As in most previous books published by Surrey House, Inc., the reader is taken behind the scenes for a look at life as it really is. Drawing on her unique and varied experiences throughout the world, Miss Frances Madero, a new author, has assembled a multitude of stories and tales from real life, related to her by people in far-flung cities, and has woven them together in a gripping tale of love, sex and incest.
In this novel, Miss Madero carefully illuminates how a small action, no matter how well-intentioned, can lead to near disaster. The oft quoted phrase, "the road to hell is paved with good intentions," is again proved accurate by the author's deft handling of this tale.
The mating of a private nurse with her patient is so well chronicled in both history and contemporary periodicals that it should require no further dissertation. But, one often wonders, why? How could a woman of such supposedly upright training take what seems to be obvious advantage of a cripple, a blind man, or a senile old gentleman?
Is it the money that attracts them? The sex? Or, is it their uncontrollable desire to be wanted and needed, which is undoubtedly the reason for many nurses choosing their profession initially? Whatever the motive each day, some place in the world, a professional woman, whether she be classified as nurse, companion, or housekeeper, is wed to the man they have been charged with caring for.
Miss Madero has taken a variety of these tales and cemented them together in a wholly fictional plot. But it will become readily apparent to the reader that there is much more to the nurse-patient relationship than meets the eye.
When Dorothy Allen, a Licensed Practical Nurse, becomes sexually involved with her widowed patient, the invalid's son takes advantage of the situation and forces her into embarrassing and degrading circumstances. And, not content with that, the boy then forces her to convey her favors on his best friend.
Circumstances become even more unbearable for the nurse when, out of charity, she offers temporary haven in the household to her weak younger brother and his nymphomaniac wife, who proves to be a Nemesis to Dorothy, with her unbridled desire for both the invalid and his son.
Even her altruistic incestuous assistance to her brother, to help him overcome sexual inadequacies, turns into a fiasco, and the nurse is forced to set aside all scruples and beliefs in order to aid her only living relative.
Unable to cope with the about-face of her morals, Dorothy considers running away, but changes her mind and resolves to make the best of the situation. How she handles the problem is the crux of the story, and Miss Madero amply provides the reader with an interesting insight into raw human behavior.
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CHAPTER ONE
"Now, Mr. Perry," Dorothy Allen smiled, "we'll take care of that big old hard-on."
The woman in the white uniform dropped the towel she had used to dry the naked man on the bed, then sat down on the edge to take his tool in her hand and slowly massage it.
"Doesn't that feel good, Mr. Perry?" she asked, soothingly. "It must have been just terrible for you before I came, with no one to take care of that precious cock."
Grinning broadly, Harold Perry moved his legs slightly, the only part of his body over which he still retained any control. His eyes flashed the woman a smile as her hand pumped up and down on his shaft, gently and with even strokes.
"Just blink your eyes when you want me to go faster, and I will. We want you to enjoy every bit of it, don't we?"
His grin widened, and he blinked his eyes three times, which signaled 'yes'- Twice for 'no', three for 'yes'. This was the only method the broken man had to communicate with anyone.
"Do you want me to suck on it for a while?" she asked tenderly.
He blinked three times.
Bending low over his pelvis, Dot slipped her open lips down his hard prong until it was buried in her mouth. She pulled up slowly, then eased down again, sucking and pulling on the stiff, hairy rod. Faint croaks came from the man's throat as she worked his dong over with her mouth; slurping and sucking, teasing the tip with her tongue, then ramming in to her tonsils.
Abruptly, she rose up and began massaging his dick quickly, smiling at the prostrate figure.
"Now, Mr. Perry? I know you're ready. Go ahead! Blow off! Let it shoot out all over your tummy!"
As she spoke, she could feel the fluid coursing up his rod, then it spewed out in spurts, the white cream arcing up his body past his waist.
"Ohhhhhhh! Wonderful, Mr. Perry! Just wonderful!" Dot pumped until all the juice had dribbled out the end of his cock, then leaned over to lick the last drops from the tip.
"There we are! All happy and comfy for another day. I'll wash you off again, then you can get some sleep."
She washed and dried the man, pulled the covers over him, then smiled pleasantly. "Good night, Mr. Perry. I'll see you in the morning."
After switching on the night light, she turned the main lights off and went out, closing the door quietly. She walked down the long hallway to her room, disrobed, and slipped into a comfortable nightgown and pegnoir. When she had given her hair its nightly brushing in front of the mirror, she strode back down the hall to the living room and turned on the TV.
In the soft light from the television tube, she was almost beautiful, but not quite. Her hair was long and brown, matching her large brown eyes. Her face was nicely formed, and had it not been for her overly large mouth, she could have been classed as a true beauty.
The figure under the gown was well shaped; full busted and long of leg. Had she ever felt the desire, she could easily have been a nude model. But with a staid and proper upbringing, the thought would have never entered her mind.
Dot Allen leaned back in the comfortable chair, crossed her legs and lit a cigarette, her eyes staring at the flickering screen but her mind not on the program. She was thinking about how good things were for her, compared with only a few months ago.
An ugly divorce had almost ruined her mentally, and she had had some difficulty finding a job. Even though Licensed Practical Nurses were in demand, no one wanted a person around that was apt to break into tears at any moment, and Dot became desperate.
She had gotten this job quite by chance, through the paper instead of the Medical Agency. "LPN wanted," the ad read, "For paralytic man and teenage son. Live in. Excellent salary."
She was the first to apply, and was immediately taken on. Doctor Davis, the man who interviewed her, assured her that the position was going to be permanent.
Harold Perry and his wife had been in a horrible automobile accident, and the wife had been killed instantly. Major nerves had been severed in Hal Perry's back, and the chances of his ever speaking again, let alone walking, were very slim.
It was a good life, and she was very happy here. The boy, thirteen-year-old Lester, was no problem at all. In the two months Dot had been caring for him he had never spoken back or refused to do as he was asked.
Except tonight, she thought, glancing at the luminous dial on her watch.
Les had gone to a school dance, and had promised faithfully to be home at eleven. It was now eleven-fifteen, and no Les. Dot wasn't particularly concerned about the boy, as he was big for his age and could take care of himself. And they lived in a very wealthy neighborhood where hoodlums didn't patrol the street as they had near her previous home. But still....
She was just getting up to make sure she had turned on the front porch light when she heard a key in the lock. She stood waiting as the door closed and steps sounded in the tiled hall, heading toward the living room.
"Oh! Hi! Sorry I'm late. Tommy's heap had a flat."
The boy stood patiently waiting to see what Dot would do about his tardiness. He was as tall as she was, slim and hard, with black wavy hair and blue eyes inherited from his father. A good-looking boy, and very calm and self assured. Dot had thought several times, almost sarcastically, that with the money his father had, he could afford to be that way.
"Well, fifteen minutes isn't so bad," Dot said. "Those things happen. Are you hungry? There's still some sliced ham in the refrigerator."
"No thanks. I'm kinda tired. I think I'll go hit the sack. I'll see you in the morning. Ah, I really am sorry about being late."
Dot laughed. "Go on to bed. I've already forgotten all about it."
Les swung around and raced upstairs three steps at a time. He hurried down the hall, went into his room and closed the door. As soon as he had the lights on, he went to his bedside table phone and dialed a number.
"Hi, Tricia," he murmured softly. "I couldn't wait to call you. Wasn't it cool tonight?"
"Yes," a young girl's voice whispered back. "I didn't know it was going to be so wonderful! I like to have you do it to me."
"Say fuck, Tricia. Fuck. Remember? We agreed to talk about it the way we want to."
"Yes. Oh, yes. I'm sorry. I like to have you fuck me, my darling. When you put your big old cock in me, I just go crazy!"
"Me too! And when I suck on your tits! Wow!" The boy trembled at the thought, then said, "Tricia? Sometime, would you like to...? Would you...?"
"What, Les? What?"
"Would you suck my cock?" He said the words rapidly, almost afraid to utter them, then he waited anxiously, hearing the small gasp on the other end, then quiet breathing. "I ... I guess I would," the girl whispered. "I've never done anything like that before."
"Neither have I," Les urged. "But you've jacked me off. I mean before we went all the way. You know what it feels like."
"Oh, sure! But ... would it taste funny?"
"Naw. I wash it all the time. How about next weekend? I can get Tommy's car, and we could go out to the lake. Nobody'd see us out there."
"Let's talk about it then, okay? I want to think about it for a while. You're not mad, are you?"
"Hell, no! I can't get mad at you. We're far out together, remember?"
"Yeah. Hey, I've got to go. My folks are going to bed. I'll talk to you tomorrow. 'Bye."
"'Bye."
Les hung the receiver up and rolled over on his back on the bed. His swollen shaft was throbbing under his pants. Quickly, he unzipped them, took his hard rod out and began jacking off, thinking about how it had felt driving his tool into Tricia only a few hours before.
The next morning, when Doctor Davis came to the house for his weekly visit to examine Hal, Dot utilized time when she wouldn't be needed to iron several uniforms she had washed the day before. She was working in the kitchen when the doctor came out and sat down at the table to write new prescriptions.
"Cup of coffee, Doctor?"
"No thanks. I'm late at the hospital already." He finished writing and slid the slips to the center of the table. As he was putting his pen back into his pocket he asked, "Has Mr. Perry had any nocturnal emissions since I was here last?"
"Why ... why, no." The question took Dot by surprise, and she hadn't time to think what she should say.
"Hmmmm. That's unusual. There shouldn't be anything wrong with his reproductive system. A man of thirty-six should be prone to nocturnal emissions when he's deprived of normal sex."
The doctor frowned as he stood up and buttoned his coat. "I'd like you to keep an eye on that, Miss Allen. If he hasn't had any by my next visit, we're going to have to do some tests."
"Oh, of course, Doctor. I certainly will keep a close watch. But ... but, it wouldn't do him any good anyway, would it? I mean to be able to?"
"The way medical techniques are being developed, Miss Allen, it is conceivable that Mr. Perry could ambulate very well in the near future. And if that should happen, we wouldn't want him to be deprived of normal functions, would we?"
"No. Of course not. Thank you, Doctor. We'll see you next week."
"Have those filled today, will you?" the doctor asked, pointing at the slips on the table. "Surely."
"Good-bye, then. You're doing a good job, Miss Allen."
"Thank you. 'Bye."
When the doctor had gone, Dot sat down at the table and breathed a sigh of relief. She should have known better! She should have said that Hal had an ejaculation every week. It was only normal. Actually he had one every night, and sometimes an extra one during the day. When Dot felt like playing with the man's tool, she did. And he liked it.
As she sat there thinking about it, her cunt became wet. And that happened frequently, too. Her only gratification for a long time had been masturbation. Each time she jacked Hal off she wanted to climb on top of him and drive his shaft deep inside her, but she was afraid she would hurt him.
So each and every night she would go to her room, take her douche syringe from the drawer, and ram it into her pussy. It was bigger than her finger, but it was no replacement for a nice, big prick.
Unable to stand it any longer, Dot rose and went to her large, comfortable bedroom. She opened the bureau drawer and took out the useful tool, then hiked up her dress and pulled her panties down. Crouching a bit to spread her legs, she rubbed her snatch with the tip of the syringe, then eased it into her hot cunny.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she moaned. "Oh, my God! If it was only a prick! Ummmmmmm!"
Dot looked up at the mirror above the bureau as her hand pumped the fake rod furiously into her snatch and she saw the pleasant agony on her face reflected there.
Hunching her hips onto the hand-driven shaft, she exploded in orgasm, simpering and whining as the shudders of excitement surged through her body. Then she went limp, leaning heavily against the dresser, her breath coming in gasps.
Recovering, half-disgusted with herself for her unfeminine actions, she extracted the tool, wiped it off with tissues, and put it back into the drawer. Then sighing to release her pent up emotions, she pulled her panties up, smoothed her dress, and returned to the kitchen to finish the ironing.
That evening, after dinner with Les, she carried a tray in to Hal, fed him, then she and the boy did the dishes.
"Okay if I go over to Tommy's now?" Les asked as he hung the dish towel on the rack. "I won't be late. I'll be back at ten."
"Sure," Dot answered. "I assume you have your school work done."
"Oh, yeah. It was no sweat." As a straight "A" student, he never had any problems with homework. He usually had it all done during study periods, except when extra research was needed.
"All right, then. Have a good time. Ten o'clock, now."
"Right." Les hurried from the room, and Dot heard the door slam with a resounding 'thunk' as he left.
Dot turned on the portable TV in Hal's room so he could see his favorite program, then tidied up the house before getting the things ready for his nightly bath. As she double checked the tepid water in the bathroom, she felt her cunt getting wet at the idea of massaging Hal's shaft again.
God, I'm getting horny, she thought. One of these days I'm going to climb up on him and jam that prick all the way up to my throat! If only he weren't so terribly crippled!
Carrying the towels and waslipan carefully, she entered the patient's room and made ready. Pulling down the sheets, she was surprised to see that the man already had a hard-on in anticipation of what was going to happen.
"Well, Mr. Perry! There must be a full moon or something. It seems we're both wanting a little sex. You were just waiting for me, weren't you?"
Hal Perry blinked his eyes three times.
"Good! We'll take care of it. But you have to have your bath first. Let's roll you over on your side."
Deftly, from years of practice, she turned the man up then washed his back and legs. Within a half-hour, she had him washed and dried, then rubbed oil on his back and butt to prevent bed sores. All the while Hal's tool was stiff and throbbing.
Dot carefully wiped the oil from her hands with the towel, then sat down on the edge of the bed and began caressing Hal's balls tenderly.
"This is the only pleasure you have any more, isn't it, you poor dear? I wish I could do more for you, but I'm sure you know I can't. At least this is better than nothing, isn't it?"
Hal blinked his eyes 'yes'.
Leaning over, Dot kissed the end of his pecker, then slid her lips down his shaft, licking it with her tongue. She could feel his prick pulsate in her mouth, and knew he was enjoying it immensely.
She sucked and slurped on his tool for a few minutes, then raised up and wrapped her fingers around the hairy rod. Slowly she pumped up and down, squeezing it lightly with her hand as she massaged his swollen cock.
"Feel good?" she murmured.
Hal blinked.
"I'll do it slowly, to make it last longer. Okay?" He blinked again.
"Sonofabitch!" Lester Perry kicked viciously at a small bush near the sidewalk as he walked home. "Why the goddamn hell did she have to start today? Fuck!"
He had gone to see Tricia, Tommy's sister, and had gotten her out into the back yard for a little play. But as soon as they sat down, she told him she had started her period and didn't want to do anything. Even though he had begged her to at least jack him off, she said she didn't feel good, and wanted to go in the house.
So he got mad and stormed off, his hard-on wilting as he pounded his way home, his balls aching for some release. He opened the front door, started up the stairs to his room, then thought he would watch TV for a while to rid himself of the sore feeling in his sack.
When he went into the living room, he heard soft murmurs coming from his father's room, and went to the hallway to look in. What he saw astonished him.
There sat Mrs. Allen, pumping on his dad's prong as though she did it every day. She was saying something to his father in soft whispers that he couldn't hear, but he could certainly see her hand slipping up and down on the stiff shaft.
He stood there fascinated as the woman worked her hand faster, then white cream jetted out of the extended rod, spurting into the air and falling on his father's belly.
When he saw her lean over and lick the end of the throbbing tool, his prick got hard and his hand moved involuntarily to it, grasping it tightly. He backed slowly away from the door and went to sit down in the living room, wild thoughts racing through his mind.
Has she been doing this all along? he thought. Jesus! If I could just get her to do that to me! Wow!
He moved his stiff dick around under his pants so it wouldn't show so much, then sat back to wait for Dot to come out of his father's room.
"There now," Dot smiled. "You're all set. I'll see you in the morning. 'Night." She went out and closed the door. After putting the things away in the bathroom, she came out and had started for her room when she saw Les in the living room.
"Well, hi! I didn't think you were going to be home till ten."
"Tommy wasn't home," Les lied. "I thought I'd just watch some TV for a change."
"Good. A quiet evening never hurts anyone." Dot stepped into the room, sat down and lit a cigarette. "Have a good day at school?"
"Oh, so-so." He paused for a second, then said, "Mrs. Allen, what were you doing to my Dad?"
Dot jerked upright. Her heart stopped, and her mouth went dry. "What do you mean?" she gasped.
"I saw you. I saw you doing things to him. Does he like it?"
Dot felt like an apprehended criminal. There was no point in lying about it. Not if he had seen her. She sighed and took a long pull on her cigarette, staring at the boy and wondering how to explain it.
"You've masturbated, haven't you Les?"
"Yeah. Sometimes."
"Well, it's the same thing. Your father needs some relief that way. It's part of the way we make sure he's comfortable. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I just didn't know that nurses did things like that." He took a deep breath, then plunged ahead. "But you didn't have to kiss his ... thing, did you?"
Jesus Christ! she thought. He saw that too!
"No, it isn't necessary, Les. I don't really know why I did it. I guess it's just because I like your father. Is that so bad?"
"No." Les hesitated. "Would you do that to me?"
"Lester! What are you saying?"
"I'd like you to do the same thing to me. Just once? I'd like to see what it feels like. Nobody would know. I wouldn't tell anybody. Honest!"
Dot knew she really didn't have much choice. If she refused, he might tell about what he had seen, and she would probably be thrown out on her ear by the doctor. She was trapped, and she knew it.
"All right, Lester," she said. "But just once. No more than that. And you mustn't ever tell anyone about it. Okay?"
"Jeez, I wouldn't say anything. Nobody would believe it anyway. Can we go up to my room? I could lay on the bed like Dad."
"Okay. Let's hurry up, though. I want to take my shower and get to bed."
She followed him up the stairs, regretting she had ever started playing with Hal. She knew this could lead to disaster for her if she weren't careful. And she had a lot to lose.
As soon as they were in his room, Les stripped off his pants and shirt, then took off the rest of his clothes and laid down on the bed. His teenage prick was hard, pointing at the ceiling, and the foreskin was stretched tightly over the head of his youthful dick.
Dot sat down on the edge of the bed, grasped his tool in her hand, and skinned it back. As soon as she touched his dong, the boy jerked, and his ass hunched up.
"Unnnnnnnggggggghhhhhhh!" he moaned. "Oh, Jesus!"
Dot glanced over the young, lithe body as she ran her hand up and down on his shaft. He was truly beautiful! His pubic hair was still a light brown, and his prick was almost nude. His balls jiggled as she massaged his dong, and she used her other hand to caress them.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhh, my God! Ummmmffff! Ohhhhhhh!"
"Are you ready?" Dot's cunt was getting so hot she could hardly stand it. She wanted to get this over with so she could go to her room and jack off.
The boy's legs quivered as he arched his back, his stomach muscles tightening as his groin prepared to shoot his juice. His face was contorted in pleasure, and his eyes were squeezed shut.
White fluid spurted into the air, hung for a moment, then rained down on Dot's hand and arm, over his belly and onto the spread. She continued to pump as the lad jerked and writhed on the bed, lost in the ecstasy of ejaculation. When he slumped back, still trembling, Dot pulled her hand away and stood up. She crossed the hall to the upstairs bath and got a towel, came back and wiped them both off quickly. Les' prick was already wilting, and he gazed at her with dreamy eyes as she finished cleaning him off.
"That was cool!" he gasped. "Real cool! It never felt like that when I did it."
"I'm glad you liked it," Dot said. "But remember, that's all. From now on, it's up to you."
She strode quickly out of the room and hurried down the stairs, hot fluid running down her thighs. There was only one thing on her mind as she crossed the living room and sped down the hall to her bedroom.
She slammed the door, rushed to the bureau, and opened the drawer, taking out the syringe with shaking fingers.
"Jesus!" she groaned aloud. "Oh, my God!"
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning, Dot was sore. She had used the syringe more frantically than usual the night before, and after three orgasms her cunt was almost raw. Before going out to fix breakfast, she inserted a tube of medical cream and filled her vagina with the cooling salve.
As she was putting the bacon and eggs on the table, Les came in, bright and cheery.
"Hi! Have a good night?"
"I suppose," Dot mumbled. "Sit down and eat before it gets cold."
Les dropped into his chair and took a long drink of milk, then dived into his food as though he was starved. Dot merely played with her meal, her mind not on eating but the situation she was forced into with the boy.
"Dot," Les began when he had finished, "I know you said last night just once, but I'd sure like to have you do that to me again. It was real cool."
"No! Absolutely not! That's not what I was hired for. And besides, it's not normal."
"But you do it to Dad!" the boy argued.
"That's different. He's crippled. You're a young boy. You can find some way to take care of yourself. What about your girlfriends?" It slipped out before she could stop, and she was immediately sorry she had mentioned it. My God, you don't suggest things like that to kids!
"Oh, they're okay, I guess. But it's different with you. It's not the same thing."
"Well, just forget it, young man. And if you tell anyone, I'll make sure you'll be sorry."
"I won't. You don't have to worry about that. I guess I'd better be getting to school." He got up slowly, staring at the attractive nurse with a glint in his eye. "I'll see you this afternoon, Mrs. Allen."
"All right, Les. Have a good day."
Frustration ate at her insides as she cleared the table after Les had gone. The desire for a huge tool inside her was driving her up the wall. Every day with Hal, then last night with Les just provoked the desire in her loins.
"It just isn't fair," she muttered to herself as she did the dishes. "It just isn't fair!"
After cleaning up the house, she took a hot shower to help relieve her tensions, then dressed in her uniform and assembled the things to give Hal his morning shave. She filled a basin with warm water, picked up towels, razor and lather, then went into his room.
As usual every morning, she attached a device to his pecker so he could relieve his kidneys, then waited until his bladder was vacated. As she was disconnecting the tube, her hands trembled as his rod became hard at her touch.
"Oh, Hal!" she moaned. "Ohhhhhh, Hal!"
