Although Connie Moore had been married to David for twenty-five years, her husband had yet to give her what she really needed-a satisfying sexual experience. And matters were getting worse: Every time she looked at her sixteen-year-old son, Steve, she felt a most unmotherly craving to help him through his adolescent nervousness about sex. But when she caught her own daughter moaning in Steve's bed, Connie decided to help them both-as well as herself-with some good sexual instruction.
1
Connie Moore peeked carefully into her son's bedroom and she almost gasped. Sharp, sexy thrills ran down to her cunt.
Sprawled naked on the bed, the covers kicked back, Steve's right hand was sliding up and down on his cock!
She shuddered, tipping her head so she could use both eyes to peer through the crack in the door between the bathroom and his room. Her viewing space wasn't very large. But ohhh, his prick was! How beautiful and sexy. The taut foreskin was peeled down to reveal the huge red glans which glistened with wetness.
What a big pair of hairy nuts! His prick is longer and thicker than my husband's, she thought enviously. He must have nine inches! I knew he was well hung, but I had no idea it was so big.
Steve was sixteen, strong and agile. This summer he was playing American Legion baseball and had a wonderful record as a pitcher. Flocks of young sexy girls showed up when he was due to pitch. He was bashful and modest, though. Connie was almost positive he still was a virgin. He had no girl friend, although girls were always calling him or hanging around with Susi, Connie's fourteen-year-old daughter, Steve's sister.
Steve's handsome tanned face twisted, his head pulled back, and his foreskin worked up and down on his glans as his hand pistoned faster.
She knew that he had been jacking off for years-she had found the come stains on the sheets of his bed, in towels and in his shorts. As he worked toward a climax, as her cunt moistened and her big breasts tingled, she admitted she liked to sniff the dried freight of his young, hot passion.
After twenty-five years of marriage to David she was sick of the same old routine. Every other Saturday night was sex night. Twice a month, Connie knew, wasn't enough for her. She was seven years younger than David, and she had matured slowly; she hadn't learned how to climax until five years after their marriage.
When David's powers had started to fade, her own had started to increase. In desperation, she had begun her old girlhood habit of masturbating. A sexy movie or a suggestive conversation with her close friend and neighbor Mona Bridges sent her into a spin; she would retreat to the master bedroom or the bathroom and play with her cunt and breasts until she had an orgasm.
She was a big lusty healthy Nordic, she hadn't lost her figure, men looked at her when she walked down the street, she was proud of her long rounded thighs and trim ankles, her thick blonde hair. And at forty-five she was thinking more about sex than she ever had in her life.
We never chippied on David, but when John Bridges looks at me or dances with me, I'm really tempted! Mona says John gives her the prick at least twice a week. Ohhhh, I envy her!
She had slept late that morning. Susi was staying all night with Nina Bridges, as she often did, and David had made his own breakfast. Steve had a game today, so he needed his rest. Still wearing her nightie, she had stepped into the bathroom after rising, heard the creak of Steve's bed springs, and dared to peep.
Now she almost wished she hadn't caught her son playing with his big hard prick. i had a dream about him the other night; I imagined he was fucking me! How horrible! I'm a respectable married woman, from a good family. How can I think of incest?
Bracing her weight with her left hand against the door casing, she slipped her right hand under her nightie onto her swelling, dripping cunt. She had never seen anything quite as sexy! She knew she would have to play with herself again. Her bi-monthly night with David was over a week away.
"Uhhhh!" Steve cried, his hips lurching high. His hand whipped faster. His big red glans puffed, his nuts bunched tightly at the base of his shaft. He groaned again, his legs kicked, his blue eyes grew enormous.
Connie gripped her pussy very hard, feeling the tip of her clit rub excitingly on her palm, her hips curved with purpose. Licentious thrills fanned out through her crotch. A talk with Mona the evening before had put a hard core of unrequited need in her loins. Her large sensitive nipples stiffened and tingled.
"UGGGHHH!" Steve cried fiercely. A white stream of come shot high in the air, splashing down on his heaving chest. More cream gushed from the sexy hole while his hips bucked furiously. The bed jiggled.
OHHH! Connie thought wildly. Ohhh, I wish he'd poured his come in my cock-starved cunt!
Shuddering, she retreated carefully and slipped back into the master bedroom, closing the other bathroom door behind her. She turned the lock and ran to the main exit, locking that door too. She raced to the rumpled bed, sprawling across it, lifting her big white breasts out of the nightie.
She swung her cunt high, playing her fingers along the moistened slit. The ache in her clitoris was almost overpowering. Her left hand worked across her swelling tits, her pink nipples erected deliriously. Usually she thought about someone remote, like John Wayne or Rock Hudson.
I'd never, never let Steve fuck me, she thought. But I'm going to dream about him when I go off! I can't help it. The whole thing was too vivid! I've seen exactly three hard cocks in my life, David's, my first boy friend's and Steve's. And Steve's is the sexiest!
She teased her clit and rested, savoring the delectable suspense. She had learned how to prolong her enjoyment when she was fourteen. Play and wait, play and dream, play and play right up to the edge of orgasm and then let the sweet shivers bathe her nerves with warm delight.
She had lost her guilt feelings about masturbating at an early age. Her Norwegian mother had been very practical about the sex function, offering advice on contraceptives. Connie had always made her first boy friend use condoms, and she had carried her own supply. Later, with David, she had used internal devices.
No more. She was past the age of worrying about getting knocked up. She had wanted only two children, and she had them. And now that she was free to screw any time, any place, David was getting the older man's sex disease, limp prick.
She rolled her stinging clit and shuddered with anticipation. Her big tits pushed higher. Delicious! But-not yet! She had more sexy things to think about.
She remembered the last Saturday night she had taken David's cock. Mona and John, she and David, had gone night clubbing, as they often did on a weekend. They went only to the best places, naturally. John was a very successful real estate broker, David had the biggest hardware store in Conway; all four were prominent in social circles. They lived on Maple Avenue, very exclusive. Their homes were big and luxurious. John and Mona had a swimming pool, David had a boat which the two families often took north to Lake Pinewood.
During the evening of the night club she had danced a lot with John, who had made flattering remarks about her big breasts. He was a smoothie, all right, a natural salesman. Brunette Mona, slender and beautiful and sexy, had given David more attention than usual...
"What I'm going to say you can blame on the liquor," John murmured in Connie's ear, his arm tightening around her waist.
"I'm listening," she said, thrilled and curious.
"You ever think about stepping out on Dave?"
She was shocked. But she didn't back away; she liked the press of his loins against her crotch. She realized this partner trading in a club was a kind of battery charging; it always increased her pleasure after she and David got home.
"No!" she exclaimed. "Shame on you."
Ohhh, he's sexy enough, she thought, trembling. One time I thought about him when Dave was fucking me!
Vicarious adultery. Mona, who was very outspoken and more aggressive than Connie, admitted she often dreamed about some other man when John was bouncing her in bed. Connie had lied, claiming she didn't.
"I have a feeling you aren't getting enough, Connie," John said against her ear.
"Oh, you're awful!" Connie laughed. Then she told another lie. "David's pretty good, really."
"I know him pretty well, Blondie. Men talk a lot about sex, you know. Don't get sore about this, just say I'm about half drunk ... but he's slightly on the square side."
"W-what do you mean?" she gasped. But I KNOW, she thought instantly. I'm not that stupid. He's never gone down on me, no one ever has; I've never sucked a prick! He doesn't even play with my breasts enough. He never sucks my nipples any more. Just the old routine feels, the climb above me. I've never even topped a man! Mona says she does it all the time and loves it. Ohhh, damn!
"Sorry," John laughed. "I think you're missing a lot of fun, Connie. I have a thing about big healthy blondes like you."
"Well, why didn't you marry one?" Her panties were turning wet in the crotch, she was pressing so close to him. When she and David were finally in bed at home she knew she would have at least two orgasms, maybe more! When he drank he couldn't come swiftly. It was sex night, she knew she would get his cock. She hadn't played with her pussy for three days; she was really turned on.
"Well, Mona persuaded me-and you know how!" he chuckled.
"Why do you want to-cheat?"
"Hell, every man-likes some strange stuff once in a while," he murmured.
"You're-impossible!" Connie laughed. "But I'm flattered." The liquor was doing things for her too.
The music ended before they could continue the conversation. When they returned to the table it was obvious Mona had excited David. His dark eyes were burning.
"Have fun, you two?" Mona laughed, winking at Connie.
"I did!" John chuckled, giving Connie a parting squeeze.
"I always like dancing with John."
"What about you, honey?" Mona smiled at David. She called nearly every close friend "honey".
David nodded and actually blushed. Mona burst out laughing.
"I didn't mean to rub around on you that much!"
Later, when Connie and David were home, he was in quite a hurry to undress. She wished they could talk more about things; when he was ready for sex he was generally more quiet than usual.
After removing her dress she went in the bathroom to finish undressing, as she always did. David would be in bed when she came out wearing a thin nightie. The bedside light would be off. He liked to fuck in complete darkness. She hadn't minded that the first few years of their marriage, but his obsession seemed rather childish now. He seemed almost ashamed of his passion.
Nightie on, her breasts and pussy freshly perfumed, she came out of the bathroom and groped her way to her side of the bed. As she crawled in his hands clutched her body immediately. His right hand went between her thighs, and he squeezed the flesh, breathing unevenly.
"Ohhhh, darling!" she breathed, bringing her swollen tits out of her nightie.
He muttered something under his breath, his hand pressing against her cunt. She waited for him to seize her hand and bring it over to his cock, as usual. He did, finally. His seven inches were very hard, even wet on the knob. Mona had inspired him.
Now was when she craved intimate conversation. A few words of flattery, maybe. No luck ! She was old stuff for him. He ran a finger into her eager pussy, ignoring her tender clitoris. She hunched upward more boldly than usual, knowing she could blame it on the drinks.
"Uhhh!" he muttered, climbing swiftly between her open thighs. She guided his rigid cock to her shivering cunt.
I have to wait so long for this I almost die, she thought, feeling his prick sweep into her cunt. I hope he can last for half an hour! Ohhh, it's good tonight!
She pulled her big thighs forward, leaving them apart at the knees so he could kiss her tits. She curved her rump higher, taking all of his cock she possibly could. It never did reach bottom!
He began to stroke, quietly with deadly concentration. Once on their honeymoon she had tried to talk during this stage of the game, and she had almost spoiled it. Her vagina squeezed snugly around his shaft-her first boy friend had told her she had a tight pussy and two children hadn't changed it.
She loved his stroking best when he hit her clitoral area on the hard downpushes. She met his humps with more than her usual abandon. She arched her tits high, hoping he would nuzzle them, but tonight he was fucking too diligently to even notice her breasts. The whiskey was doing its magic, keeping him from spurting after just a few strokes.
David rested, breathing very hard. Sweet twinges of pleasure radiated from Connie's prick-spread cunt up to her tits and down her thighs. Dancing with John had made her hole extra tender and juicy. Now the press of David's nuts into her puffy cunt lips added to her thrall.
She was afraid to caress him too much; she had to make the fun last as long as possible. After his squirt he was all finished.
He started again with more vigor. Again she tried to drive his cockhead deeper, meeting his pokes with her ass raised very high. She would have loved to see it going in and out of her twat! But feeling it sliding through her tissues was almost satisfaction enough after two weeks of abstinence.
Since he wasn't going to kiss her tits, she had an impulse to fondle them herself. They ached for manly attention. Now was the very best part of a fuck. He was straining and moaning into his orgasm. The bed creaked, and the faint wet slapping of her cunt against his loins heightened her passion.
He was coming faster than usual, even with the liquor in his system. She always hoped it would last longer.
"UHHHH!" he groaned, going into his short strokes.
Her own climax began knifing her loins as he lengthened his strokes, retreating almost all the way out, then ramming in deep. Connie savored each thrust, longing for more.
He shuddered, bucked and suddenly missed her cunt entirely. He uttered a wild curse, but he was already ejaculating. David tried to reinsert his cock, and she felt the gushing of his sperm on her cunt lips as he worked furiously to locate her uptilted cunt. She was already rising toward orgasm, but the growing limpness of his shaft when he finally stuffed it into her made her climax less. than wonderful. She made it, but just barely. The stings of her unsatisfactory orgasm almost hurt.
Panting, sweating, David collapsed on her body, his cock already wilted. She tried to urge a few more thrills from their hot connection, knowing already she would have to masturbate to ease the goading ache deep inside. A few weak nuances and it was all over. He pulled out and rolled over on his back.
"Damn," he muttered. "I'm sorry..." "That's all right," she said softly. She wanted to scream.
You can't even do it right old fashioned! I need more, more! Sometimes I almost HATE this same old routine! Now I won't get any more cock for two whole weeks!
Connie returned suddenly to the autoerotic manipulation of her breasts and cunt. She was riding close to orgasm. Just a few more moments of delay would toss her into her own personal delight.
The image of Steve's huge prick bumed in her mind. For a few dirty seconds she imagined her own son was pounding his cock in her cunt. Thinking wasn't a crime. She knew that sons and mothers often did become intimate, just as fathers and daughters did. But she had always associated this kind of evil conduct with sexual degenerates. It shouldn't happen to people in her stratum of society.
Ohhh, Steve! she thought dizzily, bringing her clit to its peak of sensitivity. I hate to see you wasting your hot juice in your hands. It should be shooting into an eager cunt. My cunt is starved for it. I need a longer prick.
In her sex fantasy he was swinging above her, his mouth stinging her tits, his big knob pushing into her flaming cunt.
Her hands went wild on her tits and pussy. The long-awaited thrills erupted swiftly and delectably. She hunched lustily, shaking the bed. In her dream Steve was pounding his pole hard against her untouched womb, at the very center of her womanhood. Her clit exploded with such erotic force she uttered a wail of pleasure.
"NNNNNowwww!"
Her sugary throbbing, her stings of release, hadn't been so good for ages and ages! She humped and gasped and wiggled; she felt her pussy lips twitch against her fingers, something deep inside her loins was trying to find expression. A new kind of wildly erotic movement almost startled her. But the novel sensation faded, the sharp familiar thrills bathed her crotch, leaving her gasping with joy and wonder.
Riding her hand, coasting down from her orgasmic height, she suddenly remembered something she had overheard while getting her hair fixed. Two women had been talking about fun in bed with a man, and one had asked the other if she could have a pelvic orgasm.
"Honey, I don't know what you mean? A come is a come, isn't it?"
Laughter. "Darling, you don't know what a come is until your whole insides jump around and your pussy tightens around a prick!"
Giggle. "Shit, I can do that!"
"Sweetie, you're not digging me. I mean, when your pussy does it all by itself! When your whole pelvis goes off..."
"Well, that must be something!"
"Honey, you haven't lived till you've had it. Everything inside just squirms around, clear down to your ass-hole!"
Connie sighed, drawing her hand from her fluttering cunny. She had passed it off as gossip, but now she wasn't entirely certain. Had she been missing something all of her life? Was there a deeper kind of ecstasy that had been denied her?
Possibly. But she was still with the girl who called a come a come. Women certainly weren't all alike. Some dames couldn't climax at all! And what a horrible thing that would be.
2
"Come in, Don," Mona Bridges said to the handsome blonde youth. "You did a fine job mowing the lawn."
She wore a short-skirted lightweight house dress that displayed her leggy figure advantageously. His blue eyes moved up and down her body in a way that made her cunt twitch.
Don Owen lived with his aunt under the hill below Maple Avenue; his good-looking blonde sister, who was around nineteen, worked part time in John Bridges' real estate office, and Mona suspected her husband was sampling it once in a while.
Mona could easily have had her own son Bob do the lawn mowing bit, but he was tied up in summer baseball, playing on the same team with Steve Moore. Mona had been cultivating a friendship with Don for several weeks; he was a big fifteen and horribly sexy. He was smart. He seemed to pick a time for mowing the lawn when everyone else was gone, as was the case today. Her daughter Nina and Susi Moore were down town having Cokes and naturally John was at work. It was a fine warm afternoon for fucking.
I've never had a young prick, Mona thought, shivering. John isn't giving me enough and hasn't for years. I'd love to fuck Steve, he's the sexiest young man I ever saw, but if Connie ever found out she'd drop her modest panties! I think she's just a little too possessive around Steve; if I didn't know Connie better I'd say she wants to get in her own son's pants.
As far as that went, Mona felt very close to her son Bob, she knew he played with his prick constantly because he was very careless about where he squirted his come. Once she had found a load of it in a cup of a discarded bra-and her own bra at that.
It was a shame teen-aged boys had to waste all that precious fuck juice! A man had his best years before he was twenty.
"Feel like a cool drink?" Mona asked Don, striking a legs-apart pose near the refrigerator.
"Yeah," he grinned, taking a chair at the kitchen table. He wiped moisture from his tanned forehead. His blonde hair was rather long; that was the in thing among the young studs.
"How are you doing with the young girls?" she murmured, serving him some lemonade spiked lightly with vodka. She was tricky, all right. She had fixed the mixture ahead of time.
"Ah, hell," he answered.
She sat across from him, sipping her own cooler, leaning forward so he could look down inside the bodice of her frock. She wore a thin lace-trimmed bra. He stared, flushing lightly.
"I know," she smiled. "They're afraid to put out. I was at that age. I just didn't know anything."
His deep blue eyes flared with interest; her cunt fluttered. He wasn't backing out, he was hanging right in there. Mmmmmm. I haven't had any cock for a week! she thought, shivering. Poor Connie. I told her I get fucked at least twice a week, and that's pure shit. I get it about as often as she does, every other week. I used to topride, but John can't keep his cock hard enough for that any more. I'm dying for stiff prick!
Things weren't planned right in modern society. An older woman needed young stuff, and older men were delighted with young tender pussy. If they couldn't fuck it often at least they could eat it.
I'm sick of the same old prick! she thought. I'm almost sick of my vibrating dildo. I use it almost every day. I'm sure Connie masturbates too. The last time I talked about it she blushed crimson. What a square she is! If I showed her my artificial prick she'd probably faint.
What I'd really like to do is SWAP. David turns me on, and I know John gets Connie all worked up. After the four of us go out drinking and dancing John gives me a pretty good screw. I'm sure he dreams about Connie when he pours it to me. I think about David-or Steve or Don. I'm a bitch! And I'm going to do something about it, right now!
"Don, you're a very handsome young man," she smiled. "Do you like me a little?"
His hand tightened on the glass. His flush deepened. "Hell, yes!" he blurted. "You're plenty sexy."
"Oh, I love compliments!" she laughed. She touched his hand and squeezed it. Her nipples were hard, her pussy was turning wet. She pressed her bare knee against his trousered leg. "Why don't you come around here and find out how sexy I am, honey?"
He almost tipped the glass; his eyes grew very large and hot. She was sure the vodka was helping her cause.
He started to rise, glanced down at his loins. She glimpsed the big tent in his pants and a wave of luscious need swept her being. He was terribly excited, embarrassed about his hard-on.
"Don, it's all right," she breathed intimately. "I won't tell a soul. Everybody's gone. You need it and so do I!"
"Damn!" he muttered, leaping out of the chair. She rose quickly and moved in front of him as he stood up. Suddenly she had her eager mouth on his sexy lips. She was tall-they were about the same height-and his wonderful cock tent pushed right into her flaming crotch. She burrowed into his mouth, her tongue dancing on his teeth. He shuddered, gripping her very hard, almost frantically. He moaned a young animal moan of passion.
Finally she lifted her mouth, afraid she had overdone it. She knew how quickly young boys responded, how hair-triggered they were. Once in a necking spree in a car when she had been seventeen her boy friend had creamed his shorts twice before she even touched his cock. Naturally she had been afraid to fuck. She had jacked him off two more times, but she hadn't made it herself until she had reached home and played with her pussy. The boy friend hadn't known how!
"Don't do it yet, honey," she whispered, catching his hand and drawing him into the living room. He stared wide eyed as she whipped her frock over her head and wiggled out of her half slip. She had drawn the drapes earlier.
"Damn!" he gasped, his strong young body curved inward. The lump in his pants was terribly stimulating. He stood rooted to the carpet, trembling.
"Undress, honey!" she cried. "Hurry!"
Ohhh, God! she thought dizzily. I'll bet he's a virgin! My cunt is on fire! I want that first big squirt!
As she loosened her pink, lacy bra and exposed her hard, high breasts, firmed with her need, he gasped and staggered; his hips lurched, he fell backward on the sofa and she almost screamed her wild disappointment. He was going off!
She recovered quickly. In one way it was very flattering; her slender, well rounded figure of which she was reasonably proud had excited him into a climax. His eyes lost their glazed expression, he watched avidly as she lowered her pink, thin panties.
She would tease and flirt more the next time; she had to get his prick in her cunt before he exploded again.
"Damn!" he cried again, ogling her bush of dark cunt hair. He was rising, fumbling with his clothes.
She hurried over and helped him. His sport shirt came off, his denim trousers smelling of grass cuttings slid down his browned legs, she saw the big wet spot in his shorts where the big cock angled out. He kicked off his loafers. The clean man aroma from his loins brought more hot juice from her swollen cunt. Her clit was as stiff as a poker.
At last his shorts were on the floor. The view of his prick brought a moan from her throat. A nice good eight inches! She was happy to see he still had his foreskin; she didn't go along with the plan of circumcision at birth. Bob had his natural knob covering, although she hadn't seen his prick for years and years. Nice mothers weren't supposed to peek.
She sank down on the living room floor, spread her long thighs and curved her wet pussy upward. She lifted her arms.
"Come on, honey," she breathed. "It's all right! You need a fuck, and I do too!"
He looked stunned, as though he couldn't believe this was happening. But he moved down awkwardly, and she guided his hips between her legs, gripping his wonderfully hard cock, steering it to her burning cunny. His shaft tensed and he moaned as he fell on her, but the best part was just taking place. His rigid young cockmeat slid in snugly right to the core of her twat!
"AHHHH!" he groaned fiercely.
"Raise up a little, honey!" she panted. "On your hands and knees."
"Yeah-" he muttered. He was shaking so badly he could hardly wiggle. Now she had room to uphunch, and she pushed his hips into a more favorable position.
"Now!" she cried. "Fuck my cunt!"
He lunged inward, she met his poke with furious vigor, her pussy walls began to twitch and tighten deliriously.
"Hell damn!" he cried loudly, his hips catching the primal fuck rhythm. His big, hot knob pounded at her womb and his strong body arched as he pounded her cunt with luscious, virile thrusts.
The unfamiliar, extra inch of prick whirled her into sexual orbit!
Ohhh, it's good, good! she thought wildly. It's big and hard. I haven't had a really stiff cock for over ten years! I'm coming! He's pounding me into a quick climax! I'll teach him how to fuck slowly, but not now. He's getting his first FUCK!
"OHH, come big, honey!" she cried. She had time to wonder why she was saying things she hardly ever said to her own husband. It was because she was sick of trying to pretend in the bedroom. True, she and John often talked while they were fucking, it increased their pleasure, but even that was becoming tiresome. Same old things. For John it was becoming a kind of duty fuck.
We both need something new, and I'm getting it! I think he gets it too. Men and women have equal rights!
Her erotic feelings grew. His eager lunges were starting to rip and tear her aching cunt. It was going to be a shattering total orgasm. Her tits were high and firm-she would have to teach him how to suck them. But right now it was cock in cunt, cock in cunt!
"UHHHH-damn!" he groaned. His big cockhead swelled, his shaft flexed deliciously, and his big nuts slapped at her dripping labia.
"OHHH-MMMMMM-OWWW!" she bleated as the first swift beats of her climax rocked her loins. Her whole vaginal channel convulsed with lusty shakes! When she felt the sweet gushing of his young come, the quaking delight reached all the way to her anus!
