The author of The House That Incest Built, Ephram C. Hickey, is much more than a story teller. He is a reporter, accurately depicting the mores and morals of our contemporary society; exposing the raw sexual phenomenon from a grass roots viewpoint.
An extensive traveler, Mr. Hickey finds the basis for his stories in bars, clubs, private neighborhood get-togethers, quiet lounges, cocktail parties and social gatherings. In fact, his tales are drawn from anywhere he can provide a broad shoulder to cry on, or act as a silent sounding board for individuals seeking commiseration.
It is these tales, gleaned from a thousand and one persons, happy or sad, inane or urbane, that he weaves together into a forceful, interesting story, using the thread of fiction to bind them together.
As you will see in this tale, (verified by both historical and contemporary sexual publications), the desire for younger sexual partners is certainly not limited to "dirty old men."
Since the beginning of time, older women have sought the vitality and stamina of adolescent lovers. When the factual later ripening of female sexuality is applied, it seems only reasonable that, in her thirties and forties a woman can, and often does, require the services of a male who would be more physically able to satiate her full-blown hunger.
Recently, there have been several news stories from the more eastern parts of this country, dealing with incestuous situations within singular households. In California, a professor was found guilty of immoral behavior with an eleven-year-old girl. These situations do exist, and to blithely pretend they do not is both puritanical and insane.
As we follow the path of the heroine in this epic, Alice Hanley, a young widowed music teacher who lives in The House That Incest Built, this proves only too true. She is inexorably drawn to her young male students because of an insatiable appetite for youthful lovers. Though miserable in her clandestine activities, she nonetheless continues to contrive ways and means to conquer her teenage students and lead them into passionate encounters.
When Mr. Hickey introduces us to new and vital characters in this web of debauchery; the lovely young niece, the older and experienced lover, the innocent girl friend, we find ourselves drawn into their lives and experiencing their pleasures as well as their foibles and frustrations.
This is indeed a complete and thorough analysis of what can, and often does occur under a given set of circumstances.
Shocking perhaps, but nevertheless true to life.
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CHAPTER ONE
"Tom, please!" Alice Hanley pushed the man away, her hands against his hairy, sweaty chest. She laid back on the pillow, letting the breeze from the darkened window waft over her naked body to dry the perspiration.
"Hell, Alice," Tom Bronson pleaded, "there's plenty of time. Those damn busses are always late." He reached across her chest to take a warm, wet tit in his hand, and he caressed it gently. "C'mon. We've got time for one more."
"No we don't!" The woman brushed his hand away and stood up, her large, well-formed tits swaying with the motion. As she pushed the damp hair back from her forehead, Tom eyed her dark, curly bush with desire, his stiff cock jerking.
"I'm going to take a quick shower, Tom. You can take one when I'm through." She wheeled and went through the door to the bath. "Hey! Can't I come too?" Tom shouted after her, grinning as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.
"Not this time. We're going to be late as it is." Alice turned on the shower, then squatted on the stool to pee and let Tom's white fluid drain into the bowl. She looked up as Tom framed himself in the doorway.
"Why does the kid have to come back here?" he asked sullenly. "Isn't there any place else she could go?"
"I've told you there isn't." Alice wiped herself and rose to enter the shower. "I'm the only person Connie has left." She stepped behind the curtain, ending the conversation.
"Shit!" Tom snorted, then turned to get his clothes ready.
Connie Turner squirmed in her seat for the hundredth time in the last ten miles. She was uncomfortable in the bus seat, and her panties were wet with dew. She glanced around quickly to make sure no one was watching her, then eased her hand down under the waistbands of her skirt and panties until her fingers were touching the hair around her cunt.
"Please don't, darling," the girl sitting hidden behind Connie whispered. "You're getting me all hot. Let's wait till we get home."
"I want to fuck you so bad it hurts!" a man's voice said in a hushed grunt. "It's been so goddamn long."
They had been going on like that since the last town, and Connie was getting so excited she could hardly stand it. She could just imagine that the man had his hand on the girl's cunt, playing with it and teasing it. She had seen the couple get on at the last stop, and even then he had a hard-on.
"Hold it, honey," the man hissed under his breath. "Take it out and hold it."
"Darling, don't!" the girl groaned. "We'll have all we want when we get there."
Damn, I wish that was me back there, Connie thought, rubbing her clit with her finger. I'd like to grab his big old prick!
The young girl laid her blonde head back against the seat and manipulated her finger in her slit as she stared out into the inky blackness of the night the bus was racing through.
"Boy, this sure screws up our deal," Tom grumbled as he stopped for a traffic light. "What the hell are we going to tell her about me?"
"I'll take care of it," Alice answered calmly. "I taught her about the facts of life. She'll understand."
"How long did you say she lived with you?"
"A little over ten years. Her mother is dead, and her dad was in prison. He was paroled, and wanted her with him. Then all of a sudden I get this letter and he wants me to take her back. He didn't say why."
"So you're lettin' a fuckin' ex-con screw up our lives!"
"Goddamn it! I told you, she's my niece! What the hell else could I do?" Alice lit a cigarette with trembling hands, then stared out the window of the moving car.
Tom drove in silence for a while, his craggy features screwed up in a scowl, then he glanced at the woman sitting next to him. He sure hoped that kid wasn't going to louse things up for him. Alice was really something. A good-looking brunette, she didn't look like thirty-three. She looked more like twenty-five. And she was built the way a woman should be, lots of curves and soft.
"Alice?" He cleared his throat. "Uhh, are we still going to sleep together? The way we have been?"
"I don't know," Alice said glumly. "I don't know how she's going to take it. I'll talk to her as soon as we get home, and then we'll see."
Glancing at his watch, Tom swore. "See! We had plenty of time to knock off another piece. Christ! It's no tellin' when we'll be able to again."
"Oh, Tom. Isn't four times today enough?" Alice grinned at the big, unhappy man that looked like a lumberjack from the north woods. "This isn't the end of it. We'll work something out."
"Well, I goddamn well hope so. We got a good thing going. I don't want any smart-ass kid messin' it up!" Tom drove past the bus depot and turned the corner, looking for a parking space.
They walked into the brightly lit depot, crowded with weekend travelers, and found a seat on a bench near the unloading doors. Tom shook out two cigarettes, lit them both, then handed one to Alice. They both leaned back, letting their eyes rove around the room, appraising the mass of humanity.
A tall, handsome blonde-haired boy held Alice's gaze. He was standing near the drinking fountain, chewing on a candy bar. About twelve, he was wearing tight pants that outlined the bulge in his crotch invitingly.
Alice eyed his pouch thoughtfully, wondering if the boy had been circumcised. Her last young friend hadn't, and she had been surprised, thinking that was the standard practice at birth. He had always been very careful about washing under the foreskin though,-so she guessed it didn't make much difference.
Just as the first lights of the city whizzed by the windows of the bus, Connie groaned quietly in her orgasm, then settled back against the cushions, breathing heavily. The couple behind her had been quiet for a few minutes, except for a few moans, and she supposed the girl had jacked the man off just to keep him quiet.
She pulled her hand out of her skirt, smoothed it down, then ran a comb quickly through her hair. She hoped Aunt Alice would be on time. She didn't want to have to stand around in that damned depot for a long time.
There's really going to be a blow-up when I tell her what happened, she thought. Jesus! After all that preaching she did to me, she's really going to be pissed. I know she won't kick me out like that other bitch did. But she's sure going to bend my ear for a while.
When the bus slowed down for the turn into the depot, the pretty young blonde stood up in the aisle, picked up her suitcase, and moved toward the front of the bus, peering out the window to locate her aunt.
"What?" Alice said, tearing her eyes away from the boy's pelvis to look vacantly at Tom.
"I said they just announced the bus. We might as well go on out. She'll be expecting you." He stood up, waited for the woman, then they went to the large doors that led to the ramp.
"There she is, Tom! Hi, Connie! Welcome back!"
Tom stood silently as Alice hurried to wrap her arms around a beautiful young girl, blonde hair falling down her back, blue eyes wide. She was dressed in a mini-skirt and sweater that showed off her full, lush figure to the best advantage. Tom noticed that several young men were eyeing her dreamily as the two females kissed, then came toward him.
"Connie, I want you to meet a very good friend of mine. I know you're going to like him. Tom Bronson, this is my niece, Connie."
Connie looked up into the man's deep blue eyes, noticing that they weren't smiling, even though his mouth was. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take his offered hand.
"Hi!" Her voice cracked as she said it.
"Glad to meet you, Connie," Tom said. She looks a lot older than fifteen, he thought.
Alice broke between them, taking each of their hands. "C'mon, you two! We can talk at home. Let's get out of here."
Tom grabbed Connie's bag with his free hand, and they went through the depot to the car. When Tom opened only the front door, Connie stepped back quickly and pulled the back door open.
"I'll sit in back, thanks," she said hurriedly, then jumped in. She didn't want to get too close to Alice just yet. In the back seat she would at least have some room to maneuver if her aunt started questioning her right away.
Alice made small talk on the way to the house, pointing out anything that had changed since Connie had left. The girl just acknowledged her aunt's comments with murmurs, and Tom was silent the entire trip.
When they were inside the house, Alice made stiff highballs for herself and Tom, poured Connie a root beer, then guided the girl into Connie's old bedroom after nodding silently to Tom. She closed the door behind them, motioned Connie to the bed, then sat in a small chair nearby.
"Well," Alice said, smiling, "we have some things to talk about, don't we?"
Connie looked at her nervously, nodded, then took a sip of her pop, looking at her aunt over the rim of the glass.
"Why did you come back, Connie? All I know is what your dad wrote, and he didn't say much. Was it because you didn't like it there, or what?"
The girl stared at the floor, shaking her head. "No, I liked dad a lot. I ... well, Mary ... ah, that's his wife ... well, she ... "
"That's all right, dear. Go on. Didn't she like you?"
Connie knew from experience with her aunt there wasn't any point in trying to lie. Alice would keep her up all night if necessary to get to the truth. It had happened before.
"I don't know if she liked me or not. But she caught us. Russ and me. At the house." Connie shivered with fear.
"Caught you doing what, honey? Who's Russ?"
"Russ is her kid. He goes to junior college there. We were ... we were doing it in the living room, and she caught us."
"Doing what?"
"Fucking!" Connie spat the word out, then tears welled in her eyes.
"Hey! Don't do that!" Alice got up and went to sit by the girl, putting her arm around the shaking shoulders. "It's not all that bad. I'm sure you can explain it. Now, stop crying."
Alice waited patiently for the tears to stop, then patted Connie on the shoulder and returned to the chair. She picked up her highball, took a healthy swallow, then leaned forward to stare at Connie's streaked face.
"Did the boy ah, Russ did he rape you?"
"No," she said. "He was always playing around. You know. Teasing me, and peeking in the bathroom while I was taking a bath and things. He saw me naked a couple of times." She rubbed her eyes with the side of her hand, then went on.
"Well, one afternoon we were by ourselves, and he asked me if I'd ever seen a ... a prick. I said no, then he unzipped his pants and took his thing out." She sniffed a few times.
"Aunt Alice, I wasn't thinking about doing anything, but when he showed me his big old thing, I felt funny all over."
Alice was squirming uncomfortably on the chair, her crotch getting wet as she listened to Connie's confession. God! I wish I'd been there, she thought.
"Go on," Alice prompted. "Then what happened?"
"Then he ... he asked me if I wanted to touch it. I didn't, but I did. It got hard while my hand was on it, and it was so big! And that thing around the end? You know, the skin over it? Well, I slid that back, and the end of it was all purple and shiny."
Shifting her position, Alice opened her legs a bit to let some air get to her hot cunt. Her panties were all sticky from the fluid running out of her pussy, and her legs were twitching slightly. Jesus! she thought. If I could only have touched that rod! I'd've given that boy something to think about!
"Did he make you do anything to him?" Alice urged.
"No. But I felt so funny between my legs, I couldn't stand it. Then Russ took off my shorts and panties, and played with me. He pushed me down on the floor, and laid on top of me, then he put his ... his prick up inside me."
"Didn't you try to stop him?"
"I couldn't! And I don't think I really wanted to! My God, it felt good! I know I shouldn't say it, but you always told me to be truthful. I liked it!" Connie's face became red with the admission, but she continued to look straight at Alice.
"Geez, when he started to pump it into me, I thought I was going crazy! Then all sorts of funny things started happening, and I didn't hear anything except a ringing in my ears. When it was all over, I looked up, and there was Mary standing over us."
Alice lit a cigarette with shaking hands as Connie sat silent for a minute. Her uterus was contracting in spasms as she blew the smoke out and tried to calm herself.
"Then?" she asked.
"Well, Mary told me to get the hell out of there. She said I was nothing more than a ... a whore! She didn't even say a word to Russ. He just got up and ran to his room. Mary kept calling me names all day, and when Daddy got home, she told him either I left or she would."
As her pussy continued to drip, Alice stood up and sighed, her legs weak. I really can't scold her, she thought. I probably would've done the same thing. But at least it's going to make it easier to explain about Tom.
"It's all over now, Connie. I hope you've learned a lesson from all this. It's all right to have sexual relations, but make sure you know what you're doing. But, we won't discuss it ever again. What's done is done." She turned, and went to the door.
"Oh, by the way. Tom is living here, now. We're ... we're married, sort of. I'll explain all about it tomorrow. But don't be surprised when you see him here in the morning. Okay?"
"Sure!" Connie replied happily. She hadn't thought it was going to be this easy! She expected at least a lecture. Now, it didn't matter what was going on. She at least had a home and someone to be with.
"Fine. I'll see you in the morning, Connie. Good night."
Alice closed the door and went to the front room. Tom had gone to bed and had turned the lights out, so she groped along the wall to the kitchen to mix herself another strong drink.
So the little girl isn't a virgin any more, she thought. Damn, I would like to've watched her lose her cherry. That boy must've had a terrific prick! If I could only've been there! I'd've sucked his cock dry! She tossed off the drink quickly, shut off the light, and felt her way to the bedroom.
Tom was lying in bed, covered only by the sheet, his arms behind his head. As Alice began undressing, tossing her garments onto a chair carelessly, his cock began making a tent out of the sheet. Her long, lithe legs, nicely rounded ass, and large, firm tits always gave him a hard-on.
"Not again!" Alice smiled, dropping her wet panties as she noticed the bulge under the sheet.
"Yeah, again! C'mon, lady! Climb up here and I'll throw the meat to you." He laughed.
"Quiet, you goon! I don't want Connie to hear us." She stepped to the bed, threw back the sheet, and knelt over Tom's stiff prick. She kissed it lightly up and down the shaft, then slid the foreskin back easily to kiss the soft, smooth head.
"Are you going to blow me, Alice?" Tom whispered.
She nodded her head, then slid her mouth over the shaft until it was almost buried to the hilt. Fluid ran down her thighs as she sucked on his dong, running her tongue around and around the head, pushing the foreskin back with her lips.
"Jesus!" Tom gasped, thrusting his ass up toward her face.
Encouraged, Alice sucked even harder, bobbing her face up and down on his rod, caressing his balls and rubbing his leg. She was so hot, her ass was pumping wildly into thin air, her hips swiveling with the motion.
"Now, baby!" Tom groaned. "Now! Ungh! Ungh! Ohhhh! I feel it coming up! Unghhhhhh! Aarghhhhhh! Ummmmmm!"
Alice moved her lips up to the end of his pulsating dick and, using her lips and tongue, tried to pull his juice from his balls. Then it was surging into her mouth, spurting and jetting against the back of her mouth in gushes, flowing down her throat.
"Aarghhhhhh!" Tom moaned. "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" He grabbed her head and forced it even further down on his shaft, grinding his ass at the same time.
Alice swallowed the hot, creamy liquid greedily, then used her tongue to clean Tom's prick, lapping all around the head and into his hole.
"Come up here, baby!" Tom grunted. "Let me stick it in! You need a good fuck, after that!"
Crawling forward, Alice positioned her cunt over his still flaming shaft and eased her hot pussy down over it. She moaned as it hit bottom, pushing against her intestines with a wonderful pressure.
"Ohhhhh, Tom! Jesus, what a cock you've got! It always feels like it's going to come out my mouth!"
"Fuck me, baby! Ram it home!" Tom raised his hips, jamming it even farther into the woman's hot hole until her pelvic bone was pressing against his.
"Ohhhhh! God, Tom! It's so good! Unghhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
Alice began sliding up and down on his hot shaft, pumping her slippery cunt as she swiveled and writhed her ass around, reaming her cunt with his gigantic prong. Her ass slapped against his thighs as she thrust down hard, then raised quickly only to jam it down again.
"Unghhhh!" Tom moaned, grasping her ass with his hands, and pulling her closer. "Aarghhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Unghhhhhhh!"
"Tom! Oh, Jesus! Tom! Unghhhhhh! Ummmmmmm!"
Writhing, twisting, turning, humping, jerking, they screamed and shouted into a climax, exploding in a frenzy of arms, legs and shaking bodies. Then they lay still, gasping and panting with the effort and excitement, joyously relieved.
Connie had heard it all through the wall. The groans, the bed headboard banging, the shouts of ecstasy. Though she had experienced intercourse only the one time, it was enough to give her knowledge of the delights of sex, and she wished desperately she had a boy with her.
Since she didn't, at the first sounds of the happenings in the next room, she had kicked off the covers, spread her legs wide, and fondled her cunt with her fingers. She had been masturbating since she was twelve, and knew exactly how to get the most pleasure from her manipulations.
First, she ran a finger into her hole to moisten it, then rubbed the liquid in and around the folds of her cunt until it was all slippery. Then she took her clit gently between two fingers and rubbed it lightly, thrilling at the sensation it sent up her back and into her bowels.
When Alice had cried out, Connie knew exactly how she felt, and closed her eyes to imagine that a strong, handsome boy was doing the job on her cunt that her fingers were doing. She writhed and twisted on the bed, arching her back as she had done when Russ had jammed his big, stiff prong deep into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she moaned, feeling her uterus contract and her hole dilate as her fingers probed and rubbed in between the folds of her gash.
"Unghhhh! Ummmmmmm! Ohhhhhhh!" She wanted to fuck! She wanted to feel a cock inside her again! Russ! Tom! Anybody! "Ohhhhhh!"
With wracking spasms, she had an orgasm, but still not satisfied, she continued to massage her clit until she exploded again, pumping her ass up into the air as she jerked with delight.
"Ohhhhhh! Ummmmmm! Unghhhh! Unghhhhh!"
Connie sank limply on the bed, quivering. It wasn't what she wanted, but it would have to do. She drifted off to sleep still holding her wet, slimy cunt with her hand, the fingers twitching uncontrollably.
When she awoke, the sun was already beaming brightly in her window. She sat up quickly, startled for a moment, then remembering where she was, she got up slowly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She opened her suitcase, put on her light robe, then opened the door to peek into the hallway.
The bathroom door was open, and Alice's door was closed, so she slipped quietly into the bath and closed the door. She took off the robe, hung it on a hook behind the door, then sat on the stool to pee. She thought about the night, remembering that she had first masturbated sitting on this very stool. It seemed like a long time ago.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Tom started into the room, his eyes half closed in sleep. When he saw Connie sitting on the stool, he stopped abruptly, and his eyelids went wide open.
"Goddamn!" he gasped. "I'm sorry! Jesus! I forgot you were here!"
He wasn't wearing anything, and when he turned to get out of the room quickly, his piss hard-on slammed against the door as he pulled it shut.
"Ow!" he shouted as he slammed the door.
Still muttering under his breath, he went back to Alice's room, carefully closing the door after he was inside.
"What's the matter?" Alice asked, sitting up on the bed.
"I forgot that kid was here! She was in the head!" He moved to the window, and inspected his softening shaft.
"Jesus H. Christ! What a way to start a day!"
CHAPTER TWO
As soon as the door slammed shut, Connie quickly wiped herself and flushed the toilet. She felt a little embarrassed at Tom seeing her like that, but knew it was an honest mistake and nothing could be done about it anyway.
She turned on the water and climbed under the shower, washing her lithe, young body carefully, paying particular attention to her cunt. Alice had pounded it into her that no woman should have a smelly pussy, so she was almost religious in keeping it clean.
As she was dressing in her room, she heard Tom and her aunt moving around, and after putting her clothes away in the dresser she had used for so many years, she went out to the kitchen where her aunt was fixing breakfast.
"Good morning," Alice smiled. "Have a good sleep?"
Connie sat down across from Tom, who was having a cup of coffee. "Yes. Just fine."
"Sorry about bustin' in on you like that," Tom mumbled. "I clean forgot you were here."
"That's all right," Connie said, buttering a piece of toast. "I should have locked the door."
"Better get moving, Tom," Alice urged. "It's almost eight."
"Yeah." He stood up. "I'll be late. Got six trees to top, and the guy wants it done today. Don't wait supper for me."
"Of course we will," Alice said, pecking him on the lips. "I won't start anything until you get here."
"Okay. 'Bye." Tom left the room and went out the front door.
"What does Tom do?" Connie asked.
"He's a tree trimmer. You know. They cut branches off trees and things. It's been awfully slow for him lately, but he's really pretty good. That's how I met him. He trimmed that big elm in the back yard a few months ago."
Alice filled two plates with bacon and eggs and sat down at the table. "Connie, we're going to get married pretty soon. We can't right now, because ... well, we just can't. But I don't want you to think we're doing anything bad. We love each other, and this is the way we want it. We didn't think you'd ever come back here."
Connie was uncomfortable at her aunt's admission. "Oh, I don't think anything about it. It's none of my business. I'm just glad I had somewhere to go when that bi ... woman threw me out."
"You know you're always welcome here, dear." Alice patted the girl's hand. "Just be careful what you say around Tom. He doesn't know, and there's no reason he should."
They finished breakfast, washed the dishes, then Alice went to get ready to go to her music studio. At the door, she said to Connie, "Don't worry about the house. I'll take care of it when I get home. My last lesson is at four, so I should be here around five. Why don't you call some of your old girl friends? I'll bet they'd be glad to hear you're back."
"I will. I'll clean up the house, too. I don't have anything else to do."
Alice kissed her on the cheek, then went to climb in her car. Her first student this morning was Tony, and she wanted to be there early to get ready. He was her favorite, and she could only see him once a week.
She had opened the studio five years before, when her husband first went to Viet Nam, and she had a lot of time on her hands. She taught piano and violin, and once in a while the accordion, though she didn't like the instrument.
It had started slowly, then when her students began praising her so much, especially the young boys, word had spread, and she found she was making a pretty good living. Of course some of the boys had reason to be so happy with her lessons. They got a lot more than a course in music at the studio.
