Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of wife-swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun. But where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home.
This is the story of a family that has accepted incest as a part of their lifestyle. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs.
The norm ... for this family, yes. And how many other families like them?
A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Damn it, Paul, hurry up!" Rhonda's voice rasped in a passion-heavy whisper. Her red fingernails scraped in anticipation over the white band of nylon between her splayed thighs.
Paul grinned through the dimness at her nearly naked body lying on the bed. The full white mounds of her breasts almost glowed. The dark circles of her large nipples seemed to quiver anxiously. He stripped his pants off, then dropping them on the chair, he paused to look at her. The only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and the scrape of her nails over the damp nylon.
"Sounds as if you're ready," he teased.
"Shhh!" she cautioned. "Lindy might wake up and hear you!" Her whisper cut the air. Her fingers motioned him to the bed.
Still grinning, he stepped to the bed and eased his muscular body down beside hers. Her long fingers closed around the shaft of his throbbing, hard cock and tugged urgently at it.
Their mouths met, lips parted, their tongues snaking into the other's mouth. Paul's hand closed around the spongy mound of her breast, the hard button of her nipple burning into his palm. Her fingers worked faster over his cock, caressing the blunt head and stroking down over the hard shaft. Her body arched against his, her mouth grinding against his.
Paul released her breast and slid his hand down over the flat plane of her belly. The edge of elastic at the waist of her panties slipped under his fingertips. He felt the yielding mat of hair beneath the nylon as he slipped his hand down across her mound and dipped it between her open thighs. The nylon was hot and damp as he plowed a finger into the soft crease. Rhonda moaned into his mouth and shivered.
He stroked slowly back and forth through the slippery nylon valley, her hips jerking with each motion of his finger. Her thighs opened wider and her knees bent, lifting her hips off the bed. Her fingers pulled and clutched at his cock furiously, her body jerking, whimpers escaping her throat.
"Oh, God! Fuck me!" she gasped, tearing her lips from his and ripping the flimsy panties off.
Paul resisted her pleas and tugging hands and stroked the wet slippery crevice of her pussy, flicking the knob of her pulsing clit.
"Unnngghhh!" she grunted each time he caressed her little love button.
He watched his finger slipping back and forth in the hairy folds of her cunt. His finger glistened with her juices. Her hips rose and fell in rhythm with his finger.
"Please! Please, fuck me!" she begged.
His finger stopped abruptly, and he rolled over her body, his hips dropping between her full soft thighs. The head of his cock hovered an inch from the gaping wet hole of her cunt. Her fingers were clawing at his back and hips, her legs and feet clenching at his ass, trying to pull him into her.
"Ahhh!" she groaned as she felt the blunt head of his cock press against the lips of her pussy and then spear between them.
Slowly, deliberately, Paul sank his hard throbbing cock into her. The molten heat of her cunt oozed around the shaft of his cock. Her body was rigid and motionless as he filled her hungry cunt with the blood-gorged column of flesh.
"Oooooh, yes!" Rhonda rasped. The emptiness was filling and she was relaxing a little.
She looked down between the hills of her breasts and saw the dark curly hair around the base of his cock begin to merge with the damp mat of her pussy hair. The head of his cock pressed gently against the back wall of her cunt, sending a shiver through her.
"Sooo good!" she hissed. Her hands pulled his torso down, his chest mashing her breasts. Her legs locked around the backs of his thighs, holding him motionless for several seconds as she savored the throb of his cock inside her.
"Fantastic pussy!" he gasped into her ear.
His hips moved slowly, sensuously, stirring his cock around inside her. The soft hot walls clutched at it wetly, as little spasms ran through her. A little at a time, he slipped it out and then back in. Her head pulled back and her lips parted. Her hips followed his motion slowly.
His pace quickened and his strokes became longer. He buried his face in her neck. His cock moved faster and faster in her hot wet hole. He bumped gently against her firm ass with each plunge.
"Oh, baby! Oh! Oh! Yes!" Rhonda moaned softly. A ripple ran through her body and she trembled. Her cunt squeezed around his thrusting cock as she came the first time.
The ripple of her cunt muscles around his cock, pushed Paul over the edge and he lifted his hips and began to thrust faster and harder into her clutching pussy. His breath rasped against the silky skin of her neck. His belly slapped against hers, his balls bouncing off her upturned ass.
"Ah! All! Do it! Do it! Harder! Harder! Ahhhggnn!"
Rhonda gurgled and jerked under his pounding body.
Paul's breathing was a wheeze and his body jerked up and down over hers as he felt the building pressure deep in his balls. Wet sounds accented each plunge of his cock. His ass became a" blur as he rammed his cock faster and faster into her. Rhonda's hips jerked up to meet each thrust, her fingernails raking his back.
Paul moaned and drove his cock to the hilt in her spasming cunt and froze. Trembles ran through his rigid muscles and he bit her shoulder. Hot streams of come poured from his cock, filling her clutching cunt.
Rhonda felt the scalding flood and whimpered. Her pussy squeezed his cock and she shivered into another climax.
Damp with perspiration, they lay in a tangle of limbs, panting. Rhonda's cunt clutched and milked at his cock slowly. Finally Paul rolled off her and cuddled her to his satiated body.
In the hall outside the door, a figure crept away from the door of the bedroom and into another bedroom. Lindy closed the door quietly and leaned against it. Her breath was ragged and her young pussy was damp with passion. Her fourteen-year-old body trembled as she remembered what she had seen and heard through the crack of the slightly-opened door.
The memory of the man's cock, long and hard, captured in her mother's fingers, made the girl's knees weak. She licked her dry lips and closed her eyes. Her hand slid up over the shorty nightgown and cupped around the cone of her budding breast. The nipple tingled with the contact. Her pussy pulsed and quivered.
She recreated the sight of the cock sinking into her mother's cunt and she moaned. Her fingers rolled her hard little nipple between them, her other hand stroking her slim thighHer thumb scraped the damp crotch of her panties and she trembled. Her fingers slid timidly to the moist nylon and stroked slowly over the slick warm cloth. Her pussy pulsed under her fingertips.
Her hand slid from her nipple and a thumb hooked in the waistband of her panties, pushing them over the swell of her adolescent hips and down to her knees. She stroked the insides of her thighs, moving slowly back up to her pussy.
The damp downy hair at her crotch met her fingers as she stroked closer and closer to the drooling lips of her cunt. She could feel the heat of it on her hands. Her thighs opened enough to allow the fingers of one hand to slip between and she touched the pouting lips. Her hips jerked, arching outward. Lindy sighed.
Her finger parted the soft fleshy lips and touched the tiny bud of her clit. A tremble ran through her straining body and she stroked it again. Her mind held a picture of Paul's large throbbing cock. She plunged a finger into her tight pussy, imagining the small digit was his cock.
Her lips were parted and her breath was ragged as she stirred her pussy closer and closer to climax. Her fingers dipped in and out of her pulsing cunt, stroking back and forth over her tiny love button. Her hips were working back and forth, keeping pace with her fingers.
Pussy juice wet her fingers and the insides of her thighs. She moved them faster through the slippery crevice. Her head went back, her neck arched. She gurgled softly and she began to shake. Thundering waves of pleasure and passion swelled up deep inside her belly and rattled her young body. She gasped and held her breath as her climax slammed through her.
For several seconds she trembled and jerked, her fingers still between her thighs. Slowly her body relaxed and she leaned heavily on the door. Her fingers slid wetly from her pussy. A smile spread across her mouth and her hand rose.
Her small pointed tongue snaked out and licked her pussy juice from her fingers.
Paul and Rhonda lay smoking, unaware of the scene that had taken place a few feet from their position. Rhonda rolled onto her side and propped up on one elbow.
"Is Tommy accepting the idea of your remarriage?" she asked.
"He's all right. I guess he is a little curious and a little uncomfortable with the idea, but he's not against it." Paul rolled on his side to face her and crushed out his cigarette in the ashtray.
"Lindy is excited about it. She has quite a thing about you," Rhonda said. "But then I can't blame her, so have I." Her eyes gazed hungrily at his face and then down to his flaccid cock.
"Yeah, but not the same kind of thing, I'm sure," Paul teased.
"Oh, I don't know. You know what they say about like mother like daughter."
Something flashed through Paul's mind. It was a picture of Lindy in her bikini. They had all gone to the beach the week before and her young lithe body in the scanty swimsuit had drawn his eyes more times than he wanted to admit. The memory did things to his body. Rhonda's fingers were caressing his cock and it suddenly began to swell.
"Mmmm!" Rhonda purred when she felt his cock growing. She stroked it slowly, thrilling to the change in size.
Paul smiled at her and slid his hand over her belly. Her pussy was still soggy and slippery from their fucking. She lifted her leg to admit his fingers to the wet slit.
"On your back," she instructed, pushing him.
He watched her rise to her knees and stroke his cock, watching it grow in her hand. She licked her lips, her eyes fixed on the dark bulbous head.
"It looks delicious!" she rasped, her voice thick with passion.
"Like a taste?"
"Um-hm!" she sighed.
Her face dropped to the pulsing rod of flesh. Paul felt the soft heat of her breath on the head and then the flick of her wet tongue across the sensitive skin. He grunted and closed his eyes. Warm wetness touched his cock-head and then slipped down over it, her tongue laving the satiny skin slowly.
The suctioning, wet mouth was quickly driving Paul into a frenzy. His hips lifted and rolled. His hands tangled in her long hair. He held her head still as he thrust his hips, pushing his gorged, throbbing cock deep into her mouth. The blunt head bumped the back of her throat with each thrust. Her tongue teased the underside of the swollen shaft, her teeth scraping gently over the sides.
Rhonda was humming with passion, the vibrations from her throat adding still another sensation. Her pussy oozed juices. She pulled his hand back to her crotch and guided his finger into the slushy hole. His fingers found her clit and teased it.
Her head bobbed over his cock, her long hair spilling across his thighs and belly. The liquid heat of her mouth moved over his cock, milking it and laving the swollen flesh. Her hips flexed and rolled with the rhythm of his flicking finger. She gurgled and jerked. His cock popped from her lips and waved slowly over his belly, the head and shaft glistening with her saliva.
"Got to have it in me!" she groaned, swinging her leg over his thighs and straddling his hips. Her fingers grasped the throbbing tool and guided it to her cunt with shaky hands.
The molten heat of her cunt pressed down around the head of his cock and paused. He reached up and cupped her large breasts in his hands, his fingers rolling the rigid nipples slowly. Rhonda shivered and dropped her hips, her cunt plunging down over his jerking cock. She grunted as her hips slapped his thighs and threw her head back, eyes clamped shut, biting her lower lip.
Paul could feel the undulations of her cunt walls as they squeezed and released his cock. His balls quivered and he groaned. Slowly, she moved her hips back and forth, stirring her spasming cunt with his swollen shaft. Her hands rested on her hips, her shoulders thrust back, her breasts pushed forward. His hands massaged her spongy mounds, pinching and rolling their dark button crowns.
"Oh, sooo good!" Rhonda groaned, her hips quickening their pace.
"Do it, baby! Fuck it!" Paul replied, caught up in her passion.
"Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!" she grunted with each roll of her hips.
The soft flesh of her thighs ground over his thighs, her cunt drawing at his cock. Wet sounds punctuated each thrust. Paul's hips pushed upward, trying to drive his cock a little deeper into her. Faster and faster she jerked her hips. Her breasts bounced in his hands and her hair whipped back and forth over her shoulders.
Her body stiffened and she quaked over him, her cunt spasming around his cock. The suction and pressure pushed Paul over the edge and he ground his belly up against her trembling thighs. His balls jerked and he groaned low and long.
"Uuuuuooooo!" He arched his back, lifting her off the bed and his cock spewed gusher after gusher of hot thick come into her convulsing cunt. With each spurt, she jerked and moaned, soaring higher and higher in her pleasure.
Spent, Paul collapsed, and Rhonda fell onto his heaving body, panting. Her cunt continued to milk his cock, drawing the final drops of his juices from it.
For several minutes, they lay tangled and panting. Rhonda finally rolled slowly off his cock and lay quietly at his side, her long red fingernails stroking his belly softly.
"So, damn good!" she whispered. "The best fuck I've ever had!"
"Me, too!" His reply was breathless.
"God, it will be great to sleep together without worrying about Linda discovering us." She snuggled to his side and hugged him.
"You still think she has an idea about what's going on?" he asked.
"Oh, she might suspect, but I don't think she has even given sex much thought."
"Good God! Rhonda, she's fourteen and at that age kids know more than you and I did at twice that age!" His voice was loud and harsh. "I wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't even cherry, anymore!"
"Certainly she is! I'd know if she wasn't! I'm her mother!" Rhonda objected.
"And your mother knew when you lost your cherry?"
The pause was long and definite. Rhonda looked at him for a second. "That's different!" she replied finally.
"How?"
"Well, I-"
"My case rests," Paul said, kissing her nose. "Now, I had better get out of here before Linda discovers that her mother likes to fuck."
He rolled off the bed and began dressing. Rhonda watched him quietly, a slight smile on her face. Finished, he sat on the edge of the bed and rested his hand on her belly.
"I'll call you' in the morning," he whispered, kissing her gently.
"That's why I love you," Rhonda said, clutching him to her naked body.
"Why?"
"You know how to win an argument!" She giggled in his ear.
His kissed her and rose. She remained on the bed, watching him close the door behind him. She stretched languidly and sighed.
Paul crept down the hall and paused at Lindy's bedroom. It was open and her body was visible in the semi-darkness. He gazed at the girl's body and felt the familiar surge of desire welling up inside him.
She lay on her back, asleep, her gown gathered around her waist. Her panties molded her mound like a second skin and he could see the indentation of her slit in them. Her legs were slightly apart and he knew that if he stood at the foot of her bed he could see the lips of her cunt through the thin nylon. He swallowed hard and tore his eyes from the girl's body and walked quickly to the front door and out into the night.
Hearing the soft click of the front door, Lindy opened her eyes and smiled to herself. Her fingers slid over the front of her panties and between her thighs. She stroked her pussy slowly and smiled broadly.
"Soon, Daddy, soon," she whispered.
CHAPTER TWO
The phone ringing jerked Rhonda from sound sleep. She fumbled for the receiver. She grunted into the mouthpiece, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
"Still sacked out, huh? Sure must be nice to be a lazy bones," Paul teased.
"Oh, get fucked," she cracked, her face brightening at the sound of his voice.
"I did, baby! I did!"
"Are you at the office?" she asked, sitting up in bed.
"I have been for nearly an hour. It's nearly ten."
"It's what?!" Rhonda grabbed her alarm clock and peered at it. Ten minutes until ten. She groaned.
"My god, Lindy!"
"What's wrong?" Paul asked.
"I didn't get up and get Lindy off to school!" she exclaimed. "Let me call you back!"
"Okay," he replied. " 'Bye."
"'Bye. Love you."
Rhonda jumped out of bed. Throwing her robe over her nakedness, she went down the hall and stepped into Lindy's room. She stopped dead in her tracks.
The girl lay on her back, asleep. Her hand was inside her panties, her fingers slowly stroking her pussy. Rhonda stared at her daughter for several seconds. Lindy's hips rolled slowly, lifting slightly as her ass tightened and relaxed. Her fingers gradually increased their pace.
Rhonda watched, shaken, a mixture of feelings flooding through her. Her daughter was lying there jacking off in her sleep. Rhonda watched the girl, both repelled and fascinated by the sight. One part of her wanted to wake Lindy and stop her and another part was actually being turned on by the scene.
Lindy began to sigh in her sleep, her hips lifting higher and faster. Her fingers were working furiously inside her panties. Rhonda felt the beginning warmth between her thighs that indicated the glowing fires of lust about to burst into flame. Suddenly, she realized that she was stroking her own pussy through her robe. She jerked her hand away and shook herself.
Lindy whimpered and her young body arched up off the bed and stiffened. Her tense muscles trembled and her hand stilled. She shuddered several times and then her body settled slowly back to the bed. Her thighs clamped around her hand and she trembled, a smile on her sleeping lips.
Rhonda felt the churn of her stomach as she wrestled with the conflict that swelled up inside her. She started to turn and leave when the girl's eyes flickered open. She looked up at her mother and smiled. Her hand remained inside her panties.
"Hi, Mom," Lindy said sleepily. She eased her hand out of her crotch and stretched lazily. "What time is it?"
"Nearly ten," Rhonda answered. Her voice was almost a croak.
"I'm late," the girl observed, making no effort to get out of bed.
"I know. I overslept." Rhonda paused, struggling for words. "Do you know what you were doing, just before you woke?"
"Uh, no," Lindy replied, looking at her inquisitively. "What? Wait," she added, looking at her hand. "Oh, you mean jacking off?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Rhonda was taken aback by the girl's bluntness.
"Sure. So?" She wasn't insolent in her tone of voice, just unconcerned.
"So! So, you're too young for such as that!"
"How old do I have to be?" Lindy asked, sitting up and looking at her mother.
"Well ... I don't know but older than fourteen."
"Mom," Lindy said strangely quiet and calm, "I have been having periods for three years. You told me that when I started that I was old enough to have a baby. You mean that being old enough to have a baby isn't old enough to enjoy sex?"
A look of disbelief swept over Rhonda's face and she stared at her daughter. "What do you mean, 'enjoy sex'? Are you still virgin!" Her voice was shrill.
"No." Lindy's eyes never faltered. She looked directly back at her mother.
Rhonda felt a surge of weakness and her knees buckled. She leaned on the chest beside her and caught her breath. "Who?" she asked. "Which one?"
"You mean you've done it with more than one?!"
"Not at one time." Lindy looked a little bewildered. She felt that she had always had a line of communication with her mother. Suddenly her mother was acting like a puritan.
"Oh, my God!" Rhonda groaned.
"For the love of Pete, what's wrong, Mom? I didn't do anything that you haven't done with Paul!"
Rhonda jerked her head up and glared at the girl. She felt anger boil up in her throat. "What the hell do you mean by that?!"
"Just what I said!" Lindy's eyes sparked and her mouth was set.
"We haven't ... well, it's different for us. We're getting married next week," the woman defended weakly.
"Why is it different?" The question came from her daughter's lips almost in a whisper.