It was too much! She crawled up on the bed between his legs and took his shaft in her mouth. Gripping the base of his cock with one hand, she ran the other up her thighs until she reached her hot pussy, then as she sucked on his prick she massaged her clit, sucking and rubbing almost violently.
"Ummmmmmm!" she groaned, her mouth full of his stiff rod. "Ummmmmm!"
She was uncontrollable. She had never sucked a cock all the way until it exploded, but she couldn't help herself this morning. The desire had welled up in her until nothing else mattered except to be satisfied.
"Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!" She was pounding his dick with her mouth, sucking and pulling on it, driving her lips as far down the shaft as she could, feeling his hairy tool slide across her tongue and slam against the back of her throat.
"Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!"
Her hand was rubbing her clit frantically as she felt his fluid race up his shaft and jet out the tip, gushing against her tonsils and flowing down her throat. She sucked hungrily, greedily, as she brought herself to a climax, writhing her hips as she simpered and whimpered in ecstasy.
"Ummmmmmmmm! Ummmmmmmm!"
When she had drained his pecker and ceased trembling, Dot eased off the bed and stood smiling weakly at the man, contentment glistening in her eyes.
"I ... I didn't really mean to do that, Mr. Perry. I just couldn't help myself. I hope you understand."
The crippled man blinked three times.
"Thank you. I knew you would. You're a wonderful man."
In a flurry of activity, trying to atone for her helpless actions, she began the shaving-ritual. When she was finished, she turned on the TV, switched to Hal's favorite daytime station, then carried the shaving materials to the bathroom.
During the day, she couldn't get her mind off sex. It was the first time since she was a bride that her loins had ached so continuously for a prick. And the ache was becoming unbearable.
In the afternoon she thought several times of using the syringe again, but she was still too sore to attempt it. Her pussy was crying out in agony, and there wasn't a thing she could do about it.
When Les came home she was sitting quietly in the living room, the TV off, smoking cigarettes and staring blankly at the wall. She didn't even look up when he entered the room.
"Dad okay?" the boy asked.
"Yes. Why?"
"Oh, I just wondered. What's for dinner?"
"Spaghetti and meat sauce," Dot replied, dully.
Les sat down in a chair across from her and leaned back. He had a hard-on, and it showed. He was being deliberate about it. He wanted her to see it, and perhaps change her mind about jacking him off. But when she took no notice, he decided to say something about it.
"Dot, why can't you do it to me again? Nobody would know."
"Please, Les," she sighed. "Not now. I told you no, and I meant it."
"But why?"
"Because it isn't right, that's why." She lit another butt and looked over at him for the first time. She could see the huge bulge in the front of his pants, and felt a twinge in her cunt that a boy so young could have a dick as large as his hand and it still be growing larger as he matured.
"Have you got a hard-on?" she asked, knowing full well that he did.
"Uh huh. I've had it practically all day. I wish you'd do it to me again. I really need it. Just like Dad."
Dot hesitated. She needed something badly, or she would go out of her mind. Anything! The throbbing ache in her pussy had to be relieved. She debated with herself for a moment, then made up her mind.
"All right, Les. I'll do it. On one condition. You have to do something for me."
"What? I'll do anything."
"I want you to lick me between my legs. It's the same as my jacking you off. Is it a deal?"
The boy's eyes widened. He had never done anything like that. He wouldn't even know how. But he wanted her to play with his teenage prick so badly, he was willing to consent to anything.
"Okay. You'll have to show me how to do it, though."
"I will." Dot could feel her cunt twitch and her belly pulsate as she stood up and carefully began to take her uniform off. She slipped it off over her head, tossed it on the couch, then stood there in her bra and pantyhose, amused at the stare she was getting from Les.
She kicked off her shoes, then hooked her thumbs in the sides of her pantyhose and slid them down slowly over her hips and legs. When the brown triangle of hair covering her cunt came into view, Les's cock jumped in his pants.
Dot sat down again and pulled the stockings off her feet. Then she leaned back in the chair, spreading her legs wide apart, giving the boy a good view of the pink, wet slit parting the hair.
"There it is, honey," she smiled. "Come on over here and go to work on it." She slid her hands down over her belly and held the lips of her steamy gash apart.
Les stood up on wobbly legs and walked over. He knelt in front of her, then inched forward, his face bent down to the level of her gaping slash.
"Use your tongue, Les. Lick it all over. Especially in my hole."
Les stared in awe at the pink folds, glistening with dew. He could see her cunny hole just above her brown anus, and his hard rod began to throb convulsively. He moved forward until his face was brushing against her fingertips holding the enlarged pink lips apart, then he dived in.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Dot cried out. "Uhhhhh! Oh, eat me, Les! Ummmmmmm! Oh, God, use your tongue! Just like that! Jesus!"
Les was lapping like a puppy dog, tasting the sweetness of her juices and feeling the hot, damp lips of her cunny against his cheeks.
"Unnngggghhhhh! Oh, Lord! Les! Ohhhh! Ummmmm!"
Dot was writhing and twisting her ass under his face, using her butt to thrust up to meet his darting tongue. As she became more excited, so did he, and his prick was threatening to burst through his pants.
"Ummmmmmm!" he moaned, inserting his tongue into her hole and reaming it out, licking the rim of her tube and thrusting his tongue as deep into her as he could.
She grabbed his head with both hands and pulled his face hard against her cunt. Her legs went into the air as she felt the throes of orgasm wrack her body with shudders.
"Ummmmmmm!" Les groaned. "Ummmmmmm!"
As she yanked his face into her pussy and exploded, Les shot off in his pants, filling his shorts with cream as he jerked and twisted on his knees, the surge of fluid from his balls, through his loins and out his dick sending a flood of sheer ecstasy through his thin body.
Then Dot's legs dropped to the floor, she released his head, and sank back in the chair, breathing heavily. Les shuddered violently, gave her pussy a few more licks, then sat back on his haunches.
"Is that what you wanted?" he asked, grinning, her wet pussy cream all over his face.
"Ohhhhh," Dot moaned. "Jesus, yes! Ummmmm!" Her eyes were half closed as she smiled at the boy.
"I ... I shot all over myself," Les admitted. "I'd better go change my clothes."
"No, don't change," Dot said quietly. "Just go take them off and wash up. Then come back. I promised to take care of you too, and I will."
"Okay!" He got up quickly and hurried upstairs to his room. He shed his clothes, threw them on the floor, then went across the hall to wash up. He was surprised that he still had a hard-on after shooting off as much cum as he did.
When he had dried off, he sped back down the stairs and into the living room. When he saw Dot, the boy sucked in his breath. She had taken off her bra and was completely nude, her large tits standing out with hard, pink nipples at the end.
He had never seen a pair of tits like that before, except in magazines, and his mouth watered as he continued to stare. He wondered if she would mind if he sucked them for a while. They were so much bigger than Tricia's it was unbelievable.
"C'mere, honey," Dot said, putting out the cigarette she had lit while he was gone. "I'll show you something different. Only because you did such a nice job on me."
Les stepped over to her, between her outstretched legs, a little cautious as he didn't know exactly what she was going to do. When his prick was almost touching her lips, she took his balls in one hand and began caressing them lightly.
"I'm going to suck you off, honey," Dot said, looking up at him. "You can go ahead and shoot off when you're ready. All right?"
"I ... yeah, I guess so." Wow! She was going to blow him!
Taking the base of his dick between two fingers, Dot slid her lips over the head of his prick, pushing the foreskin back with her tongue.
"Ungh! Oh! Wow! Ohhhhhh!"
His legs jerked involuntarily as her lips and tongue did wonderful things to his pecker. She sucked easily at first, then began pulling at his dick harder with her mouth, pumping up and down on it until he felt his balls tingle.
"Uuuunnnnnngggghhh!" he moaned. "Oh, wow! Ohhhhh!"
He hunched his cock into her waiting mouth, driving his tool as deep as he could, feeling the back of her throat with the sensitive end of his hard little boy pecker. He put his hands lightly on top of her head, feeling her silken hair as she sucked harder, her other hand squeezing his balls tenderly.
Dot felt his fluid coming and began swallowing quickly even before his youthful cream gushed into her mouth, spurting and jetting down her throat. When the last of his boyish juice had dribbled on her tongue, she licked him off, then leaned back.
Les stood there trembling and quaking, his chest heaving and his legs quivering. He looked at her in stunned silence for a moment, then slowly his face broke into a grin.
"Goddamn, Dot! I ... wow!"
"I'm glad you liked it, honey. Now, I think we should both go take a shower and get cleaned up. I've still got to fix some dinner, you know. Go on! Get upstairs!"
They each went to their rooms contented and happy.
When everyone had been fed, Les took off for Tommy's house and Dot settled down to read the paper for a while before giving Hal his nightly bath. She had even fixed herself a tall drink, which was unusual, and for the first time in a long while she was rid of the ache in her groin.
She had just folded the paper and was getting up to throw it in the trash when the front doorbell rang. She was tempted to ignore it, as the only people that came to the house without calling first were salesmen, and she didn't feel up to one of them at the moment. But when it persisted, she went to answer it. It was her sister-in-law, Mary.
"Well, hi!" Dot said, surprised. "What are you doing out here?? Come on in."
"Just thought I'd see how the other half was getting along," Mary smiled, passing into the hallway. "What's new?"
"Not much. Want a drink?"
"Please."
Mary went into the living room while Dot fixed her a drink in the kitchen. When Dot returned, her blonde, fair-skinned relative was comfortably ensconced on the couch, her legs drawn up under her.
"How's Pete?" Dot asked, referring to her brother.
"Same as usual. Out of work." She took a sip of the highball. "Relation or no relation, Dot, that brother of yours is a real fuck-up."
Dot didn't like hearing it, but it was true. He hadn't had a steady job in years, and he was thirty years old.
"What's he done now?" she asked, sitting down.
"Quit! Just up and quit! Said the work was beneath him. Jesus Christ! Now we don't have a goddamn nickel to our name."
"Well," Dot said patiently, "I'm sure he'll find something else."
"Like what?" Mary snorted. "He can't do anything right! He can't even screw properly!"
"Mary!"
"Well, it's true, goddamn it! He's worse than that clod you were married to. If I get it once a week, I'm doing good. And even then, he doesn't know how to use it."
"Some of that could be your fault, you know," Dot said defensively.
"Shit! No way! I know how to screw, believe you me. And if he doesn't start doing something about it, I'm going to find me a man who can."
"I don't want to hear about it," Dot said. "Let's change the subject."
"Okay. How are you doing here with Mr. Rich-bitch?"
"Don't talk about him like that, Mary. He's a crippled man. He treats me well, and I don't have any complaints at all."
"I shouldn't think you would. Christ, if I could live in a place like this, I wouldn't complain either."
"Well, there's work involved, too. I don't just sit on my duff. Taking care of an invalid is hard work."
"I imagine," Mary retorted sarcastically. "How about some help? Pete and I could move in here and give you a hand. There's plenty of room for all of us."
"No! I don't think Mr. Perry would stand for it in the first place, and in the second, I can handle it by myself."
"Just asked. Well, I've got to be going. Ah, could you spare twenty until Pete gets another job? We're really flat."
"Sure. Just a minute." Dot went to her room, got the money, then came back. Mary was standing by the hallway door, ready to leave.
"Here," Dot said. "Don't worry about getting it back to me until you can afford it."
"Thanks, Dot. I'll keep in touch."
After Mary had left, Dot readied the things for Hal's bath, thinking about her brother and his wife. Dot knew that Mary had played around quite a bit on Pete. But she couldn't really blame her. Even though Pete was her brother, she knew he was spineless and weak, and thought of nothing except how to get some money without doing anything for it.
But there was nothing she could do about it, so she shrugged her shoulders and took the things into the patient's room. Hal was still watching TV, and managed a small grin as she came in.
Dot laved him as usual, dried him off, then sat on the bed to massage his tool.
"I wish you weren't laid up, Hal. We could have so much fun together. Not just like this, but all the way."
The man blinked three times.
"If only I weren't so afraid I'd hurt you, I'd do more. But it just might make you worse if we tried."
Hal's eyes began blinking rapidly, and small sounds came from his throat.
"What, Hal? What are you trying to say?"
He stopped for a moment, blinked three times distinctly, then began fluttering his eyelids.
"You mean...? You mean you want me to?"
Three blinks.
"But wouldn't it hurt you if I got on top of you, Hal?"
Two blinks.
"Oh, dear! Oh, my God! Do you think I should?"
Hal shut his eyes three times, and the sound came again from his throat.
"Oh, Mr. Perry! Hal!" She looked quickly at her watch. It was eight-thirty, and Les wasn't coming home until ten. She had time to try it!
"I will, dear!" she cried. "I'll try!"
She pulled up her dress and slipped off her pantyhose. As she slid them off her feet, Hal made sounds again, as though he was impatient.
Very slowly and gently she mounted him, holding her skirt up to her waist. His big hard prick was throbbing wildly as she grasped it to guide it into her itching snatch. Easing down with light pressure, she let his hard fat prong slide up her greased tube until it was buried, and she could feel his pelvic hair mingling with hers.
"God!" she cried. "Oh, how wonderful that feels!"
Hal croaked and blinked.
"Are you sure it doesn't hurt?"
He shut his eyes three times.
Dot relaxed her leg muscles and settled down on his prong, letting it go way up in her belly until the head was pushing against her womb.
"Oh, Jesus!" she wailed. "Oh, Hal! I haven't been fucked for so long! Ohhhhh! Ummmmmm!"
She leaned forward on her hands to keep as much weight off the man as possible, then she began swirling her ass as she slid up and down on his rod, ramming it all the way in, then letting it slide almost all the way out.
"Hal! Oh, my dear! Ohhhhhh! Lord, that feels good! I can't believe I'm fucking you at last! Ohhhhhh!"
Reaming her pussy with his stiff tool was heaven. She felt his balls touch her ass when she hit bottom, and the sensation almost drove her wild.
"Hal! Oh, dear! I can't hold it much longer! Are you about ready?"
Hal croaked, then blinked again.
"Now, my dearest! Oh, NOW! JESUS! UNGH! UNGH! OHHHH!"
His hot liquid spurted against her uterus, and her body was suddenly wracked with tremendous shudders as the orgasm burst inside her. Lights danced in front of her eyes as the magnificent feeling flooded her being.
When their breathing had returned to normal, Dot very carefully slipped off his cum-streaked tool and got down from the bed. Her face was aglow as she smiled broadly at the supine man who had just given her so much pleasure.
"Oh, Hal, my darling. It was just wonderful! I can't tell you how much I enjoyed that!"
Hal attempted a smile, his eyes sparkling.
"I know you enjoyed it too, dear. Now that we know we can, we won't have to play around like we did before, will we?"
Two blinks.
"Now I'll get us both cleaned up, and we can get a good nights sleep for a change. All right?" Hal closed his eyes and rested.
CHAPTER THREE
For the first time in many months, Dot woke up refreshed and ready for the day. As it was Saturday, her work load was a bit more demanding, since Les would be home, but she was ready for anything that came up. Her sexual encounter with Hal had been more than satisfying, and she was content.
When the morning rituals were finished, Les read to his Dad from the latest magazines as he did each Saturday. While he was with the patient, Dot went shopping for the next weeks supplies. In her travels through the supermarket and other stores, she continued to think about the previous night and how gratifying it had been.
If he weren't crippled, I know he'd ask me to marry him, she thought over and over. Even though she had never actually communicated with the man, she knew it would be sheer heaven. Even with all his problems and losing his wife, he still managed to retain a sense of humor and vitality.
When she arrived home, she began putting things away in the kitchen, then Les came in.
"Need some help?" he asked.
"No thanks. I'm almost through. Is your father all right?"
"Sure. He's taking a nap now." The boy sat down at the kitchen table. "Dot? While he's asleep, could we do it again? The same way we did yesterday?"
"I don't think so, Lester." Dot didn't need that sort of foolishness now. She could fuck Hal that evening, and satisfy all of her desires.
"Tomorrow, then?" Les pleaded. "I'd eat your pussy again, if you wanted me to!"
It was tempting to let the boy lick her cunt, and she felt it twitch as she remembered how his tongue had felt, but she couldn't allow herself to become too involved with the boy.
"I'm sorry, Les," she said sympathetically. "Really, you should try to make out with girls your own age. I'm old enough to be your mother, you know."
"But I don't care!" he whined. "You're terrific! Please? I'll lick you all afternoon, if you want.
Please?"
"No! Now stop pestering me about it. Why don't you go over to Tommy's? That sister of his is a little doll. If you played your cards right, you might be able to get it into her."
"Aw, shit!" Les muttered, then got up and went out, slamming the door.
Dot finished putting the groceries away, then went to lay down for a nap in the now quiet house.
"Hi, Trish," Les said to the pretty, auburn -haired girl sitting on the porch step. "How's it goin'?"
"Oh, all right, I guess. You still mad at me?" Her hazel eyes were full of feeling.
"Naw." Les sat down beside her. "I just got pissed for a minute, that's all. Still in your period?"
"Yeah. Damn it! It's really finky. I don't know why I couldn't have started on Monday. Then I could have stayed home from school."
"Doesn't last long, does it?"
She shook her head. "Only a couple of days. But I bleed for a week. It's no fun."
"Your folks home?"
"Uh huh. All day. They went out last night, and Daddy's got a hangover. If you want to see Tommy, I'd better go in and get him. Daddy's liable to bite your head off."
"Want to go out to the garage and jack me off? I really need it." He glanced at her quickly, then stared at the front lawn.
"I really don't feel like it, darling. I'd just start to bleed like hell again, and I want to stop. Could you wait till tomorrow?"
"Jeez, I can't wait! I guess I'll just have to go home and beat my meat. My balls ache."
"I'm sorry, honey. Really I am. I want you to ... to fuck me so bad! Honest! As soon as I'm through with this goddamn period, we'll do it. Okay?"
"Yeah," Les muttered. "I guess so. Go get Tommy, will you? Maybe we could go do somethin' and get my mind off it."
"Okay." The slim, well-built girl jumped up and ran into the house. In a few minutes, Tommy came out, a tall, muscular lad with reddish-brown hair and eyes like his sister's.
"Whaddaya say, Dude?" The boy grinned. "What's up?"
"Not a fuckin' thing," Les smiled. "Let's go stir somethin' up." He got up and the pair headed off down the street.
"If I don't get this prick of mine worked over pretty soon, the sonofabitch is gonna explode!" Les said.
"It's a fuckin' shame Trish has got the rag on," Tommy offered. "How about Linda! She's always good for a fast fuck."
"Yyyuuuccckkk," Les snorted. "I wouldn't dip my rod in that again for nothin'! She's slimy!"
Tommy shrugged. "So? She's a fuck. When you're hard up, you can't be too particular."
They continued down the street in silence for a while, then suddenly Les stopped and grabbed Tommy's arm.
"Hey, I just got a bitchin' idea! Let's go to my place."
They started up again, faster this time, and on the way Les confided to his pal what had happened with the nurse at his house. When they arrived, Les went to check on Dot, who was asleep on her bed, then he and Tommy went upstairs.
When he had closed the door to his room, Les turned to his buddy with a wicked grin on his face. "This is how we're goin' to do it. First, we'll take all our clothes off." He out-lined his scheme to Tommy, then they both undressed and went down to Dot's room in the nude.
Les eased the door shut silently, then walked over to the bed and shook the sleeping woman gently.
"Huh?" Dot asked sleepily. "What's the...? Les!"
She sat up and stared first at Les then at Tommy. Both the young children had hard-ons, their shafts sticking up at an angle, stiff and ready.
"What the hell is this?" Dot commanded. "What do you think you're doing?"
"We want you to play with us, that's all," Les smiled. "We want you to suck us off. And we'll both eat you, too. Two for the price of one."
"Get the hell out of here, you little bastard," she ordered. "And take that other fink with you! I'm not about to play around with two little kids."
Les turned to wink at his friend, then looked back at Dot.
"If you don't, I'll tell Doctor Davis all about what's been going on here. He won't just throw you out. He'll probably have you arrested. Now, are you goin' to do it or not?"
Dot stared into the boy's eyes and realized he meant every word of his threat. If she refused, he'd probably go right to the phone and call Davis. And that would be the end of everything for her.
Near-panic sent shivers through her body. There was no way out. Now that she was involved, she "had to go all the way and do as they wanted.
"All right," she sighed. "Just a minute."
She got up, went to check on her patient and found him still sound asleep. She locked the front and back doors, then returned to her room where the boys stood waiting, their peckers throbbing in anticipation.
As she undressed slowly, she viewed the boys' bodies. Now that she had resigned herself to what she had to do, it didn't seem so bad. Their cocks looked delicious; covered with soft, downy pubic hair and yet almost as big as most men's. Her uterus was contracting even before she sat down on the bed, her large tits swaying. "Who's first?" she asked.
"Me!" Les said, moving to her until his shiny dick was almost touching her lips. "Suck it the way you did yesterday. That was cool!"
Wordlessly, Dot began fondling his balls, squeezing them lightly. Then she placed two fingers at the base of his shaft and guided it between her lips, using them to force his foreskin back.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus!" Les cried out. "Ohhhhh! Ummmmm!"
It tasted so good to the nurse she forgot all about anything else as she drove her mouth up and down on his firm young tool, sucking and drawing with her mouth, using her tongue to flick over the smooth head. The boy hunched his ass, thrusting his prong even deeper into her mouth, trying to follow the bobbing head as Dot sucked the juices from his nuts.
"Aaaarrrrgggghhhhh!" Les moaned. "Ummmfff! Ummmffff!"
"Ummmmmmmm!" Dot was beyond caring about anything! The delicious prick in her mouth was wonderful, and she worked harder to draw the young boy's cream from the end of it.
Tommy watched in fascination as his friend creamed into the woman's mouth and she swallowed it, greedily. His hand was on his prick, and it was all he could do not to jack off with the sight before him.
As soon as Les was through cumming, and Dot was licking the last drops from the head of his innocent young prick, Tommy stepped forward.
