Every society is marked by an adolescent stage. A growing-up period. A time when each young member feels he or she is more daring and modern than the adults ruling the establishment the young person rebels against. Nowhere is this phenomenon more apparent than in an open society like ours.
Heidi Miller's story is that of a young girl growing up in her own special way: Breaking the moral code she has believed in. Flaunting her body in open rebellion. Reveling in any wanton new experience. Indeed, Heidi makes a world of her own, where hedonism becomes the standard. But the truth is that Heidi is searching for meaning in her life, for love and affection, not just the pleasures of the flesh.
MAID ON THE MAKE--the story of a young girl's struggle to find herself, and the experiences that carry her over the threshold into young adulthood and eventual happiness. A timely story for our restless society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Heidi Miller looked at herself in the mirror. She tried to be as critical of her looks as possible, but she still came up with the conclusion she came up with every morning--that she was a damn good-looking teenager. . Prominent among Heidi's charms were her tits, which were large, nicely rounded, riding high on her body with dark brown areolas and eraserlike nipples that seemed to be in a constant state of aroused hardness. Her stomach was flat and her hips flared outward, perhaps not as much as they would when she reached full womanhood, but enough to give her a nice shape, nevertheless. With straight blonde hair, parted slightly off center and falling down several inches past her shoulders, she was a sexy teenager.
"Hmmmmmm," Heidi mused, putting her hands on her hips.
She wished they were fuller, that she had more meat on the bones, as her beloved father, Joe, always said. Deciding that there was little she could really do to change the situation, Heidi began putting on her maid's uniform.
Heidi and Joe ran the Miller Motel, just off a highway leading through Minnesota. It was a small motel, with only six units. Still, the family-run operation kept them both happy, and gave them enough money to live comfortably on. It also provided their entertainment, with an endless stream of new and interesting people to meet.
Situated beside a lake crammed with fish, the Millers often had sportsmen who came and stayed for a week at a time. There was also the traveling crowd, who just stopped in for the night before continuing on their trip. For Heidi, whose role was the maid for Miller Motel, they all provided exciting challenges.
Heidi finished dressing, hooking her thigh-high black nylon to the garter belt and smoothing down her black uniform with the white lace apron. The uniform, or costume, showed off the fine taper of her legs and was cut low in front to give anyone who cared to look a dramatic view of her ample cleavage. Her father had bought the uniform for her, then instructed her on the specific alterations he wanted her to make.
After one last check in the mirror, Heidi looked at her watch. It was a couple of minutes to eight and time to get to work. She left her bedroom and walked into the office area of the motel to find Joe sitting behind the counter. A cigarette smoldered in one hand and a steaming cup of coffee was in the other. Spread out on the counter was the morning paper.
"Good morning, Joe," Heidi said. She never called him father. "How are you today?"
Joe's eyes sparkled with excitement. "You need some breakfast?"
It was Heidi's turn to have sparkling eyes. When Joe said breakfast, she knew what it really meant. Heidi kissed him on the cheek, then put her hands on the side of his face, turning his body enough so they faced each other and her tits were nearly touching his chest.
"I'd love some of your fabulous tube steak," Heidi purred.
She rolled her tongue over her lips, making them glisten wetly, then kissed Joe. Her mouth parted and she accepted his probing tongue as it was thrust down her throat.
Though Joe's hands were occupied with a cup of coffee and a cigarette, Heidi's hands weren't. They went instantly to his crotch, finding the fat roll of cockmeat that was sleeping inside his pants.
Heidi moaned, pressing her svelte body against her father as they kissed. Her fingers found the tab of his zipper and tugged it down. The sound of the zipper's teeth separating seemed unusually loud in the small room and Heidi felt her cunt getting dewy, making her panties cling to her crotch.
"Better get down, sweetheart, or someone might see you," Joe said once the kiss broke. He turned and faced the counter again as Heidi knelt under it, now hidden from view of any potential customers who might come in the door wanting a room.
Heidi's body felt electrified as she squatted on the floor under the counter, sitting on her heels. She reached her hand inside Joe's pants and found his prick, soft, warm and thick, and wrapped her fingers around it.
"Better get this monster out now before it gets hard," she whispered, hoping nobody had come in, "or I'll never get it out!"
"Shhhhhh! Suck, damn it! Don't talk!"
Bringing Joe's prick out the fly of his pants brought a hiss of suddenly exhaled breath from Heidi. Joe's cock, nine inches long when fully erect, never failed to excite her. Whether Joe shoved his cock into her tight cunt, or fucked her mouth with it, Heidi' was always satisfied.
"It's so beautiful," Heidi purred, inhaling to smell the cock's freshly soaped aroma and faint, pleasing manliness. "Even if I didn't love you, I'd still love your cock."
Stroking the prick softly, Heidi's breath cascaded over the fat, mushroom-shaped cockhead. She kissed the prickmeat gently, almost reverently. Her slick, pink tongue slithered from between her lips, flicking over the slit at the tip of her father's prick. The cock throbbed in her hand, getting longer and harder.
Heidi sighed, tasting the delicious cock. Her tongue made tiny circles around the slit, rolling around and around the bulbous prick-knob until she was caressing the ridge of the cockhead and the entire tip was wet with her spit.
As she used her tongue on the cockhead, Heidi's hand moved slowly but steadily back and forth over Joe's prick. She moved the loose skin sheathing the inner core of hardened flesh to and fro, stretching it tightly over the cockhead. Then, pushing the cock slightly to one side, Heidi began tonguing the stem of Joe's prickmeat. She opened her mouth widely and chewed on the side of his fucker with her lips.
The smoldering embers of lust in Heidi's cunt began to glow, getting hotter. Her mouth watered as though she were preparing herself for a big, delicious meal. Heidi's tongue lapped at the underside of the cockmeat, and over the broad, almost flat upper surface.
"Goddamn, I love your cock," Heidi gasped, her lips rubbing against the side of the prick as she spoke.
The young blonde pushed the prickmeat so that it was pointing straight up. The cockhead was touching her forehead while she lapped at the underside. Dragging her slick tongue sensually along the bottom of Joe's cockmeat, Heidi licked the clefted crown.
Joe dragged hard on his cigarette, leaning on the counter. This, he had long ago decided, was the right way to start a morning. He felt his cockhead embraced by Heidi's lips and a shiver went up his spine.
"Okay, honey, give me everything you've got," Joe said, trying to keep from pumping his hips. "I've got a load in my balls that'll drown you!"
Placing her hands flat on Joe's hips, Heidi had his stretching, throbbing prick in the crook of her thumbs. She stopped to look at the cock and saw the glistening drop of pre-cum that had seeped out of the piss slit. Her tongue lashed out, wiping off the fluid, and she tasted the saltiness of her father's spunk.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Heidi crooned.
With her lips warm and soft against the pricktip, Heidi pushed her face forward. Her lips were pried apart and soon she had the entire broad head of Joe's meatpole in her wet, warm mouth. Her tongue was crammed to the bottom of her mouth and Heidi moved it slowly, pivoting her face on the cock to make the head rub against her cheeks and the roof of her mouth.
"Go, baby, go!"
Heidi heard Joe's hoarse, choked urging and trembled. She sucked more of the hard, delicious prickmeat into her mouth, her lips forming a perfect O around the throbbing pole of his cock as it filled her mouth. Her tongue worked feverishly, rubbing and probing, gliding wetly over the cock to make it even harder and longer than before.
Joe's nine-inch prick stuffed Heidi's young mouth completely, and still there was plenty of cockmeat left for her to stroke and fondle with her hands. She gulped the cockshaft into her mouth until the cockhead was at the opening of her throat, then squeezed the shaft tightly with her lips.
"Mmmmmffff!" Heidi moaned, keeping the rigid cock deep in the warm, wet recesses of her mouth. She lavished the prick with tongue lashes and nibbled on it with her lush, pink lips.
Pulling her face back, Heidi withdrew the cock from her mouth until only the very tip of the cockhead was still between her lips. She tickled the piss slit with her tongue, stroking the cockmeat and twisting her hand in a circular motion. The prick was hard in her fist, throbbing with life, and this pleased Heidi immensely because it told her that she was a hot-blooded, sexy young woman capable of exciting a man completely.
Tossing her face to and fro, Heidi nursed on the pulsating column of her dad's prick. Her tongue was a whirlwind of action, gliding smoothly as the cockhead slipped back and forth between her hotly sucking lips. She sucked hard on the cock and the sound of her wet lips riding along the veined flesh was exciting to Heidi.
Heidi slurped on the big fuckpole. She gulped the prickmeat into her hot mouth until the cockhead was at the back of her mouth and paused, consciously relaxing the muscles in her throat. A moment later, her tits billowing out in her low-cut bra from the lungful of air she had taken, Heidi pushed forward. The cockhead crammed slowly down her throat, causing her neck to swell as she accepted every throbbing inch of Joe's prick.
"Ohhhhhh!" Joe sighed as his daughter deep-throated his massive cock.
The teenager's blonde hair flicked back and forth over her naked shoulders as she hungrily mouthed Joe's prick. The tiny white hat was askew on her head as she tossed her face along the throbbing length of cockmeat that thrilled every nerve in her body.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Heidi moaned, twirling her tongue around the pricktip before deep-throating the cockrod once again. With her lips encircling the root of Joe's cock, she squeezed the cockshaft hard with her lips. Heidi felt the crown pulsating in her throat, and the edge of his zipper biting softly into her cheek.
While she sucked, Heidi thought briefly of rubbing her drooling, hungry pussy, then decided against it. That would have to wait for later, and there might be customers coming in who would fill her fuckhole the way she liked it filled. Now all she was thirsty for was Joe's thick, creamy cum. Though only a teenager, she had been sucking her father's cock for several years, ever since she seduced him when he drank too much and his defenses were down.
"Get ready, baby, I'm almost there," Joe gasped, leaning on his elbows on the counter to steady himself. His body felt as if it were one giant knot.
Heidi pulled back so that only the rubbery cockhead was still in her mouth, resting on her frisking tongue, and wrapped her hand around the prickshaft again. Pistoning her lovely face back and forth, Heidi brought her lips with lightning speed along the sensitive edge of the cockhead while she pounded furiously on the prickshaft. She kept this up for thirty seconds and then felt the cockhead expand between her lips.
"Arrrggghhhh! Oh, fuck!" Joe groaned.
Caressing the underwide of the cockhead with her tongue, Heidi sucked hard, her lips conforming to the girth of Joe's cockmeat. When the first blast of salty, sticky jism erupted from the red pricktip, splattering over Heidi's tongue and against the back of her mouth, she moaned lewdly. The cum gushed from Joe's cock like lava from a volcano, each blast splashing against her tongue that frisked wantonly around the cockhead.
"Mmmmmmm!" Heidi mewled, her cheeks puffing out now to accept the incredible amount of cum that gushed from Joe's balls. She fisted the cockshaft as the heady bolts of spunk shot from his balls before flooding her mouth.
Heidi counted the eruptions, her cheeks puffing out more and more with each jet. Five... six... seven hard jet of cum shot from Joe's balls, plus more jism which trickled from the cock-knob.
When Heidi was finally satisfied that she had drained Joe's balls completely dry with her hot blow-job, she swallowed the entire sticky wad with several powerful gulps.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Damn it, baby, that was hot," Joe sighed. He looked out the window and saw a car pull into the parking lot. "Better hurry up. It looks like we've got guests."
Sighing with contentment but wishing she had more time to lavish Joe's cock with the caresses her lips and tongue could provide, Heidi quickly licked the cockmeat clean of all cum, then tucked it back into Joe's pants and zipped him up. She slithered out from under the counter and stood up, just as a man and a woman stepped into the office.
"Your hat's on crooked," Joe hissed to his daughter out of the side of his mouth as he flashed a smile to the customers.
CHAPTER TWO
"And your name, ma'am?"
"Gig... Gig Monroe," the big-titted woman with the honey-blonde hair answered. She looked at Joe and wondered what was going through his mind. She thought that maybe it would have been better if she had lied and given a false last name.
"Thank you. The maid is Heidi," Joe said, nodding in his daughter's direction. "She'll show your to your room."
Gig felt nervous about coming to the Miller Motel with Paul Drexler, principal of Central High School. Drexler was so well known in the suburb where they both lived that they couldn't possibly have found a place to have some early morning fucking without someone recognizing one of them.
Following Heidi, Gig took Paul's hand in hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She was hungry for the pleasures his prick could--and would--give her curvaceous body. Since Paul was married, the morning was their usual time to sneak away from life and get down to some hot fucking and sucking.
"If you need anything," Heidi said, unlocking the door to the motel room and handing the key to Paul, "don't be afraid to call." She looked directly into his eyes, a subtle, flirting challenge in her gaze. "I'll do anything you want."
"Thank you. I'm sure we'll be fine," Paul answered.
When Heidi left, he pulled Gig into the room and crushed her to his body, bringing his lips down to hers. His hands were at her ass, kneading the taut half-moons of succulent ass flesh, pushing his tingling crotch against hers.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Gig sighed as Paul kissed her neck.
She was twenty years old, exactly half Paul's age, but she had never met any other man, older or younger, who could keep his cock hard for as many hours. Pushing her fingers through Paul's silvery hair, Gig felt the hot, itching sensation in her nipples that signified her horniness was something she had to deal with immediately.
Gig pushed Paul away, her eyes glassy with the wanton, carnal fever she felt. Her massive tits rose and fell, straining in the bra that held them up.
"Sit... sit on the bed and I'll give you a striptease," Gig said in a husky, flattering voice.
Once Paul was sitting on the bed, Gig smiled, wishing she had more control over her body but glad that it was as responsive to pleasure as it was. She started swaying her voluptuous ass, jerking it right and left. Her honey blonde hair, coming down past her shoulders and quite wavy, shook gloriously, glimmering from the early morning sunlight that trickled into the room through the curtain.
"I'm going to fuck you, Gig," Paul said, tugging his tie loose, his eyes glued to the woman's shaking, sexy body. "I'm going to nail you to the fucking bed until you can't cross your legs!"
While she danced, Gig unbuttoned her shirt, tugging it free from her pants. The twin, creamy mounds of tit flesh jiggled tautly in the tight-fitting white bra. Once the blouse was completely unfastened, she turned her back to Paul and bared first one shoulder, then both of them. Letting the garment fall to the floor, Gig turned and watched Paul pulling his pants off, clad now only in his underwear.
"I'm going to fuck your cock until you couldn't get a hard-on if your life depended upon it. Ohhhhhh! Paul, I'm going to suck your cock so far down my throat you'll think that beautiful meat is going to get sucked right off your body!"
Kicking off her shoes, Gig unzipped her slacks and pushed them down her legs, then stepped out of them. Her panties were so skimpy that they hardly concealed the thick, triangular patch of pubic hair. Reaching behind her back caused her tits to strain even more forcefully against the D-sized cups of her bra.
"Yeah, let me see those beautiful tits!"
When Gig had the hooks of her bra unfastened, she pulled the cups away from her tits slowly, one at a time, teasing Paul. From the way his underwear stretched out, she knew he already had a throbbing hard-on waiting for her pussy. Dropping the bra to the floor, Gig grabbed her tits, rolling the nubby buds between her thumbs and forefingers. The dark brown areolas were so large that her palm couldn't entirely cover them, and her nipples were almost as big around as a man's little finger.
"I'm so hot for you," Gig sighed, shaking her ass as she danced closer. "So goddamn fucking hot for your prick!"
When Gig was within arm's reach, Paul grabbed her by the hips and dragged her onto the bed. He rolled Gig onto her back and pulled her panties down her legs.
"I've got to eat that pussy!" he cried, burying his face between Gig's warm, shapely thighs. His tongue stabbed at the lust-inflamed, puffy cuntlips, stabbing between them to delve deep into her pussy. "Mmmmm-mmmmmm!"
Gig closed her eyes, spreading her legs wider for her lover. Having her pussy eaten by an experienced tongue was one of the many things that was guaranteed to send the horny young woman shooting skyward into ecstasy. She grabbed her firm, wiggling tits again, digging her fingers deep into the pliable mounds of tit flesh.
"Eat meeeeee," Gig sighed, her legs twitching slightly as Paul nibbled on her throbbing clit. "Eat my hot pussy, Paul!"
Paul dragged his tongue through the petals of Gig's pussy, then lashed at her drooling clit. As he tongue-whipped the tiny, pink clit, he shoved the middle finger of his right hand into her crease, stabbing it into Gig's sucking pussy until his knuckles were against her cuntlips. After finger-fucking her for several strokes, Paul worked a second finger into Gig's hungry cunt. The clear, slick pussy juice that seeped out delighted him and he lapped at her cunt like a kitten lapping up milk.
With his left hand, Paul stroked his pulsating prick. His cockmeat was already hard as a steel pole, jutting out from between his legs like a fleshy lance. When pre-cum seeped from the piss-slit, Paul smoothed the juice over the cockhead and pulled his face away from Gig's pussy.
"Get ready, Gig! I'm coming in!"
Gig was whimpering with the carnal desires that were coursing through her veins. She raised her knees, spreading them as widely as possible to give Paul plenty of room. Grabbing his cock as he positioned himself above her, she brought the prickmeat to her hot, hungry cunt.
"Fuck meeeeee!" Gig gasped as the blunt, conical pricktip mashed against the petals of her cunt. More pressure was applied and finally the cuntlips parted, accepting the driving column of red, hard cockmeat.
Paul fucked his cock into Gig an inch at a time, giving her two inches, then pulling out one, then giving her another two. Soon his prick was glistening with her pussy juice as it fucked back and forth, diving full-length into the blonde's sucking pussy before rearing back so that just the cockhead was still splitting her cuntlips.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Gig sighed, her cheeks against Paul's as she clawed with her fingernails at his pounding ass. Her tits, always big, seemed even more full now that they were partially flattened by Paul's chest.
As his prick pistoned in and out of her cunt, Paul could feel her cunt muscles working on his cock, kneading it, squeezing it, milking the jism from his balls. He thrust his tongue into her ear and ground his hips against hers, mashing her clit. His cock felt as if it had been jammed into a hot, liquid oven. Each time he fucked his throbbing prickrod into Gig's cunt, his fat, hairy balls slapped against her upturned ass.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Gig, your pussy's so fucking tight," Paul groaned, nibbling on her earlobe. He jammed his fucker into Gig from different angles with each powerful thrust of his hips, knowing that this would further excite the sizzling hot clit at the top of her pussy.
Every nerve in Gig's body was tingling. She hooked her ankles together behind Paul's back, trapping his cock deep in her pussy as she squirmed and writhed joyously beneath his pounding body. He reamed her cunt and she wiggled her ass, feeling the pussy juice begin to well up in her loins.
