Every society is marked by an adolescent stage. A growing-up period. A time when each young member feels he is definitely more daring and modern than the adults ruling the establishment he often rebels against. Nowhere is this phenomenon more marked than in an open society such as ours.
Many an adult has smiled in nostalgic remembrance of the time he sneaked out back to enjoy a forbidden cigarette or beer. The time he challenged another boy to a drag race. The time he threw a firecracker in the school John.
Sandy Lewis is a teen-aged girl growing up in her own way: breaking the moral code she has been taught. Flaunting her body in open rebellion. Reveling in any and every new wanton experience. Indeed, Sandy makes a world of her own, where hedonism becomes the standard. She is growing up, going over the threshold into young adulthood.
THE SITTER SUCKS AND SPREADS is the story of one teenager's coming of age in our society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
"I said no, Terry! I don't want you to do that!" Sandy Lewis moaned. She grabbed the hand that was squeezing her left tit and pushed it away.
"But why, Sandy? I just want to feel them. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"
"I just don't want you to, that's all. Why can't we just kiss, like we usually do?"
"Because I can't stand it anymore. Look at this, Sandy. You're driving me crazy!"
He pointed down at his crotch. Even in the darkened car, Sandy could see the bulge in his jeans. There was the mound of his balls, and then the outline of his cock curving up over his belly. She blushed and looked away.
"Sandy, we've been going together now for nearly two months," he groaned. "That's a long time. You know I'm practically the only guy in school who isn't getting fucked. It's tough on a person."
He made another grab for her tit, and this time she let his hand stay there. He squeezed the firm flesh, pressing hard with his fingers. His thumb traced over the outline of her nipple. She heard him sigh with pleasure as he circled his hand around and around. She sank lower in the car seat, feeling quite pleasant herself.
She felt guilty as well. She didn't really want to do this. But she sensed that if she didn't let Terry cop a feel tonight, she might not be seeing much more of him. For weeks now he'd been taking her out on dates, or driving her home from her babysitting jobs, like tonight. And whenever he got horny, she put him off. She let him kiss her and that was it. Of course it was only a matter of time before he wanted more. She'd done her best. She'd postponed things for as long as possible.
"So fucking firm! And so fucking big!" he grunted, rolling his hand around on her other tit. "They must be around a size thirty-eight, huh?"
"Thirty-nine," Sandy said absently. "And don't swear so much. I don't like it."
"I can't help it, Sandy. You make me feel so fucking horny. You've got the best body of anyone in school, you know that? Everybody says so."
Again Sandy blushed. She didn't like people in school talking about her, but she knew they did. Especially the boys. She could tell from the way they looked at her just what they were saying and thinking, too. And in a way it was good to have a boyfriend like Terry, to keep them away. As long as they knew she was going steady with someone, they left her alone.
"Can I see them, Sandy?" Terry gasped. "Just for a few minutes?"
He began unbuttoning the front of her shirt, and for a few seconds Sandy was too shocked to respond. Her first reaction was to grab his hand again and shove it away, but she hesitated. Maybe she could let him go just a little bit further before stopping him. That way he would stay interested in her at least and want to keep seeing her.
"Fuck, they're fantastic!" he groaned. "Sandy, they're fucking beautiful!"
Her shirt was open all the way now, and he tugged it out of her jeans so that her big tits were on display. They were packed into a lacy white bra, but looked as if they would burst the flimsy garment any second. The dark rings of her areolas were clearly outlined through the sheer material. And he could see the flattened stubs of her brown nipples.
Sandy sank even lower in her car seat, and her big tits wobbled and separated slightly. Terry's fingers fumbled with the tiny clasp holding the lace cups together, then eased the two halves of the bra apart. Her naked tits came into view, the lower swells milky white in comparison with the tanned upper parts. Her freed nipples jutted up high off their areolas.
"Fuck, Sandy, they're fantastic!" Terry repeated. "I've never seen anything like them!"
His hand came up to cup the right tit, and he hefted it, as if trying to guess its weight. His thumb strayed over the nipple, and immediately it began to stretch higher off its puffy mound of flesh. It was hard and solid, and jutted up half an inch into the air. His mouth watered at the sight of it.
"Terry, that's enough. I'd better go in now," she gasped. Her fingers circled his wrist and she tried to move his hand away.
"So fucking firm and beautiful," he moaned, ignoring her. "And the nipples are so fucking long."
Sandy glanced out the car window nervous-
ly. They were parked right in front of her house, after all. And while her mother was out working the night shift at the hospital, Wayne was home. Wayne the Pain, her mother's live-in boyfriend. He was always snooping around, trying to catch her out at something. He was probably peeking out the curtains at them right this second, in fact.
"Terry, I have to go in. Someone will see," she protested.
But even as she spoke, Terry was dipping his head over her chest. She watched in shock and excitement as his tongue poked out and touched her nipple. Then his whole mouth was sinking down, taking the stiff stub and all of her areola inside. He began to suck noisily, as if he were nursing at her tit. She gazed down at him in amazement.
"Terry, what are you doing! My God!" she gasped. "Stop it! This is crazy!"
His tongue was circling around and around on her nipple. His teeth were nipping at it ever so gently. And sparks of pleasure were shooting up through her tit. She was shocked. His mouth felt wonderful slurping and sucking on her tit. What was happening to her? She'd never felt sensations like this before. There was even a warmth flowing into her crotch. She could feel the lips of her pussy growing damp in her panties.
"Terry, stop it! Stop it!" she moaned. Again she glanced nervously toward the house.
"I can't, Sandy," he panted, raising his mouth off one nipple only to move over toward the other one. "Your tits are so fucking suckable!"
His mouth captured the other swollen nipple and he began sucking all over again. She glanced down at the nipple he'd just released. It was wet and glistening and stuck up nearly an inch off its ring of flesh. Already sparks were shooting up through the one he was chewing. Her crotch grew more itchy and wet in her pants.
As if all this weren't confusing enough, now his free hand was stroking down between her legs. And now sparks really began to fly. Her pussy felt like it was melting or something. All kinds of lovely sensations were flowing up from her crotch. She clenched her legs shut over his hand, but his fingers moved up to unsnap her jeans.
"No, Terry! No!" she gulped. And now there was panic in her voice. She felt as though she were losing all control of the situation.
"Why the fuck not?" he hissed, spitting out her second hopelessly erect nipple. "You want this as much as I do, I can tell."
"No I don't," she lied. "And this has gone too far already. We're parked right in front of my house, for God's sake!"
For a moment she thought he was going to go right back to sucking her nipples. He was breathing hard and his face was flushed. But then he seemed to come to his senses. He glanced up the driveway toward her house, then back at her lush naked tits. They were heaving there on her chest like large mounds of cream. The nipples were dark brown and incredibly long. Shadows were cast across her skin by the erect stubs.
"I guess we can't fuck here," he said, his mind racing. "But we could drive somewhere else."
"No," Sandy snapped. "I'm not driving anywhere with you at this hour. I have to go in."
She felt in control again, and while she had the chance she slotted the stud of her jeans back into place. She started to fold the open halves of her shirt back over her tits, but he stopped her.
"Sandy you can't leave me this way. My balls are bursting," he moaned. "Give me a hand-job at least, why don't you?"
"A hand-job?"
"You know, jerk me off," he grunted. He was squirming in his seat, unzipping his fly and opening up his pants.
Again Sandy was too shocked to respond. She watched helplessly as he shoved his pants down and heaved his crotch toward her. His cock, a solid seven inches of meat, swayed out in her direction. Its head was red and inflamed, like a big mushroom, and a vein throbbed along one side of the shaft. Below she could see the strange mound of his balls nestled in their leathery pouch.
"Please, Sandy. I'll explode if you don't help me out," he wheezed. "Put your hand on my cock. Jerk me off. It should only take a minute or two."
Sandy's heart pounded. This was her very first close-up view of a cock, and she was trying to sort out her feelings. She expected to feel disgust, or fear at least. But she didn't. The solid shaft was strangely beautiful swaying there in the half-light of the car. It shifted slightly to the left, and then to the right. And as she watched, a clear pearl of fluid oozed out its tip and rolled over the head.
"My God, Terry, it's leaking or something! What's that stuff?" she gasped.
"I'm just wet from feeling you up and sucking your tits. Put your hand on it, Sandy. Please. I really need it."
She glanced at the house quickly. Then, without thinking any further, she curled her slender fingers around the erect cock and squeezed it gently. An electric thrill went through her as soon as she touched it. And she felt more warm twinges in her own crotch. She tilted the shaft from left to right, wondering what to do with it. Her fingers clenched tight and then relaxed. Another pearl of fluid escaped from the tip and drooled over her hand.
"Pump it up and down in your hand. Jerk me off," Terry groaned. His head had sagged back against his seat and his voice was tense.
"Like this?" she asked. And she began to crank the shaft of his cock up and down with harsh, rapid tugs.
"Oh fuck! Slower! More gently! Don't try to pull it out by the roots!"
Her hand slowed down and settled into a regular rhythm in his lap. She was gazing down at the thick shaft, amazed at how the skin slid up and down over it. The purple head winked at her in the half light, and still more oily fluid seeped down over her fingers. For a while the only sound in the car was the soft flap-flap-flap of her fist.
"What does it feel like? Is it nice?" she asked, truly curious.
"It feels fucking great. Squeeze it just a little harder. And tickle my balls with your other hand."
She hesitated for a second. She didn't want to seem too willing to do everything he asked. But then she reached out with her free hand and stroked her fingers over the leathery pouch of his balls. She tickled them with her fingertips for a while and he groaned out loud. Finally she cupped his ball sac with her palm and gently massaged it.
"Oh fuck, that's nice!" he moaned. "Another minute of this and I'll be shooting my load. Your hand feels so good on my cock, Sandy."
She blushed and began to pump on his cock more quickly. She was enjoying playing with his cock, and the sweet melty feelings were still flowing through her pussy. But she wanted to get all this over with. She really was scared that Wayne would notice them from the house. The last thing she wanted was for him to start asking all kinds of questions once she got inside. He was like that. He really took a strong interest in everything she did.
"Nearly there, baby! Just a few more pulls!" Terry grunted. "Squeeze a little harder! Like that! Oh fuck!"
Sandy's fist was a blur of motion in his lap. She was cranking his cock up and down with expert tugs now. They both stared down at the straining cockhead as if they were hypnotized. Now and then Terry groaned deeply. She caressed his balls with her free hand, amazed at how his balls shifted and rolled in their pouch.
"Now, baby! Now!" he howled suddenly. "Jerk me off hard!"
His cock seemed to flex in her hand. She was sure she felt it recoil. Then a string of silver cum two feet long spiraled up into the air. It hung there for what seemed like ages before splattering loudly across her belly and left tit. She gazed down at herself in amazement. The ribbon of white slime drooled off her tit and onto her rib cage before dribbling lower onto her belly. The fluid gleamed on her brown skin.
Her hand stopped in mid-stroke. She was thrown completely off her rhythm. His blazing cock spurted out another two-foot-long jet of cum that splashed right between her tits. It stuck in her cleavage for a split second and then flowed thickly down her belly and into her navel. It felt warm and sticky on her skin, like heated glue.
"All over your tits, babe! Cumming all over your big beautiful tits!" he croaked. He humped his ass up and down off the car seat, driving his cock through the tight clasp of her fingers.
Sandy stared at his hard-on in disbelief. And as she watched, another string of cum shot up into the air. This one arced to one side and looped over her right tit. It hit her erect nipple and split off in several different directions. The nipple glittered in the half light. Spunk hung from it in a long elastic rope.
"Pump me, baby! Jerk me off!" Terry croaked, glaring at her unmoving hand. "Yank my cock up and down!"
She snapped out of her trance and began cranking his cock again. A much shorter jet of cum jumped from the tip and splashed over her hand and forearm. Then it was over and only the dregs of his climax oozed onto her fingers. She tugged on his prick slowly, watching it the whole time. Her fingers felt like they were being glued together by the sticky cum-slime.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Terry groaned. He sagged heavily back in his seat, his balls drained.
For a while Sandy didn't let go of his cock. She squeezed it gently, milking out the last of his spunk. When she did let go, the shaft rolled loosely over his lower belly and began to shrink. She raised her hand as if she'd dipped it in something gross. The silver cum webbed her fingers together and hung down in strings.
"Sorry I came all over you, babe," Terry smiled, watching her. "But you do look kind of sexy, all streaked in cum, you have to admit. Your tits look great with spunk pouring down them."
Sandy stared down at herself without speaking. She lowered her sperm-soaked hand and touched it to her right tit. She began scooping up strings of cum, trying to clean herself up. But she only spread the jizz around more and made her tits shine with it. Spunk still dripped off her nipple and flowed down her belly. Some of it had dripped lower and was soiling the top of her jeans. The more she touched herself, the messier she became.
"This is gross. I don't believe it," she said at last. And she held up her hand again and watched the cum drip down onto her tits.
Chapter Two
She tried to sneak into the house without Wayne seeing her. But as she started up the stairs to her room he appeared in the kitchen doorway. He glanced at his watch and then stared at her with a sly smile on his handsome face. He was a pretty good-looking guy, Sandy had to admit, even though he was middle-aged and everything.
"You were parked out there an awful long time, young lady," he grinned. "Just what are you and Terry getting up to these days?"
"That's none of your business," Sandy snapped. "You're not my father. I don't have to answer to you."
"That's true. But when your mother's not around I feel responsible for you. I wouldn't want you to get into trouble."
Sandy blushed. Under her shirt, her tits were still sticky with Terry's cum. For one wild moment, she was tempted to tell Wayne just what had happened. She was curious about what he'd say, how he'd react. But instead she just stood there, trying to think of something witty and sarcastic to reply. She felt like a little girl caught doing something naughty.
"Can I go up to my room, please? I really need a shower," she said finally.
She didn't wait for a reply. She bounded up the stairs and into her room. Her heart was pounding. It was funny, but she often felt strange and tense lately when she was around Wayne. It wasn't that she was attracted to him or anything. After all, he was always spying on her and making her life uncomfortable. But things certainly would have been easier if he was paunchy and balding, like most middle-aged men she knew. It would be so much easier to dislike him then.
She began to undress. She peeled off her shirt and unhooked her bra. But as she tossed the lacy harness away she caught sight of herself in her full-length mirror and something made her pause. She stepped closer to the mirror and examined herself. There were traces of dried and half-dried cum all over her big tits and belly. Her skin was streaked with white stains. She blushed again, remembering how Terry had spurted his jizz all over her.
Her fingers unsnapped her jeans absently, and she shoved them to the floor and stepped out of them. Then she stood there in front of the mirror wearing nothing but her lacy white panties. She arched her back and thrust out her thirty-nine-inch tits proudly. The nipples were still erect, she noticed. They jutted up high off their puffy pink circles of flesh.
They really were beautiful tits, she had to admit. In spite of their size they were firm and arced up perfectly from her rib cage. Was it any wonder they drove guys crazy, especially poor Terry? A sly grin crept over her face as she cupped the tits and raised them in her hands. Thrills still went through her as she touched the nipples.
Her panties caught her eye in the mirror suddenly and she let go her tits. The brief triangle of white material stretched taut across her crotch. But now for the first time she noticed that there was a damp stain on them. They were wet. All that moisture she'd felt when Terry was sucking her tits was now soiling the front of her pants.
She touched her fingers to the front of the lacy garment and a tingle of pleasure shot deep inside her. It was so powerful, for a second she felt weak in the knees. She sat down on the foot of the bed and tried to calm herself. But the temptation to touch herself again was too strong, and her fingers poked gently at her pussy through her briefs.
It felt so good. She couldn't believe how good it felt. And suddenly her hand was inside her panties and she was sliding a finger up and down along the damp slit of her cunny. She moaned out loud. She sank back on one elbow on the bed. And all the while she gazed at her reflection in the mirror as her hand fumbled in her crotch. Finally two fingers parted her cuntlips and a third slipped inside her.
"Ohhhhhh! Mmmmm!" she moaned, warm feelings running through her. "So good! So nice!"
Suddenly she pulled her hand from her pants and stood up. She quickly slid her panties down and off, and then settled back on the bed in front of the mirror, her legs split wide. She gripped the pulpy lips of her cunt with her fingers and pried them wide apart. Her eyes widened at the sight of all the bright pink skin shining out at her.
This was the first time she'd ever done this. Never before had she taken the time and trouble to examine herself properly. She'd always been too embarrassed or ashamed. And it was fascinating. There were all kinds of things to look at. Like the thick outer lips of her hole. Or the smaller, rubbery flaps of skin inside. And the weird little knob of pink sticking up like a tiny finger.
Everything was so wet. The pink skin inside her was all shiny with goo. Her puffy outer cunt-lips glistened. Even her sparse pubic hair was damp. And all because Terry had kissed and sucked her tits. It was amazing. What if he'd touched her down between her legs? What if she'd let him feel her pussy? She wondered what that would have felt like. Then for the first time she wondered what his cock would feel like inside her.
Her fingers pried the soggy lips of her cunt as wide as they would go. Her cunt-hole gaped open like a strange mouth. With her free hand she then began poking about, swirling the fingers this way and that inside her pussy. She moaned softly, surprised at how strong the pleasure was. She felt funny deep in her belly and all the way up into her tits.
"So strange, so nice," she mumbled, still staring at herself in the mirror. "And I'm so wet."
She accidentally brushed her finger against the stiff bud of her clit and a shudder went through her. A wave of pleasure rolled through her, so strong that she almost called out loud. But she remembered that Wayne was downstairs. If he heard her he'd be up like a shot. He didn't need much of an excuse these days to poke his head into her room. She bit her bottom Up and touched her clit again.
This time she couldn't stop herself. She let out a loud groan. Sparks of pleasure shot through her. They made her nipples tingle. She quit touching the erect bud of her clit and pried her pussy lips wide with both hands. Her ass raised up off the bed and she humped her crotch up and down in the air. Her belly fluttered and her tits wobbled from side to side.
"So nice! So good!" she whimpered. "I'm so wet and creamy!"
"Yes you are, baby!" a voice called out suddenly. "You're so fucking wet and creamy, you need more than your hand in your cunt."
Sandy sat bolt upright on the bed and closed her legs. Wayne stood in the open doorway, grinning at her. He had his arms folded and he was leaning on the door jamb. For all she knew, he could have been standing there watching her for quite some time.
