It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, 'The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the oppor�tunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
EAGER LITTLE GRANDDAUGHTER- a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Alexis couldn't believe she was doing it. It was impossible-but true! She lowered her face another inch and accepted Orson's fat, throb�bing cockhead into the seething recesses of her mouth.
Was she actually giving her father-in-law a blow-job while her husband watched? Yes! Yes!
She dosed her eyes, not wanting to see any�thing. It all seemed so strange, so terribly strange and unreal. Yet the truth couldn't be denied, and no matter how repulsive Alexis thought it was to be sucking the cock of a man who wasn't her husband, she had to admit that her cunt was getting moist.
"Ohhhhhh! That's really quite good, my dear," Orson said, leaning back in his leather-covered, over-stuffed chair.
Alexis dipped her face down another inch, her lips around the incredible thickness of the silver-haired man's monstrous prick.
When Alexis had finally taken the entire cock-head into her mouth, her tongue was pressed firmly to the bottom of her mouth. She tight�ened her lips around the shaft of Orson's cock-rod, pleased with the way the delicious prick-meat throbbed against her lips and tongue. She rubbed the clef ed underside of the pricktip with her tongue and felt the cock jerk in response.
"Goddamn it, Son, she gives a great blow-job," the old man said quietly. "This wife of yours might turn out to be good for Richmond Enterprises after all."
Alexis opened her eyes slightly, looking at her husband through her eyelashes, hoping to see some sign of weakening on his part. She did see his face, but there wasn't any change in his expression. Instead, Vincent looked like he could hardly wait for his turn to shove his cock into her voluptuous body.
"Mmmmmmm!" Alexis moaned, closing her eyes and concentrating on the jaw-stretching prick that filled her mouth.
She squirmed on her knees, bringing her face up and down to draw her hot, massaging lips over the sensitive ridge of the cockhead. Alexis had never sucked a cock so large in all her life, and she was finding it difficult to get the cock-pole into her mouth without scraping it with her teeth.
As she bobbed on his cock, Orson put his hand lightly on top of Alexis's head. He sighed contentedly, watching the beautiful, dark-haired woman's face gliding up and down on his cock-rod. He'd wanted to see his daughter-in-law sucking on his prick since her marriage to his son over twenty years earlier, and now he was finally getting the visual and physical treat that had eluded him for so many years.
Alexis moaned again, squirming on the floor, sitting on the backs of her heels as she sucked the magnificent cock.
Alexis's nipples were hard, throbbing with lust, making bumps in her dress as she pistoned her head and shoulders to gulp the awesome prick. She grabbed the cock with her right hand, wrapping her nervous fingers around the hot, hard shaft. She was stunned to discover that, with the cock in her fist, she couldn't touch her fingers to her thumb. Vincent had a big cock, but even his enormous prick couldn't match the awesome size of Orson's prick.
Each time she filled her mouth with the huge column of cockmeat, Alexis's passion mounted. The pussyjuice slickened the petals of her cunt, letting her know how desperately her pussy needed a cock to fill it. The twelve-inch prick that stretched her lips was throbbing in her mouth, making Alexis need cock more than she could ever remember. Even though she was wildly embarrassed about giving a blow-job with Vincent watching, Alexis's body was responding as it always did whenever there was the possi�bility of getting fucked.
"Mmmmmmmft!" she slurped, dragging her tongue over the broad underside of the cock-shaft. Her cheeks hollowed as she drew a firm suction on the prickpole.
Slicking, nibbling with her lips, Alexis brought her hand up and down on the cockshaft as she worked her oral magic on the prick. She fisted the cockshaft, amazed at how much meat there was for her to stroke while she continued using her lips and tongue on the cock shaft.
Though she was in her fifties, Alexis was still a stunningly attractive woman. She worked hard to maintain her exquisite figure, and even the children she'd given birth to hadn't taken their toll of her shape. Her eyes were dark brown, her hair jet black and quite wavy, usually piled loosely atop her head with silken strands fall�ing down her cheeks to highlight her features. She had full lips which were always red and glossy, shining invitingly, seemingly made for pleasing a man's cock.
"Deeper," Orson instructed. "Take my cock deeper."
With her eyes closed, Alexis could feel the older man's cock getting harder. She gulped the cock into her mouth until the tip of the prick was at the opening of her throat, and then could take no more. Alexis had often tried to fit Vincent's prick, which was nearly as large as Orson's, down her throat, but in the years they'd been married she had always failed.
The beautiful woman pulled up until only the very tip of Orson's cockhead was still separating her lips. She flicked her tongue across the slitted pisshole and tasted a pungent drop of pre-cum.
The jism was salty, harsh, pleasing to Alexis. She crooned lustily, forgetting that she was giving the blow-job only because Orson had forced her to.
"Deeper," Orson commanded.
Alexis rolled her head around, never taking her lips from the head of her father-in-law's cock. She tongued the pisshole, licking off the pre-cum the moment it oozed from the huge, heavily veined cockshaft.
"Deeper I said!"
Alexis pushed her face down, her jaws forced apart by the thickness of the mushroomed cockhead. She felt her tongue being flattened to the bottom of her mouth. Sucking on the prick, she caved her cheeks in, squeezing the sides of the cockshaft in the smooth, slick confines of her mouth.
"Ohhhhhh!" Orson sighed, swirling the woman's ebony tresses around. "Hell, Vincent, don't be a stranger. She's your wife. If you want to fuck her-go ahead and do it, damn it! I told you, things are going to be changing around here, and the changes are going to start happen�ing right now!"
Alexis listened to what her husband's father said and the words filled her with rage. To talk about her as though she were nothing more than a cheap piece of meat! Like some filthy street-walker selling her ass!
| It made Alexis livid to hear Orson's words, but she knew she was powerless against the men. All she wanted to do was get Orson's big nuts off and drink down his thick, creamy wad of cum then get the hell out of the room. She needed time to figure out what had happened to her once-lavish, carefree life.
She pounded harder on the prick, fighting down the urge to slide her left hand up under her dress to finger her juicy, seething pussy. Swirling her tongue against the pisshole, Alexis could taste Orson's pre-cum, which was coming out faster from his enormous cock.
Though Alexis tried to convince herself she was only interested in getting through with the whole ordeal, she couldn't ignore her burning, hungry cunt. The pussyjuice was making her panties stick wetly to her flaming cuntlips.
When she heard the sound of footsteps behind her, Alexis knew that Vincent was approaching. She couldn't believe that he would possibly want to fuck her while she sucked Orson off. He'd never want to shove his big dick into her cunt with his father watching him, and Alexis was convinced of it.
At least she was convinced until she felt him pulling her dress up, exposing the tightly stretched panties that highlighted the ripe curves of her asscheeks.
"Honey, you've still got the greatest ass around," Vincent said in hushed tones.
Alexis squeezed her eyes more tightly shut, wanting to block out everything she heard and felt. Holding the cockhead in her mouth, Alexis curled her tongue around the knob, showing it every bit of sensual skill she'd learned during her years of experience.
"Mmmmmmmmft!" the brunette slurped, bobbing her head and shoulders in short, jerky strokes to take her lips back and forth over the ridge of Orson's cockhead.
As Vincent unbuckled his belt and knelt behind his stunning wife, he couldn't take his eyes off her ass. The black, silky panties were stretched tight around her asscheeks, the panties so skimpy they barely covered up her ass. His eyes scanned up her back. He saw her ebony curls jiggling as she brought her face up and down on his father's prick. He'd watched her sucking his own cock countless times in the years they'd been married, but never had he seen her luscious, sucking lips wrapped around another man's cockpole.
"Fuck her ass if that's what you feel like," Orson said to his son.
Vincent was stunned. He had often thought about shoving his throbbing prick into Alexis's ass until she squirmed and writhed and he blew his nuts off. But the only time he ever really brought the idea up to her, she denied him vehemently and denied him sex for nearly a week.
As the cockhead pulsed against her tongue, Alexis listened carefully to what the two men were saying. She envisioned her husband's prick, huge and swollen with lust, standing out like a flag pole from his body, the pricktip bullet-shaped and spongy. She could see in her mind's eye the cockhead being placed against her tight, tiny, virgin asshole.
The thought sent a shiver up Alexis's spine. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to take Vincent's enormous prick into her ass. It would, no doubt, be impossible for him to even fit his prick into her virgin ass. Since she felt it was impossible for him to ass-fuck her, she relaxed a little.
And then another thought struck her, leav�ing her quivering from head to foot. What if one of her sons or daughters should see Orson's lights in the study and come in to investigate it? How on earth could Alexis explain to one of her children why she was sucking their grandfather's prick?
The sophisticated woman of the world could not think about that disquieting possibility any longer because she felt Vincent pulling her bikini panties down over the womanly curve of her hips.
He was going to fuck her!
Whatever initial inhibition Alexis had of fuck�ing and sucking at the same time quickly faded when she felt her silk panties being taken away from her seething, fiery cunt. Though she had never taken two cocks into her voluptuous body at the same time, she was waiting anxiously for this new thrill.
She sighed lustily, filling her hot, juicy mouth with Orson's gigantic cockpole. She dropped down on the rod as he sat in his chair, taking the huge prick between her lips until the cock-head slammed hard against her tonsils, nearly gagging her.
"Suck him, baby," Vincent said. "Show my father what kind of cock-sucker you really are."
Alexis fisted the shaft of Orson's monstrous prick, bringing her tiny hand back and forth over the shaft while her hot lips and slashing tongue worked their wonders on the cockhead and what little fraction of the cock's stem she could fit into her mouth.
As she sucked, Alexis's big, firm, high-riding tits sloshed on her chest, the nipples hard and distended with lust. She could try to tell the men that she was disgusted by the things they were making her do, but her body was telling them the truth by responding to everything that was happening.
When she felt Vincent tapping her hip, Alexis obediently raised her ass, exposing her black-furred pussy to him. His cock had been plow�ing into her cunt for many years, and she never failed to cum when he fucked her.
"Ohhhhhh!" Orson sighed, his gray-bearded face twisting into a scowl.
He was fighting hard to hold the spunk in his balls for as long as possible. Pleasure as intense as he was feeling from Alexis's sucking, knead�ing mouth should be prolonged, he decided.
She became a fucking machine, her entire body alive and tingling with excitement. Instead of merely bobbing up and down to take Orson's prick into her mouth, Alexis now began rock�ing back and forth, already putting her ass in motion for the expected invasion of her husband's throbbing, towering cockmeat.
"Do you want me to fuck you, baby?" Vincent asked teasingly, his cockhead gently touching the fiery, moist petals of Alexis's pussyhole. "Huh? Tell me."
Alexis hated Vincent for forcing her to voice that which he knew she wanted. But the fiery inferno of wanton desires that smoldered in her cunt could only be satisfied with his prick. If she needed to be fucked, she would have to give in to his demands.
Slowly, pulling her lips from Orson's cock-head, Alexis removed the cock from her mouth. She looked over her shoulder at her husband, so handsome and distinguished with his jet-black hair and gray temples.
"Yes, you bastard, I want you to fuck me." Her words came out cold as ice. "Go ahead, fill my cunt with your cock. You know I want it. You know how badly I need your cock. Only you can fuck me the way I really need to be fucked."
The hot-blooded mother turned her attention back to Orson's prick. It was standing out. Even though the gentleman had an enormous belly, his stomach was hard as a rock-just like his prick. She held the cock with both hands, one fist over the other, and marveled at the incredi�ble size of the prick. Trembling, Alexis kissed the cockhead, letting her tongue snake out from between her lips to graze against the clefted underside of the prick knob.
She felt Vincent putting pressure behind his cock, forcing it against her cuntlips. The rosy petals pushed inward at first, then parted, accepting the invasion of lust-hardened cockmeat.
"Ohhhhhh! You're a tight one," Vincent said, shoving his cockhead and several inches of his prickpole into his wife's hot cunt.
As she felt her hot, juicy cunthole being filled with Vincent's prick, a deep, soulful purr of primal ecstasy came from deep in Alexis's chest. She fucked her face down on Orson's prick, taking it into her mouth until the cockhead cut off her breathing.
With her mouth crammed fully with cock, Alexis pushed herself backward, impaling her hot cunt on Vincent's cock. The vibrant, red-hot prickshaft and huge cockhead shoved deep up her pussy, filling her completely.
"Uh!" Vincent grunted, his cock buried full-length in the hotly sucking woman's pussy.
As Alexis sucked and nibbled on Orson's prick, her dangling, diamond earrings jiggled, catching and reflecting light. She brought her hands up to her mouth, twisting her fists in opposite directions, jerking Orson off as she gave him a blow-job.
With his prickpole completely engulfed in the clutching, milking confines of Alexis's cunt, Vincent held her by the hips, pausing a moment to savor the delicious feelings her cunt gave his prick. Though he couldn't see her face from his position, he could imagine how sexy she looked. Unable to contain his excitement, Vincent pushed Alexis's dress higher up her back and began working his cock around in her tight pussyhole.
A whirlwind of emotions went through Alexis. She twitched and trembled as her body was jolted with shocking waves of raw passion. Each time Vincent's prick skewered her cunthole it rubbed slickly against her clit, sending electricity through her veins. She swirled her tongue around the fat, throbbing knob of Orson's prick and tasted the delicious essence of his spunk.
Pounding on the cockshaft furiously, Alexis was ravenous. She needed to feel Orson's mighty prickrod bucking and jerking between her lips, gushing spunk against the roof of her mouth and against her tongue. Nothing she had ever done could compare to the thrills she felt now. Sucking and fucking at the same time! It was wild!
"Mmmmmmmm!" Alexis moaned loudly, no longer making any attempt to hide the ecstasy she felt.
As she bobbed her face over the prick, her tits jiggled inside her dress, the nipples aching for attention. She wished Vincent would suck on them, like he always did whenever they fucked. But she realized that was impossible considering the position they were in.
Vincent looked down, seeing his wife's pale asscheeks spreading slightly to accommodate his prick. He saw the rim of his cockhead slide out from between her clasping cuntlips. His balls were aching with pent-up fuck-cream. Tossing his head back, he threw his hips at Alexis, bury�ing his prick to the hilt in her hot pussy.
"Fuck her, Vincent!" Orson urged, seeing the ecstasy on his son's face. "Fuck her ass, if that's what you really want to do."
Alexis didn't want her father-in-law to talk like that. Her husband's prick felt so heavenly sliding back and forth between her cuntlips, rubbing against her lust-hardened, sizzling clit, the last thing in the world Alexis wanted was for Vincent to take his steelish prickpole from her cunt.
"Mmmmmm! Ummmmmg!" Alexis slurped, dragging her tongue around the cockhead and chewing tenderly on the shaft with her painted, glistening lips.
The flavor of Orson's pre-cum filled her senses and she wished he would shoot his wad against her tongue. She wanted-needed-his entire load of fuck-cream washing down her throat as she felt Vincent's cock spewing rich jism in her pussy.
Alexis felt her stomach flipping over. The pleasure of getting fucked from behind while she sucked Orson's cock was too much for her to take. Her jaws ached from being forced so wide apart for so long. And still, despite this and her embarrassment and anger at the men, she came.
Hot, clear, slick waves of pussyjuice streamed from her cock-filled cunt. She made strange, high-pitched sounds, fighting to keep her teeth away from Orson's sensitive cockshaft. The sound of Vincent fucking her pussy filled the room and she convulsed in the throes of the hardest, most spine-tingling climax of her life.
"Ieeeaahhhhhh!" Vincent howled, feeling his wife's pussy contracting around his cockpole.
He thrust into her, sinking all nine inches of his prick into her cunt until his hips slammed against her tight, quivering asscheeks. His balls pulled up tight between his legs-then exploded.
Hot, molten waves of spunk shot from Vincent Richmond's balls, racing through the long tube of his cock before gushing from his flexing, reddish-hued cockhead. The spunk showered Alexis's pussyhole, gushing against her cuntwalls and splattering her womb.