"God, Paul, you're going to make me cum!" Gig gasped in his ear. "Fuck me, Paul! You're going to make me cum so fast! So fasssssst!"
The excitement Gig felt made Paul more confident in his cocksmanship. He reamed her honeypot with almost cruel fuck-strokes, jamming his prick into Gig's trembling body so hard that she bounced on the bed.
"Ieeaahhhhhh!" Gig screamed as her clear, hot pussy juice spewed from her body.
She tossed her head from side to side on the bed, her honey-blonde hair swirling around her face. The muscles of her stomach tightened and relaxed countless times as the waves of feminine oil gushed out, trickling down the crack of her ass to the bedspread, making a wide, circular stain.
Paul continued stabbing his cock into Gig's cunt while she came. The contractions of her cunt muscles around his prick was like adding gasoline to fire and he threw his head back on his shoulders, a choked sob of absolute pleasure getting caught in his throat as the cum jetted from his excited balls. He flooded Gig's clutching cunt with his fuck juice, deluging the tight crease until his balls were drained and his cock started to get limp.
"Ohhhhhhh! Goddamn it, Paul, that was the best fucking yet," Gig sighed, wrapping her arms around her lover's neck as he rested on her tingling body. "You're such a wonderful lover. So wonderful to me... for me."
Paul finally rolled off Gig's naked body, his limp prick getting pulled from her pussy. He was breathing heavily. Every muscle in his body was relaxing. Paul Drexler was completely fucked out... at least for the time being.
"Round two will begin in exactly thirty minutes," he said, smiling weakly.
CHAPTER THREE
Joe and Heidi sat squirming in their chairs as they watched the television screen. On it, Gig and Paul were fucking furiously.
"I'm so glad you thought of this," Heidi said, letting her fingertips graze lightly over her nipple through the uniform. "Putting those cameras in behind two-way mirrors was about the smartest thing you've ever done, Joe."
"Hey, I'm not a dumb guy," Joe replied, mentally calculating what it would be like to fuck his big prick into Gig Monroe's pussy. "And let me tell you something else. You're the best goddamn actress in the world! The best! You should have an Oscar, or something."
When Paul rolled off Gig's body, Joe shut the video recorder off. He took the cassette out of the recorder and set it next to countless other cassettes. Many of them had his own daughter fucking and sucking guys who had rented rooms at his motel, since every room had a camera behind the wall mirror in the bedroom.
Rising from his chair, Joe was just about to have Heidi give him another one of her fantastic blow-jobs when he heard the front door of the office open and the chime attached to the door sound.
"Shit!" Joe hissed, heading for the door. "I was going to get some head from you."
Heidi groaned, her cunt hotter than ever now. "Damn it, I've got to get fucked!" She smoothed out her skimpy, revealing uniform and followed Joe to the office.
The man's name was Papa Lyon. Papa, he said, was what everyone called him. A lawyer in the city, he wanted a room for two days where he could have peace and quiet. He also needed a boat for the two days so he could go fishing, and Joe supplied that, too.
"I'll show you to your room," Heidi said, sizing up the man. She guessed his age at forty-five, and liked very much the expensive cut of his suit and his ruggedly handsome features. Heidi judged him to be a self-made man who had weathered more than a few storms.
Opening the door for Papa, Heidi walked in, swaying her ass in an eye-catching manner. She hoped Papa wasn't so interested in relaxing and fishing that he wouldn't be interested in fucking and sucking, too. Confident of her charms, Heidi turned and faced Papa.
"If there's anything I can do for you--anything at all--you just pick up the telephone and call the office. Okay?" Heidi's eyes trailed over Papa's body suggestively and her pink tongue slithered over her lips. "Don't be afraid to call me for anything your heart desires."
"You don't have to worry about that," Papa said. "I'll give you a call."
Looking at the young girl, Papa's cock began to throb in his shorts. She had nice, big tits and brown eyes that seemed to cut little holes in his soul. It seemed slightly odd and quite erotic that she should have hair almost white, but dark-brown eyes. Papa figured he would be able to fuck her before his two-day vacation was over.
Heidi was restless as she sat in the living room. She flicked from channel to channel, searching for something exciting happening in one of the rooms. It seemed, though, that nobody was interested in fucking. Only Gig and Paul were fucking, and they had tucked themselves under the blankets so Heidi couldn't see anything.
She was just about to put in a cassette of her fucking or sucking some guy when Papa Lyon stepped out of the bathroom, wearing just his underwear. He dropped onto the bed and stretched out, lacing his fingers together behind his head. It was obvious to Heidi that he planned on getting a little sleep before going out to fish. It was just as obvious to Heidi that if she should go into his room right then, she would be halfway there to seducing him, dressed as he was.
Never one to dawdle, Heidi turned on the video camera recorder and left the office.
Papa heard the soft knock and he groaned. The last thing he wanted was to be disturbed and he walked to the door, unconscious of his near nakedness, determined to chase the intruder away as quickly as possible. Opening the door, he found himself face to face with the adorably attired maid, and he smiled.
"Is there something wrong?" Papa asked, his eyes drinking in the beauty of Heidi's tight cleavage.
"No, sir, there's nothing wrong," Heidi said, first looking into Papa's eyes, then down at his crotch. She could see the thick lump his prick made in the white cloth and, from experience, Heidi judged Papa to be a pretty well-hung stud. "I just thought I'd drop by and see if you needed me for anything."
Papa thought of hiding his cock-bulge once he noticed where the young girl's eyes were, and then he thought better of it. He stepped away from the doorway, opening the door more and making a sweeping motion with his arm.
"Please, come in and maybe we'll find out if you really are needed after all."
Heidi was hardly in the room when Papa closed and locked the door. She faced him, a sultry smile playing with her lips. Her big tits rose and fell as her breathing became heavier, her heart pounding more fiercely in her chest.
"I want to fuck you," Papa said; advancing slowly toward the girl. "I want to stick my big cock in your cunt and make you cum!"
Heidi closed her eyes, her hands relaxed at her sides while Papa unzipped her uniform and pushed it down her body. He grabbed her bra and panties, and she stepped out of everything at once. When she started to take off her high-heeled shoes, Papa grabbed her wrist. .
"No, leave those on. And the nylons," he said, taking Heidi's hand and leading her to the bed. "I think they're sexy."
Heidi said nothing. Deciding that actions spoke for themselves, she stretched out on the bed, spreading her legs wide for Papa. When he got on the bed next to her, his hands found her tits.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Heidi purred, slithering her tongue into Papa's hungry mouth. She squeezed his throbbing, burgeoning prick through his underwear, then slipped her hand under the elastic band to rub her palm against the hot, growing cock flesh.
Papa slipped his hand to Heidi's thigh, feeling the warmth of her flesh through the softness of her nylons. His prick jerked in her palm, fully erect now, a rigid column of blood and muscle that needed to be pleased and to give pleasure. Touching Heidi's cunt, Papa found the teenager's pussy gash was already moist with cunt juice, and he slipped his finger deep into her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Yes, lover man, finger-fuck me," Heidi sighed, squirming on the bed. Her nipples felt like they were on fire and her clit was red hot. "You're making me so hot! So hot for your cock!"
Heidi reached lower into Papa's underwear, cupping his cum-filled balls in her palm. She rolled the twin eggs between her fingers, pressing them tightly against his body. Papa's balls completely filled Heidi's hand, and she guessed that they would give her a heavy load of fuck cream.
Heidi pulled away from Papa, intending to give him a blow-job. When he reached for her hips, pulling them toward her face, she sighed lustily and straddled his face with her knees.
"You like to sixty-nine too, huh?" she giggled, lowering her feverish cunt to Papa's open mouth.
As his tongue started lashing at her clit, Heidi lay down on his body, mashing her tits against his lower stomach, and captured the head of Papa's upraised cock in her mouth.
Sucking the cock almost completely into the hot, wet recesses of her mouth, Heidi looked into the mirror on the wall. Behind the mirror, she knew, was a video camera--recording everything that went on in the bed. She made a mental resolve to always be in a good position so that the camera would catch her at just the right angle. Years of practice had taught her as much.
Heidi sighed, whipping the cockhead with her tongue as she squirmed her ass, rubbing her cunt harder against Papa's slick, probing tongue. She gulped the entire column of his prick into her mouth, causing her throat to enlarge visibly with his length and thickness. Her lush, ripe lips chewed lightly on the stem of Papa's cock while her fingers played with his cum-laden balls. She smelled the musky, manly aroma of his crotch and another moan came from her prick-stuffed throat.
With his arms around her thighs, Papa spread the lips of Heidi's cunt with his fingertips and jabbed his tongue even deeper into her pussy. Heidi's cunt oil was seeping out quickly and he worked fast to lick up all the delicious pussy juice. His cheeks were wet from the teenager's cunt juice.
"Ummmmm! Ummmffff!" Heidi groaned, deep-throating Papa's big prick. She released it from her mouth, slapping at the drooling cockhead with her tongue. She dragged her slick tongue all over the cockmeat, licking down to the base of his cock and back up to the crown.
Grabbing Papa's prick by the stem, Heidi fisted the cock, working a drop of pre-cum to the prickhead. When the drop was big, glistening like a pearl, she turned her face toward the hidden camera and rubbed Papa's pricktip against her cheek, wiping the pre-cum onto her skin. Then, with renewed energy, she resumed licking his delicious, throbbing prick like a lollipop.
"Let me fuck you now," Papa said from between Heidi's thighs. "I've got to get my cock in your cunt."
Heidi rolled off Papa, spinning around on the bed to straddle his torso. Grabbing his prick, she brought it to the opening of her tight pussy, lowering her slender hips at the same time. Dropping all her weight down, Heidi's hungry cunt enveloped all of Papa's fucker instantly.
"Ahhhhhh! Goddamn it, you're big," Heidi gasped, putting her hands on Papa's stomach.
She remained still for several seconds, letting her cunt get used to being filled with cockmeat. Caressing Papa's stomach gently, Heidi noticed that the muscles there were taut, sinewy, lean--Papa Lyon had just the right kind of body to drive the young girl wild with fuck-lust.
Papa grabbed Heidi's tits, tugging on the nipples as she bounced on his cock. It seemed to him that the girl was in an erotic world of her own making and that he was just a player in some weird game. It surprised him that she often looked into the mirror on the wall, and when Heidi pushed her fingers through her blonde hair, spreading it out, Papa couldn't help but think that it was an almost theatrical move.
"Go, bitch! Bounce on my prick!" Papa urged, letting Heidi, in effect, fuck herself on his cock.
"Let me know when you're going to cum and I'll let you... cum on my tits!" the young girl gasped, continuing to fuck her hot cuntlips up and down on Papa's prick. When he released her tits, they flopped and swayed, hanging down from her body, since she was leaning forward slightly.
"You really are a horny little bitch, aren't you?" Papa said, cupping his hands around Heidi's face. When she turned her face and sucked his thumb between her lips, he groaned. Watching her sucking his thumb excited him since she did it as though she were really sucking on a tiny prick.
"Mmmmmmm!" Heidi moaned, curling her tongue around Papa's thumb while she ground her hips down against his crotch, engulfing the throbbing column of his cock completely into her hot, needy body.
"Not long now, cock-sucker," Papa said through clenched teeth. His balls felt as if they would explode at any second, and he didn't want to shoot off too quickly. There weren't many young women as good looking as Heidi who liked to have a man shoot off on their tits.
"Let me get on my back," Heidi said, raising her ass off Papa and uncorking his cock from her pussy. "I want to finger myself off when you cum on me."
Heidi had both hands at her drooling cunt while Papa straddled her body. He grabbed her tits and almost managed to trap his cock between them completely. All she needed was another couple of inches and he would have been able to tit-fuck her--but there were very few women actually well endowed enough to do the job right, Papa told himself.
"Yeah, titty-fuck meeeee!" Heidi hissed, fucking three fingers into her cunt and rubbing her clit with her thumb.
The fire in her loins was an inferno now, burning out of control. She finger-fucked her pussy feverishly, stabbing her fingers into her cunt while she watched Papa's huge prick sliding back and forth between her tits. Whenever the cockhead appeared from between her golden tit globes and slid close to her mouth, she swiped at it with her tongue.
Papa's cock jerked to and fro as he pushed Heidi's tits together. His balls rubbed against her body, tingling hotly as the cum in them went from a simmer to a boil. Looking at his prick, then at Heidi's face, Papa decided to jerk off on her face instead. Since her eyes were closed, she would never be able to tell what he was doing until it was too late. The very thought of cumming on the beautiful teenager's face was enough stimulation to push Papa over the brink of pleasure.
"Arrrggghhhhh!" he groaned, leaning farther forward so that the purplish-colored head of his prick was just above Heidi's chin. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" He kept jerking on his cock as the thick, long streams of jism exploded from his cockhead.
Heidi felt the spunk landing hot and wet on her face, but she couldn't think about that. She was too close to releasing her own pussy juice to be too concerned about what Papa was doing.
The first blast of cum shot from the angry-looking cock, arching over Heidi's face to hit her hair, making a long, white line over her eyelid, down her cheek to her chin. The next gushing stream of spunk struck Heidi on the forehead and ran down over the bridge of her nose into her open mouth. The rest of Papa's cum splattered onto Heidi's cheeks and lips and she thrashed on the bed beneath him, spewing out her hot cuntal juices.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Heidi screamed, stabbing three fingers completely into her cunt.
Papa used the head of his prick to smear some of his cum out of Heidi's eye, then he slumped over on the bed, his leg still over her middle as he tried to recuperate.
"That... that was really kinky," Heidi said with a sigh, sliding out from under Papa. She stood up, cum dripping down her face and dangling from her chin, and walked to the mirror. Smiling lewdly, Heidi used both hands to rub the spunk into her face and tits like lotion. "You've got a lot of cum in your balls."
Papa couldn't say anything. He was too exhausted from his bone-jarring climax to do anything more energetic than watch as Heidi rubbed his spunk into her soft, firm tits.
After Heidi had dressed in her uniform again, she sat on the edge of the bed and sucked Papa's soft, completely satisfied prick clean of the pussy juice and cum that had remained there. While Papa drifted off to sleep, Heidi left the room, locking the door behind herself.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was late and the sun had gone down. Gig and Heidi were the only women sitting around the campfire, along with the seven men who were guests at Miller's Motel.
Though Gig had fucked Paul Drexler three times that day, she was still horny for the one thing that he couldn't provide--more than one prick. Gig loved group sex, particularly if she was the only woman. It made her feel like an empress, wantonly fucking and sucking all her servants.
Sitting on a towel on the sandy beach, Gig knew the effect her incredibly large, perfectly shaped tits were having on the men around her. Her tits strained against the tight-fitting bikini top.
Gig looked at Heidi and smiled. Though Heidi was a good-looking young girl, she just didn't have Gig's looks, nor did she have Gig's well-shaped body. Heidi, too, was in a bikini, and Gig noticed that the teenager got her fair share of hungry glances from the men.
As the fire crackled, spitting flames into the night, Gig felt the fire in her cunt get hotter. Paul sat next to her and Gig wondered if there was some way to get rid of him for an hour or so, so that she could proposition the other six men. The thought of having six beautiful, hard cocks to please herself with sent a warm shiver running up Gig's spine and her nipples stood out prominently, showing themselves through the fabric of her bikini.
"This is good wine," Gig said, leaning closer to Heidi. "But are you old enough to drink?"
Heidi looked at Gig and smiled. "Joe is my father. If he thinks I've had enough, he'll tell me so."
Gig studied Joe, liking what he saw. Though he wasn't wearing swimming trunks, she could still see the full cock-bulge in his jeans. Her mouth watered and she wondered how much cum Joe could shoot into her mouth.
"You've got the hots for my old man. Right?" Heidi said. "Listen, if you want me to divert your boyfriend for a while, I will."
Gig felt her cheeks flush, getting warm and pink. "No, you don't have to do that. That wasn't what I meant."
Heidi continued: "Listen, I'm not going to fuck your boyfriend. I'll just keep him occupied. How much time do you need?"
Gig thought about what this teenager was proposing, finding it difficult to believe that anyone as young as Heidi could have the sense of what was happening under the surface.
Very softly, Gig said: "I'll need at least an hour. I'd better not go to the cabin, because if you can't keep him away, that's where he'll go."
"Don't you worry," Heidi said. "I'll keep him away. I may not have knockers like you, but I can keep a man's attention for at least an hour."
Gig felt nervous as she watched Heidi get up, then walk into the darkness, heading toward the motel. Several minutes later Heidi returned and whispered into Joe's ear. He shook his head and Gig felt her pulse quicken. What was he shaking his head about?
When Heidi got down on her knees between Gig and Paul, Gig dug her fingers into the sand, hoping that nobody would notice how her hands were shaking.
"Pardon me," Heidi said politely, "but will you help me move a fallen tree? It's not very big, but Joe's got a bad back."
Paul looked at Heidi. Bent over as she was and wearing her skimpy bikini, Paul had a breathtaking view of the teenager's cleavage. Paul's cock throbbed in his trunks and his mouth instantly felt cotton dry.
"Well... sure, I'll give you a hand if you really need it."
"Oh, yessss," Heidi purred. "I really need it."
When Heidi and Paul walked down the shoreline, heading toward the thickly wooded area that surrounded Miller's Motel, Gig noticed that all the men took a greater interest in her. No longer did they divert their eyes when she noticed them looking.
Twisting on the towel, Gig brought her knees under her, sitting on her naked heels. Her big, golden tits billowed out with her heavy breathing. She looked at each man, sizing him up slowly before turning her eyes to the next. Her fingers were digging into the flesh of her knees. All conversation had stopped. Every man looked hungrily at Gig, mentally devouring her lush, ripe body.
"Well, gentlemen, if you want to, I'm interested... " Gig left the sentence unfinished for dramatic impact. She shook her head slightly, causing her curly blonde hair to flutter back and forth over her shoulders. Her full lips were moist and slightly parted, glimmering in the flickering firelight.
Joe and Papa were the first two to react. They stood up and walked over to Gig, standing with their hands on their hips. Each man stood motionless, looking down at Gig's nearly naked body with a set, determined expression on his face.
"I like men who know what they want and are man enough to demand it," Gig sighed. She caressed their crotches, rubbing the thick, burgeoning lumps of cockmeat with her palms.
Gig tried to relax and found it impossible. She tore at Joe's pants, opening them and pulling them down to his ankles. Papa, in his trunks, was easier to get at. When she tugged his trunks down, Papa's prick sprang out rigidly from his body.
