The idea of a "Sensual Spinster" may seem to be a contradiction in terms for those who still hold to Victorian notions about the nature of women. In the Nineteenth Century it was widely believed that women have very little sexual feeling or desire, and that strong sexual urges are confined to the male. Whatever small residue of erotic sensibility a woman might have, it was believed, could only be aroused by a man. Therefore, how could a spinster, a woman alone, be considered "sensual?"
Modern psychiatry has taught us the falsity of this idea. Women have just as much sexual desire and need as men, and in some cases much more. Woman's ability to achieve multiple orgasms, while most males must be content with one climax per sexual act, is a case in point. This desire is not dependent on marital status, either. A woman alone may have just as powerful a craving for sexual fulfillment as her married sister. The spinster experiences special difficulty in satisfying this craving, however, because our outmoded moral code condemns sex for the unmarried female.
One victim of this Victorian morality is Ron a Carter, heroine of "The Spinster Teacher." Thirty-eight and unmarried, Rona is plagued by sexual needs which her society does not allow her to gratify. With the passing of the years and the increase of her needs, Rona finds herself obsessed with bizarre fantasies, some of which may lead the reader to think that she is abnormal. Nothing could be further from the truth. Dr. Anthony Storr, noted British psychiatrist, says, "Bestiality is a sexual deviation which seldom comes under the direct scrutiny of the psychiatrist as an actual practice. Fantasies in which women are sudeced by animals are, however, familiar to everyone ... To the imagination, the animal represents sexuality freed from the restrictions imposed by civilization and humanity; and both men and women envy the abandon with which an animal may be supposed to satisfy its erotic needs."
Rona Carter's fantasies, then, are not in themselves "abnormal." What is abnormal is her situation. A fully mature sexual being, she finds herself isolated and frustrated by outdated social codes. "The Sensual Spinster" tells how Rona finally breaks out of these senseless restrictions and finds the sexual fulfillment which was always her natural right as a human being.
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CHAPTER ONE
Miss Rona Carter blushed hotly. Standing before her eighth grade class, explaining a difficult point of English composition, she noticed that Jon Mills was staring at her tits.
Little bastard, she thought.
The boy wasn't talking, passing notes, or otherwise disrupting the class, so she really couldn't scold him. There was only that insolent stare, those bright green eyes directed right at the points of her big breasts. Rona wanted to strangle the kid. Instead she resorted to an old teacher's weapon and asked him a question.
"Jon," she said, "can you explain for the class what I've just been saying about the past perfect tense?"
Jon, a cocky redhead of thirteen, blinked. "Huh?" he said, as if he'd just been roused from a deep sleep. "Sorry, Miss Carter. I wasn't listening."
"Obviously," said Rona. "You'd better listen more carefully in the future, Jon. Otherwise you're in danger of flunking this course."
Jon's twin sister Joy giggled shrilly. That caused the rest of the class to crack up, including Jon. It made Rona blush again. Damn those twins-they were always embarrassing her, undermining her authority. They were the biggest troublemakers in school.
Rona resumed her lecture, struggling as best she could against giggles and snickers and guffaws from the class. She could hardly wait till the period was over and she could go home. It wasn't just the Mills twins who were bothering her. She was having a hard time keeping her mind on her work, she was so incredibly horny....
It seemed to happen to her more and more often lately, these acute attacks of lust. At thirty-eight she was beginning to feel that if she didn't get laid soon, didn't establish some kind of sex life, she'd go crazy. All day at school and for hours in the loneliness of her bed at night, Miss Rona Carter suffered powerful sexual urges which she couldn't satisfy because she had no man of her own.
Rona was by no means ugly. Even at thirty-eight she was still a handsome and striking woman, tall and buxom and graceful. Her thick gleaming brown hair fell almost to her waist, although for teaching purposes she wore it wrapped tightly in a bun. She also wore sensible mannish suits and shoes, though they didn't conceal her spectacular figure. Rona had long shapely legs, a tiny firm waist, and great jutting breasts that stood out firm and pointed. No, she wasn't ugly, but her cool aloof manner had always kept the men away. So at the most lusty period of her life, she was a spinster and had no prospects at all of finding a man.
She glanced around as she spoke and found that Jon was gawking at her tits again. They seemed to be the only thing that interested him about her class. He wasn't a bad-looking boy. Red-haired and freckled like his sister, he had handsome regular features, alert green eyes, and a winning smile. His body was just beginning to take on the features of manhood, his shoulders broadening, his arms and legs becoming tautly muscled. Rona studied his body and focused on his crotch. She blushed again.
The damned kid had a hard-on, she was sure of it.
The tight crotch of Jon's jeans displayed an unmistakable bulge. A hard line stretched the cloth, and occasionally the suspicious lump twitched. Had he gotten a cock-stand just from staring at her tits? No, more likedly he was also having dirty daydreams about her, imagining how she'd look naked....
Rona wanted to drop through the floor. At the same time she experienced a hot flash of lust that melted her belly and made her cunt juice spurt out to wet the crotch of her panties. Just looking at Jon's fat little hard-on was enough to make her violently horny. Oh, God, if only she had a man....
"All right, class," she said, "I've explained the point to you. Now we'll put it into practice. I'm going to have you go to the board and write sentences using the past perfect tense. Jon, you can be first."
There was a roar of laughter as Jon got to his feet and blinked. Obviously he hadn't been listening again and didn't have the slightest idea what the teacher wanted. Gamely he walked to the blackboard and took up a piece of chalk. He wrote "The"-and then turned to look at Rona. The class roared again.
"Go ahead, Jon," Rona said icily. "Write a sentence using the past perfect tense."
She'd teach the little brat to pay attention in class. Jon reddened and turned back to the board. Rona sat down at her desk at the front of the room and watched him struggle. He'd have to learn that he couldn't just spend the day gawking at her breasts....
As she waited for Jon to compose a sentence, Rona's mind drifted off. She recalled her isolated childhood on a remote farm in Montana, and how she'd never been able to make friends at school. By the time she got to teachers' college, she was too shy and withdrawn to attract boys. While the other girls dated and got engaged, Rona went home alone every night to her dorm and studied. This got her good grades, but it didn't solve her loneliness, nor did it solve an even more pressing problem, her growing need for sex.
Her stern parents had always told her to save herself for marriage, but Rona began to realize that she might never marry. Was she going to be a virgin all her life? The idea horrified her. She got so desperate that she was willing to give herself to the first man who came along-and that man turned out to be Professor Ralph Wiggins.
Professor Wiggins was certainly no dream man. Fifty years old, short, plump, and bald, he wore thick wire-rimmed glasses and waddled like a duck. Nevertheless he had great charm, and this charm bowled over innocent Rona Carter. It was in her senior year that she took Professor Wiggins' English literature class and he asked her to be his student assistant.
The job involved coming to his office in the evenings and helping him grade papers. Rona needed the money, and she was flattered that the professor had chosen her for the job. About the third evening, however, it became apparent that he was interested in more than her brains.
Young Rona was sitting beside the professor at the big table, marking papers, when she felt his knee pressing against hers. She assumed it was an accident, and she moved her knee away. A few seconds later he was pressing her again. She glanced over and saw that his plump face was bright pink and that he was staring blankly at the paper before him.
Suddenly he turned and grabbed her.
"Porfessor!" Rona cried. "What are you doing?"
Wiggins responded by kissing her wetly. Rona gasped and tried to wriggle away, and in doing so she made them both fall out of their chairs. They landed in a tangle on the floor of his office, and to her horror Rona saw that her skirt had flown right up to the lacy leg-bands of her panties. Wiggins gawked hungrily at her long shapely legs and the wispy pubic curls that sprang from under the elastic of her panties.
"Miss Carter," he said hoarsely, "I've wanted you since the moment I saw you."
He lunged at her, knocking her down on her back, and began to paw her big quivering breasts, massaging them roughly through the thin material of her blouse and bra. Rona was horrified and didn't know what to do. No man had ever touched her before, no one had even kissed her. She could hear her mother's stern voice saying, "Don't ever let a man touch you before marriage. They're all animals. They only want one thing."
Rona knew what that one thing was, in spite of her innocence and lack of experience. She'd read all about sex, and she could tell from the professor's behavior that he was horny. She considered the idea: he wanted to put his cock in her cunt. The very notion made her blush buriously. She recalled some of the vulgar terms she'd heard some of the other girls using in their gossip sessions at the dorm. He wanted to ball her, screw her, FUCK her ... It was terrible, dirty!
"Please, Professor," she said, "let me GO! I'm NOT that kind of girl."
Professor Wiggins paid no attention to her protests. In his excitement, his glasses had fallen crooked on his nose, and his long hair was dishevelled, poking out in spikes in all directions. His face was red with lust, and he was breathing loudly as he pawed her breasts. He began unbuttoning her blouse.
"Oh, God, NO!" said Rona. "Please, you mustn't do this .,. ."
"I want you," he said, almost growling in his horny excitement. "I have to have you. I'll die if I don't have you, Miss Carter."
He was lying half on top of her, and Rona could feel something very strange pressing against her thigh. It was long and straight and hard, like a stick, yet it wasn't dead. It kept twitching and pulsing. With horror she realized it was his penis-or as the other girls called it, his cock or prick.
She squealed and tried to roll away from him, but he was too heavy for her. Panting loudly, he succeeded in unbuttoning her blouse and drawing it back to reveal the great cones of her breasts tightly held in her demure white cotton bra. He reached under her and unhooked the bra, and before the startled girl could stop him, he'd shoved the bra right up to her throat.
For the first time in her life, a man was looking at her naked tits.
Rona blushed furiously. She felt humiliated and horrified. She felt it was very wrong for the professor to see her naked, even from the waist up. Wiggins was gawking at her bare breasts as if they were the eighth wonder of the world, his little watery blue eyes gleaming with excitement.
Rona's breasts had always been a source of embarrassment to her. They were huge from the time she was fourteen, swelling out in front of her, often popping the buttons on her blouse. Boys snickered when she walked past them, for no matter how careful she was, her big tits always bounced and swayed. Wiggins gazed delightedly at the huge creamy white mounds and her little light brown nipples.
"Jesus," he said, sighing, "you've got the biggest boobs I ever saw."
Rona was horrified at his language. It didn't sound like the dignified professor. Not only did he talk dirty, he suddenly plunged his wet mouth down on one of her little soft nipples and began to suck it. Rona gasped in horror. It was an incredibly naughty thing to do, to take her nipple in his mouth and suck on it like a baby.
He sucked loudly, juicily, on her nipple, and Rona began to feel something very strange. Hot pleasure inflated her breast, making it swell and tingle and her nipple began to go rigid and bumpy in his hotly sucking mouth. Streaks of lusty pleasure shot right from her nipple down to the mysterious region between her legs. All her sexual organs were down there, she knew, but her mother had told her never to touch herself there except briefly when taking a bath. Rona was surprised to find how ALIVE she was between her legs. She grew very hot and moist down there as the professor sucked her tit.
"Ummmm," he said, smacking his lips.
He moved to the other nipple and began to suck it. Rona stared down at the first nipple and saw that it was tautly erect and gleaming with his spit. As he sucked the second nipple, she felt those strange jolts of pleasure streaking through her body again. What was happening to her? Why should she enjoy his lewd and dirty actions?
She felt the professor's wet, hot little hand creeping up her inner thighs. She was too horrified to protest, and in another second he was touching the crotch of her prim white cotton panties, feeling the heat and moisture there. He made a gurgling sound in his throat. He sucked harder on her nipple, and Rona felt dizzy with pleasure, so dizzy that she said nothing as he slipped a finger inside her panties.
Wiggins felt the intense heat of her pussy, the fine curly hairs, the growing wetness. He slid his finger around in her spongy hot tissues till he located the tiny bump of her clitoris. He began to rub the little joy-button, the most erotically sensitive organ of a woman's body.
"OHHHHH," Rona said, moaning hoarsely.
She couldn't suppress that cry of joy. Whatever he was doing, it felt incredibly good. She'd never explored herself down there, so she was unaware of how sensitive her clit was. Wiggins' naughty finger rubbed briskly back and forth on the tiny wet bump, and fiery waves of pleasure melted her loins. She felt her cunt contracting violently, then a flood of pussyjuice from her aroused vagina that soaked his hand. Good Lord, what was happening to her?
Wiggins finally jerked his mouth off her nipple with a loud wet plop. He grinned knowingly at her and then began to tug down her panties.
"Oh, no, NOOOO," Rona said. "NO, YOU MUSTN'T...."
"Nonsense," said the professor. "You want it."
"Want WHAT?" said Rona.
"You want me to make love to you," he said eagerly. He was rubbing her clit very fast now, making her dizzy and almost blind with pleasure. "Your pussy's all wet, darling. You want me. You want to fuck."
Rona gasped at the naughty word. She was going to protest again, but the professor suddenly wormed a thick finger into the juicy steaming mouth of her little hole, imitating the movements of a cock.
"OOOOOO," Rona said, "AAAHHH!!!"
"Yes," he said, crooning lustily, "you want it...."
He went on working his stiff finger in her soaked cunt, making a lewd squishy noise. Rona was so blinded with the pleasure of it that she hardly noticed when he slipped off her panties. The plump balding professor gazed hungrily at the sweet dainty little triangle of brown fur that decorated the base of her belly. Then he was quickly slipping down his pants and shorts....
Rona's fluttering eyes caught something strange. The professor was kneeling beside her, working his finger stiffly in her wet juicy cunt, and with his free hand he was pulling his clothes down to his knees. What caught her eye was the pale flash of his erect cock as it popped from the confinement of his shorts. Rona gawked. She'd never seen a penis before.
It wasn't large, though she didn't know that. It seemed huge to her. Four inches long, incredibly stiff and fat, it had a pale rose shaft and a fat purple head. The glans had a dark slitted mouth, and from this opening thick white cream was bubbling. Rona gawked and gawked. She saw that his rosy little prick sprang from a thick coarse bush of grey hair, and below that hung his dark red balls, also coarsely bushed with grey fur. His aroused prick and nut-sacs seemed ugly and menacing to her.
With a wet gurgle of lust, the professor suddenly threw himself onto her and wriggled between her thighs.
"Oh, NO," cried Rona, "NOOOOOH!"
It was too late. She felt his cock entering her body, incredibly stiff and thick and hot. She gasped in horror as her virginity vanished, as Wiggins' sturdy hard little prick pushed relentlessly into her narrow wet cunt, right up to the pulsing mouth of her womb. There was no pain, for his prick was small and her cunt well lubricated. There was only a strange sensation of being stuffed, filled....
"AHHHH, Christ," said the professor as his taut little testicles came to rest against her firm round buttocks. "You're so hot in there, darling, so good and tight ... It'll be a pleasure to fuck you."
Rona winced at the terrible word. Then she gasped as he began to ball her. In and out, jabbing and sawing, went his stiff little dick. It rubbed deliciously over her sensitive aroused clit, tugged blissfully at the fiercely hot lips of her cunt. It felt wonderful. Rona had to admit it. She knew it was wrong to fuck this man, to make love to someone not her husband, but she couldn't deny the intense joy of her body, the hot and eager response of her virgin pussy. She gave up all resistance. She let her legs fall wide open, giving him room to work, and she moaned hoarsely in her pleasure.
Wiggins felt her steamy cunt-juice boiling around his jerking prick, felt her wide hips begin to move in time to his swift strokes. He heard her hoarse cries of pleasure and felt her fingers digging lustily into his shoulders. "Yes," he said excitedly, "isn't it good? I'll fuck you well, darling, just relax and enjoy...."
Suddenly Rona screamed shrilly and her lush young body shook with the delicious spasms of her very first orgasm. It was hardly over before she hugged the sweating professor fiercely to her and said urgently, "Do it to me again. Oh, please, MAKE ME CUM AGAIN. Don't stop ... DOOONNNN'TTTT!!!!"
"I won't," he said happily. "We'll do it all night if you want."
They did, fucking again and again, till they were both exhausted. After that Rona came to his office every night to get laid. She couldn't do without it, couldn't get enough of it. Then at the end of the year, when she graduated, he suddenly dropped her. It turned out he had a wife and seven children and had no intention of getting involved with Rona. She found out later that Professor Wiggins seduced a different coed every year.
That had been twenty years ago. Rona still felt bitter about the way he exploited her, yet she couldn't think of him without getting violently horny. She remembered vividly every fuck they'd had ... Oh, God, if only she had someone to fuck her now....
Jon had been standing at the blackboard for almost fifteen minutes and had only written "The cat." His face was red with embarrassment, and his classmates were sniggering furiously. Rona decided that his punishment had gone on long enough.
"Very well, Jon," she said. "It's clear that you didn't listen to the lecture. That's another 'F' for you. You may return to your seat."
Rona sent another student to the board. She remained in her chair, having pulled it out a little way from the desk, and presently she sensed that someone was staring at her. She glanced up and saw that Jon was gawking at her again, frankly and lustily as always, only this time his inquisitive green eyes were directed to her crotch.
Rona glanced down and saw that she'd been sitting with her legs apart. She blushed deeply and quickly closed her thighs. Oh, my God, the kid must have seen everything-her panties, soaked with horny juice, the escaping fringe of pussy hair. She wanted to die of embarrassment.
Mercifully, the bell rang, and she dismissed the class. She sat there alone in the room, aching with horniness. She was so desperate to get fucked, she could have screamed. Professor Wiggins had been her one and only lover. She hadn't been balled in twenty years....
She had to do something about it. Masturbation was a terrible thing, but Rona had been driven to it over the years to appease her awful lust. She groaned and slipped her hand up her skirt, began to caress the taut hungry bump of her clit....
She happened to glance up and saw the red-haired twins, Jon and Joy, peering at her through the window.
CHAPTER TWO
Rona leaped to her feet, shaking with shame and anger. "You two get away from there!" she said. The twins, giggling crazily, ran away from the window, off over the school grounds.
Rona shuddered. They'd seen her putting her hand up her skirt, caressing herself. It was terribly humiliating. Thank God she'd noticed them before she went any farther. What if they'd seen her sticking a finger up her cunt, frigging herself? In any case, that settled it. The twins had pushed her too far. She had to do something about them.
All year the Mills twins had been disrupting her class, taunting and humiliating her. She wouldn't stand for it any more. She knew from their records that their mother was dead and that they lived with their father, a successful businessman. She decided to call him and arrange a conference.
She went to the school office and dialed Kurt Mills' business number. When he answered, his voice was deep and pleasant. Rona said coolly, "This is Miss Carter, Jon and Joy's home room teacher. I've been having some difficulties with your children, Mr. Mills. I'd like to speak to you about it. Could we make an appointment?"
"Of course, Miss Carter," he said warmly. "How about dinner tonight?"
Rona was taken aback. "Well, it's hardly a social occasion, Mr. Mills," she said. "It's serious business. Perhaps it would be better to meet here at school."
"Why not mix pleasure with business?" he said. "I'd like to meet you, Miss Carter, get to know you, and dinner would give us plenty of time. I could pick you up around seven."
Rona gave in. The point was to see him, it didn't matter where. When she got home, she debated on how to dress. It was a dinner date, perhaps calling for something fancy, but in the end she decided to wear one of her sensible tweed suits and to keep her hair in a prim bun. After all, it was business, not pleasure.
Kurt Mills turned out to be breathtakingly sexy. Rona had never met a more attractive man. He was about forty, powerfully muscled, and ruggedly handsome. He had thick black hair that was beginning to turn silver at the temples, and he had a charming friendly manner. She could easily see how he became a success in business. He could probably charm the socks off anybody.
Rona struggled to keep their meeting on a business-like basis. She kept looking at Kurt Mills and imagining how he'd be in bed, how exciting it would be to make love to him. Stop it, she thought angrily, he wouldn't want YOU....
"So what's this trouble you've been having with my kids, Miss Carter?" he said pleasantly. "Tell me about it."
"They're disruptive," said Rona. "They pay no attention in class, they get the others to laughing." She blushed as she spoke. She could hardly tell him that his son stared at her tits all the time.
He sighed and chuckled. "Well, Jon and Joy have always been a handful," he said, "especially since my wife died several years ago. I know I haven't been strict enough with them. I'll have a talk with them, Miss Carter, and tell them to shape up in class. I'm sorry for the trouble they've caused you."
Rona was very pleased with his cooperative attitude. When he took her home, she invited him in for a nightcap. She couldn't help gawking at his body as he crossed the living room and selected a comfortable chair. His shoulders were so broad, his waist and hips so trim, and the muscles positively bulged under his sleeves and pants legs. My God, to have a lover like that ... Rona almost laughed aloud. No one wanted her, a grim old spinster.
"I hope you'll pardon my saying so, Miss Carter," he said abruptly, "but you're a very attractive woman."
Rona blushed right down to her toes. "Why, uh, thank you, Mr. Mills," she said awkwardly.
"Call me Hurt," he said, reaching out to take her hand. He drew the blushing schoolteacher down to sit on the arm of his chair. "You could be even more beautiful if you'd let your hair down and wear more feminine clothes," he said. "Here, let's try this."
He deftly pulled the hairpins out of her bun, and Rona's thick brown hair tumbled down to her waist. "Nice," he said. "Here's another improvement you could make. Don't wear your clothes buttoned all the way up to your chin. Show off those great tits of yours."
Rona blushed furiously. He suddenly unbuttoned her blouse halfway and drew it open to show the ripe deep cleavage of her large breasts. "Fantastic," he said, openly admiring her cleavage. "You shouldn't hide them, Rona."
Blushing hotly, she leaped from the air of his chair and drew her blouse closed. "Mr. Mills," she said coldly, "this was to be a business meeting. I don't like your language, and I don't like your manner. I think you'd better leave."
He laughed and sprawled more comfortably in his chair. "Rona," he said, "how long has it been since you got laid?"
"WHAT?" said Rona.
"You heard me. You act so jumpy, so nervous, that I just assumed you need a good hard fuck. If a woman doesn't get laid often enough, she gets irritable-like you."
"How dare you?" Rona said angrily. "Get out of my house, you-you PERVERT!"
Kurt Mills laughed again, got up, and walked over to Rona. He swept her into a powerful and embrace and kissed her hungrily, digging his tongue deep into her mouth. Rona gave a muffled gasp and pushed desperately at his broad shoulders, but he was much stronger than she was. He kept his mouth glued to hers, working his wet tongue wickedly in her mouth, and he slid one big hand down to cut her wriggling buttocks.
Rona felt suddenly hot excitement. She was outraged at Kurt Mills' behavior, but she couldn't help responding to the hard pressure of a male body. It had been so long, twenty years now, since she'd been held and kissed. Even as she protested and pushed at him, she felt her pussy growing red-hot with need.
Kurt broke the kiss and began easing her down onto the floor. Rona gasped with shock and tried to fight him off, but he merely laughed and pinned her hands behind her back with one big fist. She was lowered helplessly to the carpet, her great firm tits heaving violently. To her embarrassment, a couple of buttons popped from her blouse. Kurt chuckled.
"You shouldn't keep those gorgeous knockers penned up," he said. "Obviously they want out. Here, I'll help them."
He tore her blouse right down the front, exposing her straining white cotton bra. Deftly he reached behind her and unhooked the bra, and Rona couldn't help sighing with relief as the cruelly tight band fell away. Kurt swiftly stripped off her torn blouse and her bra, leaving her naked to the waist, then flipped her onto her back again. It all happened so fast that Rona had no time to react.
She lay there panting and blushing while he gazed hungrily at her huge naked breasts. "Jesus Christ," he said in awe, "I've never seen tits that big before. Yet they're so beautiful-firm and round...."
He reached out and cupped two great fistfuls of creamy white breast. Her huge silky tits overflowed even his big hands. Her breasts were hot and throbbing with life, the nipples going taut and erect against his palms. He squeezed the big chunks of tit-flesh hungrily.
"Stop that," Rona said desperately. "Let me go.
I won't stand for this."
"Oh?" said Kurt, chuckling. "What are you going to do about it?"
Rona swung her arm with all her strength behind it, aiming for his face, but he caught her in mid-swing and easily pinned her arm behind her. Rona cried out in pain. He eased his grip but kept her arm firmly pinned.