With her husband gone, and being without sex, she had begun looking at the boys with desire in mind. During the lessons, she found herself staring at their crotch and wondering what their tools looked like.
It became such a mania with her, that she had bought a two-way mirror and installed it herself between the men's room in the studio and a closet. Whenever one of her male students, young or old, used the toilet, she would duck into the closet and watch them pee. Her cunt would get wet and dewy as she watched them slide the foreskin back as they played a stream of piss into the bowl.
Finally she couldn't stand it any longer, and she had seduced young Tony. He was the first. There had been many others, but he was the only one who was still her pupil. For almost three years, he had been coming every two weeks during the school year, and every week during the summer. She hated herself for it, but the desire for young boys had become uncontrollable, and she couldn't stop!
Alice parked the car in the lot next to the building and went up to her studio. It had a small office just off the hall, which opened into another larger room where the lessons were held. The studio was completely soundproofed, with heavy drapes covering the windows.
Besides the door to the tiny office, there were two others that lead to bathrooms, a closet next to the men's room, a huge cabinet where instruments and music sheets were stored, and a long comfortable couch. A beautiful grand piano with highly-polished wood stood in the center of the room.
Alice hung her sweater in the closet, glanced through the mirror into the empty men's room, then went into the ladies room to comb her hair and touch up her make-up.
"Anybody here?" a voice called from the studio.
"Just a minute," Alice called. She gave her hair a final touch and went out.
Tony was standing in the middle of the room next to the piano, his hands clasped in front of him. He was a strikingly-handsome boy with dark, curly hair and light olive skin. He was taller than Alice, though he was only fourteen, and he had a jaunty, self-confident air about him.
"Hi," he said warmly.
"Hi, Tony. Did you lock the door?" Alice walked to him and put her arms around his neck.
"Yeah. I missed you, Alice." He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him, kissing her passionately on the lips.
"Before or after?" he smiled as he pulled away.
"Before, honey," Alice said breathlessly. "I can't wait."
Wordlessly they both walked to the closet where Alice reached in and took out several hangers, and handed two to the boy. Then they began undressing. When they were both naked, Alice hung up the clothes as Tony walked to the piano and climbed on the piano bench, standing straight and erect.
Alice stood watching as the boy went through the motions she had taught him. He placed his legs slightly apart, cupped his balls in one hand, and with the other he held his stiffening prick until it got hard. Then he slid the foreskin back until the purple head of his prick was exposed.
As she walked slowly toward him, her hands caressing her bush, the boy covered the head of his swollen prick with the foreskin, then slid it back again slowly, easing the shiny head out through the stretching skin. Her eyes never left his cock as she moved up to it, and when she was close enough, she bent and kissed the hardened prong gently.
"Unghhhh!" the boy moaned, his body jerking as she touched the tip of his dick with her tongue. "Ohhhhhhh!"
The woman squatted a bit to open her legs and put his young prick level with her mouth, then as she slipped her lips over his rod, she rammed two fingers deep into her cunt. She continued to slide her mouth over his shaft until it was touching the back of her throat, then she pulled away and slipped it in again, using her tongue to tease the underside of his prong as she did so.
The boy spread his feet wider, then began hunching into the woman's mouth as though it were a cunt, his frail little ass quivering at the same time.
Alice ran her free hand up and down on the little boy's leg as she sucked his swollen dick and pumped her fingers into her hole.
Oh, what a sweet cock, she thought. He's the best I've ever had! It's as big as Tom's! Ohhhhh, I want him to shoot off in my mouth!
"Alice! Ungh, Alice! Ohhhhhh! Damn! Unghhhhh!"
Suck me! Tony thought. Put your mouth all the way down on it! Jam it clear down your throat! Suck me till I blow!
Her mouth was sliding on and off his youthful prong, sucking and pulling with an unbelievable suction, her teeth lightly nibbling at his rod. She sucked even harder, taking as much of his little-boy shaft as she could, tingling all over as it rubbed her tongue.
"Now, Alice! Unghhh! Now! I can't hold it! Unghhhhh!"
Oh, come, my sweet little baby! she thought. Shoot off! Let it run out into my mouth! Cum, Tony! CUM!
"Unghhhhh!" The boy twitched and jerked as his fluid ran up his shaft and out into her mouth, jetting out in spurts against the back of her throat. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her even closer to him, thrusting his youthful rod deep between her lips.
"Unghhhhhhh! Jesus! Unghhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ummmmmmm!"
As the hot liquid flowed down her throat, Alice sucked greedily, jamming her fingers faster into her slimy hole as she came to a climax, her legs banging together as the tremors of the orgasm shook her.
When they had both stopped quivering, Alice gently sucked the last of the creamy liquid from the young boy's dick and stood up. She smiled at him and pointed to the couch. He nodded, climbed down from the bench, then went to her as she laid down and spread her legs wide to receive him as she had done so many times before.
"Fuck me, Tony!" she moaned as she held her open arms out to him. "Stick that wonderful boy's cock inside me, and make me happy again!" The boy did as he was told.
"Guess who?" Connie laughed into the phone. "Yes! It's me! I just got back! Come on over, Donna. I want to tell you a lot of stuff."
When Connie's girl friend arrived, they went through a great deal of squealing and giggling before they sat down to serious talk. They had been friends the entire time Connie had lived with her aunt, and there were no secrets between them. Donna was surprised when she heard of Connie's experience with her new step-brother, and wanted to hear all about it.
"Did he really fuck you?" Donna asked breathlessly. "I mean, really?"
"Yeah! Jeez, it felt good, too! His prick was this big!" she said, holding her hands a foot apart. "I thought it was going to hurt, and it did a little bit at first. But when he started to pump it in, damn!"
"Ohhhhh! Did he shoot his stuff in you?"
"Uh-huh! It felt like I was taking a douche! And then I had a climax! Donna, you wouldn't believe it!"
"Yeah, I know," Donna giggled. "I let that old Timmy Allen fuck me two weeks ago. It wasn't too good, 'cause we were in his car. But I did it, too! It's terrific, isn't it?"
"Better than anything! Hey, I'm hungry. Are you?" Connie jumped up and ran to the kitchen, returning with two bottles of pop and a sack of potato chips.
As they were munching, Donna asked, "Did you touch his thing? Did you see his balls?"
"His prick, Donna! Call it a prick! Yeah, I touched it. That's what got me so hot! I didn't get to see his balls, though. He didn't take his pants off."
"I didn't get to touch Timmy's prick," Donna said sadly. "I didn't even get to look at it. He just shoved it in. I've always wanted to touch one, and see what it felt like."
"It's hard! like a big stiff muscle. And there's some skin that goes over the end. You pull it back, and you can see the head of it. It's big and purple."
"I'm getting all hot just talking about it," Donna sighed. "I wish we knew a boy who we could get to fuck us right now."
Tom took a long pull from the beer bottle then leaned on the bar as he lit a cigarette.
"I'm tellin' you, Gus! You ought to see this little piece of ass that just moved in with us! Man, I'd like to shove my cock into that! She's only fifteen, but damn is she built!"
The gray-haired man on the next stool tossed off a shot of whiskey, chased it with a beer, then grinned at his partner.
"Better not, Tom. You fuck with that, and you'll really be in trouble. That dame would kick you out on your ass if you start screwing her niece. Might even call the cops!"
"Nah. I ain't gonna fuck her. I'd just like to. I saw her sittin' naked on the can this morning and damn, what a set of jugs she's got!"
"Stick to the old one, buddy. That's my advice." The older man looked down the length of the bar. "Hey, bartender! Where's those sandwiches? We only got a half hour for lunch!"
Alice closed the outer door on the middle-aged woman who was trying desperately to learn the piano. She had just completed her fortieth lesson, and it was obvious she had absolutely no talent whatsoever. She sat down at the small desk to make notes in her datebook, then lit a cigarette before the next student arrived.
That Tony, she thought. God, it's wonderful having him here once a week. He fucks like a champion. I'd rather just suck him off, but he has to get his kicks, too. She smiled to herself. That first time, two years ago. Hah! He shot off before he got it in! But now he really knows how to use it!
And the boy knew his music, too! He was far into the more advanced lessons, and with the right help, he could become a really great pianist. That is, if he didn't let his big prick get in the way like Georgie had. After learning all he could from Alice, Georgie had decided to fuck every girl in his school. In less than two months he had a girl in trouble, and had to quit his lessons. But Tony was smarter than that.
She was stubbing her cigarette out in the ash tray when the door opened quietly, and a face peeked shyly in. "Come on in, Larry! You're early."
The boy eased in through the door, violin case in hand, and carefully shut it. He nodded, and gestured over his shoulder.
"I know. My mom had to drop me off early. She had an appointment at the beauty shop."
"Well, that's all right. Let's go see how well you practiced your lesson."
In the studio, Alice sat on the couch as Larry opened his case, applied rosin to the bow, then took the instrument out and began warming up. When he was tuned, he spread his music on a stand, tucked the violin under his chin, and began playing.
His eyes closed as he played, and Alice let her glance wander to his crotch where his cock was making a small bulge in the front of his pants. As Larry swayed with the motions of his arm across the instrument, the bulge moved in his pants, and Alice licked her lips.
I'll bet his cock is just as big as Tony's, she thought. I wish I could get it hard. I'd like to see what it would look like, standing straight up. I wonder if he's ever fucked a girl? Probably not. He's too shy.
Larry finished the piece, took the violin from his shoulder, then looked at Alice expectantly.
"That was very good, Larry. Very good. I think we need a little more work on the bridge, though. Run through it one more time, will you?"
"Okay. Could I use the bathroom first, though?"
"Of course."
Larry put the violin and bow on the piano bench, then went into the men's room. As soon as the door was closed, Alice rose quickly and hurried to the closet. She pulled the door open and looked through the two-way mirror as Larry was unzipping his pants in front of the stool.
He reached in and pulled out his soft little pecker, then pointed it at the water as he skinned it back to pee. Alice watched as he let his water go, then he shook the last few drops from the end, pumping the foreskin over the head of his dick as he did. She trembled with excitement as he fondled it lightly before putting it back in his pants.
As he washed his hands at the sink, Alice shut the closet door quietly, then went back to the couch and sat down, trying to control the insistant urge within her that wanted to hold and suck Larry's young prong. But she was afraid to press her luck too far.
The young boy came out, picked up his instrument, and without a word began playing the bridge again. He closed his eyes to hear the music without distraction, and Alice again stared at the area where his cock and balls hung. Her cunt got wet as she thought of the delicious little tool beneath the cloth of his pants.
Connie and Donna had fixed hamburgers for lunch, and were cleaning up the kitchen. Connie was washing the dishes as the pretty brunette wiped the table.
"Donna?"
"Huh?"
"Did you ever think about ... about sucking a boy's prick?"
Donna looked up in surprise. "No, I don't think so. I've heard about it, that's all."
"Did you ... ever wonder what it would be like?"
"Yeah. I suppose so. Why?"
"I just wondered. I'd like to have a boy eat my pussy."
The brunette went to the sink and began drying the dishes that were rinsed. "How? I mean, how does a guy eat a girl's pussy? There's nothing to put in their mouth."
"I don't know. I think they just lick it or something. With their tongue. Maybe they stick their tongue in." Connie giggled. "That'd feel funny, wouldn't it?"
Donna laughed. "Yeah!"
Connie finished washing, and pulled the stopper to let the soapy water out. "Does your pussy get wet when you talk about it? My panties get wet when I do!"
"Mine too!" Donna put the dishes away in the cupboard. "I get all tingly inside, too!" She hung up the towel and sat down at the kitchen table.
"Jeez, Connie! I wish I had tits like yours. Mine are so damn small! I don't think they're ever going to get any bigger!"
"Sure they will!" Connie rinsed her hands and dried them. "All you have to do is let somebody play with them. They'll get bigger! That's what I did!"
Donna watched her finger doodle on the table cloth. "Hey, Connie? Did you ever stick anything inside? Up your pussy, I mean?"
Connie sat down. "Yeah, once. I used a banana! It didn't work too good, though."
"Me, too! I used a hairbrush handle. It felt funny."
"There's nothing like a big ole prick," Connie said sagely. "It's cool to have a prick stuck in you."
"Yeah! Hey, how about going over to my house? I've got some books that are real cool. They show everything! We could look at them, then you could stay for dinner. How about it?"
"Sure. I'll call Aunt Alice later. She said she'd be back about five. Let's go!"
"Hey, Gus! Let's take a break!" Tom Bronson called as he sat down on a fallen limb. He fished in his pocket, lit a butt, then flicked the match away.
"Too fuckin' hot for this kind of work!" Gus said, dropping down beside Tom. "Too hot for anything!"
"Except fuckin', " Tom grinned. "I can't stop thinkin' about that young piece at home. You oughta see those knockers, Gus! Man! I'd sure like to climb on top of that! Just once!"
"Keep talkin' like that, and you're goin' to wind up in the can, buddy!" Gus snorted. "What's the matter? Ain't that old babe enough for you?"
"Hell, yes! She's great! But after I seen that young kid naked, I can't stop thinkin' about it. She's old enough to put the dick to. I'll bet she ain't no virgin!"
"Bet she ain't either," Gus agreed. "But you start screwin' her, and you're askin' for trouble.
You'd just be fuckin' yourself out of a fuck, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah. But I'd sure like to stick her! Just once!"
Alice finished with her last student earlier than she had expected, and headed home. She wanted to talk to Connie before Tom got home, and find out if Connie's father had ever mentioned anything about the robbery that had sent him to prison. After all these years, she didn't think Ronald would tell anyone about the part that she had played, but she was still nervous about it.
Alice had worked for a music store at the time, teaching piano and selling music. One of her students worked at a finance company, and told Alice quite a bit about it. When she mentioned it to her sister, they had begged Alice to find out more so they could rob the place.
Ronald had pleaded that Alice couldn't let her sister down. Not with a young girl to take care of. And they were stone broke. Ronald couldn't find a job anywhere, and they had been turned down for any loans. They were desperate, so Alice had agreed to find out what she could.
She had loved Ronald even more than her sister had, and it didn't take much persuasion. But later, when they were caught and Alice's sister had committed suicide in her jail cell, Alice had felt extremely guilty. That was why she had asked for custody of Connie when Ronald was sent to prison. She felt she owed them that much.
Ronald had never implicated her in the crime, but through all those years, Alice had lived in constant fear that somehow it would come out, and she would be tried and convicted. Even her husband hadn't known, and in a way she was glad he was dead and would never find out that she was a criminal. It would have broken his heart.
CHAPTER THREE
When Alice turned the knob on the front door, it was locked. Connie must have gone some place. She swore under her breath as she dug the key from her purse, unlocked the door, and stepped into the coolness of the house.
She snapped on the stereo on the way to the kitchen to mix herself a good, stiff drink, then carried it to the bedroom where she changed into a light summer dress. The evening paper came and she read it as she drank her second highball, wondering idly where Connie could have gone. She should at least have left a note.
The phone startled her when it rang. It was Connie, and Alice could hear another girl giggling in the background.
"Aunt Alice? I'm over at Donna's. She wants me to stay for dinner. Okay?"
"Yes, that's all right. Are you coming home then?"
"Uh-huh. Could Donna come over and spend the night? We haven't seen each other for so long! We wouldn't make too much noise or anything."
Alice hesitated momentarily, wondering whether Donna would keep her mouth shut about Tom. It wouldn't do to have it talked about all over town. Oh, what the hell? she thought. It doesn't make that much difference.
"All right, Connie," Alice sighed. "Don't be too late though."
"We won't. 'Bye."
Tome came in the door as she was hanging up, held up his hands silently to show they were dirty, then he headed toward the bath. Alice fixed him a drink and handed it to him when he returned to the living room.
"Where's the kid?" he asked after taking a long swallow.
"She's at a girl friend's for dinner. She'll be home later."
He slipped his free hand around her waist and pulled her to him to kiss her. "We got time for a quick piece before she gets back?"
"Tom!" Alice pushed him away, laughing.
He reached out and rubbed her pussy, hidden under the light dress. "Ah, c'mon! Let's hit the sack and screw for a while."
Alice saw that his shaft was getting hard underneath his pants, and the bulge was getting bigger by the second. She could picture in her mind how it looked, slowly hardening, pressing against the cloth in an attempt to escape.
"We can't get undressed, Tom! I don't know when they'll be here!"
"They? They who?"
"Connie is bring a friend home for the night."
"A girl, I hope," he said and grinned.
"Yes! Of course, it's a girl! She's too young for anything like that!"
The memory of Connie's firm, naked body returned, and Tom felt his rod throb in his pants. He'd had a hard-on off and on all day, thinking about it, and now he had to have some relief.
"Okay. Let's not take our clothes off." He set the glass on a table and unzipped his pants, taking his swollen, hairy prick out and holding it in his hand.
"Bend over on the chair and pull your pants down," he said. "We can do it that way."
At the sight of his huge prong, Alice felt her cunt get wet with fluid, and the lips of her pussy twitched. She was wrong! Tony's little-boy cock wasn't anywhere near as big as Tom's! The hairy shaft was pointed directly at her face, the head skinned back and the purple end gleaming invitingly.
"All right. Just once!" She stepped to the chair, pulled her dress up to her waist, then slid her panties down to her knees. She bent over, spreading her legs as far as she could, exposing her wet, creamy gash to Tom.
He stood still for a moment, staring at the dark crack separating her white cheeks, running down to her puckered ass-hole. Below that, the lips of her cunt were shiny with moisture, surrounded by black, curly hair.
Her hole was dilated enough that he could see the opening clearly, and as he stepped forward he held his cock pointed at the slippery entrance.
He touched the head of his dick to her ass-hole first, teasing it, then he slid it down to rub it between the hot folds of her twat as Alice moaned softly. When the end of his dick was sufficiently wet with her dew, he began easing up her cunt slowly, spreading the tissues of her pussy with his enlarged prong.
"Ohhhhhh! All the way, Tom! Unghhh! Push it all the way in! Ummmmmm! Oh, Tom! Unghhhhh!"
Tom released his hand from his prick and with a hard thrust shoved it up the woman until the cheeks of her ass were against his thighs.
"OHHHHHHH!" Alice shouted. "Ugh! Oh, Jesus! Ohhhhhh!"
After thinking about fucking all day, Tom's fluid wasn't too far down his tubes. As her hot, sticky cunt enveloped his shaft, the tickling sensation spread down to his balls, making him shiver with delight.
"Hold on, baby!" he grunted, grabbing her by the waist with both hands. "I'm going to ram it to you!"
"Do it!" Alice groaned. "Do it!"
The huge shaft was buried in her belly, pushing against her intestines with force. She never tired of this man's big prick! He was hung, and he knew how to use it!
Tom couldn't wait any longer. The tickling sensation was spreading through his groin as he slipped his rod out to the tip, then jammed it in again, hard.
"Jesus, baby!" he moaned. "Oh, Jesus! Ungh! Ungh!"
Tom held her tightly and pumped with his ass, ramming it in as far as he could, pulling it almost all the way out, then shoving it home again.
"I'm goin' to shoot!" he shouted. "Now! Now! Unghhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Unghhhhhhhhh!"
Alice felt his hot juice spurting against her womb, and her toes curled on the floor as she exploded in an orgasm, her breath coming in quick gasps.
"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned. "Ohhhhhhh! Ummmmmmm! Tom! Oh! Ummmmmmmm!"
They stood shaking and quivering for some time, their eyes closed in ecstasy, then Tom slid his slick prick from her tube, his fluid dripping on the floor as he pulled it out. He took out his handkerchief, wiped his cock, then dabbed at the juice that was running from Alice's cunt.
"There," he said. "That's better."
Alice rose up, pulling her panties up and dropping her dress over her legs. "Uh-huh!" she agreed. "That should last us till tonight, shouldn't it?" She smiled at the big man, pecking him on the lips. "How about some supper?"
The girls stepped down off the porch and walked hand in hand to the sidewalk, heading for Connie's house. The moon was full and bright, casting its white light from a cloudless sky as they pranced gaily down the street.
"How long has Tom been shacking up with your aunt?" Donna asked.
"I don't know! Couple of months, I guess." She giggled. "I can't get over him walking in on me like that! Boy, was he embarrassed!"
Donna smiled. "I bet! Especially since he had a hard-on! If it's as big as you said, I bet your aunt really-likes to fuck him!"
"I imagine. She sure sounded like she enjoyed it last night, anyway."
"Do you think they'll do it again tonight, Connie? I'd like to hear what goes on!"
"I suppose they will. I hope so! That wall's so thin, we could hear everything!"
They walked in silence for several blocks, then Donna looked at Connie and asked, "Did you get hot when you heard them?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Did you do anything? Did you ... did you jack off?"
Connie smiled at her girl friend knowingly, but didn't answer.
"Goddamn," Tom snorted. "We're almost out of booze!" He tilted the bottle to get the last few drops from it, then set it down with exaggerated care. After pouring mix into the glasses, he carried them into the living room, weaving slightly, and handed one to Alice.
"Have to go get some more," he murmured, dropping onto the couch.
"I can't understand why Connie isn't home yet," Alice said. "It's almost ten."
"Ah, she'll be okay. She's old enough to take care of herself."
"I know. But the way things are going around here lately, she could get raped. It's happening all the time, now."
"So what?" Tom leered. "Might do her good to get a good screw! No such thing as rape, anyway."
"Oh, Tom! Don't be ridiculous! She's just a kid."
"With those tits? Shit!"
"Tom! I don't want you talking like that! She's my sister's girl, and I intend to protect her all I can!"
"Fine! Protect her! But she's going to get fucked by somebody, and you might as well make your mind up to it!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it, she won't!" Alice lit a cigarette and looked at Tom with curiosity in her eyes.
I wonder if he would try it, she thought. Connie is a well-built girl. And he's seen her naked. Maybe that gave him ideas. I'd better keep my eye on him while she's here.
The door burst open.
"Hi!" Connie stepped in, followed by a girl a little taller with long, dark hair and flashing blue eyes. The brunette stood waiting shyly as Connie slammed the door, then turned.
"Aunt Alice, you remember Donna Hopper? Donna, this is Tom, my aunt's friend. Tom, Donna Hopper."
Tom let his eyes rove over the new girl's body after he nodded to her, noting that she was even better proportioned than Connie, except that her tits weren't as big. His gaze dropped to where her mini-skirt barely covered her love area, and he wondered absently whether her cunt-hair had turned dark yet.
"It's nice to see you again, Donna. How've you been?" Alice smiled warmly.
"Just fine, thanks."
Connie said, "We're going to my room and listen to records for a while, Aunt Alice. I'll keep it down, so it won't bother you."
