Sandra was uncomfortable behind the wheel of her parked car. She felt the excitement rising in her and she wanted to move. She glanced at her watch, only five more minutes and he'd be here!
Just thinking about Terry made her sensitive nipples grow hard and press against the material of her bra. There were people walking on the street so she didn't touch her breasts, but she wanted to.
Her eyes darted up the street, looking for his strong young body, eager for him. As she watched, a more sober thought came to her: with all these people on the street tonight, there was a chance that she would be seen, then what?
She didn't want to think about it. But she couldn't stop her mind. She could imagine all the trouble and the shame. Arrest! Divorce! What would Debbie think of her mother then? Her face softened for a moment as she thought of the girl, a shy and tender fourteen-year-old. What would Debbie say if she knew her mother was making love with a sixteen-year-old boy?
Sandy shook her head impatiently and looked down the street again. There was no use worrying about it, she'd given up trying to be ashamed. It didn't matter that she was thirty-five, at least it didn't seem to matter to Terry. Just the mention of his name was all it took to make a ripple of sensation run up her thighs. In her mind's eye she could see this hard young penis standing out from his belly and she imagined her hand stroking it gently, feeling the smooth flesh of the shaft and the pulpy head.
Another ripple of pleasure spread through her and she couldn't stop her hand as it slipped under the hem of her light summer dress. She shivered when she felt her cool fingertips brush along the soft skin of her inner thighs. Her hand was out of sight from the pedestrians and she tried to compose her face as her fingers crept up her legs. When they reached the filmy fabric of her panties she could feel the wetness already seeping out! If the boy didn't hurry she'd be sopping wet!
She must be insane, risking her reputation, her marriage, everything just for a boy! A flush rose on her face when she thought of him, a boy she'd stolen from her own child!
In spite of her best intentions, she found her fingers pressing in against the puffy outline of her sex, wetting the tips with her own juices. The lips of her cunt were growing hotter as the blood rushed in, making them swell and part. The panties felt tight and restricting and she wished she could slip out of them. Here? On a busy downtown street? Wouldn't that be a fine thing to be caught doing?
She wished she knew what time it was, but her watch was up under her skirt and she didn't want to take her hand away now! The fingers found her hard clitoris as it pressed out from between the parting lips. Each time she taped at it her mind reeled from the sharp jolt of pleasure she felt. Her pulse went higher and her bra felt tighter than ever. If Terry didn't get here soon she was going to cum!!!
She was so engrossed with playing with herself that she missed him and the tap at the car window startled her so badly that her heart almost stopped! Looking up she saw his smiling face. A fierce blush covered her as she reached over to open the door for him. She was glad that it was so dark!
Once the door was unlocked, he slipped inside quickly, shutting the door behind him. Her hand was already on the key and the motor roared into life.
They didn't say a word as she pulled away from the curb. Terry slouched down a little so that no one would see him with her.
As she drove, Sandra darted glances at the boy beside her. Even in the darkness of the car she was aware of his maleness and it stirred her already boiling feelings. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but that was against her rules.
Terry stayed on his side of the car, he was following the rules too. She turned a corner sharply and glided down a dark street. They were in an industrial area and there was no traffic. As she pulled up to the curb, she had her lights out and she shut off the motor before they had stopped moving.
Both of them moved at the same time and met in the middle of the seat. Their lips found each other in the dark and she felt the delicious thrill as his hard tongue forced its way into her mouth and found hers. Small sparks ran down her spine as tongue twined with tongue. Her fingers dug into the back of his neck as she clung to him.
When the kiss finally broke she kept her face close to his, her lips brushing against his ear. "I thought I'd go crazy waiting for you, Terry," she murmured.
"I was on time, Mrs. Taylor," he protested.
She shushed him with her finger on his lips. The hand slipped down from his face and the fingers stroked the smooth young flesh of his neck.
"Please, Terry, call me Sandra, or Sandy. 'Mrs. Taylor' makes me feel so old! Besides, after the past few months don't you think 'Mrs. Taylor' is a little formal for us?" She couldn't help the little giggle that rose in her throat. As she laughed, her hand slid down his chest and rested on the front of his tight jeans.
Terry felt the hand and she thrilled as she felt the bulge under the fabric growing larger, pressing out at her.
"Okay... Sandy, I guess it's sort of hard for me to get used to calling you that, and it isn't because...." His words trailed off and she could sense his confusion.
"Never mind, you call me anything you want, just so long as you call me!" To emphasize her words, her palm rubbed back and forth across the growing lump. The boy grunted and Sandra Taylor trembled as she felt his hand find her full breast.
The fingers worked up and down her breast, making the flesh tingle. The nipple grew so hard that it hurt as it pressed against the bra. Another hand worked down until it was on her bare knee and her breath quickened.
Sandy suddenly pulled back from the boy. If they didn't move now she knew she'd find herself being screwed in the back seat! That wasn't such a bad idea, but she had other plans!
"How soon do you have to be back?"
The boy grinned at her. "I told mom I was going to the movie, she doesn't expect me till after midnight some time." He laughed softly as Sandra started the car. "It's a flick I've already seen, even if she asks me about it I'm covered. It's great!"
Sandy felt a sharp stab of guilt. "Mom!" She knew Terry's mother-Harriet Green. A picture of Harriet flashed into her mind as she turned the corner again. What would the woman say if she knew what Sandy was doing with her son?
All the streets were dark now that they were headed away from the downtown area and Terry moved over close to her. The thoughts about his mother faded as she felt the hand back on her thigh. The warm fingers, touched lightly as they worked up under her dress, leaving trails of excitement behind them. She could feel the warmth of his body against hers and her belly began to boil. She glanced at him but couldn't see his face. God! How she needed him!!!
Her foot pressed down hard on the gas peddle and the car sped down the streets. It would only be a few more minutes.
The hand was caressing the soft flesh of her full thigh now and she opened her legs as much as she could, begging mutely for him to touch her. Slowly the fingers moved up until they bumped against the wet crotch of her panties. She shivered as a finger pressed up along the outline of her lips, her legs parted even more. Her free hand pressed down from the outside of her dress, holding the fingers tight against her pulsing mound. The heat between her thighs grew and she had to push her pussy up hard against the finger!
"Wow, you really are hot aren't you?" the boys' blunt question made her blush again, but he was right! As an answer, her hand slipped over between his thighs and squeezed the hard bulge.
They were on a gravel road now. She could smell the trees and the river, they were almost there! Terry looked up and saw it too. After his finger jabbed up against her a few more times, the hand pulled away. He slid back to his door and sat ready. She saw the clump of trees and shut off the lights. Just past the first of the trees she slowed and Terry hopped out to open the gate. Slowly, she pulled the car around the back of the cabin and shut off the motor.
When she got out of the car she looked at the cabin. She and Jim bought it a few years ago for a summer house by the river, but it hadn't had much use until she and Terry started to use it for their meetings. From the beginning she had insisted that they come and go as quietly as possible. There weren't any close neighbors but still she didn't want to attract any attention.
She heard the crunching footsteps in the gravel and hurried to meet the boy. He was standing by the door waiting for her. All she could see was his dim outline, but it was more than enough!
Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with the stiff lock. Once the door was open, they slipped in and she shut it firmly behind them, setting the lock from the inside.
It was pitch black in the room, the curtains had been drawn tight. She could hear the boy's easy breathing in the darkness, a thrill raced through her as her hands searched for him. The outthrust fingers found his hip and slipped around until her palm cupped the full front of Terry's jeans. His hands found her and while one gripped the softness of her buttock, the other went back up under her dress.
Sandra shuddered as the fingers went straight to her mound and began to press and roll the lips together. Her own hand worked in slow circles as she rubbed against the boy's full cock. She remembered how surprised she'd been the first time she saw it-she had no idea that a boy this young could have such a full grown organ!
Terry's fingers were working at the side of the panties and one wormed in under the band and touched her steaming sex! The tip rubbed across the hard bud of her clitoris and her knees began to shake. She couldn't wait any longer!
"Honey... please don't tease me," she whimpered as her fingers struggled with the stiff buttons of his jeans. He pulled her up close to him and she had to stop working at him for a moment. Even as he pulled her face to his she could sense the tongue waiting for her and her own mouth hung open and ready. She sucked and pulled at the wet organ, his hands worked hard at her soft behind, clenching and squeezing the flesh.
"You want to go to the bedroom?"
She shook her head fiercely and pressed herself up against him, her pelvis doing slow grinding movements as it tried to find his hardness. He understood, his hands moved up her arched back and found the zipper at the back and pulled it down, letting the dress fall slack on her shoulders. She stepped back a little and helped him push the dress down her body until it fell on the floor. The hands found the clasp to her bra and unhooked it. She gasped with relief when the band fell loose and she was able to shrug the limp halter off her body. Her breasts were hard and hot now, she felt his warm breath on them and tensed as she waited for the touch of his mouth.
Even when she knew it was coming she couldn't help groaning as his firm lips found a nipple and sucked it hard. The sensitive bud was already hard and it sent sparks of electric joy down her spine as his rough tongue rubbed back and forth over it. Again her legs felt rubbery and she wanted to lay down. Instead, she clung to his shoulders and his mouth sucked and nibbled at each breast in turn. A wet tongue moved out onto the breast itself, leaving a trail of wet goose pimples behind as he licked at them.
"Please Terry, please...." she murmured and bumped her groin up against him. She wasn't certain but she thought she heard a low chuckle as he reached down and found the band of her panties.
An uncontrollable shudder shook her as she felt the panties pull away from her dripping sex and fall down her thighs. When she stepped out of them, she kicked off her shoes and stood naked in the dark. A strange thrill made her mind spin for a moment, it was so awfully wild to be with a boy like this and, for a moment, she had that feeling of guilt again. Before she could really think about it she felt his impatient hands on her shoulders and she knew that she had to go on.
Slowly she unbuttoned her shirt. Each motion was a ritual with her. From the first they had established this part of the affair and she never liked to leave it out. When the shirt was undone she let him pull it off and went back to work on the stiff buttons of his jeans. As she undid them she was aware that he wore no underwear, her fingers brushed against the hot flesh and the stiff hair but she wouldn't let herself touch him. Not yet!
When the last button was undone she hesitated for a second. His hands came back to her shoulders and she felt the firm pressure. She sank to her knees in front of Terry, her fingers caught his jeans and pulled them down. She could hear the cloth rustle in the darkness. At his feet, she helped him out of his shoes and socks before she pulled the trousers free. They were both naked now. She couldn't see him but she could almost feel the glow of his flesh.
His hands slipped down, clasped behind her neck and gently pulled her head up. This was part of her ritual too! The excitement began to rise again as she felt her face being pulled closer to his cock.
Her nerve endings tingled as they waited for the contact. There it was! She felt the smooth flesh of the stem brush against her cheek, her mouth opened in a blind search for the thick tip. Her wet lips skidded across more flesh and then found the head. She felt a drop of moisture in the slit as her mouth closed down over his pulsing, boy-cock and the idea that she could make him get wet for her excited her even more!
At first she just sucked gently and nibbled at the tight knot of the tip. She could feel him tremble as her tongue worked slowly back and forth over him, his slim hips moved a little and she felt her lips being forced open by the thick trunk of him entering her mouth.
The fingers at the back of her head forced her to bob up and down, slowly at first. She could taste the strange tang of his maleness as her lips and tongue worked around the underside of the thick glans. The taste didn't bother her, it was something that she wanted. Often, during the day, she would suddenly remember that taste and would have to run to her bedroom to relieve the sudden need the memory ignited!!
Now there was no need for that, she had him here and he would take care of any needs she had tonight!
As she sucked and slobbered over the thick cock between her lips, another thought came to her. Why did she do this for Terry when she refused to do it for her own husband??? She knew that he wanted it, he had tried to get her to try it often. Why was she so willing to suck and swallow what the boy had to offer and then refuse Jim?
The ache in her jaws drove the thought out of her mind and she slipped the head out of her mouth for a little. Her tongue slathered and worked down the wide staff of flesh. When it came to the stiff hairs that covered his full balls her heart began to beat faster and faster. Her nose bumped up against the furry sac as her tongue wormed down between his thighs as she licked and nibbled the very root of his organ. The musky odor was stronger here and she was tempted to run her tongue all the way back and lick the tight crack of his ass!!
Quickly she lifted her head and began to lick the stem again. She was a little shaken with the idea. Lick the boy there? She'd never done a thing like that in her life. What was happening to her? When she found the tip again she began to suck harder. Her head bobbed up and down faster and faster as his fingers guided her. She could feel the prick pulsing and twisting under her moving tongue and wondered if he was going to shoot it in her mouth? She could imagine the spurts of hot come filling her mouth and clogging her throat and her pulse beat faster! She didn't mind if he did that to her. She loved it! Besides he was young and she knew he would be hard again in just minutes after the first time. She was almost prepared for the choking mass of sticky cum when she felt his fingers tighten on her head and felt her mouth being pulled away from the warm cock. There was a loud slurping sound when he pulled her tight lips free.
"Mrs. Sandy! Do you want it now?" She could hear the tight sound in the tone and knew that he wanted inside her. As she moved her thighs to stand, she became painfully aware that she wanted him in her, too! The wetness was running down the sides of her thighs, her pussy was a swampy pool, ready for the fat eel of his flesh to swim in it!
"O... over there, on the couch," she managed to pant as she was pulled to her feet. They staggered across the familiar room. He hit the couch first and sat down. "Ohhhhhhh Terry," she breathed softly as she hurriedly slipped astride his strong thighs. She bit her lip as she lowered her body down on the spear of flesh. When the tip rubbed against her soft lips she guided it with her hands until it found the opening to her dripping channel. A deep moan escaped her lips and she slowly pressed herself down on it, loving the feel of the meat as it pushed its way up into her, rubbing against the sensitive walls of her pulsing vagina.
Terry's hand clutched at her rounded hips and pushed her down as his body arched up. She felt the thick spear thrust up deeper until it bumped up against her throbbing womb!
Shudder after shudder shook the woman's body as she panted and squirmed on the tool that stretched her. She muttered and whined as the hot flashes of pleasure whipped at her. Terry was thrusting up as hard as he could as she slammed her body down in a shuddering series of thrusts.
"Oh!... fuck me darling," she whimpered in his ear and she leaned in, her breasts mashed against his hairless chest. "Fill me up with your big cock, Terry. Please, darling, make me cum and I'll do anything for you... fuck, fuck me!!!..." Her words trailed off into a series of muffled grunts and moans as the prick slithered in and out of her.
She could feel the wetness from her slobbering box as it dribbled down her thighs. She knew that she was getting everything wet, and for a moment she worried about the sofa cover!! When she realized what she was thinking about she almost laughed out loud. What were a few spots compared to this?
One of the boy's hands worked around until it was gripping and pulling at her full buttocks. The small thrills added to the growing pool of passion that was sloshing between her spread thighs and she could only whine and worm herself down closer to him, trying to wedge another fraction of an inch of the meat into her sucking hole. She had to have all of it!
The hand on her bottom moved again and she shuddered and sighed with pleasure before she realized what he intended. The finger wormed deep in the crack between the cheeks and jabbed sharply at her little rosebud anus!!
"Agghh!!! What are you do-ING???" she moaned as the finger pressed up against her again. She wiggled her bottom, trying to escape the finger, but instead of escaping his finger she made it easier for him to wedge it in her tiny opening and wiggle around. She had never been touched there by anybody and the terrible strangeness of it sent a spasm of fear and timid interest through her being.
"Move," the boy panted. "Move your ass, Mrs. Taylor. Shake it for me!!!" She responded to his demands and felt her own excitement rising faster and faster. The sensual shocks were coming closer and the pool of liquid desire in her cunt was almost full!
Humping her back, she concentrated on the jerking pelvic motions she was making. Each backward thrust would mash the full thickness of his organ down on her standing clitoris and she had to sob and grunt because it felt so good!!
The finger in her rear pushed in hard and she felt it pop in past the tight ring of muscle. Terry flexed and twisted the finger and it sent ripples of painful pleasure through her like a knife.
"I... I thiiiiieeeee!!!" She screamed and twisted as the flashes of her orgasm lit up her mind and she saw pinwheels and sparks as she humped and ground herself against the boy. Spasms of blinding, numbing pleasure flooded her and the pool overflowed and ran through her veins setting her on fire! She didn't care about the finger in her bottom any longer. All she wanted was cock, thick, juicy cock!
"Ahhhhgggghh!!!," the boy grunted and she felt his frantic thrusts as the hot flood of his come bathed her cunt. It felt like hot grease as the piston of his meat ripped up into her, the head spurting and shooting the cum, filling her until it began to run down his shaft, like boiling lava!
Slowly, ever so slowly she felt her body calm down. She felt the soft nipping of her sheath as the small aftershocks of her orgasm made her clamp down on him. He pulled the finger out of her anus and she felt a little sore there, but it had been worth it. Still, the new touch he had shown her was disturbing. It wasn't right! She sighed to herself and sleepily told herself she'd talk to him about it, later.
Terry moved and she jerked awake with a start. She was still sitting astride his lap, his soft cock held up in her by the grip of her tunnel. She'd fallen asleep for a moment! Suddenly she became aware of the cold dampness on her thighs and remembered the streaming wetness down there.
Slowly she raised her torso, letting the half limp organ pull free. Cupping her hand over her open cunt she whispered to the boy. "Stay here, I'll bring you something."
She padded silently through the room and found the hallway. In the small bathroom she ran some water and wiped herself dry. As she moved about the room she was aware again of the small pain in her anus. Some people actually do it there! She shuddered at the thought of the pain that would cause!
When she got back to the living room she found that Terry had put on a small lamp by the couch and was laying back on the cushion. She knelt by the couch and gently wiped and dried the soft hose of his organ. It looked so pink and defenseless like this! She had to restrain herself from taking it in her mouth again and loving it. When she ran the warm rag between his thighs and washed his balls, she thought she saw the shaft move and grow a little.
Looking up she found herself looking straight into the boy's light blue eyes. He had a strange half smile on his face as he watched her serving him.
"Enjoying yourself, sultan?" She tried to make the question light and teasing, but he saw through her. He only nodded and his hand gripped the back of her neck. She felt she should refuse to do it again. It was too soon, but she wasn't strong enough to fight the hand that brought her face down to the organ as it lay across his thigh.
She watched as his other hand held the limp tube upright and felt it rub across her closed lips, then it touched her eyes and rubbed up against her ears. He had done this to her before and it had bothered her-but this time she felt a small swirling sensation in her groin and her pink tongue slipped out between her lips and gently licked and bathed the stem. Each time her tongue touched him he swelled and grew a little. She could see the growth before her eyes and it was exciting.
Even as she kissed and licked the growing organ, she thought of the first time she'd ever seen an erect penis, the first time her mouth had.... She could almost smell that musty garage and feel the hard concrete under her eleven year old knees.
The dream was blown away by the tug of his hand on her neck. He helped her as she crawled up on the couch and lay beside him, hip against hip. She still held the pulsing organ in her hand as she turned her face to him for her kiss.
CHAPTER TWO
She lay quietly with the boy, enjoying the soft nuzzles and kisses. Her body still glowed from the pleasure he had given her and she felt a tenderness towards him. She still held his limp penis, her thumb rubbing gently up and over the soft head. The flesh felt like velvet. She heard the sound of his regular breathing and looking over to him, saw that he was asleep.
Quietly she raised herself to her elbow and looked down at him as she fondled and caressed his sex. She could remember the first time she'd seen him; he came home with Debbie one day and they laughed and played in the gameroom with some other children. She hadn't felt anything unusual about the boy then. Oh, she was aware of how handsome he was and how well-built he was, but that was all. But, as she saw him, week after week, a change came over her.
Sandy admitted now that she was just frustrated then. She and Jim were busy. She was, anyway, and that didn't seem to leave him any time or energy left for bed.... Then one night she'd gone for a ride, alone. Debbie was doing her homework and Jim was gone to some meeting or something like that and she had just had to get out!
She shook her head and looked at the prick between her fingers, it was strange that anyone would risk all they had for some of this, but here she was!
She had parked the car and was just sitting when Terry came by. They had talked and laughed a little. Even then she wasn't really aware of what her mind was doing. It wasn't until later, when they were walking through the park and happened to brush against each other, that she understood. And later! She grimaced when she thought about what they had done. She remembered how wild she'd behaved on the grassy slope. She'd been an animal and she wanted to cry she was so ashamed! She had decided that it would never happen again of course, but it wasn't easy! Each time she saw Terry after that it was harder to resist the temptation and finally she gave it up. In her calm moments she was still aware of how foolish it was but, when she was near to him like this, it really didn't seem to matter!
She realized that she had been staring vacantly as she thought. A sudden realization of firmness between her fingers caused her to look down and see that the smooth tube had grown and was showing signs of life!
She giggled to herself as she bent over and kissed the growing cock head. Sitting back she shook his shoulder. "Hey wake up," she called but he didn't stir. "Come on lazy, time to get to work." She leaned forward again and brushed a soft breast tip across Terry's lips. The nipple grew as it touched him. His eyes opened and he smiled a lazy smile at her as he stretched.
"Let's go into the bedroom, honey," she breathed softly as she ran her fingers up and down the hardening shaft. "I have some plans for you." He smiled again and let her pull him to his feet.
As they walked down the hall, she had a special reason for wanting him in bed; during the week she'd put in a large mirror. She could watch everything that happened on the bed in it. She wondered what he would think when he saw it.
The boy was following her close and from time to time she could feel the stiff stab of his prick as it rubbed up against her soft buttocks.
She remembered the finger he had put in her and was going to mention it to him, but the feel of his flesh against hers was too strong and she decided that she would wait, she didn't want anything to upset him tonight!
In the bedroom, she snapped on a small light and pulled back the covers on the wide bed. She smiled at the boy as she slid between the sheets. As she lay back and stretched, she winked at him.
Terry sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her naked body, she knew he liked to do that and it pleased her to be admired, as she parted her thighs a little, willing him to see all of her. Glancing in the mirror, Sandy could see herself perfectly-and the picture of herself being inspected by the boy excited her a little more.
While she waited, Sandy took stock of herself. Nice big breasts, a trim waist and wide hips with a round, soft bottom. She wished she were a little thinner, not quite so lush, but she didn't have a choice. All in all, she was satisfied with the picture she presented.
"Do you like what you see, Terry?" The boy just nodded at her as he continued to stare at her rounded body. An imp invaded Sandy's mind and she almost giggled as she parted her thighs a little further. Her hand slipped down over her rounded belly until her fingers touched the fluffy growth of hair at her triangle. She licked her lips and smiled again as she watched his eyes follow the moving finger.
First, it slowly parted the soft hairs until her slit was open. She could already feel the wetness starting between her parting lips as she gently rolled the tip of her finger over the pink bud of her clitoris. Small shocks of pleasure greeted her when the finger ran lightly up and down the open lips. She smeared the first dewy drops of fluid up and down the lips, making them slippery to the touch. Bit by bit, she allowed her finger to slip in a little deeper until she could feel it pressing up into her vagina.
Terry's breathing was a little faster, but he was content to watch her masturbate for him. She enjoyed seeing his eyes widen as she did it. Her finger whirled around and around at the opening of her cunt and she felt the excitement mounting. Her hips wiggled a little as she rammed the finger up into herself, all the way! Her belly shook as the knuckle rubbed hard against her standing clitoris, making it throb and burn.
