One of the latest trends in sexually explicit material has been the use of under-aged girls in photographs and movies. Even those who defend the right of adults to read and view erotic material are concerned about this, because many worry about the effect on the children involved.
Where do these children come from? According to Newsweek Magazine (Feb. 28, 1977), "Filmmakers have no trouble finding stars for their movies. Some simply use their own children; others rely on runaways."
For, the runaway, as in the case of the heroine of this novel, often has no other way of insuring that she gets food and shelter except by responding, sexually, to those who offer her assistance.
When one considers that there are over a million runaways each year (N.Y. TIMES, July 19, 1975) and that, of those who contact the national 'hot lines' that act as intermediaries between the runaways and their parents two-thirds are girls 13 to 15, it should be apparent that those who produce erotic material involving under-aged participants have no trouble at all in locating actors or actresses for their ventures. Indeed, it may be surprising that there are not more such books and films on the market; the potential number of models and actresses is surely larger than those who are exposed in the field.
How real is the situation that prompted the heroine of this book to runaway to begin with? The same newspaper story reports that 25 to 30 percent of the girls who contact the 'hot line' centers report that sexual (or physical) abuse was responsible for their decision to leave home. If half of the million runaways are girls and the percentage is true for all runaways, that is 125,000 girls who runaway because they have been abused, either sexually or physically.
In this novel, the author has created a heroine whose life reads much like that of the heroines of Sade's novels, with the exception that Patty is not whipped and tortured; she is merely exploited. Still, there are many that would postulate that exploitation is a form of torture. Certainly, it has its effects on Patty. Her thinking changes during the course of the book as she is exposed to more and more degradation.
The author does not take sides in the debate. All he does is create a possible scenario concerned with one teenager who gets involved in the production of erotic pictures. It is up to each reader to decide whether Patty is really being harmed, or if the incidents she undergoes will have any lasting effect on her.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
"Let's get some of these clothes off of you," he breathed hoarsely, his mouth lifting from hers; his hand sliding around the curve of her slim hip. His other hand was still on her shoulder, the arm pressing her slight body to his.
Patty Loomis had been dreading the move, although she tried hard not to show it. When his eyes searched her round, almost cupie-doll face, she forced her prim mouth into a smile, as if she wanted him to strip her sixteen-year-old body. He was going to anyway, it just seemed smarter to make him think her desires matched his; that would please him. And, Patty wanted to keep him happy. She needed him.
His hand lifted and his fingers undid the first button of her flannel shirt. Patty let one of her arms tighten around his solid torso, pressing her small breast against him, as she shifted slightly to. allow him more freedom to undo the buttons on the shirt. This was still something she could handle without difficulty, even when he got the shirt off, her immature body would be hidden from his eyes by the red body-shirt she was wearing under the flannel.
A second button was undone now and he was easing the third from the buttonhole. Once more his mouth descended on hers. Now she knew enough to let her lips go slack as his met them and his tongue pushed over her full bottom lip and delved into her mouth. The pubescent little redhead arched her hips forward, pressing her lower body to him as he eased his hand inside the shirt and traced his blunt fingers over the slight swell of her left breast. Despite the fact that she was merely enduring his caresses, her nipple had stirred and stiffened and Patty gasped under his hungry mouth when he caught the erect nubbin and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. Ohhhhhh, noooooo, she said to herself, I'm not going to enjoy this, I can't, I can't!
But, even as her mind denied the possibility of pleasure from the caresses of a man that was older than her father, her body betrayed her and she twisted, forcing her small breast tighter to his hand. He let his fingers close around the large lemon-sized mass of flesh and flexed them, then let his fingers slide out to close around the spiked nipple once more.
Patty's breasts filled a 32-B cup brassiere without trouble, when she wore a brassiere. On the other hand, her body was still infused with baby-fat and the breasts seemed smaller than they really were because of the thickness of her waist and the roundness of her tummy. In the past few months, she had been growing taller almost day-by-day and the curvature of her body had been changing, but there was still more of the child than there was of the young woman in her body.
George Carter, the man who was opening her shirt, undid the last of the buttons. Slowly, as if he were savoring the act, he drew the tails of her shirt from under her tight jeans and started to push the shirt down her arms, which, like her breasts, seemed slighter than they really were when compared to the rest of her torso.
Other than dropping the arm that had been around him, the young girl made no move to aid the man in his undressing of her. If she had had anything to say about the proceedings, he wouldn't be undressing her at all. However, she had no say in the matter, when she had accepted the forty-ish man's invitation to come to his house for something to eat and a place to stay, she had, by implication, given him permission to do to her what he wished.
Patty was a runaway. Although she had been away from her family for less than a day, she knew that she had to drastically alter her ideas and ideals, if she were to survive. After what had happened to her in the past several days, it had been far easier to make the change than she would have thought possible. Why, when she'd gotten into his car, several hours earlier, and become aware that he was stealing looks at her still developing body, she had drawn her shoulders back to make her breasts seem more attractive.
He had the shirt off by then and his hands slithered over her torso for a moment before dropping to below her waist, to the top of her denims. Slowly, tantalizingly slow, he opened the snap at the front of her jeans.
Again Patty shuddered. If he was aware that the trembling in her body was born of revulsion rather than passion, he have no sign of it. Now he was lowering the zipper of her jeans, his fingers curving down her belly as he opened the denims.
When the blue-jeans were opened, he ran his hands under them, letting his fingers press into her abdomen where it joined her thighs. A shuddered coursed through the girl once more, but this was born of a purely physical reaction and Patty scowled at herself for the betrayal of her body. Noooooooooo, she thought, I don't want it to happen again.
Thank goodness his fingers were moving again, sliding around her slender hips to the plump little half-moons of her buttocks. For several minutes, he fixed his fingers against the resilient flesh of her tender young ass, kneading the pliant flesh sensually. Despite herself, Patty began to enjoy the way he was making her feel.
From the moment she had entered his car, almost two-hundred miles south of the city where they were now, she had sensed that he was a man who would have the ability to arouse her if he really wanted to. She had just hoped that he would merely satisfy himself with her as quickly as possible and then release her from further obligation. Unfortunately, it didn't seem that that was to be the case: from the way George was acting, he was going to take his time. Well, there was nothing she could do but accept and endure his attention. I will not, she avowed to herself, get so involved that I go crazy the way I did with Larry and Paula. Larry and Paula were her uncle and his girlfriend. The people she had been staying with before she had sneaked out the door and walked down to the highway where she had been hitchhiking when George had come along.
He was working her jeans down over the minimal flare of her ass. Patty was still boyishly built as far as her hips and buttocks went. Indeed, as far as she was concerned, her only two womanly features were her hair, which fell to the bottom of her rib cage, and her legs. She wasn't being conceited when she admitted to herself that her legs were good.
The blue jeans cleared her hips and he shifted his hands to the backs of her thighs, outside the trousers. Patty gave a squeal as he lifted her 84 pounds into the air and sat her on the counter of the kitchen. Her voice was a little shrill at best.
Once she was perched on the counter, George turned his attention to her feet. Swiftly, he untied and removed her tennies, then pulled her socks off.
It was terrible, to be letting a man undress her, but Patty hadn't been able to figure out a way to undress on her own without making him think she was more passionate than she was. If she had removed her shirt and jeans while he'd been fixing the two hamburgers she had just wolfed down, he would have gotten entirely the wrong idea about her.
Patty hadn't really wanted two hamburgers, but she had been forced to eat them both and to pretend to do so in a ravenous manner. She had lied to George and told him that she had been traveling for a day by the time he had picked her up. For some reason, she hadn't wanted him to know she was associated with the city she had left.
George had lowered her jeans far enough before lifting her to the counter that he was able to catch them and start working them down her legs without difficulty. As he slipped the jeans toward her feet, his eyes focused on the junction of her thighs with such interest that his gaze seemed almost to burn her there. Patty was thankful that she was wearing panties as well as the body-suit, although she knew she might not be wearing them for long. She could always hope that he would take her into a darkened room before stripping her completely.
The jeans cleared her knees and gravity took over, dropping them to her feet. As George maneuvered the cloth over a shapely foot, he leaned from the waist and pressed his lips to the tanned surface of her thigh, making the barely nubile little nymphet shudder again. Noooooo! She moaned silently. Nooooooooooo!
His hot, wet tongue slithered along her leg and Patty bit at her lower lip to keep from sighing. She couldn't help it; it felt good.
As he licked at the sensitive inner surface of her thigh George got the jeans over her other foot and dropped them to the floor. He swung her foot away from the other and moved between her legs, his hot mouth working its way higher on her leg.
Only when the top of his head was bumping against her abdomen did he lift his mouth. Then he stepped forward until he was pressing against her once more. His fingers tangled in her hair and he lowered his mouth as he tilted her head back. Dutifully, Patty slid her arms around him and hugged him as he thrust his tongue past her teeth and began to run it around the interior of her mouth.
His fingers slid over the planes of her face as he worked his thick tongue in her mouth. Patty was aware of the hard bulge of his cock pressing against the slip of her parted cunt for his standing between her thighs had caused the lips of her pussy to gape open. It seemed to the girl-child that she could feel the heat of his mature cock through all the layers of clothing that separated it from her cunt and she shivered with the knowledge that, by the time they finally got to sleep, she was probably going to have the big thing stuck inside of her tight little pussy. Patty didn't want to fuck George Carter, but she figured she had no choice: If he was willing to feed and shelter her, she had to give him something in return. And, the only thing the little sixteen-year-old had to offer was herself, her body. If she wanted to eat, she was going to have to fuck, it was as simple as that. Either fuck or turn herself in to the juvenile authorities; which might mean being sent back to her mother's. Patty would rather fuck George Carter than be returned to the house of her mother and stepfather. After what had happened to her there, any girl would have preferred to fuck George Carter than be returned to that house.
George was still caressing her face and throat with one of his big hands, but the other had slithered below her shoulder and was chasing around her breasts again.
The longer George kissed her and caressed her burgeoning breasts, the harder it became for Patty to remember her vow not to get caught up in the sensations he was causing in her trembling young body. Yet, despite her intentions, her body was reacting to the insidious caresses. Her buttocks were shifting on the kitchen counter, slowly rubbing her tender young pussy against the bar of his cock.
Her knees rose, until they were above his waist. Her feet rubbed the backs of his thighs as she sucked harder on the thick tongue that was twisting and dancing about inside her mouth. Patty's own slender tongue was moving against George's as he rubbed his lips over hers. Her hands were restless on his broad shoulders as he cupped one of her trim little breasts and brushed his thumb over the puffy point of her erect nipple. Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Patty moaned to herself, why didn't I put on a brassiere before I left Larry and Paula's? A brassiere would have made his stimulation of her nipples more difficult.
If only he would get it over with, Patty would be grateful. But, she couldn't ask him to fuck her; he'd think that she wanted to fuck, when all she really wanted was to get it over with. Patty almost sobbed as he closed his hand over her breast and squeezed the pliant flesh, for the caress made her tighten her legs around him and draw his loins tighter to hers. Now he had both of his hands at her breasts and the sensations that were coursing through her barely nubile body were magnified to an incredible pitch. The sixteen year old girl shuddered harder as her nostrils flared and her breath snorted through them.
George caught her tongue in his mouth. He had teased it there by dancing his tongue against hers in a way that had made her want to continue the contact, then withdrawing his tongue slowly, making her advance her own tongue to keep the electrical connection intact. As he started sucking on her tongue, he shifted one of his hands from her breasts and ran it around her slender body, then caught her shoulder from behind. Slowly, he eased her down until she was resting on the counter, with his weight pressing against her.
Her mouth left his abruptly and his lips rubbed against her cheek, then moved onto the taut column of her throat. Patty was too embarrassed to leave her legs around him, since the position they were in made it too suggestive. She let her legs fall away from him, let them dangle off of the counter. His cock was still resting against the cleft of her warming cunt, but it wasn't as bad as it had been when she'd been pressing him there. No, it wasn't that bad at all. Now his mouth was working its way lower on her girlish body, his tongue was licking at the skin revealed by the scooped neck of the body-suit. He had both of his hands on her breasts again, pushing them upward and toward each other, deepening the cleavage between them, allowing his knowing tongue to slither under the loose material of her body-suit. Involuntarily. Patty's hands lifted and tangled in his hair, her nails scratching lightly at his scalp as he lifted his mouth from her skin and looked at her.
Her breasts were heaving as she sucked air into her lungs and she could almost feel his gaze as it moved to them. Then he was lowering his head again, but it wasn't her mouth his lips were seeking. He took one of her spiked nipples into his mouth, closing his teeth against the base of the turreted flesh.
Even through the material of her body-suit, Patty could feel the heat of his breath against her suddenly extra sensitive breasts. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she sighed involuntarily as he chewed at her nipple and eased a hand down her slightly rounded belly toward the three snaps that kept the body-suit closed.
Why me? Patty asked in her mind. Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve all that's happened to me this week?
CHAPTER TWO
It had all begun "Monday afternoon, as she had been walking home from school. Patty had been proud of the fact that she was in high school rather than junior high; it was a definite sign that she was growing up. She was also, more than she would admit to herself, proud that the older boys, those who were seniors even, joked and flirted with her. It meant that she was pretty. Everybody knew that there were only two kinds of girls that boys flirted with: Those who were pretty and those who were bad. Patty was a good girl.
She had only gotten a couple of blocks from school when Roy Williams fell into step with her. "Hey, Patty, look what I got for my birthday," he said, proudly. She glanced at him and was impressed by the camera dangling around his neck in its case. "It's a 35mm," he explained. Then "he added, "I'm going to be a professional photographer when I graduate."
"That's great," Patty replied, thinking that he was lucky to know what he wanted to be. She had given the matter a lot of thought, but she hadn't reached any decision.
"Yeah. Roy agreed. "But. I need to practice a lot. now that I've got this new camera. What I really need is somebody that'll pose for me." For a minute, he was silent, looking at her. Then he asked: "Would you like to be my first model?"
Her heart had almost leaped into her throat. He did think she was pretty. Otherwise, why would he be wanting to take her picture? Patty, like most of the girls at the school, thought that Roy Williams was just about the handsomest boy she had ever seen. "Suh ... sure, Roy," the bemused sixteen year old answered. "I'd love to be your model." Already she was thinking that this might lead to an invitation to the big dance that was coming up in a month. If she was nice to Roy, he might ask her. She'd be the envy of every girl at school if she showed as Roy William's date.
"'Great," he exclaimed, sounding as if he really meant it. "Can we go over to your place and take some pictures now? My kid brothers and sisters would just get in the way if we went to my place," he added.
Again, Patty agreed. In the back of her mind, she knew there would be no one there but her and Roy but she wasn't worried. She was sure she could trust him.
It only took them a few more minutes to get to her home. She asked Roy if he wanted a soda and he accepted. As she bustled about the kitchen getting glasses, putting ice in them and pouring the cola, he took several pictures of her.
Their school had a strict dress-code and Patty was wearing a white blouse under a burgundy jumper, along with the usual underwear. After taking a couple of dozen pictures of her posed in different positions, Roy asked her to slide the hem of her jumper up on her legs. Since she knew her legs were her best feature, Patty wasn't reluctant at all. Indeed, because of the length of her blouse she didn't even mind undoing the zipper of her jumper all the way. The tails of the blouse came to below the tops of her thighs. It was only when Roy asked her to take off the jumper that she protested. But he had such a sweet smile and he reminded her that lots of people posed for photographers without any clothes on at all, and finally, she slipped the jumper off.
Roy didn't put any kind of move on her. Indeed, he seemed to be more concerned with taking pictures than with looking at her, which was okay with Patty, since she was a little apprehensive about being half-undressed around him. But gradually, she got used to it and didn't even object when Roy asked her to unbutton a couple of buttons on her blouse.
"Would you pose for some pinups?" he asked. "Bathing suit stuff?"
Patty thought for a minute, then rejected the idea. The suit she had was last years and a one-piece model. It wasn't very sophisticated and it didn't fit. "I don't have a suit," she explained.
"How about in your pajamas?" he suggested.
Again she considered. Finally, she agreed. He said he had to put a new roll of film in the camera and she showed him a closet he could use. Then she raced to her room and hurried out of her clothes. For a moment, she surveyed herself in the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. Then she drew the ruffled bikini panties that were half of her sleepwear up around her hips and dropped the baby-doll top over her head. As she looked at her reflection, she shivered. Maybe this isn't such a good idea, she thought, he'll be able to see my nipples. But, before she could change to something else, Roy was calling to her and he sounded impatient, she returned to the living room.
The way he whistled and smiled at her was enough to make her forget her apprehension. She sat on the arm of a chair as he suggested and, by the time she'd figured out that the smear of hair over her pussy was almost visible to him through the thin material of the panties, she had been posing long enough that it seemed silly to object.
When he suddenly turned his back to her and hid his hands from her sight, she asked him why. He didn't answer, but when he turned again, she noticed that there was a bulge under the fly of his jeans. "What's that?" she asked pointing.
"It's what happens to men when they look at beautiful girls," he answered.
"As long as the guy looks at the girl," he answered. "Unless one or the other of them does something."
"Does what?" she asked.
"Oh, touching it the right way helps," he answered.
"Touching it?" Patty asked.
For a moment she was silent. Then she recalled that he thought she was beautiful, and that she wanted him to like her enough to take her to the dnce the. following month. "Would ... would you like me to do it?" she whispered.
He nodded, as if he were afraid to speak. Patty crossed to him and put her hand against the front of his jeans where the bulge was. For several seconds she rubbed the solid bar. "Am.. .am I doing it right?" she asked.
"It would feel better if my pants weren't in the way," he replied. She sucked in her breath but realized she'd gone too far to stop. If she quit now, he'd think she was a kid, or worse, that she was chicken.
Awkwardly, she lowered the zipper of his trousers. The bulge slipped out and the bar of flesh pointed at her. It was her first look at a man's cock and she couldn't tear her eyes away from it, no matter how hard she tried.
"Wrap your fingers around it," he groaned, his voice strained. After she had done so, he told her to slide her fingers back and forth and she soon had the rhythm correct.
Roy shifted, jiggling his weight from one loot to the other as her hand moved back and forth along his cock. No one else had ever touched his cock and, while Patty wasn't really trying to bring him off, he knew she would if she kept touching him long enough. He had never imagined that Patty Loomis would jerk him off, but she was doing it and he was elated.
"Patty", he almost moaned. "Could I kiss you?"
Before she could answer, he was pressing his mouth to hers. For a moment she acted angry, but then her lips relaxed. Roy began licking the tip of his tongue across her lips and noticed that her hand on his cock was holding him tighter and moving faster. Golly, he thought, if she'll only keep it up.
He didn't know that he didn't have to worry; Patty wasn't about to stop. That morning, she would have laughed if one of her friends had suggested she'd be stroking a boy's hard cock and enjoying it; but, now that she was holding Roy's hard-on in her hand, she was discovering that it was producing thrills in her that were beyond anything she had ever imagined.
She let go of his cock and slipped her hand down until his tightly sacked balls were against her fingertips. They felt funny to the immature little girl, but she caressed and explored them as Roy licked faster and harder at her lips.
Without quite knowing why, Patty let her jaw go slack, opening her mouth under his kiss. Roy could hardly believe his good luck, but he didn't question it, he merely slid his tongue forward, pushing it as far as it would go into her mouth. Patty snorted at the heady new sensation and wrapped her fingers around his cockshaft again, then began skimming her encircling hand back and forth along the warm, solid meat.
Roy slipped an arm around her and pressed her trembling body tighter to his. The sixteen-year-old girl shivered as she felt her breasts mashing flat against his chest. If anyone had asked her why, she wouldn't have been able to answer, but it seemed her breasts were fuller than she had ever known them to be and the nipples were sticking up the way they did when she was cold. However, she was far from feeling cold. In fact, Patty felt so hot that she could almost imagine herself melting away.
The hand on her back worked its way lower, until he was cupping one of her trim ass mounds. Roy started flexing his hand, digging his fingertips into the resilient flesh of Patty's tender young ass. The more he did it, the more restless the girl-child felt. Her lips were squirming against his as he explored the interior of her mouth with his tongue. Her hand skimmed steadily along his stiff cock, the head of it brushing against the nylon of her baby-dolls as she caressed him.
Roy was breathing harder, his breath coming in gasps and snorts. Patty was too naive to know what it meant, but, from the way he was working his hands against her body, she was sure he was enjoying what she was doing to him. She was enjoying what he was doing to her. The sixteen-year-old nymphet had never fooled with herself before, but she already decided that she was going to caress and squeeze her own breasts to see if it felt the same.
Why am I getting so wet and itchy between the legs? Patty asked herself. She wondered what it would feel like if Roy touched her on those swelling folds of flesh that had, just recently, begun to be covered by strands of silky hair. Oooooooooooooh, that's terrible, she told herself, wanting him to touch me there. But, she couldn't deny that it was true: I do want Roy to touch my pussy, she conceded.