"Well, because ... uh...." Rhonda stopped and looked at her daughter. Suddenly her child was much older, much more mature. A smile spread across her face and she chuckled softly. "I'm making an ass of myself, aren't I?"
"Not really," Lindy replied. She rose and crossed to her mother, circling the woman's waist and hugging her. "You are just acting like a mother."
Rhonda stroked her daughter s hair and kissed the top of her head. "Thank you for understanding."
"Thank you for being concerned," Lindy replied, looking up at her.
Rhonda hugged the girl. She could feel the heat of her young body through the sheer robe and the girl's nightgown. Lindy twisted her body and Rhonda felt her hard little nipples rake across her own. A strange tingle shot through her. Her crotch was wet and warm suddenly. She cleared her throat and pushed the strange feelings aside. Gently, pushing the girl away from her, she looked at her young, innocent face.
"You must be careful. Pregnancy is one thing you don't need at your age," she cautioned.
"I practice what you told me about birth control. If the boy doesn't have a rubber, I won't let him come inside me," Lindy reassured her.
Rhonda was again surprised at the girl's bluntness. "Good," she said with a smile. "Now just how much do you know about what Paul and I have done?"
"Enough," the girl replied impishly.
"Oh!"
"Enough to know that the two of you ball every chance you get. Like last night," Lindy teased.
"How do you know?" Curiosity was motivating Rhonda's inquiry. She wondered just how much the girl did know.
"Well, sometimes you two aren't very quiet and I have gotten up during the night to go to the bathroom and I heard the sound of two voices."
"Hmmm. Think you are pretty smart, don't you?"
"And...." Lindy hesitated, unsure if she should play her trump card. "And?"
"And I peeked a couple of times."
"Lindy! That's wrong!"
"Okay, it's wrong but my curiosity got the better of me. And it's done and I can't change it." She shrugged as she spoke.
Rhonda paused. The thought of Lindy watching them fuck made her pussy twitch and the fires began to glow again.
"Well, enough of that. It's obviously too late to get you to school so why don't you go to the kitchen and make some coffee while I call Paul. He woke me with a phone call and when I realized how late it was, I kind of cut him off. I promised I'd call back."
"Okay, you call the stud and I'll make coffee," the girl teased. Before Rhonda could reply, Lindy had skipped out of the room and left her standing, staring after her.
Rhonda sat down on the side of her bed and dialed Paul's office. He answered.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi. Everything under control?"
"I'm not sure," she replied.
"Why? What do you mean?"
"Nothing," she added quickly. She knew that he wouldn't let it drop.
"So what's the problem?" His voice was insistent.
"I'll tell you more about it tonight, but basically it seems as though you were right about Lindy's maturity."
"You mean about sex?"
"And about you and me," she added.
"Hmmm. Did she tell you?"
"I'll give you the details tonight. Okay?"
"Okay. So how is my favorite pussy this morning?"
Rhonda flinched and shivered a little. He knew just how to turn her on.
"I hope you're alone!" she exclaimed. Her pussy was getting wetter by the second.
"No. My secretary is under the desk sucking my cock while I am talking," he teased.
"Ooooh, Paul! Stop it! You're turning me on talking like that!"
"Good! Is it making that delicious pussy get all hot and wet?"
"You know damn well it is," she crooned. Her thighs were flexing, squeezing her cunt lips.
"I'll bet it's all juicy and itching, isn't it?" His voice was steady and calculated. He was tormenting her intentionally.
"Please, Paul! You're driving me crazy!" Her whisper was weak and a little hoarse.
"That's what I like to do. Wouldn't you like to have my finger in your cunt, stirring your juices, right now?"
"Oooo, God!" Rhonda rasped.
Her robe had fallen open and her thighs were parted. Her fingers combed the dark bush below her belly. Her pussy ached to be touched. Her breath rasped into the phone. Paul knew that she was close to the point of no return.
"Does it feel good?" he asked.
"What?" she gurgled.
"Your finger on your pussy?"
"It isn't touching it," she countered.
"Why not? You want to jack off, don't you?"
"Yeees!" she hissed. Her finger plunged between the fleshy lips and sank into the slushy hole.
"Feel good?"
"Oh, God yes!" she rasped, closing her eyes and surrendering to her lust. "Slippery and hot?"
"Yeees!"
"On fire for a cock ... or a tongue?"
His last word sent a shudder through her. She groaned and fell back onto the bed, her legs falling open, her hips lifting to push her pussy up against her hand.
"Still there?" he asked.
"Uh ... huh," she mumbled.
"Tell me how it feels," he commanded.
"It ... feels good!"
"How good?"
"Sooo fucking good!" Her voice was strained and breathless. Her fingers were tearing at the hot slippery flesh. Her hips jerked up and down, causing the bed to squeak softly.
"And?" he pressed.
"Makes me want your cock! So fucking bad! Ooooh, Paul. It's Coming!" she whimpered.
"Do it! Jack it off, baby!" he demanded.
"Oh! Oooh! OOOHHH! AAAGGGHHNNN!"
Rhonda's back arched and she went rigid, her muscles rippling with the tremors of her climax. Her cunt convulsed and squeezed her fingers. She shuddered again and again. With a low groan, she collapsed onto the bed. Her heavy breathing whistled into the phone. "Good?" Paul asked softly. "Mmmmm!"
"Sounded like it. Wish I was there to make it better."
"Me, too!" Words were difficult. She was still in the final throes of her climax. "Feel better?"
"Delicious!"
"Good. Now. I'll let you go and I'll try to get some work done. See you tonight."
"I can't wait! I love you!" she whispered into the mouthpiece.
"I love you and your pussy. 'Bye."
"See you tonight," she answered, reluctant to end the conversation. The line clicked and she put the receiver on the cradle.
With a sigh she pushed herself up on her elbows and started to stand. Lindy stood in the doorway, a cup in her hand and a grin on her face.
"Here's your coffee. I think you need it," she said teasingly.
Rhonda bolted upright on the bed. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough to enjoy the show," Lindy taunted.
Rhonda realized that her robe was open. She started to close it and then shrugged. "A little late for that," she said with a shrug. "You've seen enough of me that it would be false modesty."
"You certainly seemed to be getting off on whatever Paul was saying," the girl continued, handing her mother the coffee.
"Mmm-hm," she admitted, sipping the warm liquid.
For a moment they looked at each other, their eyes searching for some hint of the other's thoughts. Rhonda set the cup on the nightstand and sighed.
"What are we going to do with you?" Rhonda asked lightly.
The girl smiled and shrugged. "You will be careful?"
"Of course, Mom." Lindy dropped onto the bed beside her. Her small .hand came to rest on Rhonda's bare thigh. A tremor ran through the woman with the contact.
"Was I doing it right?" the woman asked, trying to be casual.
"What?"
"Uh ... you know." Suddenly she felt self-conscious.
"Oh, you mean, jacking off. It looked like it did the job. You came pretty good."
"Do you, uh, come good?" Rhonda was getting a little more comfortable with the conversation.
"Deliriously!" the girl bubbled.
Rhonda's eyes flickered to the girl's nylon-covered crotch. Her chest felt tight and she felt her body flush. Her imagination was working furiously, creating pictures of Lindy's young pussy. She looked away quickly, aware that the girl knew where she was staring.
"Your pussy is pretty," the girl said softly.
Rhonda stared at her face. "Thank you," she replied uncomfortably. "Now, for a shower, and then I'm going to try to get this place cleaned up." She quickly changed the subject and got to her feet. She felt Lindy's eyes follow her as she crossed the hall to the bathroom.
Lindy smiled and, kissing her fingertips, pressed them to the damp crotch of her panties.
CHAPTER THREE
The doorbell rang and Lindy looked up from her seat on the sofa. Her ripe young body was clad in tight, hip-hugger jeans and a short top that left her midriff bare. She rose slowly and crossed to the door. She opened it and found the expected Paul and the unexpected Tommy, his son.
"Hi, Lindy," Paul greeted.
"Hi. Hi, Tommy," Lindy replied. She smiled at the boy, her eyes meeting his.
"Hi," Tommy said softly, looking away.
The two males stepped inside and she closed the door. There was a contrast in their dress. Paul wore a suit and tie and Tommy was dressed casually in jeans. Both were tall and lean, the boy a head shorter than his father but tall for his age.
"Mom will be out in-a sec," Lindy informed them. "Have a seat."
"I imagine your mother told you that we have dinner reservations," Paul explained, settling onto the sofa, Tommy following his example.
"Um-hm," the girl replied, dropping into a chair across from them.
"Well, I thought that you and Tommy could stay here together and get to know each other better," he continued.
Lindy's eyes flicked to the boy and her face brightened visibly. She nodded her understanding and looked back to Paul. The man looked from the girl to his son and back to the girl.
"Well, hello, handsome," Rhonda's voice interrupted. She stood in the doorway to the hall, dressed to the hilt. All eyes turned to her.
Paul smiled and gazed at her. Tommy's eyes widened. Lindy smiled at her mother. "You look fantastic!" the girl exclaimed.
"Beautiful! Absolutely!" Paul added, rising.
Tommy was silent, his eyes fixed in a hypnotic stare. Lindy glanced at him and recognized the look. It was awe.
"Thank you, thank you. Oh, hi, Tommy," she greeted.
The boy swallowed hard and squeaked a reply. "Hi."
"I was just telling Lindy," Paul interjected, "that I thought the kids could stay here together and get to know each other rather than being alone."
Rhonda hesitated and glanced at Lindy. A small look of concern crossed her face and Lindy read it. Before the girl could react, Rhonda smiled and turned back to Paul.
"Sounds like a good idea," she replied. "Well, ready?"
"If you are."
"Lindy," the woman turned to the girl again, "we'll be home around midnight. There's Coke in the frig and snacks. You and Tommy help yourself."
"We will, Mom. Now, you two get going and have a good time."
"See you later, Tommy," Paul told his son. "Yeah," the boy replied.
"You two have fun," Rhonda said, pausing at the door. Her eyes met Lindy's and said something that was quite plain to the girl. Go slow.
The door closed behind the man and woman and Lindy almost sighed audibly. She turned to Tommy and found him watching her, a confused look on his face.
"Wanta watch TV?" she asked.
"Uh, if you want to."
"Not particularly. How about a beer?"
"You drink beer?" He looked surprised.
"Mom lets me have one occasionally at home. Want one, too?"
"Yeah, sounds good." He was relaxing a little.
Lindy went to the kitchen and returned with two cans of beer. "Want "a glass?" she asked, handing him a can.
"No. The can is fine."
Lindy knew that she was showing off a little, but she couldn't help it. She liked Tommy and since he was going to be her brother, she wanted to get to know him. But she was a little uncomfortable in the situation and was compensating or hiding her discomfort with the act.
"Are you still dating that blonde?" Lindy asked. "No. We split." He was relaxing a little. "What happened?" Lindy shifted in her chair, letting her body slide down and her legs straighten out in front of her.
"Oh, nothing. We just couldn't get along," he replied, his eyes looking her over, returning to the crotch of her jeans.
Lindy glanced down and saw that the seam at her crotch was pulled tightly into her pussy, making a crease and her cunt-lips bulged on either side of the indentation.
"What was wrong? Wouldn't she get it on with you?" Lindy was a little surprised that she had asked the question. Tommy didn't seem to be though. He just looked at her and grinned.
"That was most of the problem," he conceded.
Lindy sat silently for a few seconds, pouring down the rest of the beer. Her young body was warming and beginning to itch. Her eyes kept dropping to his lap and the bulge of his cock.
"You're not cherry, are you?" His question broke the silence. Lindy glanced up at him and smiled seductively.
"Nope." Their eyes met and for long seconds they were motionless, staring at each other.
"Oh, shit!" the girl whispered. Her nostrils were flared and her eyes heavy-lidded. Her breathing was getting ragged. Her pussy tingled and itched. "Let's fuck!"
She pushed herself to her feet and stepped across to the sofa. She stood looking down on him, her tongue flicking across her lips. Her nipples pushed out the front of her blouse. Tommy took her hand and pulled her toward him. His mouth pressed to her bare belly, his hands slipped around her ass and cupped the girlish cheeks, kneading them through the rough denim.
Lindy moaned and clutched at his head. His tongue laved the soft skin and stabbed into her navel. Her back arched, pushing her belly tighter against his face. His hands moved back around her slim waist and cupped her budding breasts, his fingers digging into the firm cones.
"Mmmmm," the girl hummed. Her hands left his head and she flicked the four buttons on her blouse, baring her aching breasts.
"Umm-hmmm," he replied. His hands flipped the blouse aside and his fingers closed on the spongy cones, the small rigid nipples pushing into his palms.
His tongue licked slowly upward. Lindy knew where he was going and the anticipation almost made her teeth chatter. Her pussy was oozing in her panties, wetting the nylon and soaking through to her jeans. Closer and closer his hot mouth came, his tongue laving the underside of her breasts. Her hands found his head again and urged him upward.
The hot wet tongue flicked across her aching nipple. "Aaaaaahhhh!" she moaned. His lips closed over it, sucking gently. Back and forth his tongue moved, causing her body to jerk with each stroke.
His teeth nipped at the sensitive buttons, his tongue laving and flicking. Lindy felt her young cunt beginning to pulse and drool. She clutched his head tighter. His hands squeezed her breast and stroked her warm skin. A fog of passion covered her thoughts. Her brain seemed aware of only his wet hot caresses and the sensations that rippled through her adolescent body.
Vaguely, she felt his fingers unfastening her jeans. Still suckling her nipples, he rolled the tight garment over her slim hips and pushed them down into a circle around her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside.
Tommy's fingers skimmed lightly over her legs, sending goosebumps up her spine. Lindy rolled her body from side to side and moaned and whimpered. His fingers teased the insides of her thighs, moving closer and closer to her damp crotch. Her panties seemed to be sticking to her throbbing pussy.
"Uh! UH!" she grunted and arched her back as he pushed his fingertips into the slippery crevice.
Waves of passion washed through her straining body. She could feel the tension building deep inside her belly. His mouth moved from one nipple to the other and back again. She jerked and thrashed against his mouth and fingers.
"If ... you don't stop, I'll come!" she hissed.
"Mmmmm," he hummed into the valley between her breasts. His fingers worked faster and his teeth nipped at her nipple.
Lindy felt herself slip over the edge and abandoned herself to the climax that rushed through her body. She gurgled and whimpered, her hips working and her pussy convulsing. Her cunt released a fresh hot flood of juice as she shuddered into the abandon of her climax.
Groaning, she rode the final tremors of pleasure and gently pushed his mouth and fingers from her. She pushed him back onto the sofa and gazed at him with foggy eyes.
"My turn," she rasped, dropping to her knees.
Her slim fingers rested on his leg. She could see the long bulge of his cock in his lap. She licked her lips in anticipation. Her hands glided up his thighs and across the buttons of his shirt. In a matter of seconds, she had it open and he stripped it off. Her fingers dropped to his belt and fumbled for a few seconds and then succeeded in opening it. His zipper grated and her small hand dove into the opening and closed around his cock.
"Ooooo! So hot!" she crooned.
She squeezed it and then reluctantly released it.
Her hands tugged his jeans down as he lifted his hips. She stripped them off his feet, her eyes fixed on his slowly pulsing cock. Her warm hands closed over it, squeezing and stroking.
Tommy slumped on the sofa and watched the girl. His breathing became heavier and ragged as she worked on his cock. Her fingers traveled up and down the length of it, working tenderly around the bullet-shaped head.
Lindy was fascinated. Tommy's cock was shaped much like his father's though it seemed a little smaller. She loved the feel of the satiny skin and the hard powerful feel of the column. The heat stirred dark lust in her belly. Her mouth watered as she gazed at the dark shiny head.
One hand slipped away from his cock and cupped the soft bag beneath it. His balls rolled inside it. She heard him gasp and looked up at his face. His eyes were closed, his mouth drooping open. His hands lay at his sides.
Unable to resist any longer, she leaned forward and, with open mouth, breathed on his cock. It. jerked in her hand as her hot breath played over it. The man-odor teased her nostrils and drew her lips closer. She kissed the dark head lightly and then let her tongue flick across the hot flesh. Tommy grunted and his hand touched her head.
With a soft gurgle, Lindy opened her mouth and slipped the large blunt head inside. His fingers tangled in her hair and he groaned. Her tongue probed at the tiny slit, teasing and stroking. Her hand gripped the base of his cock, his curly hair tickling her fingers.
"Oh, shit! Suck me off!" the boy hissed. His hands pulled at her head.
Lindy's nostrils flared and her breath whistled through them. Her mind was caught in the whirlpool of lust. Her young body throbbed with passion and the taste of his cock and the thought of his gushing come drove her higher and hotter.
Her mouth slid down until the head of his cock bumped the back of her throat and she had to fight the gag reflex. Her tongue pressed the underside of it, her teeth raking it gently. Her head bobbed slowly over his cock, making soft wet sounds as he sucked at the pulsing rod of flesh.
Tommy's hips began to thrust in rhythm with her head. The boiling heat of his come seeped through his crotch and he felt the first quaking tremor as he hovered on the brink of coming. Suddenly with a pop, Lindy's mouth jerked away from him and she stood up.
Tommy's eyes popped open and pained disappointment twisted his face. Lindy's face was a mask of pure lust. Her eyes were mere slits and her lips were parted and shiny. Her hands stripped the bikini panties off and tossed them aside. "I want that cock inside me!" she growled.
Her knees dropped to the sofa on either side of his legs and her down-covered pussy dropped to his jerking cock. The blunt head bumped the fleshy lips and the girl groaned. Her fingers reached between her slim thighs and grasped the waving cock. She placed the bulbous head against the opening of her cunt and sank slowly.
Tommy's eyes widened as he watched his gorged cock being engulfed slowly. The soft hot walls of her cunt squeezed around his cock and, inch by inch, consumed it. The entire length of it disappeared. The girl paused and sat motionless for several seconds.
"Soooo fucking good!" she hissed.
The boy was biting his lower lip, his eyes fixed on the gaping lips of her pussy. He could see the angry red button of her clit, erect and pulsing. His finger slipped across his belly and hooked up under the love button. He fondled the tiny slippery shaft and Lindy gurgled and jerked. Her cunt clutched and squeezed his cock.