"Ohhhhh, Terry, don't just watch darling, help me..." She felt almost weak and limp with the desire that suddenly overwhelmed her. Just turning him on had put her on fire!
The boy's expression didn't change. His hand reached out and gently pulled hers aside. She gasped with the feel as his own hand took over the work. His touch was more direct, the finger found her clitoris and pushed in on it. Her mouth fell open and her back arched up off the mattress as she felt the jolt of sensation take her breath away. Before she could recover from that, she felt his finger force its way up into her wet cunt, then he inserted another finger in beside it, the two of them wiggled and pulled at her steaming lips. Her belly jerked under the hard spasms of joy.
"Terry, oh darling! Oh, that's so nice. You make me feel so hot!" She knew that her orgasm was coming on too fast, she couldn't take this sort of thing for long, but it felt so good that she couldn't stop him, not now! Each stroke of his fingers stretched and pulled at her soft lips. The feeling was overpowering and she could feel her grip on reality slipping away, her mouth opened and she started to babble again.
"Darling... aghhhggg!!! Roll your fingers,... yes, yes that's the way! Ohhhhhhh honey, I'm so hot I can't stand it! Please, honey, climb on me and fuck me.!!" The boy didn't respond; instead the fingers worked faster and faster in her. "Terry... please! If you don't stop now, I'll come right here on your finger. I don't want to waste it! Please honey, put that pretty cock up in my cunt and fill me up with it!!"
Her fingers were pulling at his arm, she felt weak and uncoordinated and all she could do was scrabble at the arm, trying to pull him on top of her. At last he moved. He grinned at her as he got to his feet and crawled up on the bed.
Sandy watched the boy slip between her open thighs, her belly shook with desire as she watched the stiff prick waggle back and forth as he moved. He was moving slowly, tormenting her with his deliberate movements, fanning the flames of her need until she was ready to beg him to fuck her! He lowered himself until the stiff head of his cock was brushing against the hard clitoris that peeped out from the fold of her flesh, but he didn't push himself in!
"Please honey, what are you waiting for?" She felt her cunt contract sharply and couldn't hold back the tortured moan. "Aghhhhggg!!! Terry, please put it in me, honey, please fuck me right now!"
"Do you really want it?" His voice was smooth as he gently rubbed his cock tip along the wet furrow between her writhing thighs.
"Yes, YES!!! Please honey, why won't you...." Her voice died because she couldn't think of any words. Her body was almost out of control now. Her thighs flopped up and down as she held them open with her hands, opening herself to him like a whipped dog!
"I just wanted to be sure that you really wanted it," the boy said calmly as he slowly lowered his body the rest of the way and she felt the thick penis head squeeze through the opening and slide up her soaking channel.
Sandra was ashamed of her begging him but the reward of the thick bar of meat was so good that she forgave herself at once. Terry was moving slowly in her, making long, smooth strokes, pulling back until he was almost out of her before he reversed the motion and dipped back up into her until she could feel his full balls slapping against her bottom!
"Oh honey," she groaned as she hugged him tight. "It feels so good, don't tease Sandy, please honey be nice and fill me up, I need you so much!" Her firm thighs wrapped themselves over his moving back and she hung beneath him, attached to his surging, punishing prick.
Each time that he shoved it up in her, Sandy gasped and shuddered as the slick flesh brushed over her clitoris. She felt helpless and torn by the delicious spasms that wracked her mind. She couldn't get enough of the meat that invaded her, she wanted more!
Almost as if he could read her mind, she felt his arms reach down and hook themselves under her knees and then he lifted. As he leaned forward, her thighs were lifted and pushed back until she thought she was going to be bent in half! She saw her knees as they almost touched her face but the best of it was Terry.
Suddenly he was in her even deeper! Again and again she felt the broad tip of his prick slam up against her womb and a dull, aching pleasure filled her. Before she could even tell him, she felt the terrible surge of his senses and an orgasm shook and tore at her.
She heard herself babble and mutter at him, she bit his shoulder and said wicked and filthy things to the boy as he slammed up into her again and again. Nothing mattered, nothing she said or did, nothing was worse than being without this!!!
When Sandy managed to gain control of herself again she realized that he hadn't come, the strokes that battered her hadn't slowed and he showed no sign that he was even near!
She couldn't have made him stop, even if she wanted him to. She was content to relax and give her body, loving the feel of his strong muscles, his hard cock. She glanced over and saw them both in the mirror. She'd forgotten to show it to him before. She watched him as he drove himself up into her and she was surprised how sexy it looked. She'd seen films of others making love and they always looked foolish to her, but now she didn't feel foolish at all. Each movement was interesting and she was amazed to feel the swirling motion in her belly and knew that she was hot again. Her clitoris was hard and throbbing!
Terry dropped her legs for a while. She tucked her feet in behind his knees and flopped her body up and down to meet his. Suddenly he raised himself up on his arms and he almost pulled away from her tossing body.
"Turn over, come on! Turn over, Mrs. Taylor!!" There was the crack of command in his voice and it ignited something in her. She felt a thrill racing through her nerves as she pulled loose and started to turn over on her face. They'd never done this before!
She didn't turn fast enough to suit him and she was surprised to feel a sharp slap across her unprotected bottom. "Turn over!"
Sandy scrambled up on her knees and rested her head on her folded arms. A thrill of fear joined the other sensations that were shaking her body. She'd never been hit before and she was amazed at her reaction. She felt humble and eager as she waved her full bottom up in front of him. She peeked into the mirror and watched as Terry moved in between her spread thighs and nuzzled the wet tip of his prick in between her thighs. She felt it rub along the crack and wiggled her bottom as she groaned.
"Ahhhhh, there it is Terry. Take me, fuck me like a dog honey, I've never done that!!" She could see the boy's tight grin as the cock eased in between the folds of her sopping cunt and then slammed back up into her. She felt her belly toss and her breath was almost driven out of her body by the force of the blow. His hands found easy grips on her hips and he hugged her soft ass up tight against his hard belly. He was so rough! She shivered with pleasure as the hard rod slithered up into her.
The surging prick stretched and pulled the sensitive lips of her sex. It felt so strange to have him coming into her from the rear. She'd often thought of it but had been too prudish to allow Jim to try it. The guilt was back for a second-she was giving a boy something she'd denied her own husband! A sudden flurry of shattering strokes drove the thought out of her stunning head.
One of Terry's gripping hands left her hip and swooped under her, catching one of her shaking breasts. The fingers squeezed hard as the thumb pressed in on the hard nipple. "Ohhhh!" she whined. The sharp little pains blended with the pleasure. The strangeness of the whole thing was over-powering. It built up a wildness in her again. Shudder after shudder passed through her as the wildness tore at her, stripping away her self control.
"Wiggle your ass, Mrs. Taylor," the boy demanded. As he spoke his hand slipped up between her parted thighs. Strong fingers found her throbbing clitoris and pulled gently.
Sandra gasped and moaned as she wiggled and thrust the soft globes of her ass back against him. The fingers stretched and pulled gently at the love button, driving her sweaty body harder and harder!
As she sobbed and babbled, her eyes darted back to the mirror and what she saw chilled the rational part of her mind as much as it inflamed the rest of her! With terrible clarity she saw herself. Her face, flushed and contorted as she crouched before the boy. She watched his hand working under her even as she felt the delicious torture of the stretching of her moist, sensitive flesh.
Each time the boy rammed the thick wedge of his cock up into her, she could see the shock waves pass along her soft flesh, making her thighs ripple and her full breasts shake.
"Oh God, I'm being screwed like a bitch in heat!" Her mind protested as it registered on the obscene, animal position. But it felt so good!!! Each mind jiggling blow from his cock drove her higher. She could feel the tension rising in her as her orgasm crept closer. She'd never come twice in one night, the idea frightened and unnerved her.
The finger frothed between her shaking thighs. She felt herself dripping her love juice all over his hand. His other hand slid up from her hips and pressed hard in the small of her back. She felt pinned to the bed, reduced to nothing more than a quivering, open cunt! A slobbering twat that gobbled and swallowed his thick meat!
"Ohhh Terry!" she babbled as his shattering stabs shook her. "Fuck me darling, fuck me harder!" She felt used and soiled being screwed like this but the feeling excited her rather than repulsing her. The tiny part of her mind that was rational was frightened. What was happening to her?
"Uggghhh!!!" Terry moaned. "Shake your ass, rub it all over me, I'm going to come!" Sandra heard him and felt the fingers pinching and pulling at her clit. A thin scream of pain and pleasure worked up her tight throat as she obeyed. Grunting and sobbing she twirled and shook her bottom, feeling the machine-gun strokes as the boy tried to come, to fill her aching pussy with his soothing come.
The excitement swirled higher in her belly and she screamed as the first thunderous jolt of her orgasm hit her.
"Aggggg!!"
The boy reacted to her sudden movements as she flopped and shuddered under him. As his iron-hard prick tore at her tender cunt, his hand rose and fell, delivering stinging smacks to her bobbing ass!
"Harder, Mrs. Taylor!! Shake it!"
She reacted to the surprising blows, her body twisted and shook as if she was trying to tear his cock off of him and keep it for herself!!
Her mouth fell open in a soundless, primitive scream as she felt the first hot gush of his semen fill her sucking cunt.
Terry was moaning and thrashing as he pumped raw life into her. His jerking hips pulled the squirting hose loose for a second. She moaned as she felt a few hot drops of his cum spatter and fall across her humped back before he could stuff the hot nozzle back into her gaping opening.
Her legs were shaking and she couldn't support herself any longer. Falling forward, the breath was squeezed out of her as the boy lit on her back; his strong, young body still slamming itself at her!
They finally lay still, the only sound in the room was the mingled harshness of their breathing. A sweet tiredness had hold of her. She felt full and satisfied-at peace with everything! She smiled sleepily as she felt him slowly pull free from her. A second passed and when she smiled again as something warm and soft pressed against her bottom. The boy had left the bed and was out of the room before her foggy brain told her he had just kissed her sweaty buttock!
She had drifted off, a warm soothing cloth had wiped her clean and dried her but she was just aware of it. It didn't wake her completely. It wasn't until she felt a gentle shake of her shoulder that she really awoke.
"Mrs. Taylor?... Sandy, wake up. It's almost eleven-thirty." The words startled her and she sat up in the rumpled bed.
"Eleven-thirty? Wh... why did you let me sleep?"
Terry just smiled and sat beside her. She noticed with a small pang of regret that he was already dressed and ready to go.
She stumbled up from the bed and found he'd brought her clothes in for her. As her sleep numbed fingers fumbled with buttons and snaps, she was faintly embarrassed to be naked in front of him while he was fully dressed.
They stopped only long enough to fix the bed. Outside, Terry went to open the gate while she slowly drove the car around.
It wasn't until they were well away from the cabin that she really began to think about what had happened during the evening. Something had changed, tonight was really different and she wasn't certain that she approved of the change! Terry had never been so demanding before, so aggressive. She shivered when she remembered the twisting finger in her anus. There was a definite increase in her pulse when she thought of the sharp slaps on her bottom. She was angry with herself, she was getting excited just thinking about it!
"It's going to have to stop," she muttered unaware that she was talking out!'
"What?"
"A... Never mind.... I'll tell you some other time." The boy stirred in the seat next to her.
"Stop by the trees, it's dark there," he said. She was surprised, she'd been driving without thinking and hadn't realized how far they had come.
She stopped the car in the deep shadow of some trees. When she snapped off the lights she could barely see the boy next to her. She could see his hand as it reached out for her. Willingly, she slid across the seat and sat close to him. After glancing around to make certain that they weren't being watched, she offered her mouth for a quick goodnight kiss.
She was surprised and more than a little flustered by the urgent kiss she got instead. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and wrapped itself around hers. A hand moved across and squeezed her breasts, the sensation was so strong it even made her toes tingle!
When the kiss broke, he still held her tight. His face nuzzled alongside hers until he nibbled at the soft flesh of her neck. A little shudder of excitement raced along her nerves. "Please honey, not here, someone might...." Her urgent whisper was stilled by the wet tongue that slipped back into her mouth.
The searching fingers dropped away from her breast and after a moment closed down over her wrist. She felt her hand being guided and it wasn't until her fingers brushed against the tight front of the jeans that she knew what he wanted.
This was insane! Necking and feeling with this child right in town. Right where anyone who passed by might see them! She knew she should stop but even as she was thinking about it her fingers were tearing at the buttons that separated her from his warm, hard tool. By the time the second kiss had stopped she had his smooth, boy-prick in her hand and she was slowly gripping and stroking at it. "Terry! Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?"
Her voice had a laugh in it as he answered. "Then they'll see that nice Mrs. Taylor doing naughty things in a parked car!"
She was about to protest when his fingers clamped down on the back of her neck, the strong hand was pulling her head down towards his lap! As her head went lower she could see the white stalk of his organ looming up in front of her. The position was uncomfortable and she found herself sliding away, so that she could bend even lower.
"Terry, this is insane, let go! Look, I don't know what you think but I'm not going to... ullppp!!" Her whispering voice was stilled by the blunt head of the penis as it slipped between her lips and lay along her tongue!!
Oh God, I can't do this, she told herself. I won't risk being caught sucking a boy! But she did, her lips clamped down tight around the thickening stem and her cheeks caved into deep hollows as she avidly sucked and lipped the fleshy prong.
Terry's free hand toyed and teased with her hanging breasts as he guided her head up and down with the other. Mmmmm!! It felt so slick and smooth against her tongue, the saliva-coated cock glided in and out of her mouth as if it had been oiled. She loved the taste and the feel of him, she couldn't help loving such a silky, suckable love pole!
The feel of the flesh rubbing in and out of her mouth made the nerve endings of her lips tingle. She remembered her first time in the garage; how frightened and excited she'd been when her brother and his friend took her in and got her oh her knees. She could still remember.... Her train of thought was interrupted. She heard a sound! There it was again; those were footsteps, someone was coming!!
She tried to pull her head away. She mustn't let anyone see her! Terry's hand tightened on her neck, he wouldn't let her up! In fact, he began to raise and lower his pelvis, driving more and more of the thick stem in between her stretched jaws!
She could hear two sets of footsteps and the low murmur of two women chatting as they strolled down the sidewalk. Just as they sounded as if they were abreast of the car, she felt the wet flesh in her mouth began to swell and jerk. She was in a near panic, she heard the voices clearly as the prick twitched again and shot a hot glob of cum against her curling tongue!
Sandra shuddered and fought to resist the urge to cough and gag as the flying spray of semen flooded her mouth and trickled down her throat. She had no choice, she had to gulp down the slick flow of milky come or choke! Trying to swallow as quietly as she could, she worked at the spouting tip. God! Where was it all coming from? Her tongue raced along the underside of the pulsing penis, pressing firmly against the flesh, milking him.
At last he stopped shooting and she could breathe again. The footsteps were fading down the block and the loudest thing she could hear was her own heart as it thudded against her ribs.
Once she had sucked him dry and licked him clean she felt the fingers on her neck loosen and she was allowed to sit up. She leaned back against the seat, exhausted, as the boy buttoned his pants.
"I'll see you tomorrow night, about eight." She started to protest but he ignored it. "Eight sharp here, it's important."
He opened the door and the light went on, he grinned at her as he slipped out. "You better wipe your mouth before you go home!" Then the door shut and he was gone.
Sandra was struck by a sudden sense of urgency and she drove away as quickly as she could. When she stopped at the next light she could see her face in the mirror. A long, thick string of white cum dribbled from the corner of her mouth! Quickly she found a tissue and scrubbed at the sticky evidence.
She was still nervous and upset with herself as she pulled in the driveway. Looking up she saw a light in Debbie's window. It was late, why wasn't she in bed?
As she put the car away and entered the house, she felt guilty. Jim was out of town on business and she should have been here with her daughter instead of going out and....
When she passed her daughter's room she saw her lying on her bed as she read. The short nightie she wore had ridden up until Sandra could see her daughter's smooth little sex, curled and folded together like a unopened flower. There were just a few hairs sprinkled across the silky vee, a few hairs that told of approaching womanhood. "Pull down your nightie and go to sleep," she called out, then hurried to her room. Inside she quickly pulled off her things and got into the shower.
She was out of the shower and combing her hair when Debbie sauntered in.
"Hi, have a nice time?"
"Sure, you know how lectures are, dull to some, interesting to others."
"Uh huh," her daughter mumbled and leaned against the door.
Sandra was about to brush her teeth but she could still taste the yeasty flavor of Terry's cum on her tongue and decided to wait. She hung up her towel and was just reaching for her gown when Debbie's question frightened her.
"Hey, how did you get those red marks?" Sandra's head snapped up. Debbie was pointing to her bottom. Turning so she could see in the mirror, she saw four red marks across her round buttock. The white skin made the marks look livid. Terry's slapping had left its mark!
"Oh.... I must have bumped into something I guess. I don't really know dear."
"Boy you must have bumped it hard!" There was the hint of a giggle in her voice, "It looks like somebody's been spanking you!"
CHAPTER THREE
The morning came too soon for Sandra. She dreaded the time when Debbie would leave for school and she would be alone. She was sharp and bad tempered with the girl during breakfast and that only acted to hurry her departure. She knew she was being unfair but couldn't stop. The tension ate at her nerves.
When the front door slammed shut her heart gave a flutter. She hurried about the house. She dusted and cleaned things that didn't need it, anything to keep from thinking about the situation. But she wasn't fooling herself, she had to sit down and think it over.
She went back and forth over all the reasons she had against her relationship with the boy. She thought about the previous night and remembered how frightened she'd been hearing those women talking as she crouched in the car sucking him!
What would have happened if she'd been caught? How could she explain? Then she made a mistake: she let her memory roll on and once again she was in that car, his thick pole filled her mouth. She could almost feel the silky prick against her tongue and taste the maleness of him!
She wiggled on the sofa cushion as she felt the first sweet stirrings between her thighs. "Think of something else," she said out loud but it didn't work. In her mind she ran her fingers lightly up and down the erect cock, she rolled the balls back and forth over her fingers while she sucked and nipped at the juicy tip.
Sandra shook herself but it was too late. The swirling between her thighs throbbed through her body. Her breasts were growing hard and hot under her robe. She knew what would happen if she didn't get up and move, but she couldn't make her body function. Instead of getting to her feet, her hand slipped under the robe and her fingers found the soft underside of her breast. She couldn't repress the sigh of pleasure that slipped up her throat. Slowly, she ran the tips up the curve of her breast until she found the nipple. The little organ was already so hard that it ached. She pulled the nipple gently, urging it to grow taller and harder.
As her fingers teased and pulled at the nipple she felt a desire to see. She jerked at the robe and it fell open.
She stared down at her hand. It was almost as if the hand belonged to someone else. She closed her eyes and pretended it belonged to Terry, but the second she did, she felt her puffy sex grow warmer. She glanced down her body and saw drops of love juice seeping past her parted vaginal lips. She ran a soothing finger in between the lips to stop the sensation. She stopped it, but the starburst of sensation the finger brought made her flinch!
"This is filthy and I'm going to stop," she said firmly. But those were just words. Her finger moved faster instead of stopping. Her eyes stared at the finger as it moved in the folded flesh, stretching and wetting the tender tissues. Each stroke was like pouring oil on the fire in her vagina. Each stroke brought new jolts of pleasure!
Her thighs lifted and spread themselves, opening her wet slit to the finger. She groaned deep in her throat as she rolled the hard clitoris under her finger. It felt sooooo good!
That moralistic part of herself was protesting, it called her names and tried to shame her for laying half naked and masturbating while she thought of doing filthy things with a boy!
Again and again her thoughts drifted back to Terry. She shuddered as she thought of the finger he'd pushed up in her. She felt the little muscles of her anus tighten when she imagined him putting his prick up there!
Sandra bit her lip and shook her head. She wouldn't think about that! All her life she'd wondered about being fucked in the rear, she was frightened and intrigued by the thought of doing that....
The finger raced up and down her gaping slit. The sticky dampness was dribbling down between her thighs, making the soft globes of her buttocks rub together slickly. The oiled feeling brought on more thoughts and she imagined kneeling before him as he slid his big hard stick up her anus.
She couldn't help the thin squeak of imagined pain that fell from her open mouth. Slowly, her free hand crept down between her thighs until a fingernail scratched at her wrinkled little opening.
The effect was startling, her eyes went wider as the delightful spasm of pleasure shook her. It felt so good that she couldn't stop. The finger pressed in against her clenched muscles and wiggled. Her other fingers pressed and toyed at the pulsing clitoris as she gritted her teeth and pressed again.
"Agggghhh!" The small groan of pain echoed in her head as the finger pressed past the muscle and sunk into her virgin anus. She felt the sharp little pains darting through her, accompanied by a strange, pulsing pleasure.
As she pressed the twisting, flexing finger deeper she babbled to herself. "Perverted whore, ahhh!! Cock sucker, baby fucker! Freak...." But the names only seemed to rouse her even more. She felt a sudden burst of pleasure as her climax swept up and over her. She moaned and sighed. One finger rapidly rolling her excited clit as the other lashed and tore at her quivering anus!!
Later, as she scrubbed at her hands trying to wash away the guilt, she was so ashamed of her animal behavior that she couldn't look at herself in the mirror over the sink!
"This is insane!" she told herself. "I'm a grown woman, an adult, and I've been acting like a cat in heat!! Well, it's going to stop right now. No more of this!"
That evening, as she sat in her car by the trees waiting for Terry, she felt strong and resolute. She may have lost her mind for a while, but she was fine now! The boy's sudden appearance at the door startled her, throwing her off balance.
"Hey, wake up, Mrs. Taylor! What's the matter? Did I scare you?" He was in the car and had the door shut behind him before she could even think of a response. It wasn't until she felt his hand on her bare thigh that she could find any words.
"Uh... Terry. Stop a minute I... I want to talk to you. It's very important."
The boy stopped for a moment, but he didn't take his hand away from her.
"I've been thinking today, about us, and..." She felt her tongue falter and thicken as she stared at the boy. He was calmly shaking his head.
"Sandy, you've come up with this 'we can't go on' routine before and nothing's changed. You aren't going to quit. You like cock too much to quit and we both know it!"
The hand on her thigh gripped her hard. She felt her fine resolve melting and flowing away under the hard touch.
By the time his hand had moved up her thighs and a strong finger pressed in against her panties, the only thing she could think of was how foolish it was to have worn panties here tonight!
"You love this. You know you do, go on and admit it." The finger twirled up against her swelling mound. She felt the answer being forced out of her by the full surge of sensation welling up in her cunt.
"Ahhh! Oh Terry, I never said I didn't love it, it's just that I... Ohhh!!" The jabbing finger found her button again and all she could do was sigh as she felt the juices gushing from the hairy opening, wetting the crotch of her sheer panties.
"Let's go to the cabin. You can show me how much you love it!"
She didn't want to go. Her moral voice was trying to rally her, but the jolts of sexual pleasure that tore through her blotted out any resistance she felt. Her hand turned the key and pulled the car away from the curb. Terry's hand was still working under her skirt.
As she drove she was aware of the shakiness of her legs. A finger found the streaming opening to her vagina. She heard the deep grunt that squeezed out of her lips as he roughly jabbed in and out of her.
She forced herself to concentrate on driving as he tormented her. All she needed was an accident because a boy was playing with her!