Suddenly, without warning, she felt his cock swell and twitch in her grip. Then a hot gob of sticky, wet stuff splattered against her rippling belly. "AAAAAAAAAAAAA HH HHH HHHHHHH !" Roy moaned, lifting his mouth from hers. Patty dropped her eyes in time to see another gob of the stuff spurt from the end of his cock. Once, twice, three times more the stuff spurted from his cock, splattering against the blue nylon of her pajamas.
His hands had tightened on her breast and ass as she had stroked him to his cum, but Patty felt no discomfort in the tightness of his grip. Indeed, the extra strength with which he was digging his fingers into her pliant flesh only served to fuel her desires. Patty didn't know what it was that she wanted, but she knew she wanted something, some release from the tension that had suddenly infused her trembling body.
"Roy?" she whispered, almost urgently. "I. . I feel so strange."
"I think.. ." he started to say.
She never found out what Roy thought, for another voice intruded into their consciousness. "I think you better get the hell out of here, kid," it said.
They jumped apart and Patty gasped as she saw Tony de Angelis, her stepfather, standing in the doorway, staring at them with a funny look on his face. "Go on, beat it," he growled at Roy as he entered the living room. Roy hastily stuffed his now deflated cock back in his jeans, grabbed his camera and almost raced to the front door, zipping his fly as he went.
As soon as they heard the front door slam, Tony slapped Patty across the mouth. "Is this what your mother and I work our asses off for?" he demanded. "So you can screw around with every dude that wants to get in your hot little pants?"
"I've never done anything like this before," Patty protested as her eyes filled with tears.
No one had ever hit her before.
"Yeah?" he drawled, making it obvious that he didn't believe her. "Well, I'll make sure it's a long time before you do it again."
Before she could ask what he meant, he had his hands on the thin material of her baby dolls. Suddenly, with a savage yank, he split the nylon, leaving her standing before him with only her panties hiding her nubile body from his eyes. "Tony!" she cried, in protest.
"Shut up," he snarled. One of his hands grabbed at the back of her neck and his fingers dug in. Pain worse than any she had ever known shot through the amazed girl-child.
Tony forced her to walk ahead of him down the hall to the bathroom. There he drove her to her knees with the pain. He held her neck in that awful grip as he rummaged in the medicine closet. A moment later and he told her to rise. Once more they marched through the house, this time to the kitchen. Again, he forced her to the floor, but, now, he pushed her forward until her face was against the linoleum.
Before she could gather her wits about her, Tony was taking a roll of thick, heavy cord from the space under the sink. Roughly, he pulled her right arm back until her hand was against her foot. Swiftly, working with only one hand, he tied her wrist and ankle together, the cord cutting into her tender skin.
Once she was immobilized, he caught her pajama panties and shredded them, leaving them scraps hanging from the elastic waistband. Then he tied her other wrist and ankle together.
"Please, please," Patty sobbed. She didn't know what he was going to do to her, but she was sure it was going to be unpleasant. "I ... I just wanted to see what it was like," she moaned as he caught her and picked her up, depositing her across the kitchen table as if she were no more than a sack of groceries.
"Oh, is that all you wanted?" he sneered. "Well, I'll let you find out all about cocks in that case."
He moved around behind her and she heard the water running in the sink. When she tried to squirm around to see what he was doing, he came back to where she was and used more of the cord to tie her securely to the table itself. Her legs were pulled apart and each was tied so she couldn't move at all. Patty sobbed broken-heartedly, for she could imagine how obscenely displayed she must be to the man who was behind her.
Again she heard the water running. What is he going to do? she asked herself as her body trembled violently. Whatever it was, she was sure she wasn't going to like it.
A moment later, she felt something pressing at her asshole. She squirmed, futilely, as the thing, whatever it was, was forced through the tightness of her anal sphincter. Then, to her amazement, she felt hot water being forced into her bowels. It seemed to flow into her for the longest time, until she was sure her guts would burst from the pressure. "Please Tony, please," she sobbed. "Stop! Stop! I can't stand it any longer. Stopppppppppppppp!"
He ignored her and continued to pump water into her tortured rectum. The water was hot. almost hotter than she could bear. It flowed into her bowels no matter what she did to try to prevent it.
Finally, the flow of heated water stopped and Tony pulled the intruder from her asshole. "If you let that water get out," he snarled, "I'll make you lick it up."
Patty blanched. If the water got out, it would have her own shit in it. He wouldn't make me lick my own shit, would he? She asked herself. And she realized that, indeed, he would. Desperately she made her anal sphincter contract as tightly as she could. Holding the water in her guts hurt, but it was better than having to lick it up.
He walked around the table and tangled his fingers in her hair, lifting her head until she was looking up at him. "You want to know what a cock is like?" he asked her, cruelty in his voice. "Well, little girl, you're about to find out what a man's cock is like." As he spoke, he smiled down at her with the most diabolical expression she had ever seen on his face.
His other hand unzipped his trousers and fumbled inside them. In a matter of seconds, he had his heavy cock out and was forcing her to look at it.
To the naive little nymphet, it seemed her stepfather's cock was huge. It was only average in size, but she had only Roy's cock to compare it to, and Tony's cock dwarfed Roy's.
She tried to turn her head away from the bloated column of meat but he wouldn't let her. "Look at it," he snarled as he squeezed her neck again, hurting her. Patty forced her eyes open and shuddered at the sight of the massive cock directly under her face. It was darker than Roy's had been and the bulbous head was almost purple in color. Her nose was filled with strange, musky odors; the odors of his crotch, she realized. Somehow, despite herself, the odor was getting to her, making her remember the way she had felt when she'd been stroking Roy's cock and he'd been caressing her bottom and breast.
'You want to know about cocks, eh?" Tony demanded. "Well, you're about to learn what one tastes like. Open your mouth."
Ohhhhhh, noooo, Patty thought, he's not going to put that big thing in my mouth. She pressed her lips tightly together and shook her head. She couldn't think of anything he could do to her that would be worse than sticking his cock in her mouth.
"Come on, open it," Tony growled. When Patty refused, he gave her an evil grin, then reached down and pinched her nose shut. The terrified little girl tried to squirm away from him, but she was unable to do so. Her head grew light and she knew she had to breathe. Since he was holding her nostrils shut, she had to breathe through her mouth.
As soon as her mouth went open so Patty could breathe, Tony thrust his cock forward, forcing the bulbous head through the tight opening. At the same time, he released his hold on her nostrils, allowing her to suck air into her lungs.
"Work your tongue against it," he commanded as he pushed more of the hot cock into her mouth. Patty groaned, deep in her throat, and tried to ignore his command.
WHAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!
His hand slammed against the taut curve of one of her asscheeks. "Lick it, I said," he barked. Tears ran from the sixteen-year-old girl's eyes, but she did as he wanted. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, this is terrible, she told herself as the heavy cock sawed in and out of her mouth.
Tony had one of his hands at the back of her neck. The other ran over the firm flesh of her buttocks, then slithered under her body. He couldn't reach her breasts not the way he had her tied, bent into a bow; but he could touch her between her legs, could caress her pussy, and he did.
To Patty's shame, it felt good to have his fingers pressing against her cunt. Ever since Roy had started kissing her and caressing her youthful body, she had wanted to have her cunt touched. Now her wish was coming true. Despite the discomfort of having her ass filled with hot water and her mouth filled with hot cock, it still felt good to have him caressing her pussy. He worked his fingers along the juicy slit of her cunt, exploring between the puffy lips of her pussy.
His hips swung back and forth, sawing his thick, turgid cock in and out of her mouth. Her lips were stretched into a tight oval and he groaned with delight as he rubbed his cock over her soft lower lip.
When he touched her in one certain part of her pussy, thrills shot through Patty that made the pleasure she had obtained from Roy's caresses seem as nothing. Involuntarily, she sucked in her breath, making her mouth encompass his cock tighter.
"YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHH HH!" Tony sighed as she closed her cheeks around the bulbous head of his cock. "Do that and keep licking it, you sweet little bitch."
She hated him, but she couldn't deny that she wanted him to touch her the way he was doing. It seemed that, when she did as he wanted her to do, he would caress her exactly where it felt the best, so she sucked and licked at his turgid cock as he rode it in and out of her mouth and he diddled her clitoris until she thought she would go crazy.
Patty's ass started lifting and falling as he caressed the upper part of her pussy. She couldn't help it, she had no control over her awakening body. Part of her mind was screaming at her: Filthy! Filthy! That's what you are for liking it, for liking What he's doing to you. But, another part of her was beyond caring about that, all it wanted was for the incredible sensations to continue. And, that second part of her was stronger than the first.
And, behind all of the confusion in her head was the constant heat and pressure in her bowels where he had pumped her ass full of hot water. It was almost too much for her to remember that she couldn't let her asshole relax, not unless she wanted to lick up her own shit. The tortured little teenager sucked and licked at the steadily moving cock as her stepfather played with her cunt and made her feel things she had never thought of before.
He shifted his hand, ground the heel of it against her swollen clitoris as he worked a finger into the tightness of her virginal cunt. Patty snorted her pleasure through her flared nostrils and sucked harder at the cock her face was impaled upon. Her tongue raced around and around the mushroomy head and the turgid barrel as Tony commenced to frig her.
"You love it, don't you?" Tony chided her as he worked a second finger into her pussy. Patty tried to protest that she didn't, but her body realized that it was a lie. Even sucking his cock wasn't as bad as she had thought it was going to be. If she had been in a different position, if her ass hadn't been filled with the hot water, she might have been able to find some satisfaction and enjoyment from the act she was being forced to perform.
The thrills grew stronger and stronger in her body as he worked his fingers, expertly, against her virginal cunt. Patty's tongue was growing tired and her jaws were starting to ache from being stretched so wide, but there was nothing she could do but continue to mouth his cock the way he wanted. As long as he was frigging her pussy, she could do no less. Never in her entire life had anybody done anything to her that was as thrilling as what Tony was doing with the hand between her legs.
His cock started swelling even larger than it had been. At first, Patty couldn't figure out what was happening. Then she remembered how Roy's cock had grown just before it had spurted that white stuff against her. Tony couldn't be going to spurt that stuff in my mouth, could he? she asked herself. No, he couldn't, she thought, he couldn't be that mean.
But he could. Not only could he be that mean, he was. His cock exploded and the hot, sticky stuff was in her mouth. It tasted salty and Patty was sure she was going to throw-up if he didn't remove his cock from her mouth and let her spit the stuff out. But, he was pushing his cock deeper and squeezing her neck. "Swallow it swallow it, you little bitch," he snarled.
With tears streaming down her face, Patty did as she was told. To her surprise, the stuff didn't taste as bad as she had expected it to. The next time his cock spurted, she swallowed without waiting for him to tell her to do so.
"YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Tony moaned as he rubbed her pussy faster and harder, making her ass turn tight little circles in the air as he thrilled her more and more.
As she'd seated herself on the commode and let the water start to drain from her tormented bowels, she had remembered how good it had felt to have his fingers against her cunt. Almost involuntarily, her own hand slid across her slightly rounded belly and touched the still erect nubbin of flesh at the upper part of her snatch. "Aaaaaahhhhh.", she had sighed as she had felt the same thrills coarse through her body Faster and faster she had rubbed her cunt, uncaring that Tony was standing in the doorway, watching her with lust-filled eyes as she fingered her own cunt.
"Tomorrow I'll give you another lesson in what a cock is for," he told her, when she had finally emptied her ass of the soapy water.
CHAPTER THREE
Patty awoke in the middle of the night, her breath caught in her throat. For a moment, just before she'd awakened, she'd thought that Tony was after her again.
As soon as she became fully awake, she relaxed. Tony couldn't get her, he didn't even know where she was. She smiled to herself in the darkness at that thought: Tony doesn't know where I am. Even Mom doesn't know where I am.
After she had finished emptying her bowels of water, Tony had grinned at her and sauntered away. Humiliated that she had been so excited that she had played with herself before his eyes, Patty had stripped away the scraps of her pajama panties and dashed down the hall to her room. Once inside, she had leaned against the door until she'd been able to control the shaking of her body. He'll never do that to me again, she had sworn to herself.
Shortly after that, she had heard the front door shut and then the car had started. Tony was off for a few beers, the way he was most nights. Her mother worked from two in the afternoon until ten at night and didn't get home until ten-thirty. Tony usually came in shortly before that. Patty glanced at her watch and saw that there were three hours before either of them would be home.
Taking an overnight bag from her closet, she filled it with clothes.
Once the bag was filled, she moved to the master bedroom. Her mother always had some money hidden away for an emergency that required cash when the banks were closed. Although her mother didn't know it, Patty was aware of the hiding place and quickly extracted the eighty dollars. Within twenty minutes of the time Tony had left the house, Patty was on a bus, heading across the city to the one place she could think of that would offer her refuge.
If her uncle was surprised to see her at his door with a bag in her hand, he didn't let on. "Hey, child, what're' you doing here?" he asked as he let her enter the apartment.
"I got tired of Tony hassling me and left," Patty explained. "I was hoping I could stay here until things got cooled down."
"Sure," her uncle, Larry, agreed. Patty had been certain he would let her stay with him and his current old-lady. She knew he was supposed to be married to this girl, but she wasn't sure and neither was her mother, Larry's sister. It seemed that Larry's ladies changed with regular frequency. Her mother didn't approve of her younger brother's behavior.
Furthermore, Patty knew that Larry didn't like Tony, so he would enjoy making him look bad. "What happened?" Larry asked her as they went into the living room of the apartment.
Patty looked around for Paula, wondering where she was. She'd only met Paula once and didn't want to reveal how Tony had abused and mistreated her while the woman was around. Larry caught her glance and said: "Paula's out walking the dog."
Blushing, Patty recounted what had transpired earlier that evening. All her uncle did was say he could understand why she had left home. "I'll talk to sis in a day or so, tell her what you've just told me and see what she wants to do. I don't blame you for not wanting to go back there if that creep's going to act that way. Sis'll either have to get rid of him, or make arrangements for you to either live somewhere else or go to a boarding school."
"I could live here," Patty was quick to suggest.
"Well, maybe," was all her uncle had answered. Then they had chatted about inconsequential things until Paula had returned with Duke, a German shepherd. The dog immediately took a liking to Patty, much to the amusement of the adults. There was something funny about that, but she still didn't know what it was.
Larry and Paula had been planning to send out for a pizza, so her unexpected arrival hadn't caused any changes in their plans for the evening. They had watched TV until the news was over and then all three of them had retired.
Patty wondered what time it was. Her watch didn't glow in the dark, so she had no way of telling unless she turned on the light and she didn't want to do that. What she wanted to do, what she had to do, was pee.
She swung her legs out of bed and rose to her feet, wondering if she ought to put something on for the trip down the hall to the bath. For the first time in her life, Patty was sleeping nude, because Tony had shredded the only clean pajamas she'd had. No, she decided, it's late enough that they'll be asleep, I'll just go like this.
The hallway was carpeted and she made no noise as she went to the bathroom. Then, as she started back to the spare bedroom, she heard a muffled groan coming from the other room. What was that? she asked herself, turning her head.
The door to the other bedroom was ajar enough for her to see in from where she was standing and there was enough light coming in through the window for her to be aware of what was going on inside the room.
At first, Patty couldn't believe her eyes. She blinked and shook her head, trying to make the scene change. But, it didn't. Paula remained curled over Larry's body, her head bobbing rhythmically up and down over his loins. At first, Patty couldn't understand what the woman was doing. Then it dawned on her: Paula was doing the same thing to Larry that she had been forced to do to Tony. But, Larry wasn't forcing Paula to do it. And, from the way Paula was acting, she was enjoying what she was doing.
Oooooooohhhhhhhhh, the bemused little nymphet thought, how can she stand it? Maybe it's because she loves him, she answered herself. Then she was forced to ask herself if she could do such a thing to a man she loved and she was forced to concede that she probably could: After all, it hadn't been as nasty as she'd imagined it would. Actually, the little redheaded sixteen year old admitted, it wasn't all that bad, particularly when Tony started touching me.
As her eyes adjusted to peering into the dimly lit room, she was aware that Larry had his hand between Paula's legs, that he was sawing his fingers in and out of the woman's cunt. Patty could understand how Paula could suck Larry's cock, if he was giving her those glorious feelings that she had experienced under her stepfather's hand.
Larry was tugging at Paula's hips and she was shifting her position, going up on her knees and elbows. She shuffled around on the bed and then threw one leg across Larry's body. A moment later, he was pulling her body down atop his solidly. Paula just continued to bob her head over the stiff cock of her lover, or husband; Patty hadn't asked her uncle whether he and Paula were married or just living together.
What is he doing? she asked herself. Then, like a bolt of lightning, the answer popped into her mind: He's kissing her cunt!
The very idea made Patty's knees grow weak. Golly, she thought, how could he stand to do it?
It didn't appear to be bothering him. And, hadn't he urged Paula to take the position she was in? He must be enjoying it. The idea raised interesting questions in the sixteen-year-old girl's mind. If it felt good to have her cunt rubbed, wouldn't it feel even better to have it kissed? Golly, she thought, I wonder if anybody'll ever do that to me?
Just thinking about having her pussy kissed made Patty start to feel the same way she had when Roy had been kissing and caressing her. She could feel her breasts start to swell and the nipples were growing stiff. Furthermore, her own pussy was starting to get hot and wet, the way it had earlier when she and Roy had been making out.
Her breathing was becoming shallower, faster. Tremors coursed through the sixteen-year-old girl's body as she watched the two in the bed move against each other. Paula's legs were in the air from the knees and Patty could tell whenever Larry did something that Paula liked, for her feet waved around at those times.
Then Larry's hips rose in the air and stayed there. For a moment, Patty stared without comprehension. Ohhhhhhhh! she suddenly thought, understanding: He's cumming. He's shooting that stuff into her mouth. From the fact that Paula's head remained where it was, covering two-thirds of her uncle's cock, Patty surmised that the older girl was swallowing the hot gobs of semen. I guess it's alright to do it then, she decided. Paula must know enough not to do it if it can hurt you.
I wonder if Larry's stuff tastes different than Tony's? SHE ASKED HERSELF. There was, she realized only one way she would ever find out and she blushed as she realized she was actually wondering if she'd ever get a chance to suck her uncle's cock. Boy, you're getting disgusting, she told herself. But, it didn't help. She was still jealous of Paula's ability, and right, to be involved, sexually, with Larry. Patty didn't know it, but she was horny for the first time in her young life.
Inside the bedroom, Paula was moving, reversing herself on the bed so her feet pointed to the door again. Patty trembled as she gazed at her uncle's cock for the first time. It seemed to her that it was even longer and thicker than Tony's. I wonder if he'd let me play with it the way I did with Roy's? Patty asked herself as she twisted her jaunty breasts harshly while waiting for the couple on the bed to do something more. She was certain they weren't through for the night.
She was right. Paula pressed her mouth to Larry's and he ran his hands over her curvacious body, tweaking her nipples and stroking her cunt again as she caught his still hard cock and stroked it up and down in her hand.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Patty thought, they're going to fuck.
Like most girls her age, she was aware of the terminology of sex; and she was also aware that there were several ways for men and women to join their bodies, although she hadn't been sure exactly how any of them worked. Now. it appeared, she was about to find out one of the ways. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Paula swab her cunt with the head of Larry's cock at a faster rate.
"Do it. do it," Larry moaned against Paula's mouth. She continued to tease him for a moment, then steered his cock back along her pussy.
Patty could tell hen Paula started taking the stiff cock into her body because she could watch it disappear. Down, down, down the older girl lowered her body, until she had completely engulfed the stiff cock. "OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Larry cried.
"Ssssssssshhhhhhhhh," Paula warned him, "you'll wake the kid."
"Forgot about her being here," Larry mumbled. "And you squeeze so nice around my cock."" "Only because it feels so good inside me," Paula retorted. She began scooting her ass up and down his loins, sliding his big cock in and out of her pussy. Her breasts were still caressing Larry's chest and he was kneading the ample flesh of her ass. Paula was an abundantly endowed young lady, but she wasn't fat. She was taller than Larry, who was about 5'10" in height, and proportioned accordingly. Her breasts were massive and her hips were wide, while her legs were on the stocky side. Still, she was a sexy-looking woman. Even Patty, who rarely gave much thought to other women, had to admit that.
Her knees started getting weak and she sank to a crouched position. It was wrong of her, she knew, to be watching Larry and Paula as they fucked, but she couldn't tear herself away. There was so much about sex that she didn't know that she could pass up an opportunity to learn.
Her own pussy was wet and itching and the trembling little nymphet supported herself on one straightened arm while she reached back with the other and commenced to massage her pussy.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, it feels soooo goooooood, she thought as she ran her fingers up and down the length of her sparsely-haired cunt. It feels better than anything I've ever felt.
