Perhaps the greatest source of paedophilial behavior outside of incest is the relationship between teachers and students. There is no doubt that relationships occur unwittingly that go far beyond the bounds of teaching and learning. Students frequently become enamored of their teachers. Every year in the United States disciplinary action is taken against some teachers for entering into sexual relations with their teenaged students.
Usually, it is the male teacher who falls into the trap of lusting after the nubile young bodies of his girl students. But also it is the veteran female teacher, denied adequate sexual outlets who falls for the energetic magnetism and seeming innocence of her charges.
Once started, such relationships become self perpetuating. Sex demands more sex. The danger of discovery and the thrill of entering into what is a socially reprehensible act adds spice to this kind of love that makes more normal sex acts seem dull by comparison.
In this book, the teacher is that product of American society which has become identifiable in almost all literature-the sexually deprived teacher who has devoted herself to her work because her early training taught her that her sex drives were evil and wicked.
She is the old maid withering on the vine.
But temptation is there. And she succumbs, which is what most people do if they are tempted enough.
Once she starts sliding into "sin," she discovers there is no way back. The bounds are burst, and the resultant pleasure is too intense.
What is wrong is that her sexual development was stunted and then, once it was awakened, there was no direction for her to go except in a socially unacceptable one.
June Wilson in this book is the victim of circumstances-not of her own evil nature because there is nothing evil about her. She is a frustrated woman cheated out of most of her womanhood because of the things society tried to teach her. What she does is not necessarily right. But it is perhaps better than what was done to her.
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CHAPTER ONE
June Wilson's pussy tingled between her lightly crossed legs. Her attention was focused on the bulging crotch of the boy who sat next to her at the counter of a greasy diner somewhere in Indiana. She wondered what the high-minded citizens of Woolcotville, Pennsylvania would say if they saw the pristine Miss June Wilson, public spirited citizen and recent winner of the coveted Woolcotville Teacher of the Year Award, sitting in some dilapidated diner in the backwoods of Indiana staring at a sixteen-year-old-boy's crotch. She shuddered inside.
But there she was, Miss June Wilson, her cunt on fire, her head dizzy with sexual longing, just dying to bury her face between the young man's legs and feel his soft warm genitals against her cheeks. She had had such thoughts before and had learned to accept them without shame. But never had she blatantly stared in public at the object of her affection. June had caught herself dozens of times in the past letting her eyes fall between the legs of some of her more amply endowed ninth grade pupils as they sat at their desks in class. But she had always managed to tear her eyes away from them before anyone noticed.
It almost seemed at times that the boys in her English class were actually trying to make her stare between their legs. They were always getting hard-ons in class and displaying them rather openly. It had never occurred to her until now that she might have been the inspiration for all those aching erections. She was beautiful enough, although it was only in the past few days that she had recognized her own beauty and the potential usefulness of her delectable femininity.
June had denied her femininity for years, forced to do so by her parents. She had made a mistake, or what her parents had made her believe was a mistake. She had lost her virginity at fifteen, which her parents had contended was a mortal sin for which she would be punished all the days of her life. It was not enough that she had lost her precious virginity at such a tender age, but she had lost it to a common delivery boy, a kid from the wrong side of the tracks whom her prudish parents had considered an animal far beneath them on any social or moral scale.
Her parents had been crushed by their discovery and angered to think that their sweet little girl could carry on so lasciviously with such a boy. In terror they had left their little town in Massachusetts, never to return, lest their prudish friends find out about June's obscene escapade. When they had settled again in Woolcotville it had been with the understanding that June would lead a perfectly pure life unsullied by sexual activity. She was placed in a moral chastity belt by her parents. And the shame that they had instilled in her was so powerful that she could not break free from their hold on her.
She went through high school fighting off the many boys who longed to fuck her. And why not? She was the most beautiful girl in town and everyone knew it, everyone but her. All the girls were jealous of her luscious charms and tortured her incessantly for her refusal to engage in any kind of lovemaking. Her own inner torture was by far the worst for her to endure. But endure it she did, for the sake of the parents she thought she had wronged by her one day of incontinence.
In college she had denied herself too. She was sent to an all-female school, a move her parents hoped would keep her from straying from the path of purity. But the path of purity at Hopewell had had some twists and turns in it. It became apparent soon enough that the all-male college down the road was not as far as her parents had assumed and the fences around Hopewell could be easily scaled. Once again June had found herself the object of affection. She ran the risk of being ravished at the drop of a hat or at the drop of her panties. But still she managed to keep her artificial virginity intact.
When she graduated from Hopewell with high honors and a reputation for absolute purity, it was a forgone conclusion that she would become a teacher, a highly respectable profession after all. She settled down into the quagmire of her life in Woolcotville, trying to make the most of her unfortunate position as guardian of public morality, dedicated teacher, unfaltering churchgoer and picture of purity. It was a role that soon disgusted her. But she played it for the sake of her loving parents.
June soon found her pent-up sexual desires too much to resist. Purity of mind was bad enough but purity of body was ridiculous. Her young cunt came alive as easily as any girl's and she desired something to fill it and satisfy her craving for cock. But a real cock was out of the question. She settled for the next best thing, a plastic dildo. She hid the obscene-looking thing in a locked dresser drawer. She had started with carrots and candles and even small cucumbers. But she found her cock-shaped dildo much more satisfying. The shape reminded her of Tommy's penis. (Tommy was the boy who had taken her feminine treasure years before.) She would sneak the plastic cock under her covers at night and work it into her wet cunt until she writhed in ecstasy and had to cover her mouth to muffle her little cries of delight as she climaxed wildly. She learned to depend on her dildo and her memories of Tommy for sexual release.
When her parents died suddenly in a train crash she had to depend on her memories even more. For a long time she was more or less lost in the world. She had been guided in everything by her parents and had not needed to make a single decision in her life. It was some time before the clouds disappeared from her vision. And when she was able to see the world again after months of worry and torment it was not the same world at all.
It was as if the loss of her parents had brought her something she had not had while they had lived. She hated herself for a while for almost feeling happy to be free of them. But she soon realized that it was her parents and not her own acts that had brought her shame and misery. It was as if she could suddenly see the real world clearly, as if that world beckoned her to explore it with complete freedom for the first time.
She began to realize how beautiful she still was, even after years of self-denial. At twenty-eight she had the kind of body many women of eighteen envied. She admired herself in the mirror every night for quite some time, something she had never had the nerve to do before. She began to see herself as a woman for the first time, began to imagine all sorts of possibilities for sexual enjoyment. But there was one aspect of her sensual desires that troubled her-she simply was not sexually aroused by men her own age.
When she stood naked before her full-length mirror every night fucking her juicy cunt with her big plastic dick, it was young Tommy that filled her mind. She even imagined that he was fucking her now, not as a grown man but as a young boy fucking a grown woman. It excited her until her pussy gushed musky moisture all over her hands. She began to think about the boys in her class at school, wondering how their cocks looked and how they would fuck her if they got the chance. But it was out of the question to let herself go in Woolcotville. It was out of the question to seek out the company of young boys to satisfy her cravings.
She soon came to accept her desires as natural for her, even though she knew they were taboo as far as everyone else was concerned. She was tortured now not by her shame and guilt but by the simple impossibility of satisfying her desire for young boys in her present environment with its social taboos and high-minded mores. She wanted out but could not bring herself to take the first step.
And then suddenly one morning it happened.
Perhaps the clear light of the sunrise brought with it the feeling of newness and dawning awareness. Perhaps the lightly scented air of early summer brought with it an irresistible freshness as it wafted in through her open bedroom window. Or perhaps it was simply time to take the first step in winning her true freedom. She awoke fresh and alive and decided that this was the day of decision. She had been toying with the idea of leaving Woolcotville for the entire summer. She had saved up a considerable store of cash and could buy anything she wanted to make her comfortable. She decided she would head out into the open country and search for the one thing she wanted more than anything in her life-a boy of her own. She would buy the most expensive sports car she could find and the most alluring clothes she could get her hands on. She would let herself blossom into the luscious woman she knew she could be. She would be free at last.
So she had done it. And there she was, somewhere in Indiana, sitting at the counter of a dingy hash house on a state highway, trying to find a way to translate her burning desires into reality. Even while she ogled the husky farm boy's young body she thought of the boy who had plucked her cherry years before. She couldn't help comparing this husky young kid to her Tommy, couldn't help wondering if he could do for her the things Tommy had done. She let her mind drift back through the years, remembering her first and only fuck, her pussy moistening at the thoughts that filled her excited mind. It was as real to her as ever, this scene of wild lust that filled her consciousness....
June was already a beautiful young woman at fifteen. Her body was fresh and alive, made to be enjoyed sexually. Her breasts were better developed than those of other girls her own age. They stood out from her body in more than ample hillocks of flesh, topped by tiny light brown nipple-peaks that hardened at the merest thought of sex. June was not a prude at fifteen. Her parents hadn't had any reason to fear for her moral decay at that tender age. She was not at all averse to playing with her pussy then. In fact she loved the feelings she could give herself by manipulating the lips of her young cunt.
She was taking a warm bath that afternoon, luxuriating in the scented bubbles that tickled her skin like tiny kisses. Her parents were away for the day, attending to some sort of business in Alton. She was quite alone in the big house and free to indulge in a bit of self-exploration. At fifteen she knew already that she was a young woman with more than ample charms, although she had not yet attempted to use them to their best advantage. But the sensations she could give herself in her bath were good enough. The luxurious slippery feeling of the wet porcelain of the tub against her naked young butt was enough in itself to excite her young cunny. She had been itching all day to get her hands between her pretty legs and work herself into a frenzy. It was a feeling she never tired of.
She reached under the silken water and slid her hand over the soft hair of her submerged pussy. The fragrant oils in the bath made her hand glide over her flesh effortlessly. She began to stroke her legs under the water, bringing her hands from her knees all the way up the trembling flesh of her firm inner thighs. She rubbed her thighs with great delicacy until she began to feel a warmth inside her that was not merely from the warm bath. She began stroking her pussy again, this time concentrating her efforts on the barely separated lips of her sex and the tingling little protrusion of flesh at the top of her gash. She felt as though she was drowning in sensation.
She rubbed her palms over her clitty until she felt sparks inside her vagina. She squeezed her clit between the palms of both hands. She tweaked it gently. She rubbed it with her thumb. She wished that she could take it in her mouth and suck on it, the pleasure was so great. She felt like a whirlpool, the center of which was her own excited cunt.
While she played with her clit she fondled her tits until the nipples hardened. She splashed water over her fine young tits and watched the water trickle between them in little rivulets. She imagined herself swimming naked in the ocean under a warm summer sun. She felt lewd and lascivious. She arched her ass up off the floor of the tub, as if raising her cunt in offering to some pagan diety. She started slapping her tender cunny with her fingers, gently at first and then with ever-increasing speed and force. She never ceased to be amazed at the variety of ways she could find to excite her hot treasure. But there was something missing.
She knew what the missing ingredient was. As much as she loved to bring her pussy to a fiery climax every time she had the chance, something else was needed to make the experience perfect. At fifteen she already knew as much about boys and the basic facts of life as any of her girl friends. At least she knew as much about it as she had heard. Of course, she hadn't actually had an experience with a boy, although there were several in the neighborhood in whom she had an interest.
She had not yet been instilled with the disgust and fear of sex that would characterize her later life until her great change. She was still able to discuss such topics openly, at least with other girls. She had learned that boys had penises between their legs. This privileged piece of information had been passed to her a couple of years before by Jeanie Arwell, who had several brothers, all with these penises. From another girl, who had watched her brother jacking off once, she had learned that these penises were supposed to get hard and go up the fiery hole between a girl's legs, or so the girl's brother had told his sister.
Her store of sexual knowledge had grown since her first discovery and most of this information had been corroborated by the testimony of other girls. She had been looking at boys' crotches for a long time, trying to see the outlines of these penises in their pants. She had learned from her own observations that these penises came in various lengths and thicknesses. Some were big and thick and made a long crease down the boys' pants legs, while others were so small that they only made a little bulge. She was glad her parents didn't know about her study of boys' cocks. Sex had never been mentioned even once in her family and she had gotten the impression that it was not to be discussed.
She had seen what she knew had to be hard-ons in the boys' pants on innumerable occasions, especially lately. She seemed to inspire the boys to get hard-ons. She wished there was a boy in the tub with her at the moment. She wished he had a hard-on a mile long. She would hug him to her and squeeze her titties up against his hard chest and make them slide and slip over his chest. She would reach out and touch the big hard thing, just to see what it felt like. She would ask him, beg him if necessary, to put it in her pussy. She wondered if he would do it for her if she begged him hard enough.
It wasn't any boy in particular that she fantasized about on these occasions when she opened her cunt and played with herself. She hadn't approached any boys yet for the purpose of flirtations and she had shied away from them when they had showed off in an effort to interest her. She simply hadn't been ready. But she was ready now. She would never be more ready in her life. She wished a boy would walk into the bathroom right now. She wished and wished as hard as she could. Her cunt was running with the fluids of her girlish passion. Her body quaked and trembled with unfulfilled lust. And then .the doorbell rang.
June was terrified, although she didn't really know why. She had only to gather her wits about her and wrap herself up in a towel to answer the door. But she was so excited! She couldn't help feeling that her state of passion would make itself obvious to whoever the unexpected visitor was. She thought the fire in her cunt might be reflected in her eyes. She waited and waited, hoping against hope that the doorbell would stop ringing. It did not.
She had half-expected to see one of her girl friends at the door. It was quite a shock to find a boy standing there as big as life. She was petrified. Only moments before she had been wishing for a boy of her own, or at least for a cock of her own to work against her clit. It was a terrible embarrassment. She knew that he detected something out of the ordinary in her manner. He grinned at her as if he could see through her bathrobe.
The boy was about sixteen, she guessed. He was carrying a bag of groceries, her mother's usual Wednesday order. But June's eyes were not on the bag of groceries for very long. She was attracted to this boy for some reason. She shuddered to think what her parents would say if they found that she felt strangely attracted to a common delivery boy like this. But there was something about his grin and the glitter in his eyes that melted her inside.
Had June's mother been present she would surely have sent the boy around to the back entrance. He was obviously new at his job. In June's neighborhood delivery boys and the like simply did not ring front doorbells. June's mother would have sent him to the back door quickly and gotten him out of the house and away from her precious daughter even more quickly. She would have noticed something upsetting about this particular delivery boy, something that would have made her fear for her daughter's security. There was something lustful and obscene about his manner. He had a dirty look in his eye, a look of contempt for the Wilsons and all such high-living prudes. June's mother would have detected in him a desire to express his disgust for their morals and their enforced sterility.
But June herself saw none of these things, only a handsome boy with a shit-eating grin and a longing look. She thought it meant he was longing to see what she looked like without her bathrobe. And she was right, more or less. Tommy Marks saw this pretty girl as a sex object, pure and simple. He had no respect for her social position or for her obviously cultivated manner. The girls he knew and had been fucking ever since he was fourteen had no such manners, no such pretentions of moral reserve in sexual matters. He wished he could fuck the little bitch until she screamed. But he thought it was only an idle fantasy. Yet she did have a funny look in her eye, as if she were already hot for it.
"Thompson's grocery," the boy said, cockily and with an air of contempt.
"Would you bring them into the kitchen for me?" June smiled, not understanding his tone of voice and a bit hurt by it.
She led the boy into the kitchen. He couldn't take his eyes off the gentle swell of the girl's pretty little ass as she bounced and swayed in front of him. Her thin robe clung to the soft curves of her butt. The garment wasn't very long. It stopped just above the knee. He was surprised to find that she didn't cover herself from head to toe the way most of the little society bitches did when he came to deliver.
He stared at the flowing curves of her legs. Her skin looked incredibly soft and pink. He wanted to reach out and touch her. He felt something stirring in his pants.
"This where ya want it?" he asked, dropping the groceries unceremoniously on a low table.
"This will be all right," she smiled. "The bill," he said, handing her a small piece of paper.
June's fingers were trembling. She had the strangest feeling that this boy was undressing her with his eyes, that he was looking down on her, that he was more powerful than she was, that he wanted something she had. And still her pussy tingled and quivered with unfulfilled passion. Her fingers shook so much that she dropped the paper. She had been staring into the boy's eyes, held captive by them. When she realized she had let the paper flutter from her hand, she tore her eyes away from his and nervously bent over to pick it up.
The bill had landed near the boy's foot. Just as she bent over to pick it up he moved toward her, stepping on the corner of it. He moved toward her again until her head bumped against his bulging crotch. She straightened up and stared at him with a look of horror. She had felt something terribly hard and big when her head hit him there. It almost seemed that he had made her bump him.
"I ... I'm sorry ... I...." she stammered, unable to look him in the face.
When her eyes met his again she knew that he had engineered the incident. She knew now that he wanted her. And she was afraid. She was distraught, totally unable to control herself. She knew that she should either scream or turn the boy away. But she could do nothing. He backed away from her and put his hand down between his legs, obscenely rubbing the lengthening crease that ran from the bulge of his crotch down the leg of his pants. June couldn't help watching him.
Her cunt was wet now, tingling deep inside, longing to be filled with something. She felt a hollow sensation at the pit of her stomach, as if she were terribly afraid and at the same time excited. It was like the feeling she got on a roller coaster. She seemed to have no control over her limbs. Her arms hung limp at her sides. She knew that she would let the horny boy do with her whatever he wanted.
He came toward her again, with a maniacal look. He reached out and put his hands on her shoulders, holding her fast before him. He touched her pale-pink cheeks, ran his fingers over the little curves of her lips, let his knuckles trail down her throat. Then he reached for the sash that held her robe closed. He pulled on it and the garment fell open, revealing a body the like of which he had never seen before. Sure, he had fucked girls, little bitches who came his way down in the poorer part of town. But none of them were as beautiful as this one. She seemed to have been on a pedestal all her life, cared for and catered to. This would be like putting the meat to a princess. He almost shot his rocks off in his pants just looking at her.
June trembled in every fiber of her young body. She had never been in such a helpless position before. There she was, standing in her mother's kitchen, being ogled by a boy she didn't even know, a boy who obviously wanted to fuck her with his big hard dick. It made her dizzy.
Tommy reached out to touch her young tits. He found them to be quite a handful. He weighed the conical mounds as if comparing them to the others he had fondled. June felt wild, willing to let him take her, almost begging him to take her. She thrust her breasts out to him, offering them. She felt lewd and sexy. Her tits were quivering in his hands, the nipples stiffening as he ran his rough thumbs over them. Her cunt was positively dripping with desire. She knew he could see her hot young cunny and that it was within his reach. She wished he would touch it, wished he would put his strong fingers on her cunt-lips and tickle her turgid little clitoris with his fingers the way she did, only so much better.
"I'm Tommy Marks, how 'bout that?" he said, stepping back away from her. "You want me to fuck you, baby?"
June couldn't even reply. She just stood there, her tits and cunt wantonly exposed to him, her legs shivering with excitement, her eyes shining with wickedness. She watched wide-eyed as Tommy leaned back against the table and started to unbutton his overalls. When he had unbuttoned them all the way he reached inside and dragged out his hardened manhood. June gasped when she saw the size of it. She was amazed that a cock could get so big. None of the mysterious penises she had seen in boys' pants had been that big! And it was so hard and stiff!
"Like it?" he grinned. "Say, baby, you ever been fucked before?"
"No ... Never ... Never...." she stuttered.
"You shittin' me?" he said, his dick getting stiffer and stiffer.
June shook her head weakly. He used such dirty words!
"A fuckin' cherry!" he said, obviously delighted. "Get over here and have a taste of cock," he ordered, wrapping his hand around his jerking rod and beating it up and down.
June obeyed in her relative innocence. She walked over to him and stopped before him. She had no idea what to do next. He told her to get on her knees in front of him. He liked the idea of having this rich little bitch on her knees. She obeyed and gazed up at him for further instructions. He told her to suck on his dick. She hesitated at first. He held her cheeks and forced her head between his legs until her face pressed against the arching staff.
She tasted the salty drippings from his drum-tight cock-head and was strangely excited by the taste. His masculine scent filled her virgin nostrils, exciting her. She knew that her own pussy had a heady fragrance but somehow she hadn't expected anything of the sort from a cock. While she sniffed his dick and crotch hair, the boy reached down inside his pants and dragged out his huge hairy nuts, letting them hang out over the V of his fly.
"Suck my fuckin' nuts!" he commanded.
June obeyed again, licking the globes all over. She seemed to know what to do now, as if she had known all her life. It was as if the instinct for arousing a boy was within her just waiting to be called forth. She lapped and nibbled at Tommy's balls, being careful not to hurt him with her eager little nips. She looked up at him from time to time, to see if he liked what she was doing to him. His eyes were closed in a look of bliss.
"You're pretty good, baby! Yeah! You're damn fuckin' good. You sure you're a fuckin' cherry?" he rasped.
She didn't know what a "cherry" was so she just nodded her pretty head and kept licking his balls and looking at his hard erection. Then she started kissing his staff up and down. She felt him go tense when she fastened her pretty young lips over the head of his penis. She felt the slippery fluid from his dick-head increase in volume when she sucked the bulging knob. She decided that this slippery salty stuff was roughly equivalent to the sticky juices that oozed from her excited pussy. She secretly wished he would suck her cunt the way she was sucking his hard organ.
Her wishes were granted immediately. Tommy stood up and pulled his unyielding cock out of her mouth. He shrugged out of his white overalls and let them fall down behind him. She reached out and ran her silken hands over the boy's hard-muscled chest. His body was so different from hers, so strong and powerful, so hard and rough! Just touching him thrilled her as nothing else ever had. He pointed to the table where he had been sitting.
"Sit on that table so I can suck your fuckin' pussy," he said.
She let her robe fall from her shoulders and sat on the table, opening her legs and letting them dangle loosely. The boy got on his knees before her and buried his face between her smooth, lithe legs. She almost fainted when she felt his face against her sopping wet cunt, almost fainted again when she felt his hot tongue running up and down the rosy crack between her legs. He stuck his tongue up her hole as far as he could, licking the inside of her wet vagina. He sucked up her cunt-juices and nibbled gently on her clit. She was wild in mind and body now.
Sensing that she was ready, he pushed her back until she was lying on the table with her thighs parted and her cunt exposed, her legs dangling. He stepped out of his overalls and positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed his turgid dick against her gash until it was good and wet with her juices and his own pre-cum. Then he pushed up against her cunt until his thick young poker entered between her cunt-lips. In one or two fast and rather cruel strokes he jammed his cock up into her virgin vagina. He heard her scream in pain when her little hymen broke inside her. Her body tensed and her arms and legs flailed with the passion and pain of her deflowering. The pain was slowly being replaced by a feeling of intense warmth and rising tension in her cunt.
Tommy could not resist shooting his wad. His balls were just too loaded to hold off another minute. He pulled out of her and stood with his dick near her face. There was blood on his rod from her bleeding cherry. She opened her lips and took the bobbing pecker into her mouth. She knew she would do anything for him now, anything at all. She hadn't been sucking his rod for more than a second when it blew inside her, shooting blasts of hot cream into her face. She almost drowned in it. She wanted him to put the softening thing between her legs to make her come too. But just as he was about to do so, the world came to a sudden end.
A scream tore through the house, a woman's scream of terror and rage. It was June's mother, standing in the kitchen doorway, a look of horror on her face. She fainted in June's father's arms. It was all over for June now, and she hadn't even come yet!
CHAPTER TWO
June had tried to forget the rest of her terrible experience with Tommy. She had never been able to discover exactly how Tommy had managed to escape her father's insane anger. She supposed that he had managed somehow to gather his discarded overalls and flee through the back door. Although years separated her from the incident, it was still like a terrible nightmare to her. She had never seen or heard from the boy since, except when she closed her eyes and worked away between her legs with her dildo.
From the day she lost her virginity her life had become a shame and a trial for her. Her parents had never let her forget the scene. They had always remembered vividly discovering their supposedly pure and virginal daughter sprawled out on the kitchen floor sucking the erect and dripping penis of that riff-raff delivery boy. And they had never let her forget it.
