The bright Colorado summer sun was high in the sky when Kathleen reached the high-mountain stream. She unsaddled her roan mare and tethered her with a long rope attached to a cottonwood tree. She stripped to the buff, dug a bar of soap out of her saddlebags, and waded into the stream.
She was kneeling, splashing water on the front of her body, when she heard the soft clop of hooves and the squeak of saddle leather. She looked up and smiled at the lean, weathered ramrod of the Sugar Bush.
"Hello, Jody. I expected you to show up sooner or later. Light and set a spell. I've got coffee and sandwiches in my saddlebags."
"Kathleen," Jody said, touching a finger to the brim of his hat. "Been checking every day for the last week."
"I got home yesterday. You know, you and Mother are the only ones who routinely call me Kathleen. Somehow, coming from you, it sounds like an honor."
"It is. You're looking good."
She straightened up, turned to face him, and grinned. "Bet you say to that to all the naked ladies you find bathing in a stream."
"Too many qualifiers," he replied. He dismounted and unsaddled his big buckskin gelding.
"Oh, just naked ladies, huh? I put on a few pounds over the winter."
"Well fed, happy fillies often do." He eyed her critically. "A mite heftier in the tit. Little rounder in the ass. Looks good on you. More like a real woman should look." He dumped his saddle under the cottonwood by hers, tethered his horse and turned back to face her. "Always had my doubts about gents who go for scrawny women with hard bodies, flat asses and no tits." Without pretense, he undressed and walked down to the stream.
Kathleen stood and twisted her long red hair into a tight string, wringing the water from it. Her heavy tits jutted out as she instinctively posed for him, displaying her body without shame. She saw his eyes sweep from her chest to her luxuriant auburn bush and smiled with pleasure.
"You look like Aphrodite standing there," he said.
"The daughter of Zeus, who sprang from the foam of the sea, the goddess of beauty and sensual love," she said with a soft chuckle. "Thank you, but aren't you stretching it a bit?"
"Nope. Never met a more beautiful, sensual woman."
"Your erudition always surprises me, Jody," she smiled. "Pleasantly, I might add."
"Don't expect a crusty old horse wrangler to read books, huh?"
"Crusty yes, but hardly old," she laughed. "What are you now, thirty-five?"
"Coming up this month. You have a good memory."
"A girl might forget a lot of the men she beds down with, Jody, but never the first."
She tossed him the bar of soap as she waded to the bank. She sat cross-legged on a saddle blanket and smoked a cigarette as she watched him bathe. His full beard and temples showed a trace of prematurely gray hair, giving him a distinguished appearance. His long, thick cock swayed as he moved. Dense, curly brown hair covered his groin. Light brown hair covered the rest of his body. She liked that. Men who resembled apes turned her off.
"How's the herd?" she asked.
"Good. A dozen new foals. Eight fillies, four colts. Four or five of the fillies look like keepers. Have to get another stallion soon. I talked to Sheila about it." He washed off the last of the soap and waded out of the stream. "High meadows are lush this year. Lots of snow last winter."
"You must have missed me," she said with a soft laugh.
Jody looked down at his groin. His prick hung at half-staff between his legs. "Yep. No woman in the county can hold a candle to you. Probably in the whole state."
"Praise me, praise yourself. You broke me in and taught me how to fuck."
"Notice you didn't say I taught you everything you know," he grinned. "Been improving your skills on the college boys?"
"Twenty-year-olds don't interest me, Jody. You spoiled me. I prefer older men. With big cocks." She laughed merrily. "I can find older men by just looking. I don't know how to tell if they have big cocks."
"Luck of the draw. Bat those beautiful emerald eyes at them, and they'll take their tally whacker out and let you inspect it."
"Don't I wish!" she laughed. "You do come up with some quaint expressions."
"Campfire talk."
She arranged one of the saddles and blankets, then motioned for Jody to sit on the blanket and lie back with his head on the saddle. He lay down and stretched out, his heart pounding with eager anticipation. He reached out to round up her abundant, dangling tit mounds as she knelt by his hip.
She leaned over and trailed her soft, damp lips from his shoulder down his chest. Her hands skimmed along his sides with feathery touches. His cock swelled to full erection, almost painfully hard, throbbing strongly as heavenly sensations flowed through him.
The tip of her tongue fluttered over one of his nipples, then her lips covered it and she began to suck. One delicate hand glided down his stomach and into his groin. His muscles tightened convulsively and a deep groan rumbled from his chest as she began to caress his hard cock with feathery fingertips.
"I'm glad you're home, Kathleen," he said softly. "No woman sucks and fucks as well as you do."
"I like to suck and fuck you, Jody," she whispered. "I'm a better cocksucker now."
"Show me."
Her supple lips and the tip of her tongue skimmed down his body, leaving a fiery path on his skin. She wrapped her dainty fist around his cock and began to stroke it slowly. He groaned again, deeper this time.
He watched her as she hovered over his cock and held the swollen, shiny crown tenderly between her palms. The muscles in his thighs trembled. His cock twitched. His breath began to come in shallow, hoarse pants.
She bent lower and touched the bloated knob with her soft lips. Her pink tongue slithered out and circled the crown, creating an almost unbearable feeling. He lifted his hips and thrust his cock at her mouth.
She pushed him back down. "Let me do it my way, baby. If you shove that big thing down my throat, you'll choke me."
She opened her mouth wide, lowered her head, and began swallowing his stiff rod. It slid into her throat steadily, going in further and further, taking him by surprise. She had never been able to swallow more than half of it. Her humid, loving mouth on his cock made his excitement soar. His breathing changed to ragged gasps. She held the base of his stem with both hands and lowered her head until the tip of his prick touched the back of her throat. She swallowed hard, and let it go a little deeper.
"My God!" he gasped. "No one's ever swallowed that much of my cock!"
Kathleen lifted her head and grinned. "I told you I'm a better cocksucker now."
"God, girl, you got that right!"
His body quivered and jerked as she swallowed his prick again. She began to suck, bob her head up and down, and hum. All at the same time. Saliva flowed down the shaft of his prick. She sucked noisily as her head began to bounce faster. Watching the foxy young redhead fuck herself in the mouth with his cock magnified the sensations flowing through his body. His hips began to move in rhythm with the bobbing of her head.
His hankering to cum began to gather, quickly ballooning into a seething pressure inside him. The tension surged and swelled higher, seeking release. Her head began moving faster. The watery sounds coming from her mouth became more boisterous. Every muscle in his body began to vibrate like a plucked fiddle string.
Kathleen began to stroke the shaft of his cock as she sucked on the bloated crown. The pressure of his imminent orgasm swelled higher and his hips lifted off the saddle blanket. Her head moved faster. A quiver raced through him and the climax he needed so badly burst forth.
Cum gushed into her throat. She swallowed rapidly and continued to bob her head up and down. His slick cream slid down her gullet. She continued to stroke his shaft and began to knead his balls, and more cum spurted out of his cock. He writhed in the throes of ecstasy, virtually helpless, as she fed on his pumping prick and drank his cum.
His cock stopped spewing and his ass hit the ground with a soft thud. She sucked up the last drops of his cum, then rolled his cock around in her mouth with her tongue. She let his depleted organ slide from her mouth and gave it an affectionate kiss. Then she raised up and planted a deep kiss full on his mouth.
"How was that?" she asked with a big grin.
"Super fantabulous, baby! You had it all the way down your throat. That's extraordinary!"
She picked his cock up between her thumb and forefinger. "Mmmmmm, it is pretty big when it's hard, isn't it? Maybe you just haven't run across a woman who knows how to suck cock."
"Not a matter of knowing how, baby, but a matter of desire and skill." He scooted down and lay flat. "Sit on my face, darling, and let this old cowboy chow down at the wye."
CHAPTER TWO
Kathleen knelt over his head, used both hands to spread the lips of her pussy wide, arid started to lower her ass and feed him her cunt.
Jody put his hands under her ass before it reached his chin and pushed her back up. "I want to look at your cunt. Hold the lips open so I can see all of it."
"You always want to look at my pussy," she murmured. Her fingers clutched the lips of her hairy twat, peeling them open, revealing the pink inner flesh and her erect clit to his hungry eyes. "It hasn't changed since the last time you saw it."
"I like to stop and smell the roses as much as the next fellow," he said. He stared into her soggy gash. His prick tingled as it started to inflate and thicken again. "Beautiful," he breathed. "So delicate. So tender and pink. So succulent."
"God, Jody, you sound almost poetic!" .
"Hasn't anyone else ever wanted to look at your pussy?"
Already lightheaded with sexual longing, his praise made her head swim. "No, not the way you do. Other men have said I'm beautiful, or that I have a good pussy. None of them ever asked me to spread for them, much less said my pussy is beautiful."
"They have no romance in their soul," he said hoarsely. "Rub yourself, baby. Play with your clit. Show me what you do when you pleasure yourself."
With a deep, moaning sigh, Kathleen snaked a finger into her groove and began to slide it rhythmically up and down the succulent gash. Her hips began to move in an answering rhythm.
"Does it feel good, baby?" he whispered.
"Ohhh, yesss! Now, Jody! Please, lick my cunt!" she begged, once more holding her pussy lips wide and lowering the wet slit to his mouth.
Jody's tongue shot out and slashed into the swollen folds. The tip slithered up and down her slit, then speared into the slick warmth of the hole she offered so eagerly.
Her body jerked as a sharp tremor shot through her. "Aaahhh!" she moaned loudly. She felt like she had been struck by lightning.
Jody made lewd gobbling sounds as he feasted on her swollen cunt with great gusto.
His tongue delved into her juice-drenched hole as she held the throbbing lips of her quim open for him. His hands wandered over her trembling flesh, over the sexy curvature of her lush hips, past the narrow gracefulness of her waist, and up to the luxurious mounds of her heaving tits.
His clever hands began to work deftly on her tits, fondling, kneading, tantalizing the big, solid mounds. Her head tossed wildly from side to side in a frenzy of emotion. His tongue centered on the rosy bud of her love button, began to flick and flutter relentlessly, driving her passion to new heights. She screamed her pleasure, going nearly insane with joy.
He began to pull and pinch her nipples, drawing the big vermilion buds into sharp, passionate peaks. After every other lick into her gash, he sucked the entire mass of her succulent red-furred box into his mouth and drank the abundant outpouring of her rich juice in gluttonous gulps.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Kathleen chanted. "Suck me, Jody, suck me! Suck my fucking cunt inside out! Swallow it! Eat it all up!" She shoved her sizzling slit into his face as hard as she could and began to twist her ass tumultuously.
Her lust began to race out of control, building inside her like a menacing Rocky
Mountain thunderstorm, seething and boiling at the very core of her being until she thought it would tear her apart. Her body burned with desire, quivering and tingling, alternately feeling hopelessly weak, then fantastically strong. She began to swivel her foxy, elegant ass around and around, directing the angle of his tongue as he lapped her furry furrow.
She smeared her snatch over his mouth with an almost demonic fury, utterly absorbed in her own pleasure. Her breath came so fast, so hard, she sounded like a leaky steam engine grinding up a long grade. Her plump, round ass cheeks skidded around on his chest.
Jody released her tits and peered across the flat expanse of her belly to watch the large mounds heave with every breath she took. He clung to her hips to hold her frantically gyrating cunt on his mouth.
"Oh, Jody, baby, how wonderful!" she wailed. "Oh! Oh! I can't stand it! Make it last forever, baby! If you lick me one more time, I'll go crazy! Don't stop, baby! Suck my cunt dry!"
Jody applied his tongue to her pulsating joy buzzer with increased vigor. His tongue began to vibrate faster and faster, goading her into an explosion.
Kathleen screamed and began to writhe and bounce frantically, nearly out of control. The searing power of her climax blew her cunt apart and wracked her senses with nearly intolerable rapture.
His relentless tongue continued its torrid pace, coaxing the last little measure of erotic ecstasy from the trembling body hovering over his face. Her agitated movements slowed and she sat down on his face, nearly smothering him in hot, wet cunt flesh. Small aftershocks of passion continued to quake through her body.
She slid down his body, leaned over to kiss him passionately, then avidly licked his mouth and chin and cheeks. She reached behind her, gripped his swollen cock and held the shaft upright as she positioned her pussy over his expansive cockhead.
She stuck the crown of his cock in her sopping hole and began to lower her ass. Methodically, with agonizing deliberateness, she began to sink down onto his iron-hard shaft, taking no more than one or two millimeters at a time. Her tight love sheath skinned his prick as she let her ass inch down.
"God damn, baby!" he breathed. "Did you put alum in your cunt? Jesus, you're tighter than I remember."
"You haven't fucked me in almost six months," she panted. "I exercise by riding cock."
The astonishing tightness of her love tunnel around his prick made him wonder if she had somehow become a virgin again. As her voracious gash slowly swallowed his cock, he stuck his fingers into her hairy snatch and fondled the tightly stretched lips. His thumb toyed with her clit, stimulating her cunt to open and ease his entry into her tight depths.
He looked up at her with unadulterated admiration in his eyes. "Fantastic cunt!" he whispered.
"I like for you to talk to me," she moaned. "Just don't forget to fuck me!"
"You're in the saddle, darling! You fuck me!"
She put her hands on his chest to steady herself. She lowered her head and stared between her legs, at the monster pole he called his cock slipping slowly into her herky-jerky hole, stretching her tight little channel to the limit.
"God, what a stunning sight," she whispered.
Her luxurious, shapely ass began to rise and fall in the age-old, earthy rhythm of carnal copulation. Her buttocks ground into his loins as she twisted her hips and rode his thrusting tool with her pithy love sheath.
"I haven't fucked a better cunt in months, darling," he said softly.
"God!" she whispered. "I have never fucked a better cock! I love to fuck your big cock, Jody!"
"You just love to fuck, darling," he chuckled.
"Oh, God, you got that right, baby!"
She stared at the stimulating sight of his huge cock fucking in and out of her cunt. Watching a cock plunder a sopping cunt was the most exhilarating sight on earth. She raised her ass until only the head of his cock was inside her gash, then drove down until her hot ass cheeks banged into his thighs. She snapped her hips back and forth before lifting herself again. Her belly rippled in and out as she twitched her torso faster and faster, galloping toward her climax.
She lifted her head and smiled at him, her lips parted, their redness shining with saliva. "I'm going to cum, baby," she moaned.
"Ride, cowgirl, ride," he whispered.
She rode him affectionately, with gusto, focusing on bestowing total stimulation to his rearing charger. The more pleasure she gave him, the more she received in return in their mutual exchange of lust.
Jody cherished the look on her face, knew she adored the way his cock felt in her cunt. Only a woman with a lascivious nature, one who thoroughly enjoyed sex, could fuck so well.
Kathleen held his throbbing cock to the hilt in her frantically pulsing channel and abruptly threw her ass down. Her face turned crimson with the fury of her lust. She began to buck and twist and vibrate all over. Her strong muscles began to clench and relax, milking his prick, coaxing his cum to come out and fill her.
"Fuck me, Jody, fuck me!" she bellowed.
She fell forward, mashed her big tits into his chest and glued her mouth to his. Her mouth sucked his tongue the way her cunt sucked his cock. Her body trembled and twitched, quivered and quaked, from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head.
Unable to resist the compelling commotion in her cunt, he grabbed her ass with both hands and began to thrust his hips. He slammed his cock into her so hard he lifted her off her knees, and erupted in a powerful gush. When she felt his eruption begin squirting deep into her inner recesses, she held his thick shaft captive in her tight channel and began to fuck with him. Her ass flew up and down in a white blur as she gave him the best fuck he'd had in months.
The fury of her orgasm began to ebb. She tore her mouth away from his and nuzzled her face into the crook of his shoulder. She relaxed on top of him and heaved a deep, deep sigh of unsurpassed gratification.
Jody held her in his arms, letting her get her breath back. "Fantastic, baby," he whispered in her ear. "The way you fuck, you could make a dildo cum."
"Don't know," she murmured. "Never fucked a dildo. I use vibrators, though." She put her hands on his chest, pushed herself up, kissed him, then sat upright. "Tell me, you magnificent stud, have you cracked Mother's shell yet?"
"Kathleen, you're the only person alive who can ask me such a question and not get popped in the nose."
"I know I'm prying, and asking you to violate your code of chivalry. She needs a man, Jody, and I can't think of anyone I would rather see fuck her."
"Oh, now you want to watch, do you?" he teased.
She punched him playfully in the chest. "Figure of speech, smart ass. Although the idea appeals to me, in a kinky way. Have you even tried? I don't think it would take much to get her to lie down and spread for you."
"Amour must be mutual and voluntary, Kathleen. I won't force myself on any woman. She might already have a paramour."
She shook her head. "I don't think so. She has a hungry look in her eyes. Will you try?"
"You're trying to screw with my mind. How do you know she would be interested in a younger man?"
"Five years isn't so much younger, Jody. You'll never know until you try. Unless she doesn't turn you on. I don't know why she wouldn't, but I'm not a man, so what do I know?" She looked at him, waiting for him to reply. When he didn't, she didn't press him. He would do things in his own time, in his own way. She smiled and said, "What a wonderful cock you have, Jody. It feels so damned good in me. Yours is the only one big enough to stay in me after it gets soft."
His hands wandered idly over her body. "It isn't soft," he said.
She squiggled her ass. "My God, you're right!"
"You keep doing that and you'll really screw up my mind," he said softly.
"Oh, darling, your mind isn't what I want to screw," she chuckled. "Not with that big hunk of cock inside me. Ready to go again?"
"Just squeeze those fantastic muscles of yours and tell me."
Kathleen clenched her cunt, then smiled dreamily. "Turn me over and fuck me, baby. Fuck the hell out of me. Pound my pussy so fucking hard my tits shake right off my chest!"
CHAPTER THREE
The shadows were lengthening in the late afternoon when Kathleen dismounted and led her mare into the barn. She removed the saddle and bridle, then rubbed the horse down before turning her into the corral. On her way outside, she heard voices coming from the other end of the barn.
She went to investigate and saw her brother Danny talking to Linda King, the twenty-year-old daughter of a neighboring rancher. As she was about to say hello, they kissed and Danny's hands began roaming over Linda's ass. She held her tongue and waited.
Danny and Linda had dated off and on for quite a while. From the way Danny was taking liberties with her body, they had obviously done more than simply date.
She decided to stick around and see what they were up to. She ducked behind a couple of hay bales, where she could hide and still watch the young lovers.
Linda gasped and felt a jolt of erotic sensation swirl through her when Danny put one hand between her legs. Even the heavy denim of her jeans didn't reduce the electric feel of his touch. He rubbed her crotch as his lips teased her ear and the side of her neck.
Linda grabbed his hand and pushed it away. Her tits rose and fell rapidly under her shirt. Her pert little nipples made two distinct hillocks in the material.
"I'll scream, Danny," she said teasingly.
"Only with passion," he snickered. "You want my cock, and you know it. Look at your pretty nipples, standing up all hard and ready. I see you still don't wear a bra."
"Why should I? My breasts are firm enough." She looked down at the swell of her bosom. "You've always been fascinated with them." She caressed the pear-shaped mounds, then looked at him with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "You like big ones so much, you should try for Kathleen. Hers are huge."
"Kathleen is my sister, Linda! Besides, who says I like big ones so much?" he said defensively. He put his hands on top of hers and squeezed her tits. "Yours are just fine."
"Because mine are available right now!" she snorted. "Don't try to bullshit me, Danny O'Malley! I saw the way you always looked at Rita Parker's big tits. And her my best girlfriend. That night we caught her fucking Timmy Carter in the back of his pickup and you saw her naked, I thought your eyes were going to pop right out of your head."
He knelt and started removing her boots and socks. She cooperated docilely, lifting each foot as he pulled on it.
"You should talk," he said. "You sure stared at his dick long enough."
"Of course, silly," Linda said innocently. "He'd been after me for the longest time. I wanted to see if it would be worthwhile to let him fuck me. Besides, his cock isn't as big as yours, and Rita's tits are a lot bigger than mine."
"Her tits are fat and soft." He stood and started working on her belt and pants. "And her pussy isn't as good as yours."
"Aha, so you did fuck her, huh? Did you eat her pussy?"
"That just slipped out, Linda. I shouldn't be talking about her."
Linda grabbed his wrists and held his hands away from her body. "Well, my chivalrous young man, you don't get my pussy until you tell me. She wasn't an innocent little virgin when you fucked her, after all. I know at least four other young men besides Timmy she fucked. I watched her fuck two of them. I taught you to eat pussy, don't forget. I just want to be sure you did her right so I won't be embarrassed the next time I see her."
"Are you going to ask her?"
"I might. She would tell me if I did."
"She wouldn't let me suck her pussy. I tried, and she pushed me away."
"Did you take her out on a regular date?"
Danny shook his head. "No. We ran into each other at Hoagie's and I took her home."
"Well, maybe she had already fucked and had a sloppy pussy. Maybe you should try her again." Linda released his hands so he could open her pants.
"Why do you say that? And what makes you think I fucked her only once?"
"Because, silly, she simply loves to get her pussy eaten. If you had done it to her more than once, she would have begged you to suck her off. Or made you do it, if you had said no."
"How do you know that? Did she tell you?"
"Oh, Danny, don't be dense!" Linda said with a merry laugh. "She's the first girl I ever ate! We were both still virgins when we had our first experience together. We learned all about licking pussy from each other. That's how I knew what to teach you."
"No shit? I thought you learned from some other guy."
"Some girls learn from guys. Those who learn from another woman get a much better education."