"Terry, honey! Can't you wait? You're driving me crazy!" His only response was a violent series of strokes that buried his finger up to his knuckle. She was making a steady whining sound as she turned the car and headed down the side road toward the cabin.
He kept one finger buried deep in her, his free hand slid up and down her bare thighs, tickling and teasing her, sending more ripples of excitement through her trembling body.
He didn't leave her until they were at the gate. She drove faster than usual, spattering gravel everywhere. Terry must have run hard to catch her because he was there when she shut off the motor.
The light flashed as he opened the door and she saw the strange look in his eyes as he pulled her from the car. He stayed next to her as they hurried inside. He had pulled up her skirt and his hand clutched her soft bottom as they walked.
Inside, she barely had time to shut the door before she felt his hand find her arm and she was being propelled down the hall to the bedroom. The door banged in the dark and they were there!
She stood still in the darkness listening to the heavy thudding of her heart. A wild excitement was surging in her blood. There was something unusual tonight. A mindless sexual thing!
The small light snapped on and the boy was almost tearing at his clothes as he came at her. Sandra was caught up in the excitement and she found her fingers working at the buttons of her blouse.
Her mind was almost a blank. Nothing mattered but the boy and the lovely hard organ between his legs. As she stripped off her clothing, her eyes never left his body. When he began pulling at his jeans, she was so excited she was afraid she might come before he had a chance to even touch her! As the jeans fell to his feet, her eyes feasted on the smooth ivory pole that was standing out from his lean belly. He stood naked in front of her as she tugged at her panties, she heard the fabric tear but she didn't care, she had to be naked with him! At last she stood naked. They stared at each other but Sandy's need was so strong that she couldn't stand still.
"Terry," she whined, "fuck me, darling. Lay me on the bed and fuck me until I faint!" Her arms reached out but he wasn't ready yet.
"Sure I'll fuck you, Mrs. Taylor. But first I want to be certain you really want it." For a short moment she was stunned. Want it? Her body was practically steaming!!
Strong fingers found her shoulders and she was on her way to her knees even before she knew what was happening. When her face rubbed against the hard stalk of his prick, she was more than willing. Anything, just so long as he put that firm tube up into her cunt and put out the flames that ate at her!
His hand pressed against the back of her neck as her open mouth blindly sought the pulpy tip of his prick. There it was!
She grunted in her throat as a twitch of his hips drove his hot cock deep into her mouth. A heavy shudder of pleasure shook her. Sucking the hard young prick satisfied some terrible need she felt. She sucked and slobbered at the thick intruder as it mashed down against her tongue. Terry wasn't passive tonight. His lean young hips moved back and forth. He was fucking her mouth! Using the wet, red oval of her pursed lips as a vagina. She whimpered in protest when she felt it being jerked away from her.
"Lick it, Sandy, give it a tongue bath." The fingers at her neck urged her on as her wet tongue worked down the pulsing shaft. When she got to his balls she licked and sucked at them, making the flesh feel slick and slippery. "Yea, that's it," he muttered and he pulled her even closer and raised himself slightly. Sandra felt her tongue wiggle back along the cord until she reached the root. Again she felt the strange urge to lick his anus! As if he could read her mind, Terry pressed forward, hard. For a few seconds she shivered and her kneeling body jerked as she wormed her tongue up against the tight opening!
She wasn't certain she was pleased as he pulled back a little and guided her mouth back to the hard head of his cock.
As she sucked and gobbled at him, her head made a rapid bobbing motion. She was puzzled for a moment when he shifted positions, but when she felt his shin press up against her wet pussy, she understood.
Moaning and grunting she pressed her crotch against his leg, her pelvis mashing up against it. She clung to him, exciting her burning clitoris against his shin while her mouth gulped and swallowed the tube of cock flesh.
The grip on the back of her neck changed and she realized that Terry was pulling her up, forcing her to her feet. She was content where she was and for a moment she resisted.
"Up on the bed Mrs. Taylor... come on, I thought you wanted to get fucked!"
She felt his strong hands under her arms and she was almost thrown up on the bed. She wiggled around and spread her thighs she was so hot! Terry was scrambling up between her legs. She couldn't take her eyes off his wet pole as it swayed back and forth. It was wet because it had been in her mouth! She shivered with delight when she thought of it. He brought the red tip up and she whimpered as she felt it rub along her wet furrow and bump up against her swollen clitoris.
"Honey," she moaned softly as she ran her fingers up and down the pulsing shaft, "don't tease me tonight. Fuck me right away, darling, and I'll do anything you want later. But you have to put it in me now!!" She hated herself for begging like this, but she wanted it so badly she'd go crazy if he didn't help her put out this fire!
Terry didn't answer her but she felt the thick head move. Her fingers trembled as they guided it to her seeping opening. Her entire body jerked when his cockhead shouldered its way up her sex channel, spreading the silky tissue, making room for itself in her body.
Terry was suddenly gentle with her and Sandy glowed with well being as he slowly forced the thick cock up into her. His hands lifted her thighs as the pole slid into her. His breath was warm on her neck.
It was so good! She murmured and sighed in his ear as she felt the welcome pressure of him against the rippling walls of her slick sheath. Her fingernails traced little paths along the skin of his shoulders, not scratching, just denting the surface.
Finally he was all the way in her. She moaned softly when the thick column of the root pressed firmly against her swollen love bud. The pressure sent ripples of pleasure out through her body and they burst like little rainbows in her fevered mind.
"You feel so tight," the boy muttered as he slowly withdrew the thick cock, only to press it back into her again. Again and again he made the slow, tantalizing movements. Each stroke was better than the last. Each slow stroke drove her hunger to a higher pitch. A round ball of pleasure hit her reeling mind and bruised what little self control she had.
She heard her voice gibber and mumble at Terry, the sound was strained and rough. It almost hurt to talk. He raised himself as he stroked in and out of her clinging cunt. She looked down her body and watch as the white staff appeared and disappeared between the swollen lips of her wet box. She shivered with pleasure as she saw the shining pole enveloped in the wet hold of her sex. It made the thrilling sensations even more brilliant when she could see. She'd never really watched herself being fucked before!
Terry hooked one arm under her knee and lifted, a groan of joy forced its way from her lips as she felt the thick tip bump against the neck of her womb. It felt strange to have her thigh lifted so high. She felt helpless as the boy-cock speared into her. She didn't resist when he lifted the other thigh, bending her almost double as he lunged in at her, stretching her willing cunt lips.
"Faster," she moaned, "fuck me faster, darling, tear me up with your cock!!" She was pleased to hear his answering groan as his body rose and fell over hers.
Each stroke of his prick made her shudder. She'd been so close to an orgasm before he entered her that she was popping and crackling now! The deep sexual heat radiated through her. Her animal needs rose up in her, begging to be satisfied.
The boy pulled back again and she waited for him to thunder back up into her, but he didn't!
His voice was harsh and strained as he made his demand. "Roll over and lift your ass."
She'd forgotten about that!
"I said roll over!"
She heard the command in his voice and remembered the stinging spanking she'd received for being slow the last time. Whimpering, Sandy quickly rolled over on her face and offered her lush bottom. She sighed with pleasure as his firm meat found the opening and slid into her. The full feel of Terry's cock gliding up her vagina was so good she had to wiggle her hips with an excess of excitement.
He was moving slower now, each stroke was deliberate and powerful. The impact of his hard body against her bottom sent shock waves through her making her flesh shudder as it passed.
She was startled when he caught her hand in his. He pulled the hand back until it was between her thighs, her fingers brushing against her wet mound.
"Play with yourself," he demanded and rubbed her limp fingers back and forth over her throbbing clitoris. "Do it," the voice insisted.
She knew it was vile and lewd, but Sandy couldn't help obeying. The suggestion was too strong! The feeling was too good! She groaned as her eager fingers found the slick button and stroked it. It was so nice; his rigid prick deep inside her as her fingers petted her clit!
Something warned her and she glanced over at the mirror and found the boy avidly staring at her as she panted and wiggled under him. Her moral voice came to life for a moment as she realized he was watching her masturbate while he screwed her! A blush of shame crossed her face, but she couldn't stop, she needed this so badly!
Even as she stared back at him, Sandy saw his hand slip up under her and wet a finger in the dribble that ran down her thighs. She trembled because she knew what was coming, but she couldn't protest, or look away.
Slowly he withdrew the wet finger and slipped it in between the velvet cheeks of her bottom. She bit her lips when it pressed against the crinkled opening. Why am I letting him do this to me? She moaned as the slick fingertip pressed harder and she felt the muscle weakening.
All this time his prick was still ramming in and out of her and her fingers worked back and forth over her own hot clit. She felt the small jolts of pleasure coming closer and knew that she was going to come!
The firm pressure of Terry's finger in her rear finally won out and she gasped at the pain as it wormed around in her, stretching and loosening her tight anus. This time she was aware when she felt the little bursts of pain turned into jolts of pleasure. What was happening to her?
As the finger sank deeper into her pulsing rectum, she felt the slick meat of his cock filling her greedy vagina. Just a few more delicious strokes and she'd come! She pulled hard at her small clit. She had to climax, she had to have a release from these terrible tensions!
"Ahhhiiiiieeee!!" She screamed as she felt the madness of her orgasm rip at her mind. Her body thrashed and bucked under the boy, her nipples stung as they rubbed on the rough bedspread. It was too much! The hard cock battered at her slobbering cunt, the finger turned and twisted in her bowels. She felt her mind being torn loose from reality as spasm after monstrous spasm of sensation lifted her and spun her out in a dizzy whirl.
Sandra was only vaguely aware when Terry began to groan and pant. She winced when he pulled the punishing finger from her anus and used both hands to crush her soft ass up against his belly. Spurt after spurt of his hot seed spilled into her as she made a strange, nonstop, humming sound. There was no up or down, no pain or pleasure. She floated on a cloud of exhausted passion, her mind a total void.
When she finally swam back to awareness she didn't know where she was! Then she heard Terry's even breathing and turned her head. He was sleeping. She stared at his handsome face and the clean lines of his body. There was a small thrill of pride when she saw him. She was proud that she could attract such a good looking male youth!
As her eyes traveled down his body, she felt the small aftershocks of her orgasm and realized that she was hungry for more, no matter how good it had been before! Lovingly, she stared at the limp organ that lay across his thigh. A small drop of milky come trembled in the one blind eye of the head and she wanted to suck it into her hungry mouth.
When she realized what she was thinking, she tore her hungry eyes away from him and stared at the ceiling. Why was she so eager to suck Terry? She couldn't help remembering again how excited she'd been when her brother's friend had put his in her mouth when she was eleven. She'd felt so important and grown up when they had let her play with them. Even when they went into the garage and showed her their hard young pricks. She was eager and interested when someone suggested she could prove how grownup she was by sucking the thing.
Sandy couldn't repress the small shudder of excitement she felt when she remembered how strange and scary it had been when she first felt the wide head slip through her lips and press down on her tongue! She could recall how proud and superior she'd felt, playing with her big brother and his friend. She would have submitted to anything for the honor. Even when he grabbed her head and shot that hot come in her mouth it was exciting!
She remembered how she had coughed and spit in surprise when it first spurted against the roof of her little mouth, but she learned and soon she was sucking and swallowing all the rest. That had been an exciting day, she'd done it twice for the boy and once for Tommy, her brother! Even now she felt the first stirrings of excitement when she thought of it. Was that the reason she liked to mouth and suck Terry, because it reminded her of that very first experience?
Moving quietly, she let her hand rest gently on the semi-hard rod and rotated her palm over it gently. She was still confused and a little afraid of the overwhelming desire she had been feeling. It was this boy and this cock that had been the father of those desires. She wasn't certain if she loved him for it, or hated him.
Terry muttered softly in his sleep and moved a little. She stopped rubbing for a moment, content to feel the organ under her hand stir and grow a little. When he settled down again, she returned to the slow stroking motion, feeling the drop of sticky come rub against the smooth flesh of her palm.
She was so engrossed in her stroking and toying with his prick that she didn't notice his hand move until the fingers caught hold of her hanging nipple and squeezed. She gasped with surprise and pleasure as she felt the fingers milking at her full breast and rubbed the stiffening cock even harder.
"You really have a bad case today, don't you Sandy?" She heard a strange tone in his voice but she couldn't deny the truth of what he said. Snuggling up close to him she began to whisper hotly in his ear.
"Darling, I'm a wild woman today. I have to have more of you or I'll burst. Get hard again Terry and you can fuck me until I faint. Any way, anything you want, just feed me your fat prick!"
She was a little abashed at the vulgar way she put it but she was pleased at the results. The stalk under her hand stiffened a bit more and she could see his pulse pick up in a vein at his temple.
The fingers that still held her nipple tightened and began to pull down. "Suck my balls a little and maybe I can help you." The words were crude and she was a little offended but, looking down, she saw the furry lumps of his testicles, saw the tight pink skin under the hairs and her mouth began to water.
She allowed her head to be pulled down until she lay across his spread thighs, her open mouth pressed against the hardening staff of his organ. She couldn't let the boy order her around, or let him think that she would allow any vile thing that he could think up! But she couldn't force herself to refuse this. The balls looked so inviting and her wet tongue licked out and bathed them.
Slowly she moved down until she was laying directly between his thighs, laying on her belly as she gently sucked and rolled the fat balls around on her tongue. Each motion of her head, each motion of her working tongue was sending small signals of excitement down her body. The pool of excitement between her wet thighs was growing and boiling. He had barely touched her and she was already so hot that she could cry! She sucked and licked at him, her tongue worked back up under his balls and worried the thick vein of his root back and forth. He lifted his thighs slightly and she saw his crinkled anus. Her whole body shook as she rammed her tongue up against it and wet it with her saliva. She felt the lips of her cunt opening and getting wet again and knew that she would beg for it if he didn't pull her up and fuck her soon!
Just as she thought that, she thrilled to feel his strong hands under her arms as he pulled her up to his level. He could read the helpless desire that was on her face. She didn't have to tell him how much she needed it!
The boy reached behind him and pulled up a pillow and placed it in the middle of the bed. Strong hands helped her shaking body roll over until she lay with the pillow under her belly, forcing her round bottom up in the air. Even as she spoke she knew what the answer would be. She'd known it all along, but had simply denied it to herself. "What are you going to do Terry?" Her voice sounded small and childlike, even to her. "Please honey, what are you going to do to me?"
"I'm going to fuck your ass, Mrs. Taylor. You want it, I can tell, and so do I! I'm going to fuck your ass till you're flying!!"
For a few seconds she tried to resist, but he was on top of her and held her down easily. She felt her thighs being pushed apart by his knees and she was open to him.
As he lowered himself on her and let the stiff shaft of his cock press in between her spread cheeks, she began to cry, large tears of fear gathered in her eyes and ran down her nose. She couldn't help it, it was so frightening!
"Stop the phony crying, Sandy," he said. His tone was hard as he wiggled up against her tighter. She shuddered when she felt the head squeeze in between the lips of her vagina for a little while she hoped that he was going to give up and fuck her the right way but that wasn't it. He only stayed in her long enough to make his prick wet and slick, then he pulled back and she felt the hard tip nuzzle up against her tender anus!
"Terry, please, it's too big. You'll hurt me honey. Please don't fuck me in the ass," she pleaded and wiggled, trying to evade the pressure she felt at her nether opening. The boy ignored her and continued to bore in. There was a blinding flash of pain as he found the center and shoved. "Aghhhgg, honey, it hurts," she whimpered, her voice muffled against the bedding. "Please don't shove it up meeeeiiii!!!!!" She felt the scream tear loose from her as the thick head of his cock popped past the tight ring of muscle and enter her rectum!!
Her lush body bucked and thrashed as she felt him cramming inch after thick inch of his cock up her stretched anus. It was so large, it felt like he was shoving a huge pole up into her. Her thighs vibrated and shook as she felt the unnatural fullness, felt the terrible presence of this intruder in her bowels.
"Damn you are tight!!" The boy's explosive comment shamed her, made her feel like some sort of animal. She was being raped and she couldn't stop it. He had pushed his nasty boy's prick up her virgin anus and was raping her there!!
At last she felt the last bit of his flesh cram itself into her and the furry balls bounced gently against her spread cunt lips. She had it all; she'd taken the full length of his cock up her ass!! A strange sort of pride flowed through Sandy, and she was almost ready for the ripping sensation as he began to slowly pull it out. He only pulled it out a few inches then cruelly pushed it back in again. Her belly shook with the force of the blow and she had to moan and shake her bottom. He pulled back again, a little more than before and she squealed as she felt the thick bar of flesh ram back up into her bowels, making room for itself in her body.
Within moments he was plunging in and out of her in a regular rhythm. She felt the terrible pain of her stretching anus and the pull on her muscles. Her toes spread out and clawed at the bedspread. It was wild and terrible and she felt her mind spin and threaten to leave her. Something was happening deep inside of her. She tried to deny it and pretend it wasn't happening but at last she had to moan again, a different moan; deep inside the pain was a glowing coal of pleasure and she fought against admitting that she loved it!!
CHAPTER FOUR
Sandra sat at the dining room table at home sipping a cup of coffee. Each time her body shifted she felt a dull twinge of pain. When she felt the pain she would remember what had happened last night and another kind of pain would hit her. All day long she had been trying to block out what she had done last night and the tension was making her jumpy. Things were going badly today. First, Debbie had reminded her that she would be gone this evening to a slumber party. Sandra had given her permission a week ago, she hadn't known that she would be alone then. Jim had called this morning, from New York. He was "hung up" and wouldn't be home until late Monday evening. She was going to be alone tonight, alone when she wanted desperately to be with someone, she didn't dare be alone and have a whole night to think!
The coffee was cold and she walked to the pot to warm it. She had moved without thinking. The stinging sensation that came from her bottom reminded her again of what she had done. It was no use, she couldn't forget it!
Back at the table she forgot about the hot coffee in the cup as her mind slipped back into bed with Terry. She felt a flush cover her face as she imagined what she must have looked like as the boy stuffed his thick cock up her tiny anus. She could remember how she groaned and squealed as the slick flesh speared into her, spreading and stretching her. At first it had hurt and she had wiggled and jerked wildly in an attempt to dislodge the boy who rode her soft back, but all that had done was to help him shove it deeper in her until she was afraid that it would burst through her body and come out her screaming mouth! That had been bad, she had been helpless under the steaming thrusts of his cock, but when she had begun to understand that she could like it, that was worse!
She held her head in her hand as she thought of how surprised she had been when she felt the thick, syrupy joy. It wasn't the same as having it where it belonged, but did it ever feel good!! She had moaned and writhed as the thick intruder had almost split her open, her belly still ached from the hard work it had done by arching and wiggling her ass up for him, hunching and rubbing her body for him like a mad animal.
A deep seated worry came at Sandra again and again. She wasn't like this, she wasn't the whore and animal that she acted like! Why was she doing this to herself? Until a few months ago she had led a calm and quiet life, a little dull maybe, but it hadn't contained the shame and fear that her life did now!
Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was only six. She had the rest of the evening to think of the terrible things she had done. She ran her hand down her arm. She shivered at the touch. She felt dirty and soiled just thinking about her animal response to the anal rape. She pushed the cup away and marched into the bathroom.
Under the stinging shower she tried to wash away the feeling she had, but soap wouldn't touch her where she wanted it most! As she roughly scrubbed her body with the washrag, she tried not to notice the ripples of excitement as her hand passed over her soapy mound, and especially when she soaped the crack between her buttocks!
She was just drying herself when she heard a knock at the back door. That was strange, no one she knew ever came to the back door.
Slipping on a robe she hurried down the stairs to see who it was. It was almost dark outside and she couldn't see who it was until he turned and looked into the window. Her heart dropped to her feet; it was Terry! Hurriedly she opened the door and dragged him inside.
"What do you mean coming here? You know we agreed that the house was the last place we could meet! How dare you just come here?" She was really angry, but it didn't seem to worry Terry. He waited calmly until her tirade finally ran down.
"Relax, Mrs. Taylor, nobody saw me come here. I slipped up the alley. I saw Debbie today and she told me she was going to a slumber party and that your old man wasn't coming home until Monday, so I figured that you_ might like a little company tonight." The smirk on the boy's handsome face made Sandy angry and she was about to toss a snide remark at him when she felt his hand slip under the flap of the robe and caress her breast!
"Terry... don't touch me. Not... here... At least not in the... kitchen." She felt her anger drain away and all she could think about was the smooth pleasure of his hands on her full breast.
His voice was warm in her ear as he slipped an arm around her shoulders. "You have the greatest tits in town, Sandy. Let me see." She winced a little at the word "tits," but she meekly pulled the belt of the robe loose and held it open so that they both could see his hand toying with the hard nipple. She watched as the nipples of both breasts went from soft bumps to ridged, red-brown spears as he touched them. His hand went to his mouth for a moment and he wet his fingers with saliva before he put them back against her breast. The slick feel of the flesh going over her nipples made her knees shake.
"Please.... Terry. Not in here, take me to bed if you have to but not in the kitchen!" He grinned at her and began to guide her out of the room. Her legs were shaky and he held her arm as they reached the stairs. As she struggled up the stairs, she felt his other hand stroking up and down her flexing thighs, sending chills of anticipation through her.
At the top of the steps she started to head for her room, but he stopped her and instead pulled her through the door and into Debbie's room. "No, Terry, not in my daughter's bed! Please, let's make love on my bed." He wasn't listening to her. Instead, he pulled the gown down her nerveless arms and she stood naked in front of him. Gently he sat her on the edge of the bed. She stayed there as she watched him calmly undress himself.
She felt the dampness between her thighs growing and a sudden surge of desire hit her hard. She stared at the strong muscles of his chest as he stripped off the shirt, and waited hungrily as she waited for his sweet prick.
When he was naked he grinned down at her again and held the hard shaft of his cock. Before she could even guess what he planned he stepped forward and offered the upthrust cock to her mouth.
She couldn't respond, her muscles wouldn't work. It was terrible, making love on her own daughter's bed! She simply couldn't do it. He calmly rubbed the leaking cock head across her lips and cheek, leaving streaks of wet, sticky love juice on her cheek. In spite of herself, her traitorous tongue slid out of her mouth and bathed the spongy head of his cock.
As she slowly and carefully licked his beautiful rammer, the voice in her mind ranted on: she shouldn't do this, she knew it had to stop! But she couldn't stop. Just the touch of his cock on her tongue made her desires flame up and her swelling cunt drip.
Shyly, her own hand crept up and stroked his hard balls. After a few seconds she brushed his fingers away and held the rigid prick steady as she slowly sucked it deep in her mouth. She heard his sigh Of pleasure as his hand stroked the hair back from her eyes. Her other arm slipped around his waist and squeezed and massaged his hard young buttocks. This was heaven!
One of his hands stayed on her head, guiding her mouth, a symbol of his total dominance over her. The other hand stroked her shoulders and moved down her curved back.
Terry moved his leg and the knee pressed firmly against her wet opening. Remembering the night before, she slid forward a little and mashed her squishy lips against it. She slowly rocked her pelvis, eager for the flashes of pleasure that the contact brought.
"I've been thinking about you all day," he said in a husky voice. "I didn't think I could wait until tonight before I put it in you again."
