Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on a personal basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with candor and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important to most people, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sex practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
EAGER NAKED DAUGHTER-a frank story of one young woman, her mother and their friend, who realize their sexual honesty in achieving something they truly desire. A story with a lesson for us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Vicki moaned softly as she pushed her face over the huge prick, letting the bullet-shaped prick-tip force her jaws wide apart. The masculine flavor of the cock delighted her, and her cunt-lips were wet and slick with pussy-juice.
"Mmmmm!" the teenager purred softly, then silenced herself when she remembered there were more than fifty people in the room with her as she gave Mayor Warren Collins a hot, sensual blow-job.
She swirled her tongue against the clefted underside of his fleshy cock-head, feeling his prick throbbing hotly between her lips. A strong-tasting, salty drop of pre-cum trickled out of the mayor's piss-hole, and Vicki lapped it up greedily, shivering with passion as she knelt beneath the table in the city council meeting-room.
"And so, ladies and gentlemen," she heard Mayor Collins say to the audience, "since the votes are in favor of allowing the Lingerie Boutique to operate at the residence of Alyssa Loring, and since I can see no real reason for not allowing the zoning change, from this point forward the Lingerie Boutique can operate."
Vicki pulled up until only the piss-hole of the mayor's cock was separating her lips. She smiled, flicking her tongue against his piss-hole at the same time. From the audience she could hear moans of protest from some of the neighbor women who didn't want Vicki, her mother Alyssa, and Christine to run a sexy lingerie and negligee boutique out of their home. But she also heard the sighs of contentment from several of the husbands in the audience.
The young girl wrapped her right hand around the shaft of Mayor Collins' prick, squeezing it firmly as she nodded her beautiful face over the tip, sucking his cock-meat into her mouth until his cock-head was pushing firmly against the opening of her throat.
Knowing that there were dozens of people in the room as she sucked cock turned the teenager on more than she had thought it would. She drew a tender suction on the fiery prick that sprouted from the mayor's groin, caving her cheeks in to squeeze his fleshy, flaring cock-head as her tongue worked its oral magic on his sensitive cock-crown.
Nodding her head and shoulders slowly, Vicki bobbed over his cock, pulling up until she felt the underside of the table against her head. She rotated her face around his cock-head, salivating freely at the succulent, meaty flavor of the cock that stretched the fly of the mayor's slacks.
"And so you see," the mayor continued, trying to calm the protests of some of the neighborhood women, "it is simply a matter of democracy. Most of the people in your neighborhood, according to the votes, want to allow the Lingerie Boutique to operate out of Alyssa Loring's home, even though the area is zoned for residential and not commercial housing."
There were other protests, but they didn't really register in the teenager's mind as she sucked with increasing lust on the mayor's hard, meaty prick. She dragged her moist red lips up and down over his cock-shaft, paying special attention to the ridge that separates his cock-head from the shaft of his cock-meat, using her tongue in the most enticing ways to give Mayor Collins the maximum amount of pleasure from her blow-job.
"Mmmmmmft!" Vicki purred, trying to remember that she had to be quiet.
If anyone in the audience knew that she was beneath the table giving the mayor a blow-job, the uproar would be deafening, and she certainly wouldn't be allowed to run the boutique out of her home.
Vicki pushed her lips down the shaft of his prick, nibbling softly, her tongue getting crushed to the bottom of her mouth. She could taste pre-cum oozing more freely from the mayor's balls now, and Vicki could tell from plenty of experience that it wouldn't be long before she had sucked the handsome man into a frenzy of lust.
The thought of having the mayor's hot, sticky cum blasting against her tongue sent a shiver of pure, unbridled passion twitching through her body as she sucked and stroked simultaneously on his long, thick, pulsing prick. The horny, svelte teenager almost moaned again, but the thought of having everything she, her mother, and Christine had worked for taken away from them silenced her.
In the audience, Alyssa leaned bck in her chair. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and it wasn't because she had just been given permission to run the Lingerie Boutique out of her home-it was because beneath the mayor's table in the council's meeting room she could see her daughter's high-heeled shoe. If anyone else in the room saw it, they'd surely know immediately that someone was giving a blow-job to the mayor while he tried to calm the angry women in the room.
"Damn! See that?" Alyssa whispered to Christine.
Christine looked under the table. One shoe was visible for a second, then it disappeared under the table. Christine breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry," Christine whispered. "Your daughter knows what she's doing. She'll be fine. Just try to keep everyone's attention away from the mayor, or maybe we'll just try to clear this room as quickly as possible."
"Right," Alyssa replied.
Though Alyssa tried to be coldly objective, to do the things that Christine had instructed her to, she couldn't help thinking about what Vicki must look like kneeling under the table, her slender body all curled up as she sucked the handsome mayor's hard prick into a frenzy.
Vickie held his cock-head in her mouth, her lips circling his shaft just behind the prick-tip. She rolled her tongue in circles around the meaty, fleshy knob at the end of Mayor Collins' prick, shivering with lust, her nipples hard and tingling inside her blouse.
Sucking hungrily on his cock, Vicki brought her right hand up and down over his thick, oval-shaped shaft of cock-meat. She could feel the mayor's prick getting harder by the second, and the pre-cum was oozing more freely from his piss-hole now. As he spoke to the ladies in the audience who were still complaining about the vote, she could hear a tension in his voice that w hadn't been there earlier.
Yes, the teenager thought as she lapped a salty droplet of pre-cum from his pisshole, not much more now and you'll cum!
Bobbing her lovely face over his cock, Vicki swirled her hair around her cheeks. She closed her eyes, her cunt seething with lust and needing to get fucked. Her tongue probed the delicious, bone-hard prick's surface, sliding down his cock-shaft and rolling around his cock-head, lashing at his pisshole to lick off the pre-cum the moment it trickled out.
The mayor was saying something to the people in the room, but the words meant nothing to Vicki. All she was concerned with was the big, throbbing prick that filled her mouth, tantalizing her senses, making her quiver from head to foot. The tangy pre-cum on her taste buds increased the fury of her passion, making the lusty, kinky teenager want to fuck and suck and even have her ass-hole reamed out by a big cock.
How can I still be horny? she wondered, rotating her face around the prick.
The mayor's cock-head was pushing firmly against Vicki's tonsils. Her jaws were gaping open as wide as they possibly could.
After the night I've been through I'm still horny! she thought. That's goddamn amazing!
Chewing on the shank of Mayor Collins' prick with her lips, Vicki thought about finger-fucking her hot pussy as she sucked cock. Though it would certainly feel fantastic to have her own finger sliding in and out of her cunt, spreading her pussy-lips and working over her clit exactly the way she liked to have it done, what Vicki also realized was that she would never be able to remain silent if she did that.
Deciding that her primary responsibility was just to give the mayor the best blow-job she knew how to, Vicki turned it on full blast for him. Swanning her head and shoulders, her luscious, small tits quivering tautly inside her blouse, she whipped her lips over his cock-head and cock-shaft as her right hand moved quickly up and down over his burgeoning cock-meat.
Vicki squeezed his cock firmly in her right fist, feeling the steelish hardness of his prick. Her tongue slithered around the throbbing knob at the end of his prick, caressing his delicious cock-head, licking off the pre-cum whenever it oozed out of his piss-hole.
She felt her lips tingling, and Vicki purred very softly, wishing she could have her sizzling pussy filled with a big, hard, skewering cock so that she could pump out her girl-cum at the same time the mayor flooded her mouth with his pungent, salty eruptions of slick cum.
The girl's rich, brown eyes glazed over with lust. Her left hand scratched her thigh through her tight-fitting jeans. She would have liked to rub her pussy-it would have felt great even through her jeans-but she didn't want to lose complete consciousness of what she was doing, and why she was doing it.
Vicki whipped her head up and down, dragging her red lips to and fro over the ridge of the mayor's prick-tip. Her tongue whipped his cock-head, lashing at his hugely swollen, rubbery knob of cock-meat. Pussy-juice streamed to the girl's cunt-lips, making her panties stick to her flesh. Vicki wondered if so much pussy-juice was oozing out of her cunt that it would stain her jeans.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned soulfully, sucking and stroking with a hurried yet smooth rhythm that guaranteed the mayor could never keep his cum in his balls.
In the audience, Alyssa could see the tension and strain showing on Mayor Collins' face. She wondered how deep her own daughter was taking his cock into her mouth, wondered if, in fact, Vicki was at that very moment gulping the man's hot cum down her throat, swallowing it greedily.
My daughter is a slut, Alyssa thought without anger. She'll fuck anyone at any time, and she doesn't give a damn who knows it.
Pulling up, Vicki's head bumped against the underside of the table again. She couldn't tell how much noise it had made. Nothing really mattered to her now except feeling the handsome mayor's big, manly cock bucking and jerking between her lips as he came completely, emptying his balls of all the cum they held.
She turned her face slightly to the side, allowing his cock-head to push against the inside of her cheek, causing her face to swell out. Vicki's right hand was a blur over the steelish shaft of his prick as she pumped furiously on his red-hot cock-pole.
The grunting sound above the table preceded the eruption of cum by less than a second. Vicki still had his cock-head against the inside of her cheek when a squirting blast of thick, white, creamy cum exploded out of the mayor's overheated balls. The cum splashed against Vicki's cheek, nearly spilling out of her mouth.
Still pounding furiously on his prick-shaft, she turned her face and pushed down over his cock, taking his prick-tip to the back of her mouth, working her throat to gulp down the heady nectar of his cum.
Vicki sucked passionately, feeling his prick-tip flexing mightily as hot cum spewed in a torrent straight down her straining throat. She swallowed repeatedly, feeling his cum racing through the tube running along the underside of his cock-shaft before it gushed hotly out of the mayor's slitted piss-hole.
"Mmmmmft!" the teenager purred thirstily, pulling up so that his cock-head was against her tongue and she could taste the succulent cum-cream that gushed in a fountain out of his egg-shaped, detonating balls.
The tidal wave of cum racing through Mayor Collins' enormous cock and flooding out of his prick-tip eventually slowed to a trickle, though long after Vicki had thought it would. She felt his cock-head expand one last time and a final drop of salty, delicious cum was squeezed out onto her tongue.
"Mmmmm!" Vicki purred, swallowing several more times.
The girl's entire mouth seemed coated with a thin film of cum, delighting her, allowing her to savor the taste of his cum long after he had completely emptied his balls in her mouth. Shivering with lust, her clit sizzling with pent-up passion, she continued nursing on his softening cock, wondering how long it would be before the room emptied so that she could get out from beneath the table.
We've got our own business! Vicki thought, nibbling softly on his slowly shrinking prick. We've finally got our own business!
Filling her mouth with cock-meat, Vicki thought back to the previous evening, and how the whole crazy night had started . . .
CHAPTER TWO
"Damn, damn, damn!" Christine murmured under her breath as she finished the final stitches in a sheer, green, see-through negligee. "Unless we can run the business out of your house, Alyssa, we'll never get Lingerie Boutique off the ground. We can't afford to rent space!"
Alyssa, sitting on the sofa, was putting the last touches on a G-string she had designed. She looked up from her work, a troubled expression on her beautiful face.
"That's right," Alyssa said. "The only way we're going to make enough money with this business of making lingerie-sexy lingerie-for people is if we can work out of this house. If we can't, the overhead will kill us before we even get it off the ground."
Vicki, sitting cross-legged on the floor, was working on a black lace garter belt, carefully embroidering flowers into the fabric. She, like her mother and Christine, had a look of extreme concern on her face. "And the city council meets tomorrow night. The whole neighborhood is going to vote on whether we can work here or not. What can we possibly do to change the minds of the people around here? From all I've gathered, every woman in the neighborhood thinks we're going to start a whorehouse or something."
"That's ridiculous!" Christine shot back angrily. "They just can't stand us, that's all. And it fucking surely isn't our fault, either. We haven't done a damn thing to them, but they'll all vote against us. That much you can sure as hell count on."
Suddenly Christine's light brown eyes took on a luminous quality. Both Alyssa and her daughter Vicki leaned closer to Christine, sensing that their friend had come up with an idea. Christine was clearly the most intelligent of the three ladies, and all of them recognized this without any bitterness or envy.
Alyssa whispered: "Well, come on, Christine! Tell us!"
Christine flashed them a dazzling, knowing smile, playing out the tension in the room.
"We've been trying to convince all the women in this neighborhood to allow us the zoning change so we can run a business in a residential area, right? Well, it's just occurred to me that we've been going about this all wrong. We shouldn't be trying to convince the women, it's the men we should try for. Don't you see, it's going to be a vote, and every adult gets one. If we can get the husbands to offset the wives, we'll breeze through! No problem! Some of the women are going to vote with us, and if we play our cards right, all of the men will be on our side."
The three talked it over for an hour, sipping wine, trying to figure out what their chances of success were.
"We've only got tonight," Vicki said quietly.
"The thing comes up to a vote tomorrow at the city council meeting. How do you figure we can.. .er.. .influence so many of the neighbor men in just one evening?"
Christine rose slowly to her feet, unbuttoning her blouse at the same time.
"We've got just one night," she purred in a husky, sultry tone, "to give the men in this neighborhood an offer they can't refuse. Now I'm going to be giving it my all, and I suggest you two do the same. We haven't a snowball's chance in hell of surviving the vote unless all of us give everything we can!"
* * *
In Alyssa's bathroom, Christine pulled a brush through her hair one final time. She set the brush down, relaxing her arms at her sides to look at herself in the large mirror. Completely naked, she inspected herself, wondering if she had what it would take to change the minds of so many men.
Christine had shimmering blonde hair that came down almost to her nipples. Her hair was silky and almost straight, through it began to wave softly just below her shoulders. She had a high forehead, prominent cheekbones, slender arching eyebrows, and a narrow mouth that could give a hard cock incredible ecstasy. Her light-brown eyes were always dazzling, displaying the restless spirit that burned in her soul.
Physically, Christine stood at five-foot-seven, and her figure was flawless in proportion. Her tits were not overly large, but they were full, creamy mounds that stood out firmly from her body. Her rather small, light-brown areolas and nubby nipples were extremely sensitive, and Christine particularly enjoyed it whenever one of her many boyfriends sucked on her nipples.
"Damn, damn, damn," she muttered to herself, looking at her small, triangular cunt-bush and wondering who would be sliding his prick between her pussy-lips in the near future. "Have I got what it takes to go through with this?"
Shaking her head to send her hair flowing around her head so it streamed down the left side of her body, she stepped out of the bathroom, completely naked, hoping that Alyssa and Vicki had come to the same decision on whether or not they would make unrefusable offers to the men in the neighborhood.
In the living room, Vicki and Alyssa were arguing quietly. Christine knew enough not to get in the middle of the fight, but when she walked into the room, her glorious body completely naked, she drew the attention of her friends.
"Listen to me," Christine said quietly, sitting in an overstuffed chair, picking up the appropriate clothing she decided to do her negotiating in. "I'm twenty-seven years old, so I can make my decisions for myself. You, Vicki, are still a teenager, so I think you should do whatever your mother says. However, what both of you should realize is that we haven't got much time. It's nearly nine o'clock now, and the sun's going down. By tomorrow afternoon, we better have swayed enough people over to our side of this issue, or we're sunk. Everything we have worked for is going to get flushed right down the toilet. You've got to think about that."
Christine didn't say anything more, leaving her mother and sister to think their own thoughts and come to their own decisions. Christine knew that Vicki was dying to go on the prowl. Though the girl was quite young, there was a sizzling sort of wild, youthful vitality that oozed out of every pore in her body, a crazy burning lust that couldn't be controlled or denied. Christine could tell that Vicki was a horny teenager, the kind of girl who gloried in having attention drawn to herself, who loved nothing more than the attention of men and the stabbing, driving, ecstatic feel of a bone-hard prick piercing her body, spreading her cunt-lips or filling her hot, sucking mouth.
"Make your decisions for yourself," Christine whispered, rolling one pale-blue, silk stocking up her delicately tapered thigh. "I've got to do what I have to do. Whatever you two decide is okay with me. We'll still be friends."
Christine could feel Vicki and Alyssa watching her with disbelief written all over their faces as she got dressed slowly. First she put on the stockings, which came to about the middle of her thigh. They were made of silk, and had a darker band, about three inches wide, circling the tops of each stocking. The band was elasticized, and the hosiery needed no garter belt to hold them up.