Danny stripped Linda's pants and panties off and tossed them on top of her boots. He removed her shirt and spread it over a hay bale to protect her tender bare ass, then lifted her up onto the bale.
Four female eyes watched Danny as he undressed quickly. Un-like Linda, Kathleen had not yet seen him naked. She liked the looks of her younger brother's strapping body. In stature and weight, he resembled Jody. When he pushed his pants down and his erect cock sprang free, Kathleen saw that he wasn't as well-endowed as Jody. Few men were.
Danny had no reason to be ashamed of his joy stick, however. He had a big, well-shaped cockhead, a large bulb that would feel very good inside a woman. While it was a couple of inches shorter than Jody's, and wasn't quite as thick, he had enough to please most any woman. Catherine the Great of Russia might find fault with his tool, but Kathleen didn't. In fact, she rather liked it.
What's wrong with you, girl? she chided herself. He's your brother! Well, if I don't look at his face, I can forget he's my brother. For a few minutes, anyway. Why shouldn't I look at his cock? There it is, hanging right out there in plain sight!
She averted her eyes, then quickly looked back. They obviously intended to fuck, and she wanted to watch. In spite of the fine fucking she'd gotten from Jody, she felt an ache in her pussy. She opened her jeans, pushed them and her panties down to her ankles, and spread her full thighs enough to get her hand between them. She put her hand on her mound. Her blood began to boil and her pussy tingled maddeningly. She sighed and let her fingers begin their automatic movements of self-satisfaction as she watched her brother and his girlfriend.
Danny's right hand went to Linda's crotch. She sat up very straight and opened her legs. She watched as his fingers puttered around in her pussy, stoking the fire that threatened to become a major conflagration. Her pussy had begun to flow even before he got her pants off. Juice inundated her snatch, but the added liquid wasn't enough to put out the fire.
Kathleen stuck one finger up her love tunnel and wiggled it around. The feel of the slick, satiny flesh inside delighted her. Her channel was supple and tight, with excellent muscle tone. Some women work out with weights to keep their body muscles in good tone. She preferred to work out with something in her cunt to keep those muscles in good tone! She got enough exercise for her body muscles by being a very active fucker.
"Have you ever seen Kathleen naked?" Linda asked.
"Yeah, a few times, coming out of the bathroom, or when I forgot to knock before going into her bedroom."
Probably on purpose! Perfectly normal for a healthy young man to sneak a peek at his sister's naked body, I guess.
"Are her tits as big and firm as they look?" Linda asked, excitement showing in her voice.
"Now who's interested in big tits?" Danny teased. "Yeah, they're pretty impressive. Big, fat nipples too."
"Bet you would like to suck them," Linda said. "Have you ever seen her pussy?"
Danny shook his head. "Just her bush. She sure has a lot of hair around her pussy, and it's a pretty red color."
"If you had the chance, would you fuck her?"
"Oh, come on, Linda, she's my sister!"
"What difference does that make? I would fuck my brother, if I had one. Do you think she goes both way?"
No, but I've thought about it more titan once!
"Don't know. Why?"
"Oh, I think it would be fun to make it with her. She's a real fox."
So are you, young lady! And I just might lick pussy with you if the right opportunity comes along. Maybe I'll introduce you to Jody and get it on with both of you at the same time. He would like that.
"She isn't a virgin, is she?"
"Don't think so. I think she has something going with Jody. I've seen the way she looks at him."
Has my brother been spying on me? I always wait until late at night to sneak down to the bunkhouse and fuck Jody. Maybe I wasn't as careful as I thought. Have to watch my step. If Mom finds out that Jody has been fucking me, she might fire him.
Danny kissed Linda passionately as his left hand began to roam over her tits, caressing the firm mounds. She held his prick between her palms, rolling it lightly back and forth. She broke the kiss, looked at him and smiled.
"Down, boy," she said softly as she put her hand on top of his head and pushed gently.
She felt his tongue glide hotly over her mound and swirl between the swollen petals of her pussy gash. The tender lips opened wide when his tongue parted the fleshy folds and began to skate up and down her slick gap. She tangled her fingers in his hair and moaned as she looked down at her blonde muff framing his face.
She liked to get off on a tongue first. A pleasant pussy-licking raised her state of erotic consciousness so she enjoyed it more when she got a stiff prick shoved up her cunt.
Danny's nimble tongue scrubbed her sultry snatch, probed the succulent flesh, and brought forth a more bountiful flow of elixir. Eating her pussy was rather like biting into a juicy, fully ripe peach-the sugary juice of the delectable fruit poured forth, drenched his mouth and dripped down his chin.
His tongue flitted around her love hole and snaked up her oily cleft to her passion button. Her hips began to wiggle shamelessly, bunching up her shirt under her squirming ass. The first time she coaxed his tongue into her pussy, he proved to be a bright student, promptly mastering the skill of satisfying a woman with his mouth and tongue.
"You eat pussy better than I remember," she said softly. "You've been practicing while I was away at college, haven't you?" The thought pleased her, turned her on even more. The better he got, the more pleasure she got.
"Hmmmmmm," he mumbled into her hairy crack.
"Keep it up," she muttered. She felt her burning need grow stronger deep in her cunt. "You're getting my pussy real good, baby. I'm almost there!"
Kathleen put her other hand between her legs and added its teasing touch to her cunt. If she was going to do herself, she was going to do it right. Her entire gap opened wide under her touch. She smeared her love oil over the tissues and began to rub her clit. She pushed two fingers of her other into her hole and her hips began to buck.
Linda and Danny didn't know that Kathleen had a ringside view of their erotic show. None of them knew two other people were also watching the earthy scene. A man stood in the shadows near the barn door, with all three of them in his line of sight. He watched silently, raptly, as Danny went about satisfying Linda and Kathleen went about satisfying herself. A young woman sat in the hay loft, equally interested in the erotic event.
"I'm cumming, lover!" Linda hissed, mashing Danny's mouth to her pussy. "Suck my pussy! Make me cum!"
Kathleen pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy in a handmade, personal fulfillment. Her other hand twirled in concentric circles over her clit. Linda cried out with orgasmic pleasure, and her own orgasm washed over her. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out, revealing her presence to the young lovers and spoiling the show.
Linda tightened her fingers in Danny's thick, curly brown hair and pulled him up. He rose between her legs, his stiff prick standing in readiness. The hot young blonde held his cheeks tenderly and licked her juice from his face. She spread her legs wider and reached down to guide his stout male meat to her overheated box.
Danny took a half-step forward and wedged the broad knob on the end of his prick into her gash. His cock slid easily into her well-lubricated hole. She hung onto the cheeks of his tight little ass as he began to thrust into her.
Kathleen watched in rapt fascination. Even though she had worn herself out on Jody's tongue and cock only a few hours earlier, the memory began to fade from her mind as she watched her younger brother fuck the horny little blonde. She finger-fucked her twat urgently, striving to quell the hunger pervading her mind and body. She ached for a cock in her own pussy. Masturbation worked better for her as a lewd exhibition to excite a man, not a means to an end when watching a private sex show.
The reverberations from Linda's climax still rumbled in her body when Danny stuck his cock in her. Before he gave her cunt a half-dozen powerful strokes, she soared back up to her erotic high and started cumming again, one orgasm after the other, in a mind-blowing chain, each one stronger than the previous one.
The blinding waves of intense pleasure threatened to overwhelm her, then she felt
Danny's prick swell and his cum began to shoot into her spasming hole in thunderous blasts. Her cunt sucked voraciously at his stem until it ran dry and began to soften.
Danny groaned and withdrew from her ravenous hole. He put his hands on her shoulders and stared at her lovingly, panting from the exertion of gratifying her carnal hunger.
"Wow!" Linda breathed, looking down at her crotch. "You really filled me. My shirt is soaked."
Danny looked down at his cum oozing out of her pussy onto her shirt. "That's because you turn me on so much. Don't worry about the shirt. You look better without it anyway."
Linda made a face and playfully punched his chest. "You men are all a-like."
No, they're not! Kathleen thought. Some are so much better than others. I have to give my brother one thing. He can really fuck!
Kathleen pulled her pants up and left the barn. The man in the shadows scooted behind a stack of hay until she left, then went back outside and made a pretense of inspecting the horses in the corral. The young woman in the hay loft crawled back from the edge, pulled her pants down, and tried the same remedy Kathleen used. Without a great deal of success.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Hi, Mom," Kathleen said as she breezed into the kitchen and kissed Sheila on the cheek.
"Been out riding, dear?" Sheila asked.
"I went up to see Jody. The high meadows and the stock are in good shape this year. He's going to bring down a few more horses tomorrow."
Sheila wondered if her daughter had a crush on the foreman. She certainly contrived to spend a lot time around him when she was home. "Good. The new guests arrived a while ago. Two couples, from Virginia. Seem like nice folks. They flew into Durango and rented a car. They'll be here a week. They're going to Mesa Verde and Four Corners, then up to Cheyenne before flying back home."
"Then I'd better help you get dinner ready. What do you want me to do?"
"Peel the potatoes. I baked pies this morning and I've got a roast in the oven. I'll put the biscuits in later. We didn't get a chance to talk before you saddled up and hightailed it up to see Jody. How are you doing in college? Did you pass?"
"Mom, college isn't like high school," Kathleen said with a chuckle. "But, yes, I passed all my courses with high marks. I always send you copies of my grades, like a good little girl."
"I know, dear, but I'm just a plain old country girl. I like to hear it from you."
"You're far from plain, Mom," Kathleen objected quickly. "If I look like you when I'm forty, I'll have to beat the guys off with a big stick."
"You probably already do," Sheila quipped. "Or maybe not. Depends on how much you like men. I'm not sure I even understand what animal husbandry is, let alone why such a beautiful young woman chose that as her future."
"Basically, the study of animal breeding, Mom. I study a lot more things, but that's the gist of it. I chose animal husbandry because I hope to run the Sugar Bush one day, and I need to know all I can about breeding the stock."
"You know the adage," Sheila said. "Be careful what you ask for. You might get it. And it might not be what you expect."
"I usually am careful, and I usually get what I ask for," Kathleen laughed.
"You'll inherit the place when I kick the bucket. I might turn it over to you before that and run away to the Caribbean.
"If you have to kick the bucket for me to get the place, I don't want to think about it. If you run away to the Caribbean, or any place else, take along a young stud to keep you happy. You need a man in your life."
Sheila didn't want to discuss her sex life, or lack thereof, with her daughter. She had gone without any loving, good or bad, so long she could barely remember what it felt like. If she even looked at a cock, she would probably go crazy with desire. A sensuous woman by nature, the lack of sex distressed her to no end. Talking about it would only make it worse.
"Did you see Danny when you came in? I told him to clean the stalls."
"Yeah, he was in the barn, shoveling like mad."
"I'll be glad when Jody gets back. He can keep that boy in line and worry about running the ranch. Since I started taking in guests, I don't have time to do both."
"You saved the ranch by taking in guests, Mom. You raise and sell horses, so you aren't exactly running a dude ranch. Taking in paying guests kept you out of bankruptcy. Not to mention paying for my college and putting away money for Danny and Paula to further their education."
"I know, but it's beginning to get pretty damned boring around here. Now that the ranch is solvent, I've been thinking about discontinuing the guest business. By the way, have you seen your sister?"
Kathleen happened to look out the window at that moment. "Here she comes now. She must have been in the barn." Doing what? Watching Danny fuck Linda ? Hell, he should have sold tickets. He could hire someone to shovel the barn so he could spend more time between Linda's legs! "Mom, what do you think of Linda King?"
"Pretty little snippet. A bit on the wild side, though. Before she went away to college, she hung around here more than she stayed home. I took the broom to her a couple of times, but she kept coming back. She just wouldn't leave Danny alone."
"I'll remind you of an adage, Mom. You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink. Or, it takes two to tango. Whatever. Anyway, Danny must have encouraged her to keep coming back. She seems pretty mature. She wouldn't hang around unless she was getting what she wanted."
"Well, I just hope he doesn't get any stupid ideas about marrying her."
"I think you can trust your son, Mom. He's a normal young male, but he seems pretty levelheaded. No healthy young man will chase away a woman who gives him what he most desires, but that doesn't mean he thinks the sun rises and sets in her ass. No matter how pretty her ass is."
"Well, I don't want him to think she's the only mare in the corral," Sheila said adamantly.
"Somehow, Mom, I doubt you have to worry too much about that! Danny is a real hunk, with good manners and above average intelligence. He can get a lot of women with that combination."
Before dinner, Kathleen took a couple of minutes to check the data sheets the guests filled out when they made reservations. Sheila asked for enough information to tailor a program to suit them, including occupation, age, and such.
Sheila introduced everyone before they sat down to dinner. Danny ate like a typical eighteen-year-old male, speaking only when spoken to. His twin sister behaved and ate demurely, trying very hard to act older and more sophisticated than she was.
During dinner, Kathleen covertly scrutinized the guests. Jerry Hood listed his age as twenty-two. He looked nondescript and acted petulant. Smaller than Danny's robust six feet, he didn't appear to be in good physical condition. He listed his trade as an automobile salesman. Used cars? Probably. He had the look. He struck her as a churlish boor. She wondered how he ever got hooked up with a stunning woman like Donna.
Donna Hood was stunning. Silver-blonde hair that might come from a bottle, but no dark roots showed. A deep tan that made her hair look even lighter. Excellent skin tone. She listed her age as twenty-nine. Kathleen thought she probably fudged by a couple of years. On the low side. She had drawn a line through occupation. Bust a little smaller than her own. She still had enough to stretch the front of her denim shirt, which she left open halfway to her navel. Tan skin all the way down, so she sunbathed topless. Or nude. Either way, she would draw a crowd in the middle of the ocean at midnight. About five-feet, three-inches tall and about a hundred-ten pounds. She liked looking at the woman, even though she had no sexual interest in women.
Her eyes drifted to Abby Corso, an equally stunning woman in her own way. Naturally dark skin that went well with her jet black hair and expressive doe eyes. A tad taller than Donna. Maybe a couple of inches. A little heavier, too. About five pounds, at the most. Probably all in those firm boobs sticking out over the top of the table. Her aureoles showed clearly under her sheer silk blouse. She had an aura about her that took Kathleen a moment to define. Provocative! She fairly exuded sex. Kathleen felt strangely drawn to her.
She looked at Tony Corso. Trim, well-conditioned body, about Danny's height. About ten pounds lighter. He listed his age as 28, four years older than his wife, and his occupation as research engineer. Whatever that meant. Good-looking, more rugged than handsome. Black hair and deep brown eyes. He and Abby looked as if they belonged together.
Tony looked at Sheila and said, "How do you want your guests to address everyone, lovely lady?"
"Flatterer," Sheila muttered under her breath. "Why don't you call me Sheila and the kids by their given names? We're pretty informal around here."
"Okay. And everyone please use our first name," Tony said. "I wandered around earlier. Looks like you run a regular ranch. If I can be inquisitive without being offensive, why do you take in guests?"
Kathleen thought she detected a complaint coming and jumped in with both feet. "We have a regular dude ranch program laid out for you, Mister Corso. Mother keeps the two businesses separate for the most part. We use the horses we raise for sale for the trail rides, of course. Otherwise.. . "
Tony held up his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Hey, no offense! To tell you the truth, we don't really want you to treat us like dudes. Or even paying guests, for that matter. We just want to get out of the rat race for a few days and relax. We came here so we could have a comfy atmosphere and home-cooked meals. Motels and restaurants are so dreary and impersonal. I asked only because I'm a curious guy." He flashed her a bright smile. "And, if you don't call me Tony, I'll pick up my marbles and go home."
"I'm sorry," Kathleen mumbled. "I shouldn't be so defensive. One couple who came through last fall bitched the entire time they were here. They seemed to expect us to wait on them hand and foot, and wanted everything done the way they did it at home."
"Apology accepted," Tony said. He patted his stomach. "I already like the place. If every meal is like this one, I'll have to fast for a month to take off the extra weight. Serenity such as this can be bought, but it's damned expensive."
"I don't mind answering your question, Tony," Sheila said. "I started taking in guests almost by accident. About ten years ago, my husband and I bought the place to raise horses. A year later, he suffered a massive heart attack and died instantly. We started on a shoestring and guts, so he let his life insurance lapse. Kenneth didn't tell me, however, so I was suddenly faced with a load of debt, three children to raise and educate, and a ranch to put on a paying basis.
"If you raise cows, you have steers to sell in a year, two at most. There's not much of a market for yearling horses. I wanted desperately to keep the ranch, because it meant so much to me and the children. I couldn't make the place pay without at least one hired hand, and I didn't have the money to hire him. I got behind on the mortgage and faced foreclosure. I couldn't even afford hay to winter the herd. Fortunately, our bank is still locally owned and the president takes a personal interest in people. We worked out a plan to take in guests. Sort of a quasi-dude ranch. Those who wish can help with the chores and play cowboy. Except we don't have cows. I like to eat beef, not raise it."
"You have to get along with Jody if you want to play cowboy," Kathleen snickered.
"Jody is my right hand man," Sheila said. "I call him my foreman, but he actually runs the ranch. He's been with me for four years now. A mite crusty, a little rough around the edges, but he knows horses."
"He's surprisingly well-read, Mom," Kathleen said. "You should get to know him a little better. He can help you pass the time on long winter nights."
Sheila caught Kathleen's hidden meaning and gave her daughter a dark look. "I know Jody pretty well, dear."
"Well, it all sounds very interesting," Tony said. "I think we're going to enjoy our stay. We might even take a few rides, if the opportunity presents itself."
"Oh, I'm sure it will," Sheila said. "We have good mounts, as docile or spirted as you wish, and we even give you a choice of saddles."
Sheila had no idea her words might have a double meaning to guests who had their own unique way of looking at life. Donna looked at Abby, winked and smiled.
"I don't like horses," Jerry grumbled. "If I can't drive from one place to the other, I won't go."
"We only offer diversions," Sheila said. "We don't force you to play."
Donna chortled. Abby grinned. Tony lifted one eyebrow.
"I think we came to the right place," Donna said.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sheila slipped out of bed and stretched her voluptuous, naked body languidly, then looked down at her jutting tits and chuckled.
"Can't miss seeing you big things, can I? You get in the way of everything I do." She ran her hand over her mound and sighed. "Sure wish I had someone to give me a good orgasm to start the day. Maybe I should take Kathleen's advice and get to know Jody better. She seems to know something I don't. Oh, well, no use wishing for something I don't have. Time to gather the eggs and get breakfast started."
She slipped on a short cotton robe that barely covered her ample ass and belted it loosely. She found the ratty leather slippers she wore outside and headed for the barn.
The splendid, clear, dawn promised a wonderful day. She took the egg basket from the hook by the back door and paused to admire the spectacular sunrise. The winter sun seemed to amble slowly over the horizon and take an hour or more to bring feeble light and barely any warmth. On summer mornings, by contrast, the sun vaulted into the sky, going from below the horizon to well up in the sky in minutes.
"God's country," she murmured. "I wouldn't live anywhere else if they paid me. If I had a man to keep my pussy happy, I would think I was in paradise."
As she went into the barn, the horses moved to the front of their stalls and craned their necks toward her. She patted the nearest animal on the neck and said, "Danny's late again, isn't he? Don't know what I'm going to do with that boy. He seems to have nothing but girls on his mind. Can't say I blame him. I used to think love makes the world go round. Now, I think sex does, and my world hasn't moved an inch in years!"
She felt foolish talking to animals as if they were human in front of other people. Thinking she was alone, she felt safe.
"Let's see what you nice hens have for me this morning," she said. She put the basket on the ground, leaned over and ran her hand into the first nest. Her tits fell out of her robe. She glanced down and cursed under her breath. "Well, fall out and see if I care," she muttered. "Damned things are too damn fat anyway."
The size of her tits had always been a bit of an embarrassment to her. She had to cram them into a 38D bra and she thought her nipples were too big. Kenneth always delighted in playing with her tits and sucking what he called her faucets. The cool air made her nipples pucker and stand up. Thinking of Kenneth and their wonderful, uninhibited sex life made her pussy wet and her knees weak. She hadn't taken a ride on a cock in such a long time. Such a long, long time!
She snatched her thoughts back to the present and continued to gather the eggs. Without bothering to put her tits back in her loose robe, she moved from nest to nest, bent over from the waist, cooing and clucking to the hens as she stole their eggs.
Danny climbed into the loft at the far end of the barn and started pitching hay to the horses.
Tony Corso entered the same door a minute later and peered into the barn wondering if someone would put on a sex show for him today. His eyes adjusted and he saw Sheila. Her big tits hanging out of her robe and the voluptuous contour of her magnificent bare ass brought a smile to his face.
He sneaked down the length of the barn, stopped a few feet behind her, and gawked at her hairy gash staring back at him from between her shapely thighs. He snatched his zipper down, fished his cock out of his pants, and began to stroke it slowly.
He genuinely loved to fuck, and had the equipment for it. Even semi-soft, his tool exceeded the average cock in length and girth. Fully erect, it looked like a small club.
He continued to stroke his shaft in his right hand as he walked silently up behind Sheila. His cock rose swiftly and began to throb in his hand. He could tell she was unaware of his presence. He put his left hand on her back, slithered the head of his cock through her slit, then stuck the bloated knob in her hole. To his surprise, her channel was already oily. He slipped right into her love box and went to the hilt with one quick flip of the hips. He wondered if she had been expecting him and prepared herself in advance.
The precipitous, unexpected assault on her pussy startled Sheila. Tony's cock entered her and hit bottom before she could take a deep breath.