"Get out of my room! How dare you come in here without knocking! Get out! Get out! Get out!" she cried.
"Now now, don't be like that," he soothed. "I heard these moans and groans, and I had to come in and investigate. I thought you were hurting yourself. Instead, what do I find? Little Sandy finger-fucking herself!"
"Get out of here right now, Wayne!" she snapped. She held one hand over her gaping pussy and tried to cover her tits with her arm. But it was impossible. One or the other of her tits kept slipping free.
"Whoever would have thought it? Prim little Sandy, finger-fucking herself! And we all thought butter wouldn't melt in her mouth!"
He slid into the room and closed the door behind him. Then he stood at the foot of the bed and stared at her. He gazed at her oozing tits, at her flat brown belly and her slender golden thighs. Then he stared into her big blue eyes and grinned again.
"You're fucking beautiful," he said simply. "You're just a perfect, teen-aged version of your mother."
Sandy didn't know what to say. She knelt there on the bed and glared at him, trying to think of what to do next. Again she felt like a little girl around him. He always threw her off balance. Just when she was yelling at him to get out, he paid her an unexpected compliment. It was a crude one maybe, but it was still flattering. He was a grown man, middle-aged and everything. And yet she obviously turned him on strongly.
"Wayne, would you leave my room right now, please? My mother wouldn't like it if she knew you had been in here when I was . . . naked and everything. She'd be very upset."
"She'd also be upset if she knew you'd been finger-fucking yourself," he grinned. "She thinks you're such an innocent little thing."
"You'd tell her, I suppose?"
"I might, I might not," he smiled. "It all depends."
He was unbuttoning his shirt, very slowly, very casually. He slipped it off and draped it carefully around a chair. He kicked off his sandals and began unzipping his fly. He watched her the whole time, with the same sly grin on his face.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" she gasped, unable to take her eyes off him. "Wayne, are you losing your mind?"
His pants slid down his legs and he stepped out of them, folding them neatly over his shirt. He stood there for a second or two wearing nothing but a pair of tight briefs that bulged out in front. Then he was bending down and peeling these down his legs. He tossed them aside and stood in front of her wearing nothing but his smile.
"Well, do I measure up to your boyfriend Terry?" he asked. "Is my cock big enough for you?"
Sandy was too shocked to speak. She just knelt there on the bed, trying to hide her nakedness. And her eyes were glued to his crotch. This was only the second adult cock she'd seen in her whole life, but she had a feeling that if she lived to be a hundred, she wouldn't see one any bigger.
It was maybe nine inches long, and it curved down from his belly like some thick piece of hose. It was capped by a huge pink head that glistened in the light. It wasn't even hard. She knew that without thinking. Yet it was thicker and bigger than Terry's would ever be. It must get to be nearly a foot long when fully stiff, she thought.
"Well? What do you think?" he repeated, as if he were asking her what she thought of a new tie he was wearing. "Does it make your cunt tingle or what?"
"It's gross," she said softly.
She was amazed at herself. A moment ago she was yelling for him to leave. And yet here she was gazing at his cock as if it were the most fascinating thing she'd ever encountered. She didn't want him to leave now. In fact what she wanted more than anything was for him to step closer so that she could touch his huge cock. She wanted to take it in her hand and feel it, squeeze it, test its weight.
As if reading her mind, he moved around the side of the bed until he was close to her. But before she could react, he was gripping her gently by her shoulders and gazing down at her with warm brown eyes. His huge cock bounced and swayed in front of him as he moved, she noticed. It was now pointing down at her right thigh.
"Let go of your tits. Let me see them," he said softly.
And without hesitation, she dropped her arm and let her tits settle in front of her. She even removed her other hand from her crotch without being asked. She didn't feel ashamed of her body suddenly. And she was excited at his attention.
"Beautiful, fucking beautiful!" he muttered. He reached down and scooped her tits into both hands. He hefted and squeezed them and ran his thumbs over the swollen nipples.
"Wayne, this is crazy," she muttered. But she didn't shy away from him. She let him play with her tits just the way she had with Terry earlier.
"They're all sticky," he said. "Your tits are all streaked and sticky. What did you do, let Terry cum all over them?"
Sandy flushed with embarrassment. She didn't feel like going into the strange things that had happened to her so far this evening.
"I can't say I blame him," Wayne went on.
"They're the most perfect tits I've ever seen. Any guy would just love to cream his balls all over them."
He was bending over slightly. And Sandy shuddered as his hand left her tit and stroked down over her rib cage and belly. Without thinking she opened her legs, and his fingers fleeced through her pubic hair toward her pussy. She gasped out loud as two of his fingers spread her cuntlips apart and a third slid inside her. All the melty feelings returned. Her belly felt all quivery.
"Oh God!" she whimpered. "Oh God!"
She still wanted to reach out and touch his cock, but she was too shy. She remained passive on the bed and let him fondle her tit and poke her pussy. Her eyes fluttered closed and she bit her bottom lip again. Her nipples felt like they were on fire. And her pussy was creaming up again shamelessly as he explored it.
"Why don't you lie down on your back?" he said suddenly. "I want to lick every last inch of your gorgeous fucking body."
At this point Sandy was willing to do anything. She eased over onto her side, and then onto her back. He let go her tit and drew his other hand from her oozing cunt. Then he was crawling onto the bed beside her. He gave her one quick kiss on the mouth and then licked and nibbled his way down her neck toward her tits.
A thrill went through her as he slipped a nipple between his lips. It occurred to her that he was the second male to suck on her tits in less than an hour.
He chewed on her nipple for only a second or two. And then he was tracing his tongue down her rib cage and onto her belly. He stuck his tongue into her navel and swirled it about. Then he was licking lower, twirling his tongue through the short wiry curls of her pubic mound. Sandy's heart pounded as she realized what was about to happen.
"Sweet teenage cunt! So sweet and fresh and new!" he hissed. He spread her cuntlips with his fingertips and dipped his tongue inside.
"Oh my! Oh my! Ohhhhhh!" she moaned. Her hands flailed out on either side of her and grabbed at the sheet.
Her cunt was all pink and swollen. It was greasy and dripping with juice. He licked up one side of it and then up the other. He buried his mouth down on it till his nose was crammed in her pubic hair. For the moment he avoided her clit.
Her ass was already raised up off the bed. She was humping his face with little jerks of her crotch. Her thighs were open wide and straining. Her tits heaved. He got the feeling she wasn't far from cumming, even without him touching her clit.
"You want me to make you cum, little girl?" he asked suddenly, raising his greasy face from her cunt. "You ready to cum all over my face?"
"Yes! Oh God, yes!" Sandy croaked, though she wasn't exactly sure what he meant. "I feel so strange! I feel so funny!"
Wayne mashed his face back into her crotch and sucked her hard. Her cunt was gaping wide now, like some obscene flower. He found her clit, caught it between his lips and tugged on it. She yelped and whimpered, almost as if she were in pain. She humped her crotch at him and opened and closed her thighs about his head.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she bleated, arching her back high off the bed. "So strange! So good! So good!"
He stayed with her, chewing on her clit like a man possessed. His hands had scooped under her asscheeks now, and he was clawing them, leaving white marks in the flesh. One finger slid between her buns and found her asshole. He poked it inside her as far as it would go. She squirmed even more, as if trying to escape from him.
Her climax lasted the better part of a minute. At least it took her that long to quit squirming and humping like a wild girl. When she finally settled down he kept his mouth glued to her cunt, but he let go her clit. He contented himself with nibbling and slurping on the bright pink skin on either side of her cunt, stretching it to gross lengths.
Her body sank back onto the bed. She looked like a limp doll spread out there, her legs split wide. He raised his face from her crotch and grinned at her, his jaw shiny. Then he crawled up onto his knees and stared down at her. His cock had grown in the last few minutes. It was a solid eleven-inch pole looming out from his crotch. Sandy eyed it nervously as she lay there. She wondered vaguely what he planned to do with it.
"Did that feel good, little girl?" he smiled. "Did my mouth feel good on your hot soaking cunt?"
"Yes," she admitted. "It felt wonderful."
"Well I'm glad. Because now it's my turn. My balls are all bloated from that little suck session. I need to unload about a quart of cum."
For a second Sandy really did think he would lay down on top of her and shove his big prick up her pussy. But instead he moved around to one side of her and swung a leg over her middle. He settled down on top of her rib cage and pressed his prick between her tits. Then he mashed her tits together over his cock, trapping it there. He began to slide back and forth slowly, plowing his cock up and down her cleavage.
"Ever had your tits fucked before, baby?" he leered. "Ever had a giant hard-on pressed between these huge quivering tits of yours?"
"No!" Sandy gasped, sounding very much like a little girl. "I never have!"
Her head was propped up on a pillow, and she could look down and see his hard-on thrusting between her tits. It disappeared each time he drew back, but then the head and three or four inches of cock appeared whenever he jerked forward. It was the weirdest sensation. His cock felt like a hot bar of steel sliding through her cleavage.
"I've been wanting to do this for months," he admitted. "All these months living in the same house with you, watching these big beautiful tits jiggling up and down. Lately, whenever I fuck your mother, I imagine I'm with you."
Sandy didn't know whether to feel angry or flattered. Her mother was really hung up on Wayne, after all. Since her divorce, Wayne had been the only guy she'd ever gotten excited over. And yet here he was betraying her. And Sandy was helping him. It was all very confusing.
"Fuck, this feels good," he muttered. "You've no idea how great it feels to fuck your big bouncing tits!"
His thrusts were growing stronger. He was squeezing her tits hard over his prick and ramming his crotch back and forth wildly. She clasped her hands over his, not knowing what else to do with them. She was actually helping him press her tits together. There was a tension in his face now that she found fascinating.
"I'm going to cum, baby!" he grunted. "I'm going to splatter hot cum all over your big bouncing tits! You ready for it?"
"I guess so," Sandy muttered uncertainly. It occurred to her suddenly that this would be the second load of cum to be spilled over her tits in an hour. It sure had been an interesting evening.
"Wait for it, baby! Gonna paint your tits with cum!" he howled. "Oh fuck! Such big fucking tits!"
He bucked forward and his cock jutted far out from between her tits. A long jet of cum shot from the tip of his prick and splashed Sandy under her chin. It felt like hot wax on her skin. She could feel it pouring down over her neck and pooling in the hollow of her throat.
He drew back, let go her tits, and took his cock in his fist. He raised up slightly, aimed his cock down, and pumped it hard. A thick stream of silver cum splashed down into her cleavage and sprayed all over her neck. He groaned with pleasure. He was staring down at her with a wild right in his eyes. This was obviously a dream come true for him, shooting jizz all over Sandy's tits.
"Feel it, baby! Feel my hot cum all over your tits!" he groaned. "So good! So fucking good!"
He was tilting his cock this way and that, spraying first her right tit and then her left, spilling jet after jet of white spunk all over her tits. He drenched both nipples, and then watched the thick silver goo roll down her tits like heavy cream. The cum was pooling between her tits and flowing down into the hollow of her neck and over onto her belly. Again, she was awash with hot spunk.
"Beautiful! What a fucking sight you are!" he smiled. His cock had quit spurting now and he was squeezing out the last few drops onto her left nipple. "I've wanted to do this for so fucking long!"
Sandy lay there and let him do as he wished. She was too dazed and dreamy from her own climax to care that she was again drenched with cum. She watched him milk out the last of his jism and then took hold of his slackening prick when he offered it to her. She got to feel the bulk of it at last, and she was glad that he hadn't shoved it inside her. It really was a monster.
She squeezed the softening cock gently and watched the odd drop of cum ooze from its tip. Then she tilted his cock down and began to poke it about on her tits, spreading the spilled cum this way and that. He groaned out loud, obviously enjoying what she was doing. He watched her like a proud teacher with a bright young student.
"You're really something, you know that?" he moaned. "You're enough to drive a man out of his mind!"
She didn't seem to be listening. She was concentrating on spreading his cum all over her tits. This way and that she tilted his cock, pressing the head against her nipples and painting her tits with slime. She glanced up at him from time to time, to make sure he was watching. But then she went back to staring at his cock.
"There's no need to tell anyone about this, is there?" he said suddenly. "Especially your mother. She'd really get upset."
"Mmmmm!" Sandy moaned.
"We can let it be our little secret. Okay? We don't want to upset anyone without cause."
Sandy still didn't seem to be listening. She let go his cock and it swayed up and to one side. Then she cupped her tits in both hands and began massaging them, rubbing the sticky cum all over both heaving mounds. Cum flowed over her fingers and tits like glue. And she watched it dreamily, as if she still didn't understand how it got there.
Chapter Three
For the next few days Sandy stayed away from home as much as she could. She slept over at her girlfriend Tammy's house for two nights. She'd done this occasionally in the past, so that it wasn't all that unusual. Her mother didn't question her about it, and in any case she was busy with her night shifts at the hospital. Sandy was glad of the breathing space. She didn't want to be around her mother too much after what had happened.
And of course she didn't want to see too much of Wayne. She felt oddly shy after their wild session together. It would be good to stay away from him for a while, she thought. And he seemed to agree. Whenever he saw her, he smiled and was extra pleasant. But he made no moves on her and didn't ask to see her again in her bedroom. Obviously he wanted a little time to think things over as well.
Sandy went to school as usual, and spent lots of time with Tammy, though she didn't tell the younger girl what had happened to her in the last few days. She also saw Terry once or twice, and he tried to make dates with her both times. She told him no, that she had too much on her mind lately, and he went away miserable. But she was thinking about him a lot all the same.
Her attitude toward him had changed now. And she knew that once they were alone together again, and he made moves on her, she would let him. She wouldn't resist. After that fateful night, her curiosity about sex was well and truly aroused. However, she didn't want to rush into anything. She was still too confused over what had happened with Wayne.
She kept imagining what it would be like to fuck. And whenever she thought this way she couldn't figure out if it was Wayne or Terry she wanted to do it with. Common sense told her it had to be Terry, because Wayne was involved with her mother. And not only that, Wayne had a cock that could split her in half. Her first time should be with a normal sized cock. Wayne's horsecock would spoil her for all others.
In a way she wanted to talk to Tammy about all this. Not to ask her advice or anything. Tammy was even more inexperienced than she was, after all. But just so that she could express her feelings to someone. Whenever she got the urge to talk, she decided against it. Tammy might be shocked or something. She might not want her to stay over at her house anymore.
By Friday night she was going crazy. She had to talk to someone or burst. She had a babysitting job over at the Carters' house, and no sooner had Mr. and Mrs. Carter left the house than she was on the phone to Terry. She asked him if he'd like to come over and keep her company. She had a pretty good idea what was going to happen once he arrived, and she no longer cared. She had to make something happen or go nuts.
He rang the doorbell within fifteen minutes. The first thing he did when he saw her was make a grab for her. She had to struggle with him in the hall and insist he settle down before she let him into the living room. And then she had to keep slapping his hand away as they sat together on the couch. He kept stroking her thighs through her jeans and sneaking quick feels of her tits.
"Terry can't we talk about this, please, instead of acting like a couple of animals?" she protested, smacking his hand off her tit one more time.
"What's to talk about, Sandy? I've been going crazy thinking about you since the other night. And you want to fuck as much as I do, admit it."
He stroked his hand up along her slender thigh. As soon as she pushed it away, he slipped it down between her legs. He pressed his fingers deep into her crotch and sparks went through her. After a moment she let the hand stay where it was. He rubbed up and down, his fingers tracing along the crack of her cunt.
"I admit, I am curious about it," she said. "But can't we go slowly, at least? Can't we take some time to get in the mood?"
"I am in the mood! If 1 was any more in the mood I'd be shooting in my pants! Give me a break, Sandy!"
Without waiting for an answer he stood up and unzipped his jeans. In seconds he was naked, his cock jutting up from his crotch. He stood in front of her, panting. Then he reached down and hooked his fingers under her light sweater. He hauled it upwards and she obligingly lifted her arms. He tugged the garment over her head and threw it aside.
Her tits heaved inside her lacy bra. He bent down and removed it as well. She sat there quite passively, staring up at him. She wasn't resisting now, but she was holding herself in reserve. Her eyes flickered to his cock every few seconds, but she made no move to grab it.
"I keep remembering the way I shot off all over your tits," he grinned. "Shit, I can't get that out of my mind!"
Sandy didn't answer. She was thinking about Wayne, and how he had shot off all over her tits as well. It was funny how both guys enjoyed doing this to her. The sight of their cum on her skin seemed to turn them on no end. Now it was maybe time for someone to cum inside her for the first time. She knew what a man's ejaculation looked like. Now she would find out what it felt like. But first she needed some preparation.
"Eat me first," she said suddenly, watching Terry unzip her fly and open up her jeans. "Before you fuck me, I should be good and wet."
"Yeah? You mean it?" he asked, a tremor going through his cock. "You really want me to suck your pussy?"
"Yes. Use your mouth all over me. Get me good and greasy. Take your time."
She lifted her ass off the couch, and he tugged her jeans down her legs. She wore nothing now but a pair of lacy white panties and her white ankle socks. Terry gazed down at her for a moment, hardly believing his good luck. Her tits were so huge, her waist was so trim and tiny. Across her crotch was the blinding white triangle of her briefs. He felt as though he was about to enter a whole new world.
"Take off my panties! What are you waiting for?" she muttered. She was half lying across the couch now, her crotch heaving up at him.
Terry hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants and prepared to haul them down. But before he did he bent down his head and planted a wet kiss on the sheer material. He began licking and kissing her pussy through her pants, wetting the garment so much that it became transparent. Soon her pubic hair and cunt-crack were clearly visible through her briefs.
"Terry, what are you doing?" she laughed.
He didn't reply. His head tilted this way and that as he slobbered over her crotch. His tongue scraped up one side of her cunt and then up the other. He poked the tip between her cuntlips, forcing some of the wet material inside her. Finally he drew back his head and gazed down at her. Her panties were plastered to her cunt like a sheet of wet paper.
"Terry, pull them off," she said. "They're all wet. Now I won't be able to wear them after-
wards. I'll have to go home without any panties on!"
"I like that idea," he said. And he drew the sodden pants slowly down off her crotch.
