It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men-greed, lust, envy, and distress.
NAUGHTY FAMILIES is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens-yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses and seething passions seen every day in nearly every city.
NAUGHTY FAMILES provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grass-roots level.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Justine stroked her father's prick, bringing her right hand up and down his incredible cockshaft. The cockhead was huge, swollen with lust, looking mean in her hand. She trembled, feeling its heat going through her palm straight to her hot. clit.
"You're sure?" she asked.
"Yes, of course I'm sure." Vincent leaned back against the desk in his office, watching his beautiful daughter as she stroked his cock. "So you might just as well practice on me. You've go to get used to it if you're going to do the family any good."
Justine almost laughed at that one. Her father obviously thought she'd never taken a cock into her mouth before. She was in her teens, and had sucked enough cocks in her life to have lost count of how many loads of fuck-cream had splashed down her throat.
"You've got a beautiful cock," she purred, licking her lips in anticipation of tasting her father's nine-inch prick for the first time. "It's big-and straight. I like that."
Justine Richmond was a beautiful girl, and although very young, she had a fantastic figure, a truly exquisite body that could make any man's cock throbbing hard in a second. Her hair was ebony black, and she had jade-green eyes and high cheekbones.
But though she had a pretty face, it was her body that was astonishing; her tits were full and heavy, stupendously shaped with large, dark brown aureoles and throbbing nipples that seemed to be permanently erect. She didn't have an ounce of extra weight on her body, and from her tits, her body narrowed dramatically to her stomach, then made a slight curve outward at her hips.
"You want me to suck you off?" the teenager asked.
Vincent nodded his head.
Justine flashed him a devilish smile. "Would you like to fuck my tits, too. I love getting my tits fucked by a big cock until cum shoots all over my neck."
Vincent swallowed the dry lump in his throat. Clearly, he had underestimated his daughter's sexual prowess. He nodded his head vigorously.
Justine spread her feet. She wondered if her father's secretary knew enough not to come in the office when the door was closed. It certainly wouldn't do to be seen on her knees in front of her own father with her mouth stuffed with his big cock.
A soft, sultry purr came from deep in her throat as she caught the musky, masculine scent of Vincent's cock. His huge prick was standing out from his body, stretching the fly of his trousers. She had worked his big, hairy, cumladen balls out of his pants, and they hung down beneath.
She kissed his cockhead lightly, just barely touching the warm sensitive flesh with her lips. Another purr came from deep in the hotblooded teenager's chest as she felt his big cockshaft throbbing in her fist.
"This must really be my lucky day," she said, looking up at her father's strained face. "I just came in to find out if you wanted to take me to lunch, and instead, I'm about to give you a blow-job and even work for the family company. What more could I ask for?"
"Less talking, Justine," Vincent said. His cock felt like it was on fire. He couldn't wait to feel his prickshaft sinking deep into his daughter's gorgeous face, to feel her tongue working on his cockhead. "Less talking and more sucking."
Justine flicked her tongue out, grazing it over the slitted tip of Vincent's cock. She lapped slowly, lovingly on her father's pricktip, rolling her tongue around in circles until the entire cock-knob was glistening with spit.
"I love sucking cock," she murmured, as much to herself as to her father, then she took his cock's crown into her mouth.
The girl's lips tightened around his cock. She crooned, salivating freely, then swirled her tongue in circles around the clefted underside of his cockhead with her slick tongue, toying with his pisshole.
"Mmmmm!" she sighed, enjoying the meaty, manly flavor of his prick.
Justine swanned her head and shoulders, taking the cockhead in and out of her mouth with slow, measured moves. Her full, glistening lips glided smoothly over the bullet-shaped pricktip, rubbing against the rim of his cock-knob before surrounding his fat, oval-shaped prickshaft. The thickness of her father's prick stretched her lips, and she had to keep her jaws wide open to prevent her teeth from scraping against his prick-shank.
"You give good blow-jobs," Vincent said quietly, squeezing onto the edge of his cherry wood desk as he watched Justine's face traveling back and forth over the end of his cock.
Holding just his cockhead in her mouth, Justine rolled her head around, her lips stretched tight. When the tip of Vincent's cock pushed against the inside of her cheek, it swell-ed her face out, distorting her smooth, sculptured features, making her look lewd and wanton.
"Mmmm!" she moaned again, releasing her father's balls and cock. She grabbed her tits, squeezing them through her blouse and pinching her lust-hardened nipples, sending jolts of raw passion sizzling through her veins.
"That's it, baby, play with your tits while you suck me," Vincent panted.
It was unfathomable to him that Justine could act so wantonly, so spine-tinglingly erotic. He watched her hands playing over those incredible mounds of tit flesh and his balls began to tingle. The cum was bubbling hotly in his balls and Vincent knew it wouldn't be too long before he shot his wad all over her milky flesh.
Justine bobbed back and forth quickly, dragging her massaging lips over the ridge of her father's cockhead, slashing at the fiery cockknob with her tongue. Her nipples were aching with need. Once when she was in high school, she confessed to a friend that she could cum just from playing with her tits. Justine's friend didn't believe her, and from that point forward, the big-titted brunette never told anyone anything about her sexuality.
A bubble of saliva formed at the corner of Justine's cock-filled mouth. She trembled, pushing her face forward to fuck her mouth on the rock-solid prong of cockmeat. The head of Vincent's cock rubbed against the roof of her mouth and she drew a firm, spine-tingling suction on the huge prickhead, swirling her tongue around the pulsing underside of the prickshaft.
"Ohhhhh! Suck it, Justine! Suck my cock in deep!" Vincent hissed through gritted teeth, fighting now to hold the jism in his balls for as long as possible. Seeing his daughter's face stuffed with his own big prick had pushed him dangerously close to the edge with a stunning swiftness.
The teenager gulped the cockhead into her mouth until it was pressing the opening of her throat. Justine wanted to deep-throat her father's prick, but she just couldn't. His nineinch cockshaft was only partially buried in her mouth and she couldn't get any more in.
Justine's cunt was seething. She squeezed her knees together, forcing the fabric of her designer jeans to press firmly against her lust-inflamed cuntlips, sending warm waves of ecstasy rippling through her body.
A thick, gooey drop of pre-cum oozed from her father's cockhead and Justine quickly lapped the succulent fluid up, delighting in the strong, salty flavor of the spunk. Though the girl had swallowed many loads of fuck-cream in her life, what she enjoyed most was the sight and feel of cum splashing on her excitable tits. She always rubbed fuckjuice into her skin; it seemed to keep her tits satiny smooth, firm and supple.
"Take your blouse off," Vincent instructed. His red-hot prick couldn't take much more stimulation, and if Justine kept sucking, he'd be shooting his cum down her throat instead of getting the chance to titty-fuck her.
Justine leaned back, holding just her father's cockhead between her lips. She lashed at his pisshole, swiping her tongue from side to side, licking off the pre-cum the moment it oozed out of his long, throbbing cock. Her entire mouth seemed coated on the inside with his spunk, making the pussyjuice ooze faster to the petals of her wanton fuck-hole.
When the brunette finally took her lips from the head of Vincent Richmond's prick, she lean-ed back on her heels and grabbed the bottom hem of her blouse. She jerked the pale-blue garment over her head in one smooth move, casting the blouse aside.
"Holy shit!" Vincent gasped, seeing his daughter's tits for the first time since she had reached puberty.
They were huge, milky mounds of delectable flesh that drew his eyes like a magnet. They stuck out from her chest, proud tit-melons with dark brown areolas and nubby, blunt, erect nipples.
Justine grabbed her tits, pressing her fingers deep into the rich, firm flesh. A wave of pride swept over her as she saw the look of absolute astonishment on her father's face.
"You want to fuck my tits, don't you, Daddy," Justine taunted, pinching her nipples and pointing them at her handsome father. "I can see it in your eyes. You've wanted me for a long time. Why did you wait so long?"
Justine chuckled softly as Vincent's mouth moved but no words came out. She crawled on her knees over to him again, holding her tits by the upper slopes, pushing them down and together. She moved until she was directly in front of her father, then trapped his nine-inch cock between her tit-globes.
"Go ahead!" she said lustily. "Titty-fuck me, Daddy. Cum on me!"
Justine leaned back as Vincent began pumping his hips, pushing his cock through the milky cleavage of her tits. She pushed her tits down, squeezing them together around his spitty, super-heated prick. The heat of Vincent's prick went through the teenager's tits, traveling through her body, going straight to her clit. As she watched the reddish-hued cockhead appear between her tits, then disappear, Justine felt her own excitement rising. It seemed intolerable to her that she had to wait for the feeling of having cum splashing on her aroused flesh, but at the same time she realized she wanted the tittyfucking to go on forever.
"Ohhhh! Goddamn it, Justine, I never thought you were like this!"
"But I am, Daddy," the girl said huskily, her fingers digging deep into her burning tits. "I am! I love cum!"
Vincent put his hands on his daughter's nak-ed shoulders for support as he pumped his hips, working his prick in and out of her cleavage. She had her head well back and her expression of raw, primal ecstasy was sending him mad.
"You're a slut," Vincent said.
"Yes. Yes, Daddy, I'm a slut," Justine replied.
She was a slut, a wanton, cocksucking whore who would get on her back and fuck any hot stud whenever she felt like it. While other girls were worrying about whether or not to let their boyfriends feel their tits, Justine was busy getting her tits fucked by a hard cock, or having her juicy cunt skewered.
As she took the cock back and forth between her tits, Justine's tingling nipples were being rubbed by Vincent's pants, sending electrical currents sizzling through her veins. Her hard, juicy clit was pressing against her tight-fitting jeans, getting hotter by the second. Her panties stuck wetly to her cuntlips.
"You cunt!" Vincent hissed, trying to keep his voice down so his secretary wouldn't hear him.
"Cum on me, Daddy! Give me your cum!"
Justine looked at the cock as it plowed through her tit-globes. The mean-looking cockhead came near her face and she slapped at it with her tongue, licking off a drop of jism that shone like a pearl at the tip.
Justine watched the prick sink into her cleavage again, and she kept her face down, intent on licking off more pre-cum. When the pricktip punched between her tits the next time, a stream of white, thick, gooey jism shot from the pisshole.
"Uh!" the girl gasped as the spunk spattered in her face, striking her between the nose and lips. The hot, sticky blobs of cum made a line from her nose, over her lips, to her chin.
Justine threw her head back. She felt her father's cock expanding in size between her tits as it rolled back. When his pricktip burst through her cleavage a second time, another eruption of fuck-cream sailed from his overheated pisshole. The jet of cream hit her forehead and mingled with her ebony hair, running between her eyes and over the bridge of her nose to her open mouth. She tasted the salty essence of her own father's cum on her tongue.
"Slut! "Vincent hissed, jerking his hips to and fro furiously as he titty-fucked his daughter.
The businessman watched his own spunk hitting Justine. A river of jism exploded from his huge cockhead, hitting the underside of her chin and trickling down her arched neck. More eruptions landed on the satiny flesh of her neck until the jets became a slow trickle on the firm inher slopes of Justine's tits.
"Goddamn, I can't remember when I came that much," Vincent said softly.
Justine inhaled. The smell of her father's cum was everywhere. She felt the cum trickling down her neck, she tasted the rich cream on her tongue and felt it on her face. It was all just too much to bear and suddenly, even though she wasn't touching her clit, she came.
"Oh God!" she hissed as pussyjuice stream-ed out of her pussy.
The teenager jerked and spasmed as her cunt released its load of pent-up girl-cum. She maul-ed her tits, pinching her nipples, feeling cum oozing between her fingers. Between her slender thighs, a wide, dark stain showed on her jeans.
Then she fell on her side, her legs still curled up. Her insides were turning to jelly as clear waves of pussyjuice sluiced from her cunt, soak-ed up by her bikini panties and blue jeans.
Vincent watched, once again, totally amaz-ed as his teenaged daughter convulsed on the floor. He'd known a lot of women in his life, but never one who could cum from having her tits fucked. Her beautiful face was a mask of raw sexuality, cum showing whitely in her dark bangs, cum on her ruby lips, white blobs of fuck-cream on her forehead and chin.
"Ohhhhh," the girl sighed wearily as her climax subsided.
Justine looked up at her father, giving him a look of satisfaction as she continued rubbing his jism into her big, creamy tits. She pinched lightly on the tingling nipples, tugging gently on them as her body cooled.
"That was fantastic," Justine, whispered.
CHAPTER TWO
A sly smile played on Justine's mouth as she stepped into her blue Triumph Spitfire. She fired up the engine and sat for a moment, letting the car warm up as she thought about what had just happened in her father's office.
Her father was convinced that his business rival, Tex Jones, had gotten word on how he had placed an oil well on property that Jones should gave gotten the first bid on by law. So Vincent asked Justine if she would find out what she could. He said she might have to do things that "no proper lady should do" in order to gain information. There was some good-natured joking between them, and then, somehow, Justine had ended up on her knees in front of her father, tugging down his zipper and bringing out his thick cock.
Justine had wanted to work in the family business, and now she was-though in a way she never thought she would. Being a spy for Richmond Enterprises was better than any other job she could think of.
Her sultry lips curled into a full smile as she thought of how she would gain entrance into the Jones household. She had to find out what they were up to, and there were plenty of Jones men in the family for her to seduce.
If Justine was sure of anything, it was that she would be fucking her father's most virulent enemies in the very near future.
* * *
From her upstairs bedroom at the Richmond mansion, Justine could see the endless, rolling green lawn and Richmond Lake. And on the other side of the lake she saw the Jones complex, a small grouping of homes bunched together that had been there forever. How the orginal fight between Tex Jones and Vincent Richmond had started was a mystery to Justine, but she knew it had been going on longer than she had been alive. She couldn't count the number of times her father had reminded her that she should always be wary of a Jones, and for God's sake, never to date one of them.
Since leaving her father's office, Justine had been unable to think of anything but the bizarre assignment he had given her.
"I might as well start now," the girl murmured to herself, looking at the homes across Richmond Lake. "No time like the present."
She turned away from the window and look-ed at the clothes she had placed on her bed. She was stark naked, her body still warm from the bubbly bath she had recently taken.
"If I can't get some attention in these, I'll never get it."
She dressed slowly. First, the white bikini panties. Justine pulled them up her legs until the material was tight against her hungry pussylips. The panties were practically see-through, and her dark cunt mound could be seen through the garment.
Next came the cut-offs. Justine had cut off so much of the legs that between her thighs there was barely enough material to cover up her cunt. She squirmed her magnificently rounded ass into the cut-offs and zipped them up, fastening the snap in front.
Turning to the mirror above her dressing table, Justine inspected herself. Yes, she thought, the cut-offs will do nicely. They highlighted her legs. She turned her back to the mirror and looked over her shouldei. The underside of her asscheeks could be seen, especially when she bent over.
Justine picked up the white cotton T-shirt. It had strap sleeves and was several sizes too small for her. She had cut the T-shirt off just below her huge, milky tits to show off her stomach. When she put the T-shirt on, it squeezed her tits tightly. She raised her arms and to her pleasant surprise, discovered that the underside of her C-cup tits popped into view as the shirt rose up.
"If I can't catch myself a Jones fishing in this," she whispered, "I'm in bigger trouble than I thought!"
She chose a pair of sandals with three-inch heels.
"And now," she said, pausing a moment to fondle her big tits, her dark areolas visible through the T-shirt and her nipples making noticeable dents in the tight garment. "It's time for me to become a spy!"
* * *
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Zachery Jones demanded, storming up to Justine's Spitfire. "Get your ass out of here!"
Justine shivered a little, hoping the handsome Zachery wouldn't do anything to her that she couldn't handle.
"My car died on me," Justine said. "I don't know what happened."
"You shouldn't be on this road anyway. You know better than that."
Justine pleaded with Zachery to help her.
"Can't you please just look at the engine and find out what's wrong with it? You have such a reputation for being good with cars." Justine got out of the Triumph and felt a surge of confidence when Zachery's eyes raked over her voluptuous body. "I'll do anything just to get home. You know how our fathers hate each other. Daddy would kill me if he knew I was even talking to a Jones."
