Marie Channing loudly slammed the front door of her apartment and stormed through the living room. Her roommate, Carrie Miller, lay nude on the bed admiring the latest centerfold in Playgirl.
"Hi."
"Hello," Marie said, flinging her purse noisily on a chair.
"Look at the whang on this well hung stud," Carrie smiled, turning the magazine around so Marie could see the picture.
The sight of the handsome, muscular man with his thick dick draped over his hairy balls sent shivers of erotic delight up Marie's thighs.
"You look," she said angrily, and began removing her clothes.
"Hey, what's with you!"
"Me, that's what with me," Marie replied, removing the harness of her bra from her huge tits and rubbing the marks it had left. "My Sex-Ed class made a fool out of me in class again today!"
Carrie shrugged. "I told you when we graduated... be a secretary, never a teacher. The pay is better and the men are older!" Carrie suddenly bit her lip and looked at Marie. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Marie said, removing the last of her clothes, her skimpy, see through panties, and entering the bathroom.
Behind her on the bed, Carrie just shook her head. Wow, the pretty blonde thought, how in the hell can you expect to teach sex education when you've never been laid!
In the bath, Marie turned on the shower. While she waited for the water to become warm, she slowly studied herself in the mirror.
She was beautiful; there was no doubt about that. Her face was cameo-shaped, and her eyes were a radiant sea-blue hue and as large as miniature tea-cups.
But it was her fabulous body which really got to men and drove them wild.
Most girls who were built tall, sinewy and supple were flat-chested bean-stalks. But not her. No way. Marie had firm, proud, high peaks for breasts, curvy, stream-lined legs, and a firm round ass. She could wear the most audacious of skirts, to encase and show off her legs, and at the same time, wear a tight-fitting, slinky dress to call attention to her other incredible assets-firm, full tits and a lilting, sensuous behind.
Whenever she walked by casually on the street, she could sense many men's eyes upon her, eating her up, getting fantastic hard-ons.
All in all, at twenty-three, Marie was in the full prime and bloom of her young womanhood.
And yet she had never once been fucked!
The same thoughts ran through her mind that had just run through Carrie's: How can a woman who's never been laid teach Sex Ed to somebody else?
It wasn't that Marie didn't want a man. She did, in the worst way. It was just that she was strangely afraid of them.
And so, even as early as high school, she had used other girls to assuage her desires. Her tastes ran to women like herself, women who would indulge her senses, whip her into a frenzy while they satisfied themselves on her body in any way they pleased, mild or violent.
And her current lover was her roommate, Carrie. But Carrie wasn't at all like Marie. The blonde got her sex anywhere, any way she could... men, women, or both.
Marie's mind whirled as she stepped under the shower and remembered the beginning...
Her friends, playing a game among themselves, had bragged about their parents, about what their fathers did for a living. One of them turned to Marie and said, "But you don't have a father, do you?"
"No," Marie replied quietly. "Just a mother."
"Not even a dead father?" asked her playmate.
"I don't know." The confusion and panic of a child asked to match conventions with a playmate and found wanting.
"That's funny. I know a couple of kids and they don't have fathers. But they know they once had fathers, even though they know they're dead. Why don't you know about yours, Marie?"
Marie tried to change the subject. It was a question that had, bothered her for as long as she could remember; not having a father when all the other kids seemed to take theirs for granted.
It had always been just her mother and herself, her young, pretty but sloppy mother who wanted the little girl to call her by her given name, Kate. "After all, I'm just a few years older than you are, honey." The husky voice, smelling of heavy stuff, stuff her mother drank out of a bottle she kept in the closet. "Just call me Kate. Everybody else does. That way, people will think we're sisters. Huh, baby?"
But Marie didn't want to be mistaken for Kate's sister. She wanted to be her daughter, the way other mothers and daughters and other daughters had mothers... and fathers, too.
There were always men chasing around the house, which was near some open fields on the north side of town. Some men stayed longer than others. They were Marie's uncles, Kate told her, and so the child's life was filled with Uncle Ned and Uncle Pete and Uncle Jerry. And little Marie hoped that one day there would be a man who would come in and announce himself as her father and then she would be like all her other friends.
Kate worked during the day while Marie went to school. She did sewing and repairing for a tailor on Main Street. When she came home at night, she was always very tired and drank from the bottle in the closet to make herself feel better.
But that didn't help much, so she always went to bed early in her downstairs bedroom. That was why she sent Marie to her own bed early, especially when she had men callers, one of Marie's "uncles" coming to keep her company because she was so tired.
While she was in bed, she could hear her mother's laughter and the men's deep tones, and this made her happy because it meant her mother was enjoying herself and would most likely be in a good mood the next day.
She came home now, anxious to ask her mother once more about her father. Marie had asked Kate before but each time her mother had been too busy and had said she would tell her some other time. But Marie wasn't going to be put off today. She wanted to know; she just had to know.
Kate's hair was disheveled when Marie came into the living room, and she was laughing louder than usual. A man was with her, bit, with baggy pants and a jacket that smelled of tobacco, with a red face and potato nose that Marie thought very funny.
"Come in, honey!" Kate cried. "I want you to meet your Uncle Willy!"
The man's face seemed to get redder as Marie watched him and he shifted around on the couch as if his pants, baggy though they were, were too tight for him.
"I, uh, I didn't know you had a kid," the man grumbled from deep in his chest. "I thought we was gonna be alone."
Kate laughed. "Anxious, huh?" She then turned to Marie. "If your Uncle Willie gives you a quarter, will you go to the movies for awhile, baby?"
"I can't go alone," Marie insisted, still fascinated by the man's bumpy nose and his strange way of shifting about. "They won't let me in by myself."
"How about the playground?" Uncle Willy volunteered. "Don't kids go to the playground after they come outta school or somethin'?"
"Why, of course!" Kate responded brightly. "Give her a dollar, Willy. That way she can get something to eat for supper at a hot dog stand and she'll stay longer."
And so Marie, with a big dollar clutched tightly in her hand, had gone to the playground and then spent fifty cents on a hot dog and forty cents on a soda, leaving a whole dime to herself. She was tired and dirty when she got home.
Uncle Willy was still there. He was sprawled out on the couch taking a nap. His jacket was off and hanging on a chair, his shirt collar was open and his belt buckle was loosened.
Marie stared at the heavy, huge belly rise and fall with each snore of the man. Kate came out of the bathroom and found her standing there. Her mother looked blearier than ever as she weaved across the room, and very dragged out and unhappy.
"Mother," Marie whispered, "can I ask you something?"
"It's late!" her mother snapped. "You stayed out too long for a kid! Now get right to bed this very damn minute, you hear me?"
Marie heard her. So did Uncle Willy. He rose up on one elbow, peering at them through squinting eyes.
"What the hell's the racket?" he demanded.
"That kid still here?"
"She's going to bed right now, Willy," Kate said soothingly.
"I didn't bargain for no kid hangin' around all the time. She's already cost me a buck extra. Get her the hell and gone out of here or I'll get outta here myself an' you won't get a goddam penny from me."
Kate pushed and prodded Marie upstairs. "You get right to sleep now, honey, you hear? Uncle Willy's had a long trip and he needs his rest. Now you had a nice time at the playground and you had a nice hot dog, so you just go right to sleep and not a sound out of you."
Marie decided she didn't like this latest uncle. Some of the others had been a little rough with her, especially after they had helped Kate with the bottle in the closet, but none quite as bad as this one. He scared her, she decided as she undressed for bed. And she wasn't sorry she had to go to sleep, either. It was a good way to keep from listening to that awful man and from looking at him, too, him with his funny potato nose and his rumbling belly.
She closed her eyes and thought of pretty things, of twilight shadows at sunset, of a brown deer leaping across a road, and of how she would look when she grew up, like her pretty mother, brunette and blue-eyed, knowing she would change once she was past being a kid.
Suddenly she woke up, knowing she had been asleep but wondering what on earth had awakened her.
Then she heard it again, the sound that had brought her out of a deep sleep, heard it in the darkness like a peculiar voice from a womb. It was a long, low, painful wail of agony, vaguely familiar to her.
"Mother!" she breathed. "It's Mother! Something's hurting her!"
Trembling with cold and fear, the girl silently stole out of bed. She didn't even bother to look for her slippers or her robe in the grim darkness, but stole down the steps in her thin nightgown, feeling her way with her bare feet toward the groaning, moaning wail coming from her mother's bedroom.
The glow from the outside street lamp cast a light pall over the living room, giving her something to see by. Her mother's bedroom door was partly open. Now the sounds were more intense, more rapid, more painful.
"She must be sick," Marie thought in fright. "Terribly sick."
A few halting steps brought her to the door, afraid to see her mother in the throes of death. But what she saw, for Marie, was worse than death.
She saw what at first appeared to be a great heaving mass of naked flesh by the light of the street lamp. It was writhing and heaving and out from its depths came the awful wail of her mother's voice.
Marie Stuck her head in farther, narrowing her eyes in order to be able to see better. Now she saw that it was two forms, one on top of the other, one charging at the other with purpose and violent strength, a great heaving brutal turmoil, of legs and buttocks and back and arms.
"Oh, my God, Willy!" Kate cried, her voice seeming to catch in her throat. "You're killing me!" Uncle Willy was killing her mother! Marie didn't know how he was doing it except that he was doing it somehow with the great force of his body, throwing it at Kate, heaving it at her with all his strength.
And Kate, she now saw, lay there, twisting to try to get away from the assault, turning her head every which way, clutching at his back, digging her nails into him, running her hands down, down, trying to hurt him so that he would leave her alone.
"Kill me!" Kate screamed. "Kill me, lover!" And suddenly Marie found herself rushing into the room, crying. "No! Don't let him kill you, Mother! Mother!"
"What the hell...?" Willy turned, his face twisted and ugly, to stare at her.
Kate only looked at her blankly, still lost in the weakness of his force. "Get the hell out of here, you miserable kid!" the man roared, turning his entire body away from Kate, lifting himself off the supine woman to face Marie.
And then Marie saw the man's huge, ugly cock, and knew why her mother had been screaming. The man had stuck that huge thing in her mother's body! It was a wonder that her mother was still alive!
"You little devil!" the man hissed.
Marie screamed, her eyes fixed on him, staring in horror at something she had never imagined to exist. She saw him raise a ham-like hand and saw it coming down fast toward her, and the next thing she knew the room and her head exploded and the floor seemed to rush up toward her with a roar.
She lay flat on the floor, her face pushed into the carpet, and came slowly out of her daze. She could see now, but she couldn't move, so great was the pain that engulfed her face and head.
And what she saw there in the shadowed darkness was the completion of the act of the assault upon her mother, and Kate welcoming it, wanting it, begging the ugly, wretched beast of a man to do it again and again and never, never to stop.
Marie fainted.
To her surprise, Kate actually invited Uncle Willy to move in with them.
And two weeks later, with her mother at work, he came into her bedroom. He was drunk and mean and naked. His huge penis was hard and Marie awakened to see it directly above her face.
"It's time you and me had some fun, kid."
Marie screamed.
He slapped her hard across the face, then produced a belt and began to whip her. She sprawled on the bed under the hissing blows and cried when they landed, leaving red traces across her young body. Then he tied her to the bed, spread-eagle. Her body formed an X on the bed, with ropes holding her wrists and ankles. He ripped her flimsy nightgown into shreds, and she lay before him, sobbing and naked.
"Now I'm gonna give it to ya, kid... you an' me is gonna have a nice little fuck!"
Marie remembered the agony he had put her mother through. She used her wits, telling him that it would be more fun if he untied her.
He did, and Marie started to run. He caught her, twisting her arms behind her back and turning her in front of him. With one hand holding her, he took her face and kissed her roughly. To his surprise, the young girl relaxed against him and began returning his kiss. Then he felt a tongue in his mouth. He sucked on it. She squirmed close to him and he let her hands go. He was now reaching around and gathering her small rounded buttocks in his hands.
"Mmmmm," she said. "You kiss good."
With that, he kissed her again and again. Feeling the warm bulge between his legs, she reached down and touched it. She lifted her legs. She had young, developing breasts that pushed lightly against his chest. She ground her naked cunt on that bulge between his legs.
He kissed her on the neck and felt her body tremble as the chills raced down her spine. She shoved his cock between her legs and ground her naked clitoris around and around on the blood-engorged pecker head. He could feel the wetness of her virgin pussy as the silken hairs and lips kissed the top of his prick.
Heavy with desire and afraid that she might change her mind at any second, he grasped the top of her head and forced her to her knees. With her eyes tightly closed, Marie descended to the floor, and did not open them until the pungent smell of his naked meat penetrated her nostrils.
Without waiting for any command, she reached forward for his erect prick and stroked it as she had seen it done in the stag films her mother's boyfriends used to watch late at night when she was supposed to be asleep.
Thinking only to get it done, she licked at the prick head, down along the sides of the throbbing shaft, and down to his balls. She caressed them and sucked them into her mouth as Willy moaned in lusty ecstasy above her.
Then, tracing back along the burning flesh, she opened her lips and took his cock deep into her young mouth.
Wild with frenzied passion, he thrust his naked prick deep into the warm, sucking mouth. Just as he was sure his hot, sticky cum was going to spurt from his balls, Marie pulled her lips from his cock and ran, still naked, from the room and the house.
A neighbor took her in and called the police.
Marie was subsequently put in a foster home with a nice young couple, Frank and Joy Denton, and she never saw her mother again.
Six months after Marie went to live with the Demons, Frank died. For days after his funeral, Marie lay awake in her bedroom, listening to Joy crying herself to sleep.
At last, one night she couldn't take it any longer. She slipped from her own bed and entered her foster mother's bedroom. She crawled into bed with Joy and took the woman into her arms.
It was as if it had all been part of a master plan. Without words, the woman and the girl silently undressed each other.
It wasn't a conscious movement, but Marie suddenly found her hand on Joy's round, ample breast. She felt the woman's nipple swelling at once to throb heatedly in her palm.
Joy's head rolled over until her lips were against the soft, warm flesh of Marie's tit where it was bare. She kissed the breast tenderly and sudden shock waves of pleasure rolled through the young girl's body.
"You have beautiful breasts, Marie, darling," Joy murmured softly.
"So do you, Joy."
The woman rolled around on the bed. Her huge breasts seemed to leap outward from her body toward Marie's face. They seemed bigger and more beautiful than she had ever seen them.
Marie placed a hand on each of Joy's breasts and rubbed them warmly. "How firm and smooth they are," she whispered, "and how beautiful." Then her mouth opened wide and she was filling it with silken flesh and nipple as she sucked one and caressed the other.
Her hand and mouth changed positions, and she sucked the other lovely tit as Joy's fingers found her clitoris.
She softened, her body a sudden mass of sexual desire. It didn't matter at that moment whether it was a man or a woman. She just wanted sex, and lots of it. Her clit hardened and lengthened as her arms slid around Joy's neck.
"You're beautiful, baby," the woman murmured, lowering her stupendous body over the young girl's.
As it molded over her own, pussy to pussy, tit to tit, Marie accepted the total sex it had to offer.
Cum, I just want to cum, Marie told herself, arching her hot hips forward, grinding the matt of her pussy against the hard bone of Joy's mound. She's so good, she knows how to do it, how to turn me on!
"Sweet pussy, sweet pussy," Joy breathed. "I'm going to love it like it's never been loved before."
Little did Joy know, Marie smiled, that her pussy had never been loved before, at all.
Joy's mouth was suddenly on her cunt and the woman's tongue was up her crack.
Marie started to cum at once.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, Joy, what's happening to me? It feels so wonderful, so strange! I love it! Whatever you're doing, do it some more!" the young girl cried. "PLEASE, DO IT SOME MORE!" She wailed as an ocean of pussy-cum flooded Joy's sucking mouth.
The woman swallowed furiously, savoring every drop without hesitation, wanting to give her female lover all the ecstasy she could.
It was over in a few minutes. They lay in each other's arms, each nursing her own thoughts. Joy was worried that Marie might have second thoughts about what she had done, but Marie was smiling up at her, showing that she loved the whole experience, and would soon be ready for more.
Joy put the young girl through college, and there were many more female lovers for Marie. But no men...
Marie stood for a long time under the shower, letting the jet-like spray wash away fucking from her mind and body.
Or trying to.
It didn't.
As the needle points of water struck her upturned breasts, they tingled in much the same way they reacted to the touch of her hands.
Her mind floated, roaming to the bed and to Carrie. Without even realizing what she was doing, her hand trailed down over her breasts and belly. She combed through the thick mat of her pubic hair. Using her fingers, she found her cunt slit and traced the puffy, hair-fringed lips clear back to her asshole.
Abruptly, her searching fingers slipped back and forth through her cuntal slit. Her pussy got wetter. The juice ran from her cunt and trailed down her fingers. The more she probed, the greater came the image of Carrie.
As she stepped out of the shower, she saw the full-length mirror on the bathroom door and, grinning to herself, stood once more in front of it as she dried the water off her proudly uplifted breasts with a towel, and then dropped it to the floor. She reached up and cupped the heavy, firm globes of tit-flesh and turned around to get a full view of her nakedness.
She began caressing her naked nipple tips, squeezing the sensitive tip between her fingers, pinching them, rolling them beneath her palms. She felt a tingling sensation down inside her cuntlips.
She squatted in front of the mirror, reaching between her legs and used her thumbs to peel back the wet lips of her pussy. She used one hand to hold her cuntlips wide open and slid the middle finger of her other hand up and down the juicy slit, moving it back and forth from her hole to her glistening clit. When she put pressure on the little button, she gasped.
She groaned, pushing her clitoris harder against her probing finger. It felt as if electrical jolts were rocketing through her heated cunt.
Then suddenly the bathroom door flew open and Carrie was grinning down at her.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long, honey. How many times have I told you that you don't have to do that to yourself?"
CHAPTER TWO
On the bed, Carrie stuck one of her tits into Marie's eager mouth.