She bucked and humped, her long legs vibrating around his bobbing rump. Her last uphunches were the most delightful she had known for a decade! Sugary prick-inspired twitching sent waves of relief to every zone of her sex-hungry body.
"You're awfully good for me, Don," she whispered.
He was still panting, urging his cock forward, wanting more. He was like a male dog with a bitch in heat; he couldn't get enough pussy.
"Rest, honey," she murmured. "Relax. You can have all of it you want. I'll go clean up now and that'll make the next time better."
"Yeah," he muttered, finally retreating. She eased him over on his back. As she moved upright he continued to stare at her body. He still couldn't believe his good fortune. His foreskin was very red, almost bleeding. She had got herself a cherry.
"That's sure a nice big prick, honey," she smiled, hoping to take some of his tension away.
"Man!" he gasped.
"You want to learn how to give a girl a real good time, don't you?"
He nodded eagerly. His hard prick tensed and bobbed over his belly. The lighter flesh at his hips, where his swim trunks had kept the sun away, contrasted beautifully with his dark-fleshed cock.
Young prick is the answer to an older woman's dream, she thought devilishly. I wonder how many times he can go off in an hour?
John Bridges opened the rear door of his office and Nancy Owen slipped through, smiling and giggling. She had left early with the other office girl; now she was back. He already had the front door locked, a CLOSED sign in the window. Mona wouldn't say anything if he was late getting home. They didn't have, dinner until seven. It was now four-thirty. Plenty of time for some dalliance with Nancy.
He had worked a long time on this deal. Nancy was engaged, but her boy friend wasn't giving her any fucking; he had some kind of idea he should wait until the wedding night. Well, shit! John thought, realizing he'd been about that stupid himself at twenty-one.
When he had hired Nancy over a year earlier he had known something was cooking. When the other girl wasn't around Nancy managed to flash him glimpses of pantyhosed thigh and crotch. She was a lush, mature blonde with a tremendous pair of tits and full rounded legs. No beauty queen, but plenty sexy. Her miniskirts were very mini, her blouses a size too small.
He had kidded, teased, and dared her, and now he was going to get his reward. One reason he liked her was because she reminded him of Connie Moore. Every time he saw Connie he got half a hard-on. Dave sure as hell wasn't giving her enough fucking. As far as that went, Mona wasn't getting her share either. But the same old cunt was getting so tiresome he had decided to wangle some strange stuff. He didn't count occasional trips into north Idaho to visit whores.
"Don't you ever tell," she breathed, melting into his embrace.
"Sweetie, you can trust me. I told you that."
She trembled, offering him her mouth, the full lips he had watched so many times waiting for his tongue.
On some future date he hoped to get her in a motel, but she still was a "nice" girl, and a little indiscreet gossip in Conway could blow her marriage to hell. His rear office somehow seemed respectable to her. If anyone ever asked, she was working late.
Fortunately his inner sanctum had a comfortable couch and a small adjoining rest room.
It was great, John thought, to get his hands on something young and tender! He knew she had had a disappointing affair with an earlier boy friend, so he didn't expect to get a cherry. And he was sure she fingered her cunt regularly. During their flirtation period he had let her know he'd been sterilized, she had no worry with him. Now she was ready to put out. She was dying for cock, a good manning-and damned if she wasn't going to get it!
His tongue stroked into her lips as they opened wide, melting eagerly. Her arms swept around his neck, her big tits pillowing into his chest, her lush hips curving forward. Her tongue fluttered around his tongue, and a little moan rose in her throat.
He slid his hands across her rump, sneaking under the miniskirt onto the silky nyloned abundances of warm ass and soft thigh. Delicious trembles in her loins brought his cock up hard. He groaned his pleasure. Their tongues stabbed and wrestled.
Her hungry mouth didn't want to let go. He eased his right hand up to the band of her pantyhose, down the inside of the nylon on her smooth, sexy flesh. The curl of pubic hair greeted his seeking fingers; he pressed the warm puffy curve of her exquisite vulva. When his finger found the slit, he wiggled his digit into the heated pudding.
She shuddered, her sucking mouth finally swerving away.
"Ohhhh!" she breathed. "Ohhh, honey!" "Let's get undressed, blondie."
She nodded, breathing fast. He dimmed the lights in the rear office and watched her take off her clothes while he removed his own garments. Years before he had enjoyed watching Mona do her unconscious bedroom strip, the dainty flex of arm and leg, the peel of nylon down a slender leg, the flashes of tit and crotch-but it was old shit any more. He knew her body too well.
A man had to have something new. The fucking restrictions of society had goaded him long enough. Right now he didn't give a shit if he lost everything. Some of his business friends were getting strange pussy now and then; he was fifty-five and getting desperate.
He was already naked when her pantyhose slid away from her hips and cunt. The blonde luxury of her crotch put new life in his prick. It was bigger than it had been for years, leaking juice down the under ridge. When her pink bra cups fell away from her rounded titties, he groaned with anticipation. Sweet shit! Her pink nippled mountains, white and creamy, swayed with erotic promise. The spicy aroma of young pussy blended with her perfume nursed a groan from his throat.
He remembered his resolve to delay the actual fucking as long as possible. He would be good for only two shots at the most. He was afraid his prick would soften too quickly, as it did when he fucked at home. But maybe not! New cunt might work wonders!
He caught her hand and led her to the couch where they immediately sat down and started kissing. Her lips were swollen, her tongue action terrific. A big tit trembled against his chest as he fondled her thigh. He brought her right hand over to his rigid cock.
"Ohhh!" she gasped into his mouth. "Honey, are you sure you're-clipped?"
"Baby, I wouldn't he about that!" he said chokingly. "Don't worry, understand?"
Her hand slid knowingly up and down on his meat. He caressed her swelling cunt lips, found the nub of her clit. She shuddered, and her tongue dived furiously back into his mouth. Her thighs opened farther.
He rolled her clitoris. She moaned into his mouth, her arms tightening around his neck. He turned so both of her luscious tits were riding on his chest. He was shaking with need at the thought of her well juiced pussy.
She began to sink backward on the couch, breathing very fast.
"Ohhh-please!" she gasped.
Damn! He could play her into a few climaxes later. Right now he knew he had to bury his cock in her hole with no more waiting around.
In a sweeping breathless moment he was between her soft silky thighs, her hand steering his prick to the uptilted cunt. He knew instantly she had been fucked before, but he had expected that. Dive! Into the sweet, hot cunt! Sonofabitch! He stroked deep. She shuddered wildly, her soft thighs quivering, her ass tipping higher. He found a small pink nipple with his lips as her hands fluttered along his shoulders, the nape of his neck.
Since her cunt wasn't as tight as Mona's, he could last longer!
"OHHHH!" she cried, meeting his hunches. "Oh, oh, oh, OHHH!"
He lifted his head from her tits, trying to stall his passion, hoping to ride through her orgasm without going off.
Her shivers and leg shakes combined with her frantic eagerness, started his pleasure. Her loud, fierce moan jolted thrills up his legs and down his back. His nuts bunched as they slapped into her drippy cunt lips. He was astounded to discover he was hitting bottom!
The hot load burned along his swelling pole to burst excruciatingly from his pulsing cockhead. He bucked swiftly, feeling her legs flex, her ass shake. Her cunt didn't do a thing exciting. It didn't matter-he was spewing his come in a new young twat!
Her moan faded into a gaspy sigh of pleasure. She softened, her thighs came down, and he rested on the plush abundance of her belly, tits and pelvis. He was sweating; he hadn't done that during a fuck for years and years. The waves of cocky relief were sharp and rich, and-wonder of wonders-his prick wasn't shrinking!
All it needed was a new pussy, he thought, feeling a very faint flutter of her cunt lips around his nuts. I'm sure I can come again! I've got to suck her pussy and have her gobble my prick-if she will.
He suddenly remembered a wish he had carried around for over a year. Susi Moore, dainty and young and fourteen, already well developed, was his idea of delectable table stuff. The last time he had seen her in a bikini his tongue had turned as hard as a poker. When no one else was around she gave him secret flirtatious glances. It was there, if he could somehow arrange it. Success bred success.
He wondered if Nancy was dreaming about her boy friend. Probably. He was too stupid to cash in on his engagement ring.
3
"I wish our mothers would let us date," Susi Moore said to Nina Bridges.
"You know it!" Nina answered. "The one I'd really like to date is your brother Steve."
"I'm crazy about your brother Bob, you know that!" Susi giggled.
"Right, and all they think about is baseball. Iccch!"
The girls wore shorts and loose jerseys; they had enjoyed an hour in the nearest Coke joint and now they were going to swim in the Bridges' pool. It was a lazy warm afternoon.
As they came up the slope of lawn to the Bridges house an odd moaning sound came from an open living room window.
"...Don, honey, take it slower!"
Nina could hardly believe her ears, but she knew her mother's voice, and she was very excited. Don would have to be Don Owen, who mowed the Bridges' lawn at least once a week. He was a cool number, all right. But what was he doing in the living room?
Nina gripped Susi's arm and they halted.
"...ohhhh, that's the way to fuck!" came plaintively from the house.
Susi gasped, staring wide-eyed at her girl friend. "I-don't believe it!" she whispered. "Well, I don't either!" Nina breathed. "My own mother!"
Silence behind the draped window. Nina crept toward it, making no noise in the deep grass. She felt a sweet stinging ache in her pussy. She had been playing with herself for over a year, and boys were on her mind constantly.
The previous Saturday night she had listened to her parents fucking. They had been out partying with the Moores, had been drinking, and had taken quite a while to finish. Heavy! Mona's groans when she climaxed were familiar to Nina; now she was groaning her joy with a teen-aged boy!
"Mmmmmm!" came dramatically from the living room. "Ohhhh, Don! Come in me again! I'm going off!"
She doesn't say those words when Dad is fucking her, Nina thought. She's a bitch! I never dreamed-
"Daaammmn!" Don groaned loudly.
Mona's whimper of delight and a kind of faint slapping slushy noise made Nine shudder. Susi, standing beside Nina, gasped with open-eyed wonder.
They're having it! Nina thought, her pussy twitching with envy. Ohhh, I wish Don would do something for me! Or Steve.
Susi touched Nina's arm, pointing toward the back of the house. Nina trembled, moving along behind Susi. They entered the pool area by a side door in the high enclosure and sank into lawn chairs.
"What're you going to do?" Susi gasped, her face pink. She looked very excited. "Tell your Dad?"
"No, but I'm getting an idea," Nina giggled. "What?"
"I'm going to tell her it's time I started dating!" Nina said. "Wouldn't it be fun if we went out with Steve and Bob?"
"You know it!" Susi giggled. "like wow!"
"I'll let Mom talk your mother into it-or else," Nina said.
"Say, I'm getting another idea," Susi breathed. "Why don't we tell Don he'd better give us a party or we'll tell the whole thing?"
"Cool!" Nina giggled. "I've heard about two girls having a thing with one sexy guy..."
"Say, you look awfully pleased with yourself," Connie said to Mona. They were in the Moore kitchen, sitting at the breakfast bar having coffee.
"I am," Mona said, winking. "Would you believe it if I said I got a good strange screw yesterday afternoon?"
"Oh, no!" Connie gasped, her hand shaking. Mona was bold, outspoken. When they were alone this way they invariably started talking about men and sex.
"I've decided I'm not going to sit on it and play with it any more," Mona laughed. "I'm sure John is getting it on the side. I think dames should have equal rights."
Connie shivered. Her clit was stiffening, her nipples poking out inside her bra. The whole idea was terribly exciting.
"I won't ask you who," Connie said, trying to be sophisticated and casual. "But I'm dying to know!"
Although they had hinted in the past about satisfying their sex urges alone, this was the first time Mona had openly admitted she did masturbate.
"Well, if you cross your heart and promise, I'll tell you," Mona said. She wiggled restlessly on the high stool. She wore tights and a snug jersey, her long shanks open in such a way that Connie found her eyes wandering to Mona's crotch. They had talked a few times about other women having fun together, and Mona admitted she had tried it years ago before she was married. Connie had never experienced such perversity and the whole idea seemed filthy, unnatural.
Maybe she screwed another dame! Connie thought. She hasn't been chasing around with any men I know of.
"You know Don Owen, who mows lawns around the neighborhood," Mona said, smiling slyly.
"Oh, no!" Connie exclaimed. "He's just a-boy!"
Mona laughed. "Honey, that's the best kind for broads our age. Their pricks just never go soft!"
Connie shuddered, remembering her incestuous dreams about Steve, her interest in Bob Bridges. Mona was doing more than merely thinking. Don was a handsome devil. Sexy.
"That's-awful!" Connie objected, her cheeks turning hot.
"Mmmmm, nice!" Mona said. "You know something? In about an hour he squirted four times! I had six wonderful climaxes."
"Ohhhh, stop it!" Connie exclaimed. She drank more coffee, her fingers trembling. Mona was pouring it on today. I'm so envious I could scream, Connie thought.
"If I talked right I'm sure he'd party with both of us, honey," Mona whispered, pressing her knee against Connie's thigh.
"Oh, you're getting worse and worse," Connie muttered, staring straight ahead. The intimate touch was stirring her more than she cared to admit. Hadn't she had a sex fantasy recently about swinging with Mona and some handsome man? But a mere boy...
"Look, honey," Mona said, moving her knee away. "Admit it. You're as frustrated as I am at home. David and John are tired of us, and we're tired of them. If you're so dead set against young stuff, why don't we swap?"
"Say, you're sure coming on with the plans!" Connie laughed nervously. "I don't think David would!"
"Ohhh, piss!" Mona exclaimed. "You know it's going on right here in Conway. The men would jump at it. It's up to us, really."
Connie remembered how the dances with John the previous Saturday night had excited her, made her very eager for sex. Swapping made more sense than doing it with a teen-ager.
"I'd have to think about that!" Connie exclaimed.
"If we didn't get all hung up and emotional about it, we'd really have fun," Mona said. "We both have a good thing going, nice homes, plenty of spare time. Wouldn't that be better than having our husbands out chippie chasing?"
"David wouldn't!"
"Remember that fishing trip the boys took last month over into Idaho? Well, I know those two mining towns have whores, and a girl friend of mine lives there. John and David went on a drunk and didn't wet a line. They wet their pricks."
Connie shuddered.
"We don't have male whores around here," Mona continued. "I know they're available in Nevada, but do we have to go that far for a good time?" She added softly, "A scandal could wreck the whole business, you know that! Who wants a couple of nasty divorces?"
"Not me," Connie admitted.
"Okay. We can't change the way things are, honey. We have nice healthy kids. They should be getting a little fun out of life, too. We both know they're going to start screwing soon. What'll we do about them?"
"I'd want them to have it with the right person!" Connie exclaimed.
"Right. We know Nina likes Steve, and your Susi-likes Bob ... why don't we let them double date? I'd be glad to wise the girls up on contraceptives."
Connie sighed. Mona was realistic, sure enough. Connie hadn't found herself able to talk about contraceptives with her daughter. Before long some young stud would be getting his prick into Susi, and Connie realized her daughter should be prepared for it.
"I thought we agreed our daughters were too young to date," Connie said weakly.
Mona laughed. "I'll have to tell you another secret, honey. Nina and Susi heard Don giving me the business! Kind of embarrassing, really. I didn't know about it till later, though. My own sweet daughter didn't say blackmail, but she woke me up! I wouldn't want John to know about that."
"Well, you're sure full of wild plans!" Connie laughed. She shivered again, aware of a wetness in her pussy. Mona's nearness was disturbing her in a way it shouldn't. As soon as Mona left she knew she would have to play with her cunt again.
"Let's have a party this Saturday night," Mona said. "If you'll swap, just leave it to me. I'll arrange things."
"Oh, all right!" Connie exclaimed, surprised at herself.
Mona laughed. "Good! And if that doesn't satisfy us, we'll have a party with Don Owen..."
Connie felt a sharp twinge of need in her crotch. She flushed and looked away.
"You're turned on right now, aren't you, honey?" Mona breathed, her knee returning to Connie's thigh.
"Please!" Connie objected. Her pussy was very wet.
"Didn't you ever really try it with another dame?" Mona laughed. "Oh, stop it!"
"Okay," Mona said, gliding off the stool. She stretched and the movement drew her firm high breasts tautly against the thin jersey material. "Have your fun alone if you want to. I got so much yesterday I don't think I could pop today anyway!"
"You're filthy," Connie said.
"And you love it," Mona laughed.
Connie admitted her talks with Mona did fill a need in her being. She couldn't discuss any phase of sex with David. She began to realize just how square she and her husband really were. The idea that David had been screwing whores on his fishing trips with John made her angry and envious. How long could she put up with bi-monthly sex? Hadn't David learned anything from the prostitutes? If so, he surely hadn't brought the knowledge home.
"Oh, let's go for a swim and cool off," Connie said.
"Good idea, honey. The girls will be glad to know they can date. When we go over I'll tell Nina. They can do their own thing on Saturday night."
As usual, the girls were over at the Bridges home. They had planned a shopping trip. Steve and Bob were base balling again.
"Wear that new bikini of yours, Connie," Mona said.
"Does it make any difference?" Connie asked, trembling again. "We're just a couple of old married broads."
Mona winked, her eyes sliding along Connie's body. "I envy you your big tits."
"Oh, you're impossible," Connie smiled. But she was flattered.
"See you pretty soon," Mona laughed. She wiggled away, and Connie found her eyes glued to the leggy perfection of her friend's body. A sneaky thought entered her mind.
I wonder how it would be with Mona? She knows I masturbate. She knows I'm turned on. Ohhh, hell. I don't want to be Lesbian. I need prick! Imagine her coming six times with Don Owen. I'm dying for a come right now. I should get myself off and forget the swimming bit and wait for Saturday night. No! I'm sick of playing with my cunt. I'm just as bitchy as she is, I just won't admit it. Well, if David can fuck a whore, why shouldn't I have some fun? Ohhh, I'm so sex-starved I'm about to go nuts!
"Oh, I like you in that bikini," Mona smiled a short while later, as Connie removed her beach robe. Mona wore her own red bikini; Connie's was pink and it looked wonderful on her lush, creamy-fleshed body. Connie's tits were beautifully proportioned, pushing up into luscious cones. Mona's own tits, like large oranges, didn't sag, but she wished she had more. When she wore party frocks she used padded bras.
"You're not so bad yourself," Connie smiled. Her throat was flushed, her cheeks showing high color.
I really got her pussy hot a while ago, Mona thought. And mine's itchy too. I've wanted to get in her panties for a long time. I haven't had a girl fuck for twenty years. The more sex I get, the more I want! The thing with Don reminded me of how little I've been getting, damn it. I'll bet she doesn't even have a dildo.
The pool was all heated and cleaned. Mona had an idea she might do better in the water.
Mona handed Connie a heavily loaded vodka highball she had mixed earlier; her own drink was equally strong. They sat down in deck chairs Mona had placed handily side by side.
"You were kidding me about Don Owen, weren't you?" Connie asked.
"No, honest." Mona opened her long thighs, exposing her crotch. Connie glanced down, then looked away, biting her lip. "He's got about eight inches of beautiful prick!"
Connie gulped at her highball, blushing again.
The word "prick" seemed to stir her passion. The big curvy blonde was turning on higher. Her nipples stood out under her thin, bulging halter.
Now that she was thinking about girl sex, Mona remembered a very dirty thing of her own she wouldn't admit to anyone.
Fd like to screw my own sexy daughter! I know Nina plays with her pussy. I'd love to do it for her! How obscene!
"Does Dave ever give you any variety, honey?" Mona laughed. "You know, going down on you and other nice things?"
"No!" Connie gasped. "You're sure digging in today."
"John isn't very crazy about it either. Just think of all the fun we're missing!"
"I suppose so. I wonder if those whores do it for them?"
"Well, they do anything the man wants," Mona said. "I've heard they do a lot of prick sucking because the men don't get it at home!"
"Oh, you're filthy!" Connie laughed. "Are we supposed to do that when we-swap?"
I'm swinging her my way! Mona thought, shivering with lust. I do believe she's been ready for it for a long time.
"I'm going to try!" Mona laughed.
"I'm going to have trouble waiting until Saturday night," Connie said, finishing her drink. "Ohhh, damn!"
"About ready to climb the walls, huh?" Mona teased.
"You just don't know," Connie said, her soft long thighs spreading.
"I know something we can do to fill you in, honey," Mona whispered, curving her pussy upward. She wiggled her tongue between her lips.
Connie's big blue eyes widened, her cheeks turning very pink.
I don't believe I'll have to get all messy and wet in the pool after all! Mona thought, shivering. She knows damned well what I crave. That vodka is heating her cunt.
"Well, if you aren't going to do something about your hot pussy, I am!" Mona giggled. She reached down beside her and opened her large handbag; she had made all of her preparations. She drew out her favorite dildo, pink shafted, battery powered. They sold as slimming vibrators in drug stores in Spokane. She had been using it for several months. Now that she was fucking Don Owen she hoped she wouldn't need it.
"What're you doing?" Connie gasped, staring at the object.
"My artificial prick, honey!" Mona laughed. "I'm sure you're not that square-or are you?" "That's-awful!"
"Better than fingers, honey," Mona smiled. "Won't go soft!"
Connie shuddered. She had heard about sex gadgets for sex-hungry women, but this was her first look at one. Mona certainly knew her way around. Connie had been tempted to use a candle in her cunt, but the bad jokes about candles and carrots had made them seem disgusting.
On her way over to Mona's place, she had imagined Mona would start a clever program with sweet words and kisses and fondlings. Maybe this kind of thing was better. She didn't want to get emotionally involved with another woman; she liked men too much.
"I thought you got enough yesterday with Don!" Connie exclaimed.
"Honey, broads our age never get enough, do they?" She pushed the dildo at Connie. "Go ahead. Take your pants off and use it!"
"Ohhh! You do it first-"
Mona laughed and moved out of her chair. She slid her bikini panty down her thighs, revealing her dark cunt. She stood in front of Connie, weaving her hips. Connie saw the wet, swollen twat, the sexy slit glistening with juices, and wave after wave of forbidden lust swept her loins.
"Undo my halter, honey," Mona breathed. "My titties are real itchy!" She pushed the head of the dildo toward her cunt, her long thighs spread, her rump curved forward.
Connie moaned with passion; she almost leaped out of her chair, her shaking fingers went to Mona's imagine halter. The hard, pointy breasts Connie had never seen naked drew her hands like magnets. She liked to play with her own titties when she was turned on; now she had a chance to share her pleasure with a good, trusted friend. The stretchy fabric slid upward, the bare warm cones of flesh, sweetly tipped with hard, dark nipples, lured her fingers.
I shouldn't do this, it's wrong! Connie thought dizzily. But I'm famished for sex! She's teased me and tormented me and I have to finish! My cunt is on fire! My tits are ready to burst out of my halter!
Suddenly Connie felt her bikini panty being lowered. A soft hand touched her steaming cunt mound and her hips lurched forward. Sparkly thrills radiated from her crotch. She couldn't resist the temptation of Mona's opened lips, the pink tongue wiggling a sexy invitation. As their mouths met, as their lips writhed, Connie felt something wonderful sliding sweetly up in her cunt.
Her cock-starved hole, entered so infrequently, shivered around the diving dildo. It was going lusciously in and out, in and out. Her hips caught the rhythm, her thighs opened, her rump tipped out and up. Mona's tongue plunged hotly in Connie's mouth, filling another need. David never kissed her that way any more.
I'm coming! Connie thought wildly. She's bringing it fast! Ohhh, now-ohhh, it has to be NOW. I never had it standing up, but I'll take it any way I can get it!
Mona jerked her mouth away, panting unevenly.
