Tracy sneaked another peek at her new neighbors. She had been watching them ever since they had moved in last week. She had noticed that a veritable feast of cock was now inhabiting the big colonial house next door.
Tracy had left her bedroom light off again, so that no one would know that she was watching the family's house through the window. She kept looking at the clock on her dresser, and then back to the dark bedroom window that was directly across from her own. She waited for that window to light.
Her shiny auburn hair was loose down her shoulders, framing her beautiful face in ornate curls. She was naked under her long lavender silk robe.
Her big round tits hung heavily under the caressing silk. The prominent nipples poked through the robe like two pointing fingertips. Her starving pussy felt cool in the night air, bare and tingling as she waited for the family's male members to appear.
There were two sons living there, and the family's father was a big good-looking man too. Tracy compared him to her own husband. Thoughts of her globe-trotting executive husband made her fists clench at her sides. She was going crazy from his extended business trips, and she was ready to do anything necessary to get herself some good stiff cock.
The light across the lawn went on, and Tracy sighed in anticipation. She watched through the corner of her bedroom curtains, hidden from sight in her dark bedroom. Her cock-hungry pussy tingled more strongly when she saw the oldest son come into the bedroom and begin to get ready for bed.
Tracy sighed, and her big tits rose and fell in her robe. The stiffening nipples rubbed against the silk. They ached for a man's mouth and hands. She watched the boy take his pajamas from his dresser drawer and put them on the bed. Then he casually pulled off his T-shirt, yawning.
Tracy couldn't help herself. As the boy next door began to undo his jeans, her hand strayed down and pressed against the tight wet slit of her cunt. She sighed again, and she tickled the pink lips of her pussy while the boy pulled down his pants.
He was almost facing his window. Tracy had not seen such a perfect view of his cock before. When he stretched and then kicked his pants off, she could see the bulge of his cock in his jockey shorts, framed and centered in the bright space between his open curtains.
Tracy tickled her pussy faster. She watched the boy hook his fingers into the elastic waistband of his shorts and pull them down.
"Oh, baby," Tracy said. "You've got one hell of a cock there, boy." She rubbed her cunt through the robe, watching as if hypnotized.
He yawned and stretched. His long thick prick wobbled heavily. Tracy swallowed hard. This boy had the nicest cock she had ever seen. She hoped big helmet-headed cocks like this boy's ran in his family.
Tracy reached her hand between the sides of her robe and touched her bare pussy. She fingered the delicate lips of her cunt tenderly, staring at the long hanging cock.
She couldn't believe her luck. As she watched, the well-muscled boy stood and postured. He was watching his own reflection in the polished glass of his window as if it were a mirror. He took his cock in one hand, holding it up to gaze proudly at its reflection in the glass.
Tracy let one fingertip ease between the tight folds of her cunt-mouth. She traced up and down the wet slit of her pussy, watching the boy look at his big cock from the front and then from the side. She could see his hand begin to stroke up and down.
"Oh, yeah," she said. "Rub that cock. Make it nice and big.,, Her finger stirred deeper into her hungry pussy.
As if the boy had heard her, his cock began to grow. He stroked his prick faster. His big fuzzy balls rocked as his cock swelled and thickened.
Tracy's breath deepened, and her hand started jerking in her cunt. She stretched the warm rubbery lips of her pussy, never taking her wide hazel eyes off her neighbor's beautiful prick.
The boy kept rubbing his hardening prick, and Tracy fingerfucked her pussy to the same jerking rhythm. She reached up with her other hand and gripped a big round tit through her robe.
The firm flesh of her heavy tit resisted her grip like sponge-rubber. She loved the way her tits stuck out, big and round and always bouncing. And she loved the way her tits warmed with anticipation of feeling the neighbor boy's big cock sliding between them.
His big reddened prick was fully stiff. It seemed to throb in his hand as he stroked and watched. Tracy shoved her finger into her cunt and wiggled her hand at the wrist. She groaned. She imagined that this boy's huge cock was pushing and shoving, stretching her cunt apart for a good hard fuck.
She felt her heart hammering in her ears as she stood back from the window. She drew her curtains apart all the way, still watching the boy's delicious-looking prick.
She went and got her small upholstered vanity chair and set it in front of the window. Then she went to her door and flicked on her bedroom light.
She passed the window again, glancing through it. The neighbor boy was jacking off at full speed now, and Tracy gasped at the size of his straining prick. The helmet-shaped cockhead was huge and purple, and the Jong veinous shaft of his prick had thickened into a gnarled horn.
She stopped, turned half-away from the window, and pretended to be looking for something on her bedtable. But she kept stealing glances out the window at his amazing young prick.
Then suddenly his hand stopped. Tracy hoped he had noticed her light. When she was sure, she moved past the window again. This time she let her robe open, giving the boy a peek at her big tits and her tiny bare cunt.
She turned, noticing that the boy had stepped back and was leaning down to watch her. Tracy moaned, but acted like she didn't see him.
She stood back, not looking at him. She took her robe off her shoulders.
She could almost feel his eyes on her. She let the robe fall farther. And the lavender silk revealed more and more of the full upper slopes of her tits.
She glanced at his window. The boy was against the glass, staring with his mouth open. She let him see her watching him. And then she gave him a wink. She let the robe go down until her big reddened nipples popped from the cloth into the open.
The boy's grin made Tracy giggle again. She turned to face him and let her robe down to her narrow waist. And she wiggled her shoulders, making her big tits rock and sway.
They were staring at each other now. Tracy's throat went dry. She put her tongue out and licked her full mouth in a circle from top to bottom lip.
The boy stayed pressed to the window, his hands and face against the glass. He watched Tracy shake her big tits for him. The overwide grin stayed plastered over his young face.
Tracy laughed, feeling a rush shoot up her spine. She could feel her bare pussy tingling stronger than ever when she lowered the robe more. She teased him, leaving the open robe down far enough so that he could see only the fringes of her faint cunt-fuzz.
Then she nodded to him. She waited, hoping he would understand that she wanted to see his cock before she showed him her pussy.
The boy stood and pulled his curtains open farther. He positioned himself so that Tracy could see his big naked cock and his hanging balls.
His window shade came up to clear the top pane. The double window was tall enough for him to stand revealed from his thighs to his head.
Tracy put an impressed expression on her face. She stared at his big cock. She lowered her robe until her hands were down at her sides.
The boy's eyes widened until Tracy thought they would pop out of his skull. His cock bobbed up and down stiffly with the quickening beat of his heart.
Tracy smiled. She licked her lips again and let the robe drop.
She put her hands up to hold them under her big hanging tits. She held them up as if she was offering them. She squeezed her firm tits for him to see, making her pale flesh balloon between her spread fingers.
Tracy laughed again. The boy's reaction was to reach his own hands out, as if he were squeezing her big tits himself.
The boy lightly traced his hand up and down the impressive length of his prick, grinning at her. Tracy nodded, moving her own hand as if she was rubbing his prick for him.
He gripped his cock tighter and started to stroke it seriously. Tracy sighed. She watched the boy pull the tight skin of his prick up and down the rigid cockmeat underneath. She spread her feet on her bedroom carpet to give him a better view of her starving pussy.
He stroked his cock faster. Tracy moved her own hand up and down in time, wishing she was the one stroking his cock.
She wanted to beg him for a fuck. Right now. She tore her eyes off his beautiful prick long enough to see that her telephone was on her nightstand.
Tracy held up one finger to tell the boy to wait. She took the step necessary and then grabbed the phone. Turning back to the window, she giggled again and showed the instrument to the boy.
He stared for a moment. Then he nodded. He left the window for an instant. Then he returned with his telephone in his hand.
Tracy's heart raced. She held up fingers to tell him which numbers to dial.
When her phone rang it made her jump. Tracy picked up the phone.
"Hi," she heard.
"Hi, yourself," she answered, staring hotly at his naked prick. "I'm ready for a nice neighborly fuck-how about you?"
"Gee," he said, glancing at his bedroom door. "I don't know if I can get out of the house." He blushed. "My .name's Tom. What's ypurs?"
"Tracy," she told him. She ran one finger up and down the tight little slit of her pussy. "Do you like my pussy, Tommy?"
"Sure," he said. "How about this?" He took a firm grip on his cock near the thick roots.
"You have a nice big cock, Tommy," she cooed. "Wouldn't you like to shove that big prick in my pretty mouth?"
The boy didn't answer at first. He just stared. Tracy parted her thighs. She moved her pussy up and down, moaning into the telephone receiver.
"Wouldn't you like to fuck your big cock all the way in and out of my tight cunt?" she asked. "And shoot all your hot cock-cream for me?"
"Yeah," he answered in a throaty tone.
"Then just come over here, Tommy, baby. Come and take care of my hot cock-hungry pussy. Please?"
The boy glanced to the door again, scowling in indecision. "It's so late. They'll hear me-I can't-oh, shit!" he said, staring at her hot naked body through the window. "You want it bad, huh, Tracy?"
"You know I do, Tommy," she answered.
"Tell me about it," he said. And he started to rub his prick in long slow exaggerated strokes for her to see.
"I want to get you over here, Tommy," she said, "so I can get down on my knees and lick your cock. Lick it all over. So it's nice and wet."
"Go on," he said. "Tell me more." His cock was still huge and stiff, bobbing as he spoke.
Tracy stepped closer to the window. She held her shoulders back to let the boy see her tits stick out farther. And she made sure her pussy was in plain view.
"You nasty boy," she said, putting on a mock pout. "Making me talk dirty when I am so horny to fuck."
She used her free hand to play with her pussy. She moaned loudly into the telephone receiver.
"Please," she said. "Don't make me wait. I'll do anything for your big prick, Tommy. And nobody will ever know. It will be our secret."
He sighed out loud, obviously torn. He glanced toward the door of his bedroom again, brows down. "I don't know," he said. "Dad would kill me if-" "And I'll just die without your big hard prick in my pussy," she said, breathing heavily into the phone. "Save me, Tommy. Save me with that long thick monster cock, baby-please!"
Tracy stared at his cock. She began to move her pussy, rocking from the hips to let him see how she would fuck him.
"I'll lay you down and get up on top," she said. "You can watch me fuck. You can play with my tits while I fuck and fuck."
Tommy let out another nervous laugh, but she could tell by his face that he was almost convinced. Tracy took a deep breath, smiling at him.
"You know you want to," she coaxed. "You know how good it will feel to push your big cock farther and farther up my tight fuckhole."
Tommy leaned closer to the window. He leaned forward, pressing his cock against the glass. The pressure flattened the stiff column of his cockshaft, making it look even bigger and thicker than before.
"Don't tease me, you naughty boy," Tracy said. She fingered her hot cunt faster, dipping her finger into the juicy depths and moaning into the phone again. "It's not fair to show off your big manly prick if you're not going to fuck me. Now that I've seen your big prick, I just have to feel it in my tight cunt and in my sucking mouth."
Tommy grinned, holding the phone with one hand. He reached down with his other hand and traced the outline of his cock. "Maybe. I can sneak downstairs and get out without anybody hearing'me," he said. "But if I come over there, will you do everything I say?"
Tracy smiled, nodding to him in the window. "1*11 be a slave to your cock, Tommy. I promise. You can tell me to do anything, and I'll obey you."
The boy stared, smiling back at her.
"I want to fuck your cunt. And fuck your mouth. And I sure as hell want to fuck those big pretty tits of yours, Tracy."
Tracy reached up to hold her tits for him again. This time she pushed the big round globes of soft fuckable flesh tightly together. She glanced down at the tight cleavage between her big tits, holding the phone on her shoulder.
"See?" she said. "See how tight my tits will grip your prick. And I'll use these to fuck you until your cum shoots in my face."
Tommy's grin told her she had won him over. He gave one more look at the door. Then he looked at his hot neighbor's naked cunt and tits again.
"Okay," he said. "Wait for me at the back door. I'm coming."
Chapter Two
Tracy waited at the back door as he had told her. She had put on her robe again, and she held it tightly about her as she waited.
She heard him hop the fence from his backyard to hers. She unlocked the door and then heard him hit the steps to the back porch.
Tracy opened the door the instant she heard him knock. When she saw him standing there, she was surprised to be looking up at him. Tommy was taller than she had thought. And he was back in his T-shirt and jeans.
"Come on in, Tommy, darling," she said. "Gome on in and fuck the living shit out of me!" She laughed at his boyish grin.
Tracy took him by the arm and let him into the house. She could hardly keep from grabbing his prick and forcing it down her throat. But she walked him into the living room, walking closely enough to rub her tits against him. She looked down at his crotch, seeing the long thick outline of his still-stiff prick through the faded denims.
She sat him on the couch. Then she stepped away, smiling down at him.
"Thank you so much for coming here," she said. She opened her robe as she spoke, baring her outthrust tits and her tight pink pussy all at once. "Do I look better in person?" She posed brazenly with her cunt forward and her jiggling tits stuck out.
"Yeah," he said, his eyes roving up and down her body. "Lots better."
Tracy let her robe fall in an avalanche of lavender. The silk puddled around her feet and she stepped out of her robe. She put one leg up, resting her foot on the arm of the couch nearest Tommy. She leaned forward, arching her cunt toward his wide-eyed young face.
The boy looked at her pink pussy from mere inches away. He looked up at her face, gririning wider. Then he reached up and touched her pussy.
Tracy moaned, her head arching back until she was looking at the ceiling. She leaned forward a little bit farther, arid she could feel his hand exploring the juicy mouth of her cunt.
"Yes!" she said. "Oh, yes!" She rocked her hips in little shallow fucking motions, and his finger teased up and down the tight lips of her pussy. She pulled her head down and watched him look at her pretty cunt as he felt its wet softness.
When she saw him lean forward, Tracy held her breath. She felt his mouth touch her cunt. She moaned, feeling goosebumps on her arms. Tommy kissed her pussy again and again.
Tracy let out an excited sigh and reached down to cradle his head. She put her arms around him and pulled him tighter to her cunt.
"Eat me!" she begged. "Eat my pussy!"
The boy looked up at her while his tongue came out. Tracy moaned again, feeling his strong tongue move in her cunt. She held her body steady, letting the boy treat her to an unexpected cunt-licking.
He licked and stabbed, using his tongue to stir and wipe the elaborate symmetry of her pussy-lips. Tracy could feel those folded cunt-lips swell and redden with every wonderful movement of Tommy's exploring tongue.
She held him tighter still, pushing his face into her starving pussy. She moved her cunt on his face, losing her cool reserve and begging him to suck her cunt dry.
She moved faster, jerking her hips to wipe her sparking cunt on the neighbor boy's young face. His tongue and his lips did wonders to her pussy, fluttering and poking in ever-changing ways. She felt a growing charge in her cunt.
She moaned over and over, using her hands to turn his head from side to side as he licked and sucked her pussy. The charge kept building, like an increasing voltage that would soon light up her cunt with a flash.
"Oh, Tommy!" she moaned. "It's so good! So fucking good!"
She continued to move his head with her hands, racing her hips back and forth as fast as she could. The boy kept up with her, his tongue staying strong as it worked circles in her pussy.
"Let me cum!" she begged. "Oh, please!" Her lungs began to suck air so fast that she could no longer speak. The electric charge in her pussy built higher and higher, inspired by Tommy's wonderful tongue.
Tommy didn't stop. He didn't even slow down. He tongued Tracy's pussy as if he were going to keep going forever.
She wrapped her arms around his head tighter, rocking her hips to keep his tongue spinning at the same grinding pace. Her cunt flashed a warning, and she humped the boy's face like a racehorse that had just sighted the finish line. She came with a long high-pitched wail that rang off the walls of her living room. Her body shivered and her cunt exploded into a burst of hot energy that rushed up her spine and made her brain seem to light up.
"Oh, Tommy!" she gasped. "Oh, Tommy! I'm cumming!" Another hot rush flashed up her spine. She gripped his hair in handfuls and shoved his face into her pussy, drawing another powerful rush that made her cunt flex.
Hot sweet girl-cum flooded from her cunt. The boy sucked the clear juice from her pussy, moaning as he drank it in quick swallows.
Tracy slowed her hips, holding her cunt steady. She shivered with another gut-wrenching rush, cumming into her neighbor's mouth. And then she suddenly couldn't take any more.
She gasped as if in pain and pushed his head away. Tommy's tongue kept licking in the air, trying to reach her spasming pussy. But Tracy held him back, gasping again.
She wound down slowly. She gave him a weak grin, and then gasped and shivered with an aftershock.
"Oh, Tommy!" she moaned appreciatively. "I needed that!"
He just smiled, wet from his chin to his nose. He licked his lips. Then he stood up.
"Now it's your turn," he said. He began to undo his pants. "I want to see your pretty mouth with my big cock stuffed into it."
Tracy got down on her knees, and she gently moved his hands away from his jeans. She unbuttoned them herself, grinning up at him. Then she pulled down the zipper, watching to see his beautiful cock appear.