"You can't possibly fight me off," he said mildly. "I'm much stronger than you, and I know wrestling and karate. You don't have a chance of getting away. So why don't you just relax and enjoy it, Miss Carter? I can tell it's been a long time since anybody made love to you. You probably need it pretty badly."
The awful thing was, he was right. She had gone a long long time without a man, twenty horny and lonely years, and she desperately needed to be fucked. Even as she wept and struggled, her starved pussy was burning with need. She was too proud to admit it, though.
"Let me go," she said desperately. "This is rape-I hope you realize that."
He laughed again, that infuriating cocky laugh. "It won't be rape for long, baby. I'm going to make you want it."
"NEVER," said Rona hotly.
"We'll see," said Hurt. "I bet this turns you on."
He jammed his hand up her skirt. Rona tried to close her legs, but she was too late. He already had his hand on the crotch of her panties. "You're hot," he said, "burning hot down there. Come on, Miss Carter, confess, you're horny."
"I am not," she said indignantly.
He chuckled and slipped a finger inside the tight crotch of her panties. Rona gasped and struggled as she felt his stiff finger easing along the hair-fringed line of her slit, touching her most intimate parts. He fingered and tickled the bumpy little mouth of her anus, then moved on to tickle and press the plump hot lips of her pussy. He moved on again till he was fingering the hot little bump of her clitoris. When he touched her there, Rona felt a sharp streak of pleasure running through her belly. She recalled vividly how Professor Wiggins had got her so hot and horny by rubbing her there.
Kurt was a much more expert lover than the professor. He seized her tiny clitoral shaft between his thumb and forefinger and began to rub and tweak the sensitive little organ. Blinding pleasure rocked her body, and Rona helplessly groaned. Her cunt churned with arousal and spat out a thick steamy load of pussy cream right into his hand.
He grinned down at her. "Feels good, doesn't it?" he said knowingly. "I felt you cream, Rona. I know you're getting hot for it."
"No, I'm not," she said, weeping with shame.
She knew how transparent her lie was. His palm was soaked with her horny juice, and he could see her flushed face and bright eyes. He knew she was aching for sexual release. Still her pride, her dignity, wouldn't allow her to admit it. She had to go on protesting. She was no whore.
Kurt rubbed her silky little slit-shaft faster and faster, melting her whole belly with pleasure. Cream flowed relentlessly from her long-famished vagina, soaking his hand. Rona fought it, tried to blank her mind and ignore the delicious feelings he was giving her, but it was no use. She wanted it, needed it, too much. She felt herself growing limp and dizzy, sinking down onto the floor.
"Yes, that's it," said Kurt, "lie down, relax ... Let me get you hot ... Let me play with your pussy ... "
His words were scandalous, and it was a dirty, terrible thing he was doing to her, tweaking and rubbing her naked clit, yet Rona couldn't bring herself to stop him. For the first time in twenty years a man was making love to her, stimulating her starved body, and she was thirsting for more. She was terribly ashamed of herself, but she just couldn't help it.
Kurt began easing down her panties. He gawked hungrily at the fine dilky brown pubic hairs that sprang into view, and he was delighted when he got her panties down over her buttocks and saw that she had a very small dainty triangular mons-muff.
She was a beautiful woman, even though she tried to hide it with her mannish clothes, prim hair-do, and aloof manner.
"NOOOOO," she said, moaning and writhing. It was a feeble protest, for she didn't stop him when he pulled her soaked panties off over her feet and tossed them aside. She didn't stop him when he pushed her shapely legs wide open and exposed her naked wet pussy.
She was even beautiful there between her legs. Her slit was narrow and dainty, the flesh a healthy blushing pink. A fine light circle of brown hairs surrounded the moist naked flesh, and in the very center he saw the tiny dark mouth of her cunt.
"You haven't fucked much, have you, Rona?" he said. "You cunt is so small. How many men have you had?"
"It's none of your damned business, you rapist," Rona said indignantly. She was too ashamed to admit that in thirty-eight years she'd had only one lover, and that that had been a long time ago.
Kurt only laughed. "Well, I'll stretch that little hole for you," he said eagerly. "I've got just the right thing for the job. Look, Rona. Look at this. Does this turn you on?"
She looked, and he quickly unzipped his pants and drew out his cock. Rona blushed deeply, but she couldn't help staring at it. It was only the second cock she'd ever seen in her whole life. Right away she noticed that Kurt Mills' prick was much bigger than Professor Wiggins'. In fact it was gigantic. It was in full straining erection, and she guessed it to be a good eight inches long. It was also enormously thick. It sprang from a black and silver pubic bush, and below that hung his big swollen balls, a dull red beneath their black fur.
It was strange, but Kurt's cock and balls didn't repel her the way the professor's had. In fact she felt her mouth filling with saliva as she observed the monster prick, felt her pussy growing red-hot as she thought of taking that huge tool into her body. Oh, God, she wanted it so badly ... but she was a decent woman, and she wouldn't dream of asking for it.
Kurt studied her expression and understood it very well. She wanted him, but she was a repressed woman, a slave of morality and modesty. She couldn't admit her own desires. He ached to conquer her, to destroy that cool mask of hers. He moved over to her, started to mount her.
"Oh, NO," said Rona, "no, I don't want to...."
Kurt paid no attention. He crawled onto her, pinning her down with his superior weight, and while the helpless spinster sobbed and sought vainly to roll out from under him, he jabbed around urgently with his hard erect prick. Her pussy was steamy hot wherever he touched it with his bloated glans. At last he managed to wedge his fat drooling cockhead into the small recessed mouth of her cunt. He pushed hard.
For the first time in twenty years she felt a prick gliding into her body. Her mother's stern voice came to her: "Don't let a man touch you ... They're all animals...." The voice was quickly drowned by the fierce pleasure that rocked her body. Kurt's enormous thick cock fully stuffed her narrow seldom-used vagina and pushed all the way to her womb. It felt fantastically good to have that long hard prick in her famished cunt. She simply couldn't help herself. She moaned loudly, hoarsely, and let her thighs fall open to him. Her excited cunt creamed heavily around his impaling prick, making his way slick and easy. She felt his coarse pubic bush tangling with her soft mons fur, his huge fat balls gliding to rest against her quivering butt. He was all the way into her, and she loved it.
"Christ ... TIGHT!" Kurt gasped. "Baby, you're tight ... This is fantastic ... UM, UM, UM, YE AHHHHH!!"
He began to ball her in long slow deep strokes, as if he wanted to spin out the pleasure of fucking her exceptionally narrow snug cunt. Her wet velvety vaginal walls gripped his meat deliciously, and she was scalding hot in there. He moaned softly as he moved in and out of her, it felt so good. It was amazing that a woman of her age could have such a girlish vagina.
Rona lay limp beneath him, half in shock. Although she'd dreamed and hungered for this moment for many lonely years, she still felt guilty. Thanks to her parents' incessant preaching that sex is dirty, she felt she was doing something terribly wrong. It was wrong to fuck a man she wasn't married to, wrong to enjoy it. Yet at the same time it felt so damned good....
"Come on, Rona, don't resist me," Kurt said breathlessly. "Relax, enjoy it ... You know you want it."
Rona sobbed in shame. Yes, dammit, she wanted it, but she was a decent woman. She'd slipped up only once before, with the professor, and she still felt terrible guilt over that. Kurt's slow-sawing prick was driving her into a frenzy of bliss, but she couldn't bring herself to admit it. She believed that only a slut, a bad woman, would admit her enjoyment of sex.
Kurt was beginning to feel frustrated. He wanted her total surrender. He could feel her feverishly hot vagina gripping him hungrily, her cunt-cream pouring out helplessly to drench his deep-digging cock. He heard her soft moans, felt her hips moving homily in time to his strokes. Yet her face was prim and expressionless. She was dying for his cock, but she refused to show it. He had to do something about that.
"All right, teacher," he growled, "I'll give it to you faster. You can't hold out forever."
He raised himself a little and began to ball her in swift hard jabs, his big stiff balls flapping loudly against her soft round ass. His hard cock-shaft rubbed back and forth over her tender clit, sending blinding waves of pleasure through her belly. That quick hard balling was going to be her downfall, she knew, unless she could resist it.
Rona clenched her teeth and tried not to think of how good it felt, how much she craved that rigid hot prick of his, but it was no use. It just felt too damned good. Her cream began to flood again, and his hard-driving cock screwed it right out of her to splatter on his belly. He sawed again and again on her sensitive greedy clit, and she felt herself losing all conscience, all morality. All she wanted was to cum, and to hell with everything else.
"Yeah, yeah, baby, dig it," Kurt panted, rhythmically throwing his cock in and out of her grasping slick pussy.
He could see the change coming over her handsome face. Her big brown eyes began to roll crazily, and her pretty pink tongue flashed out to lick her lips. Her teeth glinted whitely as she panted. She was losing control. Her tight nipping cunt was practically squeezing his dick flat, and her hips were flying in time to his fast fucking. He felt almost drowned in her flooding thick cream. Damn it, a woman simply couldn't get hotter than this, but she still refused to express her pleasure.
Kurt moved even faster, harder, in her boiling cunt, giving it everything he had. Suddenly Rona broke. Her prim spinster's face became a grinning mask of lust, and her voice went hoarse with pleasure.
"Ooooo, God," she whined, "yes, yes yessss ... Do it to me ... I want it ... OOOOO, it feels so GOOD!! FUCK ME!!!"
Kurt joyfully complied, and in another few seconds the gorgeous spinster was cumming like carzy, throwing her long legs high in the air, screeching her joy...."SHIT, FUCK UH, UH, I'M CUMMMMIIIIIINNNNGGG!!!"
CHAPTER THREE
Rona lay panting and half faint on the floor, aware of Kurt's abundant cum steaming in her cunt and his big prick slowly going limp and soft inside her. She gave a little sigh of regret as the flaccid organ finally slipped out of her.. Her cunt felt pleasantly numb, and she knew she'd been well fucked. Now that her need was satisfied, however, she felt the voice of her conscience returning, and terrible guilt flooded over her. What kind of slut was she? She'd known this man only a few hours, and already she'd let him fuck her.
"Oh, man," said Kurt, sighing deeply as he rolled off her, "that was WORK, lady! I thought I'd never get you hot. But it was worth it. You are some sweet piece."
Rona blushed hotly. God, what he must think of her ... She remembered her hoarse voice begging him to fuck her, and she blushed in shame. She was his children's teacher, but she'd behaved like a common whore.
"Just let me rest a second," said Kurt, "then we'll do it again. I can't get enough of that tight little cunt of yours."
He reached out to fondle her big naked breasts, but Rona slapped his hand away and leaped to her feet. Kurt gawked at her. She was beautiful-her thick brown hair swinging, her great pointed tits wobbling heavily-but she was angry. Her big dark eyes flashed at him.
"You-you rapist," she said, sputtering in indignation. "How dare you treat me like a prostitute? We are NOT going to do it again. I want you out of my house right now, and I never want to see you again."
Kurt laughed. "Who are you kidding, baby?" he said. "You loved it. You wanted it. You begged me for it. That's no rape."
Rona blushed furiously, but she did not relent. "Get out," she said icily. "Get out and don't come back."
Kurt shrugged and got up and started to dress. "Whatever you want," he said. "I feel sorry for you, though, lady. You need somebody like me, if you weren't too fuckin' proud to admit it. You ought to get over your silly hangups about sex and just enjoy life for a change."
Rona said nothing. When Kurt Mills had left, she threw herself into bed and sobbed half the night. She was thoroughly ashamed of her behavior, but even worse, she was horny for him again. Would she never conquer her awful lust?
At school the next day she noticed that the Mills twins, Jon and Joy, were on their best behavior. They paid close attention to her and didn't giggle even once. Thank God for that much. Their father must have had a talk with them. At the very thought of Kurt Mills, her whole body turned red with shame-and with lust. Well, she might as well forget about him. She'd ordered him out of her life, and he was un-likely to return for a prim old spinster like her.
As she started walking home from school, she was astonished to see Kurt Mills pull up beside her in his gleaming dark blue sports car. Rona blushed deeply but held up her head haughtily. Kurt rolled down the window and spoke to her.
"Miss Carter," he said meekly, "I want to apologize for last night. Please, can't we be friends?"
"I don't think that's possible, Mr. Mills," she said icily. "But I'm willing to forget what happened, if you are."
"Whatever you want," he said. "But please, Miss Carter, don't go away angry. Come over to my house for a drink. I'd like us to be friends. We'll only talk, I promise."
Rona looked at him suspiciously. He seemed quite earnest, and, damn it, he was so attractive. Right there on the street in front of the school she felt the crotch of her panties going moist and hot. She'd been achingly horny all day, but the sight of rugged Kurt Mills made her nearly wild with need. She vividly recalled his erect penis, its fantastic length and girth ... and then she forced her mind off the subject. She would NOT behave like a whore again. She could be civilized, however. It might be wise to be polite to him, since he could make those bratty twins behave in her class.
"Very well, Mr. Mills," she said coldly. "Just one drink, and nothing but talk. Then I'll have to be getting home."
He flashed her that devastating grin of his, but Rona only frowned. They drove to his luxurious ranch house in the suburbs, and Kurt showed her into the huge two-story living room with its massive fireplace. He mixed her an excellent but very strong martini.
"Cheers," he said, raising his own glass. "I really do hope we can be friends, Miss Carter."
"Humpf," said Rona haughtily.
She could hardly sit still, she wanted him so badly, but wild horses couldn't have forced the admission out of her. She sat stiff and prim, looked coldly at him, but the crotch of her panties was wet with her horny juice, and her pussy was aching and hot with need. She was tom between the demands of her stern puritan conscience and the nagging urgent lust of her pussy.
Kurt observed her carefully, wondering when to make his move. Last night he'd been fed up with her and ready to drop her, but he'd been drawn to her again after a day of recalling their stormy fucking. He could have had almost any woman in town, but he wanted Rona just because her frosty prim manner excited him, just because she was such a challenge. He had resolved to pursue this cold spinster until he conquered her completely, until he reduced her to total submission.
As soon as she finished her drink, he mixed her another over her protests. He could see she was getting drunk. She finished the second martini and got unsteadily to her feet.
"I have to go now," she said. "Please drive me home."
"Of course," said Kurt.
He started walking to the door with her, and he deftly stuck out his toe and tripped her. Rona screeched and went sprawling face down on the thick soft carpet. To Kurt's delight, her prim tweed skirt flew right up over her butt. He ogled the delicious quivering rounds of her buttocks encased in tight white cotton panties. Before Rona could recover, he was on the floor beside her, caressing her hungrily. He clapped his hands over her trembling warm ass and held the sweet hot rounds in his palms, squeezing them lustily.
Rona gawked at him, her face red with mortification. He squeezed her butt harder, and he thought she was going to faint from shock. He grinned lewdly at her.
"You-you said we'd only talk," she said at last. "You PROMISED!"
"I lied," said Kurt shamelessly.
"What a drag," said Jon. "What a fuckin' drag."
"You're telling me," said Joy, sighing deeply. The Mills twins were walking home from school, peevishly kicking stones and discarded bottles and cans to release their pent-up energy. Their father had ordered them to behave in Miss Carter's class from now on, and it was a terrible strain on the mischievous twins.
"I don't think I can take it," Jon said. "I was bored shitless today."
"Me, too," said Joy. "We gotta think of something. You know what I'd really like to do? Put a whoopee cushion on her chair."
The twins sniggered and poked each other. It wasn't that they disliked Miss Carter in particular. They tormented all their teachers. It was just that they hated school, and they loved mischief.
"But Pop wouldn't approve," Jon said wistfully.
"No, I guess not," said Joy. "Wow, what a bummer."
The twins walked side by side. Jon was a few inches taller than his sister, and he was an attractive hard-muscled boy though still rather slim. Joy, at thirteen, was just developing a feminine softness to her little body, sprouting tiny lemon-size tits that pointed saucily under her tight shirt. Daddy had been after her to wear a bra, but she refused-or, rather, she took it off in the girls' lavatory as soon as she got to school. Daddy had ordered her and Jon to behave, Miss Carter wanted them to behave-why did adults have to be so impossible?
Jon and Joy got home and went in the back door, as was their custom. That way they got to the kitchen, and the snacks, quicker. Joy was just opening the refrigerator, when they heard a strange noise coming from the living room. It sounded like people wrestling, and there was loud panting.
"No, no, let me go." The voice was female, coming from the living room, and it sounded familiar.
Joy and Jon exchanged glances. They were twins and had always played together, so they understood each other without speaking. They crept silently to the kitchen door, opened it just a crack, and peered out. To their surprise and delight, they saw their father chasing a dishevelled Miss Carter around the room.
Jon whispered to his sister. "Wait till they're not looking, then we can sneak in there for a better view," he said.
Joy nodded eagerly. Soon Daddy chased Miss Carter into a corner, and the twins zipped out of the kitchen, fell to their hands and knees, and quickly crawled into the living room and hid behind the sofa. Peering out on either side, they could see the whole room.
Daddy had Miss Carter trapped in a corner. She was panting and blushing. Her hair had come loose from its ugly prim bun and was cascading around her shoulders. Her blouse was torn open in front, revealing her enormous swelling tits in the tight confinement of her white cotton bra. She had lost one shoe, which made it hard for her to run, but she still looked ready to fight.
"Let me go," she said icily. "I'm warning you, Mr. Mills, you could get into a lot of trouble for this. I intend to go to the police and charge you with rape-"
"Oh, knock off the bullshit," Kurt said, grinning at her. "Let's not waste time. Let's just take off our clothes and ball, baby."
Joy and Jon clapped their hands to their mouths to keep from giggling. They were delighted to hear Daddy using dirty talk to prim Miss Carter. What if he reallv balled her? That would be a far-out thine to watch.
"How dare you?" Miss Carter said angrily. "You keep away from me, you pervert. Don't touch me-"
Kurt chuckled and suddenly grabbed her, dragging her to the center of the room while Joy and Jon watched almost pop-eyed. Miss Carter screamed and struggled, but Daddy was too strong for her. He forced her down onto the floor and began ripping off her clothes.
"What if your children come home?" she said desperately. "What about the twins?"
"They have band practice this afternoon," said Kurt. "They won't be home for an hour."
Jon and Joy exchanged grins. Daddy always forgot what day they had band practice. They watched with delight as their powerful father stripped their home room teacher stark naked. It was really a hit to see Miss Carter without her clothes on. They enjoyed watching her outrage and humiliation, but they also got an education. Neither of the twins had seen a naked woman before.
"Jeez," said Jon in a low voice, "look at the size of her tits. They're as big as my head."
Joy ruefully felt her own tiny tits. She prayed that someday they'd get as big as Miss Carter's. "Aw, she's just a big cow," she said enviously.
"I don't think so," Jon said. "I think she's beautiful."
Next Daddy managed to strip the panties off the struggling teacher, and the twins gawked at their first sight of mature pussy. Miss Carter had a luxuriant brown bush at the base of her belly, and between her legs was more fine dark hair surrounding wet pink flesh. Daddy was gawking, too, and he grinned lustily when he saw her naked snatch.
"Wow," said Joy, "do you think hell really fuck her?"
"I sure hope so," said Jon. "I wanta see what it's like."
The twins had had sex education at school, but as in all their other classes, they'd paid little attention. They were dying to know all about sex. Jon found that since he'd turned thirteen, his cock kept springing into erection all the time, even at school, and he had to jerk off several times a day. Joy found that when she thought about boys, her little virgin pussy grew strangely hot and moist. The twins sensed that they were ready to learn about sex, but Daddy considered them far too young. He kept putting off their questions, and he said they couldn't even date till they were fifteen.
"Oh, God, please," said Miss Carter, "don't do this to me."
"Nonsense," said Kurt, laughing. "You'll love it."
While the delighted twins watched from their hiding place, Daddy pushed Miss Carter onto her back and forced her long legs wide open. She tried to get up again, but he held her legs and it was impossible for her to rise. Her face was beet red as Daddy held her legs wide apart and gawked greedily at her naked red pussy.
The twins gawked, too. It sure looked weird between her legs. There was that circle of dark hair, then big fleshy lips, and finally a slick expanse of dark pink tissue. At the very center of her body was a little hole. The twins would have liked to look longer, but all of a sudden Daddy thrust his head right between Miss Carter's legs. The red-faced teacher gasped.
"Oh, good heavens, NO!" she said. "You mustn't do that. It's wicked, dirty-OHHHHH!!!"
Rona almost fainted with pleasure as Kurt began to lick her pussy. Professor Wiggins had never given head to her, so this was her first experience with having her pussy eaten. Kurt's rough expert tongue flicked back and forth on the tiny sensitive nub of her clit, and fierce joy melted her loins. She'd never felt anything so delicious in her whole life. She groaned hoarsely and fell back limp on the rug, unable to resist the fantastic sensations he was giving her with his experienced tongue. He flicked and lapped and sucked her little hot joy-button till she had to clench her teeth from screaming her pleasure.
Kurt felt her steamy pussyjuice squirting right into his face, so he didn't have to ask whether she liked having her clit licked. In spite of her prim puritanical manner, she obviously had deep sexual needs. He fastened his lips firmly around her twitching little clit and sucked it hard and noisily. She tasted good to him, fragrant and salty. Her helpless cunt contracted violently and sent out another flood of juice to soak his chin. It wouldn't be long before she was carried away with lust, eager for his cock....
The twins watched bug-eyed from their spying place. "What's he doing to her?" Joy asked.
"I dunno," said Jon. "Licking her, I think. But that's not fucking, is it?"
"No, silly," said Joy, who didn't know any more about sex than he did. "Fucking is when a guy puts his cock into a girl's cunt." She enjoyed using the naughty words she'd heard from the older girls at school.
"Where's her cunt?" said Jon.
"I don't know," said Joy, reluctantly admitting her ignorance. "But let's shut up and watch. Maybe he'll fuck her."
Jon snickered. "I bet ol' Carter won't be too pleased about that."
Rona was struggling not to shriek with the intense pleasure that radiated from her aroused clitoris. Kurt was licking and sucking the horny little bud into stiff erection, making her wild with lust. At last he slid his mouth off the aroused, throbbing button and into the slick pink folds of her pussylips. Again she moaned helplessly. God help her, she loved the wicked thing he was doing to her, arousing her whole pussy with his wet rough tongue. She felt his thick tongue snaking into her hotly-creaming vaginal mouth, and she lustily arched her pelvis upward to take the long drooling organ into her body.
Kurt licked noisily inside her boiling cunt, lapping up her juice as fast as it streamed onto his taste buds. He felt her velvety vaginal walls gripping his tongue hungrily as if trying to pull it deeper into her. She was ready, more than ready, to take his cock.
He jerked his head out of her steamy flooded crotch, leaving her sighing and panting and red-faced on the floor. Her legs remained wide open, and he could see the thick cream streaming helplessly from her aroused cunt. Her big brown eyes were glazed with lust-and with shame. Poor bitch, she obviously thought that sex was "dirty". She was ashamed of her own natural needs. He intended to break through that barrier of modesty, to teach her to enjoy her own body, but it was going to take a long time. She was a very repressed woman. No doubt she'd been told as a little girl that sex is nasty, and she couldn't change overnight.
Kurt quickly shucked off his clothes, and Rona saw him naked for the first time. The night before, at her house, he'd only lowered his pants, but now she saw his broad naked shoulders, the thick hairy mat of his chest, the belly hair that twined down into his coarse pubic bush. His body excited her tremendously. She stared helplessly at his huge heavy erect penis and his swollen stiff nut-sacs.
Kurt grabbed her hand and placed it right on the rigid hot shaft of his prick.
"NO," said Rona, "don't make me touch it."
She flinched as if she'd been burned. She'd never touched a cock before, and it seemed a wicked thing to do. Kurt laughed and began to move her hand slowly up and down his thick hard cock-shaft. It felt nice to her, slick and silky and warm. He moved her hand into the taut bristly-haired surface of his big swollen testicles, and she enjoyed that, too. Secretly she wanted to touch him more, to explore him, but she was too ashamed to do it.
