The onset of puberty inevitably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective with internalized standards and parentally prescribed teachings.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For Sandy Carson, the dawning awareness of her own sexuality and the budding of her young body have brought many problems and confusions. But once Sandy gets over her initial fears and inhibitions, she finds herself enjoying, indeed revealing, in her natural sexuality.
DAUGHTER IN HEAT-the story of an average teenaged, girl's struggle to make her own, personal journey into adulthood, a struggle evolving behind the facade of her day-to-day existence, yet inexorably leading her onward into maturity. A work of fiction that could be about the girl next door. Or one's own daughter.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"FUCK MEEEEE!"
The screaming voice blasted Harris Carson's eardrums the second he slipped into the house. It stopped him dead in his tracks just inside the door.
This was the last straw. Harris knew his nymphomaniac wife regularly took lovers, but the fact that she brought one home, to their house, was all he could take.
He bolted down the hall, turned the corner, and came up short again. They were there, right in the middle of the king-sized bed, with the bedroom door wide open.
The sight was like a thunderbolt, striking Harris numb.
His wife, Claire, lay there moaning and writhing. A wide smile of pure desire and lust took up most of her face. Her enormous tits stood out from her body, full and pointed, firmly balanced, the areoles flushed pink, the thick ripe nipples taut and erect. Tiny droplets of sweat slid from them along her belly, down the gently curved slope of her soft blonde cunt hair.
And working above her like a young stallion was the seventeen-year-old son of their neighbors', Tony Stepan. Harris could plainly see his youthful cock jackhammering into the slot of his wife's hot, wet cunt.
My God, he thought, she's even fucking the neighborhood children now!
Harris' heart jumped clear up into his throat to see Claire that way, fucking a mere boy! A child only three years older than their own daughter, Sandy.
Then Harris thought of his daughter. She must still be in school. Thank God for that. At least she won't see this disgraceful scene being put on by her cock-hungry mother in her own house.
Harris couldn't move because of that scene. He was fascinated by both of them. He could see Tony clearly, his dark hair damp with sweat, his body taut, as he fucked his meat into Claire's cunt with long, punishing strokes.
Harris kept repeating to himself, this woman is my own wife, my wife! And yet his words didn't quite ring true, for it was clear that Claire belonged to no one, even though he had lived with her for thirteen years, knew every inch of her body, shared the raising of the adorable Sandy with her.
He stood there frozen to the spot. He guessed he might as well let them come. They seemed on the verge anyway. A few seconds more wouldn't make much difference now.
Then, before his eyes, Claire was screaming again. "I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm coming again! OHHHHYESSSSSSS!"
Tony let out a long guttural groan and Harris could mentally see his hot, white cum spurting into Claire's writhing pussy.
Then Tony bent down and gobbled the huge, round globes of Claire's magnificent tits. His head bent and teeth opened wide to nibble a succulent nipple. He sucked each tit up into his hungry mouth. Claire giggled and kissed him passionately, but now her laugh took on a lower, more guttural sound and Harris could see that their bodies were clutching at each other.
Then, Tony lifted her up and she sat glistening and beautiful on the cum-stained sheets. Slipping between her legs, he spread them wide and his head darted down into the silken curls of blonde pussy fur covering Claire's hot fuck-hole.
Damn, Harris thought, he's going to eat his own cum from her cunt! Well, that's normal for Claire. She loves kooky, kinky sex. She's probably taught the boy all the filthy tricks she loves. The tricks that Harris always refused to perform on her.
Claire's head snapped back and she let out a low, sensuous moan as Tony's tongue lapped teasingly t f t at the delicate pink flesh of her cum-flooded cunt. Her fantastically huge tits danced and trembled. The nipples stood out high and hard and her belly quivered.
"Oh, Tony, honey," she cried out. "Oh, Jesus, Tony!"
Insatiably, the boy's tongue flicked into the sweet-tasting slit of her wide-spread pussy, while Harris was standing, watching every lewd move they made. Claire writhed with a mindless passion, her hands slipping down to cling tightly to Tony's sweat-dampened, dark hair, pulling his face hungrily into her open cunt gash.
Harris felt his knees grow weak and his belly churning. And yet he kept on watching. He could not move. He wanted to run screaming at them, to kill them both on the spot. But he was hypnotized by this obscene spectacle and, as always, when he even suspected Claire of having fucked another man, he felt an unaccountable excitement, a terrible sensation in his prick and balls that made him feverish and sick because he knew it was so terribly wrong.
Once again, he thanked the powers that his impressionable daughter, Sandy, wasn't home to see what was going on.
* * *
But had Harris looked at the crack in the door connecting the two bedrooms, he would have seen his daughter's beautiful young face intently watching her friend, Tony, eat her mother's pussy.
She sat, perched on a chair, pressed against the door of her bedroom which opened directly into her parents' bedroom. She could hardly believe what she was seeing. She'd heard stories about how Tony fucked all the girls at school, and he'd even hinted that he would like to get in her panties when she got a little older.
But her mother? Impossible.
But it wasn't impossible. It was happening. First, Tony had fucked and had come in her, and now he was using his mouth and tongue on her golden-haired pussy.
Sandy could clearly make out the soft, cushiony, hair-lined flesh of her mother's blonde cunt. The moist, pink-fleshed interior was spread completely apart, and the small button of her throbbing clit was clearly visible, as was the small puckered hole beneath that seemed to pulse with a desperate need.
A shiver raced through Sandy as she saw Tony's tongue slide along this opening once more. Her mother's whole body convulsed into a spastic, jerky motion. Her shapely legs arched upward and she quickly clamped them around his head, holding him in place as she lifted her naked hips and pulled her body up to meet his persistent tongue.
"Oh, Jesus!" she cried. "Oh, God, it's so good! Oh, yes, Tony, yesssss! Suck it! SUCK MY PUSSY, DARLING!"
Her hips moved up and down, the wide-spread lips of her flooding cunt meeting each lick of his darting tongue. Groans of pleasure slipped from her parted lips as her sexual torment became more intense.
Sandy's fingers parted the thin, fuzzy little cunt lips between her own legs and slipped up into her tingling little pussy. Her young virginal cunt tingled at her touch and she imagined a handsome man's head positioned over her, doing to her what was being done to her mother. Never had Sandy felt anything like this.
She had heard her mother and father fucking many, many times. She had also heard them arguing about fucking. But she had never seen them, not like this, raw and in the flesh!
She was sure it was the most wonderful, beautiful sight in the world.
Her little pink clitty jumped at the touch of her small fingers, and she became more and more excited as she watched her mother writhing and undulating beneath the mouth-sucking of Tony Stepan.
Everything that she was watching seemed to be taking place inside her own feverish body.
Consciously, she identified with her beautiful mother, and couldn't help feeling the same kind of attraction for men. Her fingers moved in the same rhythm as her mother's squirming body beneath Tony's swirling tongue. The same nerve ends in her cunt tingled and seemed to burst with a new, raging desire as strong as her mother's. Her innocent, pure little body swayed and twitched uncontrollably, inflamed, the flesh that lay within the sparsely covered cunt opening becoming swollen and engorged. Her fingers created ripples of pleasure against her body wherever they touched. Her little pointed titties were rock-hard and hot and throbbing.
Suddenly, Sandy needed better access to her hot young cunt. She stood and pulled up her skirt. Briskly, she removed her panties to bare her cunt and ass. Her tight young pussy trembled beneath the skirt as she sat back down again. She could feel the hardness of the chair against her smooth, virginal flesh.
Her hand once again crept under her skirt to finger-fuck her pussy. She felt a little dizzy. She leaned her head against the door and let her fingers touch inside the wetness of her hole. She separated the fleshy, puffy outer lips that were growing more and more of the same soft blonde hair her mother had. Her index finger reached her love button and rubbed it hotly.
* * *
Harris weaved back and forth, his knees getting weaker and weaker as the action in the room progressed. His wife's high-pitched wails became more and more erratic as young Tony's mouth and tongue brought her closer and closer to another come.
"Oh, Tony, you beautiful little bastard, you're getting to me! YOU'RE MAKING ME COME AGAIN!"
"You want my dick again?" the boy gasped from around his mouthful of pubic hair and cunt flesh.
"Soon, baby, FUCKING SOON!"
She jammed his head back into the gooey mess between her thighs and let out an ungodly scream. Her legs were flying every which way, and her pussy was bucking up and down, slapping against Tony's face. His face was covered with her cunt juice and she was getting fucked by his mouth, his nose, his eyes, chin ... by everything.
"NOW! NOW! OH, TONY, HONEY, NOWW-WWW!"
"Yeah? Yeah?"
"Stick your prick in me again! FUCK MY HOT ASS OFF!"
"OH, SHEEEIIIT!" Tony cried, ramming his dick ball-deep in her fiery hole.
"OH, YES, TONY! Jesus, I wish my husband were here so I could show him how a real man fucks!"
That did it. With outstretched arms, Harris Carson hurled himself at the bed, at his wife, and at his wife's teenage lover.
CHAPTER TWO
It took several weeks for Sandy to fully understand why her mother wasn't going to live with them anymore. And, at best, she couldn't agree with her father's explanation that Claire was a bad influence.
Just because she fucked Tony Stepan?
Sandy would like to fuck Tony Stepan herself. And that desire became more and more on her mind with each passing day, until she finally got up the nerve to do something about it one afternoon on her way home from school.
As she had almost every afternoon since it had happened, Sandy ran straight home to play with her cunt. As she passed Tony's house, she thought of running inside and getting Tony to do it for her.
But she couldn't get up the nerve. Unless she was hotter. She decided to go up to her own room and get hotter.
"Why shouldn't I get fucked?" she said to herself as she bounded into her room. "I'm old enough. My pussy's big enough for a cock, I know it is!"
She stood in front of her mirror, surveying herself. Everyday she grew more and more like her mother, and now, with a tilt to her head and a pout on her lips, she adjusted her features so that they reflected an expression she knew her mother used.
Sticking out her already womanly curved hip, Sandy blew herself a kiss in the mirror, as she had often seen Claire do to her men friends. With a dramatic shrug, she slipped off the sweater she had worn to school that day, revealing the curvaceous contours of her growing tits where they snuggled inside the half-cup bra.
By turning about slightly and holding her breath, she could make the small nipples brush against the inner lining of the bra. It made tiny thrills race through her young pussy.
She slid her hand down inside her panties until her fingertips found the wet slit of her pussy. She closed her eyes and remembered the fantastic climax she had gotten that night. She had come right along with her mother that night.
Thinking about it, reliving it, made Sandy pant and tremble. She felt the little pearl-like drops of her pussy juice flow with the growing friction, quivering with expectation. She held her breath and flicked once more at the little swollen clitty.
"Come, come! Got to get a come! Got to get hot!"
She slipped out of her bra and panties. Then she brought her hands up to cup the firm, soft mounds of her tits. Her thumbs brushed the tender nipples. They jerked into instant erection, trembling. She began to breathe raggedly, feeling the stirrings of desire in her cunt.
Her eyes drifted down to stare at the golden fuzz on her pussy, the pussy she knew could give her so much joy and pleasure if she could just get up the nerve to get fucked. Her cunt lips seemed to twitch and spasm as she thought about fucking.
She spread her legs with her hands and stroked the tender, wet pussy lips, inspecting the smooth, pink-fleshed opening. Small beads of sweat broke out on her forehead as her brain recalled the fantastic sight of Tony's hard prick ripping and tearing at her mother's cunt, jetting its boiling load of globby, white cum into her cunt.
The memory of that wonderful sight caused her hips to begin a slow rhythm of arousal, quivering like molds of jello. She was powerless to stop their increasing tempo. She began to stroke and rub her sensitive pussy, feeling passion and lust rise higher and higher inside her cunt, as she played and manipulated her clit, hidden in the hair-covered, fleshy folds of her hungry cunt.
Faster and faster she went, until she gave herself up to the mounting desire which raced like molten lava through her body. Her fingers were moving wildly now, low moans filled with passion erupting from her parted lips, as she neared the peak of a come.
The shower, she thought, the water on my skin always makes me come faster!
Again the image of Tony's red, swollen cock fucking into her mother's cunt filled her mind as she raced to the bathroom and adjusted the spray of the shower.
With a trembling sigh, she stepped into the spray of the warm water. It felt good as it beat against her sensitive skin, rolling down her lithe body. She straightened a little and looked at herself in the glass of the shower doors. A smile played on her lips as she ran her hands over the high, firm mounds of her tits, down over the velvet smooth belly and teased lightly in the silken hairs of her cunt. Her arms pressed together until her tits jutted out in front of her. She held them under the stinging spray until the creamy white skin took on a glow of blushing pink.
She sighed at the erotic pleasure and leaned back, pushing her hips forward so that the shower played on her belly. She opened the lips of her pussy with her fingers, enjoying the wild sensation of the water pouring warmly into the sensitive pink slit.
Her lips opened in a breathless laugh. If the guys at school could only see her now. It would be the biggest shock of their lives to see the 'virgin's delight' playing with her own pussy, and enjoying it!
Then the heat hit her again. Wildly, she began fingering her cunt. Higher and higher it went. Hotter and hotter it became, until she knew she was there.
She stopped just before she came, leaving herself at that peak just before orgasm.
Quickly she jumped from the shower and dried herself.
In a frenzied hurry, she stepped into her panties, wiggling her lithe hips from side to side, sliding the sheer nylon up over her still damp thighs. Her fingers tugged at the elastic until they were snugged tight around the round cheeks of her ass and over the mound of her cunt. The tightness of the flimsy material split the full lips along the length of the slit and rubbed against her clit as she leaned over to pick up her bra. A frown creased her pretty face at the tiny shock, and she forced her mind to concentrate on the simple act of getting dressed.
Holding her bra up, the frown deepened. As if for the first time, she noticed it was just two thin strips of material with two small cups in front. Slowly she put it on and locked the clip in front, staring at herself in the mirror.
Her titties were raised high and full, overflowing the small cups. The pink nipples were exposed, naked.
God, she thought, I'm practically naked. No wonder all the guys have been trying to fuck me!
A moment of indecision flickered through her mind and then she quickly slipped into her blouse and skirt. Checking herself in the mirror, her eyes opened slowly in amazement. For some reason, she looked different. Something had changed. But what, eluded her mind. She studied the hair hanging around her shoulders, the full red lips, the tits high and firm, only now she noticed the nipples imprinted against the soft material. And the short skirt. It clung tight to the cheeks of her ass and was more than halfway up her tanned, rounded thighs. She stared at the slight creases in the front of her skirt where her thighs protruded.
With a sudden awareness, she realized that she could almost see the lips of her pussy. If her skirt were an inch shorter, you'd be able to see her whole cunt!
I'm ready, she thought, damn ready.
She ran down the stairs, out of the house and across the lawn and two drives that separated her house from Tony's. His was the only car in the Stepans' garage, so Sandy was pretty sure he was home alone.
After pounding on the door a few times, Sandy finally heard a movement inside and then a sleepy voice calling out, "Come in, for shit's sake! The door's unlocked!"
Feeling rather stupid and not certain at all about her scheme, Sandy entered the house. "Tony? ... it's me, Sandy!"
"Yeah?"
"I want to talk to you."
"I'm up in my room. I was taking a nap."
"Can I come up?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
Tony pulled a sheet up to hide his hard cock and chuckled to himself. He had been dreaming about fucking the mother and beating his meat when, lo and behold, the daughter shows up!
Shit, he wished Sandy were a couple of years older. He'd like to pour his cock to her as well. He was sure that Sandy didn't know about him diddling her old lady. Why should she? ... no one else did. Her old man had kept it pretty quiet.
His cock jumped under the sheets when Sandy walked in. She was her beautiful mother in exact miniature.
And she probably had an even tighter cunt, he thought. He felt the smooth sheets caress his jerking, twitching prick. It made him shiver.
"You're looking at me funny, Tony," Sandy said, easing into a chair across from the bed.
"I, uh, I was thinking how much you look like your mother, Sandy." He could see almost everything beneath Sandy's skirt from where he lay on the bed. There were two long, deliriously white areas of thigh and then the blonde pussy covered by the flimsy pink crotch band of her panties. How the hell old was Sandy now anyway?
All sorts of wild thoughts started running through Tony's head as he began to recall the cunts he had fucked; most of them were about fifteen or sixteen, some of them had been a lot older than he. A few as old as his mother.
Tony knew a guy who'd gotten into trouble for screwing with a thirteen-year-old cunt. That kind of trouble Tony didn't want. Besides, it was silly to think that Sandy would ever consider fucking him.
"I was just thinking about Mom, too," Sandy said. Suddenly she felt much more sure of herself. She sensed an uncertainty in Tony, and decided to take full advantage of it. "I'm not supposed to see her, you know, except at certain times when Daddy is there with me. I don't even know where she lives now."
"Shit," Tony said, "that's tough luck. She's great fun!" He took in the swelling curves of Sandy's adolescent tits and recalled the enormous tits that Claire Carson sported so casually.
"How old are you now, Sandy?"
She wrinkled her nose and tossed her long blonde hair back. "I wish you wouldn't talk to me like I was a baby! Just for that I won't tell you. It's not important anyway! How old are you?"
"Chalk one up for you," Tony laughed.
There was something about the vibrations Sandy was giving off, something too similar to Claire's. She began to make small talk with him about nothing of importance, all in a soft, husky voice that grew lower and more sexy all the time. Her tongue moistened her full, red lips often. From time to time, she would adjust her skirt, only it seemed to rise higher with each new position she took. Tony could feel his prick growing, stretching.
"Do you have lots of girl friends, Tony?" Sandy asked. "I bet you've had plenty of experiences!"
"A few," Tony replied, becoming more and more excited. "Uh, quite a few, actually. And you? Do you date boys yet?"
"No, but I thought maybe you could tell me a few things ... and that way I'd be able to get some first hand knowledge!" She stood up and approached the bed.
"Look, kid..."
But before he could stop her, Sandy had sprawled across him. The softness of her young body and the smell of her flesh instantly shot his desire to the peak. He found himself hugging her trembling figure to his lust-filled body.
"Oh, Tony!" Sandy whispered into his ear. "Please, please! You must do it to me! I want it so badly and I'm so ready! And I don't know anybody else who would ... Tony, please!"
"You're not serious, Sandy? You're still a baby, now cut it out! I can't! I mean, I wouldn't touch your ... " His words were suddenly stopped by the pressure of her mouth on his.
His prick was as hard as a poker. He felt the blood racing in his veins as Sandy's mouth sucked on his. He had figured out that she couldn't be more than thirteen or fourteen at the most, and yet he couldn't help feeling that she was somehow mentally much older, perhaps even older than he was.
