As our modem society becomes increasingly urbanized and the overall family structure weaker, we are seeing more of the phenomenon known as amorality.
Newspapers today carry accounts of people who have never learned about good and bad, people who have never placed any value on human life, simply doing whatever a momentary whim dictated. The pervasive corruption in a high political office today offers yet another example.
The women in this story are women of the present. Living lives of existential hedonists, they refuse to worry about tomorrow. Their main concern is for today, and the pleasures it brings. For them, sex is merely something to be enjoyed, carrying neither emotional ties nor moral overtones.
HORNY SECRETARIES -- the story of young women who embody the lifestyle of many in our society, a presentiment of what the future holds. Their story holds a lesson for us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The redheaded receptionist at Acme Insurance had three things going for her.
She was luscious to look at, with ripe, creamy tits, a thick, sultry mouth and long legs.
Although her face was only vaguely pretty, except for her eyes and lips, she had the most gorgeous ass in town. As a kid, she'd been raped in her sweet, silky ass by her own massively hung brother -- and learned to love it.
It was impossible for the redhead to move around the office without getting stares from men and women alike. The women reeked with envy, and the men gazed at her gorgeous cheeks with fierce, quivering hard-ons.
The third thing in Sally Wilson's favor was that she was a very efficient secretary. She took her job seriously, and she could pound either a typewriter or a mattress with every hot inch of her sexy curves.
On this Monday morning in the small coastal town of Bascom Bay, just twenty miles south of San Francisco, Sally looked up from her typing to see a wide-eyed young blonde standing awkwardly before her.
"I'm looking for a job," the girl blurted out. She couldn't have been more than eighteen, with long, shimmering hair and a slender, tawny figure, boasting lovely, high-standing tits.
Sally gave her an application to fill out and pretended to do some paperwork while she eyed the young blonde furtively. There were two things in the world the sultry redhead loved to do besides her job.
She was wild about sucking and fucking... with either sex.
All it would take was a word from the receptionist and the girl would be hired. Just one word, because Sally's boss listened very carefully to everything she told him.
Glancing at her watch, Sally felt a soft throbbing her pussy, knowing her panties were getting soaked. It was eleven-twenty. In forty minutes, she would take her lunch in the boss' office.
Monday was always their hottest, wildest day. Her boss wasn't getting any from his wife these days -- the bitch was pouting about something other, as usual -- and Sally almost always had cum for lunch -- and dinner and, if circumstances allowed, breakfast.
Because the voluptuous redhead had to have it, at least twice a day, or she felt as if she were going to lose her mind. In spite of her cool, perfectly groomed appearance, Sally Wilson got hotter than a firecracker inside at least twice a day like clockwork.
She was a nympho, a barn nympho, a fact she discovered as soon as her brother took her cherry. Now, at twenty-two, Sally's glands were roaring away like a blast furnace. Sucking and fucking to her was like food and air to other people. She needed it not only to satisfy her hot, relentlessly throbbing cunt, but to give her that feeling of well-being, of being "high" the way other women got high an grass and liquor.
Now, staring at the young blonde who chewed her soft lips as she filled out the application form, the redhead felt the familiar wild hunger race through her lips and tongue. God, she loved to eat pussy! The younger and juicier, the better. She would just as soon suck a young girl off as go down on a well-built stud, because when Sally had to have it, she would suck off practically anything that moved -- before raping it with her tight, luscious cunt.
The blonde didn't know it yet, but she was already hired, even if she couldn't type a word or didn't know what a filing cabinet looked like. Staring with naked passion at the girl's silky, tapered legs beneath her dress, crossed now, swinging ever so slightly as the blonde pored over the application, Sally knew she had to have this one. Today was Monday.
Before the week was out, Sally intended to have those lovely legs locked around her face with her own dripping pussy rubbing frantically to the girl's sweet ripe lips in a frenzy of sixty-nine.
She wouldn't be the first girl or guy Sally had turned on in that office. The biggest problem the redhead faced was that once she sated her fierce hunger for sex, she had a hell of a time turning them off. Girls or guys, they always got hung upon her wanton mouth and luscious cunt. As a result, the employment turnover at Acme Insurance was quite high. Sally had a way of driving them crazy once she cut them off and they just couldn't stand being around her any more.
And since the hot redhead actually did all the hiring and firing, through her boss whom she manipulated like a puppet, she had complete control over the twelve employees, office help and salesmen alike.
They came and they went, and they always got hung up on creamy, passion-crazed Sally. Now, as Sally took the blonde's application from her, her fingers trembling slightly at the prospect of going down on the tawny, wide-eyed eighteen year old, Sally had a premonition that this one was going to be different, really different.
She was right, but not in the way she expected. Because far once in her life, it was Sally who was going to get hung up on a girl, obsessed with her plumply curved tits and beautiful ass, wild about her sweet hot pussy.
Nine times out of ten, the studs and girls Sally made it with went crazy over her action, practically begged to be her sex-slave.
This time, it was the hot-breasted, ripe-assed redhead who would became a sex-slave.
And the wide-eyed young blonde would drive Sally to the brink of insanity with her taunting...
There were wild, violent surprises in store far both girls that week.
And neither of them would ever be the same once they began their lustful, depraved swinging...
* * *
Behind his desk, Jeff Haley had a tremendous hard-on, pounding so eagerly he threatened to shoot off in his pants. It was still five minutes to twelve, damnit. He shoved a folder full of paperwork irritably away from him and lit a cigarette. The weekend had been a real bitch. More accurately, his wife had been a real bitch all weekend, driving their lovely daughter to tears. At thirty-eight, Jeff was still ruggedly handsome and fit, and he was still bitter about all the wild ass he'd turned down in the first fifteen years of his marriage. He had no idea what had gotten into his wife, still sexy and stacked for her age but she'd turned downright nasty all of a sudden.
Then there were those overnight trips of hers to San Francisco, where she'd spend the night with her sister. Or so she claimed anyway. Maybe, and this possibility angered him, she was screwing some guy on the side.
That was fine with him, since hot-lipped, mad sucking Sally Wilson took care of his long cock with savage delight. But she was hell to live with, his bitchy wife, and she was constantly tormenting their daughter.
Which led to a very close call this weekend. Cindy had come running to him in his den, tears streaming down her face and sat on his lap, squirming her plump ass while she sobbed. He'd not only come close to getting his rocks off in his pants, but, for a wild minute or two, he actually considered making it with his own daughter. She was fantastically sexy, her soft curves filling out to lush proportions, her ripe ass so hot and silky against his hard-on it was all he could do to keep from lifting her dress and shoving aside her panties and ramming his huge prick home.
And he knew for a fact Cindy was still a cherry. Instead, Jeff had gritted his teeth and hung on for the rest of the weekend. Sally would save him, bless her juicy mouth and frantic hot cunt. He didn't know what he'd do without the deliciously sexy redhead. Besides being a madly passionate piece of ass who loved it anywhere in her velvety flesh, in her hot creamy tits, her wildly sucking lips and her dripping pussy, and especially up her burning ripe ass, Sally was also a terrific worker and organizer. She ran the office for him, relieving him of that burden, did much of his tedious paperwork and made half his major decisions for him.
She was sexy, ambitious, sharp and the hottest piece of ass he'd ever had, tighter and juicier than his own wife used to be in her sexy prime.
She was a nympho, of course, but Jeff also had a funny suspicion she liked young girls, too. Nothing he could put his finger on, just a feeling. Christ, he'd love to see her in action with another naked, eager girl! One of these days he'd come right out and ask her point blank.
It was getting harder and harder to control his lust around his daughter, too. One of these nights he'd end up sneaking into her bed and ramming his thick cock deep into her juicy little cunt, and to hell with the consequences. After all, he wasn't getting any from his wife, and as wild and exciting as Sally's action was, a man deserved to have it in his own home.
From his own luscious daughter, if necessary.
Sally strode into his office on the stroke of noon and crisply lacked the door behind her. Her eyes blazed on him with excitement. She laid an application form on his desk.
"We want to hire this girl," she said immediately. "We can use her in the steno pool and she's a fast typist and takes shorthand."
"Shit, Sally, we don't have an opening," Jeff said.
"We will have," she said flatly. "June is quitting at the end of the week."
"That's funny -- I thought she liked it here," Jeff said thoughtfully.
"She does, but she's still quitting at the end of the week."
Meaning, Jeff thought, Sally would arrange to have her quit. "It might be nice if I talked to her first, the new girl I mean," he said dryly. "After all, I do run this joint. I think."
Sally shrugged and 'round behind his desk, reaching behind her to unzip her dress. Jeff held his breath for the lewd exhibition, his prick leaping with urgency. Slowly, the redhead slipped out of her dress. She wore a very sexy low-cut black bra, with her creamy tits almost bursting their flimsy harness. Beneath sheer black panties, she wore misty black nylons. Her panties were soaked, he could see, with her cunt juices. Sally was always ready for sucking and fuckin.
"Don't just sit there gawking," she whispered feverishly as she unsnapped her bra, her proud white tits springing forth, their gorged nipples a bright red. "Strip, honey. I need it, Christ, Jeff, I'm hotter than a smoking pistol! Let's see your meat! Whip it out, honey, hurry!"
Again he was amazed at the abrupt change, no matter how many times he saw it. From the cool, crisp, utterly efficient secretary to the hotly obscene swinger, moaning for it now, weaving her lush hips as she rolled down her panties and nylons to reveal a glistening curly nest of cunt hairs against her milky thighs.
She knew how to excite a guy with words, too.
"Thought about your dick all morning," Sally whispered, hefting and stroking her tits now. "You saved your hot load for me all weekend, didn't you, honey? Christ, I need a gallon of the stuff, everywhere! Pussy's so hot I think it's going to explode! Mmmm, God, hurry up!"
The moment he was naked, she gripped his pounding prick in her hot fist, a hissing sound coming from her throat. Quickly, the moaning redhead nudged him back down in his swivel chair, her mind almost frantic as she tried to decide where she wanted his cock first -- her mouth, her madly throbbing cunt, or up her tingling asshole?
She'd picked up a young stud in a bar last night, brought him back to her apartment and worked his long cock over with everything she had for an hour, so she was able to sleep peacefully last night. But now, as a result of daydreaming about the young blonde, Sally was feverishly aroused all aver again, much more so than usual.
Her huge nipples tingled fiercely, her cunt pulsed with slippery, sucking power, her tight asshole throbbed and her lips and tongue ached for it, all at the same time.
"Suck it off first," Jeff said hoarsely, squeezing her tits in his fingers. "I've got enough for three times, easy, Sally. Suck it, baby!"
Eagerly, the feverish redhead knelt between his naked hairy legs. She held his prick in a vise-like grip so he couldn't shoot his jism off prematurely. Sally guided the crimson knob toward her lips, her long wet tongue darting out to lick up a giant drop of his cream. Jeff groaned, and the taste of thick male cum triggered a new frenzy in the panting secretary.
She began giving him one lewdly unforgettable blowjobs, a mad roller-coaster ride of thrills from her fiery lips and tongue.
Over her bed in her apartment, a large biblical sign said: "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might!"
Not just Sally's feverishly stroking hand on Jeff's hard prick, but she gave everything she had, whether it was in torrid sex or her office job. Once she was wantonly hot, the lush redhead played no favorites, going down on a guy as eagerly and lustfully as a girl's luscious thighs, screwing with every burning, satiny inch of her creamy flesh, sucking and fucking with electrifying heat and concentration.
And it was this blazing singleness of purpose that made her one of the hottest pieces of ass in creation.
"Wild hot job! Ahhhh," groaned Jeff, holding her head tightly in his hands as she whipped her balling mouth back and forth on his cock, with deep animal moans corning from her throat. Almost any man would have shot his rocks off within a minute of having her juicy mouth thrash and suck and wriggle on his cock, but her fierce grip on the base of Jeff's prick made ejaculation temporarily impossible. And while this grip desensitized his cock so that the thrills from her mad mouth and lashing tongue weren't as sharp, she gave such a violent, breathtaking blow job that the office manager had to grit his teeth to keep from shouting with raw excitement.
When Sally was business, she was all business. And when the lust-crazed redhead was having sex, she was all blazing sex, from her fiercely sucking lips down to her nipples, from her swollen tits down to her hotly dripping cunt, from her tingling, puckered asshole down to the curled tips of her dainty toes.
Now her passionate moans mingled with Jeff's wild grunts as the swinging secretary gently ripped her teeth across the length of his rock-hard prick. She flicked her wet tongue across his knob rapidly, rewarded with another huge drop of jism, thick and salty and exciting in her throat. Then Sally suddenly pulled her wet lips back from his pound big cock and held it aloft in her fist. She darted her eager mouth down to his hairy balls, licking and kissing them for variety, sucking on them with lewd whimpers of joy, all the while jerking Jeff's cock in her hot fist.
No one would ever be as hung or taste as wildly thrilling as her own brother but the office manager's cock ran a close second for the hungry redhead. Sally was so feverishly aroused over the taste of a massive hot dick in her mouth she even forgot about the young blonde for a few minutes.
"What a cocksucker!" groaned Jeff, reaching down to heft her lush, burning its in his fingers. At his touch, a cry came from Sally's lips and she immediately went back to sucking him off with renewed fury, feeling him quiver and grow as hard as a brick in her mouth. This was one reason Sally had no problem keeping her fantastically ripe figure.
All she ever ate for lunch was a small container of yogurt and the office manager's huge container of jism.
He was gasping and swinging his hips on his chair now, fucking her mouth lustfully as she churned her lips and tongue on his immense rod. Still Sally wouldn't release her iron grip on the base of his prick, not because she was unselfish, although she always strove to give her best, whether passionately sucking or feverishly fucking, but because the redheaded nympho was working herself up to a maddening pitch of excitement as she gave her hottest blowjob.
And the more excited she was when he rammed his long dick up her tight pussy, the more explosively she got her own rocks off. She had total control over her own thrills, and usually her partner's too -- boy or girl, man or woman -- and she made the most of it, savoring every obscene, blissful moment, every inch of his fleshy cock in her fist and throat. She once blew her brother for more than an hour, almost driving him insane by alternately teas ins and firing him up, sucking furiously and then coyly kissing and nibbling, until, when he finally did shoot his load, it was a thick, massive torrent of hot cream that brought muffled screams of ecstasy from the redhead's throat.
She could drive young girls crazy, too, to the very brink of madness with her cunning hot lips and highly skilled tongue.
She was primarily designed by nature for only one perfect function, a custom-tailored, silken skinned, lushly curved machine for sucking and fucking, all hotly ripe tits and gorgeous swinging ass and juicy, whipping pussy, but there were moments when Sally wondered whether her soul was really centered in her blazing lips and tongue.
Ever since going down on her brother, the passion-crazed redhead became obsessed with oral sex, first with having boys and men come in her mouth and then girls, beginning with a young schoolgirl who stayed over at Sally's house one night. Sweet, tender hot pussy!
But in spite of her frantic action over the past six years, Sally had never made it with both a guy and a girl at the same time, had never experienced a three-way. This was partly because the secretary was so hot and primed most of the time, she was driven by pure selfishness. She couldn't stand the idea of sharing her partner with anyone else, afraid she'd be left out of the act for even a few minutes.
But now, as Sally moaned and sucked the office manager's cock with rising excitement, feeling his tremendous load of cream building up in his balls for a shattering explosion, she felt a hot stab of curiosity about a three-way. She'd love to see the luscious young blonde in action with a guy, especially a hung stud like Jeff. Sally could play with the girl's beautiful naked ass in the meantime, one of her favorite delights, licking and kissing and biting it before she rammed her tongue deep up the girl's puckered little asshole. She loved it when their hot silken asses wiggled joyously in her face.
"Christ, Sally, gotta get my nuts off!" gasped Jeff, his naked chest heaving with frantic excitement. The thrills were fast and furious now as the moaning redhead whipped her boiling mouth greedily oh his rod. She abruptly released her tight finger-grip on the base of his cock.
And a low, wild groan came from the office manager's throat as the full impact of her lustful blowjob hit his nerves. Her mouth was all fire and juicy wet velvet, sending fierce waves of pleasure through his quivering prick, a blazing vortex of obscene power, sucking madly with raw hunger, craving his stream of jism.
"Oooooooh, shit, fan -- ugh! -- tastic, baby!" gasped Jeff, shaking his head in a daze. He began spurting in her mouth and a low scream of excitement came from Sally. She worked her lips and throat in a frenzy of greed, gulping down the thick gushing jism as fast as she could, milking his bursting cock in her hot fist rapidly, wild tremors of joy racing through her lips and tongue as the boiling liquid shot in great spurts to make her gag.
Frantic for every last drop, the panting redhead continued sucking and draining Jeff after his rod went limp, her naked, creamy flesh now covered with a fine sheen of perspiration.
CHAPTER TWO
Over the years, the sultry secretary couldn't recall how many guys she'd eagerly gone down on or how much thick, stinging jism she'd hungrily gulped down, but it just wasn't enough -- and it never would be as far as Sally was concerned.
She could never get enough sex -- oral, straight, or any other way. There was a constant soft throb in her lips and hot pussy and silky asshole, a relentless, almost cruel desire for more and more delicious sex. Once the sexy redhead got a guy in bed, she went through a veritable ritual in her desperate attempt to satisfy her voluptuous body. First, she'd have them come in her mouth, then in her hotly pulsing pussy, then up her naked, gorgeous ass, then in the valley of her huge creamy tits.
Only to start over again if she could inspire them to get hard once more.
With a girl, she ate her until her entire face was smeared with sweet, sticky cunt-honey, then went into a frenzy of sixty-nine, always on top, always riding the girl's mouth with slow, sensuous grinds, working up to a violent spasm of ecstasy before going to work on her deliriously excited partner with a ten-inch vibrator, then letting the girl work Sally's insatiable hot pussy in return.
Guys or girls, when you slept with the passion crazed redhead, you just didn't get any seep!
Panting softly, Sally stood up, still hefting Jeff's semi-hard cock in her fingers. He was coming up again fast, meaning he had a frustrating weekend, which was good for Sally. Jeff was always reliable for three times at least on a Monday, and the feverish secretary's cunt felt as if it was ready to explode like a hair-trigger.
"That was terrific, Sally, just wild," Jeff told her, squeezing her burning tits in his fingers. He was hotter than usual himself, not just because of the weekend, but because lately he'd been eyeing his daughter with raw lust, wondering what it would be like to shove his immense hard-on into her sweet, juicy tightness night after night.
Dangerous thoughts, those, but damned if he could get rid of them! Cindy was blossoming into a knockout, a lush-breasted, long-legged dream fuck, with an adorably curved ass. She wouldn't begin to show the exciting skill and cunning tricks of the lusty redhead -- hell, no-one would for that matter -- but she was so tender and innocent, a cherry by Christ, that sooner or later Jeff knew his control was going to slip around her.
And the sooner, the better.