She heard his words and wished she could answer but her mouth was full of cock and he'd never let her loose just to talk! Instead, she pulled him closer to her as she ran her tongue back and forth over the head.
He was getting excited, she felt his balls slide up and wondered if he was going to finish in her mouth again? He made a few short fucking motions with his hips and she was forced to swallow added inches of him, more than she was accustomed to and she almost gagged as she felt the wedge of his cock head close her throat for a moment!
She was still trembling from that when he pulled the wet rod free of her sucking lips. He pushed her back across the bed and helped her lift her legs. Watching him crawl up between her thighs, she could see one of his knees was wet where she had pressed her soaking pussy against him.
There was no teasing or withholding this time. The cock found her opening and slid in. She was so wet and slick that it surged up into her in one steady stroke!
"Oh, darling, that feels so nice!" She cooed and murmured to him. Her thighs lifted and spread wider as she accepted the thick cock inside her body. She moaned in pure pleasure as he slowly rotated his hips, forcing his swollen prick to stretch her sucking opening.
His hips rose and fell, her sighs and small squeals were the only sounds in the room. The thick root of his prick pressed firmly down against her love button. Her belly shook as she felt the small explosions of tiny orgasms as she built up to the large one she felt coming. This was the best! This was the reason she endured so much, risked so much, this delicious cock was worth anything!
"Do you like it, Mrs. Taylor?" She moaned in his ear as she wiggled and shook herself under him.
"Darling, when you give me this I can forgive you for coming here. I love it, Terry!!" Her head was so groggy that it took a long time to understand his answer.
"That's good because... There's another thing you're going to have to forgive." Even as he spoke, he picked up the pace a little.
She was gasping with the added sensation of the faster strokes. "Wh... what... do you mean... 'something else'?"
He didn't stop, his thick organ worked smoothly inside of her. "I mean I know how much you love this and thought you might like twice as much of it."
A chill fell over Sandy, the heavy cock that worked in and out of her kept the animal part of her steaming but her mind snapped back into control again. "Twice as much... how could..." Her words froze in her throat. Over Terry's moving shoulder her eyes focused on something white, then it moved! Her heart stopped beating for a full second; there was someone else in the room!!
"Oh my God!" she screamed and kicked and pushed herself free of Terry. She only got as far as the foot of the bed when his hands caught her and held her in spite of her struggles. She was crouching on the bed, staring wild-eyed at a naked boy!
For a few seconds, she thought, this is a terrible dream. But the firm grip on her arms and Terry's voice in her ear made it real.
"... his name is Danny, he's a good buddy of mine. Don't worry! He knows how to keep his mouth shut."
Her dazed eyes left the boy's freckled face and slid downward until she focused on the long penis that stood hard in front of him. Even in the midst of her shame and fright she felt the animal in her respond to the hard flesh. She couldn't stop staring at the white shaft that grew up from a thin cover of reddish hair.
What was she doing? She shook her head and instinctively put her hand over her breasts, her eyes never leaving the boy. Terry was still talking to her. "... and he was out at the cabin last night, at the window. Just relax, Mrs. Taylor, it's going to be great." She could hardly believe what she was hearing! This child had been watching when Terry had...? She wanted to cry, her eyes were dry but she wanted to sob and run away before these boys turned her into a wild animal! She was aware of Terry motioning to the boy and watched with bewildered eyes as he smiled broadly and moved towards the bed!-
Sandy felt as if she was frozen. She couldn't fight or resist as Terry lifted her hand and stroked it along the side of the boy's hard penis.
Acting on instinct, her fingers curled around the pulsing hard-on and squeezed. She felt the excitement throbbing inside of him. Some of the excitement transmitted itself to her. Terry relaxed a little and she felt his prick brush against her naked hip. His hand lifted a breast and she was amazed to feel the strong thrill race through her as he pressed down against the swelling nipple.
Danny stirred slightly and he shyly touched her hand, the hand clutched at his erect prick. Goose pimples sprang up on her flesh as she felt two pairs of hands stroking her, touching her!
This was insane, unreal! Certainly she wasn't going to let both boys... well, she was going to put a stop to it-in a minute. Deep inside, Sandy knew she was finished. She felt the life pulsing in the prick and her belly went soft and yielding inside her. No! She couldn't. Not with two little boys.
Suddenly she felt the frustrated excitement flooding her cunt; she'd been so close before and this long, male stabber in her hand could ease that terrible need....
She felt the pressure of Terry's hand and knew he was pulling her back on the bed, opening her wet lips to the new invader. She wanted to resist the pressure. Now was the time to stop! Instead of stopping, she allowed herself to be pulled back; as she was, she kept a firm grip on Danny, pulling him up on the bed with her.
Her open thighs shook as she watched Danny crawl up to her. She stroked at his stocky shoulders. She wanted to talk to him, to get to know him. It was the act of an animal to mate with a stranger, but she couldn't think of a thing to say. Her eyes followed his stiff penis as it dipped down between her dripping lips.
The boy didn't need any help, he quickly found the center of her being and moved forward. The long tube slipped easily up into her belly and all she could do was groan at the goodness of it and clutch at his strong back. His muscles tensed and she held her breath as he slammed in and out of her. The first few strokes destroyed what little reserve she still had and she found herself flopping her full thighs higher as the slick cock slithered deep in her, deeper than a man had ever gone into her hungry vagina!
She felt hands on her breasts and knew that Terry was still on the bed beside her. A hand left the burning nipple and turned her head. When her eyes focused on him she found his thick cock right in front of her. The swollen red tip still gleamed wetly. She had her mouth open by the time he lifted it and pressed it against her waiting tongue.
As her tongue swirled around and around the head she was aware that she was tasting her own juices, but she didn't care. She was soaring! A long hard cock was working in and out of her, the hard stem brushing along her burning clitoris; another hard organ filled her mouth, satisfying her terrible urge to suck and nibble. All her defenses were gone and she had nothing to hide behind anymore. It was wonderful! There was no more pretending, no false mask of a proper lady to save her! She was wallowing in love and didn't care how many more boys were hiding in the shadows!
Sighs and grunts mingled with the wet sucking sounds; these were the only sounds in the room as she strained and jerked on the bed. Her thighs were raised, Danny's body brushed against her tender inner flesh as he pistoned in and out of her eager box. Her head rested on the hard muscle of Terry's thigh as he fed her his slick column of cock. Her tongue worked hard at the spongy head as he held it to her mouth, his free hand stroked her face and hair.
She was so excited she could feel all the nerve endings in her body! She shuddered as Danny's long cock rammed deep in her at the same time that Terry's thick organ slid deep in her sucking mouth. The attacks at her mouth and her vagina sent her spinning and all she could do was groan in delicious pleasure. Her hands reached out and everywhere they touched firm young flesh. She shivered and her rounded belly shook as Danny thrust and pressed against her. She wanted to kiss him and tell him how wonderful it was but her mouth was full of surging cock and she couldn't stop sucking at it.
"Suck it, Mrs. Taylor. Ahhh, that's great! See? I told you it would work out. You're woman enough for more than two if you just relax and let it happen!"
Terry pinched and pulled at a swollen nipple as he spoke to her. The pain in her nipple made her shiver and suck harder at the slimy prick in her mouth. She was a good cocksucker, she knew it and now she was proud of it! Proud that she held the young stud in her lips and made him pant and groan at her skill.
Danny was pitching and rolling between her splayed thighs. She could feel his sweat dripping on her breasts and realized that she was sweating too, making her slippery and slick for the boy. Her fingers reached down and caressed the root of the boy's hard cock as it plunged in and out of her gaping cunt, the fingers lingered a moment to press her burning clit up against the greasy pole of flesh. The effect send sharp bolts of electric joy through her, making her lush body flop and jerk as she fucked back at the boy.
She was caught by surprise when the first gush of hot cum boiled up out of Terry's saliva slick head. Again and again she felt the glans swell as it spit thick globs of semen in her mouth. The thick shaft took up so much room that there wasn't enough space for the hot seed he fed her. She couldn't swallow fast enough to handle it. She shivered with lustful joy as she felt the excess come spurting from her clamped lips and run down her chin to drip on her chest.
Danny was watching, the sight of her beautiful lips frothing with come was too much! The stocky boy groaned and thrust himself up against her sucking cunt in a series of strokes; his own white seed shot up in her vagina. She groaned and writhed as she felt the hot cum being poured into her mouth and cunt at the same time!
Sandra lay flat on the mattress, her vagina still throbbed and convulsed with the soft after-spasms of her climax. She had gone mad as both boys filled her to overflowing with their sticky fluid. She could still feel it on her skin and leaking from her aching cunt lips. Everyone had been too exhausted to find something to wipe off with, so they lay covered with drying semen and love juice.
She felt the radiating warmth of the bodies as each boy lay close to her. The sound of their breathing was relaxed and she didn't know if either was awake or sleeping. She wished she could see them, wished she had a mirror and could watch her sleeping studs.
Sandra suddenly realized that she was smiling, and marveled at the change in herself. Where was the shame and the self inflicted pain? The voice in her mind was still and the only thing Sandy felt was a deep sensation of satisfaction and release.
A body stirred at her side and she smiled as Terry lifted his head and looked into her eyes. "Well? Was it all right or are you still mad at me?" She slipped a smooth arm around his neck and pulled his face down to kiss him. When the kiss ended, she put her lips against his ear.
"It was wonderful, thank you darling." The answer was simple but honest and she felt peace and gentleness as they kissed and nibbled at each other's faces.
They were so busy kissing that Sandy had forgotten Danny until he sat up and ran a hand over the soft curve of her belly. "Hey, how about me?"
When she pulled the boy close to kiss him she felt a little shy. She hardly knew him. It was ridiculous, he had been in her, had tasted the sweet pleasure of her most private place, yet she was being shy about kissing him! When she realized how foolish it was she laughed softly as she hugged and kissed his face.
"Mmmmm, my new friend and lover. Thank you, Danny. It was wonderful!" She was happy to see his shy smile of pleasure. He returned her kiss warmly. She sighed in happiness as she snuggled up against the warm bodies of her two lovers, feeling lips and hands kiss and soothe her. In return, her own hands stroked and touched their flesh, enjoying the feel of their strong muscles under the smooth skin.
"Boys, this is wonderful! I don't see how I've missed it all these years!" She giggled as her fingers found a semi-hard organ and squeezed. Danny grunted and his hand stroked up and down the silky thigh closest to him. Sandy sighed and stretched, the touch was so nice, she would have purred if she could have. Her other hand snaked out and found Terry's protruding member. It was lovely to lay here stroking the young cocks as their owners kissed and touched her soft body.
"When I think of all the uptight women I know and think how happy they'd be like this, I could almost cry!" She was intrigued by Danny's quick answer.
"Maybe all the women you know aren't as uptight as you think!" A warning movement from Terry stopped the other boy but it was too late. After throwing a puzzled look at Terry, Sandy turned her full attention on Danny.
"What do you mean, honey?" He didn't answer but she wasn't going to let go that easily. She squeezed his prick and pulled gently at it. "Come on, tell Sandy all about it." She saw the hesitation in his face. She smiled at him as she sat up and turned until she was facing him. She teased the growing erection with soft fingertips and gently insisted.
"Danny, we're good friends now and good friends don't keep secrets do they? What women that I know aren't as uptight as I might think?" She tickled the soft sac of balls that hung between his thighs.
"Aw... I just meant..." He shrugged in Terry's direction. "Well, there's a sort of a... club in town. Lots of people belong, all sorts of people and they... have fun!"
Sandra's heart beat a little faster, she had to know more from the boy. Still smiling, she leaned over for a little, her wet tongue swiped back and forth across the dry head of his penis. She heard him gasp and looked up at him.
"What's the name of the club, I don't think I know about it."
He didn't answer.
"Tell me about it, darling, and I'll be nice to you." To prove her words, Sandy kissed the head, this time letting a bit of it slip inside her warm lips. He sighed and put his hand on her hair.
"It doesn't have a name that I know of. It isn't a real club, it just sort of started.... Would you like to join?"
There it was! That was the question she was asking herself. Her soft lips curled around the head, she needed some time to think! Liking this in private was one thing; could she stand for others knowing what she was doing? The cock in her mouth grew and swelled against her tongue.
"You wouldn't have to join, you could talk to... a lady member if you want. Sort of get some idea," Terry said.
So he knew about it too! She was thinking now. She began to bob her head, letting her lips swallow more of the smooth prick. She was a little uncomfortable and moved until she was on her hands and knees, her head lowered as if she were grazing on his cock.
If she just talked to the woman it wouldn't do any real harm would it? The bed sagged a little and she wiggled her hips a little as she felt Terry's hand slip up her thighs and a finger moved between the opening lips of her sex. Lifting her head, she challenged Danny.
"If I did talk to this 'lady' I wouldn't have to do anything? I could just talk if I wanted?" He nodded and she felt a firm pressure as his hand pressed at the back of her head. She felt a growing excitement as she sucked the hard knob back in against her tongue. Terry's finger was working in slow circles, making her more aware, more excited. His other hand soothed and stroked the trembling halves of her bottom. Danny reacted to her mouth by touching and teasing her hanging breasts. His other hand pressed harder on her head, making her swallow more and more prick, urging her head to bob faster.
She felt the muscles in her vagina contract hard and the wetness suddenly spurted and covered her labia with an enticing slickness. She'd only started playing with them to tease them, now she was the one being teased! She was so filled with desire that she was moaning nonstop. Her mind was spinning and she was frightened when she felt the boys' raw, brutal hunger.
Without any warning, Terry's finger darted between the cheeks of her bottom and speared her startled anus! The finger sank deep in her and Sandy whined as it twisted and turned inside her.
Terry began to pull at her, slowly she found herself pulled free of Danny. The boy held her in a tight grip, his thumb jammed tight in her smarting anus and the forefinger deep in her pulsating cunt. She had no choice and meekly climbed astride his body. She was aware of the thick organ that quivered and throbbed beneath her.
Terry's voice was urgent as he pulled the punishing finger free. "Fuck me, Mrs. Taylor! Go on, climb up on it and fuck me!!" Sandra was shaking with excitement, her fingers trembled as she held the spear of flesh and centered her wet hole over his cock head. Biting her underlip, she lowered her body onto it and groaned in exquisite pleasure as it shouldered its way up her tight sheath. Once, twice, she raised and lowered her trembling body on the greased wedge, her nerves jangled in her and a small orgasm snapped inside her like a huge firecracker!!
She babbled and muttered as she lay atop the boy, her pelvis ground and pressed against the thick roof of his sex. She was behaving like a greedy slut and she loved it! She had forgotten about Danny until she felt his hands stroking her curved back.
"Honey," she breathed, "that's right, touch me! Ohhh I need so much touching and loving." Each touch of his hands sent darts of excitement up and down her spine. Hands joined Terry's at her breasts and the feel of four hands covering her sensitive flesh was shattering.
Terry plunged and bucked under her, shaking her body up and down. Danny began to move, stroking and touching her as he went. She was so engrossed with staying with Terry that she didn't pay any attention until she felt him hug up close behind her!
"Wh.... what are you doing?" Her voice was shakey and nervous as she felt the long organ nestle up between the round cheeks of her shaking bottom.
"I'm going to fuck your ass, Mrs. Taylor." The boy's voice was so calm and normal she found it hard to believe him.
"Oh, honey, don't! I'm still so sore from Terry's.... Please baby don't hurt me, don't hurt Sandy like that!" She could have saved her breath; he didn't answer. She felt him calmly rubbing her wet juices along his shaft. She couldn't let him do this to her! She tried to pull away from Terry, but his strong hands caught her and pulled her down tight against his chest, leaving her quivering anus defenseless before the second boy. "Terry, honey, don't hold me down. Oh, honey, don't let him put it in there!"
But the handsome boy just smiled and hugged her tighter!
CHAPTER FIVE
Sandy felt the boy press up closer behind her. A whimpering moan leaked out of her mouth. He was going to fuck her ass and there wasn't a thing she could do about it!
A hand spread her helpless cheeks apart and the slick tip of his penis pressed up against her tight sphincter.
"Relax!" Terry whispered in her ear. "Don't fight, just relax and let him in, it won't hurt so much that way."
Sandy heard him, but she couldn't relax!
A hysterical tension gripped her holding the tight ring of anus muscle rigid and resisting.
Danny was rubbing the head of his cock around the sensitive opening. In spite of her fear, Sandy was aware of the strange, exciting pleasure that it gave her.
"You have a great ass, Mrs. Taylor. I'm going to love it."
Danny's unusual remark startled Sandy a little. As she thought about it, the prick head pressed in hard. She felt it make headway and a sunburst of pain flooded her senses. A deep shuddering groan flew out of her and she struggled to free herself. As her soft ass wiggled and tossed, Danny lunged again.
"Aeeeiiii!!" she screamed, her tone rising. Terry forced her head around and muffled the sound with a kiss. His active tongue twined with hers and the scream faded to a strangled gurgle.
The boy in back of her pressed in again, harder. Slowly at first, the swollen head slid past the entrance of her ass. Then it forced up into her tight rectum. Her mouth was filled with tongue and she couldn't scream, her body was held tight and she couldn't escape. She couldn't do a thing as the fierce pain seared her and his cock continued to surge up into her shaking ass.
Danny gripped her full hips and pulled her back in a sharp motion. Caught by surprise, Sandy's helpless body was forced to impale itself on the awful pole! She shuddered as her soft cheeks slammed back against his firm belly. He was up her all the way!!
Sandy lay limply on Terry's chest, all the fight was burned out of her. Danny's cock was stirring in her stretched anus. He was going slow, giving her a chance to get used to feeling him there. The pain receded slowly, leaving only a dull ache. Terry was still moving under her and she felt his thick organ slipping in and out of her tight vagina. She was beginning to be interested in what the thick pole was doing to her. She was becoming more aware of the slick ball of pleasure that was growing between her sweaty thighs.
Danny moved again and she almost forgot the pain when she became aware of the strange sensation of two meaty cocks rubbing against each other, separated only by a thin membrane! Quickly the sensation turned into a thick, syrupy pleasure and she found her hips rolling and thrusting. First she pressed back against Danny, making the long cock squirm in her tight ass, then she pressed down on Terry, forcing the thick wedge deeper into her. There was still a pain, but she didn't care anymore. What was a little pain?
"Oh darlings," she moaned as the rods rubbed against each other deep inside her body. "Darling boys, go on, fuck me! Both of you, I want you to tear me apart!!"
She didn't recall hearing them leave. She was laying face down on the rumpled bed. She remembered someone drew a wrinkled sheet up over her exhausted body, but that was the last thing she remembered.
In the morning she felt dull and stiff as she stumbled into the shower. The hot water drove the stiffness from her, but she was painfully aware of her body. As she dried herself she felt the burning sting of her stretched anus. It was so bad that she had to rub the small rosebud of her bottom with some ointment. As she walked, the ointment made her buttocks feel greasy and slick.
She also noticed some small bruises on the soft flesh of her inner thighs. The bruises made her recall the night before. She sat on the edge of the bed dressed only in a pair of sheer panties as a parade of naked boy bodies and stiff young pricks passed through her head, her fingers unconsciously found her bared breasts and teased her nipples into hard points.
She thought of Danny and felt a blush of shame hit her face. How could she have let both boys take her like that? She certainly hadn't fought the idea very hard. She could have refused when she first saw the strange naked boy, but she hadn't. She sat in the cold light of the morning and had to admit what a common slut she'd been. When she thought of the vulgar, lewd things she'd done and said when they both fucked her, she shut her eyes and just shook her head.
It was then she noticed her busy fingers at her swollen nipples and felt the delicious answering tingle between her thighs. Oh no! No more of that!
She jumped to her feet and dressed quickly, forcing herself to think of other things.
After a quick breakfast, Sandy bustled around the house. First she straightened up Debbie's room, changing and making the bed, hiding all traces of her guilt. She tried to blank her mind as she cleaned and dusted. She didn't want to think. She was afraid to think at all.
It was almost noon when the phone rang. The house had been so quiet that the sudden noise startled her.
"Hello... Oh, hi Debbie darling. Are you having fun?... un huh well, that's nice. What?... Tonight too? Are you sure her mother really doesn't mind?... I suppose it's all right, as long as she doesn't mind. Do you need anything?... Okay, by by darling."
She slowly put the dead phone back in its cradle. Debbie wouldn't be home tonight either. She had to let her stay; how could she tell her fourteen-year-old child she wanted her home because she was afraid she'd sneak out and find some boy to fuck.
By two, Sandy had the house so clean that she couldn't find another thing to do. She was standing in the spotless living room when she heard a sharp knock at the front door. She hadn't seen anyone coming up the walk.
At the door she looked out through the peep hole, her heart seemed to stop beating! Danny stood calmly on the front steps, where any nosey neighbor could see him! For a moment Sandy hesitated, but she had to let him in. It was better than having him standing out there!
"Hi," he said calmly as he walked in. He seemed so sure of himself. She closed the door and leaned against it. She felt so shy with him. What does she say to a stranger that she'd been so intimate with? She thought of the things she let him do to her and fought to keep from blushing.
"Well, hello Danny... why have you come here? Terry must have told you I don't like it." She was trying hard to be brisk and cool. It might awe the boy long enough for her to regain her composure, maybe. The boy's cocky grin killed that hope as it was born.
"You said you'd like to talk to a member of the club today, now's the time! She's expecting us." Her mouth opened but nothing came out. She vaguely recalled groaning and babbling at him about it. Did she really say she would go today?
Suddenly she felt very nervous and flustered, her cool attitude crumbled away. She took a few steps and collapsed on the sofa. Her bewilderment must have shown on her face. Danny quickly moved across the room and sat beside her.
"Is something wrong, Mrs. Taylor? Are you sick or something?" She heard the genuine concern in his voice and gave him a shaky smile. His fingers covered her hand as it rested on her knee. "Are you scared of it?" She was surprised at the knowing sound in his tone.
"Yes.... yes I suppose I am. It's one thing to say you'll do it when you're... excited, but now like this. I just don't know!" She felt tears gathering in her eyes and looked down, she didn't want him to see her crying.
The boy didn't speak, but Sandy felt his other hand move to the back of her neck and gently massage it. Maybe he understood, maybe he could see how embarrassing and threatening all this was to her.
The thought comforted her and the desire to cry slowly faded under the gentle touch of his strong fingers. She turned her hand over and laced her fingers in his. She sat still, holding his one hand as the other soothed the tension she felt. It was so nice! She felt so relaxed that soon she was leaning against him. Her head rested on his broad shoulder.
She didn't mean anything sexual when she lifted her face to him. She was only going to say something but when her face came up to his level, the words died in her throat and her mouth was already opening to accept his tongue when their lips met. Their tongues touched and explored each other. His hand left her neck and the arm slipped around her shoulders, pulling her up close against his chest. She could feel the excited thump of his heart, the rapid beat matching the rapid beat of hers.
The arm around her shoulders tightened and she felt his fingers brush along the underside of her swelling breasts. She thought she could feel the heat of his touch, even through the stiff material of her tight bra.
Their lips left each other and she shivered as his lips kissed and nibbled down her neck. The kisses were so loving she didn't want them to stop. When his lips came to the neck of her blouse, her fingers were already fumbling with the buttons. She didn't stop there, she wanted to feel his kiss on her breasts! She couldn't reach behind far enough to unhook her bra, so she simply pulled down a shoulder strap and the cup and held the soft breast in her hand. When his lips reached her, she lifted the breast up to him and held it against his face as she fed him the hard nipple.