CHAPTER FOUR
In the bedroom, Paula was pushing herself up. Once her arms were straight, she leaned forward, dangling one of her breasts over Larry's mouth. Even from the hallway, Patty could hear as he sucked at the spiked end of the breast. Golly, the bemused little redhead thought, I wonder what it feels like to have your titties sucked on?
As the idea fixed itself in her mind, Patty rolled her stiffened nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Golly, it feels good, the pubescent girl-child thought. While she had hated the way Tony had treated her, she had to admit that he, as well as Roy, had taught her the most interesting things about her body. I can't wait until I find somebody else that wants to teach me sexy things, the girl thought as she rolled and tugged her erect nipples.
Her breasts felt firmer, fuller, than they had when she'd first put her hands on them, only minutes ago. And, the heat and itching between her thighs was growing stronger. Unconsciously, Patty's hips began to undulate back and forth as she knelt on the rug and watched the amorous couple in the dimly lit room.
Paula had removed her breast from Larry's mouth and straightened herself over him. Now, as Patty watched, she started lifting and lowering herself over the towering spear of his hard cock. The horny little girl watched with growing delight as the older girl pumped her ample ass up and down over Larry's loins, his slickened cock appearing and then vanishing into the maw of her cunt.
Again, Patty dug her trembling fingers into the flesh of her legs. This time, when she moved her hands, she didn't return them to her aching breasts however. Instead, she slid her hands up her thighs until they met the sparse thicket of hair that surmounted her cunt.
Tentatively, Patty dug her fingers into the juicy slit of her hot pussy. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt a burst of sensation explode deep in her belly, and she had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning aloud, so pleasurable was the touch.
With one hand, she spread the swollen lips of her pussy, amazed at how sensitive they were. Before, the only times Patty had touched her cunt had been to wipe herself after peeing. This was something entirely different. Even as naive as Patty was, she realized that.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, golly, golly! Patty thought as she brushed her fingertip across the sensitive bud of her clitoris again. Nothing in her life had ever felt so good nothing. Why didn't I know about this before? she asked herself as she continued to frig her pussy.
Her hips were moving in a steady rhythm of their own volition. To and fro they moved, duplicating the motion of fucking, although the sixteen-year-old redhead didn't know that. All she knew was she couldn't keep her hips still and that each time she touched herself in that certain spot, her hips snapped forward.
Patty soon found that she could use the fingers on one hand to both hold her pussy lips apart and frig herself, making it unnecessary for her to keep both hands at her cunt. She lifted the other hand and seized one of her aching breasts squeezing it forcefully.
Each time she touched her throbbing clitoris, the desire to cry out her pleasure grew stronger. The nubile little girl grabbed a large hunk of her hair and stuffed it into her mouth to muffle any sound that might escape from her throat unchecked. No matter what happened, she didn't want the couple on the bed to become aware that she was kneeling in the darkened hall, watching them as Paula rode her pussy up and down over Larry's rampant cock.
Even from the hall, Patty could hear the squishy sounds that the older girl's cunt made as it rose and fell around the towering cock. Her breathing was growing ever faster and shallower, but Patty wasn't aware of that.
Inside the bedroom, Larry shifted one of his hands from Paula's jouncing breasts to her fleshy ass. His fingers delved into the deep rear cleavage and Paula as she felt him begin to tease her asshole. "Ohhhhhhhhh, you bastard," she groaned lovingly, "stick that finger up my ass."
The words reached Patty and she recoiled slightly, remembering the enema she had been given only hours earlier. Then, she recalled how exciting it had felt when the nozzle had been forced into her butt. Maybe penetration that wasn't followed by all that hov water would not be all that bad, she decided. She shifted the hand from her breast and let her fingers pry the taut cheeks of her ass apart. Slowly, she caressed the crack of her ass, then reached the puckered rosette of her asshole and let the exploring finger linger.
After a moment, Patty began to press her finger forward. For a brief moment, there was resistance; then the finger slid into her bowels. Her body shuddered convulsively and her head reeled from the sudden onslaught of pleasure that swept over her nerves. Gollllleeeeeeeeeeeeee, the bemused little nymphet thought as she eased the finger in her ass, back, then pushed it forward again.
Slowly, she finger fucked her asshole while rubbing her middle finger across her clitoris. Her hips moved faster and faster and she was soon riding the finger into her asshole with increased speed.
"Uhhh!" Paula cried, her body trembling over Larry's hips. Patty, instinctively, realized that the older girl was cumming. Are they going to stop? she asked herself.
No. Even as Paula shuddered and collapsed over her man's body, he was wrapping his arms and legs with hers and rolling, taking her under him until she was flat on her back. Her long legs rose in the air and flailed helplessly as he started ramming his big cock into her steaming cunt.
Patty drove her fingers harder against the swollen nub of her clitoris. Her own pert little breasts were bouncing up and down as her body writhed uncontrollably. Golly, golly, I can hardly wait until somebody fucks me, the horny little girl-child thought.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Patty thought as she commenced to saw the finger in her tight little pussy back and forth. The thrill of having her body penetrated at two places was almost overwhelming.
Still, the sensations she was producing in herself were nothing to those she received next. As she continued to frig her cunt and asshole, Patty decided she could perform both operations with one hand and have another free to resume fondling her breasts.
Patty scissored the two fingers in her pussy, shivering as she stretched the walls of her vaginal passage. God, she thought, I don't know whether I'd have been able to stand it if Tony had made me feel this good. If he'd felt me up like this and not stuck all that hot water up my ass, I might even have let him fuck me. Not that she could have prevented Tony from taking her cherry if he had decided to do so; tied the way she had been, she would just have had to allow him to do whatever he'd wanted. But, if he had merely fondled her and then fucked her, without giving her the enema; she probably wouldn't have run away. She probably would've waited to see what else he had in mind doing to her. If he had merely fondled and fucked her without tying her up, she would have stayed.
She cupped her free hand under one of her small breasts and began brushing her thumb across the spikey nipple as she worked the fingers about in her cunt and asshole. God, she thought, I hope I don't have to wait a long time before I get fucked for real.
Patty's lithe little body was shaking harder each time she moved her fingers in, or on, herself. The nubile little redhead was amazed at just how much sensation she was capable of enduring. Each time she thought she wouldn't be able to take another jolt of pleasurable thrills, she found out that she could stand more than she had suspected.
Her body shuddered harder than it had before and her senses reeled as her breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she couldn't think, couldn't feel; there was nothing but a dull red light in her head and a feeling in her body, particularly in her cunt, that was indescribable. So intense was the thrill of her cumming that Patty slumped forward and extended the arm that had been on her breasts to support herself. Almost mindlessly, she continued to drive the fingers into her pussy and asshole.
In the bedroom, Larry pulled his massive cock out of Paula's cunt and rocked back until he was sitting on his heels. He caught Paula's legs and bent them back over her body, until her toes were resting on the mattress next to her head.
Pushing his thumb into the voluptuous blonde's asshole, and driving a couple of fingers into her gushing cunt, Larry leaned forward and started to suck at her engorged mons veneris and the hot, swollen bud of her clitoris.
" A AA A AA A A A A A A A AHHH H H H H H!" HHHHHHHH!" Paula moaned. Quickly, she pressed her hand over her mouth to prevent a repetition of the cry from escaping, for she had remembered that Patty was, she supposed, sleeping across the hall.
Patty could actually hear the sucking of her uncle against his girlfriend's cunt. The sound filled her tender young ears and added to the lustfulness that was infecting her. Patty chewed on the tresses she had stuffed in her mouth and drove her fingers faster and more lasciviously into her cunt and asshole as she dug the fingers of her other hand into the resilient flesh of her pert, lemon-sized breasts.
On the bed, Larry pulled the fingers from Paula's steaming hole and worked them into her asshole as he thrust his tongue into the wet maw of the girl's pussy. Paula writhed and squirmed under the ferocious onslaught of her lover's mouth and fingers. He was getting her super-turned-on and Paula knew why. But just thinking about what Larry was going to be doing to her in a matter of moments was enough to excite the voluptuous blonde.
He levered himself over her and Paula moaned with delighted anticipation as she felt the slick head of his cock nudge between the plump cheeks of her ass. "Yyyyyeeeeesssssssssssss," she hissed. "Yyyyyyyeeeeesssssssssss! Put it up my ass."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the voyeuristic little redhead said to herself as she heard what Paula was asking for. How can she stand it, being so wicked? Still, the idea of getting fucked in the ass excited Patty just as much as it had excited Paula. The nubile little sixteen-year-old girl drove the finger in her ass even deeper into her bowels and wiggled it about frantically.
Larry had sunk half of his broad cock into Paula's asshole and was humping the bloated glans further and further into her writhing body. From past experience, he knew he'd be able to run all of his cock into Paula's plump ass without her voicing any objection.
He ground his loins against hers as he fucked her harder and faster, making slapping sounds as his flat belly came into violent contact with Paula's fleshy ass. Her mouth was greedy against his and she was dueling her tongue with the thick invader he thrust back and forth in and out of her mouth.
Behind him, in the hall, Patty was grinding the heel of her hand "against the engorged lips of her cunt and against the erect nubbin of her clitoris. The dull red light was spreading inside her mind and she was shaking like a leaf.
"Larry, Larry," Paula moaned under her lover's mouth as she felt his cock swelling in her bowels, "Ohhhhhhhhh, come on, baby, cum in me. Cum in my ass."
Larry's pile-driving hips slammed against her once more and he froze, jetting his hot semen into her asshole.
"UUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!" he growled as he shuddered and spurted more cum into Paula's bottom.
Realizing that Larry was cumming was enough to trigger Patty. Unmindful of the nearness of the lewd couple, she creamed in delight as she slid forward into a crumpled heap on the thick carpet. On the bed, both Larry and Paula sprang to a position of awareness. "What the hell was that?" Larry asked, bewildered.
"It sounded like somebody was cumming," Paula mused aloud. "Somebody in the hall."
They looked at each other and thought the same thing: Patty! With a sigh, they slid from the bed and crossed the room. When Larry flicked on the light, they discovered that their suspicions had been well-founded. The sixteen-year-old girl was still curled in a heap at the door. "I wonder how long she'd been out here?" Larry mused aloud.
"Long enough to bring herself off three or four times," Paula answered. He turned and gave her a funny look. "Look," she explained, "even if she didn't know anything, one cum wouldn't be enough to make her pass out like this." Patty was still unconscious.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Larry conceded. He bent and lifted the unconscious girl in his arms, then carried her across the hall and lowered her to the bed she had been sleeping in earlier. Once she was reposed, he stepped aside to let the light play across her unconcealed form. "I'll be damned," he muttered. "I didn't think the kid was that sexy."
Paula brushed past him with a damp washcloth. She cleaned the cuntal fluids from Patty's thighs and pussy, then lifted her hand to wash the fingers that had been in her.
Larry had noticed how Paula's hands had lingered at Patty's cunt and he grinned at his mistress as he drew her from the room. "Don't worry.", he suggested as he ran his hand over the tall blonde's ass, "I think you'll get your chance with Patty."
"You're planning on getting yours, aren't you?" Paula retorted.
"Now I am," Larry admitted. "I hadn't made up my mind before now. But yeah, I'm planning on getting next to her. And, just as soon as possible." He dug his fingers into the pliant flesh of the voluptuous girl's ass as they reached their bed. "Did you dig how young she looks?" he asked, as he stretched out on the bed.
"Yeah," Paula agreed. "And, I can bet I know what you've got in mind."
"Right now, what I have in mind is screwing again," Larry said. He pulled her into his arms and they kissed hungrily as they began caressing each other. Before long, he was rolling into the saddle of her loins and thrusting his massive cock into her cunt. But, although they pleased each other, both were thinking of Patty and the future, rather than of the person they were fucking and the present.
CHAPTER FIVE
Patty came awake bewildered. Where am I? she thought. Then she remembered all that happened the day before and blushed. And, when she recalled what had happened the previous night, she really blushed; for, she realized that, since she was in bed, she must have been carried there. How horrible, she told herself, for Larry and Paula to see me naked in the hall after I fainted. I ... I wonder if I still had my fingers in myself?
Experimentally, Patty lifted her hand and sniffed at her fingers. There was no telltale residue and she realized that either Larry or Paula must have cleaned her up after she'd been put back to bed.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, she moaned to herself as the full impact of her memory sank home. They know I was watching them fuck! I'll bet neither Larry nor Paula will ever speak to me again.
Just then, to prove her wrong, Paula pushed open the door and said cheerfully: "Are you going to sleep all day? Or could you like some coffee and hot doughnuts?"
Hot doughnuts?" Patty exclaimed. "Where'd you get them?" They were such a favorite of hers that she leaped from the bed, unmindful of the fact that she was naked. It was only after she was standing before the older girl that it struck her and she moved her hands as if to shield herself before she remembered that it was too late, that this was probably the second time that Paula had seen her naked. In her mind, she refused to recognize the fact that Larry would have needed no assistance in returning her to the bed, or in cleaning her body of the juices she had caused her cunt to leak through her frigging of herself.
Because Patty was wearing a halter and cut-offs, Patty got into a similar outfit. There was a disquieting something nagging her that she couldn't put her finger on. It was only as she started toward the kitchen that she realized what it was: For the first time in her life, she was skipping school. Well, it was the first time she'd ever run away from home, too. Remembering that made skipping school seem less important.
"Do you know if Larry called my mom?" Patty asked as she entered the kitchen.
Paula shook her head. "No. He wanted to wait a couple of days to let her worry about where you were...." It was obvious that there was something more that Paula could've added, but that she'd refrained from mentioning it. Patty started to ask what it was, but the older girl slid a plate of doughnuts before her and asked how she liked her coffee. Patty got too involved in eating to inquire why else Larry hadn't called her mother.
"Are you and Larry married?" Patty asked Paula, when she'd had five doughnuts and managed, although just barely, to refrain from taking another.
"Not with a preacher and all that," Paula admitted. "We feel good when we're together, so we stay together. But, either of us can go off with somebody else any time we want and the other won't get upset."
"Oh!" Patty said. Well, it doesn't matter, she told herself, I still think she's nice.
"What'd you do before you met Larry?" she asked, succumbing to the temptation of another doughnut.
"Lived out in the country on a farm. I came to town to get a job and stay with a couple of friends. But, they'd changed and I didn't like the people they were hanging around with," Paula said. "I met Larry and decided I liked him better than my old friends, so I moved in with him when he asked me to. I haven't regretted it a bit," she added. As before, when she'd been discussing her relationship with Larry, Paula seemed to be saying more than her words conveyed, but Patty couldn't catch what the undertone was supposed to be telling her.
"Larry is a great guy, isn't he?" Patty murmured.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," Paula agreed.
There was silence for a few moments, with both girls deep in their own thoughts. Then Patty asked: "How old do you have to be before you can start fucking?"
"Old enough to want to," Paula answered, without hesitation. "Old enough to know what fucking is and want to try it."
"Oh," Patty replied. I guess I'm old enough then, she thought.
"Why?" Paula queried. "Are you thinking of doing rather than watching?" "Wha ... what do you mean?" Patty stammered, trying to pretend she was more innocent than she was.
"Oh, come on, Patty," Paula protested. "I know what you were doing out in the hall last night." She winked at the youngster. "You were playing with yourself while you were watching Larry and me."
Paula shook her head. "It wasn't the first time somebody's seen me screwing," she said. "Wasn't the first time somebody's watched Larry either."
"In fact," she continued, "the first time I ever saw Larry, he was screwing another girl. I looked at him and decided that I wanted him to fuck me, too. So, I waited until he'd finished with the girl he was fucking and offered myself to him. He decided that he wanted to fuck me, so we did it."
The audacity of the idea alarmed Patty, but the prospect appealed to her. Her uncle was a formidable looking man, not exactly handsome, but strong, with regular features and a ready smile. He reminded her of the type of man who played the hero's best friend in movies, or the type who played the guy who was a villain until the last and who died after performing some noble deed to make up for all his wrong-doing. It would be very exciting to lie beneath him and have him pump his cock into her tight cunt, more exciting than it would be to fuck anybody else that she knew. And that included Roy Williams.
Still, he was her uncle; she wasn't supposed to want to fuck him, much less think about actually letting him do it to her. It was wrong for girls to fuck their uncles, it had to be.
"Before I moved in with Larry," Paula said, reminiscing, "I used to work a live sex-show. I get off on having somebody or myself watch when I'm doing something sexy, either with somebody or to myself."
"Want me to do the act for you?" Patty offered. Without waiting for Patty to answer, she rose and unfastened her cut-offs, then pushed them and her panties to her feet and kicked them off. Seating herself on the table, she reached behind her back and undid her halter as she let her thighs fall away from each other to the utmost.
Patty got her first good look at the other girl's pussy. It was thickly covered with blonde hair and the lips were a dark red, with the interior only slightly paler. Paula's clitoris was a prominent bud and Patty wondered if it was naturally oversized or if what she was getting ready to do had excited the blonde enough that it had swollen.
As she spoke, Paula lifted her hands and swept the halter away from her large breasts. She cupped the full mounds in her hands and brushed her thumbs across the nipples, making them stir and commence to swell. "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!" she moaned. As an aside, she told Patty: "There was a mike above us and speakers in the rooms where the customers were and we had to make a lot of noise, moaning and talking about how we wished there was a man around."
Slowly, Paula commenced to manipulate her breasts about, squeezing and twisting the heavy mounds as she moaned: "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I wish I had somebody here to kiss my titties."
By lifting one of her breasts and ducking her head, Paula was able to run her extended tongue over her own nipple. Patty could hardly believe it. I wonder what it's like to have great big tits like that? she asked herself as her eyes dropped to the small mounds hidden under her halter. It was something she would never know for her mother was small breasted and Patty was sure her breasts would never be more than adequate.
Paula was licking the end of her other breast and her belly was rippling somewhat as she commenced to stroke her spread thighs. All she was doing was massaging her legs with her fingertips, but it was having an effect on her. Patty could actually smell the odor of the juices that were starting to dampen Paula's cunt.
As she worked one hand against her breasts and the other upon her thighs, making sure that her hand didn't obscure her cunt, Paula continued to make erotic noises. Actually, she had performed the act so many times that she could do it without conscious thought and, while she was presenting the act before Patty's widened eyes, she was actually thinking of other things, such as her earlier life.
Paula had been fifteen when she'd run away from home and she had been fairly innocent. Her innocence hadn't lasted long; she had surrendered her virginity to the guy that had been giving her a ride and hadn't regretted it all. In fact, she had loved fucking as soon as she'd been initiated into it. If she hadn't landed a job doing sex-shows, she probably would have become a hooker. Paula envied whores for getting paid to screw.
Curling all but her middle-finger under her hand, Paula rested the fist against her engorged mons veneris and commenced nudging her erect clitoris with the end of the middle finger. "OOOOOOOOOOOHH!" she squealed passionately, "I wish there was a man around to love me up, I'm soooooooo horny."
Faster and faster, Paula worked her fingertips against her hot, swollen clitoris. In her mind, she was reliving another of her favorite fantasies: She was held, naked, against the ground and man after man was lowering himself to her writhing body and thrusting his hard cock into her well-lubricated cunt, then fucking her until she came, only to be replaced by another man who repeated the performance. At one time, Paula had been so interested in learning how many times she could cum in one period that she had considered finding a motorcycle gang that would let her pull a train for them, as the bikers called it when one girl took on the entire membership of the club. However, one of the girls that Paula had been sharing an apartment with at the time had persuaded her that it would be safer for her to use a vibrator to test her capacity. Paula had cum over seventy times before the experiment had had to be curtailed because she'd had to go to work.
She shifted her hand and worked her finger against her clitoris from another angle. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" she sighed, deep in her throat, "it feels sooooo gooooooo!"
Lifting her thighs from the table, Paula pushed a finger into her cunt and another into her asshole. That always got the customers excited, seeing a girl finger her asshole. There had been a lot of customers who had tried to find out about her after seeing her masturbate before them. Paula wouldn't have minded getting together with them, but the management wouldn't allow if for fear that it would be too blatant a move. Of course, the same people owned a massage parlor right down the street that got a lot of men who hadn't been satisfied with what they could do to themselves in the tiny cubicles that surrounded the show-rooms; so. maybe the owners hadn't wanted to cut into their profits by making it possible for the customers and the performers to get together.
Patty wanted to tear her eyes away from the lewd spectacle but couldn't. All she could do was watch and remember how great it had been when her own pussy had been fondled. Unconsciously, she pressed her coltish thighs together and squirmed in her chair, rubbing her cunt against the shifting cloth of her cut-offs. Inside her halter, her breasts were beginning to swell and the nipples were excited by the contact with the cloth that covered them.