Kurt finally let go of her hand and rolled her over onto her hands and knees. She heard him panting as he knelt behind her and seized her hips to steady himself.
"NOOOO," she said, trying to crawl away from him. "PLEEAASSEE, NOOOO!"
He gripped her wide hips tighter, and she found that she couldn't crawl away. She screamed in alarm as she felt the hard hot head of his cock poking in her tender pussy, seeking out her cunt. He was going to fuck her from behind, like dogs do it ... Rona felt terrible shame, but at the same time her starved cunt cried out for penetration. Still seeking to salvage her pride, she wiggled her ass violently, spoiling his aim.
"Hold still, damn it," he said. "Let me get in...."
The twins were watching, almost breathless with excitement. They'd had their first glimpse of pussy today, and also their first sight of Daddy's cock. It had to be the biggest prick in the whole world, they were sure of that. Now, with any luck, they'd see what fucking was like. Silently they cheered their father on as he tried to penetrate the wriggling sobbing spinster. They didn't care if Miss Carter didn't want to get fucked. She was a mean old bitch, and she deserved it.
"Come on, Dad," Jon said urgently.
"GET HER!" said Joy.
Kurt, grunting and panting with lust and impatience, thrust his huge stiff dong forward and made a lucky hit. The great bloated red head of his cock lodged with a wet pop in the recessed mouth of Rona's little cunt.
"Oh, no, NOOOO," she wailed.
"Oh, Yes, YESSS, FUCK, FUCK, YEAAAHHH!!!" Kurt panted.
He began to push his thick pale meat into her little hair-fringed twat, and the twins strained forward to watch....
CHAPTER FOUR
"Oh, WOW!" said Joy. "Holy shit!" said Jon.
They watched goggle-eyed as their father's immensely long thick penis moved slowly into Miss Carter's funny little hole. It seemed to stretch her pink pussylips grotesquely, and the kids couldn't see how that big long thing could go all the way into her, but at last it vanished completely up her tiny cunt. Daddy's big round hairy balls came to rest against her wet pink pussylips.
"Good, isn't it?" he said breathlessly. "You like it?"
"Oh, my God," said Rona, sobbing in shame. "GET IT OUT OF ME! I'm no WHORE! I don't WANT to do it!"
"Liar," said Kurt. "You want it, lady. You want it bad. And I'm going to prove it."
He began to ball her, showing her no mercy, slamming his gigantic rock-hard prick in and out of her as fast and hard as he could. The twins watched eagerly, taking in every detail. They saw Daddy's thick pale meat zipping in and out of her tiny fur-fringed hole, gleaming with her juice, and they saw the grotesque stretching of her tiny cunt mouth. They saw Daddy's huge bristly balls slapping and wobbling as he fucked, and Miss Carter's big dangling tits swinging violently under the force of his humping. At first Miss Carter seemed to hate it. She sobbed and protested and tried to crawl off his thick impalement. Gradually her cries got hoarser, though, and she quit trying to escape. Thick cream flooded from her twat, soaking Daddy's belly, and she began to move her hips in time to his strokes.
"Ooooo," she wailed, "AAAHHHH ... OH SHIIIITTT!!"
"That's it, baby," Kurt panted. "Dig it. Enjoy it. You know you love to ball."
Miss Carter blushed deeply, but she didn't try to get away. She held her luscious round ass up for him, as if offering herself, and her prim old maid's face gradually relaxed into a horny grin. She licked her lips and made a weird gurgling noise in her throat.
"Jesus," said Jon, "I think she likes it."
Joy giggled. "I just can't imagine old Carter liking anything."
"Well, she sure likes Dad's cock," said Jon.
Jon was getting pretty excited watching his Dad ball his teacher. A lot of the kids said Miss Carter was an ugly mean old spinster, but Jon had a secret letch for her. He couldn't take his eyes off her huge jutting breasts in class, and he always got a painful hard-on from staring at them and imagining how they'd look naked. One day he'd even had a glimpse of her crotch ... Man, how he envied his Dad. He'd just love to be poking his stiff peter in and out of Miss Carter's little cunt. He was eager to lose his virginity, and it would be a far-out thing to do it with a luscious mature woman like Miss Carter.
Joy was getting pretty excited, too. The sight of Daddy's huge erect cock had made her feel hot and funny between her legs. She wondered how it would feel to be in Miss Carter's place, with that big hard prick zipping in and out of her little wet hole. Joy had no idea how fucking would feel, since she was a virgin, but she sensed that it must be a lot of fun. It had to be fun, if it turned on that old sourpuss Carter.
Rona was completely losing control of herself. She was ashamed of not having fought Kurt off, of giving in so easily, but she just had to have this delicious hard fuck. For twenty years she'd yearned for a good stiff cock in her belly. She'd had to frig herself to get to sleep at night, but her fingers were no substitute for the real thing. Now that she had it, now that she had a super-big dick slamming in and out of her ravenous cunt, she just couldn't bear to let it go. She needed it too badly.
"Ahhhhh," she moaned, unable to hold back her cries of bliss. "AHHHH, YESSSS...."
"Good for you, baby?" Kurt panted. "YOU WANT MORE?"
"YES," Rona wailed. "Fuck me, FUCK ME!!! HARDER!!! OH, GOD, yes, like that ... More, MORE ... MORE, FUCK MEEEEEE!"
The twins looked at each other and struggled not to giggle. They were delighted to see Miss Carter losing her cool. She acted so high and mighty in class, but now they knew that she loved to fuck, that she was human after all. They watched, fascinated, as she began to slam her hips harder and harder against Daddy's belly, taking his huge prick as deep as she could into her wet twat.
Suddenly she wailed hoarsely and began to shake violently all over. Thick white cream spurted in sizzling floods from her cunt, splashing Daddy's pounding belly. The twins weren't quite sure what was happening, except that Miss Carter was having a wonderful time.
"I'm CUMMING," she screeched, "aaahhh, AAAGGGHHH...."
Daddy fucked her furiously till she stopped screeching and shaking. Then he bellowed thunderously, and his butt jerked and twitched. Thick cream, different from her cunt juice, poured from her skewered hole. Jon realized his Dad was cumming, and again he envied him deeply. Shit, he was so tired of being a virgin. He wanted to fuck something besides his own fist. He wanted to do what grownups did....
Apparently his twin sister was thinking the same thing, for her bright green eyes shone enviously as she watched Miss Carter getting it. "It's no fair," she said. "Grownups have all the fun."
Daddy collapsed on top of Miss Carter and slid his hands underneath her to cup and squeeze her big doughy tits. She was sobbing again.
"Oh, I'm so ashamed," she said.
"Don't be," said Kurt. "Sex is natural and good, Rona. You need it, like everybody does. Relax. Let me get hard again-"
"No," she said, weeping in shame. "Take me home."
The twins looked at each other and shrugged. Adults were nuts. Miss Carter had just had the time of her life, and now she was regretting it. Jon and Joy waited till the adults dressed and Daddy took Miss Carter out to the car. Then they burst into excited chatter.
"FAR out," said Jon. "What a show."
"I sure hope we get to spy on them again," said Joy.
"Yeah," said Jon, "but I wish we could fuck, too."
"Me, too," said Joy eagerly. "Hey, Jon, why don't we try it? Miss Carter lives way across town. Daddy won't be back for an hour. We'd have time."
"Hey, that's a great idea," said Jon.
He saw no reason why he shouldn't fuck his sister. Nobody had ever told him about incest. He only knew that Joy was a girl, and he needed a girl to help him lose his virginity.
"Let's go to my room," he said eagerly.
The twins hurried down the hall to Jon's room, closed the door, and hurriedly began to undress. They hadn't seen each other naked for a long time, not since they were about five and still allowed to have their baths together. They were surprised to see that quite a few changes had taken place since then. They gawked at each other, filled with curiosity.
Jon saw that his twin sister was becoming a woman. Her body was still slim and childish but no longer straight up and down like a boy's. Her waist seemed to be narrowing, her little hips swelling. She sported two tiny tits, not even as big as his fists, but unmistakably feminine breasts. They were capped with sweet light pink nipples. The tiny cones jutted out saucily, perfectly firm and very pointed.
At the bottom of Joy's tummy he saw the ripe puffed lips of her mons. The pouting mound was almost naked, but he could just make out a wispy covering of copper curls. Compared with Miss Carter's voluptuous mature body, poor Joy didn't have much, but she excited her brother nevertheless. Standing there in her red pigtails and freckles with her pointy little boobs, she seemed half child and half woman.
Joy was ogling her brother with equal wonder. Jon's body was taking on a vaguely adult shape, his shoulders broader than she remembered, his hips and waist more slender and compact. His complexion was like hers, milky white with a liberal sprinkling of brown freckles, and he, too, had pink nipples-only they were much tinier than hers. She could hardly see them, in fact. His belly was flat and taut, in contrast to her softness, and at the base she saw the real difference, the big difference, between them-his pale limp cock and balls.
Joy moved closer to her brother for a better look at his strange male apparatus. Where her pouting mons lips would have been, Jon had a pale blue-veined finger of flesh that ended in a wrinkled uncircumcised point. His adolescent prick was about as long as her middle finger but thicker. At its base was the same fine reddish down as on her pussy, a light fuzz which she could barely see. Below hung the twin sacs of his young testicles, vivid pink and hairless. Joy recalled her brief glimpse of Daddy's enormous dong and realized that Jon's cock was much smaller. Still she found it pretty and exciting.
"Let's lie down on the bed," said Jon. "Then we can see each other better."
The twins were dying to explore each other, to discover the mysteries of the opposite sex. They jumped up on Jon's bed, got comfortable facing each other, and focused on each other's pubescent genitals.
"Wow," said Joy, "boys sure are different!"
"So are girls," said Jon. "I don't understand girls at all. I mean, this thing-what's it for?"
He reached out and touched the plump pink lips of her mons. Joy looked down at it, too, and frowned. "I don't know what it's for," she said.
"Well, how does a girl pee?" said Jon. "That's what I really can't figure out."
"Oh, that's simple," said Joy. "Here, I'll show you."
She spread her slim legs very wide to show Jon the whole region between her soft thighs. He gawked at it. There was the tiny light brown pucker of her anus, which he easily recognized, but the rest was all a mystery. He saw a slit of gleaming bright pink flesh, folds and recesses, and it made no sense.
Joy pointed to raw pink flesh towards the front of her pussy. "Here," she said. "That's where I pee from."
Privately Jon felt sorry for her. It was no substitute for a cock. "Well, then, what's that thing?" he said, pointing to a tiny red shaft of flesh a little higher than her pee-hole. As he touched it, Joy gasped and trembled.
"I don't know," she said, "but it sure felt great when you touched me there."
"Oh, yeah?" said Jon. "Like this?"
He placed the tip of his finger on his sister's funny little red bump and rubbed it briskly. Joy gasped again, and her little freckled face got beet red with horniness. Jon felt her tiny clit moistening under his finger.
"Hey, now I remember," he said. "That's where Dad was licking Miss Carter. Right on that thing."
"Well, I can sure understand why she liked it," said Joy, sighing. "It sure gets me excited when you touch me there." She had a hot melting sensation in her belly, a lusty excitement, just like she'd felt when she watched Daddy ball Miss Carter.
"Where's your cunt?" said Jon. "The place where a guy puts his cock?"
Joy stared between her legs and frowned in concentration. "I think this is it," she said, "right here." She parted her plump pink pussy-lips to reveal a tiny dark hole at the center of her body.
Jon leaned forward to observe his sister's virgin vaginal mouth. It sure didn't look anything like Miss Carter's. The teacher's cunt had been surrounded by thick black curls and was much larger than Joy's-large enough to admit Daddy's enormously thick cock. Joy's little hole didn't look big enough to take in a pencil.
"Let me just touch it," said Jon. He gingerly inserted the tip of his little finger into the tiny hole and had a brief impression of sweet silky flesh, very tight and hot. Then Joy winced and drew away.
"That hurts," she said. " I liked it better when you touched me in the other place. Anyhow, we can get back to that later. It's my turn to look at you."
Blushing slightly, Jon lay down on his back and opened his legs. He knew his cock wasn't anywhere near as big as his Dad's, and he was afraid Joy would mention it. She seemed perfectly delighted with what she saw, however. She knelt over him, gawking at his peter and nuts, her green eyes sparkling with wonder.
"Wow," she said, "I don't understand any of this, or not much. Let's see." She peered way back between his legs and then reached out and gently touched the bumpy surface of his anus. "I know what THAT is," she said, giggling. "It's just like mine. But right here, there's nothing."
She was touching the blank space between his anus and balls. It probably did seem empty to her, for in that place she had her cunt and fleshy pussylips. Jon didn't think much about the comparison, though. All he could think of was how good it felt to have her touch him there. His sister's hand was gentle and soft yet very exciting. He shivered happily.
Joy's little warm hand moved onto the fat taut surface of his testicles. She cupped them gently and squeezed them, feeling their warmth, the loose outer flesh, and the hard inner core. "Wow," she said, "what are these? What're they for?"
Jon's voice came out in a horny croak. It felt fantastically good when she squeezed his nuts. "That's my balls," he said. "They store up cum. You know, sperm, the stuff that makes babies."
"Oh?" said Joy. "Then where does it come out? I don't see any hole."
"It comes out of my cock," said Jon. "Ohhh, man, that feels great, Joy. It's really good when you touch my balls."
Joy made a mental note of this, but she was eager to explore, and she moved on to lightly caress his little limp prick. This was the nicest thing of all to touch. It was warm and silky against her fingers, like a drowsy little worm. She curled her fingers around it, capturing it in her warm palm, and just the wrinkled tip peeked out. She gave it a little squeeze and discovered it to be like his balls-loose on the outside, hard inside.
Again Jon sighed deeply. He loved it when his sister held and squeezed his cock. "Hey, do it again, Joy," he said. "Squeeze my peter. PUMP it a little!"
Jon did so, and fierce pleasure melted his loins. For some reason it felt a lot more exciting than jacking off, than doing it himself. He became suddenly horny. He felt his young balls filling rapidly with cum, felt his cock twitch and harden into life.
Joy squeaked and let go of his prick. "Hey," she said, "what's happening? It MOVED!"
Jon chuckled. "I'm getting a hard-on," he said, "a cock-stand. That happens when a guy gets horny. You can't fuck unless you have a hard-on. Otherwise my cock wouldn't go in your cunt."
Joy considered this. She saw how his tiny limp dick would have a hard time entering her, and she remembered how stiff Daddy's big cock had been when he put it in Miss Carter. She watched her brother's cock now, and she saw it grow much bigger, almost doubling its size. It got very stiff and stood straight up from his belly. His balls got bigger and stiffer, too, crowding the space between his thighs.
"What's this for?" said Joy, touching the pale wrinkled skin at the tip of his adolescent dick.
Wow, every time she touched him, it felt fantastic ... Jon sighed deeply and tried to collect his thoughts. "That's called a foreskin," he said. "It protects the head of my cock. Some guys have it cut off-or rather their folks do when they're just babies."
"Ouch," said Joy. "That sounds awful. But what's underneath it?"
"You can work it back and see," said Jon, "only be real gentle, okay?"
"Okay," said Joy.
She gently seized the loose wrinkled skin between her thumb and forefinger, then began tenderly working it back toward his shaft. Very gradually she uncovered the gleaming red flesh of his glans. She saw that the hidden head of his cock was a wet crimson bulb with a tiny dark hole for a mouth. "Is that where the cum and the pee come out?" she said.
"Yeah," Jon said, shuddering with pleasure.
Nothing so far had felt better than this, his sister's firm fingers skinning back his wrinkled flesh, stimulating the sensitive head of his prick. He got very excited. A bright bubble of cream oozed from the tiny dark hole of his glans and dampened Joy's fingers.
"Hey, what's that stuff?" she said.
Jon was having trouble talking, he was so excited. "I get juicy when I'm horny," he said.
"Yeah, me, too," said Joy. When Jon had rubbed her tiny clit, her whole pussy had become moist and hot.
She finally got his foreskin worked all the way back, and she stopped to admire the pretty red head of his young penis. She wondered how that stiff little poker would feel inside her body, how it would be to take it in and let it pound inside her, just like Miss Carter had done with Daddy's elephant-prick. She giggled.
"Hey, Joy," said Jon impatiently, "don't stop. Pump my cock again. That felt really great."
"Okay," said Joy, "but you have to play with me, too. Fair is fair."
"Sure," Jon said eagerly. He reached out and placed his hot palms on his sister's pointy little tits. He could cover them completely. He pressed and squeezed, and Joy purred like a kitten. He felt her little pink nipples going taut and bumpy against his palms.
"Umrara, that's nice," she said, "but that isn't what I meant. Rub me again on that little bump.
You know, where Daddy licked ol'Carter."
Jon quickly reached between his sister's legs and sought out the strange little lump of red flesh. He put his finger on it and began to rub it, and Joy squealed with pleasure. He felt the tiny clit going stiff and hot, just like his cock in erection. He rubbed some more, and suddenly his palm was drenched with his sister's horny cunt cream.
Meanwhile Joy had curled her fingers around his erect and straining prick, and she began to pump it just like he'd asked her to. Fiery bursts of pleasure stung through his loins. His cock drooled a big load of steamy juice, and it dribbled onto her fingers, making her pumping slick and fast.
Joy squealed and rubbed her horny little clit fiercely against her brother's stiff finger. "OHHHH, Jon," she said, "you're getting me so EXCITED! I just can't wait. Let's fuck now. Let's find out what it's like."
Jon had gotten so carried away with their delicious fingerplay that he'd almost forgotten about fucking, but the idea appealed to him at once. "Right," he said. "Get on your hands and knees, like Miss Carter did."
That was the only position the kids knew of, the only one they'd seen. Joy eagerly complied, sticking her cute little ass up in the air, and her brother knelt behind her, like his Dad had done with the teacher. He seized his erect peter and pointed it right at her tiny drooling cunt mouth.
"Kids?" They heard their father calling. "Jon and Joy? I'm home."
"Aw, FUCK," said Jon.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Well try it again, first chance we get," Jon told Joy in a fervent whisper. The twins leaped off the bed and dressed as fast as they could. Dammit all, what a time for Daddy to come home....
The twins emerged in the hall, pink-faced and grinning. Kurt came toward them. "Where were you?" he said anxiously. "Why didn't you answer when I called?"
"Guess we didn't hear you, Dad," said Jon nonchalantly. "Anyhow, we're okay. What's for dinner?"
"You know I can only make two things," said Kurt, grinning. "Hot dogs and hamburgers. Which'll it be?"
Joy sighed. "We need a woman around this house, or I'll have to learn to cook. Come on, Daddy, m help you with some hamburgers."
After dinner Daddy seemed anxious to get away. He encouraged the twins to watch TV instead of doing their homework, which was pretty suspicious. So when he sneaked off into his room, leaving them in front of the tube, they naturally followed him to see what was up.
He'd left his door open just a crack, and they could hear him dialing the phone. They heard his side of the conversation, too.
"Rona?" he said. "Kurt here....Listen, I'm sorry if you were upset this afternoon. I apologize. Will you please see me again? ... No, I promise, I won't try to force you again. Scout's honor, Rona. Just have dinner with me tomorrow, okay? At my house-the kids will be here, like chaperons. It might help you to have better relations with them, if you get to know them outside of class. How does that sound? ... Wonderful, Rona. I'll pick you up around six."
" The twins exchanged glances. Daddy had just made a date with Miss Carter. What could he see in that sour old maid, anyhow?
Rona hung up the phone and burst into tears. She hated herself for accepting Kurt's invitation, for being unable to stay away from him. After the things he'd done, the lewd acts he'd performed on her; she should never speak to him again. Just the sound of his voice on the phone got her so horny, she almost screamed. The crotch of her panties was soaked with juice from her needy cunt, and she knew she had to have Kurt again. She had to have that enormous hard cock of his ... Oh, God, was her lust going to make a whore of her again?
Rona was in a tense state of lust for the next twenty-four hours. When Kurt came to pick her up, she creamed furiously at the very sight of him. She was terribly ashamed of herself for this, and she compensated by being very cool and aloof to him.
They had a pleasant dinner with the twins, who were on their very best behavior. Rona began to think she might even learn to like the little brats. After she and Joy had done the dishes, Kurt said, "How would you kids like to go to a movie? I'm sure you don't want to stay here and listen to this boring adult talk."
Jon and Joy looked at each other. So that was his plan-to get them out of the house so he could be alone with Miss Carter. They knew damn well what he meant to do with her, too. With the miraculous silent communication of twins, they composed their own plan.
"Sure, Dad," said Jon, "that'd be swell. If we leave right now, we can catch the first show."
Kurt beamed and handed them some money. His plan was working out perfectly.
"But Kurt," said Rona when the twins were gone," you said the children would be with us. You didn't say I'd be alone with you here." She was nervous and blushing.
"Yes, but I did promise that I wouldn't try to force you again," he said, "and I meant it. There's nothing to worry about, Rona. Let's just go sit in the living room and have a drink and a nice talk."
"All right," said Rona suspiciously. "If that's ALL we're going to do...."
"That's all," said Kurt, grinning.
Rona was torn between conflicting emotions. On the one hand, she was relieved that Kurt wasn't going to rape and humiliate her again, but on the other hand, she ached to be balled. Her pride and dignity would never allow her to ask him for it, so she remained quiet. He mixed strong drinks for them, and they sat on the couch and chatted about inconsequential things.
Gradually Kurt eased closer and closer to her, till she could feel the warmth of his body and detect his exciting male smells. She felt her pussy burning, aching, with need for him, yet she remained prim and proper. She was no slut-she wouldn't dream of letting him know how badly she wanted him.
Finally his thigh was almost touching hers, and she could feel the sexual tension radiating between them. Her heart pounded, and her famished cunt was creaming steadily into her panties. Kurt was breathing louder, faster, too.
"Rona," he said at last, "I promised I wouldn't force you, but I can at least ask you. Will you go to bed with me?"
Rona blushed hotly. She wanted to scream YES. Her whole body was dying for his touch. Her puritanical upbringing wouldn't permit it though. She still believed that a "good" woman expresses no interest in sex.
"Certainly not," she said coldly. "I told you before, I'm not that kind of woman."
Kurt sighed. He'd hoped to get her cooperation, but he saw that she couldn't bring herself to admit her need. "Very well," he said patiently, "but if you won't go to bed with me, at least let me hold you and kiss you. There's nothing so sinful about that, is there?"
"I suppose not," said Rona nervously.
She sat there stiff and blushing as Kurt slipped his arm around her and kissed her. Be strong, she thought, don't give in to him ... Her whole body ached with horny longing as she felt her big breasts pressing against his hard chest. He kept one arm around her, but with his free hand he started feeling up under her skirt.
Rona knew she should pull away and slap his face, like a decent woman, but as she felt his hand inching toward her pussy, she was overcome with hot lust. She wanted him to touch her there, she WANTED it....
Kurt moved his hand slowly and gently up her silky thigh, not wanting to scare her off. If he could just touch her pussy, get her hot for him, he might have a chance. He couldn't figure out why he was so excited about this haughty repressed spinster. He'd fucked all his cute little secretaries, and he'd slept with models and society girls and beauty contest winners, but none of them had excited him as much as this thirty-eight-year-old spinster schoolteacher. Perhaps it was because those other girls fell into bed without a struggle, while Rona was such a challenge. Also the other girls, even though they gave in easily, were not really very passionate in bed. They just lay there like dolls, waiting for their reward of money or gifts. Rona, once she got horny, was the most passionate woman he'd ever fucked. He wanted a woman like that, one who couldn't get enough, who responded wildly and eagerly to every act of sex....
He touched the moist crotch of her panties. Already she was hot for him. If he just played it cool, if he didn't frighten her, he just might get her into his bed ... Kurt wormed a finger inside her wet panties and touched the red-hot bump of her clitoris. Rona trembled in his arms and sighed....
The kids walked down the block till they were out of sight of the house, then doubled back through the alley. They certainly weren't going to any movie, not when they had another chance to watch Daddy balling Miss Carter.
