small gripping fingers and palm, surprised and lustfully pleased her. It was considerably bigger than she had imagined ... certainly big enough to bring her the ecstatic release she had to have this night! She felt the outer layer of loose skin sliding back and forth to expose its wet, blood-filled glans with his erratic thrustings, while his avid young mouth and tongue sucked excitedly at her desire-swollen nipple.
And then suddenly, another more wild and lecherous sensation reached through her insanely roused nakedness! God ... she had never done it ... not even to her husband Bill! But she'd wanted to! She'd always wanted to, just as she'd wanted him to do it to her! Oh God ... it was wrong, wicked, depraved ... but even what she was doing would hardly be determined as less! Yess ... yessss! The die had already been cast! It was too late to turn back ... and that was what she wanted, perhaps from the very beginning ... to suck his young hard cock into her mouth...!
"Darling ... Darling, I've got to see it!" the suddenly squirming, naked young woman exclaimed, her long blonde hair flailing after her as she slipped her arm from beneath him and slithered down in the bed.
It had happened so fast, the teenage boy had been jolted by the loss of her delicious warm breast pulled from his eagerly sucking mouth, and again he raised to his elbows to watch her. She had let free of his aching, hard cock and raised to all fours, her beautiful naked body curvaceously swaying and rippling to her eager movements. And then, she was tugging his shorts down, quickly pulling and tossing them onto the floor until he was as naked as she!
"Now darling, spread your legs wide for Jo!" he heard her hiss as she knead around in the bed, working her way between them, until she was gaping down at his boyishly pulsating cock and young sperm-filled balls as if she were about to claim them forever for her own! Her long blonde hair tumbled goldenly onto his thighs, her beautiful tits hanging down like the girl in a dirty picture he'd once seen. Then, she said: "Do you want me to put my mouth around you here, Barry sweet? Do you...?"
He knew what she meant, but he couldn't answer her ... couldn't even conceive of her possibly doing it ... not really doing it! The entire thing wasn't real! He'd wake up from a dream in a minute and find himself jerking off...!
"Do you, baby, do you?"
"Y-Yess ... yessss!"
The overwhelmed, desire-incited teenager knew that he was trembling on his supporting elbows as he watched her hand once more wrap around his heavily thumping cock to send a tremendous burst of new excitement rocketing through his loins and belly ... She was drawing his throbbing rod of hardness into a right angle position away from his stomach and sliding its outer layer of loose skin up and down like before, only this time, pulling it back tightly to extract his foreskin from his moist, pulsating cock-head! Man, her hungrily glued eyes and open mouthed expression made her beautiful face look as if it were spellbound, Barry thought, as her watched her, crazy twinkling lights flashing in her staring blue eyes!
"Now!" she said with a hot whisper. "Now...!"
Then, the face he knew he was in love with began to lower over it, her mouth opening wider as she held the hot, jerking hardness right by its root with two fingers! He saw her tiny, pink tongue lash out, swiping over the bulbous, blood-filled knob of his cock with a nerve shattering, seeking action, it's little tip flicking toward and into the miniature slit on its end to capture the drop of liquid he'd seen bubbling up out of it there!
Spasms of intensive muscular jerks racked Barry's inflamed young body and he moaned out in a grunting, boyish voice as the naked, lust-frenzied coach's wife lewdly slipped her ovaled, tongue-moistened lips down over his impatiently waiting young cock, hungrily sucking its entire throbbing head into the hot, liquid shelter of her mouth! He gasped and shuddered with the unbelievable feel and sight of her obscene act, aware that those lushly sucking lips and hotly engulfing mouth were beginning to move up and down on his almost painfully throbbing penis! Then, even more, his coach's hotly eager wife was lashing her tiny tongue in a twisting and twirling motion all over it, luridly swathing it with every upsuck of her hungrily nursing mouth!
Joanne, in her wantonly positioned nakedness down between his open legs, was barely aware of the trembling teenager's moan of extreme pleasure; she was too overpowered with the staggering immensity of joy filling her excitedly quaking belly and hotly moistened cuntal slit from the actual sucking of his delectably throbbing boy-cock! Its hot feel and poignant taste in her warmly sucking mouth was unquestionably the ultimate of all sexual rapture, even more erotically fulfilling than she'd secretly imagined!
God, the mere thought and knowing of what she was doing to Phil Watts' handsome, teenage son was enough to fire the first churning of climax in her wetly burning cunt! Was it possible? Could she cum by just sucking him? Maybe! Yes ... she well might ... if she let him squirt his fresh young sperm into her mouth! Oohhh ... could she do it? What would it taste like? Hot? Sweet? Fresh! ... Shooting into her mouth and throat ... oohhhh ... and she'd swallow it all until it flooded her frantically simmering belly! Ummmmmm, she loved it ... his hardened, hot tasting boy-cock that she was maddingly exploring and savoring, frantically trying to get it all into her omniverously sucking mouth and throat, while with loving gentle fingers she began to caress and cup his rapidly bloating young balls below...!
* * *
Holly Carter had remained in the closet to watch and listen from the moment her sister-in-law had delivered Barry's dinner tray, then told him she'd be back to hear his story. Actually, the young dark-haired girl was pretty certain what his problem was all about, having discussed it to some extent with him. He'd made no bones about telling her he hated the game of football and wished he didn't have to play, which was one reason she hadn't been to concerned about his injury. Knowing how he felt, Holly had figured that he might be putting on. But that hadn't been her reason for eavesdropping; actually, she'd been more interested to find out if Jo would make any remarks about her and the way she'd dressed earlier.
Then, it'd all begun to happen ... her sister-in-law coming back to his room and damned near undressed! Talk about the way she'd gone out on the sideline that afternoon! Holly couldn't believe it, and she soon found out that was only the beginning! The look in Joanne's eyes told the gaping teenage girl that her brother Billy's wife had been drinking, something she seldom did, but then she'd taken off her negligee and climbed in bed with him, Holly thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head! The kisses and hugs, the way her beautiful blonde sister-in-law was holding and writhing against him ... God, it had to be some sexy nightmare! Except it wasn't, she knew, when Joanne wiggled out of her chemise and stood there all naked before Barry's wildly staring eyes! And ... and the way he'd sucked her breast while she felt of and stroked his hardened young cock ... yet, even that had been mild in comparison to what she was doing now!
Holly sensed her mouth's dryness and her dark eyes avidly swept over Joanne's voluptuous beauty hunched down on all fours between the young Barry's widespread legs, her pretty, lust-twisted face just above his sparse, pubic-haired loins! Jo's full, pink-tipped breasts were hanging and swaying above him, while her rounded white buttocks were lewdly exposed toward the little vent the teenager peered through, their erotically presented nakedness causing a new tingling sensation to ripple through the voyeuristic girl.
She wasn't surprised at the older girl's beautifully proportioned body, only that her satin-like, tanned skin, even the sun protected white her bikini had covered, was so smooth and soft looking. Then, her gleaming young eyes focused incitedly on the blonde, silken curls fringing the lips of her completely exposed pussy, its narrow thin slit of pink vaginal flesh moistly glistening between them, and finally, the dimpled little circle of her tiny anus centering the smooth, hairless crevice separating the ovaled white mounds of her obscenely raised buttocks. Again, a twinge of kindled sensation fluttered through her sensually confused young belly.
Holly hardly dared to breathe for fear of being discovered, as crazy, almost jealous emotions began to ferment inside her own nightie-draped nakedness. It was a weird feeling and one that she couldn't remember having experienced before. Damn, she was no girl lover, and especially her own brother's wife, Joanne Carter! She swallowed tightly, a wave of undeniable passion sweeping through her at the alluring sight of the naked, long-haired blonde's lusciously curved body in its obscene position between Barry's lewdly spread legs. Jo moved then, but only slightly, yet enough for Holly to see the husky thickness of his hardened, fiery-headed young cock!
She let her eyes urgently lock on the lengthy rod of white swollen flesh which her naked sister-in-law possessively held between her thumb and forefinger at its base. Then, Joanne moved again and she was able to see his inflated young testicles beneath! Further sensations of lewd excitement whipped through the teenage girl at its lusty appearance. Wow, it was even bigger than it'd looked the other night when she'd watched him stroke it ... and then, she found herself wondering if Jimmy French's would be as big ... or maybe, bigger!
Wildly, the erotic turmoil within Holly continued to mount. She saw Barry raising his head to watch, his open mouthed, handsome young face contorted in exotic flustration. Wow, she had to see this! Was Joanne really going to ... to put it in her mouth? The idea alone was sending heated tremors of sensual desire racing through her! She'd seen several dirty pictures of girls doing it, actually sucking mens' hardened penises, and guys licking girls' pussies, too, but they'd never really turned her on like this was! Damn, this was too much, puritanistic Jo, her brother's own wife, as naked as a bottomless dancer, and doing what she was! And she had only to look at her voluptuously naked young sister-in-law to imagine the intensive excitement burning in her soft, tanned belly and between her shapely long legs. Her lust-filled blue eyes were engorging themselves on the upthrusting hardness on his teenage cock that she held between thumb and finger, then her tiny wet tongue tip flicked out with a sudden snake-like movement that caused Holly to tremble all over in her near-nakedness! It swirled moistly over the smooth, spongy head, washing and licking its purplish, moist flesh and stabbing hotly into the tiny slit at the end every moment or two!
Holly almost gasped out when her brother's nakedly kneeling wife parted her damp, lush lips and enclosed the pulsing, rubbery glans of Barry's stiff white hardness in a lip-locking pressure that caused his entire, muscular young body to spasmodically convulse in its nakedness! He groaned out, thrusting upward in an automatic response, shoving his swollen cock forcefully between her ovaly clasping lips! Holly gaped at the way they tightened like an elastic band around the thick, white shaft of flesh, straining her eyes through the vent at the lewd sight of it captured in her eagerly sucking mouth!
The lovely older woman's warm looking, glistening lips pursed into a tiny "o" like circle as she drew them up off the spongy tip, again starting to lick it as if it were a delicious stick of candy. Her tiny pink tongue brushed over it, tracing down its long, thick length, then up from its broader base along its underside to the heavily pulsating head protruding up out now from the pulled back foreskin! The teenage boy gasped again and again as she washed, played and caressed it with every lapping stroke, finally tonguing her way back down to its base and below to the smooth soft flesh of his ... his balls! Godddd! Saliva excitedly dribbled down her tongue when she licked his excitedly swollen tesitcles with lustful, sweeping laps, causing Holly to nearly whimper aloud in her own mounting arousal!
The curvaceous teenage brunette couldn't believe it when she heard Joanne's sensually fired mewlings, then saw her raising his lithe young legs and pressing them back until his knees touched his chest! A maddening tremor brushed over the nerve ends of her erotically intoxicated young body as she saw that the lurid position exposed his tight, brownish little anus, and that her naked sister-in-law was obscenely trailing her wet tongue along the corded ridge from his balls and between his lean widespread young buttocks! She tauntingly circled the puckered little hole with a lewd wantonness, tongue-wetting his inner buttocks, then finally stiffening its tip like a tiny pink baby's penis in an effort to penetrate the excitedly flexing lips of his rectum! God! And she thought her brother's wife was "Mrs. Purity" herself ... a lemon in bed! Damn, how wrong could you get? Right at that moment, Joanne Carter looked as if she were just about ready to blow all of her fuses and cum all over the bed!
Joanne's belly and loins were, in fact, an inferno of frenzied sensations at the forbiddeness of her lecherous ravishment. They seethed with thrilling, intensified flames more avidly fulfilling than any sexual experience she had ever known. Truly, it was the first time, but it certainly wouldn't be the last! The delicious, sweet piquancy of his youthful genitals was driving her tauntingly toward climax from the lewd performance of her lecherous seduction, with nothing more than the squeezing and massaging of her flushed, went cunt-lips between her hot, pressuring thighs! Oh, the handsome young darling ... and he was so helpless lying there ... so completely subject to her slightest whim! There was no question, she had to know the taste of it, the feel of it squirting up into her mouth! God yes! She had to suck his boyish cum ... his young hot jism into her hungrily wanting throat and belly!
Quickly, she trailed her hot, little tongue back over his sperm-inflated balls, upward along the thick pulsing rod of hardened flesh to its throbbing, velvety head, slipping her lips wetly down onto it once more. Oooohhhh ... sweet, luscious darling! And there would be many many more times like this with him ... and yes, why not some of the other...? Jimmy ... handsome young Jimmy French! God, if she could only manage it! He and Barry were very close ... good friends! Ooohhhh ... later, later ... right now, this handsome young teenager's exquisite tasting cock...!
Barry could think of nothing but what this coach's beautiful blonde wife was doing to him, and the way she looked hunched down between his widely scissored legs, her soft, tanned nakedness rippling all over as she sucked his throbbing hard rod like crazy! Her long, tumbling blonde hair was fanned over his straining belly like silken, spun gold, making him wonder if this was the beautiful girl he'd known for so long, never even dreaming she would do a thing like this! Man, oh man, he'd never really believe it ... jeez, not really ... only it was true, frigging true ... because if he didn't shoot off soon he was going to blow his crazy-assed mind for sure!
She was still holding his numbing, tingly cock with two fingers clasped at its base while she steadily sucked it, moving her widely ovaled mouth rhythmically up and down and using that twisting motion of her fiery tongue at the drawing peak of each upstroke. He tensed his pelvic muscles, uncontrollably pushing his boiling loins up at her beautifully absorbing face. She moaned and began to suck harder, nipping now and then with her dazzling white teeth to make him whimper out, his prick bloodless beneath her scraping suck and a flame-red at its smooth, spongy tip...!
CHAPTER THREE
From the concealment of the closet, Holly was hardly aware of the creeping movement her own slender hands made toward the firm, youthful fullness of her supple breasts nakedly tingling beneath her flimsy nightie. Excitedly, she began to massage them with cupping, circular caresses, trapping their prickling, hardened little nipples between her nipping fingers to knead and pull in her glowing voyeuristic heat.
God, what would it taste like ... feel like in her mouth? A boy's cock ... Jimmy's hard cock? Oh damn, she was getting so horny hot from watching them! And what would Joanne do when Barry squirted his cum ... let it shoot right in her mouth? That's what a girl was expected to do, she knew, let the hot, white jism flood her mouth until she had to swallow it down into her belly! C-could she do that to Jimmy? Wow, she'd bet she could right at that moment!
The sensually stimulated, dark-eyed teenager choked back a little moan and dropped one hand to the soft give of the virginal mound at the base of her passionately trembling young belly, pressuring the blood heated lips of her wetly excited pussy between her warm, full thighs. Through the thin nylon material of her short nightie, she began to rub herself there, lewdly undulating her rounded hips and near-naked buttocks against the pressure of her warm hand and fingers in the darkness as she covetously watched her sister-in-law's ever increasing lust!
Suddenly, Joanne was slipping clutching hands beneath the cheeks of Barry's ass, lifting them while she frenziedly plunged her wet mouth down onto his thickly hardened, teenage cock! Dear God! It was completely disappearing right up into her mouth ... all of it! Damn, it had to be reaching the tightness of her throat, while her little nose and ovaled lips were actually brushing the sparse pubic hair of his pelvis!
Holly simply couldn't stand anymore! She was getting so hot she could scream with the seething tension wildly building in her teenage loins and belly! Giddily, she tugged the wispy nightgown over her head until she was completely naked, dropping it to the floor. She eagerly felt the soft, silkiness of her own light patch of pubic curls, then the wet, tight lips of her young smoldering cunt palpitating against the tips of her caressing fingers. Her breathing quickened as she drew the blood-swollen, sensitive lips apart, exposing the hot inner flesh of her youthful pussy to the soothing air, before spreading her legs and bending to lewdly sink her middle finger deep up into the hotly clasping mouth of her wet vaginal channel! She sighed louder than she meant to, knowing a tiny measure of momentary relief...!
Lustfully, as she began to slowly finger herself, the fired young Holly concentrated on the pair of naked white bodies both of which were glistening with perspiration from their furious sensual exertion. Joanne's thirstly licking tongue with its final swiping lick was making the violently purple head of Barry's young cock fervently vibrate and jerk. The teenage sister-in-law watched the naked blonde girl's frenzied labors, her beautiful white breasts rippling and dancing beneath her pumping, voluptuous body. Her clasping, sucking mouth was misshapenly filled with his thick, boy-hardness, her lush inner-lips clinging revealingly as if her mouth were about to turn inside out each time she sucked up off it!
Barry cried out and thrust his trembling loins up tighter to her face, until he was arched off the bed! Holly gasped, but went unheard, her breathing quickening at the increduously salacious spectacle of her brother Billy's wife's small hands possessively clutching at the naked teenager's raised buttocks, with his thick, hard rod of cock-flesh completely submerged in her bizzarely sucking mouth and throat!
The searing tongues of fire bellowed to a keener heat inside the pantingly frantic brunette. God yes, she could and would suck Jimmy's beautiful cock dry if he were there at that very moment, she lustfully thought as desperately, she changed positions! She leaned forward, assuming an absolutely obscene stance in her imagination, an angle that allowed her to still see through the little vent as she reached back over her full, naked young buttocks to the wet, hair-fringed lips and plunged two fingers into the throbbing depths of her burning, teenage cunt! It was gone, she knew, at least, most of her cherry from her fingering there, but it wouldn't have mattered at that insane instant anyway! Suddenly, with her other hand, she began to stroke the tiny bud of her quiveringly erect clitoris from the front, immediate sensations of mounting pressure beginning to blissfully build in her hotly raging loins and belly!
Hypnotically, Holly watched, as from the bed the groans increased, accompanied by tempoed movements of building intensity, and she crammed her fingers into the liquid heat of her tightly clasping young vagina, while massaging her tiny clitoris in rhythm to the maddening cadence of her naked sister-in-law's frantic sucking!
Barry Watts had concluded that his screaming hard cock was going to shatter and his balls burst all over the room at any second! His coach's curvaceous, hotly sucking wife had wedged both hands beneath the cheeks of his ass, lifting them while she plunged her omniverous mouth down onto his painfully thumping hardness with a frenzy. Fuck! It was completely disappearing right up into her beautifully contorted face ... all of it ... going all the way up into the back of her frigging throat ... her nose and lips brushing against the hairs of his pelvis! He was probably going to die, that's all, and she'd just bite it off and leave him there!
Her crazy hot tongue with that final swishing lick was making his cock-head jerk and throb until he didn't think he could stand it any longer! He gaped at her breasts, her terrific, rounded white tits, jouncing and dancing beneath her slaving, now wetly perspiring body, the lewdly exciting sight adding to his driving climax as the gnawing sensation urgently began in his swollenly bloated young balls!
His brain phrenetically whirled, snatching at scraps of thought ... like maybe next time she'd let him feel of her hot, wet cunt and luscious ass ... maybe even fuck her! Ooohhhh jeez ... in a minute he wouldn't care anymore ... but then, tomorrow he would ... yeah, he knew for sure that he would tomorrow! He stared with blurred eyes at her beautiful face stuffed with his throbbing hard cock, her absorbing mouth sucking hungrily on it, her smooth white facial cheeks obscenely puffing in and out as she pulled. He thrust his pelvis tighter up to her face, his throat and mouth flannel dry!
Jeez! Fuck! Goddamn! It was going to happen now! His pumping hardness was going to blow it right in her mouth!
Furiously, the straining teenage boy began to writhe his hips, tangling his hands in her long golden hair to hold her there as the boiling sperm erupted deep down in his testicles and began to charge the length of his wildly jerking penis!
"Uuuuugggghhhh!" he groaned out a passionate cry between tightly gritted teeth. "Nooowwww! Here it cummmmssssss...!"
His thick young cock lurched into a violent spasming that flooded Joanne's rapaciously sucking mouth with gush after gush of his viscid, hot boy-sperm! It bloated her cheeks with every delicious, seething squirt as voraciously she swallowed, moaning around his semen-pumping, teenage cock while her own insane climax overwhelmed her! Like the young voyeuristic girl secretly watching from the closet, as she, too, trembled in the throes of ecstatic orgasm, Joanne dug her hand down between her hotly spread thighs, into the liquid flesh of her heatedly steaming cunt, tweaking and stroking her erect little fire-filled clitoris...!
She was still sucking and nibbling on his deflating young penis with sperm coated lips along after Holly had picked up her nightie and stumbled on trembling young legs to her bed ... and long after the youthful boy-cock had shriveled into limp uslessness in her relentlessly nursing mouth...!
* * *
Some two hours later, Joanne Carter lay in the dark privacy of her and Billy's king sized bed, sleep yet refusing her satiated, tremulous young body. Though physically exhausted, at least temporarily so, her mind was too filled with the nature and depth of the unbelievable lecherous act she'd committed, to give her rest. Yet, the most amazing part was that she felt no remorse or shame, and if Barry did she was confident it would soon pass, especially once he saw and realized that there would be no visible change in her relationship toward him. Only when they were alone together would she become 'his Joe,' and certainly they were going to spend many more secret hours in each other's loving company!
God, she'd never known such erotic sensations as that moment when he'd cum, squirting his hot, young sperm into her mouth! Damn, just the mere thinking of it was enough to set her right off again, it had been that sensationally exciting for her! She would remind him again in the morning to ask Jimmy French to stay the night, tomorrow being Friday. Now, in the darkness, the relaxing young wife smiled to herself. Poor Barry darling, she'd read the immediate jealousy in his young dark eyes when she'd suggested Jimmy's coming, and then the growing confusion of excitement when she'd further suggested that they might have a three-way party.