Paula noticed the younger girl's growing excitement and smiled to herself. This is going to be easy, she thought. The idea pleased her more than she wanted to admit, for there were aspects to her personality that disturbed her. Still, those aspects were part of her nature and Paula had learned that it was better to appease that part of her nature than it was to deny it. When she had, in the past, failed to give in to the hungers within her. it had left her out of sorts for days on end.
"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," Paula moaned as she sawed the two fingers in and out of her body faster and harder. Unconsciously, Patty rubbed her thighs together with more strength, more pressure, as she watched Paula's lewd exhibition. Patty's action only served to intensify the itching in her cunt.
As if she were reading Patty's mind, Paula explained: "I like doing it when people are watching me, remember? I guess you can tell that by now. I like it a whole lot when I know they're watching me." The last was an obvious reference to Patty's nocturnal peeking. But, before the sixteen year old could apologize, Paula went on: "I even let some people take movies of me and a guy fucking. That was a gas. And, I got paid for it," she added, making it apparent that the money was of small importance.
"Wha ... what kind of a movie was that? Patty asked in her innocence, Her head was reeling: Paula looked so normal, but Patty couldn't imagine anybody who really was normal enjoying having somebody watch them as they frigged themselves or screwed, much less allowing someone to film it.
"A loop," Paula explained. "In it, I was out in this garden and I started feeling myself up, then this guy came along and he played with me for a while and then we screwed."
"What's a loop?" Patty asked.
"An eight-millimeter film that's hooked together so it'll show over and over again without anyobdy touching the machine. Have you ever seen those places that have what they call mini-movies? You know, those adult bookstores. Well, you put in a quarter and get to see part of the film. If you want to see more, you have to put more quarters in the machine. That was the kind of movie I was in. I hope lots of people saw it." She was still running her fingers in and out of her cunt and asshole, still rubbing the ball of her thumb against her swollen clit.
OH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Paula moaned. A red flush spread from her loins over her body and she was trembling harder. The aroma of aroused cunt became stronger in Patty's nostrils and she knew that Paula had just made herself cum.
Golly, she thought, golly.
CHAPTER SIX
Patty tried to pull her eyes away from the soggy maw of Paula's cunt as the girl let her hand drop away. She found she couldn't. She tried to push herself to her feet so she could flee the room, but her muscles were watery and all she could do was sit there, her breathing loud in her ears, desire pounding at her body so intensely it was like someone was beating her with a sledgehammer.
She moaned involuntarily. Her cunt felt as if it were on fire. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, the bemused sixteen year old thought, I can't stand it any longer, I've got to touch myself and make this stop. Again she tried to push herself to her feet. This time she was successful and she staggered toward the door to the kitchen, her steps unsteady and her breathing erratic.
She was stumbling, her eyes unfocused. Her hands flailed at the air. All she could think of was to reach the privacy of the bedroom she was using so she could divest herself of clothing and stroke her aching flesh until the awful hunger in it abated.
"Patty!"
The voice reached her faintly, but the strength of it caused her to stop, one hand clutching the back of a couch for support. A second later Paula was standing behind her. "Where are you going?" the older girl asked.
"I ... I...." she couldn't speak, her throat was too dry. All she could think of was the raging hunger in her body.
"You're just super-turned-on, aren't you?" Paula asked, in a gentle voice, one of her hands resting on Patty's shoulder. The younger girl could only nod.
"Poor baby," Paula murmured, brushing her fingers across Patty's flushed face. "But why are you running off? Why don't you just let me help you?"
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Patty moaned, unable to do anything else. She wanted to do as Paula suggested, without really knowing what it was that the older girl was suggesting, but something held her back. It's not supposed to be like that, she told herself. It's wrong.
"Here," Paula murmured. "Let me make you more comfortable." Her fingers undid the knots that held the halter against her immature breasts. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm, you are turned- on, aren't you?" the older girl whispered as she looked down over the girl-child's body and saw her stiffened nipples.
All Patty could do was hide her face behind the curtain of her hair. Paula caught her by the shoulders and turned her. Patty had no will to resist as Paula opened the cut-offs and pushed them and her panties down her hips, until they fell in a heap at her feet. Under the older girl's urging, she stepped out of them and let Paula arrange her unresisting body on the couch. One of her legs was along it, the other was extended out, bent at the knee, the toes resting on the soft rug.
For a moment, Paula stayed bent over her supine form, her eyes seeming to devour her. Patty turned her head away, unable to look at the other girl. Ohhhhhhhhhhh, she thought, I'm so wicked, so wicked. How could I wonder what it would be like to have her kissing my titties? How could I be wondering what it'd be like to kiss hers?
"I know what you need," Paula whispered to the embarrassed little nymphet. Give it to me then, Patty wanted to plead. But her throat was still too dry for her to speak, all she could do was make rasping sounds as she curled her fingers into tight fists.
Paula shifted her position, sinking to her knees as she moved to begin caressing the bemused girl-child's cunt.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," Patty moaned as she felt a finger press against her throbbing clit. "What are you doing? she managed to gasp, turning her head to look directly at Paula.
"Didn't you ever have a girl friend you used to fool around with?" Paula asked as her finger continued to probe within the gaped folds of Patty's cunt. "Somebody you used to compare titty size with, or check to see who had the most hair on their pussy?"
"Noooooooo," Patty moaned, turning her head away. Now that she was beginning to understand what Paula was proposing to do, she couldn't decide who was the more depraved: Paula for being willing to perform the act, or her for allowing it to be performed.
She wanted to beg Paula to stop before it was too late, but she couldn't find her voice. All she could do was lie there, blushing furiously, as Paula stroked her rapidly dampening cunt.
Her chin was cupped in Paula's fingers and her head was turned. "Look at me," Paula whispered. Obediently, Patty forced her eyes open. Paula's face was hovering over hers, so close that Patty had to blink. "Isn't it better this way?" Paula murmured. "Isn't this better than using your own fingers?"
She had to nod agreement. Paula seemed to know just how to touch her, just how much pressure to use. Her trim little ass was already squirming on the leather of the couch as the older girl toyed with the swollen bud of her clitoris.
"Isn't this nice?" Paula whispered. "When I was a kid, I used to just love rolling around like this with one of my girl friends."
Patty had never had any Close friends. She had been embarrassed to bring kids to the house for her stepfather was apt to wander around in his underwear, drinking beer and Patty hadn't wanted anybody to see how gross he was. Before that, she hadn't been able to have friends in because her father had been dying and the noise of healthy children at play would have upset him. Between the time her father had died and her mother had remarried, Patty hadn't felt much like having a friend.
"Would you like it to be even better?" Paula whispered.
Again, Patty nodded, although she had no idea how it could get better. But, if there was anything that would increase the heavenly sensations she was receiving, she wanted to know about it.
To her surprise, Paula leaned forward and pressed her lips to hers. For a moment, Patty was shocked. Girls weren't supposed to kiss each other, it was contrary to everything she had ever learned. But, when Paula's tongue started working across her trembling lips, Patty had to admit that, wrong or not, it was making what was being done to her even better.
Of their own volition, her arms rose and slid around Paula's naked back. She let one hand roam up and down the curve of the older girl's bowed body, while her other hand tangled itself in Paula's short, blonde hair and they pressed their lips together with greater force. Paula licked at her lips until Patty let them part. She remembered how Roy had put his tongue into her mouth and wondered if Paula was going to do the same.
When Paula only continued to run her tongue tip over her lips, the trembling little girl-child mustered all the courage she could and pushed her own tongue forward until it touched the older girl's. An electric thrill coursed through her and she shuddered under the kiss. Ohhhhh. Patty thought. I'll never be able to look her in the face again. And, what would Larry think if he came in right now and saw us like this? I bet he'd think I was just terrible. Still, she made no move to evade the kiss. Indeed, she let her tongue push even further from her mouth, until she was licking at the darting spear of Paula's tongue. Paula began withdrawing her tongue back into her own mouth and Patty's tongue, almost as if had a mind of its own, followed it until it was deep in the other girl's mouth.
Then Paula closed her mouth, trapping Patty's tongue. A snort of pleasure escaped from the pubescent little redhead as the blonde commenced to suck at the slim tongue she had teased into her mouth. As she did so, Patty let the arm encircling her go even tighter. Paula's dangling breasts brushed against Patty's and she gave another snort of delight. Golly, golly, the bemused nymphet thought, I had no idea it could be like this.
Her head was spinning under the onslaught of sensation. Golly, she thought again, as her breasts slithered under Paula's larger mounds.
Their nipples touched and Patty hissed with delight. The foot that had been on the floor rose and rested on the edge of the couch, making it easier for the blonde girl to rub along the full length of her pussy. Patty slipped her tongue about in Paula's mouth and wiggled her shoulders, making her breasts move against the other girl's.
Paula released her tongue and pushed it backward, thrusting her own heated tongue after it. As she delved her tongue into Patty's mouth, she shifted her hand from the younger girl's shoulder, easing it down until it was cupped over one of the nubile teenager's pert breasts. Patty gulped, but only from delight.
Nooooo, she thought, as the full impact of the move struck her. Girls aren't supposed to play with each other's tits. Still, girls weren't supposed to touch each other's cunts either. Patty knew she could no more move Paula's hand from her breast than she could from her pussy.
The nineteen-year-old blonde's hand was flexing against Patty's breast and she shivered as she feet her nipple growing even longer. Both of her nipples were growing; The next time Patty wiggled, one of Paula's breasts slipped down from her torso and rested against the little girl's ribs. Almost without a thought, Patty found her hand closed around the end of the big breast. Ohhhhh. she thought, as she commenced to work her fingers against the pliant flesh. She could feel Paula's rock-hard nipple stir against her palm and the action made her stomach ripple.
"Mmmmmm, baby, I just knew you were a passionate little thing,'" Paula murmured, moving her lips across Patty's face. The nubile little redhead moaned with pleasure as the older girl began restricting her attention to a pointy nipple.
She rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, then tugged on the rubbery spike. Patty devoted her own digital attention to the older girl's nipple and they each caressed each other like that for several minutes.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't keep her trim little ass from squirming. Paula was licking at her ear in a way that was causing sensation after sensation to flow across her already taut nerves. "OOOOOOH!" she gasped. "PAAAUUULLLAAA!"
Immediately, the older girl shifted. She closed a hand around the lemon-sized breast she had been ignoring and ducked her head to fasten her lips on the nipple she had just been teasing.
Ohhhhh, Patty thought, this is so wicked. I really ought to make her stop. Instead, she continued to work her fingers against the breast of the older girl, twisting and kneading the resilient flesh as she ran her other fingers over Paula's face, stroking gently as the blonde set her tongue to working on her breast.
Paula's tongue flicked against the stiffened nipple and Patty let a sigh of contentment escape from her parched mouth. When she'd been kissing Paula, her mouth had seemed full of saliva, now it was as dry as it had been before Paula had undressed her.
Her ass was rocking back and forth by then and she shook harder as Paula opened her mouth and took all of her small breast into it. As the older girl commenced to lash her tongue across the hard nipple and grind her teeth, lightly, at the base of the lemon-sized breast. Patty dug her fingers into Paula's breast and sighed with pleasure.
I shouldn't be liking this so much, I know, Patty told herself, but I can't help it, it feels so good. She shifted her other hand and commenced caressing Paula's free breast.
When she did that, Paula began stroking the breast that wasn't covered by her hot, wet mouth. "Oooohh!" Patty hissed, tightening her grip on Paula's fleshy breast.
"You like it, huh, baby?" Paula asked, lifting her head and grinning at the distraught teenager. Patty tried tm speak, but couldn't; all she could do was nod energetically. It's wicked to like it so much, I know, the barely pubescent little redhead told herself, but I can't help it, I do like it.
"Want to suck one of my tits for a while?" Paula murmured.
Nooooo, Patty's mind shrieked. But her body said otherwise. Even as Paula was making the suggestion, Patty was tugging at one of her big breasts , directing the end of it toward her mouth.
Paula shifted and used her elbow to prop herself in the air over the writhing sixteen year old. As soon as she was able, Patty popped the stiffened nipple into her mouth and sucked lewdly on it.
Patty felt Paula's hand moving at her cunt. Now what's she going to do? the horny teenager asked herself as she circled her tonguetip around the puffy nipple of the other girl's breast.
She didn't have to wait long for an answer. Paula ran her fingers down the slick furrow of Patty's cunt. "AAAAAH!" Patty circled around the breast in her mouth as Paula pushed two fingers into the dilated opening of her cunt. The thrill was so overpowering that her ass rose in the air and hung there.
Opening her mouth wide, Patty drew more of the pliant breast in. "Goooddddd," Paula moaned as Patty began chewing lightly at her soft breast. She withdrew her hand from Patty's cunt and caught one of the younger girl's hands in it, then directed that hand to her own heated cunt.
For a moment, Patty froze. Nothing she'd done so far had prepared her to fondle Paula's pussy. After all, she'd only played with her own cunt twice in her life. But, before she could move her hand away from the soggy pussy, Paula's fingers were back in her cunt and the nubile little redhead was lost.
Hesitantly, Patty began moving her hand against the bloated lips of the blonde's cunt. Paula sighed lasciviously and drove her fingers into Patty's cunt with greater force. Both of them were writhing and squirming against each other and Patty had never felt so delightful in her short life. It can't get any better than this, she proclaimed to herself, not unless somebody was fucking me.
Then, she found out she was wrong. Paula swung between her trembling thighs. Reaching down, she caught the backs of Patty's thighs and lifted. The younger girl understood what Paula wanted and raised her knees in the air until her heels were against her squirming ass.
"OOOOHH!" Patty squealed as her new position brought her hot cunt against Paula's. The voluptuous blonde began to move her hips about, rubbing her cunt against Patty's. Within seconds, Patty was squirming just as lewdly under Paula. Their mouths met and they kissed, their tongues flicking from one mouth to the other and back again as they slithered their hands up and down each other's sides.
They rocked and squirmed against each other, licking at each other's tongues and lips as they rubbed breasts and cunts against each other's. Patty worked her hands lower on Paula's abundant body and sank her fingers into the pliant flesh of the older girl's ass, pressing her swampy cunt tighter to her own.
Her clitoris and Paula's came into contact and they ground their loins together frantically, strumming each other's clitoris with their own. This is almost like fucking, Patty thought, as she kneaded the resilient flesh of Paula's writhing ass.
Paula wedged a hand between them and closed it over one of Patty's pert little breasts. The other hand trailed down the writhing teenager's side and wormed its way under her squirming ass. What is she going to do? Patty asked herself.
What she did was work her hand further under their writhing bodies, into the crack of Patty's ass. Then one of her fingertips was against the crinkled rosette of the sixteen-year-old girl's asshole. Slowly, Paula rubbed the puckered opening.
"MMMMM," Patty murmured against her lover's kiss. Paula was encouraged by the sound and pressed her finger harder against the anal opening. For a moment, there was resistance, then the slim digit began sinking into the tight hole. "Ooooooh," Patty sighed. The older girl pushed her finger deep into Patty's ass, wiggling it from side to side as it ventured inward. Patty's slender hips moved at a more feverish pace as Paula frigged her ass.
"Do mine, too" Paula moaned against Patty's open mouth. The nubile little redhead was too far gone to argue. She merely shifted her hand and thrust a finger into the older girl's butt. Lewdly, they fucked each other's asshole with a finger as they ground their soppy cunts together and swapped tongues from mouth to mouth.
Patty's heels massaged the backs of Paula's knees and her legs clamped tighter to the other girl's hips. This is great, just great, Patty thought as she felt the sensations building up within her. Her ability to think was diminishing as her mind started fogging over with the red light that had caused her to pass out the night before. "Ohhhhh," she sighed against Paula's mouth.
Her nostrils were flared and her eyes showed mostly white when Paula lifted her head. To the experienced girl, there was no doubt that Patty was on the verge of cumming. Grinning, Paula maneuvered herself until she could fasten her lips on one of the erected nipples of the girl's heaving breasts.
Patty squealed as Paula sucked. "HHIIIEEEEE! A A AHHHHH! HIIIEEEEE!" she cried, her legs straightening and her feet kicking in the air as. she started cumming. She arched her back and forced more of her breast into Paula's mouth.
The sixteen-year-old redhead's ass was bouncing up and down against Paula's hand as the voluptuous blonde rose to her elbows and knees. Her tongue swirled around the entire mound of Patty's breast, crossed the cleavage and laved the other breast too. Slowly, tantalizingly, Paula worked her mouth over Patty's rippling belly.
"OOOOH!" Patty squealed as Paula's tongue delved into her navel. I never knew I was sensitive there, she thought, before remembering that she was sensitive a lot of places she hadn't expected to be.
Paula didn't remain licking at Patty's navel for long. Her hot mouth worked lower on the younger girl's belly, nipping and sucking at the smooth flesh in a way that soon had the little redhead's head lolling from side to side.
"OHHHHH! NOOO! She's not, Patty suddenly thought, she couldn't be. I saw her fuck Larry, why would she be going to lick my pussy. Only dykes do that. The concept of bisexuality hadn't occurred to her; in her mind, women who liked sex with men didn't like it with women, and vice versa.
As the voluptuous blonde open her mouth wider and sucked at the engorged mons veneris, Patty realized she was going to do what she bad feared. Then another thought slipped into her mind: I liked kissing Roy, and touching him and I enjoyed Tony rubbing my cunt. But I'm liking this, too. How can that be? She couldn't figure out the answer and she was soon so engrossed in the thrills Paula's experienced tongue was producing that she stopped trying.
A hot, knowing tongue was working around her swollen clitoris and upper pussy and Paula was sucking lasciviously. Paula was still fingerfucking Patty's ass and the girl was moaning with ecstasy.
"AAAIIIEEEE!" she squealed as Paula sucked harder at her upper pussy and thrust her tongue against the swollen clitoris. It was amazing, to the naive girl, just how great it could be to have her clitoris licked and sucked. She humped her cunt against Paula's face, smearing it with the juices pouring out of her cunt.
Paula started swiping her tongue up and down the length of the younger girl's swampy cunt, moving her face back and forth as she did so. Patty tangled her fingers in Paula's hair and tugged her knowing mouth closer to the head of her cunt. "OOOH!" she squealed, hunching her cunt harder against Paula's face.
The red light was almost overpowering her, but she managed to gasp: "Please, Paula, stick your tongue in me." She felt strange, asking the girl to do so, but she knew how fingers in her pussy felt and she wanted to see if tongues felt as good. It wasn't until after she'd uttered the pleas that she happened to think it might be too much to ask anymore, even someone as depraved as she assumed Paula was. But, Paula was thrusting her tongue into Patty's cunt and sawing it in and out, making the lust-filled little nymphet shudder harder and harder.
"HEEEE!" she cried, her whole body stiffening. Paula withdrew her tongue and sucked noisily at the dilated opening of Patty's vagina, drawing the salty fluids from her until Patty thought her guts were going to be sucked out. She went limp, unable to do anything more than gulp air into her lungs.
The blonde continued to lap at the cunt of the younger girl, but there was no frenzy in the action of her tongue, now. She swirled it around gently, letting Patty regain control of herself, then pushed herself up and sat on her heels, looking at the young redhead.
It took Patty a moment to bring herself to meet Paula's eyes.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"How ... how could you do that?" Patty murmured, watching as Paula licked her cuntal fluids from her cheeks and chin.
"She's bisexual."
The voice came from the other end of the room and Patty gasped as she realized it was her uncle Larry's voice. Desperately, she tried to shield herself from his eyes for she could hear him walking across the room toward the couch where she was lying.
"You're being silly, Patty," he said.
"Huh?" she answered.
"Covering your tits and your cunt so I can't see them," he explained. "Who do you think carried you to bed last night after you passed out in the hall? And, I've been watching you and Paula for the past five minutes."
Patty considered his statements as he reached the couch and stood beside it, looking down at her. After a moment, she let her hands fall away from her body, allowing him to inspect her nakedness with ease. "What's a bisexual?" she asked.
"Somebody that doesn't care which sex they're balling, or being balled by," Paula answered. "Somebody that can get off either way."
"Oh," Patty replied. Then, after a second, she looked at them and blurted out: "I guess I'm one of those, too. Because, I liked it when Paula was doing all those things to me."
"I think you were just horny," Paula observed.
"Well, after watching you . . " Patty started to explain. Then she realized that Paula might not want Larry to know what she'd done.
"What did you do?" Larry asked his girl friend. From the tone of his voice, it was obvious that he wasn't going to be upset, for there was a definite note of teasing in his voce.
"I put on my show for her," Paula replied.
"Masturbating before noon?" Larry asked in mock-surprise.
"Well, you didn't fuck me this morning," she replied, accusingly.
"Gee," Larry murmured, "I wonder if the fact that you were solid copping Zs had anything to do with that?"
"You did get up early," Paula conceded.
"Had to see some people on business," he explained. As he spoke, he started undoing the buttons on his shirt. At the same time, he was kicking off his shoes. Once they were removed and his shirt was dropping to the floor, he opened his jeans and shucked them and his undershorts.