"What the.. .oh, my God, what.. . . ? " she sputtered. Impaled on cock, she couldn't turn around. A firm hand on her back kept her from straightening up. She twisted her head around and stared at the man, her eyes as big as saucers. Consciously, she wanted to oppose the action. Subconsciously, she welcomed his cock with open arms. Or, in this case, pussy. "Tony?
Are you. . . ? " He hunched into her and her mind reeled. Her passion surged suddenly, overwhelming her. Her body took control and she thrust her ass back at him. "Go ahead, damn you, fuck me!" she growled.
He grasped her lush hips with both hands and began to fuck her smoothly, using the full length of his long prong, teasing her G spot and banging into the mouth of her womb. She began to fuck back at him, matching his rhythm, greedily taking everything he could give her.
"God, lady, you have a magnificent cunt! That's right, baby, fuck with me. Your cunt feels tremendous."
"You sneaky son of a bitch," she moaned. "Your cock feels fantastic."
Her body took full control of her. She could feel his huge tool deep in her belly, thrusting up far. Fucking is sort of like riding a horseonce you learn, you never forget how. Instinctively, you settle into the saddle and pick up the animal's rhythm, no matter how long it has been since your last ride. Her cunt muscles began to flex spontaneously, contracting, squeezing, pulling on his shaft. The touch of his hands burned her flesh.
She reached forward and grabbed the low wall of a stall to steady herself. Passion took over. She couldn't help herself. An occasional finger fell far short of the sublime sensation of a powerful prick plundering her pussy. She wanted as much cock as he could give, and she wanted it now!
Tony gradually increased the tempo of his prick plunging into her. The slurping sounds of his piston moving back and forth in her sopping cunt were like fine music to his ears. He held onto her hips and leaned back at the waist so he could watch his shaft as it went in and out of her heavenly hole.
"Oh, yes, baby, do it!" she moaned. "I love your cock, you bastard! Shove it to me! Give me all of the big thing! I need it so badly! Oh, God, Tony, it's been so long. And your beautiful cock is so very long! Fuck me, you bastard, fuck me good!"
Sheila's voice rose with each word, until she was almost yelling. Tony huffed and puffed as he slammed his cock into her. The horses stamped and snorted nervously.
Danny went to the edge of the hay loft and peered down into the barn. The lascivious sight of Tony fucking his mother hit him like a kick in the head. Watching his mother's tits swing and bounce with the force of Tony's fucking, and the sight of Tony's huge cock pounding into her cunt, made his own prick harden. The pungent scent of hot pussy drifted up to him.
He tried rubbing his throbbing cock through his jeans as he watched. Then, impatiently, he unbuttoned his pants and yanked out his wet-tipped tool. His spit on his palm, grasped his prick in his fist, and began to stroke it rapidly without taking his eyes off the lewd scene below. His mother's erotic cries assaulted his ears.
"Fuck me good, Tony! I've got to cum. I'm almost there! I'm ready! God, I'm ready! Give it to me good, Tony! I want to cum! God, how I want to cum. You got what you want, you sneaky bastard. Now fuck me!"
Tony observed one basic rule in his love life: always give the lady what she asks for. He complied with Sheila's urgent appeal to the best of his ability. Which was considerable. He began to slam his cock into her as hard as he could. His belly slapped into her upturned buttocks. His balls swung forward and bounced off her hair-lined cunt lips with each thrust. He fucked faster and faster, harder and harder with each thrust, rocking her body with each powerful plunge.
Sheila clung to the wall so hard her knuckles turned white. She and the wall shook and rattled so hard Danny wondered if she would tear the wall down. Suddenly, she began to scream so loud the frightened horses tried to break out of their stalls.
"Oooooo! Ohhhhh! Aaahhh! I'm cumming, Tony, I'm cumming!" Her body began to shake harder. "God, I'm cumming! Don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me, you bastard, fuck me!"
Tony could feel the inner walls of her cunt grabbing his cock, stroking it, pulling it in deeper, milking his cum right out of him. His knees were getting wobbly and his breath was coming in short gasps. With one final lunge, he buried his throbbing prick into her as deep as it would go and released his own boiling love juice.
The horses stamped and snorted. Tony grunted and panted. Danny whimpered and groaned and continued to whip his cock frantically. Sheila's frenetic cries drowned them all out.
"Fill me, you bastard! Fill me to the brim! I want your cum, damn you! All of it! Fill me with it. Fuck me, fuck me!"
The fury of Tony's orgasm froze him into immobility. He hung onto Sheila's hips and let his erupting prick pump into her spastic cunt. Sheila tore the top board off the wall and fell forward. His pumping tool pulled out with a plop. The last few drops of his cum shot into the crack of Sheila's ass. Danny's cum spurted over the edge of the hay loft and landed in front of his mother's head. Tony sank to his knees. Danny stumbled back into the hay and sat down.
Tony left the barn as quietly as he had come, leaving Sheila lying in the hay in a sexual stupor. She roused herself and crawled around on her hands and knees, gathering the rest of the eggs. When she left the barn, the animals were quiet and hay was flying over the edge of the loft into their stalls. She knew only that she had just been thoroughly fucked for the first time in years.
She went back to the house in a daze, flushed from the fucking, her mind burning with the knowledge that she had let a total stranger take such liberties with her.
God, her pussy felt terrific!
CHAPTER SIX
Sheila hurried into her bathroom and washed away the dregs of Tony's wonderful fucking. She grabbed panties, but didn't take time to rummage in her dresser for a bra. She whisked into the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast by habit, her mind lost in a swirling fog of sexual satisfaction and confusion.
Tony and Abby sauntered into the kitchen, holding hands like two young lovers. Sheila blushed deeply and looked away. How in the world was she going to deal with him for the rest of the week? And what about his wife? If Abby found out, would she go berserk?
Abby gave Sheila a brilliant smile, her big brown eyes sparkling as they ran up and down Sheila's body. The amorous look embarrassed Sheila even more. She wondered if Abby had any idea what Tony did to her in the barn. She didn't have to wonder long.
"Isn't she a lovely lady?" Tony said. "And such a wonderful piece of ass. I thought she was going to suck me right up inside her when she started cumming. You're the only other woman I know who has such excellent muscle control. And look how her big beautiful tits stand up." He gave Sheila a pat on the ass and a kiss on the cheek.
Their behavior, and Tony's words, stunned Sheila. She couldn't believe the way Tony nonchalantly talked about their tryst in the barn, or Abby's blas' attitude. Words flew around wildly in her mind, but she couldn't put together a coherent thought. Abby gave her a light kiss on the lips, further discombobulating her.
"Oh, I never doubt you, darling," Abby said. "You always pick such lovely partners." She lifted the hem of Sheila's thin cotton dress and put her hand directly on the startled woman's mound. "Oh, my, I can feel your heat," she said softly as she began to rub her hand over Sheila's plump mound. "And you're getting hotter by the minute. You really have to be something special to rate such praise from my husband. He's very discriminating. But then, he can be, can't he? Women get one look at his magnificent cock and they literally beg for it. You are a very exciting woman. I can hardly wait to sample you. Please don't make me wait too long." She wormed her finger under the leg band of Sheila's panties and into her slit.
Bewilderment registered on Sheila's face. Abby's exploring finger landed on her clit and her legs almost buckled. She stood absolutely still, letting a stranger, a woman this time, take sexual liberties with her for the second time that morning. She stared at Abby, helpless, unable to stop the invading finger.
Tony stood behind Sheila, reached around and opened the top of her dress, and bared her swollen tits. Abby hooked her fingers in Sheila's panties and stripped them down. Sheila docilely let Abby pull the panties over her feet. Abby left the panties lying at Sheila's feet, stood, and put her right hand back on Sheila's mound as she fastened her lips on a turgid nipple. Too stunned and confused to resist, Sheila submissively opened her legs, giving the young woman full access to her cunt.
Abby sucked tenderly on the fat nipple as her finger went back into Sheila's slit and began to agitate her clit. Tony played with Sheila's other titty and fondled her shapely ass as his wife sucked her tit and frigged her clit.
Sheila's eyes opened wide. Her pupils dilated. Her body began to vibrate. Abby quickly clamped her mouth over Sheila's to stifle her screams of passion. Sheila slumped into Tony's arms, her feet off the floor, her legs waving in the air. He supported her with his arms around her chest and his hands under her fleshy tit mounds.
Abby continued her merciless finger action on the thrashing woman's clit. Her tongue became as busy as her finger, darting into Sheila's mouth and swirling around. Her left hand began to play an erotic tune on Sheila's tumescent tits. Her fingers cavorted over the woman's large, bloated nipples, pulling and pinching and rolling them between her thumb and forefinger.
Sheila's orgasm began to subside. Abby backed away and Tony stood Sheila on her feet and held her until she could support herself. Abby scooped up Sheila's panties and threw them in the cabinet under the sink. She and Tony gave the dazed woman a kiss and sat down at the dining table just as the others came in for breakfast.
Sheila recovered enough to load the table with eggs, ham, biscuits, fried potatoes and coffee. If nothing else, her guests would be well fed. Everyone but Sheila carried on a lively conversation as they devoured the sumptuous meal. Sheila remained silent, wondering if anyone suspected what Abby had done to her. Damn, that was one for the books! Abby saw Sheila looking at her. She smiled coyly and winked.
Sheila blushed and looked away. Her gaze fell on Tony. She turned beet-red when she thought about his huge cock and how it felt when he impaled her earlier that morning. As if letting a stranger fuck her wasn't bad enough, he was so young!
The deep red color faded slowly from her face as she lifted her cup to take a sip of coffee. She glanced at her son over the rim of the cup and saw his eyes darting between her and Tony. She suddenly remembered that Danny put fresh hay in the horse stalls early every morning. He must have been in the barn when Tony fucked her. He must have seen and heard everything! The deep red color instantly returned to her face. Danny gave her a knowing grin, bent his head and finished his breakfast.
Damn! I let Tony have his way with me, I enjoyed it so damn much, and my son saw the whole damn thing! What the hell do I do now? Does anyone know what Abby and Tony did to me just before they came in? Did one of them happen to stand outside the door, looking and listening? Not only do I have to contend with Tony and Abby, now I have to deal with my son. And God knows who else! I should have stayed in bed!
CHAPTER SEVEN
After breakfast, Kathleen said, "Paula, help me with the dishes."
"Donna and I will help, too," Abby said.
"Who wants to go for a ride this morning?" Sheila asked.
"I think I'll catch some rays," Abby said. "I love this bright sun and clear air. My lungs feel as if they will burst when I take a deep breath."
"Jerry and I would like to ride," Donna said. "If Kathy will come with us."
"Aw, shit!" Jerry muttered half under his breath.
"No problem," Sheila said. "Danny, take Abby and Tony down to the swimming hole. Paula, come help me clean the bedrooms when you finish with the dishes."
"We made our beds," Donna said. "We meant it when we said we want you to treat us like family."
"Thank you," Sheila said with a smile. "We still have to dust and run the sweeper."
Sheila went to her bedroom and lay down to wait for Paula. She needed some private time to think. Her mind seethed and her pussy ached with passion as images of the salacious events of the morning flooded her mind. She thought about jacking off, decided she'd better not. What would she say if Paula caught her in the act?
Kathleen took the Hoods to the barn and led three horses out to the hitchrack. She saddled one horse, and turned to see Donna saddling another one. She watched as the blonde did everything right, including punching the horse gently in the side when he swelled up so she couldn't cinch the girth.
"Very good," Kathleen said with admiration. "Have you done this before?"
"No, I'm just a fast learner," Donna replied. "I watched you and did the same thing. I like to learn new things."
"Tell me about it," Jerry grumbled in a surly tone of voice. "You can't leave anything alone, including other people." He yanked the horse's ear and growled, "Dammit, horse, stand still and open your mouth! How the hell can I get this thing in your mouth if you keep jerking your head up? Stay, dammit!"
"He isn't a dog," Kathleen said. "Be gentle. If you scare him, you'll never get him saddled."
Jerry tried to yank the horse's head down, spooking him again. The frightened beast shied and stepped on his foot. "Shit, Donna, I told you I didn't want to come to this screwy place. Now I can't even walk. Why the hell don't we go some place where we can have some fun?"
Donna started to give her husband a helping hand. He waved her away, then slapped the horse up side the head. "Just leave me alone! I'll do it myself."
"Back off, Jerry!" Kathleen snapped. Seeing anyone mistreat an animal, especially one that belonged to her, upset her. She took the bridle from him and stepped between him and the horse. "I'll do it. You scared him, and he won't let you near him now. You take the one I saddled and I'll take this one."
"I didn't want to come here, anyway. Donna knows I can't stand horses. She's just trying to get even with me because I don't like her parties."
"Relax, Jerry," Kathleen said, trying to forestall a marital spat. "Enjoy the fresh air and splendid scenery. You can have fun in the country if you try."
"Forget him, Kathy. He's always like this. I don't know why I put up with him. I came here to have fun, and I'm not going to let him spoil it for me." Donna swung into the saddle and pulled her horse around, ready to ride out.
Kathleen and Donna rode side by side along the trail away from the barn. Jerry brought up the rear, muttering about the uncomfortable saddle, the stupidity of riding a stupid beast, and everything else he could dredge out of his narrow mind to quibble about.
They rode into a broad, grassy park, and Donna said, "Come on, let's ride faster. I want to gallop away into the sunset, feel the wind in my face, make like an old west character."
"Wrong time of day," Kathleen chuckled. "Better take it easy. Mom will nail my hide to the barn door if you fall off and hurt yourself."
"I'll hang onto the saddle horn," Donna laughed. "I like to hold onto big, stiff things. Besides, I got some experience. I rode a horse in the amusement park last year."
"Yeah, a wooden one on a merry-go-round that went up and down and around and around," Jerry said snidely.
"So? I like to ride something that goes up and down and around and around. Let's ride, Kathy."
Kathleen turned in the saddle and looked at Jerry. "What about him? He might have trouble keeping up."
Donna sighed wearily. "Leave him, honey. He's too obstinate to enjoy himself. If he falls off, he won't break anything important. It isn't big enough to break."
Kathleen shrugged and spurred her horse to a gallop. Donna stayed right beside her, leaning over the horse's neck, grinning widely, thoroughly enjoying the wind in her face.
They hit an upslope and Kathleen reined her horse to a walk. "Better let them walk now," she said. "They don't get much exercise during the winter."
They rode along at a walk, listening to the birds and the gentle wind in the trees. They came to a small glade and Kathleen stopped.
"Let's give the horses a rest and let Jerry catch up," she said. She dismounted and dropped the reins on the ground. "They'll stay close by. Let's sit a spell."
"God, how beautiful," Donna breathed. "You should charge twice as much as you do for people to come here." She dismounted and stretched like a big contented pussy cat. She casually opened her shirt and arched her back to catch the sun on her chest. "I love this place."
"You have a beautiful tan," Kathleen said. She sat down under a big tree and leaned back against the trunk.
Donna flashed her a bright smile. "Are we going to stay here very long?"
"As long as you like. We aren't on a schedule."
Donna took off her boots and pants and made a big deal of folding her pants, giving
Kathleen an opportunity to look at her nude body. "I sunbathe nude. I hate clothes." She tossed her pants on the ground and sat down on them, with her firm, proud tits pointing straight at Kathleen. "I would go around naked all the time if I could get away with it."
Kathleen could see why she didn't have to wear a bra. "Might have some trouble in town, but not out here. I thought your hair color might come from a bottle. I see it doesn't."
"All natural. My hair is" naturally light, and the sun bleaches it lighter." Donna spread her legs and looked at her bush. "My nickname is the Silver Fox," she giggled. "Does nudity bother you?"
Kathleen shook her head. "No. Your nickname fits you. You're a real fox. You had your shirt unbuttoned last night at dinner. I wondered if you sunbathed nude or topless."
"Now you know." Donna shaded her eyes and looked for Jerry. "Do you like to look at a nude woman?"
"Never thought much about it one way or the other. I don't turn away when I see a naked woman."
"Does it get pretty lonely out here in winter?"
Kathleen shrugged. "I had so many chores when I was growing up, I never had time to get lonely. For the past three years, I've been away at college during winter. I come home on holidays, but I don't stay long enough to get lonely."
"Bet you have fun at college. You're a lovely girl. If my experience at college is any indication, half the boys on campus try to get in your pants."
Kathleen suspected Donna was intentionally leading the conversation around to sex, and would soon make a pass at her. She wondered how blatant the woman's approach would be. She smiled and said, "I don't date boys."
Donna lifted one eyebrow. "Oh? But you do date, don't you?"
"No offense, but, if they're my age, they're boys. I prefer men."
"You mean Jerry? No offense taken, dear. I hear you loud and clear," Donna laughed. "Too many young men are jack rabbits. Too many of them just stick it in and pump away, and expect you to scream with pleasure. Hell, even some of the older ones aren't any better. I assume you're telling me you aren't a virgin."
"A very dear friend, a real man, relieved me of that burden before I went away to college. I think he's the reason I prefer older men."
"Have you ever made it with a woman?"
Nice and direct. I thought she might hem and haw and stumble around. Well, keep on, lady. Let's see just how badly you want to lick my pussy. "No."
"Do you like my naked body? You keep looking at my tits?"
"I can't help looking at them when I look at you," Kathleen laughed.
"I exercise a lot to keep them firm. I like the way they feel without a bra, all free and loose." Donna ran her hands under the tan mounds, hefting them, running her thumbs across the nipples, quickly bringing them to full erection. She glanced at Kathleen's tits. "You don't wear a bra, do you?"
"Not usually."
"I think your tits are bigger. Open your shirt and let's compare."
Kathleen looked directly at Donna and smiled faintly as she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open.
"Magnificent," Donna said softly.
Kathleen felt moisture seep into her pussy. Donna's zealous, admiring gaze excited her. Her eyes drifted to Donna's alluring tits and locked in place. She suddenly felt compelled to stare at them, no matter what.
"Have you tried younger men at all?" Donna asked, her voice soft, showing the strain of passion.
"Yeah, a couple of times. If I hadn't known better, I would have thought sex was much ado about nothing."
"Did it hurt the first time a man fucked you?"
Now we 're getting down to the nitty-gritty! If I sit here much longer, staring at your pretty tits, you won't have to work very hard at seducing me.
"Oh, no! He knew just what he was doing. He ate me and played with me, and got me so turned on before he fucked me." There! Does that tell you what you want to know? "When he got through with me, I knew what the fuss was all about."
"Fun!" Donna laughed. "If you do it with the right people."
"You're a swinger, aren't you? That's what Jerry meant when he made that nasty remark about your parties."
"Yes. Fucking in a group is fun for me. You know, change around, or just watch others fuck. I like both. I always like to fuck, and sometimes I like to be with other people when I do. I like to party and make it with other men. And women.
"Jerry's not a very good lover. He talked me into swinging. Then, when he saw me sucking and fucking other men, he nearly went ballistic and wanted to back out. He thinks I'm out of control, that I fuck everyone who asks. Or, if they don't ask, I volunteer. I think he believed we would just find another woman to move in with us and be his second wife. I like to double-team a man. I also like to fuck other men, and he doesn't want me to. I like pussy, but I like cock better."
"Do you volunteer if they don't ask?"
"Not very often. Especially a woman. I have to like her, feel attracted to her. like you, for example. When I really like another woman, making it with her is a lot of fun. Except for Jerry, most men get turned on watching two women make out."
"So I've heard," Kathleen said.
"You have a special sexual aura. I think you like sex, in all its wonderful flavors. Why haven't you ever made it with a woman? Do you have something against being bisexual?"
"No. I just haven't met a woman who turns me on that I felt safe in approaching."
"Oh, so you have thought about it, then. And you met a woman you would like to fuck. Why didn't you feel safe in letting her know how you feel?"
"How long have you been bi?" Kathleen asked, ducking Donna's question. How could she explain she had the hots for her own mother?
"About four years. The first time I attended a swinging party, I let a woman lick me. She made me feel so damned good, I just had to do it to her. Some women get into swinging so they can fuck a lot of men. Some get into it so they have a safe way to get it on with other women. Some get into it because they like both men and women. I like men the most, but sometimes a woman turns me on, so why should I miss that fun? Hell, half the people in the world are women. Why should I limit myself?"
Kathleen felt strangely drawn to Donna. She knew it would be fun to suck her nipples, caress her lovely tits. And she had no qualms about licking her pussy. She liked to lick a man's cock right after he fucked her, so she knew how her pussy tasted. Once in a while, she asked a man to fuck her, then let her finish him off in her mouth so she could get fucked and eat his cum. Licking another woman's pussy wouldn't be so different.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jerry shouted and temporarily spoiled the mood. He came bouncing across the meadow, battering his ass against the saddle even though the horse was walking. He partly slid and partly fell off the horse and staggered across to stand in front of his wife with his hands on his hips and a scowl on his face.
"Well, I see you're up to your usual antics. Aren't you pretty, sitting there buck ass naked, flaunting your tits?" he growled. "You ruin my vacation by dragging me to this godforsaken place, make me get on a damned horse, and you couldn't care less. My ass hurts, and here you are, running around naked with your bare tits flapping in the wind."
"I'm not running, dear, I'm sitting," Donna said sweetly. "And my bare tits don't really flap in the wind." She put her hands under her tits and lifted them, then suddenly pulled her hands away. Her tits jiggled gently. "See, they jiggle a little, but they don't flap."
"My tits are bare, too, Jerry," Kathleen said. "Aren't you going to say anything about them?"
Donna snickered.
"Shit," Jerry muttered with disgust. "I don't care what you do with your tits. You aren't my wife."