Alexis was still convulsing from her own climax when she felt her cunt being flooded with Vincent's jism. Her ovaled lips tightened around Orson's cock and she felt the huge, apple-sized pricktip swelling against her tongue. A second later a huge streamer of spunk gushed from the mammoth cock knob, shooting against the back of her mouth, nearly choking her. She swallow�ed instinctively, tasting the sharp flavor of the old man's fuck-cream.
She rocked to and fro, pushing herself for�ward to take Orson's jetting cockpole deep into her mouth as spunk blasted against her pink, slithering tongue. Then she pushed herself back�ward, willingly impaling herself on her husband's fiery cock as he deluged her pussy-hole with his pungent eruptions of jism.
Alexis couldn't believe that a man of Orson's age could still hold so much fuck-cream in his balls. The eruptions seemed endless. Blast after blast of spunk was shot against her tongue. She swallowed furiously, afraid of losing even a single drop of the precious cream.
"Son of a bitch," Vincent sighed weakly, slumping over his wife's back as she continued to nurse on his father's prick. "That was the hottest fuck of our marriage, baby!"
When Vincent uncorked his prick from her sated cunt and moved away from her, Alexis quickly got to her feet. She pulled her panties back up around her hips. Her hair was some�what in disarray and her lipstick was gone, but the flash of raw sensuality and defiance was in Alexis's eyes, making her look sexy and dangerous.
"And so, my dear, you will remember every�thing you've been told tonight, won't you?" Orson said, tucking his rubbery, satisfied prick back into the pants of his immaculate, expen�sive three-piece suit. "Please don't disappoint us. You're not the type that should be impoverished."
Turning on her high-heeled shoe, Alexis strode quickly out of the study, leaving the men behind.
Her mind was spinning out of control. She knew she had a decision to make, probably the most important decision of her life. But before she was going to make that decision, she needed a brandy and a cigarette.
Things were changing at the Richmond mansion and Alexis wasn't sure if she was going to like them or not. The only thing that she was absolutely certain about was that she had very little say-so in the matter.
That's what bothered her most of all.
CHAPTER TWO
Penny awoke slowly, trying to remember if what had happened in the middle of the night had been a dream or reality. She blinked her eyes, getting the sleep out of them.
Slowly the memory of her mother's words came to her. It had been late when Alexis had awakened Penny. Alexis's face had been pale and she'd seemed shaken.
Fragments of her mother's worried words came back to Penny. She closed her eyes, concentrating on those fragments, not wanting to forget anything that might be significant.
"Orson is going to retire as president of Richmond Enterprises and he wants his son and grandson to run the business," Alexis had said. "The men will run the business-and we've got to keep them happy... no more expense accounts we can't justify until the men are happy... " The fragments began stringing together and Penny scanned her memory to come up with more bits of sentences.
"Give them something to look at... The men want nice women to look at... what difference does it make if they're your brothers or father, we're all family, after all... be good to the men... you've got a nice car, and you might not have things like that much longer... this applies to all the women in the Richmond family."
Penny kicked her feet over the edge of her bed. Had it really been true? Yes, of course it was. The fear in Alexis's eyes had been too intense for Penny to think that this was all some kind of crazy joke.
Penny nodded her head slowly as the bits and pieces of information took shape in her mind.
She had led a life of incredible wealth and she had never faced any responsibility. She had never had to justify her expenditures to anyone, and the endless money supply never failed her. But now. apparently, she was going to have a job, and that job was to make sure her brothers and father had everything they wanted so they could concentrate on business.
Penny, still sitting on the edge of her huge bed, looked at her reflection in the mirror on the walls. She was a gorgeous girl and she knew it. Her hair was strawberry blonde, and came down several inches beyond her shoulders in satiny waves. Though she had some of her mother's features, Penny's lips were fuller, her mouth slightly more narrow. Her light brown eyes didn't have the burning brilliance that Alexis's had, but then Penny had never had to prove her intelligence to anyone anyway.
Standing five-six, she had legs that tapered smoothly, skin of creamy complexion. Her body was a mouthwatering 37D-23-35 and Penny was happy as could be that her tits were even bigger than her mother's. The boys all seemed to ogle her tits whenever she wore something a little revealing and though Penny was still a virgin, she was only waiting for the right boy to come along.
On more than one occasion Penny had been called a flirt, and she admitted to enjoying showing off her body. There was something of an exhibitionist streak in the teenager, a streak that made it sometimes necessary for her to "accidentally" show a boy her panties, or "academically" get caught undressing in her room by one of her brothers.
Penny looked at her reflection again. Her eyes were shining mischievously. Alexis had said she was supposed to "look nice" and "give the men something to look at." Did that mean that she should dress fashionably or was she supposed to parade herself about in the nude? The question was a tantalizing one for the horny and frustrated teenager.
Standing, Penny grabbed her nightshirt and tugged it over her head. As she dropped her arms, releasing the nightshirt, she watched her tits jiggle from her chest. They were magnifi�cent tits, and she was fully aware of their charm on men. She'd even seen her horny grandfather glancing at her cleavage when he thought she didn't see him.
Penny wasn't sure what was expected of her, but she knew she had her grandfather wrapped around her little finger. She always got from him whatever she wanted. When she wanted a car and couldn't get her father to buy her one, she had cuddled up to Orson and the next day a shiny, new, bright red Mazda RX7 was waiting in the driveway!
From a chest-of-drawers Penny took out a clean pair of bikini panties. The garment had lace trim at the waistband and was so sheer a close inspection would show off her reddish cunt bush. Next she grabbed a lacy, pale green slip and pulled it over her head. The slip had spaghetti straps and came down low enough in front to show off the upper swells of her big, firm tits. The thin garment displayed the impish girl's astonishing body to even better advantage.
She would see Orson, Penny decided. Grand�father Orson would explain everything to her. The thought of being without her limitless expense account, without her new sports car, without all the other things in life she had become accustomed to, was unthinkable. But Orson would fix everything and then Penny Richmond wouldn't have a thing to worry about.
At least, that's what she thought.
* * *
It was Monday morning, August 1st, and Orson Richmond could see his plan already taking shape precisely as he had hoped. Penny, his lovely granddaughter, was sitting on the edge of his bed as he read the morning paper. She looked lovely and his monstrous prick was slow�ly but steadily growing beneath the blankets.
"Yes," Orson said, not looking at Penny, pretending to be studying his newspaper close�ly. "Anything, anytime. It's as simple as that. I want all the Richmond boys to run the family business and the women to make sure the men get everything they want. Do I make myself clear?"
Penny swallowed the dry lump in her throat, unable to believe her ears. Orson hadn't actually told her she had to fuck her brothers, but she knew that's what he expected of her.
"I'll see you later, Grandpa Orson," Penny said, her voice unsteady. "I've got to think this out."
"No!" Orson said sharply. "You don't leave until I tell you to. Come here and show me how much you respect me."
Penny didn't have to be given specific instruc�tions to know what was expected of her. Though she was frightened and nervous, she could feel the first signs of her horniness. Her cunt was tingling and pussyjuice was making her panties stick to her rosy petals.
She got to her feet and moved higher on the bed, then pulled the blankets down to Orson's feet. Standing, at his waist, she bent over, expos�ing the deliciously rounded, firm, trembling cheeks of her ass.
"Anything you want, Grandpa Orson," Penny whispered.
She reached inside the fly of his pajamas and found his prick. The fleshy pole wasn't hard yet and she had no trouble working it out the open�ing in the silk, monogrammed pajamas. The cock was awesome, breathtaking, but Penny, in her inexperience, did not realize that Orson's prick was double the size of most cocks.
She fisted the cockpole slowly, bringing her tiny hand from the root of the cock to the head, watching in awe as the pride pulsed in her hand, growing, becoming long, hard, thick. Penny's tits, unconfined, rolled on her chest, hanging down slightly in her bent-over position. The nipples were burning hot, making bumps in the sheer fabric of her slip.
Staring at the cock, Penny felt her pussy almost begging for stimulation. The horny redhead had fingered her pussyslit, rubbing her clit until she came, enough times to know what wild thrills her pussy could give her.
"Come here," Orson said softly, yet commandingly. "Get up on the bed. There's something I want to do to you."
Following his commands, she stepped up on the bed, then rose to a standing position, strad�dling his waist.
"Take your panties off," Orson said quietly.
Penny stood uncertainly on the bed, looking down at her grandfather as she hooked her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties. Seeing the excitement in Orson's eyes, Penny decided to play the moment for all it was worth.
She made something of an innocent-looking striptease for her grandfather, working the panties down her slender hips a fraction of an inch at a time. First a few curly strands of her red cunthair showed, and then, finally, she let him see her entire bush. Once her pink, glisten�ing cuntlips were exposed, Penny's courage began fading. She bent over quickly, dragging the bikinis down her legs, and stepped out of them.
"Truly magnificent," Orson said, looking up at his granddaughter's virgin cunt. "Now come here."
Penny, trembling from head to foot, looked down at Orson, not knowing what he wanted of her. Slowly, bending her knees, Penny brought her cunt closer to Orson's mouth.
He kept his upper body propped up with pillows. Staring at the girl's pink-lipped pussy, Orson pushed his hands up, sliding them around her hips and under her slip to feel the firm warmth of her asscheeks.
"I'm going to lick your cunt," the old man said quietly, huskily.
Penny began losing her balance so she grabbed the thick, wooden headboard. Squat�ting a little more, her heart thumping in her chest, she brought her virginal cunt to her grandfather's mouth.
His bristly beard tickled the insides of her thighs. Penny struggled briefly, trying to keep her cunt away from Orson's mouth. But his hands on her asscheeks forced her hips forward.
And then she felt his slick, slithering tongue probing between her cuntlips, sliding against her clit. Whatever fear or uncertainty she had initially felt vanished without a trace.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Orson sighed, tasting the sweetness of the girl's virgin pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!" Penny purred, letting her head roll back on her shoulders.
The tongue pushed deep into her cunt, gently prying apart the teenager's cuntlips. Penny couldn't believe the incredible feelings going through her body!
"Yesssss! Oh, yessssss!" Penny sighed, her thighs quivering as she remained crouched, keeping her cunt against Orson's searching, sucking mouth.
Nothing like this had ever happened to Penny. She'd made out with a couple boys in her car, letting them feel her tits through her blouse, and sometimes even letting them put their hand under her blouse to feel her tits through her bra. But even when her nipples were hard and itching for a hand to pinch and fondle them, she wouldn't let a boy touch her skin because, in her heart, Penny knew that once she actually got started, there was no way she'd be able to stop.
"Lick me," Penny whispered, running the tip of her tongue around her luscious, full lips, her own voice turning her on. "Ohhhhhhh! Lick my... " She hesitated, unable at first to complete the sentence.
"Say it. You know what to say," Orson commanded, his lips rubbing against the girl's pussy as he spoke.
"Lick my... cunt! Oh, yessss! Lick my cunt!"
Penny was pleased with the reward she was given for following Orson's orders. As soon as she finished speaking, the old man went to work. He lashed at her fiery clit, dragging his tongue from the bottom of her pussy up to the top. Once there, he whipped her clit with his tongue, lashing at the drooling nubbin to send blazing jolts of raw ecstasy crackling through the teenager's veins.
Penny threw her head forward, her chin on her chest. She looked down at Orson, feeling his beard tickling and scratching her trembling thighs as his tongue explored her cunt. She couldn't believe how fantastic it felt to have a tongue pushing between her cuntlips, driving into her body, tantalizing her throbbing clit until her mind whirled out of control.
As Penny trembled, her youthful pussyjuice oozing from her cunthole freely, she finally understood why so many boys she had dated had asked her to put her lips around their cock. She had always refused to give them blow-jobs, saying they were filthy and perverted for even asking her to do something that crude. But now she understood what a mouth could do because Orson's lips and tongue were making her so crazy she couldn't stand it, and if a tongue felt good in her pussy it must also feel good against a cock.
"Lick my cunt, Grandpa Orson," Penny begged, her shimmering, strawberry-blonde hair falling down the sides of her face.
Her tits were hobbling from her chest, confined inside the loose-fitting slip. She could feel Orson's fingers kneading the tautened cheeks of her ass as he forced her pussy to press harder against his sucking lips and probing tongue.
"Eat my pussy! Yesss! Eat my cunt, Grandpa Orson!"
Orson pushed Penny's hips toward his face, jutting his tongue as far out of his mouth as he could to stab it between her cuntlips. The taste of the young girl's passionate juices were just as sweet as he knew they'd be. It had been a long time since he'd licked a virgin's pussy.
Orson squeezed her firm ass, enjoying the muscle tone of the girl. Opening his eyes a little and tilting his head back, he looked up her body. Penny's big, high-riding tits were jiggling from her chest, hanging down slightly from gravity, the tit-tips hard and distended. It pleased Orson immensely to know that he could still turn a young girl on.
Penny felt the rising tide of her excitement, like a tidal wave, sweeping over her. She gritted her teeth, fighting off the climax as hard as she could-to no avail.
The muscles in her stomach tightened into one fierce, painful knot for a second. The pleasure was so intense, so monumental, Penny felt pain.
And then she released.
Her clit detonated, sending pussyjuice showering out of her body and washing over Orson's flicking, frisking tongue. The clear, slick girlcum spewed from her pussy, gushing over Orson's tongue and into his open mouth. The slurping sounds of his mouth working furiously on the girl's overheated pussy did not go unnoticed by Penny as she twisted and spasmed in the height of her ecstasy.
"Ohhhhhhh! Easy now!" Penny sighed, coming back down to earth as her climax subsided. "Tongue my clit a little easier, Grandpa Orson."
Penny was surprised at how the old man could work his lips and tongue on her pussy exactly the way she liked it. It was clear to her, even though she'd never been tongue-fucked before, that the portly, distinguished old man had spent more than his fair share of time with his face between a woman's thighs.
Penny felt light-headed after she finished spewing out her girlcum. Her clit became sensitive, tender, and she pulled her pussy away from Orson's mouth.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, little girl," Orson said, his twelve-inch cock resting against his thigh. "You're going to be broken in right!"
CHAPTER THREE
Penny sat on her haunches in bed, her eyes forever drifting to Orson's monstrous prick as it hung out through the fly of his silk pajamas. She couldn't believe he'd ever be able to push that huge, twelve-inch cock into her tight, virgin cunt. It was simply impossible.
She grabbed the cock, feeling its firmness and heat. The red-hot cockpole throbbed in her small, trembling hand. As she pumped on it, the warmth of Orson's prick seemed to go through her palm and straight to her tingling, well-licked clit.
"How do I do it?" Penny asked, her tone soft as a whisper, holding a mixture of fear and curiosity in it. "I mean, it's so big... and I've never taken one into me before."
"Straddle me," Orson commanded.
He helped Penny move so that she had her knees on either side of his wide hips. Since his belly was so large, Orson preferred being on the bottom. It gave him more maneuverability and allowed him to watch the woman he was fuck�ing shake and twist her ass while she impaled herself on his gigantic prick.
With her left hand, Penny pulled her slip up a little so that she could see her pink cuntlips. With her right, the frightened teenager grabbed the cockpole and raised it. The length of Orson's prick made it necessary for her to raise her ass even more and she got her feet beneath her to be at the right height.
"Now take it nice and easy," Orson in�structed. "Take your time. Don't be in any rush. You'll love fucking, little girl. You'll really love fucking."
Penny placed the apple-sized cockhead against the petals of her pussy. Her tits were hobbling on her chest, bouncing inside the slip as she breathed in short, ragged gulps. She lowered her hips and the cockhead pressed harder against the opening of her pussyhole.
"You're too big," Penny whispered, disap�pointment obvious in her tone. "I can't get it-" She was cut off when her cuntlips separated- being forced apart by the bullet-shaped head of Orson's cock. The girl lost her footing for a mo�ment, her bare feet slipping on the blankets. She dropped half a foot and the breath was ripped from her lungs.
Orson's prick shoved six inches into her pussy, spreading her cuntlips much wider apart that her finger ever had. Penny's eyes burst open wide, filled with pain and horror. She felt something tearing inside and tried to get her feet beneath her again to raise her succulent ass to get the horrid, invading cockmeat out of her tor�tured cunt.