"Uncle Larry," Patty protested, "what're you doing?"
"You and Paula looked like you were having fun," he explained. "If you're not through playing, I want to get in on the action."
Patty gulped. All at once she remembered that she had wondered what it would be like to screw him. Now, it looked as if she were about to find out. Golly, she thought, I'm going to know everything about sex by the time I leave here. The fact that it was her uncle who was going to be her new teacher distressed her, but she was so curious that she acceded to the idea without voicing any objections. Besides, something told her that they wouldn't do any good. Not that she thought Larry would rape her or anything, she just had an idea that he would find a way to counter any objections she might raise.
"Well?" he asked, smiling at her. "Do we play or not?"
"Yeah?" Paula added. "Whatdaya say.
Patty?"
The bemused sixteen-year-old girl gulped. Both of them? she thought. Both of them in bed with me at the same time?
Well, why not? part of her asked. You know already that you liked it when Roy and Tony touched you, and it was great when Paula was doing things to you. Wouldn't it be even greater if it were her and Larry doing things to you at the same time?
"Okay," she answered the expectant pair. "Okay, but let's get in a bed, where we've got room."
"Of course," Larry answered. "We can use the bed in your room, or we can use the water bed in ours."
"The water bed?" Patty whispered, sitting up. "I've never even been on a water bed before."
"Oh, they're so sexy," Paula told her. "The way they give and slosh around when you move."
"Okay," Patty agreed again.
Larry took one of her hands and Paula the other. They were both smiling as they pulled her to her feet. Paula caught her by the shoulders and aimed her toward Larry and he. tugged at her hand.
The nubile sixteen year old let her uncle pull her against him. She rose on tiptoes as he leaned down and. when their lips met, she slid her arms around him and pressed her pert little breasts to his broad chest. Golly, he's strong, she thought admiringly.
His tongue forced its way into her mouth, pushing through her lips, dancing against her tongue as soon as it was in her mouth. His tongue was a lot thicker than Paula's and he used it differently, with more force, less finesse. Still, Patty decided that being kissed by him was just as exciting as being kissed by Paula had been.
Patty could feel his cock stirring against her thigh. Larry had wedged one of his knees between hers and the thickness of his cock rubbed against the inner surface of her leg as it stiffened and rose to full erectness. Golly, she thought, he'll never be able to get that big thing inside of me, will he?
The turgid cock slid up her thigh and the bulbous glans nudged the swollen lips of her cunt, making Patty tense. "Easy, baby," Paula whispered, moving up behind the girl. She slipped her arms around both Patty and Larry, pressing her naked body against the sixteen year old's back. "He ... he'll never be able to get it in me," Patty wailed, as her uncle lifted his mouth from hers.
Although she had doubts as to whether Larry would be able, in fact, to insert his thick cock into the narrowness of her cunt, she knew there was nothing to do but wait and see if the assurance she had just been given was correct. God, I'll just die if he can't fuck me, she told herself as she squirmed in the middle of the flesh sandwich created by the older couple pressing against her front and rear.
"I think Patty's getting impatient," Larry said, with a chuckle, as he pulled his mouth away from Paula's.
"Are you still horny, baby?" Paula teased good-naturedly. She ran her lips across the pubescent little girl's shoulder and licked up the side of her neck to her ear.
"Yesssss," Patty hissed as Larry reclaimed her mouth. Her uncle filled her mouth with his tongue and she sucked lewdly on it as she wiggled emphatically against him while he worked his fingers against her quivering ass cheeks.
Paula wedged a hand between Patty and Larry and cupped it under one of Patty's lemon-sized breasts, her thumb brushing against the erect nipple. Larry was clenching and relaxing the muscles of his buttocks, causing his cock to slither against the wet and swollen lips of her virginal pussy.
'Lets get into the other room," Larry suggested, raising his mouth from Patty's. They broke apart and the three of them moved across the living room and down the hall to the bedroom. Paula continued to worry the nipple she had started working on and Larry kept his fingers flexing against Patty's trim little ass.
With greater boldness than she really felt, Patty reached out and closed her hand around his cock. To her surprise, her fingers barely met when she circled the turgid shaft. "OOOOHH!" she sighed. It's so big." Her stretched fingers slid up and down the barrel of her uncle's massive cock and the sixteen-year-old nymphet shuddered as she thought that, just maybe, he would be able to get it into her body. It will stretch me terribly, she told herself.
But, it was too late to change her mind about wanting to fuck Larry, for they were at the edge of the water bed, Paula dropped her hand from Patty's breast and entered the bed on her knees, moving to the far side of the bed and reaching her hands out to Patty.
After taking a gulp of air, the slightly scared nymphet stepped onto the water-filled sack and moved to the center of it, where she dropped to a seated position. "OOOHH!" she squealed as she found it was like being on a trampoline.
As Paula rolled an tugged on her nipples, Larry moved toward them. His cock was on a level with her face and he reached out, catching her by the back of the head. Patty felt her stomach lurch as he drew her face toward his cock. "Noooo," she moaned.
He seemed to remember what she told him the night before about how Tony had treated her. Tilting her head up and sinking back to sit on his heels, he whispered: "Patty, every guy you get involved with is going to want you to do it to him with your mouth. Not all of them are going to ask you to blow them, but they're all going to want you to do it. If you really have a hang-up about it, I can dig that; but, I think you ought to try doing it to see if you can or not."
"Paula," Larry ordered, "you get over here on the other side of me and show her how. Patty, after Paula does something, you try it," he directed.
"Okay," the barely nubile little girl-child murmured, stroking his cock as Paula moved around on the bed.
Once Paula was in position, she extended her tongue and ran it along the underside of Larry's stiff cock. "See?" she asked Patty as she continued to lave the thick shaft with the tip of her tongue.
Patty's lips were dry and she moistened them with her tongue. Then Paula was lifting her head and twisting her body until she could offer her mouth to Larry. Gulping, Patty curled herself over her uncle's hard body and lowered her face toward his rampant cock.
"Shift around a little, Patty," Larry urged. "So I can use my hand on you while you're giving me head."
Patty did as he directed. His fingers commenced to roam over the taut curves of her ass as she extended her tongue and gave a tentative lick to the cock.
Her first reaction was that the flesh was hotter than she had expected. Her second was that there was nothing intrinsically wrong with the taste of cock meat. Her third was the odor that wafted to her nostrils was exciting. It was a mixture of sweat, maleness and sex, musky and pungent. Idly, as she swirled her slim tongue around the turgid cock shaft, Patty wondered if her uncle had showered since fucking Paula. Not that it mattered, she couldn't stop now without appearing to be chicken.
She worked her lips against the cock shaft as she licked it. "Mmmmmm," Larry murmured against Paula's mouth as he caressed his niece's trim little ass. Patty shifted her legs and made her cunt accessible to his questing fingers.
Only after she had wet the entire length of Larry's cock, from the hairy balls to the tiny opening at the end, with saliva, did Paula twist about and show her the next step. "See," the nineteen year old, explained, catching Patty's hand and thrusting three fingers into her mouth, then moving her jaw about. "See how I churned them in my mouth?" When Patty nodded. Paula continued : "Well, take just the head of his cock in your mouth and do the same thing. And keep working your tongue around it. Men like that a whole lot. Okay?" Patty nodded, not sure she was ready to try it. but not wanting to appear afraid not to.
As she started lowering her head toward the massive cock again, Paula cupped her chin and tilted her face up, then pressed her mouth to the younger girl's. For a long moment they played their tongues over and around each other's and felt each other's breasts. As they did so. Larry wedged a hand between each of their legs and commenced to rub his fingers long the slickened furrow of their cunts. His actions made the teenagers sink their fingers deeper into the flesh of each other's breasts.
When Larry started rubbing her swollen clitoris Patty tore her lips away from Paula's and twisted, sinking her head toward her uncle's cock. She rubbed the head of it across her lips for a moment, then let her mouth open as far as possible, Slowly, Patty pushed her open mouth over the bulbous glans of her uncle's cock. Finally, she had the entire glans submerged in the wetness of her mouth and she started churning her jaws the way Paula had shown her, working her lithe tongue against the spongy head at the same time.
From the way the water bed was shifting, she knew Paula was moving up to give Larry her mouth again, but she wasn't envious of the other girl. Let Paula kiss him, she was sucking his cock. All at once, the nubile little sixteen year old knew she'd be able to suck on Larry's cock as long as he wanted her to, knew she'd be able to stand it when he jetted his hot cum into her mouth.
Her cheeks hollowed as she started sucking wantonly on the spongy glans. "Mmmmmm," she heard her uncle moan above her as she dragged her tongue around the heated glans of his cock.
Paula reached down and commenced stroking one of Patty's dangling little breasts while Larry flicked his thumb against her erect clitoris. Her ass shook in delight as she felt him locate her cunt with a finger and ease it inside. Ooooooh. she thought, this feels so good.
The water bed swayed as Paula shifted. A second later Patty could hear the sound of Larry's mouth sucking noisily on one of Paula's big breasts. "Aaaaaahhhhh," the voluptuous blonde sighed. Patty slid one of her hands across her uncle's body and slithered it down Paula's flat tummy, into the thicket of hair that surmounted her pussy. Lewdly, she commenced to roll and tug the throbbing bud of the older girl's clitoris in her fingers. "Aaaaaaggggg!" Paula gurgled with delight.
"Start sliding your mouth down over his cock," Paula directed, her voice raspy with passion. "Bob your head over it, up and down. Try to take as much of it into your mouth as you can. And, remember, keep altering the pressure on it. Let your lips go slack some of the time and tighten then other times. Oh, yeah, keep your tongue working against it, too."
Larry was running two fingers in and out of her moistly heated cunt and Patty's pussy was getting wetter and hotter with each thrust of the two fingers into her steaming depths.
"Jesus, you're good, Patty," Larry moaned in encouragement. The pubescent little girl-child sucked harder on his cock as she dragged her lips up the sides of it, then bobbed her head down again. Faster and faster her mouth moved over her uncle's thick cock, her tongue laving every inch of it as her mouth moved over it.
Each time her head plunged down over the rampant cock, Larry's ass lifted, pushing it deeper into her mouth. Patty had long since discovered how to breathe through her nose and the sawing action of his cock in and out of her mouth didn't bother her. She knew she'd be able to swallow his semen when it spurted as a result of her oral ministrations.
That happened shortly. One moment, there was nothing in her mouth but his cock, the next, her cheeks were bulging as he filled the rest of her mouth with hot cum. Desperately, Patty gulped down the salty strands of semen and sucked harder at the throbbing cock. Another gob of cum exploded in her mouth and she had a moment to swirl it around before letting it slide down to her gullet. It doesn't taste bad at all, she told herself, in surprise.
"OOHHHHH!" Larry moaned.
Don't swallow all of it." Paula pleaded. When the force of his ejaculations. dropped. Patty kept some of the cum in her mouth, although she had no idea what Paula had in mind.
She soon found out. Paula lifted her head away from the still hard cock and kissed her greedily, sucking Larry's cum from her mouth. Patty was more surprised by that than anything else that had happened.
Larry caught her by her aching breasts and pulled her down to her back, his mouth seeking hers even before she was reclining. For a moment. Patty was surprised that he could kiss her after her mouth had been filled with his cum, but then the heady excitement of the kiss got to her and she wound her arms around him and kissed him back as wantonly as she was able.
Paula shifted and started sucking on one of old redhead's breasts, flicking and slashing her tongue at the hardened nipple. I wonder if I'm the first girl the two of them have had in bed? Patty asked herself as she caressed the backs of their heads.
After a moment of that, Larry ducked his head and fastened his mouth on her other breast, as Paula shifted and dangled a breast over Patty's face. The aroused little nymphet lifted her head and seized a spiked nipple in her mouth and sucked ravenously at it as both Larry and Paula commenced massaging her pussy.
"Actually," he replied, as she spread her legs to accommodate him between them, "I was planning on eating that pretty little pussy of yours for a while before fucking you."
"Ohhhhh, he does that so well," Paula moaned.
"What am I gonna do while you're eating me?" Patty asked.
"Well," Larry answered, winking at her, "I was thinking you might be willing to eat Paula. After all, she is kind of getting left out."
Patty gulped and blushed. Golly, she thought, me lick her pussy? Well, why not? another part of her mind retorted. You thought you'd hate sucking his cock, but you liked doing it. How do.you know you won't like eating pussy, too? "Okay," she murmured, not as convincingly as she would have liked to have sounded.
"Oooooh!" Paula squealed, "You're so sweet." She ducked her head and kissed Patty passionately as Larry eased his hands under his under-aged niece's ass and lifted her midsection.
Paula swung one of her legs across the sixteen-year-old girl's torso and moved higher on the water bed. As she did so, she grabbed one of the pillows and lifted Patty's head to stuff the pillow under her neck.
The barely nubile little nymphet inhaled, filling her nostrils with the odor of heated cunt. Patty wrinkled her nose, making Paula and Larry laugh. It gets to be a turn-on, once you get used to it," Larry said. Patty hoped that that was true. The aroma of wet pussy wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't the greatest smell she'd ever had in her nose either.
As Larry crouched forward to commence licking her pussy, Paula moved her knees further apart, bringing her cunt to Patty's mouth. The horny little teenager gulped and let her tongue protrude past her lips until it touched Paula's cunt. "Mmmmmm," the voluptuous blonde murmured, squirming her pussy closer to Patty's face.
Her uncle's tongue swirled around her pussy, licking the outer edges of the puffy cuntlips at first. Gradually, as Patty began to lick with greater assurance at Paula's snatch, he moved his tongue into the underage girl's cuntal furrow and slithered it from the top of her cuntal furrow to the bottom. Patty crossed a leg over his back and pressed his face tighter to her cunt as she swiped her tongue over Paula's soggy cunt.
Gee. she thought, there's nothing nasty about eating another girl. The thought cheered her and she closed her hands over Paula's fleshy ass and drew her pussy closer.
Larry centered his oral attention on her clit and Patty altered the angle of her tongue and flicked the tip against Paula's protruding nubbin. "Mmmmmm," the wanton blonde moaned as she began hunching her pussy to Patty's face.
Golly, Patty thought, this is fun. She could feel Paula's reaction to her lapping and recalled all the things the blonde had done when she had had her mouth on the cunt her uncle was now sucking so lewdly. Lasciviously, Patty sucked cunt lips into her mouth and commenced to chew lightly at them while she stabbed her tongue against the erect clitoris of the older girl. Her face was growing wet with Paula's sex juices but she didn't mind. Now I see why Paula likes eating pussy, she told herself, it really is a sexy thing to do.
Above her, Paula was gasping and gurgling with pleasure at the ardent way the untutored girl-child was sucking her cunt. Her hips swung to and fro, rubbing her pussy against the under-aged girl's face. Patty worked her fingers against Paula's fleshy ass and swiped her tongue faster and faster as she licked greedily at the wet pussy.
As Larry's thick tongue speared into her meat again, Patty steeled herself and thrust her own tongue into Paula's vaginal cavern. Suddenly, her mouth with filled with salty juices which she swished around for a moment, then swallowed.
"AAAHHHH!" I'M CUMMMMMIIIINNN-GG!" the voluptuous blonde cried. Patty gulped down the juices that oozed from Paula's cunt and shuddered as Larry started sucking her own juices from her vagina.
Finally, Paula toppled from over Patty's face. The nubile little girl-child licked the pussy juice from her face as her uncle lifted his mouth from her pussy.
"Now you're going to fuck me' Patty demanded.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Now I'm going to fuck you." Larry agreed.
Patty shivered with delighted anticipation and stretched her arms out to him. HE moved to cover her body with his and she sighed as she felt his chest flatten her lemon-sized breasts against her ribs. His mouth pressed to hers and she thrust her tongue forward even before their lips were fully touching.
"Patty. Patty," she heard Paula saying, "lift your knees into the air. It'll be easier for him to get his cock into you that way."
She did as the older girl directed, going wild as she felt the head of her uncle's cock slithering along the cleft of her pussy. I just hope he can get it in me, she thought. It'd be terrible if it was too big to fit. I'd just die, I know I would.
She was dimly aware that Paula was moving around on the bed, but she couldn't be bothered with finding out what the older girl was doing. The only thing that Patty was concerned with at the moment was seeing if her uncle's massive cock could push its way into her still immature body. Ohhhh, I hope he can get it in me, Patty thought as she felt the mushroom-shaped cock-head slithering up and down the cleft of her pussy. Each time it nudged her clit, she gasped against Larry's mouth and wiggled encouragement to him.
His hands were caressing her sides, pushing her bullet-tipped breasts around under his broad chest. Patty tightened her arms around him, and kissed him with greater fervor as she felt his cock-head lodge at the vestibule of her cunt. NOOOWWWW! she thought. Come oh. Uncle Larry, fuck me.
He brought his big hands down from her sides, where he had been stroking the edges of her small breasts. After stroking her writhing hips, Larry worked his hands under her and got a solid grip on her trim little ass. "This might hurt at first," he warned her, lifting his mouth a slight distance from hers.
"I don't care," she answered. She didn't. All she cared about was getting herself filled with his big cock, in the hopes that that would still the awful itching deep inside of her belly.
Suddenly, he yanked up on her hips as he thrust his own forward. "HHHAAAAA!" Patty screamed as she felt her vagina stretched by the invasion of his cock. They strained against each other for a moment while her body tried to deny him entrance, then, to her delight, she felt the engorged head of his cock force its way into her vagina.
Once he was securely embedded in her tight cunt, Larry paused: "Do you want me to take it out?" he whispered.
His sixteen-year-old niece blinked tears from her eyes, for the invasion of her body had been accompanied by pain, but she shook her head. "No," she answered. "No, it doesn't hurt all that much," she said, only lying a little. Actually, if it had hurt a lot more than it had, she still wouldn't have wanted him to stop: she was getting fucked and she wanted to learn everything there was about the act.
She was unaware that Larry knew how much he had to be hurting her because she had sunk her nails into his arms. He shifted his elbows and looked down at her as he gave another push with his hips and sank his massive cock further into the tightness of her cunt. Jesus, he thought, I'm glad she brought me off with her mouth, I'd have shot my load already if she hadn't.
Patty wiggled her hips under his, trying to encourage him to push his cock all the way up into her. Larry fed her pussy another inch of hot, hard cock and smiled at the look of passion on her face. "You like it, don't you?" he asked as he wiggled his own hips, making his cock squirm inside of her vaginal passage.
"Mmmmmm, yes," she answered. She ran one of her hands up to the back of his head and pressed his mouth against hers, her hot little tongue thrusting forward to lick at his tongue. Patty was only dimly aware of the other girl's voice, but when her uncle began withdrawing, she ground her trim ass down against his hands and the yielding water bed, then she hunched her hips upward as he started running his massive cock back into her immature body.
Without being aware of why she was doing it, Patty crossed her coltish legs over her uncle's buttocks. The new position opened her cunt a little and he was able to drive his cock further in each time he thrust forward. "Oooohhhh," the nubile little redhead sighed as she heaved her immature hips up to meet his inward strokes.
The pubescent sixteen year old was dimly aware that Paula was moving around beside them, but she couldn't be bothered to look and determine what the older girl was doing. The only thing that Patty cared about was the wonderful feeling of having her cunt filled with hot. hard man-meat. "Mmmmmm," she murmured as Larry shifted his head to breathe. Her tongue snaked out and licked at his ear as he wormed his hands from under her ass and brought them up her sides.
"Noooo." she moaned in protest when he raised himself over her a little.
"Don't worry,'" he assured her, "I'm not stopping." His hips jammed another inch of his cock into her as he slipped his hands between them and closed them over her pert breasts, allowing the stiffened nipples to protrude between two of his fingers. Then he squeezed the aching mounds and his fingers stimulated her nipples as well as the lemon-sized breasts they capped. "OOOOHHHH!!" Patty cried, tightening her legs around his body.
"Jesus, you're a natural," Larry breathed in her ear. "I've never met a girl that fucked as well as you're doing the first time. Even your mother wasn't as good as you."
It took a few moments for his words to sink into Patty's mind. "You ... you and Mom fucked." she whispered, twisting her head to look at him.
"When we were kids, yeah," he answered. "She wanted to know what screwing was like and I couldn't tell her, so I showed her."
"Golly!" Patty exclaimed. She had never thought about her mother and sex, although she knew that her mother slept with Tony. The idea that her mother had screwed Larry, and that he thought she was better than her mom thrilled the underage girl almost as much as having his massive cock in her.
Larry's next thrust drove his cock to the limit of her vagina. "OHHHHH!" Patty sighed as she felt her cunt filled completely. She tightened her grip on his body with her arms and legs and held them in place, letting her pussy become used to being filled.
"I think she likes it," Paula said, with a chuckle.
"I do, I do," Patty answered, with such fervor that both Larry and Paula laughed freely. "Well, I do," Patty protested.