"Come, honey!" blazed in Connie's ears. "Come around the prick! You need it! That's the way. Fuck hard!"
Her passion broke like a fireball in her cunt. Blades of sweet fire rocked her pelvis, her legs shook, she hunched furiously as the beat, beat, beat of her joy radiated from her stinging clitoris. The knob was hitting deep, where she needed it most!
A new kind of delight seemed to be trying to make itself known. A few shivers far inside her loins made her wail with pleasure and hope, but they faded and she lost herself in what was happening! She was going off, and off and oooofffff! She was having her first come with a dame and it was just wonderful! So much more fun than doing it all alone!
When the last sugary twitches diminished, she felt her knees turn watery. Connie sagged backward and dropped into the chair. The dildo slipped out of her cunt, but it was all right now. She was over the hump!
"Do it for me, quick!" Mona cried, still poised with her long thighs spread, her wet cunt pushed out. She slid the dildo into her hole. Connie gripped the handle of the object and worked it back and forth in Mona's swollen twat.
"Mmmmm!" Mona cried, hunching busily. "Hold it still! Let me bring it!"
Mona straddled Connie's outstretched legs, her hands gripping Connie's halter. Seeing Mona's cunt take the pink phallus was horribly fascinating! Her hip movements were startlingly abandoned. The slender woman could really fuck!
Mona was so excited she didn't open Connie's halter. Mona's fingers dug into Connie's shoulders, her hips moving faster. The sudden dramatic shaking of Mona's body, the twitch of her cunt lips around the cunt-slickened phallus, gave Connie a fierce, lewd thrill.
Mona's groans were very loud, and they lasted a long time! She just couldn't seem to get enough of the artificial prick.
At last her strokes slowed, her body stopped writhing, and she gasped with relief as she sagged into the chair at Connie's right. She worked the dildo in and out a few more times, panting with joy.
"Feels so good I hate to take it out!" Mona giggled.
"You sure make a production of it!" Connie laughed, determined to be a swinger.
"You turned me on when you went off, honey," Mona answered, patting Connie's thigh. "Now, don't you feel better?"
"I sure do!" Connie said. She hadn't drawn her bikini panty up over her puss. Mona's hand sneaked along the white flesh to Connie's crotch. Playful fingers opened the puffy slit and located Connie's tender clitoris. More stings of pleasure made her gasp.
"Ohhh, that's a nice hard little pecker!" Mona laughed. "Undo your halter, honey. I want to see your big, big titties."
Connie shuddered, her hips curving upward. Ohhh, that's good! she thought. I've had a climax with her. I might as well do the rest!
4
"Isn't this kind of dancing more fun, Dave?" Mona purred, urging her pussy against his crotch. She felt the lump in his swim trunks.
"Right!" he exclaimed.
It was Saturday night at the Bridges' pool. Mona wore a new mini-bikini and Connie was dressed the same way. A drink station had been set up on the patio nearby, a portable stereo oozed beaty music, and the lights were down low. The day had been very warm.
With two martinis under her belt, Mona was ready for anything. John and Connie were enjoying their dance, bodies pressed tightly together. All these old studs needed was a new pussy!
In mid-week Mona had been disappointed. Susi and Nina had returned before she could bring Connie to a second climax. The event had shaken poor Connie. She still was very square. The ice had been broken, though. Mona knew she would have that sweet soft cunt again.
"Why don't you dance me into a dark corner and play around with me, honey?" Mona whispered.
David shivered. "B-but what about Connie and John?"
"Would you care if they had a little fun too?" she asked slyly. She had been delegated to sell David on the swap idea. Obviously Connie and her husband didn't communicate well on the sex level.
"You mean-swap?"
"It is going on, honey," she murmured, pressing her pussy closer. His prick tent was growing. "You know you'd like to make me!"
"Man," he breathed, gripping her snugly. "Would Connie do it?"
"Honey, women need a change too. Don't be old fashioned. Connie says she's willing if you are."
In the soft shadows his handsome face registered shock.
"Wouldn't this be better than going clear over into Idaho on a fishing trip?" she asked cleverly.
He trembled. "How the hell--? Does Connie know?"
"Honey, she's quiet, but she isn't dumb! We've all known each other for years ... we're not kids any more. We gals don't have a place to go for some sneaky fun."
"I'll be damned," he muttered. His cock was very hard inside his trunks. She rotated her hips and rubbed her thinly covered tits on his chest.
I'm getting there, she thought triumphantly. He's dying for a piece of ass. I haven't had a real prick since Don was here. Nina knows. I've got to be very careful. John wouldn't like that one little bit.
"Connie and I are pushing the women's lib movement in Conway, honey," Mona giggled. "But we just couldn't do it with anybody!"
Suddenly his mouth came down on hers, his right hand slipping up her naked waist to her tits.
She opened her lips, shooting her eager tongue into his throat. He shuddered, his hips lurching forward. His grip on her breast was almost painful. She swung her mouth away reluctantly.
"Easy, honey," she breathed. "We have all evening."
"Damn," he muttered, shaking all over.
David could hardly believe this was happening. Since the middle of the week he had noticed a change in Connie: She had seemed very excited about the Saturday night party at the Bridges' pool. She had bought a new swimsuit, and when she had put it on he thought she was being brazen.
Shit, she was dressing for John, he thought. But Mona dressed for me, so what the hell? I wonder how she found out about the whore houses? Doesn't matter now. I always figured Mona was a hot fuck. John's going to be sadly disappointed!
"Don't get so uptight, honey," Mona whispered. "I want to enjoy this!"
"Right," he said, his prick aching. He remembered the previous Saturday night when she had rubbed her cunt on his loins at the Elks Club. He had thought about her when he had fucked Connie. He wondered now if Connie had dreamed about John...
After twenty-five years the same old hole just didn't have it! In his private office at the hardware store he often jacked off. He had some hot girlie photos he didn't want at the house.
Through a very private outlet he had bought colored pictures of very young girls in their early teens; those seemed to give him the biggest charge. And the funny thing was, a lot of them looked like his own pretty daughter, Susi. The realization bugged him. He had been raised in a very strict atmosphere in the town where he now lived. He'd never had a way with the dames like John did.
He recalled the day only a few weeks before when Susi and Nina had dropped by the store to see him, all miniskirted, perfumed and dainty. Their giggles and innocent sexiness had excited him tremendously. After they had gone he had locked the inner office door and jacked out two big loads.
The first shot for Nina and the second for Susi, he thought guiltily. Jesus, that second one was so good it hurt! I'm a fucking incestuous fiend!
"Don't be so serious, honey," Mona laughed. "Get my halter down and play with my tits nice and easy."
David gasped. The halter stretched, lifted.
Her right hand crept down to his crotch where she shaped the outline of his prick. His fingers shook as he cuddled a hard, stiff-nippled breast. He had watched her on picnics, on boating trips at the lake, and he remembered what John had said once on a fucking trip into Idaho: "She's really great top fucking!"
David hadn't admitted to John that the only time he'd been topped was in a whore house. Somehow the idea of Connie screwing him from above seemed ridiculous. She was a pretty big dame for that kind of action.
On the other side of the patio Connie melted eagerly in John's embrace. The drinks, the music and his masculine nearness made her dizzy. Her pussy had started turning wet the moment she and David had arrived; she felt very sexy in her new bikini.
I talked myself into this situation, she thought, shivering. I hope we go ahead with it. I loved that dildo in my pussy, I had fun with Mona, and I wish it had lasted longer. . . but tonight I'm going to have real live fuck! After twenty-five years of the same old cock I'm sick of it! I want to have fun.
"This contact dancing beats that Elks Club stuff all to hell," John murmured in her ear.
"It sure does!" Connie breathed, shuddering with pleasure. The manly lump in his trunks was pressing at her crotch. She opened her thighs and curved her cunt forward.
His hand scooted up between them, his fingers creeping around a barely concealed tit bulge. Sweet stings of delight bunched in her crotch as her tender breasts swelled against their confining cups.
She remembered Mona's bursts of sexy talk, her boldness. John wouldn't expect just a yielding big body, a tense fuek in the darkness. This was a party, not a wake. She wasn't as pretty as Mona, but she had to be as sexy as possible.
"Ohhh, I love that!" she breathed, watching his fingers explore and press. David never fondled her until they were ready to screw in the darkness. Seeing John's hand on her swelling tits fed a crying hunger in her being.
"Beautiful pair, blondie!" he breathed, tugging at her halter. She trembled, wanting to reach for his prick, but unable to do it. On the other side of the patio Mona and David were standing close together. Her hand was on his crotch. Nothing shy about Mona, Connie thought.
"You're making them bigger!" she gasped, shaking with need.
"Great!" John murmured. The snap fastener at the back of her mini-halter came undone, and the thin fabric slid from her aching breasts. John cupped one in his hand. Her pink nipples were very stiff and long.
"Ohhh!" she cried softly. "Ohhh, honey!"
Stinging darts of joy fled down to her moistened cunt. She pushed her hips closer to his cock tent.
"I've been wanting to get my hands on these for years, baby," he said tightly. His hand roamed skillfully from one tender nipple to the other. Her whole vagina ached for relief, and more juices oozed into her bikini panty.
"Ohhh, do something!" she gasped.
Suddenly his mouth swooped down on her opened, waiting lips; his tongue stroked into her mouth as his right hand swept from her burning tits to her restless hips, his fingers crawling inside her panty onto her steaming cunt.
Her lips fluttered under his pressure. Her tongue awakened, coiling sexily around his tongue. Her thighs spread, her cunt tipped higher, and she felt the manly press of his palm on her puffy wet labia. Her stiffened clitoris began to tingle deliriously!
She moaned into his mouth. A finger slipped juicily into her cunt, and suddenly she was rising sweetly toward a climax!
She clutched at his body, her tongue darting as it hadn't darted since she was a teen-ager. Her big hips shook and her thighs quivered, as his finger drove deeply into her cunt and hot honey began to pour from her aching crotch! It wasn't a dildo or a prick, but the heaven was man-sweet, man-hot. It was radiating up her thighs and down from her burning tits. It was a gin John, party John, clit shooting, tit jiggling, ass shaking COME.
It was sparkly and wild and better than anything she had known for years and years. The orgasmic shudders went on and on and on. She moaned fiercely again, hunching and hunching on his playful finger. Wave after wave of delectable relief bathed her crotch, her tits, even her quivering lips. She sighed and softened, their mouths broke apart and she panted happily against his throat.
"Ohhh, John! I'm sorry! I couldn't-wait!"
"Baby, don't try to hold back. Let it come!"
"Ohhh, you're so filthy and sexy," she sighed.
He wiggled his finger in her cunt. "That's a nice small pussy, blondie."
"I-hope you like it-later!" she gasped. "I'd better go clean up. I'm a mess!"
He laughed softly. "Are you going to let me drink some of that pussy juice?"
She shuddered. "Do you have to be so dirty?"
He wants to go down on me, she thought. Ohhh, I want it! I want everything! I'm a turned on bitch, and I don't care!
Mona, hearing Connie's loud groans of pleasure even above the pulse of the music, pulled David into a shadowy corner and down onto a deep chaise lounge. She sat at his left, her right hand teasing the lump in his swim trunks.
Connie went off already! Mona thought enviously. She's really hungry for it. I have to admit John's good with that long play finger. I saw her ass wiggling. We're off to a great swap start.
David fumbled with her panty and she hunched encouragingly. She wanted a nice slow buildup, something John hadn't given her recently. He hadn't fucked her for a whole week. Screwing Don Owen had satisfied her for a few days, and coming with Connie had helped too, but she needed more, always more.
"Slide your hand inside and play with my cunt, honey," Mona encouraged. "Let's enjoy this!"
"Right," he muttered. His hand was shaking.
Boldly she pulled his trunks down until she could reach his cock. Not bad! About the size of John's prick. Very wet on the knob. But he isn't much of a talker in the clinches.
Finally he was toying inside her panty, not very skillfully. She drew his head down to her tits. He shuddered as he closed his lips around a nipple. She roved her fingers up and down his shaft. His hips raised higher, and he moaned.
"After a while we'll go inside and have a real fuck party," she breathed.
His finger went into her moistened cunt. He groaned. His cock tensed. His hips jerked. He was going off!
"Ohh, for God's sake!" she cried plaintively.
She saw the white stream of come leap from his glans. He moaned fiercely. His hips bucked. His mouth came away from her tits and he fell back on the lounge, finishing his come quivers, gasping like a fish out of water. He seemed to be alone. She was cut off even with his prick in her hand.
She wanted to scream her disappointment, but she held her temper. He was probably used to coming fast with whores and with Connie. Or maybe he jacked off more than he fucked. Plenty of men did. The poor devil needed instruction!
"Shit!" he muttered. "Is that the way you fuck with John?"
"I didn't know you were this way, honey," she said, hoping she could bring him up hard later. "No, John and I don't masturbate to a climax. I know it's done. Take it easy, relax. You're all tied up in knots."
"Yeah," he said. His prick was already softening in her fingers. She hadn't had come on her hand like this since her teen years. That stuff was precious. It belonged up in a twitching, coming cunt!
"Give me a come too, honey," she breathed, drawing his hand back to her crotch. "Or would you like to eat me?"
He grunted, trying to cover his prick almost as though he were ashamed of it. This guy has problems, Mona realized. His hand returned to her pussy, and he hugged her without much enthusiasm. I hope he isn't a one-shot Harry! she thought. No wonder Connie is desperate for fucking! I feel sorry for her, not David.
"You sit right here and I'll get you a drink," Mona said.
"Right," he answered with more enthusiasm. His fingers came away from her eager cunt.
She stood up, adjusted her halter and panty and walked toward the drink station.
Damn him! she thought. He doesn't want to eat me, and he's lost his interest. I'm getting the worst of this fuck swap! I haven't even got my gun off. Ohhh, I wish Don Owen was here! Or Steve Moore.
She remembered suddenly where Steve was. He had dated Nina, and Bob was with Susi. They had gone to an outdoor movie, or maybe they were out in the bushes necking and playing.
J gave the girls some anti-knock jelly, and I hope they use it! she thought. Of course, they may not actually fuck on the first date. I didn't. But these kids nowadays know where it's at!
As she neared the portable bar, Mona saw John and Connie in a lawn swing back in the shadows. Both were naked, his hand on her cunt, his mouth on her big tits. Connie was hunching and wiggling with obvious high interest. Her right hand moved on his prick. Her whimpers of pleasure goaded Mona right in the cunt.
She knew from experience John was good with his hands and mouth-when he wanted to be. He had simply grown tired of the same old twat. He had a new one now and he was making Connie squirm with joy.
Oh, I wish I could join them! she thought. I've heard about threesomes. David is a shitty washout. I'm all turned on. Damned if I'll use a dildo.
"OHHH, NNNNNNowwwww!" Connie bleated, her head thrown back, her hips pushed very high.
The movements of John's hand told Mona exactly what he was doing. He was rocking her little boy-in-the-boat, and Connie was coming again! He was gobbling her big white tits. Connie's hand left his prick as she seized him around the shoulders, her big ass shimmying. Her wail of triumph knifed Mona's senses.
"Ohhh, OH, OH, OH!" Connie whimpered dramatically, drawing John's head tightly against her tit flesh. Her up-thrusts were very lurid, emphatic. The lawn swing creaked and swayed.
Hands shaking, Mona splashed vodka and mixer into two glasses and walked back toward David. Maybe another drink would help stiffen his prick. She hated to horn in on Connie and John. The big blonde was having a ball! She had to face it, she had drawn a poor swapper.
Approaching the chaise lounge, she looked down and cursed under her breath. He was flat on his back, asleep. His snores were an insult to her femininity. A few drinks, a quick pop, and he was finished!
Still cursing, she returned to the lighter area of the patio and dropped into a deck chair. She sipped her own highball, placed the other on the tile floor. Connie's satisfied giggles and John's soft laugh made her flame with rage and envy. Her cunt was wet and swollen, her tits were hard and tingly, and her fuckmate was asleep. What a crappy situation.
"Mona, what's the matter?" John called.
"Dave went off and passed out!" Mona answered angrily.
"Ohhh, I'm sorry!" Connie exclaimed.
Mona heard whispered words, a faint giggle from Connie. Silence.
"Honey, come on over and sit here," Connie said. "There's plenty of room!"
Mona shivered, placed her drink aside and walked up to the lawn swing. She looked down at her husband.
"Okay with you, honey?"
"Hell, yes. Connie's a terrific girl, but she's not greedy. Are you, baby?"
"I haven't had so much fun for years!" Connie laughed. "Mona, you've got a real man!"
"Honey, I don't want to spoil it for you," Mona said, removing her halter. John's cock was deliciously stiff. She knew he hadn't broken his nuts. She remembered the time on their honeymoon when he had teased her and tickled her and fingered her into three delicious orgasms before he had driven his prick into her cunt.
"You're not spoiling anything, honey," Connie said. "This is just-wonderful!"
John sold her on it, Mona thought, sliding her panty down. Maybe he figures I've already been in her panties, but I don't care. If Connie can keep his prick hard we'll all have a swinging time!
"Hey, why don't you dance around, Mona?" John suggested.
"Yes, yes!" Connie laughed.
Mona's spirits lifted. Her anger faded. Naked, she held her hands behind her head and began to undulate her body. Years before she had done this for her husband, and she had enjoyed it. Now a big sex-hungry blonde had entered the scene to reawaken his interest.
She opened her long thighs and weaved her shoulders, swinging her ass suggestively back and forth.
"My pussy needs a come," she panted. She felt cunt juice leaking down her legs. Moving in fuck rhythm always turned her on, but she had never dreamed she would be doing it for her husband and another woman!
"Ohhh, play with her and make her come!" Connie breathed, leaning forward, staring at Mona's restless cunt.
"Didn't Dave get you off even once, baby?" John asked.
"Nooo!" she gasped.
"That's-awful!" Connie cried. "John, please do it for her!"
He laughed and moved his right hand toward her crotch, his longest finger extended. Quickly she fastened her aching cunt to the digit, felt it slide deliriously into her steaming hole.
"Dance around on it," John chuckled. "Connie, why don't you stand behind her and play with her tits?"
"Please!" Mona panted, hunching slowly, feeling her husband's thumb against her stinging clitoris. This was like old times! Only better. He wanted Connie to join the action. She wanted it too. Piss on David, Mona thought, he doesn't know what sex play is all about.
Quivering with excitement, Connie left the lawn swing and moved behind Mona. She remembered the woman party they'd had a few days before, and she had loved the feel of the brunette's body. This was much more provocative, though. John was here with a good hard prick!
She pushed her puffy cunt into Mona's rump and reached around to cup a sexy tittie in each hand. The smooth warmth of Mona's ass-flesh sparked a new kind of thrill in her crotch. The view of John's cock, wet and hard, the movement of his finger in Mona's cunt, the luscious sway of Mona's backside as she hunched and trembled, brought a fresh flow of juice from Connie's eager pussy. Her clit felt an inch long! Mona's nipples were very hard the way she was rubbing them into Connie's hands.
"MMMMM!" Mona panted. "My cunt's about to fly off!"
"Come, baby," John urged. "You'll both get some prick later."
Connie pushed her tingling tits into Mona's shoulders, urging her cunt eagerly into the wiggly rump. Mona's quivers of excitement brought her own passion higher.
Didn't take much to turn me into a panting bitch! Connie thought dizzily. And I love it! I was afraid David would disappoint Mona, and I was so right. I'm glad now! This three-way stuff is nice!
"It's COMING!" Mona cried shrilly.
Connie felt the sweet twitching of her clit, the heavenly grip of sexy fingers in her crotch. Her big tits puffed out and she hunched wildly against Mona's shaking rump.
"Mine's coming too!" Connie yelled. She could talk as lewdly as they could. Somehow the dirty words swept her need higher. The silent, tense fucks David gave her were simply the shits!
"AHHH-OHHH-SHIIIIITTT!" Mona wailed.
The hard, quick tremors of her slender body pulled Connie over the edge of her cunty tension. Her clit was firing sugary bullets, the thrills shooting deep into her hole, back out and up to her jiggling tits. She fucked and fucked until the hot blades of joy balmed her crotch.
"Ohhh, mmmmm, wonderful!" Mona breathed, softening in Connie's grip. "It hurts when I come standing up!"
John drew his finger out of his wife's cunt. "Baby, you're acting more like you used to."
"What we needed was a nice hot girl like Connie, honey."
"Yeah! I hope you two don't fuck me to death," he laughed.
"Well be real careful with your cock, won't we, Connie?"
"Ohhh, yes!" she exclaimed. "Just as long as it stays good and hard!" All three laughed.
"Connie, I'm surprised at you," Mona said, turning to face Connie.
"You don't know how much I appreciate this, both of you. You really don't!" Connie exclaimed.
"I think I do," Mona said. "You've been living with a jackrabbit."
5
"This is something, our mothers letting us date," Susi Moore said to Nina Bridges.
"You know it," Nina giggled, letting her miniskirt crawl back farther along her thighs. She sat in the front seat with Steve. Susi was in back with Bob. Ever since the show had started at dusk Nina had been pressing her legs and sweatered titties against Steve.
He and Bob still were talking about the game they had won that afternoon. Steve had pitched a one-hitter and Bob had driven in three runs. Why couldn't they say something sexy? Baseball was a drippy game!
On the screen a handsome middle-aged cowboy was staring at a dance hall girl with prominent breasts.
"Say, those are some titties!" Susi giggled from the back seat.
"I wish they'd show more," Nina purred, spreading her slender thighs. Both girls were dressed casually, no pantyhose. Nina wore imagine blue bikini panties and a matching bra. Susi's undies were black. She wore a snug blouse. Nina had stayed with a light sweater.
"Jeese!" Bob exclaimed. "Why would a girl want to see a pair of boobs?"
"Brother dear, I meant I'd like to see him play with that girl's titties!" Nina cooed.
"You two talk that way all the time?" Steve asked, apparently shocked.
"You ought to hear Mom and Dad talking in the bedroom!" Nina giggled.
"Yeah, when they're doing it!" Bob added, laughingly.
"Oh, this is heavy!" Susi tittered. "Tell us more!"
"You wouldn't believe it," Nina said, rubbing her thigh into Steve's leg. "Four-letter words and everything!"
Steve felt his cock pushing up along his belly. Man, Nina was giving him one hell of a come-on. Her long slender thighs and her cute rounded ass were too much. Her pointy tits jiggled inside her jersey every time she moved. He had figured she was too young to fuck, but obviously he was mistaken. Her perfume and girl aroma knifed into his senses and his hands trembled on the steering wheel of the family car.
"You two listen in when your folks do it?" he asked, his voice shaky.
"Sure, it's fun!" Nina giggled, weaving her ass in the seat. He could now see the sexy shadow of her pantied cunt! "Don't you and Susi ever hear anything?"
"Oh, I used to," Susi answered for him. "They sure don't make out much any more. Too old, I guess!"
"Hell, I heard older dames are really hot!" Bob exclaimed.
Steve shuddered. His cock was dripping juice and he felt the urgent need to jack off. Bob's remark made Steve remember the last time he had seen Mona in a skimpy swim suit. She was damned sexy. The next few times he had pumped his cock he had thought about her. He often wondered if young girls played with their cunts as often as boys jacked off. The idea was fuckingly sexy.
"Well, why don't you find out if young girls can turn on?" Susi giggled.
Out of the corner of his eye, Steve saw Susi push herself against Bob. Her skirt was back to her crotch, like Nina's, and the white flesh in the soft darkness seemed dirtily stimulating. Why the hell should he be so interested in his own sister?
Suddenly Steve caught a glimpse of Bob's right hand; it was inside Susi's blouse. Bob was playing with her big, rounded tits! He was much more at ease around dames than Steve was. Now Bob and Susi were kissing. Sonofabitch!
