Oh, God, I wish they'd fuck more quietly! she thought.
On a Saturday morning, Linda Greer lay listening to the steady, rhythmic slapping of balls against ass, the slurping sound of cock against cunt, and the creaking of bedsprings protesting the shifting of bodies. The orchestration of sounds was rapidly turning her on, producing a quiver in her pussy and a tingle in her nipples.
As soon as I have enough money, I'm getting out of here, she thought. She'd get her own apartment, preferably a place with soundproof walls.
Hearing another moan from the bedroom next door where her brother and sister-in-law were fucking, Linda sighed with resignation. She slipped a hand down to her crotch, probed her middle finger into her pussy, and wondered when she'd have any peace.
Having recently arrived in town, Linda was temporarily living with her brother and his family. She was still single at twenty-seven, and Ron and Betsy Greer's active sex life sometimes made her terribly upset with a combination of jealousy and frustration.
Removing her finger from her pussy-hole, she opened her hand and slowly massaged her crotch.
My life certainly isn't a bowl of cherries, she thought. She'd been jilted by her long-term boyfriend, left hurt and humiliated when he eloped with another girl. She needed a new direction in life, a way to forget the past. What she needed, above all, was an active sex life. She'd been much too tame about sex, and now she was determined to change. From now on there would be no more denial, no more hypocrisy, no more sweaty nights rolling around in bed alone with nothing to keep her company except a sticky finger.
At the moment, she had more than a sticky finger. She had a sticky hand. Ron and Betsy were still going at it, and Linda's pussy was as unslaked as ever.
Damn them! she thought. Maybe the hotel would change things. She'd started a new job as a desk clerk at a hotel two days before. It was certainly an ideal place to meet men. What I need is a man's cock, she thought. Damn that Betsy! Doesn't she ever get enough?
Moaning softly, Linda settled down for some serious masturbation. She could feel her nipples standing out stiff and hard. A quiver of pleasure passed through her moist pussy. Her swollen cuntlips pressed against the confining nylon of her shortie pajama panties. Slipping off the panties, one hand mashing her cunt, she lay back and began rocking her ass with a fucking motion. A warm, sticky coating of her thick cunt juice covered the insides of her thighs. She glanced down at the dark, tangled bush of hair between her legs. Raising her juice-drenched hand up to her face, she sniffed her fingers and shivered with excitement at the smell of her cunt.
Maybe I'm sex-crazy, she thought. She'd been sexually active since the age of sixteen, but she knew there was a great deal she hadn't done. Most of her experience had involved straight, man-on-top fucking without much of anything else. The men she'd known were either too dumb or too inhibited to do any more, and she'd always been too shy to initiate anything. Well, she thought, that was my old life. Shy little Linda is a creature of the past!
Spreading her thighs wide, she placed one finger along the groove of her slit and moved it up and down, sliding it around, shifting her hips sideways on the cushion of her plump ass. Teasing the soft folds of her cunt, she smeared her juice over the outer lips. The first touch of a fingertip on her engorged clit caused her to gasp. Using her other hand, she shoved two fingers into her pulsing cunt-mouth, pistoned them in and out, stretched the hole, and then eased in a third finger with a sigh. Keeping her thumb on her clit, she pushed her little finger into the warm pucker of her tight little asshole.
Oh, Jesus, I love it! she thought.
Her thighs quaked. She suddenly started coming, her body doubling up in a spasm, cunt juice gushing out of her pussy to run down the crack of her ass.
But it wasn't enough. Exhausted and frustrated, she left the bed and walked into the adjoining bathroom which she shared with Ron and Betsy. She was about to climb into the shower, when her attention was drawn to the heaving and moaning on the other side of the connecting door to their bedroom. A shudder of excitement rippled through Linda's body when she realized the door was slightly ajar. Ron and Betsy were still at it, still fucking away like two minks.
With a soft moan, Linda sat down on the toilet and once more began caressing her luxuriant, dark-brown bush. She watched herself in the mirror, her eyes roving over her body. Her long, chestnut-brown hair cascaded down past her breasts, tickling her nipples with each movement of her shoulders.
Stiffening her middle finger, she began flipping it gently back and forth over her clit. The swollen red bean soon stood out stiff and trembling at the top of her slit. Cunt juice oozed out of her cunt-hole in thick gobs.
Rubbing a fingertip up the side of one cuntlip and down the other, she pushed two fingers into her hairy cunt-hole and began pistoning them in and out of the slippery channel. Her eyes tightly shut, her body heaving and thrusting convulsively, her cunt contracting on her fingers, she soon gasped through the spasms of an intense orgasm.
After resting a few moments, her shoulder against the sink, she sat up with a groan. Ron and Betsy were evidently still fucking. She could hear the mewling wail of Betsy's voice. The impulse to peek into the bedroom was irresistible. Positioning herself at the crack in the door, she peered into the room.
They were on the bed. Betsy was straddling Ron and leaning forward with her tits hanging over his face.
"Lick them," Betsy said.
Opening his mouth, Ron greedily sucked in a long nipple. After a while, Betsy giggled, pulled the tit out of his mouth, and offered him the other one.
"Do it right," she said. "I said lick, not suck."
Linda was amused. She always leads him around, she thought, even in bed. Ron was eight years older than Linda, and since he'd left home at eighteen to join the Navy, they'd never been close. He was a quiet, serious guy, the sort of man easily dominated by Betsy's strong personality.
Now Linda watched as Betsy moved back over Ron's body to position her blonde pussy on his long, thin cock. When she had his fuckmeat properly centered, she plunged down to impale herself.
"Oh, yes!" Betsy hissed. "That's nice!"
Rolling her ass, squirming her cunt on the long pole of his cock, the blonde looked down at her husband's face and chuckled.
"How's that, honey? Make you feel good?"
"Fuck me!" he groaned. "Move your ass!"
Cupping and squeezing her breasts with both hands, she began rocking on his cock, grinding down on his fleshy rod, mashing her crotch against his pubic bone. Her pussy milked him as she moved up and down, her cunt muscles grabbing and squeezing his shaft with each stroke. At times she teased him, pulling up almost all the way, and then plunging down again. When she reached back a hand to fondle his balls, he moaned and squirmed under her body.
Her eyes wide, her mouth hanging open, Linda watched her sister-in-law fucking her brother. Now straining his hips up under Betsy, Ron tried to get more of his cock into her body. The blonde's legs gripped him as she began riding toward her climax.
"Now!" she hissed. She pumped her cunt in a frenzy up and down on his cock. "Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me hard!" She began grunting, frantically bucking her ass up and down, ramming his cock into her steaming cunt-hole, her wet cuntlips slapping down on his crotch.
Her heart beating wildly, Linda watched the blonde's cunt stroking up and down on her brother's cock. Her pussy quivered in sympathy with her sister-in-law. She could almost feel Ron's fuck-meat reaming out her own hole!
A sudden groan and stiffening of his body announced that Ron was coming. Linda imagined the cum pouring out of his cock like a fountain splattering into Betsy's gyrating cunt. A moment later, Betsy cried out and collapsed on Ron's chest with his deflated cock still clutched by her sopping wet cunt-hole.
Shivering, her cunt palpitating with frustration, Linda finally moved away from the door and crept off in a daze to her own bed.
* * *
In the afternoon, Linda reported for work at the Carousel Hotel. Leonard Holt, the owner, looked more like an overage wrestler than a businessman. There was nothing much happening at the front desk, and Linda kept her eyes on Holt as he sat talking into a telephone across the lobby.
She wondered about him. He was a barrel-chested man. He had dark, curly hair springing up out of the top of his shirt and at his wrists. His arms looked powerful. His thick fingers were short and stubby. Linda squirmed on her stool when she found herself wondering about his cock. He might not be her type, but he certainly looked like a man with a strong cock. She decided his tough-looking body was appealing. She imagined his ass pumping back and forth in the act of fucking and squeezed her thighs together with a sudden shudder of lust.
I'm like a mare in heat, she thought, a randy mare waiting to be mounted!
Holt somehow seemed capable of reading her mind. After finishing his telephone conversation, he came around the desk to stand beside her.
"Come on, take a break," he said.
Linda smiled. "I'd love it," she said, "but I can't leave the desk alone."
A short, deep grunt came out of Holt's chest. He snapped his fingers and ordered another clerk to take over the desk.
"Let's go," he said. "The desk is covered."
Holding out his hand, he guided Linda to his office. Once inside, he busied himself at the private bar set up against one wall.
"Daiquiri okay?"
"Fine," Linda said.
The office was plush. A large bed covered with pillows occupied one wall. The expensive leather furniture looked about as comfortable as furniture could get. Happy now that she'd accepted the invitation to his office, Linda sat down on one of the soft easy chairs.
After handing over her drink, Holt looked down at her with slitted eyes.
"Call me Leonard," he said. "You afraid of me?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Should I be?"
His eyes raked over her breasts. She was suddenly aware of her tits, of the protrusion of her nipples under her jersey top.
Holt chuckled. "Are those things saluting me, or do they always stand at attention?"
Linda blushed, but only for a moment, and then she laughed. She decided she liked him. She liked his directness. She also liked the bulge developing at the front of his pants. There was nothing like the bulge of a hard-on to help a woman's ego.
Without any warning, Holt leaned forward, took her wrist, and helped her rise up. His beefy hand firmly gripping her arm, he led her directly to the bed. She was caught off guard, but she decided not to be silly about it. Whatever was happening was exactly what she wanted, and there was no way to deny it.
He gently forced her to stretch out on the bed.
"I like your looks," he said. "I liked your looks the first minute I saw you.
A moment later he had his hand on her thigh. A tremor went through her pussy as the hand moved over her body. Then she looked down and saw his fingers unbuttoning her top. She remained immobile, powerless to stop him, her heart racing.
When he had her tits exposed, he bent forward to run his wet tongue across her nipples. She closed her eyes and shuddered.
"I think you're going to be a hot little number," he said. "You've got a nice pair of jugs. Very nice. I like it when a woman has nice tits."
Lowering his head, he closed his lips over one tit, sucked it slowly in and out of his mouth, flicking the nipple with his tongue.
Her eyes closed, she moaned softly. Tiny beads of perspiration coated her upper lip. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. She moaned again when she felt him slipping her skirt down over her legs.
He gasped. She wore only a garter belt and nylons, without panties. His eyes feasted on the mound of her cunt, on the full-lipped hairy slit now slightly parted and oozing cunt juice.
"Jesus Christ!" he said. "You always go around like this?"
She opened her eyes and laughed. "It makes me feel sexy," she said. She glanced at the outline of his hard cock pressing against his fly. Extending her hand, she unzipped him, scooped out his cock and held it in her palm. His fuck- meat resembled his fingers, short and stubby. His thick cock was purplish in color, with heavy veins running down the shaft. It was a tough-looking cock, a cock designed for heavy work.
Holt finally climbed off the bed and removed the rest of his clothes. He was hairy all over. Like an ape, she thought, like a hairy ape ready for fucking. A shiver of excitement passed through her body. She suddenly felt an intense desire to take his fat cock in her mouth and suck him off. She wanted his thick meat between her lips. When he stretched out beside her, she rolled her tongue over her lips to let him know what she wanted.
"Oh, yeah!" he said. "Suck it, baby!"
He lay back against the pillows, his eyes glittering. She smiled at the drop of juice brimming at the slit of his cockhead. On her hands and knees, poised over his cock, she took the very tip of it between her lips. She rolled her tongue over the knob; Opening her mouth wide, she moved it over his cocktip, her tongue twirling around the bulbous head. His thickness filled her. She'd never had such a thick cock before, and it fascinated her.
Pulling her mouth away, saliva drooling from her lips, she licked and nibbled at the shaft. She gently bit the loose fold of skin near the rim of his cockhead, suctioning it into her mouth to nip it with her teeth.
He moaned. He grabbed her head with his strong hands and pulled her mouth all the way down over his cock, jamming it in until she could feel his swollen cockhead at the back of her throat.
"Hold my balls," he groaned.
His cock stuffing her mouth, she curled her hand under his hairy sac to probe his swollen, heavy balls. Sliding his cock out of her mouth, she began licking and kissing the hairy sac, drawing first one ball and then the other between her dripping lips, bathing them in a pool of warm saliva.
His cock throbbed against her face as she continued sucking and tonguing his ball-bag. Releasing the sac, she resumed licking his balls, until finally she let them fall out of her mouth and drop into place at his crotch.
Her eyes wild with excitement, her red lips as wet and juicy as her cunt, she closed her mouth over his cockhead again and began sucking hard, going all the way down, taking the shaft in her throat, her head bobbing up and down like a well-oiled machine. Holt's fat fuck-meat slid in and out of her suctioning mouth, the veins and skin and muscle glistening with her saliva.
Her hair flying wildly, she was oblivious to everything but the cock reaming out her mouth and throat.
Holt's body suddenly tensed. With a series of loud grunts, he began exploding hot jets of thick, creamy jism into her mouth. Gulping down his load, her lips clamped hard over his cock, milking it. Greedily swallowing his cum, she abruptly convulsed in her own orgasm.
Later, after they recuperated from the cocksucking, she took him in her mouth again until his cock was once more hard and throbbing. She stretched out on her back and he climbed over her. With an animal-like grunt, he draped her legs over his shoulders and drilled his cock into the boiling wet hole of her yawning cunt.
Chapter Two
Jerry Greer, Linda's teenage nephew, was a tall, muscular kid with an abundance of freckles. During the short time she'd been living in the house, Linda had the impression Jerry was somehow intimidated by her. He hardly ever met her eyes. Whenever she looked at him, she found him staring at her tits, her ass, or her legs, and sometimes even her pussy mound. The hungry look in his eyes amused her, but she often found herself excited by it. As the days passed, she gradually became accustomed to the idea that sooner or later something would develop between herself and her nephew.
Returning home from work one evening, Linda found herself alone for the first time with Jerry. Ron and Betsy were out of town for the weekend, and now the aunt and nephew had the house to themselves.
After undressing in her bedroom, a sudden impulse made Linda slip on a sheer pink shortie robe. She kept on her bikini panties, but her tits were bare and the dark shadows of her nipples were plainly visible. She pinched the bold tips through the thin material of the robe until they came out hard and long.
God help me, she thought, I'm turned on by my own nephew!
She walked into the kitchen and opened a cold can of Tab. Jerry was at the table eating a sandwich. When she turned to face him, his eyes locked on her tits with a boldness that sent a tremor through her pussy. She soon felt a familiar moisture between her legs.
Jerry was no less excited. Confronted with the obvious outline of his aunt's tits, he could feel his cock expanding inside his Levis. He'd always thought his mother was the sexiest woman in the world, but with Linda standing there almost half-naked, he was no longer so sure. Chewing his ham sandwich, he continued staring at her.
Linda blushed under his gaze. "How come you're not out with your girlfriend?" she said.
He shrugged. "I don't have anyone special."
"You like girls, I hope."
"Sure," he said.
"You don't have much to say, do you?"
"Nope."
She laughed. "Does that mean you're a man of action?"
Jerry blushed. When he stood up to put his plate in the sink, her eyes went to his crotch. The unmistakable bulge in his pant revealed an impressive hard-on. She shivered. She'd really forgotten what a teenage cock was like. She wondered if he was circumcised. This is crazy, she thought; he's my nephew!
Nephew or not, he was certainly adorable. He had a slender body, with a flat belly and lean young hips. The bulge in his pants seemed to have grown larger, and she suddenly wondered at the size of his cock. She made a quick decision.
"I'm going to relax in the living room," she said. "Why don't you come along?"
She deliberately let her robe swing open to expose her thighs. He stared down at her crotch, his eyes devouring the bulging shadow of cunthair revealed through the thin material of her panties. As she rose up and flounced out of the room, she could feel his eyes on her ass.
He followed her. She sat down on the sofa and opened her legs again just enough to tease him.
"Have you ever had a girl?"
It was a bold question, but she'd decided to take the bull by the horn. At the moment, the horn looked big and throbbing and ready for action.
"Sure," he said.
She imagined him in the act of fucking, trembling at the picture of his sweet young ass bucking in and out of a juicy cunt.
"Did you like it?"
His eyes gleamed and he smiled. "Yeah," he said, "I sure did."
She laughed. She beckoned to him with her hand, smiling at his confusion as he came to stand between her knees. She hesitated a moment. What the hell, she thought, it'll be part of his education. Extending her hands, she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, and pulled his jeans and shorts down to his knees.
She gasped. His cock rose up like a truncheon, much bigger than she'd expected, a huge slab of fuck-meat lewdly oscillating in front of her face. His swollen pink balls looked ready to burst with jism.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she said, but she kept her hands off. She didn't want him coming, not just yet. "Take off the rest of your clothes," she said.