Of course, there was no way he could refuse her and they both knew it, not with what he expected of her. And she would keep her end of the bargain by insisting he not play with his injury, although she hardly knew how she was going to explain it to his father or Billy. Maybe Doc Moore would help, knowing Barry's true feelings and being sympathetic to them. Anyway, there would be plenty of time to prepare for that ... teenage Jimmy French was the immediate delight crowding her thoughts. He was so handsome, tall, and broad for his fifteen years, a near genius quarterback, too, but she realized now that it was not his brilliance alone at the position that made her show partiality toward him. All of this ... this boy thing had been growing deep inside her for ages. Barry had been conveniently at her disposal and the opportune time when she'd ... she'd let herself go! Not that she didn't love the little darling, or his handsome young boy-cock, but Jimmy was so much bigger and masculine, yet, still just a boy. God, she could only imagine what his would be like!
Oh, Billy would kill her if he ever knew! But he never would! She'd take careful precautions to insure against that. Nothing was worth the hurting of her wonderful husband, and she did love him so much ... but he was gone too often and for too long! God, what was a young, healthy woman to do? Well, she'd make it up to him in her own way. It wasn't as if she were running around, or having affairs with other men. Yes, she'd make it up to him ... and one night she'd very sensually seduce him into letting her suck him, though she knew it wouldn't be the same as sucking the tender young cocks of the boys ... it just couldn't be. They were so virile and sweet ... and she had twenty six of them on the team ... not all Jimmy French's or Barry's, but young and delicious in their own right, and from now on she was going to cultivate them all. Those she preferred, she would let play more often, show them preferential treatment, just as she had subconsciously down all along with Jimmy French over Ace Hackett. Yes, she had, and it'd taken this night with the teenage Barry Watts to make her realize it!
In truth, she realized, and that was what she was and had been facing for the past two darkend hours, she despised the lumbering Hackett boy. Thank God, he was almost sixteen and this would be his last eligible year. He was a cumbersome quarterback, anyway, too often fumbling the hand-off, then overthrowing his receivers. Of course, Billy had insisted he needed to play more and gave him the opportunities that had lost more than one game for the Imps. "Honey, it's kid ball! You've got to give them all a chance in there!" he'd insist, but that was his viewpoint. For two years her San Carmella Imps had won the title, and it wasn't by letting the likes of Ace Hackett play....
In the darkness, the blonde young wife's brain continued to mirror flitting thoughts of mixed involvement, until at last, a soothing veil of sleep crept over her and she drifted into a guiltless coma of sensual contentment....
CHAPTER FOUR
Holly Carter found upon awakening that morning that the feeling of smugness pervading her youthfully curved, teenaged body and vengeful young mind, was about to provide her with all the defensive ammunition she was going to need for a long time to come. Just how her beautiful blonde sister-in-law could ever hope to weasel out of this damning, sticky web she'd spun for herself was going to prove mighty interesting! But it was too valuably incriminating just to waste on any old cause, the dark-eyed young brunette blackmailingly thought. No, she was going to play this mighty cool, because there was no limit to the goodies she could wheedle out of her brother's boy-loving wife after what she'd seen take place the night before!
Oh baby, she could still hardly believe it ... the way Joanne had sucked him ... and how many more had there been before Barry? Well, she had a whole teenage football team to choose from, and that was some source of supply, wasn't it! Damn, she still couldn't get over the way the deceiving bitch had raked her over in front of Jimmy and the others. But suddenly, the tables were turned, only luscious Joanne wasn't aware of it yet. Yeah ... and when the right moment presented itself, dear Jo was going to find out that it didn't pay to tromp on little Holly...!
It occurred to Holly then that the breakfast table should provide some underlying amusement, with Barry and Joanne having to face one another, and spritely she bounced out of bed for a fast shower. For sure, she didn't want to miss one minute of this, the morning after...!
* * *
Barry Watts had no intentions of facing his coach's beautiful blonde wife that morning. In fact, he wasn't sure if he could ever look at her again, after what'd happened the night before. Man, he was sure she was going to hate him, and he didn't think he could stand that ... he really loved her too much!
He'd slept fitfully throughout the night, waking up time and again with a frightening start and just lying there trembling all over. Once, he'd concluded that running away was the only thing to do, and had almost made up his mind to it. Crap, if his Dad or Billy found out what Jo had done to him, one of them would kill him for sure! But then, he'd realized that running away wouldn't do any good. They always found a guy, and once they did it was worse for him because he'd tried to run-out. Man, he didn't know what he was going to do!
One thing for sure, he was going to sneak out without breakfast, and maybe school would calm him down and help him think better. He didn't even bother to shower, only doused his face with cold water, brushed his teeth and combed his hair. Dressing quickly, he slipped from his room and quietly moved along the hallway toward the living room and front door....
"Hi, Barry! Where you off to in such a whip?" Holly sung out at him from the kitchen doorway, leaning against its casing, an unusually cute little smile playing around her young sensuous lips.
Barry sensed his funky gut turn over. He certainly hadn't counted on running into her; she was usually the last up in the morning ... but it was the way she was smilingly staring at him, her big brown eyes twinkling as she stood there toying with a long tress of her glistening black hair.
"I-ah ... I have an experiment in chemistry ... I'm supposed to check on it before classes," he managed, noting that she wasn't wearing any bra again this morning, and that her mini-skirt looked even shorter than usual, showing just about all of her shapely, nylon covered thighs.
"Oh? How's the knee?"
He remembered it then, not that it wasn't really a bit stiff and tender, but the way he'd been making it toward the door ... crap! "A-A little stiff ... but I'll live...."
"Ah, good morning, darlings!" Joanne's throaty voice greeted from behind him, causing him to wheel around so fast that he almost lost his balance. She offered him a radiant smile, then flashed it at Holly. "Well, you two are around bright and early. What's the occasion? Today's Friday, not Saturday, or did you both forget?"
Her unabashed smile and air took Holly completely by surprise. She was wearing a gold quilted satin robe, her long blonde hair pulled back in its usual pony-tail, her make-upless face shining like the morning sun itself! God almighty, what a cool chick this dragon-lady was ... like as if they'd only been making fudge or something on Barry's bed...!
"I-I have a chemistry experiment I have to check on ... ," Barry stammered a second time, hardly able to believe the beautiful, warm smile she was drenching him with, while his insides began to glow from its bestowing depth of affection.
"Not without breakfast, I hope, darling?" she said, gently catching hold of his arm with her slender white hand. "Come on ... I have something to discuss with both of you anyway. But first, Holly dear ... I'm terribly sorry about yesterday and the way I snapped at you in front of the boys. It was uncalled for and I'm ashamed. Please, dear ... please accept my apology, will you .'..?"
The roof might have caved in! The dark-eyed, young girl wouldn't have been more shocked if it had! Not that she didn't think her sister-in-law was capable of an apology, only that the unexpected act had completely disarmed her! What the devil did you say to a show-stopper like that ...?
"Well ... I don't mind telling you that I was hurt, Jo," the teenage girl replied, reluctant to so easily give up the edge she knew that she had, say nothing of her powerful ace-in-the-hole. And poor Barry, he looked as if he'd just eaten an unskinned banana, whole. His eyes were bugging right out of his head....
"I understand, believe me, darling, and I'm terribly sorry," Joanne persisted, determined to re-establish smooth relations with her young sister-in-law, as well as to put Barry at ease. It was all part of the plan she'd spawned sometime around dawn, her lecherously scheming mind exultant with the idea. "And to try and make up for it, why don't you invite a half-dozen girls out here tonight, and we'll choose some of the boys from the team to make a little party. You know, music, dancing, refreshments? How does that sound to you both? We can have it down at the locker-room gym!"
Holly was so elated with the prospects that she hardly thought beyond the fact that Jimmy French would surely be there. Excitedly, her vivacious young eyes began to beam their delight as she answered: "Hey ... that's a wild idea, Jo! And do I get to help choose the guys, too?"
The blonde older woman warmly laughed. "Of course," she replied, confident that her husband's sister would see to it that Jimmy French was there, just in case Barry got cold-feet. "What do you think of it, Barry?"
"S-Swell. I ... I was going to ask one of the guys to stay over tonight, anyway," he said, looking shyly at her, as if trying to tell her that he remembered their bargain.
"'very well, darling," Joanne replied. "Oh ... and don't you plan to suit-up this afternoon, Barry. I don't want you playing on that knee. We'll have Doctor Morre take another look at it early next week. We can't afford to take any chances with it, can we?"
"No ... no, better not, I guess."
"All right, darlings! Now, let's have some breakfast!" the blonde and beautiful Joanne Carter gaily suggested.
CHAPTER FIVE
By the time the girls had begun to arrive for the party, Joanne was enjoying a warm scotch glow. Following practice, she'd felt the need for something to stead her, her excitement had been provoked to such a feverish pitch. It'd been her own fault, the beautiful blonde coach's wife was well aware, but she hadn't been able to resist. God, she was almost like a child who had just discovered some new unknown functions of a favorite toy! A dozen times or more she'd made Jimmy French call a quarterback-sneak with her on defense, and ten out of the twelve, she had tackled him, her sensuous curves an inferno of trembling stimulation at their bodily contact.
She'd hardly been any more than discreet in the lewdly suggestive manner which she'd unnecessarily fondled him in the pile-ups, or intentionally pressured her resilient breasts and soft loins against him. Several times she saw the flush in his young, handsome cheeks, a brilliant crimson the pace of the scrimmage couldn't possibly fire. Then finally, when Holly appeared on the sidelines, Joanne with reluctance had brought the series to an end, and just about in time, too, she reflected.
Beady-eyed young Ace Hackett, standing beside her youthful sister-in-law with helmet in hand, was offering her an off-colored grin as she came off the field toward them. "Want to run through the sneak with me a few times, Jo?" he said, the smuttiness in his voice pricking her like a dirty needle. Joanne sensed her own cheeks beginning to burn as several of his oafish, second-string side-kicks sniggered, and teenaged Holly had glanced at all of them in turn, then at her.
"That won't be necessary ... seeing you'll have no use for the practice, Ace!" Joanne had retaliated angrily and without thinking. Nevertheless her pointed answer had taken the starch out of him for a moment, though she'd felt a sensation of brief uneasiness at the way his embittered youthful eyes had narrowed, his homely mouth twisting. "Come along, Holly, I want to talk to you for a moment."
"Hey, what was that all about?" the vivacious, dark-eyed girl questioned after they'd moved several yards away from the others.
"Nothing ... just a bit of jealousy, Honey," Joanne had informed with hands on her rounded, sweat-suited hips as she watched the routine practice on field. "He feels he should play more, that I ought to bench Jimmy French, and I have no intentions of doing it."
"Jimmy is better isn't he," Holly said, the warmth in her voice showing through.
"By far...."
"Though Billy always said it was a kid's league and the boys should have equal chance," her younger sister-in-law reminded. "Man, he's such a big, strong boy, Jo ... can't you play him in some other position once in awhile...?"
"Please, Holly, let me run the team, all right?" the pony-tailed blonde edgily cut her short.
"Wow! Okay ... if that's the way you feel," Holly retorted in surprise. "Far be it from me and all that ... Now, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Joanne sighed, displeased with herself again for so quickly losing patience with her husband's beautiful young sister. God, it was the last thing she wanted to do at this point. "I-I just wanted to remind you that you'll have to be careful with your invitations for tonight. We can't invite them all, but we don't want any hard feelings amongst them, either. So, just tell each boy you ask not to say anything about it to the others...."
"What the heck, I don't see any reason why we can't have a party and invite who we want without the others getting sore, Jo?" Holly had questioned, tilting her head cutely to one side. "After all, we do live here, don't we? It's not just a football club for gosh sake...."
"Okay, Honey, I understand and you do, too ... but they might not. Now, will you do as I say?"
"Sure, but as far as I'm concerned, anyone who doesn't like it can go hang," the young angrily speaking girl had insisted, then had told her the names of the boys she was going to invite.
The others had made little difference to the carefully planning woman, once she'd learned that her handsome prize quarterback was included. And Barry had already let her know that he'd invited the tow-headed, blue-eyed Jimmy to stay the night with him and that the tall, well-built teenager had accepted. God, was it any wonder that she'd felt the necessity of several drinks to stabalize the roused tension inside her? It was clicking like well-jeweled clock-work!
A caterer in San Carmella had taken care of dinner for the boys with Barry and Holly joining them in the gym where they had set up a pleasant table arrangement. Joanne had no intentions of joining them until their dancing evening was well underway. She would more or less make the chaperone appearance, perhaps dance once or twice if asked, but generally stay out of the picture. Her party was to come later, once Barry and Jimmy were in their room, after her darling ward had paved the way by dropping a series of hints which she had already instructed him in. God, it just couldn't go wrong; it was a perfect plan ... wasn't it?
What she needed was another drink, the excited blonde wife in her chic slack ensemble, decided, gaining her feet and crossing the living room. There was still plenty of time to put behind her....
* * *
"Y-You got to be putting me on, Barry!" the tall, good-looking teenager managed in a low, hollow voice of disbelief. "I-I can't believe it ... not Jo?"
"Man, would I tell you a thing like that if it weren't so?" Barry half-whispered to his buddy in the darkness of the warm, autumn night. They'd stepped outside the gym where they could talk without being overheard, the rock-sounds from the records along with bits of laughter drifting to them.
"So ... that's what you been hinting at all along, and I was too dumb to catch on!" Jimmy French huskily exclaimed, a feeling of young, lewd excitement immediately charging through him. His mind clicked back to practice earlier and the way she'd kept him running the quarterback-sneak over and over. At the time, he'd thought it pretty stupid, though it would've been okay with him if she'd wanted to run it a couple-dozen more times. Jeez, the feel of her soft curves beneath that sweat-suit when she tackled him, then rubbing her big tits against him in the pile-ups! It'd never been quite like that for him before ... but then, she'd never acted just the same before either, now that he thought about it! "Y-You mean, she actually ... actually sucked it right in her mouth, man?"
"All the way, and no crap!" Barry answered with a grin, his nervousness leaving him when he saw the quick enthusiasm of his best friend. He'd really been a little worried over how the older boy would take it, aware of Jimmy's quiet manner and more or less straight-laced upbringing. Though they'd never really discussed it, Barry figured that the other had never even felt-up a girl anymore than he had, that probably necking was as far as he'd ever got, too. "No kidding now, Jimmy ... give it to me for real ... you ever did it to a girl?"
The tall, broad-shouldered teenager shook his head, then: "Almost, once ... but I went chicken," he admitted with an embarrassed little smile. "She was one of them beach-bunnies, you know the type ... I met her when my folks and I were on vacation. Man, that was two years ago and she was sixteen then. Boy, I was going great until she took my hand and put it on her tit, and just like that I was running down the beach for home!"
Barry laughed outright, picturing the scene, and pleased with his buddy's candor with him. "I'll bet you wouldn't run if you had the chance again, would you?"
"Are you kidding? She was a sweet looking chick, all right ... but nothing like Jo! Jeez, Barry, I can still hardly believe it, though I know you're not crapping me," he said, excitedly staring at his friend. "A-And you think maybe she'll come in to do it again tonight ... with me right there with you...?"
"I'll bet on it!" the dark-eyed boy whispered, his young mind beginning to race with his own aroused anticipation. "Look, Jim, your my buddy and I'm going to give it to you straight ... Jo asked me to invite you to stay! It was her idea! She ... she even said we might have a three-way party ... and that's no crap, honest!"
"H-Holy shit!" the tow-headed teenager gasped, just before the feminine voice behind them said:
"Come on, you guys! What're you doing out here? Why aren't you dancing?"
Both boys abruptly wheeled to see Holly in her hot-pants and braless blouse smiling in the light of the doorway.
"W-We're just coming in," Jimmy replied, conscious of the swelling in the front of his tight jeans from their conversation and what Barry was willing to bet was going to happen!
"Good," Holly said. "I've been looking all over for you to dance with me." She moved forward and took hold of his arm with both of hers, brushing the unhampered resilience of her firm young breast casually against it. "There are some good numbers coming right up ... and Ellen White is looking for you, Barry...."
In the sultry moonlit night as she approached the gym, Joanne overheard her young sister-in-law's gaily voiced words. She saw the three of them then and slowed her pace to let them go inside. There was still an hour or so to kill before she called a halt to the young people's evening. It would only be ten o'clock or so then, but she intended to pull the boys' training and the last bus into town for the girls as her reasoning. Then, her little party would begin! God, it would be a wonder if she could last that long, she lewdly thought to herself; she was so hot and wet between her legs with just the anticipation!
"Hi, Jo," a familiar young male voice greeted from the shadows. "Hey, what's going on in the gym? Sounds like a party or something...."
Ace Hackett's unexpected, gruff young tone gave Joanne a momentary fright as he moved close to her and she recognized his homely face. She might have gasped out had not the quantity of Scotch she had already consumed slowed her reactions, as well as glazed her nerves.
"Wh-What're you doing here this time of night?" she sharply questioned, immediately displeased at the sight of the teenaged intruder.
"I came out to get my English book ... forgot and left it in my locker this afternoon," he replied, looking toward the gym where the music was coming from. "My Pop let me take his car. I was going up to the house to ask you if I could get into the gym, then I saw the lights and heard the music...."
"Holly and Barry are having a little party with a few friends," Joanne informed, wondering how she could keep him from going inside and then realizing downheartedly that she couldn't.
"Yeah...? Who's there?" he questioned, obviously rankled and not making too strong an effort to hide it.
"Oh ... I'm not sure. Holly did the inviting, I guess," the voluptuous blonde girl replied, effecting casualness. "If you want, I'll go in and get your book for you. What's your number and combination...?"
"Jimmy French in there?"
"I-I'm not sure ... but I think he is...."
The big husky teenager offered her that smutty, homely grin of his. "I'll lay money he is, lady ... and that you know damned well he is!"
Joanne sensed her blood pressure rapidly mounting, the liquor firing rather than helping to control it. "And just what is that supposed to mean, young man? I don't think I like your nasty insinuation!"
He continued to grin almost vulgarly at her. "Well, now, I'm sorry about that, Jo, but it doesn't change my bet one little bit. As a matter-of-fact, if Billy were here I'd wager he'd agree with me ... if he were here, which he ain't. But I suppose it'd be simple for a guy to get in touch with him, eh?"
Joanne swallowed tightly, an awesomely uncomfortable sensation beginning to gnaw at the base of her soft belly. She couldn't show fear, or the least sign of any apprehension! ... Had to brazen it through...! "I think perhaps it would be best for you to turn in your equipment, Thomas Hackett!" his coach's blonde wife put coldly to him, her blue eyes gleaming rage in the shallow light from the moon. "And perhaps right now would be a good time to do it!"
The big teenager made a scurrilous laughing sound half under his breath. "Come down off your horse, lady. You know I ain't going to do that! In fact, I've decided that I should play at least half of every game from now on for the rest of the season. I think my Pop would like that. He's always asking me how come I don't get a chance out there, but I don't tell him much. You know, Mrs. Carter, I'm really a pretty qualified guy ... in many respects ... once you get aquainted with me. Think about that!" He took several steps backward before turning away from her, his vile grin broadening his big, homely face in the gentle light of the night. "Now, I'm going in and get my book. As a matter-of-fact, I might even join the party for awhile. 'Night, Jo ... see you tomorrow at practice...."
Joanne Carter sensed the heavy breathing causing her full breasts to rise and fall. An unprecedented tightness had knotted in her middle, a feeling of panic that momentarily had sapped the very strength from her shapely limbs. She watched the husky teenage figure move away from her without a backward glance, then disappear into the gym. Trembling, she took several steps and leaned herself in needing support against the trunk of a tree. Good God!
How much did he know? He was so cock-sure of himself ... the ugly young bastard! Blackmail ... that's what it was ... and he'd implied that he might even go to Billy! ... Go to Billy with what...? Get hold of yourself, girl? What could he ever say to Billy? He was only guessing ... basing his supposition on what he'd witnessed earlier that afternoon on the field between Jimmy and her! Damn, she had been an idiot, letting her lust run away with her right out there before all of them! Stupid ... absolutely stupid! But that was the extent of his knowledge! He was guessing ... though too damned accurately ...! God, it wasn't too late! She could put an end to it right there and now!
To this point, there'd only been Barry, and he wasn't about to give her away! Ooohhh ... what she needed was a drink! Go back to the house ... call the gym from there! She just couldn't join them now, not with Ace Hackett there to sneakily glare and toss his suggestive grins at her! Go back to the house ... think it out over a drink...!
* * *
"Come on! Don't be that way, Barry ... you either, Jimmy!" Holly excitedly coaxed. "Ace's got his father's car and Jenny's ready to go with him! How about you, Ellen?"
"Sounds wild to me!" the attractive teenage redhead responded, clutching at Barry's arm.
"There'll only be the six of us and Ace knows the guy who owns the Roadhouse! You're sure he'll let us in now, aren't you, Ace?" Holly questioned with enthusiasm.
"Hey, no question, doll. I do his yard work for him every Saturday. We're like A and B, that close!" the big teenager replied with a proud grin. "Come on, how about it, you guys?"
Barry had no intentions of going, but he wasn't quite sure about his buddy. Holly had been rubbing herself all over him through the slow soul songs, and at the moment, with glowing eyes, he was hugging her willing, young sexy body tightly against him. Anyway, he didn't dig Ace's driving the most, having ridden with him before, and especially at night. On top of it all, Jo was going to pay him a visit, and as much as Ellen White gave him nice feelings inside, she damn sure couldn't take the place of what he'd wildly enjoyed with the older woman last night! Besides, she'd be around another time....
"Well, how about it Barry?" Jimmy put to him, levelly eyeing his friend. "I'm your guest, so it's up to you."
