Sex for many children starts between siblings. The dual desire and will is there. So it is no wonder that the attraction between twins can be of such intensity as this book depicts.
But whether it is between children, or children and parents, or children and teachers, the important point is the knowledge that sex is a compulsive force in society at any level. It cannot be totally contained. Like an explosive destined to ignite, it can only be directed.
Books such as this are a desperate plea for society to reevaluate its position-to toss aside the moral blindness that seeks to stuff sex into a closet and find some other approach that can lead to eventually satisfaction for the majority of the children being brought up in today's society.
It is not a huge goal-or even an impossible one. It is only the product of rational thought about a terribly important topic.
THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
Phyllis Fields made a last-minute check around the bedroom. Everything necessary seemed to be packed for the trip. Mike was dressed and ready. His shaving gear was the last thing to go into his suitcase.
"All set?" he asked his wife.
"I suppose," Phyllis answered. "I've looked and looked, but I know we'll forget something."
"People always do," he said, smiling.
Phyllis sat on the edge of the bed, a worried expression creeping across her face.
"Come on, hon," her husband said, crossing the room and putting his arm around her shoulders. "Bobbi and Teddy will be just fine."
"But they're only babies!"
"They'll soon be thirteen, and they're very smart for their ages. They know how to take care of themselves-"
"If we could have found someone to stay with them,-"
"It isn't necessary. They have the neighbors, and Mrs. Wilson will be in almost every day to cook for them, and they have money, and-"
"Oh, I know," Phyllis Fields said. "But two weeks is such a long time to leave them alone."
"Maybe we can get back earlier. If your father improved-"
"I promised my sister I'd take some of the work off her hands. Oh, Mike, maybe we should take them with us after all."
"You know that's impossible, hon. The show at the school is for the benefit of some very important charities. And Bobbi and Teddy are almost the stars of it. Why, they're even singing one of their own songs. They just can't walk out on it now. I understand their feelings perfectly."
Phyllis could have cried. The twins probably had a deeper sense of civic responsibility than she did.
"You're right," she said, standing up. "Our children are not only the most beautiful and talented kids in this town, they're-they're angels!"
Mike Fields laughed.
"And they understand that our leaving town is an emergency. Now why don't you try to remember that?"
Phyllis Fields smiled at her husband.
"Come on," she said, "let's say goodbye to them and get going. If I wait around any longer, I might not go!"
The twins watched their parents drive away. Standing in the doorway, both dressed in jeans and plaid shirts, it was hard to tell them apart. They were the same height and both had blond hair that was almost white. Teddy's was a bit shorter than Bobbi's, but just as curly. And when Bobbi stood up very straight, the beginnings of very prominent breasts pressed against the material of her shirt. Except for that, they could have passed for one another in a pinch.
"Want to rehearse?" Teddy asked, when the car was finally out of sight.
"Bobbi had a different idea.
"Not right now. There are a couple of things I have to do. Besides, I thought you were rehearsing with Cal Malone on your scene together."
"Yeah," Teddy said. "He'll be over in about a half hour."
"Okay, see you later."
Bobbi made a beeline for her parents' bedroom. She knew exactly where to look for the magazines. She'd seen her father quickly hide them when she walked into the room one morning without knocking. She went to the small smoking stand between the twin beds and opened the door.
Damn! she thought. They aren't there!
Bobbi only had a glimpse of the cover of the book her father had been reading in bed, but the photograph was enough to tell her just what kind of magazine it was. These were strictly adult publications. Some of the girls at school talked about them, but nobody "her age could buy them, even if they knew where to look.
She began to search the bedroom now. Unless her parents had thrown away these books, they'd have to be somewhere ! She took a chair from her mother's dressing table and searched the top shelves of the closets. The search yielded nothing. Then she looked in various boxes on the lower shelves-boxes containing hats, old shoes, discarded clothing, odds and ends of things that had been stored away for years. Still nothing.
Her mother's bureau was also devoid of anything very interesting. Her father's was a little bit more intriguing. She found several boxes of contraceptives. "Rubbers," she'd heard boys call them. She knew exactly what they were and what they were used for. She and some of her girlfriends had even played with a box of them once, blowing them up like balloons.
Then in the bottom drawer of her father's bureau, she found the magazines and books. There were over a dozen of them, and Bobbi couldn't believe her good luck!
She didn't waste time looking at them then. She wanted, instead, to get them safely into her own room before Teddy saw her. He was still downstairs, she knew, because she heard the refrigerator door closing when she tiptoed down the hallway. She went into her bedroom, closed the door, and spread the magazines and books out on her bed, making sure she could see the covers of every one of them.
Bobbi was astounded! She hadn't realized that it was possible to buy books with pictures like these. The first one she picked up was the one her father had been reading. She knew it was the same because it was the largest, a full-sized, glossy magazine with a color photograph of a man and woman on the cover. They were both nude and lying on a bed. The picture had been taken between their legs, looking up. Her one thigh was raised, and the man's stiff cock was penetrating her hairy pussy. From the angle of the shot, it was possible to see his buttocks as well as hers, and also his big, fat balls.
Bobbi had never seen an adult man nude before, except on rare occasions when some of her girlfriends brought pictures to school. But those photographs had only been classic poses, never specifically sexy pictures like these. She was surprised to see how much hair the man had on his ass and balls. She wondered if all men did.
The girl reached down and let her hand gently rub the front of her crotch. A warm, tingling sensation had started there, and her other hand almost trembled as she turned the pages.
The same man and woman were in another photograph on the inside cover. In this pose, he was straddling her chest and playing with her big, round breasts. The nipples of her breasts were the largest Bobbi had ever seen. Her own nipples were still quite small, as were most of her girlfriends' that she showered with at school, but she knew her mother's were not this big either, because she had seen her mother dressing one day when she forgot to close the bedroom door all the way.
The woman had her hand wrapped around the man's enormous cock, and she was holding her mouth open to indicate that she wanted to suck it. The photograph Was so clear, and taken in such a good light, that Bobbi could see a little drop of moisture oozing from the tip of the man's big prick. As she stared at the picture, the warmth in her crotch got hotter and hotter, and she began to rub her fingers more firmly against the denim material of her jeans.
On the next page, the photograph almost made the girl's head feel dizzy! The woman's pussy was being pictured in a real closeup, and the man was holding the lips of it apart. Bobbi had never seen what a pussy looked like inside. She had examined herself in the mirror, of course, and she and several of her school friends had looked at each other, but their young cunts were nothing like this. The woman's hole was so open a fat finger could have gone into it without being felt. And the hair that framed the lips was thick and black, becoming even thicker on the lower belly around the vee of her crotch.
Bobbi quickly slipped out of her jeans while she continued to stare at the magazines. She examined her pussy then, darting her eyes back and forth between her crotch and the picture. No, there was no comparison. Her own cunt lips, just starting to show a prominent fullness, were almost devoid of hair. A very fine down of white, white hairs could be seen if you looked in the proper light. Otherwise, it seemed completely bald. She leaned down and tried to separate the lips of her vagina, but they would only stretch so far. She caught the same glimpse of soft pink flesh behind the lips that she had seen many times, but her hole wasn't prominent at all. She could only make it open with her fingers, and she began to do this now while she continued to turn pages of the magazine.
In the next photograph, the woman was sucking the man's cock and playing with his balls. Considering the size of the thick piece of meat, Bobbi couldn't understand how she was able to take so much of it. It was all inside her mouth and throat except for perhaps two inches, and the man's big tool had looked to be ten inches long at least. He was stretched back with his thighs spread, and the balls in her hand looked wet and slimy. Bobbi wondered if the woman had been licking them with her tongue!
The girl's groin was catching on fire now, and she forced two fingers deeply into the cleft of her vagina. She knew how far she could push before the pain started.
Damn my virginity! she thought. I'll have to get rid of it one of these days!
In the next photograph, the man was pushing something up inside the woman's pussy. It was round and long and white, with little ridges running along the sides. Bobbi had never seen a vibrator, but she had come upon an ad in the back of a magazine once that had a drawing of one. This must surely be what the man was using. The girl knew that the plastic object had a battery inside, and that when it was turned on, it made tingling sensations. She closed her eyes for a moment and pretended that it was her own pussy that was getting the vibrator shoved into it. She wished the man in the picture could have been in the bed with her now, pushing her back, spreading her legs! She wondered if her father had a cock so big and thick and fat and beautiful looking-if he ever did these things with Mama-
Bobbi's fingers began to move quickly back and forth in her hot little hole now, and the sensation was going to be one of the most intense she'd ever experienced, she knew that for sure! She and her girlfriends had been masturbating alone and with one another for over a year now, and each time seemed to be better and better.
In the next picture, the woman had pushed the man onto his stomach, and she was working the same vibrator up between the cheeks of his ass, shoving it right into his hole!
Oh, no! the little girl thought. Surely a man couldn't-or could he?
The fingers in her pussy were beginning to feel moist.
Downstairs, Teddy was getting bored. It was past time for Cal Malone to show up. Cal was a good friend, but he sometimes forgot the dates he made. Teddy got another glass of milk from the refrigerator, drank it down, and then went upstairs. He decided to sit in his bedroom with the door open and work on a song that was still needed for the school play. If the doorbell rang, he'd hear it.
When he passed Bobbi's room, the "ohhhhhhh" sound he heard was barely audible, but it was enough to make him stop and listen. Normally, he didn't spy on his sister, or anybody else, but there was something in her voice that held his attention.
Bobbi was on her back now, her legs spread and lifted. Her two fingers continued to work their way in and out of her small hole, and she held the magazine up in front of her face. It wasn't necessary to turn any more pages. The photograph she stared at was all she would want to see until her orgasm finally came.
It was a picture of the man's cock penetrating deeply into the woman's pussy. It was a closeup shot. Her legs were pushed up as she lay on her back, and he was on his knees, slightly over her. In the picture, his cock seemed to be coming straight down from above. His balls were tightening up, and nothing was hidden from view. Every hair on her vagina shone in the brilliant light of the picture, and her pussy looked stretched to the breaking point. Bobbi's heart was pounding as she looked at the picture and fingered herself.
"Owwwwwww-!" she grunted softly.
To Teddy, Bobbi sounded almost like she was in pain. He knocked lightly on the door, but there was no answer.
Bobbi didn't hear the knock. Her eyes opened and closed as she began to gyrate her hips and work her fingers in little circular motions. She didn't hear Teddy's voice when he called "Bobbi?" softly from the hallway. In her passion, she could hear only the thrashing sounds she was making on the bed, and the pounding of her heart.
Teddy heard the thrashing sounds too. He wondered if someone were in the room with his sister. That was impossible, he thought, but he tried the door and found that it was unlocked. He opened it a couple of inches and peeked in.
It was the first time he'd seen his sister naked. He had seen her in bathing suits and shorts, of course, but never like this. She had taken off her jeans and unbuttoned her plaid shirt so that it fell away from her body. Her small but beautifully formed breasts were heaving, and he hadn't realized she had so much in that department. Her lovely legs he was familiar with, but he'd never realized what a pretty tummy and ass she had. With her legs lifted the way they were, he had a perfect view of almost every inch of her. He knew exactly what she was doing to herself, but it was a shock. Sure, the guys at school talked about girls doing this sort of thing, but his own sister-he never thought he'd see it with his own eyes!
Then Teddy's eyes caught sight of the magazine that she held in her hand. The page was folded back, and the picture he saw was the one where the man was holding the woman's pussy wide open. Even from across the room, the boy had no trouble seeing exactly what the picture was. He knew that all the pictures in the magazine his sister was reading must be of a similar nature. Where on earth had she gotten such a book? And what was it doing to her?
The boy watched his sister's fingers diving in and out between the lips of her pussy. He felt almost embarrassed to be staring at Bobbi's most private parts, but he couldn't take his eyes away. Also, he felt a swelling in the front of his jeans and a rush of heat like he'd never felt in his life.
While he watched her masturbate, he reached down and saw that his cock was rock hard. He'd played with it many times-even had mutual jerk-offs with some of his friends, but this was different from any sensation he'd ever felt. It was as though hot oil was replacing the blood that ran in every vein of his young crotch.
He wasn't really aware of unzipping his jeans and taking his cock out. Before he knew what happened, it was in his hand, and he was pulling it slowly back and forth, watching his sister roll from side to side now. She dropped the magazine on the bed alongside her, and her eyes were tightly shut as she continued to tear at her pussy with her fingers. She used both hands now, and they seemed to be fighting one another for a feel of the soft, throbbing vagina.
Teddy began to jerk himself harder. He grabbed his balls with his left hand, and his right fist made a blur as he beat his meat with increasing fury. His own breathing was getting as heavy and loud as his sister's, but he didn't care whether she heard him or not. He couldn't help himself. The twins had always reacted similarly in emotional situations. This was no different. His excitement and passion were beginning to match hers, even without the benefit of the sexy photographs. He saw the other books lying around on her bed, and he knew they were probably just as sexy, but at the moment all he cared about was the sight of her naked crotch, bucking in the air, twisting and turning and heaving.
His cock was just large enough to make a good fist-full. He knew he was better equipped than a lot of boys his age, but he'd never given his size much thought. He wondered now if he might not be exactly the right size to fit into Bobbi. The thought of trying to fuck his sister pushed him over the edge, and he had to use all his willpower to keep from crying out when his cum began to gush into his palm. He put both hands down then to catch it. It was more than he'd ever come before, and it was beginning to drip and ooze through his fingers.
"AAAGGGHHHH!!" Bobbi cried. She didn't care who heard her, and she didn't know anyone was listening, let alone watching. Her back arched high into the air and froze there, every muscle and nerve of her body at the breaking point. An expression of both pain and rapture came over her face, and slowly, slowly, her clutching pussy let her fingers slide back out of her vagina. Then she sank heavily down on the bed in a state of exhaustion.
Teddy quickly left the doorway and almost ran to the bathroom to clean himself up. He knew he hadn't been seen, but his heart beat fast anyway.
Bobbi felt the stickiness on her fingers. She put them to her nose and sniffed, she flicked her tongue out and tasted the fresh young juices of her passion.
She had always been in the habit of taking an afternoon nap, when she had the time. She'd never outgrown it. As her mind drifted off to sleep now, she wondered what it would be like to pose for pictures like the ones in the magazines that framed her body on the bed.
She and her brother were already celebrities of sorts in their town because of their songwriting talents. And, after all, modeling for pictures was just another form of show biz!
Bobbi smiled and fell asleep.
CHAPTER TWO
The twins were in the center of the stage, alone, Bobbi and Teddy both played guitar, but Bobbi carried the rhythm. Miss Webster, the director, played the piano in the wings. The rehearsal had been a long one, and the twins were tired. The other students in the show had gone home, with the exception of some girlfriends of Bobbi's, who planned to go to her house afterwards for a pajama party.
The song Bobbi and Teddy sang was a moody favorite of the twins. It was the only one of their songs that they were performing themselves, although they had written several more for the show. The melody was soft, and the atmosphere of the auditorium became quietly romantic.
Bobbi was wearing a short skirt, and when she crossed her legs, the material crept slowly up until Teddy caught a glimpse of her white cotton panties. His face burned slightly, and he looked around to see if any one else in the theater could see what he was seeing. There was nobody in the wings on his side, so he knew he was the only one being treated to the view. He was sure Bobbi didn't realize how much of herself she was exposing.
Ever since the previous afternoon, when he'd watched her masturbate in her bedroom, Teddy had trouble looking at his sister in the same light. He seemed to see her nude body in everything she did. When she bent over, he could only see the soft, smooth skin of her bare asscheeks, the way they'd been exposed to his sight when he peeked from the hallway, outside her room.
Now, stealing little glances up her skirt, his cock began to swell again. It made him nervous. If the swelling didn't go down, he wouldn't be able to stand up and act the lines that followed the song!
Miss Webster heard Teddy's voice change, a slight hesitation, like he had forgotten the words, and she glanced over. His face was a picture of confusion. She wondered what was wrong, and she continued to watch him for several moments while she played the piano. He was facing her, and she noticed that he crossed his legs and seemed to squeeze them very tightly. His face was a little flushed also. Miss Webster was also the girls' physical education teacher, and she was usually conscious of the student's bodily well-being.
Well, well, she thought, stroking the ivories softly, I do believe little Teddy has a hard-on!
She noticed that Bobbi, facing away from her, had let her skirt creep pretty high up on her thighs, while she balanced the guitar on her lap. Teddy must be getting quite a view for himself.
Disgusting! His own sister! That's abnormal!
The song was finished now. Bobbi put down the guitar. Teddy was supposed to stand up, cross over to her, and say, "(Josh, Penelope, with a song like that, maybe we could work our way up to the big time!"
Miss Webster waited, a smile forming on her lips. The boy was never late on his cues, but right now he just sat where he was and looked embarrassed.
"What's wrong, Teddy?" the director asked, finally.
"Uh-Miss Webster, I can't remember my lines. Maybe if I just sit here for a minute and think about them-"
"Now, Teddy," the woman said, "if that happened in front of a live audience, you couldn't just sit there. You'd have to say something! Ad lib if you want to, but go ahead and walk over to your sister. We want to make sure we know our stage movements."
Bobbi whispered, "Gosh, Penelope, with a song-"
"Oh! Uh-sure," Teddy said. "Yeah, stupid of me to forget like that."
His face was a bright scarlet when he stood up, and his blond hair looked whiter than ever. Miss Webster's eyes went immediately to the front of his khaki trousers.
Ye Gods! the woman thought, I never knew he was hung like that! Why, he must have seven inches!
Teddy's cock was pressing straight out. His undershorts did nothing to restrain the bulging pressure of his blood-gorged prick. The boy walked a bit oddly when he crossed the stage.
"Gosh, Penelope, with a song like that, maybe we could work our way up to the big time!"
That isn't all you're working up, you little horny devil! Miss Webster thought.
Then Teddy turned around, facing away from both the director and his sister.
"What's wrong, Teddy?" the woman asked.
"I-I don't think I feel too good," the boy answered.
"Well, go right to my office and lie down on the sofa. I'll be along to see if you're all right."
The boy nodded and walked straight ahead, into the wings, and out to the hallway.
Bobbi, who hadn't noticed anything except the flush in her brother's face, was confused. She turned to Miss Webster.
"I don't know what came over him. Do you think he's all right, Miss Webster?"
"I think so. Maybe just too much rehearsing. All right, everybody else can knock off for the day. First thing after school tomorrow. And no excuses for anybody not knowing their lines. We have an opening night in one week!"
The auditorium cleared almost instantly. The physical education teacher rose from the piano bench, hoping she hadn't left a damp spot where she'd been sitting. She quickly walked to her office and went inside. The boy was lying on his side, facing away from her.
"All right, Teddy," the teacher said, feeling her legs get a bit weak, "turn around and let's look you over!"
Bobbi's friends were waiting for her outside. They had been watching the rehearsal, and already their conversation was excited and loud.
"Well!" Marcie Potts said to Bobbi when the girl joined them, "I hope that cute little brother of yours will be home tonight when we have our pajama party!!
"Why?" Bobbi asked.
"Come off it, Bobbi!" one of the other girls piped in, "didn't you see that boner he was showing? That's why he ran out on the rehearsal the way he did!"
Bobbi laughed.
"You girls must be crazy. My twin brother is so square he probably sits down to pee!"
In Miss Webster's office, Teddy was still having trouble controlling his erection. He continued to face away from the woman.
"Turn around, Teddy," she repeated.
"Miss Webster, I think I'd feel better if I just stayed on my side."
"Nonsense!" She was a strong women, and she grabbed his shoulders and turned him a bit roughly onto his back. He immediately crossed his legs. She took him by each knee and separated his legs, pushing them straight down on the leather sofa. His erection was bulging up, straining the khaki material, and she noticed a little throb. She pretended not to see the condition of his crotch. Instead, she pressed her fingers into his abdomen.
"Hmmmm-" she said, "feels like there might be a little inflammation there, Teddy. Take your shirt off and lower your trousers a bit. If you're having an appendix problem, we'll have to get you to a doctor."
"Oh, no!-Gosh, Miss Webster, I'm sure it isn't anything like that! I mean, I'm really starting to feel better!"
"You were walking funny on the stage, Teddy. I guess you know that physical education teachers are given very extensive training in first aid. And besides, I have a nursing license, I haven't always been a schoolteacher. Now do what I tell you."
Her voice was friendly, but firm. She meant business, and he knew it. There was something a little tough about the brunette Miss Webster, and Teddy had often admired her looks. For an older woman-twenty-five at least-she was what the boys in his age group called "built like a launching pad." And her face was pretty. It wasn't beautiful, like Bobbi's, but it was pleasant and pretty in its own way. Her eyes were large and dark, and her mouth was full and wide. When she smiled, she showed a perfectly straight set of the whitest teeth he'd ever seen. And her breasts! Well, they'd been a joke around the school even with the male members of the faculty!
Teddy reluctantly removed his shirt. Miss Webster's eyes took in every detail of his fine, smooth skin, his already-developing pectoral muscles, the fullness of his arms, and the width of his shoulders. There was no hair on his chest, of course, but in the light from the office window she saw a fine down that would someday develop into a heavy brushing of blond fur. He was as beautiful as his sister, and yet he was decidedly a masculine boy in every respect. She wondered why she'd never really noticed until this afternoon.
"Now the trousers, Teddy. Uh-just the tops. I have to examine your lower belly."
The boy's face was scarlet again. Lying there, staring up at the female coach examining him, he couldn't help but notice how tightly her enormous breasts were straining against the silk material of her blouse. He saw the outline of her brassiere, and the brassiere did not disguise the tight, hard tips of her nipples underneath. There was no chance now of his erection going down. Teddy began to wonder if it was going to stay with him for the rest of his life!
He unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. Somehow, he didn't feel so bad about doing this. The whole experience reminded him of being in a doctor's office, but there was one throbbing difference between his legs that he couldn't get off his mind. He lay still and let the woman proceed to the next step, hoping that she would get it over with soon.
Miss Webster didn't seem satisfied with the amount of belly area she had to examine. She pulled his fly open farther, then slid the tips of his trousers all the way to his hips. His underwear seemed to be in the way, too. She quickly hooked her fingers under the elastic waistband of the cotton briefs and yanked them roughly down until they barely covered the top of his erect pole.
She noticed his pubic hair, so white she doubted that it would ever darken. The twins were the blondest two people she had ever seen. She fleetingly wondered if Bobbi had developed this much hair in her crotch. Miss Webster, always taking a healthy interest in the bodily development of her students, had never missed an opportunity to watch her girls shower, but she hadn't had a chance to see Bobbi Fields, except from the rear. And what a rear!
She began to press Teddy's belly and work her .* fingers in little circular motions. She massaged lower and lower, then let her fingers brush the base of his cock. It felt as hard as steel! The boy closed his eyes in humiliation. He knew by now that she couldn't have failed to notice his condition even if she'd been blind!
Miss Webster smiled. Her heart was pounding with excitement. She had been teaching physical education at this school for a year now, and, except for the coach, nobody ever suspected that she was oversexed to the point that she often found it difficult to keep her feelings under control. They had given her a good recommendation at the hospital where she worked before she came here. An administrative friend there had made sure nothing was said about the fact that she'd been asked to resign after she was caught one night in the bed of a patient who was scheduled for a delicate operation the next morning.
But, she supposed philosophically, things had to come to a head sooner or later. It seemed to be fate that brought Teddy Fields' erection and her all-consuming lust together this afternoon. She didn't intend to fight it another minute.