Her eyes narrowed as she watched him undress. The massiveness of his cock was awesome. She wondered how much of it she could actually take inside her cunt. Maybe not more than half. Any more than half of that thing would surely kill her.
When he had his clothes off, she rose up, took his hand, and walked off with him to her bedroom. She made him stretch out on the bed. When she slipped off her robe and panties, his eyes widened and his cock twitched.
"Jesus!" he said.
She hefted her tits with her hands, pointing the thick nipples at his face.
"Do you like these?"
"Yeah," he said.
"I love having them sucked," she said. "Would you like to do that?"
The glow in his eyes was delicious. Leaning over him, her tits hanging over his face like two ripe melons, she offered him a thick brown nipple.
He started sucking, first one tit and then the other, making her shiver with the noise of his slurping.
"Move your tongue around," she said. "Use your lips like a suction cup. That's right. Oh, yes, that's nice!"
She crooned with delight as he licked and slurped and sucked. Moving a hand down to her pussy, she began massaging her crotch, humping her ass up and down as he continued nibbling. Her nipples tingled, and her tits felt swollen and sensitive. Shuddering, she pushed her tits against his face and moaned.
Finally, pulling her tits away, she positioned herself between his legs. She gazed down at his huge, throbbing cock and fluttered her fingertips up and down the rigid shaft.
"I'm going to eat you up," she said. "Have any of your girlfriends ever sucked your cock?"
He nodded. "Some of them won't do anything else. They say it's too big."
Linda chuckled. "I can understand that. But you know some girls would rather suck than fuck. It takes a while to turn a girl into a woman. I bet they lick and suck this thing for hours. You've been hiding this monster from me, haven't you? You're too bashful. I've seen you looking at me, you know. You look at my tits all the time, don't you?"
"Yeah."
She slid a finger across the drooling slit of his cock, wetting the great knob, lightly massaging the tight, purplish skin. Cradling his huge balls in her hand, she rolled them over her palm. When she suddenly bent down to close her mouth over his fat cockhead, his body heaved up and he groaned. She held the pulsing knob captive in her mouth, slid it out, and then slowly licked the tight skin. Scooping up his juice, she savored it on her tongue and swallowed it.
She began pumping and sucking on the bloated knob, her head moving up and down on his cock. She had to stretch her jaws as wide as possible to get half of him inside her face. Saliva poured out of her mouth, soaking his cockshaft, dripping down to his pubic hair. She stopped when she sensed he was about to come. Pulling her mouth off the spit-coated juicy mushroom of his cock, she sat back.
"Don't stop!" he groaned.
"I don't want you to come yet," she said.
"I can get hard again. I can get hard two, even three times."
She leered down at him, her fingers tickling his bloated balls. "Soon," she said. "We've got all night, honey."
Her cunt was quivering. Grabbing his hand, she moved it to her crotch, and pushed his fingers into her juice-drenched cunt.
"Have you ever tasted a woman?"
"Sure," he said.
"Did you like it?"
He shrugged. "Sometimes it's okay."
She chuckled at his hesitation. "You can do it to me later," she said. "I bet you're really good at it. It takes a real man to know how to suck the juice out of a woman's hole."
Lowering her head again, she lapped her tongue up and down his cockshaft, probing the soft skin with each stroke, nipping the knot of flesh on the underside of his cockhead with her teeth.
His cock was soon convulsing again as if it had a life of its own. His cockhead was so tight and hard that she wondered if it might burst. Opening her lips, she closed them over the huge dicktip and pressed down, stroking and lapping his flesh with her tongue. Once again, she stopped sucking him before he had a chance to climax. She wanted his cock exploding in her mouth, his jism pouring down her throat ... but not yet.
She moved her lips down under his cock and scooped his balls into her mouth one after the other. His cock resting on her nose and cheek, she drooled saliva over his hairy nuts. Now once again she closed her mouth over his cockhead and stuffed herself with his meat.
She moved her mouth over his cock like a large, gaping cunt, opening her throat, sliding the shaft in until his cockhead pressed against her tonsils.
Ready now to accept his load, she began working her mouth on his cock more vigorously. One hand holding his swollen balls, the other hand barely closed around the thick shaft, she fucked and pumped his cock with her mouth and hand to bring up his jism.
He suddenly groaned and began coming, his hot juice shooting into her open throat, spurts of sticky, thick cream splattering out of the corners of her mouth. She sucked and slurped on his twitching cock, her fingers squeezing his balls to get the last of his juice.
When he was finally soft, she let his cock drop wetly out of her mouth. Using the fingers of both hands, she scooped up the jism on her mouth and chin and rubbed it over her face. She chuckled when she saw the amazed look in his eyes.
"It's supposed to be good for the skin," she said. "I don't know how true it is, but it can't hurt. You've never been with an older woman before, have you?"
"You're not that old."
"I'm old enough," she said. "Maybe not old enough to be your mother, but old enough to like the stuff that comes out of a man's balls. Do you think that's freaky?"
"I don't know."
"It's not freaky at all; it's natural. It's also natural for you to return the favor. I'd like you to suck my pussy now."
She ignored the look of hesitation on his face. Stretching out on her back, she splayed open her thighs. When he rose to a crouch and stared down at her cunt, she pulled her knees back to expose herself more completely.
Jerry stared down as if mesmerized, his nostrils twitching at the warm smell of her cunt wafting up to his nose, his eyes gleaming at the sight of the pink lips gaping open to show the wet interior. She opened her legs wider in invitation.
"Put your head down," she said. "It won't bite."
He finally lowered his face and pressed his mouth to her oozing cunt. She moaned softly as he began lapping. His tongue was rough and thick. He licked around the outer lips, and then from the bottom of her slit up to the top, grazing her clit and moving away from it again. As his head bobbed up and down, she suddenly felt his tongue enter her cunt-hole. She moaned at the exquisite sensation of his stiff tongue probing her like a tiny cock.
"Oh, yes!" she hissed. "Fuck me with your tongue!"
He found the large red button of her clit and he began a slow, steady flicking of the quivering knot of sensitive flesh. Grabbing his head in a vise-like grip, she guided his mouth over the juice-drenched meat of her cunt. She was creaming so heavily now the juice gushed out of her and ran down her ass. At intervals he stopped licking and noisily swallowed a mouthful of cunt juice.
"Put a finger into me," she said.
With his tongue on her clit, he pushed two fingers into her steaming fuck-hole and began finger-fucking her with a steady rhythm. He used his other hand to clutch and knead the cheeks of her ass.
Her body was soon consumed by the explosion of an orgasm. She heaved and bucked, but he held her down and continued his finger-fucking and sucking. She had two delicious orgasms, groaning and thrashing on the bed, and then she finally pushed him away and rolled over to protect her ravaged cunt.
Minutes passed. When she opened her eyes again, she found him sitting up beside her on the bed. She smiled when she saw that his cock was bone-hard again. Spreading her thighs, she probed her swollen cuntlips with her fingers.
"It's time to get that cock of yours inside here," she said.
She pushed him over on his back and positioned herself above him, straddling his hips. Using the fingers of both hands, she opened her cuntlips and showed him the red interior of her gash.
"You like pussy, don't you, honey?"
"Yeah," he said.
"Ever see your mother's?"
He blushed and looked uncomfortable. "A couple of times."
She smiled. "You peek from the bathroom, don't you? There's nothing wrong with that, you know. Every boy peeks at his mother. Boys peek at mothers and girls peek at fathers. The first time I saw my father's cock, it scared me out of my wits."
Hunching up, her hands holding her cunt wide open, she moved over his huge cock and plugged it into the socket of her cunt-hole.
"Oh, Jesus, you're big!" she said.
She slowly impaled herself on his hard, massive fuck-meat. She felt her cunt-mouth stretching as it slid down over the huge, thick shaft. She gasped when she realized she was taking all of him. She could feel his rigid cock all the way up into her belly. She groaned as her meaty cuntlips finally settled down at the base of the shaft.
"Oh, God, what a cock!" she crooned.
She began moving up and down, carefully squirming on the fleshy pole reaming out her cunt.
"Hold my ass!" she hissed. "Squeeze it!"
Bending over him, her tits hanging on his chest, she fucked him slowly. Shifting forward a bit, she was able to guide a tit into his mouth. He hungrily closed his teeth over the long nipple and began sucking.
Confident now that she could take his cock to the hilt, she pulled her tit out of his mouth and her cunt off his cock. Rolling over onto her back, she opened her legs and offered herself.
"Fuck me!" she said. "Get that thing inside me!"
He quickly mounted her, positioning his cock, sliding his meat into her gaping cunt.
She came after no more than a few strokes, her cunt contracting in wild spasms.
"Oh, Christ!" she moaned. "Oh, sweet Jesus Christ!?"
One hand clutching her ass, Jerry put the other hand over her wet, hairy mound and held her down. He massaged and teased her clit, his fingers tugging at the engorged bud. His cock continued moving like a piston in and out of her sopping wet cunt-hole, his balls slapping against her ass with a wet sound at the end of each stroke.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me hard! Give it to me!"
He began thrusting hard and deep, his cock plunging in and out of her suctioning cunt, his teeth pulled back on his lips in a grimace of pleasure.
Grinding her clit up against his crotch hair, she met each thrust with one of her own.
He suddenly stiffened and groaned, his jism shooting out in a hot gush deep into the recesses of her clutching cunt. As she pictured the cream flowing into her, rich and thick, flooding her belly, she wailed loudly. The hungry hole of her cunt continued sucking on his fuck-meat until his balls were drained.
Later, she cradled him in her arms while he sucked sweetly on a swollen tit. She giggled when she found herself wondering how long it would be before his balls were full again.
Chapter Three
Her skirt hiked up around her thighs, her foot swinging back and forth like a metronome, Linda perched on a stool at the bar of the Carousel Hotel.
Chuck Newton, the bartender, watched her nibbling at a cocktail hot dog. She looks like she's sucking on a little cock, he thought, and she knows it, too. She was obviously a luscious piece of ass, and it wasn't the first time he'd wondered about her. He knew she saw a good deal of Leonard Holt in his office. Chuck didn't care about that, as long as he had his turn. At the moment he was jealous of the stool she was sitting on. He'd like to have his face parked there under her ass, licking up and down her crotch from clit to asshole. As he tried to imagine the shape and texture and elasticity of her sweet little asshole, his cock rose up in his pants like an iron bar.
Linda continued nibbling on the small hot dog. After sucking it between her lips one more time, she shoved the whole thing into her mouth and ate it.
"Jesus!" Chuck hissed.
She looked at him with puzzled eyes. "What?"
"You're sure giving that piece of meat a workout!" he said.
Linda smiled and pretended innocence. She knew what he was talking about. The resemblance of the tiny hot dog to a small cock had already occurred to her.
"You must drive your boyfriend crazy," he said.
This time any pretense of innocence was ridiculous. She looked at him and teasingly pursed her lips.
"I don't have a boyfriend," she said.
He was the only man at the hotel who hadn't yet made a pass at her. She was intrigued. Her eyes on his, she straightened her shoulders and pushed out her chest. His glance moved down to her tits and a broad grin spread over his face.
"Nice," he said. "But you're teasing."
"Am I?"
"Maybe they're not real."
She laughed. "Which means you'd like to find out."
He shrugged and grinned again. "Here's a key to room 420," he said. "I get off in half an hour."
She took the key. He certainly looked more interesting than Leonard Holt. In any case, Holt was out of town at a convention, and a romp with Chuck Newton might be just the thing to get her spirits up again.
I'm becoming a wanton hussy, she thought. She giggled inwardly and left the bar with her high heels clicking on the wooden floor.
Once inside the room, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror attached to the bathroom door. She fluffed her hair and put fresh paint on her lips. Then she peeled off her dress. The sight of her bare pussy framed by her garter belt and nylons brought a smile to her lips. Running her fingers through the damp bush of her cunt hair, she wondered what Chuck would be like as a lover.
Reentering the bedroom, she was about to finish undressing, when the door opened and Chuck walked in.
"Oh, wow!" he said.
She blushed. She tried to cover her pussy with her hands, but then realized how silly it was. "I thought you said a half hour!"
"I got anxious," he said. "Anyway, the damn bar was empty, so I closed it up. Now I'm glad."
He feasted his eyes on her body. When she once more made a move to cover herself, he shook his head.
"You cover that up and I'll scream," he said.
She finally walked into his arms. In the midst of the kiss, his hands moved down to clutch her bare ass, and then to unhook her bra. Chuck helped her slip out of the bra and then he tossed it away. Curling his hands under her tits, he raised them up and licked her nipples until she moaned. Reaching down to the front of his pants, she unzipped his fly and brought out his long, dangling cock. A grunt came out of his throat when she playfully squeezed his fat cockhead.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, pulling him forward to stand between her knees, she began to lick his cock. She closed her mouth over the swollen knob and moved her lips down the shaft until she had the tip of cock pressing at the back of her throat. She held him there like that, totally engulfing him with her mouth, and then she pulled her lips off his rod with a wet, slurping noise and fell back on the bed with her knees up and her thighs wide apart.
He gazed down at her exposed crotch with lust in his eyes. Moaning softly, she opened her cunt with her fingers and showed him the quivering red bean of her swollen clit.
"You've got a juicy cunt," he said and then he added, "You're not shy about it, are you?"
Moving onto the bed, he lay down with his head over her crotch and his weight supported by his elbows. He pulled her large outer cuntlips open with his thumbs. He gazed at the wet meaty folds of flesh and at the thick gobs of cunt juice clinging to the dark hair. Erect and hard, her large clit protruded at the top of the slit like a small cock.
Extending his tongue, he licked at the cunt juice flowing out of her slit. Then he moved up and closed his lips over her clit, burying his face in the meat of her cunt.
She moaned and heaved up off the bed. When he held her down firmly, she put her hands on his head and pressed his face harder against her cunt.
"Fuck me with your tongue!" she hissed.
Stiffening his tongue, pushing it into the hot channel of her cunt, he vigorously pistoned it in and out. Moments later she came, crying out with a loud groan, gripping his head and mashing his mouth into her crotch.
When they finally separated, he raised his head and they connected in an open-mouthed kiss, their tongues darting back and forth, saliva running down their chins. Slipping a hand down between their bodies, she took hold of his balls.
"Lie back," she said. "It's my turn."
Closing her fist around the shaft of his long cock, she pushed him over onto his back. Straddling his body, she eased herself forward until her cuntlips barely touched the swollen bulb of his cockhead. Positioning the knob at the rim of her cunt-hole, she slowly impaled herself on his throbbing shaft. When she had him completely engulfed, she leaned forward to guide a tit into his hungry mouth.
Her cunt muscles gripping the shaft of his cock, pulling at the soft skin, she slowly moved her ass up and down on his fleshy pole. Reaching back, she found his bloated balls and clutched them with her fingers.
He suddenly began bucking his hips, his strong hands grasping her waist, his cock pile driving up into the juicy hole.
"Shoot it!" she hissed. "Fuck me!"
She felt the twitching of his cock as his body abruptly stiffened. As the first spurts of jism splattered into her steaming cunt, she fell forward against his chest, moaning and urging him on.
He continued fucking until his cock softened and slipped out of the grip of her cunt. When she finally rolled off of him, he put his mouth on one of her tits and his hand on her crotch. She lay there with her legs splayed open, moaning softly as he sucked her breast and massaged her cunt.
After a while he pulled his mouth off her tit and climbed onto her. He moved up along her body until he had his soft, wet cock hanging over her mouth.
"Suck it," he said. "It'll get hard again."
Opening her mouth, she accepted his juice-coated prick. She sucked and nibbled until he began stiffening again. She found herself relishing the taste of their combined fluids. She loved the sensation of his cock slowly fattening in the grip of her mouth. When she finally had him long and hard again, he draped her legs over his shoulders, pushed her knees back to her tits, and drilled into her cunt with a single smooth stroke that brought a loud groan gurgling out of her throat.
* * *
The next day they drove out to one of the lakes a few miles from town. With Chuck behind the wheel, Linda kept a hand busy in his lap.
"If we hit a tree, it'll be your fault," he said.
She giggled, "Then keep your eyes on the road!" Her hand continued sliding back and forth along the outline of his pulsating cock still imprisoned in his pants.
"Jesus, that feels good!" he groaned. "You're really something else."
She laughed and pinched his cockhead. The throbbing of his cock in her hand was delicious. She could feel the juice oozing out of her cunt and dampening the seat of the car. The crotch of her panties was thoroughly soaked.
"Listen," he said. "When a truck goes by, you'll have to stop. They can see down here from the cab."
"Oh, don't be a baby!" she teased. "People do this all the time."
"The hell they do!"