Wrapping her hands around both cocks, Gig stroked each prick from the conical cockhead to the base. She licked her lips in a wanton, lewd gesture, looking up at Papa and Joe.
"Take me--any way you want me," Gig sighed hungrily. "I love cocks!"
And then Gig buried Joe's prick deep into the hot, sucking cavern of her mouth. Her supple, moist lips captured the throbbing knob of Joe's cock, basting it with her warm spit. Her tongue rubbed hungrily along the underside of his prick, enticing it to grow even more.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Gig moaned, tossing her face back and forth over Joe's cock while she stroked Papa's fat, pulsating prong of cockmeat.
When Gig tasted the pre-cum that oozed out of Joe's balls, her senses went wild with carnal fever. She moaned and gulped the entire length of his prick into her throat.
The five men who had originally been slow in advancing on Gig were surrounding her now, all stripping out of their swimming trunks to get their cocks into view.
After sucking Joe's cock into hardness Gig released it from her hot mouth and pulled Papa's prick so it was between her ripe lips. Her pink tongue curled around the cock-knob, toying with the ultra-sensitive ridge of his cockhead. Gig ran her fingers over Joe's prick, rubbing the head of it against her cheek while she sucked Papa.
Behind her, a man untied the tops and bottoms of Gig's bikini.
"Hey, lady, can you take it up the ass?" the man asked, kneeling behind Gig and rubbing the head of his cock between the cheeks of her naked ass.
Gig didn't answer. Instead, she just wiggled her shapely ass against the man's prick and moaned loudly as she slurped on Papa's cock. Reaching her one free hand out, Gig soon found yet another hard cock to stroke.
This was exactly the way Gig liked to fuck and suck--even being outside was an added thrill for her. She pistoned her face back and forth smoothly, mouthing the entire length of Papa's cock as she took him into her throat. She jerked off two more hard pricks and raised her ass, leaning forward slightly so the man behind her could fit his prick into her bunghole.
When Gig felt her asshole opening up to the fourth pillar of prick flesh, a low groan came from her cock-filled throat. Hands were all over her, caressing her ass and spreading apart the cheeks, tugging and pinching her sizzling nipples. As the cock fucked deeper into her bunghole, the man fucking her started to finger Gig's burning clit. Slick cunt fluid seeped from her pussy.
"Mmmmfff!" Gig slurped, turning her face away from Papa to take a stranger's prick into her hungry mouth. She whipped the cockmeat with her tongue, slapping the bullet-shaped bulb to make the man's prick dance at his waist.
Grabbing Gig by her lush hips, the man plowed his burning hot fuckstick up her asshole until his hips smacked against the cheeks of her ass. The warmth of her back chute thrilled him and he groaned, pausing to enjoy the tightness her asshole provided.
"Goddamn it, boys, I've never done anything like this before," he hissed through clenched teeth, pulling back to ream Gig's bunghole even harder than the first time.
Joe pushed Gig's hair away from her face to get a better view of her hot blow-job. She was mouthing his fleshy prick hard and fast, dragging her sensual lips over the cockhead to the very root of his prickmeat. Then, with her throat expanding to accept his pricktip, Gig twisted her face, knocking his cum-laden balls around with her chin.
"Suck, bitch!" he demanded, slapping Gig lightly on the side of the face. "Get me off!"
Gig knew that even when she was finished with the four men, there would be two more hard pricks she would have to satisfy. Her cunt wasn't getting fucked, but the horny blonde knew that wasn't a problem that couldn't be surmounted. As soon as these four were finished, she intended to roll onto her back and then fuck the final two until they flooded her hot pussy slit with loads and loads of fuck cream.
Her twin mounds of luscious tit flesh jiggled and swayed as Gig sucked arid chewed on the three pricks. The horny blonde had her lips surrounding Papa's pricktip when she felt it throb powerfully. Experience had taught her that such throbbings were an early signal of impending orgasm.
"Mmmmmm!" Gig moaned. She let go of the other two pricks and cupped Papa's balls in her palm. Her other hand wrapped tightly around the root of Papa's cockmeat and she brought her fingers along the wet flesh while she sucked it.
"Suck meeeeee!"
With just Papa's cockhead on her tongue, Gig pounded hard and fast on the cockshaft. The prick leaped in her fist and acrid jets of pungent jism splattered against the roof of her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" Gig slurped, sucking down the sticky jizz as it gushed into her mouth. The thick, globby torrent of liquid fire continued splashing over her frisking tongue.
Papa was pumping his hips with jackhammer speed, fucking his gushing prick back and forth between Gig's supple lips. As his climax began to subside, he pulled back and his cockhead slipped from between Gig's lips.
"Uh!" he grunted as a stream of cum flew through the air, striking and sticking to the beautiful cock-sucker's cheek before she could get the prickmeat back in her mouth.
Gig swallowed the rest of Papa's cum-load with zest, sucking the cockmeat until she had every last drop of spunk out of his balls. She had hardly finished with him before Joe, thrusting his awesome fucker at the side of her face, groaned and started jerking himself off.
"Wait!" Gig gasped, wrapping her cummy lips around the head of his prick while he jerked on the shank.
Her tongue caressed the cleft bottom of the pricktip while Joe spewed out of his frothy cum. Gig's cheeks puffed out as she took his incredible cum-load in her mouth without swallowing. A milky line of cum stuck to her cheek where Papa had shot his wad on her.
"Fuck!" Joe gasped as he pounded his fiery cock. His balls pulled up tight to his body, gushing out the fuck cream.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Gig moaned, swallowing Joe's delicious, salty fuck syrup down her gullet with several powerful gulps.
Gig rocked back and forth slowly, pushed and pulled by the horny guy fucking her ass. Gig let Joe's still-hard cock drop from her mouth as she jerked the third cock to her cummy mouth. Just as she had the scrumptious prickmeat between her lips, the guy pounding his throbbing cock screamed and clawed at her tremulous tits.
"Mmmmm! Ummmmmggg!" Gig moaned as the pain surged through her abused tits. The man reamed her bunghole with vicious fuck-strokes, jamming his cockmeat into her ass until his hips collided with her asscheeks.
"Grrrrr!" the man growled as his cum, like molten lava, erupted from his balls, flooding the horny blonde's asshole.
Gig's body tingled all over as the men attacked her. Hands pulled at her tits. Another pair of hands grabbed her ears to force her to take a jaw-stretching prick down her throat. She choked on the hard column of prick and tightened her lush lips around the cockshaft, hoping the stranger would blast his salty cum down her gullet quickly so the ordeal would be over.
"Cock-sucker! Suck it! Fucking bitch!" the stranger screamed to the heavens as he reamed out Gig's clutching throat.
He jerked her face toward his crotch while stabbing at her with his cock. The throbbing head of his cock smashed against the back of Gig's mouth, then invaded her throat completely. Fully embedded in the sexy cock-sucker's mouth, his cock gushed cum down Gig's throat.
Gig was only semi-conscious when she was rolled onto her back by the remaining two men. It seemed that she had swallowed a gallon of cum.
"Wait... give me time to rest," she gasped weakly. "Please, I'm so tired."
Her soft pleas were ignored by the men. Gig's legs were spread widely as the first man dropped down upon her, stabbing at her moist pussy with his hard-on. He fucked the long, rigid prick completely into the spread furrow of Gig's cunt with the first lunge, then squeezed her full, heaving tits while he fucked her relentlessly.
"Damn, boys, you missed out on a fucking really tight cunt," the guy mumbled as he reamed Gig's hungry pussy with long, hard fuck-strokes.
Gig had her face turned to the side as the guy fucked her. Though her throat ached slightly from all the mistreatment, her clit was quickly getting hotter and hotter. Each movement of the red-hot fucker in her pussy sent new electric waves of desire coursing through her veins. Her supple body twitched spasmodically beneath the man as he heaved and thrashed above her.
When the man bit Gig's earlobe, then jabbed his tongue into her ear, the luscious blonde came out of her fuck-induced stupor. She arched her back, lifting him completely off the ground, and clawed at his pounding asscheeks.
"Fuck me, you rotten bastard!" Gig cried. A strand of honey-blonde hair clung to her cheek where the string of jism had hit her face and stuck earlier. She kissed his naked, muscular shoulder, sucking hard enough on the flesh to leave a mark. Her massive tits pressed against his chest, flattening out slightly, billowing out from the side of her body.
"Fuck her, man! Fuck the living shit out of her!" Joe rasped, gently stroking his red, sated prick. He knew that Gig, being as beautiful and horny as she was, would be able to make his cock hard again in no time at all.
Gig's climax came almost as a surprise to her. First she felt the man's hot breath cascading over the side of her face. Then there was the inner warmth she felt as he pumped his hot cum into her pussy. She screamed and thrashed on the ground, her legs kicking into the air. Hot, slick waves of cuntal fluid burst from her pussy. She bucked and screamed and promised the men to fuck them whenever they wanted and said all sorts of other things while her jagged nerves crackled and the thrill of the moment gripped her.
When she was finished, Gig pushed the man off her body and reached for the sixth and final man. She needed him desperately, needed to feel his iron-hard prick ramming into her cunt. Once she came, the second and third climaxes were never far behind.
"Sure thing, bitch," the man growled as he slipped between Gig's firm thighs and fucked his cock into the juicy, cum-filled recesses of her pussy.
Gig squealed with absolute pleasure as her cunt was crammed full of cockmeat. The man plundered her body relentlessly, and she gave herself to him totally. She clawed at his shoulders and ass, twitching her butt on the towel as she felt herself being shoved deeper and deeper into the loose sand. The fire crackled, spitting flames and sparks into the night sky while Gig groaned and arched her back, wanting more prick in her pussy than the man fucking her had.
"Take meeeee!" Gig groaned, squeezing the man's humping body tightly to hers, mashing her firm tits against his chest.
Her eyes were wide as saucers, glassy with lust as she worked her cunt muscles on his fucking prick. The sloppy sounds of a rigid cock fucking back and forth into her jism-deluged pussy seemed to echo in Gig's ears. She worked her tongue around in her mouth, savoring the flavor of the cum that she had already swallowed hungrily.
"Ohhhhhh!" You bitch! Baby, I'm going to cum! Ohhhhhh! I'm going to flood you, baby!"
"Yessssss! I want your cum!" Gig gasped, kissing the man's shoulder. "Please cum in me, lover! I need it! I need you! Ohhhhhh! Goddamn it, I need to cum!"
The moment of absolute ecstasy gripped both Gig and her lover at the same time. Screaming and moaning, they pounded each other's body as pussy juice and fuck cream mingled together. Belly slapped against belly, hips against hips as each sought personal satisfaction, and in the process satisfied the other.
"Damn... I haven't pulled a train like that in a long time," Gig said weakly, sitting on her towel and softly fingering the petals of her cunt. "You guys really gave me a working over."
"When are you leaving?" Joe asked as he pulled his pants up, realizing that Gig wasn't going to continue fucking the men.
"I've got to leave tonight. But I'll be back soon. You can count on that."
Joe thought of what it would be like to secretly videotape the gorgeous blonde with the extraordinary tits. He could imagine what it would be like having her fucking and sucking a dozen men all at once.
CHAPTER FIVE
Heidi had decided to play it coy with Paul. She wanted him to come back soon and thought that if she appeared to be too easy, too sluttish, he might not want her body any more. It was because of this theory that she found herself in his arms, kissing hungrily as they stood in the narrow trail that led through the trees.
"Please, I'm really not like this," Heidi gasped as the kiss ended. Paul's hands were kneading the firm mounds of her ass, sending hot flashes of desire through her young veins. "Please, Mr. Drexler, this isn't right."
"You've got to lose your virginity sometime," Paul coaxed, rubbing his throbbing cock-bulge against Heidi's stomach. "I promise I'll be gentle. You'll really enjoy it."
"No. We mustn't. Not here, anyway." Heidi kissed Paul's neck, letting him fondle her shapely ass. "Let's go back to your cabin. Then we'll have a bed."
The truth was that Heidi wanted to videotape her erotic antics with Paul Drexler, but she couldn't tell him that.
"I can't do that. What if Gig comes in?" Paul groaned and wished, for the first time in his life, that he wasn't with the beautiful and sexy Gig Monroe. "Please, I've got to get off or my prick will never get soft!"
Heidi suddenly pushed Paul away and stifled a gasp of mock horror with her hand as she stared at the cock-bulge in his swimming trunks. Her tits billowed out in the skimpy top of her bikini as she breathed in deeply.
"Mr. Drexler! How could you?"
"I didn't mean for it to happen, you little prick-teaser! When a man kisses a beautiful girl, he gets a hard-on!" Drexler advanced toward Heidi, his arms extended. He had to fuck her now. If he didn't get his nuts off, he would never be able to go and see Gig, because she would know immediately what had--and hadn't--happened.
"Mr. Drexler, I don't like the look in your eyes," Heidi said, taking a couple of steps backward until she was against a tree. "You look funny, Mr. Drexler. Strange."
Paul grabbed Heidi by the throat, forcing her against the tree. With his other hand he pushed down his trunks. His big prick sprang out from his body, bobbing and weaving, the cockhead fat and round as it searched for its target.
"I'm going to shoot my wad one way or the other," Paul hissed, his face just inches from Heidi's. "And you can make this easy on yourself, or hard. I don't care. I'm getting off whether you like it or not." Heidi swallowed the lump in her throat, staring into Paul's eyes. She tried hard to look frightened, and hoped the wanton lust she felt didn't show in her expression.
"What do you want me to do?" Heidi asked, her voice trembling with false fear. "Please don't make me do anything terrible."
Paul stayed at arm's length with Heidi, keeping his hand at her throat while he took his time looking at her body. He stroked her nipple through her bikini, then tugged the material aside to expose one lush nipple. His heart quickened at the sight of Heidi's tit and he caught the nipple between his fingers.
"Nice tits for a young girl," he said calmly, rolling the nipple softly. "You really are going to be one hell of a woman when you reach full maturity."
Heidi felt insulted. She thought of herself as a woman now, and didn't like the implication that she was anything less. Paul's fingers were caressing her nipple expertly, igniting an even hotter fire in her cunt.
"You're going to get me off, even if you won't fuck," Paul said, stepping closer to Heidi. He grabbed her wrist and brought her hand to his throbbing cock. "Now, Heidi, have you ever given a hand-job before?"
"No," Heidi said as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft of Paul's prick. The cock meat was hard and warm in her palm, thick enough so that her thumb just touched the tip of her middle finger. "But I'll... try... if you really want me to."
"Just stroke my cock back and... ohhhh! That's right!"
Heidi used both hands on Paul's prick while he pulled out her other tit. She pretended not to know what she was doing while she stroked, caressed, squeezed and kneaded the pulsating column of manly cock flesh expertly. Her hands worked restlessly on his cock, jerking with frenzied action as she tantalized the entire length of Paul's prick meat.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Heidi purred as Paul's fingers worked on her ivory tits, squeezing and tugging on the pebble-like nipples. She whacked on the cockhead with her right hand, twisting and turning her left hand around the root of Paul's stiff prick.
The bark of the tree was rough against Heidi's naked back as her shoulders moved quickly with her hand-job. She wished that Paul would finger-fuck her so that she, too, would get off. However, to ask him to do as much would destroy the illusion she had built around herself for him.
"Am I doing this right?" Heidi asked, looking at the reddish pricktip that was just a couple of inches from her dimpled stomach.
"God, yes! A little easier, babydoll. You're going to get me off too fast."
Heidi smoothed a drop of pre-cum over the pricktip, jerking her hand back and forth over the ridge of the bulbous cock-knob hard and fast. She wanted to feel his cum jetting out of his prick, splashing onto her feverish flesh.
"Mmmmmmmmm! My tits feel so hot!" Heidi said, her knees trembling. Paul's hands were working smoothly on her nipples, twisting them like the dials of a radio, sending flashes of wanton desire from the top of her head to the tips of her naked toes.
The blonde teenager whacked faster on the quivering piece of cock meat, bringing both hands up and down the cockshaft. Whenever pre-cum seeped from the slitted tip, she smeared the liquid around the prickhead. The sharp and pungent aroma of cum drifted up to Heidi's nostrils and she sighed lustily.
"Arrrggghhhh! Fuck! Babydoll, you're really getting to... ohhhhhh!" Paul sighed, fighting to keep the cum in his balls. The two tiny hands were little more than a flash at his waist, jerking and squeezing the full length of his prick.
Heidi looked down her body, between her trembling tits, and watched the cockhead expanding in her fist. The point of the knob was aimed directly at her navel. She twisted her left hand around the root of Paul's prick meat, slamming her fist to and fro over the rest of the cock, waiting impatiently for the thick jism to blast against her flesh.
"Nooooooo!" Paul hissed through gritted teeth as he lost his battle to keep from cumming. His balls pulled up tightly between his legs, then the hot bolts of jism erupted from them.
Heidi whimpered, jerking her hands faster and harder on his prick as cum spewed from the cockhead. Globby strands of cum gushed out of the cocktip, stroking and sticking to the teenager's stomach. The spunk kept blasting, arching through the air from the cockhead to Heidi's flesh. More cum rolled out of the pricktip, smearing over Heidi's fingers, dangling down in thick strands as she pounded lustily on the feverish cock.
"Okay, that's enough," Paul said in a tired voice, stepping away from Heidi. He had to pull her hands away from his shrinking prick to get them off.
"Did I do it right?"
"Yeah, you sure as hell did!" Paul shook a last drop of cum off the head of his cock. The spunk landed on Heidi's knee. "I thought my fucking body was going to turn inside out when I came."
Heidi looked at her hands. They were covered with cum, and there was much more of the sticky syrup clinging to her stomach, dripping down to the top of her bikini panties. She started rubbing the fuck-cream into her skin.
"I hope I'll see you sometime soon," Heidi said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe then I'll let you take my cherry. But we've got to do it inside. I want to be in a bed the next time I feel your prick."
"It's a deal. I'll see you next weekend. You can bet on that one."
Heidi stayed in the woods until Paul had left. Only then did she allow herself to smile. Her skin felt sticky and she smelled strongly of spunk, which delighted her.
CHAPTER SIX
Heidi was standing beside Joe, who sat in his favorite chair as they watched television. On the screen, Heidi was getting fucked by Papa Lyon.
"You're really going to get off on what happens next," Heidi whispered, smoothing out Joe's hair while he fisted his massive prick. "I did it just for the camera."
"I always said you should be a movie star," Joe chuckled. "Hell, to me you are a movie star."
On the television, Heidi was sitting on Papa's cock, bringing her luscious ass up and down to impale her cunt on his rigid prick. Her tits jiggled and swayed gloriously, exciting Joe as he stroked faster on his throbbing prick.