Marie let the nipple slide in between her lips and flicked at it with her tongue. Then she was chewing and tonguing the soft flesh hungrily. Carrie groaned from the wetness at her nipple.
"That's it, darlin', kiss 'em, SUCK ON MY TITS!"
Marie released one huge globe and wrapped her hands tightly around the other. Gently, she squeezed under the huge melon. It became a projectile, pointed directly at her mouth.
"Suck... suck... SUCK!" Carrie chanted.
Marie's head lowered, her lips parted and her darting tongue laved the thrusting nipple. Carrie's body started writhing. She breathed deeply, shoving the end of her tit into the brunette's mouth. Marie sucked, drawing the nipple and the softer skin of the areola into her throat. The faster she tongued and the harder she sucked, the more Carrie's tortured body heaved.
"Ohhh, it is good... it feels so good!" Carrie crooned, keeping her tits wriggling as she enjoyed the tongue's soft, sensual strokes. "Keep it up, honey. Don't stop... keep sucking on it!"
Marie kept sucking with her mouth as she freed her hands, letting them roam soothingly over her lover's perspiration-soaked nude body.
When Carrie was sure her cunt was close to explosion from just the breast sucking, he started shoving the girl's head down across her sweating belly.
"Roll over," Marie moaned. "Sit on my face! Fuck my mouth with your pussy!"
Carrie curled her fingers in Marie's hair and flipped her over onto her back. At the same time, she whirled her own big body to end up on top of the brunette.
"Yes... yes!"
Carrie rested her ass down over the girl's tits. She pulled Marie's face upward and smeared it with juice from her cuntal lips.
"Grind your sweet tongue in there, baby. Use it like a cock and fuck me with that tongue!"
Marie eagerly complied. The heavy lips of the blonde's cunt were mashed over her nose. She shoved her tongue forward and gasped when a flood of hot juice gushed into her mouth.
"Swallow it! Swallow my juice and SUCK SOME MORE!" Carrie wriggled and writhed, striving to get more and more of the girl's tongue up her cunt. "Yeah, yeah, that's it. OH, FUCK, THAT'S IT!"
As the hot, hard tongue moved up and down her slit, Carrie could feel waves of sexual excitement surge through her pussy, her belly, clear up to the tips of her tits. As it always did, the shaking inside the soft walls of her cunt quickly drove her into a state of wild ecstasy. She began to use her hips, twisting them back and forth, jerking them up and down, in response to the swift, exciting strokes of Marie's tongue. "Oh, yessss, that's good, baby. Good, good!" she cried.
"MMMMMMMM," Marie groaned. "Faster, honey. Move it faster now!"
"OHHMMMMMM!" Marie was almost cumming herself from the delicious sensation of having her entire face covered with Carrie's writhing, demanding pussy.
"FUCK ME WITH IT! THAT'S IT! THRILL MY CUNT UP WITH YOUR WONDERFUL TONGUE!"
The faster Marie shoved her tongue in her cunt, the more it felt like a real fuck to Carrie. As her passion mounted, it became more than just a fuck. It became the best possible fuck, the greatest stimulation her cunt could receive.
"I LOVE IT! Oh, shit, I love it! Keep shoving it into me, darling! Shove it all the way! Put your fingers in there with it! Jesus, I'm almost there! Don't stop. I want it. I really want it ALL!"
As the tongue kept up its thrilling reaming of her cunt, Carrie could feel the waves of agitation shooting up her spine even more rapidly than before. The juices were literally shooting in great globs from the walls of her cunt and cascading down to soak the crease between her ass cheeks and the asshole itself.
She screamed and slammed her fleshy thighs over the brunette's head as she felt her cum start.
"OH, AHHH! OH, FUCK! You got it, honey, I'm THERE! Tongue it, lover, working on my fucking clit! Yes, YESSSSSSSSS!"
Carrie's cries of pure ecstasy rang from the walls of the room as her steaming cunt climaxed, sending streams of sticky juice from her cuntlips over the girl's bobbing, straining face.
"Once more. Keep it up... you'll bring me off once more!"
The juices pumped steadily from her cunt now. Her body went wild over Marie's face. She reached back and grabbed the brunette's tits, kneading and squeezing the huge globes as a second cum wracked her fevered body.
At last she toppled from Marie's body to lie on her back, her eyes closed, to enjoy the aftermath of her scintillating double climax.
"Want me to do you now?" she asked, when she finally caught her breath.
"No, it's all right," Marie replied. "I came when you did just squeezing my thighs together!"
Carrie rose up on one elbow and looked down into her roommate's face. "Marie, why don't you let me put the dildo on and fuck you with it? Then you'll know how good it feels... "
"No!"
"Ohhhhh, you're impossible."
"No, just scared."
There was a long period of silence before Carrie spoke again. "I'm going to the beach with Ted this weekend. Why don't you come with us? Ted knows about you and me, and he's real gentle. We could have a threesome, and with me there to get you hot I'll bet you'd want him to fuck you."
"I'll think about it," Marie replied, lightly running her fingertips up and down the wet slit of her own pussy.
"That's all you ever do, just think about it!" There were another few minutes of silence, and then Carrie said, "You know what you really ought to do, Marie?"
"What?"
"If you really are afraid of men, why not pick out one of those young boys you teach and learn sex-education right along with him!"
For two days, Marie couldn't help but think about Carrie's suggestion. In fact she thought about both of them: fucking one of her students and accompanying Carrie and her current lover, Ted Main, to Ted's beach house for the weekend.
Ted was appealing and handsome. And Carrie said he was a wonderful fuck. But the thought somehow chilled her. And then one day Fate stepped in. It was raining one day when she left school. There wasn't a cab in sight and it would be twenty minutes until the next bus arrived.
Suddenly there was a car looming up in front of her, with the door open. It was one of her students, Phil Latham. Phil was a frail, shy, retiring boy who rarely spoke in class.
"Can I give you a lift home, Miss Channing? You're going to get soaked waiting for the bus."
"I'm already soaked," Marie laughed. "Thanks!"
All the way to her apartment, Marie thought about it. And then Fate stepped in again. Phil's car flooded out a block short of her apartment.
"Darn, it always does this when it rains."
"Will it dry out?" Marie asked.
"Oh sure, but it usually takes about an hour."
Marie made up her mind at once. "Look, Phil, why don't you wait in my apartment? At least it will be warm. We can have some coffee and... talk."
In the apartment, she showed the young man how to use the coffee maker and went into the bedroom to change out of her wet clothes.
She disrobed and dried her body, then spent a long time choosing her outfit. She opened her closet and flipped through all her clothing. She wanted to be sure to pick the outfit that would be the most stimulating for Phil. She had a lot of clothes in the closet, but only a very special combination would do the trick.
She picked out a blue tank-top. It was made of ribbed cotton, and it showed off all the ripe curves of her body to tantalizing perfection. She pulled on the skimpy cotton jersey, and then looked at herself in the mirror. Her round breasts looked soft and touchable. Her long legs were smooth and lithe. The top didn't even cover the furry bush of her moist and dripping cunt.
She pursed her lips and reached out with her fingers to pull the shirt down over her pussy. She had never felt so sensitive down there and she enjoyed the feeling of having her juicy cunt so hot and moist. It made her feel good to know that she was alive and sexy.
Her next problem was whether to wear pants or a skirt. She was about to put on her pair of sexy velvet jeans when she had a sly thought. Suppose he wanted to feel her down there, and there was cloth to block his probing fingers? She changed her mind right away. She pulled out a brown leather skirt that she had left in the bottom of her closet. It was the shortest she owned. It barely covered her furry pussy. If she bent over she would expose the round buns of her ass.
She giggled as she wiggled into the leather skirt and checked herself in the mirror. It was sexy, all right. She would have to be careful where she sat down.
She decided on stockings, rather than pantyhose, for the same reason. She wanted to let Phil have the full field with his hands. She shivered when she thought that she was not only going to allow him to touch her, but that she was actually planning for it in advance.
She eased into a pair of flimsy nylon panties, squeezing her thighs together as she wiggled them into place.
She sat down and applied a careful coat of red lip gloss to her pouty lips. She pursed her lips, licked off the stray coloring, and put the makeup away. She slipped into a pair of high-heeled platform shoes. They made her ass high, and made her legs look even longer and sexier.
Marie admired herself in her mirror. She was dressed now. She knew that she would never wear an outfit like this to school, because she would stop traffic in the halls.
She could tell the effect on the boy the second she re-entered the living room. "Coffee ready?"
"Y-yes, ma'am," he gulped.
Marie chuckled. "We're alone and away from school, Phil. Why don't you call me Marie? I'll get the coffee."
She returned in a few minutes with two steaming cups and sat down at one end of the couch. After handing Phil his coffee, she stretched out, her head on the cushions and her legs along the length of the sofa. Her feet almost reached the boy and he had an excellent view of her nyloned legs, even seeing a little of the creamy skin of her thighs as her skirt worked up a little from her knees.
They talked about school and about class, which eventually got the subject around to sex. Marie knew she was having an effect on the boy and it rattled her a little.
To her surprise, he was also having a striking effect on her.
"More coffee?" he asked.
"Sure."
He got up, poured it for her, and, handing it to her, he sat at her side on the couch, his back to her but in a position to turn his body to look down on her face.
And as she put her coffee down and there was a break in their talk, he suddenly put a hand on her head and began to stroke her hair lightly.
"You've got lovely hair," he said weakly.
"Do you really think so?"
"It's beautiful. I've always liked really black hair, and especially when it's cut this way."
She said nothing and he shyly bent down and kissed it, moving his lips after a few seconds to her forehead. Marie hade no response, just held her breath to see what the next move would be.
"You know, Miss... I mean, Marie... you're about the most beautiful teacher in school."
Now! Do it now! Marie's mind screamed. Pull his head down and kiss him. Bring his hand to your tit! But she couldn't do it.
She slid away from him and stood. "Excuse me for a minute, Phil. All this coffee...!"
She ran from the room and into the bath, barely closing the door behind her. In one smooth motion, she undid her belt and pushed her skirt and panties to her knees.
The relief was what she needed. Strange as it seemed, her tension seemed to flow from between her legs with the piss. As she used the tissue, her mind was once again functioning in normal channels.
But the second she touched the syrupy folds of her pussy, it started all over again. "Oh, my God!" she gasped.
The tissue was nearly soaked. Her cunt was hot and seething. The juices had oozed in great globs from her pussy walls until they had stained her panties and even overflowed creating sticky lust on the insides of both her thighs.
She thought she was going to cry, but when her fingers touched the already hardened knob of her clit, she thought of Phil's youthful, tantalizing body only a few feet away.
Instead of crying, she closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the bowl. Her legs drifted apart, wider and wider. Her hands found the inner thighs close to her cunt. They were wet, sticky, and getting even wetter.
Suddenly there was a light on the inner part of her eyelids. It was like seeing a movie starring herself, her cunt, and Phil. His cock was between her legs. She used her thumbs to pull the glued-up lips of her pussy far apart.
She could see it; she could feel it.
Phil's throbbing, hard cock plunged deeply into her cunt. She could swear it was real. Her cunt was being beautifully reamed by a thick, young cock.
She groaned as the boy's meat probed farther and faster into her fuck-hole. Her knees flew apart a greater distance as the muscles in her thighs and her cunt twitched and quivered. And then he was home. His young prick was all the way inside her cunt with its hard ridge literally bursting with sexual intensity against her clitoris.
"Ohhhhh... yessss," she groaned in a whisper. "Cock, cock, cock."
She twisted and writhed as she raised her hips, shoving her cunt over the plunging meat. He withdrew until the ridge of his cockhead tickled the outer lips of her pussy and then plunged into her wet cavern again, harder, more intensely. His thick meat pierced her fuck-hole again and again, faster and more furiously with each thrilling thrust.
Marie moaned, sighed and threw her head from side to side with the joyous intensity of the imaginary ramming prick. She could feel the soggy slickness of her juices running out of her cunt, across her. fingers and dripping into the bowl beneath her ass. Her juice was thick, almost like a man's cum as it poured from her open pussy like a flood.
The big hunk was stroking against her clit in a steady, pounding rhythm. It alternately tickled and mashed the swollen bud until waves of warm, sexual frenzy rolled through her tortured body.
The walls of her cunt began a rolling spasm as they contracted rhythmically around the thick cock.
She moaned again, louder.
She was going to cum, she knew it. She could feel it.
Her cunt was only waiting for that one, last powerful stroke to throw her whole body into ecstasy.
Then the sound of a door opening and closing jarred her senses back to reality.
Then the voice. "I heard you groaning. I thought something was wrong... " It was Phil's voice. He was there with her, in the bathroom.
Marie looked down at her own body, nude below the waist. Her eyes strained, the fuzziness disappeared, and she saw the dark mound of fur over her widespread cunt glistening with the juices of her diddling. Two of her fingers were jammed to the last knuckle up her cunt, spreading the cunt folds far apart.
She raised her eyes back up and saw him standing there, gazing down at her with unbared lust in his eyes.
"OH, AHHHH!" she cried, leaping to her feet and clawing at her skirt and panties.
She missed. Down to her ankles they fell, so that when she tried to take a step, she fell directly into his arms. Then his arms were around her, clutching her, pulling her hard against him. The thin material of her top did nothing to stop the heat that passed between his chest and the two tits that were crushed against it.
She almost swooned in his arms as she felt his hands cup her cunt and pull her forward. The wet cushion of her pussy mound was crushed powerfully against the throbbing bulge between his hips. Through the tight jeans he rubbed the hard, raw bone of his cock across her belly and against the split opening at the top of her cunt.
The rough material parted her velvety folds and she felt her clit wantonly reach out to greet him. On contact, she squirmed and whimpered. His hands were all over her. Roughly, they yanked at her top. Her tits bounced free, the tips hard as marbles and thrusting.
Again she was crushed against him, his breath hot on her neck, her tits spread like soft melons across his young chest. Now only his T-shirt separated their flesh, and the heat became unbearable as her skin rippled and quivered at the contact.
No! her mind screamed.
Yet her body denied the mental insistence. She went almost limp, sagging against his pressuring body, held up by arms that continued to grind his now rampaging meat against her flowing cunt. Her mind kept screaming, No, no, no...
I'm not a whore... this boy... evil... NO!
Phil couldn't hear her mind and he wouldn't have paid any attention if he could. Seeing her there, nude, with her hand up her pussy, had driven him into an instant frenzy of sexual need and lust.
He mashed his hand against the back of her head, entwined his fingers in her hair and turned her face up to him.
For a split second their eyes met... hers open wide with a mixture of fear and frustration, his narrowed with purpose and intent.
"Wow," he whispered, "you're so beautiful.'" He kissed her, his lips crushing and grinding hers until her lips parted and her teeth came apart. His tongue shot into her mouth and sought hers. Their saliva mixed and spilled from both their mouths to drip from their chins to her milky tits. He sucked at her tongue, nibbled it roughly but lovingly with his teeth. He twisted his face from side to side on hers, sucking at her tongue until he had drawn it deeply into his own mouth.
Marie was breathing in rapid gasps now that expanded her already swollen tits and pushed them harder against his chest and into his hand. His other hand continued to caress the center of her ass, pulling and twisting her body against him. His own hips worked from side to side and back and forth, grinding his painfully compressed prick against the fiery furnace of her cunt.
At last he broke the kiss and pulled his head slightly away from hers. He groaned as he looked down at her, still clutching her in a viselike grip with his hands and arms.
"I want you... I want you so bad. I want to fuck you!"
She had been about to fall, like a whore, on the tiled floor and raise her legs up high and wide for his huge cock. She had been almost at the point of asking, begging this boy to do anything and everything to her right there in the bath.
But what he said and the way he had said it jarred her back to rational thinking. It had made her stop and think just the split second she needed to weigh her situation and realize her foolishness.
She nearly fell again as she wriggled and twisted from his grasp. "No!" she hissed, a sudden calmness in her voice that surprised both of them.
"Please," he whispered, and took a step toward her.
Her hand flew out and up like the tongue of a snake. Her fingers were curved like talons as she raked him twice across the face before he could catch her wrist.
"Please... please let me," the boy groaned, almost crying.
"I can't, Phil!" Marie cried. "I'm sorry... I just can't!"
But the desire was still in his body and it wasn't lessened any by the way she was pressed, all but nude, up against the wash bowl. Her tits bounced provocatively. The nipples were hard and dark pink in color. The even darker aureoles around them were larger than silver dollars and nearly covered the entire ends of her huge, jutting tits. Her legs were still slightly spread so he could clearly see the parted slit of her pussy and the slickly smooth pink cunt-flesh it only partly hid.
She was a beautiful woman, and he wanted some of her.
"I'll show you how much I want you." He flipped the button on his jeans and smoothly slid the zipper down. He wore no shorts, so the dark mat of his pubic hair was clearly visible as the flaps of his jeans fell open. And at last his huge, hard cock was free. "No... don't... "
"I won't touch you," he said. "I won't even breathe on you." The boy's hand started jerking on his rigid meat.
"Phil... please-what are you doing?"
"You do it, too," he moaned. "Do it to your pussy while I do it to my dick."
The more she watched his fist whip his cock, the hotter she became. Then her fingers were back in her cunt.
"Yeah, yeah, like that!" he cried. "Ohhh, your pussy is beautiful!"
Marie's fingers started rotating faster and faster on the hardened nub of flesh at the top of her cunt. Her fingers were on either side of her distended clit, rubbing it, caressing, torturing it.
The wild sensation she was inducing in her own body was heightened by the boy himself. His hands became a blur as it flew back and forth on his huge prick. The swollen head danced in flying redness a full eight inches from his dark groin.
Marie reveled in the boy hearing her groans of passion as her fingers tore at her pussy. Because of the action of her own hand in her crotch, his passion grew wilder and wilder. A slurping sound came from her cunt-hole as her fingers worked faster and faster. They began to slide in and out of the slippery, steaming channel.