"Teach me how! Show me!" she murmured into his ear between kisses, her legs beginning to move about over his, her soft belly rubbing slowly in a tormenting motion against his stomach.
And that was only the beginning. He heard the zipper on her skirt, and then she was peeling off her clothes. Slowly, her bare shoulders were revealed and then her small yet full tits puffing out a bra that would soon be too small for her. Her waist was almost non-existent. Tony moaned as he saw the rounded little stomach, the deeply inset belly button, with a light trace of blonde pussy fuzz that led down to the pink bikini panties. Several thin little wisps of blonde cunt hair stuck out from the tight elastic band that circled each perfectly proportioned thigh. Sandy was an incredible girl, just made for fucking, Tony thought, just like her mother.
"Unhook me, please, Tony," Sandy asked huskily, as she sat beside him on the bed. With only a moment's hesitation Tony leaned forward and released her bra.
She practically stuck her blossoming, cherry-tipped tits in his face. "Do you like my tits, Tony?"
"Oh, Christ, yes!" the young man gasped, reaching forward to touch her titties. His palms cupped the soft, fleshy mounds and then his fingers moved along the already hard nipples, his touch making them instantly harder, stiffening to greater size.
"Oh, Tony, that feels so wonderful, so good! No one has ever made me feel this way before!"
He suddenly reached forward and took one excitedly throbbing hard nipple into his mouth, while his other hand manipulated the tip of her other quivering young tit.
"Jesus, oh shit, Sandy, I wish I would'a known you wanted to fuck before!" Tony pulled her toward him. Sandy adjusted herself so that she was lying beside him. Then, without releasing his mouthful of luscious tit, he slid the sheet back and pressing her up against the naked length of his body.
"Oh, Tony!" Sandy cried. His thick prick bounced against her soft belly, spearing hard into her. His cock felt gigantic to her. Even bigger than it had looked when he was ramming it into her mother.
Tony felt completely overwhelmed by desire, completely out of his head. The voluptuous little girl-woman who clung to him in his own bed was driving him up the wall. His mouth moved up from her tits to her mouth. He kissed her hard, moving his tongue far into her throat until Sandy had trouble breathing. Meanwhile his hands moved down under the sheet. He cupped his hands beneath the firmly rounded globes of her naked ass cheeks, feeling the skin warm and soft on his palms. The tiny furry triangle of her quaking cunt hair rubbed up against his prick. He wiggled his cock and balls against her, feeling her whole body tremble against his.
His chest was smashed hard against her titties as his hand moved down along her belly between them. The closer he got to her cunt, the hotter he became. Sandy had started moaning and purring now, as if she understood where his hand was headed. His fingers crawled along the roundness of her belly and then touched the upper fringe of her furry cunt.
"Oh, shit!" Tony cried as his finger dipped into her tiny, virginal cunt.
Sandy could feel the ripples of moisture drip from her pussy. Her body felt drawn toward his prick. She felt ready for whatever was bound to happen to her. She felt warm, desired and beautiful, like her mother.
By moving her hips, she forced Tony's finger to push still deeper in her virgin pussy. The full length of it lay along her trembling slit. Then he began moving it down still farther, and then it was moving into her virginal fuck-hole.
"Oh, oh, Tony, your finger feels so much better than mine in my pussy!"
She wriggled her hips and tried to relax the taut flesh of her inner cunt around the probing finger. She felt Tony's thick finger slid up still farther inside it. She gasped and tried to open her legs farther. Her hands clung around his neck, her lips now a permanent part of his mouth.
Tony was panting heavily into her mouth and his chest heaved against her tits. He felt so muscular, and hard as a rock. And still the bulbous head of his gigantic prick pressed and jerked against her belly. She could feel an excited wetness seeping from his cockhead onto her legs.
Tony felt the little tight fuck passage of her youthful cunt sliding along his finger. He clenched his teeth and tried to think of something else to keep from shooting his cum right then. He snaked a finger forward slightly, forcing Sandy's body still closer against him. She cried out with delight as he touched her clit and began to tickle the sensitive nub at the top of her little pussy.
"Ohhh, Tony, I never knew anything could feel so great! I never realized!"
Furiously, he kept on moving his finger back and forth, up and down, his hand taking on a rhythm. The wet folds of her inflamed little cunt engulfed his finger hungrily and her body molded to his as though she were trying to get inside of him. He could feel his prick being pressed beyond endurance against her rounded belly. He moaned to himself, feeling with his thumb the pulsing beat of her clit with each surge of his finger. It twitched and expanded under his massaging action and Sandy let out a continuous moan of passionate delight.
"Aaaaaggghhhhh! Oooohhhhhh!" she groaned, her little pussy gyrating madly now so that he hardly had to move his finger. She was doing it all for him.
Jesus, what a hot little pussy, Tony thought, just like her mother! Her cunt churned around his finger and thumb.
Then, suddenly, he felt her flooding cunt contracting. A guttural moan erupted from her throat. "Come, come, OH SHIT, COME, SANDY!" he encouraged. God, I want my cock in there, he thought hotly, I want to fuck her with my prick!
He rammed another finger in her, up as far as he could reach. At the same time, his iron-hard prick dug fiercely into her soft belly.
Suddenly, Tony realized that he was climaxing too. His prick started spewing his boiling cum against her smooth young tummy. Wave after wave of pure heaven engulfed him as his thick, hot cum spurted over her naked flesh. His body ground into hers, his finger still moving, still thrusting, still tickling, the pressure lighter now, but still there.
The delicate pink flesh of her pussy moved and contracted as Sandy continued to come deliciously around his screwing finger. She clung tightly to him, whimpering now and crying out her fuck pleasure, tears streaming down her cheeks.
For a long time they shuddered together, neither one of them thinking about anything at all. Then, suddenly, Sandy twisted her pouring cunt once more, coming down hard against his still-fucking finger. Abruptly, she started coming again, the climaxes almost making her faint. Her thighs were shivering against his hard muscled thighs, her cunt greedily demanding more fuck pleasure, more orgasms from her young lover.
"Oh, Tony, Tony, do it to me again! I want to come and come for the rest of my life ... forever and ever! Tony, please! Make me come again!"
"I've got something that will make you come a lot better, Sandy."
"Your cock?"
"Yeah. It's a lot thicker, an' it'll make you come good!"
"Yes, yes!" she cried, throwing her legs wide apart and grabbing for his dick. "Yes, fuck me with your cock! Make me come real good!"
"No, not here, we can't!" His mind was racing. His folks would be home in a few minutes. "Listen, I know a spot out by the lake. We can drive out there and fuck up a storm!"
"But that's so far. We'll be back late."
"You stay overnight at Harriet Mills' a lot, don't ya?"
"Yeah."
"Leave a note for your father. Tell him you'll be there."
"Okay. Let's go!"
She jumped from the bed. It was then that she noticed his cum all over her belly. She gathered it with the side of her hand and turned back to him.
"Tony?"
"Yeah?"
"Look, your cum."
Tony's cock got hard again as he watched her lick all his cum from her hand and greedily swallow it.
"Jesus, let's hurry!"
CHAPTER THREE
Harris sipped his scotch morosely. The Porcupine Lounge was one of the last places he'd expected to go when he wandered away from the house. Habit, he thought, it was the place he and Claire had frequented when they were together.
He had wanted to take Sandy to a movie, but her note had said that she would be studying late at her friend's house and maybe she would stay the night. The house had seemed empty without her, depressing.
He'd taken a walk to get some air and had found himself in the Porcupine. Now he was on his fifth scotch and he was even more depressed. He knew what he needed; a good, hot piece of ass.
He thought of Claire. He knew her new address. He should go over and rape her, the cunt.
He glanced up in the mirror and noticed that the young, leggy redhead in the far back booth was still looking at him. Harris had noticed her appraising him carefully when he first walked in. He tried to summon up the bravado of the days when he had been a young stud looking around for available cunt. It had been fun, he recalled, and why shouldn't he have some fun now!
She smiled at him in the mirror. Harris smiled back and almost dropped his drink when she motioned to him.
-What the hell, he thought. He picked up his drink with a slight flush on his face and ambled back to the secluded, quiet corner of the bar.
"Hello, Mr. Carson."
That threw him. He stood, looking down the scooped front of her dress like an idiot. She was even younger looking up close, and more beautiful. And he could see that the two pillows pushing out the front of her dress were very, very real.
"I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage, uh, Miss...? "
She threw her head back and laughed, showing all her white teeth. Her big tits jiggled deliciously. Her long red hair fell in straight shiny strands, stopping just over her shoulders to curl neatly at the ends. Her large haze-green eyes sparkled and her mouth formed ovaled circles as she spoke.
"I didn't think you'd remember me. I'm June Wilson. You used to bounce me on your knee, remember?"
"My God!"
"Join me?" She moved over in the booth and Harris slid in beside her.
June Wilson, his old college roommate's daughter. He hadn't seen her for years, since she was a freckle-faced little girl. She was far from that now, and Harris got sudden pangs of guilt when he remembered how he had admired her tits and thought about getting his cock off between them.
"Jesus, June, it's been a long time."
"A very, very long time. I'm all grown up now!"
"Er, yeah, I can see that. How old are you now?"
"Eighteen, but don't let that stop you from buying me a drink."
He ordered and they talked. Before he knew it, they had three more scotches and they were getting cozy.
Harris hardly realized how his arm had slipped around her in the dark booth and pulled her up close to him. A little of the guilt remained about wanting to fuck his best friend's daughter, but not enough to stop her leg from pressing against his under the table.
Soon they were laughing happily about nothing at all, while Harris felt his leg growing hot where hers touched it. He let his arm encircle the graceful slope of her shoulders and once or twice let his hand drop down in an explorative gesture to test her reaction when he felt up her tits. Each time she would laugh and pull away.
"Oh, Harris, that drives me out of my skull!" she said. "I'll just go off my bean!"
"You're doing that to me right now."
"Want to know something."
"What?"
"I used to dream about you when I was a kid. You were my one great love, and you didn't even know it."
Oh God, what am I doing? Harris thought. She's a kid ... a few years older than my own daughter! Then came the clincher.
June leaned close to his ear and whispered, "In bed at night I used to dream that you were fucking me and I'd rub my thighs together until I came like crazy "
From that point on, no amount of guilt could stop Harris.
With increasing pressure, he let his leg push heavily against her young, firm thigh. She was wearing a full skirt that seemed to slip between her legs easily. Harris moved his hand slowly and easily down under the table. She didn't act as though she noticed when he lifted the skirt up and inched his fingers between her knees. The skin of her inner thighs felt like satin. She smiled at him and a little moan escaped her lips as her legs fell wide open.
"Owwww, that feels good. Don't stop!" she whispered hotly.
The smooth skin rippled under his fingers. His cock jerked in his pants as he tried to imagine what all that body would look like naked. He was getting hotter and hotter by the second, and his middle finger reached the elastic leg band of her silken panties.
"You don't have to go that route," June whispered huskily. "They're the new kind of bikinis. The pussy area is completely open."
Harris held his breath and found his fingers moving between the beautiful redhead's inner thighs. His fingers touched several tiny curling strands of springy, furry cunt hair.
But before he could get his fingers in her slit, her hand moved to his crotch. She unzipped his fly and her cool but shaking hands slipped into his pants.
"What the hell are you gonna do?" Harris rasped.
"You'll see."
Her hand grasped his cock desperately and she bent against him so that she almost knocked him over. Her lips and breath burned into his ear and the vibrations from her voice thrilled him with delight. "Harris, let me eat you right now!"
"You can't!" he croaked back. Yes, he wanted her to suck him off ... but there? Right there in the bar?
"I have to!" June hissed, making the hair on his neck bristle like a million icicles. Without another word or wasted movement, she fell to her knees and was gone, under the low-hanging table cloth.
Her lips found his knob with incredible precision. She took the throbbing cockhead into her starving mouth as though it were a hot dog. Her teeth ground down teasingly on the shaft right behind the sensitive pink rim of his head. She licked it playfully.
"Jesus," Harris groaned, "right in a fucking bar." But he moved his ass forward, trying to get more of his meat into her warm, wet mouth.
In the booth, he cast nervous glances around, and was pleasantly surprised to notice that nobody was paying the slightest bit of attention. He pressed his thighs together and tried to keep from moaning as he felt the hot wetness of her mouth encase his cock so hotly. His hand slipped down and his fingers slid into the smooth silk of her hair. He cupped her head down and forward so that the deliriously exquisite sensation of her softly working lips, tongue and teeth might be even greater by being harder.
God, he thought, this can't be!
But she was actually under the table, sucking him off, right among about twenty other people. His prick was about to burst. He gritted his teeth because it wasn't the thing to do to actually shoot cum into a young girl's mouth.
But he wanted to. Oh God, how he wanted to!
And then her voice whispered from under the table. "Come, Harris! Please, come in my mouth! I want to taste and swallow the load from these big balls!"
Harris couldn't believe his ears. She wanted to suck his cock until the hot, sticky cum spurted into her mouth!
Her throat took the head, and then she pulled her whole head back, letting his hot meat slide teasingly between her teeth and lips.
Insane with the fires of insatiable lust, and as aroused as he had ever been, she reached into the fly after undoing his belt and top button. She grasped the sensitive skin of his quivering balls. Gently, demandingly, she squeezed, letting them roll against each other wetly, in a rhythmic fondling that matched the thrusts of his hot, vibrant cock up into her mouth.
And then she was wildly bobbing her head up and down on his dick while she hummed.
"Oh, my God!" he hissed.
The vibrations of her humming while his cock was in her mouth almost made him come right then. It was the strangest sensation he had ever experienced. His whole prick seemed to tingle as though surrounded by a gentle wet vibrator that was sliding slowly up and down on his meat. It was making his balls ache.
Then he bit his lips to keep from screaming as his balls exploded. His cock muscles sent steaming cum racing up the throbbing, wetly-trapped shaft of his prick. It spurted out gush after smoldering gush into the honey-smooth warmness of her wildly sucking mouth.
June almost cried out in lust as those hot squirts of tangy juice flooded her sucking mouth and throat. Her hands tingled and she grasped one of her own tits as she fondled his balls. Each precious drop of cum washed the tender flesh of her mouth and throat, making her so hot that she wanted to cry out in desire.
She barely had his cock stuffed back in his pants when Harris started clawing and pulling her back up into the booth. "C'mon, let's get out of here! Have you got a car?"
"Yes," she said, breathlessly. "It's parked out front."
"Good. Let's go. I know a place out by the lake. I want to fuck you good!"
* * *
Sitting next to Tony in the speeding car, Sandy's body felt very warm. She could feel her sheer panties tight against her pussy, as if her lower lips had suddenly swollen in size.
And why shouldn't they? she thought, they were about to be split by his cock!
She moved closer to him. She felt wicked and daring, and she liked the feel of the hard muscles against her soft body. She had thought about it often, what it would be like to get naked for a boy. To have his hands running over her body and then spread her legs so he could shove his prick into her cunt. She had spent nights dreaming about fucking, but had never been able to let herself go enough to dare getting fucked.
But tonight would be different. She hoped. It wouldn't be the first time she'd started to do it. But every time before, she had chickened out.
Would she chicken out tonight? She hoped not. She wished now that Tony would have gone ahead and fucked her in his room. She had been hot and ready then.
Tony put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, letting the tips of his fingers rest lightly against the curve of her full tits. She squirmed. Her skirt was pulling up over her hips every time she moved. Her thighs were naked and she could almost see her bikini panties sticking in her pussy.
Tony glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as she leaned back. Her tits pushed up as she curved against the back of the seat. They were almost begging to be taken out in the air and kissed. His prick swelled in his pants as he looked down between her thighs. A few blonde hairs were curled against her white, soft skin. He felt himself getting hotter, the tension beginning to grind in his dick. His balls felt about ready to tear loose.
Putting his hand over the firm, round titties, he massaged them sensuously until he knew he was getting her excited. He could feel the nipple through her blouse pucker up hard against the palm of his hand. It stabbed up hard through the thin material and he could see the outline of the whole pink tip. He took the tiny bud between his fingers and rolled it gently until he felt Sandy shivering against him.
He turned onto a side road to the lake, and a minute later the car had stopped. "This is it."
"Yeah ... I know," Sandy gulped, not quite so sure of herself now.
She tried to sit up, but the hand holding her tits held her easily against the seat. Tony's hand pressed against the bottom curve of her tits, lifting them up tight against her blouse, feeling the smooth heaviness of soft flesh. And then he let it spring back into place.
"C'mon, let's get out on the grass."
He pulled her from the car before she could refuse. The next thing Sandy knew, she was in the grass, on her back, with Tony's strong, muscular body holding her down.
He was struggling. Then she realized that he was undressing. Suddenly he was nude. She could feel the thick hose of his naked cock on her thigh.
Can I, can I? her mind screamed. Oh God, I'm scared. He's so big! Her pussy couldn't be as big as her mother's, and Claire had screamed like hell when Tony had rammed her.
"Oh, shit, Sandy, you are gonna be one fine fuck!"
Before she could answer, his tongue was in her mouth, sliding into her throat. He sucked the back of her throat, grinding his hips against her, letting her feel his growing prick against her naked thigh. He kissed her neck, her throat, his wet tongue licking her skin until it was buried in the crease between her titties.
Sandy shivered as she felt the hot tongue licking the tops of her tits. She could feel his prick alive, throbbing against the mound of her cunt. With a curious fear, she looked down. She stared at the massive hunk of meat, the swollen head, the drop of sperm on the tip. It looked so warm and hot.
She whimpered, her eyes wide with fright as the hard cock seared her skin. Her breath was coming out in tight little gasps as the shock of fucking invaded her mind. That was what he was going to shove into her cunt. And she was going to have to take in all of the huge prick!
Tony pulled his mouth away and leaned back on one elbow. Slowly he opened the buttons on her blouse and pulled it away from her tits. Reaching under her, he opened the hooks and pulled the blouse and bra off together.
Sandy's eyes stared as his hand roamed over the soft mounds, teasing and caressing her skin until she was squirming in a low heat. His fingers squeezed at the bottoms of the tits, forcing the flesh up tight, straining the nipples into a blood pink.
Sandy moaned as the white of her tits changed to a glowing, sensitive blush. In the haze of her mind, she felt a change deep in her belly. Her cunt was wet. Her juices flowed in a flood and there was a strange tingling glow all through her body. She'd never felt anything like it before. She couldn't lie still as it raced along her spine, making her body squirm with pleasure. Her body was filling with a sensuous desire to be fucked. She wanted to feel his prick in her pussy. She wanted and needed a cock in her twitching cunt.
