Every society is marked by an adolescent stage. A growing up period. A time when each young member feels he is infinitely more dar�ing and modern than the adults ruling the establishment he often rebels against. Nowhere is this phenomenon more marked than in an open society like ours.
Tiffany Washington's story is that of a young girl growing up in her own special way: Breaking the moral code she has been taught. Flaunting her body in open rebellion. Reveling in any and every wanton new experience. Indeed, Tiffany makes a world of her own, where hedonism becomes the standard. But the truth is that Tiffany is searching for meaning in her life, for love and affection, not just pleasures of the flesh.
HOT HORNY BABYSITTER-the story of a girl's struggle to find herself, and the shatter�ing experiences that carry her over the threshold into young adulthood and eventual happiness. A timely story for our restless society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Jim Edwards stood at the sofa, staring through bloodshot eyes at his young babysit�ter, Tiffany Washington. A single parent, he had hired Tiffany to watch his young son while he went out drinking with the guys. Now, drunk and horny, he watched Tiffany sleep�ing, feeling the wanton desire rising in his loins.
Tiffany was still in her cheerleader uniform from high school. Her full tits rose and fell with her shallow breathing. Her thighs were gloriously exposed below her short skirt. Her tanned skin showed everywhere.
Jim pulled his zipper down, brought out his halfhard prick and began stroking it. Kneel�ing at the side of the sofa, he looked at Tif�fany's face, relaxed in sleep. Her black, curly hair framed her face. Her full, moist pink lips were parted slightly.
His prick throbbing in his fist, Jim worked harder on his cock pole. As he stroked his burgeoning prick, he put his hand on Tiffany's thigh. Her skin was warm to his touch. Slowly, his fingertips just grazing over her smooth flesh, he pushed his hand under her skirt until he felt her panties.
"Ummfff!" Tiffany groaned in her sleep, turning from her side to her back.
The move made it easier for him to fit his hand between her legs, and he stroked her pussy through her bikini panties. Even though she was sleeping, her breathing quickened.
Tiffany moaned again, squirming on the couch. With a hand stroking her pussy, she dreamed of her boy friend. A virgin, she had never really fucked, but almost on every date, she ended up jerking on his cock until he shot his wad off. She enjoyed the action, but she secretly wanted to do more. When he played with her tits, she writhed in ecstasy. However, she never let her boy friend put his hand under her skirt.
Jim was pounding hard on his prick. It stretched out from his body, long and proud and throbbing with life. He was afraid that Tiffany would wake up and even more frightened that she would scream for the police. But he couldn't stop himself. Not now. He needed to feel her smooth, supple body writhing against his own, feel her lusty desire unleashing on his prick.
Moving up her body, Jim leaned over her face and rubbed the head of his cock against her soft lips. A drop of jism formed at the slitted tip of his prick and he wiped the cum off onto Tiffany's lips.
"Ohhhhh!" he sighed, stroking slowly on his cock as he rubbed his red prick tip against Tiffany's cheeks. Grabbing her tit through her sweater, he felt the firmness and perfect roundness of her tits.
When Jim grabbed Tiffany's tit, he squeezed it too hard, and her eyes opened. Though not thinking too clearly from sleepiness, she saw and smelled Jim's awesome cock.
"Ahhhhh! Mr. Edwards, what are you do�ing?" she screamed, trying to sit up on the sofa. "Get away from me!"
What happened next was unclear to Tiffany. She had started for the front door, and was then tackled to the floor. As she struggled with Jim, he reached under her short skirt and rip�ped her panties off savagely. Pleading, beg�ging for him to leave her alone, she was dragged into the bedroom.
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you for this," Tiffany screamed. She tried to claw her attacker with her long fingernails, but he caught her wrist before she did any harm.
When he had both her wrists trapped in one hand, he raised them over her head, pinning them to the bed. He slipped between her legs, his flushed, strained face near hers.
"I'm going to fuck you!" he hissed, lunging with his cock at Tiffany's pussy. His prick tip struck her tight, triangular bush of cunt hair, sliding up toward her stomach.
"Please don't," Tiffany sobbed. "Please! Just leave me alone!"
Tiffany's thighs were around Jim's hips, squeezing him as he squirmed on her body. She felt the head of his cock slam into her cunt, but this time it didn't just rub over her clit. Her pussylips were pushed inward, split by his fat, round cockhead.
"Uh! Uh! Fucking bitch!" Jim hissed, ram�ming his prick at Tiffany. His spongy cock knob punched past the pussy's resistance, and he felt her moist cuntlips surround his cock.
Tiffany felt her cunt being invaded by Jim's prick, and she trembled. Kicking Jim's ass with her heel, she achieved exactly the opposite of what she wanted. His prick, long and hard, plunged deep into her cunt. She felt blinding pain, something inside her body ripped, then his cock moved deeper into her body.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Tiffany screamed, fighting to get her hands free so she could rip at Jim's face with her fingernails.
"Tight! Ohhhhhhh! So fucking tight," Jim sighed, slamming his hips down on Tiffany's, wedging his prick fulllength in her pussy. Once his cock was suitably lubricated with her pussy juice, he started reaming her cunt hard and fast, impaling the beautiful fifteen year old with his prick.
The initial pain of having a prick plowing into her cunt quickly turned to pleasure. Tiffany stopped screaming and closed her eyes as the first subtle tingles of desire seeped through her body from her clit. Each time Jim jerked his cock in and out of her pussy, she felt his cock sliding wetly over her clit, making her pussy more juicy.
"You bitch! Your cunt is so goddamn tight!" Jim hissed in Tiffany's ear.
He ground his hips against her, working his cock around in her cunt. Her firm, lush tits cushioned his heaving chest.
Trembling, Tiffany held Jim tighter, wrapping her legs around his body and hooking her ankles together. Despite her intellectual disgust for what was happening to her, she couldn't deny that her body felt more alive than it ever had. Every nerve was tingling, sending hot flushes of carnal delight screaming up and down her spine.
"Ohhhhhh! So hot! Your cunt feels like a furnace," Jim sighed, rocketing his prick like a piston into her pussy.
Though Jim was no longer holding her wrists as tightly as he had earlier, she made no attempt to free her hands. She quivered, wig�gling her ass on the bed to get more of the slick friction of Jim's prick on her clit. When he kissed her neck, then stuck his tongue in her ear, she mewled softly, fighting to maintain her role of the outraged rape victim.
As he fucked her pussy, his pants became stained with the cunt oil that seeped from her pussy. In his drunkenness, he did not realize how horny the teenager was getting.
"You slut! I'm cumming!" Jim hissed, plowing his cock deep into Tiffany's warm cunt as jets of thick fuck cream spit from his prick tip.
Tiffany gasped when she felt her cunt get�ting flooded with cum. The jackhammer thrust of his cock as it pried apart the lips of her pussy and rubbed her clit were getting to her. Suddenly, completely without warning, she arched her back and climaxed. The clear, warm cunt juices gushed mightily from her pussy, trickling down her ass to her short skirt.
"Grrrrrr!" Jim growled as the last dregs of his heavy load spit from the tip of his cock, smearing against the walls of Tiffany's cunt. Though he had felt her cunt flexing around his pounding prick, he didn't think that the gorgeous young girl had climaxed.
Tiffany was breathing heavily, confused and frightened by what had just happened to her. She despised Jim, but she adored his cock and how it made her feel. As her rapist's warm breath cascaded over her face, she was torn between screaming obscenities at him and giv�ing him a wet, open mouthed kiss.
CHAPTER TWO
When Jim Edwards got off Tiffany, she felt empty without his cock in her pussy. Though the sound fucking he had given her started out to be a painful experience, it had quickly turned into the most erotic, sensual thing she had ever known in her life.
"Can I . . . leave now?" Tiffany said softly, looking at Jim as he stood near the bed. She didn't bother to push her skirt down to cover her creamy cunt. "Will you let me go? I promise I won't tell anyone if you just let me go."
Jim stripped out of his shirt and tie quickly, then slipped out of his pants and underwear. Standing before Tiffany with his cum smeared prick hanging limply between his legs, he gazed at his captive with lusty eyes.
"Take your clothes off," he said softly, every word dripping venom. "I want to see what kind of a body you've really got."
Tiffany sat on the edge of the bed, smoothing her skirt over her thighs. She turned wide, large, dark brown eyes up to Jim and said: "Please don't make, me do that. Haven't you done enough to me already?"
The backhand slap came so suddenly, Tiffany was unable to defend herself from it. It wasn't that hard, and Tiffany was more shocked than injured by the blow. She looked at Jim with frightened eyes and read in his face sheer determination that would get him whatever he wanted.
"Take off your clothes, or things could get real ugly in one hell of a hurry." Jim sat next to Tiffany, then pushed her to the floor. "Stand up and give me a good show, girlie! I want to see what kind of tits you've grown!"
Tiffany got up slowly. She wasn't really frightened by Jim, but she knew that deep down in his soul he was quite capable of great violence. Grabbing the bottom of her sweater, she pulled the garment over her head.
"Yeah, that's what I like to see," Jim hissed.
Tiffany's knees were trembling. She had never been so exposed in front of a man before and it made her tremble. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked the black lace bra and let it slip away from her lush tits. Her twin mounds of tit flesh jiggled tautly once freed, with the areolas like dark caramel and the nip�ples round nubs.
"I knew you had a fine set of tits, but they're even better than I thought," Jim gasped, his eyes drinking in Tiffany's curves. "Come on, off with the rest."
Tiffany pulled down the zipper at her hip and pushed the skirt past the curve of her ass. The skirt fluttered to the floor and she stepped out of it. After kicking off her tennis shoes, she was completely naked.
"Now what do you want?" Tiffany asked, feeling a twinge of lust in her satiated pussy.
"Get on your knees, cocksucker! I want those lips of yours wrapped around my prick!" Jim chuckled, spreading his knees wide.
Tiffany didn't argue, knowing that it would do her no good anyway. And though the thought of putting Jim's prick in her mouth was distasteful, she also felt a warm glow in the pit of her stomach that pushed her on. She had heard the rumor that her physical educa�tion teacher and cheerleading advisor, Cheri Monroe, had been caught sucking the prin�cipal's prick, but she didn't believe it. Still, there was more than a little curiosity about cock sucking in Tiffany's mind as she stared at his soft, wrinkled, gooey prick.
"Cocksucker, get to work," Jim hissed, pulling his arm back to threaten another slap.
"Okay . . . please don't hit me again," Tiffany said, her voice sounding weak though she wasn't in the least frightened. "I'll do whatever you say."
Placing her hands on Jim's thighs, Tiffany crawled forward so that her body was between his legs. She dipped her head down and kissed the stem of the cock. Her senses were assailed by the smell of cum and pussy juice, and she instinctively backed away.
"Enough bullshit, you little whore! Get that fucking cock in your mouth right now, or I'm going to beat your goddamn head in!"
Tiffany dived at his cock, using her tongue to scoop his soft cock knob into her mouth. The taste was strange-salty and not unpleasant and Tiffany cautiously used her tongue on the underside to swallow a drop of jism.
Since his cock was soft, the young girl had no trouble in getting the entire length into her mouth. She pushed her face forward, encir�cling the root of his cock, wiping all the pussy juice and jism off with her lips and tongue. With his cock in her mouth, she felt his prick meat twitch and begin to grow.
"Ohhhhhh! Use your tongue on my cock," Jim instructed. "Take it in and out! That's it! In and out!"
Tiffany brought her face slowly back and forth, her extremely full, moist lips crawling over his slick cock flesh, kneading his prick as it grew in her mouth. Her tongue, warm and pink, slithered and rolled in circles around his cockhead.
"Mmmmm!" Tiffany moaned, then sil�enced herself, thinking she mustn't let her rapist know that she was enjoying the feeling of his cock in her mouth.
As she sucked, his cock got steadily harder until it was once again standing out from his body, the cockhead fat and round, the shaft slightly oval and steelish. Tiffany slid her lips down his prick, her tongue swirling smoothly along the underside of his cock. She took his prick deep, sucking hard. With his cockhead wedged against the back of her mouth, she twisted her face around, massaging his rigid fucker.
"Yeah, that's right! Damn it, Tiffany, you're a natural cocksucker!"
Despite the conditions under which she was sucking cock, Tiffany found herself totally enraptured with Jim's prick. She wrapped her fist around the root of his prick, stroking the flesh as she brought her lips along its rigid sur�face. Her tongue blazed over his pulsating cock, scrubbing the clefted underside of his cockhead.
Jim watched Tiffany sucking his cock, and he felt a surge of desire. Her dark, curly hair seemed to surround her face. With his cock deep in her mouth, her cheeks swelled out. As she pulled up, her cheeks sank inward, conforming to his prick. He watched her tits jiggling and reached down, cupping one tit globe in his palm.
Tiffany was breathing harder now as the excitement rose. Her cunt was getting dewy again, and she ached to have a big cock stuff�ing it. When Jim grabbed her tit and tugged on her nipple, hot bolts of lust streaked through her veins. She gulped his cock deep into her hot, sucking mouth, waiting impatiently for the cum to gush from his cock knob.
"Mmmffft!" Tiffany slurped. Bubbles of spit formed at the corners of her mouth, and she squirmed between Jim's thighs, hungrily munching on his prick.
"Get up on the bed, bitch," Jim said, grab�bing Tiffany by the hair.
"Are you going to fuck me again?" Tiffany asked, hoping she didn't sound too enthus�iastic. She grabbed Jim's wrists so he couldn't pull her hair too hard.
Tiffany was rolled onto her back with her arms down at her sides. Instead of getting her cunt crammed with Jim's big, throbbing prick, he straddled her tits with his body and pushed his prick down at her mouth.
"Now open up wide," he chuckled. i "You're about to get fucked in the face." Tiffany watched the reddish knob of Jim's cock moving toward her face, and she opened her mouth, ovaling her lips. Grabbing his cock by the base, Jim slapped the slick knob of his prick against Tiffany's nose, then bludgeoned her cheeks. He beat i Tiffany's face with his cockhead, and she I whimpered softly, ashamed at the degrading way that she was being treated, but also t excited by the urgency of Jim's treatment. "Suck my cock, slut!"
His cockhead struck her lips, pushing deep into her mouth. She was forced to accept the cock into her wet mouth, and when Jim s reamed her lips too deeply, she gagged slightly t and her big eyes got watery, "Ummmff!" Tiffany groaned, her lips f stretching around his fat prick as it jerked back and forth between her hot lips, c His big balls swinging freely, Jim felt the cum rising in his body. Jerking his cock quickly back and forth, he slipped the crown of his prick between her lips' tight embrace, Tiffany's ripe tits were being crushed by Jim's thighs. She squirmed on the bed, enjoys ing the hot tingles that came from her erect nipples, wishing she could finger her clit into another climax. She tasted the salty drop of pre-cum that oozed from his cockhead. It was pungent on her tongue, and she waited impa�tiently for the real eruptions of cum to splash in her mouth.
"Arrrggghhhhh! Fucking slut!" Jim hissed as the cum rose in his balls.
In the heat of the moment, he accidentally pulled his prick out of Tiffany's mouth as a jet of cum geysered from his cockhead. His white cum arched through the air, landing on Tiffany's face, making a sticky line from her hair, along the bridge of her nose down over her lips.
"Noooooo!" Tiffany screamed, wanting the cum to splash against her tongue.
Instead, Jim just jerked off on her face. She tried hard to catch as much of his cum as she could, licking the fuck cream from her lips.
When he was done emptying his balls on her face, Jim shoved his cock back in her mouth, squeezing one last drop of jism onto her tongue. He smiled weakly, looking at her cumsmeared face wrapped around his cock. His white spunk was stark in contrast to her tan skin.
CHAPTER THREE
"So then what did he do?" Michelle Tober asked, leaning close to Tiffany as they sat in the school cafeteria. "Did he make you do anything else?"
Tiffany chuckled, surprised at how curious her friend was to know all the gritty details of the rape.