Next Christine slipped the lace negligee over her head, squirming the sheer garment down her statuesque, perfectly proportioned body. The negligee had been hand-sewn by herself, and it was her favorite of all the night-time apparel she had made. The negligee was a lacy job, see-through and light blue, with a flowery embroidered pattern set into the fabric. It was trimmed with white lace in the deeply dipping neckline and along the bottom hem. The negligee was slitted up the far left side to the hip so that whenever the woman wearing it walked, a goodly portion of her thigh would be exposed.
Christine slipped into a pair of open-toed, high-heeled shoes and buckled the buckles around her ankles. Standing, she was tall and statuesque, her figure even more impressive with the shoes on, which made her nearly six feet tall.
"I've got work to do," Christine said, her light-brown eyes glittering with the combination of lust, fear and anticipation that was sizzling through her veins. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, if I'm lucky."
"You're going out like that?" Alyssa exclaimed incredulously, her eyes traveling up and down Christine's amazing body.
She looked at the blonde's tits. Through the negligee her pink, round areolas could easily be seen, especially the nipples, which Alyssa noticed were hard and erect.
"You can't be serious," Alyssa added.
"Alyssa," Christine replied slowly, "I'm dead serious."
Turning slowly, Christine left the room, heading for the back door of Alyssa's house, her brilliant mind spinning as she pondered what the next few hours would bring her.
* * *
When Orrin Monroe first saw Christine walking toward him in the dim light, he thought she was wearing a fashionable blue evening gown. But as she walked closer to him with her sensuously slender hips swaying in just the right way, and he saw her tits bouncing tautly inside the garment she wore, he realized that it wasn't an evening gown she wore.
When Christine stepped up to him and he saw the faint image of her cunt-bush and her brown, erect nipples standing out prominently through the see-through gauzy material of her negligee, he realized what she was wearing. His prick almost immediately started to get hard as his eyes drank in the blonde's extraordinary beauty.
"Hello, Orrin," Christine purred.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. Never before in her life had she gone out of her house dressed so inappropriately. Swallowing the dry lump of tension in her throat, she forced herself to continue.
"I just thought I would show you what kind of apparel we'll be making at the Lingerie Boutique. What do you think?"
Christine turned slowly, the negligee parting to show off her long, shapely legs, even above the tops of her light blue hose. When Orrin didn't answer, Christine decided to push the matter.
Christine took Orrin's hand and tugged him away from the overhead streetlight, into the shadows of the alley near Alyssa's home. She leaned against Orrin's garage wall, spreading her feet a little, her hands on her hips.
"I've got something important to say to you," Christine said, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked at Orrin out of the corners of her eyes, a wanton smile curling up her mouth. "But I think that all can wait until we finish more.. .pressing business."
Orrin's hot tongue pressed into Christine's tingling pussy, spreading her cunt-lips and scraping tantalizingly against her slick, fiery clit. She moaned softly with passion, her head against the garage wall, trembling from head to foot. Orrin, on his knees, was tongue-fucking her smoothly, driving his tongue as deeply into her pussy as he could get it while his hands played over the electrified flesh of her stomach and thighs.
"Mmmmmm!" Orrin groaned softly, his prick getting pinched in the leg of his slacks. As he tongue-fucked his neighbor, lapping up the succulent, feminine girl-cum that oozed out slowly, he worked to open his slacks and free his raging hard-on.
"Ohhhhh! Yes! Eat my pussy!" Christine purred with growing satisfaction, holding her sheer negligee up to expose her hot pussy, trim hips and long, lean, silk-clad legs.
The statuesque blonde shivered from head to foot as Orrin caught her tingling clit between his lips and sucked tenderly on it, flicking the tip of his tongue against the lust-hardened nub of flesh. A burning sensation sizzled through
Christine's veins as the passion grew greater in intensity in her quivering body. Her tits jiggled tautly on her chest inside the bodice of her see-through negligee.
"Yessss! Oh, that's right! That's so good," Christine purred softly, hoping she wasn't making so much noise that she drew someone's attention.
At twenty-seven, Christine suddenly felt young and daring. She hadn't fucked anyone outside in years-not since she was just a teenager, sneaking around at night with her boyfriends, trying to find some place where they could fuck comfortably, and in private.
It was exciting to her to be having her hot, turgid cunt-lips spread apart by a neighbor's probing tongue. She loved knowing that at any minute they could get caught by some nosy neighbor. It was this additional dimension of danger that heightened her pleasure, that turned her on more than if she was getting her pussy fucked by a tongue in the safety and privacy of her own bedroom.
"Mmmmmmm!" Orrin crooned, slipping a finger into her cunt as he nibbled softly, erotically on her red-hot clit.
Christine felt his finger driving smoothly into her juicy cunt at the same time Orrin inserted his stiffened tongue into her. She groaned passionately, rolling her head from side to side against the garage wall, wondering how high Orrin was going to take her before he finally jammed his big, hard, fiery prick into her cunt.
"Fu-" Christine hissed, trying to force her throat to formulate the words she begged to speak. But her throat wouldn't work. The words of praise and promise were trapped inside her as she steadily got hotter and the pussy-juice flowed more freely out of her seething, tight cunt.
Orrin pumped his right hand, stabbing his middle finger smoothly into Christine's pussy as his tongue worked over her cunt-lips and clit. His silver beard tickled the insides of her thighs while he tongue-fucked Christine. Stabbing his tongue as deeply into her cunt as he could, Orrin groaned softly, amazed that he was finally finger-fucking and tongue-fucking this beautiful blonde woman he had fantasized about for so long.
"Goddamn it, Orrin!" Christine gasped, shocked that she was actually speaking.
"You've got to fuck me! This feels wonderful! Just wonderful! But I need your cock inside me!"
Orrin practically leaped to his feet in his haste. Christine caught her first good look at his prick, which stood out proudly and a bit'threateningly from his body. She groaned her approval. Orrin was hung massively!
"Fuck me!" she gasped, no longer acting for Orrin's benefit.
Though she had initially set out to seduce him with cold logic working on her side, Christine was now being driven forward solely with the sizzling lust that so often burned like a raging inferno in her soul.
Christine reached for Orrin's massive, rigid prick, needing to feel his big, hard cock stabbing into her cunt as much as Orrin needed to feel her tight cunt-lips surrounding his cock-meat.
CHAPTER THREE
Christine held Orrin's cock in both hands. The heat of the man's throbbing prick seemed to pass through her palms, going throughout her entire body, turning her on even more. She gripped his cock like a golf club, running her hands to and fro over its extraordinary length, enjoying the hardness of the inner core of muscle and the velvety softness of the skin that sheathed his cock-meat.
"You're hung!" the blonde woman purred sultrily, shivering with passion as tremors of sheer delight passed through her.
As she stroked Orrin's cock, he brought his hands up to her tits, squeezing her luscious, full tit-mounds firmly, pressing his fingers deep into Christine's tender, sensitive tit-flesh. Hot, raging tingles came from Christine's erect nipples when Orrin pinched them firmly.
"Ohhhhh!" Christine sighed, her negligee having fallen down around her knees again now that she no longer held it. "You're so sexy, Orrin. Yeah! I've got to have your cock inside me, filling my cunt! Oh, yesssss!"
Christine reached behind her neck, beneath the satiny strands of her blonde hair, and tugged loose the knotted spaghetti straps that held the front of her negligee up. The cups, such as they were, fell away from her tits, exposing her luscious globes of pale, tantalizing tit-flesh.
"Damn!" Orrin muttered under his breath, pausing a moment to look at Christine's huge tits.
Her areolas were small and round, capped by hard nipples that stood out lustily.
"Fuck me now!" Christine whispered, leaning back against the garage wall, spreading her feet wider apart.
She pulled the see-through blue negligee up again, showing her pink-lipped cunt to Orrin. He bent his knees a little, holding his prick in his hand, guiding his enormous cock-head to the entrance of her cunt.
"Fuck me, Orrin!" Christine repeated, desperately needing to feel the motion of a cock thrusting deeply into her seething cunt, filling up her tight cunt-hole with hard, skewering cock-meat, tantalizing her clit as no tongue ever could.
Orrin guided his cock-head to the blonde's cunt-lips. The moment he felt the heat and moisture of Christine's pussy-juice against he flaring cock-head, he pushed at her. The bullet-shaped crown of his prick forced her cunt-lips to spread, her pussy accepting the driving invasion of his steelish cock-meat.
"Awwwwww!" Christine groaned, shocked at the sudden invasion of thick, throbbing cock-meat into her cunt.
Orrin pushed into the blonde, pounding her against the wall, nearly cramming all of his cock into her on the first skewering invasion. Her cunt-lips squeezed tightly around the broad shaft of his cock. Christine's clit got rubbed by the thick, lust-engorged upper surface of his prick.
"Fuck meeeee!" Christine purred, helpless against the mind-boggling lust that sizzled through her veins like electricity.
Orrin pulled back until the ridge of his prick-tip slipped out of her cunt. He placed his hands on the garage wall, on either side of Christine's head, then lunged at her again, this time wedging all of his red-hot prick into her cunt.
"Ah!" Christine gasped, feeling his cock-head driving far up into her cunt, ripping the breath from her lungs.
Her taut, trembling ass-cheeks mashed against the garage wall, her svelte, femininely proportioned body trembling as her cunt-lips kneaded and massaged his entire prick.
Christine put her hands lightly on Orrin's shoulders to help support herself. He began pumping his hips slowly, dragging his cock back and forth between her tingling cunt-lips. Whenever he pushed into her, she felt his prick-tip pushing against her womb, the shaft of his cock r oiling between her cunt-lips until all of his red-hot cock-meat was completely buried in the hot, seething recesses of her tight pussy.
"Fuck me, Orrin!" Christine purred, her soft brown eyes glassy with the tingling lust that gripped her so powerfully. "Oh, yessss! I do love the feel of your cock inside me!"
As she was knocked firmly against the garage wall with each invading thrust of cock-meat into her pussy, Christine's tits jiggled, her nipples distended and erect, standing out like pencil erasers. Her negligee had dropped down, and whenever Orrin pulled back so that only his prick-tip was still inside Christine's pussy but the rest of his cock was outside of her pussy's velvety embrace, the blue garment rubbed against the hard upper surface of his cock-meat.
"Ohhhhh!" Orrin groaned, throwing his hips a little harder than before at Christine, driving his cock full-length into her tight, juicy pussy.
He plowed into her until his balls slapped hotly against the insides of her thigh.
Christine found it difficult to remain balanced on her stiletto-heeled shoes as her cunt got fucked by Orrin's skewering, probing, invading cock. She trembled from head to foot, her luscious tits bobbing from her chest, her senses reeling under the heady assault of everything that Orrin was doing to her.
Each time the root of Orrin's prick was being surrounded by her cunt-tips and all of his cock was buried in her cunt, Christine could feel his prick-tip pulsing lustily deep inside her body. She trembled, soft murmurs of delight coming from her throat.
Opening her eyes slightly, she looked through her blackened eyelashes down the alley, wondering if anyone was watching her getting fucked, wondering if there might be someone lurking close by, remaining hidden in the shadows.
It was the thought of getting fucked by Orrin while a stranger watched her that triggered her orgasm. Suddenly, without any forewarning, Christine's statuesque body began quivering powerfully. She slumped against Orrin, placing her cheek on his shoulder as he drove his bone-hard cock-meat to the hilt into her pussy. Her tiny, throbbing clit, getting rubbed by the flat topside of Orrin's gargantuan prick, detonated, exploding out the torrent of pussy-juice Christine had trapped inside her.
"Fuck meeeeee!" the blonde woman wailed helplessly.
Orrin drove his red-hot cock into her cunt, feeling Christine's pussy contracting around his prick. He slammed into her hard and fast, shivering with passion, a low, deep rumbling sound coming from deep within his chest as he fucked her furiously, pounding her against the garage wall.
For Christine, it was like a fire was raging inside her body. Her blonde hair swirled around her lovely, aristocratic-looking face. Her tits shook and trembled from her chest, her nubby nipples aching for attention. Groaning and moaning, she was pounded against the garage, her hipbones aching from the abuse they received, her cunt-lips squeezing tightly around the shank of Orrin's invading pole of cock-meat.
"Uhl Uh! Uh!" Orrin grunted, punctuating each skewering invasion of cock-meat into the blonde's tight, seething pussy.
Christine felt like her muscles were turning to warm butter. She struggled to retain some control over her senses as her hot, slick, girl-cum streamed out of her pussy, trickling down her thighs. Each manly thrust of Orrin's cock into her overheated cunt pushed her higher and higher into ecstasy.
"Fuck meeeee! Oh! Fuck meeee!" Christine gasped, stunned that she was speaking in such a manner, not really believing the words that she heard came from her own mouth.
Orrin jerked his hips to and fro, his thighs like tree-trunks because he was straining so much. He crammed all of his turgid cock into Christine's pussy, feeling her cunt-lips practically milking the cum from his hairy, swinging balls.
"Awwwwww! Ieeeaaahhh!" Orrin howled as a burning sensation gripped him like a vise.
Hot, spurting jets of cum gushed through the long shaft of his cock, spitting out of his pisshole. Christine felt every succulent blast of cum wash into her cunt, flooding the tight cavern of her pussy. She trembled, shaking her hips slightly from side to side as she was slammed repeatedly against the garage wall.
"Fuck me, darling!" Christine purred in Orrin's ear, clutching onto his shoulders to help support herself.
It felt like lava was flowing into her cunt, not cum. Christine could feel the silver-haired, bearded man's cum erupting through his cock, gushing from his prick-tip. Each eruption of sizzling, sticky white cum made her purr and tremble with delight.
Later, when Orrin had finally drained his balls of all the cum that he had to give Christine, she kissed him hotly on the mouth, her fingernails grazing over the slick shank of his cock.
"You are a wonderful fuck!" Christine whispered as they stood huddled together in the shadows. "You really are, my darling."
Christine extricated herself from Orrin's arms. She tied the slender straps of her negligee together at the back of her neck again, then pulled the garment up to her waist to readjust her thigh-high silk stockings, which had pulled down her legs a little when she was fucked against the garage wall.
Christine was about to suggest that she give Orrin one of her special blow-jobs when they both heard the sound of approaching footsteps. As quickly as possible, whispering softly into his ear, Christine told Orrin what she needed from him-his vote to allow the Lingerie Boutique to operate out of Alyssa's home. Orrin nodded his head without a moment's hesitation.
"Quickly! Go now! I'll take care of myself, but we mustn't be seen together!"
When Orrin left, Christine bent down, kneeling without actually placing her knees on the alley, her senses alert and her eyes scanning the shadows.
Someone was out there. Christine could feel the presence of another person, even if she couldn't see anyone. Someone was out there, and Christine had to find out who it was. The footsteps had stopped and now the evening was silent. Her heart pounding in her chest, Christine tried to guess who it was out there.
Friend or foe? wondered Christine. Can I fuck my way out of this one?
CHAPTER FOUR
Christine's senses were alert, her nerve ends practically crackling with life. Never before had she felt so excited, so ready for action.
Crouching down, she melted in with the shadows, moving swiftly in the darkness, crossing the alley. Her brown eyes scanned the darkness, looking for something-anything-that wasn't quite right.
Someone's out there, her brilliant mind reasoned. And if I find out who it is before that person finds me, I'll have the advantage.
Moving slowly, like a cat on the prowl, Christine jiggled her tits tautly from her chest inside the bodice of her see-through negligee. Her shimmering blonde hair reflected what little light streamed into the alley from the streetlamp, and Christine hoped that wouldn't give her position away.
She could still feel the succulent afterglow in her pussy from Orrin's big, hard, skewering cock. He really knew how to fuck a girl, and Christine had already promised herself to fuck him again. Just as soon as the immediate problems she faced were gone, she'd spread her legs for him and beg for his cock, if necessary.
Never before had she felt quite this way. Everything about the situation excited Christine. Being outside in the see-through negligee, knowing that if anyone saw her they would get turned-on and want to fuck her, delighted her, appealed to her sense of adventure.
She saw something unusual in the shadows. Christine wasn't certain it was a man at first, but when the shadow moved, all doubts were cast from her mind.
Who? Who is it? she wondered.
The figure moved again. Whoever it was, was moving slowly toward the area Christine had just vacated, the place near the garage where she had fucked Orrin.
Finally, softly, she heard a young male voice call out: "Dad? Dad, is that you?"
It was Benjamin Moore, Orrin's son. Though he wasn't old enough to vote for Christine, Alyssa and Vicki, the lusty blonde woman couldn't help what she did next.
"No, Benjamin," Christine said, soft as a feather.