He moaned helplessly when she unzipped his fly and scooped Out his cock and balls. Leaning down, she licked his cockhead, running her lips up and down his shaft, and burying her tongue in his musty-smelling, hairy balls. Gripping the shaft tightly with her lips, she abruptly engulfed all of it in her mouth.
"Oh, Jesus!" he said. "Take it easy! If I blast off, we'll total the car."
Slipping her mouth off his cock, she began lapping again at his bloated balls. She slurped an egg into her mouth and rolled it around on her tongue. After working on the other egg, she pressed her nose into his belly and tickled her face with his body hair. Returning to his cockhead, she licked the thick gob of juice oozing out of the slit, and then she finally sat up again.
"You're a great little cocksucker!" Chuck grinned. He reached a hand under her dress to fondle the mound of her cunt, and then he whistled when he discovered how wet she was.
"You need a diaper change," he teased. "I think you've wet your pants. Sucking cock does that to you, huh?"
Linda chuckled. "Is that bad?"
"It's not bad. It's good! You can suck mine any time you want."
"I'll remember that," she said. "Right now let's get out of this damn car. The seat's too sticky!"
They soon pulled off the road into a clump of trees near a sparkling blue lake. Linda had hoped that on a weekday they'd have the place to themselves, but no sooner did they have the blanket down on the grass, than they heard the sound of a woman moaning on the other side of a small rise.
Chuck grinned. "Sounds like someone's having Some fun."
Linda motioned him to quiet down. Taking his hand, she pulled him along to the top of the rise. They crouched down as carefully as Possible and peered over to the other side.
Down the slope, no more than a few feet from their eyes, a naked couple lay tangled on a blanket. She was surprised to see that they were teenagers. The boy straddled the girl with his cock down her throat and his balls resting on her chin. The girl's hands were splayed out on the cheeks of the cheeks of the boy's ass, her fingers kneading his firm flesh to urge him on.
Her eyes wide with fascination and excitement, Linda watched as the boy pulled his cock out of the girl's sucking mouth. Boy and girl, as if acting out some prearranged choreography, silently repositioned their bodies, the girl kneeling down with her head and shoulders on the blanket and her ass in the air, the boy kneeling behind her with his hands clutching her hips and his cockhead nuzzling the crack of her ass.
Stunned by the vividness of the scene, Linda bit her lip as she watched the boy slowly ease a finger into the tight puckered ring of the girl's asshole. Pressing her ass back against the invading finger, the girl crooned with pleasure. Her thighs moved apart and her ass stretched out. The boy was now slithering behind her, lying along her back, his arms around her body to fondle her hanging tits. Then he pulled back onto his knees, removed his finger from her asshole, and gazed down at the juicy treat presented to his eyes. His cock was now nosing at her hole. Holding himself with one hand, pushing forward, his cockhead suddenly broke through the muscular ring.
Linda gasped as the entire length of the boy's cock slowly vanished into the grip of the girl's stretched asshole.
The boy began fucking with a steady rhythm, his cock reaming in and out of the girl's ass like a battering ram. The girl cried out, half sobbing and half moaning, and finally the boy stiffened, flexed his ass, and shot his load deep into the girl's narrow channel. They remained motionless a moment, the girl's ass squeezing out the last drops of the boy's jism, and then they collapsed in a heap on the blanket.
Hand in hand, Chuck and Linda quietly stole away from the scene. When they were at their own blanket again, without a word, Linda opened her blouse, pulled out one of her heavy tits, and offered the hard brown nipple to his mouth. He sucked at it with hungry lips, and then finally he pulled away and they began undressing.
"I've never seen anything like that before," Linda said. "I've never seen it done that way." She was still under the spell of what she'd witnessed and her voice was almost a whisper.
Pressing up against her, Chuck fondled a tit with one hand and used the other hand to probe her cunt. Linda put both hands on his cock, one hand holding his balls and the other hand slowly milking his shaft.
"How do you want it?" he said.
She gripped his balls more firmly, her fingers probing under the sac. "I don't know. Just fuck me!" she hissed impatiently.
She stretched out on the blanket, her thighs wide apart, her dripping cunt glistening in the light of the sun. Kneeling down, he positioned himself between her legs, rubbed his cockhead up and down the meaty gash, found the hole and then drove his full length into the hot grip of her slippery channel.
"Oh, God, yes!" Linda moaned. "Fuck me!"
She arched her back to meet his thrusts, her cunt clutching at his hot throbbing cock.
Pulling back slowly on the outstroke, he jammed his cock in again and looked down to watch the fleshy pole stretch her cunt-mouth. Steadily now, he began pistoning in and out of her body with slow, forceful strokes.
She bucked her ass up to meet his cock, digging her nails into his shoulders, groaning at each plunge of his shaft, her cunt mashing against his pubic bone at the end of each delicious thrust.
Suddenly, without any warning, Chuck pulled out and forced her over onto her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder and saw his red, swollen prick poised behind her ass. Her heart beating with fear and excitement, her body trembling with anticipation of what she knew was about to happen, she felt powerless to stop him.
He pushed a fingertip into the ring of her tiny brown asshole and gently stretched it. A moment later, she groaned as a second finger joined the first, the two fingers slowly reaming out the muscular grommet.
People have been doing this for thousands of years, she thought, and now I'm going to find out why.
She suddenly felt the hard, spongy head of his cock begin pushing at her asshole. The initial pain was excruciating, but in a moment it subsided and she realized she was at the threshold of the most exquisite sensation she'd ever experienced.
Her ass high in the air, his hands firmly holding her hips, she quaked at the stretching of her tiny shit-hole as he slowly eased the entire length of his cock into her body. He began gently stroking in and out of her asshole. Before long, she was moving her body back to meet each thrust of his reaming cock.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Fuck my ass!"
He rammed into her now, his cock sliding easily in the grip of the hot hole. In a frenzy, she moved a hand down to her cunt and began massaging her clit.
Suddenly, his body tensing, his head thrown back and a deep groan escaping his lips, he began spurting salvo after salvo of hot thick jism into the depths of her ass.
She came at once, shuddering and howling, falling flat on her belly. "Oh, God!" she groaned. Her asshole felt as if it had been reamed out with a baseball bat, but the ecstasy of it was almost unbelievable. Clamping her ass down on his cock to squeeze out the last of his cum, she vented a soft giggle.
Chapter Four
Ron and Betsy Greer lay in bed, head to toe, his mouth attached to her floppy, dark-red cuntlips. He'd never stopped marveling at his luck in getting Betsy to marry him. He was never tempted by other women. Linda's presence in the house sometimes gave him ideas about his sister, but he quickly drove such thoughts out of his mind. She was a piece, Linda was. Gorgeous tits and ass, and a luscious mouth. It was sometimes difficult to accept the fact that he was her brother.
Betsy now released his cock from her mouth.
"Tongue my clit," she said.
Ron chuckled to himself. Betsy enjoyed giving instructions and Ron didn't mind at all. He usually liked it. He admired her directness. Obediently now, he sucked on her clit.
"That's nice," she crooned. "Now poke your tongue inside."
His hands gripping her plump ass cheeks, he pulled her closer and shoved his tongue into the dripping cunt-hole.
"Lovely!" she said. "Keep moving it in and out. Fuck me with your tongue!"
Rolling over him, she straddled his face and pushed her hairy cunt firmly against his mouth.
"Put your hands on my tits!" she directed.
His face now covered with her cunt-meat, Ron extended his hands and filled them with her hanging tits. He lurched when Betsy suddenly reached under his balls to probe a finger into his asshole.
"Oh, Jesus," he groaned.
"Keep sucking!" she said.
His tongue squirming, his lips slurping, he continued working his mouth on her dripping cunt. He loved having her cunt over his face like this, all the red meat spread out in front of his eyes, her cunt juice oozing out like molasses. He loved her body, fat ass and all and he adored her blonde cunt.
Her finger still reaming his asshole, Betsy lowered her face and closed her lips firmly over his cockhead. Her tongue caressed the flap of sensitive tissue on the underside of the shaft. Sucking hard, she felt his body grow rigid. She dropped his cock from her mouth and pinched the tip to stop his orgasm.
"Not yet," she teased. "Simmer down, honey."
Ron groaned. She squeezed his cockhead, using her thumb to spread his oozing juice over the knob. She milked him with her fingers, gently pumping the soft skin to keep him hard. Now once again she lowered her face and suctioned the head of his cock into her mouth. This time she took him over the brink, pulling on his cock with her mouth, pumping him with her hand until he spewed thick jets of hot jism against the back of her throat. Slurping and gulping, she noisily swallowed his cream. Moments later, her body shuddering through her own orgasm, she groaned and squeezed a froth of cunt juice onto his face. Slurping at her cunt-meat, he continued sucking up her juice until she so pushed him away. Her mouth still closed over his softening cock, she suctioned the last drops of jism out of his balls.
"We ought to get going soon," Ron said. "We'll be late for the party."
Moaning softly, Betsy rolled over on her back. "I need fucking, honey."
"Jesus!" he said. "We're late. Anyway, I don't know if I can do it. My nuts are empty."
"We'll try," she said.
She lowered her face down to his cock again and took the flaccid, cunt-soaked pole into her mouth. She knew she'd get him up again ... she always did. The problem was that she was bored. They'd done everything, or everything she could get him to do. She'd had a few brief affairs that hadn't amounted to much. She really loved Ron. He was a good, decent guy and she knew she was lucky to have him. But he was so boring!
She felt his cock swelling and growing hard in her mouth. She loved sucking a man's cock. She wondered if Linda liked it. The thought of Linda made her suck harder. Linda was luscious! Betsy had never had any sexual experience with a woman, and she'd never wanted to, but Linda made her curious about it. She tried to imagine all the things they might do together and a quiver went through her pussy.
Slipping Ron's cock out of her mouth, she slowly jacked him off and looked up at his face.
"Linda seems to be keeping busy," she said. "I think she's screwing that guy who owns the hotel."
Ron frowned. "So what? She's old enough."
"I think you're jealous."
"You're crazy."
"I've seen you looking at her," Betsy said. "I think she turns you on."
"Don't be silly," he said. "She's my kid sister."
Betsy laughed. "Don't give me that sister crap. She turns you on. I can tell."
"Maybe a little."
"She's got gorgeous tits."
"Yeah," he said.
"And a juicy ass. You like her ass, don't you?"
"Yeah."
"Fuck me from behind," she said. "Make believe it's Linda."
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned. "You're crazy!"
She knew he never liked to fuck her from the rear. It had something to do with his ideas about her dignity. Well, it was her ass and her dignity. Turning over onto her belly, she climbed up on her hands and knees.
He crawled around behind her. The sight of her meaty ass staring up at him brought a knot to his throat. He could see everything - the drooping, hairy lips of her cunt and the wrinkled ring of her sweet little asshole. He loved the way her tits hung down near to the bedsheets. Crouching behind her, he squeezed her ass cheeks and reached a hand down to her tits to pinch a large pink nipple. He probed his other hand between her legs, burying his fingers in her wet gaping cunt.
Betsy groaned. She reached back to grasp his cock, squeezing and pinching his turgid meat, loving the feel of his throbbing hardness. Spreading her legs further apart, she positioned his cockhead at the rim of her cunthole.
"Give it to me!" she hissed.
With a smooth lurch of his hips, he drilled his cock into the yawning hole.
"Oh, Jesus, yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me!"
His arms around her belly, his balls resting on her ass, he began pumping in and out of her cunt.
"Touch my clit!" she moaned.
He moved a hand down to the swollen, protruding bean of her clit, and flicked it back and forth with his fingertip.
"Oh, Jesus, that's good!" she cried. "Don't stop!"
Reaching back, she took hold of his balls, clutching the eggs and pulling at the wrinkled skin of the sac.
"I'm going to come!" she cried. "Don't stop!"
She bucked beneath him, meeting each of his thrusts, her cunt muscles milking his cock. His balls slapping against her ass, he came at the first mewling wail that signaled her orgasm. He unloaded four great spurts of hot jism into her belly, and then rolled away onto the bed in a heap.
* * *
They dressed and drove the car to the party given by Ron's boss. Betsy had been looking forward to this party. She enjoyed dressing up and going out and being carefree, even if only for an evening.
Now she checked her face in the mirror attached to the sun visor. Not bad for an old bag of thirty-four, she thought. Her blonde hair looked sleek and healthy, and her makeup was skillfully applied. She looked good and she was happy. The fucking with Ron just a short time before had certainly helped her spirits. She adored fucking. She wished Ron would be more inventive in bed, but at least he was available when she wanted him. Maybe things would change with time. Maybe what Ron needed was an adventure with another woman. Like Linda, for instance. No matter what happened between them sexually, Linda was ultimately safe. Men don't divorce their wives to run off with their sisters.
In any case, she had the party to occupy her now. She always did some flirting at the Bronson parties, sometimes a little more than just flirting, but never anything too wild. Merv Bronson, Ron's boss, seemed to have developed an interest in her ass, always patting it, pinching it, and sometimes even getting his fingers in the crack. Through her dress, of course. Still, there was a lot that a man's hand could do through a dress. She wondered if Merv Bronson ever fucked his wife in the ass. Betsy had had her ass taken care of by every man in her life except her husband. When it came to ass-fucking, Ron wouldn't hear of it. She tried to imagine Doris Bronson kneeling on a bed with her asshole exposed, and the image made her giggle.
"What's so funny?" Ron said.
"Do you think Merv ever fucks Doris in the ass?"
Ron fumed. "What the hell kind of a question is that? How the fuck do I know what they do in bed? For all I know, he fucks her in the ear!"
Betsy giggled again and pinched his thigh. "Doris Bronson is a snob," she said.
"Not when you get to know her," Ron said. "She's okay."
To her surprise, Betsy felt a pang of jealousy. "Maybe she turns you on."
"Maybe," Ron teased. He looked at Betsy and smiled.
Betsy smiled back. "I wouldn't mind, you know."
"Mind what?" Ron said.
"I wouldn't mind if you fucked her. As long as it's not a permanent arrangement, I don't care."
"You're nuts!" Ron said. "Doris Bronson doesn't play around."
He was wrong, of course. Betsy knew better, but a moment later they were at the Bronson's house and it no longer mattered. Ron was free to do as he wished, and so was she. The idea of once again having Merv Bronson's hands on her ass made her heart race.
The inside of the Bronson house was crowded with company salesmen and their wives. Doris Bronson soon marched Ron off to the kitchen to help her get more ice out of the freezer, and Betsy found herself alone in a room choked with cigar smoke. It wasn't long before Merv Bronson was beside her with a leer on his face and his hand on her hip.
"How's the prettiest wife in the company?" he said. His hand left her hip and moved down to pat her ass.
Betsy moistened her lips and fluttered her eyes. "You don't really mean that," she said.
"Of course I mean it. The evidence is right here under my hand. Prettiest little ass I've seen in a long time."
Betsy chuckled. "It's not so little. Anyway, whatever I have, Doris has too. It's all standard equipment."
"Don't talk about my wife," Bronson said. "It gives me indigestion."
She laughed. "That bad?"
"That bad." His hand moved again. They were standing against the wall, and there was no way anyone in the crowd could see what was going on. He moved his hand over the cheeks of her ass, fondling the resilient globes, and finally settled his fingertips in the deep crack.
"Take it easy, Merv," she said. "I'm a married woman."
He leaned his head close to hers and whispered. "How about letting me give you a kiss on each cheek?"
A soft moan escaped her lips. The lewdness of what he wanted made her knees tremble.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course, I'm serious. Take a walk to the bathroom upstairs and unlock the door on the bedroom side. I'll be there in five minutes."
"Oh, God!" Betsy giggled. "This is the craziest thing I've ever heard!"
Crazy or not, she left him to visit the upstairs bathroom. The idea of Merv Bronson kissing her ass was unreal, and halfway up the stairs she wondered if he were playing some kind of trick on her. Not Merv, she thought. He really wants to do it. If he backs down now, I'll kill him!
There was no need to kill him. Five minutes later she was standing with her back to Merv, her dress pulled up to her waist while he slipped down her panties. He was sitting behind her on the toilet. She stepped out of her panties one ankle at a time.
"Jesus, what an ass!" he said.
He pushed her thighs apart, and the next moment she felt his tongue running along the lower part of her spine. His hands fondled and squeezed her ass cheeks. He planted a wet trail of kisses over each cheek, and then suddenly his tongue moved into the deep crack of her ass and approached her asshole.
She trembled. Her heart throbbed beneath her tits. Would he do it? A long time had passed since she'd had a man's tongue there. Certainly never her husband's. She waited impatiently, her hands holding the rim of the sink so that Merv wouldn't see she was trembling.
His wet tongue continued squirming in the groove of her ass until it was finally at the center of her asshole. Betsy shivered. His tongue moved on, but then it came back again, focusing directly on the tight, wrinkled pucker of her hole.