But now she was free. She had to keep repeating it to herself. Now she was free at last to seek to satisfy her long pent-up lust. She knew deep down inside that her lust was likely to lead her in rather unconventional directions. Try as she might she could not force herself to have any interest in men her own age. She desired boys, with hairless virile bodies and hard smooth cocks.
Perhaps her lust for young sex partners was a result of her experience with Tommy, something she had kept inside herself for years, her one and only experience with flesh-and-blood sex. Or perhaps it was the virile vibrancy of young men that awakened the feminine vitality she had been forced to deny all her life. Whatever the cause of her inner changes, she knew they would be permanent and she welcomed them. She had no intention of denying her desires any longer. She had longed for years to have a hot young dick up her cunt, in her mouth, between her tits, up her ass, or anywhere else the boy could find to put it. And she was going to find just such a boy even if it took her the rest of the summer to do it.
Her reverie had left her more determined than ever to find a virile young lover. She began to feel less and less embarrassed about her interest in the swollen crotch of the young man seated next to her. After all, she thought, a boy would have no way of knowing she was interested unless she poured on her charm. Young boys just weren't supposed to go after older women. It was a dangerous and taboo thing to do and she couldn't blame a boy for being reticent. She would have to make the first move herself.
She looked down and sized the boy up. She tried to imagine what kind of sexual equipment he had bunched together between his strong young legs. Her excited mind swam with visions of imaginary cocks of all shapes and sizes. She rather imagined that he had a huge organ and big balls to match. Just the thought of having that boy's cock and sperm-filled balls to explore was enough to moisten her eager pussy. She could feel her cunt tingling deep inside. She could feel it moistening, melting, coming alive with lustful sensations.
But how could she approach this boy? Should she even try? Would he approach her eventually if she let him know that she was interested? These questions troubled her. After all, she had never tried anything like this before, except in her overactive imagination. She was beginning to have doubts. It even occurred to her momentarily that she might be too old to attract a boy that young. That ghastly thought passed as quickly as it had come. She recognized it as a shade of the old June Wilson, the June Wilson of denied desires, trying to haunt her and ruin all the fun in her new life. So she conquered the thought. She knew how beautiful she was. She knew how easy it would be to sweep any male off his feet if she really poured on her charm. And she knew she had the necessary charm within her, just waiting to be summoned up.
But how was she supposed to get the boy's attention in the first place? It was a matter of tactics now rather than a question of propriety. She simply had to find a way to step past the boundary that society had placed between herself and her quarry. She decided to throw caution to the winds and play it all by ear. She was too hot between the legs now to worry about form. She wanted the kid and she was going to get him.
She started her onslaught by swiveling her stool at the counter until she was almost directly facing him. She pulled up her dress several inches over her knee, very slowly, of course. She didn't want to be too brazen at the outset. When her knee was enticingly exposed she started bouncing her leg lightly, almost absent-mindedly. She knew that the boy had to see the motion out of the corner of his eye. She also knew that he could probably see all the way to her crotch if he had the nerve to take the chance of looking. She still couldn't tell, however, whether or not he was getting her message. She twisted closer to him until her bared knee brushed against his upper leg.
She felt his leg jump when she touched him.
So he was really getting her message after all! He moved a bit farther away from her, nervously. She thought that perhaps he was shy or something. That even excited her more. Or perhaps he really wasn't sure yet that she was trying actively to arouse him.
The diner was empty except for herself, the boy, and the old crow behind the counter. She thought she should try the direct approach, whatever that was. She took a cigarette from a gold box she had bought at considerable expense. She thought it would make her look chic. She had never smoked a cigarette in her life, but that wasn't going to stop her. She let the cigarette dangle from her lips, the way she had seen all the glamorous movie stars do it. She searched through her purse for nonexistent matches. She made quite a show of it too. She waited for the boy to offer her a light, but to no avail.
She was beginning to feel a bit ridiculous. After all, she thought, this is an Indiana farm boy, not David Niven! The direct approach would have to be even more direct. Waking up to that fact, she cleared her throat and said in the sexiest voice she could muster at the moment, "Got a light, big boy?"
She immediately felt like a fool. Why did she have to be so corny? She thought she sounded like an old whore. She almost made herself laugh.
"No, ma'm. I ain't got no matches," was the boy's throaty reply.
He looked down rather deliberately at his beans and continued eating clumsily.
"Oh," she said weakly.
She just sat there with her naked knee an inch or two from the boy's leg, an unlit cigarette dangling from her lips. Things weren't going as well as she had hoped. The boy was noticing her now, but merely noticing her was not enough. She suddenly realized that catching a boy was going to take some practice. She couldn't help wondering, however, why this particular boy was so shy.
"Here, lady. Matches! My grandson don't smoke. There's a lot of things he don't do," the old crow behind the counter wheezed. She threw the book of matches at June.
June caught them somehow and suddenly remembered to her considerable embarrassment that she didn't know how to smoke a cigarette. She fumbled with the matches and managed to light the thing with shaking fingers. She sucked in the smoke and broke into a racking cough. She mashed the cigarette into an ash tray and threw the matches on the counter.
"What'sa matter, lady?" the queen of the beanery asked with a wicked look in her eye. "Thought ya wanted a match! Sure that's all you're after?" The old woman glared at June as if she were dirt.
June had never been stared at that way before, except by her parents. She remembered the maddening stare and it filled her with boiling anger. So the old witch thought she was a hooker! June stood up in a flash and threw some change on the counter. She started to storm out of the place in disgust. Then she had a surge of boldness in the face of her embarrassment. She turned back and sauntered over to the boy, her beautifully curved ass wiggling sexily. She stood behind him and put her hand gently on his wide shoulder. She kissed him behind the ear and playfully ran her hand through his short black hair. She looked down at his lap and noticed that a long hard-looking bulge ran down his leg inside his tight pants. When she saw that her onslaught had had the hoped for effect, she smiled wickedly at the old hash-slinger and strolled slowly and seductively out of the place. She had amazed even herself!
Her boldness continued to amaze her as she drove through the countryside. She didn't honestly know how she had managed to summon up enough courage to kiss the boy in front of his protective grandmother, but now she had done it she felt good inside. It was the first thing she had ever done on the spur of the moment without worrying about possible consequences. It was the first time she had acted in defense of herself. And it was the first real move she had made in the direction of sexual satisfaction. She somehow felt that things would go easier for her now. She would simply enjoy her vacation, driving across the country with no specific goal in mind, letting her experiences come to her naturally without forcing the issue. It seemed the easiest and safest thing to do. The whole summer stretched before her, a summer that she knew could be filled with sex.
So she hadn't seduced the boy at the diner. So what! There were millions of boys in the world. One of them was bound to come her way eventually. Still, she couldn't ignore the sensations within her cunt. Her pussy was crying for something hard and long to rub up against her flesh. She almost regretted destroying her electric dildo. She reached up under her short dress and found the moistness of her blazing twat. She began diddling herself while she drove.
The state highway on which she was driving wound through rather isolated territory. She passed through an occasional town but they were few and far between. It was on the outskirts of such a town that she saw her first hitch-hiker. She had never before had the nerve to pick up a hitch-hiker. She had heard stories, from her parents of course, about hitch-hikers and all the filthy things they always did to the women who were foolish enough to pick them up. Her parents' descriptions of these vile things were always couched in metaphorical language but they were obvious enough. She had only half believed those stories but still had never risked checking them out. Things were different now in her present semi-liberated state of mind. She almost hoped that this hitch-hiker would do something "dirty" to her.
She had seen the figure standing by the hot dusty road from quite a distance. She waited until she was quite close to him and suddenly slammed on her brakes, screeching to a stop. She thought her sudden dust-raising stop was racy enough to impress a teenager. The boy jumped into the grass along the right-of-way and pretended to look terrified. She knew he was just clowning. She took the opportunity to size the boy up as a sex prospect.
June had taught school long enough to tell ages pretty well. This boy was sixteen, in her expert opinion, although he had a more mature look about him. He could have passed for eighteen, she thought. His hair was shoulder length. He looked quite rugged for a boy his age, as though he had been on the road and had learned the ways of the world. He was tall for his age, even a bit lanky, but not particularly awkward. He had the kind of face that could light up with a grin, a good-looking face. She knew that he would be a handsome man some day. She couldn't help letting her gaze fall from his grinning face to his bulging crotch. The bulge in his Levi's promised a more than ample cock with balls to match. She felt her pussy tingle with anticipation. She also felt a bit dizzy, as if she were drunk with excitement.
The young man stood by the car and waited for her to unlock the door for him. The sports car was so low that his midsection was framed by the window frame. She had an unobstructed view of his bulging crotch, but she knew that he couldn't see her staring at him. She feasted her eyes for a long time until he bent down and peered into the car with a puzzled look on his face. When he saw the unconcealable lewd look in June's eyes he was no longer puzzled.
The boy had been picked up by enough cock-hungry cunts to know one when he saw one. He also knew immediately that this particular chick was new to this sort of thing. She had a hungry look in her eyes but it was the shade of expectation that betrayed her inexperience. She seemed to be staring at his obvious sexual equipment with the look of a little girl catching her first sight of a new doll. He was going to enjoy this!
He flashed an "innocent" grin at her. She got control of herself and unlocked the door for him. He sank into the plush bucket seat and sighed with relief. He smiled at her and she returned the smile with an air of over-emphasized casualness. The boy saw now that this bitch was far better looking than the usual broads who picked him up and hustled his prick. He couldn't even tell how old this woman was. He figured she was at least twice his age, but there was something incredibly fresh and beautiful about her. He usually got hot-crotch stares from old bats who looked like dime store mannequins. The eyes with the hungry looks were usually surrounded by crows-feet and too much make-up. But not these eyes!
Her skin was pinkish and firm like the skin of a young girl. The eyes that had stared at his crotch minutes before were clear and alive. It was as if this woman had been kept sheltered most of her life, as if the years hadn't touched her at all. And it was not only her face that had the exciting freshness of youth, her long lithe legs were also beautifully firm and glowing. She had the legs of a young girl but more mature, more fully developed, more elegantly sculptured, softer in their maturity. He could actually feel a certain mellowness radiating from her luscious body.
It usually turned him off to see older women wearing dresses that stopped well above the knee. But this was an exception. It would have been a crime to cover these legs. His admiring gaze led him up from her luscious legs to her soft and tempting bosom. This babe's tits were something else! They swelled beneath the thin material of her tight dress like two ripe melons. The dress she wore was so low-cut that he could see down into her cleavage without even trying. Her full firm boobs jiggled a little with the slightest movement. When she shifted the car, her tits vibrated where they were exposed, making her flesh look wildly alive. The sexy perfume she wore seemed to fit her perfectly. A warm musky scent wafted past the boy's nostrils as he sat there next to her, ogling her wild body.
June looked at the boy after a while with a strangely bewitching smile. The boy could tell by the slightly nervous twitch of her lips and by the way her body rested that she wanted him. And he sure as hell wanted her. But there was something unusual about the situation. A hot cunt like this could have had all the cock she wanted. She wasn't some bored old broad with a dried-out twat between her wrinkled legs. This woman was a nice juicy piece. So why did she want him? Why did she have to resort to picking up kids on the highway? And why hadn't she approached him yet if she was so hungry for a cock? Shit, he had been in the car ten minutes already and she hadn't said a word to him. She hadn't even asked him where he was heading! Could it be that he was her first pick-up? The idea sent his mind soaring, and his cock stiffened.
"Hi!" he said at length. "My name's Joey. What's yours?"
"Name? My name?" she stammered. "Jane. Jane. Jane Smith."
June knew that the lie was much too obvious. But what could she do? Of all the stupid names, she had to choose Jane Smith! She was beside herself again. She didn't mind letting the boy ogle her body but actually talking to him was quite another matter. There was something personal about talking. His voice suddenly made her painfully aware of how real the situation was.
"Jane Smith," he muttered.
He was silent for a long time, looking down between his legs at his crotch, apparently thinking. His silence was making her feel silly and ashamed. After all, there was no reason to hide her true identity from him. How could she hide anything from a boy she desperately wanted to have sex with eventually? It was the old June Wilson, the cautious June Wilson whose every action was an effort to protect herself from the things she really wanted in life.
"I'm sorry," she forced herself to say at length. "I think I'm a bit nervous."
She couldn't bring herself to be phony with this boy. Her attempt at fakery at the diner had ended in a minor disaster. She didn't want a replay of that miserable experience. She felt like being herself for a change.
"My name is really June," she said. "June Wilson."
"That's more like it," the boy said, looking up at her with a good-natured smile. "It feels a lot better to be honest, doesn't it?"
"I believe it does, Joey," she said.
"You're not from around here, are you? You sound like you might be from the East Coast." he said cautiously. He didn't want to say anything or ask any questions that might upset her.
"That's right, Joey. I'm from Pennsylvania-Woolcotville, to be exact. I'm on vacation." She was feeling more relaxed with each word.
"On vacation from what?" he asked.
Joey couldn't help letting his eyes fall on the exposed tops of her fragrant tits while he talked to her. The longer they talked the bolder he was with his wide-eyed ogling.
"Oh, I'm a teacher. Ninth-grade English," she said, feeling easy.
"A teacher, huh? How 'bout that? Y'know, if my English teacher looked more like you, I'd sure as hell do better in that class!" Joey laughed, his young eyes sparkling. "Where you headed, anyway?"
"Nowhere in particular. I just wanted to get away from being a teacher in a dull little town. There isn't much to do in Woolcotville, especially for an old maid schoolteacher like me." She laughed.
"Old maid, hell!" Joey exclaimed. "Shit! You're built like no girl I've ever laid eyes on!"
"Girl?" she said, genuinely surprised even though she had expected him to challenge her on the old maid remark. "I'm not exactly a girl any more. But I do thank you for the compliment."
"Why'd you pick me up, anyway?" he asked after a short silence.
"Why? You wanted a ride, didn't you?" She was taken aback for a moment by his sudden question.
"Sure I did, June. Can I call you June?" he asked. She nodded.
"I just thought you might have had another reason, too. Besides just givin' me a lift. You know how it is. A guy sort of expects more than just a ride sometimes," he said, looking down between his legs, an artificially shy smile on his face.
"Well, I must admit that the thought did enter my mind," she laughed nervously. She knew now that her objective was within her grasp and it was a bit frightening.
"You went on this vacation to find yourself some fun, right?" he said, looking into her eyes. "I guess things are pretty stuffy over there in Woolcotville. I know how it is. I'm from a small town too. At least, I lived in a small town until we moved out to the country. Not much goes on in those small burgs. Not much fuckin', either. Know what I mean?"
"Well, yes," she said, a flush coming over her face.
"You went on this vacation to find yourself some healthy young cock, right?" he asked, his eyes still peering into hers, searching.
"Yes, Joey. That's exactly what I need. I've gone without sex for a long time. I had parents who ... well ... I've been sheltered too long. You don't think I'm terrible, do you? I mean, do you think it's terrible that I want a boy? A woman my age wanting a younger man, I mean? Do you think it's bad?"
"A young boy like me?" he grinned. "Hell, no! There's nothin' wrong with somethin' like that. You must think you're really old or some-thin'," he said. "Shit! You're sexy as hell! Guys over thirty want younger girls, don't they? I mean, that's the way it is, June. So what's wrong with a woman like you wanting a guy like me? You can have anything I've got!"
With that he slouched down in the bucket seat and caught her hand, which had been resting on her knee. Joey dropped June's hand into his lap, letting it rest on his hot bulging crotch. She needed no second invitation to feel him up. She began kneading the soft organs concealed beneath his tight pants until she could feel his cock growing to magnificent proportions. She played with his covered cock and balls until his rod extended several hard inches down his leg inside his pants. She had wanted to do something like this for years. Now that she had her hands on a boy's genitals she was ' burning up inside with lust.
Joey remained in his relaxed, slouched position while she played with him. He suggested that she let his prick out and jack him off for a while. Her driving was becoming rather erratic. Trying to keep her eyes on the road, she found his zipper and tugged it down with some difficulty. Joey wasn't wearing any underwear, which was just as well considering the trouble June was having with his clothes. She almost went off the road when she reached inside his pants and felt his steaming hot organ for the first time. It was only the second time in her life that she had held a cock in her dainty little hand.
She bent his unyielding cock while getting it out of his pants, making him jump suddenly in pain. The pain vanished when she started pumping on his turgid organ. Already the head of his rod was seeping pre-cum, slowly saturating his balls and June's busy hand with the slippery fluid. June's hot hand made slurping sounds as it slipped up and down his shaft.
"Let's get off the road and really have some fun!" Joey suggested.
In his position in the bucket seat it was difficult for him to get his hands on the "old maid schoolteacher." He wanted to find out for sure if this piece was really as juicy as she looked and acted. He had to feel her gorgeous body. He had to get his hands on her wet pussy, but quick!
They careened off onto a side road and drove through the countryside until they saw a farmer's lane leading into a dense woods. The place looked completely deserted. They pulled off onto the lane and screeched to a dusty stop.
June never once took her hand away from Joey's tense and dripping cock. He let her continue jerking him off for a while, arching his back to make his huge cock look even bigger.
"Let me suck your dick!" she hissed.
She looked up at the boy when she said those filthy words. She felt lewd and deliciously lascivious. Her eyes were filled with the hottest lust imaginable. She bent over the boy's lap and plunged her head down onto the hard post, sampling once again after so many years the taste of male flesh. She almost fainted with excitement. She savored his salty masculine taste for a long time. She then began bobbing her head up and down on his shaft until he had to grab her head and slow her down to keep from shooting too soon.
She slowed somewhat but continued bobbing up and down on his rod, letting him arch his back and thrust it deep into her throat. She almost choked each time the bulbous head of his swollen dick banged against the back of her throat, but she loved every minute of it. He thought she might devour him, balls and all. He also thought she was the hottest-assed bitch he had ever played around with, with the possible exception of his sisters.
Joey reached inside his pants and dragged out his balls, letting them hang out over the crotch of his pants. He asked June to suck them, too. She complied eagerly, licking the wrinkled sac that held his young testicles, taking one of his balls into her mouth at a time, alternating between the two while pumping his rigid dick at the same time.
Joey decided that since she was doing such a good job and enjoying herself so much he might as well give up a load of his cream. She was sure to like that! Hell, he had enough for as many orgasms as she could coax out of him. With that thought in mind he told her to start sucking his rod again. She had hardly resumed her work when his balls exploded a load of white-hot sperm into her mouth.
June thought the boy would never stop erupting. She tried in vain to swallow all his sperm. The hot spunk dripped from her mouth as she removed her lips from his organ and smiled up at him. She licked her lips and closed her eyes while he kissed her full on the mouth. She pulled her dress up and sat there, turned slightly toward him. She pulled the hem up farther, far enough to expose her cunt, which was just barely covered by flimsy transparent panties.
Joey's eyes almost popped out of his head when he beheld her wantonly displayed pussy. Her legs were silken smooth where they joined her body. The soft heaviness of her inner legs near her cunt was irresistible. He reached between her legs and stroked the unbelievably smooth flesh of her upper thighs. He laid his hand over her mound and felt her hot twat through the thin garment. He grabbed a tit with his free hand and squeezed her yielding flesh until she began to moan softly with pleasure. He really wanted to get into it with her but realized that it would be difficult if not impossible to do anything in these damned bucket seats.
"This ain't gonna work!" he said, still squeezing her tits. "We gotta have more room to get it on!"
"What would you suggest?" she asked. "I really would like to get it on with you, Joey!" The sound of the youthful term on her own lips made her feel younger herself.
"Let's get out of this damn car first," he said.
They got out and walked around behind it. A cool breeze blew across Joey's exposed and sensitive cock. June held her dress up and let the refreshing breeze play over her legs and twat. She had never been outdoors with her private places all exposed. She wanted to remove her panties and stand totally naked. The idea excited her.
Joey suggested that she sit on the trunk lid. First he unbuttoned her bodice and reached inside to expose her tits. She wasn't wearing a bra, something she knew very few women her age could get away with. Her full firm boobs bounced out into the open air with wild abandon. They seemed to have a life of their own as they jiggled in the warm summer sun. Joey felt some of that life travel into his hands as he molded her tits and caressed them while she stood silently before him, her eyes closed in rapture. He sat her down on the trunk lid and got down on his knees in the lane. The car was just low enough to allow him to eat her cunt easily from a kneeling position.
She pulled her dress way up as she sat on the edge of the trunk. The metal was blazing hot against her delicate flesh but she endured the discomfort without complaint. She would have endured anything in exchange for the ultimate pleasure of her first fuck since that ill-fated experience with Tommy. She was dizzy with passion. She could hardly believe what was about to happen to her. It was as if all her dreams were coming true at once. She had embarked on a new way of life and successfully found a boy to fuck her, a boy who knew what he was doing, a boy who knew what she needed and how to give it to her.
Joey stretched aside one leg of her panties and started tickling her furry triangle with his tongue. He snaked his tongue around until he found the pouting lips of her cunt. He insinuated his tongue between her hot twat-lips, tickling her burning clit. Responding to his advances, she scooted closer to the edge of the trunk lid, giving him an even better view of her tasty snatch. Her clitoris was alive with excitement as he worked on her twat. Her legs began to quiver and shake with the wild sensations she loved so much and had been denied for so long.
The heady scent of her delicious cunt was driving Joey crazy. Unable to control himself, he tore at her thin panties, pulling them off and throwing them over his shoulder. They fell ripped and useless in the dusty lane. She wondered if she would ever bother wearing panties again. The rough treatment had hurt her just a bit but she forgave the boy in his youthful lust. She laughed and threw her tense legs over the boy's shoulders, wrapping them around his neck, holding him close against her steaming snatch. Joey reached up and grabbed both of her big warm breasts while he lapped at her cunt for dear life. He pinched the tips of her tits until they stiffened and stood out with lusty excitement.
It wasn't long before June felt the tension between her legs spreading to every fiber of her body. She was filled with the fire of sex. Her entire body shook violently, flames of lust spreading through her pussy. She tightened her hold on Joey's head. When she came, she threw out her legs and cried softly. The boy between her legs kept licking away at her musky gash until his rod was stiff again. Then he stood before her with his thick dick jutting out in front of him, glistening purple in the sun. June raised herself off the trunk lid and stared hungrily at his midsection.
"You want this fucker between your legs, baby?" he asked with a hot look in his eyes.
"You want me to screw you with my big old cock?"
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Stick that big thing up my cunt! Shoot that hot sperm up my twat! Fuck me hard, boy! Make me come again!"
Joey shook his hard cock at her and then positioned himself between her wide-spread legs. He rubbed his cock-head against her cunt-lips until both were wet and slippery. With one forceful motion he shoved his big poker into her cunt, causing her to scream with pain and pleasure. He bucked his ass violently, thrusting the organ deep into her hot channel. He could feel her cunt muscles working against his rod, coaxing it to shoot a hot load into her. Each time his rod rubbed against her clit she groaned almost inaudibly, lost in the pure bliss of the fuck. Joey's loosely hanging nuts slapped against her with each thrust. He still had his pants on. She could feel the roughness of his Levi's against her sensitive flesh and the hard metal of his zipper pricking against her cunt when he banged up against her.
She began to writhe against him, feeling her climax rising again. He too felt an orgasm building within his nuts. He grabbed her tits and squeezed as he blew a hot load into her belly. She climaxed at the same time, gasping, grasping his shoulders as her orgasm wracked her luscious body. She fell back against the trunk lid. He fell on top of her, kissing her body with great gentleness.
Later they sat together under a shady tree. She felt she had to tell the boy something about herself. She told him the whole story of her life, uneventful though it had been. She told him about the misery she had suffered by submerging her burning desire for sex. He seemed to understand and accept everything she told him about herself. She found him more intelligent than he had led her to believe, and more sensitive too. She began to feel very close to him. In fact she felt closer to him than to anyone else she had ever known. She trusted him.
He explained to her that sex was considered perfectly healthy among modern young people like him. He suggested to her that she look upon her desires as good rather than evil. He told her to enjoy herself and do what she wanted to do rather than what others expected of her.