Benjamin almost leaped out of his skin. Christine remained in the shadows, choosing to control the mystery of her presence now that she knew who was searching for her.
"But you mustn't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
Benjamin's young, athletic body was stiff with fear. He stood erect, almost at attention. Christine could see him straining his eyes to see her, but the shadows were far too dark for him, and she knew it.
Slowly, tantalizingly, Christine stepped out of the shadows so that Benjamin could see her. She had always thought him to be a handsome young man and now, with his eyes roaming over her scantily clad body, she felt a tremor of lusty anticipation zip up her spine.
"Hello, Benjamin," she purred sensually. "I'm glad you came here tonight. I was hoping I would see you."
Christine was lying. Of all the men in the neighborhood she had hoped to see, Benjamin Monroe wasn't one of them. Gig, Benjamin's sister, was one of Christine's dearest friends. Never before had she seriously thought of seducing her own friend's kid brother, but the thought of it now was entirely erotic to her.
"You were?" Benjamin asked quietly, confusion showing in his tone.
"Of course I was, darling," Christine replied. She moved closer, within arms reach. "You've known all along that I've had the hots for you. Come on, you can admit it to me now."
"I. . . well.. .um.. . "
Christine reached out and lightly traced her fingertips along the growing bulge of the boy's prick. Through his slacks she could feel that he had a big cock, and that it was slowly but steadily getting longer and harder. A deep, throaty chuckle came from Christine as she curled her fingers around the shank of Benjamin's prick and squeezed his cock firmly.
"Nice. Very nice. I always suspected you'd have a big cock. Boys with big cocks really turn me on. But you knew that all along, didn't you, Benjamin?"
The boy continued to stammer, words coming from his mouth just jibberish as he stood frozen in place, his heart racing furiously in his chest while the beautiful blonde neighbor woman-wearing the sexiest nightgown he'd ever laid his eyes on-fondled his prick.
"Want to fuck me, Benjamin? Hmmmm? Want to stick this big cock into my pussy? I know you do. There's no reason for you to deny it. Just tell me what you want and I'll pleasure you like no teenager ever could. I'll show you what a real woman can do with a cock."
Christine tugged down the boy's zipper and his cock sprang through the opening of his slacks, surprising Christine. She grabbed his cock, holding it firmly but without undue force in her right fist. Moving slightly closer, she rubbed his sensitive cock-head against her crotch. The blue, lacy fabric of her negligee sent the boy's senses reeling while her hand moved slowly over the length of his cock-shaft.
"Come on, Benjamin. Don't be shy. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it."
"Not. . . not here," Benjamin said, his voice a croaking whisper. His head snapped right and left as he looked down both ways of the alley. "Someone might come."
"What's wrong? Don't you want me sucking your cock with somebody watching us?" Christine teased. "Well, all right then. If you insist on being practical, I suppose we can find someplace more private."
Christine decided that. being inside the Monroe's garage was probably the safest place. She held onto Benjamin's young, big, hard cock, tugging him along behind her. Inside the garage she found their old sedan parked.
Opening one of the rear doors, Christine sat inside, her feet on the garage floor, her face at crotch-level to the teenager.
"I want you to fuck me," Christine whispered, stroking Benjamin's prick softly, her warm breath cascading over his cock-head as she spoke. "Do you want to fuck me?"
"Hell yes!"
Christine, leaning forward, kissed the teenager's fiery, spongy cockhead. The heat of his pricktip sent a shiver twitching through her voluptuous body. Flicking her hot, moist tongue out, Christine licked tiny circles around the slit-ted piss-hole at the very tip of his cockhead.
"Mmmmmm! You've got a delicious cock," she purred, then pushed her ripe, red lips over the boy's cock-head.
"Awwwwww!" Benjamin groaned, stepping closer so that he was actually between Christine's feet as she mouthed his red-hot, bone-hard prick.
Christine nibbled and sucked on his cockhead, not taking any more than just his cock-knob between her lips. She rolled her tongue around his fleshy crown of cock-meat while her right hand rolled smoothly to and fro over the rigid, unyielding shaft of his cock. Though Benjamin definitely had a big cock, Christine couldn't help but notice that the teenager wasn't quite as well endowed in that department as his father.
Nodding, her high, round, firm tits jiggling inside her negligee, Christine dragged her soft, moist lips over the ridge of Benjamin's sensitive cock-head. She used her tongue against the clefted underside of his cock's crown, and against his piss-hole. Sucking and tonguing his prick, Christine could feel her cunt getting hot and moist once again. Even though she had gotten her seething pussy magnificently fucked by Orrin only a few minutes previous to sucking on Benjamin's prick, the hot-blooded blonde was again getting turned on, once again needing a hard, thrusting prick to fill her pussy, stretching her cunt-lips and rubbing slickly against her perpetually lusty clit.
"Mmmmmmm!" Christine purred lovingly, nodding her face over the tip of Benjamin's prick, her right hand caressing the long, oval-shaped shaft of his cock.
Standing, his young body trembling from head to foot, Benjamin crossed his forearms on the roof of the sedan. He could feel the blonde woman's slithering tongue caressing his sizzling prick, enticing his cock to grow to its full, jaw-stretching size. Pumping his hips just a little, he pushed more of his cock into the hot, sucking cavern of Christine's mouth, his balls buzzing with tension, cum churning inside them.
"Ohhhhh! Your mouth feels so good!" Benjamin groaned softly. "Soooo good!"
Christine uncorked his huge prick from her mouth. Settling into the rear seat of the sedan, she pulled her negligee up to her stomach making available her hot, moist, ready pussy to Benjamin.
"Come on, stud, fuck me!" she whispered, her legs still out of the car. "I want you fucking me hard. Don't be gentle! Just fuck me!"
Benjamin stretched out on top of Christine, his chest flattening her tits inside the sheer negligee. He hadn't even bothered to take his pants down, his prick standing out from his body, gaping through the fly of his slacks.
The two squirmed in the back seat. Christine had her left foot up on the headrest of the front seat. Her right foot was up near the rear window.
"Fuck me, stud!" she hissed in the pitch-black garage. She grabbed the boy's prick and guided it to her hungry, tingling clit. "Jam your big cock in me!"
Christine felt Benjamin's club-like prick force her cunt-lips apart at the same time he brought his mouth to hers. Though he had been hesitant to begin with, he kissed her hungrily now, thrusting his tongue between her lips, tasting her mouth as his magnificent, young cock bore relentlessly deeper into Christine's passionate pussy.
"Uh!" Christine gasped, her mouth against Benjamin's.
The harsh, jagged edge of his zipper bit into the tender flesh of her cunt-lips when he had completely buried his red-hot prick in her cunt.
Christine had asked Benjamin to fuck her hard, but she never expected him to show quite so much unbridled energy. His hips jerked up and down with machine-like speed and fury, pumping his big, steelish cock in and out of her cunt. She practically bounced in the rear seat of the sedan, her lean, sexy body quivering as Benjamin fucked her cunt as hard as he possibly could.
Christine twirled her tongue around Benjamin's as he kissed her bruisingly, mashing his lips against hers. She squirmed beneath him, feeling like she was being stabbed, shocked that even getting fucked by a boy who was clearly only interested in his own pleasure could bring her so much stimulation.
Each time Benjamin tossed his hips down to stab her with his prick, or pulled up to ready himself for another cunt-stretching thrust, his cock-shaft rubbed against her clit, spreading the ever-growing fire of lust throughout her body.
"Fuck me!" Christine whispered, wrapping her arms around Benjamin's neck, holding him close as he heaved and grunted with exertion above her.
Benjamin's trim hips rocketed up and down between Christine's wide-spread, silk-encased thighs. He grabbed her by the hips, his fingers pressing deep into her flesh briefly before his strong hands moved down to cup her tight, velvety-smooth ass-cheeks.
"Fuck me!" Christine urged, loving the feel of the teenager's strong hands on her ass-cheeks.
Benjamin pulled Christine's hips up to meet his thrust, plowing his cock harder and deeper into her pussy than before. He had his cheek against hers while he fucked her, slamming himself down into her warm, wet, willing pussy. Inside his slacks, he could feel the building pressure in his balls that forced him to realize he couldn't-as he dearly wanted to-fuck her forever.
Christine just held onto Benjamin. She didn't try to wriggle her hips around to provide any added stimulation by taking his cock into her pussy from different angles. There was no need for that. She seemed to feed off the boy's energy, taking it from him, accepting it into her own body just as she accepted his hard, thrusting, cunt-stretching prick.
"Uh! Uh! Uh" Benjamin groaned, plowing his red-hot prick between Christine's lightly fringed, pink-lipped cunt, skewering her pussy with all of his cock.
Christine's feet twitched as she rocked under the impact of Benjamin's body thrashing between her thighs, slamming into her crotch bruisingly as he plowed his cock to the hilt into her cunt. Her tits flattened against his chest, billowing out, straining against the see-through lace of her gown. She groaned softly, her clit oozing pussy-juice to her cunt-lips, lubricating the tight sheath of her pussy for Benjamin's hard-driving cock.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Christine gasped breathlessly in Benjamin's ear, loving the incredible energy he threw behind his cock, lancing his powerful, unyielding prick into her cunt until it nearly prevented her from breathing.
Benjamin was no longer capable of conscious, coherent thought as he fucked Christine. His young mind just couldn't accept the fact that such a beautiful, slightly older woman was begging him to fuck her. Huffing with the strain of such exertion, he crammed his cock into her pussy until his zipper pressed painfully hard against her fiery cunt-lips.
"Kiss me!' Benjamin gasped, his fingers gouging deep into Christine's ass-cheeks as he pulled her trim hips up to meet his downward thrust.
Christine turned her face toward Benjamin's, hungrily parting her lips to accept his probing tongue. She quivered and trembled beneath him, her body rocking under the impact of his hips against her crotch. Each time he plowed his burning prick into her cunt, the breath was ripped from her lungs.
Not even Benjamin's zipper digging into her lust-inflamed, tender cunt-lips could prevent Christine from cumming again. The slick friction of the boy's cock rubbing against her clit was giving her much greater pleasure than the zipper was giving her discomfort.
Squealing even as she sucked the boy's tongue deep into her mouth, Christine raised her trim hips up, her feet jerking against the headrest and the back of the rear seat, and came. Slick spurts of pussy-juice gushed out of her stretching cunt, trickling through the tight valley of her ass-cheeks. She could feel her own girl-cum moistening her ass-hole as her body seemingly turned inside out from the ecstasy of cumming so powerfully.
"Awwww! Awwwww!" Benjamin groaned, trying to hold his own thick, white cum in his balls for a little while longer.
All he really wanted to do was fuck his cock into Christine's pussy for a couple more strokes, to ride her out until she finished cumming. But he couldn't manage it because her cunt was squeezing his cock just the way he liked it to be done, and the heat of her pussy-juice was driving him crazy with lust. Stabbing his cock into Christine's milking pussy, Benjamin felt his eyes bulge out like a madman's as molten jets of spurting cum bolted through his long, turgid cock and splattered out of his piss-hole.
The pungent eruptions of cum gushed against Christine's womb, flooding her seething cunt. She moaned her approval, writhing blissfully beneath Benjamin as he fucked his prick into her cunt with almost demonic fury. Again and again the teenager stabbed her pussy with his red-hot cock, emphasizing each invading thrust with a gushing eruption of cum.
"Cum, baby!" Christine whispered when the kiss finally ended. "Spend yourself completely! Don't hold back! Give me everything you've got!"
Benjamin didn't need to hear those words to completely drain his balls of his cum, but it certainly excited him to know that Christine wanted to please him so thoroughly. He bore into her, slamming down between her slender thighs, jerking her hips up to meet his crotch as he mauled her taut ass-cheeks in his hands.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Benjamin sighed wearily. He slumped down on top of Christine, his chest heaving against her flattened tits as he gulped in air. "You.. .are so.. .sexy!"
Christine stroked Benjamin's hair, back and shoulders softly while his cock began getting soft inside her cunt. As her mind began to clear and she started to think about the problems she still faced that evening, she wondered who she would fuck next.
I probably shouldn't have spent my time with him, she thought with a small amount of amusement. After all, Benjamin doesn't have a vote at the city council. But he was a good fuck. Maybe someday I'll fuck him and his father at the same time.
Kissing the teenager's cheek affectionately, Christine whispered in Benjamin's ear: "You've got to go now. There are other things I have to do!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Alyssa looked at her daughter, shocked at what she saw. Vicki, her darling teenage daughter, was wearing something that looked so completely sluttish it took Alyssa's breath away. She just couldn't believe that Vicki-young Vicki!-could actually consider stepping outside wearing such a thing.
"Now, Mother, you listen to me and you listen good," Vicki began. She had a stronger will than her good-natured, carefree mother, and the hot-blooded teenager suspected that tonight was a time for getting tough with Alyssa, for laying down the law. "We've got to change the attitudes of the people in this neighborhood. Since talking hasn't done a damn bit of good with the women around here, it's time we stopped dealing with the women and started using our mouths for something other than talking with the men!"
Vicki put her hands on her hips, trying to look imposing. She was doing a fairly good job of it with her mother.
"You're going to help me and Christine change some attitudes in this neighborhood." It was a statement of face from Vicki to her mother, not a question. "And you'd damn well better hurry up because Christine's been out there for over an hour while I've been wasting my time in here with you!"
Vicki was anxious to get outside. Her young, tight pussy had been tingling with anticipation, her nipples hard and fiery, ever since Christine came up with the plan to get enough votes on their side. Now, standing in front of her mother, Vicki was dying to have her pussy stuffed with hard, invading cock-meat.
She had selected her most obscene creation, one that Vicki had designed and sewn herself. It was a tight-fitting corset, made of a leopard print material. The neckline plunged low, showing off a cock-hardening portion of the lanky teenager's succulent tits. It was cut high on the hips to show off her delicious, smooth ass-cheeks. Two straps ran down each side of the corset, holding up black silk stockings that came to the middle of her thighs. On her feet she wore Italian-made spiked-heeled shoes that put an additional five inches to her height of five-foot-five.
Glaring angrily at her darling, sweet-but-cautious mother, Vicki felt like she was ready to explode.
"You're not going to back out on us now, Mother! No way! Now I'm leaving here and I'm going to do everything in my power to help the business we all want to start."
Leaning closer, her dark brown eyes blazing angrily, she continued in a venomous whisper.
"I suggest you reach inside yourself, find whatever courage you have, and help us!"
Vicki turned away from Alyssa, her long, wavy auburn hair flowing unbound her face and shoulders, and strode angrily out the front door of their home into the night.
* * *
Vicki knew that she was a sexy girl. Enough of her male classmates had told her as much for her to know the truth. She also knew that virtually every boy in her class wanted to fuck her, and that was something that confirmed her own desirability in her mind.
Standing in front of her house, she wondered if anyone was looking at her. She looked, as she had hoped she would, sluttish, like a whore.
"I am a whore," the teenager murmured under her breath, wondering which direction to go to find a hard cock to satisfy her burning, insatiable sexual needs.
Vicki's body trembled slightly as a warm evening breeze sluffed up her hair. Slender and lanky, her physique was more like that of a model's than a fully grown woman's, but she didn't think the men minded. She certainly had had enough boys pawing her tits and fondling her pussy to know that teenagers found her sexy.
Vicki tugged up her finger less, elbow-high black lace gloves, wondering, waiting, not knowing for sure which way to go or how she was to begin her evening. The only thing that the teenager was certain of was that she was far more interested in having hard, powerful, masculine cocks stabbing into her body than she was of having men vote on her side of the issue for the Lingerie Boutique.
* * *
"Awwwww!" Sheriff Carlisle groaned, pushing more of his cock into Vicki's hotly sucking mouth. 'That's it, kid, suck my cock!"
On her knees between Sheriff Carlisle and Deputy Phelps, Vicki was having a difficult time doing everything the two uniformed officers demanded of her. Each was trying to shove his big cock into her mouth at the same time, and since her hands were locked behind her with stainless-steel handcuffs, she only had her mouth to please the men.
"Take them handcuffs off!" Sheriff Carlisle demanded.
Deputy Phelps unlocked one wrist of the handcuffs, leaving the metal contraption locked to the teenager's right wrist. She felt a certain amount of relief at having the freedom of her hands, but not too much. Vicki couldn't help but wonder why Deputy Phelps had left the handcuffs locked around one wrist.
"Mmmmmm!' she moaned, wrapping her small, gloved hand around the shank of the sheriff's long, thick, turgid cock.