Zachery crossed his arms over his broad chest, drinking in the young brunette's considerable beauty. She looked like a tramp, even though he knew her family had millions. Her nipples poked like pencil erasers through her T-shirt, and his cock began twitching and jerking inside his pants.
"You'll do anything I tell you to," Zachery said coldly. "After all, Justine, you're a long way from home. And we both know the only people who use this road are Jones's. Nobody is going to come around to help you."
Justine closed her jade-green eyes, fighting for the courage to do what she knew she must. She needed to gain Zachery's confidence somehow, and the best way she could think of to keep a man from using his mind was to have him use his cock.
When she opened her eyes and looked at Zachery again, Justine immediately noticed that his prick was making a huge bulge in his pants. Her mouth began to water in anticipation, and she elt the pussyjuice moistening the petals of her fuck-hole.
"I'll do anything, Zachery. After all, the fight isn't between you and me, it's between your father Tex and my father." Justine ran the tip of her pink tongue around her mouth, struggling to find the right words to say. "I say I would do anything for you if you'd only fix my car and I meant that. Please help me."
From that point forward, Justine followed the commands that were given to her. She walked up to Zachery, twisting her arms around his neck and pushing her tits against his chest as his hands cupped her succulent asscheeks. With her high heels on, she was exactly the same height as Zachery.
"Mmmmmm!" Justine moaned, kissing him full on the mouth, squirming in his embrace. She opened her lips just a fraction of an inch and his tongue slipped into her mouth. Justine danced her own tongue against his, pressing her fiery tits harder into his chest, feeling the tingling sensation going from her nipples all through her body.
His hands were squeezing and kneading her asscheeks, exploring her ass and upper thighs as he shoved his tongue deep into her mouth.
As Justine sucked on Zachery's tongue, she could feel the power in his chest and arms. It seemed bizarre to be hungrily French kissing a man whom she had been told to stay away from all her life.
His hand moved up to her hip, paused a moment, then moved up to her naked stomach.
"I've wanted to fuck you for so long," Zachery hissed in the big-titted brunette's ear. His voice sounded strained, barely controlled. "Goddamn, you Richmonds are always parading around with all your money, but you still love to fuck just like us Joneses!"
Justine did not try to stop Zachery as he push-ed her against the Spitfire, then stepped back. His eyes raked up and down her exquisite body. She put her hands at her sides, unable to look into his eyes a moment longer.
When Zachery reached out with both hands and slipped them under her cut-off T-shirt, Justine purred softly. Her cunt was getting creamy, ready and waiting for a big cock to fill it. The roughness of Zachery's fingertips against her nipples sent flames of rampant desire blazing through her, searing her soul.
"Ohhhhh! Do what you will," she moaned as Zachery's fingers pressed into her firm, succulent flesh.
She spread her feet slightly, and leaned farther back, placing her hands flat on the hood of the Spitfire. Zachery pushed her skirt up, exposing her tits, squeezing them from the underside to make them stand out from her body even more. Her nipples grew considerably-cherry buds of flesh that ached for a mouth to suck on them.
When Zachery put a hand on Justine's shoulder and pushed, she fell backward, her elbows coming in hars contact with the car's hood.
"What are you doing?" she asked, somewhat frightened. She had expected to be sucking Zachery's cock by this time.
"Shut the fuck up, you Richmond slut! No whore questions what I do-especially not a Richmond whore!"
Justine had to suppress the smile that tugged at the corners of her sensual mouth. Zachery was unsnapping her cut-offs and jerking them down her legs. She raised her ass for a second, allowing him to jerk her bikini panties down her legs, too.
"Fuck!" Zachery gasped, his eyes glued to the tight, triangular patch of cunt hair at the apex of Justine's thighs.
Justine's cunt mound froze Zachery. The hair was jet black, softly curled, not terribly bushy or crisp. It was beautiful.
"I'll show you how a man licks pussy," Zachery hissed angrily, grabbing Justine's ankles and raising them.
"Ohhhh! Yes, Zachery, eat my cunt!"
When Justine felt a slick, probing tongue pushing the petals of her cunt apart, whatever inhibition she had felt initially about fucking a Jones vanished in a second. Zachery really did know what he was doing when he got his face between a girl's thighs. His tongue shoved deep into her cunt, pried her cuntlips apart, then dragged through her tight fuck-hole until he reached her clit. There, he sucked tenderly on her fiery fuckbutton, nibbling on it with his lips while his tongue lashed from side to side.
The teenager's long legs were over Zachery's shoulders, her feet against his back as she got her cunt gloriously licked.
Justine raised her arms above her head, resting them against the car. The T-shirt was pulled up above her huge, milky tits. The bright sun warmed her flesh as she twitched and quivered, her clit burning up under the onslaught of Zachery's experienced tongue.
"Mmmm!" Zachery moaned, licking out the sweet girl-cum as it trickled from Justine's fuckhole. He groaned, feeling his cock throbbing painfully in his jeans. It hurt to have his prick still trapped inside his pants. His cock felt like it would burst his zipper at any second.
When Zachery brought his mouth away from Justine's cunt, she was alsmot relieved because she knew his cock would quickly be replacing his tongue. What the horny teenager really wanted was to feel a Jones prick skewering her seething fuck-hole, driving deep into her body, filling her wanton cunt with hard, red-hot prick.
It was like a crazy dream for Justine as she watched Zachery tear open his pants and push them down his powerful thighs, exposing his angry prick. Zachery's cock was extremely thick, like a billy club; his prickhead was flared, mean-looking, the pisshole like an eye that look-ed straight at Justine's hot pussy.
"Rich bitch!" Zachery hissed, grabbing his cock and guiding it to the lust-swollen petals of Justine's pussy. "I'm going to show you how to fuck a rich bitch! Yeah!"
Closing her eyes, Justine leaned back on the car. Her feet were up on Zachery's broad shoulders, her bikini panties dangled from the heel of her right shoe. Her cut-offs were on the ground beside the car.
"Give it to me," Justine purred softly. "Give me your cock!"
The pricktip nudged Justine's aroused cuntlips. Then, without warning, Zachery attacked her. He threw his hips forward and all nine inches of his extremely thick cock lanced into Justine's juicy cunt.
"Awwww!" she groaned. Even though she was ready to get her sweet pussy filled with cockmeat, the unexpected invasion of all the meat that Zachery had to give her caught her by surprise. His prick warmed her insides, spreading the walls of her cunt and stretching her pussylips.
Zachery's balls rested in the crevice of Justine's asscheeks. He groaned, feeling her cunt muscles working on his prick. Looking at her, he couldn't believe how erotic she was. He had been told to hate the Richmonds. But now, with his meatpole completely buried in Justine's cunt, all he could think about was how big and beautiful her tits were, and how fantastic her cunt felt as it tugged and massaged his prick.
"Ohhhhh!" Zachery sighed, drawing back from the brunette's fuck-hole until he could see the rim of his cockhead. He waited a moment, knowing she was anticipating his invasion again.
"Don't tease me," Justine sobbed, the passion she felt building by the second.
That was all Zachery needed to hear. He literally threw himself at Justine's crotch, sinking his cock in her hot, clutching pussy until his fiery balls slapped loudly against her-cuntlips.
The incredible girth of Zachery's prick was really stretching Justine's cuntlips, and as he pushed his cock in and out of her cunt, the upper surface of his fuck-rod rolled slickly against her clit. Justine felt her pussyjuice trickling in the cleavage of her tight ass.
Zachery slowed the tempo down a bit. He fucked her slowly and steadily, pumping his rock-solid cock into her cunt until his pricktip hit her womb. As he fucked Justine, he ran his hands up and down her long, slender, naked legs, feeling the velvety smoothness of her flesh under his fingertips.
Looking down, Zachery saw his pale cock sinking into Justine's cunt, saw her pink cuntlips pulling out as he withdrew it, then puckering inward as he filled her with his fleshy prickshaft once again. His balls were tingling madly, nearly ready to gush out their thick wad of fuck-cream.
"You are so hard-so hard," Justine gasped, in a cry of primal eroticism as she rocked unsteadily, trembling under the impact of Zachery's hips. His cock seemed to be burning her up from the inside, filling her seething fuckhole completely, making her clit feel like it would burst at any second.
"You are so hot," Zachery groaned. "Your cunt is driving me crazy. I can feel you working on my prick. Ohhhh! You bitch! You're going to make me cum!"
"Don't cum in me," Justine gasped, wanting to watch and feel his spunk blasting from his piss-hole and spewing onto her flesh. "Cum on me! Cum on my tummy!"
The last possible second, Zachery pulled out his cock from Justine's hot, sweet pussy. He rubbed the underside of his prickhead over her parted cuntlips, jerking his hips back and forth.
He groaned as his big balls pulled up tight between his thighs. "Ohhhh!"
Jism sailed through the air, jetting from the hot stud's overheated pricktip. Justine raised her head just enough to watch the whitish spurts of cum blast from Zachery's pisshole. Cum hit the brown nipple of her right tit. More spunk hit her on the breastbone, directly between her huge mounds of tit flesh. Jism jerked up in the air as Zachery trapped his erupting cock between his own body and Justine's cunt, the creamy fountain landing on her tanned stomach.
"Yes! Oh, yes! Cum on me!" Justine sobbed.
Zachery continued to rub his prick over her cunt, sliding the underside of his huge cockshaft against her clit. It was all Justine needed to detonate.
She doubled up, raising her shoulders off the hood of the car, as girl-cum streamed from her pussy. She convulsed under the impact of the pleasure that gripped her. White blobs of cum landed on her quivering tits as her pussyjuice streamed out.
* * *
"You dumb cunt," Zachery hissed angrily, looking under the hood of Justine's Spitfire. "Your distributor wire fell off!"
Justine played dumb, pretending she didn't know what he was talking about. Not an hour earlier, she had pulled the wire off herself so she could be stranded on the gravel backwoods road.
"Thank you, Zachery," Justine said softly, getting in the car. "I don't know how I can ever repay you."
Zachery gave Justine a scowl and waved her away, jumping on his black motorcycle.
CHAPTER THREE
Justine swallowed nervously, sitting in the only straight-backed chair in her grandfather's study. There had been an emergency meeting called, and in attendance was her grandfather, Orson, her father, and her older brothers, Pierce and Abel.
"So what happened?" Orson asked, his voice low and carrying great authority. He was sitting behind his desk, hands folded together over his massive belly.
Justine studied her grandfather. He was the head of the Richmond family, there was no doubting that. The old man was in his seventies now, and he had gained a great deal of weight since the days when he first started Richmond Enterprises, but his eyes still held the fires of genius in them.
"Then Zachery Jones came by." Justine licked her lips nervously.
"And?" Orson said quietly, his gray eyes drinking in the teenaged brunette sitting facing his desk.
"And I said that I would do anything he asked if he'd only get my car going again." Justine looked down at her hands, which were folded in her lap. For the first time she realized how truly short her cut-offs were, and how sheer the undersized T-shirt was. The memory of taking Zachery's big prick into her cunt had made her nipples hard, prominent, showing themselves clearly through the fabric. "Of course I knew how he would take a comment like that, but I figured I had to gain his confidence somehow."
"Are you insinuating that you actually had sex with a Jones?" Orson's eyebrows arched in disbelief.
"I didn't want to, Grandpa Orson! Honest I didn't!" Justine twisted in her chair, studying the faces of the four men in the room. Not a one of them had the slightest trace of sympathy for her, or so it appeared. "I was told to gain entrance into the Jones complex and find out what I could. I'm trying to do that. If you want me to be the spy for Richmond Enterprises, you've got to let me do things my way!"
The meeting continued for another hour, with Justine telling the men, in graphic detail, everything that she had done with Zachery Jones on that backwoods gravel road.
When Justine had finished with her story, she could see that both Pierce and Abel had hardons inside their pants. Vincent, her father, had his legs crossed, so she couldn't tell if her story had affected him enough to make his big prick hard. Her grandfather was behind his desk, so Justine couldn't tell about him, either.
"As long as you had a good reason for fucking a Jones," Orson said finally, "I suppose it is all right. We've got to find out what they know about that oil lease, if they know anything at all. Justine, you keep doing whatever you have to do to gain confidence with them. And remember, Tex is the head of that family. If there is information to be gained, he'll be the one to have it."
"Yes, sir."
"And, Justine...."
"Yes, sir?"
"I think you should at least treat your own family as well as you treat your enemies."
Justine didn't have to be told in precise words what Orson meant by that. She rose from her chair, tugging at the bottom of her cut-offs to hide a little more of her shapely, tapered thighs. Justine was no virgin, but she had never gotten it on with four men at the same time before.
"Yes, sir," she said, trembling slightly with anticipation and uncertainty.
Orson's desk, as always, was completely cleared of papers and other objects. Justine walked to it, turned, then sat on the edge.
"I will do whatever it is I must do," she whispered to no one in particular.
The girl was stretched out on the desk, her legs spread slightly, hanging over the edge. Her sandals hovered several inches above the richly carpeted floor.
Pierce Richmond, the oldest of Vincent's sons, looked at his sister and groaned. He was the most handsome of the Richmonds and he knew it. His crystal-blue eyes, jet-black hair and lean, lanky body had driven women crazy with lust. And he had inherited something from his grandfather that not even Vincent could take credit for-Pierce Richmond had inherited his grandfather's foot-long prick.
He looked at Justine, unbuckling his belt and pulling his necktie loose. Positioning himself so that he could look up her body, he saw the fullness of her C-cup tits beneath her T-shirt. She had slashed the bottom of the shirt off and the milky lower swells of her tits were visible. The crotch of her cut-offs was so slender that he could see everything but his sister's pink, moist cuntlips.
Justine's eyes widened in shock when she saw Orson stand up and take his prick out of the fly of his suit pants. His cock, all twelve inches of it, was the biggest column of cockmeat she'd ever seen in her life. Had she looked at Pierce's big fuckrod, she would have fainted.
"Ohhhhh!" Justine sighed as Orson raised his awesome prick and brought the rubbery cock-knob to his granddaughter's mouth.
Justine, with her chin up and her head hanging over the edge of the desk, kissed the throbbing cockhead when Orson brought the prick close enough to her mouth.
It was an awe-inspiring sensation to hold such a monstrous prick in her hand, and Justine felt pussyjuice oozing to the petals of her pussy, moistening and lubricating her slick fuck-hole.
She rolled her tongue around the cockhead, getting it slick with spit while Orson worked to pull his balls out through the fly of his pants. Her legs twitched, and a moment later she felt someone sliding between her spread thighs.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, opening her jaws wide to accept Orson's cockhead into her mouth.
It astonished Justine that even though all she held in her mouth was her grandfather's pricktip, her mouth was almost completely crammed with cockmeat.
Pierce didn't bother with taking his sister's cut-offs off. Instead, he simply pulled the crotch to the side, taking the bikini panties along with them, and shoved his hugely swollen cockhead at her pussylips.
"She's got a good tongue on her," Orson sighed, putting his hands on his hips as he pumped his torso to fuck his massive prick deeper into Justine's mouth.
Justine looked at the old man's balls and shivered again. They were huge, just like his cock, hanging far beneath the base of his prickshaft. She wondered how much salty, gooey jism she'd be getting from him.
With his cockhead at the back of her mouth, Justine felt a cock shoving her cuntlips apart, entering her tight cunt channel. When the cockhead had spread her cunt walls apart, Justine thought she had taken all the cockmeat into her cunt that she could-until the pricktip continued its awesome invasion, pushing deeper and deeper, plowing further into her body than any cock had ever done before.
Justine quivered, her mind spinning uncontrollably.
"She's got a tight cunt," Pierce groaned, sinking that last inch of his incredible prick into his sister's hot, juicy pussy.
Pierce! thought Justine as she sucked harder on her grandfather's prick. He's the one with the big cock!
Justine felt her shirt being pulled up to her neck, exposing her luscious mounds of delectable tit flesh. She moaned loudly, letting whichever of the men in the room who had revealed her tits know that she approved.
Orson shoved his cock into the big-titted brunette's mouth until he saw her neck swell slightly. He could tell that she couldn't deepthroat his huge prick, but that didn't bother him. In his life he had only found a few women capable of chewing their way down his shaft and swallowing his prick whole.