Tony deftly removed all the rest of her clothes until cool air caressed her naked body. Her panties were the last to go. He threw them on top of her skirt, and then closed his hand over the furry, quivering mound of her pussy.
Sandy wrapped her hand around his cock. It was huge, too big for any little virgin pussy. Her body started to quake with fear, and her hand jerked back as if it had been burned.
"No! No, Tony, I can't!"
"Huh?"
"I can't fuck you! Look, I'll suck it for you, but I can't let you put it in me!"
Shit, he thought! He knew he'd fucked up. He should have fucked her when he had the chance.
Damn, now he really had a decision. Should he try to calm her down first, or should he just rape the shit out of her?
CHAPTER FOUR
June Wilson was kinky, kooky, crazy-even crazier than Claire had been. But Harris found himself liking it. He even found himself wondering why he hadn't liked it with Claire.
"You drive," she said, and climbed in beside him. She'd unzipped his fly and had his cock out before he'd even started the car.
He got to the lake and stopped at a few places, but found them already occupied with fucking couples.
He was getting hotter and hotter because June kept stroking his rigid, bare dick harder and harder. He remembered how her bikini panties were cut out around her cunt, and his prick throbbed painfully. Suddenly he felt her squeeze. He grabbed onto the wheel and brought the car back into control, trying not to shoot in her hand. But her hand kept on moving on his prick.
Gritting his teeth, he drew up near an empty dark dock. He knew it was dangerous, he could be held up, beaten or even killed. But he had to sink his cock into June's cunt before he exploded.
Stopping the car suddenly brought the redhead's fingers in direct contact with his balls and he heard her gasp at the same time he did. His heated blood was coursing through his body furiously and he choked back a strangled cry.
"Ohhhhhhh, Harris," he heard her say, her voice coming in little gasps. "Oh, God, what a beautiful prick!"
Her fingers rubbed up and down, creating an incredible friction on his stone-hard cock that almost drove him out of his mind. "Jesus, what the fuck are you doing?"
"Don't make a sound, darling!" she said, her voice coming harshly from her throat and choked with emotion. He tore his eyes away from his huge cock and looked into June's face. He saw that her features were tense, her lips slightly parted, her eyes bright. Undisguised lust was written all across her lovely, young face so clearly that it frightened him.
"Jesus, you've got me hot," he gasped. "Maybe we should walk around for a minute to cool off. I'm liable to come too soon to do you any good!"
"Oh, no, Harris, I don't want to wait! We can't go now! Oh, your prick, your gorgeous prick is sooo huge, soooo wonderful, won't you fuck my pussy? I just can't wait, I have to have that beautiful meat deep, deep inside my pussy! I can almost feel it now! Oh, Harris, darling, your cock's so sticky and wet and the head is so large and smooth! Ohhhh, I love to feel it!"
Then, just as he thought he was going to have to come right then and there all over the car and himself, June made a sudden movement closer to him and he had a flash of her long red hair gleaming as her lips bent to envelop his aching prickhead warmly inside the moist, warm cave of her mouth.
"Oh, fuck it all, June!" Harris cried out. "Oh, Jesus Christ!"
"Ummmmmmmmmmm!" June replied, her throat plugged by the enormous length of his quivering meat. It filled her mouth completely. Her small rounded lips were stretched to their limit to take the pulsating mass of cock flesh.
June gulped and felt the tip of his huge prick spit small drops of cum. She swallowed them greedily, and then, breathing hard, brought her head up a little, and then a little more, sliding it all the way and then a little more, sliding it all the way up finally, her tongue drawing a slick sensuous line along the throbbing, heavy blue-veined stem of his cock.
She was whimpering and mewling beside him as her fingers moved. When he began to moan softly, she started talking to him around his prick in a low, mewling voice, almost unrecognizable as her own. It was all like some goddamned wet dream!
Harris was lost in the thrilling manipulations of June's fabulous hands, his long, thick prick wagging and jerking erotically.
Her lips then circled the upper section of his cockhead, slipping about along the rubbery surface. Her tongue was hot and slurping wherever it touched. Back down again she went on his prick and the slurping noise of her hungrily sucking mouth filled the car with wet, licking noises.
Harris' face was burning with a feverish sensual arousal and embarrassment, but he couldn't hold back any longer. All along his hard prick he could feel it starting to happen. His heavy balls still hidden within his trousers were tensed, ready to shoot cum, and it was going to happen any instant now.
Up and down, back and forth, June's lips revolved on the monstrous thick pole of hardened male prick flesh that separated them. It was clear that she enjoyed every second of it and her obvious enjoyment made his even greater.
"Harris, make believe that this is my cunt and I've shaved it for you!" she mumbled suddenly, and then her mouth slithered back down on his meat, tight and hard.
That did it. He couldn't take any more. The hell with it, he thought, if all she wanted was her throat whitewashed, then who was he to argue?
"Ohhhh, fuck, I'm BLOWING OFF!"
His dick exploded. His cum splashed hot, wet and sticky into the back of her throat. He could hear June sputtering, trying to swallow it all down. He felt still more coming out as he took one hand off the steering wheel to push the top of her head down still farther onto his wildly spewing cock.
He felt as though his senses had left him. There was nothing else in the world but his prick juice shooting there in the dark by the lake caused by a beautiful redhead he hardly knew. He was in heaven. He wanted this to go on forever, never to end. He had never known such bliss in his entire fife.
His orgasm was so compelling fulfilling, and deep and satisfying, it seemed to swell within him, filling him with warmth and giving his frustrated life new purpose.
"Oh, June! June, my darling!" he cried.
June's red head bobbed rhythmically on his rapidly deflating cock and her mouth clung to his meat, sucking sweetly.
Then her head lifted. "Now fuck me, Harris! Stick your dick in my cunt and fill it with cum like you filled my belly with cum!"
Harris' face went a bright, beet red. "Jesus, June, I'm sorry."
"Huh?"
"I can't fuck you. I mean, not right away. Jesus, you sucked me dry!"
To his surprise, she only smiled. "It's okay, darling. C'mon, a nice swim will rejuvenate you."
"Swim? We don't have any suits."
"Oh, Jesus. C'mon!"
* * *
Sandy was really struggling now, and clawing, scratching, even biting. Tony ground his fingers into her cunt in anger and frustration. He was still cursing himself for not fucking her before, but that still wouldn't let him let her go now.
The more she fought, the madder he got. "You cunt ... LIE STILL!"
"NO!" Then she was crying. "Please, please, Tony, don't touch my pussy any more. Let me alone! I don't want you to touch me!"
His fingers crawled into the wet slit, swimming in her cunt juice. He rubbed her clit roughly.
"Please, Tony," she begged. "Don't touch my cunt, please, oh please, Tony! Oh God, why don't you go get another girl and leave me alone! I've never had my..."
"I thought you wanted to get fucked by a cock, you little bitch!"
"I did," she whimpered. "But now I'm scared."
"Scared, shit. You're just a prick tease!"
"I'm not! HONEST, I'M NOT! OWWWWWWW!"
Tony spread the lips of her cunt with his fingers and slipped the middle finger into the hole. It was tight around his finger. He pushed in deeper, caressing the virgin walls of her pussy.
Sandy squirmed in the grass. The finger crawling in the walls of her cunt was driving her out of her mind. She whimpered as it stretched her hole, forcing it to loosen. And she whimpered again as another finger pushed in and teased in her squirming pussy.
She jerked helplessly as the fingers sent spasms of heat racing through her body. His prick was throbbing at the entrance to her cunt, against her quivering pussy lips. She felt the ridged head of his meat begin rubbing against her clit.
Tony could feel her cunt lips suck tight around his fingers and he began working them in and out in a slow, deliberate finger-fuck. She was wet, but he wanted her wetter. Slowly, she began to lubricate. Her cunt juice started to flow more and more freely.
Weakly, she grabbed his hand as she sensed the growing impatience in his body. Her eyes were wide and soft as she stared into his.
"Tony, be careful ... I've never fucked before ... don't hurt me ... please, fuck me ... but don't hurt me."
She released his hand and instinctively her eyes went to the swollen cock pulsing at her cunt. She reached down, took it in her hands and ran her fingers slowly up and down the hard, swollen prick. Hesitantly, she touched the tip with her thumb and caressed the head in slow, teasing circles until it was glistening and wet.
Tony grunted as desire flamed into a lustful, urgent need to fuck. He fingered the cunt until he felt it sucking back on his fingers. Her hips fucked his fingers in a steady beat now.
Hunching over her, he pushed her thighs open. Taking his throbbing prick in his hands, he rubbed it until it was rock-hard and then slipped it down between the pink lips of her cunt.
Sandy trembled as the hot cock touched her slit and rubbed teasingly over her cunt lips and clit. She moaned softly, the passion building between her legs and through her belly.
A twinge of guilt and fear tore at her mind as she suddenly realized it was going to happen. This was it. She was going to get fucked. In a few moments, she would no longer have a cherry.
"Put it in, Sandy!" Tony rasped. "It'll feel good once it gets inside you!"
Her hands trembled as she touched the swollen prick and moved it down through her slit until she felt the head stretching her pussy hole.
A look of shock came over her face as she pulled the hard meat into her until the head fitted her cunt like a tight cork.
Tony couldn't wait. The fire in his balls had to be satisfied. Grabbing her ankles, he levered them over her head until the cheeks of her ass were off the ground.
Sandy looked down between her titties. Her eyes glued to the massive prick. Her cunt was wide open, waiting to take it in. She wanted to cry out as she saw it growing bigger before her eyes.
Oh, God, it'll never fit, it's too big, it'll never go in!
She felt his hips tense and screamed as the swollen head stretched her virgin cherry. She saw the pink flesh forced in, straining around the thick head as if it would rip apart. And then slowly, ever so slowly, it slid up around the hard cock. She felt the cockhead inside her cunt, probing deeper and deeper.
Her legs split apart at the sudden rush of pain. Her cunt lips were stretched tight around his prick, almost tearing under the pressure. She gritted her teeth, fighting the agony, and then she felt his muscles tightening again. She whimpered, anticipating the greater pain to follow. Tears of tension filled her eyes and streamed down her cheeks.
Tony pushed slowly, deliberately into her meat, wanting her to feel every inch of his prick as it filled her belly. He wanted her to know she was being fucked and she belonged to him. Her pussy was his pussy. Damn, shit, piss, he thought, she's gonna be a better piece than her old lady!
He felt a surge of power ripple through him as he watched the young, luscious body squirming at the end of his prick. He pushed harder and harder, grunting as his hot prick forced its way deeper into her straining belly. Sweat covered his face from the exertion of trying to stretch the tight cunt walls.
"Sweet shit, you're tight!" he groaned. "You're tearing my prick off! It's fucking fantastic!"
Tiny screams of protest broke from Sandy's lips. The soft, tender flesh of her cunt felt as if it were being ripped away. The pain was unbearable and she felt as if her whole pussy was being split open right up to her naked tits.
She forced her eyes to look down. A groan spiraled out of her throat. He wasn't even half way in. Most of his prick was still outside her cunt!
"Shit, you're hurting me, Tony! You're splitting my pussy! Stop, please, stop! No more, please ... no more!"
The words choked in her throat as the blunt head rammed hard against the thin membrane of her cherry. A scorching pain raced up her spine, shaking her wildly.
And then the agony stopped. She looked up in surprise into his sweating face. He grinned, watching the pain-contorted face, the hot agony in the eyes, her body writhing under him like a soft pillow.
He raised up on his hands and toes, pushing her legs back until the soft cheeks of her ass pressed against his prick. His cock stretched like an arrow into the girl's body. He licked his parched lips.
"Ready, honey? You're about to get your pussy split wide open."
Sandy nodded her head slowly. There was nothing for her to say with his prick half-buried in her body. "Yes, dammit, fuck me! I want you to fuck me till I come!" And then she stared down at the hard prick, biting her lips against the coming pain.
Gazing straight down into her frightened face, Tony lowered his body slowly, letting her watch his cock disappear into her cunt.
Sandy groaned as the hard, lust-filled cock strained the thin membrane of her cherry. And then her red lips pulled back into a gasp that started in her belly and tore out of her throat in a wild scream. She gagged and screamed again as the agonizing pain seared up into her screaming pussy. Her fists clenched tight against the knifing agony as the swollen cock dug deep into her cunt. She kicked her legs out wide, trying to ease the torment. But it was useless. They quivered out in the air helplessly for a few seconds and then dropped in surrender on either side of her sweating body.
With an insane jerk of his hips, Tony rammed his cock deep into the young girl's body, tearing through her cherry. Grabbing her shaking body in his arms, he held her tight and jerked his hips wildly, fucking in and out with long, hard strokes. He rammed his prick deeper into her squirming belly until he was hitting the top of her cunt.
Sandy opened her mouth, trying to force air into her lungs. She gasped as shock after shock tore up from her cunt into her body.
And then, to her surprise, she felt the pain changing. Her body was hot. Passion swirled around her cunt. She wanted to get fucked. The cock in her pussy hole felt hot and hard and good.
Slowly she began to rotate her hips, screwing up the length of his rock-hard prick. The tiny muscles in her cunt sucked hungrily at the blood-filled head.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!" she cried in surprise as he reached underneath her grinding hips and shoved two fingers into her tight ass-hole. Her feet jerked into the air at the sudden pain, her toes curling desperately. Through the thin wall separating her cunt from her ass-hole, she could feel the swollen cock sliding over the fingers in her ass.
A whirlwind of sensation burned through her body. For Sandy, there was nothing but the delicious fucking in her belly. Her cries tumbled from her lips as the bodies fucked as one. Her ankles locked behind Tony's pumping back, spiraling her hungry cunt up the hot staff of the swollen prick. Sweat poured from her body.
"Oh, Tony, Tony, it feels good! It doesn't hurt any more! It feels fantastic! Ohhh, Tony, fuck me, fuck me!" she choked, full of rising passion and ecstasy. Her fingers raked the cheeks of his pumping ass, trying to get the last inch of prick deeper into her writhing pussy.
And then a convulsion racked through her. He felt her cunt hole widen, the pressure around his prick relax for a moment, and then a flood of hot juice drowned his driving cock deep in her belly.
She had a pool of hot juice between her thighs as she fucked him crazily, wanting him to come with her. Her cunt sucked hungrily around his driving prick, wanting nothing but the hot cum still locked in his balls. Everything had been driven out of the young girl's mind except the delicious sensations of her first fuck.
Tony fucked into her with long, hard strokes, his thighs pounding against the soft cheeks of her ass. He felt the pressure building in his balls, and then he knew he couldn't hold it any longer.
The thick, hot cum pumped deep into Sandy's writhing belly. Her cunt pulsated furiously as each spurt burned hot on the walls of her pussy. She shivered, jerking blindly, and then she was coming again.
"Oh, Tony, Tony, what are you doing to me? What are you doing! Oh, God, my pussy! I'm coming, I'm comminnnng!"
She choked. The climax started lazily and then quickly whipped into a grunting explosion. The next came faster, jerking her helplessly against the ground. Sandy felt her warm cunt juice flooding out of her body, over the cheeks of her upturned ass.
A tortured scream of ecstasy tore from her mouth as the last orgasm tore through her body, and then she weakly collapsed against the grass, almost senseless.
She was vaguely aware of Tony's hands running over her body, squeezing her titties, caressing her belly. She sighed as she felt a finger slip up into her wet cunt. A moan slipped from her lips as another massaged her clit, awakening the heat in her dripping pussy all over again.
And then both of them became very still. Off to their right they heard a loud splash in the lake.
* * *
"Come on in, Harris! The water's fine!"
She had left her bra and panties on. He was in his shorts. He'd insisted that they leave something on because he had heard sounds on the slope behind them.
"What are you afraid of, Harris? My God, everyone who's out here at this hour of night is here for the same reason; to get fucked!"
But he had insisted. Now his cock was starting to revive as he watched her.
June was partially out of the water, leaning on the pier, her bare shoulders and face beaded wet. The long red hair was matted to her head and shoulders. She looked like a sexy mermaid. June suddenly dipped and splashed some water at him.
He ran and leaped into the air and hit the water. June shrieked with laughter. When he broke the surface she splashed him again. He spit out the water and chuckled, and then she swam expertly over to him until her body touched his. She treaded water, still smiling, her large green eyes boring into his.
"Did you ever fuck in the water, lover?"
"Too cold to get a hard-on," he replied.
"That's what you think!" she said teasingly. She grabbed him and pushed him off balance. He twisted, feeling her body surge against him. He reached out and grabbed hold of her slim firm waist and she gasped, flailed her arms and slid under the surface.
They both came up, bubbling and gasping for air. As they thrashed about, Harris could feel the contact of her flesh, her hips and tits and the thin material of her skimpy bra and panties as she rubbed against his body.
June giggled and bumped him again, wanting to play around some more. Her hand brushed over the front of his shorts, gently tracing her fingers over the huge bulge of his prick. Her fingers lingered, massaging gently and caressingly with almost maddening slowness. He moaned slightly.
The searing ripples of her touch flooded through his cock and belly, and his prick leaped in automatic response.
He coughed, choking on the water, and June leaned forward, the hot mounds of her tits smashing his chest.
"What did I tell you? You're hard as a fucking tree trunk!" Her cunt came against him. "And damn near as big!"
Her slender, nimble fingers continued to caress, sliding down his rigid meat and across his swelling balls, cupping and squeezing, her hot intoxicating breath, sweet and insistent upon his face.
"Take off your shorts, darling," she panted. "I want to hold that big thing in my hands!"
"Jesus," Harris wheezed.
"Need more stimulation, huh?" she laughed. She arched her back and then her bra was floating in the lake, gently moving away from where she had dropped the twin cups. Her huge tits were like perfect moons of flesh, rigid and molded, with red cherries for nipples. She took her hands from his prick and held her tits lovingly for a moment, her fingers teasing their firm flesh and her thumbs caressing the hard, erect nipples. She gasped and clenched her teeth and groaned, "Please take off your shorts, darling!"
Harris was overwhelmed as he stared at the magnificent mounds of June's huge tits heaving and bobbing before his eyes. He gulped, his throat dry, his hands trembling with passion and lust. She squirmed in the water, dipping down and removing her panties.
The moon wasn't full, but there was light enough to see her tits and the dark vee of her cunt between her white thighs.
Suddenly, she was busy at him again. Her fingers went to the waistband of his shorts, edging them slowly, easily down over his thighs, taking care to pull them over his now rock-hard, blood-engorged cock. They sunk to the bottom of the lake, where he stepped out of them.