Tommy hadn't put his undershorts on. When she unzipped his pants slowly and carefully, she saw his stiff prick snap up straight before her eyes.
Tracy yanked his jeans down to his knees. She gripped his prick with one hand and reached the other hand down to grasp his big cum-filled balls.
Without a word, she opened her mouth and sucked his cock inside.
Tommy groaned staring down ather with his wide-eyed expression. She watched his face as she moved her mouth farther and farther along his big thick cock. She saw him open his mouth as he watched her swallow more and more of it.
Tommy's stiff prick was delicious. Tracy moaned, feeling the sound vibrate the meat of his prick. She kept moving forward until Tommy's big round cockhead was all the way at the very back of her throat.
She stayed there for a moment. She sucked in strong intervals, and Tommy groaned again, louder.
She still gripped his cock by the thick hairy root, and her lips were pushed up against the side of her hand. His whole big prick was covered with tight flesh. She sucked harder.
Tommy groaned louder. He reached down as she had done to him, gripping the sides of her head with his strong hands. He held her tight. Then he slowly pulled his prick from her mouth, one thick wet inch at a time.
She sucked after him, and the tight pink skin of his cock slipped back over his throbbing cockshaft until she could feel it wrinkling in her mouth. She let him go until the prominent rim of his cockhead pulled up tight against the inside of her lips. But then she held on, sucking her mouth around his cockhead possessively.
He pushed his hips forward slowly. Tracy happily accepted all that tasty cockmeat back into her mouth. When he had pushed forward to her limit, he stopped with his prick almost blocking her air supply.
Tommy repeated the process again and again. Soon he built up a steady pace, fucking his whole cock in and out of her mouth.
She urged him on with excited moans. She moved her head to the steady rhythm of Tommy's iron-hard prick, wishing her complacent husband could see her now.
Tommy used his hands to make Tracy go faster. She held on with her hands on his cock and his balls, sucking hard every time his big prick slipped out of her mouth.
He led her to a quicker pace. Tracy could hear the wet noises of her cocksucking. She could feel the beat of his heart in his prick, and as she sucked she could feel it getting faster.
Tommy's wide eyes were glued to her face. She winked up at him the way she had done from the window. And she fluttered her flattened tongue under his cock.
Tommy's response was to fuck her mouth in longer faster strokes. His breath gusted from his lungs as he used her mouth like a willing cunt. She moaned with every breath, and her eyes begged him to fill her mouth with his cum.
She could see him getting closer and closer. She moved her head on his prick with machinelike precision. Her hands squeezed and milked his balls to the hammering tempo of her mouth.
Tommy's gasps were louder. His face contorted into a strained expression that Tracy loved to look at. His prick seemed to take a deep breath of its own, swelling bigger in her mouth.
Tommy held his breath and set his teeth. He pulled Tracy's mouth far onto his throbbing cock, grunting like a wounded animal.
Tracy could almost feel the first huge load of cum squeeze from his balls and down the straining shaft of his cock. Like a bullet from the barrel of a gun, his hot load shot into her eager mouth.
His hands gripped her head so hard that it hurt, but Tracy ignored the pain, concentrating on sucking every drop of delicious cream from his prick. She drank the first strong stream, gulping quickly for more.
Tommy's cum-hole spewed another bullet of cum, and then another. Tracy let out a muffled bleat of pleasure, drinking the boy's cum as fast as it gushed from his prick. His hips shoved forward with every blast of the bittersweet stuff.
Tracy could feel his gushing cockhead wedged firmly into the back of her gulping throat. She took her hands from his cockshaft and his unloading balls, pushing back on his lean hips. He was choking her with his cock.
Tommy didn't seem to notice. He rammed his prick down her throat, and another thick blast of cum was gulped down her gullet.
She pushed her head against the brutal pressure of his hands, forcing her tightly stretched lips to work back and forth to draw more cum. Tommy hissed his breath in and held her steady.
Tracy sucked another tasty drool of cum from his prick with sheer power. She gulped it down. A last drop drooled into her mouth.
Tommy gasped so hard Tracy thought she had accidentally bitten his cock. The boy pulled away, still gripping her auburn curls in his hands. She let his prick go reluctantly. She could suck his wonderful prick all night long.
But no matter how hard she sucked, Tommy continued to ease his cock from her mouth. Air squelched from her lips. She could feel them drag from her mouth into a rubbery ring around his prick as he slipped free.
He yelped like a wounded dog when his bloated cockhead slurped noisily from Tracy's hard-sucking mouth. He took a step back and tripped on his pants.
Tracy watched him fall onto her living room couch, his pants down around his knees and his wet cock flopping heavily. She knelt naked between Tommy and the door.
She got up as Tommy righted himself, grinning sheepishly. She was at the foot of the couch before the boy could blink an eye.
She wasn't about to let him get away. She needed a fuck, and this boy's big prick was just waiting for her to stiffen it up again.
She put her big round tits in his face and took a strong grip on his cock with one hand. She gave him a pretty look. She stroked his well-sucked cock as she spoke.
"Tommy, baby," she said. "Suck my tits. And let me get you ready to fuck. Please, Tommy."
The boy rested more comfortably on the long couch, grinning at Tracy's stiff nipples. She put her free hand under the heavy tit nearest him and held it up. Tommy leaned forward to suck her thick pink nipple out of sight.
She stroked his young cock faster. She could feel it starting to get hard already. She admired the way this young boy responded to her.
She moaned as she pumped his prick to full hardness. She let the boy feast on her tits. He soon pushed his whole face in the marshmallow-soft-flesh of her oversized tits. Tracy loved every minute of it.
She loosened the grip of her hand to slide her fingers over the slippery skin of his prick. When she couldn't stand it any more, she swung one leg up over the boy and straddled his long stiff cock. She grinned down at him and put both hands on his hard cock.
"I promised you a fuck," she said. "And now that your big prick is so damn big and stiff, it's time to keep my promise."
She rose up just enough to be able to push Tommy's bloated red cockhead down into the tight hungry slit of her cunt.
Tracy held his cock and then pushed her body down. She gasped out loud when the big round cockhead began to wedge her cunt-lips open, but she kept going until the whole thing was trapped tightly inside the gripping mouth of her cunt.
Tommy stared up at his neighbor's face as if he couldn't believe his eyes, watching her naked body writhe to work her tight cunt down his stiff young prick.
Tracy deliberately played with her big tits for him to see. She mashed the pale tits together and let her fingers sink in. She gripped them until she felt her nipples thrust up from tightly crinkled gooseflesh. And she leaned farther down Tommy's throbbing cock, gasping and stabbing her tongue out.
As his prick slipped another inch into her gripping pussy, she licked her erect nipple, watching the young boy's face.
She traded, letting her tongue wet her other pointy tit, flicking the tip of her tongue to the tip of her nipple. Her stiff bud snapped straight off her tongue like hard rubber.
Tommy stared with a silly grin plastered across his strong young jaw. His hands were clawed into the couch cushions at his sides as if he were chained.
She wiggled her way down the rest of his long thick cock and came to rest on his hips. She flexed the starving muscles of her pussy, and they nipped and sucked at his prick, making Tommy's eyes widen even more.
Tracy laughed. It was almost comical to see how shocked this young boy was to see her squatting on his hard prick, already panting and wet-cunted.
When she started to fuck up and down in long slow strokes, the boy's face made her laugh again. Her laughter tightened her pussy in strong spasms. Tracy felt his whole body go rigid under her.
She watched his eyes as her body moved up and down with controlled precision. She could hear the tight wet lips of her wet cunt sucking up and down his prick.
But the best part was the feeling of his hot hard cock as she fucked evenly and slowly. Tracy's breath caught. She gripped her tits even harder. And put more twisting variations to the movements of her fucking.
"I love your cock!" she moaned. Her head stretched from side to side, and she gasped from a wide-open mouth. Strands of her long auburn hair stuck to the corners of her mouth, and she gasped them away, shaking her head with a rush.
She could tell from Tommy's face that he would fill her cunt soon. She fucked faster, gripping her tits and moving them up and down to the increasing tempo of her slippery pussy.
"Cum in my pussy, Tommy!" she begged. "Cum! Do it! Shoot! Cum!"
Her words passed through her clenched jaws like hisses. They were timed to the heavy downbeat of her agile body. She rose and fell on his long cock, gasping her pleas, until Tommy grimaced and his low moans warned her. "Yes!** she gasped. "Yes, Tommy! Cum for me, baby!"
He turned his low moan into a surprising shout, and his cock thrust up from his hips. He shivered, gripping the couch so tightly that Tracy thought she heard the upholstery's stitching rip.
His cock gushed hot cum that made Tracy cry out with him.
She fucked in short fucking motions that drew his cum out. She gasped every time his sturdy cock fired another blast of cum.
His thick cum jetted so hard that Tracy could feel it splashing into the back wall of her tight pussy. She let out a series of hard breaths without sound to keep from screaming the boy's parents awake next door. She came. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she gasped. Her ass began to pound up and down on his lap so hard that the smooth flesh of her inner thighs slapped like a paddle on his upthrust body. Her pussy clamped down so tight that Tracy had to work harder to fuck against the added friction.
She drained his balls with her fuckstrokes, pulling every drop out of his cock with sheer pressure. She gasped with a growing charge that she fucked into a high-voltage blast that made her scream and see stars.
She fucked like her cunt was on fire. She felt cunt-juice sluice out of her guts and make her clamped pussy hiss wetly.
She kept fucking in her half-daze until Tommy grunted and heaved her off him. Tracy had to let him go. His long cock was overheated, and he winced when his prick landed heavily on his thigh.
"I can't-" he gasped. "It's too-" He couldn't keep enough air in his lungs to speak. But he held up his palms defensively, gasping until Tracy moved off of his body.
"I could suck it," Tracy said, leaning down at the foot of the couch near his head. "I could make it hard and then-" "No!" he cried. "Please, no! I can't take it! I gotta go! Please!"
Tommy gave her a pleading look. She knew he had been fucked hard enough to almost put him into a state of minor shock. So she softened his look with a sympathetic one of her own.
"Will you come back?" she asked. "For ore hot fucking and sucking?"
"Yeah. Sure. Yeah," he said, nodding his head nervously. He pulled up his faded jeans, wincing again when he stuffed his cock into them.
"I'll be watching you," she said with a playful lilt in her voice. "And I hope I see your beautiful prick through the window every day."
He laughed, nodding again. But she watched him fidget on the couch.
"I got to sneak back," he said apologetically. "Before Mom and Dad are done-you know- fucking." He looked down to tie one of his sneakers. "If they're done, they'll maybe hear me come in the back door." He got up, shrugging as he stepped sideways to Tracy's back door.
She stopped him and kissed him goodbye. She watched him climb the fence. Then she went upstairs.
Chapter Three
Tracy went to the guest room of her split-level house. She left the light off in the furnished bedroom as she went to the window.
She parted the curtains and looked across the short expanse of new spring lawn to the window opposite. She could see the outlines of bodies against the dim light of the bedroom next door.
Tracy was still naked. She crouched at the window just as cock-hungry as ever. Her cock- sucking and fucking had merely whetted her appetite for more. Though Tommy had a strong and willing young cock, she had bigger hopes of his handsome father.
As she watched she saw that the bodies were moving, walking as they gestured and spoke in exaggerated ways. Tracy decided that it was some sort of heated discussion when she saw Tommy's mother make a fist and slam it on her palm. Her husband waved it away, and pointed his finger and shook it in his wife's face.
As Tracy's eyesight became more accustomed to the dim light and the distance, she could almost read her neighbor's lips. She could see anger in their faces.
As she watched, crouching in the darkness, the man took off his bathrobe and began to untie his pajama bottoms. Tracy leaned closer, pushing the curtains out of her way.
He let his bottoms drop and Tracy felt her heart hammer up into her throat. He had a cock that was even bigger and more fuckable than Tommy's. The huge thick cockshaft hung down between his thighs, bent with weight. The cockhead looked as big as her fist, like a red rubber ball.
"Holy mother fuck," Tracy whispered to herself. "What a cock!"
Tracy's mind raced as she watched her neighbors continue their argument. But now she focused her attention on the man's giant prick, wondering how she could get his cock in her mouth and her cunt. She had to fuck that cock.
She couldn't stand it. The sight of his long hanging prick was too much. Tracy felt herself shiver and she reached down between her legs. When her fingers touched the pink puffy lips of her pussy, she moaned softly. She pretended that it was the gigantic cockhead she was watching that was touching her starving cunt. She gently rubbed the reddening lips.
Tracy watched his cock, but suddenly the man turned away. She froze, sighing in disappointment. Her hand stayed motionless on her pussy.
The man's wife was yelling again. She pointed at her husband's huge cock. And then she made a choking gesture around her throat with her other hand.
He yelled back. He grabbed his oversized prick in his hand, turning back so that Tracy could see it plainly through the window. His other hand gripped his wife's shoulder.
He pushed down, and she turned away. Tracy watched the neighbor's wife try to escape, but her huge-cocked husband held her to him with both hands and pushed her down toward his hanging red-headed cock.
She turned her head away. Tracy could see the man yelling down at her. Tracy imagined that it was her own head so near to his incredible huge prick. She could feel her mouth water to taste it. But the woman in the next door window was still struggling.
By now the man had begun to push his heavy prick against his wife's clamp-jawed face. He held her down with the force of his arms. Tracy could see his lips moving. She was almost sure that he was ordering her repeatedly to suck it.
"Oh, God!" Tracy said in the darkness. "You fool bitch cunt! Suck that big cock! Oh, you fool!"
And her own cock-hungry mouth filled as she imagined how she would suck that big heavy prick. But the woman wouldn't even open her mouth.
Now Tracy could see that he was really mad. She wished she could watch him beat the shit out of his cold-hearted wife. But he didn't raise his hand against her. And after more words, she shrugged away and moved out of the dimly lit frame of the window.
Tracy watched her neighbor watch the woman leave. She could tell how his eyes moved and then winced as his wife had stalked from the bedroom and then slammed the door behind her.
Tracy's cunt was on fire. She stood and took a deep breath. She threw her curtains wide, watching her neighbor as he sat on the edge of his bed and stared at his enormous prick, his face sad.
Tracy could reach her lamp from the window. She could feel her heart racing as she began to flick the light on and off.
The man didn't notice at first. He was obviously lost in thought. His head remained low.
But then the blinking light caught his eye. He turned toward Tracy, and his eyes widened.
She stood close to the double window, her huge tits sticking out with her long nipples already stiff. Her thighs were partially turned to the side to show him her pretty pussy unashamedly.
His expression had changed to one of excited surprise, and he stood up.
Tracy didn't move. She opened her mouth a little, panting through her lips. And she could feel his eyes on her pussy. She giggled like a young girl.
Then it was Tracy's turn to stare in shocked surprise.
As the neighbor stared at her big bare tits and her hot naked cunt, his heavy cock began to rise.
He never touched it. But the huge cockshaft thickened and lengthened. It rose from its hanging position like a wire from the ceiling was pulling it up straight.
Tracy felt weak at the knees. She gripped the wide window sill for support. Her mouth hung open as she watched his enormous prick stiffen.
The man's cockhead had bulged and purpled. Tracy could see the peak of the thick prominent rim of his cockhead under it. It was pointing strainingly up at a high angle, bobbing at a level above the man's navel.
She tore her eyes off his incredible prick long enough to see that under it his balls had pulled up tight. His big bloated balls seemed filled with sweet cum. Tracy licked her lips to taste it fresh and hot as it gushed from his prick.
Then she looked at his face. He was smiling. He moved his hips slightly. The movement drew her attention back to his cock.
It was thicker and longer than ever, and it was nodding heavily, like a huge cobra hypnotizing a mouse. Tracy gulped hard. She felt her cunt get wet- ter. She looked back up to his handsome face. She licked her lips.
She saw the question in his eyes, even from the distance between his bedroom window and hers. And she nodded, licking her luscious lips again and glancing meaningfully back down to his huge hard prick.
He looked over his shoulder toward the door. Tracy almost moved from her position in front of the window. She was afraid that his wife had returned.
But then he looked back out the window. And Tracy saw him him lift one hand and gesture in the direction of their respective backyards.
She pointed to her back door, grinning and nodding so enthusiastically that her auburn curls tumbled on her pale shoulders. She blew a curl from her wet mouth, watching her neighbor's enormous cock move away from the window.
Tracy watched him go to a dresser. He put on his pajama bottoms and then a dark blue robe that he got from a hook on his bedroom door.
He glanced back toward her from the middle of his bedroom and winked. Tracy blushed. She wondered for a moment if he knew that she had fucked his son.
But the smile that accompanied his wink told her not to worry. If he had found out, he didn't seem to care overmuch.