"Out of the way, Dude! It's my turn now! Holy Jesus!"
"Not so fast!" Dot said. "You guys were going to eat me, remember? One of you lick my cunny, then I'll take care of Tommy's cock."
The boys stared at each other silently for a moment, each wanting the other to do the licking job on the woman first. As they waited, Dot laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide apart, exposing the gleaming, wet folds.
"Tell you what," she said. "Les, you get down and eat me, and Tommy, you get on top of me. I'll blow you while Les is reaming my pussy. Okay?"
The boys nodded at each other, then got into position. Les slid up between Dot's legs and laid down, his mouth directly over her hot, steamy gash.
Tommy mounted the woman, then bent over so that his proud boy dong was ready to slip into her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled, then grasped his hard shaft and pulled it down to her waiting lips.
Les glanced up between the nurse's tits and saw Tommy's cock disappear into her mouth. His own pecker jerked, then he leaned down to insert his tongue on Dot's cunny, licking her clit and lapping the moist gash.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Tommy moaned, as Dot worked-his prick over with her tongue. "Unnnngggghhhhh!"
"Ummmmmmm!" Dot was thrilled at having her pussy eaten while sucking on such a fine young prong. "Uuuummmmmmm!"
Using his out-stretched tongue, Lester was rimming her hole, lapping and sucking up the creamy fluid that was dripping out. With his face buried in Dot's bush, the sweet aroma in his nostrils, and watching her blow Tommy so hungrily, his joint throbbed with the urge to blow off again. He rose to his knees, his mouth still covered with the lips of her cunny, and began jacking off.
Oh, Lord! Dot thought. How wonderful! I could go on like this forever! Blow off, Tommy! Please! Blow off!
"Unnnngggghhhhh!" Tommy groaned. "Oh, wow! Ungh! Ungh!"
Dot was writhing and twisting her ass as Les drove his tongue in and out of her fluttering hole, his nose buried in the fragrant folds of her cunt. She was going wild with the delight of it all. Transferring her pleasure to Tommy, she sucked and pulled harder, trying her best to get him to shoot off.
"OH, NOW!" Tommy screamed. "UNGH! WHHUUUFFFF! UGH! UGH!"
The instant Tommy's fresh young cum cream burst into her mouth, Dot had her orgasm, hunching and squirming onto Les's mouth. Les hit his peak at the same moment, pumping the juices from his cock onto the bed. In a cacophony of screams, moans and groans, they all spent themselves in climax, then the boys fell on the bed, their systems exhausted.
Dot lay breathing heavily, every fiber in her being relaxed and content, and it was several minutes before she realized where she was and what she had been doing.
"Hey!" She sat up with a start. "You kids go get dressed! Right now! If anybody found us like this, we'd all be in one helluva lot of trouble. Go on, now!"
The two young lads rose quickly and scurried from the room. Dot got up and went to take a hot shower before dressing again.
"Didn't I tell you?" Les was saying as they raced up the stairs to his room. "Didn't I tell you she was cool?"
"Dude, you were sure right," Tommy agreed. "That broad really knows how to suck a guy off! Goddamn!"
After dressing quickly, the boys left the house in search of another type of teenage pleasure. Eating!
Les returned for dinner, helped Dot with the dishes, then said he was going to a movie with his friends. As it was Saturday, the nurse imposed a curfew of midnight. The drive-ins didn't start until after dark, and he couldn't possibly get home any sooner without missing some of the show.
Dot gave Hal his nightly bath, put the things away, then returned to his room to sit on the bed next to him.
"Doctor Davis was asking about your nightly emissions, Hal," she said. "I was so stupid. I told him you weren't having any. But then I told him I'd keep an eye on you. He wants to know if you do have any wet dreams. If he should ask you, tell him you have, will you?"
The man blinked three times.
"You know," Dot said, "the doctor said there's a chance you might walk again. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Hal fluttered his eyelids. .
"Would you...? Would you ever consider getting married again if you were able to walk?"
'Yes'.
"I ... oh, never mind." She stood up quickly.
"Do you want me again tonight?" Hal blinked.
"All right. I'll be right back." She left the room, then returned in a few minutes wearing a filmy negligee. She closed the door, then stripped it off. The man on the bed stared at her with undisguised passion in his eyes. His attention was drawn most particularly to her fine, large tits, the nipples firm and pink.
She followed his gaze, and smiled. "Would you like to suck on my tits for a while?" Three blinks.
"Okay." She mounted the man, inching up until her tits were directly over his face. Then she slowly lowered one nipple to his partially open mouth.
He tried to suck on it, but all he could manage was a very slight nibble. It seemed to please him, though, so Dot left it there. After a few minutes she withdrew the one, and replaced it with the other.
Her twat was so hot it was dripping droplets of warm juice onto his belly. She looked back through the gap between her knockers and saw that his enormous rod was quivering, the tip peeking through the opening in his foreskin.
"Are you ready to fuck?" she whispered: A small groan escaped his throat.
"All right." She moved down the man's body, still astraddle, then reached back to take his trembling tool in her hand and guide it into her glistening slit. When the big broad head was inserted, she squatted down, driving the long fat shaft deep into her belly.
"Oh, Hal!" she cried. "Ummmmmmm! What a nice big prick you have! Oh, darling! Unnngggghhhhhhh!"
Agonizing pleasure was written in his eyes as she pumped his prick, easing her ass down until it hit his thighs, then raising up the length of it.
"Hal! Ohhhhh, Hal! Your wife must have loved having you fuck her! Ohhhhhh! Ummfffff! Ummmmfffff!"
His prick banged against her womb as she drove down on it, swirling her ass to make it touch all the sensitive tissues inside. Her tits bobbled and swayed as she pumped, and the cords on Hal's neck stood out as he tried to reach them and suck them.
"Unnnggghhhhh! Oh, honey! Ummmffff! Oh, God! Unngghh! I can't wait any more! Aaarrrggghhhhhh!"
Hot liquid spewed into her cunt, slamming against her uterus with force, pumping out in spurts as his prick drained. Dot tried to control herself and not get too violent in her orgasm, still afraid she might hurt him. Yet she writhed and twisted on his shaft as much as she dared as her cunt exploded.
Dot remained in her hunkered down position for a while, gasping for air and allowing her quivering body to come to a rest. As she slid off Hal's tool and got down from the bed, she noticed that his eyes were closed and his breathing was steady.
She picked up her negligee, peeked into the hall to make sure Les wasn't home, then went to take a shower and get ready for bed. Once again her pussy felt satisfied, and she knew it would stay that way as long as she could remain with Hal.
As Dot was brushing her hair before going to bed, the front doorbell rang. Thinking Les may have come home early and forgotten his key, she went to answer it. She flicked on the porch light and opened the door. There stood her brother, Pete, and his wife, Mary.
"What...? Is there anything wrong, Pete?"
"Yeah, plenty. Can we come in for a minute?"
"Sure." She stepped aside so they could enter, then led them into the living room.
"What is it, Pete? I hope it's nothing serious."
"It's pretty bad, Sis." They all sat down. "We were just kicked out of our apartment. The old bastard called the sheriff, and they tossed us out on the street."
"Oh, Pete! That's a shame." Dot looked at her brother with sympathy. His cherubic face was twisted with worry. Under other circumstances, he was a good-looking, happy-go-lucky guy; tall and muscular with wavy chestnut hair. It always surprised her that he wasn't any good in bed. And Mary wasn't the first to complain. "What are you going to do?" Dot asked. "I can give you a little money, but not much. I'm still paying off my lawyer, and my insurance is due."
"Well, anything would help," Mary said. "We don't have any money at all. We just had enough gas in the car to get here. I was hoping ... that is, we ... "
"What? I'll do anything I can. You know that."
Pete coughed, then spoke up. "We were wondering if we could stay here for a while. Just till we get going again. There's plenty of room. We could even help out, to earn our keep."
"Oh, I don't think I could do that." Dot shook her head. "I don't think Mr. Perry would allow it. He's a nice man and all, but ... "
"Please," Mary interrupted. "At least ask him, would you? We're desperate."
Dot thought for a moment, then said, "I'll tell you what. I'll give you enough for a motel tonight. Mr. Perry is asleep, and I don't want to wake him. But I'll ask him first thing in the morning. You can call me around noon, and I'll tell you what he says. Okay?"
"Fine!" Pete said. "We sure appreciate this, Sis. Really. We're in a pretty bad way."
"Don't worry about it. Wait a minute, and I'll go get the money." She left the room, returning with two twenties which she handed to her brother.
"There. Now go get a room, and call me tomorrow. If he says no, we'll think of something else."
"Thanks, Dot." Pete kissed his sister on the cheek. "We'll call right at noon. 'Night."
"'Night."
When they had gone, Dot went to her room, turned back the covers, and dropped into bed. After turning off the light, she lay there in the darkness thinking how lucky she was. With all the fortunes on her side, it wouldn't hurt her to try and help her brother.
Then it suddenly dawned on her that they could put a crimp in her life. Not so much with Hal, because he couldn't say anything. But the boys! If they so much as dropped a hint about what went on, she could be in real trouble.
She knew Pete wouldn't say anything, but Mary had a big mouth, and even if she didn't intend to, she could drop a word in the wrong place and ruin everything.
Deciding not to worry about it until the morning, she turned over and went to sleep, dreaming of Hal being able to walk, and taking her to bed forcibly.
Les let himself in a little after midnight. He went straight to his room, undressed, then climbed into bed. His thoughts kept going back to the afternoon in Dot's bedroom, and his rangy young shaft began to get hard. He massaged it lightly for a few minutes, then leaped out of bed and dashed downstairs.
Heading directly for the bathroom, he opened the dirty clothes hamper and rummaged around until he found a pair of Dot's panties. Closing the lid quietly, he hurried back to his room and threw himself on the bed.
Very carefully, he wrapped his stiff cock in the silk material, enjoying the coolness of the fabric against his hot dong, then he closed his eyes and began jacking off.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next morning, after having given Hal his shave, Dot approached him about her family coming to live. She explained that they were broke, and had no place else to turn. To her surprise, he readily agreed, blinking his eyes in assent.
"Thank you so much, Hal," she said, patting him on the arm. "It really means a lot to me. Pete is all I have, now. I know you won't be sorry."
Les read most of the Sunday paper to his father, then helped Dot straighten out the house. As they were working in the kitchen, she decided it was a good time to tell him about Pete and his wife.
"You mean they're going to stay here all the time?" he asked, astonished.
"No, Les. They won't be here very long. Just until Pete finds a new job. I know you'll like them. They're really very nice people."
"Well, shit!" the boy muttered. "That means we won't be able to do anything while they're here." He slumped down at the kitchen table, obviously upset.
"Don't be that way, Les! We'll try to work something out. They'll be staying upstairs, anyway. There's always my room, you know."
"Well, I'm not going to like it," the boy said sullenly, "but I don't guess there's anything I can do about it." He got up and went to the door. "I'm going over to Tommy's. I'll be home for dinner."
Pete called exactly at noon. "Hi! I hope you've got good news for me!"
"I sure do Pete! Come on over. Mr. Perry said it would be all right."
"Great! See you in about an hour."
They arrived with their bags and baggage in less than an hour. Pete carried everything to the extra bedroom upstairs while Mary helped Dot with lunch. As soon as they were through eating, Pete excused himself, saying he wanted to go see an old friend about a job.
Mary went into the front room to read while Dot fed Hal, then after the patient was comfortably watching the football game, Dot joined her sister-in-law.
"It was sure nice of your boss to let us stay here," Mary said. "We were really out on a limb."
"He's really very wonderful," Dot said. "Even after everything that's happened to him, he's still pleasant to everyone."
"I suppose you know I've about had it with your kid brother," Mary confided. "I'm just about ready to get a divorce."
"Oh, Mary! Don't! He'd be lost without you."
"Damn it, Dot, he's ... well, he's worthless. Like I said, he's not even worth a damn in bed. Jesus! You'd think a thirty-year-old man would at least know how to screw."
Dot was embarrassed by the outburst, but didn't know how to get out of it. "Have you tried to help him?" she asked.
"Hell, yes! But he ... he only wants to do it one way. The same thing every time. God! On and off! That's no fun."
"How about a doctor? Or a marriage counselor?"
"No good. He refuses to discuss it with anyone else. I've tried everything, believe me." Mary lit a cigarette angrily, then looked piercingly at Dot. "What about your sex life? Are you doing anything about it?"
"Really, Mary! I don't think it's something I want to talk about."
"Why not? It's a normal function. Can old what's-his-name in there get a stiff up?"
"Mary! Please!"
"You don't have to be a prude with me, doll. Every woman wants a little nookie. It's no crime.
You're not going without, are you, for chrissake?"
"I ... I don't think it's any of your business." Dot rose and quickly crossed the room to the hallway. "I'm going to go read for a while, make yourself at home."
The nurse purposely avoided Mary the remainder of the day. She did fix dinner, and during the meal Pete said he thought he might have a job. He was going down the next morning to talk to the supervisor.
After the guests had gone to their room, Les asked to go to Tommy's again, and Dot prepared to give Hal his bath. She shut the door securely, stripped the covers off, and began washing him.
"Hal, I don't think we should have any sex while they're still here. I'm sure they wouldn't barge in, but we don't want to take any chances, do we?"
The man blinked 'no'.
"Pete says he may have a job, so it could be they will be leaving soon. Then we can have our fun again. All right?"
'Yes'.
"I knew you'd understand." She finished drying the prone figure, then carried the things to the bathroom. Returning, she turned on the night light and closed the door softly. It hurt to leave him like that. She certainly wanted it as much as he did. But she didn't want to jeopardize her position any more than she already had with the boys.
With the house peaceful and quiet, Dot decided to wash her hair while she took her shower. She went to her room, changed into a robe, then went to the bath. She turned the shower on hot then stepped in, letting the water flow through her hair as she shampooed it.
As she was rinsing the suds out, she thought she heard a sound in the bathroom, listened with her eyes closed against the soap, then assumed she was hearing things. But when she reached behind her to get the washcloth to dry her eyes, her hand brushed against an unmistakable hard-on.
"Who...? Who is it?" she said, trying to stifle a scream.
"Me! Les! Hand me the soap, and I'll wash your back."
Quickly, Dot wiped the rag across her eyes, then looked at the young naked boy standing in front of her.
"Lester! We can't do this! Somebody might hear!"
"Naw. They're both asleep. I checked before I came down. C'mon. Hand me the soap. Then you can wash me."
She glanced down at his stiff prong, and felt her reluctance disappear. His boyish rod was fully stiff, throbbing under the spray of water, and desire welled up inside her womb.
"All right. But hurry. I don't want to get caught."
Swiftly and efficiently, the lad soaped her body, lingering over her tits and her crotch, rubbing deep into the crack that separated her cheeks. When he bent down to wash her legs, he kissed her pussy, letting his lips rove over the dark triangle of hair.
"Ohhhhhh, Les!" she moaned. "Ummmmmmm! Ohhhhh, honey!"
When he was through, she rinsed off and took the soap from his hand. Carefully and with deliberation, she washed his body, her hands treating his cock and balls lovingly. Then she lathered his hard prick and pumped on it slowly, letting the creamy soap act as a lubricant on his jerking cock.
"Don't shoot off now," Dot urged. "Wait for a while. I want you to come to bed with me."
"Okay," the boy whispered. "But don't jack me off any more, or I'll cream all over the place."
They both rinsed off, then stepped out to dry off. The boy stared with fascination at Dot's big tits. The first thing he wanted to do when they were in bed was to suck on the hard, pink nipples.
Dot led the way into her room, closed the door firmly, then stepped to the bed to turn the covers down. She crawled up on the bed, turned on her back, then spread her legs wide, her gash gleaming in the light from the bedside lamp.
"Will you eat me, Les? Like you did before? Then I'll suck you off, and we can fuck. Okay?"
"Yeah, but...? But first, could I suck your tits? I've never seen a pair of tits like yours."
"Of course, dear. Come here." She motioned for the boy to lay beside her, then she carefully inserted a nipple in his open mouth. As he sucked it greedily, she ran her hand down his belly and fondled his pulsating shaft, running her fingertips lightly over the delicious rod.
"Ummmmmmm!" Les moaned, his mouth full of soft titty.
"That's the boy," Dot crooned. "Suck on it. All boys like to suck on tits. Did you know that? Oh, not so hard. Gently, honey. Gently."
The nurse let the boy pull on her nipple for a while, then eased her tit from his mouth. "That's enough sucking for a bit, honey. It makes my cunt all hot. Slide down and eat my cunny, will you? Please?"
The lad was reluctant, but did as she asked. He moved down until his nose was over her box, then he bent forward and buried his face in the wet folds of her creamy snatch. Dot lifted her legs to drape them over his shoulder, then rested her hands on his head as he licked and lapped at her gash.
"Ohhhh! Les! Ummmmm! That feels so good! Oh, God! Eat me, my sweet! Uuuuunnnnggggghhhhh! Oh, right there! On my clit! Ummmmmmm!"
Writhing in ecstasy, she twisted and turned her ass, pushing the folds of her hot twat into his face, rubbing it on his nose and chin. Her eyes were closed as the magnificent sensations of pleasure filled her belly.
The boy was hunching his ass into the sheets, trying to shove his pecker into something as the desire to blow off filled his prick. His dreamy gaze drifted up to her chest, where her large knockers were rolling back and forth as she twisted and turned under him.
"Ummmmmmm!" he moaned. "Ummmmmmm!"
"I CANT STAND IT ANY MORE," she almost screamed. "GET ON TOP OF ME! FUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEE! OH, JESUS!"
Les scrambled up between her legs and drove his hard boyish poker deep into her belly. Her cunt was hot and wet, and as he punched the woman harder, he could feel her womb banging against the head of his cock.
The woman wrapped her arms and legs around the frail boy, pulling him tightly against her. She was lost in the thrill of it all. It didn't matter who was cramming his dick into her, it felt wonderful!
"Now! Now! OHHHHHHH, DO IT! FUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEE! UNGGHH! I CAN'T STAND IT! UMMMMFFFFFF! AARRGGGGHHHHH!"
"Unnngggggghhhhh!" the boy cried out. "Ohhhhhh! Ugh! Ugh! I'm ... goiiinnng...! Ungh! Ungh! Ohhhhhh, God!"
He sank on top of her, his chest pressing her tits flat as he sought to catch his breath while his jerking young cock filled her with young cum. Dot was gasping and wheezing under him, small tremors still shaking her body. When it was all over, she turned on her side, forcing the boy to drop onto the bed.
"I ... I think you'd better go to your room, now," Dot said in a whisper. "It was r.. it was very nice."
"I liked it, too," the lad uttered. "I feel beat."
"That's the way you should feel, after a good fuck," she said. "Exhausted. Go on now. I'll see you in the morning."
"Okay." He got up and went to the door. " 'Night."
"'Night, Les."
Dot closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep with the light still on.
Immediately after breakfast, Pete took off for the plant where he hoped to find a job. Les went to school, and Mary helped Dot with the house. Then, while Mary was taking her shower and getting ready, Dot shaved Hal.
Feeling sorry for the man when his prick became hard as she adjusted the covers, she checked to make sure Mary was still busy, then jacked the crippled figure off.
"I know you miss the other, dear, but there really isn't much we can do about it. I'm sure they'll be leaving soon, then we can go back to my getting on top of you. All right?"
Hal blinked and made small sounds in his throat.
"When Pete comes back, I'll bring them both in to meet you. I hope you'll like them. Now, lets get you wiped off and ready for the day."
She covered him up, turned on the TV, then went out, leaving the door open. As she was coming out of the bathroom, after depositing the shaving gear, she saw Mary standing at Hal's door, staring in at him. The blonde looked at Dot and winked.
"You never did answer me about his getting a stiff up."
"Mary! He can hear you!" Dot closed the door quickly, then glared at the woman. "For Christ's sake, don't you have any sense at all?"
"I'm sorry," Mary muttered. "I didn't know he could hear. Can I meet him and thank him?"
"Not now. Wait till Pete comes back, and I'll introduce you both. Let's go sit down for a while."
They adjourned to the living room. Mary lit a cigarette as she stared at her sister-in-law thoughtfully.
"Dot, now don't get mad, but are you doing anything for that poor guy? Sexually, I mean? It must be terrible to have to lay there in bed all the time. Doesn't he ever want anything?"
Dot didn't have to answer, but for some reason she felt she had to defend the care she was giving Hal. All the way!
"Yes. If you must know, I do masturbate him once in a while. Only because it makes him feel better. And that's what I'm here for. To make him as comfortable as I can."
"Jesus!" the blonde snorted. "You jack him off? Isn't that hard on you?"
"Yes, it is. But I don't mind. I manage."
"Damn. I can't imagine jacking a guy's tool off and not getting hot! I'd be crawling up the walls." Mary paused for a moment, then said, "How about letting me massage his shaft next time? I'd have to have Pete screw me afterward, but I think it'd be fun to pump his rod."
"Certainly not!" Dot retorted. "His ... it's not some sort of toy, you know."
"The hell it isn't! All guys do with them is pee through them or fuck with 'em. What else are they good for?"
"I'd better not catch you trying, Mary. I mean it. Stay away from him. If you want to play with someone, do it to Pete. He'd probably like it."
"I doubt it. How about some cards till Pete gets back?"
When her brother still hadn't returned by lunch time, Dot fixed a meal for herself, Hal and Mary, then informed her sister-in-law that she was going to lay down until Les came home from school. Mary tried reading magazines for a while, but curiosity about the helpless man lying in his room became too much for her. She listened at Dot's door for a few minutes, assuring herself that she was asleep, then she stepped softly down the hall to Hal's bedroom.
He was staring out the window at the trees in the front yard when she walked in, and he gave her a quizzical look.
"I'm Mary, Dot's sister-in-law," she said gaily. "You must be Mr. Perry. I want to thank you for letting us stay here for a while."