"Come on, feel me up, honey!" Nina whispered in Steve's ear. "Don't let those two get all the fun!"
Steve realized he wasn't smart. He was right handed, like Bob, and he should have gone around the car and moved in on Nina's right so he could play better. Well, shit-better late than never.
Heart thudding, he opened the door and heard Susi's gasp of alarm as the dome light went on. Bob's hand came out of her gaping blouse.
"Jeeese, hurry up and get settled," Bob said. "You two gonna play or what?"
"He's right handed!" Nina giggled. "Go ahead and do your thing."
A moment later, after another revealing dome light display, Steve was in beside Nina. She caught his right hand and pulled it between her opened thighs. Susi's excited giggles from the back seat spurred him on. His fingers touched the secret, sexy place between Nina's legs. Her soft lips mashed into his mouth, her tongue wiggling against his teeth.
As he pressed the dainty pussy curve and felt her shiver, his cock tensed, his nuts pulled up big and tight. His first cunt feel! Sweet shit!
"Ohhhh, that's good!" Susi chirped.
Nina's soft, pantied cunt lifted suggestively against his hand. She nibbled at his underlip with her sharp little teeth, breathing into his mouth.
"Get inside on my cunt, honey!" she panted softly. "Haven't you ever played with a girl before?"
Admitting he hadn't would be the fucking end. Hell with her, he'd thought. He'd show her a thing or two!
"I've played with plenty of cunts," he muttered. He squirmed his hand inside her panty, and the touch of dewy, velvety pussy flesh made his cock throb.
"Ohhh, that's more like it!" she giggled. "Cool!"
The sexy lift of her hips, her tongue writhing into his mouth, triggered his passion. He groaned as the hot sweet gush of come burst from his cockhead.
"Ughhh!" he panted, his hips lurching.
"Ohhhh, damn!" she breathed. "You went off already!"
In the back seat Susi's giggles turned into excited gasps.
"OHHH, Bob! Ohhhhh-OH!"
Shit! Steve thought. I guess my sister and me are the quickie ones. She's coming too! Bob must have a finger in her cunt!
The creak and jiggle of car springs behind him made his own last throbs extra delicious.
"Ohhh!" Susi chirped. "That was really fun!"
Bob muttered a reply, Steve glanced backward again, and he almost cried out. Susi was jacking Bob's cock; he was panting toward his climax, his hips jerking, legs shaking.
Nina breathed in Steve's ear. "Play with me! I need it too!"
Steve's hand, still on Nina's cunt, awakened into action. He found the hole and pushed his finger into the tender wet flesh. Her hand found his crotch, and she ran his zipper down, then reached inside and located his prick. Her hips went up and down, up and down. He was finger fucking a girl for the first time!
In the rear seat Bob groaned, his feet kicked the back of the front seat, Nina's hips worked faster, he jazzed his finger swiftly.
"Jeeeesus Chriiiist!" Bob cried.
Nina shuddered, her whole slender body shaking against Steve, her mouth sucking at his neck. Her girlish hunches slowed, and she whined fiercely. She was getting her gun off! Her legs stiffened, and she uttered a small cry of delight.
" Ahhhh-ohhhh-OHHH!"
She slumped back, her fingers squeezing Bob's cock.
"...got it all over my skirt!" Susi whispered to Bob.
Steve shuddered. He couldn't understand why his sister's voice excited him so much. Although not as pretty as Nina, Susi had a beautiful body; he had to admit he looked at her more than he should. He had seen her many times in panties and bra, and once he had even dreamed about her when he jacked off...
"Let's drive out in the toolies," Susi giggled. "This show is a drag."
"Right on!" Nina tittered, still holding Steve's prick. She whispered in his ear, "Boy, you've sure got a big one!"
Mona came out of the bathroom that adjoined the master bedroom and watched John playing with Connie's twat. The big blonde was sprawled on her back on the bed, thighs far apart, cunt lifted for his hand. A single lamp gave plenty of illumination. His cock was bigger than she had seen it for years and years.
"Going to let me have some fun too?" Mona laughed, walking around the bed.
"Bring it down here and I'll do something with it," John said, his mouth inches from Connie's upjutting tits. Her neck and face were deeply flushed, her cunt very swollen. Her hips worked up under John's toying fingers.
"It's Mona's turn!" Connie panted.
"Oh, I can wait a while," Mona giggled. "John, honey-why don't you get on your back and we'll take turns topping your prick, huh?"
"Hell yes!" he said, nuzzling Connie's tits. How high and hard they were!
Grinning, John took his hand from Connie's twat, rolling over face upward. Connie moaned her disappointment. As Mona stared at the turned on blonde cunt, her tongue turned hard and she trembled with lust. John watched her, his grin widening.
"Shit, I've got a better idea. You eat Connie's cunt and I'll give you some cock from the rear."
"Ohhh!" Connie gasped, her blue eyes big.
I didn't get to eat her the other day, Mona thought. Now's my chance! John's smarter than I figured. He hasn't fucked me from behind for years!
Connie trembled as Mona crawled between her opened thighs, lowering her head to Connie's crotch. The feel of Mona's hands sliding under her rump, the view of Mona's restless tongue and her burning eyes, fired Connie's passion.
I'm forty-five and finally I'm going to have my pussy gobbled, she thought wildly. John and Mona are swingers. I'm aching for cock, but I'll take Mona's tongue any day! What a bitch I am.
She watched John crouch behind his wife, saw his prick swing toward her uptilted cunt. She had dreamed about orgies-now she was participating. It was fantasy and reality all mixed together.
"Bring it up higher, honey," Mona breathed, her lips touching Connie's belly. "Play with your tits!"
"Yeah!" John exclaimed. Mona's shudder indicated he was giving her cunt the meat.
Shaking with anticipation, Connie tipped her crotch upward, her hands moving toward her stinging breasts. A hot wiggly tongue-tip entered Connie's cunt slit. Sweet twinges of delight spread from her drippy hole. Her clit burned for touches. John had played it into tingling erectness. Now Mona was going to suck it!
"Ohhhhh!" Connie gasped.
"Say it right out, baby," John muttered, his face very red. He was hunching slowly. His attention was centered on Connie's big tits. Her hands played across the turgid nipples; she had never seen them so long and stiff. Poor David was missing all the fun!
Why doesn't he ever fuck like that? Connie wondered. Nice and slow. He's stupid! He didn't even give Mona a climax! I hate him. No wonder I have to play with myself. Mona's right, I married a jackrabbit!
Mona's tongue ran playfully up and down Connie's stinging crevice.
"OHHHH!" Connie cried, shuddering.
John's eyes widened, but he stroked again three times.
"That's the way, baby," he breathed. "Tighten your cunt!"
Mona uttered a muffled groan of pleasure, her tongue diving and wiggling in Connie's twat. Connie wondered fleetingly about the cunt tightening thing. She had tried it a few times and nothing had happened. Maybe she wasn't a very good fuck! Maybe John wouldn't like her cunt when he finally got around to stabbing it. And she didn't know how to topride.
Maybe David didn't like her cunt any more because nothing happened inside it.
Ohhh, but I love Mona's tongue! It's on my clit! She's sucking my whole cunt. She's eating my sex! Delicious!
"Ohhh-please!" Connie whimpered.
"Bring her come, Mona!" John gasped. His strokes quickened, his face twisting into a mask of lust.
Mona's fingers dug into Connie's ass-flesh. The hot blade stroked across Connie's flaming clit, washing furious waves of delight through her loins. Her tits pushed higher, seeming ready to burst with passion. Connie shouted as the achy throbs commenced, tearing at her tender cunt flesh, sweeping up to her tits and down her shaking thighs. She hunched, but the pressure of Mona's mouth and lips kept her from really bucking. The heaven was breaking, ripping her crotch; her clit was the center of her universe.
"Ughhh, sonofabitch!" John groaned, shaking the bed with his virile pokes.
She could almost feel the squirt of hot semen in her coming cunt! Her prick-famished hole actually twitched, as though something was trying to happen deep in her loins-but the finish came with such furious intensity, she really couldn't have asked for more pleasure.
Mona's loud groan of joy against Connie's gushing cunt brought a new sparkly kind of delight, richer than she had ever known!
We went off almost together! Connie thought dizzily. J wouldn't have missed this for anything! When I get his cock I hope he-likes my cunt! Ohhh, I can hardly wait for it!
"This is more like it," Susi giggled, feeling Bob's hand slip along between her opened thighs.
They were in a timbered area not far from town. Two blankets were spread in deep grass beside the car, she and Bob upon one and Steve and Nina on the other. Bright moonlight made the clearing in the trees very sexy and romantic.
Steve had suggested the couples separate, but
Susi and Nina had nixed the plan. It was more fun being together! Susi wanted to see her brother's cock! Bob's was long enough, but it was kind of slender. She had heard plenty of rumors around school about Steve's prick. She knew it was awful wondering about her own flesh and blood, but Steve was the best looking and sexiest guy in Conway.
Half the good-looking girls her age wanted to date him, but he put them off. She knew he played with his cock, just as she played with her pussy.
I'd let him fuck me if he'd do it! she thought, helping Bob open his pants. I don't care how wrong it is. Alice Snowden told me her brother gets in her panties all the time!
She adored Mona for giving the girls jelly so they wouldn't get knocked up. The way Mona looked at Steve on family outings and picnics made Susi think the older woman wanted some of that herself. But how could Steve possibly be interested in a woman old enough to be his mother? Still, Don Owen had sure balled it with Mona!
"Jeeeese!" Bob gasped, his hand touching Susi's bare cunt.
She giggled. In the restroom at the drive-in theater she and Nina had removed their panties. It was there they had also squeezed jelly up in their cunts. Now they were ready for the nitty gritty. Prick, hot hard prick.
"You want to get your thing up in my pussy, honey?" Susi whispered. She moved her hand up and down on Bob's prick. What a sensation!
"You know it!" he panted, starting to crawl between her legs.
Quickly she opened her blouse and unhooked her bra, as she had in the back seat. Her big titties rolled out, very white and sexy in the soft moonlight. She glanced over at Steve, and she caught him staring at her. His head turned quickly as he returned his mouth to Nina's lips.
Ohh, I think he does want to fuck me!
"You ever made out with a girl, honey?" she asked Bob.
He didn't answer. He was looking down at her tits and trying to find her cunt with his prick.
"My cherry's in there!" she giggled, wanting Steve to hear her.
"Jeeesus Christ!" Bob groaned. As his wet knob touched her cunt lips, his slender body shook and he poked. His prick slid downward. She felt it quiver and tense. Moaning, his hips jerking, he tried to locate her pussy again, but he was too late. The knob went too high, and his come squirted across her belly!
She almost screamed her disappointment. Having him above her, his hips between her thighs, was far out, but obviously he didn't know any more about screwing than she did! Well, his cock was still deliriously stiff; next time she would guide it in for him.
While Bob panted and rested on her body, Susi sneaked a look over at Steve and Nina. His pants were down to his knees, and Nina's jersey was up around her shoulders. Her bra was off and her sharp little tits were bare for his mouth.
"Ahhh-cool!" Nina cried excitedly. Her right hand reached between Steve's legs and, as his hips lowered, her slender shanks swung very far apart. Suddenly Susi saw her brother's cock.
OHHH, it's lots bigger than Bob's prick! she thought, shuddering. It's the sexiest thing I ever saw! I wonder if it'll go in Nina's pussy? How I envy her! She says she's been fucked, but I'll bet she hasn't. Steve's going to get her cherry!
The shadow of his body spoiled Susi's view, but the position of his hips told the rest. He was urging his cockhead into Nina's cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" Nina cried. "It hurtsl"
Steve's bare rump quivered. His back arched. He tried again. His heavy breathing made Susi's cunt ache; she needed another climax, and she sure couldn't reach one with Bob's nuts against her pussy. Her belly was sticky with his come.
"OHHH-it won't go in!" Nina whimpered. Her hand moved on his prick. Steve groaned loudly, his ass flexing, his head dropping to Nina's jutting tits. He shuddered. He was going off!
Her cunt is too small! Susi thought wildly. He's dumping his load in her crotch! I wish he had his prick in my cunt!
Steve dropped away on his back, and Susi watched the throb of his big cock as white stuff kept pulsing from the big knob. The buck of his hips was horribly stimulating. What a shaft!
"Ohhhh, shit!" Nina gasped, reaching out and gripping his prick. "I'm sorry!"
Steve muttered under his breath, resting.
Although Susi had never sucked a cock, she wondered why Nina didn't. That was the least she could do! Susi felt very sorry for her brother. He had been all ready for pussy and he hadn't been able to make the scene.
Bob stirred above her and rolled over on his back.
Well, she and Nina were having their fuck party out in the toolies, but it wasn't turning out the way she expected. Prick still was prick, though. She was sure she could take Bob's shaft in her cunt the next time. Why let all that good screw jelly go to waste?
She had a sudden sexy inspiration. Tonight she wouldn't let Bob fuck her. She would save her cherry for Steve! She could jack Bob and suck his prick and do lots of her things to satisfy him. Getting his gun off several times would be no problem-she could pretend her cunt was too small for his pole.
Steve deserves my cherry, she thought dreamily. I believe I've wanted him to have it ever since I started growing hair on my cunt. like wow! like boom!
6
Connie straddled John's hips, lowering her cunt toward his wet hard cock. His hands sank into her tits, and a big smile curved his lips. How wonderful it was to be above the man! Connie thought.
They had rested and talked and Mona had gone out on the patio for fresh drinks. She would be returning soon. It was Connie's turn for prick and she was dying with expectation.
"A little lower, blondie," John said, lifting his prick higher. "Didn't you ever fuck on top?"
"Nooo!" she panted. "I hope I do it right."
"We're going to have more parties, aren't we?" he teased.
"Y-yes!" she breathed, finally locating his cockhead with her steaming cunt. Delicious thrills spread from her crotch. Her tits were finally being stroked and caressed by someone who knew how.
"Ohhhhh!" she gasped as her swollen cunt lips oozed around his shaft. She hunched down. The luscious drive of manmeat up into her box drew a moan from her lips.
After twenty-five years I'm getting a new prick! she thought. I love every inch of it! Topfucking is fun, fun!
"Great!" John exclaimed. "Ride it slow, baby.
Make it last!"
"Yes, yes!" she panted, adjusting her knees and hands. She was tall enough so her tits were almost above his face. He still used his hands on them. She hoped he would suck her nipples later.
She slid up and down, up and down, then rested. His knob was delectably deep! Her clit was pressed to the upper ridge of his cock. David's swift pumping, she knew now, had been an insult to her basic needs. Nothing was better than a prick sliding in her twat, absolutely nothing! She loved the action of Mona's tongue, and she had made it real big-but this was what she really needed!
"Baby, you've got a good tight cunt," he smiled, tweaking her stinging nipples. "Try swinging it around and around."
She nodded, furiously aroused. She gloried in the freedom she had. Doing the fuck work was simply wonderful. She began to rotate her bottom, keeping his prick socked up deep.
"Ohhhhh!" she gasped.
"Now tighten your cunt!" he urged, his expression showing his pleasure.
"I-I don't know-about that," she panted, putting all of her energy into the effort. A weak but definite response in her pelvis sent sweet thrills chasing along her heated body. This relaxed kind of screwing-having the lights on, and talking about it-gave her bonus quivers. Something wonderful was trying to happen away up in her vagina. John's cock was the magic ingredient she hoped would make her come very big and hard! If she wasn't a good piece, he wouldn't want to screw her again! That would be awful.
"Kiss my titties, please!" she whispered.
His hands came away from her breasts and she pushed a stinging nipple at his mouth. His tongue coiled around her tender tit-peak, pulling it slowly between his lips.
But where was Mona? She had slipped out of the bedroom for more drinks...
Mona crouched beside the chaise lounge where David rested on his back, legs sprawled, his loins still exposed. He still was sleeping.
I'll get his cock up again if it kills me, she thought. I want Connie to have a good fuck. I'll leave them alone for a while.
She held David's limp prick in her right hand and brought her mouth down to the knob. She sucked it into her lips, lightly caressing his nuts. New prick was still new prick. She could orgy with John and Connie any time now. The stage was set. David would have to learn a few things about screwing.
She sucked and shivered, her tongue lashing at the knob. It began to swell. He had been such a poop out she knew she shouldn't be doing this, but if David was left completely out he could spoil the thing for Connie.
"Uhhhh!" David moaned, his hands reaching for her. His cock was rising. As soon as she could bring it up hard she would climb on it and fuck it. Surely he had another shot of come.
She wondered how the young people were doing. Would the girls get fucked on their first outing?
Ahhh! The prick in her mouth was getting stiff! "Shit!" David muttered, his hips lifting. "What the hell-"
She stroked her mouth faster. His prick was almost at full length and hardness. Her cunt ached for more cock slides; all this other stuff was frosting-the real cake was good hard prick. She lifted her mouth and swung quickly above him, knees digging into the padding, her arms gripping the metal frame of the lounge. With practiced skill she dropped her drippy cunt on his cock, shooting the knob far up into her vagina.
"MMMMM!" she panted, squirming her ass, creaking the lounge.
"Jesus Christ!" David muttered, grasping at her body.
"Play with my tits, honey!" she panted. "Keep your cock hard!"
Her eager cunt muscles fluttered with sweet anticipation. David and John weren't in the running with Don Owen, though. No worry about a young prick going soft for hours. Boys could squirt and squirt!
I hope Bob gets a good piece from Susi, she thought. It's a shame he has to jack off all the time. There are times when I wish I could fuck my own son! I'd show him what a screw really is. But that would be incest. We're supposed to be civilized grownups, responsible parents.
David caressed her tits in a very awkward manner. He was breathing much too fast, his prick already tensing for a shot.
Damn jackrabbit! she thought, her own cunt fever rising. She was going to make it, but she hated coming fast. She loved to play with her passion, and she needed plenty of hot prick slides.
"Jeeeesus!" David groaned, his hips lurching upward. When she felt his nuts pull up at the base of his pole, she hunched swiftly, tightening her cunt muscles. The lounge creaked dangerously. His cock throbs pulled her shot! He was coming weakly, his poor prick already starting to soften.
She wailed as the cunt twitches raked her pelvis, sharpening her tits. She had to stop stroking and rotating because she was afraid his meat would fall out of her cunt before she was finished. Mmmmm-ohhhh, yes, yes, it is coming! Her cunt was dancing, her labia fluttering wetly around his nuts. Even though he groaned and went soft beneath her, Mona rode her fun through, curving her cunt hard up against his loins. Not as good as some climaxes, but she knew that was all she would get from David tonight. Maybe John would have some strength after he fucked Connie. Just maybe.
Steve rested on his back on the blanket. Nina rested at his left, kissing his neck, her hand gripping his prick.
"I'm real sorry you couldn't get it in my pussy, honey," she giggled. "It was fun though, wasn't it?"
"Yeah," he muttered, reaching for her cunt. The wonder of going off right at her pussy still flamed in his mind.
"Try it again, honey," she breathed. "I've been saving it just for you!"
As exciting as her pussy was under his fingers, he found his eyes wandering toward Susi and Bob. Bob was mounting his sister again! The spread of her soft white thighs, the curves of her big white tits, clearly visible in the moonlight, made his prick flex. Bob's prick lowered, Susi whimpered, and suddenly Steve noticed she was looking at him!
She was staring at her brother's prick!
"Ohhh, it won't go in, Bob!" she cried. She pushed at him, and he cursed and fell away at her right.
"They're having the same trouble!" Nina giggled.
I'm glad! Steve thought. Bob isn't getting her cherry! I'm a bastard. I should be worrying about Nina's cunt, and all I can think about is my own sister! She's a hell of a lot sexier than Nina. Bob's prick is smaller around than mine. Susi must have a real tight pussy. Man! Her tits are almost as big and as sexy as Mom's. . .
He shuddered with the realization he was dreaming about his own mother and sister. He was some kind of filthy animal. People didn't fuck their relatives.
Suddenly he saw Susi crouch at Bob's side, her head lowered toward his crotch. She was on the far edge of the blanket, giving him a fine view of the action. It was almost as if she wanted him to see her.
"Jeeeese!" Bob cried, apparently startled.
"I want you to have your fun, honey!" Susi exclaimed.
Nina lifted her head, watching too.
"Oh, Steve!" she giggled. "I'll do that for you, okay?"
"Yeah," he said, gripping Nina's pussy.
"I never sucked a prick before!" Susi laughed, her hand sliding up and down on Bob's rigid tool. "Did you ever eat pussy?"
"Hell, no!" he burst out.
Nina giggled in Steve's ear. "Let's try it too, honey!"
Steve had heard about sixty-nines in the locker rooms at school. It was something the guys talked about, but he doubted that any of them had ever done it. Well, shit! If Nina wanted to ... The whole scene was turning very sexy. It beat jacking off!
"I know that won't hurt my pussy!" Nina breathed. "Let's see how they do it, huh?"
Steve nodded, terribly curious. His dirty interest in Susi was growing. He watched her crawl above Bob, spreading her soft thighs over his face. It seemed incredible his own young sister would know about going down on a guy. With his cock in her right hand, her weight carried by her left arm, she dropped her mouth to Bob's stiff, slanting prick. Her rump came lower and Bob gripped it.
Giggling excitedly, Nina imitated Susi's moves. Steve looked up at the shadowy dark cunt bush, felt Nina's hand on his prick. The touch of soft, warm lips around his cockhead drew a moan from his throat. The spicy odor of cunt lifted his hands; he seized Nina's slender ass, felt the sexy brush of cunt hair on his mouth.
"Ohhhh, I love it!" Susi cried.
Her voice gave Steve the courage he needed. He fastened his mouth to Nina's puss. It was all slick and yielding, and her butt trembled as he shot his tongue into the slit.
His big stinging cockhead went deeper into Nina's mouth. Her tongue was flicking on it. His tongue moved faster in her juicy twat. It tasted even better than he expected. On his first real date he was actually eating pussy!
Nina whimpered, her slender shanks opening far enough that Steve could glimpse Susi in action.
Bob's prick was halfway in her mouth and throat, and she was fucking his meat with such enthusiasm Steve felt the beginning of his climax.
Evidently Nina was also watching Susi. Nina's mouth sucked, her hand squeezing his cock, her head whipping up and down.
Steve groaned fiercely as the fuck thrills bunched in his nuts. His shaft pulsed, his knob swelled and then the fiery load flamed along his cock and burst wildly in Nina's mouth! Nina gasped, lifting her head, her cunt mashed against his face. In his pulsing frenzy he gobbled and sucked the dainty cunt. The tremor of her shanks, the shudder of her body, said she was coming!
"Ahhhhh!" she gurgled. "OHHHHH-OHHH!"
Susi wailed too. Steve couldn't see her now, but the abandoned cry of pleasure from his sister's throat sent quivers through his whole body. Bob's moan came a moment later. Nina's ass jiggled and her cunt flooded his mouth with hot pussy juice. He had time to wonder if Bob's excitement helped Nina come big. Maybe he too had a thing about his sister.
I'd still like to fuck a cunt, he thought, enjoying the last flutters of pleasure. Maybe an older broad would be more exciting.
Connie was pumping into her topriding climax. How wonderful it was to control the situation! Moving her ass and tits and cunt was super! Her bigness didn't keep her from being active. Prolonging the fun was no problem with a cooperative man who had a stiff cock.
"That's the way to fuck, baby," John muttered, squeezing her tits very hard.
"OHHH, nowww!" she panted. Her rump moved faster, faster.
His face contorted and his hips lifted. "Yeah! Bring it!"