She watched him leave the room. His bedroom light went out. Then she drew her own curtains.
Tracy hurried into a pink housecoat and some slippers. She went downstairs like a schoolgirl to her fist date, her cheeks hot and flushed. Her big tits were bouncing with every step, and her tight well-muscled pussy needed cock more than any schoolgirl.
She opened the back door and stepped out onto the back porch.
She peered through the screens of the porch to the high ivy-grown cyclone fence that bordered her yard and her neighbor's.
She saw his back door open and shut.
She couldn't see him. It was too dark. Her porch light did little more than illuminate the little area around her door. His wasn't even on.
But she left her porch and walked silently into the backyard, past the patio furniture and the barbecue.
She neared the fence. She squinted into the deeper darkness of his yard. Then she saw the outline of someone approaching her from the walkway from his house.
He just walked up to the fence as if it were the middle of the afternoon. His smile was casual. Tracy's answering grin was one of barely restrained excitement to get her hands and her mouth on his huge cock.
"Hi," he said, his tone smooth.
"Hi," Tracy answered, her eyes roaming down. He had come close enough to his side of the fence so that she couldn't see below his waist.
"Mark Goodman," he said, extending his hand over the fence.
"Tracy. Tracy Holt."
They met with the chest-high fence between them. Tracy blushed at the way he was looking at her. Her cunt seemed to scream at her. She leaned her elbows on the top of the fence, grinning at his bold stare.
"Nice to meet you," he said casually. "Look down."
Tracy looked down and saw his enormous cock sticking through the fence. She cried out, surprised to see the big bloated cockhead staring up at her face from the clusters of leaves of the fence-hugging ivy.
"Oh, Mr. Goodman," she said in a tone to match his. "Please excuse me for a moment." She sighed, staring at the closeness of his huge thick cock. It looked even better this close. "I have to put my mouth on your big beautiful prick." She smiled wider. "And suck it like you deserve.*' Then she went down to her knees, watching his face until she couldn't see it any more. She sighed with amazement when her eyes saw his cock up close. It was ridged with veins and the cockhead was sculptured like a big purple mush-room. The cum-hole in his cock was so big that Tracy instinctively stuck her tongue out and licked it when she could reach it.
She heard Mark gasp as she pushed her knees into the cool soft lawn on her side of the fence. And then she pressed her opening lips against the wide flare of his huge cockhead, farther and farther.
She moaned as her mouth took the whole thick stalk into her mouth. It was so big that Tracy had to force her jaws all the way apart to tit the widest part between them. Even then her teeth scraped the spongy flesh of his cockhead.
But she didn't stop until it was firmly trapped in her mouth.
When her wide-stretched lips had snaked down around the rim of his cockhead, Tracy rested. She looked up and saw Mr. Goodman staring down at her over the leafy top of the fence.
He leaned forward, and more of his huge prick squeezed through the diamond-shaped space in the fence.
Tracy could easily stick her whole hand through one of the uniform spaces in the fence. But she could see the thick corded roots of Mark's cockshaft pinched by the interlocked wire.
The leaves of the ivy were crushed by his huge cockshaft. Tracy reached up and gripped it with both hands.
She sighed again, making her mouth suck farther up his gigantic rock-hard prick. When she squeezed her fingers around his slightly arched cockshaft, it flexed, prying her fingers apart.
Tracy could reach barely halfway around her neighbor's amazing prick. She spaced her hands apart and held on tightly, sucking his huge cockhead with regular bursts.
She looked up at him but it was so dark that she could only see the outline of his head against the night sky.
She moved her mouth on his huge prick, using her hands to skim the tightly stretched skin of his prick on the ruddy flesh beneath it. And she moaned on his cockhead, sucking until her mouth conformed to the curves of it exactly.
Her hands pumped faster. She yanked his huge prick harder through the fence. Another amazing inch dragged through the hole. Cock-hair scraped the leaves of the ivy. Tracy moved her hands farther apart.
She couldn't even dream of sucking his whole cock. Now that she had the whole gigantic prick in her hands, she wasn't even sure that she could fuck it. She moved her mouth up and down a few thick inches. She kept his big prick in both hands, stroking the part she couldn't reach with her mouth.
Her tongue was mashed flat to the bottom of her mouth, but she managed to flick it under his cockhead. There was a bowstring of flesh that ran down the underside of his cockhead that snapped from the tickling of her tongue. And she heard the fence shake, ivy rustling. So she licked under his cockhead faster and harder and she moved her tightly clamped Ups farther up and down his huge cock.
Her hands squeezed tighter. She pulled his cockshaft, feeling it stretch in her hands.
He was gasping already, and Tracy hadn't even gotten warmed up yet. She used her mouth like a sloppy wet pussy, making her lips trail rubber-like from his cock with every backward stroke. He gasped again. Tracy deepened her thrusts until his cockhead slammed all the way to the back of her throat. He was gripping the top of the fence with his hands. She could see that he was still looking down, watching her suck his cock.
She moaned as loudly as she dared. She could feel the vibrations travel through his prick to her hands. She rocked from the knees, sucking faster.
She could feel the bulge of his cockhead plowing back and forth along the insides of her tightly sucking cheeks. As she powered her lips up and down, she felt her neighbor's huge prick jerk and twist.
She sucked on and on, using her mouth to fuck and her hands to rub and squeeze. Before she had even worked up a good sweat, she tasted the first drops of his cum.
Mark Goodman hissed his breath in and rattled the fence with his hands. His enormous cock swelled so much that Tracy yelped. Then he came.
Chapter Four
The first huge blast of cum filled her mouth. The second ballooned her cheeks and exploded from her lips.
She tore her mouth off his cockhead before the third. She pumped and squeezed his throbbing cockshaft harder than ever and took his sudden bullet of creamy white cum in the face.
She slipped her hands all the way up his prick to the cum-smeared head. She caught the next shot of cum and wiped it back down his huge cockshaft. She slipped back up easily, and her hands squeezed another thick stream of sticky cream that she rubbed back onto his huge cock.
She could hear her hands on his prick and she could hear his grunted breath as he watched her in the darkness.
She clamped her mouth to his cockhead, sucking another thick glob of cum into her gulping throat.
She moaned at the sweet-salty taste of his hot cum. And she sucked and stroked his sticky prick until the last drops oozed from his big yawning piss-hole. She kept her hands on his enormous cockshaft. Then she felt his cock pull away.
She made a sound of refusal that was muffled by her mouthful of cock. She gripped his long thick cockshaft as hard as she could. She could feel her fingers sink into the hard meat of his prick.
But he pulled farther out of her reach.
Tracy's brows went down. She gave him a questioning look. But she didn't think he could see for the darkness of the night.
She stood, her mouth slurping off his huge cockhead.
She saw him raise his head. Tracy kept her hands on his prick, holding it possessively.
She stood close to the fence, and aimed his sticky cockhead down. She let the hot spongy meat of his cockhead touch the moist mouth of her pussy through the front of her housecoat.
Tracy started to move, rubbing the tight pink lips of her cunt over the huge blunt tip of Mark's cockhead. She moaned in spite of herself.
She caught him glancing at his house. She followed his eyes and didn't see anything. But Mark seemed hopelessly distracted by something.
"I love sucking your huge cock," she said in a whisper. "My mouth is always ready for a hot mouthful of-" "Shhhhh," he warned. "Get back down."
Tracy squinted into darkness, but couldn't see a thing. She scowled, reluctantly moving her cock-hungry pussy off the tip of his prick. She got back down on her knees and stared at his enormous cockhead.
Looking at it now, she didn't believe that she had just fit it into her mouth and sucked his cum. The size and helmet-shape of his cockhead looked like it would rip her lips open if she tried to suck it.
But she still tasted his bittersweet cum. She knew that his wife wouldn't suck that big cock- which was fine with Tracy.
She listened, but didn't hear anything except the sound of Mark's breathing. She kissed the edges of his cockhead silently, unable to keep her mouth off it.
Then she heard Mr. Goodman reach into his pocket. She also heard a voice in the distance, calling Mark's name.
He didn't move. She heard him flick a lighter. And then she saw the flame above her and the tip of the cigarette he had just lit.
Tracy kissed his cock again and again. While the man casually took a puff from his cigarette, she stretched her lips up around the edge of his cockhead, keeping quiet.
"What are you doing out here?" she heard. "I have more to say to you! You can't hide out here!"
Tracy grimaced at the sound of Mark's wife's voice. The woman was nearing the fence, and for a moment, Tracy wondered if she would be discovered.
But she didn't take his prick from her mouth, and she didn't let go of the still-hard cockshaft, but tightened her hands.
"Some fresh air," he said over his shoulder to his wife. "Go to sleep."
"You know I can't sleep after you ask me to-to-you know," she said. "I mean, I just keep thinking about it. My mouth. On that.
That..."
"My cock," he finished for her. And his cock pushed farther through the fence into Tracy's willing mouth. "My cock. You open your mouth, get down-" "Stop that!" his wife's voice snapped. "If I had known how you were before I married you-" "How am I?" he interrupted. "You tell me, Marge."
"You beast," his wife spat. "Expecting me to act like a whore just because you want me to!"
Tracy had to suppress a giggle. She forced her mouth to swallow Mark's cockhead, sucking it deep into her throat. She heard him gasp when her mouth took more and more cock. He turned it into a cough. "I've changed my mind," he said, staring up at the star-specked sky.
"What?" Tracy heard his wife say.
"I've change my mind. I don't want you to do a fucking thing for me."
"Well!" Marge's voice barked, too loudly.
"I'm serious," Mark said. And as he spoke, Tracy could feel his huge prick flexing in her hands and her mouth. "I don't need your lame cocksucking. And I don't need your dead-assed pussy, either."
"Good!" Marge said. "Keep that big-that big thing away from me!"
Tracy moved her mouth up and down his wonderful prick faster and farther. She took it all the way to the back of her throat and then slipped back off until his cockhead bashed hard against her tightly clamped lips.
She heard Mark moan when her cocksucking quickened. But by now Tracy hated Mark's tight-assed wife, and she loved his huge stiff cock.
She sucked as hard as she could. The quickening motions of her hands and her head began to move Mark's whole body against the fence.
"You can stay out here and sulk all night," his wife said. "I'm going in the house and to bed." There was a pause. "I'm locking the bedroom door," she added.
Tracy heard the woman walk away from where she was hidden below the fence. That made Tracy happy.
She pulled her mouth from his cock with a loud slurp. She proceeded to eagerly cover every hard inch of his cock with her wet lips and tongue.
She used her hands to hold his prick against the pressure of her mouth. She traveled up and down in long exaggerated strokes that emphasized the amazing length of Mark's prick.
She knelt and licked his cock as if she was going to go on forever.
After she had wetted his huge rock-hard prick from end to end, he leaned over the top of the fence.
Tracy leaned down to Eck up and down under the corded bottom of his cockshaft. She looked straight up at him, her mouth sucking and licking. She held his prick by pinching the tip of his cockhead and gripping the thick base of Mark's big cock. She ran her mouth up and down as if his cock were a huge ear of corn. "Now what about that pussy?" Mark said. "Is it hot and juicy and ready to fuck?" He put his arms on the top of the fence, elbows out and hands together.
"Oh, yes, it is," Tracy said. She licked up and down the amazingly long cockshaft a few more times, then flicked her tongue off of it and stood up. She still gripped his cock with both hands. When he pulled back, Tracy let her hands slip. "Meet me at the gate," he said. . "Come in my house," Tracy invited as she walked with him toward the gate. "When I fuck your big cock, I know I'll- scream."
He moved away from the fence, and Tracy looked over. He was following the curves of the flowerbeds edging his lawn. His big naked prick nodded heavily with his steps.
When they reached the gate, Mark walked through and shut it silently on its oiled hinges.
His cock jutted from his pajamas and robe, huge and stiff. Tracy couldn't resist. She reached out and grabbed it with both hands.
"Oh, Mark!" she said as she admired his enormous cock. "Fuck me!"
He stood with his hands on his hips, watching her hands run up and down the long thick shaft of his prick. Tracy smiled and led him by the cock into her house.
She hurriedly led him into her living room and then to her husband's favorite leather chair. When she felt the chair against the back of her legs, she let herself fall back onto it.
Mark's huge cock sprang into its high arc when she let go of it. Tracy kicked her legs apart, showing her pussy to her neighbor.
"Fuck me!" she said. "Please!" She rocked her ass on her husband's chair, moving her hot cunt up and down.
Mark looked down at her spread pussy as he got out of his robe and then his pajamas. He stood with his huge cock arched over her body and grabbed Tracy by the ankles.
"Stick it in your cunt," he said.
"Oh, yes, Mark, baby!" she said, reaching down and pushing his cockhead down so that her pussy could reach it. "Anything for your big thick prick."
She arched her back to raise her tight pussy-slit.
At the same time, she pushed his cockhead into the tight wet mouth of her pussy. When Mark leaned down, spearing his cockhead down so that the'lips of her cunt stretched open, she screamed up to the ceiling.
Mark answered her every scream with more cock. He shoved and pushed, working his huge cock into her pussy by fractions. He held her legs up and out, holding her ankles in his strong hands as if she were going to try to get away.
That seemed ridiculous to Tracy as she gasped for more of his wonderful cunt-stretching cock.
She continued to cry out at every new depth of his cock, and she wiggled her ass on the black leather of the chair, stirring his cockhead deeper as he pushed again.
Tracy glanced down and gasped in shock to see how much cock Mark had already managed to jam in her willing fuckhole. The thick shaft of his prick was surrounded by the overstretched mouth of her pussy. The pink ring was turning inside itself as Mark pushed more cock up her cunt.
Tracy's heart raced. She thrilled to the feeling of his overlarge prick. It threatened to rip her glove-tight pussy, it was so big. But that just made Tracy want to feel more, deeper.
"So good!" she gasped. "So big! So hard! So good!" Her words were timed between gasps as he. shoved his cock deeper and deeper.
Tracy felt his cockhead plow so far up her pussy that she didn't think she could take any more. Up in her guts his cockhead throbbed and rested, and Tracy clamped the muscles of her cunt down on his stiff prick. When her pussy squeezed, his cock moved stubbornly forward.
Mark gasped over her, and Tracy gasped with him. That last short lunge had rammed the head of his cock flush up against the back of her cunt. And when Tracy glanced down, she moaned out loud in disbelief.
Mark's dark bush of cockhair was touching her own light brown cunt-fur. She could only see the last inch of his thick cockshaft, thrusting red and stiff from the gripping lips of her cunt.
She flexed her pussy again, and they both gasped again. Every slight movement was inten- sified by the tightness of her overstretched pussy.
Mark rose up off her, easing his huge prick out of her cunt slowly. Tracy's pussy gripped so tight that for the first few inches, her ass rose up off the chair to follow him.
But then her cunt-lips slipped away, and his cock pulled free until the cockhead caught against her pussy's mouth.
He took her breath and braced his legs. When he started to force his whole big cock all the way back into her cunt, Tracy gripped the arms of the chair and let out a long wavering moan of amazement.
He rammed his prick slowly and inexorably all the way to the limits of her stinging pussy. Tracy's long moan lasted until his downward pressure had lessened. And then she took a fast breath before he started to pull out.
When he did, Tracy screamed. He slipped his cock out faster, and the suction of her pussy built up in his wake.
He plowed back up her cunt, and it felt like her pussy was pulling his cock back.
He repeated the slow stroke until it had become a steady fucking. Tracy let a loud cry burst from her mouth with every cunt-stretching downstroke of his cock.
She took it all with gritted teeth and a determined stare up at her neighbor's set face. When he pushed his cock too hard up her pussy, her eyes widened. And her scream was louder and more urgent.
But Mr. Goodman didn't seem to notice her screams any more. He kept moving his cock faster, fucking into her cunt with quicker thrusts.
Tracy leaned up to watch him fuck, but the sight of his huge prick forcing its way into her juice slick pussy again and again was too much.
She let her head fall back and shivered as a rush traveled from her suctioning pussy and up her spine.
"You like that big cock?" he asked in short bursts of breath.
Tracy screamed again when his whole prick shoved forward and buried itself into her pussy to the balls.
"You like to feel it stretch your little pussy?" he gasped, pulling out halfway and ramming deep again.
Tracy screamed again before she had time to take a breath.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Yes! Yes!"
She punctuated her words with sharp upward thrusts of her ass that sucked her pussy tighter onto his throbbing prick.
Mark held her legs higher. The change of pressure in her pussy wrenched another loud scream from her burning lungs.
He slipped his cock back and forth, pulling out halfway and slamming back in a brisk double-time.
Tracy's pussy charged and exploded before she knew what was happening. She came in a torrent of hot sticky juice from deep in her guts.
Mark let out a satisfied moan, watching Tracy cum on his stiff cock. He pulled and pushed on her legs, making her ass rock and twist in time to the quick rhythm of his fucking hips.