The dark eyed teenager shook his head, avoiding both Holly's and Ellen's faces. "No ... it'd be breaking training, and I don't intend to do that," he said for an excuse. "Besides, Holly, you know Jo would really blow her cool and it isn't worth that. If you guys want to, go ahead, but count me out. Sorry, Ellen."
"Oh, that's okay, Barry," she quickly answered with a smile. "I should get home, too. Maybe, some other time we can do...."
"Oh hell!" Holly angrily snapped. "You kill me, Barry! You really do!" she irrascibly threw at him, almost biting her tongue to keep from saying something she would probably be sorry for. Who did he think he was kidding ... worrying about Jo blowing her cool! Man, after what she'd seen the night before, and knowing he didn't give a damn about training, and especially football?
"Okay, baby, so you and Jim, Jenny and I'll make it...." Ace interrupted.
"No ... better count me out, too, Ace," Jimmy said. "Sorry, Holly, but Barry's right about the training. Anyway, we have a league game tomorrow afternoon and I want to be in shape for that. Remember, Ace, we're playing the Insurgents and they're tough...."
"To hell with it!" Holly spat, openly angry at the boy of her dreams' decision. She disgustedly let go of him and moved away, closer to Ace. "If your damned football means so much then ... then take it to bed with you!"
"M-Maybe they're right, Holly," Jenny Cardwell, a supple fifteen year old brunette with long hair, gently added. "It's a wild idea and would probably be a ball, but the guys train so hard ... Maybe, we shouldn't let 'em goof off this way...."
"Jenny's right," Ellen White put in. "We can do this some other night, can't we?"
"Forget it, forget it!" Holly, a shade less than being in a rage at Jimmy French's decision, blurted, moving over to grasp hold of Ace's muscular arm. Then, ignoring them and looking up at him: "How about you and me cutting it, Ace?"
"Sure ... sure, Doll. Why not if the rest are going to chicken!" Ace said, grasping her warm little hand in his own big one, visions of sensual delight beginning to materialize in his brain.
"Better think it over, Holly," Barry put in, looking with concern at the girl he thought of almost as a sister and knowing Hackett's reputation. "Come on, let's not get Jo down on us, eh?"
Again, the raven-haired young girl mentally bit her tongue. She'd actually grabbed onto Ace hoping that Jimmy would get his ire up ... maybe even take a poke at the lug, but instead, he'd just turned his back and walked away, as if he didn't care! Goddamn him ... and she'd had such exciting plans for this night! Oooohhh ... she could just cry ... but she wasn't going to! If that's the way he wanted to be, then she could be just as....
The telephone ringing in the office splintered her thoughts, catching everyone's attention.
"That'll be Jo," Barry said. "It's quarter to ten."
"We don't go then?" Holly pressed as the ringing continued.
Almost in unison, Ellen White, Jenny Cardwell and Barry shook their heads. Jimmy had strayed too far away even to hear the question. The telephone sound brought him back to their group and Holly repeated her words to him.
"Another time, Holly ... not tonight," he calmly said as Barry moved toward the office.
Holly could scream; she was that up-tight! Damn, she'd planned it out so carefully ever since Jo suggested the party that morning. Of course, Ace's appearance and suggestion of the Roadhouse hadn't been part of her idea, but it had fit perfectly. They would park someplace and neck ... then...? Now, he was just playing the aloof male, and only because she'd grabbed onto Ace! Good! Let him simmer! He liked her and she knew it ... like her more than a little bit, but was falling right into line with Barry's crap ... God, and she'd been so horny all day just thinking about it ... like she still was...!
"Okay ... okay," she caught snatches of Barry's young voice. "We'll shut down now...."
Barry held the receiver tightly, his hand perspiring around it, his ear tuned to the near-by throaty voice. "Is Ace Hackett still there?" it asked.
"Yes ... but I think he'll be leaving."
"And you've made Jimmy understand ... I mean ... what we planned?"
"Yes. We talked about it."
"Is ... is he receptive, darling?" her voice huskily whispered.
"I-I think so ... he was pretty excited at the idea...."
"And you ... are you excited, Barry baby?"
"...Yeah ... I really am, Jo...."
"All right, Angel ... you know what to do. Get rid of everybody and come up to the house. Remember to turn the lights on in your room the way I said. I'll be listening and watching until you boys are in bed, then ... then ...!"
Hoarsely, he managed: "I-I don't know about Holly, or what she's going to do...."
"Don't worry about her, darling. Simply tell her that Jo said to come home and now! Remind her that I've been thinking about buying that evening cape for her that she wanted so badly. She'll be a good girl, lover ... just do what Jo tells you."
"All right ... I'll do it," he chokingly answered, hearing the kissing sound of her lips in his ear and realizing that his cock was half-hard just from the sound of her voice....
CHAPTER SIX
Thumbing a magazine, Joanne had greeted their entrance with a warm, casual smile, then suggested if they were hungry to go to the kitchen and dig around. She was pleased that Holly was with them, though the vivacious teenager was unhidably upset. She might have given more thought to her husband's young sister had not her mind been so engrossed with the tall and handsome Jimmy French who's usually discerning eyes seemed to be avoidingly filled with a gleam all their own.
God, he was as excited as she! Joanne sipped at her drink, idly going through the magazine, while actually pricking her ears toward their conversation in the kitchen. It occurred to her that their voices seemed lower than usual ... than necessary, and then she recognized Holly's tones in a crispness suggesting anger. She tried to eavesdrop, but it was useless; they were speaking almost in whispers. It chafed the older blonde woman because it meant they were discussing something that she was not supposed to hear. And it was Holly's irate whispers that seemed to be dominating the conversation! Damn her, if she did anything to spoil her plans, there was going to be hell to pay around that house...!
"Oh damn, Barry ... don't give me that training crap!" Holly angrily hissed at him; then, on second thought: "Besides, with your knee you can't play tomorrow, anyway! We could've had a ball."
"What about me, Holly? I have to play tomorrow," Jimmy French softly reminded her.
The raven-haired, dark-eyed girl fiercely stared at him. "Ooohh! You make me sick ... you ... you ass! Haven't you grown up enough yet to know there are more important things than football? Stupid...!"
With that, the enraged teenager stomped from the kitchen, purposely giving her young rounded hips and full buttocks an extra switch in their hot-pants, as if to show him what he'd passed up! Without a word, or even looking at her sister-in-law, Holly pounded through to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her, glad now that she'd made the secret arrangement with Ace Hackett. It was going to serve Jimmy French just right, whatever happened! Though, already she was changing her intentions. Why should she go out and sit in a parked with him? God, she certainly didn't want to neck with him, or even pet ... but she was raging enough to do a hell of a lot more!
Remembering, the vivacious teenager crossed the room and locked her door. The last time she'd done that was to watch Barry ... and it occurred to her then, that tonight she could watch Jimmy! Only ... the watching and seeing, even if it was hard, wasn't enough! It only made her hotter, and she was sick and tired of fingering herself! That's what boy's cocks were made for ... as her dear sister-in-law well knew!
Ooooohhhhh!
Seething, the young shapely brunette went to her bed and dropped down onto its edge. She glanced at her watch. Ace would be making an appearance at her window soon. That had been the plan between them, that maybe she could talk.
Jimmy and Barry into changing their minds and sneaking out. Both Ellen and Jenny had agreed to wait for thirty minutes and if they didn't show, Ace would take them home ... then come back for her. He was probably already on his way into town with the girls because they didn't appear, and should be back shortly. But now, Holly wasn't so sure that she wanted to go to the Roadhouse with him. She didn't really dislike the guy, but he sure didn't do anything for her. It was just that he was big ... and she had a thing for big boys ... like Jimmy, damn him! Oh ... to hell with Jimmy!
Suddenly, she was listening, aware that the boys were going to Barry's room. Excitement rippled through her at the thought of them undressing and she almost bolted to her feet. If Ace came back, she'd tell him it ... it was too dangerous for her to chance! Closing her drapes, the curvaceous teenager began to undress, finding her nightie, then stripping naked before slipping its shortie, sheer frills over her sensually developed, young white body. She wanted to be naked, or nearly so, if by chance she saw Jimmy that way ... saw his cock and balls, even if it wasn't hard ... because she knew she'd want to finger her pussy! God, she'd been so horny all day just thinking about him...!
With mouth growing dry, the beautiful teenage girl lowered her lights and entered the clothes closet, slipping stealthily into her voyeur's position and immediately spotting Barry in his shorts! Then, Jimmy removed his pullover shirt and began to undo his jeans, unzipping his fly and kicking them off to send a wild chill racing up her own nearly naked young spine! He stood in his white jockey shorts, like Barry! God, she hoped they didn't intend to sleep in them like boys often did! The swell at the front of her Jimmy's was so full...!
"Should we take 'em off, Barry?" the handsome young quarterback questioned, the meaning of his words causing Holly's brow to wrinkle. Now, what the devil was that all about? Why did he ask if they should take off their shorts...!
"Yeah ... let's," Barry whispered. "It might make it easier ... if you know what I mean...."
For a moment, Holly was spellbound by their exchange of words. God, they sounded almost like a couple of queers...! She gaped as both slid their shorts down off their slender hips, her eyes quickly fastening onto the limp, foreskinned length of Jimmy's long, flaccid cock, the rim of its head out-lined beneath the sleeved, outer layer of loose, white skin as it rested beneath his hanging testicles, a shroud of blondish hair curling around the entire area! Damn ... it was handsome, like him ... all of him! I-If only it'd get hard, she thought, subconsciously caressing one full breast through the gossamery material of her nightie....
"I-I still can't believe it, Barry," Jimmy whispered, stretching out on his side of the bed, but not covering himself. "Man ... what'll I say when she comes in ... if she does?"
"You don't have to say anything. Just wait ... she'll do the rest...."
Holly stared, digesting the words, her hand falling away from her young tingling breast even though her passion lay exposed before her. She'll do the rest ...? What the...? Jo! My God! That was it ... had to be! Who else after what she'd seen last night? Her sister-in-law! Billy's wife! There was something planned amongst them! Goddamn ... no wonder they didn't want to swing at the Roadhouse! They had plans with Joanne, her own brother's wife, and all she could do was just stand there and watch the whole show! Oh God, she could cry ... or could she?
No! She wouldn't! And the way they were lying there completely naked and stretched out! Oooohhh...!
"Can I come in, boys?"
It was Jo! Jimmy lurched, half covering himself with the sheet as the blonde woman looked carefully in, then entered, closing the door quietly behind her! Holly heard the lock shoot home, her youthful, teenage eyes gaping at the sight taking place before her! Her sister-in-law was wearing nothing but a black negligee! She was totally naked beneath, her sensual curves erotically enhanced by the see-through material, her firm, full breasts with their pink capped nipples as hard as marbles embossing its upper front, and the enshadowed "V" of her vagina at the base of her belly.
No question now! Joanne had set this up with Barry! The bitch! Even her own tight young pussy had begun to grow wet at the scene, as was Jimmy's beautiful cock getting hard, lurching and jerking into stretching hardness, that sight mesmerizing her for a moment! And then, there was the tapping against her window-pane...! Ace! God...!
"Shhhhhhh!" Holly hissed, finger over lips in the pale light showing in her room as she opened the window and screen for him. "Don't make a sound or they'll hear you!"
"Who ... who'll hear me?" he whispered, once inside her room, his beady eyes raking over her flimsily covered nakedness.
"In the next room ... come with me, but let's shut off all the lights!" the teenager said, hustling to perform her own suggestion. Then, she faced him, putting her hands meaningfully on the muscles of his arms. "You'll have to be completely still, Ace! We don't want them to hear us!"
"Who? What the hell're you talking about?"
"Shhhhhhhh!" Holly insisted with gestured finger over lips. "Come with me...!"
She'd taken hold of his big hand to guide him in the darkness, not that he didn't like that, but Ace wished to hell she'd left on some light. Christ, she was naked beneath that little nightie! He'd seen her rounded, jutting tits and the outline of her pussy hair right through it when he'd first came through the window, the goddamned sight just about flooring him! What the hell did she intend, undressed like that, if not to let him lay her? His cock had just about leaped into hardness, then she'd snapped off the frigging light before he could latch onto and run his hands over her...!
"Shhhhh...!" he heard her warning again in the darkness, then he saw the faint light coming through what looked like some sort of vent and he pressed as close to her soft, nightie covered nakedness as he could...!
"Jes...!" he started to blurt out at the sight in the next room, but Holly's little hand clamping over his mouth muffled the sound.
Hot fuck! Barry Watts, Jimmy French and Jo ... both guys bare-assed and the beautiful blonde bitch almost...! He could see right through the black negligee she had on, see her luscious naked ass, the rounded curves of her hips and her full thighs ... while the guys lay on the bed, their cocks as hard as goal-posts! Wh-What the hell was going to happen...? Jo was saying something down to them, but he couldn't hear what, Holly was breathing so loud in his ear...!
The frigging goofs were gaping up at her, and ... double fuck! She was slipping out of the negligee and letting it fall to the floor. She half turned then, and Ace saw her thrusting, fully pointed breasts with their hardened little nipples! Lustfully, his beady young eyes raked down her, to her dimpled navel and the sparse golden triangle between the tanned whiteness of her smooth, slightly spread legs, her whole naked cunt in plain view! He could even see the moistened pink crevice between its fleshy, hair-lined lips...!
"S-She's beautiful isn't she?" Holly faintly whispered, but Ace was afraid to answer, afraid that his voice would croak like a frog! The whole fucking thing was too much to absorb in the short minute they'd been watching ... the warm feel of the soft young body pressed nakedly ... or almost ... against his, the fresh perfumed smell of her, her hot, girlish breath against his cheek ... and the goddamned wild spectacle unfolding before them...! Shit, his own swollen cock was like a straining, trapped animal inside his pants...!
Joanne bent down then to pick up her negligee, her lushly ovaled, ivory-mooned buttocks slightly spreading with the movement! The sweet bitch, she was doing it on purpose. The lewd positioning was giving the guys a fleeting peek at her snug, hair-fringed cunt as well as her tightly puckered, little asshole, and he could see them as well as they!
"Well, darlings .-...?" Ace heard her throaty voice as she again turned to face them. "Am I welcome to stay?"
"Damn, Barry ... y-you weren't kidding!" Jimmy French gasped, as Ace and Holly strained their ears to listen, the first-string quarterback's lustful young eyes look as if they might melt right in his frigging head!
"W-What do you want us to do, Jo?" Barry managed, pretending at being the cool, seasoned cat.
"Nothing, baby," the gorgeous naked blonde bitch hotly whispered, moving toward the bed, then kneeing her way onto it as she slowly spread Barry's legs apart. "Just leave that to Jo ... and first, I think we better let Jimmy watch to get the general idea of how our little party goes. All right, Jimmy...?"
"G-Go ahead ... yeah ... I'll just ... just watch...!"
And as her lust-excited, teenage audience, both known and unknown, stared through fired, youthful eyes, the blonde, naked young wife with her full breasts hanging and swaying provocatively, moved on all-fours until her face was directly above Barry's upthrusting, hard young cock! She gently took hold of it with thumb and two-fingers at its base, and as Holly gasped in his ear, Ace watched his coach's beautiful wife lower her lips to kiss the dimpled tip of its purple head! Holy shit! He saw her tiny pink tongue worm out, its end wiggling into Barry's cock-slit, her other small hand tenderly beginning to play with his balls! Then, the thumb and fingers skillfully drew down its foreskin, and as Ace's hand smoothed over the small of Holly's back outside her nightie, they both breathlessly gaped at Jo's moist ovaled lips sliding obscenely down over Barry's cock-head! Fuck, she was sucking him...!
Barry Watts could do nothing more than he had the night before ... moan aloud at the overwhelming sensations Joanne's hot sucking mouth engulfing his rock-hard cock was rifling through his tensed nakedness! He raised his head to watch, still hardly believing the way she was so sensously sucking and nursing it! Man, he'd never really believe it, he guessed! B-But there was Jimmy gaping wide-eyed, as naked as he and holding onto his own hardened prick, his face twisted with horny incredulity like his own must have looked last night. A shudder raked over him as he focused on Billy's beautiful wife when her tensiled lips and hot, liquid mouth began working up and down, her lashing, searing tongue twirling and twisting around it to swath with every upsuck! Damn, he couldn't stand much of this tonight! Already, his balls were beginning to churn and he was getting that electric sensation down near his asshole...!
"Oh ... wow,Jo! I-If you keep doing it ... I'm going to cum for sure!" he desperately warned, gaping at her with glazing eyes...!
That, the lecherous young wife in her deliciously incited nakedness, was suddenly conscious of and very much adverse to this early in the game ... not before she had savored the anticipated delights of them both to the lust-sating fullest! Slowly, she sucked up off his youthful, jerking cock, her sensual eyes twinkling, her breasts erotically swaying with the movement.
"Well, we can't have you spoiling the party, darling ... so maybe we better let the hard little fellow rest a little," she said, casting her glance over at Jimmy's longer and thicker teenage cock, its rigid white hardness having wildly whetted her passion from the moment she'd first laid eyes on it ... just as she'd known it would! "And now ... it's your turn, Jimmy darling...!"
Jimmy could only stare at her moving over between his legs, spreading them to her own advantage, her beautiful pink tipped breasts dancing and rippling as they hung down, her long blonde hair tumbling beautifully over her shoulders! God almighty, he was frozen, his hand still clutching at his almost hurtfully hardened cock! Ooohhh ... he'd never felt more like a little kid in his life...!
Joanne sensed his tight-throated confusion and warmly smiled down at him, then, without a word, disengaged his strong, broad hand from his swollen penis to gently curl her soft, slender fingers around its hot, thick hardness. Tenderly, she began to stroke it as he grunted in response, the inflaming feel of it in her hand causing freshly excited moisture to wetly seep from her feverishly flushed cuntal-lips. With loving eagerness, she continued to stroke it, her lecherous blue eyes dropping to feast on the beauty of his filling, virile young balls. At last, she lowered her face down over it and drew the foreskin tightly back to reveal its bulbous, fiery glans, the tiny, sparkling drop of seminal fluid her caresses had raised to bubble at the thin little split of its tip drawing her little wet tongue from her mouth like an irresistible magnet...!
"The goddamned bitch!" Holly rancorously hissed, hardly conscious of Ace's big hand massaging her young, vibrant breast through the sheerness of her nightie. A combination of mixed and frantic emotions raced through her soft, teenage belly as the hot hand pinched and rolled her tiny erogenous nipple into a little firebrand of prickling delight, while the enraging, heartbreaking sight of what her brother's wife was about to do to the boy of her dreams was fusing her with bitter hate ... or was it envy...? God, she wasn't quite sure ... the boy-sucking, wanton slut ... Billy would kill her ... if she, herself, didn't do it first!
"Look! She's licking French's cock now!" Ace lewdly whispered down into the young teenage girl's ear. "You see that? She tongued a drop of his jism like it was candy, for chris' sake!"
"Shhhh ... not so loud, Ace!" Holly whispered, wanting to nudge him with her dropped hand, a thrilling jolt charging through her nearly naked young body when she realized that she'd touched his hardened cock with the effort! She heard his gasp and felt his hand spread out to meaningfully clutch at her firmly swollen breast. She looked up at him, her young dark eyes wide and alive with incited desire. God, he was handsome at that moment, she excitedly realized, raising her face as he bent down to hotly kiss her, his burning tongue racing into her mouth to lock with her own!
Passionately, the young aroused girl turned in his arms to face him, never breaking their kiss as she slipped her own arms up around his neck, pressuring her chaste, teenage body against his male hardness and feeling his big hands smoothing down her back to caress her naked ass-cheeks!
When they finally broke the kiss. Holly's mind was desirously made-up! Even though she knew she was lying to herself, she mentally placed the blame entirely on Jimmy and her older sister-in-law! If they could, so could she ... and God, she had .to ... had to!
"T-Take off your clothes, darling ... you can lay them on my bed!" she hotly whispered against his chin, her one little hand smoothing down over his hard chest and belly to the front of his jeans, and the thick, swollen stiffness there! Hesitantly at first, then with undeniable desire, she caressed and explored with fingertips, while he harshly panted into her face.
"Jesus Christ!" he choked, "I-I'll fuck you if I do, Holly! I swear it...!"
"I ... I know! Hurry ... get naked ... like I'm going to do!" she hissed, breaking his hold and suddenly stripping her little nightie over her head. "Now ... you see? Do it, Ace! I want you to fuck me ...!"
... Joanne, in her liquor-keened lust, possessively clasped the lean, smoothly textured flesh of Jimmy French's narrow young hips and hollowed buttocks, sensing his understandable tightness slowly giving way beneath her passionate sucking of his handsome young hardness. God, he was so beautifully endowed ... his youthful cock so long and thick, its spongy, hot head indescribably delectable, filling her mouth and rubbing along the length of her tongue toward her throat! By degrees, she would suck it deeper and deeper, knowing the more inflamed she became, the more of his long, teenage cock she would have to have fucking into her mouth! God, she almost wished he was up over her and thrusting it between her lips however he chose, without her able to do one thing about it only accept and suck until he shot his hot, young sperm in a torrent down her throat! But ... but she had to think of Barry, too! Maybe another time with just Jimmy and herself ... but tonight, Barry was a necessary factor!
She saw her young ward peripherally. Like Jimmy had, he was fisting and stroking his swollen young cock as he watched her sucking his best friend. Jealous? Perhaps, she reasoned, and God knows, there was no room for that! Affectionately, she reached over, brushing his clutching hand away and grasping his hardened rod to caress and stroke. Then, while she continued to suck, she made Barry understand with gentle, pulling gestures that she wanted him behind her, and he moved onto his knees while she guided him there to her lewdly spread buttocks, widening the distance between her knees so that he would understand! She heard his grunts of youthful, carnal passion as he knead his way along the bed between her spread open legs; then she left the rest to him...!