"No, after he jerked off on my face-he called it getting a cum shower-I washed the stuff off, got back in my clothes and walked home." Tiffany smiled, recalling the events of the previous night. "I really thought I was big trouble at first, but then I started getting excited! Really! When his cock was in my pussy, I thought my clit was going to start on fire!"
Blushing, but feeling the first warning sign of getting horny, Michelle replied: "Tiffany shame on you for talking like that! You sound like a ... a tramp!"
"Look, he turned me on! I'd be lying if I said anything different."
Michelle, at least physically, was almost Tiffany's opposite. Michelle Tober's hair was strawberry blonde, a cross between blonde and lightred, and hung down almost to her nipples in loose, flowing waves. Her skin was light milky, and smooth as silk. Her eyes were blue and her bottom lip was slightly fuller than he top lip, which was bowed, dipping in the center. Michelle's tits were a bit larger than Tiffany's, the areolas large, round and pink.
Crossing her legs at the knee, Michelle wished her cherry cunt wasn't getting moist. She felt her panties clinging wetly to the lips of her cunt.
The two girls had grown up together, Michelle, like Tiffany, had never let a boy go all the way but had satisfied her boyfriends' desires by pounding on their cocks until their jism gushed out.
But now Michelle was interested in doing more than that. Tiffany had explained in glorious detail what it was like to have a big prick stretching her lips and rubbing over her tongue or driving deep into her cunt until her pussy juice spouted.
A bell rang, and Michelle neatly stacked her dishes back on the tray. Lunch was over, and for the next hour, she had a study period where she could do pretty much whatever she chose.
"Later!" Tiffany said, leaving her friend. Michelle, dressed in her cheerleader uniform, felt the butterflies of excitement begin to flutter in her stomach. Now that Tiffany was no longer cherry, she was determined to lose her own bothersome virginity.
When the halls had cleared of students, Michelle walked slowly, taking her time, moving aimlessly as she tried to sort out the ideas that kept bouncing around in her mind. She wanted to fuck, but she didn't want to fuck anyone she knew, for fear of being bad in bed the first time out of the starting blocks.
Then she saw Old Williard, an ancient fix�ture at the high school. Old Williard had been a janitor for as long as anyone could remember and had something of a reputation for leering at the young girls. He was in his six�ties, Michelle guessed, and not altogether bad looking. Bald, he had a long, thin face and a whipcord thin body.
"Hello, Williard," Michelle cooed seduc�tively, walking toward the janitor with a special sway to her hips. "How are you today?"
"Just fine, just fine!"
Michelle felt a shiver run up her spine. Old Williard's gaze moved so blatantly up and down her body, she had a brief moment of doubt. The slender, dirty old man leaned against his push broom and made no attempt at hiding his intentions.
"You know, I've always seen you around, but I've never really known what it is you do here," Michelle said, standing quite close to Williard. "Always pushing that broom around. Don't you have any place you can just sit down and relax for a moment?"
"Sure, I got a room all to myself. It's in the back of the building. Would you like to see it?"
Michelle gave Williard her most seductive smile, her pink tongue dancing briefly over her bottom lip. "Yeah, I think I'd like that."
The teenager followed Williard through the hallways, keeping several paces behind, as he suggested. When they reached the back of the school building, Michelle could hear the dull clamor of boilers working. She followed Williard through a door, which he quickly closed behind her, and she found herself in a dirty room smelling of grease, oil and filth.
Williard brought Michelle over to a small wooden table that had just one ancient straight backed chair at it. Obviously this was where he ate his lunch and took his few breaks. "This is where I usually spend my time," Williard said, motioning for Michelle to sit in the chair. "It's dirty, but ain't nobody ever comes down here. I like that. Nice and private."
Michelle sat in the chair, not knowing what exactly it was that she was supposed to do. She wanted Williard's cock in her pussy, but get�ting it might not be as easy as she had suspected. All Tiffany had had to do was to lay on a couch and get her cunt crammed with cockmeat.
"Doesn't it bother you to be stuck away like this? The place is so dirty!"
"So am I," Williard said through a twisted grin. He stepped closer to Michelle, standing so that his crotch was at facelevel to her. "Now, little lady, why don't you tell Ol' Williard why you really came back here?"
"II don't understand what you're talking about," Michelle stammered, feeling her face flush pink. "Maybe I should leave now. I don't think I like it here."
Michelle stood up, and Williard scooped her into his arms. She struggled at first, putting her hands on the old man's chest. But then his lips were crushing against hers and his wiry, sinewy arms were holding her tight. She tasted burnt tobacco on his mouth, and the stubble on Williard's chin burned her tender face.
Her resistance melted away quickly when Williard's hands were over her tits, rubbing them through her sweater. Hot bolts of desire jerked through her curvaceous body, and she kissed Williard's neck and chest as his hands roamed over her.
"This can't be happening to me," Michelle hissed. "This just shouldn't be happening to me.
When Williard grabbed the bottom of Michelle's sweater, she raised her arms, and he pulled it up off her body. He paused for a moment, looking at the young girl's milky tits billowing out from the lowcut cups of her bra.
Michelle turned around slowly and said: "I shouldn't be doing this." Nevertheless, she didn't stop the janitor when he unhooked her bra, then pulled down the zipper of her miniskirt.
Cupping her tits, holding the bra in place, Michelle just couldn't face Williard. She wanted to run out of the boiler room. When he pushed her skirt down, and it wrapped around her ankles, Michelle couldn't force herself to step out of it.
Williard tugged down Michelle's panties, then slipped his arms around her knees and under her arms and picked her up. Setting her down on the rickety table, Williard took off Michelle's shoes, socks, skirt and panties.
"Come on, off with the bra, little lady. Can't let them sweet titties go without tender lovin' care," Williard chuckled, taking Michelle's hands away and dropping the bra to the floor.
It was as if Michelle were in a trance as she watched the old man unbutton his shirt, then drop his pants to his ankles. Williard's prick was huge, much larger than her boy friend's, and even though his prick was soft, it was still seven inches long. Once hard, Williard's prick ' would grow to an awesome ten inches.
Michelle had one heel on the edge of the table, and her other leg hung over the edge. She watched, unbelieving, as he dropped to his knees between her thighs, placing his palms on her naked, quivering stomach.
"Ain't no boy your age going to eat pussy like me. Ladies done tell me I'm the best!" He chuckled again, rubbing the inside of Michelle's thigh with his rough chin. "Nothing like young pussy to make a man's prick hard!"
Michelle had never thought of having a man licking her cunt. But now, as she leaned back on her elbows and watched Williard kissing her thighs, sliding closer to her cunt, she was gripped with intense curiosity.
"Ohhhh!" Michelle gasped at the first touch of Williard's tongue on her clit. "Don't do that!"
Williard had heard it all before. Michelle was by no means the first young girl he had brought back into the boiler room. Once he had his tongue in their cunts, he could make them do anything after that. There were those who protested and said his cock was too big for their cherry cunts, but they soon spread their thighs wide and took his cock deep. Others refused to suck his cock, and before long, they would be begging to have his enor�mous prick in their hot mouths.
Slowly, licking along the petals of Michelle's cunt, Williard made his way to her red, bud�ding clit. He danced his hot, experienced tongue over her blonde cunt muff, slithering his tongue into her pink pussy gash. The janitor tasted the sweet, warm fuck oil that seeped out.
"Ummmmmffff!" Williard slurped, tonguing her cunt while digging his finger deep into the full mounds of her tit flesh.
"Ahhhhhh! That feels so strange!" Michelle gasped, pulling Williard's face harder against her feverish cunt. "Yo-your tongue is . . . driving me . . . ohhhhhh! . . . wild!"
Williard released one tit, spreading the lips of Michelle's cunt with his fingers to drive more of his tongue into her cunt crease.
Michelle was trembling all over now, and the janitor sensed that she was his for good. After this, she'd be back in the boiler room often, wanting his cock and his tongue to please her hungry pussy.
As he drove his tongue deep into her cunt, Williard stuck his finger in, too. He skewered her first with one finger, then with two, and finally three. Pumping three fingers in deep, Williard caught her clit and sucked on it. Her clit was hard, distended, throbbing with horniness as she writhed in blissful agony on the shaky wooden table.
Her long hair spilled over her shoulders, one silky lock dropping over her eye. Her glisten�ing lips were parted as she lost herself to the erotic sensations seeping through her veins. Her tits rolled with her ragged breathing.
"This is . . . can't believe . . . something strange is happening!" Michelle whimpered, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as Williard nib�bled on her juicy clit. A moment later, pussy juice spewed from her cunt, gushing out in thick waves of frothy, bubbling oil.
Michelle wasn't sure how long her climax lasted, only that the intensity of it was almost painful, and the pleasure was greater than anything she had ever known. Her heel slipped off the edge of the table, so both legs dangled limply.
"You ain't gonna believe this, but the best is yet to come," Williard chuckled, getting to his feet and grabbing Michelle by the knees. He raised her legs placing them against his chest as he fitted his applesized cockhead against the wet opening of the fifteen year old's pussy.
"Ttake it easy," Michelle moaned weakly, still fighting to catch her breath after the orgasm. "I'm not . . . ready yet. Ouch! Wait! You're too-"
Words escaped Michelle when Williard for�cibly skewered her cunt with his ten inch cock. He crammed his prick through her pussylips, driving solid inches of cockflesh into her cherry cunt. There was the hindrance he felt whenever his cock sank into a cherry cunt, then the sudden release as his prick slipped ever deeper.
Pleasure mingled with pain and exhaustion, and Michelle slipped into a semiconscious world where nothing was clearly defined. The odd sensation of having something long and hard sliding deep into her cunt was pleasing, but eerie. Her head pressed hard against the concrete wall as she tried to clear her thoughts.
Williard pistoned his hips smoothly, fucking the fifteen year olds cunt in long strokes. The lips of her pussy milked his throbbing prick squeezing it sensually in a firm, warm, greasy embrace.
"Do mme," Michelle groaned, her mind clearing. "Your prick feels so good in there. So goooooood!"
The sensations caused by Williard's long prick rubbing her clit made the fire burn bright once again in Michelle's pussy. She writhed on the table, clawing Williard's naked chest and stomach with her extremely long fingernails.
"Arrrrggghhh! Little girl, I'm going to fuck you right and proper! Yes, little lady, Williard is going to fuck you right!"
Michelle knew what was happening the second time around. The knot in her stomach wound so tight, her cunt oil gushed out again. She smacked her head on the hard wall, yet was oblivious to it as her pussy juice streamed out. Shortly after that, her quaking cunt was flooded by Williard's jism.
"Ieeeaaahhhhh!" Williard gasped, grab�bing Michelle's plump, jiggling tits and maul�ing them as the cum raced through the long tube of his cock. He slammed his body against the backs of Michelle's thighs, reaming her cunt full length with his spewing cock as his balls jerked crazily between his legs.
Michelle's eyes were glassy when Williard finally stepped deluging her pussy with his cum. This wasn't exactly the way she had dreamed of losing her cherry, but she still had no complaints.
"you'd better get out of here now," Williard said softly, buttoning up his green shirt again, though his cock was still in the teenager's cunt. "Not many people come down here, but some�times Principal Drexler likes to drop by to make sure I'm workin'."
As Michelle got dressed in her cheerleader uniform again, she tried to think of how she would tell Tiffany about this wild, intense fucking. Williard had fucked her and licked her cunt into two fantastic climaxes, and that was something she'd never forget.
"I'll see you later," Williard said as Michelle was about to leave. "You'll be back soon. My cock still needs a good suckin' from you."
CHAPTER FOUR
Tiffany's blood felt like ice water as she walked to Jim Edwards' house. Her mother had answered the telephone when Jim called and accepted, a babysitting job for the girl. Since the Washington household was always just a little bit short on money and a little bit long on hungry stomachs, Mrs. Washington was more than delighted at Tiffany's prospect of making a few extra bucks taking care of an infant child.
With her mother so excited, how could Tif�fany refuse to babysit for Jim Edwards?
She knocked softly on the front door, and it was opened immediately. Jim stood in his house robe, a noticeable cock bulge just below the knotted belt at his waist. His eyes lit up excitedly as he looked at Tiffany.
"Come on in," he said, smiling broadly. "I've been waiting for you."
Tiffany stepped past Jim, expecting the worst at any second. Her heart thumped in her chest, and her hands trembled as she looked swiftly about the room. At least there isn't anyone else here, she thought.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
"N-no thank you," Tiffany whispered. "When will you be leaving?"
"Leaving? You've got to be kidding me!" Jim chuckled. "Hell, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here with you!"
Jim looked at Tiffany, and his blood began to boil. Her black, curly hair looked even softer than it did the first time he saw her. Those big, dark eyes glimmered with the brilliance only youth can give. Dressed in faded, tight fitting jeans and a checkered shirt, she looked so delightfully young.
"You're not going to . . . again ... are you?"
Jim walked slowly toward Tiffany, unknot�ting the belt of his robe as he walked. The robe parted, falling away from the front of his body, and his cock sprang out, wagging with each step he took.
"I can't let you do those hideous things to me again," Tiffany whispered, backing away from Jim. "I just can't. I'm sorry. I know what it is you want from me, but you just can't have it a second time."
"Yes I can," Jim said, his voice soft but hard. "I can get whatever I want from you because I'm willing to take it. Fuck, I like it better that way. Nothing like a struggle to make a man's prick hard as a rock!"
When Tiffany saw Jim take the cloth belt from his robe, she wheeled around and ran, dashing in blind fear through the house. She ran through the kitchen and burst through another door, then found herself in a den, with no other doors. Turning, she found Jim stand�ing there, blocking her way out, his cock hard and menacing as he twisted the belt around and around in his hands. "Fight me, you little cunt!" he hissed. "I love it when you fight!"
Tiffany tried getting past Jim, but he tackl�ed her to the floor. Stomach down, she had her arms jerked behind her back, and a moment later, the belt was wrapped tightly around her wrists and cinched securely.
Jim flopped the beautiful girl over his shoulder and carried her to his bed, throwing her onto it.
Tiffany fought him as hard as she could, kicking and squirming on the bed. That still didn't stop him from dragging her pants down her legs, nor from unbuttoning her shirt and bra and pushing them down her arms. Grab�bing her panties, he tore the skimpy garment off her body with a flick of his wrist, exposing her curly cunt bush of jetblack hair.
"Please leave me alone," Tiffany whispered, feeling the tingle of excitement start in her cunt. "I've never done anything mean to you."
Jim grabbed Tiffany's tits, squeezing the sides to make her nipples stand out even more. He sat on her thighs, pinning her to the bed, and bent down so that his warm, naked body was on hers. Catching one nipple in his mouth, he sucked much of her delicious tit between his lips.
"Mmmmmmmm!" he slurped, rubbing his tongue hungrily over the erect nubbin.
Tiffany closed her eyes, once again fighting the rising inferno in her cunt. The hot bolts of pleasure coming from her nipples made her squirm. With her hands tied behind her, her back was arched at an odd angle, her smooth, flat stomach pushed up against Jim's chest.
"You're an evil man," Tiffany whispered, wishing she wasn't feeling so hot and funny inside, wishing her cunt wasn't getting dewy with fuck cream.
"Sure, baby, whatever you say," Jim replied, pinching one taut nipple and giving it a twist. "But if that's the case, how come your pussy is so wet? Huh, cocksucker? Can you answer that one?"
Tiffany closed her eyes again, feeling shameful and cheap. Every word Jim spoke rang true in her ears, causing twinges of guilt. When a finger rubbed her pulsating clit, she stifled a moan.
"Come on and open your thighs," Jim hissed, rubbing the head of his prick against Tiffany's leg. "You want to get fucked just as much as I want to fuck you. Don't deny it because I know better. Fucking slut, I know you like a book."
Tiffany refused to open her legs, so Jim wedged his hands between her knees and pried her legs apart, opening her cunt. She watched Jim stroking his cock as he fingered her pussy.
"Why me? Why are you picking on me?" Tiffany asked, her voice trembling with lust. Each time Jim rubbed her clit, fresh bolts of lust-like electrical current-twisted through her body.