"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned.
Merv pulled his face away. He squeezed her ass cheeks and chuckled. "You like that, huh?"
"Mmmmmmm!" She murmured her approval. She leaned forward a bit to offer her ass more suggestively. She wanted his tongue back. She wanted him slurping in there, sucking at her brownie. Moving her hands back, she pulled open her ass cheeks.
"Oh, yeah!" Merv growled. "Open it up, baby!"
His tongue came back, wetter this time, more insistent and more confident. He licked up and down until the groove of her ass was flooded with his saliva. The tickling sensation drove her wild. The lewdness of what he was doing brought a deep grunt out of her chest. It was Ron's boss back there. It was Merv Bronson licking her asshole! She'd had it done once by a crazy hippie with a beard. He'd sucked her ass for nearly an hour and then shoved his cock in there and fucked her until she saw stars. She had no intention of letting Merv Bronson fuck her in the ass. She was worried now that maybe he was getting ideas.
"Lick my asshole!" she hissed. "Get your tongue in there!"
If Merv thought it strange to be taking orders from the wife of one of the men who worked for him, he gave no evidence of it. He went to work with gusto. He drilled his tongue into the hot grip of her asshole and screwed it around like a wet squirming eel. She gasped at the sweet sensation. God, it was good! She moved a hand down to her pussy and fingered her swollen cuntlips. Her clit was throbbing and quivering like a tiny bomb ready to explode.
She wondered what it would be like to have two mouths working on her. The other one could be Doris Bronson. Doris Bronson could suck her clit while Merv Bronson sucked her ass. Poor little Betsy would be a Bronson sandwich. Then she thought of Linda. She wouldn't mind having Linda's mouth on her cunt. The idea brought a lustful shudder to her spine. Linda was so damn pretty! Sometimes she hated her for it. She'd like to have Linda sucking at her pussy, and maybe even her asshole. The thought of Ron's sister tongue-fucking her ass made her moan.
"Oh, God!" she cried. "Oh, sweet Jesus, do my ass!"
She suddenly pulled away and turned around to face Merv. Raising up her leg, planting her foot on the edge of the bathtub, she pried open her cunt with her fingers. Her pink clit stuck out like a hard little cock.
"Suck it!" she hissed. "Suck my cunt!"
He ran his tongue over his thick lips and grinned. Leaning forward, a deep grunt coming out of his chest, he clamped his mouth over her turgid clit and began sucking.
"Oh, God, yes!" she moaned. "Suck me!"
Moments later she came on his mouth with a great gush of cunt juice and piss. Her knees trembling, her body shuddering, she stared down and watched him slurping at her hole.
Chapter Five
The first time Linda saw Betsy masturbating, she found it hard to believe her eyes. it wasn't the masturbation that was strange. Linda was convinced that everyone masturbates, including those who say they don't. It was the way she did it. Even if Ron and Jerry were gone for the day, there was still a question of privacy. Betsy was stretched out on her bed with her hand furiously massaging her cunt and the door to the bathroom half open. It was almost as if she wanted Linda to watch her. After the first moment of surprise, Linda decided to do just that. She stood back in the shadows of the bathroom and kept her eyes fixed on her sister-in-law.
She found it deliciously exciting. Before this, if anyone had asked her if watching another woman playing with herself would turn her on, she would certainly have denied it. Maybe the difference was that Betsy was her sister-in-law. Or maybe it was because Betsy was such an obviously sexual woman. In any case, no matter what the reason, Linda found herself with both burners turned on. Her tits and pussy were soon swollen and tingling.
Betsy was on the bed completely naked, one hand stroking her large pink nipples, and the other hand fingering her cuntlips. She alternated delicate fingering of the drooping lips with vigorous massage. On occasion she pushed one finger into t he grip of her glistening cunt-hole and used her free hand to pull out a long pink cuntlip. Then she ran her fingers up and down the slash of her cunt, pausing in the area of her clit. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was contorted with lust. Linda shivered at the lewdness of the scene. She was fascinated. She could feel the juice oozing out of her pussy. No longer caring about being discovered, she stared boldly at the blonde on the bed.
Betsy held her slit wide open. Vibrating one finger on her clit, she rotated the pink bud in his socket. With a loud moan, she shoved two fingers deep in her cunt-hole and began fucking herself.
Linda could see the cunt juice oozing out of Betsy's hole. Glistening with her slime, the blonde's fingers plunged in and out with a squishy noise. A moment later Betsy gasped, arched her back in a spasm, and slammed down on the bed again with her hands frantically pulling at her yawning cunt.
Linda moved back and quietly pulled the door closed. Her crotch was soaked. Her cuntlips were swollen and her clit was out like a hard little nut of passion.
Damn it, she thought, Betsy turns me on and then goes to sleep!
She ran a bubble bath, climbed into the tub, and tried to relax. The tension, however, was still there. She could even feel her heart racing. She ran her hands over her tits, massaging the heavy globes and fingering her nipples.
It's crazy, she thought, two women living in the same house, one has just finished jerking off and the other is about to start. At least she'd be taking care of herself in private. She wondered why Betsy hadn't made sure the door was closed. She wondered if Betsy had planned it to happen that way.
There was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, and then Betsy's voice on the other side.
"It's me," she said. "I've got to pee. Can I come in?"
Hunching down under the blanket of soap bubbles, Linda told her to come in. Betsy entered with a flushed face and a cozy smile.
"Sorry," she said. "I hope you don't mind."
She sat down on the toilet. Her eyes raked over Linda's half-revealed body.
"I always thought you had nice tits," she chuckled. "Now I'm sure of it."
Linda blushed. She thought of pushing over the foam to cover her breasts, but then she decided that with Betsy sitting there with her cunt completely exposed, the gesture would be ridiculous. They were both women, weren't they? They both had pussies and tits. Betsy seemed totally oblivious to her own nakedness. She had nice tits, much nicer than Linda had ever suspected. They were pear-shaped and the nipples were large and pink.
Linda found herself wondering what it would be like to have one of the nipples in her mouth. Would it make her a Lesbian? She didn't think so. She liked cock too much. She liked a good, strong fucking by a man who knew what he was doing. She liked the feel of a man's body. No matter, it would still be nice to have the feel of Betsy's nipple in her mouth. It didn't seem possible that sucking on a nipple could harm anyone. If babies could do it, why not adults?
Betsy was now making a big display out of wiping her wet cunt. She had one leg on the toilet seat, her pussy wide open. Linda had the impression Betsy was showing off her crotch. Linda felt no particular interest in cunts, but seeing one this close was intriguing. She could see everything. It was a blonde cunt, and she knew blondes were different than brunettes. Betsy's cuntlips were pinker than her own. Betsy also had a much smaller clit. At least it looked smaller. Linda wondered what Betsy's clit looked like when she was turned on.
"You're staring at my pussy," Betsy said.
Linda blushed. She expected Betsy to close her legs. Instead, Betsy moved a hand down to her blonde cunt and spread open her cuntlips.
"I don't mind if you look," Betsy said.
"I've never really looked at another woman," Linda said. "At least not this close." Then she added, "They're all different, aren't they?"
Betsy chuckled. "Pussies? I don't know, I suppose they are. In any case, they change as you get older. Mine got bigger since I had Jerry. Maybe it also gets bigger from fucking."
They looked at each other and giggled like two teenagers. Linda thought it was nice that Betsy, who was thirty-four, could be so youthful. As far as Linda was concerned, thirty-four was really over the hill, but with Betsy, somehow you never noticed it. Betsy always seemed younger than she looked. Linda also realized something else ... Betsy's pussy was gorgeous.
Betsy suddenly left the toilet and came over to kneel beside the tub on her hands and knees. She leaned over Linda. Linda thought she knew what was about to happen, but she wasn't certain. Whatever it was, she'd accept it. She had no idea why. Maybe it was the memory of the two times she'd seen Betsy in action in the bedroom. A quiver came to her pussy when she thought about it.
Betsy reached out a hand and ran her fingers over the slippery surface of one of Linda's heavy tits. Linda remained motionless. she looked down at the hand as if she'd never seen such a thing before. She really hadn't, not a woman's hand. She'd watched men's hands on her tits, but not the soft, feminine hand of woman. Betsy's fingers found the large brown nipple. When Betsy pulled the nipple, Linda closed her eyes and moaned.
"You're really delicious," Betsy said. "Your tits are so firm!"
Linda was embarrassed to feel her nipple hardening. There was no way she could stop it. Her nipple was like an independent little animal attached to her body.
"I love your nipples!" Betsy said.
Linda moaned again. She'd never thought her nipples were pretty. They were too long and too dark. She'd always thought pink nipples were much prettier.
Betsy took a firm hold of Linda's tit and raised it up out of the water. The nipple was now erect and hard. Betsy looked down at it with a gleam in her eye, and then she leaned over and captured it between her lips. Linda shivered. She wondered if Betsy could taste any of the soap. She thought it was ironic that just minutes before she had been thinking of sucking Betsy's tit, and now here was Betsy sucking hers. It felt good. The sensation was somehow different than with a man. Betsy was a woman and she knew what women liked.
Betty sucked the long nipple and scraped it gently with her teeth. She held the heavy tit with both hands and ran her tongue over the areola. She pinched the nipple playfully and then chuckled.
"Your nipple is puckering up," she said. "Let's get out of here and go to the bedroom."
Rising up out of the water, Linda felt a renewed fluttering in her pussy.
"I've never seen you naked before," Betsy said.
Linda blushed. When she stepped out of the bathtub, Betsy cupped her hands under Linda's tits and jiggled them.
"God, I love your tits!" Betsy said.
Linda was a few inches taller than Betsy, and now she looked down at Betsy's blue eyes and smiled. Betsy's hands felt wonderful. Linda wanted more than just Betsy's hands on her tits, but she was too bashful to ask. Linda wondered why. If Betsy had been a man, Linda knew she'd have no hesitation. She'd say what she wanted and most certainly get it. Because Betsy was a woman, Linda felt inhibited. In a moment, however, the problem vanished. Betsy moved a hand down and reached between Linda's legs.
Linda shivered. She was still wet from the bath. She thought she ought to dry herself with a towel, but the feel of Betsy's hand on her cunt kept her immobilized. Betsy had an expert touch. She captured Linda's clit between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it around until Linda gasped. She moved her free hand over Linda's hip and wriggled her fingers into the crack of Linda's ass. When a fingertip tickled the rim of Linda's asshole, Linda closed her eyes and groaned.
Betsy chuckled. She crouched down, lowering her head to Linda's stomach. then her head slipped even lower, and Linda suddenly felt Betsy's tongue probing through her cunt-hair to find her swollen clit. Linda gasped again. She kept her eyes closed. She was afraid that if she opened her eyes, Betsy would somehow vanish.
Betsy had no intention of going anywhere. She licked Linda's stiff clit with a rapid, deliberate rhythm. She made no effort to prolong the pleasure. Linda was happy about that. She was out of control already. She suspected she'd go crazy if Betsy stopped halfway. She'd have to fuck herself with her own finger with Betsy watching!
"I didn't know a clit could be so big," Betsy said. She leaned back and licked the saliva off her chin.
Linda groaned. She wanted to scream. Grabbing Betsy's head, she jammed the blonde's face tight against her cunt.
"Suck it!" she hissed. "Suck my clit!"
Her finger now squirming in Linda's asshole, Betsy caught Linda's clit between her teeth and began mauling it. Linda choked as she felt herself coming. Her hot cunt spasmed and gushed out of control. She vented a deep groan and held onto Betsy's head to support herself.
Betsy finally rose up and dried Linda off with a large towel.
"Come on," Betsy said. "That's just an appetizer. Let's go into the bedroom."
Still in a daze from the orgasm, Linda allowed herself to be led out of the bathroom. Betsy helped her stretch out on the wide bed. She pulled Linda's ass to the edge of the bed so that her feet hung to the floor. Linda wondered if Betsy had ever done anything like this before. Then she decided she didn't care. She wanted Betsy's mouth on her cunt. She wanted Betsy to suck the juices out of her pussy. She wanted to come again. At that moment, she wanted that more than anything in the world.
Betsy knelt on the floor in front of the bed, her head between Linda's legs. She began licking slowly and patiently at Linda's pouting cunt. She took her time. There was nothing rushed or hurried about it. Linda was thankful for that. It made it easy for her to focus her attention on the feel of Betsy's tongue. It felt different than it did with a man. The men who had sucked her pussy usually gobbled at it as if they were trying to get their faces and heads inside her hole. Not Betsy. She was lapping at her pussy like a kitten laps milk. The feel of it was delicious.
Betsy ran her fingers along the tender skin of Linda's inner thighs. She reached between Linda's legs and rubbed her fingertip lightly against Linda's asshole. Linda wanted to giggle. Instead, she moaned and squirmed. She remembered the feel of Chuck's cock in there. She pushed out, opening the ring of her asshole to Betsy's finger. Betsy accepted the invitation and drilled her finger into Linda's ass.
"Oh, God!" Linda groaned.
Betsy now had a finger probing Linda's cunt. Her tongue swirled across the fat inner lips. She covered the hair on Linda's cuntlips with saliva until the hair was matted down on each side. Linda's cunt lay split open like a juicy red fruit. Betsy lapped up and down Linda's oozing cunt until Linda began whimpering with pleasure.
It wasn't long before Linda could feel another climax coming. She could feel the quivering in her clit. The orgasm arrived slowly, building up in a series of waves. Then the first spasm hit her and a bolt of intense sensation ripped across her cunt. Raising her arms over her head, she moaned and cried out, eyes shut tightly.
"Oh, yes! Oh, sweet Jesus, suck me! Ooooohhh!"
Clutching the mattress with her fingers, raising up her legs, she squeezed her thighs together against Betsy's face.
She came down with a series of soft moans. Betsy pulled away and climbed over Linda's body. Linda opened her eyes and found Betsy's cunt suspended over her face.
Betsy held open her cuntlips, pulling the drooping flaps to each side. Linda stared at the raw pink meat of Betsy's cunt. She sniffed and twitched her nose. There was nothing to smell except perfume. She rolled up her eyes and looked at Betsy's hanging tits. The pink nipples quivered like tender fruit.
"Let me suck your tits first," Linda said.
The sound of her own voice was a surprise. It seemed strange to come out and say it like that. Betsy chuckled and shifted her body down. She lowered her tits until her nipples touched Linda's. Betsy's pink nipples kissed Linda's brown nipples, and Linda trembled at the sweet sensation. Then Betsy moved a breast up to Linda's face and dropped a ripe pink tit into Linda's mouth.
"Suck it, baby," Betsy said.
Linda opened her mouth and Betsy filled it with her tit. Linda sucked and chewed the fruity nipple until Betsy pulled it out. The blonde giggled and offered Linda the other tit.
"You like my tits, don't you, honey?" Betsy said.
Linda was too busy to reply. She had a mouthful of her sister-in-law's tit and the taste was delicious. It was almost like eating candy.
After awhile, Betsy pulled her tit out of Linda's mouth and climbed off her body. Betsy rolled over on her back and opened her legs.
"Go down on me," Betsy said. "Suck my pussy. If I don't come soon, I'll explode!"
Linda was ready. An hour ago the idea of sucking another woman's cunt would have seemed ridiculous. The same idea now turned her on. She was curious. She wanted to know what a cunt tasted like. She wanted Betsy's juice in her mouth. She had a strange urge to bury her face in Betsy's crotch and suck and chew everything in sight.
Crouching between Betsy's legs, Linda tentatively ran her fingers into Betsy's cunt hair. She pried open the inner folds of the slit and found the juicy cunt-hole. She feasted her eyes on the white froth of cunt juice oozing out of the gaping hole. There was nothing dainty about Betsy's cunt. It was a big, meaty cunt, wet and open, ready for loving.
"Go down on it!" Betsy hissed. "Suck it!"
Leaning forward, Linda opened her mouth and pressed it against Betsy's juice-drenched twat. She stabbed out her tongue and tasted a cunt for the first time in her life.
Betsy's pussy was warm and sloppy. The hairs on the cuntlips tickled Linda's nose. Gobs of cunt juice oozed out of the hole to coat Linda's chin. Linda rolled some juice over her tongue and tasted it. She discovered she liked it. The taste was delicate and slightly salty. She began lapping with her tongue, scooping up as much juice as possible. She probed her tongue into the hole to get more of it. She ran her tongue up to stroke some cunt juice over Betsy's clit. At the first touch of Linda's tongue on her clit, Betsy moaned and pulled her knees back. Betsy's crotch was now completely exposed, from asshole to clit, all of it glistening with cunt juice and saliva.