She shivered and her legs kicked, but he held her steady and fucked.
Tracy clawed at the chair's wide leather arms, cumming in a long series of flashes. She couldn't stop, and Mr. Goodman wouldn't stop fucking.
His prick seemed bigger and harder than ever. He plowed his way forward with sharp grunts of effort. Now that Tracy was cumming, her pussy had clamped down with all its muscles.
Her ass bounced on the chair, and her cunt was gripping his cock so tightly. That only made her neighbor fuck deeper and faster.
Tracy could hear her pussy sliding wetly on his incredible prick. She gasped and cried, thrashing in his grip. But his hands kept her ankles at points over her tiny waist, holding her pussy in place.
He fucked like a runaway machine. His long cock moved so fast that Tracy couldn't breathe. She stammered out cries as the air was fucked from her body.
Mark fucked harder. His thrusts smashed his huge heavy balls into the tender crack of Tracy's wiggling ass. And her screams reached a higher pitch when she felt his huge cockhead swell and blast molten hot cum.
He groaned like a wounded animal. His cock froze, filling her pussy with blast after blast of thick cock-cream.
Every blast made her pussy fire off again. She gasped her cries with more urgency, rocking her ass on the chair for dear life.
Mark pulled his cock free. Tracy let out a deafening cry and she threw her head back against the chair. She lay there and shivered as his cock sprayed her whole body with cum.
She writhed on the black leather, drenched in sticky white cum. She used her hands to smear the stuff onto her flaring hips and her distinct ribs.
Mark stood over her, his cock drooling cum. He looked down at her with a hot smile. He lowered his body so that his cock flopped heavily onto her heaving tummy.
"Oh, Mark!" she gasped. "Oh, baby!" She stretched and shivered with another rush. "I love your cock."
She focused her eyes and saw the way he was grinning down at her.
"You're not finished yet," he said.
She looked down.
Tracy had to moan out loud again. As she watched, Mark's long heavy cock was rising again, inspired by her willing pussy, and nothing else. Tracy looked up at his face. "Anything you want."
"Suck it," he said. "Suck it and make it look pretty."
Chapter Five
Tracy had thought that she was going to get fucked again. But Mark leaned forward, parting her thighs to let him reach her mouth with his cock.
Tracy watched his huge prick near her mouth like a beast of prey over its kill. She reached up and took hold of the thickening cockshaft and quickly shoved the hardening cockhead into her mouth while she could fit her jaws around it.
His cockhead swelled more when she sucked it, and the cockshaft seemed to inhale in her grip. She looked up at him, sucking his cock so hard that air squeaked from the corners of her lips.
"Yeah," he said. He put his hands on his hips, holding his prick where his cock-hungry neighbor could reach it.
Tracy's hands traced the ruddy outline of his cockshaft. She let her hands slip over the skin of his prick, using her mouth to suck the swollen cockhead while she tasted cold cum and cunt-juice.
She moved her head back and forth as far as she could in her limited position on the chair.
Mark moved slowly, his cock staying firmly in her mouth. He got his legs up on the chair, and knelt with his knees on either chair arm.
His enormous prick hung straight down to her mouth, and his huge bloated balls hung over her face like two ripe fruit. While Tracy gripped his cock more tightly in her hands, he fucked her willing mouth.
Tracy knew he loved it. He watched his huge cock slide into her lips again and again, a dark tire smoldering in his eyes.
Tracy laid her head back on the soft seat of the leather chair. And Mark moved his huge cock down into her eager lips by rocking from his knees.
She watched his big hairy balls swing. She reached one hand up to grip them as she sucked his enormous cockhead.
When her fingers closed on his hanging balls, Mark gasped and rammed more cock down her throat. Tracy tried to push his cock away.
But Mark fucked her mouth deeper, watching her push vainly on his cock.
Tracy made a muffled sound of pleading. Her hand came off his cock to push straight up on his well-muscled stomach, but Tracy didn't see any difference in his burning eyes. His huge stiff prick continued to ram down into her mouth, faster and faster.
"Eat it!" Mark gasped. "You love it! Take it! Eat it!" He shoved his oversized cock farther down Tracy's gasping throat with every phrase of his obsessive chant. Tracy just opened her throat and took his cock, hoping that she wouldn't panic and choke.
She stopped trying to push him away. She took her double grip on his cock again, pumping fast and swinging his balls.
Tracy realized that she had been pushing her bead back into the soft upholstery. She knew she would remember this the next time that she watched Jay reading the paper while he sat here after work one evening.
She started to moan for Mark's cum.
The man was holding his ass high over her, spearing his huge prick down in rapid jerks that made Tracy's head bounce on the chair. She had to keep her head tilted back slightly to let his huge cockhead go down her throat without hitting her tonsils.
When she gripped his cock hard and kept her hands in one place, Mark moved faster, panting his breath away in time with his cock.
Tracy gripped the tight slippery skin of his prick and felt the knotted gristle of his cockmeat grind under her fingers. She sucked so hard that her head pulled up off the chair when Mark pulled suddenly away.
He perched over her head and fed her his prick in longer strokes, watching her with eyes of dark fire. Tracy moved her head up his prick, stuffing his hard cockhead all the way down her throat.
She wiggled her hands on his cockshaft so fast that his balls rocked and bashed together. She sucked in strong on-off pulses that hollowed her cheeks around the sides of his cockshaft.
Tracy saw his face draw tight. She could feel his huge cock throbbing strongly. The veins of his prick were thick and blue.
Tracy gazed up the length of his prick and watched his balls rock.
Mark was panting faster. His breath rasped out in longer bursts to match her pumping hanJ and sucking mouth.
Tracy hammered that tireless rhythm onto his cock until Mark was gasping for air. She sucked with a sudden movement from her neck that bounced her head on her husband's favorite chair and forced her lips up and down Mark's huge prick so hard that she could hear the wet slushy sounds.
Her neighbor's face was reddened and shiny with sweat. Tracy could see cords standing out on his neck, and though his face still aimed down at her cock-filled mouth, his eyes had clamped shut.
He reached up and gripped the top of the seat of the big chair with both hands.
He hovered there, panting as his cock-starved next-door neighbor used her mouth like a wet cunt. Tracy's tightly stretched lips were sliding up and down, holding tight to the hard shaft of his prick just the way her pussy had.
But Tracy could tell by the look in his eyes that her mouthfucking was a real treat. She slowed down, making a show of it for him.
Tracy pulled her mouth back off his cock and turned her head sideways. His big purple cockhead twisted from her lips with a loud slippery sound. She left her lips on his bloated cockhead, and wiped her face up against his enormous cock.
She used her hands to push his prick against her face, and she sucked her way around his cockhead and up his cock.
She kissed it, watching his face. Mark's dark eyes were open and as hot as ever. Watching her suck his huge cock was obviously a real treat for Mr. Goodman.
She used her hands to hold his hard prick to one side so she could use her tongue and he could see her. She licked long licks up and down one side of his cock and then the other.
She held his huge cockhead close to her lips and let her tongue circle it. She slipped her hands slowly and loosely over the overlong shaft of his prick, sliding her fingers on his slippery flesh.
"Oh, Mark!" she cooed between licks. "I love it when you fuck me in the mouth with your magnificent cock!" She licked it again. "This big tasty prick is like the answer to my dreams!I She squeezed it with her hands and planted a hard wet kiss on the edge of his cockhead. She ran her hands far up and down his slightly arched prick, running her hands up to-his balls and then down to the indented edge of his knob-shaped cockhead.
Mark watched her, his jaw tight and his dark eyes like coals. Tracy could hear her neighbor's labored breath.
Tracy moaned louder, licking and kissing his cock for him to watch. She postured on the seat of the chair with her naked legs dangling over the ends of the chair arms just below Mark's knees. Her bare pussy seemed cold as fresh cunt-juice met the cool air of the living room.
Tracy moved her pussy up and down as she served Mark's amazing prick with her lips and tongue and hands. Her tight pink cunt seemed to scream at her, demanding attention, but she ignored it, concentrating on giving her big-cocked neighbor the hottest cocksucking he'd ever had.
She possessively crammed the side of his cockhead into her sucking lips. She pulled up and down on his iron-hard cockshaft with her hands. She could hear him gasp above her.
"I love to suck it!" she moaned, sliding her mouth off his prick sideways to speak. "I love to suck it like a cheap slut whore!"
Tracy smiled at his widening grin. She felt his huge prick flex in her hands.
"I'll be your cocksucking fucking bitch whore!" she said, rubbing her smiling lips over his cock. "Anytime!"
Then she put more effort into her cocksucking. She sucked huge mouthfuls of his prick in-to her mouth, and she flicked her tongue against it from inside her lips. She kept her eyes on his the whole time and ran her hands up and down his cock faster.
Mark rested in his perch on spread knees above her head. He pushed his arms straight, and his back straightened. He stared straight down at Tracy's busy mouth and hands as she worked on his enormous prick.
Tracy wet his cockhead as if her widened tongue was a paint brush. She moaned as she coated his big purple knob with her warm spit. Her hands kept stroking from his dangling balls to his wet cockhead, spreading the wetness up and down his cock.
Mark took his hands off the chair's high back. He balanced on the wide arms of his neighbor's chair to watch the man's wife go wild on his cock. Tracy moaned louder on his cock, showing off her enthusiasm for cocksucking. Her Ups and her tongue went wild, and she watched his eyes to see what he liked best, so she could do it more.
She held him by the balls, using her other hand to hold his huge prick for her mouth. She kissed and sucked and licked his cock until she could hear him gasping for more.
Then Tracy put her feet down on the living room carpet and pushed her body forward. Her sweat-slippery asscheeks slid on the chair's soft leather upholstery easily.
Mark watched her. She shinnied up until her head came up against the bottom of the chair's back and her big bare tits were within reach of his throbbing wet prick.
Tracy scooped her tits up around his outthrust cock from either side. She pulled the big round tits over it until all she could see was the huge purple cockhead jutting from between them.
"Oh, baby!" she said in honeyed tones. "Fuck my tits!"
She used her spread hands to move her soft tits up and down his cock in a smooth steady rhythm.
Mark grinned down, watching it all. Tracy's big heavy tits wrapped completely around his prick. When he suddenly lowered his body, his cock pressed against her chest and his hairy balls mashed down between her ribs.
Tracy pulled her tits tighter together, and moved them farther with every satin stroke.
"I'm your titfucking whore!" she said. "You can cum in my face! You can make me eat cock-anything you want!"
She leaned down and flicked her tongue up the tip of his cockhead when she had pushed her tits down around his flattened balls.
Mark's face was set with his temples bulging from the clenching of his jaws. He moved his huge heavy prick to the steady tempo of Tracy's tits. And his movement made it easier for her to lick his cockhead with every thrust.
She lapped hard upward strokes with her tongue every time she could. The tapered tip of her tongue caught and flicked against the yawning cum-hole, making Mark's hips jerk.
She flicked her tongue harder, snapping the edges of his cum-hole. When Mark thrust his prick from her tits farther with an excited groan, she wiggled her tongue in the narrow piss-hole. Mark's whole body shivered. On the next stroke of her marshmallow-soft tits, Tracy opened her mouth and chewed playfully on the spongy meat of his cock.
He groaned more urgently and moved his prick back and forth in her tits harder and faster. Tracy kept her tits tight with her hands. She leaned up from the neck to move her head so she could chew his cockhead from different angles.
Tracy used her strong double grip on her tits to move them in a brisk counterrhythm to his thrusting prick. She could feel the tight channel between her tits shape itself to every rugged contour of Mark's stiff prick. Her tits seemed to glow with heat from the friction.
But she kept up the pace, watching his dark eyes as always.
Mark's face shone with sweat, and his tight-jawed expression remained. But as Tracy put more power into her steadily fucking tits, his upper torso began to move back.
"Oh!" he gasped. "Do it! Yeah, baby! Rub those tits! Ah! And keep chewing-ah! Keep- oh!"
Tracy had begun to work so hard on his incredible cock that he couldn't speak. She loved to hear his throaty voice while she served his prick, but she couldn't resist taking his breath away either.
She nipped and chewed his cockhead when she could. She reached down to get a better grip on the full outer curves of her tits. The soft flesh inside her tits where his cock was sliding had begun to heat up more, and now she could feel that cock-gripping channel sting.
But she gripped her full round tits harder, sinking her manicured fingernails into the pale flesh so she could fuck with them even faster.
Tracy could feel her tits sliding up and down, and she could hear Mack gasping more urgently than ever.
She glanced down to watch his huge cockhead come plowing up from her tightly clamped cleavage and noticed that a drool of white was shivering from his cum-hole.
Tracy leaned farther forward and licked the drop of cum from his cock before it disappeared. Then she watched his bloated cockhead sink down into the white crease of her pumping tits.
She looked up at his face. Mark was leaning back, with his hands over his head. His eyes had drifted shut again, and his hips jerked from the knees, feeding his long thick cock to Tracy's tits and mouth.
She sucked a big mouthful of his cockhead on the next outward thrust and she moaned out loud, pleading for his cum. She shoved her tits up and down, ignoring the stinging sensation, and her whole body writhed under him.
"Yes!" she shouted up to him. "Cum! Cum now! Cum for me!" Her mouth nipped and sucked at his cock, and her tits fucked in faster strokes, guided by her hands.
Mark grunted like a wonderful bull and his enormous prick gushed cum.
He cried out, thrusting his cock through Tracy's tits. She looked down in time to see his cum-hole yawn open and shoot a bullet of white creamy cum right at her face.
Tracy gasped, sucking a lungful of air through her open mouth. She took that thick stream of cum on her neck and across one cheek.
She cried out with him, eating his hot cum as it gushed out of his prick. She let him fuck up from her tits, gasping as his balls ground on her heaving ribs. More thick sticky cum shot onto Tracy's neck and face.
She watched one thick white ribbon of cum arc from his cum-hole and splash against her face. She tasted it in her mouth, and had to shut one eye when it hit her.
Mark leaned forward and wiped the next drooling stream on her neck and chin. Tracy moaned for more. Her tongue licked her cheeks and chin, snaking circles to smear white globs.
She sucked up his sweet cock-cream, using her tightly compressed tits to coax more from his straining prick.
Tracy watched more cum dribble weakly from his flexing prick. She leaned forward to catch a long string before it broke.
She sighed, swallowing his sticky cum.
Mark looked down at her with eyes full of awe. She grinned up at him, lapping at the blunt tip of his cum-stieky cock.
He jumped, gasping again.
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Goodman,'' Tracy said, licking her lips. "I needed that." She giggled like a schoolgirl, using the back of one hand to wipe pearly drops from her cheek.
She licked his cock-cream off her hand and started to clean his huge prick with her tongue.
Mark watched his neighbor eat every drop of his cum. He caught his breath slowly, his eyes warm and softer now.
When Tracy had licked his cock clean, she let him get up and get dressed.
He didn't say a word as he got ready to leave. At first Tracy felt like she had somehow failed, but the fresh taste of his thirst-quenching cum reminded her that she had drained his huge balls three times tonight.
But his silence persisted.
He stood and looked through her side window at his own dark house next door. Then Tracy realized that he was quiet because he didn't want to leave.
"Gotta go back to the bitch," he said, shrugging.
"That's okay," she answered, still naked and spread-eagled on Jay's chair. "You'll be back." She stuck her finger in her mouth and fucked it in and out, grinning at him as he left the room.
Chapter Six
That night Tracy slept like a rock.
She dreamed of her two willing cocks next door. In her dream she was fucked by both of them at the same time.
Tracy awoke panting. Her pussy was still wet from her dream-fuck.
She got up and made coffee, trying to ignore the hungry humming in her tight pink pussy.
She went back upstairs and happened to glance across at the house next door.
The curtains were opened over there, and the bedroom across from her own was occupied. The light of day made it difficult to see into the relatively dark room. But Tracy moved closer to her window, squinting to see her more clearly.
It wasn't Tommy. She remembered how tall the boy looked in the window.
And she knew it wasn't Mark. His broad-shouldered body was unmistakable even in the outline.
She remembered that Tommy had a brother. As she watched the window of the house next door, she saw the younger boy move in the room.
He was busy. And as Tracy's eyes became accustomed to the distance, she could make out what he was doing.
He was putting together a kite. He had constructed the frame and was attaching the bright red patterned paper to it. He tied and glued and taped, sticking out his little tongue.
She giggled to herself when she saw him finish the kite and attach the tail. She knew that he was on his way outside to fly it.
She watched him leave the room and then watched the front and back of the house.
When she saw the young boy going into the backyard, Tracy's palms dampened and her arms itched with goosebumps.
She watched him play out his kite string behind him. She imagined that she had managed to get at his little cock. She tried to imagine how his young face would look when she watched his little prick stiffen in her hands.