As he spoke softly to her she laid her head on his lap and started kissing his soft dick. It was still damp with the cum and cunt juice of their fuck. She coaxed it into erection in no time at all.
"You sure are hot between the legs! Shit! You've been keepin' it all inside you too damn long, baby! How'd you like to come home with me and meet my family? I got three brothers. I'll just bet they'd love some pussy from a hot babe like you!" he said, watching her nibbling on his cock.
"Do you really mean it, Joey?" she asked, pulling away from his rod and staring at him in amazement. "But what about your parents? Won't they get in the way?"
"You don't get it, do you?" Joey said, smiling patiently at her.
"No, Joey, I don't think I do," she replied, puzzled. "How could I possibly go home with you?"
"We're liberated in my family. I know that's hard to understand when you're not liberated. See, we're all horny as hell. We're horny and healthy, so why not enjoy it? We believe in fuckin'. We fuck just for the fun of it. None of that morals shit! My family is what you'd call amoral. No taboos! No way! Mom and Dad taught us to enjoy life, to enjoy our bodies. We even fuck each other in my family! We're not ashamed of it, we're proud of it! Makes us that much closer! Hell my sisters even diddle each other sometimes. You ever done any of that girl-to-girl stuff?"
She shook her head. She was astounded but not disgusted.
"See? You're gettin' used to the idea already. I can tell you're not turned off by the sex thing. Just let it all hang out and you'll get along real well with the family. Think you can work it out?" he asked.
June closed her eyes and thought over the amazing things she had just heard. She still couldn't quite believe her eyes and ears. So much had happened to her in the past few hours! Her whole life had been changed. She had been confronted by so many new ideas and daring situations that she was having trouble sorting them out. And she knew that this was only the beginning. She really had little choice but to go along with Joey's suggestions. She was like a child lost in the woods. She was confused and ready to follow anybody who could lead her out into the light. There was one feeling within her, however, that did not confuse her any longer. It was the feeling of hot sexual desire. She was learning to accept it. She bent over Joey's lap and resumed her gentle sucking of his cock. She unfastened his pants while she sucked him, baring his belly and playing with his balls at the same time. It wasn't long before sperm was shooting into her mouth once again.
"Let's go see your brothers," she whispered, licking her lips.
CHAPTER THREE
June drove through miles and miles of heavily wooded countryside before she came to the place Joey called home. He told her that his family liked privacy. Privacy was something of which they had plenty. The place was so lost in the middle of nowhere that June really had no idea where it was. All she did know was that the farm was hidden somewhere in the middle of a dense woods in southern Indiana.
The house iself was a bit ramshackle, not dirty but not scrupulously tidy either. It had the air of a well-lived-in house, a friendly and comfortable atmosphere, not like the stiff overstuffed houses she had lived in all her life. There was an old and rustic barn, numerous chickens, a few cows, a horse or two and all the other things that made up a typical home in the country. She heard the shouts of young people resounding from the big old barn.
She turned down a dusty little lane that led to the house. When she rounded the curve that encircled the barn she noticed two boys of about fifteen and fourteen, she guessed. They were pitching hay from the mow, barechested and brown as berries. She noticed that the skin-tight faded Levi's they wore were bulging at the crotch, much as Joey's was. The lust-crazed schoolteacher couldn't help feeling a fire slowly kindling in her loins when she tried to imagine how the husky young boys would look with their pants off.
Standing by the haywagon and watching the two lads were three girls, pretty young things of twelve, thirteen, and fourteen she thought. They were barefoot, their tanned young legs looking lusty and fresh beneath their simple dresses. They were remarkably well-developed for girls so young, well on their way to becoming luscious young women. June felt a strange quiver deep within her moistening cunt when she thought about the three young girls and the question Joey had asked her eai'her about girl-to-girl sex. Yesterday the question would have shocked and angered her. Today, however, in her new-found freedom, she could consider the question coolly.
Until today she had never considered the possibility of having sex with another girl. She never had thought it possible that a situation could develop in which she could have such a relationship. June knew that some of the girls at Hopewell College had engaged in Lesbian activities, but these secret acts were usually carefully covered up. Occasionally, however, some of them were exposed. Nothing much ever came of the scandals, except for a short period of embarrassment for the girls involved. She remembered feeling quite odd whenever she heard such stories. Thinking back on her feelings now she recognized them as a mixture of shock and excitement.
After what Joey had told her about his sisters and after what she and the boy had done already in the country lane, June wondered if she could ever be shocked again. She knew, however, that she would see and experience much more before the day was over. And if she was not to be shocked at least she would be excited. Just thinking about the wild fucking that Joey had promised her made her eager pussy moisten and tingle again.
She pulled up in front of the house and screeched to a stop. Joey grabbed the khaki back-pack he had been carrying and jumped out of the car. He bounded up onto the porch and stuck his head through the door. A sexy woman appeared to greet him. She wore a white silk blouse which, June was quick to notice, was unbuttoned all the way. She looked too old to be Joey's sister. The thought suddenly occurred to June that this buxom beauty might be his mother. If so, she would have to be about June's age. She was a bit jealous of the woman's beautiful, exposed breasts. She'd thought she had the most perfect set of tits in the world until she saw this woman standing in the doorway.
It appeared to June that the woman wasn't wearing anything other than her unbuttoned blouse. She was standing behind a screen door and her cunt was hidden by a board that made up part of the frame. Her legs were quite visible through the screen. And what legs they were! They were long, lithe, and enticingly tanned, yet smooth looking even through the screen. Joey whispered something in her ear and her face lit up with a sexy smile. She stood there talking with her son for a while, glancing at June in the car from time to time. She made no effort to cover her nakedness. In fact she opened her blouse even more, brushing the material away from her enormous boobs. She blew June a kiss and turned and strolled into the house, her firm full asscheeks bouncing temptingly as she walked. Joey threw his back-pack through the door and jumped down off the porch.
He stood by the car and bent down to talk to June. He told her to make herself at home while he went to find his dad. Eager to stretch her legs, she agreed and got out. She walked around the place and enjoyed the easy-going atmosphere. She supposed that Joey's mother was getting dressed to meet her. She wandered carelessly down to the barn where she had seen the two boys and three young girls a few minutes earlier. She shooed the chickens away and peeked into the barn. She wasn't expecting to see anything out of the ordinary, but what she saw almost made her faint.
The summer sunlight streamed in through the window up in the loft and fell on a large pile of golden hay. Writhing in the hay were the two boys and three girls she had seen working so diligently earlier. They were all naked and making out with each other in great passion. The light fell on their naked young bodies, enhancing the softness and clarity of their skin. They all looked lustful and wickedly lost in their youthful desires. Their clothes were scattered all over the barn, as if they had dropped them without much thought. The five youngsters were completely unabashed in their enjoyment of each other. Were they really Joey's brothers and sisters? She melted inside as she watched their wild play.
The oldest boy was sitting up in the hay with the oldest of the girls between his legs. She was bent over his crotch, sucking his stiff prick. A pretty girl with long blonde hair and an innocent-looking face was actually licking the cunt of the girl who sucked the older boy's penis. June could see the blonde girl's innocent blue eyes, smiling eyes without a hint of nastiness. Yet there she was, performing a vile and lewd act on her sister while the sister was sucking off their brother. The blue-eyed beauty writhed and wriggled while she worked at her sister's cunt.
The youngest of the three girls and the younger boy were rolling in the hay together. June could see that the boy's smallish but hard little prick was impaled in the girl's hairless cunny. She had her hand on the boy's nuts and was squeezing them gently as she rolled with him in the hay. June could tell from the expressions of delight on their young faces that they were enjoying themselves. It was difficult for her to believe her eyes. Joey had told her that his family was liberated. Liberated?! Could this be the "liberation" all the young people were talking about? Impossible! But there they were!
The entrance to the barn was a huge double door, only half of which was standing open. She hid behind the other half and peered in at the festivities through a large knothole. While she watched the youngsters cavorting, she reached up under her dress and began fingering her own wet cunt. She couldn't help herself. The sight of these kids fucking was too much for her. Never in her life had she seen or imagined anything so exciting and irresistible. Her pussy was positively alive and tingling with the burning fire of sexuality. Her hand was wet with the musky moisture of her sex as she fingered herself, pinching her tender clitoris and diddling her cunt-lips.
She watched wide-eyed while the children sucked and fucked each other. The blue-eyed girl who was sucking her sister's pussy stuck one hand inside her own crimson slit and started twisting all five fingers inside her cunt. June was amazed to find that so young a girl could take so much up her cunt. She was no virgin! The sister she was eating pulled her head off her brother's arching dick and started tonguing his lightly fuzzed nuts. June stared at the dark purple head of his hard young cock, wishing she could suck on it herself. The boy wrapped his hand around his own stiff dick and started jacking off while his sister sucked his nuts into her mouth.
He jacked himself off until his rod shot hot cum into the air. His other sister, who was rolling in the hay with his younger brother, reached out just as his cock exploded and caught his ejaculated sperm in her soft warm hand. She rolled with the younger boy and rubbed her older brother's sperm into her face, licking her lips while her other brother fucked her in the cunt. The young boy continued to buck his ass, forcing his stiff little dick into her slit, bringing her to the peak of sensation. The little girl who was finger-fucking herself took her free hand and grabbed the twat of the girl who was rolling in s wild fuck with her brother. She clamped her hand over her sister's sex and inserted her thumb into her wet gash. She wiggled her thumb back and forth in her sister's pussy, rubbing it against the head of her brother's cock, which was still firmly imbedded in the girl's cunt.
The boy's body began to shake as spurts flew from his cock. In a wild convulsion that shook his entire frame he violently shot his load into his own sister's sucking cunt. The girl squealed as her own climax wracked her delicate young body. Her legs flailed and her arms flew as her belly flooded with the fiery cum that her young brother shot into her. Both sisters then fell together in the deep flood of their orgasms. The two boys lay on their backs like fallen warriors, their deflating pricks still dribbling cum.
June caught her breath while she diddled her cunt. She didn't want to be seen by the kids as she peeked in on their activities, much less playing with her own pussy. Her secret masturbation didn't remain a secret very long.
Unknown to June in her sex-frenzy, she was being watched intently from behind by Joey and his dad. Joey's dad motioned for Joey to get lost for a while. He ran off into the house, giving his father the high sign and grinning like a Cheshire cat. His father watched June working away at her cunt until he could restrain himself no longer. Her beautiful ass was partly exposed under her dress. She wore no panties. Joey had told him how he'd torn them from her during the course of their recent fuck. June was bent down just a bit in order to peek through the knothole. She was bent slightly from the waist, exposing her perfect ass if she were purposefully trying to display her feminine treasures for him. He was able to feast his eyes on the hairy snatch that peeked out at him from between the fleshy halves of her silken smooth buttocks. He could see her busy fingers working inside her gash.
He started quietly rubbing the huge hard bulge that had slowly swollen and was now extending several inches down his leg inside his tight pants. Careful not to make a sound he gazed at the hot ass and dripping cunt of this sexy schoolteacher while she slowly brought herself to the brink of an orgasm. He knew that she had been watching his kids fucking each other in the barn. What else could have driven her to such distraction?
Bob Enders actually encouraged his kids to play with each other, reasoning that the fucking practice they got with each other would do them good when they found permanent marriage partners. And he had nothing against a good fuck himself, especially with a bitch as sexy as this schoolteacher. He sure was glad Joey had brought her home for him. He was beginning to believe everything Joey told him about her. That kid was getting to be a chip off the old block, all right! What a hot bitch this lady was! Bob grew hornier and hornier as he stood there rubbing his rod. He rubbed his dick until he could tell that the woman was about to bring herself off. He saw her firm beautifully shaped legs tense with her impending climax. It was just the moment he had been waiting patiently to seize.
Just at the instant when he knew she was beginning to lose herself, he walked up close behind her and put his hand down between her legs, clamping his strong hot hand over her exposed and musky cunt. She screamed and jumped back when she felt his hand forcing itself against her most private place. He put his other hand over her mouth to stifle her scream before she distracted the kids from their games.
June almost passed out from shock. The intruder kept his hand on her cunt even though she writhed against him desperately in an effort to extricate herself from his grasp. She had no idea who the strange hand belonged to or what he was going to do with her. She was terrified. Her legs seemed to turn to jelly. She suddenly forgot the tingling in her cunt. At that point nothing was farther from her mind than sex, even though a man's hand was clamped over her furry snatch.
"It's all right, June. I'm Joey's dad. Nothing to worry about, honey! Those are just my kids in there, and they're doing what comes naturally-around here, at least. Come on! Calm down, honey. Don't be embarrassed, for God's sake! I watch them myself and jack off sometimes," Bob whispered in her ear in a soothing voice.
With that he inserted two fingers into the schoolteacher's pussy and started tickling her sensitive inner flesh. June slowly caught her breath and began to regain control of herself, a semblance of control at least. She knew that she should be faint with shock and embarrassment. At any other time in her life such a jolt would have made her a hospital patient. But now, now that she had experienced something of the wildness within her, she was able to survive the shock. And, wonder of wonders, there was little embarrassment at all. He was making things easy for her. His voice made her believe him. It was a self-assured and gentle voice, an honest voice too, but with a trace of cockiness that excited her somehow.
Only after she had quieted down and stopped writhing against him did he release her from his hold. He slowly took his big hand away from her mouth. When he finally did so he felt her entire body relax against him. Her cunt did not relax, however. It continued to quiver as he worked his eager yet steady fingers inside her feminine gem. She was standing up straight now, pressed against the front of the man's muscular body. His hand played in the lusty cavern of her cunt, bringing her quickly to the brink of orgasm. There was not a thought in her head now, only the dizzying surges of sexual desire.
"Why don't we just go in and meet my wife, honey? I think she'd get a real kick out of meeting a pretty little lady like you," he whispered, removing his fingers from her excited cunt.
She had a strange feeling of loss when he removed his hand from her. She had felt secure in a peculiar way while his fingers were in her twat. She had had no idea that a man her own age could affect her so powerfully. But' affect her he did. He had thrown a blanket of calm over her. But now that he had removed it by speaking about meeting his wife, June was forced to actually face him.
Almost painfully she opened her eyes and turned to see Joey's father for the first time. She had gathered from the strength and urgency with which he had held her that he was ruggedly built. Her assessment of him was accurate enough. She turned pale when she saw him standing behind her. He was at least six-foot-three and built like a bull, ruggedly handsome and radiating a kind of strength that June could not resist. She blushed when she realized that he could sense the effect his body had on her.
"You're like a chameleon, June. One minute you're pale and the next minute you're blushing." He laughed.
He grinned down at her with the same twinkle she had seen lighting up his son's eyes. She had no doubt at all now that everything Joey had said about his horny family was true. They were into sex life in a big way. And they really did know nothing of sexual taboos. It was amazing and exciting.
She wanted to size Bob up as he had done her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it at first without fliniching. She was afraid she might seem too immoral at the outset. It was an involuntary reaction to the situation. She recognized it as the influence of the old June again, the June she detested and wanted to forget. Her second reaction was quick and a bit surprising, even to her. She opened her pretty eyes and stared wide-eyed at the man's body with the boldness of a slut. And why not, she thought. She knew she was a loose woman at heart. She felt proud of this sudden realization rather than repulsed by it. It opened up new and daring possibilities for her. Perhaps she could learn to match the lustiness of this wild family.
June's pussy almost melted with the fire of sexual longing when she stared at the man's hairy body. He was wearing a cambray shirt open most of the way, revealing a curly-haired, muscular chest. She melted even more completely when she saw the hard bulge she had felt pressing against her ass when he had held her to him. She hadn't been at all excited by men her own age in the past. But this man did something for her. Could it be that she was not as "abnormal" in her desires as she had suspected? He let her stare down at his cock for a while. She was almost ready to reach out to touch him there when he turned and led her into the house to meet his wife.
June straightened her clothes as well as possible. She looked neat enough considering the rough fucking she had been doing that afternoon. She was ready for more of the same. With the interruption of her self-manipulation and Bob's sudden removal of his hand from her pussy, she was sexed-up beyond belief.
In the living room of the comfortable house June saw a sight that made her weak. Sitting as pretty as you please on the sofa with her naked legs curled up under her ass and her white silk blouse open all the way was the sexy woman she had seen through the screen door earlier. The woman smiled warmly and patted the cushion next to her, inviting June to sit down. June still felt peculiar about sitting so close to the naked beauty with the silken legs and the lightly tanned breasts. She couldn't help wondering what the woman's intentions were in displaying herself that way. She could do nothing now except abandon herself to the situation and let the two sex experts introduce her to unbridled sexuality in their own way.
"Hello, June! I'm Elain Enders. My son Joey tells me that you'd like to have some fun while you're on vacation down our way. Is that true, June dear?" she whispered sweetly, gently brushing her tit almost absent-mindedly.
"I think June wants some of this," Bob said, patting his straining crotch.
"Well, if that's what she wants I think she's come to the right place." Elain smiled. "I certainly hope she wants some of this, too," she continued, putting her hand down between her legs and looking up at June with a sexy smile.
"Aren't you a bit bold?" June said, only half-seriously. She was amazed that she was carrying herself so well in such a strange situation.
"Honey, you have to be bold in this business of sex. I like sex. Why shouldn't I be bold about it? Besides, June, a girl has to be aggressive these days if she wants to get anything from these male chauvinist pigs." Elain pointed to Bob, who was undressing June with his eyes.
"Oink!" he said, grabbing his hard cock through his pants.
"See what I told you? They're all animals! A girl needs a change once in a while." She laughed.
"Sure, June," Bob said, still stroking his hard poker. "Try some sex with my little wife. She's got the juiciest cunt in the state, baby. She really knows how to use it, too. All I ask is that you save some for me."
"That's right, darling. Just enjoy yourself while you're with us. Throw caution to the winds! Let it all hang out, as my sons always say." Elain smiled. "We're pretty free around here. But I suppose you've gathered that already. Has Bob had his big old cock up your cunt yet, honey? He's pretty quick."
"If you saw what she's got under that dress you'd be pretty quick too, Elain baby!" Bob said.
June couldn't help blushing at all the lewd talk. She wasn't used to such language yet. Even though the situation was not one with which she had had any experience she was not about to miss out on all the fun that was promised by these horny people. She succeeded remarkably in fitting in.
Bob's lovely wife, who looked more like a wild sex-kitten than a mother with several children, began playing with her fingers in the brown nest of her furry cunt. Finding the lips of her crimson sex, she inserted her fingers and opened herself lewdly, changing her position on the sofa. With her fingers still in her luscious cunt she leaned her body back against the arms of the sofa, stretching out one leg and letting her foot rest on the floor while she bent the other lithe leg at the knee. Her crotch and twat were wantonly exposed in all their wet splendor to the amazed and glittering eyes of the schoolteacher.
At first June tried not to stare at the woman's cunt. She was unsuccessful in keeping her eyes off Elain's hot pussy for very long. How could she resist such a gross attempt to excite her? Her own twat was becoming too hot to ignore for another minute. Her much needed release was standing right in front of her in the person of Elain's husband.
June closed her eyes and pursed her lips, beckoning him to come to her. He did, unzipping his pants and dragging out his pre-cum slickened dick. He halted directly in front of her and held out his rod in front of her face. She opened her eyes and saw the huge rod an inch or two away from her lips. She wasted no time in plunging her head down on his hard meat. She bobbed her head back and forth until her mouth was dripping with her saliva and the lubricating fluid from his cock. Bob himself was a bit surprised at the eagerness with which this sexy cunt attacked his rod. Joey sure knew how to pick them!
Elain couldn't help undressing June while she sucked on Bob's post. She almost sat on top of June as she started unbuttoning her dress. June's big quivering tits jumped into view. Neither Bob nor his wife could tear their eyes away from them. June's smallish nipples were peaked and hard already, even without any direct digital stimulation. When Elain began playfully tweaking them they stiffened even more. Gooseflesh formed around her nipples. Elain bent to her and licked her aureoles, causing June to come alive deep inside her breasts. The idea of having another woman suck her tits was just as stimulating as the sucking itself. The nastiness of the act made it all the more exciting.
Bob wanted to get his hands on the woman's tits too, so he pulled his dick out of her sucking mouth with a loud slurp. He suggested-that she get the rest of her clothes off and let them see her in her birthday suit. June giggled and stood up, with Elain's lips still fastened securely to her breasts. Bob's eyes almost hurt with the strain when he gazed in rapture at June's unbelievable body. She was built more like a girl of twenty-five than a woman of nearly forty, although she had a sexy maturity about her. Elain gasped too when June pulled her dress over her head. She took it from June and threw it behind the sofa.
No sooner had she tossed the dress than it was thrown back from behind the sofa. Bob looked behind the couch, reached down and pulled up a shaggy head. It was Joey, with a sheepish grin on his face.
"Peeping Tom, huh?" Bob laughed. "If you want to watch, son, it's fine with me. I don't think your mother or June would mind too much."
June simply laughed and tossed her hair, feeling young and free. Joey sat in a chair to watch the festivities while his parents and the horny schoolteacher did some serious fucking. He opened his pants and started playing with himself. He always liked to watch his mom and dad screwing, especially with a sexy beauty like June.
Bob told June to sit on the edge of the sofa. Elain sat in the same position. Both women were sitting with their legs stretched out and spread wide in front of them. Bob got on his knees and started licking up and down June's luscious steaming slit. After he had lapped at her tasty twat for a while he got between Elain's golden-tanned legs and ate her out too. He continued alternating between the two tasty cunts on the menu until both women were quaking all over with excitement.
Elain grabbed June's tits and kneaded them while her husband sucked her cunt and nibbled at her clit. When both women were on the brink of a wracking climax Bob ducked under June's pussy and started sucking ever more violently than before. He reached over and grabbed his wife's cunt, stuffing his whole hand inside her, twisting it until she melted and shook madly. She whimpered softly as orgasm flooded her. June too felt an electrical orgasm rising within her tender cunt. She came at the same time Elain did. Both women collapsed back into the soft sofa, their cunts gushing.
Bob's hand was still inserted in his wife's pussy and his face was still buried between June's limp legs. After a few moments he stood up and pointed his still stiff cock at June. He told her that it was his turn. She gladly accepted his organ into her mouth again and sucked him hard until his balls tensed and shot a nut-busting charge of cum into her pretty mouth. His hot sperm dripped from June's sucking lips. She tried to take all of his load down her throat but couldn't for the life of her. Elain grabbed his nuts as he came, squeezing his manhood tightly with her practiced hand. She put her fingers to June's sperm-covered face and caught some of her husband's cum, transferring it to her own lips.
Poor Joey almost shot off when he saw the three participants in the little orgy go off wildly. He somehow managed to keep his balls under control. He knew that he would eventually have the pleasant opportunity to get in on the fun and games. He watched the two women take turns sucking all the cum out of his dad's big deflating penis. He knew that his chance was at hand. Those women needed a hard cock to play with now.
He stood up, his hard penis jutting out in front of him, and walked toward the two women, grinning wickedly. His had sat down beside the two eager cunts and took his cock in his hand, stroking himself at a leisurely pace. Joey stepped up in front of his mother and pushed his rockhard dick in her face. She eagerly accepted the turgid head, casting a sidelong glance at June as she opened her mouth.
June could hardly believe her eyes. It really was true! These people really did fuck their their children! Although she was amazed she was definitely not disgusted by the acts she saw. She thought the sight of a mother sucking her son's dripping dick was the sexiest thing she had ever seen or imagined. She wondered if the act was less exciting to them by virtue of their having performed it so often. She only knew that she was being excited wildly by the dirty goings-on.
Joey stared bucking his young ass slowly, forcing his rod into Elain's face. He felt his mother's teeth scraping the head of his whang as he fucked her mouth. He was putting on quite a display for the formerly pristine teacher from Pennsylvania. June's pussy was coming alive again as she watched the display of wanton incest. Bob was enjoying the sight too, his rod stiffening under its influence. While his son fucked his wife's mouth he crawled on the floor and pushed his tongue up into June's musky hole once again.