Juices flowed like a geyser from her cunt now. They streamed down her legs like tiny, silver rivers. Her legs were thrown wide open and her cunt gaped invitingly. She lost her balance and slipped to the floor. Still she continued to claw at her fiery cunt and knead her swaying heaving breasts.
She slid to her knees and found that her eyes were on a direct level with his cock. Then he noticed her position and slipped forward. Now his prick was only a few inches from her face.
But he stopped there. He had no desire to fuck her right at that precise moment. What she was doing to herself had so mesmerized him that he only wanted to continue whipping his cock toward a blissful frenzied release.
The fire in Marie's cunt got hotter and hotter as she watched the red knob of the boy's meat bounce and jolt only an inch before her face. A drop of fluid struck her chin. She spared it with her tongue and quickly swallowed its salty tang.
She could feel the ripple deep up inside her cunt. She was almost there. It was going to happen soon. She squeezed her thighs together in order to increase the pressure on her frenzied clit.
"Good... good... good," she crooned, "it feels so good... wonderful."
She rubbed harder and harder on the little bud of excited flesh. Then the heel of her hand was against her clit as two fingers were jammed up her dripping fuck-hole. The joy and sensation from her fingers made her jam even harder downward with her hip, driving her sex-hungry pussy over its tormentors.
Then the excitement in her body reached its highest peak. The thrill from her fingers alternated wildly between her throbbing clit and her pumping cunt-hole.
It was wild.
It was wonderful.
"I'm cumming... I'm cumming... cumming like hell!" she gasped.
"Me, too... oh shit, me, too!" the boy hissed, his hand like a wildly stroking piston over his pulsing cock.
Marie's muscles started to contract as the climactic spasms began.
"OH, FUCK... OH, FUCK... OH, AHH, CUM... CUM ALL OVER ME!"
she sighed.
Her teeth were clenched, her face suddenly contorted in pure erotic pleasure as the first spasms roared through her cunt. Her pussy muscles let go in the ripples of a pounding orgasm. Up and down her hips pumped her sloshing hole over the girth of her fist-fucking hand.
Phil came at the same time. Hot surges of creamy cum shot from the head of his cock to land in great gobs on her eyes, her nose, her mouth, and her chin.
It made her cream all the more.
His juice abated only in as much thai the thick streams didn't shoot quite so far. They landed on her heaving breasts instead of her face and throat. Line after line of gooey white jissum criss-crossed her creamy skin and dark nipples in kinky, crazy patterns. When both of their spasms had been completed, Marie closed her eyes and settled her bare butt back on her heels in exhaustion.
"Oh, yes!" the boy suddenly screamed.
Marie opened her eyes and immediately saw the fear spread across Phil's face with the realization of what they had done.
Suddenly he was running from the room and then she heard the front door of the apartment slam.
"Oh, Jesus, what have I done?" Marie groaned, slipping to the floor. "What have I done?"
Carrie found her like that an hour later. "Hey, what happened to you?"
"Never mind," Marie replied. "Do you still want me to go to the beach this weekend?"
"Sure."
"Good, because that's exactly what I'm going to do!"
CHAPTER THREE
The cabin was cozy and warm, with a fireplace .and only one bedroom with two big double beds.
All through dinner Ted and Carrie tried to keep up the chatter to relieve the tension. But it as still there, and got even worse as they watched television.
At last Ted rose and stretched. "Well, me for bed!"
"Me, too," Carrie nodded. "How about you, Marie?"
"Soon."
"Marie... " Carrie whispered.
"I will, Carrie, I will. Soon."
The couple went into the bedroom. Marie stared at the blank television screen for several minutes, then shut it off. She turned off the rest of the lights and then entered the bedroom.
It was dark, with just a dim shaft of moonlight coming through the window. She could barely make out the swell of Ted and Carrie's bodies in the other bed.
In the dark, she slipped out of her clothes, found her nightgown, and was just preparing to slip it over her head. Then she shrugged. What was the use. She dropped it to the floor and crawled naked under the covers of the empty bed.
She lay there for a couple of minutes, and then she heard a groan from the other bed. Suddenly she heard Carrie's voice.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes, that's it, Ted, play with my pussy... but do it gentle!"
"Like that?"
"Yes, oh yes, Ted!"
"Jesus, Carrie, your pussy's wet."
" 'Cause I'm hot."
"That's obvious," he chuckled. "I need it, lover."
"What?"
"Your cock... I want it."
Marie's body was quivering like a leaf in the wind. Her tits were on fire, as was her cunt under the rough manipulation of her own fingers.
"Tell me," Ted growled.
"Tell you what?"
"Tell me what you want!"
"I want your cock, Ted, darling. I want your big, hard meat in my mouth, up my pussy, in my asshole."
Marie wildly fingered her clit. Her head rolled to the side. She could see them outlined against the window. Ted vaulted his body up over Carrie's. Then he was between the blonde's upraised legs.
"There it is, baby," Ted husked. "There's my cock."
Ted eased his body down to cover hers. She cupped her huge breasts in her hands and held them out to his eager mouth.
He was kneeling between her legs now, and as he kissed the swollen, throbbing tips she held out to him, his hands found the soft warmth of her inner thighs and began to move. One worked on her silky warm skin, circling, massaging, and the other drove through the hair to touch the boiling moistness of her inner cunt.
Marie's breath caught in her throat as Ted's hands and mouth worked at Carrie's willing flesh, tasting and feeling the lust that filled her body. Almost immediately she felt her own cunt opening and closing as Carrie pushed one tit into his mouth and the other against his cheek.
He tugged her up over his thighs until her tits were against his face and her cuntal slit hovered, dripping, over his cock.
"Sure you don't want my meat up your ass first?"
"Not right off, honey," Carrie groaned hotly. "In my cunt first!"
"Whatever you say, baby. Put it where you want it!"
She reached down between them and grasped his meat. With her whole body shaking in anticipation, she guided the huge cockhead to the gaping mouth of her pussy. She took a deep breath.
"Fuck me!"
She groaned as he took her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed. His prickhead parted her unresisting cuntlips. Tentatively, she moved her hips around and around.
Marie saw the huge dick sliding into Carrie's cunt and her fingers went wild on her own pussy.
Carrie looked down and smiled when she saw only the base of Ted's thick tool, jerking like a hammering piston at the top of her slit.
"You're in me," she sighed.
"Damn near all of it," he said. "All right?"
"YEAH, YEAH, WONDERFUL! FUCK ME NOW, LOVER! FUCK MY PUSSY!"
Slowly, he began to fuck. Marie watched the long rod, slippery with juice from Carrie's cunt, glide out, then bore smoothly back into the depths of her swollen hole. She saw the hot tip open the tight, inner folds, then saw the folds come together as he pulled back for another stab.
Then Carrie's face was turned toward the other bed.
"He's fucking me, honey. Ted's got his big, hard dick up my pussy and he's fucking me beautifully! I love it, Marie, and you will too!
I promise! Finger your pussy, Marie, and get it all hot and slippery for Ted's beautiful cock!"
Carrie's leg muscles were working freely, moving without volition as she bounced up and down on his pulsing shaft in a race for satisfaction. His mouth was still on her fleshy, upthrust tits, moving from one to the other, and she closed her eyes and low moans of delight rumbled from her throat.
He stroked his tool up and down, in and out of her heated pussy, suddenly thrusting with longer, harder strokes that drew his cock nearly out of her tightly sucking cunt on the outward move, and then plunging upward into her gaping pussy until her widespread anal crevice pressed into his cum-bloated balls again.
With a guttural moan, he lowered his right hand, and his fingertips traced down the tightened flesh of her ass cheek until he found the small, puckering mouth of her moistened asshole.
"Okay? Okay if I do that?"
"Yes," Carrie cried. "Yes, I don't give a shit!"
"I got a big finger."
"GO AHEAD, DAMMIT!" She ground her bosoms against his chest and lifted her ass for him. "Do anything you want to do. Only don't take that beautiful cock out of my pussy!"
"Take it, baby," he growled. "Take it in both holes!"
"OHHHH, YESSS, MARIE," Carrie crooned. "It's wonderful. Ted's got his prick in my cunt and his finger up my asshole!"
"Good, baby, good?"
"Yesssss! Do it! Do it to me!" the blonde wailed.
Ted listened to her gurgling moans and thrust his finger even harder up into her tight asshole. He worked it around inside, stretching the hot, rubbery softness wider and wider.
"Now you're with it, baby," he sighed. "You're really with it."
"I know... I know," she cooed in his ear, mashing and rubbing her heavy, hot tits into the wiry hair on his chest. "I love it... it's fantastic... both holes... both at once. Oh, shit, don't stop... don't ever stop! I LOVE IT, TED, HONEY, I LOVE YOUR FUCKING!"
Wow, Marie thought, how in the hell had she taken it the first time? She must have been doped or drunk. But take it she had. And she was taking every stroke of it now. Can I? Marie thought. Can I take such a huge piece of meat up my pussy?
Then, suddenly, she realized that the sound and movement had stopped coming from the other bed. She opened her eyes. There was someone standing beside her bed. The sheet was being pulled from her body. In fear, she reached out. Then she sighed when she felt a breast.
It was Carrie.
"I'm gonna eat you now, baby," Carrie said. "I'm gonna eat your sweet pussy!"
"Yes, OHHH, YESSSSS!" Marie squealed, as the blonde's head went down to nestle between her thighs.
Carrie slid a pillow under Marie's creamy ass and moved her face toward the intoxicating musk of her cunt. Closer and closer she came to Marie's hot pussy. She placed her fingers gently on the oozing lips, and Marie began to writhe.
The blonde moved her mouth down into the succulent meat and began flicking her tongue at the juicy nest. The first several flicks were to tantalize the brunette and make her even wilder with desire. And they had exactly that effect. Marie began clenching and unclenching her fingers, squeezing and releasing her toes, and breathing heavily as if she were in the throes of labor.
"Please, please," she begged Carrie, "get your tongue into me before I go crazy!"
"Don't be so impatient, love," the girl replied. "The longer it takes now, the better it's going to feel later!"
"But I want it to feel good right now," Marie cried, thrusting her pussy up to meet Carrie's face. "Please... now!"
Carrie had planned to taunt the beautiful young girl for another five or ten minutes, but the urgent pleading was more than she could stand. Her tongue stiffened and moved swiftly for the pink slit. The lips of Marie's cunt were swimming in moisture as the tongue reached them and began gliding up one side and down the other.
Marie squealed unashamedly, and shoved her fists into her mouth to keep from screaming aloud. Carrie, aware of the effect she was having, warmed to her task now. This was going to be a session that she would never forget. Never!
Carrie tried keeping up with the elusive clit that was fairly dancing before her eyes, but it was difficult. Marie's hips were revolving so rapidly that the only way she could maintain contact was to sink her tongue deeply into the moist flesh. And that was exactly what she did. The tongue slid in deeper and still deeper while Marie writhed helplessly beneath her.
Once her anchorage had been secured, Carrie began a series of tongue manipulations that nearly put Marie into orbit. Each wriggle and flicker of the organ made the love juice pour from that sensitive spot. This continued until Marie, who never dreamed that she could become oversaturated, finally called for Carrie to stop.
But Carrie continued. She was so caught up in the lustful sensations that it was impossible for her to stop. She locked herself into the brunette's crotch even deeper, squeezed Marie's buttocks with fingers of steel, and began manipulating her tongue with the wildest maneuvers possible.
By now, Marie was on the verge of collapse. The exertion of so many orgasms had weakened her. The sensations down in her cunt were so acute that every touch of Carrie's tongue sent the juices flowing in a never-ending torrent. She knew that she had to escape from this tender trap or lose her sanity.
She didn't care, she was on her way to sexual fulfillment. Her eyes were closed but she could tell that someone had turned on the bedroom lights. But she didn't care about that either. She didn't care that Ted was probably watching Carrie eat her pussy.
All she cared about was the hot, hard tongue in her cunt.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes, SUCK! SUCK AND TONGUE-FUCK ME!"
Carrie feasted hungrily on the pink lips of her female lover's cunt. In a few moments the juices wre pouring from the spot and Marie's hips were rotating as if they were connected to a motor. Her hands crept down on the sheets until they reached a spot where Carrie's hands could join them. Their Fingers entwined and the flow of love passed between them.
"Oh, Carrie," Marie moaned. "You're making me feel so good. I love it. I never thought I could love it as much as I do now... but I really do. I'm cumming, baby... and cumming... and cumming... and I can't stop. And I don't want to stop. Not now, not ever!"
Then the hot tongue was gone from her cunt and the head was lifted from between her thighs.
Marie opened her eyes, and screamed. Ted was now between her thighs, his horse-like dick slapping against her belly.
"No, you can't... you can't do this! Please, no... this is a terrible mistake!"
"Hurry, Ted, hurry," Carrie cried. "Fuck her! I want to see your dick gliding in her pussy!"
His arms enveloped her, squeezed her against his naked body. His lips caught hers and sucked them into his mouth.
Marie fought, but his strength was far too great. His hands were all over her at once, ramming up between her thighs, around her back, pawing greedily at the firmly clenched cheeks of her ass, roughly fondling the soft mounds of her ripe, full tits.
"Just relax, honey," Carrie was saying. "Just relax and take it!"
Ted pulled Marie to him and crushed the nipples of her ripe lush tits into his hair-covered chest. His hands went down her back, over the white mounds of her deliciously formed buttocks and probed coarsely up between her thighs.
A poking, probing fingertip suddenly squirmed its way up between the soft hair-lined lips of her cunt, shoved up to the second knuckle in the fleshy tight sheath of her virgin cunt hole.
Marie screamed. He had ruptured her. Even through the haze of pain and fear, she knew that he had split her cherry. She could feel a trickle of blood running down her inner thighs.
Ted's lips searched for the jutting bud of her pinkly throbbing nipple as he lowered his head. He tightly clasped her to his naked body, holding her securely so she couldn't escape.
She saw the immense length of his thick cock bobbing, poised between her quivering thighs. A red cloud of panic passed in front of her eyes. Pain. Oh, God, it will be pain, she thought, more pain than I could ever stand.
Ted felt her body tense even more. She became as stiff as a board. He looked down into her fear-contorted face.
"It's all right, honey. Trust me. Just relax and it'll be all right!"
Then, suddenly, Marie came alive, her body bucking, struggling, trying desperately to throw him off.
"NO! NO, DAMN YOU! I CAN'T... I CAN'T! No... NOOOOO!" Her thighs locked tightly together.
He bunched and corded the taut muscles in his powerful thighs and buttocks. He pushed her thighs apart, then positioned the head of his giant cock at the entrance to her cuntal opening.
"GOD, NO, DON'T DO IT! I can't take it, PLEASE! I can't... PLEASE, DON'T!"
"Rip her, Ted, RIP HER!" Carrie hissed.
Carrie plunged her thumb in and out of her own cunt hole and sweated with anticipation as she watched Ted rub the head of his giant dick up and down Marie's slit.
His meat stood out from his hairy balls, a shaft throbbing and thick. He ordered Carrie to hold her still as he raised Marie's legs until her knees practically touched her tits.
"Hold her good and still," he said, spreading her thighs. "Now I'm gonna rip it apart!"
He positioned himself on his knees and centered the tomato head over the virgin passage. It was small and quivering, jumping at first contact. Ted hoped he wouldn't skin himself, and took time to finger it until cream appeared in the slit.
His finger was back in her cunt. "Gotta get you good and ready," he groaned.
The circular motion began again and his finger edged into the tightness of her pussy channel. The muscles were firm and hard, but as he worked them and massaged them and the finger inside gradually pressed farther and farther in and out, her cunt opened wide and two of his thick fingers edged in and around and plunged in deeper, stroking back and forth. While doing this, he edged in under her and pulled her hips up, wetting his prick in her pussy lips.
He brought his raging cockmeat up to her hot cunt.
His fingers had done their work well. Marie was once more turned on. She heard herself groaning and felt her hips lifting off the pillow.
He eased his mammoth rod into the swollen opening gradually, helping with his fingers and pulling her ass up as far as it would go. Then the cock jumped in and Marie screamed in pain as he slid the giant cock shaft deeper and deeper into her.
"YOU'RE SPLITTING ME IN TWO! It hurts, damn you! Pull it out! PLEASE, PULL IT OUT!"
He pressed deeper until he felt an obstruction. Then he eased out and rammed in again. He reached for her heaving chest and grabbed a tit in each hand. He began to rock back and forth, and as the pressure built inside him he pushed harder and harder.
With each thrust of the hard prick, Marie cried out, but he only smashed into her harder the next time. She thought she would faint, but she didn't. Instead, she pushed her buttocks high to swallow the big cock and soak up the electric pain. It exposed her clit and the overpowering pressure made her cry.
"You got it, honey," Ted moaned. "All the way up your sweet juicy pussy!" He rutted his prick deep up into the yielding flesh of her cunt.
She moaned and thrashed around beneath him, flailing her arms and legs out in all directions in a desperate attempt to escape the searing pain in her pussy. For a moment it took her breath away as she felt the giant cock stabbing higher and higher up between her thighs until she could feel his cum-filled balls smack heavily against her asshole and he had buried himself in her to the hilt.
She squeezed her eyes tightly shut as he squeezed first one breast and then the other, hurting the taut nipples cruelly, almost tearing them off.
Then, just as he had done to Carrie before, he stuck a finger up her tight asshole. But it didn't hurt. Suddenly she was wide open, loving the fucking she was getting.
She could feel his cock clear up to her throat, and the heat from it made her tits dance.
"Feel good now, honey?" Carrie cooed in her ear.
"Yes, oh shit, YESSSSS!" Marie shrieked. "Fuck me! FUCCCCKKKK ALLLLL OF MEEEEEEE!"
She was lovingly impaled between Ted's pulsating cock deep inside her quivering cunt and his finger shoving up inside her tightly clutching asshole. The thought made her squeal with pleasure. She began a fast twisting motion that rocked her back and forth, wantonly riding up and down on both his long hard prick and his rigid finger.