Quickly but quietly the twins went back to their house and climbed inside through Joy's bedroom window, which she'd been careful to leave unlocked. They took off their shoes and crept down the hall, toward the voices in the living room. They were able to stand at the end of the hall, hidden in the shadows, and have a perfect view of Daddy and Miss Carter sitting on the couch. Daddy was leaning over her, kissing her, and he had his hand up her skirt.
Joy and Jon gleefully reached out to punch each other, their adolescent way of showing their delight and excitement. As they watched, Daddy's hand crept farther and farther up Miss Carter's skirt. They could see the lump of his fist. At last it reached her crotch, and they could tell he was doing something with his fingers, feeling around. Miss Carter sighed loudly, and she spread her legs a little. It was a bummer not being able to see what Daddy was doing with his hand, how he was making her so excited....
"OHHHH," Rona gasped, pulling away from his kiss. "Kurt, you PROMISED!!!"
"I promised I wouldn't force you," he said, "and I won't. But just give it a chance, Rona. Relax and see how it feels. Give me half a minute. If you don't want it then, I'll stop."
He knew he was taking a big chance. He had thirty seconds to get her aroused, so horny that she wouldn't be able to say no. He slipped his whole hand inside the soaked hot crotch of her panties and felt the burning slick tissues of her pussy. He seized her tiny hot clit and began to rub and tweak it. Rona groaned, and a flood of cunt juice filled his palm. She liked it, all right, but would she admit it?
He studied her face. The handsome spinster lay back against the couch, her eyes closed. He could see her lashes fluttering, her nostrils flaring slightly, as she experienced the joy of having her clit tweaked. Occasionally her lips parted in a sigh or she licked her lips with her pretty pink tongue. Her face was flushed-both with lust and embarrassment, and her big breasts were swelling up tight and pointed beneath her prim blouse. He knew she was struggling between the demands of her conscience and the needs of her body, and he prayed that her body would win.
Rona felt fierce heat and pleasure radiating from the tiny tender shaft of her clit as Kurt molded it expertly between his fingers. It felt so damned good ... Her conscience was weakening. She'd never find another man like Kurt, maybe no man at all. She'd never marry, she was too old. She knew she needed sex badly, and this might be her only chance to get it. Did she really want to spend the rest of her life without sex? No, she'd rather die.
On the other hand, she just couldn't bring herself to ask for it, to admit she was horny. What if she just said nothing at all, just let him go on doing it? What if she just didn't struggle? That way she'd save her pride at least ... Rona let her legs slip open a little wider. Oh, God, it felt so good ... He was tweaking and molding her clit into fiery stiff erection, and the burning pleasure of it melted her whole belly. Her horny cunt cream leaked steadily into his hand.
"Rona," he said huskily, "if you liked that, I know something even better. No, don't panic, I'm not going to fuck you-not unless you ask for it. I just want to do something nice to you. Let me take off your panties ... "
She couldn't say yes, because only a whore would do that. She couldn't say no, because she wanted it too much. Rona said nothing at all, just kept her eyes closed and sat there limp and submissive as Kurt lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties.
Kurt sensed that he'd won, but he wasn't taking any chances. He'd still go slow, not frighten her off. He removed her panties gently and tossed them aside. Just as gently he eased her down on the couch so that her head rested on the arm. Rona was blushing hotly and keeping her eyes closed, but at least she wasn't fighting him. He lifted one of her shapely legs up over the back of the couch, and he slid the other leg off the edge of the seat. That way her whole lush red slit was lewdly exposed to him.
Rona felt the cool air of the room bathing her pussy, and she knew Kurt could see EVERYTHING! It was shameful of her to let him spread her legs like that, but she couldn't bear to stop him now that she was so aroused. He pushed her skirt clear up to her waist, exposing her pussy and her springy brown mons-puff. She felt his hot moist breath on her naked slit, then the rough wet touch of his tongue on the tiny stiff shaft of her clit. He began to lick her taut joy-button.
"OOOHHH," she moaned. "OH, GODDD, OOOHHHHH!"
Eat my pussy, she thought wildly, eat me....
She was too ashamed to say it out loud, but Kurt got the message when a thick flood of cream spat from her cunt and soaked his face. She wanted it, all right, she was going to let him do it ... He licked eagerly, rapidly, at the tasty wet bud of her clit.
Meanwhile the twins were almost jumping up and down with excitement as they watched from the dark hallway. The show was more than meeting their expectations. They'd struggled not to giggle when Daddy spread Miss Carter's legs so wide and pushed up her skirt, exposing her whole wet hair-fringed pussy. What a view! It was even funnier when he put his head between her legs and started licking her funny little button. Ol' Carter really got off on that. She was grinning lewdly, and her tongue kept flashing out as Daddy licked noisily between her legs.
"Ahhhh," Miss Carter moaned, "oooooo. ... OOOOO!!!"
Her face, usually so prim and cold, was flushed pink and splitting in a lewd horny grin. Daddy didn't have to hold her long legs apart. She kept them that way, obscenely and willingly spread. Daddy's head bobbed up and down between her legs, and his licking was so loud that the twins could hear it clear in the hall, a wet slurpy sound that made them want to snigger.
"Hey, Jon," said Joy, "will you do that to me sometime? It really looks like fun."
"Ssshhh," said Jon. "Shut up! They might hear us."
"But will you?" his sister said urgently. "Sure," he said. "Now be quiet and watch.
Don't blow a good thing."
Just to keep her content, Jon slipped his hand up her skirt to play with her-and found that she wasn't wearing any panties. He grinned. He felt around in the hot steamy space between his sister's legs till he located the tiny bump of her clit. He began to rub it mischievously. Joy squirmed happily, and he heard her sigh.
Wanting to return the favor, Joy reached out and unzipped her brother's jeans. He wasn't wearing shorts, and it didn't take her long to find his doughy little peter and draw it out from his pants. She curled her fingers around it and began to pump it in the way she knew he liked. Joyfully frigging each other, the twins continued to watch Daddy giving head to their teacher.
Rona felt Kurt's rough hot tongue flicking furiously over her lit, and it felt so wonderful that she wanted to scream her joy shamelessly. Her cream was pouring out, steadily and helplessly, right into his face. She didn't scream, but she couldn't stifle her hoarse moans of bliss. She knew she was behaving like a slut, but she couldn't bear to stop now when he had her so aroused.
Suddenly Kurt withdrew his cream-soaked face from her pussy and quickly unzipped his pants. Rona's eyes fluttered open, and she watched in lusty fascination as he lowered his pants and shorts and kicked them off. His enormous reddish prick snapped out of its confinement, stiff and heavy and pointing straight up at the ceiling. The head was almost purple with engorgement. Rona felt a crazy desire coming over her. She wanted to touch his huge stiff cock, pet it, even taste it....
It was if Kurt had read her thoughts. "Yes, Rona," he said hoarsely, "don't be afraid. It's all right, nothing wrong with it. Go ahead and touch me if you want."
She didn't feel it was right, she felt it was wicked-but she did it anyhow. She had a crazy irresistible desire to explore his cock. Trembling, blushing, she reached out and curled her fingers around the thick hot pulsing meat. It twitched and throbbed in her hand, very much alive and ready. She gurgled lustily and began to pump it, the first time she'd ever played with a cock. It felt pleasant against her palm, silky and warm and smooth. As she began to pump him, Kurt groaned, and a big spurt of cock-juice bubbled from his dark glans-hole and rolled down to wet her fingers.
This time Rona didn't flinch and pull away. Her cunt burned with excitement, and she spread Kurt's sticky hot cock-cream on her fingers for lubrication. She pumped him again, a wet and slick motion, and he grinned blissfully as he watched her. He was overcoming her inhibitions at last. Rona seemed actually happy and excited as she pumped his big pulsing dick.
From the dark hallway, the twins watched, bug-eyed. They could hardly believe what they saw. Prim and sour Miss Carter, their stern and strict teacher, was playing with Daddy's huge erect peter, pumping it and grinning. Boy, if only the rest of the kids could see her ... They'd never believe it, though. If Joy and Jon told the class that they'd seen Miss Carter jacking off their Dad, the kids would just laugh. It was unbelievable that their spinster teacher would do such a thing. Yet Joy and Jon were seeing it. It made them very excited. Jon rubbed harder and harder on his sister's red-hot creamy little clit, and she pumped faster and faster on his now-erect and throbbing young penis.
"Sweetheart," Kurt said huskily, "I want you to do something nice for me. I'd really appreciate it, Rona, if you don't mind too much. Lick my cock."
Mind? She was dying to lick his big reddish dong. She would never have admitted it, but she quickly lowered her head at his request, stuck out her tongue, and placed the tip on the glowing purplish head of his big erect dick. She got her first taste of cock-juice, and she salivated heavily. It tasted GOOD! Rona lapped up the bubbling juice of his prick, rolled it on her taste buds, and swallowed greedily. More juice bubbled from his dark prick-hole, and she licked it up hungrily without being prompted.
Kurt was delighted. Rona seemed to have a natural talent for cock-play. He decided it was safe to go a step further. "That's great, baby," he said, "but there's something else I'd like even more. Take it in your mouth, Rona. Suck my dick."
Rona blushed deeply and hesitated. She'd heard of cocksucking, but she thought it was something that only prostitutes did. Could she really commit that wicked dirty act? Hell, yesss ... She wanted to. She wanted to take his whole cock in her mouth and suck it like crazy.
"Gee, she won't do that, will she?" said Jon.
"Not Ol'Carter," said Joy. "She wouldn't do it."
No sonner had Joy said it, than they saw Miss Carter stick Daddy's huge thick penis right into her mouth. She jammed it in as far as she could, taking it in almost to his hairy fat balls, and then she began sucking on it like she was starved. Her sucking was loud, an obscene slurping and squishing noise which the twins could hear even in the hall. They thought it was so funny to see their teacher sucking on a cock like it was candy, that they couldn't contain their giggles.
"Hey, what was that?" said Kurt.
Rona looked up, her mouth still stuffed with his huge juicy prick. She and Kurt gasped in horror as the twins suddenly fell into the room and rolled around on the floor laughing like crazy....
CHAPTER SIX
"Oh, my God," said Rona. "Oh, NO!!!"
The kids had no doubt seen everything-her legs lewdly stretched, her whole pussy displayed, her lusty smile as Kurt licked her clit, and worst of all, they'd watched while she sucked his cock. She'd never live it down. How could she possibly face the twins in class?
Kurt glared at his son and daughter. "Why weren't you at the movies?" he said.
Jon and Joy looked at each other. They were caught red-handed, and there seemed to be nothing for it but to tell the truth.
"Well, Dad," said Jon sheepishly, "we decided not to go to the movies. We wanted to come back here and see what you were doing. I guess we shouldn't have spied."
"You're damned right," said Kurt, "and if one word of this ever gets out, I'll tan both your butts. You got that?"
The twins nodded vigorously. Joy said, "We spied on you once before, too. We might as well confess. It was last time Miss Carter was here, when you two-uh-"
"Fucked," said Jon, figuring they might as well come clean.
"Oh, God," said Rona with an anguished moan. "And you saw everything this time?" said Kurt grimly.
"Yes," said the twins. They couldn't contain their smiles of glee. Poor Miss Carter was just about wetting her pants.
Suddenly Kurt began to laugh, astonishing both Rona and the twins. "You little devils," he said. "You wanted to learn all about sex, didn't you? I thought they taught you that in school."
"Sure, Dad," said Jon, "but it isn't like the real thing, not when it comes from books. We wanted to see how people really do it."
"And I thought you were too young," Kurt said thoughtfully. "I guess I was wrong."
He studied his two kids. True, they were only thirteen, but Jon was beginning to take on a man's shape, and the hard little bulge in his crotch testified to a genuine cock-stand. Joy still wore pigtails and didn't cover her freckles with make-up, but her newly budding tits stuck out saucy and pointed under her tight shirt. No, they weren't children any longer.
Kurt made a decision. "All right," he said, "if you want to learn about sex, I'd rather you did it at home, under my supervision. That way I'll be sure you learn right. Rona, you can help."
"Me?" said Rona, blushing. "But I teach English, not hygeine."
"I mean you can help demonstrate. This is something you don't have to go to college for, after all. Anybody can fuck," said Kurt.
Rona's face grew dark red. "What in the world are you suggesting, Kurt?" she said, horrified. "Do you mean we should-uh-do it in front of the children?"
"You got it," said Kurt. "They've already seen us, so what does it matter? Well just give them a better view and a little anatomy lesson."
The twins were delighted, clapping their hands and grinning, but Rona was shocked. "You're crazy," she said. "I won't be part of some dirty sex show, and I won't help corrupt these children. I'm leaving."
She started to get up, but Kurt pushed her firmly back down on the couch. Rona sobbed and struggled, but he was too strong for her. "Kids, come here," he said. "Help me hold her."
"Oh, noooo," said Rona. "You can't do this, you just CANT!"
"Oh, yes, we can, Miss Carter," said Joy, "and you can't get away. You might as well just shut up."
"Right," said Jon. "We're gonna make you do it."
The twins were delighted to see their cold prim teacher pinned helplessly on the couch, mortified and blushing. Miss Carter had always seemed like their enemy in class, giving them assignments they couldn't understand, making them do time after school for giggling or talking. Now they were going to get their revenge.
"Pull up her skirt, Jon," said Kurt.
Rona screamed and struggled, but it was no use. Kurt and his kids held her down firmly. Since Kurt had already taken off her panties, there was nothing to hide her as Jon eagerly pushed her skirt right up to her waist. The three of them gawked at the dainty brown triangle of her mons curls.
"Now let's get her legs apart," said Kurt, "just
"Oh, please, NO!" said Rona.
They paid no attention. Joy pushed Rona's left leg up over the back of the couch, and Jon pushed her right leg off the edge, so that her whole crotch was lewdly spread and exposed. Rona knew she couldn't get away, that fighting was no use, so she just closed her eyes and wept quietly, hoping her humiliating ordeal would end soon.
"Now for a little anatomy lesson," said Kurt.
While the twins stared in awe at Rona's mature naked pussy, their father reached down and rubbed the little brown bumpy mouth of her anus. "We all know what this is, of course," he said, "but how about this? You know what this is, kids?"
He was holding and gently stretching her plump pink pussylips. The kids shook their heads, and he said, "These are called labia, which means lips. They guard the entrance to the vagina. You know what a vagina is?"
The twins nodded, and Joy said, "That's where babies come out. And it's where the man's penis goes."
"Right," said Kurt. "Where is the vagina, Joy?"
Restraining her giggles, the red-haired girl placed her fingertip on the shadowy wet mouth of Rona's cunt. "There it is," she said. She moved her finger upward a little, to a pinprick hole surrounded by raw bright pink flesh. "And here's her peehole," she said. "But, Daddy, what's this thing? What's this for?"
She was fingering the tiny red bump of Rona's clit. Kurt said, "That's called the clitoris, baby, and what it does is give a woman pleasure. That's all it's for, just getting you excited."
Joy nodded knowingly. She remembered how crazily good it had felt when her brother touched her there. "Now show us about boys, Dad," she said.
Kurt reddened a little. It was one thing showing off Rona's pussy, but he felt a little uncomfortable about displaying his cock and balls to his kids. However he couldn't be a hypocrite. He unzipped his pants and lowered them enough to uncover his semi-hard prick and his hairy nut-sac.
Jon and Joy gawked at their Dad's mature male genitals, and in their minds they compared them with Jon's half-grown and nearly hairless cock and balls. There was quite a difference. Daddy was so hairy, and his nuts and dick were enormous compared to Jon's. Also Daddy was circumcised. Where Jon had pale wrinkled flesh at the tip of his peter, Daddy had a fat purple bulb.
Kurt quickly explained the function of penis and testicles. Then Jon said eagerly, "Well, Dad, are you gonna show us how to fuck? Are you gonna demonstrate with Miss Carter?"
Rona winced. She'd kept her eyes closed during the humiliating anatomy lesson, but she couldn't help hearing Jon's eager words. If Kurt fucked her in front of those kids, that would be the end of her reputation, the end of her self-respect.
Kurt was debating. He intended to complete the lesson by giving the kids a demonstration of fucking, but he noticed that Jon had an incredible hard-on and was gawking eagerly at Rona's lush mature body. Why not do the kid a favor? No teenager likes to be a virgin.
"Ever done it before, Jon?" he said.
"No," Jon said ruefully, "but I'd sure like to try."
"Well, you do it, then," said Kurt, "and I'll tell you how."
"Oh, wow, Dad," said Jon ecstatically. "You really mean it?"
"Sure, kid," said Kurt. "Consider it an early birthday present."
Rona couldn't believe her ears. Was Kurt actually going to let his thirteen-year-old son, her own student, ball her? How could he treat her like this, as if she were only an object without feelings?
"Go ahead, son," said Kurt, "get undressed. Then I'll tell you what to do."
Rona couldn't be silent any longer. She had to prevent this outrage. She opened her eyes and glared at Kurt Mills. "Now just one minute," she said angrily. "I have a say in this, too. It's MY body. And I will not make love to that boy."
"Oh, relax, Rona," Kurt said impatiently. "You're no virgin, it won't hurt you. Besides, you could use some loosening up. You're a prude, Rona, a spoilsport. You're no fun-no wonder you don't have any friends. This'll be good for you, it'll get rid of some of your ridiculous hangups. So just shut up, baby, and enjoy."
Rona stared at him. He was really going to do it-or, rather, let his son do it. She couldn't get away. Joy and Kurt held her firmly down while the eager Jon undressed. Oh, my God, that skinny freckled kid, hardly more than a child, was going to put his cock into her ... Rona sobbed desperately.
Even in her distress she couldn't help staring at the cock which was about to violate her. Jon didn't have many clothes to take off, just sneakers and jeans and t-shirt. He stood before her grinning and naked, a slim but muscular boy with thick red hair and freckles. His belly was flat and taut, and at the very base there was a light feathering of red hairs. From it sprang his adolescent prick, a pale white gleaming organ about as big as her middle finger. He had a fierce erection, his boy-prick standing straight up and hugging his belly. The force of his erection had pushed back the wrinkled foreskin and uncovered the pretty cherry-red head of his cock. Its pinprick mouth oozed little bubbles of cock-cream. Below swung his rosy hairless balls, ruddy and fat and clean.
None of it repelled Rona. She admitted to herself that he really looked delicious to her, clean and pure and handsome. The fact was, however, he was her student, that cocky little brat who ogled her tits every day in class, the biggest troublemaker in school. It was just too humiliating to think that he was going to ball her. His triumphant grin showed that revenge was part of his motive.
"Okay, teacher," he said gleefully, "here I come."
"Oh, Kurt, PLEASE!" said Rona, sobbing helplessly, "DON'T LET HIM DO IT, PLEASE!!!"
Kurt paid no attention to her protests. He was totally absorbed in helping his son lose his virginity. He observed Rona's mature hair-fringed slit, the puffy moist tissues, the open gasping mouth of her cunt. Jon should have no trouble getting in there.
"Okay, son, go ahead," he said. He and Joy moved out of the way, still pinning Rona down, so Jon could kneel between her widely-spread legs. "Just kneel there," Kurt instruted, "and put your cock in her vagina, her cunt. Yeah, that's it."
Rona stared in horror and disbelief as the grinning red-haired boy scrambled between her soft thighs, seized his achingly stiff little peter, and directed the dripping red glans toward her unprotected cunt. It couldn't be happening to her, it just couldn't....
She flinched and sobbed as Jon's red-hot wet cock-head touched the gaping mouth of her vagina, but her captors wouldn't allow her to jerk away. She was held rigid and unmoving, and she felt the boy's hard little cockhead entering her body. It wasn't nearly as thick as Kurt's, so it entered quite easily, gliding up in her slick fleshy tunnel till Jon's hairless warm balls came to rest against her quivering ass.
"AWWWWWW," moaned Jon, "OHHHH, MAN ... This is far out."
"How's it feel, Jon?" said Joy, who was observing the whole thing intently.
"Hot," said Jon, his voice a blissful croak, "real hot and wet. Shit, it's nice ... What do I do now, Dad?"
Kurt chuckled. "Just fuck, boy, fuck," he said. "Move that cock in and out. Do it however it feels best."
Jon grinned and obeyed. At first he moved his stiff little prick slowly in Rona's red-hot mushy tunnel, getting the feel of it, but before long he felt the urge to move faster and harder. The thing was to get friction between his horny prick and her slick velvety vaginal walls, and the faster he moved, the more friction he got. He began to hump her very fast, and fiery jolts of pleasure raced from his sensitive cock-head to his melting loins. Damn, fucking was the most fun thing in the whole world....
"Attaboy," said Kurt. "Go to it, son."
"Yeah, ball her, Jon," said Joy.
Joy was delighted with Daddy's idea, because it humiliated Miss Carter. She knew that the teacher considered Jon the biggest troublemaker and the worst student in her class, so it had to be really mortifying to her to get fucked by Jon. Miss Carter's face was beet red as Jon balled her, and she was weeping in shame. This pleased Joy greatly. Bitch, she thought, mean old bitch....
Joy wasn't completely happy, however. While she was glad to see her brother giving it to Miss Carter, she felt left out. It didn't seem fair that Daddy had let Jon fuck, given him a partner, without offering Joy the same privilege. The little red-haired girl snuck a glance at her father's big penis, which he hadn't bothered to cover up. It was getting awfully hard as he watched Jon ball Miss Carter. Joy licked her lips. Why couldn't Daddy be HER partner?
"Daddy," she said eagerly, "could we-"
"Ssshhh, baby," he said, not taking his eyes off his son's pale flying buttocks, "later. Let's enjoy the show."
Male chauvinist pig, thought Joy. How come Jon got to fuck and she didn't? How come Daddy thought only of his son, not his daughter? Well, she wasn't going to take this injustice. She wanted to fuck, too.
Joy reached out and curled her little hand around her father's huge stiff dong.
Kurt gasped and looked down in his lap. At first he thought that Rona was getting turned on at last and was playing with his cock in her excitement-but, no, that hand was too little. Jesus H. Christ, it was Joy's ... His own daughter was aggressively pumping his dick.
Kurt didn't know what to do. It was too late for a lecture about incest. Obviously she didn't understand the taboo. He understood her reasons, however. He'd goofed when he let Jon fuck Rona, because he'd made no provision for Joy. To be fair, he should have let Joy fuck someone, too, but who? Besides, it was different with his daughter. He felt Jon ought to have a woman as soon as possible, but Joy was a girl and should save herself for marriage. Apparently Joy didn't feel that way. Was he being old-fashioned? Kurt had to admit that her briskly pumping little hand felt damned nice on his erect meat. Christ, how was he going to handle this?
Meanwhile Jon's tight little ass was flying with blinding speed as he humped his sobbing teacher. Kurt and Joy could see his rock-hard boy-prick zipping in and out of her hair-fringed pink pussylips, reaming and sawing vigorously in her hot mature cunt. The kid was having the time of his life. Jon was panting and sweating and moaning hoarsely as he worked his horny little prick in a woman's slick steamy cunt for the very first time.
"AWWWW, MAN," Jon whinnied, "TOO FUCKIN' MUCH ... OHHHH, WOW!!!"
He'd never felt anything so good as this. Jacking off, letting his sister frig him, were child's play compared to the real thing. Miss Carter's vagina was like liquid silk around his horny little prick, squeezing and heating him, sending violent shivers of pleasure through his body. He fucked her harder and harder. His young naked balls slapped loudly against her big soft ass, and their bellies met with a noisy smack each time he plunged down on her. He thought of all the times she'd punished him or shamed him before the class, and he grinned wickedly at her.
Rona was dizzy and confused. She knew it was a horrible thing that was happening. She was being raped by a mere child, one of her own students. Yet it was beginning to feel good, really good. Jon's cock was too small for her, not long or thick enough for her grown-up cunt, but the kid had more energy than an adult and he could really make that prick fly. She'd never been balled so hard and fast before, and the friction was hot and delicious. Unwillingly she felt her cunt starting to respond to the kid's rigid swift strokes. Her vaginal walls tightened around the hot little poker and began to cream. The more she creamed, the slicker and wetter her cunt became, and Jon's fucking started to get obscenely noisy, a slurpy wet sound that made Joy giggle as she watched.