Bob tickled her cunt with his tongue until he knew that she was getting quite a charge again. Then he asked her to get on the floor with him. She complied and got on her knees. He then rubbed her cunt from behind with the palm of his hand. He positioned his stiff dong behind her and pushed it slowly into her gaping gash. Her cunt was nice and tight like a young girl's. It made his rod come alive with excitement as he felt her cunt muscles working on him. She loved the feeling of his rod in her cunt. She started bumping up against him to match his gentle thrusts into her. He reached down in front of her and took one of her tits in his hand, rubbing his thumb over the nipple until it stiffened.
Their chuffing movements became more and more violent as they both climbed to the peak of passion again. Bob suddenly felt hands on his balls from behind. He looked around and saw his sexy wife on her knees behind him, playing with his dangling testicles. June opened her eyes when she felt a hand patting her head. There was Joey, his dick arching straight up in front of him, begging to be sucked. June took it into her mouth and began sucking the head of his big boner. In no time at all he ejaculated into her while his father fucked her from behind. June almost fainted again when she climaxed.
Joey's ejaculation seemed to be timed perfectly with June's violent climax. She felt sperm shooting inside her from Bob's nuts and covering the inside of her hot channel with its soothing balm. Elain continued to pull on her husband's nuts and play with her own delicious snatch at the same time. Then she walked over on her knees to her son and began sucking his dick to remove all the cum from his evacuated balls.
After the wild fucking and sucking the participants were a bit exhausted. They rested on the floor for a while, too tired to sit up. Later Elain went to get some lemonade and snacks. All four remained stark naked even after they had finished fucking. June had never felt so relaxed and fulfilled before.
CHAPTER FOUR
Later, after the four horny sensualists had showered and refreshed themselves, June began to think about the kids who had been enjoying themselves in the barn with such wild abandon. She wanted desperately to share in their incestuous activities but couldn't quite force herself to bring her desires into the open. Her intense sexual longing for young boys had remained intact even after two practiced sex partners her own age had satisfied her royally. She no longer felt any real shame about her desire for young cocks. But it was difficult, as a matter of form, to transform her wishes into realities. After all, she thought, one just doesn't ask two loving parents for their children's sexual favors.
Perhaps June's dilemma was obvious to everyone present. Or perhaps Bob and Elain had a secret desire to share with their children this sexy stranger who had learned to fuck so well. More likely it was a combination of both factors that brought Bob to broach the subject. He had little difficulty in bringing the taboo subject out into the open. He told June that he and Elain felt very close to her and wanted to share her "personality" with the rest of his family. It was obvious to everybody that "personality" meant cunt. But June was flattered nonetheless. By making her feel like some rare treasure they made it easier for her to air her own desire to "meet" their sons and daughters.
Bob and Elain suddenly remembered that they had to drive into the nearest town for some reason. They told June to make herself at home and to be sure to drop by the barn to meet the kids. She and Joey watched them drive off down the dusty lane after stopping at the barn for a few seconds, probably telling the kids what to expect. June knew that the kids were still relaxing in the hay after their strenuous sex play. She closed her eyes and saw images of their naked young bodies as they frolicked in the hay. Her cunt was coming alive like a furry little animal stirring after a nap. While she thought about the fun to come, Joey left the room. He returned in a little while with a blanket on his arm. June noticed with considerable pleasure that his young dork was sticking out in front of him like a derrick.
"Ever do it in a barn?" he asked.
"No, I'm a small-town girl but I've only been on a farm once or twice in my life." She smiled at him.
"This isn't really a farm, June. I mean, it just looks like a farm. Sure, we do some farming for the fun of it. Dad says that kind of work is good exercise. Dad and Mom are writers. He writes novels and she writes plays. We used to live in New York until we moved out here. Lived in that little burg up the road for a while. Some of those local guardians of the public morality found out that we liked to fuck a lot and made things kind of tough for us for a while. So now we're out here where we can feel free and easy. Besides, I like feedin' the animals and makin' hay once in a while." Joey stood before her and let her have a good long look at his towering organ.
"Country life certainly has done you a lot of good, Joey!" she said, reaching out to feel the swollen head of his dick.
"Teaching seems to have done you a lot of good too, June," he replied, ogling June's clear-complexioned pale pink body.
"How about let's go out to the barn and join the rest of the Enders gang? Ron oughtta be home in a while. He'll show you a few tricks." Joey said, winking at her.
"Ron?" she asked.
"Yeah. He's my big brother. When you see the size of his fuckin' dick you'll see why I call him that. He just got back from a trip to Mexico. He's got some grass that'll turn you on, baby!" He smiled.
"Drugs?" she said, obviously having doubts. "I don't know about using drugs, Joey. Isn't that a bit dangerous?"
"Only if the fuckin' cops catch you!" he said. "Just forget all that crap you've heard about grass! Hell, June, you can have a real ball with grass. Just enjoy it," he suggested, taking her by the arm and helping her to her feet. "All this hot fuckin' you been doin' lately hasn't hurt you any, has it? Neither will the grass. Trust me, baby!"
Being called "baby" by this boy who was young enough to be her son did something to her, deep down inside her belly. When she stood up he reached out and down between her legs. He rubbed his knuckles against her steaming cunt. She stroked the head of his dick in response, rubbing it between her thumb and forefinger. His cock was as slippery as her cunt was wet. After they had given each other a quick feel they walked arm in arm out into the yard.
The hot summer sun beat down on their naked bodies, warming them. A refreshing summer breeze blew lightly over their sun-lighted skin as they strolled leisurely toward the barn where their sex fun awaited them in the hay. June's pussy tingled in anticipation of the wild incestuous fucking that she was about to share. Her beautiful body was quite pale in the sun since she had never had the nerve before to venture out into the open and get an over-all tan. She had only worn bathing suits that completely covered her great pair of tits and her fine firm ass. Now that she was no longer ashamed of sex and her magnificently proportioned body, she was no longer embarrassed by her own nudity.
Her voluptuous tits were much lighter than her throat, shoulders, and arms, accentuating them even more, making them look large and more lasciviously displayed. Her upthrust breasts were suffused with a healthy pinkish glow that made them look lovely even in their paleness. As she walked with Joey, her boobs quivered slightly. They were so big and heavy that they made Joey wonder how she kept herself from falling flat on her pretty face. But then he wondered the same thing about his mother.
The flesh of her lower belly and thighs was also surrounded by a pink glow of health and freshness, calling the boy's attention to the darker area of her lush and bushy sex-muff. He let himself fall behind her as she walked down the path to the barn. He marveled at the full perfection of her asscheeks rising and falling as she walked. Her ass-bouncing walk seemed natural rather than cultivated. It had a powerful effect on him. He glanced down between his legs and saw that his poker was sticking up rock-hard and ready against his lower belly, dripping clear pre-seminal fluid from its eye-slit. He called to June, laughing between words.
"Hey, you sexy bitch! Look what you're doing to my poor cock!"
"Oh, you poor thing! Let me kiss it and make it all right," she laughed.
She watched the kid's staff jerking up against his stomach with each step he took. She could hardly resist taking it into her hot mouth for a good suck.
"Hell, June, he can wait for a kiss. Those other kiddies in the barn need a little lively lovin' too, you know!" He laughed.
Joey ran toward June and grabbed her shoulders, pushing her ahead of him toward the barn. She broke into a run and they raced each other down the dusty path, naked and horny in the hot sunlight.
They were both panting and beginning to break into a sweat when they reached the barn door. They stood there in the cool shadow of the hulking old barn. June wondered what kept the old building standing, it looked so old and decrepit. She could feel the cooler air from the shady recesses of the huge barn wafting over her hot body, soothing and relaxing her. She looked up and saw Joey's two brothers and three sisters sitting up in the loft. They were still stark naked, their bare legs dangling brown and clear-skinned over the edge of the loft. She stared at them and couldn't help letting her fascinated gaze rest between the young legs of each child in turn. They sat in a row as if deliberately displaying themselves for her.
She noticed immediately that the two boys were not as small as she had thought earlier, at least their sexual anatomies were not small. Both boys sported fine young pricks, perfectly formed with smallish but promising bags hanging between their hairless legs. The three girls who sat together at the end of the row displayed the treasures between their wide-spread legs without the slightest hesitation.
The little girl with the blonde hair and blue eyes presented a neat little cunnie fringed by the lightest possible growth of golden blonde hair. In fact the light down was barely visible at all. Her light pink sex-mound swelled softly between her tanned legs, the little crevice between her legs catching June's eye. She remembered when her own cunt had been hairless and touched with the newness of innocence. She began to realize that she had seen very few naked children in her life. In fact she had seen very few naked people of any age, having kept to herself in virtual isolation. She had had no brothers or sisters and had been much too shy to let herself get into situations where nudity could occur. Perhaps this accounted for her amazement at seeing all the Enders children displaying their naked bodies for her.
The two girls who flanked the blonde girl had darker hair on their pretty heads. The oldest had dark hair around her young pussy. The youngest had no hair between her legs at all. She sat there swinging her legs carelessly. June gasped when she reached down between her slender legs and began opening and closing the lips of her babyish cunt with her fingers. The little girl smiled down at June with disarming honesty. The other girl, who appeared to be the oldest of the three, raised one of her lovely young legs and rested it on the edge of the loft, letting her other leg dangle over the edge, opening her cunt slightly in the process.
The two boys, taking their cue from the girls, began fingering their own penises until they stiffened and stood up temptingly between the boys' legs. When their stalks were stiff and presentable they removed their hands from them and let June stare to her heart's content.
"Well, June, how do you like the brats?" Joey laughed.
There was a good-natured shout of disapproval from the loft. June could hardly answer her young friend. She could only stare in rapt attention at the boys and girls, imagining what fun she could have with them. She felt her self-control, or what remained of it, disappearing rapidly as she abandoned herself to the lust within her. Her cunt was dripping hot honey down her legs.
"Hey, Joey!" the younger of the two boys called down from the loft. "This the lady Dad said was coming for a little fuck?"
"Yeah, Mike! This is the lady, all right! Ain't she a beauty?" Joey called back, patting June on the ass. "Would you believe she's a schoolteacher?" He laughed.
"Sure hope she teaches fuckin'!" Mike said. "I didn't go to all the trouble of pumpin' this fucker up for nothin'!" he continued, taking his hard young prick in his hand and stroking it up and down.
"Hard though it may be to believe, brothers and sisters, June hasn't done too much fuckin'. She wants to make up for lost time. So I guess it's up to us to do the teachin'. Right, June?" Joey said, slipping his finger between her buttocks and tickling her asshole.
"Yes, that's right," she said, feeling just a bit embarrassed. "I suppose I'm at your mercy."
June's lack of sexual experience was making her feel self-conscious in the presence of these young people who, even in their youth, had experienced more sex than she had in her entire life. But she was no longer embarrassed by the lewd way these people talked or acted. She was far beyond embarrassment now, having thrown herself head-first into the whirlpool of her own consuming lust.
"Does she like little girls, too?" the sweet young thing with the bright blue eyes sang. "The last time a pretty lady like her came to visit us she just wouldn't suck my cunt for anything. That last lady sucked all the guys dry and let them fuck her half the night while we girls just sat around and breathed heavily."
"I think she's probably open to a little of that girl-to-girl fun now." Joey said. "How 'bout it, June? Like to try some sex with a girl?"
"I don't care what I do any more, Joey!" she said, throwing up her hands. "I think I'm on the way to becoming truly liberated, thanks to you. All I care about now is getting as much fun out of all this as I can!" She laughed, waving her hand at the loft.
There was the briefest second of regret as she realized in a flash that all those years of self-denial were behind her, never to be relived. It was a strange sensation but it was fleeting.
Joey led her up the ladder to the loft, taking her hand and helping her up the steep steps. He kept his eyes glued to the quivering pale pink flesh of her massive breasts. Her tits shook and bounced enticingly as she ascended the steep ladder. The two boys in the loft leaned over to get a peek at her big pillows. June heard the boys whisper something she knew was a compliment in a lewd sort of way. She felt that all eyes were glued to her lovely body. It made her feel secure and proud in a refreshingly new way to realize that these young people appreciated her anatomical delights.
When they reached the large loft with its thick carpet of soft golden hay, Joey introduced his brothers and sisters to their latest visitor. They crowded around her as they were being introduced, obviously eager to get into the fun that they knew was just around the corner. All members of the family were always eager to meet new sex-partners. Joey had brought several people into the family's sexual activities recently, people he had met on his hitch-hiking trips and brought back with him. But this schoolteacher was the most beautiful woman he had brought them yet.
"This is Mike," Joey said, pointing to the younger of his two brothers. "Mike likes to lick cunt and let girls like you suck on his cock. Of course he likes to stick it in a nice pussy too, but he's especially big on the mouth thing."
"You like sucking boys' cocks, June?" Mike asked. "Say, Dad didn't tell us your last name, June."
"My name is June Wilson," she answered. "But I think it might be better if you called me June. Don't you?" she continued, tickled by the bold young boy's lewdness.
"Aw shit, no!" Mike said. "I'm gonna call you Miss Wilson! I always call teachers by their last names. That way I can remember that you're a fuckin' schoolteacher. Just the thought of screwin' a fuckin' schoolteacher turns me on. Oh, shit! Pardon my language, Miss Wilson. I know you teachers don't like that kind of talk."
June laughed at his teasing and shook her finger at him, knitting her brow in a reproving way. Playing the role of old maid schoolteacher under the present joking circumstances made her painfully aware of the foolishness of her sexless past. How many times, she thought, had she wrinkled her brow in class in complete seriousness rather than as a joke? She had been, she knew now, a caricature of herself.
Joey introduced the older boy as Tony, who, at fifteen, was one year younger than Joey. Joey told June with a grin that Tony held the record for the number of times he could ejaculate in one day.
"You keep records?" June asked, amazed.
"Sure! Why not!" Tony said matter-of-factly. "It helps us improve our techniques. Besides, Mom always says it's good for a man to know what to expect of himself!"
"You can sure expect a good fuck from Tony, even if he is a punk. He likes to do all kinds of shit, June. He even plays with the animals. But we won't talk about that," Joey said.
"Fuck you!" Tony shouted, cuffing his older brother on the ear.
"This little lovely is sister Jolie," Joey continued, putting his arm around the girl with the light blue eyes. "Jo's only thirteen but you'd probably guess she was older by the way she throws herself into things. She loves to eat cock and have her pussy licked, especially by girls. Of course she's just a bit shy. Right, Jo?"
"Piss on that shy shit! I'm not a bit shy, June. In fact I can fuck the balls off Joey and he know it," she said, grabbing her brother's nuts and pulling them until he jumped toward her.
"Don't do that, Jolie," June laughed. "You might damage something!"
"And this is Annie," Joey continued. "She's the old lady around here. Spends most of her time in her wheelchair, but if you're lucky she'll give you a pretty good roll. She's fourteen. She likes to be butt-fucked by me or Ron. By the way, June, if Ron shows up while you're here, maybe me and him'll put on a butt-fuckin' show for you. Bet you haven't seen anything like that before, not in Woolcotville, anyway!"
June looked into the fourteen-year-old girl's pretty brown eyes and wondered what it was like to be participating in such depraved acts at such a tender age. She suddenly caught herself and decided that such acts were depraved only in the eyes of prudes like her parents. Once again she felt the old June reaching out from the past to corrupt her pleasure in the present. She summoned her strength of will and sent the old June back to the past where she belonged. Depraved or not she was going to enjoy herself.
"And last but not least, we have our little sister Cynthia. As you can see from the lack of pussy hair, she's just a baby of twelve. But she fucks pretty good for a baby," Joey snickered.
"Cut the shit and let's get fuckin'!" Cynthia said.
It made June fluttery inside to hear these children saying such grown-up dirty words. It made her pussy fluttery too. She couldn't stand the sexual tension any longer. All around her were stiff young sex-stalks and moist tender pussies. And they were just itching to join her in a hot orgy.
As soon as Joey had finished the introductions of his family, his horny brothers and sisters crowded around June and began stroking her naked body. Mike was the first to take a posture of sex. He kneeled in front of her and started running his hand up and down the softness of her inner thighs. She looked down at his lap and saw that his young stick was stiff with excitement.
Joey started fondling her big milkwagons, playing with them as if they were melons on display in a grocery. He lifted and weighed each of her luscious breasts, squeezing the soft but resilient flesh with his fingers, pinching the tightening points of her light brown nipples. June began to feel the familiar tingles and soft fires leaping to life inside her. While Joey played with her tits and Mike played with her legs, Cynthia got into the act. The little girl crouched down between June's legs and began to tickle the slit between the folds of her twat-lips with her small fingers. June could feel the hot juice flowing from her cunt as the girl brought her unspeakable pleasure. She wondered what the little girl was feeling.
While Cynthia fingered June's fragrant cunt, Annie crouched down behind her little sister and thrust her hand up between the cheeks of the twelve-year-old's ass. June looked down in front of her and almost fainted with the excitement of seeing such abandoned lust being played out before her, shamelessly. As if in display for her, Jolie and Tony began playing with each other, standing in front of her and looking at her occasionally as if to judge their effect on her. Jolie kneeled down before her fifteen-year-old brother and started licking his thickish hard penis. She lapped at the head and laved the stalk up and down all the way to his balls.
The sight of-all this was turning June on almost as much as the busy fingers working inside her cunt. The sweet young blue-eyed blonde was actually sucking her brother's dick! June felt her legs beginning to give out beneath her. It was simply too much for her to take all at once. She did manage somehow to hold herself up long enough to let Cynthia work most of her little hand up inside her bushy twat. The little girl began moving her tiny hand inside June's channel, making a fist and rubbing her soft little knuckles against the ultra-sensitive flesh of June's inner sex. While June stood on shaky legs the little sex-kitten began moving her fist in and out of June's cunt, bringing her thumb against the turgid bud of June's clit with each outward stroke. June began to rock back and forth against the little girl's fist. Joey held her tits in his strong young hands while she swayed back and forth to the rhythm of the girl's steady pistoning.
She opened her eyes for an instant and saw that Jolie had engulfed the head of Tony's dick in her eager little mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down on the boy's rod, her long blonde hair brushing against his smooth hard stomach and cascading over his cock. He began rocking back and forth much as June was, forcing his prick into his sister's mouth.
June felt her legs failing her, her knees bending and her entire body collapsing even though she wanted to stand and let Cynthia finish the manipulations inside her steaming hole. She threw her arms around Joey and made him hold her up while Cynthia's fist rammed in and out of her grasping cunt. She could hear slurping sex-sounds between her legs. Joey laughed proudly when he saw how his sister was affecting the horny schoolteacher.
"I think I'm going to come! I'm going to come! I can't stand it!" June whimpered, feeling the flash of her orgasm rising inside her.
She suddenly felt her cunt gush. She felt a powerful rush inside her, the orgasm flooding her insides like water rushing over a dam. She cried out in ecstasy and felt herself falling into the hay beneath her. When she opened her eyes after a moment or two of silence broken only by the heavy breathing of the boys and girls around her, she found Joey's heavy young prod in her face. She had fallen back and Joey had mounted her, positioning his cock and balls over her mouth. She stared up at his pendulous balls, hanging there hot and heavy and just begging to be licked and sucked.
She opened her mouth almost instinctively and let one of his cum-filled young nuts slip into her eager mouth. She closed her lips around the egg-shaped organ and sucked it deep into her throat. She felt the firm ball inside his sac rolling around in her mouth. Then she let it out and took the other testicle in its place, sucking it as she had the first. She started nibbling the fuzzy skin of his scrotum, feeling the little bumps of flesh and the delicate hairs tickling her lips.
Joey reached beneath himself and began pinching her tits while she nibbled his nuts. He felt her erectile tissue responding to his touch, hardening as he rubbed the peaks between his fingers. He felt June's hot tongue running up and down the lower portion of his turgid dick, flicking against the sensitive skin of his scrotum again and again. He felt as though his mind and all his energy was concentrated in his balls. Every iota of his consciousness was directed toward the hot organs between his straddling legs.
He wanted to get between the older woman's mature yet incredible legs and explore again the secret area of her magnificent cunt. He wanted to sniff around in the hair of her twat like a puppy looking for something tasty in the grass. He wanted to tickle the ragged lips of her crimson sex with his tongue. He wanted to thrust his tongue inside the woman's steaming slit and lap at her hot sex-flesh. But he couldn't resist the temptation to simply relax and let her suck him until he shot hot sperm into her mouth. He arched his back a bit, thrusting his distended dick closer against her face. She got his message and started licking the super-sensitive tip of his thick tool.
Joey felt wild inside as June tickled his dick-head with her tongue. He could hardly believe that she was as new at sex games as she claimed. She made his dick almost as hot as his mother did when she sucked it, and his mother was the best cocksucker in the world. His cock-head felt as tight as a drum. His cock was rigid and jerking. She sucked and chewed it at the same time. She tried to accommodate her mouth to the thrusts that began to come faster and faster. His cock was soon banging against the back of her throat so hard that she almost choked each time it hit her. And every time his cock hit her tonsils he felt himself getting closer to a ball-evacuation.
June was suddenly moved to reach up and grab the boy's ass. His eyes almost bugged out of his head when he felt her silken middle finger pressing against his asshole. That was all he could take of her busy work. He felt his wad suddenly shooting through his pipe and into the woman's sucking mouth.
June tried to cry out when she felt the first shot of his hot cum blasting against the back of her throat. His thick organ prevented her uttering anything but a muffled groan. She thought she was going to drown in the young boy's sperm. Joey groaned too as he felt his climax almost rip his balls apart. His buttocks tensed and flexed against the woman's finger. Shot after shot of sperm poured into June's mouth. Joey opened his eyes and looked down to see her throat contracting violently as she tried in vain to swallow all of his seed. His cum dribbled from the corners of her pretty mouth, saturating her chin and throat.
June felt the boy's softening penis withdraw from her mouth after the unbearable tension had completely drained from his cock and balls. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the last twitches and surges of her orgasm, lost in the deep sense of calm that fell over her like a soft veil. She was aware only of a pair of soft and loving lips kissing her cheeks and eyelids. When she opened her eyes again she was amazed to find that those lips were not Joey's lips at all. She was strangely moved when she found it was Annie who was planting those delicate kisses on her face.
She soon realized it was pretty young Annie's intention to lick up her brother's cum. She stuck her tongue out and caught a few flecks of the hot stuff that had dripped out onto June's chin. It was a short and pleasant journey from June's chin to her mouth. Annie's tongue soon found itself there. She tickled June's lips with her warm wet tongue, tasting the sperm that her brother had just shot there. She slowly but insistently insinuated her tongue between June's lovely lips. June felt her last bit of resistance dissolving under the pretty little sexpot's insistent loving. She knew now that she would do anything and everything these sex-children expected of her. She opened her mouth and let the little freckle-faced vixen slip her tongue in, tickling the roof of June's mouth and slipping down her throat in a deep French kiss.
Annie's hands were not idle while she French-kissed the lovely schoolteacher. She stroked June's breasts with one petite hand while rubbing her own pussy with the other. Annie began to writhe on top of June as she excited herself with her frenzied stroking. Then she scooted forward and sat on June's tit-pillows, feeling the hard nipple-peaks rubbing against her hot little clit. June could feel the girl's sex-fluids seeping out onto her vibrantly excited breasts. Annie's tits were smallish but perfect. They jiggled temptingly as she bounced and writhed on June's chest. June looked up and saw that Mike and Tony were not standing idly by while their sister tit-fucked her own cunt.
Both boys stood over June, beating themselves off while they watched Annie enjoying herself. June reached up and grasped Mike's standing dick between her thumb and forefinger. Tony stood at her left side while Mike stood at her right. She was moved to take both stiff pricks in her fingers and play with the boys. She marveled at the incredible hardness of their young organs. She liked the way they snapped up against the hard bellies when she let go of them.
Cynthia got between June's wide-spread legs and lapped at her furry cunt. She tickled June's clitoris with her little tongue and even chewed on it very gently. It drove June wild. In no time at all Cynthia's tongue was buried deep inside June's seething cunt. She felt red-hot between her glowing legs as the youngest sex-kitten ate her out.