Deputy Phelps moved back into his original position. With her bright, ruby red lips tightly circling the shaft of the sheriff's cock, Vicki reached blindly for the deputy's prick. He guided her hand to his prick and she began stroking him, working her hand over his red-hot cock-meat, trembling on her knees as she salivated freely around the cock that stretched and ovaled her red, sensual lips.
"Ohhhhh! That's right, little darlin', " Sheriff Carlisle murmured as Vicki nibbled down the shank of his cock until his prick-tip was pushing against her tonsils. "Take as much in as you can!"
Vicki rotated her lovely face around the man's prick, squirming on her knees. After having been unofficially arrested by the men, they had locked her in the back of the squad car, taken her to the city park, and it was here the men forced her to her knees and demanded that she give them blow-jobs.
Holding the sheriff's prick in her mouth, Vicki jerked her hand back and forth over his prick-shaft, the handcuffs rattling as they jerked about from her wrist. The touch of the cock-meat against her fingertips spread a warmth through her veins. Her black lace gloves gave the sheriff a strange stimulation as the teenager stroked his fiery, rigid, jaw-stretching prick.
"Don't forget about me," Deputy Phelps said, a touch of anger in his tone.
He pushed Vicki's hand off his cock and started stroking it himself, rubbing his prick-tip against her concave cheek as she sucked lustily on his boss' much larger prick.
Uncorking the huge cock from her mouth, Vicki turned her face toward Deputy Phelps. He jammed his cock between her lips, his prick-tip flattening her tongue to the bottom of her shoulders, flicking back and forth over her cheeks as she nodded her face over the hard cocks.
"Mmmmmm!" Vicki murmured hungrily, surprised that she was getting so turned on even though she had personally despised both men for a long, long time.
Between her slender thighs, Vicki could feel hot pussy-juice lubricating her tight, pink cunt-lips. The leopard-print corset that Vicki had made had three snaps at the crotch, keeping it closed. All it took was a gentle tug and the crotch would open up, completely exposing her hot, hungry pussy, just the way Vicki had designed it to be.
"I always knew this one was a real cock-sucker," Sheriff Carlisle said, chuckling with a cruelty that angered Vicki.
The hot-blooded teenager decided it was time to show these arrogant bastards what she could really do. Feeling the grass tickling her knees through her black silk stockings, she held a cock in each hand and mentally prepared herself.
"Watch me," Vicki purred, holding the sheriff's cockhead against her bright red lips as she spoke, tilting her head back so she could look up into his face. "I'll show you what kind of cock-sucker I really am!"
The young, lusty girl crooned softly, wondering if she really had the ability to do what she wanted. She had deep-throated plenty of cocks in the past, but none of them had matched up in length to the sheriffs cock, or had the thickness of the prick which sprouted from Deputy Phelps' groin.
Vicki's rather small, firm tits quivered on her chest, being softly caressed by the satin lining of the corset's cups. Slowly, lustily, she pushed her red lips over the sheriff's cock-head. Her jaws were forced wide apart to keep her teeth from scraping against the fat, throbbing shaft of his cock-meat.
"Mmmmmm!" Vicki purred, her cheeks squeezing in around the prick as she drew a sensual suction on his delicious, manly cock-meat.
The girl's tongue was flattened to the bottom of her mouth as she took more of his mammoth prick between her hot, moist lips. She pushed her lips down his cock-shaft, her lipstick getting rubbed off on his burning hot prick. When his cock-head was at the opening of her throat, Vicki crooned again, rotating her lovely, lust-distorted face around his cock.
"Deeper!" Sheriff Carlisle said through clenched teeth, pushing his fingers through Vicki's hair, holding her firmly for a moment before pulling her face toward his body.
The young girl felt his enormous cock-head pushing against her tonsils. For a moment his cock-head seemed too large for her to swallow, even if she wanted to. But then, to her surprise, it burst into her throat. Her shoulders heaved as she choked on his cock, but the sheriff did not let up, pulling on her auburn tresses, forcing his prick-tip to stab deeper into her throat.
Struggling to control her natural impulses, Vicki opened her jaws wide apart, literally gulping his red-hot cock-meat into her throat. Her soft, glistening lips barely touched the sheriff's prick.
"Deeper, cunt!" the sheriff hissed, his eyes glazed over with lust as he forced another inch of his sizzling hot cock into the teenager's tortured throat.
Vicki didn't care what the sheriff said about or to her. She wanted to deep-throat his enormous cock to prove something to herself, not to him. The fact that he had promised to arrest her for indecent exposure if she didn't do everything he wanted had little significance to her now as she struggled mightily to gulp the entire throbbing length of his turgid cock down her throat.
She could feel his cock-head throbbing hotly deep in her throat. Though her neck was bulging out with his massive prick-tip, Vicki still had almost half of his cock sticking out between her lips.
I've got to do it, goddamn it! Vicki thought angrily, taking her hand away from the base of the sheriff's hugely swollen, meaty cock. I'll show this son of a bitch what kind of cock-sucker I really am!
Her slender body, trembling, Vicki chewed down the pulsating shaft of the sheriff's prick. His cock-head was flexing deep in her throat, swelling her neck out as she swallowed his massive column of steelish cock-meat.
"All of it, bitch!" the sheriff hissed, pulling the teenager's face over his fiery, turgid prick.
With each passing second Vicki was convinced that she couldn't eat all of the cock-meat that jutted through the fly of the sheriff's uniform slacks. But then, to her complete astonisliment, she opened her eyes just a little and saw that she had only another couple inches of cock-meat left to swallow.
More determined than ever, even though her throat felt like it was being ripped apart by the agonizing invasion of the sheriffs prick, Vicki swallowed his prick.
"Awwwwww!" Sheriff Carlisle growled, jerking the beautiful, straining girl's hair, forcing his cock down her throat at the same time.
Vicki felt her nose scrape against the brass teeth of Sheriff Carlisle's zipper. Only then did she fully comprehend the fact that she had chewed all of his enormous prick between her lips.
"What a cock-sucker!" Deputy Phelps exclaimed, turning a little so that he had a better view of Vicki deep-throating the sheriff's colossal, throat-stretching prick.
Vicki released the deputy's cock, placing both of her hands on the thighs of Sheriff Carlisle. Just when she was about to push herself away from him to get his awesome cock out of her throat-even if it meant having him pull even harder on her hair-he released some of the pressure. She pulled her face away from his crotch, witlidrawing his steelish, agonizing cock from her throat.
She held his cock-head against the flat part of her tongue, breathing deeply through her nose as she recovered her composure. Vicki's eyes had misted over from the pain and strain of deep-throating a cock the size of Sheriff Carlisle's. But even though it had been an agonizing, painful experience to have his club-like cock reaming out her throat, Vicki's mind was spinning dizzily at knowing she was able to deep-throat him.
"Mmmmm!" she purred softly, nodding her head and shoulders just enough to whip her red lips to and fro over the ultra-sensitive ridge of the sheriff's cock-head.
"Do it again!" sighed the sheriff, watching the teenager's hot, red lips working affectionately on the head of his prick.
Vicki was able to swallow all of the sheriff's cock a second time, but when she had pulled the prick out of her throat, she knew she couldn't do it a third time. Her neck felt like it was on fire from having had to stretch so greatly to accommodate his throbbing, flexing, lust-swollen cock-head.
The young girl held his cock in both hands, rubbing her lace-gloved palms along his fiery cock-meat while her lips danced over his prick-tip.
"Hey, damn you, you're forgetting about me again!" Deputy Phelps hissed angrily, slapping Vicki lightly on the back of the head, fluffing her shimmering auburn hair around more than anything else.
Vicki pulled her ruby-red lips off the sheriffs prick. Turning, remaining on her knees, she looked up into the deputy's face. Though it was dark in the park, she could see the cruel, evil glint in Deputy Phelps' eyes. Then, in that one startling instant, Vicki realized she was going to fuck two guys at once for the first time in her life.
A shiver of fear twitched up the teenager's spine as she looked at the deputy, then the sheriff. Their faces were passive but dangerous, and deep in her soul Vicki knew that nothing she could say or do would stop these men from fucking her however they wanted to.
CHAPTER SIX
Vicki rocked slowly back and forth, pushing and pulling her lips over Deputy Phelps' red-hot cock. He was sitting down now, having gotten rid of his gunbelt, his pants down around his knees as Vicki sucked him.
Sheriff Carlisle had also gotten rid of his gunbelt. Kneeling behind the teenager, he reached between her slender thighs with his right hand, touching her cunt through the crotch of her leopard-print corset. Giving the garment a tug, he felt the snaps holding the crotch together come undone.
"Fuckin' A!" the sheriff hissed when Vicki's smooth, pale globes of ass-flesh were exposed to him.
He ran his hands over the teenager's ass and down her thighs and over her silk stockings, his prick standing out menacingly from his body, his cock-head and cock-shaft glistening from Vicki's mouth and throat.
Vicki closed her eyes. On her hands and knees, she rocked back and forth to suck on the deputy's cock. She didn't want to think about whether she could handle fucking and sucking at the same time. The thought of it was frightening, and she knew she didn't really have any say-so in the matter anyway.
"Mmmmmm!" she purred for the deputy's benefit, curling her tongue around his flaring cock-head, tantalizing his meaty, delicious prick-tip with her lips and tongue.
Sheriff Carlisle stroked his cock slowly, his other hand sliding palm-up between Vicki's thighs. When he touched her cunt-lips, the wetness of her pussy-juice was the first thing he noticed.
"This one's crazy for cock!" the sheriff chuckled.
Vicki made a soft, squealing sound, her lips surrounding the shank of Deputy Phelps' prick, when a finger was stabbed between her cunt-lips, driving far into her pussy. She swirled her tongue against the deputy's piss-hole, lapping off a pungent-tasting drop of pre-cum, trying to concentrate on giving the blow-job, but finding it difficult because Sheriff Carlisle was fingering her clit just the way she liked it to be done.
"Yeah, this little lady is really crazy for cock," the sheriff said, working his hand around, running his lingers over Vicki's cunt-lips and between them.
Shivering a little, Vicki pushed herself back, willingly impaling herself on the sheriffs stiffened finger. She felt his hand spreading over her ass-cheeks as his finger was fully inserted in her hot, juicy pussy.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned lustily, lashing at Deputy Phelps' piss-hole with the tip of her tongue, thirstily licking off the salty, delicious drop of pre-cum that had oozed through the club-like, extremely thick shaft of his bone-hard prick.
Sucking with passionate zeal, Vicki felt the sheriffs cock-head replacing his hand between her legs. The blunt thickness of his nicely rounded, reddish-hued prick-tip against her cunt-lips made her tremble and purr with anticipation. She wasn't at all certain she could take a cock as monstrously large as the sheriffs prick was into her pussy.
With her hands on the ground, Vicki tried to think of what she was doing. It had all gotten out of hand. She never thought that it was going to happen like this. When Christine had first come up with the idea of changing the attitudes of the neighborhood men, it was exciting and adventurous. But now, on her hands and knees in the park, all Vicki could think of was the two fat, hard, throbbing cocks that would soon be piercing through her defenses, forcing her cunt-lips and mouth to open wide.
Deputy Phelps had his hands in her long, luxurious mane of brilliant auburn hair, pulling on her to force her lips over the turgid shank of his powerful, unyielding cock. Vicki had to open her jaws as wide as possible to keep from unintentionally scratching the deputy's hard prick with her teeth.
"Suck it!" Deputy Phelps hissed, pulling on the teenager's hair, jerking her face over his prick until his cock-head slammed hard against her tonsils, nearly plowing down her already aching, abused throat.
Sheriff Carlisle ran his hand over his throbbing cock, sliding his rubbery, tingling prick-tip up and down over the horny teenager's slick cunt-lips. Vicki had a succulent ass, and he thought briefly of trying to wedge his gargantuan prick into her ass-hole.
Another time, the sheriff thought as he slipped the tip of his cock-head between the girl's cunt-lips. Another time I'll show her what a thrill it is to get fucked in the ass by me!
Throaty chuckles of delight came from Sheriff Carlisle's throat as he pondered what it would feel like to be driving his powerful cock to the hilt into Vicki's ass-hole, watching her writhe in agony as he fucked her hard and fast.
Dangling gold chain earrings flicked back and forth against Vicki's jaw as she rocked on her hands and knees, fighting to relax enough to just let herself enjoy the things that were being done to her. The mushroom-shaped head of the sheriffs massive cock was pushing her cunt-lips inward, but had yet to fully spread the moist petals so he could ream out her pussy.
A deep, throaty purr of pain and pleasure came from Vicki's chest as she felt the sheriff's hands grip her by her hips firmly and pull her backward against him. Her pink, moist cunt-lips were forced apart and the plum-sized prick-tip drove into her pussy.
"Awwwww!" Sheriff Carlisle groaned, feeling the young girl's cunt-lips tighten around the shank of his prick, right behind the rim of his cock-head.
He held tightly onto Vicki's hips, his eyes glassy with lust, looking down to see how her ass-cheeks had been forced apart by the enormous thickness of his colossal prick.
Vicki shivered, her nipples hard and tingling inside the bodice of her leopard-print corset. She groaned with passion, delighting in the throbbing cock rubbing against her red-hot clit. When the sheriff began fucking his cock-head back and forth between her cunt-lips, more slick, lubricating pussy-juice oozed out, making the sweet channel of her cunt easier to invade.
The sheriff pistoned his hips, sinking another inch of his prick into Vicki's cunt each time he lunged at her. Before a minute was up, he tossed his body at the teenager while pulling her back at the same time, and buried all of his sizzling, meaty prick into the tight, milking cavern of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmft!" Vicky moaned, feeling more filled with cock-meat than she had ever before in her life.
She sucked harder on the deputy's cock, caving her cheeks in around his fleshy, delicious cock-knob while her tongue did its avid, erotic dance against the piss-hole where his pre-cum was oozing out.
"Suck me, Vicki!" Deputy Phelps groaned, leaning back, his feet near her knees as she dragged and pushed her hot, moist soft lips over his burning hot, steelish column of cock-meat.
The lusty teenager gasped and moaned, her body feeling like it was being constantly jolted with low-voltage electricity as she sucked and fucked the men. Never before had she fucked a man while sucking another man's cock, and though she had initially been frightened of what would happen when she attempted to take on both horny officers at the same time, Vicki quickly decided it was like having the best of both worlds.
"Oh, yeah!" Deputy Phelps hissed through tightly clenched teeth, feeling the teenager's thrashing pink tongue gliding down the shaft of his prick.
His cock-head was pushing against the back of Vicki's mouth. Her hot, succulent lips were driving him mad with lust, and he could feel his cum simmering in his balls, getting hotter by the second.
"Keep sucking, Vicki," the deputy said in a voice barely loud enough for her to hear, "and I'll cum right down your throat! Damn fucking right I will!"
Vicki only vaguely heard what the deputy said to her. She was actually barely conscious of the fact that her mouth was completely filled with cock-meat. Each time Sheriff Carlisle threw his hips at her lusciously lean ass-cheeks and his long, thick, pulsating cock plowed full-length into her pussy, fresh, tantalizing waves of mind-boggling ecstasy rippled through the girl's body. The underside of the sheriff's immense prick rubbed against her clit with each invasion and witlidrawal, the friction smooth and slick from all the pussy-juice that had trickled from the girl's cunt.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Sheriff Carlisle groaned, throwing himself at Vicki, who was still on all fours, her slender body quivering as she was tossed from one cock onto another.
Vicki could feel the tension building inside her. Her stomach felt like it was tightening into painful knots of muscle. Her clit, red-hot and drooling out her pussy-juice, was blazing with tension as the underside of Sheriff Carlisle's turgid, thrusting prick rolled against it.
She sucked avariciously, whipping her lips over the deputy's prick, chewing down the shaft of his cock until the spongy crown of his prick pounded hard against her tonsils. Her slithering pink tongue worked around his cock-shaft and cock-head, enticing his prick to grow to its full, jaw-stretching size. She lapped up his pre-cum, which was rich and salty, the moment it drooled out of his throbbing shaft of cock-meat.
The enormous prick lancing deep into Vicki's tight pussy, spreading her cunt-lips so far apart, was shattering almost every image Vicki had of herself. She had known for some time that she was a cock-hungry wench, that she loved giving blow-jobs, especially to boys for the first time. It was always a special thrill for her to give a blow-job to a boy when he had never before known what it was like to have her lips working over his prick. She delighted looking up into a classmate's face as he huffed with exertion, pounding her body into a bed as his cock rocketed to and fro between her lips.