In her haste, Penny again lost her footing. This time, however, she lost it completely. She dropped onto the cock. The fleshy prick lanc�ed into her virgin cunt, spreading the walls of her cunthole, driving past any resistance her body had.
Her cuntlips mashed against Orson's body, the tight curls of her red cunt hair pressed against Orson's cockbush. She put her hands on his chest, trying to raise her ass. He grabbed her hips, holding her fast, preventing her from do�ing anything but remaining against his crotch with his cockpole buried to the hilt in her fiery, agonized pussy.
"Stay here," Orson hissed angrily, refusing to allow Penny to take his cockrod from her cunt.
"You're tearing me apart!"
"No I'm not! Just wait, my precious little thing! It'll get easier."
Penny didn't believe her grandfather. It would never feel good to have his foot-long cock spreading her cuntlips and skewering her slender, girlish body. So when the pain began subsiding and suddenly she felt filled with cockmeat that gave her pleasure, she was more than a little stunned.
She raised her ass a couple inches, then drop�ped down again so that she rested on the old man's waist. True to his word, Penny discovered that it was a wonderful feeling to have motion inside her body. She raised her ass a second time, further than the first, and again dropped down on him.
She sighed, feeling the reddish-tinted cock-head slamming against her pussy. As she made contact with his body, her tits bounced on her chest, the tit-tips like pebbles that were made for eating.
Orson grabbed Penny's titties, digging his fingers deep into the luscious mounds of tit-flesh. The nipples became even longer, making sharp points in the pale-green slip.
The teenager pushed the fingers of both hands through her luxurious mane of strawberry-blonde hair. She raised her tresses, swilling in the delicious sensations going through her body. Orson's cock was stretching her cuntlips, the cockrod's broad upper surface pressing hard against her awakening clit. His fingers, hard and brutal yet wildly stimulating, bore deep into her sensitive tits, nearly bruising her tender flesh.
"Ahhhhhh! That's so nice," Penny whispered passionately, rolling her head around her shoulders, pressing her satiny hair against her cheeks. "It still hurts a little, but it also feels good! So wonderfully good!"
She started undulating her lean hips, bring�ing them up and down and rolling them in a cir�cular motion. Penny was experimenting, finding out what felt good and what did not. The cock stuffing her pussy so completely was giving her an overpowering sense of being filled with prickmeat. Having a foreign presence inside her body, driving up her juicy cunt, was giving the girl an entirely new perspective on pleasure.
Penny wiggled one shoulder and the spaghetti strap fell down to her elbow. She bounced hard on Orson's cock and that side of her slip fell down. One heavenly, hard-nippled tit burst into view and when Orson gasped in pleasure, Pen�ny suppressed the smile that tugged at the cor�ners of her mouth.
His fingers had gouged into her tit-flesh through the slip and they had felt good. Now, with his fingers tugging on her naked nipple, Penny discovered the thrills were wild and powerful, even stronger than before.
"Uh! Ohhhhhh! Uh!" she gasped, bouncing with increasing speed on the old man's prick.
Though a slight reminder of the pain she'd felt remained, all Penny was really conscious of now was the incredible, mind-boggling bliss of having a foot-long, fiery cockpole stabbing into her cunt and rubbing against her red, drooling clit.
"Fuck yourself, Penny," Orson said, releasing Penny's tit and watching it bouncing from her chest as she skewered her tight, luscious cunt on his prick. "Entertain yourself, my sweet lit�tle thing."
And that's exactly what the girl did. With her hands still entwined in her satiny hair, Penny bounced on her grandfather's body, taking his gigantic prickpole to the hilt in her pussy.
The young girl was the vision of youthful eroticism. She bounced up and down with ever-increasing speed, taking Orson's fiery cock to the deepest recesses of her cunt. Each time she dropped down, engulfing all twelve inches of his prickmeat, she twisted and churned her hips, rubbing her tingling clit hard against his prick and body.
Her mouth was partially opened. Penny breathed quickly, her heart pounding and rac�ing. One tit jiggled tautly, the areola a light-pink in color, round, the size of a silver dollar. The nipple was hard and distended, like the eraser of a pencil. The other tit rolled up and down, sloshing firmly inside the slip.
"Fuck meeee! Oh, Grandpa Orson, fuck meeee!" she purred, her voice soft and sultry.
Penny could feel a second climax ap�proaching. Though she often finger-fucked herself, she could never get herself off twice in a row. Now, enjoying the new thrills that fuck�ing and having her cunt licked could give her, she was discovering that she was multi-orgasmic.
"Give me your cock!" she hissed. "I want your cock in my cunt!"
Orson entwined his fingers behind his head, watching his granddaughter bouncing on his cockpole, a look of total indifference on his face. But his eyes were the window to his soul, and in Orson's steely gray eyes was the fire that burned in his balls. The young girl's cuntlips were massaging the entire length of his prick, from the broad, fat base to the flaring cockhead. He could feel the jism bubbling hot�ly inside them.
As Penny bounced, impaling herself, skewering her cunt with Orson's fiery prick, she was completely unaware of anything about him but his cock. When he touched her, grabbing a tit or running his hands up her naked thighs, she could feel his hands. But the pleasure and erotic stimulation she felt was a disjointed one. Only the cock shoving into her cunt, spreading her pussylips and slamming against her womb, was something she really was aware of.
"Ieeeaaahhhh!" the girl suddenly screamed.
Penny was delirious. Pussyjuice streamed out of her pussy as her cunt tightened around the cockpole. Her body seemed to be turning inside out. She had cum hard on Orson's mouth from his frisking, tantalizing tongue, but that was nothing compared to the way she came from the friction of his prick rubbing slickly against her throbbing red-hot, sizzling clit.
"Fuck meeeee!" Penny shouted.
She was still in the spasms of her second orgasm when Penny felt something hot and gooey shooting inside her cunt, flooding her tight pussyhole. Her grandfather was cumming, shooting his hot spunk in her cunt! Even though she had never known the feeling before, she knew what was happening, and that knowledge heightened her ecstasy.
Penny dropped down on the meaty cock, tak�ing it completely into her cunt until her tender pink pussylips were pressing firmly against Orson's crotch. Then she jerked her hips around, working the prick around inside her milking cunt while the last of Orson's spunk trickled from the head of his magnificent cock.
"Ohhhhhh!" Penny moaned, the sound slow�ly fading as her climax ended.
Later, when she was putting her panties back on, Penny looked at Orson. She still had one tit hanging out of her slip, the ripe, luscious orb full and creamy, the nipple no longer hard. She slipped the strap of the slip up to her shoulder.
"Will there be anything else, Grandpa Orson?" Penny asked, hoping she sounded obedient enough.
She had already decided the changes at the Richmond mansion weren't going to be nearly as bad as she had initially thought. In fact, she had been awake only a little more than an hour on the first day and already she had cum twice and gotten her hot pussy filled with a cock that took away her virginity.
Orson looked at the cute, kittenish girl stan�ding beside his bed. His brilliant mind clicked over a few options before he answered.
"Yes, there is something else," he said. "I want you to do something."
"What is that, sir?"
"You haven't given a blow-job yet, have you?"
"No, sir," Penny replied. "I've never done that."
"Okay. I didn't think you had. Therefore, what I want you to do is give a blow-job to the first Richmond male you see. No matter where you are, that's what I want you to do. No fool�ing around, no finding some excuse for not do�ing exactly what I tell you. Is that clear?"
Penny fluffed up her hair, trying to get it back into some semblance of arrangement before she returned to the hallway. What her grandfather had commanded of her was almost as frighten�ing as taking his prick into her cunt had been.
She nodded, sending her strawberry-blonde curls swirling sensuously around her face. "Yes, sir," she said. "I will do whatever you ask of me.
CHAPTER FOUR
Alexis awoke Monday morning and stared at the ceiling. Vincent, her handsome husband, lay beside her. The events of the previous evening came back to her with such clarity they both scared Alexis and aroused her. She remembered the incredible feeling of holding Orson's cockhead in her mouth while thick, creamy bolts of spunk shot against the roof of her mouth.
Alexis sighed softly and stretched her woman�ly, curvaceous body a little, remaining under the blankets. The memory of how Vincent had rais�ed her dress and shoved his big cock into her cunt was strong enough to send her clit tingling again. She hoped he was in the mood for a quickie before he left for work. One of the things Vincent had taught Alexis in their many years of marriage was the enjoyment of morn�ing sex.
Sometimes he just wanted a blow-job from her before he left for work, but other times he rolled on top of her body and threw his big cock into her cunt with incredible fury. She loved it when he reamed out her tight cunt with his cock, fucking her furiously until both of them came and she was fully satisfied. After that, no mat�ter what happened, she had a great day.
She was thinking about dipping under the blankets and sucking Vincent's cock. He really liked waking up with her supple lips wrapped around his prick. Then, just when she was about to suck him off as he slept, she saw his eyes flut�ter a couple times, then open up.
"Good morning, Vincent," she said softly, invitingly. "You were an animal last night. You know that, don't you?"
Vincent smiled at Alexis, warming her right down to her toes. "Yes, of course, I know that.
But you loved it, so don't try to deny that. I saw the way you sucked Orson's cock. You'd think he was your husband instead of me."
Alexis slipped closer to Vincent, pressing her full, naked tits against his side. "You really didn't mean all that about the women having to take care of the men so they can run the fami�ly businesses. You didn't, did you?"
Alexis was stunned when she saw the deter�mination in her husband's gray eyes. It was looking into his eyes she saw the resemblance between Vincent and Orson. Their eyes had the same kind of steelish, cold determination in - them.
"Yes," Vincent said finally, his eyes looked into Alexis's. "I meant every word I said. Damn it, Alexis, you've been spending money like it was going out of style and what have you done in return? Nothing! Nothing, that is, except teach your daughters to be exactly like you are." Alexis thought about how her husband could, at one minute, be so passionate and loving, and at the next seem so distant and cold. She knew that Vincent was right when he said she hadn't done anything but spend his money. And it was also true that she'd trained her daughters to be exactly like she was. But why did it all have to change so quickly?
"Pierce and Able are living on their own," Vincent continued, talking about his oldest sons. "Since I'm finally going to be the president of Richmond Enterprises with Orson's retirement, I want them as my vice presidents. And, also, I want them back under this roof."
Alexis couldn't believe it when Vincent roll�ed out of bed and walked to the shower off the bedroom. The act left Alexis know beyond any shadow of a doubt that she was to follow the rules as Vincent had commanded, and not for a second deny him anything.
* * *
"What should I wear today?" Alexis asked, trying to be the kind of woman that Vincent wanted.
She was standing in a lacy black bra, mat�ching bikini panties and thigh-high, black-patterned nylons. The tops of the nylons had black and red garters around them, holding the stockings to her thighs.
"You can pick it out for me, if you like, dar�ling."
Vincent looked at Alexis. Even though she was over fifty, she was still incredibly beautiful. Her stomach, thanks to daily exercising and plenty of sit-ups, was still firm.
"Things really are going to be changing around here, aren't they, dear?" Alexis asked quietly, the flickering doubt she felt showing in her eyes. "You are really going to take charge of the family once again."
"That's right," Vincent said menacingly. "I've let things slide too long already. That's all changing, and the change is starting today. You understand that, don't you?"
"Yes," Alexis replied obediently. "I under�stand. I understand completely."
Alexis was still wondering what to wear when Vincent opened the door to the bedroom and told her that she was to follow him to the front door and kiss him good-bye. Alexis protested at first, saying she wasn't appropriately dress�ed to be seen by one of the children. But she gave in when she saw the steely look of deter�mination on her husband's face.
The big-titted brunette followed Vincent down the hallway to the front door, hoping every step of the way that she wouldn't run into any of her children-especially not any of the boys. It just wouldn't be right to have a grown son seeing his mother in bra, panties and stockings.
"I don't understand why you're doing this to me," Alexis said, standing in front of Vin�cent at the front door. "You're going out of your way just to embarrass me and we both know it."
"No I'm not," Vincent said, his eyes scan�ning up and down Alexis's ripely curvaceous body. "I'm doing it to show you that you're not going to run me around any more. Now get down on your knees, take my cock out, and start sucking. And don't give me any com�plaints!"
Alexis was so shocked she couldn't even tell her husband how terrible she thought he was. But then his hand was on her naked, quivering shoulder, pushing down firmly, and before she knew it, she was on her knees, looking at his crotch, seeing his prick growing and stretching down the leg of his pants.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Alexis whispered, as much to herself as to Vincent. "I really can't believe this is happening to me!"
She tugged down his zipper, then opened his pants and pushed them down to his thick, muscular thighs. His cock sprang out, already having grown to its full size. It was dear to Alexis that her husband really got turned on by getting his cock sucked out where he might be seen by one of the children. | Alexis's big, brown eyes widened as she stared at her husband's thick, throbbing hunk of cockmeat. No matter how angry she was at him, the sight of his cock never failed to make her mouth and cunt water with anticipation. Trembling on her knees, her breathing quicken�ed. Her tits rose and fell, the nipples making sharp bumps in the lacy black bra.
"I just hope the children don't see this," the lusty woman sighed.
She sat on the backs of her heels, her back straight and her tits straining inside the bra. Alexis cupped Vincent's cum-churning nuts in her left hand, using her right to grab the meaty cock by the base. Before putting her lips to the cockknob, Alexis blew her warm breath over the sensitive flesh, feeling the prick throb and flex in response.
"Ohhhhh! That's nice, but we haven't got time for a teaser," Vincent said, hands on his hips as he watched Alexis intently. "Get to it, my dear. You've got a lot of cock-sucking to do before I can leave, and the sooner you get off the less likely it is the children will see us."
Alexis saw the reasoning in Vincent's state�ment, and went about sucking his cock with unrestrained enthusiasm, trying hard to forget where she was and how good the chances were she'd be seen by a Richmond child.
Gripping the root of Vincent's cock, Alexis buried the pricktip and much of the shaft in the warm, liquid-filled recesses of her mouth. She tightened her lips around the veined, ovaled cockshaft, rubbing the underside with her tongue.
"Mmmmmm!" she purred, flicking the tip of her slithering pink tongue against Vincent's pisshole.
She pistoned her face over the fat, fiery cockrod, sucking the cock into her mouth until the crown of Vincent's prick slammed hard against the opening of her throat. Alexis slap�ped at the cockhead and shaft with her tongue, squeezing the root firmly in her right hand while she gave a gentle, sensual massage to his balls with her other hand. She swanned her neck, let�ting her lips slide over the rim of the cockhead with just the right amount of friction.
"Soooo goooood," Vincent groaned, fighting against the urge to pump his hips. He wanted her to do all the work.
As she sucked cock, Alexis pushed her right heel in a little, rubbing the lust-inflamed, moist petals of her cunt against the heel of her foot. Her cunt felt like it was on fire and she wished she could get Vincent to fuck her.
As she sucked cock, dragging her hot lips back and forth over more than half of the throbbing length of his cockpole, her nipples ached for attention. On more than one occasion Vincent had shoved his prick between her tits until he shot his fuck-cream all over her, but Alexis knew she really didn't have big enough tits to make it a really good titty-fucking for him.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" she slurped, her cheeks hollowing to conform to the sides of Vin�cent's red-hot prick.
As she jerked her face over Vincent's cockpole, Alexis's dangling diamond earrings flashed back and forth, nearly touching her slender shoulders, throwing beams of early mor�ning sunlight in all directions.
Swirling her tongue around the head of Vin�cent's cock, Alexis tilted her head back to look up into his eyes. She saw him looking down at her, that familiar look of raw lust in his eyes that never failed to please her. Alexis took his cock out of her mouth with a popping sound.
"Can't we go into the bathroom to do this?" she asked.
Alexis was shocked at how quickly Vincent's mood changed from lust to anger. He was like a dictator whose rule had been questioned. Vin�cent exploded in rage, knocking Alexis onto her ass. She shrieked, her feet flying in the air.
"What's wrong? I'm sorry!" Alexis hissed, trying to keep her voice down. "Damn it, Vin�cent, what's wrong with you?"
Alexis was still trying to figure out what he meant when she was twisted onto her stomach I on the carpeted floor. She felt Vincent leap upon her, his breath hot against the back of her neck.
