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.
NEIGHBORS WITH THE HOTS 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 weakness seen every day in nearly every, city.
NEIGHBORS WITH THE HOTS 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
When the Hanovers moved into the neighborhood, most of the men agreed that Mrs. Hanover was one hell of a hot fox.
At twenty-six, Tish was enough to give any man wet dreams. Her tits were big and billowing, heavy without the slightest trace of sag. Her waist was narrow and flat-bellied, and flowed smoothly into a pair of wide, rounded asscheeks. Her legs were long and curvaceous, with slim, sweetly muscled calves and shapely thighs. Nestled between those thighs was a curly-haired cuntmound, the same fire-engine red as the hair on her head, and a tight little cunt slot that liked nothing more than a long, hot fuck.
One of the men in the neighborhood who thought that Tish Hanover was one hell of a hot fox was Vance Hanover. They'd just said their goodnights to their guests after having them over for a house-warming party, and now Vance was standing in the doorway to the bathroom, watching Tish as she undressed for bed. Except for a garter belt and stockings, she was already naked.
She seemed to be unware of her husband's presence. But yet, her movements were sensual and erotic, as though she were doing a striptease on the stage of a crowded theater, with hundreds of horny men watching her every move.
She unhooked the top of her stocking from the garter belt, then slowly rolled it down her long, supple thigh, the palms of her hands stroking caressingly over the velvety flesh.
Vance stood there watching, grinning from ear to ear. He was wearing just a pair of shorts, and the front of them was fat and bloated with his swelling hard-on. He was staring at the big, reddish-pink tips of her tits, his mouth watering at the sight of them. She rolled down the other stocking and turned slightly to unfasten her garter belt. Vance saw her pussy, the juicy little slit only partly concealed beneath the thick curls of her cunt. He couldn't see it, but he knew that her clit was stiff and swollen.
Vance was looking forward to their bedtime fuck. They both fucked a lot. Sometimes they fucked each other, but more often, they fucked with others. Some of the people in their old neighborhood, both the married couples and the singles, were truly sorry to see them move.
Tish stood in front of the full-length mirror, turning from side to side, studying the flawless body. She cupped her tits and ran her thumbs over her pointy nipples, then dropped one hand down to her crotch and fingered the fleshy folds of her cunt.
"Mmmmmm," she cooed, her fingertip rubbing over her wet little clit.
She noticed Vance's reflection in the mirror and smiled at him. She showed not the slightest embarrassment at having been caught playing with her pussy. Then she saw the massive bulge in the front of his shorts and cooed again.
"Mmmmmmmmm. Is that for me?" She sat down on the edge of the bed, her thighs sprawling open. Whether from her fingering or from the sight of his hard-on, her pussy slit was drenched with her oily juices.
Vance walked over and he stood in front of her, gazing down at her drooling little cunt slot. Tish kept her eyes on his cockbulge, gazing at it lovingly. She wanted his prick, but then she wanted almost every cock she saw.
"It's a good thing our guests didn't see you in this condition, lover," she giggled.
"Speaking of our new neighbors, what'd you think of them?" Vance asked.
"Well, I thought Simon Butler was a handsome devil. The same goes for Art Duncan. If they're half as well-hung as I think they are, I'm really gonna like livin' here!"
She reached out with both hands and started pulling his shorts down over his muscular thighs. His prick meat suddenly popped free and bobbed up into the air right in front of her face. She squealed girlishly and looked up at him.
"What about you, lover? Did you see anything at the party you liked?"
"Hell, yeah!" he said, bending down to pull his shorts off over his feet. He straightened up, tossed his shorts away and just stood there, letting her watch his prick shaft as it swayed back and forth gently. "Colleen Duncan, for one. And Wendy Butler for another."
Tish giggled and ran the tip of one finger around the meaty head of his fuck tool, watching the way his crinkly ball sac tightened up and seemed to shiver with excitement.
"You think we'll have any trouble with 'em?" she asked.
"No more than we had at the last place," he assured her. "I noticed that both Simon and Art couldn't seem to keep their eyes off you all evening, so I don't guess you'll have any problems worth mentioning."
"And speaking of eyes, lover," Tish said with naughty little chuckle, "Wendy and Colleen only had them for you. I'd say neither of us had a thing to worry about. Except one thing," she added, suddenly changing the subject. "I know how you like to sleep on your stomach, darling, but with this monster sticking out like a telephone pole, I don't really see how you'll be able to get comfortable tonight."
She tickled the ends of her fingers underneath the sensitive crown of his cock pole and Vance clenched his teeth. Then, trying to control his voice, he asked, "Well, what do you suggest?"
Tish pretended to consider the matter for a long moment, turning her head back and forth to examine his length of prick rod from all sides. Finally, she said, "How about I try to take some of the starch out of it for you?"
"Oh, you'd do that?" he cried, overcome.
"For me?"
Tish smirked lewdly and said, "You bet you your big balls I would, buster!" Then she ovaled her moist lips into a tight little O to show him how they'd fit around his thick cock shaft. Vance's prick meat gave a shuddering lurch, twitching in anticipation, and he stepped closer to her.
"Where?" he asked eagerly. "Here!" she answered promptly. "When?" he continued, playing the game they both loved. "Right now!"