Vicki loved fucking boys for the first time. That was always the best one for her, the new excitement of having a cock sliding deep into her pussy, rubbing smoothly against her tingling clit. But she never thought of herself as a girl who could get turned on by two cruel, bullyish officers who demanded that she fuck and suck them.
"Eat my cock!" Deputy Phelps said, the tension of holding back his cum showing clearly in his tone as the hot-blooded teenager pushed her red lips over the crown of his cock, gulping his prick deep into her mouth.
The young girl dropped down to her elbows, forced into the position by Sheriff Carlisle, who was pounding his body against her ass-cheeks so hard it was impossible to remain on her hands and knees. Vicki grabbed the shank of the as deputy's prick, her fingerless glove dark against his pale pole of cock-meat. She flicked her tongue across his slitted piss-hole, shivering with excitement, enjoying the strong, pungent flavor of his pre-cum.
Vicki tried to keep from cumming. She didn't want to cum around the sheriff's cock. He had forced her to deep-throat his colossal prick, then made her get on her hands and knees so he could fuck her doggie-style. Vicki didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he could turn her on-but she just couldn't stop herself.
The lusty young teenager tumbled headlong into the world of ecstasy. Her cunt flexed, tightening around the undulating shaft of Sheriff Carlisle's skewering prick. Hot, oily pussy-juice sluiced out of her cunt. Her girl-cum trickled down the insides of her slender thighs until it seeped into the dark, jet-black bands of silk at the tops of her stockings.
"Mmmmmm! Ummmmm!" the teenager crooned, fighting to keep sucking on Deputy Phelps' prick as she pumped out her slick spurts of girl-cum.
Beneath her, inside the devilish hand-made corset, the girl's little, firm tits rolled back and forth, sliding against the velvet lining of the cups. Each movement of her slender, passion-electrified body brought greater pleasure to Vicki. Sucking, tossing herself back to meet the sheriff's invading, cunt-stretching thrusts of cock-meat, she was oblivious to everything but the cocks that filled her juicy pussy and hungrily sucking mouth.
Sheriff Carlisle's huge balls flopped about crazily between his legs as he fucked the teenager, cramming his hard cock into her pussy until his body collided furiously with her smooth, warm, firm ass-cheeks. He could feel Vicki's pussy-her cunt-lips and the smooth inner walls of her cunt-squeezing the full length of his prick, tantalizing his senses, making the cum ache to be released from his balls.
Vicki was still cumming, gushing out her pussy-juice, when she felt the sheriff's fingers tighten painfully as he held her hips. He tossed his hips at her ass-cheeks, plowing his massive, red-hot cock to the hilt into the tight sheath of her pussy, and spurted a thick, heated stream of cum against her womb.
"Cunt! Ieeeeeaaahhh!" the sheriff hissed, tossing his head back on his shoulders as he reamed out the teenager's tight, massaging cunt.
Sheriff Carlisle plowed his cock into Vicki's cunt hard and fast, his hips just a blur as he allowed the teenager's cunt-lips to work on the long, thick, tingling pole of his cock. His balls were tight between his thighs, slapping back and forth as Vicki's cunt milked the cum from them.
Vicki was sucking furiously on the deputy's cock. She wanted him to gush his slick, gooey streams of cum against the back of her mouth at the same time her cunt got deluged with the sheriffs cum.. .but it didn't quite work out that way. She shook her hips from side to side, taking Sheriff Carlisle's turgid, erupting prick into her hot pussy from different angles to further please his detonating cock and emptying balls. Each spurt of hot cum into her pussy sent her senses reeling, letting the girl know that she was extremely sexy.
By the time Deputy Phelps finally came, splattering his hot cum against the roof of Vicki's mouth, her own passion had been spent. Sheriff Carlisle had fucked her so thoroughly, made her clit explode so completely, that there was very little energy left in her. She swallowed the deputy's sticky, salty cum without her usual moaning and writhing with ecstasy.
"Uh! Awwwww!" the deputy groaned as the teenager worked her fist back and forth over his cockshaft, milking the cum from his balls.
A gooey stream of cum exploded from the man's massive, conical cock-head, gushing over Vicki's thrashing tongue. She swallowed the cum immediately, not even bothering to swirl the delicious cum around in her mouth with her tongue to savor its flavor.
As soon as she had finished gulping down all of Deputy Phelps' cum, Vicki rolled to the side, getting the cocks out of her cunt and mouth. She got up on her knees, placing her palms on her thighs. There was a fuzzy, hazy look in her eyes that spoke of her own satisfaction and exhaustion.
"Are you.. .satisfied now?" she said rather weakly.
The men just chuckled, neither of them even responding to her. Vicki watched as they refastened their pants and put their gunbelts back on. As the men did that, she snapped the crotch of her corset closed, enjoying the tingling afterglow of the orgasm Sheriff Carlisle had fucked her into.
"Now you stay out of trouble," the sheriff said, though the authority that had once been in his tone was definitely missing now. "And, goddamn it, get home. You know better than to be walking around like that, Vicki Loring! You look like a slut!"
"And you've treated me like one," Vicki replied, saying the words so softly the sheriff couldn't hear her.
She waited, remaining on her knees in the park, until Sheriff Carlisle and Deputy Phelps had returned to their squad car. Vicki watched them drive away before slowly getting to her feet.
Though she had been fucked into a wondering, all-consuming orgasm, Vicki knew that she couldn't just go home and dream of what had happened. There were things that had to be done, men in the neighborhood who needed convincing.. .and she was the girl to do it!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Alyssa put a final touch of lipstick to her wide, sensual mouth and breathed deeply, puffing her tits out so they strained against the lacy cups of her camisole.
"I really can't believe I'm actually going through with this," she murmured under her breath.
Alyssa had never been the type to openly show off her body, though she was blessed with an extraordinary figure that could give men a hard-on at a glance. But she couldn't deny the responsibility she had to herself, her daughter and her best friend. Christine and Vicki were counting on her to help them sway the opinion of the men in the neighborhood, and even though Alyssa personally doubted they could alter the attitudes of enough men to make the effort worthwhile, she couldn't simply turn her back on them now. Not when they had all worked so hard to get the initial outfits ready for the Lingerie Boutique.
"Can a forty-year-old woman actually do something like this?" Alyssa asked herself, tugging up a tan stocking.
She thought once again about herself, not sure that she was sexy enough to sway the opinion of the neighborhood men. What Alyssa didn't realize was that she was extremely, cock-hardeningly beautiful. Her shimmering strawberry-blonde hair swirled around her head and shoulders in satiny waves that was the envy of every woman. And though she was forty, her figure was the envy of even her own teenaged daughter. Tall, curvaceous, blessed with an ass that was so succulently rounded and delectable men dreamed at night of fucking her from behind while they actually fucked their own wife. Alyssa was gorgeous and she didn't even realize it.
Alyssa's big, firm tits billowed out away from her chest, creamy melons of feminine tit-flesh that could squeeze a cock so erotically a man couldn't help but empty his balls over her neck and tits. And her mouth, extremely wide and rather full-lipped, could satisfy a hard cock completely.
"This is never going to work," Alyssa continued, mumbling to herself as she slipped maroon bikini panties up her silk-sheathed legs. The color of her panties matched that of her low-cut camisole. "Nobody's going to want me when they could have Christine or Vicki. Nobody.. .nobody . . . "
* * *
By everyone's account, including his own, Zachery Jones just wasn't any good. He couldn't think of a single man he could call his friend. He had never really been able to hold a job for very long. A bottle of whisky was about the closest thing to love he'd ever really known. These things went through Zachery's brain after he opened the door of his house and found Alyssa Loring, his stunning neighbor, standing there with a smile on her face, wearing clothes that looked like she was ready to fuck.
Zachery tried to speak. His lips moved but no sound was produced in his throat. Nothing in his life had prepared him for something like this.
His eyes went from Alyssa's face down to the full, gorgeous globes of her tits. The dark maroon camisole had several pearl-like buttons holding the cups together. The buttons were straining to contain the curves of Alyssa's big, high, rosy-nippled tits.
"Hello, Mr. Jones," Alyssa said, instantly pleased she had chosen Zachery to see first. "I'm here to talk to you about the city council vote tomorrow."
Alyssa flashed Zachery a wide, friendly smile, showing him a dazzling display of prominent, even white teeth.
"Do you mind if I come in and talk with you a moment? I'd like to show you some of the things we'll be selling at the Lingerie Boutique."
When Alyssa walked past him, her sweet perfume drifting to his nose, her big tits bouncing softly inside the camisole, Zachery pinched himself just to make sure he wasn't dead drunk and just dreaming all this up.
Alyssa looked around Zachery's house, trying to hide her displeasure. The place was small, messy, desperately in need of a feminine touch. She had chosen Zachery, figuring that if she couldn't go through with the seduction, she could always deny anything he might say to anyone in the neighborhood. Nobody would take Zachery's word over her own.
Turning to face the man, Alyssa nodded toward the single, straight-backed wooden chair that constituted just about all the furniture in the house. Zachery sat and Alyssa felt her courage and confidence building by the second.
"As you can see by my apparel, Mr. Jones, the Lingerie Boutique will specialize in apparel other specialty shops might not carry. We make all the outfits by hand, and each one is unique. If you buy a nightie or teddy for your special woman, you can rest assured that she'll be the only woman in the world to have such an outfit."
Alyssa's words were low, husky, her green eyes glittering with slowly building passion. Though Zachery wasn't the type of man she usually found exciting, the lump in his overalls was getting to Alyssa's senses.
She stepped up to him, looking down at him, enjoying the lust in Zachery's eyes. Her hands moved slowly up her sides until she reached the pearl-like buttons of the camisole. With a couple flicks of her Angers, the buttons came undone and her big, creamy, hard-nippled tits burst into view.
"Hot fucking damn!" Zachery hissed.
Remaining seated, he reached up and grabbed the woman's tits, squeezing them hard, pinching the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
"Ohhhhhhh! I see you're a man who grabs for whatever he wants," Alyssa said honestly. "You know, I like that in a man."
Alyssa gently took Zachery's hands off her tits. Tinning around, she bent over at the waist, her ass weaving from side to side near his face.
When Zachery slipped his hands under the hem of the camisole and started to tug Alyssa's panties down her legs, she did nothing to stop him. She felt his hot, hungry gaze on her pussy and a tremble passed through her voluptuous body.
Zachery put a finger to the strawberry blonde's cunt-lips. With very little pressure the finger slipped between Alyssa's pussy-lips, into her juicy cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Alyssa purred, her hands on her thighs just above her knees.
She continued to moan softly as Zachery worked his finger back and forth in her cunt, rubbing his thumb over her tight ass-hole at the same time.
"That feels sooooo good!" she mumbled.
Alyssa didn't want to believe a man generally regarded as the town's most disreputable drunk was getting her horny for a cock. She didn't want to believe it, but she knew it was true. When Zachery carefully-with surprising gentleness, she would later recall-slipped his thumb into her ass-hole to excite her cunt and ass-hole simultaneously, Alyssa thought her knees were going to buckle from the pleasure sizzling through her veins.
"Nice.. .damn fuckin' nice!" Zachery murmured, working his thumb in and out of his neighbor's ass-hole as he finger-fucked her tight, pink-lipped pussy. "And you want to know something, Alyssa. You've always looked down your nose at me, but you'll be begging me for my cock. Yeah! You damn fuckin' right you will!"
Within ten minutes Alyssa, with her big, succulent tits hanging down, pulled at by gravity, was begging for Zachery's cock. She promised to do anything he wanted just so long as he fucked her. The whole idea of asking him to vote in favor of the Lingerie Boutique during the city council meeting had been completely forgotten.
"Okay . . . I guess you can suck my cock if you really want to," Zachery said quietly.
Nothing in his life would compare to the mind-boggling, egotistical thrills he was feeling.
Alyssa felt ashamed of herself, but she didn't give a damn. With her panties around her ankles, she spun quickly, dropped to her knees between Zachery's legs, and opened up his overalls to get to his cock.
"I've got to suck you!" Alyssa whispered, her voice hoarse with passion as she reached inside Zachery's overalls and wrapped her long, trembling fingers around the half-hard shaft of his prick. "Do it!"
Alyssa threw her face into the man's lap, opening her wide lips as much as possible. She gulped his cock-head and much of his cock-shaft into her mouth, salivating freely at the taste of his steadily growing cock.
"Mmmmmmm!" Alyssa crooned tenderly, swirling her tongue down the meaty shaft of Zachery's meaty prick.
Alyssa immediately began bobbing up and down over his prick, lashing at his. spongy, meaty cock-head with her tongue. As she sucked, she rocked back and forth, her hands behind her as she worked her maroon bikini panties over her high-heeled slippers.
"Ohhhhhhh! Such good head!" Zachery chuckled, pushing his booted feet out in front of him.
Alyssa had to move so that she knelt near his side, bending over his hips to drag her ripe, moist lips up and down over his prick. Zachery ran his hand lightly over Alyssa's head, enjoying the texture of her wavy reddish hair against his palm.
Alyssa, with her lips around the shaft of
Zachery's red-hot cock, blindly reached up with her right hand, holding her panties in her fingertips. She heard the man chuckle happily as he took the panties from her. Then, purring like a contented kitten, she grabbed his cock-shaft in her fist and started stroking on his thick, pulsating prick while she nodded her face over it.
"Mmmmmmft!" the woman slurped, curling her tongue around Zachery's cock-head, shivering with lust as her clit became hot and erect between her tingling cunt-lips.
With her left hand Alyssa cupped one tit, rubbing the edge of her thumbnail lightly over her tingling tit-tip. Her nipple sent jolts of sheer ecstasy sizzling through her veins. She squeezed her tit firmly, trembling on her knees, oblivious to the hard wooden floor beneath her as she nibbled and chewed with her lips on the cock-head and shaft of Zachery's jaw-stretching prick.
Alyssa was at a right angle to Zachery as she gave him the blow-job. Though he had a big cock that was much thicker than normal, she was able to chew easily on its magnificent cock-shaft. Her slashing, hot, moist tongue caressed his cock-meat, making it grow to its full length and thickness, causing his fiery prick to get as hard as a wooden flagpole.
"Ohhhhh! Keep going, Alyssa!" Zachery whispered.
Leaning to the side in his chair, he watched his neighbor's tits jiggle and roll firmly beneath her. The sight of Alyssa's full, succulent tits quivering as she mouthed his bone-hard prick excited him powerfully.
When Alyssa dragged her lips over the ridge of Zachery's cock-head, flicked her tongue against his piss-hole for a moment, then took her mouth completely off his prick, he started to complain. Alyssa put the tip of her finger against his lips, silencing him.
"Don't worry, Alyssa Loring isn't the kind of woman who would give you a hard-on, then walk away before you came. I would never do that to you, Zachery, despite the differences we have."
Afraid that she might have made Zachery angry by hinting that they came from entirely different worlds even though they were neighbors, Alyssa quickly grabbed the man's prick and stroked furiously on it for a moment.
The action of her small hand rolling up and down over Zachery's cock caused Alyssa's tits to roll and bounce on her chest, the cups of her camisole flopping against the sides of her creamy tits.
"How do you want me?" Alyssa asked, continuing to bring her hand up and down over Zachery's cock as she looked steadily into his eyes. "Come on, tell me how you want me."
Zachery couldn't believe his luck. He watched Alyssa's hair flouncing around her cheeks, then her hand flying up and down over his prick. Her succulent tits jiggled and quivered from her chest, her nipples hard and erect.
"I want to fuck you!" Zachery said finally. He nodded his head toward the bed pushed into the corner of the small room. "I want to fuck you on the bed!"
Alyssa replied in a sultry purr: "Perfect!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Alyssa held Zachery's cock lightly in her fingertips. Her feet were up, the backs of her calves on his broad shoulders as he remained poised above her, ready to drive his rigid, throbbing, spit-moistened prick into her cunt.
"You've got a big, hard cock," Alyssa whispered, keeping her eyes closed as she felt the heat of Zachery's prick-tip seeping through her cunt-lips. "I like that. Come on, fuck me with your big cock!"
Alyssa didn't want to look at Zachery. Every time she saw his face she was reminded of how crazy she had been acting, and how thoroughly un-like her it was to go to a neighbor's house, scantily dressed, begging for a man she hardly knew to fuck her. But none of that really mattered all that much to her now because her clit was sizzling with desire, heating up the raging fire of sheer, unbridled lust in her soul.
