The facade of respectability often crumbles to dust with remarkable swiftness once its protective armor has been pierced.
The relatively minor investigation into the conduct of one police officer results in the discovery of massive corruption within the force. A routine check by the government of a corporation's finances turns up damning evidence of widespread tax evasion, graft, kickbacks, bribes and payoffs. Insignificant-looking cysts reveal malignant tumors.
And what of the facade of righteousness and puritan morality in the tree-shaded, picket-and-wrought-iron-fenced suburbs of middle-and upper-middle-class America?
What really goes on behind those freshly painted doors? Is depravity an exclusive right of the ghetto-dweller, as many of the more fortunate would like to think?
The serious and shocking story of one pleasant suburb, and of some of the students and teachers in its ivy-covered high school who helped to crack the facade-and watch it crumble about their heads.
A novel that goes beyond the fictitious town in which it is set ... possibly any American town?
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Slowly dressing for school, Loni Baker was carefully studying her lovely naked body in the mirror, as she always did. She was a beautiful fifteen-year-old sophomore with an extremely mature figure for a girl of her tender age. She had a smooth, fiat belly and slim waist that flared out to her softly curved hips, and a little triangle patch of silky golden pubic hair separated her smoothly tapered thighs. Loni's full ripe tits, capped with big juicy hard nipples were more than ample for any girl. Her big golden-flecked brown eyes were a startling contrast to her long, naturally blonde hair.
The one thing that bothered Loni was her age. Fifteen-year-old kids bored her, and the eighteen-year-olds didn't have time for her. The one exception was her friend Kathy Wentworth, who was seventeen. Kathy was a rather plain and shy girl who found Loni's beauty and vitality very stimulating. Loni shared all of her secrets with Kathy except one, and that was the secret she wanted most to tell her friend about, but couldn't. Loni was dying to tell her all about the hours she'd spent playing with Kent Bradley's big hard cock, but she'd promised him she wouldn't say a word about it to anyone. Kent was almost nineteen, a senior and the captain of the high-school football team. Every girl in school was dying to date him, and Loni was secretly masturbating him almost every day, but it was something she had to keep in confidence.
When she'd finished admiring herself in the mirror, the pretty little blonde teen-ager slipped into a short skirt and tight sweater that beautifully displayed her shapely legs and firm tits. She purposely neglected wearing panties so her cunt would be more accessible to Kent's middle finger during their daily lunch hour get-together.
Later that morning, Loni was sitting restlessly at her desk, waiting for class to finish. With her mind on Kent Bradley's hard cock, she hadn't been able to concentrate on her lessons very well. Glancing up from her book, Loni noticed that Mr. Collins, her math teacher, was staring at her. She'd been aware during these first few weeks of the fall term that he'd spent a great deal of time watching her, and Loni loved the attention of older men. Dale Collins was in his early thirties with thick black hair and deep blue eyes that the girl found very attractive. She was pleased with the attention he was giving her and, pretending to be reading, she slowly crossed her legs, giving him a broad view of her sleek bare thighs beneath her short skirt. Briefly glancing up from beneath her thick lashes, Loni noted the excited expression on his face as he boldly stared up between her legs. Bored with the class and flattered by the handsome young teacher's attention, the little blond nymphet decided to tease him a bit more. Spreading her legs a little further apart, she dropped one hand down and began lightly caressing the soft bare flesh of her inner thigh with the tip of her nails. Aware that he was still watching, she sensuously moved her finger higher up her creamy soft skin. Another quick glance confirmed what she'd suspected. The man's eyes were almost bugging out of his head as he clutched the edge of the desk, oblivious of everything except those teasing fingers creeping up along the bare flesh of her inner thigh. Wanting to give the man a real show, she further parted her legs and began trailing her nails lightly up and down the wet lips of her obscenely exposed slit. There was no doubt in her mind that the teacher had a clear and unobstructed view of what she was doing. Deciding to give him a mind-blowing finale, she slipped the full length of her little tapered finger up into the hot moistness of her slippery cunt and then slowly removed it. Lifting her face and staring him straight in the eye, she touched the juice-drenched finger to her lips and blew him a kiss.
With his face flushed a bright red, he quickly turned away, visibly shaken by what he'd just witnessed. His embarrassment was protected by the sound of the school bell.
Picking up her books, Loni hurried out into the hall in search of Kent Bradley. God, how she hoped he would have time to spend with her during the lunch period. She'd only been waiting two or three minutes when she saw the handsome young football player striding down the hall. Glancing at her with an affirmative nod, he moved on into a crowd of students.
Waiting until he'd disappeared, Loni rushed out the side door and ran quickly across the lawn. Excited that he had time for her, the pretty little blonde hurried two blocks down the street and stopped at the corner. After standing there for just a few minutes, she saw his car coming down the street.
"Hi, baby," he grinned as she opened the door and hopped in.
"Hi, Kent," she whispered, excited to be with the handsome athlete again.
Without wasting any time with words he quickly drove the car into the empty parking lot behind a deserted factory. This was the same place they'd been spending their lunch hour for several weeks.
"Gee, honey," she whispered when he'd turned off the ignition. "I wish we didn't always have to hide."
"It won't always be this way," he promised, lowering the zipper of his pants.
"When will it change?" she asked.
"Soon," he evaded the question. "But let's start playin'. We don't have all day."
Unbuckling his belt, Kent slipped his pants and shorts down around his ankles, letting his big throbbing cock spring free.
"Here it is, baby," he grinned, resting his head on the back of the seat. "It's all yours, but make it good."
As always, she stared excitedly at the big stiff prick she was grasping. Squeezing his thick shaft, she could see his big, bulbous cockhead swelling in response. Sliding his thick foreskin back and forth, the delicious feel of his stiff cock sent little tremors up and down her spine. The thick meatiness of his rigid fuck-pole always turned the girl on. Loni was technically a virgin, but she loved to handle hard cocks, any hard cock, and Kent's was the neatest one she'd ever stroked.
"Does that feel good?" she whispered.
"Great, baby," he sighed. "You really know how to please a guy."
Happy that he was enjoying it, she began sliding his foreskin back and forth at a slightly faster tempo. It almost drove Loni wild to feel.the hard hotness of his throbbing shaft in her hand.
Putting his arm around her, he slipped his hand up under her sweater, cupping her luscious bare tit in his palm. Lightly squeezing her erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he could feel it quivering and sprouting in response.
"Oh, Kent," she whispered, feeling little electric thrills shooting through her body from the sweet contact of his fingers on her turgid little bud.
"Oh, baby," he panted, excitedly. "Take off that sweater. I wanta eat that sweet tittie."
Removing her hand from his lurching cock, she hurriedly pulled off her sweater. Holding her breath, she trembled with anticipation as she watched his mouth move slowly down toward her swollen nipple.
"Ooooooh, Kent," she whispered when his hot wet lips closed over her quivering tittie-bud. "That feels so good!"
His tongue slithered all around and over her erect nipple, sending wave after wave of chilling thrills through her trembling young body. Sucking more of her soft pliant tit into his mouth, he nibbled teasingly on her bare creamy flesh.
"Oh, honey," she mewled, digging her hands into his thick dark hair, pressing his mouth down tighter against her spit-soaked breast. "That feels so good, honey."
Excited by the feel of her soft little hand sliding up and down his sensitive, throbbing cock, Kent sucked harder and harder on her wet, slippery tit.
"Did you like that, baby?" he asked, finally removing his mouth from her spit-drenched nipple.
"Oh, yes," she whispered. "But I wish we didn't always have to rush it during our lunch period."
"That's better than nothing," he smiled.
"Kent," she asked after a pause. "Why can't we ever go out together in the evenings?"
"We will, someday," he answered.
"When?"
"Soon," he replied in a slightly irritated voice. "Now start playing with my cock."
"But, Kent," she argued, "I love to jack you off, but I'd love it if you'd take me out once in a while."
"I will," he gasped. "But let's talk about it later."
"Promise?"
"I promise," he panted, taking the girl's hand and wrapping her fingers around his lurching dong. "Now start pumping."
Pleased that he'd promised to take her out, Loni began stroking his cock with more enthusiasm. Sliding his foreskin up and down over his lust-bloated shaft, Loni was wondering how a big hard cock would feel in her cunt. The young girl wasn't a virgin because of morality, but because of . fear. The pretty little prick-teaser loved to fondle cocks, but the thought of having one shoved up into her pussy scared the girl to death.
"Does that feel good?" she whispered, feeling him trembling with excitement.
"Christ, yes, baby," he panted. "But why don't you lick it?"
"What?"
"Suck it," Kent gasped. "Suck me off."
Loni had heard of this act, but had absolutely no desire to touch a prick with her mouth, and was shocked that Kent had even suggested it.
"Oh, Kent," she gasped. "Don't talk that way."
"Please, Loni," he begged. "Please suck me off."
"Don't be stupid!"
"Please, Loni."
"No!" she half shouted, removing her hand from his cock. "That's disgusting."
"It's not disgusting," he panted, trying to force her fingers back around his throbbing dick. "Please try it, baby, it's fantastic."
"How do you know?" she asked. "Has anyone ever sucked you off?"
"Lots of times."
"Who?"
"Almost every girl I go out with." He lied. "They all suck me off."
"Good for them," she sneered. "You don't even take me out."
"But, I will," he panted. "Please suck me off."
"Bull shit!"
"I promise to take you out," he begged, his stiff cock throbbing with anticipation. "When?"
"Anytime you say," he panted, grabbing Loni's head and trying to force her mouth down over his raging cock-head.
"Will you take me to the homecoming dance?" she blurted.
Kent just stared at her in a stunned silence. How could he possibly take her to the homecoming dance? He was a senior and the high-school big-shot. He'd be the laughingstock of the school if he showed up at the dance with a sophomore, a little fifteen-year-old prick-teaser. He was even ashamed to let his friends know what he was doing during lunch hour, let alone take her to the biggest dance of the year. She was a cute little kid and it was neat to have her play with his prick, but taking her to the dance was out of the question.
"Well," she repeated after a long pause. "Will you take me to the dance?"
"We'll see," he stammered, still trying to force her mouth over his cock.
"Answer me yes or no," she gasped, trying to free herself from his grip.
"Okay," he panted. "I'll try to arrange it."
"Then you'll take me?" she asked again.
"I said I'd try to arrange it," he repeated.
"When will you know?" asked Loni.
"In a couple of days," he panted. "Now start sucking."
Confident that he would take her, the naive youngster hesitantly moved her mouth down toward his big shiny cock-head. She hated the idea of touching his prick with her lips, but the possibility that he might take her to the dance was worth it. Staring apprehensively at it, Loni gently slid his thick, rubbery foreskin up and down over his big throbbing dong. The tightly stretched skin of his shaft felt like smooth satin wrapped around a warm cylinder of steel. Lowering her face further, a faint musky aroma reached her nostrils. It wasn't an unpleasant odor, but a strangely fascinating scent.
Holding his cock firmly in her hand, Loni's tongue snaked out, lightly flicking the tip of his prick. The taste of his cock was not at all what she'd expected. Excited by the strangely erotic taste, she began moving her wet tongue around and over the entire surface of his rubbery-hard knob of male meat. Gaining confidence with every fleeting second, Loni opened her mouth and slid her juicy lips down over his slippery cock-head.
"That's it, baby," Kent panted, feeling his cock slithering into the moist warmth of her mouth.
"Does it really feel good?" she whispered, momentarily removing her lips from his prick.
"Shit, yes," he gasped. "Keep suckin'!"
Loni once more lowered her mouth down over the swollen head of his super-hard dong. Although she had no knowledge of cocksucking, Loni had jacked him off enough times to know what excited him. She began bobbing her head up and down, actually masturbating him with her lips, and from the way he was lurching, Loni was certain that she was pleasing him. The young girl was getting more excited every second. The feel of his thick, gnarly cock slithering over her tongue was almost blowing the youngster's mind. She was taking more and more of his shaft into her mouth with every noisy slurp and was loving every inch of it. She loved the way his big dong filled her mouth, nudging at the back of her throat and pressing out against her cheeks as tangy drops of seminal fluid oozed out from the tip of his cock and onto her tongue. It was a new, mind-blowing experience to the excited young girl, who had never dreamed that sucking a cock could be such a fantastic thrill.
Suddenly anxious to taste his jizz, she also realized from masturbating him that Kent enjoyed having her tease and prolong his ejaculations. He liked her to bring him to the very brink of a climax, then let him slide back and then bring him up again.
Feeling his muscles tensing, she quickly released his ready-to-explode cock from her slurping lips.
"Does it feel good?" she whispered up to him.
"Christ, yes," he stammered.
"Your prick sure tastes good," she smiled. "Am I a good cock-sucker?"
"The best," he grinned down to her.
"Good," she giggled, thinking how neat it would be if he took her to the dance. "Because from now on I'm gonna spend a lot of time sucking you off."
"I'm all for that."
"And I'll really give you a wild blow-job after the dance," she promised. "You'll be too fuckin' pooped to drive me home."
Kent didn't answer.
"Do you know something?" she sighed after a slight pause. "I think I'm gonna try and suck you dry during the next few months."
Tenderly sliding the skin up and down over' his rigid staff, Loni again covered the big bloated head of his cock with her hot, wet mouth. Gently, she began a slow, sucking action that almost blew Kent's mind. With every deep and powerful suck, it felt like she was drawing his asshole up through his quivering shaft.
"Oh God, Loni," he moaned, his trembling fingers clutching at the girl's hair as her slippery warm mouth moved up and down over his blood-engorged cock. "That feels so good, baby, so fuckin' good."
Her head was bobbing faster and faster as she sucked more violently on his straining prick. Kent's entire body was jerking and trembling from the wild sensations being induced by the girl's hot slavering lips. Faster and faster she worked over his trembling body as he instinctively arched his hips to meet every gulp of her hot sucking mouth.
Loni was half wild with the intense excitement. The smooth sinewy flesh of his hot naked cock was rubbing deliciously against her lips, tongue and throat. Having jacked Kent off so many times, she could tell from his wild writhing that he was rapidly approaching a climax. Eager to feel and taste his hot cum squirting into her mouth, the girl sucked with even more intensity.
Kent could feel his impending orgasm building up deep in his quivering guts. As the climax grew closer and closer, he arched his hips higher and, unconsciously grabbing her hair, he pushed her frantically sinking mouth down tighter over his screaming cock.
"Oh, shit!" he shouted, feeling the hot fuck cream rushing up through his prick. "Here it comes! HERE IT COMES!"
Although she'd anticipated the discharge, Loni wasn't prepared for the huge amount of white-hot jizz that spewed into her mouth. It squirted deliciously against the back of her throat, and then spurt after spurt of the thick fluid continued belching out of his lurching prick. Frantically sucking and swallowing, Loni was going wild over the randy taste of the boy's hot jizz. When it finally stopped squirting into her mouth, the young girl continued sucking, wanting to get every last drop of the slippery juice.
"Did you like it?" she whispered as Kent drove the car out of the deserted parking lot.
"Jesus, yes," he panted. "Did you?"
"God," she giggled. "That was the neatest thing I've ever done. Shit, that stuff tastes wild."
Loni found it almost impossible to concentrate on her lessons that afternoon. Now that Kent had practically promised to take her to the homecoming dance, she couldn't wait to tell her friend, Kathy Wentworth, about her affair with the football captain. She couldn't wait to see the expression on Kathy's face when she told her about sucking him off and going to the dance. Loni was the luckiest girl in the whole fucking high school.
Walking down the steps with Kathy after school, Loni saw Kent Bradley and an attractive redheaded girl strolling across the lawn together. Being only a sophomore, and not knowing many of the upperclassmen, Loni asked her older friend who the girl was.
"Oh, that's Pam Clayborn," Kathy answered. "Her father is president of the City Bank."
"She's pretty," Loni said in a low voice, a jealous little chill twisting her guts.
"She certainly is," agreed Kathy. "She was elected homecoming queen by the senior class."
"She must be very popular," said Loni, a little upset that the girl was walking with Kent.
"She is," Kathy laughed. "Kent Bradley is taking her to the homecoming dance."
"Are you sure?" gasped Loni.
"Of course I am," her friend laughed. "They've been going steady for a long time. They're practically engaged."
Staring at the couple, Loni could still taste Kent's jizz burning in the back of her throat. She suddenly felt an intense hate for both of them. Kent had made a complete fool of her, and she vowed to get even with that Pam Clayborn bitch if it were the last thing she ever did.
"What was the exciting news you were going to tell me?" asked Kathy.
"Nothing," answered Loni in a grim voice. "Absolutely nothing."
CHAPTER TWO
Dale Collins, Loni's handsome math teacher, was standing in front of his mirror early the next morning lathering his face. Unable to sleep, he was up an hour earlier than usual. Haunted by the memory of little Loni Baker fingering her cunt in front of him in class, Dale Collins had spent a restless night. He'd begged his wife to relieve his horrendous hard-on, but as usual she was too tired. His thick sinewy cock quivered and throbbed as his thoughts kept returning to Ins student's wet little pussy. He'd never once made a pass at any of his pupils, but God how he'd love to ram his dong up into Loni's hot little cunt. He couldn't forget the way the saucy little nymphet had blown him a kiss from her pussy-drenched finger. He realized that he wouldn't be in this super-horny state if his wife hadn't become so sexually cold.
Dale Collins loved his wife, Peg, very much, and his whole body was constantly burning with a flaming desire to thrust his big rod into her deliciously warm pussy, but he realized this was out of the question. It had been several weeks since she'd reluctantly tolerated him sexually, and he knew it would be many more weeks before she would consent again. During their nine years of marriage, Peg's sex drive had slowly waned until it was now almost non-existent. Over the past couple of years they had had so many bitter quarrels over sex that Dale had finally given up.
When he'd finished shaving, Dale walked slowly down the hall to his bedroom, his massive cock throbbing with thoughts of little Loni Baker. Standing by the bed he watched his lovely wife sleeping, her long dark hair cascading across her pillow. God, how he wished their sex life was the way it used to be!
Overcome with desire, he crawled into bed and drew her deliciously rounded ass up against his burning, throbbing cock. Reaching beneath the short hem of her brief nightie, he slipped his hands up between her warm inner thighs until his fingers found her soft moist pussy hairs. Half asleep, Peg pushed her little ass back against his lust-bloated prick while his fingers probed excitedly into her warm damp cunt-lips. Waking up, she slowing turned over, offering her soft parted lips for lus morning kiss.
"What's this?" she smiled, reaching down and touching the big meaty dong that was throbbing against her body.
"This, my darling," he whispered, "is my stiff cock that I'm about to slip into your hot little box."
"But, Dale," she giggled, "you have to be in . class this morning."
"It's still early," he smiled, drawing her closer into his arms. "We still have plenty of time."
"No, Dale," she argued. "Not this morning."
Without answering, he took her hand and wrapped her fingers around his blood-engorged cock. When Peg's limp hand made no attempt to stimulate him, he took her wrist and gently guided her fingers up and down his throbbing shaft.
"You might as well stop getting yourself worked up," she sighed, removing her hand. "There isn't going to be any sex this morning, so get dressed and go to school."
"God damn it, Peg," he raged as his long pent-up frustrations exploded. "What the hell does it take to turn you on."
"More than you," she snapped, angry at his rage.
"Maybe this will turn you on!" he shouted, furiously throwing back the sheet.
Grasping her, he roughly forced her thighs apart and buried his face into the humid moistness of her slippery twat. Delicate pussy aroma filled his dilated nostrils as he burrowed his face deeper into her juicy pink slit.
"Stop that!" she hissed, slapping him across the face.
"You bitch!" he roared back. "You rotten fuckin' bitch!"
"I told you I don't feel like fooling around," Peg screamed. "Now get your ass out of here and get to class."
Completely shaken by the event, Dale stumbled into the bathroom for his second shower of the morning. God, how he wished his cock would stop throbbing!