She felt him lowering her panties, past the succulent curves of her butt, exposing her asshole and pussy.
I "What's wrong? What are you doing?"
"Shut up! I told you not to give me any problems!"
She had been worried the night before that ] her big-cocked husband would ass-fuck her, as \ Orson had instructed. Then she had received a fantastic fucking instead, but this time Alexis knew she'd be taking Vincent's big pride into her asshole.
The spit-slickened cockhead pressed against Alexis's ass firmly, then slipped away. For the briefest moment Alexis thought she would be taking Vincent's cock into her cunt after all. But then, with her tits being bruised by the floor and Vincent huffing and grunting above her, she felt the cockhead on her asshole again. This time the bone-hard cock shoved at her.
"Ahhhhh! Awwwww!" Alexis whimpered, her face twisting into a mask of agonized pain as she felt fully half of her husband's monstrous column of cockmeat slicing into her asshole.
The cock was like a red-hot poker, slicing in�to her ass, pushing her ripe asscheeks apart. Alexis couldn't even fight against Vincent any more. Brilliant, blinding lights flashed in her head as she felt the cock pulling back until even the ridge of the prickcrown was out of her ass, then come lancing back at her, sinking full-length into her ass.
"Awwwww! You're so big! You're too big!" Alexis said through gritted teeth, fighting to keep from screaming.
As the cock began to slide up and down, fill�ing and then emptying her asshole, the pain started to lessen. Alexis still grimaced, though the pain she felt now was more a reminder of the initial pain of the cock's entry rather than what the cock was doing to her now.
"Ohhhhhh! I should have ass-fucked you a long time ago," Vincent hissed in Alexis's ear as he pounded her body with his own. "Yeah, doll, I should have been fucking you in the ass for years!"
Alexis let her entire body go limp, trying to make the brutal treatment she was receiving as pleasant as possible. What she discovered, to her complete amazement, was that Vincent's prick felt great as it shoved deep into her ass, driving her cunt against the carpeting.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Alexis gasped, the breath be�ing knocked from her lungs as Vincent heaved above her, throwing himself down upon her prone, voluptuous body.
Alexis began writhing on the floor, enjoying the pounding that her husband was giving her. Each time his hips came down, slamming against her half-moon asscheeks, her cunt was forced against the floor. The panties were tight; around her thighs, pulled down just far enough for Vincent to get to her asshole. She wished he had taken her panties off completely so she could spread her legs and take Vincent's prick even deeper into her ass.
"Ohhhhh! Goddamn, you've got a tight ass," Vincent sighed.
Alexis hated her husband for raping her I asshole, and she hated the crude way he was talking to her. But as much as she hated Vincent for what he was doing, she loved him for the way he was making her feel. Each magnifi�cent invasion of cockmeat into her asshole sent new waves of jolting pleasure rippling through her body. Alexis groaned.
With his chest against her back, Alexis's tits were being brutally mashed against the floor. She wished she'd had the time to take her bra off because the stiff lace straps were biting into the flesh of her shoulders.
"Ohhhhhh!" Vincent moaned, pulling his cock from her ass until he felt his cockhead slip out, then fucking down on Alexis again, ream�ing her ass full-length.
"Cum in me," Alexis urged, no longer able to disguise the thrills she was feeling. "Fill my ass with your hot cum, Vincent! Give me your precious jism!"
Alexis heard the hoarse, choking sound that Vincent emitted, then felt his cock expanding in her tight asshole. Hot, spewing jets of fuck-cream gushed from her husband's prick-knob, splashing up her asshole and filling her with jism.
"Yesssss!" Alexis screamed, no longer car�ing if a child was watching or not. "Give me your cum!"
Vincent couldn't remember a time when his climax had felt more powerful, more draining, more all-consuming. He roared like a lion, toss�ing his head up as he skewered his beautiful wife's asshole with his prick. His heavy balls slapped against her cuntlips as they bucked and jerked, releasing their pent-up load of cum.
"That should teach you not to argue with me," Vincent said as he stood and tucked his prick back into his pants and zipped up.
Alexis couldn't look at Vincent. She heard the door close and wondered what bad happened to her once care-free life. Her panties were stret�ching around her thighs, the pale moons of her asscheeks still smarting from the brutal treat�ment they had received.
Rising unsteadily to her feet, she headed for her bedroom.
As she walked, a sly smile played with her lips. She had often thought about taking Vin�cent's cock into her ass, but she had always backed out on doing it. This time she didn't have a choice in the matter, and in a roundabout way, she was thankful to Vincent for that.
CHAPTER FIVE
Penny quivered, struggling to contain her excitement as she peered around the corner. There, hardly more than thirty feet away, her beautiful, sophisticated mother was on her knees, sucking her father's prick.
It was the strangest-and most erotic-thing young Penny had ever witnessed in her life! She pressed herself against the wall, keeping as much of herself hidden as she could while still being able to watch what Alexis and Vincent were doing.
She studied her mother, watching everything the aristocratic brunette did as she brought her face back and forth over Vincent's rampaging cock. Penny had often seen her mother naked, but she'd never seen Alexis walking around the house dressed as she was now. Her big, creamy tits jiggled tautly inside the black lace bra, and her tapered, well-shaped legs were folded beneath her, sheathed in black, textured thigh-high stockings.
Penny watched in total awe as Vincent threw Alexis to the floor, pulled her panties down, and then began fucking his huge prick into her asshole. Penny saw the transformation in Alexis's face as the pain subsided, turning to raw, spine-tingling pleasure. She slipped a hand between her own slender thighs, tenderly touching her pussylips through her panties, remembering how wonderful it had felt to have her virginity taken away by her grandfather's huge prick.
As the butt-fucking continued, Penny increas�ed the pressure on her pussy, pushing her silky bikini panties against her clit and cuntlips to send tingles throughout her curvy body. She pressed her tits against the wall, remembering that Orson had commanded her to give a blow-job to the first man she saw. Obviously, Penny couldn't disturb her mother and father, so she'd have to find another Richmond male to give head to. And if Penny had been unsure of herself before, doubtful that she could actually drop to her knees and take a cock into her mouth, she was anything but doubtful now. She could hardly wait to find a cock to suck!
When Penny couldn't stand to watch her mother getting her ass filled with cockmeat any longer, when the visual stimulation was simply too much to bear, she turned away from the scene and strode determinedly down the hall, looking for cock.
The look on her brother's face pleased Pen�ny, because she knew he was wondering what the hell had happened to his little sister. Blaine's eyes went up and down Penny's body, linger�ing over her big tits and her mouth-watering cleavage, pausing a long time to stare at her shapely thighs.
"Good morning," Penny said, searching for her most sensual tone of voice. This was all very new to her, and she wasn't entirely certain of how she should act. "How are you today?" Blaine shrugged his shoulders, tightening the belt of his bathrobe. He looked into Penny's eyes, then at her full, moist lips. His prick was getting hard.
Penny shifted her weight from one bare foot to the other, searching for the courage to do what she needed to do. She breathed deeply, swelling her huge tits out until they strained against the pale-green slip.
They were standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Penny had found her brother as he was walking out, his body fresh from his mor�ning shower. He'd be nice and clean, thought the big-titted teenager as she looked at his wet hair, combed into place but hugging his skull.
"Take a step backward," Penny instructed.
When Blaine went into the bathroom, Penny followed him, then closed the door behind herself. She wasn't following her grandfather's instructions to the letter, and she felt a pang of guilt for it.
"Just stand there, okay?" she said.
When Blaine nodded his head, Penny push�ed him so he leaned against the counter of the sink. Then she grabbed the sash of his robe and pulled it loose. The robe parted, and Penny gasped when she saw her brother's cock, pale and half-hard, drooping out away from his body. His balls seemed very big-bigger than was proportional for his prick-and she wondered how much cum they'd give her.
She rubbed her tits against his naked chest, feeling the smooth material of her slip sliding over her aroused, lust-hardened nipples. She kissed the tip of Blaine's chin. Penny was five-six, four inches shorter than her brother. Her hand went to his prick, and she touched the cockrod with her fingertips briefly before grab�bing the prick in her fist.
"I want to do something to you," she whispered, her lips nuzzling Blaine's neck as she spoke. "Please don't be angry with me, if I don't do everything just right. This is the first time for me. Just let me sort of... experiment. Tell me everything you want and I'll do my best."
When Blaine nodded, Penny moved back, then bent forward at the waist. The slip pulled up as she bent over, exposing the delicious curves of her ass so snugly encased in the panties. She brought her face close to Blaine's cock, inhaling, smelling soap and manhood. Her mouth watered and she purred softly, like a kit�ten about to eat.
She stroked the prick, rubbing the cockpole, watching as the prick grew in her fist until it had stretched to seven thick inches of cockmeat. With her tits hanging down, pulled by gravity and ultra-sensitive from the lusty feelings that were going through her, Penny brought her lips to his pricktip and kissed the knob.
"Ohhhhh! That is nice," Blaine said softly.
Penny felt Blaine put his hand on her ass, feeling her ass through her panties. The contact of his hand against her flesh sent jolts of elec�tricity sizzling through her body. Her clit felt like it was a red-hot nubbin that would burn a hole in her panties unless it got caressed.
"Lick it," Blaine instructed as Penny con�tinued smacking her lips against the crown of his cockrod. "Lick the head, then down the shaft to my balls. Don't miss anything. After you finish that, I'll tell you what to do next."
Still standing in her bent-over position, Pen�ny stuck her pink tongue as far out of her mouth as she could. When her tongue caught the flavor of cockmeat for the first time, it surprised the teenager that she enjoyed the taste.
She licked around the conical head of her older brother's prick, tonguing the knob until it was wet with the juices of her mouth. Then, still holding the prick in her hand, she licked down the shaft, moving the prick so that she could lick all sides.
Confidence surged through Penny as she tongued her way down to her brother's fat, hairy balls. His prick was hard as an iron pole, much harder than Orson's prick had ever got�ten, and she knew he was really turned on by the blow-job she was giving him. Penny con�gratulated herself, happy that she could make her brother quiver with excitement.
When she reached his balls, Penny had to bend her knees to get beneath the cock. She settled to her knees on the floor, still at a right angle to Blaine, facing the door of the bathroom.
"Lick my balls, then suck on them."
Penny pushed the nuts around with her tongue, lapping at the drooping, nut-filled sac until it, like Blaine's prick, was slick with spit. She then opened her mouth wide and tucked one of the balls into her mouth.
"Ouch! Don't suck so hard," Blaine said.
Penny immediately lessened some of the suc�tion she'd put on his nut.
"That's better. My balls are much more tender than my cock. You can suck really hard on my cock and it'll feel great, but my balls just aren't that way."
Penny made a mental note of what Blaine had said. She wanted to be the best cock-sucker in the world!
The girl purred, surprised at herself. Even though she was twisted at an uncomfortable angle, with one shoulder much higher than the other as she squirmed to get her face beneath Blaine's prick and between his thighs, she was enjoying every second of giving her first blow-job.
After a while, Penny released the nut from her mouth, then took in the other one in. She sucked softly on the egg-shaped orb, rolling the ball around, pushing it with her tongue until it rubbed against the insides of both cheeks.
"Okay, that's fine," Blaine said, squeezing the counter top of the bathroom sink until his knuckles turned white.
He couldn't believe the cute strawberry-blonde was actually sucking on his balls. He'd suspected that Penny was a hot-blooded wench, but he never expected something like this to happen.
"Now start sucking on my cock-and make sure you use your tongue on it."
Penny finally moved so that she was kneel�ing directly in front of her older brother. His prick was at face level to her. She wondered briefly if she should take off her panties and slip, then decided against it.
"Your cock is so thick!" Penny whispered, staring at the youthful hunk of meat that sprouted from her brother's waist. Though Blaine's prick wasn't anywhere near the size of her grandfather's incredible prick, he still had a big piece of cockmeat between his legs.
"Don't talk so much. Suck it. Suck it."
Penny, being obedient, put her lips to the mushroomed head of her brother's prick, then began pushing her face forward. She let the cockhead separate her lips, pushing them apart until the rim of the cockknob passed between her glistening lips. She tongued the cleft at the bottom of the cockhead, then swirled her tongue in circles around the knob, exactly as Blaine had told her to.
"Mmmmmmm!" Penny crooned softly, en�joying the taste of Blaine's cock. She held just the cockhead in her mouth, gently kneading the shaft with her lips, working them in a chewing motion.
"Take my cock deeper into your mouth. Back and forth. Back and forth. That's the way to do it."
Part of her senses were concentrating on Blaine's voice and in monitoring the way his body reaction to her blow-job, and part of Pen�ny's senses were completely tuned into what she was doing. As she sucked cock, she could feel the pussyjuice making her cuntlips extremely wet. Orson had gushed a huge wad of fuck-cream in her pussy and she could feel that cum mingling in her pussy with her own pussyjuice.
She bobbed slowly, feeling the cockhead rub�bing against the roof of her mouth and the in�sides of her cheeks as she chewed on the suc�culent prickshaft. When the cockhead was against the opening of her throat, Penny stop�ped, not really sure what next was expected of her.
"All the way down," Blaine said. "You're supposed to take my cock all the way into your mouth, even if you have to take it down your throat."
Penny was thankful now that her brother's prick wasn't a foot-long in length. She was cer�tain she'd die if she ever got her throat cram�med with that much cockmeat. The spongy head of Blaine's prick pushed against the back of her mouth, then slid slowly, inch by inch, down her throat.
Penny did not know that it was supposed to be difficult to deep-throat a cock. It had been asked of her, so she did it. In her innocence, she could not know that she was a natural-born cock-sucker.
She chewed her way down the prickshaft un�til her nose was pressed into the tight, crinkly hair that grew above her brother's prick. Pen�ny could feel the boy's cum-laden balls against her chin. She pushed her face harder against Blaine's crotch, feeling his prick pulsing power�fully in her throat. The flaring cockhead made the girl's neck swell out as she deep-throated the cock.
"Ohhhhh! Yeessssss, Penny! That's bow you do it," Blaine hissed through gritted teeth, total�ly shocked that his sister was doing everything he asked of her.
He wondered if she truly had never sucked a cock before, or if that was just a story she'd told him for effect. She certainly didn't suck cock like a virgin blow-job artist.
When Penny finally needed air, she pulled back, uncorking the trig prick from her throat. She bobbed back and forth quickly, slashing at the pisshole with her tongue as her lips flicked to and fro over the cockhead's rim. When Pen�ny tasted something salty ooze from her brother's pisshole, she wondered if he had cum. then she decided Blaine's big, hairy balls would certainly give her more spunk than just the single drop of nectar that had trickled from his cock's crown.
"All the way down again," Blaine instructed.
Dutifully, Penny took her right hand away from the shaft of his prick and gulped all seven inches of his prick into her mouth and throat again, not stopping her forward push until her lips were encircling the very base of Blaine's prick. The fat, throbbing cock ovaled and stret�ched her lips, cramming her tongue to the bot�tom of her mouth, and Penny was quite pleas�ed with the way sucking cock made her feel.
"Mmmmmft!" the girl purred, the sound coming from her chest muffled because her throat was filled with hard, fiery cockmeat.
She released the prick from her throat again, returning to the cockhead to tongue the pisshole. That salty cream was trickling more freely from Blaine's cockhead now and Penny licked off every drop the moment she had the chance.
"It won't be long now," Blaine said, pushing a lock of wavy, strawberry-blonde hair away from Penny's eye so she could watch his cock sinking into her beautiful face.
Penny impaled her cute face on the red-hot prick once more, feeling the huge cockhead strike the back of her mouth before gouging a path down her throat. Penny held her brother's cock completely in her mouth, wondering what she was supposed to do when he came. Was she supposed to have his cock down her throat when he shot his fuck-cream out? Or was she suppos�ed to hold the prickknob against her tongue as his fuck-cream shot from the flaring, reddish-tinted knob?
Blaine looked down and saw the swirling, satiny mass of strawberry-blonde hair fluttering about at his waist. He groaned, fighting to hold the spunk in his balls just a little while longer. When Penny brought her face back, taking his cock from her throat, he saw the way her pink lips were pulled outward, keeping a firm seal around the broad, veined shaft of his prick. He saw the way her cheeks sank inward to squeeze his prick.