"Uuuuuh! Uuuuuh!" Lindy shook as her body convulsed with each grunt. Pleasure racked her and with each climactic spasm the fires of her passion fanned higher.
She pushed his finger away from her pussy and began rolling her hips, slowly, moving her pussy back and forth over him. His cock flipped back and forth through the soft walls of her cunt. Wet sounds punctuated each motion of her hips.
Lindy's hands pulled his hands up to the small cones of her breasts and pressed them against the spongy mounds. His fingers curled and dug into the firm flesh. Her hips picked up speed, working in jerks and bounces, her head flopping around on her shoulders.
Tommy felt the growing pressure in his balls and arched up to push his cock a little deeper into her. She met his thrust, grinding her pussy harder against him. Her hips then lifted slightly and, pausing, she rammed herself back down over his straining cock. Again and again she repeated the motion, each time a little harder, the insides of her thighs slapping softly against his legs.
The two teenage bodies became a blur of motion as they worked together, drawing near their climaxes. The girl began to tremble and a low animal groan escaped her throat. Her body went rigid and her fingernails dug into Tommy's arms.
Tommy rammed his cock deep into her a final time and stiffened. His body shook as the first gushing stream of his come burst into her clutching cunt. The scalding flood drove Lindy into the throes of yet another climax. She wailed and jerked over his shaking body.
Sweat damp bodies collapsed into a tangle of limbs, their ragged breath whistling through their lips. The girl's cunt flexed and pulsed on Tommy's cock, milking the final drops from it.
With a sigh, Lindy rolled off him, falling back on the sofa and looking at him through heavy-lidded eyes. Her legs lay splayed open, the white froth of his come and her juices clinging to the downy hair around the red inner lips of her cunt.
"Mmmm, mmmmm, good!" she rasped, still slightly out of breath.
He smiled weakly at her and let his head drop back on the sofa back and closed his eyes, savoring the ebbing waves of pleasure.
"I'm going to like having you for a brother," she said with a giggle.
"Yeah! You make a swinging sister!"
"No more horny nights. Right?"
"Right!" he replied. His breathing had evened out and his eyes opened.
Her movement drew his attention. "I've got to pee. Back in a minute," she confessed.
He watched her ass disappear down the hall, and he leaned back again, smiling with satisfaction.
Lindy paused at the sink and looked at her reflection in the medicine-cabinet mirror. Her hand dropped to her pussy and came out wet with the slippery juices from their lovemaking. She slowly wiped it over her nipples, biting her lip as she felt her body stir in lust. The slippery thick come made her nipples shiny and wet. Her hand returned to her cunt and scooped more from it. She looked at the milky fluid and a tremor ran through her. Her hand rose. It didn't stop at her nipples, that time.
She sniffed the juice and then looked in the mirror. The sharp man taste filled her head and her pussy tingled. She sucked her fingers noisily and felt her cunt convulse in a small climax.
When she returned to the living room, Tommy was still on the sofa, naked, his cock limp. She dropped beside him and smiled.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Much better," she answered.
"Where did you learn to fuck so" good?" His question caught her a little off guard.
"Nosey, aren't you?"
"Yeah. It's just that I never had a fuck that good from a chick," he explained.
The compliment stunned her for a moment. She looked at him, a smile that was almost a smirk on her lips. "I get around," she replied.
"That much, I know." His handsome face smiled back at her and she warmed, dropping the falseness.
"You do pretty good yourself," she admitted.
"Thank you," he replied. "Not to change the subject, but your mother was a knockout in that dress tonight."
"You liked that, huh?" Lindy saw a glimmer in his eye and recognized it for what it was. ; "Yeah, it was sharp. She looked good in a swimsuit, but tonight she looked different. I don't know what I'm trying to say, really." He shrugged.
"You mean sexier?" she probed.
"Yeah, I guess that's it."
"How would you like to get in her panties?" She dropped her eyes as she asked the question. His cock twitched.
"Hey, come on! After all, she is your mother!" he objected.
"That doesn't plug up any holes. She likes to fuck, I know that much," she teased. His cock was showing signs that her conversation was stirring interest. It stirred and he crossed his legs, trying to hide it.
"How do you know that?" His interest showed in his eyes and his expression.
"Because I've seen her and your father getting it on. A couple of times."
Tommy was silent for nearly a minute as the thought seeped into his brain. His cock was half-hard as he mulled over what the girl had revealed.
"You would like to fuck her!" Lindy didn't let up.
"Well ... "
"I'm glad. Now, I won't feel so bad," she confessed.
"About what?"
"About fucking your father."
A grin spread across the boy's face as he realized the situation. He reached over and slid his finger through her exposed pussy, massaging her erect little love button.
"Hot little bitch, aren't you?" he taunted.
She smiled sexily at him and grabbed his hand, pushing his finger inside her boiling cunt. .
"Hottest pussy you'll ever fuck!" she retorted.
His cock stood rigid and swollen as her fingers closed around it. Their bodies met and joined.
CHAPTER FOUR
Paul and Rhonda entered the apartment a little after midnight and found Tommy clothed and asleep on the sofa. A quick search by Rhonda found Lindy lying across her bed asleep and fully clothed.
"Looks like we'll have to do without tonight," Paul whispered, looking over Rhonda's shoulder at Lindy's sleeping body.
Rhonda turned slowly to face him, a sultry smile on her face. She shook her head slowly and squeezed his cock through his slacks. Her fingers brought his prick to an alert state. She could feel it beginning to grow.
She led him quietly to her bedroom and closed the door. He reached for her, but she pushed his hands aside. Dropping to the edge of the bed, she sat with her legs apart and pulled her dress up, an inch at a time, exposing stocking tops and a garter belt, then white thighs. Paul sucked his breath in sharply. He hadn't seen stockings and a garter belt in several years. His cock jerked erect and pushed heatedly against the front of his slacks.
Rhonda watched him through heavy-lidded eyes, her tongue licking her full red lips seductively. For a moment Paul was at loss as to what she was doing. Then slowly it dawned on him. She was putting on a show for him. He shifted from one foot to the other, nervous with excitement.
The hem of her dress moved slowly upward until he saw the black-lace panties between the white columns of her full thighs. His temples pounded with passion. Her long red fingernails scraped over her stockings with a whispery rasp. She moved them slowly up over the bare skin of her thighs and then raked the black-lace panties.
He glanced up to her face and found her watching his reaction intently. Her eyes sparkled devilishly and she smiled. His eyes dropped back to her crotch. Her fingers stroked at her pussy through the panties, pushing into the crease between the fleshy lips.
"Let me see that gorgeous cock!" she demanded in a husky whisper.
As if in a trance, he obeyed, unzipping his fly and reaching in and extracting his swollen cock. It pulsed slowly in the cradle of his fingers, the blunt dark head bobbing.
"Mmmmm! Looks delicious!" she rasped.
Rhonda's fingers rubbed deeper into the crevice in the black lace. Her fingers hooked the elastic edge of the crotch and pulled it aside, baring her glistening pussy. Her finger dipped immediately into it, stroking and probing as her eyes remained fixed on his cock.
"Stroke it!" she hissed.
Paul hesitated, his eyes staring at her fingers in her cunt. He had never jacked off in front of anyone. He only paused for a second. Her exhibition had his lust stirred up to the point of dropping his inhibitions. His hand began stroking the shaft of his cock, squeezing the head. He heard her gasp softly.
Rhonda slumped a little, one hand holding the crotch of her panties aside, the other massaging her drooling pussy. Her breathing was getting harsh and ragged and her mouth drooped. Her hips were jerking slightly with the sensations that her fingers were evoking in her cunt.
Paul watched her, almost hypnotized by her abandon. His hand moved faster over the hard shaft of his cock. He squeezed the spongy head with each stroke, sending a wave of pleasure through the throbbing flesh. His blood pounded in his veins and his breath whistled through his parted lips.
Rhonda was caught up in the fever of her lust. Her body jerked and bounced, her eyes fixed on his stroking hand and his swollen cock. Her fingers tore at the slippery flesh of her pussy. She grunted and gurgled as she worked on her cunt.
"Uuuuh! Uhhhh!" her voice chanted.
Her dress was bunched around her waist, her legs spread wide apart. She paused a moment, then stripped the black panties off and tossed them aside. Her deep pink inner lips gleamed at Paul, the shadowy hole within opening and closing slowly. Her fingers stabbed at the oozing orifice, the other hand rolling and stroking the red erect button at the top of her slit.
Suddenly her hand reached for him. "Your cock! Give me your cock!" she demanded.
Paul stepped to her and attempted to push her on her back. She shrugged him off and grasped his throbbing cock, pulling him closer. Her head bent and her mouth closed over the bulbous head, bathing it in wet heat. Her fingers continued their work on her cunt as she sucked and tongue his cock.
Paul ground his teeth together against the intense sensations that she was causing with her mouth. His hands grabbed her head, tangling in her hair and pulled her wet mouth farther down over his straining flesh. His hips moved slowly, working his cock in and out of her throat. Her tongue laved the head and squeezed the sensitive underside. All traces of inhibition left Paul and he fucked her clutching mouth with abandon. Animal sounds seeped out around his cock from her throat. He was vaguely aware of the sucking sounds of her mouth and the wet sound of her fingers in her pussy.
The pressure mounted and reached the bursting point. His hips pistoned back and forth, driving his cock into her throat with a frenzy. Her free hand clutched his flexing ass-cheeks, pulling him into her mouth. Paul raised to his tiptoes and groaned. He rammed his cock into her throat and lost contact with the rest of the world as the thick streams of his come burst from him and filled her mouth.
Rhonda whimpered when she felt the jerk of his cock and then tasted the sharp hot come. Her pussy convulsed and she began to shudder as she crashed into her climax. With each geyser of his come, she shuddered again and her cunt convulsed into a more intense climax. Her fingers were drenched with her oozing juices.
The final stream of come filled her mouth and slid down her throat, and she mouthed his throbbing cock gently, trying to coax just a few more drops from it. He pushed her head away gently and he stepped back, knees weak and shaking. She licked the few drops that clung to her lips and chin and let her hand slide from between her thighs.
"Delicious come!" she whispered.
"Delicious mouth!" he retorted.
She lifted her slippery fingers to his face. "Smell," she said. "That's what sucking you off did for my pussy."
He grasped her wrist and pulled the wet fingers to his mouth and licked the slippery juice from them, savoring the sweet taste. Rhonda moaned and looked up at him dreamily.
"You had better get out of here before I drag you to bed and say the hell with the kids!" she ordered, pulling her hand from his mouth and rising, her dress falling to cover her pussy.
"Keep talking like that and I'll be the one dragging," he replied.
Her answer to that was to turn and open the door and step into the hall. Paul followed her on tiptoe, bumping into her when she stopped at Lindy's door. A motion of her hand directed his eyes into the semi-dark room.
Lindy lay on her stomach, still dressed. Her legs were spread and her ass rose and fell, slowly. Paul stared for a second before he saw the girl's hands between her thighs. A surge of fresh lust boiled up in him. He glanced at the girl's face and was sure that she was asleep. He licked his dry lips and gazed transfixed as Lindy's ass moved faster and her body began to jerk.
The desire that welled up in Paul's loins was recognizable as lust, but the sensation was somehow different. He knew that and was sure that it was due to the scene that he was viewing. A hand closed over the bulge of his cock in his slacks and he jumped. He looked down into the leering grin on Rhonda's face. Her ass was pressed against his cock and her fingers worked between them, massaging the swollen rod of his cock.
The soft squeak of the bed drew his eyes back to the girl's body. He felt his cock jerk in Rhonda's hand. Before he knew it, his zipper was open and she had pulled his cock out into the open. His eyes shot back to the woman's face, shock and lust mixing in his expression. Her hands pulled up her dress and pushed the head of his throbbing cock down between the globes of her ass cheeks and between her thighs. He felt the hot wet lips of her pussy slipping over his sensitive skin.
His groan was almost too loud. He trembled and flexed his knees, dropping his body, his hands gripping her waist. Her slim fingers manipulated his cock-head into the drooling opening of her cunt, her body bending at the waist a little. Suddenly, the head of his cock was inside her boiling hole. He pressed it forward, sinking slowly to the depths of her clutching cunt.
A soft sigh escaped Rhonda's lips as she wiggled her ass against the front of his slacks, working his cock a little deeper into her. He saw her face turn toward the figure on the bed and his eyes followed hers.
Lindy's face was contorted in an expression of lust, her eyes still closed in sleep. Her ass bounced up and down, driving her crotch back and forth over her hands. Her mouth was open and small grunts were coming from it.
Paul felt Rhonda's cunt clench around his cock and fresh warm juice wet his cock. Her body trembled under his hands and she pushed back against his cock, harder, moving her ass from side to side. He gripped her waist tighter and pulled her back. His cock was surging in her molten cunt, his balls beginning to draw up against his body. He bit his lip to keep from moaning and he pulled his cock slowly back until only the head remained in her cunt. His hips flexed and he rammed his cock back into her.
Rhonda jerked with the plunge of his rock-hard cock and her cunt convulsed again as she came again. Her body was shaking violently, her cunt squeezing his cock in a vise-like grip.
Paul looked back to the girl and saw her beginning to thrash in the throes of a climax. Her ass dropped and she ground her cloth-covered cunt against her hands. Her toes curled and her teeth clenched, her lips pulled tight across them.
Paul slammed his cock into Rhonda one final time, grinding against her. His balls jerked and his cock surged. Hot streams of thick come gushed into her. He threw his head back and clamped his eyes shut, shaking with pleasure. With each spurt of come, he felt Rhonda's cunt grip his cock tighter and push back harder against him.
The final shudder ran through them and they hung motionless. Slowly, Rhonda felt Paul relax. She eased forward, letting his cock slip from her, and she straightened up. Her eyes glanced at Lindy and she saw the girl looking back at her. Rhonda froze. Before she could react, the girl winked at her and smiled and then closed her eyes.
Paul's hands, urging her to move, brought motion to Rhonda's body. Her head spun as she realized that Lindy had been awake all along and had put on the show for their benefit. She wobbled rather than walked into the living room, Paul right behind her.
Paul turned her around and kissed her long and hard, his tongue probing her mouth. His hands stroked her ass through the dress. Releasing her, he whispered, "Thank you."
"Thank you," she whispered.
"I'll call you tomorrow," he promised, kissing her nose.
"You better," she threatened teasingly.
He stepped away from her and looked at her body for a second and smiled. Stepping to the sofa, he shook his son's sleeping form. The boy stirred and looked up at him.
"Time to go," Paul said.
"Okay," Tommy replied sleepily. He swung his feet to the floor and stood up, pausing to stretch.
"Goodnight, Rhonda," Paul turned to say, kissing her quickly.
"Goodnight, Paul. Goodnight, Tommy," she said.
"'Night," the boy mumbled, staggering a little. The door closed behind the two males, and Rhonda stood for a minute staring at the door. She turned, her face looking a little worried and went to Lindy's room.
The girl sat propped up in bed, the bedside lamp on. She smiled strangely. Rhonda paused just inside the room for a second and then crossed to the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Hi, Mom," the girl said softly, the unnerving smile still there.
"Lindy," Rhonda said hesitantly, "that wasn't very nice."
"What wasn't?"
"Putting on that show." Rhonda had a feeling that she was losing the contest before she even started.
"It wasn't a show. I could hear you and Paul getting it on and I was turned on. I couldn't go back to sleep so I solved my problem. I didn't know that the two of you would come out when you did. I didn't even hear you until you started coming." She wasn't even trying to be innocent.
Rhonda looked down at her hands and tried to gather her thoughts.
"If you enjoy sex, why can't I?"
The question blew any hope of prevailing to the winds. Rhonda shrugged and grinned sheepishly at her daughter.
"I guess you are right. I've been acting like a two-faced bitch, haven't I?"
"No," Lindy replied. She sat up and hugged her mother. "You are just concerned and you love me.
"I do love you and I am concerned. Maybe you have a better outlook than I do about sex. I had a different world to grow up in than you do. I'll try to get over it." She stroked her daughter's hair.
A thought slipped into Rhonda's mind. She paused and looked down at the top of Lindy's head. "What did you and Tommy do for entertainment tonight?" Her voice was tense.
"Fucked." The word came out of the girl's mouth so easily.
Rhonda stiffened. Her mind raced through imagined pictures. She thought of the boy and his body. She tried to picture him naked, pumping his cock into Lindy. Her pussy twitched with the thought, and she felt the slippery come that Paul had shot into her oozing from between the lips of her cunt and wetting her thighs.
A strange feeling seeped into her and grew. Her mind dwelled on the thought of Tommy's body. She wondered if his cock looked like Paul's and how big it was. The strange sensation swelled inside her and she felt her pussy getting warmer and wetter. She realized that the wetness wasn't all Paul's come. She was getting hot.
"Mom?" Lindy's voice broke her trance. "Huh?"
"You all right? You're awfully quiet." The girl moved back and looked at her.
"Yes. Yes, I'm fine. That word just took me by surprise."
"Oh." Lindy looked at her for several seconds. Her gaze made Rhonda a little uncomfortable. Her eyes flicked away.
"He's pretty good, too. His cock is beautiful." The strange smile had returned to Lindy's lips.
A flush ran over Rhonda and she fidgeted. Her pussy was itching unbearably. She shifted and looked back to her daughter. Her eyes almost pleaded for the girl to stop.
"It's late. You had better get to sleep," the woman mumbled.
With a shrug, Lindy swung around her and off the bed. She stripped off her blouse and jeans. Rhonda watched. The cones of the girl's budding breasts juggled as she moved, the dark nipples rigid. Rhonda tried to divert her eyes but failed. She glanced down at the juncture of the girl's slim thighs. The light-colored, soft hair looked damp and matted. Another flush ran over Rhonda as she speculated as to whether it was Tommy's come.
Lindy dropped a gown over her head and wiggled into it. She turned with a smile and crawled onto the bed. " 'Night, Mom."
"Oh! Goodnight, dear," Rhonda said, breaking her trance and kissing the girl's cheek.