"Why, Teddy!" Miss Webster said, sliding her hand down and grabbing his cock around the base of the shaft, "I think I understand now what was making you feel so bad!"
The boy gritted his teeth and kept his eyes tightly shut.
"Why, you've let this thing get so hard it must have been giving you a tummy ache!"
The boy groaned as she squeezed his pole gently.
"Yes," she continued, "this could definitely be dangerous to your health. Here, let's slide these trousers off and we'll see what we can do about this situation!"
Teddy felt too weak to resist. Ever since yesterday, his cock ruled his life, and now it had gotten him into another jam. He didn't know what Miss Webster intended to do, but he decided to let what happened happen.
The woman slid his khaki pants down over his legs and taking his shoes off at the same time, over his feet and off. She removed his undershorts then, and he continued to lie there, his eyes shut, his cock throbbing, and his heart pounding.
He heard her moving around the room for several seconds, then she was back beside him, and her body touched his. His eyes shot open and he looked at her. She was as naked as he was!
"Miss Webster, I-!"
"Hush!" She smiled at him, and crawled between his legs. After a quick smile up at him, her mouth came down on his stick. It didn't stop until his seven inches was completely buried in her throat, and she started making little contracting motions, massaging him with her gullet.
"Oh, Miss Webster!" Teddy moaned, "What are you doing? I don't think we should be doing this!"
She pulled off him with a plopping sound.
"Relax, Teddy, I'm a nurse, remember? I know just what's right for you. You'll see how much better you'll feel!" She went back to sucking him and the heat and moisture of her mouth and throat made his balls tighten.
"I-I don't think you should keep that up, Miss Webster!"
She understood what he meant. And she had further plans.
"All right, then, Teddy, why don't you cool me off just a little bit? It's so warm in this office I feel like I'm on fire!"
She crawled up over him. He saw the thick black hair of her cunt coming closer and closer to his face. Her knees were on either side of his neck and her gaping pussy was directly above him. He looked up and saw it begin to sink down. He knew that in a second it would cover his mouth and nose and chin.
"Just put your tongue all over that, Teddy. Lick me nice, the way I did to you. You'll see how good it tastes, if you've never done it before. It's on fire, Teddy. I need you to wet it down, or it's going to burst into flames!"
The pussy sank down over him then, and his nostrils and mouth were filled with tastes and smells he didn't know existed! The woman began to grind her pelvis down hard.
"Put your tongue in there, Teddy!"
She reached down and spread the lips of her vagina. Suddenly his mouth was engulfed in wet, warm flesh. He didn't know where it came from! He put his tongue out and found that there was a hole, waiting for it, grabbing at it and pulling it up inside her.
"Owwwww, yessssss, that's it, Teddy! Owwww, now you're beginning to cool the fire!"
Her thighs were trembling, and he heard her groan loudly. Suddenly, she reversed her position and turned around, facing his feet. Still over him, she lowered her snatch again, and this time he was waiting eagerly to bury his face back in the warm, wet muff. The odors from her crotch were the most wonderful ones he'd ever smelled, and he was thinking of what it would be like to do this to Bobbi, If he could learn something from this woman, he would. Teddy-in fact, both the twins-had always been good students.
Then her mouth was over his cock again, and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold off. He-remembered- how his hands had gotten full of his sticky, thick cum the day before almost before he had realized what was happening. The woman must realize what would happen if she kept doing what she did. He did not feel in the least responsible for stopping her, or warning her.
Then her finger shot down between his legs, behind his balls, and it began to stab into his tight, puckered hole. The combination of pain and excitement pushed him over the edge. He felt his cum bubble up and out. It must have come quick, because she choked, but she kept sucking and swallowing.
He felt her pussy tighten around his tongue, and it started a series of convulsive squeezing motions. He kept his tongue shoved in her twat as far as it would go, although at times he thought it would be nipped right off. More moisture seemed to come from her pussy and mix with his saliva. It ran down his throat. She ground her pelvis so hard against his face he was afraid his nose would get broken. He also thought he heard her making sobbing sounds, but his cock was still deep in her throat. The sounds reminded him of the ones Bobbi had made in her bedroom.
After several minutes, she pulled away from him, stood up, and began to put her clothes on. She smiled at him, matter-of-factly.
"I hope you feel better now, Teddy. Of course, my way of treating your ailment might seem a little odd to a lot of people, so be a good boy and don't mention it to anyone. Not even your sister."
"I won't." He got up and dressed himself quickly.
Miss Webster led him to the door and dismissed him as though they had just been having a normal teacher-pupil talk.
"Rehearsal's over for the day. Now go home and bone up on those lines. You don't want to forget them again!"
CHAPTER THREE
Four of Bobbi's friends were at the pajama party. Three of them, it was decided, could sleep in the bed, and two others made temporary pallets for themselves by folding quilts on the floor. They were all Bobbi's age, and all were in the same grade in junior high school.
Marcie, a pert redhead who was one of the most popular girls in her class, was Bobbi's closest friend. Jeanine and Wanda were brunettes, and looked enough alike to be sisters, but they were only close friends who shared mutual interest in science. Most of the boys considered them too "brainy" to be sexy, but Bobbi and her friends knew how much fun the girls were, despite the fact that they seemed to spend all their time reading books through their horn-rimmed glasses. The books they were reading at the moment had nothing to do with science, unless they wanted to consider them lessons in biology.
Connie Reynolds was the beautiful but dumb type, with dirty blonde hair that her mother refused to let her bleach. Her dream was to have hair the color of Bobbi's. She was a friendly, generous girl that the others took under their wing, usually to help her through examinations that she would otherwise have failed. She now studied a magazine with great interest.
Bobbi had distributed the publications she'd found in her father's bureau. So far, they had kept the girls entertained for hours. Connie stared at one of the pictures, then held the page upside down. She frowned.
"I can't tell what they're doing in this one," she said ... "From upside down or rightside up, it looks impossible!"
Bobbi looked at the picture. Two men were fucking a woman at the same time. One in the front and one in the rear. The woman was taking a third man in her mouth, and holding the cocks of another pair of men. Bobbi explained what was happening, and Connie grabbed her crotch through the thin material of her baby dolls. "Owwwww! "she howled, rolling back on the bed. "I'd sure like to try that sometime! Imagine having five men at once! I'll bet I could use my feet and work it out to seven!"
The other girls laughed, while they continued to turn the pages of the books. They were all feeling flushed and excited from the photographs. None of them had seen anything this explicit before, and their heads were spinning with ideas.
Marcie Potts threw her magazine down and began to rub her small breasts roughly while she squeezed her thighs together.
"Seven!" Marcie said, almost disgusted. "I'd settle for one!"
"Hell," Jeanine said, staring at Marcie through her horn-rims, "you wouldn't know what to do with one if you had him."
"That's a lie," Marcie said, sticking her nose in the air. "I let a man crawl all over me in a movie theater once. And he was old enough to be my father!"
The girls were open-mouthed.
"Marcie," Bobbi said, "You never told me about that. And I'm your best friend!"
"I don't tell everything," Marcie replied.
"What did he do?" Connie asked.
"He took my panties down and felt me up, and then he took out his cock and made me play with it and put my mouth on it while he stuck his hand up my skirt and tried to put his fingers inside me."
"Ohhhh, gooodddddd-!" Jeanine and Wanda sighed, rolling back on the quilts on the floor. Their hands shot between their thighs and they began to rub themselves roughly up and down. "Tell us more!"
"That was about it," Marcie said. "Except that he took out a handkerchief and held it over the end of his cock and made me jerk him up and down until he came. You know, shoot off!"
All the girls howled then, and began rolling around on the bed and the floor, rubbing themselves -between their legs and kicking their feet in the air.
"Hey," Bobbi said, "we'd better quiet down! Teddy is in his room and he's bound to hear what we're talking about if we don't cool it!"
Marcie sat up suddenly and her face brightened.
"TEDDY!" she cried. "OF COURSE! I FORGOT HE WAS HERE!"
"What about it?" Bobbi asked.
"Well," Marcie said, "after that little cock show he put on for everybody in the auditorium today, I'd sure like to take a peek under his sheets!"
"Oh, come off it, Marcie!" Bobbi said indignantly. "He's my own brother!"
"Well, he isn't my brother!" Marcie answered.
"He isn't mine, either," Connie said, jumping to her feet. "And I think he's just about the cutest thing I've ever seen!"
"I do too!" Jeanine agreed, also jumping up. "That Webster woman must have noticed that he had a hard-on, because she hustled him back to her office so fast she almost fell over the piano going after him."
"That's right," Wanda added. "I wonder just what kind of examination he got in that little hideout of hers."
"Oh, please!" Bobbi said. "She only wanted to examine him because he wasn't feeling well!"
"Then let's go see if she found anything unusual!" Marcie shouted, running for the bedroom door. The other girls began laughing and giggling and they followed her out of the bedroom and down the hallway. All of them were in baby dolls and shortie pajamas, and the hallway looked like a girls' dormitory.
"Please!" Bobbi shouted after them. "Come back here! Come on now! This isn't funny!" She ran after her friends, almost pleading, but it was too late. By the time she caught up with them, Marcie had thrown Teddy's door open without knocking.
The startled boy had been almost asleep. He was nude under his sheets, feeling completely pussy-whipped from his experience with Miss Webster. The events of the last two days had taken more out of him emotionally than physically, but he was still exhausted. Now he pulled the sheets up around his shoulders and stared at the invasion of half-clad girls who descended upon him like a horde of wild Amazons.
"Get the sheet!" Marcie screamed.
"Get out of here!" Teddy screamed back. "Don't! What do you think you're doing? Stop it! Bobbi, tell your friends to leave me alone!"
Bobbi was standing helplessly in the background, unable to reach the bed herself. And she knew that even if she did, there was nothing she could do about her friends' behavior. In a way, she realized, it was all her fault. She had decided to show the girls the magazines, and she hadn't discouraged some pretty hot discussions of sex that had followed the examination of the pornographic photographs.
Jeanine and Wanda almost lost their horn-rims in the scuffle, but they managed, finally, to tear the sheet away from Teddy's body. The boy, completely exposed to their view now, crouched back against the headboard of the bed and tried to cover his private parts with his hands.
"Grab his hands!" Marcie said. Jeanine and Wanda made a dive for the boy's arms. He was strong, but he wasn't up to the strength of two girls who were fired now with an exciting game, a game they knew they would have no trouble winning if they worked together as a team. They yanked Teddy's arms away from the area of his pelvis and held them wide apart. The boy tried to cross his legs, but Marcie and Connie grabbed a foot and pulled the limbs almost as far apart as his arms had been stretched.
"There now," Marcie said. "I told you he had a big one! Look Bobbi!"
Bobbi was staring at her brother's goodies for the first time in her life, and her emotions were mixed. She was curious, of course, and had been so for a long time, but she always thought that if she got a chance to sneak a peek at Teddy in the nude, it would be under circumstances that he wouldn't know about.
The boy didn't know what to say or do. He was being spread-eagled by these girls who had seemed to go completely out of their minds.
"Okay, okay," he said, "now what are we supposed to do?"
"Well," Marcie said, "we could start by seeing if we can get you in the same condition you were in when you were rehearsing at school today!"
Teddy almost died of shame! So they had noticed! He was sure nobody had seen the thick bulge in his pants except Miss Webster, and he hadn't completely recovered from her reaction. He could have hated these girls at the moment, but there was something about the way their bodies were rubbing against him as they held him down on the bed that made his loins heat up. If he wasn't careful, he'd be back in the same condition that had caused all the trouble in the first place.
"What do you mean-get me in the same condition?" Teddy asked. "What condition are you talking about?"
"Don't try to act so innocent, Teddy Fields. We saw your boner!"
The girls, all except Bobbi, shrieked with laughter. Even Teddy smiled. He was getting used to being naked in front of his sister's friends now, and he started to relax.
"I'll tell you what," he said, "if you'll take your clothes off, maybe I won't feel so bad about being the only one who's bare-assed."
The girls looked at each other and giggled again. Teddy was going to be a good sport about this after all.
"I'm willing," Connie said. She reached back and unzipped the top of her baby dolls and slipped the thin material off her shoulders. Her breasts were better formed than the rest of the girls', and she wasn't ashamed to let the boy see them. She even hoped that he'd find them attractive, because she vividly remembered a picture in the magazine where the man was kissing and licking the woman's nipples.
"I don't care either," Marcie said. She let go of Teddy's leg and hurriedly removed her shortie pajamas. She also had prominent breasts for a girl her age, although they were dotted with tiny freckles. Her red hair hung almost to her shoulders, and when she removed the bottoms of her pajamas, a prominent bush of the same red formed a triangle at the vee of her crotch. Teddy's eyes almost popped out of his head. Outside of his sister, he had always thought Marcie was the cutest girl he knew.
"Now," Marcie said, "let's see what that thing looks like without being all covered up!"
She made a dive onto the bed, directly between Teddy's legs, and grabbed his cock in her hand, squeezing it tightly around the base. In a second, she brought her mouth down over the head and began to suck hard. The boy groaned. His first instinct was to pull away from her, but the mouth that attacked him began to feel so good he decided to let her have her way.
"Hey! Don't hog that all to yourself!" Wanda said. She let go of one of Teddy's arms and took off her horn-rims. The boy had never noticed how attractive the brunette girl was before. Then Jeanine let go of the boy's other arm and also took off her glasses. Teddy didn't know which way to look as the two girls began to strip off their brief pajamas. Everyone was nude now except Bobbi, and she still lingered in the background, not quite knowing what to do and wondering how she could have let her pajama party get so out of hand.
Teddy stared at the triangle of soft dark hair between Wanda's thighs. It reminded him of a miniature of Miss Webster's, and he was surprised to find his mouth watering. He reached out and touched the girl on the thigh.
"Get up over me," he said.
The other girls, except for Bobbi, who shocked, and Marcie, who was sucking, let out a loud cheer. Wanda climbed up and straddled Teddy's chest.
"Like this?" she asked.
"Yeah," the boy replied, "only move up here so I can put my tongue right where you'd like me to put it."
"Like in the pictures!" Wanda shrieked. She moved her body forward until her young pussy was directly over the boy's mouth.
"Now sit on my face," Teddy said.
She came down hard, almost too hard, and he grabbed her buttocks and forced her to sit a little higher. She understood immediately, although it was the first time anyone had ever done this to her.
Teddy's tongue began to lick slowly back and forth on Wanda's pussy, first on each side of the cleft, wetting the lips thoroughly, then gently into the crack. With each lick his tongue went deeper. She felt her vagina tighten and begin to throb. He held her buttocks firmly now and put himself in control of the situation. When she tried to grind her pelvis down, he held her still. When she held still, he began to move her back and forth.
"AAAOOOWWWW!" she moaned loudly. He was driving her crazy!
Marcie noticed that Teddy's cock was getting harder and harder in her mouth. She could no longer force it into her throat without choking. She had no idea how the women in the magazines she'd just looked at were able to take big cocks all the way down, but she decided that they'd probably had lots of practice. Then she felt two hands take her by the shoulders and pull her up and off the stiff, throbbing pole.
"That's enough!" Connie said. "Give somebody else a chance."
"Go to hell!" Marcie said. "This whole thing was my idea in the first place!"
"Why, listen you, I should slap those freckles right off your greedy little face!"
Teddy pulled his mouth away from Wanda's hot pussy.
"Come on, girls. You can all take turns. There's enough to go around."
"In that case," Jeanine said, "why don't you take turns, too. Wanda isn't the only one who'd like to see what your tongue feels like!"
Wanda smiled and climbed off. She had almost had an orgasm on Teddy's face, and she wanted to hold off for a while anyway.
Jeanine climbed up over the boy's mouth then, and slowly sank down, letting his stabbing tongue guide her. To him, her cunt was almost exactly like Wanda's. The same amount of hair, and the hair was the same color. The lips were just a little puffy, and when he'd given them several long licks back and forth they seemed to open a little, inviting him to explore the more tender, moister flesh inside. Then Jeanine's hole was there, squeezing and opening and searching for the tip of his probing tongue. He was reminded of the way Miss Webster had forced him to lick deeply inside her, and how she had convulsed finally from the sensation.
Teddy, in one day, felt that he was becoming an experienced cuntlapper. Besides, Connie's mouth was doing things to him that even Miss Webster hadn't been able to do. She was taking his cock completely into her throat until her lips were pressed firmly into his almost-white pubic hair. When he was lodged in her gullet, she began to make little gargling movements with her throat muscles. It felt like an electric massager was working itself over every inch of his meat, and his nuts tightened to the point where they almost disappeared from sight.
Teddy pushed Jeanine's pussy away from his face. He was breathing so hard he could hardly speak.
"Stop, Connie!" he gasped. "It'll all be over if you keep that up. Come up here and take your turn on my face if you want to!"
"DO I!" Connie cried happily. Jeanine climbed off and let Connie take her place.
Connie's cunt was even more delicious than the others, Teddy thought. It was blonde, and he could imagine it was Bobbi's, although he knew that Bobbi's was even more blonde. His cock was wet and throbbing in the air, but the other girls seemed satisfied now simply to stare at it. They didn't want Teddy to shoot off and ruin what promised to be quite a party.
After a while, Connie let Marcie take her place, and Teddy found that Marcie had something the other girls hadn't yet developed. He found an erect little knob of flesh at the top of the vagina that was like a small penis. When he paid special attention to it with his tongue, the girl almost jumped out of her skin.
"That's just like Miss Webster had," Teddy said, pulling his mouth away from the redhead's snatch.
Marcie jumped down from the bed and all the girls gathered around the boy excitedly, with the exception of Bobbi, who still stayed in the background, watching and listening.
"Miss Webster!" Marcie cried. "What did you and Webster do together?"
Teddy was sorry he'd opened his big mouth. Connie grabbed the boy's balls and started to twist them painfully.
"Tell us, Teddy, or we'll really fix you up good. I'll cut your thing off with my manicure scissors."
He looked at their faces. They were serious now, and they meant to get the whole story from him. He was a little bit frightened, but at the same time his mind became sharp and clear.
"I'll tell you. Only I want something in return."
"WHAT?" the girls cried in unison.
Teddy looked at his sister, still standing across the room.
"Her," he answered. "I've never fucked a girl in my life. That's the truth. And I want the first one to be Bobbi."
Bobbi thought she'd faint from shock.
"Oh, no you don't, brother! You know I'm a virgin-"
"That's something I'll have to find out for myself."
"Well, the answer is no! Do you understand? NO!"
"Girls," Teddy said, "there's only one solution."
"What's that?" they all asked together.
"Rape!" Teddy answered. "And I need your help!"
Bobbi stared in horror as her four best friends advanced.
CHAPTER FOUR
Bobbi was being held down on Teddy's bed. Marcie and Connie held her arms, and Jeanine and Wanda grabbed her legs. Teddy, who had disappeared from the room for a minute, returned with several lengths of clothesline.
"Tie her up," he said.
"Do you really think we need to?" Marcie asked. "I mean, isn't that awfully illegal?"
Teddy laughed.
"Everything we've done so far tonight is illegal, if you want to look at it that way. But who's going to tell?"
"I AM!" Bobbi screamed at him, as he began to secure her ankles to the bottom bedposts. "YOU STOP THIS OR I'LL MAKE TROUBLE FOR EVERY ONE OF YOU!"
The girls all laughed, taking Teddy's side. They had a conspiracy going now, and the payoff would be a detailed description of what their physical education teacher did to young boys in her office. This information seemed to be worth any risk they were running.
"Get her some liquor," Teddy said. "In fact, let's all have some. It's downstairs in the living room. The cabinet by the piano. Glasses too. And ice. And get some sodas from the refrigerator."
Jeanine and Wanda ran off to fill the order. Teddy and Connie and Marcie had Bobbi's arms secured to the top bedposts in another minute, and the girl was spread-eagled, looking good and angry.
"Oh, damn!" Connie said, "we forgot to undress her. Now we'll have to untie the ropes again."
"Don't bother," Teddy said. "Just pull those pan-tie things down, and unbutton the top and open it."
Bobbi was wearing baby dolls. Connie pulled them as far as they .would go, but her thighs were spread too widely apart. They would only clear Bobbi's pubic area.
"Okay," Teddy said, feeling flushed with excitement now at the sight of his sister's naked privates, "let's rip them off! Just like they do in real rapes!"
Bobbi let out a howl of indignation.
"Don't you dare! These are my new pajamas! I'll kill you for this, Teddy!"
Teddy got onto the bed between his sister's spread legs. He reached down and grabbed the flimsy green material at the waistband. With one mighty pull the material ripped apart, and only a thin scrap was left clinging to one of Bobbi's thighs. The rest of the panties had torn completely away.
The boy was breathing hard now, but riot from the exertion of what he'd done. He was staring at his sister's crotch, getting his first closeup look. It was ten times more beautiful to him than it had been when he'd spied in on her while she masturbated. Now he could see every little blonde hair that was beginning to form at the little vee above her vagina. He saw several long, silken hairs on her pussy lips that he hadn't noticed before. He wanted to bury his mouth in her crotch the way he was sometimes tempted to eat a ripe, perfectly plump and juicy peach.
Wanda and Jeanine returned with the bottles, ice and glasses on a big tray. They put everything on Teddy's bureau and began to mix drinks.
"I don't know much about proportions," Wanda said, half filling a water tumbler with bourbon before she put in the ice cubes.
"You're doing fine," Teddy said. "Only drink that one slow. There's enough booze in there to sink a steamship."
Connie held Bobbi's head up, and Marcie put a glass to her lips. Bobbi seemed reluctant to drink the stuff at first, but she decided that it might help her get through the terrible ordeal they had planned, so she waited until she had regained her breath and then they let her take another couple of swallows.
By this time, all the occupants of the bedroom were drinking and laughing and joking. Wanda suddenly put her glass down and ran from the room.
"I'm going to get those magazines!" she hollered as she went.
"Good idea," Jeanine said. "We can look at them before we get the rape started. It'll make it even better to watch!"
Teddy had been curious to see the books too.
"Where did you get them?" he asked Bobbi. She didn't answer.
"From your father's bureau!" Jeanine said.
"Well, well, well, you little sneak!" Teddy said to his sister. "How did you know they were there?"
"None of your business!" Bobbi almost spat at him.
"Hey, sis, I'm beginning to think you're a spy!"
"That's not true!" Bobbi answered angrily.
"No? Well, I didn't know Dad had dirty magazines hidden away in his room. How did you know? Do you peek in on him when he's reading in his room? Does he jerk off while he reads those books? Come on now, Bobbi, tell me the truth!"
"Oh, shut up! You're disgusting! I never saw him do anything like that. I just happened to see him reading one by accident. And I looked all over for the books because I knew he must keep them somewhere. I found them in his bureau, that's all."
Teddy took a long swig of his drink and almost choked.
"Well, when I get through with you, you'll be sorry you turned into a sneak-thief. Because that's what started the whole thing anyway."
"What do you mean?" Bobbi said.
"It was when you were reading the magazines in your room. I heard noises coming from inside and I thought you were sick or something, so I opened the door and I saw you sitting on the bed and reading the books and playing with yourself."
Bobbi blushed a bright crimson. Both twins could not hide the color that came to their faces when they were embarrassed.
"YOU'RE A LIAR, TEDDY FIELDS!" she screamed. But even as she said it, she knew he must be telling the truth. He couldn't have made up a story like that and been one hundred percent right.