Her head fell back and her eyes closed. This was so nice. She enjoyed the feeling, the insist-ant suction of his mouth, loved the gentle quality in him. She wanted to give him pleasure!
"Danny?"
"Hmmm?"
"Sit up, darling. I want to give you something, my own special gift." The lips popped free of her nipple and he sat back on the couch. A full smile crossed her face. Her eyes never left his as her fingers solved the mystery of his belt. Gently her fingers worked the zipper down his fly. She didn't want to catch him in it! She felt the warm flesh under his trousers and her smile broadened. She'd been right, he wore no underwear.
When she tugged at his jeans, he lifted himself a little and helped push them down past his knees. Then she allowed herself to look down at the sweet cock that pulsed in her hand. She felt her excitement rise as she stared at the long shaft and the dark red knob that glowed at the top. Her fingers stroked slowly up and down the shaft. She looked up at him, her voice was warm and husky.
"Do you know what my present is?"
His expression didn't change as he shook his head.
"I'm going to suck you, darling. I'm going to suck you and lick you and I'll even swallow your lovely cum. Would you like Sandy to blow you?" Just saying that to him made her body vibrate with excitement. She'd never been so bold in her life!
Instead of an answer, she was thrilled to feel his hand pressing against the back of her head, guiding her mouth down towards his standing organ. A happy shiver of pleasure went through her. She wanted to do it right, to make it perfect for him! She slipped down off the couch and wiggled in between his legs. She stopped only long enough to help pull his trousers away from his feet, then she pressed in close. As she bent over and blew her hot breath at the head, she hurriedly stripped off her blouse and bra. It wasn't until she was naked to the waist that she touched him. Holding a full breast in each hand, she squeezed the shaft between them, rubbing and pulling at his cock with her tender flesh.
When she heard him groan with pleasure, she smiled to herself. This was going to be lovely. Looking down at the red tip nestling in the white cradle of her breasts, she saw a drop of oily love juice in the hollow eye of the tip. At last she couldn't wait any longer. She released her breasts and held the hard cock upright as her tongue flicked at the drop of fluid and drew it back into her mouth. The faint taste of the drop spread through her mouth. It was sooo good!
She smiled shyly at him as she lowered her ovaled lips down over the thick crown. She brushed her hair back from her face. She wanted him to see every detail as she sucked him off!!
When she'd taken all the slippery shaft she could, her cheeks hollowed and she sucked as hard as she could. As she did, she slowly lifted her head, her tongue rubbed back and forth across the thick cord on the underside of the prick.
"Oh!" Danny sounded surprised and pleased at the same time. "Mrs. Taylor, that's so wild. Suck it... yes! Run your tongue all over it." She felt his warm hands slipping back and forth over her bare shoulders. Then a hand rested on the top of her hair. Fingers caught in her hair and pulled down, forcing more cock into her mouth.
She followed the lead of his hand and her head was bobbing up and down like a insane puppet. Her fingers crept up and teased his dangling balls, tickling and stroking them as her mouth gobbled and gulped the standing shaft. The loud slurping and smacking sounds she made excited them both. She pressed even closer as she gorged herself on his firm flesh. The thick mass of excitement between her kneeling thighs began to bubble. The friction of her clamped legs was squeezing her swelling clitoris in a steady rhythm.
Danny began to moan and thrust his body up and down. Her head was pulled and jerked around, but she stayed with him!
Her own mind was a seething mass of wild ideas and plans. She wanted this to go on forever, she never wanted to stop sucking and working at the cock, it was just a little thinner than Terry's and she thought it was easier to suck and tongue. The feel of his hand in her hair was wonderful. She gloried in the strong, masterful way that the boy guided her passive mouth up and down his flesh and though she wanted it go on she wished at the same time that she could have his hot come. She wanted to swallow the full flood of his seed just as her twisting and rubbing thighs managed to bring her to her own climax! She wasn't fooling herself any longer; ever since that first moment in the garage, when she was eleven, this was her thing! From the first time her lips closed over a cock she was sunk. She was a hungry cock sucker and there was no way to hide it, not even from strange boys!
She was so engrossed in her private orgy that she was caught by surprise when the sudden flow of fluid stained her panties and her orgasm surged through her, racking her body with shuddering spasms of mindless joy. The intense pleasure she was feeling must have transmitted itself to Danny because he stiffened and moaned under fierce attack. The shaft of the cock twitched a few times and she was gulping and swallowing as the torrent of hot semen gushed into the tight confines of her mouth.
The fingers in her hair tightened and she was forced to bob up and down at a pace that left her breathless. She couldn't gulp down all of the come and felt it squirt out of the corners of her mouth and be smeared across her face.
At last the tight grip in her hair relaxed and she was allowed to relax the aching oval of her lips. She moved slowly up and down the pole and licked it clean, searching for every drop of come that might have escaped her. Then she rested her head on his thigh and smiled as she felt one of his fingers find the smeared seed on her cheeks and rub it all over her face, coating her with his gift.
She felt strong. Just knowing that she could so easily please this boy gave her a confidence that was new to her and now the idea of meeting others that shared her own hunger for this didn't seem to terrify her. The boy's lazy voice broke in on her thoughts.
"We better clean up and leave, Mrs. Taylor. We're expected in a little while." She looked up at him for a moment, searching his eyes, wondering. "It will be okay, I promise you." His simple statement bolstered that new courage and she got to her feet. Her knees were still wobbly and she had to lean on his arm as she led him to the bathroom.
She stood at the mirror, gently washing away the last traces of his semen from her face when she noticed a slightly pained look on his handsome face. "What's wrong, darling?"
The boy blushed and didn't look at her as he answered.
"Aw... I have to pee."
She laughed in relief. But even as she laughed a small thrill of interest came to her.
Keeping her voice as calm as she could she answered him. "Go on, honey, use the toilet. It won't bother me... maybe I'd like to watch." He threw her a doubtful look for a moment, but he couldn't wait much longer. By the time he was standing in front of the stool and was unzipping his pants, she found herself standing close to him. Her "yes were hot and eager as he pulled his limp hose from his pants and aimed it.
She couldn't resist the impulse; without a word she replaced his hand on the prick with hers. A strong thrill ran through her body as she felt the organ pulse and watched the strong flow of urine spurt out and began making the water in the bowl bubble and froth. She bent over to see clearly, but a thought disturbed her. As she watched the yellow water hiss into the bowl she could imagine her face in front of it!
She saw her mouth open and swallow the streaming cock and a tiny orgasm ripped at her belly as she thought of drinking it down!!!
She felt shaken and upset when he was done and took the organ from her fingers and shook it. She felt a tiny drop of his urine spatter on her hand, she stared at it. Could she really do such a awful thing? She rubbed the spot off and walked from the room.
As she got dressed she tried to banish the memory of her little day dream but it still clung to the edges of her mind and worried her. She shuddered and felt the goose flesh pop out on her arms.
At the door she finally managed to use her good sense. "You leave now and walked down the street, darling. I wouldn't want my neighbors to see you riding off with me. Turn the corner and wait, I'll pick you up." She gave him a quick kiss and pushed him out of the door.
Waiting until she was certain he had time to get around the corner, she found her purse and hurried out to the car. She glanced around as she walked and didn't notice any interested neighbors watching. Well, that was one good thing anyway. She started the car and tried to look calm and carefree as she pulled away from the house.
He was waiting around the corner and slipped into the car before she could get it completely stopped. Just feeling him sitting in the car with her made her feel a little better as the doubts began to come back.
Once they were well away from the neighborhood, he slipped a little closer to her and his hand fell on her bare thigh. Her skirt had ridden up a little and he calmly pushed it up further until he had the full expanse of her soft flesh to touch. A pedestrian would never have noticed, would have never known that the boy was touching and caressing the woman's leg as they sped by.
Following his brief instructions she found herself driving in a part of town she didn't know very well. She knew that they were coming closer and her own nervousness was getting worse. The hand on her thigh wasn't helping. It had crept up until it was brushing against the mound in her panties and she couldn't concentrate very well. It did feel good. She wondered if her panties had dried. She hoped not, she wanted him to be able to feel the wet juices of her pussy, wanted him to know what his touch did to her!
At last they pulled up a street on the outskirts of town. There was only one house, near the end of the street. She was relieved that no one would see them coming here.
When the motor was off and she had the key safely in her purse, they got out of the car.
Walking up the steps she felt a bubbling excitement rising in her. What was she letting herself in for? What was going to happen?
Whatever she thought might happen she had never dreamed that she would be looking at a familiar face when the door opened! She stared at the round, pretty face, the blonde hair... Suddenly, her mind clicked and a name leaped to her tongue. Grace Davis!!
Grace smiled broadly and hugged her up close. "Sandy, honey, I can't tell you how happy I am to see you!" The woman planted a warm kiss on her cheek and led her into the house.
Sandra was in a daze, she recalled how she met Grace. They'd become fairly good friends when they met at the PTA!! The woman had moved away and they had lost contact with each other. Seeing her here and realizing that she was the "member" the boys had planned for her to meet shook her up. She fought the impulse to turn and run from the house. Besides, the woman had a firm grip on her arm as she towed her into a well-kept living room.
Sandra saw Terry sitting calmly on a couch and her heart jumped. He'd been alone here with Grace. Had they been doing the same thing that she and Danny had? A small stab of jealousy hit her for a moment. She shook her head, this was no time to worry about that sort of thing!
She sat stiffly on the couch, careful not to be too close to Terry. She heard the bright chatter that Grace was giving her and realized that she was trying to put her at ease. She found a drink in her hand and gulped it down without noticing the taste. It was strong and she felt warmth spreading in her belly, loosening some of the knots of tension.
She stared at the round, blond woman. Grace hadn't changed much. She still had that cute, pert look that small blonde women often have. Her figure was small but perfectly rounded and full. Sandra had to admit that she was really good looking. Sandy wondered how good looking the boys thought she was?
Grace bounced to her feet. "I'll make some more drinks. Why don't you help me, honey?" Sandy took the offered hand and followed the woman into the kitchen. She was surprised when the blond shut the door and moved up to her. Grace stood on tiptoe and kissed Sandy again. Sandy was still surprised at the intimate kiss as the woman leaned against the sink and grinned.
"I know you must be nervous, honey. The first time I came out in the open like this, I peed my panties when I met a member!"
Sandy, the larger woman, felt a blush cover her face but she couldn't think of a word to say. Grace laughed softly and began to mix some more drinks. She talked over her shoulder.
"I hope you join us, Sandy. You have a lovely body and I think you'll love it. Ever since I've been in it, I wondered how you would react to something like this. You always were so proper and prim. I was really amazed when Danny told me about you and Terry. I didn't believe him until I met Terry." There was a long pause before Grace went on. Her voice went softer and lower. "Terry is... very nice."
Sandra felt her back stiffen in spite of herself, but Grace hurried on. "You have to relax and let it happen, Sandy. Please, just let loose and enjoy yourself. I'm sure you'll like it." She turned and looked hard into the bigger woman's eyes. Sandra was shaken by the pure intensity of the gaze and felt a thrill of excitement run up her spine. The blonde's voice was a little breathless as she went on.
"When we go back in there, I'm going to start the ball rolling. You just sit and watch and I bet that it won't be long before you join in; no time at all!" She giggled and took the tray out of the room, leaving Sandy staring after her.
Back in the living room, the blonde had the drinks served and was sitting on the couch close to Terry. Sandra saw her own drink sitting next to Danny on the floor. After a moment's hesitation, she sank down on the soft carpet and sipped at her drink. She felt uncomfortable when she watched Terry's arm slip around Grace's small shoulders. His fingers traced little patterns on the woman's arm.
Grace smiled up at the boy and gulped down the full contents of her drink before she turned to him. Maybe she was a little nervous as well, maybe she needed a drink or two to loosen up, Sandy thought.
Sandy hardly noticed when Danny's arm slipped around her shoulders; she was staring intently at the couple on the couch. Terry bent down and she watched the movements of his open jaw as his tongue searched and explored the small woman's eager mouth. A small hand reached up and began to press gently against the boy's chest. It moved in slow circles and downward each time it went around.
Soon the hand was at his belt, then it was pressing down on the obvious lump in the boy's trousers.
Terry began to touch Grace's full breasts with light fingertips and Sandy could almost see the round little breasts swell and strain against her blouse. A trickle of electric sensation began to run through her own body as she watched the woman and the boy excite each other on the couch.
Danny was sitting very close to her. She was aware of his body heat, but she didn't respond. She was so entranced with the couple that she was really unconscious of everything else.
The two on the couch were openly touching and teasing each other now. Sandy watched as the woman's hand traced the outline of Terry's hard penis under the cloth of his pants. Terry was cupping and lifting her breasts now. His fingers stopped for a moment each time he managed to undo another blouse button. Soon the blouse hung open and Sandy and Danny watched as the boy's fingers stroked across the bare breasts. Grace wore no bra, her firm little breasts didn't need any support, at least not in private. Sandra licked her dry lips as she watched the rosy nipples grow hard and stand out in sharp little red points. There was a strong feeling of excitement between her own thighs and she didn't resist when Danny put his arm around her shoulders.
Grace's own hands worked at the buckle and the belt dropped loose. She needed both hands to undo the tight snap and work the stiff buttons of the jeans. When she was done, the familiar thick organ of the boy stood up from the open jeans, its dull read head swelling and growing taut before their eyes. Grace darted a sly glance over to Sandra and slowly let her fingers curl around the thick shaft.
Sandra was so engrossed in watching that she didn't know that Danny was calmly unbuttoning her own blouse and drawing it down her arms. She moved mechanically, helping as he did. She didn't notice his fingers as they unhooked her bra and let it fall free.
Grace was leaning back, her tiny fist flew up and down the broad shaft as the boy pulled up her short skirt and his hands stroked and pressed against her tanned legs. She wore light blue panties and it was easy to see the darker blue of the crotch, growing darker by the second as her juices wet the dainty crotch piece.
Sandra felt the warm hands on her own breasts and sighed as the soft thrills churned in the pool of black oil between the lips of her vagina.
Terry's fingers were digging into the soft lips of Grace's cunt, still on the outside, pressing the thin material in ahead of his blunt fingers. The small blonde was breathing hard now. Her thighs shivered and trembled as they parted further and her little middle wiggled and squirmed under the urgent pressure of the boy's fingers. She looked over at Sandy and the woman could read a plea for understanding as the small woman wiggled free from the hand and stood up.
Grace's small fingers shook as they fought to pull her skirt down her round hips. As the skirt began to move, she managed to hook the band of her panties and pulled them down with the skirt. Terry was on his feet as well and soon they were both naked. His strong arms steadied Grace as he lowered her to the floor near Sandy. She watched intently as the boy fell between the parted thighs and his hard cock pressed into the blonde mat of hairs, searching for the wet opening.
Sandy couldn't help herself. When Grace sighed and groaned as the thick head wormed up into her, Sandy's own voice groaned in sympathy and she felt her own wet lips swelling and growing hot!!
CHAPTER SIX
Sandra couldn't tear her eyes away from the couple that lay next to her. She watched the slim little thighs raising and wrapping themselves around the strong back that hovered over her. They were so close that Sandy could see the thick stem spread and stretch the little blonde pussy as it forced itself into her squirming body. She sucked in her breath as Grace's little fingernails bit into Terry's back, making dents in the smooth skin. She was watching so close that she could almost feel the thick invader as it entered the small blond.
Sandy was so entranced that she barely noticed Danny's fingers working at her skirt and didn't protest as he guided her to her knees so that he could pull down the rest of her clothing. When she sat back down, her eyes stayed with the other boy and the blonde woman as Danny's busy hands pulled her skirt and panties down her thighs. She didn't realize that she was naked until she felt a warm thigh brush against hers and found the stocky boy positioning himself between her soft legs, lifting and spreading them to make room for himself.
Sandy stared at him for a second. It was as if he was a stranger. She almost didn't believe he intended to enter her until the hard tip of his cock nuzzled between the lips of her own sex and her own deep moan blended with the steady groans that escaped from Grace's slack lips.
Even as she lay back and allowed the strong boy to penetrate the soft nest of her labia, Sandy's eyes stayed with Grace. A strange hunger filled her. She had to watch, she had to see another woman being speared and filled by her Terry's stalk. It was almost as good as having him in her. She could imagine that it was she that he was panting and grunting over. Danny's fine prick slithered up her wet sheath and she had to hug him and bite his ear a little, it felt so nice!
Something brushed against her hand and glancing down she found Grace's small hand reaching out for hers. She glanced over to the blonde and saw the smile on Grace's lips as her blue eyes stared back at her. Sandy felt shy and a little strange as she fitted her hand in the other woman's and lay with her as each was being screwed by a beautiful boy!!
It was a strange communion. Sandy could feel the woman's rapid pulse against her own and they seemed to blend into one another. She felt her raised knee brush against Grace's and enjoyed the feel of their smooth skin brushing against each other. This was lovely! She sighed and wiggled her bottom, making Danny's stiff rod twist and rotate in her wet box. Regular jolts of pleasure shot up her spine and she knew that her climax was near. Everything was suddenly right and all she could think of was the exquisite pleasure that was building up in her body. Her body moved freely and she found she could offer up her lush body to the boy without shyness, without any reservations. The feeling of Tightness was building steadily in her, filling her with a sense of well being.
Grace's soft thigh was rubbing along hers in a regular stroke and the added pleasure simply teased Sandy higher. Her own soft belly shook and quivered as she stared down at the other two. She watched the wetness of their joining and imagined she could hear the soft sucking sounds as their genitals meshed and ground against each other.
Danny was moving faster in her. The hard prong dove deep in her steaming cunt and the rod massaged her hard little love stalk as it quivered and stood fully distended. Small orgasms sputtered and sparked through her, each drove her to harder efforts and she heard the dull thudding as her soft ass pounded against the carpet.
A delighted squeal caught her attention and she looked back just in time to see Grace's small body arch up from the floor, the tanned thighs jerked and flopped as she surrendered to her orgasm. Sandra could read the powerful emotions that raced through the small woman by watching her pretty face contort and strain. She wished she could kiss those red lips as they gasped and sighed as the delight of her climax shook her little body.
She was surprised at the thought. She'd never felt like really kissing a woman before, not the way she wanted to kiss Grace! She couldn't think about it any more because she felt the boy in her stiffen and knew that he was about to come. It had to be good for him! She wiggled and clutched at his bobbing buttocks, her fingers gripped them hard as she pulled him deeper into her. When she felt the warm seed splashing into her she doubled her efforts and writhed and jerked her pelvis, her tight sheath gripped and pulled at the spouting cock, milking him, dragging every drop from his smooth young balls.
She was so intent in making it nice for him that she didn't realize what she was doing to herself. The sudden blinding sensation that lifted her up and tossed her was incredible! Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her orgasm sucked the very breath from her as it thundered through her quaking body. She was aware of the continuing jets of warm sperm as it flooded her insides and her eyes rolled up into her head!!
For the longest time she floated on the soothing pleasure that still teased and toyed at her nerve endings. She was aware when Danny slowly pulled free of her but all she could do was mutter a small protest. Her mind swung in lazy circles and she was content to rest, her eyes were closed, nothing intruded on her beautiful languor. Each moment that she stayed this way her body seemed to be sucking up energy from the very air.
At first she ignored the gentle touch that ran up one thigh then up the other. The touch was warm and soft and she didn't think that it was worth opening her eyes to see what it was. She smiled as gentle hands lifted and parted her thighs, the fingers massaging the tender flesh. She heard a rustling sound then something warm and soft brushed against the dripping lips of her sex! It moved back and forth, darting out and touching her clitoris, then the wet inner flesh of her labia. This was nice but it was strange and she struggled with herself, trying to force herself completely awake. At last she managed to open her eyes and raise herself until she rested on her crooked elbows.
When her blurry vision cleared she didn't believe what she saw!! Grace's small blonde head was pressed between her parted thighs and her red lips were glued to Sandy's cunt lips! The small tongue was darting up and down inside her.
Sandy's sluggish brain struggled with what she saw. The woman was sucking and licking at her! Another woman was having sex with her!! Her eyes darted around the room and found both Terry and Danny laying close to them, both were watching intently as they fondled their own limp organs.
"Grace!! My God, what are you do-ING!!' She couldn't keep her voice down and it rose in a scream as she felt the tongue worm up into her tight sheath. Sandy shuddered as she felt the darting tongue ignite small fires of passion in her belly each time it found a tender spot in her cunt. A raging red blush covered her body as she realized what the boys were seeing and she began to push and prod at the blonde's head, trying to force her face away from there. "Please," she whimpered as her embarrassment overcome her. "Please Grace... I'm not like that. I've never been with a woman... Aghhgg! Honey, don't lick me like that please, the boys are watching us." But her muscles had turned to butter and she couldn't begin to pry the mouth away from her and each time the wicked tongue burrowed into her, her strength faded still more until she lay back limply as she surrendered to the woman's eager mouth.
Her belly shook and rolled as the steady surge of pleasure heated her veins and made her entire body tingle. It was awful and filthy but she couldn't stop her shuddering response to the perverted attack. All these years she'd known Grace and never once had she guessed that she had this terrible appetite!
Grace's body began to move and for a moment Sandy thought that she might be stopping, but the mouth stayed fastened to her sopping split as the woman crawled sideways. It wasn't until the small woman's thigh lifted and she spraddled Sandy's face that the larger woman understood.
Directly over her face she saw the blonde mound as it wiggled and pressed lower. She could see the wetness dripping from the little lips and winced as they fell on her face. She could see the very white skin of the little crotch. It contrasted with the tanned thigh and the strong difference made it look as if Grace still wore her panties. For a second she felt the tongue leave her aroused sex and heard Grace's voice as she hissed at her.
"Suck me, darling, run your lovely tongue up into my aching twat. I know you want to, darling. Just let loose and do it!! I don't care if the boys see us so why should you?" Before she could even think of an answer the little lips sucked at the lips of her cunt again and she felt her mind spin out of control. "I know you want to..." the words bounced around in her confused brain. Did she? Could she really do a thing like that with another woman?
She had little time to decide, the furry little sex lowered the last few inches and she felt the wet lips of the woman's sex mash up against her face. She could smell Grace's strong woman odor and was surprised that it wasn't unpleasant. The little groin moved back and forth rapidly, smearing the wetness all over her face. Something moved inside her and she groaned as the full, thick feeling of animal desire invaded her mind. She couldn't help herself, she was shaking and trembling as she slowly opened her mouth and let her wet tongue find the hard little button that stood up strong.
When she felt Sandy answering her demands, the blonde's soft mound pressed down even harder. The bigger woman felt and tasted the dripping juices that were being squeezed into her open mouth, her throat worked and she swallowed it down.
It didn't take any time at all. Before she even understood what was truly happening, Sandy was hooked! This was wonderful. She loved the smooth feel of a woman's flesh rubbing against hers. She shivered with eagerness as she felt soft hands touch and stroke her soft bottom. Her own hands curved high over her head and gripped the small bottom of the woman over her. Her fingers gripped and squeezed at the soft flesh of Grace's ass.