Arriving at the school long before it was time for his first class, he tried to correct some papers, but his mind wasn't on what he was doing. He kept glancing over at the empty desk where Loni would be sitting during his last class. He could vividly picture her naked thighs and pussy under the desk top. Thinking about her, he excitedly wondered if she'd still not be wearing panties today.
He was almost beside himself with anxiety when the beautiful youngster finally showed up for his last class. He kept eagerly waiting for her to cross her legs or glance up and blow him a kiss, but she just sat very quietly, staring into her book.
Loni was staring blankly at the printed pages, her mind completely on Kent Bradley and the rotten trick he'd played on her. She had certainly enjoyed sucking on his cock, but she detested him for lying to her. She had wanted to go to the dance with him so fuckin' badly, and now the rotten bastard had only used her for a blow job. She was going to get even with Kent and that Pam Clayborn someday. She didn't know how, but she knew damn well she'd make them pay for her humiliation.
Glancing up, she noticed that Mr. Collins was staring at her with a strange wild expression in his eyes. Loni smiled sweetly at him, recalling how she'd turned the handsome teacher on yesterday. As he quickly turned his eyes away, the cock-happy youngster suddenly wondered if he liked having his cock sucked. He was thirty years old, and her teacher, but it would be fun to try and make a play for his prick. She knew that she'd never touch Kent's cock again, and it might be real fun to suck on Mr. Collins' prick if she could seduce him into letting her do it.
When Loni had caught him staring at her, Dale Collins had quickly averted his eyes, and now he was dying to glance over at her again. When he couldn't resist it any longer, he once more turned his eyes toward the youngster. Her attention seemed to be on her book, but the girl was fondling her fully exposed slit with her finger as she'd done yesterday. He couldn't believe the way her middle finger was sliding in and out of her hot, dripping pussy. Dale Collins' cock was throbbing violently in his pants as the child continued masturbating herself directly in front of him.
"Mr. Collins," she suddenly spoke up, her finger still in her pussy. "Could you help me with this problem? It just doesn't make sense to me."
Thrusting his hand into his pocket, trying to conceal his bursting hard-on, he walked over to Loni's desk to help her with her math problem.
When he leaned over, the youngster deftly withdrew her pussy-drenched finger and pressed it gently against her teacher's lips.
"D'ay like it?" she whispered.
"What is it?" he asked nervously, pretending not to know.
"Cunt juice," Loni answered in a teasing, hushed voice. "Pure cunt juice. Lick it."
Trembling with lust, the teacher discreetly ran his tongue up the length of her slippery wet finger.
"Does it taste good?" she whispered.
"Yes, Loni, it does," he answered in an excited trembling voice, not wanting the other students to know what was going on. "Now what is your problem?"
"I just wanted you to know that I have plenty of pussy-juice available if you're interested," she smiled.
After once more licking the length of her finger, Dale Collins walked unsteadily back to his desk. He couldn't comprehend the actions of this hot little nymphet and his cock throbbed madly beneath his desk.
When the bell rang to signal the end of class, Loni remained seated until the rest of the students had rushed out of the door.
"Hi," she giggled, walking up to his desk. "I could do something real neat to your hard cock if you'll drive me home."
"I'm sorry, Loni," he nervously smiled. "I can't get involved with my students."
"Then how are you going to relieve that big hard-on?" she asked in a teasing voice.
"Loni," he tried to reason with her. "You're just a youngster and I'm your teacher."
"No," she giggled, "I'm just a youngster with hot pants and you're my teacher with a fantastic hard-on."
"No, Loni," he argued as she moved around behind his desk. "It's out of the question."
"Bullshit," she laughed, reaching down and grabbing at his throbbing cock. "That big beauty needs attention, and I want to take care of it."
Dale Collins almost shot his load when the youngster began fondling his lurching hard-on through his pants.
"Feel this," she whispered, taking his hand and guiding it up between her open thighs until his finger contacted her wet open pussy.
The frustrated teacher was shaking with uncontrollable lust as his middle finger slid up into the hot, squishy flesh of her slippery young slit.
"Oh, Mr. Collins," she teased, writhing her dripping cunt around his deeply imbedded finger. "You've just gotta drive me home."
"All right, Loni," he surrendered. "Meet me at the corner in ten minutes."
A little later, when she was sitting beside her teacher in his car, Loni reached over and gently massaged the big bulge in his pants while he drove.
"Where are we going?" she asked as he made a left turn.
"Over to my sister's house," he explained. "She's out of town for a few days and I have the key to it."
Loni was almost out of her mind with desire to suck his big dick by the time he turned into the driveway of his sister's home. Grasping her hand, he rushed the youngster into the house before the neighbors could see her.
"Okay, honey," he panted when Loni seated herself on a couch. "You asked for it."
The little blonde was trembling with excitement as she watched the man tearing his clothes off in front of her.
"Oh, Mr. Collins," she gasped when he was standing naked with his big bursting cock thrusting up in front of her. "That's the biggest prick I've ever seen."
"Hurry," he sobbed with passion.
Loni responded by dropping to her knees in front of him and inserting his big meaty cock-head into her mouth.
"Take your dress off!" he shouted, pulling the girl to her feet.
"Why?"
"You can't fuck with your clothes on," the trembling man panted.
"We're not gonna fuck," she whispered in a teasing voice. "I'm gonna suck you off."
"Bullshit!" he roared, ripping off her dress. "We're fucking!"
"No," she shouted, her naked body suddenly trembling with fear. "I just want to suck you off."
"Sorry, baby," the sexually aroused teacher roared, throwing her back on the couch. "You asked for it and you're gonna get it!"
"Please, Mr. Collins," she sobbed. "I'm still a virgin."
"That's a laugh," he shouted. "You've probably been fucked by every kid in school."
"No," she begged. "I'm a virgin."
"You lousy little prick-teaser," he hissed. "You might be a fuckin' virgin, but you won't be when I'm finished."
The man was out of his mind with the lust she'd flamed in his loins. He was no longer able to control his actions. The only thing that mattered in his crazed mind was to bury his aching cock into the hot little nymphet's cunt.
"Please!" she screamed when he threw his big naked body over hers. Loni stared fearfully up into his wild eyes, realizing that she was going to be raped.
She sobbed and tried to bite him when she felt his strong hands pawing between her upper legs, slowly forcing them apart. She could feel his big wet cock-head rubbing between her naked thighs as he guided it into position.
"No!" she screamed, hysterical with fear. "Please don't. Oh Christ, please don't. I'm a virgin! I'M A VIRGIN!"
He was snorting like a wild bull as he hovered over her with his massive cock-head nudged between her trembling cunt-lips.
"Please, Mr. Collins," she begged. "Please don't do it. I'm still a virgin."
"Bullshit," he sneered. "You've been fucked by every stud in town. You asked for it, baby, and you're gonna get it!"
His prick felt like a fat end of a baseball bat as he tried to force it through her tight little cunt-mouth. A pain like a searing hot poker shot through her cunt when his massive cock-head ripped through her small opening. Clawing desperately at his shoulders with her sharp nails, she could feel his vicious tool plowing deeper into her unused fuck-hole.
"Oh, God!" she shrieked. "Don't! Please take it out! It hurts! It hurts! IT HURTS!"
He gave another mighty lunge and Loni felt the sharp pain of her hymen being ripped apart as his crazily aroused dong rammed deeper into her pain-racked cunt. He gave another lunge and slumped heavily onto her chest, panting noisily from his excited, gaping mouth. Feeling his big lusty balls between the crack of her quivering ass, Loni realized that she'd taken the full length of his cruelly thick cock.
"Please take it out," she sobbed, tears running down her damp, flushed cheeks.
"Not on your life," he panted. "We're just getting started, baby, just getting started."
She hated him. Loni had always liked the handsome math teacher, but now she loathed him more than anything in the world. She had never despised anyone so much in her life.
With his hard naked body pressed down tightly over Loni's, the teacher began slowly sliding his big cock back and forth in her tight little cunt. He would draw back until only about half of his prick remained in her hole, and then slide it back up into the hot wet depths of her slit. He continued this slow rhythmic fucking for several minutes without changing his tempo.
"D'ya like this, baby?" he whispered, feeling her tense body beginning to relax.
"No, you bastard," she hissed. "I hate it."
But in spite of herself, Loni began feeling a strange tingling in her twat as the teacher's big prick continued sliding back and forth in her hot wet cunt-flesh. The rather exciting feeling was very faint at first, but it slowly mounted as the initial pain of his brutal entry began imperceptibly changing to pleasure. She didn't know how or when it had happened, but Loni slowly became aware that she was unconsciously responding to his thrusts with little quivers deep in her cunt.
She despised him for what he'd done, but after several minutes of his steady, gentle fucking, Loni couldn't deny the deliciously intense feelings in her quivering young pussy. It was a joy she'd never experienced before, and she began squirming beneath him, writhing her cunt up to receive his rhythmic thrusts.
Moaning softly, she was greedily taking him now, grinding her twat up around his plunging cock. With her eyes squeezed shut, and her head rolling from side to side on the sofa, she was bouncing and wriggling beneath him, her cunt sucking and squeezing around his hard, slippery . cock.
His thick dong felt so big in her tight little snatch, and it reached places that brought her sensations she'd never dreamed possible. Her fingers had never been able to bring her the complete joy she was receiving from her teacher's throbbing cock.
"Oh, Mr. Collins," she mewled as her inexperienced cunt muscles began instinctively sucking and squeezing against the meaty rigidness of his plunging shaft. "Your big prick feels so fuckin' good in me."
Looking up at her teacher's face, Loni could see that his eyes were glazed with joy as he kept thrusting into her, lifting her young ass off the cushion with every powerful plunge of his fantastic prick. She was suddenly pleased that her body was giving him so much obvious pleasure. After all, he was carrying her to heights of ecstasy that she'd never dreamed possible. All her hate was completely erased from her cock-crazy mind.
"Oh, give it to me, Mr. Collins," she squealed, wrapping her soft thighs tightly around his waist. "Give it to me good!"
"Take it, baby," the lust-crazed man roared, slamming his cock into her cunt with even more force. "You asked for it, kid, now you're getting it.
Take it, baby! Take it!"
"Oooooooh, yes," she shrieked. "That's it, Mr. Collins. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
He began driving into her with all his strength, his pistoning cock growing bigger with each wild thrust. Only moments away from climaxing, his muscular legs were quivering and sweat was dripping from his heaving body.
"Don't stop, Mr. Collins," Loni sobbed, clutching him tighter in her arms, frantically rubbing her tits against his hairy chest. "Don't stop! I'm almost there, baby, almost there!"
"Don't worry, honey," he panted. "I'm almost there, too. Get ready, kid. I'm gonna shoot your cunt full."
"Oh, yes," she squealed. "Squirt me full, baby! Fill me up!"
Still thrusting his cock frantically in and out of her juice-slickened twat, he lowered his face and covered his hot open mouth with his lips, thrusting his tongue deep into her throat.
"Oooooh, Mr. Collins," she gasped as their tongues entwined in a deep soul kiss. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
Lifting his head and rearing back, he rammed the full length of his cock up into her cunt with a last vicious stroke.
"Take it, baby! Take my fuckin' jizz!" he screamed.
Loni could feel it gushing out of his exploding cock-head as the man's thick, hot cum splattered against her cuntal walls. It spewed out in spurt after spurt until his lust-bloated balls were completely emptied.
"God, that was neat," she whispered a few minutes later as she rested in his arms.
"Am I as good as your young studs?" he asked the pretty youngster.
"I wasn't lying," she whispered. "That was the first time I've ever been fucked."
"Arc you shitting me?" he asked with disbelief.
"It's the truth," she giggled. "But it sure as hell wasn't my last time."
"When will the next time be?" he asked.
"The minute your fuckin' cock gets hard again," she whispered, slipping his prick into her mouth.
CHAPTER THREE
Because of Kent Bradley's slipping grades, the high school principal had asked Dale Collins to tutor him in math so the young athlete could remain on the football team. Kent was a bit pissed off about it, but reluctantly agreed to spend two evenings week with Dale Collins at the teacher's home. He would have much rather spent his time with his girl friend, Pam Clayborn, but if he wanted to stay on the team, he had no other choice.
When he rang the doorbell at Dale Collins' home for his first session, it was answered by the math teacher's wife.
"Hello," he smiled, surprised at how attractive Collins' wife was. "I'm Kent Bradley."
"Oh, yes, Kent," she smiled. "Please come in. Mr. Collins will be home in a few minutes."
Sitting in the living room with the teacher's wife, the young football player couldn't get over the woman's beauty. Her simple black dress set off her creamy white complexion and big limpid brown eyes. Peg's shimmering black hair feel well down her shoulders. When she seated herself on the sofa across from Kent, he couldn't believe the creamy smoothness of her bare thighs beneath her short black dress. He sure hadn't expected old Dale Collins to have a delicious wife like this.
"Mr. Collins called earlier," she explained. "He said he might be a few minutes late."
"That's all right," the young athlete smiled, staring boldly at Peg's bare thighs.
Conscious of the young man's eyes on her legs, she felt a little flicker of excitement. Peg had never thought of being unfaithful to her husband, but she was always pleased when other men paid any attention to her. It was that little reassurance that all lovely women enjoy. She often wished that Dale paid more attention to her than he did. When he was hot to fuck, her husband was unusually attentive, but most of the time he rarely noticed what she was wearing or even how her hair was styled. She realized that she hadn't been very enthusiastic about sex with Dale lately, but she felt it was his fault as much as hers. Over the nine years of their marriage, he'd not once varied his sexual pattern. As time passed, she had come to know and expect every move and caress from her husband. He'd never once varied his approach, and Peg sometimes felt she could scream from the same boring routine. How she'd hoped that he'd do something new and exciting in bed, but as time passed, she reluctantly gave up any hope, and gradually reached the point where she'd rather avoid sex than tolerate the boredom. Even with their unsatisfactory sex life, Peg loved Dale too much to leave him and she knew he felt the same way about her.
Sitting there, talking to the virile young athlete, Peg wondered how the handsome nineteen-year-old would treat a girl in bed. From his muscular appearance, she decided he would be aggressively rough, but with a certain tenderness that would make him a fantastic young lover. She momentarily envied the pretty high-school girls who were enjoying this handsome young stud's cock.
Their idle conversation was interrupted by the ring of the telephone, and when Peg answered she was surprised to hear her husband's voice. Dale explained how something had come up at school that would keep him tied up until after midnight. Neglecting to tell Peg that he was actually at his sister's house with little Loni Baker, Dale asked his wife to apologize to Kent for breaking their appointment.
Slowly hanging up the phone, Peg realized that until now she'd been expecting her husband home any moment, but now she felt completely alone in the house with Kent, and was strangely reluctant to let him leave.
"That was my sister," she lied, returning to the living room.
Sitting down and drawing her short skirt up higher than before, she couldn't understand what had prompted her to lie to the young man. She had no intention of trying to seduce the boy, but for some strange reason, she didn't want him to leave. There was something deliciously wicked about being alone in the house with the young football player.
Trying to carry on a conversation with Kent, Peg began trembling so violently that she excused herself and, going into the kitchen, she belted down a half glass of straight Scotch. She rarely drank, but tonight she wanted to steady her shaking nerves.
Returning, they continued discussing the high-school football team, that seemed destined to win the regional championship for the first time in years. His enthusiasm was reflected in his excited descriptions of the recent games the team had played. Watching his big expressive hands, Peg suddenly wondered how they would feel against her bare tits. She could almost feel them pawing roughly between her thighs, groping wildly for her slippery wet cunt. Watching him, she excitedly wondered how he would handle a naked woman in his bed. Staring at the boy's crotch, Peg could almost visualize a big stiff cock thrusting up from between his legs. Her head already reeling from the Scotch, Peg stumbled back out to the kitchen for another stiff shot. She'd never been so completely un-nerved in her life and she didn't know how to cope with the situation.
Returning to the living room, she seemed to be drawn as if by a magnet to the couch where Kent was sitting. Seating herself next to him, she crossed her legs and hiked her skirt almost up to her hips. Even with her mind clouded with Scotch, she was still aware of the way Kent was staring at the naked flesh of her bare thigh that she was pressing against his leg.
The feel of her hot naked flesh burning through the material of his jeans set a wild tremor racing through the boy's loins. The beautiful woman was ten years his senior, but she was driving him crazy. He had a wild desire to thrust his hands down between her bare thighs and grind his fingers into the warm moistness of her hairy cunt, and only the realization that she was his teacher's wife kept him from doing it.
Wild thoughts were exploding all through Peg's alcohol-clouded mind. She was wondering how it would feel to have him suddenly grab her and press her warm body against his muscular frame. The thought of his big strong hands mauling her tits sent delicious little sparks popping in her hot, itching pussy. She realized he was only a nineteen-year-old kid, but she'd never been so . aroused in her life. The desire to have him hold her in his strong arms was almost overwhelming. It wouldn't have to go any further than that, she tried to reason with herself. It would be so exciting just to be pressed close to him for a few brief seconds.
Unable to control her emotions any longer, she suddenly took his arm and placed it around her shoulders, resting her face against his chest. At first he sat completely stunned, making no move at all, and then he gently lifted her face and lowered his mouth down over hers. Trembling with uncontrolled passion, she slipped her hot wet tongue between his lips.
"Mrs. Collins," he stammered, gently pulling away. "Your husband could walk in any second."
"No," she whispered. "He won't be home until quite late."
"What?" he gasped, springing to his feet.
"That was Dale on the phone," she confessed. "He won't be home until after midnight."
"Jesus Christ," he muttered. "I'd better get the hell out of here."
"Why?"
"You know why," the young athlete panted. "If I stay here, we're both asking for trouble."
"Oh, Kent," she whispered, standing up and throwing her arms around him. "Please don't leave me. Please, not yet."
Standing on her tiptoes, she threw her arms around him, frantically grinding her hot pussy against his groin. A delicious tingle raced through her twat at the feel of his stiff dong pressing against her through his pants. Realizing for the first time that he was as hot as she was, Peg screwed her cunt up even tighter against his big throbbing bulge.
Completely overcome with the beautiful woman's wild passion, Kent reached down behind her and pulled the short dress up over her hips. Slipping his big hands beneath the elastic band of her bikini panties, he peeled them down over her softly rounded little bottom. When the flimsy wisp of underwear had slithered down over her shapely legs to the floor, he cupped her buttocks into his hands, his fingers digging into the soft resilient flesh of her bare globes. Kneading his fingers into the hot moist crevice between her splayed ass-cheeks, he pulled her writhing pussy tighter against the throbbing lump in his pants.
"Oh, Kent," she sobbed, her hands frantically trying to lower the zipper on his jeans. "I want your cock, baby. Christ, I want your hard prick!"
Finally dropping the boy's pants down around his ankles, Peg grasped his cock, clinging to it with a wild desperation. The feel of his thick meaty shaft pulsating in her fingers was almost blowing her mind. There was a throbbing hardness to his lurching dong that sent wave after wave of passion washing through her trembling body. She knew that she was doing wrong, but she clung to his stiff dong as if her life depended on it.
When Kent finally removed her dress, he was shocked to see that she hadn't been wearing a bra. It was amazing how her big firm tits thrust out in front of her with absolutely no sag.
Grasping her shoulders, he stepped back to gaze at her. Just below her deliciously rounded little belly was the thickest bush of silky black pussy hairs he'd ever seen. Her slippery pink slit was peeking out wetly from the triangular nest. Little droplets of pussy juice were glistening on the slippery flesh of her puffy little cunt-lips.
"Do you like it?" she whispered excitedly, seeing the admiration in his eyes. "It's all yours, baby. Do anything you want with it."
With his virile young prick throbbing with lust, the muscular athlete picked Peg up and carried her to the sofa.
"Oh, Kent," she whispered. "Please fuck me, Kent. I need it so badly."