She grasped his iron-hard prick in the warm palm of her hand and made little mewling sounds in the back of her throat as she began to stroke his cock gently. She ran her fingertips along its underside and base and over the bloated flesh of his balls. His cum, churning hot and heavy, was straining to explode.
"Don't you want to fuck me, Harris?" June whispered in his ear. "Don't you want to screw your prick in my pussy?"
"Yes!" he groaned. "Oh, shit, yes!"
"Suck it a little first!"
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Come on, then. Let's lie down on the dock."
"You mean, out of the water?"
"Of course, lover. You can't very well suck my pussy here, can you?"
Harris felt his prick leap convulsively at the suggestion. And then he heard himself urge, "Hurry up, then! I want to suck your sweet pussy!"
June's hands tightened around his prick. "Okay, baby, let's go," she murmured, and, still holding onto his huge cock, led him out of the water and to the dock.
* * *
"Jesus," Tony hissed, "Look at him eat her cunt!"
"Yeah," replied Sandy, fascinated as the man's head wildly bobbed between the woman's splayed thighs. "Just watching him suck her cunt's got me all hot again!" Her throat was choked with lust. She heard Tony moving beside her. Then he was behind her. She didn't turn. She couldn't take her eyes off the man and woman on the dock.
Then she froze. A wild sensation suddenly flooded her cunt and crept up to the tips of her hanging, swaying tits. Tony was sucking her cunt! His mouth and tongue were between her pussy lips, sucking her off!
"Ohhhhhhhhhh, Tony, ohhhh, Ton-y," she groaned over and over as his teeth found the sensitive clit and nibbled. She breathed in gasps, her head lolling. Nothing was ever like this, she thought, as her mind reveled in the wonderful sensations.
The tongue slid up the moist hair-lined slit from her clit to the hole of her pulsating cunt, and pushed into the warm, wet meat. He licked the juice off the slippery walls as far as he could go. Nothing existed for Sandy except the hot mouth sucking her cunt flesh between her thighs. She couldn't control the trembling in her body as an uncontrollable fire climbed in her young belly. She moaned, closing her eyes as his tongue probed deeper.
And then, when she thought it would never end, she felt his hands on her thighs forcing her down on her belly. Her hips continued to writhe in small, tight circles as if her cunt were still being sucked.
She glanced over her shoulder as she felt her thighs spread apart and Tony kneeling between them. His cock was hard again. He was going to fuck her again! Oh, no, she thought, her eyes widening in fear, he can't be! I'm still sore, so sore!
"Spread your legs wider," Tony snapped roughly, as his fingers massaged the tender cheeks of her ass.
With her mind fogged by the passionate mouthing of her cunt, Sandy did as he asked. His thumbs spread the soft mounds wide apart and flattened them until her tiny ass-hole was completely exposed. He put his mouth on the tiny opening and sucked it between his lips, probing the delicate flesh with his tongue.
And then Sandy realized what was going to happen.
He's going to put his prick in my ass-hole! He's really going to fuck me in my ass! Her young body rebelled. She would do whatever else he wanted, but not this. Not get fucked in her ass!
"Oh, no, Tony, no you don't! Not there, not in my ass-hole, not in my ass! It's wrong!"
He rammed a finger into the tiny opening and wormed it around, stretching it, getting it ready for his cock.
"I said no, Tony! Fuck my pussy again, but not in my ass!" she begged over and over again. "No, no, please, no!"
As if in answer to her cries, she felt the swollen prick rubbing up and down in the juicy slit of her cunt. Tony teased at the raw fuck hole until her hips moved in a frenzy, trying to sink it into her hot, straining cunt. The moans of pleasure and pain bubbled from her lips.
"My pussy, Tony ... please fuck my pussy again!"
"Sure, honey, whatever you say," Tony laughed, and slid the swollen prick head just inside the lips of her cunt. And then her cunt lips split wide open and the hard pole of meat slammed up into her belly.
Sandy twisted in hard on the end of the hard shaft. Then she suddenly realized. He wasn't fucking her. He wasn't moving. The cock was just soaking in her juicy cunt.
"Please, Tony, fuck me like you did before. I want it! Make me come again, please make me come!"
He nearly shot his load into her slit as he listened to the girl begging. He was enjoying himself as he never had before with the other cunts. He liked the way her pussy felt on his prick. But it wasn't her cunt that he wanted at that moment. He wanted her sweet ass.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her to her knees. And before Sandy knew what was happening, the swollen prick found the tight, rubbery ring and drove into her juicy ass-hole.
Her eyes opened wide in pain. She tried to clench her muscles tighter to prevent him from going any deeper into her ass, but the fingerfucking had left the muscles tired. She tried to pull away, but he held her tight, squeezing the white cheeks of her ass tight in his fingers.
"Fuck back, baby, fuck back hard!" he yelled in lust.
Sandy could hardly think, but she obeyed. She took a deep breath and rocked on her knees, pushing the hard cock inch by inch into her ass cheeks. Her face contorted in pain. She heard Tony gasping behind her, his hands tearing at the cheeks of her butt. She felt the muscles in his belly tighten against her flesh and knew what he was going to do.
He was going to ram his whole damn cock into her in one shot.
Her back arched as the heavy prick surged in, filling her ass-hole completely. Her breath exploded out of her mouth as if she'd been hit in the belly. The pain screamed out of her mouth as tears poured out of her eyes. He was in her ass, his cock was all the way in her ass-hole, she'd taken him all inside her tiny ass-hole!
And then to her surprise, the pain ceased. She was being fucked in the ass and it felt good. She liked it! Her passion-filled body pushed her ass-hole back onto the driving, throbbing prick. She could feel it sliding in and out of her rectum in long, easy thrusts. Beads of perspiration poured off her body, dripping from the pink nipples of her swaying, jiggling titties. The tingling sensations added fuel to the fire.
Sandy fucked as if she was out of her mind. All she wanted was a prick inside of her. She wanted to fuck, fuck, fuck, and fuck some more. And then she felt the cock swelling and jerking crazily inside her ass-hole. She felt as if her insides were being filled with hot, thick, white cum. With each ramming of his prick, she felt the moist heat pushing deeper and deeper into her ass.
"I'M COOOMMMINNNG!" She screamed and rammed her ass back hard. Her long hair whipped around her face as she fucked back crazily. Her hips writhed and twisted, grinding the swollen head against the hot walls of her ass-hole. She lifted her butt higher and drove the spurting prick all the way into her bowels.
Sandy whimpered incoherently as the juice spurted out of her cunt and poured down the insides of her thighs. Her ass-hole sucked wildly at the giant prick as her belly heaved and rolled with convulsions. Then, with a shriek of never-ending pleasure, she fell forward in an exhausted heap.
* * *
"Jesus, did you hear that?"
"Yeah, sure, so what?"
"June, there's somebody over there."
"They're fucking, just like we are! Hurry, Harris, put your big dick back in my cunt! God, I need it!"
"I ... I can't."
"YOU CAN'T? What the hell do you mean, you can't?" '
"I'm getting soft. I'm afraid someone might come along. Let's go somewhere else."
"Jesus. Where?"
"Your place," he said, pulling her to her feet and then toward the car.
"We can't go there! I have a boy friend. He's probably home. How about your place?"
Oh God, no, he thought ... what about Sandy? But he had to have June's cunt. He had to. He decided to risk it.
"All right, get dressed. We'll go to my place."
"Good, lover. I'd rather fuck on a bed anyway."
They dressed quickly and climbed into the car. There was silence as Harris started the car, silence as he made a quick turn and turned the car toward town.
Then June's mouth settled excitedly back down onto his quivering prick, sucking gently, licking it like an all-day sucker, biding her time, knowing she was on her way to get fucked.
"Yeah, yeah, a bed," Harris moaned. "I'll fuck you good in a bed!"
June's head came up off his cock. "Yes, darling!
Take me to a bed and fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before! Please, darling, take me where we can be comfortable, and fuck my cunt raw!"
CHAPTER FIVE
It was after two in the morning when Sandy let herself quietly into the house. She was sure that her father would be asleep. She would just have to be here before him in the morning and make it look as though she had just come home.
In the dark, she bathed her sore cunt and ass-hole, then slipped into bed. She fingered her slit and let her mind roam back over the evening's events, over the wonderful fucking she had gotten.
Suddenly, she was brought out of her reverie by a noise.
She listened for awhile, and when she heard nothing further, started to drift off to sleep. She felt herself nodding when another strange noise made her open her eyes and sit up in bed. The sound was like a steady knocking or squeaking that she couldn't identify.
Wide awake and curious now, Sandy jumped from her bed to investigate.
The bedside lamp was on in her father's room. Could he still be awake? Maybe he wasn't even home.
She tiptoed to the door and froze in her tracks when a woman's voice suddenly broke the stillness.
"You goddamned fucker! You bastard, you've got the most beautiful cock I've ever been fucked with!"
"Take it, TAKE IT!"
"OH SHIT! DEEPER! FUCK ME DEEPER!"
It was her father and a woman! Sandy pushed the door open a crack and peered in.
She could hardly believe what she saw. Staring right at her was her father's bare ass. She could see his hairy, swinging balls and the shiny flesh of his cock as it speared into the red-haired cunt that gyrated beneath him.
Beneath her thin nightgown, Sandy's body shivered with excitement as she watched her own father's big dick fucking over and over again into the young redhead's cunt, sending her several inches up across the bed each time he rammed into her.
And now she could hear the redhead's moans and see that the leather headboard pounding against the wall was the noise that had awakened her.
Sandy looked with astonishment at the gigantic size of her father's hardened prick. It was at least twice as big as Tony's! And yet, now that she had seen Tony's cock and had had it in her cunt, she felt less frightened at her Daddy's. It was also immediately obvious to her that it was causing the lovely young girl to go wild.
For some strange reason, Sandy had never thought of her father fucking; just her mother. It had always seemed to Sandy that it was her mother who had always been the strong one, the more certain one. But now her father seemed so masterful to her, and a peculiar kind of pride mingled with her jealousy along with the start of another, more intense feeling in the core of her pussy as she continued to watch them.
Harris scooted up between June's flailing legs. Droplets of sweat fell from his forehead onto her heaving tits. He was thinking peculiar thoughts, just letting the maze of fleeting images flow through his mind. They were mostly about Claire, his wife. Harris knew he would never get used to thinking of her as his ex-wife. She would always be his wife. He visualized her becoming outraged and jealous. But deep down, Harris knew that Claire would not be jealous at all.
Then he pretended he was fucking Claire, that she was writhing and squirming beneath him, her taut cunt milking his prick for all it was worth; Claire's clasping pussy that caused such pleasure in his cock and balls.
"Oh, Jesus, honey, your dick is big!"
"You're taking it," Harris groaned.
"I know, I know! I thought it was big in my mouth when I sucked you off, but, shit, it's like a baseball bat in my fucking cunt!"
He rammed her syrupy cunt harder and harder. June Wilson lay back on the bed dazed, being deliciously fucked, letting Harris' thick dick fill every section of her pussy channel. It stretched her tight, auburn-covered slit in every direction. She cried out with long, unearthly moans, marveling at how wonderful his big tool felt as it ripped its way up into her quivering belly.
Outside the door, Sandy bit her lips, one tiny white hand slipping down to fondle her so recently fucked pussy. "Oh, God, Daddy, I want you to fuck me!" she whispered hotly to herself.
From the roots of her flowing blonde hair to the tips of her white, wiggling toes, Sandy felt filled with a new and powerful desire for her own father to fuck her. She was sure that the redheaded girl wasn't much older than she was and her Daddy's enormous dick didn't seem to be hurting her! In fact, the girl seemed to be enjoying his cock as much or more than Sandy had enjoyed Tony's youthful meat.
Beneath her nightgown, Sandy's budding tits brushed sensuously against the fabric. The tight blonde curls of her hair-fringed pussy tangled between her hungry fingers with a new eagerness, a new readiness for fingerfucking pleasure. The small blonde pussy triangle nestled between her thighs was ready for anything. Her velvety inner flesh responded hotly to the rubbing of her middle finger.
She moved the finger on down to her fuck hole. She wanted to make it even bigger, big enough to take her father's enormous cock-meat.
Not knowing that he was being hungrily watched, Harris kept on fucking the lust-crazed June. It had been such a long time since he'd fucked a woman that he wanted to get the most out of it. He also wanted to show this passionate redhead a thing or two. And, judging from the way she was responding, he was doing a terrific job. He fucked heavily into her soft, eager cunt, feeling the white, flexing globes of her ass cheeks quiver and shake in his powerful sweating hands.
Neither one of them paid any attention to the wild grunts and groans that the other was making, for nothing else mattered now to either of them but the delectable wild fucking of each other's naked bodies.
"Ohhhh, Harris, you're so wonderful! Oh, yes, darling, fuck me! FUCK ME! Oh, your beautiful prick! I can't bear any more! I feel like I'm about to come! I can't take any more! I'm coming, darling! OOOOHHHHHHHHH! GOOOOO-OOOOD!"
June could feel the bedspread biting into her back as she started to climax. The walls of her pussy were pushed to their most sensitive point. The thick head of Harris' prick scraped and struck at her cunt. Then she was coming blissfully and beautifully. Her young, well-fucked pussy throbbed in a quicker tempo around his ramming cock and her clit rubbed against his prick hair.
Intense thrills undulated in her cunt hole, and, from the doorway, Sandy could see the pink-colored flesh of the girl's pussy visible between the juice-saturated folds of Harris' hanging balls as they slapped alternately higher and lower against her upturned ass cheeks.
"OOOHHHHH, HARRIS, FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!" June shrieked, and Harris willingly obliged.
He stretched the already widely parted cheeks of her quaking ass wide. Her pussy muscles were vibrating wildly and contracting around his pistoning meat. Spasm after spasm took hold of her and she arched her back up to receive even more of the plunging tool.
One more withdrawal and one more driving lunge into wet cunt was enough to complete her ecstasy. Her cunt passage seemed to have been made exclusively for Harris' dick. She was almost more than he could handle in full orgasm, a screaming wild woman with strength enough to kill.
He was flattered by her response and his long, thick prick ballooned another few inches as he felt the spewing juice of his jism begin to spurt out in enormous tidal waves of release.
"Come with me! Shoot your cum along with mine! AHHHHHH!" Harris yelled.
In the hallway, Sandy's hand finger-fucked between her wide-spread thighs. Her blonde cunt wriggled and trembled almost as much as the lovely redhead she was watching squirm beneath her father.
Bent over, looking through the crack in the door, her fingers fucking deeply into her hot cunt, Sandy gasped out breathlessly, "Oh, fuck me too! I want that huge thing to fuck me too!"
* * *
The following morning, Sandy awoke with her fingers deep in her pussy. She had been dreaming of fucking her father's big dick all night long. She'd already decided that she had to have her Daddy's giant cock, and she had to have it soon. She had made up her mind.
She threw on her robe and entered her father's room, hoping that the redhead wasn't there. She awakened him gently and then sat on the side of the bed.
"Hi, honey," he moaned sleepily. "Did you get all your studying done?"
"Sure," she lied. "What did you do last night?"
She was thrusting her tits out at him through her satin housecoat, but he rubbed his chin, yawned, and didn't seem to notice her at all. At her question, he had simply looked at her, and through her, Sandy thought. Well, she'd have to remedy that. She sighed, trying to look as angelic as she possibly could.
Harris bolted upright in bed and found himself staring directly into his young daughter's blue eyes. He was startled by her expression and couldn't help thinking how much she was getting to look like Claire. Even her body is going to be like Claire's, he thought. She's already starting to fill out.
Then he slumped back down under the blankets. For some reason, he had a tremendous hard-on. He tried to hide its telltale appearance beneath the covers. I've got to get control over myself, he thought. I can't allow Sandy to see me with a hard-on. Jesus, my own daughter. Damn, that June Wilson was one wild fuck.
"What do you want to do today?" he asked, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, anything, Daddy. As long as we do it together." She jumped happily down from the bed, unbuttoned her housecoat and fanned herself as if she were terribly warm. Then she let the strap of her nightgown slip from her shoulder, revealing to her father a luscious expanse of naked skin almost to the nipple of her budding tit.
Beneath the sheer material, her round firmness could be seen, and Harris was amazed at how much Sandy had blossomed in the last few months. He found himself wondering as Sandy wiggled her ass out the door whether or not she would have tits as large as Claire's. And if so, how soon.
When his prick began to balloon again, he realized the direction of his thoughts and tried to shut them out of his mind. Instead, he thought of the previous night's fuck with June. It was good, but not the best. Claire was still the best.
Sandy's body floated back into his mind. He again started comparing the mother and daughter, when the unmistakable odor of ham and eggs floated up from the kitchen.
When he got up, he realized how big his hangover was. It got worse by the time he got downstairs. Three Bloody Mary's later, he was able to handle the ham and eggs.
It was then that he realized that Sandy had served him breakfast without wearing her robe. The nightie was made from a very sheer material that failed to hide any of his youthful daughter's generous body.
He caught himself staring at her lovely body with a longing look, the kind he often used when watching Claire parade around wearing next to nothing.
When Sandy noticed him staring at her, she immediately jumped into his lap. Harris didn't let her remain there for long, but while she was there she felt his long, hard dick rubbing against her asscrack.
She wriggled her shapely buttocks around on the long, thick cock and felt it begin to grow and stretch even more. Then, she felt it begin to jerk and twitch at her tiny ass-hole. He forced her off his lap and told her she was getting too big to be climbing onto his lap anymore.
"Breakfast was too much, baby," he sighed. "I'm still beat. I'm going back to bed for a couple of hours. We'll do something together this afternoon."
Sandy cleared the table and did the dishes. Then she ran upstairs and peeked into her father's room.
He was snoring. She moved to the bed and knelt beside him. She felt slightly uneasy about what she was doing, but tried to control the uneasiness, telling herself that it was obvious that he wouldn't wake up for quite a while.
Meanwhile, she could examine his body as much as she wanted. Her hand moved gently on his chest, examining the small male nipples. She pulled them slightly, watching them respond just the way her own did. When she saw the reaction of his nipples, she sat back on her haunches, beautiful, in her sheer nightie with her long blonde hair clinging to her shoulders.
Then she slipped her hands beneath her gown and held onto her own soft titties, cupping them and feeling the length of her nails against the sensitive areolas surrounding the tautly eager nipples.
"Oh, wonderful tits," she moaned as she felt the thrill she knew would come. She mewled and panted a little as she continued the gentle pressure on her firm young tits, getting more and more excited. "I'm not frightened," she breathed to herself. "Oh, no, I'm not frightened at all!"
Her eyes were passionate slits as they roved lovingly over Harris' nude body.