"Her cunt is so fucking hot!" Pierce said quietly, shoving his cock full-length into his teenaged sister's receptive fuck-hole. His prickshaft was being rubbed by the crotch of her cut-offs, adding a harsh sensation that was different from the soft, satiny feelings her sweet pussy was giving him.
As she sucked, Justine stroked the shaft of her grandfather's mammoth cock. She breathed in ragged gulps, drawing in air whenever she got the chance as the ridge of his pricktip rolled to and fro between her moist, red, massaging lips. Her tongue blazed over his heated flesh, tantalizing him, tasting the masculine flavor of his prick. She watched his massive balls swinging slowly between his legs.
Pierce ran his hands over his sister's thighs, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin. He shoved his huge cock into her cunt-hole, burying every single inch of his throbbing prick in the seething recesses of Justine's tight, milking fuck-hole.
"Ohhhh!" Pierce groaned, pulling back until the rim of his pricktip appeared out of Justine's seething, liquid-filled pussy. He paused a moment, seeing her pink cuntlips moving slightly as she worked them on his cockhead, then shoved into her again, impaling her with his red-hot prick.
The sharp edge of the desk bit fnto the tender flesh of Justine's asscheeks, but she didn't do anything to stop the discomfort. Pierce's bonehard prickshaft was slicing into her cunt with increasing speed and fury, and she wasn't going to do anything to stop him from having as much pleasure with her body as was humanly possible.
"Mmmmmm!" she slurped, sucking harder on her grandfather's awesome, jaw-stretching column of cockmeat.
As Justine's mouth and cunt got fucked by two magnificent, fiery cockshafts, she heard someone getting on the desk. Hands began mauling her tits, pinching and tugging on her nipples, squeezing her creamy tit-globes. She moaned lustily, pleased to have the added attention to her ultra-sensitive tit-melons.
"Fuck her tits, Abel!" Justine heard her father say. "She loves it when you cum on her."
CHAPTER FOUR
It was an unbelievable experience for Justine. Cocks were everywhere. Big, hard, manly cocks that pushed into her body and delighted her senses. She felt Abel's strong, large hands grabbing her tits, forcing the milky tit-globes together. The heat of his large cock between her tits went straight to her clit, which was already being slickly rubbed by Pierce's gigantic prick.
"Mmmmmm!" Justine moaned, mouthing her grandfather's awesome, jaw-stretching cock.
She rubbed the cockhead with her tongue, tasting the pungent drops of pre-cum as they oozed out of his pisshole.
Her lean, curvaceous body was crushed to the table. Above her, Abel was churning his hips, fucking his monstrous column of cockmeat back and forth between her tits. Between her slender thighs, Pierce was jerking his hips to fuck his prick full-length in and out of her creamy, juicy cunt. In front of her, Orson was fucking her mouth with long, smooth strokes of his cockshaft.
Abel gouged his fingers deep into the luscious tit mounds, pressing his sister's tits around his cockhead. As he titty-fucked her, his hairy balls rubbed against her satiny body, adding fuel to the raging fire of lust already burning.
"Ummmmm!" Justine croaked, partially choking as her grandfather shoved his fuck-rod down her throat.
All three cocks were over ten inches long. Justine had never known such monstrous pricks existed. Her jaws ached from sucking on the oversized tip of Orson's prick, but she didn't care because he was giving her more cockmeat to suck on than she had ever gotten before. Between her legs, Pierce was shoving his pricktip deeper into her cunt than Justine had ever taken it before. The rubbery cock-knob smashed against her womb as he rammed her seething fuck-hole.
"I never figured she was this hot!" Abel panted, pinching his sister's nipples as he forced her tits tighter around his thrusting prick.
Justine sucked hard on her grandfather's cock, jerking on his prickshaft as the rim of his cockhead smashed in and out between her succulent, sucking lips. She could not wait to have his thick wad of jism splashing on her hot flesh.
Pierce skewered his sister's sweet cunt, shoving all twelve inches into her pussy. He had never felt a softer cunt bush in his life.
He withdrew half of his prick, then threw every inch back into Justine's pussy with a vengeance. His churning balls barged against her asscheeks, sending a rippling sensation up his spine.
"Ohhhhhhh! Justine! Justine! Sister Justine!"
Vincent, who knew what his hot-blooded teenaged daughter like most, spoke up quickly. "Don't cum in her! Cum on her! Jerk off on her!"
Sucking hungrily on Orson's cock while her tits got fucked by Abel's fiery prick, Justine thought: Thank you, Daddy!
Justine's handsome brother tore his red-hot cock from her flooded fuck-hole and began fisting it over her. He aimed his cockhead at her dark cuntal mound and suddenly squirted a massive stream of jism into her bush.
Justine shivered and squeezed Orson's cock tighter as she felt the hot cum splashing in her bush and over her dripping cuntlips and clit. She trembled, pussyjuice streaming from her cunt as white drops of fuck-cream splattered over her belly.
Justine, her body superheated, lost consciousness. She was suddenly aware of Orson withdrawing his prick from her. A moment later, molten waves of spunk splashed in her face. Cum hit her nose and lips, splattered her cheeks, jetted into her open mouth. When she turned her face slightly to one side, a river of fuck-cream hit in her hair, gluing her ebony strands to her temple.
She was still twitching and jerking from her own climax when Abel's cum gushed from his huge cockhead and flooded down her neck. His spunk poured over her creamy flesh, blobs of jism shooting from his cock-knob and becoming trapped between her tits. He pinched her cherry nipples hard as his cum deluged her magnificent mounds of feminine flesh.
When she had finished shooting his jism on her face, Orson shoved his cockhead against his granddaughter's spermy lips. He was pleased to see her splattered face surrounding the head of his prick as he fucked his rockrod hard into her mouth.
Pierce sighed as the last of his spunk jetted from his cockhead. He blasted a thick, juicy white stream of cum against his sister's cut-offs as he pulled the crotch aside to assaul her cuntlips. When he had shot his full wad, Pierce shoved his prick back into Justine's cunt and fucked her for several more strokes, allowing her pussy to milk the last drops of cream from his long, fat cock-tube.
"Take this!" Abel gasped, releasing Justine's tits and beating on his cockshaft. He shot two final spurts of jism from his balls, the fuckjuice splashing on his sister's T-shirt, now bunched up high above her tits.
When her grandfather and two brothers finally moved away from Justine, she tried to get to a sitting position on the desk. Her entire body felt weak. The climax that had sluiced out her pussyjuice and the cum that had splattered her body had taken all the energy from her. She rolled onto her side, then got unsteadily to her feet beside the desk.
"Does-does this prove that I'm loyal to the family?" she asked Orson quietly.
"Yes, my dear, I guess it does."
Justine smiled. "So from this point forward I'll be considered the spy for Richmond Enterprises. My motives will never be challenged, my loyalty will never be questioned. I'll answer to you, the Board of Richmond Enterprises. And I'll fuck each and every one of you whenever you want. Deal?"
CHAPTER FIVE
"Zachery?" Justine asked quietly into the telephone. "Yeah. Who's this?"
Justine's heart beat faster. "Zachery, this is Justine Richmond. Listen, I've got to see you again. After that wonderful fuck you gave me yesterday, I've just got to have more of your cock."
She waited a moment; Zachery said nothing. "Is there some place where I could meet you?
I'll do anything you want just so long as you give me your cock again."
"In the woods. Follow the path about two hundred hards from your place. Be there at nine o'clock. And don't be late."
"Don't worry, I won't be late."
* * *
Justine fidgeted, shifting her weight nervously from one foot to the other. The sun was dipping over the horizon, but the high trees had cut out direct light hours earlier.
She had found the clearing easily enough, and now all she had to do was wait for Zachery to show up. Justine was certain that he would come, sure of her sexual charms, convinced that he would go to any lengths to get his prick back in her hot, juicy cunt.
"Damn it, Zachery, where are you?" she murmured aloud.
She sat on a downed tree. She had chosen a skin-tight pair of shiny red hot pants and a black pullover polo shirt. She wished she had brought a purse along. She wanted a cigarette.
"Damn it all, Zachery Jones!" she said in disgust.
The sound of a twig snapping caught Justine's attention..She peered into the darkness and shadows, surprised to realize how quickly the night could envelop a person out in the woods.
"Zachery, is that you? Zachery, you're frightening me. Come out here, please!"
Justine's heart stopped beating for a moment when she saw who walked out of the woods. It was not Zachery, as she had hoped for. It was Jake Jones, Zachery's older brother. Jake was the local country sheriff, and his reputation for being a mean bastard was well-deserved.
"So the little darling is waiting for my kid brother, eh?" Jake said sarcastically, stepping into the clearing. "Now why would a rich cunt like Justine Richmond want to see my brother?"
Justine stood quickly, wishing now that she had covered her physical charms with different clothes. Jake's eyes were traveling up and down Justine's body hungrily.
"That's none of your business," Justine said defiantly. "Why don't you just leave? You've got no right to be here."
Jake laughed, but there was no humor in his voice.
"I've got no right? Just who the fuck do you think you are?" Jake advanced menacingly. so
"You may not have known this, but you are on Jones property. Your property line ends fifty or sixty yards back, you stupid slut!"
It was then that Justine realized her mistake, and how deeply in trouble she was. She hadn't told anyone in her family where she was going, or even that she was leaving the house. Vincent wouldn't be looking for her-he wouldn't even be worrying about where she was, since he would think she was in her bedroom.
"What are you going to do to me? What do you want from me?" Justine asked, her voice quivering with fear. Suddenly, this game of "spying" on the Jones' wasn't so much fun anymore.
"What am I going to do with you?" Jake chuckled hollowly. "I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want to do!"
Despite her struggles, Jake soon had Justine down on the ground. He wrenched her hands behind her back as the big-titted brunette bucked and struggled beneath him.
"Stop it! Stop it, you son of a bitch!" Justine hissed as she felt her hands pushed up behind her. The next thing she felt was a pair of stainless-steel handcuffs locking around her wrists.
"There," Jake said happily, taking some of his weight off the beautiful teenager. "That should make you a little easier to deal with."
The twigs and leaves beneath Justine's thrashing body prickled her flesh. Her massive tits were flattened against her chest, the huge titglobes becoming even more full and round, swelling out of the low-cut V-neck of the polo shirt.
Something clicked inside Justine's head. One minute she was afraid; the next she wasn't.
"Go ahead, you rat bastard!" Justine hissed defiantly. "Do with me what you will. I can take anything you've got to throw at me."
Justine realized she was probably making a mistake by challenging someone as potentially violent as Jake, but she was determined to make her point-that she was the hottest, horniest, sexiest girl in the county. If she could take Jake's wrath, then she could handle anything.
"You goddamn idiot," Jake hissed as he began unbuckling his belt. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
Jake stood over Justine, looking down at her, his anger mixing with his lust. He had watched her go from a flat-chested little girl to a big-titted teenager. And now he was going to fuck her. Knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop him heightened his pleasure, making his cock grow with startling swiftness. It stretched down the leg of his slacks, bulging the material out.
"So high and mighty," he said contemptuously, tugging loose his tie. "You Richmonds have always been looking down your nose at guys like me, but I'm going to change that. Yes I am. I'm going to fuck you like you ain't never been fucked before. You can count on that, missy!"
As the county sheriff, Jake had fucked many girls when they had done something illegal. Either he caught them speeding, or maybe holding a little marijuana. One way or the other, Jake let them know that if they sucked his cock or took off their clothes and spread their legs for him, all the charges would be forgotten.
But Jake had never fucked one with such an unbelievable body. Justine's tits were huge, yet her waist was very narrow. Her asscheeks, so tightly encased in the shiny hot pants, drew his eyes to them invitingly.
It was then that Jake realized what he was going to do to Justine.
"Ever been cornholed before, Justine?" he asked, a sneer in his voice.
"No. What? Wait a minute, Jake, you don't need to do that." Justine twisted onto her side, feeling the steel handcuffs tighten around her wrists, biting harshly into her skin. "Please, I'll do anything else you want. Anything at all!"
With her hands behind her back, Justine watched as he slowly, almost tauntingly, took his suit off. He stripped down completely, carefully laying each article of clothing neatly on the ground until he was completely naked and his cock, hard and pale with huge blue veins running along its broad shaft, jutting from his body like a cruel lance.
Despite her fear, Justine felt the pussyjuice begin moistening the rosy petals of her fuckhole.
This is insane, thought the teenager as she squirmed helplessly on the ground. This bastard has handcuffed me and is going to fuck my virgin ass, and I'm getting horny!
Jake's prick was large, about the size of Vincent's, and it had a slight hook to the left in the shaft. Justine stared at the cockhead, mesmerized by the fat, pale mushroomed prickknob. She knew his cockhead would be forcing her asscheeks apart, driving hard and fast up her asshole, thrust forward by his steely prickshaft. The thought brought anticipation and fear.
"Do what you must, you rat bastard!" Justine hissed defiantly. "If this is the only way you can get women to fuck you, then you're in damn sorry shape!"
Justine trembled, her voluptuous body tingling from head to foot as Jake slowly moved to her. He grabbed her by the hips, twisting her forcibly so that she had her knees beneath her and her cheek was against the ground with her ass up and open.
"We'll see how fucking smart-tongued you are after being fucked in the ass!"
She clenched her hands into tight, whiteknuckled fists as Jake jerked her hot pants down to her thighs, exposing the taut, pale half-moons of her asscheeks. The ground was prickly against her cheek as she waited, wondering what it would feel like to have his big cock slicing into her asshole, fucking her deeply, filling her asspucker with cockmeat.
"Fuckin' A!" Jake hissed, his eyes bugged out as he gawked at the girl's delicious asscheeks. Her brown ass-bud looked tight, virginal, and Jake wondered if it would even be possible to fit his massive cock inside.
Justine shook her ass from side to side. She knew she was teasing Jake, forcing his hand, almost making him cornhole her, but she didn't care. She had enjoyed everything else that had been done to her body so far, so she had no reason to believe that getting her tight, virgin asshole filled with his big prickmeat would be any different.
The hot pants around Justine's thighs prevented her from spreading her knees. She shivered, her tits rising toward her chin, rolling inside the polo shirt as Jake lightly slapped her quivering asscheeks with an open hand.
"You're hurting me," Justine said as the huge hand smacked against her naked flesh. Actually, Jake wasn't slapping her ass hard enough to hurt, but she wanted him to think that he was hurting her.
"I'll teach you to think you are better than us Jones'!"
Jake brought the throbbing head of his cock to the big-titted girl's asshole. He held her firmly by the hips, his fingers burrowing into her flesh, feeling how firm, warm and muscular her body was.
"No!" Justine gasped as she felt the cockhead pushing against her ass-bud, wedging her asscheeks apart brutally. The next thing she knew Jake's huge pricktip was pushing into her body, impaling her asshole, forcing its way deeper and deeper into her ass.
"Awwwww!" she groaned, her tits scraping against the ground. Even through her shirt the stimulation against her nipples was incredible, making the pussyjuice flow freely to her fuck-hole.
Jake shivered as he watched his big prick sinking into the girl's tight, virgin asshole. He gripped her hips more securely, preventing her from straightening out. Her ass was like a vise around his fiery prick, gripping him so hard it was almost painful.
"Ohhhhh! You're really going to get me off," Jake gasped, withdrawing all but the head of his prick from Justine's ass before throwing his hips at her again, impaling her almost to the hilt with his prick.
Justine gulped in air, fighting against the pain that swept over her. She pushed herself backward and felt her asscheeks come in contact with Jake's thighs, all of his fuck-rod sinking up her bugger.
"That's it, kid," Jake hissed, holding Justine tight against his body, feeling the heat of her ass surrounding his cock. "Shake that ass of yours. Hell, maybe I'll even let you go if you're good enough to me."
Those were the words Justine needed to hear. She began churning her lean, luscious hips, impaling herself on Jake's fuck-rod until his balls slapped against her juicy cuntlips.
"Ohhhhh! You feel so big," the girl sighed as the cock rolled smoothly in and out of her asshole. "Goddamn you, Jake, your cock feels so big in me!"