She switched off the lamp and fled from the room, turning into the bathroom and closing the door. She leaned against the hard door and closed her eyes. Her mind spun as she tried to suppress the wild and strange feelings that were boiling up in her. Her pussy was on fire. The insides of her thighs were drenched with a mixture of her juices and Paul's come.
She forced herself upright and stripped off her clothes quickly. Glancing into the mirror, she saw the panic in her face. She paused and tried to control herself. Her eyes fell on the reflection of her full breasts. The nipples were dark and swollen. The button centers were rigid and extended. She licked her lips and turned away from the mirror. Her knees were weak and shaky. She tried to relax.
Hands in her lap, she leaned her head back against the wall and shut her eyes. Pictures raced through her mind. Naked bodies. Lindy's small breasts. Paul's long hard cock. Lindy's damp pussy hair. Tommy appeared in her mind. A crystal-clear picture of his naked body, his cock hard and throbbing.
Her eyes popped open. She realized that her thighs were open and her fingers were stroking the slippery inner lips of her pussy. She tried to pull them away, but the sensation was too overpowering. Her hips flexed and her clit throbbed. She touched it and her whole body shook as she crashed into a climax. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes again, surrendering to the passion of her body. Tommy's cock bobbed in her mind's eye. Her fingers rolled her love button and she gasped softly. Her mouth opened as if to receive the imaginary cock and she shuddered into another climax.
Her pussy was drenched, coating her stroking fingers with her slippery juices. Her mouth worked as she fantasized. She felt a hunger to taste and feel the boy's cock. Each thought set off another small climax, drawing her higher and higher. Her legs flexed. Her fingers rolled and stroked her clit, two fingers of the other hand buried in her slushy cunt.
Her head rolled from side to side, her eyes clenched shut, her wheezing breath pouring from her drooping lips. Her flailing fingers tore at her pussy, making wet sounds. As she drew nearer the brink of a consuming climax, her mind conjured wild fantasies. Huge cocks spurting globs of come. Boys and men pistoning their cocks into her pussy and her mouth. Suddenly, from the tangle of thoughts and imagination, came a pussy oozing with come. Her tongue thrust out of her mouth to touch the illusion. She could almost taste the pussy and the come.
Her fingers were a blur. Her back arched. She jerked once, then again. The two fingers plunged to the knuckles in her spasming pussy and she gasped. Her body shook and jerked for long seconds as her climax crashed through her. Colors burst in her head and every cell and sinew in her body vibrated as the overpowering passion racked her body.
She slumped, her body heavy, exhausted and panting. For several minutes she sat on the floor, unable to move. Slowly, she regained her strength and her breathing evened out.
Rhonda finally staggered to her feet and made it to the shower. The steaming water hissed over her throbbing body and brought her almost back to her senses. She dried slowly and staggered to the bed. Collapsing, she fell into a deep dreamless sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lindy came home from school the following day and found a note from her mother saying that she had to change her appointment at the hair dressers and would be out until six-thirty. The girl shrugged and went to the kitchen to raid the refrigerator.
Hunger satisfied, she wandered through the apartment, looking for a way to pass the two hours or so before her mother returned. She looked into Rhonda's bedroom and started to turn away. Her eyes lit up as an idea struck her. She stepped into the room and crossed to the bureau. Pulling the top drawer out, she surveyed the neatly-folded pile of lingerie. Picking over the pile of panties, she withdrew three or four pair and crossed to the bed.
Facing the mirror, she stripped. She curled her fingers around her immature breasts and tried to push them out. Turning, she looked over her shoulder at the reflection of her small ass. She shrugged and picked up a pair of red-lace bikini panties from the bed and stepped into them.
They were stretch lace and fit well enough. They looked smaller and more transparent on Rhonda, but Lindy knew that her hips and ass weren't as well developed as her mother's. The girl struck several poses, imitating the pictures she had seen in a couple of girly magazines.
The red panties were stripped off and a pair of sheer black ones replaced them. She turned and posed several times. She was more satisfied with these panties than the previous pair. A little disappointed, she stripped them off and refolded them. As she put them in the drawer, something caught her eye. She lifted a stack of lingerie and hesitated. A long cylinder with a bullet-shaped end was at the bottom of the drawer. She picked it up and examined it. The end and sides were smooth and she found a switch on the other end.
Turning the switch, the object buzzed in her hand. Her brow knitted and she quickly turned it off. A smile broke over her face as she realized what the object was. Without hesitation, she switched it back on and lowered it to her down-covered pussy. The vibrations sent a tingle through the roots of the soft hairs and then through the firm pouting lips of her pussy. Her hips jerked involuntarily and a smile spread across her face.
"Mmmm!" she hummed as she pressed the tip between the lips and let it play over the tender flesh.
She pushed it down across the entrance to her cunt and then slowly pulled it back up through her slit. The nearer it came to her tiny love button, the more intense the sensations. It touched her clit and she shuddered. Her thighs parted wider and her knees bent, opening her pussy and making her clit an easy target.
Rubbing the vibrator slowly back and forth over her love button, her body began to sway and her eyes closed. Deep inside, she could feel the tension building at the approach of her climax. She hungrily waited and worked the buzzing blunt plastic tip faster over the sensitive little knob.
The doorbell jerked her from the brink of a climax and made her freeze.
Fear surged through her. She flicked the vibrator off and replaced it in the drawer, covering it with' lingerie. Snatching up her clothes, she ran to her bedroom and threw on her robe. The bell rang again.
Breathless with fear, she paused at the door and tried to catch her breath.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"Paul," a deep voice replied.
Relieved, she took the chain off and opened the door. Paul smiled warmly and stepped inside. He looked around quickly and then turned to the girl.
"Is your mother here?" he asked, his eyes flicking over her robe. He had just realized what the girl was wearing.
"Uh, no. She's at the hairdressers. She should be back in an hour or so." Lindy felt a flush of heat as his eyes ran over her again. Her mind suddenly began to work furiously.
"Oh." Paul looked a little confused. "I guess I'll come back later."
"No!" She had said it louder than she had intended. "Uh, you can wait. It's all right."
"Well, it looked like I interrupted your bath or something," he explained.
"Oh, this? No, I just got out of my school clothes. When I heard the doorbell, I didn't think I should answer it naked." A teasing grin spread across her mouth. "No, I guess not."
"Have a seat," she offered with a motion. "Would you like a drink?"
"Yeah. That sounds like a great idea." He dropped into a chair. "Scotch, please."
"Okay. Back in a minute."
Lindy went to the bar behind him and poured a generous shot into a glass, pausing to measure it with her eyes. She gulped a large swallow from it for courage and refilled it. She walked back to his chair and handed him the glass. She sat down on the arm of the chair, her arm across the back of it behind him.
"Thank you." His eyes betrayed his nervousness from her nearness.
"How's Tommy?" Lindy felt a funny churning in her stomach from being so close to Paul.
"Okay, I guess. I haven't been home this afternoon," he replied.
Lindy shifted on the chair arm. Her hip pressed against his arm. He glanced nervously at her and sipped his Scotch. She struggled to think of something to say.
"You and Mom going out tonight?" she asked.
"No. As a matter of a fact, she didn't know that I was dropping by," he replied. His eyes paused on the leg that had become exposed by her robe slipping off it.
Lindy stole secretive glances at his lap. His cock was a faint bulge at first, but now she was sure that it had grown.
He set his empty glass on the table near the chair and tried the impossible task of relaxing. The warmth of her hip against his arm and the faint sweet smell of her body were preventing any chance of relaxing. .
Lindy crossed her legs, the robe falling away from both of them, baring them almost to the thigh. Paul noticed from the corner of his eye that the tip of her breast was pushing at the front of the robe more than it had a few minutes before. The button of her nipple was outlined quite plainly.
"It will be nice to have a daddy again," the girl cooed. Her arm pressed against his shoulders.
"Daddies aren't always nice, though." His attempt at teasing flopped.
"Oh, I think anything you did would be nice!"
"You're not very realistic, then." His tone was serious.
She could see his cock pushing against his pants, lifting the cloth. She stroked his hair.
"Oh, I don't think you could be mean to me." Her voice was soft and almost liquid. Her breath brushed his ear.
Paul felt a rush of fear. Another few minutes and he knew that he would not be able to fight the desire that was smoldering in his crotch. He shifted, trying to break the contact with the girl's body.
Suddenly, her soft lips kissed his ear and she spun off the chair arm. She looked down at him, her eyes heavy-lidded and seductive.
"Enough. For now. But someday and soon, you will give in to it," she said huskily. "Soon, Paul, you are going to fuck me."
With that she spun on her heels and started for the hall. She paused and looked over her shoulder at him. "I'm going to take a shower and jack off. I'm so hot for you that my pussy is sticky."
Paul sat in stunned silence, his eyes wide, and watched her disappear down the hall. For several seconds he sat still, his thoughts roaring in his head. The hiss of the shower stirred his mind enough to shake off his shock and clear his head. He thought about the things he had seen Lindy do and about her thoughts, and deep down he knew she was right ... someday he would.
The front door rattled and he turned to see Rhonda walk in. She smiled at him and pushed the door shut.
"Paul! What are you doing here?" Excitement flowed from her voice and body.
"Just thought I'd surprise you," he replied, standing and taking the woman in his arms and kissing her passionately.
Rhonda pulled away, a little breathless. Her hand curled around his still-bulging cock.
"Is that what you brought me?" Her voice was seductive. Her fingers squeezed.
"Sort of," he replied. "But Lindy's here. She's in the shower." He nodded toward the hall.
"That's no problem. She knows what we do." Rhonda's voice was husky with passion. Her long fingers stroked his throbbing cock through his pants. "Let's go to bed," she enticed, squeezing the hard column of flesh.
"Do you think that we should?" He looked from her face to the sound of the shower and then back to her face. He remembered what Lindy had said about what she was going to do in the shower.
"Should, Hell!" Rhonda rasped. "We've got to. I'm starved for that cock!"
He followed her into the hall and to her bedroom. He pushed the door closed and turned to find Rhonda stripping quickly.
She stood in her bra and panties, her hands behind her back, fumbling with the clasp of the pale-blue bra. Through the pale-blue matching panties he could see the dark shadow of her pussy hair. He licked his lips and started to strip, his eyes following her motions.
The large brown-tipped globes of her breasts sprang from the confining garment and she sighed softly. Paul could see the long nipples standing rigid and erect. She paused to smile at him and then hooked her fingers in her panties and pushed them tantalizingly over the swell of her hips and down over her feet. Her breasts quivered as she straightened up.
He was stripping off his shorts as she eased her naked body onto the bed and lay on her back watching him. Her legs were parted slightly and the deep pink inner flesh of her pussy glistened. The firm mounds of her breasts flattened a little, exaggerating the length of her erect nipples.
Tossing his shorts aside, he turned to face her. Rhonda's eyes widened as she saw his rock-hard cock standing out from his crotch. She licked her bps and eased her hand across her belly, dipping her fingers into her already-juicy cunt. Paul stood for a moment looking down at her.
He bent and pulled her legs farther apart and crawled on his knees between them, pausing to look down at her wet pussy. A moan escaped Rhonda's lips as she misjudged his intention. She thought that he was going to ram his cock into her without foreplay or preliminaries.
"God, your cunt looks good!" he rasped.
His body bent and she watched wide-eyed and open-mouthed as he lowered his face toward her pussy, holding her breath with expectation. His hot breath raked her pulsing pussy, tickling the matted curly hair. She felt his lips brush the soft hot lips of her cunt and she gasped. His tongue lashed out suddenly and probed the slippery folds of her cunt, teasing the gaping hole and then sliding slowly up to the top of the slit to touch her tiny love button.
Rhonda's body jerked and her back arched, pushing her hot steamy pussy up to his mouth. Her fingers groped and found his head, tangling in his hair and pulling his head tighter to her crotch. His slight stubble of beard scraped the tender skin of her thighs as she squeezed them around his face.
"Oooooh, yes! Suck it!" she groaned.
Her neck strained and her eyes were clenched shut. Her full red lips were pulled back over her teeth in a grimace. His tongue probed and teased at her clit. Each time he touched it, she jerked.
His strong hands slipped under her round ass and, cupping a cheek in each, he lifted her ass higher. Her thigh muscles were trembling and her toes were curled under from the strain.
"Oh! Oh! It's ... it's coming!" she rasped.
Paul worked faster, lapping at her oozing cunt, flicking her love button. Her fingernails raked his scalp. She arched her back higher, every muscle in her body straining. He caught the erect button of her clit between his lips and sucked it, his tongue playing back and forth over it.
"AHHhhhhh!" Rhonda gurgled. Her body shuddered and a fresh flood of juices surged from her gaping cunt.
Paul licked and sucked hungrily at her fleshy-lipped cunt, lapping her juices and nipping lightly at the lips. Rhonda thrashed and rolled as her climax racked her straining body.
Slowly her body relaxed and she eased back to the bed. Paul's hands still cupped and massaged her ass-cheeks. His tongue sliced slowly up and down through the lips of her cunt. The fog lifted from her mind a little and she reached to pull him up on top of her.
Paul resisted her urging and flicked at her clit again, sending shivers through her. She felt his hands pull from under her ass and slide up to pull the lips of her cunt apart. His tongue pressed flat against the gaping slit, and he licked the full length of it, pausing to twirl her love button for a few seconds.
"Oh, God! Oh! Oh! Oooooh, yessss!" Rhonda hissed.
Tremors of lust ran through her and she felt the fires of passion burst into full flame again. Her legs flexed and she clamped his head between her thighs. His tongue stroked and laved at her cunt and clit, driving her higher and higher.
Paul caught her legs and pushed them up, her knees bending as they rose. His fingers pressed into the insides of her thighs, close to her knees, and pushed her legs open. His tongue was raking from ass-hole to clit and back. His nails scraped her sensitive legs as his hand slid down to her taut ass-cheeks. His fingers stroked at her ass-hole, teasing the puckered hole. A strange surge of sensations shot through Rhonda.
His finger probed lightly at the ring of muscle, pushing the tip against the resistance. Rhonda groaned and shook. His tongue was laving her clit, flicking and twirling the hard little-button. His finger pressed again at her ass-hole, pushing deeper. Suddenly, Rhonda felt the finger penetrate her and sink slowly into her tight dry hole. She groaned a little louder and wiggled her ass.
The feel of his finger probing her ass-hole was stirring strange new sensations in Rhonda. Her cunt convulsed and clenched. Her clit vibrated against his tongue. Deeper and deeper it plunged until she felt his knuckles against her ass cheeks. His lips caught her love button and his teeth nipped gently at the swollen knob.
The heat of lust was like a liquid fire running through her. Rhonda felt all inhibitions slipping away. Her ass-hole opened to the intrusion of his finger. In the fog of her passion she wondered how his cock would feel plunged into her puckered hole.
Paul moved his finger, massaging the walls of her ass-hole and Rhonda squealed. Thundering pulses of sensation ran through her. She jerked and bounced. His mouth worked at her clit with a frenzy. His finger probed and pushed deep inside her ass.
"Ah! Ah! Oh! Oh! Aaagggnnn!" Rhonda cried as she felt the crash of another climax shatter her mind and shake her body. Wave after wave of nearly-unbearable pleasure roared through her. She clawed at his head. Twisting on the bed, she tugged at his body.
"Your cock!" she gurgled. "I want your fucking cock in my mouth!"
A fresh surge of passion and heat ran through him. Still licking her drooling cunt, he swiveled his body around over hers and lowered his gorged throbbing cock to her face. Her fingers grasped it and pulled it to her open mouth. First the heat of her breath wafted over the swollen head and then the wet heat of her mouth closed around it.
Rhonda pulled his cock into her mouth hungrily, her tongue circling the hot head. She sucked it deeper and deeper until it pressed against the back of her throat. Her fingers cupped and squeezed his balls, rolling them gently. His tongue lashed at her cunt. Her clit felt as if it were on fire.
Pushing slowly at his balls and belly, she set the pace. His cock slid in and out of her sucking, clenching mouth. She could feel the heat in his cock and the pound of his pulse in it as he lost himself more and more to the sensations of her cock-sucking.
"Mmmmph!" Rhonda gurgled around his cock as she came again.
His cock was plunging in and out of her mouth and she found herself hungry for the taste and feel of his come. She wanted him to fill her belly full of the hot thick fluid. His ass was bucking faster as he neared the explosion point.
Their bodies thrashed and bounced together. Paul's cock rammed into her throat again and again. Rhonda sucked it noisily, coaxing the flood of his come. She felt his body jerk and then stiffen. She pushed him up until only the head of his jerking cock remained in her mouth.
Thick jets of hot come sprayed into her mouth. Rhonda swallowed quickly, making room for the next gusher. He was moaning and gasping into her pussy with each spurt. The last mouthful dribbled from his cock and she mouthed the throbbing tool gently, licking the remains of it from the head and shaft.
Reluctantly, she let his cock slide from her lips and he rolled off her onto his back. He lay gasping like a fish out of water. She licked her lips and trembled.
"Paul," Rhonda whispered hoarsely, "I can't stand this much longer."
"What?" He was still a little breathless.
"Grabbing a quicky when he can manage it." She rolled on her side to look at him.
"Well, it won't be for much longer. Another week," he replied, trying to reassure her.
"I can't wait. Let's either get married tomorrow or let's live together or something." Her tone was serious and a little desperate.
He looked at her for several seconds, trying to assess her feelings and seriousness. He knew almost immediately that she was serious.
"Well, we could move the ceremony up a week, I guess. A lot of our friends would be disappointed, though."
"Fuck our friends! I want you, here in my bed, every night." Her tone was almost pleading.
"Okay. I'll make the arrangements. We already have the license and the paperwork done so all I have to do is find a judge or justice of the peace," he relented.
"Thank you!" She snuggled closer and nuzzled his chin.
"I'll take the day off tomorrow. That will give us a long weekend to get moved and honeymoon."
"Moving can wait. I want the honeymoon, first."
"What about the kids? We'll have to keep them out of school for the ceremony and then what about the weekend? They will have to stay with someone."
"No. We will do it without them and we will honeymoon right here. In this bed!" she growled playfully.
"You're crazy, you know!" he chuckled.
"Yeah, crazy for that cock of yours." She curled her fingers around his flaccid tool and stroked it to emphasize her point.
"Better cut that out or you'll get results," he teased.