Her eyes fell to his groin. They burned as they took in the huge cock and balls. I can take it, she told herself, I can take that up my pussy. I know I can!
She was just reaching forward to take his cock in her hand when the telephone rang. She jumped up and ran into her own room to answer it before it awakened her father.
"Hello?"
"Sandy, this is Tony. Are you all right."
"Sure. Why shouldn't I be."
"Well, I got a little rough last night, and I want to apologize."
"That's okay."
Good. Listen, my folks are gone for the day. Why don't you come over here and we can fuck each other all afternoon!"
"I don't know, Tony...."
"Aw, c'mon, we'll have a ball!"
Sandy was thinking of her father's big, bare, beautiful prick in the other room. But what if she couldn't take it in her tight little pussy? She knew she could take Tony's cock.
"Well, how 'bout it?"
She had to try. "Not today, Tony. Maybe later in the week."
"I'll give you something else if you come over."
"What?"
"Your mother's address."
"You have it."
"Sure."
"Tell me, please! I'll come over later if you will!" Tony hesitated, and then gave it to her. "Thanks, Tony, I'll see you later!"
"When?"
"This afternoon."
She hung up and lay back on the bed, fingers laced behind her head, her big, ice-blue eyes staring, unblinking at the ceiling.
She thought about Claire, and then about her father's cock. It made her hot all over again. She touched her knees and then ran her fingers up her thighs.
God, oh God, it was good. Her hands rested on the front of her legs, but in a few moments they slipped under her nightie.
Is my pussy big enough? Will it take such a big cock? She balled her fist and looked at it.
Well, she thought, there's one way to find out.
Her fingers toyed with the delicate skin of her cunt lips. She snaked two of them into the lips and played with the light fuzz of her pussy mound.
She let a fingertip worm its way deep into the lips of her cunt. Then two. It was good, too good to stop. Too wonderful not to complete.
She rolled the thick, pliable lips between two fingers, savoring the intense, pulsing pleasure that charged up into her belly.
A spasm rattled her whole body as her juices started to flow from the quickly moistening opening.
Swiftly she masturbated, plunging the two fingers of one hand in and out of her cunt. Her hips, working rapidly, helped to bring on the scalding flame in her belly. She spurred herself on, convulsing as the liquid fire burned her veins and flowed out of her, painful yet sweet.
After a while, she straightened, still in the throes of heated lust, and looked in the mirror at her tits, shivering like jelly.
She was beautiful. The rounded peaks of her firm tits stood up defiantly and she could look down through the canyon between them to the soft golden pussy triangle at the base of her belly.
She placed her palms under her full tits and lifted them still higher until they stood out. She held their nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and squeezed them gently into erection.
She imagined her father's mouth on her tits, and it drove her hands back down to her cunt. She inserted the first two fingers of each hand in her cunt. Four fingers, clear to the last knuckle, up her scalding pussy. Then she started pulling, wider and wider and wider. Tears of pain popped out of her eyes. She closed them tightly.
"My cunt can take it, it's just got to!" she whimpered.
She pried her pussy lips wider apart. Still wider.
It felt as if she were ripping her pussy apart.
She made a fist of one hand and rammed her pussy with it clear to the wrist.
"YES!" She was surprised that she could speak at all. The pain was wild.
She pushed her fist deeper in her hole. She loved the feeling as the walls of her cunt pressed around her balled hand.
"It hurts! Oh, Jesus, it hurts!" she cried out. "It feels like it's splitting my whole body apart! It hurts like hell ... I LOVE IT!"
Then she put a fist over her mouth and bit it as her pussy exploded into an orgasm.
"Now!" she cried. "Now I know my pussy can take it!"
CHAPTER SIX
Back in her father's bedroom, with Harris still sleeping soundly, Sandy resumed her inspection of his prick. His pubic hair was a thick forest around his limp meat.
Carefully, she slid her hand through the wiry cock hair and touched his prick. He groaned, and she snapped her hand back as if she had been burnt.
But he didn't move. He didn't awaken.
Once more her hand found his beautiful cock. Then she was fondling it in her hands, watching it fill with blood, growing larger. Bigger and bigger it got as her hands moved faster and faster up and down its length. Her pussy started oozing the juices of excitement and her breathing became ragged.
Her eyes grew wide and round as the large, purple cockhead slowly pushed up and out of the thick foreskin.
In his sleep, Harris' brain began to return to a level of consciousness approaching a dream state. The steady manipulations on his cock sent messages to his sleeping brain. He began to form images around what was happening to him without waking up.
It was the young, beautiful, redheaded June. She had returned to get more of the marvelous fucking she'd had last night. He was glad she was there. He enjoyed the touch of her fingers on his prick, enjoyed just lying back and letting her do whatever she pleased with him. In a few minutes he would awaken and would fuck her brains out. He could feel his prick expanding the tight flesh of that little juicy red-haired cunt of hers.
But meanwhile it felt so good to let her keep on fondling his cock like she was doing. He smiled in his sleep, wondering if June was going to suck him as well as fuck him.
Sandy could feel the walls of her cunt start to contract as she rolled his thickening rod in her hands. She felt the pussy fur down between her white thighs getting wetter from the flooding cunt juice that filled her aroused pussy. Her eyes became glazed, her mind thinking of her Daddy's cock fucking into her. She seemed to slip into a trance-like state.
Now! her mind reeled, Now! Fuck him now! Climb over his body and take his beautiful meat up your pussy!
She moved to position herself between his legs. She spread his big, hairy thighs wide and then lifted her gown up. It revealed her small, shapely ass cheeks to the cool bedroom air. In front, her quivering mound of cunt hair was face to face with the bulbous head of Harris' huge prick.
With full knowledge of what she was doing, Sandy straddled herself over his muscular legs so that her feet were up by his chest and her tiny ass rested on his thighs.
She lowered her pussy so that the thick, throbbing length of his meat lay along the slit of her cuntal lips. Then she moved slowly back and forth, soaking his dick with the sweet juice from her seeping cunt.
She looked down. The fist-sized head of his dick ran clear up to his navel. Sandy moaned as the thickly enlarged pole brushed against her moist, sensitive flesh and scraped deliciously over her clit.
"Ohhh, it's so good!" she cooed. She began to wriggle herself around, masturbating her tiny pussy slit with her father's hard prick. She felt the hotness of it filling her entire crack.
In his dream, June was taking an awful long time to get down to fucking. It seemed to Harris as if she were going to straddle him. But, Christ, she was taking an awful long time about it.
His prick jumped hungrily against the tight cunt slit. The soft pussy hair and the smooth, velvety cunt flesh got wetter and juicier with each movement. Sandy's hips were rolling and grinding, and her hard little clit was swollen and distended.
It slipped in a rotating motion against the big dick between her legs. She ground her whole little fuck box down against her father's huge cock and tensed her muscles to send even more cuntal juice spewing out over his prick.
Her face contorted with lust as she felt herself coming and coming fast. If only she could get his great cock inside her! Then she could saturate her pussy juice all around his prick and watch it flood all over his belly!
Without altering her tempo, she raised herself up, spreading her legs on either side of her father's body. She let the tight steaming center of her pink cunt lips fit just above the pulsating head of his prick.
"Aaaaagghh! Goddd!" she cried out as she felt his cockhead pushing against her and at the same time she began bearing down on it. His meat was impossibly huge, far too large to get inside her little fuck-hole! God, it practically filled up the entire split between her widespread thighs.
But Sandy wanted to get fucked. She tried spreading her legs still wider to accommodate the huge rod.
Beneath her, Harris muttered, "Why don't you shove it in, June, honey?"
Sandy felt jealousy and anger added to her already sensitive, lust-filled emotions. She felt the pink inner flesh of her cunt pulsing wildly. Then she angrily jerked downward.
Nothing happened, but Harris was starting to move his hips upward. Sandy could feel the peak of her come lingering, waiting for the right moment to explode. His rigid dick seemed to have grown to an even more alarming size as she slipped her entire slit back and forth across its full throbbing length.
Her fright was completely gone now. There was only the lust, the need, and the desire to have her Daddy's big dick reaming her pussy.
"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy!" she cried out.
The blonde cunt muff and smoothly wet flesh of the young pussy rubbed at his ballooning prick. It was driving Harris out of his dreaming mind, and he had to get inside it. But why was June holding out on him? Why wasn't she fucking him? Instinctively, he reached forward to put his arms around June's trim body, to pull her closer to him, to feel her lovely big tits, to impale her cunt on his hard meat.
The round firmness of Sandy's thighs and ass cheeks spread outward. The slit of her hair-fringed cunt tried desperately to fit the gigantic prick inside. Above him, her body jerked madly in the throes of passion. Her hands reached downward to her own pussy as Harris' hands encircled her waist.
With a loud grunt, she pushed her body downward, trying to push the big prick up into her hole. Harris had hold of her and she felt herself being thrust sharply down. Her nipples were sharply pointed and her tits felt as though they were about to burst. Between her legs, she felt the full rampaging push of his dick against the softness of her wet clit.
It was all too much for her.
A horrendous pain flowed up into her as the smooth, fleshy head bored upwards.
Oh, dear God, it's huge, she thought, it's as big as my fucking arm!
The young, frustrated girl tried to struggle against the awful pain, tried even to move herself away from him. But Harris was far too strong. His hands were almost crushing her waist. Although his eyes were still closed, she could see him clenching his teeth as he sought to impale her on his blood-engorged prick. The throbbing, swollen cockhead was snaking up inside her cunt.
Sandy groaned and almost fainted from the crushing pain. She was sure that her little pussy was bleeding, that she would somehow never be the same again.
My God, how had her mother taken it?
How had the young redhead, June, taken it?
His cockhead felt as though it was ramming her tits from the inside. She groaned above him in utter amazement at the amount of pain she was feeling, and still he pushed her down while he arched and rammed up into her.
"Ohhhhh, stop. STOP, DADDY, I CAN'T, I CAN'T!"
But his dick was halfway in her pussy now and he couldn't stop.
Harris heard the peculiar screams and wondered what June was making such a lot of noise about? Fuck, the redhead was acting as if she were a virgin. Her pussy did seem tight, but this increased his determination to get his cock in, to fuck her hole furiously. He wanted to feel his cum shooting up into her hot little cunt again.
Suddenly, he rose up and flipped her over onto her back, his gigantic dick still stuck halfway into her. Once she was there, spread-eagled beneath his hot body, Harris rammed forward with all his might.
"It's in!" he cried. "It's in!" Jesus, her cunt felt good. It felt marvelous, even though June was screaming and carrying on in the darkness under him. Her tight cunt felt better than anything Harris had felt around his prick in a long time. Her pussy reminded him of when he and Claire had first fucked. She had been a cherry. That first fuck session had been fantastic! It was like that now as he fucked hard into the tiny pink hole, imagining that it was Claire beneath him, seeing her there, opening his eyes and imagining he was seeing a glint of blonde, silken hair.
"Oh, Claire, darling, I love you! I adore you!" he found himself shouting as he fucked his prick into her. He lifted her ass cheeks up and felt his cum-filled balls slapping hard against the widespread crevice of her ass. She was crying underneath him, great sobs wracking her body. He fucked fiercely into her sopping channel, his eyes glazed and strange. The throbbing cuntal passage surrounded his meat. He moaned his pleasure, rocking the small writhing body passionately with each tormented plunge of his heavy, blue-veined dick.
"OHHHHHH, STOP! STOP, DADDY! STOP DOING IT TO ME! IT HURTS, DADDY, NOOOOOO!"
Now he was easily fucking into her satiny pussy depths, fucking deep up into the little womb, feeling her cunt muscles squeezing against his rigid prick. Oh, shit, how marvelous, how tremendous it felt!
Sandy felt the sudden change instantly. The difference completely overwhelmed her. Where before there had been excruciating pain, now existed extreme pleasure. A pleasure so fantastic that she was overwhelmed by it. It filled her small, unresisting pussy walls, pushing back the pain that had been forced up onto her.
The huge cock was molding to the insides of her cunt, her insides tight around his prick. Wasn't this what she had wanted? Hadn't she herself set up the whole thing? Yes, dammit, so fuck him back!
"YES, DADDY, FUCK ME! POUND MY PUSSY!"
The musky odor of their furious fucking reached her nostrils. She inhaled it hungrily, spreading her young, full, firm thighs still wider, feeling her father's broad chest squashing against her titties, feeling his mouth nibbling wetly at her earlobes.
"It's beautiful, marvelous, fantastic now! It's so good now!" she cried happily, holding onto his galloping hips.
She ground her now wildly lusting cunt up over the full length of his meat. Low, guttural grunts of joy came from her throat. Bliss and ecstasy raced through her perspiring flesh. She was a woman at last, a real woman! Her body was being screwed by a man's cock. Her head rolled from side to side in ecstatic delight, her blonde hair clinging to her face, dripping wet from perspiration. The lips of her pussy tingled with the wonderful fucking.
Sandy's orgasm sprang from deep within her cunt, like a geyser bursting forth.
The aftershocks rocked her body, one right after the other, and Sandy felt like she was being carried by a huge tidal wave. She let herself go alternately limp and tense with the magnificent come that raged inside her belly.
"Ohhh, Daddy! Oh, my God! I'm coming, Daddy! Fuck your little girl! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME, DADDY!"
At the sound of the familiar young voice calling, "Daddy," something snapped inside Harris. He opened his eyes wide and saw his own lovely Sandy in the throes of a fantastic climax beneath him. He felt her pink, rubbery cunt sucking greedily at his cock, her tits rippling beneath his flexing fingers. His own sweet delicious little girl and he, her own father, her flesh and blood, was fucking her ass off!
"Oh, my God! No, it can't be you! Oh, no! NO, CHRIST, IT CAN'T BE!"
But Sandy was beyond hearing him. She was in ecstasy on his dick and he could see it. Her pussy fucked up at his dick with wanton lust. Her eyes rolled wildly in her head.
She's loving my cock! he thought, and I'm loving her cunt!
Harris rammed his prick into her as hard as he could, raising himself to look down between their sweating bodies to watch his meat fucking her sweet, quivering pussy. It slid and slicked in and out, all wet and shining with her cunt juice.
"Is it good, baby?" he croaked. "Is it good for you?"
"Yes!" she chirped. "It's wonderful! Fucking is wonderful! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!"
Propping himself above her on his hands, he pulled his slippery prick back until her sexy little furrow housed only the head between the lips of her ripely swollen pussy. Then he began moving his hips in slow, gentle circles, teasing her with the cockhead just inside the opening of her pussy.
Sandy hunched upward with her hips, straining. Her thirsty cunt tried to grab his prick back, all the way inside her. But he kept his cock where it was, just parting the lips. Her eyes filled with tears and she chewed her lip. Her hands slapped the bed and she shoved herself up toward him wildly, pushing her cunt up his cock like a hot, wet tube. It sheathed the smooth meat and tried desperately to suck it farther in.
Again he withdrew, backing his big cock away from her cunt ever so slightly.
"Ohhh, please, stop it!" she pleaded. "Stop it and fuck me! Don't tease me, please! Give me your cock, your beautiful cock!"
Harris shoved the long, thick meat all the way into her quaking hole, sending it deep in a blind search for her womb.
Sandy sighed out a long breath of pleasure. Then she was twisting convulsively beneath him, straining to apply suction with strong cunt muscles, to suck his dick deep up her hot fuck hole and get every inner surface caressed by his monstrous tool.
The luscious desire of her body jerked as she screwed herself onto her father's cock. She threw her hips up to him wildly, slapping his sweaty belly with hers. Her cunt became a slushy, flowing swamp that surrounded and bathed his cock with heat.
The fires of lust that flared up deep inside her hunching pussy and trembling belly were drowned in the sudden rolling waves of her orgasm. She quivered and twitched, juice and cum drowning his cock.
She shrieked, her voice a high-pitched wail as she came, marvelously and completely. It was so intense that both her scream and her contorted face showed pain and pleasure all at the same time.
Harris' cock was on fire with the rising swell of cum coming from his balls. Harder and harder he slammed his body against hers. His pubic hair nestled coarsely against hers as the hilt of his shaft honed in again and again into her writhing belly.
"Oh, Daddy, you fuck so good! So good!" the sweet little voice of his baby floated up to him. "Fuck me harder, Daddy, I'm going to come again! Yes, yessss! Here I come! AAAAGGGGGGHHH-HHH!"
"FUCK ME BACK, BABY! THAT'S THE GIRL! OPEN UP THAT SWEET CUNT FOR A LOAD OF YOUR DADDY'S CUM! NOW! NOWWWWW!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sandy was awakened by the front door slamming. Outside, the sun was almost down. Suddenly she felt the ache in her cunt, and smiled.
"Wow, what a great fuck that was!"
But why had her father left when she had fallen asleep?
She stretched and then slid from the bed and moved to the bath. As she showered, she relived the beautiful session of lovemaking. She could almost feel her father's big dick still plunging far up inside her.
God, it had been good.
She remembered his fingers slipping down to her tiny, puckered ass-hole and how she had trembled. Her entire body had come to life again after her climax. Down deep inside her belly she had felt the great pool of wetness formed by his boiling cum as it seeped back from her farthest depths. It slid over his prick and seeped down between her soft, creamy ass cheeks. And he had rammed his dick deep into her again and they had fucked all over again! It had just been too fantastic! She had begged and pleaded with her Daddy never to stop and they had fucked on and on until they had both collapsed.
She stepped from the shower, dried her body and moved into her bedroom to dress. It was then that she remembered about having her mother's address.
She wanted to see Claire.
Hurriedly, she dressed and made her way down the stairs. She was just opening the front door, when the bell rang.
"Hello."
"Hi. I'm Duane Duncan."
"Yes?" Sandy smiled. He was a handsome young man of about twenty, with wide shoulders and dark, curly hair.
"I wanna see Harris Carson."
"My father isn't in right now."
"Oh, yeah? Maybe that's even better. You're his daughter, huh?"
"Yes, I am." Sandy backed away from the door as the young man scowled and pushed his way in. He slammed the door behind him and then pushed her into the living room.
"What is it? What are you doing?"
"Turn-about's fair play."
"What?"
"I mean your old man's been fucking my girl friend." Sandy's face must have told him that she knew, because he smiled and unzipped his fly. "So, I just figure I'd fuck his daughter. I came over here to punch him out, but I like this way of teaching him a lesson a lot better!"
"Get out of here! Get out!"
"Get your clothes off!" he said, slapping her hard across the face.
Sandy tripped across a chair and fell to the floor. "Stop ... PLEASE!" She looked up from her sprawled position and trembled helplessly, knowing that her words were less than useless. She cringed from the thought of what he wanted to do to her.