Wanda returned with the magazines. All the other girls were laughing, except Bobbi.
"What's the deal?" she asked, distributing the hot books.
"Teddy's telling us how he watched Bobbi finger-fucking herself while she was reading these magazines," Connie said, "and she didn't know he was watching!"
"Groovy," Wanda said. She walked over to Bobbi and quickly inserted a finger into the blonde girl's pussy. "Did it look like this while it was going in and out, Teddy?" she asked.
Bobbi shut her eyes and turned her face away. She was close to crying tears of humiliation. At this moment, she hated her brother more than anyone else on earth, and she was feeling a strong dislike for her friends as well.
"No, it looked more like this," Teddy said, brushing aside Wanda's hand and replacing it with his own. He reached down and gently rubbed an index finger between Bobbi's soft, puffy lips. As hard as his sister tried to pretend she was hating the experience, he noticed that her vagina had begun to tighten. He even thought he could feel a slight pulsing of the nerve-ends. The muscles barely rippled, but there was a definite reaction.
His cock began to stiffen again. He'd been so used to running around the room as bare-assed as everyone else that he'd forgotten his own nude state. Now the atmosphere was becoming intimate again, and everyone else had stopped talking and laughing. They sipped their drinks in silence and seemed to be waiting to see what he was going to do next.
"Put a pillow under her ass!" Teddy said to Wanda. He felt very grown-up when he said it. Actually, it was something he had read in a book at a friend's house, but it made sense to him, and the other girls were impressed with his obvious experience.
"Gee," Wanda said, slipping a large pillow under Bobbi's hips and raising the blonde girl's pelvis higher in the air, "I thought you said your brother was square, Bobbi."
"He's a rat fink!" Bobbi said. "I hate him!"
"Hey, Connie," Teddy said, "why don't you suck on me and get me nice and hard? I'll suck on Bobbi at the same time, and get her good and wet."
The drink Connie was having had gone to her head. She half staggered across the room and sprawled down on the bed, bringing her face to within inches of Teddy's cock.
"Any brother of Bobbi's is a friend of mine," she said, and her mouth leaned over and caught the head of his throbbing prick between her lips. She began to suck it in deeply, forcing it all the way to the back of her throat, and then down into her gullet.
Jeanine and Wanda crept up behind the boy and began to gently stroke the cheeks of his ass. When he bent over to place his mouth on Bobbi's pussy, his ass was even more open to their inspection and they took turns wetting their index fingers and seeing how far inside his puckered hole he would allow them to probe without stopping them. Both girls went all the way to the second knuckle with no protest from the boy.
Marcie leaned in between Jeanine and Wanda and reached between Teddy's legs, catching his balls in her hand and gently massaging them. The manipulations of the four girls had him so excited that he was afraid he'd pop his nuts before he ever got a chance to plow into Bobbi.
Her cunt was the sweetest thing he had ever dreamed about. Although she tried several times to twist her pelvis away from his face, Bobbi was tied too securely to move very far to either side, and Teddy had no trouble at all pushing his mouth and nose and chin all the way up inside the smooth, blonde lips. He went for the softer, pinker, wetter flesh, licking the inside folds of her vagina slowly and expertly. With all the practice he'd gotten that day, he felt there were few men on earth who would outdistance him in a cuntlapping race.
Bobbi's vagina tensed up and throbbed under his mouth, which didn't surprise him. Ever since he'd spied on his sister while she masturbated, he knew just how passionate she was. He also knew that as close as they'd always been, he would find the secret for bringing her to her full powers as a woman. Although they were both virgins, relatively, neither of them had ever expressed any desire to stay that way.
He moved his tongue up then, looking for her clit, and he had no trouble finding it. It was erect and tense. When he licked it roughly, the girl gave a short cry and tried to pull away from him, but at the same time he felt a rush a warmth come from her pussy. Her skin was almost on fire under his face! He left her clit and sank his mouth down into the lips again, this time stabbing out with his tongue and shooting it directly into her hole. He began to probe in and out with his tongue, making a cock out of it and holding it so erect his jaws began to ache after a while.
Bobbi had stopped protesting. She lay very still, with her eyes tightly shut. He was eating her in a way she had only dreamed about. She knew that she no longer need feel any envy for the women whose pictures she'd drooled over in the magazines. Nobody could have had their pussies worked on any more perfectly than Teddy was doing hers now. Somehow, she regretted that the first time was her brother. She'd always imagined it would be some total stranger, and this fantasy had brought her to very good climaxes in the past.
She'd often imagined that it would be a man who sat next to her on a bus-on a long trip to some distant place that she was not familiar with. When they arrived at the station, she would find that the people she was supposed to meet hadn't arrived, and she had no way of telephoning them. It was cold, with snow on the ground, and the man would offer her a ride. She'd explain that she didn't have the address of the people she had come to see. He'd tell her that she'd better find a warm place to hang around, with instructions to the ticket seller at the station that if anybody showed up and inquired for her, to tell them that she was in the little hotel bar across the street.
Then he would take her there and buy her several drinks, lying about her age, and pretending that he thought she was older all the time. The drinks would go to her head, of course, and the man would whisper something to the waiter at their little table in the bar, and give him a lot of money. The next thing she would be conscious of would be his strong arms around her, leading her to the elevator, getting in, telling the elevator operator the number of his room.
Then there would be a bed, and somebody's hands removing her clothing. She'd open her eyes and see him standing over her, his shirt off, his big, wide, hairy chest bulging with muscles.
He'd take his trousers off then, and when she saw the bulge in the front of his jockey shorts, she'd become embarrassed and hold her hands over her breasts and privates.
Then he would peel down the shorts, and a cock would spring out from the thick, hairy crotch-a cock as big as the biggest one she had ever seen in a photograph. All hard and throbbing and waiting to insert itself between her trembling thighs.
The alcohol made her brain dizzy. She mumbled: "I know. I know. Just take it easy!"
His voice was strange somehow. It was like Teddy's. But the man was much older, much more rugged. Bobbi continued to remember her favorite fantasy.
The man would smile down at her and kneel on the bed between her legs, spreading them wide apart as he did. They were spread so wide, they felt like they were being held by ropes.
A pillow was already under her ass. She couldn't remember him putting it there, but her pelvis was raised high, pointing at him. His cock was shiny and wet when he pressed the head against the lips of her virgin vagina. Her pussy was also wet and dripping with saliva. Yes, of course, the big, hairy, rugged man must have been eating her out.
He was pulsing now, so hot he had to go ahead and push it roughly between the lips. He seemed almost afraid that if he didn't put it in soon, he'd come before he had a chance to penetrate her.
With one stab he was past the lips and rammed against the barrier. She felt as though fingers were inside her, trying to tear down the walls of her womb.
"NO!" she screamed. "NO! PLEASE!"
Then the man on the bed gave another powerful lunge, and this time the wall shattered, battered down by a log held by hundreds of people who ran and screamed, determined to storm her gates.
Bobbi screamed then, loudly. Nobody seemed to pay any attention. Her eyes flew open and she stared wildly into the face of her brother.
"Relax, sis! I'm in now!"
Teddy began to work himself in and out slowly, taking only about an inch out at a time. His sister was sobbing loudly under him, her shoulders and breasts shaking. She had closed her eyes again, and her mouth was forming silent little words. Her cheeks were streaming with tears.
Teddy could not believe the incredible warmth and tightness of her cunt. He had only heard stories about being inside a woman, and the sensations that the walls inside gave your cock. But he knew that nobody on earth could have experienced what he was feeling right then and there.
Bobbi's cunt was so tight it was difficult to move in and out, but at the same time it was warm and fantastically wet! He began fucking her in longer strokes, wanting to feel more of the skin of his cock being pressed tightly against this warmth.
The other girls had gathered around the bed now, kneeling down with their faces pressed closely in, watching the fucking like medical students monitoring a major operation. Their eyes grew bigger and bigger as they watched Teddy begin to fuck his sister for real. He grabbed her hips now to give himself leverage, and began to shove in and out until he was pulling almost all of his cock out of her on each backward movement. The pole was slimy, and there were traces of blood, but none of the girls seemed too frightened by what they were seeing.
"If this is rape," Connie remarked. "I'd like to take a whole course in it. It would beat history any day."
The other girls' laughed, but they immediately became quiet to watch the scene seriously.
It took several minutes of the steady, in and out strokes before Bobbi began to respond. The watching girls, who were fingering themselves while they did so, all noticed the change at the same time.
Bobbi's mouth began to say little words that nobody could quite understand. She began to lick her lips and her head began moving slowly from side to side.
Then her hips began to rotate very, very slowly. The movement was barely noticeable at first, but in a few seconds there was a definite gyration. Her small but round ass began to press up and down on the pillow under it, and it seemed that after a while each upward thrust was meeting the downward thrust of the cock fucking her.
Teddy's ass began to bob up and down in the air then, and he began to hammer in and out of Bobbi's pussy with incredible speed. His breathing was getting louder and faster, and his mouth was hanging open stupidly.
Bobbi's eyes shot over to Marcie.
"Owwwwww, Marcie, just untie my hands!"
Marcie seemed reluctant to comply at first, but she reasoned that the rape had already been legally accomplished, so why not relax the rules?
Bobbi's hands were untied. The girl's wrists were slightly red, but she hadn't really struggled against the ropes and there were no scratches or welts. Her hands immediately shot down to Teddy's asscheeks. She grabbed one in each palm and began to dig her fingers sharply into the blond flesh. She was urging him into her, and making no pretense about it. The watching girls were getting hotter and hotter by the demonstration.
"Owwww-owwww, Teddy!" Bobbi breathed huskily. The fantasy of the man in the hotel room had left her head now. She knew it was her brother who was taking her cherry, and she was beginning to turn on to the kookiness of it. Imagine! How many of her girlfriends would ever be able to say that their own brothers fucked them for the first time in their lives?
"Ahhhhhh!" the girl sighed, this time her voice was louder. "Fuuuuucccckkkk-!"
Teddy felt Bobbi's cunt begin to clutch at his cock. It was a series of tiny little grabs at first, but then the walls of her pussy closed down on him so hard he felt himself completely trapped inside her! He couldn't have pulled out if he'd wanted to.
Her nails dug into his buttocks now, almost cutting his skin. He winced, but the pain was not exactly un pleasurable.
"Fuuuccckk mmeeeeeeee-!" Bobbi groaned. Then her eyes shot open again and, staring straight into her brother's returning gaze, she began to buck her hips wildly, slamming her young crotch against him so hard that the loud smacking sound they made could be heard throughout the house.
"HARDER!" Bobbi screamed at him. "HARDER! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN! YOU AREN'T FUCKING ME HARD ENOUGH, DAMN YOU!"
Teddy was as surprised by the outburst from his sister as the other people in the room were. The girls who were crouched around the bed were frigging their fingers in and out of their pussies furiously now, almost tearing the skin in their eagerness to bring themselves off. The combination of the magazines, the booze, and now the sex scene in front of them was driving their inexperienced young minds to the brink of insanity.
Teddy hammered so hard he was pushing Bobbi up the bed, causing the ropes to cut into her ankles. Connie noticed the situation and quickly untied her friend's legs from the bedposts. They immediately shot into the air and wrapped themselves around Teddy's buttocks. The heels dug into the crack of his ass and continued to urge him to even harder and deeper thrusts. Bobbi's hand went to his back then, and the nails began to scratch long, red streaks across the tender, fair skin.
"I SAID FUCK!" Bobbi screamed again. "MAKE ME COME! FUCK ME HARDER! MAKE ME COME WHEN YOU DO! OH SHIT, FUCK, PISS!"
When her legs wrapped around him, Teddy suddenly found himself even deeper inside her cunt. The added friction tore away his last resistance and he found himself boiling up to the biggest shoot-off of his life. His cum seemed to be starting in his toes, and he could feel every nerve of his body steadily directing themselves to one spot-his groin.
"FUCKING SHIT!" he hollered. "HERE IT IS! OWWWW, SHIT! I CANT HOLD IT OFF!"
"ME TOO! ME TOO!" Bobbi screamed back. "I'M-I'M-I'M-AAAGGGHHHH!"
"EEEAAAYYYHHHH! OOOAAAAHHHHH!" Teddy bellowed. His ass was a blur while he fucked now, and the brother and sister had begun to clutch each other wildly, screaming into each other's ears words that made no sense whatsoever. Most of them had to do with fucking, or sex in one form or another.
Their movements on the bed did not stop for several minutes. Finally, when they were completely quiet and snuggled in each other's arms, the girls who watched the whole thing found themselves lying on the floor, masturbating their young cunts with no thought as to who might be watching, or listening. None of them cared who saw them reach their orgasms, and they paid little attention to one another. Their mingled cries and sighs went on for some time, and it seemed like an hour had passed before Teddy's bedroom became completely quiet again.
Connie and Marcie stood up, grabbed their night-clothes, and started for the door. "We'd better get first bids on the bed, or we'll end up sleeping on the floor," Marcie said. They left the room then.
"Well," Jeanine said, standing up also, "I guess Wanda and I know where we can sleep!"
Wanda laughed. "At least, if we feel like playing with each other tonight, we won't make any noise!"
Jeanine blushed, then laughed. They also dressed and left.
Bobbi got off the bed and strolled over to Teddy's bureau. She took a glass that was still half full of bourbon and soda and had a long gulp. Then she brought it over to Teddy and he also took a drink.
"Now, brother dear-" Bobbi began, "-I must admit that what we did together just now wasn't exactly unpleasant-"
"I sure enjoyed it, sis," the boy said. "It was swell."
"Now get this," Bobbi said, ignoring him, "the girls were so tired they forgot to ask you for the story of what Webster did to you."
"Oh, yeah. Well, they'll remember before they leave tomorrow."
"Well," Bobbi said, sitting on the bed, "I want to hear it right now. And don't start giving me any excuses--"
Her voice sometimes meant business. Teddy had learned to recognize these times.
With no punches pulled, he told Bobbi the entire story of what Miss Webster had said and done to him in her office. When he finished, his sister's eyes were glistening with passion.
"I could make trouble for you because of what you did to me tonight, dear brother-"
"Awww, come off it!"
"-unless you promise me something."
"What's that?"
"Tomorrow night, I want you to invite Webster over here. I want you to set up a little sex party with her, and this time I want you to fuck her!"
"I-I don't know!" Teddy was amazed.
"I'm not taking no for an answer, brother dear," Bobbi said, "and furthermore, you'll do what I say or I make a long distance call to our parents, crying hysterically. And another thing-"
Teddy groaned. He knew when he was licked. "Yeah? What?"
"I GET TO WATCH!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Bobbi had things arranged to her satisfaction the next evening. The big "seduction" scene was to happen in the living room. There was a spot, halfway up the staircase, where a person could look through the posts where they ended and the wail began. It had been a favorite spying place for the twins since they were old enough to walk. With a little manipulation of the living room furniture, the sofa was directly in view of the hiding place, and Bobbi was satisfied that she could see everything her brother did with the physical education teacher.
Teddy had surprisingly little trouble getting Miss Webster to agree to the meeting. He had simply sent a note to her office, saying, "I think I'm having the same trouble I had yesterday. If you could come by my house at eight o'clock. I could explain it to you in more detail."
The older woman had seemed nervous during that afternoon's rehearsal, but once or twice she had smiled at Teddy and nodded her head, as if to say, "You're on!"
At seven forty-five Teddy had laid out a tray of drink mixings. He wouldn't normally have served alcoholic beverages to a teacher at his school, but under the circumstances he felt that certain formalities could be ignored.
Bobbi hung around upstairs impatiently. She hoped Miss Webster was punctual. She was dressed respectably enough-in a short-sleeved blouse and a pair of cut-off jeans-just in case she was seen or heard, and had to make an appearance. She didn't bother with shoes though, since she wanted to be as quiet as possible on the staircase.
The cut-offs had a fly in the front, which she had already unzipped. Under no circumstances did she want to make noise when the time came for her to play with her newly-opened pussy.
It seemed like an eternity until the doorbell finally rang. She glanced at the clock on the wall above the stairs. It was only two minutes after eight. Bobbi pressed her face between the two posts and watched as Teddy, in white jeans and a polo shirt and sneakers, walked to the door and opened it. Then she gasped!
Miss Webster walked in first, dressed very simply but smartly, and behind her, in a pair of neat slacks and a sports jacket, was Coach Orlando!
Bobbi felt her cunt begin to tingle already! Coach Orlando was basically the man she used in her fantasy of being picked up on a bus! He had the same big, rugged, dark good looks that she'd always imagined the man in her dreams to have. And his face could be friendly and warm or stern and masterful. Every one of her girlfriends had gigantic crushes on the man, and it always annoyed Bobbi a little to realize that he was all too aware of these childish, girlish longings.
Teddy also seemed surprised to see the two of them. Miss Webster, who Bobbi had to admit looked like a million tonight, spoke first, and made the proper explanations.
"Hi, Teddy. Nick and I had dinner together, and when I told him I was coming by here, he wanted to drop me off."
Coach Orlando smiled. Teddy couldn't guess a thing from the man's manner. He wasn't close to Coach Orlando, but they'd always been on friendly terms together. Did the coach know the score?
"Oh, sure-" the boy said. "It's perfectly all right. I mean, come in, both of you-"
"No," Coach Orlando said, "I'll be running along now. I guess you and Margaret have things to discuss. I'd just be in the way."
"Well, as a matter of fact-" Teddy began, but he was immediately interrupted by a voice from upstairs.
"Coach Orlando!" Bobbi said, padding down the stairs in her bare feet. "What a surprise! Gee, I never get to see you!"
The coach smiled at the blonde girl. He'd always admired Bobbi's looks, and now that Margaret had told him what a hot number her brother was, he couldn't help but wonder if it ran in the family. In fact, Margaret had told him the Whole story of her experience with Teddy in the small office near the auditorium, and he knew that he was bringing her to this house tonight for a repeat performance. He liked the girls' physical education teacher more than any woman he knew in town, but he also understood that no one man could completely satisfy her. In a way, he was happier seeing her make it with a young boy than with another older man. It made their own relationship more secure, in a way. The sudden appearance of Teddy's sister was an unexpected surprise. He supposed that Teddy would have cleared the house tonight of all outside intrusion.
"Hi, Bobbi, "the swarthy coach said, smiling and showing his large, white teeth. "I didn't know you were home."
"Well," the girl said, descending the stairs and walking across the room, "Teddy and I are orphans for a couple of weeks. Grandpa isn't well, and Mom and Dad had to go and see him."
"Oh, I'm sorry-" Miss Webster said.
"Please don't be," Bobbi said. "At least, we can entertain anybody we want to without people underfoot-"
Bobbi was glad that Mrs. Wilson fed them early and went right home. She liked the feeling of having the house to herself. Or sharing it with somebody as compatible as her brother.
"In that case," Coach Orlando said, "I'll stay a little while. That is, if it's all right with Margaret, and Teddy."
The twins weren't used to hearing Miss Webster called by her first name. The atmosphere was already more intimate than the typical student-teacher relationship. Teddy also saw the fire in Bobbi's eyes when she looked the coach over. Well, the boy reasoned, if his sister had the hots for old Orlando, why not? The coach had a reputation for being quite a ladies' man, so Teddy guessed there was nothing wrong with him physically, and if he could get fired up with Webster, why shouldn't Bobbi get her kicks too?
Teddy cut in at that point, and Bobbi was proud of him. He assumed the role of host with admirable ease.
"I put drinks out-for the grown-ups." He began to laugh, and then all of them did.
"Great," the coach said. "Looks like you remembered everything. Who'd like to do the honors?"
Bobbi walked to the large tray on the coffee table.
"We mix drinks for our parents' company all the time. Just tell me what you like and I'll take care of it. What do you want, Teddy, a Coke?"
"Sure," Teddy answered. "Like last night."
Bobbi mixed drinks for the two physical education teachers and got them comfortably seated side by side on the sofa. She turned to her brother.
"I'll have to fix ours in the kitchen. I forgot the soda."
Teddy knew that Bobbi would mix their drinks as strong as anyone else's, but his sister felt the same reluctance to let the teachers know they were having an alcoholic beverage as he did. He was glad Bobbi was cool in these situations.
Bobbi came back with two frosted glasses. It was difficult to see what the contents were from the out-sides. The twins took chairs across the coffee table from the older couple. All of them sat and sipped for several minutes. Then Coach Orlando noticed something that almost made him choke on his drink. Bobbi had forgotten to zip up the front of her jeans. They were still open, the way the girl had planned for them to be when she spied from the top of the stairs. Bobbi noticed his eyes staring down and thought he was admiring her legs. At least, she hoped he was. She stretched out in her chair, crossing and uncrossing her ankles. Then she glanced down to see if her legs were positioned as attractively as possible. When she did, she also noticed her open fly, and her face turned a bright scarlet. If Miss Webster or Teddy had noticed, they didn't show any signs.
"I'll just freshen up my drink," Bobbi said, standing and walking to the kitchen. She headed for the sink, poured another finger of bourbon into her glass and was just filling the tumbler to the top with Coke when she heard him come up behind her.
"No need to run off like that, Bobbi," Coach Orlando said. "I was enjoying the view."
Bobbi felt too embarrassed to turn around. Her face was still flushed. She quickly took a long gulp of her drink.
"Only thing is," the man said, "it isn't fair for just one of us to be showing ourselves off, is it?" Then she heard the sound of a zipper opening, and he was suddenly pressed tightly against her back. She felt her knees grow weak.
"Shouldn't-shouldn't we go back to the living room?"
"Oh, I think Margaret and Teddy can entertain each other for a while. They've done it before."
He knows! Bobbi thought. Her heart started to race!
Then she felt him reach out and take her hand. He moved it back behind her and suddenly her fingers were being pressed into his open fly. They felt his underwear, and a hard bulge underneath. His mouth was suddenly close to her ear.
"Take it out if you want to." He reached around with his other hand and slipped inside her open jeans. The hand was warm and gentle against her vagina. "Now we're even."
Bobbi found the little opening of his jockey shorts and she let her fingers explore inside. She could feel his cock, thick and hard, and a forest of coarse hair, but she wasn't able to pull the hardened tool through the flap.
"I'll have to take these down," he said. As soon as he spoke, he took his hand out of her jeans and turned her around. She stared directly into his eyes. They were as black as coal, and right now they were glistening with little sparks of fire. Yes, he was the man in her fantasies, all right. And now he was staring at her with the same expression that she always imagined when she lay naked on the bed of the hotel room, watching him undress.
Coach Orlando unbuckled his belt and undid the top of his slacks. Then he put his hands on the blonde girl's shoulders and smiled.
"I really only came by here to drop Margaret off, but when I saw that you were home, I was very happy to hang around."
Bobbi's heart raced. Her legs felt like they were turning into rubber.
"I-I'm glad you stayed too."
"Then why don't you prove it?"
"How?"
"Take my pants down."
"What-what if somebody walked in?"
"Don't worry about them. They're probably doing the same thing." He smiled again, and once more her legs went weak.
Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out and slid his slacks down over his hips. They dropped to the floor, but he made no move to step out of them. The smile left his face and he stared at her sternly.
"Get down there and take them off me. Take my shoes off too!" It was more like an order than a request.