Kathleen had plenty to say about that remark, but she kept her mouth shut.
"I can't get on that damned beast again," Jerry whined. "My ass is too sore. How the hell am I supposed to get back to the house? It's too far to walk."
"Lie down and let me rub your poor buns." Donna patted the ground in front of her. "You rest a while, then we'll think of something."
Jerry lay down and Donna began to rub his ass through his pants.
"Looks like we're going to be here a while longer," Kathleen said. "I'd better unsaddle the horses." She returned in a few minutes and dropped a saddle blanket on the ground by Jerry. "Better lie on this, Jerry. And I brought along some salve that might help." She gave Donna the tube of salve and sat back down, facing her.
Donna patted Jerry on the ass. "You'll have to push your pants down for me to put this on," she said.
"like hell I will! My pants can stay right where they are."
"Don't be an old prude. Push your pants down. This will make you feel a lot better. Besides, I can play with your ass better if your pants are out of the way," she giggled.
"Damn, is that all you ever think about? Can't we just once relax without getting involved in sex?"
"Well, maybe I think you need some more practice. The more you practice, the better you get."
"I don't need any practice, thank you. I'm good enough now. Anyway, if that was the case, you'd be the top expert in the world. You certainly don't miss an opportunity to get practice, especially if there's someone else around to watch," he grumbled, his voice heavy with sarcasm.
"Shut up and undo your goddam pants, lover boy, so I can take care of your sore ass," Donna hissed.
Jerry sat up and unbuckled his belt, his face a mask of anger. Kathleen wondered what hold Donna had over him. He could go just so far with his complaining before she jerked him up short. His sarcastic comments didn't seem to faze her. Before pushing his pants down, he rolled back over onto his stomach.
Donna applied the salve liberally to the swollen, red cheeks of his ass. Kathleen silently watched her tits jiggle gently as she worked. She felt her pussy flood with moisture as she contemplated making it with the lovely blonde.
Donna playfully slapped Jerry's ass and said, "Roll over."
Jerry had dozed off and forgot about Kathleen. He flopped over onto his back and his partially hard cock sprang up, swaying gently back and forth.
"Watch," Donna whispered, winking at Kathleen.
She leaned over, her mouth in a wide oval shape. She took almost half of the length of his medium-sized prick into her mouth, suddenly sucking deeply. Kathleen smiled. Donna was simply full of pleasant surprises.
Jerry lay in a half-stupor as his wife began to suck his cock, bobbing her head up and down slowly. She let his prick slip out of her mouth and rubbed the crown over her lush lips. Her tongue darted out and swiped across the top of his knob, then slithered down the side of the shaft. She licked down one side and up the other. She stabbed at the tiny slit in the tip, then her tongue began to twirl repeatedly around the head, reminding Kathleen of someone licking an ice cream cone. Donna lowered her head and the rigid tool disappeared into her mouth again.
Donna lifted her head and gently stroked
Jerry's dick as she looked at Kathleen. "Do you like to suck cock?"
"Yeah, it turns me on."
"Want to suck this one?"
"You don't mind?"
"God, no! I love to watch a woman suck cock."
Jerry pushed himself up on his elbows and stared at his wife. "What the hell are you doing, Donna?"
"I'm going to watch Kathy suck your cock," Donna said, pushing him back down. "Shush now. Just lie back and enjoy."
"Dammit, Donna, don't I have anything to say about it?"
"No. I want to watch her suck you."
"Well, suppose I don't want her to suck my cock? Why can't she find another cock to suck?"
"Stop being pigheaded. You know you like to get your cock sucked. Your cock is here, it's hard, and she's going to suck it, so just shut up."
"Let it be, Donna," Kathleen said softly. "I know someone who won't object if you watch me suck his cock."
"No reason why I can't watch you now and later," Donna said. "Jerry is just being stubborn to spite me. He's got a quick trigger. Do you know how to squeeze him off so you can make it last?"
"Yes." Kathleen took off her boots and skinned out of her jeans. "I might as well get out of these now. I like to be nude when I suck cock, and I think we're going to do more than that anyway. Aren't we?"
Donna continued to stroke Jerry's cock slowly as she looked at Kathleen and smiled happily. "Yes, a lot more."
Kathleen felt the old familiar desire burning in her loins as she got on her knees by Donna and gazed down at Jerry's stiff erection. "You hold his cock and I'll play with his balls while I suck him," she said. She reached between Jerry's legs and began to roll his balls in her hand as she leaned down and took the head of his cock into her mouth.
"I'll keep him from cumming too quickly," Donna said.
Kathleen slowly swallowed Jerry's rod. Sucking his cock certainly didn't present the same challenge Jody's big rod did. She kept her lips sealed around the shaft and flicked her tongue against it as it slid into her mouth. She ingested over half of the tool, then began to alternately suck and lick. Jerry grunted and quivered.
"Oh, you're very good," Donna cooed. "Isn't she a good little cocksucker, Jerry? Aren't you glad you let her suck you?"
Jerry grunted again. If he agreed, his wife would win, would know that he liked the way Kathleen sucked cock.
His cock began to swell. Kathleen shook her head gently and moaned an objection.
"Okay, I've got him," Donna said as she squeezed the base of his cock to cut off his orgasm. "His cock feels good in your mouth, doesn't it?"
"Mmmmmm," Kathleen gurgled in agreement. A confirmed cocksucker, any cock felt good in her mouth.
Donna began to get hotter and hotter. From their conversation before Jerry arrived and interrupted them, she knew the alluring, passionate young redhead was ready to explore the intriguing delights of sapphic love. Now, watching Kathleen suck Jerry's cock pushed her emotions nearly to the peak. She reached between her legs with her free hand and began to rub her pussy.
"You hold his cock, honey," Donna whispered hotly. "I've got to do something about my pussy."
She sat down by Jerry's feet facing Kathleen. She put her legs over Jerry's and spread her knees wide so the young woman could see her pussy. Kathleen got her first good look at Donna's silver-blonde bush. The soft curls covered her mound densely, spread over her lower belly, and down to her ass. Such abundant hair on a blonde amazed Kathleen.
"I'll just watch you suck his cock while I take care of my pussy," Donna said softly as she slid a finger into her humid gash. "I like to watch and jack off."
Kathleen continued to suck Jerry's dick as she gazed intently into the blonde's crotch. Donna ran her finger down to her hole, pushed it inside as far as it would go and pumped it in and out a few times. She coated it with her warm juice, pulled it out, put it in her mouth, and sucked it clean. Then the finger went back to her pussy, fluttered lightly across her clit, and back down to the mouth of her cunt. She stuck it back into the growing wetness of her channel, wiggled it, then dragged it back up to her clit. Her finger began to move faster and faster as she repeated the maneuver several times. Then she attacked her clit and began to agitate it rapidly.
Kathleen often brought herself off with her finger, but she had never watched another woman do it. She kept her eyes on the blonde as her head bobbed slowly up and down over Jerry's cock. Donna leaned back and supported herself on one hand, dug her heels in, and shoved her crotch up. Her ass began to rotate and hump up and down simultaneously. She squealed loudly and started cumming, humping and twisting her ass faster. She peaked quickly and flopped onto her back, her ass still humping, her finger not missing a stroke.
"Ah, ah, ah," she muttered. "Love to cum! Ooohhh, aaahhh, want to cum forever, forever! God, how good, how good! Watch me cum, honey, watch me cum!"
Kathleen didn't have the will power to look away if she wanted to! She forgot about sucking cock and lifted her head so she could see better. Jerry also raised up and watched his wife's finger fly over her clit. They both watched the sexy blonde cum furiously. Then her finger slowed, she hunched a couple of times, and her ass fell back to the ground. She leaned back on her elbows and smiled dreamily.
"Ah, that was so good," Donna sighed. "Even better since I knew you were watching. You've sucked his cock long enough. Let's pick up where we left off when Jerry interrupted. I believe you were about to suck my pussy, weren't you?"
Kathleen grinned. "Yes, I think that's what I had in mind."
Donna ran her hand over her pussy. "Well, here it is. Jerry can mount you doggie-fashion and fuck you while you eat my pussy."
Charged up from sucking Jerry's cock and watching the horny blonde jack off, Kathleen was ready to let herself go and try most anything. She stared at Donna's wide-open cunt as she crawled over Jerry and between the blonde's legs. Donna hunched her cunt a couple of times in blatant invitation, put one hand behind Kathleen's head and pulled the young redhead's face into her nest of silver-blonde hair. The alluring aroma of the blonde's cunt assailed Kathleen's nostrils, held her spellbound.
"Your tongue is more important than your mouth for eating pussy, dear. Just stick out your tongue. Run it over her clit, down to my hole. Oh, yes, that's right. Put your tongue inside my hole, taste my juice. Cover my cunt with your mouth. Oh, oh, good, dear, good. Lick my slit back up to my clit. Oh, yes, darling, yes, lick my clit! Faster, dear. Lick it real fast!"
Kathleen's mind reeled with lusty emotion as she worried the hell out of Donna's clit with her tongue. Not surprisingly, she liked eating pussy, liked having her mouth buried in a woman's succulent sex flesh. She wiggled her ass, hoping Jerry would take the hint and mount her so she could get off with Donna.
"Oh, baby, you catch on quick," Donna whispered. "Damn, you're good for your first time. Hell, you're just good, first time or not. That's the way! Go, baby, go! Jerry, put your prick in her. Put it in! Fuck her! I want to watch you fuck her while she sucks me off!"
"Dammit, Donna, no. I'm tired of your games. Why the hell can't you act like a normal woman?"
"Fuck her, damn you!" Donna hissed.
Kathleen stopped licking Donna's pussy, raised her head, and looked over her shoulder at Jerry. "Don't do me any favors, buddy. You don't know what you're missing if you don't fuck me, but you can keep your damned old cock to yourself if it's so precious. Donna and I can take care of each other."
Donna pulled Kathleen's face back down to her cunt. Kathleen's shapely ass stuck up in the air and her large lovely tits hung down under her. She spread her legs and presented her cunt to Jerry. Thick red hair framed her soggy slit. The blood-filled lips gaped open invitingly. Donna reached under the young redhead, grasped a tit in each hand, began to knead the heavy globes and pull the bloated nipples.
Jerry got on his knees behind Kathleen, grasped his throbbing shaft with one hand and shoved it into her cunt. Fortunately, gallons of juice had flooded into her love tunnel. His cock slid in easily, went all the way to the hilt in one easy lunge, and his belly bumped into her upturned buttocks.
"Mmmmmm," Kathleen moaned into
Donna's cunt.
"Fuck her, Jerry! Eat me, Kathy! Lick my cunt! All over! Taste my juice! Lick my clit! Shove it to her, Jerry! Lick me! Fuck her! Oh, I'm going wild! Wild! Everything's so good, so lovely, so wonderful! like to fuck! like to get sucked off! Bring me off, lick me, want to cum, got to cum, want to see you cum. Go, baby, I'm getting there! Going to cum, baby! Ah, ah, ah, aaahhh,aaahhh!
Jerry lost control after only a couple of thrusts. Kathleen's mouth had brought him right to the brink, and her tight cunt finished the job. His orgasmic grunts joined his wife's whoops of triumph. Donna began to hunch her cunt at Kathleen as she filled the redhead's mouth with her warm juice. Jerry jerked and twisted and scrubbed his belly against Kathleen's ass as he poured his juice into her.
Jerry's cum spurting into her belly and Donna's rich essence gushing into her mouth sent Kathleen into orbit. A sea of sex immersed her. The sounds and smells of lust electrified her. Just short of her peak, Jerry deserted her, leaving her hanging on the edge of the precipice. He flopped on his back and stared at the sky. Frantic for fulfillment, she stuck her hand between her legs and began to frig herself furiously.
Donna rolled over and scooted under
Kathleen. She grabbed the redhead's hips and pulled her down. Kathleen stared back between her dangling tits as she spread her legs wider and arched her back to push her cunt lower. Donna glued her mouth to the redhead's hair-lined lips, drove her tongue forward, and unerringly swiped it across it across Kathleen's swollen clit. Kathleen sighed with relief as Donna's tongue went to work. Her passion began to soar higher. She pressed her snatch tightly to the blonde's mouth and hit the peak again. Soared upward. And shattered.
"Oh, my God!" she wailed. "I'm cumming, baby, I'm coming apart at the seams!"
Donna clung to Kathleen's shapely ass and continued to lick her clit as the young redhead writhed and bucked and hunched on her face. Kathleen fell forward onto her hands and stared at the blonde's head as she tried to grind it into the ground. The fury of her orgasm passed and she rolled onto her back. She lay spread-eagle, gasping, trying to catch her breath.
"Thank you, Donna," Kathleen panted. "That was pure ecstasy. I really exploded. I know only one other person who eats pussy so well."
Donna rolled over and kissed Kathleen on the mouth. "Thank you, young lady. You're very good. You ate me so well, I just had to return the favor. Sorry that Jerry left you hanging. I'm afraid that's his usual style."
"You more than made up for it," Kathleen said. "Did I really eat you the way you like? I wanted to."
"Outstanding, honey. No one has ever eaten me better."
Kathleen smacked her lips. "You've got cum on your lips."
"Jerry didn't get you off, but he did fill your cunt full of cum."
"If you're through bashing Jerry, let's go back," Jerry said.
"After we rest," Donna said. "Why are you in such a hurry to get back on a horse?"
"I'll walk if I must," Jerry said. "I'm going to pack and get out of this crazy place the minute we get back."
"Whatever you like," Donna said. "If you can saddle your horse, you can leave now. If not, you'll just have to wait for us. Kathy and I might even suck each other off again before we go back."
They didn't see or hear the horse walk slowly out of a small clump of trees just a few yards away. Paula had just watched a very enlightening and stimulating hour. The moment she thought it safe, she put the spurs to her horse and raced back to the barn.
CHAPTER NINE
Danny led Tony and Abby down the footpath from the ranch house to the swimming hole. Spring-fed, about ten feet by fifteen feet, about twelve feet deep in the center, the pool had a sandy bottom and sloped up to grassy banks. A small stream led out of one end and trickled away into the woods.
"Just like something out of Tom Sawyer," Abby said. She stuck her toe in the water and shivered. "Ooohhh, it's cold!"
Tony shoved her in and jumped in after her. "Only way to get into cold water," he laughed.
Danny jumped in with them. They swam and cavorted, dunking each other, and having fun for about a half-hour.
"I came out here to catch some rays," Abby said as she climbed out of the water. She spread a blanket and lay down on her back. "Mmmmmm, the sun feels even better after being in that cold water."
Tony lay down by his wife, and Danny spread another blanket nearby. He sat with his arms around his knees so he could look at Abby without being too obvious. Her body, and the teeny-weeny bikini she wore, intrigued him. Her luxuriant black bush showed through the thin material and her large nipples made interesting hillocks in her bra. She had so much pussy hair that no swimsuit could cover it. It seemed to spread everywhere. Kathleen had a lot of hair around her pussy, but her bush didn't compare to Abby's black forest.
"This is the life," Abby said softly. "Lying in the sun, lazing away the day." She sat up and removed her bra. She winked at Danny, then lay back down.
Danny tried not to stare, but lost the battle. Her lovely brown mounds were just too magnificent to ignore. They were at least as big as his mother's. And Abby was about ten pounds lighter. Of course, Kathleen's tits were pretty big, too. In fact, she was almost a carbon copy of their mother.
Abby can't be much older than Kathleen, he thought. Odd the way the two couples were paired off. Tony with a younger wife and Donna with a younger husband. Wonder what it would be like to fuck Abby. Linda said I should go after Kathleen since I like big tits so much. Hell, I don't care if Kathleen is my sister, I would like to fuck both of them! They both have super bodies. I've seen Paula naked a couple of times, too. Her tits are smaller, but she's got a hot little body, too. I have to be out of my mind, thinking I would ever have a chance to fuck Abby. And Kathleen would laugh in my face if I told her I wanted to fuck her. Forget about Paula. She's so shy. I'm sure she's still a virgin and has no idea why she even has a pussy.
Abby raised her head and caught Danny staring at her. She propped herself up on one elbow, smiled coyly, and looked straight at him as she untied the sides of her bikini. She pushed the meager piece of material off her mound, then lay back down. She spread her legs, flexed one knee, and he found himself staring directly at her cunt!
Her thick cunt lips were plainly visible peeking through the forest of tangled black hair. He stared as if mesmerized as the lips parted slightly and a bit of moisture appeared. She wanted him to look at her cunt! And knowing he was looking made her hot!
Abby nonchalantly put her hand on Tony's stomach and began to rub lightly in circles as she drifted down to the bulge in his swimsuit. His prick began to enlarge as she rubbed and squeezed it. He grunted and lifted his hips as she pushed his swimsuit down. His robust tool sprang up like a coiled spring. She began to slide her hand up and down his thick shaft, rubbing her palm over the tip, spreading the juice that head leaked out. Tony lay still with his eyes closed and let her play.
Abby scooted over until her hips touched Tony's and pulled his arm across her body. He automatically put his hand between her legs and began to finger her clit. They acted as if they were all alone in the world. Danny felt like an audience of one, watching a silent movie. He began to rub his prick through his swimsuit as he stared at Abby's pretty pussy.
Abby's dainty fingers barely reached around Tony's hefty shaft as she fondled and gently jerked his rod. Danny couldn't believe the size of Tony's lance. He had not seen that much of it when he fucked Sheila. How in the world could a woman take anything that big without being split wide open? The size didn't seem to daunt Abby. He wondered if she could suck the damn thing.
Tony began to work on Abby's cunt in earnest. He lay still, as if asleep, with only his hand moving. He ran his finger up and down her slit, finger-fucked her sopping hole, then went back to her clit. The tip of his finger began to move faster and faster in small circles on her love button. Danny saw the lips of her cunt open wider, revealing the juicy pink interior. Her ass lifted off the blanket. Her hips began to move, first up and down, then in circles as she continued to hunch up and down. The gyrations of her ass matched the increasing speed of Tony's finger. She began to twist and buck rapidly. The muscles in her thighs stood out in bold relief. Tony's finger began to agitate her clit furiously.
She let out a screech of completion that Danny knew could be heard all the way up to the house. He yanked his swimsuit down, freed his rampant cock, and began to flog it frantically.
Abby came down slowly. She hoped Danny enjoyed watching her cum as much as she enjoyed cumming for him. She lifted her head and looked at the young man.
"Oh, honey, don't waste that lovely juice on the ground," she cooed. "Shoot it up my belly." She rolled onto her knees, pushed him onto his back, and straddled his loins. "You would much rather fuck me than jack off, wouldn't you?" She fit the head of his cock in her hot slot and thrust her hips down.
His cock instantly went to the hilt in her heated, slippery sheath. The glorious sensations made his heart turn cartwheels. She wiggled her ass a couple of times, then began to fuck him slowly.
Danny squeezed his eyes shut, opened them quickly and looked up. Sure enough, there she sat, right on top of him, her gorgeous tits swaying and jiggling as she rode his cock. Tony stood beside her and held his stiff tool toward her face. She turned her head slightly to the side, opened her mouth, and let the big bulb slide in. Even stretched until the hinges of her jaws ached, she could take only the huge head and a couple of inches of the shaft into her mouth.
Danny floated in a fog of euphoria as he watched her blow her husband and fuck him. Surprisingly, her cunt walls were tight around his spear. He expected her hole to be looser, stretched out of shape by Tony's big dick. His cock began to swell, signaling his impending climax. She raised up slightly, grasped the base of his cock, and squeezed hard. His impulse to shoot subsided, and she began to fuck him again.
Abby took one of Danny's hands, pulled it into her crotch and stuck his thumb on her clit. He began to rub the ball of his thumb over her bloated love button. She sighed and began to hump faster. Her sucking and fucking tempo increased. Her ass bounced up and down, faster and faster. Her head bobbed back and forth at the same pace. Danny took the cue and began to work his thumb faster and faster. His cock exploded and began to fill her cunt with jism. His orgasm triggered her sex gun. Then Tony erupted, filling her mouth so full that some of his cum ran down the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her bouncing tits. A combination of Danny's cum and her juice soaked his groin.
Everything was quiet except for the slurping of her sucking mouth on Tony's cock and the squishing of her cunt on Danny's thrusting prick. She bucked and heaved, sucked and swayed, draining both men completely while her own raging orgasm tore through her.
Abby released Tony's cock, rested her hands on Danny's chest and looked down at him. Her lips glistened with Tony's jism as she smiled. "There, wasn't fucking me better than spilling your seed on the ground?"
"A hell of a lot better!" Danny laughed.
"Do you jack off a lot?"
"Only now and then," Danny replied.
Abby dismounted and lay down by him. Tony sat by her with his legs crossed.
"Then you must fuck a lot," Abby said. "A healthy young man needs lots of action."
"I get my share, I guess," Danny said. "This is one hell of surprise. I sure didn't expect you two to play with each other so openly, and I sure as hell didn't expect you to fuck me!"
Tony lifted one eyebrow. "Why did it surprise you? This is the Sugar Bush Ranch. We thought we did what you expected."
Danny sat up and looked at them in bewilderment. He knew about swingers. He just never expected any of them to show up at the ranch. "You're swingers," he said. "You mistook the ranch for a swinger's hangout, and came here expecting to find other swingers. That's why you fucked Mother in the barn this morning."
Tony gave him a sharp look. "So you watched, huh? Well, she certainly seemed to enjoy it. But, yeah, that's why. What were we to expect?"
"You mean you don't cater to swingers?" Abby said. "Isn't sugar bush a euphemism for a sweet pussy?" She rubbed her mound. "I have a sugar bush."