Duane leaned forward and clutched the neck of her blouse, and then with one mighty snap of his wrist, he tore the front of the blouse open, popping every button as he went. For a moment they both stared at the gaping front, the sheer fabric twisted and creased in an odd shape, and the satin cups of her bra peeking through the torn material. The sight seemed to excite him further. Again he grabbed, and this time he ripped the material and shredded the blouse from her in rough, tearing motions.
"I told you to get undressed, and I mean it!" he bellowed, each word in conjunction with a yank of his hand. "Now, do I rip those slacks off you like I did your top, or will you strip by yourself?"
Slowly, as if she hoped that she could cool the rape with time, Sandy unfastened the hooks along the side and unzipped her pants. She looked up at him, wondering if in her subservience, he would take pity. But the evil gleam in his eye was enough to tell her he would not. His prick had stretched to its full length as she had started her undressing, and it wagged and clawed the air like an impatient stallion waiting for its mare.
"There, that's more like it," he breathed harshly. He began to undo his own pants, letting them fall around his feet. The white of his underpants was a striking contrast against his slightly tanned legs and lust-hardened prick. He licked his lips. "Hurry up and get naked!"
His prick looked huge where it reared against his shorts; nearly as big as her father's. In spite of her fear, Sandy felt her pussy start to quiver.
Moaning, she arched her ass cheeks and slid the pants down from her waist, then reached forward and moved them down a little at a time, over her thighs and knees and then down to her trim ankles. "Why are you acting like this ... whoever you are?" she whimpered as she rolled her pants over her feet.
"The name's Duane Duncan, like I told ya, you little cunt! I'll show your dirty old man that I can fuck young girls just as well as he can!"
He put his thumbs under the band of his shorts and slid them over his immense cock and then down his legs. He raised one leg to draw his clothes off, then the other leg. He stood nude, his muscular legs apart, one hand cupping his now released balls, and the other jerking off his giant prick.
"Hurry up!" he hissed, "or I'll shoot my cum all over you!"
Sandy stared at his gigantic cock and trembled. "Please, you can fuck me, but be careful. I'm awful sore down there." He smiled and Sandy immediately wished she could take the words back.
"Oh, yeah? So your little pussy's already been pounded today, huh? Well, nothin' like it's gonna get pounded now, honey."
Sandy was now naked except for her bikini panties and bra, and she saw Duane take another peek between her legs and quivering tits. He massaged his prick and groaned through his clenched teeth.
"Hurry up, dammit, or I'll do it for ya! And I'm not gonna be gentle!"
In the daze of her agony, Sandy heard him yell and in her defeated submission flexed her back and unhooked her bra, letting the cups fall forward and down. Then she slid her panties off. Duane gaped down, his mouth watering at the sight of her throbbing titties and cherry-sized nipples, and at the crinkly mound of downy pussy hair which almost seemed to beg for his prick.
"I'm gonna fuck you, baby, like you've never been fucked before!" He knelt on the floor, his legs on either side of her legs, and then he leaned forward so that he was on all fours and directly over her. "I'm really gonna fuck you, do you understand?"
Sandy closed her eyes against the figure above her. She could feel the engorged and threatening prick jerking and inserting itself around and in her pussy channel, and she felt its smooth, rubbery cockhead jerking against her soft cunt lips like a snake burrowing under its rock, until it slipped down between the hair-lined lips and poised in her cringing slit.
He grabbed her shoulders to hold her steady and let his hips sway as his throbbing cock slipped teasingly around her cunt lips and hair-covered mound. He could feel the walls of her soft inner cunt flesh rub against his dickhead. He looked between their bodies and his breath surged from his lungs at the erotic sight, completely enraptured by her ass cheeks straining around the stabbing spear of his prick.
Her narrow, constricted pussy lips throbbed and pulsed, their meat held apart by his invading prick. He worked the giant cock up and down the ridges of her tender cunt, unable to contain the pleasure of seeing her thrash below him. The delicious thought of what was going to happen filled his mind, of the feeling of his balls emptying cum deep into her quivering young cunt, while she was tormented with his furiously fucking prick.
Duane couldn't stand the delay any longer. He ground his cock brutally into her pussy, the squirming hollows of her thighs drawing him automatically. He aimed his fleshy dick and forced its head to sink into her juicy, warm cunt.
"Ohhh, be careful! Oh, God, be careful, I'm so sore!"
"Fucking sore?"
"Yes, yes. Fucking sore!"
But Sandy knew the soreness wouldn't last. Already her cunt was pulling and sucking on his cock, wanting more of it inside.
Her pussy was spewing juice and Duane could feel it. "Shit, you little cunt, you want my cock as much as I want your pussy! Admit it! You want it!"
"Yes. YES, YOU FUCKER! I WANT IT! STICK ME! PLUG ME! FUCK MEEEE!"
Her cunt came alive as she twisted and contorted, spreading her legs wide apart and then backwards. She spurred him on like a bitch in heat. Her head bobbed and her mouth hung open. She felt the suction of his withdrawals between her legs and the cool breeze of air across her tortured cunt. She moaned from unsatisfied desires.
"Come on, honey, fuck me!" he panted. "I'm gonna fuck you till you can't walk!"
She gasped as he lunged, and it was as if there was nothing or no one else in the entire world. Nothing mattered to her except this deep hole of lust and flesh and the prick which was buried in it. She locked her ass muscles and spiraled her hungry pussy up the full length of his slippery, plunging cock. The hot, fiery walls of her greedy, clasping cunt grabbed and sucked back, and sweat poured from her body as she strove wildly for a come.
And then, suddenly, as though she were falling from a cliff, it happened.
Duane gasped with a low, guttural moan that swelled to a shout. Spewing torrents of hot, searing cum filled her hot, slippery cunt hole. She could feel his giant prick leap with the surge of his shooting jism. She felt the splash of his cock juices against her gasping cuntal walls.
Her head swirled as she was filled by the boiling cream from his spewing balls. Her pussy clasped and milked his prick desperately like a sucking, starving mouth. Her firm, voluptuous body groaned as her own cum release swept over her.
"Oh, God, I'm coming! I'M COMING! EEERRAAGGHHH!"
Her cum juice flowed around his fucking prick and spewed from her pussy, flowing down the quaking slit of her cunt and flooding his balls.
Then his limp dick slipped from her cunt hole with a wet, sucking sound.
It wasn't enough. She was turned on, boiling hot, and she wanted more, lots more. "Don't stop! Not now! Fuck me again! Can you get it hard again?"
"Yeah, I can get it up again, baby. Or, better still, you can. Suck it!"
Malicious desire flooded through his belly and moved down to his cock. He pressed the head of his dick against her nipple and rubbed.
Sandy groaned, opened her eyes and looked at him with a misty fog in her eyes.
He moved his hands to cup her tits. "You'd like to suck this big prick, wouldn't you, baby?" As he spoke, he ran the tip of his hard cock around and around one of her nipples and placed the sharp tip of his nail against the white skin of her tits.
Sandy put both hands on his cock, end to end, and there were still two inches of shaft and the huge, bulbous head protruding toward her mouth. A tiny drop of semen oozed from his cockhead. She bit her lip and then speared his tip with her tongue.
"God, you're big. You're big, just so big," she moaned, tonguing the head of his cock, reluctant to take it in her mouth.
"Suck it!" he hissed, placing his hands on the back of her head and savagely guiding his prick between her lips.
She took it, moaning as she felt the giant cockhead spread her lips. She hollowed her cheeks as he withdrew, and sucked on the throbbing purple knob, wanting to satisfy him quickly and end it. Then she gagged as his hips mashed forward, sending the big cockhead and part of the shaft deep into her throat.
Back and forth he moved, thrusting his hips, fucking her face with his cock. He took his balls and placed her hands on them, urging her to knead and play with them.
He croaked instructions to her and groaned in pleasure as she did his bidding. She worked as he spoke, snaking a finger between his taut ass cheeks and tickling his ass-hole. The cheeks opened. She thrust a finger into his ass-hole and unhinged her jaw at the same time.
Duane nearly screamed in delight as he felt first the finger enter his ass and then, when he rammed forward, his cockhead run the full length down her throat.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, baby, yeah. Suck! SUCK MY DICK AND I'LL EAT YOUR CUNT!"
* * *
Tony Stepan was tired of waiting for Sandy. She had promised to come over and fuck him if he gave her her mother's address.
She hadn't shown up. So he was going to her. There was a light in the living room and he could hear sounds.
He knocked on the door four times without getting an answer and then he knocked a fifth, and a sixth, certain that he could hear music and some sort of noise coming from inside. Then he tried the door. It was already late, and the house was almost completely dark, the shades drawn. He went in.
He was halfway into the living room when he saw them. Actually, he heard them first. Sandy's muffled moans were coming from the far corner of the room, mingled with the definite sounds of a grunting male!
"Suck my cock, baby!" Tony heard. "Oh, yeah, suck that meat!"
Tony remained immobile, frozen to the spot, gradually letting his eyes grow accustomed to the semi-darkness. His heart was pounding wildly because he knew, even before he saw them, that it was Sandy. Sandy and some guy!
Jealousy consumed him. Jesus, what a whore she was! He'd barely popped her cherry and she was already fucking somebody else!
Before his own angry eyes, Tony now saw her delicious little body slithering in lust beneath the strange boy on top of her. His prick was fucking brutally into her mouth and Sandy seemed to be loving it. Her shapely little legs were moving in and out and the guy was eating her cunt. Tony could see now, the entire open fuck-hole of her cunt whenever the guy came up for a breath of air or to mutter some obscene encouragement to his blonde companion.
While he watched, fascinated, the pair turned over right there on the rug in front of him. To Tony's dismay, they both moaned and groaned and continued sucking. Only now, Sandy was suspended over the man, her smoothly rounded little ass cheeks sticking up in the air as she arched her back, letting her twitching clitty hang loosely into her sucker's mouth.
Tony had a good view of the moist, warm opening of her cunt as it spread, the shiny pink flesh-folds snuggled between her legs at the end of the deep valley made by her trembling white buttocks.
Tony knew what he was going to do, even before he thought about it.
He unzipped his fly and released his rigid prick from his trousers. He fondled it for a minute before making himself walk across the room to where the sucking couple lay. Then, clasping his cock in his hands, he advanced on them. Positioning himself behind them, he kneeled slightly and aimed directly for the shining little cunt that twitched and shivered so wantonly before his eyes.
Then he pushed, hard.
"Uuuuuggghhhhh!" Sandy cried out, delighted by the forceful entry into her aroused pussy. Could that be Duane? And, if so, how could he do it? Didn't she have his thick prick right there between her lips?
"What the shit's going on?" Duane mouthed up into Sandy's moist cunt. Looking forward, he could see two balls suspended directly above his forehead and, fucking rapidly in and out of her cunt was a long, thick cock!
For a few seconds, he puzzled as to who the intruding fucker was. But Sandy still had his cock in her mouth, sucking it wildly, and he had been just on the verge of exploding his hot cum into her mouth. Now her hot tongue slipped around the tip of his dick, deliciously reminding him of this face. Duane couldn't help moaning with delight, and thinking, what the fuck! Whoever it is, why the hell should I care?
In fact, the sight of the cock going into the same pussy that he was eating only turned him on more.
Sandy was loving a mouth on her cunt and a cock in it at the same time. She became a whimpering mass of writhing passion, raising and lowering her tits down onto Duane's hairy belly, panting and sucking his prick into the fiery cavern of her mouth. She let his meat slide so far back that he thought he must be halfway down to her tummy!
"Unghh! Aaaagghhh!" she grunted and arched her widely flaring cunt backwards to meet Tony's madly plunging cock. She felt it strike against the spongy surface of her womb, high and deep inside her tight, hungrily milking pussy. The swollen, throbbing cockhead filled her fuck passage with its own wet, sucking sounds, adding to the loud slurping noises made by Duane's sucking attack on her clit.
"OHHHHHHH, SANDY! My own sweet little Sandy!" Tony cried out, as he felt her greedy pussy clasping hungrily at his meat. It was a smooth resistance that made him gasp loudly. He could hardly control himself. His aching prick rammed up into her cunt and his belly slapped against her small, creamy ass cheeks.
"Oh, Jesus, Sandy! Your pussy! Your hot little pussy!" Tony shrieked. Instantly, he lunged his cock into her from behind while Duane beneath her straining cunt tugged on her clit. The moist, clasping hole of her streaming pussy flared out to accept what the cock and mouth could give. Her own mouth made loud gurgling noises around the prick ramming in and out of her throat.
"Come, come, COME!" Duane shouted. "Everybody come ... COME!"
God, this is the most exciting experience that has happened to me in my whole life! Sandy thought.
And then she began to swallow hard, because Duane's boiling cum was spewing deep into her throat. Her hard clit gave one last jerk between his nibbling lips, her pussy quivered one last time around Tony's pistoning prick, and then she was coming.
"UNNNNGAAGGGHHHHH! MMMMMMMHHHHH!"
As her orgasm spread, she felt the thudding of Tony's huge cock jackhammer into her furiously and then his cum burst high inside her jerking, convulsing belly.
"Jesus, what a hot little cunt you are, baby!" Tony screeched, before collapsing heavily on her twitching body, crushing Duane and Sandy's exhausted bodies beneath him in a maze of arms, legs, bodies and satisfied fuckmeat.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Claire Carson had brought herself two beautiful comes with her dildo in the bathtub. It had been good, but not good enough. She decided to go out to eat, in the hopes that a good-looking man would be available for dessert.
She started to comb her long, golden hair, when the doorbell rang.
She smiled as she moved, naked, through the apartment to answer it. Maybe it would be one of her men friends and she could have cock-dessert before dinner.
When she saw it was Harris, she jumped back in surprise, not so much that it was her ex-husband, but because of the way he looked at her.
"Harris! You look like hell! What in God's name is the matter?" Her first thought was that something had happened to Sandy. What else would cause her former husband to seek her out looking like this?
Harris weaved and stumbled into the living room of the apartment and Claire closed the door behind him. She turned to look at him.
"Harris, is Sandy all right? Nothing has happened to Sandy, has it?"
Harris flopped down onto the couch, his trembling hands covering his head.
"Oh, God! Little Sandy ... my own child," he stammered. "Oh, Claire, I don't know how to begin to tell you....."
"For Christ's sake, Harris, what the hell is it?" Claire yelled.
"She's ... Sandy's been ... she's been fucked!"
Claire sighed and slid to the floor in front of him. "Oh, is that all?"
"IS THAT ALL YOU CAN SAY, YOU CUNT!"
"Well, what do you want me to say? Most of the young girls are finding out about screwing a lot earlier these days! Actually, Sandy isn't a baby any longer ... she's almost fifteen! I remember how I felt at that age! I was really ready for a good hot fucking. The trouble was, no one else was. Listen, Harris, I'll come over and talk to her, see if I can help her in some way."
Claire didn't notice the look that her ex-husband was giving her. She was lost in her own thoughts about how to cope with what she assumed had been an ordinary sexual experience between her own daughter and some young boy.
But Harris was staring at Claire with an odd expression on his face. Her words were infuriating him. The idea that she could take it so calmly! The idea that she was sitting there in front of him without any clothes on, that she had, indeed, come to the door totally naked! Something snapped inside his mind and the tremendous strain he was already under served to destroy whatever remaining calm that was left in him.
He suddenly lunged forward, throwing his body weight on her, sending her sprawling onto the floor.
"What are you saying, you slut!" he raged. "You no-good, stinking cunt! What's happened to Sandy is all your fault, anyway! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU FUCKING WHORE!"
Claire struggled against him, trying desperately to push him off. Fear contorted her beautiful features as she realized that Harris really wasn't himself. Nothing she said seemed to have any affect on him.
Harris' hands roved roughly over the smooth surface of her glistening, naked body. He rolled her about beneath him, pinching her and twisting whatever portion of her body happened to find itself beneath his grasping hands. The more he touched her, the more excited he became. His anger was beginning to direct itself into another kind of fury. The beautiful Claire's body, that same delectable body that he had fucked for so many years, now tortured him again.
He felt his large prick begin to stir and leap to hardness within his pants. Slowly, he unzipped his fly. The zipper caught and then came down all the way with a sound that didn't escape Claire's ears.
Harris' gigantic cock popped out and he began to shake it at her. "You see this prick? Well, you cunt, you're going to get it!" he yelled, waving his thickly swollen cock in front of him.
Only a few minutes earlier, Claire had wanted a fuck. She still did, but not from Harris. And especially not in the mood he was in. His dick was huge, she knew, and if she weren't ready for it he could rip her cunt apart with it.
She tried to roll away from the waving head of the giant dick, but Harris caught her. He grabbed her by the hips from behind and pulled her back down to him.
"What are you going to do?"
"Fuck you, Claire. I'm gonna fuck you like an animal, just the way you like it!"
Claire's mind reeled as he forced her down on her knees and made her arch her ass cheeks up to him. She recalled vaguely having once suggested that Harris should ass-fuck her. It had started a tremendously bitter argument during which he had accused her of being perverted.
Her firm, shapely ass cheeks trembled beneath his groping hands and frightened her. The trembling woman started crawling away from him. But each time she would try to break away, Harris would pull her back. He seemed to grow angrier and more infuriated by her escape attempts. She decided it would be best to go along with him. Claire hoped that he would fuck her quickly, and she might be able to reason with him afterward.
She was actually stunned by the heated feel of his huge prick in full erection, pressing with its swollen cockhead against the now widespread crevice between her ass cheeks. She jerked forward a little and he pressed his prick further in her ass, laughing hoarsely.
"Oh, come on now, Claire! Don't tell me you're a cherry in your ass-hole?"
"No, of course not. But you're so big, Harris. I've never seen or felt you so big!"
The sight of those large full moons of her generous ass inflamed him. The rage was in him like a fever, demanding that he get more.
He dropped to his knees and pulled her back to her knees in front of him. Breath was rasping heavily through the frightened woman's flared nostrils, and racking sobs shook her whole body.
"Back your hot little ass up to me!" he growled. "Back it up to me or I'll beat you, you cunt!"
Suddenly his hard hands dug brutally into her hips and began pressuring her backward toward him. Her naked, quivering ass was exposed completely to his giant, bobbing prick.
Her gleaming cheeks glowed from the harsh light as he guided them back toward his eagerly pulsating cock. His prick, swollen and bloated to its immense length and thickness, jerked powerfully in anticipation. With no thought of mercy, he kneeled in closer behind her, and with his own knees he roughly spread the knees of the terrified woman and began fervently working his fingers up and down the shadowy, tightly clenched crevice between her cheeks.