"We're not making fun of you," Paula said and winked at her over Larry's shoulder. "I feel the same way."
Her uncle started fucking her with longer, harder thrusts after that, pulling back until Patty gasped for fear that he was about to take his cock from her, then surging it forward until the spongy head hit the end of her vaginal passage.
"OOOHHHHHH" the nubile little redhead squealed as she adjusted to the new rhythm of his thrusts. Her cunt was good and wet by then and Larry had no trouble at all in working his massive cock in her immature body at whatever tempo he wanted. Patty rotated her trim little ass against the water bed and bucked her hips up as he ground his loins into the soggy flesh of her cunt.
The water bed gurgled and shook as Larry pounded his cock into her heated cunt. Patty writhed under him, rubbing her torso against his as she tangled her fingers in his hair and turned his head until she could mash her mouth to his. He drove his tongue into her mouth, and started sawing it in and out at the same tempo he was running his cock in and out of her vagina and the nubile little girl's head reeled from the dual invasions.
Her ears filled with a heavy roaring and her mind went red as her immature body stiffened and she started cumming. The walls of her vagina spasmed around the solid rod of his cock and her toes curled, so great was the pleasure that swept over her.
The fourth time she came, her body went stiff and her arms and legs could no longer hold him. Larry pulled away from her and rolled to his back.
Instantly. Paula was astride his hips, her aching cunt seeking to cover his cock as she rained kisses on his face. "AAAAHHHH!" she cried as she slammed her seeping pussy over the still rampant cock.
When Patty regained some control over herself, she had no idea how long the others had been fucking. Weakly, she turned to Larry and started kissing his face as Paula drew her knees up until they were by his ribs, then pushed herself erect. Patty watched the older girl as she raised and lowered herself over Larry's cock. By twisting her head a little, she could check the expression on the nineteen year old's face. Did I look like that when he was fucking me? she asked herself, for Paula's face was twisted by lust.
"Hey, were you taking pictures?" Patty demanded a few minutes later as she sat up and saw a 35mm camera on the water bed.
"Yeah," Paula confessed. "I thought you might like souvenirs of your first fuck."
"I think it's a great idea," Larry interjected. "I know I'm going to enjoy seeing pictures of me fucking you for the first time."
"You know what I'd really like," Larry mused, looking at her. "What?" Patty inquired.
"Pictures of you and Paula, and you playing with yourself," he replied.
"Do you really want pictures of me like that?" Patty asked. When he nodded, she managed a wan smile and agreed.
"Okay, I'll go put more film in the camera," he told her.
"And, I'm gonna take a shower," Paula said. "You want to hop in with me?" she asked Patty.
Although the girl's soaped each other's back, it was more for the sake of efficiency than to keep each other aroused. Paula was turned-on by the idea of having pictures taken of her and the younger girl and Patty was excited by the idea of more sex, although the picture-taking part of it disconcerted her somewhat.
Once they were dry, Paula took a perfume atomizer and sprayed her cunt with perfume, then squirted a little at Patty's loins. Refreshed, they returned to the bedroom, just as Larry came in with the camera reloaded. All of them looked at each other, waiting to see who was going to make the first move.
CHAPTER NINE
For several moments, the three of them stood there, each of them waiting for someone else to do something. Then Paula, the exhibitionist in her psyche rising, turned to Patty and drew her closer as she lowered her mouth to the younger girl's. She arranged the unprotesting little redhead in a way that displayed most of her body to the camera and fondled her pert little breasts as she worked her tongue about in the under-aged girl's mouth.
At first, Patty was too embarrassed to respond, for she was all too aware that Larry was going to be taking pictures of them. But, as Paula's tongue slithered around hers and the voluptuous blonde's fingers worked against the mounds of her immature breasts, Patty began to get caught up in the embrace and she lifted one of her hands and started stroking Paula's big breasts in response..
Paula entered the bed on her knees and bent over Patty, kissing her again as she centered her hand over the girl's immature pussy. Now she shoved two fingers into Patty's cunt and started scissoring them open and shut as she sawed them in and out. Within a few seconds, she had the girl enthralled by the feelings originating in her cunt and the sixteen-year-old redhead forgot about her uncle and the camera.
By stretching her hand a little, Patty was able to reach Paula's cunt and she commenced to massage it, stroking her fingers up and down the furrow of the older girl's pussy. Paula's tongue retreated and Patty followed it with hers, shivering as Paula trapped the slim invader and sucked lasciviously on it.
Ohhhhh, golly, I'm wicked, Patty thought to herself, but I liked it too much to want to stop. She hooked a finger into Paula's vagina and started finger-fucking the older girl as eagerly as her own cunt was being caressed by the invading fingers.
After a few more moments, Paula lifted her mouth and kissed her way down Patty's throat until she reached the shallow cleavage between the immature breasts. Slowly, with her tongue extended as far as it would go, she kissed and laved the pert hillock. "Mmmmm," the nubile little girl-child murmured, "you do it so well. Paula."
"Practice." the older girl answered. "Three older sisters that taught me. They used to spank me if I didn't do it to their liking." Patty couldn't think of a reply so she remained silent.
At that point, Paula shifted her position and dangled a breast over Patty's mouth. Without even remembering that her uncle was photographing the scene, Patty sucked the proffered breast as eagerly as Paula had sucked hers.
When they next changed position, Paula arranged herself so she was seated and Patty found herself kneeling before the older girl. Paula directed Patty's mouth to her other breast and one of her hands to the open cunt she presented. She slipped one of her strong thighs between Patty's and let the horny little sixteen-year-old rub her cunt along it as she reached around Patty and dug her fingers into the solid slabs of her buttocks.
Gradually, Paula sank to a reclining position, bringing Patty down atop her. Patty had half of one of Paula's breasts in her mouth and was worrying the nipple with her tongue. "Ohhhh, Patty, I just love the way you suck my tits," Paula sighed, stroking the younger girl's face as she slipped her hands around the writhing body"of the little redhead.
"Let's eat each other, Patty," Paula suggested.
"Okay," Patty agreed, since being fingered, as nice as it was, wasn't as great as having a tongue in her cunt. "Who's gonna be first?"
"Why don't you turn around and get over me and we can do it to each other at the same time," Paula suggested.
Since Patty thought that would be even better than licking Paula either before or after the older girl had licked her, she was quick to reverse herself on the bed and cover Paula's writhing body with her own.
She felt the water bed dip and raised her head to see Larry crouching before her, the camera to his eye. "Go ahead," he whispered, his voice raspy with passion, "go ahead and stick your tongue in it."
Something told her that that was what he wanted, a picture of her tongue on Paula's cunt. She stretched her tongue out as far as she could and lowered herself until the tip of her tongue was between the puffy lips of Paula's pussy. Dimly, she was aware of a click as Larry took another picture. How many has he taken so far? she asked herself as she commenced working her tongue against the older girl's swollen clitoris. The perfume met her nostrils as well as the heady odor of hot pussy. Patty felt Paula's tongue swiping at her own cunt and started to lap at the other girl's pussy in earnest.
When Paula reinserted a finger in her cunt, Patty slipped one arm under the writhing blonde's legs and jammed a couple of fingers into her vagina. As she sucked and licked at Paula's upper pussy, she sawed her fingers in and out of the older girl's cunt, making Paula's hip move erotically under her.
"Stick a finger in her ass, too," Larry whispered next to her ear. Patty did as directed and was rewarded by one of Paula's fingers probing at her own tight asshole.
As the finger-fucked each other's cunt and asshole, they sucked on each other's swollen clitoris. Gradually, they started rolling about on the bed, so that Patty was on the bottom at times and, at other times, they were on their sides. Larry kept shifting around on the bed, too, taking pictures of Paula's tongue on Patty's cunt, or Patty's tongue on Paula's.
And, all the time he was taking pictures, they were licking and sucking at each other, driving each other higher and higher in passion, until they started cumming. Patty was on top at the moment and she felt Paula's finger drawn out of her cunt and a hot tongue shot into her cunt and lapped greedily. Swiftly, she moved her own finger and commenced to suck at the dilated vagina under her mouth. Their bodies shuddered against each other's and they frigged each other's assholes faster and harder until they gasped and collapsed against each other.
Several minutes passed before the two teenagers could move away from each other. Patty sat up and licked Paula's juices from her face as she stared at her uncle. He was, she was glad to see fully erect again and she resolved to have his cock back in her cunt before they left the bedroom. "Okay," she asked, "now what?"
"Play with yourself," he answered. Somehow, she had suspected that was what he was going to say.
She stepped from the bed and slid her arms around him, pressing her mouth to his as she closed her fingers around his cock. Larry worked his tongue about in her mouth as she stroked his firm cock, but he merely held her cushioned against his chest. She knew why: He wanted to be worked-up when he started taking pictures.
Behind her, Patty sensed that Paula was getting off the water bed. She squeezed her Uncle Larry's cock a final time and then stepped away from him. Smiling at him, she retreated to the bed and flopped upon it, spreading her legs and reaching one hand down to her wet cunt as she cupped the other around one of her breasts.
"Play with both your tits to start, Patty," Larry suggested as he lifted the camera to his eye and snapped a picture. She did as he wanted and, squeezing and twisting the pert mounds, brushing her thumbs against the nipples, tugging at the erect spears.
"Okay, really work out now," he rasped. Patty looked at him and saw that Paula was on her knees before him, sucking lewdly on his cock. You just wait, Patty thought, you just wait. Go ahead and suck on it, I'm going to be the next one he fucks. Still, that thought did nothing to prevent her from feeling jealous and left out.
"Put your feet flat on the bed, baby, and lift your ass up in the air," Larry rasped. Patty did so, then spread her knees as far apart as she could on his instruction. "Now, cup your ass in your hands," he told her, "and pull them apart." Only after she had done so, did Patty realize she was exposing her asshole to the camera. This is the wickedest thing yet, she thought.
"Well," Larry said, lowering the camera and smiling at her, "that's it. Out of film."
"Go get some more," she told him.
"Why?" he asked, rising to his feet and pulling his cock from Paula's mouth.
"So Paula can take some pictures of you and me together," she answered. "There aren't any of us eating each other. And," she added, "I want to try fucking you when I'm on top."
Patty kissed her tenderly and replied. "Me, too."
Just then. Larry came back into the room with a freshly loaded camera. As Patty stretched out on the bed, Paula took the camera. Larry kissed her deeply and tweaked her nipples, then moved to lie next to his niece, who was holding out her arms to him.
Slowly, her uncle rolled her to her back and posed himself half above her. Patty shifted one of her hands and gripped his cock, her fingers barely meeting around the massive shaft. From the way the water bed dipped and swayed, Patty knew Paula was moving around on it, taking more pictures of her involved in sexy things.
"Mmmmmmm," the barely pubescent little sixteen-year-old sighed as her uncle ducked his head and fastened his mouth on one of her pert little breasts. He sucked the entire hillock into his mouth and chewed lightly at it, as he slid his hand down her rounded belly. She threw her legs as far apart as she could and hissed with pleasure as he started massaging her cunt. Her pussy lips were still puffed with desire and her ass started rotating as he thumbed her swollen clitoris. It seemed to her that she had been ready for sex the whole time she had been in this room, that she could have fucked a dozen men and still been ready to fuck a dozen more.
He lifted his mouth and held his lips just above hers, his tongue flicking at her lips. Patty couldn't understand why he was doing it, but she stuck her tongue out and danced it against his. Then, suddenly she realized that he was doing it for the sake of a picture.
Reaching up, Patty pulled her uncle's mouth down to where it was against hers. He let her feed him her tongue, then sucked on it ravenously. Patty squirmed under his knowing hands and gurgled with pleasure when he eased a couple of fingers into her cunt.
Patty smiled, knowing what she wanted. She caught his cock just below the glans and ran her tongue around the purplish head. She knew he hadn't showered since the last time he'd screwed Paula, but, since she had eaten the older girl, the idea that her juices were on Larry's cock no longer bothered her.
He slithered his tongue into her pussy and Patty hissed with delight, then started licking at his cock. Within minutes, she had it coated with saliva and he had licked her pussy from top to bottom.
Suddenly, he was swinging over her, his cock dangling down to her mouth while he pushed himself up on his extended arms. This time, Patty knew he was deliberately posing and she didn't object. After all, she told herself, we are going to fuck and I'll be able to get all I want of his cock then. For the moment, she merely ovaled her lips and let him push his cock-head into her mouth.
After a few moments, he caught her legs and drew them back over her writhing body. Lowering his face, he commenced lapping at her pussy with gusto, bringing her passion to a boiling point again. She took more and more of his cock into her mouth as he caught her and carried her with him to a position where he was on his back and she was above him. The under-aged girl sucked greedily at the mouthful of cock and snorted as she felt his tongue enter her cunt. "It feels like its all the way to my throat." "Too much for you?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.
"No," she answered quickly, although she wasn't really sure about that. Tentatively she commenced to lift herself over the massive rod. Suddenly, his hips rose in the air and then she felt him spurting inside of her cunt. It was enough to set her off and she collapsed over him, a mindless mass of writhing flesh.
For several long minutes she lay above him, cuntal fluids and semen oozing out of her well-packed vagina. Finally, to her regret, his cock went soft and slipped from her body. Reluctantly, she rolled away from him. "Jesus," he sighed, catching her hand and squeezing it tenderly, as they lay beside each other, still regaining control of their bodies.
"You two as hungry as I am?" Paula asked finally. When they both nodded, she said: "Come help me fix supper, Patty, while Larry develops the pictures."
By the time the meal was ready, all the pictures were developed. After they'd eaten, Patty did the dishes while Paula assisted Larry in the darkroom with the printing.
Patty blushed when she saw the first pictures of herself fucking; but, by the time she had looked at all of them, she was starting to understand how Paula must have felt about the movies she had made. It was sort of exciting to see pictures of herself with a big cock in her cunt, or a pussy under her mouth or a cock in it.
"Some of these are really good," she said, when she handed the stack of photos back to him. "I didn't know you were a photographer, Uncle Larry,'" she said. "Or that Paula was either."
"All I know is what Larry's taught me," Paula said.
"You had a good eye," Larry told her. He was going through the pictures, separating them into two piles. When he had finished, Patty picked up the smaller of the two stacks and looked through them. She was unable to tell why they were different than the rest.
Again, she shuffled through the smaller group. This time, it hit her: the photographs in her hand were those that displayed her body most clearly, those that stressed the immaturity of her body.
Paula had looked over Patty's shoulder as she had thumbed through the pictures the second time. "Those the ones you're going to sell to Pete?" she asked, as Patty set the pile down.
"Yep," Larry answered, picking the photos up and setting them aside. "I'll make extra prints, so Patty can have these."
Sell? Patty thought. Sell? She had thought that the pictures were for her, Larry and Paula to remember the afternoon with. What's this about selling them? She asked herself.
"Who's Pete?" she asked, suspiciously.
"He's a guy I know," Larry said. "He publishes magazines about sex and he pays real high for pictures of kids your age when they're screwing or doing something about sex. I figure I'll make enough from these to live for a couple of months."
Patty gulped. Oh, no, she thought, nooooooo. You wouldn't really sell those pictures to somebody that was going to put them in a magazine: not one of those kind of magazines. Patty knew that her stepfather bought that kind of magazine regularly. It would be terrible if he saw a copy of a magazine with pictures like those of her in it. He'd ... he'd expect her to do the same things with him that she had done with Larry. And she just knew she'd never be able to live with it if she had to suck Tony's cock again, or if she had to fuck him. But, if he saw the magazine, she'd have to do whatever he wanted or he'd show the pictures to her mom and that would be the end of everything.
He continued trying to convince her that it would be all right, but she remained unconvinced. Finally, when it was obvious that an impasse had been reached, they gave up talking and sent into the other room, where Paula was watching TV.
Once the news came on, Larry rose and stretched. "Bed time," he announced. "You girls coming?"
"Sure," Paula said, hopping to her feet. Both of them looked at Patty. I might as well, she told herself, nothing I do now could be any wickeder than what I've already done. And nothing could make anything any worse than it is. I just know Tony'll see those pictures and know it's me, no matter what Larry says.
Once in the bed, both Larry and Paula worked on her until she was as excited as she had ever been. Then Larry positioned her on her hands and knees and fucked her while she licked at Paula's cunt. The voluptuous blonde clutched at Patty's hair and moaned as the sixteen year old lapped at her heated cunt.
Golly, Patty thought, as she worked her tongue in Paula's cunt and Larry sawed his massive cock in and out of her immature pussy from behind her. He was rubbing the upper part of her cunt, flicking a finger-tip against her clit. At the same time, his other hand stroked her hot little breasts. OOOOOOHHHHH!" Paula cried as Patty ran her tongue into the older girl's cunt. She squirmed her full ass against Patty's chin and kicked her feet in the air as Larry slammed his cock home time and again into Patty's cunt.
It didn't take Larry long to drift off to sleep. Patty made herself stay awake until she heard Larry snore. 'Paula.'' she whispered. Paula?"
She received no answer and figured that Paula was asleep, too. As carefully as she could, she extracted herself from Larry's embrace and eased herself off the bed.
Across the hall, she donned a pair of panties, then a body-suit. Next came blue-jeans and a shirt, socks and tennies. She got her halter, cutoffs and panties from the kitchen, where she had discarded them earlier, so long ago it seemed, and put them in her bag. Softly, she made her way down the hall and slipped out the front door.
I will not go back home and let Tony get hold of me again, she resolved as she walked down the street. There was a freeway not too far away and she headed there, sticking out her thumb as she reached the on-ramp.
After only a few moments, a car stopped and the man she now knew as George Carter gave her a ride. She told him a lie about having been hitchhiking for a couple of days and he offered her a place to sleep and some food and she accepted. She knew he was going to want something from her, probably something sexual, but there was no way she could avoid that. Her body was all she had to use to insure her survival, and after what she'd gone through with Larry and Paula, she no longer had any objections to using her body if she had to.
They'd ridden for two hours, reached George's house, where he'd fixed her a couple of burgers. Then he'd started kissing her and caressing her immature body. Finally, he had taken her jeans and shirt off and resumed his caressing and kissing as she'd sat on the counter in his kitchen CHAPTER TEN
George lifted his mouth from her lemon-sized breast and smiled at her, then shifted and pressed his mouth to hers again. This time, despite her vows that she wasn't going to get caught up in what she was doing, the barely pubescent little redhead thrust her tongue forward and danced it around inside the mouth of the man who was three times her age, at least.
His fingers crawled over the mound atop her pussy, then moved to her thighs again. Slowly, gently, he caressed her trembling legs until she dug her fingers into his arms as a sign that he was getting to her. Nooo, she thought, I am not going to want to fuck; I'm not!
While her mind could still say that, her body was rejecting the assertion. Already, her nipples had swollen to twice their normal length and thickness and her clitoris had swelled up from its hiding place between the lips of her pussy. Even the lips of her pussy had grown thicker as they'd become engorged with blood. Patty knew that her cunt was growing hot and wet and there was an itching there that, she knew, could only be driven away by somebody's fingers stroking her vagina. Somebody's fingers stroking it, or somebody's mouth licking it, or George Carter's big cock filling it. Noooo, she thought wildly as her legs started rising to press his loins tighter to hers. I can't let this happen to me.
Slowly, his fingers roamed higher on her thighs. He worked them under the elastic of her body-suit and panties and massaged the taut mounds of her ass. "Mmmmmmm," Patty moaned against his mouth as she twisted her body, making her breasts skitter across his chest.
Before he slipped his arms out of the sleeves of the shirt, he directed her hands to his belt. Patty fumbled as she tried to open the buckle. Then she mastered the secret and worked the fastener at the top of his fly.
Instead of finding his cock, her questing fingers encountered more cloth and she realized he was wearing undershorts. Damn, the hot little teenager thought. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic of the undergarment and pushed, sending his trousers and jockey shorts down from his hips.
His cock sprang free, the head of it nudging against the taut cloth that covered her cunt. If she had been naked, he would have been able to slip his cock right into her pussy, but there were two layers of cloth that prevented that. For the first time since she'd entered the house. Patty began regretting the impulse that had led her to don the body-suit before splitting from Larry and Paula's.
George had kicked his shoes off and was balancing on one foot as he worked his clothes off of the other. To rid himself completely of the garments, he stepped on them and pulled his remaining foot free.
Patty raised herself on her elbows and watched as he finished undressing. His cock was smaller than Larry's, although it was almost as long. Still, she was sure she'd be able to wrap her fingers around it with less difficulty than she'd experienced when she'd played with her uncle's cock.
She sat up and lifted her arms above her head, making her small breasts all but disappear George grinned at her as he ran his hands up her torso, skimming his palms over her erect nipples, and pushed the body-suit up until her head and arms were all that was covered by it. As he worked the garment off of the thin arms, he ducked his head and began to nip, lightly, at the turret tips of her breasts. Once her head was free of the body-suit, Patty dropped her arms and cradled his head against her breast. He cupped the other breast with a hand and slid the other hand over her belly once more, worming his fingers under the waistband of her bikini panties.