Rona hated herself, but she knew she was going to succumb soon. She had twenty years of spinsterhood to make up for, twenty years without a man. Jon's fiery-swift balling was just too good to resist. Her eyes rolled crazily as she felt the pleasure conquering her. She arched her back to get his hard little cock deeper into her, and she began to moan softly.
Meanwhile Kurt was still unsure what to do about his daughter. Joy held on stubbornly to his cock, pumping it like crazy, and he felt his glans beginning to drool helplessly. The sticky juice ran down onto her fingers, making her pumping very slick and fast. Kurt felt himself getting frantically horny, yet it was his own daughter who was frigging him. It just wasn't right....
Joy looked up and saw her father's flushed face, observed his heavy excited breathing. He looked like he was enjoying her swift pumping of his cock, and she felt it was time to put in her request.
"Daddy," she said eagerly, "would you fuck me?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kurt gawked at his daughter. "WHAT?" he said.
"Fuck me," she said again, apparently not embarrassed by her incredible words. "Jon gets to do it, so why can't I? Come on, Daddy, be fair. Do it to me."
Kurt couldn't speak for a moment, he was so astounded. My God, he'd told her the facts of life long ago, but apparently he'd left out some vital information. Didn't she know about incest?
"Baby," he said nervously, "a girl can't do it with her father. It's not right."
"Says who?" Joy said impatiently. "What's wrong with it?"
Kurt stumbled on that one. It was a good question. He realized that there was really nothing wrong with it, except in the eyes of outdated religious nuts. If both he and Joy wanted it, and if no baby resulted, what harm would be done? He looked closely at his thirteen-year-old daughter, at her cute button nose and perky little tits pointing out under her tight shirt, and at her gently swelling hips. Damn, she was enticing, and he'd always wanted to ball a very young girl. That little pussy would be so damned tight....
Kurt shook himself. He was insane to think a thing like that. Balling his own kid, popping her cherry? Never.
"No, Joy," he said sternly. "Fathers and daughters don't fuck, and that's that. Besides, you're too young. You should wait till you get married."
Joy stared incredulously at him. "Wow, are you a male chauvinist," she said angrily. "You don't think Jon's too young, do you? Just because he's a boy, you let him do it, but not me. That's bullshit, Daddy. It just isn't fair. Why should I have to wait, when HE doesn't?"
Kurt reddened. His daughter was right, he was discriminating against girls. "All right, baby," he said, "I'll think about it."
"Great," Joy said sourly. "Well, can I at least play with your cock?"
Again he was shocked-but, anything to keep her quiet. He didn't want to think about this sticky problem right now. "Okay," he said quickly. "Now let's just be quiet and watch."
There was plenty to watch. Jon's stiff little cock was wet now with Rona's cunt juices, and the handsome spinster was having a hard time concealing her wild pleasure as the eager boy continued to fuck her with blinding speed. His red-hot little prick was digging into her, arousing powerful bursts of pleasure that shook her whole body and made her groan helplessly.
Kurt observed this and saw her gushing pussy cream overflowing her aroused cunt and splattering on Jon's belly. He caught Rona's eye and said proudly, "Not bad for a beginner, is he?"
Rona blushed with shame. Kurt had seen how horny she was getting. She didn't answer him. She tried with all her might to shut out the delicious jolts of pleasure she was getting from the boy's frantic humping, but it was simply no use. She wanted it too much. She moaned and closed her eyes, giving herself up to the joy of being balled hard and fast and deep. There'd be plenty of time later to feel guilty. Right now she was going to enjoy herself. She'd waited so many years for this....
Jon held himself up a little to observe his own action. It thrilled him to think that he was balling his teacher, this lush older woman who ordinarily had so much power over him. He gazed dizzily down at her ripe red slit with its thick fringe of brown hair. It was a real grown-up cunt, and he was in it. He watched his slim pale prick flying in and out of her stretched pink pussylips, digging up into her body and sliding out again to gleam wetly wetly with her juice. It seemed incredible, but it was old sourpuss Carter and HE was balling her, doing it to her....
"Hey, teacher," he said mockingly, "do you like it?"
"Yeah, Miss Carter," Joy said wickedly, "do you dig my brother's cock?"
Rona groaned with shame and kept her eyes closed. She wondered how she'd face these two kids in school tomorrow, how she'd keep from blushing when she met their leering, knowing eyes. She was about to make things worse, too. She just couldn't conceal her pleasure any longer. Jon was fucking her into a frenzy of horny need, and she knew she'd have to cum ... Oh, God, she thought, don't let me make a sound ... If she came quietly, they might not realize it.
Joy watched intently. She was sure old Carter liked it, but was too proud to admit it. As she watched, the red-haired girl went on pumping her father's huge stiff penis, but that was getting to be a bore. She wanted to do other things to him, explore him. If she couldn't get laid like her brother, she could at least have some fun. Joy ran her hand swiftly down her Dad's thick throbbing pole till she felt his bristly pubic bush. She ran her fingers through it and encountered the huge swollen bags of his testicles. They seemed the size of baseballs to her. They might be fun to play with.
Kurt gasped as he felt his daughter's little hot hands cupping and squeezing his swollen nut-sacs. Christ, where had she learned a thing like that? He panicked for a moment, thinking she'd secretly gone out with boys, maybe even had her cherry popped. Then he reddened as he realized where Joy had learned about sex-from spying on him and Rona. A fine father he'd turned out to be.
He should stop her. It was wicked to let his own little girl toy with his balls. It felt so good, though, that he couldn't bring himself to move away. Hot blasts of pleasure rocked his body as Joy's mischievous little fingers tickled the tender surface of his testicles. Then she was reaching farther back, tickling and rimming the horny mouth of his asshole. Oh, damn, it felt so good ... He admitted to himself that he wanted to make love to his daughter.
Joy explored everywhere between his legs, rubbing, tickling, caressing. She decided she liked his cock best, and presently she went back to it, pumping it lustily, running her little hot hand right up from his bristly pubic nest to the bulbous drooling head of his prick. She recalled watching Miss Carter lick Daddy's erect cock, take it in her mouth. That seemed kind of weird, but Joy wanted to try it. Anything old Carter did, she wanted to do better. "BABY, NO," Kurt said.
He was horrified. His little daughter, her pigtails swinging, had suddenly dipped her head into his lap and started to lick his cock. Again he knew where she'd seen that. He had only himself to blame. "Joy, honey," he said hoarsely, "DON'T DO THAT! IT ISN'T RIGHT...."
Yet he couldn't bring himself to push her away. Her wet little tongue flicked deliciously up and down the horny hardness of his prick, swished around and around the sensitive swollen glans, dug mischievously into the drolling prick-hole and lapped up his bubbling juice. Shit, it felt fantastic ... Kurt moaned and reddened.
Rona heard it and opened her eyes. She could hardly believe the depraved thing she saw. Kurt had his cock and balls out, erect and swollen, and he was letting his teenage daughter lick them. It was disgusting. He was obviously enjoying it, too. His rugged face was red and grinning, his eyes glazed with sensual bliss.
Rona wanted to tell him what she thought of this filthy act, but her own pleasure blinded her to everything else. Jon was fucking her so hard that her cunt felt like a blast furnace, and his stiff little shaft was rubbing hard across her clit, making her almost shriek with pleasure. Suddenly she felt her orgasm coming on, and she lost all control of herself.
"Oh, my God, YES," she wailed. "Yes, fuck me, Jon, fuck me ... OHHHHH, I LOVE IT ... AAAGGGHHH ... SHIT, I'M CUMMMIIIIIIINNNGG!!"
Jon looked down proudly as his teacher climaxed. Her beautiful body shook violently, her face was a sensual leer, and her steamy cunt gripped his little peter like a vise. Her cream drenched his deeply-buried prick, and it felt so good that Jon couldn't hold out any longer. He'd wanted to ball her all night, to prolong his first fuck, but he was suddenly cumming, yelping blissfully, shooting his sizzling boy-cum into his teacher's belly. He shot and shot, and she took it all joyfully, holding her legs open wide for him.
Jon blanked out for a moment, his orgasm was so powerful, and then his Dad was clapping him on the shoulder. "Good job, son," said Kurt. "You did it like a pro."
"Gee, thanks, Dad," Jon said proudly.
He rolled off Miss Carter's flushed body and looked at his prick. It was wet and limp, shrivelled up to half its erect size, but at least it wasn't virgin any more. Jon felt very proud of himself.
Rona wasn't proud of herself, though. Now that her passion was satisfied, she realized what she'd done. Carried away by her wicked lust, she'd not only allowed her thirteen-year-old student to fuck her, she'd also enjoyed it. She'd screamed her pleasure like a slut, told him how much she wanted it, cum in front of everybody ... Oh, God, how could she have done such a thing?
"Move over, son," said Kurt. "It's my turn."
Joy's hot-handed frigging had made him violently horny. He just had to stock his achingly swollen cock into a nice juicy cunt. Secretly he wished it could be Joy's. He wanted desperately to penetrate his little daughter's virgin-tight twat, to enjoy her delicious young body, but of course he'd never do it. It was unthinkable. Jon scooted out of the way, and Kurt flung himself hungrily between Rona's legs.
Joy was frantically jealous. It just wasn't fair, damn it. Everybody was getting balled but her, and dumb old Carter was going to get it twice. Furiously Joy reached out to pull her father off the older woman. She wasn't going to stand for this shit. Someone caught her from behind, however, and pulled her away.
Joy looked around and saw her brother's impish face. He grinned at her and put a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet. He pushed his hand up her skirt and tweaked her horny hot little clit. Joy grinned at him. She understood. Jon would take care of her....
Meanwhile Miss Carter was putting up quite a struggle. The kids weren't holding her any longer, and she was twisting out from under Daddy, flailing at him with her fists.
"No," she said angrily, "I won't do it. I'm not a whore. Let go of me, I tell you."
Rona was horrified to discover that Kurt meant to fuck her right after his son had finished, and right in front of his kids, too. She couldn't allow herself to be used that way. She fought desperately, rolling over on her belly to protect her pussy, but Kurt simply laughed and pulled her lush ass up in the air. She felt his enormously thick stiff cock slamming into her cunt from behind.
"AAHHHH," she gasped. "OHHHH, AAAHHH!"
He was so thick and he pushed so hard that the breath was knocked from her. As she struggled to get it back, Kurt completed his thick hard penetration, the drooling head of his cock coming to rest against her womb. She felt his bristly balls tickling her inner thighs, felt her ever-hungry cunt deliciously and fully stuffed with his super-big prick-and she knew she wouldn't fight it.
Jon's slim, teenage cock had only gotten her excited. It wasn't big enough to do the whole job, to give her the full hard stuffing she craved. Although she'd just cum with Jon, she was instantly horny again. Her cream boiled heavily around Kurt's giant dick, and she began to jerk her hips eagerly around his thick impalement.
Kurt chuckled. "Oh, you want it, do you?" he said. "Well, baby, I'll be glad to give it to you. Hang on. Here we go."
Rona dug her nails into the couch and clung to keep her balance as Kurt began to ball her violently, mercilessly. His huge hard prick slammed against her womb, his stiff balls battered her butt, and his taut belly came down with a loud smack against her ass each time he plunged into her. Her whole body shook, her big tits swayed heavily, and she felt her narrow cunt sawed and reamed brutally. It should have hurt-but she loved it.
"Yes, yesss, YES," she wailed. "Ball me, Kurt, fuck me ... OH, GOD, YESSS ... Do it to me HARD, darling, don't STOP!!!"
Rona was having so much fun, she forgot she had an audience, but her audience didn't forget her. The red-haired twins watched in total fascination as their prim spinster teacher wailed her pleasure, her huge pale tits jiggling like crazy. They watched Daddy's huge pale cock slamming in and out of her widely stretched pussylips, dripping with her horny cream. This was a real adult fuck, and the twins were agog with admiration.
Joy was kneeling on the floor and resting her elbows on the edge of the couch, getting as close a view as she could. Her brother knelt behind her, and as he, too, watched the grownups balling, he raised his sister's skirt up over her cute little round ass. He had the boundless energy and constant lust of the typical teenage boy, and already his slim cock was hard again. He must have fucked his teacher for a whole five minutes, as far as he could recall, and he'd cum like a bomb, till he thought he didn't have any jism left. Yet here he was, hard and horny again, and his sister's twat was so available....
Jon had heard Joy's protests, and he agreed with her, it just wasn't fair that she didn't get fucked, too. He knew that Dad was somehow against it, because she was a girl, but Jon disagreed with his father. He was going to give Joy what she wanted. Dad was totally preoccupied with humping Miss Carter, and he wouldn't even notice.
Jon raised Joy's skirt up to her waist and gawked eagerly at her narrow pink virgin slit. He saw her little brownie, her delicate moist pussylips, and the tiny shadowed mouth of her cunt. He seized his fiercely erect young prick with trembling hand and guided the bright red glans into the deliciously hot moist mouth of his sister's vagina. Already he could tell it was going to be a better fit than Miss Carter's wide mature cunt-hole. Joy's virgin pussylips gripped his creaming glans deliciously, and as he pushed into her, he felt hot excitement. She was so fuckin' tight, so hot and velvety, that he almost came with his first thrust....
Joy felt a cock entering her cunt for the very first time, her brother's cock, and an expression of wonder came over her freckled childish face. Her green eyes got wider and wider as she felt the slim hard rod easing up her little twat. It felt kind of funny, yet it was very exciting. She sighed softly, and Jon felt a rush of hot cream around his invading dick.
He had to push into her very slowly because she was so tight. He couldn't just glide in like he did with Miss Carter. He came up against some kind of barrier after an inch or so, a taut wall of flesh. He gathered his strength, grunted, and pushed hard. There was an audible POP! as he broke through his sister's hymen, and Joy gave a little squeak of surprise. It hurt her a little, but once he broke through, it began to feel good again, really good. Her brother's slim hard cock came to rest against her womb, completely and deliciously filling her tiny hot cunt, and Joy gave a shrill squeal of pleasure.
Jon reached around and clapped his hand over her mouth. They would have to keep quiet, otherwise Dad might notice. He'd be pretty pissed off if he caught them fucking. He seemed to have this thing against relatives doing it.
For the moment Kurt was pretty much preoccupied with what he was doing. His belly slammed thunderously against Rona's ass while he balled her with all the strength and speed he could muster. The twins watched admiringly as his hugely thick reddish prick stretched her pretty pink pussylips almost to bursting and reamed the thick cream out of her nipping cunt to splatter on his belly.
Miss Carter was having the time of her life, too. Her normally icy face was red and grinning, her dark eyes rolling wildly, and she clawed the couch in a frenzy of lust as Daddy balled her. Her huge tits hung down from her chest, the brown nipples brushing the seat of the couch, swinging like great melons. She'd completely forgotten the twins' presence and was yelling her bliss in hoarse obscene cries.
"Harder, damn it, HARDER," she screeched, "I WANT MORE, MORE!!! Ball me, you bastard, FUCK ME, get into me, AHHHHH, OOHHHH!!!"
The twins were delighted to hear the filthy words pouring from their dignified teacher's mouth, but they couldn't concentrate very long on the wild scene before them. They had their own action going now, and they were soon carried away in the ecstasy of their very first fuck.
Jon had his sharp little prick fully lodged in his sister's deliciously tight cunt, and he let it rest there a moment, savoring the difference between her and Miss Carter. His teacher had a gorgeous lush body and was very exciting to fuck, but he felt her cunt couldn't compare with his sister's. Miss Carter was wide in there, a vast tunnel to his half-grown prick, but Joy was just right, tight and snug and squeezing. When Jon at last began to move in her, he had to stifle his squeals of pleasure. Her tiny vagina gripped him hard and bathed him with fiery liquid.
"Ummmm," Joy murmured.
Jon's prick was starting to move in her, to fuck her, in slow delicious thrusts that raked over her sensitive pussylips and penetrated all the way to her womb. Each deep slow movement sent hot flashes of pleasure through her lusty little body, and she creamed heavily in response. Joy was lucky. For her very first fuck she'd gotten a half-grown boy-prick, and it didn't hurt. A man-size cock would have caused her great pain. Far from feeling pain, the horny little teenager experienced mounting bliss.
"That's great, Jon," she said in a low whisper, so Daddy wouldn't hear. "I really like it. Just do it a little faster, okay?"
That was fine with Jon. He wanted to ball her crazy, but he'd been afraid to hurt her, she was so tight. Also he saw that his pale prick was lightly stained with her virgin blood. Joy said she wanted it faster, though, so he complied. His tight little ass jerked more swiftly, and he pumped his adolescent dick in quick short strokes. The resulting friction was red-hot and dizzyingly pleasurable. Jon began to pant.
Joy discovered she liked everything about fucking. She loved the hard jerking presence in her hungry little twat, and she loved the funny slap-slap of Jon's soft hot balls against her ass. She liked the way his sweaty belly slapped her butt, but best of all she liked the fierce explosions of pleasure that ripped through her belly each time he jabbed his hard cock into her. At last she could understand Miss Carter's insane frenzy when Daddy balled her.
"Ooooooo, faster, Jon," she sighed, "faster ... My cunt feels so good when you do that...."
Jon's prick speeded up at her command, and Joy almost fainted with the sudden hot pleasure of it. Her tiny cunt was thoroughly reamed by her brother's frantically jabbing prick, and her aroused vagina drooled heavily all around its impalement. Joy clawed the couch, much as her teacher was doing, and she had to stifle her ecstatic screams.
Jon felt like his cock was turning to liquid fire as he pumped harder and harder in his twin sister's wonderfully tight gripping cunt. He tried to keep his eyes on Dad and Miss Carter, but it wasn't easy. The image swam before his eyes as dizzy pleasure overtook him. Then suddenly he was aroused and fully alert by a deafening shrill scream from Miss Carter.
"EEEEEE," she wailed, "YESSS ... I'm cumming, oh, oh, OOOHHHH...."
The twins forgot their own hot fucking for a moment as they watched their teacher climax. Miss Carter's handsome face was contorted in lusty grin, her tongue sticking out lewdly, and her opulent body was rocked with violent convulsions. The twins watched in awe as her powerfuly muscular pussylips opened and closed ravenously around Daddy's thick cock-meat, gripping and squeezing him like a vise. Daddy gamely went on balling her as she came, but he didn't last long. The velvety squeezing of her convulsing cunt was bringing him off. He bellowed and whined, his muscular ass jerked violently, and he began to shoot his jism into her. It overflowed her small cunt and came boiling out to wet her thighs, his loins, and the seat of the couch.
At last Daddy and Miss Carter collapsed, panting and sighing, their eyes closed in the blissful after-spasms of their cumming. The twins seized the chance to conclude their own fuck.
Jon humped his sister like crazy, making her little body rock. Joy felt her tiny cunt pumped swiftly to the brink of orgasm, and she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out as the dizzying pleasure swept over her. Jon whimpered once, softly, and then gritted his teeth, too, as he came. Joy felt her brother's red-hot jism sizzling into her womb. Cumming was the greatest thing in the world, she decided.
After a moment Kurt looked up to see how his kids were doing. They were right there beside him, Joy leaning on the couch and Jon hovered protectively over her. They were grinning. What Kurt didn't know was that his son's limp little dick was still firmly gripped in his daughter's soaked little cunt.
"Getting pretty late," he said drowsily. "You kids better run off to bed now."
"Okay, Dad," the twins said in chorus.
Of course they had no intention of going to sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kurt slipped his hands under Rona's big warm body and cupped the creamy mountains of her tits. His limp cock was still in her, and he poked around with it hopefully, but it was no good. His erection was gone for the moment.
"Hey, it's getting pretty late," he said. "Let's go to bed. I'll drive you home in the morning."
"But, Kurt, the children," said Rona, "what will they think?"
Kurt laughed. "They've already watched us fuck, baby. They won't be surprised to find us in bed together."
Rona went along because she had no choice. It was too far to walk home, but it bothered her that she was going to bed with a man she hardly knew and that his kids might see them. It was silly of her, of course. As Kurt said, the twins had already watched them make love-and she'd even balled thirteen-year-old Jon. Her head swam with the realization of all the wicked things she'd done tonight. She was thoroughly ashamed of herself.
Kurt took her down the hall to the master bedroom, and they got into his big king-size bed. "Hey, what's the matter, baby?" he said. "You look unhappy."
A tear rolled down Rona's flushed face. "Kurt, I'm so ashamed of myself," she said miserably. "All the terrible things I did-and in front of your children, too."
"Oh, for chrissake," said Kurt, laughing impatiently. "Rona, when are you going to get over this stupid idea that sex is wrong? That's ridiculous, if you just think about it. It's a natural function, like eating and sleeping and pissing. There's nothing WRONG with it."
"I know," she said. "You make sense. I guess it's just the way I was brought up. My parents told me over and over again that sex is evil, men are animals-you know, the old Victorian morality."
"Yes," said Kurt, "and it's sick. It tries to destroy the most beautiful and natural thing people can do together. I want you to get over it, Rona. I want you to be free and happy. Let's make love again, now, and I don't want any blushing or holding back. Just keep telling yourself that it's natural and good."
"All right, Kurt," she said, "I'll try."
He laughed again. "Well, the first thing you have to do is get me hard. The ol' cock's taken quite a beating today. Go ahead, baby, play with me-and don't hold back. Do whatever crazy thing comes into your head."
The bedside lamp was on, casting a mellow glow over the big bed, and Kurt's powerful body was well illuminated as he laid down and stretched out on his back. As always, Rona was powerfully aroused just by the sight of his rugged male body. That was one thing, though, and it was quite another to drop all her life-long inhibitions and play freely with his body. She knelt beside him and gazed down at his limp soaked genitals.
His pink furry balls, flaccid and empty, snuggled sleepily between his thighs. His cock, a sleepy pale worm, lay limp and shrivelled in his crotch. Even his dark bristly pubic hair seemed limp and exhausted. Rona knew it was her job to get him up again, to arouse him, but did she really have the guts? Could she forget all her hang-ups about sex? Even now, after all they'd done together, it seemed wicked to play with his cock.
"Come on, baby," said Kurt, "pick it up and play with it. I need you. Don't be shy."
Rona's hands trembled as she reached out and gingerly petted his flaccid meat. His prick felt doughy and moist. She curled her fingers around it and began to pump it softly. It felt so flabby and lifeless in her hand that she thought he'd never get it up again, but after a little pumping she felt the soft prick twitch a little in her palm.
"That's nice," said Kurt with a contented sigh, "but do more. Play with my nuts, too."
With her free hand Rona reached down and cupped his warm soft testicles. Like his cock, they seemed utterly limp and lifeless. She rolled the soft bags gently in her hand, feeling the tiny hard core, and she went on gently pumping his soft wormy prick. It all seemed pretty mechanical and routine, and she suspected it wasn't doing much for Kurt. She recalled his words: "Do whatever crazy thing comes into your head."
Rona struggled to empty her mind of all repressions, all her parents' stern teachings, and to discover what she really wanted. Gazing down at Kurt's rosy limp balls and cock, she suddenly felt a hot pooling of saliva in her mouth. Her face started to color, but she remembered that Kurt had wanted no blushing, no holding back. She frankly admitted to herself what she wanted-to tongue and taste his prick.
"Awww, YEAH," said Kurt.
The prim spinster schoolteacher had suddenly dipped her glossy brown head over his belly, and he felt her rough wet little tongue sliding deliciously over the wrinkled soft surface of his prick. She was actually drooling on it in her excitement, bathing his drowsy meat in hot slick spit.
"That's more like it, baby," he said eagerly. "Yeah, LICK MY COCK, RONA ... EAT ME!!!"
Rona was surrounded by a dim cave of her own cascading hair, and all she could see were Kurt's flaccid penis and testicles. That was all she wanted to see, for they were the whole universe to her right now. If she could get him hard again, he'd fuck her, and fucking was all she really lived for. She couldn't get enough of it, ever ... Twenty years of abstinence had given her a sexual hunger that just wouldn't quit.