Joey crouched behind Cynthia and began to fondle her asscheeks. He then put his finger against her tiny anus and entered her there with a rather rough thrust of his finger. She whimpered a little when she felt his hard finger piercing her asshole. Joey started to wiggle his digit around inside her ass. Violating his little sister in this way did something to him. In no time at all his recently evacuated nuts were aching again and his virile young cock was at full erection.
"Wanna watch me screw my baby sister?" he asked.
"Oh, yes! Joey, yes! Fuck her hard!" June hissed, rising to watch the action with Cynthia's head still between her legs.
Joey lost no time positioning his cock against the little girl's asshole. When June realized that he was going to use her in that unnatural way her heart almost stopped. She felt butterflies ill her cunt. She also felt a tongue in her cunt as Cynthia continued to lick her there. Annie crawled down off June's tits and sat down cross-legged beside her to watch the activity, while fingering her throbbing cunt.
Joey spit on his hard tool again and again until it was slippery from head to root with saliva and pre-cum. He bucked up against the little girl a few Limes with no success. Then he took his tool in his fingers and pushed it hard against her anal sphincter. This time his cock-head slipped in easily enough. Cynthia had taken his cock up her ass many times before and was almost used to the size of it. Joey grunted when he felt his bulbous prong being sucked into his sister's ass. Cynthia turned around and looked at Joey's grimacing face while he stroked into her ass with increasingly fast bucking motions. She knew that her older brother really enjoyed this kind of butt-fucking. She wanted to do her best to help him get his kicks. She too loved the feeling of a hard muscle inside her ass. It made her cunt hot.
"Why don't you work on Cynthia's little cunny while she gets butt-fucked by Joey?" Tony suggested to June.
"Do you think I should? Do you think it would be all right?" June asked, knowing perfectly well that it would be just fine with everyone concerned, especially Cynthia. The youngest girl's pussy was visibly wet with passion.
"Sure it's all right, June baby!" Joey said. "Of course, we'll have to come over to you if this is gonna work."
With that he and Cynthia stood up together and managed with some difficulty to straddle June's face without letting Joey's slippery dick slip out of Cynthia's asshole. Cynthia kneeled over June with her fresh dewy cunt directly over the teacher's face. June had never in her life been this close to another girl, except perhaps in her wildest dreams, dreams she had always tried to forget. But she loved the fragrance of Cynthia's little cunny. The experience was not nearly as unpleasant as she had expected it to be. She was not nearly as disgusted as she thought she would be. She was still amazed at the unabashed way in which these children were behaving with her. She was actually lying on her back, staring into the lovely, almost hairless cunt of a little girl who was at the same time being butt-fucked by her own brother! The nearly impossible situation made June dizzy. It was too sexually exciting to be true.
She marveled at the soft perfection of Cynthia's miniature pussy. She was intrigued at the way the softly flowing mound of Venus closed in on itself to form the incurved crevice of the little girl's sex. Almost unconsciously, she reached up with two fingers and stroked the soft skin of the little girl's cunny. She suddenly jerked her hand away, when she realized what she was doing. But Cynthia reached down and put her fingers back on her pussy. Encouraged by the little girl, June began to explore this perfect example of her own cunt in a more youthful state.
June felt the sticky secretions of the sweet little cunt and wondered how such a young girl could be so sexually ripe. She stuck out her tongue and tasted the dew of her sex. Then she rubbed her nose against the girl's crevice and slightly parted the hot lips. She heard Cynthia giggle when she felt June's nose tickling her hot hole. Joey was driving Cynthia wild and at the same time he was working his balls into a hot frenzy by his constant pounding of his sister's ass. June inserted two fingers into Cynthia's steaming hole and opened it. She stared at the inner lips of the ripe little pussy and pinched them with her soft fingers. She wondered how the sweet young thing could stand all the attention she was getting.
Mike noticed that there was plenty of room between June's widespread legs for his own cock. He stopped jerking on his own rod and got between the woman's legs, his belly pressing against his brother's asscheeks. June cried softly when she felt the boy's hot young organ butting up against the opening of her sopping wet cunt. Mike's tool slipped into her quickly and easily. He began pumping with ever increasing speed, feeling his seed rising inside his nuts. His testicles bounced against her hot crotch as he pummeled her cunt. His dick, although not particularly large, was easily big enough to give June a great deal of pleasure as the deep purple head of it rubbed against her throbbing clitoris.
June began to lift her body up off the floor, rising to meet Mike's eager thrusts. For a while Tony stood over her, stroking his standing shaft and watching the fun. Then he decided to get into the act himself. Since all of June's bodily orifices were in frenzied use at the moment, he had to find another outlet for his desires. June's cunt was being pistoned by Mike, her mouth was firmly clamped over Cynthia's dripping cunt, and she was in no position to be fucked in the ass. Tony had to do something to get his rocks off so he called Jolie, who had been standing against a post and fingering herself.
"Why don't you come over here and suck my prong for me?" he ordered.
"Suck it yourself!" the pretty blonde vixen replied. "On second thought I've got a better idea. Why don't you get behind Mike and stick it up his ass? You haven't done that for a while. Or have you?" She giggled.
When June heard that suggestion she thought the depravity had reached its ultimate. She might as well have been a participant in some decadent Roman orgy! She felt herself being consumed inside by the fires of lust and the feeling of wickedness that permeated the atmosphere. Even in her wildest dreams she had never been so excited. Even though these hot-assed children participated in the wild acts of incest and perversion with the ease and acceptance of commonplace activities, June couldn't help feeling that it was all nasty and taboo. It was an intoxicating feeling and one that she could not resist.
Tony took his sister's joking advice with a shrug of his shoulders and positioned himself behind Mike's ass. Mike didn't seem to mind the hard intruder at all. In fact June felt his chuffing pace increase markedly when Tony started pounding him in the ass with his stiff meat. Tony grunted obscenely with each thrust into his brother's hot ass. Blue-eyed Jolie joined in the activities too, squatting behind Tony and licking his dangling cum-filled balls. She rolled them around inside their wrinkled sac with her tongue. She even managed to lick his dick a little each time it slipped out of Mike's ass.
The six horny people were writhing and panting and fucking up a storm in the hay when they all heard an exclamation of surprise and a drawn-out whistle of delight coming from the direction of the barn door. Everyone turned and looked down from the loft, pausing for a moment in their sex-act poses.
"That sure is a pretty sight!" they heard Bob Enders shout.
June saw him standing there with his wife, looking up at the wild fucking and sucking in the loft. She suddenly felt terribly self-conscious, knowing that these people were the parents of the children who were making her body burn and tingle with lust. She wondered how Bob and Elain felt between the legs when they saw all their children participating with abandon in these dirty activities.
Bob and Elain were not alone at the door. Standing beside Elain was a rugged-looking young man of eighteen or nineteen. He surveyed the scene calmly, coolly evaluating the situation. June detected in his steel grey eyes a kind of cruelty that frightened her. His face was hard and cold, yet still handsome.
"Don't let us spoil your fun, June," Elain cooed. "We'll just stand here and watch for a while. If you don't mind, that is."
"Sure!" Joey said. "Mom and Dad like to watch the fun!"
With that Joey resumed his wild ramming of his sister's ass, bringing himself off in no time at all, shooting stream after stream of hot jism all the way up Cynthia's asshole. Cynthia too climaxed under the influence of June's lapping tongue. June felt Cynthia's pussy grow wet as her climax wracked her young body. It was not long before June too exploded inside. Mike's persistent fucking, coupled with the general lewdness of the scene, were too much for her to resist. She felt herself falling through flames of sensation as her orgasm toppled her into the volcano of passion.
In perfect timing with her own orgasm, she felt Mike's hard dick shoot into her dripping cunt just as she went off. She felt his whang swell to great proportions as his hairless nuts discharged into her grasping cunt. She felt him jam his young dick inside her in one final thrust, forcing it up to the hilt as she came. June cried softly in ultimate release.
"Shit, brother!" June heard Tony gasp. "I'm coming! I'm comin', Mike! I'm comin' in your ass!"
"Shoot that shit! Shoot it up my fuckin' ass! Shoot it, man!" Mike groaned as he felt his brother's cum gush into him from behind.
Soft cries were everywhere in the air as everyone came together in one madding orgasmic rush. June felt her every fiber relax, felt her body drain of tension. She could almost have slept, she was in such inner peace. She lay there under the bodies of the children who had fallen on top of her and were panting softly, like exhausted young animals. She felt sperm dribbling from the three cocks that had shot off.
"That was quite a show, boys!" Bob exclaimed.
"Don't my girls deserve some credit too?" Elain laughed.
June had almost forgotten the people at the door in her rush of pleasure, she looked up to see Bob, Elain, and the hard-looking young man standing over her and smiling happily. She saw no hint of accusation in their eyes about what she had just done with their children, only a look of pride and sexual interest. It was all too much for her to believe, even though she knew it was no dream.
"Why don't we just adjourn this little get-together to our humble abode, where all you fuckers can take a nice shower and rest up. Then we can have some real fun," Elain said, her eyes glittering with lust.
CHAPTER FIVE
In the company of her hospitable family of sexy hosts, June was led into a wing of the house apparently constructed for the sole purpose of housing an enormous bath tub almost as large as a swimming pool. The walls of this room were mirrored, as was the ceiling. The huge tub was sunk into the middle of the floor and surrounded by a circle of benches upholstered in thick fur.
Bob and Elain had stripped off all their clothes on the way to the bath. Everyone was naked now, the children and June still covered with cum and the hot juices of the girls' cunts. Bob and Elain were aroused, Bob's thick mature post jutting out in front of him at a forty-five degree angle. June knew that Elain was steaming between those long lithe legs. She walked like a cat in heat, sensually, almost on tiptoes.
Bob's arm was wrapped around his lovely wife's waist as they entered the room. She reached down and put her hand to his cock, massaging the bluish-red organ gently while they walked down the blue tile steps into the fragrant bath water. They both sat down on a small underwater bench built into the pool floor and watched June and the kids enter the water. Bob and Elain were covered with warm water up to their waists. The effect of the water was invigorating. Their sex organs responded by throbbing and tingling until they could not resist playing with each other under the water.
June was the first to enter the water after Bob and Elain. She was amazed to find that the water was not at all stagnant. It vibrated in some mysterious way, tingling her skin. The water flowed around her, its warmth coursing through her body, relaxing and at the same time exciting her deep down inside. She wondered what such lively water would do to her cunt. She couldn't help giggling when she felt the water bubbling like champagne against her feet and legs. Everyone laughed when she asked what made the water feel the way it did. Bob told her that their sex pool had a built-in ultrasonic vibrator and a whirlpool pump to liven things up a bit. June thought the water livened things up more than a bit.
She sat on one of the tile seats in the water and was instantly excited beyond belief. Her pussy suddenly came to life as it never had before, even during the wild fucking of a few minutes earlier. The vibrating, effervescent, fast-flowing water bubbled against her twat-lips and against her clit when she opened herself with her fingers. She couldn't resist sliding off the seat and lying in the water up to her chin, feeling sensations in her body that she had never felt before. It was like bathing in a whirlpool of champagne with the added effect of tiny electrical shocks over every inch of her skin. In a few seconds she was so horny she could have fucked an army.
The army was in the water with her in a few seconds, splashing and in general behaving like a troop of sex-crazed boy scouts and girl scouts.
Bob and Elain enjoyed their mutual fondling while they watched with pride and pleasure as their offspring went wild with unabashed sexuality. As soon as the straw and sweat of their fuck in the barn was washed away, the gang settled into a sexual free-for-all with no holds barred. Erect young penises and willing young cunts were everywhere around June. Arms were reaching out to feel tits and dicks and to explore offered cunts. June found herself reaching out too, almost blindly. She was lost again in the hot lust of the situation, too lost to hear the muffled voice of the old June calling out to her to stop her depraved activities.
Just as she felt her hand grasp a hard organ, she heard Elain call her over to where she and Bob were sitting. Elain asked her to sit between the two of them and let them diddle her cunt and play with her tits while they watched the kids have their fun. June had to agree that it sounded like fun. She sat between them on the tile seat. She spread her legs and leaned back slightly, thrusting her turned-on pussy out for the enjoyment of her hosts.
Bob reached down and rubbed the pliant lips of her hot twat with his thumb and forefinger. Then he started gently pinching her tingling clitoris, which was already as excited us it had been all day. Elain began running her feminine hands over June's silken body. Her palms glided over the wet silken flesh. June reached out and began stroking Elain's enormous breasts. They were heavy and as large as melons. Hard nipples peaked the ends of her heavy tits. From the sweet fragrance of the warm water and from the way her hands glided so effortlessly over Elain's breasts, June knew that scented oils had been liberally added to the sex-bath.
While June fondled and stroked Elain's out-thrust boobs, Bob was thinking up new ways to excite this horny schoolteacher. He wanted to earn the woman's favors. This bitch was the hottest thing Joey had brought his way in a long time. He was really enjoying himself with her, his distended cock ample proof of that fact.
June was just a bit disappointed when Bob took his hands off her cunt and slid into the water. Before he went under all the way he took a deep breath of air. She felt his strong hands grasping her upper legs and pulling her toward the edge of the seat. When she was sitting on the very edge she felt his slippery face pressing against her wet and bubbling pussy. Suddenly she felt an explosion of air shooting inside her open pussy-Bob was actually blowing air into her cunt! The feeling of all those bubbles bursting and rolling around her hairy twat was enough to make her forget about Elain's tits for a while.
Bob surfaced for a moment and saw from the look of bliss on her lovely face that June liked his new technique. He took another breath of air and blew it into her. Then he began nibbling on her tasty bud between blows of air. Elain continued to squeeze and pinch her new friend's tits while Bob worked on her cunt.
June opened her eyes and saw that the young people were having a good time too. Jolie was sitting on the edge of the sex-pool being eaten out by Mike, who was jerking himself off under the water, splashing around with his fast-pumping fist. Annie was kneeling in the water, her cunt covered in bubbles. Tony was positioned behind her, fucking her in the ass. Annie mewled and groaned with each stroke into her pretty behind. Her hand was working away between her own soft legs, playing with her pussy.
Twelve-year-old Cynthia was standing pressed up against the front of Joey's athletic body. Her tiny breasts were pushed flat against his muscular young torso. She was riding his standing cock like a hobby-horse, laughing like a baby with each bounce. His rod was firmly imbedded in her almost hairless little cunny. He held her an inch or two off the floor of the bath, his rigid staff supporting all her weight. Cynthia whimpered softly between gleeful laughs. June wondered how Joey's big cock must feel in Cynthia's little hole. She wondered how it could fit into her at all. June could almost feel his thick chunk of hard meat stretching her own tight pussy.
Bob's face was still buried between June's legs, lapping at her gash with a frenzy. He surfaced for air from time to time, grinning up at the lovely woman with a wicked look in his eye. It was that wicked look that made her think of the cruel-looking young man who had appeared in the door of the barn with Bob and Elain. She hadn't noticed that he had disappeared somewhere between the barn and the house. He had trailed behind, not seeming to want to join in the closeness and conviviality of the family's sex games. June was about to ask who he was when she remembered that Joey had mentioned an older brother. She decided that this strangely attractive young man must be Ron, the "big brother" with the big cock.
Her mind drifted as she remembered noticing the enormous bulge in the youth's jeans. The cruel look in his cold eyes had made her shudder inside. She was suddenly startled by something splattering against her face. She looked up and found herself staring into the eye-slit of a hard dick. In fact there, were three dicks staring back at her, all hard and engorged with hot blood. One of the cocks was shooting blasts of hot boy-sperm against her lips and cheeks. She looked up farther and found that it was Joey's cock that was blasting in her face. The two other rods were ready to shoot too, all of them swollen to proportions she had never dreamed possible in boys so young.
The girls were gathered about their mother, rubbing their cunts up against her arms and shoulders and tits, wetting her with their juices. Bob had surfaced again and was standing by Elain's side pumping his own tingling rod of flesh. June's face was soon running with streams of hot sperm. She tried to lick it all up and swallow it.
"Before June comes again, I think we ought to go to the recreation room and let Ron show her a good time. Everybody think that's a good idea?" Bob asked.
"This is a good time to meet Ron, now that you're so hot, I mean. I'll just bet you've never had an experience like the one we've got planned for you!" Elain said, all smiles.
Bob helped her to her feet and gave her a towel. All the boys and girls dried each other and followed their parents and June down a long hall to another large and specially constructed room. Inside June found a small theater. The place was dimly lit with colored lights. The air smelled of incense. There was a raised stage, lighted more brightly than the rest of the room. Seats were arranged in a semicircle in front of the stage, enough for perhaps fifty people. Mike led her to one in the center of the first row. The seat was comfortable enough, although the bristly fur with which it was covered tickled her bare ass and legs.
"My son Ron is studying to be an actor, June. He likes to be on the stage once in a while, so we had this little theater built for him," Elain said. "We all belong to a sort of private club. The members visit each other and try to stage a little 'entertainment' for each other from time to time. Ron really likes to do the entertaining and everyone seems to enjoy the way he puts on a show, especially us girls. I hope you'll decide to join our little club, June. It's rather exclusive but you more than qualify."
The family and their new friend waited a few moments for the show to begin. June felt all tingly inside, suspecting something dirty and sexually exciting was about to happen on that stage. The lights came up on the stage and the curtain slowly parted. A dark figure appeared and slowly walked to the center of the stage. The figure was hooded and dressed in a long black velvet cape. The garment parted in front and June was able to see a pair of hairy legs encased in heavy leather boots studded with shiny silver nails. She could see, through the eye-slits in the hood, the cold eyes of the young man she had seen in the barn.
A strange thrill raced up her spine. The evil look of this figure frightened and excited her. Her pussy was still tingling from the play in the sex-bath, and this strange spectacle wasn't calming her at all. She watched with eager eyes while the figure walked over to a peg-board that had been erected on stage. He ran his fingers sensually over several whips and chains that were displayed there. He picked up one of the long black whips and walked to the center of the stage, swinging the whip coolly, letting it drag against the floor with a cruel sound. He planted his feet far apart and slowly untied the black cape, opening it with one hand while he swung his whip with the other.
June stared wild-eyed when she saw the cape fall open, revealing a hard hairy body with muscles like steel. She gasped audibly when she saw the young man's mammoth sex organ swinging like a rope between his spread legs. She guessed that it was at least ten inches long and as thick as her wrist.
"That's my boy!" Bob whispered in June's ear.
Ron's huge cock fascinated the schoolteacher. Never in her life had she suspected that an organ of such enormous proportions could grow between a man's legs. She was both fascinated and afraid of the monster. Even in its soft state it looked heavy and menacing as it swung like a pendulum between Ron's thick and hairy legs. She watched in rapt attention as the youth threw off his cape and started dragging the leather whip across his thick cock. He caressed his dick with the long whip again and again. Then he took the hard handle of his whip and began moving his balls around with it. As he did so his organ began to fill out noticeably.
June stared as the bulbous mushroom head began to fill with blood and turn a dark reddish-purple color. The boy then began bumping his huge swinging balls harder and harder with the handle of the whip. He was jabbing himself between the legs with the whip handle so hard and fast that June wondered how he could stand the pain. When his cock was hanging half-hard and thicker than June believed a cock could get, he pulled off his hood and threw it at her. It fell in her lap. The young man stared at her with his cold and calculating eyes, sending chills down her spine. Then he did something that June dreaded yet half expected. He beckoned her to join him on the stage.
"It's all right, June darling," Elain said, her hand working away between her own legs.
"That's right, June. Just do what he tells you and you'll have the time of your life," Bob said, pumping on his standing prong. "You'll enjoy a good rough fuck."
Elain stood up and helped June to the stage. June's legs trembled as she mounted the stage, ascending the few steps reluctantly. She tried to avoid staring at the young man's midsection. On the stage the boy smiled coldly and held out his hand to her. She was afraid to respond. He snapped his fingers cruelly, making her start visibly. She reluctantly took his hand and was suddenly pulled toward him with terrific force, her big tits slapping up against his body and crushing against his hairy, well-developed chest.
Ron stared into June's eyes and grabbed her wrist, squeezing it hard until she felt some pain. He began to bend her arm, forcing her to fall on her knees before him. She wanted to cry out but thought it would be safer under the present circumstances to keep quiet and do his bidding. She found that he relaxed his cruel grip as soon as he was satisfied that she was submitting to his demands.
There was something oddly attractive about this cruel-looking young man. June felt a strange stirring inside her when she felt his powerful grip on her wrist. She stared up at him as she knelt there in submission, looking into his cleanly sculptured face. She could see not the slightest trace of response in his features other than his constant cold smile. She got the impression that he knew exactly what he wanted of her and exactly how to go about getting it.
She felt helpless before him. She was now kneeling with her face nearly rubbing the thick curly black hair of his groin. She was almost afraid to look down at his enormous hunk of male meat, afraid of what he might force her to do with it if she made any sign of recognizing it. He reached down and put his large heavy hand behind her head. He patted her head gently at first but then forced her face brutally against the bush of his groin.
She inhaled his heavy masculine scent deeply as her face was forced into the heavy growth of hair between his legs. He held her tyiere for a while and then put his hand on top of her head, forcing her face to descend until it stopped at the root of his big cock. June opened her frightened eyes and gazed at the organ that arched out from his pubic bush and hung away from his dark body like a length of fire hose. Her lips were soon pressed against the half-turgid flesh of his dick. She was afraid at first to move her lips, afraid to make any effort to arouse the young giant.
She felt his strong fingers move to the back of her neck, his fingers gripping the nape of her neck and squeezing until she thought her neck would break. She was forced to move her lips over the smooth skin of the boy's powerful penis. As soon as she started kissing his root he relaxed his grip on her. She knew now that she would have to arouse him even though the possible consequences frightened her. But she was beginning to enjoy her closeness to Ron's big cock. She was starting to feel the fire in her cunt again after having almost forgotten her passion because of her fear. The sight and scent and feel of the boy's unbelieveably huge organ was beginning to have a stimulating effect on her.
She moved her head back away from his body to get a better view of the cock she had previously been afraid to look at. He detected her interest and let her pull away from him. When she had taken in the spectacle of his gargantuan penis, she bent to her task with renewed dedication. She began planting hot wet kisses over the nineteen-year-old boy's cock, starting at the base of the menacing thing and running all the way to the end of it. She avoided his cock-head purposefully, saving it for last. By the time she had finished licking and kissing the rubbery thing, the head had become dark and swollen. Now the gigantic cock was almost fully erect, jutting out from Ron's body like a derrick of hard flesh.
She began lapping at the underside of his cock-head, teasing his hot glans with her busy tongue. She opened the slit of his dick with her tongue tip and tasted the bead of salty fluid that was beginning to seep out. While she licked him she reached under his cock and took his massive balls in her hand. She began to manipulate of his nuts gently. She soon found that the harder she squeezed his tender organs, the harder his cock became. His rod was soon fully erect and dripping. She wondered why her intense squeezing of his balls wasn't killing him. She decided to pull on them while she squeezed.
When she started pulling on his hairy sac he put his hands on the sides of June's pretty face and guided her mouth to his cock-head once again. He then squeezed her face until she had to open her lips. Without saying a word he had told her exactly what he wanted. He wanted her to take that gigantic cock of his into her mouth! She almost fainted at the thought. Kissing it was one thing, but taking it into her mouth was quite another. She thought it would choke her, it was of such great proportions. Yet she knew that if she didn't try to suck it there was no telling what he might do to her.
She opened her mouth as far as she could and managed with great difficulty to accept the thick turgid dick-head into her mouth. The swollen glans puffed out her cheeks and strained against the roof of her mouth as it grew even bigger. After she had gotten more used to the intruder and had learned to control her fear, she felt Ron's hands forcing her to bob up and down on it. She couldn't believe that he actually wanted her to face-fuck his huge organ. Yet he was forcing her to do just that, even though there was little enough-room in her mouth to hold the thing at all. But before long her mouth was full of his slippery pre-cum and became slick enough to allow it to slide in and out a bit more easily.