"That's what I want," she retorted.
CHAPTER SIX
The following day, Paul made the arrangements and picked up Rhonda at noon. They went to the city hall and were married by a judge. On the drive back to her apartment, which would now be theirs, she snuggled close to him and stroked his thigh.
"Hey, cut it out. You're making it hard to drive," he said with mock severity.
"Good. I want to shake you up every time I get near you," Rhonda crooned.
He parked the car in the lot behind the building and she scampered out to unlock the door. Paul followed her through it and they met a surprise.
Lindy and Tommy stood in the center of the living room, grinning at them. Paul and Rhonda stopped in their tracks and gaped at the two teenagers.
"You didn't really think that you could get away with it, did you?" Lindy asked.
"How did you know?" Rhonda asked.
"I overheard your plans last night as I was coming out of the bathroom," the girl replied.
"I hope that's all that you heard." Paul was grinning at the girl.
"No, but we won't go into what else I heard." Her green eyes were holding the man's without a waver.
"It was a little sneaky but congratulations, Dad," Tommy spoke for the first time.
"Thanks, Son." Paul took the boy's proffered hand.
"You, too, Mother." The boy said the word with a little hesitation as he turned to Rhonda and hugged her.
"Welcome to the family, Daddy," Lindy said in a sultry voice, her arms circling Paul's waist. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him full on the mouth. Her pointed tongue stabbed quickly at his lips.
Paul felt the heat of lust ignite deep in his body and stirring in his cock. Before he could even close his eyes, the girl had stepped back and was looking up at him knowingly.
"Well," Rhonda said breathlessly, "I think this celebration calls for a drink." Her face was flushed and the contact of the boy's body had warmed her pussy as well as her face.
"I second that motion," Paul added.
"We've taken care of that, too." Tommy turned and went to the kitchen, returning with a tray. A bottle of champagne and four glasses sat on it. He set the tray down and popped the cork.
"To the bride and groom," Tommy said after handing each person a filled glass.
"To the family," Paul added.
"Yeah," Lindy said softly. Her eyes flicked from Paul's face to his crotch and then back to his face. Her pink pointed tongue flicked across her lips suggestively. Paul forced a smile in reply.
"Let's sit down, for God's sakes," Rhonda said.
"Here, here!" Paul agreed.
Paul dropped into the large chair opposite the sofa with Rhonda settling onto the arm of it. The two adolescents sat on the sofa.
"I guess we can start moving in, Tommy," Paul said.
"Most of our clothes are already here," the boy revealed.
"When did this come about?" Paul's face showed his surprise.
"This morning," Lindy interrupted. "Tommy and I spent the morning at your apartment packing and moving yours and his clothes."
"How?" Rhonda asked.
"A friend of ours drove us in his van," the boy replied.
"You two are pretty smart, aren't you?" Rhonda smiled at the two teenagers as she spoke.
Lindy nodded and grinned. She noticed that her mother's skirt had pulled above her knees and her legs were slightly open. She was sure that Tommy was getting an eyeful of the woman's crotch. She glanced at the boy and confirmed her supposition. His eyes were flicking quickly back and forth from the woman's face to her knees.
Lindy watched her mother secretively and saw her face flush again as the woman realized that the boy was looking up her skirt. She made no move to conceal her exposed panties. Lindy smiled and turned her attention to Paul.
"Did you change Mom's mind about going away on a honeymoon?"
"No," he replied. "I think we came to a sort of compromise. We're going to wait until this summer and take a trip out west instead."
"Sounds great!" Lindy bubbled. She was more excited that they were staying there for the weekend than she was about the trip during the summer.
"I think I'll change and see what we have that I can start for dinner," Rhonda said. Her voice had a slight strain to it.
Lindy looked at her mother and saw the tell-tale signs of passion in her face.
"Hey, just forget about dinner. I'm taking us all out, tonight," Paul commanded.
"All right with me," the woman answered. "I'm still going to change. How about you?" She looked at her husband and smiled suggestively.
"Sounds like a good idea." He rose and followed her down the hall.
Tommy turned to Lindy and the girl smiled knowingly at him. "Are you just going to sit there or are you coming with me?" she asked.
"Let's go."
The two rose and entered the hall. The faint sound of music came from the closed door to their parents' bedroom. Lindy grinned. They had turned on the radio to cover any sounds that they made. She let the boy into the room that had become his. It had been the guest room until that morning.
Creeping across the room to the closet, she opened the door and stepped inside. The music was slightly louder inside the darkened closet. The back wall of it was also the wall of her mother's and now Paul's bedroom.
She stepped to the wall and squinted. A louvered metal frame was set in the wall. The duct that had led to it was unfastened and pushed aside. Lindy squatted and peered through the louvers. She sucked her breath in sharply.
She felt Tommy kneel beside her and peer through the narrow openings to see what had caused her reaction. As his eyes focused, his throat made a noise.
Rhonda sat on the bed, clad in matching black-lace bra and bikini panties and stockings and a garter belt. She was smiling up at Paul as she unfastened his pants. Her fingers worked quickly and nimbly and his slacks were a circled heap around his ankles. His shorts showed a large bulge in front of them.
Lindy watched the bulge and felt her young pussy suddenly become damp and begin to itch. She shifted to her knees and watched, her breath quickening as she saw her mother strip Paul's shorts down. The man's cock sprang out into view, only inches from the woman's face. Lindy licked her lips and gasped softly.
Tommy was hypnotized by the woman's scanty-clad body. He watched intently as her long fingers closed around the large shaft of his father's cock. He jerked as something touched the bulge in his jeans.
Lindy smiled in the dim light as he turned to her. Her hand was stroking his cock through his jeans. Her other hand was opening her own jeans and pushing them down over her slim hips. It then disappeared into her filmy panties and he could see her fingers working at her pussy.
Lindy looked back at her mother and saw Paul's cock sink halfway into the woman's mouth. Rhonda's fingers circled the base of the swollen shaft, her other hand cupping his hairy balls. Lindy plunged her finger into her juicy little pussy and shivered.
Tommy followed her gaze and felt intense lust surge through his body. Lindy felt his cock jerk inside his jeans as he saw Rhonda's mouth sucking hungrily at Paul's cock. The girl watched Tommy's expression. The boy was so carried away with passion that at first he didn't notice that Lindy had unzipped his fly and was tugging his cock through the opening.
He glanced at her and then down at her small hand clutching his swollen cock and then back to the scene on the other side of the wall. Lindy stroked his cock slowly, her fingers pacing her movements to the rhythm of her fingers on her drooling pussy.
Tommy was transfixed with the sight of Rhonda's mouth on his father's cock and the jiggle of her lace-covered breasts as she bobbed her head back and forth.
Lindy slid down onto her side, her head between Tommy's hips and the wall, his cock-head touching her lips. Her tongue flicked across the hot satiny skin. The boy jerked. She opened her mouth and breathed on his cock. The faint tart odor of his cock enticed her. Moving her head forward an inch or two, she closed her lips around the head of his tool. His soft sigh reached her lips.
The girl's pussy felt as if it would burst into flames. She couldn't release Tommy's cock and jack off without difficulty. She took his hand and pushed it to her damp, burning crotch. His fingers fumbled for a second with the soft nylon panties and then slipped under them. Her legs opened and her hips scooted forward as his fingers found the soggy slit and plunged into it.
Lindy engulfed the length of his cock, almost gagging, but hungry to feel the bulbous head against the back of her throat. It throbbed and jerked in her mouth, sending fresh heat through her body and renewed hunger for the flood of his hot thick come. Her head bobbed back and forth, her mouth suctioning at the straining, swollen shaft, her tongue squeezing and caressing the sides of it.
Tommy's hips thrust and jerked to the rhythm of the girl's hot wet mouth. His eyes widened momentarily as he saw Rhonda unfastening her bra without losing his father's cock. Her large breasts bounced free, the large dark nipples erect. The boy's hips jerked and he felt the pressure building higher in his loins.
Crazed with lust for his come and her own climax, Lindy suckled the pulsing cock in a frenzy. His fingers had found the tiny button of her clit and were stroking her to a shattering climax. Her head plunged and bobbed at his tool. Tommy lost all contact with anything else except the wet, sucking mouth on his cock and his stepmother's nearly naked body and her mouth on his father's cock.
Lindy felt a throb run through the boy's cock. His hips rammed forward, pinning Her head between him and the wall. His body shook and his fingers tore at her tender pussy. A scalding spurt of come poured into her throat and she swallowed quickly. Her pussy convulsed and she shuddered into a climax of her own.
Another and another gusher of come filled her throat to be gulped down. She jerked and trembled as she came again and again with each spurt. The final flood of thick fluid surged into her throat and the boy jerked a final time and went limp. She mouthed his softening cock, cleaning the final traces of come from it.
His hand slid slowly from her panties and dropped to his side. Lindy let his cock slide from her mouth and she got up. She peered at the adult couple. Rhonda, naked except for the garter belt and stockings, was on her hands and knees on the bed. Paul stood behind her, pumping his long cock into her hairy-lipped cunt. Lindy moaned softly as her cunt spasmed hungrily to be filled.
The girl could hear her mother's hoarse voice over the sounds of the radio. "Fuck harder! Harder!" The words sent a shiver through Lindy. She groped for Tommy's cock and found it still firm, but not hard. Her hand stroked it as she watched Paul's cock slide in and out of her mother's cunt, the shaft glistening.
Tommy was becoming aroused again. He watched the adults as they fucked and felt Lindy's fingers working on his slippery cock and he felt the fires of lust rise again. His cock grew in the girl's hand.
Lindy bent forward and tugged at his cock. Tommy got the idea immediately. He moved behind her and tugged her panties down to her knees with her jeans. Her round ass invited his cock and he accepted. Her fingers slipped between her thighs and guided the bullet-shaped head of his cock to the opening of her snug, wet cunt.
Lindy sighed softly when she felt the press of his cock-head and wiggled her ass, pushing back against it. It opened the firm lips apart and slipped into her throbbing hole. Slowly, inch by inch, his cock pushed into the tight cunt. The soft walls pressed all around his cock in hot wet folds. Lindy was biting her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure.
The boy stroked in and out of her, slowly at first, then as passion took control, his speed increased. Lindy was pushing back against each thrust. His cock was filling the emptiness that she had felt and her own fingers were stroking her love button, bringing her closer and closer to her climax.
The girl peered through the narrow slit of the opening and saw the couple shaking and thrashing in the throes of coming. Her mother fell slowly forward, Paul's cock sliding out of her pussy. Lindy gritted her teeth. A white river of come was oozing from the woman's cunt and Paul's cock was shiny with it. Lindy felt a craving thirst for the man's come. In the back of her mind she wish she could lap up the oozing globs that she saw wasted as they puddled on the bed. The thought of lapping the thick fluid from her mother's gaping cunt drove her over the edge of final passion and her pussy convulsed as she came.
Tommy shuddered as the girl's cunt clutched around his pistoning cock. His balls trembled and he rammed it to the hilt in the tight wet pussy.
Lindy felt the scalding geyser of his come as it filled her cunt. Her pussy spasmed and squeezed. She shuddered from one climax to another. Hot come oozed down the inside of her thighs as her cunt overflowed. Her fingers scooped it up and brought it to her mouth. She licked at the slippery, warm juice, lost in her lust.
Tommy rode out the throes of his climax and finally pulled his pulsing cock from Lindy's still convulsing cunt. As he sat back on his heels, the girl turned and dove at his slippery cock. She lapped every trace of his juices from it, mouthing it and his balls.
Still out of breath, the two adolescents rearranged their clothes and crept out of the closet and into the bedroom. Tommy dropped to the side of the bed. Lindy sat next to him, her hand cupped to the crotch of her jeans.
"You've got the hots, bad, for my mother, don't you?" the girl teased.
"Almost as bad as yours for Dad," he retorted.
Lindy grinned at him and nodded. Muffled noises from the adjoining room attracted her attention. Motioning with her head, she rose and Tommy followed her from the room. They crept quickly through the house to the kitchen and opening a couple of Cokes, sat at the table.
"You two entertaining yourselves?" Rhonda asked as she entered the kitchen. Lindy heard Tommy gasp softly.
The woman wore a robe, the buttons open at the neck, exposing a great deal of cleavage. Her white skin glowed from the deep V of the garment.
"Um-hm," Lindy replied, sipping the cold liquid from the bottle.
"If you two will change while I shower, we'll be ready to go to dinner," the woman said over her shoulder as she mixed two drinks at the sink.
"I'll be ready," Lindy said, rising and leaving the boy and the woman alone.
Tommy sat spellbound. Rhonda turned and saw the look of animal hunger in his eyes and paused. A thrill ran through her naked body under the robe. She looked at Tommy and read his thoughts from the expression on his face. Her pussy pulsed and she felt the dampness seeping out and wetting the fleshy lips and the insides of her thighs.
"Do you feel all right?" she asked softly.
"Uh, fine!" His voice was louder than normal and there was a strained quality to it.
Rhonda set the two glasses on the table and put her hand to his forehead. He stiffened with her touch. His eyes were large and dark, moving from her face to her body.
"You look a little ill," Rhonda said. Her body was feverish and her love button itched excruciatingly.
"I'm okay." He seemed to be choking on his words.
She looked down into his eyes and smiled. "I'm glad to have you in the family," she told him. Impulsively, she hugged him to her, pressing his cheek against the exposed portion of her breasts. A tingle ran through her with the touch of his skin to hers. Her nipples ached and hardened under her robe. She fought the urge to rip it aside and press his face to her feverish nipples.
Tommy held his breath, his young body stiff and afraid to move. His cock throbbed hard and hot in his jeans. He felt the licking fires of passion fanning through his body. The soft smell of woman flesh teased his nostrils and the touch of moist soft skin against his cheek drove his lust higher.
"Put your arms around me, silly. I'm your mother, now," Rhonda commanded quietly.
She felt his arm slide hesitantly around her hips.
His open hands pressed timidly to her back. One lay cupping slightly the swell at the top of her ass. Through the material of the robe, she could feel the heat of his hand. Her mind danced, pictures flashing through it of her naked skin under his hand and of his naked body. Her pussy was drenched.
"Aren't you glad that we are a family?" Her voice was throaty and low.
"Yeah," he replied in a hoarse whisper.
His hand was moving slowly, flexing on the firm swell of her ass. His jaw was tensing against the swell of her breast. Rhonda felt herself slipping toward the point of no return. She thought about it and found that she didn't care. She relished the idea.
She hugged him tighter and felt his chest press against the mound of her pussy. Her clit ached to feel his touch. Her breathing was becoming uneven and raspy.
"Hey, if you two will break it up and get dressed, we can go eat," Paul's voice was relaxed and teasing.
Rhonda turned her head to the door and smiled at her husband. Her arms slid from around the boy and she stepped back.
"Let's change, Tommy. I'm starved," she suggested.
The boy looked up at her and came suddenly out of the trance. He nodded and rose on shaky legs. He walked past his father without a word. Rhonda knew that at that instant, the boy was angry and jealous. And frustrated.
The restaurant was small and expensive. The four of them were a little subdued as they ate and remained that way until they had finished the food and sipped the second glass of champagne. The head waiter had frowned on the two teenagers drinking, but Paul had taken him aside and slipped him a twenty. His frown had disappeared.
"To the bride," Paul toasted.
Tommy and Lindy lifted their glasses and clinked them together. Rhonda beamed at the two adolescents. Her gaze paused for a few seconds on the boy. The wine had made her warm and loose. Her heavy-lidded eyes fixed on his and she licked her lips slowly.
Tommy felt his body throb and his ears began to ring. His cock felt as if it would shoot off any moment. Anger and lust mingled in his blood and sent it boiling through his veins.
"Hey! What do you say that we go dancing?" Paul's smiling face was flushed with the effects of the wine.
"There isn't a club in town that would let Tommy and Lindy through the door," Rhonda said with a shrug.
"Well, there's no age limit in our living room." Lindy didn't even try to conceal her enthusiasm. The thought of dancing with Paul made her slit wet and slippery.
"Right!" Paul perked up. "Let's adjourn to our own private dance floor."
"I'll vote for that!" Rhonda exclaimed. Her face brightened and she looked at Tommy for a second. "I want to see if Tommy is as good a dancer as his father."
The boy blushed at the challenge and grinned.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The four of them burst into the apartment, giggling. Paul carried the bottle of champagne under his arm. What was inside them had taken full effect.
"Here, get some glasses for this while Tommy and I move some of this furniture out of the way," Paul instructed Lindy, handing her the bottle.
The two males moved the sofa and the chairs back, making a larger area of cleared carpet in the center of the room. Rhonda sorted through the records and chose several albums and stacked them on the turntable. The soft strains of a love song oozed from the speakers.
Paul looked at the woman and smiled. They met and began to move slowly in rhythm with the music. Tommy stood rather awkwardly to one side, watching. Lindy reentered the room and set four glasses and the wine on a table.
"Here," the girl said softly, handing Tommy a glass.
The two watched their parents, silently, each harboring their own thoughts. The man and the woman seemed to be oblivious to the presence of the other two people. Their bodies and minds moved together in a slow, sensual world. The song ended and, for a moment, Paul and Rhonda stood very still, holding each other. Lindy cleared her throat and they came back to their real world with a grin.
"Where's the champagne?" Rhonda asked in a husky voice.
"Right here," Lindy replied, handing her mother a filled glass. "Now, it's my turn to dance with the groom," the girl added as the next song began.
"My pleasure, lady," Paul teased. His strong arm circled her small waist and pulled her body to his. Lindy rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes as they swayed to the music. The touch of his muscular body sent shivers through her.
Between the wine and the music, Lindy became lost in the senses of her body. Her belly pressed against his. The bulge of his half-hard cock pressed against her. She could feel the heat of it through their clothes.
She pressed harder against the long round bulge. Her panties were getting wetter by the second.
Shifting slightly, Lindy maneuvered the swell of his thigh between her thighs. With each shuffling step, his thigh pressed against her burning pussy. The heat of lust boiled up in Lindy's young body and she ground her crotch against Paul's thigh.
Through slightly hazy vision, Rhonda saw what was happening. She didn't feel jealous. Instead, her own pussy began to throb and she felt a flush run through her body.