"How?"
"I'll show you, darling!" Tish reached out and she cupped the sinewy cheeks of his ass, pulling his crotch closer to her as he sat on the edge of the bed. Licking her lips, she kissed his swollen cock head, then drew her head back a little to watch the way his prick meat quivered at the touch of her soft, juicy lips.
She loved to give blow-jobs. Any cock would do, as long as it was thick and warm and it was connected to a pair of fat, cum-filled balls. She loved to suck and lick and pull all that delicious jism into her mouth and down her throat.
With Vance, she usually had him stretch out and make himself comfortable, while she curled up between his hairy thighs and bobbed her face up and down steadily over his loins. Sometimes she'd have the man, whenever it was someone else, stand while she knelt down in front of him. That way, she could play with his ass and maybe finger-fuck his shitter when it was time for him to spurt that tasty jism down her throat. At other times, if the man proved to be a good pussy-licker, she'd sixty-nine with him, each sucking the cream from the other and warming their bellies with it.
She reached in between his legs and cupped her hand around his big, hairy balls, palm up, squeezing his tight, sweaty ball sac as she kissed and licked at his fleshy cock head. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the strong, masculine odor of his cock and balls.
That was really one hell of a handsome prick, she thought to herself. His wasn't the only cock in her life, but it was the one she liked best. Which was why she always tried her best to give him a really good blow-job. And she was proud of her ability. She had both skill and enthusiasm, and whenever it was Vance who supplied the prick, she usually outdid herself.
From where she sat on the bed, she could see her reflection in the nearby mirror. She glanced at herself sideways, watching the way her lips pouted and quivered slightly when they brushed lightly over Vance's round cock head, the way her tongue gleamed with spit as it rolled over his bulbous prick flesh.
For a moment, she tried to see herself as men saw her, tried to understand why it was that almost every man she met wanted to push his big horny cock into her. Then Vance started wiggling his crotch in front of her face impatiently and she turned her attention back to the pleasant task at hand.
But Tish could never be rushed when she was giving head. He'd learned that, if nothing else. She liked to tease and linger over each little delightful preliminary. So instead of just taking his massive prick into her mouth and sucking away like a nursing calf, she first rubbed the length of his cock shaft against her cheek, cooing softly. She snuggled her face into his crotch and kissed each of his balls. She licked lovingly at the wrinkled pouch.
Tish tended to treat every blow-job as a feast. And a treat it was! The balls were the appetizer, followed by a main meat course of cock, and ending with the rich, creamy dessert of hot, fresh cum.
She held his thick prick shaft against her flushed face, stroking her cheek with his cock head, while her deft little pink tongue lathered his balls with spit, curling and rubbing lovingly over his spasming sac. She rolled her eyes upward and saw him looking back down at her, a wide smile of delight on his face.
Tish began tonguing her way up the underside of his cock rod, moving slowly from the wide base of his shaft to his knobby prick tip. Her tongue flicked back and forth, swirling over the trembling meat of his prick, lapping from root to head with long, slurping strokes.
Vance looked down at her, his eyes glinting obscenely as they took in the wanton spectacle of her agile tongue twirling over his mammoth hard-on. He moaned softly with pleasure as she licked and lapped hungrily.
Then she kissed the tip of his prick again, but with her lips parted slightly this time. Her face moved closer and his cock head slid eagerly into her warm, juicy little mouth. Vance moaned again as he watched the bulbous crown of his prick shaft sinking slowly in past the tight circle of her lips. With his cock head securely within the loving embrace of her mouth, Tish started to flick her tongue tip back and forth rapidly against his fleshy fuck pole.
Her cheeks pulled inward as she sucked and her lips squirmed happily against the sides of his round prick shaft. His cock tilted upward from his hairy crotch, while her face was angled downward over it. Her warm, wet saliva drooled down the length of his fuck rod and soaked his throbbing balls.
So far, she hadn't taken more than just the bloated head of his cock into her mouth, but now she began to lower her face, her lips drawing his thick fuck meat deeper and deeper, until she had the entire length of his prick embedded in her mouth and halfway down her tight, hot throat.
She sucked strongly, her throat muscles working frantically against the fat cock head pressed tightly into her gullet. She was acting as though she wanted to eat him alive, as though she couldn't get nearly enough of the robust taste of his succulent cock meat to satisfy her hunger. When she bobbed her face up and down over his groin, he pumped his crotch back and forth. Between them, his jut-. ting prick shaft was sawing slowly but steadily in and out of her slurpy little mouth.
"Ohhh, suck it," Vance murmured. "Gobble it right down, you sweet little cock-suckin' bitch!"
"Mmmmmm," she gurgled around the solid plug of his prick.
Vance looked off to one side, toward the bedroom mirror, seeing their refelction in it. Tish was seated on the very edge of the bed, her ass squirming hornily on the mattress, while he stood between her parted thighs. He was holding her head between his two big hands, while she gripped the base of his thick cock in one hand and cupped his heavy balls in the other. His cock meat was sliding easily through the slippery oval of her pursed lips. It was a picture he knew he'd never tire of watching.