The man blinked, but Mary didn't know what the motions meant.
"Are you comfortable? Here. Let me fix those pillows and smooth out the covers for you. Dot's laying down for a while."
Raising his head tenderly, she fluffed the pillows then laid him down again. She straightened out the covers, then allowed her hand to rest lightly on top of them, directly over his cock, acting as though she wasn't aware of what she was doing.
"My, you're a handsome man, Mr. Perry," she smiled. "It must be terrible for you to be laid up like this. Is there anything I can do for you?"
The paralytic blinked three times, and managed a weak grin.
"You seem to be having some trouble here," she said, indicating the rising mound under her hand. "Do you have to go to the bathroom or something?"
Without waiting for an indication from the man, she pulled the covers down, gasping when she saw the size of his throbbing dong, still getting hard in spurts as the blood flowed into it and the muscle tightened.
"Mr. Perry!" She gingerly wrapped her fingers around his tool, feeling the shaft harden under her touch. "Oh, Mr. Perry, do you want me to take care of that for you?"
He blinked his eyes rapidly, and a guttural sound came from his throat.
"I'm sure you do, you poor dear," Mary said softly, her gaze still on his prick. "I'll take care of it. But I have to do something to myself, too."
As she gripped his rod with one hand, she pulled up the hem of her skirt and slid her finger under her panties, rubbing her clit lightly.
"There! Now, we'll help you with that big wonderful thing."
She skinned the foreskin back from the glistening purple head, then slid it back up slowly. Her eyes were glazed as she pumped his shaft, caressing her cunt at the same time. Her full tits heaved as she spread her legs even farther apart to get at her hot slit.
"Ohhhhhh, Mr. Perry! Wow! What a nice solid tool you have! Oh, I could play with it all day! Ummmmmmm!"
She bent over and kissed the tip of his shaft, running her tongue around the rim and his sensitive area, her long blonde hair falling in soft curls around her face as she opened her lips to let his prong enter. Hal gasped several times as Mary slipped her mouth down his rod, then began sucking.
"Ummmmmmm!" she moaned, then removed her lips from his pulsating prick. "Your cock tastes so good, Mr. Perry! Don't you like to have me suck on it?"
Hal groaned slightly, and his legs quivered.
"Of course you do. Here, I'll do it again." She leaned over and put the prong as far in her mouth as it would go. As it touched the back of her throat, she could feel his fluid racing up his shaft.
"Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmm!" The hot sticky liquid burst against her tonsils, flowing in ropey gushes down her throat.
At the first taste of his sex juice she exploded in an orgasm, her legs jerking and her body shaking as she felt her pussy dilate around her finger. Then they were both through.
Mary carefully licked his rod off, then wiped his dong and her fingers with tissues from the nightstand. She smiled openly at the man as she dropped the wet papers into the wastebasket.
"We'll do that again, won't we, Mr. Perry? It's my way of thanking you for letting us stay here. We won't tell Dot about it, will we? She might get upset if she thought I was messing with her patient."
She pulled the covers up and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll see you later. 'Bye."
Mary felt relieved when she went back into the living room. At least she knew what Mr. Perry was made of. She was sure Dot was doing more to him than jacking him off, and she wanted to try it too. But it was a ticklish situation, and she would have to proceed very cautiously.
She didn't want to get thrown out before Pete got a job, at least. But Pete wasn't satisfying her, and she needed something to fill her craving for a prick. And if Dot wasn't going to take advantage of the situation, she saw no reason why she shouldn't.
When Les came home, Mary found herself appraising him, too. He was big enough and old enough to have a cock large enough to satisfy her. She had never had a little boy before, at least not since she was in school, and the thought of trying a fresh young innocent cock fascinated her.
"How did school go?" she asked.
"Oh, okay, Mrs. Allen. Is the nurse here?"
"Yes, she's asleep."
"Oh. I wanted to ask her if I could go to the show tonight. Patton's on at the drive-in."
"I'd like to see that, too," Mary said. "We'll ask Dot when she gets up."
Pete came home with the news that he had gotten the job. He started the next morning. After introducing the pair to Hal, Dot fixed a very tasty meal in celebration. Afterward, Les asked about the show. Mary offered to take the boy when neither Dot nor Pete wanted to go. Dot insisted on paying for it, and sent them on their way.
While Dot found something to watch on TV, Pete mixed them both highballs. When they were seated and comfortable, he raised his glass in a toast.
"Here's to the new job!"
Dot sipped, then said wryly, "How about keeping this one for a while? You're not getting any younger, you know. You're going to have to settle down sometime."
"Yeah, I know. I just haven't found what I want. Maybe this is it. Who knows?"
"Well, I know one thing for sure," Dot said, lighting a butt. "You'd better start trying to please your wife a little more."
"Huh? In what way?"
"I hate to say this, but Mary isn't happy about her sex life with you. My God, Pete, didn't you learn anything over the years?"
"Jesus Christ!" he snorted. "Is she bitching to you about that, now? Goddamn her ass!"
"She has to talk to somebody, Pete. Better me than someone else, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I suppose, but ... well, damn it, Sis! I never really learned how! I mean, I know how, but ... well, it just doesn't satisfy her for some reason."
"Well, she's talking about getting a divorce. So if you want to keep her, you'd better learn."
Pete stared into his glass for quite a while, swirling the cubes. Then he looked up at his sister.
"Would you show me how, Dot?"
Her jaw dropped, and she couldn't think of a reply for a moment.
"I ... Surely you don't mean that, Pete! Why, that's ... that's incest! We couldn't do that!"
"Yes, we could," he begged. "Why not? We don't have to love each other like man and wife or anything. You could show me how to satisfy her. Would you?"
"I...! My God, Pete! It's out of the question. I wouldn't feel right! My own brother? Jesus!"
"Please, Dot? If I don't do something soon, she's going to leave me. You said so yourself. And I can't feel comfortable with anybody else. Please?"
"Well ... I guess I could explain it to you. But we can't really do anything. You understand that, don't you? It just wouldn't be right."
"Okay. I understand. Let's go to your room, and you can show me what to do. I really need some help, Sis. Bad!"
They picked up their drinks and carried them into Dot's large bedroom.
CHAPTER FIVE
Pete closed the door and smiled shyly at his sister.
"You know, this reminds me of the time when we were kids and you caught me jacking off. I was scared to death you'd tell Dad on me."
Dot laughed. "I couldn't very well have tattled on you after you saw me using that pencil in my pussy, could I?"
"I'd forgotten all about that," Pete admitted, chuckling. "We sure wanted to start early, didn't we?"
She sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned Pete to a chair nearby. Taking a sip of her drink, she studied her young brother carefully before speaking.
"Pete, you'll have to tell me all about your sex life with Mary before I can help you. And you'll have to be honest."
"There isn't much to tell, Sis. I screwed her before we got married, and-she seemed to like it. But in the last eight years, she keeps wanting more. I don't understand it."
Dot set her glass on the night stand and lit a cigarette.
"Just how do you make love to her? Is it the same all the time?"
The brother lit up, too. "Yeah, just about. We go to bed, I kiss her for a while and play with her snatch, then I get on top of her and screw her. It's like that most of the time."
"Are you sure it isn't like that all the time?" Dot asked.
Pete was getting uncomfortable, and it showed in his facial expressions. "Oh, I suppose so. But that's the way I learned to do it."
"Do you ever...? Do you ever eat her pussy? Women enjoy that, you know."
"Jesus, no! Never! People don't really do things like that. It's only in the books that the guys ... that they go down on the women."
"Oh, Pete! It isn't either! Couples do it all the time. It's normal and natural. Hasn't Mary ever sucked you? I mean really sucked you?"
"Huh uh. I never asked her to. I didn't think she'd ever want to, to be honest."
"Ye Gods," Dot muttered. She finished her drink, snubbed the cigarette out, then folded her hands in her lap. "Have you ever fucked her from behind, Pete?" she inquired. "Having her bend over and sticking it in that way?"
"Nope. The only way we've done it is with her on her back. She's never even gotten on top."
"Pete, Pete," she said and sighed. "We're going to have to start from scratch. I didn't realize you were so ... so ignorant about sex. And I'm surprised at Mary. She should have helped you more than she evidently did."
"Well, what can we do? Can you show me how? We've got the time tonight, with Mary and Les gone. Would you?"
Dot thought hard. Somebody had to do it, or he would never be happy with any woman, let alone Mary. And she was a nurse, wasn't she? And his sister? If anyone was going to help him, it would have to be her. She'd just have to look at it as though it was professional help.
"All right," she said. "I'll do it. Take off your clothes."
Pete stood up quickly and began disrobing. He kicked off his shoes as he took his shirt off, then he pulled his socks off and unbuckled his belt.
"Sis, you don't really mind, do you? It means a lot to me, you know."
His eyes were on her body as she undressed. She had her white uniform off, and was unhooking the full bra in back. As it came apart and she let it fall to the floor, he sucked in his breath as her large, round tits came into view. They were much bigger and firmer than Mary's, even though Mary was younger.
"No, Pete. I don't mind. It's my duty, I guess." She glanced over at him as she was sliding her thumbs into the side of her pantyhose.
"Why, honey! You've got a hard-on!"
He had taken his pants off, and was slipping his shorts down his legs. His large tool was stiff; a hairy shaft that stood straight out from his pelvis, jerking with desire.
"Yeah," he admitted, pulling his shorts off and tossing them on the chair. "I haven't seen you naked since we were kids, remember? You've really got a beautiful body."
"So do you, honey," she said, sitting on the bed to pull her pantyhose off. "I didn't realize you had such a big prick. It wasn't that big when I saw it last."
Pete stared at his sister's lush frame, and his tongue darted in and out between his lips. Her legs were spread slightly, and he could see her gash gleaming wetly under the bush of dark hair that covered it. His cock throbbed as he walked to the bed near her.
"I suppose it's grown a little, Sis. What do you want me to do?"
The nurse thought for a moment, then said, "I'll tell you what. I think it would be best if we ate each other first. I don't want you blowing off right away when I show you how to fuck. We'll do it together."
She laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide. Using both hands, she separated the lips of her cunt until the gaping hole was in view.
"Now, you climb on top of me with your mouth over my pussy. I'll suck you off while you eat me. All right?"
"Okay, but like I told you, I've never done it before. It may not be the best job."
"That's all right, honey," Dot assured him. "I'll tell you what to do. Get on top of me now."
Pete did as he was told, mounting his sister and placing his shiny, quivering dick over her face. Then he knelt down and kissed her hairy bush. He stuck his tongue out, inserted it between the folds of her wet gash, then ran it up and down over her clit.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Dot moaned. "That's it, honey! Ummmmm! I like that! Right there! Uh huh! Ohhhhhhh! Ungggghhhhh!"
She grasped his tool quickly, skinned the head back, and slipped it between her lips. Staring upward, she could see his sack of balls and his brown anus, directly over her eyes. She pushed her lips upward on his dong, sucking and pulling with her mouth.
"Ummmmmmm!" Pete moaned into her cunt. "Ummmmmmm!"
The only time he had been blown was by a whore, and it was nothing like this! God, he thought. If only Mary had done this to me! Dot's mouth feels so good on my prick! Ohhhhhh, damn! What I've missed!
Dot lunged her head up to Pete's prong as his mouth and tongue did wonderful things to her slit. Then she reached around his ass and drove a finger deep into his anus, probing and pushing it in until it was buried.
"Ummmmmmm! UMMMMMM! UMMMMM!" Pete was going wild, wriggling and twisting as he hunched his shaft into his sister's mouth.
Then he exploded. The hot fluid raced down his tool and into Dot's waiting mouth, filling it with spurts of warm cream. She swallowed mightily, drinking his liquid thirstily, then she too felt her body wracked with spasms as her orgasm hit its peak. The room was filled with animal-like moans and groans, as the couple writhed and twisted on the bed, their fluids pumping out into each others mouths. Then they were quiet.
Pete slipped his prick from his sister's mouth, got down from the bed and stood there, panting for breath. Dot remained motionless, only her belly quivering and her legs twitching. She opened her eyes dreamily to stare at her brother.
"God, Pete! We should have done that a long time ago!"
"I know. I'm sorry we didn't. I guess we just didn't know how good we could be with each other."
"Let's rest for a minute," Dot murmured. "Then we'll do the other things you need to know about."
At the drive-in, Les was thoroughly entranced with the show. He had finished one box of popcorn, and was starting on his second. His eyes were fixed on the screen as his hand moved endlessly toward his mouth.
Mary wasn't that enthused. She could smell the sweet aroma of the boy's young body, and the almost incessant urge was tugging at her loins.
"Mind if I slide over a bit?" she asked. "The steering wheel is in my way."
The boy shook his head without taking his eyes from the film, and Mary moved over. She placed her hand lightly on the boy's thigh, and looked straight ahead. When he made no move to pull away, she slowly inched her fingers up his leg until the back of her hand was resting against his prick.
Les shuddered slightly when her hand touched the bulge in his pants. Goddamn! he thought. I wonder if she means that? Boy, if she'd play with it, it'd be cool!
He dropped his empty popcorn box out of the window, then put his left arm across the back of the seat. Mary slid closer, and he could feel the pressure of her hand become harder.
"Look at those people around us," Mary whispered. "They're not even watching the show!"
She cuddled closer to the boy, then reached over and took his free hand, placing it on her titty. She squeezed her tit with his hand, then closed her eyes, hoping the lad would take the hint and go on from there.
The boy caressed her boob for a while, trying to keep his gaze on the screen, but it was difficult. Feeling braver with the strange woman, he removed his hand from her tit and unzipped his pants, taking his hard tool out.
Mary didn't say a word. She slid over on the seat, laid on his lap, and took his stiff cock in her mouth, sucking on it gently.
Jesus Christ! Les thought. I'm sitting here watching a movie and getting sucked off at the same time! Wow! Tommy will never believe this! Not in a million years!
He glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then he began hunching his inquisitive young prick up to Mary's mouth. She accepted it greedily, sucking and pulling on his feverish rod until he blew off. After sucking him dry and licking his prong, she sat up and grinned at him.
"That's only the beginning, Les. As soon as we get a chance at the house, I'll show you even more. Would you like that?"
"God, yes, Mrs. ... ah, Mary! I sure would! Any time you say."
"Wonderful! Now how about getting me some popcorn, too?"
"Ready to start again?" Dot asked her brother. They were both sitting on the bed, and had just finished a cigarette.
"Yeah! Anything you say. What do we do now?"
"Lay on your back. I'll screw you that way first. This is something you'll have to show Mary how to do, though. In this position the woman does all the work, but the prick goes in a lot farther. Okay?"
"Sure!"
Pete slid up on the bed, his prick still hard. Dot moved over to straddle him, her cunt just above his stiff cock. She reached down between her legs, grasped his tool, then began rubbing the hot tip up and down her gash. Using the head of his cock, she massaged her pussy, spreading her juices all around the slit from her tube. Then she eased it in, inserting it only a little way.
"Are you ready, honey?" she asked.
"Jesus, yes!" he gasped.
"Okay, here it comes!"
She let her cunt slip down his tool until her ass was against his thighs, and the head of his dong was pressing against her uterus. Then she eased up slowly and drove it down again, using her ass to swivel her cunt on his rod.
"Unnnngggghhhhhh!" Pete moaned. "Oh, baby! Ungh! Oh! You really know how to work it! Unnngghh! More! More!"
"This is the way I like best," Dot murmured. "I like to be on top. Then I can wriggle my ass and make your prick ream my cunt out good!"
When Pete grabbed her tits and began kneading them, she bent forward and guided a nipple into his open mouth. His lips enveloped the end of her titty, and he began sucking. She could feel her womb contract with the demanding mouth pulling on her tit, and it felt wonderful.
"That's it, my sweet baby," she cooed. "Suck it, while I fuck you. Ummmmm! Ohhhhhh, honey! Ummmmm! Oh, not so hard! Easy! That's it! Ohhhhhhhh!"
She was writhing and twisting her cunt wildly now, jamming her pussy hard on his tool. I needed this, she thought. Oh, God, how I needed this! It doesn't make any difference that he's my brother! He needs to fuck, and so do I! Oh, Lord!
"Ummmmmmm!" Pete was groaning, his mouth filled with her tit. "Ummmmmmm!"
He was hunching his ass up to meet her demanding thrusts, shoving and cramming his rod deep inside her. This was fucking he had ever experienced! It was all new! He pulled her tit against his face and sucked harder, trying to draw milk from the delicious boob.
Suddenly, he yanked his mouth away and let out a shout. "Unnnnggghhhh! Oh, Dot! Whhhhuuuuuffff! Unggghhhhh! Aarrggghhh! Oh, sweet baby! Unnnnffff! Ungh! Ungh!"
"ME TOO!" Dot cried out. "NOW! UNNFFFF! OHHHHH! UMMMM! AARRRRGGGGHHHHH! OH, HONEY! I LOVE TO FUCK YOU! UNNNFFFF!"
Dot dropped to her brother's chest, exhausted. Her cunt was dripping onto his shaft, and she could feel the juices running over his leg, onto hers, then onto the bed. Squeezing her twat tightly, she pushed her legs down then rolled off him. For a long time they lay there staring at the ceiling, each content with the satisfying screw they had just had.
"Are we going to do any more tonight?" Pete asked.
"Once more. There's one more position you should learn. We should do it tonight, 'cause we might not have another chance like this. Are you too tired?"
"No. I'm not tired. But we're going to have to rest for a bit before we start. I'm drained!"
Dot laughed. "Okay, honey. Why don't you go fix us a pair of highballs, and I'll light up the butts."
"You're on!" Pete got up and headed for the kitchen on wobbly legs.
"Les, what time do you usually get home from school?" Mary asked as another battle scene exploded on the screen.
"About three, usually. But next week we start track, so I won't be getting home till about four-thirty. Why?"
"Well, I thought we could have some fun tomorrow. That is if I can get rid of Dot for a while. I'm pretty sure I can."
"Jeez," Les smiled. "That'd be great!"
"I think so, too. How about doing something for me now? I need some lovin'."
"Sure. What do you want me to do?"
Mary lifted her hips from the car seat, pulled up her skirt, and yanked off her panties. Then she spread her legs wide, took the boy's hand, and placed it on her box.
"I want you to finger-fuck me for a while. Until I blow off. I'll jack you off at the same time. Okay?"
"God, yes!"
He ran his fingers through the soft hair around her cunt, probing gently with his fingers to find her wet gash. When he did, he separated the hair and rubbed his fingers down her slit, over her clit to her hole.
"Ohhhhhh, that's the way Les! Ummmm! You know how, don't you? That's nice. I always like a man who knows how. Ohhhhh! Rub it a little harder, will you? Ummmmm! Oh, that feels good."
She ran her hand inside his open pants to caress his balls for a moment, then she began rubbing her hand lightly up and down on his shaft.
"Ohhhh, Mary," he moaned softly. "Ohhhhhhh! Don't do it too fast. I want it to last."
"So do I, dear. So do I."
She skinned his pecker back, then ran her fingers lightly around the head of his dick, teasing his slit and the sensitive area underneath.
"Unnnnnggggghhhhhhh!" he whimpered. "Jesus! Ohhhh! Wow, Mary! Ummmmfffffff!"
His finger was driving into her hole, his hand pumping faster as she spread her legs wider. The only sound in the car was their heavy breathing and flesh slapping against flesh.
"Two fingers, baby!" she whispered. "Two fingers! Ahhhhh! That's the boy! Ummmmmmmm! Pretty soon, now! Ohhhhhhh, pretty soon!"
"Me too! Jack me harder! Pump me! Unnggghhhhh! Oh, mamma! Unnnfffffff! Oh, unnngggghhhhh! Whuuuuuufffff!"
"Now, Les! NOW! OHHHHHHH! UNNNGGGHHHHH! IN, BABY! IN! OHHHHHH! I'M GOING TO ... OHHHHHHHH!"
Mary felt his hot cream spilling out the end of his prick, spurting out at first, then running in rivulets over her hand and down under his pants. She pumped it until no more flowed out, then took her hand away and leaned back, his fingers still buried in her snatch.
"Didn't that feel good, Les! My! And just think. We can do so much more, tomorrow."
"Yeah! Mary, you're great! Really cool!"
"So are you, dear. Let's get cleaned up, shall we? I think you'd better go to the bathroom before we leave. We don't want anybody to get suspicious, do we?"
"Huh uh." Les got out of the car and headed for the snack bar.
"How do we do it now?" Pete asked, smiling at his sister gratefully.
"The way I told you about. From behind. We can either do it on the bed, or I can stand up and lean on the dresser. Both ways are really great."
"J'd like to try it with you leaning over, if you don't mind. That would really be different."
"Okay. C'mon."
Dot rose from the bed, walked to the dresser, then planted her feet firmly and leaned forward, putting her hands on top of the bureau. Pete was right behind her, and he could see her reflection in the mirror. Her tits were hanging down, and the gash between her outspread legs was pink and glistening.
He stared at the rounded cheeks of her ass for a moment, the dark crack separating them invitingly. Then he took his rod in his hand and stepped forward. Bending his knees slightly to line up his tool with her hole, he pressed forward, tenderly sliding it into her cunny.
"Oh, Pete! Ummmfff! Oh, I like that! Ummmmmm! Now just pump me! Do it slow this time. Unnnngggghhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Put your hands on my tits while you fuck me! Ummmmmmm!"
Pete leaned forward over her back, hunching his pecker in and out of her greasy pussy. Reaching around her, he took a tit in each hand and squeezed them.
"Oh, Dot! Sis! Unnngggghhhh! Christ, this is a good way to fuck! Ummmmm! Oh, baby! Unnnffffff!"
"Shove it all the way in, baby!" she cried out. "All the way!"
She watched her face in the mirror. Then Pete's, then his hands grasping at her tits tightly. His balls were swinging between her legs as he lunged at her cunt, slamming his tool in as far as it would go.