"Come on, Tommy, let's show them how it is done," she challenged, setting her empty glass aside.
The boy stared wide-eyed at her and nodded. He took her hesitantly into his arms and began to move stiffly. Her arms tightened, pulling him closer. Her breasts pressed into his chest, her belly rubbing slowly against the front of his pants.
"Relax. I won't bite," she whispered into his ear.
Rhonda could feel the swelling bulge against her belly and a thrill ran through her. She made the same move her daughter had made and Tommy's thigh pressed against her pussy. The boy sighed. His palm was damp against her hand. She guided it around her waist and slid her own around his shoulders.
"You are a good dancer," Rhonda crooned. She breathed softly against his ear, knowing the effect it was having. She could feel part of the effect, pressing against her belly.
Lindy opened her eyes and watched Tommy and her mother. A smile flickered across her face and she caught the woman's eye. She saw her mother smile back and glanced down at the girl's crotch and the man's thigh. Lindy ground against the hard muscles and smiled at her mother. Rhonda imitated the motion and smiled back, winking.
Suddenly the music ended and Paul pulled away from the girl reluctantly. His breathing was ragged and his face flushed. Lindy looked deep into his eyes for a second, then, pulling his head down, she kissed him full on the lips, her tongue stabbing quickly at his mouth.
"Thank you for a fantastic dance, Daddy," she said, pulling away and whirling around. She lifted her glass from the table and gulped the contents down.
Paul stood for a second, stunned. Then he was aware of the throbbing bulge in his slacks. He turned quickly to the hall.
"Excuse me a minute. Got to go to the John," he mumbled.
Another song started and Rhonda went into motion. Her full body swayed against Tommy's. Her crotch rubbed slowly back and forth over his thigh, her face buried in his neck.
Lindy stepped to the swaying pair and put an arm around each of their shoulders. Her head leaned to her mother's ear.
"Tommy has a juicy and delicious cock," she whispered.
Her mother hummed into the boy's neck and pressed closer to him. Tommy's eyes popped open and he stared at Lindy. Rhonda's hand slid off his shoulder and down the front of his shirt. It was at his belt before Tommy realized where it was going. He stiffened.
"I hope it tastes half as good as it feels," Rhonda cooed as her fingers curled around the hard bulge.
"Enjoy," Lindy whispered and stepped away from them.
The girl watched for a moment. Her mother was massaging Tommy's cock through his pants, her fingers squeezing and stroking.
Tommy's mouth sagged and his eyes fluttered then closed. His hands stroked the woman's back and neck. Rhonda found his mouth and kissed him passionately, her hot wet tongue slicing between his lips.
Lindy turned and crept down the hall. The bathroom door was closed. Turning the knob slowly, she pushed it open a little. Peering through the crack, she saw Paul standing at the toilet, his large swollen cock in his hand. She gazed at the bulbous dark purple head and felt her knees tremble. Her young pussy pulsed and oozed inside her panties.
She pushed the door open and stepped inside,. "Need any help," she whispered, closing the door and leaning on it. Her eyes were fixed on his throbbing cock.
"What the hell!" Paul gasped.
He stared at the girl. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open. Her gaze lifted from his cock and found his face. She was smiling sexily, her hands sliding up the front of her blouse to cup the small cones of her girlish breasts.
"Looks like you have a problem, Daddy," the girl said. Her eyes were heavy-lidded and her small pink tongue flicked across her lips.
"Lindy!" His voice was a hoarse whisper. "What are you doing?"
The girl said nothing. She looked at his cock and squeezed her breasts through her blouse. Her hands dropped from the small cones and pushed her body upright. Still locked in a state of shock, Paul saw her coming toward him but didn't move. She stopped close to him.
"It's so pretty," she whispered, her small hand reaching out to touch.
Paul jerked as he felt the warm soft fingers glide across the head of his cock. In the back of his mind, his inhibitions were fighting with the growing lust. Her hand closed around the large head of his cock and his inhibitions lost the battle.
"I'll bet it tastes good, too," the girl crooned softly.
Her hand stroked and squeezed, pushing his hand away from the throbbing shaft. Her free hand pulled his head down and her mouth ground against his. The small hot tongue stabbed between his lips and Paul moaned into her mouth.
Lindy probed and explored his mouth, her tongue touching sensitive crevices. Her fingers savored every inch of his hot pulsing cock. She finally tore her mouth from his and sat down on the commode. The dark head of his cock was inches from her face. She stared at it, fascinated.
Her fingers tugged and massaged the hot flesh.
Paul surrendered to the fires of his lust. His head rolled, his jaw drooping. Her fingers were stirring him to the brink of coming.
Lindy stared at the tiny slit in the end of his cock and saw a pearly drop ooze from it. She gurgled and leaned her head to the satiny knob. Her tongue flicked out and lifted the drop of fluid from his cock. She felt his body shudder as her tongue touched him.
"Mmmmm!" the girl hummed as she smacked over the single drop of tart fluid.
Her tongue reached out again and licked more slowly over the tip of his cock. The heat and feel of his cock-head drove the last of her inhibitions out of her mind. Her mouth stretched open and her head moved forward. The bulbous head of his cock was pulled slowly into her mouth, stretching the corners of her lips almost to the tearing point.
Her hot wet mouth suckled the pulsing flesh as her pointed tongue circled and laved the firm knob. Her hand cupped his balls, rolling the hairy sack in her small damp palm.
"Mmmmph!" she groaned around his cock.
Her head bobbed slowly as she fucked the head of his cock in and out of her straining lips. Paul groaned, his body tensing as the pressure built to a peak deep in his balls. His hands found her head and guided its pace. His hips flexed as he made short thrusts at her face.
Lindy was totally caught up in the lust of her body and his. Her tongue lashed furiously at his cock as it slipped in and out of her mouth. Her pussy pulsed and burned. She tugged her skirt up out of the way and rammed a hand between her slim thighs. Wet, hot nylon met her fingers. Pushing it aside, she plunged her fingers into her soggy cunt.
Paul began to tremble and shake. Lindy knew what was happening. Her pussy boiled and pulsed, her climax racking her young body. Her mouth tightened around his plunging cock and her fingers squeezed his balls.
"Ahhhh!" Paul sighed hoarsely. His body stiffened and he arched his back, raising himself on his toes.
A scalding flood of come burst into Lindy's mouth. She gulped and swallowed furiously, her cunt convulsing in one climax after another. White drops oozed from the corners of her mouth as his cock filled it again and again and she couldn't swallow fast enough.
The final spurt filled her mouth and he relaxed, almost falling. She suckled the throbbing head and licked it clean. Her pussy made wet sounds around her still probing fingers.
"God! Lindy!" he groaned as she let his cock slide out of her mouth.
"Yummy come!" she gasped.
Paul looked down at the girl's come-smeared face. She smiled up at him as she licked the white drops from her lips and chin.
"Fucking cunt is so horny!" the girl rasped.
She slid forward and stripped off her panties and tossed them aside. Her down-covered pussy glistened with pussy dew. Her fingers opened the fleshy lips, exposing the wet shiny inner lips and . her little clit.
Paul gaped at the girl's cunt for a few seconds and then found himself being drawn like a magnet to it. He dropped to his knees and rested his hands on her naked thighs. He stared at the small wet slit and licked his lips. Lindy lifted her shiny fingers from it and pressed them to his lips. He licked them hungrily.
"Oh, please, Daddy! Eat my pussy!" she begged.
Paul dove for her dewy crotch. Lindy jerked and gasped as his large tongue slithered into her crack and scooped her juices from it. The tip probed at her cunt and then sliced up to her love button. She jerked and grabbed his head. His mouth smacked and slurped at her oozing hot little hole. She shivered and quaked as she came again and again.
"Oh! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she gurgled, pushing his head away from her pussy.
Paul stared up at her, his face shiny with her dew, at loss as to what to do next. She scrambled to her feet and tugged at him.
"Sit down," she commanded, pulling him to his feet and then pushing him onto the commode.
Paul's cock stood hard and almost straight. Lindy looked down at it and felt a rush of anticipation. She quickly straddled his lap and lowered her burning little cunt down to the bulbous head of his cock. Her fingers slipped between her thighs and guided the bullet-shaped knob to the drooling lips of her cunt. It parted the folds and she lowered herself slowly. Her cunt stretched and strained to accept the large cock-head. She squirmed and twisted, working the throbbing cock into her aching hole.
With a sigh, she felt the head of his cock slip into her cunt. She slid down over it until she felt the knob pressing against the end of her juicy tunnel. Over half of his cock was still exposed. She bit her lip and moved her ass back and forth. Her little cunt spasmed around his gorged cock, milking and squeezing it.
"So fucking good!" the girl moaned, dropping her head to his shoulder. "Fill my pussy full, Daddy!"
Her words were the final fuel for Paul's fires. He gasped and his hands cupped her small ass, spreading the firm cheeks. His hips pushed upward, pressing the head of his cock against the hot tight walls of her cunt.
Lindy bounced and thrashed on his cock, her tight little cunt clenching around it. Her smooth thighs slid back and forth on his rough slacks. Her fingers dug into his shoulders.
"Your cock feels so good!" she rasped. "Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!"
Paul jerked under her, thrusting his hips upward, trying to drive another inch of his cock into her tight, hot cunt. Her juices ran down the sides of his cock, matting the hair around the base of it.
Paul felt her quake and stiffen. Her mouth raped open and her cunt convulsed around his cock. She shook violently, her head thrown back, little squeaks coming from her throat. He gasped and rammed his cock upward. His balls trembled and he gritted his teeth as the rending pleasure of his climax slammed through him.
Lindy grunted and jerked with each gush of hot thick come that boiled into her convulsing cunt. She came again and again as he filled her small pussy to overflowing with his love juice.
"Ooooh, Daddyyyyy!" Lindy moaned as she collapsed against his body, her body trembling.
Slowly, Paul regained his breath and his senses.
He jerked upright and pushed at the girl's body.
"Don't worry about Mom, she's being taken care of," Lindy assured him, reading his thoughts.
"What do you mean?" he croaked. His face changed as he realized what the girl was saying. Tommy!
"Tommy?" His voice was a whisper. Lindy saw the anger rising in his face.
"Yes, Tommy. So what?" she grinned at him as she spoke.
"He's screwing your mother, my wife, that's what!"
"So? You just fucked her daughter." Her face was dead serious.
Paul sat stunned, trying to cope with the situation. He was angry, yet he knew that he had no right to be. He swallowed hard and stared at the girl-woman astraddle his lap, his cock still in her.
"Think, Paul. Fucking is fucking and they've had the hots for each other almost as bad as you and me. At least we're keeping it in the family."
Her words made sense and he relaxed a little. Slowly, a grin broke across his face. He kissed her lightly on the nose.
"Come on, let's go watch them. It should be a turn on," Lindy suggested, lifting up and stepping away. Her skirt dropped, covering her come-coated pussy.
Paul rose slowly, not sure if he could do as she suggested. Lindy took his hand and led him out of the bathroom and down the hall. They stopped just inside the living room.
Tommy and Rhonda were on the floor, naked. Tommy was on his knees between the woman's legs, his cock pistoning in and out of her drooling pussy. The soft slap of their bellies and the wet sounds from their fucking seemed to fill the room.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me, baby!" Rhonda was urging. Her ass was lifting off the carpet with each thrust of the boy's cock.
Lindy watched fascinated. Her pussy itched and burned. She turned to look at Paul and found him entranced with the sight. Her hand dived into his open fly and tugged his hard cock out. Leading him by the cock, she crossed to the boy and woman.
"Look what I found, Mom," she said.
Rhonda looked up at her husband's cock in her daughter's hand and smiled. Her hands clutched at Tommy's bucking ass, pulling him to the hilt in her soggy cunt.
"Your father has a delicious cock, doesn't he?" she grunted.
"Um-hm!" Lindy sighed.
"Looks like you did more than taste it," the woman added, looking under the girl's skirt at her slippery pussy.
"I tasted it with both ends," Lindy purred.
The comments finally sank into Tommy's lust-filled brain. He paused and looked up at the man and the girl. He wasn't sure for a moment if he was in trouble or not.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Don't stop!" Rhonda cried, clawing at the boy's naked ass.
"It's not nice to leave a lady hanging, Son," Paul said, grinning down at Tommy.
The boy grinned sheepishly and resumed fucking the woman. Rhonda smiled dreamily at him and stroked his back as he thrust his swollen cock in and out of her clutching, drooling cunt.
"He is quite a fucker," the woman purred, looking up at her husband. "He has already come twice and is working on another." Tommy was too involved in the pleasure that the hot wet pussy was giving him to be embarrassed by the praise. His ass pistoned back and forth, his face rubbing against her large breasts.
Lindy gazed at the boy's body and the obvious expression of pleasure on her mother's face and felt her own lust begin to smolder deep in her juicy pussy. Her hand stroked Paul's cock slowly as she watched the pair on the carpet. The rod of flesh throbbed and hardened in her small hand and she glanced down at the dark blunt head. ."Let's get our clothes off," she rasped to the man.
With a nod of agreement, Paul began to strip off his shirt and then his slacks. In a moment he stood naked, his cock bobbing slowly at his crotch, the head pointing slightly upward.
Lindy tossed her clothes aside and looked back to her mother and Tommy. The boy was holding his pace, his cock plunging in and out of the slushy cunt. His breath rasped in the valley between the woman's breasts. Rhonda was moaning and sighing softly with each thrust. Her head rolled from side to side and her shapely legs were locked around the boy's ass.
Lindy dropped her head to her own slippery cunt and stroked the fleshy lips, feeling the coating of come and pussy juice that clung to it. She smiled up at Paul. Her hand left her pussy and grasped his swollen cock. The huge column of flesh made her hand seem even smaller.
"Give me your cock, Paul!" Rhonda's voice was a gasping plea.
Lindy looked down at her mother in surprise. The woman's eyes were mere slits and her mouth hung open. Lindy glanced up at Paul and nodded, tugging his cock toward her mother's hand.
"Oooooh, yes!" Rhonda purred as she closed her fingers around Paul's cock and pulled him down to his knees.
Lindy watched fascinated as her mother pulled the huge cock down to her mouth and slid the bulbous head easily into her mouth. Paul gasped with pleasure as the hot wet orifice engulfed his throbbing tool.
Slowly, Paul thrust in and out of the woman's mouth as his son pistoned his cock in and out of her slushy cunt. Rhonda cooed and sighed around the pulsing cock in her mouth as she felt herself soar higher and deeper into lust.
Lindy stood over the trio, jacking off. Her slim legs were open and her hips thrust forward, her back bent. One hand held the lips of her juicy young cunt apart as the fingers of the other worked feverishly over her clit and cunt. She flexed her ass-cheeks as her hips thrust slowly back and forth. Little sighing grunts seeped through her parted lips as she worked herself closer and closer to climaxing.
Through her glazed eyes, she saw her mother's legs slide from around Tommy's ass and her feet drop to the floor. The woman's knees were bent and her back arched, lifting her ass off the carpet and pushing her cunt up to meet the boy's thrusts. The full thighs began to tremble and Lindy heard her groan around Paul's cock. Her body stiffened and vibrated for long seconds as she came. The sight drove Lindy over the brink of her own climax.
The girl stood bent over, her fingers tearing at her young cunt, her mouth hanging open, her eyes glassy. Her adolescent body jerked and shook as the first wave of pleasure slammed through her. She rolled the small button of flesh at the top of her cunt with two fingers as two fingers of her other hand plunged in and out of her cunt. Her knees locked and she threw her head back, forgetting the three people on the floor and everything else except for the racking pleasure that roared through her body. Her fingers were drenched with juices and her cunt clenched at the two inside it. With a low groan and a gurgle, the girl collapsed to the floor.
Rhonda was thrashing and bouncing under Tommy's plunging body, her mouth taking over half of her husband's cock into her throat with each of his thrusts. Her mind was a dizzy whirl of lust and pleasure as she came, again and again. Her fingers were curled around Paul's balls, squeezing and rolling them.
Through the fog in her brain, Rhonda heard the man begin to groan and she felt his cock throb long and violently. She squeezed his balls and pulled her head back until just the head of his cock remained in her mouth. His body stiffened and he shuddered.
"Ahhhh!" Paul wailed.
Hot, thick come boiled into Rhonda's mouth and she gulped greedily, swallowing gush after gush of his juice. Tommy was pounding harder and faster into her scalding cunt. The thought of both males coming in her at once sent her soaring into another shivering, jerking climax. She sucked and swallowed hungrily as her husband filled her mouth again. Tommy gasped and slammed his cock into her. Rhonda felt the scalding spray of his come, splashing into her convulsing cunt.
Her body strained upward and vibrated as her mouth and cunt soaked up the gushers of come that filled them. Colors burst in her head and a roar of thunder filled her ears. Every cell in her body hummed.
With a final shudder, Rhonda collapsed to the carpet. Paul's cock slid from her mouth, leaving it come-smeared as she gasped for breath. Tommy rolled slowly off her and flopped onto his back, his cock shiny with come and pussy juice.
Lindy's eyes fluttered open and she surveyed the scene. Paul lay on one side of her mother, his chest heaving, his cock still half-hard, wet with his come and Rhonda's saliva. Tommy lay on the other side, panting. His cock still stood straight, the shaft shiny and the soft hair at the base of it matted and wet with come and pussy juice.
Between them, her mother lay, her large breasts rising and falling rapidly. Her lips and cheeks coated with Paul's come. Her legs were splayed open, her hairy pussy lips parted, exposing the deep pink inner flesh of her cunt, white globs of come oozing from it.
With a groan, Lindy rolled to her hands and knees and crawled to Tommy's side. Her mouth opened and her head dropped to his crotch. Her small pink tongue licked at his cock and balls, cleaning the warm juices from them. She smacked at the tart come and the strange, but not unpleasant, taste of pussy juice.
Satisfied that the boy's cock was clean, she moved across her mother's body to Paul. She lapped at his large cock, savoring the familiar taste of his come. Her pussy convulsed and throbbed as she licked at the softening flesh.