Then suddenly it changed. In his mind's eye, it seemed to be Wendy Butler sitting there, nursing at his fat hard-on. Almost at once, the picture changed again, and this time it was Colleen Duncan who sucked and slurped greedily on his prick. As he continued to watch, the picture continued to change. First it was his redheaded wife, Tish. Then Wendy's blonde curls were hovering over his rising cock shaft. Then Colleen's face, framed by her rich chestnut hair.
Back and forth the mirror's reflection changed, showing first one, picture, then another. Tish. Wendy. Colleen. Then back to Tish, and the whole series started over again. Occasionally, Vance caught sight of a fourth face, one that seemed somehow familiar, but one that he couldn't quite place. It almost looked like a younger version of Colleen.
Then it came to him. Colleen's daughter! Sweet little teenaged Kim Duncan. Of course, he remembered now. Art had been showing off the family photographs he always carried around with him, and one of them had been of his daughter, Kim. In the photo, she'd been standing under a tree somewhere in the country, weraing a T shirt and a pair of outrageously brief shorts.
"Cum-sucker," he muttered.
Tish, thinking he meant her, cooed softly around his huge cock shaft as it skewered her mouth and throat. She was staring at the mirror, too. She loved to watch herself sucking cock. It made her just that much more excited to see the way her juicy little tongue curled skillfully around the underside of a man's big hard-on while it was fucking in and out of her mouth, to see the way his thick prick shaft stretched her pouting lips wide apart, to see the way her throat muscles worked convulsively as his cock head battered into the back of her mouth.
Still watching herself in the mirror, Tish began sucking harder and harder, pulling more and more of Vance's full, rigid cock meat into her throat. She saw him in his reflection, tilt back his head and moan loudly. His swollen cock head rubbed against the roof of her mouth while her agile little tongue swirled and tickled the underside of his prick shaft.
Then she blinked suddenly at the mirror. Her eyes must be playing tricks with her, she thought wildly, because it was no longer Vance's cock she was sucking. The reflection in the mirror now belonged to Simon Butler! And his cock was every bit as long and thick as her husband's.
Even as she watched, fascinated by what she knew must be a product of her own wishful thinking, the image changed, and now she was slurping happily away on Art Duncan's big, handsome cock rod. She smirked wantonly around the prick in her mouth, whoever it belonged to, and saw her reflection's answering smile of joy.
Just as she'd expected it to, the image in the mirror changed again, this time into the boyishly shy reflection of Simon's teenaged son, Jay. She's met him briefly on the day they'd moved in. She remembered thinking, after she'd met his father, what a chip off the same block Jay was. He was a younger version of Simon.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, her voice setting up vibrations in Vance's stiff prick shaft. Her eyes glowing sluttishly as she watched herself in the mirror, Tish thought to herself, cum, cum, Jay, darling, cum! Shoot that wonderful jizz into my mouth, Art! Fill me right up to the brim, Simon! Cum, my darlings, cum!
"I'm gonna cum, honey!" he panted. "I'm gonna cum!"
Yes, Art, cum! Tish thought, staring wide-eyed at the mirror. Cum, Jay... Art... Simon... Suddenly, Vance's balls exploded. His hot, greasy jism bubbled up from bis balls and raced down along the lengthy staff of his cock, then spurted thickly against the room of Tish's mouth.
She gurgled blissfully and swallowed, feeling his delicious cum flow down her throat and warm her tummy. No sooner had she gulped down the first mouthful than Vance's gushing cock head filled her mouth with a fresh load. His jism splashed into her mouth time and time again, and she sucked and swallowed, and then sucked for more. She felt it coating the roof of her mouth and the insides of her cheeks and her busy little tongue. She continued to suck on his spewing cock head until his bails were finally drained and empty.
Vance groaned loudly and staggered to one side to flop down wearily on the bed. He fell back against the mattress, his legs hanging over the edge of the bed. He took a deep breath and grinned warmly at Tish.
She returned his smile, then turned sideways on the bed and began tongue-washing his cock and balls, slurping up every tasty drop of his cum.
Vance sighed contentedly and closed his eyes. Already his mind was busy, trying to decide between Wendy Butler and Colleen Duncan. He'd seduce one of them tomorrow. But which one? He also remembered to add sweet little Kim Duncan to his list.
Meanwhile, Tish was mentally going over a similar list of her own. Hers was a choice among Art Duncan and the Butlers, father and son. She was undecided as to which one, but she was sure of one thing. She'd have one of their cocks in her before too many days passed.
CHAPTER TWO
Wendy Butler had been horny as hell all day.
Her husband had promised to take their son to a ballgame, and they'd decided to make a day of it. So Simon and Jay had left early that morning, leaving Wendy alone in the house, thinking about how horny she was.
And the more she thought about it, the hornier she became.
She'd been rattling around all day, dressed in shorts and a halter top, and now she was sitting in front of the TV set, trying to watch an early afternoon soap opera. The itchy heat in her shameless little pussy wouldn't let her alone.
Wendy was a saucy little blonde, thirty-seven years old, although she looked ten years younger. She had short, curly hair and clear blue eyes. Her tits were large and bouncy, capped with sensitive pink nipples. Her ass was round and meaty, her legs long and shapely. The juicy, wet-lipped slit between her curvy legs always seemed to be hot and hungry. She'd been fucked steadily, married and single, for almost twenty years now, and she hadn't grown tired of it yet.