Because her legs were still spread to the utmost, he was able to slide his middle finger into the furrow of her cunt with ease. Patty hissed with pleasure as his fingertips brushed against her swollen clitoris, then moaned as he pushed the finger into her cunt as far as it would go.
To her surprise, once he had driven the finger to the second knuckle inside of her cunt, he withdrew the hand from her panties. His head came up from her immature breasts and he waved the finger under his nose, inhaling as he did so. Slowly, he pushed the linger into his mouth and made a production of sucking on it.
The bemused little sixteen year old thought it was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen. He had to be aware that he could eat her if he wanted to. but he was content, for the moment, with tasting her cuntal juices second-hand. Maybe this isn't going to be so bad after all. she told herself.
He smiled at her and reached for the waistband of her panties. Patty braced herself and lifted her ass enough for him to be able to work the thin nylon over the slight curve of her ass. Once the panties had cleared her hips. George stepped to one side, allowing her to bring her legs together, then pushed the panties down until they fell to the floor. As soon as the panties had cleared her feet, Patty spread her legs again, although she blushed slightly as she felt George's gaze move to her cunt.
To her surprise, he didn't reach for her cunt then. He stepped between her spread legs, once more, but his hands went back to her pert little breasts, his thumbs brushing across the stiffened nipples. His mouth came down on hers and he thrust his tongue deep into her oral cavern as he squeezed her immature breasts.
The head of his cock was between her puffy cunt lips, but he made no move to push it into her and Patty's hopes rose. Maybe he's just going to play with me, she thought. That would be okay, if he just rubs me until I cum.
Then she realized that she was being overly optimistic. If he makes me cum. he's going to want me to do something to him; he's going to want to cum himself: Well, she thought, why can't I try doing to him what I did to Roy? If I make him cum that way, he might decide that that was enough. I'd rather use my hand to make him cum than my mouth, or my cunt.
She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his cock, then commenced to slide her hand back and forth. George tightened his fingers on her breasts and Patty interpreted that as a sign that he approved of what she was doing to him, so she moved her hand a little faster around the warm, turgid cock. George withdrew his tongue from her mouth and she followed it with her own tongue, pushing it into his mouth as she rubbed her lips under his.
He stepped back a little, taking the head of his cock out of her cuntal furrow. Lifting his mouth from hers, he whispered: "Play with the head and my balls, too."
For several minutes, as she jiggled and fondled his balls and worked her other hand around the spongy head of his cock, he merely rubbed her entire cunt. But, when she shifted the hand from the head of his cock to the shaft and resumed the pumping motion, he centered the action of his fingers against her swollen clitoris.
"Ooooohhhh," Patty sighed as her ass started moving in tight little circles on the counter. "You like that, do you?" George asked, chuckling. All the aroused little sixteen-year-old girl could do was nod her head vigorously.
His finger started flicking the engorged bundle of nerve-endings and her breathing grew ragged. Faster and faster went he hand around his cock as he diddled her clitoris in a way that soon had her pelvis moving in and out in the rhythm of fucking.
Not that she was really aware of how her body was moving. All Patty was thinking about was the wonderful feeling he was producing in her immature body with his hands. He was still stroking and squeezing her breasts, moving his hand from one to the other and back as he frigged her cunt.
"Slow down," he whispered and she reduced the speed with which she had been pumping her hand up and down the shaft of his cock. I guess he wants it to last longer, she told herself.
George slipped his hand lower on her pussy and pushed a finger into her cunt, then commenced sawing it in and out. "Mmmmm," Patty murmured, leaning forward to rest her forehead against his shoulder. It was funny to look down and see him playing with her pussy, but she didn't close her eyes. Thus, she saw him as he worked a second finger into the tightness of her vaginal passage.
As he sawed his finger in and out of her cunt, the heel of his hand ground against her clitoris and Patty sighed with delight. Ohhhhh, she told herself, this is so nice. If this is all he wants from me, I won't have any trouble keeping him happy. It won't bother me to do this every night that he lets me stay here.
A third finger was pushed into her cunt and Patty moaned with pleasure. Having three fingers in her pussy was almost like having a cock there.
He didn't leave the third finger in her cunt for long though. To ner disappointment, she withdrew one finger only a few moments after he had inserted it into her vagina. Now what is he going to do? Patty asked herself.
What he did was hook the slippery finger into her asshole and push it as deep as he could.
"AAAHHHHHH!" she moaned, her cry only partially muffled by her lips being against his chest. The feeling of having her body invaded front and rear was almost overpowering. Despite his telling her to go slowly, she had to jerk faster on his cock as he sawed his fingers into her cunt and asshole.
"OOOOOHHHH!" she squealed as he pressed his hand harder against her clitoris each time he pulled his fingers back from the depth of their penetration of her body.
Jesus, oh, dear Jesus, he's doing it so nicely, Patty said to herself as she finger-fucked her cunt and asshole with greater vigor. She could feel her juices oozing out of her snatch to coat the insides of her thighs and she felt ashamed that she was so juicy.
His tongue was slashing across her nipple as he chewed, lightly, at the base of the pert hillock in his mouth. His cheeks were hollowed in from his suction on her breast, but it felt so good.
A moment later and she felt his sperm spurting against her belly. Her hand moved faster than it had been doing and drove his fingers into her cunt with even greater force.
Finally, the motion of their hands slacked off. George stepped back from her, pulling his fingers from her trembling body as he did so. He lifted his hand to his mouth and sucked her pussy fluids from his fingers as she blushed again.
"That was wonderful.'" she murmured as he caught her around the waist and lifted her, then set her down on the floor.
"Pick up your clothes," he told her, bending to gather his own. She did as instructed and he led her from the kitchen, turning off the lights as he did so. Down the hall they went, in the darkness. A few seconds later, they were entering a bedroom. George left her standing in the middle of the room for a moment, moving through the dark room with the knowledge of familiarity.
A match flared and then he had a candle glowing. Patty saw a chair nearby and dropped her clothes on it as he threw back the covers on the king-size bed. "Hop in," he directed. Even though it was obvious that he was going to be sharing the bed, Patty felt no hesitation about doing as directed. He's not going to want anything more tonight, she told herself, as she stretched out on the cool sheet.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Despite the fact that it was a big bed and she was close to the far side of, when George entered the bed, he pressed up against Patty's back. Oh, no, she thought, hasn't he had enough? I already made him cum once, what more does he want?
At first, he seemed content to merely lie there with his arms around her. He slipped one arm under her neck and angled it down her body until he could close his fingers around one of her pert little breasts. The upper arm snaked over her hip and the hand settled in the curve of her pussy. However, he made no real effort to caress her cunt.
After a few moments, George started wiggling backward, pulling her with him. He had no difficulty maneuvering her sparse body back until he was in the middle of the bed and she was next to him, her trim little ass snug against his groin. Patty was relieved that his cock was limp and sticky against her buttocks. At least, she thought, he's not interested in fucking me.
He didn't seem interested in doing anything but holding her. Then, after a few moments, his fingers started moving. The hand on her breasts began scurrying over them, tracing their contours. The hand on her hot pussy began burrowing between her thighs, working into the soggy mass of her cunt.
Patty raised her upper knee into the air and rested her dainty foot high on the flattened calf of her other leg. It opened her cunt to his fingers. If he's going to do it. she told herself, with all the logic her sixteen-year-old mind could muster, I might as well make it easy for him. The sooner he's satisfied, the sooner he'll leave me alone.
The movements of her ass and the steady undulation of her hips soon made it obvious that she wasn't bored, or too tired. When George shifted his hands and started maneuvering her, she turned of her own accord and presented her mouth to his demanding lips.
He folded his lower arm and closed the fingers around one of her breasts again, while the other hand started massaging and kneading the resilient flesh of her boyish ass. Slowly, the fingers worked their way into the rear cleavage of the nubile little redhead and she shuddered as she felt one of this fingers playing against the puckered rosette of her asshole.
Ohhhhh, Patty thought, it must be terribly wicked to like somebody playing with my shithole, but it does feel good. Patty didn't know that the same nerve system that operated in her cunt also branched into her ass.
His thumb hooked into her seeping pussy and wiggled, making her arch her hips forward involuntarily. She also sucked in her breath, trapping his thick tongue in her mouth. Her slimmer tongue slithered around his and she rubbed her free breast against his hairy chest as he began pushing his middle finger into her asshole. Oooooohh, Patty thought, it's soooo wicked, but it feels sooo goooood.
George shifted his hands on her body and maneuvered her to her back. Patty threw her legs as far apart as she could and undulated her boyish hips steadily as he positioned himself on his knees and elbows, with his knees between her legs. She was still massaging and caressing his cock, even though it was fully erect. After all, George was rubbing her heated little pussy, working two fingers into her tight cunt and another finger was sawing in and out of her asshole.
He leaned forward and commenced licking at her breast, circling the tip of his tongue over the quivering hemispheres. Each time his tongue slithered across her turreted nipples, Patty would sigh with pleasure.
"Don't you wish my breasts were bigger?" she whispered to George as he sucked greedily at one taut hillock.
"No," he murmured as he lifted his mouth from the aching little tit and licked at the skin between it and its twin. "No, I like tits like yours; just ripening, so to speak." He slashed his tongue over her other nipple, the started to bite, gently, at the flesh beneath the throbbing spear of flesh.
His hands slipped under her squirming little ass and lifted her hips into the air. Holding her there with his half-extended arms, he moved his mouth to her lightly haired mons veneris and sucked hard at the plump mound. "OOOHHH!" Patty squealed as his chin pressed into her pussy.
For several minutes he worked his mouth, lips and teeth against the engorged mound above the cleft of her cunt. Then he began licking at the furrow of her pussy, swiping his tongue down the heated groove between her puffy cuntlips. Patty's ass squirmed more fitfully in his big hands as he lapped at her vagina.
She couldn't reach his cock with her hands and wondered if he was going to want her to suck it for him after he finished eating her, or if he was just going to get her good and aroused and then screw her. She would have preferred for him to reverse himself on the bed and let her suck his cock while he was eating her pussy, but she didn't want to say so for fear that he would think she wanted to suck his cock. Actually, she hadn't minded sucking her Uncle Larry's massive cock and she wouldn't mind if she had to suck George's but. she wasn't going to make any suggestions that she do so: she wasn't going to let him think that she was that wanton.
His tongue wagged back and forth across her cuntal cleft as he moved his head up and down, licking at every part of her pussy. Whenever he reached the upper part of her cunt, where the lips joined and shielded her swollen clitoris, he dallied longer, his tongue flicking and nudging the throbbing bud until Patty would grab at his head and press his mouth tighter to her cunt. At times, she pressed it there so forcefully that his teeth ground against her pussy in and almost painful manner. But, the barely nubile little redhead didn't mind the tormenting pressure of his teeth against her most sensitive parts, it only added to the great delight she was receiving as he savaged her pussy with his mouth.
Opening his mouth wider, George sucked half of her pussy into his wanton, greedy mouth. His teeth chewed at the pulpy lips of her cunt and his tongue stabbed at her swollen clitoris until Patty dug her fingernails into his scalp as the roaring in her ears grew to hurricane loudness and her mind was filming over with fiery heat and redness.
When she regained control of herself, George's mouth was pressed tight above her cunt and he was sucking hungrily, drawing her cuntal fluids from the tunnel of her vagina. "Oooohhh!" she sighed.
"MMMMM!" Patty cried as his tongue left her cunt and slithered along her rear cleavage. He reached her asshole and pushed his tongue forward and Patty screamed incoherently. "Ohhh, she thought, this is the wickedest thing anybody's ever done to me. It must be, but it feels so good.
A thought flashed across her mind and Patty blanched at it. Have him put his cock up her ass? Ohhhhh, that's terrible, she told herself. But, no matter how terrible she considered the idea, it excited her more than any other idea she'd ever had about sex. In fact, it excited her so much that she started cumming again.
George must have realized that she was cumming again, for he shifted his mouth back to her cunt and sucked there for a moment. But, before he had drawn all of her juices from her vaginal passage, he was levering himself over her body.
Even as his cock head nudged against her slippery cunt, Patty was humping her ass into the air, trying to get his cock into her. His mouth mashed against hers and his tongue shot forward. Patty sucked on it with no thought to the fact that he had just had his tongue inside of her asshole. That didn't matter. All that mattered was her terrible desire to have her cunt filled with hot, hard cock.
Then, he was sliding his cock into her and she shuddered against him as he drove it to the depths of her cunt with one smooth thrust. "AAAAHH!" she cried against his mouth as she hunched her pussy up to grind the puffy lips against his loins.
He fucked her furiously, ramming his cock as far into her cunt as it would go, then drawing it back until the under-aged girl was afraid he was going to slip from the hungry maw of her vagina. But, at the last moment, he would reverse the direction of his hips and drive his cock back into her aching pussy "You like that, don't you?" George asked, lifting his mouth from hers and speaking against her ear.
OOOOOHH!! YEESSSS!" she moaned enthusiastically. She nipped at his shoulder as she worked her trim little ass in tight circles, pushing it down to get his finger deeper into her bowels. Again the idea crossed her mind that she wanted his cock to replace his finger in her asshole, but she was still too unused to sex to suggest that he put it there. For all the naive little teenager knew, it might be such a depraved idea that he would think she was terrible for even thinking about it.
Her coltish legs rose and locked across his back, her feet pushing at his ass in an effort to drive his cock deeper into her cunt. He licked at her ear and sawed the finger in and out of her asshole in counterpoint to the thrusts of his cock into her pussy. As his cock went in, the finger drew back, and vice versa.
Patty was cumming by then, cumming hard. Her mind was blank except for the redness that had poured over it and she couldn't hear anything because of the roaring in her ears.
"AAAIIIEEE!" she cried as her vaginal muscles tightened and relaxed, tightened and relaxed, around his deeply embedded cock.
"Jesus, you just go crazy, don't you?" George asked. She could tell he wasn't upset by that, in fact, it seemed from his tone of voice that he approved of her passion, once she got started.
"Ever been screwed in the ass?" George asked. Pattys heart leaped as she realized that his casualness was forced, that he wanted to put his cock in her asshole.
"Yeeessss," she hissed, no longer ashamed of herself for admitting it. From his tone of voice, she was sure he'd fucked other females in the ass. If other people like Larry and Paula, do it, it can't be as wicked as I was afraid it was, she told herself.
"HHIIIEEEE!" she shrieked as her asshole was stretched by his cock. But, it didn't really hurt and she pushed at his hard ass in an effort to get more of his cock inside of her.
Long before he'd buried his cock in her ass and started jetting his hot cum into her bowels, the tremors that had shaken her had proven so strong that she'd blacked out.
George went to sleep with his cock buried in her ass, although it went limp and slipped from her body in the night. By then, he had rolled half-off of her and, shortly after that, they had both shifted and ended up with their backs to each other.
CHAPTER TWELVE
When Patty awoke in the morning, George was already up and dressed. "There's a fresh towel for you," he said, pointing to a door which she presumed led to the bathroom. "Do you have a skirt with you?" She nodded. "How about a bra?"
Again, she nodded. "Okay, put them both on when you get dressed. I'm going to run down to the corner and get some breakfast." Patty had no idea why he wanted her to get dressed the way he had requested, but she agreed. After all, he was going to feed and shelter her; she had to do what he wanted.
By the time he returned, Patty had showered and dressed the way he wanted. Her skirt wasn't really fashionable, since it exposed her knees, but no more of her thighs than the first fraction of an inch. Her blouse was a little more up-to-date and allowed a tiny sliver of her pert little breasts to show in the neckline; but, only when she was wearing a brassiere that pushed up her breast up and in, as did the garment she's put on.
"Unh, morning," came a voice from behind her. She turned and saw a girl that might have been a year, or two, at the most, older than she standing in the doorway. The girl, was almost skinny, except for a pair of breasts that seemed too large for her body. She had a pinched face and tousled, blonde hair that was cut in a Hammil. "Morning, Judy," George said, then introduced the girl, who was wearing only a man's shirt and panties, to Patty.
"Hi," the girl said, reaching down to scratch at her crotch. "She moving in?"
"Awww, George," Judy protested. "Not pictures. You know I don't like doing pictures with people that aren't hip to what's coming down."
"Nobody's saying you have to stay here," George reminded the girl as she removed the cap from a container of coffee and added sugar and cream. "You can do it, or you can leave."
"You know I've got to do it," Judy answered. "But, it doesn't mean I've got to like it."
"Nobody cares whether you like it, as long as you cooperate," George retorted.
Patty's head was spinning. "What ... what kind of pictures?" she asked in a small voice. Something had already told her what kind of pictures they were talking about, but she wanted to be sure.
"Porno," Judy answered, as she opened a container of orange juice. After draining it, she continued: "George makes his living taking pictures. A lot of them are okay; weddings, stuff like that. But he also sells dirty pictures. I guess he's got in mind taking pictures of you and me getting it on."
"You don't seem too upset with my little surprise," George said to the nubile little redhead.
Patty shrugged. "It's nothing I'd do if I had any choice," she admitted. "But, I don't see where I have any choice. I mean, you made it pretty obvious that I can't stay here unless I do pose for those pictures. And, if I leave, I've got no way of knowing what the next place I end up might be like.
"'I mean, I might run into somebody that wanted to hurt me, or who'd make me fuck all kinds of people. You know, be a whore." She drained a carton of orange juice and started on a ham'n'egg sandwich on a bun.
"You're a runaway?" Judy asked her.
When Patty nodded, Judy said: "So am I, in a way."
"What do you mean, 'in a way'? " Patty asked. Judy made a face. "George is my father," she replied. "Oh, he and my old lady have divorced since I was three and I didn't see him until I got in a hassle with her and came out here. I just knew who he was because he sent presents on my birthday and Christmas."
"And he makes you pose for pictures like that?" Patty asked in amazement.
"Well," the lithe little blonde answered, "like he said, nobody says I have to stay here. I can leave any time it gets to hassle my head too much. And, he did lie to my old lady and say he had no idea where I was when she called out here hunting for me. I mean, he could have told her I was here. Or, he could have refused to let me stay here to begin with. He doesn't owe me anything."
"He's your father," Patty protested.
"Yeah, big deal," Judy retorted. "My old lady got herself knocked-up so he'd have to marry her. All she wanted was to get out of her folks' house and he was it. She left him as soon as somebody better came along. Just like she left that guy when she got a chance to hook up with a better meal ticket."
"Okay," George said. "Let's get the show on the road. I'll set up. Once we're ready, Patty, you stand like Judy's just opened the door and you've just come in. We'll do it with the supposition that you've come by on your way to school and found out that Judy's skipping and that she talks you into balling, instead of going to school Okay?"
Both girls nodded. George left the room and returned a few minutes later with a portable stand of lights and a camera. Once the lights were plugged in, the room was twice as bright. Patty then understood why the curtains were as thick as they were; it was so he could control the lighting of the room and insure privacy.
Patty took the position indicated and waited as Judy opened the door enough to let it seem that she had just let Patty into the room. As she swung the door shut, George told Patty to embrace the other girl.
When Patty slipped her arms around Judy, Judy returned the embrace. Then her mouth came down on Patty's and the under-aged little redhead let her lips part as soon as she felt Judy's tongue pressing against them. Judy worked her tongue into Patty's mouth with short thrusts as she ran her hands down the younger girl's back.
"Hike her skirt up, Judy," George ordered. His daughter did as directed, drawing the material up until it was above Patty's trim little ass. "Yeah, that's good," George said, as Judy slipped her hands into the nubile redhead's panties. "That's very good. You play with her ass, too, Patty."
He was moving around, shifting the light pole. "Okay," he said, when he was finished, "Walk down the hall. Keep you hands on her ass.
After he'd taken a couple of pictures of them walking away from them, George shifted the lights once more and took a couple of more pictures of the two teenagers in the hall. "How come you take so many?" Patty asked, staring ahead of him as he stood next to the lights.
"Film's cheap," George answered. She remembered how much she had paid for the last roll she'd bought, and how much more it had cost to get the twelve exposures developed and cocked her head at him. "The way I do it, it's cheap," he assured her. "You see, I buy raw film and make my own rolls and I do my own developing. It's better to take extra shots than it is to mess something up and have to bother with setting up again to do it over."
Patty shrugged. If you say so, she told herself. Following his instructions, she turned a little and kissed Judy again. The new pose left both of Judy's breasts visible, although only as twin projectiles under the shirt.
Once more, the two teenagers got to step apart from each other as George repositioned the lights. They were at the door to a bedroom that looked very much like the room Patty had had at her mother's: There were posters of rock stars on the wall, records and books scattered about, stuffed animals on the bed. Patty wondered, idly, if Judy had set the room up the way it was, or if her father had designed it to use as background for his pictures. This must be Judy's doing, she thought, it looks too much like the rooms my friends and I live in for an adult to have arranged it.