She felt the small woman pulling away and tried to stop her, this was too nice to stop! But the action was too quick and she found herself alone. Her empty pussy throbbed and ached. But Grace wasn't leaving her. The small woman smiled broadly as she turned around and climbed atop of Sandy. She fitted her trim little body between the full thighs like a man and began to rub and press her own hard button against Sandy's!
Sandra gasped as she felt the two clitorises rub against each other and the lightening flashes of pleasure made her jerk and lift her pelvis, seeking more and more contact with that hard little nub.
"Isn't this nice, honey," Grace whispered at her as she hunched and strained over her. Sandy could only nod her head, she didn't trust her voice, she might scream and babble if she opened her mouth. Her answer was the hard thrusts of her body as she met and ground herself against the blonde.
Grace moaned and rolled her head, it was easy to see how she loved it. Every inch of her compact little body quivered and shook as she strained to be closer to Sandy. Her moving lips brushed against the woman's full breasts and she sucked and licked at each nipple until they stood hard and sharp against her own soft breasts. Craning her neck she found the woman's wet face and began to lick the crotch juices from the smeared lips and cheeks.
Sandra shook under the touch of the tongue and her own snaked out to touch and toy with the small tip of Grace's tongue. Grace raised her head for a moment and Sandy guessed she was looking over at the boys. She knew they were watching but she couldn't care any longer, she had to keep rubbing and working herself up against the soft little body, this delicious new thrill was far more than she could handle!
"Roll over on your side darling," the small woman panted to her. Sandra obeyed meekly, still pressing and pushing against the soft little mound in front of her.
They lay side by side, soft bellies rubbing against each other, thighs locked as their tender groins bumped and rubbed up together.
Sandy was enjoying it, but she didn't understand why they had to move. But it didn't take long for her to learn! She heard a rustling sound and then felt the warmth of a naked body pressing along hers from the rear. She looked over her shoulder and found herself staring into the laughing eyes of Terry. She stared open-mouthed at him for a second, then looked over to Grace, she was busy with Danny, he had slipped up and lay close to her too.
"Are you having fun?" The sardonic tone of the boy's voice jerked her around and she flushed as she looked at him. "Grace is really something isn't she?" That comment was whispered in her ear as she felt his face press up against her neck and his lips nibble at an ear-lobe. Grace pulled away a little and Sandy looked back to her. The blonde's slim thigh was raising and Danny's long cock was slipping up inside the wet slot.
She felt her own leg being lifted and the thick staff of Terry's organ slid between her thighs and looked for the opening. "Help me baby," he whispered and she flushed a little as she reached between her thighs and found the hot tip of the organ and slipped in it between her sloppy lips.
"Uhhhhghhh." The hard cock found her slippery sheath and went up into her. She had to close her eyes as she felt it fill her, and she was so preoccupied that she was startled when she felt a finger slip between the lips and touch her clit. Her eyes popped open and found Grace as she was working her finger up and down the slit, touching both of them. The little blonde slipped a finger in her own little box and began to stir it around but Sandy knew what was expected of her. Gently she pulled the woman's hand away and inserted her own finger, gently she masturbated Grace as the small blonde did the same for her.
Each stroke that wormed its way up into her was making her feel more wide awake. She enjoyed the sensation of having the boy taking her from the rear as the woman excited her from the front. Something about being close like this, feeling Grace's hot breath against her breasts excited her. The smaller woman was panting and wiggling as she took the long prick in her little body. Sandy herself shuddered and her breathing as she felt the full length of Terry's yard slipping up into her, nudging her womb.
Soon hands were fondling and touching breasts and bellies as well as clits and the dull slapping of flesh on flesh filled the room. Sandy was amazed that she could become so hot so soon and she felt the rising tide of her climax coming nearer until she heard Grace's excited voice.
"Oh, God this is groovy!'- Boys don't come yet, let's have a ball. I want you to fuck me and suck me. Let's come, let's never stop!!" There was a strange animal tone in the voice and it was catching.
Sandy felt it almost at once and her excitement grew. She and Terry watched as the little woman turned until she was laying flat on her stomach as the boy continued to pound the long hose up into her. Grace felt herself being pulled until she was laying on her back, on top of Terry, the thick prick still pressing up into her cunt. The action got wilder and wilder.
Grace had pulled loose from Danny for a moment, she whirled and began to suck the hose-like cock into her mouth, her red tongue flashing up and down the white shaft as the boy pulled her face up tight against his belly. The little blonde's hand slipped down between Sandy's spread thighs and fondled his balls as she took more and more of the other cock down her willing throat.
Sandy suddenly stood up and turned around, she squatted down over Terry's upthrust cock and slammed her bottom down on it, shoving the thick wedge up into her in one stretching stroke. As she labored up and down on it she heard a squeal and found Grace crawling towards them. The blonde kissed and sucked at Terry's tongue, her bottom waved in the air and Sandra helped Danny stuff his long prick into the woman's dripping cunt. As she did she ran her fingers back and forth over the boy's balls for a moment. As she pulled her hand back she couldn't resist the temptation and swiftly jabbed her finger into the pink rosebud anus that peeked out from Grace's milk-white buttocks. She was pleased when the little blonde's body arched backward and twisted as she felt the finger wiggle and squirm in her unbelievably tight rectum.
Grace knew who was tormenting her like that and she whined and squealed again as she stared up at Sandra. Her pretty mouth opened and she began to busily suck hard at the larger woman's full breasts. She licked and sucked the whole breast, her tongue ran under the breast and licked at the crease where the flesh joined her ribcage. Sandra grunted and pulled at the blonde hair as she rode up and down on the heavy cock of the boy under her.
The whole world had gone insane! Nothing was forbidden, no act too wild or too vulgar. Anything her demented mind could think of she could do! The reality of the freedom shattered what little reserve she still maintained and Sandy became a raging beast. She licked and sucked, hunched and pumped. Cocks, breasts, bellies, bottoms. Nothing was safe from her, she denied nothing to any hand or mouth that sought her out!!
At one moment she found herself laying with her head pressed in between Grace's strong thighs, her tongue worried and worked at the hard little clitoris as Danny's prick slithered in and out of the frothing cunt right under her nose. From time to time she would allow her tongue to stray and bathe the flashing cock, tasting the slippery juice that it brought up from deep inside the blonde.
She felt Grace come and then come again as they worked. She heard the strangled scream and gurgle as the woman abandoned herself to flesh, nothing but flesh!
Hands were pulling at her for a moment and she felt herself being lifted until she lay across the seat of a chair, her knees were on the floor. Terry made her close her soft thighs and then jammed his slippery cock in between them and began to fuck her thighs, the hard stem just rubbing lightly along the lips of her gaping twat. A flash of white and tan moved in the corner of her eye and then Grace was wriggling under her and buried her face against the soft flesh of Sandy's belly. She screamed and pressed down harder as she felt the small woman gently biting and pulling at her burning clit as Terry's cock brushed against her chin. She slid down off the chair a little further to let the mouth have a better shot at her. Looking back she watched as Danny was bending over, his handsome face was buried between the quivering buttocks and she could hear loud sucking sounds as he ate the little blonde pussy.
Each boy was sobbing now, they gritted their teeth as they rammed and slammed themselves up into the women that crouched in front of them. Each had a soft bottom to run into, each had a pair of rippling hips that churned and turned in front of them as they approached their delayed climaxes. Both Sandy and Grace felt a delicious exhaustion, each had climaxed over and over, each was full of the wonderful sensations that burned and itched in their running cunts.
"Darling," Grace called out to Danny as he strained up against her. "Tell me when you're going to come. Please, honey, tell me." Sandy didn't need to be told what she intended, it was a good idea!
"Yes, Terry, you tell me too and I'll show you how much I love what you've done for me, tell me when you're going to come!"
The boys answered, almost in a chorus. Shouts of, "Ohhh I'm coming," and "Now, now!" rang in the room. Sandra was the first to move now. She pulled free and quickly turned around. As quickly as she moved, it wasn't fast enough, the thick cock was spurting out its hot seed as she came up to it.
It flew into her hair and over her face before her sucking mouth found it and drank deep of the delicious semen that it still contained. Out of the corner of her eye Sandy watched as Grace managed to get the bobbing head of the long cock in her mouth before Danny came.
The little blonde body jerked when she felt the impact of the hot come in her mouth. The little belly shook as her throat muscles began to work frantically as she tried to keep with the flood of semen that spurted and splashed from the end of the organ. The little woman coughed and a fine spray of come spattered her thighs as she gripped the long prick and sucked and swallowed as fast as she could.
Later, after each woman had sucked each prick dry, and licked each organ from balls to tip, making sure they didn't miss a single stray drop, they regretfully let the softening cocks fall from their mouths.
Sandy lay on her side trying to catch her breath. For a long time Grace remained on her knees, her head hung down as she gasped and shuddered as the last of the mad passion drained from her body.
Finally the small woman crawled over to her. "Come on, darling, I know two ladies who have earned a nice soothing shower!" She helped Sandy to her feet and the two groggy women walked unsteadily to the door. Looking back, they were amused to see the boys laying where they fell, their drying cocks lay limply on their thighs.
The hot shower revived them a little. Grace smiled and took the sponge from Sandy's hand. "I'm the hostess here, I'll do the honors." Sandra stood calmly as the smaller woman gently bathed and sponged her, deft fingers rinsed the sweat and juices from her matted groin and thighs. She felt restored and clean before the little blonde began to wash herself. Grace looked up at her, her gaze was a little reserved.
"Well?"
"Well, what darling?" They both giggled and hugged under the hot shower. "Let's get out of here before we both drown," Sandy murmured and they shut off the water and began to towel each other dry.
As Sandy gently blotted the water from Grace's tanned skin, the little woman stretched and began to talk softly. "Oh, that was terribly wild wasn't it? I love it when it gets crazy like that." She glanced back at Sandy with a frank look in her eye. "You know it took me a long time before I could learn to swallow come. It still makes me gag a little, but I can tell that like it. I was really surprised to watch you drink it down like that. When did you first learn to do that?" The frank question made Sandy blush a little, but it was all right now, she didn't mind talking about things like this-with Grace.
"I was eleven, I swallowed the first time, it's never bothered me since then." She was uncertain what effect her frankness would have and waited. After a pause she heard a soft giggle.
"Eleven? Oh my God! I was twenty-three, my husband Tom taught me. Eleven!!! I never would have believed it!" Suddenly she turned around and took the towel from the larger woman.
They didn't talk for a moment, each was lost in her own thoughts as Grace dried and rubbed Sandra's silky skin. Finally the little blonde made a little sound and moved close so that she couldn't be seen. "Can I ask you a very, very personal question. It's okay if you say no." The strange little tone in the other's voice was intriguing.
"Sure, ask away." The hands were rubbing the towel up and down her round buttocks as the blonde spoke.
"Terry and Danny told me that they've... well, they said they fucked you here." A small finger slipped up between the cheeks and touched her anus gently, then quickly pulled free.
There was a long pause in the close room. Sandy didn't know what to say. She hadn't expected that question! The woman's voice intruded on her thoughts, the tone was tiny and worried.
"I said it would be all right if you didn't answer." For another moment Sandy considered, then she shrugged.
"Oh it's all right, I guess... yes they did! Both of them. At different times I mean..." She didn't know how to go on, it was such a strange subject to be discussing like this. She turned to look at the smaller woman. "Why? Is all this important to you, or do you just get your kicks by asking?"
"No! Please, it's very important to me. Look, I'll tell you the truth. Until just a few months ago sex scared me, and I admit I tried to stay as far away from it as I could... then I met Danny and, well, things happened that's all. Since I joined the club it's been fine but I still have some hangups. I... I'm not as much a super chick as I tried to tell you earlier..." The worried expression on the blonde's face melted Sandy's frosty attitude and she hugged her close to her.
"I'm glad you told me. I'm afraid of all this too, a little. But you see it's so much better than the way I was living before that I have to learn, I'm going to get rid of all my hangups!"
In Grace's room the little woman handed her a robe to wear. She had one herself and they both slipped into them. "How can you stand to... I mean it doesn't it hurt when they put their pricks in your... ass?" The innocent wonder in her voice almost made Sandy laugh out loud. Suddenly she was the worldly one, the idea made her feel good, confident.
"It burns like fire, darling, the pain will make you spin."
"Why do you let them do it then?"
"Because, darling, it also feels so good that I simply can't describe it to you. You'll just have to try it to find out." The little blonde blushed a little and busied herself with her comb.
"That's what I've been leading up to... I want to try it! I've wanted to for a long time but I've been too chicken! Will you... stay with me if I let Danny do it? Just be there I mean?" Sandy did laugh this time. Her hand smoothed the blonde hair. "Grace, if I do I'll probably end up right beside you, with one of those hard cocks up my ass too!!"
They were still laughing as they walked back into the living room but the laughter slowed and died altogether. They stood in the doorway and stared. Both boys were sitting on the sofa, still naked. Both were grinning at the women as they ran their hands up and down stiff cocks. Sandra felt a certain tightness as she stared at them, she tried not to be too impressed but the dull red tips of the cocks seemed to glow and she felt her belly tighten. She heard a soft sigh leak out of Grace beside her. They each moved at the same time, as if they were obeying a silent command. Hands were busy tugging loose the belts of the robes as they crossed the room. Both were naked by the time they came to the couch.
Touch followed touch, sigh and soft moans echoed in the room. White thighs flashed and lifted as trim young bodies strained and tossed. Each woman was lost in a tight vortex of emotion. Each clung to her boy, attached to him by the stiff organ that pierced her. The world seemed to slip away as mouths and hands lifted them higher and higher. The slapping of flesh meeting flesh echoed back and forth in the shadows of the room.
Sure was hard! Sandy shook her head from side to side and a continual whine of pleasure and pain dribbled out of her slack mouth. The thick cock was knifing in and out of her again, she had lost contact with the rest of the world. All she could feel and touch was Terry's cock as it pumped at her, making her juices gush out and run down the moving cheeks of her bottom. She gasped again and again, it was coming! She could feel it, her body strained and plunged against his. She needed this orgasm, she'd worked hard for it and her hunger for the release wouldn't be denied. She worked herself up and down his pole with an increasing frenzy. Just as she thought it was there, she heard footsteps on the porch outside! She couldn't stop! She heard Grace stir and sigh, she'd heard it too.
"It's all right, honey, it's just the others, don't be afraid." There was no knock, the knob on the door began to turn as Terry began to press and slam against her with a renewed fury. Her mouth fell open as the first wave of the orgasm tore at her and her low scream reached the group that stood in the door. She saw them but her eyes were glazed and she couldn't make out any faces.
"Ughhhhggg!! Huh!" the deep animal grunts were forced out of her. She collapsed into a squealing frenzy as the orgasm overtook her. The last thing she saw before she went mad was terrible!!
For a brief moment her vision cleared and she grunted and moaned like a mad animal as she stared directly into the startled eyes of her daughter, Debbie!!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Long after the last spasm of her orgasm had faded away she still stared at her daughter. She was aware of other people in the room, she even noticed that they were rapidly undressing, chattering and laughing as they did. She noticed all those things, but her real attention was on Debbie. The slender girl stood by the door across from her. She was staring at her mother, a strange, shy look on her face. As if she wasn't certain what her mother's attitude would be.
Sandra wasn't certain either, what could her attitude be? She would find it difficult to be outraged and motherly, especially as she was sitting naked in front of the girl, the white semen of a sixteen-year-old boy dribbling out of her vagina! There didn't seem to be any attitude that she could have, she couldn't even think of anything to say to her. She saw the hesitancy in her face and couldn't think what she should do. The answer, when it came, didn't come from her.
As she stared she saw a tall, good-looking man throw his shorts aside and stride over to her little girl. The naked man was awesome, his huge staff waved back and forth as he walked and she could see that it wasn't even fully hard yet.
"Hey, what's the matter, honey, slip out of those things." His deep voice reached Sandra easily. His hand stroked her daughter's face, then dropped down until it toyed with the small breasts that pushed out under her thin shirt. Debbie whispered something to him, her hand stroked up and down the firm muscle of his arm. They certainly weren't strangers! The man looked over his shoulder at her then shrugged his shoulders and said something to Debbie that she couldn't hear. At the same time he took her arm and led her across the room to a pile of pillows. The man bent down a little and kissed Debbie flush on the lips. Sandra saw her daughter's jaws open and knew the man's tongue was searching about in her mouth. She was still frozen on the couch. All she could do was watch as the man quietly pulled Debbie's shirt off and threw it aside. The girl shrugged and began to undo her tight jeans but the man pushed her hands away and did it himself. With nothing to do, Debbie's little hand reached out and caught the thick cock that grew out of the man's groin. Sandy saw how calmly her daughter handled the organ and she felt a small tingle of interest grow in her. She tried to ignore it; this was no time to turn crazy, this was serious! She had to do something.
The man turned his head in profile and Sandy recognized him. It was Paul Morgan, Debbie's math teacher!!
"Hi, you're new aren't you?" The voice spoke in her ear and startled her badly. She spun around on the couch and found herself facing a middle-aged woman wearing glasses and nothing else. She knew the woman, not to speak to, but Sandy had seen her picture in the paper. She was the wife of one of the local politicians. The last name escaped Sandy but the first name was Agnes. Seeing her here like this made Sandy stutter when she did manage to answer the woman.
"Oh... ye... yes, yes I am."
The woman nodded and smiled, just as if she were at a tea. A hand that wore a large diamond reached out and touched Sandy's naked thigh.
"You're very beautiful, I couldn't help noticing you when we came in. You were having such a good time I felt left out." The hand on her thigh moved again and Sandy was amazed as the fingers moved deliberately to her open lips and began to smear the wet come about, coating her entire sex with it. Agnes' glasses flashed as she looked up at Sandy, she smiled again and kissed her on the lips!
Sandy was still thinking about that when the small woman calmly bent over and nestled her face between Sandy's spread thighs. She gasped as the woman's tongue lashed out and began to lick the wet lips! The tongue found her clitoris and worried it back and forth, forcing it to grow hard against Sandy's wishes! She stared down at the head between her thighs. The woman wore her hair in a severe permanent, the hair was graying. The head moved back and forth as she sucked and ate the amazed Sandy.
There was an air of insanity in the room. Every person here wanted the same thing, and they went about getting it with a confident air of determination that staggered Sandy. She stared around the room. Most of the women were strangers. She had seen some of them around town but she didn't know much about most of them, except this woman; this strange, prim looking woman who was doing such terrible things to her! A movement in the corner caught her eye and she remembered Debbie.
For a moment she stared at them, but she couldn't believe what she saw. Paul Morgan was leaning back on the cushion, his arm was around Grace. They were kissing and touching each other. One of his hands rested calmly on her daughter's head. She stared with sick wonder at her daughter, stared at her as if she were a stranger. She saw the pretty mouth stretched as far as it could go as it was wrapped around the teacher's huge prick. Sandy's lovely little daughter was calmly blowing the man! This couldn't be real, it couldn't be happening! But as she watched, Debbie's expert fingers stroked up and down the awesome shaft. Sandy had to admit to herself that it didn't look as if it was the first cock she'd ever sucked!!
A disturbing sensation was moving in her. As she watched her daughter, she'd forgotten about the woman. Looking back down, she was vaguely surprised to see one of her hands pressing down on the gray hair as her other hand stroked and pinched the woman's breast. She saw the long, brown nipple growing hard under her touch and the sensation became even more disturbing. She couldn't stop her full hips from moving a little, the woman was sucking so nicely at her and it felt too good to sit still for, she had to help!
A low burst of laughter floated up from the floor near them. Looking down, Sandy saw Terry laying back, his arms folded under his head. A slim woman sat next to him. They laughed again as her hand moved up under his testicles. Even as she watched, Sandy saw his young prick began to harden and rise under the woman's touch. She felt a little jealous, but even more than that, she marveled at Terry; didn't he ever get tired?
A sudden tremor of pleasure shook her and she realized the little woman who was eating her had succeeded in arousing her completely! She sagged back against the couch as the wonderful tongue drove all her troubles away. She wanted to help. She ran her hand up and down the woman's curved back. The woman seemed to like it. She made a funny sound and wiggled under Sandy's hand.
The response pleased Sandy and made her bolder. Her hand moved down the soft skin until she was gripping hard at the plump bottom. It felt soft and smooth! A finger wormed down between the wiggling cheeks until she found the woman's own wet slit. She was a little shy for a second, but the round ass pressed back against her, almost pleading for more. She bit her underlip and slid the fingers up inside the dripping box.
She felt the little woman's sheath clamp down around her finger and she smiled to herself as she jiggled it back and forth. As she did that she let her eyes travel around the room again. Everything had picked up pace. Some of the people had disappeared. They must have gone into other rooms. The ones who remained were getting serious. She shivered a little as the tongue wiggled harder in her sex and she saw the whole room in a new light.
The slim woman was still handling Terry.
Sandy couldn't remember her name but she knew the woman ran a dress shop in town. Her slender hands had worked the boy back up and were flying up and down the thick stalk of his rod. She could see the boy's hand up between the slim thighs and from the way the shop owner was jerking and rolling her hips, it was apparent his fingers were busy!
Her eyes moved on. She knew what she really wanted to see but wasn't certain if she should. At last she couldn't stand it and she stared hard at Debbie and the teacher.
When she found them on the floor her heart skipped a few beats! She saw the pretty little girl climbing atop the big man, her little cunt lips were centered over the big pole of his cock. She shuddered when she saw how big it really was and couldn't see how Debbie was going to manage. Grace was still with them. The little blonde scampered around until she got her head between them. Holding the monster prick in her hand she bent forward and forced the mushroom tip in her mouth. When she pulled back, the knob of flesh gleamed with saliva. Still holding the cock she said something to Debbie and Sandra held her breath as she watched her daughter's pretty little cunt lips slip down over the wet tip. She could see the smooth lips swell and stretch as the cock head was completely sucked up inside the child. Grace was making strange comforting sounds as Debbie sat slowly down on it, taking the swollen member, inch by shuddering inch!
Sandy pushed down hard on the gray head that was glued between her thighs and she pulled and jabbed fiercely at the woman's twat as she watched her daughter impale herself on the man's stake. She could see the tension in the muscles of Debbie's back and she could almost feel the stretching and rending the prick must be causing. Small orgasms flickered in her own slot and rolled her pelvis up against the sucking mouth;
A slender boy interrupted her thoughts. She was thrilled by his erect young prick. It was pink and white and there was hardly a hair on it. Her hunger for it flamed as she stared at it and she knew she'd have to meet him. He paused a moment and looked around the room then he hurried towards her! But the boy wasn't looking for her. He bent over and pulled gently at the woman in Sandy's lap!
His hands stroked up and down the curved back when he spoke.
A bombshell couldn't have surprised Sandy more!
"Mom? Come on, they're waiting for us." He pulled the resisting woman away from Sandy.
As they walked across the room her widening eyes saw the jeweled hand stroke along the boy's standing prick, testing it. "Mom??" She sat stunned as she thought of all that that could mean!
Sandy moved a little and was suddenly aware of how painfully hot she was. It wasn't fair!
The woman had been pulled away before she could finish what she started. Sandra felt uneasy and got to her feet. She was aware of Terry and the woman near her and watching as the slim woman rode up and down on the boy's cock as she sat astride him made her vagina contract. She had to move!
She didn't want to go any nearer to Debbie than she had to, so she turned and walked down the hall, away from the couples in the living room. All of the bedrooms were in use and none of the doors were shut. She walked slowly, the fire between her thighs jangled and plucked at her nerves and she needed something!