"Wh-What are they doing, baby?" Ace questioned, easing back into the closet and standing behind her. Her head and hair hid the vent from his view, but that wasn't bothering him at the moment. Stripping, he'd come up with a chicken feeling. Suppose this Holly doll suddenly turned screamo, or whatever? She was hot, all right, and ready, too, but he'd seen those little gnats before! One minute it was 'come on lover' and the next, 'you raping bastard'! Fuck, he wanted her! Christ, how he wanted to salt it in her, but as wild and receptive as the circumstances were ... she was only fifteen! Man ... that was jail bait, and he'd already worked up a record by fucking thirteen year old Linda Kallay ... the sexy little bitch! Another such charge against him ... she'd actually taken out his cock ... could ice him for years...!
"Jo is sucking Jimmy's cock like a demon, and Barry's kneeling behind her ... but I don't know what he's going to do ... fuck her, or what!" the naked teenager hissed without moving her head, her lewd use of choice, four-letter words like an agitator in his belly and loins. He moved in closer behind her, letting his hands encircle her tiny satin-like waist, then continually slip around to feel of her soft, giving belly, while the huge, ugly length of his cock he eased slowly, experimentally, toward her protruding, naked buttocks! Closer and closer he inched, until the swollen arm of it was like a flagstaff between the lush underhang of her fully rounded young ass-cheeks ... and she hadn't shied even once from it! In fact, if anything, she'd pressed back against him in an almost inconspicious, undulating movement!
"The goddamned bitch, Ace! She's going to suck him dry!" the raven-haired teenager lewdly hissed.
"Y-You like him ... Jimmy ... don't you, baby? I mean, you're heavy on him ... eh?"
"I did! At least, I though I did ... before this!" Holly turned to look up at him. "But it's you tonight, Ace, honest! I want you!"
"To fuck you?"
"Yes ... yes! Really, I do! I'm a virgin, you know ... so for God's sake, take it easy!" the intensely excited teenage girl breathed. "B-But I do want it, Ace baby! I want you to fuck me!"
Her sincere request with its obscene word twisted the big teenager's guts more than anything he could imagine! Shit, he wanted to watch the unbelievable show going on in the next room, but he could hardly concentrate on it! Here, he had a gem, begging him to fuck him! And next door was a scene that he could pump his cock off six times to! Why all together? Space these things out ... goddamn ... there weren't too many in a lifetime, were there?
His mind hung tight for a moment on Joanne Carter ... and he knew for certain that he was going to exploit her! No hurry either! This would almost keep a lifetime ... but oh, for a camera to remind her...!
"God, the way Jo is sucking him ... his entire cock is almost disappearing into her mouth! It must be going right down into her throat...!"
Ace wasn't sure that his own mouth and throat wouldn't crack open from lack of saliva! The feel and softness of Holly so close to him had fired every lusty desire he'd ever known ... and he didn't believe that he was that far out from the beat! His hands worked with gentleness and she made no motion toward stopping them as they moved upward along her sides, her satiny ribcage, to cup her young full breasts! She gasped and he knew that she was pleased!
Christ, if he'd doubted, the perceptive horny movements of her warm, pliant ass-cheeks back against his swollen length of hot cock eliminated all skepticism! She was breathing in heated little gasps as he cupped and squeezed the perfect fullness of her hardened-nippled, resilient young tits ... Goddamn, jail-bait or not, what a honey-fuck she was going to be! He let one hand traverse down over the soft bowl of her teenage belly, slowly, until it came to the silken curls of her puffy little pussy mound! Shit, he'd flip! She was like velvet beneath his exploring, feverish young hands. Gently, he caressed and stroked the fleshy erogenous area, her breathing increasing, her rounded soft ass-cheeks pressuring back, back against his pulsing, hard cock! He lowered his hand down between her hot, slightly spread young thighs, brushing finger-tips over her tightly pouting cunt-lips, drawing his finger slowly upward to trace its moistened, warm crevice, before worming one inside the liquid flesh to her tiny clitoris that was already erect and quivering!
"Oooohhhh!" Holly passionately sighed under her breath, laying her head back against his naked chest. He kissed its crown.
"Christ, you're a hot little mama, Holly!" he whispered, suddenly feeling her small hand reaching behind her to wedge between them and curl around his now throbbing young cock!
"Y-You haven't seen anything yet, honey!" she quaveringly told him, the feel of his hot, youthful hardness in her hand sending unmeasureable excitement soaring through him. It was the first penis she'd ever touched or held, and it was like an erotic magnet charging her desire! She eased forward, glancing through the vent to see Joanne still avidly sucking Jimmy's glistening hard cock with lewd, head-bobbing motions, while Barry knelt up behind her just staring ... staring with mesmerized young eyes at the sight of her naked sister-in-law's whitely upraised buttocks and pink, hair-fringed pussy! It was all the dark-haired teenager needed to firm her determination. She gently freed Ace's hands and turned to face him, letting her own small hands trail down the breadth of his tapered ribcage and over his lean hips as she eased with bending legs to her knees, her young lust-filled brain racing madly at the thought of what she was going to do! Again, she clasped hold of his searing, hardened cock, holding it with thumb and two fingers at its broad base as Jo had done to Jimmy!
She felt the big boy erotically jerk beneath her touch, and with her other hand she smoothed up and down the innerside of his muscular, hairy thighs, finally directing her hand in the darkness to his soft, hanging balls cupping their bloated young sack and feeling his testes inside! God ... she could almost cum with just the knowing of what she was doing ... and going to do!
Ace's young brain reeled as if he were on a high! Fuck, she was kneeling right there and holding onto his aching cock as if she were going to...! He wished to shit he could see her when and if...! Then he felt the fiery end of her wet little tongue burning into the tiny split at the tip of his cock-head, choking back the grunt the sensation raised in his throat! Mother...! She was licking it ... licking his stiff, blood-thumping cock with her scalding little tongue and working his foreskin back and forth! He felt her soft, warm lips then ... slipping right over its knob until the entire swollen head was inside the wet, fluid heat of her hungrily sucking mouth!
He felt it all the way to his shoulder-blades! She was sucking and lashing her hot little tongue wildly over it, at the same time cupping and squeezing his balls in a gentle rhythm! Too much! Too frigging much! He had to force her off it or he'd blow his wad right there...! He drew her back up, clutching her tightly against him in her luscious nakedness.
"Christ, mama, I was ready to cum right there!"
"W-Why didn't you?" she hotly hissed, encircling his neck with her slender arms and pressuring her impassioned young curves excitedly against him. "I was ready!"
"Oh man ... as much as I'd love it, Holly, I've got to fuck you first!"
"All right ... I want that, too ... but let's see what they're doing," she whispered, quietly moving back to the vent with him crowding close behind her, his long, thick rod of hardness insinuated between the satiny mounds of her naked teenage buttocks.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Barry Watts clung to his stiffened young cock as he stared at the sensually spacing-out sight of his coach, Billy Carter's, beautiful, twenty-seven year old wife's rounded white buttocks splayed nakedly open before him. His moment of jealousy at seeing her begin to suck Jimmy's long, thick prick, was quickly forgotten. And even now with her softly curved torso moving up and down to her sucking rhythm, he paid little attention. Instead, his inflamed young eyes traced downward through the smooth crevice separating her taut, soft-looking ass-moons, from her tiny, puckered anal mouth to the pink ribbon of glistening flesh splitting the silken-haired lips of her wet, lewdly exposed cunt! Goddamn ... he was going to fuck her! That's what she expected ... wanted him to do ... actually fuck her from behind while she sucked his buddy Jimmy...!
He could hear the bigger, older boy's groans, along with Jo's crooning sounds as her hotly working lips pulled at his lengthy rod of hardness, knowing the crazy-wild feeling and the sweet agony Jimmy was going through! She was probably milking his balls, too, the way she had done to him, taking more and more of his cock into her mouth every time she bobbed her head down onto it...!
"Uuuunngghhhh!" Jimmy French groaned, watching with raised head the unbelievable mouthing of his hardened fire-filled young penis. Quivering muscular spasms racked his youthful frame from the fantastic sensations racing through him. Her hardened-nippled, full white breasts seared into the tensed flesh of his thighs as her mouth and head worked in a steady paced, relentless tempo. He tried to think and couldn't. Nothing else, but what she was doing to him, mattered anyway! The rest of the world wasn't real ... this was real! Unrestrainably, he began to thrust upward with his hips, sliding his tingling hard cock in and out of her wet, clasping lips with a noisy sucking sound, his hands of their own volition reaching down to wind into the soft silkiness of her long golden hair. Vaguely, he saw Barry kneeling up behind her, the envious thought occurring to him that he was probably going to fuck her from behind while she sucked him! Oh man ... he just couldn't believe it ... but there it was, and all he had to do was look at her obscenely contorted face stuffed with his cock to know it was happening! Beautiful Jo Carter, his coach's beautiful blonde wife was actually sucking him off...!
Barry had never realized as he leaned to one side watching, that a guy could get so wound-up at seeing a girl suck another guy's cock! But man, he was! Unknown sensations of lustful intensity charged through his youthful loins. He leaned further to better see the puffing of Jo's smoothly complexioned cheeks as her head lewdly bobbed, her mouth filled with his best buddy's rhythmically-thrusting prick! And Jim's hands were clutching at her long blonde hair like a guy riding a horse bareback and holding onto its mane, his hips bucking up at her face in a wild, increasing rhythm!
The lewd scene spurring him, Barry returned back to her obscenely offered buttocks. His unseasoned young cock felt like a leaded, knob-heavy length of aching, blood-engorged flesh! He stared closely for the first time in his youthful life at a curvaceous, naked woman's perfectly rounded, full white buttocks, stretched luridly open ... beautifully opened to him! Her soft, satiny thighs were spread far, tugging at the light, hair-lined lips of her pussy, exposing her pink crevice of sensitive, inner cuntal flesh! Dry mouthed, Barry feasted on the glistening, slightly gaping delicacy of her cunt, his hand still subconsciously grasping and stroking his own pulsating hardness. Man, he could almost cum all over her pussy hair just looking at it...!
Through the vent of the closet, in her sensually fired nakedness and with hot, hard feel of Ace Hackett's long thick cock insinuated between the intimate, warm fullness of her buttocks while he cupped and massaged her tingling young breasts, Holly excitedly watched Barry bend down to look closer at her sister-in-law's lewdly exposed pussy! She saw the ripple of electrification tremble along Joanne's voluptuous thighs and the smooth white mounds of her upthrusting buttocks as Barry Watts reached hesitantly forward, thumbs exploringly pressing apart the swollen, hair-sprinkled lips of her wet cunt, until Holly could actually see the moistly quivering inner-flesh of the secret, pink pussy walls!
The dark-eyed young girl heard Jo's passionate moan of delight escape around Jimmy's deeply imbedded cock in her mouth, and saw her supple white body shudder again, the reaction drawing the naked Holly's focal point back to Barry once more. Ooohhh ... he'd wedged his face up between her wide spread buttocks and thighs, and with thumbs still holding her cunt-lips flowered open to him, had shot his moist young tongue hotly into the sensitive, glistening flesh! Jo had jerked forward with his first unexpected tongue thrust, convulsed in a tiny shiver of delight, then slowly screwed her ass-cheeks back against his opened-mouthed young face!
"What's going on for chris' sake?" Ace heatedly whispered, his big, youthful hands smoothing down over her belly to the 'V of her naked thighs, their backs beginning to massage her hot, wet pussy-lips rubbingly against one another!
"Uunnhhh ... ," the naked young teenager sensually moaned under her breath at the pleasureful feelings his cuntal caresses were bringing her! "I-In a minute ... , just keep doing that, Ace darling, while I watch them fuck Billy's wife ... ooohhh...!"
God, at that moment she could care less that Jo was sucking Jimmy ... or who was sucking him! Only her own immediate, building passion mattered, and the absolutely obscene, lust-provoking spectacle unfolding on the bed before her was immeasureably adding to that mounting passion! She watched the blonde, older woman's wet, pink vaginal lips spasm in an omniverous opening and closing action around the youthful tongue that was hotly worming deeper and deeper up into it! Joanne's hanging, nipple-hardened breasts danced and swayed to her convulsive shudders of pleasure as she hummed and wantonly sucked at the cock of the gaping young Jimmy French beneath her. Then, Barry's tongue began an experimental curling and flicking that sent envious lashes of sensual flame licking through the younger girl's naked belly. He pressed in closer, his young mouth opening wider as if to suck in her entire upraised cunt with an obscene, lubricious sound and licking action that was driving her own sensitive young loins into a frenzy of lust-incited want...!
Turning from the vent, she looked up at the bigger boy out-lined in the darkened shadows of the closet. "Now, Ace darling! I want it now!" she hoarsely whispered. Lustfully, she reached down and clasped hold of his hot, poling young cock and began to stroke its loose outer sleeve of skin. "But God ... be gentle won't you ... at least in the beginning...?"
His raspy breathing increased. "H-How are we going to do it in here...?"
"I-I'll turn around and bend over but let ... let me start it in ... and you can watch them through the vent!" Holly eagerly hissed, vibrant with the sensual excitement racing through her. "W-Will it hurt much ... I mean the first time...?"
"Christ! I'll try not to hurt you, baby ... I'll take it easy!" the big naked teenager gasped as she continued to stroke his stone-hard cock.
"Y-You just stand still! Let me put it in and push back onto it as I can! I-I'm not very big down there ... okay, darling?"
"Shit ... fuck, yes!" he luridly hissed, his use of the graphic word inciting her the more.
"Yes, that's exactly it, lover ... fuck ... and we're going to, right now!"
Quickly, she stretched up to kiss him on the mouth, then swiveled around, bending over until she felt that her exposed young ass was perfectly positioned! She sensed him easing in close to her, his big warm hands suddenly spanning her soft buttocks, and she spread her legs as wide as she could, feeling the erogenous weight of her freely hanging breasts; then she reached back between her thighs and grasped the swollen rod of his long, thick young hardness! With baited breath, she maneuvered him even closer using his rigid penis like a handle, then, drew the tip of its bulbous head through the softness of her pussy curls and the wet, sensitive flesh between her hotly flushed cunt-lips! She heard Ace's grunt as well as her own gasp to the fiery contact! With lewd eagerness, she continued to work the smooth rubbery head up and down in the wet, liquid flesh, at last and with held breath, seating it at the tight mouth of her unfucked vagina!
Experimentally, the naked young Holly in her obscenely bent over position, began to press her hips and buttocks backward against the thick, penetrating rod of hardened flesh, unprecedented sensations of passion mixed with surprising hot pain charging frantically through her! She sensed the sharp pangs of her little vaginal mouth expanding in accomodation and she paused to take a needed breath ... to momentarily acclimate to the never-before eye-popping agony, but her lustful teenage lover didn't!
Christ, he couldn't stand it any longer! Had to get it into her ... this soft, luscious honey-fuck! His strong, youthful hands closed tightly on the rounded arch of her smooth-skinned hips and as he held her vise-like, he continued to worm his seething, thick cock into the hotly resisting sheath of her virginal teenage cunt! He felt her obscenely stooped young body tense and heard her choking gasps to his unrelenting invasion ... until it was all nearly submerged in gradual, tormenting inches and fractions thereof, into the tight vulnerable depths of her cringingly waiting young pussy-hole!
"Uuuunnggghhh...!" Holly groaningly hissed, secretly glad that he'd taken the initiative, for she never could have stood the working of it into herself ... though she was angry and alive with stabbing pain between her legs. Damn him! She was stuffed full of his huge cock ... unable to move ... like ... like a young pig on a spit, she tormentedly thought. But it was her own doing ... and ... and she wanted it ... yes ... yes . ... wanted it fucking into her ... even though it painfully burned like a barbed club, her young lust-fired brain masochistically raced ... fucking! fucking! fucking her ... ooohhhh!
"C-Christ! I-I didn't mean to hurt you, little mama ... if I did!" Ace whispered, caressing her naked waist, hips and buttocks as he stood unmoving, his heavy teenage length of cock-flesh buried nearly to the hilt from behind in her hotly clasping vagina. "A-Are you okay, baby...?"
"Y-Yes ... It's getting better now ... but if I could've breathed I'd have screamed bloody murder, damn you, Ace...!"
"Y-You're not up-tight with me, are you, Kitten...?"
"N-No ... not any more ... it doesn't hurt as much! D-Don't stop...! Do it! F-Fuck me, darling! Move it in and out ... you know!" she gasped, trying to work her hips and buttocks back and forth with further little get-aquainted motions.
He did, and gentler than she'd expected, but she still wasn't sure but what she'd let her passion run away with her! God, if only she'd taken him on the bed in the normal way...! His long, thick cock was beyond her tight young capacity ... but he'd wormed it right up into her burningly stretched cuntal passage and was working it painfully in and out of her. She ground her teeth tightly together and dug her nails into the soft flesh of her legs where they braced against her knees, while the racking of his entry fought a losing battle to the lascivious thoughts swirling around in her young, passion-dazed brain.
She thought of her absolutely lurid, passive position, bent before him like a little whore, and the mental picture of his long, thick cock squeezing into her wet pink cuntal hole ... and this interspersed with her older sister-in-law's sucking of Jimmy French's hardened cock while Barry Watts licked her pussy from behind! God ... stand it a little longer ... if she could ... yes, it was getting better ... sliding in and out easier! It was going to be all right ... just a few more minutes ... she was being fucked ... ooohhh ... for the first time in her young life ... truly fucked...!
Wild sensations ripped through Ace Hackett's strong, naked young body at her determined attempt of take him! Christ, what a chick she was! When she'd said she wanted to get fucked, she wasn't just blowing salve! Man, she was probably a virgin, all right, but he hadn't felt her cherry pop ... though he knew that a lot of girls lost 'em somewhere along the way. Hot balls, her sweet cunt-hole was like two hot searing hands clutching at his aching cock! How he wished to shit he could see it sinking up into her, he wildly thought, easing it out, then back in again, clawing at her satiny hips as he purposely thrust a little harder and further. She grunted, her young, bent curvaceousness tensing, but helplessly as he clung to her, straining his pulsating hardness until it was buried deep in the liquid heat of her vibrantly swallowing pussy-well, his hairy pelvis flushed hard against the soft yielding give of her lovely teenage ass-mounds!
The lewdly positioned young girl felt the piercing shock of painful pleasure his bludgeoning cock-head made when it nudged all the way up into her cervix, choking the groan back down into her throat as she tried to move a little forward and away from his deeply drilling impalement...! But then, the hot exciting feel of his hard, hairy young pelvis pressured against and between the spread of her taut, naked buttocks seemed to lessen the unpleasantness and her breathing quickened with the thought that she had taken all of him! God, being fucked the way she was getting it ... big Ace Hackett, the darling, ravishing her cunt from behind ... filling her seething little pussy-channel with his throbbing hardness ... it was beautiful! She began to undulate her nakedly presented ass-cheeks in lustful, rhythmic little circles back at his long, thick length of hardened cock-flesh fucking into her!
"Unnhhh ... Ace ... darling ... it's good! Groovy! Give it to me! Fuck me, lover!" she passionately whispered, turning her head to look back toward him in the darkness. "Look through the vent, baby, and see what they're doing! Tell me how they're fucking Billy's wife while you fuck me...!"
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Jimmy French had seen Barry's slackened-mouthed face disappear down behind the naked buttocks of their coach's beautiful blonde wife, and again he could only imagine what his buddy might be doing! Man, what a mind-bending sight she must be from back there...!
* * *
Suddenly Jo began to hum around his almost totally absorbed rod of hardness in her sucking mouth, and he saw her grind her hips hotly back toward Barry's unseen head behind them! He felt her soft, hot lips creeping further onto his throbbing cock, the muscles of her throat fluidly working as she began to swallow in a clutching, drawing rhythm, making his simmering loins tense and jerk beneath her! Goddamn, it was almost as if she were trying to suck his entire rod of cock-flesh right down into her throat!
It's heavily pulsing head throbbed and jumped wildly with the incredible lickings of her curling tongue caressing its sides. She sucked in a knowing, smooth up and down motion, and as he watched her inner-lips bizarrely being pulled out, the pinkish inner flesh clinging to his throbbing cock-shaft, he couldn't help but wildly think what a crazy, upside-down world it was! Beautiful Jo, all naked and lovely, obscenely sucking his cock ... his! Shit and double shit! He loved her! And she must love him, the way she was doing it, her scorching, pink-berried tits swaying and yielding against the tensed muscles of his thighs from the short up and down motions of her pumping torso...!
Damn! He inwardly cursed, suddenly aware that he could see Barry's reflection and every movement in the vanity mirror! He was licking her pussy, had been ... but now he was raising up straight, his face shining wet from its secreting moisture! He was holding his stiffened cock and kneeing up closer behind her! Something akin to a pang of jealousy raked Jimmy's entrails, but he knew it was not that. Barry was going to fuck her, but who had a better right ... unless it was her husband, Billy! Man, it was all so wild! In truth, she belonged to the team, didn't she? Sure, he loved her, but so would they ... every one ... even old Phalanx Reed with that oafish cock of his...! Then he saw Barry drawing the purple head of his swollen prick upward through the hair-lined crevice of Jo's exposed pink cunt ... placing it strategically, and with a hip-thrusting charge, hurrying the solid length of white, blood-hardened flesh with a resounding slap into her fluidly sucking cuntal passage, his bloated teenage balls swinging against the wide splayed pinkness of her clitoris beneath! Oh man, he was really, really fucking her...!