The swift pound of his cockhead at her depths stirred nerves and muscles deep in her pelvis. Something crazy was starting to happen. The slick rub of her clit on the ridge of his cock awakened the familiar quivers, but a sweeter heaven seemed to be lurking around the corner.
She still couldn't tighten her twat around his pole, and she knew she needed practice. No one had ever asked for it. A new kind of erotic bunching far inside gave her hope. She lunged and lunged on his meat, shaking the bed. Her legs were tired from this unaccustomed activity and she was breathing very hard, but she had to reach that high point of delight!
"Come off now, baby!" he groaned. "This is the big one!"
His knob swelled, his shaft flexing delectably. He was ready to shoot her cunt full of hot man juice!
Her aching thrusting muscles responded as her butt shimmied and her cunt lips slapped at his nuts. The sudden quiver of his prick, the dreamy gush of come in her eager famished twat, lifted her past the shivery point of no return.
She moaned wildly, quick sweet nuances of delight gripping her crotch. Her cunt was going off, and a new zone of pleasure near her anus fluttered lusciously. Muscles she didn't know existed began to quiver, there was a weak tightening of her vagina, ripples of deep joy commenced-but before the summit of hot ecstasy gained real speed and momentum, the whole sensational thing slipped achingly away, and her orgasm ripped her crotch in the old familiar manner.
Ohhh, God! I almost had something special! she thought dizzily, bucking through her stinging joy. My cunt did clench just a little! If I practice I'm sure I can go off away up inside!
Her final thrusts told her the show was over for a while. John's prick was shrinking. She sank down on him, her exhausted thigh muscles shaking with relief. She knew her arms would be stiff and sore for days, her back would hurt, but she wouldn't regret one twinge! At forty-five she was finally learning how to fuck.
"Was it good for you, honey?" she panted, feeling moisture on her belly and forehead.
"You swing a mean ass, baby," he chuckled.
"I just love being on top!" she giggled. "But it sure pooped me."
He laughed. "Took us a long time to get these things together, didn't it?"
"Yes. I hope it happens often!"
"It will. If Dave puts up a holler, you can come over and party with Mona and me."
She remembered one of Susi's favorite expressions. "like wow!" she purred. "I'm going to practice tightening my pussy..."
He patted her ass and closed his eyes, resting.
All kinds of exciting, sexy things happened tonight, she thought. Mona sucked my cunt. I had a new hot prick. I wish it was larger, though, and stayed hard longer! I hope Steve and Susi had their fun. I'm awful for dreaming about my son's cock, but I just can't help it.
As she flattened her tits against John's chest, she had a very daring idea. Wouldn't it be simply wild if she and Mona could trade sons! And why couldn't David have Nina, and John, Susi? Older men loved young, fresh pussy. Older dames loved young, hard cock.
I'll talk to Mona about it, she thought excitedly. What a swap that would be!
7
"Did you have fun last night, Steve?" Susi Moore giggled, perched on the edge of his bed.
It was rather early Sunday morning. She had awakened some time before, fixed her hair and make-up and put on a fresh, thin nightie. Steve, a sheet drawn to his chin, stared at her big jutty tits. Sometimes they visited in his room or hers, but today was different. He had seen her in bra and panties, in shorts and halters and bikinis, but there was something extra sexy about a sheer pink nightie.
"You shouldn't be here-dressed like that," he said.
"After the party last night?" she tittered, wetting her lips. "Don't be a square, brother dear!"
J still want him to get my cherry! she thought daringly. I don't care how wrong it is. Nobody would ever have to know.
"Some party, huh?" he grinned. Evidently he didn't actually resent her presence or her nearly naked body.
"Ohhh, you know it!" she giggled, moving her shoulders slyly. Her big titties jiggled inside the stretched nylon. "I'm sorry Nina's pussy was too small!"
Steve blushed. There was an inviting rise in the covers at his loins.
"You know something," she went on. "I could have let Bob get my cherry, but I didn't ... "
His eyes grew larger. The cock hump was bigger too.
"Hell, why not?" he burst out.
"Shhh. The folks are asleep, but we don't want to make too much noise." She winked and wet her lips again. "You probably think this is dirty, but I wanted to save it for you!"
"What the hell--? " he muttered, his face still very red.
"I know Alice Snowden does, with her brother. She uses stuff, you know. Mona gave Nina and me some stuff too."
"Yeah, but-" he began. "Shit! Don't you like Bob?"
"Sure, but you're a lot sexier. All the girls think you're too much, Steve. So do I! You know what our parents were doing last night? Swapping."
"What's that got to do with us? Jesus!"
She giggled, leaning forward. Her tits almost fell out of the nightie. Steve's eyes blazed with passion.
"Help me out, honey," she breathed. "I get so hot. Don't you think I'm sexy?"
He groaned. His hands reached out. She swept into his embrace, shuddering with forbidden delight. The experiments of the previous night made her bold. Why should a girl hold back and miss the fun? She didn't want to get a bad name and let the guys think she was putting out, so she hoped Bob would keep his mouth shut. A girl had to keep some sort of reputation in a town like Conway. She and Steve could have sex and nobody would ever know! He wouldn't dare tell and she wouldn't either.
"Man!" he gasped, hugging her tightly. "You're sexy as hell!"
"Ohhh, honey!" she breathed. "Be real quiet!"
She crawled in at his left, kicking the covers back. Mona and David, at the other end of the house, would sleep until noon at least. She and Steve had hours for naughty fun.
The view of his big hard cock made her shudder. What if she couldn't take it either? I'll get it in my pussy if it kills me! she thought. My cunt is all wet and itchy. I didn't get nearly enough sex last night!
Steve trembled wildly. He remembered all the times he had stared at her developing body, watched her run around in bra and panties, blonde and soft and sexy looking. He knew now she had been showing off on purpose. He remembered the times he had jacked off and thought about her cunt and titties. He hated himself for it, but the night before had opened his eyes. If she wanted in-family fucking, he sure as hell wasn't going to turn it down.
He admitted now he had a horrible thing about his own mother too. He was sure his father wasn't getting the job done. He could hardly blame his mother for swapping. John Bridges was okay, and so was Mona. He had seen Mona looking at him with a sneaky, hungry look in her eye. Now that he had played with a girl and gone off with her, he was wild for more sex. He was a man!
I need a fuck and Susi's going to give it to me! he thought, reaching for her pussy.
"Ohhh, play with me good!" she panted. She eased her titties out of the nightie, spreading her soft white thighs far apart. As he touched her sexy cunt, her right hand went to his cock. Her fingers closed around his meat, swift hot thrills raced down his legs and back to his prickhead.
"Steve, honey, I wanted to be with you last night!"
"Yeah! I was watching-"
"I mean, Bob's okay. I'll let him fuck me some time, but your prick is special!"
He shuddered and fingered her soft dewy cunt. She wiggled her ass invitingly, her lips crawling along his cheek. Somehow the fact that she was his sister made things even more exciting. He was getting no-no stuff. Forbidden fruits were the sweetest.
Slowly she was crawling above him. She was going to fuck him! Well, shit! Nina had pushed her cunt down at his mouth and she was pretty good with the cocksucking too, but he was sure Susi would do it better.
Her velvety hot lips found his mouth. She rolled her lips and her tongue flicked inside. He pushed a finger into her cunt. She trembled and a hungry sound came from her throat; she hunched on his probe. Her big sexy tits were pushing into his chest. Everything was go. The light touches of her fingers on his cock put a hard ache in his crotch.
She knew more about kissing than Nina-her tongue stroked and wiggled. She was almost on top of him. He drew his finger out of her pussy and she shuddered, swinging her soft thighs away out, curving her ass lower. He felt the silky hot cunt flesh on the underside of his cock, and his nuts felt as though they were going to break already! Sweet fucking shit!
She panted swiftly, eagerly, "Play with my titties, honey!"
He reached for them, and she raised her shoulders, offering her luscious pink-tipped creamy mounds for his delectation. Her hips lifted too, her drippy cunt sliding along his pole until the knob was right at her pussy.
He fondled the sexy breasts, panting with joy. What a beautiful pair! She had the best figure of any girl in junior high; plenty of bastards would like to have what he was getting. Young, fresh cunt.
Shaking, she scooted farther forward, her tender pussy lips settling around his cockhead. The big hot knob started in. Man! It was softer and better than Nina's cunt. She felt soft all over.
"Ohhh!" she panted. "Oh, Steve!"
As her cunt lips spread deliciously, his taut foreskin began to peel down. Suffering shit! She flinched, but she kept pushing, squirming, urging her pussy downward. Nina had been almost afraid of his meat, but Susi was trying real hard.
"I've got to have it!" she cried softly. Her flushed face showed her discomfort. His knob was inside, but it seemed to be pressing on a barrier. Her quick eager panting, the stretch of cunt flesh around his meat, drew the hot fuck thrills up his legs to his aching nuts.
"UHHHH!" he moaned, shuddering.
"Ohhh, I'm coming too!" she gasped, her whole body trembling.
His flaming passion roared along his cock and his knob puffed. He gripped her ass, felt the sexy shake of her tits on his chest, the quiver of her soft thighs and suddenly a luscious flutter in heir stretched cunt.
She lurched down on his cock, a fiercely spoken cry of mingled pain and pleasure raking his senses. His knob pulsed and gushed its hot load. And her cunt came down, down around his prick! The delectable squeezing of her flesh was too much!
"OHHH!" she moaned. "OHHH, God! You got my cherry!"
For years he had wondered how a cunt would feel, and now he knew. His cock was bursting, the fuck thrills were bombs going off in his throbbing glans. Nothing was better than cunt. Nothing!
The dainty quivering and jiggling of her ass as she stroked up and down swept him into a new dimension of sensation. He was fuckingl Susi was fucking. Sweet shit!
Floating up from his come joy, he realized his sister didn't have quite all of his cock in her pussy. His nuts didn't touch her cunt. She rested with her butt still raised, but the rest of her was against him, tits and arms and hot seeking lips.
Connie stood in the hallway in front of Steve's room, her right ear pressed to the door. Her right hand was pressed to her steaming, dripping cunt. Awakening early after an erotic dream about Steve, she had made herself dainty and climbed the stair to the second level, hoping to talk to him.
Susi" beat me to it, she thought. My own sweet daughter just lost her cherry! Bob didn't get it last night. I shouldn't be horny after the swap, but I'm burning for prick! John didn't stay hard long enough.
She didn't want to spoil the fun her children were having; she couldn't blame Susi for craving her brother, because she herself had incest on the brain. Leave it to the younger generation to be bold and daring, she thought.
A sudden thrilling idea struck her. Several times a year she was troubled with sleep walking. Everyone in the family knew of it. Steve and Susi had finished their first fuck; now was the time to make her play! David wouldn't be conscious until noon.
Heart hammering, cunt fluttering, she opened the door, closed her eyes until she could just see in front of her, and moved woodenly into Steve's bedroom.
Susi uttered a squeal of fright, leaping away from her brother's body. She had been topriding! Connie held her right hand forward, staring straight at the far wall, and walked toward the bed. Her only garment was a thin short nightie.
"Damn!" Steve gasped. "She-doesn't know where she is!"
"Sleepwalking!" Susi breathed, trying to push her titties back in the top of her nightie.
Connie posed stiffly, bringing her hands around to her excited breasts. She cupped them, keeping her face as expressionless as possible.
"Ohhh, Steve!" she murmured. "I'm an awful woman! I want you to fuck me!"
Susi gasped again, but Steve's white face began to have more color.
"Don't wake her up!" Susi breathed. "Look, her pussy is all wet!"
"What'll I do?" he asked, his voice shaky.
"I-I guess you'd better do it!" Susi whispered. "She caught us. If she wakes up-"
"We can clear out and go to your room!" Steve muttered.
"No. She knows you're supposed to be here. That party last night over at the Bridges' must have started this. She needs it, can't you tell?"
Steve nodded. "Jesus-my own mother!"
Susi was regaining her cool. "Well, you just fucked your own sister, honey. Why not let Mom have some too?"
Keeping her trace-like pose, Connie lifted the filmy nightie over her head. Steve was gazing at her puffy cunt, his eyes growing very big. He and Susi had jerked a sheet over their loins; now Connie could see the lift of his cock against the sheet. She trembled, weaving her hips.
"Go ahead, honey!" Susi whispered. She crawled out on the far side of the bed. "Hasn't she got beautiful big tits?"
Steve's eyes were glassy with lust.
Connie sank down at his right, stretching her legs and arms, pushing her cunt high. Now she could say anything!
"Please, Steve!" she gasped. "I need your prick!"
"Man!" he blurted.
Susi jerked the sheet from his body. She giggled at the sight of his cock. "Ohh, it's really big and hard! You might as well enjoy it."
"You're-filthy!" Steve protested.
"Ohhh, shit!" Susi tittered. "We're all alike. We want to screw our own flesh and blood."
He cursed under his breath. Connie reached for his prick and closed her fingers around it. She spread her thighs and hunched her rump invitingly.
Susi stared at her mother and saw her eyelids flicker, the deep flush on her face. The truth struck her like a prick in the pussy.
She's faking! She slipped up here and heard us fucking and she couldn't stand it! Pretty heavy gimmick, but it's working. I won't tell Steve-he'd just shit! I want to see him fuck her! I know she needs it. I heard her one time in the bathroom huffing and puffing. She was playing with her cunt! I make the same kind of sounds when I use my finger. I think I'll join in! I'll shock her good.
"Well, climb on and fuck her!" Susi giggled. She returned to the bed, sprawling out. "When you get through you can fuck me again!"
"Jeeesus!" Steve gasped. He moved above Connie. She moaned, her long thighs swung back, her moistened twat lifted. Connie, still gripping his prick, aimed it at her hole. As Susi watched the sexy prick touch the forbidden cunt, her pussy twitched with passion and her titties swelled. Quickly she squirmed out of her nightie and threw it on the floor.
"NNNNN-OHHHHH!" Connie moaned as the big cock began to slide into her uptilted cunt.
Steve shuddered, then lunged. His big pole disappeared in the cunty depths and Connie's hands worked on his wide shoulders and narrow hips.
"Man alive!" Steve gasped, stabbing the slickened cunt.
Susi had enjoyed the scene the night before-it had all been solid and sexy-but this was even sexier! Poor love-starved Connie was getting a big young hard cock.
"Kiss her tits!" Susi urged, caressing her own crotch. "Fuck slower. Can't you tell she really loves your prick?"
Steve's face was very flushed; he rested a moment while Connie's heavy white thighs trembled. His mouth lowered to her swollen breasts, and he opened his lips and sucked a pink long nipple.
"NNNNN-OHHHH!" Connie gasped. "That's the best prick I ever had!"
Feverish with lust, Susi tried to think of some way she could bring on her own climax without using her hand. She had heard about orgies-she and Nina had talked about how it would be to party with Don Owen. Don might talk, but there was no danger of that here. This was like wow, like boom!
Suddenly Susi had her inspiration. She had had her first taste of hard prick and she was dying for more. She opened her thighs wide and lifted her aching cunt high.
"Take turns with our cunts, honey!" she panted. "I need it too!"
Steve's eyes turned wild. His head lifted from Connie's tits and he stared at Susi's uplifted twat.
"Yes, yes!" Connie wailed. "Let Susi have some prick!"
Steve shuddered. He pulled out of Connie and scrambled between Susi's opened thighs. The big cunt-slick glans burned into Susi's twat. The tender flesh spread and spread. The cockhead oozed very snugly into the young hot pussy.
"OHHHHH!" Susi wailed. "It's better than ever!"
Connie's eyes opened wide as mother and daughter exchanged knowing glances, and Susi realized there were no real secrets between them. They both knew. Steve was the pawn, their own plaything! He was too excited to suspect or care. And he was about to come!
"Ohhh, give Connie your fuck juice, honey!" Susi panted.
Shaking wildly, he drew out of Susi's cunt, scrambled back in the saddle of Connie's thighs, and jammed his big tool swiftly into the eager twat. Susi watched her mother's face twist with passion, her hips doing a jig on the bed. Steve groaned fiercely, his hips flexing as he bucked furiously at the sexy cunt.
Susi gripped her pussy and rolled her stinging clitoris. Ohh, it was good, good! The slap of Steve's nuts against Connie's juicy crotch heightened her pleasure. The creak of the bed was horribly suggestive.
"UGGGHHHH!" Steve moaned, fucking goatishly into the twatty hole. Connie whimpered. Her big tits jiggled against Steve's chest. Her heavy thighs quaked. Susi whipped her hand on her stinging cunt. Connie's wail of delight and Steve's grunts of joy as he unloaded made Susi's cunt twitch delectably.
"My cunt is coming off!" she shouted. The flaming blades of pleasure tore at her loins and her left hand sank into her own tit. She could almost feel the spurting of Steve's rich cream in her own cunt. She jammed two fingers into her pulsating pussy and rode it through, panting joyfully. Each flutter of delight seemed to shoot up to her heaving tits.
Steve rolled away and struggled to his feet beside the bed, his face now very white. His cock was shrinking.
"Jeeesus-this is too much!" he groaned, shaking his head. He turned suddenly and raced out of the room.
Susi looked over at her mother. "I think we rushed him," she said.
"You knew all the time," Connie answered, biting her lip. "Ohh, I don't want him to be so wild and upset about it!"
"Let's give him some time," Susi giggled. "We both know we're bitches. Guys are pretty square, really. I had to really work on him before he'd even touch me."
"I'm so glad you understand, honey!" Connie said. "I hate to tell you this, but your father is a big washout in bed."
"Did you and Mona swap last night?" Susi giggled.
"Yes! John is pretty good ... but Mona and David didn't do so good. He's pretty sore about the whole thing ... What're we going to do now?"
"Well, Mom," Susi said brightly. "What do you think about this idea? We'll have a party and I'll date John. Nina can have fun with Dad, and you two older gals can have the young stuff!"
"Ohhh, Susi!" Connie laughed. "I always knew you were a very bright girl!"
As Susi swung off the bed, another very naughty idea crawled through her mind. The view of Connie's swollen cunt, leaking fuck juices, was too fascinating! She knew some girls had fun together. No! Prick was the real answer. She had lost her maidenhead, she had sampled Steve's cock, she just couldn't let herself start something with her own mother! Maybe with Nina...
"You look so pretty and sexy, honey," Connie smiled.
"Now, Mom!" Susi giggled. "That would be just awful"
"Oh, I know. I'm a bitch! You don't know how it is to go for years and years without almost anything!"
"Maybe, sometime," Susi said, turning to look at herself in Steve's mirror. "Right now I'm too interested in prick!"
Connie laughed. "I hope Steve isn't too mad..."
"Leave it to me, Mom. I broke the ice. I'll keep his prick from freezing up."
"Remember now-I was sleepwalking."
"Solid! We'll have things swinging again-soon."
8
"Have fun last night, honey?" Nina asked Bob. They were in deck chairs on the patio, both were dressed for a Sunday morning dip in the pool. Nina wore her newest, thinnest bikini. Her legs were open as she faced her brother, and she saw his eyes fasten on her panty where it hugged her pussy.
"Sure," he grinned. "I sure wish I could've got my prick in Susi's cunt!"
"You talk like a real swinger!" she giggled.
"Well, shit! Everybody was talking a lot last night. You like having your pussy sucked?"
"Right on!" she giggled. "I couldn't take Steve's prick either, damn it."
She saw his prick starting to swell inside his swim trunks; she remembered the stories about Alice Snowden screwing her brother. She was only fourteen too. She also remembered the size of her brother's prick, plenty long but not as big around as Steve's. She still had her cherry. Why not let Bob take it?
Bob looked at her crotch again; his face went slightly pink.
"I gotta take a piss," he said, rising out of his chair. He turned quickly so she couldn't see the lump in his trunks and walked toward the pool rest rooms and dressing rooms. They stood at the left side of the enclosure with appropriate signs, Mares and Studs.
"Are you sure you're just going to piss, honey?" Nina giggled.
"Wh-what the hell do you mean?"
"I bet you're going to play with it!" she giggled.
"Jeeees! You play with yours too, cute ass."
She laughed. "We wouldn't have to, you know..."
His eyes widened until he looked almost stunned. He turned slowly. "What the fuck are you talking about anyway?"
"Let's go in one of the rest rooms and I'll show you something," she said, gliding out of her chair. Her hands trembled (she was shakier than she let on). Thinking about playing games with her brother and doing it were two different things. If anybody ever found out. . .
"You're scared to," he said, his face red. His prick was really pushing out and up.
"like hell!" she said. "You're the one that's scared."
"Shit, I'll show you!" he blustered. He glanced toward the house.
"Oh, they'll sleep for hours yet," she laughed. "Then probably tear off a little."
He stood uncertainly. She walked up to him, winked and twitched her way into the Mares' side of the rest rooms.
"Double dare you to come in, smarty!" she said. Her heart thudded. Her titties were getting hard. She passed through the door, looking at the small couch against the wall. Her legs were so weak with excitement she sat down. Looking at his big hard-on had made her pussy flutter, now it was turning wet!
I do need prick! she thought. Lots of girls my age have been screwed. Steve's cock is too big! Ohhh, Bob. Come in here and break my cherry!
The door opened. He entered and sat down at her right; his leg touched hers and she felt him tremble.
"Hell, I thought you were going to show me something!" he blurted.
"Don't you dare ever tell!" she exclaimed.
"Shit, no! We'd both get it ... "
She reached up and unfastened her mini-halter. Leaning against him, she lifted her mouth.
"Bob, kiss me and make me-please!"
"Jeeesus Christ!" he muttered, reaching for her titties.
"I watched you with Susi and it turned me on big!" she breathed, her tongue flicking into his lips. "My cherry's still up in there."
He trembled. Their mouths ground together and his hand moved sweetly on her firm coned tits. He wasn't as clumsy as Steve; Nina knew he had been out with quite a few girls. If he hadn't screwed them he probably had come close.
She knew the girls called the shots, and she wanted his shot. She had already jellied her pussy. Mona had made fucking pretty safe.
I want to suck his cock too, she thought, sliding her hand across the lump in his trunks. That was something, getting Steve's prick in my mouth.
Bob knew how to kiss and play with a pair of titties. Their tongues were coiling and sliding so that her lips began to feel very full and sexy. Her nipples were turning stiff too. She rubbed her thigh against his leg, reaching down inside the knit swim trunks. "Ohhh," she sighed. His long prick was deliciously hard!
He wasn't as outwardly sexy as Steve, but plenty of girls called him. He knew how to kid and tease them, and he was much more experienced! Maybe he had fucked a few of them! Nobody cared when boys of sixteen dated, but moms all over town sure watched the girls.
I think he could have screwed Susi; she just didn't want him to stick it in her cunt. She spent most of her time looking at Steve. I think she wants to fuck her own brother! Maybe she already has.
Shivering with delight, Nina fondled the sexy head of Bob's cock, wetting her fingers with his prick juice. He moaned into her mouth, their tongues lashing swiftly. Finally his lips came unglued and he panted against her cheek.
"Jesus, you want me to come already?"
"Oh, no!" She jumped upright and peeled her bikini panty from her hips. Bob squirmed out of his trunks. She could see every detail of his cock, the big hairy nuts; the night before she had just glimpsed it a few times.
He reached for her pussy and cupped it in his hand. His face was very flushed. His prick flexed. Her cunt ached for cock!
"Hurry!" she gasped, stretching out on the couch, thighs far apart.
He rushed above her. She guided his long hard prick to her juicy cunt. He shuddered as the hot cockhead spread her tender pussy lips. Ohhhh! It didn't hurt, and it was going in! She was going to get fucked!
"Jeeeesus!" he cried, thrusting hard. She flinched, felt something tear and yield. The pain was minor, and the luscious feel of prick was so sweet she panted her joy.