Each time Jake pulled his prick from Justine's ass, he pulled at her hips, forcing her backward at the same time he lunged forward. His cock sank to the hilt in her tight ass, spreading her asscheeks far apart to accommodate the mighty girth of his fucker.
Justine's nipples were hard, itching for satisfaction. As she rocked back and forth, her tits scraped against the ground lightly, sending tingles all through her.
Each time Jake pummeled her asscheeks with his hips, she felt his prick shoving far up her bugger, filling her with cockmeat and muscle. She trembled, squirming on her knees, giving herself freely to the cornholing she received.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Justine groaned at each hard-charging invasion of cockmeat into her asshole. She shook her ass from side to side, taking his cock into her from different angles, amazed at how the pain had vanished. She felt only the sheer bliss of cockmeat reaming out her ass, filling her body with power.
"Rich bitch!" Jake hissed.
As he skewered her succulent ass with his prick, Jake slapped Justine's asscheek with an open hand. He watched her flesh ripple under the impact.
Twisting her shoulders, Justine took some of the weight off her cheek. She was gulping in air greedily as her body blazed with the flames of raw, seething passion. The red-hot sensations going through her veins were burning her up. Each time Jake's cockshaft had lanced fulllength into her asshole, his balls slapped against her drooling clit, adding fuel to the flames of desire.
"Ohhhhh! Oh, yeahhhhh! Fuck my ass," she sobbed breathlessly, unable to believe she was actually begging the rapist behind her to shove his cock up her tingling, burning asshole.
"Ohhhh! Damn! Damn! I'm going to cum!"
Justine rocked under the impact of Jake's hips. He jerked her toward him furiously as he impaled her completely with his big prick. She was rocked back and forth as Jake pounded her asscheeks with his body, forcing her asscheeks further apart as his cockshaft expanded in size.
The spurting jets of fuck-cream flooded Justine's asshole. She felt his hairy balls flopping between his legs, slapping against her tender cuntlips as they released their cum.
When Jake had finished cumming, he pulled his cock from Justine's ass. She rolled on her side, her knees still pulled up, her hot pants wrapped around her deliciously tapered thighs.
"You bastard," she said weakly, but there was no anger or vehemence in her tone. "I've never been fucked there before."
Jake looked completely exhausted, and that gave Justine a certain amount of pride. She liked knowing that she could cornhole a man until his balls were dry and his heart was pounding like a jackhammer in his chest.
"Are you going to take the handcuffs off now?" Justine asked quietly. Her knees hurt from the twigs that had poked her sensitive skin. "I did everything you wanted, so will you let me go?"
Justine's heart sank when she looked into Jake's eyes. There was no way in hell he was going to let her go. "You've only just started, Miss Richmond. Hell's bells, you ain't come nearly far enough to be freed so soon!"
CHAPTER SIX
"Please-please don't do this," Justine whispered, hoping to play on whatever sympathy Jake might have. Don't do this to me!"
Her plea fell on deaf ears. Jake put her against a large tree, then he wrapped his belt around the tree, passing the leather just beneath Justine's chin. He cinched the belt buckle and then stepped back, chuckling cruelly.
"Please don't do this to me!" Justine moaned.
The belt kept Justine against the tree. It wasn't tight around her neck, but it prevented her from moving away from it. She realized she would be tied to the tree until Jake, or someone else, released his belt. Until that time, she was completely at Jake Jones' mercy.
"Please, I promise I'll do everything you ask of me if you just-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Jake bellowed, cutting off Justine. "Just shut your goddamn mouth or it's going to be even worse for you. Now do you understand me, Miss Rich Bitch? Huh? Do you understand?"
When Jake walked away, Justine closed her eyes. When she had asked her father if she could work for the family business, she never dreamed it would get her in this.
She could hear the crickets chirping. The sounds of the night were all around her. Shivering slightly, Justine wondered how long she would be tied to the tree.
* * *
As soon as Zachery made it to the clearing, his prick started to get hard. He had been careful on his way there, knowing that if Tex, his father, should discover he had been fucking a Richmond girl, he'd be in a great deal of trouble. So he circled the clearing slowly, checking to make sure that it wasn't a trap of some kind.
That was when he saw the glint of steel behind Justine, between her and the tree, and realized that she had been handcuffed. Zachery realized instantly that his older brother had been to the clearing before he had.
Justine's hot pants were pulled down to her thighs, leaving her dark cunt bush exposed. The belt around her neck kept her backed up to the tree. As she breathed, her huge tits rose and fell, stretching the front of the polo shirt.
Zachery unsnapped his jeans and pulled the zipper down slowly, careful not to make any noise. He grabbed his cock. It was hot and hard in his hand, throbbing with excitement. He stroked himself slowly, gaining a complete hardon, his eyes devouring the captive girl.
When he finally stepped out of the shadows, Justine quickly snapped her head around to look at him, her eyes filled with fear, then recognition.
The long, hard prick that stood out from Zachery's body like a flag pole drew Justine's eyes, and she knew then that her ordeal was a long way from being over-just like Jake had promised.
"What are you going to do?" she asked tremulously as Zachery stepped up to her.
Zachery reached out with both hands, cupping the girl's huge, milky tits. He fondled her tit-globes, rubbing the lusty nipples with his thumbs until they were hard and made sharp dents in her shirt.
"Ohhhhhh! That feels nice, Zachery. Can you take these handcuffs off? Then I'll do something really special for you." Justine licked her lips lewdly, her eyes going from Zachery's face to his prick, then back up to his face. "Please, Zachery, I want you so much. At least get rid of this belt. It's too tight around my neck. I can't move."
Justine shivered when Zachery grabbed the deep V of her shirt. She was expecting him to push her shirt up to get to her creamy tits. When he unexpectedly pulled viciously, her shirt tore in half, right down the front of it.
"Oh! Zachery, what are you doing?"
Justine tried to move away from the horny man, but the belt around her neck kept her close to the tree. Her huge tits jiggled and sloshed from her chest, the aureoles round and light brown, capped by hard nipples that begged for a mouth to suck on them.
"Don't talk unless I tell you."
When Zachery put his hand on Justine's shoulder and pushed down, she knew what he wanted, and she knew that she had no choice but to give him the best blow-job of his lifeor suffer severe consequences.
"This isn't necessary, you know, I'll suck your cock without having these terrible handcuffs locked onto m-"
Zachery threw his hips at Justine's beautiful face. His cockhead smashed against her lips, forcing them apart. The pricktip filled her mouth deeply, rolling over her tongue until the fleshy prick-knob collided with the opening of her throat. Justine threw her head backward to keep from having her throat stuffed with Zachery's big pricktip and it smacked against the trunk of the tree.
"Oh!" the big-titted brunette groaned, bright lights flashing in her mind from the hit on the head.
Zachery's pricktip was pushing fiercely against the back of her mouth, nearly reaming the teenager's virgin throat. Justine choked on the enormously swollen prick, fighting for air as her tongue crushed to the bottom of her mouth.
It wasn't until Zachery pulled back that she finally got a chance to fill her lungs with air. She inhaled deeply, her head swimming from the collision with the tree trunk.
"Ohhhhhh! Suck it, Justine!" Zachery groaned. He shoved his fuck-stick into her face, watching as each inch of his throbbing cock pushed into her hot, moist, sucking mouth.
When Justine pulled her head away from the tree, she was again reminded of the belt around her neck. It tightened as she brought her face forward. She could move her face no more than three or four inches without the belt cutting off her air.
Her nipples had become taut, even though she felt a raw, primal fear. Justine's ankles were rubbing against her asscheeks and pushing hard against the moist lips of her cunt. The hot pants were still around her thighs, pulled apart and tight from the position she was in.
She moaned softly when a pungent drop of pre-cum oozed from the pisshole of Zachery's cock. She got another precious drop and moaned louder.
"Suck it!" Zachery ordered, the threat implicit in his tone. "Suck my cock, Justine Richmond!"
As the cock moved back and forth between her lips, fucking her gorgeous face, Justine grabbed her ankles for support. The steel handcuffs were loose around her wrists, but if she should try to move her hands very far apart, they would immediately bind her securely.
"Ohhhh! Nice-very nice," Zachery sighed, pumping his hips slowly in measured strokes. He fucked the teenager's lips until his cockhead was at the back of her mouth, then pulled back just far enough so that she could use her tongue against the underside of his cockhead and against his slitted pisshole.
Justine chewed with her supple lips on the broad stem of Zachery's prick. Her tongue blazed a slick trail along the pulsing underside. She sucked on the cock, drawing her cheeks in to conform to his prickshaft as it pushed Zachery's cockhead to the back of her mouth.
As Zachery fucked his prick deep into Justine's captive mouth, he reached down and cupped her left tit in his hand. Her tit was warm and heavy, firm and responsive to his touch. He rubbed her tit-tip with his thumb, grazing his calloused fingers over the sensitive nipples. She squirmed and moaned softly. Zachery knew she was a hot-blooded bitch that got turned on no matter what was being done to her body.
As the heady, meaty flavor of Zachery's prick filled her senses, hot, oily girl-cum was oozing from her fuck-hole, lubricating her tight fuckchannel, reminding the girl of how desperately she needed to get her cunt filled with hard cockmeat.
"Mmmmmmm! Ummmm!" she slurped, dragging her tongue against the clef ted underside of Zachery's cockhead as he held it between her lips for her to suck and savor.
Justine was getting her face fucked and she loved it. She salivated freely around the invading prickshaft, sucking and choking. She sucked hard on the fuck-rod then loosened the suction, then sucked harder again, all the while, swirling her tongue around the head and shaft as Zachery fed her ravenous mouth with his prick.
Zachery's fingers were pinching her nipple, kneading her hot flesh, sending warm waves of ecstasy rippling through her curvaceous body. She shivered, squeezing her ankles tighter in her hands, squeezing his cockshaft with her lips as it forced Zachery's cockhead to the back of her mouth.
"Ohhhhhh! That's right, Justine, suck my cock! Baby, you really know what to do with a cock in your mouth!"
The words of praise heightened Justine's pleasure. It didn't matter to her anymore that she was handcuffed; it didn't bother her that there was a belt looped around her neck, keeping her in place. She swirled her tongue around the head of Zachery's cock, licking off the precum the moment it slipped from his pisshole.
Zachery grabbed the tree, holding it with both hands as he pistoned his hips slowly. His balls felt like they were on fire, and he battled with his senses to calm himself down. It didn't make any sense to shoot his wad right away, especially since it was obvious that the horny brunette with the big tits, shapely ass and tight pussy wasn't going anywhere.
"Mmmmm!" Justine moaned. She lashed at his pricktip with her tongue, trying to drive him over the edge of ecstasy so that he would explode in a fountain of juicy, creamy spunk.
Zachery shoved his prick hard into Justine's mouth and she once again had to pull her head back to keep him from driving his fuck-rod down her throat. Her head hit the tree trunk and Justine grimaced, choking slightly, fighting for air.
"Shut up, you slut!" he hissed, shoving his prick farther into her mouth to emphasize the fact that he was in complete control. "I don't want to hear anything but passion from you!"
Justine moaned loudly, even though she felt like gagging. The mushroomed cockhead was pushing against her tonsils, and she was using all her will power to do everything that the cruel bastard asked of her.
Zachery's spunk was extremely salty, the taste sharp against her frisking tongue. He was shoving his cock into her mouth faster now, fucking her succulent lips with his prick until his bullet-shaped cockhead smashed hard against the opening of her throat. Chewing with her lips, Justine formed a tight fissure for him to shove his cock between.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" Zachery moaned, as the spunk rolled to a boiling point in his quickly overheating balls. Justine's luscious lips and sweet tongue were driving his prick into a frenzy.
The teenager's big, magnificently shaped tits rolled on her chest, the nipples hard. Her torn shirt was at her wrists, stopped there by. the stainless-steel handcuffs that kept her captive.
The belt bit into her neck when Justine pushed her face forward, trying to meet Zachery's charging prick. Justine coughed as she lapped at the clefted underside of his cock's crown. Her cheeks hollowed, squeezing the sides of his prickshaft while her tongue danced tirelessly over the lust-inflamed cockhead.
"Ohhhhhh! Justine-Justine-you're going to get a mouthful!"
The words were hardly out of Zachery's mouth when he started flooding her mouth with cum.
The brunette moaned as a thick streamer of jism gushed over her dancing tongue. A second eruption splashed against the roof of her mouth.
Zachery threw himself at his gorgeous captive, fucking his prick into her face harshly as his cum-laded balls released themselves against her tongue.
Justine had just swallowed one bolt of fuckcream when a second one deluged her tonsils. She sucked harder on Zachery's prick, swallowing quickly, not even having time to savor the. delicious nectar, it was jetting from his huge cockhead so fast. It was coming in a floodtide that shocked the girl.
The cockhead slammed against the back of Justine's mouth and spewed a thick eruption of jism straight down her throat. She nearly choked, using all her will power to swallow the spunk and prepare herself for the next heated stream of jism sluicing from Zachery's pisshole.
It wasn't until after Justine had swallowed four or five times that the eruptions of cum finally began to lessen. She felt Zachery's body relax, and he fucked his prick into her mouth with less fury. She rolled her tongue in circles around his cockhead until only a weak spurt trickled from his prick-knob. Justine rolled the jism around with her tongue, feeling it against the insides of her cheeks and against her teeth.
"Now get out of here and go home," Zachery said as he fitted a key into the handcuffs and unlocked them. "And if I ever catch you on the Jones property again, I'll fuck the hell out of you."
"You mean you had a key for these all along?"
"Of course."
Justine was going to give Zachery a piece of her mind, but when she turned around, he had disappeared into the night.
"Well I'll be damned," she murmured quietly.
Justine rubbed her wrists, dropping her ruined polo shirt to the ground. She pulled her hot pants up, groaning softly as the tight garment pressed against the hot lips of her cunt. Her asshole still tingled from Jake's big cock slicing into it, taking away her virginity there.
Slowly, squinting her eyes in the darkness, Justine headed for home.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You've been doing what?" exclaimed Sara Richmond.
"I've been sort of acting as a spy for Daddy and Grandpa," Justine answered. She told her older sister all about the oil lease, and how the Jones family should have gotten first bid on it, but through backroom maneuvering, Richmond Enterprises was the only company to bid on the property.
Then Justine told her of her plans for infiltrating the Jones complex. By fucking the men, she could make them forget that she was their arch enemy. Eventually, she planned on staying the night with one of the Jones boys, and then she could check through Tex's records to find out if he really did know anything about her father's shady dealings.
"You might have to get it on with one of the women in the family," Sara said as she studied her younger sister's voluptuous body. "Have you ever done that before? You know, licked a woman's pussy or sucked on her tits?"
Justine shook her head.
"Maybe ... I mean ... you might like to try it out on me before you have to do it to Meredith or Nicole Jones."
Justine felt her heart beginning to thump like a trip-hammer in her chest. She looked at Sara, studying her, wondering how sexy it would be to have her tongue burying into the blonde's sweet pussy.
Justine studied Sara, her eyes trailing slowly up and down the platinum blonde's succulent body, and she felt the pussyjuice beginning to heat up her cunt.
Sara Richmond was twenty-eight, the oldest of the Richmond girls. She had striking platinum-blonde hair and a generous mouth with red lips that seemed even redder because of her creamy complexion. Sara, like most of the Richmond women, had been naturally blessed with a curvaceous, womanly body. Her figure had driven more than one man to go out of his mind with lust at the sight of her.
"As long as it is for the family," Sara whispered, placing her hands at her sides as she tried to stand as still as possible. "I will do anything necessary for the family."
Justine stood and walked around Sara, inspecting her critically. She wanted to feel Sara's hot, lush body against her own, to feel the warmth of her thighs against her cheeks as she fucked her stiffened tongue deep into her blonde-fringed pink pussy. But she was sudden-ly shy. Justine had done many things in her life, but she'd never gotten it on with another woman, never wrapped her lips around a clit until pussyjuice gushed into her mouth and over her frisking tongue.
"Just stand there. Pretend I'm not even here," Justine said quietly, mesmerized by her older sister's staggering physical charms.