Dot shuddered in her orgasm, then glanced down to see white cream spilling out from her cunt onto the floor. He had done it again! Good old Pete! He could fuck! He just had to be shown how.
"Dot," Pete whispered. "I can't do any more. Honest! My balls are empty."
He extracted his shaft, then weaved to the bed to sink down with a heavy sigh. Dot raised up, wiped her pussy with tissues, then went to her brother.
"I know it's been a big evening for you, honey. But now you know how to please a woman. If you do exactly what I showed you, you won't have any more problems with Mary or any other woman."
"Thanks, Sis. I really appreciate it. But I'm going to go hit the sack now. I feel all drug out."
"Go ahead, dear. I'll see you in the morning. 'Night."
"'Night." Pete picked up his clothes and carried them out the door.
Dot went to pee, then returned to turn off the light and climb into bed. She was more satisfied than at any time in her life. And it had been her brother who made her feel that way! It was marvelous! Mary just didn't know how to handle him, she thought as she drifted off to deep sleep.
"Are you sure about tomorrow?" Les whispered as they stepped up on the porch. Even though there were no lights on in the house, he still didn't want to take a chance of being overheard.
"Of course I'm sure, honey," Mary smiled. "You just leave everything to me. And be home on time. Right at three."
"I will. I promise." Les stuck the key in the door, unlocked it and opened it wide.
CHAPTER SIX
The instant Dot opened her eyes the next morning, she realized with agony that she had completely forgotten about her employer the evening before after dinner. She hadn't given him his bath or anything. Bounding out of bed, she hurriedly dressed and rushed to his room.
The main light was still on, and the look he gave her as she entered gently chided her for ignoring him.
"Oh, Hal!" she said. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me. I was so involved with my brother last night that I completely forgot about you. I promise, it will never happen again."
She attached the device to his pecker so he could relieve himself, then when he was through, put the bedpan under him.
"Really, Hal. I can't explain why I did that. I've never forgotten about a patient. Never! I'll make it up to you today. I'll stay here with you all day. I'll read to you, too. Oh, I'm so sorry."
The man smiled weakly at her in forgiveness.
Dot removed the bedpan, emptied that and the urine in the bathroom, then returned. She fluffed his pillows, smoothed the covers, then turned on the morning news on TV for him.
"I'm going to fix breakfast, now. I'll bring yours as soon as it's ready."
Dot was busy at the stove when Mary sauntered in, the first to arrive for breakfast.
"Anything I can do?" the blonde asked.
"Yes. Would you fix the toast, please? And set the table?"
"Sure." Mary started with the toaster, then took the dishes from the cupboard. "Boy, did I have a surprise this morning."
"Oh?"
"Pete wanted it as soon as he woke up. That's the first time in years. And he seemed so different."
"That's nice," Dot smiled. "I'm glad things are working out for you. Pete had better hurry up, or he'll be late for work his first day."
"He's on his way. He was just finishing shaving when I came down." The toast popped up, and Mary began buttering it. "You know, it's really strange. Pete did things to me this morning he's never done before."
"Maybe he's excited about his new job," Dot murmured, not wanting to discuss Pete's new found abilities.
"Yeah, maybe. But it's sure funny."
Les and Pete came in, and Dot fed them. When the males had gone, she carried a tray in to Hal, and gave him his breakfast.
Returning to the kitchen, she asked Mary to clean up while she took care of her patient.
"I don't want to be disturbed while I'm with him," she told her sister-in-law. "I have to give him a bath and change his bedding this morning. You'll have to find something to do to occupy yourself until I'm through."
"Fine with me," Mary replied. "I've got some washing to do anyway. I won't bother you."
Dot bathed and shaved her employer carefully, then changed his bed. His cock was stiff the entire time she worked over him, and several times she bent over to kiss it lightly.
When she was through, she placed the things by the door and began undressing.
"I'm going to take care of you, this morning. Mary's busy, and the others have gone. I know you'd like it, and I need you so much."
Hal blinked three times.
"There we are," she announced, standing nude in front of him. "Now we'll take care of that big beautiful prick."
She crawled up between his legs, kissed and fondled his hard tool, then clambered up on top of him. She leaned over to put a nipple in his waiting mouth, and let him suck on it for a while. As he was pulling on her tit with his lips, she reached back and caressed his cock tenderly.
"Doesn't that feel good, dear?" she murmured. "Let me know when you want me to put it in."
The man made gurgling sounds in his throat,- and fluttered his eyelids.
"Now, dear? All right."
She skinned the head of his dick back with her hand, then rubbed the tip up and down between the folds of her slick gash. The end of his pecker was hot, and it felt good against her clit. When her slit was well moistened with her juice, she inserted the end of his prick in her hole.
"Ohhhhh, dear," she moaned. "Your cock feels so wonderful inside me. Ummmmmmm!"
Slowly, she relaxed her leg muscles and let her hot cunny slide down over his throbbing shaft until it was buried in her belly.
"Ummmmmmm! Oh, Hal! Unnnggghhhh! Your prick is so big! It fills my pussy up! Uuuunnnnggghhhhh!"
Dot began hunching the man, twisting and turning her ass as she went up and down on his rod, forcing his enlarged tool to massage every sensitive tissue in her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, God! Ummmmmm! Oh, Hal! I could fuck you forever! Ohhhhhhh!"
Hal made guttural sounds, and his closed eyelids were quivering.
"Unnngggghhhh! Hal! Ohhhh, honey! Ummmfffff!"
She was pumping frantically, swiveling her cunt violently as she hunkered the man's prong with abandon. It seemed as though she couldn't get enough of his tool as she pounded down, cramming it deep inside her.
"OH, NOW, HAL! UNNNGGGGHHHHH! OH, I CANT STAND IT! OHH! UNNNNFFFFF! OH, GOD! AARRRGGGGHHHHH!"
His juice spurted against her womb as tremors of orgasm shook her body. The climax left them both breathless, and they were motionless for quite a while. Then Dot climbed off, and got down from the bed.
"Was that all right, dear?" she asked. "Did that make up for forgetting you last night?" He blinked three times.
"Good. Now I'd better get busy with the other chores. I don't want Mary to get suspicious."
She dressed, cleaned Hal off, then carried the bathing tools to the bathroom. She plunged into the housecleaning happily, and by noon was through and had taken her shower. She made lunch, fed Hal, then she and Mary ate in the kitchen.
"I still can't understand it, Dot," Mary said.
"Understand what?"
"Pete. Christ, he was all over me this morning. He even ate me."
"You shouldn't be telling me about things like that, Mary!"
"Why not? You're his sister. And you're a woman. You know how a gal likes that. And he's never done it before."
"Well, strange things happen. I'm going to go read to Hal until Les gets home from school. There's a whole library of books in the other room. Why don't you see if you can find something you like?"
"Don't worry about me," Mary said. "I'll find something to do."
When Dot had disappeared into Hal's room, Mary went upstairs. She made their bed, tidied up the room, then began thinking about Les. On an impulse, she crossed the hall to his room and looked around. It was neat and orderly. It struck Mary that the boy must have been well trained to keep his room that clean.
She walked to his desk near the window, and opened the drawers. In three, there was the normal collection of boy things. But in the fourth was a surprise.
A stack of pictures of nude girls was neatly piled inside. Mary took them out, and glanced through them. There was no indication of where or when they had been taken, but they were all young girls with their cunt and titties in plain view.
"Why, the little shit!" she said aloud. "I'll be damned!"
She placed the photographs carefully back in the drawer and closed it. Then she looked at her watch. A little after one. He would be home in less than two hours. She had to dream up an excuse to get Dot out of the house for a while, so she could show this young boy what a real body looked like. She returned to her room to think. Just before three, Mary went downstairs and knocked softly on Hal's closed door.
"Dot? Could I see you for a moment, please?"
The nurse opened the door and stepped into the hallway.
"What is it Mary?"
"I need a favor. I've got these terrible cramps. I've got a prescription for them, but Pete has it in his billfold. I wonder if you'd mind going down where he's working to get it and have it filled for me. They really hurt, Dot."
"Well...? Yes, I guess I can. Les will be home soon. He can watch his dad, since you don't feel well. I'll go right now. I know the place where Pete's working. They won't mind my seeing him if it's an emergency."
"Gee, thanks, Dot. I appreciate it."
"You go on up to bed, Mary. I'll leave right away."
"Okay. You're a peach."
Dot picked up her purse and left immediately. She knew from experience how painful the cramps could be, and with her generous nature, she wanted to ease Mary's discomfort as soon as possible.
Mary had started up the stairs as Dot was leaving, but came back down to the living room as soon as she was gone. She wanted to catch Les as soon as he came in the door. And she didn't have to wait long.
He ambled in shortly after three, a grin on his face. "Hi."
"Hi." Mary got up. "Let's go up to your room right now. We haven't got much time."
They went up the stairs rapidly, entered the boy's room, and he closed the door. Before he had turned around, Mary was in the process of taking her clothes off. He didn't have his pants off before she was lying on his bed, nude, her legs spread apart invitingly.
"Hurry!" she urged. "I want as much of you as I can- get before Dot gets back."
Les stared at the beautiful body on the covers, and his cock did a little dance. Her creamy skin was unmarked. The well-shaped tits were large and round, the nipples larger than either Dot's or Tricia's.
She had fantastic legs that flowed up to her hairy crotch in a smooth line. All that, with her gorgeous blonde hair, made her look like a doll lying there. "Hurry!"
"I'm hurrying." He had a hard time getting his shorts off over his hard-on, but he finally made it. He rushed to the bed, laid down next to her, and took her in his arms, pressing his stiff prick against her soft body.
"I can't wait, Les!" she moaned. "Fuck me! You know how, don't you?"
"Uh huh! Are you ready?"
"Lord, yes! Climb on top and jam it in, honey! Quickly!"
Les rolled on top of her, between her outstretched legs, and hunched his dong at her snatch. When he couldn't find the hole, Mary groaned and reached down to slip it in.
"Fuck me, baby! Ohhhh, fuck me! Ummmmm! I need it! Oh! Stick it all the way in! Ummmmmffffff! Ohhhhhh, God!"
"Maaaarrrryyyyyy! Oh, Jeez! Your cunt's so tight! Unnfff!"
"Don't talk, baby! Just fuck me! Drive it in, honey! Ung! Faster! Oh, what a delicious young prick! Unnnggghhhhhhh!"
She wrapped her legs around the little boy, high on his waist, and twisted her ass under him, hunching up as he slammed his boyish prong to her. Pulling his bare chest against her tits, she clawed at his back, moaning in his ear as he punched her faster and harder.
Their bodies were a tangle of arms and legs as they hunched on the bed, getting the final surges of pleasure from their hot orgasms. Then they stopped. Les pulled his prick free and rolled off the woman, beads of perspiration on his upper lip from the exertion.
"God, Lester!" Mary moaned. "You're really a man, aren't you?"
"I ... I suppose so," he gasped.
"Well, you can certainly fuck! Damn! That was great!"
"When's Dot supposed to be home?"
"Pretty soon, I guess. We'd better get dressed. We can do it again, Les. I'll figure out something."
They slid off the bed and put on their clothes. Mary wanted more, but she was afraid to be caught. Especially with the young boy. Dot would blow her top if she ever found out. When she had her clothes on, she crossed to her room to comb her hair, then went downstairs where Les was sitting in the living room.
"Mary? I ... if you wanted to, you could sneak over to my room after your husband goes to sleep."
She smiled warmly at the boy. "Maybe I will. We'll see."
As she sank into a chair to rest her pleasure-filled body, Les rose and went to the kitchen for a snack. Fifteen minutes later, Dot came back, carrying a small white bag from the drug store.
"Here you are, Mary. I hope it works. Feel any better?"
"Some. Thanks, Dot. I think I'll go lay down until supper. Call me when it's ready, will you?"
"Sure."
Mary went to the stairs, and Dot strode toward the kitchen, debating on what to fix for dinner. Les was sitting at the table, wolfing down cookies and milk.
"Is your dad okay?" she asked.
"Yeah. I guess so." He drained his glass, then took it to the sink to rinse it out. "How long are Pete and Mary going to be here?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe a week. Pete will have to get a check before they can get another place. Why?"
"Just wondered. They're pretty nice."
"I knew you'd like them. How about checking on your dad while I try to put together a meal?"
They waited for Pete until almost seven, then Dot said they had to go ahead. It wouldn't keep warm any longer. Mary was a little peeved, and went to her room as soon as she was finished. Les helped Dot with the dishes when she was through feeding Hal, then said he was going to Tommy's house for a while.
After he had gone, Dot prepared Hal's nightly bath and took the things to his room. He appeared to be more tired than usual, and Dot decided not to do anything to him. When she was done, she left his TV on and went into the living room to rest and watch her favorite program.
Tommy had his car parked at the curb with the hood up when Les ambled up.
"What's the matter with it now?" Les asked.
"Aw, shit!" Tommy snorted. "I can't get the damned carbs tuned. I'll have to take it down to Smally's, and have him do it. Wanna ride along?"
"Naw. I want to see Trish. Is she home?"
"Yeah. Go on up. I'll see you later." With a great roar and squeal of tires, he was gone.
Les went to the door and rang the bell. Trish answered.
"Hi," he mumbled.
"Hi, yourself. Where have you been? I didn't see you after school."
"I had some things to do at home. Wanna go out in the back yard for a while?"
"Okay." She came out and followed him around the house to the chaise lounges near the pool. She sat down beside him and took his hand in hers. "Is there anything wrong, darling? You've been acting funny lately."
"No, there's nothing wrong."
"Are you mad at me because I wouldn't ... jack you off?"
"Nah. I forgot about it already. There's nothin' the matter. How's the period?"
"I'm through. It stopped this afternoon, for some reason. Do you...? Do you want to do anything? My dad's passed out in the front room, and my mom's watching TV."
Les slipped his arm around the girl, pulled her to him and kissed her, his free hand going to her tits. He slid his hot tongue between her dainty lips as he kneaded her tits gently.
"What do you want to do?" he asked.
"Whatever you want."
He dropped his hand to her knee, then ran it up her leg to the damp panties that covered her snatch. He rubbed her panties for a few minutes, then pulled the elastic away and pushed his fingers under them, feeling the soft hair around her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, Les!" she moaned quietly. "Ohhhhh! I dreamed about you doing that last night, and I got so hot I woke up."
"Hold my cock," he whispered. "Take it out and hold it."
She had a difficult time unzipping his pants over the hard rod, but finally made it, taking his stiff tool out and massaging it tenderly.
"Ohhhh, Les! You do want to fuck me, don't you? You need me, don't you?"
"Yeah! God, yeah!" He felt for her hole, then stuffed a finger deep into her snatch, feeling the warm softness of her tube tight against his finger. Her cunt was the tightest thing he'd ever stuck his rod into, and he wanted it badly.
"Shall we fuck?" he said softly.
"Uh huh! Where? In the garage?"
"No. Let's do it right here. Over on the grass. We've never done it that way before. Want to?"
"Uh huh." She waited until he had withdrawn his finger from her cunt and licked it clean, then stood up and walked to the grassy area near the pool. She pulled up her dress, slid her panties off, then laid down.
Les followed her, his throbbing shaft anxious to probe into her almost virgin pussy. He knelt down between her legs, his prick touching her furry snatch.
"Put it in!" he urged.
Trish took his tool lightly, then guided it to her waiting hole, already well lubricated by his finger. As soon as the tip was inserted, she pulled her hand away and wrapped her arms around the boy.
"Do it to me, honey," she said breathlessly. "Fuck me!"
He didn't need any encouragement. Her hot cunt enveloped his shaft so tightly it was all he could do to keep from blowing off as soon as he had it imbedded in her twat. He crammed it all the way in, then let it soak, not wanting to shoot off too fast.
"What's the matter, sweetheart?" Trish asked. "Why aren't you pumping it?"
Les began hunching her slowly, then picked up speed, his fiery tool sliding in and out of her tube rapidly.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she moaned. "Unnnggghhhh! Like that! Oh! Ummmfff! Faster! Oh, Les! Ohhhhh, my darling! Unnnggghhh!"
"Shhhhhhh! Not so loud! Your folks will hear you!"
"Fuck me!" she whispered fiercely. "Fuck me! Ohhhhhh!"
She's really learning fast, Les thought, just before his nuts exploded and he shot his creamy cum into her. Her little ass was hunching up to meet him with every thrust, and her twat muscles were squeezing tight.
Trish buried her face in his shoulder to keep from shouting out as she felt his hot sticky juice spurt into her. Then she writhed in pleasure as she had her orgasm, moaning into his shirt as the delightful sensation sent shudders through her body.
"Oh, Les! That was the best, ever! We're going to have to do it on the grass more often."
"Yeah," the boy grunted. "We'd better go over and sit down, now. Somebody might come out."
They untangled and stood up. Trish put her panties on while Les tucked his juice-slick and half hard rod away in his pants, then they sat down on the lounge again, smiling contentedly at each other.
Pete was driving back to the house a little drunkenly, whistling a happy tune and nodding his head to his own music. He had just had one of the most glorious experiences of his life, and he was feeling as carefree as possible.
After work, the first day on the job, he had joined a few of the guys for a drink at a nearby bar. He was feeling no pain by the time the others left, and a pretty young girl had come up to join him at the bar.
In less than an hours time, he was driving her to her own apartment. When she invited him in, he went willingly, and then things really began to happen.
Before he knew what was going on, they were in bed. She was beautiful, and knew all the right things to do. She sucked his dick first, then he ate her snatch as Dot had shown him. Then she got on top of him and damn near screwed his pecker off.
He fucked her twice. When he was through, she had told him he was the best screw she'd ever had, and the compliment went straight to his head. Feeling he had to show her what a man he really was, he had bent her over the sink in the kitchen, and rammed his tool into her snatch. She'd never had it standing up, and went wild as he jabbed it to her.
As he was going out the door, she had begged him to come back. Not for love, but for plain old, honest fucking. And he had said he would.
Now, he was on top of the world. After all those years, he had finally met a gal that wanted him to screw her whenever he felt like it. When he pulled into the driveway of the house, he was chuckling to himself.
"I don't give a fuck if Mary does go. I know where I can get a good piece any time I want it."
Still mumbling to himself, he staggered up the walk to the front porch, lurching from side to side as he mounted the steps. The door was locked, so he started banging on the door.
Dot answered it in her housecoat.
"Where in the hell have you been?" she demanded.
"On the town, baby. On the town. And thanks to you, Sis, I've had a ball!"
He veered toward the stairs, and began climbing them to his room.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Dot stood at the foot of the stairs until Pete had made it safely to the top, then she returned to her own room, wondering what he had meant. Before she reached her door, loud voices filtered down. Pete and Mary were having a wild argument.
She closed the door tightly and climbed back into bed, but the muffled shouts from upstairs kept her from sleep for quite a while. She was hoping that the fight didn't disturb Hal, then remembered Les was sleeping directly across the hall from the screaming couple. Fatigue finally pushed her off to sleep, and her last thought was to have a talk with them in the morning.
Les was the only one to show up for breakfast. He looked exceptionally tired, and Dot felt sorry for him. And she felt responsible, since they were her relations.
"Hard night, huh?" she asked gently.
"Yeah. Damn! They argued most of the night."
"I'm sorry, Les. I'll talk to them about it today. We can't have that sort of thing around here."
"Oh, everybody argues, I guess," Les said, not wanting Dot to make Mary leave. Not when he had so much going with her.
"That's sweet of you, honey, but we have to think of your father. I don't want him disturbed by things like that."
The front door slammed with a bang, and Dot assumed it was Pete leaving for work. Les went off to school right after that, and Dot left the things out in case Mary wanted breakfast as she went to feed Hal.
"That noise last night didn't bother you, did it?" she asked. Hal blinked twice.
"Oh, I'm so glad. It seems Pete went on a bender after work to celebrate his new job, and Mary was upset about it. I'll talk to them, and make sure it doesn't happen again while they're here."
When he was through with his meal, Dot helped him with his toilet, then cleared the room.
"I'll be back for your shave as soon as I have things in some kind of order. Here. I'll turn the news on for you."
Mary still hadn't come down, so Dot cleaned up the kitchen and the rest of the house, then went in to give Hal his shave. He seemed well rested, so when she was finished, she pulled back the covers and took his tool in her hand.
"Am I doing this too much, Hal? Is it more than you want? I wouldn't want to drain you of the energy you need to get well, you know."
Hal grunted, and blinked his eyes rapidly.
"Are you sure? All right, dear. But you let me know if it gets to be too much, will you?"
He blinked three times. Dot gently caressed his balls and cock, running her fingertips all over his sack and his prong. Then she skinned it back and bent over to run her tongue around the gleaming purple head. Hal made guttural sounds in his throat as she licked the tip of his dick lightly, then the sounds became more urgent as she slid her lips down his shaft, sucking and pulling on his dong.
She felt a surge of affection for the man as she sucked on his pecker. So helpless, yet so wonderful. She wanted to please him in any way she could, and this was the best way she knew how.
"Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmm!" she moaned as the hairy shaft slid in and out of her mouth, tickling her tongue as it probed deep into her grasping orifice. The smooth tip of his cock touched lightly against the back of her throat as she tried to engulf as much of his tool as she could.
"Ummmmmmm! Ummmmmmm!"
Hal's legs began to twitch and she waited, ready for the flow of cream to course up his shaft and spurt into her mouth. Then it came! Rushing, spurting--jetting against her tonsils; the warm, creamy fluid that tasted so good to her.
She swallowed several times, drinking his juice as though it were nectar. When he was through, she licked him off, then stood up.
"Did that feel good, dear?" she asked as she wiped him off with tissues. "I know it did. Tonight, I'll try and get rid of everybody, and then I'll get on top of you again. Won't that be fun?"
The man blinked three times, and attempted a smile.
"You watch your TV now, while I get some things done around here. I can't neglect my other duties, you know." She kissed him on the lips, more passionately than she intended, then picked up the shaving things and left the room.