She managed to accommodate herself to the big thing although she still came close to gagging when it banged against the back of her throat. She thought it might choke her. Yet the cruel-eyed boy continued to mercilessly force her pretty head back and forth on his cock with ever increasing urgency. Just when she was beginning to worry about drowning in his cum, he pHHed her head off his post with a loud sucking sound. She looked up at him, nearly in tears, pleading with him not to stick it into her face again.
But he had other ideas-ideas that would hurt her even more.
He left her kneeling on the floor while he went to get something from behind the curtain. When she saw the contraption she felt a pang of fear mixed with sexual desire. He set up a heavy-looking contrivance, much too heavy for her to move, consisting of a wooden frame that stood upright with what appeared to be shackles dangling from it. He grabbed the woman's arm and dragged her over to the wicked-looking contraption. This time she was really afraid to do as he ordered and she put up a useless fight. He squeezed and shook the fight out of her quickly enough and got her arms firmly clamped in the shackles. She turned around just as he snapped the final shackle around her wrist. She looked out into the dim light of the theater, pleading with her eyes for someone to save her. She saw that her little audience was as excited as she was. They were all playing with each other's organs and having a great time watching her suffering, such as it was.
She shuddered when she felt the shackles around her wrists. She was turned with her back to the audience. She saw the cruel torturer move around behind her. What was he going to do? she wondered. Was he going to lash her with one of his wicked-looking whips? She felt butterflies in her stomach. At the same time, all this had a strangely exciting effect on her. She couldn't understand what was turning her on so powerfully. It was amazing! She was in a helpless situation and about to be tortured in some terrible way, yet she was enjoying it sexually!
She suddenly felt something dragging over her delicate shoulders. She turned her head around and saw that it was the leather thongs of a cat-o-nine-tails. Luckily for her it had no metal barbs attached to it. He slapped her face and hit her on the shoulder with the whip. She felt a sharp pain on her shoulder, then another and another. She somehow knew that the thongs were not marking her in any way and that the boy was purposefully holding back his strokes. Yet the pain was real enough to excite her.
The whip began to fall over her back, tingling her skin. It struck her sides, her legs, and finally her full, perfect, womanly ass. It lingered on her asscheeks, then fell again and again until her butt tingled with pain. Ron brought the rawhide thongs up between her legs, tickling her furry gash from behind. She began to feel her legs trembling as he inserted the handle of the whip between her asscheeks. What was he going to do? She felt fear rising within her again. She heard him spit. She was afraid he might have spat on the handle of the whip to make it ... to make it slip inside her ass! She was terrified!
But the object he was spitting on was not the handle of the whip at all. The object poking up against her ass was the jutting rock-hard staff of his cock. She cried out loud when she thought of that huge organ entering her ass. It would be worse than the whip handle. It would tear her apart! It was as big as her wrist and as hard as a baseball bat. How could she live through such a cruel ravishment? She cried in terror and then fell silent, realizing that nobody would come to her aid.
She could only hold her breath when she felt the hard head of his dick butting up against her asshole. He thrust harder and harder. Her asshole tensed involuntarily to keep the intruder out. Even her buttocks clenched around his cock-head. He felt her resistance and struck her hard, very hard, with his whip across the back of her legs. Still she kept him out. He struck her again and again with ever-increasing strength. She could feel welts appearing on her sensitive skin. She knew she would have to let him into her.
She relaxed her anal sphincter enough to let the big head of his organ into her asshole. His next thrust was successful in forcing it inside her. She felt great pain when it tore into her. She writhed as a burning pain raced around inside her anus. She felt his cock filling her to the bursting point. He was rough in his entry, shoving his cock up to the hilt in one or two major thrusts. He quickly began punching his cock in and out of her, before she had even had time to get used to it. On each outward motion he almost let the head pop out of her hole.
It wasn't long before the pain decreased, overshadowed by the sensual desire growing in her other orifice. This butt-fucking was beginning to turn her on in a new and different way. She found it hard to believe that she was actually enjoying this wildly rough and painful fuck. She began to move with the boy to meet his hard thrusts. Her tits bounded and jiggled as she helped Ron fuck her in the ass. She looked around at him and saw that his face had changed somewhat. For the first time he had a look of pleasure on his face, not the hard cruel look he had had at first. She began to wonder if perhaps his cruelty had been an act from the very beginning.
She found herself wishing that she had someone to fuck her in the cunt while she was being screwed from behind. Her wishes were granted instantly. As if through telepathy, the crowd of horny onlookers gathered around her and began fondling her warm trembling body. The shackles were removed and she was allowed to move as she wished. But now she wanted to let Ron go on butt-fucking her. She loved it!
Elain began to fondle June's massive ma'am-maries and Bob positioned himself in front of her. He inserted the head of his throbbing cock in June's sopping wet gash. He began to pummel her wildly, forcing sensations within her to rise to new heights. She knew now that it would not be long before she came as never before. She felt the two big cocks rubbing together inside her, felt them straining against the thin membrane that separated them. Suddenly, just as she felt her orgasm rising within her like a fountain, the father and son shot off together inside her. She felt jism shooting into her ass from Ron's huge dick. She thought she would burst from the sheer volume of it. She felt Bob's cum blast into her from his churning and excited nuts. She felt the ejaculated sperm running down her legs, dripping from her cunt and her ass.
The children busied themselves licking up their father's and their oldest brother's sperm from June's beautiful quaking legs. June finally collapsed right there on the floor and fell off to sleep while the family lovingly fondled her. They soon joined her in a deep and blissful sleep, all their bodies drained of sexual tension, their minds floating in a sea of calm.
The morning after her wild fuck, June found herself in bed, the clear sunlight of a new and beautiful day streaming in through her open window. The scent of fresh country air and the feeling of unutterable happiness the day brought with it mirrored her inner tranquility. She had never before felt so young and alive. She felt as new as the morning, ready to begin a new life, to continue the journey she had just begun the day before. From this day forward, she vowed, every day of her life would be in some way devoted to pleasures of the flesh, pleasures which she knew would eventually widen her horizons and enrich her life experience.
Brimming with happiness, she donned a transparent dressing gown that had been thoughtfully left for her beside her bed and went downstairs to join the family for breakfast. She was greeted warmly and made to feel like a member of the family. She ate a hearty breakfast with an appetite that surprised her. Food even tasted better than ever before! All her senses were sharper, clearer and more alive. Her new vitality was obvious to everyone.
"The country air seems to have done you a world of good, June!" Elain smiled at her, taking her hand lovingly.
"Country fuckin', you mean!" Joey put in.
"He's right, Elain. You're both right! I've never felt this way before. It's as if the years have just rolled away and left me feeling like a girl again. It's so beautiful! You're all so beautiful," she said, almost in tears.
"I'm kinda sorry I acted like such a mean bastard. June," Ron grinned at her. "I just play that part for the hell of it. I figured you'd enjoy that kind of kick once you got into it. I hope I didn't hurt you too much."
"You didn't hurt me at all, Ron. But next time don't play the part so convincingly. You really frightened me for a while." June laughed.
"I'll remember that next time. There will be a next time, won't there?" Ron asked.
"I certainly hope so," June smiled.
"We were wondering what your plans are for the rest of the summer, June," Bob said. "Are you spending your vacation anywhere in particular? If not, you're perfectly welcome to spend as much of it with us as you like."
CHAPTER SIX
By the time June reached Key West she was excited at the prospect of meeting the two swingers the Enders family had told her about. Her stay at the Enders farm had lasted a week longer than she had tentatively planned, an extra seven days of considerable pleasure for everyone. She had been on the road for a week now, taking her time, seeing the sights along the way. She had even spent some time in bars in the various cities she had visited, something she would never have done in her previous sterile life. She had been pleased to find that men were attracted to her as soon as she entered a bar or a nightclub. She was an object of attention wherever she went. And the men who attended to her were always more than willing to treat her to a night of hot fucking.
But even though she had enjoyed her one-night stands with the men who had picked her up, and had gained considerable sex experience with these men, she still felt a burning desire for young boys. She hoped to fulfill this desire at the Elstons'. She remembered that Joey had told her that the Elstons ran some kind of school. The thought of being so close to so many children excited her, even though she knew she was not likely to be in a position to enjoy sex with any of them.
Bob and Elain had called the Elstons and arranged a meeting for the obvious purpose of engaging in mutually gratifying activities. The directions were clear enough. Even so, June was surprised when the house, or more accurately the estate, loomed into view. She found herself before a heavy iron gate that could have stopped a tank. She pressed a button on an intercom and was immediately answered by a deep voice. She announced herself and was given permission to enter the premises. The voice greeted her warmly and asked her to forgive the tight "security" measures. She was told that the Elstons were not at home at the moment but were due to return shortly. The huge gate opened automatically, and she noticed with a strange inner twinge, closed securely behind her.
June drove quite some distance through palm-planted sand before she saw the huge Spanish-style house looming up white and brilliant before her. She had noticed that there had been two fences, one inside the other, the inner fence electrified, the outer fence topped with barbed wire. Between these two fences had been a large open space of carefully tended grounds. The second gate had opened automatically for her too, as if she were being watched somehow.
She felt a bit peculiar as she stood beside her car looking at the impressive house. She couldn't help wondering why these people had constructed such elaborate "security" devices-automatic gates and, she thought, hidden camera monitors. Could they really be as rich as all that? Or was there something else they were trying to hide behind all that "security"?
As she walked to the door she noticed two other large white buildings off at some distance to one side of the main house. She could also see a stretch of beach off in the distance. She thought she could see a group of people on the beach, playing with beach balls. Her interest was aroused even further when she realized that those distant people were apparently not wearing any clothes. Before she had a chance to evaluate what she thought she saw down on the beach, the heavy double doors swung open to reveal a sight that almost made her faint with excitement and surprise.
Standing at the door, wearing only a short white houseboy's jacket and a ruffled white shirt, was a handsome black boy of no more than sixteen years. He wore nothing on the lower part of his youthful body other than an erect dick of excellent proportions. He smiled at her warmly. Her gaze fell quickly from his handsome smile to his handsome cock. It was a good eight inches long and hard as steel, topped with a bulging head that already glistened with pre-cum. The boy turned and motioned for the pretty visitor to enter with the polish of a well-trained domestic. His apparently well-trained cock stood out from his curly-haired groin like a dark tree trunk when he turned and stood in profile to her.
June wanted to enter the Elston house and participate in the adventures she knew lay before her there, but was frozen into immobility. She could hardly think. She could feel nothing but the sudden desire the lewd boy inspired in her. Her sensual reaction to the obscene display of the boy's nearly naked body was immediate and powerful. She could already feel tinglings and surges deep within her belly. Her pussy was moistening and her vaginal muscles were responding to the cock that was not yet inside her. She might have stood at the door forever watching the boy's big black dick jerk above his soft heavy balls, had he not spoken softly and broken the spell.
"Won't you come in and make yourself comfortable, Miss Wilson?" he suggested. "Mr. and Mrs. Elston will return shortly. May I entertain you in the meantime?"
"Entertain me?" June somehow forced herself to ask, her voice weak and a bit dry.
"May I fuck you while you wait for Mr. and Mrs. Elston? Or would you rather suck my cock?" he asked, wrapping his fingers around his swollen black organ and sliding the heavy foreskin up and down its rigid length.
June was seized by the sudden urge to fall to her knees before this handsome black kid and suck all the cum out of his nuts. But she was still hypnotized by the rhythm of his bobbing cock. She was no longer afraid to act on her emotions, having learned to use her femininity to advantage. And she was no longer in the least revolted or shocked by any sexual situation. But she was still unable to move, unable to tear her eyes away from the boy's midsection.
Apparently appreciating her immobile state, the boy turned and walked away from her. She snapped out of her strange trance and followed him into the immaculately kept if somewhat cavernous house. She thrilled to the lithe power of the black boy as he walked in front of her, entranced by the way his dark skin moved with his strong muscles. She wanted to reach out and feel his smooth young buttocks as they moved up and down before her.
Without saying a word the boy motioned to a soft-looking divan covered in supple leather. She took his silent suggestion and lay back in the big chair. He smiled at her again and walked away, disappearing through a curtained arch. She wondered if he would return soon. She was more than ready now to suck his cock or get fucked in her moist cunt. Now that she was in control of herself again she hoped he hadn't been insulted by her inability to take advantage of his offer.
Her fears dissolved when she saw the boy approaching her again, his hard post jutting in front of him. By his side was one of the prettiest young girls June had ever seen. Her eyes were the most delicate hazel and her hair was a light auburn hue. Her clear complexioned young cheeks were flushed a fine pink. Her skin was smooth and tight and her pretty young lips were perfect in their rosy naturalness. She had about her the pert alertness of a person who enjoyed her duties, whatever they were.
"Perhaps we should introduce ourselves, Miss Wilson," the boy said. "This is Michele, Miss Wilson. She is the upstairs maid. On special occasions like this one she comes downstairs. Her usual duties revolve around Mrs. Elston's personal hygiene. She also performs such duties as Mrs. Elston requires to relieve various tensions."
"Yes, Miss Wilson," the girl said. "I bathe Mrs. Elston and occasionally massage her in a special way."
"I am Robert, Miss Wilson, a former student of Mr. and Mrs. Elston. I attend to various household duties, including the entertainment of Mr. and Mrs. Elston's numerous guests. In other words, Miss Wilson, I am the house dick." The boy smiled.
"I can certainly see why you call yourself that, Robert," June said, feeling bolder by the minute. "What type of school does Mr. Elston have, for Heaven's sake?"
"I think .he would prefer to tell you about that himself. Suffice it to say that our school is quite exclusive and quite unconventional. I believe I have learned my lessons well enough to satisfy your every desire. Shall we proceed?" Robert's voice was quiet and controlled, an exciting contrast with his rampantly erect penis and the sexual heat that seemed to radiate from his black body.
"Indeed," June smiled. "Let us proceed."
"Perhaps Miss Wilson would like one of your expert massages, Michele." Robert said.
"Gladly," June replied, her body tingling with anticipation.
The hot-cocked houseboy bent over June's luscious supine body and began unbuttoning her light silk blouse. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply the intoxicating scent of her perfume. She closed her eyes and let herself be turned on expertly by the two professional sex-playmates, allowing her feminine charms to seduce them as well. She noticed immediately that there was no coldness in their attention to her. She realized the two young people really did want to excite her, and she could tell that they were being excited by her in turn.
It was only now that she was actually being attended to that she felt the first dizzying realization that all of this was real, not a dream or a sex fantasy. She was actually lying on a divan in a mansion being turned on by a sixteen-year-old black stud and a fifteen-year-old girl in a French maid's uniform. It was too much to believe. Yet so many unbelievable things had already happened to her since her visit with the Enders family that even this strange situation had to be real.
Michele, whose maid's uniform concealed little of her lusciousness, removed June's shoes and began massaging her feet. The girl's lips were soon playing over June's feet. She began sucking June's toes one by one, a sensation June thoroughly enjoyed. She had given up wearing a bra when she had decided to spend a summer searching for sex. When Robert opened her blouse her naked tits burst into full view in all their quaking pink splendor. The boy stared at the woman's melons, obviously pleased with their size and softness. She knew from the blissful look on his handsome face that she was one of the sexiest women he had had the opportunity to "entertain" for the Elstons. June could tell that her ultra-feminine charms were having the desired effect on this boy. He was a just boy after all, in spite of his vast experience and all the sex-tricks he may have been taught by the Elstons.
Robert smiled down at her, no longer in his previously self-controlled way. His smile seemed to quaver a little on his face, as if her charms made him nervous. He bent over her tits and started to suck the soft little nipples into his mouth. Her tit-tips hardened into lovely little conical projections that tingled against his tongue. He let them pop out of his mouth occasionally, giving her a sensation she loved. And while he sucked her tits he kneaded the warm globes of flesh with one of his strong young hands. With his other hand he stroked her silken stomach, which was bare and inviting above the belt of her skirt.
While Michele sucked June's toes lovingly, Robert reached down and began to unzip June's skirt. She raised herself up off the divan and allowed the boy to remove her garment completely. Michele took the skirt and folded it neatly, with a careful attention June found amusing, considering the circumstances.
June was stark naked now. Before she'd left Indiana, Elain had pursuaded her to discard all of her panties in favor of a more "natural" mode of dress. Naked, she was lasciviously exposed to the manipulations of her loving attendants. Her creamy pink body reclined carelessly on the divan like some vision of loveliness in a painting hung over a bar in an Old West saloon. She felt like a queen, rich in the power she knew she had over these two young and horny domestics. It was a wicked feeling and one that excited her in a new and strange way.
Robert beamed when he realized that this lovely woman was all he had expected and more. Naked, she was even more lusty and fresh than she appeared dressed. The black boy quickly removed his shirt and jacket and stood over her in virile young nakedness. But even though he knew how powerful he looked with his rock-hard black dick jutting out from his muscular loins, he suddenly felt like a little boy. It was as if her unbelievable beauty had reached deep inside him and made him forget his experience with sex and the lessons he had been taught by the Elstons in their unconventional "school".
June detected the sudden change that came over the boy. Michele, who appeared to be none too bright, was still the dutiful girl she had seemed at the beginning of the encounter. But Robert actually seemed younger and less sure of himself. Michele busied herself for a while folding Robert's shirt and jacket. Then, with the same air of work-a-day casualness, she began to rub her soft warm hands up and down June's bare legs.
June couldn't help staring up at the dark body that towered over her. Though young, the boy was physically well developed, even apart from his more than ample sexual equipment. She reached out with her soft warm hand and touched his rippling stomach muscles. He flinched when he felt her eager fingers on his belly, as if her touch was too exciting to take. Sure of her hold on his attention and the passion she was inspiring within him, she let her exploring hand descend into the jet-black growth of hair on his groin. She tangled her fingers in his love-hair, tickling the dark skin of his groin with her fingernails. Then she let her fingers find their way to the stiff root of his big dick. His cock snapped to attention when her fingers touched the root. It seemed to June that all the boy's energy was concentrated in his cock now. The rest of his body was a quivering mass of feverishly excited flesh.
She felt the intense heat radiating from his cock and spreading through his curly groin-hair when she dropped her hand there. She let her hand brush almost absent-mindedly against the young man's staff. His dick stood up against his belly now in the cock-stance of a young boy. June's arm was wet with pre-seminal fluid from his swollen cock-head. She rubbed her arm against his rigid dick until the salty fluid dripped down her arm all the way to her elbow. She had never seen such a juicy cock. She knew how excited he was by now.
June's crimson cunt was juicy too. While she played with Robert's penis her own organ dripped with sex-honey. Her clit got stiff and tingled with passion. Her cunt-flesh quivered and came alive, becoming a hot pink sucking hole, eager to suck into itself anything that approached it. Michele's pretty hands approached it. She had been stroking June's creamy exposed legs from her feet all the way to the quivering flesh of her inner thighs. The hotter June's cunt got the closer to her pussy Michele's hands ventured. It was as if her pussy attracted the girl's fingers like a sex-magnet.
June gasped when she felt the little maid's fingernails brushing lightly over the ragged lips of her hot snatch. She felt the girl moving her cunt-lips, opening them, exposing in the most lewd manner the hot pink cavern of her womanhood. She felt Michele's dainty fingers entering her, tracing outlines of mysterious designs on the wide-open lips of her cunt. She felt her clit being squeezed gently between two of the girl's fingers, felt her belly quake and quiver each time Michele moved her fingers over the hot spot. She spread her legs even wider apart, opening herself completely, begging silently for the girl's face to press against her cunt.
Michele wanted to suck the woman's juicy cunt. She knew that June wanted it too, knew by the way her legs opened, almost as if her cunt and not her brain now controlled the movements of her body. Michele fell against the fragrant bush of the woman's luscious cunt. She loved to eat pussy, loved to satisfy Mrs. Elston and her girl friends by sucking the hell out of them. But she had never before seen such a perfect cunt as June's. It was everything that made a woman's sex beautiful. It seemed to glow like a red-hot jewel. It was hot and fragrant, musky and moist, fresh and alive. Michele buried her face in it and sighed with pleasure.
June was still attending to her attendant's cock. By this time he seemed to have no control over his organ at all. The big thing kicked and jumped like a runaway stallion. She grabbed it and held it tightly to keep it from jumping up and down. Robert reached down and grabbed his taffy-colored balls, holding them in place, squeezing them hard. June admired the perfect shape of the big cylinder of flesh. She stared at the fist-sized knob of drum-tight flesh on the end of it. She had never seen a black cock before. She was thrilled by the delicate shading and by the deep masculine scent that filled her nostrils.
She pursed her pretty lips and kissed the eye-slit at the tip of the boy's rampant dick. She savored the saltiness of his pre-seminal oozing, licking it up off the shaft. He was so juicy that she was able to collect quite a mouthful of the salty fluid. She swallowed it and then she swallowed his cock. She raised up slightly off the divan and positioned herself over the head of the boy's dick. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and plunged down over it, taking it deep down into her throat in one swift motion.
She looked up at the boy's face and saw an expression of unspeakable bliss. His eyes were closed tightly and his mouth was twisted into a look of ecstasy. It was as if she were sucking the soul out of him. At the same time he looked young and helpless, his body quaking before the luscious woman. June reached out and grabbed his smooth muscular ass, holding him as still as she could considering the sexual torture his horny body was experiencing. She knew that he could shoot a healthy load of hot cum into her in a second or two unless she held off a bit. He probably knew how to control his ejaculation, she thought, but had forgotten under her onslaught.
Michele was still playing with June's pussy. She had inserted a finger into her cunt-hole and was finger-fucking her while June sucked the boy's cock. Michele was not satisfied for long with merely having one finger in the woman's roomy cunt. She added another finger and then another and another until she had all her fingers stuffed inside. She snaked and twisted her hand around until it was all the Way up June's vagina. June groaned and moaned deep in her throat. It was groaning caused as much by Michele's intruding fist as by Robert's big hard cock.
June loved the feeling of the black kid's organ deep in her sucking throat. She began bobbing her head up and down over the thing, making it slide back and forth in her throat.
Whenever she felt his dick stiffen and swell suddenly, she stopped her head-bobbing and let his balls regain control of themselves. She didn't want him to shoot her full of cum just yet.
Michele ever-so-slowly pulled her hand out of June's hot wet channel. She opened her fist and pinched her fingers together when she came near the exit hole. Her hand slipped out much more easily than it had entered. She buried her face once again in the woman's cunt, which had become much juicier under the influence of Michele's expert hand. The young domestic lapped up her pussy-honey, cleaving the lips of June's gash with her tongue, parting the inner lips and thrusting her tongue deep inside the coral channel. June began to whimper. She could feel Michele's soft young titties brushing against her naked legs as she ate her cunt.
By now June could hardly keep the boy from rocking back and forth against her face. She decided that he deserved the chance to blow her a load of black gold. She let him buck up against her, forcing his prick against her tonsils. June began to move her silken legs sensuously, writhing with pleasure, pushed to the brink of orgasm by the lovely Michele's lapping and corkscrewing tongue. June felt the black boy suddenly tense in every fiber of his body. He held his arms tightly against his sides, his fists balled, his firm young muscles standing out as if in great exertion. Suddenly, as if from a sperm-gun, a shot of hot white cum blasted into the woman's sucking throat, almost choking her with its volume. The blast was followed by another and another and another. June wondered if the boy would ever stop coming into her. She counted twelve strong shots before his cum began merely dribbling from his pole.
June too was coming in her own feminine way. She felt the familiar yet always satisfying rush of hot fire and electrical sensation from her tense little clit all the way to her brain. It was a particularly satisfying orgasm and she mewled with pleasure. Her cunt gushed sticky musky moisture all over the maid's pretty face. When Michele took her mouth away from June's cunt and looked up to see if the woman approved of her work, June saw the maid's cheeks were wet with her hot gushings.
After she had swallowed all of Robert's cum she let his slowly softening rod ease out of her mouth and fall in front of him like a length of hose. She licked the thing from base to head again and again, lapping up the cum that had dribbled from her mouth. The boy was nearly crying with joy. He seemed almost unable to keep his balance, ready to collapse in a heap of exhausted teenage flesh.