Standing directly in front of Sara, Justine reached out with trembling hands and cupped them over the blonde's big tits. Almost instantly Sara's nipples became erect, making dents in her low-cut bodice.
Justine squeezed the mounds of tit flesh, pressing her fingers into the big tit-melons, testing their heft and firmness. Though Sara's tits weren't as large as her own firm tit mounds, they were still beautiful and full.
"I suppose I should have some practice with another woman ... just in case."
Justine was hungry for the pleasures of Sara's body for no other reason than that she wanted to experience something new and erotic. The Jones family had nothing to do with Justine's motivation as she caressed her sister's responsive mounds of tit flesh.
Releasing Sara's tits, Justine stepped around her sister to her back. She caught the tab of the dress's zipper and pulled it to the stop at Sara's hips. Slowly, she put her hands on Sara's shoulders, sliding her fingers under the dress. With a slight push, the dress slipped down Sara's arms to her waist. Justine bent down and pushed it past the full curve of her sister's hips, and the dress ended in a heap around her ankles.
"Ohhhhh! You really are beautiful," Justine sighed.
She inhaled and caught the sweet, feminine scent of perfume. It heightened her excitement and made her want to taste Sara's flesh all the more.
She moved so that she was in front of Sara again, her eyes drinking in the blonde's succulent flesh.
"I never wear these," Justine said, her fingers toying lightly over the lavender garter belt surrounding Sara's waist. "Maybe I should."
Sara closed her eyes. She trembled, her nipples hard as pebbles and aching for the warmth and moisture of Justine's mouth.
Sara's white bra was so sheer her dark nipples could easily be seen through the material. Justine brought her hands to the tits again, feeling them, rubbing her palms against the lusthardened nipples.
Justine pinched both nipples lightly between her thumbs and forefingers, watching the tittips becoming even more erect. She looked down and saw that Sara's stomach was sucked in; obviously, Sara was fighting with herself, battling with her emotions to keep them in check.
Slipping her fingers between the cups of Sara's bra, Justine unfastened the clasp. Slow-ly, like she was opening a present, she pulled the sheer, see-through cups away from her sister's big tits.
She pushed the bra off Sara's slender shoulders, helping to pull the silky fabric down her sister's arms until the bra was resting atop her crumpled dress.
Justine sank to her knees in front of the platinum blonde. Level with Sara's cunt, Justine stared hungrily at her sister's crotch. There was a line of moisture in Sara's white bikini panties. Hot pussyjuice was oozing to the lips of her cunt.
Putting her palm flat against Sara's stomach, Justine could almost feel the inner turmoil that her aroused sister was fighting with.
Justine pulled Sara's panties down over her hips, exposing her tight, pink pussy. She realized that she had always wanted to suck another woman's cunt. She had wanted to see another woman's face between her own thighs, flicking against her clit, but she never had the courage or the opportunity to follow through with her desires. Now she had both, and she intended to make the most of the situation.
Sara moaned softly, her eyes squeezed shut. To be forced to stand motionless while her clothes were taken off by a beautiful teenager was the wildest, most erotic torture she had ever known.
"You are so beautiful," Justine whispered, looking up at her sister's magnificently shaped body.
She kissed Sara's knee, pressing her lips against the black silk stockings, feeling the warmth of Sara's body and the coolness of the silk. Slowly, her tongue leaving a trail of moisture behind, she licked up Sara's thigh, moving her tongue inexorably toward the juicy cunt that awaited her slithering caresses.
"I'm going to lick your cunt," Justine whispered, her voicy husky with passion.
She didn't deliberate this time, she worked her way slowly toward Sara's cunt which drew her like a moth to a flame. Then she suddenly buried her face between Sara's creamy thighs and shoved her tongue as far as it would possibly go into the satiny, slick pussy-slit at the apex of Sara's thighs.
"Mmm!" Justine moaned, squirming on her knees, bending her head back so that she could push her mouth firmly against Sara's cuntlips.
She thrust her tongue back and forth, pushing it out stiff to fuck it into Sara's juicy cunt. The taste of pussyjuice delighted her taste buds, making her own cunt fluids flow freely from her fuck-hole.
"I can't take this anymore!" Sara gasped, unable to control the raging tide of raw, uninhibited lust that had been brought about by her little sister's innocently erotic performance.
In a squirming, tumbling mass of feverish feminine flesh, Sara and Justine ended up on the floor. Each lay on her side, facing the other's crotch.
"I love your cunt," Justine said, then kissed the moist fuck-hole between her sister's legs.
The big-titted teenager dragged her tongue through Sara's cunt crease, pausing at her clit to slash with her tongue. Justine's breath came in ragged gulps as the raw ecstasy gripped her like a vise, forcing her on, making her want to experience everything possible.
She tongued Sara's cunt, running her hands up and down her tapered thigh to feel the black silk under her fingertips. The pussyjuice that slowly trickled from Sara's snatch was like a sweet, precious nectar.
"Umm! Mmm!" Justine slurped, catching Sara's clit between her lips and sucking tender-ly on it. Justine could feel her clit pulsing between her lips, throbbing with excitement.
The two beautiful Richmond women devoured each other, burying their faces between silky thighs, tonguing up pussyjuice with a wanton desire that bordered on mania.
"Ahh!" Sara sighed. In her hand were the shredded remains of Justine's panties. In her haste, Sara had simply ripped the bikinis off.
Sara clamped her thighs together around Justine's face, trapping her mouth against her fiery pussy. The pink, slick tongue that lashed at her tingling clit was pushing Sara to the point where she would have no choice but to cum, spewing out her rich, slick girl-cum.
Justine opened her mouth wide, shoving her tongue into her sister's sweet cunt. She nibbled softly on Sara's cuntlips, sucking the petals between the lips to caress them with her pink tongue. On impulse, without really thinking about what she was doing, she moistened the middle finger of her hand with pussyjuice, then shoved it into Sara's ass.
"Ahhhh! Yes, finger my asshole!" Sara groaned as she felt her asshole skewered by her sister's stiff, unyielding finger.
Sara thrashed and squirmed on the floor, pushing her big tits against Justine's stomach so that tingling waves of electrical current sizzled through her body from her nipples. Each swipe of Justine's tongue against her clit pushed her closer and closer to cumming, and the closer she got, the more hungrily she sucked on Justine's fuck-hole.
Bobbing her face, Justine literally fucked Sara's cunt with her tongue, throwing her face against her crotch until her tongue shoved between the pussylips and her face smashed against her pelvis. Justine could feel Sara's tits flattening against her stomach, felt the hard nipples seemingly burning holes in her skin. She wrapped her arm around Sara's thigh, spreading her legs wider apart as she continued fingerfucking her tight ass-bud.
Passion built on passion; the pressure mounted until suddenly the two sisters came. Pussyjuice gushed from Justine's cunt, splashing over Sara's frisking pink tongue and into her open mouth. Sara came furiously, her body convulsing as girl-cum jetted from her cunt-slit into Justine's sucking mouth.
They jerked and thrashed on the floor, squirming their bodies together, pressing flesh to flesh. Sara's silk stockings burned against Justine's cheeks as she fucked her tongue into Sara's cunt again and again.
"S-Stop-please," Justine moaned, when she had licked up Sara's cum juice and her own cunt was tingling and satisfied. "I can't take any more of this!"
They rolled away from each other. A little while later, Justine had a sly smile on her face as she stared at the ceiling, her cheeks glistening with girl-cum, her tits rising and falling beneath the nightshirt.
"I can't believe what we've just done," Sarasaid quietly, her silk-encased thighs twitching a little from the aftershock of her climax. She tugged the stockings a little higher up her legs, refastening them to the straps of her garter belt. "Justine, if you tell me you've never licked a woman's cunt before, I'll believe you. But I've got to tell you something-you've got one hell of an educated tongue!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Do you figure we should let somebody in on what we're doing?" Justine asked her older sister.
Sara had a nervous look in her eyes, but she seemed calmer than Justine.
"You know, just let him know what's going down?"
"Part of the deal you made with Orson and Vincent was that you would have complete autonomy. Nobody asked any questions on how you got your information. Let's keep it that way." Sara added a touch of mascara to her long eyelashes before putting the makeup in a small shoulder purse. "It will work best for everyone in this family if we don't let them know we intend on fucking every Jones who wears pants. Male or female."
The two women, one eighteen, one twentyeight, left the Richmond mansion dressed to the hilt and ready to seduce. They had sat together in Sara's room the night before discussing every possible plan they could think of to find out precisely what Tex Jones knew of the oil leases.
Sara and Justine had left the front door and were on the vast back lawn of the Richmond estate when they heard a noise to their left.
"What are you two doing out here?" a male voice asked.
Sara recognized Pierce's voice. She'd heard from Justine how big her older brother's prick was, and what kind of lusty bastard he could be. When Justine had relayed the story of how Pierce had fucked her on Orson's desk, uncorking his cock at the last second to spray his hot, juicy wad all over her cunt-hair, it was nearly enough to make Sara cum right then and there.
"Pierce, is that you? Come out here where we can see you." Sara took a cautious step in the direction of his voice. "Please, this is spooky not being able to see you."
He stepped out finally. Tall, lean, supremely confident, he appeared at that moment to be more dashing and handsome than Sara had ever seen him before.
"You two have a look about you," Pierce said in his clipped, precise tone. "The look of two huntresses. Sara, I must say, I'm surprised to see you joining in on Justine's little quest. This isn't your style at all. You've never done anything for anybody in your life. Unless, of course, you were in a position to gain something yourself."
"You see so much," Sara replied, putting her hands on her hips, thrusting her tits out slight-ly, making the milky tit-melons strain against the bra and low-cut front of her dress. "Is it that obvious?"
A shiver of excitement rippled up Sara's spine as Pierce stepped up in front of her, hands in his coat pockets. She could never remember a time when he looked more delicious.
"Perhaps. Perhaps not. I guessed accurate-ly."
"And you want something from us." It was a statement, not a question. "Something to ensure your silence so Vincent and Orson won't know that I'm involving myself in the family affairs."
Pierce's chiseled features broke into a tight, confident smile. "You pick up things quickly, Sara. Perhaps you're ideally suited to the ... task at hand. Now quickly, since I'm sure you're on a time schedule, show me-don't tell mehow you intend on keeping my silence. You know that Orson and Vincent are terrible chauvinists. They don't allow women in on the family business. It's an unspoken rule, and you're breaking it."
A soft, passionate purr escaped from Sara's luscious lips as she put her hands on Pierce's chest and sank to her knees in the plush, soft lawn. From the corner of her eyes she glanced at the house, hoping nobody inside would look out. Though it was dark out, she could still be seen and recognized. It would be more than a little embarrassing explaining to her mother why she, Sara, was giving a blow-job to her brother while Justine stood by watching.
Sara worked quickly, pulling down Pierce's zipper and reaching inside his pants to fish out his monstrous prick and heavy, cum-laden balls.
His cock swung forward out of his pants, heavy and warm. Sara had never seen a bigger prick in her life. It was still soft, and yet it was large. It promised to get even larger, and the thought of how big her brother's cock would eventual-ly grow made the glowing ember of desire in her cunt flare up, and her pussy-lips began at once to moisten and swell.
"That's a big cock," Sara whispered as she stroked the huge prickshaft in her hand. It felt like a sleeping snake, filling her hand complete-ly. She stroked it slowly, working her hand over the rubbery inner core, feeling blood pulsing into the prick shank as it grew steadily.
"Time is of the essence," Pierce said.
Sara did not bother with her usual foreplay. Bringing the cockhead to her mouth, Sara opened her lips and sucked his prick inside.
"Mmmm!" she moaned softly, squeezing the massive cockshaft with her lips as her tongue caressed its underside.
The cock grew quickly to its full, jawstretching length. Sara bobbed slowly, sucking his prick into her mouth until his cockhead was against her tonsils. Her painted red lips traveled up and down the cockshaft, kissing and sucking.
Sara was a cock-hungry wench. She had been for years, sucking and fucking whenever she got the chance. But she had never taken her own brother's cock into her face, and the thrill of it now was exciting her beyond words. Sucking on Pierce's big prick made her so hot, she whimpered softly, in a strange excitement she had not known before.
"Mmmm!" she moaned, tonguing slowly and erotically on the clef ted underside of Pierce's cockhead. The flavor of her brother's prick was no different from any other cock Sara had sucked on, but it turned her on like nothing else. She could not forget that it was her brother's prick that was gliding smoothly between her glistening lips.
Justine was shocked by her sister's behavior. She stood and watched Sara's gorgeous face rolling back and forth, enjoying the sight of the red lips chewing gently on his massive prickshaft, and seeing her cheeks puff out a little, whenever Pierce's throbbing cockhead pushed against the insides of her mouth.
Sara moaned again, filling her mouth full with cockmeat.
Pussyjuice was making Justine's panties cling wetly to her cunt. When Pierce put his hand on her shoulder, she melted into him, pushing her tits against his side, her head tilted back, lips waiting for his.
"I can't believe how you two have changed," Pierce said huskily, squeezing Justine's curvaceous body in tighter to his own. "Goddamn, you girls are really turning me on."
"Kiss me," Justine whispered.
They kissed, Justine parting her lips to accept hungrily the probing tongue that slithered into her mouth. She put a hand down and felt the silkiness of Sara's platinum tresses as her head bobbed back and forth.
Justine twisted her shoulders, rubbing her massive, milky tits against her brother's side. Her nipples were burning, sending hot waves of seething passion rippling through her body. Even through the blouse she wore, the tingling sensations coming from her nipples were driving her crazy with lust.
As she chewed on his delicious cockhead, Sara brought her right hand back and forth over the broad shaft of her brother's fuck-stick. She squeezed his cockshaft, pounding on it slowly as her lips worked over his cockhead and those few inches of the shaft that she could fit into her mouth.
Nibbling on Pierce's pisshole, Sara caught the flavor of pre-cum. The pungent, sappy fluid tantalized her senses, letting her know that she was working her mouth over Pierce's fiery fuckrod the way he liked it to be done. She fisted his monstrous cock-shank, pounding on the lust-hardened flesh. Her big, creamy tits jiggled from her chest, the cleavage tight and succulent inside the extremely low-cut front of her dress.
Justine danced her tongue over Pierce's, shaking her shoulders to rub her burning nipples against his body. She ached with need, hungered for the feel of his cockshaft slicing between her cuntlips to fill her fuck-hole, like he had when she was stretched out on Orson's desk and he screwed her hot pussy until his wad gushed against her cunt-hair.
Glancing down, she saw the expression of sheer ecstasy on Sara's face as she chewed down the cockshaft. It was more than the teenager could stand. She dropped to her knees and cupped Pierce's heavy balls in her hand.
"You've got to share that with me, Sara," Justine whispered, her voice husky with passion. "I can't just stand and watch you give him a blow-job all on your own, I've got to have some of that beautiful cock for myself."
Sara crooned softly, swirling her tongue against Pierce's pisshole to lick off the pearl of pre-cum that had oozed out. From the corner of her eyes she looked at Justine, and the uninhibited, lusty look that she saw surprised even her.
Sara moaned especially loudly to tease Justine. She pushed her tongue out between her bottom lip and the cleft of Pierce's prick, letting Justine see how much she enjoyed licking and sucking his cockmeat.
"Come on, I need some of that!" Justine cried. She couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed the shaft of Pierce's awesome cock and jerked the head from her sister's ravenous mouth, pushing her lips over his pricktip.
"You don't need to fight over it," Pierce said. "There's plenty of cock there for both of you."
Justine jerked her face and Pierce's cock until his magnificent, conical pricktip slammed against the back of her throat, swelling her neck out. She choked softly until she relaxed. It wouldn't do to gag on Pierce's prick in front of Sara. Justine was determined to show Sara that she, too, knew what she was doing when her lips were playing over a big, pulsing fuckstick.
Sara shivered as though she was cold, but it was only the soaring passion going through her that made her succulent body twitch. She dipped her face down, twisting slightly, pushing her face between Pierce's spread thighs to tongue and slaver his hairy balls.