Heidi looked at Joe's prick and wondered if she should suck him off. It was nearly noon and she had already given him one blow-job that morning. After that, he licked her cunt until her pussy juice gushed out of her cunt, leaving her totally satisfied. But as was so often the case with Heidi and Joe, it didn't take long for them to want to start fucking and sucking again.
"I can hardly wait for Friday," Joe said, his eyes seemingly glued to the television set. "That Gig Monroe said she was coming back. Then I'm going to fuck the hell out of her and videotape it!"
"Hey, Paul Drexler promised to come back this coming weekend, too! He said he wouldn't miss fucking me for all the money in the world."
On the screen, Heidi was fingering her juicy pussy while Papa stroked his cock, straddling her upper body. After a few moments he shot his wad onto her face, and Joe groaned as his own jism bubbled from the head of his prick, running down his fingers.
"Oh, Joe! You didn't have to do that your- self!" Heidi admonished, slapping him lightly on the shoulder. "I would have sucked you off again if you wanted. Hell, the least you could have done was let me jerk you off."
Joe didn't answer. Instead, he watched his daughter on the television getting a heavy cum-shower, continuing to stroke his cock even as it got smaller. Cum was clinging wetly to his fingers and running over his fist. On the screen, his daughter was tonguing the head of Papa's prick as spunk trickled down her cheeks.
Heidi was just about to get down on her knees to lick Joe's hand and prick clean of all the cum when the door chime sounded. She groaned, not wanting to handle customers just then because her panties were getting moist from the pussy juice that was drooling from her cunt.
"I'd better handle this one, Joe. Don't worry about a thing, and I'll see you later," Heidi said as she left the room, heading for the front office.
There were three men, and Heidi liked what she saw. They took two motel rooms and Heidi introduced herself. Wearing her revealing maid's uniform, she enjoyed the hungry looks the men gave her.
"So, the Miller Motel is going to have three generations of Deitrichs here, huh?" Heidi asked, scooping up the keys to the rooms and heading out of the office, leading the men. "I don't think we've ever had that before."
"We've been fishing together every summer for years," Karl Deitrich, the oldest, said. "I took my boy when he was just a little fart. Now I take my son and my grandson fishing."
Heidi looked at Karl and guessed his age at somewhere in the middle sixties. He had the rigid, stern look of a man who had spent many years in the military service. Sam, his son, seemed to be somewhere in his middle thirties, and not nearly as austere. Billy, Sam's teen-aged son, had a look of wild youthfulness in his eyes that excited Heidi. She seldom had a chance to get together with someone her own age.
"Sam and Billy will be staying in one room," Karl said, his tone authoritative. "I'll be staying alone."
After Heidi let Sam and Billy into their room, she ushered Karl to his. Once she was inside, she walked across the room, past the double bed, and pulled open the drapes. When she turned around, Karl was blocking the door, which he had closed. The look on his face told Heidi everything she needed to know.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Heidi asked. She walked toward Karl, her ass swaying deliciously with each step she took. "Anything you'd like?"
"You know fucking well what I would like," Karl said, taking off his hat. Though his head was shaved completely bald, he had a strong, slender physique. Daily exercises had kept him at the peak of physical fitness. "I've been around long enough to know a tramp when I see one. And let me explain something to you, Miss Heidi Miller--I never let something like you get away easily."
Heidi looked up at Karl and felt a shiver rip up her spine. There was something altogether erotic about him, despite his age. There seemed to be an aura of potential violence that seeped out of his pores. Adjusting her small white cap, Heidi shifted her weight from one foot to the next, wondering if she was supposed to make the first move.
"I don't think I like the way you talk," Heidi said finally, her tone soft but taunting. "That's not exactly the way to sweet-talk me, you know."
"I know exactly how to sweet-talk you, cock-sucker," Karl said, stepping closer to the voluptuous teenager. "You're not the tender type. You're the rough-and-tumble take-it-from-me type."
When Karl came at Heidi, she didn't struggle or back away from him. She melted into his arms, her fingers working at his belt while he unbuttoned the front of her uniform. Grabbing his shirt, Heidi pulled the shirt open, ripping off the buttons.
"Suck my prick!" Karl demanded, grabbing a handful of the girl's hair and forcing her to her knees.
"Ouch!" Heidi protested as her hair was pulled. She sank to her knees and pushed Karl's pants down to his knees, exposing the largest prick she had ever seen in her life. "My God! That fucking thing must be malignant!"
Karl chuckled, feeling the egotistical thrill of knowing that he had a monstrously huge fuck tool. His cock, when completely hard, would measure an even foot long. He grabbed his rubbery cock by the shaft and swung it at Heidi's face, striking her on the cheek with the enormous prick-knob.
"Oh! Please, don't beat me with it!"
Heidi finished unbuttoning her uniform while Karl bludgeoned her cheeks, nose and forehead with his cock. The girl whimpered and moaned joyously as the spongy cockhead smacked against her face. With each impact of cockmeat to her face, Heidi noticed that the cock stretched and got harder.
Before Karl was willing to let Heidi suck his cock, she had managed to push her black uniform down to her knees, and had taken off her bra. Her small white cap was askew on the top of her head and her mouth was obscenely open as she waited for Karl to stuff her mouth with his gigantic prick.
"Please! I want to suck your--" Heidi was silenced when her mouth was crammed full with Karl's cockhead. Her ripe, pink lips were ovaled in a perfect O around the shaft of Karl's jaw-stretching fucker. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmpppt!"
Letting go of Heidi's hair, Karl stripped out of his clothes while the horny teenager sucked on his burgeoning prick. He kicked off his shoes, then cupped his hands behind her head and pumped his hips slowly to and fro, fucking his cock deep into her hot mouth until his pricktip was wedged hard against the back of her throat.
"Yeahhhhhhhh! You've got a pretty good mouth for such a young girl," Karl sighed, pulling back so that just the tip of his cockhead was still between Heidi's lips. "That's it, use your tongue on it."
"Mmmmmmm!" Heidi moaned, licking off the pre-cum that seeped out.
She had never seen a cock the size of Karl's, and certainly had never sucked anything this large. The thought of having his foot-long prick ramming up her pussy sent hot and cold chills up her spine and made her head spin.
She rocked on her knees, pushing her dress down past her ankles and over her high-heeled shoes. Now dressed in just her garter belt, black nylons and shoes, Heidi was ready to really get down and start fucking.
She moaned again, tilting her head back to turn her deep-brown eyes up to Karl. Her lips were pulled outward, wrapped succulently around the ridge of his pricktip while she tongued the spongy underside.
Karl stroked the side of Heidi's face, then grabbed her by the hair again, pulling her to her feet.
"Time to hit the sack, cock-sucker," he said, pulling Heidi to the bed and throwing her onto her back.
"Ouch! Damn it, you don't need to pull my hair!"
Karl jumped on the bed, his body facing the opposite direction from Heidi's. He forced her thighs apart and buried his face between her legs, instantly devouring her sweet, tight pussy. Karl's slithering pink tongue jabbed at the dewy opening of her cunt and he nibbled gently on her drooling, red clit.
"Ohhhhhh! Ahh! Goddamn it, that's soooo goooooood!" Heidi sighed, rolling onto her side so she faced Karl's prick that rested on his thigh. She grabbed the monstrous prick in both hands and brought the tip to her lips. After placing countless smacking kisses on the cockhead, Heidi once again gulped the fleshy cocklance deep into her mouth.
While Karl tongued Heidi's drooling pussy, he slipped a finger into her fuckhole until it was three knuckles deep and moist with her hot cunt juices. Then, sucking on her clit, he rubbed Heidi's pussy juice onto her tight, puckered bunghole.
Heidi couldn't believe how big Karl's cock was. With just the crown of his cockmeat in her mouth, she could hardly fit any more of the prick in. Her lips were stretched around the prickshaft and her tongue jammed to the bottom of her mouth.
When she felt a finger probing into her tight, virgin asshole, Heidi groaned loudly and fucked her face back and forth faster over Karl's cock. She and Joe had tried several times to ass-fuck, but the pain was always too great for her to continue with it. Since Karl's cock was as large as it was, Heidi had no fear that he would try to fuck her in the ass, with it. The monstrously huge pole of prickmeat simply would never be able to fit in her asshole.
Heidi moaned again, tonguing the cockhead as it drooled pre-cum in her mouth. The sharp taste of the man's jism excited Heidi and she wiggled her ass, pushing her cunt harder against his slithering tongue.
With his tongue fucked deep between the hairy petals of Heidi's cunt, Karl shoved his middle finger completely into her asshole. He felt the ring of muscle in her ass tighten around his finger as he pressed his palm against her asscheeks. After a moment, while he sucked on Heidi's throbbing clit, Karl felt the muscle relax. After that he fingered Heidi's virgin bunghole faster, fucking his finger in and out of her ass until she was thrashing on the bed, opening and closing her nylon-clad thighs around his head.
Heidi grabbed Karl's balls and found them to be more than a handful. The enormous balls held the cum that the horny young cock-sucker craved and she fondled them lovingly, knowing that she would soon receive the cum-load they held. With her other hand, she stroked the incredible shaft of Karl's prick while bringing her hot lips back and forth over the ridge of his cockhead.
"Mmmmmmm!" Heidi sighed. Then she pulled the rubbery prick out of her mouth. Due to the enormous length and thickness of Karl's cock, it didn't get as hard as smaller pricks got, but that didn't bother Heidi. "You have the most delicious prick in the world!"
"Mmmmffft!" Karl moaned, fucking his tongue into her pussy to scoop up the slick, hot cut oil that drooled from between her hairy cuntlips. He jerked his hips toward Heidi and felt his cockhead smash against her cheek.
Fisting his cock, Heidi tongued the cockhead and then worked her way down the prickshaft to get to Karl's balls. She wanted to lick them until they were wet, knowing that Karl's balls would be extremely sensitive to such oral manipulations.
"Your cock! Goddamn it, I love your cock! I want to eat you alive! I want to suck your balls!" Heidi cried out.
She pulled her head up briefly and smiled into the mirror on the wall, hoping Joe had the video recorder working. The idea of having her father watching her giving a hot blow-job to a cock fully twelve inches long excited the teenager, and she admitted to herself that she was an exhibitionist.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Heidi moaned, lapping at Karl's balls. The feeling of having a finger fucking in and out of her bunghole excited the girl and she twitched her ass constantly on the bed.
"Go to it, cock-sucker," Karl groaned as his balls were wantonly sucked and licked. "Damn, that's good! That's damn fucking good!"
Karl kissed Heidi's thigh and watched his finger fucking deep into her asshole. In his advancing age, Karl had found himself more and more interested in young girls. Since Heidi had a shapely body with nice-sized tits and a tight, delicious cunt, Karl was extremely turned-on by her.
Heidi twisted her hands around the shaft of Karl's prick, gulping the cockhead deep into her mouth. She accepted the enormous cock partially down her throat, feeling the crown sliding past her tonsils. Then, letting the rubbery cock slip from between her lips, Heidi twisted away from Karl, pulling her drooling, hot pussy away from his probing tongue.
"I want you to fuck me," Heidi panted, getting on her knees and elbows, shaking her lovely ass at Karl. "Fuck me doggie-style, please!"
Karl chuckled confidently as he looked at the ripe, smooth, heavenly moons of Heidi's ass. She had the type of cunt that would really milk the jism from his balls. Getting in position behind the teenager, Karl grabbed Heidi's garter strap and pulled it. Releasing the elastic strap caused it to snap against Heidi's flesh.
"Ouch! What are you doing?" Heidi complained. "Don't tease me. Fuck me!"
Heidi pressed her cheek against the bed, her pendulous tits grazing against the bedspread, sending jolts of electricity through her body. Her pussy contracted and relaxed, hungry for a big, throbbing prick to fill it to overflowing. She looked in the mirror and watched Karl raising his slightly downward-hanging cock, bringing it to the opening of her dripping wet, hungry pussy.
"It's so big!" Heidi purred. "You've got to be careful with me. I've never--" When the apple-sized head of Karl's cock made contact with Heidi's cunt, her mouth went dry. As he forced it against the dewy petals of her fuckhole, Heidi's cunt resisted the invasion. Then, after more pressure was applied, Heidi's cuntlips parted and the huge cockhead fucked into her hot cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Karl groaned, grabbing Heidi's asscheeks in his hands as he shoved another three inches of his pulsating column of cockmeat into her pussy.
Strange mewling sounds came from Heidi's throat as the plundering cock rammed deeper and deeper into her cunt. Gritting her teeth from the pain, Heidi watched in the mirror as Karl lanced his prick into her, eventually burying the entire twelve inches of his fucker up her spread, tight pussy furrow.
"There we go, little one," Karl said, pausing to rest with his fuckstick being warmed and squeezed by Heidi's cuntal muscles. "It's all the way in. After this, it's nothing but pleasure all the way!"
"Fuck me! I want you to fuck me silly!" Heidi gasped, Wiggling her ass. The size of Karl's cock made every move he made an erotic one. Heidi's slick, erect clit was sizzling hot. Her nipples, distended with passion, felt as if they were on fire. "Fuck meeeeeee!"
Karl needed no further urging to fuck his cock into Heidi's cuntslit like a jackhammer. He reared back until his cockhead was at the mouth of Heidi's pussy, then stabbed at her, reaming her tight fuckhole until she was shoved forward. His cock, glistening with the teenager's pussy juice, jerked to and fro in Heidi's hungry cunt.
"I'm cumming!" Heidi gasped suddenly.
Her clit normally needed more stimulation before she spewed out her clear cunt oil, but the size of Karl's cock made everything different. She bunched the blankets up in her fists, her eyes large and glassy as the pussy juice streamed down the insides of her thighs, wetting her nylons.
"Go, cock-sucker! Ha! Ha! Ha! Nobody can fuck like Karl Deitrich!"
Heidi thrashed on the bed and tried to get away from Karl. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful. Her insides felt like they were turning over and over, doing flip-flops as her hot cunt juice poured out. She tried to scream, but no sound came from her throat. And the awesome, giant prick just kept reaming her fuckhole relentlessly, never stopping, never slowing.
Karl felt Heidi's pussy squeezing his throbbing prick more tightly when her pussy juice gushed out and he chuckled, more confident than ever in his cockmanship. Her lush, taut asscheeks were firm and warm in his hands and he slapped her ass occasionally, leaving the red imprint of his hand on her trembling flesh.
With the huge prick fucking into her cunt, Heidi was gripped and tossed about on the bed by a series of orgasms the likes of which she had never known. She felt the cockhead throbbing in her cunt and, looking into the mirror, sensed from Karl's expression that he wasn't far from cumming.
"Don't... shoot your cum into me," Heidi gasped, wanting the video camera to record his cum blasting out of his balls. "Don't cum in meeeee."
"Arrrrrrggghhhhhh!" Karl groaned, jerking his cock out of Heidi's pussy just as the first jet of spunk shot from the tip of his prick. He jerked his hips back and forth, screwing his hard-on against the crack of Heidi's ass while the thick, white strands of his jism splattered over her back.
Heidi felt the cum splashing on her flesh, and she was gripped in another orgasm, though it was far less jolting than the earlier ones. When Karl grabbed her by the hair and twisted her around, she immediately raised his prick to her mouth and licked the cummy knob of his cock clean. Her pink tongue rolled over the spongy cock-knob, scooping off the creamy drops of spunk that rolled from the piss slit.
Heidi pushed the cum around in her mouth, savoring the rich taste of Karl's jism. Then she parted her lips and swallowed the knob of his prick into her mouth, taking it several inches into her throat.
Awwwwwwww!" You give pretty good head for a youngster!" Karl groaned, watching Heidi's beautiful face contort with the thickness of his cockmeat as she tossed her lips along his prick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Did you record that?" Heidi asked excitedly, entering the back office where. Joe was just shutting off the video recorder.
Joe smiled broadly, scooping his daughter into his arms.
"Yes, I got it all. He's got a hell of a cock, doesn't he?"
Heidi put her cheek against Joe's chest, her arms around his back. She held him for a long time, not moving, just holding her father close, sharing the moment with him.
Finally Joe broke the silence. "You've got the hots for the boy, don't you? Billy's his name."
Heidi smiled. She couldn't pull one over on Joe. He seemed to know everything she was thinking without ever having to be told.
"Yes, I do. He's about my age, and I seldom get to be with any boys my own age."
"Then you'll be happy to know that Karl and Sam have both settled in for a nap. Billy left the cabin just as you left Karl's. I'll bet you'll find him outside somewhere."
Heidi was running out of the office before Joe could say another word...
Billy stepped around the corner of the motel and checked right and left. Certain that nobody could see him, he pulled down the fly of his pants and brought out his cock. Though he wasn't endowed as generously as his grandfather, Billy's prick was still extremely large--ten thick inches when completely hard--and perfectly shaped, with a round cockhead and a straight, thickly veined cockshaft.
"Just got to get rid of this load," he murmured to himself as he wrapped his hand around the stem of his prick and started stroking the cockmeat.
Closing his eyes, Billy dreamed about Heidi Miller, the girl he had seen only briefly. His hand moved faster on his growing, stretching cock. The sound of the other motel guests could be heard coming from the swimming area and Billy shivered, hoping he wouldn't get caught jerking off.
"You don't have to do that."
Billy wheeled around and found himself facing Heidi Miller. He tried to cover his exposed prick with his hands, but it was too big. Struggling to get the big cock back in his pants, Billy found his cock was just too hard to slide back into his fly. Wildly embarrassed, he stood motionless and looked at the teenager.
"What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you." Heidi's eyes were on Billy's cock. "You don't have to do that yourself, you know."
Billy looked at Heidi and his cock jerked. She was positively gorgeous. High-riding tits puffing out from a low-cut blouse. Her uniform had been hemmed up several inches past the designer's intended length, showing off a heavenly portion of Heidi's nylon-covered thighs. Heidi's brown eyes glistened brightly in the sunlight, shining with lust and enthusiasm. The small cap on her head was pinned at a jaunty angle.
"Then why don't you come here and do it?" Billy said, sounding more bold and confident than he felt.
"I'll do better than that." Heidi walked up to Billy until the tip of his cock was almost touching her. She looked directly-into Billy's eyes, a faint, almost sardonic smile playing with the corners of her mouth. "Believe me, this is going to be better than any hand-job."
Without even kissing Billy, Heidi sank to her knees on the grass. She placed her hands on his body, holding his cock in her hands. Heidi's mouth watered and her cunt began to itch with excitement. She was outside and anyone who might decide to walk around the motel would undoubtedly catch her sucking his prick. She didn't care. All she wanted was Billy's cock sliding between her lips, and the taste of his cum as it flooded her mouth.