The girls hurried down the hall to Connie's room and closed the door with a bang. Alice looked at Tom and shook her head as if to say there's no keeping young girls quiet. Tom nodded in silent agreement, then got up and left for the liquor store.
"Oh, damn," Donna swore over the music. "I forgot to bring my nightie!"
"Never mind," Connie said. "We can sleep in the nude. I do it all the time." She noticed that Donna didn't think much of the idea, and added, "We'll turn the lights off when we take our clothes off. Don't worry."
"We ought to have a couple of glasses," Donna said. "Why?"
"So we can hear through the wall better! Haven't you ever done that? Hold a glass up to the wall? It's almost like a speaker!"
"I'll get 'em after they go to bed. Hey! Have you heard this one?" She put a new disc on the player and set the arm on it.
Alice and Tom fractured another fifth before they decided it was time to go to bed. Neither of them were too steady as they weaved down the hallway, Tom stopping in the bathroom to pee as Alice went on to change. Then the procedure was reversed. When Alice returned to the bedroom, Tom was standing naked in the middle of the room, gently massaging his hard prick.
"What are you doing?" Alice asked.
"Getting it ready for you," Tom grinned drunkenly. "How about blowing me? It's all set to go!
Alice stared at his hand moving up and down over his extended tool, sliding the foreskin back and forth, exposing the swollen, shiny purple head with each backward motion. His balls were gently swaying in their hairy sack underneath his stiffened rod, and Alice felt her legs tremble with excitement.
"Well? Do you wanna suck it or don't ya?"
"Yes," Alice answered, breathlessly. "Just a minute."
She opened the door a crack to peek out. There was no light shining under Connie's door, so she closed the door quietly and slipped the flimsy nightgown off over her head. She stepped over to Tom, knelt on one knee, and pulled his hand away from his now-throbbing dick.
"Suck it good," Tom said hoarsely. "I really feel like blowin' off."
"I will, honey. I will."
She caressed his balls with one hand, while with the other she slid the foreskin back all the way to expose the gleaming head of his pecker. She began kissing it at the base, working out to the tip where she ran her tongue around the rim of his jerking dick, then licked at his hole.
"Aarghhhhh!" Tom groaned. "Just like that! Unghhhhh!"
"Hurry!" Donna whispered loudly. "They're going to do it! She's sucking him off now!"
The brunette placed her ear closer to the wall as Connie opened the door a bit, checked the hall, then rushed down it toward the kitchen, returning in a minute with two glasses. She handed one to Donna, watched how she placed it against the wall, then did the same. The first sounds she heard were Tom groaning in ecstasy.
He was pumping his ass frantically, his legs jerking with the effort as he tried to jam his rod farther into her mouth. His swinging sack of balls hit against her chin as he hunched and pushed at her face.
"Ummmmmm!" Alice moaned, her mouth full of his pulsating prong. "Ummmmmm! Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmm!"
Alice bobbed her head up and down on his rod, sucking and slurping, trying desperately to get the big man to blow off in her mouth. His tool slid easily between her lips, rubbing on her tongue and the roof of her mouth as he fucked her face.
"OH, JESUS, ALICE!" Tom cried out. "NOW! NOW! NOW!"
She felt the liquid surging up his shaft, his whole body quivering with the effort, then it exploded against her tonsils, running in giant waves down her throat. She swallowed greedily, sucking harder for more of the delicious fluid that was now trickling from the end of his throbbing pecker onto her tongue.
"Ohhhhh, Alice!" he moaned, tremors of delight shaking his legs. "Ohhhhhh!"
Alice sucked the last of his juice from the end of his dick, licked the shaft over quickly, then stood up.
"It's your turn now," she smiled. "How about eating me?"
"Lay down, baby. Spread those legs and I'll lap that cunt of yours till you scream." They moved to the bed.
"Did you hear that?" Connie said excitedly. "Did you? She sucked him off! He shot off in her mouth!"
"Yeah!" Donna whispered. "Oh, I wish we could have seen her do it! We should have gone out and peeked in the window!"
"No! I'd be afraid they'd catch us. This way, they don't even know we're listening." Connie pressed her ear to the bottom of the glass. "Can you hear anything?"
"No. Yes! The bed just creaked!"
"Ohhhhh! I'm getting so hot!" Connie gasped.
Alice sao on the bed, then laid back, swinging over to put her head on the pillow and her knees high in the air as she spread her legs apart. She reached both hands down between her legs and with her fingers, held the lips of her dampened gash apart, giving Tom free access to her slit.
Tom knelt on the bed, stared at her delicious cunt for a moment, then laid down with his face inches away from the sweet-smelling pussy. He glanced up between the large, well-formed tits at her smiling face, then buried his mouth in the open folds of her juicy twat.
His tongue began lapping at her clit immediately, and Alice moaned as she hunched up toward him, spreading the lips of her cunt even farther apart. Tom slipped his lips over her little node and began sucking gently, teasing it with his tongue at the same time.
"Oh, Tom! Oh! Lick it, honey! Ummmmmm! Ohhhhhh!"
As he sucked, Tom slid his hand up under her buttocks and felt for her puckered ass-hole. When he found it, he inserted a finger, easing it in until his knuckles were tight against the cheeks of her ass.
He was working furiously with his mouth, lapping, sucking, licking at her creamy slit, slurping up the juice that was flowing freely from her hot hole. Her legs went around his shoulders, and he could feel the pressure of her heels as she dug them into his back, forcing him even closer to her gash.
Alice was writhing under him, hunching and pumping, twisting and turning as his mouth and tongue did wonderful things to her cunt, sending tremors of delight through her body. His tongue was darting into her hole, reaming the rim of the entrance, then jabbing inside, licking her sensitive tissues.
Her fingers clawed at the back of his neck as she burst into orgasm, jerking in spasms, kicking her legs high into the air. Then she sagged limply against the bed, sighing loudly, her body still quivering from the experience.
"Oh, Tom! That was the best ever! Ohhhhh! I love it when you eat my cunt! Ohhhh, Tom! It was heavenly!"
He eased his finger out of her ass-hole, then crawled up on top of her, guiding his pulsating prong with his ass into her slippery hole.
"Oh, baby," Tom gasped. "I'm goin' to fuck you!"
"Oh, Jeez," Connie moaned quietly. "Oh, damn. Oh, I wish that was me! I wish he'd eat me! Ohhhhhh!" She was almost sobbing as she sank to her knees, the glass slipping away from the wall.
"Me too!" Donna gasped. "Oh, God, Connie! I'm so hot, I can't stand it! What are we going to do?"
Connie put the glass on the floor with trembling fingers, then stood up in the darkness on shaky legs. "I'm going to take my clothes off! I'm really hot! I mean it!"
Donna watched as the blonde slipped out of her skirt and sweater, throwing them in a corner, then pulled her panties off and unhooked her bra. In the faint moonlight filtering in through the window, Donna could see Connie's large, well-formed tits swaying as she came back to the wall, the dark triangle of hair over her crotch standing out against the white skin.
"Me, too!" she whispered, standing up to disrobe.
"What are they doing now?" Donna asked as she sat down again near the wall, naked.
"They're fucking! You can hear 'em! Listen!"
Donna placed the open end of the glass firmly against the wall and heard Alice crying out.
"Tom! Oh, shove it in, honey! Ohhhhhh! All the way! Ungh! Ohhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Oh, baby! Ungh! Ungh! Ohhhhhhhh!"
They were thrashing wildly on the bed, grasping, holding, squeezing as they exploded in wild efforts, each trying to get more from the other as they tangled themselves together. When they were through, Tom rolled off the woman, lying limply beside her as he tried to regain his breath. He couldn't go again!
"It's all over with," Connie said sadly. "They'll probably go to sleep, now." She stood up, put the glass on the dresser, then flung herself on the bed.
Donna got to her feet, set her glass beside the other, then dropped down beside Connie, her face buried in her hands. She was so hot her belly ached. Her tubes and uterus had been contracting so hard they were sore. She lifted her head and looked over at Connie's face, tear stained in the half light.
"Should we jack off? I mean, we have to do something! I can't stand it like this!"
"You're right!" Connie said, rolling over on her back and placing her hand on her damp bush. "Let's jack off!"
Donna swung over, spread her legs, and thrust her finger deep into her hot, wet hole. Quickly, she began pumping her hand, wishing her finger was Timmy's big prick.
Soon the room was filled with quiet moans.
After breakfast the next morning, during which both the girls warily avoided the glances of the older couple, Tom went off to work. Donna helped clean up the kitchen, then thanked Alice and went home.
Alice wanted desperately to talk to Connie about her father and what he might have said, but she had a pupil coming to the studio. She double-checked the calendar in her purse to make sure he was the only one, then before she left she spoke to the girl.
"Honey, I've only got one student today. I should be home right after lunch. Will you stay here? I want to talk to you before Tom gets home. Okay?"
"Sure. I haven't got anything planned. I'll do the washing this morning. I want to change the sheets on my bed anyway."
Alice looked at her wonderingly, not understanding why she should want to change fresh sheets, but she didn't have time to go into it.
"Okay. I'll see you around one. Be a good girl. 'Bye."
As soon as her aunt was gone, Connie rushed to her room to take the stained sheets from her bed. Two large stained spots were apparent on the white linen.
CHAPTER FOUR
Connie spent most of the morning washing and cleaning the house. She felt it was the least she could do in return for her room and board. And Alice had been wonderful about everything, not prying or chewing her out for what had happened at her dad's.
When she was through, she opened the refrigerator to find something for lunch, and just then the phone rang. It was Paul, a boy she had dated when she was there before. He had been the first one to get her sexually excited, and he had even finger-fucked her once, at a drive-in movie.
"Hi, Connie," he said softly, sending chills up her spine. She had hoped desperately that he would call.
"Hi, yourself! How've you been?"
Please come over, she thought. Please!
"I heard you were back, and I'd like to see you. Are you doing anything right now? I was on my way downtown, and I could drop by on the way."
"No, I'm not doing anything. Come on over."
"Right on. I'll see you in about half an hour."
When she hung up, Connie felt excitement surging through her body. Paul would be the one! He had wanted her so bad he had almost raped her once, but she had talked him out of it. Now that she knew what it was all about, she wouldn't be so hard to get, and she'd let him fuck her.
She hurried to the bedroom to change clothes and get ready. She chose a pair of short shorts and a bandana top that didn't cover her full breasts entirely. As she combed her hair, she smiled at her reflection in the mirror.
If this doesn't get him, nothing will! she thought.
After dabbing cologne behind her ears and on her arms, she stopped and thought for a minute, then quickly pulled her shorts and panties down, and patted some of the fragrance on the curly hair around her pussy. Then she went to the living room to wait impatiently for Paul.
Tom Bronson tossed the small power saw in the back of his pickup, lit a cigarette, then walked over to where Gus was coiling up a long length of rope.
"I'm goin' to call it a day, Gus," Tom said. "I've got a helluva headache."
"Headache or hangover?" Gus grinned.
"What the fuck difference does it make? I don't feel good! Finish up, will ya? I'll meet you at the Campbell job in the morning."
"Okay. Take it easy!" Gus tossed the coil of rope in the back of his truck, and grabbed a rake to clean up.
Tom climbed in the cab and drove off, his mind concentrating on what he was going to do. Alice would be at the studio, and Connie would probably be home alone. That other girl, Donna, had said she was going home right after breakfast. It would be perfect.
He hadn't been able to forget how Connie had looked sitting on the stool naked, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted her. It wouldn't hurt her any. What the hell? She was going to get it sooner or later, and it might as well be sooner.
Still, he was a little hesitant. If Alice ever found out, she'd raise holy hell! But he wouldn't rape the girl. He'd try to talk her into it. If she wouldn't, well, that's the way it goes. But if she would! Damn!
He swung to the curb in front of a bar he was familiar with and went inside to down a few quick shots. He had to get up some courage before he got there. It was a helluva chance, but he had to try it. That little piece of ass was just too good to pass up.
"Hello, Paul. Come on in." Connie stepped aside to let the boy in, closing the door behind him. He was a tall, thin lad, with blonde, curly hair and large brown eyes. He was the star forward on the school basketball team, his strong, wiry frame well suited to the sport.
As soon as the door was shut, Paul grabbed Connie in his arms and pulled her to him, kissing her passionately. Connie trembled at the pressure of his body against hers, and felt his prick getting hard as he pressed it against her belly. His tongue was darting into her mouth, and one of his hands was caressing her buttocks.
"Hey," she cried, pushing him away. "Slow down! You just got here, remember?"
"Gee, baby! I didn't think you were ever coming back! I missed you. C'mere!" He kissed her again.
"Paul!" She wanted him to do it, but not so quickly. She wanted to work up to it, not just dive right in.
"Let's sit down, Paul. You come on pretty strong! I want to catch my breath first."
As they walked across the room, Connie saw the bulge in the front of his Levi's. She remembered that he had almost always had a hard-on when he was with her. She'd never seen it or touched it, but she had certainly felt it press against her when they were necking.
"I can't stay long," he said. "I've got to pick up my class pictures downtown before noon. Hey, how about riding down with me? Then we could go for a ride, or something."
"I can't. I'm supposed to wait here for my aunt."
"Well, hell! We can go by the studio while we're down there. You could see what she wants, then we could take off. How about it?"
Connie didn't want to pass up a chance to be with him, and as long as they would see Alice downtown, there wasn't any problem. Besides, she wanted to get out in the country alone with Paul. He was ready, and so was she. She glanced at the mound in his pants, then nodded.
"Okay. Let's go."
Tom felt a lot better with a couple of shots under his belt. He was humming to himself as he drove up in front of the house and hurried to the door. He suspected Connie wasn't home when he had to unlock the door, and when he called out, no one answered.
Damn! He went to the kitchen and mixed a highball. I wonder where the hell she is? He decided to take a shower and clean up while he had the chance. It would make it better when he tried to talk the girl into it.
He showered, brushed his teeth, then slipped on a clean pair of shorts. He started to put on his pants, then changed his mind. If she sees me like this, it might give her some ideas, too, he thought. She get's a look at this pecker, and shell probably want it without my say in' a thing.
As he was on the way to the kitchen to fix another drink, the doorbell rang. He stopped, turned, and went to the door, cursing door-to-door salesmen as he crossed the room.
"Hi, Tom," Donna smiled as he peeked around the door, hiding his body behind it. "Is Connie in?"
"No." Tom hesitated, thinking fast. "She's out for a minute, but she'll be right back, I think. Want to come in and wait?"
"Well ... " She noticed his bare shoulder and arm, and wondered whether he was dressed. "I ... maybe I should come back later."
"Ahh, c'mon in. She shouldn't be long." Tom stepped back, keeping the door in front of him.
"Okay. I guess I can wait for a few minutes." Donna went in, looking warily around the room. She sucked in her breath when she turned to Tom, and saw he was dressed in only his shorts.
"Hope you don't mind how I look," Tom grinned. "Just got out of the shower. Want a pop or something?"
Donna stared at his hard, muscled body, hairy chest and thick arms. He was really a man! She tried not to, but her eyes went down to the front of his shorts. They were the boxer type, and the opening was spread just enough that she could see black, curly hair underneath.
"I ... yes, I'd like some pop." She couldn't stop staring!
"Is there something wrong?" Tom said.
"N ... n ... no! I ... maybe I'd better go!" She was shaking so hard her knees were knocking together. Her breath was coming in gasps, and she felt funny all over. But she couldn't tear her eyes away from the front of Tom's shorts!
"Want to see it?" he asked, taking a chance that she was as excited as she looked.
"I ... I don't know!" She wanted to look at his prick! She could hardly stand it! The memory of last night flooded her mind, and she was getting hot all over.
"Here! You can take a look!" Tom reached down and pulled his shaft through the opening in his shorts. The huge, hairy shaft was getting hard, throbbing as it grew in front of the girl's eyes.
"Ohhhhhh!" she gasped. "I ... oh, Jeez!" The sight of it was too much. Her legs gave way, and she knelt on the floor before she fell over. Her face was only inches away from the pulsating prick, and she felt dizzy looking at it.
Tom moved toward the girl, his hand holding his rod, aiming it at her mouth. When it was right in front of her face, he skinned the head back, exposing the hot, shiny head, a droplet of cream oozing out the tip.
"Want to hold it, Donna? Put your hand on it! Go ahead! It won't hurt you!"
The girl was in a trance, her eyes glued to the jerking shaft just beyond her lips. Slowly, she raised her hand and encircled his dick with her fingers, holding it lightly as if afraid it would burn her.
"Isn't that somethin', baby? Have you ever seen a prick as big as that?"
Donna shook her head, squeezing her hand tighter on the big prong. Her chest was heaving with the rasping of her breath, and she was shaking violently. Suddenly she jumped up, letting go of Tom's cock. There was a wild look on her face as she tore off her blouse, yanked off her short skirt, then pulled her panties down with one fluid motion.
"Fuck me!" she whimpered, standing in only her bra, her arms out-stretched toward him. "Please! Oh, please!"
"Sure, honey," Tom rasped. "Sure. Lay down on the floor."
He stood watching as the girl sank limply to her knees, then lay back with her legs spread wide apart. Her young body was tanned all over, and her long, lithe legs were beautifully shaped. Her belly was firm, the muscles rippling under the skin and she tensed, waiting for him to mount her.
Her tits weren't very big, and Tom smiled as he thought she probably didn't want him to see how small they actually were, which is why she left the bra on. But the rest of her was fantastic, and his cock jumped as he slipped off his shorts.
"Hurry!" she moaned. "Please! Hurry!"
He knelt between her legs, then eased himself down until his prick was touching the soft down covering her cunt. Then he slid upward, shoving his dick into her hot, waiting hole.
"OHHHHHH! UNGHHHHH! OH, TOM! JESUS!"
"Shhhhh! Not so loud, honey! We don't want the neighbors to hear! How's that, baby? That prick big enough for you?"
"Ohhhhh! God, yes! Ummmmmm! Ohhhhhh!"
Her cunt was so tight he couldn't believe it! It was like sticking his dong into a tightly-clenched fist! He didn't stop shoving until the rod was completely buried, and he could feel her cunt-hair against his pelvis.
Tom couldn't hold his cum in that tight cunt, and he knew it. The pressure of it on his plunging prick was too much, and he had to let it go right away. Jamming and hunching, he shoved it to her, ramming it in to the hilt.
"Oh, now! Now! Ungh! Fuck! I'm going to come, Tom! I'm going to have ... a ... climax! Ungh! Ungh!"
She felt his fluid gushing into her just at the moment she exploded in orgasm, and she screamed out through clenched teeth. He jerked and grunted on top of her, heaving his ass high in the air as he shot off.
"Ohhhhh! Oh, Tom! Tom! Tom! I never felt like that before! It was too much! Ohhhhh!"
"You're good, baby," he murmured. "Real good!"
"Tom? Do it to me again? Please? I want it so much!"
"Okay, baby. Just let me get my breath, and I'll fuck you again. You sure like it, don't you?"
"I love it, Tom! I love it!"
Connie and Paul had made the stop at the photographers, and were just about to enter Alice's studio when a middle-aged man came through the door, smiling pleasantly. He nodded at the couple, then held the door open for them as they went in. Alice was sitting down at the small desk, a lit cigarette in her hand.
"Well, hello!" she smiled. "I didn't expect you here."
"Aunt Alice, you know Paul. We used to go together."
"Of course. Hello, Paul. I'll bet you were surprised to see Connie back here."
"I sure was." He put an arm around the girl's waist. "I'm glad she's back."
Alice looked the boy over quickly. He had grown since she had last seen him. He had a freshly-scrubbed look that appealed to her, and he was certainly attractive. She wondered how far Connie had let him go, and whether he had screwed her niece before she left.
"Paul had to come downtown, and I rode along," Connie was saying. "We wanted to go for a ride this afternoon, but I told him you wanted to see me."
"Oh, it's not really that important. I should use the time to clean up the place, anyway. It's a mess."
"Can I help you?" Connie offered.
Alice looked at the boy again, and an idea formulated quickly in her mind. It wouldn't hurt to play with this young lad for a while, to see if he was as aggressive as he looked. He wasn't asking Connie to go for a ride just to talk over old times. He had something else in mind, and maybe she could give him the delight he was seeking in the younger girl.
"Well ... " she said almost absently, "you could do a favor for me. I wanted to pick up some things at Sears. If you would walk down and get them, maybe Paul wouldn't mind helping me pick up around here. It would save me a lot of time, then you kids could go do whatever you wanted to."
"Sure," Paul said and grinned. "Be glad to!"
"Here. I'll make a list." Alice wrote quickly on a memo pad, then tore off the sheet and handed it to Connie. It was a list of items she didn't really need, but it would keep the girl occupied for at least an hour and a half. She dug in her purse and handed over two twenty-dollar bills.
"If you see anything you need, go ahead and get it, dear. I noticed your sandals are a little worn."
"Thanks," Connie smiled. "I'll be back as soon as I can." She patted Paul on the shoulder, then waved and went out the door.
"There's really not too much to do, Paul," Alice said, rising from the desk and leading the way into the large studio. "I just want to straighten things up a bit. They don't furnish a cleaning service in this building, and things get pretty dirty after a while."
Alice went directly to the closet, took out a broom and dustpan, and handed them to the boy. "If you'll start with the floor, I'll do the dusting."
"Sure!" Paul walked across the big room to begin in the far corner.
"I hope you don't mind," Alice said, unzipping her dress and pulling it over her head, "but I don't want to get this dirty. I'll just slip into an old smock, until we're through."
The boy turned as she spoke, and almost dropped the broom as he watched the woman hang up her dress. She was wearing a strapless bra that concealed only the lower half of her large, creamy tits. The two white mounds rested easily in the black, frilly cups, holding them up and out like cradling hands.
She was wearing panty hose, but without panties underneath, so that her black bush showed clearly under the taut nylon. Her legs were long and well shaped, the high-heels setting off the contoured calfs, and the thighs melted into the round swells of her buttocks.
Alice appeared to ignore the boy completely as she reached into the closet for a light green smock, and slipped it over her shoulders. Without bothering to button the covering, she took a dust rag from the shelf and walked toward the piano, her tits bouncing in time with the clack of her heels.
"Are you just going to stand there?" she said laughingly to Paul. "We'll never get done that way!"
As she began dusting the top of the grand piano, Alice glanced at the boy and saw his pants swell as his cock began growing larger. She was having an affect on him! Now all she had to do was see how far he would go!
Paul began sweeping, but he kept looking at Alice furtively, his face getting red and his hand trembling on the broom. He didn't know whether to look openly or not. She wasn't trying to hide anything, but he couldn't understand it. Women just didn't do things like that! And when they did, they got mad when a man stared at them!