His mouth became more frantic on her nipples as he brought his free hand around to where his cock was slicing in and out oT her bouncing pussy. She felt him fondling the soft, hair-lined lips, milking at his massive shaft, and she shivered all over with total ecstasy. He continued caressing them until her widening pussy seemed to gape in hungry desire, swallowing the entire length of his hotly throbbing prick as he plunged upward into the very core of her being.
"Oh, yesss!" he cried suddenly. "I'm almost there, baby! Can you get it, baby? Can you cum?"
"I... I think... so."
"I'm gonna cum, baby!" he cried. "Hurry! HURRY!"
She, too, was about to reach orgasm and was impatient to have his tongue deep in her mouth. Opening her lips, she sucked. Moving her legs higher, almost to his chest, she worked her inner cunt muscles on the fiery shaft expanding and contracting within her.
She was a mass of lust, and her cunt blazed with delight, overpowering all other thoughts except the magnificent cock buried up inside her boiling belly. She was only vaguely aware of his hand running over her ass cheeks like searing tongues of fire.
His mouth, his hot, frictioning cock... this was it. This was the ultimate. This was what she had been waiting for.
And then, suddenly, she heard his choking voice and felt his long, hard prick swelling even larger. The pleasure was more than she could stand. Her nerve endings began shooting out in a shower of heat.
She was almost there. Reaching for it, grabbing it in a screaming blaze of passion, her body went wild.
"There... there... THERE!" Ted bellowed, sinking his teeth into her lip.
Marie tasted warm blood. Tears stung her eyes. But there was another kind of warmth, another kind of stinging flooding her cunt. Moaning, she tightened her legs, squeezing with all her might, digging her nails into his back, and pumping her sopping wet cunt hole onto his cock.
"OH, YES, THAT'S IT... THAT'S IT... IT'S GOOD... SO FUCKING GOOD!" he cried out, bucking up into her, his tautly corded muscles rippling.
Marie forgot everything except the thick cum jetting deep in her pussy. Her clit, it seemed, was a tuning fork, playing the notes of a glorious tune on her thighs, her belly, and her front and rear holes.
"All! All of it! Fuck it up my belly! FUCK IT ALL INTO ME!" she wailed in total abandon.
She held on for dear life as he doubled his efforts, splitting her with his stiff, throbbing meat, pounding into her with all the strength in his powerful body.
Marie felt yet another climax approaching. This time she slipped into a soft, glowing cum that started in her pussy and shot up to her head and then back down to her toes.
"Go, darling," she murmured when she felt him hesitate. "I'm cumming again... right now, honey... don't stop!"
As she swirled in near-madness, Ted lunged. He gripped one ass cheek and held on tight, then slammed forward repeatedly into her. The finger in her asshole plunged deep. Every nerve drew taut. Her back tingled, then suddenly arched. She held herself even when she snapped through her climax and right at the time when she was spilling over the edge, he spewed his cum in hard gusts and drove her the rest of the way, forcing her to collapse completely to the bed, literally drained of need, filled to the brim with satisfaction.
"Satisfied?" Ted grinned happily down at her.
"Completely," Marie purred. "Absolutely!"
From the side of the bed, Carrie chuckled. "I told you you would be. Ted's a super fantastic fuck!"
"Thanks for sharing him," Marie grinned at her friend.
Another chuckle from Carrie as she pushed Ted from Marie's body. "Why not? He shares with me!"
Marie reached down to touch Ted's cock lovingly. He flopped onto his back and yawned his legs apart. She hefted his prick in her hand, weighing it.
Then she suddenly flipped her body over onto his and popped his cock into her mouth, sucking and licking from it the combination of their cums. At the same time, she felt Carrie's head nuzzle between her thighs and knew the girl was going to suck Ted's cum from her pussy.
Damn, she thought, feeling Ted's meat harden up in her mouth, what have I been missing all these years?
CHAPTER FOUR
Monday afternoon, Marie asked Phil Latham to stay a few minutes after class. The boy did, and, even though she could see raw desire in his eyes, she also detected fear.
"Are you free this evening, Phil?"
"Ye... yeah," the boy gulped.
"Good. I think you and I should have a talk. Why don't you come by my apartment around seven tonight?"
"Well... uh, I think I might have a date."
"Oh?" Marie said, intrigued that she was probably the one who had turned this shy boy with the big cock onto girls.
Then, when he told Marie who he had the date with, she knew that was the case.
"Yeah, I'm goin'-out with Dolly Henderson."
"Is that so?"
Dolly Hederson had a sordid reputation for fucking every lusty lad in school who could get a hard-on. She was a huge-titted blonde who always spoke up in the Sex-Ed classes. Marie was sure it was because Dolly knew more about sex than the whole class and Marie combined. Marie had often envied the girl her openness.
"What time is your date, Phil?"
"Around nine."
"Well, that's fine," Marie said. "Why don't you have Dolly meet you at my place at nine... but you get there at seven."
Marie hurried right home after school and called Carrie at work.
"Carrie, please do me a favor?"
"Sure."
"Stay over with Ted tonight!"
"Got something goin, honey?"
"I hope so," Marie smiled nervously.
She took a long, leisurely bath and dressed very carefully.
A few minutes before seven, she took a last long look at herself in the mirror and smoothed the tight skirt over her flat belly and flaring hips. She turned sideways and smiled when she saw how her jutting ass filled the skirt and rolled under in two smooth curves to meet the back of her thighs.
She had a nice ass and she knew it. She loved to have men look at her when she walked down the street, loved to see how their eyes followed the wiggling bounce of those firm cheeks with each step she took.
She turned back face full to the mirror and breathed deeply. The twin bulges of her creamy tits rose high above the low cut of her blouse and the deep vee of her bra. As if to taunt herself with her own sexuality, she pulled first one tit higher in its cup and then the other.
She breathed again and imagined Phil gasping as the tits heaved upward in rippling fullness.
At seven sharp, she opened the door to admit a nervous Phil Latham. They sat on the sofa and Marie didn't waste any time.
"Phil, I've been thinking about what happened the other day."
The boy gulped nervously. "Y-yeah?"
"And I'm sorry. It was unfair what I did to you."
"It's okay."
"No it isn't, Phil. I'm going to make it up to you." She slid closer to him on the couch, watching his eyes gape at her tits through the thin blouse. "Do you like my breasts, Phil?"
"Oh, wow, yeah."
"How do they compare with other girls' breasts?" She cupped the huge jugs and squeezed them together into two, jutting, sharp points.
"Better, much better," he gulped. "Yours are so big, and so beautiful."
"They're soft, too, Phil," she purred. "Here, you can touch them if you like."
As if he were hypnotized, he slid to his knees in front of her and hesitantly ran his palms over the thrusting nipples. He groaned aloud when they bit into the skin of his palms.
"No, Phil," she whispered. "I mean really touch them." She covered his hands with hers and placed them over her tits. At the same time, she arched her back so that they would fill his hands and spill over for the benefit of his eyes.
"Go ahead... squeeze them, play with them, if you want to. Do you want to?"
"Oh, yes. They're... so beautiful. They feel so soft in my hands."
"I love it when you touch them, Phil," she crooned, working her tits hard into his exploring hands. "Have you ever done it with a woman... an older woman?"
"Uh... no... " he stammered.
"Would you like to?"
"I... think it would be the greatest."
"I'd like to do it with a boy, Phil. I think boys are so much more gentle, more alive than older men."
"Really?"
"Yes. Is your cock hard now, Phil?"
"Yeah, it's hard as hell."
"Stand up," she said, standing with him. "Pull your pants down and let me see your big, beautiful cock again!"
He did as she asked, his eyes riveted to the line of material at the top of her blouse.
"Can we fuck, Marie?" he moaned. "Can I stick it inside you?"
"Do you really want to?"
"Oh, yes. Oh, yes I do. More than anything I'd like to fuck you. Can we?"
Marie leaned forward until her lips brushed against the head of his cock. His skin was smooth and creamy in her hand as she pumped his prick. A drop of fluid oozed from its tip. She spread it with her tongue and then enveloped his cockhead with her warm, soft lips.
Phil immediately began shoving his cock right into her face. Inch by throbbing inch, his prick slithered over her tongue and down into her throat. Marie could taste the fluid that kept dripping faster and faster from the cock into her throat. She swallowed it greedily. As she opened her jaw to take the remainder of his prick into her throat, she could feel the sperm-tube vibrate wildly against her tongue.
He was cumming.
The cock strained in her mouth, the head pounded in her throat. She knew he was there, that he would cum soon. She sucked harder.
"Ohhhhh, yesss, my dick's on fire! IT'S CUMMING! IT'S CUMMMMMMINNNG!"
She drank down the first spurt and sucked harder for the second. Her fingers tickled his balls, urging them to release their full load into her waiting, eager mouth. His cock was buried in her face clear up to his balls. The head throbbed and spurted its last load into her.
She removed it and licked the throbbing cockhead clean. Using her hands, she squeezed the last few drops from his deflating prick, then rose to her feet.
And then, before he knew it, she was gone, into the bedroom.
"Hey...?"
"Just a second!" she threw over her shoulder. He waited. "Phil?"
He waited for a moment, then heard her call him again, softly, almost pleading. He moved to the doorway.
"In here," her voice called again.
He stepped through to face her. The covers on the bed had been thrown back. Her clothes were hung over a chair. She stood beside the bed, her gorgeous breasts reflecting the light from the lamp on the bedside table. The black hairs around her pussy sparkled against her white skin. He hesitated a moment, then moved to her.
"Phil...?"
"Ye... yeah?" he stammered. "This would be a lot more fun if you were naked too." He quickly stripped to his shorts.
She stood smiling as she waited. Her eyes glanced down at his shorts, then whipped back up to meet his.
"You suddenly shy or something?"
His shorts dropped to the floor, revealing his prick as it slowly erected, the head swelling as it stretched into the air, the skin sliding back to reveal the glistening shaft.
"Mmmm, I do like a well-hung man," she cooed, watching his cock once again grown to full erection. "I like something I can feel. I want to know it when it fills me. I want to wrap myself around something solid, solid like you."
She eased her hips back onto the bed as Phil moved on shaky legs toward her. He stepped to the bed, intent on taking her into his arms, on gently moving down onto her. She stopped him at the edge of the bed. She took his pulsing prick in both hands and stroked it against her cheek, toying with the skin along the shaft, then reaching under it to fondle his balls while she began to kiss the swollen cock.
"Nice and big," she murmured, "so big and strong, and hard."
Phil cupped her huge breasts. Each needed two hands to hold fully, he noted. A smile spread over his lips. Miles and miles and all mine! All this tit! All this pussy! All this, just sitting here panting for me! Hot damn!
"You're almost hard again," she cooed.
"Yeah,.I know."
"Want me to suck it a little more before you put it in me?"
"Yes... oh, yessss!" the boy cried. He eased beside her on the bed, reached under her legs and lifted her over to the middle of the mattress. He felt her teeth as her mouth closed over his cock. He began to throb as she sucked, his whole body shaking with the excit-ment of her hands stroking his balls, her fingers gliding tauntingly around the loose sac before returning to the skin along the shaft. "Why don't you do it to me, Phil?"
"Do?... do what?"
"Eat my pussy a little!"
"OH, AHHHHHHHHHH, YESSSSSS!" The boy eagerly straddled her, his arms still holding her legs. His mouth found her thigh. He began to kiss upward as he nestled against the vibrations beginning to pound around her cunt. The muscles tightened in the velvet legs as they came about his neck. Her thighs pulled his face into her pussy.
He nibbled along the soft skin at her entrance, then slipped his tongue inside teasing- ly, tauntingly. The throbbing in his cock increased as Marie began to suck on him harder and her teeth played lightly around the pounding head and her hands more frantically groped his balls.
They played erotic games with each other, toying, teasing, taunting, moving to the point of delicious pain, until both were throbbing, both covered with sweat, and both on fire with desire.
"Oh, oh, Marie, I'm gonna blow! I'm gonna blow my nuts right into your head if you keep sucking like that!"
Her head came off his hard dick and she threw her body back on the bed. "No, no, lover... I want it in my pussy!"
Wanting one more taste of her succulent pink gash, he filled his nostrils with the musky scent of her cunt. He sucked the juicy, tender lips of her pussy clear into his mouth. Then he used his tongue to ream the delicious-tasting walls of her cunt and flick against the throbbing clitoris.
As greedily and rapidly as he licked, he couldn't lick all the wealth of flowing juice that trickled in streams from her quivering cuntal lips. She felt more and more warm fluid flowing down into the hot crack of her ass, making it feel like a pussy itself, a hot, juicy pussy that became even more sensitive as she felt his finger enter her asshole and roll around and around in every-widening circles.
"Oh, yes Phil, it's soooo good," she cried. "My cunt... my ass! Everything you're doing is so wonderful! Yes, yes, faster, faster!"
If he replied, she couldn't hear it or understand the words. Instead, all she heard were lovely grunting sounds being muffled in the warmth of her crotch as it rubbed back and forth wetly against his face and the sweetly invading tongue.
She felt herself cumming. She cried out even louder and his hands tightened their grip on the cheeks of her swinging, writhing ass. He pulled her cunt firmly against his mouth and let his tongue dig even deeper into her inflamed hole. Her cum was magnificent, building ever higher in its crescendo with each added touch and swirl of his ravishing tongue.
"OHHHH, GOD, PHIL! Fuck me, darling, FUCK ME NOW!" Marie begged.
But the young boy was far from finished with her body and all its mysteries. His mouth swarmed over her ass, making her again start to squirm. After he had thoroughly kissed and licked the large, round cheeks of her beautiful ass, he snaked his tongue between them and worked it down to the center of her asshole.
"Ohhhhh, honey," she cried, "where did you learn to do all that?"
"I... I don't know," he murmured, breathing hotly into her cunt. "It just seems like the thing to do!"
"It is, baby, it is!" she yelped. "KEEP DOING IT!"
She began to writhe under him, slowly at first, and then more violently as he kissed and licked the sensitive flesh. She spread her legs wider and pressed her hips up to him as he drew closer to her cunt. She grabbed his hair and pushed him down farther. He was driving her mad by kissing her lust-crazed cunt.
Then he slipped his hands under her firm buttocks and raising her up off the bed.
He sat back and looked at her body as it twisted and writhed in front of him. He slowly, slowly lowered his mouth and began to suck her. His tongue darted in and out of her cunt and then he sucked at her clit until Marie was crying out uncontrollably.
He could taste her juices and the warmth and delicious odor of her penetrated his nostrils. He nibbled gently at her inflamed clit and then sucked harder and harder, only to back off and gently tease again. Marie clenched her legs around his head and moaned as her body responded wildly to his sucking and kissing.
He answered her by driving his tongue deeper into her and she screamed in ecstasy.
Suddenly he sat up between her legs and grasped his cock in one hand. Then he guided it to her burning hole, and with one steady thrust, entered her until he could go no farther.
"OHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHH!" Marie shrieked.
"Do you like that?" he gasped.
"Yes! Oh, yes, Phil, I love it! Does your cock feel good inside me?"
"Yeah... oh, yeah, Marie, it feels fantastic!" the boy moaned as her tight cunt enveloped his young prick.
Marie was filled completely with him, and she could feel his cock throbbing hotly inside her as he moved in and out. With each thrust, her body shuddered and she clamped her leg around him with all her strength. Her hips matched the rhythm of his as though they were one.
He drove in and out of her until he could stand it no longer. His balls released his load and it shot up through his cock like liquid fire.
The short spurts pelted Marie's insides and she screamed at the top of her lungs as her own cum met with his in a tangle of convulsing muscles and throbbing heat. He buried his face in her breasts as his cum continued to pump into her pulsing cunt, milking him and pulling at him. He relaxed slowly and his body trembled as he felt himself still caught by the tight muscles of her cunt.
For Marie, his cock was like a hot poker inside her, and the fires of passion and desire continued to burn throughout her body.
She raised her hips under him and contracted her inner muscles around his prick. He felt as though he were in a vise grip and his throbbing meat responded to her tight cunt.
"Let me do it to you!" she gasped. "Like you did to me... with my mouth!"
Groaning, Phil pulled out of her and moved up her body so that he was straddling her head. Marie breathed softly with pleasure as he lowered his cock to her lips and began to push.
Her tongue licked at the knob and she tightened her lips around its head, nibbling and sucking hungrily on it. She reached up and cupped his balls gently with one hand, and with the other made a fist around the shaft of his prick as she continued to lick at the head.
Gently, she rolled his balls, thrilling as he grunted and drove his meat into her mouth. She felt him touch the back of her throat and she began to suck harder. He reached down and held her head up, then began to move slowly in and out of her mouth.
Marie's cunt was becoming so hot all over again that she could barely endure the torture as the heat consumed her insides. Phil was nearly wild with lust. He held her head still while he drove his cock in and out of her mouth as she tightly held her lips together and pressed her tongue against it. Her fingers plucked at his balls, tickling lightly at the downy fuzz covering the prune-like sac.
As she sucked the head of his cock, Phil lost all train of thought. All that mattered was his prick going into that beautiful face and the promise of more fucking. He entwined his fingers in her hair and guided his swollen dick into the warmth of her mouth.
Marie sucked on his meat like she'd never sucked before. She placed her hands on his bare stomach and clutched his hair, alternately pulling and pushing until his thrusts were just the right length and speed to give them both extreme satisfaction.
Then she lifted her head from his dick and lay back.
"Fuck me again now, Phil! You're hard enough again!"
"Wow, you're so beautiful," the boy moaned. "I can see my cum in your cunt."
"See what happens when I lift my knees up? My pussy lips open a little. Go on. Come closer. And, mmmm, yes, oh, yes! That's it! Push that lovely cock of yours into my cunt again!"
She felt the blunt tip of his meat nudging into her pussy lips. The trembling of his prick was wild. She had the sensation of a vibrator pressed firmly into her tits his hands shook so much.