Her pubic hair was blonde. It was all wet and matted from his kissing. He stared down at it as he tugged the panties off her ankles. Then he gazed down at the pulpy lips of her cunt. Already they were slightly parted. Chunks of shiny pink skin were winking at him from between them. He threw her panties aside and planted his fingers on the outer lips of her cunt. He pried them apart carefully.
"Yes! Eat me now! Lick my pussy!" she moaned. "Make me good and wet for your cock!"
She spread her legs wide and Terry knelt between them. He bent over and began licking her cunt, poking his tongue all over the plump outer lips and then in between. Her pink pussy flesh glistened. It was fresh and clean and sweet. He locked his mouth against it and chewed on her. His face was flushed with excitement.
"Yes! Like that! Yes!" she cooed. "Suck me! Eat my hot pussy! It feels so nice! I'm getting wet already! I feel it!"
"Mmmfff!" Terry answered.
He was probing his tongue as deep inside her as he could get it. The walls of her cunt were wet and squishy. Her ass was beginning to rise and fall off the couch and she was whimpering softly. Between his legs, his cock jutted up and out like a reddened spike. It was throbbing painfully, and he longed for the moment when he could bury it inside her.
"Harder! Suck me harder! Stick your tongue way up inside me!" she croaked.
But Terry was already probing as deep as he could. He was having trouble breathing. His nose was buried in her pubic patch. He snorted and snuffled on her cunt for another few seconds, but then he had to come up for air. His face was flushed red when he emerged, and he was gasping for air. When he spoke his voice was desperate.
"Sandy, I've got to fuck you. My balls are on fire," he wheezed. "You're wet enough now. Your cunt's drooling like a fucking faucet."
She started to protest, but then she hesitated. He was standing up and she could see the angry red spike of his cock. It bounced and swayed in the air, and though it was much smaller than Wayne's, it looked big enough for her first time. It looked like it would fill her up quite nicely. She swiveled around on the couch till she was lying flat on it. She watched Terry climb down between her legs.
"I don't believe you're finally letting me do this," he groaned, staring down at her. "I'm going to fuck you after all these weeks."
Her legs were spread wide apart and her cunt gaped open. He took his cock in his hand and squeezed it a couple of times. Then he leaned down and poked the purple head onto the open mouth of her pussy. Her whole body shuddered. She whimpered slightly. He eased down and forward. The head of his cock disappeared between her swollen cuntlips.
"Ohhh! Ohhh my!" she gasped, gazing down between her scissored legs. She could see the thick shaft of his cock clutched in his fist.
"Feel it go in, Sandy. Feel my cock sliding up inside you!" he groaned.
His cock shaft disappeared inside her an inch at a time. He went slowly, not wanting to hurt her. When he was about halfway in, he stopped and looked down. He loved the way her plump cuntlips folded themselves around the bulk of his prick. They stretched like rubber. He eased the rest of the shaft into her till his pubic hair meshed with hers.
"So good! It feels so nice!" she hissed. She had watched the whole process closely. She was amazed that as more and more of his cock slid inside her she felt no discomfort at all. There was just a sweet, filling sensation. She felt terrific, filled up with cock and deeply satisfied. She grinned up at Terry with a mischievous light in her eyes. It had all been so easy.
"Fuck me now, Terry! Fuck me hard and make me cum!" she begged. She placed her hands on his waist and stroked him.
Terry began to move his ass back and forth, and he stared down and watched his cock slide in and out of her. She was so wet that it was easy. There was no tightness. His prick gleamed as if it had been oiled each time he drew back. He leaned lower on her, till his belly rested on hers. And he made his movements a bit quicker. He felt her cuntlips folding in and out around his thick cock.
"Yes, fuck me hard! Fuck me as deep as you can!" she begged. "It feels so good!"
"You're so wet, Sandy! Your cunt is so fucking soggy!" he muttered. "I bet you didn't need me to eat you after all. You were probably greasy enough right at the beginning."
"Just fuck me, Terry!'' she grunted. And she twitched her ass up at him. "Just fuck me and don't talk so much."
He humped his ass up and down, plowing his hard-on in and out of her cunt. He reached down both hands and squeezed her tits. His cock seemed to be growing bigger inside her. He'd never felt so thick and long. He smacked his balls into the crack of her thighs and hoped he could keep this up without cumming. He wanted to give Sandy a fuck she'd never forget. It was -her first, after all. "Do you want to try it doggie-style?" he gasped suddenly, anxious for a breather. "I could maybe go deeper that way."
"What's doggie-style?" she panted.
"You get on your hands and knees. I come at you from behind. I saw a picture of it one time in this dirty book a guy showed me."
Without waiting for her answer he withdrew his cock from her cunt and moved back on the couch. Sandy didn't complain. She let him grab her and roll her over onto her belly. Then she raised her ass in the air and spread her legs for him. She braced herself on her elbows. Her big tits mashed into the couch below. There was a deep and sexy hollow in her back.
"Yeah, this is doggie-style," he grunted. And he grabbed his cock and slid it back between her cuntlips. When it was firmly embedded, he planted both hands on her upturned asscheeks.
"It feels nice," she moaned. "It really does feel like your cock is going deeper! Fuck me some more! Fuck me as hard as you can!"
She began thrusting her ass back toward him, so that for a while he didn't have to do much other than hold still. Again and again she stuck herself on his hard-on, swaying her body back and forth. She was moaning and whimpering all the time now. Her cunt was growing numb with pleasure. Her nipples tingled as they scratched against the rough material of the couch.
"Cram your cock deep inside me, Terry! Fuck me hard!" she pleaded. "I want you to fuck me till I can't stand up!"
He began meeting her backward jerks with some thrusts of his own. And now their strokes were so long that his cock kept slipping from her cunt altogether. It slid into the crack of her ass and pointed up over the small of her back. He gripped it quickly and stuffed it back inside her. And now she stopped humping so hard and let him do most of the work. The cheeks of her ass quivered each time he rammed into her.
"I think I'm going to cum!" she mumbled, her voice tense. "I think I'm going to cum over your big hard cock!"
"Me too, Sandy!" he croaked. "I'm going to shoot off any second, I'm pretty fucking sure! Oh shit!"
His cock bulled in and out of her. His balls swung back and forth. He was clutching tight to her asscheeks now, leaving white finger marks in the flesh. There was so much goo seeping from her cunt that his prick dripped with it. The insides of her thighs were slimy with the overflow. Her whimpers changed slowly into sobs of pleasure.
"I'm cumming, Terry! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" she gasped. "Fuck me hard! Split me in half with your big beautiful cock!"
She sounded as though she was crying. For a second or two he thought he was hurting her. But he knew he wasn't. She was loving every moment of the steady stuffing he was giving her. She reached underneath her and caught his ball sac in her hand. She squeezed the trembling pouch roughly.
"Fuck, Sandy! Oh fuck!" he groaned. "I can't hold back! I'm cumming too! Oh fuck!"
A shudder ran through him. He buried his cock to the hilt up her cunt. A sizzling streamer of spunk burst free inside her, splattering the walls of her pussy. As he pulled back, his cock was drooling with white slime. Strings of cum dangled from his prick and slithered over his balls. More jizz overflowed her cuntlips and slopped down her thighs.
"Cumming! Oh fuck, I'm cumming inside you!" he croaked.
He rammed into her one more time, and then he stopped in mid-stroke. Suddenly he pulled his spurting cock from her cunt and laid it down in the groove between her asscheeks. He humped it back and forth there, still clutching at her buns with his fingers. A long streamer of silver cum shot free and splattered up the length of her spine. The white jet ended up between her shoulder blades.
"Don't stop! Put it back in me!" she begged, craning her neck to look at him over her shoulder. "I want you to cum inside me! I need your big cock up my cunt!"
He wasn't listening. Or if he was, he chose to ignore her. He humped his prick up and down in the crack of her ass and watched as jet after jet of shimmering silver cum arced up over her back and splashed onto her skin. He soiled her left shoulder blade, and her rib cage. One jet shot so far it ended up tangled in her hair. Then his prick was simply oozing a steady flow of spunk into the hollow of her back.
She sobbed beneath him, her cunt twitching and empty. And her hand waved about behind her as she tried to grab hold of his cock. She wanted it back inside her desperately. Her cunt felt like it was sucking on air. But his prick was trapped tight between her asscheeks and he was still humping her hard. She gave up in frustration.
"Terry, please-" she panted, unable to finish the sentence.
He took pity on her at last and stuffed his cock back up her cunt. But it was already growing slack. His balls were drained. He shoved it back and forth slowly, and she met his thrusts with backward jerks of her own. It just wasn't the same as having a fully hard prick inside her.
"You bastard! I wasn't finished cumming!" she moaned. "You pulled out and I wasn't even finished cumming!"
"I'm sorry, Sandy. I panicked, I guess," he moaned. "I figured at the last second I shouldn't shoot inside you."
He kept on moving, letting his cock grow soft up her cunt. But he sagged back eventually and the limp prick slipped free. He fell in a heap on the couch, exhausted. His cock lay across his thigh and oozed out dregs of cum. He gazed at her open cunt and watched more of his jism roll out and down her thighs. He saw one long string of it stretch down between her legs like a strip of elastic before breaking.
"You blew it, Terry! Fuck, you really blew it!" she muttered. "And I was cumming so good!"
Her body slid forward till she was lying on her belly with one arm trapped beneath her. Terry watched her hand snake out and part the open lips of her cunt even farther. Her middle finger began touching and teasing her clit. She was playing with herself, her fingers slick and slimy with her own juices. Her thighs opened and closed. Now and then little shudders went through her and she sobbed a bit more.
"I was cumming so good!" she muttered to herself.
Chapter Four
There were strange sounds coming from her mother's bedroom when Sandy came home from school the following day. She recognized them at once. Wayne and her mother were fucking. The bed was creaking, and there were various grunts and groans. There was also the sound of her mother's voice ringing clearly down the hallway.
"Deeper, baby! Stick your big cock in me deeper!" she was moaning. "I'm going to cum any second, I swear!"
Sandy's first reaction was disgust. She had heard sounds lifce these before on occasion, and she'd always rushed out of the house rather than put up with them. There was something obscene about the idea of her mother fucking anyone. It really bothered her. But now she was curious. She'd had some experience with Wayne herself, after all. She wanted to see how her mother handled that huge cock of his.
She crept down the hall and peeked through the half-open door, her heart pounding. The first thing she saw was Wayne's trim ass humping up and down. He was settled deep between her mother's legs, driving his huge cock into her again and again. She could see his sweating face in profile in a mirror across the room.
"So close, baby! I'm so close to cumming!" her mother groaned. "Fuck me with that lovely gross cock of jfours!"
Sandy gazed at the scene in fascination. She was surprised at her mother's language. She'd never heard her speak this way before. And she was also surprised at what the older woman was wearing. Her trim legs were encased in sheer black stockings that ended at mid-thigh. Around her waist was a lacy black garter belt. The elastic black garters were attached by clasps to her stocking tops. '
"Now baby! Now!" the older woman croaked. "You're making me cum with that big thick prick!"
Wayne pumped his ass up and down quickly. He was fucking with deep, steady strokes. But he was very quiet. He didn't say a word, and he made no sounds of pleasure. It was as though he was just going through the motions, servicing the older woman with no thought of his own satisfaction. Sandy couldn't see his cock from where she stood, and she wondered for a moment if he was even hard. But from the sounds her mother was making, it was obvious he was.
"Oh fuck! So good! So good!" Mrs. Lewis groaned. Her hands were clawing at Wayne's back and leaving marks in the skin.
Sandy waited for Wayne to say that he was cumming too, but still he made no sound. Her mother whimpered and groaned for the better part of a minute, and finally she sagged back against her pillow in a heap. But Wayne didn't say a word. He plowed in and out for a while longer, then pulled out his cock and rolled over onto his back. His thick wet cock swayed across his belly like a foot-long hunk of salami.
Sandy crept down the hall to her room. And after a while she heard a murmur or two and the gentle sound of her mother's laughter. The shower began to hiss in the bathroom, and then there were more murmurs as her mother dressed to go out. Sandy tried to concentrate on her school books, but she couldn't. She was listening to every sound down the hall. Finally there was a tap on her door and Mrs. Lewis poked her head into the room.
"Hi honey, I wondered if you were home yet," the older woman smiled. "I have to go back to the hospital for a few hours. They're short-staffed. I wonder if you could help Wayne with dinner? You know how helpless he is."
"Sure, Mom," Sandy replied. "Is there anything special he'd like?"
"Just use your imagination. I'm sure he'd be happy with whatever you give him. You don't mind, do you?"
Sandy smiled. In the past she might have minded, but not now. She wanted to be alone with Wayne for a while. Two or three days had passed since their wild session together. Her feelings were under control again and she felt she could be around him without making a jerk of herself. Besides, she wanted to ask him about the sex he'd just had with her mother. He hadn't seemed to enjoy it much and she wanted to know why.
She waited for a few minutes after her mother left the house. Then she strolled down the hall and walked boldly into the master bedroom. Wayne was sitting on the bed, staring at the floor. He wore a towel around his waist and his hair was still wet from his shower. He turned toward her as she entered and smiled slyly.
"I was wondering which one of us would make the first move," he said. "I was about to come down to your room. But here you are."
"What was it like?" Sandy asked quickly. "What was it like fucking my mother?"
"You heard us, huh?"
"I saw you. I sneaked a peek when you were humping her. You didn't seem to be enjoying it much."
He stood up slowly, and Sandy could see that there was a gross bulge in his towel. His cock was obviously sticking out in front of him. He turned toward her, snapped off his towel, and let her see for herself. His prick bounced up and down in the air like a tree branch. It was puffy and swollen and nearly a foot long.
"I didn't enjoy it much, no. In fact I didn't even cum. As you can see, I still have a pretty healthy hard-on. I thought about jerking off while I was in the shower, but then I decided to wait and see if you paid me a visit."
"Why didn't you cum? Don't you like my mom anymore?"
"I like her tine. I just don't find her as sexually appealing as you, that's all. Not after the other day. I guess I like young stuff."
They stood staring at each other for a while, neither one of them speaking. Sandy's eyes drifted down his body, over his bulging chest and flat belly. He really was in amazing shape for a man his age. No wonder her mother got off on him. And that cock! It really was gross. A shudder went through her as she imagined what it would feel like inside her. It would probably make Terry's cock seem like a limp noodle.
"Have you ever sucked a man off?" Wayne asked suddenly. "Have you ever licked and sucked a man's balls and then taken his cock into your mouth till he blasts his load down your throat?"
"You know I haven't," Sandy blushed. "I haven't done anything like that."
"Would you like to learn? Now would be a great time for me to teach you all you need to know about cock-sucking. I could teach you to use your mouth on a man like a hundred-dollar whore."
"I could never get that thing in my mouth," she muttered, nodding at his cock. "It's too big. It would choke me."
"I'll teach you how to do it. Come over here. Kneel down on the floor. Crouch between my legs."
He sat on the foot of the bed and spread his legs wide. His balls settled on the coverlet and his cock jutted up in his lap like some enormous growth. He held out his hand toward her, as if he was inviting her to dance. He was smiling slyly the whole time, as though he knew she wouldn't refuse.
"What if I don't want to?" she teased. "Maybe it's gone far enough between us, this sex thing."
"It's only just beginning, and we both know it. You love sex as much as the rest of us, little girl. You just don't like to admit it. Come, get down on your hands and knees and lick Wayne's balls, that's a good little bitch."
Sandy's heart pounded. What he said was true. And she wanted to lick his cock and balls so much her mouth was watering. But she hesitated. She didn't want to appear too eager. Besides, only a few minutes earlier, he'd been fucking her mother right here in this very bed. It gave her kind of a funny feeling to think about using the same bed with him.
"What are you waiting for, little girl? You scared of old Wayne's big prick? Relax. I'll tell you what to do. It won't bite."
Slowly Sandy moved over in front of him. She stood between his legs for a moment and then sank down to her knees. She clasped her hands to his naked thighs and gazed up into his face. Her breathing was heavy with excitement. She licked her lips and made them shine brightly.
"Don't touch my cock with your hands till I tell you," he began. "I want you just to use your mouth and tongue to begin with. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Sandy muttered.
"Good. Now stick your tongue out and lick one of my balls. Get used to the feel of it."
He leaned back on his hands and stared down at her, his legs spread as wide as they would go. And Sandy clutched his thighs and gazed at the wrinkled pouch of his balls. She leaned forward, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. She touched the tip to his left ball and immediately glanced up at him for approval. He nodded slowly and smiled.
"Lick it. Scrape your tongue all over it," he coaxed. "And when it's good and wet do the other one."
Her tongue flattened out, and she began wiping it up and down his swollen ball. The nut shifted in its sac and she had to follow it back and forth and from side to side. The skin of his ball bag stretched and unrolled. It was like velvet to the touch. Sandy felt a lewd thrill go through her. She wondered if her mother did this for him.
"Good. Very good," he praised. "Now the other one. Lick both balls till they're good and wet. Soak 'em up nice."
She shifted over to his other ball, coating this one in the wet of her mouth as well. Her head tilted to one side as she slipped her tongue beneath the ball and raised it. It sat balanced on her tongue for a second before rolling off and stretching the skin of his sac again. He gave a little howl of pleasure and grinned at her.
"Good stuff, baby. Now try to suck one of them. Take one of my balls in your mouth and suck on it like it was a big piece of candy. Make old Wayne feel good."
Sandy's mouth opened wide. She chased his right ball down and caught it against her lips. She held it trapped for a second alongside his thigh. Then her mouth was easing over it and she was rolling it back on her tongue. Her lips closed over it and she began to suck loudly.
Wayne groaned. She was teasing his ball with her tongue, licking and tickling it. And she was raising her head slightly, so that the skin of his ball sac was stretched. She bathed his aching ball in her mouth and tugged gently on his nut pouch at the same time. Her hands stroked up and down his thighs, but she made no attempt to touch his cock.
The shaft was angled up over his belly, and as she sucked on his balls, it shifted from side to side. Two big ugly veins throbbed in its side. It was thick and huge. A fat pearl of clear slime oozed from its tip and dripped to his belly. It tilted farther and farther upwards as she snorted about between his legs.
"Your balls are so big and swollen," she gasped, spitting out his ball. "I guess it feels pretty good to have them sucked, hub?"