She licked Kurt's soft, doughy prick up and down, up and down, till it was gleaming and wet with her saliva and completely cleansed of their combined cum. His cock was shining and clean again, delicious to taste. Rona picked it up and began licking it with more speed and hunger, swishing her rough wet tongue around and around the soft pulpy shaft. She felt Kurt stirring hornily beneath her, heard him sigh.
Gradually she worked her greedy tongue up his soft warm shaft till she reached the dark red silky-smooth glans. He was very sensitive there, she discovered. When she swished her tongue wetly and swiftly around his glans-knob, he shivered violently and moaned. That was good-she wanted to get him hotly aroused. She stuck the tender dark red glans between her lips and tenderly nibbled the spongy flesh. Kurt moaned blissfully. She dug the tender tip of her tongue into the dark little hole of his glans, wormed it around, and was rewarded with a salty bubble of cock-juice. Now she was getting somewhere.
Greedily, Rona popped his whole limp dick into her mouth. Kurt gasped as he felt his wakening meat plunged into fiery-hot soaking-wet tissue. Rona sucked him as she never had before, hotly and swiftly and with real hunger. Fierce pleasure burned through his loins, and suddenly he was getting hard, monstrously hard.
"AWWW, JESUS, " he whined. "That's so GOOD, baby...."
Rona gagged as his cock suddenly lurched into a giant erection. She hadn't been prepared for such a sudden hardening, and her mouth was stuffed before she could react. His giant girth stretched her lips painfully. The heavy weight of his nine-incher forced her tongue down flat. The hard thick head of his prick shot right back into her throat, almost choking her. Once her panic had passed, however, she was pleased. She'd really done her job.
Gasping, Rona let his spit-soaked fully erect prick slide out of her mouth. It popped up to hug his belly, gleaming and swollen and ready. "My goodness," she said breathlessly, "you almost choked me."
Kurt grinned. "I didn't expect that, either," he said. "You got me pretty worked up. I enjoyed everything you did, Rona. Will you do it some more?"
Rona grinned wickedly at him, then suddenly dipped her gleaming head between his legs. She pushed him back on the bed, opened his legs, aggressively giving him head. Kurt yelped with delight and surprise when he felt her tongue playing roughly, naughtily, on his sensitive hairy nut-sac. She was licking the whole surface clean, just as she'd done with his cock.
Rona liked the spongy warm texture of his half-limp testicles. She licked the flopping bags greedily, snaking her tongue into the tight steamy crannies between his balls and thighs. She tunneled under the warm bouncing globes to the blank space behind, and in a sudden lusty urge she ran her tongue right back to the bumpy pungent mouth of his anus. Finding the puckered mouth, she -rimmed it with the mischievous point of her tongue. Kurt gasped. He was obviously aroused by her tongue-lashing of his anus.
Rona wanted to please him, to arouse him thoroughly. She dug the tiny tip of her tongue into the clenched mouth of his asshole, trying to penetrate him. Kurt opened his sphincter muscles, welcoming her naughty invasion, and Rona wormed her stiff wet tongue inside. She found his asshole very tight but slick. She -rimmed just inside the muscular mouth, swishing her tongue around and around the silky flesh of his rectum. Kurt groaned loudly. She felt his stiff penis lurch up against her face, drooling cock-juice on her forehead. Yes, he liked this very much.
"Awww, Christ, YEAH," Kurt whined. "Eat me, baby, lick my asshole ... SUCK IT! YEAH! YEAH! OHHHH!!!"
Rona's wicked tongue was snaking deeper and deeper into his rectum, and the pleasure was devastating. Kurt had never had a woman do that to him before, although he'd always wanted it. Her fiery wet tongue stuffed his bumhole as far as she could stretch, and his cock responded by wagging crazily and drooling great streams of juice. Rona's busy tongue jerked and reamed in his aroused asshole, and he floated off on a tide of dizzy bliss.
He was so blinded by the stunning pleasure of having his asshole tongued that he didn't see the bedroom door slowly and silently opening. Rona didn't notice it, either, for her face was buried in his crotch.
Naturally the twins hadn't gone to bed. They knew damned well that if Daddy sent them away, something exciting must be going to happen, something he didn't want them to see. Of course they had to see it.
Jon and Joy waited in the shadows at the end of the hall till Kurt and Rona wandered sleepy and naked into the master bedroom. Then the mischievous twins hurried to the door and listened. They heard Daddy ask to make love again, heard his ecstatic moans and sighs as Miss Carter did something to him. He muttered something about her licking his cock, eating his asshole. This sounded too good to miss. The twins took a chance, opened the door, and snuck into the bedroom.
They were in luck. The small lamp lit only the bed, leaving the rest of the room in shadows. Daddy had his eyes closed in the intensity of his bliss, and Miss Carter had her face buried in his crotch. The twins were able to get to within a few feet of the bed, where they crouched behind a big overstuffed chair and peered out to watch the adults.
They were astonished to see Miss Carter sticking her tongue right up Daddy's shithole. They'd never heard of such a thing before, and it sure didn't seem like anything their prim puritanical teacher would do. Nevertheless she seemed to really dig it. She was reaming and licking his pungent asshole like it tasted great. Daddy was really getting off on it, too. He was grinning like crazy, red-faced and panting, and his huge prick was lurching wildly and drooling long streams of juice.
"Shit, YEAH," he whined, "I love that, baby ... Lick my asshole, Rona ... EAT IT!!!"
Joy and Jon leaned so far forward to watch that the chair suddenly tipped over with a thunderous crash.
Kurt leaped straight up in bed, and Rona whipped her brown-stained tongue out of his asshole and gawked at the overturned chair. There stood Joy and Jon, naked and sheepish.
"Jesus Christ," said Kurt, "can't we get ANY privacy? I told you kids to go to bed."
The twins hung their heads. "Gee, Dad," said Jon, "we're sorry. But we just had to see what was going on. We weren't sleepy. We wanted to learn some more."
"Yeah, Daddy," Joy said coaxingly. "You were gonna give us lessons, remember? But you never showed us THAT-I mean, what Miss Carter was doing."
Rona blushed hotly. They'd seen that, too-her busy, greedy tongue stuck clear up their father's rectum. How was she ever going to face those kids in class?
Kurt sighed and studied his attractive twin son and daughter. He knew they were mischievous and full of curiosity, that they wouldn't quit spying on him and Rona till they'd learned everything. Why fight it? Why not let them join the fun?
" All right, damn it, he said, grinning. "Hop in."
The twins squealed with glee and jumped up onto the big bed with the adults. Jon eagerly eyed Rona's lush mature body. He snuggled up close to her, slipped his arms around her, and began playing with her mountainous hot breasts. Each one was bigger than his head, and the horny teenager delighted in cupping the overflowing fistfuls of creamy flesh. He kissed and licked and tongued the silky boobs, sighing happily.
Rona was blushing, but she didn't move away. "I guess you finally got your wish, didn't you, Jon?" she said drily.
He grinned at her. They were both remembering the hours he'd spent in class gawking at her huge pointed tits. Jon then did something he'd fantasized for months. He popped his wet mouth onto one of her big light brown nipples and began to suck it wetly, loudly, like a hungry puppy.
Rona blushed even deeper, but she didn't push the boy away. It felt fantastically good to have her nipple sucked. She felt a hot burst of cream from her pussy wetting the sheet beneath her. Why resist, why protest? The kids knew everything about her already. She might as well just relax and enjoy.
Meanwhile Joy had snuggled up to her father, slipped her little hot hand into his lap, and started tickling his cock and balls. Kurt didn't think it was right, but what the hell could he do? He'd invited her and Jon to come play in the bed, and he couldn't deny her the fun everyone else was having. As long as he didn't ball her, it really couldn't be called incest, he decided. Her little hand sure felt good on his aroused cock, too. Kurt sighed and grinned. What the hell ... a little fun wouldn't hurt anybody. He intended to stop Joy before things got too serious.
Joy had other intentions. She intended to play with Daddy's super-big peter till he got so excited that he just had to fuck her. This time he wouldn't ball Miss Carter instead. She and Jon had worked out a plan. Jon was to keep their teacher occupied so Daddy would have to ball Joy. She was determined to find out how that giant prick of his would feel in her greedy little pussy.
Daddy's stiff-standing cock was drooling a steady stream of juice, and Joy rubbed her hand over it, using it to lubricate her swift pumping. She curled her little fingers tighter around his thick hard shaft and pumped it faster and faster. Daddy's face was getting very red, and he was grinning like crazy. Presently he reached out and started to play with Joy's tiny pointed tits. That felt really nice.
Kurt asked himself what the hell he was doing, cupping and squeezing his own thirteen-year-old daughter's boobs. Rona had once called him a pervert, and maybe he was. He knew he longed to make love to his own kid. Her body was so young and tiny, so childish yet enticing. He could well imagine how wonderfully tight her cunt would be. Damn it all, if only he could fuck her ... but his conscience just wouldn't permit it. He was a pretty liberated guy, open to all kinds of sexual experiments, but he'd never ball his own kid.
Rona, too, was surprised at her lewd thoughts. Jon's hot wet nipple-sucking was getting her violently horny, and the more horny she got, the more wicked things she wanted to do. Finally she decided not to resist her dark urges. She could worry tomorrow, but tonight she might as well take advantage of this fantastic situation. After years of horny loneliness, she could have all the sex she wanted.
"Wait, Jon," she said breathlessly. "Let me do something to you, too."
Jon drew his mouth off her big brown nipple with a wet pop. Miss Carter leered at him, then crouched over his lap. He shivered with delight as he felt his teacher pick up his rigid little prick and pop it into her mouth. Man, oh, man, he'd never expected this. In all his horny fantasies about his teacher, he'd never dreamed she'd blow him. She was doing it, though, sucking his aroused peter all the way into her hot wet mouth, right down to his swollen nuts. She sucked him furiously, like she was starved for his meat.
"Oh, wow, yesss," Jon whimpered. "Suck my cock, Miss Carter ... It feels great...."
It felt great to Rona, too. Jon's half-grown prick didn't choke her like Kurt's mammoth dong. It was just right for sucking. She could take all of it in her mouth comfortably, even swish her tongue around it as she greedily and loudly sucked him. His little peter lurched and twitched with excitement, and presently it started dribbling its juice onto her tongue. He tasted delicious to her, and she hungrily swallowed every drop.
As Rona sucked loudly on Jon's straining little prick, she looked out of the comer of her eye and noticed Kurt's huge reddish penis standing up in his lap. Joy was swiftly pumping it, but Rona didn't notice. All she saw was another thick piece of tasty cock-meat. If one cock was fun to suck, what about two?
Joy was outraged when Miss Carter suddenly seized Daddy's cock right out of her hand. The older woman popped the fat straining prick into her mouth, stuffed it in beside Jon's, and started sucking them both at once. That was just too much. Why did old Carter get to have all the fun? Couldn't she even leave one cock for Joy?
Rona's lips were grotesquely stretched as she hungrily sucked two cocks at once, Kurt's thick giant and Jon's slim poker. She tasted both their dribbling juices, rubbed both their rigid rods side by side in her saliva-soaked mouth. She gurgled blissfully, oblivious of anything but her enormous mouthful of prick. She didn't notice that poor little Joy had burst into tears of jealousy and anger.
Kurt noticed, though. He was dizzy with the excitement of having his prick sucked in this bizarre way, rubbing hotly and stiffly right alongside his son's, but his eyes were open, and he saw his freckle-faced daughter beginning to cry.
"Hey, Joy, sweetheart," he said anxiously, "what's the matter?"
Everybody looked up at Joy, who was weeping angrily. "What's the matter?" she said hotly. "I'll tell you what's the matter. Everybody has fun but me. Miss Carter gets to play with both of you. It's just not fair."
"Aw, come on, Joy," said Jon. "You had your turn when we balled in the living room. You-" He stopped and clapped his hand over his mouth. Damn it all, he'd given away the secret.
Kurt stared at him, horrified.
"Jon," he said hoarsely, "are you telling me that you fucked your own sister?"
CHAPTER NINE
"You and your big mouth," said Joy to her red-faced brother. "I told you he'd be angry."
"Aw, shit," Jon said miserably. "I didn't mean to tell."
"Wait a minute," said Kurt, still pale and shocked. "You mean to say you two actually did it? When?"
"While we were watching you two on the couch," said Joy. "Come on, Daddy, don't be so old-fashioned. It was only fair. Everybody got to fuck but me. I wanted to do it, too."
"But, Joy, your own BROTHER!" Kurt said. "That's awful."
"Why?" said Jon and Joy together. They looked completely innocent and mystified. They just didn't understand the adult taboo against incest.
"Oh, Christ," said Kurt. "Had you ever done it before, Joy?"
"No," she said proudly. "This was my first time."
Kurt looked miserably at Rona, who reached out and took his hand. She could understand his bewilderment. It must be quite a shock to learn that your children had balled each other. Secretly she wouldn't have put anything past those impish twins, but she did feel sorry for their father.
"Well, Kurt," she said, "what's done is done. No sense fretting about it. You can't repair the damage, so why don't you just forget it?"
The twins looked gratefully at Miss Carter. For once she was making sense. "Yes, Daddy," Joy said eagerly, "why don't we all just forget it and have some fun? Jon can fuck Miss Carter, and you can fuck me. I'm just dying to find out what it's like with you."
Kurt turned pale. "Joy, for God's sake," he said, "what's wrong with you? You've just done it with your brother, and that's bad enough, but to want to do it with your FATHER-oh, my God."
Joy could see that words wouldn't persuade Daddy to ball her. His silly adult hangups got in his way. There was only one thing to do. She suddenly popped her mouth onto his stiff-standing prick and sucked it deep into her mouth.
"Joy, NO!" Kurt said, aghast.
"Aw, come on, Pop," Jon said, sniggering, "relax and enjoy. What's the big deal?"
"Jon," Rona said in a scolding tone, "your father is right. It's a very wicked thing for Joy to do that. You-OOOOO!"
Jon cut her protests short by pushing her down on her back and burrowing into her crotch. It was time to keep his promise to Joy. He'd said he'd keep Miss Carter occupied-fully occupied-while his sister got it on with Daddy. He remembered some of the things Daddy had done to Miss Carter to get her excited, and he put them into practice. He saw the furry dark puff of her mons, and he eased apart the hairy lips to expose her tiny red moist clitoris. He stuck his tongue out and tickled the slick little bump. Miss Carter groaned in ecstasy, and Jon felt her hot pussy-juice wetting his face.
Now that he knew what to do, Jon did it even faster. He tickled and tongued her hot little joy-button for all he was worth, wanting to distract her from Joy and Daddy. He fastened his lips around the wet squirming little shaft and sucked it into his mouth. Imitating his father, he sucked hotly on her sensitive clitoris and tickled the tender fleshy tip with his tongue.
"Ohhhh, Jon, no, noooo," Rona whined. "Let me go ... Have to stop them ... Ahhhhh, OOOO!!!"
She knew Kurt needed her help. If she wasn't available for him to fuck, he'd succumb to his naughty little daughter's seduction. He was only human, after all, and Joy was sucking his big aroused prick like crazy, making him violently horny. Dizzily Rona watched and saw Kurt's rugged face going beet-red with lust, saw him reach out and start to play with his daughter's pointy little tits. He'd be ashamed and sorry later, but right now he couldn't help himself. He needed a woman, and there was only Joy. Rona tried to arouse herself to help him, but Jon was sucking her clit into fiery melting pleasure, and she felt herself growing limp and dizzy and helpless....
"Oh, baby, baby...." Kurt moaned. "Jesus, no...."
His daughter's juicy tight mouth was whizzing up and down his engorged prick, sucking his meat like it had never been sucked before. Her cheek lining was like wet silk on his straining meat, and his horny swollen glans kept slamming deliciously against the velvety back of her throat. She used her tongue, too, digging mischievously into the squirting mouth of his glans, eating up his cock-cream. Joy was doing everything possible to arouse him, and she was succeeding only too well.
"Honey, it's wrong," Kurt said dizzily. "Gotta stop ... Ohhh, Jesus, don't ... Feels too good, too FUCKIN' GOOD!!!"
Joy would have grinned if her little mouth hadn't been fully stuffed with her Dad's fat stiff peter. She was winning. He was getting so horny he just couldn't pull away, and meanwhile Jon was keeping his promise, keeping Miss Carter occupied and distracted. "Distracted" wasn't a strong enough word for it, in fact. The moaning spinster had drawn her long legs wide apart, bending her knees right up to her huge quivering tits, exposing herself completely to Jon's noisy cunt-licking. Joy didn't expect any interference from Miss Carter for quite a while.
All she had to do now was keep Daddy hot. She recalled what Miss Carter had been doing to him when the twins snuck into the bedroom, and she decided to try it, too. It had really gotten Daddy excited. Joy let his huge spit-soaked prick pop from her mouth, and it snapped up to point at the ceiling, rigidly stiff and heavily drooling. Joy moved quickly, before Daddy had a chance to react, and nosed into his steamy hairy crotch.
It wasn't hard to find his anus, for it was just like hers, tight and wrinkled and nestled in the cleavage of his buttocks. Joy pried his muscular ass-cheeks apart and took aim at his brownie. She stuck out her little pink tongue, made it as stiff and pointed as she could, and jammed the wet slick tip into the clenched bumpy mouth of his anus.
"AWWWW," yelped Kurt. "GOD, YESSSSS! OH FUCK!"
God help him, he couldn't resist that particular kinky bit of sexplay. He loved having his ass reamed. Dizzily he told himself that it wasn't fucking, wasn't really incest. He relaxed his bumhole muscles and allowed his little daughter to stick her tongue inside. Joy pushed hotly inward, skewering him in one slick delicious thrust. Her tongue was quickly lodged clear to the root, hotly pressed by Daddy's tight slick rectal walls. The impish teenager began to ream him, her little tongue working briskly to clean his bumhole of all its pungent juice.
Kurt thought he was going to pass out with the pleasure of it. Never in his life had he felt anything so delicious as this. His daughter's tongue poked in and out, sawed around and around, in his aroused asshole, giving him a feathery tickling that just about made him shout with joy. His cock, already fiercely erect, swelled up to bursting, and thick cream oozed from his dark glans-hole.
"Awww, CHRIST," he moaned.
Glancing his way, Rona at first couldn't figure out what the girl was doing to get Kurt so excited. She only saw Joy's head, pigtails flopping, lodged between her father's thighs. Her mouth wasn't on his cock and balls, which pressed against the girl's forehead. That left only one place. Rona reddened as she realized that little red-haired Joy was licking her father's anus-and that Kurt was obviously loving it.
What kind of kinky family were they, anyhow? Dizzily Rona wondered. It was hard for her to concentrate, though, with Jon industriously sucking her clit. Fierce waves of pleasure rocked her big lush body as the boy went on sucking juicily, wetly, on her sensitive joy-button. She was getting so aroused she could hardly stand it. It would be a terrible thing to succumb to this thirteen-year-old kid, to admit her lust for him, but she was very close to doing just that.
Jon knew he had Miss Carter pretty hot by now, and he decided to try something else. He Was pretty familiar with her clit, having sucked it for several minutes, and he wanted to explore a little. Eagerly he moved his mouth down farther between her thighs till he was tasting and tonguing her plump pussylips. The succulent folds of flesh were lightly salty with her cunt-juice, pleasant to taste. The boy licked excitedly into every fold and cranny, and the more he licked, the more she creamed.
She wondered what in God's name she was doing, behaving like this. Here she was, stark naked with her legs spread obscenely wide, allowing a junior high student to lick her pussy, moaning her pleasure as he did it. Not only that, but his father was only a few feet away, sighing blissfully as his own daughter tongued his asshole. It was outrageous, and if the story ever got out, she'd lose her job. It was insane to be here, yet Rona couldn't make the slightest move to extricate herself from the bizarre scene. She was held by her own powerful lust, which demanded satisfaction.
"Jon," she said, gasping, "let me touch you, too."
She had to touch him, taste him. She squirmed around till they were in the "sixty-nine" position, his face still buried in her steamy crotch, her face grazing his excited little prick. She seized his hot little poker and jammed it into her mouth. Jon gave a sharp yelp of delight as she began sucking him.
"Yeah, suck my peter, Miss Carter," he said. "Far fuckin' out...."
While Rona sucked hungrily on his erect drooling teenage prick, Jon went back to his explorations. Again he licked and tickled her fat moist pink pussylips, gradually working his way inside the fleshy folds till he could see the dark wet mouth of her cunt. What would it feel like in there? He swished his stiff tongue-tip around the hot juicing mouth of her vagina, and Rona groaned hoarsely. A flood of fragrant cream spat from her cunt to drench his tongue. Jon burrowed deeper into her flooded twat, sticking his tongue in as far as he could.
She was tight in there, silky and wet and very hot. He got more sensation with his tongue than with his cock, and he could feel all the minute contractions of her powerful vaginal walls around his probing tongue. He began to ream her, lapping up her juice as fast as it came. The aroused spinster groaned and gurgled.
The more excited Jon got her, the harder Rona sucked on his slim but rigid teenage prick. He was creaming furiously, and she greedily swallowed his prick-juice as fast as he produced it. It was great fun sucking on that boyish squirting rod, but somehow it wasn't enough. Her lust was so great that she had to have more of him, as much as she could get in her mouth.
Rona opened her lips as wide as she could and managed to suck in his fat pink testicles. With a mouth stuffed full of cock and balls, she drooled heavily and began to suck again.
"Awwww," cried Jon, "AAWWWW...."
He just about passed out with the blinding pleasure of having both his cock and nuts sucked in her juicy steamy mouth. For a moment he couldn't do anything but moan and writhe in ecstasy. Then his lust drove him to eat her again, and he sought out new territory. There was only one place he hadn't licked and tasted, the tiny wrinkled mouth of her anus.
Rona almost choked on her mouthful of prick and balls when she felt Jon's stiff little tongue easing inside her tight bumhole. It was the most delicious thing she'd ever felt in her life. Searing pleasure burned from her invaded rectum to radiate all through her pelvis. Her cunt contracted violently and spat out load after load of sizzling juice to wet his chin. Jon gamely screwed his tongue in all the way, right to the root, holding her blissfully impaled on its slick length. He began to ream her pungent asshole, and Rona gurgled wetly, crazily.
Her mouth was jam packed with his twitching cock and quivering nut-sacs, so full that she could hardly suck, for he was getting more erect and swollen by the second. She sucked as well as she could, and she used her tongue to tickle and caress the oozing tip of his slim peter. Jon returned the favor by zipping his wet tongue furiously in and out of her tight gripping asshole, reaming her deeply and hungrily. Teacher and pupil were quickly driving each other toward climax with their lusty tongues.
Rona came first. His slick wet tongue reaming her rectum proved too much for her, and she felt a hot explosion of pleasure deep in her bowels. Helplessly she began to cum, sucking violently and swiftly on his cock and balls. Jon gave a shrill squeal of bliss, and then she felt his cum sizzling into her throat, load after thick load of the salty stuff. She swallowed it all. His squirting boy-cock seemed delicious to her.
Rona and Jon at last fell apart, panting and flushed after their climax. Jon quickly curled up to Rona and started playing with her huge creamy breasts. His work wasn't over. He still had to keep his teacher busy while Joy seduced their father.
It looked as if Joy had almost succeeded. As the other couple came down from their breathtaking climax, they saw Joy emerge from between her father's legs, smacking her lips. She'd thoroughly reamed his tight bumhole, driving him almost to the edge of climax. When she popped her tongue out of his tight butt, Kurt just lay there grinning, still caught in the spell of his pleasure.
His enormous reddish prick stood straight up from its forest of wiry pubic curls, straight and heavy and thick. The purple engorged glans was drooling a thick river of cream, and his grossly-swollen balls looked ready to burst. No man could have been more aroused than he was. Joy instinctively knew this, and she moved quickly to take advantage of it.
Kurt lay on his back, pole-axed with pleasure, unable to stop her. The determined little girl stood up on the bed and straddled his loins, holding her slim legs wide apart. Taking careful aim at the dribbling head of his dick, she slowly squatted, lowering herself gradually toward the thick impalement of his cock. At last her wet little pussy grazed the hot purple knob of his prick-head, and Joy shivered with anticipation. In just a moment she'd know how it felt to have Daddy's huge penis inside her.