Slowly, watching his cock-head forcing her cunt-lips apart, Zachery pushed his prick's throbbing cock-knob into Alyssa's tight, moist pussy. When his cock-head had completely disappeared inside Alyssa's cunt, he groaned softly with pleasure and began pushing his cock inch by inch into her, slowly fucking the entire length of his cock-meat into her with one long, skewering invasion.
"Awwwwww!" Alyssa groaned lustily, rolling her head from side to side on the pillow as she felt her cunt-lips stretching around the turgid shank of Zachery's prick.
When she felt Zachery's pubic bone pressing firmly against her own and his egg-shaped, hairy balls resting in the tight crevice of her ass-cheeks, she realized she had accepted all of his cock into her sweet, juicy pussy.
"Ohhhhhh! You are one beautiful chick!" Zachery groaned softly, resting his body against Alyssa.
With her legs up on his shoulders, she was doubled up as he sat on the backs of his ankles. Zachery moved forward, placing his hands on the mattress on either side of Alyssa's head, curling her up even more.
"I always knew you were hot for my cock! Ha! Ha! Ha! Damn fuckin' right I knew! Knew it all along!"
Alyssa wished Zachery would just shut up and fuck her. She didn't want to say anything to him, or hear what he had to say about her. She knew she was a horny woman. She had known it for a long time, and though she wasn't particularly happy about it, her insatiable lust was something she had finally come to terms with. But fucking a man like Zachery Jones was something Alyssa had never-never in a thousand years-thought that she would do.
Zachery, in a push-up position, pumped his hips slowly, working his cock back and forth between Alyssa's sweetly massaging cunt-lips. He pulled his cock out of her pussy until the rim of his prick-tip slipped out, then, groaning and moaning with pleasure, he drove all of his prick into her cunt again.
"Ahhhhhh!" Alyssa sighed, keeping her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she felt her cunt-lips stretching around the huge, meaty prick that filled her pussy.
The woman's tits rolled on her chest, spread out to the sides of her body slightly, quivering with each thrust of cock-meat into her hot, juicy cunt. She moaned uncontrollably, giving herself over totally to the deliciously satisfying sensations coming from her cunt. Alyssa's shimmering, wavy hair fluffed around her face as she rolled her head. The grunting sound coming from Zachery told her how strongly he was fucking his cock into her pussy, and she tried to block the sound out of her ears.
"You really know how to fuck!" Zachery chuckled.
She hated the man for talking to her so crudely, and loved him for the things his cock was doing to her. Sighing softly, feeling her clit getting hotter with each stroke of cock-meat into her cunt, Alyssa stretched her arms out on the bed, availing herself completely to Zachery, allowing him to fuck her at whatever pace and tempo he wanted.
Zachery attacked Alyssa's cunt, jerking his hips up and down with increasing speed and fury, plowing his cock to the hilt in the tight, hot, liquid-filled recesses of her pussy. Each time he threw himself down upon her, into her, his balls slapped loudly against her ass-cheeks.
"Baby doll! Oh, yeah! You're one hot little pussy!"
Alyssa did her best to block everything Zachery had to say to her out of her mind. She didn't need him reminding her of how wanton she was acting. She didn't want to have anything tickling her conscience and making her feel guilty about her lewd, wanton behavior.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Alyssa moaned as Zachery slammed his body against the backs of her thighs, driving his red-hot cock to the hilt into her cunt.
Her clit was burning up, and even though Zachery wasn't pinching and twisting her nipples, sizzling tingles came from her tit-tips, seeping throughout her body to mingle with the wonderful sensations coming from her hard, electrified clit.
Alyssa felt like she was being impaled, her tight, itching pussy stabbed by Zachery's bone-hard prick. She was doubled up, her knees on the outsides of her tits, unable to move much as Zachery drove his burning cock to the hilt into her. Again and again he rammed his prick through the tight juncture of her cunt-lips, slamming her into the ancient, creaking mattress.
Each time Zachery fucked his cock full-length into the woman's pussy, she emitted a short, soft gasp. The energy that this foul, dirty man threw into his fucking shocked Alyssa. Though everything about him repulsed her, his cock was driving her mad with desire. The pink, throbbing clit at the top of her pussy was getting hotter with each forceful insertion of Zachery's prick into her cunt.
"Awwwww! Goddamn it, lady, you're really a hot one! Damn fuckin' right you are!" Zachery laughed cruelly, looking down at Alyssa's beautiful, passionately attractive face. "I knew all along you wanted to fuck me. Ha! Yeah, lady, I knew you had the hots for me!"
Alyssa mentally cursed Zachery for talking to her. She had been on the verge of gushing out her pussy-juice, cumming furiously around his pistoning cock. But when he spoke to her, saying those foul, untrue things, it destroyed the mood she had created in her own imagination.
He pumped his prick into her demonically, slamming his torso against the backs of her thighs. Alyssa groaned softly, rocking on the bed under the impact of Zachery's sinewy, muscular body. She could hear his big, throbbing prick sliding back and forth between her cunt-lips, and the slapping sound his cum-churning balls flopping against her ass-cheeks.
What am I doing? Alyssa asked herself, fighting to retain some control over her own emotions.
She stopped her inner struggle only a few seconds later when, once again, she felt her own orgasm fast approaching. Zachery's turgid, steelish cock kept pounding into her, bludgeoning her with its masculine thickness, burrowing a path deep into her pussy. The smooth flesh surrounding her inner core of unyielding cock-meat tantalized Alyssa's sizzling clit, pushing her constantly higher into ecstasy, toward that point where she would have no choice but to spew out her slick, rich, girl-cum.
"Awwwwww! You're a hot little whore, ain't you, Miss Alyssa? Huh?" Zachery demanded.
He tossed his hips down, driving his cock to the hilt into the strawberry blonde's sweetly massaging pussy. Turning his face to the side, Zachery kissed Alyssa's leg just above the ankle.
"Come on, you can tell me. How long did you wanna fuck me?" he said.
Alyssa again tried to block Zachery's words out of her mind, to prevent her ears from hearing the things she didn't want to think about. Zachery Jones represented everything that Alyssa did not like-slovenliness, intemperance, crudeness. But his cock, so big and hard and strong, kept driving into her cunt with relentless fury, spreading her cunt-lips far apart, rubbing smoothly against her clit to heighten her passion and pleasure.
And then it started to happen, and Alyssa's wide, red mouth opened and her pussy-juice began streaming out of her cock-filled cunt.
"Yeah! Cum, baby! Cum around my cock!" Zachery chuckled, keeping the big-titted woman doubled up with her knees on the outsides of her succulent tits, fucking her hard and fast.
Almost all of Alyssa's weight was on her shoulders, her ass up in the air, getting bludgeoned by Zachery's torso. He fucked her powerfully, stabbing his club-like cock to the hilt into the tight sheath of her pussy, forcing her to spew her girl-cum out. She shook her ass from side to side, her cunt-lips stretching around Zachery's skewering, invading column of cock-meat.
"Awwww! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Alyssa gasped as slick, hot pussy-juice streamed out of her overheated cunt.
Alyssa's luscious, womanly body jerked and spasmed beneath Zachery. He pounded her into the mattress, his arms straight beneath him, quivering with the tension and lust that twitched through his powerful body while he fucked her.
The sound of Zachery's chuckling laughter seared Alyssa's soul. It seemed like he was far, far away from her, but his cock continued to drive into her pussy with furious, long, pussy-stretching strokes. Alyssa's shimmering green eyes were glazed over and unseeing when she opened them.
Zachery's unshaven face, only inches from her own, was just a hazy image that barely registered in her mind as her red-hot clit continued to explode, sending her girl-cum streaming out of her cunt.
"Uh! Ug! Ug! Ug!" Zachery grunted, throwing even more force behind his hips as he drove his turgid, rigid prick into Alyssa's hot, erupting cunt.
He slammed down against the backs of her thighs and smoothly rounded ass-cheeks, his body quivering with lust while her pussy tightened around his strong, cunt-stretching prick.
Satiny strands of Alyssa's strawberry-blonde hair clung to her moist red lips as she rolled her head from side to side, lost in the dream world of her own making. As the pussy-juice jetted out of her clutching pussy, Alyssa fantasized that she was fucking some handsome movie star. She didn't want to believe that Zachery Jones had fucked her into such a wonderful, bone-jarring orgasm, so in her mind she pictured another man.
Alyssa was still fantasizing about the movie star when Zachery's hairy, cum-churning balls slapped against her ass-hole. The hideous, painful-sounding cry of ecstasy that was ripped from his throat came a moment later, and then her cunt started getting flooded with Zachery's cum.
Zachery's eyes bulged out, his face like that of a maniac as he bore into Alyssa, stabbing his hard, thrusting cock into her cunt, erupting a thick stream of cum each time he reached full insertion. He slammed her into his old, creaking mattress, watching Alyssa's big, pink-nippled tits shaking and quivering on her chest. Hot, lava-like rivers of cum blasted from his flexing cock-head, spurting against the moist, smooth inner walls of the woman's cunt.
"Awwwww! Awwwww!" Zachery groaned, pulling up momentarily, then throwing himself down upon Alyssa's doubled-up body, plowing all of his prick into her cunt as his balls unloaded inside her luscious, passionate body.
When he had completely emptied his balls inside Alyssa's pussy, Zachery pushed her legs off his shoulders, dropping down upon her, crushing her tits with his heaving chest. He kissed her smooth, perfumed neck and nibbled on her earlobe as his cock started getting soft inside Alyssa's pussy.
"I always knew you wanted to fuck me," Zachery said.
All Alyssa could think about was getting out of his house as quickly as possible. She needed to fuck another man to rid herself of the memory of Zachery Jones.
But Alyssa knew that she could never deny that she had loved fucking Zachery, that his cock had made her feel heavenly as it drove powerfully into her cunt, spreading her pussy-lips wide apart and rubbing against her clit until her girl-cum washed out of her pussy in waves.
CHAPTER NINE
"You can count on my support," Sheriff Carlisle said, trying to sound as calm as possible while Christine, her lovely face rolling smoothly back and forth at his crotch, hungrily sucked his big cock into her mouth.
Christine rolled her tongue against the clefted underside of his cock-head, her rich brown eyes shining lustily as she looked up into his face. Her moist, pink lips nibbled on the throbbing shaft of his cock. no
Slowly the beautiful blonde in the see-through negligee took her mouth off his cock and whispered huskily, "I knew you would see it my way."
Christine turned her face, guiding Deputy Phelps's prick to her mouth. She opened her lips wide, accepting his massive, conical prick-tip into her mouth. Once her lips were surrounding his cock-shaft just behind the rim of his cock-head, she put her tongue to work sliding down and around the meaty shank of his prick.
The stunningly attractive woman trembled with desire as she sucked and stroked the two cocks, working her small hands over the big poles of cock-meat. Beneath her knees, the grass was cool and soft, pleasing her as she chewed with her lips on Deputy Phelps's prick.
"Ohhhhhhh!" the deputy sighed.
He leaned down and smoothed a lock of shimmering blonde hair away from Christine's cheek so he could watch her sucking his prick into the moist, erotic recesses of her mouth.
Deputy Phelps and Sheriff Carlisle stood shoulder to shoulder. Both had their pants up, a cock sticking strongly out through the gaping fly. Christine, on her knees, took turns nodding over the cocks, first giving one man a blow-job, then the other.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Christine purred lustily, her hand wrapped around the base of Sheriff Carlisle's big cock.
She nibbled down the shank of his cock-meat until his prick-tip was pushing firmly against her tonsils. Holding as much of his cock in her mouth as she could, she rotated her face around his prick, shivering with passion, her big tits trembling and jiggling inside her negligee.
"I've never had a night like this in all my years on the force," Sheriff Carlisle said quietly, his tone filled with wonder as he felt a tingling sensation in his balls.
Christine had never really liked either Sheriff Carlisle or Deputy Phelps. They had a reputation for being bullies and abusing their power. But when she saw them driving in their squad car, just out of the park, she couldn't keep herself from getting their attention.
At first the men were insulting, telling Christine that she wasn't dressed appropriately. But Christine explained that the see-through negligee was appropriate for what she wanted to do-suck them both off.
The argument was short-lived. Deputy Phelps said he should arrest Christine. When Christine dropped to her knees in front of him, jerked his big cock out, and started hungrily giving him a magnificent blow-job, whatever complaints he might have had vanished from his lust-fogged brain.
Trembling with lust, Christine felt the sheriffs cock-head rub against the roof of her mouth. She pounded on the shaft of his prick, bringing her left hand over his cock-meat, feeling his fleshy cock-knob throbbing inside her hot, moist mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Christine purred, salivating freely around Sheriff Carlisle's prick.
It was difficult for Christine to remember to pay attention to both cocks. Sometimes, as she nibbled and sucked on Sheriff Carlisle's big, jaw-gaping prick, she completely forgot that her right hand was wrapped around Deputy Phelps's hard column of cock-meat.
"Ohhhhhh! This one is something else," Sheriff Carlisle whispered, watching Christine's gorgeous face flicking back and forth over his cock-head as she whipped her lips against the sensitive ridge on his cock-knob.
Christine delighted in the compliment. It was an honor to her, she decided, to be able to give such a good blow-job to a man she personally disliked. Tilting her head back on her shoulders, she felt her pink lips pull outward, and oval around his cock-head. She winked at the sheriff. Sucking firmly on his delicious prick, she caved her cheeks in around the throbbing, pulsating crown at the end of his cock, rolling her tongue in circles against the underside of his prick-tip.
The twenty-seven-year-old blonde with the high, firm, hard-nippled tits shivered, chewing down the massive shaft of Sheriff Carlisle's prick. She could feel warm pussy-juice oozing to the pink petals of her cunt, lubricating her, getting her ready to get fucked once again. Though it had been fantastic to fuck Orrin and his son earlier in the evening, the masculine, meaty flavor of the cocks she now passionately sucked was getting to her senses, making her horny.
Christine felt Deputy Phelps moving, but she did nothing to hinder his movements, even though she held his cock in her right hand.
He stepped closer to her, his prick nearly touching her shoulder. Christine released his cock, sliding her arm between his legs. She placed her palm against his ass-cheeks, squeezing his ass through his slacks as he started stroking his own cock, rubbing his spongy, hot prick-tip against her cheek and neck while she gave Sheriff Carlisle the best blow-job she knew how.
"What the hell are you doing, Deputy?" the sheriff mumbled, pushing his hips forward to drive his cock into Christine's hot mouth, striking the blonde's tonsils with his prick-tip.
Christine's blood turned to ice in her veins when she heard Deputy Phelps chuckle softly and say, "I'm going to cum on her face."
Christine had never allowed a man to do that to her before. Closing her eyes, swirling her tongue around the cock that filled her mouth so completely, she tried to forget about what the deputy had said. He would do to her whatever he wanted to. Christine was certain of that. Her only hope, she figured, was to enjoy herself with Sheriff Carlisle's big cock, giving him a blow-job that would please both of them while trying to ignore Deputy Phelps as much as possible.
Christine stroked her left hand over his cock-head, then gulped his fleshy cock-knob deep into her mouth. Sheriff Carlisle's thighs were flexed into steelish knots of muscle, and she could tell that he was really getting turned on by what her lips, tongue and hand were doing to him. Sliding her right hand out from between the deputy's thighs, Christine pulled her negligee up a little and touched her fingertips to the petals of her hot pussy.
"Mmmmmmmmmmft!" she slurped.
At the first touch of her fingers to her pussy, Christine knew that she could finger-fuck herself into a powerful orgasm. Her cunt was hot and juicy, her pussy-lips slightly swollen with the lust that sizzled through her curvaceous body. She slipped the middle finger of her right hand into her pussy, between her tight cunt-lips, and moaned again, chewing more firmly on the sheriff's cock which stuffed her hotly sucking mouth.
Deputy Phelps stroked his cock slowly. He watched a white, glistening drop of pre-cum ooze out of his piss-hole. Chuckling softly, he touched his prick-tip to Christine's concave cheek, wiping the pre-cum off onto her face.
Christine moaned softly, feeling the sticky pre-cum on her flesh. Her right hand moved slowly back and forth between her thighs, sliding a finger deep into her cunt.
Let him cum on my face! I don't care! Christine thought as she rubbed the tip of her finger over her clit. She drew a harder suction on the prick-tip of Sheriff Carlisle's turgid cock, squeezing her cheeks in tightly around his meaty, delicious cock-knob.