The doorbell rang and Wendy jumped up, switched off the TV, and ran to answer it, glad for anything to interrupt the long day's loneliness.
She was pleased to find her new neighbor, Vance Hanover, on her front step, but also a little surprised. Then she remembered that she'd told him at the house-warming party the night before that he was welcome to drop in any time.
"Hi, Vance. C'mon in!" she greeted him, stepping back and holding the door wide.
"Hi, yourself. Thought I'd take you up on your invitation and stop in for a few moments." He passed her in the doorway, his eyes looking straight down the front of her halter top for a few seconds. "That is if you're not busy."
"Busy? No, busy is the last thing I am!" She sounded bitter about something, Vance thought as he followed her into the living room. He watched the way her flaring asscheeks stretched the seat of her shorts. "Simon took Jay to a ballgame today, and I'm just sitting around listening to my fingernails grow."
Vance had known all about Simon's plans for the ballgame. In fact, it had been he who suggested the idea to Simon at the party the night before. And he'd seen the father and his son hurrying off together this morning. And now, after giving Wendy most of the day to soak in her own solitude, he was ready to make his move.
"Gee, that's too bad," he sympathized. Standing in the middle of the living room, he put an arm around her shoulders and gave her a friendly squeeze. "A pretty little thing like you shouldn't be all alone on such a nice day."
Wendy felt her seething cunt hole heat up even more at the feel of his strong arm around her.: She leaned against his broad chest, waiting for him to take his arm away. And when he didn't, she began to understand that he was offering a way to relieve her frustration. Maybe. Before she could make up her mind to accept his offer or not, she first had to make sure there really was an offer.
So just to be sure, she reached down with one hand and rubbed her palm over the crotch of his pants. Instantly, she felt his cock meat lurch to stiff attention.
"Oohhh, God," Wendy moaned hoarsely. The second she was sure, her decision was made.
Vance lifted her chin up and lowered his mouth down over hers. If she noticed the self-satisfied look in his eyes, she didn't pay it any attention. She was too busy sucking on the tongue he sent slithering into her mouth. Her knees got weak and she slumped against him. He moved his arm down from around her shoulders, putting it around her waist and holding her close, pressing her big tits against his chest. He could feel her stiff, pointy nipples jabbing him through the thin fabric of her halter.
Wendy rubbed her palm back and forth against the cock bulge in the front of his pants. Warm, oily cunt juice leaked out of her pussy and soaked the front of her shorts.
"Mmmmm," she cooed. Reluctantly, she pulled her mouth back and smiled at him lewdly. "You're as horny as I am, aren't ya, Vance?" she murmured.
Vance's eyes gleamed with fuck-lust, and his smile broadened. "Lead me to the nearest bedroom and I'll show you just how horny I am," he panted.
"It's right through that door, honey," she told him, directing with her head. Then she giggled girlishly as Vance bent down and scooped her up in his arms. She cuddled her face against the side of his neck as he carried her into the bedroom. She quivered all over with whorish need. Her pussy cream was oozing onto the crotch band of her shorts in a warm, steady stream. Her nipples were so stiff and hard that they almost hurt.
Briefly, while Vance was lowering her onto the edge of the bed, she thought of Simon. She'd never cheated on him before, but then there had to be a first time for everything. Besides, it was his own damned fault for running off to an old ballgame and leaving her so alone and unsatisfied. She realized now that the only reason she'd never cheated on him before was simply because she'd never had to.
Vance pushed her back onto the mattress and sat down, staring boldly at her halter-covered tits. "Are those for real?" he asked.
Wendy giggled and arched her back, straining the front of her halter top. "What do you think?"
Swiftly, he reached underneath her to unhook the back strap of her top, then pulled it off her chest. Her big, fleshy tits stood up firm and plump on her rib cage. Even lying flat on her back, they didn't sag off to the sides like other girls' tits. Her nipples were swollen thickly with excitement.
"Yeah, they're real, all right!" Vance said. He dropped his hands down over her billowing tit mounds, spreading his fingers and kneading the solid, rubbery flesh, squeezing them and thumbing her tit tips. Wendy cooed in pleasure, warm surges of joy racing up and down her spine. Her tits seemed to grow and throb under his large, attentive hands.
"Aahhh," she sighed. "That's nice, Vance. Keep it up. I love havin' my titties played with!"
As much as she was enjoying it, Vance seemed to be enjoying it even more. He took his time, warming to his task. He gripped each of her tits, one at a time, in both hands, squeezing the velvety spheres into tight, jutting mounds of mouth-watering tit flesh. He played with them like a child with a new toy. He seemed fascinated with their abundant size and the creamy smooth texture of her skin.
Then he cupped the sides of her tits and pushed them together until the nipples were almost touching. He lowered his face and began lapping hungrily at her delicious tit tips, his broad, fleshy tongue rolling over the pointy morsels. Wendy quivered from head to foot and squealed loudly and happily. Vance's tongue felt just wonderful on her sensitive little nipples. And they responded immediately to his agile tongue, poking up stiffly from the fat melons of her tits.
"Ooohhhhhhhh!" Wendy mewled.