Linda began at the top. She lapped Betsy's clit with broad strokes of her tongue until Betsy moaned. She moved further down and drilled her tongue into Betsy's cunt-hole, fucking the hole as if her tongue were a cock. Then she pulled back and looked at Betsy's sweet little asshole. She knew what she wanted to do. She wondered if Betsy would think she was crazy. Then she decided it was no crazier than anything else she'd done. Lowering her head again, she ran her tongue over the wrinkled rim of Betsy's asshole.
"Oh, Jesus, yes!" Betsy hissed. "I love that! Lick my ass, honey!"
Linda licked. She worked steadily on Betsy's asshole until the blonde's legs started quivering. Betsy mewled and wailed and hissed. When Linda finally moved up to suck on Betsy's clit, Betsy lurched up off the bed and exploded.
Chapter Six
On her belly, the straps of her bikini untied, Linda lay soaking up the sun beside the pool at the Carousel Hotel. Several days had passed since the wild session with Betsy. She felt a pang of remorse each time she thought about it. She blamed herself, rather than Betsy. Linda was convinced she ought to have exercised more control. She had no interest in screwing around with women. She'd made up her mind that Betsy would be her first and only experience. She needed men, not women. A long, hard cock was much more satisfying than a wet, sloppy cunt. Maybe someday she'd find the right cock to keep her happy. In the meantime, she'd sample what was available. She closed her eyes and visualized a long line of throbbing cocks waiting to be inspected.
"You'll burn your ass in the sun," a voice said.
It was Leonard Holt. He was standing over her with an icy daiquiri in each hand. Linda retied her bikini and sat up. Holt raked his eyes over her tits and grinned.
"If I had my way, you'd leave that thing off," he said. "Have a drink."
Linda smiled at him. He was really a nice guy. She accepted the glass and took a long sip of the cool drink. Tossing her head back, she licked her lips.
"I was lying here dreaming about this," she said.
Holt chuckled. He stared down at the deep cleavage between her scantily covered tits. "Guess what I was dreaming about," he said.
"Baseball," Linda teased. She leaned back on her elbows and toyed with the straps of her swimsuit. She crossed one leg over the other, her crotch barely covered by the skimpy bikini bottom.
"Jesus!" Holt said. "You keep that up and I'm going to shove my face right into that little snatch!"
Linda squinted up at him and laughed. "Is that a promise?"
"Come on," Holt said. "Let's go to the office and have a party."
She took his hand and he helped her up. She always found herself excited by his directness. When Holt wanted something, he made sure to get it. What he usually wanted was a quick blowjob to get his rocks off. She didn't mind that. She liked it. He had a strong cock and she always enjoyed sucking it. She hoped this time there would something more. The hot sun and all that dreaming about cocks had made her horny.
Inside the office, Holt stripped off his clothes and walked over to slap his cock playfully against her belly.
"Say hello to your friend," he said.
Linda took his thick fuck-meat in her hand. She bent down and kissed the juice off the slit. She purred at his cock as if it were a pet animal. "I'll be right back, little friend," she said.
Straightening up again, she stood in front of Holt with her legs spread widely. She untied her bikini top and tossed it away. She smiled at the gleam in Holt's eyes. She held up a tit in each hand and slowly massaged them, fingering her nipples until they came out like thick stalks.
Holt shook his head in wonder and ran his hand along his swollen cock.
"You sure are a luscious piece of ass," he said. "How come you don't have a husband?"
Linda laughed. "I guess I haven't found the right guy."
"Shit, if I wasn't married, I'd marry you myself!"
She pumped her hips at him and smiled. "That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a long time." She untied her bikini bottom and draped it over his stiff cock. Using the fingers of both hands, she pulled her cuntlips open and showed him the inside of her pussy.
Holt grinned at her open cunt. "You need fucking," he said.
Releasing her cuntlips, she turned to exhibit her ass. She enjoyed showing off her body. She held up her long hair, and then let it fall over her face and shoulders. Holt came up behind her with a growl. He probed the fingers of one hand into the crack of her ass. He used the other hand to fondle her pussy. She quivered at the feel of his fingers working at her crotch front and back. When he tickled her asshole, she laughed and squirmed out of his arms.
"You're teasing me," she said.
She stretched out on the bed with her legs wide apart and stroked the insides of her thighs. Bringing her fingers up to the hairy mound of her cunt, she pulled open the muff. She pushed two fingers into the slit, probing the wet folds and crevices of her pussy. Her eyes on Holt, she brought the fingers up to her mouth and slowly licked off the sticky cunt juice.
"Jesus!" Holt hissed. He watched her with glazed eyes, one hand slowly pumping his cock.
She turned over on her belly. Her head and shoulders on the bed, she raised herself up on her knees with her ass in the air. She reached back to open the cheeks of her ass. She probed a finger into the mouth of her cunt-hole. Pulling the finger out, she moved it up and pushed it into the brown ring of her asshole.
Holt couldn't take any more. He pushed her over on her back and straddled her body. He rubbed his fat cockhead against her lips until she opened her mouth. He shifted forward and sank his cock all the way in until the knob was against the back of her throat. He held her head and slowly pumped his cock in and out of her mouth.
Linda shuddered with lust. She loved the way he fucked her face with his fat, throbbing cock. At the end of each thrust she could feel his hairy balls slapping against her chin. She reached down and mashed her open palm against her cunt. She began massaging herself in a frenzy.
Holt abruptly pulled his cock out of her mouth.
"I'm going to fuck your brains out!" he grunted. "First your cunt and then your ass!"
He turned her over on her belly and pulled her up on her knees. Using his fat cockhead, he probed the drooping lips of her cunt until he found the socket of her cunt-hole. With a lurch of his hips, he pushed his saliva-coated cock into the gaping gash.
Linda groaned. Her cunt muscles closed over his cockhead and gripped it like a vise.
"Easy, baby!" Holt growled. "I don't want to blow my wad yet!"
She relaxed her hold on his rampant cock. Her head resting on her folded arms, she swayed her ass in the air. Holt shoved his cock in to the hilt and held it there, his balls pressing against her ass.
"Move!" she groaned. "Fuck me!"
She tried driving her ass back against his cock to force him into a fucking motion but he held her hips in the strong grip of his hands. He pulled out slowly until no more than his cockhead was inside her cunt-hole. Suddenly, grunting like a bull, he leaned forward and. drove all of his cock deep into her cunt.
"Oh, God, yes!" she gasped. "That's what I need! Fuck me!"
Once again, he pulled out most of his cock and drove it forward with a brutal lunge. Grinding his hips, he rotated his cock inside her body.
"Hold your cheeks open!" he hissed. "Show me that asshole!"
She reached back her hands and pulled her ass cheeks apart to expose her tight brown hole. Holt continued pumping his cock steadily in and out of her cunt. He scooped up some cunt juice on his middle finger and painted the rim of her puckered asshole. The tickling sensation made her squeal with pleasure. She waited expectantly. A moment later he drilled his finger into her pulsing little shit-hole.
The twin sensations brought Linda to the brink of orgasm. As the first spasms began, her cunt sucked and contracted on his fuckmeat. Holt groaned and grunted, attempting to stop his climax. He pulled out and pushed her over onto her back. Once again, he straddled her chest with his cock dangling over her face.
"Beat me off!" he growled. "I'm going to shoot off in your face!"
Linda shuddered. The idea of his jism squirting into her face excited her She closed her fingers around the shaft of his cock and began pumping the loose skin. A gob of juice oozed out of the slit in his cockhead and dropped on her tits. She licked her lips with anticipation. She knew that before long she'd have his thick hot jism all over her face. She used one hand to cradle his hairy ball-sac while she continued pumping him with the other. She kept her eyes fixed on the slit of his cock, waiting for the first spurt of his jism.
A deep grunt gurgled out of Holt's throat and his body suddenly stiffened. He arched his back and clenched his teeth. A thick spurt of pasty cum shot out of his cock and splattered Linda's face. Two more spurts showered her nose and chin.
She rubbed his sticky jism into her skin, massaging her face until all signs of his sperm had vanished.
"I'm still going to fuck your ass," he said. "Get me hard again."
She took his limp cock between her lips and rolled it around in her mouth. Holt's ability to get hard so quickly after an orgasm had baffled her the first time too. Now again he was beginning to stiffen, his cock thickening in her mouth. When he finally pulled out, his cock was back in action, a thick, fleshy pole of fuck-muscle ready for service.
He crawled off her body. She rose up on her knees with her ass high in the air. He moved behind her and dipped the purplish knob of his cock between her cuntlips. Then he moved his cockhead up to her puckered asshole.
"It's a cute little asshole," he said.
"Fuck me!" she hissed.
He pushed in until the head of his cock snapped past the ring of her asshole. He held it there a moment, fondling and kneading the soft, white cheeks of her ass. He fixed his gleaming eyes on the stretched hole as he pushed his hips forward and slowly plunged the entire length of his cock into her shit-hole.
Linda groaned. She could feel every inch of his cock. She felt stretched and violated. Saliva drooled down her chin. She rolled her eyes and wondered if other women also felt such ecstasy.
"Fuck me!" she moaned.
Holding her hips, he began pumping his hard cock in and out of her ass. She rammed back at him, meeting him thrust for thrust. She was fully open now. Her asshole was loose enough to take the full measure of his stroking. His rhythm gradually increased until his cock was battering her ass as though it were a cunt.
She began coming. Guttural groans rasped from her throat. Her body trembled and quaked at the intensity of the orgasm. Her ass muscles twisted over his fleshy pole.
She soon felt the first powerful burst of his jism splattering her intestines. With an animal like groan, Holt shot out another thick load. The plunging of his cock made his jism squirt out of her asshole. She could feel his warm cum on the cheeks of her ass and the backs of her thighs.
Later, when they lay resting, Holt spoke.
"Listen," he said. "A friend of mine, a sort of business associate from Chicago, is going to be here tomorrow. How about the three of us getting together for a little party? I want this guy happy. You'll do that for me, won't you? We'll have a great time.''
* * *
Holt's friend had short gray hair and a blue pin-striped suit. His name was Tony. He looked Linda up and down and nodded.
"Nice figure," he said. "I like girls with nice figures. A girl should always try to keep a nice figure. It's important, you know what I mean?"
"Yes," Linda said.
They were inside Holt's office. Linda wore a halter top and tight pants. She held a daiquiri in her hand. She was conscious of Tony's dark eyes on her tits. There was something fascinating about him. She was puzzled at first. Then she realized what it was. He never smiled.
"Take your top off," Tony said.
Linda looked at Holt. Holt grinned and shrugged. "Go ahead, honey," he said. "We've all seen tits before. Tony's just curious. Anyway, you don't have to be bashful. You've got the nicest jugs in town."
She untied her halter and tossed it away. She pulled her shoulders back to emphasize her tits. Tony walked over holding his drink in one hand. He used his free hand to casually weigh one of her breasts.
"Nice," he said.
He took the long nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it. Linda looked down and watched him pull the nipple out at least an inch. Her pussy fluttered. She could feel the juice oozing out between her legs.
After that, it wasn't long before they all had their clothes off. Tony had a big cock, even bigger than Holt's. His huge, hairy balls hung low in the sac. Linda had never seen balls hanging so low. She decided she liked it. The low-hanging balls made his meat look lusty. She cuddled up to Tony and gently ran her fingers under his balls to get the feel of them. Tony patted her ass while she fondled his balls.
"You've got a nice mouth," he said.
She took the hint. She crouched down and popped his cockhead into her mouth. She closed her eyes and hungrily sucked on his huge prick. He slowly moved his hips back and forth, stroking his cock in and out of her face.
She finally pulled her mouth off his dick. She gave his balls a last squeeze and walked over to the bed. She stretched out on her back. Raising up her knees, she spread her thighs.
"Fuck me," she said.
One hand holding his cock, Tony came to the bed and looked down at her. "Open it up," he said.
Linda shivered. Her eyes on his thick cock, she used both hands to pry open her cuntlips. She put a fingertip on her clit and gently massaged it.
"Nice," Tony said.
His hard cock twitched and swayed. He moved onto the bed and climbed between her legs. She grabbed the shaft of his cock and ran his cockhead between her swollen cuntlips. She fed it between the open petals of her cunt, working the bulbous head into her tight little hole.
"Fuck me!" she moaned.
Holt laughed. "Let her have it, Tony!"
Tony's cock nudged the soft, hot entrance of her cunt. He shoved forward, sliding in inch by inch until she had it all. His heavy balls rested against her ass. His cock throbbed inside her cunt. Linda moaned again and pulled her legs back until her knees touched her tits.
Holt suddenly climbed on the bed and pressed his cockhead against her lips. She quickly opened her mouth and took it in.
Speared fore and aft, two cocks penetrating her body, she began a rocking motion with her hips. She loved the abundance of male fuckmeat. Having her cunt and mouth stuffed at the same time was delicious.
Tony began fucking. He pumped in and out of her cunt with a smooth, deliberate rhythm. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass at the end of each stroke. Moving a hand down, she ran her fingertip around the rim of her cunt mouth. Tony grunted with pleasure and continued feeding her his meat.
Poised over her face, Holt pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. His hairy balls dangled over her nose. She worked her cheek and throat muscles, sucking and tonguing his cock. Saliva drooled out of her mouth and ran down across the side of her chin.
"I think we ought to turn her over," Tony said. "What do you think?"
"Sure," Holt said. "Anything you say, Tony. Whatever you want."
They pulled out. She moaned at the sudden loss of the two cocks. She quickly scrambled onto her hands and knees. She offered her ass to Tony and her mouth to Holt.
"Nice ass," Tony said.
"She's tight," Holt said.
Tony pinched her ass. He massaged her asshole with the ball of his thumb.
"What's her name?" Tony said.
"Linda," Holt said.
"Nice name," Tony said. "Linda, you like it in the ass? It's better if you like it."
She moaned and wiggled her hips. She looked back at him over her shoulder.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Fuck my ass!"
Chapter Seven
Jerry Greer fingered the fat nipple of a girl named Cindy. She was the day cashier at the Carousel Hotel. His Aunt Linda had arranged the date, and although he'd been reluctant at first, he was now happy he'd agreed to take her out.
They sat beside each other on the front seat of Jerry's car. It was almost midnight, but so far they were the only people parked on Strawberry Hill. Maybe the others would be along later. The place was a favorite spot to ball for the kids at Finley High.
"Don't pinch," Cindy said.
She was a chunky little blonde with big drooping tits and a luscious ass. Jerry was much more interested in her tits than in her ass. It was always the tits that turned him on. He liked them big. The nice thing about Cindy was that she had the biggest tits he'd ever touched. She was wearing an off-the-shoulder peasant blouse and she'd been cooperative enough to unhook her bra. He had his hand inside her blouse and under her bra, his fingers twirling a huge nipple. He wondered how long it would be before she let him take her clothes off.
She snuggled close to him and leaned her head back on his shoulder. Her hair had a clean, fresh smell. She whimpered softly when he pulled her nipple.
"Do you like my tits?"
"Super," Jerry said.
"You don't think they're too big?"
"Hell, no!" he said. "Big tits are nice. Don't you know that? I wish I could see them."
She giggled. She pulled her blouse down, and suddenly her tits fell out like two huge melons. Jerry squeezed the tit under his hand and groaned.
"It's too fucking dark in here to see anything!"
She giggled again. "If you open the door, the light will go on."
"Jesus, that's right!" he said. "You're a genius!"
When he opened the door on his side, the ceiling light suddenly shone down on them.
"Not too long," she said. "I don't like bugs."
She was huge, bigger than he'd imagined. She had the biggest nipples he'd ever seen on a girl.
"Oh, Christ!" he said.
"You still like them?"
"Where've you been all my life?"
"I sat right behind you in English last year."
"You did? I sure didn't notice you."
"Never mind," she said. "Close the door and kiss me."
He kissed her tits instead. He took one of the huge nipples in his mouth and sucked on it like a baby. She crooned and ran her fingers through his hair. He pulled his mouth away and moved to the other nipple to give it equal time. When he finally straightened up again, she kissed his cheek.
"I like the way you do that," she said. "Do you have a hard-on?"
"Jesus!" he said. "What do you think?"
She moved a hand down to his crotch and fingered the outline of his hard cock. When she realized the size of him, she gasped.
"You can't be that big," she said. "It's a trick!"
"The hell it is! You've got big tits and I've got a big cock. Maybe we belong together."
She squeezed his cock and giggled. "Let me see it," she said. She unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zipper of his jeans. He raised his hips to help her slip his pants and shorts down his thighs. When his massive cock sprang out, she squealed.
"Oh, my God!" she said. "Look at that thing!"
She took hold of him down at the base of the shaft. She could hardly close her fist around it. Using her free hand, she ran a fingertip over his bloated cockhead. She leaned over him, her warm breath tickling his belly.