As the eager youth crawled between her widely parted legs, Peg could feel his hot wet cock-head slithering against the smooth sensitive flesh of her naked inner thigh. Reaching down, she excitedly grasped the big dong that Kent was slowly guiding toward her steaming fuck-hole.
"Oh, baby," she panted, rubbing the head of his cock against the warm juicy flesh of her open cunt-lips. "Shove it in, honey. Give it to me!"
Feeling her fiery cunt-mouth nibbling sensually on his bloated cock-head. Kent gave a wild lurch, driving the entire length of iiis prick up into the delicious depths of her slippery hot slit.
"Ohhhhh! Aaaaauuuuuggggghhhhh!" she squealed with both pain and ecstasy, feeling his stiff young cock ripping up through her boiling hot cuntal passage, completely filling it with hard male meat. The kid was only nineteen, but his stiff young prick felt fantastic to the teacher's sizzling wife.
"Christ, your cock feels good, honey," Peg whispered, screwing her excited twat up tighter against his hard muscular body to make certain that every inch of his steel-hard tool was imbedded in her hungry cunt. Feeling his thick dong pulsating against the tightly stretched walls of her hot pussy, Peg squirmed frantically beneath him. She couldn't believe that she was actually allowing, even encouraging one of her husband's students to ball her. Peg knew it was wrong and crazy to be doing this, but it felt so fucking good, she didn't give a shit.
After two or three initial thrusts, Kent settled down to a steady rhythm of deliciously smooth strokes into the sucking hotness of her slippery pussy. Peg was sobbing and mewling with ecstasy as wild new sensations raced like electric shocks through every excited nerve in her lusting body. With her arms wrapped tightly around the young athlete's muscular shoulders, Peg could feel her big bare tits squishing deliciously against his heaving chest as Kent fucked his big cock in and out of her sucking cunt.
"That's fuckin', baby! That's real fuckin'," she squealed, snaking her soft naked thighs around his waist. Peg could hear and feel a steady stream of hot pussy-juice squishing out of her clasping cunt as his thick tool plunged deeper and deeper into her scalding fuck-hole. With her grasping twat sucking on the rock-hard length of his plunging rod, Peg could feel every sinew and vein of his cock rubbing lusciously against her inner flesh.
"Ooooooh, you sweet baby!" she squealed with intense joy, feeling his stiff dick ripping up through her hot, sucking fuck-hole. "That's real fuckin', baby, real fuckin'!"
Mewling incessantly beneath the lurching young athlete, Peg was wildly throwing her cunt up to meet every thrust of his hard, plunging dong. Grasping his sinewy ass-cheeks in her hands, she pulled him violently toward her, arching her hips up to take the full length of his magnificent tool. The grasping lips of her frothy cunt were sucking and milking at the very base of his shaft, trying desperately to suck even more of his cock into her hot, greedy pussy.
Kent could feel his cock-head growing bigger and bigger as it slithered against the soft fleshy ridges of Peg's hot, squeezing cuntal walls. It felt like his big blood-engorged cock would explode from the exquisite sucking action of the woman's frothy cunt.
Continuing to drive his enraged prick in and out of her scalding fuck-hole, he could feel her big hot nipples burning into his bare chest.
"Oh, Kent!" she shrieked, pounding her bare heels against his back. "You sweet fuckin' baby. Oh shit, honey, it feel so shittin' good!"
Frantically increasing the tempo of their mutual thrusts, Kent could feel a glorious sensation building up in his balls, and realized he was rapidly approaching a wild climax.
"Oh Christ, Kent, I'm gonna come!" Peg screamed, frantically throwing the back of her knees over his shoulders, offering the full length of her open, puffy slit to his relentlessly pounding cock. "Fuck me harder! HARDER! HARDER!"
Wildly clutching at the young football player, she sank her teeth and nails into his bare shoulders as her ecstasy soared almost beyond her endurance. His virile young cock was pounding viciously into her wet sucking cunt, slithering deliciously against her throbbing, screaming clitty.
"Ooooooooh, Kent, baby!" she shrieked, exploding into a wild orgasm when she felt the youth's hot fuck-cream gushing out of his big bursting cock-head. "That's it, honey! Squirt me good! Squirt! Squirt! I'm coming! I'M COMIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!"
Shuddering violently, she ground her cunt up tighter around the base of his throbbing dick, thoroughly enjoying the spurts of cum-cream still belching into her glowing twat. It was the most fulfilling orgasm she'd ever experienced in her entire life.
"Kent," she whispered a few minutes later as they slowly regained their strength. "Please don't leave for a while. My husband won't be home until late."
"I don't intend to leave yet," he smiled, thinking how surprised his team-mates were going to be when he told them he'd spent the night fucking old Dale Collins' wife.
Looking down at his limp, wet prick, Peg suddenly had a crazy desire to suck it back to hardness. She knew that many woman sucked off their men, but it was something she had never attempted with her husband. The desire to suck his young cock became stronger and stronger as she rolled his flaccid dick around between her thumb and forefinger. Shaking with excitement, she slid down and slipped his soft cock into her mouth. She was pleasantly surprised with the faintly salty flavor of the bitter-sweet semen that still clung to the skin of his prick. She had expected his cock to have a rather rancid taste, but she found the texture and flavor to be quite exhilarating.
She could feel his cock springing quickly back to life as she avidly sucked and Licked the rapidly swelling dong-head. Within a matter of a very few minutes, it was once more a big throbbing dick.
Clutching the base of his shaft in her hand, Peg began greedily licking the entire surface of his swollen cock-head. She felt his body shudder with delight when her hot wet tongue contacted the sensitive underside of his big mushroom-shaped knob, and Peg knew she'd discovered an erotic nerve center. She began nibbling at the area with a feather-light pressure that almost teased him wild. Momentarily deserting his cock-head, she began licking the entire length of his prick-shaft. Kent's big muscular legs were jerking with excitement as her tongue slithered all around the underside of his meaty dick. He let out a wild low moan when her tongue moved down under his big sperm-bloated balls. Wildly stimulated by the warm musky scent of his sweaty nut-sac, Peg began greedily sucking his balls in and out of her wet, slurping mouth.
Finally sliding her lips back up the underside of his wet glistening prick, she opened her mouth and closed it over his throbbing cock-head.
"Oh Christ," the young man gasped as her hot wet lips locked themselves around the base of his swollen knob.
Peg had never dreamed that a big meaty cock would taste and feel so good in her mouth. Sucking frantically, she swirled her tongue rapidly around the base of his sensitive knob, loving the feeling of his thick prick filling her slurping mouth. Sliding her hot wet lips up and down over his lurching dick, she could feel the youth's bloated cock-head nudging softly against the back of her throat. With each bob of her head, the sex-starved woman was taking his cock deeper and deeper into her hot sucking mouth.
"Jesus Christ," he sobbed in a shaken voice. "Don't stop, Mrs. Collins! I'm gonna shoot my load! For Christ's sake, don't stop!"
Thrilled at the prospect of tasting his hot jizz, Peg sucked deeper and harder on his bursting dong.
She couldn't wait to feel his fuck-cream squirting into her eager mouth.
"Here it comes, Mrs. Collins," he panted, thrusting his exploding dick deeper into her throat. "Here it comes!"
She hadn't expected his cock to fire such a huge load, and the frantically sucking woman had to swallow rapidly as spurt after spurt of his thick cum spewed into her mouth. Finding the taste wildly exciting, she sucked savagely on his squirting prick, not wanting to waste a single drop of this delicious fluid.
When the last stringy drop of jizz had been sucked from the end of his cock, Kent fell back, completely exhausted by Peg's exquisite blow job.
CHAPTER FOUR
Kent Bradley slipped over to the Collins' house the next day during his lunch hour where he and the teacher's wife enjoyed another wild fuck. The following noon, he appeared with one of his team-mates, and though at first Peg was reluctant, she was finally persuaded to take both boys into her bed. Kent was soon bringing more of his friends with him, and Peg was thoroughly enjoying these lusty young athletes. She knew that all hell would break loose if her husband ever found out about it, but she was enjoying herself too much to worry about the consequences.
In the meantime, Dale was so involved with his fifteen-year-old nymphet that he was paying very little attention to what was going on at his home. Every afternoon when school was dismissed, Dale drove Loni over to his sister's house where they could carry on their illicit affair in secret.
Loni was having a real ball with the teacher, but she was still pissed off that she wouldn't be able to attend the homecoming dance. The party was strictly an affair for upperclassmen, and the only way a sophomore could attend would be as the date of a junior or senior.
"Mr. Collins," she asked at his sister's house one afternoon while she was lazily licking his big hairy balls. "Are you going to the homecoming dance?"
"Yes," he answered. "All faculty members attend."
"I wish you'd take me," she sighed.
"You know I can't," he smiled. "I have to take my wife."
"Is she pretty?"
"Very," he answered.
"Shit," Loni pouted, removing her mouth from his spit-drenched nut-sac. "I wanta go."
"You'll be able to go next year," he tried to console her.
"I want to go this year," the youngster sighed. "Maybe an upperclassman will invite you," he suggested.
"I don't know any of them, and the dance is next Friday night," she sulked.
"Loni," he said, an idea crossing his mind. "Do you know Dennis Crawford?"
"I don't think so," she mused, once more lapping her wet tongue across his balls. "Who is he?"
"He's the captain of the debating team," he answered.
"Oh," she started to giggle. "You mean that skinny kid with the thick glasses?"
"I guess that's a pretty fair description," the teacher smiled as the youngster's wet little tongue slid across his nut-sac.
"What about him?" she asked.
"He doesn't have a date to the dance," Dale continued.
"I'll bet he doesn't," she giggled. "That little creep's a real nerd."
"Would you like to go with him?"
"What?" she gasped.
"He told me he wants to go," the teacher explained. "But he's too shy to ask a girl."
"So?"
"Weil," he suggested. "Maybe I could arrange it for you to go with him."
"No thanks," Loni giggled, sucking the head of his cock into her mouth.
"It's one way for you to get to the dance," he explained.
"Would I have to ride on the handlebars of his bike?" she laughed. "That drip doesn't even drive a car."
"Well," he panted, feeling her hot lips sucking deeply on his prick. "My wife and I could drive you both to the party in our car."
"You mean we could go with you?" she asked excitedly.
"It might be arranged," he smiled. "I'll have to talk to Dennis about it."
"Okay," she sighed. "I'll go with him if you take us."
Loni had seen Dennis Crawford around school and wasn't too enthusiastic about the arrangement, but it would at least be a way for her to attend the dance. Dennis was a shy, studious boy who was a senior at the age of only sixteen. He was a skinny kid with shaggy faded hair and big thick-lensed glasses.
When they picked Loni up that Friday night, Mr. Collins accompanied Dennis up to the door because of the boy's shyness. After Loni had quickly introduced Dennis and Mr. Collins to her parents, they hurried down to the car.
Sitting in the back seat with the shy boy, Loni couldn't keep her eyes away from Mr. Collins' wife, who was riding in front with her husband. She was the most beautiful person Loni had ever seen, and she was so sweet and cheerful. Loni wondered why the teacher was fooling around with her when he had such a sweet and gorgeous wife.
"Do you like dances?" Loni asked, turning to her shy date who was sitting nervously beside her.
"I guess so," he stammered. "I've never been to one."
"We'll have fun," she continued in a gay voice, feeling a bit sorry for the strange kid. "I've never danced," he confessed.
"Don't worry," she smiled. "I'll try to teach you. It's easy."
"Will you really?" Dennis asked, warming up to Loni's friendliness.
"Of course I will. We'll have a ball."
When they arrived, the gym was gaily decorated, and it was about half filled with laughing, shouting students and a handful of faculty members.
Loni felt a bit embarrassed at first as she didn't know anyone, and the upperclassmen who knew Dennis seemed to ignore the boy.
"Come on, Dennis," Loni laughed, leading him to a more or less deserted corner. "Let's have a dancing lesson."
She quickly showed him a few basic movements, and although he was a bit clumsy, he had a fair sense of rhythm. She could see his eyes shining brightly through his thick glasses when he began to relax a bit.
"See," she smiled, when the music stopped for a minute. "It's fun, isn't it?"
His big smile was proof that he was enjoying himself. When the music started again, she cautiously led him out into the center of the floor where they joined the other dancers. Excited by the hard beat of the bass and the movement of the dancers, Dennis soon felt quite at ease on the floor.
A little later while Loni was talking to Dennis during an intermission, they heard a lot of cheering and clapping near the front entrance. The band immediately struck up the school fight song and to a wild roar of applause, Kent Bradley strode into the gym with Pam Clayborn. The students stomped and screamed excitedly to their football hero as the handsome athlete waved his arms at the crowd. The cheers increased as they moved across the room toward the bandstand. Passing in front of Loni and Dennis, he looked directly at the girl, giving no sigh of recognition. Loni felt like puking as she saw Pam Clayborn beaming up at Kent. Once again Loni was filled with bitter hatred for the red-haired girl. If it hadn't been for that bitch, she would have been in the limelight with the football star rather than in the shadows with creepy Dennis Crawford.
From the moment Kent and Pam entered the room, the evening was spoiled for Loni. She spent her entire time watching the couple, her hate for Pam increasing with every minute. Later as she and Dennis were talking to Mr. and Mrs. Collins, Loni noticed that Pam was dancing with a very distinguished man she'd never seen before.
"Who is that?" she asked Dale Collins.
"That's George Clayborn, Pam's father," he replied.
"I thought he was a banker," muttered Loni. "What's he doing here?"
"He's the chairman of the school board," Dale explained. "He's a fine gentleman."
Loni decided she hated George Clayborn as much as she hated his fucking daughter.
Later, when Peg Collins had graciously asked Dennis Crawford to dance with her, Loni began searching for Dale. Wandering through the crowd, she noticed Mr. Clayborn standing alone in a corner. Turning, she walked toward him with a devious plan slowly developing in her hate-filled mind. Moving slowly, she worked her way until she was standing next to the man.
"Hi," she smiled up to him with her big gold-flecked brown eyes, casually brushing her long blonde hair back from her innocent-looking face. "Aren't you Mr. Clayborn?"
"Yes, I am," he answered politely.
"I'm Loni Baker," the girl continued. "I saw you dancing with Pam and I just knew you must be her father. She's such a sweet girl."
"Thank you," he beamed. "My wife and I are very proud of her."
"You should be," Loni sighed. "She's such a beautiful girl."
"You're very attractive yourself," the man answered, looking down at the petite little blonde.
"It's nice of you to say that," she sighed. "But I don't see a mad rush of men asking me to dance."
"Well, Loni," he asked. "Would you care to dance with me? I'm not as nimble as these young football players, but I'm willing to try."
"I'd love to," she half whispered, holding out her arms to him.
Moving onto the floor, Loni was pleased that this was one of the few slower tempos the band had played all night. This gave her an opportunity to move closer to him than she could have with a faster rhythm.
Mr. Clayborn was a tall, well-built man in his early forties, and Loni found him to be a graceful dancer. He was actually quite handsome with his gray-streaked dark hair and gentle brown eyes.-
"You dance very well," she smiled up to him.
"I've had years of practice," the man laughed as he swung her around on the floor.
They were dancing past one of the exits when Loni stumbled and fell to the floor.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Mr. Clayborn gasped, helping the girl to her feet.
"It wasn't your fault," she whispered, holding on to him for support. "I must have turned my ankle."
"Can you stand?" he asked.
"Oooooh, no, it hurts," she sobbed, pretending to put her weight on it.
"I'd better get a doctor," he suggested solicitously.
"That won't be necessary," she whispered in a pained voice. "If you could just help me down the hall to the first-aid room, I'll wrap it up."
"But don't you think a doctor should look at it?" he asked.
"Not really," she smiled. "This has happened before. If I bind it tight, I'll be all right."
Holding onto his arm, she limped through the exit and down the hall. As he helped her through the door of the first-aid room, Loni quietly closed the bolt behind them.
"There should be some tape and bandages in that cabinet," she said, pointing across the room as she sat down on the edge of the high hospital bed.
When he returned with the items, Loni was sitting with her short skirt pulled high and her thighs widely parted.
"Could you wrap it for me?" she asked in a slightly pained voice.
Kneeling in front of her, Mr. Clayborn was startled at the sight of her naked pussy, blatantly exposed, only inches from his eyes. His hands began trembling with excitement as he stared at her slippery little slit, surrounded by downy golden pussy hairs. Despite his dignified appearance and impeccable reputation, the lecherous banker had secretly enjoyed the twats of many of his young female employees over the years, but had never seen one as fresh and sweet as Loni's. He thought that the innocent young girl was completely unaware of what she was doing, but he was thoroughly enjoying the sight of her cunt.
Loni could see the wild look in his lusting eyes, but pretended not to notice it.
"That feels better already," she whispered as Mr. Clayborn slowly wrapped her ankle with his trembling fingers. Loni was pleased when she noted the big throbbing bulge in his pants, becoming more confident that she would have her revenge on Pam.
Staring up at her pussy as he slowly worked, the banker was dying to slip his tongue up into her sweet young slit, but thought that the quiet young girl would certainly be revolted, and probably scream for help. As much as he was aching to taste and fondle the youngster's delicious little pussy, he knew that he'd have to be satisfied to only look at it.
"Ooooooh, Mr. Clayborn," Loni winced with pain. "I have a cramp in my leg."
"Where?" he asked.
"Right here," she sobbed, pointing to a spot high up on her inner thigh. "Please rub it for me."
His cock was throbbing violently as he followed . the girl's directions and began massaging the soft flesh of her thigh, only an inch or so below her cunt.
"Oh, Mr. Clayborn," she giggled, "your finger just brushed against my pussy."
"I'm sorry," he stammered nervously, quickly lowering his hand.
"That's all right," she laughed. "It felt good."
"What?" he gasped.
"It felt good," Loni repeated. "I like men to play with my twat. It makes me feel all hot and juicy."
The lecherous banker just stared at the girl, unable to believe what she'd said. Loni had actually invited him to play with her cute little cunt.
"Are you serious?" he gasped.
"Sure," the little blonde giggled. "Stick your finger in my twat and see how hot and juicy it gets."
Needing no further encouragement, the man spread her smooth young thighs wider apart with his trembling hands and quickly buried his face in the moist warmth of her wet, hairy little slit.
"Oooooooh, Mr. Clayborn," Loni squealed with joy when she felt his thick wet tongue slithering up into her cunt. "What are you doing?"
Even Mr. Collins had never tongue-fucked her before and the sensation was incredible. The child's little body was quivering from head to toe as the man's tongue slashed around in the hot sensitive flesh of her writhing young pussy. This wild new ecstasy was almost blowing the youngster's mind.
"Oh, Mr. Clayborn," she sobbed. "It's so fuckin' good. Oh, God, it's so good ... so good ... so good!"
The man had sucked plenty of young cunts in his life, but he'd never tasted any as tangy and sweet as this one. Her delicious pussy-juices were dripping all over his tongue as it swirled and probed around in the girl's hot wet slit. He couldn't believe that this hot little nymphet who was frantically writhing her slippery cunt around his face could possibly be the same shy girl he'd been dancing with.
"Oh shit!" she shrieked when his lips began working on her hard, dangling clitty. "That's it, Mr. Clayborn! Suck it! Suck it!"
This was the wildest thing that had ever happened to the horny little girl in her short sex life. Within seconds, she felt herself plummeting toward an explosive climax that couldn't be postponed.
Lurching violently beneath his slurping mouth, Loni was enveloped by an orgasm that she'd remember for the rest of her life.
When he'd removed Ins mouth and was standing by the edge of her bed, Loni reached down and ran her fingers over the big bulge in the front of his pants.
"If you'll take your clothes off," she giggled, removing her dress, "I'll take care of that hard-on for you."
Needing no further encouragement, the man stripped off his clothes and was soon up on the bed with the naked youngster.