She loved it. Most of all, she loved the expression on the boy's face. It was one of awe and wonder and total excitement. Never had he been so close to a woman who was willing to give him anything he wanted.
There was a little bewilderment, too. He wasn't certain what he wanted to do now that he had her spread before him like a feast.
She reached down and gripped his prick. Pulling slightly, she made sure his cock was resting lightly just inside her cuntlips. His dick was dancing around like it was going mad with lust. The feel of him so close to her made her want him all the more.
"Now, darling! Ram it in! Fuck me! Hard! I want you so much, Phil, darling! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
She gasped as his stroke carried his prick deep into her cunt. She was both surprised and pleased at the way his prick expanded her fuck hole and made her feel filled to overflowing. "Like that?" he gasped. "Yes, yes! Now back and forth. Do what seems natural to you! Let your instincts take over like before!"
He began to insanely fuck her, hard and fast. Marie groaned in total ecstasy. He was good, he was wonderful. His inward stroke filled her completely, and her pussy lips clung desperately to him on the out-stroke, eager to feel the plunging drive of his meat once more. When the tempo of the balling picked up, she was carried away more and more by the excruciatingly smooth fucking.
A sudden throbbing told her that he was going to cum at any instant. And that she didn't want; not yet.
"Let me take over for awhile!" she cried.
She pulled the boy close so his face was burrowed between the fleshy mountains of her tits. He licked and sucked and kissed hungrily while his face was pressed ever so close to her body.
Marie loved that. He was learning fast what pleased her. His cock was buried to the hilt in her cunt and his mouth was moving all over her tits. But still she had to have more.
Rolling, she ended up on top. Her weight momentarily held the youth down, then he began to wriggle. In a few seconds, everything was in the right place. She straddled his waist, bending his cock upwards inside her so that it was aimed directly at her chin.
She raised her ass and let his cock slip almost completely from her juicy cunt. She tensed her muscles just enough to hold his purpled glans inside her cuntlips. For a long moment, she poised directly over his juice-slippery dick. Then she simply relaxed.
The boy's throbbing cock surged up her cunt and warmed her from the friction of its entry into her body. She ground her crotch hard into his. The way her skin stretched and pulled over her pussy stimulated her clit. The tiny organ was sending continuous impulses of total joy into her brain now.
She slowly rose, allowing his prick to leave her sheath of flaming hot cunt again. Then, once more, she came plummeting down like a rock.
She slowly rose, allowing his prick to leave her sheath of flaming hot cunt again. Then, once more, she came plummeting down like a rock.
Over and over, she repeated the rise and fall fucking. Her insides churned with incredible desire. His cock was burning a fiery trail all the way into her belly. She was driving his thick prick hard enough into her cunt to make her believe he might actually rip her apart all the way to the chin.
Phil got the idea fast. His hands met her tits and began kneading them like twin mounds of dough. The sensations smashing down into her chest collided with those rising from her friction-warmed pussy.
She came.
She began working her ass up and down faster and faster. The climax had whetted her appetite for awhile. She had to have more or she'd go crazy.
Hips working frantically, she rose and fell on his prick. She no longer noticed his hands on her tits. He was exploring other, less sensitive parts of her body. He was carefully moving his hand over her belly as if he might break something.
When he touched her clit, however, she came again. He triggered her love button and launched her into another sexual orbit of carnal delight.
Realizing what he'd done and how he'd done it, the boy started giving her clit a real workout.
Marie was cumming like a machine gun now. Her body was tensing and relaxing from orgasm upon orgasm. All the while, her hips were moving hard and fast up and down his prick.
She heard him groan and cry out, "I can't, oh, sweet Jesus, I'm cumming!"
Her cunt was filled with more of his hot cum.
She kept fucking herself on his prick as long as it was hard. As she felt it melting inside her pussy hole, she had her last orgasm.
Smiling, she sat down on his body, his cock no longer hard in her cunt. It had turned so limp it simply oozed from her pussy along with tiny streams of his white cum.
"How was it, baby?" she asked. The boy looked at her for a long time, "This has been... Jeez, I don't know how to say it. It's been just super!"
"Super? Yeah, it has, Phil."
And, she thought, we haven't even begun yet!
As if in answer to her thoughts, she heard the bell ring.
That will be sweet, bit-titted young Dolly, she grinned to herself. Now the fun really begins!
CHAPTER FIVE
Marie secreted herself in the bath and watched as young Phil Latham brought Dolly back into the bedroom.
"Yeah, I do errands for Miss Channing after school sometimes," the boy said.
"I didn't know that," Dolly admitted, shaking her blonde head and rubbing her voluptuous body against him.
"Sure. So tonight, when she said she'd be out, I figured we could have our date here."
"That's nice," Dolly giggled. "It'll be a lot better than the back seat of your car!' Even fully clothed, just watching the two youngsters was making a sweat of anticipation break out on Marie's naked body. She ran the plum-sized head of Carrie's dildo up and down the crack of her cunt and diddled her clit with it.
It was all she could do to keep her breathing down to a low roar as she watched them kiss and studied the blonde's beautiful young body.
Dolly's outfit was so abbreviated that it looked more like a set of matching bra and panties. She had a ripe, fully developed figure, and most of it showed through the material.
The girl had always been provocative, but now, this way, she was even more sensual. She wore short shorts of bright orange, so tight as to show her pubic mound and its wide cleft clearly through the fabric between her thighs. Her long, statuesque legs were bare and beautiful, and her bare belly was just as bronzed between the shorts and an orange halter. Marie could almost see her nipples. Her hair seemed shorter than it had been before, and the pixie cut added to the vivacious effect her sparkling eyes gave forth.
The dildo started working harder in the teacher's cunt as Dolly sat on the side of the bed and openly enticed the boy.
She crossed one slim tanned leg over the other, tightening the material of her shorts into the sharply-defined slit of her crotch, making the folds of her pussy bulge out in bas-relief. She leaned forward slightly, so that a good deal of the creamy white mounds of her full, globular tits were exposed and just a hint of the ruby hardness of her nipples.
"Do you want to do it, Phil?... I mean, all the way this time?"
"Yeah, I sure do," the boy said boldly, stripping off his shirt and kicking off his shoes.
Marie smiled. She had taught Phil well.
"Let's get naked!" he said, tugging at his pants. His cock was already bulging in his shorts.
Dolly slipped off her shorts, and Marie gave a little gasp at the beauty of the girl's pussy. She had worn no panties.
Dolly played with her own cunt, dipping her fingers into it. When she removed them, they were dripping with the girl's sticky juices. She immediately popped them into her mouth and sucked them clean of the tangy sweetness.
She slowly and methodically removed her halter top. Phil gave a tiny gasp. A drop of cum seeped from the end of his cock onto his hand when he saw her tits. They extended far beyond her body like two dark-tipped mountain peaks. They were full and perfectly rounded, the ends like two sharp-tipped cones. The soft, sweet darkness of her areoles covered nearly a third of the creamy globes.
Her bosoms began to bounce delightfully as her breathing became heavier.
"You're something else!" Phil croaked, moving toward her.
Dolly pulled his head down between her mammoth tits. He reveled in their encasing softness, kissing and flicking his tongue all around the pulsing flesh. Dolly moaned, and Marie could see the girl's thighs already glistening with cunt juice.
They fell to the bed with Dolly on the bottom. The young blonde groaned and tugged at the boy's hips and groin poised above her face.
"Fuck me, Phil" she begged. "Put your dick in my mouth fuck my face!"
Marie gasped. Dolly was no innocent. The woman rammed Carrie's dildo all the way up her own cunt as she watched Phil's prick disappear inch by rigid inch into the blonde's head.
Then he really started fucking her, up and down, just as if he were driving into her pussy.
And the way Dolly took it, Marie knew she loved it.
The girl sucked greedily, hungrily, on the cock, eager for his cum in her mouth. Phil increased the tempo of his face-fuck, fucking her throat hard and fast, spreading her lips wide with the head of his prick. The intensity of the thrusts gradually built until she got to the point where she was sucking all his giant meat down her throat every time.
She used one hand to play with his balls, doing everything she could to make them release their precious load. She ran her warm, velvety-soft tongue up and down the underside of the shaft as he fucked into her and made her head bounce like a rag doll on the bed.
Her nose ran and her nostrils flared as she pulled air into her lungs. She dropped the other hand to her pussy. Her cunt was sopping wet. The hairs were tightly curled with moisture and her inner thighs were slick.
"Oh, shit. Oh, shit, honey, I'm gonna blow. Do you want it in your mouth... do you want to swallow my cum?"
"No, no, Phil!" Dolly cried. "My cunt! I want to feel your cum up my cunt!"
Instead of fucking her right away, Phil slid down until his mouth was over her golden pussy. Dolly's fingers moved down to her slit and spread her hairy lips for him. He inhaled, then moaned softly as he covered her cunt with his lips and thrust his tongue in as deep as he could.
"OHHHH! OHHHH, PHIL!" she gasped, tensing at first, then hunching his mouth and clasping her slender fingers around the back of his head in an effort to get even more tongue.
He grunted and kept right on sucking and tonguing. By the time he pushed her into her first orgasm, his prick was ready for more action. She was right in the middle of her cum when he smacked a wet kiss dead center of her spasming pussy and leaped on top of her. He slammed in hard, driving his raging cock to the hilt in her cunt.
Marie saw his balls pressing snugly into the girl's hot little anus.
Dolly gasped brokenly. "Phil! Oh, sweet Phil!" Then she threw her arms around him and hooked her shapely calves over his legs, rotating her pelvis as she plunged nonstop into a second and more intense orgasm, moaning through it all. "Oh, shit... good cock... best I've ever had!"
Phil waited until she stopped cumming, then screwed her fast and hard until both of them broke out with sweat. Dolly sounded as if she'd die when they hurtled into the total bliss of a simultaneous climax.
"Oh, Phil, Phil, honey!" she cried. "Can you fuck me some more?"
"You know I can," he panted.
"Oh, wow, this is wonderful!" she gasped. "I love it!"
Phil pumped her cunt until his dick started hardening up again. He dropped his mouth to her tits. Dolly was shivering with her sexual craving, forcing herself to be patient as he sucked.
She groaned as he dipped the tip of his tongue across her rock-hard nipples, then licked all over her feverish tits. She pushed her chest forward, bulging her tits out toward him. "Suck 'em... suck 'em hard, honey!" she groaned. "Oh, yes, I love to have my breasts sucked!
Phil grabbed one tit brutally with both hands and popped a dark nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. Her hands gripped his head and she mashed his face into her ample bosom.
"I'll suck you after you fuck me, if you want me to," she purred, greedily begging to be plundered by him.
On one outward lunge, Phil's dick pulled all the way out of the blonde's pussy. On his return lunge, his huge prick, moistened in her red gash, plunged against her bulging anus. Steadily, almost ruthlessly, he wormed it into her rectum until its entire length was embedded deep in her bowels.
"IN MY CUNT!" Dolly pleaded. "BUT, OHHHH, THAT'S GOOD! I LIKE BEING FUCKED IN MY ASSHOLE, TOO!"
She had her knees drawn up high, and as Phil withdrew his rod from her ass, she grabbed the immense shaft and poised it at the sopping wet entrance to her pussy.
With a growl, he lunged forward until her cunt was completely impaled on his cunt-hungry cock.
"Yes... yes... YES!" Dolly shrieked. "FUCK ME! Pour your ever-lovin' cock into me!" Her eyes were closed, mouth twisted grotesquely, as she reveled in the sex she was getting. Her orgasm wrenched her body violently and she almost deafened Marie as she screamed like a wild animal.
Marie fingered her own tight asshole. Yes, she thought, that's what I want... Phil to fuck me in the asshole while I fuck Dolly in the cunt!
Marie made preparations. She strapped the enormous rubber cock around her waist, hips and thighs.
Phil's dick was ramming all the way in and his balls danced against Dolly's succulent ass cheeks. Again and again, they banged her. He sunk eight inches into her hot, wet cunt and continued to fuck her furiously.
"I'm in, I'm in!" he moaned.
"I know, honey, I know! FUCK!"
He drove the entire length of his prick up into her tight young cunt hole. Grunting, he ground his cock hair, the root of his prick, into her cuntal meat.
Dolly whimpered and strained to draw even more cock into her belly. Her pussy was on fire with the need to feel his prick shooting. Her asshole opened and closed in involuntary spasms.
"GIVE IT TO ME!" she wailed. "Shove that fat cock up me, Phil, honey! I want to feel you tear into me and flood me with all the juice you've got! I want you to ream me out! Give it to me! Don't hold back! All that meat is mine. I want it, want it right up the cunt all the way to my titties! GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEE!"
Instead of answering with words, Phil let his cock do it for him. Faster and harder he shoved his prick in and out of her hot young pussy. Over and over again he tortured himself with the delightful friction as her cunt jacked him and sucked him at the same time. He could feel the spunk boiling down in his balls and knew that sizzling love juice would soon be on its way up through his throbbing shaft, up through the hole and then flooding her moist cunt.
Then his dick exploded in her pussy and he rolled away from her.
"No! Oh, hell no, Phil... DON'T STOP!" the blonde shrieked. "COCK! I NEED MORE COCK!"
"I can't, Dolly," the boy panted. "I'm wasted!"
That was Marie's cue. With the huge phoney dick protruding from her own hairy cunt, she stepped from the bathroom and walked to the bed.
"OH, FUCK ME, PHIL! PLEASE, FUCK ME... Oh, my GOD!" Dolly screamed when she saw her teacher.
"Marie will fuck you," Phil chuckled.
Dolly looked at the beautiful big cock and then met Marie's eyes. Suddenly the girl understood what had been going on, and smiled. She opened her legs and her arms to Marie.
The older woman moved between Dolly's legs, adjusting the dildo around her hips and fitting the straps until it was solid and secure against her body. Marie looked down at the solid hunk that stood out from her body like a spear and suddenly realized why so many men sensed power and a feeling of assault in their erections. Few men had pricks as long or as thick as the dildo, but even a smaller cock would have the same effect when it was hard and throbbing.
She wiggled her hips and watched the rubbery cock respond by bobbing and swaying in front of her crotch.
"I think this is gonna be fun," Marie smiled.
"I know it is!" Dolly replied, lying back on the bed and spreading her legs wide.
Marie laid the head against he blonde-haired cunt mound. She tipped it up and let the simulated cockhead glide down through the mat of pussy hair and spread the pink lips of the girl's cunt.
The effect was immediate! Dolly's hips started writhing at once. Her butt left the bed, twisting and straining towards the pleasure-giving instrument. Little squeals of delight and moans of passion escaped her throat as she used her own hands to knead and grind her big tits together.
"DO IT... DO IT!" she sighed. Marie shoved the cock forward. It held for an instant. She shoved harder and half its huge length slid easily into the cavity of the girl's cunt. Back and forth she slid it, letting it glide with the pussy's moisture, until it was settled completely inside the steaming hole.
"Ohhh, SHIT!" Dolly said, her voice an agony of passion. "I've got a manhole-sized cunt. I can take all that and more. That's why I've got to have so much cock to satisfy me. Wiggle it around. Move it inside me!"
As Marie did as she asked, Dolly could feel the waves of electrically induced sexual excitement surge through her cunt, her belly, clear up to the tips of her tits. As it always did, the shaking inside the soft walls of her cunt quickly drove her into a state of wild ecstasy. She began to use her hips, twisting them back and forth, jerking them up and down in response to the swift, exciting strokes of the fake cock. "Oh, Jeez, that's good. Good, good!" the girl cried.
"I know... I can tell," Marie said.
"Faster, Marie, move it faster!" Dolly begged. "Fuck me with it! Rip my cunt up with it!"
The faster Marie shoved the dick in her cunt, the more it felt like a real fuck to Dolly. As her passion mounted to incredible heights, she thought she would surely lose her mind with the ecstasy of the sensations she was feeling.
And, while she fucked the beautiful young blonde, Marie was having her own dreams. Wouldn't it be wonderful, she thought, to have Phil's cock gouging her asshole while the cock was up her cunt and, at the same time, have Dolly sit on her face so she could suck her delicious pussy?
From the side of the bed, Phil was watching the two gorgeous females and fisting his dick. It was getting hard again.
Back and forth Dolly's hips kept plunging her pussy over the vibrator. With her hands, Marie kept the pace steady as the phony dick got wetter and wetter from the girl's steadily flowing fuck-hole.
"Keep it up, please keep it up! I love it!" Dolly groaned.
"I am... I am," Marie replied. Her arms were getting tired, but the joy she was giving this delightful young creature overcame her exhaustion.
"I love it! Oh, hell, I love it! Keep shoving it into my cunt. Shove it all the way, Marie! Put your fingers in there with it! Jesus, I'm almost there. Don't stop! I want it. I really want it all!"
As the cock kept up its thrilling reaming of her cunt, Dolly could feel the waves of agitation shooting up her spine even more rapidly than before. The juices were literally shooting in great gobs from the walls of her cunt and cascading down to soak the crease between her creamy ass cheeks and the asshole itself.
She cooed, sighed, and then screamed as her legs jack-knifed into the air and her knees came crashing back to meet her shoulders.
Marie was breathing heavily now. Her arms and hands were wildly driving the piston of the dick in and out of the upturned cunt. It was like the motion of churning butter, the harder she drove it. She thought for sure that the other end of the rubber meat must be reaming and tearing Dolly apart inside. But all her cries were those of ecstasy and passion, not pain. The upturned ass cheeks, the cunt-mound, and the belly itself were now dripping with a mixture of perspiration and the sticky juices that kept shooting from the girl's cunt, as if the hole were a never-ending fountain of lust.
Marie, as the fucker, the wielder of the instrument of bliss, became almost as wild as her student, who was receiving the tool. Her head flew from side to side, her hair became soaked and matted against her face, neck and shoulders. Her heavy tits jiggled up and down on her chest like giant orbs.