Jim stretched out over Tiffany, flattening her mounds of tit flesh with his chest. He grab�bed his cock and put the head against the lust inflamed lips of the teenager's cunt, feeling the warmth of her fuck juices as they coated his cock's crown.
"You're ready for me, bitch, so don't deny it," Jim groaned, putting force behind his rigid cock. His prick tip slipped through her cuntlips.
"Umm!" Tiffany gasped, the feeling of having her pussy crammed with cockmeat once again making her head spin. It felt even better this time than it did the first time, and she didn't think that was possible.
Jim jerked his cock in and out of Tiffany's tight, pink cunt, working more of his cock into her pussy with each stroke until the entire length of his prick was slick with her cunt grease.
Unconsciously, Tiffany spread her knees wider, making just a little more room for Jim to pound her pussy with his cock. The circula�tion was cut off to her hands, stopped by the knotted cloth belt.
"Please don't! Please don't," Tiffany beg�ged without conviction, involuntarily twisting her hips on the bed to get more slick friction against her clit.
When Jim nibbled on her earlobe, then stuck his tongue in her ear, the girl writhed and squeezed his thrashing, pumping hips with her thighs. Her entire body was responsive to him, aroused by everything he did. His hands squeezing her asscheeks delighted her. His tongue in her ear made the earth shake. His cock cramming her pussy made her writhe wantonly, arching her back to get all of his prick into her hot, juicy cunt.
"Kiss me, you fucking slut," Jim hissed, putting his hands on Tiffany's lust contorted face and turning it toward his. "Kiss me!"
When Jim brought his lips down on Tiffany's, she opened her mouth and took his tongue in deep. She sucked on his slithering, pink tongue, sliding her own tongue over it. Tiffany's hard, pointed nipples dug into his hairy chest, and her cunt muscles milked his driving pole of cock meat as it plowed in deep.
Her clit sizzling, Tiffany felt the pussy juice welling up in her cunt. It wouldn't be long, she knew, before she'd feel the earth quaking and everything going blank as her tiny red clit took over her senses.
"Time for something new," Jim said, pushing his upper body off Tiffany's so he could look down at her face. "I'm going to teach you another trick!"
Tiffany was confused and disapponted when Jim pulled his rockhard prick from her pussy and sat at the foot of the bed, staring at her pink, juicy clit. When he grabbed her ankles, she still didn't pick up what was expected of her. Not until she was rolled onto her stomach and she felt Jim's thumbs prying apart the firm, round asscheeks, did she fully understand what was ahead.
"Nooooooo!" she screamed, trying to spin onto her back again. "Please, Mr. Edwards, just fuck me! I promise I'll be good! You can give me a cum shower if you want to! Anything but-ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Jim shoved several inches of his prick into Tiffany's asshole and her scream made his ears ring. He pushed completely into her cherry asshole and felt her fingernails clawing at his flexed stomach.
"Take this, you fucking bitch!" Jim hissed, burying all of his cock up her ass. He slammed into her hard and fast, feeling the smooth, quivering moons of her asscheeks melting against his body.
Tiffany was crazy with pain, and her only defense was to claw at Jim's stomach, which she did. The hideous pain was so bad, she couldn't even scream any more. Her eyelids fluttering, she felt the pain lessen as his pound�ing cock continued to ream her ass.
As his cock ripped into her ass, she bit the fluffy pillow to stifle a scream. No sense in alerting the neighbors, she thought. What would I do if the police came?
With a throaty groan, Jim skewered Tif�fany's tight asshole deep as the cum erupted with volcanic force from his balls. He pistoned his hips, the lower part of his stomach slapping against Tiffany's round, ripe asscheeks. Cum gushed from his throbbing cockhead, splatter�ing deep into her ass guts.
"Assfucking whore!" Jim hissed venomously, resting on Tiffany's back as his cum trickled from his prick knob. Tiffany's curly hair tickled his face, and he smiled, bask�ing in the warm glow of his climax.
When she felt her ass being emptied of cockmeat, Tiffany sighed and rolled onto her back. She wished her hands weren't tied behind her back so she could scratch Jim's eyes out.
"Over here, slut! You've got a little something to do yet," Jim chuckled, wagging his softening prick at Tiffany's face.
"No, you can't expect me to do that," Tif�fany hissed, frightened. "Anything but that!"
Despite her protests, when Jim grabbed her hair and yanked her face to his crotch, she opened her mouth and took his prick in. He pumped his hips, fucking her face with his soft cock as her lips and tongue rolled and rubbed his tingling prick.
"You're a bastard," Tiffany hissed, resting back on the bed and feeling defiled. "The worst bastard I've ever known."
Jim said nothing. Instead, he took her pants and panties and walked out of the room. A moment later, he returned and untied her hands.
"Give me your shirt and bra," he said. "I'm going to hide them. You can have them back when I'm ready to let you leave."
"And if I don't give them to you?"
"Then I'll tie you up again. It's as simple as that. You'll find, my sweet young cocksucker, that you have very little to say as to what you will and won't do."
Throroughly defeated, Tiffany handed Jim her blouse and bra. As she lay on the bed, she wondered what the evening held in store for her. The evening was young-it was only around eight o'clock-so Jim had plenty of time to recover his energy and fuck her another two or three times.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tiffany and Michelle finished the cheer, then watched the football game. It was a Fri�day night, and they were with their friends, cheering on the audience, trying to muster up support for their team, the Hawks.
"Five . . . four . . . three . . . two . . . one . . . yea! the girls screamed as the game ended.
There was general pandemonium after the victory by the Hawks. Tiffany and Michelle ran through the crowd, heading for Michelle's car. They weren't in any mood to do anything but get alone together where they could finally exchange stories about their recent fucking experiences.
Michelle unlocked the doors to her parents' Lincoln and slipped behind the steering wheel.
"Why don't we stay here until the parking lot clears out some?" Michelle said. "I'll get skinned alive if I get a dent or scratch on dad's car."
They talked about the game for a while, then Michelle twisted in the front seat so she faced Tiffany and said: "So did you really suck his cock after he fucked you in the ass?"
"It's like I told you," Tiffany replied, feel�ing a warm flush of embarrassment as she remembered the incident. "I had no choice! My hands were tied behind my back, and if I didn't do exactly as he said, he'd have pulled my hair out!"
"Let me tell you about Williard," Michelle giggled. "He's got the biggest cock! It's absolutely huge! I thought he was just a dirty old man, but he can really use that club he calls a prick."
"So did you suck his cock?"
"No," Michelle answered. "He never asked me to."
"So why didn't you volunteer? I thought I'd hate cock sucking too, but when Mr. Edwards put his prick in my mouth, I really went crazy. I loved it!"
When the parking lot thinned out, Michelle started the car and headed for the exit. It had been a half hour since the game had finished. Just as she was about to leave, she noticed a car with its hood up. Although the person looking at the engine was partially hidden, she recognized who it was-Principal Paul Drexler.
Michelle pulled her Lincoln next to Drexler's and shut the engine off.
"What are you doing?" Tiffany hissed, flashing a smile at the principal, then a frown to her friend. "That's Principal Drexler, damn it!"
"Just follow my lead and be prepared to make a hasty exit. Remember the rumors about Miss Monroe sucking his cock?" Michelle got out of the car, smiling broadly, her lustrous hair bouncing in soft waves about her face. "Hello, sir! Having car troubles?"
Paul Drexler looked at Michelle and nodded his head. Michelle was an excellent student, he knew, and never one to get into trouble. He liked that about her. He also liked the way her tits jiggled under her cheerleader uniform dur�ing the football games and how totally erotic she looked whenever she did the splits during a cheer.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"I doubt it," Paul said. "Unless you're a better mechanic than I am, I'll have to call a tow truck."
Michelle got back in the Lincoln and told Tiffany to drive to the service station that was several blocks away and tell the men there what happened. "But," Michelle stressed, "take your time about it!"
Paul was still looking at his engine, trying to understand the wires and gadgets. He wasn't at all surprised when he heard the Lincoln pull away, but his jaw dropped when he felt Michelle's presence and smelled her delicate, sweet perfume.
"Tiffany's going to get a tow for you," Michelle said, standing very close to Paul as she looked at the engine. "I thought I'd stay here and keep you company. You don't mind, do you?"
"No, of course not. Principals aren't usually held in such regard by students, that's all. I guess it's a little surprising." Paul looked at Michelle's face, paying particular attention to her glimmering lips. "Perhaps you'd like to sit in the car. It's getting cold out, and your legs are bare."
Michelle slipped into the car, sliding over in the seat so her hip touched Paul's. She wished like hell he would take her, shove her face down in his lap and force her to suck his cock. But Paul Drexler wasn't like that, and Michelle didn't know how to get the ball roll�ing.
Finally, after wasting precious time on small talk, Michelle slipped her hand onto Drexler's thigh. She felt his muscles become tight under the cloth, then relax.
"Don't stop me," Michelle said, unable to look at Drexler as she spoke. "Please don't stop me."
Drexler's head was spinning as he watched Michelle's fingers working on his pants, open�ing them and bringing out his half hard cock. When he saw Michelle slip around in the seat and pull her legs beneath her, Drexler put his hand on her ass, slowly pulling up her miniskirt.
Michelle held his cock in her fist for a moment and just looked at it. The wrinkled, warm cock flesh wasn't as big as Williard's, but that didn't bother her. Kissing his spongy, mushroom shaped prick knob, Michelle felt the fleshy prick twitch and stretch.
"Put my cock in your mouth," Drexler said, his voice cracking from the tension. "Don't just kiss it, you've got to put my cock in your mouth."
Michelle pushed down on his prick, letting the crown split her lips. When her lips were halfway down his cockshaft and the knob was against the back of her mouth, she began suck�ing, rubbing his prick with her tongue.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned lustily, twisting her face around his prick. She bobbed slowly on his cock, enjoying the foreign taste of cockmeat as her tongue slithered joyously over his hardened prick.
"Take it deep, Michelle! Take my cock deep!" Paul hissed, rubbing her ass with his palm. His hand slipped between her smooth thighs, feeling the warmth.
Michelle dragging her soft, supple lips over Drexler's prick until it throbbed with life, ovaling her lips. She sucked hard on his cock, lashing at his prick crown with her tongue. Her cheeks puffed out, and she cooed lustily when the first few drops of pre-cum trickled into her tongue.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she sighed, salivating heavily around his thick, veined prick. She quivered all over, opening her legs wider so that he could rub her pussy through her panties.
When her clit was getting worked over by Drexler's middle finger, she went absolutely crazy for cum. She wanted a mouthful of jizz gushing from his fat cockhead, spewing against her tongue. She was determined to do everything her friend did.
"Lick my cock, Michelle! Use your tongue on me," Drexler hissed, feeling the cum begin to boil in his balls. He slipped his hand up the back of Michelle's sweater and unhooked her bra, then reached around her body and fondled her right tit. Her firm tit mound filled his hand, and he groaned as bolts of fever rip�ped through his veins.
What she lacked in expertise, Michelle made up for in enthusiasm. She pistoned her face over Drexler's pulsating cock, gulping his prick into her mouth until the knob smacked against the opening of her throat. Her tongue danced over his cockhead, scooping up the jism that oozed out.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Michelle moaned, swallowing the salty pre-cum. She used the tip of her tongue to tickle the tiny slit at the end of Drexler's standing prick.
"Sslower!" Drexler groaned, tugging on Michelle's nipple with one hand and caressing her hair with the other. "Don't make me cum just yet."
Michelle had to force herself to slow down. She was thirsty for his cum, wanted to feel it blasting on her tongue before she gulped it down. With just his cockhead stretching her ripe, smallish mouth, she rolled her tongue around the rim, mewling like a kitten.
The glare from the headlights of the Lincoln streamed over Drexler, then Tiffany parked the car.
"Quick! Get up!" Drexler hissed to Michelle, trying to push his unyielding cock back in his open pants.
"Don't worry about her," Michelle answered, finally taking her lips off his cock.
"She'll understand."
Tiffany ran to Drexler's side of the car and instantly figured out what was happening. A sly smile curled her full lips, and she winked at Drexler.
"Roll the window down," Tiffany said, feeling a warm flush of desire begin to make her cunt moist. When Drexler rolled down the window, she leaned on the door, resting on her elbows so her face was close to his. "Go ahead, Michelle, don't let me stop you."
Michelle felt hesitant at first. Having Tiffany know that she was sucking cock, and actually watching her sucking cock were two entirely different things. She stroked the man's wet cock, looking at Tiffany, then brought her face down to his prick again.
"Does she give good head?" Tiffany asked as she watched Michelle's head moving up and down.
"Hell yes!" Drexler answered, his face twisted with lust. "Her mouth is a fucking furnace!"
The compliment made Michelle want Drex�ler's cum more than ever. Even if Tiffany was watching, Michelle was going to give the hand�some principal something to remember her by.
Her tongue whipped over his cockknob, and she took his prick into her hot, wet mouth again and again.
Tiffany put her arm around Drexler's shoulders and leaned into the car. She kissed his lips lightly at first, then harder, thrusting her tongue in his mouth.
Drexler had heard of this kind of thing hap�pening before, but never in his most erotic dreams did he think it would ever happen to him. There he was, sitting in a stalled car, hav�ing one beautiful girl give him a hot blowjob while another kissed him.
He squeezed Michelle's tit, pulling it a little toward the side of her body so he could more easily reach her erect nipple. His cock literally vibrated, stretching out, becoming even more like iron from the hot lips that bobbed over it.
Michelle put her right hand into Drexler's pants and massaged his balls as she worked her mouth on his cock. She chewed on his cockshaft with her lips, just like Tiffany had told her to, and rubbed his slick cockhead with her pink tongue.
Her pussy was wet, causing her panties to cling to her puffy cunt. Tingles of pleasure were coming from her aroused nipple, and she tossed her face faster on the principal's hard, delicious cock.
"Uh! Ohhhhhh! I'm going to cum," Drex�ler gasped as Tiffany kissed the side of his face.
"Suck him, Michelle!" Tiffany urged. "Suck him off!"
Michelle was almost crying, she was so horny. She chomped on his cock, taking it so deep, the head touched her tonsils. With his hard prick deep in her mouth, he came, the first blast of fuckcream erupting and splatter�ing down her throat. She pulled up, wrapping her lips tightly around the stem of his cock, and took the second bullet of jizz against her tongue.
"Mmmmffff!" Michelle grunted, rolling her tongue around his cockhead as it spit thick, salty fuck cream. She swallowed once, then the torrent of cum got too much for her, and a thick, pearlwhite drop escaped from the corner of her lips.
"Suck . . . ohhhhhh!" Drexler sighed as the last of his cum erupted in the cheerleader's mouth.
Michelle kept sucking, bringing her mouth up and down on his fat prick even as it began to shrink in her mouth. The cum made Michelle's mouth tingle, and she swallowed a couple more times. The inside of her mouth, her tongue, cheeks and teeth, felt coated by the fuck juice.
Tiffany was the first to see the tow truck coming, and she warned Drexler and Michelle. Almost sadly, Michelle took her mouth off the man's cock and sat upright in the car. Drexler fastened her bra, and she adjusted it over her round tits.
"Goodbye, Mr. Drexler," Michelle said, licking her lips.
Back in the Lincoln, Michelle slipped behind the wheel and started the car. She just couldn't stop from grinning, and neither could Tiffany.
"Just a minute," Tiffany said. She wiped a glob of frothy cum off Michelle's chin and looked at it on her finger. After glancing toward Michelle, she licked off the cum. "Mmmmmmm! He's got real salty cum, doesn't he?"
Michelle laughed and nodded her head. She felt positively wild and sexy. Very sexy.
CHAPTER SIX
"Well, Miss Tober, I think you'll find everything you need in the refrigerator," Charles Wilkenson said, standing at the door of his home, preparing to leave. "Please feel free to help yourself to anything you want."
Before Michelle could answer, Mrs. Wilken�son said: "Come, Charles, we're going to be late. I'm sure the babysitter can find her way to the refrigerator. God knows they always do!"