"That's cute," she giggled as she ran her wet tongue over the tip of his stiff prick.
"What's cute?" he asked.
"That mole," she smiled, pointing to the small heart-shaped birthmark on the top ridge of his cock. "I didn't know men had moles on their peckers."
"I've had it since birth," he smiled.
"It's cute," Loni giggled, tenderly kissing his beauty mark. "It's shaped like a heart."
Removing her lips from his throbbing dong, Loni rolled onto her back, lewdly splaying her slim young thighs.
"Let's fuck," she whispered to the older man. "Let's fuck up a storm."
As the man knelt between her silky-smooth legs, Loni excitedly grasped his lurching dong, slowly guiding it toward her hot, dripping pussy. Trembling with excitement, she rubbed the bloated head of his cock up and down between the hot wet furrow of her open slit, enjoying the feel of his big dick sliding against her juicy cunt flesh.
Feeling him arch his body for the penetration, Loni drew her knees back against her quivering tits, offering up the full length of her open slit for his assault.
"Ooooooh, Mr. Clayborn!" she squealed with delight when the man rammed the entire length of his prick up into her cunt with one long swooping thrust. His dong felt even larger than Mr. Collins' as it deliciously filled her tight young fuck-hole.
"Oh, God, that feels good," she whispered into the man's ear, grinding her hot pussy up against the base of his deeply imbedded shaft. Loni was rapidly learning that all cocks felt different, but they all felt heavenly when they were buried in her twat.
"Oh, sweet shit," she gasped when the man drew back and began thrusting his big meaty rod in and out of her clasping cunt. "It's so wonderful, Mr. Clayborn. God, that's a nice big fuck-tool!"
The feel of his big cock slithering against her widely stretched cuntal walls was driving the child wild. The hot foamy lips of her steamy twat squeezed and sucked deliciously at his stiff plunging rod.
"That's it, Mr. Clayborn," Loni sobbed, nibbling at the man's ear. "Fuck me good, baby. You're the neatest fucker in the world!"
Loni's every thought and feeling was centered around the banker's rigid cock that was sawing rhythmically in and out of her sucking twat. With her smooth young thighs wrapped tightly around the man's heaving waist, Loni was grabbing at the cheeks of his ass, pulling him deeper and deeper into her pleasure-crazed cunt.
"Jesus Christ!" she squealed, screwing her hot pussy up tighter around the base of the man's big, thrusting tool. "Give it to me good, Mr. Clayborn! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
It didn't seem possible that the child could take this sexual beating, but it was quite obvious she was enjoying every pounding stroke. The lust-crazed banker was pounding his screaming dick into her hot sucking cunt at an even faster tempo as she clawed at his ass for more.
"That's it, baby!" Loni shrieked with delight. "Faster, Mr. Clayborn, faster! I'm almost there! Faster! Faster!"
The youngster's lovely full mouth was hanging wide open as a stream of wet spit dribbled from . the corner of her trembling lips. With her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy, her nails were clawing viciously into the bare flesh of his ass, desperately trying to pull more cock into her lust-inflamed fuck-hole. Her intense ecstasy had reached an almost unendurable level when she suddenly felt an unbelievable orgasm building up in her lurching body.
"I'm coming, baby," she shrieked. "Squirt, honey, squirt! Christ, baby, fill me up! I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
Floating on a cloud of ecstasy, she could feel the man's jizz flooding into her trembling cunt as spurt after spurt of his hot fuck-cream filled her writhing belly.
Enjoying the delicious glow in her jizz-drenched twat, Loni knew she'd soon have her revenge on Pam Clayborn.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next day was Saturday and as Dale Collins spent his week-ends at home with Peg, Loni decided to go over and see her friend, Kathy Wentworth. Because she had been spending her afternoons with her teacher Loni hadn't had time to see her friend for several days.
"How could you stand that little squirt?" asked Kathy when Loni told her that Dennis Crawford had taken her to the dance.
"Oh, he's all right," Loni giggled. "He's just sorta shy."
"He looks like a creep to me," said Kathy.
"Why weren't you at the dance?" Loni asked. "You're a senior."
"No guy invited me," the older girl sighed. "And I'll be damned if I'd ask some dopey creep like Dennis Crawford."
Kathy Wentworth was a rather plain-looking girl with lank red hair, watery blue eyes and a generous sprinkling of freckles across her face. She was taller than Loni, with a thin figure and small breasts that barely showed through her blouses and sweaters.
She could hardly believe it when Loni told her about spending her afternoons in bed with their math teacher. Kathy's twat tingled and itched with vicarious excitement when her younger friend described Mr. Collins' thick cock and balls. She could vividly see his slippery wet dong sliding in and out of Loni's juicy little slit.
"What?" Kathy gasped when her friend mentioned that she'd been fucked in the first aid room by Mr. Clayborn. "Do you mean George Clayborn, the banker?"
"Sure," giggled Loni. "He even sucked my cunt til I came."
"You're shittin' me?"
"No, I'm not," swore Loni. "He's a real horny bastard."
"I can't believe it," whispered Kathy. "He's the most upstanding citizen in town."
"The only thing that's upstanding about him is his cock," giggled Loni. "I thought I'd have a tough time trying to seduce him, but he came on like a fuckin' bull."
"My God," Kathy gasped. "You've been a busy little girl. Is he a good fuck?"
"What's so cute about it?" asked Kathy, anxious to hear every detail.
"He s got a mole shaped like a heart right on his shaft," Loni giggled.
"I just can't believe that George Clayborn would fuck a fifteen-year-old kid," sighed Kathy.
"You better believe it," Loni laughed. "It was my cunt he used.""
"Shit, Loni," smiled the youngster's older friend. "You're sure fuckin' around a lot these days."
"I love it," Loni grinned. "Don't you?"
"I guess so," Kathy admitted, "But I haven't been fucked for more than a year."
"But you like to fuck, don't you?" Loni asked.
"The two or three times I've tried it didn't really turn me on that much," Kathy confessed.
"What was wrong?"
"The first time hurt like hell," she laughed. "And the next two guys popped their nuts before I hardly got started."
"Shit," giggled Loni. "What you need is a real cocksman."
"I guess you're right," Kathy sighed. "But guys aren't exactly beating the door down to get into my pants."
Loni realized her plain-looking friend wasn't exactly a sex symbol with boys flocking after her, but she thought Kathy would probably be a pretty wild piece of ass if some guy gave her the chance.
"Don't you ever get horny?" Loni asked.
"Shit yes," her friend sighed. "Sometimes it drives me crazy."
"What do you do about it?"
"Masturbate," she sighed. "You'll never know how many times I've cried myself to sleep with my finger up my cunt."
Loni was feeling terribly sorry for her friend as she slowly walked home. She wished she could find some one who would give Kathy the good fucking she needed. She decided to talk to Mr. Collins about it next week. Maybe he would let her bring Kathy over to his sister's house with them one afternoon. Loni felt certain that the teacher would enjoy Kathy's cunt once he got his cock into her, and she knew damn well that the girl would enjoy the teacher's nice hard prick.
Entering her empty house, Loni remembered that her parents had driven over to Oakdale to visit her mother's sister for the day. With nothing else to do, the youngster decided to go out into the warm sunshine on the front porch and read for a while.
She'd been sitting there for only a few minutes when she saw Dennis Crawford pull up in front of her house on his bike.
"Hi," he called to her.
"Hello, Dennis," she smiled, thinking about what Kathy had said about the boy. She was right. He was the creepiest-looking kid she'd ever seen.
"I was just passing by," he stammered as he shuffled up the walk on his skinny legs. "And I wanted to thank you again for going to the dance with me. I sure had fun."
"I did, too," Loni smiled as the youth sat down on a step below her.
"I thought maybe you'd like to go to a movie with me sometime," he stammered.
"Sometime," she hesitated. "Yes, that would be nice ... sometime."
"How about tonight?" he persisted.
"I'm sorry, Dennis," she lied, not wanting to get further involved with the creepy kid. "I'm busy tonight."
"Maybe some other time?" he asked. "Yes, maybe some other time," was her vague answer.
Loni was suddenly aware of a wild look in his eyes that was magnified by his thick glasses. The girl quickly realized that the boy could stare right up between her legs from where he was sitting below her on the steps. Because of not wearing panties, she knew her slit was completely exposed to him, and from the wild expression on his face she was certain he was enjoying the view.
Continuing the conversation, she teasingly opened her thighs a little further, wanting to give the weird kid a better look. His flushed, excited face and fast breathing amused the girl. Glancing down, she could see a huge bulge throbbing in the front of his pants. The skinny kid was a creep, but Loni suddenly had a strange urge to see what his hard little prick looked like.
Getting up, she moved down and sat next to him on the step.
"Oh, Dennis," she teased. "You were peeking at my pussy."
"No, I wasn't," he blushed.
"Yes, you were," Loni giggled. "Now tell the truth. Weren't you peeking?"
"Well, sorta," he stammered.
"And it gave you a hard-on," she teased.
"No, it didn't!"
"Then what's this," she whispered, suddenly reaching out and touching the big lump under his pants.
"Don't touch my thing," he gasped, pushing her hand away.
"Why not?" she giggled.
"It's not nice."
"It feels nice," she teased.
The excited, embarrassed youth didn't answer. He could feel the blood pounding in his ears as the pretty little girl reached for his prick again.
"Dennis," she whispered. "Have you ever seen a pussy before you peeked at mine?"
"No," he admitted.
"Would you like to come in the house and have a good look?" she smiled, gently stroking his hard bulge. "I'll even let you touch it."
When he didn't answer, she took his hand and the trembling youth followed her through the front door.
"Here it is," Loni whispered, quickly removing her dress when they were in the privacy of the living room.
The horny little nymphet was excited by the expression in his eyes, as he stared at the juicy wet lips of her golden-fringed little twat.
"D'ya like it?" she asked.
"Shit, yes," he mumbled, not removing his eyes from her pink, slippery cunt.
"Do you want to touch my pussy?" she teased. "It sure feels good."
"Sure," he gasped in a choked voice.
"Then let me see your prick," Loni whispered.
"God," he blurted. "I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"I've never let anyone look at my cock," he stammered.
"I'm showing you my pussy," she argued. "It's only fair. Now take your pants down."
Trembling like a leaf, the shy boy began nervously lowering his pants.
Loni let out an audible gasp when his cock sprang into view. The fantastic dong that was thrusting up from between the shaking youth's skinny legs was twice the size of her math teacher's big dick. She couldn't believe that any cock could be that fucking big. She had expected the creepy kid to have a funny little prick, but this massive dong was absolutely incredible.
"My God, Dennis," she gasped. "Where did you get that damned cock?"
"I guess I was born with it," he grinned, pleased that she liked his prick so much.
"Jeez, Dennis," Loni panted, still staring with disbelief at his magnificent young tool. "Let's go upstairs and play on my bed for a while."
When the two young people were spread out nakedly on the girl's bed, Loni made a wild grasp for the boy's big thick cock.
"Does that feel good?" she whispered, when his thin body gave an excited lurch.
"Jeez, yes," he sighed.
A wild fire was burning in her hot snatch as she gently handled his magnificent tool. Filled with a wild lust for his long, thick dong, she leaned down and ran her warm, wet tongue over the tip of his cock.
"What are you doing?" he gasped, his eyes almost popping out through his thick glasses. "Licking your prick," she whispered.
"But Loni," he panted.
"Shhhhhh," she smiled. "Doesn't it feel neat?"
"God, yes."
"Then relax, honey. Just relax," she whispered, slipping her wet mouth down over his big bloated cock-head. Loni was fully enjoying the taste of his hard cock as her lips and tongue wandered all over his deliciously throbbing knob.
"Gee, Loni," he whispered. "That feels so neat."
"I'm glad," she smiled. "I can't wait for you to come in my mouth."
"What?" he gasped, unable to believe what the girl had said.
"I want you to shoot my mouth full of jizz," she giggled.
"You mean squirt that shit into your mouth?" he asked in an incredulous voice.
"It's not shit," smiled Loni. "I love the taste of jizz."
Dennis had never had anything wrapped around his thick cock except his own fingers, and the hot moistness of Loni's wet mouth was incredibly exciting. He never dreamed that girls would ever want a prick in their mouths, and this was the neatest thing he'd ever felt.
From the way the youth was lurching and clawing at the sheets, Loni realized Dennis was nearing his climax. Wanting the kid's first blow-job to be a glorious experience, she took his big meaty cock deeper and deeper into her frantically bobbing mouth. Dennis was writhing wildly on the bed, crazily thrusting his hips up, ramming his dong deeper into the girl's slurping mouth. He'd never felt such an intense pleasure in his life, and the incredible ecstasy was mounting with every plunge of her hot, sucking lips.
"Oh, Loni," he sobbed. "Oh, sweet Jesus!"
He was no longer aware of anything but the unbelievably delicious sensations streaking through his trembling body.
"Oh, shiiiiiit!" he screamed, giving a violent lurch as his exploding cock-head spewed a thick load of cum into Loni's eager mouth.
The taste of the kid's jizz spurting against the back of Loni's throat sent a delicious thrill charging through her body. She continued sucking and swallowing until the last drop had been drawn from his thick, limp prick.
"That was so neat," he smiled, clasping his hands behind his head.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," she whispered, toying with his flaccid pecker. "Because I have a real surprise when your cock gets stiff again."
Removing his glasses, the boy pressed his face against her big soft tit.
"Would you like to touch my pussy now?" she whispered. "Shit, yes."
Saying nothing more, she took his trembling hand and inserted his finger into her seething hot slit.
"Jeez," he gasped, shocked at the velvety softness of her creamy twat. "It feels so hot and slippery."
Loni could feel the kid's prick beginning to stir in her hand as his middle finger explored around in the moist warmth of her dripping cunt.
"Isn't that nice and juicy?" she grinned, noting the excited expression on his face.
"Gee, yes," he gasped. "I've never felt anything like it. It's so soft and slippery."
"Would you like to put your cock in there?" she asked, sliding the foreskin up and down over his rapidly swelling rod.
"You mean fuck?" he gasped.
"Yes," Loni whispered. "I mean fuck."
"You mean I can really screw you?" he repeated, unable to believe his good fortune.
"Yes, Dennis," she giggled. "You're going to fuck the hell out of me and I'm going to enjoy every inch of this big dong of yours."
"But I don't know how to fuck," he stammered.
"Don't worry," Loni giggled. "Roll over on your back and I'll screw you."
Turning the boy onto his back, Loni stared r excitedly at his massive cock thrusting back against his stomach, reaching up above his navel. It was almost unbelievable that this weird kid could have such a magnificent dong. Facing him, she squatted down over his loins.
"What a tool," she giggled excitedly as she took his big cock in her hand and pointed it up toward her hot slippery slit.
Staring down at Loni's juicy little twat as she straddled him, Dennis couldn't believe that he was about to fuck a real live girl. A delicious shudder ran up his spine when he saw the coral-colored cunt-lips glistening with the shammering drops of pussy-juice dripping from her slippery slit.
"Ready, Dennis," she whispered, slowly lowering her hot cunt down toward his excited young cock.
"Jesus, yes," he panted, his eyes fixed on the juicy inner flesh of her quivering open pussy.
Loni was trembling with anticipation when the hardness of his huge cockhead brushed against the hot moistness of her juicy slit. Slowly lowering herself, Loni could feel her cunt-lips stretching wider and wider as they slipped down over his big bloated knob. The throbbing bigness of his thick rod was almost blowing Loni's mind as she stared down at the massive cock disappearing into her fuck-hole.
Dennis was almost sobbing with pleasure as he felt the girl's tight hot cunt slowly sliding down over his lurching cock. He couldn't believe the moist hotness that was deliciously squeezing at his prick as it plowed deeper and deeper into her luscious pussy-flesh. He could hardly believe the intense ecstasy he felt when his pleasure-crazed shaft slowly moved up into the very depths of her scalding hot belly.
With the boy's unbelievably big cock completely buried in her grasping, sucking cunt, Loni began rotating her hips, stirring his prick around and around in her widely stretched fuck-hole. It was wonderful how the youth's massive dong completely filled her, pushing out brutally against her slippery cuntal walls and nudging gloriously into the depths of her hot, sucking fuck-hole.
"Does my pussy feel good, Dennis?" she smiled down at the boy through dreamy, half-closed eyes.
"Oh, Loni," he sobbed, delirious with these wild new sensations he'd never experienced before in his life. "It's wonderful."
"Good," she whispered. "Because you have the neatest big cock in the whole fuckin' world."
Continuing to rotate her pussy, she could feel his thick young prick rubbing deliciously against every tingling nerve in her hot sucking cunt.
Looking down at the weird kid beneath her she couldn't believe he was capable of giving her such fantastic pleasure.
Slowly stopping her rotating motion, Loni began sliding her slippery cunt up and down over the boy's lurching dong.
"Oh, Loni," Dennis gasped, feeling his big thick cock slithering up and down through the hot moist flesh of her fuck-tunnel. "Christ, that feels good!"
It was an incredible sensation, feeling his shaft driving in and out of her scalding fuck-hole. Staring down at her cunt, he could see her grasping pussy-lips clinging tightly to his glistening wet shaft as it moved up and down in her hairy little twat. Thick hot cream was oozing out from between her cock-squeezing cunt lips, dribbling down over his bloated balls. In all his wildest dreams, Dennis had never imagined that fucking could be this good.
Looking up at the girl's excited face with her long blonde hair flailing wildly around her bare shoulders, the boy couldn't believe she was allowing him to fuck her. He'd never seen anything as beautiful as Loni's flawless skin. Her big naked tits bounced deliciously to the rhythm of her lurching body.
"Oh, Dennis," she squealed, starting to bounce faster and faster over his massive dong. "Your cock's so nice and big, honey. Christ, it feels good!"
"Does it feel good to you, too?" he asked, thinking all the pleasure was his.
"Shit, yes," sobbed Loni. "You're driving me crazy, you sweet fucker."
Carried away by Loni's excitement, Dennis began thrusting his cock up to meet every downward stroke of the little blonde's slurping cunt.
"That's it, Dennis," she squealed with delight. "That's it, honey! Fuck me good! Oh, shit, what a cock ... what a cock!"
Loni could feel herself rushing toward a wild orgasm as the kid's fantastic fuck-machine continued ripping through her hot, sucking pussy-flesh. She could feel it driving against the very bottom of her cunt until-she thought she'd blow her mind. The boy's delicious big prick-shaft was carrying her to new heights of sexual ecstasy. It didn't seem possible that a weirdo like creepy Dennis Crawford could be such a wild fuck.
"Fuck, honey, fuck," she shrieked as their two naked bodies pounded lewdly together. "I'm coming, baby, coming!"
Unable to control himself any longer, Dennis gave a wild thrust as his cock-head spewed a gush of white-hot jizz up into Loni's exploding fuck-hole.
"That's it, honey," she shrieked, completely out . of her mind with ecstasy. "I'm coming, you sweet fucker! I'm coming ... COMING ... COMMMIIINNNGGG!"
When the last drop of cum dribbled out of his quivering prick, the exhausted couple collapsed into each other's naked arms, his thick limp dong still imbedded in the juicy warmth of Loni's cunt.
It was late afternoon when they finally got dressed and Dennis pedaled away on his bike.
CHAPTER SIX
Loni couldn't wait to tell Kathy about Dennis when she arrived at school on Monday.
"Believe me," she told Kathy as they sat together in the cafeteria during their lunch hour. "That kid has the biggest fuckin' cock I've ever seen."
"He's still a weirdo," Kathy laughed.
"Sure," Loni giggled. "He's sorta creepy, but you forget all about his looks when your cunt's filled up with that gorgeous dong of his."
"You can have him," smiled Kathy. "The cock I'd like to have is sitting with Pam Clayborn." Loni ' had never told her friend about her recent affair with the football player, and she was surprised when Kathy made the statement.