"Mmmm!" she moaned lustily, and moistened Pierce's ball sac with saliva, then sucked one ball into the warm, wet embrace of her mouth. Sara tongued gently on the huge ball, salivating freely around it.
Justine sucked her brother's prick into the liquid-filled embrace of her mouth until his cockhead was pushing against her tonsils. She chewed softly on his prickshaft with her lips, kneading the fiery flesh until it throbbed lusti-ly against her tongue. Thick, gooey drops of pre-cum oozed from his mushroom-shaped cock-knob, quickly getting tongued off by the insatiable teenager with a taste for cum.
"Your cock is so big," Justine gasped. "My God! I can hardly fit it in my mouth!"
Holding his cock by the shaft, Justine kept his pricktip close to her lips. She let her tongue snake out lewdly, flicking against his pisshole.
"Ohhhh! Lick it! Lick my cock!" Pierce hissed through gritted teeth, fighting to keep the spunk in his balls just a little while longer. The feelings going through him as his sister Sara sucked on his balls and Justine tongued the head of his cock were too powerful for him to remain calm for very much longer.
Sara released her brother's balls and worked her way up his cockshaft, tonguing the veined prick shank and Justine's fingers on her way toward his cock-knob. When she reached his cockhead, she joined Justine in licking the drooling tip of Pierce's fuck-stick. The girls lapped at his pisshole, licking off the pre-cum the moment it oozed from the huge prick-shaft. Their tongues flicked against each other's.
Capturing Pierce's cockhead between her lips, Sara looped her arm around Justine's shoulder. Her hand came down the front of Justine's body, and she cupped the full, warm, firm melon of tit flesh in her hand. Even through the blouse, Sara could feel the hardness of Justine's nipple, and how responsive it was to her caresses.
"Mmmm!" Sara moaned, hollowing her cheeks to squeeze the sides of her brother's fuckstick as she sucked on it.
"Don't suck him off," Justine hissed passionately. "I want his cum, Sara!"
"You can both have it," Pierce panted.
Sara and Justine put their beautiful faces close together, their mouths open and waiting for Pierce's cum. He pushed their hands away from his cock and began stroking the red-hot column of cockmeat, working his fist from the root to the shaft while he pointed the pisshole directly between their mouths.
"Ohhh! I've got a load and a half to give you," he groaned.
Justine's cheek was pressed against Sara's, her tongue lolling lewdly out of her mouth as she waited to catch as much spunk as possible. Sara's fingers were kneading her tit, burning her flesh, pinching and rolling her nipple through her blouse to send hot waves of pleasure sizzling through her veins. She squirmed, waiting impatiently for the cum to jet into her mouth, hoping to swallow as much of her brother's delicious fuck-cream as possible.
"Take this!" hissed Pierce.
The first juicy eruption of fuck-cream shot between the women's mouths, splattering over their lips and against their pressed-together cheeks. Justine's tongue rolled around her lips, trying to lick off the cum as the second heady river of jism shot from her brother's cockhead, splashing over her tongue and teeth. Justine swirled the spunk around her mouth with her tongue, never closing her lips for fear of missing a single drop of her brother's precious nectar.
Pierce laid the underside of his cockhead on Sara's tongue and deluged her tonsils with a creamy explosion of jism that was so thick and massive she nearly choked on it. When Sara closed her lips to drink the spunk down, another eruption gushed from Pierce's cockhead, the torrent splattering over her red lips and dangling from her chin.
Justine received the next eruption straight on her tongue. After that, both women worked on the cockhead, licking it furiously as the cum trickled out.
"Mmmm!" Justine sighed, the flavor of her brother's wad tantalizing her taste buds. She licked his pisshole again just as a thick drop of jism oozed out and quickly swallowed the cum.
* * *
When Pierce left the girls, they used Sara's small mirror she kept in her purse to redo their makeup.
"Come on," Sara said, closing the mirror case and putting it back in her purse. "We've got a job to complete."
The two sisters walked into the darkness, heading for the Jones complex.
"That's not going to be the last blow-job we give tonight," Justine said softly as she squinted her eyes in the darkness, trying to see the winding path through the trees. "You can go back if you want to."
"Justine, I hate the Jones boys as much as you do, and I love cock as much as you. There's no way in hell I'm going to turn back."
CHAPTER NINE
Tex Jones's jaw dropped open when he caught first sight of Sara Richmond. She had been the most vocal of the Richmond clan to oppose him; she had always been the one to look down her nose at Tex and his family. And now she stood in his doorway, decked out in one of the sexiest dresses he'd ever seen in his life.
"Yeah? What do you want? This ain't your neck of the woods."
"I wanted to talk to you," Sara said. She ran the tip of her tongue around her lips quickly, moistening them, making her mouth look even more inviting.
In that instant, with Tex's eyes raking up and down her voluptuous body, Sara wasn't sure if she could go through with her original plans. She was contemptuous of the hardworking Jones men, she had always looked upon them as mere common laborers and as such, people to avoid. Her frilly blue dress was made of a sheer nylon fabric that hugged the succulent, sweeping curves of her body, highlighting her huge, creamy tits and cut incredibly low in the neckline. Her tits billowed out the top of the dress, the lace edge of her bra nearly visible.
"What did you want to talk about?" Tex asked suspiciously. "We ain't got nothin' to talk about."
"Of course we do," Sara answered warmly, flashing him a quick smile. "Do you mind if I come in? It's difficult talking in a doorway."
Sara entered the house. It was country all the way, with polished wood furniture and heavy tables. She was rather surprised the Jones house had a comfortable aura to it.
"What do we have to talk about, Miss Richmond?" Tex closed the door with a bang and stood directly in front of Sara with his hands on his trim hips. He was an enormously tall man, standing six-foot-six, and he towered over the trembling platinum blonde. "You ain't never been one to talk to us before."
Sara swallowed the lump in her throat, trying to speak without having her words sound nervous.
"Yes, that's very true, Mr. Jones. But I thought it was time we buried the hatchet. You know, get to know each other a little better. Then maybe we won't be bickering with each other so much."
"Bury the hatchet, eh? I got a mind to bury my prick in you!"
Even though it was precisely the response Sara wanted from the tall, ruggedly handsome man, she felt a pang of fear when she saw the lusty, determined glint in Tex's eyes.
He grabbed her by the shoulders, jerking her curvaceous body harshly against his-own. Sara gasped, shocked at the strength of the man's hands and arms. Her tits were crushed against his stomach, hot tingles coming from her nipples. She'd never been with a man as tall as Tex Jones, and it surprised her to discover her face was only level with his chest.
"What are you doing?" the stunning blonde asked, putting her hands on Tex's hips, trying to push herself out of his grasp. "Please, Tex, I wouldn't have come here if I'd known that you were going to-"
Sara was silenced when she was bent backward and Tex's mouth came down firmly upon her own. His moustache tickled her nose as his tongue pushed between her lips, exploring inside.
His hand came up, huge and strong, cupping Sara's left tit through her blouse and bra. The fingers pinched her nipple hard, bruising her sensitive flesh, sending rippling sensations of pleasure and pain coursing through her veins.
"Mmmm!" Sara groaned, both offended and aroused by the tall, brutally handsome man. She squirmed in his embrace, feeling his hand working over her tit.
Her legs were parted slightly as she was bent backward, and Sara felt Tex's powerful thigh between her own. Though the hem of her dress came down to her knees, it was slitted up the front and back nearly to her cunt.
When she twisted her face to the side, breaking the kiss, Sara shivered as she felt Tex's hot, slithering tongue grazing over her ear lobe, then into her ear. She had always gotten extremely turned on whenever a man flicked his tongue into her ear, and even though she was disgusted with Tex, her body responded the same as it always did. Pussyjuice oozed into her fuck-hole, moistening and lubricating the tight channel for Tex's gigantic fuck-stick.
"Stop this," Sara gasped breathlessly, her tone holding little conviction in it. "Please, Tex, stop this now before we go too far!"
She was picked up like she weighed no more than a feather, Tex's arms under her arms and legs. She looped her arms around his neck, noticing how truly handsome Tex was. His eyes were like pieces of blue ice, cold and menacing.
"Tex-oh, Tex!" Sara whispered as she was brought over to the leather couch and unceremoniously dropped onto it. The dress came up to her crotch, showing off the dark tops of her black nylons and the lavender straps of her garter belt.
"Keep your mouth shut, little lady," Tex said, his voice cool and confident. "We don't cotton to cock-teasers 'round these parts, so you either put out or I take it from you. Nobody comes around here looking like that without expecting to get laid!"
Sara did not protest when Tex pushed her dress higher, then jerked her panties down her legs, over her stiletto heeled shoes. He sniffed them briefly, then dropped them to the floor. He jerked open his pants and pushed them down to his thighs, not bothering to take off his shirt or shoes. Sara gawked at the huge prick that jutted from his waist, the shaft thick and ovalshaped, the cock-knob at the end almost purple in color.
"Don't hurt me," Sara whispered.
Tex knelt on the floor beside Sara, pushing her thighs apart. When he shoved his face between the blonde's legs and thrust his tongue deep into her cunt, she purred softly.
"Ahhh! Yes, Tex, lick my cunt," Sara whispered, bringing her hands up to her tits. She pushed the front of her dress down, popping her milky tits out of the dress and bra. The nipples were elongated with lust, the aureolas light brown and tingling.
Tex caught Sara's clit between his lips and sucked softly, feeling her body tensing and relaxing as he lashed at it cruelly. He dragged his tongue through her tight fuck-hole, lapping up the pussyjuice as it oozed out, tasting the sweetness of the moaning blonde's love nectar.
Sara had fingernails that extended a full inch beyond the tips of her fingers. She scratched her nipples with the long, red-painted nails, the sensation harsh and crisp compared to the slick, soft touch of Tex's tongue against her clit.
Squirming, twisting her ass on the couch, Sara kicked one leg over the back of the couch, spreading her legs as far apart as she could to give Tex all the freedom he needed to expertly tongue her burning cunt.
"Ohhhhh! Goddamn it, Tex, you're making me so hot! You really know how to lick a girl's cunt!"
Sara put one foot on the floor, shocked and ashamed of herself for so wantonly and willingly giving herself to Tex Jones. She had always considered him detestable, and now she was squirming on his couch in his living room, getting her clit licked in such a fashion that would all but ensure her cumming if he didn't stop very soon.
"Lick me," she whispered.
Tex's moustache was tickling the lips of Sara's cunt. She usually preferred her men to be clean-shaven, but there was something about Tex that made his moustache pleasing to her senses.
Tex sighed lustily, mashing his lips against the petals of Sara's fuck-hole, invading her body as deeply as possible with his tongue.
Sara scratched and pinched her nipples, twisting the buds around until hot bolts of raw ecstasy jerked through her voluptuous body.
Her red lips were glistening, and when Tex put his hand to her mouth, the horny blonde sucked on his long middle finger like it was a cock. She curled her tongue around the finger, feeling how calloused his flesh was.
"Mmmm!" Sara sighed, quivering on the couch as her cunt got filled with Tex's tongue.
Each slick swipe of Tex's tongue sent new waves of ecstasy rippling through Sara's hot, aroused body. She clawed at her nipples, trembling and twitching under the impact of brutal-ly satisfying pleasure.
"Ohhhh! Lick me, Tex! Lick my hot pussy! Ohhh, you're making me so hot! You're turning me on so much!"
Tex stood up, moving higher on the couch before getting down on his knees again. His prick was pointed at Sara's face, and she didn't hesitate to grab the enormous cockshaft.
"It's big! Huge! I just knew you'd have a big cock!" Sara crooned happily before wrapping her red, moist lips around his huge cockhead.
Tex pushed a lock of blonde hair away from Sara's cheek as she gulped his throbbing fuckstick deep into her mouth. He groaned as the warm, wet, massaging lips enveloped the tip of his prick, her slithering tongue adding fuel to the inferno of lust that burned in his balls. He pumped his hips, fucking his cock into the gorgeous woman's seething mouth.
"I never figured I'd see your lips around my prick," he said quietly, shoving his cock into Sara's juicy mouth until his cock's crown was pushed firmly against the opening of her throat.
Sara's jaws were opened wide. Tex didn't have as big a cock as her brother, Pierce, but it was almost as thick-a cock made for pleasing a woman's most ardent, lusty desires.
"Mmmm!" she moaned, rolling her tongue in circles around the head of Tex's cockmeat, toying with the slitted cocktip. She had already sucked off Pierce that evening, and what Sara really wanted to do was take Tex's fuck-stick deep into her cunt. That, however, would have to wait for later. The last thing Sara wanted to do was disappoint Tex in any way. If he wanted to shoot his hot spunk in her mouth, she'd be more than happy to let him do that.
The shaft of Tex's prick was like a steel rod, continually driving his fat, pulsing cockhead deep into Sara's sweetly sucking mouth. She moaned passionately, pinching and twisting her nipples as she chewed softly with her lips on the head of his cock.
"Okay, that's enough," Tex said finally, his balls tingling, his cockhead pushing against the back of Sara's throat. "Now I'm going to fuck you, Miss Richmond! You're goddamn right I'm gonna fuck you!"
Even before Sara had time to react, Tex was upon her, forcing her cuntlips open with the bullet-shaped head of his gargantuan cockmeat. He crushed her tits with his sinewy chest, bruising her lips with a demanding kiss that took Sara's breath away.
"Awwwww! God! You're so big!" Sara gasped as the huge column of cockmeat sliced full-length into her cunt with amazing force.
Sara felt like a rag doll beneath Tex. He pounded her supple body, throwing himself upon her, skewering her tight cunt-slit with every pulsating inch of cockmeat he had to give her. The big-titted platinum blonde bounced on the cushions of the couch, one foot on the floor and the other looped over the back of the couch to give Tex complete access to her pussy., "Uh! Ohhhhh! You're a hot one! Goddamn Richmond cunt!" Tex hissed as he worked his cock around inside the clutching recesses of Sara's fuck-hole.
Each time Tex plowed into her cunt, Sara felt his pubic bone collide with the tender, sensitive lips of her pussy, crushing and bruising them. His hairy ball sac slapped against her asshole each time he nudged her womb with his cockhead, letting Sara know that she would be getting a flood of jism before long.
"Stick your tongue in my mouth!" Tex demanded.
Sara looked into Tex's eyes, which were only inches from her own. She was frightened of him, frightened because he was tall and powerful and could take her any way he liked and she wouldn't be able to stop him. She kissed his mouth, flicking her tongue over his lips before probing inside.
"Mmmm!" she purred, giving herself total-ly to the rough, coarse bastard with the big cock who was tantalizing her clit until she felt her climax fast approaching.
It didn't matter that Sara felt defenseless. As she rocked and bounced under the forceful onslaught of cockmeat into her cunt, she felt like her whole body was on fire, every nerve ending vividly awake and tingling madly.
Sara's beautiful brown eyes were glassy with lust as she felt the fast approach of her own climax. Tex's fuck-rod powered into her seething cunt, slamming against her womb as his broad prickshaft stretched her cuntlips. The pounding, continual sensation of motion inside her body, the pain and the humiliation all served to heighten the panting woman's arousal.
Suddenly Sara wasn't capable of coherent thought any longer. She bucked and thrashed beneath Tex, churning her hips to get the maximum amount of slick friction against her fiery clit as his cock sliced deep into her. She arched her back, lifting Tex up, and gushed out her slick, oily girl-cum.
"I'm cumming!" she hissed through gritted teeth as she convulsed under Tex.
As her pussyjuice gushed out, Sara clawed at Tex's back, driven wild by the delirious ecstasy his cock could provide. She was still churning her tight, lean hips when thick, rich bolts of jism exploded from Tex's balls, showering her womb, filling her fuck-hole completely with his seed.
"Cunt! Richmond slut!" Tex screamed as he pounded the blonde's crotch with his own, reaming her cunt with every last inch of his overheated prickshaft.
"You're a hot lady," Tex panted at last, his moustache tickling Sara's earlobe as his prickshaft shrunk down inside the warm, cum-filled recesses of her pussy.
Sara stroked his close-cropped hair, wondering if things were going as planned for Justine. A shiver passed up Sara's spine as she thought about what her little sister had in store for her.