"AHHHH-OHHH, honey!"
His face twisted, he pumped quickly, his whole body shook, and he suddenly groaned harshly. She felt the horribly sexy quiver and throb of his spewing prick in her virginal cunt! The hard jabbing of his cock in her channel wasn't bringing her climax, it had happened too swiftly. His panting diminished, he poked a few more times and slumped down on her body, his chest resting snugly on her tender titties. She remembered to wiggle her ass and slide her legs along his ribs and hips.
He went off in my cunt. He got my cherry! she thought dizzily. I think I can come with him next time! Ohhh, this is where it's at! This is what it's all about!
"Uhhhhh!" he muttered thickly. His prick still was very hard.
"Oh, your prick just fits in there, Bob!"
"Right!" he breathed. "Didn't you come?"
"I will pretty soon, honey!" She pushed her tits higher and hugged him. "Is this really your first screw?"
He hesitated. She knew how proud boys were of their conquests, how they bragged. She changed her mind.
"Oh, I bet you've fucked several girls, huh?" "Right ... "
"Is my pussy better, honey?" "Yeah!" he breathed, his prick starting to move again. "It's real tight!"
"Ohhh, Bob! Just think, we can do this a lot! Mom showed me how to keep from getting pregnant. And don't tell anybody!"
"Shit, no!" he gasped. His knob began to hit away up in her cunt where the goodies were. She dug her heels in the couch and met his hunches. Her cunt was very slick, she could feel juices leaking from it. A sexy slapping noise as their bodies slurped together added to her pleasure.
"Kiss my titties, honey," she panted.
He raised his torso, his mouth came down on her stinging tits, and he sucked a dark tender nipple. Far out. Cunt and tits, tits and cunt. Prick in the hole and it was all fun. The creak of the couch reminded her of the times she had heard her parents fucking. They really made a fuck last.
Bob was doing better; at least he wasn't coming right away. She knew already coming with a rigid prick was going to be bundles of fun.
I'll tell Susi that Don Owen fucked me. I bet I lost my cherry before she did. She must have a real tight cunt if she can't take Bob's cock.
"Ughhh!" Bob moaned, poking faster.
"Make me come!" Nina panted.
Again his handsome face twisted, his back arched, and his knob beat like a hammer at her cunt. His frantic breathing helped her.
"AHHHH!" Nina wailed. It was different than any finger fun-it was deeper and it was coming very slowly. She could hardly wait! The thrills grew sharper, knifing along her restless thighs, back to her aching crotch. Yes, yes! It was COMING!
She forgot all the sexy words she had planned to say. She was having her first prick-in-cunt climax, lusting upward on his pole, digging her fingers in his chest, feeling the swell of his cockhead in her slippery hole. She squealed her joy as the couch creaked loudly, and his cock pulsed and shot a hot fuck wad up in her shaking, coming cunt!
I made the scene around his prick. I'm a big girl now! she thought, her clit zone twitching and fluttering, sending jazzy blades of fun through her pelvis. This is really where it's at! We can have our fucking right at home!
Mona peeked out between the master bedroom window draperies onto the pool and patio area. She had been awakened by the soft laughter of her children having an early morning dip. John was sound asleep in the king sized bed, snoring heavily.
Nina and Bob were returning from the pool rest rooms, adjusting swim suits. It appeared that both kids had been in the Mare side. How odd. Carefully she raised the window so she could hear what they said.
"...did show you something, didn't I?" Nina giggled, swinging down into a deck chair. Bob took the one next to Nina's.
"You know it!" he laughed.
Nina leaned toward him and whispered something Mona couldn't catch. Both laughed merrily. They probably were discussing their date of the previous evening. Mona wondered if the young girls had finally been screwed. She hoped so.
She felt a hangoverish urgency in her crotch. She had awakened with a wet pussy and had intended to try to talk John into a Sunday morning fuck, but the odds were against it. He had performed too well with Connie. He probably wouldn't get another hard-on for several days.
"...think Mom and Dad will get a little this morning?" Nina giggled.
"Hell, they had a party with the Moores," Bob answered. "Didn't you say they were going to swap?"
"Oh, I'm not real sure," Nina said. "People that old don't do it much. The men don't, anyway!" Her voice lowered and she whispered to Bob again.
He grinned, slumping back in his chair. "No shit?"
She told him about Don Owen and me! Mona thought. Ohhh, I'd give anything for some young hard prick right now! Or even some fresh young pussy! Nina's pretty hep, she practically blackmailed me into letting her date Steve. Hell! I'd even love a party with my own sexy children!
John groaned and rolled around under the covers. Reluctantly Mona turned from the window; she didn't care to get caught eavesdropping. She still was trembling with the awful idea of making out with her own flesh and blood. Not now, maybe never. If a breath of it ever got around in Conway, John would be ruined!
"What the hell?" he muttered, his eyes now open.
"I heard the kids out at the pool," she said, sliding down at his left. Her nightie crawled back above her crotch; she spread her thighs invitingly. "You going to give me a little, honey?"
"Damn! Didn't you get enough last night?"
"Honey, that was last night," she purred, drawing his hand over on her moistened cunt. "If you don't really want to, please give me a tickle job, huh?"
He grinned. "Baby, you deserve a fuck! Maybe later I'll get it up ... I owe you a lot for getting
Connie in here!"
As his hand began to move on her cunt, Mona relaxed lazily. Finding his limp meat under the sheet, she toyed with it. John teased her stiffened clit. She shuddered and hunched playfully. Her thoughts began to circle around Steve and Connie and Susi.
"Honey, I've thought of a different kind of party we could have."
"What kind is that, baby?"
"How would you like to have Susi for an evening?"
His hand stopped moving. She lifted her tits out of the nightie, curving them toward him. "What the hell?"
"Well, if the girls would do it, Connie and I could have the young boys and you and David could have some nice young pussy!"
He trembled, his soft cock beginning to harden. "No shit?"
"I won't say everybody would," she purred. "But it's a sexy idea."
"Baby, you're coming on stronger every day!" he exclaimed. "But Dave would probably crap his pants."
"I'll work on it, honey," she whispered. "Ohhh, you're getting hard!"
He kicked the sheet away. "Suck it and rub your tits on it. The least I can do is give you a tongue job."
Mona shivered. As another burst of laughter came faintly from the patio she suddenly realized what had probably happened at poolside.
I think my kids were fucking! Incest! I'm no better, really. I've been looking at Bob for years. I know how good young cock is. I'd like to fuck him and eat Nina's cunt. What a horrible bitch I am! If we have this young-old swap party maybe it will lead the way to more fun!
"Are you getting another hard-on already, honey?" Nina giggled, staring at Bob's crotch.
"Shit yes. We should've stayed in there on the couch."
"Well, the folks are liable to be waking up ... My pussy is kind of sore." "I hope I didn't hurt it!"
"Well, when I cleaned it there was some blood in the goup," she giggled.
"That must've been your cherry," he said, his eyes flaring with fuck hunger. "Come on, I need another fuck!"
Nina trembled. "I think you need an older dame, honey. Boy, the way Don fucked Mona was really something!"
"Jeeese! You think I'd fuck my own mother?"
"Noooo. I was thinking about Connie Moore, maybe..."
"She's really built," he admitted. "Wouldn't that be something? I bet I could get it in her cunt."
Nina laughed. She was turning on again. Bob was a tiger! "I've seen her giving you the old eyeball."
"Shit!" he exclaimed, standing up. His prick was very hard inside his trunks. "If you don't want to do it here, we can go out in the toolies where we were last night."
"Not in daylight!" she protested. "If somebody saw us Okay, let's go up to my room. I gotta put some jelly in the hole anyway!"
If Mom ever finds out I'll tell her I'll spread it around about her and Don Owen. She can't say one damn word! I don't know about coming again. I really am kind of pooped! Ohhh, but I do love cock! I know what it's like now. If Bob would just take it easy...
When she entered her bedroom after the jelly stop in the toilet, Bob was naked. He sat on the edge of her bed, his prick very hard. She had a sneaky hunch he'd been playing with it. The head was all wet and his right hand looked a little slimy.
"How many times can you come, honey?" she whispered, removing her mini-halter.
He blushed. He was ashamed to admit he played with his cock, and she wasn't too proud of her pussy tickling either.
"Plenty of times," he said, staring at her naked breasts.
"Don't make too much noise," she breathed, lowering her bikini panty. "Why don't you let me play around with it a while? I'll give you your fun! I just can't come the way you do!"
His dark eyes flared. He crawled into the middle of the bed, resting on his back. Giggling, she angled herself above him, remembering something she had read about the girl being on top, and all the things she could do before really getting down to the nitty gritty. Having her cunt sucked, the way Steve had done it, was super delish. Cock in the mouth was dreamy too.
Maybe someday I can come a whole lot of times in a row the way the boys do. I just need practice!
Shaking with excitement, she backed away until her titties were above his cock. She lowered them and felt the hot prickflesh on her tingling mounds.
"Jeeese!" he muttered, his pole bobbing and tensing.
"Oh, this is fun!" she chirped, rolling her titflesh on his cock.
"Bring your pussy on it!" he panted.
She started to swing her rump forward, but she knew she was too late. His prick was already throbbing! She dropped her mouth over it, took the hard, swollen glans deep in her throat.
His groan of pleasure as the hot stuff erupted in her mouth gave her a wild sexy thrill. Her tender pussy was getting the prick ache again. Almost choked by the stream of come, she lifted her head and, watched the last pulsing of his cock push more sexy white come from the red, swollen knob.
Ohhh, I just love my brother's prick, she thought. J wish I could give him all the fucking he really needs!
9
"Pass me another wiener, honey," Connie said to Bob Bridges.
"She-likes 'em good and hot!" Susi giggled.
"Oh, shut up and take one to John," Connie answered.
The two families were at Lake Pine wood, their favorite place away from home; it was Friday evening and a full weekend was planned. Earlier in the day they all had gone boating in the Moores' cruiser. The weather was warm, and a wiener roast was in progress on the beach. Farther back in the timber were the large double cabins.
Mona stood down near the water talking to Steve. Nina was flirting with David. Susi wiggled away from the campfire to deliver a hot dog to John. For the moment Connie had Bob all to herself.
"What do you think about this new matchup, honey?" Connie asked, brushing her bare shoulder against Bob's shoulder.
He grinned. "Not bad! That's sure some thin bikini you're wearing."
"Well, you've seen me before, but I want you to see more," she whispered. "Say, we're getting low on beer. Bring your hot dog and you can help me carry it down from the cabin."
"Right," he smiled. His hot dark eyes were on her bulging halter.
She stood up, shivering. "Bob and I are going after more beer," she announced.
No one paid attention. Nina sat on a log beside David, and Susi was giving John bites of a hot dog, standing directly in front of him. Mona and Steve still were talking. Young and old, old and young.
I believe it's going to work! Connie thought, trembling with anticipation. I haven't had any fucking since Steve poured it to me! My cunt is coming alive! I had a wonderful hot climax with him. Why can't he see the advantage of getting his pussy right at home?
Steve had been moody all week until today. He seemed to feel the idea of incest wasn't acceptable. Perhaps if he screwed Mona a few times he would weaken. Susi was ready for it. The young blonde claimed Nina had already fucked Bob. They liked it! Mona said she hadn't yet made out with Bob, but it was obvious she wanted to.
If everybody gets smart we can go all kinds of ways for fun, Connie thought, steering Bob into the shadowy trail that led to the cabins. I've had John's prick and Steve's prick and I'm dying for more! I hope David doesn't queer the deal. He should be happy with Nina; she's a very cute young pussycat.
David and Steve were the only two of the eight who hadn't actually been told what the weekend at the lake was to be about. Mona and Nina were supposed to break the news at the proper moment.
Connie turned and pushed herself close to Bob; she tossed her hot dog out in the bushes.
"I need a different kind of wiener, honey," she breathed, sliding her arms around his bare waist.
"Yeah!" he muttered, dropping his own sandwich.
She admired his boldness as he reached for her halter. He was more outgoing than Steve. He had been fucking Nina, and he had been out on a hot date with Susi.
"That's the way, honey," Connie breathed, lowering her halter. Her big titties ballooned forward and Bob gasped.
"Jeeese, what a pair!"
She wiggled them in his hands, reaching for his crotch. His cock was riding stiffly along his belly. She shaped it hungrily. Not as large as Steve's, but just as long! Delicious! During the boat ride she had flirted with him, letting him peer under her skirt. She hoped he hadn't wasted any juice by jacking off. Since Sunday Steve had been messing the sheets and towels in his room almost daily.
He's something like David, Connie thought. Backward, afraid. I'm going to enjoy myself before it's too late. If David doesn't like it, I'll divorce him! I'll marry some real young cocky stud!
She was afraid to reach inside Bob's trunks and play with his bare prick; these boys were very hair-triggered.
"Hurry up to the cabin, honey!" she breathed.
He nodded, already shaking with need. Her cunt ached for penetration. She was learning how to have pelvic orgasms. Steve had stirred a riot in her loins. Waiting and waiting for nearly a week was just plain hell.
They entered the Moore cabin. A lamp glowed in a far corner, and a radio played soft music.
Connie tossed her halter on the floor and peeled her bikini panty down her thighs. Bob worked his trunks from his hips. His long, slender prick was wet on the head.
"Ohhh, don't come yet!" she cried, spreading out on a studio couch. "Push it up in my cunt!"
His eyes were glazed. He sank down between her heavy thighs, and she caught his prick in her right hand and guided it to her burning twat. His lean virile body ignited furious shivers everywhere. The touch of his prick against her puffed cunt lips pulled a moan from her lips.
"Ohhh, Bob! Fuck me!"
As his hot pole drove delectably into her famished cunt, her thighs moved back, she lifted her hips high, and his cockhead struck the bottom of her vagina.
"OHHH!" she wailed fiercely.
His mouth found a stinging nipple, and he sucked and sucked while he stroked into her cunt. He wasn't going crazy-he was actually taking some time with it. Wonderful! If he had been practicing on Nina, he was making it pay beautiful dividends. She tightened her vaginal muscles and he gasped.
"Jeeeesus!"
"I love it, love it!" she panted, arching her tits higher.
He rested for several heartbeats. She could hardly believe it. Maybe he had jacked off. But young prick stayed hard, hard! That was the thing, the big thing!
He shuddered again and stroked faster. His handsome face writhed, his head went back, and his prick tensed and throbbed. The luscious swell of prick in her cunt brought the quick, throbbing heaven she had waited and waited for.
"NNNNowwwww, honey!" she cried shrilly.
He bucked and groaned, hammering her womb with lusty fuck glides. When she felt the sweet hot spurting of his cream, her cunt responded wildly, twitching and churning around his cock. Her pelvis was shaking. It was deep and big and furious! It was the answer to an erotic fantasy that Steve and John had ignited.
"OHHH, OH, OH, OH!" she bleated with each sugary bang of her cunt. Her tits shook, her thighs vibrated, the couch jiggled and creaked with their lusty actions.
He humped through his climax, flattening on her lush trembling curves. Her thighs came down, squeezing around his slender rump as the fading pulsing in her cunt bathed her body with longed-for relief. The sexy juiced condition of her cunt lips, the still-rigid cock, his big manly nuts against her vestibule, enriched her pleasure.
"Ohhh, Bob!" she panted. "You sure gave me a wonderful fuck!"
He trembled, raising his head. "I didn't know a cunt moved like that!"
"Honey, we older gals really love our prick."
"You know it!" he breathed, his pole flexing.
"You come over to our house any time, honey. You can have all of this hot cunt you can use!"
"Jeeeesus!" he breathed. "I sure as hell will, Connie..."
Mona caught Steve's hand and led him toward the cruiser, which was pulled up on the sand not far away.
"I left a purse in the boat, honey," she breathed intimately. "Help me find it, huh?"
He grinned and went along. She knew Connie's trip to the cabins for beer was for fucking; poor Connie was frantic. The swap had started her swinging, and the party with John had broken down her inhibitions. The way Steve acted around his mother and Susi, it was possible he had been getting some of that too! Incest. But she herself had been thinking about it.
However, she had scored big with John on Wednesday evening. Swapping had put new life in his cock. She was positive Bob was fucking Nina, so how could she knock incest in another family? However, she had seen signs in Bob's room indicating he had been jacking off, so obviously Nina wasn't holding up her end of the deal. Young girls just couldn't fuck as often as young boys.
Steve climbed into the boat ahead of Mona. The movements of his strong legs and narrow hips made her cunt flutter. There was a nice fold-down padded seat in the cruiser she intended to use.
Once inside, he reached for an auxiliary light switch and she pulled his hand from it. She melted against him, urging her crotch against his prick.
"Wouldn't you like to play around with me, honey?" she whispered.
"Man-what's going on?" he gasped.
"I'll explain later, Steve." In the near darkness she untied her halter. She brought his right hand up to her aching tits. He cupped a firming mound and trembled.
"You know you need some pussy, honey," she murmured, nibbling at his mouth, flirting her tongue inside. He was something! Big and sexy and the cock bulge was simply huge.
"B-but what about the others?" he gasped.
"Honey, this is a party. Come on now, relax and enjoy it. Take your trunks down and let me hold your nice big prick!"
"Man!" he breathed.
She backed away from him, lowered the padded seat. Quickly she removed her bikini panty. His hands moved fumblingly with his trunks, and she reached out and helped him. The view of his cock in the starlight made her croon with delight. Young, hard prick! Delectable!
"On your back, honey. I want to ride that big, hot thing!"
He seemed stunned, but he obeyed. She straddled him swiftly, knowing he might go off any moment. She didn't want his young cock juice sailing out in the air. She would have enjoyed a slower buildup-her cunt wasn't fully juiced and swollen-but that could happen later, after she had cooled him with two or three good fucks.
With knowing skill she centered her stinging cunt on his knob, worming her ass, oozing the hot meat slowly into her cunny.
"OHHHH-MMMMM!" she panted as her pussy stretched and stretched. What a hunk of meat! What a horse. Susi claimed he hadn't got his prick in Nina's cunt, and Mona could understand why. It was wonderfully thick. Nina could surely take David's prick; he didn't have much.
"Uhhh!" Steve moaned.
"MMMM!" Mona cried again, forcing his knob deeper into her cunt. The rub of her clit on the hot prick filled her with wonder. She had never taken such a pole! It was filling her twat. It was glorious!
Her furious excitement drew more juice from her pussy; the last thrust of her ass drove the shaft to the door of her womb. For golden seconds she savored the delight of new big prick while her vagina began to tremble with erotic anticipation. A pole like his was just right for topping! She couldn't take quite all of it up in her cunt; she would have plenty of stiff meat to slide on.
Now for the best, the dreamiest part of a fuck. Nothing could ever replace good rigid prick. Nothing! New pussy is thrilling, and making a woman come has its moments, but a cunt is made for prick. What a crime it is that men are on the downhill by the time they reach twenty! When she thought of all the young pricks going to waste, all the hard young squirts of semen going into towels and on bedsheets, she almost cried with anguish. Just when a married broad learns how to really fuck, the home cock goes soft! Ohhh, I'll never get enough of this young hot meat!
Positioning herself carefully, she started to fuck. Around and around, down and up, up and down, then a delectable pause. She didn't need any sexy conversation to thrill her now; she was afraid she might shock him if she became too explicit. He still was pretty square.
Glide, glide, hunch! Her cunt muscles flexed and tightened.
"Ughhhh!" Steve groaned, his hips lifting.
"Hang on, honey!" she cried, stroking busily, his knob knocking at the shaky door of her womb on every poke. Her readied cunt began its voluptuous throbbing, her ass-hole twitched, and her thighs quaked with her efforts.
"GHHH!" Steve groaned. "GHHoood!"
The swell and pulse of his meat in her slippery, spasming cunt gave her sharper thrills than any she could remember! As his burning spurts bathed her womb, she lunged even faster. The heaven was coming and coming-and COMING AGAIN! The quick sweet shivers seized her pelvis in a furious multiple! Her meat-stretched cunt was having the time of its life! Shock waves raced to every nerve in her body.
She shouted-no words, just a wail of primitive delight, as old as time, as basic as the lap of water against the hull of the boat. The last flutters and squeezes of her cunt amazed her with their sucking, drawing velocity. Her cunt was pulling the juice from his beating prick. She sagged down on him, shuddering and spent. Her hunching muscles quivered with relief; she had given them a terrific workout.
"Ohhh, mmmmm, that's some wonderful prick, honey!" she panted, keeping his pole socked in her cunny. The press of his chest on her tits completed her sense of delicious togetherness. She had all of his cock; somehow she had been able to sheath his entire nine big inches! John knew a lot of tricks, but he just didn't have it the way Steve had it.
"Man!" he gasped, amazement in his voice.
"You like it when my pussy tightens, honey?"
"Too much!" he breathed. His belly was sweaty and her shoulders were moist. She felt the hot creamy come dribbling from her cunt down on his nuts and crotch. Best of all, his prick was still hard.
"Oh, Steve," she whispered. "When you need some fucking just drop over, will you?"
He trembled, his prick tensed. "Any time?"
"Just any time, honey. If we can't screw at our place I'll figure out something else." She rotated her ass. "You want some more right now?"
"Yeah!" he exclaimed. "What-about the others?"
"Stop worrying. You're with me, now. I'll clean up and then we'll fuck till we're pooped!" He nodded eagerly.
For the first time in twenty years Fm going to get enough prick, she thought happily. Maybe I can go off twice in a row again!
"What's the matter, David?" Nina giggled, squirming her rump and rubbing her slender thigh on his hairy leg. "Don't you like me?"
"Right, but-"
"We're here all alone," she giggled. "John and Susi just went for a walk. The others took off."
"I see," he answered, looking rather grim.
"Oh, have another beer!" she suggested. "You know, I've been wondering about you for a long time."
"Really?" He dropped his beer can and slid his left arm around her willowy waist. His dark eyes had a hungry look.
"Sure! Young girls get to thinking about older men, you know. They're experienced."
"Shit, if the others can, I guess we can, huh?"
"Heavy!" she giggled. She felt very confident of her sexiness. Bob had fucked her three times since Sunday. She was learning how to come with a prick. It was real cool fun!
The big trouble was, he wanted it about three times as often as she did. Bob was a regular tiger. She had turned him down several times because her pussy was sore and tired.
"Let's take a blanket back in the bushes," Dave said, his hand on her mini-halter.
She nodded, giggling. He should know lots of sexy tricks, she thought. Connie looks sexy. I've heard older men like to eat young pussy. I loved it with Steve, but Bob won't do it-all he thinks about is screwing my cunt.
A moment later they lay on a blanket in a small clearing bathed by dim starlight. David's trunks were off and Nina was naked. He stretched out beside her, his right hand on her pussy. He wasn't saying much, but she liked to flirt and talk about it.
"Man!" he exclaimed, pressing her tender cunt almost roughly.
"Oh, don't hurt it, honey!" she giggled. "Are you going to use your mouth?"
He shuddered. "Is that the way you do it?"
She was puzzled. He should be kissing her and playing with her titties and giving her plenty of thrills.
"Sure!" she answered. "Don't you think I'm table stuff?"
He groaned and started to climb between her slender shanks. "You talk too much, baby."
"At least you could tell me I'm cute," she protested. His prick grazed her thigh and she trembled. It wasn't as long as Bob's or as big and thick as Steve's.
"Sure," he muttered. "I've thought about you plenty of times, Nina."
"Well, that's better!" she tittered.
A shiver ran the length of his body as he pushed his prick at her moistened cunt. The knob sank inward as he groaned and began to fuck very swiftly. Ohhh, it felt good, but he was going too fast, just like Bob. His hoarse bleats of pleasure gave her a thrill, but she knew she couldn't come with him! His nuts were slapping at her cunt, his cock slamming into her.