Tracy got up and left the room. She went downstairs and looked through the dining room window. She could see the little boy pulling his kite, glancing back over his shoulder as it circled and dove.
She looked for any signs of his mother. She didn't want to confront the bitch she had heard last night, but she had to try to get the last cock in the house next door.
She watched the boy run across his yard, trying again and again to get his kite in the air. Then she saw the red diamond of the kite fly up over his fence.
Tracy moved from the dining room window and walked hurriedly to her kitchen. She stayed hidden from view behind the ruffled cutains, watching the boy look up at his wheeling kite.
Tracy tried to will the bright paper kite from the sky. She had to laugh when it circled and dove into her yard.
The kite fell like a swooping bird, and skimmed the lowest branches of the oak tree in the far corner of her yard.
Tracy watched the kite catch on a branch and turn in short circles, widing its string around the branch. She glanced at the boy. He was frowning and tugging gently on the kite string.
His kite was hopelessly caught on Tracy's tree.
She saw the boy glance nervoulsly toward her house. She backed away from the kitchen window, grinning.
She saw him take a few tentative steps toward the fence between their yards. He approached it as if he were looking at the flowers. Then he picked his way a step at a time through the peat moss of the beds.
Tracy's heart pounded when she saw his hands come up to the top of the fence. He gripped the top and pulled his head up, cautiously eyeing Tracy's windows.
She knew he couldn't see her watching him. She stood with one eye partly obscured by the curtains, well away from the brightly lit shaft of light that barred the kitchen floor.
The boy climbed the fence, looking to make sure his mother hadn't seen him. He landed on her side near the spot where Tracy had sucked his father's huge prick the night before.
He stood in her yard for a few heartbeats.
Then he made a mad dash for his kite. He wended his way past the far corner of the swimming pool and the bathhouse. And then he came to stand under the kite, looking up forlornly.
Tracy went to her back door, giggling again. She cracked the door quietly and peeked outside. She had to squint against the sun. When her eyes got used to the light, she saw him standing there, eyeing the branches of the tree.
Tracy walked out onto the screened porch. She watched the boy measure the distance and then walk up to the thick bole of the oak tree.
When he had put his leg up and pulled his body from the ground, Tracy quietly stepped out of the porch and into her backyard.
The boy climbed into the tree and out of sight behind the green leaves. Tracy slowly walked toward him, trying to keep the grin off her face.
She shaded her eyes, seeming to look up and down the fence. She was casually checking to see if the boy's mother was around.
She walked past her pool, and out of sight of the fence. She went around the back of the pool house and silently crept under the tall oak.
He was straddling two branches, his arms out against the trunk of the tree for balance. Tray looked up at the crotch of his new blue jeans, and she could see the outline of his young cock through the cloth.
"Hey," she said.
The boy jumped and almost fell out of the tree.
"I wasn't doing-I mean, I only . . . " his voice trailed off. He sighed.
"Come out of there, young man," Tracy said. She tried to look angry.
"Okay," he said. And then he reversed the long step he had taken to get up there. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I was only getting my kite."
"Let me help you, young man," Tracy said in an innocent tone. "Come down."
As the boy came down from the branches, she reached up and held her hand up. Her upturned palm met his young ass. The boy jumped again.
Tracy could feel his cock and balls, tightly squashed into the crotch of his pants. She left her hand there for a moment, feeling the stirrings of his little cock.
And then she let him take the long step to the ground.
He stood and looked up at her face with an apologetic expression. Tracy watched him eye her body with a quick glance. Her white cotton slacks and her summer blouse seemed suddenly confining.
She saw him meet her eyes again, and she stretched her smile into a parental scowl.
"Did your mother say you could go up that tree or come into my yard?" she asked. She took a deep breath and noticed that the boy was watching her big tits rise with her filling lungs.
She put her hands on her hips and her shoulders came back enough to thrust her tits farther out toward his young face.
"Answer me," she said.
The boy took his eyes off Tracy's tits with a sheepish grin that reminded her of Tommy.
"Are you gonna call my mom?" he asked to avoid answering her.
Tracy couldn't help but grin at his frightened face. She didn't want to scare him. She just wanted to get him in the house.
"I don't know," she said. "But we can leave the kite here for now." She turned toward her house. "Come with me. I want to talk to you in the house."
She glanced back to make sure that he was following, and then went to the door of her porch and held it open for him. He marched in with his eyes down. Tracy felt her heart beat faster as she watched his little ass come through the door.
She ignored the questioning look he gave her as she led him before her into her house. She just shut the door behind her, sighing with anticipation.
She had been so lucky with this boy's older brother and his father, she just knew this boy would be as much fun.
She invited him to sit at the kitchen table and he did. She turned her back to him and went to the refrigerator.
"Would you like a glass of lemonade?" she asked.
"Sure," he said. "Thanks." Tracy heard him fidget in the chair. She took the pitcher of lemonade out of the refrigerator, and stopped with it in her hand to reach in and get two glasses.
She turned to the round kitchen table casually. She noticed that the boy watched her tits as she leaned to pour.
"What's your name, young man?" she asked, filling his glass.
"Billy," he answered, reaching for the lemonade.
"I'm Tracy," she said. She filled the other glass, trying not to look too obvious when she knocked the pitcher into his glass before he could reach it.
He cried out as the pale yellow lemonade spilled on his jeans. He hopped up off the chair, and watched it drip down his legs and onto his dirty sneakers.
"Oh, Billy!" she said. "I'm so sorry!"
She wasn't sorry at all. She was proud of herself.
"It's-sticky," he said. "It's cold." He tried not to look too uncomfortable.
"Well, I'll have to wash this out fast. Before it stains."
Tracy turned to the sink and grabbed the dishcloth hanging over the middle of the double sink. She turned on the cold tap and ran the dishcloth under the steady stream.
"Go ahead and get those off," she said, her eyes on the cloth.
She let him stammer and then sigh. Then she heard him unzip his crisp new jeans. She squeezed the dishcloth, gasping as her mouth watered to taste his little prick.
She heard a chair squeak as he leaned on it to pull his legs out of his pants. And then she turned around.
The boy stood with his socks and sneakers on, and his jockey shorts showed the unmistakable bulge of his prick.
Tracy could see the pointy nut-like cockhead poking through the white cloth of the shorts.
She felt a rush when she leaned down and put the cold washcloth right on his little prick.
He jumped, and grabbed the back of a chair.
"We have to wash it all out of your underpants too, Billy," she said in maternal tones. "Just stand still."
She avoided his face, watching his cock through his dampened shorts. She wiped his cock deliberately, seeing the cockhead swell behind the wet cotton. She ignored the gasps that the cold water drew from him.
"Oh, my goodness," Tracy said. "I'll have to put these in the washer."
She looked up at his wide-eyed face as she reached out and took hold of the elastic waistband of his jockey shorts. She pulled them down to his knees and watched his face try to contain his shock. His mouth moved but he didn't speak.
He stepped out of his shorts, and then Tracy looked down.
Billy's naked cock and pink balls stuck out from his smooth hairless hips. Tracy swallowed in a throat suddenly dry. She threw his jockey shorts to the floor.
She let her breath out in a measured sigh as she put the cold washcloth on his cock. She felt him jump. And then she wrapped the cloth around the shaft of his little prick and started to jerk it back and forth.
"Oh!" he said, staring down at his own young cock. He put his free hand on Tracy's shoulder. She could feel his cock get bigger in the cloth.
"Relax," she said in soothing tones. "Let Tracy wash your handsome cock for you."
She heard him gulp. His whole young body stiffened in shock, but he stood there and let her rub the wet cloth on his prick.
Tracy pinched her thumb and forefinger together, catching the tightening skin of his little cock. She felt him flex his tight stomach, and his cock stretched in her hand.
"Oh, Billy," she said, glancing up at his wide-eyed face. "You have such a grown-up prick! It's making me feel all hot in my pussy!"
"Oh!" he said again. He leaned back, taking a step away with one foot.
"Shhh," she said, still pulling the boy's prick in a steady rhythm. "A boy with a manly cock like this should have it rubbed."
She reached around behind him and snaked her hand into the tight crack of his hard asscheeks and pulled him back to her.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" she cooed. The boy nodded his head, speechless.
Tracy let the dishcloth drop to the kitchen floor. She pinched her ringers on his pink cock and rubbed it brazenly, watching his awestruck face.
"Billy's cock is getting big and stiff," she said in sing-song tones.
He giggled and she laughed with him, letting his cock swell in her hand. She left her hand on his ass, and jerked him with faster twists of her wrist.
Billy gasped with his short body arched into a rigid stance. He stared at his stiffening young prick and watched Tracy's fingers stroke it.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.
"Huh-uh," he gasped, blushing. She stroked his prick in longer strokes and looked down to see the pink skin of his cock wrinkle up around the little nut-like cockhead with every quick pull of her hand.
"Well," she said, looking at his face. "I'll pretend that I'm your girlfriend so I can do lots of special things to your cock."
"Oh!" he said. "Oh-okay." His breath shuddered from his lungs in disbelief as Tracy leaned forward and sucked his whole cock into her mouth, Billy gasped, and his hands both met on her head, holding his neighbor's auburn curls.
Tracy felt a tingling feeling in her pussy. She moaned on the boy's cock, pushing up until she could feel his smooth hairless tummy on her nose. She sucked, and his cock stiffened in her mouth.
Billy gasped louder, and his hands tightened their grips on her head. Tracy sucked his cockhead into a comfortable position in the back of her throat. Then she reached up under her bottom lip and just poked his balls into her mouth along with his prick.
She bent down to suck her bottom lip up tight under his balls. She put both hands on the round cheeks of his ass.
She sucked on his cock and let her tongue stir his smooth balls on the bottom of her mouth. She watched his face drop into an expression of pure bliss. She started to move her mouth. Tracy sucked up and down, pulling his balls with her every time she slipped his prick out of her clamping lips.
Billy stared down silently, his eyes so wide that Tracy thought they would pop. She met them with a cock-hungry stare.
Tracy slid her lips back and forth while she jerked her ass in a brisk counterrhythm.
After a dozen quick strokes, Tracy tasted a drop of sweet pre-cum.
She watched Billy's face as she moved her head faster. His balls slid on her tongue. Her lips gripped his prick tightly.
She power-sucked his little cock, pulling her head back until his back arched to follow her. She hammered her head forward on his prick until Billy's gasps became a series of louder rising notes.
She let out a cry that was muffled by his prick. She was shocked at the strong jet of cum that filled her sucking mouth. She gulped it down and sucked and gobbled, drinking his hot cock-cream as it shot from his nut-like cockhead. She watched his mouth work wordlessly, his eyes drifting shut.
She sucked him dry and kept sucking. Billy seemed to snap out of his trance and his eyes bugged. He pulled away, and his -cock slurped out of her lips sideways.
His wet pink prick wiped her cheek. Tracy felt a drool of cum leak from his springy young cock onto her face. i "Good boy!" she said. She kissed his strong little prick. "Oh, Billy!"
Billy was looking down at her in awe. He still gripped Tracy's head, but as she watched his bug-eyed face, his hands fell away.
His hands hung at his sides, and his jaw hung open as if there were a heavy weight tied to his chin.
Tracy stood up. She sniffed, brushing the hair from the side of her face with a cum-smeared hand. She gave him a proud grin.
"Do you like being my new boyfriend?" Tracy asked in her lilting tones.
Billy looked down and covered his wet prick with his hands. "Uh-huh."
"Wonderful," she answered. She started to unbutton her blouse.
Chapter Seven
Tracy was hot. She could feel a strong tingling sensation in her wet cunt, and her nipples were stiff and itchy.
She had opened all the buttons of her white cotton summer blouse before Billy looked up and saw her. She pulled the blouse open for him, displaying her bare tits for the tongue-tied young boy.
*'Would you suck my tits for me?" she asked coyly. She pulled her blouse from the waist of her pants, letting her full round tits bounce heavily. Without a bra, Tracy's tits still stuck up. They swung to and fro.
Her nipples stiffened even more in the cool air of the kitchen. She could feel the ring of darker pink surrounding her fingertip-sized nipples crinkle into gooseflesh as she took off her blouse and tossed it away.
As the speechless boy watched, she reached under her tits and held them up for him to suck.
"Come on, Billy, honey," she coaxed. "I'm your new girlfriend, remember?"
He grinned, his eyes moving from one huge tit to the other.
"Uh-huh," he said again. He blushed, still covering his little prick with his hands.
Tracy took a step to reach him and took his arms. She led his hands slowly toward her tingling tits.
"Oh, thank you, Billy," she sighed when he pressed his hands onto her tits and squeezed them. "Oh, that feels so good."
He explored the firmness of Tracy's huge tits, flexing his fingers into the flesh of her tits. She sighed louder when his fingertips sank deep into her pale titmeat. She brought one hand around his neck and cradled his head closer.
"Suck it," she whispered. "Go on, baby."
She slowly pulled the boy's shock-ridden face toward one aching nipple.
Tracy held her breath, holding his young face against her tit with gentle but persuasive strength. And she felt his lips suck onto the pink bud.
"I love it!" she cooed. "Suck harder!"
Billy looked up at her face, and his lips sucked her long nipple into his mouth. Tracy sighed, giving his head a tug that pushed his face hard into the pillowy softness of her tits.
She begged him not to stop. Billy's mouth worked on, sucking on her gorgeous tit like he was trying to nurse from it.
Tracy stroked the back of his head and neck, moving his face against the tingling flesh of her outthrust tit. She pushed him with her as she moved her ass onto her kitchen table.
She hiked up onto the formica top, pulling the young boy's sucking mouth as if it were attached to her stiff nipple. He kept his hands on the full firm undercurves of her tits and began to squeeze them up toward his sucking mouth.
She urged him on with hot moans and appreciative sighs, watching the eager young boy suck his way from one nipple to the other. Then he pulled her huge tits together and sucked both of her nipples into his mouth at the same time.
"Yes, Billy!" she said. "Oh, that's wonderful!" She hunched her shoulders to crush her upper arms into her tits from the sides. She presented him with her ballooning tits mashed tightly together for him to suck both burning hot nippies.
Her pussy was just as hot. Tracy moaned and thrust her tits into Billy's sucking mouth, burying him; to the eyes in pale white flesh.
He watched her smiling face, sucking harder. Tracy could hear the wet sounds of his mouth. Her hand moved down from the back of his head.
She slid her fingers down his neck and down the sweat-damp T-shirt that clung to his back. She reached down and gripped one of his little grapefruit-sized asscheeks.
Billy yelped like a surprised puppy. The sound was muffled by Tracy's suffocating tits. She pretended not to notice and squeezed his bare ass while he sucked harder on her aching nipples.
Tracy's other hand was down on his cock in a flash. He was leaning over to suck her tits, but his face pulled up when Tracy's hand on his ass pushed his little cock into her hand.
Billy gasped, his cheeks and chin wet from his titsucking. Tracy kept her grip on his asscheek and pinched the shaft of his prick tightly.
"Don't stop, baby!" she gushed ecstatically. "Don't stop!" And then she pouted, holding her reddened nipples out for him.
She never let go of his stiffening prick. She squeezed it with her thumb and finger and started to jerk her fingers up and down in deliberate strokes. She kept him from shying away by curling her fingers into the crack of his ass behind him.
His young cock grew remarkably fast. Tracy could feel his balls bunch up under his stretching prick, being pulled as the skin of his prick followed the evergrowing meat beneath it.
"Oh, Billy!" Tracy said. "Feel that big hard cock you have!" She put on a coy expression as she stroked his stiff prick. "It's so hard that it makes me want to feel it in my hot pussy!"
Billy's eyes widened even more. She could tell by the way his cock swelled in her hand when he heard her last statement that he wanted to fuck too.
Tracy let him suck her tits for a while longer. She kept his cock hard with her hands.
When Tracy couldn't stand it anymore, she got up off the table.
"Follow me, Billy," she said. She led the bare-cocked boy into her living room. Memories of her wild fuck with Mark flooded back. But she pushed Mark's huge cunt-stretching prick out of her mind. She wanted to concentrate on Billy's young prick. "Will you fuck me nice?" she asked. She sat him on the couch, and he put his hands on his cock to hide it. Tracy felt a thrill at his shyness. She was willing to bet that Billy's stiff little prick was virgin.
"Did you ever fuck a girl in the pussy before?" she asked. When he didn't answer, Tracy knew that he was truly a virgin. She could tell by his face. "Well, I hope I can fuck you for the first time-it's more special that way." Tracy reached down and unbuttoned her slacks. She unzipped the side of her slacks and yanked them from one hip and then the other, a little bit at a time.
Billy watched his neighbor's bare tits and slowly revealed panties with his same opened-mouthed stare. Tracy got her slacks down to her knees and then pulled her legs out of them one at a time.