"Go on," he said. "Suck it."
"It's too big."
"The hell it is. Give me some head."
Giggling, her hand squeezing his cockshaft, she began licking his dickhead as though it were an ice cream cone. She licked over the tight skin of the cockhead, and then around the flared rim. She finally opened her lips and engulfed him. The bulb of his cockhead immediately expanded to nearly fill her mouth. She twisted her head a bit and extended her tongue down the underside of his shaft. She lapped at the sensitive flesh. She chomped and sucked at the fat tip. Slipping a hand down to his balls, she gently massaged them and plucked at the hairs on his ball-sac. Finally, she pulled her mouth off his cock and gave the tip a final kiss.
"Let's go in the back," Jerry said. "We'll have more room."
"That's the biggest cock I've ever seen," she said.
"So what? Come on, let's get our clothes off."
Jerry helped her climb over into the back seat. She seemed to be in a daze and a little uncertain about what she wanted to do. He joined her in the back and kissed her lips.
"Don't worry," he said. "It's a big cock, but it won't hurt you."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, I'm sure. My aunt says any woman can take a cock like this, if she just tries."
"Your aunt?"
"Yeah," Jerry said. "My aunt and I have a little thing going between us."
Cindy giggled. "You're fucking your aunt?"
"Yeah, but it's not regular. Just sometimes."
"Oh, wow! That aunt of yours is really something, isn't she!"
"She's a dream. Come on, baby, let's ball. Enough of this talking shit."
One hand squeezing a melon tit, he pushed her head down to his cock. Opening her mouth wide, she took half of his huge rod down her throat. His fuck-meat stuffed her face. She pulled back. She wrapped her lips around the cocktip and licked wildly at the fat knob. Her cheeks hollowed as she slurped and suctioned his meat. Warm saliva drooled out of her lips and dribbled down over his balls.
She finally let go of his cock and raised her head. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"I'll get on top," she gasped.
Cindy loomed over him. She tossed a leg across his body and poised herself on her knees. She took hold of his cock again and worked the head of it into the wet socket of her cunt-hole.
"Oh, Jesus!" she groaned. "You're so damn big, I can't believe it!"
She slowly let herself down, sheathing half the length of his cock before she stopped.
"Ooooooh, God!"
Jerry could feel himself throbbing inside her cunt. "Jesus, you feel good!" he said.
She started sinking again, inch by inch, impaling her body on the huge pole. His balls finally smacked against the crack of her ass. He was all the way in.
"You've got it all!" he groaned. "You've got the whole thing!"
She began to fuck. Jerry groaned at the sensation of her hot cunt sliding up and down over his pulsing cock. After the first few tentative strokes, after she realized she could take him without any pain, she began squirming and twisting on his fuck-meat. He reached up his hands to hold the hanging bowls of her tits. He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. Bobbing and bucking on his cock, she flexed her legs and rode him with abandon. Cunt juice dribbled out of her cunt, slid along his cockshaft and over his balls. He could feel his cock swelling and throbbing in the heat of her hole.
She suddenly stopped moving. She looked down at him and began giggling.
"What's the matter?'' Jerry said.
"I have an idea."
"Shit!" Jerry said "Like what?"
Cindy giggled again. "I'd like to watch you fuck your aunt. You fix that up and I'll do anything you want."
Jerry was silent a long moment. He finally started laughing, "Freaky," he said. "We'll all watch each other. Tonight's the night my parents are out of town. Come on, let's get the fuck out of here and go home!"
* * *
Linda was driving home after a long day at the hotel. She had her skirt hiked up to her thighs and a hand slipped inside her panties. She churned her fingers inside her wet, sticky cunt-hole and mashed her open palm against her crotch
Linda's pretty pussy needs a prick, she thought.
She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and smelled them, pinched her nipples through the fabric of her blouse and squirmed her ass on the seat while she thought of her nephew's giant cock. She pictured the slit in his cockhead dripping juice on her tits as he straddled over her ready to fuck her mouth.
By the time she arrived home, Linda was on the brink of an orgasm. She pulled into the driveway and leaned back against the seat. Then she slipped off her panties. Her legs spread wide, she massaged her aching cunt. She finger-fucked her cunt-hole with one hand, and mauled her clit with the other.
Oh, shit, she thought, I'll never make it here!
Twirling her panties, she left the car and walked into the house. She heard the moaning as soon as the door was closed. It had to be Jerry and his date since Ron and Betsy were away for the weekend. Quietly slipping along the hall, Linda peered into the dimly lit living room.
Jerry and Cindy were naked on the rug. Cindy was kneeling with her head down and her ass up in the air. Linda stared at the white moons of Cindy's plump ass cheeks. She could clearly see the girl's cuntlips and asshole. Jerry was crouched behind Cindy with his huge cock sticking up in the air. Even in the dim light, Linda could see the juice leaking out of the tip of his horn.
Jerry suddenly bent forward and pressed his face against Cindy's fat ass. Linda gasped when she saw his tongue curl out of his mouth to lick the deep crack.
His hands clutching the cheeks of Cindy's ass, Jerry licked and tongued her asshole.
It occurred to Linda that the act looked less lewd than she'd imagined. There was a certain naturalness about it. They were just two healthy animals playing on a rug in a living room and enjoying it. Cindy was crooning softly, her huge tits hanging down to graze the floor. When Jerry pulled his face away from her ass, she groaned.
"Don't stop!"
"Wait a minute," Jerry said. "I've got a better idea."
The girl writhed on the floor, her open palm massaging her hungry cunt. Jerry pried open her large, white ass cheeks and pushed a finger deep into her asshole.
"Oh, God!" Cindy cried. Groaning with pleasure, the chunky blonde began gyrating her ass around his finger. Jerry screwed and wriggled his finger. He loosened up the tight little shit-channel, and then rammed in a second finger beside the first.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" Cindy moaned. She pressed her ass back, thrusting against his fingers.
"You want my cock?"
"Oh, God, you'll kill me!"
"You want it?"
"Do it!" Cindy groaned.
He positioned himself behind her. He pried open her ass cheeks and pointed his cock at the brown ring of her asshole.
Linda abruptly walked into the room and looked down at them with gleaming eyes.
"Not without Vaseline," she said.
Cindy froze. Jerry looked up at Linda with a dumbfounded expression.
"What?"
"I said, not without Vaseline. You go in there without grease and you'll kill her." She searched the inside of her purse and brought out a tube of Vaseline. She handed it to Jerry. "Go ahead," she said. "Use it. You don't mind if I watch, do you? You haven't minded so far. You wanted me to watch, didn't you?"
Jerry grinned. "Yeah," he said.
"You're a sneaky little bastard, Jerry Greer. Now get to work and fuck her ass. You wanted me to watch, and I'm watching."
On a sudden impulse, she did more than watch. She crouched down beside Jerry and helped him grease his cock. He groaned at the feel of her hand on his dickhead. After setting up Jerry, she squeezed some Vaseline into the crack of Cindy's ass and massaged the grease into the girl's puckered little asshole.
"Cindy, honey, have you ever had a cock in there?"
Cindy swayed her ass and giggled. Linda found out later that Cindy, had been assfucking for years. Holding Jerry's cock in her hand, she positioned his cockhead at the hole.
"Push," Linda said.
Cindy pushed out and Jerry pushed in. Inch by inch, his huge cock slid into the tight asshole. Linda shivered. There was nothing playful about the scene any more. The sight of Jerry's thick cock reaming into the little blonde's ass made Linda's knees quake.
His entire cock was finally lodged in the girl's shit-channel. The boy lay against her body a moment with his balls resting on the upturned part of her cunt.
"Fuck me!" Cindy moaned. "Fuck my ass!"
One hand gripping her own cunt, the other hand jiggling one of her heavy tits, Linda watched her nephew begin stroking in and out of the girl's ass. She moved the hand that held her tit to Jerry's back and raked her fingernails down his spine and pinched his ass. Finally, with a soft moan, she moved her hand under his ass and grabbed his swinging balls.
Suddenly the boy arched his back. Her senses reeling, Linda watched him ram faster and faster in and out of the tortured little hole. He soon exploded in a shuddering climax. The girl under him stiffened and then spasmed in the grip of a convulsive orgasm. Totally exhausted, the boy and girl collapsed on the floor.
When Cindy opened her eyes again, she looked at Linda and smiled sheepishly. Linda smiled back
"Whose idea was this?" Linda said. "Yours or Jerry's?"
"I guess it was mine," Cindy said.
"Cindy wants to watch us fuck," Jerry said.
"So that's it!" Linda laughed. "Now I understand. Well, honey, if you're so anxious to watch us, you can help get him up."
Leaning over Jerry's belly, Linda lifted his soft cock with her fingers and sucked it into her mouth. A moment later Cindy took his balls in her hands and jiggled them. Settling down between his legs, the solid little blonde slid his hairy balls into her mouth. With Linda's mouth on his cock and Cindy's mouth on his balls, Jerry lay his head back on the rug and moaned with pleasure.
The limp prick soon began to stiffen. Linda clamped her lips over the cockhead and pumped the shaft until the boy's rod was long and hard again. She took more and more of the turgid shaft into her mouth. Halfway down his cock, his fat knob hit the back of her throat and she had to stop.
Cindy moved around to Jerry's head and straddled him. Pulling open her cuntlips, she pushed her wet pink gash down on his face.
Linda now centered her crotch over Jerry's cock, positioned her cunt-mouth over his cockhead, and impaled herself on his fuckmeat with a short lunge. Settling her legs on each side of his hips, she began to pump up and down slowly on his rigid shaft.
One riding his cock, the other riding his tongue, the woman and girl faced each other over the boy's body. Extending her hands, Linda took the weight of Cindy's huge, bouncing breasts in her palms. Cindy groaned and touched Linda's heaving, dark-nippled tits.
Her hands filled with the blonde girl's titflesh, Linda rocked on Jerry's cock as if she were riding a horse. On each downstroke, the huge cock filled her belly and stretched the mouth of her cunt. Again and again, she mashed her clit against his pubic bone. Her eyes closed and her jaws clenched, she soon brought herself to the first spasms of a shattering orgasm. When Cindy realized that Linda was coming, she groaned and climaxed too, squeezing out a spurt of cunt juice into Jerry's gulping mouth.
They quickly climbed off the boy and leaned down over him. The blonde scooped his long cock into her throat. The older woman suctioned his ball-sac into her mouth.
With a tremendous lurch of his body, the boy shot a load of thick, rubbery jism down the little blonde's throat. The second load splattered out of her mouth to drip down her chin. Linda pushed Cindy aside and greedily closed her mouth over the still-spurting cock. She licked and sucked and slurped on his fuckmeat. She probed and lapped his balls until she was satisfied she'd captured every drop of spilled sperm.
Now sitting back on her heels, a smile of pleasure on her face, she erupted in another wailing climax. Their eyes wide, the two teenagers watched her probe her cunt-hole with her fingers and bring her hand up to her mouth to lick her own cunt juice.
"Mine, too!" Cindy hissed. She scooped a gob of cunt juice out of her fucked-out pussy and held her fingers up to Linda's mouth.
After no more than a moment's hesitation, the older woman opened her mouth and sucked in the blonde's juices.
With a final moan of completion, Linda rolled to the side and lay back on the rug.
Chapter Eight
For a solid week after the orgy with Cindy and Jerry, Linda walked around in a blue funk of morose despair. She knew that if she continued her games with Jerry sooner or later her brother would find out and there'd be hell to pay. Instead of fooling with teenagers, she ought to be with a man! When Leonard Holt told her Tony was coming into town again and asked her if she'd be interested in seeing him, she grabbed at the chance. Tony was old enough to be her father. He certainly was no teenager!
"He wants you alone," Holt said. "Be nice to him."
Linda suspected Holt was completely in Tony's power. She wondered about it, but then she decided it was really none of her business.
When she met Tony again in his room at the hotel, he was as unsmiling as ever.
"Nice to see you again, kid," he said. "Have a drink."
She had a drink. She had two drinks. Tony sat in an easy chair watching television and seemed totally uninterested in her. She finally opened her blouse, sat down on the arm of his chair, and offered him one of her big, heavy tits.
He pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "You got too many clothes on," he said. "Take something off."
She stripped for him. She'd deliberately worn a garter belt instead of pantyhose. She stripped down to the garter belt, nylons, and high-heeled sandals. She knew Tony liked his women that way. She didn't mind at all. It made her feel sexy. When she approached him again, he waved her away.
"Lie down on the bed," he said. "Warm up the box."
She shivered. The absolute authority in his voice always turned her on. She stretched out on the bed at an angle, facing him so that when she opened her legs he could see her crotch. The lewdness of the spectacle she presented made her shudder. She moved a hand down and stroked her fingertips through the dense patch of cunt-hair. She teased herself. She gently flipped her middle finger back and forth over her clit. It responded at once and became hard and prominent. The quivering red bean protruded at the top of her slit. She pulled the meat of her cunt up over her pubic bone to show it to him. She could feel the juice oozing out of her cunt. She dipped a finger into the hole and spread the wetness over the puffy lips.
"That's nice," Tony said. "You got a nice-looking cunt. How does it feel?"
"I'm turned on," she said.
"You like me watching you?"
"Yes," she said. "I like it."
He left the easy chair now. He came to sit on the bed, not touching her body, but sitting close enough to look directly at her crotch.
She closed her eyes and continued fingering herself. She rubbed her fingertips over her cuntlips, flipping her clit as she passed it, then tracing back over the smooth wet folds of sensitive tissue once again.
"Open your eyes," he said. "Don't close your eyes."
She opened her eyes and blinked up at him. She tried to smile at him, but she couldn't. The feelings inside her were too intense for smiling. Linda was completely turned on by this crazy exhibition and almost at the point of orgasm.
She suddenly plunged a finger deep into her slippery cunt and hunched up her ass. He patted her thigh and looked down at her with lustful eyes.
"You've got a juicy cunt," he said. "Ever make it with a woman?"
She blushed. "Yes," she said.
"You like it?"
"I like men better."
"Good," he said. "It's better for a woman to like men. Much less trouble."
She pushed a second finger into her slick cunt and began thrusting them both in and out of her writhing body. He rubbed his hand over the inner slope of her thigh. His hand moved over her creamy skin from the top of her nylon stocking clear up till his hand bumped lightly against hers.
She continued jabbing two fingers in and out of her hairy hole. She wondered how turned on he was. Maybe he wasn't turned on at all. Maybe this was just some kind of a game for him. She still hadn't seen him smile.
He patted her thigh just below her crotch. She licked her lips and looked at his face.
"Fuck me, Tony."
"Not yet," he said. He unzipped his fly and brought out his cock. She stared intently as he fondled himself. He skinned his cock back and forth, bringing it up firm and thick. She bit her lip, her gaze glued to the bulging purplish head of his fuck-meat. She watched in fascination as a drop of clear fluid rose and formed at the tiny mouth of the fat knob.
"Come over here and suck it," he said.
Her fingers still working in her cunt, she shifted her body so that her head lay in his lap. She began licking his cock, her free hand moving up and down the long shaft. Opening her mouth, she engulfed the plum of his cockhead and began sucking on it.
"That's good," he said. "You like a cock in your mouth, don't you, kid?"
She pulled her mouth off his cock and gave him a coy smile. "That depends on the man," she said.
He pulled his cock out of her wet mouth and rose up off the bed. He began taking off his clothes. He folded everything in a neat pile on the chair, but he draped his pants on a hanger and put them in the closet. Then he returned to the bed with his cock swinging and his balls jiggling. He climbed over her body and straddled her so that his head faced her feet. His hairy ass and hairy balls hung poised over her nose.
"Work me over," he said. "Show me what you can do."
He lowered his hips and she found herself staring at his hair-rimmed asshole. She knew what he wanted. The craziest thing of all was that she wanted to do it. She hardly knew him. They had been together only once before and she couldn't even remember his last name. It didn't matter. When his ass came down, she extended her tongue and began licking the deep crack. She licked from the root of his dangling cock up to his asshole. She rimmed the wrinkled brown socket with her tongue. When she probed her tongue-tip at the tiny hole, Tony pushed his asshole out and the hole opened like a flower. When she drilled her tongue inside, a hoarse grunt of pleasure came out of his throat.
"That's nice," Tony said. "That's very nice."
He pushed his ass down, pressing it against her face. She had the hairy crack pressed snugly against her lips, the hairs tickling her nose.
He finally pulled his ass away and sat up on the side of the bed. She avoided his eyes at first, but then she turned her head and saw that he'd been looking at her all that time.
"Go put some lipstick on," he said, "and bring the Vaseline."
When she walked into the fluorescent light of the bathroom and saw herself in the mirror she gasped. Her face and hair were a mess. She did a quick repair job on her face and brushed out her hair. She picked out the small jar of Vaseline mixed in with Tony's shaving equipment and carried it back to the bedroom.