CHAPTER TEN
Justine swirled her tongue around the end of Zachery's prick, salivating freely from the tasty column of fiery, bone-hard cockmeat.
"Mmmm! I just had to come here," Justine whispered softly in the dark room. "I couldn't go another minute without your cock."
She was kneeling at the side of Zachery's bed, having climbed through the window of his bedroom. Zachery had been in bed, but when he felt her hot, supple lips wrap around his cockhead, all complaints or arguments about her having come to see him vanished in an instant.
Justine opened her mouth wide, inhaling around the thick shaft of cockmeat. She sucked his cockhead deeper into her mouth, crooning softly, fascinated by the thickness of Zachery's throbbing cock. The pricktip was pushing against the roof of her mouth, yet was big enough to flatten her tongue.
"Ohhhhh! Take it deep, Justine," Zachery groaned, his head and shoulders propped up on a pillow as he watched Justine suck. He had his hands together behind his head, affecting a nonchalance that belied the erotic feelings going through him. As always, Justine's hotly sucking mouth was driving him crazy.
Justine moaned, taking his cock into her face until his fleshy cock-knob was pushing against the back of her mouth.
Her nipples were hard, tingling, making dents in the shirt she wore. She had rolled the bottom part of her shirt up and tied it together between her tits, so her tits could jiggle and sway freely. The floor was polished wood, hard against the teenager's naked knees as she gave Zachery Jones the hottest blow-job she could manage.
Justine scratched Zachery's thighs lightly, bringing her face up and down slowly. She straightened her head, continuing to suck his thick prick into her mouth, now at a perfect right-angle to Zachery's body.
A thick, gooey pearl of pre-cum oozed from the slitted pisshole at the end of his cock, and Justine quickly licked off the jism, mewling soft-ly at the pungent flavor of Zachery's cum.
Justine's tits rubbed against the side of the big old brass bed as she sucked on Zachery's prick. Hot tingles of ecstasy rippled through her curvaceous body as she nibbled down the shaft of his fuck-rod, pressing her tits against the mattress to heighten her pleasure. Pussyjuice was oozing from her fuck-hole, making her skin-tight cut-off jeans cling to her crotch.
"Mmmm! Ummm!" Justine slurped and groaned, taking the burgeoning cock deeper into her mouth than was comfortable for her. The cockhead smashed hard against her tonsils, swelling her neck out as it bore powerfully into her throat. Her eyes misted over and Justine calmed herself by bobbing over the cockhead for a while, letting her throat relax as her lips worked over the rim of the crown.
"Yes!" Zachery sighed, feeling the girl's slick tongue working circles around his pricktip. His balls felt like they were on fire, and he could tell that the horny brunette from the rich family really loved sucking cock. She wasn't just doing it to please him, Zachery decided; Justine was sucking his cock and would take his spunk anywhere simply because she loved cockmeat and jism!
With his cockhead at the back of her mouth, Justine tugged at the knot of her blouse. She wanted to free her tits to rub and pinch her burning, red-hot nipples. But in her haste and lust, she only ended up tightening the knot between her tits even more.
Angry with herself, Justine pulled the garment apart, pushing her tits out over the blouse. Her hands caught the two D-cup titglobes, thumbs and forefingers finding the tingling nipples instantly.
"Yes, play with your tits while you give me a blow-job!" Zachery urged. "Damn it, I love watching a beautiful chick suckin' me off while she plays with herself!"
She danced her tongue against the cleft and the underside of Zachery's cockhead, licking off pre-cum the moment it slipped out. Justine trembled, squirming on her knees, pinching and rolling her tit-tips as she gave herself totally to the wanton feelings that swept her away.
She impaled her face on Zachery's cock, throwing her face down until her gorgeous facial features were completely distorted by the thickness of it, then pulling up to lash and whip his pisshole with her tongue. She gouged her fingers deep into her milky tit-globes, bruising her tits as she mauled them, hungry for sensations of any kind.
Bubbles of saliva trickled down Zachery's veined cock-shank until it mingled with the hair surrounding his magnificent fuck-stick. Justine chewed on his prickshaft with her lips, crooning and moaning, totally lost in the throes of pure ecstasy as she gave the blow-job.
"Let me eat your cunt," Zachery said, pushing his fingers through the hair at the back of Justine's head to pull her mouth off his burning prick. "I want to eat your cunt while you eat my cock!"
Justine pushed Zachery's hand out of her hair, standing slowly, turning her body so that she was silhouetted in moonlight. She took her time untying the knotted blouse, allowing Zachery to watch every move she made, to watch her fantastic tits bouncing on her chest.
"Do you like my tits?" Justine asked, dropping the blouse to the floor. "Hmmmm? Tell me you want to fuck my tits. I love getting tittyfucked!"
Zachery's mouth worked for a moment before the words finally came from his throat. "I love your tits-and I want to fuck them. You're a bitch and a cock-teaser, Justine Richmond."
The girl chuckled softly. "I am not a cockteaser. If I was a cock-teaser, you wouldn't have a wet prick right now. I've been sucking you, remember? Now that doesn't sound like a cockteaser, does it?"
Justine unsnapped her cut-offs. Slowly, very slowly, she peeled the zipper down. As the metal teeth of the zipper unfastened, she pushed the jeans past the tight curve of her hips, pausing before dragging them down past her exquisite cunt bush.
"Ohhhhh! You have a fantastic body!" Zachery said, his eyes wide with amazement as he stared at the teenager's voluptuous physique.
Justine pulled her feet out of the cut-offs and stood with her legs slightly parted, balancing on stiletto-heeled shoes, her succulent, utterly fuckable body completely naked.
"I want your tongue in my cunt," she hissed softly, rolling the tip of her tongue around her mouth. "That's what I want to feel, Zachery. I want to feel you fucking me with your tongue."
Justine crawled onto the bed, straddling Zachery's head with her knees. His arms immediately wrapped around her waist and she lowered her hips until her cuntlips were pressing against his mouth and his tongue was delving into her tight, juicy fuck-hole.
"Ohhhhh! Yes, Zachery! That's so nice! There's no feeling in the world like having a tongue in my cunt!"
She chinned her hips, pushing her pussy firm-ly against Zachery's mouth. She flattened her huge tits against his stomach and kissed the head of his prick hungrily.
"Mmmmm! I love the taste of your cock," Justine whispered, rubbing the spitty crown of Zachery's prick against her lips and cheeks as she spoke.
She grabbed his cockshaft in her fist, cupping Zachery's big balls in her other hand. Justine pushed her face down, allowing his thick cockhead to force her jaws apart until she had his prick-knob in the hot, sucking recesses of her throat.
Justine nodded her head slowly, sucking his prick into her mouth as far as she could before pulling up. As she gave Zachery's cock her most succulent oral caresses, she fisted his broad prickshaft, working her hand from his balls to the rim of the cockhead, stroking in unison with her mouth's undulations.
As she gave the blow-job, Justine squirmed above Zachery, pressing her body against him, feeling the hot, itching sensation going from her tit-tips all through her body. Each time his slithering tongue lashed over her tingling clit, electricity twitched through her limbs. Pussyjuice was oozing freely from her fuck-hole, making the man's lips and cheeks glisten with her nectar.
As Zachery thrust his tongue into Justine's cunt, he cupped her firm asscheeks in his hands. He pulled them apart, forcing the girl's ass to spread. Her clit was hard, erect, trembling each time he whipped it with his tongue. Groaning with ecstasy, Zachery lapped hungrily at the turgid fuckhole, wanting to tongue up every drop of pussyjuice she had to give him.
"Mmram!" he moaned, feeling her warm, firm tits flattening against his stomach as she squatted above him, twitching under the manipulations of his tongue and hands. He could feel her hot lips travelling up and down on the vibrating shaft of his prick, and felt her tongue circling his pisshole to lick off the pungent jism that oozed out slowly.
Justine fondled Zachery's balls, rolling them inside his ball sac, testing them. She knew that when Zachery blew his wad, he had a hell of a load to give-and it was his cum that she craved now with a nymphomaniac's desire. She gulped his thick prickhead into her mouth, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as the rubbery crown of his cock impacted almost cruelly with the opening of her throat.
"I want your cum!" the horny teenager hissed through gritted teeth, rubbing the spit-slickened head of his prick over her cheeks as she spoke. "Give me your cum, Zachery! Don't hold back on me!"
Justine was shocked when Zachery rolled over, taking her with him. One minute she was on top of him and the next she was beneath him. He pumped his hips, powering his blunt, thick prickshaft between her lips until he crammed her mouth completely full with his cockmeat. She trembled and groaned, her face getting fucked while her tingling clit got whipped by Zachery's hot, thrashing tongue. At last, Justine cried out, unable to control the cock that reamed her tight, soft, massaging lips.
Zachery was fucking his tongue into her cunt until his lips mashed against the petals of her pussy. Justine shivered, her knees almost at her sides as the horny stud doubled her up to expose her juicy fuck-hole.
His cock continued its brutal invasion, rocketing between her lips until his pricktip slammed against the opening of her throat. Justine near-ly choked several times, but she was powerless to stop Zachery. And then, just when she was certain he was going to force her to deep-throat his blunt, club-like cock, he twisted around on her again, straddling her upper body with his knees.
"You wanted to get titty-fucked, Justine, so that's what I'm going to do!"
Justine was going to get exactly what she wanted, and the prospect of feeling Zachery's spunk blasting over her neck and tits made her squirm with happiness. She grabbed her tits, holding them from the upper swells, pushing them down toward her hips and together at the same time. When Zachery shoved his fuck-rod through her cleavage, his cockhead smacking against her chin, Justine shivered, feeling the heat of his cockmeat going through her creamy tit-globes straight to her clit.
"Ohhh! Ahhh! I really get off on it!" Zachery groaned, his balls rubbing against Justine's hot body as he fucked her swelling tits.
Justine pinched her nipples as she squeezed her tits around Zachery's ramrodding column of cockmeat. She licked his drooling pisshole each time his cockhead came near her mouth.
Zachery reamed her tits with his cock only a half-dozen times or so before his creamy eruptions of fuck-cream began.
The cockhead appeared between the tight juncture of her tits, and Justine licked his cockknob. But then, with her tongue against his pisshole, a river of white, gooey jism exploded out like lava from a volcano. The spunk gushed over her tongue and lips, splattering over her upper Up and against the side of her nose.
"Uh!" the brunette gasped.
Zachery's prick disappeared between her tits again, and Justine felt a wad of cum splatter against the inside of her tit-globes, trapped there by the firm, spine-tingling pressure she applied.
The cum showered Justine's neck and tits. Once, when Zachery pumped his hips far forward, a jet of spunk sailed from the end of his cock to hit her on the forehead.
"I love your cum!" Justine moaned, as the last of Zachery's spunk trickled from his pisshole onto her neck and tits.
Justine waited until Zachery had given her all the jism he had before she let his cock slip out of the tight squeeze of her tits. She smeared the cum around on her tits, working it into the satiny flesh, rubbing and rolling her nipples. In a couple of seconds, she came, spasming on the bed, pinching her nipples as her pussyjuice gushed out.
* * *
"I've got to leave now, Zachery," Justine whispered as Zachery crawled back under the blankets on his bed. "I just needed your cock. I'll see you soon."
Justine waited until Zachery was sleeping soundly before making a move. She listened carefully to his breathing, making sure it was even and steady. Only after Zachery was sleeping did she pick up her clothes and leave the room. But instead of leaving by the windowthe way she had come in-Justine left through the door, heading into the interior of the Jones's house.
She stepped into the hallway, holding her blouse in one hand and her cut-offs in the other. The hallway was empty and she breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at the clothes in her hands. Why bother putting them on? she asked herself. I'll have to take them off again as soon as I see someone.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Justine hadn't taken five steps before she heard footsteps moving her way. Her head whipped right and left. One end of the hallway led into the living area of the Jones's house; the other end led to a window which was closed.
Without giving the matter a second thought, she dropped her clothes and stepped into the nearest room, quickly and quietly closing the door behind her.
She had thought she'd gotten away. She was dead wrong. Justine Richmond had stepped into Jake's room-and he was horny for hot pussy.
"What the fuck?" exclaimed Jake, his shirt unbuttoned. He reached for a pistol on the bureau, then stopped halfway. A cruel, selfish, lusty smile curling his mouth at the corners. "You lookin' for some more of my cock?"
Justine swallowed, fighting to find the right words. The last time she'd run across Jake's path, she ended up with her hands cuffed behind her back, getting her ass cornholed for the first time in her life.
"I-I just had to see you," Justine said, fighting for the courage to do what she knew she must. "After you did that terrible, hideous thing to me-I needed it again."
"What? Are you trying to tell me you want to get butt-fucked again?" Jake's eyes raked up and down the girl's curvaceous, sexy body. "I suppose you wouldn't come see me that way unless you really did need some hot fuckin', now would you?"
Justine approached him, swinging her hips in an exaggerated motion, her pussy hot and wet and ready for his cock. She knew she was going to be forced into taking Jake's fuck-rod up her asshole, but there was no choice.
"Of course I wanted to fuck you," she purred, her voice soft and sultry. "Only I don't want to get handcuffed this time. I want to be able to move a little bit. It's more fun that way."
"You got off on getting handcuffed, you rich slut, so don't try to tell me any different."
Justine blushed, wanting to deny the truth to Jake's statement, knowing in her heart that she had gotten turned on by the feel of the cold steel handcuffs tightening around her wrists and the brutal thrust of Jake's cock as it reamed out her asshole, driving full-length up her virgin ass-bud.
"I needed some more of what only you can give me," Justine whispered, touching Jake's cheeks with her fingertips.
Within seconds she was on her hands and knees, feeling the spongy head of Jake's fiery prick pushing her asscheeks apart as he struggled to force his prickhead into her ass without any lubrication.
"Awwwww!" Justine groaned, feeling her muscles giving way to Jake's bone-hard, superheated cock.
No matter how hard the girl tried, she couldn't keep Jake's prick from slicing into her ass, shoving nearly halfway into her asshole on the very first lunge.
Jake grabbed Justine's hips, holding her firm-ly, preventing her from even thinking about making an escape.
"Uh! Ohhhh! Goddamn it, Jake, must you fuck my ass so hard?" gasped Justine, feeling her tight, firm asscheeks being forced apart by the broad girth of his fuck-rod.
It felt at first as though Jake was forcing a red-hot poker up her asshole, but Justine quick-ly adjusted to the heated, forceful invasion of cockmeat into her ass. Before many seconds had passed she was pushing herself backward to meet Jake's thrusts, impaling her gorgeous, tight asshole on his fiery cock.
"Uh! Ohhhh! yeah, ream me, Jake!" Justine gasped, rocking to and fro, twisting and turning her ass to meet the man's forward lunges.
The brunette's arms shook as she felt her muscles turning to jelly. Taking a cock into her ass wasn't at all similar to getting her pussy fucked, but the pleasure she felt at getting cornholed was just as intense. Her huge, magnificently shaped tits rolled beneath her, slapping together and then bouncing apart as they quivered under the jackhammer-like impact of Jake's hips against her asscheeks.
"Ohhhh! Fuck my ass, Jake! Give me every inch you've got! I love your cock in my ass!"
The words burned in Justine's ears. She didn't want to believe that she could act like such a ravenous, insatiable nymphomaniac, but that's exactly the way she sounded.
She let her upper body drop down until her cheek pressed against the hard wooden floor, her knees getting bruised by the solid surface, her ass up in the air.
"You're a cunt!" Jake hissed, holding Justine's trim ass as he threw his hips forward, skewering her ass-hole with his cock until his hairy balls slapped wetly against the girl's juicy cuntlips. "That's what you are, Justine Richmond! Just a rich cunt who likes to get cornholed by guys!"
"No! Ohhhh! No, Jake! You're the only one! Only you can fuck my asshole! You're the best! There's no other stud in the world like you!"
It bothered Justine that in a corner of her mind she realized she was telling the truth. She hated Jake-he was everything that she disliked in men-but there was something brutal, primitive and erotic in him that delighted her, that made her want to be ravaged by his body, by his powerful, pounding cock.