Bobbi sank to her knees. Her eyes quickly took in the details of his body-his powerful, hairy thighs, brushed with the same black hair that she knew he'd have on the rest of his body. She'd seen him in shorts at school, and in her dreams she had seen him naked. She knew he'd look just like the fantasy man. She quickly unlaced his shoes and he lifted one foot at a time while she pulled them off. Then she slid his trousers over his feet. She left his socks on.
When she looked up, he had removed his sports coat. He was standing in just his jockey shorts and a polo shirt. His arms were big and bulging. He smiled down at her and with one quick movement he pulled the shirt up and off. Then he was just in his jockey shorts, smiling down at her, the way she had dreamed about him so many times. She couldn't believe it was all coming true.
"Okay, little girl, since you're already on your knees, why don't you slide my shorts off?"
Bobbi reached up and hooked her fingers around the waistband of his shorts. Tufts of black hair were already spilling over the elastic. His chest and belly were a mass of thick fur, and as she slid the white material down she saw that the hair increased in density below. Her hands brushed his buttocks as she pulled, and they, too, had a fine, even distribution of silky hairs.
When she pulled the shorts over his crotch, his cock popped out into the air the way she always imagined it would. But there was one difference. It was uncircumcised, and she had never seen one like that. Therefore, she hadn't imagined it that way in her hotel-room fantasy. She stared at the thick club for a moment, feeling slightly confused. The heavy foreskin completely covered the head, and formed a puckered mouth about a half inch below.
Coach Orlando saw the confusion in the girl's eyes and laughed. He reached down, skinned back the overhang, and a pink, shiny head appeared. Bobbi's heart began to hammer. It was the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. Even Teddy's, which was perfectly shaped and proportioned, was not this big, and the older man's balls were as big as ostrich eggs in their hairy sac. The girl stared, fascinated, while she pulled his jockey shorts to the floor and he stepped out of them.
He reached out and put his hand on the back of her head.
"Give it a kiss, huh?"
Bobbi leaned forward and kissed the rosy tip of his cock. The head was as big as a fist. It throbbed when her lips touched it, and a clear drop of fluid appeared at the little slit.
"Lick that off!" Again, it was more a command than a request.
She had never sucked a cock before, but she had imagined herself doing so in many of her masturbation fantasies. She had even imagined what it would taste like. She put her mouth over the tip now and sucked up the fluid that had begun to ooze from Coach Orlando's overheated prick. It was a nice taste, she thought, not sweet or bitter-just a masculine flavor.
His hand was one the back of her head again, and he urged her mouth to take more of his meat inside. She opened up until her jaws ached, but had trouble getting her lips around the thickness of the head and shaft.
"Just keep getting it wetter and wetter, baby," he said. "It'll go in. I've fucked smaller mouths than yours."
Bobbi felt a rush of warmth flood her loins. She imagined other girls at the school doing the same thing to him that she was doing now. She wondered who they were, how many they were, and if they'd been anybody she knew.
After licking around the head for several minutes, she ran her tongue wetly along the underside of the shaft. She licked down to his big balls, then up over the top and down to the tip again. She did this several times, and after a while the entire pole was dripping wet with saliva. Then she made another attempt to put the cock in her mouth, and found that she could take the fist-like head all the way to the back of her throat. The man groaned then, and gripped the back of her head even tighter.
"That's it, baby! Now you're eating cock! Owww, you're gonna be a first-class cocksucker some day, you know that? Owww, eat it, eat it!"
His words excited her, and she began sucking harder than ever. She tried to force the enormous shaft past her tonsils.
"Ouch! Easy, baby, don't bite it. Just keep the teeth out of the way. You'll get the hang of it.
Owwww, that's it. Oh, shit, you better stop! I don't wanna come yet!"
He reached down and lifted her to her feet.
"Now you," he said. He quickly opened her cutoff jeans and yanked them down around her ankles. He pushed her back against the sink, and the metal siding felt cold against her bare ass, but she was fascinated by the sight of his powerful body kneeling in front of her. Then his hands cupped her ass cheeks and he pulled her roughly forward and buried his face in her crotch.
She had only been eaten once, and Teddy didn't have any beard to speak of. Although Coach Orlando was clean-shaven, his chin felt like sandpaper. But she didn't mind the slight scratching sensation, because his tongue had started to do fantastic things to her, and he obviously had plenty of experience in these matters. She almost lost her balance once or twice when he stabbed directly in with incredible force. She felt like a finger was going up inside her. She could feel him licking and swirling his tongue deep up into the hole, and she wondered how he was able to do it.
He yanked her thighs even farther apart and forced her to sit on his face. She grabbed his curly black hair for support and began to ride his mouth like she was sitting on a saddle. She could see the enormous veins and muscles of his neck bulge as he supported her, and then he began to lift her straight up into the air!
She threw her thighs over his shoulders then, and he ran his hands up to her waist. With seemingly little effort, he began to stand up, holding her above his mouth and eating her out at the same time. She continued to hold onto his hair for support and he didn't seem to mind her yanking and pulling it.
Bobbi was going almost out of her mind. She wished she could shove his entire head up inside her.
"Well, well," a woman's voice said. "I don't remember directing you in this scene!"
Coach Orlando dropped Bobbi to the floor. He spun around and saw Miss Webster and Teddy standing in the kitchen doorway, completely nude.
"We were trying out a new act," he said, grinning.
"I have a better idea!" Bobbi said. "Why don't Teddy and I direct you two? I'm sure you could put on a good show for us, and we'll give you a little background music with our guitars."
Miss Webster smiled at Teddy. "I'm ready, Mr. DeMille!"
CHAPTER SIX
Teddy set the scene and arranged the lighting. Everyone was feeling a little drunk now, and Coach Orlando brought out several joints of grass, which the four of them smoked while they were discussing what kind of "show" was going to be put on.
The coffee table was cleared away. Under it was a bearskin rug, which made a perfect setting for the couple to perform on. Bobbi got her movie camera. It was one of her prize possessions.
"No film in it," she explained, "But I'd sure like to watch through the viewer and see what kind of porno movie we'd get."
"I could probably be a big star in that racket," Coach Orlando said. He was obviously a man who was not modest about his physical attributes. But, as most women agreed, he had so much to brag about, what did it matter?
Bobbi and Teddy were greatly impressed with Miss Webster's body. She had always been an athletic person, and she could have passed for a teenager any day, except for the size of her breasts! And Teddy was still agog over the amount of pussy hair the woman sported. He wished he was the size of a flea, so he could have spent weeks and weeks finding his way out of that jungle!
The physical education teacher's breasts, though large, were high and firm. They hadn't started to droop at all, and did not flatten out when she was on her back. Her waist was tiny which made the flare of her lovely hips and ass even more exciting. Her buttocks were firm, too, but when touched the flesh had the quality of soft rubber. The perfectly rounded hills stood high, almost like a boy's, but the shape of her thighs put her proportions back to the womanly state immediately. Bobbi thought, with a pang of envy, that Miss Webster probably had the most perfect legs she'd ever seen.
Teddy arranged several table lamps on the floor around the playing area. With the dimmer switches on the wall, he was able to make interesting shades of illumination that he knew would give the players beautiful highlights. The twins had always had a talent for dramatic arts, in addition to their composing skills. Anything concerning putting on a show always entertained them a great deal, and tonight they felt that they were staging a masterpiece.
Coach Orlando stood, watching the teenagers arrange the setting for the little sex show, and Bobbi could hardly take her eyes off his body. He was a tall man, and his body was perfectly proportioned. He was large all over, beginning with his square face, his massive neck and shoulders and chest. His waist was small, and so were his hips, but his thighs bulged out with a rippling muscularity that seemed to highlight all of his body. His stomach was like a washboard under the furry mat of black hair, and even the calves of his legs were huge. His cock swung between his thighs like a large Italian sausage, and the balls were in proportion also, fat, large, low-hanging. When he turned around, Bobbi thought he had the most muscular back and ass she'd ever seen. He looked like some of the statues she had studied in art class. Except that he was here, in living flesh tones and real skin. Her newly-opened pussy felt a hot desire to try his cock on for size, although the young girl realized that he would probably split her in two if she let him.
"Okay," Teddy said, "the stage is set!" Miss Webster looked to Coach Orlando for instructions.
"Get on your back on the rug," he said.
The woman reclined on her back. Her dark hair flowed out on the bearskin* and her face was a mask of lust. Teddy could see glistening droplets of moisture on her vagina. He had been feeling her up while Bobbi and the coach were in the kitchen, but this was pure heat working on her crotch now. The black, hairy lips were opening, and the pink flesh inside them looked like raw meat. As her vagina got hotter, the lips got wider, and she was ready for anything at this point.
Bobbi positioned herself with the camera. In the viewer, the woman's body was a perfect picture. Then the coach walked slowly over and stood directly above her.
Bobbi moved in to get a closer view.
What a movie this would make! she thought.
Coach Orlando planted his feet on either side of the woman's waist. He stood directly over her, looking down. Neither of them were smiling. He pulled his meat back and forth for several seconds, until his thick pole began to stick straight out in the air from his belly. The coach had never had any trouble getting his prick hard, and the sight of his girlfriend on the bearskin rug had him on the verge of creaming. After eating out the twelve-year-old girl in the kitchen, he was in the mood for a little pussy that had been conditioned over the years to please men.
He squatted over her face and let his balls touch her chin.
"Lick 'em!" he half snarled down at her. Her tongue shot out and she began to lather the balls wetly with her saliva. The twins watched, fascinated. Bobbi kept zooming in for closeups and then back again for long shots. Movie-making had always been one of her pet daydreams.
The muscles of the coach's thighs had started to bulge. When he lifted himself and squatted down again, placing all of his weight on his legs, it looked like thick logs of coiled wire had been placed under the swarthy skin. He moved his balls away from her mouth and scooted forward, placing his ass directly above her face.
"Lick the hole!" he snarled. His voice had become mean, almost sadistic. But the woman didn't seem alarmed. Evidently, she was used to being talked to this way by the rugged man. Her mouth opened and she stuck her tongue straight out, making it rigid. She waited for him to make the next move, and he did. Slowly, he positioned his asshole over her tongue, and then sank slowly down, letting the little lick-stick probe wetly into his rectum.
"OWWWWWWWWW!" he groaned loudly. He placed his elbows on his knees and began to bob his ass up and down. The woman under him reached up and placed her long, slender fingers on either side of his hips. She forced him to hold still, and then she brought his ass down harder while she probed more deeply inside his puckered ring, shooting her tongue past his sphincter, and licking the inside walls of his asshole.
He pulled away from her suddenly, and, bending forward, his mouth came down on hers. He kissed her for a long time, and when he pulled away, he put his mouth next to her ear and whispered: "Even my wife doesn't rim me out like you do!"
Bobbi and Teddy were shocked. They hadn't realized that Coach Orlando was a married man! Of course all married men didn't wear rings, but the coach had always seemed like such a happy-go-lucky, freedom-loving person. And he had never talked about his family life with his students. They would have been surprised to find out that he had six children!
The coach traveled down the woman's body then, and he placed his mouth on her breasts, going back and forth between the large nipples. He pulled the nipples through his lips and gave them little bites, sharper each time until finally she cried out in pain.
Then he moved lower, and began to lick her navel. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the touch of his lips as they tasted her hot flesh. His tongue began to make swirling motions on her belly, leaving little wet trails everywhere it went. He was licking into her pubic hair then, and her thighs began to part in anticipation. Finally his mouth came down on her pussy, and her legs shot up and wrapped themselves around his neck and back. She began to moan and thrash her head from side to side.
Bobbi knew how Miss Webster was feeling. It hadn't been long since she had felt that same tongue between her own thighs, and she knew how strong and hard Coach Orlando made it, how far he forced it inside. While she watched him eat, she began to imagine that she could feel his mouth on her again, and her groin had a sinking, melting feeling.
Teddy walked over and straddled Miss Webster's head. She opened her eyes and saw the boy's crotch directly above her. Her mouth opened, and she took his throbbing cock deeply into her throat.
Teddy smiled at Bobbi.
"What kind of movie star would I make?"
Bobbi framed him nicely in the camera's viewer.
"Terrific! All three of you would!"
"Well, just jump in and improvise if you get the urge."
"I'll watch a while, thanks."
Coach Orlando looked up from the woman's cunt and saw the sucking she was giving the young boy.
"You're a lucky little bastard," he said to Teddy. "She's got the hottest mouth in this whole state!
"I know," the boy replied, "I've already had it.
The coach got on his knees between her legs then and lifted her thighs. The big lips of her vagina looked almost black from the dark hair that covered them, and now they had been licked open and gaping. They seemed eager to clutch and hold something between them. He lined up the head of his cock and began to sink it between the lips very slowly. Bobbi thought it looked like a red fist going in, it was so huge. But the older woman had no trouble accommodating the size and length of the coach's pole. He continued to push until he was buried to the balls. He was touching her back wall, but she didn't complain. She continued to suck Teddy harder and harder and her pelvis began to do a little dance.
The coach held her hips then, and he began to fuck faster and harder into her. The size of his cock drove her pussy wild, and she immediately began to grind her pelvis against him, urging him to stuff more and more of the thick pole inside her burning womb. She grabbed Teddy's asscheeks, pulled him so roughly into her face that he was completely buried in her gullet, and she began to scream silently. The vibrations of her throat against the young boy's cock had him on the brink of popping his nuts, and he gritted his teeth with the effort to hold off.
Coach Orlando turned to Bobbi.
"She's have an orgasm already! She has eight or ten of them every time we fuck. This is only the beginning. Come over here and let me eat your snatch out while I fuck her!"
Bobbi put down the camera and walked over to him. She assumed the same position she'd used in the kitchen, and held his hair for balance while he worked his face directly up under her pelvis. The neck muscles began to bulge again, and he was almost lifting her off her feet with the force of his tongue job.
The young girl's pussy was the sweetest thing he'd ever sucked. About twenty girls of Bobbi's age had felt the coach's mouth on their cunts during his years at the junior high school, but Bobbi's, he had to admit, was the best he'd found.
The little lips were soft and almost completely hairless, which added a certain excitement to her beauty. Fair as her skin was, the baldness between her legs made her seem more naked than any girl had ever seen. He decided that when he had the opportunity, he was going to taste every square inch of her body. He explored up into her hole far enough to realize that she was not a virgin. Being a coach, he had heard many stories of girls losing their virginity by accident, but he knew that this was not usually the case.
The coach explored deeper and deeper with his tongue. He had learned the technique many years ago, and he probably was able to insert more tongue into a woman's snatch than other men even dreamed of doing. Yes, the girl had certainly lost her virginity, and judging by the tastes, in the recent past. Perhaps within the last couple of days. The coach had become an expert in tastes, too, and he'd have bet a hundred dollars that this was a freshly plowed garden. He wondered who'd gotten her cherry, and felt a little envious that it hadn't been him.
Suddenly the licking mouth left Bobbi's cunt, and the girl almost fell to the floor. She had been on the brink of her own orgasm then, and the sight of the coach's cock buried so deeply into the hairy pussy on the floor below almost pushed her over the edge.
Coach Orlando pulled out of the pussy and barked at Teddy.
"Trade places. If I have to come, I want to come in her mouth."
Teddy was between the older woman's legs in a flash. He has been itching all evening to put his cock inside her, although he knew he wouldn't be able to stuff her the way the coach did.
Bobbi touched the older man's arm and encouraged him to lie on his back next to Miss Webster. He smiled and winked at her. He seemed to know what she had on her mind, but he'd waited for her to make the first suggestion.
Bobbi crawled up over the man's midsection the moment he was on his back. She reached under and grabbed his slimy-wet rod. Christ, I can't even get my hand around it! she thought. But she squatted over it anyway and brought the impossibly large head to the gates of her snatch. Before half of the fist-sized glans was between her cunt lips the entire vagina seemed stretched to the breaking point. She'd have stopped then and there except that fire was engulfing her loins like she'd never felt.
The twins were side by side now. Teddy was plowing in and out of Miss Webster, and the older woman was in the throes of her third orgasm. She'd had another the very moment the boy put his cock into her, and now he was slowly fucking her to the biggest one yet. Her orgasms always increased in size during a sex bout, until she reached a point where they became so intense it was painful to continue. This was usually at number seven or eight.
The woman's cunt didn't feel as tight to the boy as his sister's had, but he hadn't expected it to. Instead, there was the more experienced manipulation of the pussy muscles, and at times he felt that she was fucking him more than he was fucking her. Her snatch grabbed him and held him inside until she felt like releasing and grabbing again. The sensation was fantastic!
Bobbi's forehead was sweating now. She had sat down harder, allowing the coach's cockhead to slide past her pussy lips. Her cunt was wet with anticipation, but even so, the cock was much too large to take all the way. The older man placed his hands on her hips, but let them rest there gently. He made no effort to pull the girl down harder, and left all the manipulations up to her.
Bobbi heard Miss Webster moaning louder now. She was having another massive orgasm. Bobbi was beginning to feel envious. She hadn't even had one yet, and the woman beside her was on her fourth! She also heard Teddy's hard breathing and little words that announced he was on the verge of shooting, and she wanted to make Coach Orlando feel the same way. She realized then that she would take the cock all the way inside her, even if she died from the pain of it.
The coach was surprised when he felt the girl begin to sink down harder. He had never fucked a girl as young as Bobbi, and all his sexual relations with students her age had been oral. He'd always assumed that he was built too large to make it work with anybody so little, but if she was willing to try, he was content to see what could develop. He gave her credit for trying, anyway. She was pushing more and more of him up into herself with great determination.
The cock felt like a telephone pole to Bobbi, but she found that if she rested after every two inches or so, she was able to adjust to the size and try for more. She wondered how anybody could have such a big one. There didn't seem to be any room left, but she still held an entire handful that she was planning to work up into herself. She noticed now that the coach's eyes were opening and closing, and she could see his chest begin to heave up and down. She knew that whatever she was doing, he was beginning to get extremely excited!
The size of the coach's cock was having another effect on Bobbi. Places inside her were being touched that had never been touched before! She realized that a great deal of pleasure could come with the pain she was enduring, and the idea spurred her on to new courage. She gave a mighty shove and felt like her virginity was being taken all over again. Something inside her gave away, and she had almost all of him buried in her womb! She was short of breath, but she knew now that by letting her weight down all the way, the penetration would be complete.
This time the coach used his hands on her hips. He knew how close they were to making it, and he grabbed the little girl's waist and pulled her down hard. She was making another effort at the exact same time, and the cock finally sank in to the hilt.
She screamed with pain when she felt her ass press tightly against his fat, hairy balls. He held her waist and began to bob her up and down, ignoring her screams of pain and her pleadings.
"Stop! Stop! Please! You're killing me!"
"Then drop dead, you little bitch! You started this, and you're gonna finish it!"
Bobbi was completely helpless in the coach's strong arms. He was slamming her body up and down as effortlessly as though she weighed nothing. Her tight pussy was being forced to ride the bloated shaft of his cock up and down. He smashed her pelvis against his own with such force that it almost knocked the wind out of her and several times she felt faint.
But the pain was going away, too, and the young girl knew she wouldn't have let him stop what he was doing now even if he'd wanted to. She had experienced orgasms before-plenty of them-but what she felt rising inside her now was stronger than anything she'd felt in the past. Even when Teddy busted her cherry she hadn't felt such a huge wave threaten to crash down on her.
Coach Orlando was on the brink now. He began to groan.
"Owwww, fucking shit, I'm gonna fuckin' come so much inside you it'll shoot out your fuckin' ears! Ahhhhhh-!"
"AGGGGHHHH!" Teddy yelled, and he began to blast a torrent of heavy cream into the woman under him. Hearing the coach talk to his sister the way he did had been too much for his overly excited body to take. He hadn't been able to hold off any longer. He kept his squirting cock deeply inside Miss Webster, however, because she had begun to ride it to another climax, and her moans and cries were the loudest he'd heard yet.
"OHHHHH!" Bobbi moaned. The wave had broken. It was hundred feet high and it was crashing directly down upon her. She was being pulled under, under, under.
"GAAGHHH!" Coach Orlando yelled. He began to bob the girl up and down like a riveting machine, and at the same moment he felt her pussy clutch him desperately in her orgasm*, he began to shoot a flood of juice up inside her tight little snatch. His load was too much for her narrow channel to take, and gobs of it began oozing back out, soaking his balls and pubic hair.
In a moment, the bearskin rug contained four reclining bodies. Bobbi nestled up against the coach and Teddy and Miss Webster wrapped their arms around each other for a short nap.
Coach Orlando and Miss Webster dressed after a while and prepared to leave. The twins didn't bother putting clothes back on. They were only planning to go to bed anyway.
"We'll have to arrange more of these little shows," Miss Webster said, smiling at Teddy. "Are any of your friends-uh-discreet?"
"A couple," Teddy said. "How about yours?"
The older couple looked surprised. They glanced at each other, and then smiled.
"One man and woman in exchange for one more boy and girl?" the coach asked.
"That's right," Bobbi said. "And get a man as groovy as you are."
"And another woman that's as stacked as you are," Teddy said to Miss Webster.
The two physical education teachers laughed.
"We'll do the best we can," the coach said. "And we want something prime in return, remember. Let's keep in touch."
The two teachers left then. Bobbi switched off the radio, which she had turned on when she and Teddy stopped playing their guitars.
"With all that music playing," Bobbi said, "you couldn't even hear this, could you?" She walked over to her camera. She had hand-held it originally, but when she joined the others on the rug she'd placed it quickly, but carefully, on her tripod.
"What do you mean?" Teddy asked.
"Why, brother dear, I'm talking about the noise the camera makes when it's running on automatic. In case you haven't guessed, there was film in it, and I shot the entire scene!"
The boy gasped! Bobbi laughed.
"With sound, too," she said.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Marcie Potts squeezed her thighs together and her knees bent slightly.
"Owwww, Bobbi! I can't believe it! I just can't believe it! You really let Coach Orlando fuck you?"
"Yes," Bobbi answered. "And you should see the size of it!"
"I can imagine! I've seen it inside his pants sometimes!"
The two girls were between classes. After history, there was only a quick rehearsal of the play, and their time was their own.
"Do you think you could take him on, Marcie?"
"Owwwww-!" the girl said, stopping and squeezing her thighs together again. "I'd give anything just to see him naked!"
"How'd you like to join in on a little party then?"
"Count me in, Bobbi!"
The bell rang then, and they hurried off to their class.
Teddy was talking to his best friend, Cal Malone. Cal was a year older than the rest of the kids in his class, and he was one of the biggest boys at school. Teddy had showered with his friend plenty of times, and he thought Miss Webster might be very interested in the boy's equipment. Cal didn't measure up to Coach Orlando, but he outdistanced every other student in the cock department.
"You really got Webster's tail?" Cal said, not quite believing his friend's story.
"Her pussy and her mouth, too," Teddy said. "If you don't believe me, ask Bobbi. She was getting her cunt reamed out by Orlando at the same time."
Cal almost creamed his jeans. He'd had his eye on Teddy's sister for a long time. He'd have eaten her snatch with a rusty shoehorn. Cal was not only the biggest boy in the school, he was also the horniest.
"We're organizing a little orgy at the house sometime soon. My parents are away, and we have a free run of the place. How'd you like to be in on it, Cal?"
The boy answered with a low whistle.
"There might be a couple of surprises, too," Teddy continued. "But there's one thing-"
"What's that?"
"No blabbing. You keep quiet about it. That has to be a sacred oath."
"No problem," Cal said.