"What makes you think he'd be so fuckin' good?" Loni asked, once more feeling intense hatred for Kent and his redhead girl friend.
"Shit," Kathy giggled. "He's a real man."
"He's an asshole," Loni snapped back.
"Why do you say that?" asked Kathy. "Do you know him?"
"Not really," she stammered, not wanting to admit how he'd made a fool of her.
"I've never met him, either," grinned Kathy.
"But he can fuck me any time he feels like it."
"Kathy," Loni asked in a soft, serious voice, "you're dying to be laid, aren't you?"
"Christ, yes," the older girl admitted. "I'm so fuckin' horny I could scream."
"Why don't you let me fix you up with Dennis?" Loni suggested.
"Shit," Kathy sneered, "I'd rather spend the rest of my life masturbating than be screwed by that creep."
"Don't be stubborn," sighed Loni. "That kid is hung like a fuckin' bull."
"Shit, honey," Kathy laughed. "I can just picture that weirdo screwing me on the handlebars of his bike."
"No," giggled Loni. "I'll ask Mr. Collins if we can take you and Dennis over to his sister's house with us tomorrow."
"With Mr. Collins?" asked Kathy, showing a spark of interest.
"Sure," Loni smiled. "We can fuck both of them."
"You mean I can fuck Mr. Collins, too?" asked an excited Kathy, thinking how much she'd enjoy being laid by the handsome teacher.
"Sure," giggled Loni. "We can have a real orgy."
Dale Collins wasn't too enthusiastic about the idea when Loni approached him with it in class that afternoon.
"Christ, Loni," he whispered, so the other students wouldn't hear the conversation. "It's bad enough for you and me to be playing around. I can't get any more of my students involved."
"Please, Mr. Collins," she begged. "Kathy needs to be fucked so badly."
"Then let her find her own stud," he argued.
"She's tried," Loni whispered. "They just aren't interested in her."
"Why bring young Dennis into this?" he asked. "He's an innocent boy."
"Not anymore," giggled the girl.
"What do you mean?"
"I copped his cherry," she grinned.
"Dennis fucked you?" he gasped, unable to believe it of the shy boy.
"You can bet my ass he did," Loni giggled. "He's got the biggest fuckin' dong I've ever seen. Wait til you see it."
"I'm sorry," he said with finality. "We just can't take them with us."
"Okay," she smiled. "Then Dennis, Kathy and I will find a place to fuck without you."
"But Loni," he stammered.
"Please," she whispered. "Poor Kathy really needs a good fucking."
"Well," he began to relent. "I'll think about it.
Dale Collins felt a bit apprehensive the next afternoon as he drove the three students over to his sister's house. Loni hadn't bothered to tell Dennis what they were going to do, but Kathy, who knew about the plan, was very nervous as she sat in the back seat with the strange boy. She was embarrassed by the presence of the math teacher, unable to imagine him naked in front of her.
When they arrived at the house, the four of them sat around in the living room with a nervous silence settling over the group.
"Well," said Loni, looking over at Kathy, who was sitting stiffly in a chair with her hands folded in her lap. "Shall we inspect their cocks?"
Kathy was so embarrassed she wanted to run out of the house. She felt humiliated to be sitting in a room with her math teacher, while Loni tried to get someone interested in the plain, shy girl. Perched nervously on the edge of the chair, her watery blue eyes were staring blankly at the floor.
Realizing that the party was practically a bust, Loni glanced over at Dale Collins for support.
"Kathy," he smiled over at the nervous girl. "Do you mind if I take your clothes off?"
"Okay," she said in a barely audible voice. "If you want to."
Realizing how shy and frightened the girl was, he walked over and gently grasped her shoulders, lifting the thin girl to her feet. While Loni and Dennis looked on, he slowly unbuttoned her shirt and removed it. Kathy didn't take her eyes from the floor when he bared her tits. They were small and firm, but she had the biggest fucking nipples that Dale had ever seen. Her big throbbing tittie-buds and the erotic sprinkling of freckles across her thin shoulders sent sparks popping wildly in his loins. There was something about this frail young lady that strangely excited the teacher. He sensed a smoldering fire lurking in her trembling body.
"May I touch your breasts?" he asked.
"Yes," she whispered, looking into his eyes for the first time.
A delicious tingle raced through Kathy's twat when he gently took her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Looking into his gentle eyes, Kathy could hardly believe that her handsome math teacher was lovingly fondling her tits. Her tenseness and embarrassment seemed to melt away under his gentle caresses. The girl's swollen tits were throbbing with an excitement she hadn't felt for a very long time.
Dale could tell she was enjoying it from her heavy breathing. Releasing her hard little boobs, he slid his hands down over her slender waist until he came to the zipper on her jeans. Grasping the metal tab, he pulled it down and then rolled her jeans over her smooth hips.
Standing in nothing but her little white bikini panties, there was almost an ethereal look about the shy girl.
"You're lovely," the teacher whispered, peeling her little panties down over her soft trim ass.
"Thank you," she smiled, her young body smoldering with a sudden desire for the man who was gently undressing her.
With the girl standing completely naked in front of him, Dale stared at her pink puffy slit that was so deliciously exposed between her slender thighs. The swelling of her mound was liberally covered with a soft bush of flaming-red pussy hair. The soft juicy lips of her twat were gaping excitedly open, the exposed inner flesh glistening with a wet coating of slippery cunt-juice.
Picking up the girl's slender naked body, Dale carried her over to a couch where he gently laid her down. Standing over her, he first removed his shirt and then his pants. Her usually pale watery eyes were blazing intensely as she watched him drop his shorts.
Kathy let out a little gasp when they dropped down around his ankles, revealing his big throbbing cock. Instinctively, she reached up and gently wrapped her fingers around the hot hardness of his stiff dick. The feel of it throbbing and pulsing in her tight fist sent a spurt of cunt juice oozing out from between her quivering twat-lips. She had almost forgotten how good it felt to handle a man's stiff prick, and she was beside herself with excitement.
Watching from across the room, Loni was gently stroking Dennis' big bloated cock. The sight of Kathy playing with Dale's stiff prick had been a real turn-on for the horny young girl, and Dennis was thoroughly enjoying the delicious hand-job she was giving him. The four people were now completely relaxed.
Lying on the couch and excitedly stroking Dale's cock as he stood beside her, Kathy suddenly saw a glistening drop of clear-colored seminal fluid bubbling up from the slit on the tip of his big shiny cock-head. The excited girl had never mouthed a prick in her life, but she quickly sat up and tentatively flicked her tongue out at the droplet. Not only was she rewarded by the strange and exciting taste of the fluid, but her nostrils detected a faint musky male scent that almost blew her mind. Clutching his dong, she began lapping her tongue all around his big blood-engorged knob, wildly enjoying the taste.
No longer aware of what she was doing, the usually shy redhead opened her mouth, lowering her hot slippery lips down over his big purple bulb. When the bloated glans was completely encompassed in the hot moistness of her mouth, she locked her lips tightly around the base of his cock-head and drew more of the delicious seminal fluid up through the small slit.
"Jesus Christ," the teacher moaned, shaking with excitement. "Shit, that feels good!"
The frail young redhead had no knowledge or experience at sucking cocks, but she was letting nature and her wild instincts guide her. Removing the big knob from her mouth, Kathy began frantically licking at the entire underside of his shaft. Mewling incessantly, she bathed the entire length of his lurching cock with her sweet, hot spit. She could feel the teacher writhing with joy as her juicy wet tongue slithered teasingly over every raw nerve-end of his stiff, screaming shaft.
When his entire dick was completely covered with spit, she reinserted his cock-head into her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down over his stiff, meaty fuck-pole. She loved the feel of his big thick cylinder of hard sinewy flesh slithering all over her tongue as his fat cock-head nudged gently at the back of her throat. God, how she loved the texture of his magnificent prick sliding in and out between her frantically sucking lips!
Unconsciously glancing across the room, she saw Loni stroking Dennis' massive cock. Kathy couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the creepy kid's unbelievable dong. Staring at Dennis' huge pecker further excited Kathy, and she began sucking on Dale's cock with even more lust. She was taking it deeper and deeper into her mouth with every wild suck.
"Jesus Christ!" roared Dale when the ecstasy became almost more than he could endure. "Suck, baby, suck!"
He could feel his climax building up deep in his guts, and he wanted to shoot his load before he lost his sanity. The teacher didn't know how much longer he could stand this intense pleasure building and building in his quivering loins.
"Suck, Kathy, suck!" he screamed in an hysterical voice. "I'm almost there, baby, almost there!"
Kathy had never taken a load of jizz in her mouth and she was lusting to taste it. If it were anything like the taste of seminal fluid, she wanted a whole fucking mouthful.
"Oh, shit!" Dale roared, thrusting his screaming dong deeper into her mouth. "Here it comes, baby! HERE IT COMES!"
The inexperienced girl wasn't prepared for the thick stream of cum that gushed into her throat from Dale's spewing cock. It squirted so rapidly into her mouth that she couldn't possibly swallow fast enough, and the slippery fluid was dribbling out from between her sucking lips. Trying not to lose any of his delicious jizz, she continued sucking and slurping on his rapidly shrinking prick. She didn't release his flaccid cock from her mouth until he'd collapsed into a naked, sweaty heap on the couch.
That was when Kathy fully realized what she'd done. The sex-crazed girl was dying to be fucked, and Dale had nothing left but a wet, limp dong that would be of no use to any girl. Crazed with desire, her head was lolling crazily back and forth as she tore at her inflamed pussy with her fingers.
"Oh, Dennis!" she screamed when her glazed eyes focused on the boy's big stiff dong that Loni was fondly stroking. "Come here and fuck me, honey! Please give me that big cock!"
"Go ahead, Dennis," Loni whispered to the boy. "Kathy really needs a good fuck and you're the guy to give it to her."
When Dennis moved across the room to where Kathy was spread out on the couch, Loni followed him, wanting to get a good view of the performance.
Without a word, the boy crawled up between her legs, clutching his big cock in his hands.
"Fuck me good, Dennis," Kathy whispered, reaching down and parting her slippery pussy-lips with her fingers.
Dropping to her knees beside the couch, Loni stared excitedly as the boy's big purple cock-head probed against the soft pink flesh of her friend's quivering slit. With her eyes only a few inches away, Loni could hardly believe she was actually going to watch two people fuck.
Kathy was trembling with anticipation when his hard cock pushed against the naked flesh of her hot open slit.
"Fuck me good," she whispered, feeling his dong slowly parting her cunt lips.
Staring wild-eyed, Loni watched his big, cruel-looking cock-head slipping through her friend's widely distended cunt-mouth.
"Oh, Jesus," Kathy sobbed, feeling his massive prick stretching her slit until she thought she would be ripped apart. Beads of perspiration were standing out on her pale, freckled face. She was about to scream for him to stop when his big hard knob slipped through, and her stretched cunt-lips clamped back down around the base of his buried cock-head.
Once his bloated glans had passed through the tight opening, there was far less pain as it slid deepe; and deeper up into her slippery slit. Kathy was suddenly aware that she'd taken the full length of his thick cock when she felt his big warm balls nestled softly between her widely splayed ass-cheeks. Holding him tightly in her arms, the frail little redhead luxuriated in the delicious knowledge that her stretched cunt was tilled with a throbbing prick. Kathy almost went wild when the boy started slowly moving his big dong in and out of her tight fuck-hole.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," she whimpered as his big hard shaft pressed and teased along the nerve-tingling ridges of her sucking cuntal walls. It was a total joy, beyond anything she'd ever experienced, as he quickened and deepened his strokes.
Loni was almost out of her mind with excitement as she knelt next to the couch watching the boy's stiff cock sliding in and out between her friend's juicy pink cunt-lips. Staring at his big juice-slickened shaft, slithering between Kathy's slippery slit lips, Loni began frantically fingering her own hot little twat. Watching his big dick slide in, it seemed to draw her wet pussy-lips with it, and when he withdrew, they followed his rod out, sucking noisily against his hard sinewy cock-flesh. With every mighty thrust of his thick dong, Loni could see a hot stream of pussy juice oozing out between her clasping twat-lips.
"Oh, honey," Kathy was squealing as she wrapped her long slender thighs around the boy's waist. "It's so good, Dennis. Christ, you're a wild fucker."
Kneeling in front of the couch, and frantically fingering her cunt, Loni was fascinated with the way Kathy's pink little slit was grasping and sucking against the kid's plunging rod. Kathy's cunt lips were blood-swollen and had turned a dark pink, shiny and slippery from the fluids that were seeping out from between them. A steady flow of cunt juice was running down over her tight little ass as she violently threw her hips up to meet every lusty thrust of the young boy's magnificent fuck-machine.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" Kathy was screaming, grinding her puffy slit up tighter around the base of his cock. "Oh, sweet Jesus, it's so fuckin' good ... so fuckin' good!"
The wild sensation of his cock plowing through her hot sensitive flesh was almost mind-boggling to the frail redhead. Her earlier sexual experiences certainly hadn't prepared her for this intense joy. Screaming and clinging to the boy, she couldn't believe the total ecstasy that filled her body. The sex-crazed girl was screwing her hot cunt up as tight as possible around his plunging tool, loving the way his big sweaty balls slapped noisily against the wide crevice between her quivering ass-cheeks.
She was screaming with rapture as his huge hard . prick slashed deeper and deeper into her sizzling hot fuck-hole.
"Oh shit, darling, I love it," Kathy cried, her slim legs waving in the air as the boy continued assaulting her cunt with his massive cock. "Don't ever stop, baby, don't ever stop! Oooooooh, it feels so fuckin' good!"
The girl's flushed face was contorted with passion. She was aware of nothing in the world except this big, deliciously hard pole plunging in and out of her lust-filled cunt. She could feel every vein, ridge and sinew of his lunging shaft streaking into the hot depths of her belly. The hardness of it plowing through her grasping, sucking flesh was beyond her wildest dreams.
"Yes, honey, yes!" she shrieked, tearing and biting at his shoulders. "Ooooooh, honey! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
Frantically fingering her pussy, Loni was almost insane with excitement. The sight of the boy's big juice-slickened pole slamming noisily into her friend's slurping pussy was the most fantastic thing she'd ever seen.
By now, Kathy was in a daze, a victim of her lust and the glorious cock that filled her cunt. She was no longer aware of reality, only those wild intense sensations that had taken control of her body. The only thing that mattered was riding the magnificent tool that was stuffed up between her open legs.
"Oh, Dennis!" she screamed, clutching him tightly against her naked body. "Faster, honey! I'm gonna come ... gonna come!"
Her entire body began lurching and jerking while her cunt squeezed and sucked against his hot, driving pole.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," Kathy squealed, feeling the boy's hot jizz gushing into her convulsing cunt. "I'M COMING! I'M COMING!"
Dennis continued driving his cock in and out of her sweet cunt as it belched load after load of hot slippery cum into her shuddering belly. When his exhausted body collapsed over Kathy's, the boy's prick was still spewing jizz into the girl's semen-drenched fuck-hole.
Glancing up, Loni saw Dale walking toward her, clutching his renewed hard-on with an excited gleam in his eyes. Loni smiled to herself, knowing this was going to be a wonderful party before it would end.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kent Bradley parked his car about two hundred feet from the intersection where he could observe the corner without being seen. Twice this week, he'd seen Dale Colhns, the math teacher, pick up Loni Baker and a skinny redhead on the corner. He remembered what a hot bitch the little fifteen-year-old has been, but he couldn't believe that Mr. Collins could be fucking around with jail bait.
He'd only been waiting about five minutes when the two girls appeared on the corner, and only moments later, the math teacher drove up and they got in the car with him. Curious as to what was going on, the young football player began following the car at a discreet distance. He was surprised to see a fourth person in the car, but from the distance, Kent couldn't recognize who it was.
He followed the car into a residential area where Dale Collins turned into a driveway. Kent saw the two girls, the teacher and a young boy enter the home. The way Mr. Collins furtively glanced around as he unlocked the front door made the whole thing even more suspicious to Kent.
After waiting several minutes, the young athlete walked up to the house and moved along the side, where he was protected from discovery by heavy shrubbery and trees. Hearing soft giggles from the back garden, he cautiously worked his way around to the rear of the house where he had a clear view of the secluded patio. The four people hadn't wasted much time as they were completely naked and already into a wild sex scene.
Little Loni Baker was spread out on a blanket with that weird-looking kid from the debating team. Kent couldn't believe the size of the boy's bloated cock as he watched Loni tenderly skimming his thick foreskin up and down his massive fuck-shaft, but the thing that really turned him on was the thin redhead that was lying with Dale Collins on a chaise. The girl had a plain face with a sprinkling of freckles and a pair of small hard tits, but the litheness of her supple body had a cat-like quality that strangely excited Kent. The sight of her slit and the copper-colored pussy hairs covering her big puffy mound between her slender thighs was a real turn-on to the young football player. Kent's cock was throbbing violently in his pants as he watched the teacher's thick middle finger sliding wetly in and out of the squirming redhead's hot little slit.
A shudder raced through Kent's body as he watched the little redhead reach down and stroke the crinkled velvety softness of the teacher's lust-bloated balls. Her other hand was toying with his rock-hard shaft, working the loose folds of his tightly stretched foreskin back and forth over his shiny purple cock-head. Excitedly rubbing his stiff dick through his pants, Kent watched the girl's head slowly moving down, her tongue flicking away at the tiny drops of glistening seminal fluid that were oozing out of the little slit on the tip of his quivering knob. Kent watched the teacher's prick jerk and expand from the electric contact of her tongue on his sensitive cock-flesh. Kent's eyes almost popped out of his head as the erotic little redhead moved her mouth lazily around the man's cock, her tongue slithered all over it until she had every inch of his thick, meaty dong licked all shiny and wet. Then, opening her lips, she took his big bloated cock-head deep into her hot, wet mouth. Kent could see Mr. Collins digging his fingers into her head of long red hair as she enthusiastically sucked on his swollen dong. She momentarily removed his big dick from her mouth and erotically rubbed his sensitive cockhead against her cheeks, under her chin, against her neck and finally over her super hard nipples. Opening her mouth wide, his throbbing cock once more disappeared between the hot wet softness of her hungrily sucking lips.
Bobbing her head faster and faster, the little redhead was soon taking more and more of his slippery, wet shaft into her mouth. Kent was almost beside himself with the loud sucking sounds of her slurping wet lips around the teacher's throbbing cock.
Realizing that the man was almost ready to explode his hot load, Kathy gave his quivering dick one last hungry suck. With her cheeks distended with a powerful suction, she slowly lifted her head as her lips clung lewdly around his cock-head. Then it plopped noisily out of her mouth as she broke the strong suction.
"Oh, Christ," Kent heard the teacher moan. "I was ready to come. Why did you stop?"
"Take it easy," the girl whispered. "We have all afternoon. The best is yet to come."
Gently pushing her teacher onto his back, Kathy straddled his face on her knees, facing his feet, then she lowered her mouth down toward his cock again, her cunt hovering just above his mouth in the traditional sixty-nine position. Staring up, Dale Collins could see her puffy slit, fringed with softly curling red pussy hairs hanging deliciously above his face.
Staring up at the girl's hot, slippery cunt hovering over him, Dale could feel the deliciously moist warmth of her mouth once more slip down over his blood-engorged prick. With the tender pink slit of his hot little student hovering above him, Dale felt her sucking lips bobbing up and down over his lurching cock, her tongue swirling erotically around the sensitive flesh of his quivering knob.
Reaching up and grasping her tight little ass-cheeks in his hands, the teacher slowly drew her dripping twat down toward his open mouth. Slightly raising his head to meet her wet, open slit, he covered the slippery flesh with his mouth, snaking his tongue up through her juicy cunt-mouth. With his tongue lashing excitedly around in the hot moistness of her cunt the wild sensations in his cock were becoming more intense as her slippery-smooth mouth sucked greedily on his thick meat. Bobbing her head at an even faster tempo, she was taking more of his screaming cock into her mouth with every plunge. He could once more feel that wild tingle deep in his balls that signaled the rapid approach of his climax.