Vance sucked one long, throbbing nipple into his mouth while his thumb and forefinger pinched and tweaked the other. Her cunt hole flooded with hot, greasy girl-cum. The way his pursed lips held her nipple and pulled it deep into his mouth and onto his flicking tongue made her feverish and dizzy with lust. She thrashed around on the bed, her pussy juice leaking hotly against the tight crotch band of her shorts.
"Oohhh, God, Vance!" she whimpered. "Ooohhhhhh!"
Spasms of pure delight raced oyer her body. Her cunt cream continued to seep out through the quivery lips of her tight little fuck hole. She just couldn't control her horny joy. Vance seemed to be enjoying her obvious excitement. The more she moaned and squirmed around on the bed, the more animated his clever tongue became. His lips sucked her nipple harder, widening slightly as they tried to pull more and more of her tit into his wet mouth. Wendy ran her fingers through his hair and pressed his mouth tighter against her burning tit tip.
Finally Vance raised his head from her tit, giving her nipple a brief little kiss, and moved immediately over to the other one. He nursed on it hungrily. The feel of a strange man's mouth on her tits, plus the knowledge of what he was going to do to her later on, made Wendy feel deliciously wicked. After all her years of married life with Simon, as good as those years were, it was wonderful to experience the joy of making it with a different man.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," she cooed. "That feels wonderful, Vance! You really know how to make a gal's tits feel good!"
He sat up and grinned down at the pink, spit-soaked tips of her heaving tits and laughed. "I know how to make other parts of a gal feel good, too. Want me to show you?"
Wendy giggled. "Sure I do, honey! Ohhh, you know I do!"
He reached for the zipper of her shorts, moving slowly, as if giving her the chance to stop him if she wanted to. She knew that this would be her last such chance, that after he got her shorts off, or even just pulled down, she wouldn't be able to stop him, or stop herself either, for that matter. And she knew that she wasn't going to take that chance. She knew that she was going to go ahead and let him fuck her. After almost seventeen years of being married to Simon, she was going to fuck herself silly with another man.
Vance unzipped her shorts and started tugging them down over her flaring asscheeks. She arched herself off the bed to help him, panting hotly. When he realized that she wasn't going to try to stop him, he quickly pulled her shorts down her long legs and off over her feet. Then he just sat there on the edge of the bed for a moment, looking at her naked body. Wendy tried not to look embarrassed, and found it surprisingly easy. She was too horny to feel anything except sluttish, mindless lust. And the way he was feasting his eyes on her luscious little body only added to that lust.
"Christ on a crutch!" Vance swore softly. "You're adorable!"
Without another word, he stood up and started shucking off his clothing. Wendy squirmed restlessly on the bed, waiting for him, her round thighs opening and closing impatiently. Her cute little pussy slit seemed to wink at him from within the tight curls of her muff.
Her eyes glittered obscenely when she saw his broad, hairy chest, lean belly and strongly muscled arms and shoulders. He pushed down his pants and she discovered that he wasn't wearing any shorts. She purred softly as his cock and balls came into view. His prick shaft was already stiffly erect and his balls swung heavily between his sturdy thighs.
He joined her on the bed and she welcomed him with a giggly little squeal. One hand moved down over the fluttering plain of her tummy and wedged between her thighs. His long, blunt middle finger rubbed over the fleshy folds of her pussy mouth a few times, then started to diddle her tingly clit stump. Wendy squealed and her legs flew wide open.
"Oohhh, yeah, Vance! I love that!"
Wendy's mind reeled under the waves of pleasure that flowed over her. The hot, creamy juices that bubbled out of her pussy slot soaked his finger all the way to his palm. She felt a rosy flush creep down from her face until it seemed to cover her whole trembling body.
"Ohhh, Vance, honey, you're fingerin' my cunt so good! I love it! I just love it!"
"Yeah, I could tell!" Vance chuckled. He tweaked her clit nubbin between thumb and forefinger, rolling it back and forth and squeezing it teasingly. Wendy's ass cheeks began to bounce up and down on the bed. She whimpered loudly and continued to drench his hand with her buttery girl-jism.
Vance took one of her hands in his and he guided it to where his cock was thrusting straight up from his loins. He set it down over his throbbing hard-on, and then released it, letting her do whatever she wanted. First she shivered lewdly with excitement at the feel of his prick meat, then she coiled her long fingers around it and began to jack her tight fist up and down on it. She gurgled softly in pleasure. His cock shaft was like a solid bar of iron, covered over by thick, rubbery flesh. It trembled against the stroking palm of her hand.
She explored every inch of his length cock shaft, tracing the throbbing veins and rubbing the tip of her thumb over the bloated knob of his cock head. Then her hand wiggled in between his thighs and cupped the tight sac of his balls. She lifted them out and hefted them on the palm of her hand, as though testing their weight. She squeezed them and massaged them and handled them as though they were the most previous things in the world.
"Ooohhh, they're nice, Vance!" she giggled. "And I just bet they're full of nice hot cum!"
"Let's find out, shall we?" he laughed.