"You're not moving very fast, Paul," Alice teased. "Here. Let me show you how to sweep."
She stepped over in front of the boy and took the broom from his grasp. She smiled at his embarrassment as he tried to turn his eyes away from her exposed front. She gave the floor a few swipes, the smock opening even wider as she did, then handed the broom back to him.
"See? It's really not so hard." She looked down at the mound in his pants, and giggled. "Or is it?"
She reached over and placed her open hand on his pants where his enlarged prick was straining at the cloth. Paul jerked, but didn't pull away. He looked at her with confusion written on his face, his mouth hanging open.
"My, Paul! You've really grown, haven't you? You're a man all over!" She rubbed the bulge with her open palm, feeling the hard shaft quiver under her touch. "Would you like to do something with that?"
"Uh ... I ... what?" the boy stammered, dropping the broom.
"Why don't we start by taking your clothes off," she said huskily. "Then we'll see."
With her other hand, Alice began unbuttoning his shirt, then pulled it out of his pants. She used both hands to slip it off his shoulders, then she undid his belt, opened his pants, and bent to pull them down his legs.
"Gee, Mrs. Hanley! I don't think ... you don't really want to ... I mean ... "
"Of course I do, Paul! Don't you?" She stepped back to drop the smock to the floor. "Go ahead, now. Take them all the way off. Let's see what you look like."
He hesitated briefly, then kicked off his shoes and pulled his pants and socks off. When he was standing in only his shorts, Alice unhooked her bra and let it fall away. At the sight of her bare tits with their gleaming nipples, Paul's prick jerked so hard it jumped out of the opening in his shorts.
"Ohhh, Paul!" Alice gasped "What a beautiful cock! You really have a big one, don't you? Can I hold it?"
Without waiting for an answer, she stepped forward and bent over, her tits swinging like pendulums. She grasped his prick with both hands, holding it tightly and feeling the hardness of the swollen tool.
"Ohhhhhh!" Paul moaned. "I ... I'm scared, Mrs. Hanley! I don't think we should be doing this!"
"Why not, dear?" she answered, looking up at his frightened face. "We both want it, don't we? You do want to fuck, don't you, Paul? You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you?"
"I ... well, I ... Jeez, I don't know!"
"I know you do, honey! You've got such a nice prick! It'd be a shame to let it go to waste, wouldn't it?" She bent farther down and kissed his swollen dick gently, then she skinned it back and licked at the shiny head.
"Ummmmm!" the boy moaned. "Ohhhhh! Ummmmmmm!"
Alice rose up. "See? I knew you wanted that!"
She rose up on tiptoe, guided his prick between her legs to touch her hot, damp cunt, then she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her naked tits against his bare chest.
"Kiss me, Paul!" She pulled his head down and thrust her tongue into his open mouth. He was awkward at first, then he threw his arms around her and pulled her closer to him, hunching his prong against the nylon between her legs. She had him!
After a long, passionate kiss, she backed away. "Take my panty hose off, Paul! Hurry!"
With desire flaming in his eyes, the boy knelt quickly and pulled her hose down to her ankles, the sweet aroma of her cunt drifting across his nose. Then as she held onto his shoulders, he pulled her shoes off, slipping the hose off after.
"C'mon, Paul!" Alice pulled him to the couch, throwing herself on her back with her legs spread wide. "C'mon, honey. Lay down on top of me! I want you to fuck me! Now!"
Paul stared at the wet, open lips of her gash, white cream running out of her hole and down over her ass-hole. He had never seen a cunt, even though he had finger-fucked a lot of girls. It looked good enough to eat! He knelt on shaking legs, not sure how he should go about it, then laid down on top of the woman, feeling her huge tits pressing against his chest.
Alice reached down and guided his prong into her hot slit, rubbing it around until the head was inserted in her tube. Then she wrapped her legs around the boy and pulled him down, jamming his rod up inside until she felt his balls against her ass.
"Unghhhhh!" the boy groaned. "UGH! UNGH! OH, JESUS!"
"Oh, Paul! Paul!" she whispered in his ear. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me and make me happy, honey! Oh, sweet! Ummmmm!"
Paul hunched and pumped, ramming his rod into Alice with a hot passion, jamming and thrusting eagerly. His first fuck! It was too good to be true! Her hot pussy was enveloping his shaft with a gentle pressure, rubbing and sliding over it with a slick ease that sent thrilling tingles into his balls and groin.
"Faster, Paul! Faster! Pump that prick into me! Ohhhhh! Shoot off! Fuck me! Cream into me! Unghhh! Unghhh! Ohhhhh!"
"I ... think ... I'm ... going ... to ... ! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
"NOW, HONEY! NOW! DO IT NOW! OHHHH! OHHHHH! PAUL! PAUL!"
His hot liquid jetted into her, spurting against her womb with force as she jerked and twitched in spasms, then they both relaxed their sweating bodies, holding each other tightly as their bodies gradually returned to normal. With an effort, Paul rose to stand beside the couch, a shy smile on his face as he looked with wonder at the beautiful body laying naked before him.
"Did you like that, Paul?" Alice asked quietly.
"God, yes! It was wonderful!"
"I'm glad. We'll have to do it again, sometime, won't we?" She eased up to a sitting position.
"We'd better get dressed. Connie will probably be back pretty soon."
When the girl returned, her arms full of packages and sacks, she found her aunt and her boy friend smiling happily in the front office, their faces slightly flushed.
"I'd better go, Tom," Donna said, zipping up her skirt. "I don't think I should wait for Connie."
"Yeah," Tom sighed, still lying on the floor, his wilted cock resting on his balls. "Come on back tonight. She'll be home for sure, then." He stood up slowly. "It was real nice, Donna. If you want, we can work something out so we can get together again."
"I'd like that," the girl answered, her eyes downcast. "It was something I'll never forget. 'Bye."
She dashed out the door as Tom walked wearily down the hall to his room.
Jesus! he thought. That little kid fucked me dry!
CHAPTER FIVE
Paul carried the purchases to Alice's car, then the kids took off for their ride. Alice felt comfortable and content as she drove home, happy that she could make even young boys all hot and bothered. It gave her a sense of satisfaction to know that men of all ages still found her desirable.
I wonder if Paul has enough juice left to do Connie any good? she smiled to herself. Probably. He's young enough to go all day, if he had to. I just hope Connie doesn't let him. That would be the last straw, if she got pregnant. I'd better talk to her about getting on the pill.
After parking the car, Alice lugged the packages into the house and dumped them on the couch. She was going toward the kitchen for a drink when Tom came ambling out of the bedroom.
"Well," he said, "home early, huh?"
"Tom! Why aren't you working?"
"Had a headache. We were about through, anyway. Gus did the clean-up. Fix me one too, will ya?"
As Alice was pouring the bourbon, the phone rang. "Get that, will you, Tom?" she called.
In a moment, Tom said, "It's for you. Some guy!"
She dropped cubes into the glasses, then carried them into the living room, handing Tom one as she picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Alice? This is Ronald."
Her heart skipped several beats, and her knees went weak at the sound of his voice. "Y ... yes? How are you?"
"Fine, thanks. I'm in town. I thought we should talk about Connie. I hated to do that to you, but I didn't have any choice."
"I ... I understand. Where are you?"
"Starlight Motel. Room nine. I just got here. Suppose you could come over for a while? I'd come there, but I don't think Connie should hear what we're going to talk about."
Alice felt her throat constrict, and her hand holding the phone was trembling. "I ... yes, I suppose I could. Right now?"
"Yes, if you could. I'll have to leave early in the morning. I have to work tomorrow. Can you make it?"
"Yes. I'll be there in about half an hour. 'Bye."
"Who was that?" Tom asked as she replaced the receiver.
"Uh ... Connie's father. He wants to see me. About her."
"Oh? When?"
"Now. I'm going right now. I shouldn't be too long." She drank half her highball in one swallow, then picked up her purse.
"Tell him he can have the kid back," Tom growled. "We don't need her here! He's her old man! He should be the one to take ... "
"Tom!" Alice interrupted. "Please shut up!" She hurried to the door and left, leaving Tom sitting with his mouth open.
On the way to the motel, Alice tried to remember what Ronald looked like. It had been so long! The last time she had seen him, he had been standing in front of the judge's bench as sentence was pronounced. After losing his wife, all the fight had gone out of him, and he accepted the sentence without emotion.
They had corresponded two or three times a year, writing mainly about Connie and how she was doing. There really wasn't much else to say. He hadn't wanted any visitors, and Alice had gratefully accepted the fact. She couldn't have stood seeing him behind bars like an animal.
She had fallen in love with Ronald shortly after her sister had brought him home, but she kept her feelings well hidden. Her sister needed somebody like him; a gentle man to take care of her. And Alice was already married, so it was hopeless anyway.
By the time she pulled up in front of the motel, Alice was shaking with anticipation. Her palms were sweaty, and her chest felt as though a tight strap were around it. She got out of the car, took a deep breath, then walked to the door of number nine and knocked.
"Hello, Alice." Ronald's thin, sensitive face was broken by a huge smile, his dark eyes sparkling. The once-black hair was now gray around the temples, giving him a distinguished look. There was no prison pallor, and he appeared happy and healthy.
"Hello, Ronny. It's good to see you."
"Well, come on in!" He swung the door wide, and she entered. The room was well furnished with a large bed, two easy chairs and a color TV. Papers were scattered on top of the dresser-desk, and an open suitcase was on the stand.
"How about a drink? I'll bet you could use one. I know I sure could." Ronny stepped to the dresser, unwrapped two glasses, then poured bourbon and water in each, filling them with ice cubes from a bucket.
"Here! A toast! To two very lucky people!"
They clinked glasses, then drank, Alice swallowing more than half in one gulp. After smiling nervously at each other, they sat down.
"Alice, I'll get right to the point, before I lose my nerve. I want you to adopt Connie legally. It would be the best thing in the world for her."
"But, Ronny! She's your daughter! You can't just give her away like this!"
He shook his head. "I've given it a lot of thought. You've been her parent for a long time. You raised her. She'd be a lot better off with you. Besides, my new wife doesn't ... I mean, they don't seem to get along."
"Ronny, I ... "
"Please, Alice! Don't make this any harder on me than it already is. Say yes!" He nodded to the dresser. "I've brought all the necessary papers, and they're all signed. All you have to do is sign them and have them recorded. That's all there is to it. Please, do it for my sake. And Connie's."
As Alice stared at his sincere face, tears began streaming down her cheeks. "Why didn't you come to me when you got out? I wanted you to, you know."
"I didn't know Frank was going to get himself killed in Viet Nam. When I heard about it, I kicked myself for getting married so damn quick. But there wasn't anything I could do about it then."
"Oh, Ronny!" Alice sobbed. "Oh, I wish you had waited! I wanted you so much! Ohhhhh, Ronny!" She put the glass on the floor, and covered her face with her hands as she cried, her body shaking with the wracking sobs.
Ronny stood up quickly, and went to kneel in front of the woman. "Alice! Don't! Please don't!"
He took her in his arms and held her close. She buried her face in his shoulder and let it all come out. When she had quieted Ronny stood, pulling her up, and he held her tightly.
"Alice, baby," he said soothingly. "It's all right. We both made a mistake, but we have to live with it. There's no sense crying about it now."
He tilted her head back and kissed her, pressing his lips hard against hers. Suddenly she threw her arms around his neck and forced her tongue between his lips, pressing tightly against his hard, lean body.
Alice broke away and looked at him with tear-filled eyes. She sniffed, then said, "I'll probably never see you again, will I?"
"No. Once this is over with, I'll never bother you or Connie again. I couldn't! It would be too hard on all of us."
"Then will you ... ? Will you ... ? Ronny! Will you make love to me? Just once? To give me something to remember? Please?"
His eyes widened, and he cleared his throat before answering. He had wanted her for so long, he couldn't even remember when it had started. Even before he married her sister, he had wished he could have her just once. As he thought about it, he felt his cock getting hard, and he knew she could feel it, too.
"Are you sure?" he asked huskily.
"Yes! Oh, yes! Please, Ronny? Just once?"
"Okay," he whispered. "Okay. Let me check the door."
He turned the knob to lock it, then spun around to smile gently at the lovely woman waiting for him.
"Let's get undressed," he said quietly. "We want to do it right."
He began unbuttoning his shirt as Alice reached behind her for the zipper on her dress.
"You know, thinking about this was all that kept me sane while I was up there," Ronny said as he tossed his shirt on a chair. "I thought about it almost every night."
"Really?" Alice pulled the dress over her head then walked to the closet to hang it up. "Didn't you think about my sister at all?"
She turned to face him, her heavy tits overflowing from the brief, strapless bra. The sheer nylon of her pantyhose didn't conceal the dark triangle of hair at the apex of her long, shapely legs. She stepped to the chair to brace herself while she took off her shoes, smiling at him all the while.
"Yeah, some," he admitted. "I did love her, you know. But for some reason, all I could think of most of the time was having you." He kicked off his shoes, watching her creamy body steadily.
"I've thought about this, too," she said, unhooking her bra and letting the full, round tits swing uncovered, the nipples dark and hard against the whiteness of her skin. "I've even dreamt about it quite a few times."
She watched as Ronny unbuckled his belt and ran the zipper down over the gigantic bulge in his pants. As soon as he had opened them his huge, stiff prick popped out into the open, and Alice sucked in her breath.
The swollen shaft was sticking upward from the opening in his shorts, hairy up to the end where the shiny skin covered the head. It was. so hard the tip stuck out a bit from the stretched foreskin, and a tiny droplet was hanging on the small slit.
Ronny stared at her mounds as he pulled his pants off, his cock throbbing with desire. He quickly tossed the trousers on the chair and stepped over to Alice, pressing his stiff cock against her belly as he put his arms around her and kissed her. Her tits were crushed against his chest, and he could feel her hard nipples against his skin.
"Ohhh, baby," he whispered. "I've wanted to fuck you for so long! I can't believe we're going to do it!"
"Ronny," she sighed. "Ohh, my dear, sweet Ronny."
Alice raised up on tiptoe, grasping his enlarged staff with her hand and inserting it between her legs. Then she squeezed it tightly with her thighs as she pulled him close to kiss him again.
Ronny felt the nylon-wrapped skin cover his prick, and the hot wetness of her cunt rubbed on the top of it. His cock jerked as she squeezed tightly, and his balls were tingling.
"Alice! Alice!" he murmured. "Let's get them all off! I want to see all of you!"
He stepped back and pulled his shorts and socks off, staring eagerly as Alice slipped the pantyhose down her legs and kicked them under the chair. The lips of her cunt and the hair around them glistened wetly. Liquid was dripping in small droplets from her pussy as he straightened up, his cock pulsating.
Alice moaned huskily, then knelt in front of him to take his prick in her hand and caress it. Ronny ran his fingers through her hair and moved his feet apart as she skinned the head back and kissed the tip lightly, licking the small amount of cream from the end with her tongue.
"Baby, you don't have to do that!" he groaned. "You don't have to suck me! I'm hot already!"
She looked up at his face, her eyes glazed. "I want to! I want to suck it! Please let me! I've thought about it so often!"
"Go ahead," he said quietly. "I'd like you to."
She smiled happily, then bent down again to kiss around and around the shiny purple head of his dick. She ran her tongue around the rim, then inside his slit, making his body quiver. Then she slowly slipped her lips over the end and slid them down until her mouth was full of his hard manliness.
As she sucked on as much as she could get in her mouth, she caressed his balls with one hand, and with the other she reached around to his ass, pulling the cheeks apart, feeling for his puckered ass-hole. When she found it, she drove a finger in all the way, reaming it around as she sucked on his dick.
"Ohhhh, Alice!" Ronny moaned, jerking and twitching under her mouth. "Unghhhhh! Ohhhhh! Aarghhhhhh! Unghhhhhh!"
"Ummmmmmm!" Alice murmured, her mouth full of his cock.
She bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, sucking and licking with her tongue. What a cock! she thought. If I just had it for my own! I'd never take my mouth off it! Oh, what a sweet prick!
"God, Alice! Oh, God! Unghhhh! Suck it, baby! Suck it! Oh, how I thought about this! Unghhhhh!
Ohhhhhhh!"
All those nights! he thought. All those nights when I laid in my bunk and jacked off, dreaming about this! And now she's blowing me! Jesus, it's wonderful!
"Ummmmmramm!" Alice groaned. "Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmm!"
She was writhing and hunching on her knees as she sucked his prick harder, lapping and pulling on it with her mouth. Oh, shoot off, darling! she thought. Shoot off! Let your sweet juice shoot into my mouth! Go off, honey! GO OFF!
"A ... lice ... I ... I'm ... going ... to ... " Tremors wracked his body. "Unghhhh! Unghhhh! Unghhhhhh!" Lights exploded behind his eyes as he shot off, the coursing liquid sending shivers through his legs. "Unghhhh! Unghhhhh!"
The cream burst into her mouth, washing against the back of her throat in spurts, his cock jerking between her lips. It kept coming, and she kept swallowing, using her tongue to pull it all out.
"Oh, Alice! Oh! Oh! Oh!" As the last of his liquid jetted out, Ronny felt weak and his legs trembled. He hadn't shot off like that in years! It was almost too much!
Alice removed her mouth from his still-jerking shaft and stood up, looking at him hopefully. "Did you like it, honey? I wanted you to! So very much!"
"Lord, yes!" he sighed heavily. "You'll never know how much! Lay down. Please. I want to eat you."
"Yes! Oh, yes!" she whispered throatily.
Alice crawled on the bed, spread her legs, then held the cream-moistened folds of her pussy apart with her fingers as he climbed up between her open thighs. The pink lips of her cunt were pulled wide by her slender fingers, and the surrounding hair was shining wetly. He lifted her legs, placing her feet on his shoulders, then he bent down to lick at the hot slit.
"Ohhhhh, Ronny! Ohhhh, darling! Ummmmmm! Ohhhhhh! Eat me, sweet! Make me climax! Lick it, honey! Ohhhhhh!"
"Ummmmmmm!" he groaned loudly, lapping at the folds with his tongue, licking up all the cream that had formed, feeling her fingers against his cheeks. He put his lips around her clit, sucking the little node gently, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
Her ass hunched up into his face as he lapped and slurped her snatch, his tongue and lips searching and touching every sensitive spot in her cunt. He slid down and jammed his tongue into her hole, licking the rim fiercely.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Her hips writhed and twisted as he drove her to the peak of excitement. Already hot from the blow job, she wouldn't take long to climax.
How wonderful! Alice thought, thrilling electric-like shocks contracting her uterus as Ronny ate her cunt with fervor. If it could only be like this always! Eating and sucking and fucking each other! Ohhh! You're mine, Ronny!Mine!
"Umm! Umm! Umm!" Ronny groaned as he buried his face in the wetness of her pussy. He was lapping, licking and sucking, almost as hot as the woman under him.
"NOW!" Alice screamed. "NOW! NOW! OHHHHH, NOW!"
Her legs went into the air as she arched her back, pushing against Ronny's face, twisting and turning as she exploded in an orgasm.
"Ronny!" she sobbed. "Ronny! Ronny! Ohhh, it was so good!"
Quickly, Ronny rose up and moved forward, Alice's legs still draped over his shoulders. He knelt with his knees against her hips, then holding his aching dong in his hand, he began rubbing the head against the wetness of her gash.
"Put it in! Please!" Alice shouted. "Uhhhhh! Put it in!"
Ronny looked down at his prick, guiding it into her hot hole with care, watching as the folds of her juicy cunt wrapped around it and it disappeared up into her belly. When it was all the way in and his balls were resting against her ass-hole, he leaned over her and smiled.
"Hang on, honey! I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
"Do it!" she moaned. "Do it!"
Her thighs were pressed back against her full tits, flattening them as he jammed his prick home, then easing it out again only to ram it back to the hilt.
He pounded into her, thrusting and hunching as he crammed his cock home, his balls slapping loudly. He stared at the woman under him, the pretty face now contorted in pleasant agony, and he couldn't hold it any longer.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" His juice flowed down his prick and spurted into Alice with a force he felt in his balls. He couldn't stop shooting! More and more shot out, tickling his prong and sending spasms through his body.
"B ... a ... a ... by!" Alice grunted. "U ... g ... h-h-h! Sweetheart! Oh, darling! Ungh! Ohhhhhhh!"
Writhing, twisting, hunching, and jerking they exploded, their bodies uncontrollable as the delights of orgasm shook their frames, their eyes closed in ecstasy.
Ronny slid backward then, pulling his prick from her hot, creamy hole, shivering as the lips of her cunt gave it one last squeeze as the head appeared, sliding out of the pink flesh.
"That's all," he sighed, dropping on the bed beside her.
"Oh, no! Please, no! Just once more!"
"I can't, Alice!" He turned over and looked at her with a smile. "There isn't any more there!"
"Please," she begged. "Something different? Would you screw me in my ass-hole? It would be tighter than my cunt, and I know I could make you shoot off again. Please?"
He grunted and got up, shaking his head. "You don't have to fuck me to death, you know."
"Yes I do! We'll never have another chance! And I need you so much! After dreaming about it all this time, I can't let you go without getting as much as I can."
She slid to the edge of the bed, and with two fingers began probing into her pussy, wetting them with the mingled juices and rubbing the liquid on his prick.
"Just to make it easier, darling," she grinned up at him.
When his shaft was well greased she rose, turned around, and bent over the bed, exposing the brown ring of her ass-hole to him. She spread her legs wide, then rested her head on her crossed arms.
"Shove it in, honey! Don't worry about hurting me! I can take all you've got! Put it in, Ronny! Please!"
Grasping his rod in his hand, Ronny stepped up to her white, gleaming cheeks, skinned the head of his dick back, then began easing it into her hole. It was tight at first, then she released the muscles and it slipped in easily.
He'd fucked a lot of ass-holes while he was in prison. Mostly young boys. Some of them really liked it, too. But her ass was a lot tighter than anything he'd ever shoved his dick into. And she knew how to use it, too! She kept squeezing it with her ass muscles as it inched up into her, moaning and groaning all the while.
"All the way, Ronny!" she grunted. "Don't worry! I can take it. Ohhhhh! Unghhhhh! Isn't that tight, baby?"
He pumped it in and out forcefully, pushing her up farther over the bed with each thrust. She sobbed and moaned as he crammed it to her, twisting her ass around and bobbing on his dick.
"Shoot, honey!" she cried. "Shoot off! Fill me up with your cream! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!
Ohhhhhh! Unghhhhh!"
"Alice! Ungh! Alice! Ohhhhh! Unghhhhh! Unghh! Aarghhh! NOW!" He drove it in to the hilt, jamming the head of his hard pecker as far up into her belly as he could, then he shot off, creaming her ass with what little juice he had left. He eased the sore rod out and sat on the bed, weak from the effort.