Coach Orlando had locked his office door and pulled the shades on the windows that overlooked the football field. Betty Arness sat on the little straight-backed chair by his desk. She was one of the three science teachers at the school, and the youngest member of the faculty-twenty-two. Coach Orlando was sixteen years older than the pretty little redhead, and he had taken a fatherly interest in her when she joined the teaching staff a year earlier. But there were times, during lunches in the cafeteria mostly, when he'd noticed the way her breasts pushed firmly against the front of her blouses. She was small, but her proportions began to intrigue him. He started noticing how her ass looked when she didn't wear full skirts, and the narrowness of her waist and ankles. He started noticing, too, how her long neck supported her pretty head, a look like a swan.
The coach had asked her to come to pool parties at his house on many occasions. He was in a sweat to see her body in a bathing suit. He also wanted the opportunity to show off his own physique, reasoning that when she saw the way he filled out the front of his brief swim trunks, she might forget that he was many years older than her.
The third invitation worked, and when she came out of the small dressing room at the poolside, wearing a one-piece, black swimsuit, with her long red hair billowing in soft waves over her perfect little shoulders and back, he'd almost creamed up the front of his trunks. He went to work in earnest after that, and, like he always did with women, he succeeded.
Betty Arness had yanked her skirt up around her waist. She pulled her panties down around her ankles, and she presented a completely nude lower half to him. She wore stockings only on dressy occasions, and with her youth on her side, she never looked underdressed in her role as teacher and moral leader.
Coach Orlando could never get over the redness of her pussy hair. Betty was a real carrot-top, and the fine, silky hairs around her tender cunt looked like a forest fire. The lips of her vagina were so pink they had a bluish cast, and contrasted sharply with the rest of her white, white skin. The coach had always considered it a pussy that you eat first, and think about later. He crossed his office and kneeled down in front of her in his sweatshirt and gym pants. He buried his face into her red crotch, and deeply inhaled the feminine, acidy odors of her pussy as he began to probe in with his tongue.
"Uggh!" Betty Arness said, making a face. "You're so sweaty, you smell like pig!"
"Sorry, babe," he said, pulling away from her with a slurp, "we've had baseball practice for the past three hours. You know I sweat like a goat."
Betty pushed his face away from her and stood up, yanking down her skirt at the same time.
"Well, I'll come back sometime when you've had a chance to take a good, long, hot shower!" She started to walk past his kneeling form, but he reached out and grabbed one of her legs, almost pulling her off balance.
"SIT BACK DOWN, CUNT!" he growled. He meant business.
She was more afraid of his loud voice being overheard than of any physical violence he might do to her, but she sat back down on the chair. The coach stood up and pulled off his sweatshirt. His chest was pouring with perspiration, and the muscles were rippling under the hair. He leaned down and grabbed her hair roughly, then he yanked her nose directly into one of his armpits.
"Take a good sniff of that, cunt!"
She did what he told her to do. She had made him angry this way several times, and she knew what to expect. She inhaled the odor from his armpit until he jerked her face into the other one, and she inhaled there too.
"Now lick some of this sweat off my chest!" he snapped, dragging her mouth over to his massive pectoral muscles.
Her tongue shot out and she began to lick up the little droplets of perspiration that were pouring down his skin. When he seemed satisfied with the tongue job, he pushed her back into the chair and untied the tops of his exercise pants. He let them drop to the floor, and he stood before her in only his jockstrap.
"Lick the strap!" he barked at her. She immediately sank to the floor and bent her head into his crotch. He noticed that her right hand had crept up under her skirt, and he could see her fingers moving beneath the material.
She began by licking the jockstrap until she had completely covered the large sac of his balls, then he spun around and shoved his butt in her face.
"Lick the hole!" he barked.
She spread his asscheeks with her hands and pushed her face between them. Her tongue found his puckered hole and she began to lick it vigorously. Then he pulled away from her face, turned around and pushed his jockstrap down. His cock was half hard in front of her nose.
"Skin it back and clean it up!"
She pulled back the foreskin and brought her mouth over the huge head, licking and sucking at the same time. The cock immediately grew to its fullest size.
"Hold off, now, or you'll have me coming," he panted, yanking his meat out of her mouth. "Let's get that skirt off you now."
She stood up and stripped until only her blouse remained. She saw a slightly threatening expression in his eyes, and she quickly removed the blouse.
"That's better," he said, when she was completely naked. "Now, you snot-nosed little cunt, don't ever pull that high and mighty shit on me again, you hear?"
"Y-yes," she said, meekly. Sometimes he could make her cry.
He pushed her to her knees in front of him again.
"Play with it. Hold it in your hand. Hold onto your man."
She reached out and slid her hand down the hard shaft.
"Bails, too!"
She cupped his nuts, and caressed them lovingly.
"You like to feel your big man?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" she whispered. "He feels so good, I could just die! I love him so much!"
"How much do you love him?"
"With all my heart!"
"Enough to sell your ass to any dirty bum who wanted it?"
"Y-yes, I'd even do that for him!"
He seemed satisfied with his humiliation of her then.
"Okay, get down on the floor. On your back. Shit, I don't care if the floor's dirty, cunt!"
She did as he told her to. When she was on her back he came straight down and shoved his cock into her brutally, with no warning and no preparation. She cried out from the pain, but he clapped his hand over her mouth so they wouldn't be overheard. Then he began to hammer his hips, forcing her to take his meat quick and hard and deep.
In a moment, she was moaning and churning her pelvis to the rhythm of his fucking. She grabbed his asscheeks and dug her fingers in, making small dents in the muscular flesh. Her moans came through his fingers, and he realized that if she got any louder he might have to slap her to quiet her down. He knew Betty when she got this way, and she was capable of losing her mind, doing and saying all kinds of crazy things. She was building to a massive orgasm, and he could no more control her than he could control himself. His sperm was racing around now, ready to boil up and over. He felt a tickling in his balls, like little pin pricks.
"UUUOOOWWWWW!" she groaned, loud enough to shatter glass.
He buried his face in the hollow of her shoulder to stifle his own cries and he began to shoot in long, agonizing spurts.
She had fantastically intense orgasms, and he was always amazed at the way her pussy was able to grip him when she came. Most pussies were so stretched by his size that they lost their muscle control, but Betty Arness had amazing powers.
He waited until she quieted down, then he lifted her to her feet and brushed her off.
"You really didn't get dirty. The floor was just cleaned."
She laughed, and got dressed.
"Owww," she said, "I'd better make a trip to the John. You're coming back out of me."
He stopped her at the door.
"Okay, now, don't forget your part of the bargain. You said you'd come to the party if I gave you a good fucking this morning, right?"
"You conceited bastard!" she almost spat at him. Then her smile returned. "Yes, I agree to my part of the bargain!"
Margaret Webster was through with the rehearsal for the day. She was glad, because the twins were proving to be more and more distracting to her. Sometimes she forgot which scene she was directing. She locked her office door and lowered the shade over the window that faced the main driveway and parking lot.
Reef Waldrep sat in her chair at her desk. He was almost the most beautiful man Margaret had ever known, except that she had somehow been shy about making advances towards him. He seemed friendly and open enough with her, but she guessed that he was on the shy side himself. She liked the way his tweed suit complimented his light brown, unruly mop of hair, and his long face with the chiseled features-the attractive little moustache ...
"What did you have to tell me that was so important, Margaret?"
Margaret Webster gave him a dead-on look.
"You're a social sciences teacher, aren't you?"
"Of course. You know that."
"But that wasn't one of my subjects," she said. "You-you study people's behavior patterns, don't you?"
"Sure-among other things-"
She quickly crossed the office and knelt in front of him. Her hand reached out and unzipped the fly of his tweed trousers before he even had a chance to react.
"Then maybe you can understand my hopeless need to suck your cock, Reef," she said, digging her hand into the fly and finding the opening in his jockey shorts.
"MARGARET! I-"
His cock was soft, and she had no trouble pulling it out of the flap of his cotton briefs. It looked the way she thought it would-as perfect as the man it belonged to. Beautifully shaped, proportioned-it would be huge when it got hard. Her head dipped down and she trapped the entire member in her mouth.
"Owwwww-wait-Margaret, I think-I don't think we-owwww, my God! I've never felt a mouth like that in my life. Oh, sweet sufferin' shit, suck that cock, lady. Owww, suck it off!"
She felt his cock immediately begin to swell in her throat. By holding it there, and letting it grow to its longest and thickest size, she didn't have the bother of forcing an already stiff prick down her throat. She breathed heavily through her nose, and kept the swelling pole buried all the way. Her nose was pressed into his open fly, being tickled by his curly brown hairs.
He unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down around his ankles. She had to come off his cock when he yanked down his jockey shorts, but she immediately plunged back and swallowed the entire shaft into her gullet again.
Now his fat nuts were nestled under her chin, making a cushion for her. She began to deep-throat the man like she had seldom sucked in her life.
"Jeeee-susssss!" he whistled through his teeth.
He shoved his hands down and lifted her blouse until it was up over her breasts. He'd always wanted to get his hands on her big tits, and the unexpected opportunity almost had him shooting his wad. She reached back and quickly unsnapped her brassiere. He was then able to pull the confining cups away from her breasts, and his hands were suddenly filled with the fantastic mounds of flesh. He rubbed his thumbs over the nipples and found them hard, like diamonds.
She pulled his cock out of her throat and took a long look at the glistening pole.
"I didn't know you were hung like a fucking horse, darling."
"I don't advertise, if that's what you mean."
"Reef, darling," the brunette woman said, standing up and wiggling out of her skirt, "you've been wanting to fuck me for some time, haven't you?"
"Well-I-sure I have." He wasn't used to such honesty.
"Good. Well, my pussy has been chewing nails waiting to get you inside me, so why don't we just do it right here on the floor?"
"On the floor?"
"Yes, it was just cleaned. Oh, don't be such a prude, darling!" She fell back and motioned to him, her legs already spread wide. He had never seen so much pubic hair on a woman. And the lips of her vagina were already opening, the pink, wet flesh inside forming a mouth that said, "come in!"
He took off his shoes and yanked his trousers and shorts over his feet. Then he slipped out of his suit coat and when he came down on top of her he was dressed in a shirt, a tie, and socks.
Margaret guided his already wet cock into her already wet cunt. She was almost dripping from heat! He shoved all the way home and she grabbed his ass for assurance.
"Plow me hard, darling. I really need to be fucked!"
He hammered into her the way no man had ever done, not even Nick Orlando. He grabbed her legs and made her ass bounce up and down on the floor in loud slapping sounds. Suddenly, she screamed. The fucking, even for her, was too intense to hold off.
"I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGGG! AGGGHHH!"
"ME TOO! ME TOO! OH, SHIT! HERE IT GOES! GGGAAHHHH!"
She felt him flood her with sperm. She felt like she was floating in a sea of it. And at the moment, she wanted to drown.
Her hands continued to hold his buttocks, forcing him to remain completely inside her until he finally softened.
When he came out, he seemed apologetic.
"I'm a little quick on the trigger sometimes," he said, "but I can keep coming all night. So you never have to worry about getting yours-"
"You had me off in seconds, darling," she said, smiling. She decided to wait a while before she explained that seven or eight orgasms were her average.
"You know, Reef," Margaret said when they were both dressed again and looking respectable, "I think you'd be a really perfect person to escort me to a little party that's coming up in the near future."
"Really? Well, sure, Margaret. Any time you need an escort."
"Well, darling, you might just find this party as much fun as I'm sure I will. In fact, I'll have to be honest with you. This little session we just had- well, I was-I was sort of-AUDITIONING YOU!"
"Oh? Well, now, just what kind of party are you talking about?"
Margaret Webster smiled sheepishly.
"What starts with O and rhymes with ORGY?"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Bobbi had more time to plan for this party. She found an area in the wall divider between the dining and living rooms where her camera just fit perfectly. With the use of some potted plants situated around it, the lens wasn't even visible, unless one was looking for it. She had the camera eye focused on the center of the living room floor, and the zoom lens would pick up everything in close-up detail. Any four people who wandered to the center of the room at any time would be sharply preserved on color film. She wasn't sure that the sound would carry from the distance necessary to conceal the camera, but she turned up her microphones and hoped for the best.
There was a reel inside the camera that would last for a long time. She devised a remote switch on top of the television set that would start and stop the film at a flick of the finger.
The final preparations were done, and she even had time to relax before the first guests arrived.
She went upstairs to her bedroom. Marcie was huddled on the bed, a quilt thrown over her shoulders, shivering.
"I-I don't think I can go downstairs, Bobbi. I really don't feel too well!"
Bobbi grabbed the quilt roughly away from the girl.
"This house is as warm as toast, Marcie. Now stop acting so foolish. Of course you can come downstairs!"
Marcie seemed close to teats.
"I can't, really, Bobbi. I'm scared!"
"Listen," the blonde girl said. "We have booze, right? And some grass, too, if you're interested."
"Get me both," Marcie said emphatically. Bobbi went downstairs, mixed her friend a stiff drink, took a freshly rolled joint out of a little jar in the closet, and returned to her bedroom. She sat with Marcie for a few minutes, but when she heard Teddy answering the door, she decided to go and play hostess. "You'll be all right?" she asked Marcie.
"Yes," her redheaded friend said. "I'm hanging loose already. Don't worry about me."
It was Cal Malone. Bobbie wasn't exactly let down (she had secretly wondered just what Cal had between his legs-some of the girls were telling stories about him one day) but she was dying of curiosity over who Miss Webster and Coach Orlando would bring.
Cal almost drooled when he saw Bobbi in her tight white slacks and little blue halter, but Bobbie was a bit cool.
Teddy took his friend to the kitchen for a drink. Bobbi had one, too, and it was about ten minutes before the doorbell rang again.
The four of them came together, and Bobbi, Cal and Teddy were really amazed to see teachers that all of them had classes with at one time or another. The adult group looked like they had tossed down a couple of drinks before they came, but more refreshments were made anyway. The entire party seemed to want to space out fast. Perhaps they realized that unless they did, they wouldn't have the courage to go through with their plans.
Coach Orlando was just about to ask who the other girl was when Marcie appeared in the living room, staring in open-mouthed amazement at Mr. Waldrep. She was speechless for a moment, and the rest of the party looked at her with puzzled expressions.
"Why-why, Mr. Waldrep!" Marcie said. She had forgotten to put her shoes back on, and Bobbi guessed (correctly) that she was stoned. She was wearing a green and white miniskirt with a matching blouse. Marcie was a cheerleader, and she seemed to have that look in all her clothes.
What nobody in the room understood, including Bobbi, was that Marcie had secretly harbored a crush on Mr. Waldrep that made her feelings for Coach Orlando dwindle to nothing. She hadn't dared to hope that her Social Sciences teacher would be at the party. The little redhead would have jumped into fire for him.
"Good grief, Marcie," Bobbi said, "you'd better hop into the shower before your skirt catches on fire!"
Reef Waldrep stood up. He wore boxer-type shorts, and his cock could clearly be seen thickening against his leg.
"I think Marcie's skirt is just perfect the way it is," the lanky, handsome teacher said. "Let's share a drink over on the sofa, Marcie."
The girl followed him like she was in a trance.
Betty Arness was paying special attention to Cal. The two of them disappeared into the kitchen momentarily. Coach Orlando and Teddy had pulled Miss Webster to a sitting position on the floor and they sat on either side of her, stroking her breasts through the material of her dress, and laughing about some joke.
Bobbi quickly did things to the lights in the room. She knew her films would be dark, but at times they would have brilliant highlights, and everyone would clearly be seen. Next, she strolled casually by the TV set and flicked the switch that set the film in motion.
The cameras started rolling just in time, Mr. Waldrep dropped to his knees in front of Marcie and he buried his head up under the startled girl's skirt. His fingers tore her panties away from her crotch and she felt his tongue begin to lick up and down the silky red hairs of her snatch. The girl spread her legs, and lifted her ass so that he could pull her panties off. He had unzipped his trousers and was whacking his log. Marcie hadn't seen his equipment yet, but she was about to see it go into places that she could only have dreamed about before tonight.
Teddy, Coach Orlando, and Miss Webster had started to strip now. They threw their clothes carelessly aside, and when they were all nude, the boy and the man each took one of her tits in their mouth and began sucking hard. The woman was in ecstasy, and she reached down and began to fondle her vagina.
Bobbi took a peek in the kitchen. Miss Arness and Cal had stripped down too, and the girl stood and looked both of them over appraisingly. Cal was definitely hung the way she'd heard he was. She decided that Teddy had made a good choice after all. Miss Arness had a simply superb body, the girl thought. She showed so little in her clothes, but undressed she could have modeled.
Bobbi took her own clothes off. She wanted to be in the movies, too, because her plan was to show these films to herself when she was alone and masturbating. She draped her slacks arid top across the back of a chair and went to where Mr. Waldrep was still kneeling in front of Marcie. He had shucked off his jacket, and his tie was loosened, but so far he was completely dressed.
Bobbi began to unbutton the shirt while he kept eating away at the redheaded girl. She managed to remove the shirt, taking pleasure in the fact that he had a very manly, attractive chest, and then she reached around to unbuckle his trousers. That's when she felt the cock, which he still frigged up and down in his fist. The size of it almost made her shout out loud! She worked his trousers down over his hips, then his shorts. He lifted his legs one at a time and allowed her to remove the pants completely. When Bobbi had finished, Reef Waldrep was wearing only his socks.
Bobbi leaned down and tried to take his cock in her mouth then. When he felt her lips encircling the head, he took his hand away and let her have freedom to do whatever she wanted. She sucked his cock as far back into her throat as she could, but she knew she'd never get it all the way down without a lot of time and work. She felt his big balls for a moment and let her mouth trail back to his buttocks. She was becoming increasingly interested in this part of a man's anatomy. Coach Orlando's was so perfectly shaped!
She wet an index finger and shoved it up between the fuzzy cheeks of Mr. Waldrep's ass. When it found the hole, it shot straight in, as far as it could go.
"Ufffffhh!" the man said but he kept eating out Marcie.
Bobbi wiggled her finger around inside him for a minute, then she leaned down and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth once more. The thick knob jerked and throbbed so wildly she realized that he was going to come. She held the shaft in her hand just below the head, and continued to suck the pink knob, using her tongue roughly on the slit at the end.
Suddenly, he exploded, and Bobbi's mouth was filled with so much hot juice a lot of it began to run down the sides and onto her chin. She swallowed as fast as she could, but each time she was able to get one load down, her mouth was filled again. She wondered if he ever stopped, and when he finally did she wished she could have gotten more. His cream tasted sweet and delicious!
He pulled his face out of Marcie's snatch and patted Bobbi on the head.
"Thanks, baby. I always come quick like that on the first one. If you wanna get fucked later, I can make it last."
Marcie had started to remove her green and white dress. Bobbi leaned her mouth against his ear and whispered softly.
"She's a virgin, but she's got the hots for you so bad I'll bet you could get her cherry."
Reef Waldrep almost fainted from excitement. The little redheaded girl had driven him crazy since the first day she ever appeared in his classroom. He used to watch her on the football field, leading cheers in her tiny skirt and white sweater, and once he'd had to rush to the men's room and whack off.
"Think I could?" he whispered back.
"Just get her plenty stoned, and keep eating her pussy. She'll do anything you want after a while."
Then Bobbi felt hands lifting her to her feet. They were strong, and she knew they belonged to Coach Orlando.
"Come over here, you little cunt!" he said, half carrying her across the floor. "Your brother and I are going to sandwich you."
Bobbi didn't know what he was talking about, but she was always interested in learning new games. "Where's Miss Webster?" she asked the coach.
"Taking a piss or something. I don't know. Here, get down on your side."
He placed the small blonde girl on her side, facing him, and Teddy immediately went down and began to eat his sister's pussy while the coach played with her small but lovely tits.
"Ohhhhh-!" Bobbi moaned happily. "I like to be a sandwich!"
The coach laughed.
"Well, there's a little more to it than this."
"Whatever it is, I know I'll love it!"
He lifted his body and put his cock against her mouth.
"Get this just as wet as you can make it!"
Bobbi began to lick his huge pole from top to bottom, front and back. In a couple of minutes, it was dripping. He scooted back down and pressed the fat head against her hairless pussy lips. Again, the size seemed impossible.
"Can you take it?" he asked. "You did the last time."
"I can take it now," Bobbi answered. Teddy's mouth had turned her cunt into molten lava, and she would have gotten the coach's cock inside her if she'd have to rape him!
She let him push into her slowly, and when he seemed to hesitate, she made frantic little thrusts of her own.
"Suck on your brother a minute, Bobbi," the coach said. "It'll take your mind off your cunt for a while."
Teddy's cock was at her mouth then, and she opened up and began to suck him deeply back into her throat. He seemed easy to take all the way down now, and she knew she was giving him a good tongue-lashing. He began to throb inside her mouth and he pulled away.
"Thanks, sis," he said. His cock was dripping now.
Coach Orlando had gotten all the way inside, but the girl didn't feel nearly as stretched as she had when he'd fucked her before. She supposed it was all a matter of getting used to it. She felt a twinge of pain when he began to move in and out a little faster, but the discomfort was nothing compared to the thrill she was getting. Then, suddenly, a searing hot fire stabbed into her body and she shrieked in agony. Coach Orlando held her face tightly to his chest and stifled her cries.
It took her several seconds to realize that Teddy had stabbed his cock into her asshole with no warning. She understood why he'd wanted her to make it good and wet, and why he didn't let her finish sucking him off.
"'Owww, stop! Stop!" she began to sob against the coach's hairy chest. "He'll kill me! I can't take both of you like this!"
She tried to pull herself off her brother's cock, but she only impaled herself more firmly on the giant pole that had penetrated her pussy.
"Relax, Bobbi," Coach Orlando said. "If you tighten up, it'll just make it worse. Try to get used to the feel."
She accepted the inevitable, and tried to do as he said.
Teddy was pushed all the way in. Her sphincter muscle felt like it had been torn to shreds. He began to move slowly in and out and the two men must have felt each other on opposite sides of the thin membrane that separated their poles, because they began to match strokes. Both of them pushed into her until they could go no farther, and then they both pulled out again until only an inch or so was buried in each channel.
Bobbi was almost in tears. Whichever cock she tried to pull away from only forced her to accept the other one. It was a situation, she decided, that she'd better get used to or she would go insane!
The coach yanked one of her legs up, and this gave him and Teddy more fucking space. They both began to hammer into the girl ruthlessly now, and the fact that she was being shown no mercy seemed to have a calming effect on her. At least she was getting the worst of it, and she didn't have to fear what would come next!
Bobbi couldn't imagine anyone being as stuffed as she was. She was totally filled up. She was sure that if anyone had tried to insert as much as one more finger in either of her holes, she would begin to split in two.
Even while she gasped for breath, though, she felt the old heat pouring into her groin. Her cunt was catching on fire again, the same as it did when Teddy fucked her, and then the coach. The two cocks were hammering harder now, and she was getting the breath squeezed out of her between the bucking bodies.
"Uffffh! Uffffh! Uffffh!" she moaned over and over.
The pain in her ass began to subside then, and at the same time she was aware that the cock in her pussy felt better than any cock had ever felt there. Her legs began to shake with the size of the orgasm that was building up, and she felt as though her heart would burst.
Now the cock in her ass began to feel exciting in a strange way. It was putting extra pressure on the one she held in her cunt, and the combination of the two were giving her a wild sensation.