"Want me to eat you first?" Jeff said to Sally as she stood over him, rubbing her hot, panting tits to his face and jerking his prick lewdly in her fist until it was pounding with power again. He didn't really want to, although he'd gone down on the feverish redhead before and she was delicious, her squirming hot pussy gushing honey in a lusty stream. Last time she'd cleared his desk off and had lain back on it, wrapping her long legs around his head and fucking his mouth with obscene relish.
Jeff had nothing against pussy-eating. It was simply that he craved his own daughter's sweet, succulent cherry grinding to his eager mouth. Although the redhead was only twenty-two, she gave the impression of being older, about twenty-five or six, her lush curves fully developed, her sucking and fucking ability experienced far beyond her years.
"No," panting Sally, shuddering as she rubbed his boiling dick-head against her dripping cunt lips, "Want to get right down to business, honey! You just sit there and I'll ride your big cock... Ahhhh, ahhhh! Oh this is gonna be wild, Jeff, need every fat inch of your hot prick! Ugh!"
She'd straddled his lap, facing him while he sat in his desk-chair. Now Sally crushed her creamy tits to his face while she teased her throbbing cunt with his knob, slowly, lasciviously rubbing her soaked pussy to his huge cock-head.
Then she slid it in and instantly Jeff groaned and clutched her naked ass in his fingers. Jesus, she was wild cunt! Tight and hot and slippery, pulsing on his prick in waves of raw desire, juicy and rippling with power.
Low animal sounds came from Sally's throat as she began riding his long cock. He had a nice one, the feverish secretary thought, moaning as she churned her pussy slowly on it, a real whopper there, and his wife must be crazy not to appreciate it!
Stroking faster now, the redhead rubbed her tit mounds to his face, ramming more of his thick cock in by degrees, hissing and shuddering and clawing his bare back with her fingernails as her first orgasm began to erupt.
"Love it," she moaned, her cunt rippling on his dick, "love to fuck! Oh Jeff, I'm gonna come, honey! Oooooooh, Christ, it's good! Aaaaaagh! Love your meat! Whaaaaa! Mmmm! Fuck me, fuck meee!"
Whipping her exploding cunt faster on his rod, Sally reared back her head and sobbed as wave after wave of ecstasy tore through her sweating flesh, as the office manager's prick throbbed fiercely in her slit. As if reading her mind, Jeff slid his finger up her tingling asshole to intensify her climax, and Sally let out a low scream at the dual thrill.
When she was really hot and coming like this -- his mouth sucking lustfully on a swollen tit, his massive cock gorging her tight cunt, his lewd finger probing her asshole -- the redheaded nympho wanted it everywhere at the same time, in her sweating tits and her burning mouth, up her boiling pussy and narrow asshole all at once, an impossible craving that made her feel as if she were all madly sucking cunt, every quivering inch of her ripe flesh on fire with lust.
Beneath the assault as Sally straddled his pounding hard-on and rode it, Jeff could feel his thick, knot of jism being sucked out of him with ferocious power. She was an incredibly hot piece of ass, all tits and squirming soft ass and feverish cunt, her hands tugging at his hair now as she shuddered fiercely from head to toe, her pussy streaming cunt juice down his cock.
"Gimme your come!" she wailed, jerking her hips madly. She whipped her blazing pussy in a fury on his prick and a moment later Jeff let out a deep groan as he began getting his rocks off in sharp bursts, his cream spattering deep in her sucking pussy, each burst bringing a wild hiss from her throat, her cunt going into delirious spasms of bliss.
For five minutes after she'd sucked his load completely dry, Sally continued spasming and trembling and jerking, raking her nails across his bare shoulders, the thick jism tickling her pussy deliciously.
"It was great," Jeff gasped, slipping his finger out of her burning ass hole to make her wince, "fantastic, Sally. Shit, I really needed that one!"
"You aren't the only one," she panted, slowly climbing off his lap. She took a Kleenex and dabbed fastidiously at the puddle on his chair, then at his cock, always the crisp, efficient secretary.
After the second session, they always took a short break. Sally lit his cigarette for him first, then her own. She sat casually on his desk-top, her silky legs crossed, and her voluptuous nakedness all the more startling in the insurance office, which had the sterile emptiness of most business offices.
"The blonde is hired, right?" she suddenly said. Jeff grinned at her, rolling one of her fat nipples between his fingers to make her moan. "Of course, Sally. You always get your way, baby. Besides, I trust your judgment. It would be nice if I could go through tee motions of in interview first, don't you think?"
"Sure, Jeff. But remember -- I saw her first!"
Jeff stared at her in surprise. This was the first time Sally had ever hinted she might be a switch-hitter.
"I didn't know you swung with girls," he said softly.
Her green eyes smoldered on him. "It's not that men don't satisfy me, honey -- especially you! It's just that I get so hot sometimes, I want to suck and fuck everything! Especially beautiful young girls," she added softly. "I love to eat pussy, if you want to know the truth, Jeff," she whispered, licking her sultry lips and shivering. "Sex with girls isn't necessarily better or worse than screwing guys, it's just different. Wait 'til you see this blonde! I could sixty-nine all night with her. Mmmm."
"I'll be damned," Jeff muttered, his hunch confirmed about the sexy redhead.
"Turn you off?" Sally said, playing with one of her own lush tits now, trembling with lewd excitement at the thought of swinging with the lovely young blonde.
"Hell, no," Jeff grinned, his prick quickly rising hard again. "As a matter of fact, Sally, I was going to sort of ask you about that. About maybe all three of us sometime."
"I'm game," the naked redhead quickly said. She slid off the desk and turned her back to him. Now Sally hunched aver the desktop, pressing her tits against it nod gripping the edge of the desk with her hands to brace herself. Her naked, sensuous as jutted out, weaving lewdly in invitation her thighs spread wide and her feet digging against the floor.
"Just talking about it gets me wild," she panted. "But remember, Jeff, I get her first! Then we'll see about a three-way. You know where I want that whopper of yours now, don't you, honey? All of it! Mmmm, I love it up my ass, so don't be bashful!"
Jeff stood up, his cock quivering.
Although the stacked secretary had gorgeous curves everywhere, her luscious ass was easily her most beautiful feature. Each cheek was a lustfully curved mound of silky flesh, her tiny puckered shitter sucking hungrily between the crack, her pink pussy throbbing beneath her copper-colored cunt-hairs.
Sally hadn't exaggerated when she said she loved it up her beautiful ass. The moment his knob made contact with her little ass hole, she gasped and squirmed impatiently. Jeff gripped a hot cheek in each hand and spread them wide to expose her asshole completely. His cock-head throbbing urgently against the tiny slot, he braced himself for a massive assault.
He slid in with a savage thrust that pushed the breath from Sally's lungs. Tears stung her eyes as the thick burning cock tore deeply into her quivering asshole, a ripping, violent sensation she'd learned to love years ago from her brother's huge prick.
At first, it had been necessary for the lust-crazed redhead to finger fuck herself in order to climax when she was raped in her luscious ass. But now Sally could come all over just from the ripping, boiling, gorging feel of an immense cock stroking in her tender asshole, tearing deep and brutally, making the feverish secretary shudder and wriggle with obscene delight.
"Mmmmm, that's hot delicious ass," groaned Jeff, beginning to pump his long cock in and out of her boiling slit in fierce thrusts. You couldn't really appreciate Sally's wild sexiness until you had her in all three vital places -- her wanton mouth, her tight blazing pussy and her juicy squirming asshole. Each time he slammed forward with a grunt, Sally screamed softly and writhed her naked cheeks against his crotch to add to his excitement.
Now a lewd slapping sound filled the office as Jeff pounded us cock relentlessly into her hotly sucking asshole, shuddering as Sally squeezed her muscles tightly each time he rammed almost to the hilt. She was grinding her hips back to meet his drives, clawing at the desk top and beginning to come from the raw burning pressure up her sweating butt.
"Aaah! That hot dick feels so -- Mmmm! -- so terrific up there, Jeff! Unnnnng, faster, honey, all of it, ALL OF IT!"
Standing behind his moaning secretary, Jeff pistoned his long cock savagely into her ripe cheeks, again feeling his knot of jism being sucked ferociously from his balls by her boiling, thrashing asshole. Then, perversely, he recalled the last time he'd spanked his daughter, only a couple of years ago, the feel of her bare, satiny ass-cheeks trembling with fire beneath his fingers, his prick seeping and then shooting off violently in his pants at the sight and hot feel of her golden cheeks.
And he knew at that moment, as he began exploding his load of cream in the redhead's feverishly sucking asshole, he was going to take his daughter's cherry that week.
All three cherries, dammit!
A man could only be provoked so much, and watching Cindy move around the house in her skintight jeans, with her lovely round ass bouncing and swaying, it was all he could do to keep from ripping off her jeans and plowing into her soft satiny thighs with brutal lust.
"Hot sticky wild up my ass!" sobbed Sally, her burning cheeks quivering violently as Jeff's climax spattered deep in her tingling shitter, kindling an intense orgasm in her soaked pussy. She was actually fucking the edge of the desk now as his immense cock shot off in her buttocks, the searing pressure in her bowels a delicious, indescribable agony to the hot-blooded nympho.
This was the part that made Sally feel wonderfully humble and feminine, a huge dick exploding its liquid fire up her tender checks, the sticky, pungent fountain tickling and thrilling her asshole with obscene bliss.
Gasping, Jeff slipped his limp cock out of her eagerly sucking asshole and heaved for breath. Still Sally kept coming, moaning and panting and rubbing her dripping pussy feverishly on the sharp edges of the desk. This was the way she loved it, when her tender cheeks got ravaged -- sudden, brutal, deep-ripping lunges that left her breathless with pain and lewd ecstasy, her asshole burning with raw lust.
Sally slowly stood up, still trembling with excitement. They both glanced at the clock on his wall -- damn, the lunch hour was up! Jeff could, and occasionally did, take an extra half hour or even an hour for lunch. But Monday was a busy day, dammit, and the rest of the office help had enough to gossip about when they saw the sensuous redhead go into his office every day at noon for an hour.
Neither the office manager nor his stacked secretary gave a damn about what the rest of them thought. But when Jeff fucked Sally in her gorgeous hot tits, he liked to take his time and hated interruptions. It was his firm rule that no one ever interrupt him during his lunch hour, but once one o'clock came, it was back to business and his phone would start ringing incessantly.
They dressed quickly. Once again Sally was the cool-eyed, composed and totally efficient secretary when she got her clothes on. Stripping them off always stripped her down to her wild, insatiable passion, but dressed for business, the voluptuous redhead was all business.
"About that Fairwell claims report," Sally said crisply, smoothing down her dress. "How many copies do you want?"
"About that blonde," Jeff said quickly. "When can you get her here for an interview? And when can the three of us have a little party?"
"After I get mine," Sally said defiantly, her eyes gleaming angrily now. Once she was satisfied, once the fire in her mouth and hot pussy and lewd asshole had been temporarily soothed, she immediately took control again. Obviously, she wanted the luscious blonde to herself -- at first, anyway.
Two minutes later, Sally was back at her own desk in the outer office, typing rapidly away as though nothing had ever happened during lunch.
But there was a warm tingling in her lips and tongue, a fiery soft glow in her gently throbbing cunt, a wild burning in her asshole that was deeply delicious to her.
It wouldn't last.
By six o'clock tonight, she'd be restless and aroused again. By seven, she'd be hot. By eight o'clock, she'd be crazy for sex once more, wild-eyed and panting and frantic for hot action.
She had the blonde's address and phone number. The girl was single, new in town. Tonight, Sally had already decided, she'd pull out all the stops and try to swing with her, use every cunning trick of seduction she knew to make the foxy creature, to hook her on her brand of thrilling sex.
And when the sultry, lust-crazed redhead pulled out all the stops, she was absolute hell on wheels, all fiery lips and hot tits and madly swinging ass and caressing fingers.
Tonight, Sally would have her first sweet young pussy in weeks. The mere thought of the blonde's silky thighs wrapped around her head sent tremors of obscene excitement racing through her lips and tongue.
And if Sally really went to town, sit might persuade the girl to spend the night with her.
Meaning no sleep for either of them, a torrid night-long clash of sixty-nine, of sucking and fucking and wild teasing and breathless tit-sucking and ass-licking and every conceivable depraved trick Sally had ever learned.
But there were a few startling tricks in store for the redheaded nympho too, surprises from the sexy blonde that would leave Sally shocked and tormented, on the very brink of losing her mind.
And begging, on her hands and knees, for more!
CHAPTER THREE
The call came at four-thirty that afternoon, leaving Laura wide-eyed with excitement. It was from the redheaded receptionist at the insurance company where Laura had left an application this morning.
She'd gotten the job, the very first one she'd looked for.
But even more exciting was the redhead's warm friendliness. Sally had invited the blonde over to her apartment for dinner tonight, promising to clue her in on the job and the other workers. Having been in town only a few days and with no friends yet, the eighteen-year old was both flattered and excited.
Laura drew a hot bath in her new apartment, which was still unfurnished except for a bed and the kitchen. The apartment was also her first, since she'd left home just a week ago. Her home was a small town in Illinois, and the reason Laura had left was that her steady boyfriend had married someone else.
She'd be damned if she'd stick around and watch the pitying looks from her friends and neighbors!
Laura stood naked in the bathroom in front of the full-length mirror while the tub filled. She was what was known, once upon a time, as a nice girl, and she looked it -- clean, wholesome, lovely, a tribute to decency and small-town America. And although she had a gorgeous body, slender and tawny-skinned with beautifully rounded tits, their nipples hot and dusky, a narrow waist flaring out to lusciously curved hips and satiny thighs, Laura had had sex less than a dozen times in her life, and only with one man.
She was very naive.
And it was this innocence that had lost her her boyfriend to another girl. Because she'd refused to go down on him, or let him screw her anywhere but in her tight, tender little pussy, telling him that in time she'd learn to relax.
While she was learning to relax, her boyfriend had met another girl, a hot brunette who was already very relaxed when it came to sex. Since Laura's boyfriend had plenty of money, coming from a wealthy family, the brunette proceeded to turn him on with the hottest blowjob of his life, insisting he ram her plump, juicy ass in the bargain.
While Laura was lovelier and sexier to look at than the brunette, the other girl knew exactly what the boyfriend wanted -- and she gave it to him with everything she had, her lush tits and wanton ass and fiery mouth and madly sucking pussy.
The results were swift and shattering. Two weeks later Laura's boyfriend and the cunning brunette, also a secretary, were married.
As innocent and inexperienced as she was, it wasn't hard for Laura to figure out what happened, especially once she'd met the other girl, who gloated with triumph.
So the young blonde had run off to California, determined to learn everything the brunette knew -- and more. But not in her own home town, where her parents were respectable, bible thumping citizens.
Now Laura sank into the steaming bathtub, sighing deeply. She rested one tapered, silken leg along the rim of the tub and slowly trailed her fingers up her soft thigh. She was very horny right now, because good news always excited her sexually. Normally, the eighteen-year old finger fucked herself in a slow, dreamy, hour-long orgy, building up her seething passion by degrees until it was smoldering fiercely, then getting her rocks off in an explosion of relief.
Instead, she resisted the urge and lathered soap on her hot tits, shivering with desire. She suspected the truth about losing her boyfriend to the brunette that it was really his fault, because he never really took the time to turn her on, arouse her so that she was hot and primed to the hilt first. He always wanted to kiss for three minutes and then fuck all at once, like an animal.
Laura was one of those girls who had a profound passion, but it still lay locked inside her loins, waiting to be turned on by a tender lover. She was slow to beat up, but once she was on fire, she was a feverish woman who came in great, shattering waves of ecstasy, sobbing and moaning and thrashing uncontrollably. So far, the only one who'd ever turned her smoldering lust on was herself!
She'd never really had a full orgasm with her boyfriend, just getting hot and ready when he was already shooting his load. She'd always ended up frustrated, but bearing it in grim silence, preferring to masturbate when she got home that night.
Laura's boyfriend had never eaten her pussy, either, so that her total sex-experience was simply straight screwing, with her beneath.
And because her natural passion was extremely deep, waiting only for some cunning partner open her gates, she was very ripe for new experiences.
Especially strange ones.
Now, as the softly panting blonde lay in her bath, she found herself getting more aroused by the minute as she stroked her own naked tits. She had to be over at Sally's at seven, and she had plenty of time to masturbate if she wanted, but something inside her, an instinct or a premonition, told her sharply not to indulge.
To save her lust.
It took a fierce effort of will, but Laura got through her bath without finger-fucking, listening to her instincts. Like a lot of sexy girls who were clean-cut and wholesome on the surface, the blonde also had a sharp bitchy streak which came out at odd times. This bitchy streak was nothing more than a certain penchant for cruelty, which was aggravated by losing her boyfriend to another girl only weeks before.
As a result, by the time Laura was fully dressed and ready to leave her apartment, she was a seething volcano of intense emotions and excitement. She looked wildly exciting in her tight-fitting black dress and makeup, her skin glowing and her long golden hair shimmering. Still wholesome, but very sexy and delicious.
In fact, she looked good enough to eat -- and not just eat, but wolf den.
If sexual frustration had its penalties, it also had its rewards. Her pent-up lust made her look more desirable than ever, adding a sheen to her hair and a luster to her wide blue eyes, flushing her skin. When the blonde was like this, she was very touchy, sensitive.
And her bitchy streak smoldered just beneath the surface of her sexiness, ready to lash out with surprising viciousness.
It was a deadly combination in a luscious, eighteen-year old blonde -- sexual frustration and hidden anger, and intense emotional excitement over getting her first job.
A very deadly combination, when you sparked it with a sultry, redheaded nymphomaniac who loved to eat hot young pussy.
* * *
There were subtle erotic overtones to Sally's apartment, in the plush black sofa and chairs, the thick crimson rugs, the suggestion of something sensuous and hidden in the air.
But there was nothing hidden about Sally's sexiness tonight.
Her creamy ripe tits billowed over a low-cut dress that also emphasized her gorgeous ass and shapely legs. Her lips were coated with thick, ruby red lipstick and dark eye shadow over her green eyes made them glow hotly.
The moment she saw Laura, she almost started gushing in her panties. God, what a honey! A tawny, wanton-eyed, lovely-assed blonde, still sweet and wholesome and so delicious-looking Sally lost her appetite for everything but those softly rounded tits and tender young thighs.
When the redhead wanted to, she could turn on the charm like a smooth, silken gusher. She did just that as she served a light dinner, small steak and salad and lots of wine. She didn't like to swing on a full stomach. During dinner by candlelight she told the fascinated girl all about Acme Insurance, how Laura would work in the typing pool at first, which girls were friendly and which treacherous.
After dinner they settled on the black sofa with fresh glasses of wine, to a background of dance music. Sally liked rock, but not for purposes of seduction. As far as she could tell, Laura was as square as she looked, as naive and trusting as her wide blue eyes suggested.
Still, the redheaded switch-hitter could sharply sense a strange streak in the blonde. She was just a little too wholesome and yummy and wide eyed! Nothing was ever as simple as it looked on the surface, least of all sexy girls.
Deliberately, Sally turned the talk to sex. She told Laura which salesmen to watch out for, where she could go to meet young guys.