She ran her fingers along the tight low-riding waistband of her white bikini panties, grinning down at him. She loved showing off her body for him and had to restrain herself from whipping her panties down and pushing the fuzzy slit of her cunt right in his face.
But she turned to the side, partially hiding her pussy as she pulled her panties down farther and farther. She sighed, feeling the cool air on the wet mouth of her bare pussy.
She pulled her panties off the full firm curves of her asscheeks, and then down to uncover her puffy-lipped cunt.
Then she turned back to face him, putting one foot up on the arm of the couch as she had done for his brother. She watched him stare at her cunt.
Her panties still hung from one leg. She pulled and stretched them until they ripped off her body with a loud tearing sound.
Tracy's heart raced faster. Just knowing that this young virgin was looking at his first fuckhole made her get chills all over. She rubbed her upper arms and shivered. His eyes made her pussy spark and tingle.
She stood in front of the speechless young boy and postured brazenly, spreading her thighs to give him a better view of the tight pink pussy he would soon feel gripping his stiff young prick.
To Tracy's surprise, Billy leaned forward and touched his mouth to her cunt-lips.
Tracy gasped, her legs buckling with a strong rush from his pussy-kissing lips. The boy merely tickled her pussy cunt-mouth with his lips, but it was enough to make Tracy moan for more.
Billy put his tongue out and ran the tapered tip up the tight luscious lips of her cunt. He licked the tight crease again and again, and Tracy moaned out loud with every gentle stroke of his tongue.
"Oh, baby!" she groaned. "I'll fuck you so good, Billy!" She brought her hands down to the sides of her hips, stroking her body while the boy licked her pussy.
Tracy leaned forward so she could see his cunt-licking face over the peaks of her upthrust tits. She gave him a grateful and surprised smile. Her hands moved from her hips to the sides of his face.
She gently guided his tongue into her pussy-hole. She pushed his head forward, and his tongue stuck out straight. It slipped between the puffy outer lips of her cunt and into the tight grip of her inner pussy.
She moved her body as she held his head. He picked up the idea, moving his head so that his outthrust tongue would have the same effect.
Tracy watched him lick. She pushed her sparking cunt against the neighbor's young face. She led his tongue deeper. He wiggled his strong tongue in her tight pussy.
She gasped, moving her ass to stir his tongue in her cunt. She praised him with gasped one-word cries. Tracy shivered, her pussy suddenly full of fresh juice.
Billy moaned and sucked up her pussy-juice happily. They could both hear the noise of his sucking, lapping mouth. Tracy loved to listen to his eager lips and tongue in her pussy.
"Lick it, Billy," she said. "Lick it just like that, you wonderful boy!"
Tracy's hips moved faster. She held his head tighter to her hot pussy, and he responded by wiggling his head from the neck to stir his tongue in her cunt like a spoon in pink pudding. Tracy gasped her lungs full and then held it, shaking her head with a sudden rush that flashed up her spine.
She wrapped her hands around his jiggling head and pulled his busy tongue deeper into her pussy. His tongue sank to the limits in her tight wet cunt. She could feel his lips mashing against the edges of her soft juicy pussy. She ground her ass in tiny circles, moaning at the wonderful sensations of his spinning tongue.
"Harder!" she begged. "Suck my cunt-suck it!" She pressed his face into her hotly charge cunt. He did as she asked, and his lips sucked tight while his tongue went wild, licking in every direction.
Tracy held her breath and gripped Billy's head so hard she heard him let out a sharp cry of surprise. She rocked her hips forward, fucking his tongue like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Yes! Yes!" She bucked her cunt forward with her repeated cries, shagging his young face with her tingling cunt-mouth.
Her pussy charged rapidly and released a flood of clear sweet juice that Billy drank eagerly. She let out a long low moan, holding his head like she would never let him go.
She came with a strong rusn that made her moans rise in pitch. She shoved her cunt forward onto his licking tongue and his sucking lips. A white-hot flash ran up her spine and lit up her brain.
She squealed and came in his mouth.
Billy drank from her pussy like a desert exile who had crawled to an oasis. He gulped and delved his tongue to get more. He sucked her cum into his mouth to drink it all.
The sucking mouth made Tracy cum again and again. She gripped his head and jammed it into her spasming cunt. He gobbled and sucked, eating her pussy-juice while it was hot and fresh.
Tracy finally pulled his head away. She looked down and saw his little tongue reaching out for more. His wet face was grinning from his obvious success. Tracy gasped and held his head for a moment. She gave him a sideways smile.
"You good boy!" she said. And then she shivered with a rush.
She took a step back and could see his fully stiff prick sticking up between his legs. She licked her lips. She noticed that Billy was staring at her well-eaten cunt. It was time for his first juicy fuck.
"I'm gonna fuck you so good," she cooed. She got up on the couch, gently pushing him back until he rested with his back against the couch. She straddled his naked cock, letting her big tits mash against his chest.
She leaned forward and kissed his mouth and his neck and his cheeks, using her tongue to tickle his skin.
She gripped his hard little cock with both hands and pushed it against her juicy cunt mouth as she stroked it. She moaned and moved so that his cock wiped up and down her wet slit of a cunt. She felt Billy's young virgin prick throb and swell to feel the tight depths of her pussy.
Tracy watched his face as she leaned back and pushed his hard prick down. She felt his nut-shaped cockhead push into the soft wet mouth of her cunt. They both moaned when she moved back toward him, easing his stiff cock deeper between her slippery pussy-lips.
She let go of his cock when there was no room to hold it and leaned forward the rest of the way, groaning again. His cock slipped easily all the way up her gripping pussy. She used the muscles of her cunt to grip and squeeze his prick, watching his eyes bug from his skull.
"My tits are lonely," she whined in a baby voice. She leaned forward with her back arched to make her tits stick up to his face.
Billy reached up and filled his hands with soft firm titmeat and pulled a nipple into his mouth.
Tracy moved her ass on his lap, making his cock stir tightly in her cunt. She sighed at the way his hands gripped her tits. She put her hands on the back of her couch.
She moved her knees down and planted them firmly into the couch cushions. And then she parted to fuck in steady up and down motions.
Billy's eyes bugged even bigger. She fucked faster, and his face squinted into a grimace. She knew he loved it.
"Oh, Billy!" she said in his hair, bobbing up and down on his stiff prick. "I love to fuck you! I love it so much!" She rocked her ass to slide her pussy skillfully up and down every inch of his virgin prick.
She leaned up and smothered his panting face with her tits. He sucked harder on her stiffened nipples, and she could feel his grip on her tits tighten even more.
She heard him start to groan. The sounds thrilled the firm globes of her tits. She bounced faster on his cock and tilted her ass as she fucked so that his prick slid by her hair-trigger clit with each pass.
That made her groan louder. And she fucked faster still-pounding her ass down on the boy's lap with every hammering downstroke of her pussy.
Billy's hands pulled her tits up and down in time with her sliding cunt. She gasped against the side of his head, fucking with harder strokes. She could hear her asscheeks slapping his lap, and the boy's hard cock ram up her gripping fuckhole with wet slushy sounds.
He was gasping on her tits. She could feel hot spit drooling down from her nipples. He kept his eyes squinted shut. Tracy could feel his cock start to fuck up to her increasing tempo.
"Yes!" she gasped in his ear. "Fuck me! Fuck! Fuck!"
The boy rammed his hips up to meet every hammering stroke of her pussy. Tracy gritted her teeth and forced her pussy to grip his little prick as tightly as she could. She could feel her pussy-lips sliding and gripping, and she fucked faster to increase the rapid suction.
Billy moaned out loud into her tits. She encouraged him to cum with twists and turns of her ass that made his hard cock gouge her pussy from new angles and with new pressures.
His hands worked her big tits. His mouth was buried in their pale softness. He moaned with more and more volume until Tracy felt his cock flex and gush cum.
"Good boy!" she cried, fucking as fast as she could to drain his pink Uttle balls dry. "Good! Cum! Shoot it in my cunt! Yes!" She bobbed up and down on his straining prick.
Billy squirted and moaned under her, his prick spitting more and more of his hot cock-cream. Tracy squeezed her pussy, sucking his cum out with the sheer force of her cunt-muscles.
She fucked him until his gasps became urgent pleas to let him stop. She held her ass down on his lap and flexed her pussy one last time. Billy let out a loud cry and Tracy felt a last load of cum fill her cunt.
She was proud of the young boy, and he was obviously proud of himself too. He looked up at her with a silly grin on his face, his cheeks and chin shiny with spit. And Tracy knew that she had more than enough cock now.
Chapter Eight
That night Tracy put on some of her fanciest underthings, and she spent extra time on her hair and makeup. She remembered her afternoon with little Billy and his willing young cock. Then she thought of Tommy's long thick prick.
But it was their father's huge hard cock that filled her mind--just as it had filled Tracy's tight pussy.
She did her fingers and toes, brushing on bright red lacquer with a cock-hungry grin on her red lips.
She stared at herself in her vanity mirror.
The sheer white lounging robe she wore did little to conceal the stiff undercups of the tight corset she wore. It was as red as her lips and nails, and laced up the front with red satin laces.
She wore a matching red garter belt, and her stockings were patterned in the same livid hue of red.
She had strapped her red patent leather high heels on her feet, and it made her think of the way Mark Goodman had gripped her by the ankles while his huge cock fucked and fucked.
She hoped he would grip her by these tightly strapped shoes and make her fuck with his strong arms.
Tracy combed her long hair with an antique tortoise-shell comb. She kept one blue-shadowed eye on the window next door.
Her tight red panties were just a strip of lace that hugged the puffy lips of her pussy. The tie-strings at her hips were tied a Uttle too tight, like her shoes and the laces of her corset.
Tracy's fully round tits were bare above the scalloped top of the red silk corset. She could see the plump pink nipples plainly against the sheer white of her robe.
She smiled at her reflection. She wondered which of the Goodman men would be sucking her pussy and fucking her mouth and hungry cunt tonight.
The thoughts made her gasp quietly, and one hand trailed down her body to press against her tightly clamped thighs. She continued to comb her long hair, and she rubbed her hot cunt to cool it.
She had skipped dinner. She was too hot to eat, or even to think about doing anything with her mouth except suck on a hard cock.
And now, as she sat back in her vanity chair in her bedroom, she noticed that it was getting dark already.
She reached for the lamp on her vanity table and then stopped. She had to make sure that Mrs. Goodman didn't see into her room. She decided that avoiding the woman she had heard bitching the night before was the best course.
But fucking her big-cocked husband and her two willing sons-that Tracy had no plans to avoid.
She began to daydream. She imagined that all three of the cocks next door were around her and they were all hard and ready to fuck. Tracy sucked and stroked and took cock in her pussy all at the same glorious time.
She was breathing faster, and her comb had begun to stroke more strongly down her auburn curls.
She was midway down one side of her hair when the telephone rang.
She gasped, the sudden intrusion into her daydream annoying her. She looked at the telephone on the other side of her big double bed when it rang again. She wished she knew whether or not it was her husband calling from his extended business trip.
It rang a third time.
Tracy didn't want to answer it. Then something made her look out her window. She craned her neck and laughed to see Tommy in his window, waving with his phone up to his hear.
His bedroom light was on, and he was standing in front of the open curtains. Tracy moved her chair to face him. She waved back.
She leaned over the bed to the nightstand, and pushed across the wide mattress. Her robe rode up to her waist when she grabbed the phone off the receiver and then skidded back to watch her window.
"Hi," Tommy said. "Turn on your light. I can't see." Tracy leaned toward her window, squinting across the expanse of lawn at her neighbor's son. Tracy thought she could make out a small head partially hidden by one edge of the curtains.
"Hi, Tommy," she said into the phone. "Where's your big handsome brother?" Tracy heard muffled laughter. She grinned, watching the side of Billy's head disappear from the window. Then she saw Tommy try not to look obvious as he spoke to Billy out of the corner of his mouth.
"Billy?" Tommy asked, hesitating.
"Yeah-my new big boyfriend," Tracy answered.
"Hey, what about me?" Tommy said. Tracy laughed silently. She reached over and switched on the lamp. She posed for Tommy, raising one leg with her knee out to the side. She let him see her red lace panties and the soft paleness of her bare thighs framed by the red garter straps and stocking tops.
"What about you?" she asked. She hesitated before going on. She traced her painted fingernail up and down the tight crack of her cunt. "Well, I've got lots of hot fucking-and wet nasty cocksucking--for you."
And Tracy leaned back in her chair, thrusting her starving pussy forward.
"Let me see it," Tommy said. She could see him peering intently into her window, a look of hopeful expectancy on his face.
"Anything you say, Tommy," Tracy cooed. She hooked her finger into the tight triangle of red. She pulled it away from her pussy, and let the boy stare at her bare cunt-mouth.
Tracy laughed when she saw Tommy reach to his side and then put a pair of big black hunting binoculars up to his eyes.
Tracy felt a sudden tingle in her bare pussy. She giggled into the phone and she could almost feel the lenses of the binoculars burning her cunt-lips with its close scrutiny.
"You bad boy," she said in joking tones. "Well-can you see my pussy?" "Yeah, sure," he said. "It's the prettiest." Tracy giggled again. All this attention was making her feel like a young schoolgirl.
"Well-see how hungry for your big stiff cock my pussy is?" She rocked her ass on the chair, moving her pussy up and down. "Yeah," Tommy said, his voice louder. Then Tracy saw Tommy hand the binoculars to Billy. The younger boy's head rose from under the window to take a peek at her cunt. "There he is," Tracy said into the phone. "Let me talk to Billy."
Tommy's shoulders sagged. But he handed the phone to his brother. Tracy listened, and hear his shy quiet voice.
"Hi, Billy," she said. "Are you and your brother going to come over and let me suck two cocks?"
Tracy saw him look up and whisper to Tommy. Then he put his mouth back to the phone. He still held the binoculars up to his eyes.
"We gotta wait until Mom and Dad go to sleep, and then we'll bring our cocks." Tracy could hear Tommy laughing in the background. Then she saw him take the phone from Billy.
"What's this about both of us?" Tommy said. "I didn't think you liked-" "Tommy. Billy got his first suck and fuck today. And I loved every minute of it. Don't be greedy, Tommy. I've got plenty of good cocksucking and hot juicy fucking for you too."
He snorted into the phone. Then he sighed. He said something to his brother that Tracy didn't understand.
"Okay," Tommy said to his neighbor. "I guess two cocks are better than one."
"That's the spirit," Tracy answered.
She opened her robe and displayed her naked tits for the boys next door. She shook her shoulders, making her heavy tits sway.
"I've got two stiff hot nipples to suck too," she sighed into the phone. "And I don't want to wait too long to get them sucked."
She reached up with her free hand and pulled on the pink button of one nipple, stretching it up for Tommy and Billy to see. The pink skin around her thrusting nipple pulled out from her tit like taffy.
She wiggled her tit by the nipple, and she giggled at the excited sounds she could hear over the phone.
They were both watching her, and Tracy could see them fighting for the binoculars. Tracy played with her tit for them, lifting and shaking the firm globe of her tit by the overstretched nipple.
Then she grinned and reached down to her cock-starved pussy. She slowly slipped one fingertip into the tight folds of her pussy-lips. She moaned into the phone, hoping to tempt them to sneak over earlier.
"Don't make me wait," she said. "Tommy, baby, I showed you mine. Now give me a peek at your big beautiful prick."
Tommy laughed nervously, glancing down at Billy.
"You really want to see it?" he asked. He reached down and unzipped his pants.
"I want you to bring it over here so I can suck it-and watch it fuck my tight pussy." She grinned out througlf the window. "But I need a peek for now."
Tommy pulled his zipper down, and reached in and pulled out his long thick cock for his neighbor. He waved his prick with his hand, and Tracy moaned appreciatively into the phone* "I wish I could reach out and touch it," Tracy said, staring at his prick and watching it get bigger. "And suck it deep into my mouth."
His cock got even bigger and Tommy's hand stroked it harder. He pulled his prick farther out of his jeans and turned sideways so Tracy could watch him slide his hand up and down his impressively long thick prick.
"Save it all for me," she said. "I want to drink every drop of your cum-save it."
"I'm not saving shit," he said- He pumped his cock faster. "I'm going to sneak downstairs and out the back door." He jerked his prick faster as he spoke. "And into your house!' "Oh, yes, Tommy!" Tracy urged. "Now!"
"And into your pretty mouth-and up your pussy," Tommy said, his fully-stiff prick bobbing up and down with the quick tempo of his hand.
"Five minutes, then?" she asked expectantly. She fingered her pussy while she watched Tommy stroke his huge hard prick.
"Five minutes-but we gotta make sure the coast is clear," Tommy answered, still pumping his hand on his cock. "And then you suck this cock."
"Oh, you bet I will," Tracy said. "Better than before."
Then she saw the boys go into the room and straighten up. They put spare pillows in their beds and bunched the covers around them to make it look like themselves in bed sleeping.