In the first bedroom she watched for a moment as two women worked slowly on the saliva slick organ of a young man. She knew both of the women by sight from her visits to the supermarket. They were housewives, just like herself. Each woman was naked and they rubbed and pressed their bodies up against the man's legs as they took turns sucking and licking at his pulsating organ. Sandy stared at the swollen shaft, she could see the blue veins curling up around it, the thick meaty head shone as the wet tongues worked back and forth over it. The young man was barely touching the women, they were taking care of their own needs by pressing their wet cunts up against his boney knees.
Just looking at the hard meat made Sandy's need grow unbearable and she couldn't stand to watch any more! She pulled herself away from the door and moved on down the hall again. Each step bothered her, the movement of her thighs forced the juicy lips of her labia to rub against each other and small jolts of excitement spun around in her. The agitation was so bad that she had to stop for a moment and her finger slipped between the tortured lips and stroked the burning little clitoris. This was insane; here she was masturbating in a house full of people that would be happy to take care of what she needed!
She heard a low whimpering and squealing sound coming from the bathroom and slowly peeked around the door. A naked woman sat on the edge of the tub, a slim young boy stood in front of her. The woman's arms held him tight against her. Her eyes were closed but her mouth was working. The need in Sandy's belly grew hotter as she watched the woman suck and swallow the boy's hard young prick. The woman's head came back for a moment and Sandy was shocked as she recognized the contorted face of Alma Peterson, the head librarian! A true sense of amazement came over her as she watched the woman she had considered so dried up and cold as she managed to press the full length of the boy's cock in her mouth, some of it must be in her throat!
As she watched Sandy couldn't resist and the finger crept back between her thighs and she toyed with herself as she watched. The boy began to groan and he clutched at Alma's short hair, dragging the woman's face up close against his belly as his hips jabbed the hard staff up into her slobbering mouth.
"Aggggg!!" The boy growled and snorted as he stiffened out. "I'm coming,... it's coming, Miss Peterson!" The woman quickly jerked her head back, her hand jerked rapidly up and down the slick shaft. The first burst of white cum shot through the air and spattered across the woman's pendulous breasts! Her free hand found it and rubbed it all over her skin. Again the cock spit its gooey mass out of the head and the results hung swaying from Alma's lips and chin. The woman groaned and began to wiggle and jerk her own pelvis as spurt after spurt of the white seed splashed and dripped on her body from her face to her belly. The grunting moan that came from the woman's fouled mouth convinced Sandy that she was watching the librarian climax, an orgasm caused by nothing but the smearing of hot cum on her body!!
Her own finger was working rapidly up and down as she continued to watch as Alma shook the softening penis, trying to squeeze the last drop from the tube. She was startled when she felt a hand grasp hers and stop her moving finger. A deep voice rumbled in her ear.
"There are a lot of better ways of having fun, honey. Come with me!" She found herself being dragged down the short hall towards the back bedroom.
The man dragging her was tall and well-built, she could see his organ as it hung, half-hard, between his thighs. He didn't speak or even look at her as he pushed her into the bedroom.
There were twin beds in the room and she remembered vaguely now that Grace had two children. She wondered where they were. On one bed she saw a young boy as he lay between the spread thighs of a woman, the boy's head moved and she easily recognized the woman who had been sucking and tonguing her. Was she really doing that with her son? The idea made Sandy shudder and she wasn't certain if she liked the idea or it horrified her. The other bed was vacant and the man was pushing her towards it.
She hit the bed and the man's strong hands positioned her until she knelt on it, on her hands and knees. She felt him slip up behind her and a real fear came over her until she felt the hot knob of his dick find the wet lips of her pussy and slip up in her. In one hard shove he was in her to the hilt. She had been so hot and slippery that he didn't have much trouble and almost at once she felt the sweet stabbing pleasure spreading through her body. Her lips revolved slowly as she rubbed the softness of her buttocks against him and made the hard staff in her move and pull at the hairy lips of her dripping opening.
There was something so unreal about all this. She crouched in front of him, her eager body accepting him and she had never seen him before in her life! It was so wild and strange to be so intimate with a man you've never said a word to. It was primitive!
She heard a grunting squeal from the woman on the next bed and watched as the glasses on her face flashed in the light as her head shook from side to side. Her thighs were lifted high and Sandy could see the woman's toes curled into small fists as she shuddered and convulsed through an orgasm! The boy atop of her was plunging in and out of the matted cunt, his slim cock glistened and shone as it moved.
"I'm coming, momma, I'm coming. I can feel it!" The woman groaned and pushed frantically at him.
"Don't come in me, Tommy. Please, honey, don't come in me. Don't get mama pregnant again!!" She managed to push the shaking boy free of her cunt just in time and the hot jets of white cum shot out of the deep red tip. Spurt after spurt fell on the woman's writhing body. She arched her back and shuddered each time she felt the thick cum hit her. One hard spurt hit her face and splattered over one of the lenses of her glasses, but she didn't seem to mind. Her hand worked up and down the shaft of his slim peter as he emptied his balls on her body.
Sandy felt a hand pressing down on her shoulders. She let herself be moved until she rested her head on her crossed arms as her round ass waved up against the man as he stroked in and out in an even rhythm. Each stroke was building her higher and she felt the small bursts of pleasure dart along her nerves, her orgasm was coming closer!
There was a movement in the room behind her but she was so engrossed in the sweet fucking she was getting that she didn't even turn her head, her entire attention was on the thick male organ that was spearing into her from behind, stirring and feeding the fires with his hard bar of flesh.
The bed sagged and she managed to look up into the smiling face of Danny. The boy was looking down at her as he slowly ran his hand up and down the half-hard shaft of his long cock. The need was high in her and she heard herself groan at the boy as her hand tried weakly to hold the shaft.
"Danny darling, don't waste it. Please, honey, give it to me and I'll be nice."
He grinned, as if he had been hoping for just that invitation, and he managed to wiggle his torso under her mouth.
She rested her arms on his thighs as he calmly fed her the warm tube of flesh. She sucked it slowly, enjoying the salty taste of his flesh. She could taste some strange juices on it and wondered what soft cunt it had been in before he decided to put it in her mouth?
The man behind her was moving faster. The friction on her round globes was terrific. Her buttocks got warmer and warmer as he polished it with his hairy belly. His thick cock rubbed and worked in her steaming cunt and she gasped as the first warning tingles of an approaching orgasm reached her fevered mind.
Even being warned, the intensity of the orgasm shook her. She moaned loudly and buried her head deeper against Danny's twisting groin. The long tube of his cock drove deeper in her mouth, the pressure of the fat head at the entrance of her throat almost made her choke. It was so nice! She wiggled and shook her body as the thrill of the orgasms made her feel weak and helpless. When she felt him stiffen and press tight up against her backside, she knew what was coming, and gurgled with joy when she felt the thick globs fill her gulping vagina until it felt stuffed.
The man was gone as suddenly as he appeared. He had simply pulled away, slapped her ass and left the room!
She still had Danny, her mouth felt perfect as it formed itself around his firm flesh. Small after-spasms of her orgasm would grip her for a second, making her thighs quiver and move on the bed. His hand rested on her head, regulating the motions of her beautiful red lips. She enjoyed the hand, it was a symbol to her and she loved it. When the boy stiffened under her, the hand gripped at her scalp and she grunted with contentment as she felt the hot burst of his cum flood across her hollowed tongue, funneling down her throat. She gulped and swallowed hard as jet after jet of the milky cum filled her mouth.
When she was done, she felt tired. A soft tiredness that made her drowsy. Danny slipped away after a moment and she fell fast asleep. A hand touched her bare shoulder and she was startled into instant awareness. She sat up in one move and would have jumped from the bed if hands hadn't held her steady. When the sleep filled eyes cleared, she found Terry smiling at her and holding her arms.
"You scared me! How long was I asleep?" The boy grinned and shrugged his bare shoulders.
"I'm sorry, I don't know how long you've been here... I was sort of busy." The grin came again and she felt another pang of jealous emotion but she didn't have any right to be jealous so she had to put her feeling aside.
"The party's really boiling now, I thought you might like look around a little." Sandy remembered the strange sights she'd already seen and a little spark of interest flared in her. When she stood up she felt some of the man's come start to leak out of her. Cupping her hand under her box she turned and headed for the bathroom.
"I have to do something first, I'll be right back."
Terry said something to her again but she didn't hear it as she hurried down the hall.
She was all the way into the bathroom and had a hand on some tissue before she realized that she wasn't alone. The sight before her made her stand where she was. She stared in amazed fascination!!
Two woman were in the tub, there wasn't any water, both of them were touching and stroking each other's hairy mounds. Sandy had no trouble in recognizing either of them. One was Agnes, the little woman who had been so eager with her and with her own son. The other was Alma Peterson. Standing side by side at the edge of the tub were both of the boys involved: the woman's son and the thin boy Alma had been sucking earlier. Sandy's eyes bulged in disbelief as she watched both boys stroking their limp cocks as they watched the middle-aged women maul each other's most sensitive places.
Sandy had a terrible feeling that she knew what was going to happen next but she didn't have time to decide whether she wanted to see it or not. Just at that moment Alma began to vibrate, her stocky body shook as she climaxed on the other woman's wiggling finger. As she did she looked up at the boys and nodded her head rapidly. Sandy held her breath as she watched both boys' ass cheeks clench with effort and then two streams of yellow urine arched out and began to rain down on the writhing women!!
Both of the women wailed and moaned as the hot streams of piss ran down their bodies in rivulets, both opened their straining thighs wide and held their wet cunts up to be pissed on!!
Suddenly Terry was in the room and he tugged at her arm, leading her away. The last thing she saw as she left was the other woman lifting her head up from the tub, her prim looking mouth gaped open as her son filled it with his hot piss.
In the hallway she felt shakey, she didn't know whether to be excited by what she saw or to be sick. Her first reaction towards the women was one of superior disgust, but then she remembered her own sudden impulse to run her hands through Danny's urine and to drink it and she was shaken again. Reality and daydreams were coming closer than normal in this house! She heard the boy laughing in her ear as he tried to talk .
"I tried to warn you... I knew that they were in there. That bunch always ends up like that. I wasn't certain that you'd want to see that. The club lets anybody do anything they want, as long as no one uses force and nobody is hurt." He shook his head and continued to smile. "They can do what they like but not many of us are into that sort of thing."
Sandy was still a little upset as she allowed the boy to guide her down the hall. It was dark in the hall and she knew that the sun must be down but she had no idea of what time it was. The whole house shook and echoed with sighs and small screams as everyone at the party had a ball.
They stopped at the door to the other bedroom and looked in. It was almost dark in the room and for a second she couldn't be certain what she was looking at. A white thigh lifted and she heard a sigh. Someone on the bed moved again and she could see the thin face of the dress shop owner. The woman had a wild look in her eye as she stared blankly at the ceiling. She lay on her side, a strong looking man faced her and it was evident that he had his prick in her. A slim young man lay behind her.
A small chill made goose pimples rise on Sandy's arms. Was the chill one of excitement or fear? Before he even moved she knew what the slim young man was doing. The woman's thin thigh was lifted higher and she saw the young man's hips move forward a little. The thin woman groaned and her staring eyes closed in pain. Sandy gripped Terry's arm hard, she could almost feel the cock going up her own behind!
"Remind you of anything?" The wicked tone in the boy's voice made her smile in spite of her interest in the trio on the bed. The woman groaned again and her hoarse voice carried across the darkened room, making the goose pimples rise again!
"Unngggh! Go slow, baby. It feels so big, go slow or you'll tear me!" The man in front of her began a slow easy motion. Soon the woman was following it, her angular hips moving back and forth to counter him. The wet smack of their flesh was easy to hear. Then the young man caught on and followed the other man's pace. As the slender ass came back she was speared by the cock in her rear, as she went forward she was being spread by the organ in her cunt.
In moments the men had the slim woman bouncing back and forth between them, her head bobbed and her mouth hung slack as they worked in and out of her body. Sandy felt Terry's hand slip up the back of her thigh and then his finger slid between her own soft cheeks and began to tickle her anus. It burned and quivered under his touch and she could hardly breathe. Her own excitement was rising as fast as the woman's on the bed. She watched the slender business woman shake her head slowly as she took both pricks. Her whole body seemed to vibrate with the sensation, her hoarse voice called out in the gloom.
"God! You're killing me. Both of you!! Aghhh, do it! Go on and do it, I'm coming! I want you to rip me up, fuck me to death!!!" The men were spurred on by her wild sounding voice and Sandy had to bite her lip to keep from making a moaning sound with the tortured woman on the rumpled bed.
The bodies flashed as they moved, she could see straining muscles, hear strangled grunts and whimpers as the two men battered the thin woman until a high pitched scream ripped through the room and she announced her climax! Her sobs of pleasure were just slowing when the men both came at the same time. Their growls and grunts filled the air and the watchers could imagine the flood of cum that was pouring into the woman from the front and the back.
As they turned away from the door, Sandy's legs were shakey and she wondered if she could walk. Watching that primitive act had rocked her more than she knew and her own hunger was back again!!
Her body ached and felt tired but she almost whined when she felt the fierce need building up in her.
They got to the living room and her heart jumped up when she saw what was happening. The entire floor was covered with naked bodies. All of them were locked and twined together. Heads and mouths, fingers and pricks were all working at one time. The woman stared at the mass of straining bodies and felt her knees give and she sank slowly to the floor, her eyes never left the sight before her.
She was kneeling close to them, her eyes trying to see and remember each vivid detail. She was so engrossed with watching that she didn't notice a hand reach out until it had her arm and was pulling her towards the group of people. She didn't resist, she couldn't. The fascination held her in a numbing grip and she allowed herself to be pulled down among them.
Hands and mouth touched her and her whole body glowed under the attention. A wiggling finger worked down into her tangled pubic hair and her eager thighs flew open to urge it on. In just a few seconds she lost her identity and she became one with the surging, moving mass of bodies. Her own mouth brushed along a slender breast and she eagerly sucked at the long pointed nipple until it was pulled from her mouth. One searching hand found a hard prick pressing against her ribs and she slowly stroked and jerked at it, loving the feel of the living flesh against her palm. In the gloom she saw Grace crawling to her. Gently she sat astride Sandy's chest, the blonde mound was dripping wet as she pushed it up against her open mouth. At the same time Sandy was aware of someone gently parting the hairs of her own mound and a warm tongue ran slowly up and down the slobbering lips. She moaned and sucked at Grace as the wonderful mouth teased and drove her to a new frenzy. Her belly shook and her hips flopped as the mouth nibbled and sucked at her. Suddenly a pair of hands pulled Grace away from her and she looked down.
In the gloom of the room she saw the dark hair of the head reflect the few lights in the room, the red tongue snaked in and out of her and she could only whimper and writhe as she watched her own daughter sucking her down into madness!!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sandy sighed and stirred. It was nice to be home, nice to be in her own bed again. She stretched and felt the smooth play of her muscles under her skin. Her arm bumped gently against Debbie's small head and it wasn't until that moment that she realized that her daughter was awake too.
"Hi," the girl smiled and snuggled close to her mother. She murmured and kissed a bare shoulder as she felt the soft hands gently massage her neck.
"Mother?"
"What, baby?"
"I... I'm glad that you didn't say anything to me at the party the other day. It would have ruined everything. I was so scared and shook when I first saw you that I didn't know what to do. It was good to wait until later to talk it over." Her mother's warm chuckle reassured her again.
"Darling, I didn't talk to you because I didn't know what to say! I'm still a little shook up by all this myself!" The girl smiled to herself and began to run her hand up and down the soft thigh that pressed up against hers.
"Anyway... I'm glad it happened. That was the one thing about the club that bothered me; I didn't like not being able to tell you all about it."
Sandy felt the small hand touch her and she wondered if this was really happening. Was this the right way to handle it? A year ago she would have fainted to think that she and her daughter could ever be so intimate but now... it seemed like the only thing to do!
The small hand on her thigh had reached her hip and began to move inward. Sandy's own hand slipped between them and caught one of the girl's small breasts between her fingers and gently pinched a little nipple until it stood hard, against her thumb. The girl sighed and moved closer, her own hand was nestled in her mother's full mound, the fingers worked through the tangled hairs until she found the swelling clitoris. She pinched it and in return was pleased by the soft groan and the delightful wiggle that it caused.
Sandra's hand worked down the little body until she found the smooth lips of the little vulva. It was still amazing that something this small could work itself around cocks as big as Paul's.
She thought of the teacher for a moment. Well, if Debbie had to have a teacher she certainly picked a good one, and not for math either!
Slowly, both the females stroked and played with each other, teasing and drawing each other's need to the surface. Debbie's slender thigh hooked over her mother's hips as she opened herself up to the knowing finger that whipped her up. She couldn't stop a little whine of pleasure that raced up her throat.
"Shhhh, be quiet or you'll wake the boys." She glanced over Sandy's shoulder and saw Terry as he slept. She could feel the radiating warmth from Danny at her back. She wasn't worried. Those two had slept enough! Without her mother's knowing it, she kicked backward and caught the sleeping boy's shin!
He stirred and then raised himself on one elbow. The girl shivered as she felt the warm breath on her neck.
"Hey, Terry, wake up. They're at it again." They all laughed as they heard a deep mock groan from the older boy.
"Aw I know it, I've just been pretending to sleep so that they'd leave me alone." But he was only teasing. His hands reached out and pulled Sandy back against him, rubbing her flank with a hardening penis. She came happily and rolled over until she could face the boy. They kissed and she enjoyed the feel of his tongue as it ran about in her mouth, setting off little charges of excitement. As they kissed she didn't forget Debbie. The girl had rolled over too and they rubbed soft buttocks as they allowed the boys to kiss and touch their bodies.
Sandy was happy as she felt the hand on her head. This was her very favorite! She almost laughed with happiness as she scooted down in bed and began to lick and kiss the growing prick that lay between her fingers.
"Look at her," Debbie giggled. "Eleven years old! I thought I was really wicked and I waited to suck one until I was an old lady of fourteen!!" Sandy knew she was being teased but she didn't mind. She heard the bedding rustle and out of the corner of her eye she saw the girl fit her pretty mouth around Danny's long pole and begin the lovely bobbing motion over it.
Sandy felt content. The thick meat that pressed against her tongue and pulled at her lips filled her and made her feel complete. Let others think what they might, this was the first time she'd been really happy, really content in her whole life!
The boy moved his hips a little and his cock made delightful motions in her mouth as it rotated against her tongue. She heard the soft sucking sounds as Debbie worked on Danny and wondered vaguely if they could hear the soft clucking sounds she made as her lips worried up and down on the thick prick.
When she was certain that the boy was as hard as she could get him, she rolled over and spread her thighs as wide as she could. "Come on lover," she whispered to him, "Come on and give me what I need." The boy was between her parted legs before she could even finish the sentence. Her eager fingers found the thick stalk and she held herself open with one hand as she guided the hard knob of the cock into the tightness of her waiting sheath. The flesh wet itself in her juices and slid into her with ease. Her fingers reached up and clasped around his neck and she clung to the boy as he did as he was told, filled her with what she needed!
Debbie wasn't far behind her mother as she worked Danny into a throbbing erection, then crawled up and sat down on the wet shaft. She groaned with pleasure as she took the long rammer in her body.
No one spoke, sobbing sighs rose and trailed away, the dull sounds slapping of body against body bounced off the walls and died.
Each woman was content as she felt gorged with meat, each was careful to grip and tug at the boys with their sweet cunts. They had to please them, it had to be nice for the boys too!
Sandy was taking her time. The feel of him slipping in and out of her was so nice that she didn't want it to end too soon. She would be happy if it went on forever!!
She watched Debbie as she rode the stocky boy with ease, she-saw the frown of concentration as the small cunt swallowed the long stem. There was something simple and free about the way they made love.
"Turn over," Terry's voice broke into her thoughts and for a second she thought of the other times he'd told her that. A small shiver of excitement rippled through her as she moved to obey.
She was expecting it, but even with that she was stung when he slapped her soft ass again and again, not hard enough to hurt but just enough to spur her on. She hurriedly positioned herself, her fine ass up in the air, inviting his attack. She shivered again as his wet prick found her and slammed home again.
Debbie watched her mother being spanked and tugged playfully at Danny's ears. "Why don't you try that on me, brute?" He just grinned and nodded. The girl scrambled off of him and went to her knees before him. He didn't spank her, but she hadn't really expected him to. She too sighed and groaned as she felt the hose find her and worm back up inside her pussy.
Each of the women groaned, almost in unison as they wiggled and hunched their backs, the boys drove thundering strokes up their dripping cunts. It was wonderful! Sandy was happy, only one thing worried her, one thing clouded her sky. She reached over and held Debbie's hand as she whispered to her.
"Darling, this is fun but your father's coming home tomorrow. We have to be very careful that he doesn't find out about this!"
Debbie giggled and wiggled as she answered. "Find out, how do you think I got into the club in the first place???"
CHAPTER NINE
Sandy felt the gentle tug on her arm and tried to ignore it. She was so sleepy! The full feeling to total satisfaction soothed her and all she wanted to do was drift back and forth between sleep and half-awareness. She was content, at peace with herself for the very first time in years!!
She felt a warm body snuggle up next to hers. Hands fluttered lightly over her, fingers grazed her soft nipples and caused a faint tingling sensation to move slowly through her blood-stream. A warm pair of lips found hers and the gentle kiss slowly brought her back.
When her eyes opened, she found Grace's bright blue stare confronting her. As she sleepily looked at the woman she wondered how she could have known her all these years without knowing what real heat fired that small, blonde body. She smiled and lifted her face for a kiss. She needed to feel the soft, reassuring lips.
Grace grinned and pinched at a growing nipple. But Grace avoided the kiss. Her voice was soft and very private.
"No more kisses for you sleepy head!" She pulled at the bigger woman's arm again. "Get up, I've got a special treat for you!!"
She managed to tease Sandy into sitting up. As she was yawning and stretching, Grace massaged her smooth back and neck.
All around her, Sandy saw naked bodies. Some were sleeping and some were just resting. When her eyes found Debbie she felt a strange little jangle run through her.
Her daughter lay sleeping on a large pillow near the wall. A splash of light from the hall fell across her nude body. As Sandra-stared at the pretty, rounded thighs and the smooth little sex, she felt a twinge of doubt. The folded little labia was still so swollen and puffy looking. Sandy could remember when she herself had lowered her face between her daughter's thighs and ate her in a total frenzy of excitement! She had added to the puffy irritation between Debbie's thighs herself!! Where was this new relationship she had with her child going to lead them?
Debbie turned slightly in her sleep and for the first time she noticed that the girl was holding Danny's soft penis as she slept!
"Come on, this is special, really," Grace's insistent tugging at her broke into her thoughts and she allowed herself to be helped up from the floor. The little blonde put her finger to her lips and led her out of the quiet room.
For a second, Sandy hesitated at the back door but then she recalled that there were no close neighbors to see her. She felt daring as she stepped naked into the moonlit night.
Grace led her across the lawn to a small house in the rear. It was a garage that had been turned into a playroom. A faint light shone through the curtains. The woman softly opened the door and let Sandy go in first. For a moment, she looked around the room wondering. There wasn't anyone or anything in sight. Then she saw him on the couch!