"A sugar bush is a maple tree," Danny said. "The original owner named the spread for all the maple trees around the house. It's just a plain old horse ranch that takes in a few guests each summer." He laughed. "Until you came along. Maybe it's something else now. I mean, Tony fucked Mom and you fucked me."
"And, if I know Donna, she's had Kathy by now," Abby said. "Jerry may have been a little reluctant, but I'll bet she didn't let that stop her. Even if he wouldn't participate, Donna would still find a way to get your sister's legs open."
Danny grinned. "Maybe not. As far as I know, Kathy doesn't do it with women. She has the hots for Jody and spends her time at home spreading for him. One of my friends does it with girls. She has never come right out and said so, but I think she's tried to get to Kathy and couldn't. I had no idea Donna-likes girls. She's so sexy and has a younger husband and all."
"Sure she like girls," Abby said. "So do I. I can hardly wait to get to your mother. I look at her and my pussy gets wet and my knees get weak. That doesn't mean we don't like men. You found that out. We just like it both ways. Lots of women do. That's why they swing, so they can have both. Don't you think I'm sexy?"
"God, yes!" Danny blurted. "You're sexy as hell! So are Donna and Kathy. I just never thought of Mom as being sexy. I'm not sure I've even thought about Mom and sex at all. She's been so alone since Dad died. They did it, of she wouldn't have three kids, but I don't think she's had a man since he died."
"You mean this morning was the first time in, what, several years?" Tony said.
"Yeah," Danny replied. "I think I would know if she had been getting any. Sometimes, late at night, I hear her getting herself off."
"Well, Abby, I guess we know where we stand," Tony said regretfully. "That lady's apt to throw us off the place when we get back. I fucked her this morning, you just fucked her son and Donna surely made it with Kathy. Shame, too. I like that lady. She's nice."
"Oh, I don't think she'll chase you off," Danny said. "Otherwise, she would have taken the broom to you this morning after you fucked her. She might act a little funny around you." He cocked his head to the side and looked at Abby with adoring eyes. "I don't want you to leave. I want to fuck you again. I'll keep my mouth shut. Imagine Kathy will, too. If she did make it with Donna and Jerry."
Abby smiled at him, "I think we can find a way for you to fuck me again, dear. And believe me, Donna got to Kathy. She doesn't let anything, or anyone, stand in her way, including Jerry."
"Especially Jerry," Tony laughed. "I still don't know what she sees in that asshole."
"He's sure a sourpuss," Danny said. "Abby, may I ask you a personal question?"
"What could be more personal than fucking me while my husband watches?" Abby chuckled. "Fire away."
"Do you always cum real fast?"
"Tony says I have a hair trigger," Abby said with a girlish giggle. "Did I cum too fast for you?"
"Oh, no! I was just wondering. The minute I put my thumb on your clit, you popped."
"Some women cum only with a cock in them. Others cum only in their clit. I cum both ways. My favorite is a tongue on my clit and a cock in me at the same time. I really cum that way."
"You came pretty hard when Tony played with your clit," Danny said.
"Because you were watching, dear," Abby said. "I like to be watched. So does Donna, by the way."
"I thought Mom was going to come running down here to see who was beating you," Danny said.
Abby grinned. "Yeah, I usually make enough noise to wake the dead. I couldn't scream when I was riding your cock, because I had my mouth full of cock."
"And Tony really has a mouthful. I watched, and you couldn't get more than the head of it in your mouth."
"That's enough, though. I can always make him cum that way. I could get more of yours in my mouth. Maybe half of it, even."
"Would you?"
"Sure. Do you eat pussy?"
"I sure do!"
"Some men don't. Maybe that's one reason women like to.make it with another woman. A woman who-likes to get her pussy licked instinctively knows how to lick pussy. Maybe tonight we can do each other. Join us in the living room after dinner. You can lick Donna and me, and fuck both of us."
"We'd better be getting back," Tony said. "You sure your mother won't be upset with us?"
"Oh, she may not join in, but I don't think she'll be upset. I saw her looking at you at breakfast. She didn't seem angry. Embarrassed, maybe. Keep trying. She may come around. That would be wild. Fucking with your mother right there."
"Yes, wouldn't it?" chuckled Abby. "That might not be the wildest thing that happens if I have my way." None of them had fucked Paula yet. And that pretty young lady was probably ready to be introduced to the delights of hard cock and the sybaritic joy of women.
CHAPTER TEN
Jody met Kathleen and the Hoods at the barn when they rode in.
"Jody!" Kathleen said happily. She jumped off her horse and gave him a big hug. "Damn, it's always so good to see you."
"You saw me yesterday," he said with a big grin.
"But I had to ride a couple of hours," she replied. "This way, you're close by. Say hello to Donna and Jerry Hood. You'll meet Abby and Tony Corso at dinner."
Jody touched the brim of his hat with the tip of one finger. "Howdy, folks. Welcome to the Sugar Bush. Hope you enjoy your stay."
"Not me," Jerry growled. "I'm leaving. Didn't want to come here in the first place."
Donna shook her head in resignation. "Kathy, can Danny drive him to town? He can't have the car, and I don't want to spend another minute with him."
"I'll do it," Jody said. He looked at Donna.
"You staying?"
Donna suddenly took a keen liking to the weathered, taciturn ranch foreman. She flashed him a bright smile. "I might never leave," she said softly.
Jerry saw the way his wife looked at the ranch foreman. "Of course, she's staying," he snarled. "She hasn't fucked you yet."
In a flash, Jody reached out, bunched up the front of Jerry's shirt, lifted him off his feet, and slammed him into the barn wall. "Watch your mouth, sonny. Don't rile me."
"No, Jody," Donna said quietly. "Let him be. Just get him out of here so I don't have to look at him any more."
Jody turned Jerry loose and let him fall. "Get your gear together pronto, sonny. Put it in the back of my pick-up and get back there with it. I don't let skunks ride in the cab."
Kathleen patted Jody on the back. "Donna and I will take care of the horses," she said. "Don't tarry. We're going to get together in the living room after dinner. I think you might find it interesting."
"He will if I have anything to do with it," Donna muttered.
Sheila put on a fine spread in the formal dining room for dinner. She went all out, using a fine linen tablecloth with napkins to match, and the fine silver.
She prepared an enormous standing rib roast, baked potatoes, a salad made with fresh vegetables grown in her own garden, and hot, flaky biscuits that melted in your mouth. For dessert, she made strawberry shortcake, with berries she grew, and oodles of fresh whipped cream.
Before dinner, she served very dry martinis. "Just to get you in the right mood," she said, not realizing what the women had planned for later. "By the way, what happened to Jerry? He didn't fall off his horse and hurt himself, did he?"
"He went home," Donna said. "He wasn't cut out to be a country boy. Not sure what he was cut out to be, come to think of it."
"Good riddance, if you ask me," Abby said.
"I'll refund his portion of the fee," Sheila said.
"I won't hear of it," Donna said. "I'm better off without that millstone around my neck. I'm also having enough fun for both of us." She gave Jody a significant look. "And something tells me I'm going to have a lot more."
Donna flirted openly with Jody, and he took it right in stride and gave as good as he got. When Kathleen said he would find the get-together after dinner interesting, he knew what to expect. Sheila missed the sly looks and verbal byplay going on around the table. Based on her observation of Kathleen and the Hoods that morning, Paula understood part of it. She decided she would try to find out more when they got together in the living room.
After dinner, Abby and Donna volunteered to help Kathleen clean up the kitchen. Sheila took Paula and the men into the living room to chat. She waited for what she considered a decent interval, then excused herself.
"I'm going to turn in," she said. "Makes for a long day when you get up at dawn and get tired out before you start." Danny snickered, and she gave him a dirty look. "You'd better come along, too, Paula. I'm sure you folks can find something to amuse yourselves. Jody, will you play host?"
"Good night, Mom," Danny said, suppressing another snicker.
"Good night, Sheila," Jody and Tony said.
As she passed the kitchen on the way to her bedroom, Sheila glanced into the kitchen. The sight of the three women in a group hug, giggling like schoolgirls, jolted her. The front of Abby's dress was open and Kathleen was playing with her big tits as they kissed. The back of Kathleen's skirt was tucked up and Donna stood behind her, fondling her bare ass and kissing the back of her neck.
The scene shocked Sheila. She'd already had more than enough surprises for one day, beginning with Tony fucking her and Abby jacking her off. Discombobulated, too stunned to say anything, she went to her room and went to bed.
She lay awake, trying to sort out the day's amazing events. She was certain Danny had watched Tony fuck her, and that caused her enough embarrassment. She couldn't explain Kathleen's bizarre behavior. Was she a lesbian? What about Abby and Donna? Surely married women couldn't be lesbians. If they weren't, why were they kissing and playing with Kathleen that way?
What kind of people were her guests? They seemed like nice, ordinary people, but she had to wonder. What kind of woman played with another woman's pussy? And what kind of husband helped her?
She had no answers, and no one to ask. She would just have to keep her eyes and ears open. In a few minutes, she drifted into an uneasy sleep.
Sheila came awake slowly, feeling groggy, wondering what had awakened her. She looked at the clock and saw that it was only midnight. She had gone to bed about nine. For a moment, she thought she heard voices in a dream. Then she realized she wasn't dreaming. She did hear voices, softly muted, coming from the living room.
She got out of bed and slipped on her robe. She flushed when she remembered what happened when she wore the same robe to the barn that morning. She padded down the hall on silent bare feet. At the door to the living room, she stopped dead in her tracks and nearly gasped out loud. Instinctively, she stepped back into the dark of the hall and stared at the scandalous scene.
Donna lay on the floor with her legs spread. Danny lay on his stomach between her legs, with his face buried in the silver forest covering her crotch. Tony sat on the couch with Kathleen perched on his cock, facing away from him. Abby knelt on the floor between their thighs, with her tongue in Kathleen's pussy. Jody knelt behind Abby with his cock aimed at her cunt.
Sheila's mouth watered and her pussy gushed. Jody's prick was huge! Bigger even that Tony's. The muted sounds of passion and the pervading aroma of sex nearly overwhelmed her. Her mind reeled. She had heard about orgies, but had never seen one. Now, she was not only watching one, but two of her adult children were taking a very active part in the raunchy event! She wondered if she had made a terrible mistake by taking in guests. Then her fascination got the best of her and she could only stand and watch.
Donna's hips hunched in time with Danny's tongue licking her twat. "Ooohhh, baby, that's the way," she cooed. "Lick my clit! Aaahhh, yes," she moaned. "Go down to my hole, baby. Fuck me with your tongue. Good, good. Back to my clit. It needs lots of attention. Put your fingers in my cunt, finger-fuck me while you lick my clit. That's right. Oooooo, you make my cunt feel so good, baby. Lick, lover boy, lick my clit good. Make me cum! Blow my mind! Mmmmmm, you lick clit real good, baby. Getting there, baby, getting there! Go, baby, go! Lick my clit!"
Sheila stared and listened, transfixed. Had the woman absolutely no shame? She was nearly old enough to be Danny's mother and there she was, encouraging him to do such lewd things to her! No wonder her young husband left her!
Kathleen whimpered with delight as she bounced up and down on Tony's huge cockthe same cock that reamed Sheila's cunt that morning! His lovely young wife avidly licked Kathleen's clit while her husband's big instrument of pleasure plundered the girl's tight little hole. Her long tongue moved in counter-rhythm to Kathleen's heaving ass, leaving a wet path as she licked the exposed part of Tony's shaft, then up through the redhead's gash to her clit.
Abby's tongue action reminded Sheila of the way a mare cleans her foal. She couldn't believe her darling daughter could take Tony's monster weapon into her belly so easily. She didn't know that Kathleen got plenty of practice on Jody's even bigger cock. She could see Abby's finger playing with her own clit as Jody fucked her from the rear with his big cock.
Sheila looked back at Donna. The horny blonde had started cumming, bucking and twisting so hard she nearly knocked Danny away with her frantic heaving. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and clung to her tenaciously as his tongue continued to lash her clit swiftly. She had her hands over her mouth to muffle the screams of pleasure torn from her by Danny's dynamic tongue. Just past the peak of her orgasmic high, she grabbed Danny's head, pulled him up over her, and stuffed his prick into her cunt.
The size of her son's tool amazed Sheila. How had he gotten so big, so grown up, without her noticing? Why, he was as well-hung as his father! She pictured Kenneth in her mind. Her husband and her son merged in her lust-fogged mind. She became Donna, sprawled under Danny with his robust young prick thrusting into her. The thought horrified her. What were these people doing to her? To her family? Was she going crazy? Was this some weird dream from which she would soon awaken?
When she became aware that she had her hands in her own pussy, fingering her sopping hole and strumming her rigid clit, she knew she wasn't dreaming. She had spread her legs and shoved her hands into her crotch without even realizing what she was doing. The sudden sensations coming from her clit quickly told her, loud and clear!
Kathleen stuffed one fist into her mouth to muffle her screams of pleasure and started cumming. She grabbed Abby's head with her other hand and pulled the woman's mouth tighter to her cunt. Abby's lightning-quick tongue continued to play erotic tunes on her clit.
Sheila watched Tony's ass come off the couch as he began to pump his prick into Kathleen's cunt with short, hard strokes. She knew he was filling her daughter with hot jism. She wished she had a cock delivering a heavy load to her own hungry hole. Kathleen suddenly rolled off Tony, and Sheila bit her lower lip to keep from crying out when she saw cum dripping from her daughter's hairy gash.
Tony's throbbing tool continued to squirt powerfully as Kathleen's mouth closed over the glistening head and captured the last of his load. Abby followed Kathleen's ass to the floor, pushed her legs open and continued to lick her juicy slit and sensitive clit. Jody hung onto Abby's hips and kept right on fucking her, without missing a stroke.
Sheila's fingers pleasured her own cunt. She leaned against the wall, her legs spread wide, striving desperately to ease the fierce burning in her cunt. She stared into the living room through slitted eyes. In her sex-fogged brain, the scene mingled with the sensations washing over her from her demanding cunt. Everything ran together, giving her the feeling she had joined the lewd action and had a thick cock stuffed up her own twitching, clinging cunt.
Kathleen had reached the point of saturation, could no longer stand the intense pleasure of Abby's tongue. She pushed the woman's head away, drained the last drop of cum from Tony's cock, licked his organ clean, then sat down and rested.
Abby stuck her face into the carpet and slammed her ass back at Jody as her orgasm started. He rode her ass furiously and began to fill her spastic tunnel with cum. He emptied his prick, fucked Abby through her orgasm, then sat down by Kathleen with his back against the couch.
Abby turned to Donna just as Danny unleashed his jism into the blonde. Donna rolled and bucked like a wild horse, her fuck-induced delirium carrying her to total ecstasy. Abby wanted a shot of Danny's cum in her mouth. Kathleen's cunt hadn't held enough to satisfy her hunger. She shoved Danny back before he could pump his full load into Donna, grabbed his squirting cock and stuck it in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her mouth, and now he was going to get his wish. Almost all of his throbbing shaft disappeared into her mouth and cum began to pour down her throat. Swallowing rapidly, she drank all he could give her, then licked his cock clean.
She rolled between Donna's splayed legs, plastered her mouth to the blonde's sloppy cunt, and began to suck Danny's slippery love juice from her hole. Still on her erotic high, Donna continued to tremble, then began to spasm again when Abby's tongue landed on her blood-gorged clit and went to work.
Everyone in the room collapsed into a post-coital exhaustion just as Sheila came. To keep her own loud moans and groans from alerting them to her presence, she bit her lower lip. She came so hard she slid down the wall. Her ass hit the floor with a soft thud. She pushed herself up, staggered back to her room on wobbly legs, and fell into bed. She went to sleep and dreamed of being the center of attention at a wild orgy.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kathleen dragged herself back to the room she shared with Paula, totally exhausted. She could barely put one foot in front of the other and stagger through the door.
Riding Jody's cock three times in one night didn't compare to the sexual excess she had indulged in tonight. What a way to cum! Abby and Donna said all the guests booked for the rest of the summer were in their swinging group. Now that she had added woman to woman love to her sexual repertoire, she looked forward to getting to know them intimately. She doubted a diet of only cock would ever again keep her satisfied. As Donna said, why limit herself to just men? Women were a hell of a lot of fun, too.
During the winter, she always had Jody's cock, and she could find willing girls to swap clit licks with her. like Linda King, for instance. Maybe she would even get Danny to fuck her occasionally. He gave Linda all she could handle in the barn, then satisfied Donna and Abby in fine fashion tonight.
That thought hit her hard! Fuck her own brother? What the hell was she thinking? Well, he did have a nice cock. He certainly knew how to use it, and his tongue. What more could she ask for? She wasn't going to get pregnant. So what if he was her brother? As long as no one knew, what possible difference could it make?
No one? What about her mother and Paula? How long before her mother caught on? That little party tonight could not be repeated very often without her hearing something, or walking in on them. What then? Would she join them? Would she fuck Jody in front of all of them? Would she let Danny fuck her? She had gone without cock for years. Maybe her hunger would overcome her modesty.
And Paula? She wasn't sneaky or nosy, but surely it wouldn't be long before she, too, stumbled onto their secret. How long could they fuck out in the open, or in the living room, without everyone knowing what they were doing? Then what? Oh, well, she would worry about it later. Right now, she had to get some sleep and recharge her batteries. Tomorrow was another long fucking day! At least Paula was asleep.
Kathleen stripped to the buff, turned back the covers and started to crawl in.
"Sis, are you just now getting to bed?" Paula whispered.
Kathleen almost jumped out of her skin. "Uh, yeah, I, uh, visited for a while with our guests. Nice people. You should get to know them better." How much better?
"I need to talk to you, Sis. I've got a problem."
"Oh, lord, honey, I'm beat. It's been a long day and I had a little bit more to drink than I usually do. All that visiting with our guests just about wore me out."
"Uh, that's what I want to talk about. I saw what you and the Hoods did today when you went for a ride."
"Oh," Kathleen said quietly, her voice strained. "I'm sorry if it upset you. Try not to be too disappointed with me."
"Oh, I'm not disappointed with you," Paula blurted. "I want you to tell me about it. I don't know much about sex, Sis. But I want to! Real bad! Danny is way ahead of me. I saw the way he and that Linda King carried on in the barn yesterday. I just don't know what to do. I can't talk to Mom about sex. She would box my ears. Will you teach me?"
"I, uh, don't.. .oh, shit! Sure I'll teach you, honey. Guess it's about time you found out. What do you want me to tell you?"
"Oh, no! I don't want you to tell me. I want you to show me! You know, like you and Donna did. If you don't want to do that with me, at least show me how to do it myself so I can feel good. I've tried, but I don't seem to do it right. I mean, I don't squeal and go crazy like you and Donna did, or like Linda did when Danny licked her and fucked her."
"You mean you've never had even a teensy orgasm?"
"I don't think so. Guess I don't know enough to get it right. I just sort of tingle when I do it. I heard you tonight. I wanted to sneak in and watch, but I was afraid someone would see me. Just from what I could hear, it sounded like a lot of fun. I got all hot and wet down there. Did you do what you did with Donna and Jerry today?"
"Are you wearing a nightie?"
"No." Paula flipped back the covers so Kathleen could see for herself.
"Good body," Kathleen said as her eyes swept up and down her sister's naked body. "You are all grown up, with nice big tits and everything."
"My tits aren't as big as yours and Mother's."
"Size isn't everything, honey," Kathleen chuckled. "No one will ever mistake you for a boy."
Kathleen went to Paula's bed and slid in beside her. She slipped her left arm under her sister's shoulders and drew her close. Their naked tits touched, and she felt an electric shock zing through her. Paula's pert mounds were swollen from sexual excitement, her nipples hard. One sharply pointed tip bored into Kathleen's tit, and goose bumps sprang up all over her body. Her exhaustion began to slip away. She began to fool around with her sister's saucy tits. The smooth firmness of the supple young mounds excited her.
"Donna surprised the hell out of me this morning," Kathleen said soft. "I didn't expect Donna to come on to me. When she asked me to get naked with her, I began to suspect she was up to something."
"Did it scare you?" Paula asked.
"No, not really. I've wondered what it would be like to do it with another girl. Not seriously enough to follow through, but the thought was there. I felt so comfortable with her. When she started asking me about my sex life, I knew what she wanted, and I went right along with her. We were just about ready to do it when Jerry interrupted.
"We had to wait while she took care of his sore ass, but we both knew we were going to do it. When she turned him over and swallowed his cock, I got real excited. She gave his cock to me and started jacking off, and I nearly sucked that thing right out by the roots!"
"She really got off," Paula said. "I thought she was going to shove her pussy right up in her your face."
"I wanted her to," Kathleen said. "When I put my mouth on her cunt, I thought I would go wild! Jerry started fucking me and I really got turned on. I once had a couple of guys at the same time. I sucked one guy while the other one fucked me, but that wasn't anything like eating pussy and getting fucked at the same time. I didn't cum on Jerry's cock, though. He came too fast. I sure as hell came when Donna ate my pussy! Boy, how I came! I got her off real good, too. Then tonight, I sat on Tony's cock and Abby licked my clit. Then Jody fucked Donna, Danny fucked Abby, and I sucked Tony off. Then us girls licked each other while the guys watched. Quite a day, huh?"
"Oh, yeah! My pussy is so wet, Sis! And it burns! Is that okay? I mean, there's not something wrong with me, is there?"
"That's very normal, dear. You just need to cum. Let me help you get started." Kathleen slipped her hand between her sister's legs, covered her hairy little plump mound, and slithered her middle finger into the girl's slit. "Boy, you are wet! And so hot!"