"You guessed right, baby. Now suck the other one for a while and then we'll set you to work on my cock. I'm really going to be ready for some good cock-sucking."
She shifted to his other ball and sucked it into her mouth. She repeated her teasing and tugging. And now her hands were up on either side of his belly, within inches of his straining hard-on. For a second he thought she was going to make a grab for his cock. But she didn't. She seemed quite willing to do as she was told and wait for his instructions.
He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes for a few seconds. He couldn't see much of her face anyway. He loved the feel of her sweet teen-aged mouth on his balls. Her tongue was really working wonders. And he wondered just how long he could hold back his cum-load. His cock had been hard or semi-hard for a long time now, ever since he started fucking her mother. His balls were numb and heavy with a load big enough to choke a horse.
"Lick my cock now, baby," he croaked suddenly, raising himself up on his elbows. "Start at the base and lick all the way up to the head. And take your time."
She spit out his ball and glanced at him. She made a move to grab his cock in her hand to steady it, but he stopped her. He still didn't want her to touch it. He wanted her to use her mouth and notjiing else. She smiled and stuck out her tongue. She touched the tip to the base of his cock and began to swirl it around.
"Yeah, like that. Nice and slow," he moaned. "Lick Wayne's cock! Make him feel real good!"
The base of his cock was as thick as her arm. It took her some time to cover it all with her tongue. Then very slowly she began to move higher. She nipped at the shaft with her lips and licked it and then nipped it some more. Her face tilted this way and that. Her eyes were on his face the whole time. She wanted to see what effect she was having on him with her mouth.
"You're the best, baby, the fucking best!" he grunted, meeting her gaze. "You're even better than your mother, and she's a fucking expert with her mouth. You've got her talent and more."
Sandy smiled. Then she found one of the ugly blue veins with the tip of her tongue and she followed it up the underside of his shaft. His cock twitched and rolled to the left. She went with it, keeping her tongue locked to the big vein. Just beneath the cock-head she flicked it and it styayed back and forth over his belly.
He rdised himself up farther on the bed, till he was almost sitting up. His cock heaved out and down so that it was pointing at her face. She began licking up one side of it and then up the other, still not touching it with her hands. Finally she planted her lips on the head in a wet kiss and kept them there. She looked like she was about to blow into it. Her eyes returned to his face and she smiled.
"Should I suck it now?" she mumbled around the big cock. "Should I put your big cock in my mouth and suck it?"
"Yeah, baby. Slide your lips down over the head. See how much of it you can get in your sweet sucking mouth," he hissed.
Sandy took a deep breath, as if she was about to duck under water. Then she folded her lips very slowly down over the purple head of his prick. It slid onto her tongue and bumped against the roof of her mouth. She paused for a second and then eased an inch of thick cock-shaft between her lips. Then another. And another. She rested, with her eyes downcast and her nostrils flaring. Then she crammed another inch of hard cock into her mouth.
"Don't choke yourself, baby. Go nice and slow," he coaxed. "That's one giant hunk of cock-meat you're taking on there."
He wasn't kidding, thought Sandy. But she pressed on gamely and managed to get another inch of prick into her face. Her lips were stretched to capacity around the throbbing bulk of his cock. She could feel every pulse of the two blue veins. She raised her eyes to his face as if to ask for further instruction. Did he want her to go farther, or had she sucked in enough? Already she felt like gagging.
"One more inch, baby, and we'll call it a day," he gasped. "Let it go way back in your throat."
She went right on gazing into his face for a while. Her pretty face was swollen out of shape around his giant cock. Then she tilted down her head and gulped yet another inch of pounding cock into her mouth. She even went farther than he asked, and took in another half inch. But there she stopped. She really couldn't take in any more.
"Okay, enough," he croaked, unable to take his eyes off her. "Now slide your mouth up and down. Fuck me with your face. And it's all right to use your hand now. Squeeze the base of my cock and jerk it up and down while you suck."
Sandy drew her mouth back up the length of his giant prick. The shaft was slick and shiny with saliva. Then, when only the purple head remained between her lips, she plunged back down, taking over six inches of cock back into her face. Her head began bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm. Her fingers closed around the base of the shaft and she jacked it up and down, just as he asked.
"That's it. Fucking perfect. Suck my cock like that," he gasped, his eyes glued to her swollen face. "Fuck, you're a good little cock-sucker!"
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned. Her eyes were closed and her face was tense with concentration. Her lips were stretched wide around his prick. She drove her head up and down as if her life depended on it. Her fist was a blur of motion on the bottom of the shaft. She was snorting loudly. Her lips made wet slurping sounds up the length of his cock.
Then suddenly she stopped. Without being told to, she slipped his hard-on from her mouth and began licking up and down the length of it. Her mouth was half-open and she was gasping for breath. But she was working on the cock the whole time. And her fist never stopped squeezing and pumping the base.
"Does it really feel that good?" she panted. "Does my mouth really feel good on your cock?"
"Fucking right! Put it back in there, baby! I'm about to shoot my load! I want to shoot a gallon and a half of hot cum into your sweet sucking mouth!"
Sandy grinned. Then her fist quit pumping for a second or two and she started rubbing his hard-on against her face. She gripped his cock like a weapon and smeared its purple head against her cheeks and nose and forehead. It oozed clear cock-cream and left gooey trails all over her skin. She moaned with pleasure as she daubed herself with his pre-cum slime.
"Hey, baby, anymore of that and I'll shoot in your face," he groaned. "Do you want a faceful of hot spunk?"
"Yes! Cum in my face!" she begged. "I want to feel your hot jizz splattering on my nose and cheeks and in my eyes! Do it to me! Cum in my cock-sucking face!"
For a moment he was speechless. All he could do was stare down at her in disbelief. She rubbed his cock-head hard against her cheek, then into her left eye. And just as quickly she stuffed his prick back in her mouth and began to suck all over again. Her fist resumed its steady pumping on the cock base. Her free hand came up and squeezed his dangling balls.
He began to tremble with excitement. And all at once he lost control. Her dirty request had sent him too close to the edge. His cock flexed in her hand and spurted a giant wad of cum into her mouth. Spunk flooded her tongue, clogged her throat and ballooned out her cheeks. She began coughing, and two streamers of silver goo oozed out the corners of her mouth.
"Sonofabitch! Oh fuck!" he yelled. "Cumming in your cock-sucking mouth!" He heaved his cock forward through the clutch of her fingers, trying to plunge it deeper into her mouth. But already she was rearing back her head and pulling his spurting cock from between her lips. She held it alongside her face and squeezed it hard while her mouth sagged open with the weight of his first jet. Cum poured from her lips and off her tongue like heavy cream. It rolled down her chin and dripped off her face.
But his cock was still spurting, and it shot a streamer of spunk all the way up the right side of her face. The jet crossed her eye and much of it got caught on her lashes. The rest continued up over her forehead and into her hair. She winced, clenched shut her eye and shifted his prick to the other side of her face. It promptly fired off another long jet up over her left eye and over her temple.
"Cumming in your face! Oh fuck! Cumming in your cock-sucking face!" he croaked. "Sonofabitch!"
Another stream of white cum fountained up her face. It shot up alongside her nose and right between her eyes. Then it got snagged in the hair over her forehead and hung there like a piece of string. Part of the jet rolled back down on the other side of her nose, like a creamy tear.
Sandy had caught her breath by now, and she hauled his cock down in front of her open mouth. She jacked it up and down in her fist and aimed the rest of his cum right between her lips, letting it skitter over her tongue and into the back of her throat. The jets grew shorter and weaker, till his cock was simply oozing slime. She held her tongue underneath and caught what she could.
"You're a crazy little cock-sucker! You're even wilder than your mother!" he moaned, watching her closely. "Fuck, you just love cum, don't you?"
Sandy couldn't answer. Her mouth was overflowing with thick, creamy cum. Thick streams of silver jizz rolled down her face on either side of her nose. Both her eyes were sealed shut with slime. Her face was a mess of splattered spunk. But she was smiling. And as soon as she could she stuffed his cock back in her drooling mouth and sucked some more.
Chapter Five
"You did what?" Tammy Peters gasped. "Say that again."
"I sucked him off," Sandy grinned. "I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it till he shot off his cum. But this was only after I'd licked and sucked his balls as well."
The younger, darker girl was quiet. They were in Tammy's room after school the next day. Sandy had been unable to keep quiet any longer. If she didn't tell someone soon about her adven-
ture, she would burst. She was excited at her success as a cock-sucker. She felt so proud that Wayne said she was better than her mother. She felt so grown up somehow, so adult. She was having experiences that the younger girl hadn't even dreamed about.
"You really took his thing, his cock, into your mouth?" Tammy asked.
"Sure. And it was no easy task, I can tell you. It was damn near a foot long. It nearly choked me.
"But why? Didn't he put it, you know, in your pussy and everything? Didn't he fuck you?"
"I'm not sure he wants to fuck me that way. He's kind of kinky like that. Maybe he feels as long as he doesn't fuck me, he's still being faithful to Mom, or something. I don't know. Besides, I'm not sure I want that big cock in my pussy. I think it would split me in half."
"But you let Terry fuck you."
"Yeah, but he isn't hung like a horse. That was different."
"Well, what did it feel like, that big cock in your mouth and all? I mean wasn't it the grossest thing?"
"It was a bit weird at first, but I really got to enjoy it. It felt so sexy, you know. So dirty. I felt like I was doing something real special for him. Especially when I let him cum in my mouth."
"Oh Sandy, that's awful! You really let him do that?"
"Sure. And it was great! It was all thick and gooey and hot, like syrup or something. But listen to this. After a while I pulled his cock out of my mouth and pumped out the rest of his jizz all over my face! I took a shower in his hot cum!"
The dark girl looked at Sandy like she was seeing her for the first time. And in a way she was. Sandy never used to talk like this. She never talked about sex at all, even when Tammy wanted to. And now here she was telling of her experiences with older men like she'd been doing it all her life. And she wasn't lying either. Sandy always told the truth.
"What did it taste like?" Tammy asked.
"It didn't really have a taste. And besides, like I said, most of it ended up splattered across my face. It was so exciting, Tammy. You should try it sometime."
"No thanks. But I really want to fuck soon. It's no fun being a virgin. Sometimes I get so horny I could scream."
"I brought something over that might help," Sandy giggled. "I found it in my mother's night stand and decided I'd borrow it for a while.
Wanna see?"
She rummaged in her purse and hauled out a huge pink dildo. It was ten inches long and had ripples in its sides, like a real cock. The head was molded like a real cock's too. Sandy bent the hard rubber shaft back and forth in her hands and then waved it about in the air. She grinned lewdly and stuck the head into her mouth.
"Sandy, what is it?" Tammy gasped, unable to believe her eyes.
"What does it look like? It's a fake cock. I guess Mom used to use it when Wayne wasn't around. She won't miss it." "But what are you supposed to do with it?" "Shove it into yourself, silly. Honestly, Tammy, don't you know anything? You use it to play with yourself. Like this."
Sandy lifted up her skirt and pressed the head of the fake cock against the front of her panties. She slid it up and down, along the crack of her pussy. She made loud moaning sounds and then burst out laughing. The younger girl watched her in amazement.
"Do you really do that?" she asked. "I don't believe you. It's just a joke. You don't really put it inside you."
Sandy looked at her friend for a second. Then she quite calmly strode over to the bed and unzipped her skirt. She stepped out of it and pushed down her panties. When she was free of these she lay back on the bed and spread her legs. She began to move the head of the dildo up and down against the slit of her cunt. For the moment she didn't try to push it inside her.
"I'm not wet yet. It's hard to put in when your cunt's dry," she said. "But maybe in a few seconds I can try."
"Sandy, where do you learn all this stuff?" Tammy said. She came over to sit beside Sandy on the bed. She stared down at the blonde girl's crotch.
"I've just started to take an interest, this last few days. Suddenly I can't learn enough about cunts and cocks and cum. I want to know everything. I want to try everything, too."
She rubbed the dildo about between her legs for a few seconds and then laid it aside. Then she spread the lips of her pussy with one hand and began playing with herself with the other. She dipped her middle finger inside her cunt and diddled it around. She flicked her clit several times and then diddled herself some more.
"Can I do that for you?" Tammy asked suddenly. "I'd really like to."
"That would be nice," Sandy said. And she moved her hand from her crotch and left her legs spread wide.
The dark girl ran her hand up the inside of Sandy's thigh and shyly touched her fingers to the puffy outer lips of her cunt. Her other hand moved up between Sandy's legs and she slipped a finger inside her. She jerked the finger in and out gently, like a small cock. She watched her friend's face closely.
"That's nice. It feels good," Sandy murmured. "Try putting another finger inside me. Maybe two."
Tammy eased a second finger between the pulpy cuntlips, and then a third. Her fist moved up and down gently. Sandy's cunt was starting to ooze a gooey fluid. Tammy's hand was soon oily with it. The lips of the pussy were widening and stretching around the probing hand. They were rubbery and wet.
"I do this to myself in bed late at night," Tammy muttered. "I bring myself off thinking about certain guys I'd like to fuck."
"Tammy, why didn't you tell me about it? We could have had a lot of fun together."
"You never seemed interested in sex until now. I was scared you'd think I was dirty or something."
"I might have at that. I was such a prude. I sure have changed, huh?"
The two girls giggled and Tammy lay down between Sandy's legs and churned her fingers around some more. She was digging deep now, really opening the cunt up wide. The gooey stuff was flowing out in torrents. At one point she touched Sandy's clit and the blonde girl shuddered and grabbed at her tits through her blouse. She rolled about on the bed and moaned softly.
"Should I stick the fake cock in now?" Tammy asked. "Or would you like me to do something else?"
"Why don't you eat me?" Sandy gasped. "Lick and kiss my cunt for a while and then put the dildo inside me. I should be good and wet by then!"
Tammy drew her fingers from the oozing cunt and planted them on the outer lips. She bent her head and touched the tip of her tongue to a flap of pink skin that was swelling to one side. She licked up and down on this before shifting to the other side of Sandy's pussy and repeating the process. She nibbled and sucked at the pussy skin eagerly.
"That's so good, Tammy! Fuck, that's so good!" Sandy cooed. "Lick my clit too, why don't you?"
The pink bud of skin was sticking up like the tip of a finger. Tammy scraped her tongue over it and made Sandy squirm. She flicked it back and forth half a dozen times. And now Sandy was wriggling so much it was hard to stay with her. The dark girl gave up after a while and reached for the giant dildo. She stuck the head into the wide-open hole of Sandy's cunt.
The pink cock tip slid inside, and Tammy eased several inches of shaft in after it. She twisted it around, like a corkscrew, digging it deeper and deeper all the time. Before long, eight inches of the rubber cock were stuck up inside the blonde girl. Tammy held it by the base and twirled it around.
"Oh shit! Oh fuck!" Sandy groaned. She lay on the bed like a limp doll, her cunt full of rubber.
"Are you going to cum?" Tammy asked, shoving the dildo back and forth in her friend's cunt. "You look like you're going to cum any second."
"I am! I think I am!" Sandy croaked. And she lifted her ass off the bed and began to hump up and down.
It didn't take much longer. Tammy slid the dildo back and forth for maybe another thirty seconds. Then Sandy was whimpering and moaning on the bed, squirming her half-naked body from side to side. The pink shaft was greasy with cunt juice, and it wasn't easy to hold on to. But Tammy managed to hang in there till Sandy's spasms grew softer. She left the dildo buried up her friend's cunt after everything was over.
"You cum real easy. It takes me forever," Tammy complained. "Do you think I'll cum quicker when I get fucked?"
Sandy didn't answer. She lay in a heap on the bed, her legs still spread wide. The two-inch base of the pink cock was sticking up out of her cunt. She seemed in no hurry to remove it. She gazed at the ceiling for a while and then slowly came to her senses. She smiled at Tammy gratefully.
"Take off your clothes, Tammy," she said finally. "I want to see you all naked. I bet you have a great body."
"Not as good as yours," the dark girl said. She knelt up on the bed and began to unbutton her shirt.
Her tits were much smaller than Sandy's, but they looked very pretty in their lacy pink bra. And when the flimsy harness was tossed aside Sandy could see that they were perfectly shaped, with perky brown nipples. Her waist was very slender. Her ass was trim. She peeled off her jeans and panties and showed off her dark brown cunt mound.
"You're beautiful. I knew you would be," Sandy said.
"Don't you think my tits are too small?"
"They're just right. Great nipples," Sandy said.
Tammy was kneeling on the bed, naked now but for her white knee socks. Sandy quickly peeled off her own blouse and bra and came up behind her dark-haired friend. She reached around to cup Tammy's tits in her hands and squeeze them. She pressed her own oversized tits into the girl's back.
"Sandy, this is kind of kinky, isn't it? I mean two girls doing stuff like this together."
"I don't know what's kinky and what isn't anymore," Sandy answered. "And I don't think I care. If it feels good, what's the difference?"
She turned Tammy around in front of her, ran her hand down till it was exploring between her legs. Then the two girls were kissing, wiggling their tongues together. Sandy's fingers slipped into Tammy's cunt and spread the lips wide. She returned the favor that Tammy had performed earlier, making the dark girl good and wet.
Then she was flipping Tammy onto her back on the bed. She kept her hand between the dark girl's legs while she kissed down her neck and onto her tits. She started sucking one stiff nipple and Tammy moaned out loud. Sandy chewed gently on the brown nipple, circling her tongue around and around on it. After a few seconds she moved to the other nipple and began all over again.
"Your mouth feels so nice, Sandy!" the dark girl groaned. "My nipples are all tingly!"
Soft sucking sounds filled the room. Sandy was screwing her mouth down hard on Tammy's nipple. Her fingers were digging deep between her friend's legs as well, and she could feel the wetness starting there. After a few seconds she spit out the swollen nipple and began licking her way down Tammy's belly. She tickled her navel for a moment and then slurped right on into her dark pubic hair.
"Yes! Do it to me! Suck my pussy!" Tammy grunted. She spread her legs wide apart for the blonde girl.
Sandy mashed her face onto Tammy's cunt. She wriggled her tongue everywhere, from side to side and deep between the cuntlips. She pried the lips wide with her fingers and prodded the clit with her tongue tip.