Tracy watched from her window. When the boys were sure that everything looked right, they turned out the light.
The half-dressed young woman sighed. She was going to have two young cocks. The thought made her pussy tingle. She got up and closed her curtains. She peeked through into the dark rooms across the lawn and saw no sign of Mrs. Goodman. She left her room then, turning off the light behind her.
When Tracy got downstairs, the doorbell rang.
She clapped her hands. She was surprised that the boys had made it over to her side of the fence so soon. She silently praised the enthusiasm of youth as she went to the back door and opened it.
The door swung open, and Tracy opened her mouth to welcome the two young boys-and saw their father standing on her porch.
"I know it's late," Mark said, stepping boldly into her house. "But I don't think I thanked you properly for the last time we met."
"Oh, Mark, I-" she stammered, casually looking over his shoulder. "Well, thank you."
She noticed that he held a rectangular package in one hand.
"For me?" Tracy asked, taking the package with another look over his shoulder for Tommy and Billy. But she smiled, suddenly aware of the man's huge cock.
His suit couldn't hide the growing bulge of his prick. Tracy could see the outline of his cock hanging thickly down one pant leg. And as she watched it, the outline became more distinct.
"I see you have another present for me," she said, unable to take her eyes off his stiffening prick.
Tracy shut the door, glancing nervously one last time out to the back yard.
Then she felt Mark's hands on her body.
"Take my cock out and suck it," he said. "Now."
Tracy thought fast. She had no way to warn the boys that their father was here. She tried to speculate what would happen if they all met here.
She made a high-pitched sound of confusion.
But her hands responded to his command. And she opened her neighbor's pants quickly. Tracy felt her pulse race as she pulled his shorts from his waist and shoved one hand down to find his cock.
Tracy's fingers wrapped carefully around the thick cockshaft, and she pulled with more and more strengh.
"Quickly," he rasped. "I've been thinking about your hot mouth on my cock all fucking day." He reached into his jockey shorts himself and yanked his prick out roughly. "Suck it!"
He pushed Tracy down to her knees where she stood.
"Oh, Mark," she said. "Take your time.
There's no-" Her words were shut off by a sudden forced mouthful of cock.
Mr. Goodman had grabbed her by the head and just shoved his huge prick forward. Tracy could do nothing except feel inch after thick inch of his prick slide into her overstretched lips.
Mark rammed his prick deep, and Tracy moaned when his huge cockhead slammed against the back of her throat.
She pushed his hips with her hands and tried to move her head back. But Mark wouldn't have it. His hands kept her mouth right where he wanted it. She tried to plead with him to give her a chance to brace herself, but her cock-muffled words were ignored.
Tracy had forgotten just how big Mark's cockhead was, but now that it was swelling and stiffening, she remembered. His whole cock thickened until the added girth made Tracy's lips tingle and then sting from overstretching.
Mark fucked her mouth without another word.
He held her head with his hands and moved his cock back and forth in long determined strokes. All Tracy could do was follow the motions of his hips and his arms, sucking his huge prick with her hands on his hips for support.
He slid his huge cock in and out of her lips faster and faster. He stared down at her, watching his cock disappear into her tightly stretched lips.
Every time Tracy thought she could handle it, Mark would shove his cock deeper down her throat.
He gasped and put more power into his mouthfucking. Tracy took her hands from his hips and gripped the waist of his pants and shorts. She pulled them down over the curve of his ass, down to reveal his huge hairy balls.
Mark's oversized balls looked like they had been filling up with cum all day and were ready to explode. Tracy jerked his pants down around his thighs, and then put her hands on his cockshaft and his balls.
Her sudden double grip made Mark gasp. His huge prick swelled even more in his neighbors willing mouth. She let him lead her head faster than ever, and she used her hand on his cock to grind a brisk double-time to her sucking mouth.
Mark wasn't wasting any time. He grunted and shoved his prick into her mouth with the obvious intent to cum as fast as he could. She gaped up at his grimacing face and sucked harder, urging him to fuck her mouth deeper.
"Yes!" he gasped. "Suck! Suck! Suck me! Suck my cock!" He slid her gripping lips up and down so fast that Tracy's mouth burned from friction.
He came in her mouth with a sudden flood. Tracy made a manic attempt to drink all that cum, but it just wasn't possible. She gulped and swallowed, but his cum flooded her mouth and burst from her lips in a white sticky torrent.
Mark cried out? fucking her mouth with a gushing cock. Tracy felt more and more hot cum gush into her mouth.
She drank huge moutbfuls of his delicous cum, and his cock spurted more. She watched his face and saw him throw his head back with his eyes clamped shut. She sucked his drooling prick, squeezing his huge balls to get the last drops.
Mark let out a satisfied sigh. He held his gigantic prick in her overstuffed mouth, resting. Tracy felt his prick leak a last dribble of tasty cum. Then Mark slowly pulled his wet prick from her mouth.
The huge cockhead got caught on her lips, but Tracy relaxed her mouth and let him yank it free with a loud wet pop.
"That's the way to eat cock," Mark said with another sigh.
Tracy smiled up at him.
"And now I'd like you to open your package," he said, his voice still ragged from her hot cocksucking. "And then I'd like to fuck your pussy."
Chapter Nine
Tracy got to her feet. She faced Mr. Goodman with her big tits thrusting out of the top of her tight corset.
She took the package from the kitchen counter, and then wiped a smear of his cum from her chin. She glanced out the kitchen window, but there was no sign of Tommy and Billy.
She went into the living room, and Mark followed her with his well-sucked cock hanging from his hastily pulled up pants. Tracy could hear his belt buckle jingling as he walked behind her.
"I hope you like it,'* he said, sitting on the couch where she had fucked Billy earlier that day. But when Tracy glanced up from her package and saw his enormous prick sticking straight up in the air, she forgot Billy and his brother. She decided that Mark's oversized cock deserved her attention now.
She looked at the package and then broke the string with a sharp nail. She opened the box and then folded back the tissue paper to reveal the contents.
She whistled to herself, holding up the gorgeous choker necklace.
It was beautiful-metal links of cast silver and gems that looked a lot like diamonds to Tracy's practiced eye.
"Oh, Mark!" Tracy said, holding the necklace up to the light to watch the evenly set gems flash. "This is-it's-" She sighed, and her rounded tits rose and fell. "I don't know what to say."
She found the heavy clasp and unfastened the thick necklace. She opened it into her hand and then put it up to her bare neck.
She clasped it on, and then grinned at her neighbor in thanks. She let her eyes roam down from his still-tied tie and his buttoned shirt to his huge naked prick.
It jutted thick and red against the soft beige of his suit. Tracy's hot pussy sent her strong signals that it was time to fuck.
She could still taste his bittersweet cum in her mouth, and now her beautiful gift had made her itch for more-more hard huge cock than her tight pussy could take.
"You're a generous neighbor," she said in soft tones. "And so am I." She put one hand up to her throat, and felt the strength of the links of the necklace.
Her other hand wrapped lovingly around the thick shaft of his cock.
She cuddled closer to him, putting her knees up on the couch. She stroked his enormous prick, whispering in his ear.
"I'm going to fuck you," she said. "Every inch of your cock-what's this?" Suddenly his hand came from his jacket pocket. Before she could pull away he had taken a long black leash and hooked the end of it to her new necklace. Tracy spent one moment staring in shock.
She reached up and felt the hook. It was locked to her choker in a confounding way.
"Mark-this isn't funny-oh!"
Mark had pulled on the black leather leash, and Tracy's words were cut short. He had pulled her head toward his prick. And her lips were suddenly pressed against his still-wet cock.
She gasped hot breath on his prick. She looked up at her neighbor's masterful face with a dawning admiration. She felt suddenly like a slave to the biggest stiffest cock she had ever fucked.
"Oh, baby," she said with her lips still pressed against his cock. "Now make me fuck!"
He laughed and pulled her up by the choker's leash. She rose up to keep the metal links from hurting her tender throat. The way he stared into her eyes made her pussy tingle with a sudden rush.
She helped him get his pants off and then swung a leg over him and straddled his huge prick.
She looked him straight in the eye and pulled at his necktie. She tugged the Windsor knot lose, and then began to unbutton his shirt.
She moved her ass on his lap, rubbing her red lace panties on the thick underside of his throbbing prick. She moaned, her eyes widening. For Mark had responded by flexing his strong prick when she pushed her pussy against it.
He held the looped end of her leash in one hand and calmly waited until Tracy had bared his strong hairy chest. She leaned forward and pressed her soft tits against him and breathed in his ear.
Tracy could feel her nipples harden into two rubbery buds on the ticklish hair of Mark's chest. She moved her shoulders, rubbin her tits on it.
"I'm so hot to fuck," she said. She pushed her cunt up tight to his naked upthrust cock. "This big prick makes me nuts to fuck." She reached down and grasped his cock with both hands.
Tracy saw his face tighten, and she could feel his long thick prick swell. She pumped up and down pushing the big round cockhead into the firm crease between the full undercurves of her tits.
She stroked her hands up and down, and the thick-rimmed cockhead jiggled between her tits faster. She let out an excited breath. She leaned down enough to poke the head of his prick up into the middle of her heavy-hanging tits.
Mark moved her back away from him. He watched Tracy's big tits as they came away from his chest.
She kept her tight two-handed grip on his prick and leaned farther back, rocking her lace-covered pussy forward against his hard cockshaft.
Tracy lifted her ass, rubbing her hands up and down Mark's cock. She grinned when the long thin black leather leash played out into a taut line.
Mark eyed her body up and down. He used his free hand to reach down and untie Tracy's panties at her flaring hips. He pulled the tiny red triangle from in front of her pussy, and Tracy pushed her bare cunt firmly against the corded underside of his cockshaft.
"Oh, Mark!" she sighed, leaning back until the silver choker pulled at her neck. She moved her tight pussy up and down, sliding the moist furry lips of her cunt on the ruddy meat of his cock.
She rose higher. She pulled the huge bloated cockhead toward her cunt. Mark knocked her hands away from his prick and gripped the straining cockshaft himself. He used his other hand to hold the leash up, pulling Tracy with it.
She rose higher, and Mark pushed his cock down. The full firm curves of his cockhead slid down into the pink lips of her pussy and pried them apart.
He settled his cockhead firmly in the opening between her cunt-lips. Tracy rocked her ass in tiny circles to work the wet fleshy folds of her pussy around the knob-like cockhead.
She gasped and leaned back farther. Then a slight movement in the living room window caught her eye.
Tracy saw Tommy and Billy outside in the dark, watching her get ready to fuck their father. She swallov/ed hard and pretended that she hadn't seen anything.
She gave Mr. Goodman a servile smile and put her hands down flat on the tops of his thighs. She hovered there for a moment with her pussy still stretching apart around his huge cockhead.
Then Mark used the leash to pull her down. Tracy let out a low moan, and her head went back. But her pussy slipped down Mark's stiff prick. She sucked in a quick breath and moaned again as the leash pulled her down another thick inch of hard prick. And then another.
"Oh! It's so-so big!" she cried out.
But Mark didn't seem to hear her. He watched her pussy slide tightly down his huge prick, a glazed look in his dark eyes.
He yanked on the leash again, and Tracy was pulled down his cock farther. She gripped his thighs behind her back until her fingernails dug into his flesh. She moaned with every new depth of his enormous prick.
"That's it!" he coached. "Take it all-fill your pussy with-cock!" He pulled steadily down on the leash. Tracy followed, her pussy sliding farther and farther down his unbending prick.
"It's too-oh! Too big!" she gasped. But he forced her to take more up her pussy with another strong tug on the thin leather leash.
Tracy could feel Mark's huge cockhead plowing up into the deepest part of her overstretched pussy. He tugged again, and her pussy slipped tightly around even more stiff hot cock.
"Wait!" she begged. "Let me rest!" She brought her hands up to his shoulders. But Mark pulled hard on the leash and pulled her overstuffed cunt down hard.
All the rest of his iron-hard prick was shoved into her pussy. Tracy felt the widespread bottoms of her pale thighs come to rest down on his bulging balls. She moaned again. She gasped when his cock flexed. His whole cock was jammed firmly up her cunt-hole. Every slight movement made her gasp again.
"Now fuck!" he said loudly. Tracy knew that his sons had heard that sharp command.
She rose up off his prick, moaning as inch after inch of wet red cockmeat appeared from her pussy. She made sure the boys could see it all.
When she had risen off most of his throbbing cockshaft, he pulled her all the way back down by the leash. Tracy had to force her pussy to slide onto every huge inch of Mark's prick. She put an exaggerated expression of overpowered reluctance on her face, turning her head for Billy and Tommy.
Tracy leaned farther back. Mark's thick cock was pulled down with her. The silver choker pulled tight and pulled her cunt harder onto his prick.
The mouth of her pussy stung, stretched too far around the thick base of Mr. Goodman's amazing cockshaft. She dug her knees into the cushions of the couch and tried to back away. But the leash attached to her choker held her. Then she was led up by the leash, like a jungle cat in a circus act. Tracy gasped when her pussy released his huge prick. She could feel a strong vacuum building up deep in her cunt. And thai suction helped her slide back down when he tugged the leash.
"Oh!" she gasped, riding up and down to the snapping tugs of Mark's leash. "Oh, Mark!" And she arched her back so that she could fuck up and down at a more comfortable angle. "Don't stop!" he said. "Keep fucking!" He led her to a quicker pace with sharper pulls on the thin black leather thong in his hand.
Tracy's ass rose in the air with supple ease. She could hear her wet cunt making shppery sounds. She kept to the steady rhythm of the leash, fucking up and down while the man's two sons watched from the window.
Mark's cock was like a polished marble sculpture wrapped in wet silk. As her pussy slipped up and down, Tracy could feel every stiff contour of his huge prick.
The big round cockheaa plowed a deep furrow in her pussy, over and over. Tracy could feel her glove-tight cunt suck tightly to the curves of that deep-thrusting cockhead. When her pussy had slipped all the way down, she could feel it flex and swell. Tracy's breath began to rasp to the rhythm of her cunt. She used the muscles in her lean legs to move her ass. She balanced gracefully, her pussy fucking with long even strokes.
Mark's face was sweaty and flushed. He jerked harder on the leash, and Tracy's whole body slammed down with more force.
He cunt flashed and she shivered. And a wave of hot cunt-juice wetted his prick. Her next ride down his prick was easier. She gasped when his slippery prick rammed farther up her overfilled fuckhole.
Tracy leaned far back and stole a glance at the window. She could see the boys dimly in the corners of the partly closed curtain. She gave them another look of mock shame at her forced servitude.
"Oh, Mr. Goodman!" she gasped for the benefit of Billy and Tommy. "Oh! Your big cock-it hurts!" She squirmed on his lap as she fucked.
Mark ignored her words, just as Tracy thought he would. He just stared at her gasping face and her wildly bouncing tits and made her fuck faster by jerking his hand faster on her thrumming black leash.
She bounced on his huge cock like a ball on a paddle. She knew that her writhing and moaning were observed from the window. She suddenly gasped louder and shivered, hovering up over his cock on one upstroke while her cunt flashed with hot currents. But then she fucked on, putting on her show for the boys outside.
Her pale ass flew up and down to the tempo of his hand on the leash. Tracy had to admit that she loved every forced downstroke that filled her eager pussy with all that stiff cockmeat.
Her gasping got louder as she fucked. Soon she was moving ahead of her neighbor's strongly dictated tempo. Her ass rose and fell like a hammer on an anvil, and she fucked with her backbone and neck braced to pull against the stretching leather.
Tracy let herself go. She gasped sharp cries that rang off the walls of her living room, and she powered her cunt up and down every inch of Mark's incredible prick like there was no tomorrow.
She could feel his big balls mash under her ass on every downward thrust. Tracy was proud that she could fuck so much stiff cock. She kept up the pace, feeling ticklish drips of sweat run down her back as she fucked.
Her thighs slapped down on his lap loudly enough for the sound to travel to the listening ears outside. Tracy's gasped cries were loud enough to be heard with no problem, she knew.
And Mark's lungs were working overtime. Tracy could see his chest heaving and his open mouth sucking air. She fucked up and down from the waist, bending back against the pull of the leash.
Her big heavy tits knocked into each other and bounced like big rubber balls at a playground. While Tracy fucked, Mark reached up with his free hand and took a strong handful of one bobbing tit.
He powered her tit up and down to the relentless rhytym of the leash attached to her tight silver choker. And Tracy fucked faster to keep up. Mark let out a sharp grunt, and Tracy got ready for his cum.
But she yelped in shock when he suddenly used his hand on her tit and his hand on the leash to turn her around on his cock.
She cried out when his huge cock turned in her gripping pussy. She felt like a power drill had just kicked on in her cunt. But her slippery pussy twisted back to normal. And her ass came down to rest on Mark's wiry cockhair.