"Was it really that good, Robert darling?" she smiled almost teasingly.
All she heard from the boy was a deep groan of pleasure. He reached out and brought her face against his cock again, as if unable to let her remove her lips from it even long enough to talk. She licked and sucked his organ for some time until it began to fill out again. June knew that this would happen eventually but was surprised at how soon he was ready for more. She took his swinging black balls in her hands and weighed them, pulling on them from time to time.
Michele, having brought her lady to climax, was now ready to share in the cunt-moistening fun in a more complete way. She stood up and pulled her petite maid's uniform up over her head. She wore no panties under the skirt. June saw a beautiful little cunt barely covered with downy light brown hair. The girl's body was pink and delicate like June's, only much younger and less fully developed. The girl's pert little titties stood out firmly from her body. They were topped with tiny cherry-like nipples that were already stiff and excited. Gooseflesh covered her aureoles. June wanted to reach out and feel the little mounds of flesh the girl presented for her. But Michele had a better idea.
"May I sit on your face, Miss Wilson?" Michele asked, very politely.
"Oh, do!" June said, laughing inside at the girl's formality.
Michele took advantage of her lady's kindness and straddled the divan, poising her pretty gash just over June's face. June sank down in the soft leather chair until her face was only an inch or two from the girl's lightly fringed cunny. Robert stood aside for a while and tried to regain his customary composure. He had been taught not to let his emotions run away with him. Even at sixteen he was able to keep a woman writhing in pleasure for hours without coming himself. But he had failed miserably this time and was a bit ashamed-not that the woman herself had expressed any dissatisfaction. Feeling the tension rising in his balls again he grabbed his cock and began pumping it while he watched Michele and June go at it.
June stuck out her tongue and let it tickle the girl's rosy sex bud. Michele's legs were spread so wide that her pussy was stretched open all the way. June could see right inside her cunt, could see the coral sex-flesh she craved. She did with her own tongue what Michele had done for her, causing the girl to quiver and shake all over with lust. It suddenly struck June that all this hot fucking was taking place in the house of someone she didn't even know. She didn't know what made the thought come to her but she suddenly felt very strange, as if she were being watched.
While she diddled the girl's moistening pussy with her tongue and played with her cunt lips, Robert positioned himself between the woman's wide-spread legs. His cock was fully erect now and dripping again with lubricating fluid. He pushed his cock-head against her cunt and elicited a little cry from her when he forced it into her. He began pistoning the pretty woman immediately, unable to take it slowly due to his intense horniness. He bucked and chuffed against her until his balls slapped against the chair and hurt him considerably.
June responded to the feel of a hard cock in her cunt. She rose to meet his very thrust, participating in the fuck with hot abandon. Michele too began to move with the rhythmic rocking of the two bodies. She pumped up and down on June's face, forcing June's tongue deep inside her fifteen-year-old twat. June's nose banged against the girl's clit with each thrust. Michele's pert tits bounced and jiggled as she jounced up and down on the woman's face. It wasn't long before she began to shriek and whimper as her orgasm tore through her fine firm body like a tornado. Her little pussy grew wet and contracted against June's impaling tongue. June lapped up the moisture and smiled warmly.
Robert continued to screw the older woman with a passion. He was still unable to control the pace of his fucking. He knew he should hold back his ejaculation in order to satisfy her, but he was so unbelievably turned on by the horny schoolteacher that he had lost all control. He pounded away at her with a wild pace, his cock arching up against the inner channel of her soft vagina. He thrust into her again and again, mindless of the rules of fucking that the Elstons had taught him. In a few minutes he was shooting into her again.
June felt torrents of hot cum spray against her insides as the boy came. She felt her own pussy tighten around his jackhammer, holding him in place while he shot. She felt herself rising to a climax, rising, rising, as he kept fucking her even while he was softening inside her. Michele was lying over June now, kneeling on the floor beside her, kissing her tit-flesh, rubbing her young hands over the nest of June's twat. June could resist her orgasm not a second longer.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mr. and Mrs. Elston were incredibly quiet when they slipped in through a side door unannounced. They sat quietly on a love seat at a far corner of the room and observed the goings-on with the casualness of two somewhat jaded indulgers. They were the perfect picture of refinement. He was in his late fifties, she in her early fifties, both impeccably tailored and stiff as boards.
A few minutes after all the participants in the fuck on the divan had climaxed and rested for a while, Mr. Elston cleared his throat loudly to capture their attention. June was quite startled by the sound and the instant realization that they were not alone in the big room. She gathered that she and her new-found friends had been observed during at least part of their activities.
Robert stood up when he saw them and bowed slightly from the waist. Michele stood up and curtsied. Her pussy was still dripping with her womanly secretions. Robert's deflated but still lengthy cock was still dribbling semen. Mr. and Mrs. Elston stood up and walked over a bit stiffly to where June was lying.
June was still shocked at seeing the couple there. She somehow struggled to her feet and tried desperately to look natural in such an unnatural situation. She felt terribly naked now that the two elegantly dressed onlookers were eyeing her body coolly and appraisingly. She couldn't bring herself to struggle into her clothes. That would have been much too degrading, she thought.
June simply stood there, still glowing from the exertion of her wild screwing, naked as a jay and strangely willing to let Mr. and Mrs. Elston look her over. June thought these two people were more than a bit odd, but she appreciated their taste in maids and butlers. She hoped they might have something else to share with her.
"Good afternoon, Miss Wilson," Mrs. Elston finally said, breaking an almost unbearable silence. "I trust Robert and Michele have made you quite at home in our absence."
"Yes, quite at home," June smiled.
"Thank you, Robert," Mrs. Elston said.
Robert and Michele nodded and disappeared, carrying their clothes on their arms. "We are terribly sorry that we were unable to greet you properly. School business occasionally takes us away from the premises. As a teacher yourself, I'm quite certain you understand," she continued.
"School business?" June asked in a somewhat puzzled voice.
"Yes, darling, school business. Didn't Bob and Elain tell you?" Mrs. Elston inquired.
"Yes, June. Lydia and I are headmaster and headmistress of the Elston Academy for Disturbed Boys. By "disturbed" we mean only that the boys under our care are more strongly motivated toward sexual pursuits than so-called "normal" boys. Their parents have found it impossible to contain their sexual appetites and have resorted to sending them to us for our expert assistance," Mr. Elston explained in a cultured monotone.
"Of course, our activities are all directed toward the satisfying of their instincts. Equally obvious is the fact that our activities do not permit openness with the outside world. Our curriculum, though strictly intended to benefit our charges and enable them to intermingle more successfully with society, would be looked upon by those outside our circle as libertine and are, we admit, highly illegal. It is imperative, therefore, that no mention of our work here ever be made to anyone," Mrs. Elston droned.
"Through diligent attention to the boys' needs and through understanding, we often enable parents to receive their sons back into their own homes after a few months of our tutelage. This results in a constant flow of boys, which we hope might interest you," Mr. Elston said.
June felt his somewhat vacant stare passing over her body and resting on her furry cunt.
"Bob and Elain Enders brought their son Joey to us when he was thirteen. By that time he had already developed an amazingly strong desire to fuck anything that moved. We enabled him to channel his energies into productive areas, areas that are not only pleasant but also lucrative. Bob and Elain were so pleased with our work that they took a course or two here themselves. They later enrolled all their children in one of our mixed classes and learned many of the things they shared with you," Mrs. Elston said.
"They assured us that you would keep our secrets and enjoy the many things we can show you. In return for our efforts, you can help to satisfy the hunger our boys have for sex. After all, June, we have eighty-three boys here and need all the help we can get," Mr. Elston said.
June couldn't believe the story she was being told at first. But the more she thought of her recent discoveries and the fact that she hadn't believed any of her experiences at first, the more she came to accept what they were telling her as dizzyingly real. Could these two obviously jaded and immensely wealthy indulgers really have eighty-three young oversexed boys under their care? The mere thought of it all caused June's recently fucked pussy to heat up again.
"Jonathan, my dear, why don't we show June around the grounds?" Mrs. Elston suggested.
"I'd love to see the grounds, among other things," June whispered. Her boldness amazed even her. She knew that at last she was in total control of herself and from now on would direct all her energies toward the pursuit of pleasure, regardless of social taboos and the almost lost memory of the old June Wilson she had sought to destroy.
"We would love to show you the "other things," , June dear," Mrs. Elston said, taking June by the hand.
"You need not bother to dress, June. We are quite informal here, quite informal indeed, as you will soon discover," Mr. Elston said, taking her other hand.
On her walking tour June discovered that the grounds were far more extensive than she had originally thought. She was informed by her guides that the large area was necessary to insulate the compound from the outside world. She was told that the "charges" had completely free run of the compound up to the second gate she had encountered when she arrived. She was also told that the area outside that gate was fitted with photoelectric relays that would sound an alarm if they were tripped. She was then informed that the alarm had never been sounded once in the entire existence of the academy. The boys seemed perfectly willing to stay there and enjoy the "recreational" facilities.
June listened intently to the exciting things the pair told her about their illicit establishment. They told her that some of the boys under their care could ejaculate twelve times in one day with no discomfort at all. She asked how such horny boys could stand being without girls for so long. She was told that girls were available from a similar all-girl school not far away which was run by friends of theirs. She was informed that girls were brought in once each week to cater to the needs of the boys, thereby satisfying both sexes. The sex play that ensued was guided under strictly controlled conditions. The boys and girls were instructed during the sessions on the proper way to enjoy sex. But during the six days when the girls and boys were not together it was up to Mr. and Mrs. Elston to keep them occupied. That, they informed her, was one reason for the invitation.
She followed her guides to the large building they called the cafeteria and entered after them. She was amazed to discover a room full of horny young boys. They were all seated around a very long table laden with food. The thing that amazed her the most was the fact that all of these boys were naked or wearing very little to cover the erections that seemed to shoot up between all their legs soon after they espied June standing in the doorway in her naked state.
Also in the room were three girls, or rather young women of slightly under twenty-one, she guessed. They were wearing almost the same kind of maid's uniforms Michele had worn as they stood at various places around the table, serving the food. They were dressed slightly differently from Michele, however. Holes were cut in their bodices, allowing their pert breasts to be displayed proudly while the boys ogled the blatantly exposed feminine charms.
June's pussy came alive at the sight of all those naked young boys of all ages. They sat around the table like a horde of young libertines about to partake of a wild sex feast. All the heads in the room turned almost in unison toward the new woman visitor. She stood between Mr. and Mrs. Elston like a rose between two old thorns. They smiled benignly at the sea of handsome young faces and led June closer to the table.
"Are you quite certain you want to go through with this?" Mrs. Elston asked. "You know, these boys can be quite demanding. Some of the women we introduce to them are unable to cope with their insistent demands. It takes a very strong and willing woman to satisfy so many hard cocks."
"My wife is quite correct," Mr. Elston added.
"Of course, if you find it impossible to accept all they have to offer, you need merely call and we will come and put a stop to the revelry. I want you to understand that these boys, most of them at least, are-not yet schooled in the art of making the small sacrifices that make sex more acceptable to their female partners. In other words, June, they might fuck you so hard and fast that you can't stand it."
"I wouldn't worry about that, Mr. Elston," June laughed. "I can tell just by looking at them that we'll get along just fine. Of course there's no way in the world to let them all enjoy me at once. They'll just have to take turns. If I need any help I'll let you know."
With that she raised one leg high in front of her until her foot was over her head, opening her gaping cunt to the gaze of the horny onlookers. There was a general shout of approval as she opened herself to the boys.
"Come and get it!" she said, in a voice full of sultry sexiness.
She heard an immediate commotion as all the chairs shot backward and the young horde rushed toward her. She was afraid for just a moment when she saw that sea of bodies rushing at her. She looked behind her for help but found that Mr. and Mrs. Elston had disappeared. She was immediately pinned against a wall by a big boy of sixteen or seventeen. There was a huge tapestry hanging against the wall and it cushioned the blow. The boy gazed into her eyes wildly, a look of fanatical possessiveness glazing his eyes.
She felt other hands touching her for a minute or two. Then she heard him shout in a powerful gruff voice, "Get the fuck away from my fuckin' woman! I get to fuck this one first."
"Shit, Jocko, don't be so damn greedy!" another boy said, releasing his hold on her tits nevertheless.
"O.K., you guys. This dumb bastard wants to have first stab at her. Let the fucker have his way. Guess we might as well just sit around and jack off, men. This might take all day," a younger boy with long shaggy hair said.
There was a general groan of capitulation as the other hands let go of her. The boys retreated to a safe distance and took their own stiff rods in their hands, stroking themselves while they watched Jocko have at her. June, for her part, could do nothing but stand there, even if she had wanted to get away. This boy was bigger than she was and much stronger. His shoulders were broad and his chest was one solid mass of tough muscle. He stared deep into her eyes and held her shoulders pinned against the wall.
"These other little sons-o-bitches don't give a fuck who screws with their chicks. I like my cunts to know who they belong to. Know what I mean, woman?" he glared at her.
June didn't like the possessive look in his eyes at all. It began to frighten her. He held her shoulders tightly, so tightly he was beginning to hurt her. The frightened woman suddenly felt something hot and incredibly large bumping against her belly. She was afraid to look down for fear that the object might be the boy's cock.
He stared into her eyes with a mean look on his face, as if daring her to say a word. "Know who you belong to, cunt?" he said through clenched teeth.
She started to open her mouth to agree that she belonged to him but before she had the chance he grabbed her mercilessly by the throat and threatened to choke her. While he held her throat he began to push up against the front of her body. She felt the huge hot object rubbing up against her belly.
She only got an idea of the enormity of the boy's hard post when he was pressed flat against her. The organ stuck up against her belly from her pubic hair well past her navel. He continued to stare into her eyes. She could see maniacal desire burning in his eyes. She was afraid to move a muscle although she wanted nothing more than to run.
She glanced past him out into the sea of boys as if to beg for help. She saw no concern on any of their faces. She saw only grimaces of lust and hard dripping dicks sticking up from all their laps. She saw fists pumping up and down in varying rhythms. She saw heavy balls of varying sizes bouncing up and down as the fists banged against them.
As Jocko pressed his rod against her she began to feel the slippery secretion from his cock. It covered her belly and in no time at all the great staff began to slip and slide all over her warm silken flesh. The boy began to move against her slowly but with obvious intent, all the while holding her throat as if he would strangle her at the drop of a hat.
Jocko's cock seemed to June to get bigger and bigger, the longer he moved against her. He began moving from side to side, gyrating his lower belly and grinding his hard dick into her firm flesh. He got very close to her and squatted down just a bit until his enormous testicles started to rub against her thighs.
Despite Jocko's complete lack of finesse, June was getting very hot between her lovely legs. The heat from Jocko's throbbing organ seemed to soak through her skin and course through her body. In spite of her fear of that organ she had a strange urge to see it, to examine the beast and perhaps even invite it into her mouth and her cunt.
She wanted to kneel before the boy and at least look at his cock but he continued to grip her throat. Perhaps he saw the ready look in her wild eyes. Or perhaps he wanted to frighten her even further by forcing her to confront his cock. At any rate he finally let go of her throat and grasped her shoulders, forcing her down with a mighty shove, She couldn't resist the muscular giant's force. She felt her legs giving way under her, felt herself being pushed down to her knees. Now that she was about to see the great cock she was afraid again. She felt it rising up her belly and finally between her tits as she sank to her knees while he stood in place.
She gasped when she first saw the giant pole jerk into view as it slid between her tits. She saw the big purple head from the top as it slid up under her chin and pressed hot and throbbing against her lips. She knew she could never in all the world get it into her mouth. She even wondered if she could take the monster into her pussy, accommodating though she knew it was.
The borny kid grasped her head with both hands and held her rigidly at his crotch, his post jerking against her face, banging against her nose and eyes as the blood pounded through it. Her face was soon covered by the thick slippery pre-cum that poured from his cock-head. He pressed her head against his hairy crotch, reaching down and pushing his cock out of the way, letting it stand up against her cheek.
She felt his wiry pubic hair scratching against her soft skin as she was buried face-first in the thick nest of man-hair. She sniffed the male scent of him. She almost felt secure now, held so tightly by the powerful boy. But the insistent jerking of the huge dick against her cheek made her realize that she would soon have to face it and try to accommodate herself to its size and strength.
The boy moved her head down until her lips were touching his hanging nuts. She pursed her pretty lips and planted a light kiss on one of his sperm-laden balls. He responded to her kiss by forcing her face against his nuts even harder. She kissed both of them in turn. She soon realized that he wanted her to be rough in her attentions to his balls. The harder she kissed them the more he responded.
She started nibbling the hairy skin covering his nuts. She soon found that he wanted more than nibbling. He jerked with pleasure when she bit his scrotum. She held his roughish skin between her teeth and pulled her head away, stretching his scrotal sac until she knew he must be feeling considerable pain.
She was afraid at first to hurt him for fear that he might retaliate. The opposite soon proved to be the case. She soon realized that the more she hurt him the gender he became. She took one of his big nuts as far into her mouth as she could, sucking at it with her greatest force. She did the same to his other ball, this time biting his swollen testicle while she sucked it. She wondered how he could stand the pain.
Then she turned her attentions to the stiff stalk of his cock. He let go of her head and stopped his wild bucking movements. He was far more subdued than he had been at the beginning of the festivities. She felt free now to work on his organ in her own way and at her own speed. She was beginning to enjoy herself. There was something about administering pain that she seemed to enjoy. It was a new feeling and one she was willing to explore.
She was no longer afraid of the monstrous cock that towered before her. She saw it now as a toy rather than a menace, although it still looked menacing enough. Rivers of pre-cum ran down its great length and covered the balls she had recently sucked so hard. She started licking up the salty fluid but found it almost impossible to keep up with his production of it.
She ran her practiced tongue up and down the underside of his stalk, being careful not to miss the sensitive ridge of his prick-head. She did the same to the sides of his organ and then to the top, curling her tongue around it as far as she could. The boy was quiet now, although his body was tense and hard as a rock. He stood almost on his tiptoes, as if rising to meet the heights of pleasure she was giving him.
While she lapped at his mammoth cock she pulled at his sperm-filled balls, rolling them together without any consideration of the pain she knew he felt. She even slapped at them with the back of her hand until they bounced and hit against the base of his dick. She started biting the skin that tightly covered his stalk, biting it until she could see red tooth marks.
She then tweaked the throbbing head of his dick with her forefinger, hitting it harder and harder each time. She started slapping at his cock, making it smack up against his hard belly. Then she balled her little fist and started punching at his thick heavy rod. She hit it like a hot blood-filled punching bag. It seemed to drive him to the brink of ultimate sensation.
She was hoping while she attacked his dick that she would be able to bring him off before he had a chance to shove his penis into her pussy. She didn't mind giving pain but she wasn't too excited about receiving it. She knew his thick stick would stretch her cunt to the bursting point. She was relieved, therefore, when she saw his turgid meat swell suddenly and felt his body tense as if every muscle were a steel spring.
Jocko shouted out loud when he felt his seed rising through his dick. June smiled wickedly when she saw the first shots of hot white cum blasting from his purple cock-head. Spurt after spurt of it shot into the air. She thought he would never stop ejaculating. She held his post with two hands and stroked it up and down while he came. She directed the last few hot shots of it against her cheeks.
She rubbed the boy's cum into her face with both hands while she kissed away the last oozings. While Jocko groaned with blissful release June licked the dribbling sperm from his slow-ly softening rod. She lapped the organ from its head to its root and back-again several times. By then her own pussy was crying for a cock.
Jocko turned around and walked cockily away from June as soon as he had had his fill. "Have some pussy, you motherfuckers!" he laughed. "I've had enough for a while, anyway. You punks get the leftovers. Hope you don't mind if I left her a little slimy."
June was still kneeling with her back against the tapestry on the wall. She watched Jocko's big hanging nuts swinging as he walked away and sat down on the end of the long table. He took his softening cock in his big hand and squeezed it while he sat back to watch the other boys go after the sexy visitor. It was readily apparent that she wanted to be taken.
She knelt there watching the boys jacking off themselves and even each other. Some of them squirted into the air as she watched. She spread her legs wide and smiled a come-on smile, opening her gaping gash to their excited gazes. She was glad to discover that they wanted to do more than look at her blatently exposed charms.
There was a general commotion and a mad dash toward her. She was afraid for a moment that she might be battered to death by the hard lances that jutted out in front of all those young bodies. The boys went wild as they ran toward her. The eager woman soon found herself buried at the bottom of a pile of virile fuck-hungry teenagers.
She was toppled onto her back in no time at all. She looked up and saw a tall thin boy with a head of thick black hair and a baseball bat-sized cock towering over her. His glans stood out in front of him and winked at her. She reached up and held the post in her hands, pumping it up and down while he straddled her. He got on his knees over her body and let her jack him off with her soft warm hands.
A short muscular boy knelt beside her head and forced his rigid dick down until it was butting up against her hungry lips. She kissed it a few times, tasting the boy's salty drippings of pre-seminal fluid. She soon discovered another cock, this one smaller and thinner, on the other side of her face. She turned her attentions away from the bigger one for a while and put the small one into her mouth.
She sucked at the boy's smallish cock without even looking up to see who it belonged to. She felt his balls hanging against her face. She wanted to reach out and play with them but her hands were still busy working on the huge cock of the boy who knelt over her belly. She pulled her head away from the small cock for a while and tried to get both that one and the larger one into her mouth at the same time. She managed only to suck the small cock while kissing the big one, though.
Her sucking was disturbed for a while when a young and completely hairless blond boy demanded that she get up. She did so while still alternately sucking on the two boys' cocks and jerking off the other. When she stood up the blond boy lay down where she had been lying. He told her to lie down on her back on top of him. She obeyed eagerly. He spat on his cock and slickened it until it could slide into her ass.
June felt a terrible pain when the blond boy's cock plunged into her asshole. Her ass burned and strained to accept the big poker into it. She could feel the boy's hairless nuts bouncing up against her asscheeks as she jounced up and down on his body. She was participating in the butt-fuck with wild abandon, even though it was hurting her something terrible.
The blond boy bucked into her with relentless force. While he stroked into her ass he reached up with both hands and started pulling on the swollen balls of the two boys who knelt beside her with their cocks pressed against the woman's lips. June realized that these horny kids would do anything for their pleasure.
The heat and tingling of her unfilled cunt was soon alleviated when another boy stepped up to her and added his handsome body to the already heavy pile of boys on her. This new participant was of medium height. He was all muscle and cock. His turgid dick arched up in front of him like a derrick. The hard organ had a huge knob on the end of it. June stared at the unusual-shaped organ with the abnormally large bulb on the end and thought it was the perfect thing to stuff up her cunt.
The boy jerked on himself for a second or two, then got on his knees between her legs and the legs of the boy she lay upon. He pressed his upright dick down until the bulbous head rubbed against her juicy cunt, slipping and sliding in the slippery fluids of her oozings and his own pre-seminal fluid.
She closed her eyes when she felt the head of that hard dick enter her aching cunt. She mewled softly when he started sawing in and out between her wide-spread legs. She had two cocks inside her now, two iron-hard erections plunging in and out of her body. She could feel the two stalks rubbing together inside her, threatening it seemed to tear out the thin separation between them.
She still continued to suck the two boys who were kneeling beside her and to jack off with both hands the big boy who knelt over her stomach. She could feel the boy's hairy balls swinging against her big beautiful tits as she beat him off. The machines inside her ass and pussy were driving her wild.
She looked around her and saw that several other boys were crowded around, stroking themselves and waiting for their turns at her. She began to feel the tiniest bit afraid. How could she take all of them in the short time she would be there? She was having a great time now, but would it be so good after she had been pummeled by eighty-three cocks?
Her fears could not stop the surgings of an impending orgasm from gripping her body. Her climax was coming soon and she knew it. The fact that the boy she was jacking off was now squirting gallons of hot white sperm into her face served to spur her body on to greater heights. She looked up at the boy with the huge cock and saw his face contorted in a grimace of pleasure as his nuts exploded in her face.