The intoxicating sensations hopelessly claiming Joanne's perspiring, lust-driven body were nothing short of maddening enchantment to her! The weird emotion of sadism had never even remotely seeped into her brain, but it did at that moment, bubbling through her veins at the lecherous thought of possessing both of their innocent, teenage bodied ... cocks ... at once! Unknown flames of lewdly depraved desire sent flickering tingles over the raw nerve-ends of her deliciously naked flesh as Barry's young, swollen hardness probed shallowly into the depths of her hot, wet vagina, his teenage, cum-filled testicles grazing and taunting her tiny, erect clitoris in blissful rhythm. His lean, boyishly hard pelvis was smacking and further spreading the soft resilient moons of her upraised buttocks with every solid stroke! He'd never fucked a girl before, she was certain, and at that very moment she was claiming that innocence from him! But, he already belonged to her! She'd sucked him, and now she was his first fuck ... his true love ... just as Jimmy, her beautiful darling Jimmy, was going to be!
God, he lay prostrate and almost helpless beneath her, her Jimmy ... nearly wild-eyed! She stared down at the curling, light pubic-hairs growing around the base of his bigger, teenage cock. She moved her soft, warm palm closer to cup his semen-filling young balls, enclosing them gently to fondle and caress as she continued to ardently, hungrily, suck him.
God, how had she ever endured it this long without knowing the forbidden pleasure of their young bodies ... the virile freshness of their youthful hardened penises? One thing for certain, she could never ... would never deny herself again ... wanton, depraved, lecherous ... however the lust-fulfilling taboo might be termed! She'd continue to seduce and love them at every opportunity, she knew, and that fervently wicked thought caused her to suck more vigorously, while she luridly skewered her naked buttocks backwards onto Barry's viriley hardened young cock with unrestrainable passion.
The sensually possessed, naked young wife imagined a white heat smoldering in her belly and loins as she undulated the spread ovals of her voluptuous buttocks in little circles with intentional lewdness. Tauntingly, she squeezed and released with her internal vaginal muscles at the boyish pole of swollen penile sinew desperately stroking into her seething wet channel from behind, hearing his uncontrollable moans of never-before gratification. Simultaneously, she zealously pulled with her moistly locked lips at the pulsing, teenage cock sliding in and out of her mouth, her sucking cheeks hollowing and bloating with obscene, oral sucking noises. Again, she explored its tiniest ridge and wrinkle with eagerly laving tongue, then, its tip, licking and stabbing almost fiendishly at the tiny slit in the blood-inflated glans!
I-It would cum soon ... the ultimate moment ... to feel and taste his boyish, virile sperm shooting into her mouth! She hoped it would explode like a boiling stream ... open like a fountain for her to gulp at its hot thickness as it dribbled down her throat to fill her belly! Ooohhhhh ... and her Barry's hardened youthful cock fucking into her from behind would flood her burning cunt until she was beautifully drenched and drowning in their scalding young jism! It was hers ... all hers ... and she wanted every last drop her teenage lovers could squirt into her...!
Ace gaped through the vent, but his vision was half-blurred by his own thrustings into the tightly grasping cunt of Holly's voluptuously bent forward nakedness. Still, he saw enough of the three-way circus lustfully being performed on the bed in the next room to increase the hot churning in his bloated young testicles by ten-fold!
Goddamn, what a mind-warper that blonde sensuous bitch was! Not to take anything from the sweet little mama who was lewdly bowed before him ... who had all by herself, dropped onto her knees to suck his cock and wondered why he hadn't blown his nuts in her mouth...! Shit, she was a hot, young dream, with the sexy face and body to go with it, and he was going to fuck her often ... let her suck him, too ... but that had nothing to do with groovy Jo Carter! Maybe it was because he knew that the luscious blonde cunt hated his guts ... yeah, and that was going to make it all the more wild when he crawled up between her legs, and fucked the shit out of her! Christ, he hoped to hell she'd fight him...!
"Wh-What're they doing, Ace lover?" Holly hissed up and back at him. "Tell me ... oooohhhh ... it's so good, darling! Fuck into my cunt a little harder and ... and tell me what you see!"
"Shit, their blowing their frigging gourds, just about like me!" the big teenager harshly whispered, his hot hands powerfully clutching at the softness of her offered young buttocks and hips as he lengthened his stroke and shot it home with increasing force. "Jo's sucking off French like his cock was a popsickle, and he looks like he's about ready to shoot his load any goddamned minute! Barry's fucking her from behind now ... just like this, baby!" he said, demonstrating with speeded up strokes in and out of her wetly dilated young vagina; then his lust-filled brain suggested he go a bit further. He hotly whispered the lie: "Jumping shit...! Barry's finger fucking her asshole!"
"Oh ... oh God!" Holly moaned, knowing how that felt when she made herself cum! She pictured Barry doing it to her naked sister-in-law from behind while he fucked her ... and Ace doing the same to her, the thought lasciviously inflaming her teenage passion! "Do ... do it to me, Ace! Now! Go ahead, lover ... shove your finger in my ass!"
In and out ... in-out-in-out, the big, naked boy thrust and pulled his solid length of thick penile flesh, his charged mind reveling in the almost choking heat of her plea! It'd worked; the sweet little mama was a lust-happy fireball! She wanted it all, and baby, she'd came to the right guy! His cock was bursting into her now as if she were some over-ripened fruit! Her tender, girlish cunt had taken to relaxing completely before he plunged it into her, then swallowing its long, thick hardness and holding it fast in a hot, hungry clutch of excited muscles! Self education, he lewdly thought. He could feel her tensing with every fucking stroke, little gasps escaping her in her wild, stooped-over position, and he'd begun to grind his own teeth with the hotly expanding pressure building in his groin. His cock seemed unnaturally swollen with an almost super sensitive hurt as he felt the fleshy liquid ridges of her hot young pussy-channel giving was before his heavily pistoning strokes.
He positioned his hands and stretched the taut satiny mounds of her young, baby-skinned ass cheeks wider apart, wishing to Christ he could see the pink hair-fringed folds of her moist, glistening cunt-flesh clinging tightly around his cock fucking up into her! Next time, he'd have a battery of lights! Seeing was almost as good as the fucking itself! He slid one finger down to collect a wet, slippery coating from her moistly expanded cunt-mouth and his own driving hardness, before easing it up to probe at the stretched, raised circle of her tiny, puckered anal lips. Then, he pressed, not too gently, feeling it automatically resist the intrusion. She gasped and it popped open before his finger-pressure, his thick finger slipping slowly into the cringing rubbery depths while she panted beneath him in a youthful, wanton stream of agonized delight! Christ ... he'd really fuck her there one of these sweet days!
"Oooooohhhh ... ooohhhh ... Ace lover! Agggghhhhhh...!" she groaned aloud, unable to hold it back.
"Shhhhh ... for Christ's sake, you want to get us both hung?" he hissed, the ridiculousness of his remark hitting him when he looked through the vent to see if Holly's moans had been overheard! Shit, there .wasn't anyone in that room who could hear an earthquake, even if the goddamned bed fell down!
"Ooooohhhh ... do it, darling!" Holly whispered lewdly back at him. "Don't stop! Finger-fuck my asshole...!"
And beyond the vent in the next room, Joanne Carter's glazed blue eyes began to open and close in a liquor and lust-stupored haze of sensual rapture. She sucked demonically and spread her naked thighs wider, thrusting her lewdly positioned buttocks higher and more open to Barry's hammering, teenage cock! With every ramming stroke, she felt with keen passion his youthful, cum-bloated balls slapping against the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, while the young pubic hair of his pelvis tantalizingly brushed against the sensitive inner edges of her nakedly working ass mounds.
The warm saliva in her voraciously sucking mouth thickened. It was becoming more viscious now and she tasted the sweetness of escaping emmissions seeping from the slit of his masculine, teenage cock! She could feel its rubbery tip nudging at the back of her throat when she sucked it deep, and his tensed, muscular young body writhing and straining in near climatic movements!
Abruptly, Jimmy's hands tightened in her hair, endeavoring to move her mouth up and down more forcefully on his thickening, teenage cock that was now manfully fucking her face! It was as if her mouth was a tight, hairless cunt into which he would soon squirt his lust-fired, virile young sperm, and the older woman in her willingness became the harem slave! She moaned passionately around it driving deep into her throat, wildly imagining that it was trying to meet the other cock that was fucking so excitedly up into her steaming cunt from behind!
Ace Hackett was beside himself in his own lustful excitement! He sensed his thick middle finger with lewd fascination, plunge into the depths of Holly Carter's obscenely offered asshole, the snug little sphincter ring clinging tightly to it! Christ, he'd never done anything like this before ... finger-fuck a girl's ass ... and by request, yet! Shit, he was going to squirt into her like hot, molten metal in just about a minute! The little mama was too much ... way out ... up there someplace!
He began to move his finger around inside the hot, spongy back channel, suddenly feeling his own rampaging hard cock through the thin separating wall of flesh ... feel it hammering into her vagina almost as if it belonged to someone else! Fuck, she was pumping her naked buttocks back in a lustful rhythm onto them, his screaming hard cock and reamingly stiff finger, undulating her sensual young hips in shamelessly lurid circles, completely caught up in their fucking!
Holly had fallen into a breathtaking spell of sheer carnal entrancement! She'd never dreamed that wanton fucking could be so overpoweringly heavenly! She was lost to it, she knew, and in a vagueness of unharnassable thoughts, understanding her sister-in-law's lecherous seductions! What else was there? Love and fuck ... were all ... the basis ... the hub! She might have a stolen page from Jo's book, easily found dislike within her for Ace ... but not now, never again, with the loving joy he'd brought her on this, her first time! This was it! Love and passion ... the secret of everything, and Jo at twenty seven was just finding it out! How lucky she was at fifteen! Ooooohhhh ... the intoxicating pressure building rapidly inside her frenzied loins and belly was erotic bliss! She was going to cum! Big Ace's long, thick cock and plunging finger in her asshole were going to cause her to erupt like a volcano at any second! Love, love, love ... fuck, fuck, fuck...!
"Oooohhhhhh ... harder, darling ... both, harder! Give it to me, Ace lover ... please ... fuck hard!" she lustfully begged. "I-I-I'm ... I'm going to cummmmm! Ooooohhhh ... now, darling ... yesssss ... I'm cummmiiiiinnnnggg...!"
Holly's words alone were enough to trigger his own wildly growing orgasm! He thrust his probing finger deep into her asshole, worming it mercilessly around, and she threw her nakedly offered ass mounds back against him in wild, pumping passion! In a moment, he withdrew his buried finger to the hissing of a lewd airish sound filling the little closet! He brutally clutched her taut, smooth hips and jerked her backward onto his deeply skewering rod of screamingly hard cock-flesh! He felt her thighs and youthful buttocks sweeping wider apart before his frenzied ass-flattening attack as he sensed his boiling sperm pumping up from his teenage balls and raging along the channel toward the knob of his cock in brain-destroying ecstasy!
For Holly, it had already begun, the great bubble bursting inside her, at the same moment that Ace's huge, boyish cock fucking into her from behind, began to shoot its white, hot cum deep in her hungrily drinking young cunt! It splashed maddeningly against the smooth, wet walls of her cunt, and she could feel it foaming back out her cuntal-lips to drench the thinly growing pubic hair of his leanly driving pelvis.
Behind her, she heard him groan and whimper to the screwing of her eager buttocks back onto his still hotly spewing young cock! She bit at her lips to contain the erotic cry of wildly growing orgasm rising in her throat! Then ... again, she felt her young girl body explode into what seemed to be an inexhaustible array of colorful, bursting stars, and she could not hold back the throaty cry as the very life seemed to drain from her ... until she thought she was going to tumble forward onto her face!
At that moment, the nakedly jerking blonde woman heard nothing but the almost insipid cry of the boy beneath her!
"Oooooohhhhh shit ... aaauuuuggghhh...!" Jimmy French quite out of character, groaned as he began to frantically writhe beneath her. "It ... it's gonna ... goddamn! I can feel it cuuummmmmiiinnnn'! Unnnhhhh ... here ... here it cummmmssss!"
The words alone were enough to send the blonde, naked wife into a state of trembling anticipation! And seconds later, her tightly engulfing mouth was deluged with a torrent of hot, thick semen that raged down her wantonly swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire! She fought for breath as she gulped in lecherous hunger at the white, creamy sperm squirting wildly from his virile young cock-head buried to the depths of her hungrily working throat! Feverishly, Joanne milked at his young, swollen balls, the sensation of his climax alone enough to trigger her own orgasm! But at the same time, deep in her belly from behind, she felt Barry's cock expanding and pulsating as it fucked furiously into her lustfully clasping cunt! Then ... too, began spewing its hot-white young semen deep up into the eagerly clasping sanctuary of her sensuously burning vagina!"
"O o o o o h h h h h h ... oooohhhh, Mannnnn ... Nooowwwww ... Nooowwwww!" he cried, his young boyish voice trailing off into a near whine!
Joanne mewled in ultra-erotic bliss around the tender, still hotly ejaculating boy-penis in her mouth, while at the same moment, sensing Barry's spasmodic squirts of teenage jism splashing pleasureably about inside her hot, needing belly! She sensed it gushing back and seeping out between the hair-lined lips of her tightly grasping pussy, onto the quickly drenched hair of his young pelvis. His rapidly emptying young balls were jammed tightly against her sensitively jerking clitoris below, causing her frenzied, naked body to convulsively squirm forward ... but it was over, and they were falling away and out of her...!
Slowly, but clinging to something of feminine provocativeness, Jo moved to one side, lowering herself onto the bed in a welcomed, satiated reclining position, eyeing them individually and collectively. This ... this moment was where the axis of it all rested. She looked at them, boys wholly depleted in their own lustful nakedness that she had fired! God, she wasn't sorry! Should she say as much ... or nothing?
* * *
"W-We're going to play tennis in the morning, Jo," Barry amazingly told her, getting up to pull on his shorts. "That okay...? You didn't have anything for me to do, did you?"
She gaped at him. What an angel he was! Saying that, pulling on his shorts, all to lessen any feelings she might know ...
"Yeah ... we've got a match in the morning, Jo," Jimmy suddenly agreed, jumping up and grabbing his underwear!
"Fine ... No, there's nothing for you to do, Barry," she heard herself as she threw her negligee around her and walked toward the door, strange sensations in the aftermath of their little orgy prickling her. "You should cut the lawn tomorrow evening, though...."
"Okay."
"G-Good night, boys ... "
"'Night, Jo!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
The following afternoon, the San Carmella Imps took a 21 to 7 drubbing from the Red Oak Insurgents, a team, according to Jo, that her Imps should have whipped by at least four touchdowns. Billy Carter's blonde young wife was fit to be tied, which she let her boys know during the half-time pep talk in the locker room.
"What the devil is wrong with you out there?" she snapped, standing in the center of their resting, sprawled young bodies, glaring from one to the other of them. "You're not doing anything right! Your blocking is terrible and your tackling worse! You're letting those clods fake you out and they're running through our line like it was a sieve! And you, Jimmy, my God!" she addressed the young quarterback as if the night before had never happened. "You fumbled the hand-off three times in the first quarter! Your passes are all short and you're calling plays like someone stumbling around in a fog! What is it? What's wrong ... don't you feel well?"
"I-I don't know, Jo, I ... I just can't seem to click, is all," Jimmy French replied, not looking at her and toying awkwardly with his helmet. He could have told her the truth, that he was dragging, that after what had happened the night before he couldn't get to sleep just thinking about it ... about her! He hadn't even kept his tennis date with Barry, he'd been so pooped after laying there most of the night, his worked up brain filled with nothing but lust-charged memories of her naked curves and the way she had sucked his cock while Barry fucked her from behind! But he didn't tell her any of that; she might think he was blaming her, and that could mean the end of everything between them! Cripes, he didn't believe he could stand that now, not after last night ... and like Holly had said, there were things more important than football!
"Well you better start clicking this half, or you're going to find yourself on the losing end of a ball game!" the pony tailed blonde wife in her inevitable sweat suit sharply advised. "Your only behind by seven points, and you should be able to get that back in the first few minutes of play," she went on, knowing the entire team hinged on the handsome young quarterback's skill as a field general. When he was off, the whole team just fell apart. She knew that she was being unnecessarily harsh with him, that after all it was only a game they should play for the enjoyment of it, but she just couldn't help herself. That her boys should be a winning combination was tremendously important to her. She was the only woman coach in the league and her ego demanded that her players out perform those of her male counter parts. "Mix up your plays more, Jimmy, and try to lead your receivers with your passes. God, you know how it's done ... I don't have to tell you!"
"Why not give him a little rest, Jo?" Ace Hackett put in, eyeing her unflinchingly from the floor where he sat. "Maybe old Jim had a hard night or something." He almost leered. "Let me have a whack at it this half."
Joanne ignored the big, homely-faced boy as if he had not spoken. She had no intentions of letting him play, but was not about to create a scene with him and surely, it would lead to that. After the night before outside the gym and the things he'd said to her ... implied, at least ... she was just that little bit frightened of him. Though it was impossible that he could really know the truth, she wasn't about to take any chances with him. Instead, she changed the tone of her voice to a more encouraging one and spent the remainder of the half-time suggesting specific plays to Jimmy and the first-string backs, while Ace Hackett and his second-team followers huddled off to themselves....
"You think she'll put you in, Ace?" Phalanx Reed, a two hundred pound, oafish boy of sixteen, questioned. His simple face was expressionless, his little watery eyes innocently blank as he stared at the buddy he regarded as his best friend.
"Yeah ... about the same time she gives you the nod, Phalanx," Ace Hackett drily answered, raising a few snickers from some of the others.
"Oh, she never lets me play," the oafish boy said, but without malice, as if it were an understandable fact. "I'm too slow and clumsy ... not good like you, Ace."
"You could be top drawer, Phalanx, and still she wouldn't let you play," fifteen year old Pete Jarvis, a well built redheaded boy bitterly commented. "And I don't mind telling you guys, I've had it with her. I wish Billy were here, then we'd all get a shot at it."
"Yeah ... Jo just plays her favorites, like French, Rock, and the rest of the bunch," Lucky Smith, another fifteen year old put in. "I'm with Pete. I think it's time we did something about it!"
"Like what, Smitty ... tell our daddies?" Ace chided. "Fuck, my old man'd tell me to drop dead. Though, he'd grunt; I feel for you ... now get lost!"
"Maybe if our fathers got together, Ace, they'd decide to do something about it," Pete Jarvis suggested.
"Nawwwww ... that's kid stuff for Chris'sake!" Ace spat at him. "But I'm going to do something about it ... and you guys are going to help!" the big boy informed, lowering his voice. "Come on in a little closer so I don't have to talk too loud ... I want to clue you on something that's about to blow your kazoos. Then, I'll tell you my plan ... a little gem we're going to put into action right after this game ... and I guarantee you, cats, it's sure fire and wilder than double stamp night in a whore house...!"
* * *
Holly sitting by herself in the stands amongst the small crowd of parents, friends, and faithful followers of the junior teams, found herself acridly elated at the lacing the Imps were taking. It was pleasing her to no end watching Jimmy French club around like a fumbling idiot, and the expression on her sister-in-law's face from the bench was nothing short of disaster itself. Damn her, it was serving her right, after the way she had connived and stolen Jimmy for herself last night. God, when she thought about it, the dark-eyed, raven-haired teenager could hardly believe it all had happened ... Jo with Jimmy and Barry, while she and Ace had watched ... fucked and watched!
Unnhhhh ... what a different opinion of Ace Hackett that exciting little session had left her with! Wow, he was a groovy cat, all right, big but gentle, and with all the real know-how! That's what every girl ought to have her first time, a guy who'd been there enough to put her through the paces, not some frightened boy with the hots who was probably more of a virgin than the girl ... and she'd bet that description fit Jimmy! Though she still dug him a bundle, she could live without him now ... the kiddish nonsense of handsome faces and dancing ability suddenly seemed insipid to her. Ace was anything but a pretty boy in the face, but he sure had it where it counted ... and he knew how to turn a girl on with the right four letter words at the most strategic times!
Inwardly, the voluptuous young girl experienced an exciting little ripple of sensual delight at her secret thoughts. She was now a full fledged 'little mama,' as Ace liked to call her, and her lover boy was sitting right down there on the bench with the broad, padded shoulders, his tender parts all safely concealed in his jock-strap ... at least, she hoped they were safely concealed from any stupid injury that might put them out of commission. Though on second thought, it hardly seemed necessary; Jo had no intentions of letting him play, even with Jimmy put there blowing the game ... and that he was certainly doing. He was as bad in this half as he'd been in the first; still Jo wouldn't give Ace a chance!
Damn her, the vivacious young teenager in her hot-pants and braless jersey, bitterly cursed within. As much as she wanted to be close to her voluptuous blonde sister-in-law, and had truly felt a loving warmth at one point the night before, Holly was in complete accord with Ace's lurid plan. If anyone ever did, Joanne had it coming to her, and she was surely going to get it, regardless whether the Imps won or lost. But there didn't seem to be much doubt about that, either ... the score was 21 to 7 and the Insurgents were inside the Imps twenty yard line with less than a minute to play. Time for her to go down and do her little thing with the water pail!
Ace had assured her it was a real light dose, but enough to key up the whole squad. Whether Jo had any or not was unimportant. The boys would surely drink their fill, and Ace had, by this time, advised his friends to guzzle their share. It should be a wild show, the beautiful bodied, sexily dressed young girl thought to herself. She'd gone the pot route a few times, but never acid. Anyway, she was only going to be a spectator. Jo was the star performer, and she'd bet that when the final curtain rang down, her beautiful sister-in-law would have some new viewpoints regarding the fairness of coaching a football team ... or some wild ones concerning the lecherous seduction of young boys...!