She could feel every ridge and vein of his prick as it skewered her ass, driving deep up her asshole. She could feel the rim of his pricktip sliding out of her ass as he pulled back; Justine could feel his cum-churning balls slapping against her clit and cuntlips each time he reamed her full-length with his prick. She quivered, rocking under the impact of Jake's hips against her asscheeks, pressing harder against the floor.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Jake grunted, throwing himself at the teenager's backside, feeling her ass muscles working erotically on his fuck-stick, making the cum boil in his balls.
Justine closed her eyes, fighting to calm herself. She tried to remember that her initial objective was to sneak into the house and go through Tex Jones's files. There, she figured, she would be able to see if he had anything onthe illegal oil lease deal her father had concocted. But instead of thinking about that, all she could concentrate on was the delirious sensation of feeling a hard, pulsing piece of cockmeat skewering her asshole, pounding onto her from behind as she got cornholed doggie-style.
The cock stretched her bugger, forcing her asscheeks apart. Justine shivered as the cockhead drove deep into her ass until she could almost feel it plowing completely through her.
It was humiliating and erotic to get cornholed by Jake Jones. Justine didn't understand exactly why her body reacted so strongly to him, she only knew that with Jake's prick stuffing her ass, her clit felt like it would explode countless times.
"Give me your cum! I want your cum on my ass and on my back!" Justine gasped.
She was hungry for the feel of his creamy jism splashing on her overheated flesh. She didn't need his cum warming her ass, she wanted to feel it on her skin, to rub it around her body just as she had done with Jake's brother's fuck-cream.
Justine received her wish moments later. Jake uncorked his cock from her asshole and jerked his hips furiously to and fro, sliding his prick along her asscrack. Cum flew from his fat pricktip, gushing hrough the air to rain down on Justine's back.
"Yessss! I love cum!"
The brunette shivered, feeling Jake's prick sliding over her tingling, abused asshole. A jet of cream hit her in the back of the head as she remained on her knees with her back bent and her cheek against the floor.
The jism exploded from Jake's reddish-hued cockhead. Cum splashed between Justine's shoulders. More thick, white bolts of spunk hit her in the small of the back. When the torrent slowed to a trickle, white blobs of fuck-cream moistened the teenager's asshole and splattered the taut, pale half-moons of her asscheeks.
"Ahhhhh!" Jake sighed, rubbing spunk around the rim of Justine's asshole with the head of his cock before sinking his fuck-stick into her ass-bud again. "I knew that once you found out how good it was to get fucked by me you'd come back for more."
Justine merely nodded her head, remaining in the same position, feeling the tingles of raw pleasure that came from her asshole.
"Of course-but I have to leave now," Justine whispered, hoping she would be able to get away from Jake and back to the mission she had set out to do.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Well I'll be damned," Tex Jones said, looking down at the beautiful, big-titted girl standing in his hallway. "Where the hell did you come from?"
Justine couldn't think of a single thing to say. She was holding her blouse and cut-offs in one hand, her panties in the other. She stood motionless, looking at the towering giant of a man. It didn't take more than a second to figure out that she would have to fuck him before she got out of his house. He had a look in his eyes that told her he was a horny stud who liked shoving his cock into young, voluptuous bodies.
"Hey, little girl, I asked you a question." Tex stepped forward, and though he was smiling, he was menacing nevertheless. "Where the hell did you come from?"
"From ... Jake's room. I had to see him about something."
Justine blushed. She had always thought she would be quick on her feet, always able to come up with the snappy answer to any question. But now, standing completely naked in front of the man who she had been told her entire life was the worst enemy her family had, she couldn't think of a single thing to say that would get her out of the predicament she was in.
Tex chuckled, his eyes running up and down Justine's stunning, naked body. A grin curled up one corner of his mouth.
"Yeah, I can see you had to see him 'bout something, all right. You had to fuck him, didn't you? What makes you think a Richmond is good enough to fuck us Jones's?"
Her composure came back quickly. Justine dropped her clothes to the floor, spread her feet slightly, and put her hands on her gently Curving hips. She gave Tex a cocky grin, mustered up as much courage as possible, and shook her shoulders slightly to shake her tits.
"What makes you think a Jones is good enough to share this body, eh?" It was a daring move, and Justine only hoped that her arrogant attitude would shock Tex enough for her to do whatever was necesary to complete her assignment. "Hmmmm? Answer me that one, Tex Jones!"
Tex scratched the stubble on his chin. Though he had shot his wad off only a few minutes earlier, he could feel his prick twitching softly in his jeans, beginning to come to life. Though he hated the Richmonds with all his heart and soul, he had to admit to himself that Justine Richmond was just about the foxiest creature he'd ever seen in his life. He shook his head, unable to believe what had been happening to him that evening.
Justie could see the change in Tex's experession. He had gone from a man of towering height and considerable anger and surprise to a man wondering how he would want to fuck the naked brunette teenager with the extraordinary tits and delicious-looking cunt.
"Come on, how long has it been since you fucked a teenager, huh? Bet I could show you something new-or maybe it would be the other way."
Justine cupped her tits from the underside, raising them slightly and pushing them together so they looked even more heavenly. She rolled the tip of her tongue around her lips inviting, as if almost begging Tex to shove his big cock between them.
"You're playing with fire," the big man said quietly.
"Then burn me."
Justine was on her back in the hallway in seconds, spreading her sensual thighs for Tex's lean hips as he jerked open his jeans and pulled out his long, thick, ramrod-hard prick. Justine shivered at the sight of his cockmeat. It was mean-looking, with a blue vein running a jagged path along its broad upper surface. She touched his cockhead with her fingertips, feeling the heat of his fuck-stick, then curled her fingers around his cockshaft and guided the crown to the lips of her cunt.
"Fuck me, Mr. Jones!" Justine whispered. She could hardly believe she wanted a man who would clearly have raped her if she hadn't willingly spread her legs for him. "Fill me with your beautiful cock!"
When his lips came down to her own, Justine opened her mouth, accepting Tex's probing tongue. As she sucked on his tongue, she felt the pressure of his rubbery cockhead pushing against her cunt. The cuntlips pushed inward, momentarily fighting against the huge invasion of cockmeat; then her cunt opened for Tex, hungrily accepting his fat, throbbing column of cockmeat into its depths.
"Uh!" Justine gasped around Tex's mouth as she felt her body being invaded, literally skewered by the man who had always been her most ardent enemy.
The cock shoved almost completely into the teenager's fuck-hole on the very first plunge. Justine felt the hard wooden floor under her hipbones bruising her tender, flawless flesh. She shivered, breaking the kiss, turning her face away from Tex to allow his tongue to trace the outline of her earlobe.
"F-fuck-me," the girl said haltingly as the cock withdrew from her cunt, then came charging back, impaling her full-length this time, driving far into her juicy, hot, tingling snatch.
A low, deep, growling sound came from Tex's broad chest as he pumped his hips, slamming his crotch down against Justine. He felt her cunt muscles squeezing his prick shaft, working on his huge, round cockhead. The silky, wet confines of the teenager's fuck-hole was driving him wild with lust, even though he had just barely gotten his cock moistened with her pussyjuice.
"Ohhhh! You're a tight one," Tex sighed, plowing completely into Justine's pussy, waiting there for a moment to savor the manipulations of her cunt, he could feel the girl's tits flatenning against his chest, a warm, soft and yet firm cushion against his own weight as he fucked Justine.
Justine's arms were under Tex's, looped around his chest. She scratched his back lightly through his cotton shirt, her entire body tingling, every nerve in her body vividly, intensely alive and ready for pleasure. Her green eyes were misted over with lust, a window to her soul that displayed the rampant sexuality that continually smoldered in her cunt.
"Ohhhh! Fuck me, Tex!" Justine hissed, feeling the man's long, throbbing prick sliding against her clit as he skewered her curvaceous body, plowing into her cunt until his cockhead slammed against her womb. "Give me every hard inch of cock you've got to give!"
Tex pushed his hand between their bodies, cupping the teenager's firm, full mounds of tit flesh. He gouged his fingers deep into Justine's tits, and she shivered beneath him, obviously enjoying everything he was doing to her. He felt her cuntlips tightening around his prick, felt her hips churning slowly so that his cock would plow into her fuck-hole from different angles. Whatever suspicions he had earlier of finding both Sara and Justine Richmond in his house were gone now that his cockshaft was buried in the hot, massaging cavern of her juicy cunt. All Tex could think about was how deliriously satisfying Justine's sweet, young pussy was for his prick.
"Ohhh! Oh, yes!" Justine purred, scratching Tex's back harder through his shirt as the blazing lust sent her senses soaring higher and higher.
"You're a cunt!" Tex hissed, his lips nuzzling the silky flesh of the brunette's neck as he pumped his hips with increasing speed, plowing his cockshaft full-length into her fuck-hole. "A beautiful cunt!"
"Yessss! I'm a cunt! I'm a cocksucker!" Justine replied, no longer caring how she sound-ed or what she said. The truth to her words no longer bothered her, no longer made her feel squeamish inside. "Fuck me, Tex! Fuck me hard! Give me your cum!"
If Justine had started out acting with Tex, pretending to be wanting him just so that she wouldn't have to explain why she was really in his house, she was fucking him now because it felt good to be fucking a handsome, hard, lusty, experienced stud who could fill her juicy cunt completely. His cockhead collided with her womb, spreading her cuntlips as he reamed her sweet, juicy fuck-hole.
He fucked her furiously, his cock rocketing in and out of her pussy in long strokes. Justine's hips began to ache from pounding against the hard floor, but the discomfort she felt was inconsequential in comparison to the delirious, mind-boggling pleasure of taking Tex's prick into her cunt.
Justine's cheek was against Tex's, and she could feel the burn of his whisker stubble against her satiny flesh. She opened her eyes briefly, and was shocked to see Sara standing above her, completely naked save for her garter belt and nylons. Sara put a finger to her own lips, motioning for Justine to remain quiet, then walked away.
"Yes! Fuck me, Tex!" Justine cried again, hoping to mask the sound of Sara's footsteps. It was unnecessary; Tex was so turned on by her that he wouldn't have heard a string of firecrackers going off three feet from his head.
When Tex pinched Justine's nipple, bolts of ecstasy rippled through her womanly body. She arched her back and came, spewing out her pussyjuice, tightening her cunt muscles around the driving cockshaft that filled her cunt.
"Cum, you little bitch!" Tex hissed in Justine's ear. It excited him to know that he could still fuck a young cunt like Justine into orgasm. "Cum! Cum! Cum!"
The cream spewed hotly from the girl's cockfilled cunt. Justine squealed in delight, thrashing beneath Tex's pounding hips, her feet flat onthe floor with her knees up and spread wide to form a fuckable valley for Tex's hips.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Tex grunted, his balls slapping into the crevice of the girl's asscheeks as he fucked her deeply.
Slowly, almost sadly, Justine came down from the heights of her orgasm. She stroked the man's cheeks as he skewered her deeply, reaming out her cunt. Justine kissed Tex's chin, now aware of the pounding that her hipbones were taking against the wooden floor.
"Cum on me," she whispered teasingly. "Take your cock out and cum all over me, Tex! I want to watch you cum!"
Tex raised his upper body off Justine, his hands flat on the floor near her head, his arms straight as he lifted himself into a push-up position. His cock was still engulfed in the massaging recesses of the teenager's fuck-hole as he looked down at her, marveling at the magnificence of her lean yet curvy body.
"You really are beautiful," he said quietly, without even a trace of malice in his tone. "Goddamn it, Justine, you are fucking beautiful!"
"Then cum on me," the girl whispered back. "Cum on my beautiful body!"
Tex fucked his cock slowly in and out of the girl's cunt, feeling every subtle contraction of her inner muscles working on his prick. His balls were tingling madly, aching to release their load of jism. As he fucked his cock into Justine, he watched her tits jiggling slightly from her chest, the nipples extending out beyond the globes of flesh, clear indicators of the teenager's arousal.
"Let me take your cock in my hands and jerk you off," Justine purred.
Tex could tell that his cock couldn't take much more pleasure. Looking down at Justine's tits, he marveled at their size, shape and fullness. He looked at her dark, triangular patch of cunt hair, at her pink cuntlips surrounding his throbbing prick shaft.
When the big man's prick was suddenly removed from her cunt, Justine grabbed his cock with both hands. She stroked it slowly, keeping her hands away from the pisshole from which the spunk would soon erupt.
"Cum on my tummy," the brunette whispered, as she stroked Tex's cock, "I want to feel your hot cum on my tummy."
Justine worked her hands over the pussyjuiceslickened prick, pointing his cockhead straight at her navel. She felt the heat of Tex's fuckrod, the pulsing desire that made the huge column of rigid flesh throb in her palms.
"Aaahhh!" Tex groaned, tossing his head up and gritting his teeth against the spine-tingling pleasure.
Even though she knew he was about to cum, Justine did not increase the speed of her hands. Instead, torturously, she continued to stroke the fiery cock slowly, working her hands up and down. Suddenly, she felt the cock jerk in her hands and a thick, gooey river of spunk sailed from the massively swollen cockhead.
The cum splattered against the underside of Justine's right tit, leaving a trail of jism over her stomach almost to her dark cuntal bush. The prick jerked again almost immediately, and another eruption exploded from the swollen crown of Tex's monstrous prick. The cum struck Justine directly between her quivering tits, running down her body to the dark, curly hair surrounding her cunt.
The heat of Tex's cum, its musky, masculine fragrance, the sticky, gooey texture-all of it delighted Justine as she slowly pounded on his prickshaft. She continued working on the cock, stroking from the base all the way up to the rim of his cockhead, working the cream of passion from his over-aroused balls.
"Cum on me," the girl whispered softly, watching the jets of fuck-cream spurting from Tex's pisshole.
Cum gushed from his cock-knob, spitting out to splash onto her tummy. Jism pooled up in Justine's belly button. White, gooey rivers of spunk trailed from her tits down to her cunt bush. When the heated jets slowed to a trickle, Justine brought his cockhead back to her cuntlis and raised her hips, surrounding the cock-knob with her warm, tight fuck-hole once more.
"Pump it into me," she moaned, letting go of Tex's cock so she could massage his fuckcream into her tits and stomach. "I want to feel you sliding inside me while I rub you into my skin."
* * *
"So then the only reason Tex Jones was acting suspiciously was because he was afraid I'd find out about the thoroughbred race horse and out-bid him for it?" Vincent Richmond asked, leaning back in his chair. "He didn't know anything about the oil-lease deal?"
Sara nodded her head. "That's right. He was worried you'd find out about the horse, then buy the animal so he couldn't use it to breed his mares." Sara's eyes scanned from her father's face down to his crotch, where Justine's cute face was bobbing, her mouth filled with Vincent's prick. "Justine kept Tex busy while I checked through their files and records."
"Mmmm!" Justine moaned, sucking her father's broad column of cockmeat into her mouth until his cockmeat was pushing against her tonsils. She squeezed the thick stem of her father's fuck-rod with her lips, swirling her tongue against the underside of his cock as precum trickled against the back of her throat.
Vincent patted the top of Justine's head, feeling her hot, juicy mouth working wonders on his bone-hard prick. He sighed softly and reached his arms out to Sara.
"Come to me," he said softly. "I want to suck on your tits while Justine sucks me off. You two wonderful daughters have done more than I asked of you."
Sara rose from her chair and unbuttoned her dress, letting her big, creamy tits pop out into the open. She walked the short distance to her father holding her tits in her hands, and fed him her nipples.
"So much has changed," Sara sighed, feeling Vincent's teeth nipping at her tit-tips. She trembled as her father chewed as much of her big tit into his mouth as he could.
Justine, cupping Vincent's balls in her right hand, bobbed faster on his throbbing cock. She wanted to feel his spunk splashing on her face as he sucked on Sara's tits. Shivering with lust, feeling the pussyjuice oozing hotly from her cunt, she wondered when she would get another
"assignment" from Vincent and Orson. Justine hoped it wouldn't be very long. She had discovered how amazingly erotic and responsive her young body was-and she intended using it to get as much pleasure as possible out of this world!