She spread the Vaseline over his cock with a deliberate slowness. Whatever firmness he'd lost while she was in the bathroom soon came back. She liked his cock. There was a certain strength about it that matched his face. She spread a generous helping of grease around his cockhead and behind the rim, and then smeared more of it down the shaft. The sight of his swollen, glistening cock brought flutters to her pussy.
She thought he would take her on the bed, but he had other ideas.
"Stand up and grab your knees," he said.
She'd never done it that way. She rose up with her back to him. Moving her legs apart, she bent forward and took hold of her knees. He did nothing for a long time. He simply sat on the edge of the bed behind her and looked at her ass. At odd moments he ran his fingers along her thighs and over her ass cheeks. The high heels made it difficult for her to maintain her position, but she held out and managed it. He finally held out the jar of Vaseline in front of her face.
"Grease yourself up," he said.
Scooping a gob of Vaseline out of the jar, she reached her hand back to lubricate her asshole. Her knees trembled. Her cunt palpitated endlessly and oozed out streams of cunt juice on the inside of her thighs. The juice was already down to the tops of her stockings. No man had ever looked at her like this, not this way. He grunted when she pushed her forefinger into the grip of her asshole and moved it in and out.
Then he rose up behind her and spread the cheeks of her ass with his hands. He nudged the head of his cock against her and pushed steadily at the ring of muscle. She pushed her ass back against him, and eventually her tight puckered asshole gave way. A low groan came out of her throat as his cock slipped inside. He kept pushing until all of his cock was up her ass, until she could feel his dangling, hairy balls tickling the lips of her pussy.
"How's that?" he said.
She cooed, "It's good, Tony. It feels good. I like it."
She wiggled her ass a moment, and then flexed her muscle to tighten the grip on his thick cock.
He began moving slowly in and out of her asshole, reaming her hot shit-tube with his powerful cock. She was soon loose enough to take longer strokes. He leaned over her back and grabbed a hanging tit in each hand. He rhythmically squeezed her breasts to the same rhythm as his pumping cock. His thick cock slid easily in and out of her stretched asshole. Deep sensations of pleasure shot up through her quivering body as he continued stroking. A moment later, an abrupt orgasm wracked her body. He held on to her as she moaned and sobbed. At the end, he pulled his cock out of her ass and let her fall down on the bed.
When she opened her eyes again, she found him standing beside the bed looking down at her. He'd evidently washed his cock and he was now wiping it with a towel. He hadn't come yet and he was still hard.
"You come too fast," he said. "You've got to give it more time."
She blushed; "I can't help it, Tony."
"That's okay," he said. "Next time you just try to slow down a little."
"I'll try, Tony."
"That's the way," he said. "Do a nice blowjob now, but not too fast."
He moved forward between her legs and she obediently reached for his cock and held it in her hand. Her asshole twitched when she remembered he'd just had his meat up there. She stroked his cockshaft lightly with her fingertips as she kissed her way up and down the fleshy pole. She was determined to make it good for him. She wanted his approval.
She reached up and cupped the hairy sac of his balls with her free hand as she continued to press her lips to the skin of his cock. She kissed the underside of the throbbing shaft, and then moved her lips around the ring of meat which collared his cockhead. Her fingertips continued stroking up and down.
Extending her tongue, she began licking him. She licked with long, broad strokes, moving her tongue like a paintbrush over his fat, rubbery cockhead.
"That's nice," he said. "You do a nice blowjob. Very classy."
A quiver of lust ran over her body. She wished she had a third hand to play with her pussy. She was hot again, her cuntlips palpitating and swollen, her cunt juice leaking out on the bedsheet. She rolled his heavy nuts around, gently probing the outline of each egg, tickling the short hairs under his balls, pulling at the loose wrinkled skin of the sac.
Opening her mouth, she slipped it over his swollen cockhead. She took in all of the bulbous knob and closed the ring of her lips behind the flared rim.
She tightened her lips and moved her head down to engulf more of him. Rhythmically squeezing his balls, she swallowed more and more of his thick pole. She had half the length of his long hot cock buried in her mouth.
Moving his hands up to her head, he took hold of her ears with his fingers. He rocked his hips back and forth, fucking her face with a slow rhythm. She stopped moving her head. She held her mouth loose and open, her lips curled over her teeth to avoid scraping him. He fucked back and forth a dozen more strokes, and then he suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth and stepped back.
Saliva dribbled out of her open mouth to roll down her chin.
"Open up your cunt," he said. "Put your fingers inside."
With a soft moan, she opened her legs. "I'll come if I do that," she said.
He had his hand on his cock now, stroking himself with a slow rhythm. A gob of juice welled out of the tip. He moved forward and wiped it across her cheek.
"Go ahead," he said. "Get your rocks off. Use your fingers."
Beads of sweat coating her forehead, her eyes glazed, she lay back on the bed with her knees up and pushed three fingers into the gaping hole of her cunt.
"Turn over," he said. "Show me your ass while you do it."
She rolled over on her belly, feeling like a puppet dangling on a set of strings. She climbed up on her knees, positioned herself with her head and shoulders down and her ass in the air. Moving a hand under her belly, she began fingering her cuntlips.
"Use two hands," he said. "Put a finger in your ass."
Her face flattened out on the sheet to take the weight at the forward end of her body, she slipped the second hand around over her ass and probed her asshole with her forefinger. With a soft grunt of pleasure, she pushed three fingers into the ravenous mouth of her cunt and began fucking herself.
"That's it," he said. "That's nice. Keep doing it."
He moved away from his position behind her, and out of the corner of her eye she saw him go into the bathroom. She stopped her fingers. She wanted him to watch her. She realized now that what turned her on was having him watch her fucking her self.
He came out of the bathroom with a hairbrush. When he moved behind her and pulled the finger out of her ass, she moaned.
"Please, Tony, don't hurt me."
He pinched her hip. "Don't worry," he said. "This is better than a finger."
A moment later she groaned as the hairbrush handle slid smoothly into her stretched asshole.
"Hold it," he said. "You do it yourself."
One hand holding the hairbrush, the other hand fucking her cunt, she closed her eyes and began working the two holes.
Within moments, the quivering spasms of an intense climax convulsed her body. She shuddered and quaked, her throat gurgling out a series of loud groans. At the end of it she pulled the hairbrush out of her ass and threw it across the room.
"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck my cunt!"
She expected him to refuse, but then suddenly his cock was pressing at her cunt-hole and an instant later she had all the hard length of him inside.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me hard!"
He stroked back and forth, reaming out her cunt with his turgid cock, ramming her mercilessly. She bucked back at him like a wild woman, urging him to shoot his load. She moaned in a frenzy when he abruptly pulled out.
"No!" she cried. "Fuck me!"
"Sit up," he said.
In a daze, she sat up on the edge of the bed and faced him. His fist closed around his cock and he began pumping himself at her face.
"Open your mouth," he said.
Obediently, she opened her mouth. She kept her eyes fixed on his bloated cockhead, waiting for the explosion. Moments later, a geyser of hot white jism jetted into her mouth as he emptied his balls.
Later, as she lay on the bed watching him put his clothes on, he looked at her and smiled for the first time.
"I like you," he said. "Why don't you come to Chicago with me? I'll fix you up."
Chapter Nine
Tony's offer to set her up in Chicago was tempting. But Linda decided to wait awhile before making up her mind. She hated big decisions. She hoped that somehow her problems would solve themselves. Two events showed her that she was wrong. Her problems simply became worse.
The first event happened on a day when she thought she was alone in the house. She was taking a bubble bath when the door opened and her brother, Ron, casually walked in completely naked.
She gasped. She blinked her eyes. "Oh God!" she said, "I thought I was alone!"
"I took the day off," he said.
She stared at him as if he'd lost his mind. It occurred to her that this was the way things had started with her sister-in-law... in the bathroom. Then she met his eyes, the look in them told her all she needed to know.
"I'm your sister," she said.
He nodded. "Yeah" he said. "I thought about that, and then I decided it didn't matter."
She wanted to be angry. She wanted to lash out at him and tell him to get the hell out of there. instead, she ran her eyes up and down his muscular body and finally zeroed in on the dangling cock sprouting out of a dense bush of dark crotch hair.
Ron, in turn, feasted his eyes on whatever there was to see. Most of her body was under water and hidden by the bubble bath foam which filled the tub. But he could see enough. His cock, which had been dangling limp in front of him, began to stir. In a moment his prick had grown immensely ... a good-looking fat cock with a purplish plum of a cockhead. Linda decided she was only human. Slowly, deliberately, she extended her tongue and licked her lips.
By now his cock was standing straight out from his body, no more than a foot from her face. Filling her hand with bath foam, she fluffed a mass of it over his cockhead.
"I haven't seen you naked in twenty years," she said.
He chuckled. "I didn't know you ever did."
"Of course, I did, but the last time I saw that thing, I was about seven years old."
She began running her hands over her wet body, spreading the foam over her shoulders and arms. Then she dipped a hand under the surface of the water. She cupped a melon-shaped tit and brought the dark nipple out of the foam. Stepping up to the edge of the tub, Ron dipped his hand in the foam and coated the fat nub.
"Tit for tat," he said. "If you turn around, I'll scrub your back."
She smiled. "Not on your life," she said. "You get in here with me and we'll scrub each other. I just hope a bolt of lightning doesn't come down from the sky and strike us both dead."
A moment later he climbed in and lowered himself in the water. Their legs tangled as they sat facing each other.
"This is crazy," she said.
"Yeah," he said. "I suppose it is."
Leaning forward, she used the palms of her hands to spread soap bubbles over his chest. She trailed one of her hands down under the water to rub his hard, flat belly. He rippled the muscles of his stomach when he felt her hand caressing him. Her hand moved lower and vanished under the blanket of foam. Her fingertips skipped over his belly until they contacted the thick mat of his crotch hair.
She tangled her fingers in his pubic hair. Then she moved her hand again and touched his cock. At first she used only her thumb and forefinger to circle the base of the smooth, hard cockshaft. Then she slowly inched her way up the long thick hard-on.
"I think we're going to be sorry we're doing this," she said.
"Maybe," he said. "But I'm not sorry now."
He leaned back against the tub and closed his eyes. She began stroking his thighs with her free hand while she continued rubbing his cock. Closing her fingers around the shaft, she moved her hand up until she reached the swollen, bulbous cock head.
He squirmed his ass with pleasure as her fingers gently worked over his prick. His eyes were still closed. Watching his face, she ran her free hand along the insides of his thighs to cup his heavy balls. Pressing back against the tub, he raised up his hips and brought the head of his cock out of the water. The purplish, swollen cockhead protruded out of the white foam.
Sitting up in the tub now, her tits exposed, she leaned forward and brought her lips to the knob of his cock. After blowing away the bubbles on the tip, she opened her mouth and completely engulfed him.
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned.
He arched his back and drove his cock deep into her mouth until his cockhead jabbed at the back of her throat. She reached for his balls again and took the sac in her hand. Squeezing his balls with a gentle pressure, she began sucking.
The harder she sucked, the more he reared up out of the water.
"Oh, shit, that's good!" he said. "Don't stop!"
She had no intention of stopping. She loved the feel of his slippery cock in her mouth. The fact that he was her brother only made it more delicious.
Moving a hand beneath his flanks, she played with the curving skin of his inner ass cheeks Her mouth was now moving rhythmically up and down the throbbing length of his cock. Holding his balls in one hand, she used the other hand to probe a finger into the tightly puckered ring of his asshole.
He groaned again, the warm, fleshy pole of his cock throbbing in her mouth. She finally backed off, pulling her lips away with a loud sucking noise.
"I think it's time to get out of the tub," she said.
Their bodies dripping, they helped each other climb out of the tub. She stood there with her legs apart, her tits jutting out, her nipples long and stiff. He feasted his eyes on the dense patch of hair framing the just visible fleshy lips of her cunt.
They dried themselves with their eyes gazing hungrily at each other's bodies. Walking into the bedroom, they stretched out on the bed. She pressed the soft mounds of her tits against his chest. She could feel the hard shaft of his cock pushing against her inner thighs. She relaxed her legs to allow his cock to work its way between them. When she had half his cock captured between her thighs, she tightened her muscles and squeezed. Then she spread her legs again and his cock jerked up against the fleshy lips of her wet cunt.
She rolled onto her back. "Fuck me," she said. "I want your cock."
She spread her legs and he climbed into position between them. He moved forward on his knees, his cock bobbing up and down, the slit in his cockhead dripping juice onto the sheet. Using one hand, he guided his pulsating prick between her meaty cuntlips.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "Fuck me!"
Pushing forward, he sank the length of his cock into the spongy heat of her dripping cunt.
Linda vented a deep groan. The act was done. She was penetrated by her brother, locked in a wild, incestuous embrace. She moved her hands up to cup her tits, her fingers pulling and tugging at her stiff nipples. She tossed her head from side to side on the pillow. She opened her lips and moaned.
He began driving his cock back and forth in the hot elastic channel of her cunt. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and her arms around his neck.
"Don't stop!" she crooned. "Make me come!"
He began thrusting with a steady, rapid rhythm, his cock ramming in and out of her wet, hairy cunt. At intervals he pulled his cockshaft all the way out and held it there with only the fat knob buried in the mouth of her cunt and his ass rotating in a tight circle. Then he'd ram forward again, burying his cock to the hilt.
Linda knew he wouldn't last long. He was soon grunting and shuddering as the first hot gob of jism worked it's way up from his balls. He came with a deep groan and splattered her cunt with his cum. Moments later, he rolled off her body, completely spent.
She left the bed and walked into the bathroom to wash out her pussy. By the time she returned to Ron, he'd recovered enough to talk.
"I suppose you feel better," she said.
He looked puzzled. "What does that mean?"
Linda shrugged. "Not every man gets a chance to fuck his sister. Does it give you a good feeling inside?"
"Don't get nasty, Linda."
She climbed over him. She straddled his head with her cunt hanging over his face.
"Eat me!" she hissed. "Suck my pussy!"
She pulled open her cuntlips to expose the red meat of her gash. She let him feast his eyes a moment, and then she shifted forward to press herself against his mouth.
He began sucking her cuntlips, pulling them into his mouth, chewing on them with his teeth. She rolled her ass and pushed her crotch against his chin.
"Put your tongue inside," she said. "Suck me out!"
A froth of juice oozed out of her cunt to drip on his face. He pushed his tongue inside her drenched cunt-hole. He tickled the walls and pistoned his tongue in and out like a small cock.
"That's it!" she hissed. "Fuck me with your tongue!"
She ground her pussy on his face, working her cunt over his suctioning mouth. Then she gripped his head with her hands and began stroking against him, pumping steadily, fucking his face and tongue.
"Keep sucking!" she cried. "I'm going to come! Oh, God, it's good!"
Ramming his face, riding his cheeks and nose and mouth, she gushed her cunt juices over his agile tongue.
As she rolled off his body, she gazed down at his crotch and saw that his cock was hard again. She reached a hand down to run her fingers over the shaft and jiggle his balls.
"It looks like the cannon is loaded again," she said.
"Maybe we ought to stop," he said.
"The hell we will," Linda said. "You started this and we're going to finish it."
Bending down, she closed her mouth over his swollen cockhead. The taste of her own cunt on the bulb and shaft was exciting. She bobbed her mouth up and down on his cock, the tight ring of her lips moving smoothly on his throbbing shaft.
"Christ!" he groaned. "You can really suck cock!" He held her head in place with his hands and worked his cock in and out of her mouth.
She finally fell over onto her back and raised her legs. She slipped her forearms behind her knees, her juice-drenched hairy crotch turned up to face the ceiling.
"I think you ought to fuck me again," she said. "Both ways."
"Huh?"
"That means you do my pussy and then my ass."
"Jesus!" he said. "Are you serious?"
"Of course, I'm serious. Come on, brother. As long as we're fucking, let's get on with it and do it right."
Her eyes gleaming, she watched him prepare to mount her. She wondered how he was with Betsy ... whether he was more inhibited than now. The only time she'd seen them fucking hadn't told her much.
His dripping cock reared like a stiff poker out of his crotch. Her pussy quivered as she gazed at it. This time he'd last longer. He'd already shot one load and the second would be longer in coming.
Positioning himself in the saddle, he placed his cockhead between the gaping lips of her cunt. He pressed forward, and once again she had the sweet sensation of the first stretching of her cunt-mouth by his cock.
"That's lovely!" she said. She could feel her cunt-hole close tightly around his shaft. She bucked up and down with short, jabbing lunges to get the full feel of his thickness. She held her legs high and writhed against him. Gripping her knees, she ground her ass in circles, rubbing his cock with different parts of her cunt-channel each time she shifted position.