Her thirst still unsatisfied, she looked from the man to the boy in search of more love juice. Her eyes fell on her mother's pussy. With a low, animal-like moan, she scrambled between the woman's legs and looked down at her wet, hairy pussy. Her mouth watered and her body flushed feverishly. Her head dropped slowly toward the juncture of the full thighs. The faint, sexy sweet odor of fresh-fucked pussy reached her nostrils and her mouth went dry with anticipation.
Her small hands caressed the insides of her mother's thighs as her head came closer and closer to the woman's pussy. Large drops of white come clung to the matted, dark hairs and the dark inner lips glistened with it. The sight and smell and the very idea of what she was about to do made Lindy's mouth water and her pulse thunder in her brain.
Timidly, the girl touched her tongue to the gaping lips of the pussy. The warm, tart taste filled her mouth. With a low groan, she cupped her mouth around the drooling hole and plunged her tongue into it, sucking the juices that oozed out. Her small hands pushed the soft thighs wider apart and she slurped and smacked as she sucked the come and pussy juice from her mother's pulsing cunt.
Rhonda had stirred from the fog of her pleasure when she felt the touch of hands on her thighs. The contact of the tongue had snapped her eyes open. She looked down and saw her daughter sucking her clit and lust burst like a bomb inside her body. Pushing herself up to her elbows, she watched the girl through heavy-lidded eyes. The soft wet sounds of the young mouth on her throbbing cunt fired her lust.
"Does it taste good, baby?" the woman asked in a throaty voice.
"Um-hmm!" the reply was a muffled purr.
"Feels good!" Rhonda groaned.
Lindy was caught up in the taste of the dripping cunt and the desire to make her mother come. Her tongue stabbed at the slushy hole and sliced back and forth through the folds. Satisfied that she had drained the cunt of the last drop of come, Lindy moved to the hard shaft of the tiny cock-like love button.
The girl closed her lips around the clit and flicked her tongue over the end of it. Rhonda flinched and gasped. Her legs drew up and her knees sagged apart. The large dark crowns on her breasts became bumpy and the center hardened and stood out. Tingles ran through her nipples and thighs.
Lindy sensed and felt the reaction and worked with a passion on the tiny button. She sucked and licked at the clit, her fingers pulling the fleshy lips apart. Her own clit was throbbing between her legs, her pussy beginning to boil.
"Oh! Ooooh! Eat it, baby!" Rhonda moaned. Her head rolled and her ass flexed, lifting her cunt up to the girl's mouth.
"Oh! Yes! Eat Mother's cunt, baby!" Rhonda was bouncing her ass on the carpet in short spasms. Her long fingers tangled in Lindy's hair and pulled the girl's face deeper into her pussy.
Paul had rolled onto his side and watched the two females. His cock sprang to life, swelling and bobbing. Pushing himself into a sitting position, he stroked his cock slowly and watched intently.
Rhonda was thrashing furiously as her body jerked into a shattering climax. Her cunt bubbled with sweet juices for Lindy's lapping tongue and sucking mouth. The woman rolled onto her side and then her knees, carrying the girl with her. Suddenly, Lindy was on her back and her mother had straddled her face.
Pressing her drooling cunt to Lindy's face once again, Rhonda reached behind her and fingered the girl's slippery pussy. Her long red-nailed fingers probed and stroked the tight little slit, rubbing the tiny clit in small circles. Lindy moaned into her cunt and shivered.
Rhonda lifted her hand from the tender young pussy and licked the sweet juices from her fingers. Her nostrils flared and she gasped. Her eyes became glazed with lust as she tasted her daughter's juices. The girl's tongue was fluttering over the woman's cunt in a frenzy. Rhonda lifted her pussy momentarily and spun around. As she lowered it back to Lindy's tongue, her head dropped toward Lindy's pussy. The girl gasped as she felt the woman's hot breath on her sensitive pussy-lips.
Rhonda paused to relish the sight of the young pussy, only inches from her face. Her fingers stroked the down-covered lips and pulled the pouting lips apart gently. The pink inner flesh shiny, the tiny love button erect and dark pink. She spread the legs farther apart and opened the folds once again, looking into the opening of the tight little pussy. Her mouth watered at the sight. Hooking her elbows behind the girl's legs, she pushed them up and back until they were hooked under her arms.
A drop of clear dew seeped from the pussy and began to ooze down toward the small ass. With a gurgle, Rhonda dove for it and lapped the sweet nectar into her hungry mouth. Pulling the fleshy lips open again, her broad-pointed tongue speared between them and probed the sweet entrance to the little cunt. Lindy gasped into the woman's cunt and jerked.
Lindy thought at first she would smother under the woman's oozing pussy. She soon discovered that breathing was easy and that the position caused all the juices that seeped from it to flow right into her open mouth. The hot tongue that probed at her own pussy was stirring her lust to a fever pitch. Her cunt convulsed with each stab of the wet probe.
The girl captured once again her mother's erect clit between her lips and sucked it like a miniature cock, her tongue teasing and caressing it. She felt soft lips close over her own clit and a hot tongue imitate her actions. Her body jerked and a shiver ran through her. She sucked harder on the love button in her mouth, her small hands plying and kneading the full thighs that pressed against her cheeks.
Unable to remain on the sidelines any longer, Paul positioned himself behind Rhonda. Kneeling, holding his cock in his hand, he rubbed it down the crack of the woman's ass and over the wet opening of her cunt. Her ass flinched and shifted back a little. Taking his cue, Paul let the swollen head of his cock slip into the molten hole and sink slowly into its hot wet caress.
Lindy looked up in time to see his cock descending, and the motion of her mother's ass almost pulled her clit from the girl's mouth. lindy followed and watched Paul's cock as it touched her nose and then pushed into the drooling cunt. Her little tongue vibrated over her mother's clit as she watched the huge cock sink into the cunt right at the end of her nose. His hairy balls brushed her forehead as his cock reached bottom.
Rhonda was in a frenzy. Paul's throbbing cock filled her cunt to capacity and Lindy's tongue was working like a wet vibrator on her love button. She moaned into the girl's slippery cunt and lapped furiously at it. Her pussy was clutching at the cock as she fell into the first throes of coming. Paul was slowly fucking her. Lindy had started to bounce and thrash under her as the girl crashed into a climax of her own. Her youngtongue had not let up on Rhonda's love button.
The woman felt the girl's legs tighten around her sides and then the tremble that ran from the knees to the head of the teenager. Rhonda cupped her mouth tighter around the young pussy and was rewarded with a oozing deposit of sweet pussy juice as Lindy surrendered to her climax.
Face slippery with Lindy's juices, Rhonda rose from the tender cunt and pushed, her mouth gaping, her eyes clamped shut. Her body rocked as Paul began to slam his cock into her, his belly slapping softly against her ass. Lindy sucked and licked at her cunt with a determined frenzy. Rhonda felt her body quake and she seemed to swell as the pressure built and grew inside her. Her pussy ground against the girl's face as she pushed back to meet Paul's thrust.
"Harder! Harder!" she growled.
Her body lurched as Paul obeyed her plea and slammed his swollen cock into her convulsing hole. His hands gripped her hips, holding her as he rammed into her. His hips bucked and jerked as he worked at her cunt. Rhonda rolled her head and bucked as her whole being shuddered into a racking climax. Paul whimpered and sank his cock to the hilt in her. Hot gushers of his come filled her cunt.
For long seconds she forgot everything except the pleasure that filled her body and brain. As she slowly, reluctantly, came back to semi-consciousness, she thought of Lindy. Instinctively she started to rise, but small hands held her down. She could feel the flutter of the girl's tongue on her soggy slit. Opening her eyes, she discovered Tommy lying on his stomach between the girl's legs, his mouth glued to her little pussy.
Lindy was lost in her own world of pleasure. Tommy was eating her pussy hungrily, his tongue fucking her cunt and then teasing her clit. She had watched the cock in her mother's cunt from an inch away and had watched it swell and his balls quiver as he had flooded the woman's pussy with his come. Lindy was delirious with lust. She wanted to suck and fuck forever.
Paul sighed and pulled his body back slowly. Lindy watched as his cock slid out of Rhonda's cunt. The girl released the throbbing clit and cupped her small mouth below the stretched hole. Paul's cock popped out and was followed by a flood of thick come. Lindy whimpered and scooped it into her mouth with her tongue. Quickly, she cupped her mouth around the gaping hole and sucked the remainder of the come and juice from Rhonda's cunt. Her own pussy was in the spasms of coming. Tommy's tongue and mouth worked at the tender slit, peaking her pleasure until it was almost unbearable.
Sucked dry, Rhonda rolled off the girl's face and onto the carpet. Her body trembled. Her pussy throbbed.
Paul leaned back against the sofa and regained his breath, watching Lindy in the final throes of coming. His cock lay wet and pulsing between his thighs.
Lindy whimpered and scooped it into her mouth with her tongue. Quickly, she cupped her mouth around the gaping hole and sucked the remainder of the come and juice from Rhonda's cunt. Her own pussy was in the spasms of coming. Tommy's tongue and mouth worked at the tender slit, peaking her pleasure until it was almost unbearable.
Sucked dry, Rhonda rolled off the girl's face and onto the carpet. Her body trembled. Her pussy throbbed.
Paul leaned back against the sofa and regained his breath, watching Lindy in the final throes of coming. His cock lay wet and pulsing between his thighs.
Lindy finally pushed the boy's mouth away from her pussy and shuddered. Her body was a mass of intense sensations. Her fingers clutched at the carpet as she tried to endure them.
Tommy rose to his knees and looked down at the girl. His cock stood hard and swollen. His hand stroked frantically at it. His hips worked back and forth as his hand brought him to the crest. He jerked and threw his head back. His hand clutched tightly at his jerking cock. His come spurted from the dark head and splashed onto Lindy's heaving, naked body. White puddles formed on her budding breasts and her flat belly as the boy emptied his balls. Her fingers rubbed slowly through the slippery fluid, spreading it over her tingling body.
CHAPTER NINE
Lindy eased her eyes open and stared at the room in the dim light of morning. Her body throbbed sweetly as she surveyed her surroundings. Muffled moans caught her attention. Turning her head, she saw Tommy's naked body next to her in the bed. A faint smile crept across her lips as she remembered the night before.
Stretching slowly, the girl sighed and then rose. She crawled over the boy's body and paused a moment to look down at his sleeping body. She turned and crossed her room to the hall and padded down it, still naked. She sighed when she found the bathroom empty. She relieved the pressure in her loins and then stepped into the shower and stood for several minutes under the steaming water.
Feeling refreshed, the girl stepped from the shower stall and dried her young, slim body. Wrapping the towel around herself, more for warmth than modesty, she went through the living room to the kitchen. Paul stood at the stove, cooking.
"Good morning," Lindy purred.
"Hi. Sleep well?" he replied, turning to smile at her.
Her eyes darted appreciatively over him. His robe was obviously all he wore. She sank into a chair and continued to watch his back.
"Like a log."
"Want breakfast?"
"Um-hm! Mom still asleep?"
"Yeah. I thought I'd take her breakfast in bed."
"That's nice!" Lindy exclaimed as she watched him slide the eggs onto a plate and cross the small room to the table. He set the plate before her and smiled down at her.
The closeness of him and the memory of the previous evening sent a tingle through her. Her nipples throbbed under the towel and her young pussy was suddenly damp. She stared up at him, her eyes reflecting the heat that was warming her body.
"Looks delicious," she whispered.
Paul stood still for several seconds, his body obviously reacting to the expression on her face and the lust in her eyes.
"So does this," she whispered, closing her fingers over the faint bulge of his cock. The thick material of the robe made the fleshy tube feel even larger than normal.
Paul froze and waited. Lindy grinned mischievously up at him and slipped her hand inside his robe, grasping the swelling, hardening cock. Her pussy seeped juices at her lust built with the feel of his cock.
"That's what I want for breakfast," the girl wheezed.
She pulled his cock from the folds of the robe and licked her lips as she gazed at the dark head and the growing shaft. It grew larger and harder as she held it in her small fingers. Her eyes became glazed as she watched it grow.
Her small pointed tongue flicked across her lips and her nostrils flared as she felt her young body begin to glow with the heat of her passion. Her breath was coming in short, rasping bursts. Her free hand tugged the towel aside and it fell to the floor. Her young body glowed with the heat of her passion.
Paul's body jerked and she heard him gasp as her body was suddenly exposed. His cock lurched in her hand and throbbed against her palm. Without warning, her head dipped and her hot wet tongue flicked across the bulbous head of his swollen tool. He gasped again.
"Mmmmm! I want a tummy full of come for breakfast!" Her voice was slightly muffled by her licking and kissing.
"Keep that up and you'll get it, too!" Paul's voice was strained.
"Mmmm, good!"
Her mouth stretched and her lips shaped over the blunt end of the throbbing flesh. Her tongue probed and teased the small slit in the end of it as her cheeks worked with the suction of her mouth.
Paul's hands clutched at her head and Lindy hummed around his cock. Her head bobbed slowly as she took all of the large tool that her mouth could hold. Her hand squeezed the shaft, stroking up and down it as she sucked.
"Oh, Lindy!" Paul gasped. He tensed, lifting himself onto his toes. His muscles hardened, his legs trembling.
Lindy sensed the nearness of his climax. Her mouth worked feverishly over his jerking cock. Her tongue probed the tiny slit as her lips moved back and forth over the large head. Her fingers squeezed and stroked the shaft and the hairy sack beneath his cock.
"Uuuuhhhh!" Paul groaned and arched upward.
Lindy hummed around the bulbous head in anticipation of the steaming come. The first gusher filled her cheeks. Her throat worked as she gulped it down to make room for the next stream. Again and again, Paul jerked and groaned as his cock shuddered. His come flowed into the girl's hungry mouth in huge globs.
With a rasping groan, Paul relaxed, his breath a ragged gasp. Lindy held onto his pulsing tool and licked the final drops of come that seeped from it. Her small hand milked at the shaft, urging all the hot thick cream from him.
"Yummy! My favorite breakfast!" she said, letting his cock slide from her lips and looked up at him, her mouth and chin shiny with his come.
"Mine, too!" Rhonda's voice came from behind them.
"Morning, Mom," Lindy called, licking her lips.
"Good morning. I might have known that you would beat me to him," the woman teased. She leaned over and kissed her daughter on the lips, her tongue flicking across them, tasting the come that still clung to them.
"Sorry. There's still more in it if you'll work at it," Lindy replied. She cupped her mother's breast and massaged it.
"I'll have to plead a case of incapacity," Paul interjected quickly. "After last night and then just now, I'm afraid that I'm pretty drained."
Rhonda shrugged and smiled at her husband. She kissed him gently on the lips and ran her long fingers over his wilting cock. Getting no response, she nodded to him and turned back to her daughter.
"Well if I can't have cock for breakfast, I guess I'll have to settle for pussy." Her face was masked with lust. Her hands dropped to Lindy's budding breasts and rolled the small nipples between forefinger and thumb.
Lindy closed her eyes and slumped in the chair as she savored the sensations that her mother's fingers were stirring in her breasts and between her legs. Her young pussy was already wet and hot from the thrill of sucking Paul off. Now, her cunt drooled as the woman rolled her young breasts between her fingers.
"I'll bet it's all juicy, isn't it?" Rhonda whispered to the girl.
"Um-hm!" Lindy moaned in reply.
Rhonda dropped to her knees, her daughter's knees on either side of her torso. Her full red lips dropped to the girl's nipples and suckled them with wet noises. Her hands slid down Lindy's sides and stroked her slim thighs. A single finger dipped between the firm pouting lips of her pussy and parted the slippery folds.
"Agggn!" Lindy gurgled as the finger flicked her tiny love button.
Rhonda's hot breath danced over the girl's sensitive skin. Her mouth opened wide as she engulfed the entire cone of the small breast and sucked it into her mouth, her tongue vibrating the small tender nipple.
The breast popped from Rhonda's mouth and her wet lips and tongue slid down across Lindy's belly. The girl's hands tangled in the woman's hair and pushed at her head. The heat of Rhonda's breath warmed the flat plane of her belly and then dropped to tease the fine down at the juncture of Lindy's thighs. The girl lifted her hips and pushed at her mother's head.
"Oh, please, Mom!" the girl whimpered. Her eyes were clamped shut and her mouth hung open. Her young body strained upward to meet the descending mouth.
Rhonda's nostrils filled with the faint sweet odor of the girl's pussy and her blood raced. Her mouth watered as she neared the pouting lips and the drooling little cunt. Her blood-red nails pulled the satin smooth flesh open, exposing the glistening pink inner lips. The girl's little clit stood erect and pulsing. Rhonda closed her hungry lips around it and sucked.
"Aaaaggggnnnn!" the girl groaned. Her hips jerked upward and her hands pulled at the head.
Rhonda lifted the small thighs over her shoulders and scooped the small ass up in her hands. Her face burrowed into the mushy little cunt and she sucked the sweet juices from it. Her pointed tongue stabbed into the tight little cunt, again and again.
Lindy was jerking and thrashing in the chair, her legs clamped around Rhonda's head. Her fingers tugged at the woman's long hair as she bounced nearer and nearer to her climax.
Rhonda nuzzled the button of Lindy's clit as she tongue-fucked the girl's cunt. Her fingers kneaded the firm cheeks of the small ass as she sucked and tongued the girl to a shaking, jerking climax.
Lindy's body arched up until only her head on the back of the chair and her legs on Rhonda's shoulders were supporting her. Her belly heaved and she shook violently as her climax racked her young body.
Rhonda sucked the girl's juices greedily. Her mouth was cupped around the oozing cunt, her tongue raking the sweet fluid into her mouth. Her own cunt drooled and throbbed, wetting her thighs.
Lindy gasped and collapsed into a panting heap. Rhonda licked the girl's pulsing cunt clean and staggered to her feet, her face glistening with pussy juice. Her large nipples were rigid and protruded with her passion. Her fingers stroked her hungry cunt.
"God! I'm horny!" she growled.
Paul's cock met her gaze and she stared at the half-hard rod then glanced up at his face. A look of lust met her eyes. She motioned to him with her hand as she backed up to the table, her ass pressed against the edge of it.
Paul crossed quickly to her and buried his face in the valley between her huge breasts. His fingers tore at the wet folds of her pussy. Her slim fingers tugged desperately at his cock.
"Fuck me, baby! Oh, please, fuck me!" she whined.