"I'm going to cum on your face," Blaine said, hoping Penny would follow his wishes as closely as she had done previously. "When I cum, I want to shoot on your face and tits."
It seemed a strange request for Penny, but she had thoroughly enjoyed everything that had been asked of her so far, so she wasn't going to deny anything that was asked of her now.
Tilting her head back but keeping the knob of Blaine's prick in her mouth, Penny looked into her brother's face. She nodded her head in an affirmative motion and winked at him, let�ting Blaine know she'd do anything asked of her.
"Are you ready?" Blaine asked, his balls aching to jet out their wad of fuck-cream.
When Penny winked at Blaine again, the young girl saw his eyes change. Suddenly, right before her eyes, she saw his pupils dilate. Instinctively she took her mouth off his cock and Blaine grabbed his sizzling, spitty prick-shaft.
Penny stared in amazement at the cockhead as Blaine whacked furiously on his prick. She watched the cockhead expanding in size, becom�ing even larger as her brother's fist traveled from the base of the cock to the rim of the pricktip.
The girl was still looking at the slit in Blaine's crown when a stream of spunk shot out. Penny's face was just a couple inches from the cockhead, and the jism sailed that distance in a split second.
"Ah!" Penny gasped as spunk, thick and white, splattered on her forehead, just above her left eye.
The girl threw her head back as spunk lanced down over her eyelid, sticking to her lashes and cheekbone. She had taken a load of fuck-cream from Orson in her cunt, but had never seen spunk. The sight of it now shocked her, but didn't offend her.
Her head was thrown back on her shoulders as a second mighty eruption of jism gushed from Blaine's cockhead. This time the cum shot straight between her slightly parted lips, strik�ing the roof of her mouth. Penny felt the cum on her lips, tasted it against her tongue. As she swallowed the blobs of fuck-cream, a third eruption shot from Blaine's overheated balls, sending a gooey river of cream shooting against her neck.
"Awwwwwww!" Blaine groaned, pounding hard and fast on his prick as he watched the liquid explosions of cum gush from his mush�roomed pricktip to strike his gorgeous little sister's face and body.
As his cum subsided, the eruptions of spunk became less forceful. A jet of cream hit Penny on the breast-bone, right between her tits. The cum trickled down the teenager's body, follow�ing the valley of her tits to slide under her slip. Two last spurts barely shot from Blaine's cock�head, one bullet of cum hitting Penny's right tit, staining the sheer lace of her garment and the other dropping down onto the flesh of her thigh.
"Now suck it clean," Blaine said, his voice tremulous and weak. "Lick my cock clean."
Peony was stunned at what had just happened to her. It was as though she was only semi�conscious. Because the jism was dangling from her eyelash to her cheekbone, the pungent white fluid didn't get directly in her eye. She rolled her tongue around the inside of her mouth, then around her lips, getting off the droplets of spunk that were there.
The smell, so strong and manly, registered in her brain. Penny could feel cum dangling from her chin, then dropping off to land on her thigh. White, gooey streams of fuck-cream trickled down the front of her voluptuous body, sliding between her magnificent tits.
She licked the spermy head of her brother's cock, enjoying the strong, heady taste of his cum. Then she opened her lips wide and gulped his cockrod into her mouth and throat.
CHAPTER SIX
As Alexis walked past the bathroom door, she heard Blaine moaning softly. She stopped a moment and put her ear to the door. From the sound of things, Alexis mused, Blaine was in there jerking off, as young boys often do. She wanted to open the door and help him at his task, but that might embarrass Blaine, and Alexis certainly didn't want to do that. Besides, she was still only wearing undergarments, and she didn't want to saunter around the house so inappropriately attired.
* * *
It was nearly four o'clock and Alexis still hadn't gotten dressed. She didn't have the courage to openly deny Vincent's orders to give the Richmond men something to look at, and she didn't have the courage to walk around the house with her body exposed for her sons and father-in-law to look at. So she stayed in her bedroom, feeling the pleasant tingling in her ass that constantly reminded her of how wonder�fully demanding Vincent had been that morning as he forced his big cock full-length up her once-virgin backside.
Alexis pulled her black stockings higher up her thighs, then crossed her legs at the knee as she sat on the edge of her huge water bed. She took a cigarette from the pack on the nightstand and lit it, dragging the smoke deep into her lungs.
When she heard the soft knock on the door, Alexis reclined on the bed, propping her head and shoulders up with a mound of fluffy down pillows. She raised one knee, not minding that her stiletto-heeled shoes were on the bedspread.
"Come in," she said quietly.
Marcus, Alexis's youngest son, stepped into the bedroom. He was a handsome boy, wonder�fully built and good-natured. He was dressed in his usual attire of sporty clothes.
When Marcus first caught sight of Alexis, he froze in his tracks. He'd never seen her look so positively ravishing in his life. Marcus, charm�ing and boyishly handsome, had more than his fair share of girls who would readily spread their legs and fuck him, or drop to their knees and suck his cock, so he certainly wasn't a virgin by any means. But when he took one look at his beautiful, dark-eyed, big-titted mother on that big waterbed, wearing clothes that only a porno actress should wear, he knew he'd never seen a more cock-hardening sight in his life.
"S-Should I come back later?" Marcus asked, his eyes dancing from his own shifting feet to his mother's exquisite body. "I just wanted to see if you were all right. You haven't been out of your bedroom all day."
The hours that had passed since Alexis had her asshole reamed out with Vincent's rock-hard prick had only served to make her cunt all the more hungry. She needed a cock fucking into her cunt, spreading her pussylips and rubbing slickly against her clit. She also needed a little reassurance that she was still sexy to a young stud.
"Come closer to me, Marcus. Stand near the bed." When Marcus had moved the way she instructed, he was within an arm's length of her. "That's better."
She smiled at her son, shifting her position a little so that he could see all of her body.
"I like it that you're concerned about your mother. You're a good son and you deserve a reward."
"Reward?"
"Yes, my dear boy, a reward. What would you like from me?" Alexis said the words suggestively, and she knew that Marcus had caught her hidden meaning. "Go ahead, Marcus. Don't be afraid to say what's on your mind. Whatever is said or done in this bedroom will go no further than these walls."
Marcus didn't want his cock to get hard, not in front of his mother. It was humiliating to spring a hard-on in front of her, but with her body spread out on the waterbed so invitingly, with her tits rising and falling and her milky, tight cleavage seemingly begging for him to kiss, he just couldn't help himself. His eyes trailed down her voluptuous body, scanning over her flat stomach to her panties. He could see the puffiness where her cunt bush sprouted. There was a brief area of flesh at the top of Alexis's thighs that showed, then her stocking tops encircled her legs. The tops of the stockings were lacy, with garters over them to keep the stockings up. "Are you sure?"
"Don't question your own mother, dear. It isn't polite. Now what would you like from me as a reward for your selfless concern?"
Alexis waited, watching Marcus become more nervous by the second. He clearly wanted her to fuck him, that much Alexis was certain of. The boy's hungry eyes kept traveling up and down her curvaceous, womanly body, then looking straight into her eyes, trying to see exactly what it was she was thinking.
After nearly a minute had passed, Alexis lost her patience. She was horny, and though she appreciated her son's obvious concern to not go too far with her, she also needed his young, hard cock.
"Marcus, I want you to do exactly as I say." She waited until he nodded his head. "Now then, do exactly what you want to do, whatever it is. I'm your reward, dear boy. You needn't be bashful."
Alexis's eyes were seemingly glued to her son's crotch as he lowered his pants and brought out his big, pulsating prick. He wasn't hung like his father but his eight-inch cock was still considerably larger than what most boys his own age had.
"Oh, dear, you do have a nice cock," Alexis said, staring at the prick that jutted from Marcus's lean loins.
Marcus couldn't tell if Alexis was simply letting him use her body as something he could look at while he jerked off, or if he could actually sink his prick into her mouth and cunt. He decided to take it slow and easy. Marcus had seduced enough young, frightened girls to know how to take it slow and easy-and as a result, get exactly what he wanted.
Alexis closed her eyes, letting her body just feel what was happening to her. She had given her father-in-law a blow-job until he shot his wad down her throat, and that had been a strangely erotic and satisfying experience. Now she was openly seducing her own son. So much had changed in the past day it was mind-boggling. But Alexis would not have gone back to her old ways for a second.
She felt Marcus put his hand on her right tit, squeezing the luscious mound tenderly through the bra. His hand moved slowly, sliding over the frilly bra to the other cup, sending itching tingles all through the woman's sizzling body.
"That feels very nice, Marcus," Alexis purred.
As Marcus felt his mother's tits, he stroked his prick, running his hand from the base to the knob. When a drop of pre-cum oozed from the pisshole, he smeared the fluid around the cock knob.
So beautiful, thought Marcus as he looked at his mother's face, her eyes closed and her moist, glistening lips shining with a fresh coat of gloss. Through her bra he could see her areolas, a rich, chocolate brown in color, capped by hard nipples he could feel through her bra. Below that, he could see the darkness of her cuntmound. He looked a little more intently at Alexis's bikinis.
He could feel the spunk simmering in his nuts. Though he had plenty of experience with girls his own age, Marcus knew he couldn't hold back his spunk for very long. Alexis was simply too erotic.
Curling his fingers inside one cup of Alexis's bra, he tugged on the material and the tit popped into view. Bending down, Marcus sucked the nipple and much of the areola into his mouth, pounding harder and faster on his quickly overheating cock.
The feminine flesh tasted better than anything Marcus had ever known. He couldn't say why sucking on his own mother's tit-tip was so fantastically erotic, he only knew that it was. and that the pleasure he was feeling was far too intense for him to hold the spunk in his balls.
Alexis sighed, feeling the boy's teeth sinking gently into her tender flesh, electrifying her skin, making her tingle all over. She put her foot down, lowering her knee, spreading her legs so that should Marcus want to get to her cunt, he could easily and swiftly.
Marcus released his cock. He knew that if he kept stroking on it, he'd shoot his wad in another couple seconds. As he sucked on the one exposed nipple, he put his hand on Alexis's stomach, feeling her sucking in air as she, too, struggled to remain calm.
"Bite my nipple," Alexis purred, bunching the blankets up in her fists.
She tried to remain as motionless as possible on the waterbed, keeping her hand at her sides and giving Marcus free rein on what he wanted to do. But it was extremely difficult, especially with her clit throbbing lustily and her cuntlips longing for the feeling of a cock forcing them apart.
Marcus did exactly as instructed, nibbling on I his mother's lust-inflamed nipples, biting them when he wanted to until he knew she felt pain, then soothing the mild pain with gentle caresses of his tongue.
As he sucked and chewed on her tit-tip, his right hand moved lower until he felt the slender I waistband of her black bikinis. Slowly, keep�ing her nipple between his teeth, Marcus allowed his fingers to slide under her panties.
Alexis trembled, her lips quivering as she felt the boy's hand sliding inside her panties. He was mouthing her nipple exactly the way she liked \ her tits to be sucked on, and she could tell that he wasn't completely inexperienced in the art ? of fucking. No boy could pick up all the things the way he was without having some previous experience, decided the lusty woman as she felt her passion building.
First Marcus's fingers came in contact with his mother's plush, triangular patch of cunthair that surrounded her cunthole. Once again, he waited, mentally judging whether she was going to stop him or not. His prick felt so hard he was certain it would burst at any moment. He removed the bud of Alexis's tit from his mouth and boldly pushed his hand lower, his palm moving under the bikinis.
The moistness of his mother's snatch told Marcus that she was turned-on. He shoved his middle finger between the hot, juicy cuntlips, fingering her until his palm was up tight to her crotch and his finger was completely buried in her body.
"Oh!" Alexis gasped at the sudden and un�expected invasion.
Marcus tossed his head up, his teeth clamped together, his eyes like saucers as he stared down at his mother. His fingers bore into the plush-ness of her left tit, the fingers like steel claws digging deep into the luscious melon until Alexis squirmed on the bed.
It had been a long time since Alexis had seen such a thing happen. Her hands still at her sides, feeling a finger shoving furiously in her cunt and fingers tightening like a vise around her tit, Alexis watched her son's prick suddenly expand, jump up and down, and then spit out blasts of creamy, white, young spunk.
"Ieeeaahhhhhh!" Marcus howled, unable to stop his climax.
Alexis watched, thoroughly fascinated, as rivers of milky jism sailed from Marcus's jerk�ing cockhead. The spunk flew through the air, raining down upon her. The cum splattered across her stomach, staining the bedspread on both sides of her. Spunk drooled in Alexis's dimpled navel. Because Marcus's knees were shaking so hard, his hips twisted a little and a fountain of cum hit Alexis's far thigh, running a creamy line across her panties to the point of her opposite hipbone.
As Marcus came, his hot spunk blasting from his fat, taut cockhead like lava from a volcano, she was reminded of how much jism a teenager had. She stared, her tit aching from Marcus's bruising fingers, as the cock continued jetting out pungent fuck-cream. Alexis raised her head a little off the pillows, looking past her quiver�ing tits to her stomach. The criss-crossing lines of spunk went from one side to the other.
Alexis promptly bolted to a sitting position, twisting her upper body around. She sucked her son's cock into her mouth, tasting his sweet jism as she chewed tenderly on his cock.
"I've never cum that quickly before in my life," Marcus said apologetically, watching his mother's ruby red lips traveling back and forth over his softening prick. "I just don't know what happened. You were just too beautiful, I guess."
The cock-hungry wench let her son's prick pop out of her mouth. She smiled at him, shaking her head slowly, reassuringly.
"Don't you worry about a thing, Marcus. I thought it was very sweet." Alexis kissed the boy's thigh, her eyes drifting down briefly to see that his prick was already becoming soft. "There'll be another time, and then you can start up where you ended today."
"You wouldn't mind... even if I wanted to fuck you?"
Alexis smiled. "Of course not, my precious darling. You can fuck me any time you want."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Alexis wiped the last of the spunk from her stomach with a piece of tissue, then tossed the tissue into the waste basket. She walked to the large bay windows of her bedroom which over�looked the vast, green lawn of the Richmond estate.
Her cunt was still needy, still hungry for cock. So far that day she had sucked Vincent's prick while he stood near the front door, then had her ass filled with his big prick. Then, later, she had bad her cunt filled with her son's finger. Though getting finger-fucked by Marcus had been nice and stimulating, it certainly had not been en�tirely satisfying.
"Oh, what am I going to do?" Alexis asked, her face nearly touching the glass as she looked out.
She still hadn't put any more clothes on. Mar�cus had left the bedroom less than ten minutes earlier. Though Alexis had found it something of an ego-stroke to see how her young and sexy son could be driven to such heights of ecstasy simply by looking at her body and touching it, she still was restless.
She felt the aching need in the pit of her stomach as well as in her cunt. It was only when a big cock, was shoving hard and deep into her cunt, when she could feel it practically burying up her belly, that Alexis could really feel like she had been fucked.
"I've got to get fucked!" Alexis whispered to herself.
* * *
Blaine had always been the quiet, brooding type. As a child he had been that way and he was that as a teenager. But when he pulled his car to a stop in the long driveway and looked at the facing of his house, he froze. The curtains were open in his parent's bedroom, which was unusual. When Blaine stopped and took a second look at the window, he was quiet, as usual-but he was anything but brooding.
Blaine's jaw dropped open and he couldn't believe his eyes. This had been the craziest day in the world for the ever-horny teenager, and it seemed to be getting even more crazy all the time. First Penny, out of the blue, had literally begged for him to let her suck his cock. Now his mother-his sophisticated, elegant mother-was standing in the window of her bedroom, wearing undergarments and nothing else!
"Holy shit!" Blaine mumbled.
He couldn't tell if Alexis was watching him or not, or if she could tell that he was looking at her. She seemed almost in a trance, standing there at the window all alone, looking out into the distance.
Blaine took several steps to the left, then dropped quickly to one knee, hiding himself behind his car. He had never seen his mother looking so attractive, so utterly fuckable. His mind was in a whirl.