Tracy got her feet under her on the floor. She bent over, gasping again when the leash snapped taut.
Her cunt was stuffed full. She tried not to look at the watching boys. Then she felt the looped end of the leash crack loudly across her ass.
He had gripped it in the middle to hold her by the necklace. As Tracy craned her neck to look behind her, he swung the free end of the leash and it stung her ass again.
She hissed her breath in and pulled her ass up. Her pussy reluctantly released his cock, one thick wet inch at a time. By now she had been fucking long enough so that her cunt was well-juiced and stretched to take more cock. But now, with her head facing away and her ass bent over his prick, she had to cry out as his prick filled her aching cunt.
The leash snapped down on her high round asscheeks again. Tracy heard a loud one-word command to fuck-and she fucked.
Tracy started to rock up and down. Every downward thrust onto his iron-hard prick made her cry out again. She cast a quick glance at the window. She could see the boys still watching.
She felt another lash of the leather and launched into a grinding power-fuck that slammed her ass down on Mark's lap again and again.
"Go! Go! Fuck!" she heard from behind her. And the thin looped end of the leash punctuated his words with loud cracks on her fucking asscheeks.
Tracy gritted her teeth and fucked for all she was worth. She put her palms on her knees and rocked from the waist and ass, grinding her cunt up and down Mark's wonderful prick.
He tugged the leash and Tracy changed the angle of her cunt, leaning up as she fucked. She felt like a racehorse that he was whipping toward the finish line. And when she felt his body jerk and twitch under her, she knew that the finish line was just ahead.
The repeated stinging of the lashes on her high-riding ass had stopped being uncomfortable. Tracy felt like her asscheeks were glowing. They tingled with new and exciting sensations as he whipped her to make her fuck.
She wriggled her ass as she fucked. His cock gouged into her pussy from different angles. The pressures in her overall pussy made her miss a beat, but the sharp sting of the leash started her fucking again.
Tracy clamped her eyes shut and put all her strength into fucking. Her sucking pussy slipped up and down so fast that she could hear the wet slushy sounds of every long hard stroke.
The leash pulled up tight. Tracy reared up like a spooked mare. She gasped as Mark's deeply buried cockhead exploded with a sudden stream of hot cum.
He held her thrashing pussy down by the tension of the leash on her neck and filled her cunt with another strong burst of cock-cream.
They cried out in a straining harmony as Mr. Goodman's cock gushed cum. Tracy felt her pussy shoot hot signals to her brain. When the next hot blast of cum hit, she came in a rush. She saw the boys' faces watching.
Chapter Ten
Tracy shivered with another strong rush. Mark's huge cock gushed again, and she came with him. She leaned forward, straining at the leash like a horse at the bit. Her pussy flashed and leaked hot cum.
Her pussy clamped and juiced, and she wriggled her ass to squeeze more hot cum from his prick. She couldn't fuck in her long strokes, but her ass jerked and shifted, taking advantage of the little freedom the taut line would allow.
She gasped and shivered again. The clamping of her strong pussy forced the last of Mark's cum to ooze into her glove-tight cunt.
Tracy slowed the movements of her ass. She gasped and froze with a sudden shock. She was still cumming. She stayed bent over his huge hard cock, still holding every thick inch in her pussy. Then she focused more clearly on the boys outside.
A plan was already half-formed in her cock-hungry mind. She smiled as she decided on her strategy.
She shook with another strong aftershock. Then she gasped in mock-surprise and pointed to the window.
"Oh, my!" she said. "Who's that?"
She could tell the boys were too frightened to move. She could see the twin outlines of their heads. But they were agitated, moving with shuffling feet that were ready to flee.
"Holy shit!" Mark said. "Holy fucking shit!" He shoved Tracy off his cock all at once.
She cried out, and her aching pussy snapped shut. She could hear his prick slap wetly up onto his stomach. She gasped again when he pushed her out of his way.
Mark told his sons to stand still. He walked to the window with his huge slippery cock flopping free.
He unlocked and lifted the pane. And he sighed down at his two silent boys outside. Tracy listened from the couch, but she couldn't hear what Mark was saying.
Then Tracy stood with her tits thrust out and walked to stand behind Mark. She listened again. But he had stopped talking.
"Will they go and tell your wife?" Tracy asked innocently.
She saw Mark's face pull down to a scowl. He just looked out the window. Tracy moved from behind Mark, and stared down to them with a wink.
"Come to the back door," she said.
Then she noticed the dark stare she was getting from their father.
"I'll make sure that they keep our secret," she said. She gave Mark a wink just like she had given to the boys.
Mark took a contemplative breath. He let it out with a growing smile.
"Good idea," he said, nodding. "And I'm sure you won't mind-three cocks for Tracy."
She laughed as if she was considering the situation for the first time. She gave Mark an excited look.
"What else can we do?" she asked, her Hands up. Then Tracy heard a timid knock at the back door.
She gave their father a questioning glance. He nodded. Tracy didn't bother to put on her robe. She left the living room and flew through the kitchen.
She opened the door and greeted two frightened faces with a calming grin.
"Let me do the talking," she said softly. "And then we'll all fuck-you two and your dad." She giggled at their shocked expressions.
She let them in and shut the door, then led them into the living room.
Mark was sitting there with his arms folded over his bare chest, and his huge naked cock hanging heavily between his legs.
Tracy could feel the tension in the room.
"Well," she said. "I guess you can't keep a good man down." And she laughed with them for a relaxed moment.
"Boys," said Mark. "I was only here to-" "He was here to fuck my pussy," Tracy said. "Just like you two handsome young men were."
She gave them a moment to exchange dawning stares. Then they all shared a laugh. But Tracy still felt the boys* nervousness.
"Like the old saying goes," she said, "like father, like son."
Billy and Tommy both laughed. Tracy noticed that Mark's scowl had lifted. She took advantage of the opportune moment that followed.
"Being here with three Goodman males!" she said. "It's almost too much to believe." She sighed lustily. "I just don't know what part of my body is the most hungry for a good hard cock."
She let them relax further. She realized that all three of them were staring at her with the same wicked grin.
Tracy let her laughter die out. She could feel their hot stares on her cunt and on her ass. Her nipples were stiffening even as they stared.
She sat down on the couch and let her lean pale thighs open; She displayed her sticky cum-smeared pussy for all three of them.
"I'm outnumbered," she said, stroking her hands around the undercurves of her full round tits. "You could all gang up on me and give me three stiff cocks-right now."
She let that sink in. She was relieved when she saw the boys and their father nod in silent agreement.
"Okay, boys," Mark said. "Let's all be very neighborly to pretty Tracy."
Tracy giggled her schoolgirl giggle. She felt shivers and chills all over her body as she watched Billy and Tommy strip.
Mark stood and took off the rest of his clothes too. Tracy watched in anticipation, and soon she was looking at three naked cocks. They were all hers tonight.
Tracy's palms were damp, and her well-fucked pussy screamed for more.
She lay back on the couch, waiting. Mark approached her with his two sons following close behind.
Tracy handed Mark the long leash. He took the looped end with a grin. He glanced to his right and left, and Billy and Tommy grinned back. Tracy silently waited. Her cunt itched and her hands worked anxiously.
"Get up," Mark demanded. "And get on the carpet-on your hands and knees."
Tracy swallowed in a dry throat. But she did as he said.
When she had positioned herself on the soft pile of her brown living room carpet, she braced herself and looked up at Mark.
His huge cock was inches from her mouth. As the three cocks surrounded her, she leaned forward and kissed the big round cockhead near her lips.
She heard Mark tell his youngest son to get down under Tracy. And she continued to kiss his enormous cockhead while Billy shinnied down under her pussy.
Mark moved forward, and Tracy pushed her mouth onto the full curves of his spongy cockhead. She could taste congealing cum. And she ricked it up, moaning with pleasure.
"You take good care of Tracy's pussy, Bill," his father said. "And Tommy."
Tracy's attention perked. She wondered where Mark would suggest he put his long thick cock.
'You go find a bathroom and get a jar of vaseline,' Mark said.
Tracy's mouth froze on his stiffening prickhead. She looked up at him. She felt him take up the slack on her leash. The steady pressure on her neck and the look of determination in his dark eyes silenced her protests.
Tommy gave his father a confused look, but then he ran off, his cock flopping between his lean thighs.
Billy had moved his head up to reach Tracy's hanging tits. He used his hands to pull them toward his little mouth. Tracy couldn't see him, but she could imagine the eager look on his face as he sucked her tits.
Mark grabbed a throw pillow off the couch and toossed it down to Billy. He reached out and then his father told him to put the bouncy pillow under his ass. He kept his mouth on her tits, and scooted the cheeks of his ass up to push the pillow under him.
Tracy moaned on Mark's huge cockhead. She could feel Billy's stiff young prick. The nutlike cockhead was pushing right into her sticky pussy-lips.
Tracy renewed her enthusiasm for kissing Mark's purple cockhead, now that she could feel Billy's hard prick slide up her pussy.
Her cunt gripped tightly, even though it had just stretched around Mark's huge prick. Tracy gasped when Billy fucked deep, his little cock sliding up her pussy until she could feel his smooth hairless tummy push against hers.
She moaned again, sucking and chewing Mr. Goodman's sticky cockhead. Billy began to fuck her pussy in quick little thrusts.
She heard and felt Tommy's bare feet drum down the hall and into the room. He had found the full jar of vaseline. And Tracy's virgin asshole clenched when she heard Mark tell him to cover his cock with the stuff.
Tracy braced her knees on the carpet. She used her mouth to serve Mark's enormous prick. But she was waiting for the third cock to fuck her ass. She was nervous. She had never had a cock up her tight asshole.
Tracy knew that Tommy had finished when she felt his long thick cock press between her high round asscheeks. The vaseline was cold for a moment, and her asshole was clenched defensively at first. But while Tracy licked and sucked his father's huge stiff cock, Tommy forced his prick to open her shithole bit by bit until she could feel the cockhead wedged firmly into it.
She gasped on Mark's cock, and her ass rose up, giving Billy more room to fuck her tight wet cunt. The younger boy bounced his ass on the pillow, and his prick slipped in and out of her pussy as if he had been fucking her all his life.
"Stick it up her ass, Tommy," Mark said. "Fuck that tight shithole till you cum up her ass!"
Tracy gasped again when Tommy's cock slid up her asshole. The boy gripped her by the garter straps and pushed his prick with steady shoves that forced her asshole to stretch again and again.
Every inch of cock in her ass made Tracy gasp on Mark's cock. She looked up at him as Billy and Tommy both fucked deeper.
The feeling of two cocks ramming up her fuckholes at the same time was making her lick and suck Mark's prick with more and more ferver. Tommy gripped her elastic garter straps while fucking her. When his cock started to fuck into her ass harder, he pushed her whole body forward onto Mark's huge prick.
Mark took half a step back and used one hand to hold his cock down so that the oversized cockhead pushed against Tracy's gasping mouth. She continued to stare up at him as she opened her mouth and took his cockhead inside her tightly stretched lips.
"Suck it good," Mark said. "I want to see that pretty mouth sliding up and down my big prick like a hot wet pussy."
Then an extra hard shove from Tommy's ass-reaming prick made Tracy's mouth travel far up Mark's thick cockshaft.
Tracy's eyes drifted shut. She lost herself to the wonderful feelings of three stiff pricks in her hot body.
Billy's stiff little prick fucked her cunt so fast the boy's hips were slapping up into her own with every thrust. Tracy's cunt was poised so that every hard fast stroke rubbed her poking clit.
Tommy's long cock had fucked so far up Tracy's asshole that she could feel his fuzzy balls brush her asscheeks with every snapping downthrust. She could feel the thin membrane of flesh between her two fuckholes crushed between the two fucking cocks. The twin sensations were charging her with strong rushes already.
Her mouth obediently fucked up and down their father's throbbing prick, sliding wetly with the steady tempo of Tommy's prick.
Tommy had managed to set up a grinding pace in her tight asshole. His vasehne-slippery cock rammed deeply into her asshole with long strokes that pushed her mouth forward onto Mark's rock-hard prick.
Tracy's gasps became urgent moans. She writhed on all fours, thrilling to her wonderful triple fuck. Her cunt built up its hot electric charge rapidly, flooding Billy's eager young prick with slippery juice.
Her mouth slipped tightly up and down Mark's huge prick. While his sons fucked, he pulled Tracy up off her hands.
He leaned forward, and left his prick deep in her overfilled mouth. Then he arched his back to thrust his cock toward her and reached down to grasp her hanging tits.
He pulled her tits up and wrapped them around his thick cockshaft. His strong hands pushed her pillowy tits tightly together around it.
Tracy bent her head down to move from her neck. She sucked hard. She felt Mark's hands force her tits up and down to the increasing rhythm of Tommy's ass fucking cock.
Billy gripped Tracy around the waist. His stiff little prick fucked even faster. Tracy's sucking pussy made wet noises as Billy bounced his ass.
Tommy's hands released her garter straps with stinging snaps. His hands came down to grip the full round outer curves of her asscheeks. She could feel his arms put more and more strength into that sudden grip, and Tracy's tight asshole squeezed even more tightly around his pulsing cock.
Tracy pulled her mouth off Mark's prick, gasping for air. She lapped at his huge cockhead. She reached up to grip Mark's strong hips. He took fresh holds on the outer slopes of her glove-shaped tits. His hands slid her tits farther and faster on his cock.
Tracy thrashed with a sudden rush. Then another strong shiver shook her body. She felt her cunt spark and flash. Then it clamped down on Billy's prick.
She came with a high-pitched wail that blew hot breath on Mark's prick. Her mouth worked on his cockhead as she cried out with her gut-wrenching rush. Both boys seemed to take their neighbor's writhing and crying out as a signal to fuck even faster than before.
Tracy held onto Mark Goodman's hips and chewed and sucked his cock as his sons ground their cocks alongside each other in her gripping cunt and ass. She came in a series of hammer-blow shocks that made her see stars.
Tommy and Billy fucked on. Mark powered her tits on his huge stiff prick faster. The tightly compressed inner curves of her tits burned with the friction of his cock, but Tracy loved every burning stroke.
She writhed on the carpet of her living room, held steady by six hands. She came until she thought she would pass out.
Even when her own strength failed, she was held up by those guiding hands. When her cock-filled ass jerked out of line with a sudden rush, Tommy shoved her back.
She forced her spasming cunt and her tingling asshole to keep still and let three hard pricks fuck to the same grinding tempo.
She could hear all of the fuckers panting, and she could feel their cocks straining to cum. She cried out for their hotjsock-cream. She flexed her cunt and her asshole until she heard both boys cry out with her.
She stretched her mouth around Mark's upthrust cockhead, and she sucked hard, her cries muffled by his spongy flesh. All three pricks continued to ram against Tracy's increased pressure, fucking to the same snapping pace.
Tracy lost all track of time. She knelt on the floor and was fucked until she suddenly realized that other cries than hers were ringing off the walls.
She went wild, thrusting her ass and cunt on their quickly fucking young pricks. Her mouth made loud wet noises as her tits stroked up and down in Mark's relentless grips.
When Tommy yelped like a dog with its leg in a trap, Tracy felt hot cum in her ass for the first time in her life. His gushing cock was like a blasting cap that blew off and triggered his brother's stiff cock.
Tracy felt her spine light up when her cunt and ass both were shot full of fresh hot cum. Her mouth sucked harder.
She jerked her head on Mark's gigantic cockhead by straining the muscles of her neck.
She tightened her lips until she could feel the tight skin of her neighbor's cock hold firmly where her mouth clamped.
She forced that rubbery skin to grind back and forth on the rigid cockmeat beneath it. She felt his fingers dig into her tits and force them to fuck in a painful double-time to her eager mouth.
Tommy and Billy were both still gushing cum when their father joined then. Tracy let out a cry that shivered the man's whole cock when his cum-hole yawned open and her mouth tasted cum.
She flexed her sucking mouth to draw the first blast down her throat and instinctively flexed her pussy and her asshole at the same time.
All. three hard pricks unloaded more thick creamy cum. Tracy sucked and drank Mark's hot cock-juice while her guts were flooded with the stuff.
She managed to look up, sliding her mouth on Mark's gushing cockhead as she tilted her head. She saw Mr. Goodman's blissful expression as his huge prick gushed its creamy rewards down her willing throat.
His energetic sons shoved their spewing pricks deep, filling her ass and her tightly flexed pussy with all the cum they had.
Mark held her tits down around his big balls. He tensed his stomach into distinct bands of muscle. His prick blasted a long thick stream of cum that filled her mouth and spurted from her lips.
Cum ran down her tits, and down the crack of her cock-filled ass. She cried out with long squealing cries and thanked her lucky stars that she had such wonderful hard-cocked neighbors as these.