Withdrawing his tongue from the hot depths of her cunt, he probed at the hard bud of her tingling clitty. With his tongue flicking smartly at her swollen little girl-cock, Kathy began hysterically grinding her slit down tightly against his face. Realizing that she, too, was almost ready to climax, his tongue lashed more vigorously around the hard little bud of her shiny clitoris.
Kent had pulled out his own hard prick and was frantically stroking it as he watched the erotic little redhead squirming her hot wet snatch down against the teacher's slavering mouth. He could hear the girl panting and mewling excitedly as she sucked Dale's cock deeper and deeper into her throat. With his heart pounding in his chest as he excitedly stroked his hard-on, Kent saw the teacher's stiff prick completely disappear between Kathy's sucking, ovaled lips while she wildly rotated her cunt against his slurping mouth. When her body began wildly convulsing as she moaned around the big cock that was stuffed in her mouth, Kent realized the hot little redhead was having one hell of an orgasm. With her pussy grinding against the teacher's face and her breath coming in short gasps, Kent could hear soft animal sounds coming up from deep in her cock-filled throat.
"Don't stop!" Kent heard the teacher sobbing. "For Christ's sake, don't stop! Keep suckin'! Suck me off! SUCK ME OFF!"
Almost out of his mind with lust, Dale began thrusting his hips up, trying to drive his cock even deeper into her sucking mouth. Ecstasy flooded his body as his hard shaft exploded. A hot stream of jizz gushed into the girl's throat. He could feel her hungry mouth sucking and swallowing as his wildly spewing cock continued belching spurt after spurt of thick, white fuck-cream into her throat.
Kent was trembling with excitement as he watched the couple collapse into a pile of limp, wet flesh. His eyes were suddenly drawn over to the other couple on the blanket by Loni's excited squeals.
"That's it, Dennis," she was squealing with joy. "That's it baby! Oh, you sweet little fucker!"
Kent was shocked to see the little fifteen-year-old down on her hands and knees while the creepy kid from the debating team was frantically driving his rod in and out of her pussy from the rear. He could plainly see the young boy's unbelievably big cock sliding in and out between the widely stretched lips of Loni's scalding hot slit.
Kent could hear the little blonde nymphet moaning with lust as she thrust her sweet young ass back so that his huge cock would sink to the hilt in her smoldering cunt.
"Oh, yes," she panted. "Oh God, what a prick! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
Kent stood frozen, watching the strange young boy driving his lust-swollen cock rhythmically into the slippery depths of her warm, clasping cunt. The air was filled with the wet sounds of his massive rod driving into the little blonde's hot pussy. Kent could see the boy's stiff dong plowing viciously into her little gold-fringed fuck-hole, while his big lust-swollen balls slapped noisily against her ass.
"Fuck me harder, baby, harder!" she chanted to the tempo of his plunges. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Her glazed eyes rolled back as her face became distorted with lust, her hot little slit receiving his pounding dong with rapture, begging for more of the hard jolts that were filling her with an unbelievable ecstasy.
Watching the wildly fucking couple, Kent suddenly became aware that he was lewdly stroking his own naked cock. In his wild state of excitation, the young football player realized that he needed a woman. Stuffing his bulging cock back into his pants, he lurched crazily down the street to his parked car.
He would have driven directly over to the teacher's hot-cunted wife, but he knew she was out of town for a while. Kent's second alternative was his girl friend, Pam Clayborn. Although he and Pam had enjoyed some heavy petting sessions, the boy had never fucked her, but in his excited state, he decided this would be the time.
Arriving at the Clayborn's sumptuous home, he found the girl in the garden playing with her two Great Danes.
"Hi," she smiled, pleased to see him.
"I thought maybe you'd like to take a drive," Kent suggested, staring at her lovely tapered legs, so deliciously exposed beneath her shorts.
"I'd love to," she smiled, brushing her long red hair back from her pretty face.
Kent wondered if her cunt would have the same little tufts of copper-colored pussy hairs as the erotic redhead he'd just seen with the math teacher.
Driving out toward a nearby lake, he boldly rested his hand on her naked inner thigh.
"You're in a sexy mood," she giggled, as his fingers roamed up and down the soft bare flesh of her upper leg.
"Don't you like it?" he smiled.
"I love it," Pam whispered. "It makes me feel wicked."
"Good," Kent grinned, pulling the car into the seclusion of a clump of trees near the lake shore.
When he'd turned off the key, he drew her soft resilient body into his arms, covering her moistly parted lips with his own hot, open mouth. They both shuddered with excitement as they discovered each other's warm probing tongues.
Sliding his fingers up under her halter, he cupped her firm ripe tit in his hand. He could feel her entire young body trembling with unconcealed excitement when he began kneading her erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"You're being naughty," she whispered, "but it sure feels good."
Kent had never attempted anything further than kissing the girl and fondling her tits as he was doing now, but he knew today he was going to fuck her. Completely removing her halter, he buried his face in the soft warm hollow between her soft, luscious tits.
"Honey," she whispered. "Please suck my nipples. You've never done that."
Because of her impeccable reputation, Kent had always refrained from making sexual advances toward the girl, but from the way she was acting this afternoon, he could tell she was just another hot-cunted little bitch.
"Oooooooh, yes," she mewled when he covered her hard, swollen nipple with his lips. "That feels so neat, honey."
When he'd sucked on both quivering buds for several moments, he began licking the entire surface of her smooth, bare tits with his tongue. He could feel her entire sweet body jerking with excitement as he continued tongue-bathing her big wet boobs with his spit. The soft white flesh of her quivering breasts was glistening with his moisture.
"Oh,, darling," she whispered. "I've waited so long for you to do this to me."
"Why didn't you ask me?" he gulped.
"I figured you were a big boy," she giggled. "I didn't think you needed coaching."
Encouraged by her remark, Kent moved his hand down between her soft warm thighs and tried to probe his finger up through the leg opening of her shorts. Meeting no resistance, he moved his finger up until it contacted the warm moistness of her hairy little twat.
"Oh, you naughty little boy," she whispered. "You've found my pussy."
When he found it difficult to work his finger deeper through the tight leg opening, Pam lifted her hips and rolled her shorts down over her soft young ass. When they'd dropped down around her ankles, she repeated the action with her brief little bikini panties.
"Is that better?" she giggled.
Kent stared at her blatantly exposed little pussy. She had the same copper-colored hair that he'd seen on the other girl who'd excited him so much this afternoon. He could see the thick film of hot cunt juices oozing out from between her pink, glistening pussy-lips. She'd been creaming so heavily that her pussy hairs were moist with the secretion.
"D'ya like my hot twat?" Pam whispered, pleased with the sex-crazed expression on his lusting face.
"God, yes," he panted, unable to believe Pam . Clayborn could be such a wild little broad. Fucking her was going to be a fantastic experience.
"Well," she giggled, taking the boy's hand and guiding the tip of his finger into the hot moistness of her slit. "Aren't you gonna play with my hot little pussy?"
Kent couldn't believe his good fortune as his finger slithered deeper and deeper into the deliciously moist flesh of her hot young cunt.
"Ooooooooh, Kent," she purred, writhing her steaming twat around his deeply imbedded finger. "That feels so neat."
Clinging tightly to the handsome young athlete, she locked her hot open lips over his while Kent's finger plunged deliciously in and out of her scalding little fuck-hole. Every thrust of his thick middle finger brought her to a higher level of excitement. She'd wanted him to do this for so long, and now that it was actually happening, the beautiful young girl was glowing with ecstasy.
"Oh, honey," she squealed with joy when his finger slid across her clitty. "That's it. Bring me off, honey. Bring me off!"
Grasping his finger, she rubbed it lightly against her quivering joy-button until he fully understood what pleased her. Holding her soft naked body in his arms, he continued toying with her erect clitoris until she was shrieking with the intense pleasure.
"That's it, honey," she squealed, opening her thighs still wider, giving him even more access to her boiling hot cunt. "That's it, Kent! Oh, sweet baby, that's it! That's it!"
With her shapely legs splayed lewdly open and her gasping lips sucking frantically on Kent's tongue, she could feel his thick middle finger carrying her closer and closer to an explosive orgasm.
"Ooooooh, honey," she screamed, throwing her lust-distorted face against the back of the seat. "Don't stop, baby, don't stop! I'm almost there ... almost there!"
She was a mass of writhing, jerking, screaming flesh as Kent's plunging finger brought her closer and closer to the girl's impending orgasm.
"Oh, shit!" she suddenly screamed as her cunt muscles began convulsing around his finger. "I'm coming, honey! I'm coming! COMMMIIINNNGGGG!"
When the clinging girl finally recovered from her orgasm, Kent lowered his zipper and drew out his frantically throbbing cock, gently wrapping Pam's soft fingers around his thick shaft. Her silky cool fingers felt delicious against the hot flesh of his lust-bloated dong.
This was the first hard cock the girl had ever . seen or touched in her Life. The smooth silky feel of his cock-skin stretched over his big steel-hard dong was the most exciting thing Pam had ever experienced. The feel of the big hot dick pulsating in her hand was almost unbelievable to her. She'd often dreamed of holding a man's hard cock in her hands, but had never thought it could feel so fucking good.
"D'ya like my dong?" he teased, seeing the excited expression in her sparkling eyes.
"Oh, yes," she whispered, instinctively skimming his smooth foreskin up and down his lurching shaft. "It's a beautiful cock!"
Removing his pants and shorts, Kent knew this was going to be the hottest fuck of his life. The sight of his big hair-covered balls further excited the girl as she lovingly stroked Kent's big meaty prick. She kept thinking how fantastic it would feel stuffed up between her legs in the sucking hotness of her juicy cunt. She could almost feel it throbbing wildly in her belly.
Taking Pam gently in his arms, he parted her thighs and eased her onto her back.
"What are you doing?" she gasped, when she saw him crawling up between her legs, guiding his lust-swollen dong toward her pussy.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he whispered, his cock-head nudging against her cunt-lips.
"No!" she screamed, frantically clasping her thighs together. "I can't! I can't!"
"What the hell is the matter with you?" he panted. "You're all hot to fuck, and then you shout no!"
"I am hot to fuck, and I want to fuck, but I can't," she sobbed. "Why can't you?"
"Because of my father," she sobbed. "If I got pregnant, it would ruin his reputation as much as mine. He's such a prominent man in the community, it would kill him."
"Bull shit!" he exclaimed.
"It isn't bull shit," she cried. "He's such a wonderful man and I love him too much to ever hurt him."
"I'll use a rubber," Kent argued. "Christ, I'm so fuckin' hot I can't stand it."
"I know," she sobbed, "And I can't help it, but I won't take a chance."
"Shit," he sneered. "You're nothing but a lousy prick teaser."
"I'm not a prick teaser," cried Pam. "I'll jack you off. I'll suck you off, but I'm afraid to fuck."
"Then start suckin'," he sighed, slouching back in the seat.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Friday night was the final football game of the season, and if Kent's school won, they'd be the undisputed champions of the league. The excitement in the school was intense, and wherever Kent moved, the students were constantly cheering for him, even when he and Pam were walking down the hall. This pissed Loni off, but she and Kathy decided to attend the game. Dale Collins was naturally taking his wife and as Dennis wasn't interested in football, the two girls planned on going together.
The high school football field was alive with excitement when they arrived. The bands were playing, as cheerleaders and pom-pom girls paraded in front of the stands. The seats were filled to overflowing capacity with the screaming, waving students.
From the moment the game started, Kent was running and passing up the field with a dazzling array of plays. To the delight of the screaming fans, their team had built up an unsurmountable lead by the end of the first half.
"Let's take a walk during half-time," Loni suggested as the team ran off the field.
"Okay," her friend smiled. "I'd like to stretch my legs."
"I'd like to stretch mine around a hot guy," giggled Loni, always thinking of cock.
Standing in an area of the parking lot between the playing field and the gym, the two girls lighted up a cigarette. They could plainly hear the team whooping it up in the locker room as the elated players awaited the start of the second half.
"I'll bet there's a lot of nice cocks over there," Kathy giggled.
"I sure could use a nice stiff prick tonight," smiled Loni, looking over toward the gym.
"Me too," Kathy sighed. "I'm horny as hell."
"Let's peek through the window," suggested Loni.
"Okay," Kathy agreed, starting to walk over by the gym. "They're probably closed, but maybe we'll find one partially open."
The two girls were walking around the corner of the building when Loni noticed a familiar figure moving toward them.
"Why, hello, Loni," the man stammered when he suddenly recognized the girl.
"Hi, Mr. Clayborn," the blonde smiled.
"How do you like the game?" he asked.
"It's all right, I guess," Loni giggled. "But there are other kinds of games I like better."
"I'm sure you do," the man smiled, vividly recalling the games he'd played with Loni in the . first aid room.
"Mr. Clayborn," the blonde smiled. "I'd like you to meet my friend, Kathy Wentworth."
"Hello, Kathy," he nodded. "It's nice to know you."
"Hi," the young redhead grinned. "How do you know?"
"How do I know what?" he asked in a puzzled voice.
"She means," Loni cut in, "how do you know it's nice to know her when you haven't even screwed."
George Clayborn was speechless, staring at the two smiling girls. He couldn't believe what they'd said.
"I've told Kathy about your fantastic cock," Loni whispered. "Do you mind?"
"No, I guess not," he finally smiled, flattered at what the little blonde had said about his prick.
"It's a real beauty," Loni continued, turning to her friend. "Maybe Mr. Clayborn will let you play with it sometime."
Listening to the two young girls, the man's cock began swelling and throbbing in his pants. The lecherous banker was practically drooling over the naughty young girls.
"May I see it now?" Kathy asked.
"Not out here," he stammered.
"That's too bad," sighed Lord. "She loves to suck nice and hard cocks."
By now the man had a massive hard-on that was throbbing frantically in the confines of his pants. The thought of Loni and the hot little redhead licking and sucking his hard prick was blowing the older man's mind.
"We could go into the first-aid room and take care of your dong," Loni suggested, looking directly at the big bulge in his crotch. "It sure looks like your dong needs some immediate attention."
"They'll probably be using the first-aid room during the game," he panted in an excited voice. "But I have a key to the athletic supply room."
"Oh good," Kathy beamed. "Loni's told me so much about your cock. I just can't wait to taste it."
"Let's go," he grinned excitedly, leading the two youngsters into the gym.
When they were in the privacy of the athletic supply room, George Clayborn locked the door behind them and turned on the light.
"Oh, look," squealed Kathy, pointing to a pile of gym mats. "What a neat place to fuck."
Not wasting any time, the two youngsters quickly disrobed and then methodically undressed the older man. Their lips and fingers teased his entire body as they slowly removed one garment at a time. When the man was lying on his back between the two horny teen-agers, their teasing fingers began moving lightly over his naked body. Kathy was darting her tongue rapidly around his big bursting cock-head while Loni's naughty fingers were gliding butterfly-light over his asshole and balls.
Crawling up between his legs, Loni put the back of his knees over her shoulders, lifting his bung-hole right up in front of her face. She began gently blowing her hot breath up Ins puckered shitter while Kathy's soft fingers skimmed his foreskin up and down over his excited cock-head.
"Oh, shit," he moaned with delight at the touch of Loni's hot breath against his quivering asshole.
"D'ya like it?" whispered the little blonde nymphet.
With Kathy's lithe naked body laying across his as her fingers deliciously tantalized his lust-swollen cock, the lecherous man was mauling her firm resilient boobs with one hand while he dug into the soft quivering flesh between her ass-cheeks with the other. It was a fantastic turn-on to be wallowing in the warm naked flesh of the two horny youngsters. Every nerve in his twitching body was tingling from the teasing fingers and lips of the aggressive teen-agers.
His entire body was involuntarily jerking at the feel of Loni's hot wet tongue washing the deep crevice between his sinewy ass-cheeks. Gently blowing her steamy hot breath into his squirming bung-hole, she was licking his quivering crack with her wet, slippery tongue. When his asshole was completely saturated with spit, Loni teasingly poked the pointed tip of her tongue up into the puckered hole. '
"Oh, sweet Jesus," he panted, feeling her tongue reaming out his asshole. "Christ, baby, is that wild!"
The sweet ecstasy was almost more than the excited man could stand. While Loni tongued his shitter, Kathy was stroking his cock at an ever-increasing speed. The banker could feel an ejaculation building up deep in his groin, and knew he couldn't last much longer.
"Oh God," he panted. "I'm gonna squirt! I'm gonna come!"
"Don't waste it," gasped Loni, quickly straddling the man's loins. "Shoot it into my cunt, honey! Fill me with your hot jizz!"
Kathy frantically aimed the man's cock-head up between Loni's legs as the horny little blonde lowered her dripping slit down over his throbbing dick. She felt a wild ecstasy as his big lusty fuck-tool plowed up through the hot inner flesh of her slippery cunt.
"Oooooo, what a cock!" she squealed with rapture, pumping her hot pussy up and down over his thick, lurching fuck-rod. Crazed with the joy she was receiving from his obscenely thick dong, the girl was soon bouncing up and down at a wild, frantic speed. The feel of his bloated cock-head driving deeply into her scalding guts was pure ecstasy.
"Oh, Mr. Clayborn," she panted, throwing her beautiful distorted face back as her long blonde hair whipped around her head. "It's so good, honey! It's so fuckin' good!"
Glancing down, she could see his slippery wet cock plowing up between her puffy pink cunt-lips, sending wave after wave of ecstasy through her super-horny little body. The youngster could feel a tremendous orgasm slowly building up in her loins as the intense pleasure increased with every wild plunge of his magnificent cock.
"Oh, Christ," she squealed when the dam broke and the ecstasy washed through her body like a raging torrent. "Squirt me! Squirt me! I'm coming! I'M COMMMIIINNNGGG!"
Her fantastic orgasm was doubly enhanced by the feel of the man's white-hot jizz jetting up into her convulsing fuck-hole. It splattered wildly against her cuntal walls, completely filling her quivering pussy with his slippery cum-juice.
"It's my turn next," whispered Kathy a few minutes later as he slowly recovered in the two girls' soft naked arms.
Rolling over and pushing her ripe little tits toward his mouth, the slim young redhead pressed her warm belly against his cock, that was beginning to stir again.
"Oh, Mr. Clayborn," she moaned as he sucked and licked her rock-hard nipples. "That feels so fuckin' good."
Gently caressing the teen-ager's inner thighs as he sucked and licked her cherry-hard tit-buds, the man could feel the strength returning to his rapidly growing prick. Gently parting the damp silky twat-hairs around the youngster's quivering slit, he slid his middle finger into the slippery warmth of her juicy cunt.
Grinding her twat around his deeply imbedded finger, she reached down and grasped his throbbing new hard-on, stroking the full length of his stiff cock with teasing fingers.
"Okay, Mr. Clayborn," she whispered, rolling onto her back. "Let's see if the handsome banker can make my hot little cunt sing."
As the man knelt between her slim young thighs, she grasped his thick, quivering cock and placed it between the hot wet lips of her lewdly exposed . slit. Arching her hips, the young redhead could feel his bloated cock-head slipping slowly up into her slippery, slick cunt.
Deep pleasure washed through her writhing loins as his magnificent dong sank deeper and deeper into her hot, clasping pussy. It was only when she felt his big lust-swollen balls nestling in the soft crack between her ass-cheeks that she realized his cock was rammed in to the hilt. Locking her legs around him, she screwed her slit up around the base of his prick, wanting to make certain that every inch of the man's fuck-pole was buried in her hot, seething guts.
"Oh, Christ, Mr. Clayborn," she sobbed when he began driving his throbbing dong in and out of her hotly sucking fuck-hole. "It's so fuckin' good, baby ... so fuckin' good!"