Quickly, he climbed between her thighs and poked the fat crown of his prick rod against the juicy little opening to her fuck hole. Wendy squealed at the feel of his cock head pressing down against her excited clit. Then he leaned forward, sliding his swollen prick meat up into her pussy sheath. Inch by stiff, thick inch, he stuffed her full of hot, throbbing cock. When he finally came to rest, she could feel his knobby cock head nuzzled against the deep end of her cunt sleeve and his balls were resting comfortably against the crack of her wiggly ass.
"Uuuhhhhhh!" she howled. "Yeah, Vance! Fuck me now, honey! Fuck my brains out!"
"Kee-rist!" he cried. "Your pussy is tight! And hotter'n hell! Ohhh. shit!"
Wendy was sure glad she hadn't tried to stop him before. Now she giggled at the very idea. She filled her mind with wicked thoughts, even as Vance was filling her cunt channel with his thick cock meat. She thought of all her years of faithful marriage to Simon, and all the guys who'd made passes at her through those years, and all the times she'd rebuffed and turned down those guys, until today, when her new neighbor just happened to catch her in the right mood. Or maybe it was something more than her mood. Maybe it was the increasing pressure of all those years, and all those guys with their passes. Maybe she was just ready, finally.
Either way, when Vance started stroking his lengthy prick rod in and out of her slobbering little cunt slit, she let herself go completely, moaning and sobbing with pleasure, her ass cheeks humping back against his strong fuck-thrusts, her whole body and mind alive and active as never before.
"Ooohhhhhh, yes, Vance, honey, fuck me, fuck my ass off, you big wonderful fucker, you, fuck me good, honey!" she babbled excitedly.
"Uhh, yeah, you bet!" Vance mumbled. "Shit, you just know I will, baby. You've got a cunt that was just made for fuckin'!"
She raised her knees and hugged him tightly between her warm bare thighs, bucking her crotch upward to meet his relentless downstrokes. Her cream-covered pussy lips squirmed up and down along his thick, round prick rod as it pistoned back and forth between them. Their bodies rubbed and smacked together with a wet, fleshy sound.
"You really like to fuck, don't you, baby?" Vance asked.
"Ohhh, yeah, honey!" she cooed. "I just love fuckin'! But especially with a nice big cock like yours!"
Wendy's luscious little body bounced and writhed beneath his. Vance knew that she was climaxing. He cupped her wiggling ass cheeks in his hands and dug his fingers into the smooth, taut flesh as her cunt walls squeezed down around his skewering cock pole. He clenched his teeth and groaned, feeling his jism churning around in his balls. He didn't want to cum just yet. He wanted to go on fucking his lovely neighbor for a while longer, savoring the wild thrills of her sweet little body as it lurched around and rubbed against him.
"Oohhh, my God!" Wendy howled. "Oohhh, shit!"
Even before she'd completely finished one orgasm, she felt another approaching. She'd never cum so many times before, nor felt such overwhelming ecstasy each time. Vance's mammoth prick was driving full-length into her slobbering cunt, one powerful, ruthless thrust after another, and she was going out of her mind with pleasure. Her pussy juice bubbled out of her foamy cunt slit and drenched his plowing cock and his swinging balls. She gripped his shoulders tightly, locked her ankles over the small of his back and hung onto his big, lurching body for dear life.
"Ohhh, Vance, this is so fuckin' wonderful!" she crooned. "So fuckin' good! Keep it up, honey! Don't stop! Get me off again! Fuck me silly!"
Vance didn't really need the encouragement. He fucked into her streaming cunt hole with every ounce of strength he had. He was panting and hissing through his clenched teeth, drilling his prick in and out for all he was worth.
"Uuuhhhhhh, Jesus Christ!" Wendy yelled. "Give it to me, Vance! Do it to me! Fuck the daylights outta me!"
His fingers tightened on her writhing ass and his breath came in short, hoarse gasps as he plowed faster and faster into her hot little pussy slot. Wendy could tell that he was close to cumming, had been for some time, and was trying to prolong the joy they both felt by holding back his jism. She tightened her cunt muscles around his throbbing prick rod and pounded her bare heels against his ass cheeks, rubbing her cunt mound against the base of his prick shaft. Vance groaned and she felt his hard-on grow even stiffer and thicker. His balls, when they bounced against her ass crack, were burning hot.
"Ohhh, shit, I'm gonna cum!" he growled. "Ahhhhhh!"
Wendy felt his jism suddenly burst from his bulging cock head and splash against the far end of her fuck tunnel. His cum spurted into her in long, stringy wads, thick and warm and creamy smooth. She wondered idly how it would taste. He seemed to take forever. She thought he'd never stop cumming. But finally he did. When he slumped down, exhausted, she curled up next to him, sighing happily and caressing his greasy cock shaft.
CHAPTER THREE
While Vance was stuffing his huge cock shaft up into Wendy Butler's horny little cunt, his wife was kneeling down behind the hedge in their front yard. She was pretending to be pulling at some weeds, but actually listening as her next-door neighbors left their own house and walked to the car parked in the driveway.
"Don't slam the door, Kim," Colleen Duncan told her daughter. "Your father is taking a nap and I don't want to disturb him. We'll stay downtown shopping all afternoon so he can really get a good rest."
"Okay, Mom," Kim answered.
They climbed into the car, pulled out into the street and drove off.