"I felt it," Alice said softly as she sat beside him. "I felt your juice again. Are you happy now? Did I make you feel good?"
"Yes," he nodded. "It was great. But that's all."
"I know, honey. I know." She sighed heavily and got up, walking to her clothes with unsteady legs. "I'd better be going. If I stayed much longer, something might happen that neither of us wants."
As she dressed and combed her hair, Ronny lit a cigarette and fixed two more drinks. Then he sank down in a chair, still naked, his weariness apparent.
"You'll take good care of Connie, won't you?" he mumbled. "I know I can trust you."
"Of course I will." Alice gulped her drink down, then picked up her purse. She put the legal papers from the dresser into it, then walked to the door, stopping to look back at the man, agony and sympathy written on her face.
"Thanks for not telling anybody what I had to do with that robbery. I was always afraid you might say something."
"Never! You were only doing us a favor, Alice. That's all. Don't ever worry about it again."
"Good-bye, Ronny. I wish it would have been different for us. You don't know how much I wish that."
He glanced up at her, and raised his glass in a toast. "To us! May we both find what we're looking for."
Alice smiled weakly and went out the door, tears forming in her eyes as she walked to the car.
CHAPTER SIX
It was a sad drive home for Alice, knowing she would never see Ronny again, and having to tell Connie that her father felt it would be best if she never went back to him. But then, the girl had never really known her father. And it had been a terribly long time since Alice had thought seriously about him. Maybe it was better for all concerned, as he had said.
She pulled into the driveway, noting that several lights were on in the house. Cautiously, she checked her face in the rear-view mirror before getting out. She didn't want Tom to have any suspicions as to what she had done.
"Where you been so long?" Tom sneered when she opened the door. "Shackin' up?"
"Oh, for Christ's sake, Tom! Grow up! Where's Connie? I've got something to tell her."
"I haven't got the faintest idea," Tom growled. "She said she had to run over to Donna's for a minute, but that was over an hour ago."
Alice dropped her purse on the coffee table and strode to the phone. She dialed Donna's number without looking at the man glowering at her from across the room.
"Hello. This is Alice Hanley. Is Connie there?" There was a pause. "All right. Thank you very much." She hung up the receiver and walked into the kitchen to mix herself a drink. The girl's mother had said Connie was just going out the door, so she would be home in a few minutes.
"You didn't answer my question," Tom said from the doorway. "What took you so long?"
"I had to talk over some things with Connie's father." She dropped cubes into her glass, splashing the contents. "Why?"
"Where'd you meet him?"
"If it makes any difference, at a motel. He's just staying tonight. He has to go back in the morning."
Tom brushed her aside roughly as he went to the counter to pour bourbon into his glass. "That's what I thought. You were shackin' up with him, weren't you?"
"Tom, don't! Don't start it again! Please!"
He turned from the counter to look directly into her eyes, a half smile playing on his lips. "You did, didn't you? It shows on your face."
Alice left the room to sit on the couch, her hands shaking nervously, her mind trying to control itself. She couldn't admit it to Tom! He'd leave her for sure! And she had waited too long for a man who didn't ask anything of her except to be good in bed. She couldn't take the chance!
Tom followed her into the living room and stood in front of her, his highball in his hand.
"Well? Let's have the truth. Did you or didn't you?"
"Tom! Please! I'm so upset right now! Don't keep it up!"
Why did she feel it was so much worse than the little boys she made love to? Why? It hadn't bothered her this much when she had Paul, or Tony! Why did she feel so bad about this?
"You did, damn it!" Tom snarled. "I know you did! Connie told me all about her old man, and how you thought so much of him. That's what happened, isn't it?"
Alice sobbed. "Yes! Yes! Now do you feel any better?"
She was just putting a hand to her face to rub the tears from her cheeks when the blow came; a sharp slap across her ear. Her head was ringing when she looked up at him, terrified.
"That's all, bitch! I'm leavin'! " He glared at her for a moment, then finished his drink in one swallow and returned to the kitchen.
Alice leaped up to join him, fear in her eyes.
"Tom! You can't! Not for just that! We mean too much to each other! We can't break up now!"
"Fuck you, whore!" he grunted, running water into his whiskey-filled glass. "I can leave whenever I damn well get ready! I don't have to put up with your shit!"
"It'll never happen again, Tom! I promise! Honest! I just got carried away! I used to ... to like him very much. Tonight, I just couldn't help myself!"
She grabbed his arm with both hands and pleaded at him with her eyes. "Tom. I'll do anything! Anything! Just don't leave me! I'm begging you!"
"You'll do anything, huh?" he sneered, his eyes glazed from the liquor. "Anything?"
"Yes! I promise!"
"How about me fuckin' the girl, then? After all, you screwed her old man. Why shouldn't I fuck her?"
"Tom!" Her eyes flew wide. "You don't mean that?"
"Sure I do. You let me fuck her. You talk her into it, and I stay. If you don't, I take off like a big bird. How about it?"
"I ... you want me to ... oh, Tom! I just couldn't!"
"Take it or leave it, bitch. And make up your mind. I want her tonight!"
Alice stared at the floor as she wrung her hands, thoughts racing through her mind. He was trying to punish her for what she had done. He wanted to see her in agony. And she deserved it. She should never have fucked Ronny. She could never have him, but she could have Tom, if she did what he asked.
Slowly, she nodded her head. "All right, Tom. If that's what you want. I'll try."
"Connie, I had to walk home with you, 'cause I've just got to tell you something. I can't keep it in any more. It's about Tom."
The blonde girl stopped on the darkened sidewalk and turned to her girl friend. "What is it?"
"Well ... gee, kid, I ... I let him fuck me, yesterday." Once started, the words gushed from the girl. "I went over to your place, and you weren't there. And he asked me to come in and wait. And he didn't have any ... he was only wearing his shorts. I ... oh, Connie! I couldn't help it!"
Connie stared at Donna with her chin hanging down, unable to believe what she was hearing.
Tom? Fucking Donna? Jesus Christ! Why the hell would he do that? Donna was just a kid! She was only fifte ... but she sure had a shape!
"Honest Connie! I didn't mean to let it happen. It just did! I had to tell you! You're my best friend!"
"It's okay, kid," Connie murmured. "It's okay. It's no skin off my nose." She paused, then smiled at the brunette. "Was he any good?"
"Jeez, yes! His ... his prick is tremendous! He fucked me three times, kid! Really! And I had climaxes all over the place!"
They continued on down the street as Donna filled her friend in on all the details. Many ideas were popping into Connie's mind. If he fucked Donna, he'd fuck her! Any time Alice was at work! Maybe he'd even eat her like he did Alice the other night! She thought about the possibilities all the way to the front porch of her aunt's house, where Donna said good-bye and took off running down the street. As soon as she was in the house, her aunt came out of the kitchen, looking as though she had been crying. She took the girl by the arm, and led her down the hall toward the room she shared with Tom.
"I want to talk to you, Connie. Something's come up."
When the bedroom door was closed, Alice looked at the young lady with new awareness. She really wasn't a kid any more. She had the body of a woman, and it had been used. Not only that, but she had liked it. What she was about to ask her to do wasn't anything new to her. She'd been fucked, and she enjoyed it.
"Sit down on the bed, honey. I want you to do something for me that means a lot."
Connie gave her aunt a curious glance, then sat on the bed with her hands folded in her lap.
"What is it, Aunt Alice? You know I'd do anything for you."
"I know you would, dear. But this is a little out of the ordinary." Alice positioned herself in a chair, and looked at the girl warmly. Then she cleared her throat.
"Connie, do you remember telling me about what happened at your father's? With that Russ, I mean?"
"Sure! Is that what this is all about?"
"No, honey. That is ... well, you told me you enjoyed what happened to you. Remember?"
A worried look crossed the girl's face. What is she getting at? she wondered. She said we'd never talk about it again.
"Yes," Connie almost whispered. "I remember."
"Would you do it again for me, dear? Would you fu ... er, have intercourse with a man if it meant a lot to me?" Alice felt embarrassed, but she had to go on.
Connie's eyebrows went up. "Well, I ... I suppose so. I mean, it would make a difference ... Who, Aunt Alice?"
"With Tom!" she blurted out. "He would like to ... have you. If you won't do it, he says he's going to leave." Alice looked up at the girl with anxiety in her eyes. "Please say you will, Connie! It means so much to me!"
Connie had to bite her lip quickly so she wouldn't smile. So that's it! she thought. Tom wants me! He's got hot pants for me, but he's afraid to ask me himself. What a chicken-shit!
"Of course, Aunt Alice," she said softly, trying not to sound too willing. "If it means that much to you, of course I will. You've done so much for me, I could never repay you."
"Thank you, dear!" Alice said, relieved. "Really, it won't be so bad. He's really a very nice man." She got up from the chair. "Wait here, and I'll go get him. Thank you again. I can't tell you how much this means to me."
Alice hurried out the door and down the hall to find Tom watching TV, a highball in his hands. He looked up as she came into the room, a questioning look on his face.
"Well?"
"It's all right, Tom," she said quietly. "She's in our room. She says she'll do it for me. Go on in. I'll wait out here." She passed him on the way to the kitchen.
"Oh, no!" Tom snorted, getting up. "You're going to come in and watch. If you watch me throwin' the dick to her, maybe you'll think twice before you go out screwin' around."
"I couldn't! Don't ask me to! Isn't it enough that I fixed it up?"
"Nope! Either watch, or I leave. What's it goin' to be?"
Alice shook her head, defeated. "All right. Let's go.
When they entered the bedroom, Connie was still sitting on the bed as Alice had left her. She smiled at the older couple blandly, then stood up.
"In here?" she asked Tom.
"Yeah. Take your clothes off, kid." Tom began unbuckling his belt.
"All right." The girl looked at Alice, who was moving to a chair. "Are ... are you going to stay, too?"
Alice nodded with resignation. "That's the way he wants it."
"Okay," Connie shrugged. "I guess I don't mind."
The young girl slipped her sweater off over her head quickly, her huge, bra-encased boobs appearing. She looked vacantly at the wall as she reached behind and unhooked the bra, letting it drop to the floor carelessly.
Alice sucked in her breath when she saw Connie's large, firm tits standing out like twin mountains from her chest. They were bigger than hers! She hadn't seen Connie in the nude for a long time, and thought she wore a padded bra like most young girls do. But they were real! And big! No wonder Tom wanted her, after seeing them that morning!
Tom had pulled his clothes off as fast as he could without tearing them, and stood naked as he watched Connie undress. His monstrous prick was standing at attention, the shiny foreskin gleaming in the light from the two bed lamps. He licked his lips as he placed a hand on his shaft and skinned it back, his gaze fixed on the girl.
"Hurry up, Connie," he said hoarsely. "I can't wait much longer."
Connie looked at him, smiling impishly, then she hooked her thumbs in her skirt and panties and pulled them both down with one fluid motion, exposing the dark brown hair around her cunt. She raised up slowly, then held her arms out.
"C'mon, Tom! I'm all ready!"
The sight of her luscious frame was too much for him, and he rushed to her, grabbed her by the waist and threw her back on the bed. She spread her legs willingly, and he crawled between them, holding his cock in his hand. Her juicy twat was ready for him, and he slid it in with a push, then laid down on the girl to begin fucking her in earnest.
"OHHHHHH! TOM! OHHHHH! UNGHHHHH! OHHHHHHH!" Connie cried, her legs kicking the air. "OHHHH! UNGH! OHHHHH!"
"Move your ass, kid!" Tom grunted. "Move it! Fuck like you mean it! Ungh! Ungh! That's it! Unghhhhh!"
Alice sat transfixed, her legs twitching and her tits heaving as she watched Tom drive his huge shaft in and out of her niece's tight little pussy. His prick was gleaming with her young juices, and his balls were swinging back and forth as he hunched madly into the young girl's belly.
"Fuck me, Tom!" the girl moaned. "Oh, fuck me! Make me climax! Shove it in all the way! Oh, God! Ohhhhhh! Fuck me! Aarghhhhhh!" She was twisting and turning her ass as Tom jammed his rod into her, pushing it all the way up to her waist. She closed her eyes and didn't even think of who was fucking her, concentrating on the wonderful feeling of that enormous prong stabbing and jabbing into her aching cunt.
In the chair, Alice had spread her legs and was rubbing her clit ferociously, pumping her hand up and down on her hot twat, watching Tom's cock in fascination as it slid in and out of Connie's glistening cunt. She knew how the girl felt! She knew how it was to have that gigantic prong pushing at her intestines like a battering ram, sending thrills through her body.
Tom shoved twice more, hunching it into Connie's tight, slippery tube, then he shot off, groaning and moaning as his cream spurted into the girl under him.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Aaarrrggggghhhhhhh!"
As the couple on the bed exploded in orgasm, Alice jerked and pumped in the chair, her finger rubbing wildly as she had an orgasm, watching. When her spasms had subsided, she rose up, smoothed her skirt, then stood waiting as Tom disentangled himself from the girl.
"Okay," she said. "That's all. Connie, you can go to your room now."
Tom was standing, and his prick was still throbbing from the experience. White cream covered the head of his dick, small drops falling to the floor. Connie noticed his shaft was still hard, and smiled at him.
"I wouldn't mind if Tom ate me, Aunt Alice," she grinned.
"No!" Alice snapped. "That's enough! Now, go to your room."
Tom helped Connie up from the bed, then she picked up her clothes, holding them in her arms as she walked to the door. Tom watched her ass swing and bounce until she stopped by the door, turned and smiled, a glint in her eyes.
"Good night," she smirked, then went across the hall to her bedroom.
"Well?" Alice said tartly. "Are you satisfied?"
"Sure!" Tom answered, grinning. "She's a pretty good piece of ass! How do you like it when I fuck somebody else? Not so hot, is it?"
Alice stifled a sob and fell against his chest. "No, it isn't, Tom! I don't like you screwing anybody else. I hate it! I promise, I'll never do it again."
"Okay." He put his arms around her, pressing his still-hard dick against her. "Let's go to bed. I think I'd like to fuck a real woman, now!"
Alice looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "Hadn't I better clean your tool off first?"
She dropped to her knees in front of him, took his shaft in her hand, and began lapping his cum and Connie's juice from the prick.
"Suck me, baby," Tom moaned softly. "Blow me. I want to shoot off in your mouth."
"Ummmm-hummmm," Alice murmured, sliding her mouth over his swollen pecker. "Ummm-"Ummm-hummmm."
Connie lay naked in the darkness, listening to the faint moans, groans and noises coming from the other bedroom, and she swore under her breath.
Damn her! " She's jealous! That's why she wouldn't let him eat my cunt! I'll show her! One of these days, when she's gone, I'll get him to eat me! I'll even suck him off! I'll fuck that sonofabitch until his balls fall off!
Connie drifted off to sleep, wondering what it felt like to have a man licking at her cunt.
Connie was still in bed when Tom and Alice sat down to the breakfast table. She had made him jab her four times during the night, and they were both tired.
"Alice, what would you say if I had my boy come live with us? He can't stand his old lady any more than I could, and I'd kind of like to have him with me."
She looked up from her coffee in surprise. "Why, certainly, Tom. Why not? I've ... we've got plenty of room. That third bedroom is just sitting empty. Do you think she'll let him come?"
"Shit, yes! She don't know nothin' about raisin' a boy. The only reason she wanted him, was to bug me! She's gettin' fed up with it, now." He stood up, stabbing his cigarette out in the ash tray. "I'll call her at noontime, and talk to her. If I can, I'll pick him up tonight. Okay?" . "Of course. Call me at the studio when you find out. I've got a full load of students today, so I won't be home till about six. Let me know what you find out."
"Right." He kissed her. "See you tonight."
When he had gone, Alice stacked the dirty dishes and went to dress. She wanted to wake Connie and tell her that last night was the end of it with Tom, but she didn't want to be too abrupt. Even though the girl had enjoyed fucking Tom, she hadn't really had to. She was doing a favor for her aunt. Alice felt some pangs of guilt about it, but she reasoned that Connie was going to be screwed by somebody anyway, and it didn't hurt her.
When she went past Connie's closed door, she opened it to see the girl still asleep, then went out to the car. She'd talk to her niece later. She had more on her mind at the moment. Such as the three young boys who had appointments today. She'd have to clean off that mirror before anybody came. She wanted the best view she could get.
"What's the big flap?" Donna said when Connie opened the door. "I was supposed to go to the pool with Timmie this morning."
"I had to tell you!" Connie said excitedly. "I had to!"
"Well, what?" Donna sat down on the couch, breathlessly waiting.
Connie dropped into a chair. "Tom fucked me last night!"
"He did? Alice wasn't here?"
"Yes! She was here! She watched him stick the dick to me! Right in her own bedroom!" Connie smiled happily as the shock appeared on her friend's face.
"You're kidding! No! She wouldn't watch you get fucked! You're kidding me!"
"No, I'm not! It's the truth, kid! Honest! She sat in there and watched while Tom fucked me until I couldn't stand it! Really!"
"Wh ... why? Why did she do that? I just don't believe it!"
"Tom wanted to, kid! He told her if she didn't let him fuck me, he'd take off! No shit! You know what? We can both fuck him now! We can make him screw us any time we want to! Isn't that cool?"
"Did you like it? I mean, weren't you embarrassed to have your aunt watch you?"
"Hell, no! What difference does it make? I don't care if anybody sees me get fucked. It still feels just as good!"
Donna shook her head in wonder. "I don't know if I could do that. I mean, I'd feel funny!"
"No you wouldn't. Tell you what, kid. The next time one of us gets a guy ready to fuck, we'll make sure the other one is around to watch. Okay?"
"Gee, I don't know, Connie. Maybe the guy wouldn't like it."
"He won't have to know! We'll hide or something. Okay?"
"Okay."
"How's your fuckin' comin' along?" Gus asked, grunting as he tossed a cut limb into the back of the truck.
Tom grinned. "You wouldn't believe it, buddy! You wouldn't believe it!"
"Well, tell me! Don't keep me hangin'! "
"Maybe some other time, Gus. But I'll tell you one thing! I got a deal that's one in a million! No shit!"
Tom lit a cigarette as he thought about the last few days, and when he did, his prick began getting hard in his pants.
CHAPTER SEVEN
As Alice was unlocking the door of her studio, thinking absently about Connie and Tom, she remembered she hadn't told him that there was no reason why they couldn't get married now. She made a mental note to tell him when he called about his son.
What was his name? she asked herself as she dropped her purse on the desk. Oh, yes! Matthew! She'd seen pictures of him, but had never met him. He had looked pleasant enough, as she recalled.
She went directly into the larger room, opened the closet door and looked through the mirror. It was getting filmy! She took some window cleaner and a rag into the men's room, wiped the mirror clean, then did the glass in the closet. Perfect! she thought.
The morning dragged by, her four students women who had nothing better to do than attempt to learn the piano for their own amusement. Though she was bored stiff, she put a pleasant smile on her face, pretended to listen, but really allowed her thoughts to go back to the night before.
She hadn't admitted to herself until then, but she had honestly gotten a thrill from watching Tom fuck Connie. It was exciting to see another female get her cunt punched! Especially if you knew them. She remembered vividly how Tom's enormous prick looked as it slid in and out of her little niece's tight pussy, and it made her hot all over again.
When lunch time came, her pussy was aching so badly she was seriously considering jacking off before the next student arrived at one. And the more she thought about it, the more she knew she would have to, or go through agony all afternoon. Her pantyhose were wet in the crotch anyway, and she could dry them out while she played with herself.
She was crossing the office to lock the door to prevent anyone from coming in, when it opened slowly and Larry stuck his head in.
"Uh, hi, Missus Hanley. I, ah ... I forgot my music book last time. Can I get it now?"
"Sure," Alice said quickly, wanting to get rid of him so she could get busy with her pussy. "Go on in the other room and get it. You can't practice without music, can you?"
"No, ma'am," Larry said meekly. He stepped by her carefully and went through the door.
When he returned with the large, thin booklet, Alice reached for it.
"Here! Let me show you what you should concentrate on."
As her hand went out, Larry pulled the book back, holding it at his side.
"I know," he said hastily. "I know what you want."
"Larry! Hand me that. I want to show you the exact part that I want you to practice on."
As she reached again for the music, Larry tried to conceal it behind his back, and as he did so, the pages flew apart and several glossy pictures fell to the floor. He bent down quickly to retrieve them, but one had slid across to Alice's feet.
She picked it up to hand it back, then saw it was a picture of a naked girl in her late teens or early twenties, taken from the front. The pointed nipples on her large tits were tinted a bright red, and the hair around her slit had been shaved. The lips of her gash gleamed as though they were oily, and she was posed seductively with her open hands pressed against her taut, muscled belly.
"Larry! What is this? Let me see the rest of them! Right now!"
"Please, don't make me!" he whined. "Let me go! Please?"
"Hand them over," she said sternly. "Now!"
The boy cast his eyes downward as he handed her the booklet, his hand trembling as she took it from his grasp. She opened it up, pulling pictures from between the pages, all of different size, but all of naked girls.
Some were standing, some sitting, some laying on their backs, but in every picture their cunts and tits were shown completely. None of them looked like professional models, but they were all very pretty, and their bodies were creamy and unmarked.
"Where did you get these, Larry?" Alice asked, a new appreciation of the boy growing in her.
"Uh, in the mail. I, uh, sent for 'em," He looked up at her with stark terror written on his face.
"You won't tell anybody, will you? You won't tell my mom?"
"We'll see, Larry." Alice turned and locked the door. "Let's go in the studio, and we'll talk about it." She strode into the other room still carrying the booklet, and sat down on the couch.
"Now, tell me about these, Larry. Why did you send for them? Did you just want to see naked girls?"
"Well ... well, sort of, I guess. Gee, I don't know." He was standing in front of her, staring at the floor.
"Why do you carry them around in your music book?"
" 'Cause ... 'cause I didn't want my mom to find 'em."
Alice looked at the pictures again. They were certainly enough to get a boy excited. Or a man, for that matter. They all looked good enough to eat. And they looked like they would like it if somebody did eat them.
"Do you play with yourself, Larry?" Alice asked in a soft voice.
"I, uh ... well, I, uh ... "
"Don't lie to me, now! Tell me the truth! Do you play with yourself?"
After a long pause, the boy nodded. "Yeah."
"Do you like to jack off? Does it feel good when you play with your cock?" Alice was determined to jar the boy loose somehow. She was so hot she couldn't stand it, and she wanted to see his prick.
Larry nodded his head. "Uh-huh."
"Take off your clothes, Larry. All of them. Right here."