When she was through in the bathroom, Dot entered the living room to find a sullen Mary sitting there, smoking a cigarette. She looked up as Dot came in, but didn't say anything. Her eyes were puffy, and it was obvious she was still angry.
"I want to talk to you about last night," Dot said. "I don't want any more of that around here. There's a sick man in the house, and I'm in charge of him. I don't want him, or his son, disturbed because of your petty spats."
"Well, I'll be goddamned!" Mary snorted. "What the hell would you have done if you had been in my shoes? What am I supposed to do? Let the sonofabitch come home drunk as a skunk whenever he wants to?"
"I don't care about your problems, Mary. I have my own, and one of them is in that bedroom. Now, if it happens again, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Is that clear?"
"Yeah! It's clear, all right. You're sticking up for that no good, fucking brother of yours. Well, that's okay with me. You can talk to him about it when he comes home." She got up and snubbed her butt out, angrily. "I'm going to go see a girlfriend of mine. I'll be home when Pete gets here. You tell him about what you intend to do!"
Mary stormed upstairs to get her purse, then came down and left, banging the door as she went out. Dot sighed in exasperation, then went about her regular duties. She wished now she had never asked them here. The entire situation was going to be more trouble than it was worth.
"Man, I think you're puttin' me on," Tommy remarked as he strolled with Les to Les's house. "Why the hell should a broad like that want to screw around with you? She's got a husband to dick her whenever she wants."
"I'm not shittin' you!" Les said. "I don't know why she does it. Maybe she's a nympho, or something. All I know is, she likes to fuck. And man, can she fuck!"
"She really sucked you off at the show, huh?"
"No shit! And when she came up to my room, Christ! She fucked like a mink! When we get there, we'll go on up to my room, and I'll see if I can get her up there. Dot'll be busy with dad, so she won't bother us."
"Goddamn!" Tommy shook his head. "I never knew these old broads liked to fuck young guys like us. If this dame is anything like Dot, it ought to be a blast!"
Dot was fixing lunch for herself and Hal when the boys came in, and she looked up from the stove, surprised.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. "It's only noon. Is school closed or something?"
"Yeah," Les replied. "Some teacher's conference. I forgot to tell you about it last night."
"Oh? Well, do you want some lunch? I can fix more. I wasn't expecting you."
"Nah, we're not hungry," Tommy said.
"Is Mary here?" Les asked.
"No. She went to see a friend of hers. She won't be back till tonight. Why?"
"I just wanted Tommy to meet her, is all," Les lied. He turned to Tommy. "Let's go up to my room. We can call around and see what's doin'."
The boys went upstairs, and Dot carried a tray into Hal's room. She took her lunch along, and they both ate while they watched the noon news on TV.
"Whaddaya think?" Les asked his buddy. "Think we ought to try Dot again?"
"I'm with you, Dude. I could sure use a good blow-job. I haven't had a piece of ass for a week. Doesn't she fuck? I'd rather screw her than have her suck me off."
"I suppose she does. Let's wait till she's through with my dad, then we'll go down and find out."
After they had finished their meal, Dot made her patient as comfortable as she could, then took the tray back to the kitchen. She washed the dishes, then went to her room to lay down and read for a while.
She had just made herself comfortable and had opened a book she had already started, when the boys sauntered in.
"Want some lunch, now?" Dot asked.
"Huh uh," Les grunted. "We thought maybe you'd like to do something."
"Like what?"
"Like let us fuck you." Les felt brave, with the threat he had hanging over her head, and it showed.
"That's enough of that, young man," Dot said hotly. "You kids go find something else to do. I'm busy."
"Want me to call Doctor Davis?" Les smirked.
"Goddamn you, you little bastard! Why don't you leave me alone?"
"Because we want a piece of ass! Are you going to, or do I go make a phone call?"
Dot closed her eyes and sighed heavily. Will it never end? she thought. I should never have started this whole mess. I've gotten myself in so deep now, there's no way out!
"All right. Go lock all the doors, and check on your dad."
"Right on!" Les took off running.
"Was this your idea?" Dot asked Tommy as she got off the bed and began unbuttoning her uniform.
"No, but I sure like it," he replied. He kicked off his shoes, then slipped out of his shirt.
Dot tossed her uniform over a chair, then unhooked her bra and let it fall off her arms. When her large, pointed tits came into view, Tommy's boyish prick jerked, and Dot noticed it.
"Like those?" she teased.
"Jeez, yeah!"
As she was pulling off her pantyhose, Les came into the room, his shirt already almost off. He hurriedly undressed, his eyes never leaving the nurse's beautiful body.
"Okay, who's going to be first?" Dot asked as she lay back on the bed. She rubbed her cunt enticingly as she watched the fascination on the faces of the boys.
"I'm first this time," Tommy said. His stiff boy's prick was jumping up and down as he strode to the bed and climbed up. He knelt between Dot's outstretched legs, then leaned down, putting his gleaming tool on top of her hairy bush.
Dot grinned up at him as she took his hard rod in her hand and began rubbing it between the folds of her twat. She greased the head of his dick with her juice, then eased the tip into her tube.
"Ready?"
"Uh huh." Tommy let his weight fall on her as he jammed his prick into her cunny. He felt her tissues separate as his little boy rod slipped easily into her big woman cunt, sliding in until the tip was touching her womb.
"Ohhhhhh, Tommy! Unnggghhhhh! What a nice prick you have for a kid. Unnnggghhhh! Fuck me, Tommy! Do it like you knew how! Ohhhhhhh!"
"Oh, goddamn! Oh, goddamn! Oh, goddamn!" Tommy hunched his ass, pumping his youthful shaft into the woman's cunt as if there was no tomorrow. He couldn't believe he was fucking a real woman! He had had plenty of girls, but this was something else.
Dot had her legs and arms around the small boy, pulling him to her as he pumped her cunt almost viciously. She knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for long, so she went along with him, trying to have her orgasm at the same time he shot off.
Les stood watching his friend jam his tool into the woman, and he couldn't help taking his cock in his hand and massaging it. He'd never seen people fuck before, and it was making him hotter than he'd ever been.
"NOW! OH, NOW, TOMMY! UNNNNNGGGGHHHHH! OH! OH!"
"Unnngghhh! Unnff! Unffff! Unnnnfffff!"
Tommy blew his ball juice just as Dot reached her climax. They writhed and twisted for a few seconds, then lay exhausted, the wild experience at an end. Tommy pulled his limp, cummy dick out of her and rolled off, laying on the bed next to Dot, his arm across his eyes, breathing heavily. He had never had a fuck like that, and it was almost too much for him.
"Now me!" Les cried, clambering up on the bed on top of Dot. "Goddamn! I can't wait!"
"Hold on, stud!" Dot commanded. "I want it a different way now. Just a minute."
She twisted over on her stomach, then got up on her knees. Separating her legs, she put her head on the pillow, resting on her crossed arms.
"Okay, now! Do it to me from behind, Les! Stick it in!"
Lester got to his knees, then inched forward until his rod was touching the lips of her cunt.
"You'll have to put it in for me," he gasped. "I can't do it."
Dot reached back between her legs and grasped his stiff cock. She greased the end of it with some of Tommy's cum, then slid it into her hole. Then she arched her ass up and her back down so he could jam it all the way in.
"Do it, baby!" she cooed. "Screw that cunny until I can't stand it any more!"
The boy grabbed her hips with both hands and shoved his prick into her mightily, hunching his ass with all he had.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Dot groaned. "Ummmmmmm! That's the way! Unnnffff! Oh, God! Shove it all the way in! Ummmmmmm!"
"Unnnnggghhhhhh! Oh, Dot! Unnnffff! You ... are ... the ... greatest ... fuck ... ever! Unnnffff! Unnnnffff!"
The boy spewed his cream into her cunny, then sank back on his haunches, pulling his cum-dribbling tool out as he moved backward. He was trembling all over, and his eyes were glazed.
Dot eased off the bed, then stood near it, looking with amusement at the two young boys who had just had their coals raked.
"Had enough?" she smiled.
"Uh huh," they both answered in unison.
"Okay, then. Get your clothes on and get out of here. I want to get some rest."
They all dressed slowly, then Dot followed the youngsters out to the living room as she wanted to get her cigarettes. The trio halted in the living room abruptly. Mary was sitting on the couch, quietly smoking a cigarette.
"Well, hello!" she smirked. "Having a good time, everybody?"
"Uh, hi, Mary," Les muttered. Then he grabbed Tommy's arm and hustled him to the front door. "See you later," he called back from the front hallway. Then the door slammed shut.
"You like the young ones too, huh?" Mary sneered at Dot. "Well, well! Little Miss Goody-goody! I would never have dreamt it!"
"Now, wait just a minute, Mary. We were ... "
"Oh, bullshit, Dot! I know goddamn well you weren't in there playing tiddly-winks. I heard you!
So come off that high and mighty crap. How long have you been fucking those little kids, anyway?"
Dot slumped into a chair, anguish and despair flooding her body. What was she going to do now? Everything was blowing up in her face.
"It's ... it's not what you think," she mumbled. "I ... I didn't want to. I had to!"
"Oh, baloney! Those kids almost have full-sized pricks, and I know it. Besides, they're young, and will do anything you tell them to do. Did you make them eat you too?"
"Mary!" Dot cried out, then tears began streaming down her cheeks. "Really! They made me do it! I didn't have any choice."
"Okay, okay. I believe you. But there's two things we're going to talk about. One, you're not going to throw us out! And two, I want a little of the action with the kids. I like to fuck too. Do we understand each other?"
"Mary, you can't! You can't mess around with little boys! What about Pete? What would he say?"
"Screw Pete! If he can go out fucking around, so can I. Tomorrow, I want some of that young stuff. You arrange it. I won't say anything to anybody as long as you play ball. Okay?"
Dot choked back the sobs that were wracking her body. "I don't have much choice, do I?"
"No, you don't." Mary got up. "I'm going upstairs and take a nap. Call me when dinner's ready." She flounced out of the room as though she owned the house.
"Was that her?" Tommy asked as they hurried away from the house.
"Yeah. She's good looking, isn't she?"
"Shit, yes! Goddamn, I'd sure like to get my rusty old dick in that! Wow! She looks like she'd screw it right off!"
"Well, we sure as shit aren't going to try it today," Les said. "I'm not going back there till late tonight. I don't want to get into any fights that start. Dot's going to have a lot of explaining to do, right now."
"Yeah!" Tommy agreed. "Well, you can stay for dinner at my place. My folks won't mind. Then you can go home late. After everybody's in bed."
"Okay, I'll call as soon as we get to your house. Wasn't screwing Dot cool? She really knows how to use that cunt of hers, doesn't she?"
"Cool, Dude! Real cool!"
"For Chrissake, don't ever tell Trish about any of this. I don't want her to get pissed off at me."
"No sweat, Dude. No sweat."
When Les called to ask if he could eat at Tommy's, Dot readily agreed. She was glad he wouldn't be there that evening, in case Mary got wild ideas. She set about preparing supper, the afternoon's activities still firmly on her mind.
She was trapped now, and there was nothing she could do to get out of it. Les knew what she had done with Hal. Mary knew about the boys, and she was sure it wouldn't be too long before Mary began to get suspicious about where Pete had learned all the new techniques about sex.
She had woven a giant web, but she was the prisoner!
She felt guilty and ashamed, and was almost tempted to run away from the house and its people and never come back. But that would only be cutting off her own nose. The job was the best she had ever had. It paid well, and the living conditions were the best she had ever had.
It would be foolish to leave such a wonderful position. But, if she were ever caught ...!
Pete came home contrite and ready to apologize to everybody. His eyes were still bloodshot from the drinking and the all-night fight, but he tried to act happy.
When they sat down to the supper table, Mary looked and sounded as though she was ready to forgive him, which made Pete feel better. And when Mary made no reference at all to Les or that afternoon, Dot was relieved.
Mary helped Dot with the dishes, then at Pete's urging they went upstairs early to recover some of the sleep they had lost the night before.
Dot readied the things for Hal's bath, and took them to his room. He had eaten as though he was starved, and now seemed very content and pleased.
It showed in his eyes.
"Hal, I do so wish you could at least talk. There are so many things I'd like to discuss with you. You know, I've been thinking about suggesting to Doctor Davis that we get a speech therapist. Maybe with a little help, you could learn to speak. Even a little bit would be better than nothing. What do you think?"
He blinked three times.
"Good! I'll call him in the morning, and see what he says. It would be so much better if we could converse. I'd like to hear what you have to say about a lot of things."
She rolled him over on his back again, and dried off his front. His cock was hard, and Dot knew he was waiting expectantly for her to mount him and fuck him.
After drying her hands, Dot placed the bathing paraphernalia near the door, then slipped out of her uniform. As she unhooked her bra, she kicked her shoes off. Then she took her pantyhose off and stood near the bed.
She picked up his limp hand and rubbed it on her hairy bush, letting him feel the hotness of her cunt. He attempted a smile as she used one of his fingers to separate the lips of her slit then rubbed it up and down on her wet clit.
"I know you'd do that yourself if you could, dear," she smiled. "You'd probably make me so hot I wouldn't be able to wait for you to fuck me.
Someday, maybe you'll be able to. I want you to know I'll do everything I can to make that possible."
With that, she laid his hand down carefully, then mounted the bed, straddling the prostrate figure. She leaned forward and put a nipple between his lips, allowing him to mouth it as best he could.
"Ohhhhh, Hal! I need you so much! Help me! Fuck me! Oh, dearest!"
She was sobbing as she reached down between her legs to insert his stiff shaft into her dilated cunt.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Pete was still a little cautious about approaching his wife when they went to their room, but when she smiled at him warmly as she undressed, he forgot his feelings of guilt. He stripped his clothes off quickly, and jumped into bed before she had her panties off.
"You've got a beautiful body," he grinned at her from under the covers.
"Well, thank you! That's the first time you've said that in years."
"I know. I should have said it more often. But I always felt that way, you know."
"No, I didn't. But it's still nice to hear." She tossed her panties on the floor, then climbed into bed with Pete, nude.
"C'mere, you wench," he grunted, grabbing her and pulling her close to him.
She snuggled against him happily, and was surprised to feel his stiff shaft pressing tightly against her. She took it in her hand and fondled it while he kissed her passionately, then he ran his hand up her legs and caressed her snatch.
"Want to fuck?" he mumbled in her hair.
"Uh huh. How would you like it?"
Pete rolled over suddenly, and got out of bed. "Get up, and lean over the dresser. I'd like to do it that way for a change. Are you game?"
She looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face, then slowly got up and went to the dresser. She was pleasantly surprised at his suggestion, and wondered absently why he hadn't done things like this before.
"Just lean over and spread your legs," he said. When she had done this, he stepped to her ass, cock in hand, and began rubbing it on her cunt, over her anus, and up the dark crack that separated her cheeks.
"Pete! Ohhhhhhh, wow! Your cock is so HOT!"
He grinned, then inserted the tip of his hard prick into her cunny, teasing the opening with the end of it.
"Don't do that, honey! Shove it in! All the way!"
Placing his hands on her hips, he bent his knees, then with a mighty thrust, crammed his tool deep into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh! Pete! Ummmmmm! God, it feels good this way! OHHHHHHH! MORE! MORE!"
"Unnngggghhh! Unnnnnggggghhhhh!" He jammed his rod farther in, until he could feel her ass cheeks against his pelvis. Her cunt had always been tight, and now it felt better than it ever had.
"Jesus, yes! Ohhhhh, Pete! Christ! Unnnnngggghhhh! Do it faster! Fuck me, honey! Ohhhhhh! Aarrrrrrrgggghhhhhh!"
Hunching his ass, he slammed his pecker into her pussy, delighting in the wonderful feel of her tissues enveloping his enlarged prick. Gripping the sides of her hips tightly, he drove it wildly into her cunt, grunting with the effort.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Oh God, baby! Ummmmmffff!"
"Are you going to come, honey? Do it! Oh, God, DO IT! OH! AAA AA AEEEEEEEE-GGGGGGGHHHHHHH! FUCK ME! OH, DARLIN', FUCK ME!"
His hot cream spurted into her twat as she reached the peak of her orgasm, shuddering at the delight of it. Pete jerked as he shot off, his entire frame quaking as the fluid sped out of the slit in the broad head of his dong into her cunny. Then he slumped over her back for a moment, letting the pleasant sensation surge through his body.
Mary was limp. Her legs sagged, and the only thing that was holding her upright was Pete's tool jammed in her snatch. When he eased it out, dripping white liquid on the rug, she almost went to her knees.
"Ohhhhh, Pete! I love doing it that way! Ohhhhhhhh!"
She stood up, turned around, and kissed him lovingly.
"Ready for bed, now?" he smirked as she pulled away.
"Uh huh! After that, I should really sleep tonight."
They crawled back into the sack, Mary snuggling close to her husband. Pete reached over and turned off the light, then put his arm around Mary tenderly.
"Where did you learn how to do that?" Mary whispered in the darkness.
"Promise you won't get mad if I tell you?"
"Why should I get mad? It was wonderful!" Pete hesitated for a moment, then admitted, "Dot showed me how."
Mary's body went stiff. "She showed you? How?"
"Well, she didn't exactly show me," he lied. "But she told me how to do it. I asked her to. I didn't want to lose you."
"Oh. I guess that's okay." Her tenseness eased. "Just as long as she didn't take you to bed. That would be terrible, fucking your own brother."
"Yeah, I guess it would." He smiled to himself, then with the pleasant sensation still filling his balls, he dropped off into a deep sleep.
At mid-morning the next day, Dot burst into Hal's room with a huge grin on her face.
"Guess what? Doctor Davis said it would be a good idea to get you a speech therapist! He's going to call one this afternoon, and have them come first thing next week. Isn't that the most wonderful news?"
The man attempted a smile, and happiness radiated from his eyes.
"I know you're even more happy about it than I am, dear. I think I'll make something special for lunch to celebrate. How about shrimp soup?"
He blinked three times.
"Wonderful! I'll go get it started. I can't tell you how thrilled I am." She bent over to plant a kiss on Hal's lips, then hurried to the kitchen.
After lunch, Dot napped for a while, then just before three, she got up, brushed her hair, and went into the living room. Mary was sitting there, dressed in hot pants and a tight sweater. Dot was sure she wasn't wearing a bra.
"It's about time for Les, isn't it?" Mary asked. "I hope you remember what I said about the boys. I want them this afternoon."
"I remember." Dot sat down. "I wish you wouldn't start this with them, Mary. It's a cruel thing to do to Pete."
"Oh, shit! How's he going to find out? You're not going to tell him, and I'm damned sure the kids won't. I don't know what you're bitching about. You've done it, and it hasn't hurt you."
"I told you!" Dot said through clenched teeth. "I didn't have any choice. They forced me to do it."
"So? Let them force me, too! I don't give a damn how they do it, as long as I get a little of that young boy cock."
Dot was going to continue arguing, but at the moment Les walked in from school.
"Hi!" he said. "What's up? How's Dad?"
"He's just fine," Dot replied. She looked at Mary and got a meaningful stare in return. "Ahhh, Les? Why don't you call Tommy and have him come over? Mary would like to meet him."
The boy looked at her thoughtfully, then nodded. "Okay."
After he had gone upstairs, Mary smiled evilly at the nurse.
"See? That wasn't so hard, was it? When Tommy gets here, we'll go up to our room. That way we won't disturb your precious patient."
Dot shook her head disgustedly, and lit a cigarette. The women waited in silence until there was a ring at the front door. Les bounded down the stairs to answer it, and ushered Tommy into the living room.
"Hi, Tommy," Dot said. "I'd like you to meet my sister-in-law, Mary Allen. Mary, Tommy."
"Hello, Tommy," Mary smiled. "My, you're a very nice looking young boy."
"Hi! Thanks."
There was a silence for a minute, then Mary said to Dot, "Well, tell them!"
Dot sighed, and looked at each of the boys. "Mary would like you two to ... to go to bed with her. But you don't have to if you don't want to. No one is forcing you."
The two lads looked at each other with surprised expressions, which turned to huge grins.
"Hell, we don't mind," Les said.
"Shit, no!" Tommy laughed. "When and where?"
"Right now," Mary answered. "Up in my room. Come on, everybody." She got up and led the way up the stairs.
Dot followed unhappily, sure that this would lead to nothing but disaster. She noticed the boys looking at Mary's wiggling ass as she mounted the steps. They want her so bad they're about ready to cream in their pants, she thought.
After they had all filed into Mary's room, she shut the door, turned and grinned.
"Okay, all of you! Let's get undressed!" She led the way by pulling her sweater off over her head, and Dot's suspicions had been correct. She didn't have a bra on.
The boys stared at her large tits, their eyes bulging out of their sockets. Then they began rapidly stripping off their clothes. Within seconds, they stood waiting, nude. Their boyish cocks were both hard, pulsating with anticipation as Mary slipped out of her hot pants. She wasn't wearing panties, either.
"C'mom, Dot! Don't you want to join the party?" Mary said.
The nurse had made no effort to take off her clothes, but when she saw the two pricks, young and stiff, in front of her, she knew she couldn't resist them. Quickly, she stripped off her uniform, bra and pantyhose as the others watched and waited.
"You've sure got a nice set of tits!" Mary said admiringly.
"Thank you. You've got a nice body, too!"
Les and Tommy looked from one of the women to the other fascinated by the two lush forms that they would soon have their pricks stuck into.-Without thinking, Tommy put his hand around his stiff prick and skinned it back, holding it tightly.
"Let's both get on the bed, Dot," Mary urged, stepping to it and climbing up. "The boys can decide which one they want to fuck."
Dot laid down next to her, and they both spread their legs wide, leering at the two inexperienced young lads who were still standing in the middle of the room with their mouths open.
"Well?" Mary said. "Let's get with it. Which one of you wants to fuck me?"
Tommy glanced quickly at Les, then said, "I do!"