* * *
Joanne moved into the locker room with her dejected young team, hardly aware that Holly had joined and was behind her. Within, she seethed at the stupid drubbing they had taken ... the first game lost in the last thirteen. She hadn't even walked over to shake the Insurgents coach's hand in a good sportsmanship gesture. She was that angry! And they were about to hear it!"
"All right, you incredibly stumbling ... oafish ... fumbling young knotheads!" she uncontrollably spat. "Sit down! All of you, sit down! I have a few words to say, and they won't take long!" God, she knew she should try to control her rage, that Billy would bitterly chastise her if he were there, but he wasn't! They were all her boys, and the Imps her team! Worse, they had just ridiculously lost a game they should have won hands down! "You played worse the second half than you did the first ... if that's possible! I'm sick inside and disgusted with the lot of you! Not one boy can I point out as playing better than the rest! You were all absolutely horrible! I'm ashamed to say that I'm your coach ... and I think Billy would feel the same! Jimmy ... you ... you were utterly a fool out there! What ever gave Billy and I the idea that you had genius abilities at quarterback leaves me blank at the moment! The line, every last one of you, played like a kindergarten class! You so called backs could have done as well if you were crippled! Quite frankly ... I'm considering disbanding the team after such a showing and starting over!"
The enraged young wife was surprised when she heard no groans, nor even the slightest response to her cutting statements, especially the last. They merely sat with drooped heads ... tired, drooped heads ... but what did they expect the game of football to be? Holly handed her a dipper of water and she drank it all. Her throat was parched from her anger.
"Has anyone a word ... just one word to say in rebuttal?" she pressed. "I mean, why, boys, why? You, Jimmy, above all the others, you sicken me the most! A ... A ... A girl ... child ... frilly little dolly could have out played you today! You were absolutely disgusting! Our near perfect record, clumsily ruined ... and I've got to blame you! My God, can't you say something?"
Ace nudged Peter Jarvis next to him, then looked up to catch Holly's pretty eye. He winked and she returned it. Goddamn, what a hot little chick was she, in her hot-pants and no hammock jersey! Sweet Jo could learn lessons from her, but it was too late for that, now! The viper-tongued, blonde dazzler was going to get her schooling from another source, unlimited, and no broad ever had it coming more than she did! Christ, French was wilted like a tulip dragged through shit! Maybe he'd had an off day, or perhaps it was the way she'd drained him last night, the big boy could care less; whichever, she was laying on him right before the whole team the way it shouldn't be done. He was good ... damned good ... enviously good, and he'd made the Imps from the onset. To rip him like this was doing nothing more than shattering the whole team foundation! Billy'd hang her by her ponytail if he were there ... but of course, he wasn't, and she knew it! Maybe, everyone knew it ... even her at that moment, because she'd just reached up in expected fashion and clutched at her forehead! It was working, he thought as he unlaced his shoes and began to strip. The party was on! "Start getting undressed!" he whispered to Peter Jarvis next to him. "She's just beginning to feel it ... "
The uptight young woman hardly could conceive of what had suddenly inspired wavering sensations to begin in her head ... but they had!
Their rapidly growing intensity seemed to milk the anger from her, or perhaps dilute it, for she found herself standing in the center of her young, surrounding boys without words to speak! But she hardly felt ill ... rather, invigorated, excited ... and terribly loose, almost the way she had felt the night before with Barry and Jimmy! But, of course, that was insane! She shook her head in a reflexive effort to throw off the strange sensation. God ... better drop it right there and go up to the house!
"You should've let us had a swing at it, Jo baby!" Ace said, gaining his feet, with Phalanx behind him helping to pull off his sweat jersey, removing his shoulder pads, then stepping back as the big, second-string quarterback kicked off his protective uniform pants.
Joanne, dumbfounded at his unexpected shamelessness right in front of her ... and Lord, Holly was there, too, gaped at the muscular, well built teenager as he stripped to nothing more than his athletic supporter!
"What ... what the devil do you think you're doing, young man?" the shocked female coach snapped at him from her sudden, bewildering moment of stimulation. "You might at least wait until Holly and I are out of here before you so vulgarly decide to strip!"
She realized then that he was insolently standing there spread-legged with hands on lean hips and openly leering at her!
"Damn, coach honey ... if you don't beat all!" Ace said, his homely face stretched in a lurid grin. "Here, I thought you dug naked boys with young, hard cocks, and instead you're getting all uptight ... but wait a sec, maybe this will help...!" and with that he was rolling his jock-strap down off his narrow hips and buttocks, until he stood entirely naked before her, his long, thickly flaccid penis spurting from its hairy source and clinging to the flesh of his testicles from the tight elastic enclosure! "There, that more to your liking, Jo doll...?"
An awe-stricken sensation of emptiness, blended with an unfathomable chill of excitement gripped at the pony-tailed, blonde girl's soft belly to abruptly spread through her voluptuous body like an electric current! She could only stare at the lewdly grinning youth standing completely naked before her, hardly aware that more of the boys were following his lead, stripping their uniforms and jocks away, until tanned, muscular young bodies and teenage genitals were nakedly surrounding her! Then, as if adding insult to injury, Ace Hackett reached down to obscenely grasp hold of his swelling length of penile flesh and began to lewdly stroke it before her disbelieving eyes!
"Wh-What's the meaning of this ... this despicable outrage?" Joanne heard her own harshly gasping voice, her hand creeping defensively to her throat as she took several steps backward, until a bench stopped her. She couldn't take her eyes from the obscene sight of the teenager grossly fondling and stroking his growing long, thick hardness, the almost intoxicating light-headedness which had swept over her, though confusing, a secondary issue at the moment!
"Awwww, come on, Jo baby," Ace Hackett teased, his big hand working the sleeved foreskin of his thick, lengthily hardened cock back and forth, exposing its purplish, blood-filled head. "Now, you know what this is and what you like to do to 'em ... suck and fuck ... remember ... Jimmy French and Barry Watts last night? That's right, Coachie ... we know the whole scene, so don't try to play the naive chick with us, or give us a spiel about what your husband, Billy'll do to us, eh? Because you aren't going to tell him one fucking thing about our little party, unless you want that maybe he should blow his cool. Hell, he might even decide to sew that hungry little cunt of yours right up right ... and none of us guys would want that...."
The young blonde wife, caught up in her maze of incredible emotions, found herself speechless, barely able to think as she blankly gaped at the naked, teenage bodies surrounding her, each and every one obscenely clutching at his youthfully menacing, rod of swelling hardness. Their young faces were a sea of leers ... of vindictive arousal! Somewhere in the room, as delayed spicy reaction to Ace's graphic use of lewd four letter words rippled through her, Joanne heard a feminine gasp and remembered ... Holly! God ... it had to be a pre-conceived plot, but ... but could her own young sister-in-law be a part of it?
"Now hold up, Ace!" Jimmy French ordered, pushing his way beyond the ring of naked, aroused teenagers, still wearing his stained uniform as he faced the stripped, second-string quarterback. He wasn't exactly bubbling with affection for his blonde lover of the night before, not after the way she had just degraded him before the whole team, but what Hackett had in mind was nothing short of gang rape!
"Don't give my any trouble, Jim boy," Ace unflinchingly warned, "or you might wind up on the short end of a nasty lacing. That goes for you, too, Barry," the big teenager added as Barry Watts shouldered his way to side his friend. "You cats are like outnumbered by a couple dozen lusty guys who feel that our sweet coach, Jo, should spread her cunt and mouth around a little more, eh? You had yours last night ... and now it's our turn ... you get the picture?"
Jimmy swallowed tightly, well aware that the naked youth before him could give him a good scrap without any additional help. But he wasn't being belligerent about it, though it was damned obvious he meant what he'd said, and it would be foolhardy for he and Barry to take on the whole squad! And ... and what the devil was happening inside his skull? Man, he felt as if he were getting higher than a kite!
"Jimmy ... don't try to stop them!" Holly said, her own young voice giddy with excitement as she called over the boy's heads from where she stood on a bench. "It's too late for that!" she added, the dipper of acid-doctored water she'd purposefully consumed, mixed with the provocative sight of the guys in their nakedness, all luridly stroking their young cocks into solid hardness, quickly inciting her own teenage lust.
"Holly, for God's sake, what're you saying?" the pony-tailed older woman chokingly questioned, catching sight of her dark-eyed sister-in-law's wildly gleaming expression.
"Oh balls, Jo, stop trying to play coy, for cripes sake!" the scantily dressed Holly snapped over the boys' heads. "We watched you, both Ace and I together from my closet ... saw you sucking Jimmy while Barry fucked you from behind, dog-style! Now, what more would you like to know? Maybe that you've been a regular bitch because the team lost, and that hurt your ego so you decided to take it out on the guys? Or that you've been so goddamned unfair the way you've only let your favorites play? Oh sister, if anyone ever had it coming, you do, and I'm going to have me a ring side seat to watch it!"
Again, Joanne found herself wordlessly shocked, the cutting edge to Holly's bitterly spat accusations knifing through her like a series of stabbings from a heated, keen blade! The horror of it all was that they were true and the guilty blonde knew it ... except that the vivacious teenager, along with Ace Hackett, had watched her wildly lewd performance with Jimmy and Barry the night before! God almighty ... what could she say, or do? But worse, what did they intend to do to her? It ... it was impossible that they intended she should take them all...!
Holly had stepped down from the bench, wormed her way through the circle of boys to take both Jimmy's and Barry's arms, ushering them back away. They hadn't resisted, as if sensibly realizing the uselessness of it. "You two dolls stay with me," the teenage beauty sensually whispered. "I may just need some attention, too, before this gang bang is done with!"
"Come on Phalanx lad, let's get that goddamned uniform off and show our coachie what a young elephant's hung like," Ace ordered to the responding lewd sniggers of the nakedly circling, acid-whetting youths lustfully waiting and handling their stiffened lengths of penile flesh. The big, unused quarterback moved toward Joanne's cringing, sweat suited form, his hand reaching out to grasp her slender waist. "I hope you're going to fight me, pussycat, that'll be the final topping on this sexy festival."
"Oh ... Ace ... please ... please listen to me!" she whimpered, still shrinking from him. "I-I'll make it up to you ... all of you from now on, I promise! Only ... don't ... don't do this to me...?"
"Promises, promises, promises," the big boy taunted. Suddenly, he jerked her against his naked, muscular body, drawing her arm up behind her as he crushed her soft curves harshly to him. His long, thickly rigid boy-cock pressured vertically into the yielding give of her soft little belly, and with his other hand he grasped her ponytail from behind, painfully jerking it until her face was raised upward and he kissed her heavily, ramming his hot, teenage tongue into her mouth, while his nakedly stripped team mates laughed in lurid anticipation.
Joanne helplessly allowed herself to go limp against him, lessening the pain to her arm and scalp, her fear of the moment much stronger than her dislike for the big, homely-faced teenager. Still, she couldn't deny the immediate, sensually charging arousal the feel of his hardened young cock throbbing hotly against the sensitive flesh of her loins raised in her. Her head continued to ridiculously whirl, an almost weightless sensation that had no foundation for her. He released her hair then, and she felt his arrogant, strong young hand warmly smoothing down her back to the fully curved mounds of her fearfully tremoring buttocks, massaging and pressuring through the thick material of her sweat suit and nylon panties! Unhesitantly, he clutched and caressed them, tracing a lewd finger along their softly separating crevice, while he suggestively undulated his hardened teenage rod in pressured contact with the pliant softness of her quivering belly.
"You surprise me, Jo baby," Ace said, breaking their kiss and mockingly grinning at her, reading the mounting feverish confusion in her blue eyes which the acid, along with his lewdly grinding hardness were infusing in her. "Now, you're beginning to look a little like you did last night when the little mama and I watched you sucking off Jimmy! That was real hot bananas for you wasn't it, pussy-cat ... sucking Jim's rock-hard boy-cock while old Barry fucked it to your cunt-hole from behind! Man, you were one horny little bird, all right, the way you sucked that cum from Jimmy's prick, swallowing every last hot drop of it just as Barry squirted his load back up into your hot little pussy! I thought you were going to snap a vertebra there for a few seconds ... "
On and on he went, his young voice a mesmerizing drone as he revived "with licentious word-pictures the lustful scene she had lecherously schemed into happening the night before! The helplessly drugged woman could only stare up into his homely, teenage face, unable to deny, or throw off the rising sensations of sensual passion his pornographic description and hot, insolent hands were easily firing within her...!
"Come up here, Pete, and give me a hand getting our sweet-assed coachie naked like the rest of us," Ace Hackett's gruff voice penetrated her thoughts, and she saw the stripped Jarvis boy bound forward, his hardened, boyish penis waggling out before him, the lewd thought occurring to her that his sparse pubic hair was as red as that on his head! "Lift your arms, Jo baby ... old Ace's going to take this frigging sweat shirt right up over your pretty head so we can all get a look at those luscious tits of yours!
That's it, honey, up high...!"
"Christ, Holly, what kind of a dose did you dump into that water?" Barry Watts questioned, shaking his youthful, blurry-eyed head at the spectacle of Ace and Pete undressing Jo right in the center of the room. Someone had dragged over the wrestling mat, and they were standing in the center of that, Jo with her arms upraised as Ace pulled the jersey over her head, while from behind, Pete Jarvis was unzipping her sweat pants and working them down over the full, rounded arch of her hips ... hips that he remembered so well...!
It's mild, baby, but it had to take care of a lot of people," Holly whispered to him, running her small white hand along the inner side of his muscular thigh. She leaned closer. "Why don't you and Jimmy get naked like the rest of the guys ... then you can undress me!"
Barry felt his neck snap as he jerked his head around to face her. Without looking directly at it, he saw her hand in his lap, its palm hotly brushing against the length of his uncontrollably hardened rod of cock-flesh inside his jeans. Of course, he hadn't suited up for the game, and never would again, no matter what his father thought or said, but he'd had no idea that anything like this would ever happen! "Y-You realize what you're saying, Holly...?" he hissed from where he sat on the bench beside her, their view unhampered now with all the guys nakedly sitting, some stretched out and vigorously stroking their hard young cocks at the mere sight of Jo's slowly revealed voluptuousness!
"Of course, silly! I'm no virgin!" she breathed against his cheek. "I'm a little mama ... and I'd love to suck your cock while Jimmy fucks me from behind ... that is, if you can shake him loose from gaping at what they're doing to Jo...!"
The stripping away of her clothing happened so slickly, so quickly, that Joanne hardly knew the moment she was totally naked! Ace and Pete's young, hot hands moved skillfully over her, at last to her bra, while Ace dropped to his knees before her to tug her sheer white panties down over her knees and ankles...!
God! She was naked ... as naked as they! She saw some of them moving in on her, while Pete slipped his arms around her from behind, his eagerly clutching hands cupped, squeezing, fondling her breasts, his rigid young penis pressing into the smooth crevice between her nakedly rounded buttocks! Below, Ace's big hands were stroking heatedly down over her hips and thighs as he moved his face in closer toward the light-haired curls of her uncontrollably moistening pussy! Then, the other boys were obscenely running their hands over her exposed nakedness, her breasts, belly and thighs, crowding as close as possible to rub their hardened boy-cocks against her satiny, white flesh...!
"Goddamm!" Jimmy French choked, a blend of excitement, despair, and rage bubbling inside his gut. "I don't know whether I can take this or not, Barry! But ... but shit, look at her! She's got her arms around them, hugging them up against her while they feel her tits, and ... and everything, rubbing their cocks all over her! Hell, she's loving it...!"
"Come on, Jim, let me help you shed that uniform!" Barry said. "Holly wants us ... wants us to undress her, like they did to Jo!
She ... she wants you to fuck her, Jimmy!"
"H-Hunh? D-Did I hear you right?" the handsome, teenage quarterback gasped, looking from one to the other of his incited fellow audience.
"Damn, what do you want me to do, darling, write you an invitation?" Holly sensually whispered into his face, kissing him on the lips. "Come on, Barry and I'll both help you out of that uniform ... but remember, the jock-strap is mine to take off...!"
CHAPTER NINE
It suddenly dawned on the helplessly stripped Joanne that she had been drugged, and that the entire squad of naked boys surrounding her were under the influence of something as well! What and how, she had no idea, though that was of little importance now ... only the fact that she was completely at their vindictive, desire-fired mercy, mattered ... and an unexpected, if weird, sensation of masochism raced through her at the thought. What last traces of will-power she might have been clinging to had vanished with their lewd fondling of her exposed, sensuous curves and the hotly embracing feel of their hardened, moisture-tipped boy-cocks rubbing, wiping and searingly pressuring against her vibrant nakedness...!
"Ooohhhh!" Joanne erotically moaned as Ace Hackett's teenage lips closed over and nipped teasingly at the blonde pubic curls adorning the soft mound at the base of her belly!
The homely-faced youth looked up, luridly grinning at her. "Just a taunting preview of things to come, Jo baby," he informed, continuing to smooth his big, warm hands up her outer thighs and over the rounded contours of her silken-skinned hips and buttocks to her slender waist as he knelt before her, then, retracing their paths downward again. "Now, what say you just drop down here on the mat and stretch out a little, pussy-cat, so that your ever-loving football team can all appreciate you, eh?"
There was no refusing. Several of the boys moved in to help, or force her if necessary, until the nakedly helpless woman found herself flat on her back in lewd, obscene display, while Ace knelt upright at her feet. "P-Please ... please don't ...!" she feebly whimpered, holding her long, shapely legs together.
"Come on now coachie, baby, don't pretend to go morals on us cats. You want us all to be jealous of old Jim and Barry after the way you ate cock and played doggie-fuck with them, eh? Now would you want biased info like that to get out and around, Honey?" Ace needled in a put-on, concerned tone. "Of course, you wouldn't ... so let's just spread those sweet legs, pussy-cat, and let we underprivileged boys feast our greedy young eyes on that pretty, golden-haired cunt of yours...."
There was nothing boyishly gentle in his burning little eyes, Joanne realized, nor in the sight of his swollen rod of teenage penis thrusting thickly from the hairy base of his young, lean pelvis. Then, out of the surrounding sea of youthful nakedness and lustfully hardened young genitals, emerged Phalanx Reed, his huge, hair-covered bulk in breadth and width minimizing the others, his unbelievable length of long, thick cock dwarfing his teammates as if they were babies! His massive fist was wrapped around it and obscenely stroking the heavy outer layer of skin back and forth, giving the stunned, helpless Joanne peekaboo glimpses at its bulbous, mushroom-shaped head ... glimpses that apprehensively whipped her breath away!
"Here I am, Ace, an' I ain't got nothing on like you said," the simple-minded boy, who Joanne had fought with Billy over letting join the team, drooled in a thin, high-pitched voice. "I got it all big and hard like you told me, too ... see?"
"Say, that's a dandy you got on today, Phalanx old boy! Right, guys?" the muscular, second-string quarterback praised to the lurid cheers and sniggers of the others. "How d'you like the prospects of that young glory-pole, Pussycat? Nine solid inches of what you might call boy-cock ... except it looks more like a chunk of cord-wood, right?"
Joanne could only stare up at it, words failing her in growing, choked fear! God, they wouldn't expect her to take that inhuman ... implausible monster? No woman could take such a brutal thing up between her legs! He needed an animal ... a cow, or mare...!
"But first things first, Phalanx buddy," Ace advised him with a grin. "You just keep a watchful eye on this Ace-in-the-hole, which is what he's going to be in a minute, and keep that old yard-arm right up there nice and hard, eh?"
"Sure, Ace, you bet," the simple-minded young brute answered. "Anything you say...."
"And like I told you before, Jo girl, spread 'em! Don't be bashful; you're amongst friends," the big teenager hissed down at her, the harshness returning to his lust-incited young voice.
When she almost dazedly hesitated, Pete Jarvis dropped to his knees beside her face and spat: "Look ... goddamn you, Jo, you better cooperate or sure's hell we'll rape the shit out of you! I mean, you got it coming and you're going to get fucked by all of us! But you can make it easy or rough on yourself ... 'cause ... 'cause ... we're all going to fuck you! Now spread
'em, like Ace says!"
With a trembling intake of breath, Joanne hopelessly opened her full, white thighs to them, an unanswerable sensation of lewdly inciting exhibitionism rippling through her curved nakedness at the obscene exposing of her intimately moistening vaginal lips to their eager young eyes!
"Wider, dammit! As far apart as you can!" Ace hissed, watching as she responded, spreading her tanned legs to the fullest extent, until the entire erogenous area of her naked, hair-fringed loins and the wet pinkness of her inner cunt-flesh were lewdly displayed before them! She made a little mewling sound, its lustful vibrance like music to Ace's ears. "Fuck!" he choked. "Look at that sight, Pete ... you too, Smitty! Goddamm, I'm going to taste me a bit of honey to get the ball rolling!"
Joanne only moaned louder, her heart pounding in her chest as the homely-faced boy she had intentionally slighted on the field dropped forward onto his belly between her wide-spread legs, his young mouth hovering inches above her sensually kindled loins...!
"Go on, Ace! Eat her fucking cunt!" Pete Jarvis bitterly urged. "Chew it ... suck the friggin' juice right out of it, damn her!"
"Yeah, go on, Ace! Tongue her off a few times, like we did that probation officer bitch who laid the pot charge on us!" Lucky Smith spat, dropping down beside the naked young wife of their head coach, his angrily hardened young cock in his hand. "Show her how we get even with bitches who put us down...!"
In the background, but never far from being a part of the lustfully developing spectacle, Barry Watts, totally naked with hardened, thrusting young penis cleaving in the air, stood behind Jimmy French who had just kicked off his uniform pants. Before the handsome young quarterback in his next-to-nakedness, his athletic support all that shielded his virile, teenage maleness, knelt the raven-haired Holly, all three breathing in acid-fired, young passion.