"I told you!" Paula said.
Kathleen touched her sister's clit and Paula nearly jumped out of bed. "Nice clit," she murmured. She began to massage the nodule gently. "When I jack off, I start slow and easy, just to get my clit primed, then I speed up and press a little harder when it starts to feel real good. How does that feel?"
"Super!" Paula moaned. She rolled toward Kathleen and hugged her.
Kathleen liked the feel of their tits mashed together, but couldn't reach Paula's snatch very well. "You'll have to lie on your back, honey. I can't reach you this way. I'll stay close. Don't worry. Just lie back and let me show you what to do. Then you can do it for yourself while I watch."
Paula turned onto her back and threw her leg over Kathleen's. Kathleen began to tenderly suck one of her sister's stiff nipples as she continued to finger her clit.
"I can feel what you're doing, but I can't see what you're doing," Paula said.
"Watch me. Maybe you'll catch on quicker that way."
Kathleen rolled onto her back, spread her legs wide and plunged one finger deeply into her cunt. She coated her finger with her slick juice, then slid it up to her clit. Starting slowly with a feathery touch, intending only to show Paula how to frig herself, she started turning on instantly. Her finger began to move faster and faster and gyrate in little circles on top of her clit. Abruptly, she soared right back to a high sexual plateau and felt her orgasm gathering strength. Unable to stop now, she continued her frenetic rubbing.
Paula propped up one elbow, watching Kathleen and playing with her own clit. "Is your pussy beginning to feel good, Sis?"
"Oh, God, yes, honey! Fantastic!" Kathleen saw her sister fingering her own clit and hit a higher level of emotion.
"Are you going to cum?"
"Oh, God, yes!" Kathleen moaned. Her sex gun began to fire. "Oh, God, yesss!" She didn't cum as hard as she had earlier-she didn't have the strength-but it felt good nevertheless. She lay back, panting. "I was only going to show you what to do," she sighed. "Guess I was still a bit steamed up from earlier. Didn't think I could cum again. At least now you know how to do it."
"I've been doing it while I watched you. I still don't get that special feeling. My finger doesn't feel as good as yours. You do me. I'm all turned on and so hot now. Help me cum. I want to, Sis. I need to! I have to know what it feels like. Right now!"
"Poor baby. Of course I'll help you." Impulsively, Kathleen kissed her sister on the mouth. "Just lie back and relax."
"I don't want to relax!" Paula exclaimed. "I want to cum!" She stacked up the pillows and leaned back against them. "I want to watch you do me."
Kathleen put her hand on Paula's cunt again and slid her finger between the small lips. Lowering her mouth to one of Paula's tits, she began to suck her nipple as she began to rub her clit lightly. Paula's ass immediately began to hunch in time with her sister's flashing finger.
"Oh, honey, your clit is getting so much bigger!" Kathleen whispered. "It feels bigger than mine or Donna's."
Paula began to soar, to reach for the clouds. She climbed higher and higher up the golden stairs, then her brain exploded into a thousand points of light.
Intrigued by the size of her sister's clit, Kathleen continued to frig her sister rapidly and leaned over to look at her snatch. Not as much hair as Abby, Donna and I have, but it's such a pretty blonde color. "Oh, honey, your clit is fabulous. So big. You're going to have a lot of fun with that one. No one will ever have trouble finding it, that's for sure."
Without thinking, Kathleen moved her hand and glued her mouth to her sister's cunt. Her tongue flashed out and landed right on top of
Paula's big clit. Greedily, she licked and sucked her sister's snatch. She ran her tongue up down her slit, stabbed it deep into Paula's tight little hole, pulled the lips with her own lips, and then settled into a steady tonguing rhythm, agitating her sister's turgid clit tumultuously.
Until Kathleen's mouth covered her tender love box, Paula's passion had begun to subside. When her sister's tongue landed on her clit, she started to soar again. She came so hard she was actually crying when Kathleen stopped licking her clit. She moved up beside Paula, took her into her arms, and cuddled her tenderly.
"Oooooo, Sis, that was wonderful! Your tongue felt so much better than your finger. You're so sweet to help me. Thank you."
"Anytime, baby, anytime. Now you know how it feels to cum. Don't be bashful about letting me know when you want me to do it again."
"Oh, all the time!" Paula giggled. "That feels too good to stop with just one."
"You little vixen! Guess you're as hooked as lam."
"Sis, what's it like to fuck? To be all filled up with a lovely cock and getting off on it?"
"Gee, honey, I don't how to describe it. All I can tell you is, it's great. I'll tell you a little secret. The night before I went away to college, I sneaked down to the bunkhouse and talked Jody into breaking me in. His cock is huge! When he stuck that monster in my tight little cunt, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I just simply went mad and came and came and came. I made him fuck me four times that night. Now, when I come home, I say hello to Mom, find Jody, and take a glorious ride on his cock."
"Isn't there some way I can find out how it feels to fuck? Tonight? Right now? I'm still so turned on, I doubt I'll ever go to sleep. Can't we do something?"
"I'm sure Abby has something we can use. Not the real thing, but you'll get the idea." She gave Paula and a kiss. "Stay put. I'll be right back."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Kathleen hopped out of bed and padded out of the room, unconcerned about her nudity. She thought about asking Danny to come in and fuck Paula. Then decided she should not go too fast. She didn't even know if Paula could take more than a finger in her tender little pussy.
She knocked softly at Abby's bedroom door, hoping they were not asleep. When she heard a voice softly telling her to come in, she opened the door, slipped in and closed the door softly behind her. A dim light burned next to the bed, giving the room a soft, warm glow.
Abby lay on the bed on her stomach, with a pillow under her hips. Tony straddled her elevated ass with about half of his cock in her. Kathleen thought he was fucking her cunt from the rear. To her dismay, she saw that he had his prick lodged in his wife's ass! Tony didn't look around. He just kept pushing his cock in deeper.
"Who is it?" Abby asked.
"Kathleen. I didn't mean to interrupt. Maybe I ought to come back later." She didn't want to leave. She had never seen a woman get fucked in the ass.
"Oh, stay, honey. You know how I like an audience. Tony got horny again, so I told him he could give it to me up the ass. I'm all fucked out, but I wanted him to get his rocks off again. Come sit beside me so you can see better."
Kathleen sat down on the side of the bed, close to Abby. Tony looked at her and smiled as he fucked Abby with very controlled movements.
"God, her ass is tight!" he grunted. "I can never hold out very long when I'm in her ass. Can't get wild, though. I'd tear her up. Just have to take it slow and easy."
No sooner had he uttered the words than he started cumming. His face was contorted with the exertion of controlling his movements. Beads of sweat popped out on his forehead. He continued the slow in and out movements even while cumming. When he pulled back, Kathleen stared at his swollen shaft. He saw her looking at his cock, withdrew as far as he dared, and let her watch his prick pulsate and pump his jism into his wife's small asshole. He plunged in all the way in, hunched against her rounded ass cheeks a couple of times, then pulled out and rolled onto his back by Abby.
"That should just about do it for me," he said with a deep sigh of satisfaction.
Abby flashed Kathleen a bright smile. "Ever had a cock up your ass, honey?"
Kathleen shook her head. "It looks interesting. I just might try it sometime." She eyed Tony's cock. "I don't know about taking one that big, though. Maybe I'll start small, and work up."
"Then you'd better import another cock, honey," Abby chuckled. "I haven't seen any small ones around here lately. Did you get horny again? Tony can't do anything for you, but I'll suck you off if you want."
"Oh, I'm okay. Paula asked me to teach her how to get herself off. I jacked off for her, finger-fucked her and ate her pussy, and now she wants to know how it feels to have something in her pussy. I don't think she's ready to take a cock yet. I thought you might have something I can use on her."
"I brought along a good selection of toys. Never leave home without them is my motto. Never know when they might come in handy. I think I have something that will do the trick." Abby opened the drawer in the bed table and showed Kathleen her toys. "Vibrators, dildos, rubber cocks, jelly dicks, white, black, pink, even a couple of neon colors," she giggled. "All the way from the size of a finger to the size of
Tony's magnificent tool. Take your pick. Want . to use one of my strap-ons and give her a good fucking?"
"Never used a strap-on," Kathleen said. "I'd better wait and let you show me how to use one." She rummaged through the assortment and selected one about half the size of Tony's dick."
"That one has a soft vibration," Abby said. "She should be able to take it without any trouble."
"Yeah. That looks about right. Her hole felt real tight. Doubt she's ever had more than a finger in her. Probably hers, until tonight. I've never used one of these."
"You haven't?" Abby said, surprised. "You should get yourself a nice selection. They come in handy when you get horny and don't have a man around to take care of you. And men like to watch a girl fuck herself." She showed Kathleen how to turn the vibrator on. "Just rub it over her clit and lips until she's good and wet, then put it in slowly. She'll tell you if it hurts too much. If she's as turned on as you say, you shouldn't have any trouble. Let her response guide you. I'm sure you will get the hang of it quickly."
"Thanks loads." Kathleen gave Abby a quick kiss. "You're a dear."
Kathleen slipped back out the door and down the hall to her room.
Paula was still lying on the bed, her legs spread, playing with her pussy. "What took you so long? I'm going crazy and you're off somewhere gabbing about who knows what!"
"Shhh. I've got help for you. I had to wait until Tony finished fucking Abby in the ass. God, baby, you should have seen it! That thing looks like a fence post and there he was, shoving it in her ass just as easy as you please!"
"Damn, Sis!" Paula moaned. "My mind is filled with such wild thoughts, and you tell me something that makes me hotter. What've you got?"
"This," Kathleen said, holding up the vibrator.
"What the hell's that?"
"A vibrator, honey. See, it looks and feels like a cock. Girls use them when they don't have a cock handy. Think it will go in your pretty little pussy?"
"Ooohhh, God, Sis, anything would go in it right now!"
Kathleen knelt by Paula, facing her feet. She turned on the vibrator and began to run it lightly over the lips of her sister's twat. Paula began to hunch and moan. She stuck the tip into Paula's gash and let it rest on her clit.
"Aaahhh, that does feel good!" Paula moaned. "I'm ready, Sis! Put it in me! Oooooo, yesss, a little more, Sis, a little more! I can take it, put it in! Ooohhh, it hurts! God, it feels good! Give me some more! Oh! Oh! I can feel my lips spreading open, I can feel my cunt taking it, I feel so full, it's stretching my cunt so nice, put it all in! Is that how a cock feels? Do you have it all in? I want all of it!"
"You've got it all, honey," Kathleen said softly. The vibrator hummed faintly deep inside her sister. "Is that what you wanted, baby? Does it feel good?"
Paula didn't reply verbally. Her ass began to buck vigorously and she came with a rapid series of moans, groans, squeaks. She nearly swallowed her small fist to stifle her sounds of joy. The fury of her passion began to abate and she took her fist out of her mouth.
"Lick my clit, like before," she said breathlessly. "Keep fucking me and lick my clit."
Kathleen surveyed the situation. If she straddled her sister's body, she could lick her clit and keep her hands free to fuck her with the vibrator. Swinging one leg across Paula's head, she settled down, her mouth just above the clit peeking out of the wet, tangled pussy hair. Her tongue darted out, slicked into Paula's slit, and flicked over her erect clit.
She felt Paula's hands on her upper thighs, pulling her down and back slightly. Paula's tongue snaked between her swollen cunt lips and began to vibrate on top of her clit. She moaned, pushed her ass down and mashed her soggy snatch into her sister's face.
Passion rushed through her veins like a speeding bullet, and she came hard. Paula glued her mouth to her sister's gushing twat as her sex gun fired. Their lust peaked rapidly, then began to ebb slowly. Kathleen held the vibrator in Paula's spastic channel and lay on top of her, panting shallowly. After a few moments, she twisted around and took her sister in her arms.
"Oh, God, Kathy, that felt so fucking wonderful! I want to fuck everyone here! I want them all to fuck me. Tony and Abby and Donna and Danny and Mom. I want to fuck them all!"
"You want to get it on with Mom?"
"Oh, God, yes. She's so lovely, so sexy. You're just like her, you know, only younger. When I saw you and Donna doing each other out in the woods, I wanted to do the same thing with you. I wanted you and I want Mom. Will you help me have her? Please, say you will! I want to lick her, suck her, do everything with her!"
"Whoa! Take it easy. You keep that up, and you'll have me turned on again. I've already cum so much I can hardly move. Don't excite me any more."
"You mean you don't want me to fuck you with the vibrator?"
"No, I don't want you to fuck me with it, not right now anyway. I couldn't stand any more. If I came again, I'd probably die. I'll do whatever I can to help you get Mom."
"Mmmmmm, that thing is still vibrating inside me. If there is a better feeling in the world than a good orgasm, I don't want to know about it! Lucky for me, I have a good teacher. Don't have to fumble around with some idiot who doesn't know what he's doing."
Kathleen pulled the vibrator out of Paula's pussy and impulsively licked it. She turned it off and tossed it on the foot of the bed. "Hush now, and go to sleep," she whispered. "I'm dead tired and we have a long day ahead of us."
"Speaking of long, how long is Tony's cock? Is it really huge?"
"Long enough to reach the bottom of your cunt. And Jody's is even bigger. You'll get your chance to fuck both of them. And Danny. Now, snuggle up and go to sleep!"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
At breakfast, cunning comments about needing lots of food after such a strenuous night flew around the table. Sheila's face stayed red all during the meal. It seemed to her it stayed red all the time lately.
"Did you have a humming good time last night, dear?" Abby asked Paula.
Sheila wondered what that was all about. She looked at her youngest daughter and saw that she, too, was red in the face.
"Uh, yeah." Paula looked at her mother and grinned. "Kathleen is teaching me a new song. I think I got part of it right. The words come okay now, but I need more work on the rhythm and things."
The others laughed hard, leaving Sheila with the feeling that she had missed something important.
After the chores were done, Kathleen suggested they go swimming. They hurried into the house to change. When Sheila came out of her room wearing a conservative one-piece suit, Kathleen objected.
"Oh, Mom, don't you have a bikini? That thing makes you look like a stodgy old woman."
"I haven't worn a bikini in years," Sheila replied. "I don't think I would feel comfortable in one any more."
"Nonsense," Donna said. "I have an extra one that should fit." She went to her room and returned with a tiny bundle of bright red cloth.
Sheila held the bikini up and shook her head gently as she eyed it critically. She thought it looked like two pieces cut from one handkerchief. "Oh, no! I can't wear that. Why, it won't even cover my.. .cover me the way it should."
"Sure it will, Mom," Kathleen said. "You'll look super in it." i
"Lot of luscious woman there, Sheila," Jody said. "Personally, I think the less you wear, the better. Be proud, lady. If you've got it, flaunt it. And you've really got it."
Sheila blushed bright red.
"I second that," Tony said. "It will cover as much as that pretty red robe."
Sheila blushed harder. "Do you really think it will be okay?"
"Absolutely," Tony said. "As Jody says, flaunt it, lady. At least try it on and let us see how you look."
After Sheila had gone into her bedroom, Kathleen took Tony to one side. "What's with this blushing bit?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Every time you look at her, or say anything to her, she turns beet-red. What gives anyway?"
"Not for me to say, young love. Ask your mother. She'll tell you if she wants to."
"Uh uh. That won't do. I've never seen her act this way. Come across, buddy."
"Well, you might ask her about the barn."
"About the barn? Oh, wait. She goes out early to gather eggs. Don't tell me! You saw her in the barn. When? Yesterday? How can gathering eggs cause her so much embarrassment?"
"Maybe she did more than gather eggs," Tony replied.
Kathleen's eyebrows shot up. Her eyes got as big as saucers. Astonishment filled her face. "You fucked her! You caught her in the barn and fucked her."
"Just ask her. She'll tell you if she wants you to know why she blushes so much."
"By God, I think that's just super! How about that? After going without for such a long time, someone with a cock like yours puts it to her! Will you fuck her again? Can you get her to join us? Does anyone else know?"
"Abby and Donna. And Danny said he watched from the hayloft. I didn't mean to do anything wrong. It's just that with the name of the place, well, I thought, we all thought, this is a place for swingers to vacation."
"The name of the place? What has that go to do with it?" Then the light dawned. "Oh, that's a blast! Of course. You thought sugar bush referred to a pussy! That's hilarious! It really is. So, you just took her, huh? How'd she react? What in the world did she do?"
"Well, at first, she just hollered. I guess I did catch her by surprise. She had on that short red robe. She was bent over, putting eggs in the basket, and there she was, you know. Her tits were hanging out the front and her beautiful bare ass looked so tempting. She's one fine, sexy woman. I got hard just looking at her. So, I walked up behind her, slipped in my cock, and had at it. She's good. Almost immediately, she started giving me as much as I gave her. Her muscle control is something else again! She pulled everything out of me before you could say boo. I sure hope I have another chance to fuck her."
Sheila appeared in the door and motioned frantically to Kathleen. Kathleen ambled across the room, looking at her mother in a new way. Sheila was unaware of the new, more pleased look.
"I can't wear this!" Sheila hissed in a distraught whisper. "Just look at me! I hang out all over. Why, it doesn't even cover my pus.. .my bush shows. And look at my legs, for Pete's sake!"
"I'm looking, I'm looking," Kathleen said with a big smile. "And, boy, do I ever like what I see! Let's show the others." She didn't wait for an answer. She took her mother by the hand and led her into the living room. "My beautiful mother thinks she can't wear this, because her gorgeous tits almost hang out and her pretty sugar bush shows."
"Why, Kathleen O'Malley! What in the world has come over you? How can you talk that way? And in front of strangers, at that?" Sheila looked at Tony and blushed again.
"Everything I said is true. Who here is a stranger? Not Jody. Not your son and daughters. Not Abby and Donna. And certainly not Tony. Not after yesterday morning in the barn."
"Oh, God," Sheila whispered. "What can I say? What can I possibly say that will make you forgive me?"
"Hey, there's nothing to forgive, Mom! I think it's super. And about time. Many happy returns!"
Sheila stared at her daughter. She tried to collect her thoughts, say something, but the words ran around loose in her mind and she couldn't corral them.
"Now, come on. Let's go swimming." Kathleen patted her mother tenderly on the ass. She turned and gave Tony a big wink.
"You go ahead," Sheila said. "I'll be along in a couple of minutes.
Sheila appeared at the swimming hole at few minutes later wearing her short robe over her swimsuit.
"Hey, no fair," Donna said, faking indignation. "We don't have on robes. Shuck that thing, lady, and let's see that sexy body."
"Yeah, Sheila," Abby agreed. "We don't want to look at your robe."
"Come on, Mom," Paula said. "Be a sport. Take that thing off."
Abby stepped up behind Sheila, kissed the back of her neck, and tugged gently on the collar of the robe. "Don't hide your lovely body, dear. Give us a look. You can't wear that while you swim, anyway."
With a deep sigh and a shrug of resignation, Sheila gave in and let Abby take the robe off her. In spite of herself, the favorable comments made her feel very proud. She never expected to receive such lavish praise at her age.
No one missed an opportunity to be near Sheila as often as possible while they were swimming. She was touched, patted, caressed, fondled, kissed and rubbed against by everyone, all under the guise of dunking her or splashing her. So many hands were all over her, several of them all at once, that she soon lost track of who was doing what to her. Even her son and daughters repeatedly touched her in the most private places, in the most intimate way. She lost the top of her suit twice-she had a lot of help!-and someone pulled the bottom down around her knees a couple of times. As she struggled to get it back up, several hands fondled her bare ass, and someone got a hand between her legs and a finger in her pussy.
Abby stood in the shallow water, took off her top, and stretched languidly, accentuating her lovely tits. Not to be outdone, Donna pulled off her top and threw it at Jody. Giggling like schoolgirls, Kathleen and Paula took of their tops and threw them at the men.
"Your turn, Mom," Paula said, eager to get her mother topless.
Everyone joined in a chorus of exhortation, and Sheila finally acquiesced.
"The men have to turn their backs. I can't undress in front of them."
"You aren't going to undress, Mom," Kathleen said. "You're only going to take off the top. Come on, get some sun on your pretty tits."
Abby swam to Sheila. "Let me help you, dear. Sink down in the water."
"Even my family is trying to corrupt me," Sheila mumbled as she sank down until the water covered her tits.
Abby removed the top and tossed it on the bank. Everyone crowded around Sheila in an instant. This time, it wasn't only hands all over her. She didn't know who, but at one time, both of her nipples got sucked as everyone felt her up.
By the time they were ready to go back to the house, her pussy felt like someone had built a fire in it. Lust consumed her mind. Excluding her carnal foray into her pussy as she watched the wanton scene in the living room, she hadn't felt such a raging need to get herself off in a long time. She even wondered if there would be another show tonight for her to watch while she eased the burning in her clit.
She sort of stumbled through the rest of the day and preparations for dinner. If the girls hadn't helped her, she wouldn't have done anything right. Even then, she got numerous light, teasing pats, caresses and kisses.
The mood at the dinner table was again cheerful. Perhaps a bit more so since Jerry wasn't there with his sullen attitude. Sheila tried to join the banter, jokes and laughter, but she couldn't get the need to cum out of her mind. Tony and Abby told some ribald jokes that had everyone else in stitches, and only served to make matters worse for Sheila.
"Sheila, would you like to join us in the living room for a drink?" Abby asked. "Tony brought along some very special brandy."
Befuddled by the thought of the 'drinking' scene the night before, Sheila couldn't get any words out. She just nodded, overcome with the need to get away from everyone and do something about her fiery pussy.