Since she still had one hand inside of Judy's panties, she slid it lower, until she could curve a finger into the older girl's cunt from below. It didn't surprise her to find that Judy's pussy was wet, also. "Yeah, Patty, hold it like that," George directed as he dropped to his knees and leaned forward to get a couple of shots of her with her finger in the bottom of his daughter's cunt.
Judy wormed a hand behind Patty and unfastened her brassiere, then tugged one of her lemon-sized breasts from the cup. Ducking her head, the nubile blonde fastened her lips to a stiffened nipple and commenced to suck greedily at it. Patty worked her fingers against the abundant breast in her hand with greater force, sinking her fingertips into the resilient flesh in a way that made Judy shudder beside her.
"It's about time Patty's skirt came off," George decided aloud. Judy sat up and slipped the shirt down her arms, thrusting her hips forward as she did so. Through the thin material of the other girl's panties, Patty could see that her pussy lips were extended, puffy with desire. I wonder if my cunt is as ready as her is? the bemused little nymphet asked herself as the under-aged blonde unzipped her skirt and drew it down her coltish legs. While Judy was removing her skirt, Patty slipped her brassiere off.
Patty lifted her hands and took both of Judy's big breasts into them. She brushed her thumbs over the other girl's extended nipples as she flexed her fingers against the pliant flesh. Judy threw her back so far that the cords of her throat stood out. From the far side of the bed, George murmured encouragement and snapped picture after picture.
Judy straddled one of Patty's thighs and shifted until the younger girl could feel the heat and wetness of the older girl's cunt against her flesh. Judy's knee was against her own cunt and she moved her hips, rubbing her cunt against the hard surface. Judy was squeezing Patty's breasts and they writhed against each other as they stroked and caressed each other's breasts and massaged their pussies against each other's body.
Lean forward. Judy," George instructed. He's getting turned-on, Patty thought, recognizing the raspiness of his voice. Then the other girl was bending forward. Her hands stayed on Patty's breasts, still working against the pert hillocks.
One of the older teenager's breasts dangled just above Patty's mouth. "Suck it," the nubile blonde whispered to the younger girl. Obediently, Patty lifted her head and fastened her mouth to the proffered breast. Her lips closed around the nipple and she stabbed with her tongue at it as she shifted her hand and worked her fingers around the fleshy mound.
"Put you hand in her panties, Patty," George urged. Patty took her fingers from the breast she was sucking and ran it over Judy's flat belly, then wormed their fingers into the girl's panties. Judy, anticipating her father's request, lifted her ass high in the air, so he could kneel behind her and get a picture of Patty's hand working on her cunt.
"Patty, start working her panties off," George said, his voice even raspier with passion. The nubile little redhead stopped massaging Judy's other breast and used both hands to work the thin panties over Judy's womanly hips. When the panties were as far down as she could get them in the position Judy was in, the older girl shifted, keeping her knee jammed into the soggy flesh of Patty's cunt, but lifting one knee so the panties could be pulled over it. Balancing herself on her elbows and one knee, Judy maneuvered her other leg free of the panties.
"You just wait 'til I start working on you," Judy whispered, as Patty sucked more of her large breast into her mouth. "I'll drive you just as crazy as you're driving me."
I hope so, Patty thought as she slashed her tongue across the turgid nipple. She thrust a finger into Judy's cunt, driving it as deep as she could, then commenced to saw it back and forth.
"OOOOHH!" Judy cried, tightening her hold on the younger girl's pert little breasts. "Don't stop," the pubescent blonde pleaded, "don't stop until I cum."
That was okay with Patty. She finger fucked the other girl hard, slamming her entire hand against the soggy pussy of the older blonde.
"UHHH! UHHHH! UHHHHH!" Judy cried. Suddenly, she was flooding Patty's hand with pussy juice as her vaginal muscles spasmed around the digital invader of her cunt. Patty sucked harder on Judy's abundant breast and shipped her tongue frantically over the elongated nipple. Judy was shuddering, grinding her knee against Patty's gaping pussy as she did so. Patty was on the verge of cumming herself.
"Great, just great," George said, breaking into Patty's consciousness. "You two can take a break while I reload."
"Shit," Patty mumbled, as the middle-aged man left the room.
"What's the matter?" Judy asked, from where she was lying on the bed next to Patty.
"I was about to cum," the sixteen-year-old redhead replied.
George returned to the room with his camera reloaded. "Why don't you two stretch out the right way on the bed?" he suggested. Languidly, the two teenagers did as instructed.
"Okay," George said. "Take her panties off, Judy. Twist around and push them down. Patty lift your legs so she can get them all the way off."
Once her panties were removed Patty spread her legs as far apart as she could. Judy remained in her twisted position, her fingers spread over Patty's cunt, one of them hooked into the younger girl's pussy.
"Hey," George interjected, "I want some shots of you sucking her breasts, Judy."
"She was almost ready to cum," Judy shot back. 'You can take the shots of me sucking her breasts after I bring her off."
"Okay." her father agreed. He was silent for a moment, as Judy ground the heel of her hand against Patty's engorged mons veneris. "Patty." he directed, "start kissing and licking her ass cheek. And. Judy. Patty likes fingers and things up her ass."
"Oh, great," Judy replied. "I don't care much for people doing things to my ass,"' she explained to Patty, "but, I love tongue fucking assholes." Patty shivered with anticipation, hoping George would want a picture or two of his daughter with her tongue up her ass.
"Show me a little more tongue. Patty," he directed and she stuck the labial instrument out further as she licked at the other under-aged girl's hip and plump ass. I'm going to have to try using my tongue on somebody's asshole, she told herself. Maybe I'll like it; I've liked everything else I've done.
Before George could say anything, Judy shifted her position and threw a leg across Patty's writhing torso. As soon as Patty saw the thickly-haired cunt over her face, she lifted her head and buried her tongue in the spongy flesh. "HAAAAA!" Judy cried.
Her fingers were withdrawn from Patty's ass and cunt, but she bent the younger girl's legs back, then started licking at her pussy. And, she slipped one hand under Patty and rammed a finger back in her asshole.
The way they were positioned on the bed, George couldn't really get good pictures of Patty eating Judy. The little redheaded girl-child was sure that he would want that kind of picture, but assumed he'd get it later, the way he'd get pictures of Judy sucking her breasts. Not that she minded. She already knew that she'd be making it with Judy when George wasn't around.
At George's instruction, they rolled over. Judy shifted a little, bringing her cunt under Patty's mouth. Without hesitation, Patty rammed her tongue into the streaming passage. Judy shifted and positioned her hot tongue at Patty's asshole, then held it there as George took a couple of pictures in close-up of the tongue tip and the puckered rosette. Then Judy pushed her tongue inward and Patty started cumming again.
Maybe it was the taste of her juices flowing over Judy's face or maybe it was having her tongue up Patty's ass, but Judy started cumming herself. Patty sucked at the girl's spasming cunt, swallowing the hot, slightly salty fluids as she ran her tongue in and out of the vaginal passage of the older teenager. "UUNNNHHHH!" Judy screamed, her cry muffled because her tongue was still in Patty's asshole.
When they had stopped shuddering against each other, the two teenagers rolled onto their backs. George moved around the bed, taking a few more pictures of them as they sprawled in the afterglow of their hard cums. Finally, he moved out of sight. A moment or so later, he was back with damp wash clothes. The girls cleaned the pussy juices from their faces and waited. "Here," he said to Patty, handing her, her panties, "slip these back on."
Once she'd done so, he reposed her on her back and had Judy get on her elbows and knees beside her. As Judy sucked on Patty's breasts , she worked her hand into the younger girl's panties and rubbed her pussy. By the time George was ready to get the pictures of Patty eating his daughter's cunt, both girls were aroused enough that they had no trouble cumming again.
And, while George was in the darkroom developing and printing the pictures he'd taken, the two horny teenagers ate each other a third time. They didn't mention that to George, although they agreed that it was the best cum they had that day.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
It was a couple of days after Patty had been forced to pose for pornographic pictures with Judy, by the other girl's father. In the interval, things in the house had been quiet. Oh, the two under-aged girls had made love with each other a couple of times. And George had fucked them both, usually alone, but, once by joining them as they had sported with each other. Judy had accepted the invasion of her mouth, cunt and asshole as readily as Patty had. From the seventeen-year-old girl, Patty had learned that a body had no concept of right or wrong, that it knew only desire and assuagement.
The two under-aged girls were sprawled on the couch in the living room. Because they'd gone out earlier to get breakfast, they were dressed, a somewhat unusual occurrence. Normally, both girls wandered around the house naked: or wearing, at the most, panties and an old shirt of George's. On this particular morning, both were clad in panties and cut-offs: Judy was also wearing a T-shirt, while Patty had a halter on.
When the front door opened, the teenagers turned their attention from the TV. George was coming into the house, followed by a teenaged male. "Hi, Rick," Judy squealed as she hopped to her feet.
"Hi, Judy," he replied, his gaze on Patty. "Who's your friend?"
"That's Patty," Judy answered.
Rick and Judy moved to each other and went into a heated embrace. What's going on here? Patty asked herself as she saw the boy's hand move under the nubile blonde's T-shirt and voyage up to one of her pointy breasts. Then she heard George returning and her question was answered: it was going to be another photo session.
Me? Patty thought gulping. Then it dawned on her. This is going to be like Paula and Larry and I the night I left there; all three of us doing things to each other.
Look at this, Patty," she directed. The younger girl stepped back and lowered her eyes, then felt them go wide: Rick's cock was even bigger than George's. In fact, it was almost as big as Larry's. Judy had her hand wrapped around it and half of the shaft was still visible.
"Grab hold of it, too, Patty," George ordered. Patty closed a hand around the shaft of the cock above Judy's Together, they managed to conceal all of the cock except for the crimson head. Golly, Patty thought, I wonder if it's going to keep growing; it'll be huge if it does.
Judy reached behind Rick and, swiftly, undid the knot of the halter behind Patty's neck, causing the silk triangle to fall away from the younger girl's breasts. "Hey, they're pretty cute," Rick told the barely pubescent little sixteen year old. "Small, hut cute." He moved his hand out from under the cloth and started rotating his palm over one of the compact mounds, drawing the nipple into stiffened erectness. Despite herself, Patty shivered.
"Here's the scam," George said, as he moved around the grouping of teenagers. "Judy's old enough to date and she knows Rick from somewhere. She's invited him over so you can find out what screwing is like, Patty. The three of you get each other's clothes off: then Rick sits on the couch and you kneel next to him so he can make out with you while Judy sucks him off.
After that, he fucks you. then both of you work on his cock with your mouths until he's ready again and he fucks Judy. While he's screwing her, Patty, you suck on her tits. Got it?"
Patty nodded. She was still squeezing Rick's cock, as Judy was: and he was still fondling their breasts. At a nod from George, Patty took her hand away from the stiff cock and caught the hem of Judy's T-shirt, then pushed it up to reveal her friend's large breasts. Briefly, the older girl released her grip on the boy's cock, so she could skim the T-shirt over her head. Patty took advantage of that to finish untying her silk halter, baring herself to the waist, too.
The sixteen-year-old girl wasn't sure what she was supposed to do, but she finished opening Rick's jeans, then commenced fondling his cock and balls as Judy lifted his feet out of the crumpled cloth. "Very good," George murmured. "Now, you girls strip."
Judy rose and unfastened her cutoffs, then shoved them and her panties down to her feet. After stepping out of them with one foot, she kicked the other leg into the air. tossing the garments away and opening her cunt until the pink, inner flesh was revealed.
Why am I wondering if he's taking color pictures? Patty asked herself as she undid her own shorts and lowered them and her panties in one motion, the way Judy had.
Now that all three of them were naked. Rick crossed the few feet to the couch and sprawled upon it, her knees spread to allow Judy to get to his cock. She dropped to her knees and commenced licking the stiff rod as Rick held out his arms to Patty.
The nubile little redhead moved to the couch side and bent to kiss the boy. He lifted his hands and closed them over her jaunty breasts as Patty slid her tongue into his mouth. "Move your legs apart, Patty," George called as he squatted and aimed the camera upward. Blushing a little, Patty did as she was instructed.
A moment later and she entered the couch on her knees. Her new position required her to either sit on her heels or keep her ass elevated and, before she could decide which to do, she felt Judy's hand caressing the trim mounds in a way that directed her to keep her ass elevated.
By straining her eyes, Patty was able to glimpse what Judy was doing. The nubile blonde had shifted and was sucking on one of Rick's testicles. From the way he was squeezing her breasts, Patty decided that he liked having his balls mouthed. I'll have to remember to do that to George the next time he wants me to suck him off, she told herself.
"Patty, shift so he can suck on one of your tits," George called. It was an instruction she was glad to obey, for he had already fondled her breasts to an aching fullness. She presented one of them and Rick took the whole of the compact mound into his mouth at once.
As he slashed his tongue across her turgid nipple. Judy lifted her head and dropped her mouth over his rampant cock. Patty watched the older girl as her cheeks hollowed from the hungry way she was sucking on the massive cock.
Rick slid a hand down Patty's body and commenced to fondle her pussy, rubbing his fingers along the rapidly dampening cleft. Patty twined her fingers in his hair and pressed his lips harder against the breast he was sucking. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she murmured.
It seemed he had barely commenced to caress her clitoris when he ran a finger into her cunt. Too soon. Patty wanted to tell him, but she recognized that they were operating on a tight time schedule and that she couldn't expect him to take all the time she wanted him to take. I wonder if he'd come over some time when George isn't taking pictures? she asked herself. I'd really like to fuck him when there were just the two of us. I'll ask him before he leaves. And hope that Judy doesn't mind. I would like to screw a guy my own age without anything else being involved; the only time I've fucked with just me and somebody else.
it's been George. Rick's body tensed against hers and Patty realized that Judy's eager mouth had already brought him to the point where he was about to come. "Let some of it run out of your mouth, Judy," George directed. "It makes Pete happy -when he gets shots where cum shows."
Pete? Patty thought. Is it the same Pete that Larry knows? She hoped that it wasn't; otherwise, Larry might be able to locate her.
Patty, twist around and put one foot on the back of the couch," George directed. The aroused little nymphet did so, aware that her cunt was completely exposed to the camera as she did so.
To her surprise, Judy thrust her head forward and began to lick at the opened cunt. Then she saw that Rick's cock had started to go soft after being emptied, but that the sight of Judy eating her was giving him a renewed hard-on.
In a moment, he was pushing Judy away from her cunt and moving to cover her trembling body with his. Judy scooted along the floor and knelt even with Patty's head. Slipping one hand under the younger girl, she turned her so their lips could meet. "Yeah, that's great," George said. "That's great. Rick, go slow putting it into her. And, Patty, drop a hand down so you can finger-fuck Judy while you're getting screwed. After all, she's letting her boyfriend fuck you so you can learn what it's like. You want to keep her happy; you want her to let it happen again."
Patty gasped against Judy's mouth as she felt the head of Rick's cock push into her dilated cunt. He stopped as soon as he was lodged securely within her vagina. Somehow, even without being able to see him, Patty was aware that George was taking close-ups of her delicate little cunt being invaded by the boy's massive cock.
"Okay, Rick, have fun," George said. Patty heard him moving around and remembered that she was supposed to be fingering Judy's cunt. She let her hand fall from the couch and began rubbing the older girl's pussy. Since Judy's ass was being held high in the air, her father had no difficulty in getting pictures of the seventeen-year-old's pussy as Patty rubbed her fingers against it.
Still, the steady movement of his cock in and out of her vaginal passage was enough to assure Patty that she would come herself. When Rick drove his cock to the end of her cunt, he would grind his loins against hers, making his cock rub against her swollen clitoris. Although it was difficult with one of her legs elevated, Patty hunched her cunt against him as she worked to bring herself off.
Twisting her mouth free from Judy's, Patty pleaded: "Oh, Rick, fuck me a little harder. Make me come, Rick, make me come."
"HHHHHIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!" Patty shrilled as her body jerked convulsively. Rick kept his cock buried in her cunt until the tremors in her body subsided, then pulled slowly out of her juicy pussy.
For a moment, he rested upon Patty's sweat-dampened body. Then he pushed himself up and rolled to a seated position. His cock, somewhat deflated, rested against his thigh, glistening from her cuntal fluids.
"Okay, girls" George said, impatiently, "both of you work on his cock with your mouths: get him hard enough to fuck Judy."
Judy remained on the floor, while Patty turned around and positioned herself on her elbows and knees. Since Judy had already taken the head of Rick's cock into her mouth, Patty began to lick at the shaft. It disturbed the sixteen-year-old girl somewhat that she was licking her own juices from the cock, but she soon decided that she was being silly.
With that thought in mind, Patty commenced to lick at the slowly stretching cock-shaft with greater ardor. Then Judy lifted her mouth from the bulbous head of the cock and whispered: "Kiss me, Patty, with his cock between our mouths."
Patty almost giggled at the idea, but did as Judy suggested. To her surprise, she was able to mesh her lips with the older girl's and they slid their tongues against each other's lips, brushing them over Rick's cock as they did so. The treatment caused the boy to stiffen dramatically.
"Stretch out on your side. Rick," George directed. Once the boy was in position. George looked at Judy. "Okay, on your side next to him."" Once Judy was as directed George had her twist her upper torso until Rick was able to kiss the blonde girl. "Throw your leg back over him" George told his daughter.
Again, Judy did as directed. Now Rick's cock was resting against her pussy cleft. "Shift up until he can get it in you, Judy," her father ordered and the underage girl wiggled higher on the couch, then eased herself back down, impaling her cunt on the rampant cock.
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the nubile seventeen-year-old sighed as the stiff cock was driven further into her vaginal passage by the wiggling of her lithe body. Rick wormed a hand under her and cupped it around one of her firm breasts, his fingers seeking the stiffened nipple immediately. He was leaning toward her, but remaining far enough away that Judy couldn't get her lips to his. "Work your tongues against each other's," George ordered and the couple did just that.
Patty had remembered what George had ordained earlier. She moved to the floor and crouched over Judy's body, her mouth busy on the breast that Rick wasn't fondling. "Very good, Patty," George murmured. "Ohhhhh, yesssss, very good."
Judy worked one of her hands down and commenced fingering Patty's cunt again.
Unbidden, Patty reached out and began flicking her finger against Judy's clitoris, making the older girl shudder. "Excellent, excellent, Patty," George said behind them, "you have a real talent for this." For several minutes, neither girl moved.
Finally, Judy swung herself to a seated position. "I'm gonna take a shower" she announced. "Want to join me?"
They soaped each other but it was an act of friendship, not sex.
After they had rinsed and started drying themselves, Patty remembered that she had wanted to see if she could set up something with Rick when they could be alone. "Do you know Rick's phone number?" she asked Judy.
"I can give you his phone number, but you're wasting your time calling him" Judy replied.
"Why? Patty asked, wondering what Judy knew.
"Rick likes getting his cock sucked by guys" Judy replied.
"You're kidding?" Patty gasped. Judy shook her head. "Well, why did he fuck us then?" Patty demanded.
"Because he gets paid" Judy replied. "He's got a big cock and George gives him fifty bucks to screw. Besides, as long as he can fuck over here and get his gun, he can tell himself that he's not completely queer. He can say to himself that he's going to start fucking girls regularly, as soon as he finds a girl he really likes. But, he's never going to find one.
"You want me to call Terry, the guy I know that goes to college?" Judy asked. "I think he's got a brother that's seventeen that might like to go out with you, particularly if he knew you'd screw. It'd be more like a real date."
"I never had a real date" Patty answered. "My mom never let me. Yeah, I think I would like it."
Then a horrible thought crossed her mind. "What about your dad?" "What about him?" Judy retorted. "Won't he get pissed at us for going out?"
Judy shrugged. ' Why should he? If he wants some ass. hell get it when we get home. I mean, he knows he doesn't own us. He may run our lives pretty much while we're here, telling us to fuck this guy or that woman ..." "Woman?" Patty exploded. "Yeah." Judy agreed. Twice, he's brought over women for me to get it on with. I think they pay him to get next to a kid. Both times, he gave me money after they left."
"See" Judy explained, "George knows that he can't get too bitchy. I mean, we can split any time we want to. He knows I'd do it, too, if he gave me too much of a hard time."
That's right. Patty thought, I can leave, too. "Okay," she said, "call what's-his-name, the one with the brother." A moment later, she added: "And, call they guy that'll pay a hundred dollars to fuck me."
If I decide to leave, she told herself, I'll need the money. I might have a night when I couldn't find a guy to buy me food or give me a place to sleep. I'd better take this money while I can get it.
Patty smiled to herself as she left the bathroom. I'm growing up, she thought, I must be, I'm starting to think about practical things.