"Oh, yes!" she said suddenly, pulling her face away from Orlando's chest, "Yes, I can really feel both of you fucking me now! Ohhhhh, yesssss, fuck me! Both of you fuck me hard! Harder! I'm going to come soon! Owwwww, please! Fuck me harder and harder and harder!"
Orlando looked at Teddy and winked. On cue, the two of them began to batter the child from front and back in a way that they had never fucked before. They hammered her so fast and furiously that she came close to blacking out. The only thing that revived her was the crashing pleasure-agony of her climax.
"GAAAAAA-I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGG!" she screamed in a strangled voice.
"ME TOO!" Teddy shouted, and he began to flood his sister's rectum with his first load of the evening. It was a big one.
The coach felt Bobbi's cunt tighten incredibly around his thick shaft. He had never been squeezed so hard, not even by Betty and Margaret. It was too much for him to take, and he let his load spew out in torrents. Again, the child's stretched hole was just too packed to hold it inside, and the juice flooded back out and over his balls and crotch.
The three of them lay panting for a long time before they could move. Bobbi finally lifted her head and peered across the room.
Reef Waldrep was still sucking Marcie's pussy, and making loud, gobbling sounds while he did. The girl had a half-finished joint of grass in her hand, and her head was nodding lazily. Her eyes were open but they seemed to stare at nothing at all. But from the little cries that came from her mouth occasionally, Bobbi could tell her friend was in sexual paradise.
Margaret Webster was lying on the floor, letting Mr. Waldrep fuck her mouth while he continued to eat the girl. Then Bobbi heard Miss Webster choke and she knew the handsome, brown-haired man was coming again. He'd said something to her about shooting all night, as she recalled.
Then Reef Waldrep stood up. His cock was still three-fourths hard, and it glistened with Miss Webster's saliva and his own semen. He pulled Marcie up from where she was sprawled on the sofa and he pushed the coffee table out of the way. Carefully, he laid the redheaded girl down on the bearskin rug.
Betty Arness and Cal came in from the kitchen. She had a red mark across her white ass and Bobbi knew Cal had been fucking her against the edge of the kitchen sink.
"Now," Reef Waldrep said, crouching over Marcie, "the time has come, little girl. The time has come!"
"What's he talking about?" Betty Arness asked.
"Watch," Bobbi said. Everyone gathered closer. "I think Marcie's virginity is about to be turned into Cherries Jubilee!"
"You mean-?" Miss Arness asked.
"Yes, Betty," Reef Waldrep said, panting and placing his big pole against the little redhead's pussy, "Marcie here is about to get her first cock. And she's lucky she's got me to do it. I fucked all my sisters before they were ten!"
Bobbi hoped the camera film wouldn't run out!
CHAPTER NINE
Marcie simply stared up at the man. At this point, her head was so fuzzy from booze and pot she didn't quite comprehend her situation.
The onlookers darted their eyes between the man's enormous rod and the girl's tiny little vagina. It was almost raw now from the amount of sucking it had gotten from the horny man, and it didn't look large enough to accommodate half of him!
He hadn't regained full stiffness yet. The sucking Miss Webster gave him had sapped a lot of his energies, but he figured it would be best for the girl this way. He was stiff enough to get into her, but not so hard that he would cause her unnecessary pain. He also knew that since he'd already come off twice, he would be able to hold off for as long as it took the girl to get used to his size, if she ever did.
Reef Waldrep was almost an expert at raping and seducing virgins. He had started with three younger sisters, getting into each of them just before their tenth birthdays. He was a teenager then, but his cock was almost as large as it was now, and he knew that there wasn't a pussy in the world he couldn't introduce to the joys of fucking.
He hadn't gotten any young stuff in college, but his first job after graduation was as a counselor at a coeducational childrens' camp. He was free to roam the girls' grounds at any time of the day or night. It hadn't taken him long that summer to learn that many of the little girls who seemed to like his company so much were actually flirting with him! He'd taken advantage of dozens of opportunities, using his mouth on most of them until one night, out on the grass by the lake, under the trees and low-hanging branches, a child of eleven had asked him to put it into her. She said she had an itch there, and she often used her fingers to soothe it, but she knew that what he had between his legs would be even better.
She had bled a lot, and cried later, but she hadn't chickened out on the suggestion, even when he seemed to be hurting her very badly. She had remained friends with him for the rest of the summer and he fucked her three nights a week after that.
There had been other little girls, too. And some older ones. He'd even had one little girl's mother. But his passion for prepubescent pussy was like a disease with him. His idea of heaven, being a bachelor, was sipping a can of beer at the TV set, all alone, and jerking off while he watched cheerleaders at a football half-time.
Marcie's cunt was the first young one he'd sucked in years. His brain was on fire with the excitement of it! He looked down now at the rosy little lips of her vagina, made red from the rough treatment his mouth and teeth had given them.
His mouth watered for another taste, but his cock was guiding his brain. He found himself pressing the fat head of his eleven inches against the silky red hairs of the pussy lips. He smiled down at the child under him.
"Hi, baby."
Marcie smiled back, but-her expression was mixed with fear.
"This'll hurt you, baby," he said, "but just think how good it'll be from then on, for the rest of your life. Because you're a horny little baby-you know that?"
The redheaded girl nodded up at him, staring a bit blankly. To her, he was still the most wonderful, exciting man on earth! She wondered how they had managed not to communicate their feelings towards one another until tonight.
Bobbi leaned her head close to Marcie's ear.
"Let him do it, Marcie! Believe me, it's worth it! After it's over, it's changed your whole life! I'm so glad Teddy did it to me. And I'm so glad that you helped. You're my best friend, and you know I wouldn't try to tell you lies! Let him break you in, Marcie!"
Marcie's head was spinning. She couldn't focus her thoughts clearly enough to know what she wanted to do at this moment. Reef Waldrep made up her mind for her.
His cock sailed into the small opening of the virgin hole and it didn't stop until it met the barrier. He wasn't overly concerned with that. He'd learned to rip them as painlessly as a skilled nurse gives a shot of penicillin.
What he worried about was the child's reaction to the feel of a big dick buried up inside her for the first time. He could never predict the outcome. Some children had ended up raping him. Others had panicked and almost scared the shit out of him!
Marcie's freckled face stared up at him for a long time, hero-worship written in every pore. The little girl smiled, and her eyes didn't seem quite so stoned.
"I think you're really groovy, Mr. Waldrep," she said. "If you want to change me, go ahead. I want to get changed! I really want to! Only-only-" Her eyes filled with tears.
"Only what?"_ he asked very softly.
"Only-don't kill me or anything. It won't be that bad, will it? I've heard some really awful stories-"
He gave one violent lunge then, and her hymen was shattered.
Her eyes darted open, and she looked at him with an expression of absolute astonishment. Her mouth began to form a little "o" of pain, but it fell slack again, and there was no pain at all on her face.
"Oh-Ohhhhhhhh!" Marcie's hands shot up and her fingers dug deeply into his shoulders. "What's happening? What did you tear inside me? What's happening to me?"
"Don't be frightened, Marcie," he whispered, embracing her head and holding her ear close to his lips. "I just broke a little bit of skin that every woman on earth has to break sooner or later. That is, if they want to be real women. And you want to be a real woman, don't you, baby?"
Her eyes flooded with tears, and he felt them spilling down his neck.
"Yes-yes-only I'm really scared! I don't guess it hurts me so awfully much-only-only-I've never felt anything like it before, so I don't know. Oh, please! Just make it feel the way it does now! Don't let it hurt me anymore! Please! Please!"
He kissed the child's lips very softly.
"I'll just hold it where it is now, Marcie. But in a 'little while, you're going to feel a fire down there! You'll want to make my cock help you come off. You know what coming off is, don't you? I'm sure you've made yourself come off many, many times. Oh, baby, when you feel it getting real good down there, then you let me know and I can start helping you to come off better than you ever did so far!"
Cal had been crouching next to Bobbi. As good as Arness had been in the kitchen, he still couldn't let the evening pass without taking a try at Bobbi. He'd been hung up on her looks since the first time he ever saw her.
He scrooched down on the floor, half lying, half sitting, and he slowly lowered his head until he could slip right down under Bobbi's crotch. When he did, he immediately brought his mouth to her pussy lips.
The blonde girl almost jumped in the air! The mouth on her snatch was a surprise, and she'd been so involved in watching the deflowering of Marcie her mind had been in a total state of concentration.
Cal's mouth closed in tightly. He sucked her entire vagina into his mouth. He felt like a vacuum cleaner! Bobbi almost swooned. She reached back and captured the big boy's cock in her hand. It felt much bigger in its erect state than it had looked. She liked the way it gave a little to her squeeze. She pushed his mouth away from her pussy and urged him onto his back. He wiped his lips.
"Somebody just fuck you?" he asked. "I tasted ail kinds of shit!"
"You must of gotten a little bit of the coach's load."
"Well, that's all right. I mean, I'd eat worse than that to suck your cunt!"
Cal, Bobbi thought, was certainly one of the grooviest boys of his age she'd ever met. She wondered why she hadn't become closer friends with him in all the months that he and her brother had been practically inseparable.
She guided his cock to her pussy lips, as she crouched over him, and began to sink slowly down on it.
"Oh, fucking shit!" the boy yelled. The feel of her cunt was like the promise that his mind had been begging for endlessly. Cal had fucked several girls. Because of his size, older girls had sometimes led him on, and he had always taken advantage of the opportunities. But Bobbi's pussy was something else! It was the tightest he'd been into so far, but she used all her muscles as expertly as did the older girls. And she seemed hotter and wetter inside than anyone else.
Bobbi sank down until she was sitting on Cal's balls. His cock seemed to fit her better than anything she'd had. in there yet. It wasn't as big around as Coach Orlando's, but it was almost as long, and it still touched all the right places to start the little convulsions in her loins that always brought her to the big climax. It stretched her nicely, and felt wonderfully comfortable after the battering she'd just received. She looked at Marcie again, to see how the girl was doing.
Marcie's hips had begun to move in very slow, circular motions. Reef Waldrep continued to hold his cock firmly inside, all the way down. The girl looked so tiny under him that Bobbi decided he must be all the way in her belly! But slowly, Marcie began to come to life. She reached out for the cheeks of his ass and held them while she tried to gyrate her hips a little bit more. She was feeling the whole thing in there now, letting it hit every wall, seeing if she could force it to hurt her any more than it already had. She knew in seconds that the worst was over.
Reef Waldrep was amazed at how the girl's pussy suddenly became receptive to the giant invader. Not only had Marcie begun to rotate her hips, but she was testing her cunt muscles on him, giving his cock little squeezes and grabs.
Then Marcie's pussy seemed to turn to fire! The little redhead was definitely bucking up now, trying to get some action going. She looked up at him, still holding his buttocks, and there was a pleading in her eyes.
"You can fuck in and out of me now if you want to," she said. "I think I'd like to feel that now! It's- it's like when I put my fingers in myself. I always wanted them to go deeper, all the way in. But they couldn't. And now-now it feels like my whole arm is up there. Owwwwww, start to fuck now! Please!"
Suddenly, all the attention in the room was on Reef and Marcie again. Coach Orlando was with Miss Webster and Teddy was eating out Betty Arness's pussy. They moved in closer, and watched with great concentration while the social sciences teacher began to give the little redheaded student her first real fuck. He began to push into her. When he came out, they saw the streaks of blood on his long, thick shaft.
"Owwwww-!" Betty Arness said, pulling Teddy's face back down on her snatch, "it's just like my first time. I looked like Marcie, too, with my red hair and my little virgin cunt! Owwwww, Uncle Al, Uncle Al!"
Marcie seemed totally into what she was doing now. Her knees bent and she made her saddle easier for him to ride. He was able to go farther into her by a couple of inches. The girl's eyes shot open wide when she felt him touch things he hadn't touched before, but she didn't seem in pain. She began to urge him on.
"Go a little faster now! Uhhh, yeah! I want to really feel it going in and out!" She started to buck her hips faster, and he increased his tempo to meet hers. Then he grabbed her round little asscheeks and lifted them off the rug. He looked twice her size, holding her this way, and he started to hammer his cock into her with lightning speed.
Marcie gave a scream of joy and began to hammer her crotch back at him, forcing him to slam her belly hard with each inward thrust. His balls began to slap her ass so loud they sounded like paddles.
"Owwww-oh, god! Oh, yes!" Marcie began to groan. She still stared at him with wide eyes, her mouth hanging open. He knew what she was beginning to feel. He could tell by the way her pussy massaged him. He felt the heat rising inside her now, feeling like it would melt his cock away.
"OH, FUCK ME?" Marcie almost screamed at him. "YOU'RE FUCKING ME CRAZY NOW! DON'T STOP! DON'T EVER STOP! AHHHHHH!"
Coach Orlando's cock was raging hard again. He forced Margaret to lick it while she also watched the deflowering of Marcie.
"Rape her tail good!" the coach hollered at Reef Waldrep. "Tear that little cunt from asshole to elbow! Stick that little pig good! Oh, shit, Margaret, get your mouth over my dick. I think I'm gonna come again!"
Miss Webster slurped his load down noisily, but Marcie's voice began to drown out all the other sounds in the room.
"OH, THAT'S IT! KEEP IT UP! FASTER! FASTER! FASTER AND HARDER! OH, YES, BALL ME HARDER!"
Marcie was riding his cock like a wildcat now, and she'd begun to scratch his shoulders and sides with her nails. It reminded Coach Orlando of the way Betty Arness sometimes got, and he wondered if it would be a good idea to slap Marcie's face and calm her down.
But the redheaded girl was past that point. A massive orgasm seized her body at that point, and with one loud scream, her body tensed and her back arched to the breaking point. Then she slumped back down to the rug.
Reef Waldrep had come at the same time. He held his cock in her a long while, watching most of his juices ooze back out of the tight, stretched little hole. When he softened enough to come out of her painlessly, he slid away. Turning around, still on his knees, he held out his deflated pole for the others to see; He was proud of the little flecks of blood. Suddenly, he was the pope of all virgin takers, showing proof of his powers.
Betty Arness let out a little cry and fell forward, taking his cock in her mouth and sucking it clean. Teddy continued to eat her pussy, but they shifted positions.
Bobbi had been bobbing up and down on Cal's cock faster and faster. Seeing Marcie go over the edge had speeded up her own orgasm, and it was coming now. She began to breathe in choked little sobs, and the boy under her could hear and feel what was happening. He grabbed her hips tightly and held on. He was ready to blast himself, and he decided to let Bobbi lead the way.
Her pussy turned into a milking machine, and she sobbed while her body shook convulsively.
Cal blasted his load up into the hairless little pussy then. She grabbed and grabbed with her cunt muscles, but some of the thick semen still oozed back out and down over his crotch. She reached down and felt his soaking balls. She scooped as much of the slime into her hand as she could and began to rub it over her breasts. Her nipples were like hot metal. She began to smear more of the cum on her young tits, pinching and pulling the nipples at the same time. Then, suddenly, her eyes and mouth shot open again and she screamed loudly. Her crotch began to hump the boy's still-hard cock like a wild animal in heat.
"EEEOOOAAAAHHHH!"
Bobbi's convulsions stopped and she fell forward across Cal's body.
Margaret Webster was proud of the little blonde girl. She realized that Bobbi had just had her first multiple orgasms. Two was a good start. She was sure the girl would be up to five or six within a year. Coach Orlando had been eating her out again, and she shuddered and held his head tightly into her crotch while she moaned out her fourth climax of the evening. His tongue was so incredibly strong, she realized that an entire evening of his cuntlapping could leave her a cripple for life.
After that, the party started to break up. Everyone promised to meet again in two days, and one by one the guests left and went their separate ways.
Bobbi quickly tidied up the living room.
"I'm glad they left early," she said, pulling a chair over to the room divider and standing on it.
"Why?" Teddy asked.
"Because I wanted to go ahead and develop this film tonight."
She brought down the camera, disconnecting the proper wires.
"You'll be up all night."
"Not if I get started right away."
Bobbi had a complete darkroom in her basement. Teddy had never taken much interest in photography, but he usually liked to watch his sister at work. Tonight, however, he felt extra tired.
"Show them to me when they're developed, okay?"
"Sure thing," Bobbi promised. "I think we'll be seeing a lot of them. That is, when we can get Mom and Dad out of the house."
"When are they due back?"
"Six days."
"And the play's in three."
"And another party in two."
Teddy yawned and started toward the staircase. Bobbi stood and admired the graceful muscularity of her twin. She had to admit, they were a good-looking pair. It was nice, too, that they shared so many of the same interests.
The girl carried the camera to the basement. She worked nude, feeling slightly chilly. At three in the morning, she began to look at some of the film frames by holding them over a light table.
She warmed up in a hurry!
CHAPTER TEN
Bobbi and Teddy finished watching the movies. In the second party, there had been enough film to show Marcie's entire seduction, which the twins were glad about. The films of their third orgy, the night before, hadn't turned out quite as well, although Jeanine and Wanda had attended. It was discovered that they had both lost their virginity months before to their brother, and no delicious deflowering was possible.
"Hey!" Teddy said, looking at his watch. "Do you know how late it is?"
Bobbi was rewinding the reel. "How late?"
"Like we're supposed to be at school for our makeup in fifteen minutes!"
"My God! The play!"
She'd been so fascinated by the outcome of her secret movies that she'd almost forgotten that this was the night when they showed the results of their long weeks of rehearsals.
Bobbi and Teddy grabbed their guitars and left the house in a matter of minutes.
"I'll leave the movie stuff out. Nobody'll be here," Bobbi said as she locked the front door and hurried down the drive.
Phyllis Fields unlocked the front door. Mike followed behind her, carrying their luggage.
"My, the living room's a mess!" she said. "The twins have been watching movies!"
Mike dropped the bags. He went immediately to the kitchen and mixed a couple of drinks. It had been a long, hard drive home.
Phyllis was looking idly through the film reels.
"It's a shame the traffic was so heavy," Mike said. "We could have seen the play."
"Yes," Phyllis said. "That would have been nice."
"Want to try to catch the last hour?"
"I don't think so, dear. Since we aren't even expected back, it might throw the twins terribly to see us suddenly show up. I'd rather not run the risk."
"What films are these?" Mike Fields asked. "They aren't labeled."
"Maybe some of Bobbi's."
"I don't think so. Bobbi hasn't had any occasions to take movies lately. I got it! The reel of the beach-our vacation pictures, remember? Remember those college girls in bikinis?"
Phyllis laughed and took a gulp of her drink. "You're so horny all the time, darling."
Mike put his drink down and crossed the room. He put his arms around her and hugged her tightly to him. He was a muscular, strong man, and his embrace always made Phyllis's knees go weak. Fourteen years of marriage had seemed only to increase their physical need for one another. They were one of the best-looking married couples in the community, and they knew it. It amused them at times when members of the opposite sex flirted with one or the other of them. And yet, even though they both pretended that they'd never be interested in experimenting with extra-marital relationships, they each had a secret longing to try it once.
"I'm especially horny when I've been sitting on a hot car seat all day," he said, running his hand up under her skirt and shoving his fingers into her crotch. "You feel pretty warm down there yourself."
Her crotch almost collapsed on his hand. Her legs were turning to rubber. They hadn't fucked for three nights, because of her fathers sudden turn for the better and their decision to cut their trip short, and they were ready now to have a good, long, slow one.
Mike Fields began to strip. He was out of his coat, his shirt and trousers before Phyllis got her shoes off.
"Let me help you," he said, walking up behind his wife and unbuttoning her blouse. His hands reached around and cupped the lovely breasts, always such a wonderful handful each. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples and found them hard already. Yes, she was set to go! Phyllis didn't wear bras any more often than she had to. When she knew she'd be spending the evening alone with her husband, she never wore them. And sometimes she skipped the panties too.
He unzipped the side of her skirt and let the material drop to the floor. Her panties were black and sheer, and the nylon crotch was wet when he touched it. It also throbbed.
She sighed and leaned her head back against his chest.
"I wonder how our angels did in the show tonight?"
"Will you stop worrying? Whatever Bobbi and Teddy decide to do, they always go about it like real pros!"
She reached back and grabbed the huge bulge in the front of his jockey shorts.
"You didn't take your underwear off," she murmured.
"I'll let you do that, sweetheart. I know you like to strip me as much as I like to strip you!"
"Good god," she said. "Gant I have any secrets?" He laughed and shoved her down on the sofa. He began to kiss and suck on her breasts. She felt her pussy turn to fire!
"Owwwww, darling-! What are you doing to me?"
She looped her fingers under the tops of his shorts and pulled them down over his ass. He let her take them all the way off. Then, while he trailed his mouth down her belly, he slipped her black nylon panties down and over her smooth, white thighs.
"Ummmmmm-" he murmured, burying his mouth and nose in her crotch. "You sure got a hot box tonight, lady."
"Owwww, darling, maybe you'd better fuck me now!"
"Hey!"
"What?"
"Let's put those beach pictures on. I can girl-watch and you can boy-watch while we're fucking!"
Mike always had novels things to suggest when they made love. It was one of the things that made their marriage so exciting.
"Anything you want, darling."
He quickly got up-and turned off the lights in the room. The reel on the projector had been rewound and was ready to roll. He switched on the machine and crawled over his wife. The first flickers of the lead-in were flashing across their bodies when he inserted the head of his large cock between the throbbing lips of her vagina. Slowly, he sank home.
"Look, the picture's coming on," Phyllis said.
"It's our living room," Mike said. "Our bearskin rug! What the hell-"
"Bobbi must have had a party. Let's see." He watched with her, sawing in and out of her pussy lazily.
A beautiful brunette woman with large breasts walked to the center of the room. She was completely nude, and she reclined on the bearskin, her thighs parted and her dark pussy opened up in heat. The camera was hand-held and it occasionally zoomed in for closeups of the most private parts of her body.
"I don't know who's been using our house!" Phyllis cried. "Bobbi certainly doesn't film nudes!"
"Hush!" her husband said. "This is a sound film. Let's see if we can hear anything?"
"I-I could swear that's Margaret Webster, Mike. Bobbi's phys ed teacher. The woman who's directing their show!"
"Hush!"
Just then a man walked onto the scene also nude. He stood directly over the woman's face, straddling her.
"OH MY GOD!" Mike Fields shouted. "That's Coach Orlando! Shit, I'd know him anyplace!"
Phyllis was staring, thunderstruck, at the man's cock and body. In her confusion and outrage, she still saw that he was a powerfully attractive piece of male beef.
"THAT'S Coach Orlando?"
"Hush!"
The man was standing, looking down, pulling on his cock. It grew to an awesome size, and then he squatted over the woman's face, shoved his balls against her nose, and said, "Lick 'em!"
After she did this for several seconds, he moved down and shoved his asshole over her mouth. "Lick the hole!" his voice said from the speaker next to the portable movie screen.
To Phyllis's and Mike's utter amazement, the woman did what she was told to do.
"I don't believe this!" Mike said. His cock gave a twitch inside his wife's cunt. She made no move for fear he'd pull out of her, and although she pretended outrage at what she was seeing, she wanted to feel him inside her while she watched.
The man bent down and started to kiss the woman's breasts, then her stomach, and then he buried his face in her crotch. She wrapped her legs around him.
"Holy shit!" Mike gasped. Phyllis was breathing hard.
Then the watching couple saw something that made then gasp!
Their son Teddy walked into the scene, completely naked, and with an erection! Neither parent had ever seen him in this condition before.
