In a recent survey conducted by the National Association for Sex Education, 2,000 questionnaires were tabulated to show that 97% of the persons answering felt a need for the strengthening of family ties in the United States. Dr. Harvey Omar, director of the NASE, said that an overwhelming majority of the answers indicated a growing conviction that sex education cannot be put in the hands of the government, the schools, nor the churches. It must be returned to the home where it belongs.
Some of the questions asked in the survey were: Love and sex are synonomous in family life.
47% yes 30% no 23% not sure
Traditional roles of parents and children can be changed without losing effectiveness of family strength.
58% yes 20% no 22% not sure
Children should be encouraged to experiment sexually with each other at early ages.
63% yes 18% no 19% not sure
From these and other results, Dr. Omar's conclusions are that those who avoid talking about the problem of sex in the family do so through the inhibitions caused by their own upbringings. The background information on families taking part in the survey showed that those with strict, or in some cases strongly religious, histories of family life were the most reluctant to accept the idea of more diversified sexual freedom. Dr. Omar claims there should be no 'moral code' for boys and girls that prohibits sexual activities-including those between brother and sister, mother and son, father and daughter. He says that even relationships between boys and boys or girls and girls should not be discouraged. The child learns by experience and will adjust to a secure niche as he finds the physical level of his own pleasures.
"Incest has long been considered an unspeakable subject," according to Dr. Omar. "It is a hangover from the Victorian age, without real moral or ethical value. The sooner Americans release their fears of the unknown, the sooner they will achieve mature sexual freedom. In many societies outside the borders of this country, incest is accepted as a natural function. Parents love their children and show it sexually as well as emotionally."
He went on to describe several tribes of primitive peoples where the ritual of life for every child reaching the age of five was an initiation into the sex practices of the tribes. Each girl or woman who had reached the age of menstrual maturity performed intercourse on the boy in question. It is not uncommon for five-year-old males to develop large penises, and the size of the organ is considered a mark of prowess. On the maturing of the boy, the dropping of his testicles was cause for further celebration and also an indication of his readiness for marriage. The male had his choice of any of the women who had taught him over his pre-adolescent period.
Although Dr. Omar does not advocate such practices in this country, he claims that similar activities, at least within a family group, would promote more harmonious living, better family understanding and deeper ties. Sex would cease to be a problem for a youth, since he would have already accepted his own body and its needs and functions as part of his daily life.
"Incest is far more prevalent that many people believe," Dr. Omar claims. His survey indicated that more than 90% of the women questioned admitted incestuous relationships with their sons in the pre-adolescent stage.
"Surely, the large gap between desire and act shows the faulty patterns of beliefs we still hold. When we can, as individuals and a nation, overcome our prudish, outmoded sexual mores, this country will be on its way to a stable, rational level of behavior. We must let sex be a part of family living, not a separate thing to be taught like reading and arithmetic."
He concluded his report with these words to parents: "Loving a child in a sexual sense is just as normal and just as healthy for you and for the child as feeding and caring for him. No mother should feel ashamed of a physical desire for a young penis as she bathes her child. And no woman should deny herself the pleasure."
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
June Amherst woke with the dull ache of need heavy in her cunt. She curled on her side and pulled her knees up and hugged them tight to her large full breasts. She could feel the hard nipples press against her flesh as though seeking relief from the desire that burned in her. It was getting worse each day, she thought. She used to be able to chase it with a cold shower or a hot cup of coffee, but lately the need was growing in intensity and it was there all the time.
She wanted to be fucked. It was that simple and that complicated. She didn't deny the truth to herself any more, not that it did any good one way or the other. Nothing did any good, it seemed.
She sighed and threw back the covers and moved in slow motion to the edge of the bed and sat up. She wore no nightgown. She had long abandoned sleepwear, preferring the cool percale of the sheet directly on her flesh. Often she woke in the night and found herself rubbing and preening against the sheets in search of the caresses she longed for. Now she stood up and crossed to the bathroom with heavy steps. She closed the door behind her so she wouldn't wake Eddy. There was no sense in his starting at six in the morning. God knew his days were long enough already. She stared at herself in the mirror that covered the wall above the sink and toilet.
Her eyes were puffy since she was not quite awake, but otherwise her skin was clear and her complexion good. She raked her fingers through her medium length brown hair. There was hardly any gray now, but she had just used a rinse on it last week. The rest of her face was nondescript. She had decent features but they somehow were put together just short of any real beauty or prettiness. She sighed, thinking how it had always been someone else who was voted the prettiest in the class, or Miss this or that. June had been a nothing even then. Nurses training had been another set of years watching other girls giggle and run off on dates with interns. June tried to fool herself into believing that she preferred to stay in every night and study, to come out near the top of her class at graduation. She had fooled herself about a lot of things.
She sighed and made a face at herself in the glass. She couldn't fool herself any more. She was forty-four, ten pounds too heavy for her five-foot-six-inch frame, and she was a loser. Her one venture into romance, or to be more accurate-into sex, had left her bitter and more frustrated than ever. It had also left her with an illegitimate child-Eddy. She sighed and studied her body in the mirror. Even with the ten extra pounds, she was still in good shape. She had large, somewhat pendulous tits. They hung onto her rib cage without sagging, and the full heavy domes ended in huge coral patches with budding nipples. Her skin was a tawny color as though she had sunbathed nude but which actually came from the sallowness of her skin. She moved and watched the golden globes sway against her body. Quent Harper, the man to whom she'd given herself so completely and so foolishly, had loved her tits. He'd always told her how exciting they were and how he loved to suck them and tickle the nipples with his tongue until they grew turgid and became eager for his lapping.
She straightened and looked at the dark triangle of hair above the juncture of her thighs. It was thick and finely curled, darker than her brown head hair. She spread her feet and felt the coolness of the air on her exposed labia. She was damp from the need that consumed her, the wanting that drove her body crazy no matter how well she controlled her mind. How savagely Quent had loved her cunt. He played at it, licked the heavy folds until she was running like a mountain stream, then he drank her juices and guzzled her tasty product. His tongue had been hot and hard inside her, burning a trail of lust into her body. She had learned to cum with total abandon while he sucked her off. And she had learned many other things-how to suck him, how to excite him and make his cock grow hard and thick, how to reach pinnacles of ecstasy when he finally slid the long hot tool into her and fucked her until they both reached heights of fury and lust and then mutual orgasms.
She turned from the mirror angrily and leaned into the shower to turn on the taps. She had to stop thinking about Quent. He was gone-over and done with. She hated the thought of him and all the things he had done to her before he vanished from her life one day without a word. He had been more than unhappy when she told him she was pregnant. His first shock gave way to a calm, planned lust and the using of her body that last time. They had spent a wild and passionate night in her apartment. They had done all the things they had ever done before and then he introduced her to even newer things.
She stepped under the shower and let the hot spray wash over her. The picture images of that last night with Quent reeled through her brain like a movie, and she could not turn them off. She leaned against the shower stall and wept, and the movie played.
"Come on, baby, let's screw," Quent said.
"I thought we were going to a show-"
He laughed, dark eyes glittering. "I'd rather be with you. Hell, baby, I can see a movie any time, but you're something special. When you take off those clothes, I go crazy. I want to be all over you, touching and loving every inch of that gorgeous flesh. God, those tits and that cunt would drive any man out of his bird!"
She knew he was lying, she always knew he was when he said wonderful things like that about her. But she wanted so much to believe, so much to be loved, she smiled and began to unbutton her blouse. She didn't understand what had attracted Quent to her or why he kept seeing her all those months. She convinced herself that he loved her, even though he had never uttered the words.
He was naked by the time she got her bra off. He lunged for her and pulled her back onto the bed. He grabbed the elastic of her panties and jerked them down with a quick motion. He grinned as he tossed the scrap of nylon over his shoulder without looking to see where it landed. Then he came to her, mouth open and hungry. He covered a tit with his lips, pulled at it with mock ferocity.
His tongue lapped and loved the hard pip of the nipple and she writhed and squirmed. His hands pinned her down as they explored the hills and valleys of her flesh, climbing the peaks of her breasts, running along the smooth curve of her waist and over her flat smooth belly. Then he touched her pubic hair and a shock raced through her. His fingers danced on the erotic flesh, pushing and probing until he was between the lips of her vulva and rubbing the doorway to her pussy. He fingered her clitoris, sending Shockwaves of heavenly lust all through her torso and making her whimper and shiver.
Instead, he put his head between her legs and began to lick her. His tongue, wet and slick, flicked over the heavy erotic folds of flesh, darted and twined in the thick crop of pubic hair. The tongue forced apart the now-moist and dripping vulva and speared between them, licking where his fingers had explored a moment before. He pushed his face hard at her and caught her clitoris lightly between his teeth and nibbled at it.
She was crazy for him. She clawed at his body, tugging his legs until he moved close enough for her to get at his cock and balls. She took the lovely hardening tool in her mouth and began to push the foreskin back and forth with her lips, driving his passion and forcing his erection. He worked harder at her pussy, darting his tongue as far as he could into the dark sweet cavity between her pressing thighs. It sent her into a frenzy of need, made her quiver with lust and anticipation. Her whole body responded and catapulted her to a violent orgasm. She moaned and sucked at his cock harder and faster, and he answered with more fury at her cunt. She poured out cunt juice and he drank it greedily. His hands grabbed for her tits and she moaned again as he mashed at their fullness and tweaked the nipples which were hard buds now.
Then he turned and kissed her. Their mouths fused in hot lust and he crawled atop her and pried between her thighs with his knee. He was still kissing her, lashing his tongue into her oral love hole, while he shoved his prick into her. The penetration was smooth and sharp-violent in its thrust, and deep in its accomplishment. Again, June's passion went out of control and she was washed over the brink of another heady orgasm. It sent tingles through her, made her gasp for air around the cloying kiss that he still gripped her in.
And then he began to fuck. It was heaven, the pure delight of his slippery tool moving in and out of her wet body, the wild excitement building and setting her afire, the need surging again and readying her for what was to come.
"God, you're good!" He panted as he humped his dick in and out in measured rhythm. She looked up at him and nodded, unable to speak with the pressure that filled her.
"You've got a wonderful twat, June. Christ, you're good fucking ... ooohhhh, baby...."
It drove her crazy when he talked to her like that. It made her feel all the wonderful safe secure feelings a woman wanted. It made her hot.
"I'm hot for you. Jeeezzzz, feel that hard-on! I'm so fuckin' hot I'm gonna explode-"
"Yeeesss." She was at fever pitch, she needed him and wanted him. She wanted to feel the hot spurting love juice fill her and make her warm all over. She wanted him.
"Here-it-cuuummmmssss-" He slammed his hips at her, driving the hard penis like a piledriver into her body. She felt the warning spurt, the tremendous pressure, then at last the wonderful spurting load of hot cum.
"Aaaahhh, mmmmm, aaarrgghhh, yeeesss, give it to me-oooohhhh, yyyyeeeessss, I'mmmm cuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg!!"
For several moments, the room was filled with their whimpering cries and moans of delight and lust. They fucked away the wild need until they both were limp and satiated. Their bodies were damp with perspiration and their genitals were sopping with each other's sex secretions. The wet, smacking sounds drove them to a last spurt of passion before they finally slowed and Quent fell along her body.
She held him in her arms like a child, patting his head and pressing his face to her breast. His warm breath on her moist skin finally slowed to normal. "Darling," she said.
He didn't answer, only nuzzled his lips to the mound of her breast. She smiled and stroked his head, brushing his long blond hair from his damp forehead. "Darling, it'll be wonderful being married and living together forever...."
She felt the tiny stiffening of his body but it was gone almost instantly and she took his murmur for agreement. She went on talking then, babbling about their future and the wonderful life they would have together. He said nothing, and a few minutes later he had rolled off her and gotten up. That surprised her, since they usually had two or three sessions of sex before he was thoroughly satisfied. After the first wild one, they usually settled down to longer buildups and erotic play.
"We still have time to catch the late movie," he'd said.
Still babbling with her own joy, she dressed and let herself be led from the apartment. She remembered little of the picture, and cared less. He kissed her tenderly when they got home again, but he did not stay. He promised to be there early the next evening, to come right from work and spend the whole night with her.
But he'd never shown. She'd never seen him again. When she called his plant, the foreman said he'd quit without notice, picked up his pay and cut out. His landlady said he'd left owing a week's rent. It had been weeks before June could accept the fact that he was really gone, that he had deliberately run out on her, left her alone with his child growing in her belly.
At first she wanted to die, but she had strong instincts of survival, and when the initial shock had dulled, she picked up the pieces of her life. Eddy was born seven months later and she refused to consider giving him up for adoption. He was hers, and she would give him all the love she had to give.
Now, she came back to reality and began to soap her body. That had all been ten years ago, the past. She had today to live for. She had Eddy to provide for. Poor Eddy. As if life hadn't already been cruel by bringing him into the world without a father, it dealt him a second blow by crippling his legs. At ten, Eddy was confined to a wheelchair instead of being able to run and play with the other kids. But June tried to make it up to him in many ways. She lavished him with affection and love, made him feel safe and secure. She gave him all the things he might never get from the cruel world. Including sex.
She had always delighted in bathing him, touching his young body. The loneliness she felt vanished when she held the baby's naked flesh against hers. As he grew and she still had to care for him totally because of the bone problem, she found she could not resist the tiny cock in its cocoon of skin. She would not let herself handle it that special way she longed to, but she stared in fascination at it and spent longer than necessary washing and cleaning him there.
Several months ago, he had an erection while she was drying him after his bath. It had startled her and excited her, and she moved toward him in a daze. Her mouth came down on the stiff organ. He jerked with a spasm of surprise, then moaned softly as he enjoyed the gentle caress of her tongue.
"That's nice, Mom...."
His voice filled her with longing and his body filled her with delight. All the pent-up frustrations of ten years went into the moment. She took his balls in her hand, the soft empty sacs that had not yet received the gift of manhood. She pressed the corrugated flesh against her nose and lips, kissing it and licking it lovingly.
"I like that-"
It gave him pleasure and she abandoned her fears. Her thighs grew moist with the secretions of lust, and she felt the tight hard pain in her belly. She sucked him more energetically, licking at every bit of the lovely little column. It held its hard. It quivered and surged when she forced the foreskin back with her hot lips. She ran her tongue around the ridge where the head of the organ met the stem, exploring the incredibly smooth silky skin she found there. The touch set off memories of something she wanted to forget, and she knew her body was primed to cum, to feel the hot spurt of a cock in her cunt, to feel the loving hands of a male touching and caressing her, bringing her to orgasm.
That first time, she had climaxed alone, sucking Eddy's hard cock until the need in her belly was so strong that she exploded of her own accord. It was not exactly what she wanted, but she forced herself to be satisfied that time with it. Her conscience would not let her ask for more. At least then.
The months that, followed were torture for her. She wanted to touch and handle him all the time, to feel his wonderful young sex organ and have it when she was excited. Yet she could not bring herself to do more than she already had. She fought the pressure and need, she even considered trying to pick up a man in some bar to quiet the raging lust in her loins. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. Each night she hurried home from work and spent an agonizing night wanting her own son. And eact time she forced herself to only hint at the love she could give him and take from him.
The past few days, a new sure knowledge had begun to grow in her. She could not deny it any longer. She was going to have him. Their gentle sex sessions had grown harder and harder for her to bear, and she knew that she would soon introduce the idea that she do more than gently kiss and suck his private parts. His ready, even eager acceptance of what she had already done made her realize he would go along willingly with her plan. And she could no longer bear the thought of not feeling that lovely wonderful smooth little cock in her cunt.
Maybe tonight, she told herself as she stepped out of the shower and began to towel herself dry. Maybe tonight.
CHAPTER TWO
She set out Eddy's breakfast and left the house without waking him. The visiting teacher came at ten, and by then Eddy was up and had washed and dressed himself. He was far from helpless and could move himself from the bed to his chair easily. Most of the time, he went to school, but this year he was staying at home with tutors because of the operation that was scheduled in several months. It was a fun change for him, to be allowed to sleep late and spend only a few hours with an instructor then have the rest of his day free. After three o'clock, his pals stopped in and they built models, played games and talked like all kids. Eddy was not lonely, and he accepted his physical problem with the same ease and youthful optimism that he faced life. Eddy was the one nice thing that had come from her association with Quent. Eddy was a happy product of the sad memory.
At the hospital, she discovered that she had been reassigned to floor duty in the pediatrics department. There had been a time when she could not bear the thought of working with hurt children who reminded her of her own son, and she had always begged off such assignments. But lately, the pain was gone and she actually enjoyed peds. Knowing that Eddy could be helped by a series of operations made it easy for her to care for other kids who'd been through their own private hells.
And she enjoyed seeing some of the miracles that doctors worked with children's bodies and health. It made her feel more strongly that Eddy would be well too. And the early morning shift had one other attraction. One so pleasant that it made June feel guilty just thinking about it. She was on duty during the morning bath time. More than half the patients were boys, and this meant she had the opportunity to see-and sometimes even touch-the lovely little sex organs of pre-adolescence. She held herself in tight rein, doing only what her duties as a nurse called for. But the pleasure was still there, perhaps more intense for the forbidden aspect, the knowledge that she was courting danger by even thinking such thoughts. But she loved seeing the little cocks and the unfilled sacs of the scrotums. They made her think of the delights of handling Eddy and dreaming about the fulfillment he might some day give her. It was during her last assignment in pediatrics that she began to plan the total seduction of her son. The gnawing hunger for more than merely sucking him chewed at her night and day. She admitted to herself then that she wanted to feel the lovely little hard cock in her cunt, wanted to teach Eddy how to please her and find pleasure in her body.
And now she had duty in the children's wing again. She took her assignment of patients from the floor nurse and went to the linen room. While she stacked linens for the beds she had to change, she glanced at the slip of paper on which she'd written the room numbers and patients. Only one of them was a private room. The others were small wards where traffic presented a problem. She sighed, wondering if the private patient was a boy or girl. She saved that room till last so she wouldn't have to hurry. As she worked in the other rooms, she listened to the chatter of the children and dreamed her private dreams. She had two young male patients that needed complete bed baths, and she spent a little longer perhaps than was absolutely necessary with them. But even so, she was ahead of schedule when she finally walked into the private room.
She stopped halfway into the room and looked at the bed. The boy was lying with head propped on pillows, legs caught in the dismal plaster and ropes of traction. He glanced at her with huge dark eyes that made her shiver inside.
"Hi, there. Feeling any better today?" she said brightly, hiding the quiver in her voice.
The boy looked at her sullenly. Even with the harsh frown between his thick black eyebrows, he was incredibly beautiful. His face was smooth and his skin flawless. His enormous dark eyes glittered like diamonds at the bottom of a deep pool. His features were fine and his mouth was full and the lips red. His hair was dark and thick, curling over his ears and neck in a mod long cut. She guessed he was about eleven, perhaps a tiny bit older. She realized she was staring.
She dropped the armful of linens to the chair and moved to the bed. He still hadn't answered her nor had the frown lessened.
"How long have you been here?" she asked with determined cheerfulness.
"Five days." His voice was still light and had not descended to masculine tones.
June smiled. "Well, what do you say I get going and give you a nice bath and get the bed changed. Make you feel good."
He said nothing but watched her with disinterest as she began to strip the bedclothes back and get out the bath blanket. She saw that his short hospital robe was tangled around his waist and left his lower torso exposed. Without staring, she glanced at the small mound of sex organs between his legs in the plaster of Paris V. No hair, but the shadowy spot looked enticing and full. She spread the bath blanket and picked up the basin and went into the tiny bath to fill it. She saw her face in the mirror over the sink as she waited for the water to fill.
Her eyes were shining, her cheeks flushed. She was excited at the thought of bathing this boy. Already she felt the tight pull of her belly muscles and the numbing pain in her uterus. From the glimpse she'd had of him, she knew she was going to enjoy every moment of the bath time. The fact that he was in traction and immobilized to a certain degree made it difficult for him to wash himself, and the whole bath would be her responsibility. She smiled at her reflection and turned off the water taps. She carried the basin back to the bed.
She tried to make small talk while she washed his hands and face. She learned that his name was Tony Marvel and that he'd been hit by a car. She was right about his age and he said that he missed school and baseball and his friends. By the time the bath was half over, she had him relaxed and talking about himself with ease.
June moved the bath blanket away from his crotch and carefully wrung out the washcloth and rubbed the soap on it. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and her belly was aching with sudden desire as she saw the soft rope of his cock lying across the darker-skinned, roughly textured scrotum. He was telling her about the private school he went to, and she was scarcely listening. It seemed as though his words were a loud echo in her brain, and that her own conscience was screaming at her.
Lovely cock, lovely boy cock, the voice inside her head cried at her. She bit her lip and put the washcloth to his private parts. A shiver of pleasure ran through her and she heard his voice drone on. She wasn't listening at all now. The wonderful thing she had in her hands filled her with awe and hot desire. She lifted the cock and washed carefully around the dangling sac under it. There was a pause in the boy's speech, and she glanced at him quickly but his expression told her nothing. His eyes burned holes in her and she tried to smile. Her mouth was dry, and she ran her tongue over her lips slowly. The boy smiled and she turned her attention back to her work.
Work! My God! It was pure pagan pleasure to touch him this way. Her knees were weak and she had to lean against the bed to keep from shaking. He was so lovely ... so wonderfully young and lovely. She pulled back the foreskin of his penis and ran the edge of the washcloth under the ridge of his cockhead. The boy made a strange sound but she could not look at him. The little cock in her hand was jerking with spasms and beginning to gain an erection. She stared at it, hypnotized by the sight and by the promise. For a moment she was filled with hot lust and she almost bent her head to take the lovely thing in her lips. But she caught herself just in time, remembering where she was. She swallowed hard and pressed her thighs tightly together to put pressure on her clitoris and labia. Waves of pleasure radiated upward through her body. My God, how she wanted him! She swallowed hard again and bit her lip until the pain brought her back to reality. She uncurled her fingers slowly from the turgid organ, frightened now because she hadn't even realized she had taken hold of it that way. Had she stroked it ... petted it...?
She looked quickly at the boy's face, checking for signs of fear or disgust. But he was still smiling, and his eyes were strangely bright and knowing. He stared until she had to look away in confusion. She rinsed out the cloth and wiped the soap from him, steeling herself against the pleasure she could so easily find in touching him again. Then she dried him and made sure the towel was always between her hands and his flesh.
She was shaking inside. She was a fool! An absolute fool! If anyone had walked in-or if the boy had cried out-she could lose her job. Even now, the danger was not completely gone. The child might tell someone-his parents-another nurse-the doctor.
But when she looked at him again, this fear eased. He seemed undisturbed by what had happened. By the time she had finished drying him, the erection had vanished and he was a docile patient again. As she made the bed, she had to lift his buttocks in order to get the bedclothes under him. His flesh was warm and a new shiver ran through her, But she managed to complete her work without incident.
She tucked the last comer and patted the bedspread in place. "There, all set for the day now. Anything I can get you before I go?" She looked at him with a smile as she bent to gather the soiled linens.
"Yes," he said so quietly she wasn't sure she'd heard. She turned and looked at him again. "I have a book in the suitcase in the closet. Could you get it for me?"