Soon, his finger found her crinkled ass-hole. It was dry and spongy.
He grasped his heavy, thickly rigid rod of flesh and pressed its throbbing knob to the puckered little opening. He laughed aloud as he heard Claire gasp at the realization of what he was doing.
"Oh, no. OH, GOD, NO, DON'T! YOU'LL KILL ME WITH IT! IT'S TOO BIG TO GO IN THERE!"
She cowered, screaming at him on all fours, the carpet rubbing her knees bloody. She couldn't believe what she was feeling as Harris prodded relentlessly at the small, clenched mouth of her ass-hole, trying to work into her with his monstrous cock.
He strained and humped, trying again and again to get his huge, hard cock into her tiny ass-hole. Cursing, he drove with all the strength of his body, but he couldn't get the blunted head of his massive tool into the frantically tightened little opening.
In desperation, he reached under her with one hand and parted the slit of her pussy. He used his fingers roughly to dip juice from her cunt and ladle it over her puckered ass-hole.
He rubbed and rubbed her clitoris and the walls of her soaking pussy. Soon her juices were flowing out from the depths of her responding body. They felt warmly silken and sticky. Moments later his finger was squishing back and forth in her cunt.
He wormed his fingers teasingly in and out of her wet cunt and then pressed some of the hotly seeping juices upward from her pussy hole to moisten the fleshily sweet ass-hole. The feel of the tender, readied flesh sent his cock jerking anew. His hand caught the impatiently throbbing prick and pressed the slippery knob against her cringing rear hole.
"OH, JESUS, DON'T ... DON'T!" Claire screamed as she felt the prodding dick against the edges of her ass-hole. The pressure was unbearable as she felt the huge, beating tip trying to invade her from behind.
She was sure he would kill her. No one could stand or take that enormous monster in the ass.
Behind her, Harris drove harder, feeling the tight, clenched little opening beginning to give before his shifting cock as he pressed deeper and harder at the resisting passage leading to the depths of her bowels.
Then, with a quick, wet popping sound, his cockhead shot hotly up her ass. The ring muscles were so tight as they slipped warmly up over his cock that he gasped with pain, for they seemed to be as hard and rigid as steel. It was like being caught in the grip of a vise. But his mind loved it. So did his cock.
His hands came around and grabbed the heaving white tits to give him additional leverage for ramming his prick straight into the heated depths of her ass.
He felt the overpowering sensations and tremendous heat from her depths being transmitted to the entire throbbing length of his prick. The wildly pulsating knob was lodged just inside her tight rear hole, and he could feel the convulsively squeezing muscles trying to get rid of his hot, hard tool.
He laughed again as he realized that she was trying to squeeze his prick out. With a loud grunt of joy, he lunged forward and drove his beating cock far up into the velvet sweetness of her ass.
"OH, GOD, NOOOOOO! IT'S TOO BIG ... IT'S WAY TOO BIG!" Claire screamed, the first wave of agony really hitting her when he started ramming the huge, impatiently pounding staff deeper and deeper into her tortured bowels.
She could hardly think beyond the film forming over her eyes from the fiery pain in her body as he mercilessly rammed her ass-hole again and again, forcing his huge cock far up into her now softly resisting flesh.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, help me!" she shrieked through tightly clenched teeth, her eyes wide in stunned disbelief, as his angry prick seemed to reach the limits of her ability to stand anymore. "Harris, you're crazy! How can you force a woman to fuck you when she doesn't want to!"
"I'm afraid I've done a lot worse than that," he cried. "Ask Sandy! Ask your sweet innocent little girl!" Harris screamed, pushing again, so that his thick, long prick spread the back flesh of Claire's ass out wide.
"OHHHHHHH! GODDDDD!" Claire shrieked. What was Harris talking about? What had he done to their little daughter?
His hands slipped underneath her, gripping the huge hanging globes of her tits brutally, pulling at the nipples and pinching them hard.
"What in God's name did you do to Sandy?" she cried out, moaning from the pain that was now searing up through her ass-hole and racing around the harshly treated nipples of her tits.
Harris became quiet and silent behind her for the first time.
Claire suddenly knew just what he had done to Sandy. She felt a wave of horror spread through her quaking body, and a feeling of deep guilt. How could she ever have allowed her little girl to remain with such a sex fiend?
But these thoughts were soon forgotten by the slamming shaft of pain that filled the fullness of her quivering ass cheeks and shot through her ass-hole with a stabbing agony.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, stop! STOP! I can't stand the pain! Harris, stop! OHHHHHHH!" Claire had been fucked in her ass before, but she realized immediately that there was a big difference between ass-fucking out of desire and the brutal rape she was being subjected to now.
She felt so helpless, and the added shock of knowing that Harris had fucked his own daughter, his own flesh and blood, was doubling the pain already in her body.
"AAAAGGGOOOOWWW, STOP! STOP!"
His gigantic prick was snaking deeper into the soft, rubbery passage of her ass-hole, stretching, screwing, spreading it, twisting it mercilessly.
"Oh, fuck! It feels so good!" Harris cried, not paying any attention to the trembling form in front of him. He lifted her hips up and suddenly pulled her ass cheeks up into him. The rubbery ring of Claire's ass gave beneath the worming of his lust-filled prick.
He pinned her trembling ass to his belly, his cock stabbing far up into her.
"Ohhhhhh, Goddddd, Harris! Aaaaagghhh! Uggghhhh!" Claire cried out. Her excitement was growing more intense with each moment. Sensuous thrills were expanding within her moist, dark ass-hole and in the seeping well of her blonde pussy. Her clit began to jerk toward climax in spite of herself.
The orgasm spread backward from Harris' groping fingers to the raw nerve endings of her ass-hole. Her nipples sprang to a wild erection and she was coming again and again, her immense tits wallowing on the rug.
"Oh, my God, Harris! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, deeper! Now! NOW! Fuck me ... harder ... HARDER!" she screeched, her arms flailing, ass jiggling as the multiple orgasm took complete control of her senses.
Behind her, Harris had lost much of his insane anger. What remained was his passion for Claire, his all-consuming lust for her. He fucked into her ass furiously, exhilarated by what was happening. He was controlling Claire, he was really the masterful one for the very first time.
His balls smacked up against her exposed and syrupy cunt. His fuck pace quickened and he began to yell at her from the top of his lungs.
"Oh, Claire, darling! Oh, Claire, my baby! Oh, I love you, sweetheart! I adore you!" Both of his hands were cupped into her tormented pussy.
Claire was coming right under his hands and he could feel the wonderful silky walls of her juicy cunt seeping out their cum right in his fingers.
"Oh, Christ, Claire! Oh, Claire!"
The thick head of his prick pressed upward into ?aire's excitedly contracting ass-hole. Both of their bodies writhed and trembled together. Claire arched her back and fucked fiercely back up at Harris, her hands reaching around and grabbing onto his hanging balls as gush after gush of boiling, thick cum spewed out of his prick deep into her shithole. They fucked faster and faster, until they both screamed together as though neither had ever climaxed before in their lives.
After a few minutes, Claire fell forward against the thick rug, and Harris collapsed on top of her. They lay there for long moments, the only sound in the silent room being the pounding of their hearts.
"God," Claire moaned at last. "You've never fucked me like that before, darling."
"I know," Harris gasped, pulling his still-throbbing dick from her ruptured rear channel. "Oh, shit, how I know it."
She rolled over and smiled up at him. "I could even take some more of that. But this time in my cunt."
He returned her smile. "Spread it then." Claire spread just as Harris fell forward, burying his meat ball-deep in her cunt on the first stroke.
* * *
Both Duane and Tony were flabbergasted when Sandy expressed a desire to be fucked while watching another couple fuck.
"Hey, great with me," Duane said, "but for that we need another girl."
Sandy smiled coyly. "What about your gir friend, June?"
"Jesus, I don't know. I don't think June will go along with it."
Tony was suddenly just as hot for the idea as Sandy. "Hell, we might as well try."
Duane thought for a moment. "Okay, here's what we'll do. I'll get her in the bedroom and start plugging her. I'll leave the front door of the apartment open and you guys can come in!"
It worked like a charm. June and Duane were already going at it when the younger couple sneaked into the living room and knelt on the floor to watch.
"Jesus," Tony breathed, "Look at those tits!"
"Mine will be that big some day," Sandy replied. "Just look at my mother!"
Tony's face suddenly went bright red. "Yeah, Sandy, I, uh ... I want to tell you about something..."
"That you fucked my mother? Don't worry about it, Tony." Sandy ran her hand across the bulge in his pants. "I already know."
"Jesus. You mean...? "
"Shhh, look!"
June was spread-eagled on the bed, groaning, with her hands clawing the sheets. She was naked, rolling her head in contorted ecstasy while Duane knelt between her naked legs and ran his tongue up and down her body. He paused to suck her nipples to hardened pebbles, and then traced a wet line down the rippling flesh of her belly to her hot inner thighs. June's expression was that of a woman obsessed with sex.
Sandy gaped, completely absorbed by the performance in front of her. June was inflamed with passion, her mouth open and her eyes staring glassily. Duane positioned himself with his mouth over her pussy, his fingers on her belly and his thumbs on the outer lips of her pussy, exposing the soft, pink slit.
Then he dropped his head, and June reacted as though a thunderbolt had hit her. Her thighs clamped around Duane's head in a vise-like grip and began to gyrate with the licking, laving rhythm of his tongue.
Out of the corner of her eye, Sandy saw Tony pull his cock out of his pants. Her body began to sway in time with June's undulations on the bed. Duane continued the nerve-shattering sucking of the red-haired cunt.
"Harder, harder, Duane! OH, SUCK OFF MY PUSSY, DARLING!"
Tony reached over and began to stroke Sandy's pussy, and Sandy's body jumped. She pushed backward. He moved closer, his face inches from her own, his hands massaging her ass cheeks and her belly. She couldn't resist the mounting frenzy, the intense desire which was building rapidly inside her.
"Let's do it! Let's do it like you said, Sandy!" Tony whispered hotly. "Let's fuck while we watch them!"
Sandy nodded. She unbuttoned the sheer blouse she was wearing and let it flutter to the floor. Then she shrugged her shoulders and undid her bra and let the undergarment fall on top of the blouse.
Tony gasped. "Jesus Christ, you're beautiful!"
Sandy took his hands and placed them against her tits. He began to rub his thumbs over the erect nipples. She looked down at the fingers kneading her soft mounds and a rising tide of passion ripped through her. She unzipped her slacks and slid them part way off her hips. "Pull them off, Tony, quick!"
Exciting tremors surged through her. She was alive with sensation, and never had she felt so wanton, so unafraid of her own desires. She dropped to her knees and lay back on her ass cheeks. "Tony, fuck me, please!" she moaned. "I want you to fuck me, now!"
Tony's hands fumbled with the belt of his trousers. He undid the buckle then unzipped his pants. Then his pants were off and Sandy's cunt was gushing juice at the sight of his beautiful dick.
"Get on your knees! Then we can both watch them fuck at the same time!"
Tony helped her turn over and lifted her ass cheeks. Her butt was hit by a rush of cool air and she was suddenly burning with lust.
Tony dropped to his knees behind her, and Sandy felt the hugeness of his cock press into the quivering cleft between her widespread ass. Her butt cheeks cringed momentarily as the tight, swollen head of his prick pressed searchingly into her, forcing her head against the floor.
"Take your hand and guide me in!"
"Go slow, I'm still sore. Oh, shit, Tony, you're bigger than ever!"
"Yeah, I know. I'm hotter'n hell for you!"
Sandy carefully placed the blunt throbbing cockhead against her soft, hair-lined cunt opening. She felt him prod and work against her cunt hole, parting the lips and forcing his way inside the tight cunt flesh. She felt stretched, as though her tender pussy was being ripped, and then her thighs were swept wider apart and Tony's long, thick prick slithered into her hot, throbbing cunt passage until he was sunk to the hilt.
Sandy buried her face in the thick carpet to stifle the lustful cries erupting from her throat at the feel of his wonderful, massive cock in her pussy hole.
"Christ, your cunt's the greatest!" Tonny hissed, thrusting his meat still deeper into the soft, yielding hole between her legs. She was on fire, his hardened cock drilling into her belly. She struggled and swung her ass cheeks in an attempt to get more and more of his hot dick into her cunt.
Forever, she thought, I want to fuck like this forever! In her mind she wished that it was her father and mother on the bed. Sandy thought that would be the thrill of a lifetime; getting fucked while watching her father eat her mother's golden pussy.
Through her clouded daze, Sandy saw Duane's slobbering lips clasp hungrily on the warm, succulent cunt flesh between June's inner thighs. The red-haired girl smiled above him. She had moved around so that she was able to grab his prick and cup his balls while he screwed his tongue in her cunt. She was pulling insanely on his hard, fully erected cock.
Sandy groaned again as the meat behind her glued itself to the depths of her cunt. Her eyes rolled in ecstasy as they watched June whip Duane's prick with a frenzy of lust while he wallowed in the folds of her beautiful pussy. Sandy could see the tiny streams of spit run from June's lips. She was obviously ecstatic in her sexual dream world, and a strange light gleamed brightly in Sandy's eyes.
God, she thought, I wonder what it would be like to eat a pussy! Maybe, if June gets hot enough, she'll eat me!
Tony was fucking in and out of her cunt like a wild man. Her cuntal lips formed a tight, elastic ring of hot flesh around his thick, driving prick.
"Oh, Sandy, I love fucking you. I love you!"
"And I love your cock, Tony!" she screamed. "Fuck me with it! Fuck me forever with it!"
And, in the bedroom, Sandy's screams brought June up off the bed as if she'd been struck by lightning.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"
CHAPTER NINE
"Jesus, did you ever see anybody so fucking mad?" Tony said as they rounded the corner to their own block and approached Sandy's house.
"No," Sandy giggled. "I thought June was going to kill Duane. But, dammit, it serves them both right!"
"Yeah, maybe. But I didn't get to come. Shit."
"What's the matter?"
"My folks are home and your Dad's car is in the drive."
"So what?"
"I wanted to fuck some more!"
Sandy wanted to fuck some more too. But she wanted to fuck her Daddy. "Look, Tony, we'll get together tomorrow, maybe. Right now I'd better get in the house. I've got to get my father some dinner."
And some pussy for dessert, she thought.
"Okay ... I guess, dammit," Tony said. He pecked her on the cheek and turned into his own walk. "But I'll dream about you, Sandy."
She waved and practically ran to her own house.
She really did like Tony, and she enjoyed fucking him, but she lusted after her Daddy.
She was speechless when she found her mother and father together, waiting for her. Then she was alternately elated and crestfallen when they told her that Claire was coming back home to stay.
How would this affect her relationship with her father? She didn't want to be stopped from fucking him. But how could she do it, with her mother in the house all the time?
After dinner, her father left and Claire took Sandy up to their bedroom, the bedroom where he had so wildly fucked Sandy, for a long talk.
As far as Sandy was concerned, the talk was for the birds. She couldn't believe that her mother actually wanted to forget what had happened between her and her father.
"But, Mother, I don't want to forget it!"
"You must."
"I can't! I liked it ... and I want to do it again!"
"Yes, I suppose you did, darling. Let's face it, you're a chip off the old block ... my block. I just hope I'll be able to last with one man to satisfy me!"
"I know Tony Stepan fucked you, Mother. I've been fucking him too."
Claire smiled. Her daughter was doing the very things Claire had wanted to do when she was her age.
Maybe she should let her. Hell, maybe she should encourage her. She'd probably grow up with less hang-ups!
"Well, we'll talk about it later, darling. Right now I've got to take a bath and get ready for your father."
Sandy didn't leave as her mother started to undress. She reacted to the blonde woman strongly. There was no getting around the fact that Claire was sexy. She radiated sensuality, from the top fringe of her blonde hair to the voluptuous legs, which were bare and bronzed.
Claire leaned back and stretched, the full globes of her huge tits overflowing the tight restrictions of her skimpy top. The cut of her blouse only seemed to accentuate the deep crevice between the tits.
Then the blouse and skirt were gone and Claire stood before Sandy in only her bra and panties.
"God, you're beautiful, Mother."
"Thank you, darling."
"Let me help you with your bra." Sandy moved behind her mother. She unhooked the bra and watched her mother's huge breasts spill free. She remembered wanting to suck June's pussy, and felt her panties fill with the juice.
Claire rubbed her tits and shivered as her daughter's hands ran lightly down to the cheeks of her ass. She met Sandy's eyes in the mirror and another shiver passed through her body.
The look in the girl's eyes was unmistakable.
Sandy stood by the bed for a moment, staring at her mother's beautiful body. Then she slowly started to slip the white sheathed dress over her head, exposing her round little ass. Sandy heard murmurs of delight as the dress snaked its way up over her luscious hips and the soft white body emerged. Sandy could see her mother tremble.
It's going to happen, she thought, I'll make it happen!
Claire knew what she was feeling for the girl, and she couldn't stop it. Sandy looked so innocent and virginal. The flesh-colored bra and panties merged into her creamy skin and it looked as if she were naked. Claire felt shivers of curiosity tingling through her. The thought of seeing this beautiful young girl naked erupted goose pimples on her skin.
Then Sandy slipped the bra from her shoulders, letting the firm, ripe titties in all their beauty leap into view. The luscious twin peaks stood high and firm, the nipples puckered into a fleshy pink at the very tips. Bending over, her titties swayed beneath her body. Her hands nervously slipped the bikini panties down over the slim hips. She stepped out of them slowly, and dropped them on the floor.
Claire stared in fascination as the young beautiful girl, completely naked, lay back on the bed, her legs wide open, exposing the pink slit of her cunt as her hands caressed the soft mounds of her tits.
Claire shifted nervously, feeling the growing lust of the young girl. She didn't know what to expect, but something like this had never crossed her mind. She felt herself growing hotter as Sandy's hands moved down over her quivering belly to the mound of her pussy. A groan slipped from her lips as Sandy's fingers opened the cunt lips wide until the wet, pink hole could be plainly seen. Sandy's legs slowly straightened over her head like two white columns, splitting wide the pink cunt until it was gaping wide open towards her mother.
Claire gasped as the girl inserted two fingers into the slit, stroking the tiny pulsing clit until she was writhing excitedly. Sandy's face tightened as the fingers searched and found the hole, then pushed slowly in with a wet, sucking noise. A soft moan of pleasure purred from Sandy's lips.
Claire moaned passionately as she felt her own hand move down across her belly to the mound of her cunt. She gasped as her fingers opened the lips and slipped inside her moist slit. She jerked as the fingers found her clit and caressed it until it was throbbing excitedly. She whimpered deep in her throat as she felt the juices starting to flow in her cunt.