"Oh, shit! OH, FUCK!" Dolly shrieked. "I'M THERE! You got it, you got me CUMMING! FUCK ME! HURT MEEEEEEE!"
"Yes... YES!" Marie replied, her voice rising a full octave, becoming loud and piercing in the small room.
"OHHHHH, WHAT A FUCK! WHAT A BEAUTIFUL, THUNDERING FUCK YOU'RE GIVING ME!"
"That's it! That's it! Get it off, you cunt, you bitch, you fucking whore, GET IT OFF!" Marie screamed. "Cum, cum, damn you, CUM!"
Dolly's cries of pure ecstasy rang off the walls as her steaming cunt climaxed again and again. She was cumming beautifully. The juices pumped in steady streams from her hot pussy now. Her young body went wild on the bed as her fingers clawed and tore at the sheets beneath her. Her teeth clamped down on the tip of her tongue until blood bubbled from her lips.
And then she sagged back onto the pillows. "Oh, Marie, that was good... that was so good," she panted, letting her long legs flop to the side and spread wide.
"It was good for me, too," Marie said. "Jesus, I never saw anybody cum like that before." She withdrew the vibrator from Dolly's cunt and lovingly held it in her hand.
And then Marie felt Phil behind her, his hard dick probing in the crease of her ass.
Her head whirled with excitement, and her lush body sent lewd and demanding messages to her brain.
With both arms, she hugged her huge tits and turned, thrusting her ass back toward his body. "I want it, Phil," she moaned. "I want it even more than before. Fuck me, honey, fuck me hard! I'm wet and ready!"
Her knees kinked and her ass pushed hard to his taut young belly. Phil's arms came down over her back and she felt his cock begin jabbing at her ass. The hard tip hit her asshole and made her yelp with pain and excitement.
Then it slid low and went streaking into her drooling cunt. Marie let her body settle slightly and the full length of the pistoning prick went in and up.
The woman went limp under the surging of his prick meat. She almost came after just a few plunges.
"ALL OF IT, DARLING!" she cried out as he lunged against her butt, his dick reaming her tunnel clear to her guts. "Give me all you've got and send me to HEAVEN!"
She released her tits and let them flop and fly as she fucked back at the plunging rod. Her head weaved from side to side and her throat gurgled happily as the fury on her back increased.
With one hand she reached down and pressed her puffy cuntlips around the sleekly stroking cock and she had a bitterly sweet orgasm in only a few seconds.
She stilled her hips, letting the massive cock sooth then rebuild the excruciating, wonderful sensations. Her hand tested the girth of his prick, and she shuddered with delight when it seemed not yet ready for the final cum. Holding the throbbing, dripping cock, she eased her hips forward, letting Phil fuck her bunched fingers while she altered her shape.
With teeth clamped against the anticipated first pains, she guided the plunging prick to her anus. Wet from her sex juices, the head only hesitated briefly, then she writhed and let the full length of slippery cock fuck its marvelous way into her rectum.
Moans of exquisite ecstasy gushed from her lips and she had another brutal orgasm before his cock began to swell and fill her belly with fiery, plunging flesh.
Phil put his hand between her legs and pressed. Marie began to moan louder, pressing her cunt against his hand. He spread the lips of her pussy apart and felt the hot wetness as it seeped from her body. His fingers found her cunt tunnel and probed gently until he was inside her.
"OHHHHH, PHIL, THAT'S WONDERFUL... SO WONDERFUL! Please, please, don't stop!" Marie cried as her body began to writhe more violently beneath him.
Her body became a violent mass of raw sensation as she thrashed wildly, crying out in ecstasy. She tried to hold back the feelings flooding her cunt but her body was no longer in her control. Every movement of Phil's hand and dick pushed her higher and higher. She couldn't have stopped it if she had wanted to.
Her body demanded release now and it took over, responding violently to what he was doing.
She wanted to cry out, but the sounds caught in her throat. She could only moan incoherently as she fucked back against his driving young body. He could feel her muscles tighten even more as her body suddenly went rigid. She could feel her orgasm begin deep inside her belly, could feel her cunt and her hot asshole begin to throb.
She felt as through her insides were going to spill out, that everything inside her was attached to the orgasm she could feel overtaking her.
"OHHHHHH, MY GOD!" she shrieked, as Phil again took her clitoris firmly between his fingers.
For a few seconds she remained suspended at the edge of a high cliff, held only by a thin, fragile thread. Then the thread broke with the next movement of his dick in her asshole.
Her cum exploded through her body, engulfing every feeling, every muscle in its fury. Her body shuddered uncontrollably as she felt the wave of release overtake and consume her.
"NOW! Oh, my God, NOW! FUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
She felt her ass muscles tighten around his driving shaft and begin to milk him, drawing every ounce of fluid from his body. The boiling cum shot out of his prick in violent spurts, pelting her insides, mixing with her own hot liquid.
Her body tightened when she felt him inside her like a hot poker tearing her body in two. Her ass muscles grabbed at his meat and pulled it deeper until she felt completely filled with hot flesh.
She came again with short, violent spasms, reaching a peak even higher than the one before. She was completely overpowered by the erotic sensations that lifted her and whirled her.
Phil began to move in and out of her with rapid strokes, his cock still hard and hot. He felt her ass muscles squeeze at his flesh, refusing to let go as if trying to pull all of him into her body. He slowly pushed in, then pulled out of the warm, wet tightness, feeling more in control now that the urgency was gone. His inward thrusts were firm and strong and those outward were slow and lingering.
With one final shove he came again, and then collapsed across Marie's body, pushing her face into Dolly's syrupy, waiting pussy.
"Yes, YES!" the young blonde screamed wrapping her thighs around Marie's head. "EAT MY CUNT... EAT MY PUSSY AND THEN WE'LL FUCK SOME MORE'" My God, Marie thought, as she sucked cum and cunt juice from Dolly's sweet, delicious young cunt, what more can these kids teach me?
CHAPTER SIX
Later that night, Marie related everything to Carrie over the phone.
"Damn," Carrie said, "it sounds like a ball!"
"It was," Marie said, grinning. "I've got your dildo up my cunt and I'm cumming again just thinking about it!"
"Come on over here and Ted will put the real thing up your pussy!" Both women laughed. "Come to think of it, Marie, you owe me one."
"What?"
"I shared Ted," Carrie chuckled. Marie knew only too well what her roommate meant. "It's okay with me. Come home early from work tomorrow afternoon and we'll wait for Phil together!"
They both said goodbye and Marie replaced the phone. She walked into the bedroom, cleaned the dildo and put it away.
The second she was in bed, she wished she hadn't. She was hot all over again just talking about the wild fucking and sucking session with Dolly and Phil.
She rubbed her fingers along her cunt slit, and thought about Carrie's invitation to pop over to Ted's. But it was late, and she had an early day tomorrow.
She rubbed her finger more briskly back and forth over her wet, rubbery clit, and big bursts of pleasure rocked her body. Creamy, fragrant pussy juice boiled in her aroused cunt and trickled down her inner thighs. She tried to imagine that Ted was about to make love to her, his cock rigidly stiff and thick. "YESSS... " she murmured. She slid her stiff finger deeper between her tensed thighs until she was rimming the drip- ping mouth of her hot, aroused cunt.
Her pussy contracted in a spasm of lust that almost made her moan aloud, and a hot burst of cunt-cream oozed down her thigh.
She tweaked a tit. It was hard, and responded deliciously to the touch of her lusting fingers. Marie gasped with pleasure and felt more warm flow of cunt juice ooze out. She shoved her ass forward and spread the fleshy folds of her pussy so that the raw meat was exposed. Her cunt glittered with the cream of her rising lust. Again she grabbed at her crotch and held herself tight, rubbing the channel roughly and dipping a probing finger into the pit of her fuckhole.
Her breathing became rapid and she had difficulty controlling the saliva that her hunger had stimulated. She drooled. She wanted to be fucked so badly she could taste it. Oh, how she longed for a fuck... for a prick, thick and hard and driving inside her aching cunt.
She spotted her own image in the full-length mirror across the room.
She rose from the bed and, still with her hand clutching at her crotch, moved to the glass. She spread the softness of her cuntlips wide and squashed the cum-soaked flesh against the mirror.
The cold glass struck more fire in her cunt and she smeared herself across its surface in a wild fit of passion.
"KISS IT," she demanded hotly. "SUCK ON MY PUSSY AND SHOVE A STICK UP IT! God, put something in my hole. Give my cunt something to grab onto. A cock... I want a cock!"
She jerked back from the mirror. The flames of lust struck wildly inside her gut, mindless and all-powerful. She thrust her fingers into her fuckhole and grabbed a tit. She was standing upright, her legs spread wide so as to accommodate the demands of her ass. Both hands plied feverishly against her body, the one kneading and milking a breast and the other battering the soft sides of her cunt. Her hips churned around the greedy fingers, tightening the fuck-sheath around them and sending waves of ecstatic pleasure through her groin and ass.
Her mouth hung open. The saliva spilled from the corner and dripped to her tit. She rubbed it over the dark ring surrounding the tit peak. The wetness felt good, like a tongue lolling around it. She groaned and caught her breath. Then she removed her juice-soaked hand from her crotch and plastered it over the other tit.
The warm smell of cunt juice filled her nostrils. They flared for an instant, capturing the musky odor and charging even her lungs with sex mania.
She massaged the tit with the fuck drippings and watched the glistening boob rise with hot, wondrous excitation. Back went her hand to its position in her ass. She spread her legs wider and drove her fingers deeper into her fuckhole, so deep that she could feel the hard end of her womb. She diddled it. It made her want to pee. She rammed her clit into the base of her hand. She struck up a rhythm, a hip-swiveling rhythm of fucking.
And all the time she worked her hand inside herself, feeling the drive of an imaginary cock, the base of her hand an imaginary male pelvis pounding the fuck out of her.
Faster and faster she rode, and faster and faster she pummelled her uterus. Her body became filled with electric charges, driving her deeper into carnal frenzy.
Then a finger caught in the pucker of her ass. Like a bolt of lightning, the orgasm shot through her, knocking her down on the floor, where with her legs up in the air and her ass beating against it, she pumped her fuck-hole dry.
She lay sprawled on the floor, exhausted. The sweat and cum trickled down between her legs in a chilling pool beneath her rump. Her breasts heaved high above her, strands of damp hair clinging to them stubbornly, hiding the marks of masturbation, as if trying to disguise the indecency of the act they'd participated in.
Marie ran a hand over her body. There was no thrill in it now, only the sensation of stickiness and the foul smell of old ass. It repulsed her. What she needed, she decided, was a hot shower.
Stepping from the shower a few minutes later, she snatched the towel from its hook, drying first her face, then quickly applying it to her smooth belly and the dark bushy patch of her crotch.
"TOMORROW," she said aloud, "tomorrow I'll get fucked some more!"
Phil was shocked when the two women met him at the door of their apartment in bras and bikini panties.
He didn't know what to do or think. But he soon got the drift when Marie kissed him and rubbed her tits against him while Carrie played with his cock through his jeans. "Oh, my God," he gasped. "Think he can handle both of us?" Carrie asked, giggling and casting Marie a solemn look. Then she looked down at Phil's crotch. "You've got a big hard-on, honey!"
"Let's get naked!" Marie enthused. -"You mean...?" the boy gasped. "Sure, are you game?" she grinned, reaching behind her and pulling apart the clasps on her bra.
The garment fell away and two dark-tipped, full tits swayed delightfully nude before Phil's eyes. He groaned and let his own fingers squeeze his cock.
"When I play with a prick, I like it to be real hard... like yours, Phil," Carrie said, repeating Marie's action on her own bra. "And I think sucking a boy's dick is lots of fun!"
Four lovely breasts dangled, bounced and swayed before the young man's eyes. It was more than he could stand. He offered no resistance as they tugged and pulled him towards the bedroom.
Four hands tugged at the waistband of his jeans until they were around his knees. His cock jutted straight up from his hairy groin, the head straining redly from the taut foreskin. Blue, blood-filled veins danced along its length, giving the man-sized prick the appearance of more width than it already had.
"Let me see you, too," he ventured.
"Play with your cock first," Carrie said. "I love that."
"Yeah," Marie echoed. "Jack yourself off and that'll turn us on and you can watch us do it!"
Phil was more than willing to comply. He held his young prick in his right hand and cupped his balls with his left. His head was bent forward and he seemed hypnotized by the sight of his own cock and its dark, purplish flesh. Slowly, he worked his hand up and down the full length of the blood-filled staff. Natural lubricant seeped from the tip and was smeared up and down the trembling shaft by his fingers.
As they watched the boy, the two women came together. Marie pressed her cunt mound against her roommate's ass and she started to gently rub up and down. They started playing with each other's tits, and their bodies started quivering with the combined physical and visual sexual stimulation.
Phil looked up and again begged them to take their panties off.
"You just want to see our cunts? Don't you wanna fuck 'em?"
Then Phil realized that they were teasing him. "You bet your asses I do!" he chuckled.
"Didn't you say you wanted to suck his cock, Marie?" Carrie said.
"That's just for a start," Marie answered.
The boy was dazed, but he was also delighted at this new turn of events. God, fucking Dolly and Marie together had been fantastic. What would it be like fucking two older women together!
He watched in awe as they both slid their panties off and stood in front of him, stark naked, their thighs already wet with the secretions from the pinkly flushed lips of their cunts.
Both females tittered as the bewildered boy stared from luscious girl to, what seemed like, even more luscious girl. He licked his lips and pounded his cock harder as his eyes devoured the thick hair that curled wetly over the twin cunt mounds. Marie knelt before him and pulled the jeans free from his legs.
"Lie on your back in the middle of the bed please!" Carrie ordered, tugging at his arm and pulling his hands away from his cock and balls. "You want to blow him first, honey?"
"What do you want to do?" Marie asked.
"SIT ON HIS FACE AND HE CAN TONGUE MY PUSSY."
"Sounds good to me!"
"Me, too!" Phil offered, clambering onto the bed.
Slowly, Marie crawled up between his lean, quivering legs. He was jelly now, willing to take and give anything the girls wanted to do. She stopped with her face about six inches from the trembling head of his rod. Her big tits swayed back and forth beneath her, slightly raking the soft hair on his thighs and making his legs jump.
The way her tits excited the boy with just their touch served to drive him wild. Marie reached out and lightly tickled his balls, his buttocks and his asshole.
Phil closed his eyes, groaning jn anticipation. His ass bucked up off the bed as she continued to touch him.
"I want it in my cunt," Marie said. "SUCK HIM FIRST, MARIE," Carrie said. "JUST PUT YOUR MOUTH OVER HIS DICK AND START SUCKING. YOU DO WANT HER TO SUCK YOUR MEAT, DON'T YOU, PHIL, HONEY?"
"Yes... yes, please suck it!" he cried, grasping his cock with his hands and thrusting it towards Marie's mouth.
She crept closer until her lips were only an inch from the quivering cockhead. She could smell the aroma of his male secretions and it tantalized her. It was wild. She wanted his cock even more than she had the day before.
Phil's eyes were glued to her beautiful face as it came nearer and nearer to his prick meat.
Carrie let her own hand creep to her cunt as she watched Marie's hand swoop down to draw out and cup the boy's dangling balls from beneath. The situation was weird, kinky, and even a little grotesque, but it was turning her on, nevertheless. She found her own pussy with her fingers as Marie began pressing and squeezing Phil's thick fuck-sac. She pressed a finger deep into her cunt as she watched the brunette's head move along the side of the boy's shaft. Marie had moved forward and back, rocking slightly as she ran her face up and down his youthful cock.
"OHHHHH!" he gasped as he rocked his hips, trying to find her open lips with the head of his prick.
Marie let him. With one shattering lunge, she took the full length of his young meat into her mouth. She lapped it with her tongue and wiggled it around in her warm, wet mouth while her soothing fingers worked sexily over his balls.
He sank back down, his head and shoulders against the bed. He smiled and twitched, and became a willing prisoner of her sucking, hungry mouth. Marie made slurping sounds with her mouth and moaning noises in her throat as she fondled and stroked his bursting huge prick with her darting tongue and sucking cheeks. Eagerly, he tried again to shove it down her throat.
Marie didn't even quiver. She took it all a second time until her nose was pressed into the hairy mat of hair above his cock.
It looked to Carrie as though Marie was about to suck the boy's prick loose from his struggling body. But he was loving it and he was on the verge of cumming on the ferocity of her attack.
"OH... OH!" he gasped, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Carrie saw Marie's hand release the boy's balls and go between her own naked thighs. She squeezed her fingers together and shoved all four of them, clear to the last knuckle, up her cunt. She then hunched her own hand as furiously as she sucked his cock.
"Ohhhh, FUCK!" Phil spat suddenly, reaching down and grabbing both handfuls of her already tousled hair. "Suck it, suck it till I shoot my cum right in your beautiful mouth!"
Marie winced with pain as he jerked her head erect and rammed his prick forward.
"AAAGGHHHH!" she whimpered with lust, pursing her lips and flicking her tongue out to swipe at the throbbing, angry-red head.
"Hurry!" he gasped. "Suck! SUCK OR I'LL BLOW ALL OVER YOUR FACE!"
"Yes! Oh, oh, yes, lover!" she whined, opening her lips and mouth to let him slide his thick, long prick inside.
He rammed along the length of her moist, hot tongue almost to her throat, then slowly withdrew it as she sucked and worked her pink tongue along it. Her hand moved to its base to draw the heavy foreskin back with thumb and forefinger so she could lick tauntingly at the sensitive underside of his prickhead.
"Holy fuck!" Phil exclaimed hoarsely, jerking her head upright as he began to fuck savagely into her mouth. Her other hand suddenly cupped his throbbing balls in the warm softness of its palm. "Oh yes! Oh, yes! Suck my dick, Marie! I want to feel your furry pussy!"