She dropped the bundle of bedclothes. "Of course." She crossed to the closet and found the suitcase pushed back in the corner. "This one?"
"Yeah, that's it."
She lifted it to a chair and snapped open the locks. She moved aside the clothing that was packed neatly in it and felt for the book. She pulled it out. "Is this it?"
"Yeah." He grinned at her.
She moved to the bed and handed him the small volume. He put his hand on it but did not tighten his grip. As an afterthought, he pulled his hand away and left her holding it.
"Would you open it for me?" he asked with a warm smile.
"Sure. Have you been reading it already or are you just starting?" She flipped the cover open and saw the frontispiece. She froze, staring at the picture. It was of a huge red velvet bed on which a nude woman lay with legs spread wide and knees pulled up so tightly that her thick wet vulva was clearly on view. Hovering over her was a naked man, his penis erect and jutting, pointing at the woman's cunt, the glistening red tip of its swollen head only a breath away from her body. The man's mouth was pulled back in a grimace of lust, his eyes glittering. The woman's mouth was open as though she were panting for breath and anticipating the pleasure that was soon to be hers. Her hands were circling her own tits, pushing them up and forward so they jutted from her body in full lushness and the dark red nipples stood out in profile. And at the side of the bed, watching the impending sex act was a young boy-no older than the boy in the hospital bed. He was grinning widely, tongue flicking over his lips, eyes popping. He was completely nude, and standing in partial profile in the picture, his stiff young cock was obvious. He had a hard-on, and a tiny glistening drip of moisture could be seen at the tip of his cock.
June stared at the picture, mesmerized by the beauty and caught by the lust. Her heart began to pound again, and she felt the hot, sharp pain in her belly. Yet she could not take her eyes from the picture. She stared at the boy in it. He was hairless, with only a hint of shadow above the jutting prick. He was young, not yet grown to manhood, yet he was feasting his eyes on the carnal pleasure before him, and his body was reacting out of his own need.
"Ain't it beautiful?" Tony asked.
She looked up then, unable to speak. He was grinning at her, just the way the boy in the picture was grinning at the couple on the bed.
"Look at the size of that pecker," he said, pointing with a stubby finger to the man in the picture.
Still hypnotized, she nodded.
"He's gonna fuck her ... ooohhh, man, is she gonna get it!" He laughed softly and the sound made June's body shiver with pleasure. He was such a beautiful child!
"Where did you-get this-book?" She could hardly force the words from her very thick tongue.
He laughed again. "A guy at school. I have lots of them. I look at them and read them a lot."
She stared at him, still unable to understand everything that was happening so quickly. He was admitting to her that he owned books like the one in her hand, that he looked at them and enjoyed them. The idea confused her, yet it excited her-just as touching his naked genitals had excited her. And somehow, there was a connection. Her subconscience accepted this fact even though her thoughts rejected it.
Tony Marvel grinned at her and his hand moved on the sheet until it was over hers where she gripped the book. His hand was cool and exciting, and June's throat went very dry again. His dark eyes were deep pools. "Will you be on duty all day?"
Numbly, she shook her head. "I go off at three...."
He looked sad about that. "Do you ever work nights?"
Again, she shook her head. "I-no, only days."
"Will you be here tomorrow?"
"I think so. At least I'll be on this floor. I'm assigned here for the whole week." For a moment they looked at each other. "Why?" she asked so softly that the word barely broke the silence.
He smiled and showed his even white teeth. "I want you to give me my bath tomorrow, too-every day."
"I-I'm not sure. The floor nurse decides which rooms I do."
He frowned then but didn't answer. After a moment, his fingers tightened on her hand. They looked at each other until June couldn't stand it any more. The hard pressure in her belly had become a roaring inferno, and her cunt juice was running from her steadily. She could feel the wetness on her panties and the exposed flesh above the tops of her white nylon stockings. She forgot everything but how very close Tony was, how very desirable. She was breathing hard and it felt as though a tight band were drawn around her tits. Her free hand moved then, sliding across the cover and picking its way under the hanging edge of the sheet and spread. Then it moved back up into the bed, under the covers now, and approaching the delectable warmth of his body. His eyes were watching her, wide and smiling. She wet her lips again and sighed heavily.
Then her hand touched the cast, moved over it and to his crotch. The heat from his body set her afire. She closed her hand around the small limp cock and felt its instant response. Her breath escaped like a tortured whimper.
And then it was over. From the doorway, a voice called, "Mrs. Amherst, you're wanted on the phone."
June whirled, pulling her hand out from under the cover at the same time. One of the aides stood in the doorway looking at her.
"Oh, thank you, Vera." She smoothed the spread as though that was what she had been about all the time. She looked at Tony's innocent face. "Do you want to keep the book out or shall I put it away for you?" she asked.
With a very cool look, he said, "You can put it away. I'm done with it for now. I'll read again tomorrow."
She snapped the book shut and returned it to the suitcase, which she put back in the closet. She started for the door, her face warm and flushed.
He called to her. "I'll see you tomorrow, Mrs. Amherst."
She nodded without turning around. She hurt so bad she could hardly walk.
CHAPTER THREE
June took the phone call at the floor desk. She was surprised to hear Eddy on the line. "Eddy, is something wrong?" He rarely called her at work, knowing that she was not supposed to spend time on personal calls when she was on duty.
"No, I'm fine. But, Mom, it's important, don't be mad-"
She smiled at the receiver in her hand. Mad? She could never get mad at Eddy. "What do you want, honey?"
"Mom, can I keep him, is it okay, Joey gave him to me-"
"Whoa, slow down, Eddy. I don't know what you're talking about. Start over again and explain...."
She heard him take a deep breath. "It's a dog, Mom. He's beautiful, and he likes me and can I keep him? Please, Mom, I can take care of him-"
"Oh, Eddy! A dog, you know we can't keep a dog-"
"Aw, Mom, please. Hell be company for me and Joey says hell take him for walks every day-"
The longing in the child's voice tugged at June's heart. She tried to think of some way to dissuade him
"He's a good watchdog too, Mom. No burglars can get in with Shane here."
June laughed softly and bit her lip. "Let's talk about it when I get home. Well see-okay?"
A hint of disappointment and a note of hope were in the boy's voice as he said, "Okay, Mom."
As she hung up the phone, June knew that she would have a very difficult time refusing Eddy. He so rarely asked for anything, and the dog would be a companion to him while she was away. Well, she'd think about it. She realized she had forgotten to ask what kind of dog it was. She smiled and went back to her work.
The rest of the day went quickly and June saw Tony Marvel once more before she left. He made no sign of what had happened before, and she wondered what was going on in his mind. But she carried out his lunch tray and brought him fresh water without incident. It was better that way, she decided, despite the fact that she felt a stir of excitement in her belly each time she saw the child. She deliberately avoided touching Tony or even straightening the covers near his body. She had come too close to disaster this morning, and she no longer trusted her own judgment. One thing she knew for sure, she was going to have to find some relief for the gnawing need inside her. She could not go on like this.
As soon as she entered the apartment, she saw the dog. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it. She had not been prepared for this! The dog was a sleek, beautiful Doberman. He sat beside Eddy's wheelchair with his head in the boy's lap but his eyes very bright and following her every move. Eddy's hand lay lightly on the animal's head.
"Hi, Mom, isn't he great?" Eddy's eyes were shining as brightly as the dog's.
She stared. "He's so big-"
"He's friendly. Look, he loves me." The dog licked the boy's hand as though on cue. "His name's Shane."
June laughed and walked across the room slowly. She leaned over the wheelchair and kissed Eddy, aware that the dog's gaze followed her carefully.
"Can I keep him, can I, Mom?" Eddy's face was animated and his voice high with excitement. "Well...."
"Aw, Mom...."
She smiled at him. "Well try it and see how it works out. But remember, you have to take good care of him, remember to feed him-"
"I will-honest. Oh boy, my own dog-" He hugged the dog's head and the animal lapped his long pink tongue across the child's cheek.
June sighed and went into the bedroom to change her clothes. If the dog made Eddy happy, that was what counted. And it was a beautiful animal, sleek and trim, with an intelligent look that commanded attention. She wondered where Joey had gotten the animal and why he was giving it away. Oh, well, she wasn't going to worry about that now.
She fixed dinner and they ate at the small table near the window in the living room. The doorway to the kitchen was too narrow to let Eddy's wheel chair through readily, and they usually preferred the pleasant view from the window. The apartment was not far from the hospital and it overlooked a small park. When the weather was nice, June usually carried Eddy down the two flights of stairs and folded his chair and carried it down. Then they walked, through the park, around it and sometimes blocks in several directions. She wanted Eddy to get lots of fresh air and it did him good to get out. But the days were getting shorter already now that it was October. By the time she got home from work, it was growing dark and cool. The excursions to the park had to be reserved for weekends.
Throughout the meal, the dog lay close to Eddy's chair as though he had already claimed his rightful place in the world. June saw Eddy drop several pieces of meat to the animal but she pretended she didn't. Eddy was having too much fun.
She cleared the table and did the dishes while Eddy watched TV and petted Shane. Then it was time for Eddy's bath.
June stood across the room watching her son. She looked forward to this time each day, and now she couldn't help thinking of the boy in the private room this morning. He had gotten her very excited-or more correctly, she had gotten herself very excited bathing him and thinking about him. She had reached a point in her life without sex where simply handling Eddy and once in a while sucking his lovely little penis was not enough. She wanted to feel the stiffened boy flesh inside her, wanted to bring herself to climax by riding the lovely organ and feeling its wonder and promise. She had seen young boys at the hospital sustain erections for long periods of time-certainly long enough to make a woman cum. Watching Eddy now, June knew she wanted to try-tonight-now.
"Bath time," she said as the program he was watching ended and the commercial came on.
"Okay, Mom." Eddy never complained about his bath. She knew he enjoyed it-even looked forward to it. God, how she loved the child! She would never do anything to hurt him. This was not wrong-it couldn't be when she felt the way she did! She wanted him, she'd be gentle and loving, give him pleasure-She lifted him from the wheelchair and carried him into the bathroom. He sat on the small cushioned bench in front of the vanity while she bent to adjust the water taps. He began to undress. Her breath caught in her throat as she turned and saw his naked chest as he pulled off his shirt.
"I'm going to take off my skirt," she said. "It just came from the dry cleaner and I don't want to get it wet or wrinkled."
"Sure, Mom," he said with an easy grin. She went into the bedroom and stripped quickly, then put on a robe and pulled it tight around her. She slipped her feet into her scuffs and went back to the bathroom. Eddy was nude now, still sitting on the bench where she had left him. He had lifted himself high enough to get the pants and undershorts down over his hips and he was bending forward to skin them from his legs and over his feet. When he sat up again, she saw the lovely little mound of pubic flesh. The tight band wound around her breasts and her breath came in tortured gasps.
She hurried to the tub and tested the water. Then she shut off the taps and turned to him. She was on her knees, and he had turned slightly so he faced her. His thin legs were parted and his penis was clearly on view where it lay softly over his scrotum. She stared, unable to take her eyes from the lovely sight. Her hand went toward him, touched his thin thigh, moved slowly toward the tempting morsel. He made a small sound as her fingers felt the length of the limp organ. June heard her own breath flutter and struggle for release.
"Eddy...." Her fingers closed around his cock, lifting it gently and stroking it slowly.
He sat very still watching her bent head. She licked her lips with the tip of her red pointed tongue, flicking the wet oral organ as though she were hungry for what lay before it. He liked it when she did these things to him. They felt good, and he knew that it pleased her too. He liked the feel of her hot wet tongue on him, the way she sucked at his penis and made it get hard. It made him tingle inside and he felt more grown up somehow. He and his mother had never talked about sex and his immature body, but they both knew the pleasure it could bring them. Lately at times like this, Eddy had the feeling that his mother wanted to do more than hold and suck him. He also had the feeling that very soon he was going to find out what else she wanted to do. He'd seen the look in her eyes, heard the quaver in her voice. Maybe tonight....
"Darling...." She bent her head to him and took his tool in her lips, massaging it gently and at the same time moving her head back and forth so he could feel the loose skin that covered his penis slide and stretch.
June felt the warm soft flesh in her mouth and a quick burst of steam exploded in her uterus. It washed over her like the water had run in the tub, quick and covering her whole belly. It set off the secretions of her sex organs, and she felt the slow ooze of cunt juice begin between her legs. She knelt and pressed her thighs together, putting pressure on her clitoris and sending new shivers through her. Her thighs were damp and sticky with lust.
"Mom?"
She realized he had called her and she came up with a guilty start. "Yes?"
"Why don't you give me my bath first ... and then we can ... well ... you know...." He blushed slightly.
She smiled. "Of course. The tub's all ready," She got up and lifted him, helping him stand and then sit in the tub of warm water. He washed his face and hands and she took her time with other parts of his body. They always did it this way. She washed his legs and lower torso, spending most of her time between his legs. He grinned as she began to soap his little cock and it responded to her touches by growing turgid. By the time the bath was over, his penis was stiff and filled. She smiled as she wrapped him in a huge bath towel and carried him to her bed.
"Darling...." She dried him quickly so he wouldn't chill. Then with a very quick motion, she unfastened the robe's belt and let her garment fall to the floor. She stood naked before him as he lay on the bed and watched her with wide, wondering eyes. She had never undressed in front of him before. With a hesitant smile, she sat on the bed next to him.
"Eddy-oh, Eddy-" She seemed not to be able to get her words out clearly. Her voice sounded husky and her breathing was almost harsh.
Eddy knew that she was sexually excited. He wasn't sure what it meant, but he knew that tonight was going to be different, that she wasn't only going to pet and suck him. He stared at her tits dangling against her body. She had big ones, huge swaying domes with big circles of dark skin at the ends. The dark patches were sort of krinkly looking and the centers of them were stuck out like little tongues. He could see the ridges and crevices in them.
She moved closer to him, bending so her breasts swayed and brushed across his belly and chest. He shivered and his eyes grew wider. She moved up, cupping one hand under one of the big mounds and forcing the red tip to thrust toward his mouth.
"Take it, darling ... please...."
Hypnotized, Eddy opened his mouth and let her shove the lovely ripe fruit into it. She pushed hard, filling his mouth with her breast. The hard tip lay on his tongue, warm and delightful, and without being told, he closed his lips on it and began to suck. She moaned.
"Oooohhh, yeeesss, that's the way, baby, yeeesss, suuuccckkk it." June flattened her palm against her belly and pressed hard as the excitement came to a boil inside her. His lovely little tongue was licking and loving her tit so wonderfully, her whole body quivered with delight. Her belly was a hard knot of desire, and the oozing between her legs had become a steady stream now. She was wet and hot. She wanted him. She pressed her tit deeper into his mouth, then reached for his hand and put it between her legs. His fingers curled into her pubic hair and she pushed her body onto them.
"Mmmmm yeeesss, daarrlliinnggg! Ooooo!!"
His fingers found the pulpy wet opening between her cuntal folds and poked into it. She gasped, and her hips bounced to show him that she wanted him to set up a rhythmic probe inside her.
Eddy could hardly breathe. His mouth was filled with his mother's big tit and she was pressing onto him hard. Not only that, he felt the tight excitement growing inside him. His hand was between her legs, finding warm wetness that surprised him but at the same time made him shiver with pleasure. His fingers pushed up into the thatch of hair and found slippery wet flesh. He poked at the layers of skin that were like lips and found the opening between them. Then he was inside, and his whole body began to shake. She was so wet and slimy, and so very warm. She was bouncing and forcing his fingers to dive in and out of the hot, hugging tunnel. His fingers were sticky and slippery, and the hair around the opening was very wet. God, he was excited!
Little loving hand ... oooo ... it felt so good in her twat! June slammed her hips against the bed and the darting fingers. Lovely little child, lovely little cock. She felt for his genitals, moving carefully so she did not disturb the loving tongue at her tit nor that hand in her pussy. There-she had it. She closed her fist around it and began to stroke in time with his tempo in her cunt. Up and down, mmmm, faster ... harder....
The penis hesitated, jerked, began to grow turgid. June almost wept for joy. She was so hot, and so much in need. She had to have a cock inside her. She had to have this lovely little unspoiled boy cock inside her ... yeeesss....
She was too impatient to wait for his rigidness. She touched his head, brushing his golden hair back from his cheeks. "Baby ... darling ... let go...."
He shook his head, pulling the taut nipple tightly in his teeth. He didn't want to let go ... ever!
"Yes, darling!" June had to laugh at his insistence. "I want you to do something else...."
His eyes widened and he stared at her. With a last lick at the delicious tidbit in his mouth, he released her. She smiled. "Move over, darling. Yes, that's the way. Now, I'll lie down next to you and suck your cock. All right?"
He nodded, said nothing.
"And if you want to, you can look at Mommy's cunt, play with it. Maybe-" she hesitated a fraction of a second. "Maybe even suck it if you want to."
His eyes were huge then and he watched her turn on the bed and lie at his side. Instantly her mouth went to his sex organs, her hot tongue finding and curling around his cock. He felt the pull of need in his loins. She raised one leg, propping the foot so her knee stayed aloft and her thighs were spread wide. He was looking right into the wet haven between her legs. He'd never seen anything like it. Once, in school, one of the boys in his class had a magazine with pictures of nude women in it. He'd seen tits and pubic hair, but he was totally unprepared for the thick dribbling wet folds of flesh that she was showing him. Her mouth was going crazy on his cock, and suddenly he wanted to touch her again. He wanted it very much.
He put his hand back into the slimy hole. Oooohhh, it was so hot and so juicy! He put both hands to it, pulled apart the thick red lips and stared at the dark glory inside. He could see the juice running from her, thick and white and creamy. Without conscious thought, he inched his face upward and lapped at the white creamy fluid with his tongue. It made his mother twitch and gurgle funny noises as she sucked his cock. He was very excited now, his young body jerking with spasms he had never felt before. The stuff he was licking up was sweet and warm, and he pressed his face deeper for more.
His tongue touched a small bump and he explored it slowly. That made her jump and arch her back so her crotch came hard onto his face and mouth. She like it. He liked it too.
June felt the tongue drive at her clitoris and she went crazy. God, she was on fire. She was so full of lust that she was ready to explode. His lovely little tongue was sawing at her flesh, igniting new fires in her belly. She cradled the cock in her own mouth and moved back and forth, forcing the foreskin to stretch and pull all the way to the base of the cock, then scurry forward again and almost cover the swollen tip. She had aroused him well, and his erection was firm and good. She wanted him. She needed him.
Gasping for air, she pulled her mouth from him and pried his head out of her crotch. He started to protest and she covered his mouth with a wet kiss, tasting her own cunt juice on his lips and tongue as she filled his mouth with her own tongue. Then she climbed over him. She could scarcely breathe. The fire in her belly had fanned through her whole body, coiled to a hot wire in her chest. She straddled his thin body, poising herself over his hips, taking hold of his cock again.
"You just lie still, darling. You don't have to do anything. Ohhhh, God ooohhh, darling!"
She moved her body down and touched the tip of his damp glistening prick to her swollen, overheated labia. A tremor raced through her. She held her breath and moved again, letting the warm ripe head of his cock slip between the dripping folds of her cunt.
Eddy gasped. "Oooohhhh, Ma!"
"It doesn't hurt, dear, does it?" She could not stop.
"Nooo, it feelllsss goooddd!" He tightened his body and pressed toward her. His face screwed into a grimace of pagan pleasure, and June sank down the rest of the way. His cock had attained its full length of about four inches. She moved until he could feel the hot wet slimy tissues he had played with lap at his belly and balls. He gasped again.
To June, it felt like a white-hot poker shafting into her. The smallness of its size meant nothing, and it did not detract from the power of the thrust. It had been so long, so goddamn long, since she'd been screwed, she was ready to cum right now. She had to be careful, not let her full weight fall on his body. He wasn't strong enough to hold her up. But, God! she was so hot, she had to ride him!
She began to move then, bracing her hands above his shoulders and holding her weight so the only pressure point was in her cunt. The hard cock speared at the walls of her pussy, diving into them with the fury of lust and driving her crazy. She rocked on it, sending the shaft of flesh as far into her drooling cunt as she could, loving every moment of the delightful fucking. She tried to smile at Eddy, but her face was stiff and twisted with her lust. She could only gasp out her need.
"Ooohhh, yeesss, fuucckk, fuuuccckkk, I want to cuuummm!! I want to cuuummm!!"
His wide eyes stared at her, his body met her need with a fury she had not known he possessed. His hips came up to meet her, his little boy cock stayed rigid and full. She felt the hot warning of pressure in her uterus.
"Yeess, oohh yeeesss, I-I-I-I'mmm cccuuummmiiinnnggg, I-I-I-I'mmm cccuuummmmiiinnnggg!!" The dam inside her broke, letting go the flood of her secretions. The hot coil sprang loose, ricocheted and bounced inside her, setting off more and more huge waves of fire. She forgot everything but the hot passion that consumed her. She slammed her body onto the rod he offered. She felt the firm flesh bathed in her wetness, felt the stiff sureness of it since there was no cum for it to explode and thus deplete itself. Gloriously, she realized his dick was still hard, the erection still good. She gasped for breath and began a second wild ride on him. He looked surprised for a second, but then he pulled his lips back in a tight smile and she knew he wanted more. She grinned at him and fucked him again. Her climax was slower this time, but when it came it was as beautiful and glorious as the first one. Eddy looked a little pale and tired when she finally climbed off him.
CHAPTER FOUR
Eddy lay panting for breath. June put her hand to his cheek and he opened his eyes to look at her.
"Are you all right, darling?" she asked, afraid suddenly that she had done too much, tired him beyond his strength.
"Wow! That was something," he said in awe.
"You're not too tired?" She glanced at his prick and saw that it had begun to go soft.
He shook his head. "No. Boy, wow!"
She smiled. "Did you like that?"
"Boy, I'll say. Gosh it felt so good-"
"Darling!" She bent and kissed him, still stroking his cheek. "It was wonderful for me too."
"What did you say before?" he asked. "While you were doing that? I-"
She smiled. "Fuck. That's what it's called. One of the things anyway. Fucking. When a man puts his cock inside a woman and does that."
"Does the woman always get on top?"
She laughed and shook her head. "No. Either way. Someday, after your operation, when your legs are strong, you can get on top. All right?"
He grinned. "Yeah, I'd like to try that."
She petted him lovingly. "And someday when your body grows up all the way, you'll cum too. A man has a special organ in his body, and it makes thick white juice for him to shoot out into the woman. When he does that, they both cum at the same time."
"When can I do that?" he asked.
She laughed. "It'll be a few years yet, darling. But don't worry about it. You're a marvelous lover just as you are. I couldn't ask for more."
"Mom?"
"Yes, darling?"
"Can we do this some more? I mean it felt awfully good. I liked it." His eyes gleamed.
"Mmmm, of course. Yes, of course ... but it's a very private thing-just between you and me. You mustn't tell anyone or talk about it with your friends, okay?"
He grinned and nodded. "Sure."
She heard the strange whimpering sound then and turned to look at the doorway. She had not closed the door between the bedroom and the living room, and the dog, Shane, was standing watching them. Shocked, she saw the glistening redness of his sex organ where it had slithered out of its furry sheath. She bit her lip. The dog whimpered again.