Kurt saw her, knew what was happening, but he just couldn't bring himself to move. He watched his freckle-faced little daughter slowly lowering herself onto his prick and knew that if he didn't stop her, he'd be fucking his own child. Still he didn't move. All he could think of was that tight red-hot twat closing around his achingly swollen dick. He'd die if he didn't have it. He gawked at the faint fuzz of copper hair on her plump little mons, at the fragile but tempting body of his thirteen-year-old daughter.
Rona and Jon were watching, too. Jon was delighted to see his sister so near her goal, but Rona was horrified. If she didn't act, Kurt would commit incest, ball his own child. Joy managed to get the eager wet mouth of her tiny vagina positioned right on the hot smooth head of her father's stiff-standing cock. The excited teenager squealed and began trying to work the mammoth cock-head into her greedy little twat.
"Nooo," said Rona dizzily. "Joy, don't...."
Jon had to act before Miss Carter spoiled everything. He threw himself onto her lush body and kissed her hard to stifle her protests. She was taller than he was, bigger, her great mountainous breasts raising him high in the air. She moaned and tried to push him off, but slim Jon clung to her like a leech, kissing her and wiggling his limp little cock against her belly, doing everything he could to distract her.
"OOOOO," squealed Joy.
At last she'd done it. With much effort she'd managed to get Daddy's monstrous purple cock-head firmly wedged into the tiny near-virgin mouth of her cunt, and then she simply let herself down on his rigidly-straight prick. As the massively thick meat glided into her, she gave a shrill squeal of surprise.
She hadn't expected it to feel that BIG. Sure, it looked big, but Joy hadn't anticipated the breathless stuffing of her cunt, the enormously tight fit. If she wasn't so juicy, she would have been torn. Desperately the little teenager tried to raise herself again, to escape the monstrous skewering, but it was too late. She couldn't stop her downward progress. With a wail of fright she felt her father's gigantic penis ripping up her tiny cunt and slamming heavily against her womb. She was fully impaled, so stuffed with cock that she could hardly breathe.
Kurt had observed the whole thing with astonishment. He'd seen her tiny cunt-mouth stretched almost to bursting, seen the visible bulge of her flat tummy as his thick meat stuffed her. It didn't seem possible that his huge thick penis could go into so small a girl, but it had. Joy sat there on his belly, brutally filled with his meat, gawking at him with wide stricken eyes.
"Oooo, Daddy," she gasped, "it's so b-b-BIG...."
Kurt chuckled, then said, "Well, Miss Smarty-pants, that's what you get. I told you no, but you insisted. And since you've started, you've got to finish. Think you're brave enough?"
Joy thought of how Daddy's elephant cock had slammed brutally in and out of Miss Carter's cunt, shaking the woman's whole body-and she turned pale. She didn't think her little vagina could take that kind of punishment. She was no coward, though. Daddy had challenged her, and she was determined not to chicken out.
"Sure," she said nervously, "I'm not afraid. Go ahead, Daddy, fuck me."
Kurt could barely contain his excitement. Though he would have let her go at the least sign of pain, he wanted desperately to ball that delicious little cunt of hers. It was the tightest, hottest little twat he'd ever been in, gripping him like a velvet fist, and he could hardly wait to move in it. Grinning at his wide-eyed daughter, he began to move his cock inside her, very gently and slowly at first. The noise was squishy and loud as his thick tool reamed the cream right out of her snug little hole. Joy's green eyes rolled crazily as she felt her father's huge prick moving in her belly.
"How's that?" Kurt said, panting with excitement. "Does it hurt?"
"N-nooo," said Joy. "It doesn't hurt. It feels-oh, wow, it feels pretty good, Daddy ... Ummmm, UUMMMM ... Yes, yes, it feels GREAT...."
Kurt felt a scalding burst of pussycream all around his buried prick, and his daughter's snug teenage twat gripped him hungrily. It was red-hot, slick, and excitingly tight. He couldn't hold himself back any longer. Moaning with horny need, he began to ball the kid in earnest, long squishy wet strokes that banged into her womb and lifted her right up off his belly.
Joy squealed as she rode his big thick cock. It was a little scary, but it felt great. Daddy's huge hot prick stimulated every square inch of her horny little pussy, from her clit to her bumhole. Fiery pleasure melted her loins, she creamed furiously, and she began to shriek ecstatically.
"Ooooo, yes, YESSSS," she cried, "ball me, Daddy, FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG PETER ... YES, AHHHH, YESSSS!!!"
At that moment Rona managed to wriggle out from under Jon, but it was too late. She saw Joy gleefully riding her father's huge wet prick, bouncing crazily on his belly. She saw Kurt's look of utter bliss as he furiously fucked his own little daughter.
CHAPTER TEN
"Jon, we've got to stop them," Rona said. She was half sitting up on the bed, watching in horror as Kurt fucked his own willing daughter. Kurt and Joy were so absorbed in their hot humping that they didn't even hear her.
"Why?" said Jon. "They're having fun, aren't they? It's not hurting YOU. Let's just leave them alone."
"But, Jon, it's incest," said Rona. "It's against the law, it's not right. And your father will be sorry later. Help me stop them."
"Uh-uh," said Jon, grinning lazily. "By the way, Miss Carter, there's something I wanted to say to you. Remember that day at school when Joy and I looked in the window? We saw you putting your hand up your skirt."
Rona blushed hotly. The kids had seen her starting to frig herself. "Jon," she said nervously, "what are you trying to say?"
"Aw, just that we saw you," he said. "And if you don't want anybody else to hear about it, like the principal, you better leave Joy and me alone. You better let us do whatever we want."
Rona understood readily enough. She was to let Joy fuck her father, and she was to have sex with Jon whenever he wanted it, or else the whole school would know about the wicked thing she'd done. She could never live that down.
"That's blackmail," she said.
Jon grinned. "Call it whatever you want, teacher," he said, "just so you get the point. You do get it, don't you?"
"Yes," Rona said dismally.
"Great," said Jon. "Now, why don't we just relax and watch the show? Come here, teacher. Play with my cock while we watch."
Rona was horrified at the cocky boy's demands, but she had no choice. If the principal found out that she masturbated in the classroom, she'd never get another job. Blushing, she lay down beside Jon, who eagerly began to play with her big warm breasts. He seized her hand and placed it on his wet limp prick.
"Go on, teacher," he said, leering at her, "play with my peter."
Rona swallowed her pride and curled her fingers around the soft moist boy-penis. She began to pump it, and Jon sighed contentedly as he fiddled with her big creamy boobs. They settled back to watch the incestuous fuck which was taking place only a few feet away.
Joy was bouncing like crazy on her father's hairy belly, propelled by the powerful movements of his hips as he rammed his huge pale prick into her again and again. Her tiny tits shook wildly, and her narrow cunt was loudly reamed by his thick meat, a wet slurping noise that filled the room. Her young body looked too fragile for that brutal fucking, but Joy was in ecstasy.
"Ohhhh, shit, yeah, Daddy," she wailed, "I love it, I LOVE IT...."
Kurt was grinning like a maniac as he worked his ready meat in the sweetest tightest little pussy he'd ever balled. Nothing could compare with Joy's near-virgin thirteen-year-old twat. It was like balling wet velvet, and her young cunt muscles gripped his meat deliciously. He wasn't holding back, not trying to be gentle. He was fucking her for all he was worth, slamming his super-big hard-on into her with all his strength, lifting her right off his belly with every deep plunge of his muscular cock.
Joy couldn't believe how good it felt to be fucked with a cock that size. Her tiny cunt felt raw, numb, almost aching, yet it was a pleasant pain, an exciting kind of punishment. Her vaginal walls grew red-hot with friction, and she felt herself trembling on the verge of orgasm. Her little conical tits grew stiff with arousal, and her freckled face twisted into a horny leer.
"I'm gonna cum, Daddy," she panted. "Just keep doing it to me a little longerr ... Yeah, YEAH ... OHHHH, I'M CUMMING, OOOHHH!!!"
Joy began to rock back and forth on Daddy's plunging cock, raking her horny little clit back and forth over his rigid rod. Her eyes rolled wildly as she came, and steamy juice shot from her little pussy and splattered on his hairy stomach. Joy screamed shrilly, again and again, as the pleasure buzz-sawed through her belly.
"Awww, Jesus," Kurt moaned, "CAN'T HOLD OUT ... AAAHHH!!!"
Joy's tiny hot twat was squeezing his meat almost flat in the violent spasms of her climax. Kurt bellowed blissfully as he felt his jism wrenching from his balls and up the twitching pole of his cock. The hot thick stuff burst forth into his daughter's womb, overflowed her cunt, and came pooling out in steamy rivers on his belly. There was no denying the incest now. He'd not only balled his daughter, he'd cum in her.
"Oooo," sighed Joy, rolling off him. She writhed and panted on the bed beside him, her little butt twitching, her tiny cunt still leaking thick rivers of his cum. Kurt still lay on his back, catching his breath, and slowly his sanity returned. With his hot lust satisfied, he began to realize only too clearly what he'd done. His daughter, his little girl, hardly more than a child, had just been his partner in a wild delirious fuck.
Kurt made an instant decision not to feel guilty. He couldn't handle that kind of guilt, so it was best to forget it. What was done was done. He'd entered new moral territory, and he could not turn back. Since he'd fucked Joy, he'd do it again and again, bringing his kids into the world of complete sexual liberation.
"Well, baby, how'd you like it?" he said to his daughter. He was grinning, happy.
"Oh, it was super, Daddy," said Joy with a deep sigh. "I feel like I know all about fucking now."
Kurt laughed. "Oh, you've got a lot to learn yet, honey, and I intend to teach you. You and Jon. I'll teach you everything there is to know."
The twins looked delighted, but Rona was horrified. "Kurt," she said, "how can you talk like that? You can't be serious. You can't go on having sex with your own children."
"Oh, yes, I can," said Kurt calmly. "After all, Rona, we've gone too far to turn back. I'm going to go on teaching them, and I invite you to join us."
"My God, no," said Rona. "This whole scene is sick. I'm leaving."
She started to crawl off the bed, but suddenly she was flattened by a great weight. Kurt threw himself on her, smashing her face down on the bed, keeping her pinned with his heavy muscular body.
"You're not going anywhere, Rona," he said. "You're going to stay and learn. You're going to watch while I teach the kids, and you're going to help out when I tell you to. I'm going to work that silly prudery out of you once and for all."
Rona sobbed helplessly, but she couldn't get out from under him. The twins were delighted at her humiliation. They were getting to like Miss Carter a lot more, but they still remembered her as their teacher and enemy. They felt she ought to be punished just a little longer.
"What're you gonna teach us now, Dad?" Jon said eagerly.
His slim pale boy-cock was hard again from Rona's reluctant frigging. The eager red-haired boy looked hungrily back and forth from Rona to Joy, from lush woman to delicate girl, as if he didn't care which one he fucked, just so long as he got some action.
Kurt chuckled. "Pretty hot to go, aren't you, kid?" he said. "Well, I'll show you a knew position to fuck in. All you have to do is choose your partner."
"Me, me," said Joy greedily. "I want to do it with you, Jon. Miss Carter's already had more than her share."
"Okay, Sis," Jon said good-naturedly. He turned to the red-faced squirming teacher and said, "I'll ball you next time, Miss Carter."
Never, thought Rona. She was determined not to particiate in this deliberately incestuous orgy, but for the time being she couldn't get away. Kurt lay heavily on top of her. She felt his limp wet penis against her butt, and in spite of herself she couldn't help recalling how good it felt inside her. She scolded herself for that thought. She was a decent woman. She would NOT let her lust get the better of her again. She lay there pale and tight-lipped while Kurt instructed his children.
"Okay, kids," he said, "here's what to do. Joy, you scoot over to the edge of the bed, with your butt right on the edge, your legs hanging over. Yes, that's right. Now, Jon, you stand on the floor in front of her. Yeah, that's good, son. Now take her legs and put them up over your shoulders. Right."
The kids were quick learners. Rona noted bitterly that they learned a lot quicker here than they did in class. Following their father's directions, they quickly assumed the new position, Jon standing between his sister's thighs with her legs resting on his shoulders. Her whole little wet pussy was open for him.
Joy wriggled with impish excitement. "Oooo, this looks like fun," she said.
"Yeah, it sure is different," said Jon, snickering. "Now what do we do, Dad?"
"That's simple, kids," he said. "You just ball."
The twins giggled excitedly. Jon seized his rigid pale boy-prick and directed the stiff four-incher toward his sister's tiny wet cunt-mouth. "You ready, Sis?" he said.
"Ummm, YES," said Joy shrilly. "Hurry, Jon, hurry ... I can hardly wait to feel your cock."
"Go on, son," Kurt said, grinning. "Get it into her."
Rona gasped. "I can't believe you," she said haughtily. "I can't believe anyone could be so evil. Teaching your children about sex-it's dreadful, Kurt. How can you do it?"
"I'd rather it were me than some ignorant kids," he said. "I can show them how to do it the right way, how to get the most fun out of it. That's something you haven't learned, Rona, the fact that sex is supposed to be FUN. Well, my kids aren't going to grow up to be like you. They aren't going to let a bunch of silly hangups spoil their sex lives. They're going to be free and happy. Now just shut up and watch, okay?"
Rona writhed angrily under his big hairy body, but she simply couldn't budge him. Unwillingly she watched the red-haired twins as they carried out their father's instructions. Joy lay on her back with her slim legs widely, grotesquely, stretched for her brother. She was grinning. Jon was squinting at the pin-prick mouth of her cunt, taking careful aim. Then he sighed and jerked his tight little butt forward, managing to poke the cherry-red head of his dick right into his sister's creamy little twat.
"Oooo, YEAH," said Joy, feeling her brother's stiff meat moving into her horny little hole. "Yeah, get it in real deep, Jon ... Ohhh, yeah, that's great...."
"Ummmm, you're telling me," Jon said happily. "Your cunt's so tight, Sis, so fuckin' hot...."
He wasn't exaggerating. Joy's little twat was like a blast furnace, and its young vigorous muscles gripped his dick deliciously. He slowly eased himself all the way into her, till his pink fat balls came to rest against her pert little butt. He felt the sensitive head of his cock sliding against her slick womb. He shivered with delight.
"Ball me, Jon," his sister whimpered. "Oh, hurry, hurry ... I want it real bad...."
Jon sighed and began to work his slim pale poker in his sister's red-hot silky hole. With her legs spread so wide, he had a good view of the action, and it thrilled him to watch his rock-hard adolescent prick moving in and out of her, stretching and tugging her delicate pink pussylips. He felt like a real man.
"Feel good, Sis?" he said, sighing.
"Ummm, great, Jon," said Joy, grinning up lewdly at him. "Let's not hurry. Let's fuck a long, long time."
"Oh, my God," said Rona, horrified at the spectacle of brother and sister grinning and balling each other. "Kurt, I don't know how you'll live with this."
"Bullshit," said Kurt. "The kids are having a great time, and so am I. You could get off on it, too, Rona, if you'd just relax. You know damned well you'd enjoy it."
"I would NOT," Rona said indignantly. "How could I possibly enjoy watching a thing like that?"
The awful part was, no sooner had he mentioned it than Rona knew she WAS getting turned on by watching the twins fuck. They were cute kids, after all, pleasant to look at, but she could also identify very strongly with Joy. She could well imagine how great it felt to have that hot stiff cock poking swiftly in and out of her aroused cunt. Rona felt her own vagina coming to life again, growing warm and creamy and hungry.
Against her taut buttocks she felt Kurt's big penis swelling slowly into life, and she quivered with excitement. She prayed he'd fuck her. She'd never ask him, of course, never admit her need, but she wanted that big prick of his very badly. She had to admit it, she just couldn't get enough of him. Kurt slid his hands under her to cup and squeeze her huge swelling tits, and Rona helplessly writhed against him in hot need, her pussy going wet with horny juice.
"You want it, don't you?" he said.
"Noooo," said Rona weakly.
"Oh, yes, you do," Kurt said. He raised himself a little and jabbed his mammoth cock between her legs. It was fully erect now, wonderfully hard and hot, and when she felt it sawing across her hungry clit, she moaned helplessly and jerked her horny pussy swiftly back and forth over his hard silky shaft.
Kurt chuckled. "You want it so bad, you can't hold still," he said. "Well, there's nothing to be ashamed of, Rona. Just tell me, and I'll give it to you. That's all I ask-tell me. Don't be a hypocrite."
He was right. She was horny and she ought to admit it. "I want it, Kurt," she whined. "I want you to fuck me. Please, please...."
She heard the excited quickening of his breathing, felt him squeeze her big tits possessively. "That's my girl," he said. "That's more like it. We'll have a nice long fuck, baby, while we watch the kids."
That was fine with Rona. She'd given up all pretense of being offended. She opened her legs in invitation, even smiled as she watched red-faced panting Jon fucking his twin sister. The kids were having the time of their life, squealing and grinning and panting as they created red-hot friction between cock and cunt. Jon's tight little butt was jerking like crazy as he pumped his excited stiff peter in Joy's juicy wet little hole. Joy's eager cunt-cream poured out to wet her brother's slim prick, and she was grinning lustily.
"Ahhh," Rona sighed as she felt Kurt's mammoth stiff dick moving again between her legs. She stuck her butt up a little to help him into her vagina, eagerly anticipating the first delicious thrust of his thick meat into her belly.
Kurt had a surprise in store, however. He kept poking around with his bloated dick, avoiding the creamy hair-fringed recess of her cunt, till he felt his sensitive cock-head resting against her wrinkled anus. He'd never balled a woman in the ass before, but he'd always wanted to try. Unsuspecting Rona raised her ass a little higher for him, presenting him with an easy target. He jammed his creaming cockhead against the tight bumpy mouth of her anus and pushed with all his strength.
"AAAGGGHHH!" screamed Rona.
The twins looked up from their joyful balling to see what had produced Miss Carter's scream of horror. They saw their father's enormously thick cock plunging into her tautly-stretched anus, splitting it grotesquely. Down, down it plunged, till it was fully into her, only his bristly-haired balls showing. Slowly he drew out again, his taut shaft stained with her shit. His face was red with blissful effort, and he groaned his pleasure.
"Holy shit," said Jon. "He's balling her in the asshole."
"Yeah," said Joy, giggling. "I wonder how that'd feel?"
"Let's find out," said Jon. "You wanta try it?"
"Sure," said Joy.
Jon grinned and whipped his steamy little poker out of her creamy twat. He placed the slippery red head on the brown mouth of her anus, then pushed. Joy gasped and helped him by opening her tight sphincter muscle, and she felt her brother's slick slim cock sliding into her rectum.
"Eeeee," she squealed, "Jon, that feels GOOD ... Oh, wow, I like it...."
Jon liked it, too. His sister's untried bumhole was even tighter than her tiny cunt, more snug and gripping. He whinnied like a colt as he began to move his ever-horny cock in her steamy slick rectum. Joy wailed and wailed as he cornholed her, loving the hot friction in her bowels.
Rona wasn't so fortunate. Kurt's enormous thick cock, so much bigger than his son's, threatened to split her in half. She'd been shocked and unbelieving when he first nailed her in the asshole, thinking he'd made a mistake. It was obvious now that he'd done it on purpose, deliberately aimed for her ass. She writhed in horror and indignation as the great stiff penis reamed her bowels.
"Kurt," she said desperately, "get it OUT. You can't fuck me there."
"Oh, yes, I can," he said happily. "Relax, Rona, dig it ... It won't hurt if you relax."
She took his advice, for the pain was unbearable. She let her rectum and her tight anal mouth go slack, and she found that he was right. It didn't hurt any more. In fact, she blushingly realized, it felt good. Her anus had erotic sensations just like her cunt, and it felt just as good to be fucked there as in the normal hole. She grinned lustily and raised her plump ass high for Kurt to bugger.
"It's good," she whined, "so good...."
"You're telling me," he said, panting. "I never balled anything so fuckin' tight as this. OH, CHRIST, AHHHH...."
The double bum-fucking went on and on, Kurt sawing blissfully in Rona's steamy asshole, Jon fucking happily in Joy's tight nipping little rectum. The room was filled with their sighs and squeals and moans.
They all seemed to cum together, or so Rona judged from the loud concatenation of yelps and howls. She heard her own hoarse voice, as loud as the rest, when the delicious spasms rocked her body, and she felt Kurt's red-hot jism squirting up her ass. Dizzily she saw the twins rocking and writhing together as Jon shot his load of boy-cum into his sister's spasming butt.
When it was all over, Joy laughed and said, "Well, Daddy, I guess you haven't got much more to teach us. We must know everything now."
"Not quite, little girl," Kurt said slyly. He drew his limp shit-stained prick out of Rona's nipping asshole, got off the bed, and strode to the door. He opened it and called, "Here, Rex. Come here, boy."
"Daddy," said Joy, giggling, "what do you want with the DOG?"
Kurt turned, grinning wickedly. "You'll see," he said.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
A huge gray German shepherd trotted in the door. "Meet Rex," Kurt said to Rona. "You haven't seen him before. We usually make him stay outside."
Rona was as mystified as the kids. "Yes," she said, "but why do you want him here now?"
"He's part of the lesson," said Kurt. "Dogs can be fun, you know."
Rona paled, but the twins seemed pleased. "Explain, Daddy," said Joy. "How is Rex part of our lessons?"
"Why don't you just romp with him a little and find out, honey," said Kurt.
Joy liked surprises. She laughed good-naturedly and called the big grinning dog. "Here, Rex," she said. "Come, boy."
The huge dog barked eagerly, raced across the room, and leaped onto the bed, knocking Joy, Jon, and Rona over. The kids laughed, but Joy's laughter changed to a squeal of surprise when the German shepherd suddenly buried his wet nose in her crotch.
"Daddy," she said, giggling again, "what is Rex doing?"
"He caught your scent," said Kurt. "He likes it."
The dog was sniffing loudly in the moist space between her legs. As the others watched, Rex's tail wagged eagerly and he sniffed the giggling girl's pussy thoroughly from anus to clit. The hair stood up on his back and he gave a low excited howl. Then his long red tongue shot out, gleaming and dripping, and he began to lick hungrily between Joy's legs.
"Oooo," she said, "that feels GOOD!"
Jon clapped his hands. He liked the show his Dad had devised. He leaned close to watch as the big dog ate his sister's pussy, lapping ravenously over her moist creamy parts. Joy was delighted, too. The childish-faced girl lay back sighing, opening her slim legs wide to the dog's rough wet tongue. Bigger and brisker than any human tongue could be, it stimulated every inch of her horny little slit.
Kurt strolled over to the bed, hands on hips, his long limp cock waving heavily. He grinned as he watched the performance of his dog and his daughter. "Pretty good, huh, Joy?" he said.
"OHHHHH, WOW, YESSS," said Joy, her freckled face wrinkled in a grimace of sensual pleasure. "This really turns me on."
All the while Rona had been watching, pale and unbelieving. At last she said, "Kurt, this is the most depraved thing I ever heard of. How can you let your own child do this with a dog?"
"Oh, take it easy, teacher," said Kurt, giving her a playful slap on the butt. "Nobody's getting hurt. In fact Joy is having fun. So what's the beef?"
"But, a DOG," Rona said, shuddering with revulsion. "Oh, Kurt, I think you've gone too far."
The twins glanced at each other, mischief gleaming in their eyes. As usual they were able to exchange their thoughts without speaking. Jon stifled a snicker, then scrambled over to whisper something to his father. Kurt grinned wickedly.
"Son," he said, "that's a great idea. Let's try it."
"Try what?" said Rona, who hadn't been let in on the idea.
Before she knew what was happening, Kurt and the twins had seized her and pinned her down on her back. She struggled to get up, but they all leaned heavily on her shoulders, and she couldn't budge.
"Just take it easy, Rona," Kurt said. "You'll enjoy this, if you'll just relax."
"Enjoy WHAT?" Rona said fearfully. "Why are you holding me down like this?"