Billy was too stunned to say anything. He watched as Heidi kissed his cock-knob, then put his hand on the side of the building to steady himself. It had been a long time since he had shot his cum-load, and the excitement roaring in his ears told him his climax would be a wrenching, jolting experience.
Heidi moaned, lapping at the delicious, plump cockhead. Her tongue slithered along the prickhead, rubbing against the cleft along the underside. She licked along the ridge of the pricktip, and slapped at the slitted tip with her tongue. The long, quivering cock leaped about, stretching out from Billy's crotch, jerking and surging with rampant desire. Heidi opened her mouth widely and chewed lightly on the side of Billy's prick. Her tongue lavished the cockshaft with spit, caressing and whipping the turgid column of young cockmeat until the skin around the cockhead seemed to stretch so tightly it threatened to split.
Heidi slurped, licking down the side of the cockshaft until she reached the root of Billy's cock. Heidi was about to unbuckle his pants to get to his balls, but she decided that she shouldn't. After all, she told herself, they were outside and anyone could catch them. Billy could hardly make a hasty escape with his pants down to his ankles.
After tonguing the delicious prick back up to the cockhead, Heidi found a pearly drop of pre-cum had formed at the slit. Turning her beautiful brown eyes up to Billy's face, she licked off the liquid with the tip of her tongue, then curled her tongue back in her mouth with an exaggerated gesture of pure, uninhibited lust.
"Mmmmmmm! You've got delicious cum, Billy. It's really salty, and I like that," she said, rubbing the spit-covered head of his cock against her cheek.
Billy looked down at Heidi and groaned. She was so beautiful he couldn't believe it. And, from his elevated viewpoint, he had an excellent view of her large, billowing tits. He sighed, hoping he could keep the cum in his balls long enough to satisfy the cock-sucker's needs.
"Can I c--cum in your mouth?" Heidi looked up at Billy, a shocked expression on her face. "Can you cum in my mouth? Hell, yes! Why do you think I love giving head? I do it because I like to drink cum, silly! Hell, if I'm going to suck a cock, I'd better get something out of it!"
Heidi gulped the big cockhead into her mouth, pressing her face forward until she had the knob nudging against the opening of her throat. She cooed hungrily, tightening her pink lips around the shaft of Billy's scrumptious cock.
Her hair flicked to and fro over her naked shoulders as she fucked her face smoothly over the hard prick. Her tongue moved continuously, probing and testing the hard rod, curling around the cockshaft while her cheeks sank in to squeeze the crown of Billy's prick.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" the boy moaned, closing his eyes and trying to think of other things so that he wouldn't cum too quickly.
Heidi could feel Billy's heartbeat through his cock as she brought it back and forth between her supple, moist lips. He had a straight prick, with a long blue vein that ran along the broad, almost flat upper surface, and Heidi used her tongue liberally on the prickmeat.
She slurped loudly, taking the cock into her throat. Opening her mouth as wide as possible, she attempted to completely take Billy's massive prick into her throat. Tears pooled in her eyes and she choked softly.
"Don't hurt yourself," Billy said. "You don't need to do that."
Heidi stroked the wet length of Billy's prick, sliding the cockhead over her lips as she looked up at him.
"Yes I do. I want to take your cock all the way down. I want to deep-throat you."
With a determined expression in her eyes, Heidi opened her mouth and tongued the crown of Billy's cock. With agonizing slowness she brought her face along the thick spike of pleasure until the cockhead was at the opening of her throat. Heidi paused, chewing on the cockshaft with her lips, waiting for the muscles in her throat to relax. When they did, she gulped the throbbing, conical knob of Billy's cock in deeper. Her throat expanded massively, conforming to the girth of Billy's cockhead.
"Mmmm! Mmmgg!" Heidi moaned and groaned as she struggled to take more of Billy's fucker into her mouth. Her honey-sweet lips crept along his sensitive cock, gliding wetly over the slick surface, inching ever closer to the very base of Billy's cockrod.
Heidi felt the cock sliding past her tonsils, fucking deeper into her throat. She not only wanted to deep-throat Billy's cock to please him, but she wanted to do it for herself as well. His cock was a challenge to her. If she could swallow his prick, she would feel extremely good about herself. The comments Karl made about her being a young girl, despite their truth, bothered her.
Only an inch or two of cockmeat remained out of the horny blonde's mouth when she needed to pull back to get a lungful of air. Heidi began bobbing her face to take the ridge of the cockhead back and forth between her lips. Her big tits rose and fell, billowing out of her bra as she took several big breaths.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned loudly, swallowing the prickmeat again. This time the cock slipped more easily into her throat, despite its size. She sucked and swallowed with wanton desire, taking the prick into her mouth until the cockhead was deep in her throat and her lips were encircling the root of Billy's fuck-stick.
"Ahhhhhh! Jesus, I can't take it! I can't take it any more!" Billy blurted, suddenly pumping his hips. He fucked' his throbbing cockrod in and out of Heidi's clutching, milking throat with powerful fuck-lunges, holding his hands at the back of her head to keep her from pulling away.
Heidi's eyes were wide open as she struggled to get the cock out of her throat. Billy's enormous cock was skewering her throat mercilessly, fucking deep into her throat, preventing her from getting any breath. She struggled, pushing against his charging thighs to get the cock out of her throat. But Billy was too strong for Heidi.
Falling backward onto her ass, Heidi felt certain that her throat was being ripped apart by Billy's relentless, vicious prick. She had her nose mashed against his body, inside the fly of his pants, when she felt his cock expand and then sticky cum was gushing directly down her throat.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Jesus! Fuck!" Billy gasped as he pumped his cum with volcanic force down Heidi's tender, tortured throat.
The eruptions of jism seemed endless to Heidi. She got light-headed from the lack of oxygen and unconsciously worked her throat to take the sticky jism down her gullet. It seemed an eternity to Heidi before Billy finally released her head. She sprawled backward, lying on her back, choking for air.
"I thought you were g--going to drown me," Heidi whispered, her voice hoarse. "I couldn't breathe. I couldn't get any air with your big cock so deep in me."
Billy looked at Heidi, a weak smile on his face. She was lying on her back with one knee up, and he could see her panties and the smooth stretch of flesh at the top of her dark nylons. He tucked his cock back in his pants and wondered if he would ever be able to shove his big prick into her pussy.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
Heidi got up on one elbow, smiling now. "You can repay me, if you like."
"How's that?"
Heidi pulled her dress up and pushed her panties down her legs. After pulling them over her shoes, she threw the panties at Billy, rolling onto her back and spreading her knees widely.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kelly Larson looked at her sparkling new wedding ring and snuggled under her husband's arm. They were in the back seat of their car, and in the front were the two groomsmen. Kelly and C.J., her husband, were both drunk.
"Come on, honey, sober up a little," Kelly purred, kissing her husband's neck. She hoped Mike and Dave, C.J.'s brothers, couldn't hear her. "Don't pass out on me now. You've got obligations tonight!"
C.J.'s head rolled to the side on the back of the seat. Soft, drunken snoring came from his mouth. Kelly may have had a glass or two too much champagne, but C.J. was crocked.
"I know what'll snap you out of it," Kelly giggled, casting a quick glance toward the front seat to make sure that Mike and Dave weren't watching.
In her long, white lace wedding dress, Kelly felt profoundly disappointed in C.J. She had waited years for this night and now he was too drunk to fuck her. She rubbed his cock through the pants of his tuxedo, then pulled down his zipper and fished out his flaccid cock.
"Come on, honey, wake up," Kelly purred in her husband's ear, trying to stroke his soft cock into hardness. Checking one last time on her new brothers-in-law, Kelly bent down in the back seat and sucked C.J.'s prick into her mouth. Drawing a hard suction on the cockmeat, Kelly stretched the cock out. Her tongue rolled around the prickmeat and she had no trouble fitting the entire rubbery cock in her mouth.
When the car came to a stop, Kelly sat up like a shot in the back seat and smoothed her dress over her legs again.
"I'll go get you two a room," Dave said, getting out of the car. Ten minutes later he returned holding a key. Attached to the key was a Miller's Motel plastic tag.
"Thanks, Dave. This is really sweet of you," Kelly said, taking the key. "Can you help me with your brother? I don't think he's going to snap out of this one."
Mike laughed and got out of the car. He and Dave dragged C.J. out, putting his arms over their shoulders. They carried him into the motel room, flopping him on his back on the bed. It was then that Mike noticed C.J.'s limp prick sticking out of his pants.
"Hey, look at that!" Mike laughed, pointing at his brother's cock. "Seems poor Kelly got a little hungry in the back!"
Kelly, in spite of the champagne she had drunk, was embarrassed beyond belief. She felt a hot flush throughout her body, felt her ears and cheeks turning red.
"Hey, don't you worry about it!" Mike said, stepping closer to his new sister-in-law.
Kelly had her dark-brown hair piled delicately on top of her head, with loose, curly locks falling down the sides of her face. In the white wedding gown, Kelly's body was hugged tightly and all her smooth, shapely curves were highlighted. Her tits, quite large with very dark areolas, bulged out in the form-fitting bodice of her wedding dress. The white veil was perched on top of her head, the train falling far down her back.
Kelly felt tears of rage burning in her eyes. Mike and Dave were very close to her now. She could almost feel their hands on her body. She sensed the hunger they felt for her. Kelly's pussy was moist, needing to get filled with cockmeat... her husband's cockmeat!
"It's my wedding night," she said softly, staring at C.J.'s useless prick. "What am I going to do?"
It was an awkward moment, with Mike and Dave standing beside the sad, frightened young bride who had just married their brother. Mike wanted to take Kelly into his arms and smother her with kisses; Dave wanted to take Kelly into his arms and comfort her, telling her everything would be all right as soon as C.J. sobered up.
Without looking at either man, Kelly slowly dropped to her knees. The multi-layered wedding dress made soft crackling sounds as she settled into position, her face now directly between the men's crotches. Kelly closed her eyes, feeling up two different sets of thighs.
"I know what she wants," Mike said, unzipping his fly and bringing out his half-hard prick. "She wants this. Come on, Dave, whip it out."
"Shhhh!" Kelly hissed, putting a finger to her lips. "Don't say anything. Don't say anything at all."
Kelly waited until she heard Dave unzip his pants. Then, with her eyes still closed, she grabbed both cocks and pulled them toward her face until she felt the spongy, warm prick-tips against her cheeks. She turned her head and kissed Mike's prick, letting her tongue flick out to scrape over the cockhead. She felt the cock throb in her hand, stretching out and becoming thicker with passion.
Kelly slurped, tonguing the delicious cockmeat while stroking on Dave's prick. She rotated her face around Mike's cock, letting it graze between her teeth and cheek, stretching out the side of her face. The taste of his cock was identical to C.J.'s, and Kelly fantasized that she was really giving her new husband a blow-job.
Kelly mouthed Mike's cock slowly, bringing her fist back and forth with her lips, in no hurry to get his load of fuck cream. Once his fucker was fully erect, jutting out from his loins like a flagpole, she pulled her lips off his cockrod and turned her face toward Dave's prick.
"Ohhhhhh!" Kelly purred, rubbing the cockhead around her lips as if it were a huge tube of lipstick, smearing off the pre-cum so her lips glistened. She parted her lips, accepting much of Dave's cock into the hot, moist cavern of her mouth.
Kelly's alcohol-dulled mind was spinning crazily as she sucked on Dave's cock and stroked her fingers over Mike's spit-moistened cock. Her smooth cheeks hollowed as she drew a firm, tight suction on the throbbing prick.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" the horny young bride moaned as she gulped the dick into her mouth until the cockhead was at the opening of her throat.
Kelly was twenty-three, and had been with only one man in her entire life--C.J. He had taught Kelly everything she knew about sex, but now, giving both of his brothers hot, slurping blow-jobs, she felt wild and free.
"Go, Kelly! Ohhhhh! That's so good!" Mike purred, pumping his hips as Kelly stroked his cock.
Taking Dave's cockmeat from between her lips, Kelly finally looked up at the men. She whacked slowly on both pricks, rubbing the cockhead against her cheeks and ears.
"Please, don't say anything," Kelly whispered. "I'm trying to pretend that you're C.J."
"Don't do that. Don't think of anyone but us, Kelly. You're our sister-in-law now, and we're going to take care of you even when our idiot brother can't."
Kelly felt tears burning in her eyes once again. She felt terrible about cheating on her husband on their wedding day, but she also needed the fire in her pussy quenched. The only way to quench that fire was to have a big, hard cock slamming into her cunt, and Mike and Dave both had extremely broad, fat cocks, even if they weren't particularly long.
Dave, still not very comfortable about having his new sister-in-law sucking his cock, moved away from her and sat on the bed next to his passed-out brother. He looked at Kelly in her wedding dress, with her lips moist and shining with pre-cum.
"Are you sure about this?"
Kelly didn't answer Dave. She knew that Mike was willing to do anything. He would rape her now, she was convinced, if she tried to stop him from shooting off his cum-load. But Dave was different. It she stopped giving him pleasure, he would start questioning himself... and she couldn't let that happen! Crawling to Dave, Kelly grabbed his cock and brought it to her hot, wet mouth once again.
"Mmmmmm! Ummmmmmfff!" she slurped, rubbing the slick, tasty cockmeat with her tongue, chafing the jaw-stretching prick with her lips.
Mike dropped his pants and unbuttoned the vest of his tuxedo as he dropped to his knees behind Kelly. His prick, still iron-hard, hung out from his loins, bobbing slightly with every move he made. He pulled Kelly's long dress up, exposing her lush, ripe ass.
"Kelly, you've got an ass that just won't quit," Mike sighed, caressing the firm globes of her ass through her panties. He tugged the sheer garment off the swells of Kelly's butt, revealing her tight bunghole and the hairy lips of her dewy pussy. "I'm going to fuck you, Kelly! I'm going to fuck you better than C.J. ever could."
Shaking her ass invitingly, Kelly sucked most of Dave's prick into her hot mouth. She wrapped her hand around the fat cock, stroking the cockmeat while she sucked him. Kelly kneaded the prickshaft with her lips, tasting the pungent pre-cum as it trickled from the cockhead. Kelly had never sucked C.J. off completely before, and she wondered if Dave would cum in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned lustily when Mike fucked half of his cock into her needy pussy. The feeling of his thick, hard cocklance shoving into her cunt sent hot tingles all over her body. Kelly wished that she didn't have the wedding dress on so they could have better access to her hot, trembling body, but she was unwilling to stop sucking Dave's cock for even a second.
Mike spread the cheeks of Kelly's ass apart with his thumbs, watching his cock spearing into her tight pussy. He fucked half his prick into her, then pulled back and reamed her buttery fuckhole with every ounce of energy in his body.
Kelly gasped around Dave's cock as her hungry pussy became stuffed with hard, masculine prickflesh. Her cunt drooled out the slick, lubricating pussy juice and she squirmed, fucking her face up and down on Dave's cock while squeezing Mike's with her cuntal muscles.
Dave watched his new sister-in-law mouthing his cockmeat and a low, animal-like groan came from his throat. Her hot, supple lips were driving him wild with lust. The look of absolute ecstasy on her face as she mouthed his plump rod of throbbing prickmeat excited him. He pushed the transparent veil away from her face, gently stroking Kelly's bulging cheeks as she sucked his cock.
"Mmmmmm!" Kelly moaned, squirming on the floor. With her left hand she rubbed Dave's balls through his slacks. She used her right hand to squeeze and stroke the shaft of his cock while bringing her hot lips up and down the quivering column of prick flesh.
Mike had wanted to fuck Kelly for years. Ever since C.J. introduced her to the family the first time, he had wanted to fuck his cock into her cunt until his balls geysered out his liquid passion. And now, with her lust-inflamed pussylips tugging and sucking on his prick, it was a dream come true.
"Kelly, your pussy's so nice and tight," Mike hissed, reaming Kelly's pussy doggie-style, caressing her hips. "Geez, your pussy is going to squeeze the cum right outta my balls!"
Her tongue lapping everywhere, Kelly sucked on Dave's prick until it quivered at his crotch. She used her lips hungrily on the cockhead, squeezing and chewing on the sensitive bulb until he was squirming on the edge of the bed.
"Mmmmmm! Ummmmmmggg!" Kelly slurped, lovingly rolling her slick, slithering tongue around Dave's cock-knob. Her cheeks, hollowed to conform to this shaft, squeezed his prick. Kelly's red, moist lips crawled over the turgid cock, kneading and massaging almost all of it.
Looking over at C.J., tears once again formed in Kelly's eyes as she looked at his limp prick. Why did he drink so much on his wedding night? If C.J. hadn't passed out on her, she wouldn't be on her knees sucking and fucking his brothers right now. But he did drink too much, and Kelly wasn't sorry for seducing Mike and Dave. With that resolve, she held Dave's cockhead in her mouth and stroked the prickshaft hard and fast, thirsty now to drink cum for the first time.
"Ahhhh! Kelly... I'm going to cum! Ohhhh! Fucking damn, I'm cumming!" Dave hissed as burning jets of jism gushed out of his balls, spewing into the hot-blooded bride's mouth.
When the first scalding jet of cum splattered against Kelly's tongue, she was surprised at its taste and texture. Part of her wanted to spit the cum out and just jerk Dave off. But another part of her, the horny and adventurous part, lewdly swirled the jism around in her mouth to savor the hot, sticky cum before swallowing it. With her clit sizzling, Kelly gobbled down all of Dave's rich load of fuckcream while she was jerked back and forth by Mike's plundering cock.
Kelly moaned around the column of jerking, spewing cockmeat as she swallowed each eruption with wanton, carnal fever. Kelly wiggled her ass, waiting for Mike's cum to fill her pussy to overflowing. Dave's prick bucked and jerked between her lips, spewing out cum in creamy spurts that she swallowed with the greatest enthusiasm.
Heidi's big tits bounced to and fro as she watched the video screen. Behind her, fucking her doggie-style, Joe was watching the screen, too.
"I'm going to fuck myself a newlywed!" Joe groaned as he slammed his hips against Heidi's firm asscheeks, completely burying his throbbing cock into her cunt. On the screen, Kelly was jerking off Dave's cock while his cum filled her mouth. "I'm going to fuck that bride, honey! Don't you know it!"
"Yessssss! Oh, yesssss!" Heidi said, using her cuntal muscles to massage her father's fucking cockshaft. She watched Mike fucking Kelly's cunt from behind and a shiver of anticipation made the teenager's body quiver with lust.
Joe mauled the ripe globes of Heidi's ass, slapping and squeezing her butt while he gushed out his cum into his daughter's sucking fuckhole.