"Gosh, I forgot about Shane!" Eddy sat up and clapped his hands for the dog to come to him. The dog wagged his tail and padded across the room in slow sure steps, flicking his gaze from the boy to the woman.
June was mesmerized by the animal's huge, lolling tongue and the jet black eyes that stared at her. The dog came to the side of the bed and put his head over her naked thigh. The boy reached and petted him. June sat very still.
"Hello, boy," Eddy said, wrestling with the dog's head in a loving way. The animal shifted its weight, and his smooth fur caressed June's leg. She jerked as though struck by lightning as the dribbly wet cock of the dog touched her bare flesh. She held her breath, unable to move away.
The boy was laughing and playing now, his entire interest devoted to the dog. He could not see the unsheathed penis from where he was, but June could feel it on her leg. She knew she should pull away, be disgusted by the very idea, but she could not. The idea thrilled her in a strange way, excited her, made her feel hot and heavy inside again. It was a long time before she managed to free herself from the pressure of the animal.
"Bedtime for you now, Eddy," she said, hoping he did not notice the quaver in her voice.
"Awww, can't I play with Shane a while?"
She made a face at him. "You'll have all day tomorrow to play with Shane, darling. Now, it's bedtime."
"Okay." Eddy gave in gracefully. He was a docile child who rarely struck out independently.
"I'll get a cloth and wash you off, then I'll carry you into your own bed."
"Can Shane sleep with me?"
"I don't know...."
"Please?" His eyes pleaded with her.
"Well, okay. But I'll have to take him for a walk before he settles down for the night. Did Joey give you a leash?" She talked over her shoulder from the bathroom as she wrung out a warm washcloth.
Back at the bed, she began to clean his cock and balls. He said, "Yes. I put it on the bookcase in the living room." He watched her lift his limp organs and clean under and around them. He liked the way she handled him. Even now it felt good.
When she was done, she lifted him and carried him to his own bed. She put on his pajamas and tucked him in. "Good night, baby," she said and kissed him. She had not put on her robe, and he reached up and cupped one big boob in his small hand, not able to grasp the whole thing with his curled fingers. "Good night, Mom. And thanks-for you know-for fucking-"
She kissed him again and hugged him tightly to her naked breasts a moment. Finally, she stood up and snapped off the light. "Good night, darling. Try to sleep late in the morning. I'll take your dog for a short walk before I leave, but make sure Joey takes him out for a run later, okay?"
"Okay, Mom."
"Good, I'll walk him now and then he can come in and sleep by your bed."
Eddy smiled, and June went out, closing the door. In the bedroom, the dog was still standing near her bed as though he were waiting for her to return. It surprised her. She had expected him to lope off, maybe even try to stay in Eddy's room. But the animal stood still panting at her. His long red tongue hung from the side of his mouth and his eyes followed her every movement. He seemed to be staring at her naked body, but she knew that was ridiculous. She went to the closet for her nightgown, anxious to cover her nudity for some crazy reason. Then she remembered she had to walk the animal. With a sigh, she hung the gown up again and started for the bathroom. The dog moved, crossing in front of her and gazing up at her expectantly.
She stopped and stared at it. "What's the matter, Shane?" She spoke softly and the dog seemed to understand. He raised his head and whimpered, the red tongue made a quick arc across the jaws. He moved closer to her and licked at her thigh. The scrape of the rough tongue froze June to the spot. It sent a shiver racing through her. The dog's tongue licked across her leg again, higher this time as the animal lifted its head slightly. June stood in the middle of the room and waited. It was as though the dog were trying to tell her something but her mind was an absolute blank as she watched the beautiful animal nuzzle between her legs and lap at her damp cunt. The rough tongue scraped into the wet folds, seared over the thick erotic flesh. June sucked air into her lungs and whimpered. She could not move, nor did she want to. She heard the strange snuffling noises the dog made as he pushed deeper into the canyon of her body. She was shivering all over now and her knees were weak.
The insistent tongue moved over her hot flesh, lapping up the remnants of the fuck juice she had produced while riding Eddy's little boy cock and the thick heavy cream of her cum. It excited June, it excited her so much she thought she might fall over as the passion and lust gripped her and made her legs rubbery. Very slowly, she began to back toward the bed. The dog whined and moved with her, still pressed his snout at her cunt. Once when she got a step farther than he, the dog growled softly and she paused. She was frightened, but even her fear excited her.
When she felt the pressure of the bed behind her legs, she lowered herself slowly, sitting on the edge with her knees spread wide. The dog's head was between her thighs and the snout buried in her pubic hair. June could see his glittering eyes as he concentrated on the morsel he sought. Then she felt the touch of the smooth sharp teeth-gently but firmly on her labia. Her clitoris was caught between the folds of flesh and the pressure of his teeth bore down on it.
"Oooowww...." She could not smother the whimper that rose in her throat. The animal's eyes rolled as he looked up at her but his chomping motions did not falter. June was being driven crazy. Her whole body flamed now, and she was shivering with the force of the need that filled her. She stared at the Doberman, telling herself it was impossible, yet knowing that she was not dreaming. The dog was bringing her to a fever of sexual excitement. June's hands gripped the bedcovers and her nails dug at them like claws. She was breathing through her mouth, hard and fast, breaths bursting from her lips in a staccato tempo. She was sweating and her nipples were surging from their beds of coral so hard they hurt. She felt as though her whole body were being pulled into a whirlpool of lust. She wanted to grab the dog's head and force him deeper into her vagina but she was afraid. She remembered the deep growl he had given when she moved away from him. She had no idea what the animal would do if she moved.
"Ooohhh." The need in her was flaming out of control. She could not sit still. The lust filled her as the animal nibbled at her clitoris and lapped his tongue into her cunt. She shivered, fell backward on the bed and hugged her arms to her tits.
"Please ... oohhh, please ... yeeesss, mmmm."
The sounds were low and muted as she pressed her hand to her mouth to muffle them. She did not want to wake Eddy, did not want him to see the thing that was happening to her. Yet she could not stop it. Her uterus tightened and heaved, ready for its climax, ready to cum. She beat her fists against the bed, bit her lip and moaned as she tried to lie still. It was no use, her hips twitched and thrashed. The dog growled menacingly, and even that threatening sound excited her more. She clamped her teeth on her lip and bit hard as the orgasm came, rocking her and setting fire to her whole body. As it happened, she lost control and whimpered and cried out.
"Yeeesss, mooorrreee, oooo, aaaggghhh!!" Her orgasm was a sheet of fire that engulfed her and swept her into oblivion. She felt the dog's mouth pull at her cunt, the teeth gentle but firm in her flesh. She felt the hard, hot tongue lash at her cunt in wide arcs, drinking up the latest flood of cum juice. She thrashed, eyes closed and teeth clenched. And she came ... for a very long time she came ... huge washing waves of delight flooding her and carrying her to ecstasy and oblivion.
She drifted on the heady wave of contentment and sexual fulfillment. Even with Quent, it had never been this good. She lay limp and exhausted. It was a long time before she realized that the dog had stopped lapping at her crotch. Slowly, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. After a few seconds, she pushed herself up and looked for Shane. He was sitting two feet away, staring at her, the long red tongue lolling between the rows of sharp even teeth. She stared back at the animal in the silent room.
Finally she moved, getting to her feet and walking slowly to the bathroom. The dog watched like a sentry but made no move toward her. She showered quickly and then pulled on slacks and a sweater and went to the living room for the animal's leash. The dog trotted obediently to the door and waited.
She snapped the leash to his choker chain and took him out. The air felt good on her warm face and she walked briskly, crossing to the park and letting the dog have the full leash. He was well trained and did not jerk on the leather. June walked him around the park twice and then headed for home. Back in the apartment, the animal trotted immediately to Eddy's door and waited for her to open it so he could enter.
June left Eddy's door open a few inches in case the dog wanted to get out during the night. She filled the water dish Eddy had given him, and then turned out the lights in the living room and kitchen and went back to her bedroom. She closed the door and undressed. She studied her reflection in the full length mirror on the back of the door. There was a new animation to her face, an excitement that had never been there, a satisfaction that she had longed for and needed for a very long time. Her face was radiant. Not pretty, but glowing with vitality and the buried excitement. Had she looked like this when Quent loved her?
Her brown eyes stared back at her mockingly. Admit it, her conscience chided, Quent never loved you. He only used you. She let her glance take in her body, the full lush tits that had pleased Quent so much ... and that had pleased Eddy too. She ran her hands over her ribs, downward to her waist. She really ought to diet and rid herself of the slight bulge. Her hips were a trifle too wide, well padded, a beautiful frame for the dark thatch of pubic hair. She thought again of the dog and the way he had gone after her, and she shivered with remembered pleasure. My God, she had enjoyed it! A dog! A dog had made her cum! It was hard to believe. She pressed her hand hard into her belly. A quick vision of the dog earlier in the evening came to her mind. The dog standing watching her and Eddy. The dog with the glistening slimy red dribbling cock unsheathed between his legs....
Horrified by her rampant thoughts, June turned and ran to the bed. She climbed in, pulled the covers over her naked body and snapped off the light.
CHAPTER FIVE
At the hospital the next morning, June had mixed feelings when she found out that she had again been assigned to the private room of Tony Marvel. He grinned at her as she came in, his eyes bright and eager. He'd had a good night, according to the chart, and it was possible that he would be allowed to go home in a few days.
"I dreamed about you," he said when she went to the night stand and began removing the bath articles. She looked up in surprise.
"You did?" She laughed lightly, trying to ease the tension she could not shake off.
The boy's eyes were bright. "Bring me the book," he said very softly.
"It's time for your bath-"
"I want to look at it while you give me my bath."
June felt the tight drawing in her belly and breast. She knew why he wanted it. She also knew the fantastic danger she was putting herself in. If anyone came in and caught them ... She went to the closet and got out the suitcase. She could feel his eyes following her actions as she opened it and got the book and brought it to him. Quickly, she picked up the basin and retreated to the bathroom. She ran the water fast and tried to blot out her thoughts with the sound of the water.
She had to be careful. Yesterday, the aide might easily have seen what she was doing had the girl walked another step into the room. It had been a stroke of luck that she hadn't-and June knew she should not push her luck. She should have asked to switch room assignments with one of the other nurses. Her cheeks were flushed and her face hot. But she didn't want to-she wanted to be right here with little Tony Marvel.
She brought the basin back and set it on the table. She pulled back the covers and draped the bath blanket over the child.
"Look," he said, holding the open book toward her. "Look at this one...."
She dropped the washcloth into the basin and began to wring it out so her hands would be busyH;oo busy to take the book. But she could not avoid looking at the picture. Tony thrust the open pages right in front of her face.
The picture made her breath catch in her chest.
Her hands dripped water to the basin as she forgot the cloth she was holding. The full color picture was even more erotic than the one he had shown her yesterday. The same three participants were in it, but their positions were altered. Now, the young boy was on the bed with the couple, behind the woman's curled body. She was on her knees, and it was obvious from the angle at which the boy approached her that he was sinking his cock into the tight puckered asshole between her huge buttocks. The boy's face mirrored his ecstasy and the bulging vein throbbing along the length of his golden boy penis was clearly visible. The man lay under the woman, his crotch near her face. The huge swollen shaft of hot flesh glistened wetly as though she had been sucking it only moments before. Her fist was curled tightly around the hard shaft, pulling back the loose covering of skin so the head bulged like a huge mushroom cap. Her eyes were closed and her face ecstatic as the man's cum spurted and splashed all over her face. A tiny tip of her tongue was pushing between her teeth to lap at the thick smear of dribbling cock cum running down her lips.
June didn't know how long she stood staring at the photograph. Again, she felt the familiar heat in her belly, the hot trickle of lust between her heavy thighs. Tony was doing this to excite her-and he was succeeding very well. My God, she was on fire, lusting after his hidden tool. With a strangled gasp, she looked at the boy. He was smiling at her and she could see the smoldering excitement in his eyes. The tip of his tongue was poking between his teeth, moving slightly as though he wanted to lick his lips.
June swallowed the dry thickness in her mouth. "Why are you doing this?" she whispered.
"I want you to suck me off." His gaze never wavered from hers. He might have been asking for a glass of water. He stared at her until she answered.
"No ... I-I can't-"
"You want to." It was direct and honest.
Without volition, her head nodded in agreement. "Yes." It was barely a breath. "But-someone might come in-I can't-you mustn't ask...."
He reached down and lifted the bath blanket she had draped between his legs. Her eyes were drawn to the treasure she knew lay there. He held the cover like a tent over his body. "Look, I got a hard-on."
She saw, and again her breath coiled in her throat. "No, I can't-"
"Take it, please ... hold it a while...." His dark eyes compelled her to move her hand under the blanket and grab his stiff prick. It was warm and lovely, hard, yet incredibly smooth and wonderful. Her hand began to move in loving strokes on it.
"Aaaaahhhh, that's gooood," he said in a hoarse whisper. "Faster, faster-"
June could hardly breathe. Her hand began to pump in rapid motion on the delightful shaft of flesh it held. She could feel the foreskin slip upward as her fist closed over the top of the organ, then slide back as she tugged it to the base. She was staring at the glistening fat head, bulging over her hand. It looked very big and very ripe. But he was a child, his testicles not yet descended ... She pumped faster and harder. The boy moaned softly.
"Suck it-ooohhh, jeeezzz, suck me off!" He was panting for breath, thrashing and trying to grab for her.
She was afraid he would hurt himself moving so much. She put one hand to his chest and pressed him back. The feel of his warm body through the thin hospital gown made her shiver with a thrust of new delight. His huge dark eyes pleaded with her, hypnotized her ... She bent her body and put her head under the edge of the blanket he still held up. Then her mouth was opening, coming down on the golden hard prick, tasting the sweet promise of it. She wasn't sure what happened next. She went wild at the flavor of his youth. She forgot that they were in a room where anyone might come barging in. She forgot she was a nurse and he a patient. She forgot she was a middle-aged woman and he was merely a child. She sucked his little cock with all the violence and passion that had ever consumed her.
His little boy cock was sweet and the pressure in it increased as she worked at mouthing it. Her hand was still at his crotch, and she found the soft sacs of his balls and began to massage them gently. There were no hard cores inside, no ripe manhood. Yet his cock began to seep juice as she speared it in and out of her hot oral tunnel with new lust. She could taste him. He was going to ejaculate! Not the heavy hard semen of a man but the first stirring juices of a boy growing up. She tongued his cockhead wildly, pushing her face in and out of the dark moist haven between his casts. Yet she was gentle, never hurting him, only thrilling.
Tony stuffed the corner of the pillow in his mouth. He was so hard and hot he wanted to scream, but he knew that would frighten her off-make her stop-and that was the last thing in the world he wanted! He was hot and crazy to feel the release of his sexual tension. He had seen pictures in the books of women doing this to men. He had watched his mother do it to his father and to the man who came each week to clean the swimming pool. They didn't know he spied on them, but he did-and he grew more excited each time. And now he had a woman to suck his hard little dick. "Oooohhh, man, that felt gooood! Oooo, wow!" His belly was a firepit. Something deep inside him was pulling and tugging at some hidden spring. The was better than the strange dreams where he somehow grew excited and woke to grab his own cock and try to make it cum. But it never worked. He found some pleasure in jacking himself off, but it was not what he wanted. He knew he had no cum to spurt like the dude in the picture-squirting it all over the woman's face-but he knew just as surely that there was something in there pounding to shoot out.
"Mmmmmppphhh, aaaggghhh, aaaggghhh!!! He muffled his screams with the pillow. The trigger inside him pulled and the bullet of his first load spurted out. Her mouth was hot and hard on his prick. Her hands cupped his balls, kneading high into his body cavity, finding the source of his need.
June felt the hot pressure explode and the warm salty pre-seminal fluid spurt majestically. It flew into her mouth, delighting her tongue and palate with its wondrous flavor. Sweet, young, new ... She kept her motions in rhythm until she was sure she had drained the last bit of the delightful juice from his baby cock. Even then, she nuzzled to his crotch and inhaled deeply of the aroma of his body. Her hand worked the roughly textured skin of his scrotal sacs. The tension in his body eased and she knew she had given him great pleasure. Her own body had found its pleasure too. At the moment of his spurting fluid, her uterus jerked in a spasm of rushing lust, flooded her with hot cum juice. She could feel it bathe her cunt now, pouring along the thick walls of the muscle and dribbling down toward the exit. With great effort, she released the limp pecker and pulled her head out of the tent.
He was lying back on the pillow, gasping for breath. His eyes were half-closed, but he saw her and smiled. "Wow!" He moved his head in slow motion.
June smiled and licked her lips. Her breasts were heaving with the passion that had not quite died in her belly. She would have liked to stay, crawl naked beside him, let him touch and taste her body in response. She drew a deep breath and forced herself to turn back to the basin she had prepared for his bath. The water had grown cold, and she carried it to the bathroom and refilled the pan.
He lay quietly while she washed his face and upper body. The smile still hovered on his lips and his eyes followed every move she made. Neither of them were inclined to speak.
It wasn't until she was pulling the last cover in place on the newly-made bed that he said, "You'll come again tomorrow?"
She felt her face flush. "I don't know ... it's very dangerous-doing this here-I told you-"
"I won't tell anyone."
She looked at him in surprise. The thought had never occurred to her. "My God! I hope not! I'd get fired!" The panic engulfed her much the same way her passion had earlier.
"Don't worry," he said and smiled. "But I want you to come back tomorrow."
Was there a threat in his voice? She looked at him, studying his face for a clue to his thoughts. But he looked cherubic, and she decided it must have been her imagination.
"I-don't know," she said. "I have to do what I'm told. I can't afford to lose this job." She looked right at him. "I have a boy your age at home to support."
That interested him and he began to ask questions about Eddy. She answered casually as she emptied the bath water and set out his clean towels. She mentioned the dog that Eddy's friend had given him yesterday, and Tony's eyes got very bright.
"I have a dog, a boxer," he said. "Hey, hand me the book a sec. I wanna show you something."
She handed him the volume and waited while he flipped through the pages to find what he wanted. He grinned and showed her another picture.
"Did you know dogs can fuck women?" he asked.
She stared at the color photograph. A woman lay splayed on a low couch, face up, legs spread very wide. Between her creamy thighs was a huge black labrador dog. His slippery wet penis was thrusting into the open wet lush folds of the woman's pussy. The dog's mouth was drawn back in a vicious snarl and his saliva dribbled down onto the woman's belly. But she did not look at all frightened. She looked ecstatic. Her eyes were wide with delight, her mouth twisted in a grimace of pagan pleasure, her hands were holding her own breasts and squeezing the nipples upward toward the dog's head.
June wasn't aware of how long she'd been staring at the picture until Tony spoke again. "Can your dog do that?"
She had an instant vision of Shane's red dribbling cock last night and her own reaction to it. Could she have-? No, it was too wild to even consider! She looked at Tony and shook her head. "No...." The answer lacked force and conviction.
"Maybe you can teach 'im!" The idea seemed to delight Tony and his tongue moved across his lips quickly.
"I-" Suddenly she knew that the idea was appealing. The thought of the dog's slimy wet tool going up into her cunt made her feel very horny and very hot. She looked at the boy. "I have to go finish my work now," she said carefully. "Have a good day." She started for the door.
"Hey-"
She turned.
"Better put this away before my mother comes to visit!" He held out the book.
She blushed at having forgotten, took the volume and replaced it in its secret spot in his suitcase. Then with a quick smile, she left the room.
CHAPTER SIX
When June got home that afternoon, she could not take her eyes off the dog. Eddy reported that he had had a wonderful day with Shane for company and that Joey had taken the dog for a run in the park after school. June felt good seeing the animated look in her son's eyes, knowing that the animal was a good companion for the invalid child. But she felt even better when she thought about the things that Tony had said to her this morning.
Was it really possible? she wondered. Would a dog fuck a woman? Any dog and any woman? Or had the pictures been staged using a specially trained animal? She closed her eyes and gripped the edge of the sink as she thought about the picture. My God, what would it feel like to have the beast between her legs like that? She shivered and wrapped her arms across her breasts. Last night when the dog had licked her, she had almost gone crazy.
She finished the dishes and played checkers with Eddy until it was his bedtime. He looked tired from the extra energy he had spent with the dog, and June skipped his bath and the possible pleasure she might have had from his body. She had to be careful with Eddy not to tire him or overtax his limited strength. When he was well, things would be different.
She tucked him into bed and turned off the light and closed the door. For a while, she sat in the big chair and watched Shane. The dog seemed to sense that she was thinking about him, and from time to time he wagged his tail as though to show her he was friendly. At nine, she got up and fastened his leash and took him to the park again.
The brisk walk did nothing to still the desires that were burning in her belly. She tried to talk herself into waiting until she knew the animal better, had its complete confidence and trust. The dog was so new to them, she could not predict what his reactions might be. The idea frightened her but at the same time it excited her too. She took another turn around the small park before she went back up to the apartment.
She dropped the leash on the bookcase and hung her sweater in the closet. Moving slowly, she turned off the light and walked into her bedroom. Only a small lamp was burning here, and she did not snap the wall switch. The shadowed room was more comfortable for her conscience. She had seen Shane start for Eddy's bedroom door when they came into the apartment but she did not cross to open it for him. She wanted the dog here, in her bedroom, with her. She was afraid to turn around and see if he had followed.
With deliberately slow movements, she undressed. She hung each garment carefully, the skirt and blouse in the closet, the slip over the back of the chair. She draped her bra over the slip, then peeled off the white nylon panties she wore. She placed these on the seat of the chair near the edge. Maybe if the dog caught her scent....
She unhooked her stockings and peeled them off, then the thin white lace garter belt. Naked, she stretched, arms high over her head, and she turned slowly to look at the doorway.
Shane stood there with eyes shining. As though on signal, he came the rest of the way into the room. June smiled and walked over to close the door behind him. She did not want any sounds to carry to Eddy. No matter what....
She moved back toward the bed, unsure of how to start the seduction of the dog. He stood watching her, seemingly waiting for her next move. She bit her lip and tried to think. She looked around the room, saw her face in the mirror and her flushed cheeks and bright eyes. She took a deep breath and picked up the nylon panties and held them toward the dog. He advanced a step toward her, sniffed at the scrap of cloth, then wagged his tail.
June had to laugh. She simply did not know what to do next. Last night the dog had made the advances and she had merely accepted them eagerly. Now with the tables turned, she was at a loss. Last night the dog had apparently become excited while he watched her and Eddy fuck. But tonight Eddy was already in bed and sleeping. She was alone with the animal.
The dog was not disinterested. He watched each move she made. But there was no glistening wet prick jutting from his canine cock covering. Only the wet red drooling tongue lolling from his jaws. It gave June the idea. She pulled the small area rug from the foot of the bed and spread it near the night stand. The small lamp glowed its light down on the white furry patch. June lowered herself onto the rug, not taking her eyes off the dog and the rough tongue. She leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs wide apart, forming a deep V between her thighs.
The dog cocked his head and whined softly.