"Oh, no!" the boy gasped. "Please! No!"
"Do it!" she commanded. "Do it or I'll tell your mother all about these!"
"Okay." He started to unbutton his shirt, but Alice was too excited to wait for his slowness. She reached out and unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, then pulled them down to his knees.
Then she yanked his shorts down, and smiled when she saw his soft little pecker resting against his small sack of balls. She touched his cock gently, not wanting to scare the boy, and it felt tender and limp against her fingers.
"Go ahead, Larry," she said quietly. "Take them off. I want to show you something I think you'll like."
Alice dropped her probing hand, stood up, and while the boy continued to undress she stepped to the closet and began disrobing. She stripped bare, hanging up her clothes, then went back to where Larry was standing stark naked, his garments in a pile beside him.
"Now," she said, "Look at me! Isn't that a lot better than some silly old pictures?"
As he looked at her shyly, she turned around slowly, letting him see all of her body. When she faced him again, she cupped her tits in her hands and pushed them upward, smiling as he gawked at their size.
"Those are big enough to suck and play with, aren't they, Larry?"
"Jeez, yeah!" he moaned. His prick had gotten hard, and now it was standing out from his almost hairless crotch and jumping and jiggling as he stared at her huge boobs.
"Look at my cunt, honey. That's a real one! How would you like to stick your nice big-boy cock into that?" As she spoke, she reached down with both hands and opened her slit wide to let him see the pink cuntal lips hidden by the dense dark hair.
The boy nodded silently, not quite sure what this was all about, but looking as much as he could. His eyes followed her as she stepped to the couch and sat down, leaning forward.
"Bring that nice prick to Alice, honey. Let me kiss it for you. Ohhhhhhh, it's such a nice one!"
Larry took three steps forward, until his upright dong was inches from Alice's face. She reached out, put her hands on his ass, and pulled him closer, kissing the head of his boyish prong as he moved up.
"Now, Larry, I'll show you what that wonderful prick is for!" She opened her mouth and slid it over his youthful cock, licking with her tongue as she pushed her lips down his jerking shaft.
"Ohhhhhhh!" he moaned, trembling with delight. "Unghhhh! Ohhhhhhhh!"
Alice cradled his bouncing balls in her hand as she began sucking on the boy's staff, licking and pulling as she caressed his sack.
"Uuuuunnnngggghhhh!" Larry moaned, closing his eyes as the woman sent shivers of delight through his young body.
"Hi, Paul! C'mon in!" Connie opened the door wider.
"Peace!" Paul smiled. "Anybody else home?" He walked to the middle of the room, glancing around.
"Nope! Just you and me." Connie walked to him and put her arms around him. "How about a kiss? I need one."
Paul slipped his hands around her waist and pulled her to him. As he pressed his lips against hers, she rose on tiptoe and rubbed against his chest. He could feel she didn't have a bra on. Then her pelvis was hard against his, and she was moving it around, sliding up and down on his hardening prick.
"Hey!" he said, breaking away. "What is this?"
"What do you think it is, Paul?" Connie said sweetly. "I want some lovin'! How about it?"
"You sure your aunt isn't here? Or that guy?"
"I'm sure. Don't you want me, Paul? We're here all by ourselves, and nobody's going to be here for at least two hours. Now kiss me, will you? Don't worry! It's all right!"
She fell against him again, pulling his head down for a kiss as she pressed tightly against him, rubbing her cunt against his hard cock and shoving her tits against his chest. She was hot from just thinking about it, and she was going to get him to fuck her no matter what.
In Alice's bedroom, Donna was hidden behind the open door where she could see into Connie's bedroom through the crack. It was all planned. Connie was going to get Paul into her bedroom and have him fuck her, and Donna was going to watch. The slim brunette tingled with excitement as she heard Connie and Paul coming down the hall.
It sure didn't take her long to get him hot, she thought. Damn! I hope lean see his balls, too! Her heart was racing wildly as the couple entered Connie's room and they began taking their clothes off.
Paul was in a hurry, so she didn't get to see much of his big, bobbing prick before he climbed on top of Connie and shoved it into her with a grunt. But Connie's legs were wrapped around his waist, and she could see his huge balls banging against her tight, puckered ass-hole as he hunched it into her.
"Ohhhhh!" Connie cried. "Oh, fuck me, Paul! Stick me! Put it all the way in! Ohhhhh, I can't stand it!"
The boy couldn't wait, and after a few seconds, it was all over. He had grunted loudly, shook, then stopped cramming his pecker into the writhing girl beneath him. He rolled off Connie and sat on the edge of the bed, his juice-streaked dong wilting as Donna saw Connie get up and stand in front of him.
"Let's not stop, Paul!" Connie pleaded. "I want some more!"
"Okay! Just a minute! I'm sorry I shot off so soon, but I was so goddamn hot! Do you really want to fuck again?"
"Yes, but first I want to suck you," Connie smiled, kneeling between his legs and taking his shaft in her hand. She bent over his softening dick and licked her juices and his cum from it, then she put her mouth around the delicate head and tried to suck it.
"That's not the way to do it," Paul said. "Skin it back. like this." He took his dong in hand and pulled the foreskin back until the gleaming head was exposed. "Now. Put your mouth all the way down on it, and suck!"
Connie nodded and did as she was told, filling her mouth with his huge prick that had gotten hard while they both played with it. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked and pulled, her tits bouncing against the bed.
"Don't bite!" Paul whispered. "It hurts when you bite. Just suck it! like that! Ohhhhh! Connie, blow me! Ohhhh!"
Donna was going wild behind the door. Her hand had gone under her dress to her cunt as soon as Paul had climbed on top of Connie, and now she was masturbating for a third climax as she watched her friend suck on Paul's shaft.
She envied Connie even though she didn't particularly care for Paul. She didn't care who it was! She wanted to suck a prick! Her legs trembled as she saw Connie's mouth running up and down on Paul's enlarged cock, listening to her slurp at it, watching Paul jerk as her friend gave him so much pleasure. She was going to have another climax! She gasped as the spasms shook her.
"Connie! I'm going to shoot off! Do you want it in your mouth? Unghhhh! Oh, Connie! I can't hold it any more! Ungh!"
"Ummmmmmmmmmm!" Connie moaned. "Ummmmmmm!" She wanted to taste his cream! She kept sucking and licking, playing with his balls as she pulled on his dong with her lips. "Ummmmmm! Ummmmm!"
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Aaaarrrggghhh!"
Fluid was spurting into her mouth, hot and creamy, and it tasted so good! She sucked and swallowed as it kept jetting out of the end, splashing against the roof of her mouth, her tongue, and her throat.
"Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!" Connie experienced for the first time what it felt like to have a man shoot his cum off in her mouth, and she was hooked. It was almost as good as fucking!
"Ohhhhh, Mama!" Larry moaned as the last of his hot, sticky sperm ran into Alice's sucking, slurping mouth. "Ohhhhh!"
Alice licked him off, then smiled up at the shaking, trembling boy. "Did you like that, honey? Isn't that so much better than jacking off?"
"Uh-huh! I ... I never shot off like that before! It was terrific!"
"Good! Now, I want you to do the same thing to me. Do you think you could?" She laid back on the couch, spreading her legs, then slid forward until her pussy was on the edge of the cushion.
"I ... I don't think so," the boy stammered. "I never did anything like that before."
"All you have to do is get down between my legs and lick my cunny, Larry. It's not hard. Try it."
The boy stared at the hairy snatch for a moment, then eased down on his knees slowly. He put his hands on the floor, then crawled forward like a puppy until his face was on top of the black, curly hair.
Alice reached down and spread the lips of her cunt, and Larry licked his lips as he smelled the strong, used aroma of her pussy right under his nose. His prick was jerking as he leaned forward and stuck his tongue out to lap at the moist, pink gash.
"Ummmmm! That's it, Larry! Right there! Ummmmm! Use your tongue more! Oh! That's a good boy! Unghhhhh!"
He closed his eyes and buried his face in the warm folds, licking and lapping like a dog, swallowing the delicious fluid that was running out of her hole. As she squirmed and writhed against his face, he reached back to take his throbbing prong in his hand, and as he lapped at her cunt, he began jacking off.
This was the way he had done with the pictures! He had put his lips against the girls' pussies, as though he was eating them, pumping his prick until he shot off! But this was the real thing! As he licked and pumped, he felt his juices coursing up from his balls, and he shook all over.
"Ohhhhh, Larry! Unnnggghhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ummmmmm! Eat me, my sweet little boy! EAT ME!"
As the woman jerked and hunched in her climax, Larry squirted cream all over the floor, moaning into the gaping hole he was probing with his tongue.
As soon as the front door was closed on Paul, Connie ran down the hall to her aunt's room.
"Did you see it, kid? Did you? I sucked him! Did you see him jerk when he shot off in my mouth?" She was so excited she was jumping up and down like a cheerleader.
Donna came out from behind the door, disappointment in her eyes, smoothing her skirt front.
"Yeah," she said sullenly. "I saw it. Shit! That's no fun! All I did was get hot! And I didn't have a prick to do anything with!"
"Next time it'll be your turn, Donna. Next time I'll be watching. Let's get Timmie over here tomorrow. I'll say I have to go to the store or something, and you can screw him. I'll sneak back in and watch you."
"Okay. But you won't like it. Jeez, it's hard to look at a boy's prick and not be able to do anything with it!" She paused, then said, "I didn't know Paul had such a big one! It looked like it was as big as Tom's! Did it feel like it?"
"God, yes! It felt like it was going clear up to my mouth! I think I'm going to like having Paul fuck me. But next time, I'm going to make him eat my pussy! I want to know what it feels like."
"Yeah!" Donna agreed, rubbing her skirt over her cunt. "I might have Timmie do it tomorrow! I'll tell you what it feels like."
"Cool!" Connie took her friend's arm. "Let's go have some pop and chips. I'm hungry."
Alice wanted to fuck Larry, but it was getting close to the time for her next appointment, so she had him get dressed and leave. When she told him they would do it again, the boy's eyes lit up like Christmas bulbs. He had even asked her to keep the pictures for him so his mother wouldn't find them.
After dressing, she had wiped up the floor where Larry had creamed, sprayed air freshener around the room, and went out to the desk to wait for her next student. She had just lit a cigarette when the phone rang. It was Tom.
"Got good news, baby!" he said. "I'm going to pick up Matt right after work. About six. The bitch was more than happy to get rid of him. She says he's been playing around with a lot of girls, and she's afraid he might have got one of 'em knocked up! He's a chip off the ole block!"
"Yeah," Alice said sarcastically. "Well, I'll be home when you get there. I'm glad it worked out."
"Right! See you then." He hung up.
Damn! she thought. I forgot to tell him again!
Alice went through her rituals the rest of the day, but her mind wasn't on her work. Even watching her students through the glass wasn't enough to get her too excited. She kept wondering what it would be like to have a young boy in the house all the time. Especially one like Matthew, who had obviously had plenty of fucking experience. It might prove to be interesting.
"You'll like her, Matt," Tom said as he helped the boy unload his suitcases from the truck. "She's pretty good people. And a damn good cook, too!"
Matt gazed at the house before picking up the bags. He was tall and broad, like his father, with deep blue eyes and black, curly hair. He was a good-looking lad, which is why he had no trouble getting into the pants of any girl he chose.
He was glad to be back with his dad, but he wasn't too sure about having another mother. The last one had been more than enough! But his dad had said there was a young chick living here too, a niece or something, so maybe it wouldn't be too bad. He'd gotten used to having a piece of ass whenever he wanted it, and moving clear across town had screwed his contacts up.
"Ready?" Tom asked. "Let's go on in and meet your new folks."
Alice and Connie were sitting in the living room when they went in, and Matt grinned happily when he saw Connie. She had a set of tits that wouldn't quit! And she wasn't bad looking, either! Maybe this will be a swinging deal, he thought.
"Alice Hanley, I'd like you to meet my boy, Matthew. And this is Alice's niece, Connie."
Alice crossed the room to take the boy's hand, surprised at the close resemblance to his father.
"How do you do, Matt?" she said. "I know you're going to like it here. Tom, why don't you take his things into his new room? Dinner's ready, and we can talk while we eat."
Connie still sat with a dazed look on her face. Alice had told her he was coming just before they got there, and she wasn't too enthusiastic about it. But now! Wow! He was dreamy! And he was going to be living right here! Wow! She brushed her hair back with her hand, then stood up and went over to shake hands with the new arrival. Her knees felt a little weak when he touched her hand, and her ears were ringing.
"Hi!" she said. "Nice to meet you."
"Same here! Maybe after dinner you could show me around the neighborhood? I've never been in this part of town."
"Of course she will," Alice said, putting her arms around both teenagers. "Now, go wash up. Everything's about ready."
During dinner, they all became acquainted. Everyone except Matt was a little nervous, wanting to put their best foot forward. The boy seemed to be quite at ease, and not at all disturbed that he was beginning a new life with new people.
For the first week after Matt's arrival, everyone was on their good behavior. Connie had cancelled her date to watch Donna and Timmie fuck. Alice hurried through her days at the studio, anxious to get home and stare at Matt's crotch and wonder how big his prick was.
Alice told Connie about the permanent adoption and the girl seemed genuinely happy. When Tom was informed they could now get married, he was pleased, but wanted to wait until Matt had settled in and got to know everybody.
Tom didn't think about screwing Connie or Donna, afraid that his son would find out and think he was a dirty old man. Even his relations with Alice were more quiet than usual. He kept asking her to stop moaning and groaning so loudly when they fucked in their room, not wanting Matt to hear.
Then, the inevitable happened.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The four had gone to a drive-in movie to see a rerun of Patton, and it was late when they got home. Matt and Connie had occupied the back seat of Alice's car, and the nearness of her had nearly driven Matt up the wall. He wanted her so badly his teeth hurt.
During the past week he had gotten to know the girl pretty well, but had kept his distance until he was sure of the lay of the land. He didn't want to make any mistake with her and have his father find out. He enjoyed being around his dad all the time now, and didn't want to jeopardize the situation.
But sitting so close to her in the darkness, and feeling her firm thigh and ass pressed tightly against his, the urge to try her was overwhelming, and he decided to feel her out to see whether she was at all interested.
They had all gone directly to their rooms when they returned. Matt had slipped into his pajama bottoms, which he rarely used, then listened at the door for sounds from his father's room.
When he heard sighs and muffled grunts coming from behind their closed door, he slipped from his room, went down the hall, and opened Connie's door quietly.
In the dim light from the window he could see her lying on her back, one arm crooked over her head, her eyes closed. He went in, closing the door cautiously behind him, then slipped to the bedside.
"Connie," he whispered. "You asleep?"
She opened her eyes, startled. "No! What are you doing in here?"
"I had to talk to you. Okay?"
She nodded and slid up on the pillow, pulling the sheet with her. As he sat on the side of the bed, he noticed the two huge mounds bulging under the cover, and swallowed several times before he spoke.
"I was wondering if you knew any girls that might interest me. You know. Some gal that isn't too much of a prude."
"You came in here just to ask me that?" Connie asked suspiciously.
"Well, not just for that. I wanted to talk to you.
You know we haven't had much of a chance with everything going on. You don't mind, do you?"
"No. I guess not." At that moment there was a loud female moan from the next room. Connie glanced at the wall, then back at Matt, a smile on her lips.
He nodded, knowing what she was thinking. "They're at it again, aren't they?"
"Yeah," Connie replied. "Sometimes they get so loud, it's hard to go to sleep."
"I bet! They must really enjoy it!"
Connie felt all tingly, seeing Matt in only his pajama bottoms. And in her bedroom! She wasn't wearing anything under the sheet, and it gave her a sense of daring to know that all that separated them was a thin piece of cloth.
"They're quieter than they used to be," Connie confided. "You should have heard them before you came here. Wow!"
"Really hot, huh? Well, my old man-likes his fu ... er, his women." He stumbled over the word, then wondered if she caught it.
"That's all right, Matt. You can say fuck. It's just a common old word now." She didn't know why she said that, but a pleasant sensation surged through her groin when she did.
Matt was surprised, but happily. She wasn't going to be sticky about talking about it, anyway.
He decided to pursue it, and see how far she would go.
"Do they fuck every night? If my dad has anything to say about it, I bet they do!" He was getting a hard-on talking to her like this, and he covered his crotch with his arm so it wouldn't be so apparent.
"Yeah! And they do more than fuck! My girl friend and I heard them one night. Jeez! You should have been here! They were doing everything!" Connie's pussy was getting wet, and she felt her vagina dilating as her uterus twitched in spasms.
"Tell me about it!" Matt whispered loudly. "What did they do?"
Connie was warming up to the subject, and it thrilled her to talk to Matt like this. Talking to a boy about fucking was almost as exciting as fucking itself!
"Well, first Aunt Alice sucked your dad. We heard them talk about it. Then he ... " She didn't know whether the words she was going to use were the right ones, but she couldn't think of any others. "Then he ate her!"
Matt's prick was fully enlarged, and it was throbbing as he listened to Connie talk. She was cool! If he played it right, she might get hot too!
"You mean he licked her twat?"
"Huh? What's a twat?"
"A cunt! A pussy! You know."
"Oh. Oh, yeah. Uh-huh! That's what he did!"
"Did they fuck then?" Matt's cock was at full attention now, and he couldn't hide it at all. It was sticking out of his pajamas like a flagpole, and pulsating like hell.
"Yeah! God, you should have heard the noise! They were screaming and moaning and groaning ... ! It was wild!"
Matt coughed, then asked hoarsely, "Connie, do you get hot talking like this?"
She bit her lip, wondering what to answer, then plunged ahead. "Yeah! I can't help it. I get hot when I listen to them."
"Know what?" Matt said, grinning. "I've got a hard-on."
"You do?" Connie responded breathlessly. She paused for a second, then asked timidly, "Can I see it?"
Matt hesitated for only a moment, then nodded. He stood up and turned to face her, his prong sticking up, gleaming in the faint light.
"Jeez!" Connie moaned. "It's a big one! Can I touch it?"
"Sure!" He moved closer to let her put her hand around his shaft. It jerked convulsively when her fingers wrapped around it and skinned it back.
"Ohhhh, Matt!" Connie whispered. "I've wanted to do this ever since you came here! It feels so ... good!"
"Can I see you, too?" he said, trying to stop his trembling at her touch.
"Uh-huh!" Connie threw back the sheet, and Matt had his first glimpse of her luscious body, gleaming on the bed. Her tits stuck straight up, the nipples dark against the milky whiteness of her mounds. Her small waist and flat belly led down to a dark, hairy bush that covered what must be a beautiful cunt.
"Goddamn!" Matt gasped. "You're fantastic!"
"So are you, Matt. So are you. Come closer." She pulled at his shaft, drawing him nearer, then she rolled on her side and put her mouth against his rod, kissing the tip.
"Unghhhhhh!" Matt groaned. "Ohhhh, Connie! Ummmmmmm!"
"Ummmmmmmm!" Connie slid her lips down his prong until it filled her mouth. "Ummmmmmmmm!"
"Ohhhhhh, Connie!" he grunted, hunching forward to put more of his dick into that wonderful mouth. "Unghhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!"
"Ummmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, bobbing her lips up and down on his shaft, sucking and pulling. "Ummmmmmmmm!" His prick tasted so good to her! She thought this time would never come! She wanted to make him blow off in her mouth so badly she was trembling.
"Connie! Connie! Ungh! Ohhhh! Ummmmm! Aarghhhhhh! OH, I CAN'T HOLD IT! UNGHHHHHH!"
His hot cream jetted out, filling her mouth with great gushes, washing around her tongue and flowing down her throat.
"Ummmmmm!" Connie couldn't get enough! "Ummmmm! Ummmmm!"
When his spurting finally stopped, she licked his cock very slowly and carefully, then fell back on the bed.
"Oh, Matt! That was wonderful!"
"Oh; God, Connie! God! I want you!"
He climbed on the bed, crawling between her legs as she spread them wide, her arms going around his neck as he slid up to jam his dick into her creamy cunt. He had no trouble finding her waiting hole, and he jammed it in to the hilt. "Ohhhhhhh!" Connie moaned, nibbling on his neck. "Ohhhh, Matt! Ungh! Ungh! Oh, I've wanted this so much! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me!"
Matt pressed his prick into her, eased it almost out, then drove it in again, thrilling at the tightness of her cunt. He could feel her womb with the tender end of his shaft, and it sent exciting shocks into his balls.
Matt hunched, pushed, crammed and jammed his rod in and out of her tight tube, his prick vibrating with the sensation of the pressure she was putting on it. He could feel his balls slapping against her ass as he slammed it home. She was the greatest fuck he'd ever had!
"Unghhh!" he grunted. "Now! Ungh! Ungh! Oh! Aargghhhhh!"
When she felt his scalding liquid hitting against her uterus, she went wild with ecstasy, twisting and writhing under him, swirling her ass to get as much as she could from his cum-spurting dick.
Then they lay still.
"Matt?" Connie whispered into his ear when they had returned to normal. "Huh?"
"Will you eat my cunt next time? Please?"
"Uh-huh. I'd like to. Tomorrow?"
"Uh-huh. After they go, we'll be here all by ourselves. We can fuck all day, if we want to. Do you want to?"
"Jeez, yes! I'd never get tired of fucking you. You're something else, Connie!"
"So are you. But you better get back to your room, now. We should get some sleep. We want to be fresh for tomorrow, don't we?"
"Yeah." Matt rolled off her, and stood up. "I hate to go, Connie. It was great!"
"I know! Matt, I think I love you."
Embarrassed, he stepped to the door. "Good night," he said in a whisper. "See you in the morning."
An earth-shaking clap of thunder woke Connie. She sat up in bed, frightened for a moment, then calmed as she heard the sheets of rain battering at the window. The clock said seven-thirty. Shit! she thought. It's going to be a lousy day!
She dressed quickly, went to the bathroom then, hearing voices from the kitchen when she came out, she went to join the family. They were all at the table, finishing breakfast.
"Good morning," Alice said. "Bacon and eggs?" She rose and went to the stove.
"It doesn't look like a good day to me," Connie mumbled, sitting down. "It's really coming down."
"Don't knock it," Tom grinned. "It means I can't work. I have to stay home and watch TV on days like this. I don't mind it a damn bit!"
"Well, it doesn't affect my work," Alice said, putting a full plate in front of Connie. "And I've got to get going." She kissed Tom, waved at the kids, then went to get her purse.
" 'Bye," Alice called from the front door, then left.
"I'm going back to bed for a while," Tom announced, getting up. "See you kids later." He took one last drink of coffee, then went off to his bedroom.
"Shit!" Matt grunted. "That sure screws up our day, doesn't it?"