She slid back up onto the table, pulling him to her. Her legs opened and her hand pulled the swollen head of his cock to the fleshy lips of her cunt. Her knees bent, her feet pressing against his ass. Her heels pulled him in, and his cock sank into her slushy cunt. Rhonda groaned as the hard tool was buried in her.
"Fuck it! Fuck my hungry cunt!" she demanded. Her fingers clawed at his shoulders. Her cunt walls squeezed his cock. "Fill me full of come!"
Spurred by her rasping words, Paul plunged his cock in and out of the molten hole, his balls slapping against her round ass. She urged him on with her fingers and heels and her whimpers.
Lindy sat slumped in the chair and watched the man and woman fucking furiously on the table. Her lust began to flicker again. She watched Paul's ass moving in and out as he rammed his cock into her mother. An idea struck her and she smiled. Dropping to her knees behind the man, she clutched at his hard ass and pulled the cheeks apart. Her face pressed between the hemispheres and her tongue stabbed at his puckered hole.
Paul groaned when he felt the wet tongue penetrating his ass hole. With a shiver he plunged his cock to the hilt in Rhonda and withdrew slowly. The girl's tongue was driving him to a frenzy. His balls were aching and his cock throbbed.
Rhonda felt the increased passion and urged him harder. Her cunt swallowed the entire length of his large cock, relishing the bump of the bulbous head against the end of the slippery tunnel. Her ass bounced on the table and her cunt clutched as she began to crash into the throes of a long, absorbing climax.
Lindy gasped with lust as she tongued and licked Paul's ass hole. Her fingers tore at her tender, slick pussy. Her head bobbed back and forth with the motion of his ass. The tight ring of muscle had relaxed and she found her tongue stabbing deeper and deeper into the dry hole.
Paul gasped and rammed his cock to the hilt in Rhonda's convulsing cunt. He shuddered. His ass hole pinched at Lindy's tongue. Come spewed from his cock, splashing the walls of Rhonda's cunt. Woman and man wailed and shook with the pleasure of their climaxes.
Lindy whimpered into Paul's ass and pulled her head back from the crevice. Her fingers were a blur at the V of her young thighs. Paul slid his cock slowly out of the woman's cunt and stepped back.
Lindy found herself staring into the glistening hairy slit of her mother's cunt. A glob of white come oozed from the gaping hole. With a gurgle, the girl dove at the woman's crotch, her mouth open. She caught the come and gulped it down. Her tongue stabbed into the steaming hole, forcing more of the come and pussy juice mixture out of it and into her mouth.
Rhonda whimpered and clutched at Lindy's head. Her knees bent and she rested her feet on the edge of the table. Her cunt spasmed and forced another glob of come into Lindy's mouth. The smacking mouth and stabbing tongue pushed Rhonda up again to the brink of a climax. Her hands pulled the young face into the hairy, slippery slit and her ass lifted from the table.
"Eat Mother's pussy, baby!" she wailed.
Lindy obliged by sucking harder at the hot slippery hole and running her small finger over the woman's puckered ass hole. Rhonda jerked and Lindy paused to push the tip of her finger into the tight ring of muscle. Rhonda jerked again and Lindy plunged her finger to the knuckle into the tight hole.
"Soooo fucking good!" Rhonda moaned as she shuddered from one climax to another.
Lindy's pussy was convulsing in a long rending climax as her own fingers worked over it and the taste and feel of the cunt at her mouth drove her over the brink. She sucked and licked, her mind and body in a frenzy of pleasure.
With a groan and a grimace, Rhonda pushed the girl's head from her cunt and collapsed on the table to absorb the final dregs of her pleasure.
Lindy sat back on her heels, her head back, mouth open like a fish out of water. Her tender little pussy spasmed. The insides of her things were wet with her juices.
"Oooooh! Baby, you eat pussy so good!" Rhonda crooned as she lifted herself shakily from the table and smiled weakly down at her daughter's juice-smeared face.
"That's because you have such a delicious cunt," the girl replied breathlessly.
Rhonda lifted the girl to her feet and hugged her small body. Her hands stroked the satiny skin and massaged the small round ass.
"It couldn't taste as good as yours," she sighed into Lindy's ear.
"Better!" the girl insisted. "I've tasted both and yours is best."
A shiver ran through Rhonda as she thought about licking her own juices. Her nipples hardened, brushing against the girl's cheek. Her pussy drooled onto the insides of her full thighs.
"Both of you have delicious cunts," Paul said.
His strong arms circled both of the females. He hugged them against his hard body, kissing each in turn.
"Looks like my eggs are cold," Lindy muttered, resting her head on his bare chest.
"I'll cook you some more," he reassured her.
"No. I think I'll go have Tommy as a second course of breakfast," she replied.
"No, you don't, young lady! He's mine. You have Paul," Rhonda objected.
"You're right, Mom," the girl conceded. "It's only fair."
"Then I can cook you another breakfast?" Paul asked.
"Sounds good," Lindy replied. "I might even get something besides jam for my toast." Her eyes turned up to his and she winked, her fingers stroking his soft cock.
"Well, I'm off to get my first course," Rhonda said, turning and leaving the kitchen.
She strode, naked, to the door of Lindy's room and looked inside. Tommy lay on his back, his body uncovered. His cock was lying limp between his thighs. She crept across to the bed and dropped to her knees beside it. Her long fingers lifted his cock gently and caressed it. It stirred.
Smiling to herself, Rhonda bent her head over his legs and licked the dark head of the boy's cock. A muttered sigh escaped his lips. Lifting the soft tube of flesh aside, she licked his balls. Her tongue left the top and sides wet as she sought out every crevice and fold. Her lips parted and her mouth closed over the soft sack. Both of his adolescent balls were captured in the warm wet orifice.
The boy stirred, his legs parting. Rhonda hummed softly around his balls, her tongue rolling them inside her mouth. Her fingers slowly stroked his cock, relishing the gradual swelling that was taking place. She let his balls slide wet and shiny from her mouth and pushed his legs upward. His knees bent and she ducked her head under his leg and tongued the sensitive spot beneath his balls. His breath sucked in sharply and his legs flinched. She licked again and again, her tongue teasingly near his ass hole.
"Uuuuggnnnn!" the boy groaned as her tongue flicked across the puckered hole.
Rhonda's fingers were massaging a fully-hardened cock. Her tongue was stabbing at his ass hole. Pushing his legs higher, she licked the tight ring of muscle and then pushed the tip of her tongue into it. Tommy gurgled and jerked.
Rhonda found herself caught up in the lust for his young body. Her pussy was throbbing. Her tongue probed deeper and deeper into his ass hole until her face was pressed between the firm cheeks of his ass.
The boy moaned and thrashed as she pushed him to a fever pitch with her tongue and fingers. Unable to refrain any longer, she pulled her tongue from his ass and, sliding up between his thighs, she caught his pulsing cock between her lips and sucked it into her hot, hungry mouth. The taste of his cock sent her head spinning. She sucked greedily at the hard flesh, her fingers cupping his damp balls, rolling and squeezing gently.
Tommy bounced on the bed as Rhonda sucked and laved his cock. She was lost in the soft heat of lust and hunger. Her throat ached to feel and taste his spewing come. Her finger dipped down to his ass hole and, wet with her own saliva, it slipped into the snug hole.
Her head bobbing over his crotch, her finger probing and pushing inside his ass hole, she pushed him closer to coming. Her mouth milked and sucked furiously at him, her hot breath playing over his belly.
Rhonda felt him pushing up to meet her mouth and sensed the beginning tremors in his cock. Her throat opened and she paused, clutching the bullet-shaped head of his cock with her lips. A gush of scalding come flooded her waiting mouth and she moaned as she swallowed. Her cunt convulsed and she came, spraying her thighs with her juices.
His cock sent stream after stream of his scalding sweet come into her mouth and she gulped it down. Her body shuddered again and again as she came with each geyser. She drained him dry, licked the come from her lips as she trembled through the last waves of her own pleasure.
"Delicious!" she whispered.
CHAPTER TEN
Paul and Lindy finished their breakfast, still naked. Paul poured each of them a second cup of coffee and they sipped it quietly. A few muffled sounds came through the house. Lindy smiled at the man.
"Sounds as if Mom is enjoying her breakfast, too," the girl quipped.
"Sounds like it. I imagine that Tommy is enjoying it, also." His eyes were leisurely exploring her naked young body for the hundredth time.
Another sound reached their ears. Lindy looked over her shoulder in the direction it had come from and then looked back at Paul. "My curiosity is up. Let's go peek," she suggested.
Paul shrugged and rose. The girl was on her feet and padding out of the room ahead of him. She paused at the door to the bedroom to assess the situation.
Rhonda sat on the boy's face. Her hips rolled back and forth slowly. Tommy's hands gripped her round firm ass, his fingertips digging into the spongy flesh. The woman's head was thrown back and her mouth sagged open. Her hands cupped her large breasts, her fingers rolling her erect nipples.
"Mmmm, looks like fun," Lindy whispered to Paul.
"Shall we join them?" he asked.
"Um-hm!" The girl crossed the room quickly and made a dive for the boy's stiff cock. Her mouth stretched and enveloped the dark head. She rolled her tongue around the ridge, and then she pushed her hot wet mouth down over as much of his cock as she could accommodate. All but an inch or two was encased in the squeezing, milking orifice.
Rhonda didn't hear the man and girl enter the room. She suddenly was aware of a mouth closing around one of her nipples. Teeth nipped at it. Her eyes opened and she smiled at her husband. Her hand dropped from her breast, found his leg and slid up to his jutting cock. She grasped the hot column of flesh and stroked it. He nipped her nipple and teased it with his tongue. The boy's tongue was rolling her throbbing clit. Her body shuddered as she felt the throes of a climax crashing in on her.
Lindy could hear the wet slurping sounds of the boy's mouth as he sucked Rhonda's cunt. Her own mouth was furiously plunging up and down over his cock. It throbbed and jerked against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Finally satisfied with the condition of it, she let it slide from her lips and scampered up over his young body.
Grasping his rigid tool with her shaking fingers, Lindy lowered her wet, down-covered cunt down to it and guided the bullet-shaped head between the pouting lips of her pussy. With a sigh she eased herself slowly down onto him, until the lips of her cunt pressed against his belly. His cock filled her cunt with hard heat. She rolled her hips and began her slow ride.
Rhonda moaned as she shivered through her climax and pushed Paul's mouth from her nipple.
Her fingers tugged at his cock, pulling it toward her as her head dipped down to meet it. Her red lips opened and her hot breath wafted across the dark, sensitive skin. Her tongue snaked out and licked the throbbing knob. With a whimper, the woman slid the cock head into her mouth and suckled it tenderly.
Tommy's mouth continued its feverish caresses on the woman's hairy cunt. She felt her tongue stab into the drooling hole, probing as deep as he could reach and then withdraw and slice up through the wet slit and flick her love button. She jerked and ground her cunt against his face, her mouth working hungrily around Paul's cock.
Lindy rode Tommy's cock, savoring every sensation that the swollen rod sent through her convulsing cunt. Her torso leaned forward and her cheek came to rest on her mother's back. From inches away, she watched the woman's mouth loving Paul's enormous cock. Her small hands circled the woman's flexing body and found her large breasts. She pinched and rolled the hard nipples.
Rhonda gurgled around Paul's cock and gripped Tommy's hair tighter. Her cunt was in a convulsive frenzy. Her mouth was full of cock, a tongue and mouth sucked and caressed her clit and now a pair of hands massaged her nipples while a tongue licked her shoulders and back. Her hips jerked in short convulsive motions as she neared another climax. One of the hands left her nipple and glided around her body and down to the split between the globes of her ass cheeks. Without hesitation, a finger probed at her ass hole and then penetrated the tight ring of muscle. A tremor ran through the woman.
Lindy felt her mother shudder and heard her muffled cry. She rammed her finger to the knuckle in Rhonda's ass hole and probed the hot dry walls with the tip. The woman jerked and bounced, her cunt making wet sounds against Tommy's sucking mouth. Lindy heard a muffled groan escape the boy's mouth and felt his hips thrust up against her. She knew the indication. Her cunt flexed and squeezed his rock-hard cock, her hips grinding over his crotch. A scalding spurt of come filled her cunt and she jerked to a halt and stiffened as her own climax roared through her young body. Again and again, his hot come washed her cunt walls and again and again she shivered in pleasure.
Through the fog of her passionate pleasure, Rhonda was aware of the thrashing and the noises behind her and between her wet thighs. The finger was plunging in and out of her ass hole like a small frenzied cock. Paul was ramming his cock in and out of her mouth, his hands clutching her head. He slammed it against the back of her throat, and hesitated. Hot floods of come filled her throat and then her mouth as she fought to swallow. Her cunt convulsed and her body heaved, every muscle locking, every nerve searing, as she crashed into a shattering climax.
Soggy cocks and drooling cunts separated and the four lay in a heap, panting. Rhonda's mind was a red fog of pleasure and lust. She slowly regained her breath and her eyes flickered open. The first thing she saw was Lindy's cunt, the lips coated with Tommy's come. As if possessed, her face tightened and her nostrils flared. Heat flashed through her heaving body and she rolled toward the girl.
Pushing the slim legs apart, the woman dove into the gaping young cunt and slurped up the still-warm mixture of come and pussy juice. Lindy jerked at the first contact and moaned. Her fingers tangled in her mother's hair and held the sucking, loving mouth to her tender cunt.
Rhonda lay across Paul's body, her pussy hair pressed against his half-hard cock. As she moved back and forth slightly, licking Lindy's cunt clean, she felt his cock stir and begin to swell. She moaned softly into the oozing, drooling pussy and slipped her hand between her body and Paul's. Her fingers grasped and tugged at his cock. Lifting herself slightly, she guided his throbbing shaft to the mushy hole of her cunt. She gurgled and trembled as she felt the head part her hairy lips and sink into her.
Lindy was bouncing under her mother's tongue, her legs splayed, her eyes clamped shut. Racking shudders ran through her young body as she crashed from one climax to another.
Somehow Rhonda was managing to suck the girl's pussy and work Paul's cock in and out of her cunt simultaneously. Her eyes opened and looked wildly around for a second and then stopped and focused on Tommy. The boy's cock was hard and jerking. His hand stroked it slowly as he watched the trio.
"My ass!" Rhonda gurgled, lifting her mouth from Lindy's slippery cunt for a second. "Fuck my ass!"
The boy stared at her for a moment, trying to grasp what the woman was saying. It sank in and he rolled toward her. Rhonda felt his hands prying her ass cheeks apart and then the blunt head of his cock pressing for entry. She paused and held motionless for a moment until she felt the stretching and giving of the tight hole. His cock felt like an enormous battering ram at first. He pushed and her tight hole gave way reluctantly.
Rhonda went into a passionate frenzy. Her cunt was stuffed full of cock, as was her ass hole. A luscious, juicy cunt was filling her mouth with sweet dew and come. Her head buzzed and her mind went blank. A multitude of sensations slammed into her brain. She bounced and thrashed, her two fucked holes spasming and her tongue and mouth working furiously.
Lindy came again and again, her passion beyond control. Her fingernails dug into Rhonda's scalp as she shivered and squealed with each rending climax.
Paul was thrusting with equal fervor, matching his son stroke for stroke. Each could feel the motion of the other's cock through the thin membrane that separated them. Tommy was grunting and pounding his cock harder and harder into the woman's ass hole. Paul was on the brink himself. He rammed his cock to the hilt and froze. His cock spurted in searing eruptions. Tommy followed close behind, his cock jerking and shooting in the snug hole.
Rhonda felt the flood of the two streams of hot come and felt her body convulse from toe to head as her nerves and cells exploded in climax. Her mouth filled with pussy juice and her ass hole and cunt filling with come sent her soaring to places she had never been before. Shaking violently, she rolled from Lindy's cunt, the two cock's popping from their respective holes. Tommy shot a final spurt of come that splashed on her belly.
Her muscles knotted and shook as she lay on her back, totally out of control. Lindy struggled up to her elbows and looked at the woman. The puddle of shimmering come caught her eye and she sucked her breath in sharply. A wild, strange look came to her eyes and she dove at the creamy fluid, lapping it hungrily. Rhonda moaned and flinched.
Having cleaned the puddle from the woman's belly, Lindy paused and looked down at the dark curly hair, matted with come, white drops clinging to it. She dropped to the steaming, drooling slit and lapped hungrily at the clinging drops and then at the globs that oozed from the cunt.
"No! No!" Rhonda gasped weakly, her trembling hands pushing futilely at the girl's head.
Lindy pushed the hands aside and cupping her mouth around the gaping hole, sucked deeply, pulling mouthful after mouthful of come and cunt juice from it. Her throat worked as she ate greedily from her mother's cunt. Satisfied that she had emptied the drooling, hairy hole, she directed her attention to the woman's ass hole.
Lindy probed the small, puckered hole with her tongue, forcing it open. An oozing glob of come rewarded her efforts. She swallowed and she circled the pucker with her mouth and pushed her tongue into it again. Rhonda jerked and shivered uncontrollably under the girl.
"Aaaaaaiiiieeee!" the woman shrieked. Her body went rigid and shook and then went suddenly limp. She had passed out.
Lindy lifted her face from the woman's crotch, her cheeks and chin shiny with love juices. She smiled at the unconscious body and then looked at the man and boy who had watched the final performance.
"I think she's had enough," Paul observed.
"Looks like it. How about you and Tommy?" she asked.
"I've had it," Paul said, shaking his head slowly.
"Me, too, for now. Give me an hour or so," replied Tommy.
The girl looked at them, a mock pout on her face. Leaning back against the wall, she opened her legs, the deep pink inner flesh of her cunt glistening at the two males.
"I've never had enough," she sighed.
Her fingers stroked the wet slit between her thighs as she looked from one to the other. She closed her eyes. Her fingers rolled her tiny clit slowly as her mind drifted into fantasy land.
"Maybe Daddy would buy me a dog," she whispered, opening one eye to look at Paul.
A smile spread over her face as she saw the thought sink into the man's brain. Her fingers worked faster, stirring her young cunt to a froth.
"Yeeees!" she hissed. "A nice, big doggie." Her hips began to jerk.