When the man began speeding the rhythm of his strokes, Kathy found herself in another realm of intense ecstasy. As much as she'd been yearning for a hard cock in her snatch tonight, Kathy hadn't dreamed that this man's thick, gnarly fuck-sausage could give her so much pleasure. Within a few short moments she could feel an overpowering orgasm building up in her lurching loins. The youngster had never been brought off this quickly before in her young life.
"Oh, shit, Mr. Clayborn," she suddenly scream-.ed as the man viciously plowed his big throbbing dick in and out of her clasping, sucking cunt. "I'm gonna come, baby, gonna come! Shit, I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
Tossing her head back and forth on the mat, her entire body was jerking spasmodically, her lust-crazed eyes staring blankly at the wildly spinning room.
Slowly recovering from her delicious orgasm, Kathy was aware that the man was still plunging his stiff cock in and out of her slippery, hot fuck-hole. Looking down between her lewdly opened legs, the horny teen-ager could see his thick, juice-slickened shaft slithering in and out of her hot, sucking pussy. The sight of his cock gliding between her slippery, wet cunt lips was driving the youngster wild. From the crazed way he was thrusting his throbbing fuck-pole into her writhing slit, the girl could see he was almost ready to shoot his load.
"I'm gonna come, honey," he panted. "I'm gonna fill you with hot jizz!"
"I know! I know!" she cried. "Squirt it on my belly, honey! I wanta watch it shoot out of your cock! Please squirt it on my body!"
"Yes," shouted Loni, who was kneeling beside them. "Squirt it on her tits! I want to watch you come, too!"
Both girls had a wild desire to see his cum-juice gushing out of his big swollen cock-head. They stared, fascinated by the man's bloated tool ripping through Kathy's hot sucking cunt-flesh. They could tell from his jerking motions that the man's prick-head was about to explode.
"That's it, honey," Kathy squealed when he frantically withdrew his spurting prick.
His sperm-filled cock-head had barely cleared her sucking cunt-lips when they saw a wild stream of jizz spurting out from the tip of his exploding dong. The thick slippery fuck-juice splattered all over Kathy's tits and belly, spurt after spurt until the girl was completely saturated with his thick, glistening cum. When the last drop had been emptied from his balls, Clayborn collapsed heavily onto the mat.
Kneeling next to Kathy, Loni stared at the pools of slippery jizz on her friend's naked body. Excited by the sight of the glistening fluid, Loni reached down and rubbed her hand in the pool of thick jizz. There was a strangely exciting feel to the slippery liquid and Loni began massaging the cum-cream into her friend's soft, naked flesh. The delicious feeling of the slick fluid being spread over Kathy's soft skin was exhilarating to Loni. The horny little blonde experienced a whispering tingle in her slit as she rubbed the thick fluid over . Kathy's firm young tits. It was strangely exciting to feel her friend's nipples hardening under her fingers. Loni suddenly realized why men enjoyed the feel of a woman's tit.
Loving the taste of jizz, the little blonde nymphet had a sudden urge to lick the slippery cum from her friend's semen-drenched nipples. Unable to control the desire any longer, Loni lowered her mouth down over Kathy's .erect nipple. The taste of the man's jizz and the exciting feel of the young redhead's nipple in her mouth almost blew Loni's mind. Not completely aware of what she was doing, the youngster was soon licking and sucking frantically on Kathy's hot, quivering tits. Her twat was flaming with a new fire as the girl licked and sucked on Kathy's big hard tittie-buds. It was extremely exciting to be enjoying soft, female flesh.
"Oh, Loni," Kathy whispered. "That feels so good, honey. Your lips are so soft and sweet."
Sucking more vigorously on her friend's hard little tits, Loni was vaguely aware that Kathy's hands were slowly moving down across her hip and over the soft flesh of her inner thigh. A wild ecstasy raced through the little blonde's excited young body when Kathy gently inserted her finger into Loni's juicy twat.
"Ooooooooh, God honey," the youngster passionately whispered when the redhead's soft finger slid lightly over her swollen clitty.
The thought of fondling another girl's body had never crossed either girl's mind, but at this moment of high excitation, it seemed perfectly normal to both of them. With the feel of Kathy's finger expertly teasing her clitty, Loni was writhing in ecstasy, her hot sucking lips still locked around the redhead's deliciously hard nipple.
"Oh, Kathy," she panted, throwing her arms around her friend's wet, naked body and drawing the girl's hot open mouth down over hers. "You're so sweet."
Removing her finger from Loni's dripping snatch, Kathy cupped the younger girl's soft bare ass in her hands, pulling her writhing loins up against her own. With their wet tongues entwined in each other's mouths, the two hot youngsters were grinding their pussies together in a slow sensual rhythm as their hard nipples burned fiercely into each other's firm boobs. With their hot, hairy twats rubbing deliciously together, their sucking mouths remained desperately locked in a deep soul kiss. With their mouths still pressed passionately together, both girls simultaneously reached for each other's hot cunts.
With their juice-soaked fingers moving sensually around in their writhing fuck-holes, the two youngsters were stampeding toward a wild orgasm, induced by their mutual masturbation. As the tempo of their finger-fucking increased, their pretty young faces were distorted by the wild passion that had taken over their sex-crazed bodies. The two young teen-agers were frantically writhing their cunts around each other's plunging fingers.
"Oh, Christ!" Kathy shrieked, when without warning she felt a tumultuous orgasm building up in her loins. "I'm gonna come, Loni! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
When the two exhausted youngsters slowly recovered a few minutes later, they saw Mr. Clayborn smiling at them from the edge of the mat.
"That was quite a show," he smiled. "You're the two wildest kids I've ever met."
"We love to suck 'n' fuck," giggled Loni.
"And you look like you're ready again," whispered Kathy, lightly running her fingers over the little heart-shaped mole on his big throbbing cock. "That's cute."
"That's proof I have a lovin' cock," he smiled, glancing down at the mole Kathy was caressing.
"Well," giggled Loni, rolling onto her back as she spread her thighs and lewdly waved her legs in the air. "Let's fuck. It's my turn."
When they finally left the supply room a little later, they were shocked to find the hall filled with students and fans. The locker room was just across the corridor, and the crowd was eagerly waiting for the victorious team to come out.
"Daddy," Pam gasped, seeing her father emerge from the supply room with the two girls. "What were you doing in there?"
"I was just showing these girls some of our new athletic equipment for the girls' program," he stammered.
"Oh, Pam," Loni giggled at the girl she hated with such a passion. "He's just kidding. We were fucking."
"What?" Pam asked in a shocked voice.
"We were fucking," Loni repeated.
"Loni!" Mr. Clayborn snapped. "How can you say such a thing?"
"It's true," Loni giggled. "Why don't you admit it."
"What's the matter with you?" he roared at Loni. "Why are you lying to my daughter?"
"I'm not lying," she hissed, looking back at Pam. "Hasn't your dad ever fucked you?"
"Of course not," Pam said in a firm voice. "And he hasn't fucked you."
"Well, if you've never slept with your dad, you . wouldn't know about it," smiled Loni. "But why don't you ask your mother about the heart-shaped mole on his prick? He loves to have me lick it."
"Loni!" he shouted. "You're a rotten little liar!"
"Fuck you," giggled Loni as she turned to walk away. "See you, Pam, and don't forget to ask your mother about his cute little beauty mark."
It had taken time, but Loni had finally gotten her sweet revenge on Pam Clayborn.
CHAPTER NINE
Pam Clayborn found it almost impossible to sleep that night. Her thoughts kept returning to the two little bitches who'd been in the supply room with her father. When Pam got home that night, her father was up waiting-for her and once more denied everything Loni had said at the gym. Pam loved and respected her father, believing everything he'd ever told her, yet there was a small niggling doubt in the back of her mind. She couldn't understand why this young girl that she'd seen around the school, but never met, would make up such a lie. She couldn't fully understand why her father would be in the room, showing the girls athletic equipment. Pam recalled Loni telling her about the mole on her father's prick, but how could she ever be able to ask her mother about it?
Pam didn't have a chance to be alone with her mother until the next afternoon, when the woman asked her daughter to drive her to the airport. Her mother was flying over to visit her sister in San Francisco for the weekend, as she did every two or three months.
Driving out to the airport, Pam was desperately trying to figure out some way to bring the conversation around to her father's prick.
"Mom," she suddenly asked. "Do you and dad . have a good sex life?"
"Why do you ask that?" asked her mother, startled by the question.
"I don't know," Pam stammered. "I guess kids just take their parents for granted, but as we grow older, we begin looking at you as flesh and blood people."
"Well," her mother smiled, "we have a very good sex life."
"Is daddy a good lover?"
"Fantastic," her mother sighed. "Is he sexy?"
"Oh, yes," her mother replied in a dreamy voice. "He's so sweet and loving."
"I'm glad," smiled Pam, knowing that her dad wouldn't fool around when they had such a warm relationship between them.
"He's so cute," her mother giggled. "I'll tell you a naughty little secret if you'll promise never to breathe a word of it."
"I promise," smiled Pam. "What's your naughty little secret?"
"Well," her mother hesitated. "Your father has the cutest little heart-shaped mole on his thing."
Pam felt as if she'd been hit in the guts by a bowling ball as a cold dampness flooded through her frozen body. Now she knew the naked truth, yet she couldn't visualize her own father fucking that little bitch, Loni.
When Pam arrived back home after dropping her mother off at the airport, she was in a complete daze. She spent the rest of the afternoon wandering restlessly around in the empty house. She still couldn't seem to believe what she now knew was true about her father. If he'd screwed those two little tramps in the gym, he'd probably made it with dozens of other young kids. She wondered how many of the girls at school were snickering behind her back after they'd been screwed by her dad.
Pam had been horny to be fucked for the last two years, but she'd denied herself because of her father's reputation and respect in the community. While Pam had been alone in her bed, masturbating, her father was out helping other girls reach orgasms. The injustice of it was making the girl furious. She was sorry that Kent was out of town, because she would have given him the wildest fuck he'd ever had. From now on, she was going to enjoy every cock-filled minute of her life. She was going to have big hard cocks spewing jizz into her pussy every fucking night. Her wet slit was itching with desire as she thought about her new future.
Her thoughts kept returning to Loni and her father, and she could vividly see him plunging his hard dick into the little teen-ager's cunt. She could visualize the youngster's soft young legs entwined around her father's waist as she took Iris cock deeply into her hot little fuck-hole. She suddenly wondered how it would feel to have her own legs wrapped around her dad while his big thick cock spewed a torrent of fuck-cum into her belly. Thinking about it, Pam slowly came to the realization that she wanted her father's cock more than anything else in the world. Why shouldn't he be the one to deflower his virgin daughter?
Sitting alone in the house with her dad that night, Pam could hardly wait until it was time for bed. She wasn't quite sure how she was going to do it, but Pam knew she'd end up in the sack with him.
Deciding to tease him a bit, the girl had slipped off her panties and was sitting in a chair directly opposite him as they idly watched television. She raised her short skirt as high as she dared, crossing her legs to give him a good look at the bare flesh of her inner thighs. If Loni had turned him on, Pam was certainly going to give it a try.
Glancing over at his lovely young daughter, George Clayborn was startled at the careless way the girl was sitting. Her eyes were glued on the television set, but most of her inner thighs were completely exposed. He could see almost up to her snatch. Embarrassed at seeing his own child's naked flesh, he quickly averted his eyes. Pam teasingly spread her legs wider apart, and when her father glanced back a few moments later, he was greeted by the sight of her fully exposed pussy. Seeing her wet, shiny little slit glistening between her shimmering red pussy hairs was a sight to behold. He hadn't realized how the youngster had grown into a lovely young lady. He was fully aware that she was his daughter, but he couldn't get over the sight of her juicy little twat tucked so snugly between her smooth, creamy thighs. Still trying to concentrate on the television screen, he kept stealing furtive glances at her lewdly exposed twat.
Pam was completely aware of what was going on and was pleased that her father was so obviously intrigued with her cunt. Spreading her legs and lifting her knees, Pam raised her feet, resting her bare heels on the front of the cushion. In this position, the entire length of her slippery open slit was blatantly exposed to the man.
Pam's father almost shit his pants when he glanced up a few seconds later and saw her juicy cunt thrusting boldly out from her wide-open thighs. She'd dropped her hand down between her legs, and her fingers were idly tracing over the soft naked flesh of her inner thigh. George Clayborn could feel his heart pounding as he watched her fingers creep up and lightly scratch the edge of her . slit.
Still pretending to be watching television, Pam was completely aware of her father's aroused state. Through the corner of her eye, she could see the excited expression on his face as he kept taking furtive glances up between her legs. She knew how hot he was getting and she intended to bring him to a complete boil by the time they went to bed.
George Clayborn's cock was throbbing urgently as he watched the girl slip the tip of her finger into her slippery, hot pussy. He couldn't believe it when the youngster closed her eyes and began thrusting the full length of her finger in and out of her dripping twat. Arching her hips up, she threw her head against the chair and began writhing her cunt around the deeply imbedded finger.
"What the hell are you doing?" he suddenly shouted, unable to control himself any longer.
"Masturbating," she whispered, without opening her eyes.
"Stop it!" he yelled in a hoarse voice.
"But it feels so good," she sighed, slowly removing her finger from her hot, sucking cunt.
When he didn't say anything more, Pam stood up and walked over to where her father was seated.
"Good night, daddy," she whispered, bending down to kiss him. When their mouths met, the girl slid her tongue in between his lips. She'd never kissed him this way, and she could feel his body quivering with a new excitement.
"God, I'm horny tonight," she giggled as she walked toward the stairs. "I think I'll finger myself off when I get in bed."
When the girl had disappeared up the stairs, her father was shaking violently in his chair, beads of cold perspiration popping out all over his brow. He'd almost grabbed for her twat when she pressed her hot open mouth over his. He couldn't believe that he was lusting for his own child, yet the sight of her juicy little cunt had been a wild turn-on.
Later, as he tossed and turned in bed, his cock was throbbing violently at the vivid recollection of his daughter's hot little cunt. His hand was under the sheet, idly fondling his big thick sausage when the door opened and Pam walked into the room.
"Are you awake, daddy?" she whispered.
"Yes, honey," he answered.
"I can't go to sleep," she sighed, turning on the lamp and sitting on the edge of his bed.
"What's the trouble?" her father asked, trying to conceal the big lump under the sheet as he stared . at the youngster in her short, low-cut little nightie. Most of her ripe young breasts were daringly revealed by the deep V neckline. Only the tips of her erect nipples were concealed beneath the thin material.
"I want to see the mole on your cock," she whispered, brushing her long red hair back from her naked shoulders.
"That little bitch was lying," he gasped.
"No, she wasn't, daddy," Pam smiled. "Mom told me about your mole, and I want to see it."
"Nonsense," he barked. "I'll be damned if you'll see my thing."
"Please, daddy," she giggled. "I let you see my pussy tonight."
"You were purposely exposing it?" her father gasped.
"Sure, silly," Pam laughed. "Now let me see your mole."
"No!"
"Please," she whispered, grabbing at. the sheet and pulling it back, revealing his big throbbing dong.
"Oh, daddy," she giggled excitedly. "Have you got a hard-on!"
Before he could move or say anything, the girl reached down and clasped his cock in her cool soft hands.
"And there's your mole," she whispered, flicking her tongue lightly around the lust-bloated head of his cock.
"What the hell are you doing?" her father gasped.
"I'm lickin' your prick, daddy," she giggled. "Just lickin' your big sweet prick."
"Where did you learn that filth?" he asked, making a weak effort to push her soft lips away from his excited cock.
"I've sucked off lots of guys," she answered, swirling her hot wet tongue all over his lurching cock-head.
"Well, you're not going to suck me off," he protested.
"You let Loni suck it," she argued. "She's not my daughter."
"Who means the most to you," Pam asked. "Loni or me?"
"You, of course," was his reply.
"Then let me suck you off, too," the girl teased.
Although the idea of allowing his daughter to lick his prick seemed terribly wrong to him, her soft wet tongue was sending wild tingles racing through his entire body. He decided to let her mouth him for a few more moments before pushing her away.
Opening her mouth wide, Pam wrapped her hot slippery lips around his big shiny cock-head, her tongue swirling deliciously against the sensitive underside of his throbbing knob.
George Clayborn's big muscular body was lurching frantically beneath her as the girl began bobbing her head up and down over his big meaty cock. The feel of his swollen knob slithering in and out of her hot, sucking mouth was driving him crazy. He no longer cared if it were his daughter or not, her deliciously sucking lips were blowing his mind.
"Do you like it, daddy?" she whispered between sucks. "Do you like being sucked off by your naughty little girl?"
"Christ, yes, baby," he shuddered. "Just keep sucking!"
The feel of his big hard dick sliding over her tongue was incestuously exciting to the horny youngster. Grasping his cock in her hands, "Pam began licking up and down the entire underside of her father's thick, sinewy shaft. When her mouth reached the base, her tongue lapped out against the thick crinkly skin of his sperm-swollen nut-sac. Sucking and licking on his big hair-covered bag, she soon had it glistening-wet with her sweet spit. Removing her sucking lips from his saliva-drenched balls, Pam's wicked little tongue began teasing back up the underside of his straining shaft.
George Clayborn was thrashing frantically on the bed as his lovely young daughter licked and sucked lewdly on his bursting cock. He was acutely aware that he was tensing for an explosive climax when Pam suddenly removed her mouth from his quivering prick.
"Don't stop, honey!" he gasped. "Please don't stop!"
"It's all right, daddy," she whispered, kissing him lightly on the lips. "I don't want you to come yet."
"Oh, Pam," he begged, excitedly watching the girl pulling her brief little nightie over her head. "Please keep sucking."
"Don't worry, daddy," she whispered, noticing how he was staring at her lusciously hard nipples. "I will, but now it's time for you to lick my pussy for a while."
She wanted him to eat her out while he was in this super-horny state of excitement. The girl was afraid he'd cool off if she popped his load for him.
"See how juicy it feels," she whispered, taking her dad's hand and inserting his finger deep into her hot little pussy.
An excited shudder shook the man when his finger slid up into Pam's slippery fuck-hole. The feel of her warm, slushy flesh around his finger almost blew his mind. Withdrawing his finger from her scalding cunt, he licked off every drop of the sweet sticky fluid.
"Please suck my pussy, daddy," she whispered. "Please eat my cunt."
Panting with lust, he quickly moved down and buried his flushed face between his lovely daughter's smooth young thighs. He pushed his mouth hotly against her juicy slit, snuggled so deliciously in the soft nest of russet-tinted pussy hairs. The feel of her warm quivering cunt-flesh around his thick tongue sent hot flames of passion surging through his groin. The bittersweet taste of the abundant cunt juice oozing out of her quivering little slit was driving him wild. His tongue was plunging crazily in and out of her hot slippery fuck-hole as the girl cradled her father's slurping face between her soft naked thighs.
"Oh, daddy," the girl whispered. "That feels so fuckin' good."
With his face completely smeared with her flowing cunt juice, his slurping mouth sucked frantically on Pam's hot little box.
"That's it, daddy, that's it!" she squealed with delight when his tongue brushed lightly against her sensitive clitoris. "Suck my clitty! Suck my fuckin' ditty!"
Closing his lips over the hard little girl-cock, he sensually swirled it around his tongue.
"Oh, daddy," she cried, her trembling hands pushing his face down tighter against her squirming little pussy. "That feels so fucking good!"
Pam was lurching so wildly that her father could hardly keep his mouth locked over her writhing . slit. Grasping her gyrating hips tightly in his hands, he buried his face even deeper into her juice-slickened cunt.
"Oh, daddy," she sobbed as his thick wet tongue slithered deliciously around her hard quivering clit. "I love you! I love you!"