Cum shot against her eyes until she could hardly see. It shot against her lips, too, covering the heads of the two other cocks she was still trying to suck together. It seemed to her that the big boy's ejaculation served to make the two boys in her mouth explode too. They shot off when they felt the other boy's sperm shoot hot and thick against their cock-heads.
June thought she might drown in heavy cum when the two boys came in her mouth. Hot jism flooded her throat as she tried in vain to swallow their spendings. The boys shoved their cocks into her sucking mouth as far as they would go. The thick plugs of hard meat and the rivers of cum were more than she could take. She coughed and sputtered and thought she would strangle.
The cocks between her legs and up her ass were pounding her violently now. Their balls banged together and their cocks rubbed head to head on either side of the thin diaphragm that separated them. Wild tongues of fire raced up and down her body as her cunt and ass were filled to the bursting point with jerking cock.
Just as she was about to flash off in a wild orgasm, she noticed a commotion around her. The crowd of boys who stood around her suddenly dispersed. The sea of hard throbbing erections parted. She could see several of the boys sitting down on the floor, leaning up against the wall as if to watch something.
The boys she had been sucking pulled out of her mouth and walked away. The boy she had just brought to climax with her steady masturbation also got off her and sat cross-legged on the floor, still looking at her. And just when she felt herself ready to come as she had never come before, the boy who had filled her cunt pulled away from her and stood up.
He wrapped his hand around his post and jerked himself off until a fountain of sperm shot from his cock and splattered all over the woman's soft silken belly. She still had a cock in her but it was in her ass and not rubbing against her swollen clit where she wanted it. When the boy who had been in her cunt stepped aside June saw for the first time what all the commotion had been about.
Standing in the doorway to the room were Mr. and Mrs. Elston. But they were not the same Mr. and Mrs. Elston who had greeted her and shown her their establishment. They looked even harder and colder than they had seemed then. Mrs. Elston wore shiny black leather boots that looked slick and wet. They came all the way to her knees and had high spiked heels. She also wore jet black lace panties with no crotch and a tight black bra with holes in the cups through which her nipples protruded. She had a black mask over her eyes and carried in her hand a very long rhinestone-encrusted cigarette holder. She held the burning cigarette steadily and June could see that the ash was an inch long.
Mr. Elston was naked except for a flowing black cape with a red velvet lining. A silver chain stretched between the sides of the cape and hung against his flat belly. In one hand he held a whip approximately three feet long. He also wore a black mask over his eyes. Both he and Mrs. Elston looked strange and frightening to June.
She lay there on the blond boy's hard smooth body, feeling afraid and totally helpless. For the first time she had second thoughts about this strange adventure. After all, who were these weird characters? What did they have planned for her in this unusual but admittedly exciting school for sex?
Her strange hosts were quite pale, their white skin showing up in stark contrast to the black of their garments. They smiled wickedly and walked toward her. Mr. Elston held his mean-looking whip out in front of him as he came toward her. He stopped a few feet away and stared between her legs at her wet cunt.
Mrs. Elston stood at her husband's side and put the cigarette holder to her somewhat pale lips. She sucked in the smoke slowly, her very posture cold and calculating. She blew the smoke out in a perfectly straight puff, her cigarette holder held in front of her in a steady hand, the ash still unbroken.
"Well, my dear," she said, in a voice that now betrayed a slight accent. "How do you like our boys? Did they treat you gently?"
June couldn't bring herself to speak. There was cold terror lurking inside her, holding her in its grip. The cock up her ass was motionless now, but she could still feel it inside her, hard and pulsating. The boy breathed quietly, as if waiting for permission to resume his pistoning in the woman's pretty ass.
"I trust that they treated you with great gentleness," Mr. Elston said. "I must admit that we are not so gentle. We believe fucking should be rough occasionally. An occasional exercise in the application and acceptance of pain is good for one. It stimulates the mind and body. Perhaps you would like to discover the true meaning of submission, Miss Wilson. Or perhaps you already have experienced the pleasure of pain."
June shook her head, her eyes beginning to fill with tears. She was terribly afraid of these two strange people and their weird ideas. She wanted to run but her body felt heavy and her ass was still pinned to the blond boy's body by his prick. She sat up on him and stared in fear, a pleading expression on her face.
"You needn't cry, my dear," Mrs. Elston said, exhaling another puff of smoke. "There is no reason to cry. And there is certainly no escape from this place. We have seen to that. You had best resign yourself to your fate."
June's eyes raced wildly between Mrs. Elston and her husband. She couldn't help noticing the small pale-looking prick that stood out from his thin body, its head hard and reddish. There was no sign of mercy in their eyes, only unfathomable expressions of lust and depravity. She turned around and searched the faces of the dozens of boys who sat around the room or stood leaning up against the wall, watching whatever was about to happen to her.
Some of the boys were seated at the long table, eating voraciously while their cocks jutted up from their laps, hard and excited. June noticed that the pretty girls in the maid's uniforms who had been serving the food were now engaged in busily sucking some of the boys' dicks and being fucked by them in various places. The scent of sex and the sounds of fucking and sucking filled the large room. In spite of her intense fear, June couldn't help feeling strangely excited by all of this.
Mr. Elston came toward her with his whip in his hand. He let it dangle over her, dragging the leather thongs at the end of it over her naked legs. It tickled her smooth skin and made her muscles quiver slightly. Then suddenly, without warning, he jerked the whip up and brought it down hard against her leg. She winced and cried out. She tried to jump up. Her first impulse was to run as fast as she could away from this terrible place. She almost broke the boy's cock when she started to jump off him.
"Hold her!" Mr. Elston shouted cruelly.
She was immediately seized by several strong boys. She saw in their eyes no sign of compassion, only hot lust. She knew now that none of them would help her. They acted as though this was a common occurrence at the Elston establishment. The boys who had grabbed her were lying on their stomachs all around her on the cold marble floor. They held her arms and legs in tight grips. They formed a radiating circle around her with her naked body at the center.
She writhed in agony, more in fear than in pain but in agony nonetheless. Her writhings put the blond boy's cock in motion again inside her. She felt the bulbous head rubbing against the walls of her ass. It had been shoved up her ass for a long time but it was still as hard as ever. Having it inside her almost made her ordeal bearable.
Once again Mr. Elston hit her with his whip. He wasn't hitting her nearly as hard as he could have, she knew. But the pain was bad enough. She looked at her leg and saw two slightly red marks where the whip had struck her soft flesh. The cruel-looking man stood over her tits now and dragged his whip between the large fleshy globes. She shivered. He lifted the whip and let the thongs dangle over her tits until the leather brushed against her nipples, which hardened immediately. She was getting excited in spite of herself.
Mrs. Elston stood by her side too. She smiled coldly down at June and with a quick flick of her long fingernail knocked the ash off her cigarette. The hot ash fell between June's tits and burned her for an instant before it was broken into powder by the thongs of Mr. Elston's whip. She winced when she felt the fire barely searing her for a split second.
Mrs. Elston then raised her foot and rubbed the side of her leather boot against June's pretty face. The strong smell of the leather permeated the air. The woman then trailed the spike of her heel along June's cheek and down her pale throat until it rested sleek and cold against her breast. Mrs. Elston rubbed the heel of her boot against June's stiffened nipple peaks, rubbing harder and harder by the second. June felt completely lost. , Mrs. Elston ground the heel of her boot into June's tits for a while. Then she walked around until she stood between June's legs, which were stretched wide open by the boys who held her captive. The cruel woman put the toe of her boot against June's exposed cunt and began to move it up and down as if patting her foot to music.
Her sharp toe opened the lips of June's cunt and exposed her clitoris. She felt the cold leather moving against her clit, exciting her dripping pussy. The blond boy's cock started moving inside her again. She felt it going around in little circles as the boy gyrated his hips beneath her.
While Mrs. Elston moved her toe against June's wet pussy she also played with the blond boy's smooth balls. Each time her toe went down the hairy gash between June's legs she barely stepped on the boy's balls, which were hanging down between his legs under June's hot crotch. She smiled wickedly at her husband, who was walking around June in circles now, trailing his whip over her body and occasionally snapping it up and bringing it down hard against her.
June felt the toe of the woman's boot pressing against her, harder and harder. It wasn't long before the end of Mrs. Elston's foot was stuck inside June's accommodating cunt, still moving relentlessly. Mrs. Elston wobbled and twisted her foot as if trying to get it all the way into June's cunt. When it was in up to the arch, June felt the hardness of the ornamental studs that ran up the boot all the way to Mrs. Elston's knee.
The cold metal rubbed against her clit. Mrs.
Elston cradled June's clit in the curve of her foot, barely moving it. June wondered if the blond boy could feel that foot inside her as he moved in her ass. His motions were becoming more and more violent. He bucked his ass, raising June off the floor just a bit each time he bucked up into her.
"Jonathan!" Mrs. Elston suddenly snapped.
"Yes, Lydia!" he shouted, obviously startled.
"Get on your knees over her face!" she ordered.
"Yes, love," he replied, dropping his whip.
"No, stupid! You'll need your whip!" the woman snapped at him.
"Anything you say, dear," Mr. Elston said, smiling weakly.
The wicked-looking man reached down and took the hem of his long cape, throwing it out behind him until it surrounded June and the boy beneath her like a velvet tent. He straddled June's prostrate body and squatted over her face, his small hard dick poised over her mouth, his pale hairless ass thrust out into the blond boy's face.
"Suck his hard penis!" Mrs. Elston demanded. "Miss Wilson, suck my husband's little cockie! I know it isn't much, compared to all these big cocks. But I want you to suck it with all your strength!"
The strange woman suddenly pulled her foot free from June's stretched cunt and straddled her. She raised her foot and positioned it in front of her husband's face. She reached down between her own thin legs and began to rub June's hairy cunt.
"Lick her juices off my boot, you worm!" she spat. "Lick my boot dry. That's all you're good for, isn't it, Jonathan?"
"Yes, love! Yes! I'm no good at all! I'm just a sniveling worm! I'm not even fit to lick your boot," he groaned, lapping between words at the toe of the woman's boot.
"Give me your whip, Jonathan! You've been a bad boy all day! I'm going to beat you! Would you like that?" she hissed.
"Yes, love! Beat me! Beat me!" he cried.
Mrs. Elston wrenched the whip from his hand and began showering his shoulders with blows. He unfastened the chain that held his cape on and let it fall behind him in a big pile. The whip fell against his white shoulders with merciless force, raising long red welts each time it struck him.
June was reluctant to take the man's ugly organ into her mouth. When Mrs. Elston noticed her reticence she kicked June's side and ordered her to do as she had been told. June obeyed, burning with pain where she had been mercilessly kicked. She closed her eyes and worked her mouth against the pale cock. The more his wife beat him, the harder and longer Jonathan's cock became.
"Lick his ass, David!" the woman snapped. "Quickly! Do as I say!"
The blond boy muttered something and Mrs. Elston quickly turned around and brought the whip down hard on his leg. He got the message and started lapping at the old man's ass, which was butting up against his face obscenely. The boys who held June down laughed at the sight. When Mrs. Elston heard their wicked laughter she hit their asses with her whip.
It seemed like forever to June before the cock in her mouth finally gave up a load of unpleasant-tasting semen. She spat it out with disgust. Jonathan's pale body collapsed over her. She felt his head resting against her belly. Mrs. Elston continued to shower his back with blows. He didn't seem to mind at all, although June felt his muscles jerking with each blow.
"You may come now," Mrs. Elston said to the blond boy.
He started bucking into June with such a wild force she thought her ass would tear. His hard organ filled her insides to the bursting point. Just when she thought she would die of pain, she felt another hard object pushing into her cunt. She looked up and saw that Mrs. Elston had shoved the black handle of her whip into her hot channel.
The pain and pleasure of the thing rubbing against her clit were too much for her. She suddenly felt herself toppling from the peak of lust, felt herself falling and falling, felt her body shaking as it hit the ground in a wild orgasmic convulsion. She could barely feel the boy's hot sperm shooting inside her at the same time. She could vaguely hear Mrs. Elston's shrill cry as she came, rubbing her own cunt.
June's mind drifted away for a moment. When she opened her eyes Mr. and Mrs. Elston had disappeared. She was surrounded by the eighty-three hard young studs who had been waiting and waiting to get into her proffered body. She cried softly. She was tired and sore from the rough treatment the two cruel proprietors of the establishment had given her. And yet she knew she would not be spared the ordeal of being fucked almost to death by all these sex-hungry boys.
They took her mercilessly, shoving their pistoning cocks into all her holes. They fucked her cunt, screwed her ass, filled her mouth, sawed between her tits and even fucked her armpits. They crowded around her weakening body for what seemed to her an eternity, working themselves into an ever-increasing frenzy rather than seeking to gain relief from their passions.
June began to wonder if one could indeed be fucked to death. She began to fear for her life. She felt the boys' hot pistons ramming into her again and again, shooting cum into her until she thought she would drown in it. It ran down her tits and flowed from her violated mouth in rivers. After a while she simply closed her tired eyes and gave herself up.
She didn't know whether she was still alive or had died a strange and cruel death. The images of the day's events danced in her mind for a while. She saw hard cocks and grinning faces everywhere. They all seemed to melt together and fade away. She drifted off and felt everything go dark. The boys continued to fuck her anyway.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After floating in a black and boundless sea for what seemed like forever, June opened her eyes and tried to regain her grip on reality. She was conscious only of the sound of crashing waves and the golden glow of the early morning sun as it touched her skin gently, soothingly. She felt something soft beneath her body, which was still naked.
She realized after a while that it really was the sea she heard. The softness beneath her nude body was sand, deep and soft. She also realized that she was not alone. As her vision slowly began to clear, she could make out the face of a beautiful girl of not more than seventeen bent over her and smiling warmly.
The young woman stroked her cheeks with hands as soft as silk. She soon became conscious of the fact that her head was resting on the girl's lap. She was touching June to soothe her. June wondered where she was and how she had gotten there. Then she remembered in a flash of pain and terror the events of her brutal rape by all the horny boys at Mr. and Mrs. Elston's academy. She shuddered uncontrollably for a second.
It was only an involuntary action. She felt the girl holding her head in a loving and consoling embrace, as if she understood the fear that was tearing June apart inside. June was immediately calmed by the girl's concerned and understanding smile and by her gentle touch. She closed her eyes again and drifted off once more, this time in a light and peaceful sleep. She was safe now, she knew, although she had no idea where.
When she finally awoke the second time she heard the waves more distinctly, although they seemed farther away. She opened her eyes and saw the same smiling face bent near her. She saw also that she was leaning against a smooth boulder facing the sea. She felt cool soothing water on her cheeks and noticed that someone was attending to her parched face. It was a boy of about the same age as the girl.
Just the thought of being so close to a male filled her with fear. The boy noticed her changing facial expression and drew back from her in an effort to calm her.
"It's all right now, June," she heard the young girl say. "Whatever happened to you is all over now. You're safe. You've just got a few nasty bruises and a few welts, but other than that you're just fine."
June looked up into the girl's beautiful blue eyes and had to believe her. There was nothing but love and compassion in those deep blue eyes, a love that soothed her mind and her body. Yet she began to feel the bruises and welts that covered her as she slowly regained consciousness and came out into the bright light of reality.
She sat up and looked about her, managing a half-hearted but honestly intended smile. She reached out to touch herself, trying to find the source of her pain. She found that she had been covered with a huge beach blanket. It felt good to be protected by cloth again after being exposed for so long.
"This is Sammy, June," the girl said, calmly. "He's my boyfriend. He's not going to hurt you. I know you've had a terrible time of it. Please trust us, June. We really want to help."
"Hallie's right, June," the boy said, falling on one knee beside her. "Just try to forget everything and relax. That's all you can do right now."
"Where am I?" June finally managed to ask. "Where did you find me?"
"You're on the beach near the Lighthouse Commune where we live. We found you over-there early this morning," the boy said, pointing down the beach a few hundred feet. "You were moaning and writhing like you were going to die any minute."
"You were naked and really messed up. Nothing serious, though. I've done some volunteer work at the hospital in Marietta. I'm not exactly a nurse but I know enough to tell you that there's nothing wrong with you that won't heal with a little rest. Somebody really must have had it in for you," the girl said, seriously concerned.
June rested her head against the cool rock and smiled.
"I can't thank you enough," she said. "After that ... After that ordeal it feels good to know that someone really cares."
"Would you like to talk about it?" Hallie asked, sitting cross-legged beside June.
June really did want to tell someone about the events that had led to her abandonment on the beach. She tried to get it out but was unable to say anything other than that she had been severely beaten by a gang of boys. She felt terrible about lying to the two teenagers who had been so kind to her. They seemed to detect a note of untruth in her statement and quickly changed the subject.
Sammy and Hallie told her about their finding her sports car hidden in some thick bushes not far from the beach. It wasn't until they had been strolling along the beach for a long time that they actually found her lying on the sand. They had thought she was dead at first until she had started moving in agony, as if having a nightmare.
They had moved her shortly after she had drifted off to sleep again and had been cleaning her and tending to her minor wounds ever since. She felt quite embarrassed about her nakedness and her helpless condition. And she was embarrassed about the lies she had told about her experience. There was an honesty about these young people that she thought deserved truthfulness in return.
Sammy and Hallie told her about their life at the Lighthouse Commune and about some of the friends they lived with. They made the place sound like a paradise. They invited her to spend the night there. She had lost her luggage along the way and had only the blanket that covered her. She was reluctant at first to accept their hospitality. She was afraid that they would be disgusted if she told them about her day at the "academy". Yet she felt she would have to tell them eventually if she went with them.
Having no other choice, she accepted their invitation. They were entirely open with her and she trusted them completely. They led her down the beach and up a long path to a rambling house painted in bright colors and decorated with various mystical signs that June knew nothing about. The young couple explained to her the meanings of some of the symbols and told her that people of all political, religious, and social persuasions were welcome to come and live at the Lighthouse Commune.
"We all live together here because we believe in open relationships between people," Hallie said as she led June up to the large porch that completely surrounded the house.
"Sure, June. By being open with other people we learn to be honest with ourselves. You'll see," the boy said, beaming.
June smiled inscrutably when she thought what being "open" had done for her. Her body still ached and burned from her last bout with "openness". Yet there was something different about these young people. They really seemed to believe what they said in an innocent and refreshing way. It was apparent that they were not twisted by lust as had been some of the people she had tried to be open with in the past few days.
Still, June couldn't help feeling that she had gained something, even from the mind-bending experiences that had shaken her so recently. Her life had changed in some basic and permanent way. The change was hard to pin down. Of course she had learned a great deal about physical sexuality. But it was more than that. She was wiser now for her experiences. But it was not only wisdom that she had gained.
It was as if her sudden immersion in the whirlpool of her own animal lusts had given her a taste, both sweet and bitter, of the limits of sexual passion. She was glad to know now that other people really experienced lusts like those that burned within her, that had burned within her ever since her encounter with Tommy years before.
Perhaps now that she had experienced the most depraved sexual acts and had participated in them actively and with eyes wide open she would better appreciate her more gentle inner drives. Perhaps now that she had been almost fucked to death she could better appreciate an encounter with love and kindness. Love? It was the first time in years that she had even considered that she might search for love.
In the past her cunt had burned and her body had ached for fucking, simple animal fucking of the kind that satisfied the sexual organs but not the soul. But now she wanted and needed more than that. Now she was prepared to seek pleasure on another plane. Yet she had learned that abandoned sex had to be part of the experience of ultimate pleasure too.
It occurred to her that the Enders family might have known all of this. They hadn't seemed totally insensitive to her needs. Perhaps they saw the need for her total immersion in depravity and had sent her to the Elstons' for her own good. The thought intrigued her. Perhaps she really would take up their invitation and return to visit them next summer, if only to find out if they really had planned her brutal treatment for her own good.
"And besides," June suddenly heard the girl say, "we like the sea."
She looked up and realized that the girl had been making conversation. She apologized for being off somewhere. The girl told her that it was to be expected after whatever happened to her the night before. They assured her again that she was all right now. She stood on the porch wrapped in the beach blanket.
The first thing she heard after the girl's voice was the sound of guitar music. She wheeled around and saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen sitting on a porch swing with a girl of about the same age. He looked peaceful and lost in the girl's eyes as he played his guitar for her. Neither he nor his girl noticed June standing there.
"That's Mark and Pattie, June," Hallie said. "As you can see, they're in love. I guess we could stand here all day and they still wouldn't see us."
"We all get blissed out on each other around here, June," Sammy said.
The screen door opened and a handsome black boy came out onto the porch followed by a pretty white girl who didn't seem to be more than fifteen or sixteen. They embraced and stood beside June, looking at her brightly-colored beach towel and obviously wondering why she was hiding under it. She smiled weakly, feeling a bit embarrassed again. She thought it was rather obvious that she was naked.
She held the towel up around her throat and looked at Hallie beseechingly. Hallie got the message and led her inside and went to get some clothes. June was surprised to note that the house was nothing like any house she had seen before. There was only one huge room, no divisions at all. There was a large wood stove, old as the hills, several high piles of pillows and luxuriously soft furs-beds, she decided-several well-filled bookcases, and a huge stereo surrounded by stack of records a mile high. The walls were painted in bright colors with the same signs she had seen outside. Posters were placed here and there at random.
The scent of incense, freshly scrubbed wood and good food filled the air. She saw that two girls were busily attending to steaming pots on the stove. She was suddenly conscious of the gnawing in her stomach. She felt as though she hadn't eaten in years. Several people gathered around her and introduced themselves.
She was struck by the friendliness of these people. They accepted her immediately into their house. They obviously wondered who she was and where she came from but they didn't pry. They simply wanted her to feel at home. They seemed to sense that something bad had happened to her, although none of the bruises showed on her face.
Hallie returned shortly with a loose-fitting smock for June to put on. She looked around for a place where she could dress in privacy. She could find no place to hide in the huge room. Hallie noted her distress and apologized.
She said that they simply hadn't thought of things like that when they had built the place. Sammy told her in a quiet voice that they just didn't believe in privacy because it tended to isolate people.
They said they could hold some blankets up while she dressed. She suddenly felt more embarrassed about her prudishness in the face of so much innocent honesty than she felt about her nakedness. She said with a little laugh that she would try to fit in. With that she opened her bath towel and let it fall to the floor. Hallie bent down to pick it up.
June was a bit surprised when she noticed that several pairs of eyes were trained on her lovely mature but shapely body. At first she was bothered by this unabashed admiring of her body. She had expected them to take no notice of her at all when she disrobed. She soon realized that these people saw nothing wrong with looking at each other in a nude state.
It soon became apparent to her that their admiring glances were innocent, yet she couldn't help wanting to get dressed quickly. She threw the dress over her and smiled a halfhearted smile. She began to feel more and more at home here. She looked about her and assessed the young people she saw standing and seated all around her.
There were boys and girls of all races represented. There were short boys and tall boys, muscular boys and boys of slight build. There were buxom girls and flat-chested girls, girls with rounded curves and girls whose bodies were more angular and thin. The girls all seemed to radiate a freshness of spirit and a cleanness of body that made even the plain ones beautiful. The boys displayed a low-key virility, not aggressiveness but an ability to make their masculinity known in an easy and natural way.
June wondered if this apparent air of self-assured mastery was the result of having to fend for themselves so early in life. Some of the boys and girls were only fifteen or sixteen. Yet even at that tender age they were able to provide themselves with whatever they needed to survive. And they seemed not only to survive but to prosper in this way. She felt that she had something to learn from their easygoing naturalness and lack of embarrassment about human activities.
She heard the sound of a small bell at the far corner of the large room. Everyone gathered in the center of the room and sat down on the brightly scrubbed wooden floor. Food was passed from hand to hand and bread was broken in peace. June ate the best meal of her life in the company of the best people she had met in her life. They were such a far cry from the heartless sex-fiends she had encountered at the Elstrons'. Yet she guessed that they too engaged in sexual activities. How could they not, in their innocence, engage in activities that brought them physical release? Perhaps they would introduce her to their ways of seeking pleasure. She was sure she would enjoy her stay at the Lighthouse Commune.