"Could we go tonight?" Laura asked quickly.
As Sally guessed, the blonde was hot for action, which suited her intentions perfectly. "I had something else in mind for tonight, honey," she said softly, putting a hand on Laura's knee, just below her hem. Sally was very confident with girls, based on long experience. Unlike most men, she knew that when a girl said no, it didn't mean a damn thing. It was the physical response that counted. Now she moved in closer to the girl, lowering her voice.
"Ever have a guy go down on you, Laura?" she whispered.
The blonde's face reddened but she couldn't take her eyes off Sally's smoldering gaze. "No."
"Terrific," Sally murmured, beginning to slide her fingers gently up the blonde's hot thigh, caressing the silky inner flesh. Laura's thighs parted just an inch or two -- enough to tell Sally what she wanted to know.
The girl was dying for it, as much as Sally!
At this moment, Laura wished she had finger fucked herself in her bath, because she was getting intensely aroused, wondering what the sultry redhead was going to do next. A wild curiosity was rising in Laura, along with her seething frustration.
"It's terrific," Sally went on, "except they're so damn crude, honey. There's nothing -- I mean nothing -- like having your hot pussy eaten out by someone who loves to do it. Did you know girls are always nicer to girls than men? They know how to really please a girl, how to give her little pussy all the tender sweet loving it needs!"
The words were having exactly the effect Sally wanted. Nice girls were always outwardly shocked and secretly excited by lewd talk, and Laura was no exception. She was panting rapidly now, her thighs spreading wider as the redhead's fingers cupped her pulsing cunt through her panties and very gently squeezed to make the blonde shudder.
"Sally -- what are you doing? I mean, what do you want to do to me?" she whispered hoarsely. "God I'm so hot! -- I was going to masturbate just before I came over here, but I didn't and I think I should have!"
"I'll do it for you, Laura," Sally promised feverishly. Her lips brushed the blonde's silky throat and a low moan came from Laura. So that's why she was so hot! She'd started to finger-fuck herself and didn't get her rocks off, leaving her trembling and anxious.
Sally slipped a finger inside the burning crotch of Laura's panties and found her juicy cunt-lips. The moment she stroked her finger in the boiling flesh, Laura gripped it lustfully and began sobbing, jerking her hips and awkwardly fucking Sally's hand, on fire with passion.
Normally Sally would have masturbated her for at least five minutes in this position, get her too aroused to change her mind. But she knew there was no danger of that with Laura. The girl was almost delirious with excitement, hissing and sobbing and squirming her ass hotly on the sofa.
Jesus, if her cunt tasted half as delicious and lustful as it felt thrashing on Sally's finger! Quickly the secretary slipped her finger out and licked it, trembling with delight as the blonde shook her head and wailed, "No, don't stop, Sally! I'm too damn worked up! Please, I need it tonight, just finger fuck me, that's all, pleeeeeeze?"
"That's all, hell," Sally said, hefting the blonde's warm tits in her hands and squeezing lewdly. "That's barely for starters, baby! I stopped because I want us both to get undressed. It's a lot more fun that way."
Following Sally's lead, Laura stood up and they watched each other with gleaming eyes as they stripped naked. Low urgent sounds came from the redhead's throat when she saw Laura's tawny flesh in the nude, lovely hot tits panting feverishly, ass impatiently undulating her adorably curly nest of golden cunt-hairs soaked with her juices.
And the wildest hunger of her life rose up in Sally's pounding blood. For some odd reason, she'd always favored blondes anyway. It could have been her imagination, but they seemed to have juicier, hotter cunts and sweeter tits, especially young blondes like Laura.
Except she'd never had one as sexy and stunning as the eighteen-year old now trembling fiercely and softly crying in front of her, waiting for Sally to make the first move, obviously not knowing what to do. The feel of Sally's lusty finger up her throbbing pussy had almost triggered a violent climax in seconds. The idea of another girl finger-fucking her, especially a sexy redhead like Sally, fired her excitement tremendously.
And Sally's naked body added to her wild excitement. She had proud, lush tits, much bigger than Laura's, but then Sally was voluptuously ripe, almost buxom, with beautifully curved hips and buttocks.
Now the redhead stepped close to her and hugged her tightly, rubbing her hot naked tits to Laura's passionately, grinding her burning wet pussy to the blonde's lasciviously, French-kissing the younger girl with frantic moans.
Laura was so aroused at this, her first sex contact with another girl, she thought she would begin coming while they embraced.
But while Sally Frenched her and played with her luscious bare ass-cheeks and rubbed their pussies together to create a delicious friction, her mind was racing, trying to decide which urge to give in to first.
She desperately wanted to hook the girl, turn her on so fiercely she would be her steady girlfriend -- in addition to having Jeff for lunch every day. If she could swing, with the office manager for lunch and make it every night with the hot-breasted, ripe-assed blonde, Sally felt as if she would be in Paradise.
And as badly as she wanted to simply push Laura down on the sofa and dig her frenzied mouth into her juicy hot cunt, suck her sweet pussy off until she screamed far mercy and then fainted, only to wake up begging for more of Sally's diabolical tongue, the redhead went at her task with her usual crisp efficiency.
She decided to finger-fuck the girl first, take the edge off her frantic excitement, then give her the most wanton, nerve-racking, hotly thrilling blowjob of her life -- before introducing her to sixty-nine, and other bizarre games Sally had in mind.
It wouldn't be easy, but she would hold her maddening hunger in check long enough to give Laura redhead, seeing Sally's wet fingers pumping lustfully in and out of her pink pussy while Laura cried and wriggled and sprayed cunt-juice all over Sally's hand, arching her back and thrusting out her tawny tits with feverish ecstasy.
Again and again Laura climaxed with delirious joy, twisting her head around to bite Sally on the lips while she fucked the redhead's stroking fingers savagely. Laura raised her knees and dug her heels into Sally's thin ribs.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Gonna eat your hot pussy now," whispered the redhead in Laura's ear, slipping out her dripping fingers. "Get off me, honey, then lie down on the sofa. Hurry, baby!"
Trembling and sobbing, Laura obeyed. She lay back on the plush black sofa, still coming in soft, lingering waves from her wild finger-fucking session with Sally. She raised one tapered leg and rested it on the top of the sofa, the other stretched out to the floor so that her pulsing pink pussy was completely exposed.
For a minute Sally lay on top of her, kissing her on the lips while she rubbed their hot pussies together in a dreamy friction. Then Sally began her familiar downward journey, pausing to clutch a tawny naked tit in her greedy fingers and suck on the dusky nipple, sending the blonde into spasms of new excitement. No one had ever sucked on Laura's tender tits before, and the tingling was driving her mad with anticipation.
Now Sally slid her burning lips down over Laura's silky belly. She knelt between the girl's wide-spread thighs, gripping her ripe, lovely ass in her hands and lifting it off the sofa, staring hypnotically into her rosy, sucking young cunt.
There was nothing in the world as artistic and divine to the redhead as a delicate young pussy, framed by curly soft hairs. This one looked exactly like a shining rosebud, begging to be kissed and licked and nibbled, pulsing feverishly before Sally's gleaming eyes. A whiff of exquisite cunt fragrance drifted up to Sally's nostrils and she breathed deeply, her tongue flicking out to barely brush the soft hot lips.
"Oooooooh! Oh yes, Sally, please do it, please eat me! Oh this is torture, don't tease me, just... just... oh my God! Oh my God! Oh Salleee! Wowwwwwww!"
Up to this point, Laura had no idea what it would be like. She assumed it would be as wildly exciting as being finger-fucked by the sexy redhead, perhaps even more so. But she didn't expect this!
One moment the sobbing blonde twitched and trembled with agonizing suspense. And the next the most shattering, fantastic, spine-tingling thrill of her entire life shot through her feverish cunt like an electric current. She arched her back and screamed and twined her fingers in Sally's hair, tugging fiercely as another, hotter wave of maddening pleasure tore through her tender pussy.
Sally lapped deep with her frenzied hot tongue, scooping up Laura's boiling cunt juice with naked lust, rolling it around her mouth to savor it before gulping it happily down and probing for more.
But Laura wasn't the only one who was startled. In the course of her life, Sally had gone down on numerous girls and more than a few housewives whose husbands couldn't satisfy them. But in her wildest fantasies, and in all the passionately screaming girls she'd sucked off, none had tasted like this! The blonde's juicy slit was pure nectar and silk and fire, a hot, thrilling animal sucking madly back at her lips, gushing the sweetest juices Sally had ever tasted, a squirming, wriggling, fiery, wildly delicious piece of loving young pussy!
Once her initial hunger was satisfied, Sally went to work in earnest on Laura, intent on giving her a blowjob she wouldn't forget as long as she lived.
After frantically sucking at her exploding cunt for five minutes, Sally slowed down her feverish laps and kisses. She found the blonde's tiny clit bud, sucked it gently for a minute while she swirled her tongue around the button to make Laura shudder and cry with unbearable joy. Then she slid her mouth down a few inches, dipped her nose into the girl's succulent pussy and tickled her tiny ass hole with her tongue-tip.
Then she rammed her tongue deep into Laura's asshole, wriggling it hotly to make the blonde almost faint with rapture.
Now Sally shifted her attention from Laura's burning tender asshole back to her juicy cunt, devouring her lovingly with dreamy licks of her tongue in the silky flesh to bring low hisses and moans from the blonde's throat.
Tears streamed down Laura's face and she shook her head from side to side as she fucked the redhead's lustful mouth, the shattering new experience making her blood pound. Good God, what she'd been missing all these years! Being eaten by Sally was like having a volcano explode in your loins, and she just couldn't stop erupting. She couldn't stop coming and she was afraid she'd lose her mind with sheer happiness.
Now, panting furiously, Laura dug her bare heels into the secretary's shoulders and crushed Sally's face savagely to her boiling pussy as the wildest climax yet began to shudder and spasm in her fiercely sucking cunt. Every inch of her tawny hot flesh was on fire, soaked with perspiration, tingling with ecstasy as she came in molten gushes again over Sally's eager face, her ass lifting high off the sofa, undulating in mad spasms.
"All night!" Laura cried, arching her body like a bow. "Do it to me all night, darling! Eat my pussy, so good, so -- whooooooeee! -- so hot, oh Jesus, suck it!"
Between her burning thighs, Sally needed no urging. She was obsessed with the blonde's delicious cunt, unable to get enough of her honey, almost suffocating between her moist thighs as she moaned incoherently and lapped and sucked and kissed at the sweet flesh, slipping a finger up Laura's tender asshole at the same time to give her a shattering new thrill.
At any moment, she didn't give a damn if she did suffocate -- what a way to go!
Even the eighteen-year olds asshole was juicy to Sally and the feel of her ripe silken ass-flesh burning and trembling in her fingers made Sally want to stop everything and just kiss and bite the gorgeous mounds.
Slowly, Sally realized that Laura was slipping down onto the carpet, bringing her with her. Then the blonde did a sudden rollover, so that the feverish redhead was suddenly an her back with Laura hunched aver her, fucking her face in obscene, grinding motions. Now Laura was shifting her body around in reverse, still hugging her thrashing pussy to Sally's honey-smeared face. She hunched over the older girl, her face directly over Sally's hotly sucking pussy. Clutching the redhead's hips in her hands, she burrowed her lips in Sally's wet pussy.
And issued a soft cry of delight. It was delicious! Eager to taste more, Laura snaked her tongue deep into the juicy flesh, lapping feverishly, and now both girls rocked and squirmed in wanton ecstasy as they sixty-nined, steaming thighs rubbing lustfully to each other's mouths.
Oral sex was a profound revelation for the eighteen-year-old blonde -- late in coming, but all the more exciting because of the delay. She loved going down on a passion-soaked cunt, Laura quickly discovered, and now a contest of thrills began between the two moaning girls, the blonde eagerly following every obscene maneuver of the redhead's, sucking her swollen clit when Sally did that to her, slithering her tongue up her hot asshole when Sally's fiery tongue shot hungrily up hers.
With their hot tits digging into each other's bellies, their hands clawing each other's breasts and silky buttocks, they began coming together in wild, shattering waves, Sally's face smeared obscenely with fragrant cunt-juice, her pussy erupting in a violent orgasm from Laura's awkward but ravenous lips and tongue.
Only when she was at the peak of her hottest climax, licking the blonde's pussy in a frenzy of excitement did Sally realized the startling truth -- it was Laura who was sitting on her face instead of vice-versa!
The tawny, madly aroused blonde had cleverly rolled over to pin Sally down with her burning thighs so she could lewdly rub her gushing crack to the redhead's mouth, her hot naked ass-cheeks grinding to Sally's face.
She was just getting into swinging with girls and she was already on top!
Sally should have suspected then that there was much more to the wide-eyed secretary than the innocent sweetness she showed on the surface. But she was far too excited as they panted and squirmed in torrid sixty-nine, coming again and again in each other's mouths, sating each other's powerful sex-hunger to the hilt, pausing only to slow down their sucking and kissing and teasing so they could regain their energy, once again going into a frenzy of mad sucking so they could climax at the same time.
At last Laura rolled off her feverish partner, gasping for breath. The two women lay sprawled on the carpet, their faces smeared with each other's sticky cunt-j juices.
"Oh Jesus," moaned Laura, still trembling from head to toe from her overwhelming introduction to sixty-nine with a sexy nymphomaniac. Her bare flesh was covered with sweat, giving her a glossy, sleek sensuousness, like a wild animal in beat.
Sally got fresh glasses of wine and then sprawled next to Laura on the carpet. They smoked and sipped wine, with Sally constantly running her fingers over the girl's burning flesh. Christ, she'd give anything to have this every night!
She'd even become Laura's sex-slave, if necessary.
That was the first time such a thought had ever occurred to the sultry redhead, who always assumed she was on top with a guy or a girl. But not this one. This one brought something wild and yet humble and helpless out of her, driving her cunt crazy, so that all she wanted to do was please the luscious young secretary, give in to her every whim.
And then Sally did something very odd for her -- she began licking Laura's sleek hot body everywhere, like an eager puppy, starting at the soles of her feet and working slowly up her silky thighs, kissing in a fringe around her fragrant pussy but not touching it, working her way up to Laura's ripe tits. Then she nudged the blonde over on her back and went downward, pausing to kiss and suck each ass-cheek humbly, running her tongue up the crack of Laura's satiny ass to make her shiver and moan.
Then back down her legs, licking the rounded calves with dreamy lasciviousness, down again to the soles of her feet. She'd had girls give her a tongue-bath like that, and it got you so hot you could faint. And it worked on Laura the same way, so that now she was jerking her ass softly and undulating her hips, rubbing her fingers in lust over her tits.
"Hot again," she moaned. "Eat me, Sally. Suck me off!"
"I've got something different for you," the redhead whispered, and she hurried into her bedroom. She came back with an immense cock shaped vibrator, which had a harness attached to it.
The prick was curved upward, with a gigantic crimson knob crowning its thick length. Beneath the dildo was a button, which switched on two batteries that made it leap and quiver fiercely. It was a three-speed whopper, and the slow speed was deliciously sexy in a girl's tight pussy, getting her rocks off very slowly but with vivid thrills.
The medium speed was for ordinary hot fucking. But the high speed was incredibly shattering in a girl's fiery slit, humming and quivering so fast she couldn't catch her breath, hundreds of electrifying jolts ripping through her loins like a rapid series of tiny electric shocks.
The dildo had been custom-designed in Hong Kong by, Sally guessed, a diabolical genius. You started off with the slow speed, went to medium, and then for the clincher switched it on high, which always caught them stunned, just when they thought it couldn't get any wilder.
There had been a red warning sign in the box with the artificial monster, which was covered with hundreds of tiny mounds, like lewd pimples. Whoever had designed it thoroughly understood... the sensitivity of a passionate pussy, because in unscrupulous hands it could be an instrument of sheer torture.
The sign read: CAUTION! USE HIGH SPEED AT YOUR OWN RISK, NEVER FOR MORE. THAN THREE MINUTES!
And once, just for curiosity's sake, Sally had strapped the harness on and screwed a sexy young nurse at high speed for more than five minutes. The girl finally fainted, but when she came to she couldn't keep her hands off Sally, in a frenzy for sex all night, not giving the redhead ten seconds rest, begging to be fucked again and again. By the time she left the next morning, Sally was in a state of collapse and the feverish nurse was almost ready for a strait-jacket.
Now Sally strapped the colossal cock onto her. Laura watched her through smoldering eyes, panting and weaving her hips, her pussy sucking eagerly.
"God that's big!" she whispered. "Don't hurt me, Sally!"
"Won't hurt you, darling," the secretary crooned, "not in a million years, angel-pussy! Gonna love you like you've never had it before, Laura. Make you so happy you'll think you're in heaven!"
Sally mounted the trembling blonde, who spread her thighs wide and drew up her knees. Sally switched the cock on and guided the huge head inside Laura's pussy-lips carefully.
The girl let out a deep hissing sound and shook her head. "Oh Christ, that's wild! Oooooooh, oh God, fuck me, darling, fuck me, Sally, fuck meee!"
On slow speed, the redhead stroked slowly and sensuously inside the younger girl's cunt, the tiny mounds sparking fantastic thrills in Laura's tight pussy, making her cry softly and rub Sally's naked ass lovingly.
Sally always enjoyed herself tremendously when she fucked girls, kissing and biting their lips, grinding her hot swollen fits lustfully to theirs, shifting her lunges from side-to-side to up-and-down and then in wide circles to drive them almost mad with raw pleasure.
She waited until the shuddering blonde got her rocks off on slow speed, arching her back and impaling her cunt in slow, powerful thrusts of her hips.
Then Sally switched to medium, and instantly Laura responded.
"Ahhhh, darling. Oooo, yes, fuck me harder, minmmmmmf! Fuck me all night, Sally, oh my Christ -- Wowwwwwww!"
For fifteen minutes she rammed the huge prick steadily in and out of Laura's dripping, spasming pussy, their naked sweating flesh rubbing passionately together, Laura's sharp teeth leaving red marks on Sally's shoulders. It was the fuck of the blonde's life, a relentless, thrilling, and mind-reeling experience, each orgasm followed by a hotter one as the gigantic cock quivered and sent fierce currents of ecstasy through her tender cunt.
And then just when Laura thought she'd reached the pinnacle of her wild passion, Sally switched the dildo on high speed.
"Good -- oh shit! Good God Sally! Oh Jeeezus! Mercy! I'm going mad with -- aaaargh! -- with happiness!"
Now the delirious blonde was a clawing, savagely biting animal, swinging her hips in a frenzy of heat, the thrills in her exploding cunt unbearable to her delicate nerves...
"Losing my -- ooooooooooo! -- my mind! Going crazzzyyy!" wailed Laura, crying and pounding Sally's back with her fists as the very pit of her loins seemed to burst in blinding flashes. She raised her legs high and scissor them out behind Sally's back, her sleek nakedness going into violent spasms of excitement. Her pussy was gorged to bursting, jolted by breathtaking currents of raw passion as Sally fucked her mercilessly, in massive lunges of her hips.
A high scream came from the blonde's lips and she suddenly fainted.