"Ohhh, don't be in such a hurry-" she cried, and didn't finish because he was coming. His rutty jabs fed her need. It was cool having a prick explode in her young eager pussy-and she was getting it from a new man.
"SHIIIT!" He gasped, jolting her with barbaric hunches. She felt the familiar throb of hot prick, the gushing of come. He poked and poked and finally fell down on her, panting heavily. A few sweet flutters and her fun was over; she felt mashed and humiliated.
"You-you're hurting me!" she said, pushing at his shoulders.
"Ughhh," he muttered, rolling away. His prick was already turning soft! He stretched on his back, breathing hard.
"Well, can't you say anything?" she asked, her anger rising.
"Uhhh-that was good!" he panted.
"Oh, hell!" she exclaimed, scrambling to her feet. She found her bikini bra and panties. "I'm leaving!"
"Shit!" he muttered.
"Well, go and shit for all I care!" she snapped. "You don't know a thing about fucking!"
10
John Bridges unfolded the blanket he had brought from the campfire area and spread it on a grassy spot near a small beach. His heart hammered and his prick reared up hard as a pine pole. Susi was the juiciest young blonde morsel he had ever touched and he was wild to get in her bikini panty. She was much younger than Nancy Owen, so he knew he would have to do this very skillfully.
"Do you really think I'm sexy, John?" Susi giggled, sinking down on the blanket.
"Cutie, I've been watching you for years!" he breathed, easing down at her right, drawing her close. "I can't believe it!"
"You're solid," she whispered, offering her lips. In the starlight she looked like a nymphet right out of a girlie magazine. Big, high titties, a lush plump body. She was large and well developed for her age. The spicy aroma of young cunt made him shudder.
He touched her warm, velvety lips with his tongue, and they opened under his pressure, nipping delightfully. Her arms went around his neck. He passed his right hand across her halter, testing her breasts. Her tongue was searching for his tongue. They met, coiled, wrestled.
Kissing was a thing girls learned quickly, and in his young years the teen-aged flirts had driven him crazy. He had been so stupid, though. Jacking off had become a way of life almost until he married; there had been no ready contraceptive except the fucking condoms, and dames still didn't trust them. He wished many times he could spin the time clock backward. This was doing it in one way, however.
The soft, soft heat of Susi's body, her clinging lips, her eager shivers, made him feel twenty years younger already. But two shots would be his limit; he had to hold them back as long as possible. The dream of getting a near virgin, very young table-type pussy was at hand! Hell, maybe she was a virgin.
Gently he lifted the halter from her full-blown young titties. He groaned with pleasure as his fingers cuddled a tempting, sweet mound of titflesh. She trembled, her velvety thigh pressed into his leg, her arms tightened, and her tongue danced excitingly. He teased the tiny nipples which reminded him of Connie's larger breasts.
"Ohhhh!" Susi gasped, breaking the heated mouth contact.
"Beautiful!" he murmured. Her titties were like ripe grapefruit, firming deliciously in his hand.
"I love that!" she giggled. "Play and play with me, honey!"
He was surprised at her boldness, but he knew that girls nowadays knew more than the girls he had gone out with in his studding years, much more.
He slipped his roving hand from her titties down her silky belly, in between her plump warm thighs. "I'll give you all the playing you want, cutie," he whispered.
She opened her legs, curving her titties into his chest. Her moist, warm lips settled on his throat; the hungry yielding of her body sent wild tremors of joy across his loins.
"I just knew you'd know how to handle a girl right," she purred. "I always did think you looked kind of wolfish!"
He chuckled. He drew her left hand down to his crotch. "A sexy young girl like you makes any man wolfish."
"Oh, I'm not that pretty!" she giggled.
"You don't know!" he exclaimed, fondling her sweetly rounded thigh. She trembled again, rolling her beautiful young tits into his chest. Her fingers moved tentatively on his cock bulge.
"Ohh, that feels good!" she breathed.
"How was your date with Bob?" he asked, reaching for her bikini panty.
She trembled. "Oh, I like Bob-but you know, I like you better! You know how!"
"How do you know?" he teased.
She giggled. "Nina tells me things. She says you can make the fun last!" Then she added, "I mean, with Mona."
"She's been listening at the bedroom door," he chuckled. He pressed her soft pussy curve, easing her slowly backward on the blanket.
She sighed and softened, keeping her thighs open for his seeking hand. "OHHH, honey!" she cried, her hips curving upward. Her hand clutched at his cock tent.
He sneaked his fingers inside the panty. The plush tender cunt flesh, sweet and moist, brought a moan from his throat. He leaned above her, lowering his head to her white creamy titties. The pert nipples were stiff with her need. He tongued one, and her shiver of pleasure made his nuts ache. His prick needed cunt in the worst possible way, but he had to hold back or flunk out. He had to savor this juicy morsel to the limit!
He moved between her thighs, keeping his trunks on so he wouldn't be tempted to screw her before he had worked her over thoroughly. He knew she trusted him, expecting to have lots of fun with an older man. Kissing her titties, feeling her shivers of pleasure, he backed away until he was trailing his tongue along her belly. Her velvety thighs moved restlessly against his ribs. Her eager panting was the sweetest music he could imagine. Breaking the contacts, he sat back on his knees and began to draw her panty from her hips.
She closed her legs, lifting her rump. "W-what are you going to do to me, honey?" she breathed.
"I want to eat your fresh young pussy, cutie."
"Ohhhhhyes!" she gasped. "Solid!"
He hated to admit he hadn't gobbled much cunt; sometimes he and Mona did a sixty-nine, and years before he had experimented in a few back seats. Of course he had worked Nancy over-she was blonde and alluring. But a very young girl was real table pussy, and he saw the idea wasn't shocking Susi, so maybe she'd had it before.
He almost leaped back into position. Her thighs reopened, he slid his hands under her plump behind and nuzzled his lips down into the soft furry cunt. The fragrance of it made him want to squeal like a boar at point of orgasm. Sweet essence of young pussy!
Gently he kissed the puffy cunt lips, moving his tongue along the warm, dewy slit. Her thighs quaked as her rump arched higher. He kneaded the sweet ass-flesh, caressing the sexy pucker of her anus.
"OHHHHH!" she whimpered, her big titties shaking in the starlight.
He kissed the flesh above her cunt, then the silky thighs close to the upcurved pussy. He fastened his mouth to the slickened hole and drove his tongue deep. How delectable! His cock burned fiercely.
"OHHH!" she gasped. "Ohhhhhh-JOHN!"
Every time he jabbed his tongue she trembled, her hands moved restlessly on the blanket. Now he tongued the tiny clit, rocking it with quick slides. Her belly heaved and her tits jiggled.
"OHHH-PM coming!" she wailed.
The sexy young cunt had learned the words; it hiked his pleasure. He gripped her hips and stroked his probe swiftly in her shivery cunt. Her thighs stiffened, her back arched, and a fierce mewing sound came from her lips. He felt the sweet pulsing of her joy, the cunty fluttering against his lips, the quake of her belly.
"Ohhh-ohhhhh-Ohhh-OH!" she wailed harshly. Her pelvis jerked as she hunched against his mouth in the coital thrusting that signaled her climax. His chest swelled with pride, just as his cock swelled with anticipation.
"Ohhhhh, honey!" she sighed, softening, panting deeply.
He nuzzled the drippy cunt, lapping its delectable juices, sucking until her quivers of pleasure diminished. He lifted his head and asked, "Was that good, cutie?"
Her fingers riffled his hair, she sighed again and giggled. "Ohhhh-like wow!"
"Want to rest a while now?"
"Yeees," she breathed. "It was so good it almost hurt!"
He wiped his face on a corner of the blanket and crawled up at her right. Her head turned, her lips parted for his kiss. Her tongue wiggled lazily into his mouth, her right hand seeking his cock.
Nina, sitting restlessly beside the bonfire, disgusted with David, heard a far away girlish giggle. Susi's voice. She was with John, and she was obviously enjoying herself.
I just knew Dad would make her come, Nina thought enviously. He sure gives Mom her jollies! I think he's fucked Connie too. I haven't had my fun for two whole days, and I'm all turned on. David is a creep! He got me all excited and then went to sleep. I got his come, but I didn't make out. Shit!
She didn't want to spoil Bob's good time with Connie, and she hated to bother Mona and Steve. Besides, Steve's cock was too big for her pussy. She had enjoyed watching Susi and Steve and now she wanted to watch Susi and her own father!
She knew John was experienced-she had listened to him screw Mona often enough-but she wondered what he would do to Susi. I think I'd like to have him fuck ME! I let Bob do it, I'll bet Dad could make me come real big! The whole idea was horribly thrilling.
She crept from the picnic site and sneaked along the sandy shore in the soft warm darkness, guided by another intimate, sexy giggle from Susi: "...going to let me suck it for you, honey...? "
Nina shivered. Her excited pussy began to ache. She had been tempted to play with her pussy after the washout with David, but now she was glad she hadn't. Sui was learning fast. When she had sucked Steve's prick, she loved it. And what girl didn't?
Nina slipped nearer, peeking around a bush.-They were on a blanket side by side and she could see John's hand moving on Susi's cunt. He was kissing the slope of her right tittie. Her right hand was inside his swim trunks, obviously holding his cock.
"I want to make you come about three more times first, cutie," he said.
"Ohhhhh-heavy!" she giggled. "Why don't you take your trunks off?"
"I've got to last a while," he chuckled. His hand moved faster on her pussy. Her soft thighs quivered as she uttered a gasp of delight.
"Ohhh, you sure know how to play with a cunt!"
"You're some cute swinger, Susi. You going to let me have more of this?"
"Oh, I hope you take me out a lot, honey. I want to learn how to be a good hot screw!"
"Great!" he exclaimed.
Nina felt a flood of juice leak into her bikini panty. Her pussy was stinging and burning for good manly touches and good sliding cock! Steve had been awkward with his pussy lapping, but she was positive her father could do the job right. I wonder if Dad would really take on his own daughter? Maybe he would love a party with two girls! Susi could feel me too if she wanted to; it might be real fun! Ohhh, I'm dying for a come, lots of come!
"...you and Nina really talk things over, huh?" John teased.
"Oh, sure! Don't you think she's awfully pretty and sexy?"
"Shame on you," he laughed. "Of course I do."
She's pulling for me, Nina thought. And he's a lot smarter than Bob. Bob won't suck my pussy or anything. He just wants to jab and jab my cunt. I have trouble coming with him.
"Ohhh, don't make me wait any more!" Susi cried, shattering Nina's erotic thoughts.
Nina raised her head for a better look and in her excitement she grabbed at the bush in front of her. A dead stick broke in her hand; it made a loud pop.
"W-what was that?" Susi wailed.
Nina had to think fast. She did. She walked with a stagger toward the blanket.
"Ohhh, I'm drunk!" she blurted. "Who's that?"
Susi uttered a startled gasp; John muttered under his breath and sat up.
"Susi and I are talking, Nina," he said irritably. Susi had jerked a corner of the blanket over her naked body. "What're you doing here?"
"Oh, David went to sleep and I drank more beer and-"
"Well, come and lie down and rest, honey," Susi said, recovering.
Nina was so grateful to her friend she wanted to kiss her.
"Is it okay, Dad?" she asked, slurring her words.
Nina saw Susi touch John's arm. He glanced at the blonde and then back at Nina. In the near darkness she couldn't see his expression, but it looked like a grin.
"Of course, honey," he said. "Plenty of room here."
"I want to get in on some of the fun," Nina giggled, sinking down at John's right. "Everybody left ... "
"No reason why we can't have a little party!" Susi giggled. "I was just talking about you."
John shuddered. He could see right away that Susi wanted Nina here. His daughter wasn't quite as drunk as she pretended. Evidently Dave had flubbed; he had guzzled more beer than anyone. Mona had told John that David wasn't much of a fuck, and now he had passed out on Nina. Before he could bring himself to consider what he would do next, Susi whispered in his ear.
"John, please give her some fun too!"
Jesus Christ! he thought. How can I touch my own daughter?
He had heard of it-he knew it happened-and he admitted he had known incestuous urges about Nina, but he had pushed them out of his thinking. Maybe these two young girls had actually planned it!
"Nobody would ever know," Susi whispered, pushing a luscious tittie into his ribs.
John shuddered again. His pussy fever was too strong to ignore. Some men had gambled everything for a piece of ass, the forbidden cunt. His wires had been clipped years before, so he couldn't fix her or anyone. If they want it by God they'll get it! he thought.
His cock stiffened again as a new kind of excitement gripped him. Having Susi was compelling enough, but now he had two teen-aged cunts! Fuck Dave. Maybe he doesn't deserve a cute sexy girl like Nina. "You sure you girls want to do this?" he asked.
"Ohhh, this should be real cool!" Nina laughed softly.
Susi answered by reaching for his cock and pushing her tits into his chest. She was trying to crawl on top of him. He worked his swim trunks down his legs, exposing his prick at last.
"I'm dying for a finger in my pussy!" Susi giggled.
"Me, too!" Nina purred. Her halter was already off, and she was drawing her panty down her legs. He stared at her high, pointy tits, her slender figure, the sweet rounded ass. This was almost too much!
He sank backward, Susi moving down with him. His left hand found her pussy and his right hand settled between Nina's opened, slender thighs. His daughter's cunt was very wet and swollen, as was Susi's. He had brought Susi close to an orgasm about the time Nina entered the scene and now the young blonde was panting and humping on his hand, her soft thighs shaking.
"Ohhh, I'm coming!" Susi cried. She reached for his prick and suddenly he felt Nina's fingers there too. Sonofabitch! He pushed his finger into Nina's twat. She hunched and shuddered.
"Ahhhhh!" she cried. "I'm making it!"
The shake of soft cunt flesh in each palm brought a moan from his throat. Somehow Susi's presence took away some of the feeling of guilt about fondling his own daughter. These young swinging cunts were ready for anything.
Nina's grip on John's cock, the knowing finger sliding in her eager cunt, gave her a special hot thrill. He knew just where to touch, letting his finger rub on her clitoris. She had been ready to come for an hour and now it was happening and happening quick, sweet and wild.
Susi's shrill bleat of pleasure made Nina's cunt do things it had never done before! With each pulse of delight it was twitching and moving inside! The stabs of relief made her buck and kick like an animal. John really knew how to make her pussy go off.
"Ohhhh!" Susi cried happily. "It's more fun with three of us!"
"Ohhh, you know it!" Nina breathed, floating along in a quivery aftermath. "This is a real cool party!"
John drew his fingers from the two young dewy cunts and let his palms rest on the tender flesh. Thankfully they had stopped playing with his cock. He had held his first shot so long he was beginning to wonder if he could unload it when the time came. The girls seemed satisfied for the present; maybe one or two more orgasms apiece was all they could manage.
He was realizing that this young-old mixture was the answer to a lot of sex problems. The older women wanted prick and plenty of it; the boys could supply that. The young girls wanted plenty of fingering and fiddling, kissing and tickling, and the old studs could manage that. But what the fuck is the matter with David? He could spoil the whole deal. Apparently he didn't get Nina's gun off. What a pity. I'll have to talk to him, John thought. "What do you sexy girls want next?" he asked, squeezing their cunts.
"I've got to rest a while!" Susi giggled. "Nina, why don't you carry on for a while? I love to watch!"
"Yes, you're ahead of me!" Nina laughed.
He lifted his hand from Susi's twat and she rolled away. Nina turned toward him, sliding her slender thigh across his legs. She rested above him, her hard pointy tits pressing into his chest as he fingered her slickened cunt with new interest. The nub of her clit was very hard; she was breathing faster.
"Let her top it, John!" Susi chirped. "Right on!" Nina panted, hunching against his finger.
Nina had never been quite so thrilled and excited about having sex fun. Bob didn't know how to really turn her on; all he wanted to do was just fuck and rut and fuck; his refusal to wait had made her pussy sore. Well, it wasn't sore now. It was all swollen and very wet, and her climax had been just heavenly. She wanted her cunt to twitch and quiver again; it ached and ached for prick.
"You know how to top a cock, honey?" John chuckled.
"No, but I bet I can learn!" Nina chirped.
She felt the finger leave her drippy cunt, and as she raised her hips his hard cockhead touched her belly. His hands caressed her titties and she shuddered, lifting so he could do a good job on them.
"Ohhhhh!" she panted, squirming her ass, trying to push her stinging pussy against his knob.
"Bring it higher!" Susi gasped. She was crouched on her knees, watching intently.
"Ohh, help me!" Nina cried. John was enjoying the suspense, but he wasn't reaching down to assist. The prickhead slid past her cunt, along her ass-hole. Nina had wanted Steve's cock, and she had loved Bob's long hard prick-but she craved John's pole with a fierce hot craving. He had fingered her into passionate readiness. David's prick hadn't been in her pussy long enough to do much.
Shaking with lust, Nina felt Susi reach out and bring John's cock into the right position. The touch of the knob between her cunt lips had never been sweeter! Her own father was such a sexy man, he made her hot all over! Susi's hand came away, then ran gently across Nina's rump. Ohhh, that was very sexy too.
The cockhead was going up, up!
"AHHHHH!" Nina moaned. "OHHHHH, it's good!"
Her ass dropped and the stiff wand pushed sweetly into her flaming cunny. John trembled beneath her, his hardness tensing in her cunt. Dreamy!
"Now fuck!" Susi trilled, continuing to fondle Nina's hips and thighs. "Give him a real hot fuck!"
Nina whimpered with joy and began to thrust. Her father's prick was just right for her pussy! Bob's prick was a little too long. Ohhh, this was far out! The knob didn't hurt, but the shaft was snug and hard. It was fun doing the fucking-she could bring it on just the way she wanted to.
"Rub your titties on her butt, Susi," John muttered.
Nina shuddered. She saw Susi move, felt the press of soft warm flesh against her backside as a pointy nipple teased her anus!
"Ohhh, this is solid!" Susi cried.
Nina bobbed slowly, enjoying the feel of prick more than she ever had. Maybe it was awful fucking her own father, but it was very special too. Delicious things were happening in her cunt-it was moving again. The cock-ache was all through her pelvis, not just in her cunt. And the roll of Susi's tits was horribly exciting.
John's sudden moan, the stiffening of his cock, sent delectable quivers across her loins. His hands gripped her tender titties and her cunt began to twitch and tighten!
"OHHHH!" she shouted.
"You're both coming!" Susi cried. "Fuck hard!"
Nina hunched and hunched, the tension climbed until the darkness seemed to break in a million pieces. A quick, squirmy delight seized her cunt, his knob puffed, and she felt the sweet throbbing of prick in her cunt. The hard spasms of joy drew a fierce wail from her throat.
Coming had a new dimension! She was coming in her tits and legs and rump and everywhere! The gush of sperm had never been more violent-it was ripping and tearing her pussy. Her ass flew and the ground weaved.
"OHHH, OH, OH, OHHH!" she cried, passing the peak, humping into the pulsing downward shivers. The twitching inside her cunt was just delicious! This was really coming! This was IT.
ll
Mona felt the honeyed churning of her fifth orgasm with Steve's huge cock and her tired ass muscles responded again. His groan, the flex of cockmeat in her pulsing cunt, drew another bleat of rapture from her throat. The squirting of her gun was so sweet it was almost painful; the last throbs and twitches of her exhausted fuck tube made her wince. "Mmmmmm-ouch!"
For the first time in fifteen years I've had enough cock! she thought dizzily. Almost too much. That big hunk of meat is still hard, but I've had it for a while. Really had it. How long can he keep going? He's had three squirts...
Ass shaking, she lifted away and dropped on her back at his right, her legs twitching with the aftermath of her furious fuck bout.
"Man, you really know how to screw," Steve muttered, reaching for her cunt.
"Ohhh, I need a rest, honey," she breathed. "Why don't you run over to the fire and bring back a couple of cold beers?"
"Yeah, sure," he said. His hand came away from her crotch. She rested in slutty completion. She needed a towel-her cunt had never been so flooded with come.
While he was gone she would go into the boat's cabin and swab her box. Right now she was so pooped she didn't give a damn about anything. As he crawled over her and stood up, she patted his butt and closed her eyes. What a wonderful young prick fuck out. . .
Connie poised her cunt above Bob's face and lowered her head toward his prick. He had bucked three shots into her eager cunt and she had experienced five delectable orgasms. There was nothing, she had decided, nothing like young stiff cock! She was turned up so high she didn't think she would ever cool down.
Now for variety she wanted her cunt lapped, and although Bob didn't seem too enthused about it, she was determined to try. I've never sucked a prick, I just have to do it! she thought, opening her lips. She brought her cunt lower.
Suddenly Bob's hands fell from her rump and he turned his head away from her eager unsucked twat.
"Lemme rest a minute," he gasped.
She was so startled by his words and actions, she didn't take his cockhead in her mouth. His prick was going soft!
She swung around and eased down beside him, caressing his half-limp cock. "I don't want to be too rough on you, honey," she murmured, hating this interruption. His prick turned softer.
"I'll be okay after a while," he said, his eyes closing.
She sighed, her cunt leaking more hot juice. She had gone with almost no prick for so many years, she was certain she could never catch up. She thought wistfully of the single momentous fuck Steve had given her.
Oh, I came so hard and big around his enormous cock! she recalled. He simply stuffed my cunt with meat! It was the best screw I ever had! But it shocked him.
Susi had promised to talk to him, but then the new plan had come up-the swapping party-and she was afraid she'd never have another chance to fuck her wonderful son!
She nudged Bob, fondling his limp pecker. He was snoring! Almost angrily she crawled from the bed and found her bikini. She would have a beer and maybe he would be in shape by the time she returned.
As she left the cabin, she wondered how Steve and Mona were doing. Maybe Mona would loosen his inhibitions about older women. A wild envy seized her when she thought of her son and Mona fucking. Mona will love that big hard cock! I want Steve to have fun. I shouldn't be jealous!
Walking down the trail toward the picnic area, she halted and gasped. Steve was at the beer cooler, alone. Where was Mona? They were probably just taking a break and needed a can of refreshment. She couldn't see Mona passing up a chance to be with Steve all evening.
Heart thudding, she walked into the glow of the fading campfire. No one else was in sight.
"Well, honey, what're you doing here?" Connie asked.
Steve looked surprised, then grinned. "Just getting a beer."
"Are you having fun with Mona?"
He nodded, looking confused and embarrassed.
"She's tired..."
"Well, I never expected that!" Connie giggled. "Let's have a beer together. Bob's pooped too."
He laughed suddenly. "No kidding?"
"I guess we're the horny ones!" she laughed, walking away into the shadows. Steve followed and they sat down on an old log. For a moment they sipped beer in silence. Her heart thudding, her cunt twitching, she watched the big lump in his trunks. He was excited.
"I thought sure Mona would give you enough, honey," she whispered, touching her thigh against his muscular leg. "Steve, why did you run out on Susi arid me?"
"Well-I. . . That's too much!"
"I got carried away myself," she murmured. "I know it's wrong, but ohhh, it was just wonderful!"
"Man, it sure was!" he said, his voice shaky.
She took a deep breath. Her nipples were aching for touches, her twat was blazing. I want him, I want him!
"Steve, honey, if you're still hard up-I'd do anything to help you!"
His right hand shook so hard he dropped his can of beer.
"We're up here for a good time," she breathed, pressing herself closer. "I mean, it's a party and all that stuff."
He groaned, he reached for her! She dropped her beer and twined her arms around his neck. He trembled wildly. Their mouths collided and she drove her tongue into his opening mouth. His right hand sank into her thinly covered breast. In spite of her earlier fucking with Bob, a floodgate seemed to open inside her. His sexiness was so overwhelming she couldn't believe she had so much passion left. She was on fire! Her cunt flamed for cock-big hard cock!