Looking at his mother, the lust-hunger he felt showing clearly on his face, Blaine knew he had to shove his cock into her body. He simply had to! After his little sister had given him such a magnificent blow-job, he felt certain Alexis would be even hotter, even more satisfying.
* * *
When the door to her bedroom opened, then closed, Alexis did need to turn away from the window to know who it was. She had watched her son gawking at her. Even from the distance that separated her bedroom window from the garage, she could see the burning, raging lust that soared in Blaine's soul.
"I've been expecting you," she said, simple acceptance in her tone.
Blaine was stunned at his mother's words and tone. Fucking her, he decided, was going to be easier than he had first anticipated.
Looking at her from behind, his eyes drank in the sweeping, womanly curves of her hips and the way her nicely rounded asscheeks stretched her panties tight around her flesh. When she turned slightly to the side, he looked at her profile and his prick, which was half-hard and already straining to get out of his pants, reared and flexed with wanton life. Alexis' tits swell�ed out from her body, the creamy upper halves of the globes billowing out the tops of the bra black cups.
"You look like a tramp." the boy said without venom. "I like it."
Alexis's painted lips curled into a sultry smile and she turned, giving him the full impact of her body's charms. She raised one knee slight�ly and pulled her stocking up, then readjusted the garter around it.
"I thought you'd like it," she said slowly.
She brought her hands up her sides slowly, teasingly. Her long, painted fingernails were a bright red color, matching her lipstick.
"Take it off."
"Of course," Alexis answered.
She reached behind her back, searching with her hands for the clasp of the bra. The move caused her tits to swell out even more, the magnificent tits nearly toppling out of the strain�ing cups. Then she unhooked the clasp of the bra and the lacy material nearly gave an audi�ble sigh as her sensitive globes of tit-flesh were freed from the garment.
Alexis let the bra slide down her hands, then fall to the floor. She gave her shoulders and almost imperceptible shake that sent her tits swaying from side to side on her chest. The areolas were chocolate brown, looking like candy, and the nipples were hard and tender, ready for Blaine's mouth.
"More?" she asked, knowing the answer before she asked the question. When Blaine nodded his head, Alexis chuckled and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. "Somehow I knew you'd want everything."
Alexis worked the panties past the curve of her hips and down to her ankles. She stood up again, her feet together with the panties wrap�ped around her ankles, hiding her cunt bush with both hands. She smiled at the boy, then let him look at her triangular cuntal mound with the pink-lipped opening of her cunt.
"Are you going to fuck really hard?" Alexis asked as she stepped out of the panties, keep�ing her stockings and the stiletto-heeled shoes on. "You're really going to throw me a piece of meat, aren't you, my Son?"
"Yes," Blaine said, trying to sound cool. | "What about eating my cunt? Do you like eating pussy? Your father does. Vincent lick!
my clit all the time and it makes me feel sooooo good!"
Alexis felt giddy, like she was drunk or something. It seemed positively lewd to be standing in front of her own son with her tits hanging out and her cunt staring him in the face.
She shook her shoulders again, letting her tits swing about some before cupping them in her hands. Her one tit still smarted from the cruel way Marcus had grabbed it.
"Fuck me now, Blaine. I haven't got time to mess around. You don't have to romance me- Just give me your cock... that's all I ask."
The boy had more cool than Alexis had given him credit for. Blaine crossed the distance separating them, then took Alexis by the arms and moved her over so that she sat on the edge of the waterbed. Then, stepping back some so she could look at all of him, he undressed slow�ly, revealing first his muscular chest and upper body, then his powerful thighs, and finally his cock. By the time he had finished his striptease, Alexis's cunt was dripping.
"Ohhhhh! Goddamn you, Blaine, you've teased me long enough. Fuck me now!"
Alexis moved to the middle of the bed, spreading her arms. She raised her knees and separated them to give her son a good view of her pink-lipped, juicy pussy.
Blaine leaped onto the bed. spinning around quickly, his knees on either side of her head with his big, throbbing cock pointing straight down at her mouth. He wrapped his arms around her stocking-clad thighs and inhaled, catching the aroma of her sweet, hot cunt.
"Lick me, goddamn you! Lick m-" Alexis said, then was silenced with the big cock came charging down, smashing against her lips and forcing them apart.
As the boy's cockpole bore into her face, forcing her jaws apart, Alexis felt Blaine's tongue shoving deep into her cunt, spreading her pussy lips. Alexis wrapped her arms around her son's waist, her head nestled into a fluffy pillow as the cock shoved deeper in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" Blaine moaned, using his fingertips to spread the cuntlips. He thrust hit tongue into his mother's pussy, hungrily lapping up her rich, oily girl-cum as it oozed out.
Alexis shivered, clamping her thighs together around his head, holding him so that he couldn't take his mouth away from her seething cunt. She opened her mouth as wide as possible, fighting for air around the broad shaft of his prick. The fat, conical crown of Blaine's cockpole was at the back of her throat, nearly pushing into her throat.
"Ummmgg!" she groaned, sucking on the in�vading cock.
Blaine pumped his hips, bringing his cockpole back and forth between his mother's massag�ing, cock-hardening lips as he tongued furious�ly at her pussy. He stabbed at her cunt with his stiffened tongue, occasionally slapping her hard, little clit. As he ate avidly of her cunt, he shoved a finger into her pussy, burying the digit into her receptive body until his palm slapped against her trembling asscheeks.
Alexis was pinned to the bed, her mouth filled with cockmeat. She swirled her tongue around the head of Blaine's cock rod, tantalizing the prick and licking off the pungent drop of pre-cum. Her fingernails clawed at his taut, flexing asscheeks.
Each time Blaine's tongue whipped her clit, Alexis felt her excitement rising. She had become so turned-on by watching Marcus cum and by feeling his gooey spunk landing on her skin, that she was dangerously closely to cumming already. As she squirmed on the bed, her mouth getting fucked in long, harsh strokes, she felt her milky tits being crushed by Blaine's hard body, her nipples being scraped by his hot flesh to send tingles rippling through her veins.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmmgg!" Alexis groaned as the pricktip slammed hard against the back of her mouth.
Alexis knew that she was in a nearly indefen�sible position, on her back with her head trapped between Blaine's knees. She was count�ing on him not to force his hugely swollen, rock-hard cockpole down her throat.
Though Alexis loved sucking on her son's prick, and though she felt her own climax fast approaching from Blaine's tongue shoving in�to her pussy, giving and getting head wasn't what she needed most. What the horny brunette with the womanly shape needed most was to feel a hard, throbbing, red-hot piece of cockmeat shoving like a jack-hammer into her cunt, forc�ing her pussylips apart and slamming into her. She needed Blaine's cock-and his cum-in her cunt.
Just when Alexis was certain she was going to spew out her pussyjuice, Blaine removed his tongue from her cunt and rolled away from her, getting off her body.
"Wait! You can't stop!" Alexis gasped, unable to believe that was her son was going to leave her on the brink of ecstasy. "Don't stop!"
Alexis shivered with happiness as Blaine stretched himself on top of her, once against pressing her tits harshly against her body with his chest. This time, however, his face was directly above her own and his pricktip was nudging the rosy, slick petals of her cunthole.
"Give it to me," Alexis purred softly, pushing her fingers through the boy's close-cropped, dark hair. "Give me that big, beautiful cock of yours!"
Blaine's cockhead was quickly nudging the entrance of her pussyhole. And then, once pressure was put to the shaft, the cockhead separated her cuntlips, driving relentlessly into her tight, juicy pussy.
Blaine sighed as the last of his prick became engulfed in his mother's cunt. He ground his hips against hers, working his pelvis around in a circular motion to feel his knob rubbing slickly against her satiny inner walls.
Alexis, her ebony hair spread out on the pillow, the dangling diamond earrings shining brightly in the dark tresses, shivered and trem�bled as she felt her son's cockpole throbbing lustily in her pussy. The thick girth of his cockshaft was rubbing against her clit, mashing the tiny, ultrasensitive nubbing and sending shock waves of raw ecstasy rippling through her body.
"Ohhhhh! Thank you. Blaine," she whispered, stroking his hair. "I needed this!"
What Alexis couldn't tell her son was the reason she was so horny. She couldn't tell him that so far that day she had gotten her asshole reamed out by Vincent's big cock on the floor of the living room. She couldn't tell him that his little brother, Marcus, had Angered her hot pussy and gushed his thick wad of fuck-cream all over her stomach.
Their lips met and Alexis opened her mouth and accepted his tongue. Their tongues danced together. Alexis groaned softly, writhing her succulent hips as Blaine's turgid prick slicked full-length into her fiery pussy.
"Ohhhhh! Fuck me!" Alexis sighed, trying to tell Blaine that she was about to cum.
The magnitude of her orgasm almost frightened Alexis. She had needed to cum so badly, when her clit had finally been pushed past the edge of ecstasy, the last few seconds were absolutely painful.
"Cum in meeeee!" she wailed helplessly.
Alexis kicked her feet skyward, her full, quivering thighs and tapered legs twitching un�controllably as Blaine's big. fiery prick lanced relentlessly into her seething pussy. Alexis's tits were crushed against her rib cage, becoming fuller as they flattened out from the boy's chest. Her beautiful eyes were squeezed tightly shut as she waited for that one delirious moment when the pussyjuice sluiced from her cunt.
And then it happened.
Alexis arched her back, writhing and convuls�ing beneath her son's thrashing body, hot waves of pussyjuice gushing from her cock-filled cunt. Her mouth, which so often had been ovaled around her husband's prick, was opened wide as she gulped in air.
Blaine felt her cunt working on his prick as he shoved it into her cunt, fucking her with every inch he had to give her. He felt his balls slapping into the crevice of her asscheeks, touching her puckered asshole as he filled her body with young, lusty meat. His mother's juicy pussyhole flexed around his rampaging, jack-hammering column of rock-solid cockmeat, massaging the prick as he filled her with it.
"Cummmmm!" Alexis screamed into the boy's ear, still in the throes of a fierce climax.
Alexis was just beginning to come down from her orgasm when she felt the boy's hot, gooey wad of fuck-cream being splashed against the walls of her pussy. She was so excited by everything that was happening that, once again, she was tossed headlong into oblivion. Though the second orgasm wasn't as fiery and all-consuming as its predecessor, it, too, served to make Alexis's head spin.
When they were finished, Blaine lay heavily on Alexis's prone, limp body. She stroked his hair and back, feeling his prick getting softer in her cunt.
So much has changed, thought Alexis. It has all changed, and so quickly! She kissed the boy's cheek, her senses slowly coming back to normal. Blaine's fingers were on her thigh, toying with the garter that was now around her naked thigh, having slipped off the top of the thigh-high, pat�terned black stocking.
"You like those?" she asked. When Blaine nodded his head wearily, Alexis smiled. "Good. You're going to be seeing me around the house dressing a little differently than I used to. And son, if you need to fuck me, don't be afraid to tell me so. You're one hell of a stud and you've got a wonderful cock."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Vincent sat in the leather chair in his father's study and eyed Orson, wondering what was go�ing through the old man's brilliant mind. There was a twinkle in Orson's gray eyes that told Vin�cent something had happened.
"How has it been here?" Vincent asked. "At the office, I've kept the word about your up�coming retirement a secret."
"Yes," Orson said, "that was a good idea. Until we get all the Richmond men working directly for Richmond Enterprises, my retire�ment should remain a secret. And to answer your question: I think Alexis has understood ex�actly what we've told her. She isn't as demand�ing as she had been earlier. Of course, this is just the first day, so we can never be too sure."
"What about the others?" Vincent asked, wondering how his daughters had adjusted to the change.
Orson kept the smile from breaking across his bearded face as he replied, "Penny is quite a girl."
"In what way?"
"In every way."
Vincent thought of Penny. She was cute-very cute-and she had a truly stupendous body. On several occasions he'd seen her coming from the bathroom after her morning shower, dressed only in a towel. He could see the fullness of her young tits and supple, slender curves of her body. His cock always got hard whenever he saw her that way and the thought of it now was making his prick grow slightly, stretching down the leg of his trousers.
"Would you like to see what I mean?" Orson asked.
Vincent nodded his head and tried to remain as calm as possible.
* * *
Penny reached for the telephone as it rang. The quick command she received from Orson sent a warm flush through her veins. He told her to come immediately to his study. There was something in his tone that suggested she was in for more excitement.
It was nearly four o'clock and Penny won�dered if she should put a robe on before she left her bedroom. She was still in the green slip and bikini panties she had napped in.
"Better not," she murmured under her breath. "Grandpa Orson said he wanted to have something good to look at."
She left her bedroom, walking barefooted down the hallway to Orson's study. Penny was somewhat relieved and somewhat disheartened that she didn't see any of her brothers in the hallway. She wanted to give them a show they wouldn't easily forget.
The strawberry-blonde girl with the huge, milky tits knocked softly on the door and heard the low, gruff voice from inside command her to enter. When she did, her heart began racing in her chest and her mouth went dry.
Her father was there!
"Yes, Grandpa Orson?" Penny said, closing the door behind her, trying to appear calm. "There's something you wanted me for?"
"Yes, my dear. I wanted you to show your father how much you love him."
"Yes, sir," Penny said, unable to look into Vincent's eyes. "And how do you want me to do that, sir?"
Orson chuckled demonically. "By giving him a blow-job. That should show him how much you love him."
Penny couldn't believe her ears. It was un�thinkable to her that she should take her father's cock into her mouth. So far she had fucked her grandfather and sucked her brother's cock but Penny had never done anything to Vincent and she wasn't certain she wanted to.
Penny shifted her weight from one foot to the other, still unable to look at Vincent, knowing he'd have lusty eyes and a hard cock waiting for her. Her cunt still tingled, feeling mildly uncom�fortable from having her virginity taken away by the monstrous hose of cockmeat that be�longed to her grandfather.
"Go ahead, Penny, my dear," Orson said quietly. "Do as I say. Remember, you don't want to make me angry. Do you, my dear? You don't want that at all."
"No... sir," the girl replied meekly.
Penny turned to her right and looked at her father as he sat in the chair. She didn't look at his face, only his crotch. The lump in his pants told her everything she needed to know.
Though Penny was initially frightened of what her virile father's reaction would be to her, she soon found her cunt moistening with pussy-juice at the thought of fucking the man whose sperm had given her life. She decided to give Orson as an erotic a show as possible.
"If I must," she whispered.
Penny grabbed the bottom hem of her slip and in one smooth move jerked it over her head. Her huge tits jiggled from her chest, the areolas round and pink, the nipples distended with ris�ing lust. She dropped the sheer garment to the floor near her bare feet, then crossed the distance to her father's chair.
Kneeling in front of her father, Penny noticed her hands were trembling as she unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. Vincent raised his ass briefly and he pulled his slacks down to his ankles quickly. His prick flopped against his thigh, pointing toward his shoulder. A thick, pulsing blue vein ran along the underside of the cock, making the girl's newly discovered love of cock-sucking flare up like gasoline had been thrown onto a fire.
Vincent slid forward in the chair, pushing his shoulders back, sitting on the very edge of the cushion. He couldn't take his eyes off Penny's creamy tits. Her tits were bigger than Alexis's, and he wondered what it would be like to titty-fuck the teenager. The thought made his prick spring to full attention, the knob mushroom-shaped and taut, the shaft flexing with lust.
Dipping her face down, Penny kissed her father's knee, twisting her upper body a little so that her tit rubbed against his calf. Then, slowly, she kissed her way up his thigh, work�ing slowly and erotically toward the prick that drew her like a magnet.
"I want you to suck his cock good," Orson said. "And take all of it into your mouth."
As her tongue played over Vincent's flesh, Penny inhaled, catching the musky aroma of her father's cock and balls. From the corner of her eyes she looked at the cock. It was nine inches long, longer than Blaine's, which she had deep-throated. Penny wondered if she could fit all of her dad's enormous cockpole in her mouth.
She grabbed her father's balls in her left hand, hefting the plump cum-givers to test their weight. Vincent's balls were big and hairy. Next she grabbed the shaft of his cock, wrapping her fingers around the stem right beneath the cockhead. Vincent's cockpole was longer than Blaine's, but not quite as thick. It didn't com�pare at all to Grandpa Orson's gigantic, tower�ing column of meat.