It was that beautiful boy Tommy! She moved closer to the couch, wanting only to look at him, not to awaken him. He was naked and lay flat on his back. She felt a strong interest in the limp member that lay along his smooth thigh. She recalled how nice it had looked to her when it was erect. The rosy hue was gone now but the smooth white flesh pleased her. As she stared at him she couldn't help wonder if Agnes was really his mother? Grace spoke in her ear and startled her! She turned quickly to see the little woman smiling as she spoke.
"Isn't he nice?" she said softly. "Look at those balls, I'd love to suck them all over, wouldn't you?"
Sandy shuddered delightedly and nodded. Grace giggled softly and moved to the couch, leaving the larger woman to watch eagerly.
The blonde sat beside the boy. Her hand slipped around his flaccid penis as she softly kissed him and called his name. After a few moments, Tommy sat up and Grace motioned for Sandy to join them.
The boy looked shyly at her as she sat close to him. She couldn't keep her eyes away from Grace's hand as it stroked and pulled at him. She thought she could see the young stem stiffen in the small fist. But Grace caught her full attention as she heard what she was saying.
"... and she wants to hear how you and your mother got started." Sandy felt her heartbeat quicken and she pressed closer, so she wouldn't miss a word of what he had to say about that!
Grace took hold of Sandy's hand and placed it on top of hers on the boy's growing erection. Both women stroked and touched the smiling Tommy as Grace tried again.
"Go on Tommy, it's a groovy story. She wants to hear about it. If you'll tell us, we'll be very good to you!" Trying to prove her own point, the little blonde quickened her stroke on the sighing boy and Sandy had to follow her lead.
Tommy stared down at the two soft hands that were doing such good things to him, then he glanced quickly to Sandy. He didn't seem certain that she really wanted to hear about it.
"Please, Tom," she urged softly. "I really want to know and nothing you say is going to shock me." To prove she was telling the real truth, she bent quickly and kissed the growing tip of his young prick. He grunted deep in his chest and leaned back on the couch.
His voice was smooth and easy to listen to and Sandy soon found herself working her hand smoothly up and down his stalk while Grace took charge of his swollen balls.
"It's not so strange, I guess. Dad's a busy guy. When he's home he is always gone to some meeting or other and most of the time he's at the state capital. Mom was just lonely and uptight."
"Anyway, she always used to give me my bath, even when I got big. It was nice. I'd sit in the tub and she'd soap me down. I guess we both knew it was something more for us, especially when she would wash my... penis." He stopped for a moment as Grace changed position. Both he and Sandy watched as the blonde began to slowly lick the soft underside of his testicles. He sighed and went on.
"When she would wash me... there, it would feel so good! When I got old enough it would get hard and stand right up out of the water. Neither of us said a word about that but I noticed that she was taking longer and longer to wash me there every time. I knew about... jacking-off by then and wondered what she'd do if I ever shot all over the washrag!" He laughed and shook his head.
"Just worrying about that helped me keep my cool."
Grace had pushed the boy back until he was almost laying flat on the couch. Her greedy mouth sucked one round testicle then moved over to the next. The soft sucking sounds were easy to hear and made Sandy's groin turn in slow contractions. Her hand still worked at the swollen prick. It was full and hard now. The boy sighed and began to stroke Grace's head as he spoke.
"Finally, one day, she had washed me and was sitting on the stool drying me off, She'd really washed my prick a lot that day and it still stuck out hard while she toweled it. It was too much! I was really hot and my legs felt funny; I had to rest my hand on her shoulder to keep from falling down on the damn floor!"
"She turned me until I was almost facing her. My cock stood straight out and I wondered how she could continue to ignore it; it was almost bumping her in the nose! She kept coming back to it with the towel and it was feeling better all the time!" Tommy stopped again and lifted his loan young pelvis as Grace began to lick beneath his full balls. Sandy watched and wondered if the woman was going to suck at the boy's lean young ass too?
Sandy felt the drops of his juice running over her fingers and felt a tiny shiver of excitement make her labia swell as she rubbed the sticky wetness all over his smooth young prick.
The boy sighed again and went on. "She finally held it in one hand and rubbed at it with the towel but, in no time at all, she dropped the towel and held it in both hands. That was the real start for us I guess. She didn't say anything but she did look up at me. Her glasses made her eyes look too big and there were little tears in the corners of her eyes. Even as she stared at me, both of her hands worked up and down the shaft. Oh did it feel good!! I must have said something or made some sound because her face got real red and embarrassed looking but she didn't stop doing it for me!!"
Tommy was laying back, his thighs lifted as Grace openly licked at his wrinkled little anus. Sandy had to bite her lips to keep her mouth shut. She'd never seen that done before and she bent forward so that she could see better! Soon she was rubbing her cheek along the hard shaft as she watched the pink tongue working up and down. He kept on telling his strange story as the woman ate him.
"She finally looked away, down at my prick I guess. It felt so good that I was trembling and I knew that I couldn't last out much longer!! I wanted to warn her that I was going to cum, but I didn't. She played with my balls with one hand and whipped the other up and down on me. I guess I was trying to hold back but when she kissed the tip I lost it all!! When I actually felt Mom's lips touch the head I couldn't stop it; no way could I keep it back!!"
"I groaned and felt the first spurt of it ripping up the stem and it hit her right on the lips. Mom's head jerked and lifted but she didn't pull away and spurt after spurt hit her face and her hair. Just knowing Mom was letting me shoot it on her face drove me wild and I came harder and shot more than I ever had in my life!!"
Sandy couldn't stand it. His story was so exciting she couldn't resist and began to lick at the smooth pole in her fist.
Tommy sighed and wiggled as both women sucked and licked at his sensitive privates.
"For a long time after I finished shooting, we stayed where we were. Mom still ran her hand slowly up and down on me and I think I could have cum again if she had kept it up. But she stopped and pushed me away. Her hands fell to her lap and I could see drops and smears of cum on her fingers!!"
"I was sorta confused. I'd often thought about doing something with my mother but when it actually happened I didn't know what to say or do. Finally she just sighed and wiped me clean, then she told me to go to bed and turned away from me."
"I stopped in the hall outside the bathroom and wondered what was going to happen next. I though for a while then I realized that she hadn't come out yet and I got to wondering What she was doing."
"I peeked through the crack in the door and was amazed! Mom was standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself. I couldn't tell what she was thinking from her expression but what she was doing told me all that I wanted to know."
"She had her dress open and was smearing a lot of my cum on her breasts. When she finished with that, she took off her smeared glasses and licked all the cum off of them! Her eyes were shut and I could tell she was thinking about the taste from the way she moved her lips around. I left her after that and hurried down to my room. I got in bed and really expected that she would come in to me, but she didn't and I fell asleep with another hard-on!"
Grace moaned a little and Sandy's small whimpering sounds joined in. Each of them were sucking and toying with the boy's hard young pole. Each could taste his maleness, each was getting more and more aroused! Grace pulled back and whispered urgently at the boy.
"Don't stop, honey. Go on. It's a groovy story just like I said."
Tommy grunted and he had a hand on each of their heads as they sucked and licked at him. "That next afternoon I came home as quick as I could. I knew that Dad was out of town and Mom would be alone! I was determined to have her way with me again. But when I got there she tried to ignore me at first. When I asked her if she'd like to give me another bath, she got real mad at me and told me that what she'd done the night before was a mistake and that it would never happen again, and that I was a big boy now and could take my own baths! She went on with a bunch of shit like that. I don't know how I ever got up the nerve but I decided that she was trying to convince herself as well as me and decided to try again. While I listened to her ranting at me, I just started to take off my clothes. She knew what I was doing and her voice got real shrill as I stripped. When I took off my shorts she stopped talking. I could tell she was staring at my cock and that excited me even more; I got hard right away and my prick just jumped up in front of her eyes!!
"For a long time she just stared at it and then I got up my nerve and moved over until I was standing right in front of her; just like the night before. Mom looked up at me and I saw the real pain in her eyes but I was too greedy to care. I didn't move away, in fact I think I moved in a little closer. Her hand came up, it moved slow but it was headed in the right direction and I could wait for it. When she got hold of it and ran her fingers up and down it a few times she just made a funny sound and jammed it in her mouth!! I don't know just what I expected her to do but the thought of having her blow me was so wild that I hadn't dared to even think about it!" The boy stopped talking again as he felt the furious pace that Sandy was setting as she sucked and ate his cock. Just hearing about how his mother had done it for him drove her wild! She knew she shouldn't let a story like this excite her but she couldn't control herself and she tried her best to make the boy cream in her mouth!!
Grace had moved up a little and she was licking at the staff of the cock at the same time that Sandy was sucking at it. Their lips would meet and the blonde would lick at Sandy's lips as well, when she could touch. The small woman's hands were teasing in between her thighs too, fingers were twining and pulling gently at her curly pubic hairs.
The boy groaned again and touched Sandy's sucking cheek as he went on with the story. "I just stood there looking surprised as Mom really sucked the hell out of me I don't think it took her more than a couple of minutes before she had me shooting the whole wad in her mouth. She sucked and sucked at me. It felt like I was being pulled inside out by her lips!! When she finished, she ran away from me and went into her room. I stood by the door and heard her crying. It scared me and I went in and sat on the bed next to her. She kept right on crying and talking about sin and incest and all but she was ripping her clothes off at the same time! When she was naked she pulled me up close to her and began to work her hand over me again.
"I was like a piece of silly putty. I just lay there and let her work me up. When she had it hard again, she kissed it all over and licked it until it was all wet, then she crawled on top of me and rode me like a wild horse! It was my first fuck you know and I think it was the best I've ever had! She didn't stop talking and crying but her cunt gripped me tight and she milked at me with those little muscles inside of her until I thought I was going to die! All of a sudden, she started to yell and moan and I thought I was hurting her or something but she wouldn't let me loose and rammed herself up and down on me like she'd gone crazy. I didn't know anything about orgasms until she explained it to me later. At the time I thought she was dying on me!! It took her a long time to calm down again but when she did she made me promise I'd never tell anybody what we'd done and tried to get me to see how bad and nasty it was. I tried to understand but all I knew was that it was great and what was even better was that I had a nice body to fuck whenever I felt like it. I thought that having Mom was going to be handy!!"
Tommy gasped and groaned as Sandy sucked even harder at him. Grace's busy fingers had whipped up a froth between her thighs and she was going mad herself! She bobbed her head wildly and sucked like a tigress at the boy's stalk. She felt it stiffen and twitch against her tongue and crooned in delight as she felt his hot seed slap against the back of her sucking throat and drip down towards her eager belly!
The boy groaned and grunted, he flopped up and down on the couch as he emptied his balls into her mouth.
Grace could tell what was happening. She tore the dripping prick from Sandy's mouth and slipped astride the writhing boy. The cock was still spouting cum as she fitted it between her little lips and sat down hard on it!
The blonde's full little bottom bounced and quivered as she impaled herself on his bonelike pole. Sandy was watching, still tasting the boy's essence on her tongue. Her own pussy was throbbing and she wished she had thought to mount him before Grace beat her to it.
The larger woman moved a little closer and touched the woman's round cheeks as they moved up and down. Her finger found the little pink anus and jabbed in sharply, giving Grace no time to get used to the sudden intrusion. The blonde screamed shrilly and wiggled her soft bottom. Sandy could tell that she loved the sharp little pains from the way that she rotated her cheeks around the finger.
"Tommy, darling," Grace panted as she worked her hair fringed little lips up and down the shaft. "Did you ever fuck mamma in the ass?"
The boy groaned at the question, as well as at the pleasure he was feeling. "Yesssss. I did! A few weeks after we were fucking every day, she asked me to do it to her. She told me she'd never let Dad do it to her that way and wanted to give me a special gift!"
Grace looked wildly over her shoulders at Sandy. The question in her eyes was plain and easy to answer.
"Why not, honey," Sandy panted. "Now's the time darling, you can do it just like that. You don't even have to move an inch!!"
Sandy almost laughed at the frightened expression on Grace's face. Instead, she wiggled her finger even harder in the blonde's clinging rectum. She loved to see the tight skin pucker around her finger and knew that it would look even better with a full cock crammed in that tiny pink opening!!
"Tommy, would... you do that for me?" Grace's voice sounded small and frightened. The boy nodded eagerly but Grace wasn't finished. "If you do, will you go easy with me and not hurt me too much??"
Tommy was beyond answering now, he gripped her hips and lifted her off of his dripping cock. Sandy was amazed that it hadn't wilted and knew that it wouldn't wilt now, not with the prospect of Grace's small ass before it!!
"Help him, Sandy. Stay with me darling, you promised!" '
Sandy smiled at the words but her own excitement was still high and she shivered when she grabbed his slippery prick. She felt Grace's juices dripping between her fingers and her own cunt clamped hard in a spasm of excitement. She had to gasp for breath.
She held the slick flesh tight as she aimed it up against the little, pink opening. When she had it centered, she helped the boy slowly press and wiggling blonde down on the fat tip of his cock.
The little woman groaned and whimpered when she felt the mushroom head trying to force past the pucker of her ring of muscle. "Oh Sandy,... it hurts!" She groaned. "Is it going to be all right?" The fear in her voice only fanned the flames of excitement in the woman and the boy. Sandy didn't bother to answer, she pressed down harder on the soft hips and wiggled the head of the prick around in small circles. Grace gasped when the head managed to wedge itself in and she had half of the tip pressing inside her tight nether ring.
Sandy pressed her lips alongside of Grace's small ear and whispered while she continued to press down on the soft bottom. "You have it now honey, take it! That's right, just sit down on it and feel it squishing up inside of you, you'll never forget the feeling as long as you live. Do it! Do it Grace, sit on his cock and jam it up your pretty little ass!!
The blonde caught some of the fever in Sandy's voice. A thin wail escaped her lips but she relaxed her leg muscles and allowed herself to slowly sit down on the fat prong that was invading her bottom. Sandy held her breath as she watched the slick head disappear and it was followed by at least two more inches of fat cock meat before Grace's groan of pain cut through the room and she had to stop. Her soft ass cheeks quivered and she stopped her movements. Her white bottom quivered and she tried to lift herself off the pole that was stretching her so painfully.
"God!! I can't stand it! Oh Tommy, it's tearing me. I can't take any more of it... I never thought you were so big!" She threw a tear stained look over her shoulder at Sandy as the larger woman knelt watching. "Am I bleeding?? It hurts, Sandy. Has he torn me very much?"
Sandy just laughed and massaged the soft bottom and she forced the plump hips to move in a slow circle. "Relax honey, it's all right. He hasn't torn you, relax! Just loosen up and you won't hurt so much at all!"
Grace's head fell back and she moaned deep in her throat as she felt Tommy's strong hand press her downward again. More of the thick meat invaded her virgin rectum and she almost bit her tongue to keep from screaming with the pain. She shuddered when she felt Sandy's warm lips on her bottom and felt the kisses and caresses that the bigger woman was showering on her as she helped the boy spear her.
"Agggh! She's so tight that it hurts," Tommy moaned as he pressed deeper inside of the squirming woman. Sandy's free hand found his firm column of flesh and twisted it with her fingers. That caused the stalk to twist and move around in Grace's bottom and forced a new sounding groan from the little blonde woman.
"Is she as tight as your mother was??" She asked. She really wanted to know, her labia were dripping juices already and she felt that she might even come if the boy would only keep on talking about screwing his mother as she watched him fuck her friend's ass. "Was your mother as tight as Grace is?" Her fingers flew up and down his dripping root, her fingertips found where he penetrated Grace and tickled them both.
"No... not as tight," the boy managed to gasp out. "But she had me play with her a lot more than we did here and she used some greasy stuff on me and up inside of herself."
Sandy could imagine the prim little woman rubbing herself and eagerly coating Tommy's prick as she made ready to allow her son to commit sodomy on her!! The image was delicious and she couldn't resist the urge to press a hand between her own thighs and a finger teased back and forth over her swollen, standing clitoris.
Grace's moans and crying had changed tone and she began to move her hips by herself now. Slowly and gingerly she rotated her bottom. Sandy sucked in her breath as she watched the slick organ rotate in the stretched flesh of her anus.
The larger woman was in a spin. She wanted to feel that prick up inside her own bottom but she also wanted to have it in her vagina and suck it at the same time!! She thought of how Terry and Danny had taken her that time and a rippling burst of pleasure made her groan softly as she rubbed harder at her love bud.
"I like it now, Tom." Grace's voice was tiny and shakey sounding but the words were clear and the increasing motion of her round little bottom reinforced her words. "It's starting to feel sooooo good!! Do it harder honey, really push it up in me and let me feel all of your hard cock up inside of me!!"
Sandy wished that Grace were laying down now because she wanted to sit on the blonde's pretty face and make her suck the swollen lips and hard little knob that stood out from between the wet lips. After all Grace was partly responsible for her terrible need, why shouldn't she help put out the fires??
Grace was kissing and licking at the boy's face as she jiggled and bounced up and down on the organ.
"Tell us more about your mother honey. Did you really get her pregnant like somebody said you did?" Sandy's ears perked up and she moved closer to hear his answer. The boy groaned as he felt the tight little anus press down on him. Talking about his mother seemed to excite him too and he answered just as quickly as he could catch his breath.
"Yes... yes I got her pregnant. Dad hadn't been home all that month and she swears that I was the only one who touched her!! It made me feel sorta funny when she told me. She was scared and worried but she was kinda proud and happy too. She found a lady that helped us join the club. But while she was pregnant for that couple of weeks it was wild in bed with her! She didn't think of anything but doing it all during that time. I was sort of worried about her, she was crying and drinking a lot and I thought she was going crazy!!"
The boy groaned again as he felt Sandy's warm tongue work back and forth across his bouncing balls. She could still hear him there but she could also hear the sticky sounds of his prick as he punched up into Grace's soft bowels!!
"When I'd get home from school she'd be half drunk and she'd drag me into the bedroom and do wild things for me. That's when we started the... bathroom thing..." He stopped for a moment, as if even he was a little embarrassed by that part of their relationship.
Sandy crouched beneath Grace's moving bottom, her lips glued to the boy's testicles. She remembered how strange and wild it had been watching Tommy pee in his mother's mouth!!
"She was a lot calmer for a while after she... got rid of it, but she was still a lot wilder than she was before. Only now she was more careful about letting me come in her. She takes the pill but I guess she still worries about it... About that time I really got worried about her. She wa acting funny and I thought she was going to have some sort of a breakdown. I guess she was feeling guilty or something like that but we didn't even talk about stopping! I'd come right home after school and we'd be in bed in ten minutes. Even when Dad was home! She'd take me off somewhere in the car and we'd do it in the back seat!! Like I said, I thought she was going to go nuts but when we heard about the club and we went to a few meetings, she seemed to calm down. I suppose it's because of all the other people here that have weird tastes and hang-ups, she doesn't feel so lonely now." His voice stopped and he began to make sharp grunting sounds as his thick root worked faster and faster up into Grace's reddened rectum. Sandy ran a soothing finger around the red, puffy looking opening and made soft cooing sounds to the suffering blonde.
Grace was whimpering loudly now and small orgasms seemed to be popping inside her like a string of firecrackers. She yelled and twirled her bottom faster. "Awwwwwghhh!!" she screamed; just as Tommy to moan and hunch himself up deeper inside the twisting woman.
Sandy knew that the blonde could feel the boy's hot cum squirting deep inside of her and envied her that warm feeling.
She massaged the boy's pulsating balls as his rod flashed in and out of Grace's anus. He was filling her so full of his hot froth that each upward thrust he made caused some of the white cum to gush out of the stretched rectum and run down the shaft. Sandy watched for a moment and couldn't resist the impulse and she hurriedly sucked and licked the moving organ. She caught every drop and cleaned his smooth flesh with her moving tongue, loving the sounds of his pleased sighs.
Sandy was there to help when Grace finally tried to pull herself free from the still hard prick. When she did pull away from the thick tip, her stretched little rectum made a squishy, slurping sound.
When she was free, Grace tried to stand but her knees buckled and she would have fallen if Sandy hadn't caught her and helped her lay down. The small woman clung to her and pulled her face down for a kiss and then to whisper weakly in her ear.
"God! What a thing. Thank you for being here, darling, I'd have died if I was alone! Oh Sandy, you were right! No one could describe how that feels. I'm not certain that I could describe it, even now!! Ohhhh it still hurts, but it's a good hurt." The blonde giggled and kissed her again. "Ever since I pulled it out I feel so hollow!! Think I should find another thick one to fill me up again?"
Her expression was so mock-serious that Sandy couldn't repress her own giggle. It was a good sign to her that she could laugh. The boy's story and her touching and tasting the two of them had fanned the flames of her hunger. Before today she'd have been upset and worried about her "dirty" thoughts and would have been unable to smile much less laugh.
She kissed Grace softly and stroked the tan thighs. When Grace's fingers found her dripping cunt she heard a weak laugh.
"Oh poor Sandy! I forgot, I'll bet you're about ready to pop! Well I'm sorry darling but after what I've been through I couldn't do a thing for you, but wait just a moment!"
Sandy tried to keep the blonde from wiggling free but she was gone before she could make her body function. She was left on the couch with the exhausted boy and a burning need between her thighs!!
Her searching fingers found her ridged little clitoris and toyed with it as she waited. Each passing moment was an eon and she was so hot! She heard footsteps approaching the room but she didn't care who caught her playing with herself, she had to feed the hunger!
"Aw, look at the poor baby." Sandy looked up at Grace, a plea in her dark eyes. The little blonde was holding a man by the hand. Without a word he lay back on the couch and Grace deftly gripped the long prick and ran her fingers up and down on it as she licked rapidly at the swelling glans. The rod grew until it stood hard and Sandy didn't have to see the face to know the man; that huge pole could only belong to Paul Mason, Debbie's teacher!
She was trembling with desire as Grace helped her to mount the thick organ. "Here darling, take this and love it!" She groaned as she felt the cock stretch up into her slick vagina. Strong hands guided her and forced her to jog up and down on the stem.
Sandy was so happy riding Paul's organ that she didn't notice that Agnes was in the room until the little woman's lips found hers and the jeweled fingers stroked and lifted her full breasts. Then the woman's whisper was in her ear as she stroked down the soft skin of Sandy's moving back.
"I hear that Tommy told you about us. Are you shocked darling! Does it shock you to hear how a mother can fuck and suck her son? Just wait; one day maybe I'll tell you some of the things Tommy does to me when we're alone!
The hand on her back had slipped down until a daring finger had found her tightly puckered anus. The tip stirred slowly as Sandy raised and lowered herself on the man.
"Grace told me how nice you were to my baby," the mother murmured. "So here's a gift in return." Sandy groaned and writhed as she felt the slow kisses as Agne's mouth traveled down her spine. She was almost delirious when she felt warm hands parting her soft ass cheeks. Agnes had moved until she was kneeling directly behind Sandy. She bent forwards and the woman squealed loudly as she felt the tongue squirming up against her tight rectum.
"Oh my God! This is wonderful!!" Sandy's panting voice soared as she felt the stiff tip of the tongue worm past her opening and wet her quivering anus. A sharp shudder tossed her body as the full flood of her orgasm swept her up. Her mind was a blank and all she could think of was the wonderful pleasure as a thick cock filled her from the front as a warm tongue flicked at her wiggling bottom!!