The blond boy straddled the woman's head just the way the man had, squatted down, and placed his erect cock into her mouth!
The parents were too shocked to speak. Their eyes were riveted to the screen, their bodies, still locked, perfectly still. The woman continued to suck their son for several minutes, and then he looked in the direction of the person making the film.
"What kind of movie star would I make?" he asked, smiling.
Bobbi's voice came back on the soundtrack.
"Terrific. All three of you would!"
There was another exchange of dialogue that was on the same general level. The man in the picture stopped eating the woman's pussy, looked at Teddy, and said, "You're a lucky little bastard. She's got the hottest mouth in this whole state."
And Teddy replied, "I know. I've already had it."
Mike's reaction to what he heard almost made him pull his cock out of Phyllis's pussy.
"That little shit! Wait till I get my hands on him!"
Then there was a disgusting few minutes while the man fucked the woman brutally. She had an audible orgasm, and the man turned to the camera. "Come over here-"
The camera moved about a bit and then it held perfectly still. The onlookers guessed that Bobbi had placed it on a tripod. They waited, scarcely able to breathe. Their worst fears were that their daughter, that innocent little angel, would suddenly appear on the screen in as disgusting a condition as her brother and the other terrible people in the film.
Their worst fears were confirmed. They simply exhaled deep sighs when their daughter appeared. They seemed resigned now the worst that fate could deal them.
Bobbi stood directly over the man and allowed him to shoot his face down and under her crotch. She grabbed his hair and seemed to be enjoying the licking he was giving her.
"That dirty son of a bitch Orlando!" Mike snarled. "I'll kill the miserable motherfucker! Look what he's doing to our little girl!"
Phyllis's heart was racing! The man's body was so powerful, so muscular, strong and hairy! She imagined him on his knees in front of her, licking into her hard, forcefully, raping her with his tongue. That's what he must have been doing to Bobbi! Because, Phyllis knew, Bobbi was a virgin!
Teddy started fucking into the woman then, and the parents were dumbfounded. They never imagined that their son knew anything at all about copulation, other than what his sex-education classes taught at school. Where had he gotten the practical knowledge?
Then Bobbi urged the man down onto his back. Phyllis and Mike couldn't believe their eyes. Their daughter was actually taking the initiative in one of the most disgusting sex scenes they had ever witnessed, either on screen or in person.
Mike watched his daughter's athletic, lithe little body. He noticed the flare of her hips and butt. He hadn't realized she had so tilled out, especially in the breast department. He wouldn't have admitted that the sight of her was what made his cock jump inside his wife's cunt a couple of times, but he couldn't take his eyes off his lovely little golden girl!
Her pussy was so bald, so fragile looking. He'd never seen her this way since she was old enough to dress herself. He could squint his eyes and imagine that this was what Phyllis looked like when they first met. Phyllis had been young, of course, but definitely not this young.
The parents were shocked into silence again as they saw Bobbi actually guide the man's penis into her vagina and begin to sink down on it. It took forever for the penetration to take place, but they noticed that Bobbi had led the way most of the time. The man only got rough when she asked for it.
Phyllis was fascinated with the sight of Teddy fucking the woman so expertly. She had never really looked at her son's body, except to notice that he seemed to be developing in a perfectly healthy, normal way. Now she couldn't take her eyes off the size of her son's cock! It was so much larger than she would have suspected. And the shape of it seemed so much like Mike's, although her husband still had the child beat in thickness and length.
Phyllis's loins were catching on fire despite herself. The films had her in such a state of shock, she wasn't responsible for her feelings or actions any longer.
Mike must have felt the same way. In the throes of his trauma, he began to fuck forcefully into his wife's pussy.
On the screen, the action had turned entirely to filth. Bobbi had suddenly been pulled down all the way on the man's giant dong. She was screaming and yelling and he was telling her to shut up and drop dead and all sorts of awful things. Teddy fucked himself and the woman to orgasms. Finally Bobbi was being the aggressor again, and she was shouting obscenities at the man under her while she fucked up and down on his pole with fury.
Then the two of them reached their climaxes almost together. When Phyllis saw her daughter's orgasm arrive, her own insides convulsed. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, hoping that Mike wouldn't notice. But he had become terribly stiff and he was fucking more and more rapidly. The man's voice howled his own climax from the screen, and Phyllis felt Mike shoot a torrent of juice up inside her. The parents lay, sweating and sobbing in each others' arms for a few moments.
Later, they had seen everything. The two other parties, which they noticed Bobbi had filmed more cleverly, were beyond their worst fears. Nothing could have shocked Phyllis and Mike Fields more than the thought that their own two beloved children had not only hosted such entertainments in their own home, but had taken the trouble to photograph them and participate in them.
And then, on the second party film, while dear little Marcie was being brutally raped by another man who looked familiar to both parents, Bobbi had actually said to Marcie, "Let him do it, Marcie. I'm so glad Teddy did it to me."
To Phyllis, this had been a worse shock than seeing Teddy fuck his sister in the ass.
It was clear to both of them now that it was Margaret Webster and Nick Orlando in the films. The two other adults were familiar, but not teachers either parent knew well.
Of course, they'd recognized Cal, Teddy's best friend, and Bobbi's friends Wanda and Jeanine. The latter two's discussion of how they'd lost their virginity to their brother made Phyllis faint across the sofa, and Mike had to bring her around with spirits of ammonia.
"Well have to contact the police immediately," Phyllis said when she was revived. "We have all the evidence we need on these films. Those teachers must be forced to leave this town!"
"That's true," Mike agreed. "And I'll personally see that that motherfucker Nick Orlando is strung up in the town square and castrated with a rusty knife! In fact, I'll do it myself!"
Mike had started drinking. He got a bit mean at times like this, and Phyllis usually countered his temper by having a few snorts herself.
She picked up the telephone and started to dial. Then she dropped the receiver before the first ring on the other end.
"Mike-we just can't! We can't contact the police!"
"Why not?"
"Well-think of the fuss it would make. I mean, arrests and a trial and newspaper stories and photographs-oh!"
She sat down on the sofa and began to sob. Her husband sat next to her and put an arm around her shoulders.
"I know, I know," he said soothingly. "It'll be rough on all of us."
"We'll have to move away! And we have so much here!"
"I know," he agreed. "Just when our lives are beginning to reach the financial security and community respect we always wanted so much!"
"And our children are-" she stopped.
"Our children are what?" he asked, knowing that she was going to say "celebrities."
"Our children are monsters! Complete, utter, un-regenerate monsters! They're the ones who'll have to go! We can force those teachers to leave this town without one word to the police. But Bobbi and Teddy must be sent away. Far from each other. To separate schools. Strict schools! Where they'll learn manners and morals and discipline!"
Mike agreed. "Shall we wait up for them?" he asked.
"No. Tomorrow's Saturday. That will do." Phyllis stood up. "Let's go to bed now," she said. "I'm exhausted!"
Mike had been thinking about some of the things he'd just seen on the little portable movie screen in the corner of the living room. His cock was itching again, and he wondered if it would be good manners to ask Phyllis for another piece of tail in bed. He decided it wouldn't.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Bobbi was writhing with anger. The anger was mixed with shame, humiliation, embarrassment, regret, and fear. But it was basically anger she felt as she stared at her father, sitting across her bedroom from her, on her little vanity stool.
How could her parents have returned without letting them know? And how dared they look at the films? And how stupid could she have been for letting that stuff lie around where anybody on earth might have discovered it. But she and Teddy had been in such a hurry to get to the play-
"I'd burn those pictures in public," her father was saying, "but I wouldn't expose the public to such unspeakable filth!"
He was really on a tirade today. Even the morning paper, with the big article praising the work Bobbi and Teddy had done on the fund-raising entertainment at the school did little to calm his anger. He'd merely glanced at the article and then he'd thrown the newspaper to the floor.
Teddy was being lectured at the same time by his mother in his own bedroom. Both parents had agreed not to interfere with each other's disciplinary sessions. Bobbi had always responded better to her father's advice, and Teddy better to his mother's.
"I suppose you know that if word of this ever got around, we'd have to move away from this town. Perhaps change our names?"
"Oh, Daddy-" she groaned. She thought he was being silly. Nothing on earth, she thought, could really force people to such drastic actions. And so what? It would be exciting, like the plots of some of the movies she'd seen.
"But I have another solution. Of course, the adults who participated in the films will be dealt with severely, but in private. Your little friends are going to be warned that if their sexual activities do not stop at once, their parents will receive private showings of the pictures you took."
"Oh, good grief!" Bobbi said. But the worst was yet to come.
"And you, my child, are going to be sent to a girls' school. Your mother and I are making inquiries today. We think perhaps a religious school of some sort-where the girls are strictly watched and their actions are reported immediately to their parents-"
Bobbi couldn't believe her ears!
"But Daddy-this was the first time I ever-"
"Don't 'Daddy' me!" he shouted. "I don't care if it's your first time or not! I saw three separate evenings of unspeakable filth and degradation on that screen. And talk about more! Yes! Who in the name of god knows what other antics you've been up to, besides letting your own brother take your precious virginity-!"
"I didn't let him," Bobbi explained. "He tied me up and raped me! I tried to stop him, Daddy, honest I did!"
"Oh, my god, my god, my god-!" the girl's father said, burying his face in his hands. He'd begun to sob, and Bobbi started to feel sorry for him. She ran across the room, still in her babydolls, and knelt by his side. She had always been able to cheer her father up when he was down, but she had never been the cause of such unhappiness before.
"Please don't feel so bad, Daddy," she said, reaching out and. touching his hair. He pulled roughly away from her.
"Don't come near me, you little slut! Yes, I said slut! Because that's exactly what you are!"
Bobbi was confused. She thought 'slut' meant 'whore,' and she knew that whores were women who charged to let men fuck them. She hadn't charged anybody a red cent. In fact, the camera film had completely wiped out her savings. She started to ask her father for a clearer definition of 'slut,' and then changed her mind. It wasn't a good time to upset him.
However, the thought of being sent away to a girls' school had Bobbi really frightened. She'd heard stories about those places, and she knew how bleak and dull they could be. Her parents would surely find the worst one they could, because they were so intent on punishing her. She wouldn't be surprised if Teddy ended up in a military academy!
She reached out and touched his chest. Then she laid her head against his shoulder.
"I don't know what made me do those things, Daddy. Only, after I lost my virginity-"
"But how could that have happened?" the man sobbed.
"Well, it started with those magazines you keep in your room-"
His head shot up and he looked directly at her.
"Magazines? What magazines?"
"The dirty ones. I found them in the bottom of your bureau. I knew you had them, because I saw you reading one once. Do you remember? You quick put it in the little stand by your bed, but when I looked it wasn't there, so I started searching and-" He didn't wait for her to finish. His head fell into his hands again.
"Oh, my god, my god, my god-!"
"And some of my girlfriends were looking at them, and they got all hot and bothered and decided to seduce Teddy, and then when they got him all worked up, he decided to seduce me!"
Indirectly, the man knew he'd been responsible for all this. He should never have kept those books in the house, but he and Phyllis had used them occasionally to stimulate each other. It was one of the little varieties that they spiced their sex life with. How could he have known Bobbi would look for them?
"You goddamned little sneak! I ought to spank your ass off! That would teach you to violate people's privacy!"
Bobbi jumped up and threw herself across his lap, face down.
"Yes, Daddy! Spank me! Spank me as hard as you want! Fm sorry for the things I've done, and I know I should be punished, but please don't send me away! Spank me instead!"
The man's anger flared up inside him at that moment. The thought of Bobbi spying around through his personal belongings was the straw that broke the camel's back.
His hand came down across the thin, green material of her babydolls. Her little ass was poked up high and rounded, and he could see the crack clearly through the sheer nylon. When his palm descended it sounded like a firecracker. She let out a stifled scream, and he immediately saw the print of his hand under the nylon. He decided to make her little butt red with welts. Whatever the outcome of this, Bobbi and Teddy would be thoroughly thrashed, the way he should have done with them years ago. He decided to take his belt to the twin boy when he was through with Bobbi.
His palm came down again and again. The little girl stuffed her fists in her mouth to keep from crying out. His hand felt like fire on her ass now, and he didn't seem ready to stop. Still she thought, this would be better than girls' schools of a religious nature!
"You think you'll learn not to let men put their things into you?" THWANG!
"Yes! Oh, yes!" Bobbi sobbed.
"You think you'll Seam better than to go around sucking on them and licking on them and kissing them?" THWACK!
The child almost screamed. His blows were getting harder and harder, and yet he didn't seem to be running out of energy. In fact, he seemed to be getting angrier.
"And what about taking it in the ass?" THWACK! THWANG!
The child couldn't have answered him now. Stifling sobs had choked off her throat completely. His hand continued to rain down blow after blow until her ass felt almost numb. She didn't flinch so much each time after a while. And then a rather amazing thing happened!
Bobbi's cunt began to heat up tremendously! The stinging welts on her buttocks were feeling hot and fiery now, and so was her cunt. The heat rushed through her loins from her buttocks and enveloped her whole crotch. The lips of her vagina began to open. They tightened, and she felt a throbbing sensation. She ground her pelvis against his lap, hoping he wouldn't notice that she was getting hot. She pretended to sob from the spanking she was getting, but after a while it was all acting. She was glad she'd had experience as an actress!
Mike's arm was getting tired. He didn't slap as hard now, and he took longer breaks between the slaps. He looked down at Bobbi's tight, round ass-cheeks. He could see the white skin turn almost purple under the material of the babydolls. Her ass seemed to be gyrating around on his lap now, waiting for the next blow. His eyes were fixed on the shape, the fullness that he'd never noticed until he watched the obscene movies. How could he have let his little girl develop this way without noticing her physical proportions? She was small and thin, to be sure, but she already had a shape that many older women would have been envious of. Men might have been after her for a long time. He suddenly realized that she might have had problems he never even tried to understand!
He hadn't slapped her for quite a while now, but still he noticed that her ass hadn't stopped moving. His lap was getting a massage that had his cock swelling despite itself!
Bobbi felt the swelling immediately. Every nerve-ending of her crotch was alive with feeling, and the thickening of her father's meat directly under her vagina couldn't have been ignored!
Mike's hand came down again, but it rested tenderly on her ass.
"You really like the things you did, Bobbi?" he asked. "I mean, you did some pretty far-out things!"
The girl had stopped crying now.
"Yes, Daddy! Oh, I know I'm wicked and terrible and all, but I swear that the first time wasn't my fault! It wasn't really Teddy's fault either-we both just got sort of-caught up in all this stuff. And I did like it! I couldn't help myself! Oh, Daddy, it doesn't matter if you send me away or not! I'll never be able to stop liking it!"
He noticed that her voice dropped a full octave as she talked. Her pelvis was grinding harder and harder on his lap and he supposed she could feel his erection now. There hadn't been any way to stop it, and it pressed firmly up against the front of her crotch now. He could almost feel her little vagina trying to grab at it.
"I guess you're right," Mike said. "I shouldn't blame you too much. People get to be prisoners of their feelings at times. And then there's just nothing they can do to stop themselves."
He began to caress her buttocks lovingly now. He had a sudden rush of guilt over the spanking. He yanked the green material down from her buttocks and saw the red, red flesh underneath, with a couple of welts starting to form.
"Oh, baby, baby," he cried, "Daddy's so sorry he spanked you so hard!"
He half raised her rear end up to his face with his arms, and he half reached it by bending over. He began to plant wet, tearful kisses on the inflamed buttocks, and Bobbi almost fainted from the delicious sensations his mouth was causing. Her pussy was sending out sparks at this point. She wondered if the nylon of her babydoll panties could melt!
Her hands were shoved into his crotch for support, and she no longer had to guess about the state of his cock. It was as hard as metal, and it continually throbbed under her grasp.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Bobbi groaned, "let me get on the bed!"
She scooted down and threw herself on her stomach across her bed.
He was behind her in a flash! His mouth came down on the asscheeks again and he began to remove his sports shirt and slacks as he kissed and licked them.
"Lick them and make them well, Daddy," the little girl sighed. She turned her head and saw him stripping. Her eyes stayed glued to his body until the last shred of his clothing was off. She had seen him in bathing suits, but she'd never thought of her father as a truly sexy man. Now she realized he was probably the grooviest hunk she'd looked at since Coach Orlando!
His cock was sticking straight out from his blond pubic bush. Both parents were almost as white-haired as their children. Her father's skin always looked smooth and suntanned under his blond brows and curly hair. She didn't know until now that the hair on his crotch was the same color. She looked at the throbbing meat for a moment, and then she had difficulty holding off her first orgasm. It was just like Teddy's, only bigger. Just like the cock that had first torn down her virginity, raped her asshole, shot off in her mouth-
She rolled over on her back, and the soreness of her ass caused a rush of heat in her pussy that almost made her cry out.
He fell down on her and their lips met. Their tongues began to search inside each other's mouths, and they began to run their hands all over each other's bodies.
"Daddy! Put it in me!" Bobbi reached up and began to yank his hair with her fists.
"Let's make each other wet first!" he replied in a hoarse whisper. "Let's suck on each other!"
He arranged a sixty-nine position immediately. He spread his thighs and gave his daughter a free shot at his cock, while he dipped his head and shot his mouth down hard against her pussy lips.
He tongued her gently but firmly, much the same way Teddy did, Bobbi noticed. His cock was such a perfect size that she was determined to give him the best blow-job of his life, and she did. The man couldn't believe the skill with which his daughter sucked his cock all the way down into her throat. She squeezed it when it got there, and made it even bigger and harder!
"Awwwwww-" Mike sighed, pulling away from her delicious cunt. As much as he wanted to keep eating it, the time had come to fuck. He shoved her onto her back and crawled up over her.
"You sure you won't have any trouble, angel?" he asked.
"You saw me take Coach Orlando!" Bobbi answered.
"I sure did!" he said, and he lined up the head of his cock between the wet lips of her bald pussy and gave one mighty shove. He buried himself home on the first thrust, and the thought crossed his mind that he might have tried to hurt her on purpose.
"AGGGHHHH!" Bobbi cried out. Her arms encircled him and went mad! Her fingers began to grab and squeeze and scratch his back and thighs and buttocks and shoulders. She started to buck her hips wildly against his pelvis.
Mike closed his eyes and started to pump into her hard. She was acting the way he'd seen her on the screen! It hadn't been his imagination, after all. He had doubted his memory several times, but now he knew it was all true. His daughter was the most fantastic piece of ass he'd ever gotten a hold of. If he could teach Phyllis to be this hot, he'd live fewer, but happier, years!
"You're gettin' me, angel!" he groaned.
"Me, too! Me, too, Daddy!" Bobbi panted back. "I'm so hot I can explode any time!"
"I can too! "he yelled, and then he hammered into her so hard his hips became a blur.
She grabbed his ass and held on. He was driving her so hard now it was impossible to match his strokes. She had never been fucked so thoroughly, and the orgasm rising in her loins would be the most intense one she had ever experienced.
He began to sob and curse and choke and convulse then, and she felt an enormous supply of cream begin to flood her pussy. She knew it was running back down on her bedspread, but she didn't care. All she cared about then was the wracking pleasure-pain of the climax that overtook her. She felt as though she were having three orgasms at once. The intensity of her feelings almost made her faint.
They held onto each other for a long time. When he finally pulled out of her and sat up his eyes were troubled.
"We better not talk about this to your mother, angel."
"I won't, Daddy. I promise. Daddy?"
"Yeah?" He was dressing quickly, suddenly apprehensive about being discovered in this condition.
"What about being sent away? To a girls' school?"
"Well-I'll have to talk with your mother. I can't give you any definite answer right now."
Bobbi smiled when he left the room. She felt triumphant!
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Come on, Mom. Boys have to grow up sooner or later!"
Phyllis Fields was sobbing. She sat on the edge of the bed, scarcely able to look him in the face while they discussed his future.
"I can't believe it, I just can't believe it!" she cried. "How you could have done those things to your own sister!"
"But Bobbi always wanted it, except for the first time!"
"And when you and that awful man-that animal you call your physical education teacher-when you and he both-you-" The woman's voice choked off with sobs.
"Oh, Mom," Teddy said, "If you mean about Coach Orlando and me making a sandwich of Bobbi, well, that was his idea. But Bobbi liked that too, once we got going. You saw in the movie how she started acting!"
Phyllis Fields howled. She leaned forward on Teddy's bed and sobbed directly into the bedspread. Her body had started to shake with her loud, tearful gasps.
Teddy seemed to be looking at his mother for the first time. He supposed that everything sexual to him had blocked itself out of his mind in the past, waiting for an excuse to be alone, under the sheets, with his hands around his goodies.
But in the past two weeks, a new sexuality had taken over and his mind and body were responding to things that they had never consciously noticed before. He was aware for the first time of his mother's tiny waist, and the way her hips flared out below them. She had a knockout bod, he thought, if a person took the trouble to look. It wasn't too far different from Miss Webster's, or Miss Arness's. Maybe a cross between the two. Her tits weren't as big as Webster's, but they were bigger than Arness's. She was in a housecoat now, and the top was hanging away from her body. The boy had been sitting in a chair by his window, restlessly spinning a basketball. He lifted himself a little higher now to see if he could catch a peek at her tits-especially the nipples. He almost saw them all, but she sat up again before he got a really good look.
Her hips had a real groovy shape, the young boy thought. And he could tell that her ass was beautiful, the way the material of the housecoat clung to the contours. He tried to think back to the last time he'd seen his mother in shorts or a bathing suit. It had been when they vacationed the summer before at the shore. Yeah, he remembered now. His cock began to give a little twitch. He remembered saying to Bobbi that their parents looked better in their bathing suits than almost anybody else on the beach. And he'd noticed men look at his mother, and women at his father.
Phyllis Fields wiped the tears from her cheeks and stared directly at her son. Her expression was hard to define. There was anger there, certainly, but pain too. If she had realized how angry her son was with her, she'd have been surprised. Teddy was furious that his parents had returned without any warning. He felt that they'd done it on purpose, trying to catch him and Bobbi doing things they shouldn't have done. Also, he didn't think they had any business looking at the films until they knew what they were. All of this could have been avoided if Bobbi had stashed away the movie equipment before they went off to the school the night before, but there was no used crying over spilt milk. They'd been found out, but the methods had been unfair.
Teddy was more angry about his and his sister's failure to carry out their games successfully than he was concerned about the outcome of them. What could they do? Cut off his allowance? Cut off his cock?
"We're sending you away," his mother said.
"What?" The boy was flabbergasted!
"That's right, Teddy," she said. "Either you and Bobbi have to leave this town, where you've been exposed to such evil influences, or we'll all have to leave. It would be the ruination of your father-of me-of our whole family if this got out!"
Tears streamed down her cheeks again.
The boy had never heard anything so ridiculous in his life. What did sending him and Bobbi away accomplish? Why couldn't they all continue to live in this town and say nothing about the orgies?
"Where will we go?" he asked.
"To private schools. Your father and I have decided that both of you have been given much too much freedom in the past. We didn't realize to what extent you would take advantage of it. And poor Mrs. Wilson! Cooking your meals and never suspecting what you were doing behind her back!"
Teddy was grinding his teeth in exasperation!
"We think a religious school for you sister. A place where she can be taught to cook and sew and be patient and obedient ... "
Teddy had to hold himself back from laughing. He could see Bobbi in that kind of atmosphere! She'd turn the place into a cathouse in a week!