The smell of cum drifted to Christine's nostrils, tantalizing her. She stroked the sheriff's enormous cock a little faster than before, thirsting to gulp down his slick, salty cum, wanting to feel his prick-tip throbbing and bucking against her tongue. She loved knowing that she could suck a man's prick until he had no choice but to blast out his pungent cum in a torrent. It let Christine know that she was young and sexy and erotic.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Christine moaned, turning her face a little to let his cock-head push against her cheek.
Deputy Phelps groaned softly, stroking his club-like prick with a little more energy. He used his free hand to reach down and grab Christine's succulent tit. Through the sheer lace of her negligee, he found her nipple hard and erect.
He pinched her nipples firmly, but without undue force, and Christine purred soulfully in response.
"That's my girl," Sheriff Carlisle chuckled, listening to the blonde woman moaning lustily as she dragged her massaging, moist lips back and forth over his prick.
Christine took her finger out of her pussy. Quickly, she grabbed her hair and threw it over her shoulder, making available the side of her face to the deputy's cock-head. If he was going to cum-and she damn sure knew he was going to-she didn't want him spurting his pungent cum-load in her pale blonde tresses.
As soon as her golden hair was out of harm's way, Christine resumed finger-fucking her juicy pussy. She rubbed her finger against her clit gently, touching herself exactly the way she liked, giving herself the most amount of pleasure possible from a single finger. It wasn't the same as having a man's bone-hard prick slicing furiously between her cunt-lips, driving into her body until her senses were ripped apart with mind-blowing ecstasy, but it was certainly sensual enough to make Christine's girl-cum spew out of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she crooned lustily, feeling the head of the deputy's prick touching her temple as she chewed the shank of Sheriff Carlisle's cock with her lips.
Christine opened her jaws as much as possible, sliding her tongue down the underside of the prick-shaft. Her pink tongue slipped out between her lips. The taste of his cock, she noticed, had a faint flavor to it that she couldn't really define. At least, not at first.
Damn! That's pussy-juice I tasted on Sheriff Carlisle's cock! the hotly sucking blonde suddenly realized.
The discovery that Sheriff Carlisle had fucked another woman not long ago thrilled Christine's senses and tickled her curiosity. Who had he fucked? Vicki? Alyssa? The questions danced around in her head as she sucked passionately on his big, throbbing cock, dragging her lips back and forth over his massive prick-tip.
"Mrnmnunmmm!" Christine moaned lustily, flicking her tongue against the sheriffs piss-hole to lick off salty pre-cum.
As she tasted pre-cum on her tongue, more of the same fluid was being rubbed off Deputy Phelps's piss-hole onto her cheekbone.
Deputy Phelps slipped his free hand under Christine's hair. He found the knotted spaghetti straps at the back of her neck. Giving one end a little tug, he unknotted the straps. The front of Christine's negligee fell away from her tits, exposing her perfectly shaped globes of feminine tit-flesh.
"Mmmmmft!" Christine slurped, shaking her shoulders intentionally to send her succulent tits in motion.
Even though the deputy wasn't fondling her nipples any longer, the hot, itching sensations that were coming from her tit-tips was adding to her pleasure.
Christine tried to slow herself down, to measure her forward and backward movements. But the sizzling lust that passed through her urged her on, forced her to give the sheriff a smooth, slick, hot blow-job. She didn't want to gulp his cum down too quickly. There was no need for her to hurry. But she was finger-fucking herself blissfully, working her tingling clit and itching cunt-lips precisely the way she liked it to be done to draw the most amount of satisfaction and stimulation.
"Ohhhh! That's right, Christine, suck my cock!" Sheriff Carlisle hissed through clenched teeth.
He was fighting harder than ever to hold the cum in his balls. Watching Christine's beautiful face and small, grasping hand working on his cock was nearly as exciting to him as feeling her giving him the hand-job and blow-job.
"Ain't she something else?" Deputy Phelps said, trying to sound more nonchalant than he really felt.
He, too, was watching Christine give the sensual blow-job, though he was running his own hand over the throbbing column of cock-meat that jutted out of the slacks of his uniform.
The deputy rubbed the fiery head of his prick against Christine's ear and temple, rubbing a small drop of pre-cum onto her flesh. Between his thighs, his balls were throbbing almost painfully with the need to detonate their load of hot, gooey cum.
Christine raised her ass-cheeks off the backs of her heels so that when she pushed her lips over the sheriff's cock, she actually bobbed down on his meaty, delicious-tasting prick. Her tits trembled on her chest, firm tits that jiggled tautly with each move she made. She tried to move away from Deputy Phelps slightly, to free herself from the head of his cock which never seemed to leave her face, but he moved right along with her.
"Mmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!" Christine moaned, finger-fucking her tight, itching cunt faster, shivering on her knees as the tension in the pit of her stomach grew steadily stronger.
Her honey-blonde hair, coming down almost to her shoulder blades, flicked over her cheek, some of the golden mane streaming down her back.
"Awwwww! You . . . you're going to . . . make.. . "
The words coming from Sheriff Carlisle, though he couldn't finish the sentence, told Christine everything she needed to know. She sucked harder on his prick, hot slurping sounds coming from her mouth as she whipped her lips over his cock-head until it slammed powerfully against the opening of her throat.
Deputy Phelps, mashing his cock-head against Christine's smooth, silky shoulder, fisted his prick faster. His ham-like fist was just a blur on the enormously swollen, club-like shaft of his cock. Between watching Christine's stunning face as she gave the blow-job and his own hand, Deputy Phelps was almost out of his mind with lust. He just couldn't take it any longer!
The order of events, Christine would later recall, were indistinct in her own mind, even though she was the central character in all that happened. As near as Christine could tell, she was the first one to cum.
"Ieeeahhhh!" Sheriff Carlisle howled.
Christine felt her stomach tighten up at the same time she heard the sheriff hiss with lust. Afraid that she might accidentally scratch his enormous prick with her teeth while she came, Christine tossed her head back, dragging her lips over his cock-shaft and off his cock-head.
Sheriff Carlisle, his eyes bulging furiously, batted Christine's hand off his prick. Wrapping his own hand around his red-hot shank of cock-meat, he began stroking himself with long, harsh moves, holding his prick-tip on her chin just beneath her open mouth.
Pussy-juice streamed out of Christine's cunt, trickling into her palm and between her fingers. She had her eyes closed as she came, finger-fucking herself with short, rapid strokes. While girl-cum splashed out of her cunt, a gooey stream of white cum jetted from the sheriff's cock-head. The cum splashed up her face, hitting her on the underside of the nose, some of the salty cum washing into her mouth. More cum reached all the way up to Christine's forehead, sticking wetly to her smooth skin.
And after that, Christine wasn't certain who's cum was hitting her. A pungent blast of cum hit her on the side of the face, the cum trickling down to her jawbone, then along her smooth, arching neck. She felt cum gushing in a torrent over her face, leaving a white line from one cheekbone, over the bridge of her nose, to the other cheekbone. Cum splattered into her gaping mouth and over her moist red lips. A blast struck her in the ear, and she felt a trickle of cum run down her neck and shoulder.
"Cunt! Goddamn cunt!" Sheriff Carlisle hissed, the sound corning out like he was in great agony instead of experiencing one of the most erotic things he'd ever done in his life.
Holding the underside of his cock-head against Christine's chin, Sheriff Carlisle pounded on the shaft of his prick and watched a heady stream of cum jet out of his piss-hole and hit the beautiful blonde on the side of the nose, with some of the cum shooting further upward to trickle into her tightly closed eye, sticking to her eyelid.
Christine was fairly certain it was the deputy who shot a stream of cum across her face that clung to her flesh, sticking to her eyebrows, eyelids and eyelashes. She knew, even through the fog of cumming on her own invading finger, that she couldn't open her eyes.
"Awwwww! Fuckin' good!" Deputy Phelps groaned, squeezing his cock hard, working his fist from the root up to the cock-head. He squeezed a final thick, white drop of cum off onto Christine's shoulder, then stepped away from her.
The deluge, the floodtide of cum, had finally stopped. Christine, with her negligee pushed up around her stomach and a finger still between her cunt-lips, dropped her head down until her chin nearly touched her chest. She could feel hot cum everywhere on her face, sticking to her eyelashes, trickling down her cheeks. A thick stream of cum dangled momentarily from her chin, then dropped onto the smooth upper swell of her tit, running between her glorious mounds of tit-flesh.
"Leave now," she whispered without raising her face to them or opening her eyes. "I'd like to be alone now."
"Yeah. Sure."
Christine waited until she heard the squad car drive away before allowing herself to smile. She ran her tongue around her generous, sensuous mouth, licking the cum from her lips.
The strangest thing of all, what shocked Christine the most, was that she had loved the feel of having her face splattered with cum while she finger-fucked herself into an orgasm. She couldn't explain why this was so. Never before had she allowed anyone to do that to her . . . but she loved it, and she wanted it to happen again.
CHAPTER TEN
"Man, this is incredible!" Benjamin Monroe exclaimed as Vicki toyed with the head of his cock, scratching it lightly with her long, brilliantly red-painted fingernails.
"You like what you see?" Vicki cooed, looking at her neighbor.
Benjamin went to school with Vicki, and though she had often wondered what it would be like to fuck him, she'd never actually seduced him.
"That's real good 'cause I sure like what I see," she added.
Orrin, standing in a corner of his son's bedroom, shook his head in disbelief. First there was Christine fucking him and his son outside in the alley, near the garage. Now Vicki, dressed in the hottest thing he'd ever laid his eyes on, was making no bones about the fact that she wanted to fuck both of them.
"Hey, does your mother know what you're doing?" Orrin asked quietly, his cock slowly getting hard inside his pants as his eyes roamed up and down the teenager's trim, sexy body.
The lusty teenager leveled her dark eyes on Orrin, a throaty purr coming from her.
"She's out right now," Vicki said quietly.
She reached between her legs and unsnapped the crotch of her leopard-print corset, exposing her small, curly patch of cunt-hair. Leaning forward slightly, she ran the tips of her fingers over her hips and down her thighs to her stocking tops. She tugged the stockings up a little, refastening them to the garter straps.
"You know, when I'm finished with you, and if you're still in the mood for some good fucking, you might want to go and find her. I'll bet she's damn good!" Vicki said.
"No doubt," Orrin said, chuckling as he began stripping out of his clothes. "But first let's see if you can handle Benjamin and me."
Vicki tugged her black fingerless lace gloves up to her elbows, fighting against the fear and anticipation that made her hands tremble slightly. Benjamin and Orrin both had big cocks, though Orrin's was slightly longer and thicker than his son's.
Sitting on the edge of Benjamin's bed, Vicki stroked his cock lightly with both hands. The boy's prick was already hard, even though she hadn't sucked it or done anything more than barely touch it with her fingers.
"Ohhhhh! I really like your cock," Vicki whispered, turning it on for her classmate. "Yes, Benjamin, I really do. If I'd known you were hung like this, you can bet that I would have asked to suck your cock a long time ago!"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Vicki looked up into Benjamin's face. It was obvious he was dying to feel her lips surrounding his cock-head, her tongue flashing over the sensitive tip of his prick. Cooing softly, Vicki played the pink tip of her tongue lightly over her lips, making them glisten and shine even more.
"Can I really suck your cock? You'll let me?" Vicki asked, fighting to keep from smiling as she looked at Benjamin's shocked expression.
The boy tried to speak, but he just couldn't get his voice to work. This pleased Vicki immensely. As she heard Orrin's light footsteps approaching, she bent down and loudly smacked her soft, moist lips against Benjamin's prick-tip.
"Mnumiimmmm!" the lusty teenager purred.
Vicki, holding Benjamin's cock in one hand and cuddling his balls in the palm of the other, opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out. She licked his flaring cock-head lightly, teasing it with the very tip of her tongue, enjoying the taste of his cock-meat. Between her legs, her cunt-lips were tingling, and her clit was sending pussy-juice out, readying her for a big, hard, thrusting cock to drive smoothly into her luscious young body.
The girl's dangling gold chain earrings flicked back and forth against her cheeks as she nodded her face, taking more and more of Benjamin's cock-head into her mouth with each passing second. Vicki felt the bed move and out of the comer of her eyes saw that Orrin had completely stripped out of his clothes. He got on the bed near her.
"You're beautiful like that," Orrin whispered. "You really are, Vicki. You're gorgeous when you're sucking my son's cock!"
Vicki purred contentedly. Pushing her lips over the crown of Benjamin's cock, she held his entire prick-tip in her mouth, basting it in the warmth and wetness of her saliva. Her slithering pink tongue rolled around his fleshy crown of cock-meat, tantalizing Benjamin's senses, making his prick throb hotly between her lips.
"Such a pretty girl," Orrin continued. He put his hands on Vicki's thighs, between the bottom of her corset and the top of her black silk stocking. "I really get turned on fucking teenagers."
As Orrin's hand played over her thigh, then moved to her crotch to fondle her cunt-lips, Vicki took more of the boy's cock between her lips. When Benjamin's prick-tip was pushing against the back of her mouth, Vicki knew that she wouldn't be pleased with herself unless she deep-throated him.
She doubted that she could swallow all of
Orrin's monstrous prick, but Vicki was quite certain that chewing down the entire shank of Benjamin's cock, feeling his fat, mushroom-shaped cock-head pulsing hotly in her throat, would really excite her.
Vicki shivered with delight when Orrin slipped a single finger between her cunt-lips, easing the digit gently into her pussy. He rubbed her clit lightly, sending erotic tingles through the teenager's body as she bobbed her luscious lips over the head of Benjamin's turgid cock.
Orrin watched Vicki's face as she gave the blow-job. His own prick was throbbing hotly, standing out away from his body, quivering with lust.
Yes, he thought, she is exquisitely beautiful with her mouth open like that, giving my son a blow-job. Yes, yes, yes! Exquisitely beautiful!
Vicki ran her hand to and fro over Benjamin's cock-shaft, rubbing her glove against his sensitive cock-flesh. Her tongue caressed his prick-tip and piss-hole.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she purred softly, turning her face to take his cock completely out of her mouth.
With her lips nuzzling the shank of
Benjamin's cock, Vicki looked straight into Orrin's eyes.
"What do you want me to do, Orrin? I'll take you both on any way you want."
Vicki opened her mouth wide and chewed tenderly on Benjamin's cock-shaft, using her lips against his lust-hardened cock-meat, never taking her eyes away from Orrin. She slipped her tongue as far out of her mouth as possible and ran it along the entire length of his cock, licking the underside of his cock-shaft.
Vicki pushed her face close to the boy's body, raising his large, cum-churning balls with her fingertips. She lovingly licked Benjamin's balls, getting them moist with her saliva. When his entire ball sac was wet with her saliva, Vicki tenderly tucked one ball into her mouth and sucked on it, rolling her tongue around it at the same time.
"Awwwww! That's sooooo nice!" Benjamin whispered, pushing his fingers through the teenager's wavy auburn hair.
He held Vicki's face against his crotch, not wanting her to stop sucking on his balls. It felt almost better than when she sucked on his cock.
"Yeah! Oh, yeah! That's it, Vicki!" he cried.
Vicki felt the heat of Benjamin's prick, and the hardness of it, against the side of her face as she passionately nibbled and licked his balls. She trembled, gripping Benjamin's cock, her young, slender body twitching as Orrin slowly and erotically finger-fucked her juicy cunt.
"Vicki, do you know what I want you to do?" Orrin said, pushing a finger into the teenager's pussy as he used the flat part of his thumb against her throbbing clit. "I want you to ass-fuck Benjamin. I want you to sit on his cock and take it all the way up your ass!"
Vicki tried to chuckle, to make it appear as though the thought of taking Benjamin's young, hard, fiery cock between her ass-cheeks was the most erotic thing she could think of. In truth, the whole idea of having her ass-hole reamed out by the neighbor boy's gigantic prick was thoroughly and completely frightening.
Slowly, with a slurping, popping sound, Vicki allowed Benjamin's balls to slip out of her mouth. She looked up into Benjamin's face and saw that he found the prospect of driving his bone-hard cock into her ass-hole extremely exciting.
"O-Okay," Vicki whispered, stammering slightly. The fear she felt showed in her tone. "If that's what you want me to do, then that's exactly what I'll do."
Vicki moved back, slipping onto the middle of the bed. Her corset was open at the crotch and her cunt-lips glistened with a fine coating of pussy-juice. Inside her corset, her small, nubby nipples were itching with excitement and hardened with fear.
She flicked her hair over her shoulders with her fingers, trying hard to give Benjamin a wanton smile.
"Do you want to fuck me from behind, or should I sit on you?"