Heidi, her eyes glassy as she pumped out her pussy juice, watched the woman in the wedding dress shake her ass as she, too, got her cunt filled with cum. Heidi's guts churned as her slick pussy oil trickled down her thighs, mingling with the thick globs of her father's jism.
CHAPTER NINE
Kelly was pissed off. She arose early the next morning, only to find that Mike and Dave had forgotten to bring in her suitcases before they left. That meant that she would have to wear her wedding dress for the next three days, which was as long as she and C.J. were going to stay there before Mike and Dave brought the car back.
To make matters worse, when she tried to complain to C.J. about it, he simply put the pillow over his face and mumbled about being too hung-over to worry about anything as insignificant as that.
"Bastard," Kelly hissed as she stepped into the bathroom to take a long, hot shower.
After her shower, Kelly slipped into her white panties and bra. She inspected her body in the mirror.
Her tits were full and nicely rounded cones of delicious flesh that she had often been complimented on. Her waist was narrow and her hips flared out just enough to give her a shapely figure. Through the skimpy material of her panties, Kelly could see the triangular patch of dark cunt hair at the juncture of her thighs and she smiled into the mirror, remembering how Mike had fucked her into a wrenching orgasm the night before.
When she heard a soft knock at the door, Kelly looked at C.J. He still had the pillow over his face and was snoring softly.
"Bastard," she mumbled again, stepping toward the door. Opening it just a crack, she peered outside, hiding her nearly naked body with the door. "Yes?"
"Mrs. Kelly Larson?"
Kelly looked at the young girl in the sexy maid's uniform and wondered what could be wrong.
"Yes, I'm Kelly Larson. What do you want?"
"Mr. Miller, the owner of this motel, would like to see you in his office immediately, if that's possible."
"Oh... " Kelly's mind spun as she tried to think of what could possibly be wrong. "Okay, I have to get dressed first. Tell him I'll see him in fifteen minutes."
"Yes, ma'am," Heidi said, fighting to keep from smiling.
It took Kelly twenty minutes to get back into her long wedding dress and look presentable. After telling C.J. that she thought he was a drunken sot, Kelly left the motel room and slammed the door as hard as possible.
Joe wore his bathrobe and nothing more as he sat in his favorite chair, watching Kelly leave her room. He wondered if she would willingly give him a blow-job, or if he would need to use the tape of the young bride he had recorded the night before to convince her that being a good girl didn't necessarily mean being a faithful wife.
When he heard Heidi telling Kelly to step into the back room, Joe's heartbeat quickened and he put his ankle up on the opposite knee, letting his robe fall open so his cock and balls were unveiled.
"Mr. Miller, I've been told that you wanted to see me."
Joe looked at Kelly and his cock began to twitch and grow. She was gorgeous in her white dress, with all the lace and intricate patterns in the material. Kelly wasn't wearing her veil, and Joe was pleased, because he liked her hair better now than when it was delicately piled atop her head.
"Thank you for coming," Joe said, his eyes moving up and down Kelly's body. "What I need from you is a blow-job, my dear. I'm sure you can manage that without much difficulty."
"What? Are you out of your mind?" Kelly gasped, amazed that anyone could be so blunt with a woman on her honeymoon.
"Please, I don't want to coerce you with, shall we say, damaging tapes that might displease your new husband."
Kelly was just about to walk away when the full impact of Joe's statement struck her. What exactly was he hinting at? Looking into his face, Kelly was disgusted with Joe's expression of lust and absolute confidence.
"Excuse me, but I don't think I know what you're talking about."
"I'm talking about this," Joe said, punching the button on his remote control. He nodded his head toward the television screen in the wall. When Kelly turned and looked at the screen, Joe loosened the belt of his robe and started to stroke his prick gently.
On the screen, Kelly was giving blow-jobs to Mike and Dave as she kneeled between them.
Kelly watched herself sucking Mike and stroking Dave's cock, remembering how she had wantonly seduced them.
"Oh, my God," she sighed, staring at the screen. If C.J. saw this, Kelly thought, he would sue for a divorce immediately. "You see, my dear, it really is in your best interest to get down on your knees this instant and start giving me some of the same... er... attention that you showed to those two men."
Staring almost blindly at the screen, Kelly slipped down to her knees, her crisp wedding dress crackling as she got settled. She was beside Joe, near his left thigh, still watching herself on the screen when she reached into his lap and grabbed his half-hard prick.
"Would you really show this to C.J. if I don't suck you off?"
"Of course I would." Kelly, still looking at the screen, leaned over Joe's leg. Her tits, encased in the almost brittle bodice of her dress, pressed into his thigh as she brought her lips close to the head of his cock. Still watching herself sucking her brothers-in-law, Kelly lapped at the head of Joe's fucker. The pungent aroma of his crotch pleased her.
"Uh! Yes, you do have an educated tongue, my dear," Joe purred as Kelly licked the head of his cock until it was wet. He knew that she was getting turned on watching herself on the screen. His cock got hard as iron quickly.
Kelly lapped at the conical bulb of Joe's prick like a kitten. She was amazed at the size of his prick, since the only cocks she had ever seen were C.J.'s and his brothers', and they were shorter but a little broader.
"Mmmmm! I like this," Kelly whispered, sipping at the cockhead while she stroked the prick shaft. She watched herself on the screen--getting fucked from behind by Mike--and the memory of how great her clit had felt at the time sent a warm tingle all through her body.
When the need she felt became too great, Kelly turned her full attention to Joe's big, pulsating cock. She twisted and turned her fist around the cockshaft, gulping five solid inches of prickmeat into her mouth and throat. Her rosy lips were ovaled as she mouthed the turgid cock, tonguing lustily on the veined shaft and around the cockhead.
Joe untied his robe and opened it, giving the horny cock-sucker complete access to his throbbing cock and tingling balls. He watched the television, seeing Kelly giving head to Dave.
"You love sucking my cock, don't you?" Joe said in a teasing, taunting voice as he stroked Kelly's hair and shoulders.
"Mmmmmmm!"
"You love sucking my cock! Tell me, damn you!"
Kelly pulled the throbbing prick from her mouth, rubbing the wet cockhead over her lips as she spoke. "Yes! God, yes! I love it! I love your big, adorable cock!"
Joe chuckled and pushed her face over his cockrod again, forcing Kelly to take it deep into her throat. He leaned back in the chair, liking the feel of her lace-enclosed tits as they mashed against his thigh. He watched Kelly mouthing his turgid prong of prickmeat, then watched her fucking and sucking on the television screen.
"Mmmmm! Ummmm! Mmmmmfffft!" Kelly slurped lustily, bringing her lips down as far as she could on Joe's big cock.
She had much of his fucker in her throat, and tried to take all of it in, but couldn't quite manage it. So, content to give Joe's delicious, pulsating cockhead the finest oral treatment possible, Kelly whacked with both hands on his cockshaft while chafing the crown of his prick with her lips and tongue.
The rising fire in Joe's loins signaled the impending eruption of his thick, salty load of fuck cream. He groaned, the rumble coming from deep in his chest.
"Here it comes, cock-sucker! Don't you lose a single drop of my cum, either! Don't you... lose... ahhhhhh!"
Kelly was moaning loudly, squeezing and kneading the vibrating column of steelish cockmeat with all the energy and expertise she had. Her hands were a blur on the prickshaft, jerking and twisting around the thick cock. Kelly's buttery soft lips jerked to and fro over Joe's cockhead, massaging the sensitive ridge of his cockhead while her tongue lashed at the slitted tip, wiping off the pungent pre-cum that seeped out.
When the first of several hard jets of jism erupted against Kelly's tongue, she shivered all over, taking the cock down her throat. She could feel the pricktip expanding in her throat as more of Joe's cum gushed down her gullet.
"Ahhhhh!" Joe hissed, squeezing the arms of his chair so that his knuckles turned white. His fiery prick leaped in Kelly's hot, wet, sucking mouth.
Grabbing Joe's balls in her hand, Kelly gave them a loving squeeze, adoring the delicious, creamy spunk that they shot into her hungry mouth. Kelly's tongue whipped the tantalized cockhead as it spewed thick streams of cum into her mouth.
Kelly moaned, swallowing much of Joe's cum-load without taking the cock out of her mouth. She continued caressing the red-hot head of his cock, urging more cum from his balls. She squeezed Joe's prick from the root of his shaft up to the cockhead, kneading the cum in his pricktube out of the piss slit.
"Ohhhhh! Hey, that was great! Really great!" Joe panted as the last dregs of his cum were squeezed out of his prick into Kelly's mouth.
He watched her bringing her succulent lips over his prick and sighed, enjoying the knowledge that Kelly had gotten married just the day before. There was something twisted and altogether erotic about getting a hot blow-job from a woman in a wedding dress.
"Delicious," Kelly purred, releasing Joe's cock. She rolled her tongue around the pricktip, smiling at Joe, her brown eyes blurred with passion and excitement. "I'm glad you made me do this. I've never sucked C.J. off in my life, but I think I'm getting pretty good at it. Boy, is he in for a surprise... if he ever gets over his hangover!"
CHAPTER TEN
Gig Monroe was more than a little excited when she pulled her car into the Miller Motel's parking lot and turned off the engine. All week long all she could think about was Joe Miller's big, delicious, hard prick. She remembered every ridge and vein on his cock, remembered how wonderful it felt sliding over her tongue. She envisioned the massive weapon of pleasure reaming her honeypot until her frenzied clit gushed out the hot, slick pussy juice.
Getting out of her car, Gig noticed that her nipples were already hard, poking out against her bra and blouse. She hoped that Joe was horny. Gig wasn't in any mood to wait for his cock. She wanted it now!
Before entering the office of the motel, Gig stopped and took a small mirror out of her purse. After inspecting her eyeliner, mascara, hair and lipstick, she continued. Just before entering the office, Gig unfastened one more button on her blouse. If she bent over, anyone in front of her could look down her cleavage and see the top of the bra that held her enormous tits.
"That should do the trick," Gig murmured to herself as she stepped into the office.
Joe was at the reception desk when he saw Gig enter. A broad smile spread across his face and he gawked openly at her big tits as they bounced tautly with each step she took.
"I was wondering if you had the nerve to return," Joe said, smiling lustfully at Gig, not bothering to hide his hungry stare.
"With a prick like you've got? You've got to be kidding me. You knew damn well I'd be back here!" Gig fished a cigarette out of her purse and accepted a light from Joe. "You know what I like--group sex. Are the other guys I fucked still here?"
"No, they're gone. Most of them, anyway. We've got three new guys in though. A grand- father, his son and his grandson. I think you'll like that. Heidi did a little messing around and she thinks all three of them have pretty big cocks."
"Great!"
"Oh! That Papa Lyon fellow is still here. Remember, he and I were the ones who went at you first?"
"How could I forget?" Gig said, rolling her eyes back in her head. "Sucking you two big studs was one of the most exciting things I've ever done."
"Damn, you really did suck us dry, didn't you?"
Gig chuckled softly at the memory of drinking down all that hot, sticky, tasty fuck cream. A shiver of excitement raced up her spine and made her clit throb.
"So how about it? You in the mood for a little afternoon delight before we assemble the gang?"
Joe groaned and shook his head. "Sorry, I can't right now. Not that I don't want to, but there are things I've just got to do this afternoon. After all, I do have a business to run, even if I don't want to."
"Well then, just give me a room and I'll wait for you. Whenever you can get away, stop by. Even if it's just for a few minutes. We can sixty-nine each other as sort of a prelude to better things to come."
Joe laughed and handed Gig a key. "You're right next to the three new guys I was telling you about."
"In that case, don't bother knocking on the door. I'll leave it open... and I may not be able to get to the door, if you catch my drift?"
Joe smiled and nodded his head, wishing he could fuck his prick into the horny blonde with the big tits right then and there...
Heidi was restless and bored as she made her rounds, cleaning the rooms and making the beds. She wanted to get fucked desperately, but it didn't seem like there were any men around who were interested.
When Heidi saw Gig standing at the door of her room, the teenager's heart leaped in her chest. She liked the big-titted woman with the incredible thirst for cock. Any woman who could take on six men at once was tops in Heidi's book.
"Of course I'm here," Gig said, putting her hands on her hips and trying to act offended. "Didn't I tell you I'd come back?"
"Hey, I've still got a couple more rooms to clean, then I should have some time off. Why don't you follow me and we'll talk."
"Formulate a plan of attack?"
Heidi laughed and nodded her head, feeling light-hearted. She went to a room and knocked softly. When there wasn't any answer, Heidi used her master key and unlocked the door.
"This won't take that long," Heidi said, stripping off the blankets from the bed and dumping them in a heap on the floor. "So, did Paul come with you?"
"No. I left him at home this time. He's married and, well, you know how that can get. Besides, I'm in the mood for group fucking, and I don't think he can handle that." Gig lit a cigarette, watching Heidi work. When the teenager bent over, smoothing out the fresh sheets, Gig could see the top of her nylons and a small section of tanned thigh. A strange sensation seeped into Gig's pussy as she wondered what it would be like to kiss the golden globes of Heidi's ass. "I was talking to Joe and he said there are three new guys here. Apparently you know something about them."
"Yeah. I fucked Karl... he's the oldest one." Heidi giggled, casting a quick look at Gig, wondering if she should get very graphic in her explanation of what had happened. "Then, later on, I sucked Billy off. He's my age. Both of them had big cocks, but Karl's cock is incredible. He's got the biggest cock I've ever seen. And let me tell you, I've seen a lot of big cocks in my life."
Gig sat in a chair and crossed her legs at the knee, exhaling a stream of smoke toward the ceiling. She wondered if Heidi knew how big Joe's cock was. While she watched Heidi work, a sound came from the bathroom and a moment later C.J., the new groom, walked out looking quite hung over.
"Oh, you're fixing the place up, huh?" C.J. asked. Like his bride Kelly, C.J. had been left with only his tuxedo to wear. His pants were wrinkled, and he hadn't tucked his shirt in.
"Yes, sir," Heidi said, trying hard not to look at C.J.'s crotch. The knowledge that his new bride had sucked her father's cock until he shot his wad into her mouth sent tingles up Heidi's spine. "This won't take long."
"Don't worry about it. Nothing earth-shaking is going to happen if you stay here a while," C.J. groaned, sitting in the other chair. "My darling wife has gone for a walk, she says, to think things out. Owwwww! Damn, my head feels like somebody used it for a football."
Gig looked at C.J. and knew exactly what to do to get rid of his hangover. Rising from her chair slowly, she walked over to Heidi and took the fresh towels from the girl's arm. Then, her eyes glowing with the excitement that built in her cunt, Gig calmly unbuttoned Heidi's uniform until the girl was standing beside the bed with her big, bra-encased tits exposed.
"The best thing for a hangover," Gig said, her eyes locked on Heidi while she spoke to C.J., "is sex. If your head is killing you, what you need is head."
Gig quickly stripped out of her blouse, then kicked off her shoes. A moment later her pants were off and she was standing beside the teenager, both of them completely naked, except Heidi wore a garter belt and nylons.
C.J. couldn't believe his luck as he looked at the two beautiful, sensual, naked women. He took his shirt off, never rising from his chair.
Gig wanted Heidi desperately, but didn't want to destroy the golden moment by making an advance that the girl might not want. Playing it cautious, Gig faced Heidi, standing so close that their tits gently touched.
"We're going to take him together, you and I," Gig said softly, placing her hands tenderly on Heidi's slender hips. "We're going to share him. Okay?"
"Don't worry, I'll never let you down," Heidi said, feeling uncomfortable with Gig's tits touching her own. "Besides, I'm just as horny as you are."
C.J. loosened his pants, raising his ass off the chair just long enough to push the garment down his legs and past his feet. Then, sitting with his knees wide apart and his cock and balls exposed, he waited for the women to come to him.
Gig, being older and more experienced, moved first. She knelt beside his thigh and dipped her face into his lap, scooping the head of C.J.'s prick into her hot, sucking mouth with her tongue.
Gig moaned, motioning with her hand for Heidi to kneel on the other side of C.J. She rolled her tongue lovingly around the cock head and down the side of the prickshaft, caressing the half-hard fucker with her lips. When Gig let her teeth graze lightly over the shank, she felt the cock leap between her lips, blood pumping into the cockrod to stretch it out to a full hard-on.
Trembling with the carnal fever that burned uncontrollably in her pussy, Heidi knelt at C.J.'s feet and pressed her cheek against his thigh, kissing his warm flesh. She watched Gig bringing her ripe lips up and down the throbbing fuckpole, then wedged her face between his legs and sucked one plump ball into her mouth.
"Ohhhhh! That's good! Fucking damn, that's good!" C.J. groaned. Nobody had ever sucked his balls like that before. His cock felt like it was on fire, burning up inside Gig's thirsty, sucking, chewing mouth.
Gig sucked hotly on C.J.'s prick, deep-throating the medium-sized cock occasionally. She inhaled and caught the sweet fragrance of Heidi's perfume, as well as the musky aroma of C.J.'s manliness.
"Mmmmmmm!" Gig sighed, rubbing the clefted cockhead with her tongue. She chewed on the bulbous prick-knob, watching the blonde teenager lustily whipping the hairy balls with her tongue.
Heidi used her slick, slithering tongue on C.J.'s balls until they were wet with her spit, then tongued the base of his cock shaft. She licked her way slowly, joyously up his cock until she was at the cock head, with Gig's face close to her own.
"He's got a delicious cock," Heidi purred, cupping C.J.'s balls in her hand and squeezing them while nibbling on the stem of his prick. "I want to fuck him. Do you mind, Gig?"
"Go ahead," the big-titted woman replied breathlessly. "I want to watch his cock fucking into your pussy! Ohhhh! I'll finger-fuck myself watching him fuck your tight, young pussy!"
Heidi practically leaped to her feet in her haste to get the pulsating fuckstick into her cunt. She straddled his thighs.
"Let me put his cock in you," Gig said, grabbing the spit-coated cock as Heidi lowered her ass. Gig's hand was shaking slightly as she guided the cockhead to the moist, tight mouth of the teenager's pussy. "Okay, now go down! Ohhhh! Goddamn! Look at it! Jesus, it's fucking right into you!"
Heidi threw her head back, caught up in the erotic sensations seeping through her body.
She lowered her succulent ass slowly, enjoying each inch of C.J.'s throbbing cock as it fucked into her juicy cunt.
"Ahhhhhh! I needed this," Heidi purred, dropping down to sit on C.J.'s thighs, engulfing his entire meatpole in her hot pussy.