"And for you," his mother continued, "a military academy. Some place where they would make you accept responsibility or penalize you for not doing so. A place where they would cut your hair short and teach you something about straight-thinking and decent living. Where you would not be able to get your hands on that filthy stuff all of you were smoking!"
Teddy bent his head. He pretended to look at the floor in an expression of humility, but he was really having trouble keeping from laughing. Give him a month at a military academy, he thought, and he could arrange for every middle-aged broad in the next ten towns to have a number they could call for an all-out male stud service! His mouth almost watered at the financial possibilities. But, at the same time, he realized that his life in this town was becoming more fun than he ever dreamed was possible. He didn't want to leave this place under any circumstances-at least not at the present time.
The boy felt a sudden flash of courage.
"And what," he said, lifting his blond head and staring intently into his mother's eyes, "of the fact that I've been introduced to sex now? Do you expect me to just forget it? Come on, Mom, you must realize that once a child is exposed to something, it becomes a part of his life in one way or another."
Damn these new educational systems! Phyllis thought. He's getting harder and harder to argue around!
Her son's new-found sexuality had been more on her mind than she liked to admit herself. She had thought about little else except the sight of him fucking so many women in so many different positions. And with obvious skill, judging from the reactions he got from them. Miss Webster had multiple orgasms, Phyllis had figured out, but even Bobbi's little friends Wanda and Jeanine had gone almost insane when Teddy had plowed into their tight young holes.
Phyllis felt her loins grow warm thinking about these things. Then there was the sight of Coach Orlando's magnificent body and whang. And the cherry-buster on that Reef Waldrep! If only her children hadn't been involved in the orgies, she might have liked to participate herself. To spread her thighs just once for Coach Orlando's tongue or Reef Waldrep's eleven-inch beauty!
"Your new-found sexuality, or whatever you want to call it, will just have to be suppressed until you reach an age when it's considered more normal for boys to engage in certain activities. What happened in those films, I might add, would not be considered normal at any age!"
Teddy stood up and walked across the room to her.
"Come-on, Mom. Don't get me all confused now. I always thought it was normal to give in to your natural desires, as long as you don't hurt anybody in the process."
Teddy was smart. But Phyllis was in no mood to be talked around to his way of thinking. "Well then," she said, "I suppose you don't consider roping your sister as hurting her-!"
"Aww, Mom, every girl has to lose it sooner or later. I think Bobbi was ready, and so was I. We've always-understood things about each other. I guess all twins have that kind of communication. You couldn't really say I HURT Bobbi."
Phyllis was getting confused. It was true that if anybody had been hurt by the orgies, at least nobody was complaining. Except her and Mike.
"Didn't you notice how Bobbi reacted to me in those pictures, Mom? Didn't you see her go wild with me and the coach? And didn't you see how she got it on with Cal, and how much both of them enjoyed it? Cal's probably happier now than he's ever been since I've known him. He always wanted to take a shot at Bobbi, and he finally got his chance. And at the third party, they were acting like Romeo and Juliet."
Phyllis bit her lip so Teddy would not see her smile. What he said was certainly true. If ever there were two people who had given each other a great deal of pleasure it was Bobbi and Cal.
"But little Marcie being ruined by that man-"
"Ruined?" Teddy asked. "Last night, backstage, Marcie told me Reef Waldrep asked her to marry him when she graduates from high school. She said he told her he'd never be completely satisfied with another pussy after hers."
"Teddy! Such talk!'' Phyllis was surprised by the sudden candor of her son's conversation. They had always discussed things openly and frankly, but they had never gotten into sexual subjects before.
"And Marcie really looked happy too."
"But it's immoral!" Phyllis almost shouted. "Such old men and women with such young boys and girls!"
"Aww, Mom," Teddy said, reaching out and touching his mother's shoulder, "you saw how everybody grooved on everybody else! What's age got to do with it, if you really have fun together?"
He began to massage her shoulder softly. He'd often done this for her when she had headaches and asked him to. He liked the feel of her smooth shoulders and neck, and he liked the way the flesh felt when it got more and more relaxed.
He was standing over her now, and he had a clear view down the front of her housecoat. Her right breast was completely exposed to him, and he could see the nipple sticking out sharply. It looked hard to him, and recent experiences had trained him to watch out for these signs.
"Let me rub your neck, Mom," he said, very softly. "It always makes you feel good when you're nervous and upset."
She didn't say anything, but she allowed him to slide the housecoat away from her shoulders. He was standing behind her, and she didn't realize he could see her breasts perfectly. She had made no attempt to cover them.
Teddy brought his hands to the back of her neck. He massaged in little circles down to the base of the neck, then out to the sides, the hollows of the shoulders. Finally, he let his hands slide over and to the front. They massaged gently down to the valley of her beautiful tits.
Phyllis gasped, but she didn't try to take his hands away. Something Teddy had said about everybody grooving on everybody else was racing through her mind. Somehow, she couldn't shake the mental images his words had conjured up. She was remembering certain details of the films clearly. She was remembering the sounds of people coming, of crying out with no shame or guilt. Her crotch was extremely warm now. She squirmed. Teddy's hands were exploring her breasts.
"You have great tits, Mom," he whispered. "In some ways, Bobbi is just a little miniature of you."
He found the erect nipples and he began to squeeze them between his thumbs and forefingers. Phyllis began to breathe heavily now.
Suddenly, she was being leaned back. Her head touched a pillow. She was staring straight up at the ceiling of the bedroom when his mouth came down on her breasts. The same mouth that had once nursed them for life-giving milk.
"Ahhhhh-!" Phyllis sighed. From somewhere deep inside herself, the thought occurred that she'd been wanting this to happen ever since she'd seen her son on the screen. She knew what had raced through her mind while she'd watched him fuck a succession of girls and women. She closed her eyes.
His hands trailed down, opening the housecoat as they did. She wasn't wearing panties, and the first touch of her pubic hair almost startled him. He was more excited than he'd ever been in his life, and his senses were inflamed!
He moved his fingers down to the bottom of the vee and waited. With no further encouragement, her thighs came apart, giving him free access to her steaming vagina. Teddy stared down at the blondest pussy he'd ever seen. He knew that Bobbi's would look like this someday, when all the hair had grown in. His mouth watered for a taste and he bent his head down and pressed his mouth up to the puffy lips.
"Owww-!" Phyllis groaned. The surprise of his mouth had shaken her out of her state of suspense. She reached for his hair and shoved his face harder into her crotch.
Teddy grabbed his mother's legs and began to spread them wider. He was crouching in front of her now. She splayed them open as far as they would go, and let him take as much time as he wanted to look. He yanked off the tee short he was wearing and unbuckled the belt of his jeans. He bent his head again and shot his tongue in between the hairy lips. At the same time, he pulled down the jeans and slipped his bare feet out of them. He was completely naked.
His mother's hands yanked his hair, a little roughly when he began to probe deeply with his tongue, darting past the lips and up into the hole. He licked around there for a while and then moved out and up to her hard knob of a clit. He sucked the little piece of flesh between his lips, then swirled his tongue around the top while he bit the sides gently with his teeth.
Phyllis convulsed from the sensation he gave her. She almost pulled the hair out of his head. She felt him climb onto the bed alongside her. She opened her eyes and saw his nude body inches away from her, his crotch practically shoved into her face. His cock was stiff and almost touching her chin. Again, but this time in person, she was able to compare it to Mike's. The similarity between the two gave her a sudden desire to suck it. She opened her mouth and took the entire pole down to the root, stopping only when her nose was buried firmly in his balls.
Teddy almost shot when he felt his mother's mouth on his cock. When he saw how quickly she buried him in her throat, he began to ooze juice from the tip. It was going directly into her stomach. He couldn't hold back the juice, but he knew he'd have torrents more of the stuff when he really popped his nuts.
He went back to her pussy with new energy. He couldn't seem to get enough of the tastes and smells of her wonderful snatch. It was the best one he'd eaten so far. She was a lot like Bobbi. Her vagina got so hot it felt like it would melt. And when he went deeply inside with his tongue, he tasted juices flowing freely in her excited state.
Phyllis began to suck Teddy harder and harder. She'd gotten a taste of some of his juices, and they drove her nearly wild! He tasted so much like Mike the similarity was uncanny. She cupped his buttocks in her hands and squeezed the firm flesh. Yes, even they felt like his father's. Teddy and Mike had almost identical bodies, except that the boy's was smaller. In fact, the son and daughter had always borne a remarkable resemblance to the father and mother, although they were twins. The whole family had similar coloring and features.
His cock throbbed in her mouth dangerously now. She was afraid he'd shoot, and even though she'd have liked to taste all of his cream, his mouth was giving her a fierce desire to get fucked.
"Put it in me!" she groaned. Am I really saying this to my own son? she thought. What the hell, we both want it!
Teddy was up over his mother in a flash. His face was close to hers, and she could smell her pussy on his mouth and nose. He brought his lips down and began kissing her. She reached between his legs and grabbed his cock, then she began to guide it into her.
"Shove very hard the first time, Teddy. You might as well find out how I like it!"
Teddy shot all the way home with one quick flick of his butt.
Phyllis gasped, and grabbed him around the waist.
"Harder, dear!! Owwww, harder! Yes, that's right, I like to be fucked so hard I faint!"
"So does Bobbi!" he grunted.
"I know!" she panted back.
She pulled her knees all the way back to her shoulders and held them there ... The boy grabbed her tits and pinched the nipples hard. Then he held onto them for balance while he battered her hole like he'd never fucked before. His cock pistoned in and out of her with almost invisible speed.
"GAAAAAGH!" Phyllis cried. He was fucking the holy shit out of her, and she was loving it! It was true, what he said. He and Bobbi were right all along! She and Mike had almost become boring, conventional prudes!
"OH, YEAH!" Teddy cried. "GRAB MY COCK WITH THAT HOT PUSSY, YOU OVERSEXED BITCH! EAT MY COCK UP WITH THAT FUCK-HOLE OF YOURS, YOU HORNY CUNT!"
His words were setting her on fire. She felt the flames rising higher and higher, ready to incinerate her! She had never been fucked so brutally. But she still wanted him to do it harder and faster. She began begging for the impossible.
"BALL ME HARDER! AAGGHH, FUCK ME HARDER, I SAID! I WANT TO FEEL IT COME OUT OF MY MOUTH! AAAEEEOOOHHH!"
She began to convulse so wildly that he stopped fucking and held her thighs in his hands while she rode out her massive orgasm. The spastic contractions of her pussy walls were bringing him off without even moving. He began to groan loudly while he felt himself unloading what seemed like a quart of thick cum inside her. He coated her walls and what was left oozed out and soaked his balls and her asshole.
He smiled at her.
"I'd like to get down there and eat my own load right out of your snatch, Mom."
She smiled back.
"Some other time, baby. Right now, I think we should get dressed. We wouldn't want to get caught this way."
Teddy shrugged his shoulders.
"It wouldn't matter to me if we did or not."
A look of almost surprise spread across her face.
"No!" she said. "You're right! It wouldn't! Come on!"
She grabbed his hand and dragged him down the hallway behind her. She shoved open Bobbi's bedroom door.
Bobbi, propped up on the bed, was aghast at the sight of her mother and brother standing together bare-assed naked.
"Come, dear," Phyllis said to her daughter with great dignity, "We must find your father. All of us have to have a serious talk. Together!"
Bobbi hopped off the bed and followed her mother. She and Teddy caught each other's eyes and they exchanged a mutual wink.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Phyllis and Mike Fields came down the stairs together. The guests immediately stopped what they were doing and made appraisals of the two new members of their regular get-togethers.
There was general approval. Phyllis and Mike had walked into the living room completely nude, and found the guests in the same condition. It had been agreed that the films would not be mentioned to anyone else, so the twins' parents pretended to be seeing some of the visitors for the first time.
Betty Arness appraised Phyllis's body and decided that it was almost vulgarly good. She wished Phyllis hadn't insisted upon wearing the little pearl earrings, though, because they gave her a slightly overdressed appearance.
Mike's cock started to get hard the moment he saw Marcie. His brain had been on fire with the memory of seeing the child's cherry get busted. But Margaret Webster got to Mike first, and Marcie had to content herself with letting Reef Waldrep continue to eat her pussy. He sometimes did this for hours before he fucked her, and she was never sorry he did.
"I'm so glad to meet all of you," Phyllis said, stepping over the bodies of Bobbi and Cal, who'd begun a sixty-nine on the floor near the stairs. "Of course," she said, "Mike and I are both a little bit new at this sort of thing, so we-"
She didn't get a chance to finish what she'd started to say. Coach Orlando's hands were on her shoulders, pushing her to the floor.
"Wrap your sweet little blonde lips around this, honeypot. Give a lip lock on that love muscle!" the coach growled in his deep voice. He brought the head of his bloated cock to Phyllis's lips. Her eyes took one look at his thick, powerful body, and she began to suck his enormous knob into her mouth. Her lips almost split from the stretching they got, and she wondered how on earth she'd work him all the way into her throat. But she was determined to try.
Bobbi had stopped sucking Cal's cock when she heard her mother's voice. She watched until she was sure her mother would fit nicely into the group, and went back to her sixty-nine.
Betty Arness went to the sofa, where Margaret Webster had pushed Mike down. Margaret's mouth was gobbling the blond man's cock like a vacuum cleaner. He reached out and grabbed Betty's crotch, urging her to straddle her face. Betty had been eaten out by the best of them, but she immediately found Mike's technique fresh and exciting. She knew he was the one man in the room tonight who could drive her into the uncontrolled fits of passion that she'd become famous for.
Wanda and Jeanine worked on Reef Waldrep, while he kneeled alongside Margaret, eating Marcie out. Wanda was lying down in front of the social sciences teacher, sucking his eleven inches as far into her throat as that narrow channel could take, and Jeanine was perched behind him, wetting something in her mouth. She was licking all around a rubber dildo that Bobbi had produced for the occasion. After she was satisfied that she couldn't make it any wetter, she sank the instrument between the cheeks of the man's ass and began to work the head into his hole.
Reef Waldrep groaned from pain and surprise against Marcie's hot little cunt. The dildo felt like it was tearing his asshole apart. He didn't know how some of the women he'd fucked that way were able to take him, but for the first time he was getting a lesson in the way it felt. He decided to let the girl continue to rape his ass with the big monster. It might teach him things that would improve his butt-fucking techniques in the future.
Wanda had already gotten Mr. Waldrep's first quick load, but now she felt him begin to stiffen and throb again. She supposed that Jeanine's manipulations with the dildo in his rear end were stimulating him too much for him to hold back.
Wanda quickly jockeyed into position and lined the head of his cock up against her pussy lips. With a quick thrust she shoved half of his steel-hard dong inside herself. She was wrapping her legs around him, half lying back on the floor, forcing his cock up inside herself with mighty heaves of her pelvis.
Jeanine began to work the dildo faster. It was ail the way up his ass now. If she'd pushed anymore of it inside it would have gotten lost. The stimulation was too much for him. He practically sobbed into Marcie's cunt, and then he jetted a steady stream of thick cum into the other little girl's fiery hole.
Wanda felt his juice pump steadily into her. The sensation drove her wild, and she began to clutch his pole with her cunt muscles, masturbating herself on it, forcing her first orgasm of the evening. When it came, it was a big one and she howled loudly. Mike pulled his mouth off Betty Arness's cunt long enough to make sure the child was all right, and then he went back to eating the redheaded woman.
Margaret Webster had sucked Mike to a point where she could deep-throat him on every lunge. Her chin was making steady slaps against his ball sac on each downward thrust. He'd always thought that no woman could suck cock as good as Phyllis, but Margaret was making him bubble up faster than he could fight the urge down. He continued to lap Betty, and he reached down and grabbed Margaret's breasts. The big jugs were too much for him to hold onto. He wished he could have jumped into them and suffocated!
Coach Orlando had shoved Phyllis onto her back and he face-fucked directly down on her now, doing push-ups over her mouth. She had adjusted to the size of his cock and was managing to take most of him all the way into her throat. She felt like her rather slim neck would get broken, but she didn't care. All she could think about was having this lovely man at last! It had been three whole days since they'd confronted the twins with the films they'd seen, and after their resolution to let things continue as they were, all she'd thought about was her first chance to meet the coach.
Nick realized he couldn't take much more of her throat action. He'd be whitewashing her tonsils if he didn't pull out soon. He finally yanked his crotch away from her still-sucking mouth and pulled her legs up and pressed against her chest.
"You might as well scream and get it-over with!" he panted down at her, "because this is gonna hurt like hell!"
Phyllis didn't know what he was talking about. Then his hand made a fast movement in his crotch and she felt the head of his monster dick begin to force itself roughly into her asshole. She screamed in pain, but he only smiled and kept on shoving.
"I told ya, babe, I told ya," he said.
"TAKE IT OUT! YOU'RE KILLING ME!"
"I have a standard answer for that one, babe. Drop dead!"
He made a brutal lunge and buried his entire log in Phyllis's rectum. Fireworks shot off in her head and she grew faint.
Teddy, who'd been doing a lot of watching and very little participating, squatted down over his mother's face.
"Here, Mom," he said, "put this in your mouth. You're yelling so loud you'll have the neighbors over!"
Phyllis sucked her son's cock into her mouth. She was in horrible agony over the ass-stretching she was getting from the barbaric man, and she tried to concentrate on blowing her son, hoping to take her mind off the pain.
"Owww-that's cool, Mom, but try not to use the teeth, okay?"
Phyllis nodded and improved her technique. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she focused her mind on the taste and size of her son's prick in her mouth. In a while, the pain lessened. She knew that if she could hold off a little longer it might start to feel good. Mike had hurt her many times when he'd plowed her rump, but, of course, Mike's cock wasn't as big around as a baby's arm!
Nick Orlando pumped hard. There was sweat on his face, dripping from his chin. His muscular, hairy body was glistening now. A tight asshole always encouraged him to fuck to a fever pitch. By the time he gave a woman's butt the royal treatment, he was usually exhausted. But he'd never had complaints later. Not even from the ones that he'd left in bloody shreds.
Phyllis sucked harder on Teddy's cock. The sensation in her ass was feeling better now. It started to be exciting, the way she'd hoped it would. She actually began to squeeze with her rectal muscles, and she made her sphincter tight enough to lock him in.
"Babe, you got one hot, tight, sweet ass!" Nick growled down at her.
"Rape it, you horse-dicked moron!" she cried. "Fuck it! Rip it up!"
Teddy felt tremendous pride in his mother then.
He was so glad he was able to show off his parents this way. He reached down and began to massage her breasts, paying special attention to the hard little nipples. Then he reached down and began to pull and pinch her clit.
The sensation of the cock in her ass and the hand on her cunt had Phyllis writhing in near-ecstasy. She began to buck her ass up to meet Nick's thrusts, and Teddy treated her pussy rougher and rougher with his hand. He was abusing it now, tearing the lips open with his fingers and digging painfully into her hole. He became so excited by her impending orgasm that he started to shoot off in her throat.
"GAAAGH!" Teddy shouted. "TAKE IT! TAKE IT, MOM! SWALLOW EVERY FUCKIN' DROP OF IT! AWWW, SHIIITTTTTT!"
Watching the blond boy shoot off in his own mother's mouth was too much for the rugged coach to bear. He blasted his cream into Phyllis's rectum then, howling like an ape as he did.
Phyllis was near hysteria. The most crashing orgasm came down upon her then, and she was glad later she'd gotten it out of the way. She was able to have several more after that, and all of them assumed more comfortable proportions. This one was almost painful.
Cal started coming in Bobbi's mouth then, and the girl swallowed and licked up every drop. Then she shoved her favorite new boyfriend onto his back and climbed up over his crotch.
"I hope you didn't just do your whole thing!" she said.
"You know I can keep going all night!" Cal replied.
"Good, because I'm going to have to get fucked by every cock in this room tonight before I cool down!"
"Then there's no time like the present to get started," Cal said.
Bobbi sank down on his big dick immediately, taking it all the way inside her. She rested all her weight on her thighs, lifted her arms straight up over her head, and shouted.
"YAHOO!"
Then she began to bob up and down in this position, and the boy under her could have creamed a gallon.
Mike decided finally to give Margaret Webster a reward for the superb sucking she'd been treating him to. He nudged Betty Arness's pussy away from his face and pulled the brunette woman in front of him off her knees and up onto his lap.
"You see the way my daughter's fucking her boyfriend?" he asked. "Let's see if you can sit on mine the same way."
Margaret laughed. She straddled him, held her arms up, and began to fuck up and down on his shaft like she was going to pull it out by the roots.
"YAHOO!" she screamed, and most of the other people laughed.
Just then the doorbell rang.
Bobbi jumped off Cal's cock and answered it. It was Connie Reynolds. Connie had been invited to all the parties, but hadn't been able to come to one before now. She registered shock at Bobbi's appearance first, then at the state of nudity of every other person in the room.
"Haul off your dress quick!" Bobbi said. "You always feel better when you look just like everybody else!"
"Owwww, Bobbi, is that your father over there with that woman going up and down on his lap?"
"Yeah. You like him?"
"Owwww, he's groovy! Only-only-"
"Only what?"
"I've still got my cherry, Bobbi."
Bobbi smiled understandingly. "That can be taken care of."
Coach Orlando was down licking Phyllis's pussy now. She was still sobbing tears of pain and passion from the brutal ass-fucking he'd given her, and he decided to reward her with the best tongue job of her life.
Bobbi had gone back to Cal. She stabbed down on his cock again, and Teddy came up behind her and pressed his dick against her backside.
"See what the coach just did to Mom?" he asked.
"Oh, no!" Bobbi shouted. Then she felt Teddy's cock begin to sink all the way into her bowels.
It took both boys about two minutes to come. When they did, Bobbi had another massive orgasm that almost knocked the wind out of her. When she pulled off the two softening cocks, she noticed that Connie still hadn't joined in on any of the activity. The girl was tiptoeing around, watching with great interest, but not participating. Most of the party guests hadn't even noticed her. Reef Waldred, who was diving back and forth between Wanda's and Jeanine's cunts with his tongue, was mad as hell later that he hadn't been the first person to get to Connie.
Bobbi walked across the room. Her father had just finished coming into Margaret Webster's snatch while Betty Arness licked his balls. He felt his daughter pull his arm for attention.
"What is it, honey?" he asked.
"There's somebody I want to introduce you to. A friend of mine you've never met."
Bobbi cleared away the coffee table. She called Connie over and put the little blonde girl on her back on the bearskin rug. "Don't worry, Connie. You know you won't die!"
"I know," Connie replied. "I'll take it okay!"
Bobbi flicked the switch on the TV set, making sure the film was rolling. Phyllis noticed, and tiptoed over.
"What are we going to film now, dear?"
"Daddy's about to bust Connie's cherry. I want to make sure we have that one to look at when it's just a family night."
Phyllis smiled.
"Attention!" Bobbi shouted, and the room quieted down. "Connie here-she just arrived-and she's-well, you might say she needs to be-well-broken in!"
The room cheered! Reef Waldrep almost creamed his leg.
"Daddy," Bobbi said, taking her father by the arm and walking him straight over to the prostrate girl, "this is my friend Connie. Connie, this is my Dad."
Mike smiled at Phyllis. Phyllis smiled back. He sank down over the little girl and noticed an expression of terror creep across her face. It was wonderfully exciting, lining up the head of his cock at a virgin crack. And he and Phyllis had two people to thank-their little twins-their little angels!