Charles frowned, but didn't say anything to his wife. Michelle felt a pang of sympathy for him. He was tall and aristocratic looking. His father had chosen his wife for him, and as so often happens in wealthy families, it was a marriage of convenience between two wealthy industrialist families. Charles was in his early thirties, and though he despised his wife and she despised him, divorce was definitely out of the question.
"Good night," Michele said, about to close the door behind them. "Have a wonderful time, and don't worry about a thing."
Michelle was in the bathroom, washing her hands after relieving herself. It was past ten o'clock, and she had tucked the Wilkensons' child in several hours earlier. Just as she was about to leave, she paused to look at the huge sunken bath tub. The ornate faucets and enameled finish were so luxurious.
"What the hell, why not?" Michelle mur�mured, turning the handles to fill the tub with hot water. She stripped out of her clothes quickly and found some bubble bath under the sink. After pouring in a liberal amount, she slipped her curvaceous body into the hot water.
She was nearly asleep, enjoying the warm glow the water gave her, when she heard the front door open. Since she wanted to be able to hear the child, she had left the bathroom door open, and now, hearing footsteps fast ap�proaching, she could neither close the door nor get out of the water to wrap a towel around herself. She prepared herself for the wrath of Mrs. Wilkenson.
Charles passed the bathroom on his way to the bedroom. His shirt was unbuttoned, pulled out of his pants. The front of his white shirt was stained from red wine.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Miss Tober, I didn't mean to . . ." Charles stammered, seeing Michelle's face among the bubbles.
"Is your wife here?"
"No, she stayed at the reception. Some wine was spilled on me, and I came home to change my shirt," Charles explained, still keeping his fact turned from Michelle. "I'll be leaving just as soon as I get another shirt."
Before she could stop herself, the words came tumbling out of Michelle's mouth. "You should wash your chest before you leave. You don't want to smell like a wino."
Charles looked at Michelle, his eyes wide with shock.
Michelle swallowed hard, her throat sudden�ly feeling quite dry. "There's plenty of room in here for both of us, providing your wife isn't home."
Michelle watched Charles undress, taking in the rippling muscles of his thighs, stomach, chest and shoulders. When he stripped out of his shorts, a long, soft pole of cock meat flop�ped out, dangling between his legs. She noticed that his cock wasn't as big at Williard's, but it was beautifully shaped, the stem long and straight and the knob conical and slightly red�dish in color.
"Wait a second," Michelle said as Charles was about to step down into the tub. "Come Over here first."
When Charles was standing before the girl, she twisted her knees under her and raised herself. Her big tits slipped above the suds, the areolas pink and round. Her hands soapy, she cupped Charles's balls in one palm and wrap�ped her fingers around the root of his cock with her other hand.
"Let me make your cock hard first," she purred, kissing his prickhead.
"Arrrrggghhhhh!" Charles groaned as Michelle's hot tongue curled around his cockhead.
Michelle bobbed over his prick, taking his cockhead back and forth between her lips as it grew in size, becoming much longer and thicker. She toyed with his cumfilled balls and twisted her fist around the root of his cock, sucking more prick meat into her mouth. Soon his cock was standing out from his body, rigid as a baseball bat, fully nine inches long and thick enough to really stretch her lips.
"Okay, I'm ready," Charles said, looking down at Michelle.
He trembled, seeing the girl's clean good looks, her pert tits, her red lips circled around his prick. She made a slow, loving lick down the side of his cock to his thigh, then released his cock and pushed her feet out in front of her, sitting once again on the bottom of the tub.
Charles slipped into the tub, and Michelle quickly put her legs over his thighs, sur�rounding his torso. He pulled her closer, and she melted into his arms, mashing her lush tits against his chest as her mouth pressed against his.
"Mmmmmmm!" Michelle purred, thrusting her tongue into Charles's mouth. Sliding forward more, she rubbed her pussy against his fat, hard cock, pushing it up between their bodies.
"I want to fuck you," Charles sighed, grab�bing Michelle's tight, smooth ass cheeks and raising her body slightly. When she was up enough, Charles's thick cock seemed to seek and find the opening of her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!" Michelle sighed, lowering her ass onto Charles's prick, taking several inches of prick into her hot, tight cunt.
"You're so beautiful," Charles purred. "So fucking beautiful!"
As Michelle took his entire cock into her cunt, he buried his face between her ripe, firm, full tits. She threw her head back on her shoulders, letting her senses run wild. She wriggled her ass, sitting on his thighs with his prick splitting the lips of her cunt wide, her body tingling all over.
Feasting on Michelle's nipples, Charles guided her hips up and down. He sucked as much of her sweet, golden titflesh into his mouth as he could while her cuntlips sucked and kneaded his cock.
The soapy water splashed as Michelle's un�dulating ass pulled up and down. She slapped the sides of Charles's face with her tits, every nerve in her supple body vibrantly alive as she dropped onto his long prick.
"Yesssss! Oh, lover, you're driving me crazy!" Michelle panted. As she dropped onto his huge cock, her clit rubbed slickly against the upper side of his fucker, sending fresh waves of sheer joy racing through her veins.
As Charles nibbled on her nipples, it occur�red to him that he wasn't really fucking Michelle. Rather, the teenager was fucking herself with his cock. He was just there to pro�vide a big prick, but that didn't bother him. After spending too many nights fucking a limp rag of a wife, it was erotic to finally have a truly excited young woman lavishing him with praises and sensual delights.
"Go to it, Michelle! Go baby, go!" Charles groaned, calling the girl by her first name for the first time. He moved his hands all over her soapy body, fondling her warm flesh as she bounced on his prick.
Michelle cupped her hands around Charles's face, kissing him hard on the lips. She bit his bottom lip, dropping down to take the full length of his enormous prick into her hot, wanton cunt. The fire was an inferno now, burning her up from the inside out. She needed Charle's cock right where it was-deep in her pussy, tantalizing her clit until she was little more than a fucking machine gone crazy.
"Ieeeeaahhhhhh!" she squealed, rolling her hips in a circular motion with his rigid cock stuffing her cunt. She ground her hips against Charles's as the pussy juice started flowing, gushing from her cunt into the warm bath water.
"Don't stop!" Charles screamed as the cum boiled in his balls. "Give me more, Michelle! I'm going to cum!"
Michelle's body felt totally relaxed, as warm as the water she sat in. With Charles' urging, she jerked her hips up and down on his prick. Not much later, she watched his face twist in ecstasy and felt his jism flooding her massag�ing, juicy cunt. His cock jerked around in her cunt, spewing out long, heavy jets of spunk.
"That was wonderful," Michelle whispered, putting her head on Charles's shoulder. "You make me feel all funny inside. So warm and safe."
Charles held Michelle for several minutes, then stepped out of the bath tub. He had to return to the party before his wife got too suspicious. Hell, he thought, she's probably already called the police to track me down.
Tiffany Washington was glad when the final bell rang, and school was over. It had been a tiring day, made worse by some boys who made sexual advances toward her, all young studs who didn't know anything about fuck�ing.
"Hey, why don't you stop over tonight?" Tiffany said to Michelle as they walked out�side. "Break my boredom up."
Michelle chuckled. "Isn't Mr. Edwards the one who always rapes you? That doesn't sound like a guy I really want to meet."
"When he called last night, he promised no funny stuff. He bowls on a league tonight, that's why he needs me."
"In that case, sure. I can't say exactly when I'll make it over, though. I might have hassles with my mother."
Tiffany was surprised when she heard not one, but three car doors close. She turned the television off and grabbed her coat, preparing to make a hasty escape if Jim decided not to follow his promise of leaving her alone. Look�ing out the front window, she saw Jim and four of his friends. They all wore the same type of bowling shirts, and Tiffany felt a wave of relief flow over her. He wouldn't try to rape her with so many witnesses around.
"Hi! How's it going?" Jim asked, smiling broadly as he walked in the house, leading his friends.
"Just fine, Mr. Edwards," Tiffany replied, noticing instantly that all of the men were a lit�tle drunk. She could smell the beer on their breath and see the glassy look in their eyes.
"Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce to you Tiffany Washington, my babysitter," Jim said, swinging his arm toward the teenager in an exaggerated motion. "Hell of a girl. Gives great head!"
"Mr. Edwards! How dare you!" Tiffany exclaimed, feeling embarrassed. "What a terrible thing to say!"
Tiffany looked at Jim's friends, trying to judge their character. The four men were all about his age, in their early thirties, and had that middleclass look to them. Bowling, Tiffany figured, was probably the only time they got to go out with the guys and get away from the wife and kids.
Jim eyed Tiffany with mild amusement. She was still in her cheerleader uniform, with the loose sweater and the miniskirt. As the visual image began to make his cock hard, he studied Tiffany's face: big brown eyes and high cheekbones, surrounded by jetblack, fluffy hair. Full lips, glimmering from pink lipstick.
"Don't get so damn huffy with me, cocksucker! You know what happens if you get me angry!" Jim hissed, advancing toward the girl. "Now, why don't you get on your knees and suck my cock like a good little slut?
Show my friends how you love my big prick."
"You're insane!" Tiffany spat out the words, her face twisted with anger. "You're a lunatic!"
It came so quickly, Tiffany didn't even have time to brace herself for it. Jim swatted her across the face with an open hand, and a loud smack filled the room when it connected with her soft cheek. Tiffany's head snapped to the side.
"You can't make me do that," she whispered, then got an answer in the form of a second stinging slap. "Please don't make me do it in front of these men."
"Get on your goddamn knees and start sucking, bitch! This is the last time I'm going to tell you!"
Feeling shameful and cheap, Tiffany knelt at Jim's feet. As her trembling fingers worked on his pants, opening them, she saw the four men surround her, getting in positions so they could watch her suck his cock.
Tiffany brought out Jim's half hard prick and grabbed it softly, pulling the flesh back and forth as she looked up at his leering, grin�ning face. It was like the face of a devil, and a shiver raced up her spine.
She brought her face to the reddish crown of Jim's prick and kissed the flesh. Her painted lips left a mark on his cockhead. Snakelike, her tongue flicked out between her lips, graz�ing over his cock knob as she stroked the stem. Using just the tip of her tongue, she licked circles around his prick tip and then made her way down his cock shaft.
"Look at that cocksucker go at it!" a man hissed, starting to strip out of his clothes as he watched.
Tiffany nipped the side of Jim's cock with her lips, occasionally baring her teeth to bite at his burgeoning prick. When she reached his heavy balls, she cupped them in her palm, then lavished them with her tongue's moist, slick caresses. With her face between his legs, his cockhead was buried in her curly hair, resting against her temple as she tongue his balls.
"Ohhhhh! That does indeed feel good," Jim groaned, putting his hands on his hips.
By the time Tiffany was finished rubbing Jim's balls with her tongue, his cock was long and hard, just as it had been the first time he had fucked her. Chewing and licking her way slowly back toward his cockhead, she remembered how his prick had driven up her ass, making her wild with pain. It was this cock that had fucked her mouth, bunghole and cunt.
"I'm only doing this because you're making me," Tiffany whispered, closing her eyes as she kissed his cock knob again.
Her tongue curled around his prick head and she tasted his salty fuck cream as it seeped out. The taste was exactly as Tiffany had remembered it, and though she didn't want to admit it, she was secretly enjoying having his cock in her mouth with the four strangers watching.
"Ohhhhh!" Jim sighed as Tiffany gulped more of his pulsating prick into her mouth.
Her lips forming a perfect ring around his veined cock, Tiffany swirled her tongue against his prick meat. Her smooth, tanned cheeks sank in, conforming to the girth of his cockhead. She sucked his prick into her mouth until the tip was threatening to enter her throat, then she twisted her face in a side to side motion, causing her lips to stretch even more, and her beautiful features to get distorted.
"Mmmmmm! Ummmfff!" Tiffany moan�ed, making slurping sounds as she mouthed Jim's prick. Her cunt was getting wet, aroused by the solid piece of prick stretching her lips.
"Look at that little cocksucker go to it!" a man exclaimed as he stepped out of his pants. "She's a fucking animal!"
Tiffarry slipped her arms around Jim's torso and grabbed the moons of his ass. With one tight asscheek in each hand, she pushed his body toward her face, forcing him to drive more of his cock into the hot, wet recesses of her hungrily sucking mouth.
Her rosy lips crawling over his flesh, she pressed her tits against his strong thighs, shak�ing her shoulders to cause more tingles of ecstasy to come from her pulsating, erect nip�ples. Her lewd cock sucking was a show, not only for Jim, but for the other men as well. She was going to suck his prick as dramatically as possible and show the horny men that she was as wanton a cocksucker as they thought she was.
"Get ready, Tiffany! Ohhhhh! Slut! I'm going to blow my wad, baby! Jim pumped his hips faster, slamming his pulsating cock deep into her clasping mouth. The coarse fabric of her sweater rubbed against his knees, oddly in contrasting to her buttersoft mouth as it worked on his heated prick.
Tiffany was whimpering hungrily, lashing at his cock with her tongue. Her lips pressed tightly against his slick cock, squeezing and chewing on his prick as it jerked back and forth in her mouth. Her fingers toyed with his flexing asscheeks, pushing them toward her face as she sucked his hard cock into her wet, cavernous mouth.
Jim's solid prick was flattening Tiffany's tongue to the bottom of her mouth, nudging the opening of her throat, when the first of several eruptions spurted from his cockknob. Tiffany sucked and swallowed as the blasts of pungent, salty jism gushed against the roof of her mouth, over her tongue, and straight down her milking throat.
"Mrnmmm! Ummmffff! Mmmmmm!" Tiffany purred as she gulped down each blast of cum.
She felt his cockhead expanding in her mouth, spitting out the rich blasts of fuck syrup that she quickly and thirstily swallowed.
As his cock grew soft between her lips, she worked it until it was clean except for a light coating of spit. Finally opening her eyes, she looked up at Jim and released his prick from her mouth. It was then that she saw the four strangers standing around her, all completely naked, all sporting hardons that pointed straight at her.
"Wait a minute, you're not all going to . . ." Tiffany said, her words trailing off as she saw the look of lustful hunger in the men's eyes. Four at once! she thought. Impossible!
"Like what you see?" one man asked, shak�ing his prick at Tiffany. "I'll bet you're still wanting more cock to suck."
"Nooooooo!" Tiffany screamed, now real�ly torn with fear. She tried to get to her feet, but Jim knocked her backward. The next thing she knew, the strangers were on her like wolves, pulling at her cheerleader outfit.
Kicking and punching, she struggled against the men to no avail. Her sweater was pulled over her head, then her bra was ripped off, ex�posing her round cones of titflesh. Two men took Tiffany's miniskirt off, dragging her bikini panties down her legs at the same time. Once her shoes and kneehigh socks were taken off, she was released, and the men sur�rounded her, all laughing, staring at her nak�ed, quivering body.
"Don't," Tiffany said, her voice only a whisper. "It's not fair. There's too many of you."
Tiffany was on her knees and elbows, her firm tits sloshing back and forth beneath her. One man was mauling her smooth asscheeks as he pumped his cock into her pussy doggiestyle. Another man was sitting at the end of the couch, watching her full lips traveling back and forth over the end of his cock.
"This chick's got a really tight cunt," the man fucking Tiffany's pussy said. He slapped her ass with an open hand and chuckled when she squirmed. "I'm going to fill your tight pussy up, I can tell you that much!"
Her lithe body jerking back and forth with the fuckstrokes, Tiffany sucked cock in unison with the impaling cock that stretched her cuntlips and drove deep up her cunt. She felt positively wicked inside, terrible and disgusting. But there was something else in her that she couldn't explain and didn't want to.
It was the fire in her cunt, the tingles that went up her spine. It was the lusty, wanton way in which she sucked the cock that ovaled her lips. It was the way she shook her ass to get the cock to rub her clit more and the way she used her tongue, waiting for her reward of cum to gush against her tongue.