"Oh fuck, Sandy! Oh fuck!" the dark girl mumbled.
Sandy still had the dildo pushed up inside her. But now she reached for it and drew it down out of her cunt. She brought it up between Tammy's legs, and after a few more seconds of sucking, she planted the big shaft against her open cunt. She pressed it inside slowly and Tammy moaned out her pleasure. Four inches of rubber cock disappeared up the dark girl's pussy.
"It's so big, Sandy! Oh fuck, it's so big!" she whimpered. "It's splitting me in half!"
"We've got to get you ready for the real thing. Pretty soon you're going to have a real live cock stuffed up inside you," Sandy gasped.
Another inch or two of the dildo slid up Tammy's cunt, and that was as far as it would go. Sandy began to thrust it in and out, fucking her friend with the thick pink shaft. She held her cuntlips open with two fingers and diddled her clit with a third while this was going on. Poor Tammy wriggled helplessly on the bed, her belly fluttering and her pretty tits rising and falling.
"Does it feel better with a real live cock?" the dark girl gasped.
"I'll say!" Sandy grinned. "You'll love it, I know."
Tammy's belly began to heave crazily. She grabbed handfuls of sheet and twisted them. Her whimpers and groans grew really loud, and Sandy was thankful they were alone in the house. She flashed the dildo rapidly between Tammy's legs, her fist no more than a blur. She watched the dark girl's face for telltale signs of her cumming.
"Oh Sandy! Oh fuck!" Tammy croaked, raising her ass off the bed.
And Sandy knew she was cumming. She jammed the dildo back and forth. She tweaked her friend's clit with her free fingers. And she didn't ease up for the better part of a minute, till Tammy collapsed back on the bed. Even then, whenever she touched her clit, Tammy shuddered and moaned.
"Oh Sandy, that was amazing!" the dark girl groaned finally. "I've never felt that way before. It must be wonderful with a real cock, huh?"
"Why don't you find out, tonight? I'm babysitting at the Davis house. You know you've had a crush on Tom Davis for months. Come over there with me."
"Go over to his house to get fucked, you mean?"
"Sure, why not? He loves young girls. I can tell by the way he looks at me. It'll be easy to seduce him. Besides, he and Mrs. Davis hate each other's guts. They even leave the house in separate cars. We can get him all alone."
"Sandy, you're crazy! All you think about is sex these days," Tammy said.
"I know. And I love it," Sandy laughed.
She tweaked Tammy's clit one more time and drew the huge pink dildo from her pussy. Tammy moaned softly.
Chapter Six
At eight-thirty, both girls were in the Davis' living room, waiting for the man of the house to appear. Mrs. Davis had already left. Tom Davis was still in the bathroom, shaving. They debated among themselves about the best way to approach him. Tammy wanted to wait till he was ready to leave. Sandy said that was crazy and they should make a play for him now, when he was least expecting it. Sandy won out. Together they crept down the hall to the bathroom. The door was half open. They could hear water running in the sink. Sandy nudged Tammy, trying to get her to say something. Tammy nudged Sandy back, her face flushed with embarrassment. Finally Sandy poked her head around the doorjamb and put on her most winning smile.
"Hi, Mr. Davis!" she cooed. "Do you mind if Tammy and I keep you company for a while?"
Tammy joined her friend in the doorway, and together they grinned at him like two mischievous schoolgirls with something extra naughty on their minds. Davis paused in his shaving to stare at them. They were both dressed in white cheerleader sweaters with matching short skirts and knee socks. Their hair was done up in pigtails. They were obviously trying to look as young as possible for him.
"So, tonight we get two babysitters for the price of one," he smiled. "How lucky can a guy get?"
Both girls giggled, and he went back to shaving, drawing his razor carefully down his jaw. They fell silent and watched him, their eyes wide. He was naked from the waist up, and the muscles of his chest and arms bulged. Sandy tried to think of something witty to say, but she couldn't think of anything. Finally she said the first thing that occurred to her.
"I didn't know men still shaved with razors and lather like that. I thought they all used electric razors."
"This is the only way to shave, sweetheart," he grinned. "You girls should know that. How else do you shave your pretty pussies?"
For a second Sandy wasn't sure she'd heard., right. Then she looked at Tammy and the two of them burst out laughing. They blushed and poked each other for a while there in the doorway. Meanwhile Davis went right on shaving calmly. He glanced at them from time to time but then went right back to staring into the mirror in front of him.
"We don't shave our pussies," Sandy said at last. "Why would we do a silly thing like that?"
"Oh I don't know. To turn your boyfriends on maybe. Young girls get up to some pretty kinky things these days, I hear."
There was more giggling and poking in the doorway. Davis grinned at them and scraped the last of the creamy foam from his chin. He bent over the sink and rinsed his face. Then he turned to face them as he patted himself dry with his towel. His eyes took in their slender brown thighs and their tits bulging out the front of their white sweaters.
"Why don't you show us how?" Tammy said suddenly. "Since you're such an expert on shaving, why don't you show us how to shave our pussies?"
Sandy glanced at her friend in amazement. Even she wouldn't have thought of this approach. She looked at Davis, sure that he would simply laugh and brush the whole thing off as a joke. Instead he cleared a place beside the sink and laid his towel down on it. He held out his hand in invitation, as if he wanted to dance with Tammy.
The dark girl blushed, grinned at Sandy, and moved into the bathroom. She stood there quite passively as Davis dropped to his knees in front of her. He expertly unzipped her skirt and made her step from it. Then he drew her lace panties down her legs as well. Tammy was suddenly naked from the waist down except for her white knee socks. Davis stood up and hoisted her onto the towel beside the sink.
"Lean back and spread your legs wide," he instructed. "I need lots of room to work."
Tammy did as she was told, her face flushed with excitement. She watched Davis grab a can and begin spraying thick and foamy lather onto her dark pubic mound. He even covered her pussy slit, and there was a delicious tickling sensation as the foam hit her. She opened her legs wide and watched him grip his razor.
Sandy had moved into the room and was watching also. She stood beside Davis, her face as concentrated as her friend's. Her heart was pounding as she saw Davis begin expertly scraping foam and hair from Tammy's crotch. This was all happening so fast. And it was such a weird situation to begin with. Sandy felt a bit out of her depth.
"Oooooh, it tickles!" Tammy cooed. She gazed down between her legs as Davis scooped up another wad of pubic hair and foam.
"Now comes the tricky part," he said. "Keep very still and spread your legs as wide as they'll go. I'm going to shave just to the sides of your pussy."
Tammy felt a thrill go through her as she leaned further back and cranked her legs wide. Then his fingers were touching her cuntlips and she whimpered softly. He was tugging the lips of her cunt this way and that so that he could clear the hair more easily. But he was sending tingles of pleasure deep up inside the helpless dark girl. She had a hard time keeping still on the towel.
He worked quietly for a few moments, making sure her cuntlips and her pussy mound were clear of all hair. Then he swabbed her crotch down with a wet face cloth and smiled up at her. For good measure he slipped his long middle finger between her cuntlips and played it around and around. Tammy moaned out loud and sagged against the bathroom wall.
"How does it feel to have a hairless pussy?"
he smiled, still frigging her. "Seems to me it's making you all wet."
Tammy moaned and groaned helplessly. She squirmed on her towel, trying to escape his finger but at the same time not wanting to. She was getting wet. He was right. Her cunt was tingling and her nipples were hardening inside her sweater. She raised her hand and touched his muscular arm. Her fingers tightened as the feelings grew inside her.
But all at once he withdrew his finger from her cunt. He gripped her around her waist and heaved her off the towel and onto the floor. When he let her go she damn near tumbled in a heap. Her legs were weak and wobbly. He steadied her quickly and then turned to Sandy.
"Now it's your turn," he grinned, dropping to his knees in front of her. "You want your cunt shaved too, don't you? Just like your friend?"
Sandy had been all prepared to stop him. This whole situation was getting a little too kinky even for her. But she didn't resist as he unfastened her skirt and pulled it from her. And when he pulled her panties down she helpfully stepped from them. She let herself be lifted onto the towel and spread her legs wide, just as Tammy had done.
Davis worked quickly. He had her crotch covered in shaving foam and his razor in action in seconds. Sandy gazed down in amazement, watching her pubic hair disappear along with the gobs of froth. In spite of herself, her cunt was wet with excitement. There was something wrong, something dirty about this, she thought, but she wasn't sure what it was. For the moment at least, she was speechless.
Tammy was leaning against the wall, glaring into her crotch as if she couldn't believe what had just happened. Her cunt was pink and bald, and the lips were warped open after her quick ringer-fucking. She pulled them apart and gazed at her clit. Then she stood up straight and stripped off her sweater and bra. She was naked but for her knee socks and she crept up behind Davis and hugged him, mashing her tits into his naked back.
"Hey, careful! This is a very delicate operation!" he smiled. He was in the process of scraping up and down alongside Sandy's cunt, clearing away what little hair was left.
Sandy still didn't say anything. She watched him flick his razor in a final clean-up. She helped him swab the wet face towel over her entire crotch. Then she leaned back and groaned as he slipped his finger inside her pussy and diddled her the way he'd done with Tammy earlier. He touched her clit and made her squirm and writhe.
Tammy had reached around in front of him and begun opening his pants. Once she had his fly undone she tugged at his belt and forced his slacks off his hips and down. His shorts came down with them, and suddenly everything was tangled around his knees and his cock and balls were free. His prick was half erect already, and Tammy curled her fingers around his cock with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. She jerked his prick up and down eagerly.
"You girls aren't as innocent as you appear, I see," he laughed, pulling his finger from Sandy's cunt. "You sure know how to handle cock."
"Tammy doesn't. She's only just learning," Sandy said. But as she watched the dark girl jack the prick up and down she wondered just how much Tammy really needed to know. She seemed to be picking things up pretty nicely as she went along.
Davis stood up straight and tried to kick free of his pants and shorts. It wasn't easy, with Tammy reaching around from behind to jerk his cock up and down. But finally he managed it. Then Sandy was skipping down off the ledge of the sink and onto her knees in front of him. She folded her hand over Tammy's, helped the dark girl prime his cock for a few seconds. Then she had other things in mind.
"Tammy, come around front. Let's suck his cock," she gasped, trying to stop the yanking motions of her friend's hand. "If you keep tugging on him like this, he'll cum too soon."
How true, Davis thought. And he felt relieved when Tammy let go of his cock and came around to join Sandy in front of him. Both girls were on their knees. And while he had the chance he reached down quickly and pulled Sandy's sweater up over her head. She was wearing no bra, and her huge tits bounced free below her. He gasped out loud and tried to reach down to fondle them, but there was too much else happening.
Sandy was instructing Tammy in the fine art of cock-sucking. She was graciously holding his swelling cock up and out. She was telling the dark girl how best to use her mouth on his cock and balls. Tammy listened closely, nodded her head, and scraped her tongue over the bloated sac of his balls. Then she began licking her way up the underside of his shaft, curling her tongue from side to side.
She was impatient to get to the head, and Sandy muttered her disapproval as the dark girl opened her mouth and slurped the purple dome inside. She watched Tammy suck hard on the top three inches of cock shaft and resigned herself to what was left. She traced her tongue down to the base of the cock and began licking and sucking on his balls. "Go easy, girls, or I'll blast my load all over your faces," Davis croaked. "Just suck it enough to get it good and hard, and then 1*11 fuck the two of you."
"Mmmmmm!" Tammy groaned, bobbing her dark head up and down on his still growing cock. Her cheek was bulging over his prick.
Sandy was sucking hard on his left ball. But suddenly she spat it out and twisted her head lower. The sac of his balls dangled over her face like a ripe fruit, and she flicked out her tongue and tickled the underside of it. Then her head was moving deeper between his thighs and he had to spread them wide. He felt her tongue in the back of his balls, and between the cheeks of his ass. A shudder went through him as he sensed the tip of her tongue on his asshole.
"Fuck, you're two dirty little bitches, aren't you?" he groaned. "You both know what to do to make a guy hot!"
He gripped his hands to the sink for support and half-stood, half-squatted there with his knees bent and his legs spread wide. Tammy sucked his cock and pumped the base in her hand. Sandy licked his asshole and ran her hands up and down the insides of his thighs. In seconds, his cock was a nine-inch shaft of throbbing meat.
"Girls, I think we're going to have to retire to the bedroom," he grunted, anxious for a breather. "I want to get you two little sluts in my nice big bed."
Tammy continued sucking his cock for a while and Sandy stayed busy between the cheeks of his ass. But eventually he got them to stop, and he led them down the hall to the bedroom. His thick cock swung up and down in front of him as he moved. It was fully erect now and a dark red color. Pre-cum juice seeped steadily from its tip.
"Fuck Tammy first," Sandy suggested. "She's never done it with a real live cock. This is her first time."
"That's hard to believe," Davis grunted. "She uses her mouth like an experienced whore."
He lay Tammy down on her back on the big bed. She spread her legs willingly, not at all nervous. Her shaved cunt was already split open for him. He could see the pink inner folds of skin and the bright bud of her clit. He knelt between her thighs and eased the head of his prick between her cuntlips. He pushed it forward and into her, watching her face for any sign of discomfort.
There was none. Her eyes glazed over slightly and she smiled a dreamy smile, but that was it. As he pressed inch after inch of thick cock shaft into her the smile increased. She began to breathe deeply. Her hands came up to stroke his back and urge him deeper. When he was inside her to the balls she sighed with satisfaction.
"How does it feel, Tammy?" Sandy asked, kneeling on the bed beside her friend. "Do you like it?"
"It feels great!" Tammy sighed. "So big. So thick. So filling. I love it!"
Davis was relieved. He began to fuck her, stroking his hard-on in and out of her with even strokes. His belly smacked on top of hers. He grabbed her tits in his hands and fondled them. He rubbed the nipples with his thumbs and made them stick up nearly an inch into the air. He leaned down and kissed her gently on her mouth.
"I feel so nice, so full of cock," Tammy whimpered. "I can feel your prick way up inside me!"
She was gazing up at Davis with adoring eyes. Her ringers clawed at his back. And the more he fucked into her, the better she felt. She'd cum heavily with Sandy only that afternoon, but she was going to cum again soon. It wasn't going to take long at all. And of course Sandy had been right. It was so much better with a real live cock. Especially when the cock belonged to a hunk like Tom Davis.
Sandy had squirmed down on the bed in back of him. for a while she watched his cock slide in and out of Tammy's cunt. She loved the way her friend's pussylips folded in and out around the fucking cock. She studied his balls as well, and she bent down to lick them once or twice as they wobbled up toward her face.
His asscheeks were flexing crazily as they rose and fell. And she slid her hand down in between them and searched out his asshole. Her finger found the puckered hole and she shoved it inside as far as it would go. Davis gave a strangled cry and for a second she though he was cumming. But he kept pumping steadily.
"Sandy, come around front here and let me fuck you as well," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my wad if you keep fooling around back there like that."
"But I like fooling around!" "I don't care. There's only so much a man can take. Get your ass around here so that I can fuck you. Tammy needs a rest anyway."
It appeared that she did. She was panting loudly and her eyes were so glazed that she seemed about to pass out. Davis hauled his dripping cock from her cunt. He reached behind him and grabbed Sandy's wrist, forced her to withdraw her finger from his asshole. He collapsed on his back on the bed, his cock jutting up from his crotch.
"Sit on it, you dirty little bitch!" he told Sandy. "Climb on top of me and stuff my big prick up your sweet shaved cunt. I want to see if you can take cock as well as your little friend here."
"I can take it," Sandy boasted. And she climbed up and squatted over him, her legs spread wide.
She reached down and grabbed his prick, held it upright in her fist. Then she lowered herself down onto it, nudging it gingerly between the gaping lips of her cunt. As soon as the head was inside her she let go of the shaft and sank all her weight down. His giant prick bulled steadily up and into her. Soon only his balls were visible outside her cunt. His cock was jammed up inside her to the hilt.
"Christ, why haven't we ever done this before?" he groaned, gazing up at her big bouncing tits as she began to move.
"I was too shy to let you, I guess," Sandy smiled. "I only just learned how much fun it is to fuck."
"All these weeks you've been coming here to babysit for us," he went on. "We could have been fucking and sucking all that time."
She was moving up and down quickly now, and he loved the way her huge tits bounced and swayed. His eyes traveled down her flat golden belly and onto the pale triangle where her pubic hair used to be. The sight of her shaved cunt sent a dirty thrill through him. He watched her pulpy cuntlips warp and stretch around his thick cock base.
"Tammy, come sit on my face," he said suddenly. "You rested enough for a little cunt-sucking?"
"I feel so dreamy. My cunt is all tingly," Tammy whimpered.
She had been lying in a heap with her legs spread since Davis pulled his cock from her. But now she climbed up onto her knees and moved around to face Sandy, her thighs on either side of Davis' head. He held his hands up and she gripped them in hers. She eased her crotch up and over his face and settled herself down on top of him. She leaned forward slightly and her wet cunt mashed onto his mouth.
She gave off a series of loud groans as he began to lick and slurp on her cunt. And in seconds her eyes were glazed over again. Sandy was directly in front of her, still bouncing up and down on his prick. The blonde reached out to cup Tammy's tits and tease her nipples. Already Tammy could feel the sparks of her climax rising in her crotch.
"I feel so nice! Oh fuck, I feel so good!" she whimpered. "Eat my cunt! Suck my cunt hard, Mr. Davis!"
"Yeah, and fuck me deep!" cried Sandy. "Ram your big stiff cock all the way up my shaved pussy!"
Davis was in heaven. He lay on his back and sucked merrily on Tammy's bald cunt while Sandy rode up and down on his prick. Two girls at once he was servicing. Two teenage cunts that were sweet and young and freshly shaved. What more could a man want from life? This was as good as it ever got. He poked his tongue deep into Tammy's pussy and swept it from side to side.
She was cumming. Her cunt was twitching and spasming against his mouth, and great gobs of cunt juice were pouring from deep inside her. She heaved up and down on top of his face. He had a hard time breathing. Her cunt made lewd wet squelching sounds, as if it were trying to suck his face inside. She was making loud squealing noises the whole time.
"Eat me! Oh fuck, suck my cunt!" she croaked. "Stick your tongue way up inside me! I love it! Oh fuck!"