"Suck it, Penny," Vincent whispered, pushing a reddish lock of hair away from her forehead. "I want to see my cock moving in and out of your beautiful face."
Penny, for the first time, looked up at her father's face. She moved closer to the cock, rais�ing the knob, and kissed his pricktip. She smacked lightly on the tender flesh, her eyes locked onto his. Her tongue slithered out slow�ly, tentatively, like a snake's tongue as he tastes the air. The manly flavor of Vincent's prick delighted her taste buds.
"Mmmmmm!" she purred shortly.
Penny lapped slowly, curling her tongue around the crown of Vincent's prick, licking it until the entire head was shining with spit. Then, still tonguing the cockhead, she started strok�ing on the shaft of his cockrod.
"Ohhhhh! I never thought I'd live to see this," Vincent sighed, watching his beautiful teenaged daughter licking the head of his cock. "Suck it deep into your mouth, Penny. Take my cock as deep as you can."
The horny girl cast a quick glance to the side. Orson, her grandfather, was staring at her as she licked the enormous prick that sprouted from her father's loins. Her profile view had given Orson an incredible hard-on that was tent�ing the front of his pants. Penny wondered what it would be like to fuck two hot studs at the same time.
"In your mouth, Penny," Vincent said. "This delaying is beginning to annoy me."
"Yes, Father," the girl replied meekly.
Penny positioned her cute face directly above the fat, throbbing prick. She kissed the tip of Vincent's prick and a gooey drop of pre-cum was smeared off onto her lips. When Penny rolled her tongue around her mouth, licking off the jism, she tasted the pungent, salty flavor of her father's spunk.
"Mmmmmmm! You taste good," she mur�mured just before gulping the entire head of Vincent's cock into the hot, moist, sucking recesses of her mouth. "Ohhhhh! Yesssss!"
To hear her father sigh so lustily pleased Penny as she chewed her way slowly down the shaft of his prick. She munched softly on the cockshaft as the conical head of his prick flat�tened her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. The cock continued pushing deeper into her cute, young face, filling her mouth until the mushroomed knob was pressing firmly against the opening of her throat.
The horny girl removed her hand from the base of Vincent's cockrod. She inhaled deeply through her nose, pushing her face down. Penny felt her throat expanding to accommodate the invasion of cockmeat, but there wasn't the least amount of pain or discomfort. She had been told to take her father's cock as deeply into her mouth as she could, and that was exactly what she was doing. Penny, a natural cock-sucker, had no idea that Vincent had never been deep-throated before.
"Ohhhh! Shit! She's taking it all!"
Penny gave one last push and her lips were encircling the root of her father's prick. She could feel his balls warming her chin as his fat, pulsing cock quivered deep inside her throat.
Her nipples, fiery buds of raw flesh, tingled madly.
"Mmmmmmgt!" the teenager slurped, hold�ing every throbbing inch of the cock in her mouth and throat. The curly hair above Vincent's cock tickled her nose.
It wasn't until she really needed oxygen that Penny pulled her face up, uncorking the prick from her throat. She bobbed her head quickly, dragging her sensual lips back and forth over the rim of her father's pricktip while her tongue flicked against the drooling pisshole and the clefted underside of the bulbous prickcrown.
With her hands on Vincent's thighs, Penny raised and lowered her face, fucking her mouth on the sizzling prick, taking the rod into her oral pleasure-giver until the prick's knob slammed hard against the opening of her throat.
Penny could feel her father's prick overheating, becoming harder, flexing power�fully between her lips. She knew it would only be a matter of seconds before he spewed out his thick, rich wad of fuck-cream. Preparing him for the final moment of ecstasy, the girl chewed down the jaw-stretching length of his cockshaft several times while her tongue rubbed and caressed the pulsing underside of the prick.
"You're going to cum, aren't you?" she said after taking the meat from the liquid embrace of her mouth. "And you want to cum on my face, right?" I When Vincent nodded his head, his eyes the size of saucers as he looked at her with total amazement. Penny smiled and purred lustily. Blaine had given her face a cum-shower and she thought that was the way all men wanted to cum. She was as oblivious to swallowing cum as she was to the fact that most women couldn't deep-throat a cock. She simply didn't know any different.
"Oh, fuck!" Vincent gasped as his daughter shook his prick, running both tiny hands up and down the overheated length of his cockpole.
The first pungent eruption of fuck-cream hit Penny on the left eyebrow, splashing over her eyelid. Penny jerked her head back as the creamy spunk struck her. The second jet of jism hit her arched neck, trickling down her satiny flesh.
Penny moved back slightly, continuing to pound with both hands on the erupting cock. Spunk shot from the huge cockhead, spewing through the air and landing on her trembling, jiggling tits. She arched her back, trapping her father's cockpole between her tits, pounding on his prick as wads of fuck-cream splashed against her velvety tits.
"Ohhhhhh! I love the feel of your cum." the girl whispered as the last of Vincent's jism had seeped from the head of his cock. She raised the cock and sucked it completely into her mouth until she engulfed all of his length in the warm, moist confines of her face.
CHAPTER NINE
Penny turned slowly, facing Orson. She step�ped out of her panties, exposing her sweet pussy to the bearded old man. She knew his prick was magnificent and she wanted to taste it against her tongue and feel it shoving relentlessly into her tight, juicy cunt.
"Are you going to... fuck me?" she asked, knowing the answer even before she asked the question.
"Of course, my precious little darling. Of course."
Penny shivered, though not from cold. She used a fingertip to wipe off a little more of the spunk that her father had shot onto her face, then licked the finger clean.
Completely naked, Penny turned it on for her father and grandfather. She started dancing to the music in her head, shaking her succulent, tight ass and sending her creamy tits in motion. The areolas, the size of silver-dollars, wore light brown, the nipples were hard, tingling, needy. She shook her head and her wavy, strawberry-blonde hair swirled around her face. Some strands stuck to residual jism that remained on her eyebrow and cheek.
Penny danced, twisting and turning her suc�culent, nubile body in the most erotic display either man had ever seen. She used the fingers of her left hand to pry apart the moist lips of her cunt and with her right hand she played with her clit. When she inserted her middle finger full-length into her juicy, seething pussy, both men gasped. They gasped a second time when Penny then began sucking on that pussyjuice-slickened finger like it was a small cock, mouthing off her own feminine nectar.
The girl purred softly, wondering what it would be like to be licking girl-cum from a cunt. She had had her own cunt licked, and loved it. She wondered now what it would be like to do the same thing to another woman. The idea kicked over and around in her mind as she danced, shaking her ass at Orson as her finger stabbed deeply into the hot cunthole between her legs.
Orson hefted his incredible mass out of the chair. He opened his pants and brought out the awesome cock he knew was the biggest in the Richmond clan. When Penny's eyes widened at the sight of it, a surge of erotic pride swept over Orson. He sat back down in his chair, waiting patiently, knowing that sooner or later the beautiful teenager would come to him.
As Penny danced, she moved a little closer to her grandfather. His prick lay against his thigh, pulsing slightly. She turned, exposing the ripe half-moons of her ass to him, looking at him over her shoulder as she twitched and shook her ass.
"Are you going to fuck me?" Penny whispered, her eyes burning with desire. "Are you going to fuck me with your big cock?"
When Orson nodded, Penny moved farther backward until her ass was at chest-level to the old man. She reached between her legs, insert�ing a finger into her cunt, letting her grandfather see the finger sliding full-length in her young, tight, juicy cunt. She jerked her hand back and forth, stabbing the finger into her cunt until her palm came up tight to her clit. She fingered her glistening clit, rubbing it with a fingertip to send jolting shocks of raw pleasure coursing through her veins.
"Sit on my cock," Orson instructed, putting his knees together so the girl could straddle his legs and impale herself upon his incredible cock pole.
Penny moved backward, getting up on her tip-toes to get enough height to sit on the old man's lap. Though Orson's stomach was huge, it was hard as a boulder against her asscheeks as she rubbed her butt against him, reaching be�tween her legs to raise his cock.
She squatted on the prick, holding it by the heavily veined shaft as the cockhead pushed her cuntlips inward. Penny had only fucked once before, and she had fucked her grandfather then. She was about to fuck him a second time, but she didn't feel the fear she had felt the first time. She knew she wouldn't feel any pain this time when his monstrous column of cockmeat was shoved into her tight, velvety pussy.
Her pussy petals opened, accepting the apple-sized head of Orson's prick. A short, stifled gasp of pleasure escaped Penny as she felt her cuntlips being pried apart. Her cuntlips sur�rounded the cockshaft, the slick walls of her pussy squeezing the head in a warm, sultry embrace.
"Ohhhhh! You do have a tight cunt, my dear," she heard him say.
Still holding the cockshaft. Penny squatted. The pricktip pushed into her, shoving deeper and deeper as die lowered her ass. Penny, look�ing at the apex of her thighs, watched the cockpole sliding into her cunt, filling her tight cunt.
When she had taken half of her grandfather's cock into her pussy, Penny paused a moment. She needed time to prepare herself for the awesome invasion of his cockmeat.
"Don't stop, my dear," the old man said, his hands resting lightly on her trembling asscheeks. "You've got to take all I have to give... or nothing at all."
The thought of going without Orson's cock sent cold shivers through Penny. It had never occurred to her that she may never have his beautiful prick slicing into her pussy. To be without the spine-tingling pleasure that his monstrous cock could give her was unthinkable.
Penny let her legs go limp. She dropped down onto Orson's lap, her thighs against his, and the huge, fiery cockrod stabbed up her cunt until the fat knob was pushing hard against her womb.
"Ahhhhhh! You're so fucking big!" the girl gasped.
She was ashamed of herself for speaking so crudely but Orson brought out the horniness in her as no other man could. She would fuck her grandfather in the middle of the town hall, if that's what he asked of her. Penny craved his cock.
Penny put her hands on Orson's knees, bring�ing her butt up and down, fucking her tight, juicy cunt over his cockpole. The underside of his prick rubbed against her drooling clit, send�ing shock waves of ecstasy through her body. Her tits jiggled and swayed, pulled down by gravity as she leaned forward.
"Fuck yourself, Penny," the silver-haired man commanded, his voice low and authoritative. "Fuck yourself on my cock!"
Penny did as she had been instructed, though she didn't need the orders to know what to do. She would not have stopped fucking herself on his lust-hardened cockrod even if he'd told her to stop. The wildly arousing feelings going through her were pushing her excitement higher and higher, driving her on, making her insides feel like melted butter.
"Ohhhhh! Goddamn it, your cock feels good in my cunt!" the girl sighed, her eyes glazed over with lust.
Penny bounced on Orson's lap, taking every inch of cockmeat into her cunt. She sat on his lap, feeling his prick throbbing lustily, complete�ly buried in the cauldron of her cunthole. Her cuntlips massaged the shaft of his prick, squeez�ing and tugging on the fiery cockmeat, making the spunk boil in his huge, hairy balls. Penny craved the feeling of his jism spurting in her pussy, firing up her own rampant lust.
Orson fondled the girl's asscheeks, rubbing her half-moons lightly with his palms. Penny's cheeks were warm and firm, the flesh flawless. He rubbed her ass lightly with his thumb as she bounced on his red-hot cock. For the briefest mo�ment Orson thought of telling his granddaughter she had to let him ass-fuck her. He couldn't im�agine how it would feel to shove his gigantic prick into her ass.
A shiver twitched through Penny as she felt her grandfather rubbing her ass. It was a strange feeling for her, but not at all unpleasant. She squeezed his knees tighter in her hands, holding onto him for support as she raised and lowered her ass to skewer her seething cunthole on his rod.
"Grandpa Orson... you're going to make me cum," the girl whispered, her tone almost painful as the pleasure built to incredible pressure in her midsection.
Penny's clit felt like it was burning up. Each time she dropped onto Orson's thighs, she gave her hips a quick forward-and-backward jerk, stretching her juicy cuntlips even more and mashing her clit against the underside of the old man's huge column of cockmeat. Her tits shook, swinging freely, quivering and young and alive with lusty tension. The round areolas had gotten darker in color and the nipples were as taut. Her strawberry-blonde hair flew around her face, satiny waves flowing over her naked shoulders.
"F-Fuck... me," the girl sobbed, the pressure in her pussy was unbearable. A floodtide of ecstasy carried the teenager away. Penny dropped onto the huge prick, tak�ing all twelve throbbing inches of prick meat in�to her cunt. Pussyjuice gushed from her meat-filled cunt as she shook her ass. grinding herself against Orson, mashing her red-hot clit against the underside of his prick.
"Awwwwwww!" she hissed through gritted teeth, her head thrown back, her big tits hob�bling crazily from her chest as her girl-cum streamed out of her cunt.
The juicy cunt tightened around Orson's cockrod, and it was all the added stimulation he needed. He grabbed the arms of his chair and exploded, showering his granddaughter's tight cunthole with thick, milky bolts of jism.
They remained locked like that, Orson's cockrod completely embedded in Penny's cunt while she shook her ass against him, rubbing his prick around inside her velvety pussy.
"I want your cummmmmm!" Penny hissed through clenched teeth.
As her climax subsided, Penny resumed her bouncing on his cock, using her clutching cuntlips to work the last couple drops of spunk from Orson's awesome, cunt-stretching pricktip.
"You're a good granddaughter," Orson said softly as Penny leaned back against his portly belly and broad chest. "You understand how the power structure of this family works, and that's good."
Penny felt Orson's warm breath against the side of her face and felt his hands kneading her luscious tits and his prick continuing to stretch her cuntlips. Her feet were out in front of her, her thighs still around Orson's body as she slow�ly regained her composure.
"Do you want me to leave now?" she asked.
"Yes... your father and I must talk," Orson answered. "Your older brothers are go�ing to be put in positions of authority at Rich�mond Enterprises and we want to discuss how to keep them happy within the company. And you, my precious dear, could very well be called upon to... keep them happy."
Keep them happy? thought Penny as she slowly uncorked the rubbery hose of cockmeat from her cunt. That means fuck them until they can't see straight, she mused. The teenager thought about fucking Pierce and Able and the thought brought only excitement. She had always looked up to her older brothers, and the prospect of fucking them brought only hap�piness to her.
"Yes, sir," she whispered, grabbing her panties and slip.
The girl dressed quickly and left the men alone. Even before she left the study, she wondered when she would give Orson a blow-job. She still hadn't known the erotic thrill of piling her mouth with his awesome prick.
CHAPTER TEN
Alexis put on a fresh coat of off-red lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyebrows were cocked over her sparkling eyes at a humorous and mischievous angle. She had added a black, sequined choker around her neck. Aside from that, she hadn't dressed in anything more than her matching lace panties, bra and stockings all day.
The memory of how Blaine, her lusty young | son, had fucked his cock into her cunt was a pleasant one. She had cum hard around his jack-hammering prick, spewing out her pussyjuice until every nerve in her body crackled with life. But she wanted more, more cockmeat. She wasn't ashamed to admit that her entire attitude toward sex had changed since her husband had forced her to give his father a blow-job.
"Yesssss," she purred to her reflection in the mirror, "I believe a blow-job is in order. Let's see... Marcus should be ready for me again."
In her mind's eye she saw Marcus's prick wag�ging, jutting straight out from his body as white, creamy eruptions of jism shot from his cock�head, sailing through the air to splash on her stomach. Alexis could only imagine what it would be like to drink down his juicy wad of fuck-cream.
"He'll probably drown me," she murmured, rising from the stool in front of her dressing table. "But what a way to go!"
* * *
Alexis flashed Marcus her most becoming smile. She leaned against the counter, pushing her tits out a little, making them strain against the tight-fitting bra. From the stunned look in her son's eyes, Alexis could tell that once again Marcus wasn't exactly sure what was going on.
"Are... ah... are you sure you should be walking around like that?" Marcus asked, a glass of milk in one hand as he stood at the open refrigerator door. "I mean, somebody might come by or something."