June put her hands to her crotch and pulled the heavy wet folds of her vagina apart, spreading them wide open so the hot slimy tissue was exposed fully. She could feel the cool air caress her inner flaps of flesh and she shivered slightly.
The dog made a sound that was half whine, half growl.
June flicked her fingers in her wet cunt, touched and poked at the tissues until her hands were wet with her own juices. She could feel the secretions forming in her and her belly ached with hot desire. She forced her fingers deeper into her own cavity and made soft, slurping sounds as she poked in and out. Even her own touch on her hot flesh was exciting and June was beginning to breathe fast.
The dog moved a step closer, growled again.
June pulled her hand from her pussy and held it out for the dog to sniff. The animal did so, then his huge tongue lapped at the sticky moisture quickly. His eyes were glittering and June could see the lamp reflected in the deep black pools. She drew back her hand very slowly and the dog followed.
"Good dog, good dog...." she whispered. She smiled at the dog and waggled the cunt-wet fingers. Shane tried to lick them again and she moved them closer to her body. He followed, his snout coming between her thighs and down where she wanted it. She pressed the fingers to her cunt again and this time the dog lunged at her, sinking his nose and mouth into the hot hole she had spread open as bait for him. She moaned and fell back to the rug.
"Yes, good, good dog, Shane...." She whispered encouragingly as the animal nuzzled and licked at the swollen hot tissues of her labia. He touched the clitoris and she moaned and rolled on her wide hips. He stayed with her, pushing his wet snout deep inside her flapping folds and lashing his tongue with furious need now. The animal was making the strange near-growling sound that somehow was a cry of passion. June went crazy.
She could not lie still. She reached for the dog, touched the warm fur of its head, petted him. She twisted her body and tried to look under the animal's hunched form to see if the slimy red tool had emerged from its cocoon, but she could not see. The dog was hunkered down, almost lying on the rug as he forced harder and harder into her cunt. She threw her arms back and abandoned herself to the sheer glory of the animal's huge darting tongue. The tension grew in her uterus, filled her with heady desire and need. Her body grew taut and she moaned over and over as the first orgasm readied itself for eruption inside her. The dog's tongue speared into the slimy wet hot hole, and it triggered her climax. She sobbed and shuddered, thrashed on the rug.
The room was filled with her soft muffled cries and the slapping sound of the dog's tongue inside her. The animal snuffled and gurgled as he drank up the love juice her smelly snatch poured out in its cumming. Even then, the dog did not stop and June began to build a new need before the first one died.
"Aaaahhh, Shane...."
The animal lifted its head and looked at her. She ran her tongue across her dry lips and repeated the animal's name. "Shane. Shane...."
He seemed to understand and he stood up. At once she saw what she had been searching for earlier. The slippery tip of his canine cock was poking from the dark furry casing that normally shielded it. It poked out about an inch, then slithered back into the sheath. June whimpered and licked her lips again. The animal whined and lifted one paw to touch her naked belly. The touch was a Shockwave of hot desire to June. Her whole body trembled and she reached for him, touching the paw, pressing it hard to her belly. God, how she wanted to feel his cock in her. Again the dog responded to her thoughts and the slimy wet pecker shoved out of the tiny hole at the end of the sheath. It paused, then pushed out again. It fascinated June. It was so glossy red and wet she could not take her gaze from it. It moved, got longer. Then the dog gave a short bark and lunged at her. The cock was out in all its full-shining glory now, a dribbling wet thing that stabbed toward June's vagina. She was gasping with excitement, panting for breath.
"Yessss, yes, dog, yes!" She willed him to mount her. The dog hunched between her legs and tried to sink the pulpy wet dick into her hole. It slithered across her clitoris and she almost screamed with the frantic heat that washed over her and the tight hard lust that filled her belly. She lifted her hips to give the animal a better angle of entry into her cunt. This time when he moved, he placed his front paws on her belly, grabbing her at the hips and humping his body to the right spot. His claws bit into her flesh but she felt no pain. His chin grazed her belly and his saliva dribbled onto her naked flesh. But she was too far gone to notice. The moment she had waited for was here. The hot hard slippery cock shoved between her vulva, found the deep canyon of her cunt. It set her on fire, a fire so hot she thought she would be consumed by it before it was quenched. The animal humped and fucked his slippery dog dick into her. His lips pulled back in the same kind of leering snarl she had seen on the face of the dog in Tony's picture book. Even that added to her wild passion.
"Fuck me, Shane, fuck me, fuck me!!" She spoke the words in bursts of breath from her lungs. She could scarcely breathe, and the pressure in her uterus was about to explode.
The dog made a very deep, very strange sound. At that instant, his hot load of cum spewed into her body, filling her cunt with the heat and pressure that set off her own orgasm instantly. She was caught in the throes of it, suspended in a limbo of pagan lust and passion, fulfilled beyond her wildest dreams. The hot animal cum sloshed and bubbled in her cunt, and the dog panted over her naked breasts.
As soon as his lust was taken, Shane heaved his body from her. June slumped to the rug and lay panting for breath. She had never felt anything like it. The animal's cum had been hotter and heavier than anything Quent had ever given her. And after such a long time without a load of semen to fill her belly, this one seemed even more delightful and glorious.
She lay with eyes half closed, unable to think beyond the delightful waves of pleasure that still radiated through her entire body. Her legs tingled, her skin rippled. She sighed. She felt the dog move, press between her legs again. She rolled onto her back and moved her feet apart so she was spread open for whatever the animal wanted. His tongue went immediately to her cunt and he began to lap the mixture of juices that covered her. She moaned and quivered but did not move away from him. It was like a gentle lover caressing her after copulation, and she gave herself totally to the enjoyment of it. The scraping tongue made her erotic flesh tingle as the dog lapped and licked at her. She sighed, wishing it would never end. She opened her eyes and tried to glimpse the animal past her own tits, but the mounds were too high to let her see more than a blur of dark fur on Shane's back.
The dog raised his head and looked at her. She smiled, and could almost swear the animal smiled back.
"Good dog, Shane...." She held her hand out and the dog moved along her side and licked at the fingers, making low sounds in his throat. She patted the animal's head and he pressed his cold nose to her belly, making her shudder with a chill of delight. Then the dog began licking her breast, curving his long pink tongue over the fullness of it, trying to push the oral organ under the heavy dome, and raking the grating surface over the dark cap of the areola. Her nipple tingled, became turgid and popped forth to meet the loving touches.
"Oh ... mmmmmm."
The dog seemed to understand her pleasure and continued his lovemaking. June lay passive but responding inside to the continued play. The dog was really delighting her in a way she had forgotten she could be delighted, perhaps had never known she could attain. She thought about the picture Tony had shown her. At the time, she had been surprised, even shocked, to think that an animal and a human could come together this way. But now it was a reality. Her entire body still tingled with the thrill of that reality. Each moment of the sex act with Shane had been a thrilling new experience for her. Just as Tony had been this morning ... and just as her complete taking of Eddy had been last night.
She sighed. Life was no longer dreary and lonely. She had everything she wanted and needed.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next morning when she got her room assignments from the floor nurse, she checked quickly and saw that Tony was on it. She smiled and hurried through the other patients so she would have more time with him.
When she walked into his room, he was more animated than usual. "You look very pleased today," she said with a smile.
"I am. I'm going home!" Tony's young face glowed with pleasure.
June stared, her heart sank. Leaving. He was leaving. Going home. She was glad for him, just as she was for any patient who escaped the monotony of hospital routine. But she would miss him ... she admitted that silently.
She forced a smile on her lips. "That's wonderful. But what about the cast? How on earth will your mother manage...?"
He laughed. "You gotta be kidding. She wouldn't take care of me."
June frowned. "But you won't be able to walk for several weeks yet. You should stay here where people can look after you."
"That's where the best part of it all comes in."
June shook her head. "What in the world are you talking about?"
"I'm gonna have a private nurse-at home!" He grinned widely.
She stared, aware that her mouth was open but unable to overcome the shock of his words. A cold longing filled her belly and chest and a tight pain slashed through her. She tried to put the smile back on her lips. After all, he was just another patient. She could not keep him here forever. He would be happier at home ... and she would get over it ... Maybe it was better this way. The danger of fooling around with his little dick here in the hospital room had been great, and she couldn't risk her job. With him gone, she would be able to get back to a normal routine at work and save her loving for her own time-for Eddy and Shane.
"That's wonderful," she finally managed to say.
He was still smiling broadly and he laughed softly. "I think it's great. You know who the nurse is gonna be?"
She shook her head, afraid to trust her voice.
"You!" He almost jumped up and down with his glee.
She looked at him. "Me?" She laughed nervously. "I don't understand."
He put out his hand and she moved close enough to take it in her own damp palm. "The doctor said I can go home as long as I have a nurse to care for me there. Mom and Dad said okay, and I told them I liked you and wanted you to be the one."
She laughed again. "But I work here-at the hospital. I'm not on private duty call-"
He squeezed her fingers. "My father talked to the doctor and he talked to the head nurse and she talked to a big shot in the office and it's all set-if you'll say yes." His huge dark eyes stared at her, begging her and stirring some deep thing inside her. "We would be together a lot then," he added softly. "We wouldn't have to hurry, like now-" He lifted her hand and slipped it under the cover and laid it on his crotch. He was warm and soft and lovely.
June tried to think. It was impossible-it couldn't be all arranged. But he was telling her it was, and she knew that somehow his family had managed it. She'd known they were rich, but she hadn't realized the power they wielded here at the hospital. She felt the excitement rise and bubble in her. With him all the time ... no rush ... God, the things they could do!
Then, as quickly as it had come, her elation vanished. She smiled sadly at Tony. "I'm sorry, I can't do it."
He frowned. "Sure you can-I told you it's all arranged. My dad took care of everything-"
"Tony, I would love to but it's impossible." She squeezed his genitals as he pressed hard on her hand under the covers. "I just can't do it."
He looked close to tears, looked like the young child he was. A child disappointed because he couldn't have his new plaything. She squeezed him gently again. "Why not?" he asked, and she could tell he was close to tears.
"I think I mentioned to you that I have a boy at home who's close to your age. His name is Eddy and he can't walk either. He isn't in a cast like you, his legs are hurt. He needs an operation, maybe several operations, to fix them. He may be able to walk then."
Tony's eyes clouded, then brightened. "But you'll make more money if you work for us-my dad said private nurses get lots of dough."
The thought hadn't occurred to June and now it added to her misery. "But Eddy needs me at home. I have to be there to fix his supper and put him to bed. Don't you see, Tony, I couldn't take any job that kept me away from him. And of course I couldn't afford to pay someone else to come in and take care of him-besides I wouldn't want to. Eddy is all I have."
He looked at her with brooding eyes. "Don't you have a husband?"
She shook her head. "No. There's just me and Eddy. Oh, and Shane. That's Eddy's new dog. He just got him a few days ago, remember, I told you."
Tony nodded. He let go of her hand then and she withdrew it from the covers and started to prepare his bath. He seemed very thoughtful, lost in some contemplation he did not share with her. She worked efficiently but quietly and left him to the problems he seemed to have. She felt bad about disappointing him. She felt even worse at not being able to accept the offer. It would have been nice to get away from the drudgery of the hospital and enjoy her work so fully.
He seemed too preoccupied to care if they engaged in any sex play, so she did not try to rouse him. She washed him carefully and simply enjoyed handling his firm young body. He did not gain an erection to lure her to deeper involvement. And he did not ask her to get out the book for him. She felt a twinge of disappointment at that, since each viewing she'd had of the book and its lewd pictures had brought her to some new adventure in sex. But she said nothing.
When she was ready to leave, she smiled at him, as she stood at the side of the bed to say good-bye. "I'm going to miss you, Tony. Be good and get well fast. Maybe some day, when you're strong and well, we can see each other again. Would you like that?"
He smiled. "Sure. But don't be so sure this is good-bye. I don't want it to be."
She touched his cheek and stroked his hair. "I don't either, Tony. But sometimes we have to do things we don't like to do or want to do."
"Will you stop in before you go off duty?" he asked. "My folks aren't sending the ambulance for me until three o'clock."
She smiled. "Sure. I'll come on my lunch hour-about one or one-thirty?"
"Great. Maybe I'll think of something by then." He sounded very confident.
She bent and kissed his lips lightly then. Her heart was dull and heavy as she picked up the soiled linens and left the room.
She worked mechanically through the rest of the morning. When her lunch break finally came, she didn't even bother to go to the cafeteria. She wouldn't be able to eat a bit. Her throat was filled with the huge lump she could not swallow.
Tony was jubilant when she came in. She saw that a phone had been brought to him and sat now on the bedstand. He grinned at her.
"It's all fixed!" He almost shouted with joy.
She laughed. "What's all fixed, Tony?" She wished she could feel as happy as he.
"I talked to my dad and mom too. You can still come and be my nurse. They said it's okay for you to bring Eddy and Shane too."
"What?!"
He babbled excitedly. "My dad says Eddy can have his own room with a garden right outside his windows. The house is all on one level and he can push his chair any place he wants to go. He can get outside whenever he wants to. And hell be lots of company for me. Aw, please say you'll come!"
She chewed at her lip. It was unbelievable! Everything was happening so fast she simply could not believe it! But he was tugging at her arm, demanding an answer.
"I-well-I-oh, Tony. I just don't know what to say! I'm so surprised! Are you sure-?"
"Here-" He lifted the phone and handed it to her. "Call my dad yourself if you don't believe me! He said it's okay. You can come with me in the ambulance or if you want to go home and pack. Dad'll send a car for you later. Say yes, please!"
She ran her tongue over her dry lips. "Yes! Of course I'll come!"
He tried to pull himself up and hug her, and she bent over and wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her face to his. "Of course I'll come," she said again, and together they laughed in glee and anticipation.
There were a lot of things to settle before she left for the day. Tony's father had indeed cleared her leaving with the hospital supervisors. The director of nursing treated her with something akin to awe as she verified the leave for private duty.
"Mr. Marvel was most insistent that you be the one to care for his boy," the woman said. "Of course your job here will be waiting for you when you come back." The woman smiled warmly.
June thanked her, realizing what a departure from procedure this was. She had never heard of anyone being granted such privileges before in her years at the hospital. She left the director's office with her heart pounding. Private duty with Tony Marvel was going to be like a vacation. And it would be a wonderful change for Eddy too. He would enjoy the other boy's companionship and the new surrounding.
She hurried home when she got off and rushed to tell Eddy the good news. She was laughing and so excited, she had to start over when he protested he didn't understand what she was talking about.
"I have a new job for a few weeks, and you get to come with me. We can be together all day, won't that be wonderful?"
"Sure-but where is it?"
"A big house. My patient is a boy just about your age who was hit by a car and had both his legs broken."
"Gee, that's awful," Eddy said in genuine sympathy. "Will he be all right?"
She bent and kissed him, touched by his thoughtfulness. "Yes, hell be fine. His legs are in casts and it will be a little while before he can run around, but hell be okay. But he wants to go home from the hospital, and his mother and father want him to come home, but they can't take care of him all alone. So they want me to come to the house and stay and take care of him. And when I told them I couldn't leave you and didn't want to go, they said-bring him along!"
"Gosh, it's like a trip-"
"Yes. Mr. Marvel is sending a car to pick us up in a few hours so we have to decide what we need to take-"
Eddy's face suddenly grew serious. "What about Shane?" he asked in a very small voice.
June hugged him. "Shane gets to go on our vacation too! Tony said so!"
Joy lit his face and he laughed again and clapped his hands for the dog. Shane loped to him and laid his head in the boy's lap. Eddy roughed his fur and hugged the animal. "Hear that, boy? We're going on a visit."
June wheeled the chair into the bedroom and Eddy chattered excitedly as she began to pack his things first. She talked to him, telling him about the house as Tony had described it, with the gardens he could wheel himself to and the big yard. She told him about Tony's dog so Shane would have a playmate too.
When she had his things ready, she went to her own bedroom and packed a bag. The excitement was strong now, and with everything set, it was hard not to think of some of the things she had not talked about. Not even with Tony.
Tony had been brimming with his plans for her-and under them all she knew was a hidden reason. Tony wanted to continue the sex play they had started in the hospital. That was why he had insisted on her as his nurse instead of letting his doctor call the nurses registry and find any of a dozen other qualified women for the job. And one underlying reason she had gone along with the idea once the problem of Eddy and Shane was resolved, was that she wanted to continue the sex play too. It had excited her to have Tony that way, to see the picture he had shown her and to do the things the pictures had depicted. If she lived in at the Marvel household, she knew these pleasant things would continue. And she liked the idea very much.
CHAPTER EIGHT
They were impressed by the sleek black Mercedes that came to pick them up a little while later. The chauffeur carried their bags out, then lifted Eddy easily and placed him in the back seat of the car. June brought the dog down and as soon as the man had stashed the folding wheel chair in the trunk, he held the door for her and helped her into the seat beside Eddy. He offered to take the dog in front but Eddy didn't want to let go of the animal. The man, who said his name was James, smiled and coaxed Shane into the back of the car then got behind the wheel.
June watched the man as he drove effortlessly through the city traffic. He was middle aged and pleasant faced, with thinning brown hair and gray eyes. From time to time she caught his glance at her in the rear-view mirror, and she smiled warmly. She felt so good-so relaxed yet excited.
The Marvel home was on the other side of town and the ride was pleasantly long. The driver was expert at his job, and the car was a dream of comfort. Eddy kept babbling about anything and everything. He was enjoying himself so obviously that June had to smile. For Eddy's sake, she was glad the job offer had come along.
The house was set back from the end of a cul de sac street and enclosed in a high fence and hedge border. The man at the wheel unlocked the gate and fastened it again after they had gone through. Then they went up the long curving drive, through a park-like setting. The house itself sat on a knoll and the drive curved in front of it and a spur went off around the house to a garage beyond. The house was enormous. It sprawled on the hilltop like the lord of a manor, with ells and wings going off to each side and the center part of the house shaped around a huge garden patio. A uniformed maid met them at the door and took them into the large room that faced on the patio. A man and woman were sitting with drinks in their hands.
The man got to his feet and smiled. "You must be June Amherst. And Eddy. I'm Sheffield Marvel. This is my wife, Diane." He moved to shake June's hand and then pushed Eddy's chair close to the large glass doors that led to the outside.
He was tall and handsome, reminding June a lot of Tony-with the same incredible dark eyes and curled hair. He wore a pair of gray slacks and a white sports shirt open at the throat. Small tight curls of dark hair were visible in the V-neck of the shirt. He went back to the table and picked up his drink and finished it in one swallow. The ice clinked against the glass as he lowered it and smiled at June again.
"We were just having drinks before dinner. What would you like? "
June stammered, "I-I really shouldn't-"
"Nonsense," he said warmly. "This isn't a formal job. We want you both to feel at home. A martini?"
June nodded mutely and he turned to his wife. "Another for you, baby?"
"Mmmmmm, sure." She held out her empty glass and then turned to smile at June. "Welcome-June. May I call you June?"
June nodded. "Of course."
"Call me Diane," the woman said with another quick smile. She was an attractive woman, about thirty-five, blonde and blue eyed with honey-colored complexion. She was tall and thin with a superb figure, big tits over a narrow waist and gently flaring hips, long legs. She was wearing a lime green minidress that exposed a lot of her flesh but on her it looked good. June felt herself being slightly envious. Next to her, June felt dowdy and dumpy. Even Eddy could not take his gaze from the beautiful woman on the white sofa.
Sheffield Marvel handed each of the women a thin-stemmed glass and then went back to the bar at one side of the glass doors. "Coke for you, Eddy?"
"Huh? Oh, sure, thanks."
"Tell you what," the man said. "Why don't I fix two of them and take you in to meet Tony? He's been waiting impatiently for you to get here."
"Okay."
A moment later, Eddy was holding two glasses of Coke and Sheffield Marvel was wheeling the chair out of the room. "Tell your dog to come along too," he said.
Eddy grinned and whistled for Shane to follow.
When they were alone, Diane lifted her glass in a toast. "To you, June, and your stay with us. May it be long and delightful."
June was flattered and inclined her head to acknowledge the toast and then sipped the martini. It was cool and tart and very nice. June polished off about half of what was in her glass before she spoke again.
"Tony was quite taken with you, you know."
June blushed, wondering what the woman would say if she knew what had gone on between June and Tony. "He's a nice boy. You can be proud of him," she said.
"Yes. But all the same I'm awfully glad you are going to take on his care. I'm not much when it comes to nursing. Never was." She sipped at the cocktail again. "We want you to make yourself completely at home. Any of the servants can show you around the house. Tony and Bradley have rooms in the east wing. We've put you in the room next to Tony in case he calls during the night. Eddy is on the other side of you."
"Tony didn't mention Bradley."
She laughed. "That sounds like him. Brad is our other son. He's sixteen. He's in school, of course, so he's little company for Tony. Not that he'd do much even if he were here. There's five years difference in their ages, and it's quite a gap. They have little in common. They're more rivals than brothers." She worked at her drink again, smiling. She looked toward the door as her husband reentered the room.
"Well, those two are going to get along fine. The dogs, too," he added with a laugh. "I told Germaine to bring them dinner on trays, okay?"
Diane nodded and June smiled. Sheffield said, "You'll dine with us, of course, June. No company tonight, so there'll just be the three of us. Unless Brad shows." Both parents seemed to take their offspring pretty much for granted. They seemed very permissive, yet Tony did not seem spoiled.
Perhaps she was being overly protective, June thought. But maybe that was natural with Eddy being an invalid. She couldn't help thinking that it would be good for Eddy to have this change. Good for her too. Idly, she wondered if the Marvels knew about the book Tony had secreted in his suitcase when he went to the hospital. They might be surprised.
Marvel fixed another round of drinks, his own martini king-sized on the rocks. "We're having some people in tomorrow night. We'll expect you to join us."
"But-" June was not prepared to be accepted as a guest and she glanced from one to the other of them.
Diane's eyes made a quick survey of her. "From what Tony tells us, you should enjoy it."
June gaped. "I don't understand-" What had Tony told them.
Both of them were looking at her now, working at their drinks with a steady purpose and smiling over the rims of the glasses. It was Sheffield who answered. "No need to be shy, June. We're looking forward to lots of fun while you're with us. The same kind of fun you and Tony discovered in the hospital. It was a stroke of luck for us that you got assigned to his room when you did."
"I-" June's face flamed red and her tongue felt like a piece of cotton batting in her mouth. It wasn't possible! The man couldn't mean what she thought he meant.
"Vince Harding is going to bring his new houseboy over," Sheffield said.
Diane squealed with delight. "Mmmmm, Astrid tells me he's something else again! For only nine, he's got a man-sized cock, according to Astrid."
Sheffield laughed. "She should know!" They both laughed.
June shook her head and sipped at the martini in confusion. Had she had too much to drink? Was she imagining things? She had never heard people talk casually about these things before. In her sheltered life, she had always hugged sex to her as a private thing that was no to be taken lightly. But these two treated it as a plaything-a game that they could easily share with others and enjoy fully for it.
"Do you prefer boy cocks to men?" Diane asked June point blank.
June felt herself go scarlet and she looked into the martini glass, tongue-tied by the directness of the woman.