Connie put down her fork. "Yeah! Of all the days to rain! We can't even go anywhere."
"I sure liked last night," Matt said softly, looking at her with dreamy eyes.
"Me too!" she almost whispered, then she swore aloud. "Damn and double damn!"
"We'll think of something," he assured her. "Maybe Dad will go out to a bar or something. Let's wait and see what he does, before we give up."
"You're right. Okay."
Connie finished her breakfast then, while Matt was taking his shower, she cleaned up the kitchen. When he came out, he gave her a hand cleaning the rest of the house, then Connie showered and changed clothes. She put on short shorts and a light sweater, wanting to be ready for anything.
"Hey!" Matt said when she returned to the living room. "Does your aunt go out for lunch?"
"No, I don't think so. I think she has something sent in from the restaurant on the corner. Why?"
" 'Cause if she goes out for an hour or so, we could go down there and use the studio!"
Connie's eyes lit up. "Hey! You're right! We could! She's got a couch and everything!" Then she stopped. "But how would we get down there?"
"Dad's truck! We'll tell him we want to go see somebody!"
Her enthusiasm returned. "Right on! I'll call her, and find out!" She hurried to the phone, and dialed.
Alice ushered a tall, gaunt man out the door, then turned to sit at her desk, feeling frustrated. Tony's mother had called, and said he would be a half hour late for his lesson. Because of the rain, she had to pick up her other children from school, and would be delayed.
It would mean having him there during the lunch hour, and Alice was hungry. But not too hungry to postpone eating until she had her session with Tony. It had been too long, and she had missed the little boy's talented cock.
She was thinking about how nice it was going to be to put her mouth around his tender little prick when the phone rang.
"Aunt Alice? This is Connie."
"Hi! Still raining out there?"
"Yeah. Pouring. Say, are you going out for lunch?"
"No, I hadn't planned to. Why?"
There was a pause, then Connie said, "Oh, Matt and I were going down to see a friend of mine, and we thought we'd drop by if you were going to be there." Alice thought quickly. She certainly didn't want them here while Tony was in the studio. She only had an hour with him as it was! And she wasn't going to pass it up for anybody!
"Well, dear, I thought I'd do some shopping this noon. I have some things I just have to get. I hate to go out in this downpour, but I have to. Maybe some other time. I probably won't get back here until two or so."
"Oh. Okay." Connie tried to put some disappointment in her voice, and she hoped it sounded good. "We'll see you this evening, then. 'Bye."
" 'Bye." Alice hung up, relieved. Then she lit a cigarette and resumed her thoughts about Tony's darling little-boy prick.
"She's going shopping!" Connie told Matt excitedly. "She won't be back for two hours! Isn't that great?"
"Yeah! But if she goes out that long, she'll lock the door, won't she?"
"Doesn't matter!" Connie squealed. "I know where there's another key! She keeps a spare one in the kitchen."
"Cool!" Matt exclaimed. "As soon as Dad gets up, I'll get the keys to his truck. Then we'll take off!" He grabbed the girl and kissed her passionately.
Tony came into the office, waved at Alice, then turned to lock the door. As he stepped to the desk, Alice rose and threw her arms around the boy, kissing him.
"Oh, Tony! I'm so glad you're finally here! It's been a long time!"
"Sorry about being late," he smiled. "Can we go in, now?"
"Yes! Yes!" Alice took him by the hand and pulled him into the studio, glancing over her shoulder at her young lover with a look of excited anticipation. When they were in the room, she dropped his hand and began unfastening her dress. Tony was undoing his shirt as she opened the closet and handed him some hangers.
They undressed wordlessly, both eager for the ritual to begin. As Alice hung up the clothes, Tony crossed the room and mounted the piano bench. He spread his feet, grasped his balls, then skinned the head of his smooth, boyish dick back.
Alice walked toward him slowly, rubbing her snatch with both hands, and when she was close enough, she bent over to kiss the end of the boy's swollen prick. She nibbled and licked at the tip for a few moments, then opened her mouth to slide her mouth down his enlarged organ.
"Unghhhhhh!" Tony moaned. "Jesus, it's been so long! Ungh! Oh, Alice! Suck me! Suck me off! Unnnnngggghhhhh!"
Alice squatted a bit more, then poked two fingers up her hole as her head bobbed up and down on Tony's slick young pecker. She sucked and slurped on his youthful dong excitedly as her hand pumped up and down in her juicy cunt.
"Unghhhhhhh!" Tony moaned. "Ohhhhh! Unghhhhh!"
"Ummmmmmmm!" Her mouth was full of his delicious little dick. "Ummmmmmm!" She had waited too long for this! "Ummmmm!"
"Hurry!" Connie urged over the sound of the swishing wipers as they drove through the rain. "We don't want to waste a minute! Two hours isn't very much time!"
"We're almost there," Matt laughed. "What's the matter? Is your little old twat hot?"
"You know it is! And don't talk about me! Your prick is standing straight up! You better get rid of that hard-on before we get there. You can't walk into the building like that!"
"Don't worry. I can control it."
"Like you did last night?" she teased. "It got hard as hell when we were just talking!"
"I know, I know. But you liked it hard, didn't you?" He looked up the street for a parking place. "It's a good thing it's raining. Not too many people out. There's a spot right in front of the door." He pulled in and stopped.
"Got a nickel for the meter?" he asked. "I haven't got any change."
"It'll take two, for two hours, you nut! Yes, I've got some nickels. Big deal! I've got to pay to get fucked!"
Matt grinned at her. "Don't give me any crap. I can get more than a dime for a fuck any day of the week."
They both laughed and got out, hurrying in the rain.
Tony was hunching his slim little ass back and forth as Alice sucked his boyish dick ferociously. He placed his hands on top of her head to balance himself as he drove his slippery dong in and out of her velvety mouth, helping her blow him!
"Unghhhhhh!" he groaned. "Alice! Ohh, suck me! Suck me!"
Her legs quivered as she bounced up and down, driving her fingers far into his vibrating snatch. Her naked ass was twirling around, as though she was fucking an invisible prick.
"Ummmmmm!" She knew Tony was about to blow, and her climax was only seconds away! "Ummmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmm!"
Neither of them noticed the door opening and the two young people who stepped slowly into the room, fascinated by the scene before them.
Connie gasped and put her hand to her mouth when she saw her aunt sucking the naked little boy, his hands in her hair as she bobbed her head up and down on his extended shaft. Matt's eyes widened in surprise, then a grin spread slowly over his face as he watched.
Why, the old whore! he thought. Blowing a little kid! I'll be damned! I wonder how long this has been going on?
"Unghhhh!" the boy cried. "Unghhhh! Unghhh! Unghhhh!"
His whole body jerked as he let loose a youthful load into Alice's mouth, his legs shaking as the cream spurted forth.
"Ummmmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmmm!" Alice moaned as she tasted his milk, then she wracked in spasms as she hit her peak, her round ass pounding on her fingers. "Ummmmmm! Ummmmm!"
Alice sucked the boy dry, then licked the end of his dick before opening her eyes. His prick was still in her mouth when she saw them by the open door. She stood up quickly, drawing in her breath, a startled look of surprise on her face as she faced Matt and Connie.
"Wh ... ? What are you doing here?" she almost whimpered.
When she spoke, Tony looked around, and seeing the pair, he jumped down and ran to the closet. He grabbed his clothes, then disappeared into the men's room, slamming the door.
"I ... we're sorry, Aunt Alice," Connie mumbled. "I ... we didn't know ... ! " She didn't know what to say.
Matt stood quietly looking at the nude body of his dad's mistress, understanding why he had chosen her. Her long, well-tapered legs ran up to nicely-shaped hips. And now, with her cunt all wet, the hair glistening around the pooched lips of her gash, he could guess what a terrific fuck she must be. Her tits were nice and big, too! His dad was a lucky man!
"Please wait in the other room," Alice croaked. "I'll be right out." She turned to the closet, grabbed her clothes, then ran into the women's room. Oh, Lord! she thought. Oh, my God! What's going to happen now? She was crying as she pulled on her pantyhose.
Connie looked up at Matt, then shook her head. She spun around and went back through the doorway. Matt glanced at the closed door of the women's room, then followed her, smiling.
"Will wonders never cease?" he said as he closed the door.
Alice dressed as fast as she could, not troubling with her appearance. She hurried to the door of the men's room and jerked it open. Tony was cowering against the back wall, terrified.
"It's all right, Tony," Alice said calmly, trying to soothe him. "You just go on home. Everything's going to be all right." She took him by the arm and led him out. "I'll take care of everything. I know these people, and they won't say a word. I'll call you tomorrow."
She took him across the studio, through the door, then past Matt and Connie to the outside door. She pushed him through, then closed it, leaning against it heavily.
"Well!" she sighed. "Now you know!" She stifled a sob. "Please! I beg of you! Don't ever tell anyone what you just saw. I could never live it down!" Tears were running freely down her cheeks, and she brushed them away with her hand.
"We won't say anything, Aunt Alice!" Connie cried. "Honest! It's none of our business what you do! Please don't cry!"
"Connie's right, Alice," Matt said, afraid the woman was going to break down completely. "No one will ever know."
Alice stumbled to the desk, slumped in her chair, then put her head down to sob uncontrollably. Matt and Connie looked at each other in despair, not knowing what to do, finally letting the woman cry it out. When the sobbing had stopped, Connie went to her aunt and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"C'mon, Aunt Alice. Let's go home. I'll hang the 'closed' sign on the door. C'mon."
Together, Matt and Connie helped the stricken woman out of the office and down to the truck.
They drove home silently, the only sounds in the cab were the sniffles from Alice. When they got there, Connie helped her aunt to the bedroom, closed the door, then the two women had a long talk.
Matt kept his father busy talking in the kitchen, where he had been having lunch when they arrived, and Tom didn't suspect that anything was wrong.
CHAPTER NINE
"Hello!" Tom said as Alice and Connie entered the kitchen. "I didn't know you were home!"
Alice had her story prepared. "The kids dropped by the studio, and since they had the truck, I left the car at the garage for service. Matt's going to take me back down for it after supper."
Tom looked at his son quizzically, wondering why he hadn't mentioned it, then shrugged. "How about a drink?"
"Make it a double," Alice sighed. "It's been a long day."
During supper, Tom didn't say anything to indicate he thought anything was wrong. When they had finished eating, Connie and Alice did the dishes while Matt and his dad watched TV. With Tom out of the room, Alice dropped her forced smile and washed the dishes almost viciously, angry at herself.
Why did I do it? she asked herself silently. Why? I should never have started messing around with those kids. I should have known I'd get in trouble someday. What if Tony breaks down, and tells his parents? God! I don't even want to think about it!
"Something wrong?" Connie asked.
"What?"
"I said, is there something wrong? You look funny."
"No. I'm all right. Just tired, I guess."
They finished with the dishes, then went into the living room. Tom was half asleep in his chair, and Matt was watching a western intently.
"Ready to go?" Matt asked.
Alice looked at him blankly.
"To pick up your car," Matt said.
"Oh! Ob, yes. Let me put my face on first, and change."
She hurried down the hall to her bedroom, closed the door, then began peeling her clothes off. For some reason, she felt dirty, and wanted to put on something fresh. She selected a bright print, combed her hair and put on make-up, then went back.
"All set?" she asked Matt.
"Yeah. Let's go. I've seen this one before, anyway." He slipped into his jacket while Alice got her raincoat from the closet, then they left, saying they would be back shortly.
"You must think I'm a dirty old woman," Alice said when they were far from the house.
"No!" Matt said with emphasis. "No, really! Everybody's got a hang-up of some kind. If that's yours, so be it."
"I ... I'm really not that way at all! It's just that after Frank was killed, I needed something and ... "
"Look. You don't have to explain anything to me! It's none of my business, like Connie said."
"Thank you, Matt. I really appreciate it. It's very kind of you to see it that way."
Matt grinned. "No sweat!"
When they were at the building, Alice asked him to pull over and stop in front.
"I want to get my umbrella. It looks like it might be raining again tomorrow."
"I'll go up with you." Matt shut the motor off, and they went upstairs.
Alice unlocked the door and went in, followed by Matt. She switched on the lights, then walked across the office to the studio. As soon as she stepped through the door and remembered what had happened that afternoon, she began to sob again.
"Hey!" Matt said, crossing to her and taking her in his arms. "Let's not start that again!"
"Oh, Matt! I'm so ashamed! It's just terrible, what I've done!"
"Easy, now." He held her close, and feeling her body close against his, he remembered how she had looked when they came in that afternoon, standing there in the middle of the room, naked. His prick began getting hard as he recalled her large, rounded tits and wet, gleaming cunt.
Alice felt his dick getting hard against her belly, and for some unexplained reason, she felt relieved. The hardness of the prick against her gave her comfort, almost like a good stiff drink.
She looked up at him, tears staining her cheeks. "Matt! Oh, Matt!" She pulled his face down and kissed him.
After a long, wet, tongue-searching kiss, they broke apart. Matt looked into her eyes and knew that she wanted it as badly as he did. He felt for her tit with his hand, and she didn't move away. Instead, she slid her hand up his leg until it reached his crotch, then she slowly wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft.
"We have to, don't we?" she whispered.
Matt nodded, then moved away to lock the door. When he returned, Alice was taking her clothes off by the closet, putting them on hangers. He strode to the piano and undressed, dropping his things on top of the shining grand.
When they were naked, they walked toward each other, their eyes locked. Matt's stiff prick hitting her belly was the first contact. Gently, Alice reached down to guide it between her legs as she moved closer, wrapping his swollen dick between her hot thighs.
"Oh, Matt! I want you to fuck me!" she groaned, pressing her tits against his chest.
"I want to fuck you! Very much!" He kissed her, then backed away to pick her up and carry her to the couch. He laid her down easily, then moved to get between her lovely legs.
"No, Matt! No!"
He looked at her with surprise, stopping his motion.
"I want to suck you off, first," she smiled, sitting up to take his prick in her hand. Matt moved forward as she pulled on his dong, stopping when he was directly in front of her, his huge prick touching her lips. She kissed it lightly, then skinned it back to get at the hot, gleaming end of his dick. She licked at his slit, around the rim, tasting his glorious salty flavor, then eased her open mouth down on it until his shaft was almost buried between her lips.
As one hand caressed his balls, she moved the other around to his ass-hole and began slipping a finger up his tight tube. Matt jerked involuntarily as it went in, but didn't try to stop her.
"Unghhhh!" he groaned. "Oh, Alice! Aaaaaaarrrrrggggh hhhh!"
She slipped her mouth to the end, then sucking hard, pushed it back down the shaft, using her mouth as a cunt on the boy's enlarged prick. She sucked and pulled on the slick cock in her mouth, urging his fluid out. She wanted so much for him to shoot off!
"Alice! Oh, Jesus Christ, that feels good! Unnnngghhhh! Oh, Alice! Suck me! Suck my cock! Ohhhhhh!" He grabbed at her head, hunching to force his prick farther between her lips.
"Ummmmmmmmm!" Alice moaned. "Ummmmmm! Umm! Umm!"
As soon as Matt and Alice had gone, Connie went to her room and put some records on her stereo. She closed the door so the noise wouldn't disturb Tom's watching TV, then threw herself on the bed.
She knew it couldn't be helped, but she was frustrated at not being able to fuck Matt this noon. She had thought about it all morning, and by the time they were downtown, she was hotter than hell. But after what happened, they couldn't just go ahead and fuck.
Her cunt ached from dilating, then closing, then dilating again, and her panties were crusty from her liquid. She could get Tom to fuck her, she supposed, but that wouldn't be right. Not when she promised her pussy to Matt. Besides, Tom hadn't shown any interest in her since Matt came. Maybe he didn't think she was any good.
Thinking about it made her groin ache all the more, so she decided to take a hot shower. Her cunt could use some cleaning, anyway. She got up, took some clean clothes from the drawer, then went into the bathroom.
She closed the door, undressed, then took the douche materials from under the sink and got them ready. Even the douche tube felt good in her pussy. As she was bending over to put the things away, the door opened and Tom came in.
"Looks like I'm makin' a habit out of this, doesn't it?" he grinned, admiring the pink ass staring him in the face.
Connie straightened up and spun around. She was smiling.
"What difference does it make?" she said lightly. "You've already seen it all, haven't you?"
"Yeah," he nodded. "And I liked it, too. You through in here?"
"Huh-uh. I was going to take a shower."
"Oh. So was I. Well, I'll wait till you're done." He turned to go out the door.
"Wait!" Connie said. "Why don't we take one together? We could wash each other's backs."
Tom swung around, smiling. "That sounds like a helluva idea! I'll go take my clothes off." He went to his room, undressed, then grabbed a robe and went back to the bathroom, his prick stiff and hard. Connie had turned the water on, and was reaching around the shower door to test the temperature.
"I like it hot," she said. "Do you?"
"Hotter the better," he replied. He waited until she had stepped in, then followed her. He was closing the door when she backed up, rubbing her back against his hard shaft.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried. "There's a big old cock in here!"
"There sure is, honey!" Tom grabbed his dick and bent it down to stick it between her cheeks.
"Ohhhhh!" she squealed. "It's after me!" She leaned over under the water and put her hands on her knees.
Tom bent his knees, and holding onto the towel racks, he shoved his long, swollen cock between her legs until it poked out in front, under her hanging tits.
"Oh, oh, Tom! I think it's trying to fuck me!" Tom laughed. "Only if you want it to! It's a good cock!"
Connie giggled, raised up, then turned around, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her tits against his chest. "You're pretty nice, Tom," she said sincerely.
"So are you, honey. I'm glad you're here." He bent down and kissed her.
They soaped each other up, and washed the other's body from head to toe. Tom marveled at how beautiful she really was, even soaked like a drowned rat. He washed her pussy carefully, using his hands to spread the suds. Then he washed her ass-hole and her tits, feeling the amazing firmness of her young frame.
Connie did the same to his huge cock, skinning it back to soap and rinse the big head tenderly. Then she did his balls and his ass, kissing his dick as she washed his legs. He was solid as a rock, his muscles bulging under the heavy hair on his body.
When they were drying off, Tom said, "Connie, the other night you wanted me to eat your pussy. Do you still want me to?"
She looked up from rubbing her legs. "Yes. I'd like that. Do you think we have time, before they get back?"
"Oh, sure. I know that place that's got the car. They take forever just to put in gas."
Connie started to tell him that the car wasn't at the station, but decided against it. What the hell? she thought. They'll probably take their time anyway. And Tom should really know how to eat a girl.
"Okay," she nodded. "Your room or mine?"
"Yours," Tom grinned. "I've never tried that bed."
They picked up their things and went to Connie's room. As soon as they tossed their things on the chair, Connie crawled up on the bed and spread her legs invitingly, exposing her wet little cuntal gash.
"Eat me, Tom!" she said. "Eat me real good! I've never had my pussy licked before."
"Okay, honey. Here I come!" He climbed between her legs and kissed the soft, curly hair. Then he used his tongue to separate the lips of her hot cunt, teasing her folds as he lapped at it. When it was spread, he ran his tongue up her twat, licking all around until he got to her clit. He took it between his lips very gently, and began sucking.
"Ohhhhh, Tom! Jesus! Ohhhhh! I didn't know it would be like this! Unghhhh! Ohhhhh! Ummmmmmmm!"
She spread her legs wider, putting her feet on his shoulders as he licked and lapped and sucked on her cunt. Oh, this is terrific! she thought. God! I wish I'd known about this before! Ohhhh, what a feeling! His mouth is so soft!
Tom reached up under her ass and stuck a finger slowly into her ass-hole, pushing it in until it was buried.
"OHHH! TOM! TOM! OH, MY! OHHHHHHH! UMMMMMMM!"
He reamed her ass-hole with his finger as he licked around the opening of her hole, sticking his tongue in as far as he could. Her cream was flowing now, running onto his tongue as he touched her inner tissues with the tip.
"Tom! I'm going to climax! I'm going ... to ... Aaaarrgghhhhh! Unghhhh! Unghhhhh! Unghhhhhhh!"
She was thrashing wildly, twisting and turning under him, wrapping her legs around his ears and squeezing his head tightly. Her ass hunched in one mighty heave, then she lay back, quiet, her belly palpitating from the effort.
Tom stood up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He shook his head in wonder at the beautiful body spread-eagled in front of him, then he eased down on top of her to cram his enormous prong deep into her belly.
"Unnnnnggggghhhhh!" she cried. "Oh, fuck me, Tom! Stick it all the way in! Oh, screw me to death! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
Matt was on his back on the couch. Alice was kneeling over him, cork-screwing her cunt down onto his stiff shaft. His eyes were fastened on her swinging tits only inches from his mouth, swaying back and forth as she hunched and hunched on his dick.
"Matthew, I'm going to fuck that prick right off of you!" Alice gasped, pumping up and down so hard the floor shook.
"Fuck me, Alice! Get down on it! Get down! Ungh! Unghh! Oh, Jesus! Oh! Aarrgghhhh! Oh!"
He grabbed her tits with both hands and squeezed them, his ass pumping up to meet her every thrust as she pounded down on his prong. She really knew how to fuck! She didn't make the guy do all the work! And when she squeezed those cunt muscles like that ... !
"Matt ... I ... Matt ... Oh ... ! MATT! MATT! OHHHH!"
"Ooff! Ooff! Ungh! Ohh! Ummmmm!" His juice was pumping out the end of his dick again! The third time! "Ohhhhhhh!"
Alice collapsed on top of him, her huge tits pressing against his chest. His arms dropped limply to his sides, and he grunted in exhaustion. Then they lay still for several minutes, getting their breath back.
"I think we'd better be going, Matt. We've been gone a long time as it is."
"Yeah. I couldn't do any more, anyway. I'm pooped."
They got up, dressed, then left the office to get the car and the truck. Matt followed Alice to the house, thinking all the way what a lucky guy his dad was to be able to screw her whenever he wanted to. She was the best he'd ever had!
Alice cursed herself all the way home. She'd done it again! And with Tom's son! What was the matter with her? Why did she keep going back to the younger boys? Goddamn, Tom should be enough for any normal woman. Why did she want more?
She parked her car in the driveway, and waited beside it while Matt pulled up to the curb and joined her.
"Be careful what you say, Matt," she cautioned. "We don't want your father to find out about this."
"Right on. I won't say a thing. You do all the talking."
They walked up to the door, and Alice opened it. When they stepped in, they heard noises and moans coming from the far end of the house. Matt closed the door quietly, then they went down the hall toward Connie's room, where the sounds seemed to be coming from.