C.J. grabbed Heidi's tits, pulling one to his mouth. He opened his lips as widely as possible, sucking Heidi's dark areola and budding nipple in. Lashing at the sensitive, throbbing nipple, C.J. tongued the nubbin until Heidi was squirming on his lap. As she brought her ass up and down to drag the lips of her cunt along his cock, C.J. caressed and sucked her tits until they were two jiggling orbs of fiery flesh.
Watching Heidi's cuntlips sucking at the cock, Gig cooed hungrily, avidly watching every move of Heidi's svelte, curvaceous ass.
No longer able to contain the emotions going through her, Gig kissed Heidi's pale, firm asscheek. As her lips smacked against the teenager's undulating, warm flesh, Gig reached between her own legs and caressed the drooling clit with one fingertip.
"Ohhhhh! This is insane! It's positively torturous!" Gig moaned, fucking her middle finger completely into her cunt. She kissed each of Heidi's moons, then began licking the smooth, quivering asscheeks as Heidi brought her butt up and down.
"She's licking my ass!" Heidi gasped in surprise, running her fingers through C.J.'s hair. "God! It feels so good to have her licking my ass!"
C.J. groaned and gobbled more urgently at Heidi's cherry nipples. He took turns sucking one then the other, occasionally grabbing the tits and pressing them to the sides of his face. His swollen cock pulsed with carnal fever, growing harder than it ever had been.
"Mmmmmmfff! Ummmm!" C.J. mewled, mouthing on the girl's nipples, letting Heidi guide his face from tit to tit.
Heidi was lost in the myriad sensations screaming through her veins. Gig's tongue felt positively heavenly as it caressed her asscheek, and Heidi vaguely wondered if her friend would lick her bunghole.
"Sooo good!" Heidi sighed, feeding her sizzling nipples one at a time into C.J.'s mouth. "My God, I've never felt so hot before! God, it's like my whole body is on fire!"
Gig slipped between C.J.'s widely spread thighs and began lashing at his cum-laden balls with her tongue. She could smell Heidi's pussy juice as it seeped out of the cock-filled fuckhole. When Heidi raised her ass, keeping only the head of C.J.'s fuckstick in her pussy, Gig tongued the lower section of the prickshaft, tasting the feminine oil.
"Mmmmmm!" Gig purred. "Your pussy juice is delicious!"
Heidi didn't hear Gig because of her own moans, which were getting louder by the second. She tossed her succulent ass up and down, impaling herself on his prick as the fire in her cunt consumed her.
"Ieeeeaahhhhh! I'm cumming! Ahhhhhh!" Heidi screamed, spasming on C.J.'s fleshy cocklance. She ground her thighs against his, working his cock around inside her cunt as the pussy juice streamed out of her fuckhole. Heidi gritted her teeth, only dimly aware that she had screamed at the top of her lungs and that anyone outside could easily hear her.
"Can't take any more," Heidi sighed, getting to her feet, uncorking C.J.'s cork from her satisfied pussy. "I came so quickly I'm kind of tender now."
Looking into C.J.'s eyes, Heidi could tell that he needed to cum. He had a wild look that surprised her.
"Get down on your knees, damn you!" he said angrily. "I want to watch both of you sucking me off! Got that? Have you got that?"
Heidi nodded her head slowly and got down beside Gig, wedging her naked body between C.J.'s thighs also. She looked at Gig and tried to smile, but failed.
"It's okay, sweetheart. Everybody gets a little tender now and then," Gig said reassuringly. "Come on, let's give this big stud a double blow-job that he'll never forget. We'll share his cum."
Heidi felt better after that. She stroked C.J.'s prick and licked the cockhead, letting her slithering tongue touch Gig's now and then. Whenever their tongues touched, Heidi felt electric sparks of erotic pleasure tingling all over her body. She wanted desperately to eat Gig's cunt--and that was something that the teenager had never done before. But now it seemed to be the right thing to do and she only wished she had the courage to make the first move.
"Mmmmmmmmmm! I like it this way," Gig purred, tonguing the crown and shaft of the cock like a lollipop. She liked the touch of Heidi's naked shoulder against her own.
C.J.'s eyes were bugged out as he watched the two beautiful blondes whipping his prick into a frenzy with their tongues. Everything they did excited him and he pushed his fingers through their hair, enjoying the silkiness.
"I'm going to cum," C.J. groaned. "I want to see you eating my cum."
Together, Heidi and Gig tantalized the throbbing head of C.J.'s cock with their tongue. Before long several geysering jets of cum shot into the air, trickling down over their lips and tongues and over Heidi's fingers.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Gig sighed as she rolled her tongue over her lips. "Salty!"
Heidi was too busy licking the cum off C.J.'s jerking prick to say anything. A stringy river of cum was dangling from her chin and she scooped it off with a finger, then licked the finger clean, swallowing the jism.
"Lick it clean. I want my cock licked clean before you leave."
Gig gently pushed Heidi's face away from the cock. Kissing the cummy cockhead, Gig squeezed several more drops of jizz out of C.J.'s cocktube, then gulped the prick-knob into her mouth. Her cheeks squeezed the cockhead while her lips traveled slowly, lustily down to the root of his prick.
"Deep-throat it, Gig! Yeah!" Heidi urged, watching with envy at the way her friend could gulp hard cockmeat into her throat...
Joe didn't turn the video recorder off until both his daughter and Gig had left C.J.'s room. He felt the painful throbbing of his cock trapped inside his slacks and wondered if Gig would be interested in giving him a quick piece of ass. That would ease the tension, he thought, long enough for him to wait for the full-blown orgy that was scheduled once the sun went down.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kelly felt restless and more than just a little silly walking around in her wedding dress. She cursed Mike and Dave countless times under her breath for forgetting to bring in her luggage.
It was a warm day and the last person Kelly wanted to be with was C.J. She didn't know how she could face him after having sucked and fucked his two brothers; then giving a blow-job to the manager of the motel. She had done all these things, and still had not fucked with C.J. as his wife!
Kelly watched as a small boat pulled up to the dock. She had seen the three men before and knew they were on a fishing vacation.
"Howdy! Look at these!" Billy said happily, holding up a stringer with several fish on it. "I caught almost all of 'em!"
"Ich! Take those things away from me!" Kelly shrieked, backing away from Billy. Her high-heeled shoes sank into the loose sand and she stumbled, falling onto her ass. Kelly's knees came up and parted and she accidentally gave Billy, Sam and Karl and quick peek at her panties.
"Hey, those are real nice!" Sam teased, grinning lustily at Kelly. "Are you always going to wear that damn wedding dress?"
"For your information, we forgot to unpack our luggage. That's why I'm still wearing this." Kelly looked at each of the men, wishing she didn't feel so damn horny. Since getting nailed by Dave and Mike, it seemed that she was always horny, always wanting to do new and exciting things with strange cocks that belonged to men she didn't really know. "What's it to you, anyway?"
"It's nothing to me," Sam said, dropping his fishing gear in the sand. "I just thought it was curious you still wearing that silly dress, that's all. Don't make a big fucking deal out of it."
Kelly glared at Sam, suddenly despising him. She didn't like his attitude. She got to her feet, brushing the sand off her ass, her eyes throwing daggers into Sam.
"Fuck you, mister!" she hissed, barely loud enough for Sam to hear. "I don't need to take any shit from you or anybody!"
Kelly walked purposefully into the woods, following the narrow, winding rail through the trees. She needed to be alone to think, to straighten all the different facts out in her mind so that she could accurately judge what she should do about her new and troubled marriage.
When Kelly finally stopped walking, she was more than a hundred yards from the motel and the swimming beach. Trees surrounded her. She looked up to see the fading sunlight streaming through the leaves.
"Shit! That's all I've got to say. Shit!" she mumbled to herself, sitting down on a fallen log.
Kelly closed her eyes, resting her chin in her hands. She had to think. She had to understand why she was so horny all of the time now. It didn't make sense to her.
Deep in thought, Kelly never heard the Deitrichs stalking her until it was too late. Sam was in the lead, with Billy close at his heels. Karl was several steps back. All he had to do was wait for his son and grandson to do the dirty work, then step in and enjoy himself.
"Nooooo!" Kelly screamed, getting to her feet and starting to run down the winding path. She hardly got ten feet from her resting spot when Sam tackled her by the ankles. "Leave me alone!"
"Fuck you, bitch! You're going to learn who's boss pretty fuckin' quick!" Sam said.
Sam and Billy worked as a team, like a perfectly tuned and functioning machine. While Sam held Kelly down, keeping his palm over her mouth, Billy grabbed the front of Kelly's dress. His fingers gouged painfully deep into her firm, resilient tit flesh before curling in, grabbing the dress and jerking down. The lace ripped loudly and Billy continued pulling, finally ripping the white gown completely down the front.
Kelly's eyes were huge as she struggled. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening to her. She watched in horror while Billy ripped away at her beloved wedding dress. When he was finished, only the arms of the gown were still on Kelly, leaving her in bra and panties.
"Grandpa, do you want to take the rest off?" Billy asked respectfully.
Kelly tried to bite Sam's hand and he quickly moved it.
"Help! Somebody help me!" Kelly screamed. Then she caught Sam's stinging slap across the face and she shut up, her eyes pooling with tears. "Oh God! Oh God!"
Kelly struggled against her captors and soon found herself almost immobile. Sam had her arms pinned behind her back, and Billy was holding her ankles fast.
"Please don't do this," Kelly pleaded quietly, knowing that another scream would only bring another vicious slap from Sam. "I'm sorry I was rude before. I'm honestly sorry."
Karl chuckled evilly, getting down on one knee next to Kelly. He cupped his hand gently over her tit, feeling the lush, firm tit flesh mashing under his big palm. Then, without warning, Karl dug his fingers deeply into Kelly's plump tit, mauling the tit through her bra.
"Awwwww!" Kelly gasped, trying to remain as silent as possible. Searing pain ripped through her shapely body and she squirmed on the ground, trying to kick her feet out of Billy's grasp, but failing.
"You've been a very bad little bride," Karl said softly, easing the pressure on Kelly's sore tit. "That's stupid. Very stupid. Women as beautiful as you are shouldn't do stupid things, because you can get raped because of it. Understand?"
"Yes," Kelly answered in a faltering voice. "I understand. If you promise to let me go, I'll be very nice to all of you and I won't ever be stupid."
Karl slipped his fingers inside her bra, then ripped it off her body easily. The elastic bit into Kelly's flesh and left red marks on both of her shoulders. Karl paused to drink in the beauty of Kelly's naked tits briefly, then he pushed his hand under her panties to feel her curly cunt bush.
"Girl, you're going to get fucked like you've never been fucked before. And if you make one sound--one little peep--I'm going to give the orders to beat you senseless. And believe me when I tell you that my son and grandson follow my orders to the letter. Do you believe me?"
"Yes." Kelly was surprised that she was no longer crying. There was something happening inside her body that she couldn't quite figure out. Perhaps it was because she could see that the cock-bulge in Karl's pants was quite long. Perhaps it was just because she was horny and these three men possessed the necessities for her pleasure--cocks. Kelly couldn't explain it to herself and didn't try to.
They got her to her feet, then slipped off the arms of Kelly's dress, which was all that she had left on. With the torn dress arms, Kelly was tied to two different trees, her arms outstretched and fastened securely. Then, using strips of cloth torn from her dress, her ankles were similarly bound. Before long Kelly found herself spread-eagled between two trees, her cunt and asshole totally and entirely vulnerable to anything that the three horny men might want to do.
"Grandpa, you can have her first, of course," Sam said, pushing his pants down.
Sam was the one who had been insulted by Kelly and he thought he should get the first crack at fucking her. But Sam knew that to cross Karl was first, last and always a mistake. He would take sloppy seconds if necessary, or fuck her in whichever hole Karl didn't use.
Kelly tested her bindings and found that none of them offered any hope of escape. She looked at what remained of her dress, piled in a torn, crumpled heap on the ground. It seemed somehow fitting that it should be destroyed after all the things she'd been through.
She felt remnants of leaves and twigs under her bare feet. Kelly felt a warm summer breeze caress her naked body and she tingled all over, realizing that the three men were going to fuck her ruthlessly.
"Just don't hurt me," she said softly as Karl fondled her nipple, tugging on it harder than necessary. "That's all I ask, is that you don't hurt me."
"You're not really in any position to make demands on us," Karl replied. He kissed Kelly on the cheek, then fastened his lips to her neck, sucking hard enough on the smooth, perfumed flesh to leave a hickey.
Stepping back, Karl bent down and sucked on Kelly's lush nipple while he unbuckled his pants and pushed them down. His enormous prick, because of its awesome weight, drooped downward slightly.
Kelly let her head roll back on her shoulders, closing her eyes. She didn't like the sensual tingles coming from her nipples as Karl sucked them. She wasn't supposed to be enjoying this. After all, she was tied up and these men were going to take advantage of her!
"My God! It's huge!" Kelly gasped when she caught sight on Karl's foot-long prick. "You'll kill me with that thing! I'll never be able to take it!"
Karl chuckled, his ego suitably elevated by Kelly's fear.
"That's what the women always say," the old man said, stroking his cock. "They always managed to get it up their cunts thought. And believe me, doll, you're going to cum like you've never cum before."
The young bride was surprised with Karl when he stripped off his shirt. Despite his advancing age, Karl had a lean, sinewy body. The muscles in his stomach looked like knotted cords, and there wasn't an ounce of flab on his arms or thighs. And his giant cock riveted Kelly's attention and held her in some strange, unbelievable power of attraction. His prick was even larger than Joe's, and Kelly didn't think that anything larger than that was possible.
"You'll kill me with your big cock," Kelly whispered, her thighs quivering, her hands opening and closing into fists. "I'll die if you put that in me."
Karl chuckled again, stepping up to Kelly's ripe, warm body. He had his pants down around his ankles. Slipping one hand around to caress Kelly's smooth ass, Karl pressed against her firm, resilient tits and he groaned lustily.
"This is going to be good," he said softly into Kelly's ear, flicking his tongue over the lobe. "You're really going to get off on this, doll. Really shoot the works off."
Karl raised his prick, rubbing the spongy head of it against the petals of Kelly's pussy. He pushed the cockhead back and forth along the cunt gash and soon his throbbing cockhead was glistening with her slick, lubricating pussy juices.
"See, doll, I'm being gentle first. I could just ram this big fucker in and let you scream, but I'm getting you worked up first so it won't be so bad."
Kelly bit her lower lip, turning her face away from Karl. She had to admit, if only to herself, the conical bulb of Karl's pricktip felt glorious sliding back and forth over the opening of her cunt. She trembled, pulling against the sleeves that bound her wrists, intentionally pushing her tits a little harder against Karl's chest. Her nipples were like pencil erasers--hard, nubby, erect and tingling.
'Ohhhhhh! I can tell that you're really going to be a tight one," Karl groaned. He wedged the bullet-shaped pricktip against the mouth of Kelly's cunt and shoved.
"Ung! It's too big!" she blurted.
The cockhead wedged apart the tight, puffy cuntlips, powered by the long, thick shaft of Karl's cock. Deeper the bulb of rubbery flesh shoved, cramming far into Kelly's hot pussy. Kelly's cuntlips were stretched more than they ever had been and she turned passion-fogged eyes up to the sky.
Karl, his cock now firmly embedded in his captive's pussy, grabbed Kelly's warm, smooth asscheeks in his hands. As he levered more of his cunt-stretching fuck-stick into her cunt, he pulled her ass toward him.
The old man groaned as he powered the last several inches of his prick into the bride's fuckhole. All twelve inches of his cock meat was fucked into Kelly's cunt, getting squeezed and massaged by the woman's inner muscles.
"Uh! Ohhhhh!" Kelly gasped when Karl's pubic hair mashed against her own. Her clit, getting rubbed by the flat, broad upper surface of Karl's prick, was sizzling out of control, sending the young woman ever closer to her climax.
"Goddamn, this is a tight one," Karl said over his shoulder to Sam and Billy. "Even seconds is going to be good."
Thrusting his hips, Karl fucked Kelly with increasing speed constantly plowing his enormous fuckstick into her cunt from different angles. He jerked his cock out until only her pussylips were working on the tip of his cock. Then, with great force, he plowed his prick back into the hot, sucking, warm inner recesses of Kelly's cunt. Karl's big, hairy balls rolled lazily between his legs, the cum in them working up to a slow simmer, waiting for enough stimulation to blast out in frothy explosions.
Kelly sighed when Karl squeezed her asscheeks, forcing her cunt harder against his crotch. His cock was throbbing powerfully inside her cunt and Kelly could feel every ridge and vein on the enormous, bludgeoning tool of blood and muscle. Her nipples sent electrical shocks through her lithe, trembling body. Kelly pulled her foot and felt her nylons tighten around the ankle.
"You're hideous," she murmured, but it sounded more like a passionate compliment than an insult, and Karl noticed as much.
"You're a terrible bastard!"
"Uh! Uh! Ungg!" Karl grunted, punctuating every vicious fuck-stroke as he reamed the young woman's pussy. He squeezed and kneaded the firm moons of Kelly's ass, pulling the asscheeks apart and pushing them back together again.
As Karl kissed Kelly's neck, she mewled softly, becoming lost in the myriad sensations going through her veins. Her pussy was a fiery inferno now, and pussy juice was trickling down the insides of her thighs. She consciously squeezed her cuntal muscles around Karl's. fucking, pulsating prick, desperately needing his cum warming her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Damn you! Damn you!" Kelly chanted as the muscles in her stomach tightened.
A moment later her cunt was in the throes of a jarring, mind-blowing orgasm. She pulled against the material holding her arms and legs apart, but there was no yield. A scream caught in her throat and only a weak, choked sound came out. She weaved back and forth, being tossed by Karl's bucking torso as he fucked her feverish cunt. Slick, feminine oil gushed from her pussy, running in sticky rivers down her thighs, coating Karl's hairy balls.
"Arrrrggghhhhhh! I'm cumming, you bitch!" Karl groaned, fucking his vibrating cock full-length into Kelly's quaking cunt. The cum jetted through his long cocktube, spitting from the apple-sized cockhead into her pussy. The creamy wads of jizz splashed against the walls of the bride's cunt, warming her all over.
When Karl's explosions finally stopped, he moaned softly and pulled his dwindling cock from Kelly's pussy. She looked at his cock dangling between his legs and saw the pearly drop of cum that clung to the prickhead. Kelly wished she could get down on her knees to suck the big pole of manmeat that had fucked her into a teeth-tingling orgasm.
"Go ahead, boys, it's your turn now," Karl said, pulling up his pants and gingerly tucking his prick in. "I'm sure you'll find her up to your usual discriminating standards."