CHAPTER FIVE
Panting, Sally slowly eased out the colossal rod and switched it off. She just couldn't stop herself, dammit! So excited by her tawny beauty, her delicious cunt and sweet silky tits she'd lost control.
But Laura seemed all right now, her eyelids fluttering and her hips still twitching, but slower now.
"Are you okay?" Sally asked with concern.
"I lost my sanity but aside from that I'm fine," moaned Laura. There was a fierce glow in her trembling pussy, a feeling of profound satisfaction she'd never had before. But the violent act had kindled something strange in her blood, a feeling of cruelty. So Sally liked to rape hot girls with big dicks, did she?
"Let me do it to you," the blonde suggested innocently.
"Sure, darling, I was about to ask you for my turn," said the redhead eagerly. She unstrapped the harness and Laura sat up while Sally secured it to her hips. She showed her where the switch and the three-speed button was located beneath its base. But when Sally lay back and spread her thighs eagerly, Laura shook her head.
"No, get on all fours, Sally. I'll screw you from behind."
Sally would have preferred face-to-face because she wanted to suck on the blonde's gorgeous tits meanwhile, but she was far too excited to protest. She rolled over on the carpet and folded her knees under her, her ripe ass weaving in the air impatiently.
Once again Laura had managed to get her way at sex. She knelt behind Sally's creamy naked ass and switched the dildo on low speed. Her boyfriend had fucked her in this position a few times, and she didn't particularly like it -- with him, anyway -- but she had to admit he could shove more of his long rod in that way.
Gripping the redhead's naked ass in her hands, Laura eased the prick in and began pumping gently in Sally's hotly sucking pussy, listening to her wild sobs of joy, squeezing her ass-cheeks lewdly, reaching beneath the cock with one hand to tickle Sally's clit-bud, which drove her almost insane with delight.
Now, the blonde thought with eerie triumph, she knew what it felt like to fuck a helpless girl, and she loved the heady feeling of power, of obscene relish. She peered down as Sally's cunt squirmed and sucked fiercely on the pistoning prick to coat its pimpled surface with gushes of cunt-juice.
Laura switched it to the middle speed, and stroked faster and harder, bringing low screams of wanton joy from Sally's throat. The redhead wriggled her ass passionately and clawed at the carpet beneath her, coming in delicious shudders.
Their naked bodies covered with glossy sweat, Laura glanced over at the mirror on the wall and watched herself and Sally with lustful fascination. She'd never seen anything so depraved or exciting in her life, not even the obscene pictures her boyfriend often showed her. There was something fiercely arousing at the sight of her in the hot, perverted act of fucking Sally, pumping the huge cock savagely into her pink pussy to make the redhead scream and moan in lust, wriggling her ass furiously.
But the view of her own sleek nakedness fired Laura to the hottest pitch of all. Her sleek skin was shiny with sweat, her swollen this out-thrust, her luscious ass bouncing as the plunged with brutal passion. Christ, she was sexy! She'd never realized before just how incredibly sexy and striking she really was. It took the contra of Sally's creamy reputes against her tawny flesh to bring out her wanton loveliness.
And her smoldering cruelty.
She switched the colossal rod onto high speed and instantly Sally was pounding her fists on the carpet and jerking her ass deliriously, coming in feverish spasms of excitement. Behind her, Laura was tickling her tit-bud while she raped her and the effect on the nympho was shattering. She came in hot frantic gushes of honey, the wildest orgasm she'd ever had, thrilled beyond her most exciting fantasies. She'd had girls screw her before, but not sleek, hot-breasted, madly sexy Laura!
Suddenly the blonde jerked back, pulling out the dildo.
Sally froze in an agony of suspense, pleading for her to ram it back in, begging her with tears in her eyes. She was in the middle of an intense orgasm and every nerve in her body screamed in protest.
Kneeling between her thighs, Laura placed the huge dick-head squarely against Sally's tiny asshole. Before the redhead realized what was happening, her partner shoved it in her asshole with savage force.
A scream rose in Sally's throat and her entire naked body quivered for a few moments. She'd been stunned into shock by the searing, massively pounding cock up her tender ass. She didn't believe such pure white-hot agony existed until now.
Behind her, the blonde grinned with feverish excitement, with obscene power. She began raping Sally's creamy ass with fierce, merciless strokes of the huge vibrator, digging her fingers harshly into her velvety cheeks low moans of pleasure streaming from Laura's lips.
"Oh God!" cried the redhead, shaking her head and trying not to move her hips so much as an inch. The slightest movement caused blazing jolts of anguish to rip through her ass. "Laura, for God's sake -- eeeeeeeeee! Darling, no more, no more, I'm being torn in two! Urinnnng!"
"Like it," panted the blond, pumping harder, feeling hot tingles of ecstasy in her own pussy as Sally quivered and cried. "Love it, Sally! Take this and this and this!"
With the last word, Laura rammed almost to the hilt in Sally's ripe ass-flesh. On high speed, the gigantic cock sent breathtaking bolts of pain pleasure through Sally's bowels, sensations so nerve-racking Sally tried to faint, but failed.
Just when she felt her mind beginning to unhinge from sheer pain, it happened: Sally grew hotter than she'd ever been in all the years of her depraved swinging with both sexes. The blazing pressure up her ass abruptly became a maddening wave of thrills, and in that fateful moment the redheaded nympho could no longer distinguish between torture and ecstasy, between pain and pleasure. She was getting her rocks off in pure, savage torture!
"Yes!" she wailed, swinging her hips back to meet Laura's brutal strokes. "Fuck my ass! Aaaaaagh! Harder, faster! Baby, it's wild, fuck me with all of it! Oooooooh!"
Now both naked secretaries were coming at the same time, Laura from pure pent-up cruelty and bitchiness, Sally from profound excitement as the sexy blonde ravaged her hot silken ass. Sally's wanton screams mingled with the blonde's feverish groans as Laura fucked her with brute power.
But the swift changes that occurred in both lust crazed girls were much deeper than they suspected. The warning that came with the huge vibrator was deadly serious. From now on, because of the raw intensity of her nerve-screaming pleasure, the hundreds of tiny pimples on the humming cock sparking furious bursts of ecstasy up her tender ass, Sally would no longer be able to come without savage punishment.
She was now unwittingly hooked on pain.
And Laura, reeking with triumph as she raped her hot, madly sexy partner, now had her first taste of obscene power and would crave more and more as time went by.
The blonde hunched forward on top of Sally, digging her tits into her back and reaching down to clutch the redhead's dangling tits. She squeezed them lewdly as she raped Sally's trembling asscheeks, sinking her teeth into the nape of Sally's neck like a frenzied animal.
Two minutes later she slipped the dildo out of the sobbing nymph's butt and collapsed beside her on the carpet, exhausted. Still Sally cried and lunged her hips and kept climaxing, unable to control her violent excitement.
They spent that night together. At three a.m., Laura woke to a hot frantic licking of her pussy, a delicious way to wake up and in minutes she was coming all over Sally's eager face. A few minutes later, they were locked in savage sixty-nine once more, more torrid and thrilling than their earlier clash.
At seven, Sally brought the sleeping blonde breakfast in bed, fussing over her with breathless excitement. And as Laura lazily ate breakfast, Sally, unable to keep her hands off the girl's tawny nakedness, gently caressed her tits and belly and stroked her hot thighs. The blonde knew with devastating certainty that the lush redhead was hooked on her.
She had her awn gorgeous sex-slave!
And there was no doubt in either of their minds that Sally was her sex-slave by now. She lit her cigarette for her eagerly, already thinking of presents she'd buy for Laura. While Laura began thinking of various services her adoring slave could perform for her -- like picking up handsome young studs and bringing them to her.
And sweet young girls, too, now that Laura had discovered the delights of hot pussy-eating.
Laura was not scheduled to go to work until the following Monday, six days away. She still had a lot of things to do, though, shopping for furniture and items for her new apartment, buying clothes for the office. While she was toying with those thoughts, Sally was mentally purchasing sexy under things for the blonde, see-through bras and panties, erotic nighttimes, lavish jewelry.
And a whip and some rope, too.
Because delicious tremors of excitement were racing through the nymph's blood as she imagined Laura tying her down on the bed, spread-eagling her on her back so she could tease and torment Sally without mercy before finally giving her a maddeningly hot orgasm.
Sally dressed quickly for work, while Laura lazily lay sprawled in bed, smoking and sipping coffee. Fully dressed and ready to leave, Sally humbly kissed each of the blonde's dusky hot nipples, then her belly, then her inner thighs, Sally's breath coming feverishly at the fragrance of the girl's gently sucking pussy. Damn, if only she had time for a quickie!
But Sally was a very conscientious secretary and wouldn't dream of spoiling her perfect record by being late.
"I'll see you tonight, won't I, darling?" Sally asked anxiously, her heart hammering at the thought.
Laura grinned, a lascivious curve of her ripe lips. "Maybe. I don't know, darling. I might just feel like swinging with a man tonight."
"Any man in particular?" Sally asked quickly. "I mean, honey, I can get one for you, a real stud, hung, you know? All I'd want to do is watch... if that's okay with you."
"I'll think about it," Laura said casually. "Call me at my place this afternoon."
"Of course," Sally nodded eagerly. She paused. "There's money here in my top dresser drawer, beneath my panties if you need any, Laura. There's about a hundred in cash there. If you need more, you just let me know, okay?"
"What do I look like, a whore?" Laura said softly.
"I didn't mean it that way," the redhead said, almost beginning to cry at the thought of offending the luscious girl she adored. "You can pay me back!"
"Sure, I'll keep it in mind," Laura murmured. Sally left for work.
Still in bed, Laura lit another cigarette, grinning broadly. This was quite a switch from being jilted by some jerk with a big bank account and crude manners in bed.
She'd only been in town a few days, and she already had a good-paying job, a neat apartment, a sultry redhead who was crazy about her, a series of fantastically hot climaxes which still tingled in her pulsing pussy, and a very bright, shining future.
Not bad at all for eighteen-years old. Her own gorgeous sex-slave! Laura got up and showered and dressed. As long as she had almost a full week off before she started working, she might as well make the most of it.
Now that her seething passion had blazed to life, she was still hot and primed -- as if she had to make up for lost time. She stared at her wholesome, sexy image in the mirror when she was dressed, realizing she liked to eat pussy. No, she loved it! Would she enjoy going down on a man as much? she wondered. A deep, driving curiosity smoldered in her blood about sex now, and she was dying to experiment some more, with girls and guys.
The guy would have to be hot and hung and good-looking.
The girl would have to be young and sexy and have a lush pair of tits and a ripe ass because Sally had more than her share and she'd spoiled Laura that way.
Six full days off, and all the blonde wanted to do after her obscene, thrilling night with Sally was suck and fuck -- with both sexes.
Sally would provide the partners, she knew. Sally would do anything for her, she was certain. Why not let the redhead bring home a stud for her tonight, just to start the week-long party? No sense in straining herself as long as she had her own private ripe-titted, hot-assed, pussy-licking, ass kissing and madly eager sex-slave!
After one torrid night with a stacked, wanton secretary Laura was no longer innocent by any means. She was now a swinger, intent on experimenting to the hilt with both sexes, of milking the best of both worlds.
She decided to let Sally bring her a stud tonight and have her first three-way. Wildly excited at that idea, Laura drove back to her own apartment to finish unpacking. Tonight a guy.
Tomorrow night a new girl.
And after that, the eighteen-year old blonde was now unconsciously joining that small secret society of swinging foxes who got their kicks trying anything and everything for new thrills -- stewardesses and secretaries and bank tellers and nurses and more than a few housewives, who would just as soon go down lovingly on a hot pussy as a throbbing dick, whose secret, obscene sex-lives would fill an entire library with red-hot pages.
But Laura was turning out to be different than even that small army of depraved, feverishly swing big girls and women.
Because the small-town blonde not only discovered she liked to fuck sexy girls, she liked to rape them in their naked ripe asses, tease them savagely for the eerie feeling of power it gave her.
For a wide-eyed eighteen-year old, Laura had some very dangerous ideas.
And the hottest pussy and mouth in town to back them up.
CHAPTER SIX
Cynthia Haley was on the verge of womanhood, but just looking at the high-breasted, slender brunette you knew she had the juiciest cherry in Bascom Bay.
And no one knew it better than her own father, Jeff Haley.
At lunch that Tuesday, the passionate encounter between the office manager and his lusty secretary was just a bit milder than usual. Sally was always a hot, frantic piece regardless of how thoroughly she'd gone at it the night before, or with whom, but on this noon hour the redhead seemed a little distracted, lacked a certain hungry fire in her ravenous blow job, swung her hips almost casually as she leaned over his desk for a rear assault, and to Jeff's surprise, showed no interest at all in a third go-around.
Sally also deftly evaded answers to his pointed questions about the new girl, and Jeff figured the insatiable redhead had gotten to the girl and now wanted her all to herself.
His calculations were one hundred percent correct.
And no matter how much torrid satisfaction Sally gave him with her wild lips and fiery slit and luscious ass, Jeff couldn't get his mind off his daughter Cindy.
Tonight his wife was going to the city to spend the night with her sister -- or so she said. Which would leave him alone in the house with the young virgin.
Alone with his fierce, pounding urges. And his beautiful, innocent daughter.
By closing time at five o'clock, Jeff Haley's mind was firmly made up. It was tonight or never, God dammit.
After all, juicy little cherries didn't grow on trees. And to hell with the risks, the moral issues and the consequences. He knew what he had to do, or lose his mind. He was going to take Cindy's sweet little cherry.
* * *
As good girls went, Cynthia Haley, called Cindy by almost everyone, was in a class of virtue all by herself. She didn't smoke cigarettes or dope, didn't touch alcohol, took her gymnastics class quite seriously, was an A student in every subject, and one of the most popular and lovable girls in town. She was sweet, friendly and constantly cheerful, calmly ignoring her mother's bitchiness and basking in her father's affection.
Cindy was almost too good to be true. There always had to be a crack in such a bright shield of virtue, but if there was, none of the boys who dated her could find it. She would neck only up to a certain point, never allowing them to touch her below the waist, although she allowed a small amount of tit-fondling and French-kissing. She insisted she was saving her virginity for her wedding night, a remark that cracked up the easier girls in town, but which she meant quite earnestly.
There was a crack in Cindy's virgin armor, a secret so shameful and sordid her face turned beet red whenever she thought about it. The truth was, Cindy finger-fucked herself. She was intelligent enough, however, to know that in itself this was no sin. But what went on in her feverish mind as she lustfully pistoned two fingers in and out of her tight pussy was the source of her profound shame.
Because Cindy had erotic fantasies about her own father, whom she adored. She actually imagined him fucking her whenever she masturbated, whispering romantic things in her ear as he plowed his immense hard-on deep into her thrilled cunt.
Cindy was sharp enough to find boys her own age and even older quite boring. She admired her father's rugged good looks and mature, easygoing charm, and if she'd known that millions of wholesome girls her age went through the same fantasies about their fathers as they passionately masturbated, she would have felt much better.
Any psychiatrist would have told her such a phase was normal for her age, that she would soon outgrow it.
What the psychiatrist did not know, however, was that Cindy's father shared the same obscene desires, only on a much more vivid and depraved scale.
Or that he intended to do something about them tonight.
Whenever her mother was gone, Cindy cooked her father's dinner and served it to him, fussing over him with tenderness. Tonight she cooked a fancy French dish, translated as chicken in wine and mushrooms, and she sighed adoringly as she watched her father devour it with satisfaction.
Smoking an after-dinner cigarette, Jeff felt a colossal hard-on straining at his pants as he gazed at his daughter. Her long chestnut hair shimmered softly, framing an angelic face with full, curved lips and lustrous dark eyes. Her slenderness was rapidly blossoming out with lusciously rounded tits that filled out her T-shirt, sensuously molded hips beneath a narrow waist and legs good enough to model nylons for the biggest department store in town.
She was on her way to becoming a stunner, a knockout of mouth-watering proportions in a few more years. She could easily have become a stewardess or a model, but Cindy scorned both occupations as requiring no talent or brains, just looks and a frozen smile.
She wanted, of all things, to be a librarian.
After dinner, Cindy did the dishes and then went to her room to study homework, stripping and putting on a terry-cloth robe for comfort. In his own bedroom, Jeff stripped for the shower, his red prick looming out massively, primed for action. One of his hottest desires was to take a shower with Cindy, to soap her gorgeous tits and lovely ass down, run his hands over her silky curves in a frenzy of delight.
He started down the hallway to the shower when he paused outside his daughter's door. Now or never, he promised himself, his heart hammering against his ribs.
He knocked on her door and quickly opened it. She sat cross-legged on the bed, her smooth legs bared, poring over a stack of books.
"Hey, kid," he said nonchalantly, "I'm gonna take a shower. How about soaping down my back?"
She blinked her eyes at him in surprise. "You're kidding, Dad!"
He grinned at her, his hard-on feeling like a lump of molten steel between his thighs.
"No, I'm not kidding, Cindy," he said in a serious voice. "Just want you to soap my back down, that's all. Come on."
Without waiting for her reply, he padded to the bathroom. He knew she would follow, because Cindy never disobeyed him. She would be a little frightened, excited too, probably, but she'd come. And curious, very curious too, at her age.
He slipped off his bathrobe and stepped under the warm spray, listening intently. He heard the bathroom door open, and he slid open the glass shower door. Cindy still wore her robe, but her face was deeply flushed and her eyes had a bright sheen. They went down to his massive cock and she swallowed hard, her face turning crimson.
It was at that moment that Jeff realized his sweet, wholesome daughter wanted him as badly as he wanted here. She was awkward and embarrassed and frightened, but she was hot for him, that much was certain.
"Take off your robe and come on in," he told her hoarsely.
She bit her lip, hesitating. "Dad, I -- what are you going to do?" she whispered.
"What we both want, Cindy," he said, staring into her huge eyes. "Come on, baby, bring it in here," he added softly. "I need you tonight. It's time I taught you the facts of life anyway..."
Staring at his immense prick, Cindy began panting with profound excitement. She couldn't remember the number of times she'd finger-fucked herself and dreamed about wanton, delicious sex with her father. What was only idle fantasy was about to become stark, shattering reality. While one part of her mind told her it was wrong, perverted, depraved, her pussy was throbbing feverishly, aching, and her tits were swollen with raw desire.
God he had an enormous cock! Bluer than she'd imagined by far!
Hypnotized by his crimson hard-on, by the giant drop of cream oozing out of the knob, Cindy slowly took off her robe.
"Jesus!" her father muttered, his eyes widening. She had an incredibly sexy body naked, flawless satiny skin, beautiful high-standing tits with bright pink nipples which were now fat with lust, the most ravishingly inexplicable ass he'd ever seen in his life, and between her thighs was a delicate silky nest of cunt-hairs, glistening with her wet juices.
She stepped into the shower with him and hugged her trembling flesh to his muscled nakedness.
"Oh God, Daddy," she moaned, feeling his giant knob crushing into her soft belly, pounding with fierce desire. "Oh Dad, don't hurt me with it! Oooo, I'm excited!"