He raised to his knees and rammed the thick, turgid head of his cock into her throat. Marie sucked his young meat hungrily, her body saturated with the sheer carnal delight he was bringing her.
On the bed beside them, Carrie watched intently. She slammed three fingers of her right hand up her own syrupy cunt. At the same time, she saw Phil brutally fondling the damp, burning pussy between Marie's legs.
Marie groaned as a finger went up her cunt. She raised her hips to his plunging, searching finger, first one, then two, and yet another. Maddeningly, they plunged into her hole, twisting and gouging. His thumb finally crushed her clit, circling, pressuring, punishing her cunt in pleasure-pain.
Kneeling in an ecstasy of his own, Phil held tight with one hand in her hair and the other sunk deep between her wide-split thighs as he buffeted her mouth cruelly up and down on his dick. He stared down at her red-rimmed, elastic-like lips sucking with all their might on the prick, fucking into her mouth.
He watched, almost hypnotized, as her contorted lips clung to its thick shaft, pulling tiny ridges of pink flesh out when he screwed his ass back, then thrusting them in again when he plunged forward, sinking his dick deep into her throat.
Carrie was on the verge of her own cum as she watched Marie suck cock. The brunette's cheeks were hollowing on the out-stroke and expanding when he rammed into her. Her eyes were closed and his dick was going clear down her throat. She'd taken both hands and firmly clasped his taut young ass cheeks, pulling him tighter into her face. Then Carrie could see thick, white cum dribbling from the corners of her mouth and running in tiny streams across her hollowing cheeks.
Phil had cum. He'd poured a full sac-load of hot juice into Marie's mouth and she still sucked for more.
And it looked like Phil was willing to give her more.
"No, no!" Carrie cried, pulling him away from Marie. "It's my turn! Give me your cock now!"
"Wow," the boy gasped. He wasn't sure he could cum again right away, and was amazed when he found renewed lust in Carrie's body. Her tits tickled along his chest and made contact with his own erecting nipples as they wriggled into each other in a passionate kiss.
"Yes Carrie, I'm up again!" he cried. "Good, baby, good! Suck my titties a little and maybe you'll get even harder!"
Shudders of delight pumped through her body. Her lips pulled back from her teeth in a grimace of erotic pleasure. Phil was taking each huge tit in turn, drawing it deeply into his mouth, then releasing it with a popping sound.
It was almost pain, but more pleasure. His slowly-working mouth, his flicking tongue, produced a fantastic enjoying in her belly. She felt as if the dual mounds of her tits were growing larger, filling with warm honey, sending that honey flowing sweetly along her veins to the furry nest of her cunt.
She lost control of her arms. The elbows bent, her body fell away from his mouth, her head bounced against the softness of the bed.
She lay there, breathing hard, unable to speak for a moment, cherishing the tight bottling of pleasure which filled her flesh.
His body was covering hers and his fingers were working again on her cunt and asshole.
She pressed hard against him and he felt her clit suddenly tense, relaying the message to her beautiful buttocks and the flesh stiffened under his grip. He slid his forefinger down the ass furrow and Carrie opened her legs slightly. He crushed her asshole with his greedy finger and she sucked her breath in, reached around and took hold of his wrist.
"Not there... " she whispered huskily as she tugged at his hand. The finger was burrowing, drilling deeper. Her body shivered as he drew the finger slowly in and out.
"I want your sweet tight ass, Carrie," he groaned hotly.
"No, honey... my cunt. I really need your dick in my cunt!" She tugged harder on his wrist. This time, her hand pulled his away, drew it down between them and forced it to rest on the tuft of hair peeking from her cunt slit.
"Please turn over," the boy groaned. "I really want your asshole." Carrie needed his dick so bad she complied.
At the same time, Marie revived and slid her cunt around in front of Carrie's face. The two women were in a sixty-nine position now, with Carrie on top.
"It's okay, Phil, baby," Carrie sighed. "You can have my ass now while Marie and I eat each other. I can take anything that way!"
"I don't believe it," the young man gasped. He'd never seen anything so wildly erotic in his life. Carrie's ass crack and cunt slit made a smooth dark line right down to Marie's face, and Marie was working her nose, her lips and her tongue like crazy into Carrie's gaping hole.
Just above Marie's face, he could see the blonde's asshole looking down at him, beckoning his cock.
He grinned happily and got up behind the two females. Carrie had spread the cheeks of her ass as she hunched against Marie. He grabbed his thick cock in his hand, inched across the bed and pushed the puffed head against the tiny hole.
He pushed with all his strength, and the head of his meat slid into the puckered opening. Carrie flinched and wiggled. Phil, realizing that she was trying to help, pressed his thick cock hard into her and gripped her hips, pulling her back to meet him.
He felt himself slide all the way in now. He drew his throbbing prick out, twisted down and sideways, then rammed into her as hard as he could. He crushed her round, white buttocks, and Carrie's cunt slid harder against Marie's face each time his weight drove the thick cock into her ass. It hurt, but she didn't care, because each time he rammed into her, her clitoris rubbed against Marie's nose.
Underneath them, Marie was gasping for air, but she was content to feel Carrie's lush breasts rubbing against her belly and the small, hard clitoris rasping between her throbbing lips. She lay still, breathing heavily, a dreamy smile smeared across her face.
Phil was pumping as hard as he could, pounding Carrie's ass, his prick sliding in and out of her rectum with rapid-fire strokes. He felt himself stiffening, the blood churning in his head, gushing through his cock. It was wonderful and he felt every drop as it boiled, raged through his swollen meat. All at once it was there, the cum washing over the insides of Carrie's asshole, soothing both his sore cock and her ruptured channel.
He lay on top of her for awhile, the steady rhythm calming his body, and suddenly both women cried out. They screeched through their violent cums, their breath coming in short gasps, and then Phil felt Carrie go limp beneath him.
He got up from the bed, leaving the two women in each other's arms.
He dressed quietly and watched them suck each other's cunts to yet another mind-blowing climax. His cum was running like a river out of Carrie's delectable asshole. It streamed down across her pussy and spread out all over Marie's face.
Marie didn't seem to mind. In fact, from the look of bliss on her face, Phil was pretty sure she enjoyed it.
Wild, he thought, opening the bedroom door, these two are wild!
Then, going down in the elevator, another thought hit him.
It was about Lance Toomey. Lance was the captain of the school football team, and also in Marie's Sex-Ed class. He was also Phil's only rival for Dolly's sweet pussy. Phil dug fucking Marie, and Carrie too; it was great. But it was Dolly he really wanted for himself.
If he could only get Lance Toomey together with Marie and Carrie...
CHAPTER SEVEN
In the week that followed, Marie invited Phil up to the apartment only once. This was at Carrie's suggestion.
"I've been thinking about all this, Marie," Carrie had said. "Maybe it isn't such a good idea after all, us fucking these kids. You know we could get ourselves in trouble."
Marie knew her roommate was right, but what could she do for a substitute? She needed sex, and lots of it.
That afternoon, Carrie called her from work with a substitute.
His name was Les Bowen, and Carrie said he was a dream boat. He was going to stop by that afternoon, introduce himself, and they could all go out that night. About five o'clock, the doorbell rang. "I'll be right there!" Marie called. Quickly, she scooped up her scattered clothes, ran to the bedroom and slipped on a robe.
As she moved back to the door, her heart pounded rapidly.
She opened the door and looked at Les Bowen, and her heart pounded even faster.
Les grinned; he was just as delighted as she was. He hadn't expected anyone as beautiful as Marie, nor anything as nice as her welcome. She was dressed in a clinging, nearly transparent robe that showed her deep, ripe cleavage. Her dark hair swung free and her cheeks glowed as she smiled at him.
"Hello," he said pleasantly. "I hope I haven't come at a bad time."
"I was just getting out of the shower," Marie said. "Won't you come in?"
Suddenly, Marie wished she'd worn something else. The robe had no buttons and kept falling aside to reveal her long, bare legs.
Worse, the material was so flimsy that he must surely see the dark points of her huge nipples. She sat as demurely as she could on the couch.
Les set himself down next to her, unable to resist the chance to be close. He'd been in town for a year and he'd never met a woman as beautiful as Marie. He wondered why he hadn't seen her before. He certainly meant to make up for lost time.
"It's nice meeting you at last," he said, trying hard not to ogle her cleavage, but finding it impossible. "I wonder why I haven't met you before. Are you new here?"
"No," Marie replied. "I've lived here for five years. But I don't go out much."
"We'll have to change that," he said. "Will you have dinner with me tonight?"
Marie looked at him, wishing her glance could tell him what was on her mind. For years she had been hoping to meet a man like him-a good man, her own age, someone she could respect and love.
"I'd love to," she said.
"Good. I get off at six... okay if I pick you up here around seven?"
"All right. We can double with Ted and Carrie," Marie said, flashing him a big knowing smile.
"Sounds good."
Les stood. He didn't want to go. She was so close to him he could feel her radiating warmth, could smell her perfume. And, God, was she beautiful.
He noticed, with a tingle of excitement, that her robe had slipped off her thighs, revealing firm, tanned legs and the dark shadow of her crotch. He felt his cock beginning to twitch in the confines of his trousers. Perhaps she was aroused, too. He could see her nipples hardening, going saucy and pointed under the robe.
Marie could hardly sit still as she held Les' long and hungry gaze. Her pussy was creaming furiously for this man. She saw that he wanted to touch her, and she ached to let him do it, to let him draw her down on the couch and fuck her right then and there.
"Well," she said, getting to her feet and pulling the robe closed around her, "I'm looking forward to tonight."
"Me, too," Les grinned, clasping her hand in one of his big paws.
She hated to close the door on him. She was left alone again. But, she thought, there was always that night!
Marie was singing happily as she went into the bathroom to prepare for the evening. She was sure now that Carrie's insight had been correct. She was no nymphomaniac, just a healthy, normal beautiful woman who needed regular sexual satisfaction. And for that, maybe she could find only one partner, someone she could love and respect.
Les Bo wen might be that partner.
She emerged from the bathroom wrapping a towel around her naked body. Once again, the doorbell rang. She dropped the towel and grabbed her robe, thinking that maybe Les had come back.
The minute Marie opened the door of the apartment, she knew something was wrong. It wasn't Les Bowen. It wasn't even Phil Latham. It was Lance Toomey, and just from the way he stepped into the apartment and boldly closed the door behind him, she knew somehow that Phil Latham had talked.
Then she looked into Lance's glazed, lust-filled eyes. "What are you doing here, Lance?"
He leered, his eyes boring suddenly through the filmy gown to her dark aureoles, her huge tits, and her dark bushy cunt. "I just decided to take Phil's place today," he said, rubbing his hand up and down the bulge of his crotch in his tight Levis.
Marie turned to run toward the bedroom. His hand flashed out, catching the back of her negligee. The garment ripped away from her body in shreds.
"LANCE!" she yelped. He chuckled and grabbed her. His hands came around her and cupped her right tit. She felt the rough material of his jeans rubbing against her bare ass, his firm, hot hands molding her quivering tits.
"You know," Lance said huskily, "you remind me a lot of a whore I know. Dark hair, dark eyes... only you're a lot prettier, Marie. A whole lot prettier. And Latham says you're one hell of a fuck. I plan to find out!"
"Oh, please, Lance, let me go!" she sobbed. She tried to wriggle away from him, but he clung like a leech, nuzzling her hair, licking her neck and cheeks. His palms pressed harder against her full, shaking tits. Against her ass she could feel the growing bulge of his cock. She thought of Phil's young prick, how great it had felt inside her, and she moaned as she fought for self-control.
"Gonna fuck you, lady... gonna fuck your brains out with my cock!" he told her flatly.
"No! Nooooo!" she wailed.
With an unexpected burst of strength, she managed to wrench out of his embrace. She raced naked down the hall, trying to reach her bedroom and lock herself in, but Lance laughed and ran after her, catching her just as she reached the door.
"Gonna ram it up all the way in you, Marie!" he laughed.
"Never!" she gasped. "Let go of me, Lance! I mean it!"
He laughed harder and started dragging her toward the bed.
Marie fought for some self-control. His nearness, his fierce embrace, his healthy, masculine scent were all driving her completely wild. Yet she didn't think her conscience could bear the burden of succumbing to yet another one of her students. She had to save herself from that.
She spun around quickly and began pum-meling him with her fists, trying to claw his face. But it only seemed to amuse him. The husky blonde boy pushed at her shoulders and sent her sprawling onto the bed. He watched with obvious glee when her big, full tits bounced wildly.
Then he dived onto the creaking bed beside her.
"You got much bigger breasts than any whore I ever fucked," he said admiringly.
He reached out and cupped the big, quivering globes of silky flesh, molding them eagerly. He bent his head suddenly, and Marie felt the slick, wet touch of his tongue on her left nipple. A dizzying burst of pleasure shot right from her nipple to her already-aroused cunt. Her hot pussy contracted violently and grew even hotter and wetter.
"Mmmmmmm," the boy murmured. "Nice... nice big jugs!"
He was licking her beautiful strawberry-pink nipple, flicking his tongue mischievously back and forth over the soft, rosy knob. Marie felt guilty about the sharp pleasure she was experiencing from his tongue. She watched, dazed, as the boy's red, wet tongue tickled and twirled around her naked nipple tip, watched her own flesh rise into sensual tautness. The nipple grew hard and erect. When that happened, Lance suddenly sank his mouth around the whole globe of her tit and began to suck wildly.
"OHHHHHH!" Marie gasped, in spite of herself. It felt as though there were a direct pleasure line from her tit to her pussy. Lance's hot, wet sucking was delicious. She fought not to lose complete control of herself, her pussy creaming and churning with excitement. While her conscience screamed for her to fight back, to fight him off, another part of her said how easy and wonderful it would be to let this handsome young boy fuck her cunt.
And then she was thinking. Will you be discreet? Phil Latham wasn't. No, it was wicked, impossible.
"Lance, please... stop," she moaned. "Stop... please... " Lance lifted his golden head, leaving her nipple erect and glistening with his spit. He grinned at her. "You don't like that, huh? Okay, I'll do something else. I guarantee you're gonna like this!"
He moved fast. Before she could stop him, he seized her long legs and spread them wide. Marie felt the cool air of the room on her hot pussy. She gasped in alarm, but that was all she had time to do. Then he was burying his hot face right against the curly wet lips of her cunt.
"Lance, my God!" Marie shouted. "What are you... OHHHHH, GODDDDDD!"
The fierce pleasure of his tongue burrowing into her hot cuntlips rocketed through her body. He had burrowed between her pussy folds and was now licking and sucking wildly at her clit.
"Oh, hell! All right... all right, you little fucker, go ahead! Do it! Suck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"
Helplessly, Marie let her legs open and limp.
She could hear the faint wet sucking sound of Lance's tongue as he licked and lapped and teased her sensitive red clit. Her cunt seemed to glow with the heat of a furnace, and waves of horny cream spewed out to soak the boy's chin. She was helpless now.
"AHHHHH," she moaned.
Lance heard it, and he felt the uncontrollable steamy flow of her pussy juice. He was familiar with the signs. He'd learned a long time ago how to get a woman aroused. He grinned to himself, then began to circle her musky clit faster and faster with his young but expert tongue.
"AHHHHHH, GOD," Marie rasped.
"OHHHHHH... " She couldn't help it. It would have killed her to make him stop now. They weren't actually fucking, she told herself, it was just innocent play. She let her legs fall open as wide as they would go, giving him plenty of room to work. She moaned steadily, hoarsely, as she felt the delicious play of his slick tongue around her greedy clit.
Lance watched his own progress. When he'd first pried her gleaming cunt open, her tiny clit had been flaccid and dull rose-colored. As he licked it, the little bump turned bright red with arousal and grew stiff and plump like a miniature cock. The scarlet button grew wet, dripping wet with her fragrant salty juices. He knew she was hotly aroused.
"Pretty good, huh, Teach?" he said, chuckling.
"OH, AH, YES," Marie sobbed. "YESSSSS!"
Again he applied his wet, hot tongue to her clit, licking it hungrily, circling the taut red shaft. Weeping, she locked her fingers in his thick blonde hair and started to pull his head up from her crotch. The moment his tongue left her clit, however, she stopped. She couldn't bear the absence of that incredible pleasure. With a sob of defeat, she let go of his hair.
"Yeah," he said huskily, "yeah, Teach, you want it!"
He bent again to lick her horny clit, which was now stiff and swollen and throbbing with horny meat. This time he fastened his lips around it and began to suck, taking the whole hot little finger of flesh into his mouth. "AAHHHHH!" Marie wailed. She arched her pussy up to meet him, feeding him her most tender meat, loving the violent waves of pleasure that wracked her body each time he sucked hard on her clit. Cream poured from her cunt in steamy rivers, soaking his handsome young face, dripping down to pool on the bed. Lance sucked her clit fast and hard, until she was moaning loudly and clawing the bedspread. Then, maddeningly, he stopped. "AHHHHHH," Marie moaned in agony. "AHHHHH, PLEASE...!"
"Please what?" he laughed. "PLEASE EAT MY CUNT!" Then she growled like an animal as she felt his hair tickling her inner thighs again as his head dipped into her crotch. She waited, and then his stiff, rough tongue was lapping her pussy, rimming it deliciously.
"Oh, yes, yes, yesssss! Ohhhh, GOD!" she shrieked.
His hands slipped under her tensed ass and gripped tightly, pulling her up to his mouth. He began to ease his tongue into her flooded, tasty cunt, and Marie felt a delicious searing sensation as the hot, supple organ entered her. She thought she was going to faint with pleasure.
"UUUUGGHHHHH!" she gasped, straining upward to take his tongue even deeper into her burning, nearly starved cunt.
He penetrated her fully, then began to lap and tickle and probe inside her. She squealed and writhed with the intense pleasure, and as the movements of his thick, rough tongue grew more brisk, she felt the first ripples of orgasm. She couldn't help herself then.