He went around the bed, his eyes glued to Mary's creamy body, and climbed up between her legs. He laid down on top of her with his hard shaft resting on her hairy bush. Mary reached down and took his boy tool in her hand and began rubbing it on her clit.
"That's a nice prick, Tommy," she cooed. "I'll bet you really know how to use it, don't you?"
"I guess." He could feel her hard nipples against his bare chest, and a thrilling sensation flooded his young body. "I think you'd better stick it in. It's easier."
"Of course I will," she murmured.
While this was going on, Lester had come to the bed, gotten on top of Dot, and was hunching his ass in an effort to put his shaft into her hole.
"Here," Dot whispered. "Let me do it."
The women inserted the boys' pricks in their cunts almost simultaneously. Each lad gasped as the hot pussies enveloped their throbbing dongs. When Tommy had his shaft buried in her cunt, Mary turned her head on the pillow and smiled at Dot.
"Isn't this just great? Getting fucked together like this by two such wonderful young boys?"
"Yes, it is," Dot murmured as Les drove his staff deep into her belly. She wrapped her arms and legs around the slim boy, holding him to her tightly as he began hunching his prong into her, the tip slamming against her womb with each inward push.
"C'mon, Tommy!" Mary squealed. "Fuck me like you meant it!"
"Unnnnggghhhhh! Ohhhh, Jesus, God!" Tommy groaned. Mary's cunt was tighter than anything he had ever been in before, and she was squeezing it even tighter with her snapping twat muscles every time he crammed his dick into her.
Dot spread her legs wide, and let Les do all the work. He was hunching at her wildly, his body quivering as he pounded away at her pussy.
"Fuck me, Les!" she moaned. "Oh, honey! Do it to me!"
"Unnnnnngggggghhhhhh!" Mary gasped. "Tommy! Oh, Tommy! Oh, screw me faster! More! More! Ummmmmmmm! Aarrrrgggghhhhh!"
"Dot!" Les grunted into her ear. "I'm ... going ... to ... shooooooooot!"
"Whhhhhhuuuuuuuufffff!" Tommy gasped. "Unnnnnngggggghhhhh! Oh, Lord! Unnnnnnfffff! Aarrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh!"
Mary kissed Tommy fiercely as she felt his load spurt into her tube, the hot cream gushing against her womb, tickling her uterus. Then she blew off, too.
Les gave one final, monstrous lunge at Dot's cunt, then he shot his wad into her, the hot sticky fluid streaming out the end of his dick until he thought it would never stop.
Grunts and gasps, moans and groans filled the room as all four exploded in climax, their bodies thrashing on the bed so hard the floor shook. Then they lay quietly, gasping for their breath, quivering and twitching as the last shudders of orgasm passed through their bodies.
"Oh, Tommy!" Mary cooed. "You're fantastic! Where did you ever learn to fuck like that?"
The boy was pleased with her praise, and a wide grin split his face as he looked down into her eyes.
"Oh, just around."
"Well, you're really good! You can fuck me any time, you lovely young man." She kissed him passionately.
"Want me to get off?" Les gasped.
"Yes, honey. I think you'd better. We should rest a bit before we do anything more. That was very nice, honey. I hope you liked it as much as I did."
"God, yes!" He slipped his juicy tool out of her creamy twat, and slid off the bed as Tommy was getting off on the other side. The two boys grinned at each other, then stared at the women who were lying on the covers, content.
A pang of guilt at what they were doing touched Dot, and she jumped up. This was really terrible! But God, it was fun! She had never been fucked while another woman was getting the dick right next to her, and she found it exhilarating. But she needed something to soothe her conscience.
"C'mon, Mary. Let's go downstairs and get us a drink. The boys can have some pop or something." She reached for her under things.
"Hey!" Mary cried out. "Don't get dressed. Nobody's going to see us down there except the boys, and they've already seen everything we've got. Let's all go down naked."
Dot thought for a second, and decided she was right.
"Okay. Let's go." She dropped her things back on the floor and headed for the door.
They trooped down the stairs and out into the kitchen, the boys' balls swinging between their legs and their still stiff pricks bouncing as they walked. The woman's tits swayed, and their well-formed butts jiggled as they pranced into the room.
"What do you want to drink?" Dot asked Mary.
"Bourbon and water. Why don't you let the fellows have a drink, too? If they're old enough to fuck, they should be old enough to drink. Want one, guys?"
They both nodded.
Dot mixed four drinks, putting pop with the boys' bourbon to soften the strong taste. She handed them around, then they went into the living room to sit in chairs that would be softer on their naked asses.
"Here's to us!" Mary toasted, holding her glass high.
The others saluted, then drank. They sat and chatted while finishing their drinks, then Mary offered to mix another round. In a fit of orneriness, she made them as strong as she dared, and when they had drained their glasses, she did it again. Dot was getting high, but the boys were almost drunk.
After the fourth drink, they were all past the point of caring about anything. They teased each other about their bodies, fucking, sucking tits, and eating each other. But they didn't do anything.
When there was a knock at the door, Les got up with a silly grin on his face and went to answer it, not at all concerned that he was stark naked. It was Trish.
"Oh, hi!" Les smiled drunkenly. "C'mon in."
"Les! What are you doing? You don't have any clothes on!"
"I know, I know. What the hell difference does it make? You've seen me naked before."
"I know, but...!"
"Aw, c'mon in. Nobody's goin' to bite you."
The pretty young girl hesitated, wanting to run, yet wanting to go in at the same time. Les's prick was stiff, and there was a chance that he would want to fuck her. And she wanted to be fucked badly. So she shrugged her shoulders with indifference and stepped past the nude boy into the hallway.
Les shut the door, then said, "C'mon in the living room. I want you to meet somebody."
Trish followed him to the doorway to the living room, then stopped dead in her tracks. She saw Tommy, as naked as Les, the nurse without any clothes on, and some other woman who was sitting in a chair with her legs spread apart, her damp gash in plain sight. And they all appeared to be drunk!
"Well, come here and meet my sister-in-law. Trish, isn't it? Trish, Mary Allen. Mary, Trish."
"Hi, Trish," Mary shouted. "Come in and take your clothes off. I'll fix you a drink." She got up slowly, getting her balance, then staggered to the kitchen.
"Go on, Trish!" Tommy urged. "Take your clothes off! We're having a blast!"
"I don't think I want to, Tommy. I think we should go home. You shouldn't be doing things like this."
Lester stepped to the girl and looked down at her face.
"If you don't, I'll never talk to you again. There's not a thing wrong with bein' naked. Are you going to, or not?"
The girl choked back a sob. She didn't want to lose her wonderful boyfriend. But she didn't want to undress either. She wasn't ashamed of her body; in fact, she was very proud of it. But she had never been nude in front of strangers before.
"Well? Are you, or aren't you?" Les demanded.
Silently, Trish nodded her head and began unbuttoning her blouse. Mary came back with the drink, and joined the others as they watched Trish disrobe. Her firm young body was curvy, and her legs were perfectly shaped. Her conical tits were pointed, hard, and stuck out from her chest proudly.
She slid her panties down her legs, and they all saw her downy triangle of hair, covering what must have been a little used cunt. She tossed her panties on the floor and stood there, a little embarrassed, but pleased at the admiring looks she was getting from everybody, including the women.
"Beautiful!" Dot exclaimed, clapping her hands. The others joined her in a round of applause.
"Here honey," Mary smiled, handing the girl her drink. "I think you'll like it, once you get used to it."
By the time Trish had gulped down her third drink, she was tripping gaily around the room, giggling crazily. Mary was jealous of the way the boys were watching her, their pricks jerking as the girl did wild dances, pumping her cunt at them like a go-go girl.
"Trish?" Mary asked icily when the girl had stopped long enough to take a sip of her fourth drink. "How much do you know about sex?"
"Oh, lots and lots," the girl giggled. "Les fucks me all the time. I mean, when I don't have a period." She pranced over to where Les was sitting, his cock throbbing. "You do, don't you honey? You fuck me all the time. And you play with my cunt, and suck on my titties."
"Does he ever lick your cunt?" Mary asked with fake innocence.
"Huh?" The girl spun around. "No. He hasn't done that yet. But he can if he wants to."
"Well, come here, little girl. I'll show you how it's supposed to be done."
Trish walked over to Mary, a puzzled frown on her face. The woman slid down in her chair, pushing her ass out until it was on the very edge of the cushion. She spread her legs wide, then used the fingers of both hands to spread the lips of her twat.
"Get down and lick my cunt, honey," she cooed. "You'll be able to tell Les how to do it, then."
The girl looked around the room at the others, wondering if Mary was teasing her, or if she really meant it.
"Go on!" Tommy coaxed. "It's fun! I've done it lots of times."
When the other three began clapping their hands, Trish looked down at Mary's gaping gash and giggled.
"Okay! I will!"
Kneeling between Mary's out-stretched legs, Trish crawled up until her nose was touching her cunt. Then she stuck her tongue out and began lapping at the wet folds surrounding Mary's very fragrant hole.
"OoooooHhhhhhhhhhh!" Mary groaned. "Ummmmmmmm! That's it, honey! Lick it good! Ummmmmmmmm! Harder! Stick your tongue in my hole and ream it! Unnnnfff! Oh, honey!"
Trish was licking and lapping hungrily. She had never done anything like this before, but it seemed to come naturally. She pushed her tongue into the woman's hole as far as she could, tasting the sweet fluid that was running out onto her tongue.
Mary threw her legs over the slim girl's shoulders, holding her lips tightly against her cunt as she exploded, her body writhing as she hunched her cunt into Trish's face.
When Mary had stopped moving, Trish backed away, letting the woman's legs drop to the floor with a thud.
"Great!" Tommy shouted.
"Wonderful," Dot exclaimed.
Trish looked around the room, smiling, Mary's juices on her face glistening wetly.
CHAPTER NINE
"Well! What the hell's going on here?"
All eyes turned to the doorway where Pete stood, an expression of puzzlement giving way to a grin as he noticed Trish, nude and beautiful, kneeling on the floor.
Everyone grinned drunkenly at the new arrival.
"Hi, Pete," Mary shouted. "Come on in and join the fun!"
Pete laughed. "What is this, anyway, an orgy?"
"No," Dot answered solemnly. "We're just feeling free. I imagine you're tired. How about a nice, stiff drink?"
"Sure. Make it a double. I can see I have some catching up to do."
"Hey, Pete!" Les hollered, his head lolling from side to side. "Take your duds off! Join in!"
Staring at the young girl and her ripe body, Pete nodded slowly. "Hell, yes! Might just as well!"
He began taking his things off as Dot stood up on wobbly legs and went to the kitchen to mix him a drink. By the time she returned he was naked, his prong hard and pulsating wildly as he continued to admire Trish.
"How'd it go today, hon?" Mary asked, slurring her words.
"Oh, not too bad. I think I'm going to like it." He took the drink offered by Dot, then sat down across from his wife, where he could get the best view of the young lady.
"Has everybody been screwing?" he said softly to Mary.
"Aw, not so much. Jus' a little. You want to fuck me?"
Pete sipped his drink and looked around at the other people. The boys had obviously been fucking, as there was a polished sheen on their peckers. The hair around Dot's and Mary's pussies was matted, drying juice making the bristles hard.
"Well, if I had my druthers, I'd like to stick it to that little girl. How about it, honey? Want to feel a real man's prick?"
"Jus' a minute!" Mary said hotly. "I don't want you screwin' her! Not right in front of me!"
"Why not? You've been fucking the boys, haven't you? Why shouldn't I have what I want, too? What do you say, young lady? How would you like to have this tool in your cunny?" He took his rod in his hand and flanged it around.
"Gee, I don't know," Trish replied, her gaze on his large cock. Then she turned to Les. "Is it all right if I do?"
Les looked at her dumbly, his mind fogged with the booze. He nodded, then his head fell to his chest and his eyes closed.
"Okay," Trish said to Pete. "Right here?"
"Sure! Lay down, and I'll put something in your cunt you'll never forget."
Trish slid to the center of the room, laid on her back, then separated her thighs. Her lithe body was fantastic, the firm, young tits pointing at the ceiling, her flat belly sloping to the triangle of light brown hair covering her juicy pussy.
Pete put his drink down, got to his knees, then crawled between her legs. He kissed her tits, sucked on each nipple, then placed the head of his enormous dick into the folds of her little girl cunt.
"You put it in," he smiled down at the girl.
Trish reached down, took his tool in her hand, then rubbed it between the lips of her snatch, getting it oily. She was smiling happily as she inserted the tip of his dong into her hot hole with just a little difficulty.
"There," she giggled. "Now, let's see if you can do what you say you can."
"Hang on, honey!" He slammed his piston into her, cramming the enlarged tool into her twat as far as it would go. She was so tight it was unbelievable!
"Aaarrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the girl moaned. "Jesus! What a big cock! Ummmmmmfffff! Oh, my God! Unnnnngggghhhhhhh!"
Mary and Dot were the only observers to the action, as Tommy had also passed out. They watched as Pete hunched his ass, driving his shaft deep into the tiny girl, then easing it out, her juice making it glisten.
"Uuuuuuunnnnnnggghhhh!" Pete grunted. "Oh, baby! What a tight tube! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Christ! You're something else!"
Trish wrapped her legs around him, high on his waist to give him a better shot at her tiny twat, then put her arms around him and closed her eyes.
"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh, God! I can't stand it, it feels so good! Ummmmmffff! Unnnggghhhhh! Oh, do it! Ungh!"
"Tell me when you're ready, baby!" Pete whispered. "I want to shoot off at the same time! Ungh! Ungh! Aaarrrrgggggghhhhh!"
Mary had been angry when Pete had wanted the little girl, but as she watched her husband pound his prick into her cunt, she began to enjoy watching him. She had nothing really to fear from the child, and to see her husband's huge shaft probing her young little pussy gave her an exciting satisfaction.
"Go, baby, go!" Mary shouted. "Screw that tight pussy! Make her blow off!"
Dot smiled warmly at the couple hunching each other on the floor. It was fun watching them. And she was especially proud that she had shown her brother the way. He wouldn't have any more trouble with his sex life, she was sure.
"Aarrrggghhhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Pete gasped loudly as his load spewed into the girl's twat, filling her tube with his creamy fluid. They jerked and twisted, shuddered and quivered, then they lay still, their orgasms completed.
Pete eased his rod from her cunt, white cream dripping out on the rug as his tool left her hole. Then he got up, grinning.
"C'mere, honey," Mary crooned. "Let me lick your prick off. It's all wet."
Stepping in front of his wife, he stood still while she ran her tongue all over his shaft, lapping up the mingled juices and swallowing them.
"There," Mary said. "All clean!"
"Thanks." Pete went to his chair, sat down, and took a long pull from his drink, draining the glass.
"Here, Pete," Dot said. "I'll go get you another one."
When she returned, Trish still hadn't moved from the floor. She was lying there with her legs spread apart, juice dripping from her cunt, her eyes closed. She was breathing regularly, so Dot knew she had also passed out.
"Well, I'd better do something about their parents," Dot said as she handed Pete his highball. "It's for damn sure they can't go home like that."
"They can stay here, can't they?" Pete asked.
"Oh, yes. There's plenty of room. I'd better go call and tell their folks they're staying here tonight."
Sobered slightly by the responsibility, but still a little woozy, Dot went to the phone and called Tommy's mother. She explained that the kids wanted to spend the night, and that she would make sure they got off to school in the morning. Their mother was all for it, and agreed readily.
When she came back, Mary was snoring loudly in her chair, her head tilted at a crazy angle. Dot shook her head and sat down.
"I guess we're going to have to put them all to bed, Pete. The boys can go in Les's room. We can put Trish on the couch in Mr. Perry's study upstairs. If you'll take care of Mary and the boys, I'll carry her up."
When they had the others tucked away in their beds, Dot prepared dinner for herself, Pete and Hal. She and Pete ate in the kitchen, then she took a tray in to Hal. He was watching TV, and seemed perfectly content.
"Here we are, dear," Dot said as she entered. "I hope you don't mind that I'm not wearing any clothes, but things have been happening around here."
Hal let his eyes rove over her creamy body, and he attempted a grin. He blinked his eyes rapidly.
"Oh," Dot laughed. "You like to see me like this, do you? Well, if things work out right, you may be able to see me like this all the time."
She sat on the edge of the bed and began feeding him.
After he was finished, she did the dishes, picked up the house, putting the clothes neatly away in the closet, then went to give Hal his nightly bath. Pete remained sitting naked in the living room, reading the paper and sipping on a highball.
"I hope you won't mind if we don't do anything tonight," she said to Hal as she dried him off. "I've had a little too much to drink today, and I think I'll go right to bed. We can do something tomorrow. All right?"
Dot put the bathing things away, went to her room to slip on a robe as she was getting chilly, then joined Pete in the front room. His tool was soft, laying limply on his balls as he put the paper down.
"I'm about ready to call it a day, Pete," she said. "Will you make sure the front door is locked before you go up?"
"Yeah. Sure you don't want a little before you go to bed?"
"Sorry. I've had all I want for one day. Maybe you could wake Mary up and give her a little. She'd probably like it."
"I suppose so," he nodded. "Well, good night. See you in the morning."
""Night." Dot turned and went to her room.
Pete turned off the lights, locked the door, then went up the stairs. He didn't want Mary. He wanted that luscious young girl again. Before he reached the top of the stairs, his cock was hard and throbbing.
Carefully opening the doors, he checked on the boys and Mary. They were all sound asleep, and Mary was still snoring. He closed their door quietly, then continued on down the hall to the study.
He turned on the small light on the desk and looked over at the girl, sleeping under a light blanket Dot had thrown over her. Her beautiful hair was spread out in a fan under her head, and one tit was sticking out from under the blanket.
Stepping to the couch, he gently raised the blanket and tossed it over the back, leaving her young body bare. He stood staring at her silently for a minute, his prick jumping up and down as his gaze went up and down her frame. Then he tenderly spread her legs apart and knelt between her thighs.
Using his ass to guide his dong, he pointed the tip into her still moist gash and moved it around, trying to feel her hole.
"Ummmmmmmmm!" she moaned, her eyes still closed.
"It's all right, honey," he whispered. "It's just me. Pete. I want to put my cock in you again. You don't mind, do you?"
"Huh uh," she murmured, the effects of the drinks dulling her responses.
THE END of his tool found her opening, and he slowly eased it in, separating the tight tissues with his prick. He pressed it home, gently thrusting his rod in until he could feel her womb with the tip.
"Ummmmmmmmm!" Trish groaned. "Ummmmmmmmm!"
"Oh, Trish!" Pete gasped. "You've got such a wonderful tight cunt. I think you're the best fuck I've ever had."
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she whimpered sleepily. "Ohhhhh!"
"That's a girl. Enjoy it! Feel my cock clear up in your belly? God, you're beautiful! Unnngggghhhhh!"
"Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Her eyelids parted slightly, and she smiled at him. "Fuck me!" she whispered. "Fuck me good!"
Their bodies twisted and jerked as they experienced their orgasm, then Pete pulled his dick out and got up quickly and covered the girl with the blanket. He was afraid someone might have heard their shouts. He tucked the cover around her, turned off the light, then looked down the hall for any signs of life. Nobody had heard. He went down the hall, entered his room, and crawled in beside his wife, content and happy.
Dot woke up with a terribly guilty feeling. Her sleep had been restless as she had wild nightmares about Doctor Davis calling the police after finding out what went on in the house. She got out of bed, her head pounding with a hangover from the drinks.
She showered and dressed quickly, then went to fix breakfast. Les had roused the others, and they filed into the room one at a time, their eyes bleary. When they had all been fed, the kids hurried off to school, Pete went to work, and while Dot fed Hal, Mary cleaned up the kitchen.
"Jesus, I feel terrible," Mary remarked when Dot returned.
"So do I. Hang on for a minute. I've got something in my purse that should take care of us."
Dot brought back some red and white pills, and they each took two.
"If you'll gather up all your dirty clothes, we can do the washing together," Dot suggested. "I'll show you where the stuff is as soon as I get Hal shaved."
By three o'clock, the two women had everything accomplished. Dot had made them Bloody Mary's, and they were sitting in the kitchen sipping on them when Les came home, accompanied by Tommy and Trish.
"Hey! Guess what?" Les grinned. "Their folks are leaving for vacation today. Tommy and Trish were going to stay at their aunts, but I told them they could stay here. How about that?"
"Are you sure it's okay with your dad?" Dot asked.
"Oh sure. He won't mind. Tommy's stayed here lots of times. Is it okay with you, Dot? Trish could help with the cooking and stuff."
"It's all right with me. The more the merrier. But what did their parents have to say about it?"
"It's fine with them. We'll go get their stuff now. 'Bye."
"Well, that's a pleasant turn of events, isn't it?" Mary laughed when they had gone. "Now we can have an orgy every damn night!"
"We have to be careful, Mary. If anyone found out about this, we could really be in trouble. He'd throw me out on my ass if he knew what we were doing to his son."
"Don't worry. I won't say a word. I just hope the boys haven't had their fill of screwing. When I think about what happened yesterday, my pussy twitches."
"Hot damn," Les almost shouted as the trio walked down the street. "We can sleep together, Trish! Tommy can sleep in the study. Won't that be cool?"
"Yeah!" Trish smiled. "We can fuck any time we want to. I think I'm going to like it."
"Don't forget to swipe some of Mom's pills," Tommy warned. "If you got knocked up, there'd be hell to pay."
"I know, I know," the girl agreed. "Boy, Tommy! You can fuck Mary or Dot every day, if you want to. Which one do you like to screw best?"
"I think Mary. Her cunt is tight as hell. But I like to have Dot blow me. She can really suck a dick!"
"Let's hurry," Les urged. "I want to get back so we can get started. This is going to be really cool!" The three children took off running. After dinner, when everything was put away, the soup gathered in the living room. When Pete heard about what was going on, he was happy. He welcomed the opportunity to stick his prong into Trish whenever the mood struck him. He was eyeing her hungrily as everyone took a seat.