For a minute Jeff played with her ripe naked ass, wildly excited at the feel of her hot tits digging into his chest, at the knowledge that he was going to pierce her juicy cherry, all three of her cherries!
His naked daughter was so luscious in the flesh, so fantastically silken and sleek, he hardly knew where to begin.
He started soaping her down under the warm spray, rubbing suds on her hotly panting tits, pinching their swollen nipples gently. Then he knelt before her and worked her belly over, then her inner thighs, turning her around to soap her smooth trembling ass-cheeks, planting a kiss on each one -- hardly a fatherly kiss. By now, Cindy was moaning feverishly and shaking, her pussy on fire with mad excitement, gushing hot cunt-honey in preparation.
"Do it to me, Daddy!" she whispered, sobbing. "I'm so hot I could scream!"
She grasped his cock tip her fist and began jerking it clumsily, but the contact was so lewdly arousing Jeff almost shot off on the spot.
Thanks to Sally, he didn't.
The wild nympho had taken the sharp edge off his lust at lunch-time, and, if she hadn't, Jeff would have gotten his rocks off all over the shower just staring at Cindy in the nude.
Jeff turned her around so that she faced the tiled shower wall. He showed her how to place her palms against it and lean forward and spread her legs wide, as if she were going to be frisked by the cops.
Then, his prick throbbing fiercely, he guided his huge boiling knob against her soft cunt-lips. He eased it in and, as a wanton moan escaped Cindy's throat, he let out a wild hiss of pleasure. He'd expected her to be tight and hot, but this cherry was an utterly luscious, juicy, squirming little mass of feverish cunt, so eager and hotly sucking as he slid his cock in he shuddered in waves of raw excitement.
"Oh, Daddy, it -- ooooo! -- it only hurts a little!" his daughter sobbed, gripping his hard-on powerfully in her narrow slit. "Be good to me... so hot... gonna come soon!"
The reason it only hurt a little was that Jeff had only half his prick rammed up her, fiery cunt. Now he grasped his daughter's lush tits in his hands and began pounding into her juicy slit with caution, groaning and gasping at the breathtaking sensations her boiling pussy was giving him, his lust growing hotter each time he lunged forward and her burning ass-cheeks ground against his hairy crotch.
Half-girl, half-woman, her glossy hot flesh trembling madly in the shower as Jeff fucked her with quickening strokes from behind, Cindy began climaxing at the feel of her father's immense cock pumping into her tight pussy. None of her delicious fantasies could match this! She jerked her ass back eagerly to meet his lunges, her deep natural passion awakening in a blaze of thrills.
Cindy cried out and reared back her head as she began spraying cunt-juice over Jeff's stroking dick, a molten orgasm spreading hot tingles to every sleek inch of her flesh. There was something about losing her cherry in the shower to her own father that was tremendously exciting to the girl, making her feel guilty and obscene and fantastically hot.
"Coming again, Daddy!" she screamed, wriggling her bare ass feverishly, clasping his thick cock in a frenzy. Now the teenage brunette swung her hips up and down in a delirium as she came again, the bursting pressure of his gigantic hard-on ripping deep to spark nerve-tingling jolts of pleasure in her cunt.
Jeff groaned and thrust almost to the hilt in his lusty excitement, one hand leaving her bouncing tits to slide down over her belly and find her clit. He tickled it rapidly as he plowed to a savage rhythm, and Cindy's screams of bliss tore through the shower like a knife.
Now he was beginning to come too, his jism spurting in sharp hot torrents into her silken pussy, and father and daughter went into spasms of panting lust, Cindy pounding the shower wall with her fists to vent her intense ecstasy.
He continued getting his rocks off for a solid two minutes, her madly sucking cunt draining him with lewd power, her entire naked body on fire with sex.
Then, heaving for breath, Jeff slipped his limp cock out and, moaning feverishly, his daughter whirled around and hugged him, rubbing her burning tits passionately to his chest.
"It was wild, Daddy, terrific!" she sobbed. "Do it to me again, please, more!"
"We'll finish showering first," he told her hoarsely, running his fingers over her wet hot ass, knowing that that cherry would be extremely painful for her -- and wildly exciting for him.
He dried her down tenderly in the bathroom, toweling the satiny flesh with trembling fingers, his prick harder than it had ever been by the time he finished. Sally was hot stuff, all right, a wild, ball breaking piece of ass, but she couldn't begin to excite him like Cindy, whose sleek soft body and ripening curves were the hottest stimulant he'd ever had.
Naked, they went back to her bedroom, Jeff playing with her luscious naked ass on the way. Now that he'd taken her cherry in a swift, shattering episode in the shower, getting the wild animal out of his system for the time being, he decided to turn her on to sixty-nine. Her lips were sensuous and ripe beyond her years, showing great promise for oral sex.
But first, to break her in gently, he'd go down on her little pink pussy. Panting eagerly for more, Cindy lay back on her bed with her thighs spread, one knee drawn up, exposing her gently sucking cunt. She moaned loudly when Jeff sucked on her tits first, tonguing each nipple in turn to make it quiver with heat and tension. Then he slid his lips down over her satiny belly, hunching on his knees between her wide-spread thighs.
Cindy didn't know what to expect, although she assumed he'd lick her pussy. He was hoisting her trembling as in his hands now, showering hot kisses on her inner thighs and around her curly dark fringe of pussy-hairs.
Her first fuck had left the girl incredibly aroused and hungry for more. The difference between masturbating herself -- the only sex she'd ever known -- and having her father's huge cock ramming deep in her cunt to thrill her with shattering pleasure had left her loins in a state of white-hot eagerness.
And she sensed that at least half of her madden ins excitement was due to the fact that her first sex was with her own ruggedly handsome father, with all the accompanying feelings of shame and guilt and doing something shockingly forbidden -- which made it twice as much fun!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jeff paused as he held his daughter's trembling ass-cheeks in his hands, staring directly into her tiny dripping cunt. It was so delicate it was like a work of art, exquisitely shaped and colored, the hot fragrance of cunt-juice filling his nostrils. He'd never been crazy about pussy-eating, although he did it so that his partners could get feverishly excited, especially his voluptuous redheaded secretary.
But this was his own lovely daughter and when he nuzzled his mouth to her sweet pussy and began sucking and flicking his tongue, wild ripples of pleasure raced through his mouth.
Talk about hot and delicious!
At the first contact of her father's greedy lips, a look of total disbelief glazed over Cindy's eyes. She had no idea being sucked off could be the most fantastic experience of her life. The only thing she'd ever had up her tender pussy was her own fingers until her father's immense hard-on ravaged her, and flow she began shuddering and screaming and jerking her hips with delirious joy.
"Oooooooh, Daddy! Oh Lord, unnnnng! Love it! Whoopee!"
Wrapping her silken legs around his back and crushing his head furiously to her steaming cunt, Cindy began coming almost instantly as his hot tongue lashed and sucked and whipped into her juicy flesh. Her sticky, fragrant cunt-juice gushed into Jeff's mouth in a steady stream as Cindy climaxed in a series of violent orgasms, clawing at his back and screaming with obscene rapture, her sleek body going into convulsions of breathless excitement at her first maddening experience with oral sex.
Jeff devoured her thrashing, dripping pussy with brutal lust, sucking with harsh speed, almost shooting off his load onto the bed with sheer obscene excitement. There was nothing, absolutely nothing in the universe like the heat and smell and taste of your own daughter's deliciously sexy little cunt!
He was about to pause long enough to suggest Cindy go down on him at the same time, but. She as already scrambling awkwardly around in reverse, tugging at Jeff's hips to urge him to turn over so she could get at his throbbing huge cock.
In seconds, they were in position for sixty-nine, with Jeff on bottom and his daughter's crotch riding his mouth feverishly, and Cindy clutching his prick tightly in her fist and running it into her hot juicy mouth.
She gagged at first, almost choking on his thick cock, then began licking it like a lollipop, working herself into a frenzy of lust as a few drops of milky jism seeped out into her mouth, sparking a deep, violent hunger in the young brunette.
Carried away at the feel of his daughter's boiling mouth sucking fiercely on his dick, Jeff rammed his tongue up her hot, tender asshole to make Cindy scream at the new thrill. She started sucking on his cock in a fever of greed and, anxious to make him come, to taste more of the salty thick cream that dribbled into her eager mouth in teasing temptation.
Whatever his daughter lacked in skill, and she had a hell of a lot to learn about giving a blowjob, Jeff knew, she more than made up for it in sheer enthusiasm and luscious tight sucking. She jerked the base of his cock frantically in her fist, feeling it quiver ominously with its massive load, and swirled her tongue around his knob to make him gasp between her sighs.
Now father and daughter thrashed and heaved furiously on the mattress, both of them on the brink of a shattering climax as they sucked each other off with hot groans and gasps. The moment Jeff started bursting his load into her mouth, Cindy shuddered madly from head to toe with joy. She flooded his throat with her cunt-juice as she gulped his steaming jism down as fast as she could, rubbing her juicy, sucking pussy lustfully on his mouth and clawing at his hips savagely.
He was almost suffocated by her silky wetness when he nudged her hips aside to breathe, but Cindy wouldn't let go of his limp cock in her frantic mouth, still sucking with every fiber of her passion-crazed being, craving more of his boiling cream, an endless flood of his hot jism pouring down her eager throat.
He had to jerk her away roughly, wincing as her lips gave a final ferocious suck to his prick.
They lay panting for air for a few minutes, Cindy moaning and rubbing his dick lewdly in her fingers, dazed at the molten ripples of pleasure still coursing through her loins.
"Oh Daddy," she moaned, "your come was so thick! And your mouth on my pussy felt so wild! You're so good to your little girl -- mmmmm! I could suck you off all night, if you'd let me, Daddy! Every night."
It astonished Jeff how little girlish she'd suddenly gotten, although her naked tits and ass were anything but girlish. He had to remind himself that she was his little girl, that he represented authority and power to her, the dominant male figure in her entire life.
And he'd taken her cherry, too, another blazing fact she'd never forget as long as she lived.
She hurried to get a cigarette and light it for him, as if reading his mind. While Jeff smoked, Cindy lay on top of bun purring and crooning, rubbing her hot silky tits lasciviously into his chest, undulating her soaked pussy against his semi-hard prick. He was amazed at how quickly she could get his cock stiff and pounding with lust again, making him feel as if he had the hottest, biggest prick in town!
"I know all this is supposed to be wrong," Cindy whispered as he smoked, "but it can't be bad if it feels so good, can it, Daddy? God, I've been getting hot around you for years! And all this time I've been finger-fucking and dreaming about us doing it!"
He stared at her, astonished and yet deeply flattered. To think of the times he'd screwed other young women, Sally included, and pretended it was Cindy!
"Then I guess it was meant to be," Jeff said, squeezing her soft hot ass in his fingers, his cock now fully erect and hammering with power.
It was time to take her lest cherry -- her lovely asshole.
"This is going to hurt a little bit, Cindy," he told her, tickling her tiny shitter with his finger to make her gasp and squirm on top of him. "But as long as I'm teaching you all about sex, I may as well be thorough."
She blinked her eyes at him. "What do you mean, Daddy?"
"I mean -- well, I'd better show you, angel. Here, sit up on top of me, straddle my hips I mean. Yes, baby, like that. Now -- wait a minute!"
But the hotly panting girl had already clutched his throbbing prick in her fist and guided it into her juicy pussy with a soft cry of passion. Now, sitting astride her father's massive hard-on, Cindy began to fuck him in slow, dreamy lunges, gorging her tight pussy with only half his rod, purring and sobbing and moaning with feverish excitement, guiding his hands up to clutch her silky ripe tits.
"Oh Lord, Daddy, it's so wild! OOOOOOO, your cock, I love it! Aaaaaaah, every night, Daddy, want it every night! Oh God it's so hot and big."
Wincing with pain, she worked more of his huge hard-on into her narrow pussy, its throbbing mass of heat sending delicious thrills through her gushing slit, starting a series of gentle climaxes in her cunt. She was in total control of her pleasure in this position, riding his prick in slow motion, savoring every pounding inch with hysterical happiness.
Once she'd slipped his cock inside her succulent cunt, Jeff almost forgot about his original intentions. Waves of intense pleasure shuddered through him as Cindy rubbed and teased it with her juicy cunt, tears streaming down her cheeks.
At her young age, she already had the kind of stunning body they featured in Playboy, not quite fully developed, but so sensuous that a lot of men would shoot off on the spot when they saw her glowing, sleek tits and ass and legs in the nude.
And although her breasts weren't fully rounded yet, Jeff decided she was more than equipped for a lustful tit-fuck. He would teach her that soon, show her how she could rub her satiny mounds to his prick to slowly work him up to a delicious excitement where he could get his rocks off all over them. Sally loved that, explained that the hot tingles of his cream splattering on her breasts gave her a wild thrill. And she loved to lean her head down and lick up his load afterward, too. She insisted there was no sense in the salty stuff going to waste, since it was pure protein!
It was good for a girl's nutrition, and the redheaded nympho told him seriously she would drink a quart of the stuff a day if she could get it.
She didn't bother to tell Jeff she would also eagerly gulp down a quart of sweet cunt-juice a day too, if she could only get that!
Cindy was shuddering with a profound orgasm now as she rode her father's massive hard-on faster, grinding her hips in wide circles to vary the pressure of his meat inside her thrilled pussy. She was learning rapidly how to fuck, inspired by a lustful imagination.
Knowing he would come soon, Jeff decided it was dirty-trick time. He seized her by her soft hips and suddenly jerked her up. The instant her madly sucking pussy was free of his cock, Cindy wailed in protest.
Jeff tugged her forward a couple of inches and slowly lowered her hips, so that her ass-crack was directly on his cockhead. He groped awkwardly for a few moments, then found her puckered little asshole.
Before she realized what was happening, he slammed his daughter's hips dawn brutally, impaling her tender asshole with shocking impact.
A high scream tore from Cindy's lips and she fought to catch her breath. It felt as if someone had rammed a baseball bat up her silky little ass. And the very first time she tried to wriggle free, the most agonizing bolts of pain she'd ever felt ripped through her burning ass.
She couldn't even catch her breath enough to curse!
"Know it burns," said Jeff, holding her velvety hips firm. "But I had to do it, baby! Oh Christ, that feels wild, unnnnng! Hot juicy ass, oh Cindy, baby, just hold it like that, don't move. Mmmmm! Ahhhh, shit, that's good!"
And it was -- fantastic in fact. So tight and fiery and slippery, each slight movement from her sent hot waves of lust through his pounding prick. Knowing she was firmly locked in position, he released his grip on her hips and started playing with her tits, simply lying still to relish the currents of electrifying heat in her luscious asshole.
"K... killing me, Daddy!" Cindy finally managed to gasp through a haze of tears. Yet, just beneath the agony of burning pressure in her tender asshole was a deep, obscene excitement, triggered by the knowledge that her own father was raping her in the ass, violating her beautiful butt.
She fell forward on Jeff, moaning and inflicting savage bites on his shoulder to vent her fury and pain. Now Cindy found herself beginning to jerk ever so slightly, her boiling asshole throbbing furiously on his huge cock, each bolt of pain mingled with an eerie fringe of pleasure.
Beneath his clawing, sobbing daughter, Jeff started lunging his hips up, gently at first, sucking in his breath at the delicious tight silkiness of her juicy asshole. Then both of them were lunging in an even rhythm, Cindy growing intensely excited as the pain lessened and the lust-excitement increased, as strange thrills raced through her bowels.
And when Jeff started coming in fierce gushes in her tingling ass hole, wet fire spurting deep in her bowels to tickle and sting and thrill Cindy shuddered and screamed as an overwhelming climax shot through her pussy. She bit her father on the lips and swung her hips madly, even the raw pain firing her excitement.
Long after he stopped coming in her trembling ass, Cindy kept crying and twitching, hugging his deflated cock lovingly in her ravaged ass. Then, with a sharp cry, she eased it out and rolled over beside him, panting. In spite of the shock and anguish, it had been terrifically exciting for her.
Anything her father did to her sexually was terrific for the awakening young girl.
"Can we spend the whole night together, Daddy?" she pleaded, gently hugging his hairy balls in her hand. "Mom won't be back till tomorrow afternoon."
"Sure, Cindy," he sighed. He'd need a little sleep before swinging into hot action with her again, but he knew he'd be primed in an hour or two. She had that effect on him, every silken inch of her sexy body sparking his hottest desires. There would be very little sleep for both of them that night, he sensed.
"You realize you must never, never say a thing about this to your mother," he cautioned. Staring at her gravely. "It's our secret, Cindy."
"Oh Daddy, don't be dumb," she retorted, squeezing his prick to make him gasp. "I'd never tell! Besides, Mom has her own weird secrets..."
He frowned. "What do you mean by that?"
A look of obscene excitement crossed Cindy's smooth face. "You really don't know, do you?"
Now Jeff sat up, concerned. "No, I don't. Is she having an affair with some other guy, is that it? Hell, that wouldn't surprise me!"
Cindy sat up, too. "No, not exactly, Daddy. Come on, I'll show you -- but boy, are you going to be shocked!"
He followed her dawn the hallway into the bathroom, watching her ripe little ass bounce lasciviously. Even after a series of torrid encounters with his daughter's three cherries -- her tight, succulent pussy, her wild frenzied mouth and her deliciously hot ass hole -- he felt a sharp new spark of lust.
In the bathroom, Cindy knelt down and opened the linen cabinet beside the sink. Underneath the bottom towel, she drew out some dog-eared magazines. She handed them to her father with fingers shaking with excitement.
"Look at these, Daddy! And this!" She brought out a huge cock-shaped dildo from underneath the towels, switching it on so that it leaped violently in her hand.
Frowning, Jeff thumbed through the magazines, his face turning crimson. Jesus! They were obscene pictures of girls eating each other, spanking and whipping and teasing and raping each other with dildos! One page in particular was very dog-eared through constant exposure -- a ripe-breasted brunette, naked, holding a nude young blonde girl on her lap, finger-fucking her with wanton excitement contorting her face, the girl obviously coming from the wild look in her eyes.
Just glancing at the erotic pictures had started a fierce new hard-on for him!
"You think that she... likes girls, then?" Jeff asked, stunned.
Cindy looked disgusted. "Of course, Daddy! What else would this stuff be doing hidden here? And what else do you think she's doing on these overnight trips to San Francisco? Don't be square, Dad. I know for a fact you guys haven't been having sex for a long time now."
"How do you know?" he asked her sharply.
"The walls have ears," she grinned. "Up to a year or so ago, you guys could have wakened the dead with your groaning and pounding -- honestly! That's why you're so horny now, isn't it, Daddy?"
"Partly," he said, handing her back the magazines. He watched her put them back underneath the towels, stunned by this development. Shocked and numb, and yet secretly excited and relieved too. At least she wasn't screwing around with another guy or a whole assembly line of them. The fact was, the pictures had turned him on tremendously too.
And he was ready for another hot fuck with Cindy again, without the need of sleep.