"You look kind of pale, Mom," Kathleen said. "Are you okay?"
"I've got to lie down," she said shakily. "You and Paula can clean the kitchen. If you'll please excuse me." She nearly toppled her chair over as she jumped up and rushed from the room.
Everyone exchanged winks and sly smiles as she left the room.
Sheila didn't expect a hot bath to help, and it didn't. She flipped back the covers on her bed, lay down, spread her legs, and began to play with her pussy. Her need to cum quickly overwhelmed her fear that someone might walk in and catch her in such a lewd act. She fingered her clit, finger-fucked herself, pulled at her nipples, and had the wildest thoughts of her life as she brought herself to a shattering climax. Then she fell into a light sleep.
The wild thoughts continued in her sleep. Her body still demanded relief, and an endless series of erotic scenes flashed through her mind. In each one, she was the center of attention, getting fucked and sucked into exhaustion by a long succession of men and women.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sheila awoke after about an hour of restless sleep. Her pussy felt as bad, if not worse, than before. Jacking off hadn't helped earlier, so why should she waste the time to do it again? She slipped on a robe, a long one this time, and went to have a drink with her guests.
The table lamps burning at each end of the couch gave the living room a soft, warm glow. Donna, Abby, Tony, and Jody were sipping brandy and chatting quietly. Fully clothed. Sheila expected a scene like the night before. She didn't know if she was disappointed or glad there was no such scene. Everything seemed so normal now, she wondered if she had imagined the orgy the night before. She knew she had not imagined standing outside the room, playing with her pussy and giving herself a shattering orgasm.
She went to the bar, fixed herself a drink, and sat on the couch at the opposite end from Abby.
"Where are Danny and the girls?" she asked.
"They decided to turn in early," Jody said. "Glad you decided to join us."
"Jody, you seem to fit right in with our guests." She wanted to ask him how he could fuck Abby and Donna when she needed his cock so badly. She didn't consider that she had never given him even the slightest hint that he could have her.
"Always fit right in with nice folks," he said.
"Donna, I'm sorry your husband had to leave," Sheila said.
"I'm not," Donna said with a soft laugh. "He won't be my husband much longer. He acts like a spoiled little boy, Sheila. I let what I thought was true love blind me to his shortcomings. He's about as close as one can get to being a loser. I inherited a couple of businesses and a lot of money from my grandfather. Jerry wanted a free ride. He's a real sweet talker. I think he could charm a nun into spreading for him. And believe me, I'm not the only woman he's charmed out of her pants, both before and after we married. I got tired of being left out, so I arranged for us to swing. That way, he could prove his manhood all he wanted to, but it would be done in such a way that I wouldn't get hurt. I'm not saying that every man who swings has to prove himself. Tony, for instance, doesn't. Then I found I really liked the variety, the pleasure of others. Guess Jerry thought I liked it too much. He got very possessive, wanted me all to himself while he had all the women and fun he wanted. We would go to a party and he would make it with every woman there at least once. When we got home, we would fight like cats and dogs because I made love to the men. Or women. He really hated that."
Sheila looked at Abby, totally confused. "Are you and Tony swingers?"
"Yes," Abby said firmly. "Have been about seven years. We thought you were, too. Aren't you?" She knew the answer, but wanted the issue out in the open.
"Uh, no, I'm not.. .really." She glanced at Tony, blushed, and continued, "I can't say I've never thought about it. Kenneth, my late husband, and I never talked about it. I never cheated on him, and while I can't prove it, I don't think he ever cheated on me. He was a good, solid, dependable man, if not very imaginative or exciting. I had a good life with him, and I wasn't about to do anything to screw it up."
Tony asked, "You mean the name of the ranch has nothing to do with swinging?" He had heard the answer from Danny and Kathleen, but wanted Sheila to tell them anyway.
"The name of the ranch? We kept the original name when we bought the place. Why should that have anything to.. .oh, my God! Kathleen said something this morning about my sugar bush showing. She meant my.. .that's why you came here? Oh, I'm so sorry for the confusion. And any inconvenience. I can refund your money. I can't make up for your lost time."
He wasn't really sure how it would come out, but Tony waded in anyway. They had to clear the air sooner or later. "The issue isn't that simple, dear. All the reservations you booked for the summer are members of our group. We all saw your ad and decided to take the place for the summer, two or three couples at a time. If we leave now, all the others will cancel.
"We don't want to leave, though. We're enjoying ourselves. We didn't come here just to find someone to swing with. We can do that at home. We like the ranch, and you, and the way you run the place. We like your fine family. We just wanted to find a place where we could relax without someone getting upset if we did have a swinging party. Evidently, we found such a place. You don't seem to think we're weird. We're just plain old ordinary people, and you treat us that way. It's obvious that Kathleen and Danny like and accept us, too."
"I don't doubt that for a minute!" Sheila exclaimed. "I, uh, that is, I spied, uh, watched all of you last night. I saw how much they accept you."
"Yeah, we knew you were there," Jody said. "We were hoping you would join us."
"You mean you knew that, and you still carried on with my family that way?"
"Oh, Sheila, dear lady!" Jody said. "No one forced them to join us, and they didn't do anything they haven't done before since each turned eighteen. Danny has a herd of willing young fillies he keeps happy, and I've been Kathleen's lover for three years. Kathleen didn't play on both sides of the street until recently, but she did it willingly. You know that sooner or later they were going to be sexually active. Why fight the inevitable?"
Sheila looked dazed. "I thought Danny had something going with Linda King, but I had no idea Kathleen.. . "
"Sheila, dear, I told you that Tony and I have been swinging several years. I'm only about four years older than Kathleen. Would you call me too young?"
"Well, no, but you seem so much older, or something."
"Kathleen's very mature and intelligent, Sheila," Jody said. "She knows what she's doing."
"Sheila, I didn't know what I was doing when I started fucking," Abby said. "I didn't really enjoy it until I met Tony. He made the difference for me. Jody made the difference for Kathleen. I think we can all make a difference for Danny." She intentionally left out Paula, and didn't say she thought Sheila could help make a difference for her offspring.
"Well, when you put it that way," Sheila said. "I guess it's just my motherly instincts coming out."
"You can't protect them from sex," Tony said. "You can guide them, but they're too grown-up for you to shelter any longer. If you've taught them well, and I think you have, they'll do okay."
Sheila finished her drink and set her glass on the table. Donna made her a fresh, much stronger one. Caught up the conversation, Sheila gulped half of it without noticing.
"Never too old to learn, I guess," she murmured. "To tell you the truth, I feel like a big load has been lifted off my shoulders. I've been so tense lately."
"You need to learn to relax, dear." Abby slid over, put her arm around Sheila, hugged her close and smiled. "When Tony told me he fucked you in the barn, I got so turned on. I wish I could have been there to watch. Maybe even help him. I still want to watch him give it to you. His cock's so big and he's so good. I think you're very uptight because you aren't getting fucked. You're not only one hell of a looker, you have an air of sexuality about you. I don't know how you've gone so long without sex. Why don't you join us? What better way to get the relief you need?"
Sheila sighed. "What happened in the barn.. . well, it just happened. You know? To do it again.. .how can you bear to see him do that with another woman? How can I do that with all of you watching?"
"Oh, so you do want him to fuck you again, don't you?" Abby said triumphantly. "Tony and I are not jealous of each other. Fucking someone else doesn't intrude on our personal relationship. That's ours only, and it's very secure. We want each other to enjoy themselves to the fullest."
"But, from what I saw last night, I'd have to do more than just fuck Tony." Sheila blurted out the words without thinking. She had never used the word fuck with anyone, not even Kenneth.
"Well, I guess so. He will probably want you to suck his cock. Maybe even suck him off, let him cum in your mouth. Have you ever done that?"
"Suck a, uh, cock? Yeah. I used to suck Kenneth's cock, but he never.. . "
"You mean you never sucked him off and let him cum in your mouth," laughed Abby.
"Yeah. What I really meant though was what I saw you doing with Kathleen and Donna. You know, how you did things to them with your mouth. Your tongue. I couldn't ever do that with a woman. How could I?"
"Just bury your mouth in her cunt and lick away," Jody laughed. "Never know how much fun it is until you try it."
"Oh!" Sheila said softly.
"If you're wondering how it's done, the best way to learn is watch and then do," Donna said. "See and try, sort of. Did Kenneth ever suck your pussy?"
"Yeah, once in a while."
"Did you like it?"
"Well, yeah, I guess so. He didn't like it too much. He never sucked me long enough for me to cum." She suddenly found it so damned easy to let herself go and speak freely without worrying about offending her husband.
A silent signal passed between Abby and Donna. They both stood and started undressing. Sheila watched as they exposed each part of their lovely bodies, her mind seething with emotion. What the hell had she gotten herself into now?
"We'll show you what we do," Abby said.
She sat back down with her bare leg touching Sheila. She scooted her ass forward on the couch and Donna knelt between her legs.
Abby's leg seemed to sear Sheila's flesh through her thin robe. She gazed openly at the two women. Abby, leaning back with her large tits jutting, her fat nipples erect. Her lean, flat belly. Her full, womanly hips and well-rounded thighs. The large patch of coal-black hair spreading unconfined over her plump mound. The prominent lips of her cunt peeked through, gorged with blood.
She looked at Donna, kneeling between Abby's lovely legs, her silver hair a striking contrast to Abby's black bush. At Donna's slightly smaller, but just as proud, tits grazing Abby's thighs as the silver-haired beauty leaned toward Abby's box. The combination of the strong drink and the salacious sight made Sheila's head swim.
Sheila watched as Donna very carefully licked and kissed Abby's upper thighs and pussy. She alternated with swipes of her broad tongue and puckered lips, leaving a trail of wetness in her wake.
"See, darling," Abby murmured. "See how she uses her tongue and lips to increase my pleasure? She doesn't go to my cunt immediately, but works up to it slowly. She draws out the pleasure, makes it last longer. The anticipation builds, makes me eager for her tongue to part my cunt lips and lick my slit.
Watch my cunt lips open slightly as I get excited. Ohhh, my pussy is getting all wet inside. See the juice on the lips? Ahhh, now her tongue is lapping up my juice. Working on the lips. Still not touching my clit. God, I'm losing my thoughts. It's good, wonderful! Her tongue is so soft, yet so demanding! Now it's on my clit! Running up and down my slit. Drinking my juice, my cunt juice. Making me mad with desire! Watch, darling, watch her bring me off. Watch her tongue work! I love it, she loves it! I.. .ooohhh, aaahhh, I'm cumming, Sheila, I'm cumming! Watch me cum, darling, watch me!"
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Donna continued to slowly lick and kiss Abby's quivering cunt, bringing her down slowly.
Tony and Jody undressed and sat on the couch, Tony by Sheila and Jody by Abby. Tony took Sheila's hand and put it on his stiffening shaft. Abby pushed Sheila's robe up to the top of her thighs and caressed the inside of her thigh as she played with Jody's cock.
Sheila gulped her drink and played with Tony's growing cock as she watched Donna's tongue wiping Abby's love box from bottom to top. She slid lower and lower on the couch. Abby's hand slid higher and higher on her thigh, closer and closer to her pussy. Donna's tongue slithered up and down Abby's slit, from hole to clit. She flattened her tongue to lick Abby's clit and slit, and pointed it when she stabbed it into her drenched hole to lap out the ever increasing supply of cunt juice.
Abby's hand covered Sheila's mound as she came. Caught up in Abby's passion, she nearly came at the same time. She held her drink in a motionless hand. The hand holding Tony's cock slid rapidly up and down his shaft in time with Donna's busy tongue.
Donna gave Abby's juicy quim a final lick and moved between Sheila's legs. She slid her hands under Sheila's ass, glued her mouth to the bushy box, and began licking and kissing. Abby took the glass from Sheila and set it aside. She opened the front of Sheila's robe, exposing her swollen tits. She clamped her mouth onto one bloated nipple and Tony began to suck the other nipple. Sheila clung to his fully erect cock and continued to jerk it rapidly.
Keyed up from watching Donna lick Abby's cunt and playing with Tony's cock, Sheila came almost immediately. Donna had barely settled in, her tongue on the excited woman's clit, before she had to hang on to keep her tongue in contact with Sheila's clit.
The moment Sheila's passion began to subside, Donna stood and pulled the dazed woman to her feet. Donna and Abby stripped her robe from her and put her on the floor on her hands and knees.
Tony knelt behind her, his pulsing phallus in his hand, aimed at her ass. Abby knelt beside Sheila, ran her finger the full length of Sheila's cunt, then spread the pouting cunt lips apart.
Tony inched closer, his cock almost touching Sheila's ass. Abby took his cock in her hand and put the crown between the swollen lips of Sheila's snatch. She moved the tip up and down slowly, teasing the slippery slit. Stopping at Sheila's clit, she rubbed the head over the sensitive button until Sheila began to climax again.
Donna dropped to the floor, rolled onto her back, and put her face directly under Sheila's. She raised her head and gave Sheila a long, deep kiss. Sheila started cumming as Abby rubbed the head of Tony's cock over her clit, and her tongue went wild in Donna's mouth.
Donna broke the kiss and wriggled further under Sheila. Sheila's dangling tits blocked her way, so she did the obvious thing. She sucked and gently nipped each nipple. Then she pushed the heavy mounds apart and moved further under the spasming body, dragging her tongue across Sheila's belly, leaving a trail of wetness as she went. She reached her goal, and her tongue lashed out at Sheila's cunt.
Through slitted, passion-fogged eyes, Sheila stared at the extravagant forest of silver-blonde hair shining up at her from Donna's crotch.
Donna's tongue hit Sheila's clit and Tony's cockhead gored her cunt simultaneously. Donna alternately licked Sheila's clit and Tony's cock as it slid in and out of the sopping hole. Tony buried his dick to the hilt and she alternated between licking his balls and Sheila's clit as he began to saw his cock in and out of her cunt.
Abby scooted around in front of Sheila. Jody got on his knees behind her and eased his cock into her cunt.
Abby looked over her shoulder and whispered, "Thank you, darling."
"My pleasure," Jody said with a big grin.
"Stick your tongue out, darling," Abby said as she put her hand behind Sheila's head and gently pushed it down to Donna's silver forest. "Find her clit with the tip of your tongue. There. That's it. Easy for a girl to find, isn't it? Put your mouth all the way down and feel those puffy lips under yours. Keep your tongue on her clit. Doesn't her cunt taste good? Just wait until you suck a cock off. That's special, too. Lick her clit now, darling. Give her the same pleasure she gave you."
Abby looked over her shoulder at Jody again. "Fuck a little faster, darling. God, I love your big cock!" She looked back at Sheila and said, "You're getting it, darling. See how her hips are moving? She-likes what you're doing. Lick faster and harder, darling. Really give her clit hell! Lick her, darling, lick her good! Make her cum for you!"
Sheila began to lick Donna's clit furiously.
Tony's cock in her grasping channel, Donna's tongue on her clit, and her own tongue on Donna's clit combined to drive her nearly crazy. Her emotions soared higher than they ever had in her life. She had never felt anything so good. Acting strictly by instinct, she dipped her tongue below Donna's clit, lapped up some of the juice seeping from the blonde's burning honey pot, then went back to her clit to work it some more.
Sheila started cumming. Roaring passion engulfed her. She came even harder. Donna's cunt muffled her screams of pleasure. She came harder still. Every nerve in her body screamed from the incredible feeling. Wave after wave of emotion wracked her body. She twitched and jerked. Electric shocks ran through her. She came so hard she thought the force would break her apart.
She felt Tony's boiling essence gush into her pussy. She shoved her ass back to get all of his joy stick in her. Her spastic sheath grabbed his pumping piston. She bucked and heaved, sucked and licked the cunt under her mouth. She exploded again, with a force that shattered her senses. She began to topple to the side, felt Tony's softening shaft slip out of her cunt, felt Donna's mouth cover her entire cunt and begin to suck out Tony's cum.
Abby cried out as Jody's cock triggered her passion and her sex gun fired. She stared at Sheila as she rocked back and forth, fucking herself on Jody's long rod, finishing off her climax.
Sheila lifted her upper leg and stared at Donna as the blonde licked her pussy clean. "God!" she whispered as she rolled onto her back.
Abby and Donna kissed her. She tasted her own cunt juice on Donna's mouth, along with traces of Tony's cum.
"Rest for a minute, dear," Donna said. "I'll get you a drink."
Her wildly exciting behavior opened the floodgate of Sheila's passion. Spurning Donna's offer of a drink, she crawled to Jody. "Don't want a drink. Don't want to rest. Just want some of this. I'll drink what's here." She looked up at Jody with misty eyes. "You don't know how long I've lusted for your cock, you handsome bastard. I'm going to suck you up, then you're going to fuck me."
She lifted Jody's limp prick, opened her mouth, and sucked it in. She hadn't sucked a cock in such a long time, she had almost forgotten how good it felt. How much she always liked to suck her husband's cock. The taste of Abby's pussy juice mingled with his cum thrilled her. She spit him out, held his organ at the base, and used her tongue to clean the tool from one end to the other.
Smacking her lips in pleasure, she again sucked the head into her mouth. Sucked and lowered her head, taking over half of the limp length into her mouth. She held the huge hunk of fuck meat deep in her mouth as she began to suck and bob her head up and down. As his cock began to thicken and grow longer, she slowly lifted her head. By the time his cock reached its full girth, she had only the bulbous head in her mouth. Even that strained her jaws. She lifted her head and looked up at her foreman.
"Now fuck me!" she said huskily as she flopped onto her back and threw her legs open.
Jody moved between Sheila's legs and slipped his wrist-sized rod into her sloppy cunt.
"Oh, God, Jody!" Sheila sighed. "Your big cock feels so fucking good! Fuck me, darling, fuck me!"
Abby hit the floor on her back by Sheila. Donna crawled over her. Abby raised her legs, putting them behind Donna's arms, raising her full cunt to Donna's diving mouth. Sheila stared at Abby's tongue in Donna's slit as Jody fucked her with robust, jarring thrusts.
"Oh, Jody, darling, I'm cumming!" Sheila squealed. "Fuck me, darling! Fuck me out of my fucking mind!"
Tongues slithered up and down slippery slits from ass to clit and a thrusting tool plunged in and out of a receptive slot. Moans, groans, sighs, grunts and whimpers blended with slurps and squishes.
The three women changed partners and fucked and sucked more in a few hours than Sheila had all her life. Or so it seemed. The men's endurance amazed her. They seemed ready to service whoever wanted it until they were all too tired to continue.
Sheila finally staggered to bed at two o'clock in the morning, her flaming desire satisfied, the fires of passion extinguished, her sex-starved body sated. Her well-fucked cunt throbbed and her tongue was tired, but she slept better than she had in years.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
A light rain was falling the next morning. Sheila's head was still fuzzy from the excesses of the night before.
"Do just the minimum chores this morning, kids," she said. "Then take the rest of the day off. Maybe you can play some parlor games with our guests after you do your chores."
The guests looked at each other and smiled. They had parlor games in mind, but probably not what Sheila meant. They enjoyed themselves with Sheila the night before, and didn't want her to cool off too much before they got her going again. They also wanted her son and daughters to join them. Watching Sheila and her family together should prove interesting. Paula gave every indication of being ready, even eager, to join them. And why not? She shouldn't miss all the fun.
Tony wondered how in the hell he and Jody could take care of so many females. Danny would do his share, but Tony didn't how long the young man could last. If they started too early, the women would have to do more to take care of each other. Well, they could always get out Abby's supply of toys.
Paula caught up with Kathleen in the barn. "Sis,l want in on the fun. I'm tired of being left out. I may not have fucked a man yet, but I'm ready. Last night, I dreamed about having a nice cock in my juicy cunt and about making it with Mom. I don't know which one I want the most. The way my mind is burning up, I bet I could do it all at once."
Danny sauntered over and added his two cents' worth. "Yeah, Kathy, isn't it about time for her to have some fun? We've got to convince Mom that she's ready. Maybe she'll be in a good mood today. I know Tony fucked her the other day, and I bet she got fucked last night, too."
"I don't bet!" Kathleen said. "I know she did. I peeked in the living room just before I went to bed. There she was on all fours, with Tony pounding her from behind and Donna's tongue in her pussy, and guess what? She was eating Donna's pussy like mad! Can you believe it? I wasn't surprised to see her getting fucked again. But when I saw her eating pussy, that was almost too much. Took all I could do to stay away. God, how I wanted to join them! I didn't dare tell our sister. She would have been in there in the middle of it in a flash."
"Oh, wow, Sis! That means she's probably ready for what I want to do. Put your smart brain to work. We've got to figure out a way for me to have her. And join in the rest of what I know is going to happen today. I saw how those three looked at each other. They're still hot to trot. It won't take them long to get her again. And you two. Think!"
"Well, why don't we try this? You get out in the rain and get wet. I'll take you in the house and tell Mom that you'll catch cold if we don't get you warm and dry right away. Then I'll get her to give you a warm bath. You get in the tub and ask her to bathe you. If we can get that far, we can probably get the rest of the way. I think she's a little hung over this morning. Not from drinking, though. She just doesn't drink that much. I think the hangover is from fucking and sucking so much."
Paula stood under the eaves of the barn, grinning like a happy idiot, getting thoroughly soaked. Her mind careened wildly with thoughts of what she would do with her mother. She motioned to Kathleen and Danny, and they ran to the house.
As they burst in the door, Kathleen called to her mother. "Mom. Will you come here, please?"
"What is it, honey? Is something wrong?"