Benjamin shrugged his shoulders and Vicki realized he was as nervous about what they were going to do as she was. Her eyes trailed from his face down to his magnificent prick, and somehow-perhaps because Orrin had finger-fucked her clit so wonderfully that she was really horny-it seemed like the right time to have her ass-hole stuffed with a hard, pulsating cock.
"Better let me sit on you," Vicki replied quietly, answering her own question. "That way I can move the way I want."
Benjamin stretched out on the bed and Vicki straddled his body, turning so that she faced his feet. She raised her trim hips, poising herself above his towering prick. With a fingertip she smoothed pussy-juice onto the opening of her ass-hole, then flashed Orrin a faltering smile.
"I told you I would do whatever you wanted," Vicki whispered.
"Just do the best you can," Orrin replied sympathetically. "I know he's got a big cock. But it's not as big as mine. I could be the one wanting to corn-hole you!"
Vicki shivered slightly, lowering herself until she felt Benjamin's large, spongy cock-head pushing against her ass-hole. As soon as she was certain his cock was in position, she released his prick, putting her hands on her knees.
"Damn! You're going to tear me apart with your cock!" the frightened, lusty teenager whispered, her voice too soft for either of the Monroe men to hear.
She worked her hips in a circular motion, fighting against her own natural urge to tighten up. Vicki knew that she had to relax, that only by being as untense as possible could she get Benjamin's massive, club-like cock into her ass-hole.
"Ohhhhh! This is going to be tight," Vicki purred, frightened that possibly her ass-hole was too tight for Benjamin's cock.
She slipped her feet beneath her, her high-heeled shoes digging into the mattress, her knees up. Leaning back, Vicki placed a hand on Benjamin's stomach and began lowering her hips.
There was a moment when Vicki thought her ass-hole wouldn't accept Benjamin's cock. But just when that thought entered her mind, when she was afraid that she couldn't take in Benjamin's prick, her ass-hole opened up.
"Awwwww!" Vicki gasped, throwing her head back. Her ass-cheeks spread wide as his cock-head pushed into her ass-hole. "Awwww! You're in me! Awwww!"
Vicki waited, the boy's cock-head stretching the rim of her ass-hole. Slowly, with each passing second, the incredible agony she had initially felt began to lessen. She raised her hips, feeling the ridge of Benjamin's cock-head slide out of her ass-hole.
"Soooooo tight!" Benjamin hissed, looking at his neighbor's ass-cheeks being forced apart by his own cock.
He had his hands lightly on Vicki's hips, touching her satiny flesh without trying to guide or hinder her movements.
"Sooooo fucking tight!"
Vicki dropped down, taking the prick-tip into her ass-hole once again. Only this time she also took an inch of Benjamin's steelish cock-shaft. His cock-head pushed deeper into her ass-hole, filling her up, making Vicki feel like she was being torn apart by the blunt thickness of Benjamin's prick.
Leaning forward, Vicki put her hands on the boy's legs, her palms just above his knees. She used Benjamin to brace herself as she started bobbing up and down, fucking her ass-hole on his fiery, ass-stretching prick. Each time Vicki moved downward, impaling herself on Benjamin's cock, she took a little more of his prick into her ass-hole.
Vicki trembled, having nearly half of the boy's prick wedged into her ass-hole. Orrin got on the bed in front of her and for a moment she was afraid he was going to stand and ask her to give him a blow-job. But instead of doing that, he put his hand to her pussy again, tenderly fondling her pink cunt-lips, rubbing her clit.
"Ohhhhh! Thank you," Vicki whispered.
Orrin thrust a finger into her cunt. With his other hand he fondled her succulent little tits through her corset, pinching her nipples to spread the fire of lust throughout her body. Vicki moaned almost constantly, amazed that she was actually taking Benjamin's big cock into her ass-hole. She still felt intense pain from his prick, but Vicki also found herself rather enjoying the strange sensation of having a big column of cock-meat stuffing into her ass.
"He's so big, so hard!" Vicki groaned. She kept her hands on Benjamin's legs as she bounced over his cock, taking almost every inch of his cock-meat into her ass-hole. "Orrin . . . your son's cock is so big! It's filling me up! It's filling up my ass-hole!"
The next time Vicki lowered herself over Benjamin's cock, she felt her ass-cheeks pressing against his body.
She had taken all of his prick into her ass-hole!
"Awwwww! He's so deep! So deep inside my ass!" she hissed through clenched teeth, torn between the conflicting sensations of pleasure and pain. "I've got all of his cock inside me!"
Vicki rotated her hips a little, shivering as his cock moved about inside her ass-hole. Orrin still had a finger pushed between her cunt-lips, and he was rubbing the palm of his hand over her clit to tantalize the sizzling hot nubbin of flesh.
"Her ass-hole is so hot!" Benjamin whispered.
He laced his fingers together at the back of his neck, remaining motionless as Vicki impaled herself on his throbbing, red-hot cock.
Though he could not see her face, Benjamin could picture what Vicki must look like as she ass-fucked herself on his turgid prong of cock-meat. The warmth and tightness of her ass-hole, completely engulfing every inch of his cock, were quite different than what he felt when he fucked a girl's pussy. Vicki's ass-hole was tighter, her muscles stronger. Though he had just barely managed to shove all of his prick into her tight ass-hole, Benjamin could already feel his cum simmering in his balls. He knew he would gush a mighty load deep up his beautiful neighbor's ass-hole, driving his cock between her ass-cheeks until he couldn't keep himself from cumming.
Vicki, still writhing with pain even though she was bouncing up and down on Benjamin's torso, ass-fucking herself lustily, glanced out the window of the bedroom. Her heart nearly dropped when she saw her mother's face staring at her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Vicki was astonished when her mother, with Orrin's help, crawled through the window. She suspected that her mother was a lusty woman who enjoyed a hard cock to fuck and suck on, but the idea of fucking a man while her mother watched was a new one for the teenager.
"Mother . . . fuck Orrin!" Vicki whispered, fighting against the residual pain in her ass-hole from Benjamin's skewering, ass-stretching prick. "I want you to please him like I would have!"
Orrin looked at Alyssa and moaned softly. He had wanted to be with her for months. Her voluptuous, womanly body was clothed in a maroon camisole, her tight, luscious ass-cheeks and sweet pussy exposed to his hungry gaze. It was almost too much for him to believe he was actually going to get his chance.
"Come here, Alyssa," Orrin said, reaching for the big-titted woman. "Kiss me!"
Alyssa and Orrin were on their knees, facing each other. Alyssa wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her big tits against his chest as she kissed him hungrily. She thrust her tongue into Orrin's mouth, moaning lustily, feeling the heat and hardness of his mammoth prick pressing against her stomach.
Orrin sucked on Alyssa's tongue. He slipped his hands around her body, cupping her tight ass-cheeks, squeezing her firm, smooth, naked ass-flesh. The fullness of her tits, which pressed against his chest, made him moan softly, his mouth devouring Alyssa's.
"Fuck me!" Alyssa purred when the kiss finally ended. She was breathless with lusty anticipation. "Damn it, Orrin, I can't believe this is happening to me! Oh, Orrin! I need your cock inside me!"
Vicki couldn't believe her ears. Was that really her own mother she heard begging to get fucked by Orrin Monroe's colossal prick?
"Fuck him!" Vicki urged, her face slightly distorted with the wild lust that sizzled in her veins. She dropped onto Benjamin's body, groaning as his magnificent cock buried full-length up her tight, massaging, aching ass-hole. "I want to watch you fucking him!"
Alyssa kicked her shoes off and unbuttoned the camisole to allow her large, high, fully rounded tits to burst into view. Alyssa's nipples were hard, standing out from her light brown areolas. She looked at Orrin's cock and then smiled broadly, flashing him her characteristic toothy smile.
"Orrin, I've dreamed about making it with you," Alyssa said, reaching for the man's prick with both hands. "But this? this cock you've got is more than I ever dreamed of!"
Orrin reached for Alyssa, intent on kissing her again. But she slipped between his hands, bending over quickly. Grabbing his massive prick by the shaft, she gulped his fleshy, conical cock-head into her mouth, immediately drawing a firm suction on her cock-meat.
"Ohhhhh!" Orrin moaned.
He slipped his hands into Alyssa's hair, pulling her hair away from her face and turning her head just enough so he could see her wide, sensual mouth working on his cock.
Vicki, still bouncing up and down on Benjamin's prick, no longer felt any semblance of pain from taking the big, youthful cock into her ass-hole. She watched her mother giving Orrin the blow-job, and the sight of Alyssa's beautiful face being invaded by the huge, hard column of cock-meat was supremely exciting for the teenager.
"You're lovely," Vicki whispered, slipping a finger into her own juicy cunt.
It had never felt quite like that in Vicki's life. Her ass-cheeks were spread far apart by the enormous shaft of Benjamin's cock, and she was finger-fucking herself into a rapidly approaching orgasm. And while these sensations went through her trim, young body, she was watching her mother's face gliding up and down over Orrin Monroe's jaw-gaping, steelish cock.
She slipped her finger in and out of her cunt, moaning softly, feeling Benjamin's bullet-shaped cock-head driving deep up her ass-hole as the broad shaft of his prick forced her ass-cheeks to spread far apart. Bouncing on his cock, she watched her mother's wide, lusty mouth rolling slowly up and down over Orrin's mammoth, bone-hard prick.
"Ohhhhhh! This is so.. . "
Words failed Vicki. Everything was so strange and so exciting. Getting her tight, throbbing ass-hole filled with Benjamin's invading cock-and finding it a thoroughly pleasurable, sensual experience-was so much different than what Vicki had thought it would be. The pain that had first gripped her like a vise was now only a distant memory, replaced by the lusty sensations of being filled with a young man's hard, meaty, virile cock.
Alyssa pulled up so that her lips surrounded only Orrin's piss-hole. She flicked her tongue over the slitted tip, her taste buds tingling with the salty flavor of pre-cum.
"Oh, Alyssa! You give great blow-jobs, but I want to fuck you," Orrin whispered, his Angers still pushed into her luxurious mane of wavy strawberry blonde hair. "Come on, I've got to be inside your cunt."
Alyssa was not going to argue. Not when her cunt was seething with lust and her cunt-lips were wet with pussy-juice. She slipped over onto her back, raising her knees and spreading them for the handsome, silver-bearded man with the huge, hard, delicious cock.
Orrin got in position above her, his hips sliding smoothly against Alyssa's thigh-high stockings. He brought the fiery head of his prick to her pink cunt-lips and paused a moment to savor the visual stimulation of his prick-tip touching her turgid, hot pussy.
"Don't tease me!" Alyssa exclaimed, shocked at the wantonness of her own sizzling lust. "Fuck me!"
Alyssa's shoulder was nearly touching Benjamin's feet. As she felt the conical head of her neighbor's prick wedging her cunt-lips apart, driving into her pussy, she looked up into Vicki's eyes and smiled softly.
"Ahhhhhh!" Alyssa purred as his cock entered her, making sure that Vicki could see how much she loved getting her cunt reamed out by Orrin's succulent, pussy-stretching prick.
His cock, even though it was so long and thick, pushed easily into Alyssa's tight, hungry cunt. Orrin drove the full length of his turgid prick into her pussy on the very first lunge, the heavily veined shank of his cock rubbing erotically against Alyssa's hot, tingling clit.
"Ohhhhh! Your cock is so big!" Alyssa purred, raising her feet and hooking her ankles together at the small of the man's back. "You really know how to fuck a woman!"
Orrin kept his weight on his elbows as he pistoned his hips slowly, smoothly, sinking his cock into Alyssa's pussy and feeling her tight inner cunt-muscles milking and massaging all of his cock-head. When he plowed all of his cock into the tight sheath of his stunning neighbor's sweet pussy, he felt his balls resting gently in the warm, smooth crevice of her ass-cheeks.
The four of them bounced and moaned and rocked on the creaking bed, Vicki impaling her ass-hole on Benjamin's powerful young cock, Alyssa getting her cunt reamed out by Orrin's thrusting, lunging prick. Occasionally Alyssa and Vicky met eyes, and whenever they did, a silent communication passed between them.
Yes, their eyes said without words, we are both very beautiful, horny women. Yes, yes, yes we are! And men want to fuck us and have us suck their cocks because we're so beautiful and so sensual!
Vicki rubbed her clit harder with the tip of her finger. Pussy-juice was oozing faster out of her cunt. His skewering cock drove to the depths of her tingling ass-hole, making her shiver and tremble as she bounced on Benjamin's body.
"Uh! Ohhhhh!" Vicky moaned softly, feeling the rapid approach of her orgasm.
Oh his back, Benjamin watched his cock sinking deep into the teenager's tight, clutching ass-hole. His face was a twisted mask of ecstasy as he battled against the pleasure that swept over him, fighting to hold his cum back for just a while longer. Just a little . . . while . . . longer.
It was impossible. Grabbing Vicki's lean, smooth hips, Benjamin arched his back, picking the girl up as he bore his bone-hard prick into her ass-hole. Grasping and groaning, he felt like his balls were on fire. But they weren't on fire, just overheated from the exhilarating stimulation of fucking Vicki's ass-hole.
"Ieeeeeahhhhh!" Benjamin howled as his superheated spurts of cum raced from his balls through the long shaft of his turgid prick.
Vicki felt the gushing blasts of cum flooding her ass-hole. With a high-pitched scream of primal ecstasy, she tossed her head back on her shoulders and came, her slick, clear, hot pussy-juice streaming out of her cunt.
Not conscious of anything but the teenager's ass-hole tightening around his throbbing cock, Benjamin writhed on the bed, jetting out endless streams of thick, white cum deep in Vicki's ass-hole. As his cum deluged her ass, he felt his neighbor's pussy-juice trickle down over his balls, making them even hotter as he released his slick wad of cum.
Only moments after hearing her daughter screaming as she came, Alyssa felt Orrin's cock-head throb powerfully deep in her cunt. Her green eyes glazed over with unbridled passion as her cunt began contracting uncontrollably around his stabbing, thrusting prick.
"I'm cumming!" Alyssa hissed, jerking her hips around on the bed as Orrin bludgeoned her luscious body with his own, sinking his cock to the hilt into her pussy.
It felt like she was turning inside out. Alyssa's succulent body spasmed through her orgasm.
Pussy-juice sluiced out of her cunt, squeezing between her pussy-lips and Orrin's massive, rigid, skewering cock.
"Ohhhhh! Oh, Alyssa! You're so hot!" Orrin groaned, his teeth clamped together.
He had wanted to ride her through her orgasm, to continue fucking her while she came. But the way that Alyssa's cunt was squeezing his red-hot cock as she came was more stimulation than he could take. Huffing with the force of his own impaling thrusts of cock-meat into her cunt, he gushed out his cum, splattering the gooey jets against her womb and the inner walls of her clasping pussy.
The room was filled with the sound of the squeaking bed and panting and flesh slapping against flesh. Even after Benjamin had finished flooding Vicki's tight ass-hole with his prick, she continued to sit on his young prick, letting it slowly get soft inside her tingling body. Orrin slumped down on Alyssa's voluptuous body, his chest cushioned by her big tits as they both breathed deeply, recovering their strength after the mutual, simultaneous orgasm.
"I knew you would be wonderful," Alyssa whispered into Orrin's ear. She flicked the tip of her tongue against his earlobe, stroking the hair at the back of his head lightly. "Orrin, you are really incredible! You really, really are!"
Vicki's head was down, her chin nearly touching her chest as she breathed deeply. Getting her ass-hole crammed full of Benjamin's bone-hard prick had been thoroughly satisfying, especially once she started finger-fucking herself, but that didn't solve the problem she had initially set out to handle.
"Tomorrow . . . during the city council meeting," Vicki began, not talking to anyone in particular, "we've got to have enough votes on our side or we can't run the Lingerie Boutique out of our house." Vicki's voice was filled with sorrow even though she had just enjoyed one of the most satisfying orgasms of her life. "Even after this evening, and all that Mother, Christine and I have done, we just won't be able to convince the mayor to allow us to open the boutique, or have enough votes to get the change."
Orrin looked up at Vicki, turning his body enough so that she could see the full extent of his smile as he rested on Alyssa's body.
"That might be true, Vicki," he began, "but it might not. You know, I'd be willing to talk to my friends in this neighborhood, and I'm quite certain I can convince them to see things your way. And as far as the mayor is concerned, I'd be willing to bet that if someone happened to be under the table during the city council meeting giving him a blow-job, he'd think twice about refusing to allow the Lingerie Boutique to open."
Vicki's eyes lit up happily as she said, "You know something, I know just the girl who'd suck him off, too!"