He pumped slowly in and out of her steaming cunt, his balls slapping against her asshole at the end of each delicious stroke.
Reaching a hand down to where they joined, she fondled her cuntlips and rubbed them against the hard shaft of his pistoning cock. She ran a finger into her cunt, forcing it inside the juicy hole beside his cock. Slipping her finger out of her cunt, she moved it down to her asshole and wet it with her cunt juice.
She took his cock in her fingers and squeezed it. "It's time, lover," she said. "Put it in my ass."
He stopped stroking and looked down at her with doubt in his eyes. "Jesus, Linda, are you sure about this?"
She chuckled. "Haven't you ever done it before?"
"Sure," he said. "But not to my sister."
"Honey, you've already fucked your sister's pussy. You may as well finish the job and do her ass. Don't think I'm doing you any favors. A woman isn't properly fucked unless she's had a cock in her mouth, cunt and ass. With most women, including me, it's the ass that gives the most pleasure. Don't you ever do Betsy's ass?"
"Sometimes."
"Does she like it?"
"Yeah," he said. "I suppose she does."
"Well, then, maybe you ought to do it more often. In the meantime, do it to me."
He eased his cock out of her cunt, pulled it away until it dangled freely, and then lowered it to the target. Glistening with her cunt juice, his cockhead grazed her asshole.
She took his cock in her fingers and rubbed the knob against the puckered mouth of her ass. She centered the tip of his cock on her asshole.
"There," she said. "Now all you have to do is shove it in."
He pushed forward. She kept one hand on the shaft to guide him in. She used the other hand to stroke her clit. He bore down heavily, driving his cock into the tight, muscular grip of her ass. She groaned at the sudden, brief pain, but her fingers remained firmly placed on his cock.
"Keep pushing!" she groaned. "It's marvelous!"
When she had half his cock in her ass, she moved her hand up to fondle his balls. She ran her fingertips over the bloated ball-sac. She thought of the jism in there soon to shoot up her ass. Pulling on his balls, she urged him on.
"Give me all of it," she said.
He drove in deep, sheathing every inch of his cock, stopping only when his crotch hair mashed against the ring of her asshole.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she groaned. "It's in! I've got it all!"
He began fucking his cock in and out of her ass. Her legs hooked over and gripping his arms, she answered his driving thrusts with circular motions of her ass. She kept a hand on his balls. She could feel his nuts quivering with his excitement. He would come soon, but now she didn't care. She knew that as soon as he started shooting his jism into her ass, she would respond with a tremendous orgasm.
He fucked her faster now, his cock pile driving into her ass at every stroke. Again and again he drove himself against her ass. He suddenly vented a deep groan and started coming, his cock shooting off like a cannon deep into her ass, splattering her insides with spurt after spurt of hot jism.
Clenching her teeth, mewling and wailing, she began convulsing in her own climax, answering each spurt of his jism with a spasm of her body.
Still connected, they turned on their sides. She clutched his rapidly dwindling cock in an effort to keep him inside her ass. They lay in each other's arms, breathing heavily, saying nothing.
His cock quickly lost both its stiffness and size and slipped out of her ass. She lay still, luxuriating in the feeling of his warm jism pouring out of her asshole. She caught up some of the viscous cream with her fingers and massaged it into the swollen lips of her cunt. Her pussy hair was soon matted with blobs of his cum. With a deep sigh, she cuddled close to him and quivered one last time.
Chapter Ten
Three days later, Linda moved out of her brother's house. She decided that was the only way to handle the problem of what to do about Ron. She knew that if Betsy ever discovered them in bed together, it would probably break up Ron's marriage.
Tony's offer seemed more important now, but another push was necessary. The second event that helped Linda make up her mind occurred about a week after she'd left the Greer house. She'd moved into a small, furnished apartment on a quiet street. It would do for a while until she could accumulate enough money to buy her own furniture. She was happy about her new freedom. She had peace and quiet, no complications, an d a bathroom all to herself! Then one afternoon the doorbell rang and she opened the door to find Jerry standing there with a friend.
The friend was another boy. Both of them looked nervous. It was obvious what they wanted, and she immediately realized Jerry had been telling his friends about her. She sighed with hopeless resignation. If she couldn't resist one of them, how could she possibly resist two?
"This is Roy," Jerry said.
She nodded. "Come in," she said. She led them into the living room and sat them down on the couch. She brought Cokes out of the kitchen and chatted with them about the local baseball team. She maintained the pretense that Jerry had simply come along to visit his aunt and brought a friend. She knew better, and so did Jerry. She could see it in his eyes.
"Just sit here awhile," she said. "I'll be right back."
She walked off to the bedroom. She stripped off her clothes and put on a robe. She ran a comb through her hair and touched up her lipstick. She put on some eye shadow and dabbed perfume on her neck, on her wrists, and on the insides of her thighs. She closed the blinds and turned on the lamp beside the bed.
Walking into the living room again, she found them whispering.
"What's that all about?" she said.
Jerry shrugged. "Roy's bashful," he said.
She wasn't surprised. He certainly looked shy. Now that she could study him carefully, she also realized he was probably a year or two younger than Jerry.
"How come?" she teased. "I thought guys your age are very experienced."
"Roy's never been with a woman," Jerry said.
When she looked at Roy, he blushed. She decided that he was cute and that she wasn't sorry Jerry had brought him along. Purposely allowing her loosely belted robe to open up, she moved her thighs apart and briefly exposed her crotch.
The effect was electric. Jerry beamed and Roy's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Holding back a smile, she casually crossed her legs and gave them another look.
"I suppose you guys are good friends," she said.
They nodded. Their eyes were glued to her legs, waiting for her to move them again. They were like hungry little animals, poised for a glimpse of her pussy. She sat watching them, relishing the situation, delighted with her control over them and the thought that Roy would probably turn out to be delicious. He was obviously so damned innocent and easy to control, she'd certainly have fun fucking him. Leaning forward, pretending to study her ankle, she let the front of her robe billow open to show her tits. When she raised her eyes, she caught Roy staring. She smiled at the way he blushed.
"Is it true you've never been with a woman?"
He nodded. "Not all the way," he said.
Years had passed since she'd heard the expression used. "You're sweet," she said. "You came here to fuck me, didn't you?"
He gulped. He shifted his legs. He nodded. He looked uncertainly at Jerry, but Jerry simply grinned.
"Good," Linda said. "But if we're going to do anything, I think we'd better get started I'm due at work in a few hours, and we don't want to rush things, do we? A good way to start is to take off your clothes, don't you think?"
Jerry took the cue. He rose and began unbuttoning his shirt. Roy copied him. She had two boys undressing in front of her, and she loved every minute of it. She Jet the robe fall away to reveal her legs. She could see them stealing glances at her crotch to catch a glimpse of her cunt.
Jerry had his clothes off first, his huge cock waving around like a menacing club. She felt a hot flood of cunt juice seep out of her puffy cuntlips. Her nipples were stiff with excitement.
A moment later, his eyes shifting nervously, Roy dropped his shorts to expose his hard, young cock bobbing over his tight, pink balls.
She looked at them, masking her own feelings in order to remain in control of the situation. She finally rose up and pulled the small end of the knot at her waist. The robe fell open and she slipped it off.
Their eyes blazed, rolling up and down between her tits and pussy. Tossing her robe over the back of the chair, she walked over to them and put her arms around Jerry. She kissed him on the mouth and pushed her tongue between his teeth. She ran a hand over his shoulder, down his belly to his waist, then crept it around behind him and cupped one cheek of his young ass. He squirmed and strained against her body. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her belly. She kissed him once more and moved over to Roy.
She kissed his lips. She ran a hand down the front of his body to take hold of his cock. She smiled when he jerked at her touch. "Relax," she said. She held his cock just tightly enough to keep him from pulling away. She massaged his cockhead with her fingers and kissed him again. She moved her free hand around his body to fondle his ass. Like a finely tuned instrument, he trembled in response to every touch. Moving the hand on his ass back to the front of his body, she played with his tight balls, massaging them lightly, then with greater force and authority, until he squirmed with each movement of her fingers. She could feel his cockhead dripping. She could feel her own juice oozing out to wet the insides of her thighs.
"Touch me," she said. "Do whatever you want. Don't be bashful."
Releasing his cock, she stepped back. His eyes fixed on her tits, he moved his hands up to the heavy globes. He ran his palms over them, gently at first, and then more firmly.
"Now my pussy," she said. "Put your fingers there."
He moved a hand down, but then he hesitated. Opening her legs, she grabbed his wrist and jammed his fingers against her dripping cunt. When he finally pulled his hand away, his fingers were glistening with her juice. Her eyes gleaming, she pushed the hand up to his mouth. When he balked at tasting her cunt juice, she laughed and pinched his cock.
"Let's go into the bedroom," she said. "A bed is always better than the floor."
She walked away, conscious of their eyes on her ass. They hesitated only a moment, and then hurried to follow her.
Once inside the bedroom, she felt like a puppet master arranging a scene.
"Both of you get on the bed," she said.
She had Jerry stretch out on the near edge of the bed and Roy on the other side of him. Then she told Roy to move up until he had his ass at the head of the bed and his back against the headboard. She looked them over critically, making sure they were just where she wanted them, and then she climbed on the bed and straddled Jerry. She poised her crotch over his cock. She took his cock in her hand and stuffed his bloated cockhead into the mouth of her cunt, squatting down on it, driving the hard shaft deep into the steaming hole. She gasped and groaned until finally she had all of him buried inside her cunt to the hilt.
Leaning forward at the waist, she moved her face to Roy's lap and closed her mouth over the head of his cock. Jerry had sense enough to grab one of her hanging tits and stuff it into his mouth. Working her hips, grinding her cunt on Jerry, she sucked luxuriously on Roy's throbbing young fuck-meat.
Roy trembled and jerked and groaned. Pursing her lips, she pushed back his foreskin and worked her mouth over the rosy cockhead. The cock strained and grew, swelling in her hands as she licked it. She tightened her lips and clamped down on him.
She finally moved into a steady rhythm, impaling her cunt on Jerry's cock and then her mouth on Roy's. When they seemed too close to coming, she pulled away and had them change positions. Straddled over Roy now, his cock waiting impatiently to penetrate her gaping cunt, she looked down at his face and smiled.
"Having fun?"
"Yeah," he groaned.
"You want your cock in there, don't you?"
He nodded, his face flushed, his forehead coated with sweat.
"Put your hand on my cunt," she said.
His eyes uncertain, he moved a hand down to her crotch and ran his fingers between her dripping cuntlips.
"Now lick your fingers," she said. "I sucked your cock before and now I want you to lick your fingers. If you don't do it, we stop right here and you put your clothes on and get out."
"Jesus Christ!" he said.
"Do it!" she said. "Jerry has sucked my pussy dozens of times, or hasn't he told you?" When she looked at Jerry, he blushed. "Tell him," she said.
"It's true," Jerry said.
Linda chuckled. "Of course, it's true. It takes a real man to suck a pussy. Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise. Now go ahead, Roy, lick your fingers and show me how much of a man you are."
He licked his fingers. When he finished, she kissed his mouth, playfully tweaked his nose, and eased her cunt down on his trembling cock. As she expected, it took no more than a few strokes to bring him off. His body stiffening, his throat gurgling out a hoarse groan, he shot a geyser of foaming white jism into the steaming channel of her cunt. She moved up and down on his throbbing, spurting cock, milking him until his balls were drained. At the end she leaned forward, closed her mouth over Jerry's cockhead, and sucked ferociously until he spewed his hot load down her throat. As the last spurt jetted into her mouth, a violent orgasm shook her body from head to toe. She waited until the last convulsing spasm had passed, and then she rolled off to the side and closed her eyes.
Minutes passed. The boys moved around on the bed. She kept her eyes closed and wished they'd go home. She decided she'd been crazy to get involved like this. The whole thing was crazy and dangerous. She heard someone leave the room. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself alone with Roy.
"Where's Jerry?" she said.
Leaning on his elbow, Roy looked at her. "Jerry went home," he said.
She turned her lips up in a wry smile; "And what about you?"
"I want to fuck you again," he said.
She sighed. At least he was open about it. She rose up out of bed. Her ripe nakedness dominated the room. He kept his eyes on her as she moved to the window. She cracked the blinds, peered out at the sunlit street, and turned back to him. He stared boldly at her jutting, brown-nippled tits.
"I'd like you to go down on me," she said. "Would you like to do that? Would you like to taste my pussy?"
"I don't know," he said.
She wanted his tongue on her clit. She wanted his sweet little mouth sucking out her juices. She smiled. She walked slowly across the room, her tits swinging as she moved. She lay down on the bed with her feet propped up against the headboard. She rubbed her hands enticingly over her body, over her breasts, down her belly, through the dark bush of hair at her crotch.
"Put your mouth on me," she said. "Don't be bashful."
After a long moment, he finally shifted his body, slowly kissing his way up her legs, inching toward her drooling cunt. She was aroused again. Her cunt was sopping wet, her cuntlips puffed and swollen. When his head reached her crotch, she grasped him tightly, holding his ears.
"Lick me all over first," she said.
He went to work. He licked the insides of her thighs, up to her crotch and then back down again, tasting her creamy flesh. The eagerness of his tongue increased as she rubbed his ears.
"Now my pussy," she said. "Put your mouth on it."
He was ready, even anxious to do it. He moved into the hot, waiting crotch, his tongue licking slowly and forcefully up and down the lips of her cunt. The lips opened under his prodding and he pushed his tongue between them. He kissed and sucked and licked, slurping his tongue into her cunt as deeply as he could.
Her legs locked around his face. "Keep your tongue moving," she said.
He burrowed his face deeper, probing her with his tongue, his upper lip working on her quivering clit.
She suddenly put her foot on his shoulder and pushed him away. She climbed over him, thrusting her body against him, her heavy tits hanging on his chest. Her fingertips went to his face.
"Your lips are wet," she teased. "Did my pussy taste good?"
He nodded.
"Say it out loud."
"Your pussy tasted good."
"That's better," she said. She grabbed his balls and cock and hefted them. "I'm going to suck you off," she said. "Maybe later, if you can get hard again, we'll fuck. But right now I want to suck you off."
She crouched on her knees between his legs. She stooped down, looked up at his face and smiled, and then took his throbbing cock in her hands.
"You have a nice cock," she said. "Some day you'll get married and make your wife very happy."
Bending low, she began licking his cock, running her tongue over it lightly, leaving a wet trail of saliva on the soft skin. She worked up more spit and pushed back his foreskin. She began to lick his cockshaft. When she had his cock completely covered with saliva, she closed her mouth over the knob and began sucking.
She loved the way he trembled. She loved the taste of him. She pulled her lips in over the edge of her teeth and rocked her body back and forth, sucking noisily, swallowing the length of his cock with each downward stroke of her mouth.
He grunted and pawed at the sheet under his body, arching his spine and bucking his hips.
Tightening the pressure of her lips, she continued rocking back and forth. There was a change in the taste of his cock. He was leaking jism and she knew it wouldn't be long before he unloaded his balls. She slowed down a little to tease him. He groaned and clutched her head with his hands, urging her to finish him.
She pulled her mouth off him, drooled saliva over his cockhead and licked the shaft. Once again, she took the throbbing cock into her mouth, working down until she felt his cockhead jam against her throat. He gasped and moaned. She felt a wave of satisfaction suffuse her body. Her cunt gushed, pouring out her juices and saturating her thighs. She could taste and smell his readiness, and a surge of excitement pulsed through her belly. Pursing her lips, she began working them back and forth, sliding them over his cock with a firm friction. He pitched and cried out, moaning and grunting.
"Oh, Jesus!" he cried. "Oh, Jesus Christ!"
Popping his swollen cock out of her clinging mouth, she kissed his balls and licked his crotch, rubbing her nose in his meat, devouring him with her mouth.
Then, finally, she felt the sudden tensing in his body. She quickly closed her mouth over his cockhead. She rocked and pitched and frictioned his dicktip until he grunted and cried out in the first throes of his climax. The jism shot out of his cock, blasting against her palate, splattering into her mouth and throat. She worked hard to swallow it all, but there was too much of it. The white, hot juice seeped out of her gulping mouth and ran off her chin to drip down onto his body. With a final convulsive spurt jetting at the back of her throat, he groaned and suddenly went limp.
Later, as he lay on the bed watching her dress, he asked her when he could see her again.
She shook his head. "I'm leaving town in a few days," she said. "I won't be back."
A groan of disappointment came to his lips. "Where are you going?"
"I'm moving to Chicago," she said. Then she added, "If you ever get there, you can look me up."
Moving to the bed, she kissed his cheek and lifted his limp, wet cock in her hand.