Her question was answered very quickly. Rex, cheated of his fun, stood there whining plaintively. He wanted more of the delicious juice he'd licked from Joy's cum-soaked pussy. When he didn't find it, he began to sniff around for it, and soon he caught the strong sexual odor of Rona's well-soaked cunt. The dog whined excitedly, wagged his bushy tail, and started to crawl between Rona's long shapely legs.
"Oh, NOOOO," wailed Rona.
She saw what the plan was now. They meant to force her to make it with the dog, to humiliate her in the worst possible way. She'd die before she let that animal touch her. She struggled violently, and she jerked her legs closed so the dog couldn't get at her.
"You kids hold her shoulders," said Kurt, "and I'll get her legs apart. Damn it anyhow, Rona, why do you always have to spoil the fun? You could tell Joy liked it when Rex licked her. What are you so afraid of?"
"Yeah, Miss Carter," said Joy, "it was really fun. You'll like it."
"No, I won't," Rona said desperately. "Please, please, don't let that dog near me."
They paid no attention to her protests. The twins held her shoulders down so she couldn't twist away, and Kurt pulled her legs wide apart to admit the desperately panting dog. Rona stared in horror as the furry beast approached, his long red tongue lolling out and dripping thick saliva.
"Oh, God, Nooo," she whined.
Rex's tail was wagging furiously as he again picked up the exciting musky scent of sex. He followed the scent quickly to its source, the wet plump tissues of Rona's pussy. Burrowing happily between her legs, he stuck his cool wet nose into her tender slit, and Rona flinched and screamed. The dog's rough tongue lashed out, raking from her clit right down to her anus. He began licking her ravenously.
The spinster's lush body arched sharply, and she held herself stiff for a long moment, her face pale with horror. She strained to free herself from her captors, but it was no use. With a mortified sob, she sank down again, limp and conquered. She could not escape this horrible humiliation, and hopelessly pinned, she would have to allow the dog to lick her pussy.
Kurt and the twins watched in fascination as Rex sought to gobble up every bit of Rona's enticing sexual scent, composed of man and boy cum and her own pussy juices. The dog's enormous gleaming red tongue flashed up and down, up and down, over her creamy pink slit, and Rex salivated heavily every time he swallowed a mouthful of her musky juice. After a while he'd licked her clean, and he sniffed around for more of the delicious stuff.
His nose told him that there was more of it in a hidden place between her legs, and he burrowed eagerly into her pussylips, his nose hard and cold. He located her cream-filled cunt and gave a low howl of excitement. He had found more of what he sought. His red tongue flashed out again and wriggled swiftly into her vagina.
"AHHHH, GOD, NOOOO," cried Rona.
Again she struggled to resist the animal's attack, and again Kurt and the twins held her down. Kurt kept her legs wide open, so there was no way she could stop the panting German shepherd from inserting his tongue into her cunt. She felt the thick rough organ slipping into her, snaking quickly to full penetration. The dog was actually licking her womb ... Rona almost fainted with horror.
Jon was sniggering. "Ol' Rex sure has a long tongue, doesn't he?" he said.
Joy giggled. "I bet our teacher likes THAT," she said.
Rona blushed with mortification. She felt she couldn't go through any worse shame than this, having a dog lick inside her cunt while people watched. She could tell that the Mills family were getting turned on by the lewd show, too. The twins were sitting on her shoulders to hold her down, and she could feel Joy's tiny pussy creaming like mad. The horny little girl squirmed lustily, her little butt twitching, as she watched the big furry dog lick her teacher's pussy.
Rona felt Jon's adolescent prick springing to life, rubbing against her face. In a moment it was bubbling horny juice, leaving a slimy cool puddle on her cheek. Like his twin sister, Jon squirmed with sensual excitement, his tight butt rubbing Rona's pinned shoulder.
She looked around and saw that Kurt, too, was getting aroused by the bizarre contact between woman and dog. He was grinning lewdly, and his rugged face was flushed. He knelt at Rona's feet, holding her legs wide apart, and she had an excellent view of his hairy crotch. As she watched, his great doughy penis began to wake up, twitching and slowly rising into rampant stiffness. A big bubble of cream drooled from his knobby purple glans.
Well, Rona thought bitterly, what's the matter with ME? Why wasn't she getting excited like the others?
She tried to conceive what was so exciting about the dog's hungry licking of her pussy, and in a moment she KNEW. Once she let her mind concentrate on it, she knew what Joy had liked so much, what had made the red-haired little girl squeal with delight when the dog licked between her legs.
Rex's tongue was incredibly long, wet, hot, and rough. It felt GOOD.
It was like having an incredibly mobile penis inside her. The German shepherd's tongue was fully as long and thick as a cock, but it could also twist and saw and tickle. Rona concentrated on what Rex's tongue was doing inside her, and she felt every inch of her cunt massaged and probed and licked. It felt fantastic, like no fuck she'd ever had.
Searing pleasure tore through her body, and it was all she could do to hide her intense delight. She stifled her moans of joy, kept her body from its horny writhing, but she could not suppress the sudden violent creaming of her cunt. Fortunately only Rex the dog was aware of that, and he couldn't speak.
Rex felt the scalding burst of cunt-cream on his deep-probing tongue, and the eager dog lapped it up as fast as it came. His tongue twisted and drilled deep in Rona's furiously juicing twat, and again it took all her effort not to cry out her ecstasy. She could never let her audience know that she enjoyed this. It would be just too awful to show that she liked having her cunt eaten by a dog.
Rona's heavy cunt-cream at last overflowed her narrow vagina, coming faster than Rex could lick it, and the panting dog followed the stream, withdrawing his tongue from her cunt and licking the plump pink folds of her pussylips. His wonderfully wet rough tongue flicked over her tiny moist clit, sending violent waves of pleasure through her aroused body. The lolling drooling tongue played deliciously into the folds of her cuntlips and around the creaming mouth of her hot vagina. Rex licked and licked, eating every drop of her musky juice, till at last there was only one place left to clean-the tiny clenched mouth of her anus.
Rona gritted her teeth and remained absolutely still as she felt the German shepherd's wet flicking tongue approaching her sensitive bumhole. She knew it was going to feel super-good to be licked there, and she didn't want to reveal her enjoyment. Sure enough, when Rex's rough tongue-tip started worming into the tight mouth of her anus, she almost screamed with pleasure. He dug in deeper, seeking every source of her exciting odors.
Joy giggled shrilly. "Jeez, he's sticking his tongue right up her shithole."
"Far out," said Jon. "How d'ya like it, teacher?"
Rona feigned displeasure, shaking her head and moaning. "Please take him off me," she said. "Please...."
She couldn't continue, for she was skewered on Rex's long wet thick tongue which had burrowed deep into her hot rectum. The pleasure was so intense that she almost fainted. She managed to keep still and not make a sound to reveal her enjoyment, but again she couldn't stop the heavy horny creaming of her aroused cunt.
Her pussycream flowed out in thick rivers. Thank God, from where the kids were watching they couldn't see it, but Kurt saw it, and Kurt knew what it meant. Blushing furiously, Rona looked up at him and saw that he was grinning and nodding. That heavy flow of cunt-cream told him that Rona was getting powerfully turned on by the dog. He caught her eye and winked.
"Oh, God," Rona moaned.
She felt so ashamed. If only he didn't tell the kids ... Rex's tongue was fully lodged in her red-hot rectum, almost blinding her with sensual bliss. She was afraid she couldn't hold back her cries any longer, that she was going to cum and screech her pleasure....
She was saved from this ultimate humiliation when Joy made a loud comment. "Look, Daddy," she said, "LOOK."
Everyone followed Joy's wide-eyed stare. From the thick fur of Rex's belly something gross and red was slowly protruding. His long thick canine cock grew and grew, emerging from its hiding place, wet and gleaming and dripping. It was enormous.
"Holy Christ," said Kurt, "he's got a hard-on. I didn't expect that."
Indeed, when Kurt had brought in the family pet to join the fun, he'd only expected the dog to do a little pussy-licking. That was the nature of dogs, to lap up anything that tasted good, and Kurt thought the women might get off on it. He certainly hadn't expected Rex to get sexually aroused. Once it had happened, however, once Kurt saw that huge red dog-cock, an exciting and wicked idea occurred to him. What if he could get Rex to fuck a woman? That would be a fantastic turn-on.
Rex was whimpering now in horny agitation, his long canine prick fully erect. It hung heavy and bloated from his furry belly, a great gleaming red weapon bigger than any human cock. The dog whined and poked around with his stiff penis but found no receptacle.
"Wow, Daddy," said Joy, "he wants to fuck, doesn't he? Poor old Rex. There aren't any girl dogs around."
"Yeah, fella," said Jon, "I guess you're out of luck."
"Oh, I don't know about that," said Kurt, grinning wickedly. "He could fuck a woman. All he needs is a cunt."
"FAR OUT," said Joy, clapping her hands in delight.
"I'd sure like to see that," said Jon.
"Well, then, let's give it a try," said Kurt. "Help me get her on her hands and knees."
Rona screamed. This was one thing she would not endure, not in a million years. The dog's tonguing had excited her powerfully, that was true, but she would never never submit submit to being fucked by a dog. She struggled so violently that the twins fell off her shoulders, and only Kurt, seizing her ankles, was able to keep her on the bed.
Kurt observed the horrified schoolteacher, her pale face and wild eyes. Much to his regret, he saw that this was one thing he couldn't coax Rona to do. She'd overcome a lot of hangups today, but she couldn't get rid of them all at once. Asking her to make it with a dog was just going a little too far-at least for the present.
"Kids," he said, "she really doesn't want to do it, and I'm not going to force her. Sex had to be voluntary, otherwise it's rape. I'm afraid we'll have to forget this idea."
"Oh, no, we won't, Daddy," said Joy. "I'd like to get it on with Rex."
Kurt gawked at his daughter. Already he'd learned that she was a very lusty thirteen-year-old, but he hadn't dreamed that she was this lusty. She'd only lost her virginity a few hours ago, and now she wanted to make it with a dog.
"Honey," he said gently, "are you sure? He could get rough."
"Oh, not Rex," said Joy. "He knows me. He likes me. Please, Daddy, let me try it."
Her brother looked worried, too. "Joy," said Jon, "I think Rex's peter is way too big for you. It could hurt you."
They all eyed the mammoth red dog-prick which hung from the German shepherd's belly. Kurt winced just to look at the thing, it was so big, and Jon shook his head doubtfully. Joy just went on grinning.
"I like them big," she said. "I really dug yours, Daddy."
She scrambled over to the dog and seized his huge hot penis. Rex howled with delight as the eager girl began to pump his slick meat. "It'll be okay, Daddy," she said breathlessly. "Please, just let me try it. If it hurts, you can pull him away."
Kurt gave in. He was dying to see the experiment, and if Joy was willing, he saw no harm in it. "Okay, kitten," he said, "we can give it a try. Get on your hands and knees, like a lady dog. Then Rex will know what to do."
"KURT," said Rona, gasping in horror. "You're not going to let that child actually do it, are you? That's horrible. Your own daughter and a dog-"
Kurt pulled her toward him and clapped a hand over her mouth. "Shut up, Rona," he said, not unkindly. "Just be quiet and watch."
Rona decided she'd better quit while she was ahead. If she angered them, they might try to make her fuck the dog again. She went limp against Kurt and waited.
Eager little pigtailed Joy was already on her hands and knees, thrusting her cute round ass up in the air. "Come on, Rex," she said breathlessly. "Hurry, boy, hurry."
The panting dog approached her. He sniffed her raised buttocks, then whined eagerly. There was more of the good scent he'd licked. His tongue lashed out, and he swiftly reamed Joy's little cunt of its boiling juice. The girl squealed with pleasure as the long rough dog-tongue worked furiously in her tiny cunt. When he had licked her clean, Rex stood back and whined again.
"I don't think he gets the idea," said Jon.
"Give him time," said Kurt.
"OHHHH, COME ON, REXIE," said Joy, "FUCK ME! GOOD DOGGIE ... COME ON!"
Suddenly Rex made the connection between Joy's upturned ass and the enticing smell of mating. He saw that she was offering herself to him. With a hoarse howl the furry gray dog leaped onto her back and held her tight around the waist with his furry forearms. His tail wagged furiously, and he began to poke his huge red dog-cock into the tender pink tissues of her pussy.
Joy trembled with impatience. "Hurry, Rex, HURRY," she said.
Kurt had never been so excited in his life. Something about the bizarre scene turned him on hotly. The fragile-looking girl in pigtails poised under the brutish body of the German shepherd-it was like his deepest erotic fantasies. He felt his cock going stiff and frantic with need. Jon, too, was breathless with excitement as he watched his twin sister trying to get her cunt skewered on the huge red dog prick. His teenage cock felt ready to shoot.
"Jon," Kurt said quickly, "we can have some fun, too, while we watch."
Rona felt herself suddenly dragged to the center of the bed, near Joy and the dog, and before she knew what was happening, she was being forced to squat, her legs wide apart. Kurt approached her from the front and jabbed his thick erect prick roughly up into her vagina. She had hardly recovered from the breathtaking penetration when she felt Jon's slim teenage prick entering her from behind-into the tight little mouth of her anus. She gasped. She was being fucked by two cocks at once, one in her cunt and one in her asshole.
She would have screamed, but Joy's shrill voice distracted her. They all looked up just as Rex finally succeeded in driving his huge gleaming dog-cock into the girl's wet little cunt-mouth.
"Oooooo," wailed Joy, "OHHHHH ... He's DOING it ... HE'S FUCKING ME; THE DOG'S FUCKING ME!! AAAHHH, OH, IT'S SOOOO GOOD! All, FUCK MEEEEE, REXIE!!!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
Everyone gawked. Kurt and Jon had started to fuck Rona with hot excitement, but now they sat quite still, their cocks at rest deep in her cunt and anus. There was something more exciting to attend to for the moment-Joy and the dog.
The slim teenager was tautly poised on her hands and knees, somehow managing to support the heavy dog on her back. She kept her cute little round ass raised high in the air, like a bitch in heat, giving Rex the access he needed. The German shepherd gave a piercing howl when he finally managed to plunge his achingly erect penis into Joy's mushy slick little vagina.
The dog's cock was so thick that he had trouble getting into her narrow little cunt. Rex grunted and whined, his furry hips working swiftly, as he slowly dug his enormously thick long dog-cock into the snug wet hole. Jon, Kurt, and Rona watched breathlessly as Joy's little pink cunt-lips were grotesquely stretched by the dog's massive penetration. It looked as though she'd be split, but her elastic tissues spread and accommodated the super-big prick, and very slowly Rex managed to guide his big humping cock into her tiny body.
Joy didn't say a word. In fact it looked like she wasn't even breathing. Her green eyes were wide, her mouth hung open, and her freckled face was a little flushed. She waited like that until Rex had completed his penetration, till he was into her right down to his furry dog-balls. Then she gave a great sigh.
"Wow," she said, "is he BIG."
"Joy, honey," Kurt said worriedly, "is he too big for you? If it's going to hurt, we can pull him off."
"Wait, Daddy," the girl said, panting. "Just let me see how it feels."
Rex began to hump her. In the manner of dogs, he wasn't slow or gentle about it. He humped furiously, his tail wagging like crazy, his mammoth red cock pounding her like a pile driver. It was a brutal fuck, and Rona winced to imagine how it must hurt. Joy's tiny cunt was grossly stretched with each swift plunge of the animal's enormous steaming dong, and Rex seemed to drive all the way to her stomach with each deep thrust.
"Sis," said Jon, "should we pull him off?"
"NOOOO," wailed Joy, "I LIKE IT...."
It seemed hard to believe. The dog's humping was powerful and savage, rocking Joy's tiny body, making her little pointed tits bounce and jiggle like jello. She gasped, the breath knocked out of her, every time Rex jammed his thick meat into her hugely-stretched little hole. His thick doggy-prick reamed the juice right out of her, and the noise of their fucking was lewdly squishy and slurpy.
Joy hadn't been lying, though. Soon the others could see the obvious signs of her enjoyment. Her freckled face twisted into a wicked grin of lust. Her tongue lolled out, just like Rex's. She began slamming her little butt up in time to his strokes, meeting his cock with her horny little pussy to create red-hot friction. Cream boiled ceaselessly from her aroused twat, bathing Rex's red prick and making it bright and shiny. She squealed and moaned in complete sensual abandon.
"EEEEEE," she wailed. "OOOOO, YES, UUUHHH ... He's so fuckin' BIG ... This is fantastic ... Ooooo, more, doggy, MORE...."
Kurt chuckled. "I guess we don't have to worry about Joy," he said. "We can get back to the fun."
The "fun" consisted of Kurt and his son fucking Rona in the cunt and ass while they watched Joy getting balled by the German shepherd. Rona could not have imagined anything more lewd and disgusting than this family orgy which even included a dog.
She'd been conscious of the double-fucking from the beginning, but watching Joy and Rex had distracted everyone for a while. Now it came back to her in full force-she was being balled by two men at once, father and son. Kurt's huge thick dong pounded swiftly in her mushy vagina, while behind her Jon worked his sharp little peter in her tight asshole. It was indecent, unnatural. Rona whimpered in protest and tried to squirm off the double impalement, but they held her tightly in place and she couldn't escape.
It didn't hurt. That was a blessing. Kurt's big cock had already reamed her anus, so Jon's half-grown prick could hardly cause her any pain. Rona swayed dizzily between the two males, feeling the double pounding in her befly. Jon and his father were working in perfect time to each other, jamming their erect pricks into her at the same moment, so that with each plunge her belly felt incredibly full of cock.
No, it didn't hurt. After a moment she had to admit to herself that it was pretty exciting. After all, if one cock was fun, two were bound to be better. Kurt and Jon were pretty excited, too. Their cocks were separated only by a thin membrane of flesh, and they could feel each other's hardness as they blissfully humped the woman they held between them.
"Hey, Dad," said Jon, panting, "this is pretty far out."
"Yeah, good an' tight, isn't it?" said Kurt, panting even louder.
They were getting pretty turned on by their double-fucking of Rona, but they never took their eyes off Joy and the dog. Joy was red-faced with sensual bliss, squealing shrilly, as she took the repeated thrusts of Rex's gigantic dog-prick. The thick red meat reamed her boiling juices right out of her cunt, and the thick white stuff splattered all over Rex's furry belly.
"Sooooo fuckin' gooood," Joy whined, clawing the bed in her excitement. "don't STOP, REXIE, DON'T STOP...."
Rex showed no signs of tiring. The happy German shepherd was grinning an ecstatic doggy-grin, his white teeth gleaming. His long red tongue lolled out, dripping hot saliva on the girl's naked back, and his gray bushy tail wagged like crazy. His furry hips twitched and jerked with blinding speed as he humped the mushy slick hole of her cunt.
Joy gave another shrill squeal and then giggled like mad. "Oh, OH," she said, "I'm gonna PEE! CAN'T STOP!!!"
Rex's incredibly thick meat felt great in her belly, but it was also applying tremendous pressure to her bladder. She had to go, and she couldn't hold back. Giggling, but not really ashamed, she began to piss, and the men watched excitedly as the thin yellow stream shot from between her legs and puddled on the bed.
Rona watched too, imagining the tremendous pressure that would make the girl helplessly urinate like that. The dog's cock must be huge. She knew she should feel disgusted, but in some wicked way the whole scene was beginning to turn her on. The double-fucking of her cunt and asshole was arousing searing pleasure throughout her whole body, and she felt herself carried away on a mindless tide of lust. Suddenly she didn't care about morality, decency, or even her pride. All she wanted was more of that swift hard balling in both her passages. She began to move her hips in time to the men's strokes, taking their pounding pricks even deeper into her cunt and bowels.
"That's right, baby, get with it. Dig it," Kurt said, panting. He felt the sudden hot rush of her cream around his deep-digging cock.
"Oooo," wailed Rona, "AHHHHH...."
"You like it, Miss Carter?" said Jon gleefully.
She was beyond shame now. "Yessss," she whined, "yesss ... Love it ... Don't stop...."
Jon's slim but rock-hard teenage prick was like a red-hot poker up her ass. She loved the deep butting, the thorough reaming of her tight rectum. Kurt's massive dong was thoroughly stuffing her cunt, too, and she used her powerful vaginal muscles to grip the thick meat and tug it even deeper into her belly. Twenty years of sexual starvation had made her more than ready for this thick double fucking, and she responded with wild panting excitement.
"Harder, harder," she gasped, "make me cum ... Ahhhh, God, I WANT IT, I WANT IT ... HARDER...."
Kurt and Jon complied, for they were very near cumming, too, and their natural instinct was to fuck her as hard and fast as they could. Kurt grunted lustily as he slammed his thick aching meat brutally up her cream-drenched smoking hole, battering her slick cervix. Jon squealed with horny delight as he jerked his stiff little peter in the steamy tightness of her gripping asshole.
"AAAGGGHHH!" screeched Rona.
She began to cum, a massive mind-blasting climax that shook her lush body violently. Boiling cream gushed from her cunt, and her whole pelvis began to spasm. Her cunt contracted like a vise around Kurt's embedded meat, squeezing his jism right out of his balls. He bellowed his pleasure as he began to cum, too. Her red-hot anus gripped Jon's jerking little cock and swiftly milked it. The boy squealed blissfully as he shot his load into his teacher's asshole.
Rona moaned ecstatically as she took the double load of cum into her womb and bowels. She felt she'd never been so well fucked in her whole life. She also felt she'd never be ashamed again of her own natural feelings. Kurt and his kids had taught her to be free, to enjoy her own body.
At last the exhausted trio fell apart, panting and sighing. They lolled on the bed, Kurt and Jon's pale pricks limp and dripping, Rona's thoroughly reamed anus and cunt still spewing thick streams of man and boy cum. Dizzily they watched Joy and Rex, who were still blissfully humping away beside them.
The fucking was obscenely noisy, wet and slurpy, as the dog used his mammoth thick cock to ream Joy's tight horny little twat. The pigtailed girl was squealing shrilly as she approached her climax.
"Ooooo, shit," she squealed, "soooo good ... GONNA CUM ... AAAHHH...."
Joy's little body twitched furiously under the panting dog as she came. Her cries were ear-piercing. Her thick white cream shot out to soak Rex's humping belly. The grinning German shepherd just kept humping away, but Joy's vise-like squeezing cunt, powerful in its orgasmic spasms, finally brought him off.
With a piercing howl Rex began to cum. His enormous thick red cock pounding with blinding speed, he squirted load after load of thick white dog-jism into the little girl's skewered cunt. His furry body convulsed violently till at last he was finished and fell off her to pant on the bed.
Joy collapsed face-down on the big bed, grinning and red-faced. She took a while to catch her breath, but finally she turned toward the others and said, "That was the most far-out thing. You've just got to try it, Rona."
"Yeah, Rona, why don't you get it on with Rex?" said Jon.
Rona was touched that the kids had at last used her first name instead of calling her "Miss Carter." She was even more touched by what Kurt had to say.
"Rona, I think you ought to stay with us," he said tenderly. "I mean, be part of our family. You seem to share our interests, and we need a woman around here. Quit your job and marry me."
Rona's heart leaped. She'd always hated teaching, always wanted a man of her own. Kurt was right, she did share their interests-a powerful and consuming interest in sex which was sure to find satisfaction with his unusual family. It all sounded ideal to her.
When she didn't reply right away, Kurt thought she was having doubts. He said, "Of course, if I'm mistaken, I apologize. Perhaps you still feel put off by what we've done, and of course I can't change your morality. I wish you'd join us, Rona, but the decision has to be yours."
Rona smiled at him and the twins. "Oh, I've made my decision," she said. "I want to live your way, and I'll prove it."
She crawled over to the German shepherd. "Here, Rex," she said warmly. "Come on, boy, let's play."
The dog was instantly aroused. The heavy enticing sexual odors emanating from Rona's pussy were enough to give him another fierce erection. When she saw his huge red dog-cock emerging heavily from his furry belly, Rona grinned lustily and raised her round creamy butt high in the air. Rex howled with delight and mounted her.
As Rona felt the massive dog-cock slamming into her wet open cunt, she gave a shrill cry of joy. She knew she was where she belonged. Kurt and the twins sat and watched her, casting her affectionate glances.