Back in her bed, she went down on him with eager happy moans, slower and less frantic than last time, learning to thrill him by using her tongue lasciviously and sucking on his balls and nibbling with tantalizing excitement on his cock-head. Jeff was already toying with an idea -- a depraved, wild idea.
No wilder than his taking Cindy's cherry and teaching her all about fucking, though.
Was the reason his wife went to San Francisco for her strange satisfaction because she didn't trust herself around her own luscious daughter? That was a heartwarming thought, even though Jeff had the same problem and had gone directly ahead and salved it by the simplest approach.
There was a way, he realized as Cindy flicked her tongue across his dick-head to make him gasp with pleasure, that all three of them could satisfy each other -- and once more become a happy, close-knit family.
Basically, it was up to Cindy, who was now suck big his prick with deep moans of excitement, cramming as much of his meat as she could get in her tight, searing mouth. She'd be revolted by the idea at first, he knew.
But Jeff also knew that after taking her cherry and turning her on wildly, she would do virtually anything he told her.
Suddenly he was coming in Cindy's hot frenzied mouth, groaning and jerking with fierce passion. She'd gotten his rocks off deliberately in her mouth, temporarily sacrificing the hot needs of her pussy for the delicious joy of gulping down her father's thick, boiling jism.
After that, she fell asleep in his arms while Jeff restlessly smoked, trying to sort out the bizarre turn of events.
He had to admit that he still loved his wife, that she was still a strikingly sexy woman. When he'd married her she'd been a gorgeous knockout, a lot like Cindy except a little older and more ripely developed. And a fantastic piece of ass, wild and wanton and always willing.
He could get her back by using his own daughter -- her daughter, too -- bait! There was a strange irony in the fact that children frequently held marriages together. Because that's exactly what. Cindy would do with her sleek, sensuous young body.
It would also solve the frustrating problem of his own lust for Cindy, because in order to keep it a secret from his wife he'd have to swing with her only at odd times, whenever he could manage.
But if all three of them slept together every night, it would be a perfect solution.
And watching his ripe-titted, hot-assed and sultry-lipped wife in torrid action with her sexy young daughter would be the hottest turn-on Jeff could have.
If that came about, his voluptuous redheaded secretary would have to find her lunch-time action elsewhere, because Jeff would be saving every molten drop of his cum for his own wife and daughter!
His eyes finally closing, Jeff couldn't help wandering which lucky girl his passionate wife was swinging with now, probably at this very moment while he slept with their daughter.
As a matter of fact, Karen was having wild, frantic sex at the moment -- but not with a girl.
With a very strange married couple in return for their tender, softly curved daughter.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Easy!" moaned Karen as the man's long dick drove savagely into her pussy, "Take it -- uuuugh! -- easy!"
The plump blonde who was greedily sucking on Karen's hot tits at the same time thought she was talking to her, so she softened her frenzied sucking on the nipple in her mouth, but, still her fingers continued to squeeze Karen's dangling tits with fierce lust.
Jeff's wife was hunched over the arm of their living room sofa, her lush, creamy ass jutting out, weaving lewdly as the naked man standing behind her battered his cock powerfully into her sucking cunt.
Her upper body was bent ever the sofa cushions but naked and lying beneath her on her back was the man's frenzied wife, who couldn't seem to get enough of sucking Karen's beautiful tits. She groped and whimpered and worked her lips eagerly on the luscious mounds, her naked ass making obscene fucking motions at the same time.
In their daughter's bedroom, just a few yards away, waited Karen's hard-earned reward.
She'd met the couple through a classified ad in the local underground wife-swapping magazine, and after they'd exchanged snapshots -- the usual routine -- she'd met the couple and their daughter in person. She quickly agreed to swap her own voluptuous body in return for a few hours with their bat-eyed gum-chewing daughter.
At thirty-live Karen was an extremely sexy woman, her proud tits still firm and juicy, her flesh silky and glowing, her ass tautly ripe and her legs sleek and tapered. Once the couple had seen her picture in the nude, they were almost frantic for the exchange. The daughter, a pretty plump little blonde, was by no means cherry or innocent, Karen quickly discovered.
She suspected the girl had seen more hot sex in the past few years than most women did in the course of a lifetime. With parents like this, how could she escape it?
They'd begun with the wife, a petite, hot-eyed creature, going down on Karen with a ferocious hunger, leaving her pussy numb with exhaustion. Then Karen had gone down on the husband, whose cock was thick and brutish like himself, a relentless battering ram. They were animals, both of them, but she had to admit they had a lot of sex appeal -- in a raw, lusty kind of way.
They certainly didn't fool around with formalities. The naked, barrel-chested husband was grunting savagely as he fucked Karen dog-style, his tough fingers digging harshly into her tender as flesh, his cock pounding her fiery cunt with violent excitement, bringing her quickly to a hot orgasm in spite of her dislike.
But it was the wildly sucking wife who was driving Karen crazy with her greedy burning lips and sharp little teeth. Now the wife was finished slobbering over her tits and she scrambled her naked body around on the sofa-seat in reverse, nudging her soaked pink pussy toward Karen's mouth.
She gripped Karen's head lustfully in her hands and with a long, feverish moan crushed Karen's mouth to her hotly sucking cunt. Then she started fucking the sensuous brunette's mouth in a fury of excitement, almost suffocating Karen, rubbing her boiling pussy-flesh savagely to her face.
Jeff's wife hadn't bargained for all this, had no idea they would be so gross and lusty and depraved. In fact, this was Karen's first three-way and the only reason she consented to it was her overpowering hunger for the daughter.
And she knew deep down it wasn't really the gum-chewing little nymph she wanted, that the plumply curved blonde was only a substitute for her own beautiful daughter, Cindy. But a very sexy, juicy substitute! Younger than Cindy, with burning, wanton eyes which knew a great deal more than her age warranted.
Once Karen laid her eyes on the daughter, she knew she had to have her.
And now she was paying the price for it.
"Eat it, lady, suck it!" gasped the wife, locking her hot thighs brutally to Karen's trapped face. "Unmanning, Goddamn that's good! Oooooooh, getting my rock off, yessssssssssss!"
"Good is, aaaah, right," grunted her husband who stood behind Karen's ripe naked ass, pounding his thick meat into her tight pussy with obscene relish. This one was a real looker and his wife was even more excited over her than he was. Christ, she'd sucked the stacked brunette off for almost an hour!
The couple had been swapping for years now, turning their own daughter on when she was very young. They quickly found the plump girl was a gold mine where swapping was concerned. What they couldn't get on their own appeal, the girl got every time and fast, too. So now they used her primarily for barter, and make no mistake about it, she loved it as much as they did! Took after her mother, right down to her hot little tongue!
The man was short, almost squat and massively muscled, with so much matted hair on his chest he looked gorilla-like, which turned certain women on, especially the upper-crust ones, he'd discovered. He couldn't tell whether this gorgeous bitch liked his action or not, because his wife's cries and gasps were drowning out her moans, but she wriggled her hot naked ass as though she loved it.
Either that or she was trying to make him come faster so she could get to their wild blonde daughter sooner.
She'd given a damn good blowjob though, lots of fancy tricks, and once she'd taken the hard edge off his excitement, he could screw almost indefinitely -- as she was finding out to her dismay.
The man's wife was climaxing in Karen's mouth now, animal moans coming from her lips as she churned and thrashed her exploding cunt to the brunette's helpless mouth. She was tremendously aroused by Karen's sleek, lushly curved body, by her hot sweet tits and firm, flawless thighs, and now as she crushed Karen's head tighter to her dripping slit and swung her plump ass furiously in time to her shattering orgasm, the woman desperately wished she'd held out for an all-night orgy.
Instead, they'd agreed to a fifty-fifty split -- two hours with her and her husband and then the brunette could have two hours with their daughter, Margie. And damn if their time wasn't up soon! With an all-night session, she'd be able to really wallow in the sexy brunette's flesh, suck and bite and spank her ass, maybe get out the whip too. But Karen didn't look like the type who would put up with much of that.
The woman climaxed again as she locked her fleshy thighs more tightly to Karen's head and went into spasms of raw ecstasy. Hot loving mouth!
She consoled herself with the thought that there would be another night, because she'd already warned Margie to be good to Karen, to give her anything she wanted, no matter how kinky or bizarre. Like the one last month who poured honey all over Margie's hot little tits and pussy, then licked it up to drive the girl crazy! Or the kinky bitch, a wealthy housewife no less, who sneaked in a ten-inch dildo and almost put poor Margie in a mental ward by fucking her brains out!
This one didn't look weird, though, just hotly frustrated. Probably had the screaming cries for her own daughter and this was how she got her rocks off. They almost always wanted to swing with their daughters once they saw Margie, and the woman couldn't blame them, since the girl slept with her and her husband every night. She was a real ball of fire when it came to sex, too, unable to get enough of it.
The woman could see her husband's wild excitement as he pumped his thick rod savagely into the brunette's pussy, sweat pouring down his hairy chest. When Matt finished with her, she'd know she'd been screwed! He was a real animal, her Matt, able to keep it up all night once he got worked up. Not with her, though, just with fresh pussy.
Which was how they originally got into swapping. She knew he was playing around on the side, and it was she who suggested wife-swapping. That way, they'd all share the fun and games without worrying about him getting hung up on some hot little piece on the side and deserting her. It had worked out great, too, and the ingenious idea of turning little Margie onto sex had been hers also. How could a man desert his own wife and daughter when they gave him all the wild action he wanted?
And what they couldn't give him, they got for him, like the madly sexy brunette who was now gyrating her silky naked ass feverishly beneath Matt's brutal onslaught and sucking the woman off with ravenous hunger, getting her rocks off still again, until she was drenched in sweat and raping Karen's mouth in a frenzy of obscene excitement.
But the woman's pride and joy, her barrel chested, brutally hung husband, now found his usual stamina deserting him beneath the wild sucking of Karen's boiling pussy. He was beginning to shoot his load, grunting and heaving, holding tightly onto the brunettes' swinging ass, feeling her hotly spasming cunt draining his jism.
Goddamn, that was a juicy ball of fire she had there! Terrific to look at, fantastic to fuck! He gritted his teeth and made snarling sounds as he spurted his cream into her fiercely clasping cunt, watching his wife shudder with her own orgasm, raping the brunette's mouth with savage delight.
The man shook his head and let out a long shaking sigh as he slipped his dick out. One in a hundred, this one, maybe one in a thousand -- pussy all silk and fire and honey, ass that could drive a man bananas if he didn't pump it at least once a night!
Now the brunette was coming up for air, freeing herself from his wife's feverish thigh-lock on her head. She collapsed on the rug, panting for breath, her face smeared with pussy-juice, her gorgeous tits shiny with perspiration.
Without looking at the wall clock, Matt knew their time was up and he silently cursed his wife. She made the deals, damn her, and she should have held out for all night. He had a good mind to whip her ass with her own black whip, except that she'd enjoy it too much!
His wife padded to the kitchen to get him a beer and some wine for their guest, her plump ass bouncing in coy invitation. Karen gulped down the wine, anxious to get to the daughter, deeply relieved that this part of the bargain was done with. It hadn't been all that bad, since she'd climaxed repeatedly when the wife went down on her like a voraciously hungry wolf, but having her face trapped between those burning, fleshy thighs and licking at that perfumed, dripping cunt had almost strangled her! Really, they ought to provide oxygen tanks, the savages!
The husband hadn't been that horrible either. Actually, he had a decent cock there, but the whole episode was so raw and obscene, sucking and fucking total strangers, that all she wanted to do now was get away from their greedy, smoldering eyes and groping fingers.
And run to the softly curved young daughter.
She excused herself as politely as she could under the circumstances and Karen went into the girl's bedroom.
Margie was lying quietly in the semi-darkness in bed, chewing gum. Nervous and intensely excited, Karen sat on the edge of the bed and touched the girl's naked silky tits, shivering with fierce lust. She was no Cindy, not by any means, but she was young and her skin was like hot satin and her face was utterly smooth and soft and her plump little thighs, tawny and hotly kissable, triggered sharp tingles in Karen's lips and tongue.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Margie," whispered Karen. "I promise, darling."
"I know," the girl said bluntly. Her hands reached out and gently squeezed Karen's breasts and for a minute the brunette thought she would faint with eerie excitement. The youngest girl she'd ever had was nineteen, a secretary she'd picked up in a swinging bar, and, although the swinger had been ripely curved and passionate, Karen had trouble pretending it was Cindy.
Not with this one. She didn't even think about her daughter flow, but about the girl's adorable plumpness, her darling soft thighs and sweetly curved ass.
"You're beautiful," the girl said suddenly, still chewing her gum. "Most of 'em are dogs, if you want to know the truth. My mom's got her head up her ass when it comes to women. You're nice, like those Playboy pin-ups. Bet you Mom almost sucked you to death, didn't she? She's got a mouth like a buzz-saw! How do you want it first, a blowjob? Sixty-nine? Want to go down on my hot pussy first?"
The words, coming from such a tender girl, shocked Karen at first. But they also excited her very deeply. Karen lay down naked on the mattress beside the girl, her blood singing and her lips racing with tingles of lust.
"Just lie on top of me, honey. No, on your back, so I can feel your lovely breasts and thighs with my fingers, oh yes, yessss, oh Margie, your skin, so hot and smooth, your sweet thighs! Oh God, this is exciting, aaaaah..."
The girl lay on top of Karen on her back, twining her ankles around the brunette's. Karen's tits dug lasciviously into Margie's silky back and her throbbing pussy ground to the girl's soft ass. Now Karen showered kisses on the girl's throat, one hand playing with her hot tits, the other sliding down to tease her tiny cunt-lips, juicy and pulsing to Karen's touch.
Her breath a feverish rasp in the room, Karen began finger-fucking the blonde, very gently at first, using one finger to probe the succulent flesh, teasing her little pussy with loving fingertips, tickling her clit-bud to make Margie moan and tremble.
Margie was almost thoroughly jaded with sex. She'd been sucked and raped and teased and spanked and had gone down on so many pussies and cocks herself that it was practically a mechanical ritual for her. But in spite of her premature weariness, due to a heavy overdose of lust, she was getting extremely aroused by the sexy brunette.
For one thing, no one had ever finger-fucked her in this strange position before. For another, no one had ever been this gentle or loving with her men and women both who had sex with Margie went at it like impatient animals, devouring her luscious cunt with raw greed, raping her mouth and pussy and plump buttocks with savagely selfish excitement.
But not the brunette. She was kissing Margie's throat and the nape of her neck tenderly, finger fucking her with dreamy probes of her finger fucking, tickling and loving her hot pussy in a slow, sensuous, deeply arousing ritual that was getting the girl very hot, for a rare change.
"Oh, I like the way you do that," Margie moaned, undulating her ass against Karen's hotly throbbing cunt. She twisted her head around to kiss Karen on the lips, Frenching her passionately, sobbing in her throat as her loins started pounding with feverish excitement. For once, she wasn't being ravaged or raped or brutalized -- she was being loved, and her flesh was responding joyously.
A profound orgasm was building up in Margie's pussy for the first time in more than a year. Crying and panting, she turned over so that she was facing the naked brunette. With Karen's finger still stroking in and out of her trembling cunt, the girl folded her knees under her and spread her dripping thighs wide, craning her neck down to suck on one of the brunette's lush tits, beginning to come feverishly all over her hand, her squirming pussy fucking Karen's finger faster and harder.
Intense thrills shot through Karen's nipple as Margie sucked furiously, then rammed as much of the brunette's burning tit as she could get into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it lewdly. It was sheer heaven for Margie to suck on a beautiful woman's tits for a change, to be finger-fucked so lovingly, and wild cries rose in her throat as she began spraying hot cunt-juice over Karen's fingers, pumping her hips rapidly, wanting to go down an her partner eagerly now, to show her what she could with her wanton lips and tongue.
"Unnnnng! Jesus, I'm coming again!" sobbed the blonde, swinging her ass as Karen caressed her naked cheeks with one hand and rammed a second finger into Margie's gushing cunt with the other. For ten minutes, the girl cried and squirmed and sucked lustfully on the brunette's lush tits as she came profusely over her hand, wild spasms of hot joy racing through her pussy.
And the feel of a passionate, sweet young pussy trembling and dripping over her fingers, burning wild lips sucking fiercely on her tits, the girl's plump silky ass swinging eagerly in her hand sparked a maddening excitement in Karen.
She desperately wanted to eat the girl now, but before she could even open her mouth to suggest it, Margie was sliding downward, kissing her belly, licking hotly at her widespread thighs, teasing her for a minute of agonizing suspense.
And then Margie began the most shattering, thrilling experience of Karen's life. It was one thing to be eaten by a girl who was obscenely aroused, Karen knew.
But it was a totally different ecstasy to be sucked off by a young girl whose mouth was pure fire and passion, who knew more breathtaking tricks about lustful pussy-eating than experts twice her age.
The moaning girl began by Frenching Karen's trembling cunt, using her long feverish tongue like a whip of pleasure. Then she went into her dazzling repertoire of tricks, surprises that left the brunette crying with fierce excitement, dazed with numb, depraved joy.
Slipping a finger up Karen's burning asshole to slither it lustfully around, Margie lapped in a fury of greed for a minute, then abruptly shifted to sucking tenderly on Karen's hot clit. She rubbed the sensitive button with her tongue while she sucked, until the brunette went into spasms of unbearable ecstasy. And then the girl was rubbing her nose into Karen's pussy, using it like a wriggling soft tease while she snaked her burning tongue up Karen's ass hole for a series of delicious lewd thrills.
Margie's sense of timing was flawless. No sooner was the moaning, jerking brunette on the verge of a spine-tingling orgasm when she purposely slowed down her pace to prolong Karen's breathless pleasure. She licked her asshole with hot eager strokes of her tongue while she tickled Karen's fiercely sucking pussy with a teasing finger. Then she kissed the brunette's steaming thighs in a tantalizing circle around her soaked pussy, then abruptly resumed her cunt-sucking with hotter passion than ever.
While Margie usually went down on a woman with mechanical and mostly feigned lust, when she did go all out she gave the most exciting and delicious blow job possible. And because Karen had been so tender and kind to her, affectionate while she finger-fucked her, Margie was pouring her soul into her lascivious pussy-eating, trembling with joy as the brunette came all over her face and dug her bare heels into her shoulders, swinging her beautiful ass to a mad rhythm of lust.
And all the while the girl pretended this sexy, lovingly passionate woman was her mother, not the crude blonde who ate her every night with brutal greed. This beautiful brunette, who'd kissed her so sweetly as she finger-fucked her with tenderness, this voluptuous, sensitive stranger whose cunt was utterly delicious and wildly exciting with its silken hot spasms of ecstasy and gushes of fragrant honey in her mouth.
"Oh, God, Margie -- Oooooooh! -- sweetheart, bring it aver my face, I want to eat you too! Hurry, darling, aaaah!"