"Arrrrggghhhh!" the man groaned, ream�ing Tiffany's juicy cunt with his cock as the cum gushed from his balls. He skewered her cunt, slapping and squeezing her ass as his prick jabbed her pussy, geysering out a foun�tain of hot, creamy jizz.
Salivating heavily, Tiffany put her hands flat on the stranger's body, her thumbs squeez�ing each side of his cock as she bobbed over his prickhead. Feeling the cum flooding her pussy she was more thirsty than ever to have jism fill�ing her mouth.
Taking his cock deep in her mouth, Tiffany was shocked when the man grabbed her hair and forced her face down father. His fat cockhead slammed against the back of her mouth, then drove into her throat. Blinding pain ripped through her aroused body, and she choked on his cock as it stretched her throat.
Fighting, her lips around the base of his cock, Tiffany felt cum spewing down her throat. She tried to pull her face up to get his prick out of her throat, but he held her too tightly. Her breathing was cut off by his prick, and she wondered if this was the way she would die, choked to death with a cock buried completely in her throat.
"Yeahhhhhhh!" the man screamed as his jism surged out of his cockhead.
Tiffany gagged, her body writing in pain as she struggled to get his cock out of her mouth. Lights flashed in her head. She needed air! Still the man held her, forcing her face against his body. Her nose was pressed into the curly hair that sprouted above his awful prick.
Using almost superhuman strength, Tiffany gouged the man's stomach with her fingernails and pushed away. She got his prick out of her throat and rolled onto the floor, gasping for air, her throat aching.
The man groaned as a drop of cum slipped out of his piss slit and trickled down his cock.
He had shot most of his load straight into Tiffany's throat.
Though she was still coughing and fighting for air, two more men grabbed her immediate�ly. She was rolled onto her back, and a man slipped between her firm, warm thighs. Her cough was silenced when another big prick was crammed between her lips.
"Ugghhff!" Tiffany wheezed, trying to get her body under control again. It was obvious that the two men were going to fuck her whether she wanted to or not, so she wanted to at least be able to control herself.
She climaxed twice as the stranger fucked her, slamming his cock deep into her sloppy pussy. When he pumped out his fuckcream, her pussy juice burst from her cunt as she suck�ed on another prick.
"Mmmmmfff!" she wheezed, twisting her ass on the floor. A man had straddled her face and was fucking his cock into her mouth.
"Suck me, slut!" the man hissed, making a production of slapping her face but not really hitting her very hard. "Suck me good!"
Tiffany sighed, still mouthing his prick, when her pussy was suddenly emptied of cockmeat. Despite her contempt for the strangers, she had climaxed twice, and she still felt trembly inside.
When the man began to climax, Tiffany let him fill her mouth with jism before she swallowed his whole load down with one gulp. Because her throat still burned from being so viciously fucked, the cum, thick and sticky, felt good going down.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Michelle was surprised to see so many cars at the house, but she didn't think anything was wrong. It was nearly nine o'clock by the time she got to the Edwards' home, and she had promised her mother she would return by ten thirty.
Knocking on the door, she heard movement inside and then heard the door being unlocked. After a long pause, she knocked again.
"Come in," came a faint voice from inside.
Michelle thought it sounded like Tiffany, but she couldn't be sure.
She opened the door and stepped in. She gasped and put the back of her hand to her mouth when she saw Tiffany, completely naked, her stomach pressed to the floor. Jim Edwards held one of her arms twisted behind her back, the wrist pushed up at a painful angle.
"Get in here and close the door," Jim said softly, his teeth gritted. "Get in, or I break your friend's arm!"
"Run, Michelle! Run!" Tiffany cried, then gasped when Jim raised her arm, causing even more pain in her shoulder.
Her whole body trembling with fear, Michelle closed and locked the door. It was then that the four men stepped out of the kitchen, all of them naked. Michelle was told to take off her clothes, which she at last did when she saw the look of sheer agony on Tiffany's face every time she hesitated.
Jim looked at Michelle's sleek, naked body and felt the desire once again building in his balls. Her shimmering, wavy hair looked so soft, and the triangle of curly pussy hair be�tween her legs showed a pink cunt that gripped his attention Releasing Tiffany, Jim walked over and took Michelle's clothes from the floor. He looked up and down her body, pausing at the high, firm mounds of her titflesh.
"As soon as I hide these, you and I are go�ing to find something exciting to do," Jim said. "We've already given Tiffany the once�over. Now it's your turn."
Michelle felt faint, unable to believe that she had gotten herself into such a situation. She damned herself for seeing all the cars in the driveway and not figuring out what could happen.
"I'm sorry," Tiffany said, sitting on the floor with her back to the couch. "Honest, I'm sorry, Michelle. I never thought this would happen when I asked you over."
"It's not your fault. You couldn't have known," Michelle replied, sitting beside her friend.
Michelle looked at the four men, all with soft pricks hanging between their legs. They had just finished blowing their rocks off in Tiffany not ten minutes earlier.
When Jim returned, he positioned his friends around the room so that they all faced the center. Then, with Michelle, he stretched out on the floor. His ego soaring, Jim laughed with his friends.
"I feel like I'm on stage," he said, pulling Michelle close, feeling her warm tits pressing against his chest. "And you're the leading actress."
Michelle put her arms around Jim, deter�mined to give him whatever he wanted. To deny him, or fight with him, would only mean pain. She felt sorry for Tiffany, knowing that her friend felt guilty.
Michelle kissed Jim on the lips, opening her mouth for his tongue. He wasn't an ugly man, and she tried to warm up to him, get excited about his muscular body as it moved against her own.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Michelle moaned, nibbling on his tongue as he squeezed her tit in his hand. Her fingers toyed over his back, trac�ing light circles around his shoulders.
Jim pulled away slightly to look at Michelle's face, then down her voluptuous body. She had a high forehead arid thin, plucked eyebrows; full tits with large pink areolas, capped by nipples like pencil erasers. He noticed that her tits were slightly larger, fuller than Tiffany's.
"Stroke my prick," Jim sighed, tweaking her nipple. "Come on, baby. You'd better get with it, or we can make things real ugly for you ... if you set my drift."
"You don't need to worry," Michelle whispered, stroking Jim's cheek softly. "I'll be good. I'll be the hottest fuck you've ever had."
They kissed some more, and then Jim twisted Michelle around so that she was on his body, her thighs near his face in a sixty-nine position. He wrapped his strong arms around her thighs and used his fingertips to pry apart the lips of her cunt.
"Beautiful! So tight and pink," Jim sighed, looking at Michelle's cunt. He felt her lips sur�rounding the head of his prick, and he kissed her cunt, his tongue flicking out to graze over the flesh.
Michelle trembled, her big tits billowing out under her arms as she sucked Jim's prick into her hot, wet mouth. It seemed odd to her to have someone eating her pussy while she sucked his cock, and her mind drifted as she dreamed of Paul Drexler.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Jim purred, SCOOP�ing his tongue deep into Michelle's cunt. He tasted her sweet fuck oil as his cheeks got wet. His tongue pushed between her cuntlips, fuck�ing her tight cunt hole.
Michelle bobbed slowly on Jim's column of prickmeat. Her red lips slid along his cock, squeezing and kneading his hard prick as her tongue rolled smoothly over the flesh. She was getting excited, turnedon by the frisking tongue that gouged into her juicy cunt crease.
Tiffany sat between two men on the couch, watching Michelle sucking cock. Michelle's long reddish hair spilled down, partially con�cealing her face, and Tiffany wished she could see her friend's lips working on Jim's hard cock.
Wrapping her slender fingers around the root of Jim's prick, Michelle brought her hand up and down with her face. She felt his cock throbbing against her palm as it ovaled her tiny mouth, stuffing her face completely when she took it deep in her hot mouth. Her tongue rolled wetly over the broad, flat upper surface of his cock, and she watched his balls sliding in their sac as he sucked.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Michelle moaned, for her audience's benefit. She cast her glance quickly over to Tiffany and saw the expression of pity on the girl's face.
Her slender body flat on Jim's, Michelle squirmed as she mouthed his cock, rubbing her tingling nipples against his stomach. Her clit was getting gloriously licked, and whenever Jim caught the nub between his lips, she mewled and sucked his prick faster. Pussy juice was flowing freely from her cunt, only to be licked up and swallowed just as quickly as it came out.
"Get off me," Jim said, rolling onto his side. "It's time this little pussy found out what my cock's like."
Michelle slithered into Jim's arms parting her legs for his probing hand, his finger sliding up her cunt, and she squirmed her hand between their bodies to grab his prick. His cock was hard, slick in her palm as she stroked it.
"Okay, cunt, get ready for my big prick!"
Michelle put her arms around Jim's neck as he positioned himself between her thighs, guiding the head of his cock to her inflamed cuntlips. She purred when the wet head of his prick wedged against her pussy, then parted her cuntlips and slipped several inches deep into her cunt.
"Give it to me, big man," Michelle said, sucking up to Jim's bloated ego, but feeling horny anyway. "Pound that big prick into my cunt. I love it!"
"Didn't I tell you she'd be great?" Jim said, looking at his friends as he worked the rest of his cock into her tight cunt.
Jim fucked her cunt with smooth, rhythmic fuckstrokes, sinking his prick into her pussy until his big balls slapped against her upturned ass. He put his arms under her knees and raised them, forcing her legs to mash against her heaving tits.
"Fuck me any way you want me," Michelle moaned, nibbling on her bottom lip as the electrical current of her desires flowed through her veins. "I'm yours, Totally yours. I'll do anything you say."
Tiffany couldn't believe her ears. She wondered if her friend with the peaches and cream complexion was just putting on a good show for Jim's benefit, or if she was really that horny. Either way, it was turning Tiffany on to watch.
With his hands flat on the floor beside Michelle, Jim was in a pushup position. He jerked his hips up and down, grinding his pulsating cock deep into the fifteen year olds warm, tight cunt. His balls were sizzling, the cum building up inside them.
"You're a hotblooded bitch, aren't you?"
"Yes! Yes, I'm a hotblooded bitch!" Michelle gasped, running her hands over Jim's chest as he fucked her. She was oblivious to the other four men watching now, completely aroused by this strange man called Jim and his rockhard cock that stuffed her pussy.
Michelle tossed from side to side on the floor. Jim's thrashing body and pounding, in�vading cock was making her clit redhot. She could hear the sucking sounds of his hard cock being crammed into her cunt, her wet pussy hungrily accepting his prickmeat.
Jim's face twisted in ecstasy as his hips jackhammered, reaming Michelle's pussy with all the energy he had. His hot, bubbling cum jerked out of his balls, gushing through the fuck tube before jetting from his red, throb�bing cockhead. His jism splashed against the walls of her cunt, deluging her womb.
"Faster!" Michelle gasped as her own climax started, shaking her to the core. She struggled against Jim fighting to straighten out as the pussy juice gushed from her cunt.
With her knees still mashing her tits, Michelle screamed obscenities and praises to Jim, her mouth twisted in total ecstasy as he fucked her cunt. Finally, after he had taken his spent prick from her pussy, she regained some semblance of control over herself. She remembered once again that she wasn't alone with Jim.
"I'm sorry, Tiffany. You shouldn't have seen that," Michelle whispered, pushing a lock of hair away from her eye. "I don't know what happened to me."
"Okay, girls, now it's your turn to give us a show," Jim said, cracking open a can of beer. "On the floor with your friend, Tiffany. Let's see a little lezzie action out of you two."
"What? Mr. Edwards, you've done far too much to us already! You can't expect me to . . ." Tiffany looked at Michelle's naked body, her gaze moving down to her sloppy cunt. She knew her own cunt was messy, too.
"Unless you get on the floor with her right now," Jim said, his eyes glowing with demonic rage, "I'm going to get very nasty with you two. I can, you know, kick both your naked asses right out of this house!"
Tiffany got off the couch, moving slowly over to Michelle. She put her arms around her trembling friend, noticing that her own hands were shaking. They looked into each other's eyes for a long time, trying to see what the other was thinking.
"Pretend we're alone," Tiffany whispered in Michelle's ear, kissing her cheek and strok�ing her lustrous hair. "It's just you and me. Just you and me."
Michelle held Tiffany, pulling her closer. Their tits pressed together, and they started by kissing each other's cheek. Then their mouths were together, parting cautiously.
Tiffany's hand slipped down Michelle's back, sliding down over the lush mound of her ass. The women turned on their sides, and Tiffany caressed Michelle's thigh, moving her hand between the girl's legs, exposing her cum filled cunt.
"Just you and me, Michelle. Just you and me," Tiffany purred as her middle finger probed the girl's cunt, sliding along her wet, inflamed cunt labes before finding her clit.
Michelle's emotions were all mixed together, none of them clear in her mind. She had never dreamed of fucking another woman, and cer�tainly not her best friend, Tiffany. But now, with her friend's finger sliding so expertly over her clit, her warm, supple body pressing against her own, she was having second thoughts.
She kissed Tiffany's perfumed neck, bring�ing her hand up to squeeze one full tit. Tiffany's nipple was hard and erect against her palm, pleasing to the touch. When she felt her cuntlips being pried apart and a finger sliding up her pussy, she gave herself totally to her brunette friend.
"Ohhhhhhh! Tiffany, you're making me feel so good!" Michelle gasped, pulling her friend's body tighter against her own.
When Tiffany's lips caught Michelle's nip�ple, Michelle turned on the floor, groping for Tiffany's cunt. Soon Michelle was on her back with her friend stretched out on top of her, looking up into a pink, juicy cunt.
Tiffany was the first to act. She hesitated at first, rubbing her fingers over Michelle's cunt. Then she dove at it, mashing her lips against the gorgeous pussy, stabbing her tongue deep inside. She tasted the cum there, and the sweet flavor of pussy oil. Hardly had her tongue slithered into Michelle's cunt when she felt her own clit getting licked.
"Would you look at that?" one man hissed, slowly stroking his burgeoning cock. Tiffany and Michelle were writhing on the floor now, their faces buried in each other's cunt, each hungrily licking. The starkness of milky skin squirming against tanned skin, the odd sight of firm, curvaceous bodies pressed together, turned the men's cocks into raging poles of prick flesh.
Jim felt supreme, completely in control of his own little world and the people who shared it. He had Tiffany and Michelle now, and had them in the grip of his erotic world where nothing but pleasure was real or worthwhile.
When the idea hit him, he smiled and left the room. In Michelle's purse, he found her driver's license. After checking in the telephone directory, he got her number and dialed.
It was a lie from beginning to end, but one that worked magnificently. Jim got on the line with Mr. Tober and explained that he had to work late and would he mind if Michelle stayed with Tiffany at his house over night. There wasn't any need for the young girls to lose sleep, so they could stay in his guest bedroom.
When Jim heard Mr. Tober hesitating, he explained how difficult it was to be a single parent, struggling to raise a child and keep a job, fighting to see his child more, yet facing the growing demands of his boss. The ploy worked, and before the conversation was over, Mr. Tober promised that if Tiffany was ever unable to babysit, he would gladly offer Michelle's services, and if there was any pro�blem paying her, they could work out some kind of time payment plan.
Jim played the same trick with Mr. Washington, laying the bullshit on even heavier the second time. When he was fin�ished, Tiffany's babysitting services were all but volunteered, and if she needed to stay over while Jim worked late into the evening, Mr. Washington fully understood.
Returning to the living room, Jim was just in time to see Tiffany climaxing on Michelle's mouth. From the wetness on Tiffany's face, it was clear that Michelle had already shot her pussy juice out.
"Iehhhhhhhh!" Tiffany whimpered as her body released all its tension. Michelle delved her tongue deep into Tiffany's cunt, licking up the pussy juice as it gushed out. She tongued the girl's hairy pussy lips, struggling to lick up all the slick fuck oil. She had already licked out the thick, creamy cum that had been blown in Tiffany's cunt by the men, and now she was hungry for pussy juice.
When they were finished, both girls rolled onto their backs, their nipples hard as pebbles, their flesh tingling in the pleasant afterglow of wrenching orgasms.
"Okay, let's break up in groups," Jim said, standing near the teenagers, looking down at their nakedness. "Three with one girl, two with the other."