"Well soon find out!" Sheffield said with a laugh. The whole idea seemed to amuse and delight him, and he took a long drink of the cocktail. Ice tinkled, and the room was very quiet all of a sudden. June could hear her heart pounding behind her ribs.
Diane said, "I promised Tony I'd let him have a little fun before he goes to sleep tonight." She looked right at June. "He'd like you to help, you know. He says that he got very excited when you sucked him off in the hospital."
My God! June felt her belly quiver. Tony had told his parents what she had done! She sat staring, mouth open, waiting for some indication that they were angry. But they weren't, she saw that now. They accepted this as casually as they took everything else. Even encouraged it.
Diane waved a hand impatiently as she finished the cool gin in the glass. "Don't act so surprised. God, as a nurse you ought to be pretty hip about anatomy and sex! Don't they teach you all that in nursing school? I always thought nurses were the swingingest swingers around." She looked at her husband with a grin. "That time you were in the hospital you did pretty damned well for yourself! Christ, I thought you'd never come home."
He laughed. "I got plenty of tender loving care, baby-"
"I don't understand-" June blurted the words out. "You mean you offered me this job even though you knew that I-?" She could not say the words that would commit her illicit sex act to openness.
Diane Marvel giggled. "Because, darling, because! Tony wanted to come home and we needed a nurse who could keep him happy. And one who'd fit in with our plans too."
"You don't mind-?"
"Hell, no. We believe that the traditional roles of marriage and family are pretty outdated. We've always played openly with Brad and Tony. They know what sex is all about, and they're free to watch or join us whenever they feel like it. Matter of fact, we think it's a damned good idea for them to try anything and everything as far as then-bodies are concerned." Sheffield Marvel got up and went to the bar for another shakerful of martinis. He poured full glasses for each of them.
June tried to refuse, but he paid no attention, putting the chilled fresh glass in her hand and removing the nearly empty one. Sheffield went on. "I have the feeling you feel pretty much the same way only you're a little shocked to admit it. I saw the way you looked at that boy of yours and the way he looked at you. If you two haven't done some sucking and fucking, I'll eat my own cock!"
June turned scarlet again and the man laughed. "See, what did I tell you?" he said to his wife.
"Tony says he showed you the book," Diane said.
June nodded mutely.
"Astrid and Vince posed for the pictures. You'll meet them tomorrow night." She sighed and stretched her long golden legs. Her dress rode up several inches and June was sure she saw a glimpse of pubic hair under it. The woman wore nothing but a tiny sheath. Her tits bounced unrestrained under the low neckline, threatening spring free at any moment. The hard tips of her nipples showed clearly in the bright green cloth. She downed the last of her drink and uncurled, getting to her feet slowly. "Germaine must have dinner ready, we'd better eat now."
Sheffield polished off his drink and held out his hand to pull June to her feet. Some of the icy gin cocktail slopped over the rim of the glass and splashed onto the front of the man's shirt. Instinctively, June put out a hand to brush the spots, giggling slightly since the effect of the drinks was strong. She was electrified by the touch, felt a quiver from his warm chest. He reached up and grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand hard against his hard flesh. His eyes compelled her to meet his look. His other hand reached for the glass and took it from her. He bent just enough to set it on the table then straightened to her again. For several moments, they were locked in the challenge of body to body-her hand still pushed firmly to his chest. She wet her lips with her tongue and breathed through her mouth. Her heart was going like sixty horses, and she felt weak in the knees. He was taller than she, and much stronger. She was no match for him when he applied pressure to her wrist and forced her hand down so that her palm caressed his body. She felt the hard leather of his belt as her hand went over it and down the front of his slacks. June was suddenly aware that Diane was watching from across the room, yet she could not stop Sheffield. She was hypnotized by the warmth of his flesh as she felt it through the thin cloth. Now he pushed her hand to his crotch, and she felt the large bulge of his penis. He pressed her fingers around his cock, forcing her to hold it. His eyes never left hers.
June made a tiny sound in her throat. She wasn't sure if it was protest or pleasure. She was trembling now, excited by the male flesh under her hand and by the sex talk she had heard. She stared at Sheffield Marvel's firm red lips, saw the rows of even white teeth behind them, glimpsed the red glistening tongue behind them. He smiled and she went weak with pulsing delight as her fingers probed into the hidden nest of his sex organs under the slacks.
Diane's voice startled her from her euphoria. "Let's not let dinner get cold, you two. Plenty of time for that later. The night is young...."
Sheffield smiled again and very slowly let go of her hand. For a moment her fingers stayed where they were, cupped firmly over his cock and balls. Then, with conscious effort, she uncurled her fingers and let her hand drop. She heard her breath escape in a long, sighing moan, and she felt the hard, tight tension in her belly. She knew that she was aroused. At that moment, he could have done anything to her and she would have accepted it. Her legs felt rubbery and her pulse raced. She doubted very much that she would be able to eat anything-not food at any rate. All she could think of was sucking this man's cock and bringing it to a stiff erection so she could have it crammed up inside her juicy cunt. And from the way Diane talked, that was probably not such a wild idea at all.
Sheffield hooked his arm through hers and pulled her close as they walked from the room. His hand brushed against her tit and lingered on the high full mound with promise. "Soon, baby, soon," he said softly.
CHAPTER NINE
Somehow she managed to get through the meal without choking on the food. The girl who served it was the shapely little number who had let her in when she arrived. Now she wore a very brief royal blue skirt and a sweater that clung to her high jutting boobs like a breath. The girl was beautiful and she knew it and she displayed herself proudly. Every time she passed Sheffield Marvel, he reached for her-rubbing a buttock, feeling a leg, probing under the brief skirt and making the girl giggle. Diane said nothing about it. June watched in fascination. What would happen next in this peculiar household? She had come here expecting a nursing job but it looked like she was going to get a lot more than that. She might have felt self conscious except that the drinks had relaxed her and the easy manner of the hosts made things seem very normal.
At the end of the meal, Sheffield Marvel escorted her to her room so she could get ready to take care of her patient and her son for the night. He walked with his arm around her waist, fingers tight on her flesh. June felt a small shiver in her flesh under them. She was beginning to like this man.
Eddy and Tony were still together in Tony's room when she entered.
"Hi, Mom, hey, we've been having fun!" Eddy's face was flushed with excitement, his eyes bright. Coming here had been good for him, she thought. It had been a very long time since she had seen him so happy. June couldn't help noticing the book on the table next to Tony's bed. It was the same one he'd had at the hospital, and she wondered if he and Eddy had been looking at it. With surprise, she realized that the idea didn't make her blush.
"That's good," she said to Eddy, "but it's bedtime now. You've had quite a day."
"Aw, I'm not tired!" he protested.
Tony grinned at her. "Let him stay up a while, please, Mrs. Amherst? It's only nine o'clock."
She dug her fingers into Eddy's hair and rumpled it. "By the time I got him into bed, it'll be almost ten. You two have all day tomorrow, and the next day and the next. You don't have to talk over everything tonight." She moved behind Eddy's wheelchair and pushed it toward the door.
"See you tomorrow," Eddy said happily, giving in as soon as he knew his mother would not change her mind. He'd never been a whiner or complainer, and he didn't try now.
Over her shoulder, June said, "I'll be back in a little while to settle you down."
Tony's smile seemed to grow and he nodded.
In the room the Marvel's had assigned to Eddy, June lifted him from the wheelchair and let him sit in the huge cushioned easy chair while she readied his bath. He babbled steadily about the things he had seen and the things Tony had talked about. He was looking forward to going outside tomorrow, exploring the yard. Tony had assured him that his wheelchair would navigate the stone paths easily. He didn't mention the book June had seen, and for some reason she didn't ask about it.
When his bath was drawn, June undressed Eddy and lifted him into the tub. She realized as she bent over that she was a little dizzy from all the gin she had drunk, and she sat on the floor beside the blue porcelain tub in the blue and white bathroom and watched as Eddy washed himself. She smiled at him languidly. She wanted to reach out and touch him, hold him, fondle him. His thin body looked delectable under the shimmering surface of the water. The penis seemed to float up from his body, uncovering the corrugated sacs beneath it. It swayed and beckoned to her, and she found herself staring, unable to take her eyes from the enticing tool. She wasn't aware that she moved until she felt the warm water on her wrist. Her hand was in the tub, reaching for his penis, taking it and closing over it. Eddy watched her and waited. Something was different this time, and he didn't know what it was.
He watched his mother and enjoyed the pleasant feeling that stirred in his loins as she lifted and caressed his cock. She made no pretense at washing him. She only wanted to hold him. Her eyes were very bright but he could not read the expression in them. Other times, he had seen a trace of worry, a hint of delight, when she began to play with him this way. But now, she was almost glassy-eyed in her fascination with his body. Yet her hand was gentle. He liked the way she pushed back and forth on his cock, pulling the foreskin all the way down so the head came out of the covering, then sliding it forward again to cover it completely. He thought about the things Tony had told him-sexy things that were shown in the book he had. The two boys had looked at the pictures and Tony had explained the things that Eddy did not understand. Like Cum. Eddy had seen the pictures of men's cum spurting all over women's faces and bodies. The women in the pictures seemed to be enjoying it, and Eddy enjoyed seeing the pictures. The ones with the dog surprised him, and he remembered the way Shane had stood in the doorway and looked at Mom the other night after she had fucked Eddy. Did Mom know about things like dogs fucking women? The thought excited him but he didn't have the courage to ask her about it. He felt the stirring excitement in his belly as she continued her play on his sex organ.
She came out of her dream-like trance with a start, realizing the water was getting cool. "Oh, I'm sorry, baby. Come on, let's get you out of this tub and into bed." She got to her knees and helped him up from the water. He sat on the rim of the tub while she stood up, then lifted him in her arms. She held him very close, wrapping the huge blue bathtowel around him and almost burying her face in his neck. She carried him to the bedroom and laid him on the bed to dry him.
"Oh, darling," she said, toweling him vigorously. "It's going to be wonderful being here. I like it already, don't you."
"You bet!"
"We're going to have such a nice time-and so much time together." She cupped the towel and her hand over his genitals and rubbed them dry. "I love you, darling, and soon you'll be able to walk and run-" She felt the hot tears sting her eyes.
"Mom-what's the matter?" he asked.
She sniffed. "Nothing. I'm just happy-happy for us."
He stared at her, trying to figure out what she meant. He wanted to reassure her but he didn't know how. When she finished drying him and reached for his pajamas, he felt a twinge of disappointment. He'd thought maybe-
She began to pull the pajamas on his legs. "Mom?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Aren't we gonna-? I mean can't we-fuck a little?"
She smiled and pressed her face to his crotch, her mouth open and her tongue going immediately to the soft mound of his cock. She licked it, caught it and lifted it with her tongue and sucked it gently for several seconds. Then she looked up and smiled at him. "Mmmm, I'd love to, baby, you're so warm and wonderful. But I have to get Tony into bed too. It is late, and I am being paid to be his nurse. You understand, don't you?"
He nodded. "Does that mean we can't do it all the time we're here?" he asked with a frown.
She hugged him close. "Of course not, darling. It's just this once. Well be together a lot more during the days now, and there will be plenty of chances ... don't worry." Her hand massaged his soft scrotum and penis gently. He was so dear to her. Even now, through the alcoholic haze, she felt the stirring desire for him growing in her cunt. She forced herself to finish dressing him and tuck him into bed. Maybe, if he was still awake when she came back....
But he was tired. She could see the drawn look on his face and the heaviness of his eyes. He required a lot of sleep, and she tucked him in gently now. "You go to sleep, darling. You'll feel stronger tomorrow and I'll spend a lot of time with you."
He nodded sleepily. "Allright, Mom." She turned off the light and headed for the door. He called to her. "Mom?"
"Yes?"
"If I wake up early, can I get up?"
"Well, I guess so. Be careful, and don't disturb anyone. Okay?"
"Sure, I'll be real quiet. Good night, Mom."
She blew him a kiss from the doorway and shut the door. She stopped in her own room for a moment to freshen up and run a cool cloth over her face. The dizziness was gone now, but she could still feel the effects of the martinis, and she vowed never to let them press so many drinks on her again. She combed her hair and then hurried to Tony's room. It was quarter to ten. She hadn't meant to be gone so long.
Tony was reading the book. He looked up and smiled at her when she entered. "Hey, look at this picture," he said eagerly.
She crossed to the bed and studied the photograph he showed her. Her heart raced as she saw the naked figures twined on the now-familiar red bed. Knowing that there really were such people and that the Marvels knew them, made the viewing more exciting. The woman was with two men on the bed, one fucking her wide-open cunt, the other fucking her wide-open mouth. The huge cocks bulged and the blue throbbing veins showed clearly. The woman's total ecstasy was obvious. Her hand was stretched across the width of the bed to where the young boy from the earlier pictures sat. Her fist was tightly clamped around his stiff prick, and the boy's two hands were clamped around her hand, pumping it up and down on his cock.
June stared in wonder at the sight. The woman had three cocks. Three. My God! One in her cunt, one in her mouth, and one in her hand. It was unbelievable that anyone could endure such ecstasy all at once. June felt the new moisture between her own thighs as she imagined what it might be like to have three at once ... God, her belly ached at the idea. She realized she was licking her lips feverishly and her hands were shaking.
"Neat, huh? Man, would I like to watch a scene like that!" Tony said softly. He stared at her until she was compelled to look at him. "Come here," he said softly, almost a whisper.
She moved closer to him, the book still in her hands. He reached up and took it from her and laid it on the table next to his bed. He took her hand and raised the covers, slipping them back from his body and dropping them near his legs. He was no longer in traction and his doctor had changed the position of the leg casts so he was almost straight in the bed. Part of her instructions were to move him often so he would not develop sores or become stiff. One of the casts covered the entire leg, the other went only from ankle to knee.
As before, he wore only a top of pajamas. His smooth flat hairless belly and crotch were uncovered ... and they were lovely. Her breath caught in her throat and she felt her heart pound. Her body picked up the signals from her brain, and her female hormones began to flow. She felt the tight, pulling sensation in her breasts, felt the nipples go taut and surge forward.
Tony put her hand to his cock and pressed down. She didn't need any further encouragement. She sighed and began to stroke the delightful mound of flesh. She smiled at Tony, and he grinned back at her, his eyes shining.
His mother had said she'd promised him some fun ... and that he wanted her-he wanted June....
Her hand began to move on the soft stem of flesh, raising it from the nest of warm scrotal sacs and closing her hand around it. She watched in fascination as the head peeked out of her fist when she pulled the foreskin back as far as it would go. The head was darker in color than the column, and the tiny slit pulled open when she applied pressure. She saw the glint of moisture deep in the crevice. She brought her other hand up to touch the incredibly soft silky skin of the cockhead, rub it and savor its growing firmness. She ran her finger along the ridge that formed under the head as it pulled upward and stood out from the column of the cock. In her fist she could feel the straining bulge of hardness as he grew excited. She pumped slowly, not letting the foreskin cover the lovely head she was rubbing. She tickled the strand of flesh that fastened the cap to the stem and the boy's torso jerked with pleasure. She glanced at him and smiled.
"I like that ... do it some more...." he said.
She ran her finger over the thread of flesh again, and then quickly bent her head to capture the tempting package in her mouth. Tony sighed, letting air out of his lungs like a bellows, as though he had been holding it a long time waiting for this moment.
June felt the smooth flesh touch her lips and tongue and a wild fire started in her belly. My God, he was so soft and lovely, so utterly delightful. Now, as she rolled the soft flesh on her tongue, pressed it with her lips and teeth, she felt it gain strength and become harder with each stroke. She flicked her tongue at the tiny rope of tissue holding the head to the base, felt him shiver again. She turned her head so she could hold the organ at an angle in her mouth and then pushed with her tongue so the head slipped out between her lips. Immediately, she reversed the pressure and sucked it back into the warm wet cavity, scraping gently over her parted teeth before it landed on her tongue again-only to be pushed out quickly again to repeat the process. She knew that the underside of the cockhead was the most sensitive part of the sex organ, one filled with nerve endings and tiny blood vessels. This kind of pressure and teasing at it would fill him with wild need, she knew.
The tiny organ bulged and grew to full size. It began to fill her mouth, offer a yielding resistance that excited her more and more with each thrust. The cockhead slapped against her lips and tongue now, making wet smacking sounds that filled the quiet room. Tony whimpered and moaned softly.
June cupped her hand under his balls and began to massage, remembering how she'd coaxed life from them before. His young hairless body was thrilling her and making her hot all over. She longed for the touch of his naked flesh along her, wanting to feel his hands on her tits, in her cunt ... But he was still in the casts that prevented him from moving, and she dared not risk hurting him. She had to satisfy herself with the oral loving of him ... at least for now. The hot pain in her belly became a raging fire, and the pressure filled her. Her knees pressed against the bed and she tried to hold her legs together to feel the tingling sensation the pressure causd on her clitoris. She was gasping, still sucking the now-firm prick in and out of her mouth in quick bursts of hot desire.
"Aaaahhh, ooowwww that's niiiiccceee...." Tony gasped the words from tortured lungs. He was filled with a hot wanting, a man-sized need for this wild mouthing woman. He wanted her to make him feel the way she had yesterday in the hospital. He wasn't sure what had happened, but he knew that something had spurted from his cock when she sucked him so wildly, something that left him limp and very happy. He wanted it again.
She was sucking him like crazy, flipping his prick in and out sideways against her mouth and teeth. She was wild-her hands were all over him. One on his belly pressing down, the other on his balls pressing up. It was as though she were trying to squeeze the cum out of him. And the way he felt, he knew damned well she was going to succeed. He could feel the hard pressure of something stirring deep in his guts.
He rolled his head in sheer delight at the things he felt. It as then he saw that his father had come into he room and was standing in the doorway watching, a wide smile on his face.
Tony tried to acknowledge his presence with a smile, but he was too far gone in the passionate whirlpool. The smile turned out a grimace, lips taut over teeth, eyes wild and wide. His father moved forward a step, stopped and held his breath as he saw that his son was going to cum. His own lust took form between his legs as he watched the bent-over woman pound away at the boy cock in her mouth. Tony whimpered, and she shifted her mouth to cover him completely, shoving up and down with piston-like strokes, hands working his flesh to hold the excitement she had fired in him.
"I'm gonna cuuummmm!!" Tony cried. He felt his whole body respond in that instant, his belly pouring out the juices that she had aroused in him. The muscles of his sex organs tightened in the final spurt of tension, and the small wad of fluid shot out into her mouth.
June felt it, tasted it, and lapped it up quickly. The sweet boy-cum of the child was more delicious than anything she had ever tasted from a man. She kept pumping her hot mouth at the organ until the muscles went slack and the turgidness vanished. Still she licked and lapped at him gently. Her belly was an inferno, a boiling, bubbling pit of fire that had not been quenched. She had made him cum too fast ... her own need had not been ready to be satisfied. The whole loving scene had driven her wild. She felt the hot sting of tears at her eyelids as she realized she had to stop loving Tony now and somehow manage her own suffering in private. She should have fucked Eddy ... maybe he was still awake ... maybe she could go back and arouse him again, feel his lovely boy cock in her cunt....
"Boy, that was great," Tony said, and June lifted her face. She smiled at the boy and licked the last traces of his juice from her lips slowly. His face was relaxed and slightly flushed with the pleasure she had given him. She clenched her jaws to hide the hot lust that still roiled in her. Tony grinned, looking past her toward the doorway.
"It was really great, Dad. She's terrific!" June's heart missed a beat, then raced wildly. She turned and saw Sheffield Marvel staring at her.
CHAPTER TEN
For a moment, she was numb with surprise and fear. Her hands were still on the naked boy's flesh, her lips still moist with his boy cock juices. Guilt froze her to the spot. It was like the fear she had felt at the hospital had finally caught up with her. For moments, the room was silent.
Sheffield Marvel moved toward her with a sudden jerk of motion. June's instincts made her recoil, press against the edge of the bed. Her mouth worked wordlessly. Then she saw the look in the man's eyes.
"Holy Christ, that was beautiful to watch, baby. Now I'm gonna give you some man cock right up your cunt-" He lunged for her, grabbing her arm and pulling her to him. His hand grabbed the skirt of her uniform and tugged it up and his fingers searched for the flesh beneath it.
Surprised, June struggled. "No-"
"What the hell do you mean-no?" he asked with a laugh. "Don't tell me you don't want it, baby. I saw your ass twitching the whole time you sucked his dick. Even if you came, you need some real fucking, I know damned well you do!" His hand was at her panties now, jerking the elastic and sliding under it. The warm touch at her pubic hair made her shiver as she realized how very right he was. She was hot, and she needed desperately to be fucked. His fingers curled into her cavity, prying the lips of her vulva apart, touching her clitoris and making her whimper with hot lust.
She heard the sound behind her and remembered Tony. She swiveled her head and saw him staring at them and smiling openly. She whirled back to the man. "Not here...." The words barely disturbed the quiet of the room.
Sheffield Marvel grinned and poked three fingers deep into her pussy and wriggled them violently. "Why not?" he asked.
For the moment, her excitement was so heady she forgot what her question had been. She was filled with the hot need and desire for a penetration into her cunt. His fingers teased her, drove her crazy ... she wanted to be taken hard ... feel a ramrod sink into her body and demand all the response she could give. It had been so goddamn long....
"Tony wants to watch, don't you, Ton?" Sheffield never took his eyes from June's.
"Boy, I'll say-" Tony sounded like a kid with a new toy.
June was numb, her body caught in the desire that consumed her reason. She dimly recalled the parents talking about letting the boys watch them in copulation. Tony already knew that she was willing to suck him and play with him. Why should she feel any qualms about letting him view what was going to happen? She gasped as the man's hand plunged into her and pulled at her flesh. She wanted him, and she didn't care who saw it.
Slowly, she nodded, and Sheffield grinned. He pulled his hand out and quickly began doffing his clothes. He told her to do the same.
Mesmerized, she moved automatically, unbuttoning the uniform and letting it slide to the floor. She pulled off the slip, dropped it. When she unfastened the bra that held her big tits tight, she heard Tony's quickly drawn breath of surprise.
"Wow!" he said in awe. "Look at the size of those knockers!"
His father didn't need any encouragement. Naked, he reached immediately for the unsheathed beauty of her breasts while she began to skim off her panties. He clutched at the twin domes as she bent over to step out of the nylon briefs and pull off her shoes. Then with a sudden movement, Sheffield came around her and pressed his naked crotch to her rounded ass. She felt the hot hard pressure of his cock in the crevice of her ass, stabbing and leaving a thin trail of moisture in its wake. She still wore her garter belt and stockings, but they didn't bother Sheffield. His hands were moving on her naked tits, pulling her close so he could curve her body to his. She heard his heavy breathing as he squeezed her nipples and made them jut forth in quick desire. One hand slid down over her belly, mashing the slight roll of fat that rolled over her garter belt, diving into the thick crop of pubic hair that formed a triangle below the white cloth. Then his fingers were hot between her legs, prying and probing into the cavity of her lust. Her fingers pulled at the tightly twined hairs, jerking the full lush labia apart and pinched at the smooth wet flesh beyond.