This went on for some time, until Davis was well and truly gasping for breath. His nose was buried deep between the cheeks of her ass, and what air he got he sucked in through his mouth whenever she jerked up off his face. But he didn't quit. He went right on chewing on her till she stopped cumming and rolled off him in a heap. She lay on the bed moaning to herself while he finished Sandy off.
"You ready to cum too, you hot little bitch?" he grunted, staring up at the bouncing blonde.
Her big tits were still swaying up and down and from side to side. "I think so, yes!" Sandy gasped. And she leaned forward over him and placed her hands on his chest.
Her huge tits hung down over him and he grabbed them and squeezed them hard. Her nipples were red-hot and hard as rock. They looked swollen enough to spurt milk any second. She sobbed as she rode up and down on top of him. His monster cock knifed up into her to the balls again and again and again. Then she began to quiver and shake.
"Oh fuck, I'm there! I'm cumming! Fuck me hard! Don't stop! I love your big cock up my shaven cunt!" she croaked. She was bouncing up and down on top of him like a woman possessed.
All he really had to do was he there. She was doing all the work. And he let her ride his cock through her climax till she began to slow down. He mauled her tits the whole time. His fingers left white marks in the lush mounds. He waited patiently and thought ahead to when he would cum himself. He didn't want to shoot off inside her. He tried to figure out the best way to relieve himself with two fucked-out teenagers.
"Yes! Oh fuck! I love cock so much!" Sandy sobbed. "I love to fuck! I love to suck! I'm a dirty, cock-sucking slut!"
She drove herself up and down for a while yet, sticking herself again and again on his giant prick. But she was slowing down steadily. And soon she swayed forward over him, pressing her big tits into his chest. He circled his arms around her and held her tenderly for a moment. His cock stayed ramrod hard in her gushing cunt.
"I want you girls to do something special for me," he said at last. "I've got a heavy load of cum to get rid of, and I want to share it with both of you."
"Anything," Tammy said dreamily, gazing at him. "We'll do anything you want, won't we Sandy?"
"Sure, Mr. Davis. You name it," Sandy agreed.
"Kneel on the floor under my cock. I'm going to jerk off in both your faces. I'm going to splatter your sweet teen-aged faces with steaming hot cum."
The two girls glanced at each other. Then they giggled and crawled off the bed and onto the floor. Davis followed them, and once they were kneeling there together on the carpet, he stood up and took his huge glistening cock in his fist. He held it above their lovely faces and started jerking off furiously. Both girls tilted their faces up toward his prick and waited.
They looked as if they were kneeling in prayer together, except that they were both naked but for knee socks. And they were both facing a blazing red prick that was going to gush quarts of cum any second. They held their mouths open and stuck out their tongues. They waited for their blessing of hot jizz.
"Here it comes, sluts!" he growled, yanking his fist hard on his cock. "Take a bath in my hot spunk!"
A ribbon of cum two feet long shot from his cock and spiraled in the air. It hung there for a second and then splashed down onto both their faces, hitting Sandy across her eye and cheek and Tammy across her mouth. Both girls smiled as if they couldn't be happier. Sandy clenched shut her splattered eye and Tammy lapped up cum with her tongue.
Davis jerked off wildly, and his cock spurted jet after jet of silver cum into the air. It all landed on the girls' faces, splashing their cheeks, their noses, their foreheads. Strings of it shot into their hair, and into their eyes. And they grinned up at him happily the whole time.
"In your sweet teen-aged faces, bitches!" he howled. "Spurting hot cum in your cock-sucking slut faces!"
The jets of cum grew shorter eventually, and now the girls brought their mouths closer together so that he could spurt off the rest between their lips. He splattered their tongues and rattled their teeth with his final few jets.
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And he he held his cock up over their lips as it drained its dregs. He watched the elastic strands of spunk loop down onto their tongues.
"Eat it, sluts! Eat my hot cum!" he raved, glaring down at their soiled faces. "Suck up my thick spunk."
They did just that, slurping on his warm jizz and collecting it on their tongues. The cum splashed on their faces, roiled down their cheeks in heavy strands. Each one had one eye sealed shut and dripping jism from the lashes. They were both a mess.
Davis stared at them, fascinated. And then he let out a groan. They were kissing each other, mashing their mouths together and exchanging wads of his cum. They giggled and passed his cum back and forth between them, having the time of their lives.
Chapter Seven
The following day something occurred to Sandy. She realized that though she'd had a variety of sex experiences in the past day or so, she had yet to fuck Wayne. He'd eaten her out. He'd fucked her tits. She'd even sucked him off. But she hadn't yet had his eleven-inch prick up her cunt. That would be a new experience, surely. It might not top the session with Mr. Davis, but it was a step in the right direction.
She waited for her opportunity, but it didn't come as quickly as she hoped. Her mother had two days off, and she seemed to spend every waking hour with Wayne. Sandy lurked around the house, aware of their every move And she had to sit in her room and listen to several moaning fuck sessions similar to the one she'd witnessed recently. Only this time Wayne couldn't come and perform the same service for the daughter that he'd just performed for the mother.
Finally she caught Wayne by himself for a moment when her mother was in the bathroom. She wanted to see him desperately, she told him. She wanted him to fuck her with his eleven-inch prick. When could they get together? She cupped her hand over his cock and balls and squeezed hard.
It was just about impossible as long as her mother was around, he said. But he would wait till she was asleep, then try to sneak into Sandy's room. Mrs. Lewis was a sound sleeper. She rarely woke up once she dozed off. He would try his best to come to Sandy later that night then. It was all he could promise. She'd have to be patient.
It wasn't easy. And several times Sandy was tempted to say the hell with it and phone Terry. He didn't have an eleven-inch cock, and he didn't have half the experience that Wayne did. But he was male, that was the main thing. And he was supposed to be her boyfriend. Any fuck was better than no fuck at all.
After her experiences of the past few days, Sandy wanted something a little better than an ordinary fuck with a boyfriend. She was learning to like strange, kinky sessions. She needed the extra excitement. She decided to wait and see if Wayne could make it. If he couldn't, maybe she'd call Terry tomorrow.
As it turned out, she didn't need to worry. At one in the morning there was a tap on her door and there he was. He crept across the room and shpped into bed with her. He eased out of his shorts and pressed his body to hers. She could feel the long limp shaft of his cock against her thigh.
"I thought you'd never show up. I was just about to jerk myself off," she panted, curling her hand around his cock.
"I had to wait till your mother was sound asleep. She took forever."
He ran his hands over her belly, her thighs, her tits. She was naked for him and there was nothing in the way. He gasped out loud as his fingers explored her crotch. There was no familiar pubic hair. He stopped dead, his hand against her cunt. Sandy felt the tension and excitement in his body.
"What the fuck happened to your pussy? Your cunt is all bare!" he hissed.
"I had it shaved," Sandy giggled. "Do you like it? Does it turn you on?"
"Sure it turns me on. But what do you mean, you had it shaved? Who the fuck shaved it?"
"That's none of your business, you naughty man. A friend shaved it. That's all I'm going to tell you."
"Jesus Christ! This I've got to see!"
He rolled away from her a moment and switched on the soft light beside the bed. Then he knelt beside her and peeled back the sheet. Her nude body was bathed in a soft orange light. Her skin glowed. Her stiff nipples cast shadows across her tits. Between her legs, her bare cunt slit winked at him. He whistled softly between his teeth.
"Unbelievable," he croaked. "That's the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Fuck, girlie, is there nothing you won't do to turn a guy on?"
"I guess not," Sandy giggled. "I guess I'm just a dirty slut at heart."
"You're fucking right," he moaned. He reached down his hand and pulled her shaved cuntlips apart with his fingers. He whistled again as he gazed at the fresh pink skin of her girlie-cunt.
His cock was stiffening. It angled up higher and higher between his thighs. Sandy squeezed it tight and jacked it up and down. She could feel the power surging into it, making it solid.
Fuck, it was a huge thing. It was just a monstrous hunk of man-meat. Flashes of excitement ran through her. Just a day or so earlier, the thought of having it up her cunt scared her half to death. Now, she wanted it inside her desperately.
"Fuck me, Wayne! Shove your big cock inside me!" she begged. "I really want you to! I really need your prick inside me!"
"It's not even hard yet, baby," he answered, still absently fingering her bald cunt. "Wait till it's good and stiff."
She gave a little cry of frustration. And suddenly she dipped her head and sucked the top third of his cock into her mouth. She began to suck, driving her full lips up and down on the fat shaft. Her fist cranked the base up and down roughly. The whole cock swelled alarmingly in her mouth.
He glanced down at her and smiled. But his attention was still on her cunt. He couldn't get over the fact that she had been shaved. It fascinated him. He pried her rubbery cuntlips every which way with his fingers, stretching them wide. The pink skin inside was shiny and wet.
"There, are you hard enough?" she gasped, pulling her mouth off his huge prick. It soared up nearly a foot in her squeezing hand.
He took the hint and eased himself down between her legs. She let go of his cock and he gripped it in his list and guided it down under the flaps of her cunt. He nudged the head inside her and pressed forward, bulling inch after inch of rock-hard cock into her shaved cunt. She gasped. She groaned. But he didn't hesitate. He went right on plowing her full of prick.
Her eyes glazed over as she stared up at him. Her teeth clamped down on her lower Up so that she wouldn't scream out loud. He couldn't teU if her look was one of pain or pleasure. He suspected it was a little of both. But he didn't care one way or the other. He couldn't stop himself. He buried the last couple of inches of blazing cock up her cunt.
"Oh my God! Oh my God!" she gasped. "It feels Like a baseball bat shoved up inside me! It's so fucking huge!"
"It's what you wanted, baby. It's what you've been begging for," he grunted. He lay quite still between her legs, his cock embedded up her cunt.
She ran her hands down over his back, and then on over the cheeks of his ass. She clutched at his ass, dug her fingers into the hard flesh. She seemed to be trying to draw him even deeper inside her. Her glazed eyes stared into his and she smiled slowly. A fine film of sweat had broken out on her forehead.
"Fuck me, Wayne! Fuck me till I can't walk!" she pleaded. "Split me in half with that huge cock!"
His ass began to rise and fall. He fed her his cock with short, sharp jabs. But then he was lengthening the strokes, making them deeper. More and more of his slick cock slipped into the open on the out-strokes. Her tits began to jiggle and shake as he fucked her. The nipples jutted up into the air like horny hunks of bone.
"Shit, it feels weird to fuck a shaved cunt!" he groaned. "I've never done this before, honest to Christ!"
"This is a first for both of us, honey! I've never fucked a cock this big before!" she panted.
He fucked her steadily, getting his cock good and greasy with the oils of her cunt. And now his hands ran up the backs of her thighs and forced them up and back. He scissored her legs wide on either side of her, trussing her like a turkey. And he gazed down in fascination, watching his cock disappearing again and again in her bald cunt. He shook his head in disbelief.
"You're one hot little cunt! You make a man want to do things he's never done before," he croaked. There was a wild, unpredictable light in his eyes.
He was easing her over onto her side, knifing his cock into her at a new angle. He held her scissored leg up above her. Her tits swelled down below her. Then he was forcing her farther, with his cock still inside her, till she was almost lying on her belly. Her face was mashed into a pillow and her voice was muffled as she gasped and groaned.
"I think I'll fuck you doggie-style for a while, and then we'll try something extra special," he panted. "Are you ready for something extra special, little girl? You want to try something new and extra dirty?"
"Anything! Yes!" she gulped into her pillow. "I love dirty stuff! The dirtier the better. Do it to me! Do all the dirty, kinky stuff you want with me! I fucking love it!"
Eventually he had her twisted over all the way, with her head crammed in her pillow and her lovely ass raised up into the air. Her legs were spht wide and he could watch his cock plowing in and out of her hopelessly swollen cunt. He fucked her like this for some time, till she was moaning and whimpering like a little girl lost. Then he slipped his cock from her drooling cunt and planted the head directly on the puckered ring of her asshole.
Sandy thought that his cock had slipped from her cunt accidentally. She reached under between her legs, tried to grab hold of the errant cock and shove it back inside her. But he had it firmly in his fist. And he was pressing it with more and more pressure against her asshole. It suddenly hit her what the extra special something was that he had in mind.
"Up my ass! You're going to shove your big cock up my ass!" she gasped. "You're going to fuck my asshole!"
"You guessed it first time, baby! Boy, you're a smart little slut!" he grunted. He braced his cock hard and pressed even harder onto her asshole. He began to groan softly. He braced his cock in his fist and forced it deep, deep between her perfect asscheeks. The pressure increased against her asshole. She felt him mashing her deeper and deeper into the bed.
"Wayne, this isn't going to work!" she gasped into her pillow. "Your cock is way too big! You'll split me in half with the fucking thing!"
"Isn't that what you wanted, to be split in half?" he croaked.
"Yes, but with your cock up my cunt, not up my ass! Wayne, this is so unnatural!"
"That's what makes it so fucking exciting," he wheezed. "You bring out the beast in me, little girl. You might as well face it."
The pressure on her ass increased even more. She felt like a lead weight was being forced down between her asscheeks. Then she felt something else, and she knew that his cock-head was inside her. He had managed to pry the rock-hard dome of his cock into her asshole. She didn't feel any pain or discomfort. Her ass just felt a bit numb.
"It's going, baby! My big cock is sliding up your ass!" Wayne growled. "Can you feel it? Can you feel my cock up your asshole?"
"Nnnn, nnnnnn!" Sandy moaned, writhing on the bed beneath him. Her heart was pounding crazily.
Wayne was gazing down at her pretty little ass. Her asscheeks were molded tight around the thick bulk of his cock. They were dented around the spot where his cock disappeared. He pressed on, forcing inch after inch of cock up her ass. Almost a third of the giant shaft had vanished already.
"Wayne, stop this now! Fuck me properly!" Sandy gasped. "This is just too fucking dirty for words."
"Ain't it though?" he wheezed. And he pressed another couple of inches of cock up her ass.
It was no use, Sandy realized. He wasn't going to stop. She didn't really expect him to. All she could do was lie there while he performed this weird act. And hope to hell she didn't cry out loud and wake up her mother.
"Over halfway now, baby! You got more than half my big cock up that sweet little teen-aged ass of yours," Wayne grunted. "Just hang in there, and I'll give you the rest. Just relax now."
That was easier said than done. How could she relax with seven inches of cock up her ass and more to come? She bit into her pillow to muffle her groans. Her eyes clenched shut. She had her arms spread out on either side of her, to brace herself. Her tits were squished into the bed beneath her. The numbness in her lower body was increasing.
Another inch of cock slid up her ass. And another. Wayne paused for a second before plunging in what was left. His cock felt like it was caught in a clamp of some kind. It was being squeezed so tight he thought it would burst. But he wasn't going to quit. He was going to bury his cock to the balls up her ass if it was the last thing he ever did.
"Here we go now, baby! Here we go!" he hissed. And he pressed the final inch of rock-hard cock up into Sandy's virgin asshole. His pubic hairs crackled against her ass.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhh my God!" she whimpered into her pillow.
For a second or two Wayne was still. He leaned low over her back and breathed heavily against her ear. Then suddenly he was humping her, pistoning his thick cock in and out of her asshole with short, quick strokes. He ran his hands up her tiny waist and over her shoulder blades. And all the time he drilled his prick up and down between her asscheeks. He snorted in back of her.
"Sweet teen-aged ass!" he grunted. "Such a tight and sweet teen-aged ass!"
Sandy moaned into her pillow. But she had to admit that it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She wasn't in any kind of pain. She was too numb. If she felt anything, it was kind of a pleasant ache. And when she snaked her hand under her and between her legs, even this disappeared. She began to finger-fuck herself, diddling her pussy lips and clit with her fingers. She tried to forget what was bulling back and forth up her ass.
"Your mother would never let me do this to her," he groaned. "She's a wild woman, but she draws the line at ass-fucking. Good thing you're a bit more adventurous, little girl." "Nnnnnn!" Sandy whimpered. "There's nothing you won't try, huh? You're game to try anything with a big hard cock."
His jabs were becoming longer, deeper. He was plowing his cock up and down between her asscheeks as if he had all the time in the world. And he was raising himself up higher over her back now, so that he could watch his cock slide in and out. He grabbed her small asscheeks and mauled them with his fingers. He spread them as wide as they would go. His balls kept slapping down against her cunt.
Sandy could feel them as she finger-fucked herself. She was amazed that he didn't hurt himself, he was fucking her with such force. His balls felt like they would jangle loose any second.
"Going to cum real soon, baby!" he growled behind her. "Going to cum up your sweet teen-aged ass! Spurt my jizz up your shit-chute!" "Nnnnnnn!" Sandy moaned. She was very close to cumming herself. But she had a feeling she wouldn't cum properly as long as his cock was jammed up her ass. It was too distracting. She fingered herself steadily. She waited patiently for him to squirt off his cock-juice up her asshole.
"Now, baby! Now!" he croaked. A series of shudders went through him and he buried his cock to the hilt up her ass.
His prick spewed out a thick glob of spunk up her asshole. And another. But then before it could spurt out anymore he was hauling it free of her ass. He gripped it in his hand and held it over her upturned ass. He tugged on it, jerking himself off just inches above her.
His cock began to splash out silver cum into the furrow between her buns. Her asshole itself was a gaping black hole the size of a quarter, and he splattered cum across this quickly. Then he waved his prick from side to side, painting each of her asscheeks with streaks of silver. The cum made loud splattering sounds as it fell onto her.
"Cumming all over your ass, baby!" he wailed. "Splattering your ass up good with steaming cock-cream!"
He fired off another thick jet of jizz between her asscheeks. And another. Her pretty asscheeks were soon drenched with glittering spunk. Strings of white poured down her thighs, and onto her open cunt and her fingers. A white pool of cum formed in the small of her back.
"What an ass! What a beautiful cock-teasing ass!" he howled. "I want to cover it with cum!"
His cock had quit spurting. He squeezed it and held it over her ass still, watching the dregs drip onto her. A small stream of cum had formed between her asscheeks. It flowed down onto her open cunt. He watched this for a while before rubbing his cock-head into it. He began to smear his spunk all over her ass with his prick.
Sandy lay there in a daze and let him do as he liked. His cock was still hard as he rubbed it all over her ass, and she wondered if it would stay stiff long enough for him to fuck her properly. She wanted to cum with his cock up her cunt. She needed to climax before she could sleep properly.