"No, no, no," Michelle chanted as she was dragged across the floor by two men. "Please don't do this to me."
CHAPTER NINE
Tiffany straddled one stranger's body, posi�tioning her moist cunt over his upraised prick. As she slid down, taking his cock into her pussy, she leaned forward just enough to reach a second stranger's cock with her mouth as he knelt near his friend.
"Mmmmmmfff!" Tiffany groaned, rolling her tongue around his cock as she bobbed slowly on the prick in her cunt.
The third man squatted behind Tiffany, put�ting his cockhead against her puckered asshole. He pushed, driving his cock through her ass ring, and jabbed more of his fucker into her ass.
Tiffany groaned deep in her throat as she felt her tiny asshole being violated by a cock. Never before had she had so much cockmeat driven into her body at the same time. She sucked harder on one prick as pain from the assfucking seeped through her body.
The cocks slid deep, prying apart every fuckable hole in her body. Her hot flesh was pressed between two hard, masculine bodies as a third moved slowly back and forth, fucking her abused, taut lips.
"Goddamn! She's tight back here," a man groaned, working his cock around in Tiffany's ass. "It's like fucking a damn vise!"
Tiffany ignored the lewd comment, kneading the cock in her mouth more urgently. All she wanted the three men to do was get their rocks off in her once more. She figured the men couldn't have that much fucking left in them for the evening.
As she gulped the cockmeat into her mouth, she was jolted from behind by the guy fucking her ass. The cock she was sucking slipped into her throat, and to her surprise and relief, she found herself taking the cock without the slightest discomfort. Not really understanding her own actions, Tiffany pushed forward. The fat cock knob was in her throat, and she paused briefly to relax.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she purred as her lips pushed farther down on the man's cock. Soon she had all of his cock in her mouth, her sup�ple, pliant lips wrapped tightly around the base of his fucker. She twisted her face, feeling his balls being pushed around by her chin.
"She's taken it all! The little slut's deepthroating my cock!"
After that, Tiffany fucked the three men with wild abandon. She twisted and churned her ass as their cocks jabbed her cunt and asshole, and she repeatedly took the third prick into her throat.
When the climaxes started, they came one right after the other. First, Tiffany's ass was filled with cum, then her cunt. When the cock in her mouth fountained out thick, salty spunk. She tongued and sucked the spewing prick until she had drained the man's balls dry.
Michelle was on Jim's bed, her knees raised and spread as a man with a big cock fucked her pussy brutally. Her face was turned to the side, and she sucked on the head of Jim's meaty prick, tossing her lips over the rim of his cock knob.
"Arrrggghhhhh!" Jim gasped, pulling his cock from her hot, wet mouth. He pointed his prickhead at her face and whacked on it as jets of spunk shot out. He shot his wad on Michelle's face, leaving thick, sticky lines of jism over her cheeks, nose and lips and in her hair.
When Michelle captured the spraying cockhead back in her mouth, she trembled through a soft climax as her cunt was filled with cum. Finally satisfied completely, she drifted off to sleep almost immediately, even as Jim and his friend sucked on her lush tits.
CHAPTER TEN
"I feel like a cheap whore," Michelle said, glancing over at Tiffany as they sat in the cafeteria. "When they fucked me, I felt so good and so bad, all at the same time."
"I confess to having enjoyed some of it myself," Tiffany replied, pushing her plate of food away. She just wasn't hungry, still too confused over the previous evening's activities. "When Mr. Edwards made you and I . . . "
Michelle couldn't look at Tiffany. It was too embarrassing to think about how she had acted. Michelle had sucked and licked pussy with the lustful abandon that she had sucked and fucked cocks.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Tif�fany asked in a whisper. When she got no response, she went on. "I'm horny for you, Michelle. I know it's supposed to be wrong to want to fuck you like I do, but that doesn't change the situation one iota. I want to eat your cunt, just like I did last night."
"And I . . . want ... to feel you against me," Michelle sighed, looking down at her untouched food. "I do. I really do want you."
"Let's find a man we can share. Somebody with a big cock who's kind and strong and big and handsome and cruel and vicious, who will make us do all kinds of crazy things to each other and to him." Tiffany stopped, unable to believe the words were coming from her own lips. "Won't that be exciting-erotic? We'll fuck him until he can't walk straight."
"I need it now! Right now! I can't wait any longer," Michelle whispered, finally looking at her friend. "You've gotten me so horny, my cunt's getting wet!"
They left the table in search of a man, their bodies trembling with excitement, their firm tits jiggling in tight fitting bras. Michelle headed straight for OT Williard's hidden boiler room, knowing that he would be more than happy to be the stud to fuck two horny young girls who needed nothing more than a cock to satisfy their most urgent desires.
Williard was just leaving his boiler room when he saw Michelle and Tiffany walking purposefully toward him. He grinned at Michelle, then turned his attention to Tiffany Washington. He had seen her around the school, had lusted for her as she jumped up and down in her cheerleader uniform during football games.
"Hi, girls. Is there something I can do for you?" Williard asked, staring deep into Michelle's eyes.
"Yeah, you can, indeed," Michelle replied, staring back just as suggestively. "This is my friend, Tiffany Washington. I've told her you've got a big cock, and she's interested in sampling it with me."
Tiffany said: "I've been told you're a man capable of pleasing a hot young girl. Is that true?"
"You ain't fuckin' wrong there, little lady!
Step right on in, and you can have a taste of Williard's monster prick!"
Tiffany didn't like the surroundings at first. The loud machinery and the dirty floors made her feel squeamish. But when Williard opened his pants and brought out his big hunk of cockmeat, she lost whatever inhibitions she had.
She was wearing skintight jeans and a T-shirt that hugged her body and showed off every fine, sweeping curve. Kneeling, she took Williard's long, spongy cock in her hands and stroked it, pulling the loose skin tight over the crown.
Stroking softly she watched Michelle kissing him. Michelle wore a dress, and since her legs were already slightly parted, Tiffany pushed her hand up the dress to caress her dewy cunt mound as she worked her other hand over Williard's cockmeat.
While Tiffany sucked cock, Michelle quickly stripped out of her panties, then slip�ped back into Williard's arms to kiss him pas�sionately. She flicked her tongue into his mouth and ran her fingers through his hair while Tiffany shoved two fingers deep into her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Tiffany moaned, toss�ing her face slowly over Williard's massive prick. His cock stretched and ovaled her lips as she tongued hungrily on the clefted underside of his prick knob. She whacked on his fucker, keeping rhythm with her invading fingers as they plunged deep into Michelle's wet cunt.
Tiffany sucked cock until the man's cockhead was at the back of her mouth. She consciously relaxed her throat, then pushed forward. Slowly, working in just a fraction of an inch at a time, Tiffany's throat expanded, stretching to accept his cockhead. Determined, she kept pushing forward, inch by inch, until finally her full lips were tight around the very base of Williard's cock, and his curly cock hair was tickling her nose.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Williard groaned as Tiffany pushed her face against his body. "Take my prick deep, you cocksucker!"
Tiffany shoved her two fingers deep into Michelle's cunt, pulling back to release Williard's cock from her mouth.
"Raise your dress," Tiffany said. "I want to eat your pussy."
Michelle raised her dress, and Tiffany quickly had her mouth on the girl's hairy pussy, her tongue slipping between the dewy cunt labes to lick up the fuck oil that seeped out. She used her pink tongue hungrily, flick�ing and probing with trembling need over and into her friend's juicing cunt.
"God, Tiffany, that feels so good!" Michelle purred, struggling to keep her knees from buckling. "Lick my pussy!"
Williard chuckled, his prick getting stroked by the brunette while she licked pussy. Slip�ping his dirty hand inside the V-neck of Michelle's dress, he squeezed her tit through her bra, making her nipple even harder and more erect than it already was.
Tiffany turned her attention back to Williard's massive, throbbing prick. His cock was stretched out to its full ten inches now, pulsating with life, drooping down slightly from its own weight as it jutted out from his sinewy, thin body.
"Suck it, damn it! Suck my prick!"
Her full lips creeping over Williard's cock, Tiffany mouthed and tongued his fucker while stroking the root. She moved her face to and fro, her tongue gliding over his slick, delicious pole of hard cock meat. Her other hand was busy stabbing not two, but three fingers now, far into Michelle's wet cunt. She felt pussy juice trickling over her fingers, down her palm and wrist.
"Mmmmmm!" Michelle moaned, churning her hips as she french kissed Williard. Her clit was burning, her pussy spasming.
Williard entwined his fingers in Michelle's long hair, pulling her lips away from his. "Get down on your knees, bitch! Let's see if you can help your fucking friend along!"
"Ouch! You're hurting me!" Michelle com�plained as she was forced to her knees. "I'll do it, just don't pull my hair!"
Tiffany's fingers were forced out of Michelle's cunt as she knelt on the cold, con�crete floor. She put her right arm around Tif�fany's shoulders, her hand hanging down near her tit, her face close to her friend's.
Michelle pulled Williard's cock from Tif�fany and sucked his cockhead into her mouth. Her mouth ovaled around the enormous crown of his prick, squeezing his cockmeat tightly as her tongue played at the tip. A drop of jism trickled onto her tongue, and she cooed lustily, rolling the spunk around to savor the flavor.
With her friend sucking on just his cockhead and an inch of his broad prickshaft, Tiffany began licking and chewing on the rest of his cock. She worked her way to his balls, finding them huge and tight in their sac.
"Big balls . . . lots of cum," Tiffany pur�red as she used the tip of her hot tongue to push his nuts around.
Sucking Williard's purplish cockhead with her lips and tongue, Michelle reached farther down Tiffany's body and cupped her perfectly rounded tit. She felt her friend squirm at the touch.
"Mmmmmmfff!" Michelle cooed, a bubble of spit forming at the corner of her mouth as she stuffed her face with cockmeat.
Tiffany worked back toward the head of Williard's prick and gently but firmly pushed Michelle's face off his cock. Tiffany kissed her friend on the lips, and their tongues danced together. Then she sucked Williard's prick head back into her mouth, and to show off her new ability to Michelle as much as anything else, Tiffany deep throated the man's prick.
"Damn!" Michelle gasped, seeing Tiffany gulp all of the janitor's cock into her mouth. "When did you learn to do that?"
Tiffany pressed her face hard against Williard's crotch, pivoting her face on his cock as it stretched her throat. She wanted her friend to know that she was the supreme cocksucker, the most skilled, the most wanton.
Williard sensed the rising inferno in his balls as he watched the beautiful teenager attacking .his prick. He groaned, fought unsuccessfully to find the right words, then groaned again.
"Ahhhhgggg! I'm coming!"
Tiffany pulled her mouth off his cockhead, then twisted to the side so she could nibble on his prick tip with Michelle. Together, they licked his cockhead, tonguing it like a lollypop, dragging their pink tongues around and over his pissslit. In effect, the two young girls were kissing each other with Williard's reddish colored, throbbing cockhead between their lips.
When his climax began, Michelle and Tif�fany licked urgently, the hot strands of cum spitting over their tongues, into their gaping mouths. One blast from Williard's cock struck Tiffany on the cheekbone, making a white line across her face to her ear.
"Ummm! Mmmmm!" Michelle whimpered, slapping her tongue over his spit�ting cockhead until she had swallowed half of his heady load of jizz. When the torrent turned to a slow trickle, she wrapped her lips around his prick and used her hands to squeeze out the last few drops of spunk.
With the clamor of the boilers working, neither Williard nor the hotly sucking teenagers heard Paul Drexler walk in. They did, however, nearly jump out of their skins when he started yelling.
"Michelle Tober! Tiffany Washington! I'll see you young ladies in my office immediately!' Drexler shouted, his face twisted with rage. "And you, Williard- haven't you got something more important to do?"
"Fuck no," Williard replied, tucking his well sucked prick back in his pants.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Tiffany wiped the pussy juice off her hand onto her jeans, then wiped off the trail of cum on her face. She and Michelle were in a lot of trouble-that much she was sure of. What she wasn't sure of was whether or not they could fuck and suck their way out of that trouble.
She followed Michelle and Drexler through the halls and into his office.
"Sit down, both of you," Drexler said, clos�ing the door to his office. He walked around his desk slowly, hoping the false rage he felt showed through in his every move. "I think we have something important to talk about."
Michelle and Tiffany sat in the two straight backed chairs that faced Drexler's desk. Michelle crossed her legs at the knee, inten�tionally raising her dress up slightly to show off more of her shapely thighs. Looking down, she noticed the front of her dress was stretched from when Williard forced his hand down the bodice to grab her tit.
"You two surprise me," Drexler said, his voice calm, even. "Excellent students. Never cause any problems . . . until now. You do, of course, realize that I am, as your legal guardian while you're on the school property during normal school hours, professionally and legally obligated to inform your parents of your most recent actions?"
"Yes, sir," Michelle said weakly, her knees trembling.
"Can you tell me any reason why I shouldn't?"
"What about Michelle giving you a blowjob?" Tiffany asked, her eyes blazing defiant�ly. "What about your obligation to tell our parents about that little incident?"
"Blowjob? What blowjob? I haven't the foggiest notion what you're talking about."
Tiffany stood up, defiance in her stance. "I see what's going on here. You've got us over a barrel and you're wanting something in return. Okay, asshole, what's on your mind?"
"My, my, my!" Drexler sighed, his tone still even. "You are a fiery one! But since you've put it so plainly, and since you foolishly called me an asshole, here's what I want you to do. First, take off Michelle's clothes."
"And then what?"
"Don't worry, I'll instruct you as you go."
Tiffany helped Michelle to her feet, then went quickly about the task of disrobing her. She unbuttoned the girl's dress and pushed it off her shoulders and down her body. Tiffany and Drexler got a surprise when they discovered that Michelle had forgotten to put her panties back on after she had taken them off in the boiler room. After unhooking the bra and taking it away from Michelle's tits, Tiffany discarded the clothing in a chair and faced Drexler.
"I feel so ashamed," Michelle murmured, looking straight ahead at the wall above Drexler's head. She felt like she was standing there on display as Drexler eyed her naked body.
"Now what do you want, asshole?" Tiffany spat out the words, leaning on Drexler's desk.
"Asshole? You've shown a fondness for that word, haven't you?" Drexler said, a cun�ning look in his eyes. "suggest you get your friend to put her hands on my desk and lean against it. Then have her spread her legs more. I'm sure you know the position."
Michelle did as she was ordered, still unable to look Drexler directly in the eye. He wasn't acting anything at all like the man who was so shy, sensitive and scared when she pulled his cock out and sucked him off.
"That's fine," Drexler said. "Now, Tiffany, I want you to get on your knees behind Miss Tober and lick her asshole."
Tiffany recoiled at his words, stunned at the suggestion. She had suspected that Drexler might tell her to lick Michelle's cunt, but she never suspected he would demand she lick her asshole.
"You're kidding."
"No, I'm definitely not kidding."
Michelle closed her eyes. This wasn't her argument. This was between Tiffany and Drexler. She was simply there to be the body in question, to be the vehicle with which Drexler could command at will.
Still fully clothed, Tiffany moved behind Michelle and dropped to her knees. First, she caressed the girl's firm, trembling asscheeks, squeezing the round orbs of flesh. Her finger�tips grazing Michelle's dewy cuntlips, Tiffany kissed her asscheek, moving closer to her puckered shitter.
"Uh!" Michelle gasped when she felt Tiffany's tongue probing her tiny asshole. The feeling was strange, and not unpleasant. A finger slipped between the lips of her cunt as the girl's tongue rolled wetly around her ass.
Tiffany was determined that if she didn't like what Drexler was forcing her to do, at least her friend would. Pumping her fist, she jerked two fingers into Michelle's gaping pussy as her tongue pushed into her tight asshole. And then, feeling the desire in Michelle's body build, feeling the wetness of her cunt trickling down her wrist, Tiffany discovered sheliked using her tongue in the girl's asshole.
"MMMfff!" Tiffany sighed, licking more urgently now, trying to shove her tongue right up Michelle's ass.