Feverishly, Jimmy stared down at the crown of her long, jet-black hair, his young body tremoring, the knowledge of what she wanted to do, had asked to do, causing his gasps to come in short, quickened hisses. Damn, she wanted them to undress her, like the others were doing to Jo, and then ... for him to fuck her! She'd said that ... wanted him to fuck her! Man, he might fall apart inside, but his cock was doing anything but that! It was straining and throbbing like a netted tiger ... and then, her soft, warm hands were caressing his hips, her tiny fingers curling inside his jock's elastic band!. Goddamn...!
Holly excitedly watched the wifts of his blondish pubic hair come slowly into view as she rolled the elastic contraption down over his hips. Uncontrollably, she leaned forward to place her tongue-moistened, young lips in a kiss against the shredded pubic hair of his pelvis just above its broad rooted beginning ... then, she drew the support all the way down, watching the thickened rod of his hard cock snap upward in freed expansion. Its partially shrouding foreskin drew slightly back with the burst of energy, revealing that much more of its velvety, glistening fiery glans to her! For a moment, she sat back, as if to totally drench herself with the erotic sight' of it and his semen-filling young testicles hanging manfully between his legs underneath!
God, how she wanted to suck it, to taste his cum, but ... but even more, she wanted him to fuck her! Yes, fuck her first ... there would be other times, like with Ace, when she would suck him! Besides, she was going to suck Barry, the sweet darling ... and he'd shoot his hot cum into her mouth while Jimmy fucked her from behind like they had her brother's wife last night! Oh ... ooohhhhh!
"Go on, do it, Holly!" Barry urged, moving around his stripped buddy to better watch!
Holly felt Jimmy's gasp when she placed both hands on his tensed, upper thighs, slowly moving her face forward toward his jutting length of rigid, blood-hardened cock. She opened her mouth wide, extending her little pink tongue pointedly so that both boys could see, her wildly excited young eyes focused on the escaped little drop of sparkling moisture bubbling from the dimpled split at its tip. Eagerly, she licked it away with her hot, swiping tongue, impassioned sensations racing through and over her feverish teenage curves as she began to lick and wash at it hotly and hungrily.
"Unghhh!" Jimmy grunted to the seethingly stimulating contact, his fired young eyes saucered at the sight of her orally bathing his purple-hued glans with loving affection!
The piquant, sweet tang of his tiny secretion sparked Holly's lewd intoxication as no other aphrodisiac ever could, she fervently reasoned. God, if she'd been hot last night, she was an inferno at this moment! Nothing seemed obscene enough to feed the furiously growing tempest inside her, and as she reached over to curl her slender fingers around Barry's thrusting hardness, she sensed the seepage hotly dampening the sheer strip of her nylon panties snugly caressing her keyed-up, tingling pussy.
Barry groaned as she began to stroke the outer sheath of his stiffened length of penis. She closed her warm lips tightly around Jimmy's inflated cock-head and with them, worked his foreskin back over the glans' prominent coronal rim, her tiny tongue incessantly laving the smooth, hot flesh and stabbing into its sensitive slit.
"Damn!" Jimmy choked out. "Come up here ... let's get you naked, Holly!"
"Wait!" she gasped, sucking off the tip of his prick to quickly transfer her young, ardent mouth to Barry's poling hardness. The escaped little glistening drop there had caught her acid-inflamed attention and she had no intention of by-passing it...!
It was Lucky Smith's lustful words that brought the raven-haired teenager to her feet. "Yeah, go on Ace! Tongue her off a few times ... Show her how we get even with bitches who put us down...!" Excitedly, the sensually flushed girl climbed up onto the bench to see better. "God, I've got to watch this!" she heatedly exclaimed. "Ace is going to lick Jo's pussy! Undress me while I watch, darlings ... do wild things to me ... anything...!"
Both Pete Jarvis and Lucky Smith had dropped down on either side of the obscenely positioned older woman, forcing her arms around their necks as hugging cushions for their young heads. She moaned in undeniable mounting desire to their greedy fondling of her resilient, unprotected breasts, kissing and hotly tonguing their marblishly hardened little nipples, finally sucking them harshly into their hot, nibbling mouths! Their rigidly searing boy-cocks pressured lustfully into the naked flesh of her hips and thighs, their muscular young pelvis' beginning an immediate obscenely tempoed undulation, while Ace Hackett's exploring hands hotly caressed the tender, sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, causing her breath to passionately hitch in her throat!
"Ooohhhhh ... ooohhh donnn'tttt!" Jo unmeaningly whimpered, sensing the first of his young goading kisses ... wet, inciting kisses which he was lavishing on the hair-lined crevice of her electrified pussy-lips, his heated, moistened tongue suddenly flicking over the length of her pink, lewdly exposed opening. Every muscle and cord in her susceptibly prurient young body tautened at the maddeningly pleasure-bringing oral caresses of her tightly clinging cunt-lips, causing soft croons of erotic joy to him in the depths of her throat. She felt his thumbs spreading open the puffy, flushed folds of her naked pussy ... then, he lashed his burning, wet tongue through the palpitating, liquid flesh!
Joanne groaned, gasped and convulsively twitched beneath their lustfully spurring young mouths and tongues sucking and biting at the erogenous flesh of her pliant breasts, while the denied young quarterback began to orally fuck into her rapidly inflaming vagina, occasionally licking upward through the intimately rising moisture to encircle her tiny, erectly quivering clitoris.
Abruptly, his knowing, boyish lips sucked, drawing the soft folds of sensate, petal-like flesh into the warm shelter of his ravaging mouth, while his lacing tongue continued its spine-shattering laving of the babyish nerve-plexus between her wide-spread legs!
"Ooohhhh ... Ace ... Accceee ... please ... ooohhh Godddd, yessssss! D-Do ittt! Ooohhhhh...!" the passionately infused older woman cried helplessly in her lewdly positioned nakedness, already sensing the first alarm of exotic orgasm boiling in her belly and loins from their hot, teasing tonguing of her sensually provoked nakedness.
It was then that the wild idea flashed in Ace Hackett's spiteful, lust-fired young brain. The luscious blonde bitch, already she was loving it ... a slave to boy-cock! But he hadn't wanted that to happen so easily! She hadn't fought him ... had only weakly pleaded for him, them, to stop ... because in all goddamned truth she was reveling in it, satisfying herself that she was being forced! Fuck, he'd never seen it done, but he was about to!
He jerked his head erect, feeling the dampness from Jo's wet pussy secretions coating his mouth and nose-tip, his eyes searching over the heads of his gaping young teammates. He saw her standing on the bench as eye-melting naked as she'd been the night before when she'd stooped over for him to fuck her from behind! Sweet little gem, her firm young tits standing right out full and ruby-tipped, she was with Barry and Jimmy, both stripped and tugging her hot pants and bikini panties down to reveal the shadowed vee of her raven-black pussy curls! Goddamn, and she was smiling and winking licentiously at him above their heads!
"Come over here, little Mama! I've got an urgent task for you, baby!" the big second-string quarterback lewdly ordered. "Bring those cats with you. There'll be plenty to go around, eh?"
Eagerly, he saw her speak to the two guys who helped her down from the bench, each taking an arm and a warm handful of lush, teenage breast as she excitedly tittered, leading the way through the circle. "What is it, honey?" the curvaceous teenager with hands on naked, rounded hips, questioned, thrusting her incitingly exposed young loins forward in a wanton gesture of exhibitionism and slowly turning before the boys so all could see, their quickened breaths and moans lustfully inspiring her the more.
"A little show, honey-pot, for the cats and me, eh?" Ace luridly said, his glistening mouth spread in his homely grin. "Like I've never seen it for real, only a couple of pictures, but the idea gives me a hot bang! You game, little Mama?"
Holly shrugged her pretty young shoulders, the movement causing her firm, teenage breasts to delightfully ripple. "I don't know what you want ... but I'm ready to give it a try for you, Doll!"
"That's my cookie," the big teenager replied, running one hand up her inner leg and rounded thigh to the moistened, hair-lined lips of her tight young cunt. He, they all, watched the little shudder of enchantment tremor over the smooth curves of her white, youthful nakedness. Then, Ace said to Pete and Lucky: "You guys back off for a bit ... make room for the little Mama! Coachie girl is about to eat her cunt for us...!"
The drug, whatever it was, had hardly glazed Joanne's mind; rather, it had seemed to sharpen it. But as well, an unanswerable laxness had swept over her, an almost abandoned lack of restraint which had made the obscene suddenly the sublime! She'd moaned out her disappointment the moment the homely teenager had disengaged his tonguing mouth from her climatically building pussy. But then, when Holly had come at his call, Jo's passion-aroused eyes filling with the unbelievable sight of her young sister-in-law's lovely nakedness, new sensations of lust were set off inside her hotly churning belly and loins. She stared at the beautiful teenager's gorgeous young curves through eyes envisioning and feeding a never-before, flickering desire, listening to the incredible dialogue that passed between them! Oh God ... and then, Holly was obscenely climbing astraddle of her helplessly prostrate body and moving up over her until the exposed white mounds of her young full buttocks were flattening Joanne's resilient, hardened nippled breasts against her naked chest! In her erotic confusion, the totally subjected woman gaped up into the lewdly excited eyes of her husband's teenage sister, their total lack of compassion reminders of the many times and ways she had been unfair to the vengeful young girl....
"G-God, Holly ... please ... what're you trying to do to me?" Joanne heard her own words almost before she realized she was saying them ... and they were not necessarily meant as they were phrased. What had she wanted to say...? Is it because you hate me ... love me ... or want me to love you, darling ...? Yes, that was it! And she was such a beautiful girl ... so wildly exciting sitting there on top of her resiliently yielding breasts in her enkindling young nakedness...!
"The boys want to watch you lick my pussy, Jo ... and so do I!" the bestriding, curvaceous Holly sensually hissed down at her. "Go ahead!" she hotly added, unable to hide her own fired, teenage passion. "Please ... and sometime, I'll do it for you if you want...!"
"Don't beg her, little Mama!" Ace Hackett sharply ordered. "She ain't got no goddamn choice! Go on, Coachie, eat the doll's sweet little cunt ... and you, Pete, come on down here and take over for me! You like to tongue pussy, and this one's a mind-bender! I want to sit back and watch the show...."
"Shit, just let me at it!" the redheaded boy lustfully exclaimed, quickly taking his teammate's position and ardently plunging his young, avid tongue into the hot wet heat of Joanne's nakedly exposed cunt.
Billy Carter's voluptuous young wife groaned out her unrestrainable, sensual delight at the lewd, moist contact of his teasing young tongue and lips with her erogenous vaginal flesh! Spontaneously, the lashing flames of desire bellowed to a renewed glow inside her; yet, even in her mounting, seething lust, she realized that the mere thought of lesbianism had always repulsed her! But what could she do? They were forcing her, and she was helpless against them! Even Holly was a part of their conspiracy ... No! No! God, she had to be honest at least with her own self! She wanted to...! Yes, she wanted to...!
"Raise up, Holly baby! Get your honey-cunt right up over her pretty mouth where she can get at it!" Ace Hackett luridly commanded.
Then, Holly was lifting herself until her wetly excited young pussy was directly over her sister-in-law's hot, moistened lips, the proximity of its nearness with the enfringing, black silken curls utterly captivating the prostrate older woman! She sensed the delicate, youthful headiness of its intensively dampened aroma, the heat of it warm against her face as she licked out blindly with her tiny, trembling tongue, spreading the dark pubic curls and drawing it experimentally upward through the length of Holly's youthfully glistening flesh!
"Unngghhh!" the enthralled young girl gasped, unprecendented sensations spiraling through her curvaceous nakedness at the forbidden obscenity happening between her widespread young legs! She felt Jo's hands like warm, smooth velvet creeping up her waist and ribs, caressing her heaving young breasts, then moving back down to her hips, pulling her down closer as she laved her eagerly flitting little tongue through the hot, sensitive folds of her wetly secreting cunt! She felt her brother's wife frantically exploring with her tiny, hot tongue ... taunting at her erect, tremoring clitoris, then the moistly seething walls of her newly fucked young vagina, and suddenly back again to the tiny tip of her sensitively pulsating clitoris! God almighty! It was the grooviest happening ever...!
With an insanity Jo had never dreamed ... or was it just another branch of the lechery for youth that had come to plague her ... no matter, the young blonde woman's growing lust burned frenziedly within her as she licked and sucked feverishly to the inflamed tonguings taking place between her own widespread legs! Whoever it was, young Pete Jarvis, she thought as she clutched at the softly yielding mounds of Holly's smoothly rounded buttocks, he was a little fiend ... a delicious teenage Imp! God, she'd suck him beautifully the moment she could...!
"Look at the bitch eat it!" Ace exclaimed, his little eyes bugging as he strained his neck in close to watch every intricate movement. "Shit, they're both loving it, and here we sit like goons watching!"
"Yeah, come on, Ace, let's break that up!" Jimmy French said, Holly's request still hotly branded in his teenage brain. "I want my fuck now, and Holly bid for it!"
"Hey man, that's wild!" Ace replied, grinning up at the other. "She's tight's a clothes-spin! I copped her cherry last night while we watched you guys and Jo! You're not sore, I hope...?"
"Hell no! Somebody's got to be first! She gave me my chance and I blew it! But now, she's going to get the virgin, namely me!"
Ace laughed. "Man, you're okay, you know? We'll make a team out of these Imps, yet! Come on, let's divide up these chicks before they get to like cunt anymore than they are...!"
But it was Holly who pulled away, swinging her leg up off Joanne before any of the boys could intervene. She leaned down, then, kissed her older sister-in-law full on the lips. "It was beautiful, Jo ... there'll be other times, too, between us," she whispered, tasting the essence of her own pussy on the blonde girl's lush lips. "But now, we have some boys to take care of, and I'm going to help! Come on, let's make it the wildest orgy ever heard of!"
Joanne looked up at the vivacious face of her young sister-in-law, passionate sensations of frantic lust and lechery causing her whole naked body to quiver and tingle. She sensed the feverish licking at her hot, wet cunt cease, but this time the loss was not disheartening, only inspiring her toward more! She said: "God, baby, it's got to be ... with a whole football team?"
CHAPTER TEN
"Goddamn! You ever see a more cock-throbbing sight than that?" Ace Hackett coarsely put to his gaping, stripped young teenage compatriots as both Joanne and Holly positioned their voluptuous, naked bodies on all fours, side by side with knees spread wide, then looked up at the self-designated leader.
"W-Will this do for openers?" the blonde female coach almost brazenly taunted, both elated with the newly found sensual bond between Holly and her, and encouraged by her sparkling, teenage sister-in-law's passionate offer to share in the obscene task before them. God, she'd never in her life even dreamed of such wantonness! She was smoldering and intensively wet between her feverish thighs from their lusty tonguing and mouthing of her excited pussy, while she'd momentarily lost herself in the incredible delight of Holly's "honey-cunt," as Ace had so aptly termed it! Oh, there would be more of that forbidden love-making between them, she inwardly vowed...!
"Well ... sounds like our coachie's come up with a touch of the braves all of a sudden, cats," the big, second-string quarterback said, his young eyes narrowing. Bitch, he thought, sensing the arrogance creeping back into her voice. The Little Mama's offer to help with the chores had pumped new starch into Billy boy's cock-happy wife, and Ace wasn't sure that he liked that. Listening to her whimper and plead had set the old sadistic, male-chauvinest blood to pounding in his veins. Now, with reinforcements, came back the queenly attitude, bravado in the face of all odds! Cunt! She was hotter than a witch's caldron and he knew it; he'd tasted its tangy heat between her legs; still she was determined to carry the flag to victory ... even from her slave-like, whore-baby position. Well, gung ho, bitch! It just wasn't going to come off that way! "Seems like we better get a little organization to this carnival, eh? Have any preferences to size, method, or position, pussy cat?"
"It's your rape, Thomas Hackett!" Joanne acidly put to him from her assumed, lewd position on the mat, having no intentions of again becoming the subjected, begging female! Damn him ... all of them! They were merely babies, nothing more, teenagers filled with the false courage from whatever drug it was, their stiffened young penises lustfully doing their thinking for them! But now, she had Holly on her side, and even though she knew her husband, Billy'd, never forgive her if he knew, Joanne fully intended to let the young girl involve herself to the obscene hilt, just as she, herself, had done. Somehow, she reasoned, shared guilt was a safeguard in itself! She'd had no idea that the girl was so grown up! God, she was a passionate little wench! " ... Let's make it the wildest orgy ever heard of...." she'd wantonly said...!
"Rape...?" Ace repeated, the vindictiveness growing in his youthfully narrowed eyes. "Okay, pussycat, if you want to make it rougher on yourself, we'll cooperate, right team?"
A series of harsh young affirmatives came down to the lewdly positioned sisters-in-law, but only Holly in her excited, curved nakedness felt unintimidated. A cold sensation had washed through Joanne at their young, animal-like sounds, and inwardly she reprimanded herself for her stupid display of ego.
The almost impatient, raven-haired girl fretfully sensed the other's wave of revived fear, but could hardly sympathize with her. She'd damn sure brought it on herself with her haughtiness and put down attitude. For a few moments, Holly had thought her brother's voluptuous young wife was about to become human, but that had been a short lived presumption ... which brought them right back to where they'd started, and the dark-eyed young teenager right back in the boys' corner...!
"Come on, Ace!" someone sounded out. "Let's get at her!"
"Yeah!" another lewdly chimed in. "She's on her goddamned horse again! Let's make her suck a few of us off; that'll slow her down!"
"Who's going to fuck her up her snooty HI' asshole, Ace?" Lucky Smith obscenely questioned. "Man, there ain't nothing like that...!"
Both Jimmy French and Barry Watts approached Holly, kneeling down beside her, their stiffened young rods of hardness in their hands. "Wait, lovers," she whispered to them. "I've got some organizing to do first!" Then to Ace: "Lie down here on your back, baby, let me play "circus ring mistress!! so we can get this orgy off and running!"
"You're on, Little Mama!" Ace quickly replied, catching Holly's meaningful wink and dropping down on the mat to stretch out on his back, his hardened, foreskinned cock pointing ceilingward. "Okay, it's your party, cookie!"
"Go on, Jo, get up over him and put it in!" Holly ordered, her lustfully roused young eyes dancing with excitement at the obscene combination racing through her mind. "We'll have to expedite matters, honey, if we're ever to take care of them all!"
Joanne hesitated, but the dark-haired teenager's bewitching little smile did what it was falsely intended to do ... infuse confidence into the blonde curvaceous girl and she moved bodily above him, her own egotistical smile uncontrollable, the licentious thought that she could still handle the likes of Ace Hackett's adolescent lust sending a chill of domination rippling through her naked body! On her knees with her legs spread wide, her pink nippled breasts hanging and swaying above his young chest, Joanne centered her open, wet cunt directly above the tip of his pulsating cock-head. Then, with her hand, she reached between her legs to grasp the stiffened, thick rod, drawing its feverish head teasingly back and forth through the hotly moistened flesh.
"Goddamn...!" Ace grunted, thrusting his hips upward. "Get the fucking thing into your pussy hole, Coachie ... or ... or I'll blow my nuts right here!"
"Do it, Jo!" Holly eagerly ordered, closely watching as were the surrounding naked boys. "Let's show them what they're up against!"
Again, the voluptuously endowed Joanne in her sensual nakedness, displayed the smile reflecting her lustful ego, plus gratefulness for the alliance of her young sister-in-law.
Holly watched it all from behind, with Barry and Jimmy on either side of her. Barry's face was nearly touching Ace's legs and Joanne's beautiful naked ass. Jimmy's eyes burned as he watched her place Hackett's thick cock-head right at the quivering mouth of her cunt-hole, then force her luscious ass down onto it with a wet, sluicing gushy sound!
"God!" Holly gasped, remembering the night before! Jo had taken the entire length of it right up her cunt on the first lunge! She heard Billy's wife hiss out a heavy sigh and Ace's grunting reaction to her rocking back and forth on it. She lifted her rounded hips, then, her pink cunt-flesh wetly sucking and pulling at it, only to plunge down once more. This time, she added a circling undulation of her arched hips and the full white mounds of her ovaled buttocks. Oooohhh ... the lustful sight was just about to drive her up the wall, the raven-haired teenager feverishly realized, but she'd have to wait a little longer ... until sweet Jo was really taken care of...!
Ace began to clutch and maul the rhythmically dancing tits hanging above him, squeezing and kneading their yielding suppleness while he lifted from the mat to drive his throbbing young cock up into the seething, wet sheath of her grasping cuntal channel. Shit, the fucking pussycat was a hot dose! Her long blonde pony tail had worked its way over her shoulder like a braid and there was that taunting smile still evident to torment him, her blue eyes gleaming. The dazzling bitch ... she was vacuuming the marrow right up through his prick and reveling in it! His bloated young balls churned achingly with the load building inside them...!
"What's wrong, Ace? Am I more than you bargained for?" the nakedly working young wife couldn't resist panting down at him.
The big teenager choked, his words wadding his throat before he forced them out in an unintelligible garble, causing Joanne's smile to twist into a salacious grin. Damn them! Rape her, would they? Well, who was raping whom...?
"Come here, Pete ... back here!" Joanne heard Holly's voice, and abruptly, she felt his presence moving in behind her, his young hands on the soft flesh of her taunted buttocks ... warm, eager hands that smoothed to her hips, the heat of his teenaged body assuring his closeness! She twisted her head to stare into Holly's wildly aroused young face.
"Wh-What's he going to do, darling?" the obscenely position blonde wife apprehensively questioned.