"YESSSSS!" she cried out eagerly. "YESSSS, MAKE ME CUMMMMM!" Lance immediately removed his tongue. Marie gazed up, glassy-eyed, at the grinning boy, knowing what he wanted. He wanted her to beg for it. And she was damned if she'd do that. She could have screamed with frustration. He'd cheated her on the very brink of climax. But she still hadn't reached the point of begging.
The boy chuckled softly, as if he understood her thoughts perfectly. He slipped off the bed and began to undress.
Marie watched him helplessly, completely adoring his handsome, muscular body. Her hungry eyes locked onto his cock, which was fiercely erect and hugging his belly. The pale shaft was stiff and plump, the glans almost purple with engorgement. She wanted it.
Lance, naked, climbed back onto the bed, and when he separated her legs, Marie didn't resist. She knew she'd feel overwhelmed with guilt later, but right now she had to get laid, she just had to. The burning need inside her was just too much.
"Yeah, yeah, Teach," he crooned, kneeling between her silky thighs, "I'll take care of you."
Marie sighed deeply and closed her eyes, waiting for the first delicious thrust of his stiff young dick. She didn't have to wait long. She felt the hard, hot knob of his cockhead stretching her plump swollen pussy lips, then the searing entry of his long, rigid cock. Sensual joy rocked her body as he thrust deep into her.
"AAAHHHHH, YESSSS, YES, YES, YES!" she wailed.
She was just reaching for him, wanting to crush him to her, when Lance suddenly withdrew.
Marie gawked at him in dizzy frustration. He just knelt there between her legs, grinning at her. His hugely erect young prick hugged his taut belly, glistening slightly with her juices. He seemed delighted with her horny agony. "Lance," she moaned, "for God's sake! What do you want?"
The boy laughed harshly. "Just a little favor, Teach. I did something nice for you. Now you should do something nice for me."
He moved suddenly, straddling her chest, his taut firm ass cheeks resting lightly on the ripe cushion of her big, heaving tits. He bent his stiff prick down until the wet tip brushed her lips.
"Open up, Teach," he said hoarsely, eagerly. "I want you to suck my cock!"
Without hesitation, Marie's tongue flicked out and scooped drops of cum from the head of his bobbing dick.
Lance reached behind him, seeking out her wet pussy, and began to rub it, sending hot waves of horny yearning through her body.
Marie moaned. She wanted to get fucked so badly, she could have screamed. Nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. Crazed with her powerful need, she opened her mouth.
"Yeah, yeah, that's it, Teach," Lance sighed.
He directed the hot, swollen knob of his cock between her trembling lips. She felt the weight of it on her tongue, felt her mouth stuffed with his hot, salty prick. He pushed in to half his length, until his drooling glans butted her throat.
"NOW SUCK!" he hissed. "SUCK IT, CUNT!"
Marie began to suck. She took a perverse pleasure to it. She liked his taste, she liked the sensual act of sucking on his thick, rubbery cock. Her sucking became wet and noisy, a greedy slurping sound.
"Yeah, yeah," he moaned, his young face alight with leering enjoyment. "Suck that prick, Teach... taste it, eat it!"
His plump, warm balls slapped lightly, rhythmically, against her chin. His fingers suddenly dug into her shoulders. Marie could see how excited she was getting him, and she sucked him even faster. Her only aim now was to get him so hot that he'd have to fuck her.
"AWWWW, OHHHH, YEAH!" he whimpered. "You learn fast, Teach. That's good, real good!"
Marie was beginning to enjoy the wicked act of sucking the boy's erect prick. His cock juices dribbled steadily onto her tongue, strong and salty, and she liked the taste. She sucked harder, trying to take more of him into her mouth.
Lance grinned lewdly at her, his face flushed and excited. "Hey, you really dig it, don't you, Teach?" he panted. "Well, I'm gonna give you a big treat. I'm gonna let you eat my cum!"
Marie gagged. He began ramming his erect, fat cock in and out of her mouth, literally raping it. She couldn't turn her head, and she had to submit helplessly.
"Uhhhhhh," he moaned. "UHHHHHH!"
She felt the first sizzling splatter of his cum in her throat. She tried desperately to move her head away, but it was impossible. She was forced to take the whole load, swallowing it so as not to choke.
He drew his limp, dripping prick from her mouth, chuckling softly. "How'd you like it, Teach?" he mocked. "That stuff taste good?"
"ANIMAL!" she exclaimed.
He snorted. "Yeah? Well, we'll see who's the animal."
He dived for her crotch again. Before she could stop him, his thick tongue was worming deep into her cunt. She felt a moment of repulsion for the sadistic, cocky boy, but it quickly vanished as intense pleasure rocked her loins.
His tongue felt so good in her. So damned good!
"Ahhhhh!" she cried. "Oh, God, YESSSS! EAT MEEEEEE!"
Lance probed thickly, deeply, into her churning cunt until she came. She'd needed it so badly, she couldn't hold back her passionate response. She threw her legs wide apart, allowing his hot, wet tongue to burrow almost to her womb. She screamed without restraint as the powerful dizzying climax shook her.
When she came to herself again, Lance was wiping her juices from his handsome face, flashing her that knowing grin which chilled her blood.
And then he started talking, and what he said blew her away.
"I did this so you'd know, Teach, that the next time you get hot panties, you'll know where you can get laid. That little asshole Phil Latham will not only get you fired, but maybe arrested."
"What?"
"That's right. The punk's got a big mouth. I took care of it this time, but from now on come see me when you want some cock around school. I know the guys who can keep their mouths shut!"
And then he was suddenly dressed and gone!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Somehow it all seemed so natural. The four of them went out to dinner, and then returned to the apartment for drinks. They talked, and then some strange, silent communication passed between them.
"We'll take the sofa," Carrie suggested.
Marie nodded and led Les into the bedroom. Without a word, they undressed and got into bed.
Les pulled her body over his. "I'm going to make love to you."
She sighed. "I know. I've been waiting a long time for your cock."
The gap in her cuntal slit widened and the curling hairs around the entrance glistened with her juices. He placed his big, hard prick between her pussy lips and pushed. The head entered. He wormed his way up into her, directing the shaft of his cock surely and firmly into her seeping, heated hole.
Marie gasped in joy. The tip of his meat was probing deeply. She answered his exertions by moving her ass around and around in a circular motion. Then she cried out and gave her ass a downward thrust that buried him to the balls in her belly.
A sobbing series of moans erupted from her anguished throat. Her hands gripped his hard shoulders. The fingernails were embedded in his flesh and she thrust herself up and down, riding his prick like a mare in heat. The muscles in her thighs and buttocks hardened and pounded with more power on each stroke.
He filled her cunt thrust for thrust, and then he began to feel an unusual sensation around his swollen shaft. There were muscles in her ass and in her cunt hole that she used like an expert to milk his cock. It was good. He grip- ped her taut, fleshy buttocks in a ferocious way and pumped up into her with even more fury.
"Ohhhh, super cock," Marie moaned. "Best cock I've ever had!"
It was flattering. He took it as such. He decided to batter her into insensibility with his swollen meat. He'd shoved his arms down under her ass to pry open her succulent little buttocks sponging his rod's bloated head in and out of her soaking hole. "Want it all?" he groaned. "Every fucking inch," she cooed. And she kissed him, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth as he slammed his cock and the finger of one hand in and out of her pussy and asshole.
Then, gasping for breath, she took her mouth off his.
She sat up, leaning backward, her breasts taking an exciting upward curve. Les rubbed her hard, flat stomach, then her thighs, warmly, almost lovingly. She was in ecstasy.
His cock was perfect for her. He moved rhythmically, his hands again on her tits, pushing backward. Her head hung back, her dark hair sweeping back and forth, the tendons in her neck standing out as she started to have her orgasm.
He rolled her over onto her side. She draped her upper leg over his thigh and bucked into him, meeting his cock as he fucked her furiously. She covered his neck and shoulders with a flurry of kisses and bites.
Then he picked up his speed, leaning into her so he could suck on one of her tits, opening his mouth and taking as much of her throbbing mound as he could. Marie reached over and squeezed the base of his impaling cock as it drove again and again into her syrupy cunt hole.
Her fingers felt the wetness of his pecker meat as it reamed in and out of her pussy. Their pubic hairs were wet and warm. He stopped sucking and grabbed her ass. As he stuck his prick into her, he pulled her butt cheeks into him as hard as he could.
Marie started to cum as soon as he did this, feeling the head of his giant rod jab at the base of her womb. She couldn't hold back, and she gushed out her juices, bathing his cock and balls with her nectar.
"God," he moaned, "you came good."
"Do you want to cum now?"
"Not yet," he smiled. "I want it to last."
"How long?" Marie asked, a double mean- ing in her words.
"Forever and ever," Les smiled down at her.
A wet, staccato suctioning sound now filled the room as her cunt overflowed with juice. This noise was soon followed by the slap-slapping of their sweat-filmed bodies.
"I'm going to cum again!" she cried. "MY GOD, I'M GOING TO CUM LIKE HELL!"
As the words left her throat, she could feel his cock swell to its maximum hugeness inside her burning cunt and release a scalding torrent of cum. Her pussy was instantly galvanized by the explosion, and she began responding convulsively to the jerking prick spewing inside her fuck-hole.
While delicious spasms shook her body, jet after jet of hot, creamy juice filled her aching sheath, until finally it could hold no more. Her cock-engorged cunt overflowed, and the sticky, white jissum oozed out of the taut lips and spilled down her ass cheeks and onto the bed sheet.
"Oh, hell, don't stop!" she cried. "Don't stop fucking my cunt just because you came!"
"Honey, I won't," Les rasped, concentrating on keeping his dick hard and trying to fuck her hard enough to rip her pussy apart.
"I'll rip you open clear up to your tits!"
"Do that!" Marie bellowed. "DO THAT!" He fucked her. He surged in and out of her hole. He widened her while she cried for more and more. He plunged his big cock clear to the far depths of the hole between her hot, sweaty thighs. He felt her juice ooze from her lower lips and soak his balls. It was good, it was warm, and it made him fuck her all the harder.
"Oh, oh... oh, there, there, there," he chanted, and came.
Cum boiled out into the body beneath him, and when Marie felt his hot cream surge into her she cried out in delighted joy. She clasped him even closer when he slipped down on her.
"Ohhhh, yes, your cum feels so good shooting up into my cunt like that!" she cried. "I love it!"
"I think I've got one left," he gasped. "Good!" Marie squealed in delight, flipping over on the bed until she was crouching on her hands and knees. Her breasts swung beneath her like huge, dark-tipped pendulums. The white fleshy globes of her ass presented an easy target in the half-light of the room. "Put it in my ass this time!"
He fell to his knees behind her. He spread her cheeks, pressing the head of his hard prick against the puckered rosebud of her ass. He rubbed it around, making sure there was enough lubrication for easy insertion. Then he pressed forward, feeling the initial resistance of her smooth ass; he backed off for a second and then rammed home. He shoved forward with all his might, burying his meat to the hilt in her bowels.
Marie gasped with delight, feeling his lean, muscular body pressed tightly against her. His prick in her ass felt like a hot bar of iron as he plunged it in and out in rapid strokes.
With a final scream of fiery delight, he forced his cock into her ass up to his balls, pressing her body down to the bed as he spilled his cream deep into her rectum. At the same moment, he felt her ass muscles throb around his prick as his climax induced one in her.
Marie collapsed on the bed. Reality once again took over her mind. If she was going to tell Les, if she was going to get the relationship off on the right track, now was the time to do it.
"You're one hell of a man, Les," she said softly.
"And you're one hell of a woman," he replied.
"But I have to be truthful." Marie paused, staring into his eyes. "With me, one hell of a man isn't man enough."
Les smiled. "Neither is one hell of a woman."
It was suddenly clear; they were both on the same wave length. They fell into each other's arms, laughing.
"C'mon," Marie giggled, "let's see if those other two are still alive. I don't hear anything out there!"
They went into the living room. Carrie was rolled up on the couch, passed out. Ted was sitting in a chair, fisting his dick.
"I told her not to drink so much wine at dinner," he pouted. "One screw and she goes to sleep!"
Marie chuckled. "Then I guess it's up to me to carry the load for the evening... or should I say, carry the cock?"
She leaned back against the wall and spread her legs.
"Come and get it, Ted!"
Ted, his hard-on flopping in front of him, bounded across the room. "Standing up?" he laughed.
"I don't give a shit," Marie said. "Just fuck me!"
Ted melted against her, kissing her hard, his huge cock rubbing against her belly. She reached down and curled her soft fingers around it, squeezing gently, and his hands shot up to her breasts. He fondled the taut nipples and she moaned against him, forcing her cunt mound into his groin.
He groped with his hands, first over her firm tits, then her sides, followed the curve of her waist, then smoothed own her back and stopped at the hard mounds of her buttocks.
He pressed firmly with the flat of his palms against her flesh and forced her to crush against him. Her hand was trapped between them and she tugged until his cock was free to slide across her belly.
Les watched with bulging eyes. His prick suddenly swelled. Marie gaped over Ted's shoulder and her eyes filled with Les's thick cock. She motioned to him as Ted buried his face against her tits.
Les pattered bare foot across the room. Ted was moving against her hot flesh and his hand worked furiously to guide his throbbing prick between her legs. She spread them slightly, trying to help him slide into her wet cunt as she took Les's cock in her hand.
Ted pushed roughly, forcing her back against the wall, but she put her arms around him, twisted and changed positions with him. He didn't mind as she flattened against him. The wall afforded him good leverage and he felt his dick slide all the way up inside of her and her pelvis rubbed hard against his as he began gyrating his ass against the wall.
Les fumbled behind her. She had reached back, grabbed his swollen rod and was leading it to the dark furrow of her ass.
Les swallowed hard. He felt his breath catch in his throat and sparks exploded in his eyes. He tried to force his huge prick into her tight ass, pushing and heaving his body as she wriggled her buttocks.
The two men grunted in unison as Marie stretched between their sweating, grinding bodies. Ted pumped slowly in her belly, feeling her silky cunt slide up over him, as Les pushed hard with a loud grunt and forced his thick cock up into her ass.
Marie groaned as the hard pecker stretched her ass muscle. Fire burned her insides as he filled her, tore the tender flesh. She felt her body go limp against the two men. Electric shocks vibrated through her body. Her tits ached, her clitoris shuddered against Ted's prick, and a new thrill overcame her as they met inside of her.
They hunched against each other, glued to one another as the two men circled the woman with their arms, held tight and twisted. Ted felt the head of Les's prick inside of Marie and, not to be outdone, pushed harder until he felt the lips of her cunt stretch tight.
Marie hung limp between the two men. She relaxed her muscles and let the two wonderful pricks carry her weight. It was supreme bliss; Ted mashed against her tits, battering her throbbing cunt while Les tortured her ass, burning and stretching the muscles until the pain was sweet fire.
It was uncomfortable, but neither of the men seemed to notice as Marie began squirming. She was being split apart by the two massive, swollen cocks plunging into her. She loved it. Les pushed again. He slid in farther, stretching her asshole until she thought she would scream. The more his pushed, the thicker his prick became, and she was shocked by the realization that he had entered her and his cock hadn't been totally hard. It was getting stiff inside her.
Marie was almost senseless with pain and sensations gushing through her body. Les ballooned in her ass, choking her insides, and Ted ground his prick into her cunt, pressed against Les, and she felt her body rise into the air.
Ted shuddered against her tits, dug into her cunt and shot his hot cream in short bursts deep into her pussy.
Les, his nerves humming, lunged against her, forcing her closer to Ted, exploded in her ass and she felt the fire gushing up inside of her.
All three of them slid to the floor, with Marie whimpering in lustful delight. She was aware of sounds around her but she didn't care what the men were doing, content to feel every nerve in her body tormented to the point of insanity. It didn't matter what they did as they roamed over her flesh, biting her nipples, stomach and thighs.
She felt something being pushed hard against her ass. When she opened her eyes and tried to turn, Les grabbed her hair. He forced her head into his lap and pushed his musky cock against her mouth. She opened her lips and the hot prick slipped in and began to swell inside. She opened her eyes wide and stared straight at his pubic hair. It was getting bigger, much bigger, in her mouth, harder, and she knew she was going to choke. But she didn't care. She wanted it. She explored the burning head with her eager tongue and moaned hotly as she tasted his sticky, bitter fluid.
Ted twisted her legs, holding her firmly by the ankles. He spread them wide apart, but she didn't care as she eagerly sucked and bit at Les's huge prick. His meat filled her mouth until she felt her lips being stretched. She tried to draw her head back but he held her firmly by the hair. The giant rod began choking her and she tried desperately to mumble, but he wouldn't let go. She started to fight him, needing a gulp of fresh air. He pulled harder and her head ached, the pain shooting through her scalp as he tugged.
Ted pushed roughly against her and slid into her ass. She felt him bore easily past the sphincter, flow up her asshole and pound against her bowels.
She felt totally filled, gorged to the bursting point in two of her holes. It was wonderful. It was heaven. Struggling, she pulled her head off Les's prick long enough to grab a gulp of air and scream out her lust.
"YES! OH, YESSSS! FUCK ME! GIVE IT TO ME, BOTH OF YOU! GIVE ME ALL YOU'VE GOT, YOU FUCKERS! I LOVE IT! FUUUCK MEEEEE!" Les's dick shot off in her mouth and Ted's balls erupted, shooting his fiery jissum deep up her asshole. Marie closed her eyes and gave herself up completely to the incredible sensations of her own climax.
Suddenly, she felt soft, furry warmth surround her face. She opened her eyes.
Carrie had awakened and slid to the floor. She was molding her thighs around Marie's head and offering the beautiful brunette her cum-drenched pussy.
"GETTIN' ENOUGH, HONEY?" Carrie grinned down at her friend.
"NEVER! NEVER GET ENOUGH!" Marie replied, gurgling and lapping at Carrie's cunt. "That's one nice thing about Sex Education... you never learn it all!"