Oh, a rest, is it? Tish thought, standing up. Well, not if I can help it! Enjoy your shopping, ladies.
After glancing around and not seeing anyone, she casually but quickly moved around to the rear of her house, then cut over into the Duncan's back yard, squeezing through a small break in the hedge. She examined several windows until she found one where the shade hadn't been pulled all the way down. And as it happened, she found herself looking into Art and Colleen's bedroom. And there was Art Duncan, sprawled out on the bed, fast asleep and stark naked.
Tish smiled wantonly when she saw his cock resting against the top of his thigh. Even only half-erect, it was long and husky. She couldn't see his balls from where she stood outside the window, but she just knew that they'd be big and cum-swollen.
Tish was glad that she'd caught him asleep. That way she could get right in there next to him without a lot of dancing around. And she knew just how to wake him up when she was ready.
"Now, if nobody thought to lock the back door.
Nobody had, and a moment later, she let herself quietly into the kitchen and moved on tiptoe through the house until she came to the door of the bedroom. It wasn't locked and she entered, silently closing the door behind her.
For a moment, she stood with her back against the bedroom door, just watching him lie there on the bed. As she watched, he stirred, throwing one arm up over his head and spreading his legs a little.
Tish could see his balls plainly, and they were every bit as fat and heavy looking as she'd imagined. And his prick meat seemed to have swelled up and gotten firmer. Even now, it was a little longer and thicker than it had been when she'd seen it through the window.
She took off her shoes, carefully set them down on the floor, then crept over to the bed and knelt down. Gently, she reached out and brushed the tips of her fingers along the spongy shaft of his prick. The plump meat of his cock twitched a little, but he didn't wake up. Keeping one eye on his face and the other on his cock, Tish placed her palm over it and pressed it down against the top of his thigh. She felt it thicken under her hand. She rolled it gently between her palm and his thigh and it continued to grow and harden.
She raised her hand and watched as his cock meat lifted a little off his thigh, twitching slightly in the air above his hairy crotch. This time she cupped the underside of it and moved her palm up and down along its length, caressing it lightly. His prick shaft got thicker and stiffer the more she played with it, until finally it was standing straight up from his groin like a flag pole, weaving back and forth as if in invitation.
Bending down, Tish took a deep breath, inhaling the strong, masculine aroma of his cock and balls. She glanced up at him. His face was still calm and his eyes were closed. He was breathing easily. His now-massive hard-on was the only part of him that was aware that she was in the room.
She pursed her lips and planted a small, light kiss on the fat crown of his cock pole. Then she extended her tongue and flicked the tip of it back and forth several times over the underside of his prick, just behind the swollen head.
Art Duncan continued to sleep.
She was beginning to think that he never would wake up.
Tish opened her lips wider, then lowered them down around the bloated tip of his cock and began rubbing her wet little tongue back and forth over the satiny flesh, thrilled by the taste of his prick meat. From time to time, she glanced up at his face out of the corners of her eyes.
She sucked gently at first, then grew bolder as she felt his tasty cock pole getting even thicker and stiffer between her ovaled lips. She lowered her face, stuffing more and more of his prick into her mouth, all the time caressing it with her wet, fleshy tongue.
Art showed no sign of response.
She gripped the base of his cock tightly in one hand and began bobbing her head up and down, letting his handsome cock pole slide back and forth through the tight circle of her mouth. Her fingers hugged the width of his cock rod and her tongue was both busy and skilled. She could feel her warm spit running down the sides of his prick shaft into his crotch hairs and onto her clutching hand.
Throwing caution to the wind now, Tish began sucking harder, lashing his meaty cock head with her juicy little tongue while her hand jacked up and down tightly over his lengthy prick rod. A loud gurgle of joy escaped her fully-stuffed throat and she tried to stifle it.
"Make all the noise you want," Art Duncan told her. "I'm awake anyway."
"Ohhhhhhh!" She pulled her head up and looked at him, startled. His eyes were wide open now, watching her.
"At first I thought I must be dreaming," he said, pillowing his head on his arms and grinning at her. "After all, why would someone I met for the first time just last night be sucking on my cock, right here in my own bedroom? Then I woke completely up and realized that I sure as hell wasn't dreamin'!"
"Then you were awake all the time?"
"Long enough. I just hope you wanna do more than just give head. Why don't you get outta those clothes and into this bed?"
"You're not going to ask what I'm doing here or make any protests about it?" Tish asked, puzzled by his easy acceptance of what any other man would think astonishing, to say the least.
"In the first place, I know what you were doing. You were going down on me. And in the second place, I never turn down a piece of ass as attractive as yours. Now, about those clothes... " Quickly, squealing in anticipation, Tish stood up and stripped off her blouse and skirt and pushed down her panties. Then, naked, she crawled up onto the bed and curled up between his legs to finish the blow-job she'd started.
: Enjoying the delicious taste of his big spongy cock head, she rolled her tongue deftly around the swollen knob, lapping greedily at his smooth flesh. Her lungs were as full of the heady scent of his sweaty crotch as her mouth was of his throbbing cock meat. She slurped and gobbled hungrily on his beautiful hard-on, skillfully coating every inch of his enormous prick shaft with her warm saliva.