The girl hurried to obey, shifting around with her mouth still hungrily locked to Karen's sucking slit. Seizing Margie's hot, plump ass in her hands, Karen tugged down urgently and showered feverish kisses on her juicy cunt, her hands rubbing in a frenzy of lust over Margie's naked butt. Moaning wildly, Karen sucked on her tiny hot pussy, plunged her tongue deep up Margie's boiling asshole, kissed her silky cheeks for a minute, lapped once more at her succulent crack, so violently excited, at the taste and scent of tender young pussy and ass she felt dizzy with bliss.
Their sixty-nine came to a swift mutual climax, their hot tongues sucking frantically, hands stroking and squeezing everywhere. They paused to rest in the same position, exploring each other's thighs with tongues and lips, teasing each other's ass cracks, gently kissing and biting soft ripe mounds of thigh and butt flesh.
It was a slow, smoldering and deeply sensuous orgy for both of them until their sixty-nine resumed its earlier lust-crazed tempo, the feverish brunette and the child-like blonde rolling on their sides, ending up with Karen riding Margie's eager face and digging her mouth ravenously to her juicy little cunt in a frontal assault.
The attraction they held for each other was deeper than sexual, although Karen's ripe, sultry curves turned the girl on as much as Margie's budding soft girlishness. In Karen, the girl found -- at least in her wistful fantasy -- the beautiful, genuinely affectionate mother she'd never had, while for Karen the plump-assed blonde fulfilled every lustful and obscene promise Karen yearned for her own say daughter to lavish on her.
Panting furiously for breath, they finally released their faces from each other's steaming thighs and did nothing, but moan and gasp for five minutes.
"I loved it, too," panted the blonde, hugging her face to Karen's silky hot tits. As soon as she got enough money together, hustling tips secretly from satisfied partners, even fifty-dollar tips sometimes from housewives who went crazy over her sweet pussy and husbands who found her tighter and hotter than anything they'd ever had, Margie planned to run away from horn a.
She was tired of being used so grossly by her parents and getting nothing in return. She wanted to be free of them, their sordid surprises sand endless raw lust -- her mother's reedy, sandpapery tongue and her father's savage grunts in her ear while he rammed his thick cock violently up her tender ass, hugging and crushing her soft flesh between their naked bodies all night. They assaulted her mouth and pussy and asshole any time they felt like it, whether she protested or not. All these smoldering grievances had built up steadily over the past couple of years until Margie now seethed with violent resentment.
She had no idea what would become of her when she ran away but she wasn't worried. Having learned what turns on both sexes to a white-hot pitch, Margie knew she'd make out all right.
Without even asking, Karen sensed the blonde's deep unhappiness with her parents and hugged her maternally to her tits, the motherly feeling quickly giving way to urgent passion as the girl sucked on them excitedly.
She began by masturbating Margie, and then the blonde was darting her fingers down to Karen's pussy and soon both of them were moaning and coming over each other's hands, jerking wildly on the mattress.
And their two hours was up. When she began dressing, Margie quickly asked Karen for her address and phone number, saying she might just give her a call sometime -- without her parent's knowledge, of course. Karen gave it to her eagerly.
But when she tried to give Margie a twenty dollar tip, the blonde flatly refused.
"I ought to tip you, I had such a terrific time," she grinned. "Besides, you might be hearing from me soon."
Long after the brunette left, exhausted but glowing with the strange contentment only sex with an eager young girl could give her, Margie lay wide-eyed in bed. She'd told her parents she wanted to sleep alone tonight, because she felt sick. She said she felt like she had the flu, which always worked, because her horny mother was terrified of getting sick herself.
Margie dreamed impossible dreams that night without ever closing her eyes. She was thinking it would be cold out there in the streets. She would be homeless, on the hustle. There were creeps and pimps and all sorts of weirdo's lurking out there.
But Karen lived only twenty-five or thirty miles away in the beach town of Bascom Bay. She wondered if Karen had a daughter and what she would be like. Very often Margie yearned for a sister, for a real home and family instead of these Goddamn animals, as she secretly referred to them.
It might just be worth a try.
Karen had been very affectionate and even motherly toward her, in spite of their hot wanton sex. Maybe, just a chance in a million, but maybe Karen liked her enough to...
Margie slept fitfully, yearning and praying and sometimes crying in her sleep.
She knew she had enough money to run away, if she really wanted to -- more than three-hundred dollars in cash, stashed in her closet in an old pair of shoes.
The only thing she needed was the courage, and you couldn't buy that. But Margie would get it, somehow.
Along with a beautiful new family, if she played her cards right...
CHAPTER NINE
On that same night, Sally Wilson, the hotly stacked redheaded secretary, was feverishly caught up in her own orgy -- and her own problems.
In her lavishly furnished apartment in Bascom Bay, Sally was stripped down to one of her sexiest outfits, her large creamy tits in a low-cut, sheer red bra, which had small slits where her fat nipples could protrude. She wore matching see-through panties over her lush hips and five-inch red heels. The panties were crotchless.
The overall effect was striking. With her flaming red hair and voluptuous curves and high heels, Sally looked like an avenging Goddess of lust from a Grade B Technicolor epic. But looks, everyone found out sooner or later, could be very deceiving.
Sally didn't feel at all like a Goddess, in spite of her proud sensuous appearance. She felt like a whimpering sex-slave, the tawny blonde secretary's sex-slave and she yearned to be treated like one.
Because Laura had insisted on a three-way tonight with a stud, Sally had phoned up one of her occasional dates, a brawny construction worker with a cock like a five-pound salami and the sinewy power to use it like a pile driver. He wasn't exactly a poet of passion, but he had more than enough to keep two girls happy.
In fact, when Sally had told him on the phone she would also have a sexy and very lusty girlfriend present, he told her he would bring a buddy. When she explained he would have to accommodate them both, he got so excited on the phone she thought he would come all over it.
And that turned out to be the problem.
Because Laura, once she got a look at his muscled frame and the enormous bulge in his tight pants, began to fawn all over him, completely ignoring Sally. The guy's name was Joe and he, coincidentally, also happened to be married to a secretary, which did nothing to interfere with his action on the side.
By the time Joe got to Sally's place, he was half bombed on screwdrivers and seething for action. He had a few more drinks with the two secretaries, both of them with naked lust in his eyes and beginning to think it was a pity there weren't three horny chicks instead of two, when the young blonde began coming on to him like gangbusters.
Now, at Sally's suggestion, they played, strip poker and had a few more drinks. Joe cheated just a little bit so that he was naked first, displaying his massive muscles and enormous hard-on with pride. What the hell, he never believed in being modest, and his wife and other lucky girls had never complained.
And when Laura saw his powerful naked body and long, quivering prick she almost went wild with excitement. Now both the blonde and Joe were stark naked, while Sally was down to her sexy bra and panties and heels.
One minute they were joking and playing cards and the next Laura was sitting on his lap, her hot luscious ass squirming lewdly on his throbbing cock, deep moans of passion coming from her throat.
Never a man to fritter away his time, Joe immediately got down to action, lifting her soft hips and letting her slide her pussy down on his fleshy prick. Laura issued soft screams of joy as his pounding hard-on filled her tight cunt to bursting, each massive throb sending hot, breathtaking thrills rippling through her eagerly sucking cunt.
Now Laura placed her hands on his hairy thighs for support and began fucking him with un-ashamed joy, forgetting her redheaded girlfriend, concentrating on the delicious sensations of having a huge prick gorging her hotly sucking pussy. He was only the second man who'd ever screwed her in her life, and compared to her former boyfriend, he was a bull, his cock a blazing slab of raw power in her thrilled cunt.
To Joe, who'd screwed countless eager girls, the tawny blonde squirming feverishly on his lap had a fantastically tight and juicy cunt, a real winner. What she knew about fucking, rhythm, movement, tempo and other tricks, you could put in a thimble and have room left over for your thumb. But she more than made up for her lack of experience by the feel of her fiery, wildly clasping pussy, now going into hot spasms of ecstasy on his rod.
"Oooooooh, shit, honey, swing it!" he groaned when she suddenly clamped lustfully on his prick and wiggled her naked ass from side to side. "Work it, uuuugh! Hot, luscious action! Jeez, that's good, wild, beautiful!"
Tears gushing down her cheeks, Laura came in wild waves of excitement, rubbing her own sweating tits with frantic fingers, pumping her cunt savagely on his cock. The first sight of his massive prick had triggered a profound lust in her blood, a violent urge to ram it deep inside her until she couldn't breathe.
And, in a strange way, she had Sally to thank for that, for her animal urgency. It was the sultry, hot lipped redhead who'd opened the floodgates of her passion, who'd sucked her off half the night to unleash her smoldering lust, who'd raped her so deliciously with her monstrous dildo that years of rigid inhibitions had fallen by the wayside like a row of dominoes.
The panting, sobbing blonde was deeply relived to discover that she still found men exciting, the mere sight of a huge, quivering hard-on making her pussy drip with juices. She'd had such a wild, obscene night with Sally, had gotten her racks off so shatteringly and so many times, had gotten so hung up on sixty-nine with the sensuous, hot pussied secretary Laura wandered if she'd ever be able to climax with men.
She had nothing to worry about, she knew flow. The searing pressure of Joe's throbbing cock cramming her juicy slit tilled her with an intense ecstasy and Laura realized there, wasn't -- and never would be -- any substitute for a hot, thrilling live cock. Now she came again as his prick battered deep, grinding her naked ass furiously on his hairy crotch, rubbing, her back against his broad chest, crushing his hands more tightly to her sweating, heaving tits.
God, she loved to fuck! And suck, too, he realized in a daze as she saw Sally striding toward her, a look of hurt and rejection on the redhead's sultry face. Moaning, Sally shoved Joe's hands aside and clutched the blonde's hot tits in her own fingers and leaned down to suck on one mound with torrid hunger, the fire in her lips and pussy a wild ache by now.
For ten minutes, Sally had just stood there, feeling rejected and pouting. It was supposed to be a three-way, but Laura had leaped on the hung stud like a sex-crazy nympho! Not that Sally was jealous of Joe -- she could get all the men she wanted, any time she wanted I bent. She was jealous because her adorable blonde girlfriend was completely ignoring her for Joe's huge cock!
Although Sally swung with both men and girls, she'd always favored men -- until Laura came along. The tawny young blonde with the deliciously sweet cunt had now tilted the scales so that Sally's nymphomania had found a new obsession. Sally knew she'd never pass up a healthy prick, though! It was just that Laura, with her sweet tits and lovely ripe ass and silken thighs, intoxicated her like a drug, brought strange, bizarre urges in her blood, made her want to kiss her beautiful ass with humility and wait on her hand and foot and nibble on her dainty toes.
Because Sally was obsessed with sex itself. All her life she would relentlessly seek new thrills and kicks. But too much sex at the age of twenty-two had left her jaded, so that she deeply craved something bizarre and different.
Like being savagely taped in her tender ass by the hot, sexy young blonde. And worshipping her tawny skin and lushly rounded tits and deliciously curved ass. And, night after night, licking her sweet pussy and hot little asshole until she was rewarded with a flood of steaming cunt-honey.
But watching Joe piston his massive prick deep inside Laura's pink pussy had triggered a violent rage of emotions, leaving Sally both confused and wildly aroused. She loved seeing Laura in action, screaming with passion and swinging her lovely ass on his crotch, thrusting out her tits and crying with joy. Especially with a bull like Joe! But, because the luscious blonde was completely ignoring her, Sally felt all her frantic pussy-eating and ass-kissing had been in vain, that the blonde secretary needed only a huge cock rammed up her tight slit to keep her happy.
With an effort, Sally pulled herself together and joined in on the action, not easy considering their position, with Laura straddling Joe's lap as he sat in a chair. Stripping nude first, she now sucked lustfully on one of Laura's ripe tits and slid her fingers down to tickle Laura's swollen clit, getting an immediate cry of excitement from her.
Then, inspired by an idea, Sally groped further down to find Joe's big hairy balls. She jiggled them in her hand and squeezed them gently, trying to coax his load out of him, trying to get him to shoot his rocks off prematurely. She knew from making it with him a number of times that he could screw almost indefinitely, damn him! He could keep his enormous prick hard while a girl climaxed again and again, until she fainted with exhaustion.
More than once, Sally had given Joe her most dazzling, exciting blowjob, a mad sucking clash that managed to get almost any guy's rocks off in two or three minutes flat. But the big ape must have had an elephant hide on his cock! He could fuck her fiery mouth for a solid half hour without coming, the burly bastard!
But she felt his balls harden, in her fingers and she hefted and squeezed them a little harder, finally dropping to her knees in desperation, sucking and lapping at them hotly with her long tongue. Her face was pressed to both the base of his thick rod and Laura's juicy cunt-lips in the lewd position, and the combination of boiling cock and slippery cunt grinding to her face got Sally so hot she wanted to scream.
But it worked!
Grunting and clutching Laura's soft jerking hips in his hands, Joe felt his endurance begin to crumble. Christ. He'd never had his balls sucked on while he was screwing a beautiful blonde! Wild tingles tore through both his prick and his rock-hard balls, madly sucking pussy and wanton lips sparking his molten load, and a moment later Joe was coming, bursting his jism in violent torrents up the blonde's thrashing cunt, his gasps mingling with Laura's fierce cries of lust as she came all over his exploding rod.
And the moment Laura started coming, Sally quickly transferred her lips to her tiny pink clit, sucking with raw lust while Joe's cock spurted inside her. Wailing and jerking, the blonde crushed the redhead's mouth feverishly to her clit-bud, the combination of spurting male cock and soft hot lips on her cunt driving her into a frenzy of passion.
All three of them panted and moaned for a couple of minutes while Laura's mad spasms slowly wore down. She'd never had an orgasm like that, and she was now thoroughly hooked on the exciting possibilities of both sexes at the same time.
"Hot-damn, that was wild!" sighed Joe, gently lifting the sobbing blonde off his lap. "That's one hot little item you've got there, honey," he grinned at Laura.
"That cock of ours ought to be blessed by the Pope!" murmured Laura, still in a daze. What happened next was so fast, Joe could only watch in fascination.
Still on her knees, Sally tugged urgently on Laura's hips, pulling her down on the carpet. The blonde was suddenly stunned by an onslaught of wet, savagely hot thrills as Sally dug her frantic lips to her trembling pussy, her fingers gripping Laura's naked ass fiercely so she couldn't escape.
"Oh Jeeezus, Sally!" cried Laura, twining her fingers in Sally's long red hair and tugging wildly. "Oh God, honey, suck it! Oh Christ, my pussy! Oooooooh, aaaaaagh! Go!"
Because Laura's climax was still gently throbbing in her dripping pussy from Joe's gigantic flood of jism, it never had a chance to fade away. Now it erupted with a fresh wanton fury as the wild secretary raped Laura's cunt with every searing fiber of her mad lips and tongue, sucking and lapping and whipping into the sweet juicy flesh, the fragrant honey of the blonde's hot pussy fused with Joe's thick cream which still filled her slit, now oozing into Sally's frenzied mouth.
Joe watched the depraved spectacle with awe, his prick beginning to pound with brute power again. He'd seen girls make it with each other before, but not two lusciously sexy numbers like this! And Sally was going insane with hunger, eating the screaming blonde's pussy with ferocious lust, smearing her face all over Laura's boiling, squirming crack, bobbing and weaving her head into those silky, golden thighs like a hunter tracking its prey.
Again Laura let out a high scream of delirious excitement and dug her bare heels into Sally's soft shoulders, pumping her sexy naked ass to an hysterical rhythm. The stinging in her thrashing cunt was unbearable as Sally sucked her off with ravenous hunger, a fast, hot, furious attack that was almost insane in its greed.
But the lust-crazed nympho wasn't so crazy she forgot about her own madly throbbing pussy!
One hand flew away from Laura's jerking hip and beckoned frantically to Joe, who still sat in his chair in total fascination, his prick quivering with hard lust.
Shaking his head to break the spell, Joe quickly rose to meet the wanton challenge.
While Sally dug her fierce mouth into Laura's writhing pussy, she'd been grinding her own frenzied cunt into the carpet in spasms of excitement, her long legs spread out behind her and parted wide.
Now Joe mounted the trembling redhead from behind, lying flat on top of her, her hot quivering ass rubbing up to his hard-on eagerly. The vivid memory of Laura's rape of her silky cheeks last night was still fresh in the nymph's mind, the strange, overwhelming climax she'd had from the white-hot pain still faintly tingling in her asshole. She didn't care where he shoved his mammoth prick -- as long as he gave her every pounding inch!
Eagerly, Joe guided his cock between her soaked pussy lips, then eased it in with low groans of excitement. The naked contact of her burning soft ass-cheeks rubbing passionately to his crotch swelled his rod even bigger inside her tight pussy, and he began stroking to a lusty rhythm, his face only inches from Laura's squirming pink cunt as she undulated it feverishly to Sally's boiling mouth.
Now Sally was in delirious heat, in her true element of lust with a sweet, hot pussy raping her mouth and a giant hard-on ramming her eager cunt. She'd gotten so carried away with the passionate blonde secretary last night she'd almost forgotten how wild straight, savage screwing with a guy could be!
Gasping and grunting in Sally's ear, Joe pounded his long cock powerfully inside the redhead's searing cunt, his hands clutching her swollen tits. Her silky hot ass felt terrific against his groin and each time he slammed forward Sally wriggled it madly, feeling his blazing prick so deep she thought it as in the pit of her stomach.
Joe was not one to compare the merits of pussy at times like this, preferring to concentrate on the singular qualities of each piece as it came along. There was plenty of time for serious reflection later, usually over a few screwdrivers in a bar before going home to his wildly passionate young wife, also a secretary. It seemed to Joe as he fucked the trembling, creamy redhead with steady, forceful strokes of his huge cock that he was screwing nothing but secretaries these days. Just the other night he'd gotten a quickie from one of his wife's girlfriends, one of the fastest typists in town.
She was also one of the fastest pieces in town, he'd learned, slipping off her panties and rolling up her dress in the back seat of his car to nearly go crazy at the feel of his cock, howling and pumping her juicy cunt like it was on fire and he had the only hose in town!
That was the trouble with his wife, always boasting to her girlfriends about what a fantastic stud he was. Then, behind her back, they had to find out for themselves -- and they always did. His wife knew nothing about his busy hobby, thank Christ. Not yet, anyway.
But one of these nights, and damned soon he decided as Sally squeezed and wriggled her frantic wet pussy in fierce spasms on his pistoning prick, Joe was going to introduce her to Sally. Or the blonde. Or both of them! Because the sight of the sultry redhead going down on the tawny blonde was the biggest turn-on he'd ever had. And his wife was quite a knockout herself, cute face, terrific tits and ass, stunning legs, all woman, even though Joe was sure a depraved thought about making it with another girl had never crossed her innocent mind.
Well, Sally would sure as hell fix that! There was no doubt in Joe's mind from the way the blonde was screaming and panting and slamming her pussy to the redhead's mouth that Sally had turned her on to swinging with girls. The blonde was a hot, juicy piece of action herself, and Joe had a hunch she'd get along beautifully with his wife.