"Oh, nothing drastic. Paula got wet while we were doing our chores and she's chilled to the bone. We've got to get her dry and warm. Will you run a warm bath for her while I get her undressed?"
Kathleen took Paula by the hand and led her to the bedroom while Sheila went to run the bath. Danny drifted into the living room to wait.
"Got to put on a good show now, so it will appear real," Kathleen whispered as she undressed her sister.
"Hurry," Paula said. "I don't want her to leave the bathroom before I get in there."
Kathleen hastened to take off the rest of Paula's wet clothes. She saw her sister's excitement. Her pert nipples were as hard as rocks. She dragged her hand over Paula's stomach as she pulled her wet pants down, and her crotch suddenly shot forward, looking for a hand.
"Damn, girl, Mom's not going to be safe with you around. Look how you're acting."
"I know," giggled Paula. "And when I'm through with her, none of you will be safe either."
Paula sauntered into the bathroom. As nonchalantly as she could manage, she stepped into the steaming water and sat down. She lay back with a very innocent look on her face.
"Mom, would you bathe me? It's been such a long time."
"Don't be foolish," Sheila replied. "You're grown up now. Way too big for me to be bathing you." She looked at Paula's ripening body. She is all grown up. Right before my eyes, she has become a beautiful young woman. And I seemed to have missed it.
"Oh, don't be such a prude, Mom. I like it when you bathe me. Please?"
With a deep sigh of resignation, Sheila knelt by the tub. She lathered the sponge with soap and began to wash her daughter. She scrubbed Paula's neck and shoulders, down her back, then started on the front of her body. Across the firm young breasts with their erect nipples.
"Mmmmmm, that's nice, Mom. Do that some more."
"Do what?" Sheila asked, staring at Paula's firm young tits and erect nipples. She saw her twitch when she rubbed the sponge over her nipple.
"Rub my tits, my nipples. Put the sponge away. Wash me with your hands."
"Paula!" Sheila breathed. Kathleen came in with three hot toddies. She handed one to Sheila and snickered. "Hey, Sis, look at your pretty little tits. Your nipples are standing out like someone has been playing with them. Been getting a little feel from Mom?"
"Yeah," Paula giggled. "Feels great. Are my tits really so little?"
"Not so little at all, you little witch, and you know it." She leaned over and pinched one of her sister's nipples.
Sheila drank half of her toddy in one gulp. The warm liquid felt like lava pouring down her gullet. "You two should be ashamed. Treating your poor old mother this way. Why, it sounds as if you want me to do funny things with my daughter."
Kathleen noticed that Sheila's eyes were foggy and glazed. So were Paula's. She could feel the sexual tension mounting between them. It was even beginning to get to her. She winked at Paula.
"Oh, Mother! There's nothing funny about bathing your daughter. Go ahead. I'll just sit here and talk to you."
Sheila shook her head in resignation. She soaped her hands liberally and stared washing Paula's tits. She rubbed the mounds lovingly, pinched the taut nipples, and pursed her lips when they got harder. She applied more soap to her hands and rubbed Paula's belly. Paula opened her legs as far as she could and turned her crotch up. Sheila hesitated and stared at her daughter's pussy.
"Better finish before the water gets cold, Mom," Kathleen said softly. "She's waiting for you to be sure she's good and clean." .
"I.. .uh, that's, uh.. .I can't.. .I don't.
"Don't be shy, Mom. You've got the same thing between your legs. You wash yours, don't you?"
"It's not the, I'm, uh, can't she.. . ? "
Kathleen knelt beside her mother, took her soapy hand and pushed it gently between Paula's legs. She held Sheila's cup to her mouth and gave her another drink of hot toddy.
"Now wash her. Be sure her pussy is nice and clean."
Paula began to moan from just the touch of her mother's hand. Her ass began to hunch gently. "Wash my pussy, Mom. Wash it good. Rubbing it will get it real clean. Please, Mom!"
Sheila still hesitated. Kathleen put her hand on top of her mother's. She pulled out Sheila's middle finger and pushed it into Paula's tight little hole.
"Wash inside, Mom. Be sure that part's clean."
The finger moved gently inside the gripping sheath. The tip wiggled around, exploring. Brought a favorable response from the owner of the sheath. Felt pleasant to the owner of the fingertip. Tight walls gently squeezed. The fingertip left the small mouth. Slithered up the hair-lined slit. Stopped at the small nodule protruding from between the puffy lips. Gently rubbed the nodule. Felt it begin to grow. Rubbed a little faster, a little harder. Lost contact momentarily as the housing of the nodule jerked and twitched. Reestablished contact and stayed in place in spite of the more frenetic movements of the housing.
"Isn't that nice, Mom?" Kathleen whispered. "See how she-likes what you're doing? Her pretty little ass is going a mile a minute. Don't you like the way her lips open so wide when you do that? She has such a pretty pussy."
Sheila was aware only of her finger in Paula's pussy and her daughter's response. She vaguely heard moans, gasps and pants coming from close by, but didn't know from whom. Blood roared in her ears as her own passion began to mount. Her hand operated on remote control, with a power of its own. She watched her hand in a detached way. The sexual fog that had enveloped her lately shrouded her mind. That had never really left her since the other morning. Somehow, she knew she had her hand in her daughter's pussy, giving her pleasure. The uncommon nature of the situation didn't quite penetrate her mind. She saw the hand, saw the pussy. They seemed so natural together, one pleasing the other. The hand began to move faster.
Kathleen opened the front of Sheila's shirt and stuck one hand inside her bra. She played with the fat nipple as she rubbed her mother's cunt through her jeans. Sheila and Paula were lost in an erogenous befuddlement, one wanting pleasure, the other wanting to give it.
Paula squealed, and began to buck and bounce as she popped her cork. Kathleen yanked her mother's tit out of her bra and teased the nipple.
"Rub her clit, Mother!" Kathleen exclaimed. "Fuck her with your finger! Make her cum! Make her cum hard!"
Paula thrashed around in the tub. Water flew in all directions. By the time she stopped cumming, Sheila and Kathleen were as wet as Paula.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Kathleen helped Sheila dry Paula. They both turned to Sheila and undressed her. Paula worked with a towel as Kathleen removed the clothes. As Kathleen bared each part of Sheila's body, Paula rubbed and rubbed with the towel. By the time Sheila was naked, her passions were bubbling and boiling like a cauldron.
Paula took full advantage of the situation. When Kathleen removed her mother's panties, Sheila reflexively opened her legs. Paula dropped the towel and ran her hands over the inside of her mother's thighs, lightly brushing her cunt several times. Her fingers played in the lush hair, combing it, gently pulling it. She felt the blood-filled lips a few times. Once or twice, her finger dipped into Sheila's steaming honey pot, slid through the wet slit and passed over her mother's clit. Sheila began to shake with emotion and passion.
Paula took her mother's hand and led her to the bedroom. Kathleen followed, shedding her clothes on the way. She, too, was naked before her mother and sister reached the bed. Paula guided her mother to the bed and sat her down.
"Paula, dear, what are you doing?" Sheila whispered. "We can't.. . "
Paula pushed Sheila onto her back, crawled over her, and cut off her objection with a feverish kiss. Sheila responded instinctively and returned her daughter's passionate kiss as Paula wriggled on top of her. Paula's dripping snatch left little wet trails on Sheila's upper thighs, sides, and belly.
Paula broke the kiss, hunched her ass up and sat on one of her mother's heaving tits. She opened the lips of her cunt and Sheila's nipple slipped inside. Holding her lower lips wide apart, she wiggled her ass, caressing her clit with her mother's nipple. She sat on Sheila's other large tit mound and caressed her clit with that nipple. She bathed both tits with her warm juice, then bent down and licked them clean.
"Oh, Paula, darling," Sheila breathed, all thought of protest silenced. Her own desires burned hotly inside her. She no longer cared who did what to her. She cared only about getting the awful hunger between her thighs satisfied, and Paula appeared well on her way to doing the job.
Sheila watched her youngest daughter as she humped and twisted, licked and kissed, covering all of her upper body. She needed sexual succor so badly lately. She had successfully suppressed her emotions for the past several years. Then Tony stuck his cock in her and they erupted like a volcano. She didn't understand everything that was happening to her, didn't comprehend the enormity of what she was doing. And didn't care. Tomorrow could take care of itself. Her mind screamed encouragement to her daughter.
Her daughter didn't need any encouragement! She finally had her lovely, sexy mother where she wanted her, and she was making the most of it. She was all over that lush body with tongue and cunt. From toes to tummy, from hips to tits, she kissed and rubbed and licked.
Her sister's wanton behavior enthralled Kathleen. The girl seemed to have gone wild with passion. As Paula goaded her mother into a carnal frenzy, she petted and caressed both of them. They didn't know she was even in the same room with them. They were lost in their own actions. Paula's active ones, and Sheila's passive ones. Passive as far as physically doing anything. Her nerves were very active.
Paula's face hovered just above her mother's opulent bush. Her tongue licked and tickled Sheila's lower belly.
"Go on, Sis," Kathleen whispered. "Lower. This is what you've wanted. Her cunt is right there. Kiss it. Put your face in it and taste her delicious juice. Take a close look at where you came from. Lick her, honey. She's so hot, she can hardly stand it. Eat her cunt, baby!"
Paula needed no further urging. Sliding down flat on her stomach between her mother's legs, she pushed her head into the splayed crotch. She rubbed her face all over the sopping crack. She looked up, across Sheila's flat belly, between her swollen tits at her face. Her own face glistened with moisture from her mother's twat. Passion wreathed Sheila's face. A smile caressed her lips. Paula sighed and plunged her mouth back to her mother's cunt.
Kathleen climbed onto the bed and straddled her mother's head. She reached into her crotch, spread her cunt lips, and lowered her hairy snatch. Sheila's tongue sliced into her slit. She sighed and settled down.
Paula licked Sheila's cunt lips, gently sucked them into her mouth, darted her tongue in and out of Sheila's weeping hole, lapped up her juice, tongued her turgid clit. She brought her mother to a shattering orgasm just as Sheila brought Kathleen off. Kathleen whined and mewed, ooohed and aaahed, her hips jerking and grinding. Sheila snuffled and snorted, slurped and sucked, her own orgasm driving her to greater efforts in making Kathleen cum.
Kathleen dismounted, leaned over and kissed her mother lovingly. Paula continued to lick Sheila's clit with great zeal.
"Oh, baby, please, let me come down," Sheila whined. "You'll wear me out. I'm not used to cumming so much. Come lie beside me and let me hold you."
Paula and Kathleen lay on opposite sides of their mother. Sheila put an arm around them and snuggled them close. Paula was terribly pleased with herself, glad she had gotten her mother going again. If they could keep her on an erotic high, there was no telling what she would be willing to do.
"Mom, I enjoyed licking your pussy," Paula said softly. "You came so good! I've wanted to do that for a long time. Would you believe I didn't even know how to cum right until the other night? I made Kathleen show me after she came in from partying with our guests. She said she would show me how to jack off, and she got so excited she came again. Even after sucking and fucking all those people! Then she jacked me off and ate my pussy. We did a 69 and she fucked me with one of Abby's vibrators while we eat each other. Boy, that was good! Anyway, that's how I knew how to eat your pussy. Can't wait to get a real cock inside me. Bet I can milk that thing dry in no time."
"Why, Paula O'Malley!" Sheila exclaimed. "You have grown up! You know, I'm glad you've never been fucked. I want to watch when you are. The first time, anyway. The way you sound and act, I'd run my legs off trying to watch every time you get fucked in the future. I wonder if anyone is going to be safe around you."
"Kathleen said the same thing," Paula chuckled. "And she just might be right! But don't worry. I'll be discriminating. I'm not going to fuck anyone who comes along. Some of the guys at school tried to get in my pants. I didn't let 'em. Guess I just wasn't ready. But I am now!"
"Talk about stating the obvious," Kathleen said dryly. "Now, what are we going to do about getting you off?"
"Well, let's see. I ate Mom's pussy and she ate yours. You and I ate each other the other night. How about if Mom eats my pussy, I'll eat yours, and you can eat her? Can we do that?"
"Sure," Kathleen said. "But we need more room. Our beds are so small, we'd be strung out so far we'd fall off. Why don't we go into the living room? There's lots of room on the floor in there, isn't there, Mom?"
"You should talk! You got there before I did." Sheila sat up and swung her feet to the floor. "Oh, I forgot about your guests. What about lunch for them?"
"Well, if we're lucky, they'll forget about food and eat us!" Paula giggled.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The guests weren't worried about lunch. At least not the kind Sheila meant. Danny told them what the girls hoped to do. That was one show they didn't want to miss. They gathered in the hall to watch the lascivious coupling of mother and daughters. They slinked away when Kathleen suggested they adjourn to the living room to continue.
They scooted into the living room and hid behind the furniture. As soon as the girls got Sheila started again, they would make their appearance. Abby, Donna, and Jody hid behind a couch. Before peeking over the back of the couch to keep tabs on Sheila, Abby glanced at Donna and caught her trying to swallow Jody's half-hard swizzle stick.
"Don't you dare suck him off!" she hissed in a harsh whisper. "He's going to need all of his cum when we join the party."
Donna lifted her head and grinned mischievously. "I'm just getting him ready," she whispered innocently.
"Bullshit! I know you, lady. You'd drink a gallon of that sticky stuff if someone could give you that much!"
"How about several somebodies? Just line 'em up! Old Donna's ready to drain 'em all. Have to do it one at a time, though, if they're as big as this one. God, it's big! Delicious, too!"
Donna's mouth made another dive for Jody's joy stick. Abby shook her head and peeked over the back of the couch.
"On the floor," Kathleen said. "Let's get the show on the road."
"You seem to know just what you're doing," Sheila said.
"Yeah," Kathleen grinned. "Donna, Abby and I did a chain the other night. Not hard to figure out anyway. Sort of like a circle jerk."
"A what?" Sheila asked.
"A circle jerk, Mom. A bunch of girls sit around in a circle and jack off. The one who cums the quickest wins. Guys do it too. You should try it sometime. It's fun."
"Not now!" Paula said. "Let's eat!"
They got on the floor and Kathleen guided them into position with her head between her mother's legs, Paula's mouth on her twat, and Sheila's tongue in Paula's twat. Sexy sounds of kissing, licking and slurping, and the aroma of raw sex filled the air. Still on an erotic high from their bedroom capers, they immediately began to soar again.
"Show time," Abby whispered.
They stole quietly from their hiding places and seated themselves around the room, their eyes glued on the three women on the floor. Danny sat in a chair and began to pull on his pud as he stared at his mother and sister. He wondered which of them he should fuck first. He couldn't decide. They were all so damned hot and horny and sexy and tantalizing! Maybe if he could husband his strength, he could fuck all three. If not, well, tomorrow was another day!
Moments after they sat down, the women began to jerk and buck and writhe. They clung to each other's buttocks and went off simultaneously. Hairy crotches muffled their moans and groans. They each came and came, rising to incredible heights, busy mouths trying to catch all of the hot, slick juice pouring from three liquified slits.
Finally, they rolled apart, their furry crotches glistening with moisture, their eyes closed, savoring their orgasmic afterglow. Paula sat up, saw the others, and grinned broadly.
"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed. "Company! Did you watch us? Did you watch me get my mother off, make her cum with my mouth?"
"We saw, dear," Abby said. "I wish I had been down there with you."
Kathleen and Sheila sat up, looked at each other, then the others. Embarrassed again, Sheila turned red all over.
"Damn, I seem to do more blushing than anything else lately."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that, dear," Donna laughed. "You were doing a lot more just a few minutes ago. I'm all hot and juicy from just watching you. I love a good daisy chain."
"They come in handy when we have more women than men," Abby said.
"like now," Sheila said. "I'll have to get used to my son being part of the group. Somehow, making it with my daughters seems a little different than having my son a part of the group. Danny, I suppose you'll want to fuck your mother."
"Only as often as I can," he laughed. "You're a damn sexy woman, Mom. Watching Tony fuck you the other day really turned me on."
"You'll have to be patient with me, son. This is all so new to me."
"And what about me?" Paula asked indignantly. "You've been fucked lots of times. I don't want to be rude, Mom, but I haven't been fucked yet. When do I get a nice cock in me?"
"Well, why not right now?" Kathleen said.
"You can choose between Tony and Danny and Jody. Do you think you can take Jody? He broke me in. Would you like to take his big cock first? Sort of keep it in the family?"
Paula looked at Jody. His big prick sticking up from his lap stirred wonderful feelings in her. "I'd love it! Tony and Danny can have me later. If my little pussy can handle Jody's size, it will handle anything! Don't you four wear them out before I get my crack at them."
"Pun intended," Kathleen said. "You mean get your crack around them, don't you?"
"Let me see if your pussy is ready," Abby said as she knelt in front of Paula.
"I'm ready, I'm ready," Paula murmured, stroking her pussy.
"She just wants to taste your pussy," Donna laughed.
"I'm ready, really," Paula insisted.
"Oh, hush and lie back," Abby chuckled, pushing Paula onto her back. "Maybe you're ready, and maybe you aren't. In any case, I'm going to taste that pretty young cunt before Jody fucks it."
Paula leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs wide apart. Abby bent over and nuzzled her face between the young woman's thighs. Her head began to bob up and down as she lapped Paula's pussy with long strokes of her tongue. Paula sighed gustily. Tremors of joy rippled through her lush young body and danced across her pretty face. She flexed her knees and spread her thighs wider.
Abby reached up and began to fondle Paula's lovely titties. When Paula began to hunch her cunt, she lifted her head and patted her mound.
"She's ready, Jody. I'll help you fuck her. You want me to help him fuck you, don't you, dear?"
"God, yes!" Paula cried, her voice trembling. "I want everybody to help, everybody to fuck me!"
"We will, honey, we will," Donna said. "We'll all fuck you before the day is done."
"Jody, bring your beautiful cock down here and let me put it in her," Abby said. "Let me help both of you fuck and cum."
"I want to help, too," Donna whispered.
Danny's head swam in a cloud of seething lust, stimulated by the sight of all these sexy, naked women. And he was going to have it all! As much as he wanted. Or could handle. So much pussy, only so much stamina.
Jody knelt between Paula's thighs, thrilled by the chance to introduce the young woman to the delights of fucking. Kathleen honored him with her cherry, and now her younger sister was going to surrender hers to him.
Donna pulled Paula's thighs a little further apart. Abby grasped his cock and guided the crown toward Paula's puffy cunt lips as Donna peeled them apart. The feel of Abby's soft hand around his cock and the sight of Donna's delicate fingers holding Paula's cunt lips open sent lances of emotion shooting through him. A fiery shock made him shudder as the swollen head of his cock slid between the hot, damp lips of the young woman's virgin pussy. Paula hissed between her teeth, dug her fingers into the carpet, and arched her crotch. Kathleen got behind Jody, grasped Paula's heels and pushed her legs up and apart.
"Don't go too fast, darling," Abby murmured, her voice trembling with sympathetic arousal. "Take it easy until she's fully open." The tips of her fingers played over Paula's stomach in feathery touches.
Donna reached between Jody's legs and began to fondle his balls. "Oh, God, watching such a big cock go in a virgin little cunt is so fucking exciting!" she whispered hotly.
"Let me loosen her up a little more, darling," Abby murmured. She began to caress Paula's cunt lips and tickle her clit. "Yeah, her cunt is getting a little looser. Give her some more cock, darling."
Jody felt Paula's tight hole relax a tad and gave her about half of his stiff prod. "God, she's tighter than Kathleen was," he grunted.
Pushing his hips forward gently, he gave her a little more of his cock.
"Mom never did figure out what happened to all of those cucumbers," Kathleen laughed.
Paula stayed propped on her elbows, watching Jody's big lance penetrate her pussy. Passion twisted her lovely features. She moaned deep in her throat as her inexperienced sheath tightened around his cock again.
Abby stuck her head between their bodies. Her long tongue flashed out and tickled Paula's prominent clit. Paula bucked and whimpered. Her hips began to swing from side to side. Her channel flooded with juice and dilated sufficiently. She suddenly bucked her ass and took Jody's cock to the hilt.
"I've got it!" Paula yelled in triumph. "I've got his whole cock in me!" She lay back and began to hunch at Jody. "Oh, God! I've got his whole fucking cock in me, and it feels fabulous!"
"Give it to her, darling," Abby whispered softly. "Fuck her gently. Don't want to hurt her. Fuck her, Jody. Fuck her sweet little virgin cunt and make her cum so hard she can't stand it."
Sheila leaned down and kissed Paula on the mouth. "My daughter is getting fucked," she crooned as she caressed Paula's tits. "My youngest daughter is finally getting a taste of
Jody's big cock." Gone were the misgivings she felt earlier. Rampant pleasure, unbridled lust, drove her reluctance and embarrassment away.
Donna's busy hands fondled Jody's balls and tickled Paula's bloated, stretched cunt lips.
Paula lay with her eyes closed, her arms spread wide, her legs locked behind Jody's back, taking all of his gorgeous cock and loving it. A dreamy smiled played around her mouth. A low moan of pleasure bubbled out of her half-open mouth.
Sheila grabbed Danny and pulled him to the floor by Paula. "I get his cock," she said. "Kathleen, sit on his face. We'll see how well my son can handle both of us together."
"He's going to get lots or practice!" Kathleen said as she straddled her brother's head and lowered her slick slit to his mouth.
"Donna, get on your hands and knees," Abby said. Tony can fuck you and I'll lie in front of you so you can lick my pussy."
"Welcome, friends, to the Sugar Bush, the swingers paradise!" Sheila laughed. "Choose your mount and enjoy your ride!"