This is what I wanted all the time! she thought wildly. My own hot young handsome son! Bob gave me a lot of cock juice, and I loved every poke, but Steve turns me on big. I can say I was drunk, I can say I'm a dirty old bitch, but I can't stop!
She reached for his crotch, felt the huge length of his cock rising along his belly, stretching the knit trunks. His fingers sank into her swollen breast, and a moan rose in his throat.
She tore her mouth from his. "Up to the cabin, honey!"
"Damn!" he cried, his voice choked with passion and excitement.
She couldn't remember running up the trail, but suddenly they were in the cabin, a light was on in the big bedroom, and they were tearing their swim suits away.
She fell across the bed, thighs far apart, her cunt pushed high. The look of passion on his face, the hard glistening length of his prick, the foreskin already stretched to reveal most of his purple cockhead, drew a fierce cry from her lips.
"OHHH, Steve! Hurry and get that big thing in my cunt!"
He swept above her and she steered his meat quickly to her dripping, burning twat. She didn't care how many times he had fucked Mona-he was shaking with lust, his prick was enormous! The stinging contact of prick and swollen, turned-back cunt lips was the sweetest thing she had ever known. It was even better than the first time!
"NNNNN-OHHHHH, my GOD!" she moaned.
"GHHHH!" he answered, forcing his huge cockhead into the door of her uptilted cunt. It oozed snugly into her twitching vagina, cramming it with hot meat. The first hard glide into the very apex of her need answered an awful craving she had carried for years and years. The first fuck had been just a teaser. Now he was going to give her all of his virile passion!
"OHHHH, easy, honey!" she panted. "Make it last all night!"
"Damn, damn!" he groaned, letting his wonderful phallus soak in her fluttering, stretched cunny. She rubbed her thighs along his body and arched her big tits toward his mouth. Her nipples were as hard as flint; they stood up so pink and full and turgid she could hardly believe they were hers!
"Ohhh, kiss them nice and slow, honey!" she breathed. "They're all yours. My cunt is all yours, too!"
In the soft light his eyes seemed very big as his face twisted with yearning. It was easy to see he was as wildly thrilled as she was. There was something between them totally intimate and close she had never known with anyone, not even David. Steve's cock belonged in her cunt!
His lips surrounded a stinging nipple. He sucked and sucked. Furious thrills raced from her cunt to her tits and back again. Her vaginal muscles constricted, squeezing his meat. Bob wasn't even in the same league. Steve had exactly what she craved. He was already making her cunt do more than it ever had before! She knew she was going to come big and hard and deep!
In spite of his youth and vigor, he wasn't coming right away. Fucking Mona had slowed him, and this was exactly what she wanted. A nice prolonged bout of sliding and twitching and playing would make their climaxes extra delicious.
"Take several pokes and then rest, honey," she panted, watching her long nipple move in and out of his mouth.
He nodded, seeming utterly fascinated with her big boobs.
"If you get tired I'll do things for you, honey," she whispered.
"Mmmmmm!" he answered, pausing while her filled pussy fluttered with anticipation.
He won't ever have to jack off in my bra cups again, she thought dreamily. I want every drop of his young, hot semen. I don't know what I'm going to do about David or John or the rest of them, and I don't care how wrong and evil this might be, but it's what I have to HAVE.
"Isn't this wonderful, honey?" Connie panted.
"Man, it's the best!"
"I'll teach Susi how to give you a real nice time too!" she breathed.
He shuddered, his cock flexing delectably in her steaming cunt. He loved the idea! He sucked harder on her tender nipple. He pushed his face down between her fleshy mountains and nuzzled while he stroked slowly again, again.
"You and Susi and I will have some wonderful parties," Connie breathed, caressing his young strong body. "You can eat us and play with us and do anything!"
He trembled, his cockhead tensed. Maybe she had talked too much! But no, he wasn't coming. He was giving her those luscious deep jabs that fed her crying need.
John had given her a taste of real fucking, she appreciated all of his coaching. Mona had arranged it, and Connie felt she owed her friend something too. But the older men didn't have it! One or two shots and they were through! It was a hard brutal fact of nature.
In her feverish state of erotic thrall, Connie imagined all sorts of variations with Mona and Nina and Bob. There were strong rumors about John and Nancy Owen-he already had his young pussy! David had his hand and his whores-he had been using both for years, but she hoped he would find some pleasure with Nina since Mona had already discovered what a poor fuck David was.
The golden moments ticked by. The bed sighed its measured rhythms. The tension in her cunt was so delicious she could hardly believe it. They were building to a tremendous orgasm. The small tensings of his prick sent shock waves to every zone of her body; her lips were swollen, her cunt puffed to amazing proportions so that her clit felt an inch long. Her tits were more sensitive than they had ever been. She was burning with a new sparkly sex fever.
She felt like a hopped up racing car she had seen on TV, motor revving, big slick tires ready for the spinning tear into the pavement, the whole vibrant vehicle poised for savage action. The long red body of the car was a huge phallus; it was going to explode in her seething cunt with such tremendous force her whole ass would fly out into space!
Steve felt it too. His face was beginning to contort, his lunges were a bit harder, and his big nuts cushioned into her swollen cunt lips with more vigor. The big sweet knob was knocking at the door of her womb, her whole pelvis was tensing for the ultimate sensation.
"UGHHHH!" he groaned, his back arching, moisture seeping out on his big broad chest. "Honey, here it COMES!" she wailed. His answer was a throaty cry of utter delight; his big pole began to pound into her eager, twitching cunt. The tension grew so sharp she screamed her pleasure, rising to a new pinnacle of rapture. Every nerve in her body tensed for the explosion. She floated on a pink cloud for dreamy seconds and then everything she had dreamed of began to happen.
Deep, fierce spasms ripped her loins, she felt the swell of his knob, the delectable throb of his huge prick, the goaty pound of it deep in her flesh; then the heavenly gush of his come in her pulsing box made her vaginal channel clench and churn with ferocious totality. Her legs shook, her arms flailed the bed, her ass broke apart, rising and rising to meet the lusty drives of his booming cock. Her peaked tits jiggled and her nipples seemed to be coming too. A strange sweet twitching in her anus made her cunt writhing even richer. His prick seemed to be shooting out of her rump.
She shouted her triumph, heard his wild groan of pleasure, then the riot of pulsing and erotic vibrations radiated to every corner of her being. She was coming and coming and COMING! Her stretched, meat-filled pussy was reacting as though her clit were shooting hot steaming bullets! Her foaming tissues writhed and clenched around his throbbing shaft.
When he softened on her, gasping for air, his cock still rigid, she uttered the deep sigh of satisfaction she had needed to release since she had first learned what sex was all about. I made it, I made it big! she thought dreamily. I knew I would with him! I'm a horrible incestuous bitch, but I don't care! I wouldn't have missed this for anything in the world!
Susi fell backward on the blanket, gripping her burning pussy, feeling the sweet throb of her come.
Nina still was hunching on John's cock, but he was obviously past his peak. His arms were flat on the blanket, his legs lax and unmoving. Susi panted and strained, diving a finger in her cunt, trying to make her joy really sharp, but it faded too quickly. Her clit was a little sore and its pulsing almost hurt. She needed prick!
A sudden memory of Steve's cock blazed in her mind. But a finger wasn't a prick, and she finished with a goading ache in her loins. She rested a moment, feeling almost cheated, then jerked her hand from her cunt.
"Ohhh, Dad!" Nina giggled. "It went soft!"
"Hell!" he muttered. "You really sucked it out of me, baby."
"I bet we can make it hard again!" Nina tittered. She swung away and dropped down at his right.
Susi had to admit she was losing interest! John was very clever-he had given her a lot of jazzy pleasure-but a limp prick was just awful! I had a taste of Steve's prick and now that's all I can think about. I let Nina move in and she got the prick I was supposed to have. Ohhh, hell!
"Susi, why don't you suck it for him?" Nina giggled.
"Let me rest a while, girls," he answered. "No hurry, is there?"
"I guess not," Nina said, sitting up. "Why don't we all have a beer?"
"I'll go get them," Susi offered.
"Okay, honey," Nina laughed. "It's your turn next. I'll see if I can get his cock hard-just for you!"
Susi laughed and stood up. She found her bikini and in a moment she was walking toward the picnic area. She was terribly curious about Mona and Steve. Maybe she could slip up to the boat and eavesdrop. That might be a real fun thing.
She passed the bonfire, which was almost out, and slipped up to the cabin cruiser. No sounds. Very strange. No excitement here! She returned to the picnic spot and a faint cry of womanly delight came from the cabins. Sounded like her mother's scream. Wow! Bob was giving her a real bouncing.
Trembling with new interest, she ran up the trail and looked into the Bridges' section of the cabin. Nothing. Then she heard Connie's voice from the Moore cabin. She sneaked up onto the porch patio and, finding the living room vacant, entered. They were in one of the bedrooms. She slipped to the door and placed her ear against it.
"...ohh, Steve! Suck my pussy, please!"
Susi felt a sexy shock. Her mother and brother were in there balling. Where was Mona? Where was Bob? The women had apparently swapped boys! She didn't care now about her neighbors, but she was furiously interested in her own family. She remembered the sexy episode with Steve and Connie earlier in the week, which had ended on a sour note. She had tried to talk to Steve about it, but she hadn't gotten through to him. He thought in-family fucking was just terrible. Somehow Connie must have convinced him it was okay.
He got my maidenhead. He's the only guy who ever fucked me and I want that big prick again! Solid! My cunt is dripping again. I'm all turned on. I'm ready to swing way out. Nina can play with her Dad's limp prick all night for all I care. Steve is the one for me. He's just super.
"OHHH, Steve!" Connie wailed. "I never had my cunt eaten before!"
Shaking with lust, Susi turned the door knob and slipped into the bedroom. Connie, on her back, her thighs far apart, saw the movement; her eyes opened wide, then she smiled.
Steve, crouched between Connie's legs, raised his wet mouth from Connie's uptilted cunt. He looked at Susi and gasped, "W-what the hell're you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm glad she is, Steve!" Connie cried. "Don't you want her to join in?"
Steve licked his lips and grinned. "Hell, yes!"
"Ohhh, like wow!" Susi giggled. "This is where I wanted to be all the time!"
12
"Oh, this is where it's at!" Susi exclaimed, gazing around the interior of the motel suite. She winked at Steve and arched her boobies forward. His cock was already pushing at his pants.
"We deserve a nice quiet place," Connie smiled, kicking off her slippers.
It was Tuesday afternoon following the weekend at the lake; mother and daughter and son had driven in to Spokane on a shopping trip. Connie had picked a plush motel at the west side of the city.
Their family affair at the lakeside cabin had been interrupted before Susi could join in. David had stumbled into the Moore cabin looking for a place to continue his sleep. He still wasn't suspicious; and Connie wanted to keep it that way. But Mona was no longer interested in David, though he didn't seem in the least upset about it. Connie wondered if he had found some fucking on the side; maybe another Nancy Owen had crossed his path. Already Mona had suggested a swap party without the husbands; they would be going on another fishing trip soon. It would be fun, but meanwhile Connie had other screwing plans.
"Steve, honey, I. hope you have lots of juice saved up for us," Connie laughed. Her cunt was already itching.
He didn't blush. He had accepted the situation.
"I'll bet I can last as long as you two can," he grinned.
Susi giggled, unfastening her blouse. "Bob was over yesterday trying to get in my panties. I'm glad I didn't let him!"
"Your own handsome brother should come first, honey," Connie said. She lifted her frock over her head, eager to show herself for Steve. His sport shirt was off, and he was already lowering his pants. The head of his big hard cock showed above the band of his briefs.
"Ohhh, I can't wait to try that again, Steve!" Susi gurgled.
"Don't be so eager," Connie smiled. "We're going to take our time and really enjoy this."
Susi was down to bra and panties; they were black and thin and lacy. Connie had bought them for her. Connie's own undies were bright red. For the moment she decided to leave her hip length smoky nylons on. On the drive in from Conway both mother and daughter had given Steve plenty of sexy viewing. His face was flushed, his eyes hot. As he slid his shorts away and his huge cock angled sharply forward, Connie could see the clear fuck liquid oozing from his swollen glans.
"Oh, let me play with it first!" Susi trilled, prancing over in front of him.
"Wiggle around and give him a slow strip, honey," Connie laughed, tuning the radio to some quiet music.
Steve sat down in a deep chair, his eyes fastened on Susi's cunt and titties. His sister unfastened the bulging bra and slowly drew it from her breasts. Her rump wiggled excitingly.
Connie moved over beside her daughter, opening her own bra. Her nipples were peaking. Her clit was very stiff and tingly. Her cunt was puffing and leaking hot juices. "Are we sexy enough for you, honey?" Connie laughed, spreading her heavy thighs, curving her crotch toward him.
"Man!" Steve blurted.
"Get a pussy in each hand!" Susi giggled, imitating Connie's pose.
"Draw your panties down slowly," Connie breathed, lowering her red briefs. She waved her big sloping tits. Steve's prick was growing even larger; it was the sexiest thing Connie had ever seen.
"Ohhh, I hope it doesn't hurt my pussy!" Susi gasped.
Connie watched his right hand snake out to Susi's cunt. His left hand claimed Connie's crotch. Sweet thrills chased along her body as she felt a new gush of juice leave her stinging slit. His finger slid into Connie's twat. She shuddered and hunched.
"Ohhhh!" Susi trilled, undulating her cute white ass.
"Give her plenty of fingering so she can take your big prick!" Connie gasped. My awful dream is coming true, Connie thought. He won't have to jack off any more!
Mona Bridges sneaked quietly through the front door, hearing an excited giggle from a far corner of the living room. She had told Bob and Nina she was going shopping and would be gone over an hour-but she had returned to the house early on purpose.
"Don't squeeze my titties so hard, honey!" Nina giggled.
"Well, shit!" Bob answered. "Get your pants off so we can fuck."
Mona shuddered, her cunt beginning to tingle. She knew they had been screwing behind her back; she wanted to join in. She hadn't had a piece of ass since Steve had worn her out in the boat. She was more than ready for more cock, and she was planning a big party the next time John and David went out of town so she could get another shot at Steve's big prick-but she could see no reason why she couldn't have some of her son's stiff penis. She had waited long enough.
She locked the front door and removed her clothes. She eased her slippers from her feet and walked boldly into the shadowy corner of the living room, her cunt fluttering, her nipples already turning pointy.
Bob was naked, and Nina was sliding her panties down her thighs. The dark young cunt bush and Bob's long wet-headed cock inflamed her need. Nina saw Mona first; she gasped and started to lift her panty back over her cunt.
"Mom! What're you doing?"
"Jeeesus!" Bob cried, covering his prick with his hand.
"I know you've been having your fun," Mona laughed. "Can't we all have it together?"
Bob sank down on a sofa, his face very red. "Shit! This is really something!"
"I think I can show you two a few tricks!" Mona laughed, moving in front of her son.
"Ohhhh, this is cool!" Nina gasped. "Mom, I didn't know-"
"Well, you know now, honey," Mona said, sweeping her panties down her legs. She opened her long thighs and pushed her dripping cunt at Bob's face. She brought her hands downward and spread her cunt lips with her fingers, hunching slowly.
"OHHHHH, right on!" Nina giggled. "This is going to be strictly from funsville!"
Bob's eyes flamed with passion. Mona knew her wet red inner twat lips were exposed. His long cock bobbed, his hips raised, his knob swelled, his eyes turned glassy.
"Don't come yet!" Mona gasped.
"Uhhhh-shit!" he moaned, his legs stiffening.
"Ohh, hurry and fuck him!" Nina cried. "He comes awfully fast!"
Mona straddled him swiftly, digging her knees into the sofa, lowering her burning cunt toward his prickhead. She had lap-fucked John many times. Hands on the back of the sofa, she brought her cunt quickly along his slimy glans. Dive! Right up into her shivery pudding! Her cunt twitched expectantly. She rubbed her tits in his face and hunched on his cock.
"Jeeeeese!" Bob gasped, his hips lurching higher.
She felt the throb of cockmeat, the pulsing of his need, the sweet spurting of his young hot cockjuice-and her eager cunt responded with firm clenchings. OHHH, I come hard with my son! she thought, hunching wildly. I was ready the minute I saw it. M-MMMM! "OHHHHH, piss, shit, fuck!" she wailed. "It's a big one!"
Bob groaned with joy, shuddering every time her cunt churned. He seemed almost startled by the dramatic action of her heaving pelvis, the knowing hunches. His hard cock inspired her.
"Ohhh, Mom!" Nina gasped. "You really know how to fuck!"
"As old as I am I should!" Mona wheezed, softening and letting her vaginal muscles do the finish. "It just fits in my cunt!"
"In mine too!" Nina cried. "Now it's my turn!"
"Try harder, honey!" Connie said to Susi. "Spread your legs out a little more and worm your cunt around."
She and Susi and Steve were on the big king sized bed, and Susi was trying to top his prick. He had fingered her pussy and kissed her titties until she was panting and then she had climbed above him. Her soft plump ass shook with her effort.
Connie was dying to squeeze his big hunk of meat into her own cunt, but Susi needed practice, though she was much too eager.
"You had it once, you can take it again, honey," Connie breathed, swinging around so she could see the big knob almost surrounded by stretched young cuntflesh. The vision was terribly stimulating.
"John didn't fuck me at the lake," Susi panted. "I haven't had it since you took my cherry! Ohhhh, please, Steve! Make it go in!"
"Ughhh!" Steve muttered, clutching at Susi's need-hardened titties. "Come down harder!"
Her butt trembled, her soft thighs vibrated, her breath sucked in and she hunched.
Connie watched the big phallus begin to slip into the young juiced pussy. Her own twatty liquid was running down her thighs, her tits were big and rounded, the nipples standing out like red, ripe raspberries.
"I-I'm-making it!" Susi wailed. "OHHHH, WOW!"
"Swing around and around!" Connie breathed, caressing her daughter's rump, moving it with her hands.
"You better hurry," Steve groaned, his face twisting.
"Oh, try to hold it so she can come with you, honey!" Connie panted, almost ready to climax herself. She touched the sweet pucker of Susi's anus and wiggled a finger along the crevice.
"OHHH!" Susi cried. "That's-solid!"
Quickly Connie moistened her finger in her own twat and returned it to the quivering white rump. She pushed the slickened finger into the hole. Susi shuddered, her thighs jerked.
"That's doing it!" Susi panted. "Ohhh, Connie. Go faster!"
Feverish with lust, Connie jabbed her probe into the tender anus. In and out, in and out. More of his prick disappeared into the twatty hole. Steve's legs trembled, his hips lifted, his head tossed, his mouth opened.
"Come, come, come!" Connie shouted. "Go off together!"
She knew Susi was making it. The clench of anal muscles around her finger, the twitch of her daughter's hips and the moan of delight that escaped Susi's lips, told the story.
Steve groaned loudly, his nuts pulled up tight and the lower end of his cock beginning to pulse. His hot young cream was roaring upward into
Susi's cunt! In a frenzy, Connie jerked her finger out of the anus and leaped forward, pushing her steaming cunt into Susi's backside. The touch of her stinging clit against the jiggling soft butt tripped Connie's trigger. She screamed with joy as the sugar coated spasms tore her crotch and writhed through her cunt. Coming with her children, hearing their moans and whimpers of pleasure, gave her a totally new perspective. She cared for them more than any two people in the world, and helping them reach the ultimate delight gave a richness and depth to her own hot churnings. Only one thing would increase her sex thrall, make it even better. Hard, big, diving prick. And soon she would have that, too.
Locked safely in his office at the hardware store, David opened a new packet of imported photos. He stared at the first few glossies and his prick swelled with anticipation. Man, this was it. The young redhead with her mouth opened above the man's cock looked almost like a young whore he knew in Leadville, Idaho.
He sat in a comfortable chair and lowered his trousers and shorts.
John Bridges moved behind Nancy Owen's office chair and slipped his right hand down inside her blouse. He inhaled the fragrance of her long blonde hair, squeezing a full ripe tittie.
"Ohh, John!" she breathed. "You shouldn't!"
"We're all alone, baby," he whispered, feeling her nipple rise against the cling of her thin bra. His other girl had a day off, the CLOSED sign already was in the front window, the door locked.
"You know you need a good fuck, blondie," he said.
"Y-yes-but don't be so-nasty!"
He smiled. Hell, she loved it. He was slightly pissed off about the recent weekend at the lake. He hadn't fucked Susi after all-David had cooled the whole fucking deal. He wasn't enthused about screwing his own daughter, and she was much more interested in Bob! He knew he would take another crack at Connie if he had the chance, but Mona wasn't excited about swapping again. The older broads wanted young prick. And apparently the young cunts did too.
Fuck 'em, he thought. Nancy was turning into a better piece of ass since she had broken her engagement. She knew he couldn't knock her up. Tickle comes satisfied her, and today he was going to eat her cunt. She didn't expect continuous prick. When he needed variety he could drive over into Idaho and fuck a young whore.
Connie was exactly where she wanted to be, at last. She was above Steve, his big prick sliding juicily and snugly in her eager cunt. Susi had had her fun with his cock and now it was Mother's turn.
Connie paused and sat almost vertically on Steve's rigid pole. The shudders of her joy box were rich and deep and true. Susi, sprawled at Steve's left, watched with avid interest.
"Honey," Connie breathed, staring at her daughter's puffy cunt, "why don't you spread out over his face and let him eat your pussy?"
"Ohhh, I love to watch you fuck!" she giggled. "I had so much fun I'm kind of pooped."
"Well, if you need one now, just bring it over here," Steve chuckled.
"I'm getting to be like Mom," Susi smiled. "I love prick!"
"It seems to run in the family," Connie laughed. "Steve, honey, hold this one just as long as you can!"
"Okay!" he grinned. "I really like this position. I can feel your tits and everything."
Susi giggled suddenly. "I'm turning on! I guess I will have you eat me, Steve!"
Connie waited until Susi's rounded white ass began to lower toward Steve's waiting mouth. His tongue came out, touched her cunt lips, and wiggled up into the dewy young twat.
"OHHHH!" Susi cried, shuddering.
Connie began to slide up and down on the big, hard cock. She caressed Susi's plump thighs and rump. The dainty brown pucker of her daughter's anus was terribly provocative. She toyed with it, remembering how she had gone off against the Velvety rectum.
"OHHHH, that's heavy!" Susi blurted.
Connie shuddered, her meat-filled cunt twitching delightfully. She rotated and bounced and rested. This was real togetherness, this was her dream come true!
"Let's all come at the same time!" she panted, leaning forward until she could reach under Susi and cup her titties. She pushed her own breasts warmly against Susi's quivering rump.
"Yes, yes!" Susi cried. "I know I can make it big now!"
Connie heard the slurping sounds of her daughter's cunt being tongued and sucked. She pushed a stiffened nipple into Susi's anus!
"OHHHHH!" Susi whimpered.
"NNNNN-nummy!" Connie groaned.
The bed commenced to creak and sigh. The radio played.
Twenty minutes later two shrill feminine cries of rapture echoed around the room. Connie felt the spurt of her son's burning come in her churning cunt; Susi's anus tightened around her long tender nipple; and Steve's wild moan of pleasure filled her with deep gratitude.
Her pelvis exploded with such volcanic intensity she almost toppled off the throbbing, shooting prick. She lunged and bobbed and screamed again. She was roaring from one climax into another! It was the most glorious sensation she had ever known, and the beautiful part of it was they could have this mutual fun any time they wanted it.
They could have parties later with Bob and Nina and Mona, but Connie knew already they would be like frosting on the cake. This was the real thing, the big thing, the red meat of a full course dinner.