June gasped. Her whole body trembled and she leaned into the pressure of the cock she could still feel at her ass. For a moment she thought he was going to sink his prick into her asshole, and a new tremor gripped her. She remembered the picture Tony had shown her-the one in which the boy was fucking his lovely cock into the woman's asshole. My God, she almost came thinking about it! She wanted to feel a prick in her anal canal. She was hot and desperate. But even more she wanted to feel a hot slippery wet dick between her vulva, piercing upward into the heavenly hot haven of her frantic cunt.
His gripping fingers mashed at her pulpy flesh, digging deep and pushing upward into her pussy.
She reached under her legs and tried to find his balls.
"Hey-" Sheffield Marvel yelped in surprise as she grabbed his hanging sacs and began to fondle them with spastic motions. "You're a hot little devil-okay, you asked for it-" He shoved her forward and she stumbled but he caught her and pressed her over the foot of the chaise lounge near the window. She went down onto the cushioned softness, her legs splayed behind her, her arms stretched upward. Her ass was right at the edge of the chair, bending her in such a way that she felt the cool air rush across the hot dripping tissues of her cunt. Then he was on her again, coming up behind her on his knees, lifting her buttocks and pulling them to separate them at the same time. She felt him grab his own cock and shaft it toward her, coming up from below so it hit the target-the bullseye of her over-heated cunt. It pressed, firm and hot and hard on the wet muscles for an instant, then it slithered into the wet swamphole as though a huge vacuum had sucked it upward. Sheffield grunted and pressed his body to hers, dug his hands under her chest and grabbed her tits.
"Here we go, baby. I'm gonna ride you home!" He began to spear his prick in and out of her cunt in rapid strokes, filling each inch of her cunt with the hard, hot tool that seemed to be a foot long inside her.
June had never had cock this way before-from this angle. The first rush of pleasure gave way to a hot second filling need, and she knew it was going to be good. She could feel the heavy organ stab the walls of her vagina, distend the muscle, stretch it like a finger poking a balloon. The fucking prick stabbed deep inside her, touching the inner opening to her uterus and forcing it under the pressure of its own need. She felt the small sphincter resist, then open to admit the thick ripe cockhead. It triggered an instant climax for her, sending huge rays of tingling delight radiating through her belly. It was like setting off a fire bomb, with fragments igniting every inch of her flesh. She gasped, whimpered and sucked air into her lungs.
"Oooohhh, I'mmm cuuummmiiinnnggg!!" She heard the words without realizing she'd said them. She gave herself completely to the glory of the moment, the lovely prolonged moment of delightful orgasm.
Tony was sitting up, propped on his elbow. "Go, Dad, go! Damn it, fuck her good!!" He clapped his hands with pleasure as the woman cried out and his father slammed the hard tool of passionate flesh into her snatch again and again. He saw the tight look on his father's face and knew that he was not through yet. His dick was still hard arid hot, still wanting more from her before his hairy nuts gave up their load of hot sticky cum. Tony's eyes glistened and he breathed heavily through his mouth. If he could walk, he'd be over there with them, sinking his vibrating cock into her fluttering asshole ... ooohhh, man he was getting a hard-on just thinking about it.
As if he'd read Tony's thoughts, Sheffield jerked his dick out of the sopping hole and re-aimed it at the woman's ass. He was so fucking hot, he needed to feel the tight dry pull of her anal canal to take his thick load of cum. She whimpered slightly, then breathed deeply through her mouth to relax as he pushed the sticky wet swollen head at the tight little drawstring muscle. In the mirror, he saw Tony's rapt expression as he watched them. Sheff smiled and sank his slippery, cunt-wet cock into the tiny opening.
The pressure was almost unbearable, and the dry walls clung to his sticky wet flesh, tearing at the foreskin and pulling it roughly back. The hot swollen ridge of the head was scalded in its own juice and the smearing cunt juice that clung to it. He took a deep breath, pushed harder. His cock began to ooze pre-seminal fluid, and it lathered the hot hole so he could fuck in harder and faster without ripping his flesh off. He sliced his cock into her too-tight asshole.
June felt the tremendous pressure and her body's natural resistance. For a moment she thought she would faint with the pain and the delight, but it passed quickly, giving way to a rush of hot, furious lust. She wanted him to drive his huge dick deep into her ass, force the hidden orgasm she knew lay at the end of the shit tunnel. She breathed through her mouth, huge gulps of air that seemed to grow hot the instant they touched her lungs. The heat filled her body, fired her need.
She moaned and clawed at the cushions under her. His fingers were a vise on her hips, pulling her up to him and holding her so he could drive his loaded cock deep into her anal canal. She felt the pressure of his organ grow, heard him grunt as he recognized the need.
"Yeeeessss," she whimpered.
"Here it comes, baby, I've got a load of hot cum that's shooting out-NOW!!!"
He slammed at her, letting go with the hot spurt of cum to lather her rectum, fill her ass and slosh loudly as he finished his orgasm.
June felt the hot spurt and the deep drive. Her belly roared into flame, engulfing her and setting off the soul-shaking orgasms that lay far inside her. It was as though it had been hiding, waiting for release for many years. All the misery of her lonely life, all the frustrations she had bottled up since Quent walked out on her, found their relief in that moment. She pounded her fists on the chair, wept and cried her delight.
"Aaaarrrggghhh, yeeesss, haaarrrdddeeerrr!! More! More!! MORE!!!" And still he slammed his cum-spurting cock into her, and the orgasm undulated through her body. Shockwave after shockwave covered her. Her uterus seemed to explode and flow together like molten lava. Her legs went numb with tingling rays of pleasure. She sobbed and tasted the salty tears that ran down her face. Her satisfaction was complete.
Sheffield slowed and finally stopped, perspiration dripping from his temples and running down his cheeks in slow rivers. She was still beneath him, limp with the force of her orgasm, filled with his heavy thick load of cum, exhausted. Slowly, he pulled his shit-and cum-streaked cock out of the tight, puckered asshole. She whimpered softly but did not open her eyes.
Marvel stood up, panting. He wiped his hand over his face and turned to Tony. The boy grinned, and his father saw that the scene he'd watched had made his boy's cock hard and he had gripped it tightly in his own fist to ease the pain. Now he let go and the tiny organ fell over as though exhausted. Sheff grinned and spoke to him. "Your nurse is a hot number, Tony." He shook his head in mock exhaustion. "Wow!"
"I sure wish I could walk!" Tony said.
His father laughed. "You do okay, kid. And it won't be long-not with a nice piece of ass like this around to get well for!" He slapped June playfully on' the rump as she still lay panting on the chaise.
Slowly, she began to get up. She felt curiously energetic despite the energy that had been drained from her. Her body seemed alive, tingling and aware. She looked at the nude man standing close to her and at the almost nude boy on the bed. Like father like son, she thought, and the idea made her smile.
Sheffield Marvel grinned at her. "I take it you had a good time, too?" She nodded.
He slipped his arm around her. "Good, we want you to be happy so you'll stay with us a while." He ran his hand over her huge breast and jiggled it in his palm. "Come on, we'd better let Tony get some sleep."
Guilt swept over June as she realized that she had forgotten her nursing duties. She grabbed for her clothes.
Tony laughed. "You don't have to put them on. I like looking at you."
That made her blush. "I have to get you ready for bed now, and no matter what you like, I feel more like a nurse if I have some clothes on!"
They all laughed, and Sheff picked up his garments where he had tossed them to the floor. June caught her breath at the sight of his swaying, hanging heavy equipment. No wonder she had cum so wildly-he was built like a giant! She had to remind herself that she was on her way to get dressed.
"I have to clean up a little," she said. Sheff nodded as he pulled on his shorts. "Use Tony's bathroom if you want, might be faster...."
He pulled his shirt over his head as June walked to the bathroom door. "June-?"
"Yes?" She turned.
He smiled. "When Tony's all settled down, why don't you join me and Diane on the patio? Well have a few drinks and talk."
She hesitated, feeling she should refuse but not wanting to. "I should unpack...."
"I'll have Germaine do it for you."
She shook her head. "I'd rather-"
"Well, you can do it tomorrow, there's no rush. This is your first day."
She looked at him and his gaze held her eyes. There was something compelling in his request, something she could not deny, something she did not want to refuse. She heard herself saying, "All right ... in a little while...."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When June made her way to the patio off the room where she'd met the Marvels earlier, they were already working on tall drinks. Without asking her preference, Sheffield Marvel fixed another glass for her and she sat on the huge lounge with them. The lounge chair was more like a large bed, with the back slightly raised for comfort. There was more than enough room for the three of them to sit-or do anything else they wanted to do. The comfortable chair was covered with a fur-like material that was warm and soft to the touch.
The patio was shielded on three sides by the house itself and it was covered with a roof designed to screen the sun and wind. It was lighted softly with indirect bulbs hidden in the thick green shrubbery and recessed in the walls. The total effect was pleasant and warm. The crisp air that had made her feel autumn was here seemed to have given way to a last burst of warm summer. At the far end of the patio, the lights glimmered on water, and June realized there was a swimming pool she hadn't seen before.
"Tomorrow night well have dinner early," Diane said. "The kids will be here early and we can pick it up from there."
"The kids?" June tried to recall who was expected.
"Vince and Astrid Deming-and Juan. We mentioned them earlier-they're the ones who did the pictures for the book-"
She remembered then. "Oh, yes." What kind of an evening would that be? Her mind began to race over details of the pictures she had seen, and she seemed to focus most clearly on the huge thick throbbing prick of the man-whom she now thought of as Vince. Any kind of an evening with him would have to be good.
Diane was talking again. "Of course, Juan wasn't in the pictures, he's new. What was the boy's name, darling, the one who worked with them on the book?"
Sheffield shrugged. "Don't remember. Astrid goes through little boys at a pretty fast clip, I can't keep track of them all."
June frowned. "What do you mean?"
Sheff laughed. "Astrid has a strong yen for unmatured boy cock. She likes to get a young one, teach him all the things she wants him to know. But when they get too expert, she tires of them. So she goes on to a new one. More fun that way, she says."
June was confused. "You mean that she uses boys-"
"Uses isn't the word she'd pick, darling," Diane said with a smile. "She's very good to them, and they never regret their stay with her. She pays them handsomely for their work-if you can call it that!" Diane sipped at her drink. "She sends them off to school if they want to go or simply puts them back in the arms of their families."
"Surely their parents don't agree to this-" June could not hide the surprise in her tone.
Diane shrugged. "Of course they do. This is the twentieth century, darling. The boys come from poor homes for the most part, and their parents have no hang ups about getting enough to live on any way they can. They don't actually sell the boys to Astrid, but they make the arrange-ments-at least the financial ones."
Sheffield put his hand on June's thigh and pressed his fingers into her flesh. She felt the sudden rush of warmth and did not pull away even though Diane glanced down at the contact. He said, "What difference does it make if the kids dig the scene with Astrid and Vince for cash or they do it for free with their sisters, cousins and mothers at home? Christ, these kids are out of the sex woods by the time they're eight! Astrid is delighted when she finds one that hasn't been used at all-a virgin boy." He grinned at June. "That doesn't happen too often, unless she takes them at five or six."
"You're kidding!" It was out before June realized it.
"Am I? Why does that shock you? You like the taste of boy cock. You're lucky you have a kid of your own. How long have you been having him?" He paused but when she didn't answer right away, he went on. "If not him, you're in a job that puts you in touch with a hell of a lot of other kids. So you don't have to worry about your supply. Astrid has no kids of her own, doesn't work outside, so she likes people to bring them to her. You might say she rents them." He shrugged and tightened his fingers on her thigh. "No one gets hurt, everyone has a good time, and she helps educate the boys-in more ways than one! We do the same for our boys. You do the same for yours."
June couldn't argue with that. Her first shock was wearing off now, and she admitted to herself that what he was saying was right. And she began to look forward to meeting Astrid and Vince-and the young boy Juan.
"What do you say we have a swim?" Diane asked, setting her glass on the low glass table.
"The pool is heated," Sheff said to June.
"I didn't bring a suit," she said, shaking her head.
Both of her hosts laughed loudly. "Who needs them?" Sheff said. "We always swim in the buff. Come on." He uncurled himself from the lounge chair and pulled June to her feet. "You should have followed Tony's advice and stayed naked. Save you a lot of trouble." He began to peel his shirt off.
June hesitated, watching the two disrobe. She fumbled with the buttons of her dress as she watched Diane skim off the pale yellow sleeveless sweater she was wearing and toss it to the chair. She wore no bra, and her golden globes of breasts sprang out in released glory. She had big ones, big ripe full tits that jutted from her ribcage like watermelons on a vine. Only they were a rich golden color, suntanned evenly with the rest of her body. The dark circles of the areolas were like rosebuds at the crowns, buds that promised to open to full flower. She smelled faintly of jasmine.
Diane stepped out of the brief skirt and laid it to rest on top of the sweater. She was not wearing underpants either, and June found herself staring at the beauty of the other woman's body. Her own inadequacies came strongly to mind. Next to this woman, she'd look pretty sad.
If Sheffield Marvel thought so, he made no sign of it. He watched June doff her garments and smiled appreciatively as her nakedness came on display. He flicked a finger at the tips of her tits and coaxed out the nipples. June could not keep her gaze above his waist. His sex organs were dark shadowed monsters between his legs, and the evoked memory of what he had given her in Tony's bedroom was intoxicating.
Diane said, "Come on, let's swim." She walked to the edge of the pool and down the wide stone steps leading into the water. Sheff put his arm around June and they followed his wife.
The water was warm and pleasant. It closed over June's naked flesh like a warm caress, and she was glad of it. It soothed and touched all the wondrous parts of her intimate places. She lifted her feet and swam in lazy strokes along the edge of the pool. She was not an excellent swimmer but could keep afloat and enjoyed the water. The pool would be good for Eddy, she thought, and for Tony when his casts were removed. It was good therapy for her now, and she swam back and forth along the short edge several times.
Sheffield caught her on the third trip. "You're a little fish-" he said with a laugh. "Come on, swim down to the other end of the pool."
She followed him, noticing that Diane had vanished somewhere that she hadn't noticed. They reached the side wall at the other end of the pool and Sheff steered her to the ladder. The patio was in deep shadows at this end, and June wondered why they did not go back to where they had left their clothing. She didn't have to wonder long. As she stepped onto the flagstone apron of the pool, the darkness ahead of her came to light. She stared, unable to believe what she saw. Sheff came up behind her and ran his wet hand over her wet ass. Several feet away, Diane smiled and reached for the towels that were hanging on a gold tree rack next to her.
They were in a huge bedroom. June turned to look behind them, trying to figure out how they had gotten inside from the patio. She saw the huge glass doors that formed the outer wall of the bedroom. She looked at Sheffield with a puzzled frown.
He laughed and took one of the towels his wife held out and wrapped it around June's naked body. He pulled her to his own nude length and pressed against her, using the towel as a sling to keep them together. "The pool angles at this end and part of it is actually indoors. The glass doors open and close over it. Great, unless you sleep walk!" He shimmied the towel over her backside and it made her tits and crotch rub sensuously on his body.
June shook her head in amazement. "This is quite a place."
"Glad you like it-stay a while-" He pulled her close again and kissed her lips lightly.
"Mmm, I'm jealous, darling," Diane said. "I have to dry myself."
"Ha, no you don't!" He pulled June with him and crossed the room. "Come on, I'll take both of you on in a super drying contest. On the bed. He grinned.
Laughing, he tumbled both women onto the huge round bed that dominated the other side of the room. The thick green velour bedspread was like a thirsty towel itself and, as he grabbed playfully for them and they rolled on it, they were quickly dried. And they were quickly excited. Sheffield's playing hands darted at the two crotches, dug into the dark and the golden thatches of hair, rubbed at high mounds of tits, slid along smooth damp flesh with erotic intent.
June forgot any inhibitions she had felt earlier. She began to feel the stirring excitement that came from being desired. She began to feel sexy. And the knowledge that her appetites would be fed made her eager to forget any questions her mind raised. These people enjoyed sex. They were letting her enjoy it. No strings attached. No one mentioned love. No one needed it for the fulfillment of sexual need. It was as if June had discovered something quite new all of a sudden. She had always tied love and sex in her mind, refusing one without the other. She had handicapped her own existence, put herself in a box from which she could not free herself. And now the Marvels were opening the box and she was out. She was learning to enjoy her body, enjoy sex and take her fill....
Sheff's hand was hot between her legs and she rolled and made a grab for his cock. She saw that Diane was sprawled above them on the huge circular bed, her legs spread and her husband's head at the juncture of her thighs. He was licking her cunt! His fingers in June kept a steady tempo with the darting tongue and the man moaned softly as his delight took shape. The cock in June's hands swelled and began to grow hard. She worked it with swift strokes designed to delight him and fire him further. It fired June too. Her belly was hot and warm oozing fluid dampened the thighs that had been cool moments ago in the pool. She had never known it was possible for her to turn on so quickly, and she smiled ecstatically at the pale green ceiling above them. The man's fingers were hard and quick in her pussy, pulling at the thick wet walls of the muscles, exciting her and making her pump faster on his swollen column of hard flesh. He moved his hips and encouraged her.
June watched his flicking tongue on the other woman's clitoris and labia. The red lips were swollen and pulsing with the thick veined heartbeat that ran through them. His tongue found the blood vessel and licked along it. Diane moaned and twisted slightly but made sure she did not pull away from his hungry mouth.
June heard the sound and looked toward it. Someone had come into the room, entering along the side of the pool rather than through it. It was a boy she had never seen before, but the striking resemblance to Tony and Sheff told her this was the other son-Brad. He was watching the scene on the bed with obvious enjoyment, and at the same time he was kicking off his shoes and unfastening his slacks. He walked toward them slowly, stripping off his shirt and pants as he moved. In tight Jockey shorts, he was mansized in the crotch. The thick bulge seemed to grow before June's eyes. He smiled at her and pulled the shorts off.
Her mind whirled. What had the Marvels said-they encouraged both their boys to join them in sexual activities ... Brad was moving toward her now, cock unsheathed and beginning to jump with spasms as it came alive and climbed from its warm bed of balls and sparse hair. Sixteen. He was sixteen. Not young, but almost a man. With a man-sized pecker waiting to make her happy.
"Move over, dad," the boy said with another grin.
Diane looked up. "Mmmm, baby, just in time. Come and let momma suck that lovely tool of yours ... God, I'm so fucking hot I could die...."
He crawled onto the bed, letting his prick brush across June's arm deliberately. She felt the Shockwave of delight race through her. She grabbed for it with her free hand but Diane had already captured the prize of her son's manhood and was steering his hard boy cock toward her open mouth. Her tongue darted out and flicked over the bulging red head of the organ. Dazed, June watched, filled with growing lust and jealousy. She realized suddenly that she wanted to taste the youth's prick, feel it grow in her own mouth. It was full now, swollen and straining against its cocoon of skin. The head popped from the foreskin and his mother gobbled it quickly into her mouth. June felt a stab of painful lust in her guts, wanting him....
She whimpered and swiveled her body on the bed so she could wrap her hot loving tongue around the cock in her fist. Sheff slammed his hips at her face and drove the tumid organ deep into her throat, almost choking her but driving her wild at the same time. His busy fingers beat a fast tattoo in her sloshing wet vagina, and she felt the heavy pressure of the impending climax. She scraped her teeth along the rigid shaft of flesh, trying to find the tiny thread of nerves that would explode his cum. Her own need flared into wildfire, raging out of control. She tried to blow him as her orgasm carried her to heights of rapture, but his hot load of boy cum held back, throbbing at the gates but not breaking through.
June felt the explosion in her organs, the sudden hot drawing sensation, the ecstasy of need filled. It ran through her belly, fanned out and filled her body. She sobbed on the hard column of flesh in her mouth, sobbed her delight and her lust. The orgasm began to fade ... and she immediately felt the new surge deep inside her. She was not done. And they were not done with her. Someone was pushing her, arranging her body so she lay on her back, then climbing over her. She looked up into the boy's smiling face.
"Wanna get fucked now, honey?" he asked.
"Yeeeesssss...."
His full-sized cock came toward her, spearing between her sodden labia, slipping up into the loving folds of her pussy. He was hard and heavy, pushing in quickly and thrusting to the depths of her cunt. She gasped. Brad stared at her bobbing tits as he lunged his dick in and out of her in hot pursuit of his cum. He had watched the scene in the bedroom from the patio, felt the need stir in his guts. When he walked into the bedroom and saw the new woman with his parents on the green bed, he knew he wanted a piece of the action. Mom had sucked him up and he was hotter than hell, and now he wanted to shoot off in this hot hugging tunnel of love. Jeez, she was tight-like a kid. Where the hell had they found her? Ooooohhhh, man, he was going to cum. He saw the glint in her eyes and he knew she was getting hot again. The glazed look gave way to shimmering need, and her body tensed under him and around him. He slipped it hard into her, moved with the strength of youth. He felt her cunt grip him like a twisting knothole, and he groaned with delight.
"Yeeesss, yeeesss!!!" June was desperate to feel the hot load of spurting sperm in her belly. It had been so many years ... so long ... Quent was the only man who had ever filled her with a ripe load ... but she knew that she was going to get one more now. This boy, this child turned man so recently, was going to shoot off in her cunt and fill her and make her cum again....
"Aaaarrrggghhh!! She raised her hips to meet his pounding cock, forcing him to drive it all the way to the depths of her belly, into the inner muscle of her uterus, triggering the deep orgasm it contained. He leaned forward, forcing his body to scrape along her clitoris as he moved back and forth on her and in her. The double orgasm erupted like a volcano. Hot lava spewed from his cock at that instant and gushed into her. She felt the warm flow fuse her joy, and she shuddered with a throbbing spasm of delight.
"Aaaahhh, mmmmm, ooooohhhh!!" She wailed the sounds into the bedroom, unmindful of anything but the huge wave of pleasure that washed over her. It was sheer glory, pure heaven, and she savored each second of it, lost in the heady, heavy ecstasy of sexual fulfillment. All the pain and frustrations of the years were washed away in the stunning cum.
On her, Brad felt the tight hard pleasure of her cunt as he spurted his load of fuck juice into her. Her pussy drank it like there was no waiting, drew the foaming cock juice from him like a giant straw. He thought he would drown inside her, be sucked right into the hole along with the stabbing prick. It was a hard, good cum, one he wouldn't forget in a hell of a long time.
Near them on the big bed, Sheffield and Diane Marvel watched their first-born son ride the nurse's cunt. His firm round ass bobbed up and down, driving his tool into the hot hellhole of the woman. They were proud of his prowess, glad that he had learned the art of screwing so well at so young an age. Diane licked her lips and saw the glistening sticky cock pull out of the other woman's pussy, leaving a thin trail of moisture in its wake as it slapped on June's thigh. She wanted him. She was so goddamn hot for Brad that she ached. And she knew from past experience that he would come on hard again if she played with him. She grinned at her husband and pointed at his ramrod stiff cock, then at June's supine form. He understood, grinned and crawled on top of the nurse as his son climbed off.
June saw Sheffield coming at her and she smiled. She felt better than she had felt for a very long time, and she knew that the uninhibited fun she was having was the reason. It thrilled her that this man wanted her now, wanted to slip his dick into the gushy slime of her cunt where his son had just filled her and made her cum.