The thought of Laura and his wife naked, sucking each other's ripe tits and playing with each other almost triggered Joe's climax prematurely. And as he lay flat on top of Sally's back, screwing her faster and harder now to make her wriggle her ass with fierce excitement beneath him, strong whiffs of Laura's honeyed pussy struck his face, hot and perfumed and luscious, like his wife's. Joe was not a fanatic when it came to going down on girls, but once or twice a week he did his wife a favor and almost got hysterical with happiness.
Suddenly Sally pulled her mouth away from Laura's dripping cunt and twisted her head around to cry to Joe, "Up my ass! Shove it up my ass, Joe! Hurry!"
"Glad to oblige," he panted, quickly slipping out his massive hard-on. He probed her ass-crack with his knob, banging it crudely around for a few seconds, then reaching down to spread her soft hot checks wide. He made contact with her tiny asshole and then slammed his cock in with a brutal lunge.
Sally's naked butt went into spasms of agony and lust when the ripping pressure of his gigantic rod tore deep. Quickly, all the obscene associations of Laura's vicious rape last night flooded her mind and flesh, and then the redhead was coming in hot sticky gushes of pussy-juice, the blazing pain in her tender ass and the delicious heat of Laura's silky, thrashing cunt against her mouth all she needed to spark a shattering orgasm.
The blonde was close to fainting now, her pussy almost numb from the intense thrills Sally was giving her. It seemed that the more Sally ate her, the more the redhead craved it, the hotter her hunger and raw greed -- and the hotter Laura got for her fiery lips and tongue, too.
But then Laura remembered she felt the same way when Joe had rammed his enormous hot prick up her trembling cunt, her tawny flesh quivering from head to toe, her mind reeling. The answer, she knew, was that she was totally hung up on sex now, thinking of almost nothing else twenty-four hours a day, thanks to Sally. And why not? Christ knew she'd lost enough precious time being a nice girl all her life!
With her natural passion fully awake and roaring away, all Laura wanted to do was suck and fuck all night, not caring if she ever slept again. And now, her sleek, tawny flesh covered with sweat, her back arched sharply and her swollen tits bouncing madly, her heels digging into Sally's shoulders furiously, Laura got her rocks off still again, waves of ecstasy racing through her blood like wildfire.
Sally and Joe were only the beginning for her, only a sample of what was coming, Laura knew deep in her dazed mind. She was a born swinger, she knew with dead certainty now, a fun-and-games girl, a switch-hitting, pussy-eating, cock loving, eighteen-year old lusty minx and she was going to savor every depraved moment of her wanton life!
Stroking furiously in Sally's boiling asshole, Joe sucked in his breath as he began shooting his cum, spattering great torrents of steaming jism up Sally's stinging asshole, hot gushes of cream that left the trembling nympho sobbing with bliss.
All three of them temporarily sated, they sprawled around drinking and smoking for a few minutes. Then Sally begged Laura to spank her, and the blonde consented, slapping the creamy cheeks viciously until they were glowing crimson, dipping two fingers into Sally's eager pussy and lewdly finger-fucking her, clutching Joe's massive hard-on in her other hand to ram it in her mouth. Frantically excited at the heat and power of his cock, she forgot about Sally and used both hands to jerk the base of Joe's cock while she sucked on it feverishly.
Primed in the middle of a wild orgasm, Sally urgently pushed Joe back onto the carpet, on his back. She sat on his helpless face, rubbing her silken pussy lustfully over his mouth, forcing him to eat her, while the blonde devoured his pounding cock with feverish moans of delight.
An hour later Joe had to leave, hoping he'd saved at least one final load for his own wife. But he'd gotten Laura's phone number before he left, deciding Sally would just have to wait her turn. What Joe wanted now was a lusty three-way with the sexy blonde and his own hot wife. He had a hunch his wife would go crazy over the blonde rather than Sally. Besides, he preferred her luscious, boiling cunt over Sally's, not to mention her frantic, madly sucking lips!
Laura found she was just too tired to go home and would have to risk spending the night with Sally, whose frenzied hunger for her blonde pussy never seemed to stop. But Sally was surprisingly tender, giving her a lascivious tongue-bath from her dainty toes up to her throat and lips, lighting her cigarettes and bringing her a fresh drink in bed.
"You're nothing but a damn puppy dog," Laura told her contemptuously as Sally kissed her tits adoringly in bed. "Christ, don't you ever get enough?"
"Not of you," the redhead whispered, eyes gleaming. "Can I eat you for breakfast, darling?"
Laura sighed. Her voluptuous sex-slave was becoming a pain in the ass but Laura had deeply enjoyed spanking her gorgeous naked butt. Sally brought out strange, exciting urges in her, urges that would have to be explored, like tying the sexy redhead down and teasing her ripe tits and madly sucking pussy, tormenting her before sitting on her face and riding her sultry mouth in a blaze of obscene glory.
"You eat me," replied the blonde ominously, "and I'll come all over your face!"
Sally laughed with delight, her cunt growing hot and wet with desire once more. She didn't sleep, though. After an hour, when Laura slept deeply, she put the blonde's fingers to her trembling cunt, and Laura stirred awake at the lewd contact, finger-fucking Sally in dreamy strokes, realizing that after only an hour's sleep she felt vibrant and almost feverishly aroused once more, ready to keep her silent vow to herself to suck and fuck all night...
It was a strange, violently lustful night for both girls.
Laura tried almost everything with her hot sexy partner, even sitting on one of her lush, creamy tits and using the desire-fat nipple to sensuously tease and thrill her, coming all over the panting mounds.
At four a.m. Sally broke out her monstrous, spiked three-speed vibrator and the two secretaries took turns dreamily fucking each other. At dawn, Laura's seething viciousness came to the surface, and she raped her screaming sex-slave repeatedly in both her pussy and her churning asshole, both girls trembling madly and dripping with sweat in their night-long orgy.
Then Sally went to work at the office actually glowing and refreshed from her wild bout of lust. She nourished herself on torrid sex the way other people fueled themselves with food and water.
Laura fell into a deep sleep after Sally left, but not before wondering if her maddening hunger for sex would ever end. No matter how many times and who she swung with, she just couldn't seem to get enough! Not enough of Joe's hot, throbbing dick or Sally's fiery mouth and silken cunt. She felt as if her entire tawny body was one quivering, fiercely aching pussy!
She told herself she wasn't doing so badly, though. How many girls had their own gorgeously stacked sex-slave?
And if there had to be an end to it, it would be when they laid her down with total finality, fifty or sixty years from now -- and not one wanton moment before!
The sleek, sexy young blond was born to swing, and that knowledge gave her a profound, almost spiritual feeling of contentment. Most people in this chaotic world didn't have the vaguest idea what the hell they were born for, and at least she knew!
And as Laura plunged into the jet-black void of dreamless sleep, her soft face smoothing out in response like an innocent angel's, she was at that strange moment in time above and beyond mortal judgment, beyond good and evil, above law and license, free completely from guilt and shame and all the false judgments of the dark human mind.
She knew in the very depths of her soul that she was nothing more than an instrument of divine passion.
Born to fuck, and fuck to the hilt, without fear.
She slept like a baby, while destiny continued rolling on, silently changing and shattering the passionate sex-lives of other respectable citizens of the small peaceful town.
Especially the lives of the clean-cut, utterly wholesome Haley family, Jeff, Karen and their daughter Cindy, who were in for the hottest -- and most exciting -- change of all.
In the form of a gum-chewing, ripe-assed, madly wanton teenage girl.
CHAPTER TEN
Jeff said nothing to his wife about her obscene magazines and vibrator for the next few days, but bided his time until Friday night. With what he planned, he wanted the entire weekend free for action.
His ripely curved brunette wife was also silent most of the time, sometimes watching her daughter Cindy with smoldering eyes, remembering passionate little Margie with trembling delight. For some odd reason, the young blonde was haunting her thoughts, and Karen realized she'd been deeply moved by the girl, by something wistful and shining in her eyes. Margie's parents were downright slobs, and she sensed the girl's profound unhappiness like a dark cloud.
What Margie really needed was a decent family, lots of hugging and affection. Those thoughts sent shivers of excitement up Karen's spine. She'd have to visit Margie again soon, but first she'd have to brace herself for her revolting parents!
Now Cindy seemed to be avoiding her mother, her face flushing slightly whenever they met, her eyes averting Karen's gaze. This was partly due to Cindy's knowledge of her hidden magazines and vibrator, and mainly because Cindy feared her mother would find out about her and her father. They'd made it again last night while Karen went to her P.T.A. meeting, a hot, furiously lustful session, starting again in the shower -- Cindy would never be able to shower again without getting hotly aroused at the memories -- and ending up on the bathroom rug in a frenzied fucking episode that still left wild tingles in her throbbing pussy.
On Friday afternoon, as soon as she got out of school, Cindy went directly to her father's office, as he'd told her to that morning. He spent an hour talking to hex in the privacy of his office, a conversation that left his daughter, who sat on his lap squirming her plump ass in sensuous hot wriggles which almost made Jeff shoot off in his pants despite his torrid lunch hour with Sally, dazed and apprehensive -- and fiercely excited.
"It's the only way," Jeff told Cindy before she left. "Otherwise, if she can't get what she needs at home she'll stay out more and more and get wilder and wilder. You love your mother, don't you, Cindy?"
The girl nodded solemnly.
"Well, so do I," Jeff said. "And this is how we'll keep her at home where she belongs. Are you willing?"
Quickly, Cindy nodded. But she was still trembling when she got home. Suppose they were all wrong about her mother? But what other bizarre purpose would the obscene magazines and the vibrator have for her? And her father's reasoning, strange as it was, did strike Cindy as logical: if she could swing with her father, then why couldn't she satisfy her beautiful mother's fierce, wanton desires?
By eight o'clock that night, after a tense, silent dinner with furtive glances around the table, Cindy was still confused and shaken up, but determined to go through with it. Freshly bathed, she stood naked in front of her dresser mirror, dabbing perfume on her taut, tingling hot nipples, down over her softly rounded belly, on her silky tangle of cunt-hairs and sleek inner thighs and finally on her ass-cheeks -- just in case her mother found her lush naked ass as wildly exciting as her father did.
Putting on her robe, Cindy took a deep breath to brace herself and knocked on her mother's bedroom door. For the past few nights, Karen had gone to bed early, to read she'd said, but actually to avoid her husband and daughter. She was afraid that somehow they'd find out about her depraved night in San Francisco that her eyes or trembling fingers would give her away.
"Come in," en called, putting her book aside. She was under the blankets, but sitting up against propped pillows. Her ripe, lavishly curved tits almost spilled out over the top of her black negligee. Cindy shut the door behind her and, her heart hammering against her ribs, and sat on the edge of her mother's bed.
"What is it, Cindy?" Karen asked awkwardly. They hadn't spoken much in the past few months, just stilted, meaningless conversation. But the fragrant presence of Cindy's lush body, snugly filling out her robe, made Karen's throat dry and her pulse sing with feverish desire.
God, her daughter was sexy!
"We never talk any more, Mom," Cindy began clumsily. She knew what she had to say and do, because Jeff had made it crystal-clear to her that afternoon. "Just follow my instructions," he'd told Cindy firmly. "Do as I say and she'll melt like boiling wax. And," Jeff had added softly, his huge cock straining fiercely at his pants as Cindy rubbed her warm ass on his lap, "I've got a hunch you're going to like it!"
"You've got a problem, haven't you, darling?" Karen said, trying to sound as motherly as possible. It wasn't easy, with Cindy's gorgeously ripening tits and lush ass only a foot or so away!
"We both have a problem, Mom," Cindy said, her eyes burning. "Can I -- just cuddle up to you in bed, Mom? You never hug me or kiss me any more," Cindy blurted out truthfully. "You never show me any love!"
The brunette's face flushed. "I know, honey, I've got a lot of things on my mind... strange things. Sure, come on in bed with me, Cindy."
Trembling wildly, Cindy got under the covers. "Turn off the lamp, please, Mom," she whispered.
Karen switched the lamp off and faced her daughter, holding her tightly in her arms. They pressed their warm tits together and a soft moan escaped Karen's throat. She reminded herself sternly that this was her daughter, not Margie. But all the delicious, thrilling memories of Margie's sweet, boiling pussy beneath her stroking fingers and feverish lips, the feel of her plump tits crushing to her lips, her soft hot ass wriggling with joy as Karen rammed her mouth to her juicy thighs, all these lustful memories rushed through Karen's mind like a tremendously exciting replay.
"Let's get undressed, Mom!" Cindy whispered in the dark. "I want to feel close."
Although Karen didn't want to, knew she wouldn't be able to control herself once their naked flesh touched, she eagerly slipped out of her negligee while Cindy took off her robe. Cindy trembled wildly in her mother's arms, their hot silky tits crushing together, and then the girl eagerly wrapped her sleek legs around her mother's and their moist pussies came into electrifying contact.
And that's when the dam of Karen's wild passion burst.
With a deep passionate moan, Karen snaked her tongue into Cindy's mouth and rubbed her luscious ass with frantic fingers, jerking her throbbing cunt against her daughter's hot pussy. Instantly Cindy was wildly aroused, her cunt gushing small trickles of juice.
"Can't help myself, baby!" gasped Karen, sliding down under the covers. She sucked on Cindy's naked tits in a fever of lust, then burrowed her mouth down to Cindy's belly, licking and kissing and biting soft folds of flesh, her blood singing with wanton joy, her desire so fierce she was sobbing.
Panting and moaning, Cindy drew up her knees and spread her burning thighs wide, already beginning to jerk her boiling cunt. She was deliriously aroused, not only because Karen was her own mother but because she was a hotly sensuous woman in her own right, voluptuous, every inch of her gorgeous flesh reeking with hot sex, her searing lips now showering wild kisses on Cindy's inner thighs, edging closer to her trembling pussy.
Then with a sob of wanton bliss, Karen rammed her mouth to Cindy's hotly sucking cunt. The delicious squirming flesh was exciting beyond her wildest fantasies -- sweet, juicy, succulent, fantastically hot and tender.
The girl was coming at once, primed to an intense pitch of passion since her father took her cherry earlier in the week, and cunningly introduced her to the breathtaking ecstasy of oral sex. Only it was even more feverishly exciting with her own beautiful mother sucking her off ravenously, more thrilling and obscene and shocking, Karen's tongue darting up Cindy's sensitive asshole to make her scream with happiness.
In a daze of violent passion, the sexy brunette immersed herself totally in the savage excitement of going down on her own gorgeous daughter. She felt her pussy beginning to spasm with unbearable ecstasy as Cindy came in her mouth in hot gushes, thinking, of all the times she'd, dreamed of this moment while urgently finger-fucking herself and staring at pictures of lovely girls making it with torrid lust.
And it was better, wilder, more delicious and wanton in the hot, luscious flesh than all her frenzied fantasies.
With Cindy's stunning sexiness and youth, Karen could easily pretend she was a pinup or a stewardess as slit devoured her spasming cunt passionately. Listening to her daughter's fierce cries of joy, feeling her ripe naked ass swinging madly in her hands, Karen's vivid imagination was already dressing Cindy up in a mini-skirted stewardess' uniform. Only her sexy daughter would be stark naked beneath and Karen would have her sit on her lap while she played with her juicy cunt, both of them getting worked up feverishly before Karen went down on her with breathless hunger, rolling up her skirt to expose her silky wet thighs, lapping at her sweet pussy in a storm of raw lust.
Again and again Cindy came in her wantonly sucking mouth, panting and thrashing and screaming while her dazed mother sated her deepest urge. Her mind was reeling with anticipation as she saw herself, and Cindy playing an assortment of deliciously sexy games, with Cindy dressed as a nurse, always naked and hotly primed beneath the uniform, and Karen playing the bedridden patient, then Cindy as an alluring pinup and Karen taking pictures before tugging her panties savagely aside and wolfing at her sleek burning thighs.
At last Cindy, exhausted and shuddering with too many fierce orgasms, begged for mercy and Karen released her, holding her in her arms and soothing her runaway lust.
Now Cindy, profoundly curious and excited again, went down on her mother, cautiously at first, then with soaring passion once she tasted her honeyed hot cunt, and it was Karen's turn to wriggle and cry and come all over her daughter's eager face. Quickly, it became a feverish sixty-nine, both brunettes shuddering in ecstasy as they licked frantically at each other's spasming pussies.
Two hours later, Cindy fell asleep in her mother's arms, exhausted but deeply fulfilled; a wonderful molten glow in her loins, her lips still tingling with desire. She'd always thought her mother was sexy, but only savoring her ripe, delicious tits and caressing her curved ass and kissing her sleek thighs could show her how madly passionate and desirable the sultry brunette could really be.
While Cindy slept, Karen's mind whirled, thinking about the games, dreaming about the wanton pleasures she'd have with her own daughter -- and husband.
Before going to sleep, Cindy had confessed everything -- how her father had taken her cherry in the shower a few nights before, how they'd swung lustfully ever since, even, in fact, how Jeff had put her up to this!
They'd had separate bedrooms for the past year, Jeff sleeping in the guest room, but all that would be changed from now on. He was so considerate that he was letting her have Cindy all to herself tonight. Karen was angry only for a few minutes when Cindy told her about Jeff taking her cherry, but then she realized none of this would have happened if he didn't.
Besides, she couldn't wait to see her husband in action with her luscious daughter!
Mother and daughter slept in each other's arms, their hot naked flesh pressed sensuously together, waking before dawn to swing lustfully with renewed excitement.
Karen forgot all about Margie.
But Margie didn't forget about her -- not for a moment.
* * *
Margie showed up at the house two nights later, bringing only a small overnight case. Karen was startled to see her at first, then when Margie explained she had to run away from her brutal parents and asked to spend just one night, Karen embraced the girl warmly and told her she was more than welcome.
And Margie stayed on, becoming accepted as a regular member of the family in the next few weeks. Cindy especially liked the gum-chewing blonde, so much so in fact that the girls frequently slept together. When Margie wasn't spending the night with Karen or Jeff or both...
For the first few weeks, the wild-lipped blonde almost wore them all out. Sleeping with Margie meant usually that you barely got any sleep at all, but once she realized she had a real home, with all the loving she could handle, Margie calmed down a little. Her wanton mouth and feverishly hot little pussy rarely ever calmed down, which kept all of them happy, especially Cindy, who told curious neighbors Margie was her cousin from the East who'd come to live with them.
They became a very warm, close-knit family as the summer went by, going on picnics and camping trips. They played Karen's strange, never-ending games, with Cindy and Margie dressing up in different uniforms and playing different roles, and occasionally Jeff joining in, playing doctor to their nurse and patient, judge to their offending criminal -- this was Cindy's favorite game, since punishment usually came in the form of a hot spanking, always followed by fierce, wanton swinging with all of them taking part.
Once, as Jeff was driving out of town he glanced back to see the huge sign that said: WELCOME TO BASCOM BAY -- A NICE PLACE TO LIVE!
It was a very nice place to live, when you had a sexy wife and two sweet, loving daughters who always obeyed their parents.
And two stacked, very efficient secretaries like Sally and Laura, who also knew it was best to obey their boss, right down to the lusty letter.