But after a few seconds of spreading his cum about on her he sank down across her back with a sigh. He lodged his cock in the furrow between her asscheeks and moved it back and forth lazily. It was growing soft. She could feel it getting limper and limper as he settled down on top of her. His sticky cum was gluing it to her ass.
"Wayne, could you fuck me again in a while?" she muttered, pulling her face from her pillow. "Could you fuck me properly, up the cunt, instead of up the ass? I really need it."
"I don't know, baby. I've been here a while already. We don't want your mother to wake up and miss me, do we?"
"Forget about mother. I need you more than she does right now," Sandy moaned.
"Yes, forget about mother," a loud female voice said suddenly. "Why does mother need you, Wayne, when she can come watch you fuck her daughter up the ass? Tell me, huh?"
Sandy and Wayne both rolled over onto their backs and stared into the open doorway. Mrs. Lewis stood there in her nightdress, glaring at them. They were too shocked to speak, and for the moment she didn't say anymore. The three of them just stared at each other in silence.
Chapter Eight
It was quite a night. After Mrs. Lewis had stormed back to her room, Wayne cursed and chased after her. Then a loud shouting match took place. Sandy could hear it all the way down the hall. She listened in stunned silence for a while, then she closed her ears. She took a shower and washed Wayne's cum from her ass and back. Then she calmly packed an overnight bag. She waited till it was getting light. At five o'clock she left the house.
The voices weren't as loud by then, but it was obvious Wayne and her mother were still arguing. It was funny, she thought, but it was as if she had no part in it. They were arguing without bothering about her opinion. Surely she had played an important role in the night's activities. Didn't she even deserve to be consulted? Apparently not.
She walked over to the nearby shopping mall and treated herself to breakfast in a place that opened early. Once the stores opened up, she browsed around and spent what money she had on sexy underwear. The sales ladies looked at her a little funny, as if wondering what a girl so young could possibly want with such things. But they let her have them. She took her purchases and strolled the few blocks over to Tammy's house.
Tammy had just gotten up. She was never at her brightest early in the day, and Sandy decided against telling her what had happened overnight. She just asked if she could stay over a few days again. She needed to be away from home, she said. Tammy nodded dazedly. She lived in a large house with her parents and four brothers. Someone was always staying over. One more person didn't make any difference.
In fact, her older brother Eddie had two friends from college staying for the weekend. If they played their cards right, maybe the guys would take them out later. They were really cute guys, older and so much more mature than most of the boys they knew. Wouldn't it be great to get something happening with them?
Sandy wasn't so sure. After the night she'd just had, she needed rest more than anything. But it was a Saturday, after all. There was no school. Maybe once she'd had a nap she'd want a little fun to keep her mind off her problems at home.
Tammy wanted her to come shopping. She was going with her mother to some new mall that had just opened on the other side of town. But Sandy said she was too tired. All she wanted was to borrow Tammy's bed for the afternoon. Was that okay? Tammy looked at her with a quizzical stare but didn't ask any questions. She'd learned a long time ago that Sandy did what she wanted to do. If she wanted to spend a Saturday afternoon sleeping, that was up to her.
By noon the house was empty. Tammy and her mother were gone. Tammy's father was out somewhere. None of the brothers or their friends seemed to be around. Sandy sacked out and slept for two hours. It felt like eight. She woke up refreshed and full of energy. Even the thought of her mother and Wayne wasn't half as upsetting.
Voices from downstairs had woken her. And after spending a lazy half hour trying on her new underwear in front of the mirror, she dressed and left Tammy's bedroom. She followed the sound of the voices down to the basement. This was set up like a large party room with a huge pool table at one end. Eddie and his two college friends were standing around with cues in their hands. They were drinking beer, and seemed more interested in joking with each other than in playing pool.
"Well, look who's here, Tammy's little girlfriend," Eddie said. "Boys, this is Sandy. Isn't she the cutest thing you've ever seen?"
His tone of voice was slightly mocking. It always was when Sandy was around. He always treated her like a little girl. He did this on purpose, she was sure, just to irritate her. Or maybe he did it because he was attracted to her and didn't want to admit it. She'd noticed the way he looked at her sometimes when he thought she wasn't aware of it.
But even if he didn't take her seriously, his friends obviously did. They stared at her as if they couldn't believe their eyes. She had to smile at the way they ogled her tits, and her slender thighs below her short skirt. They might be much older than she was, but they could appreciate a sexy schoolgirl when they saw one.
"How come you're here all by yourself, little girl?" Eddie went on. "I thought you and
Tammy went everywhere together."
"Not everywhere," Sandy said. "I was too tired to go shopping with her. I had to rest up. I had a very busy night."
She sat on the arm of a nearby chair and let her dress ride up her lovely thighs. She clasped her hands in front of one knee and leaned back, teasing them with flashes of her black stockings. For some reason she wanted to get a rise out of Eddie. She'd put up with his superior tone for long enough.
"Oh? And what were you doing last night that was so special?" he sneered. He bent over the pool table and took a shot, rattling a ball into the corner pocket. He glanced at his friends and noticed that they were still ogling the pretty teenager.
"I was getting fucked up the ass by the man who lives with my mother," she said casually.
One of Eddie's friends gasped on a mouthful of beer. The other dropped his jaw in shock. Even Eddie stopped what he was doing and stared at her. There was silence for a while. The three young men were older and more experienced than Sandy in certain areas, but for the moment they looked like three very confused little boys. Sandy had them in the palm of her hand.
"We were fucking doggie-style," Sandy went on pleasantly. "And suddenly he got it into his head to shove his cock up my ass. It was kind of strange, I have to admit. But I think it's something I could learn to like."
The three young men stood and watched her, none of them speaking. No one accused her of lying or making up the story. They believed her without question. Eddie lay his pool cue down on the table. He folded his arms across his chest and stared at her. His two friends shifted from one foot to the other and didn't take their eyes off her.
"I don't know what it is lately," she continued. "But I'm learning to like all kinds of kinky sex. For instance, I think I could really get off on making it with more than one guy at the same time. What do you boys think of that? Would you consider a girl who fucks and sucks two or more men at the same time some kind of slut?"
She unclasped her hands from her knee and leaned forward, squatting on the arm of the chair. Her dress rode far, far up her thighs. Her black stockings were visible almost to her crotch. The dress was low-cut, and her creamy tits were on display almost as far as the nipples.
"Of course I could only do it with very special men," she smiled. "They would have to be very adventurous. And they would have to be hung like horses. See, I have a lot to offer in return." "Oh, yeah? Why don't you show us just what it is you have to offer?" Eddie, grunted, rinding his voice at last. "Then if we like what we see, and you really want to get gang-fucked, we could oblige you."
"Yeah," one of the others said. "Go ahead and show us what you've got."
Sandy giggled. She hadn't planned any of this, but now it was started, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. She stood up, slipped the strap of her dress off her shoulder. The garment fell down till it was just covering her nipple, hanging on the erect stub like a coat on a hook. She eased the other strap off her shoulder and stood there holding her tits in her hands. Both jugs were completely visible except for the nipples and areolas.
"Are you sure you guys are ready for this?" she grinned. "I wouldn't want to show you something you hadn't seen before. I might shock you."
"Let us worry about that, cock-teaser," Eddie said. "Show us those big fucking tits. Let's see if they're for real."
Sandy slid her hands down her belly and the dress fell away from her tits. She heard Eddie's two friends gasp out loud as they caught sight of her naked tits. The nipples were stiff and stood up high from her areolas. They looked like circular stubs of carved wood on her tits. "Jesus Christ!" Eddie muttered.
"Some tits!" one of his friends gasped. She stroked her hands over her hips, and the dress fell even lower. She was naked from the waist up, and she felt strangely excited. The young men couldn't take their eyes off her, and she enjoyed the feeling of power this gave her. Her striptease fascinated them.
"You like? You think my tits are pretty?" she teased. And she cupped the naked tits in her hands and squeezed them, mashing them together and tweaking the nipples.
There were grunts of approval from the young men, but no one spoke for the moment. They were all watching her dress as it slipped lower and lower on her belly, past her navel and beyond. A lacy black garter belt came into view, low on her waist. Then they could see the black elastic straps of her garters snaking down her thighs. And the brief triangle of black panty molded over her crotch.
"Fucking amazing!" Eddie groaned. "The little slut is fucking amazing!"
He was rubbing his crotch through his jeans. And suddenly so were his friends. They made no move toward her. They seemed quite content to watch her from where they stood. Sandy felt as if she was a stripper on a stage, teasing an audience that could look but not touch.
The dress slipped down her thighs and she took hold of it in one hand and stepped from it daintily. She stood in front of the three young men wearing nothing but her garter belt, her panties, and her black nylon stockings. She shifted her hips from side to side and put her hands on her waist. She was watching each of the young men carefully.
"You like it so far? You want me to go on?" she teased. "Or have you seen enough already?"
"Go on! Take off your fucking panties!" said the one who hadn't spoken yet. "You're beautiful! You're fucking gorgeous!"
Sandy smiled at him. Then she hooked her thumbs in the strings of her panties and leaned forward. Her big tits swayed forward under her like lush fruit. They hung there for a moment, and then she began shaking them gently from side to side. The tits shimmied erotically.
Her hands pulled downwards, and her black panties slipped slowly off her ass and along her thighs. She stayed crouched over for a moment, while she stepped from the black briefs. Then she stood up straight and proud, stretching her arms above her head and lacing her fingers together. Her tits heaved up high on her chest.
"Jesus Christ!" Eddie repeated.
"Un-fucking-believable!" grunted the first friend.
"Beautiful! Just beautiful!" hissed the second.
Sandy stood there in front of them, stretching like a cat. She was nude but for her black garter belt and stockings, and the three males had a perfect view of her straining tits, her flat brown belly, her slender thighs encased in the black Dior stockings. But what obviously fascinated them most was her crotch. They stared at her shaved cunt as if it was the most amazing thing they'd ever seen.
"Well, boys? Am I fuckable or what?" she cooed. "Do you want to do dirty, dirty things to me with your cocks, or should I put my clothes back on?"
Eddie was pulling his shirt over his head. Then he was unzipping his fly and shoving his pants and shorts to the floor. In seconds he was naked, his cock half-erect and bouncing up and down in his crotch. He moved toward her but stopped suddenly within three feet of her. For the moment at least, he seemed unsure of his next move.
His friends stripped off behind him. And as soon as they were naked too they strode over to join him. One cock was thick but still dangling limply toward the ground. The other was jutting out from its owner's crotch at right angles. All three young men stood facing Sandy in a semi-circle. They stared at her hungrily but didn't touch her.
"They're not bad cocks," she grinned. "I've certainly seen bigger, but they'll do, I suppose.
Do you mind if I suck them?"
No one spoke. The three males just watched her as she dropped to her knees in front of them. Eddie was in the middle, and she took hold of his half-hard cock and licked it quickly, scraping her tongue along its underside. She took it in her mouth, bobbed her head up and down several times. The cock-shaft inflated rapidly between her lips. It was soon jutting out into her mouth like a steel bar.
She kept it in her mouth but let go of it with her hands. She reached up on either side of her, took the other two pricks in her fingers. Then while her mouth rode up and down Eddie's cock, her fists pumped on these other two. They grew steadily in her hands, till they were both soaring outwards. They were hot and pulsing to the touch.
"I don't believe this is happening," said the boy on Eddie's left. "I don't believe she's taking on all three of us."
"Just shut up and enjoy, Walt," Eddie grunted. "Just watch the bitch and learn. She could teach you a lot."
"Yeah, just shut up and enjoy," the third male said. He hissed softly as Sandy spit out Eddie's cock and started sucking on his own.
Sandy was making little whimpering sounds as she sucked. And there was an occasional growl deep in her throat. She was obviously enjoying herself. She was excited to be involved in a situation that was so dirty. Her mouth shd up and down expertly, and her fists chugged up and down on the other two cocks. She was twisted way over to one side now, and it wasn't the best position to service the three males from. But she was making the best of it.
Soon she spit out this second cock and shifted over to Walt's. Again she had to twist to one side, but she managed to slide her mouth down on his prick while holding onto the other two with her fists. The whimpering and growling sounds continued. And added to these were the wet slurping sounds of her lips. Her blonde head jerked back and forth.
"You say that she's a friend of your little sister's?" Walt gasped. He was gripping the base of his cock in his hand, holding it steady while Sandy slurped on it.
"Yeah," Eddie grunted. "I always thought of her as a little girl, until today."
"Sure sure as fuck isn't built like a little girl," the third male said. "Shit, Eddie, you must have been blind!"
"And she sure doesn't dress like a little girl!" Walt added. "Fuck, the only place I've seen a chick dressed in garter belt and stockings is in porno movies! This little girl has been around!"
She quit sucking Walt and went back to Eddie's cock. By now all three cocks were thick and swollen. They jutted up and out from the three crotches. Her mind reeled at the thought of taking them all on. For she knew she wouldn't be content with just sucking them. She wanted to fuck them, and to try things that she'd never done before. She only hoped she could rise to the challenge.
"Do you want to fuck me?" she gasped suddenly, pulling her mouth off Eddie's cock. "Why doesn't one of you fuck me while I keep on sucking the other two cocks off? I'd like that. I really would."
None of the young men spoke. They simply stared at her stupidly. Finally Eddie backed away and grabbed two big cushions from the couch. He threw them to the floor and then stood there waiting, his big cock bouncing up and down in front of him. He obviously meant to be the first one to fuck Sandy.
"Okay, baby, if that's what you want," he said. "I'm ready for you. Come over here and spread those legs. Let's go."
Sandy scrambled over to the cushions and sprawled out across them on her back. She spead her legs wide and gripped the lips of her pussy with her fingers. She pulled her cuntlips apart, stretched them like elastic. She glared at Eddie's prick hungrily.
"Shove it into me! Fuck me hard!" she growled. "And get those other guys to kneel down beside my face. I really do want to suck their cocks while you fuck me."
"Hey Walt, Phil, you heard the lady," Eddie said. "Get your asses over here! She wants to suck you off!"
Walt and Phil had been standing where she left them, their cocks swaying up and down. Now they strode over and dropped to their knees beside Sandy's head. She immediately reached out and closed her fingers over their cocks. She jacked them up and down and drew them close to her face. She looked Eddie straight in the eye.
"Fuck me! What are you waiting for?" she hissed.
Chapter Nine
Eddie knelt down between her legs. Her cunt was gaping up at him, all wet and pink and shiny. He took his cock in his hand and guided it down into her. It slid up inside her to the balls with no problem. He rested on top of her a second with his cock embedded deep inside her. Then he began to stroke in and out of her, fucking her steadily.
"Deeper! Harder! Faster!" Sandy ordered, still watching him. "What's the matter, you never fucked anyone before?"
Walt and Phil laughed. She held their cocks firmly in her fists, but made no move to suck them yet. She seemed determined to tease Eddie a bit more first. She snaked her legs up in back of him, locked her ankles over his ass. And she watched him the whole time, judging his performance.
"Come on, Eddie boy, fuck me harder," she grinned. "I'm not one of your tight cunt college girls. I need a little hard action. Ram that cock into me. Fuck my cunt as if you meant it."
Eddie flushed and began stroking her more quickly. His ass rose and fell and his cock made loud squelching sounds as it plowed in and out of her. She was so wet. He couldn't believe how slick she was. Her cunt was sucking snugly at his cock. Her pussy seemed to flex along the length of it. He only hoped he could keep up this pace without shooting his bolt. It would be embarrassing to cum too soon in front of his friends.
But suddenly they were more interested in their own needs. Their cocks were jutting through Sandy's fingers and she squeezed them and tugged on them slowly. But they wanted more. They wanted to be sucked. They both shoved their cocks over her face at the same time. Phil's poked her cheek. Walt's scraped across her mouth. Sandy was forced to do something about them at last.
"Keep fucking me like that! Don't stop!" she gasped, giving Eddie his final order for now. She twisted her head to one side and took Phil's cock over her tongue and into her mouth.
She sucked hard, jerking her face back and forth with short, sharp motions. She could only take in the head and a couple of inches of shaft, but this seemed to content him for the moment. He groaned softly as her tongue and lips teased him. He tried to shove more cock into her mouth, but she had a pretty firm grip on the base of it.
"Mmmmmmmmfff! Mmmmmmmm!" she gasped, her eyes rolling.
After maybe a minute, she slopped the cock from her mouth and moved over to Walt's. Her tongue curled around the head. She licked it lovingly. Then she was moving her face up and down some more, taking the top third of his prick into her face on every stroke. Her cheek bulged each time the cockhead dented it.
"Fuck, she's a hot little bitch!" Walt grunted. "She fucks, she sucks cock! I wonder what else she does?"
"You name it, I bet the little slut does it," Eddie groaned. He was still fucking Sandy as rapidly as he could, and his face was flushed a deep red. Sweat poured off his shoulders and chest.
"She takes it up the ass. At least she said she did," Phil put in. "Maybe one of us could try that with her later. That would be something, huh?"
"I take it up the ass, up the cunt, in my mouth, every which way, boys," Sandy panted, slopping her mouth off Walt's cock quickly. "And before this session is over, I want to have had all thred holes plugged more times than I can count. Are you cockheads up to it, do you think? Are you men enough to give a girl what she wants?"
"You bet, baby! You bet!" Phil grunted. He shoved his cock through her fist and the purple head poked her in the eye.
She squeezed his cock tight and he stopped moving. But he had given her an idea, and now instead of taking a cock back into her mouth she began rubbing the two of them into her face. She gripped the cock-shafts like bat handles and poked her face harshly, smearing off thick wads of pre-cum onto her skin. In seconds her face was shiny with clear fluid. The sticky goo glistened brightly on her cheeks and forehead.
"One of you guys want to take over fucking her for a while?" Eddie gasped suddenly. "I don't want to cum yet, and if I keep this up, I'll blow my wad for sure."
"I'll fuck her, sure," Walt said. "Get out of there! Let me at her!"
With a sigh of relief, Eddie pulled his gleaming cock from her cunt. It took a little longer to disentangle her legs from around his back. She didn't want to let go. But finally he was free, and he crawled up alongside Sandy's face while Walt moved down between her legs. Her cunt was soon crammed with cock again, and Walt began fucking her wildly.