Drexler watched Michelle's expression change slowly from embarrassment to lust. He watched her heavy tits swinging beneath her body, the areolas a light pink, highlighted by her long nipples.
He resisted the urge to jerk his cock out. That would come later, once he had made the teenagers know exactly where they stood with him, where their position was.
"Do you like it, Miss Tober? Do you like her tongue in your ass?" Drexler asked casual�ly, leaning forward to lightly slap Michelle's jiggling tit.
"Yes! Oh, God! yes! I love her tongue in my ass!" Michelle gasped, teetering on her high heeled shoes.
Her body quivering, Michelle felt hot waves of fever flow through her veins. From her hard nipples to her clit to her asshole, she twitched with excitement.
Tiffany pushed her face deep between the full, quivering moons of Michelle's ass, hungrily tonguing the girl's tight asshole. Her hand jerked back and forth so fast it was just a blur as her fingers invaded Michelle's cunt.
"That's enough!" Drexler hissed, moving around the desk. "Stop this instant!"
"Nooooo!" Michelle wailed. "Please, don't make her stop!"
Drexler walked up to Tiffany, jerking his prick through the fly of his pants as he moved. He pushed his cock at Tiffany, pressing the column of hard, dry prickflesh against her face.
"Suck my cock, slut! And don't stop finger�ing that cunt because you're going to be eating it soon."
Tiffany cooed lustily, deep throating Drexler's cock. Once again, in just a few minutes, she was sucking cock while finger fucking cunt. But Tiffany had just started working her lips and tongue expertly on Drexler's fat, broad cock when he pulled it from her mouth.
"Now turn around, lean backward, and you can lick her cunt," Drexler said, stepping aside to give Tiffany sufficient room.
Tiffany's bushy black hair tickled Michelle's thighs as she got in position. She leaned backward, putting her arms out behind her for support, and tilted her face up so it was against her friend's pussy.
Drexler put one foot over Tiffany so that he was directly behind Michelle, his throbbing cock near her cunt.
"Start licking her cunt," Drexler demanded quietly. "And you'd better be good, 'cause your friend's going to need it."
Michelle sighed deep in her throat as Tiffany's tongue delved far into the inflamed recesses of her cunt. She trembled, feeling Drexler's arms circling her waist, his cockhead nudging her spitty asshole. At first, she thought his aim was off, but when his arms tightened around her waist and his blunt, spongy cockhead started forcing its way into her ass, she got frightened.
The big titted teenager was shocked at the ease with which Drexler's prick plowed up her asshole. Maybe it was because Tiffany had licked her ass so wonderfully, or maybe it was because Tiffany was nibbling on her clit-either way she didn't care because she was vibrating all over, enjoying the hard cock meat cramming her shitter.
Tiffany sucked and licked as fast as she could, but that still didn't stop the vast flow of pussy juice from making her cheeks slick and wet. She felt Michelle's cunt oil dribbling down her neck as Drexler's heavy balls slapped against her chin.
The ecstasy was so great that Michelle's legs would no longer hold her up. That didn't stop the ass fucking, though, because Drexler's arms were like steel clamps around her waist, holding her up as he slammed his hips against her ass cheeks.
"Ieeaahhhhhh!" Michelle groaned, spreading her arms wider on Drexler's desk as pussy juice gushed from her cunt, showering down into Tiffany's face.
Drexler's cock skewered Michelle's asshole, reaming it hard and fast. His balls slapped Tiffany's face as they jerked out hot fuck cream.
Michelle was torn between different emo�tions. She felt degraded at being fucked in the ass, but was thrilled by the huge cock ramming her cunt.
Tiffany crawled out under Drexler's and Tiffany's legs, wiping her drenched face with the back of her hand. She thought of how everything in her life had changed in the past few weeks, thought of how she had been at�tacked and raped by Jim Edwards, and how she had learned to enjoy physical pleasures of all sorts-be it from a man or a woman.
CHAPTER TWELVE
As soon as they were out of sight of the house, Michelle slipped over in the seat so she had her thigh pressing against Charles Wilkenson's thigh. She had just finished babysitting for him and his wife, and now he was taking her home in his Lincoln.
"I wish you had been able to get away from your wife tonight," Michelle said, putting a hand on his leg and kissing his shoulder. "I really wanted to fuck you tonight."
"And I wanted to fuck you, too," Charles said, putting his arm around her slender shoulders. "So what happened the other night wasn't an accident?"
"No way! There's still a lot of things we have yet to do."
Michelle boldly reached between his legs and squeezed his cock through his pants. She felt his prick twitch against her palm, stretching down the leg of his pants.
"You know, I've got a friend who would just love to fuck you," Michelle purred, slip�ping down in the seat as she searched for the tab of Charles' zipper. "You'd love her. Dark hair, big, beautiful eyes, gorgeous body. She's a real turnon."
Charles grinned as he drove through the dark suburban streets. It was too much for him to expect, but the idea of fucking two young girls at the same time really made his cock hard.
Michelle fished his long, halfhard cock out of his pants as she rested on her side in the front seat. She kissed his cockhead, her lips smacking wetly over the spongy surface. Then her tongue snaked out, rolling circles around his tiny piss slit.
"Ohhhhhhh! Damn, that's nice," Charles groaned, trying hard to concentrate on his driving. He slowed the car down, not wanting to return Michelle before he got his rocks off.
Using her frisking tongue, Michelle moist�ened all of the handsome man's cock, right down to where his prick jutted through the opening in his pants. Then, nibbling slowly back to the cock's crown, she sucked his prickmeat into her warm, wet mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" she purred, curling her tongue around his cock knob.
"Ohhhhh! Michelle, your mouth is so . . ." Michelle pushed her face down, sucking more of his hard cock into her mouth. Her cheeks sank inward, conforming to and squeezing his throbbing column of prick meat. She rubbed his balls through his pants, massaging them as she pistoned her lips faster on his prick.
Using her teeth, Michelle scraped his slick cock meat, making him squirm as he drove. She delighted in the fact that with his cock in her mouth, she was the one who had the power. She was the one who could make him cum, or she could tease him until he was little more than a bundle of jangled nerves.
"Would your friend really like to . . . well, you know-fuck me?"
Michelle released his cock and sat upright in the seat. She stroked his fucker, grinning as she thought of how happy Tiffany would be to get his perfectly shaped prick in her hot mouth or cunt.
"You bet she would! I know that girl-she's a real nympho! And she can deep throat this big monster cock!" Michelle jerked on his prick until a drop of cum formed at the tip, then she slithered down in the seat again. Her tongue grazed over his cockhead, licking off the cum. "Mmmmmmmmmm!"
She curled her fingers around the base of Charles' cock as her lips descended over the knob. Twisting her fist on his cock root, she moved her face over the head. She kneaded his hard prick with her lips, lashing at his cockmeat with her tongue. She wanted to gulp down his hot, delicious fuck cream, and they were only a few blocks from her house.
"I'd better stop the car," Charles said through clenched teeth. His cock was like a burning poker, throbbing in Michelle's mouth. "Sweetheart, you really know how to please me."
Sliding onto the floor of the Lincoln, Michelle spread her knees wide. The small of her back was on the seat.
"What are you doing?"
"I want you to fuck my mouth. Come on-I need your cock in my mouth!"
Confused and horny, Charles turned in the seat so that his knees were on either side of Michelle's body, and his fuck stick was near her face. He was hunched over, his head over the back of the seat, bumping against the roof of the car.
"Fuck me in the face," Michelle groaned, her lips just inches from the head of Charles' cock. "I want to have your prick reaming my lips and-"
Charles jerked his hips back and forth, literally fucking the fifteen year old mouth. He reamed her mouth until his cockhead was slip�ping down her throat slightly. Then he pulled back and let her cover his prick knob with her tongue's hot, urgent flicks.
"Mmmmmffff!" Michelle slurped, chomp�ing on his jerking prick. She enjoyed the hoarse groans coming from Charles, knowing that she was driving him toward his climax with her hot mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Goddamn it, Michelle! This is so weird! So fucking erotic!"
His cock jabbed between her tight lips, and she chewed on his cock meat, wishing his cum would gush down her throat. She felt his cockhead expand between her lips, then spit out a thick stream of jism that tasted pungent.
"Ummmfffff!" she gurgled, struggling to swallow the vast amount of cum that spewed from Charles' massive balls. She drank his hot fuck cream, her throat working frantically to save every precious drop.
Charles leaned over the seat, his prick shrinking. Michelle's mouth worked softly on his cock as his entire body tingled with the sweet, warm afterglow of his climax.
She squeezed Charles' asscheeks through his pants, now able to get more of his cock into her mouth, since it was soft. She tongued his slick cock, enjoying the way she could manipulate it with her mouth.
"Great . . . great . . . great ..." Charles sighed, pulling his prick from Michelle's mouth and sitting behind the steering wheel once again. His long legs were tangled in Michelle's as she sat up in the seat. "You're too good for me. I've never wanted a woman as much as I want you."
Michelle licked her lips, still tasting Charles' scummy jism. She slipped into his arms, kiss�ing him on the lips. It was then that she real�ized she loved him. At least she loved being with him, which didn't necessarily mean she didn't want to suck other cocks, or fuck other men. - "You're good for me, too," she cooed. She laughed as Charles started the engine up. "Man, is Tiffany going to be happy to meet you!"
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Tiffany was amazed at the casual attitude she now had about her nakedness as she walked across the room. She was babysitting for Jim Edwards again, and as before, he had brought his bowling buddies home with him to fuck her.
"Hey, cocksucker-get me a beer," Jim said, sitting at the kitchen table where he and his friends were playing poker.
Tiffany took a can of beer from the refrigerator and brought it back to Jim. Earlier, as they played cards, she had knelt under the table and took turns sucking cocks. One after another, she had sucked off the men until she was certain she had swallowed a gallon of cum.
"Hey, Tiffany, get over here and suck my cock," one man said, pushing his chair away from the table. "I'm getting a little horny again."
As Tiffany dropped to her knees and sucked his cock into her mouth, she didn't even draw the attention of the other men. Once the man's prick was hard as steel, he pulled her to her feet.
"Sit on it, slut! Throw me a piece of that tail," the man chuckled.
Tiffany faced the man, straddling his cock. Her nipples pressed into his face, and he sucked one between his lips as she lowered her cunt onto his prick.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Tiffany sighed, feeling her pussy lips being stretched by his fat, rigid cock. She took his broad cockhead into her pussy, raised herself up a little, then dropped down again. After undulating her ass several more times, she engulfed all of his fucker in her fuckhole.
"You've got your self a real nice pussy, Tiffany. Really makes my prick hard."
To silence the man, Tiffany kissed him on the lips. She didn't care any more whether they fucked her one at a time or all at once. Tiffany could get fucked in the ass or suck cocks for hours. She no longer felt embarrassed about being seen naked by men she hardly knew. In fact, she wished she could walk around naked at home, but realized that her father and mother would throw a fit if she did.
"You like my cunt, hmm?" Tiffany pushed her tits at the man's face again, feeding her nipples to him. She shook her ass, pivoting her lithe body on his hard prick as it stabbed deep up her cunt.
Tiffany rubbed her clit with her finger as she brought her cuntlips up and down over his long prick. She had climaxed twice that day already, and she was warming up for a third.
Her naked thighs slapped against his thighs as she impaled herself on his fuck stick. She rubbed her clit harder, tantalizing the tiny, erect nub at the top of her pussy.
"Ummgg!" the man groaned, gobbling her tit into his mouth. He bit her tit hard, and she tried to jerk away from him.
"Awwwww! What are you doing? I'll do anything you want, just don't bite me again!" Tiffany said, rubbing her tit. She brought her shapely ass up and down on his cock faster, now wanting only to get his cum in her pussy. Then he'd leave her alone, and maybe Jim Edwards would let her go home.
"Ohhhhhhh!" the man sighed, grabbing Tiffany's ass cheeks to guide her up and down movements. His cock was as long and hard as it was ever going to get, the cum bubbling hot�ly in his balls.
Tiffany ground her cunt down on his prick, feeling his cockhead gushing out the jism. She squirmed, writhing against him, mashing her jiggling tits against his chest as he jerked on the chair.
"Give it to me, baby! Give me all your cum, baby!" Tiffany urged, playing up to the man's ego.
When she got off his lap, she saw that the hair above his cock was matted with thick, opaque cum. Kneeling between his legs, she sucked his prick clean, then pushed her tongue through his cock hair, sucking and licking out the cum there.
"That's what I like," he laughed, caressing Tiffany's jet black hair as she tongued his prick. "A chick who cleans up after herself!"
Jim scooped the money off the table after winning a hand and looked at Tiffany. Damn, he thought, she's changed a fuck of a lot since the first time I fucked her!
"Hey, cocksucker, I need a beer and a blowjob," he said, pushing his chair away from the table. "Get to it!"
Exhausted, fucked in the ass, cunt and mouth, Tiffany got Jim his beer, then started sucking his cock like a zombie. When he came, she felt only relief at having his cock finally out of her mouth.
"You look like hell," Michelle said, picking Tiffany up in the morning at Jim Edward's house. "Why did he make you stay all night?"
"Why the fuck do you think he did?" Tiffany shot back, her mood foul. "I had to fuck him and his four bowling buddies all god�damn night! I didn't get more than ten minutes sleep the whole evening!"
"Let's go to my house," Michelle said, sym�pathizing with her best friend. "You can shower, then put on some clean clothes. You'll feel better after that."
Tiffany dried her body and took the white slip Michelle had laid out for her. The slip was cut low in front, all lacy and soft. Her tits were almost entirely revealed, and since the garment was slitted up both sides, most of her thighs were exposed.
"Do you have some clean panties for me to wear?"
"Here," Michelle said, handing Tiffany a pair as she sat on the edge of the bed. "But before you put them on, why don't you let me make you feel better. After all the fucking and sucking you had to do last night, let me do all the work."
"I'm tired. I'm all fucked out."
"Come on. Just lay back, and let me do everything," Michelle purred.
She put a hand on Tiffany's shoulder and pushed her backward so her legs hung over the bed. She pushed the slip up her thighs until she exposed her thick pussy bush and pink cunt.
"Don't you worry about a thing. Michelle will make you feel good as new . . . maybe better!"
Tiffany was too tired to protest. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the light, moist kisses on her thighs.
"Yes, this is exactly what I needed," Tiffany sighed as Michelle's slithering tongue flicked between her cuntlips and rubbed her clit.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Michelle moaned, pushing her tongue deeper in Tiffany's warm, oily cunt. She jabbed her finger against the girl's tight asshole, working it two knuckles deep.
At the Tober home, there was no such thing as a locked door. When Mr. Tober opened the door to ask Michelle and Tiffany if they wanted some breakfast, he almost fainted at what he saw. Michelle was on her knees at the side of the bed with her face pressed between Tiffany's smooth thighs. He could hear his daughter's tongue slapping against the girl's cunt and tried to yell at them to stop it im�mediately. His throat was dry-drier than ever before. He struggled for words and finally croaked out: "Stop it!"
"Daddy! Oh, Daddy!" Michelle gasped, spinning around on the floor.
She held the back of her hand to her mouth, frightened at what her father would do. His face was crimsonred with anger, and she thought that he might strike her. "Don't hurt us, Daddy!" Mr. Tober stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He watched as Tiffany pushed her slip down over her thighs again, but as she did that, bending forward, she gave him an almost unobstructed view of her tits. He felt his cock jerking, becoming hard and aroused by what he had just seen.
"No, I'm not going to hurt you," Mr. Tober whispered, glowering at the two teenagers. "I wouldn't do that. It seems to me that you're missing something here. Something important."
Mr. Tober opened his robe and pulled open his pajamas so his cock sprang out, not quite full hard yet. Michelle gasped when she saw her father's cock, wondering quickly if he was going to use it on her-shove it in her mouth since she was already kneeling on the floor. A shiver of lust and fear raced up her spine.