Alexis's eyes were burning coals of unin�hibited lust as she studied her son's lean, lanky physique. They were standing ten feet apart and Alexis enjoyed it when her son's eyes continued to scan up and down her voluptuous body, lingering over her tits.
"Why should I have to hide myself in front of my own son?" Alexis asked. "I am wearing something, after all."
"Yes, but not very much."
"I could be wearing even less."
Alexis watched as the boy swallowed half the glass of milk. It pleased her immensely that she could have such a strong impact on him. She looked at his crotch and saw that his cock was getting hard inside his pants. She wanted to feel his young, strong prick sliding back and forth between her lips, filling her mouth, ovaling her lips before his wad of fuck-cream gushed past her tonsils.
"Marcus, I'm your mother and you'll do what I say, right?"
"Of course, Mother."
"Good. Then all I want you to do is close the refrigerator door and stand right there. Just stand there and you'll give your mother some�thing she wants very much.
"W-What's that?" the boy inquired.
"Your cum."
Alexis pulled up both stockings and re�adjusted the lacy black and red garter straps around her thighs. She made a production out of what she was doing, and when she looked at her son again, his prick was making a severe bulge in his crotch-exactly the way Alexis hoped it would.
She stepped up to him. Marcus was two inches taller than Alexis, but in her high-heeled shoes she had an inch on him. She put her hands on his shoulders, looking into his eyes. Softly, gently, she brought her mouth to his. Marcus still held the glass of milk in his hand as Alexis's tongue flicked over his lips, then entered his mouth. Her tits brushed against his chest, and even through the lace fabric of her bra the elec�trical tingles of ecstasy coming from her nipples were incredibly stimulating.
"I want to suck your cock," the brunette whispered, rubbing her fiery tits against the boy's body. "I want to taste your cum. I want you to cum in my mouth."
"O-Okay," Marcus replied in a quivering voice.
Alexis kissed the boy's neck, her tongue trail�ing up to his ear, then toying with the lobe as she unzipped his jeans and unsnapped his pants. She kissed him full on the lips, her tongue dart�ing into the boy's mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" Alexis purred, her pussy�juice moistening the opening of her pussy. She needed to taste her son's cock and drink his jism. She needed it more than anything else in the world.
Alexis pushed his pants down slowly, rubbing her tits against his chest as she freed his rock-solid cock. Marcus's cockmeat sprang free, hit�ting the edge of the woman's hand as she lowered his pants to his knees.
It was only when Alexis had to bend down to push the boy's pants lower that she finally broke the kiss and looked at his cock. It was long and straight, pale in color, with a blue vein running across the fat shaft.
"It looks delicious," Alexis purred as she sank to her knees on the kitchen floor, wrap�ping her and around the stem of Marcus's young prick and putting her other hand between her thighs, touching her cunt through her bikini panties.
She stroked the cockrod while the middle finger of her left hand tantalized her red-hot clit through her panties. Alexis caught the aroma of young cockmeat and the smell made her cunt even wetter.
"I want your cum," she whispered, staring hungrily at the prick that filled her hand.
She pushed her pink tongue as far out of her mouth as he could and touched the tip of her son's cockpole.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Don't tease me, Mother," Marcus whispered, watching her tongue mak�ing feather-light swipes at his pisshole.
She kissed the boy's pisshole, then pushed her face forward, allowing the conical cockknob to open her mouth. Alexis bobbed slowly, not even taking all of Marcus's cockhead into her mouth at first. She flicked her tongue against the sen�sitive crown of her son's prickpole, working her tongue in a side-to-side motion.
It wasn't until Alexis had tasted the first drop of her son's pre-cum that she chewed his prick� tip into the cauldron of her hot, wet mouth. She squeezed the cockshaft with her lips and her tongue rubbed slickly against the clefted under�side of the fleshy, delicious knob.
"Mmmmmm!" she slurped, pushing her head and shoulders forward to take even more of Marcus's cock into her face.
She rolled her tongue in circles around the cockknob and pistoned her face to drag her massaging, kneading lips against the ridge of his cockhead. As she sucked on the succulent prick-knob and several inches of the cockshaft, she squeezed the base of Marcus's prick firmly, preventing him from shooting his wad until she was ready.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Suck me, Mother," Marcus sighed, fucking his prick into Alexis's mouth un�til his pricktip hit the opening of her throat.
Alexis was surprised when her son put both hands on her face, holding her head still while he brought his hips back and forth slowly. She released her grip on his cockrod, letting him fuck her mouth at whatever tempo he desired. She put her hands on her thighs, feeling the tex�ture of her stockings against her fingertips. She rubbed her clit and cuntlips through her panties while her mouth was repeatedly filled to the brink with young, hard, red-hot cockmeat.
Alexis moaned soulfully, sucking firmly on the cockrod that filled her face. It was a special thrill for her to have Marcus fucking her face. He was beginning to take charge, and that's the way she liked her men to be.
"Suck it, Mother," Marcus whispered, shov�ing his prick into her mouth until he felt his cock crown nearly entering her throat.
Everything the boy did delighted Alexis and served to heighten her passion. Her big tits bobbled tautly from her chest, held high and squeezed together by the black lace bra that showed the darkness of her round areolas.
Each time the fat, conical head of Marcus's prick hit the back of Alexis's mouth, her head jerked back a little, causing her dangling dia�mond earrings to sway crazily. Her eyes were closed as she licked circles around the prick, tonguing the pisshole to get the spunk the mo�ment it trickled from her son's hard, thick shaft.
As Marcus skewered her luscious mouth with his prick, Alexis tilted her head back, looking up into his face. Her own son! She was looking at her own son, and he was filling her mouth with his cock!
The reality of what she was doing shocked and excited Alexis. It seemed so absurdly and erotically daring to be giving her youngest son a blow-job in the kitchen where any of the other children could catch them. But it was the danger of being caught that added a certain extra something to the blow-job.
Alexis was testing the cock's hardness with her lips, squeezing the fat cock, when she heard a sound behind her. Her first instinct was to get her mouth off Marcus's prick and cover herself up, but then something else told her to just con�tinue sucking on Marcus's prick and whoever had stepped into he room could either join in or leave.
When she heard a soft chuckle, Alexis recognized the tone right away. It was Blaine, Marcus's older brother, and even though she couldn't see him, she was certain of what he was going to do next. A boy as horny as Blaine simp�ly wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to have his cock worked over by a sexy woman like Alexis.
The passion Alexis felt at sucking Marcus's prick increased when she knew she was being watched by another son.
As Marcus fucked her mouth, Alexis heard the boys saying things to each other, but she couldn't make out their words. But it didn't matter to her because all die really cared about was getting her mouth flooded with creamy jets of fuck-cream. She kept her head motionless as the cock rolled to and fro between her lips, pushing into her mouth until it plugged her throat, then pulling back until only the pisshole was still between her lips.
Alexis felt her son's presence as he knelt on the floor behind her. She shivered lustily as his hands deftly unfastened her bra and the garment loosened around her stupendous tits.
"Mmmmmm!" the lusty woman sighed, opening her mouth wide to accommodate the hefty girth of Marcus's cock.
As soon as her tits were freed, Blaine's hands were around her body, cupping both of her firm tits.
It was confusing for Alexis to be getting her face fucked by Marcus while she tried to figure out what Blaine wanted to do to her, but Alexis just decided to go with whatever happened. Previously, she had never been able to take a cock up her ass, but since Vincent had butt-fucked her, even that fear was now gone for Alexis. She didn't care what part of her body Blaine wanted to use to get his prick satisfied.
"Pm going to fuck you," Alexis heard Blaine whisper in her ear as he pressed his fingers deep into her tits, pinching and tugging on her lust-hardened nipples.
When one hand slipped between her legs, Alexis raised her ass and rocked back and forth on her knees, allowing Blaine to remove her panties. Her cunt was seething hot, pussyjuice nearly dripping from her pink petals. She was more than ready for Blaine's prick and she already knew what kind of hot stud he was.
"Raise up a little," Blaine said, unbuckling his belt to free his sizzling prick. "Pm going to fuck you."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Wait a minute," Alexis said, managing to get her mouth off Marcus' prick. "I don't want to fuck on the floor."
"You'll fuck wherever and whenever I want to fuck you," Blaine said.
It was both frightening and stimulating to hear the fierce determination in her son's voice. Alexis was still on her knees as she turned a lit�tle to be able to see both of her sons. Blaine tried to shove his cock into her mouth and she stop�ped him by turning her face away, preventing him from fucking his throbbing prick between her glistening lips.
"Wait a minute, damn it!" she said.
When Blaine grabbed her by the ankles and twisted her onto her ass, Alexis was shocked beyond words. He pulled her feet far apart and literally leaped upon her, knocking her backward as he wedged his hips between her tapered thighs.
"Stop it!" Alexis said, putting her hands on Blaine's chest, trying to push him away.
"Marcus, give me a hand!" Blaine said to his little brother. "And don't give me any shit! Goddamn it, you do what I say!"
For a flashing moment Alexis felt like a trapped deer about to be ripped apart by wolves.
As Blaine busied himself with getting his big cock into her cunt, Marcus straddled her upper body, trapping her arms at her sides as he shoved his fiery prick at her mouth.
"Please don't do this to m-" Alexis said before being silenced by Marcus' cockhead as it plowed into her mouth.
As the cocks pushed into her body, Alexis wished she had the use of her hands, which were pinned to her sides by Marcus' knees. Earlier, Alexis had been getting face-fucked by Marcus but she could control it if she really wanted to Now, with his muscular thighs crushing her tits as he pumped his hips, skewering his big cock deep into her mouth, she knew she didn't have a choice.
"Ohhhhhhh! Mother, you're going to make me cum again," Marcus said, pushing hi cockpole into her face until the rubbery head of his prick was flexing powerfully against the opening of her throat.
Blaine's prick was fully embedded in Alexis hot, kneading snatch by this time. She placed her feet on the floor, spreading her knees wider to make it easier for her son to fuck her.
The fear and confusion that Alexis had felt only moments earlier vanished as she felt two big, steelish cocks driving relentlessly into her body. One prick ovaled her lips, flattening her tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Another big prick was stretching her cuntlips and gliding smoothly against her tingling clit. The cocks pushed into her hot, fiery, receptive body, sink�ing full-length into the woman's pussy and mouth.
"Ohhhhhhh! Mother, you've got the tightest pussy!" Blaine sighed, rocking his hips back and forth.
Blaine shoved his prick into Alexis' cunt until his balls slapped into the crevice of her asscheeks. He could feel her slick cuntal walls working on his prick, squeezing it, making his spunk boil in his hairy balls. As he fucked his mother's juicy cunt, he shivered at the feel of her stocking-encased thighs rubbing against his hips. The touch of the nylon was cool in com�parison to the feverish flesh of her cunt and asscheeks.
Alexis's cheeks were hollowed as she sucked harder on the cock that repeatedly filled her mouth. She rubbed the throbbing underside of Marcus' prick with her tongue, her taste buds tantalized with the heady, salty flavor of her own son's pre-cum. Though her hipbones hurt from being pounded against the floor, Alexis was only aware of the incredible ecstasy she felt as being double-fucked by her sons.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned lustily, turn�ing her face a little to one side.
Marcus shivered as he pushed his joystick into his mother's mouth. When she turned her head, his spongy cockhead pushed against the inside of her cheek swelling her face out. Somehow the distortion of her exquisite, aristocratic features by his cockhead made her look more lewd and erotic than he had thought imaginable.
Alexis slurped as the cock slid between her cheek and teeth. The pre-cum was drooling from her son's pisshole very quickly now, much faster than earlier, and she waited anxiously for the boy's rich, full wad of cum to blast into her mouth.
Alexis jerked on the floor as she bounced under the impact of Blaine's hips slamming into the juncture of her thighs, sinking his cock full-length into her juicy, clasping cunt. She raised her feet and hooked them together around Blaine's hips, one shoe falling off her foot as she struggled under the multiple onslaught of cockmeat into her body.
"Awwwwww!" Marcus hissed, shoving his prick into his mother's face, fucking her mouth with his overheated cock.
Alexis felt her chest heave as her son's rub�bery crown of cockmeat slammed against the back of her mouth, then drove partially down her throat. She bucked beneath Marcus, trying to get him off her chest as he face-fucked her mercilessly.
It felt as though her tits were being crushed and her throat was being ripped out. But then Alexis knew her torture couldn't last much longer because milky spurts of fuck-cream were blasting against the back of her mouth, gushing straight down her throat. She swallowed furiously, struggling to keep from choking on her son's delicious, salty cum. "Suck meeeeee!" Marcus hissed, pulling his cock out of Alexis' mouth until only his cockhead was still engulfed in the warm liquid embrace that her lips provided.
With her ebony hair splayed out around her head, Alexis gulped down her youngest son's manly nectar. She felt the gooey, sticky blobs of fuck-cream shooting against her tonsils. Jet after jet of jism gushed from the boy's cock�head, washing down her throat.
"Ohhhhhh! Oh Goddamn that was good, Marcus sighed, his hands on the floor above Alexis' head as he continued to fuck his prick back and forth between her lips.
He watched her nibbling on his cock, work�ing the last of his spunk out. Suddenly every ounce of energy seemed to be completely sap�ped from the boy's body and he fell to the floor, his lower abdomen crushing against Alexis' face, his prick still buried deep in her hot mouth.
Alexis couldn't see anything with Marcus' body flattened out on top of her. Fortunately, his prick had gotten soft after he shot his wad so she wasn't forced to deep-throat his meat-pole anymore.
It was only once Alexis no longer had to worry about having a young, hard piece of cockmeat forcibly jammed down her throat that she could once again think about what was hap�pening between her legs. She kicked Blaine's ass with her heels, trapping him between her thighs as he skewered her pussy deeply with his red-hot poker of a cock.
Her jaws were aching from being forced so far apart for such a long time, but that didn't stop Alexis from straining her cunt muscles to work the spunk from Blaine's balls. She kicked his ass every time he pulled up, making it impossible for him to do anything but ream her sizzling fuck-hole with every quivering, vibrating inch of cockmeat he had to offer.
"Yaahhhhhhh!" Blaine screamed, rearing back and then lunging at Alexis' cunt, lancing his cockpole into her pussy until his cum-churning balls slapped against her asscheeks.
Alexis' cuntlips felt like they would be bruised from the harsh pounding she received. Blaine's prick stabbed into her one last time as he released his jism, splashing his cum in his mother's pussy, flooding her womb with his hot, white spunk.
"Mmmmmmm! Ummmmmm!" Alexis moaned, her jaws gaping open as she held Marcus' cock in her mouth.
The wads of cum flooded Alexis' cunt. She tightened her pussy around her son's jack-hammering prick, milking the shaft to squeeze every drop of cum from his balls.
* * *
Alexis stepped into her panties and pulled them up around her hips, flinching slightly when the material came into contact with her tender cuntlips. She picked her bra up from the floor, fighting to keep the smile of satisfaction from showing too clearly on her face.
"You boys had better leave now," she said, then kissed both sons lightly on the lips. "And we'll do this again real soon. I think I hear Penny coming."
The boys headed out the back door just as Penny stepped into the kitchen. Alexis tried to seem nonchalant, even though she was rather lewdly dressed, and her hair was messed up from the harsh double-fucking she had just received. "Mother, what are you doing here?" Penny asked.
Alexis looked at her daughter and smiled.
Penny wore a camisole that showed off the fullness and shape of her teenage tits, and the bikini panties were barely covering up her young snatch and ass.
"I thought I'd get a little something to eat," Alexis answered, hoping she sounded as calm as she wanted to appear. "I see you understand what I told you."
"Yes," Penny answered, spinning on her tip�toes, doing a quick pirouette. "It's nice not hav�ing to dress all the time just so my stupid brothers can't see my body."
Alexis smiled. Her daughter was more inno�cent than she thought. "Well, at least all they want to do is look, and not anything more than that."
Alexis was even more pleased with her daughter when Penny rolled her eyes in an exasperated gesture. "No kidding! They could ask to do ishy things like kissing."
Alexis laughed, happy her daughter had gone along so easily with the new rules at the Richmond household. All she wondered now was whether the rest of her daughters would fit so easily into the new rules.