When they reached the door, they were sure. Connie was bent over the bed, leaning on her hands, and Tom was standing behind her, his cock plunging in and out of her cunt. They were both oblivious to anything as they hunched and swirled, fucking each other with abandon.
Alice and Matt stood quietly watching until the mating couple was finished, and Tom stepped back to ease his swollen prick from Connie's fluttering hole. When his juicy slick prong was free of her cuntal tube, he turned, and seeing the observers, stopped with his mouth open.
"What are you doing to my niece?" Alice asked sternly.
"Wha ... ? Wha ... ? " Tom stammered.
"Don't give me that stuff!" Alice said. "What were you doing to my niece?"
Tom's mouth was working, but nothing was coming out. The girl raised up and stared at her aunt and Matt. She started for her clothes, then halted, hiding behind Tom's broad back.
Suddenly, Alice broke into laughter, and Matt joined her. When they didn't stop, Tom and Connie looked at each other with a strange expression, wondering if the others had gone mad.
"I think you two'd better get dressed and come out to the living room," Alice said, still smiling. "I believe we've got something to talk about." She turned and took Matt's arm. "C'mon, Matt. Let's go fix something to drink."
Leaving the still-startled couple, they went into the kitchen, and while Matt opened two bottles of pop, Alice fixed highballs for herself and Tom. She made them good and stiff, feeling they were going to need it. Then they went to sit in the living room and wait.
Tom came in first, buttoning his shirt. "What's this all about?" He was still puzzled.
"Sit down and have a drink," Alice said. "We have to wait for Connie."
The girl walked in hesitantly, looking as if she were afraid someone was going to start shouting at her. But when Alice smiled and Matt handed her a bottle of pop, she relaxed a bit and sat down.
"Now," Alice began. "It seems we have a round-house going on around here." She winked at Matt. "The reason we were so tickled at seeing you two in Connie's room, is because we'd just fucked down at the studio!"
"Whaaaat?" Tom cried.
"That's right! Matt and I fucked while we were gone. Just like you did. Of-course, we didn't know you were doing the same thing."
Connie glanced at Matt, wide-eyed. Her own aunt!
"So," Alice continued, "it's time we talked. It would seem that we've all fucked each other since Matt arrived, haven't we? You've fucked Matt, haven't you Connie?"
The girl looked at her aunt, wonderingly. "Yes."
"Fine. And we all enjoy each other, don't we?" She looked around the room for answers. They all nodded their heads.
"All right. Now, don't you think it's time we brought all of this out into the open, instead of sneaking around about it?" Tom coughed and cleared his throat. "What do you mean?"
"I mean we should fuck each other whenever we want to! It's that simple. If we're going to do it anyway, and we all live in the same house, it seems kind of silly to try and hide it. After all, we're all one big, happy family, aren't we?"
"You mean ... ! You mean, all of us?" Connie asked.
"Why not? If we're going to do it anyway, why not do it so everybody knows we're doing it?"
"I think it's a great idea!" Matt said. "Don't you, Dad?"
"Well ... ! " He looked at Alice for a second, glanced at Connie, and they both seemed to like the idea. Why should he be the one to stop it?
"I guess so. You think we could handle it, Alice? We'd all have to be careful that nobody else found out about it. You know what some ass-holes would do if they knew."
"I know," Alice nodded. "We can all keep a secret, can't we?"
"I can!" Connie said. "I think it would be cool! We wouldn't have to hide, or close our doors, or anything! And when we wanted it, we could have it! I think it's a terrific idea!"
Alice smiled at everybody. "Do we all agree, then?"
They all nodded.
"Fine! Now, we're all pretty well fucked out tonight, I guess. I think it would be a good idea if we all started fresh tomorrow night. We'll all be together, and we can start off on the right foot. Agreed?"
"Sure," Matt said. "But just one thing. Can Connie and I sleep together? Tonight? We ... we kind of missed out on our chance this afternoon."
Alice looked at him gratefully, thankful he didn't say anything about Tony and the studio.
"I don't see why not! And we'll all keep our bedroom doors open, too. That's a good beginning. Now, shall we all go to bed? We're going to need our rest for tomorrow night. And no fucking tomorrow. Okay?"
Everybody agreed, then they all went to the bedrooms. Alice took off her clothes, then started out the door, naked, for the bathroom.
"Hey!" Tom said. "Didn't you forget something?"
"No. Everybody in the house has seen me nude. Why should I hide it now?" She went through the doorway into the hall.
When she stepped out of the bath, Matt was coming down the hall toward her. His prick was standing at full attention, his balls swinging as he walked.
"Alice? Could I fuck Connie tonight? Before we go to sleep? We haven't had a chance all day!"
"Of course!" She patted him on the arm. "Good night, dear."
Matt went into the bathroom, leaned over the stool, and aimed his stiff prick toward the water. It's sure difficult to piss with a hard-on, he thought.
CHAPTER TEN
The next day was a long one for everybody. All thoughts were on the evening coming up, and it was difficult for anyone to concentrate on what they were doing. Alice didn't believe she heard a note all day, and Gus had to remind Tom several times to be careful.
During dinner, they didn't discuss what was going to happen. In fact, they talked about everything but. They were all a little nervous, even though there wasn't any reason for it. Matt was the only one that thought the whole thing was comical, and his jokes kept the conversation going.
When the dishes were done, they all gathered in the living room, where Alice took charge of events. No one else minded that she was taking over, since it was her house. Then too, she had a better imagination than any of the others.
"Okay, everybody. Let's get started. I think the best way would be for all of us to fuck each other right here in the living room. That'll ease any embarrassment any of us might feel. Okay?"
They all murmured agreement.
"Let's have Matt and Connie first. You don't mind, do you? Tom and I'll watch."
"It's fine with me," Matt said. He stood up and began taking his clothes off.
Connie rose, but she had come prepared. She pulled her light dress off over her head, and she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "I'm all set," she smiled.
Matt was still undressing as she laid down on the floor, spreading her legs wide. Tom sat watching, his prick getting hard under his pants when he saw Connie's wet snatch gleaming between her thighs.
"Doesn't she have nice tits?" Alice murmured to Tom.
"She sure as hell does!"
Matt had stripped, and walked over to the girl on the floor. He knelt down, bent over her, then used his ass to guide his big hard rod to her juice-filled cunt. "Put it in, baby," he said.
"Uh-huh." Connie reached between her legs and rubbed the slick head of his dick on her feverish twat, then when it was slippery, she eased it into her hole.
"Ungghhhhhhh!" Matt groaned as he laid on top of her, cramming his slithering shaft far up into her hot belly. "Unnngggghhhhh!"
"Matt! Oh, Matt! Ungh! Ohhhhh!" Connie wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing tightly as he shoved it home.
Alice watched intently as Matt began pumping it to her niece, his big prick glistening wetly when he pulled it out, then disappearing between the tight, clinging folds of her slit. She reached over and took Tom's hand.
"Isn't this fun? I like to watch two people fuck! They seem to enjoy it so much."
Tom couldn't tear his eyes away from the pair on the floor. He's really punching that gal, he thought, proudly. He really knows how to screw. I wonder how he learned?
"Unghhhhhh!" Matt moaned. "Oh, ungghhhhh! Aarrrgghhhh!"
"Fuck me, Matt!" Connie screamed. "Fuck me! Oh, Matt! Your cock is so big! Ungh! Ungh! Ohhhhhhh!"
"HUNCH YOUR ASS! HUNCH YOUR ASS! UNGHH! UNGHHHH! UNGH!"
Connie hunched, pumping up into him as he slammed his dong way up inside her. Her back was arching as she moaned, her nails leaving marks in his back.
The young couple jerked and writhed for a moment, then they were still. Matt's ass quivered a bit, then he extracted his slippery rod from Connie's gasping pussy, cream dripping on the floor when he pulled it out.
"Okay, Tom," Alice said. "It's our turn." She stood up and began taking off her clothes.
Tom didn't need any urging. Before Alice had her pantyhose off, he was standing naked in the middle of the room, his tool pounding up and down in spasms.
"Hurry up," he growled. "I can't keep this thing quiet much longer."
"Okay! Okay!" Alice laughed. "How do you want it?"
"You fuck me! Show 'em how it's done." He laid down on his back, his prick throbbing as it pointed toward the ceiling.
Alice stepped over him, then lowered herself until her cunt was over his shaft. She reached back, guided it into her hole, then sat down on it, swirling her ass as she sank down to bury his huge prick inside her.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Tom moaned. "OH, BABY!
That's what I needed! Fuck me, lady! Jam your cunt down on it!"
"Hold on!" Alice smiled, then began her corkscrew motions up and down on his prong.
Matt's prick had started to wilt when he sat down on the couch, but watching Alice sliding her delicious cunny up and down on his dad's shaft made his pecker hard all over again. He knew exactly what it felt like, and he'd bet his dad was really going to get his rocks off.
"Ohhhhhh!" Alice groaned, jamming her ass down so hard on Tom's prick that her ass slapped against his thighs with a loud crack. "UUUUUhhhhhhhh! OHHHHHHH! Ummmmmm! Your prick's so good, Tom! Christ! Ohhhhhh! Ummmmmmm!"
"Fuck me, baby!" he grunted. "Fuck me! Cram it in!"
Connie observed the proceedings with fascination. She had never even thought about fucking like that! The woman could control the whole situation! Jesus, her aunt really knew how to fuck! She hoped it wouldn't take her too long to learn.
"I'm ... going ... to ... shoot ... Alice!"
"Do it!" Alice shouted. "Do it! Shoot your wad! Now! NOW!"
Alice went wild on his rod, jamming and cramming down on it so hard it almost hurt when she hit bottom, and Tom's prick was banging against her intestines.
Tom's legs went into the air, jerked several times, then dropped to the floor. They were still twitching when Alice rose up slowly, letting his big shaft ease out of her hole.
"Okay, everybody!" Alice said, getting to her feet. "How about a cold drink, before we continue?"
The four trooped into the kitchen, got what they wanted, then went back to the living room.
"Alice?" Connie said. "Is it better when the girl gets on top?"
"Oh, I don't know. If the woman's any good, and can move her ass around, I think it is. Anyway, you can get the prick farther up inside you that way."
"I like it better from behind," Tom said. "That way, I can swivel it around and really ream her cunt."
"How about us doing it that way, Connie?" Matt asked. "From behind, I mean."
"Sure! When Tom did it to me like that last night, it was cool!" She put her bottle of pop on the table, stood up, then turned around to lean on the chair. "Go ahead, Matt! Stuff it in!"
Matt set his bottle down, then walked over to the luscious pink cheeks. He took his prick in his hand and aimed it at the gaping hole just under Connie's ass-hole. He inched forward, sliding his dong in slowly, spreading her folds with his dick.
When it was halfway in he put his hands on her waist, then heaved forward, punching his tool way up into her belly.
Alice smiled as she watched her niece's pussy pooch in and out as Matt threw the dick to her. "They really like it, don't they?" she whispered to Tom, taking his prick in her hand and fondling it as they looked on.
Matt swiveled his hips around as he had seen his dad do, and Connie moved hers in the opposite direction. His ass quivered as he hunched into her, jamming his meat in as far as it would go, then pulling it almost all the way out.
"Oh, Matt! Screw me! Pound that prick way into me! I love it! I just love it! Ohhhhhh! Ummmmmmmm!"
Tom was excited watching his son jam his tool into the girl, her tits swinging under her as he jammed it in. Alice was still stroking his shaft, and it felt good. This was really fun! He wished they'd done it before.
"Oh, now, Matt! Now! Faster! Faster! Oh! Oh! Ummmm! Oh, I can't hold it! Ohhhhhhh! Unnnngggghhhhh!"
Matt lifted his face toward the ceiling as he shot his boiling cream into the girl, his legs twitching as he hunched into her the final few times. His mouth was open, and he was groaning.
"How about something a little different, now?" Alice asked as the kids broke apart. "Why don't you suck Tom off, Connie? He's been sitting here ready to cream into my hand while you kids were screwing."
"I'd love to," Connie smiled. She walked over to Tom and knelt on the floor in front of him. He spread his legs, then she crawled up, taking his hot shaft in her hand. She skinned the head back, bent over and kissed it, then opened her lips to slide them down his shaft as far as she could, head back, bent over and kissed it, then opened her lips to slide them down his shaft as far as she could.
"Ohhhhhh, Connie! Suck it! Blow me! Ohhhhh!"
"Ummmmmmm!" she moaned, her mouth full of his throbbing prick.
Alice looked on happily as her niece bobbed her head up and down on Tom's dick. He'd really like that! He liked to be sucked off! Even though Connie probably didn't know how to do it properly yet, she had to get the experience somehow.
Matt's hand stole quietly to his dong as he watched the girl sucking his dad off. She wasn't as good as Alice, but she got the job done. He wondered if Alice would suck him off next. He sure hoped so!
"Unngghhhhh! Oh, Connie! I'm going to blow! Jesus!" His body was writhing and twisting, and his ass was hunching as he tried to get more of his cock into her mouth. She was sucking and licking and slurping on his dong like a pro! He could feel his juices coursing up from his balls, and he cried out.
"Noowwwww! Uuuunnnnggghhhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
Connie sucked and swallowed as hard as she could when his juice started spurting against the back of her mouth. She pulled harder, trying to get the last drops from his throbbing shaft. When he was through, she licked him clean then stood up.
"Was it good, Tom? Did I do it right?"
"You sure did, honey! You sure did!" Tom heaved a huge sigh, then leaned back, contented.
"Well, how about you, Matt?" Alice said. "Would you like to have your cock sucked?"
"Hell, yes! I'm hotter than a pistol!"
"Okay. Lay down on the floor. You can eat my pussy while I blow you. All right?"
"Sure!" Matt went prone on his back, then Alice straddled his face, easing her twat down to his mouth as she grabbed for his pulsating prick.
"Just eat me nicely, Matt, and I'll suck your old cock dry."
She bent over to take his rod in her mouth, at the same time crouching down so Matt could reach her cum-filled cunny with his hot tongue. As soon as she had it in her mouth, Matt was lapping at her juicy pussy, licking and sucking.
"Ummmmmmm!" she nodded, her lips still around his slippery dick. "Ummmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!"
The boy reached up to grab her ass, then pulled it down even harder against his face as he licked and sucked her cunt. The folds of her pussy spread all over his face and nose as he dove in, her juices running down over his chin.
"Um! Um! Um!" he groaned as Alice pulled and tugged at his staff with her mouth. Her tongue was flicking all over the head of his dick, sending shivers of delight into his balls.
"Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmm!" Alice grunted, her head nodding up and down as she squirmed her cunt all over his face.
Connie got up from the chair, crossed to the couch, and sat next to Tom. She took his hand silently and placed it on her pussy, then guided one of his fingers toward her hot, tight hole. Tom looked at her, then knowing what she wanted, he slid two fingers into her twat and jacked her off while they watched the couple on the floor go into orgasm.
Alice and Matt writhed together, their bodies jerking and twisting as they both came. Then they stood up, breathing heavily, Matt's face creamy from Alice's twat.
"I think we should take a break, everybody," Alice sighed. "We want to be able to go on for a while yet, don't we?" She sank on the chair Connie had been sitting in and licked her lips.
"Tom, would you get me a drink, please? I think I could use one."
Matt went with Tom into the kitchen, coming back with pop for himself and Connie. When Tom returned, he had two dark drinks in his hand. He hadn't spared the bourbon.
"Here's to you, Alice," he toasted. "For thinking up one damned good idea!"
They all lifted their drinks.
"I know what I'd like, when we start again," Connie offered.
"What?" Matt asked.
"I'd like to have somebody eat my pussy. That's swinging! It's just as good as fucking, but different. Oh," she giggled. "You know."
"I don't see why not," Alice laughed. "I'm sure one of these guys would like to lap your cunt. How about you, Tom?"
"After I finish my drink. I'm beat. I'm not as young as you people, you know. Takes me longer to recover!"
"I know what, kids. Let's let Tom rest for a while. We can still have some fun. When we finish these drinks, I'll show you."
"Matt?" Connie said. "How come your prick is as big as your dad's? Are all men's pricks the same size?"
"Shit, I don't know," Matt replied. "I guess so." He put a hand around his dong, skinned it back to look at it, then he glanced at his dad's shaft.
"They are about the same size, aren't they?"
Alice could have told them all a lot about the size of pricks, but she didn't think she should. Tom might start asking her a lot of questions, and she didn't want to start that again.
Connie finished her pop. "Well, Aunt Alice? What are we going to do?"
"I'll show you. Matt, lay down on the floor."
When he complied, Alice straddled him, slipping her cunt down over his hard shaft.
"C'mon, Connie. You sit on his face. I'll fuck him while he eats your cunt. That way all three of us get something. Tom can watch while he's juicing up again."
Connie walked over, knelt down, then crawled forward until her trembling cunny was just over Matt's mouth. Then she sat down slowly until the lips of her fragrant pussy were touching his nose.
"Put your hands on my shoulders," Alice told her, placing hers on the girl's. "There! Now we can really work him over."
Matt pulled Connie's cunt hard against his face as Alice started her swirling motions on his dick. He crammed his tongue into her juicy hole until his nose was rubbing against her brown bunghole, then he started reaming her.
Connie looked down to watch Matt's big prick disappear into her aunt's hole, then reappear, slick and shiny from her juices. Alice's heavy tits were bouncing up and down as she worked the boy's cock over, hunching her ass back and forth, in and out, and all around. Matt was moaning into Connie's cunt, his hot breath shooting up her tube.
Alice watched the boy's chin moving in Connie's bush, his throat tense as he licked and lapped at the young girl.
"Is he eating you nicely?" Alice grunted to the girl.
"Oh, yes! His tongue is really working on my cunny!"
Alice smiled at the girl, then glanced at her young, firm knockers, swaying back and forth as Matt reamed her hole.
"Good," she said. "If ... he's ... eating ... you ... that ... good, I'll ... give ... him ... a ... gooood ... fuck!"
Tom's prick was doing a dance in front of him, jerking and twitching as he watched the two women gratify his son with their twirling cunts. He loved that boy, and he was glad things had worked out this way. Now he'd get all the fucking he needed right here, and wouldn't be out running around with some syphed-up tramp.
The females' tits were bouncing and swaying, as their asses writhed on the boy. Two luscious bodies working him over at the same time! Of course, all Matt could see was the back of Connie's ass, but he could taste her sweetness and feel Alice's pussy twisting his pecker almost off.
"Ummmmmmmm!" he moaned. "Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmm!"
"I ... think ... we've ... got ... him ... going ... Connie! I ... think ... he'll ... shoooot ... prettty ... soon!"
Connie had to suppress an urge to lean over and take one of Alice's big boobs in her mouth and suck on it. Watching her screw Matt's dong, and feeling his lips, mouth and tongue on her hot pussy, was getting to her, and she wanted to do something with her mouth.
" A a r r g g h h h hh ! " Alice moaned. "Uuuuuugggghhhhhh! Now!"
Matt's body stiffened, he jerked, then groaned into Connie's cunt as he exploded, shooting fiery cream into Alice's belly.
"Ohhhhhh! Ungh! Ohhhh! Unghhhhh!" Connie writhed and twisted on Matt's face, then her back arched as she had her orgasm, her stomach convulsing with the effort.
All three twitched, turned, writhed and jerked as their bodies reacted to the exciting feelings, then they all relaxed. Connie was the first to stand, her knees a little wobbly as she reeled to the chair.
Then Alice rose, dripping white cream all over Matt's belly as she stood up.
Matt just lay there, limply, unable to move for a moment. He opened his eyes slowly, glanced at the others, then moaned.
"What's the matter, Matt?" Tom laughed. "Can't you take a little fuckin'? "
Matt groaned loudly, then turned on his side, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "Not right now," he whispered. "I give up."
Alice laughed, grabbed Connie's arm, and held it high in the air.
"The women are the champion fuckers!" she shouted. "We outlasted both of them!"
"Not yet, you ain't," Tom growled, standing up. "I ain't goin' to let the men down like that! Bend over the chair, one of you. I'll give it to you in the ass!"
Alice winked at Connie. "You or me?"
"Oh, let me," Connie giggled. "I've never had it in the ass! I'd kind of like to try it!"
"Be my guest." Alice waved her arm toward the chair.
The girl walked forward, leaned over, then spread her legs as she grasped the arms of the chair. "Go to it, Tom! Stuff it up me!"
"Wait a minute!" Alice cried. "You'll hurt her with that big prick!" She ran down the hall to the bathroom, coming back with a small jar of Vaseline. "Here!" She rubbed the jelly all over Tom's dong, putting a bit more on the head, then she wiped some on Connie's anus. "Okay! Go to it, stud!"
Tom stepped up to the creamy white cheeks, skinned his dick back, then put it against the puckered brown hole.
Tom continued to cram it in until he felt her cunt-hair scrape against his sensitive balls. Her bung was so tight he knew he could only jam it in and out a few times before he'd have to shoot off, so he let it soak for a few seconds.
Connie caught her breath, then swore. "Goddamn! What did you stick up there? A telephone pole?"
"Just a good prick," Tom laughed. "Just a good prick. You hold on, now! I'm gonna really throw it to you!"
He eased it almost all the way out, looking at the brown streaks all over it, then crammed it back in, hunching his ass mightily with the thrust. As he continued to pump, his balls slapped against Connie's twat, wetting them with her juice.
"Ohhhhhh! Jesus, that feels good!" Connie cried. "Push it in all the way! Oh, my! Ummmmmmmm! Ohhhhhhh!"
Tom shot off quickly, as he knew he would, filling her shit tube with his hot milky fluid. Then he backed away, his juice dribbling from her hole when he had his soiled prick out.
Connie sank down to the floor weakly. "Whew! That's about all I can take for one night. I give up, too!"
Alice smiled at Tom. "Well, we outlasted the kids, didn't we? Let's go to bed and fuck. What do you say?"
"Lead the way!" Tom grinned.
From that night on, all of their lives changed.
Alice no longer had any desire for the young boys at her studio, and eventually closed it, after she and Tom were wed. With Matt around any time she wanted a young piece, she didn't have to look any farther.
Tom was completely satisfied. For once, he had more ass than he knew what to do with, and he couldn't have asked for better. It got to be so much for him, that some evenings he just sat and watched the others.
Connie got on the pill right away, and with no worries about pregnancy, had a living ball with Matt and Tom. She slept with Matt every night, even after they went back to school. When the girls at school whispered and squealed about sexy jokes and stories, she just smiled. She knew all about the real thing.
And Matt was in seventh heaven! He had the best fuck in town practically every night, and when he wanted a change, he stuck it into Alice. And they were both crazy about blowing him, so he could even have that whenever he wanted it.
Even if any one of them could have changed things, they wouldn't!