Mr. Tober put his hands on Tiffany's face, his palms on her ears, and pulled her face to his prick. She didn't struggle with him as she twisted on the bed, her legs opening, exposing her moist cunt.
"Don't stop, Michelle. Keep licking her cunt," he said, sinking his prick deep into the girl's mouth.
Tiffany cooed lustily as her lips parted to receive Mr. Tober's cock. She had known him all her life and never once thought of what it would be like to get fucked by him. Now, with his long and rather slender cock sliding be�tween her lips, she felt her pussy getting hotter. She rubbed the side of his cock with her tongue, squeezing it with her full lips.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" she sighed, leaning on her elbow at the edge of the bed, opening her thighs for Michelle.
Tiffany wrapped her fist around the root of Mr. Tober's cock, accepting the rest of his prick into her mouth as he pushed forward.
Michelle couldn't believe her eyes. There was her father-a man she had always con�sidered passionless-shoving his cock into her best friend's mouth. Still watching her father fuck his hips to and fro, reaming Tiffany's mouth, Michelle let her fingertips graze over the lips of the girl's wet cunt. Her finger slipped between the pink cunt labes. Tiffany deep throated Mr. Tober's long cock, taking his hard, slender pole of cockmeat completely into her mouth. She was squirming on the bed, her lips kneading his pulsing fucker as her clit was licked by Michelle.
"Fucking kids! Nothing but a couple of dykes! That's what you are! Goddamn dykes!" Mr. Tober hissed, cautious to keep his voice down. His wife, after all, was downstairs, cooking breakfast.
Mr. Tober leaned to one side, pushing his fingers through Michelle's lustrous, silky hair. He forced her pert face against Tiffany's cunt harder, then snapped her head back.
"You're just a slut," he hissed, pulling her face to his crotch.
When Michelle opened her mouth, waiting to receive his prick, he grinned at her cruelly.
"What kind of an animal do you think I am? I wouldn't stick my cock in my own daughter's mouth!"
"But Daddy . . . what do you want?"
Mr. Tober withdrew his cock from Tiffany's mouth, grabbing it by the root. He shook it at Michelle's face, then quickly pounded her cheeks with his cockhead. She gasped as his hard cockknob smacked against her face, and she looked up at her father's mean, angry face. She still didn't understand what he wanted, and she couldn't see why he wouldn't let her give him a hot blowjob.
"Hurry up, we haven't much time," Mr. Tober said, pushing Michelle's face away from his crotch. He positioned the teenager so that Michelle was on her back with Tiffany facing the opposite direction, kneeling over her head.
Tiffany's fingers were shaking with excite�ment as she opened Michelle's slacks. She cooed as Mr. Tober's long cock slipped up her cunt. Then she pushed Michelle's pants and panties down her thighs enough so that she could lick her pink cunt.
Michelle felt her father's balls sliding over her forehead as she lashed at Tiffany's cunt with her tongue. She let her tongue rub along the underside of his prick, tasting the pussy juice and spit that was on his prickflesh.
"Fucking dykes," Mr. Tober hissed, pushing Tiffany's slip higher up her body to squeeze the warm globes of her ass as he reamed her pussy. When he pulled back so that just the knob of his prick was still in her cunt, he saw Michelle's tousled hair between his knees.
He had no intention of bringing the girls to climaxes. He was only interested in getting his rocks off as quickly as possible. Slamming his cock deep into Tiffany's pussy, he felt Michelle licking his balls, and hot tingles of eroticism coursed through his veins.
"Mmmffff!" Michelle gasped, waiting for her father to fuck into Tiffany's cunt with his prick again so she could lick his balls. She was writhing beneath her friend, her legs twitching uncontrollably as her clit got sucked on.
"Lousy, goddamn dykes!" Mr. Tober groaned, grinding his hips against Tiffany's ass so his daughter could tongue his balls. His prick was hot, the skin stretched tautly over the inner core of rigid cockmeat.
Using her tongue, Michelle pushed her father's cumfilled balls around between his legs. It was a special, erotic thrill for her to be tasting his prick flesh, using her tongue on his hairy ball sac. Realzing that her mother was just downstairs made Michelle even hornier, causing her to squirm and writhe under Tiffany.
"Please, Daddy, let me suck you off," Michelle begged. "Let me drink your cum, Daddy! I promise I'll be good! I promise you'll enjoy my mouth!"
Mr. Tober couldn't listen to his daughter's pleas without being affected. He pounded his cock several more times into Tiffany's hotly massaging cunt. Then, jerking his prick com�pletely from her pussy, he forced his cock to angle down toward Michelle's face.
"Give me," she panted, sliding farther be�tween Tiffany's legs so her mouth was more exposed. She opened her lips wide and capture the head of her father's prick. "Mmmmmmm!"
Mr. Tober groaned low in his throat as the cum bubbled in his balls. In such a position, he couldn't see Michelle's face, but he watched her jaw working as she mouthed his prick, saw her pink tongue slither out between her lips to caress more of his cock.
"Dyke! Slut! Cocksucker!" he groaned, sinking several more inches of cock meat into her mouth.
Lashing at his prick knob, with her tongue, Michelle felt and tasted the gushing bolts of jism spitting into her mouth. Wantonly moan�ing, her body bucking on the bed, she sucked hard on her father's spewing prick, swallowing his pungent fuck juice.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Mr. Tober sighed as the last of his cum was sucked from his balls.
Michelle continued mouthing her father's prick, squeezing his slender cock shaft with her lips as her tongue rolled around his prick knob. She didn't want him to take his cock out of her mouth, but couldn't stop him when he did.
"You're insane," Mr. Tober said softly. "I think you fucking dykes are both insane."
He got off the bed and fastened his pajamas and robe again. After pausing to appreciate the good looks of the two teenagers who had just excited his cock enough to make the cum blast from his nuts, he left the room.
"Can you believe that?" Michelle whispered, pulling her pants and panties up. "I just sucked off my old man!"
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"We're dressed to kill," Michelle said, looking at herself in the mirror.
"No we're not. We're dressed to fuck," Tiffany replied, laughing lightly.
The women both had dresses on that high�lighted their fine, sleek figures. The fronts were lowcut, and the hems had recently been raised an extra two inches to show off more of their legs.
Michelle buckled her high heeled shoe, then pushed her dress up and tugged on her nylon, refastening it to the lace garter. She wore no bra, which was extremely unusual for her.
She had been asked by Mrs. Wilkenson to babysit during the afternoon. Mr. Wilkenson had to work at the office, so he wouldn't be home. After Michelle called the office, she found out that Charles could, if he had the right kind of reason, forget about working that Saturday afternoon.
"You're going to love him," Michelle said, slipping behind Tiffany to squeeze her tits. "He's so strong and gentle, and he's got a cock that's just made for pleasing-"
"Cocksucking nymphos like us?" Tiffany said, finishing the sentence. "Precisely."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Charles sat in his favorite overstuffed chair, a dry martini in one hand, an expensive cigar smoldering in the other. When he returned home from the office, the two babysitters treated him like royalty, bringing him everything he wanted.
"Yes, I like this very much," Charles mur�mured, watching as Tiffany and Michelle did a lewd bump and grind to the rock and roll music coming from the stereo.
Tiffany had her hands on Michelle's hips as they danced. Their thighs pressed together, each girl rubbing her pussy against the other's leg. Tiffany tossed her head back on her shoulders, moaning softly as the warmth in her cunt made her panties moist.
"Go to it! Give it all you've got!" Charles urged, resisting the impulse to take his cock out.
When they pulled away from each other, Tif�fany and Michelle each started to do a lusty striptease for Charles. Michelle let her dress fall down her body. Then she kicked it at him, her tits jiggling with every move she made. Standing in her shoes, nylons and garter belt, she began rubbing her tits, moving closer to the man to give him a better view.
Tiffany tossed her panties in Charles' lap. She rubbed the lips of her cunt with one hand and sucked on the middle finger of her other hand. Jerking her finger between her lips, she looked straight into Charles' eyes, pretending that it was his cock she had between her lips.
"My lover, my lover," Michelle sighed, sit�ting on Charles' lap and kissing him tenderly. Since he had a glass in one hand and his cigar in the other, Charles couldn't fondle Michelle's naked body. "I know you'll just love everything about Tiffany. We work great as a team. You're going to shoot your wad off so many times this afternoon, you won't be able to cross your legs for a week!"
Michelle got off Charles' lap and untied his shoes. Then both girls pulled him to his feet and undressed him. After he sat back down, the girls made a production of kissing his feet.
"I get so horny whenever I see you!" Charles sighed.
Michelle had raised his foot and was sucking on his toes one at a time until she had sucked each one like it was a tiny cock. Tiffany was doing the same to his other foot.
"That's right, work your way right up my body."
Tiffany took Charles' hand and licked his palm and fingers. Then, when his fingers were moistened by her spit, she brought his hand to her cunt. His finger moved easily between the lips of her pussy.
Michelle squatted beside him, cooing as his finger slipped into her pussy. She had her tits pressed against his thigh, and she was leaning over his legs to get her face closer to his long, powerful prick.
Sliding his hips forward, Charles had his ass on the very edge of the chair. He finger fucked both young girls, pushing his fingers deep into their pussies as they squirmed on the floor.
"Go ahead," Michelle said, pushing his hard, broad prick tip toward Tiffany. "You can have the first taste if you like."
"You're fucking right I like," Tiffany answered. She shook her ass as Charles' finger pushed in, poising her face above his throb�bing prick.
Tiffany didn't waste any time kissing his cockhead and playing with it with her tongue. She was far too horny to do any of those mild things, so she wrapped her full lips around his cockknob and pushed her face down. Her lips crept hungrily over the strong meat, sliding over it until the prick tip was against the open�ing of her throat.
"Watch this!" Michelle said to Charles.
She waited a moment to relax, then Tiffany took his hard cock into her throat. Her throat bulged out with his fat prick, stretching it, and she kept her face against Charles' body for a long time, showing him exactly what she could do with her mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhh! That's fucking good," Charles sighed, pumping his fingers into the girls' cunts faster, his palms getting wet with their cunt grease.
Michelle grew impatient quickly and finally pulled Tiffany's face off his cock. She im�mediately wrapped her pliant lips around his cockknob and bobbed her face up and down, her red lips chomping on the ridge of his cockhead. Michelle's tongue blazed,over his prick probing and rubbing everywhere. Her cheeks sank in as she pulled up, a tight suction pulling on his soft cock skin.
After the babysitters had all of Charles' cock wet from their spit, he brought them to his bedroom where they could fuck more com�fortably. He felt like a sheik, enjoying the comforts of his harem.
After stretching out on his back, Charles pulled Michelle so she squatted over his face. She lowered her pussy onto his open mouth, sighing as his tongue delved into her cunt. As Michelle did this, Tiffany straddled Charles' cock and descended upon it, impaling her lithe body on his rigid prong of prickmeat.
"Ohhhhhhhhh! It feels like he's pushing right thought my body," Tiffany sighed, fit�ting all of his cock in her juicy cunt.
She wiggled her hips, getting accustomed to having his prick in her cunt, then reached for�ward and tweaked Michelle's nipple.
"Hhe eats cunt like you . . . ohhhhh! . . . wouldn't believe," Michelle groaned, sliding her cunt over Charles' face.
Charles Wilkenson didn't try to push his hips up to meet Tiffany's cunt as she dropped down on him. She was tossing and turning on his cock so well that he was already feeling the cum rising in his balls. He gobbled Michelle's cunt, his face pressed hard against her hairy pussy as her pussy juice trickled down the sides of his face.
"Mmmmmmmffff!" he moaned, pushing his tongue between her dewy cunt petals. Breathing was difficult, but he had no inten�tion of moving. Michelle's sweet cunt tasted as good as anything he had ever eaten, and the pussy working on his hard prick was making him quiver on the big bed.
Michelle bent forward and sucked one of Tiffany's nipples into her mouth as her friend bounced on Charles' cock. Her tongue flicking back and forth, she used her teeth on the titnub.
"Owwwww! Yes, Michelle, bite my titties!"
Urged on, getting more excited by the se�cond, Michelle hungrily mouthed her friend's tits. She bit almost savagely on the girl's long, inflamed nipple, causing bolts of pain and ecstasy to shake her like a leaf.
"Ieeeeahhhhhh!" Tiffany screamd, her nip�ple aching, and her cunt hot as any inferno. Her pussy juice, warm and slick, cascaded from her cunt, running down the length of Charles prick, mingling with the curly hair on his balls and above his cock.
Tiffany dropped down on Charles' prick, no longer able to bring her shapely ass up and down. She was exhausted, breathing heavily, her tits rising and falling, and Michelle con�tinued to nurse on her nipples.
Michelle was whimpering, sucking on the rosy buds that sprouted from Tiffany's tits. Her ass twitched restlessly as Charles nipped her clit with his lips, slapping it with his tongue. She wanted to keep her mouth filled with Tiffany's delicious titflesh while she climaxed, and experience told her that she wasn't far from coming.
"Ummmmmmmm!" Charles sighed, work�ing his tongue as best he could on Michelle's puffy cunt as her oily fuck juice gushed onto his face. Tonguing and swallowing, Charles still missed much of her pussy juice as it spewed from her aroused cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Michelle sighed, releasing the nipple from her mouth.
"Christ! I'm drowning down here!" Charles chuckled, his cock still like a flag pole, splitting the lips of Tiffany's cunt.
Charles pushed Michelle off his face, and she fell toward the center of the bed. Tiffany slipped into her arms, dislodging the long, j hard cock from her pussy.
"You ladies were going to wear me out," Charles said, laughter in his tone. "But it looks like I'm the one who has worn you out!"
"Just give me a couple seconds, and I'll fuck you silly," Tiffany said, nuzzling Michelle's neck as they lay arm in arm.
"I've got a better idea," Charles said, get�ting up on his knees to lean over the girls' faces. They kissed, fondling tits as Charles stroked his cock. It was a beautiful sight, watching the good looking girls kissing softly, passionately. Charles held his reddish cockhead close to their cheeks, stroking the fat, wet column of prickmeat. His balls rolled slowly back and forth between his legs, tingling like crazy as the cum rose to a boil.
Michelle was kissing Tiffany, her tongue slipping between her friend's lips. She pinched and fondled Tiffany's lush, ripe tits, tugging on her nipples. She knew what would happen, knew that Tiffany got especially turned on by getting a cum shower. She waited, wondering how lusty her friend would get.
"Ohhhhhh! Fucking babysitters!" Charles groaned, pounding on his prick feverishly now.
It was the fiercest, most thrilling climax of Charles life. His cock was like a redhot fire hose, gushing out continuous streams of jism. The rivers of cum made crisscrossed lines of spunk over the babysitters' faces.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Tiffany purred, kiss�ing Michelle more hungrily as the sticky strands of warm ciim drooped onto her face. She licked her tongue along Michelle's cheek, tasting the spunky cream, then sucked on her friend's tongue again.
Cum was trickling down Michelle's smooth cheeks. She had blobs of jism on her nose and in her silky hair. She played with Tiffany's tongue as more cream dropped down on her. Lines of cum ran over Tiffany's face to Michelle's.
As she kissed, Charles pounded on his cock, sending a geysering fountain of goo over Michelle's cheek. She sighed lustily, flicking her tongue deeper into Tiffany's mouth.
Tiffany felt cum dripping into her curly hair and she turned her face slightly to see another eruption of jism descend toward her face. She closed her eyes, and the spunk splattered be�tween her eyes, trickling down onto her eyelids.
"Damn!" Charles sighed, squeezing a final drop of jizz from his cock and rubbing it off his cockhead onto Tiffany's chin. "You two are going to be the death of me yet."
Michelle didn't answer, but she knew that Charles' analysis wasn't altogether wrong. She and Tiffany were a babysitting team now, guaranteed to make the man or woman of any house an exausted wreck. She thought of Jim Edwards and his four friends and of how she would suck them off and fuck them until she had all their cum.
Things would be different now for the two cheerleaders. School during the day and. babysitting at night. And with the babysitting came fucking, and with the fucking came ecstasy.