"Want more?" he asked with a grin.
"Mmmm, yes ... I want it...." She grabbed for his cock and felt its wetness, knew it had just come out of his wife's cunt. She felt a desire to taste it, excite herself on the other woman's cum, but he was already shoving it up her pussy, diving to the depths of her hot love hole with forceful fury. She forgot everything then but the new pleasure that soared in her belly.
His heavy balls slapped against her spread thighs, teasing her to new fire. The hard giant tool plunged into her, pulling at her muscles and sending rays of tingling delight to fill her. This was going to take longer now that the wild lust had been abated a little by the boy ... she was going to enjoy this one for a very long time. He was too. He grinned at her, and he squirmed so his knees got between her thighs. He raised himself, grabbing her hips and pulling her up with him so her body angled under him She felt the deeper penetration it gave him.
"Oooo, that's nice," she said, "very nice."
"I'm all the way in," he said, and shoved up her again. His fingers clawed into the full flesh of her ass and pulled her hard to his crotch.
With her body at an angle that way, her heavy pendulous tits rolled back toward her and she could barely see over the huge mounds of ripe flesh. He seemed to enjoy watching the jiggling, quivering tits and the huge patches of the nipples at the ends.
"You've got a great cunt, June, nice and tight. The way I like 'em...."
From somewhere behind him, his son's voice said, "Christ, she's almost as tight as a goddamn virgin!"
June had to smile as she realized they were complimenting her. She was glad that they found her desirable ... mmm, she felt desirable, felt good ... and she felt very horny. She smiled and felt the hard stabbing cock penetrate her body and push at her lust. "Oooohhh, mmmm."
She saw the movement beyond Sheffield's body. Brad and his mother were moving into position for some fun. Diane was climbing on top of the boy, holding his hard cock in her fist and aiming it between her legs. She came down on it with a huge sigh of delight, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. The boy grinned at her and grabbed her hips to jerk her tight to his flaming body.
June felt new hot lust burst inside her. Watching the young boy and his mother was almost as exciting as doing it herself. She turned her head so she could see better. Diane was sitting hard on his cock, bouncing and rubbing her cunt on him with erotic thrusts. She moaned softly and he grabbed her bouncing tits and coaxed her to go faster.
Then June had things of her own to think about. The hard shoving tool in her was expanding for its explosion. She felt the movement of the sheath of skin as it clung to her tissues and tried to follow the racing pattern of the hardcore cock it held. June knew she was going to cum.
She told Sheff her need. "Oooohhh, uuummm, fuck meeee, yeeesss ... fuuuccckkk meeee!" She brought her body up to meet his rapid thrusts, felt his hands grip her hips again and hold her fused to him. Another hand came across her body and grabbed a flopping tit. She could not take her eyes from the strained face of the man fucking her, but she knew it was Brad's hand. It gripped her breast, poking hard at the nipple, digging into the soft rough-smoothness of the cap and finding the stiff erection of the bud. The act triggered her orgasm, and she screamed.
"Aaaaeee, ooohhhooohhh, aaarrrggghhh!!!" Her body was slick with perspiration as the fire licked at her flesh and her organs. Her uterus tightened in the gusty throes of the climax, making her gasp and shudder as her cum poured from her glands. She gasped, moaned and let the man slam his need at her.
"Now it's my turn," Sheffield said through clenched teeth. He was still fucking at her cunt in furious hard jabs, sinking his prick deep into the walls of her vagina and flaming the fires that consumed her. The violence of his ejaculation was an atomic blast in her belly. It caught her while she was still enjoying the radiating waves of her orgasm, and it transformed the ebbing cum to another violent spasm of need fulfilled. She was cumming again. "Aaaarrrggghhh!!"
"Ummmm, baby, yeeeaaahhh meee toooo!!"
Her mind soared to the heights of oblivion to which her body carried her. Everything was light, bright, lovely. She was filled with the enormous pleasure that surpassed anything she had ever known. She drifted on the cloud of pleasure and let herself be carried into a pleasant daze. She was only dimly aware of Sheff climbing from her, letting her body back down to the bed. She lay smiling, eyes closed, almost purring.
Someone pulled her up by the hand and she forced herself to open her eyes. Brad was grinning at her. "Let's shower...." She followed him to the gold and white bathroom, unable to think beyond her numbing delight. She watched him lean into the shower stall and adjust the water. Then with a grin, he pulled her in with him.
The first shock of the water brought her alive again. It poured over her fevered body, cooled her flaming cheeks. Brad pushed her to the wall and reached for the bar of soap. She smiled as he began to lather her body.
He grinned at her. "Ever had a man shower you before?" he asked.
She shook her head. "No." Somehow it was easy to be honest with this boy. He had called himself a man-and he had proved himself more than that back on the bed, but she still marveled at his youth. His body was beautiful, strong and firm. He had wide shoulders, like his father, and slim hips. His chest was barren of hair, but a thick crop sprouted around his genitals. He saw her looking and handed her a second bar of soap.
"You do me," he said.
His lathered hands rubbed at her breasts, lifting them and spreading a film of white suds under and around them. His back was to the splashing water, and her body protected by it held the suds he spread on her. When he finished her tits, he moved down to her crotch.
She took the soap he'd given her and began to rub his body with it. She began at his chest but made quick progress across his flat firm belly and to his crotch. She watched her hands caress his limp penis, lift it and rub the bar of soap along its length. Brad indicated his pleasure by digging at her cunt with his soapy hands. She whimpered as he pushed the foam between the hot lips of her vulva. It stang, but it was exciting too. She worked harder on his prick with the suds. The organ flicked slightly, striving for a new erection. She marveled at his ability to come back so quickly. The fortunes of youth, she thought, and lifted his balls with her other hand. He arched his back and the cock jutted toward her.
Brad dug his fingernails into the bar of soap and shoved it up into her pussy. She squealed and the warm stinging sensation hit her, then leaned heavily against the shower stall as he began to move the slippery bar in and out of her cunt as though he were fucking her with it. She moaned and caught her breath as she felt the warmth begin deep in her belly. She was coming back too! The idea thrilled her. Even at the height of her affair with Quent, she had never cum repeatedly as many times as this. All her previous sexual experience seemed very inadequate to prepare her for this....
She smiled at the boy. From now on, she knew that she would never be shy about enjoying sex ... with anyone. She thought momentarily of Eddy, and his lovely child cock so smooth and lovely ... and she thought about Tony, only a little more mature but so much more knowledgeable ... and she thought about Shane, the dumb animal with the talented ruby red cock....
The thoughts made her moan and move her body on his slippery, soapy hand. He had her very hot again, the soap stinging her tissues and drawing out her body juices to bathe them and his fingers. She was filled with sudsy foam now and it was difficult for the boy to keep his grip on the sliver of soap.
He pressed to her, grabbing her mouth in a wet open kiss that tasted faintly of soap. His tongue jammed against her teeth and forced them apart. At the same time, his hand with the soap pushed deep into her. The suds and the pressure of his hand whipped her clitoris to a frenzied excitement. She gasped, and he stroked his tongue against hers, teasing and tasting her, telling his desire without words. She moved her fist harder and faster on his soaped slippery cock. It was full grown now, thick and ready for action. He pushed toward her, and the organ slipped across her slick body. He let go of her mouth then and pulled his hand from her pussy.
"Turn around, there, bend a little...."
She let him position her with her face in the corner of the tiled stall. She felt his hands explore her rump, go between her legs, pry at her cunt. He pushed her ass until she was at the angle he wanted, then he bent his knees and come up behind her, spearing toward the flapping loose folds of her wet vagina. He missed on the first try and she whimpered as the hard prick slashed against her clitoris quickly. He bent her a little more and tried again. This time his aim was perfect and the hard hot pecker bolted into her.
Her gasp this time was of pagan pleasure. The hard column of flesh ripped at her cunt, scalding her with the stinging suds it drove clear up her belly. It was like gasoline poured on a fire. The huge hot wave flooded her. She pressed her hands to the slippery tiles trying to get a hold of them to support herself. The stabbing tool jabbed her forward, pressing her against the wet wall, feeling as though it would come through the walls of her belly, but pulling back for another thrust before she could cry out.
He gripped her hips and molded his crotch to her ass. His prick was a ramrod of hot steel driving into her with exotic fury. The tidal wave hit her, and her orgasm left her weak and babbling. She clung to the walls, pressed her face into the corner and moaned her delight. And still the hard shaft was there, full and fucking. Her cum seemed to spur it to new action, and she felt a new hot tension begin to build.
He pulled out then and she knew before he touched her what he was going to do. She did not protest. She wanted him to fuck her asshole. The hard tip of his cock touched the tight muscle and he moved the organ with his hand until the tiny sphincter was coated with the thick slimy juice he had drawn from her cunt. Then he pressed harder, forcing the muscle to give.
June opened her mouth and breathed deeply. The pain at her asshole was intense as he shoved relentlessly into her. She sucked in huge gulps of air and her head spun dizzily.
Then he was in. She felt the give of the tiny muscle, felt the hot tip of his cock enter the dry hole of her anus, felt the pulling wetness ooze from his organ to sear her flesh. A moment later, he made a harsh strangling sound, and she felt the tiny spurt of his pre-seminal fluid soak the passage. He moved in the rest of the way, his whole cock sinking into her asshole, being swallowed by the hot, hugging tunnel.
It shocked June when she realized that she was getting very excited again. The long prick shoved so far into her body it felt as though it were hitting her uterus too ... and she felt the hot lust gnaw at her. He was going to make her cum! He was going to make her cum by fucking her asshole!!
She tried to tell him, but the sound came out as a whimpering sob. He slid his hands around her body, pushing at her belly to drive himself deeper into her ass. Then he grabbed her tits, squeezing them and mashing them as his body slapped in and out of hers. They were plastered together by the wet suds and the hot, lusting need.
"Christ, I'm gonna cuuum!!!
He shoved into her, impaling her on the shaft of his horny flesh, stabbing her with the near-explosion pressured bomb.
"Here it cuuummmmssss!!!" He gurgled and gasped as the hot semen spewed from him again and filled the hot tunnel of her asshole.
June felt the hot surge. It triggered her own fire, and her uterus poured out hot thick juice to flood her cunt. As his hot load shot into her asshole, her own hot load of cum poured out of her pussy. She sobbed and buried her face in her wet hands as the waves of ecstasy ricocheted through her whole body. When Brad finally pulled his shitty cock from her, she could hardly stand up. He turned her around and finished washing her gently.
CHAPTER TWELVE
She'd made her way to her room in a daze after that. Brad grinned and disappeared in his own room, still naked as he had dried himself from the shower. June had not bothered to go past the pool and get her own clothes since she was numbed with tiredness now and could only think of falling into bed and sleeping. She had wrapped one of the huge bath towels around her nudity and padded barefooted along the halls.
In her own room, she brushed her teeth and combed her tangled hair. She pulled back the covers and was crawling between the cool sheets when she heard Eddy call her from the next room.
Frightened that he might have needed her when she was not available, June jumped up and grabbed a robe. She was running toward Eddy's room as she pulled it on.
She left the hall door open so some light came into the blue and white bedroom. "Darling? Are you all right?" she called to her son.
She went quickly to the bed. "What's the matter, darling?" He was lying with his eyes open and she put her hand to his forehead automatically, but there was no sign of fever.
"I'm okay, I just can't sleep."
She let out her breath in a sigh. Her fears vanished and she smiled at him. "All the excitement, young man."
"I guess so, Mom."
She sat on the edge of the bed. "It's late though, everyone else is asleep." It was a lie, but it would help him relax. She petted his head, brushing his hair away from his cheeks and forehead.
"I thought I heard voices," he said.
Brad saying good night ... thank God he hadn't seen them ... She smiled. "Maybe, but now it's time to sleep. Want me to sit with you a while?"
He didn't answer right away and she peered at him closely. "What's the matter, Eddy?"
He took a deep breath. "Mom-?"
"Yes?"
"I-could I-?"
"Can you what?" she prompted. "Can I sleep with you-? Just this once, I mean I'm not scared or anything, but I-"
She leaned over and hugged him. "Darling ... I know, it's all the excitement of a move, a new place, new people...."
"Can I? Huh?"
She looked at him. "Well, all right." She stood up and pulled back the covers. He looked so tiny and so trusting lying in the big bed. She bent and lifted him in her arms, pressing her face to his cheek. "Come along then, Mr. Amherst."
In her own room, she put him in the bed and started to take off her robe. She remembered then that she had not put on a gown and she hesitated, wondering what she should do. The robe had come open and the boy was looking at the white expanse of flesh that was visible at her thighs and bosom. He had already seen her naked, she thought, more ... they had been lovers. She took the robe off and draped it over the bottom of the bed before she turned off the light and got in beside him. He moved to her immediately and she cradled him in her arms. His breath was hot on her naked breast and she felt him press to her along the length of her nude body.
"Are you cold?" she asked as he shivered slightly.
"No." His answer was muffled from her breast.
They lay in silence for several moments before she felt the tentative touch at her nipple. His lips brushed at it, then opened and took it lightly between them. In the darkness, June smiled and held him closer. It felt so good to have him suck at her this way, so gently, a child's passion....
It was long time before he asked, "Mom?"
"Yes, baby?"
"Will you suck me...?"
"Of course." She moved down his body, unfastening the fly of his pajamas as she reached them, skinning them off his wasted legs. She found the nest of his genitals and lifted the lovely little cock from it. Gently, she put it in her mouth and sucked. The boy sighed. At first she let her tongue caress the soft organ very gently, trying to soothe the boy and put him to sleep, put his body had ideas of its own, and the tiny penis began to stiffen. Her mouth worked at it more eagerly, tasting its fullness with new awareness and appreciation. She enjoyed the striving growth of the tiny penis, loved the hairless soft sacs under it. She cupped them now in her palm and pressed gently upward in search of the testicles that had not yet descended.
Her tongue lavished affection of the little tool, pushing back the loose foreskin and exposing the small bulge of the head of the organ. She searched with her tongue until she found the slit at the peak of the head, then pushed at it, forcing her tongue into the cavity as far as she could get it.
Eddy sighed heavily and she knew she was pleasing him. She would suck him until his tensions were gone, his body relaxed. And tomorrow ... maybe then she would once again let him enjoy pleasing her ... she wanted to feel this lovely young flesh inside her again. She shivered when she thought of how wonderful he had been in her, sinking the first hardness of his youth into her waiting cunt ... she remembered how she had cum ... was it only two days ago? It seemed hard to believe. She had been so lonely then ... and now her life was so full ... so happy....
She caught the loose layer of foreskin between her teeth lightly and moved her head in quick stabs at him so his cock sprang from its coat and pushed at her tongue. She felt him stiffen, his body tense. She knew he was close to the satisfaction he needed. She felt warm and wonderful all over and she sucked him harder and faster, throwing back the covers then and rolling him to his back so she could get at him more easily. He made small animal sounds in his throat, and then his cock tensed in a final thrust as it shot out the tiny wad of joy his body manufactured.
June laughed softly and slowed her sucking motions while he relaxed again. His body crumpled to the bed and his cock began to go limp on her tongue. Not yet a man, Eddy had experienced the forerunner of true orgasm-a boy cum. Gently, she withdrew the prick from her mouth and lay beside him again, pulling the cover up but not bothering with his pajama bottoms. He sighed again and cuddled to her breast. In moments, he was asleep.
June closed her eyes and thought about all the things that had happened the past two days. Then she smiled and fell asleep too.
When she woke in the morning, Eddy was still fast asleep, and she slid from the bed carefully so as not to wake him. She would let him sleep as late as he could, get all the rest he needed. Maybe later, she would take him into the pool for exercise. As soon as he got strong enough, and as soon as she had enough money saved to pay the costs, Eddy would have his surgery ... and maybe Eddy would walk. It was her dream in life to have him be able to do the things other kids did, to live a full and happy life.
June was soon caught up in the activities of the day. She bathed Tony and got him ready for the day. She brought breakfast for him and Eddy on trays so they could have each other's company. She had been surprised to find Shane in Tony's bedroom when she came back with the trays, and Eddy grinned and pointed to the open windows that led to the yard. Tony said he liked the idea of the dog with them, so she didn't chase the animal out. She asked Tony about his dog and was told he was in his kennel at the back of the house and the gardener would let him out later.
Tony's doctor came in midmorning and pronounced the boy as fit as a fiddle under the circumstances. The move from the hospital had gone well and Tony had no ill effects from it. The physician estimated that it would be two more weeks before the casts could be removed, and then several more weeks before Tony had his strength back enough to pick up his usual routine.
In the afternoon, she pushed Tony on a portable cot to the patio. Eddy wheeled himself out in his chair. Sheffield had gone off to his office, and Diane was busy handling household chores and sunning. The day passed lazily and quickly.
The doctor had said Tony should sit up for short periods now, and he was elated to be able to join the family at supper. It was awkward for him with the two bulky casts, but the gaiety of the occasion made it worthwhile.
During dessert, Tony asked about the people who were coming that night. June had forgotten that company was expected.
"Can I stay up when they get here?" Tony asked.
His mother shook her head. "Darling, it will be too late, you need your rest...."
"Aw, please, for a little while. You promised last time when I couldn't go over to their house...."
"I know, darling, but that was before your accident. I didn't know that you'd be just out of the hospital...."
"I'll rest after dinner. I'm not tired. Please? I want to see the dog do his thing."
Sheffield laughed. "That's what we get for being so honest with our children, darling. Let him come.
For a little while anyway. June will be there and if Tony gets tired, she'll be able to put him to bed."
Diane grinned at June. "If we can pry her away from Vince and Juan and the dog!"
June recalled being told that couple who were coming were the ones who'd posed for the pictures. And they were bringing their new houseboy-Tiine years old. Her heart skipped a beat and she smiled nervously. "I'll keep an eye on him."
"If it's a party, can I come?" Eddy asked eagerly.
June looked at him in surprise. She had forgotten about her son. She caught Diane's amused look. "That's up to your mother, darling," she said to him. Eddy turned to plead with his mother.
"Can I, Mom? Can I, please?"
"Oh, let him," Sheffield said. "It'll be good for him."
"That's how I got my start," Brad chimed in. "A party with Vince and Astrid is something no boy should miss!" He winked at his brother and at Eddy.
Eddy looked back at his mother. "Can I?"
"All right-for a little while. But you need your sleep too! The first yawn and I ship both of you off to bed.".
They finished dinner and June insisted on the two young boys resting until the company arrived. She lay down in her own room to make sure they were quiet. She was excited about the prospect of new adventures. And about meeting Vince and Astrid and Juan. Somehow, the thought of the boy pleased her a lot, as much as the thought of the dog. Would it be the same black lab that she had seen in the photographs in the book? She grew excited at the thought.
Diane had warned her to dress casually, and June put on a loose caftan of shimmering green and blue silk. She could not bring herself to go without underwear, but she left off her stockings and garter belt. She couldn't help thinking she was too fat and jiggly to go braless. She slipped sandals on her feet and then went to ready the boys for the big night. She got each of them into their pajamas and robes, even though Tony protested he needed neither. Sheffield came to wheel the portable cot for Tony out through the patio and across the garden to the living room in the center wing of the building. June pushed Eddy's chair.
They had barely gotten to the living room when Astrid and Vince came in with Diane. A few steps behind them, staring at the house and the people with huge chocolate-colored eyes, was the most beautiful Mexican child June had ever seen. His face was the color of fresh honey, his complexion flawless. His small rosebud mouth was almost too perfect and his lips quivered to a smile as he examined his new surroundings. He tugged at the leather strap in his hand, and a huge black dog poked his snout under the boy's arm. The child slipped his arm around the animal's neck and held him close.
June could scarcely breathe. She was hypnotized by the sight of the boy and the dog, knowing that she would soon have both of them. She wanted to rush forward and grab them now, but she stood breathing in shallow rasps while the introductions were made.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Astrid was a willowy blonde with an attractive face that was just short of being pretty. She had prominent cheekbones and wide-set eyes that gave her a lusty look, a look of wildness that seemed fiery in her eyes. Her body was the completion of the wildness. Big busted, her tits stood almost straight out from her narrow frame. She was wearing a shimmering gold lounge outfit that hugged her curves and valleys like a paint brush on canvas. When she moved, her tits moved freely under the thin cloth. The small tips of the nipples brushed up and down on the inside of the cloth to weave a sensuous pattern. The melon-shaped spheres hugged the taut cloth and seemed to outline the pattern of the peaks. The outfit was cut deep at the neckline, a huge slashing V that went almost to the woman's navel. The full rise of the boobs was a deep line of cleavage. Her hips widened beneath a slim waist and her long legs were hidden in the wider flare of the skirt. Gold sandals shod her feet.
Vince was as dark as Astrid was fair. He was a rugged looking man, his straight dark hair brushing back from angular features. His square chin held a shadow of beard that emphasized the smoldering darkness of his eyes. His gaze moved over June slowly and appraisingly. A hint of a smile touched his lips and she felt that she had met his approval.
But June could not keep her attention from the child. Juan stared at her, his arm still around the dog's head. She tried to read the expression in his dark eyes, but it eluded her. There was an innocence of youth but a knowledge of age. He too seemed to appraise her with a slow look which did not move but somehow took in all of her body. He seemed to see through her clothing, touch her naked flesh. June shivered deliriously. The dog stared impassively, tongue lolling.
Sheffield was at the bar mixing drinks and the newcomers spent some time talking to Tony about his injuries. Astrid petted the boy's shoulder all the time she spoke.
"Poor darling, I was looking forward to you," she said. "Now I suppose I will have to wait until you are out of those terrible casts." She smiled engagingly. "But then, my pet, we shall have some fun, no?"
Tony grinned. "Aw, do I have to wait?"
She laughed softly. "Ah, so what your mamma tells me about you and your nurse is true?" She flicked a glance at June.
June smiled, suddenly relaxed in the knowledge that having her sexual activities known to these strangers did not embarrass her. Actually, it pleased her. She wanted to be accepted by this couple and take part in the things they did....The pictures in the book haunted her memory and made her warm inside. She looked at the boy and the dog.
They had drinks, sitting on the low sofas and talking about a discussion group Astrid and Vince had taken part in at the local club.
Vince explained. "Dr. Forest showed the results of a survey his group had done on a cross section of a city's population. The ideas that are ingrained in a child produce the hangups of the adult." He clinked the ice in his glass and held it out like a pointer to emphasize what he was saying. "Most people are still afraid to talk about sex-at least their own personal affairs. They want to be considered modern, but they can't overcome the stilted, archaic ideas their parents passed on to them-with or without actually talking about sex. What you do can have more influence than what you say."
Astrid picked it up. "Our own work shows that in order to give young people a healthy attitude toward sex, we must begin before they form fixed ideas of their own. Pre-adolescence, certainly. Infancy is the most desirable. A mother should not hide her natural affection for her baby-especially a little boy. Natural handling of his sex organs and loving him gently gives him a sense of identity as well as a sense of security."
Both Tony and Eddy were watching and listening carefully. June saw Eddy's quick glance in her direction at this pronouncement from Astrid, and she felt a secret pleasure in knowing that this was exactly what she had done with her son-even if she hadn't known why. It was a wonderful feeling to hear someone explain away any remnants of guilt that lingered in her mind.