Spurred on by his daughter's excited little squeals, he began licking and sucking more rapidly on her hot, juicy little twat, his tongue swirling madly around her lust-swollen clit.
"Suck, daddy, suck," she screamed, arching her pussy up tighter against his mouth. "I'm coming! I'm comiiiinnnnnggggg! OH, SHIT! EEEEAAAA-GGGGGHHHHH! CHRIST, DADDY, I'MMMMM COOMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGG!"
Her little body jerked and convulsed violently as she was swallowed by her orgasm.
"Gee, I love you," she whispered a few minutes later as she cradled her dad's juice-smeared face between her soft naked tits.
"And I love you," he sighed.
"Are you ready for me to bring you off?" she smiled, gently stroking his big throbbing sausage.
"Christ, yes," he panted.
Quickly getting to her knees, she straddled his loins and slowly lowered her pussy down toward his bursting cock.
"What are you doing?" he gasped.
"I'm gonna screw you," she giggled.
"No you're not," he shouted.
"Why not?" she lied. "I've been fucked by plenty of guys."
"I don't care," the man gasped. "You're my daughter."
Afraid that he'd stop her, she quickly plunged down over his hard cock, forcing it all the way up into her torn guts.
"Eeeegggghhhhh!" she shrieked in pain as his big sinewy shaft sipped savagely up through her virginal tissues. She remained perfectly still, with his massive prick filling her unused cunt, until the initial pain began to subside. The discomfort slowly turned to an intense pleasure as she felt his big prick throbbing deliciously against the sensitive walls of her clutching cunt.
With his shaft securely buried in the grasping depths of her tight pussy, Pam rolled over until her father was above her. Grasping his ass-cheeks in her hands, she drew him deeper into her horny little fuck-hole. Locking her legs behind his knees, she screwed her slit up against him, making certain that she had his entire dick imbedded in her cunt.
Crazed at the feel of her tight cunt flesh squeezing against his cock, the man began slowly driving his massive fuck-tool in and out of his daughter's hot little cunt, the entire length of his . quivering rod glistening with her warm, slippery twat juices. As her father pounded deeper and harder, Pam's head was rolling crazily back and forth, her long red hair flailing wildly around her flushed, excited face. The room was reverberating with her moans and the sounds of her hot wet cunt juices squishing around his slippery cock. As he pounded deeper and harder, Pam instinctively drew her knees up, further exposing more of her frothy slit to his battering assault.
"I love you, daddy," she whimpered up to him, her arms locked around his shoulders as his big bloated cock continued driving into her pleasure-crazed cunt.
Relentlessly plunging his throbbing prick into her slippery young slit, the man could feel his climax building up deep in his balls.
"Oh, daddy! I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!" the girl sobbed, frantically snaking her lush young thighs around her father's broad shoulders, exposing the entire length of her dripping wet slit to his pounding cock. Her body lurched violently every time his big dick slammed up into her battered little fuck-hole. The feel of his big swollen knob pounding up into her belly, and the sensations of his thick cock rubbing deliciously against her hard, sensitive clit was driving the girl wild.
"I'm coming! I'M COMING!" she shrieked as she felt her father's hot thick cum gushing up into her shuddering little fuck-hole. Her young body writhed and lurched up against her father's as the orgasm engulfed her. Trembling with ecstasy, she screwed her hot little cunt up tighter around his belching cock as it continued spewing spurt after spurt of white-hot jizz into her glowing pussy.
"Oh, God, I love you," she whispered up to him, as delicious little sensations continued flowing through her quivering flesh.
They never left the bed until they had to pick up Pam's mother at the airport the following evening.
CHAPTER TEN
When Dale Collins' sister returned from her extended vacation, the math teacher had to discontinue his afternoon sessions with his horny young students. One morning when Peg informed him that she was going shopping and wouldn't be home until evening, he decided to take Loni over to his house after school. With Peg out shopping, it would give him an ideal opportunity to fuck little Loni again.
"Gee, Mr. Collins," Loni giggled, as she sat next to him in the car. "It's been so long since we've fucked, and I'm just hotter than hell."
"Good," he smiled. "My cock's ready to explode."
"It sure is," she grinned, reaching over and touching the big hard bulge in his pants.
When they entered the house, Dale was greeted by the sight of his naked wife spread out on the sofa. Her deliciously tapered legs were waving lewdly in the air, and Kent Bradley was crouched between them, with his cock poised to enter her steamy cunt.
"That's it, Kent!" she was squealing. "Oh Christ, baby, put it in."
Dale had never seen his wife's face as beautiful as it looked to him now. The passion had brought an exciting fire to her eyes and a flushed glow to her cheeks that was almost breathtaking.
"Look at them go at it," giggled Loni.
"Jesus Christ," the teacher gasped. "I can't believe it!"
"How long has this little affair been going on?" Loni whispered.
"It beats the shit out of me," was his answer.
"Are you pissed off?" she asked.
"Not really," he replied. "It's tough for the pot to call the kettle black."
"Let's get undressed and join 'em," Loni giggled. "It looks like a good party."
Peg and the young football star was so passionately involved with each other that neither of them noticed Loni and Dale when they entered the room. The teacher and his horny young student quietly disrobed and sat down on a couch to watch what promised to be a fucking good show.
"Come on, you beauty," Dale heard his wife whisper as she tenderly guided Kent's cock-head toward her juice-drenched slit.
Dale stared in numb fascination as Peg closed her smoldering eyes in anticipation as the big purple knob probed up against her slippery wet pussy lips. He watched his beautiful wife biting down on her trembling lower lip as she arched her . loins up. With Peg's juice-slickened cunt only a few short feet from his eyes, Dale stared at the young athlete's hard cock pushing against the soft pink flesh of his wife's quivering slit. Peg's lust-swollen cunt lips slowly opened like the petals of an exotic flower to swallow the boy's gleaming cock-head.
"Oh, sweet baby," he heard his wife sob in ecstasy as the big blood-bloated knob stretched her eager cunt-mouth further open.
Once his big cock-head had slipped through the juicy opening, Peg clasped her arms around his back and, arching her hips, she lifted her cunt up to receive the deliciously hard prick that was slowly sliding up into her hot, hungry fuck-hole.
"Jesus Christ, I love your cock," Peg whispered when the full length of the boy's tool was completely imbedded in her sex-crazed belly.
Peg's dark, smoldering eyes were half-closed in ecstasy as she locked her smooth, creamy-white legs behind his knees, grinding her hot, squishy slit even tighter around the base of his cock. From the way her puckered little ass-hole was opening and contracting, Dale could tell that his wife's cunt muscles were deliciously squeezing and milking the boy's deeply imbedded cock.
Dale's hard prick was throbbing with excitement as he watched Kent slowly withdraw his big juice-slickened rod until only the head remained . buried in the soft nest of his wife's shimmering black pussy hairs. Dale's bulging eyes followed Kent's shaft as it once more disappeared up into Peg's hot slippery twat. Each time the boy withdrew his prick, Dale could see his wife's pink cunt lips hungrily grasping at his hard cock, and when he drove back in, they followed it with a delicious slurping sound.
Reaching for Loni's hand, Dale wrapped the youngster's fingers around his lurching cock. The sight of his wife being fucked by the big football player was driving him wild.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," Peg squealed, wildly tossing her flushed face from side to side. "Your cock feels so good, baby! It feels so fuckin' good!"
The room was reverberating with the slurping sounds of her hot cunt juices squishing around the boy's wet, slippery fuck-pole. The sights and sounds were blowing Dale's mind as he grasped Loni's wrist, propelling her hand up and down his throbbing dick.
"Oh, you fuckin' beauty," Dale heard his wife whisper to the youth as she covered his lips with her scalding open mouth.
Mewling softly in the young man's ear, Peg pulled him tighter against her hot, naked flesh. The beautiful woman's big full tits were squishing deliciously back and forth under the boy's muscular chest, her hard nipples burning into his bare flesh.
"Oh, sweet baby," Peg sobbed. "Please finish me off, honey! I can't stand much more! It's so fuckin' good ... SO FUCKIN' GOOD!"
Hearing a sound behind him, Dale turned to see George Clayborn and his daughter, Pam, standing just inside the open door. When the prominent board member hadn't found the math teacher in his classroom after school, he'd decided to drive over to his house with Pam to see the man. When they got up to the door, it was ajar and the fuck party was in full progress.
Dale's mouth dropped open with shock. The president of the school board was staring at him as he sat naked on the couch with one of his students jacking him off. Even worse was the spectacle of his wife being fucked by the young athlete while her husband looked on.
Knowing that he faced immediate expulsion from his job, Dale could find nothing to say or do, and he was shocked when little Loni turned around and smiled at the man.
"Hi, Mr. Clayborn," she giggled, getting up and walking over to him. "We're havin' a fuck party."
"So I see," he grinned down at the little naked nymphet.
"And I see you've got a hard-on," she whispered, reaching down and touching the big bulge in the front of his pants. "I'm sure glad you're here. I'm hotter than hell, and all Mr. Collins wants to do is watch his wife getting fucked."
"And she's getting a real good screwing," he smiled, looking over at the furiously fucking couple.
"That's just what I need, honey," Loni whispered as she unbuckled his belt. "Hurry up and get your damned pants off."
Dale Collins couldn't believe it as he saw George Clayborn quickly disrobing.
"Would you mind getting up?" Loni said to Dale as she led the bare-assed banker toward him. "Mr. Clayborn is gonna fuck me on the couch."
Completely confused, Dale glanced over at the man's daughter, and could hardly believe his eyes when he saw Pam quickly stripping. His attention was suddenly drawn back to his wife and the young football player by Peg's wild squeals.
"That's it, baby!" Peg was shrieking. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!"
Kent was slamming his steel-hard cock into Peg's sucking cunt with a wild renewed fury.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she was squealing, her excited face distorted with lust, her bulging eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. "Fuck, you sweet . baby, fuck!"
Dale could tell from his wife's muscle spasms that she was rapidly approaching an orgasm. Crazed with the sight of the young man's cock slamming up into Peg's cunt, Dale was wildly stroking his throbbing dong.
"Oh, Christ, baby!" Peg sobbed, snaking her smooth white legs tightly around his waist. "Give it to me, baby! Give all of it to me!"
His mind reeling with excitement, Dale stared at Kent's big lust-swollen pole slamming viciously into Peg's cunt. Every mighty thrust was bouncing her creamy ass several inches off the couch.
"Oh, darling," Peg was sobbing. "I'm almost there ... almost there!"
Dale could see from the way Kent was tensing that he was about to shoot his load. Kent suddenly gave a violent thrust and his muscular body began jerking frantically.
"NO!" screamed Peg as she felt his jizz squirting up into her fuck-hole. "Not yet! Not yet! I haven't come ... HAVEN'T COME!"
Kent's rapidly shrinking cock made a sucking, slurping sound as he slowly withdrew and rolled over onto the floor. Peg was screaming hysterically as she clawed at her empty cunt.
Unable to control himself any longer, Dale rushed over to where his wife was writhing on the . couch. Roughly parting her thighs, he drove his stiff prick up into her hot, jizz-drenched slit.
"Oh, Dale!" she squealed, seeing her husband for the first time. "Give it to me, honey! Finish me off, baby. Make me come!"
It was very obvious that his wife didn't give a damn whose cock it was, as long as it was big and hard.
When Pam saw Kent roll over onto the floor, she rushed over to him and inserted his limp, wet cock into her mouth.
"Oh, honey," she whispered, sucking wildly on his flaccid prick. "Let's get it hard again, baby. I'm not a virgin anymore and I want you to fuck me."
George Clayborn was crouched between Loni's legs on the other couch, preparing to ram his cock up her hot little pussy.
"Oooooh, yes," she whispered up to him. "I want your cock, baby. Ram it in."
Looking down into her child-like little face, he suddenly recalled how she'd tried to shame him in front of Pam. For a brief moment he felt like choking the brat.
"Ram it in, Mr. Clayborn," she begged as he drew back.
"I will," he smiled, getting up from the couch. "What are you doing?" she asked, puzzled by his strange behavior.
"You'll see," he continued, smiling. "Kneel down in front of the sofa. I have a nice surprise for you."
"What is it?"
"Just relax," the man continued in a soothing voice. "Just rest your elbows on the cushion."
Kneeling behind her, he reached between the girl's legs and dipped his fingers up into her dripping wet slit. When he had a handful of her creamy cunt juice, he began smearing it all around her little puckered asshole.
"What are you doing?" she giggled, enjoying the feel of his finger against her little shitter.
"You'll see," he whispered, reaching up between her legs for more cunt juice.
When the youngster's quivering little asshole was completely drenched with the slippery secretion, he suddenly drove his middle finger up through her tight anal opening, swirling it around in the hot darkness of her rectum.
"Stop it, you bastard," she screamed. "That hurts!"
Locking his free hand tightly around her waist, he pulled the screaming girl back against his imbedded finger.
"Let me go!" she screamed. "Get your fuckin' finger out of there!"
Finally withdrawing his probing digit, he firmly grasped her hips and nudged his cock-head up against her unwilling little asshole.
"Well, baby," he hissed, lunging forward with a mighty thrust. "You wanted my cock, and here it is!"
"EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGG!" she screamed as his stiff prick ripped savagely into her virginal rectum. "Stop it, you sonovabitch! Please! Please! Oh, Christ, that HURTS!"
"So you told Pam about my mole," he hissed, ignoring her painful shrieks. "Take this and this and this, you fuckin' little chippy!"
Loni had never felt such pain in her life. It felt like her inflamed asshole had been ripped to shreds.
"STOP IT!" she shrieked. "I CAN'T STAND IT ANY MORE, YOU FUCKIN' SLOB!"
Completely ignoring her, he grasped her hips more tightly and continued driving his stiff dick in and out of the hot tightness of her squeezing rectum. He had never enjoyed anything as much as the screaming youngster's slippery shitter.
It seemed to Loni that the pain would never stop, and then she slowly realized that she didn't really want it to stop. There was something vaguely exciting about the brutality of his assault on her asshole. As her cruelly stretched anal opening began to relax, the girl began eagerly anticipating every pounding stroke. She was soon thrusting her ass back to meet every thrilling plunge of his cock. The initial pain had been completely replaced by a wild new ecstasy.
Moving his hand down from her hip, he probed around between her pussy lips for the youngster's clitty.
"Ooooooh, yes," she squealed when his finger found her throbbing clitoris. "That feels so fuckin' good!"
The banker was trembling with intense pleasure as his thick cock slithered in and out of the hot, buttery depths of her asshole. The tight, stretched tissues of her sucking rectum squeezed deliciously against his plunging prick.
"Oh, Christ, this is neat," Loni sobbed, thrusting her ass back to meet every breathtaking plunge of the man's battering cock. "Fuck me harder, baby, harder!"
Every vicious stroke sent flames of unbelievable pleasure screaming through her body, doubly enhanced by the feel of his finger on her clitty. Every nerve in her entire body was tingling with a passion she'd never felt. The intense joy was carrying her higher and higher toward an ecstasy she'd never experienced before in her young life.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" she suddenly screamed when she felt the man's hot jizz gushing up into her bowels. "That's it, honey! Squirt! Squirt! SQUIRT! FILL ME, HONEY! SQUIRT ME FULL!"
Collapsing over the cushion, Loni could still feel the older man's thick fuck-cream spurting up into her deliciously ravaged rectum.
Back on the other couch, Dale was grinding his hard cock around in his shuddering wife's hot, slippery fuck-hole.
"Oh, God, that feels good," Peg moaned, screwing her body up closer against his. She couldn't remember her husband's cock ever feeling so big and hard. She could feel his thick, meaty prick pressing deliciously against her slippery cuntal flesh.
"Oh, Dale," she sobbed as his hot stiff rod plunged in and out of her foaming cunt. "Your dong feels so fuckin' big today!"
Holding him tightly in her arms, Peg was throwing her soft white hips up to meet every strke of his stiff, plunging cock. The lips of her frothy hot cunt were sucking and grasping at the base of his slippery dong, trying frantically to suck more of it into her greedy pussy.
Dale could feel his cock-head swelling bigger and bigger as it slid smoothly against the soft fleshy ridges of her deliciously sucking cunt. It felt as if his big bloated knob would explode from the intense sensations induced by his wife's hot, juice-drenched fuck-hole.
"Oh, baby, you can fuck," she whispered, recalling all the glorious nights she'd spent in her husband's arms. "You can really fuck!"
It seemed that Peg had been riding his glorious cock for hours when she felt her orgasm slowly building up in her loins.
"Oh, Dale, honey," she sobbed. "Fuck me faster! Pour it to me, baby!"
Crazed with lust, they were soon banging into each other with passion-crazed lust. Her husband's excessively stiff cock had never felt so fucking good to the lurching woman.
"Faster, baby, faster!" squealed Peg, lewdly waving her luscious legs in the air, exposing even more of her slippery, open slit to his rampaging dong.
Frantically increasing the speed of his thrust, Dale could feel his balls tightening up in his sac as he rapidly approached his climax.
"Harder, darling, harder!" she cried, screwing her frothy cunt up tighter around his plunging dick. "Fuck, honey, fuck! I'm almost there!"
Their ecstasy had reached a point where Peg could hardly take any more. Her long dark hair was flying all around her beautifully distorted face as her head rolled from side to side, her smoldering . eyes staring sightlessly at the spinning ceiling. Her lovely red mouth was gaping open as she squealed and writhed beneath his pounding body. The sweet agony and ecstasy was almost more than she could stand as his juice-slickened cock slithered hotly against her quivering clit.
"I'm coming, honey, I'm coming!" she screamed, arching her pussy up to receive the hot jizz that was gushing out of his exploding cock-head.
The thick wet cum was splattering all over the walls of her cunt as it continued spewing out of his jerking prick.
"That's it, baby!" she sobbed, clinging tightly to her husband. "Keep squirtin', honey! Fill me up! I'm coming! I'M COMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!"
Covering his lips with her hot open mouth, she desperately clung to him until the last spurt had dribbled out of his wonderful cock.
"Oh, Dale," she whispered, as she felt him withdraw his wet limp cock. "I want you to fuck me all afternoon."
"You'll have to wait until my prick gets hard again," he smiled.
"I'm ready now," she heard a strange voice say.
Looking up, Peg saw George Clayborn for the first time. He was standing over her, clutching his big naked cock in his hands. Watching Dale fucking Peg had quickly brought his recently spent prick back to a throbbing hard-on.
"Hi, Mr. Clayborn," she smiled, surprised to see the banker in room.
"Hello, Mrs. Collins," he grinned excitedly. "Do you mind if I make a deposit?"
"Not at all," she whispered. "I just want to be fucked all day long."
As he crawled between her eagerly opened thighs, Peg saw Pam Clayborn inserting Dale's wet limp cock in her mouth.
"God, baby," she heard Pam whisper. "I've just gotta get you hard again. I want you to fuck me like you fucked your wife. Jesus Christ, that was wild."
Just before George Clayborn's big muscular body blocked her view, Peg could see little Loni Baker spreading her thighs to receive Kent Bradley's big throbbing dong. Peg was pleased to see that everyone was enjoying themselves so much.
Later that evening as they were all all gathered in the kitchen for a late snack, Peg walked over and put her arm around her husband.
"Gee, honey," she giggled. "We should give parties like this more often."
"I'm willing," Dale smiled.
"I hope I'll be on your regular guest list," Clayborn laughed, reaching over and patting Peg's bare ass.
"Don't worry," laughed Dale. "You'll always be included as long as you bring your hot-cunted daughter."
"That's no problem," giggled Pam. "I'll be here. I love all you big studs."
"And how about Loni?" asked Dale. "Loni's lovin' lips started the whole damned thing."
"I'm glad I did," she smiled. "This is better than everyone sneaking around."
"Then how about next Saturday night?" asked Peg.
She was answered by a chorus of enthusiastic cheers.