"Couldn't take it, huh Eddie?" she teased, grinning up at him. "The action too hot for you?"
He didn't answer, and she took hold of his glistening cock and rubbed it into her face alongside Phil's. She smeared the cocks over her forehead and against her cheeks. She poked them into her eyes and smudged up her lashes with goo. When she grew tired of that she held both cock-heads butted together over her mouth and flicked her tongue back and forth between them.
"What a slut! What a hot, cock-teasing little slut!" Phil moaned. "I've never seen a bitch so hungry for cock. Have you, Eddie?"
"Never!" Eddie growled. He was glaring down at Sandy, watching her tongue slurp over and around his own cock and then Phil's.
Sandy grinned beneath the cocks. They were right of course. She was acting like a slut. She was doing things most girls would never do in a million years. But she didn't care. She was enjoying herself. And she wanted to shock these guys, especially Eddie. She wanted to make sure he never talked down to her again. She slipped her tongue around his cockhead and poked at the piss-slit.
Walt was driving his prick in and out of her cunt with deep, plowing strokes. He angled his cock this way and that, cranking her cunt wide. His balls smacked into the crook of her thighs and his belly slapped down onto hers again and again. He reached up his hands and mauled her big tits. He too was sweating heavily now.
"Phil, you want to fuck her?" he groaned, slowing down his strokes. "Her cunt is so slick, it'll eat you alive."
There was another shuffle of bodies. Phil pulled his cock off her mouth and Walt withdrew from her cunt. Soon Phil's prick was deep inside her and Walt was kneeling alongside Eddie. Again she had two cocks to butt together over her lips. Her tongue snaked between them hungrily.
Her head was tilting up slightly. She mashed both cock-heads against each other and tried her best to fold her lips over both of them at once. It was impossible. The two cock-heads were just too big and swollen. But for a second or two she did manage to wrap her lips over both of them. Her mouth was warped grossly out of shape. Her lips stretched like elastic.
"Fuck, look at that!" Walt groaned. "Two cocks in her mouth at the same time! What a cock-sucking bitch!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Eddie grunted. His voice was tense. He sounded as though he wouldn't be able to keep control of himself much longer.
Phil fucked her with deep, penetrating strokes. His cock slid inside her cunt to the hilt again and again. He had more staying power than the other two, and several minutes passed before he began to sweat and moan. Then he slowed down his strokes just a little. But they were still deep.
Over the next twenty minutes or so the three young men changed positions several times. Eddie fucked her doggie-style while she swayed back and forth on her knees, her mouth pushed down onto each of the two cocks in front of her. Then Walt lay on his back while she squatted on top of him, her cunt wrapped around his cock. As she bounced up and down she alternated between sucking Eddie's cock and Phil's. Sandy was a very busy girl for a while.
She grunted and groaned as her cunt and mouth were filled again and again with hard cock. She didn't cum, but she felt pretty terrific the whole time. She loved the way she could suck two cocks while a third plowed in and out of her pussy. This whole scene was just so much more exciting for her than regular fucking with one guy.
Finally, as she was bouncing up and down on top of Walt's cock, she pulled her mouth off Phil's cock and tried to speak. For a while she couldn't. Her breath came in short gasps. When she got her words out at last, her voice was deep and husky.
"Triple-bang me!" she croaked. "Fuck me up the cunt and up the ass and in my mouth at the same time! I want to feel all three fucking cocks inside me at once! Do it to me, you bastards! Triple-bang me!"
Eddie and Phil stared at each other in disbelief. From below came the sound of Walt groaning. For a while Sandy was the only one moving and then she became still as well. Walt's cock was buried deep up her cunt. His hands were locked over her big straining tits. She sat on top of him, breathing heavily. She glanced at the two young men on either side of her in desperation.
"What's the matter with you assholes? Are you chicken or what? Fuck me, guys!" she pleaded. "I already have Walt up my cunt. Phil, come around front and cram your cock down my throat. Eddie, ram your prick up my ass! Come on guys, I really want this!"
Phil was the first to move. He stepped to one side and held his cock ready in front of her face. She drew it to her mouth but didn't suck on it yet. She was still watching Eddie. He seemed to be in some kind of daze beside her. He took a step backwards. His thick cock swayed from side to side. Finally he moved around in back of her and bent into a crouch.
"Go for it, Eddie! Stick your cock up her asshole!" Walt grunted. "The slut wants you to do it! Don't disappoint her!"
Eddie took his cock in his hand and leaned low over Sandy's back. The cheeks of her ass were split wide apart. He had a perfect view of the puckered ring of her asshole. Just below, he could see Walt's ball sac and the base of his cock as it arched up between her swollen cuntlips. He slotted his own cock onto the bud of her asshole.
"Cram it up there, baby!" Sandy begged. "Stick your big prick up my ass! Don't be shy now!"
Eddie braced his cock in his fist and put more and more weight behind it. He'd never done this to a girl before, and he didn't really think it would work. He doubted it was even possible, since she already had a cock up her cunt. But he pressed down harder and harder, and to his amazement, the muscle of her asshole relaxed right away and the head of his cock slid easily inside.
Then her asshole seemed to be sucking at his cock-shaft. All he had to do was ease downward slowly, and inch after inch of hard cock vanished up her ass. He couldn't believe it. Her asshole was so elastic. Four, five, six inches of prick slid up inside her. And soon his balls were grazing Walt's and he was in her all the way. His entire prick was buried up her ass.
"Attaboy Eddie! I can feel your cock all the way up her ass!" Walt grunted. "Fuck her now! Do like she says! Ass-fuck the bitch!"
"This is fucking crazy!" Eddie growled hoarsely. "This is like some wild fucking porno movie!"
He began to move, driving his ass up and down, screwing his cock in and out of Sandy's asshole. His strokes were long. He could plow his shaft down to the balls and then withdraw till only the head was left inside her. Her ass was snug, but it was easy to fuck.
And Sandy groaned contentedly and turned her attention to Phil's cock. He was still standing patiently in front of her and she drove her mouth down as far as she could on his prick. Over half his cock slid into her mouth. She began forcing her face up and down, up and down, fucking him with her mouth. Her sucking was in sequence with the thrusts of Eddie's cock up her asshole.
"Three cocks inside her at the same time! What a horny fucking slut!" Phil groaned. "Shit, this chick will do anything!"
"Yeah," Eddie mumbled. "Yeah!"
Sandy moaned to herself. This whole scene was just so dirty, so gross. Three cocks inside her at the same time. She was fucking and sucking three guys she barely knew. And she tried to imagine what she must look like, squished in among them, dressed in nothing but her black garter belt and stockings. Maybe Phil was right. Maybe she would do anything, when it came to sex. She never seemed to get enough.
"Shit, it feels good to fuck her ass!" Eddie grunted. 'I've never done this before, and it feels great! Ass-fucking is even better than cunt-fucking!"
He rammed his prick in and out of her ass with vicious lunges. The cheeks of her ass flexed and trembled each time he plowed forward. Beneath her, Walt didn't have to move at all. Eddie was providing all the friction. He clasped his hands on her tiny waist and felt her shoved forward again and again. Her big tits scraped across his chest, the nipples scratching him.
She was beginning to make choking sounds on Phil's cock, her mouth was gliding far down his shaft on each stroke. Her cheeks ballooned out and then hollowed. Her lips folded this way and that. She was snorting into his pubic hair. She sounded as if she was having a hard time drawing in breath. His cock was huge in her mouth.
She held on tight to the base of his cock. She jacked it up and down crazily while she sucked on the top of it. He wouldn't be able to last long if she kept that up, she realized. He would be cumming in a matter of seconds. She wondered how long the other two would last. From the sounds coming from them, it maybe wouldn't take long for them either. Suddenly she pulled her mouth off Phil's prick and glared up at him.
"Are you ready to cum? Are you just about there?" she gasped.
"Any second, baby! Any fucking second!" he panted.
"Cum in my face! Will you, please?" she croaked. "And the rest of you too! I want all three of you to spurt your hot cum all over my face! I want to drown in your sticky hot jism!"
Phil's cock loomed in front of her face, its head leaking slime onto her cheek. He jerked it back and forth in her fist as if he would shoot his cum right then and there. But suddenly Sandy was sagging down in a heap on top of Walt. She lay there panting, waiting while Eddie hauled his cock from the throbbing channel of her ass. When it was clear she lifted up off Walt's prick and rolled onto her back on the floor.
The three young men surrounded her. Phil dropped to his knees on her left. Walt knelt up on her right. She grabbed their angry red cocks and pulled them over her face, making sure they were right where she wanted them. She smiled as Eddie raised a leg over her middle and squatted down on top of her. He lodged his cock between her tits and pressed them together over the thick shaft. He began to fuck her tits steadily.
"Yes! Fuck my tits! I love that!" she cooed. "But when you cum, make sure you spurt in my face, okay? All three of you, shoot your jizz all over my face! I want it in my mouth and in my eyes and in my hair! I want it all over my cheeks and nose and forehead! Paint my cocksucking face with steaming hot spunk! I want it!"
Walt and Phil were jerking off frantically on either side of her head, their cocks about a foot from her face. Eddie plowed his cock up and down in her cleavage. Ah three cocks were huge and red and swollen. The purple heads throbbed. Big blue veins pulsed in their sides.
"Eat it, cock-sucker! Eat my hot cum!" Phil barked suddenly. He shoved his cock hard through his fist. He held it close over her face. A giant ribbon of silver cum shot from his cock tip.
It splashed across Sandy's face diagonally, marking her from her jaw to her forehead with a long white scar of slime. She gasped as the cum splattered across her mouth. She winced as it sloshed across her left eye. Then she was laughing and squealing with delight as jet after jet of sizzling cock-cream followed. She held her mouth open wide and stuck out her tongue.
"All over your cock-sucking face, slut! Just like you wanted!" Phi groaned. "Eat my cum, bitch! Feel it splattering all over your fucking face!"
He spurted a wad of cum across her nose, and another into her right eye. Two thick jets of spunk shot onto her tongue and into her mouth. She giggled and gasped and smacked her lips. Silver knots of cum drooled over her chin and along her jaw. One final streamer shot into her hair and hung there. It dripped slowly down in front of her ear.
"Sonofabitch!" Walt growled, unable to hold back any longer. His fist flashed up and down on his cock until he felt the cum about to burst out the tip.
Then he held it quite still six inches from her face and waited. A wad of cum as thick as his thumb oozed out and dropped with a splash onto Sandy's face. It splattered in all directions, decorating her features with white lines. The bulk of it hung alongside her nose, but a lot drooled down her cheek to the corner of her mouth. Her tongue was heavy with cum already, but she scooped up what she could and mixed it with Phil's goo.
Walt's fist squeezed his cock and milked it with slow strokes. Great heavy globs of cum poured out the tip and rolled down onto Sandy's nose, and onto her forehead and into her eyes. The spunk oozed down in thick, elastic ropes, all white and shimmering. Each and every one of them ended up draped across Sandy's disfigured face.
"Sonofabitch!" he croaked, watching his cock drool down another silver glob into her right eye.
And now Eddie was lifting his prick from between her tits. He yanked up and down on it as if he wanted to pull it up by the roots. Then he tilted it down over Sandy's face, aiming it at the shimmering mess already deposited there. A rope of cum nearly two feet long splattered from her chin to the top of her head.
"Dirty cock-sucking slut!" he groaned. "Hot, spunk-eating bitch!"
He aimed at her mouth and shot three strong, heavy jets between her lips. It was hard to tell now if Sandy was laughing or not. Her mouth was a gross, oozing pool of white cum. Globs of it overflowed and poured down her face. There was cum everywhere, in her eyes, all over her cheeks and nose, across her forehead. Her face was awash with jism. She was a mess.
But Eddie kept right on spurting. And Walt and Phil still dripped the odd string of cum onto her. Till she began to cough, to gag. And even more cum was pouring from her lips. Silver slime gushed from her mouth and rolled down her face. She coughed some more.
"She's choking on cum," Phil said matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, she's taken all she can take," Walt agreed.
Eddie didn't speak. He was still splashing out jets of cum onto her mouth. He was painting her face with spunk, giving her what she wanted. He was smiling grimly.
Chapter Ten
That evening Sandy made her way home. She didn't plan on staying very long, but she wanted to see if the fight between Wayne and her mother had resolved itself. She wanted to know one way or the other what the score was. Once she got there though, she was a bit scared of going in. She strolled back and forth in front of the house, thinking.
Terry drove up while she was doing this. He had been trying to get in touch with her for ages, he said. He really wanted to talk to her. She climbed into the passenger seat and sat with him for a while. With a blush she recalled that she'd been sitting in exactly this spot a few days back, when all her crazy sex adventures began. She wondered if Terry had any idea what had happened to her in the meantime.
"Where have you been, Sandy?" he asked. "Every time I phone you're nowhere around."
"I've been really busy, Terry," she sighed. "Things have been happening to me."
He wanted to know what things, but she put him off. To tell the truth, she really didn't feel like talking about it. Her life was a bit too complicated lately to explain to anyone, even Terry. Maybe especially Terry. She tried to keep things as simple as possible.
"My mother and Wayne have had this big fight," she said. "Everything's crazy right now. I was just about to go in and find out what's what with them."
"Why not forget about them for a while? Come over to my place. My parents are away. What do you say?"
Sandy knew what the offer meant. He wanted to fuck her again. And for a moment she was tempted to accept. But she'd only just finished fucking three guys a few hours earlier. She'd had enough cock to last her for at least twenty-four hours, surely. She declined and told Terry she really had to go talk to her mother.
"Well, what about tomorrow, or the next day?" Terry whined. "I mean, are we going together or what? Fuck, I never get to see you."
"I know, Terry, and I'm sorry. But that's the way it's going to be for a while. I don't know when I can see you again, or when we can, you know, have sex."
Terry was pissed off. He made that pretty obvious. But Sandy was in no mood to talk to him any longer about this. She made her excuses and climbed out of the car. He zoomed off down the avenue with a squeal of tires. She wondered if she'd ever see him again. She wondered if she cared one way or the other.
She went on in the house and Wayne was waiting for her there, just the way he'd been waiting the night she'd jerked Terry off. But he wasn't leering at her this time. He looked exhausted, as if he hadn't slept since the last time she saw him. There were two battered suitcases standing in the hall, with his jacket thrown over them.
"What's happening? Where's Mom?" she asked.
"She's at work. She says by the time she gets back, I've got to be out of here. She's throwing me out."
"I'm sorry, Wayne. But I guess I'm not too surprised."
"Me neither. She did catch me ass-fucking her daughter, after all. I guess she thought I was taking things too far."
He gave her a weak smile and sat down on the stairs. Sandy didn't know whether to feel happy or sad. She never really had liked Wayne, as a person. She just liked his cock and the things he did to her with it. She wondered if she would miss that big throbbing slab of meat. Where else would she ever find one that size?
"I've been waiting for you to come home. I want to talk to you," he went on. "Come sit with me a while."
Obviously this was her night for guys wanting to talk to her, Sandy thought. She went over to the stairs and sat down beside Wayne. He put his arm around her and cuddled her. He stroked a hand over her knee.
"I know I shouldn't have done all those things to you," he murmured. "Fucking your tits, making you suck me off, fucking you up the ass. But I couldn't help myself. You're the hottest young piece of ass I've ever met."
"Wayne, I'm glad you did," Sandy put in. "You taught me all about sex, about how varied and exciting it can be and all."
"Well, maybe. But I shouldn't have done it under your mother's roof. That was my big mistake." He stroked his hand higher on her thigh.
"Do you want me to suck you off? One for the road?" she smiled.
Wayne stared at her, his eyes lighting up. He didn't say anything, but then he didn't have to. Sandy was already squirming around in front of him, kneeling between his legs on the stairs. Her fingers opened up his fly and she hauled out his cock. Even limp, it was a solid six inches long.
"You're really something, you know that?" he grunted.
"I know it," Sandy smiled. She bent her head and licked the tip of his cock.
Her mouth sank down and she began to suck hard, clutching the base of his cock in her fingers. His prick grew quickly, thickening between her lips. Her free hand scooped under his balls and tickled and squeezed them. In a short time she'd become an expert cock-sucker, and he was soon breathing heavily.
"I'm going to find a place of my own," he groaned, watching her cheek swell over his cock. "When I have an address I want you to come see me. I want you to visit me a lot."
"Mmmmm! Mmmfff!" Sandy mumbled.
"Your mother doesn't have to know. There's no reason to tell her. We can get together whenever we want and fuck and suck to our heart's content."
"Mmmfff!" Sandy grunted.
His cock was huge in her fist now and she could jack it up and down properly while sucking at the head. She pulled her mouth off it suddenly and grinned up at him. Her hand continued to pump at his prick without missing a beat.
"And will you fuck me up the ass again, if I ask you?" she teased.
"Anywhere, baby. I'll fuck you anywhere," he gasped. "Anything you want from me, you'll get."
"And you'll fuck my tits, and cum in my face if I want you to?" she went on. She gave his cock a lick or two.
"Sure will, baby. Anything you want."
"Gee I don't know, Wayne. You see, lately I've developed a taste for group scenes. You know, two girls and a guy, or one girl and two or three guys. I like my sex even kinkier than you do! You got any well-hung friends? You know, any guys with cocks bigger than yours? Maybe I'd like to try getting it on with four or five of them!"
Wayne gazed at her and his cock began to tremble in her fist. He couldn't believe his ears. Was this the same sex-shy little girl he'd known up until a few days ago? What had happened to her? What had he turned her into?
"I don't know, baby. I could try to get into that, I guess. I know some guys, sure."
"Good. Then maybe I'll take you up on your offer," Sandy grinned, slurping on the end of his cock. "If not, I'll have to look elsewhere. Maybe Terry could line up some of his friends for me. Or there's always Tammy's brother and his friends. Looks like I have all kinds of choices, doesn't it? You've really helped to open me up, Wayne."
Wayne glared at her in amazement. Then he gasped and watched as jet after jet of white cum shot into her mouth. She grinned. She laughed. And she accepted the hard jets of cum without wincing.
"Fuck, you're really something, baby!" he groaned. His cock shot another cum-jet into the back of her throat.