"You know," Mary said, "as long as we're all going to be living together, we might as well start things off right. Let's take our clothes off. I think it'd be fun if we all went around in the nude while we're in the house."
"Hey, that's great," Tommy said. "Let's do."
"Cool," Les agreed.
"All right," Dot said. "And since this is our first night, I think we should celebrate. Pete, there's some champagne in the cooler in the basement. Why don't you go get a couple of bottles."
"Okay."
When he hurried off, the others stood up and began taking their clothes off. Trish was the first to stand naked, as she was wearing hot pants and a sweater with nothing underneath.
"Let's hang our things up," Dot said. "There's no need to be messy about it."
Trish got some hangers from the hall closet, and when they were naked, they put their clothes away. Pete came back, took his things off, then opened a bottle of champagne while Dot got the glasses.
They toasted each other, then sat down to look each other over again, the males with their hard-ons, and the females with their gashes dilating.
"How are we going to work this?" Mary began. "Are we going to draw straws to see who fucks who, or what?"
"I think we ought to just make the rounds," Pete offered. "There's three guys, and three gals. We could just take one at a time."
"Hey!" Tommy said. "I ain't going to fuck my sister!"
"Why not?" Trish said. "I'm a pretty good piece, aren't I, Les?"
"Hell, yes!"
"Well, I don't know," Tommy murmured. "I guess it'd be okay."
"It's the only way we could make it come out even, Tommy," Dot said. "We'll make up a chart, and then we'll always know who's going to screw who."
Pete was still staring at Trish, his prick throbbing as he remembered how tight her cunt was. "I'll take Trish tonight."
"Okay," Tommy said. "I'll take Mary, then."
"I guess that leaves you and me, Les," Dot grinned.
"Are we going to do it here, or go to bed with each other?" Trish asked.
"I think we should go to bed," Dot said. "At least for the time being. It's fun to watch somebody else screw, but it's nice to be alone, too." She looked at Mary. "Agreed?" Mary nodded.
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to give Hal his bath. I'll be back in a little bit."
"Yeah," Mary said. "What about him? The poor guy shouldn't be left out of all this. He's human, too! What can we do for him?"
"I'll take care of Hal, Mary. It's my job. I'd rather he didn't know anything about this, anyway. He's still a very sick man, and I wouldn't want to do anything that would upset him."
"Hell," Les snorted. "Don't worry about my Dad. He's okay. He used to do a lot of screwing around himself. My Mom got mad as hell when she found out he was dicking his secretary."
"Well, we'll see. I have to go in there now. Save me some champagne, will you, Pete?"
"Sure thing."
Dot carried the bathing things into Hal's room. He was wide awake and happy, according to the glint in his eyes. She stripped off the covers and began laving him. His tool was hard as a rock the entire time she washed, dried and oiled him, and Dot knew she had to do something for the man.
"Do you want me to fuck you tonight, dear?" she asked.
Three binks.
"All right. I'd kind of like it myself. We need each other, don't we, dearest?"
Three blinks.
"Of course we do. And when that speech therapist comes next week, I'll help all I can so we'll at least be able to talk to each other. Won't that be grand?"
She put the things near the door, then mounted the bed, straddling the prone figure. She inserted his stiff prick in her tube, then proceeded to screw him. Taking her time, she slid her cunt up and down on his shaft slowly, feeling his immense rod probe deep inside her.
"Ohhhhhhh, dearest! Doesn't that feel just wonderful! Oh, what a magnificent tool you have! Unnnngghhhh! Christ! I could fuck you forever! Ummmmmm! Uuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnggggggg-hhhhhhh!"
Hal closed his eyes in ecstasy as the woman massaged his prick with her cunt, slamming down on it, then pulling up until only the head was inside her. He uttered guttural sounds in his throat as he felt the juices surge from his balls and out the end of his dick.
Quivering with delight, Dot exploded in climax, her body shuddering as the delightful sensation flooded her frame. Then she slipped off his shaft and stood near the bed.
"You know, Hal? I think you might like what's going on in the other room. That is, if you don't think we might be leading your son astray. Do you trust me?"
Hal blink three times.
"Do you think Lester should be introduced to sex? He's old enough to want to, you know. Would you mind if I taught him?" Two blinks.
"All right. As soon as I get this stuff put away, I'll have Pete and Les carry you into the living room so you can see what's happening. If you don't like it, or you think we shouldn't be doing it, I'll put a stop to it right away. Okay?"
His eyelids fluttered, as he was obviously excited, then he slowly blinked three times.
"Wonderful, dear. I'll be right back."
CHAPTER TEN
When Dot returned to the living room, she was surprised to see Mary on her knees in front of Les, sucking on his prick. The boy was hunching his ass madly into her mouth as the blonde slurped loudly on his dong, wriggling her ass.
"Well," Dot said. "I was going to have Les do something for me, but I guess you'll have to, Tommy. Pete, would you and Tommy carry Hal out here? You can put him in that chair, and I think he'll be comfortable."
"Sure," Pete replied. He tore his eyes away from the sight of his wife blowing Les, and went into Hal's room, followed by Tommy. Dot supervised the carrying, showing them how to lift the incapacitated man, then brought a blanket to cover him in the chair.
Hal attempted a grin when he was seated, his gaze directed at his son being given what appeared to be an excellent blow-job.
"Hello, Mr. Perry," Trish grinned. "It's nice to see you again."
The man allowed his eyes to travel up and down the young girl's body, and his eyes twinkled, as he must have remembered times in his youth. He blinked his eyelids, then turned his head to observe his son creaming into Mary's waiting mouth.
She swallowed his fluid greedily, then licked his prick off and stood up.
"How was that, Les? Not too bad for an old woman, huh?"
"Jesus, no!" Les sighed as he dropped into a chair. "Wow! I think you sucked my balls dry!" He saw his dad for the first time, and smiled shyly. "Oh, hi, Dad! I'm glad to see you're up."
"All right, everybody," Dot announced. "Mr. Perry wants to join in the fun. We'll change our plans a bit. Let's just do whatever we want right here, and let him have the pleasure of at least watching us. Okay?"
They all nodded in assent.
"Who's first, then?"
"Oh, let me!" Trish cried. "Please? I got so hot watching Les and Mary, I can't stand it!"
"I'll take her," Pete grinned. "She's supposed to be mine anyway."
Trish climbed up on a large footstool, kneeling on her hands and knees. "Okay, Pete! Let's go!"
Pete walked up behind her, his prick in his hand, and leered at her beautiful ass. He rubbed his pecker up and down the crack separating her cheeks, then began easing his dong into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" the girl cried. "Ummmmmmmm! C'mere, Tommy. Let me suck you while he-'s fucking me. I've always wanted to do that."
Tommy stepped in front of his sister, skinned his foreskin back, then slipped his cockhead into her open mouth. He grinned at Pete, facing him, as she began sucking on his dong while Pete was shoving his dick deep into her belly.
"Ummmmmmmmm!" Trish groaned. "Ummmmmmmm!"
The others watched as she bobbed her head up and down on her brother's shaft, sucking and slurping. Pete was hunching his tool in and out of her pussy, pooching her folds as he lunged into her cunt.
"Unnnnnnnngggghhhhhh!" Pete grunted. "Ungh! Ungh! Unfff!"
Tommy put his hands on either side of his sister's head and helped her, pumping his prong into her mouth with smooth, even motions.
"Aaarrrrrrggghhhhhhh!" the boy moaned.
"Are ... you ... ready ... boy?" Pete asked. "Un ... huh!"
"Let's ... both ... give ... it ... to ... her ... then! Unnnff! Oh, Christ! Ungghhhhhh! Aaarrrgggghhhhhhh!"
"Whhhhhoooooofffff!" Tommy gasped, his juice racing up his dick to spurt into Trish's mouth.
"Ummmmmmmmm!" The girl moaned. "Ummmmm!"
Both males filled the girl's orifices with their cream, their bodies jerking and quaking as the semen flowed from their cocks, then they gasped in 'unison and extracted their wet, cummy tools from her.
"Terrific!" Dot exclaimed. "Just terrific! Did you like to watch that, Hal? Wasn't that fun?" He blinked three times.
"All right, what's next?" the nurse asked, looking around the room.
"Well," Mary said, "I feel kind of bad about making Trish eat me. I guess I was just jealous. If it's okay with you, Trish, I'll eat you now. To pay you back."
The girl had moved to sit on the stool, and she was obviously happy at the suggestion. "Why, sure, Mary. I'd like that."
"Can I fuck you while you eat her?" Les asked.
"Okay. Lay down on the floor, Tish."
The girl laid down and spread her legs. Pete's white juice was still dripping from her cunt. Mary grabbed a pillow from the couch and knelt, slipping the pillow under the girl's hips. She bent down and began kissing her bush, using her tongue to lap up her husband's still hot cum from the girl's cunny.
Les got on his knees behind the blonde, guiding his tool into her snatch, then grasped her by the hips and drove it all the way in.
"Ummmmmmm!" Mary moaned as the boy's prick slammed into her womb. "Ummmmmmm!"
"OH, MARY!" Trish cried out as the blonde slipped her tongue into her hole and began reaming the rim. "Oh, my God! Oh, eat me! EAT ME!"
"Aaaarrrrrggggghhhhhhhhh!" Les groaned, his body quivering as his staff slid in and out of the woman's tight cunt. "Unnnnghhhh! Oh, Jesus! Unnnnnffff!"
"Fuck her hard!" Trish cried out. "Fuck her hard, Les! I think she'll eat me faster if you fuck her hard!"
The boy obeyed, slamming and cramming his fiery shaft even faster into the woman's pussy. Her ass was writhing as he tried to get as much of his prong into her as he could. She bounced, twisted, turned and hunched with him.
"MARY! OH, MARY! NOW! NOW! OHHHHHHHH!" Trish was pushing her cunt up from the pillow, arching her back as she pushed her pleasure-filled gash into the woman's face.
"UMMMMMMMM!" Mary moaned.
UMMMMMM!"
"Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh!" Les grunted. "UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
The trio jerked and twisted, hunched and pumped as their fluids mingled. Then they collapsed on the rug, breathing very rapidly, their bodies shaking.
"Wonderful," Dot said happily. "Perfectly wonderful. Now, let's all have some champagne."
The nurse poured some for herself and Hal, then tilted the glass to the man's lips. He drank thirstily, his eyes aglow. Dot sipped her wine, smiling at her employer.
"Isn't this just terrific, Hal? It won't be too long before you'll be able to join us, you know. We're going to try very hard for that day, aren't we?"
He blinked three times, a weak smile on his face.
The others had filled their glasses, and were toasting one another. Pete and Mary lit cigarettes. An air of relaxed contentment filled the room as they chatted amiably while finishing their wine. Then Dot stood up.
"It looks as though I'm the only one who hasn't had anything yet," she said. "Who's going to take care of me?"
"How about pounding my tool, Sis?" Pete asked. "I'm ready!" .
"Lay down then," she replied. "I'll give that rod a good working over."
"Well, it's been three up to this time," Mary said. "Why don't you eat me while she screws you, Pete?"
"Fine with me!"
Pete laid down on the rug. Dot straddled him, reaching between her legs to guide his throbbing pecker into her twat. Mary squatted down over his face, easing her pussy over his nose gently. As soon as she was in place, Pete stuck his tongue out and began lapping on his wife's cunt.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnggghhhhhh!" Dot moaned as she let her pussy slide down on her brother's dong. She smiled at her sister-in-law who was facing her over his body. "Your husband sure has a nice prick," she said.
"And he really knows how to eat a gash, too," Mary replied.
The two women put their hands on each others shoulders as one pumped up and down on the man's tool and the other squirmed over his mouth.
"Fuck him, Dot!" Mary whispered. "Pump his prick so he'll get hot as hell!"
"Okay!" The nurse began corkscrewing her ass up and down on Pete's tool, slamming down so hard her ass hit his thighs with a thwack. The harder she pounded his piston, the more urgently he crammed his tongue into his wife's hole.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Mary moaned. "Ummmmmmmmm! That's the way, Dot! Screw him! Ummmmmmggggghhhhhh!"
"I'm ... doing ... the ... best ... I ... can!"
Dot grunted.
Both women's tits were bouncing as they hunched and pumped on the man under them. Pete writhed and jerked as he enjoyed the pleasure of being fucked expertly, while at the same time eating a delicious pussy.
"UMMMMMM!" he moaned into his wife's snatch. "UMMMM!"
"Mary, he's going to blow in a second. Are you ready?"
"Uh ... huh ... I ... am!"
"NOW!" Dot cried. "HE'S BLOWING NOW! AARRRGGGGHHHH! SO AM I! OHHHHHH, LORD! UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG-HHHHHHH!"
"FUCK HIM!" Mary screamed. "I'M GOING TO ... AAARRGGHHH!"
The children watched in fascination as the adults reached their orgasms, the three bodies quaking violently as the surge of pleasure passed through their frames.
"Goddamn!" Tommy gasped as they untangled and stood up.
"Wow!" Trish murmured.
Les picked up the full bottle of champagne and walked around the room filling the glasses while everyone resumed their seats. Dot gave Hal several sips before taking a drink herself. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he was enjoying himself immensely, and she was happy.
"What about that poor man?" Mary asked Dot. "He isn't getting much out of this. Shouldn't someone do something for him?"
"I don't know whether he'd be embarrassed or not," the nurse replied. She looked at Hal. "Would, you, dear?"
His eyelids fluttered, then blinked twice.
"What does that mean?" Mary asked.
"He says he wouldn't."
"Well then, somebody should take care of him. Here. I'll do it." She put her glass down and crossed the room to the blanket covered figure. Very gently she pulled the cover off, and smiled as she saw his hard-on. She tenderly separated his legs, then knelt between his thighs, grasping his prick at the base with two fingers.
"I'll take it very easy, Mr. Perry," she cooed. "You just sit there and enjoy it."
Using her lips and tongue, she slipped his foreskin back, then licked around the edge of his purple-headed prick. Then she slid her mouth all the way down his tool until it was almost buried.
Hal made guttural sounds in his throat as the blonde slid her lips up and down his shaft, caressing his balls with her other hand as she sucked and slurped on his jerking prick. Seeing how much he was enjoying it, Dot reached over and placed his limp hands on top of Mary's head so he could feel her nodding on his cock.
"Ummmmmmmm!" Mary moaned.
"Uuuummmmmmmmmmmmm!"
"Suck him good," Dot said. "He likes to have it sucked."
"Ummmmmmm Hummmmmmmmm," Mary agreed, her mouth full of his rod.
There was a slight tremor in Hal's legs, making them twitch, then Mary felt the surge of fluid in his cock. He was shooting into her mouth, gigantic spurts of hot sticky cum washing against the back of her mouth and flowing down her throat.
"UMMMMMM!" She moaned between swallows. "UMMMMMM! UMMMMMMM! UMMMMMMM!"
The blonde very carefully licked his pecker off, then she stood up, grinning at the man., "Isn't that much better? I just knew watching all of this Was making you hot. If you want some more, you just signal Dot. I'd be happy to blow you again."
"Never mind," Dot said. "If he wants it again, I'll do it."
"Suit yourself." Mary went back to her chair and picked up her glass.
Everyone rested for almost half an hour, sipping champagne and allowing their systems to recover. The kids were getting quite high, and Dot was afraid they would get drunk and have to be put to bed again.
As she looked at the others, their faces reflecting the contentment she felt, Dot realized this wasn't so bad after all. What was most important, Hal was happy. The gleam in his eyes was assurance that he approved of everything, and only wished he could join in.
Suddenly, Lester climbed up on the stool a little unsteadily and looked at the females one by one, bleary eyed.
"Who'd like to suck me off? I've got a pecker full of juice, and I'm ready to go!"
Everybody laughed at the slightly tipsy lad, then Dot got up and went over to him.
"I'll suck you, honey. I haven't tasted your sweet prick all night."
As she was bending over to take his shaft in her mouth, Tommy got up and walked behind her, his prick in his hand, ready to jam it in her cunt. The instant the tip of his cock touched her ass, Dot turned and looked over her shoulder.
"Not that way, Tommy! If you want to do something, stick it in my asshole. I haven't been fucked in the ass for a long time."
The boy debated with himself for a moment, then guided his tool toward her brown anus. He put the end of it against her dark, puckered hole, grasped her hips, then lunged his dick in, feeling her pucker string loosen as he buried it in her canal.
"Uuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnggggghhhhh!" Dot cried out. "Oh, Jesus! Tommy! Unnnffff! Do it to me! Ohhhhhh!"
She leaned down and slipped her lips over Les's tool, her tongue sliding the foreskin back so she could lick around the rim of his throbbing shaft.
"Aaaaarrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!" Tommy moaned as he slammed his greasy rod in and out of her ass. It was even tighter than a cunt, and he knew he couldn't hold his juice for long.
Les's entire frame was shaking violently as Dot bobbed her head on his dick, sucking and pulling with her mouth and tongue. She reached behind him and felt for his asshole. Finding it, she inserted a finger all the way to the last knuckle and began reaming his ass.
"Oh! Aarrrggghhhhh! Unnnnggghhhh! Jesus Christ! Uuung!"
Dot's ass was more than Tommy could stand, and with three monstrous lunges, he spewed his cum up her canal, filling the tube with hot juice.
As she felt Tommy's hot liquid flow into her ass, Dot sucked all the harder on Les's dong, pulling and slurping on it until he spurted into her mouth.
"Whhhhhhuuuuuuuufffff!" Les cried out. "Unnggh! Oh! Ungh! Aaaarrrrrrgggghhhhhhh!"
Tommy pulled his shit-streaked prong from the nurse's ass with a pop, then sank down into a chair. Dot licked the remaining cream from Les's shaft, then stood up, her legs shaking. She had to help the boy from the stool, as he was too weak to do it himself. Then they all resumed their seats and relaxed while Trish went around filling the glasses.
As she was refilling Dot's glass, she glanced shyly at Hal, who was looking at her with approval in his eyes.
"Dot?" Trish asked. "Do you think it would be all right if I fucked Mr. Perry? I mean, do you think it would hurt him?"
"Well, I don't think so, dear. But why do you want to? The boys would be more than happy to give it to you."
"I...! Well, he might be my father-in-law someday, and I'd like to see what he'd be like. Would you ask him, please?"
Dot smiled at the girl, then turned to Hal.
"Would you like to have this nice young girl sit on your lap and give you a good fuck?"
The man's eyelids fluttered, he attempted a smile, then blinked three times.
"He says yes, dear. I don't think it will do any harm. He seems to think you'd be all right."
"Oh, cool!" Trish put the bottle down on the floor, then took away the blanket that was covering him. His prick was jerking wildly as he surveyed her firm tits, hard belly and luscious pussy.
"I'll be careful, Mr. Perry," Trish murmured as she put her knees on each side of his legs and slid down until his hard cock was brushing against her cunny hair.
She reached down, skinned his dick back, then rubbed the tip between the lips of her pussy. Hal groaned when she slipped the end into her hole and began easing down very slowly. When she hit bottom, she arched her back and leaned forward to put a nipple into his mouth.
As Hal slurped on her titty, she swirled her ass around and around, reaming her hole with his stiff shaft. Then she eased her ass up, almost to the end of his dick. Just before it was about to slip out, she dropped her pussy all the way down, slamming her cunt against his pelvis.
"Oh, Mr. Perry!" the girl gasped. "Your cock is so HOT! It feels so good way up inside me! Unnnnnnggghhhh!"
He closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of her young cunt pumping up and down on his aching tool. It had been years since he had it in such a little girl's pussy, and the delight of it was overwhelming. As her tight cunt enveloped his shaft, he remembered how it was to be young and full of juice.
She was spiraling down his prick, corkscrewing her ass as she humped him rapidly, his cock slamming against her womb each time she dropped down on it.
"Ooooohhhh, Christ! Ummmmmfff! Oh, God! Aaaarrrgggghhhh! I'm ... going ... to ... have ... a...! Uuuuuuuunnnnnnngggghhhhhhh!"
His hot cum spewed into her, banging against her uterus and forcing her into orgasm. She shuddered, jerking, twisted and writhed, then sank against the man, her breath coming in gasps.
"Very nice, dear," Dot said. "I know he loved it. Now, we'd better put him back in bed. He's had a long day."
Pete and Tommy carried the man back to his bed, and Dot tucked him in. She turned off the light, switched on the night light, then kissed him and left the room.
"Well, everybody!" she said, back in the living room. "I think we should all call it a day. We've got lots of time to try anything we want to. Lester? Are you ready for bed?"
"Uh huh. Let's go."
Everyone paired off and went to their rooms, and they each had a private fuck before drifting off to sleep.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Needless to say, the party went on until Tommy's and Trish's parents returned from vacation. Even after that, the kids would sometimes stay at the Perry's over the weekend, and everyone had a ball.
With the aid of a speech therapist and a physical therapist, Hal Perry was speaking within a month, though it was difficult to understand him at times, and he was able to get around on crutches within three months.
As an expression of gratitude, he offered to pay Pete and Mary a salary to act as gardener/chauffeur and housekeeper, and they gladly accepted.
Though Tommy and Trish moved away soon after, Les was able to find many young friends who liked the freedom of the Perry household, and there was no lack of willing participants in the weekly, and sometimes daily, orgies.
As was to be expected, Hal asked Dot to marry him as soon as he felt he was able to handle being a husband. They bought a king-sized bed, and spent many happy hours romping together in complete relaxation.
With Pete's sex problem cured, Mary was entirely happy. She came to enjoy more and more watching her husband hunch the young girls that Les brought home, knowing that if he was well taken care of there, he wouldn't be out looking for a grown woman who might snatch him away from her.
Several years have passed, and to my knowledge, things are still going smoothly. Which only goes to prove that even the darkest clouds do have silver linings.