Kelly shook her head, trying to think clearly after her mind-blowing climax. Her knees were weak and she sagged, held up only by the binding holding her wrists to the trees.
"Come on, son," Sam said, "let's sandwich this cunt. Maybe a little double-fucking will let her know who's the boss. No rotten cunt is going to mouth off to me like she did without paying the dues."
Kelly's head hung down, her chin on her chest as she gulped in refreshing air. Every muscle in her body was totally relaxed and she tingled all over with the afterglow of her cum. When Sam stepped up to Kelly and calmly punched his big, steel-hard prick into her pussy, she moaned, feeling her cuntlips once again being stretched wonderfully.
Sam jerked his fuckstick in and out of Kelly's cunt slit hard and fast, then pulled his cock out and walked around so that he was behind her.
"Go ahead, Billy. She's got a fine pussy." Sam guided his cummy prick to Kelly's virgin bunghole. "I'm going to cornhole this bitch! That'll teach her!"
Kelly was only semi-conscious when Billy fucked her cunt. Then she felt her tight bunghole getting stuffed with cockmeat and blinding lights of red and blue flashed in her head. The pain was unbearable, and once again she tried to scream for help but couldn't.
Sam and Billy fucked the bride mercilessly, reaming her cunt and bunghole with their big cocks. The curvaceous brunette was tossed to and fro, dangling from her bound wrists.
Kelly felt Billy flooding her pussy with his cum, and moments later she sensed Sam's thick spunk deluging her tortured ass. When they withdrew their cocks, she sighed, her head hanging down. Strands of her dark hair clung to her cheeks and forehead. Her face was moist with perspiration.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Kelly moaned weakly. The sound of the three rapists laughing seemed very far away, though the men were standing close enough to touch her.
"Cut her down," Karl said, studying Kelly's sleek body. "She's had enough for now. Next time, she'll beg to get what she just got."
Sam pulled out a long-bladed fishing knife and sliced the bonds. She dropped to the ground a lifeless heap of tingling, abused flesh.
"Let's get out of here," Karl said to his son and grandson. "It's going to get dark soon."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Joe was busy flicking the video recorder from one camera to the next. It was late, nearly ten o'clock, and there was plenty of action going on at his motel for him to record.
He stroked his big prick, watching the television. On the screen, his young, beautiful daughter was giving head to a man while another fucked her doggie-style. Two more of his guests were waiting to go at the young and sexy Heidi Miller.
In another room, Gig Monroe was being handed from one man to the next. Her big tit? rolled tautly on her chest as she squirmed on the bed, getting fucked fast and furiously.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Heidi moaned, taking much of Billy's cock into her throat. She had her fists around the base of his cock, one hand over the other as if she were gripping a baseball bat. This still left plenty of cockmeat for her to mouth hungrily.
"I haven't seen a young one like you get so horny in a long time," Sam hissed, punching his cock into Heidi's warm, clutching pussy from behind. He caressed the teenager's slender thigh, enjoying the texture of her silk nylons.
Heidi turned her face toward the mirror, keeping Billy's lip-stretching cock in her mouth. Her face bulged out greatly as the fat cockhead slipped between her teeth and cheek. She winked into the mirror, knowing that her father was recording everything that she did and was probably at that very moment jerking off.
She massaged the pulsating column of young cockmeat. Heidi loved sucking and fucking all the big cocks that were around, but she especially loved giving Billy blow-jobs. Perhaps is was because Billy was her own age, or maybe it was the wild look in his eyes that never failed to excite her. One way or the other, Heidi wanted to please Billy in ways he had never dreamed possible.
"Take it deep, Heidi," Billy said, leaning against the headboard of the bed. He pushed a strand of honey-blonde hair away from Heidi's face to better watch her lips traveling up and down the quivering length of his cock-lance. "I like it when you take it deep."
More than happy to do whatever her lover wanted, Heidi turned her brown eyes up to Billy's face, then descended on his cock. The pricktip wedged against the back of the teenager's mouth, then jammed down her throat.
"Ohhhhh! Fuck, that's nice," Billy groaned as his throbbing fuckstick was squeezed by Heidi's throat.
With her throat partially stuffed with Billy's cock, Heidi was being fucked from behind by Sam. Forced forward, she unwillingly took all of Billy's fucker down her gullet. Her throat felt like it had torn somewhere and she pushed herself away from him, uncorking his cock from her hot, wet mouth.
"You almost killed me with this big monster," Heidi said in a hoarse voice, rubbing Billy's cock against the side of her face. She wiggled her ass, pushing against Sam to meet his charging fuck-thrusts.
The three continued once Heidi's throat stopped hurting. She soon had Billy's big prick stretching her ripe, moist lips. She twitched on the bed, getting more friction against her electrified clit from Sam's forceful in-strokes of cockmeat.
"Mmmmmmmmm! Yeah, this is just right," Heidi purred, lapping at the bulbous, drooling head of Billy's prick while she squirmed on the bed, getting hotter by the second from Sam's fucking cock.
Billy groaned, his cock feeling as if it were being scorched by Heidi's hot sucking mouth. As her slashing pink tongue worked on the underside of his prick, Billy's cockmeat throbbed powerfully, hard as steel as it ovaled the girl's ripe mouth. He leaned forward, sliding his hands under Heidi's tossing body. Grabbing one firm, jiggling tit, Billy rolled the hard, lust-inflamed nipple between his fingers.
As Sam worked his hard cock into Heidi's milking cunt, he rubbed her bunghole with his thumb. His balls, hairy in their wrinkled sac, flopped to and fro between his tensed thighs.
"Suck my boy's cock, Heidi," Sam said through clenched teeth. "I want you drinking his cum!"
Heidi was thirsty to gulp down all of her lover's delicious jism, but she had to be mindful of the hidden video recorders. If the men came inside her body, the camera wouldn't be able to record it. No, she told herself, they would have to cum on her. "Don't cum in my cunt," Heidi gasped to Sam. "I want to feel your hot jism on my skin!"
Heidi stroked Billy's prick, letting the cockhead rub against her cheeks as she worked on his tingling cock. From the glazed look in his eyes, she could tell that he wasn't far from spewing out his thick load of fuckcream. The thought of having his sticky cum splashing on her face excited Heidi and she mewled hungrily, burying his cock in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmffft! Mmmmmmm! Ummmmmmg!" Heidi slurped lustily, caressing the entire length of the cock. Her full, pink lips dragged over the slick cockmeat from the head to the root, then back again. With the pricktip deep in her throat, Heidi could feel the cock expanding, flexing with the impending orgasm.
"Honey, my Heidi, I'm going to cum soon," Billy groaned softly. He caressed Heidi's cheek, feeling his cockhead inside her mouth. "You're driving me crazy with your mouth."
Although she was fully aware that the camera was recording everything she did, Heidi just couldn't let the opportunity to taste Billy's heavenly wad of fuckcream pass her by. Squeezing her tiny fist harder around his prick, she sucked and jerked the cockmeat simultaneously. Her palm was wet with a mixture of pre-cum and spit, nicely lubricated to slid over the lust-hardened prick easily.
"Uh! Awwwwwww!" Billy gasped, lifting his ass off the bed.
Heidi was so happy she was almost crying. Her tongue blazed over the fat cockhead that stretched her lips. Long, thick streams of jizz gushed from the cocktips's slit, spewing over her tongue and against the roof of her mouth. Heidi took everything Billy had to offer, her cheeks puffing out to contain the extraordinary amount of spunk that spit from her lover's balls.
When Heidi had taken almost all of Billy wad, she relaxed her lips briefly and a thick, gooey river of cum escaped her mouth. It matted in the wiry hair above Billy's cock and Heidi dropped down on the cock, taking it down her throat. Creamy gobs of cum were squeezed off the prickshaft, sticking to her lips.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Heidi purred, taking a blast of cum against the back of her mouth.
Her throat worked feverishly to swallow the cum. Heidi's head seemed filled with the essence of Billy's cum and she heard a ringing in her ears. Unexpectedly, she was suddenly tossed about by her own climax. Pussy juice gushed from her cunt, trickling down her thighs. The sound of Sam's cock slamming into her juicy pussy filled the room.
Heidi pulled her mouth off Billy's delicious prick, rubbing the cock-knob against her cheeks and chin. What little cum trickled out was rubbed off on her skin as she bucked in the last weak moments of her orgasm.
"Fuck! Oh, fuck!" Sam hissed. He uncorked his cock from Heidi's pussy and leaped up to his feet, leaning over Heidi's kneeling body. Pounding on his prickrod, he shot his cum-load all over the girl's back. Some blobs of cum even shot into Heidi's hair.
Cooing, Heidi nuzzled Billy's cock and balls as she felt Sam's burning torrent of cum splashing on her back. She was breathing heavily, resting on her elbows. Turning her cum-covered face to the camera, she smiled.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Kelly washed the cum off her body in the lake, then made her way down the trail toward the motel. Water dripped from her big tits, streaming down her curvaceous body as she walked. Her brunette hair was slick, close to her head as it trickled the lake water down her back.
"Goddamn bastards," she cursed under her breath. It was dark now, the sun having dropped below the horizon thirty minutes earlier. "If they didn't have such big cocks, I'd kill every one of them."
The twigs and branches sometimes hurt Kelly's bare feet, and once a branch slapped her tender tit. Naked, she advanced down the winding trail cautiously, her mind spinning as she tried to figure out some way of explaining her absence and nudity to C.J. She heard soft music filtering through the trees, and after walking several more yards, saw a few lights. Kelly felt a rush of relief flood over her. At least she was back and hadn't gotten lost.
Kelly walked toward the motel, seeing that several lights were on in the rooms. She could see the light trickling through the space between the window and curtain in her room.
'Damn," she muttered quietly. "C.J. must still be up."
Mentally weighing her options, Kelly decided that Joe might have an answer. Perhaps if he could somehow get C.J. out of the room, Kelly could slip in and get into bed.
The office was dark, but Kelly could see light coming from the back room. Peering in, Kelly saw Joe sitting in his viewing chair, stroking his swollen prick. On the television screen, Heidi was fucking Karl Deitrich, her ankles locked together behind his undulating ass.
"Joe, it's me," Kelly whispered, taking one step into the room.
Startled, Joe wheeled around, trying to hide his monstrous prick with both hands. The task was an impossibility--Joe's cock when fully erect was far too big to be hidden with just a couple of hands.
"Ohhh! Damn you, Kelly! You scared the shit out of me!" Joe hardly noticed that she was naked, he was so startled.
"Are you alone? Is Heidi anywhere around?" Kelly asked, advancing another tentative step forward. "I've got to ask a favor of you."
"Come in and sit down," Joe said, motioning to the floor between his spread thighs. "We'll watch some television. You're in for a treat tonight. A live performance, being recorded as we watch."
Kelly looked at the television and nearly fainted. On the screen, Heidi--young Heidi--was fucking and sucking cock crazily, thrashing her lean, tender young body on a bed. The teenager was wantonly sucking one huge prick while taking another cock up her cunt from behind.
"My God!" Kelly gasped. "Your daughter is fucking two guys and you're not doing anything to stop them!"
"Stop them? Are you out of your fucking mind? If I stop them, what the hell can I record?" Joe chuckled, reaching between Kelly's legs to fondle her pussy as she watched the television. "If you don't want to watch Heidi, perhaps you'd be more interested in what's happening in a different room."
Kelly felt a strange, prickling sensation at the back of her neck. She didn't know what was coming, but she knew it wasn't going to be good. There was something in Joe's tone that frightened her, made her feel somehow vulnerable.
When the channel was changed, Kelly's knees went weak. She saw Gig Monroe, the hot-blooded blonde with the monumental, gorgeous tits and beautiful face, whipping her red lips back and forth over C.J.'s prick.
"How long has than been going on?" Kelly asked quietly, unconsciously rotating her hips as Joe's finger slipped into her cunt. "How long has she been sucking my husband's cock?"
"Can't say for sure," Joe replied casually. "I was watching my daughter go at it. Like the saying goes, blood is thicker than water. Don't suppose it's been too long though."
As Kelly slowly dropped to her knees in front of Joe, still watching the television, she felt a sudden sense of relief, and end to the guilt she felt about fucking and sucking other men. She sat on the floor and leaned back, feeling the warmth of Joe's cockhead as it pressed between her shoulder blades.
"He really looks like he's enjoying it, doesn't he?" Joe taunted, stroking his quivering cock and rubbing the cockhead over Kelly's warm skin. "See his expression? He's going to cum in her mouth soon. I can tell. I've watched my daughter give enough blow-jobs in my time to know when a man is going to shoot his wad in her mouth.' A thousand different emotions bounced around in Kelly's brain. One part of her was irrationally jealous of her husband; another part of her was thrilled that C.J. was breaking out of his stuffed shirt mold and getting adventurous; and another part of Kelly was totally impassive to anything C.J. did.
"Fuck me," the brunette whispered, getting up and sitting on Joe's lap, still facing the television. His massive, rigid fucker slid up between her legs, rubbing against her cunt and sliding over her curly cuntbush.
Kelly's body tingled all over as she raised her supple ass and grabbed Joe's cock. She wanted his meaty cock stretching her cuntlips. Bringing the bullet-shaped cockhead to her lust-inflamed pussy, Kelly lowered her torso slowly. The cuntlips puckered inward, protesting the invasion of Joe's mighty, meaty prick. Then her cuntlips stretching, spreading apart, she had his prick-knob in her pussy.
"Ohhhhh! Damn, that cock feels so good inside my pussy," Kelly groaned, watching Gig take C.J.'s cock completely down her throat. "My husband's cock isn't nearly as big as your huge cock. You're so much bigger!"
Joe grabbed Kelly's hips and gave them a firm squeeze, enjoying the silkiness of her smooth, warm skin. He didn't pull her down to bury his burning prick fully into her cunt. Instead, Joe let Kelly toss and turn her voluptuous ass at her own speed, working on his cock.
"Mmmmmmm! Kelly, my love, you've got yourself one fine, tight cunt," Joe groaned, feeling her cuntlips tugging on this throbbing cock. He released her hips and grabbed the twin mounds of titflesh that jiggled with each bounce she made. "Mighty fine tits, too!"
Kelly giggled girlishly, feeling wild and free. She watched C.J. caressing Gig's plump tits and wiggled her slender shoulders, forcing her burning nipples harder into Joe's strong hands.
"I like it! God, I love your cock in me, Joe!"
Leaning somewhat sideways in the chair, Joe was able to watch the action on the television screen under Kelly's arm as she bobbed her succulent ass on his fuckstick. Whenever Kelly dropped down, sucking his cock into her cunt, he felt the massaging walls of her pussy squeezing and milking his cock.
"Baby, I'm going to give you one hell of a load," Joe groaned, watching Gig's tits rolling crazily beneath her body as she got fucked doggie-style. "Look at that cock-sucker working on your husband! Ha! She's really suckin' on his prick now!"
Kelly had her hands on Joe's knees for support as she fucked her luscious ass up and down. The slurping, sucking sounds of her cuntlips working on his feverish cock filled the room. Her clit was rubbed and prodded with each movement of her ass.
"Give it to me," Kelly moaned. "I want it all! Every inch of your cock! Every drop of your cum! Ohhhh! I want it all!"
Joe squeezed Kelly's jouncing tits harder, feeling the nipples hard as pebbles in his palms. He twisted his ass in the overstuffed chair, letting Kelly fuck down on his rigid prick at her own speed.
On the screen, Gig had C.J.'s cock completely in her mouth. Her throat was stretched out, bulging from the fat cockhead inside.
Kelly stared with awe as her husband stroked Gig's wavy blonde hair. It didn't bother her that he was getting a blow-job from another woman. Sucking his cock was something she had never done, and there would be time enough for that later.
"I'm going to cum soon," Kelly said with unusual calmness in her voice. She reached between her legs and began tickling her clit with her middle finger as she bounced on Joe's cunt-stretching fucker.
"Go, baby, go!" Joe urged as his cum simmered hotly in his balls. He, too, was watching the television.
Dropping down to impale herself fully on Joe's cock, Kelly ground her luscious ass-cheeks into his hips, letting the throbbing prick work around in her cunt. Her finger rubbed feverishly on the quivering, red clit that drooled pussy juice out.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh! Nooooo!" Kelly whimpered, turning her ass in a circular motion as the muscles in her pussy flexed.
The volcanic swellings of Joe's cock started at the same time Kellys cunt began squeezing fiercely on his prickrod. Pussy juice and masculine cum mingled together. Thick, creamy bolts of Joe's spunk splashed against the walls of Kelly's wanton pussy.
"Fuck! Awwwwww! Fuck!" Joe hissed as his balls leaped between his legs, pumping out his cum.
"Cream me, lover! Cum in meeeee!" the young bride wailed as she fingered her stiff clit.
On the television screen, Gig's throat was working visibly as she drank down the thick load of cum that spewed from C.J.'s cock.
Kelly's eyes were glassy with lust as her cum subsided. She watched with idle curiosity as Gig Monroe, a woman she hardly knew, drank down her husband's jism with obvious enjoyment.
"You know," Kelly said softly, sitting on Joe's legs with his cock still in her cunt, "this is really kinky. I mean, getting fucked by a monster cock while you watch your own husband getting a blow-job! Now you've got to admit, that's kind of kinky."
Joe's throat felt dry after his bone-jarring orgasm. He pushed Kelly off his lap, uncorking his fucker from her hot, cum-filled pussy. He switched off the video recorder and the television went black.
"Why don't you clean the cum off my cock with your mouth?"
Kelly purred like a kitten as she knelt between his thighs and began tonguing the wrinkled shaft of his cock.
"Mmmmm! You've got really delicious cum. You know that?"
Joe sighed but said nothing. Watching Kelly tonguing his balls and licking the cum off them, he decided that he needed a good, hot, luscious blow-job from his daughter. As soon as Heidi returned, Joe would tell her to get her mouth to work on his prick.
"Hey, when are you coming back?" Joe asked.
Kelly's lips were sucked inward as she pushed her face down on Joe's prick, taking the soft cockmeat completely into her hot mouth. She pulled up, stretching the rubbery prickmeat out with light suction.
"Well, that all depends on whether or not you're going to fuck me... and have some hot piece of tail for C.J." Kelly grinned up at Joe. "I suppose Heidi will be enough to satisfy him, but another woman--just for variety's sake--wouldn't hurt."
It was Joe's turn to smile. He rested his head back on the chair and closed his eyes. It had been a long day, fucking and licking delicious cunts and having his prick worked over by one hot mouth after another.
There would be more days just like this one, Joe told himself, smiling sardonically as Kelly curled her tongue around his cockhead.