"Sandy ... ohhhh, Sandy!" Claire croaked.
"Yes, Mommy, yes. I want to! Let's do it! Let's do it together!"
Claire slipped off her panties and joined her daughter on the bed. She rested her hand on the girl's tender young titties. Then her mouth replaced her hand on the nipple.
"Yes, yes, Momma, suck it! Suck my titties!"
Her daughter's words sent Claire's mind into a tail spin. She increased the activity of her tongue on the throbbing nipple. Her fingers left the navel for the lushness of Sandy's pubic hair. She fingered through the soft, downy fur. Sandy's ass and cunt began to move. It delighted Claire. She nipped at the hardening nipple as her finger slipped out of the hair and followed the ridges of the meaty cunt lips.
Sandy's movements became more urgent. Her breathing became more rapid and deep as Claire's gentle fingers spread the moistening lips and delved into the warmth of pink flesh. The telltale gasps delighted her mother as she rolled the tiny clitoris in her fingers and her mouth formed a smoothly sucking oval on the luscious tit.
Sandy lifted her ass slightly and worked against the caressing fingers at her clit. She pressed Claire's head against her tit, trying to put the swelling globe deeper into the sucking mouth.
Her legs spread, her passions rose and she forgot the entire outside world. Her consuming desire had taken over and everything else in the world could go straight to hell. Coming was all that mattered.
She strained, groaned, moaned and pushed against Claire's talented tongue and fingers. Higher and higher she began to go.
Claire moved between her legs and moved her mouth wetly down her daughter's convulsing body, stopping at sensitive areas to suck in mouthfuls of willing flesh.
Sandy's legs and knees went up and out as Claire's tongue reached her cunt. The tongue slid up and down one eager lip and then the other, but never entered the crack. The inflamed pussy snapped at the evasive tongue, trying to capture it between the hungry lips.
"Don't tease me, Mommy ... don't tease me! Make me come! Go in and take me! Suck me dry!" Sandy pleaded. The girl was desperate to feel her mother's tongue inside her cunt.
Then the gentle tongue was sliding down over her bared belly, through the furry hair ... lower, lower ... to the eagerly waiting slit between her legs.
Her thighs lurched upward as Claire's tongue brushed over her clitoris, inspecting the width and depth of her cunt slit
"Good, darling?"
"Wonderful!" the girl moaned. "Do it! DO IT!" The young girl began to breathe faster, her body taut, her eyes tightly closed as she felt Claire's soft, moist lips move along the sensitive insides of her parted thighs, slowly kissing their way upwards, until all at once they were there.
Sandy gasped at the sensation and her cunt bucked up as she felt her mother's lips gliding gently, tantalizingly, over her cuntal flesh. And then the woman's long pointed tongue snaked out and buried itself deep into the hotly steaming hole between her daughter's thighs.
"Ooohhhh ... aaaggghhhh!"
Sandy cried out in joy, as her back arched and her head fell back against the pillow under the force of Claire's assault.
Claire centered her attention on the blonde triangle before her, licking hard now, her tongue sluicing through the hot, wet open flesh of Sandy's pussy.
Each jab brought a deep low moan of pleasure from the girl writhing passionately on the bed. Each searing swipe seemed to last an eternity, making Sandy keenly aware of every fraction of an inch that it dragged over her convulsing pussy. She could feel the sensation start far down at her ass-hole, then thrust deeply into her wide open slit, on its way to mercilessly slash the tiny pink-red bud at the tip of her quivering clitoris. Each lash of the woman's tongue seemed charged with some kind of electricity that was almost more than
Sandy's nerve ends could bear.
And then all at once she felt herself starting to come.
"Ooohhhh ... OH GOD!" She screamed wildly and thrust her cunt up, her legs trembling, chills dancing along her spine. A whirlpool of raw lust exploded in her brain as her mother continued to lick and suck on her cunt flesh, bringing her to a new high, as only another woman could.
When at last Sandy came down from her peak, she opened her eyes to find her mother seated calmly beside her on the bed, smiling down at her.
"Know what, little one?"
"What, Mother?"
"Maybe there's a way, after all."
* * *
Harris rolled in the bed and moved closer to the naked, voluptuous body beside him. It was a familiar body; Claire's. It felt so wonderful just to know that she was there beside him. He resolved once more to never let her out of his life again, no matter what it might cost him. It was clear that he would go completely out of his mind without her. He needed her too much, and loved her too desperately.
His hand stroked her thigh lovingly, tenderly, rubbing the soft skin slowly back and forth with a touch designed to awaken her lust slowly, to make them both aware of each other at the same time, wanting to fuck each other at the same instant.
Leaning over her voluptuous body, Harris pressed his cheek against the warmth of her body, her naked, massive tits rising and falling against his face. The huge, rounded white mounds with the cherry on each tip trembled slightly with each breath she took.
Jesus, she was gorgeous!
His lips automatically sought one big nipple and sucked on it, taking it deep inside his mouth. It instantly rose to attention between his teeth and tongue. He could feel his long prick growing stiff, sticking out, striking against the side of the thigh he continued to stroke.
"Do you want to fuck?" he moaned around the tit-flesh in his mouth.
"You know I do, darling. I always want to fuck."
And, through the crack in the door between their bedrooms, Sandy watched her mother and father's lovemaking begin.
"Fuck me, Harris. I need your prick so much!"
"Suck me a little first, darling!"
Sandy stood transfixed as she watched Claire's lips part. She lovingly brought his huge, rigid cock to her mouth and slipped her sensuous lips around the heavy knob. Sandy could feel her heart pounding in her chest when she saw her mother move her head forward so that the throbbing, thick dick slowly disappeared into her mouth.
Harris' hips lurched upward, sending his massive meat deep into his wife's warm, wet mouth. Hungrily, Claire sucked on his pounding shaft, feeling the giant knob brush deep into her throat.
Claire's head bobbed up and down wildly, taking more and more of his fuck-pole into her throat on each lunge. Then she suddenly pulled her face off the throbbing staff and cried out, "Oh, Harris, I can't stand it another minute ... my pussy's on fire! Ram this gorgeous cock up me! FUCK ME!"
Sandy's squeezed her rounded thighs together to still the demanding itch between her legs as she watched her mother fall back on the bed with her legs held wide apart. Sandy was staring straight into Claire's exposed cunt. She could see the bright pink flesh of her pussy beneath the heavy, thick, curly bush of moist pubic hair. She held her breath when she saw Harris drop to his knees between her mother's legs.
Harris took his prick in his hand and stroked it as he slowly guided it to his wife's waiting pubic mound. He held it poised at the entrance to her cunt for a long moment, then lunged into her with a hard thrust of his powerful hips.
"Oh! Oh, SHIT!" Claire exclaimed as his heavy, thick meat rammed into her body.
Sandy's lungs ached until she was forced to exhale the breath she had been holding. The young girl's body began to quiver as she watched her father's firm hips arch up and down as he slowly began pumping his prick into the willing pussy. Sandy could see his heavy balls hanging down and swaying wildly as he humped up and down on top I of her mother. She could even hear them slapping against Claire's firm buttocks.
Sandy was about to rush into the room and dive into the bed with them, when the sound of the doorbell rang through the house.
"Shit, just shit!" she hissed and ran down the stairs. She was hoping her parents hadn't heard it.
The last thing she wanted to happen was for them to stop fucking before she could join them!
CHAPTER TEN
Mentally, Sandy cursed Tony for bothering her at such a time. Then she cursed him out loud when he insisted on coming in. His hands were immediately under her nightie and his hard cock was pressing against her belly.
"C'mon, Sandy, I just gotta fuck you!"
"I can't. Mommy's come back and I'm busy right now!"
But as she watched the boy's eyes hungrily devour her body through her nightie, she knew she wouldn't be able to get rid of him.
"Please, Sandy?"
"Oh, shit, don't you understand, Tony? Mommy and Daddy are fucking and I'm watching them! Now, if you want to watch too, okay. But be quiet!" She turned on her heels and Tony watched their small, delicious ass cheeks swaying down the hallway and out of sight.
Cautiously, he closed the door behind him and followed her path, feeling put down, as if he didn't have any choice in the matter at all.
He reached the top of the stairs and saw Sandy peering through a crack in one of the bedroom doors.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" came a shrieking female voice, her words more of a screeching, mewling grunt. "Suck it! Suck my cunt! OH, GOD, SUCK IT!"
Tony moved slowly and quietly down the hall. The moanings from behind the door were growing more and more distinct, and now for the first time a masculine voice was heard.
"You like that, sweetheart?"
"Yes! Oh, God, yes, darling! Suck my cunt again!"
Slowly and very quietly, Tony made the last few feet to the door, where he squatted down. Sandy was right beside him. His body tingled with delicious abandon as he imagined what must be happening, dreaming in his already fevered mind what Claire and Harris were doing.
"Please, darling, let me do the same for you!" Claire pleaded. "Ohhhhh, Jesus, can you suck a cunt!"
The heat from Sandy's body reached Tony. The lust was stirring hotly in his balls. He rubbed against her body. He wound his arms around her and squeezed, nuzzling his face in her hair.
"Let's fuck too," he whispered softly. His hands caressed her back, then dipped tentatively to her ass, cupping the round firm ass cheeks lovingly in his palms.
"Ohhhh, Tony, please," Sandy breathed, trying to pull away from him, "Oh, no, not now!"
"Yes, I want to fuck now!" he groaned.
In the bedroom, Claire was at the peak of arousal.
"Oh, fuck me, rape me, take me like you would a whore!" she shrieked. "RAPE ME!" She tensed her muscles more and spread her legs wider.
Harris couldn't hold off any longer. He was almost insane with lust now. Abruptly he ceased his manipulations of her clit and rose up beside her. Looking down at the magnificent form, his entire body yearned to possess her. His prick wanted to ram into her so far that it would come out of her mouth. He felt every inch in control of himself. Harris now knew just what this woman he had married wanted, and he intended to give it to her. He was going to rape the shit out of her!
His blood-engorged cock slipped upwards between Claire's thighs. Her breath caught as the thick head fit snugly at the entrance to her cunt. Her arms reached upward and caught him around the neck, pulling his lips down toward hers.
Harris sucked her tongue into his mouth as he pulled his body back a little, to lunge into her cunt with full force. He smashed his prick heavily into her aching cunt. His pistoning meat pushed back the clinging hairs of her blonde cunt mound, separating them and entering the wetness of her deep fuck passage.
He forced the pink cunt folds to move in rippling waves from the advancing lunges of his cock.
Claire's eyelashes fluttered wildly as she felt the powerful prick furiously fucking into her cunt. It was as if she had never been fucked before in her life.
"Oh, Jesus! I've never been fucked like this! Oh, Harris, you're the best! The very best fucker in the world!" Her head tossed back and forth as Harris' gigantic thick prick rammed into her pussy as though it would never stop.
Then the smooth, rubbery cockhead was there, wedged into her womb, delightfully expanding, pounding, thudding inside her. She was shooting her cum instantly, exploding around the full force of the wonderful fucking Harris was giving her.
"Oh, my darling, I love your cunt! God, you feel so good!"
Claire smashed her cunt up against him, her fuck passage aching for all his huge, hard meat.
"Oh, shove it in me, honey! GIVE IT ALL TO ME!" she cried, her hands reaching out to grasp hold of his hard buttocks.
His hands were tweaking and pulling at her tits, rubbing the nipples with his fingers.
"Eeeeggghhh! Aaaaggghhh!" Claire chanted, and Harris cupped his hand over her mouth.
"Sshh, darling, I don't want Sandy to hear us!"
She nodded to show she understood and then with one more incredible push he rammed his prick into her again. Claire thought she was being torn apart by the horrendous thickness of her husband's gigantic cock. He kept pushing and lunging into her, never letting up for a moment, and she couldn't catch her breath. She almost wanted to beg him to stop, and yet underneath it all she could feel something give way inside her, something being ground down by this wonderful hard meat.
Sandy watched the wild fuck session between her parents as though it were some kind of ceremony. She had never seen anything so fantastic.
She was almost glad Tony was there when she felt his searching fingers wrap around her tits from behind. She paid little attention except to note that the pleasurable tingling she had felt in her cunt before was being heightened now by his teasing fingers.
And it was nice to be able to rub her soft, white ass cheeks against the hardening cock that was sticking into her ass. Sandy suddenly wanted to have some companionship as she enjoyed the fuck scene her parents were performing.
"Oh, Jesus, Tony, look at it! Look how Daddy's prick is driving into her!"
Tony grunted that he was watching and lifted Sandy's nightgown up. He inserted his long thick prick with tenderness and care between his beautiful little Sandy's thighs. Then he bent down slightly and lifted her.
"I'm gonna put it in you, Sandy," he whispered. "I'm gonna fuck you like your Mom and Dad are fucking!"
Sandy only nodded, keeping her eyes on her father's cock, and spread her thighs a little more.
Tony arched his prick inward and up, pushing hard enough and controlling her hips, so that he was slipping his cock inside her with almost no effort at all.
The tightness of her pussy walls wrapped greedily around his worming cock, her ass cheeks quivering and spreading wide as he forced her downward. He felt the snug cunt flesh surround his ballooning prick.
He heard Sandy groan with delight. He cared little about what Harris and Claire were doing inside the bedroom, although they did seem to be having one hell of a fucking time. All his attention was on his precious Sandy's gem of a cunt.
Tony was somewhat surprised when he suddenly heard Sandy begin to groan out, "Oh, Daddy! Oh, ohhh, Daddy, fuck me!"
Her hips rotated backward as she pressured his prick, and Tony knew with certainty that he was just being used again. But still his cock throbbed into her joyfully, willingly, ready to accept anything from her juicy, hot little hole.
"EEEIIIGGGHHH!" Claire's cry rang out clearly and sharply from the bedroom, and Sandy snapped her hips down again onto Tony's prick.
"Ohhh, Tony, Mommy's coming again! Oh, God, I've got to have my come too!"
Tony thought he was prepared for anything, but Sandy's next words and actions completely threw him.
"I've got to go in there, Tony! I can't stand just watching anymore! I've got to get my pussy over my Daddy's prick!"
She pulled away from Tony's arms, letting his still hard, lusting prick slip from her cunt.
Then she ran into her parents' bedroom.
They were fucking in still another position, having gone through so many that Sandy's head swam with all the delights that would be hers in the minutes to come. Their daughter's entry into the room went unnoticed by Harris and Claire because Claire's face was covered by Harris' body.
His huge, hard prick fucked in and out of her mouth as wet, sucking noises filled the bedroom.
Sandy eyed the uncovered splendor of Claire's blonde pussy and moved instinctively toward it, removing her nightgown as she approached.
Then she dove her head between her mother's thighs and began to ravenously eat and suck the cum-filled cunt.
Claire felt the mouth on her cunt and at once she knew who it was. But before she could warn her husband, she felt Sandy's mouth bringing her to another climax.
At the same time, her husband jerked above her. His dick spewed thick spurts of hot cum into her throat. She swallowed his juice greedily as she bucked her cunt against her daughter's sucking mouth.
Then, as Harris' passion slowly subsided, he became aware of the other presence in the room. He twisted around.
"SANDY!" he gasped.
But Sandy paid no attention. Her blonde head bobbed, her mouth feeding on the sweet, tender flesh of her mommy's open, eager pussy. Her own hips and ass cheeks opened wantonly, moving in the air behind her.
There was a scramble as Harris left his straddling position and tried to reach his daughter.
But as he did so, Sandy just turned to him and pressed her naked body to his eagerly.
"Fuck me, Daddy! FUCK ME WHILE I EAT YOUR CUM OUT OF MOMMY'S CUNT!"
Claire looked down across her body and between her thighs to where her husband's hard dick was poised above Sandy's waving ass.
Her eyes met her husband's and caught. She smiled and nodded.
Harris grabbed his daughter's hips and eased his prick into her eager cunt. Sandy groaned into Claire's cunt and licked all the harder as her Daddy's cock filled her pussy.
"Yes, Daddy!" she gurgled around her mother's cunt-flesh. "YES, FUCK MY PUSSY!"
Of all the many strange experiences Claire had had and the bizarre things she had seen, this was the most unique of all. Claire had to admit that Sandy's body, as it pressed itself against Harris, was enchanting. She saw now why her husband had had so much trouble resisting her.
They fucked beautifully together.
Claire found herself becoming aroused at the sight of them, her handsome husband and her beautiful daughter coupled, clinging voluptuously to each other at the foot of the bed. Her heart was pounding at the thought of what they must be feeling together, and when they began to waver and drop toward the bed, their lips still clinging sweetly together, she moved over to give them room.
Before her eyes, she watched Harris' trembling, shaking hands lift the lovely Sandy into position on the bed.
"Oh, your delicious cunt! Your delightful little pussy!" he groaned, completely out of his mind with desire as he pushed forward into Sandy's cunt, letting his hardened prick flesh slip effortlessly into his daughter's sweet pussy.
Sandy turned her face toward her mother. Her features were twisted with obvious ecstasy and bliss at the full penetration of Harris' enormous prick. Sandy stretched out her arms to the beautiful older woman and pulled Claire down to her so that their titties pressed together and their lips ground against each other in a sensuous moment of love and lust.
Then Sandy's lips found her mother's ear. "Tony's in the doorway," she whispered. "His prick is hard and ready, Mommy. Why don't you invite him in to join us? Wouldn't it be fun, all of us fucking together, Mommy?"
Claire rolled around on the bed and looked toward the darkness at the door. But even before she could motion to him, she saw the boy's naked body materialize.
He stopped at the foot of the bed and smiled down at her. "I think," Tony said, "that this is how it all got started."
Claire looked at the boy's big prick waving in front of his groin. Her pussy started to pulse and gush its juices all over again. It wasn't as gigantic as Harris', but Claire knew this young man could make her see stars.
Harris was still shoving his over-sized prick into
Sandy's eager cunt. Her eyes rolled in their sockets, her small body writhing and twisting in her ecstasy.
"Ohhh, fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me and make me come while I watch Tony plug Mommy's pussy!"
Claire smiled at Tony and beckoned him over to her. She spread her" thighs open wide, and her blonde pussy winked invitingly at him.
She cried out in joy as the boy sank his youthful prick into her willing cunt.
"Oh, yes, Tony! Fuck me, little baby! Fuck me hard!"
And then Sandy pulled her father's head down to whisper in his ear.
"And tomorrow, Daddy, we'll invite June over for lunch! Wouldn't you like to eat Mommy and fuck June at the same time, Daddy?" Harris rammed his prick harder into his daughter's pussy. She smiled and fucked him back.