"Really turn you on, Jo honey!" the vivacious young girl hotly replied, her young acid keened mind aflame with the obscenity of her plan. "Besides, expediency, darling, remember...?"
Suddenly, Ace's muscular young body ceased moving beneath her, his strong hands catching at her waist, holding her raised to the end of his length of hardness, its tip alone barely penetrating her hot, wet passage. She sucked in her breath as she felt the presence of a second ... Pete's fleshy young cock nuzzling into the stretching heat of her fluid vaginal mouth! She gaped again at Holly's almost fiendish little smile, frantically reasoning that the second spear of hardness had to be seated against the first, with both swollen heads pointed menacingly toward the sensitive passage of her cunt, making her shudderingly understand what they intended! Good God! They were going to double-fuck her there ... and it was Holly's idea!
"Oh, please no...! Damn, Holly, are you trying to kill me? I-I can't take them both together ...!"
"That's better, pussycat! I love it when you beg!" Ace spat. "Okay, Pete, when I say fuck, we do!"
"Right on, Ace baby!"
"Oh ... oh please, have some mercy...?"
"Fuck!" the naked, second-string quarterback exclaimed, and they did in perfect unison, Pete Jarvis gouging into the soft white flesh of her hips, destroying all thought for a mind-shattering minute as the pair of teenage, hardened cocks lunged up into her expanded vagina like fiercely impaling lances! Together, they barbarically stretched her cuntal passage with breathtaking shocks of agony, eliminating any sense of ego or confidence she had momentarily known.
"Aaaauuugghhh! Uuuuunnggghhh ... ooohhh stop ... God almighty, stop ... pleasseee!" the tormented young wife grunted in her immediate torture. But they never even slowed down, let alone stopped ... only raced into her with an obscenely inhuman rhythm, stretching her ravaged vagina beyond belief! "Ooohhh ... you ... you bastards! Y-You're killing me...! Holly ... Holly ... s-stop them, my Goddd!"
"That's it, Jo darling, stay right with them!" the naked excitedly watching teenage girl taunted as Ace mauled and twisted her sister-in-law's swollen, hanging breasts, sadistic ripples of sensual fire racing through the burning core of her own young body. "You see ... it's feeling better every second, isn't it? Just think, two hard cocks fucking into your cunt at the same time, honey ... and you're beginning to love it, aren't you...?"
Even through the paroxysm of pain, weird masochistic sensations came churningly to life within Joanne's voluptuous, obscenely fucked nakedness. "Oooohhh ... ooohhh Godddd! Y-Yesss ... yessss! Do it! Go on ... harderrrr, damn you! Fuck me harder with them...!"
"Mmmmmmm ... you see, she's loving it!" Holly enviously crooned, watching her lust-blinded sister-in-law beginning to wildly undulate her lewdly spread buttocks and pin, wet cuntal flesh on the pair of thrusting rods of hardness plunging into her golden-haired loins! "Now, Jimmy, get behind me and fuck me good! Oooouuu ... hurry, baby! I need your cock in my burning pussy while I watch this ...!"
Joanne, in her luridly positioned nakedness, could hardly comprehend the maddening sensations her stretched vagina was searingly telegraphing to her acid-sharpened, inflamed brain! Depraved lustful enchantment swept through her at the realization that she was taking both of their long, thick, teenage cocks in her cunt at one time, the obscene thought satanically firing her nakedly perspiring young body. With sluttish wantonness, she pumped her hips and buttocks down onto their charging uplifted young cocks, heatedly scoring the sensitive, hot flesh of her slowly acclimating cuntal channel...!
As Jimmy began to beautifully burrow into her simmering, teenage cunt from behind, Holly vaguely caught the sound of Pete Jarvis' whimpering voice and saw him dig his strong young fingers into the soft flesh of Joanne's working hips, his hardened cock still thrusting in flesh-soldered accord with Ace's into the blonde girl's visibly stretched pussy-hole!
"N-Now, Ace...! Shit ... I'm going to cuummm...!"
"Burn it into her, Pete man! Blow it right up in her hot little belly!" Ace luridly exclaimed. "Come on, one of you guys! Get ready to take over for Jarvis...!"
Joanne moaned with whorish unrestraint at the lustful thought of his virile young cock squirting excitedly into her while the other continued to fuck uninterrupted! She envisioned the pair of swollen arrows of youthful hardness in her mind's eye as one double-barreled weapon, and she humped her obscenely spread buttocks and soothing genitals up and down on them! Suddenly, she felt the throbbing burst of the upper one in its jerking, convulsive spasm, its teenage owner grasping brutally at the pliant, satiny flesh of her hips as he began to chant: "Fuck ... it's cummmmiiinnnggg...!"
The blonde, naked squirming wife felt it squirting from the swollen tip of his desperately ramming young cock in hot, thick jets of virile boy-jism, immediately coating the stretched walls of her inflamed vagina with a slippery film that immeasurably increased the sensitivity of her passage. Then, it fell sadly limp, almost pulpy, before it fell out of her and a new entry of equal size pleasurably joined young Ace Hackett's unfaltering rock-hardness...!
On and on it went, one after the other kneeing up behind her to join the inimitable rod of her second-string quarterback's long length of thickened, hot cock fucking into her, each in turn soon shooting his boiling, youthful load of cum up into the semen-drenched sanctuary of her churning belly. And beside her, she stole a glance at Holly's curvaceous young body eagerly straining back in orgiastic delight against Jimmy French's thrusting young cock, while she voraciously sucked Barry's and two more naked imps waited their turns!
God, had there ever been such an utterly abominable, sensually exotic, orgy anywhere ... anytime...? The maddeningly fired young wife wondered in passionate frenzy, her breaths heaving from her lungs! Ooohhh ... she'd go out of her mind if she . didn't cum soon! To think of all the hard young cocks that had fucked into her, yet she had not cum even once! The drug ... whatever it was ... that had to be the reason, and also the answer to the staying power of the homely faced boy beneath her! Holly, too, wore the slackened expression of a girl hungering for insanely needed fulfillment ... and God, now Barry and Jimmy were back at her! She was sucking Jimmy while Barry fucked her from behind ... and all around her the young teenage cocks were reswelling into blood-filled hardness again...!
Christ, Ace Hacket inwardly swore as a baby-faced teammate he hardly knew triggered his wad after a half-dozen jabs and fell shamefully out of the pussycat. She was a goddamned luscious hellcat, that's what she was! Almost the whole team had fucked her and she was still going right out of her skull! Too much, but not too heavy for old Ace! He'd hung right in there with her, just as he knew he would, because that's the way acid hit him ... and evidently her chemistry played right along the same lines! He heard his Little Mama squealing out her explosion of joy, but hardly paid her any mind. How the hell could he?
His throbbing cock was suddenly like a lone, charging knight in the jousting arena of sweet Jo's omniverous cunt! She was frantically bucking and straining on top of him, her feverish pussy swallowing at the companionless presence of his solitary rod of aching hardness! Her beautiful face was damned near frighteningly contorted in her lust! He couldn't believe it as he twisted and palmed her hanging tits, tormenting them by biting their pebble-hardened nipples, while he smashed his numbing cock up to meet her downward plunge! Good Christ! She was too much for the whole goddamned squad! That she was, the fucking beautiful bitch...! Almost...!
"Come on, Phalanx, you've waited long enough!" he chokingly ordered. "Put that elephant prick to work! Now, for chris' sake! Now!"
Unaware of whatever else was going on, Ace watched the simple headed Phalanx clumisly knee his way up behind her, never hurrying, taking it all in stride, as if he were about to eat a half-dozen chocolate bars, except, the denied young quarterback knew how he liked to bury his huge cock in a warm tight hole...!
In sedate, enjoyable numbness, the massive teenager pleasurefully stared at the stretched and swollen pink outer-flesh of their coach's wife's cuntal channel, along with Ace's hardened cock pistoning up into it. He never minded waiting his turn; Ace always saw that he got it. Old Ace always made sure he had lots of good fucking, and he really liked to fuck! But right at the moment it was groovy to watch his buddy's hard cock all moist and shiny with all the cat's cum sleeked over it and matting the hair on his belly and running down his balls!
"Hold it, pussycat!" Ace gasped, and she did. "We've got one more cock for you...!"
"Uunnggg ... ooohhh, yesss ... do it, Ace darling, please...?" Joanne sensually moaned, absolutely certain that this time she could cum! Obscenely, she thrust her naked buttocks back by dipping her waist and spreading her knees wider, the lustful thought of two penises again raging inside her cunt wantonly firing her! She felt hands on her hips, then the nudging of hardened, teenage cock-flesh playing in the saturated dampness coating the entire area of her passionately seething genitals. She sensed the spongy, hot tip searching provocatively up and down the smooth crevice separating her lewdly spread buttocks. "Oooohhh ... hurry, please, darling! Get it in!" she pleaded in excited want, squirming her lush hips as if to help him! This time, she'd cum! She knew it ... and she had to cum...! Then ... she froze!
What was he doing? Goddd! She stared down with saucering eyes at the grinning, muscular youth beneath her as she felt thumbs pressuring on either side of her tiny, virginal anus! Suddenly, they strained the sensitive flesh there in opposite directions, as if to open the tight little hole! God almighty! N-Not that...!
"No! Stop ... stop, Phalanx!" she blurted out, straining her neck to gape behind her at the powerful, naked teenager. "P-Please ... please don't! I-I can't take you there! Ace! Stop him! God, I can't take him there with you in my pussy!" she lewdly pleaded. "Please, boys...?" she whimpered, even knowing the uselessness of it when she read the expression on Ace Hackett's homely face!
Undeniable fear clouded the older woman's eyes and knotted the entrails in her sperm-filled belly at the thought of the numbed imbicile trying to sodomize her while Ace Hackett fucked her in her cunt! What had gone before was one obscene thing, but this barbaric outrage with his big cock would surely rip her wide open!
"Come on now, Jo baby, my little pussycat isn't going to let this test put her down ... is she?" Ace whispered up into her frightened face, still tormentingly taunting her lushly hanging breasts. "What would your husband, old Billy-boy, think if we ever told him after fucking the whole team you couldn't handle Phalanx? And what about poor Phalanx's feelings? Ain't you got no compassion, baby?"
Joanne stared down at him, hating his face and loving his young, muscular, teenage body, his long, thick length of endurable cock! "Oooohh...!" she whimpered to his merciless young hands tormenting her breasts. She started to speak, but words failed her as Phalanx's bludgeoning cock-head pressured against the tight ring of her chaste anus he was obscenely spreading open! God! God...!
"Holly! Holly! Help me...!" the nakedly subjected young wife cried out as she felt the huge teenager strain forward! Ooohhh...! His thick, rubbery cock-tip was worming its way into her asshole, causing her to chill with natural terror! "Oooohhh ... please don't...! Holly ... somebody ... help me, my God...!"
No one did, and painfully Joanne Carter whimpered and squealed, trying to squirm free of the blunt, agonizing invasion of her hopelessly resisting rectum. But they clung mercilessly to her, Phalanx ever pressing forward as she clenched her tear-brimming eyes tightly shut. Suddenly the tensioned, elasticized mouth of her tightly closed little asshole gave way before the relentless pressure, permitting the smooth turgid head to burst up salaciously into her! She felt his strong, oafish hands move to her upper thighs, his thick fingers gouging her terder white flesh, and she ground her teeth desperately together to help bear the pain!
"How's that little old hunk of sodomizing cock feel, pussycat?" Ace twitted, grinning up at her as he continued to tease at her possum-swollen breasts and thrust his pulsing hardness up into her wetly absorbing vaginal sheath with a grinding, circular action of his vindictive, teenage hips. "Like maybe a white-hot poker was being shoved up your ass? Makes you almost wish you hadn't been such an unfair bitch, right Coachie?"
"Oooohhh ... aaauugghh...! Y-You're ... ooohhh ... damn you ... you're tearing me wide open!" Joanne shrilly cried out, her face contorted with torment. "Oooohhh ... stop ... stop, you dim-witted animal!" she wailed back at the unheeding Phalanx, straining her neck to gape at his lustfully engrossed, stupid face as he clutched at her tensed thighs and rackingly wormed his hardened huge cock up into the clutching heat of her tight spongy passage without respite! Ace hauled her down to him until her full breasts were flattened against his hard, young chest, forcing her obscenely spread buttocks higher into the air to help Phalanx's sodomizing cock push into and fuck her there! Brutally, its blood-throbbing head plowed the velvety clinging flesh before it, until at last with one final lunge that flattened the rounded, yielding moons of her lush buttocks against his pelvis, the overgrown teenager had driven the impaling hard length of it into her desperately stretched back channel!
Joanne gasped for breath, barely able to think, the pain was so overwhelming! She'd never be the same after this ... this inhuman ravaging of her intimate passages! Oooohhh ... and the slightest movement of her naked body only drove it deeper up into her rectum! She tried to hold herself in a death-like stillness as they both began to saw in and out of her vaginal and rectal canals ... in and out ... in and out ... in and out ... until she began to sense the thickness of their burning young rods of hardened cock-flesh rubbing against one another, only separated by the thin membranish wall between her inhumanly stretched vagina and rectum!
"Unnnggghhh ... ooohhh ... ooohhh...!" Joanne moaned in her helpless nakedness, the incredible ravishment once more raising the weirdly pleasureful sensation within her! She began to move back and down in a tempo with her searing, expanded passages in offered acceptance of their plunging, teenage cocks!
To Billy Carter's lewdly positioned young wife in her drug-whetted lust, pain had suddenly become warped, sensual joy, and she began to revel in the depths of her obscene subjugation! While the homely faced teenager beneath her encouraged the oafish boy who was luridly sodomizing her virginal asshole from behind, Jo made no effort to restrain the passionate grunts of masochistic pleasure tumbling from her lips! She felt the swollen intrusion solidly thrusting into her rectal passage, chafing and rubbing to an incredible sensation its raw, spongy flesh! She felt the simple-minded youth's hands gripping her naked hips again with an eager pressure as he drubbingly fucked into her, each skin-splitting plunge raising a throaty gasp from her which chokingly filled the room. She stared unseeing, but ever conscious of Ace Hackett's strong young hands twisting and pulling at the full mounds of her dancing breasts, while his dim-witted accomplice thrust between her upraised, vulnerable buttocks with longer, sleeker strokes! Wildly, he rammed the entire length of huge hardness right up her ass, until she could feel his massive, young bloated balls each time slapping against the stretched, cock-engorged mouth of her seething pussy!
"Well ... what say, pussycat? Are we getting to you ... making you see a bit of light, yet?" Ace pantingly questioned to his unceasing mauling of her swollen, tingling breasts. Then, with an unexpected, spine-shattering lurch, he drove the long length of his hardened, thick rod upward into her simmering vagina to stab at the underside of her quaking belly, forcing a pitiful whimper from her throat! "Answer me, goddamnit! Or maybe you haven't had enough yet, is that it, cookie...?"
But she couldn't answer; words wouldn't form into phrases, nor come audibly from her slackened lips with the forbidden lustful bliss permeating her whole naked body ... being ravaged by an uncountable number of young, stiffened cocks that had fucked into every erogenous opening she possessed!
"All right, boys!" Ace commanded his revitalized teammates. "Let's get a line over here and sashay right up to the pussycat's sweet lips! She wants to suck some cock while Phalanx and I stuff her ass and cunt...!"
They came, one after the other, to stand above the homely-faced youth beneath her, thrusting their rehardened young cocks into her mouth to be sucked, and she avidly accommodated them! Their hot, teenage sperm puddled in her belly, smearing her lips and chin with its sticky whiteness, while she delighted in the obscene possession of them and their handsome young boy-cocks!
Impassionedly, the naked, cum-drenched blonde wife undulated her rounded, obscenely spread buttocks with tireless fervency, squeezing with both cunt and rectal muscles at the teenage poles of burning hardness rhythmically pumping into her inflamed passage mouths. She listened to hear their youthful groans of boyish lust as her cunt, asshole, and mouth hungrily pulled at their young loins. Omniverously, she began to suck harder at the rigid, jerking length of penile flesh in her mouth, its owner no longer of importance. Her cheeks hollowed and bloated as she ardently slaved ... and then Phalanx whimpered in his high-pitched voice.
Simultaneously, the boy whose stiffened young cock filled her mouth began to convulse. Joanne sensed it swelling abruptly as Phalanx's massive load of hot white sperm began to squirt jet-like into the tightly clutching depths of her lewdly tingling, forever stretched rectum. Wildly, she fucked back onto his wildly spewing cock while she ravenously sucked at the jerking hardness in her mouth. It burst then, and the boy cried out, shuddering all over! Nectarous gushes of the creamy, fresh young boy cum jetted into her mouth and throat, her cheeks puffing and contracting as she voraciously and hungrily swallowed gush after gush fastening her lips tightly around the ejaculating young penis, prepared not to lose a single drop!
Completely spent, he pulled his slowly deflating young cock from her lips, as did the overgrown youth behind her from her sperm-flooded anal passage, both of them slumping away and leaving her to concentrate on the boy beneath her who was growing more handsome with every passing second! Suddenly, she bent down and kissed him with her wet, sperm-coated lips, thrusting her tiny, cum-covered tongue obscenely into his mouth, and to her surprise, he began to suck it!
"Oh ... oh God, darling ... believe me, you've made your point!" Billy Carter's wife passionately exclaimed. "I promise you ... all of you ... it'll be different from now on...! But now, my God, I've got to cum, lover ...!"
"Man, sweeter words I've never heard, pussycat!" Ace panted as she raised her curvaceously flared hips and plunged downward with her fire-filled loins and smoothly round buttocks. Hungrily, her inner cuntal-muscles began to contract and pull at his thrusting, rock-hard young cock, while her aching, swollen breasts swayed and bounced sensuously above his face in time to the lewd fucking she was receiving from below.
Joanne sat up straight then, beginning a slow-grinding rocking motion, feeling the full throbbing length of his youthfully thick cock frictionally massaging the liquid walls of her intensively excited vagina. Its bulbous head pleasurefully prodded her cervix. She reached behind her to find his young sperm bloated balls, cupping, then raking her nails over their cum-filled sac. While the others, including Holly, looked on like exhausted athletes, Joanne gently squeezed and milked her last remaining teenage lover's heatedly churning young testicles as she passionately fucked down on him from above!
"G-Goddamn...!" he suddenly choked, gaping up at her beautiful, sensuous face. "H-Here it cums, Jo baby! Oooohhh, pussycat ... fuck that aching cock! Hard ... hard ... I'm cuummiinnggg ...!"
"Yesss ... yesss, darling...!" the voluptuously naked older woman responded with a little wail, her sensuously slaving hips and buttocks fucking feverishly downward to absorb his frantically jerking young cock as deep up inside her wildly exploding belly as she could. "Oooooohhh, lover ... now! Nooowwww! I'm cuuummmiiinnggg too...!"
She cried out and Ace Hackett cursed, their wildly pounding bodies convulsing spasmodically together in a tight, sweat-locked embrace! Then, the warmly flowing liquid of their dual cataclysmic orgasms gushed back and down out of the beautiful blonde young woman's heatedly engulfing cunt lips to hotly flood his cock and balls below.
"Ooooh, God! That was beautiful, my little, darling!" Joanne groaned wetly down into his heavily breathing mouth. "We're all going to do this over and over and over again! We're never going to stop!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The San Carmella Imps lost more games than they won through-out the remainder of the season, but no one seemed to mind. Enthusiasm remained high amongst the boys, and parents showed a greater interest because their sons were getting an opportunity to play.
Billy Carter quite openly let his lovely young wife know that he was pleased with the results and the way she was giving every boy his chance. The winning or losing was not important, he had always insisted, only that each and every lad had his chance to get in there and try.
Over the telephone, he'd said to her: "But I suppose you're getting pretty tired by this time, aren't you, Honey ... and I know how it is. I'll be glad to see our last game next Sunday, myself...."
"No, on the contrary, darling, I'm anything but tired this year. In fact, I hate to see the season draw to a close," Joanne had told him.
"Really? I thought you'd be already for a vacation ... say a trip to Florida," her young husband had said.
"Florida? Why Florida, Billy...?"
"That coach-father of yours, baby. He figures the team needs a winter training quarters after the disastrous season we had. And ... he's probably right. Anyway, it'll only be for a couple of months...."
"But that'll be right during basketball season, Billy, and the boys and I have already decided to form a Junior League and use our gym facilities," she'd quickly told him.
"Basketball...? You were never a fan of that game, Jo ...?"
"It's the boys, Billy," she'd said. "They've simply been begging me, and I can't refuse them. With our Imps alone, we have enough for at least four teams, and we've had any number of applications from new boys who want to play!"
"You sound real gone on this, baby?" her husband had said, his voice inflections registering his surprise. "Remember, I won't be there to help...."
"I know, honey, but I've got Holly, and she's a wonder! I'm certain that between us we can handle the whole thing quite easily. Besides, the older boys, like Ace Hackett and Jimmy French, just pitch right in!"
"Well ... let's talk about it when I come home next week," he'd said. "But, if you've really got your mind made up, I'll go along with it. The Imps have one more game, too, don't they?"
"Yes, next Sunday afternoon. Then, we're having our usual season-end party," she'd reminded him. "Will you be here for that?"
"Hell, no! We play St. Louis there to wind up our schedule," he said. "I thought you knew...."
"I do, darling. I just forgot that it wasn't a home game," she'd lied. "I mean, if you were in L.A. you could at least get here for the party."
"Yeah ... well ... I guess you and Holly can handle that, all right without me...."
"Yes, of course we can, Billy," she'd replied with an eager little laugh, her mind excitedly racing with the promising thought of it. She just hoped the boys didn't play their hearts out and get all tired out from the silly game first...!