"Everyone in a family should feel secure sexually with each other," Vince said.
"But of course, darling," Diane agreed. "We've certainly tried with our boys. Brad joined us last night unexpectedly, and it made the evening!"
June listened to them with half her mind while she watched Juan. He was sitting on a low stool a few feet from the sofa where June was, and his young face never seemed to change expression. It was as though he were waiting for something ... a cue ... The big black dog sat close to him.
"I promised the boys they could stay up for a little while tonight. Tony was so disappointed not to be able to share the fun the way he'd like." Diane glanced at her watch. "But they are both tired and have to be off to bed soon. Maybe we should begin,"
"Of course! No reason to wait. We came to enjoy ourselves so let's do it." Astrid set down her glass and turned to the dark-eyed boy on the footstool. "Juan darling, come here."
The boy rose obediently and crossed to the woman. He stood before her without smiling, his huge dark eyes intent on her face. She reached up and took his face in her hands and pulled him forward so she could kiss him on the mouth.
The room was quiet, and the woman's breath fluttered in the silence. The boy's eyes became more aware, wider. June held her breath.
Astrid petted the child's cheek, letting her fingers move over his small bones lightly and lovingly. The touch was clearly a lover's caress, and the boy's mouth quivered. Astrid looked into Juan's chocolate pools of eyes. "You are a delightful child, Juan, and I love you. You make me very happy when you let me touch you and love you this way, you know that, don't you?"
The child nodded solemnly. Astrid's hands moved to his shirt and began to unbutton it. He stood very still, watching her. Her hands reached between the folds of cloth and found his bare skin. The palms felt it, rubbing over his thin chest, pausing as the tiny circles of his nipples and pressing at them in teasing motions. Then she unfastened his trousers and let them drop to the floor around his ankles. He wore tight white Jockey shorts and his boy ass was tiny. June's breath caught and came out as a strangled whimper. Astrid looked at her.
June could not take her gaze from the boy. Astrid smiled and said, "Would you like to finish undressing him, June?"
June stared and nodded. Astrid put her hand on the boy's hip and moved him toward June. He had to walk with quick little steps because of the pants that tangled around his ankles.
June put out her hands, unaware of anything except the lovely child before her. She was shaking as she touched his bare chest and caught the elastic of his shorts. His skin was warm and it attracted her like a magnet. She pulled the white cloth down, watching breathlessly as his pubic mound came into sight. It was smooth and dark gold, hairless and lovely. She pulled the shorts farther, and his sex organs came into view. Her hands stopped as she gazed unbelievingly at what she saw. The child's penis hung like a huge thick rope from his body, lying over the loose dangling sacs of his scrotum. In size, the sex organs were far out of proportion to the tiny body. He was hung as heavily as any man she had ever seen. She knew she was staring but she could not stop. She could not take her eyes from the lovely limp organ. It was easily bigger than an inch in diameter and six inches long. The thin sheath of foreskin closed over it like a cone, pulling together at the bottom to a circle of dark folds of skin hinting at the hidden cavity it shielded. The bulge of his cockhead was clearly visible under the thin skin.
"Isn't he gorgeous?" Astrid said.
"My God!" Diane moved her chair and came closer to the nearly naked boy. She bent and lifted his feet from the tangled pants and shorts, then slipped the shirt from his thin arms so he was nude. She sat beside June and stared too. "Have you ever seen anything like it?" Her voice was full of awe.
June smiled and shook her head.
Astrid and Vince looked at each other and smiled. Then Vince said, "Go ahead June, he likes to be excited."
June glanced up, then back at the naked boy quickly. She thought of Eddy and Tony watching from across the room, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but Juan. She had wanted him from the moment he walked into the room. And now he was hers. She brought him closer by gently pulling his hips. Sitting on the low couch she was just at the right height for his crotch to reach her mouth. She lifted it and felt its weight. She rolled the lovely organ in her palm, stuck the tip of her finger in the drawstring of foreskin capped at the end. She felt the slight pressure as the boy's muscles reacted. She did it again, forcing her finger into the tiny space and feeling the smooth silky head of his prick. The line of the bulge grew more taut as she flicked her finger in and out of the hole.
Juan stood very still, watching the woman. He liked what she was doing, liked the soft gentle way she touched him. He wanted her to play more. He wanted to see her naked flesh, her nice titties. He looked up at Astrid, the message clear in his eyes. She smiled.
"He wants you to take off your clothes," she said to the two women.
Diane reacted immediately by shrugging out of the loose Grecian style toga she wore. Juan's gaze went to her breasts, and his mouth curved in a small smile. June felt the tension of his body and looked up. When she saw him staring at the other woman's naked tits, it made her angry and jealous. She wanted him to look at her that way. Quickly, she unzipped the front of the caftan. Almost in the same motion, she shrugged it from her shoulders and reached back to unfasten her bra. The boy's eyes swung to her, and she smiled as he watched her huge boobs spring from the captivity of the bra as she peeled it off. She jerked the caftan free of her hips and pulled down the pale yellow nylon briefs she wore. As she leaned forward to take them off, her hair brushed the boy's naked torso and he moved slightly. She breathed on his dormant sex organs, feeling their warmth radiate to her, smelling the pure fresh male aroma of the clean body. She whimpered as a tight pain struck her guts and she fell back to the chair. She grabbed for him instantly.
She lifted his cock again and fondled it, rolling and stroking it in her hands, pulling the foreskin back gently so she could glimpse the hidden treasure it covered. She teased herself and him with only short pulls on the cock to prolong the delight of exposing the cockhead. Juan smiled and watched her.
He liked seeing her big tits. They were as big as Astrid's, maybe not as firm and high, but big and nice ... like his mama's. And her hand was warm and tight around his thing now, pulling and coaxing hardness to it. He was going to like this woman ... He knew she would be good to him.
Across the room the other adults began to peel off their clothes. Sheffield was very glad to help Astrid, and speed wasn't his objective. As soon as her huge boobs were out, he cupped one in his hands and sucked the hard nipple. Astrid smiled and glanced at the two boys across the room-the one in casts, the other in a wheelchair. They were watching, fascinated and anxious. Astrid took Sheff's hand and motioned to her husband. "Over here," she said, and led both of them to the boys. "Now, you two, no reason for you to be left out." She began unzipping Tony's pants and feeling for his little prick. He grinned and licked his lips. Then her hand was on it, squeezing and pulling, bringing him to life almost instantly. It was her turn to smile. She bent her head and sucked the lovely little tool. Sheffield Marvel rubbed his crotch against the bare ass she presented to him. His hands were around her, grabbing the heavy hanging tits, mauling at them. His cock was getting a hard-on, striving toward her, jabbing wetly now at her ass. Vince grinned and moved away, crossing to the couch where the other two women sat watching Juan.
To Diane, he said, "It excited Juan to watch others. What do you say we help him out?"
Diane laughed. "My pleasure, darling. Where?"
"Right here is fine. June, move over onto that footstool, then we can have the couch...."
June moved in a daze. It was like watching a movie, a picture with many scenes going at the same time. She did not turn from the boy before her or let go of him, bu she was clearly aware of the increased activity in the room. And she was very aware of the increased desire in her belly. She was wet on the thighs, her vagina was issuing a steady flow of warm juices now as she anticipated what was to come. She had a hard knot in her uterus, one that could only be untied by orgasm. She thought of the luscious tool in her hands, bent and took it in her lips. It was still soft, a giant snake waiting to strike. She sucked the foreskin closed over the head, then began to force it back with her lips, letting the head of the cock slide out and touch her tongue. A Shockwave of pleasure jolted through her at the first taste of the tiny crevice with its salty promise. She began to move back and forth on him with measured strokes. She was amazed at the slow tumescence that came, but delighted at the same time. It excited her to have to work for his hard-on. It was like taking a virgin child and teaching him the wonders of her love.
Juan looked from one to another of the people in the room. There were many wonderful sights to see, and he wanted to feast his eyes on them all. It made him tight inside to see what the others were doing while this nice woman did things to him.
On the couch, Vince sat with his hips on the edge of the cushion and pulled Diane onto him. His cock was a stiff rod of erotic flesh, and it speared between the woman's golden thighs, into the thick patch of golden hair at her crotch. Juan could imagine it slipping across the wet folds of the opening and entering the dark place.
Vince grinned and jerked Diane down hard, sinking his prick into her with a thrust that drove them both wild. She sucked air into her lungs with a gasp. "Ooohhh, wow! Nice!" She began to rock back and forth on the hard stabbing tool. It hit deep inside her, and the heat rose in her belly. She could see the woman next to them sucking the boy's cock, and the remembered size of it made her move faster on Vince. "Make me cum!" she whispered harshly. "Make me cum!"
Sheff's dick was pounding with need now, and he put his hands down to Astrid's crotch. Her body was still curved to his as she sucked off Tony, and the warm pressure of her ass was lighting his fires. He reached into the briar patch of hair and felt for the slimy wet flesh of her lust. When he touched her clitoris, she whimpered and quivered against him without letting go of the little boy cock she was sucking. Sheff plunged his fingers up into the canyon of her cunt. God, she was dripping hot lava ... he bent his knees and shoved his cock toward the opening to make it go into the wide open space, but once in, if found the way to the depths of her cunt quickly. He slammed his cock hard at the delightful hole. Tony saw what he was doing and grinned as the woman's acute passion told on her tongue and lips. As the father fucked her harder and faster, she sucked the son harder and faster. Tony had grown turgid from the play, and he was sweating from the need that was growing inside his guts. God, he wished he had hard balls like a man so he could really shoot a load of cum down this hot hugging tunnel of a mouth. Ooooooo, how she was sucking him!! How he wished he didn't have the heavy casts to restrain his body. He wantd to climb onto Astrid and fuck her with his cock!
In the wheelchair nearby, Eddy watched in growing fascination, glancing from one fucking couple to the other, then to his mother and the little boy. It was like Tony had said-a wild orgy of sex and fun. Tony had shown him the book with the pictures of Astrid and Vince and another boy-and the dog. They had studied the pictures, talked about them, decided what they might like best when they were grown and what they liked best now at their young ages. Both had agreed that the pictures excited them, just as watching the real thing did now. Eddy had been so sheltered all his life it was hard to believe he was really here now, seeing all this. His mom seemed to have forgotten he was in the room. She was going at the new boy the same hungry way she'd gone at him a few nights ago in their apartment. No, not the same. Harder. This boy could walk and stand, had more strength than Eddy, and she seemed unafraid of hurting him. Her hands were like claws on the boy's dark ass, prying at his buttocks, pulling them apart and running her finger along the crack of his ass frantically. And her mouth never stopped its wild beat on his cock.
June was wild with need. Her whole body ached with wanting this lovely child. The cock had grown hard now, full and pressing in her mouth. It filled her entire oral cavity, shoving far back in her throat and almost cutting off her breath. It was bigger than Quent's. Bigger than Sheff's. Bigger than Brad's. It was an unsheathed dragon now, breathing fire into her soul. She moaned and dug her finger at his tiny puckered asshole, rimming it lightly and then pushing until her finger entered the drawn muscle.
The boy shivered with delight. He was getting excited now, wanting to play the game he had been taught, wanting to be loved like a man but with the gentle pleasures of a boy. What would she do now...?
He glanced toward the dog who still sat where Juan had left him. The animal was panting as it too grew excited. Juan saw the bright red tip poke from the black furry body part under his belly. Which one of the women would the dog fuck?
June was wild now. She had to have him! She had to feel this huge throbbing prick inside her cunt, feel it slide back and forth in her the way it was doing in her mouth now. Her thighs were sticky with her cunt juice and her clitoris was throbbing with want. She released the hard-filled shaft of flesh from her mouth and crawled onto the floor, pulling the boy along with her. She rolled to her back on the thick carpet, spread her legs wide and lifted the boy between them.
"Put it in me ... oooo ... I have to have it. I neeeddddd yooooouuuuu!" She gasped the words out as she pushed and aimed the boy at her cunt. She grabbed his swollen cock and slapped it against her torrid tissues, whimpering at the hot flashes of pain that shot through her. Her body ached for him. She pulled. He smiled and the prick found its target.' It shot into her like a bullet, and she screamed.
"Oooohhhhh, yeeesssss!!" She grabbed his hips and helped him move it in and out of her. The rigid probe scored a deep path in her cunt, hitting the far places that drove her wild. Her cum was bottled up deep inside her, and the lovely hard boy cock was uncorking it.
Juan liked the hot wet feel of her. She was a soggy swamp of quicksand for his tool, sucking it deep into her body as he thrust as hard as he could. He could feel his ball sacs dance on the flesh of her ass, almost be caught in the deep crevice she had opened wide. She pulled her knees up now, and he was part of her, sinking into her until their bodies were one, fused in white heat. His hairless crotch reveled in her hair, his semenless cock delighted in her cum.
She groaned and cried again. "Yeeeessss!! Mmmmm, I'mmm cccuuummmiiinnngggg! I'm cccuuummmiiinnnggg nnnooowww!!" He felt the hot spurt of her cum juice wash over his hard throbbing cock. He longed for the manhood that would let him answer in kind, but lacking it, he savored the hot swamphole and pounded into it to ease the tight tension still coiled in his belly. He knew that Astrid would make sure he was well satisfied before the night was over. She always did. She always loved him and petted him and fucked him until he could ask for no more. So he gave this nice lady all she wanted.
June finally went limp with the ecstasy the child had given her. The hard pressure of his prick in her exploded her orgasm in huge waves, one on top of the other, until she was drowning in them. She closed her eyes and whimpered her pure delight, her sexual pleasure met. The boy slowed but his dick was still hard and pulsing in her cunt. She opened her eyes as he pulled it out gently. He was not looking at her, and she moved her head to see what fascinated him so.
The dog was standing close to her upraised legs. She saw the dangling wet red slimy cock jutting from its body. She held her breath. Juan moved away from her thighs, left the V open for the dog. His eyes were wide and his lips smiling. The animal lapped its long red tongue over the massive jaws. For a moment June was frightened. The animal looked vicious and his teeth were sharp and big. When the boy was out of the way, the animal took his place between June's legs. The huge head pressed at her cunt, the cold nose startling her for a moment, then the hot rough tongue began to excite her again. She thought of the picture-this dog was trained for what it was going to do. This was not the first time, and she need not fear. Only wait....
Her breathing became ragged and uneven, rasping between her clenched teeth as the dog stuffed his snout in her pussy, spreading it wide and sinking his nose and jaws into the hole that was very wet and loose now. She could feel the hot breath scorch her erotic flesh, feel the sharp teeth press against her clitoris and labia. The animal snuffled as it struggled to breathe without taking its snout from her cunt.
Somewhere in the room, the sound of someone's ecstasy echoed. "Aaaahhhhh!! Oooohhhh! Yes, I'mcumming NOW!!"
June heard the sound as only a background for her own passion. She was so hot it was difficult to lie still under the dog's violent probes. She wanted to grab him, force him into her with his sex part instead of his mouth. She wanted the glorious feeling of dog cum shooting into her again.
The animal snarled and pulled his face from her vagina. In a leap, the dog pinned her to the floor with his front paws. His claws scratched at her belly but June did not feel any pain. She clutched her knees, pulling them wider as the dog tried to mount her. His cock slipped past her cunt several times and she whimpered with lust.
"Get up on your knees!" Vince told her from the couch. "He wants to mount you his way!"
Numb, June rolled over and crawled to her knees. She bent her head to rest on her hands and watched the dog between her legs. He sprang onto her again, this time his glistening wet red dribbly sex organ speared at her cunt as the animal wrapped his front paws around her hips. How many times had June seen two dogs come together this way? Why hadn't she thought of it? No matter, it was happening now, and that was what counted. The dog speared at her again and she gasped. The hot tip touched her erotic throbbing vulva. At that moment, Juan crawled under the tent of her body. His pink tongue reached for one of her tits hungrily. She lifted her body far enough to let him get what he wanted but not far enough to disturb the lovely promised prick of the dog. The animal lunged at her again and found its mark. The slithering wet poker stabbed into her, sprung the rest of the way out of its sheath of fur as the dog prepared to copulate. It was hard and hot, like a branding iron in her cunt. June pressed her hand to her mouth and cut off the screams of delighted lust that filled her. She made strangled sounds as the boy licked her nipple and pressed his face into the deep cleavage of her huge breasts. It was sheer pagan pleasure, and it filled June with a fiery wanton need.
The dog humping her growled and instantly his cum shot into her waiting hole. It was hot and heavy, all the more so for the scrabbling, clawing paws that gripped her like a vise.
"Aaarrrggghhh!!" She muffled the wild cry on her arm.
When the dog backed off, she stayed where she was with the boy still under her. Her whole body had cum, every nerve, every muscle. She was quivering with the sated lust. Moaning, she knew she would never want to stop this wonderful new sexual freedom she had discovered. It was as though she would never have enough of it. Each cumming only made her that much more ready for the next. The boy finally let go of the tit he was sucking and crawled out from under her. His cock was still hard, and he crept across the room. June watched.
The others were on the floor now too, except for Tony on his cot. Someone had lifted Eddy from the chair and now Diane was very busy licking and sucking the child's prick. Eddy was grinning like he was enjoying it plenty. But it was Astrid who commanded June's attention. She was bent over Sheff's form, sitting on his stabbing cock. Her ass was high and open, and Vince was aiming his stiff column of cock flesh at her asshole, digging in hard-the way Brad had done to June last night in the shower and Sheff had done earlier in Tony's bedroom. My God! She was taking both of them at the same time. The two men heaved in unison and the cocks vanished into the woman's body. From where she lay, June could see the heavy stumps of the bases and the huge swinging balls as they both came to hard fuck speed in Astrid. June gasped, tried to crawl closer for a better view. She saw Juan on his knees near Astrid's head, saw the woman reach for the still-swollen boy cock and pull it toward her mouth. Now she had three of them. A pain of lust cut across June's belly like a sharp razor. She wanted to feel the same exotic force in her!
Astrid moved slowly on the man under her so as not to disturb the pecker in her asshole. She could feel the hard pressure deep inside her where the two cocks came together in her belly. And hot juices readied themselves for her orgasm. It would be triply sweet because of the lovely sticky boy cock she had in her mouth. Lovely Juan ... oooohhhh, she was hot....The cock in her asshole made it first, spurting a hot wad of cum deep into her rectum. Vince groaned with almost an animal noise as his cum spurted from him and was sucked into the hot tunnel.
Astrid jerked with a spasm of hot fulfillment as the cum hit her. She pressed harder to the lovely thick tool in her cunt, rubbed her hand in the twined hair of her pussy and Sheff's crotch. At the same time she sucked violently on the lovely boy dick in her mouth. Her orgasm went off like a rocket, filling her with bubbling, churning heat. Sheff felt it, and he answered with his own burst of energy and climax. Watching the tight mouth around the kid's cock right over his face had made him plenty hot, and his ejaculation was heavy and thick.
They lay panting for breath, exhausted by the violence of their cumming. Only the boy's dick was still hard and thick. Astrid let go of him reluctantly and watched him cross over to Diane where she was bent over the boy on the floor, still sucking Eddy's tiny pecker and lapping at his asshole. Eddy was whimpering with pleasure as she forced her tongue at the tiny tight muscle, then licked her way back along the crevice of his buttocks and up over his scrotum, then along the length of his cock until she reached the thick cap again. She captured it in her mouth and the boy let his breath out in a huge sigh. Juan moved behind her, his hard cock thrusting toward her ass. She saw him and moved closer to him without letting go of Eddy.
June watched as the boy pushed his hard cock into the woman's asshole. She winced with imagined delight as it sank all the way and the child wrapped his arms around the woman's belly the way the dog had done to June. He was fucking her now, short hard strokes in the tight anal canal. June wanted it to be her instead of Diane! My God! how she wanted it to be her!
She plopped on her haunches and stared at the beautiful sight of the two boys and woman between them. Her own son, Eddy, and that lovely creature, Juan. She glanced at the others and they were all watching the new act.
Only Diane wasn't watching. She was doing. Hot and hard, one cock in her mouth, hot and hard, another in her ass. She whimpered and the hot flood of orgasm washed over her.
Much later, June put her two charges to bed. They were both bright-eyed from the excitement, but she knew they would sleep since their invalid bodies had been drained to the point of exhaustion. She returned to the party room and found the others, still naked, with fresh drinks in their hands. Sheff handed her a tall glass of gin and sour.
"Well, how did you like the party?" Vince asked.
She laughed. "Wonderful." She thought it an understatement.
"Do you agree that children should join their parents and friends in sex play?" Astrid asked.
"I never thought of the question exactly that way, but if tonight was any proof of your theory, I'll have to say yes!" June sipped the cool drink and pulled Juan's head into her naked lap. He cuddled into her pubic mound and sighed deeply. He was sleepy, she knew. She stroked his head lightly as she enjoyed the soft flutter of his breath on her naked flesh.
"There's nothing wrong with sex, and the faster children learn this, the better adjusted they are. Poor Juan here, darling child, adjusted to the move to our house readily when we took him from his home. We substituted our love for his mother's right away, giving him the close ties he needed. Consequently, he had no fears of being rejected, he knew he was safe and secure from the start. It's been good for him."
"Will he stay with you now?" June asked.
"For a while," Astrid replied. "Until he finishes the eighth grade. Vince and I run a private school, you know, and it only goes through eight grades."
June hadn't known, but she recalled Tony saying he had gotten the picture book from someone at school. He went to the school they ran, obviously.
"Then we'll send him to college wherever he wants to go." Vince finished his drink and held the glass out to Sheff for a refill. "He'll make a good life for himself someday."
June was thinking about the school. A place like that would be wonderful for Eddy. She wondered if it was expensive. She asked.
Vince and Astrid raised eyebrows and stared at her. "You're thinking of sending Eddy, that's it, isn't it?" Astrid said with a smile.
June nodded and chewed at her lip.
The couple looked at each other again and Vince spoke next. "You're a registered nurse, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"It just happens we need one at the school. That's one of the reasons Sheff and Di asked us over tonight to meet you. If you'd like a full-time job when you're finished here, we could use you."
"You mean-?"
"School nurse. Maybe not as demanding of your skills in nursing as hospital work, but we want someone who agrees with our policies and theories, someone who doesn't shock easily."
Astrid added, "Eddy could go to the school then and it wouldn't cost you anything."
June gaped. It was like a crazy dream suddenly bursting from the darkness into the light of day.
They were offering her a job like no other job in the world-one in which she could stay with the new life she had discovered the past few days. If her nursing talents went begging, at least her fucking ones would be used to the fullest. She glanced down at the sleeping child in her naked lap. Juan ... and Eddy ... and Tony ... whenever she wanted them....Others ... Vince ... Sheff.
She looked up at the couple who were waiting for her answer. "Yes, I'd love to. Just as soon as Tony is up and around."
Sheff raised his glass in a toast. "Let's drink to it then."
June raised the glass in one hand. Her other hand was gently cupping the dormant sex organs of the sleeping child who lay with his head in her lap.
Her future was looking very secure and safe. And pleasant. She smiled and drank to the toast.