Slowly, she licked her way down the underside of his prick until her face was burrowing into his crotch and the tip of her tongue was twirling over his hard, round balls. Just as slowly, savoring every inch of his lengthy fuck rod, she licked back up to the plump crown of his prick shaft. While she lapped and kissed at his cock head, she cupped the tight sac of his balls and squeezed them lovingly in her fingers.
Still hefting the heavy weight of his balls on the palm of her hand, Tish ovaled her lips and lowered her mouth around his thrusting cock. Her squirming, juicy lips slid lower and lower down his prick shaft, until she felt his bulging cock head nuzzling against the back of her throat.
"Ohhh, Christ Almighty, Tish!" Art panted. "Uuhhh, that's damned nice!"
He stared down at her, watching with gleaming eyes the way her pursed lips worked up and down over his shuddering cock meat. Her lovely face was flushed and contorted with wanton desire. It made her look even more beautiful. The way the meaty thickness of his cock pole poked straight up into her sweet, sucking mouth seemed to add to the bewitching beauty of her pert face.
He remembered how, at the party the night before, he'd thought she looked like the perfect model of a loving, happily married housewife. Now here she was, trying frantically to stuff all of his big cock down her throat while her soft, moist hand played with his balls.
Art began to rock his crotch back and forth from one hip to the other under the stimulation of her stroking lips and slurping tongue. His prick meat bobbed up and down in her mouth, stretching her lips and rubbing against her flicking tongue.
Tish purred softly, like a well-fed kitten, as the meatiness of his prick pumped in and out between her slippery lips. Her clit was vibrating hotly with the shameless joy that raced through her body as she sucked gleefully on his big, luscious cock pole. Having such a warm, flavorsome prick in her mouth always filled her with delightful satisfaction.
Art raised his knees and braced his feet flat against the mattress. He began humping his crotch upward against her downturned face, ramming his spasming cock meat deep into her hot, wet little mouth. Tish mewled happily, the taste and feel of his stiff prick shaft filling her with sluttish pleasure that was almost more-than she could bear.
She opened her mouth as wide as possible and flicked her juicy tongue back and forth over the underside of his cock pole as his crotch lunged upward into her face. Then, when he dropped back onto the bed, she clamped her mouth tightly around his withdrawing prick meat, her smooth, slippery lips caressing the sides of his cock shaft.
Groaning with approval, Art looked down at her, watching the way her clinging lips rode up and down on his throbbing prick rod, coating his fuck meat with a gleaming layer of warm spit. He could see her soft lips puffing out around the thickness of his cock shaft as it withdrew from her mouth. He could feel her talented little tongue as it swirled and rubbed against his wide cock head. His whole body was trembling uncontrollablly at the sight and touch of her active tongue and full lips against the sensitive flesh of his prick shaft.
Suddenly, he sat up and then climbed up onto his knees. His spit-soaked cock meat pulled all the way out of her greedy little mouth and she wailed in disappointment.
"Ohhh, noooo! I wanna keep suckin' on your prick! Please, Art, honey! Please!"
"Take it easy," he soothed her. "You can suck me all you want later. But right now I'm gonna get a taste of that sweet little pussy of yours!"
Tish giggled and rolled onto her back, spreading her warm, smooth thighs invitingly. "Ohhh, goody!" she panted. "I love havin' my pussy licked!"
Art crouched over her and fondled her firm, billowing tit mounds, tweaking her nipples and making them stiff and pointy with wanton desire. Lowering his face, he pulled one of her big tit tips into his mouth, sucking strongly and lashing his tongue back and forth over the delicious morsel. Tish squealed and giggled girlishly with pleasure as he moved back and forth from one fat nipple to the other.
After feasting hungrily on both her thick, tasty nipples for a while, he moved his face down over her softly rounded tummy, dipping his tongue tip briefly into her cute little belly button before continuing downward into the tight curls of her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh, hurry up, honey, eat me, suck my cunt, please, do it to me!" she babbled hoarsely.
Her ass cheeks squirmed happily on the bed and she kicked her heels in the air as Art's mouth came down over the wet warmth of her pussy slit. She felt him kissing gently over the plump folds of her fleshy cunt mouth. The touch of his lips against her fuck hole made her mind reel with sluttish joy. Reaching down, she gripped the hair of his head tightly in both hands and mashed his face down into her steaming cuntmound.
Then her whole body quivered and she squealed loudly as she felt his long, fleshy tongue burrowing deeply into her fuck tube. Her breath came in short, rasping gasps as waves of dizzying bliss shot through her pussy gash. She brought one hand up from the top of his head and started kneading and massaging her firm, stiff-tipped tits as Art's skillful tongue worked back and forth inside her churning fuck hole. She could hear the wet, slurping sound his tongue made as it plowed through the oily girl-cum that filled her cunt. His mouth was hot against the pouting lips of her pussy.
His face was tightly cuddled into the hairy mound of her cunt. He twisted his head back and forth, burrowing deeper into her wet, drooling loins. His tongue was lively and aggressive as it drilled in and out of her fragrant and delicious-tasting pussy slot. He pulled his face back, taking a deep breath. As his lungs filled up with the sweet-scented odor of her crotch, he stared straight down into the pink, juicy interior of her cunt. The flesh was soft and glistening with her freely flowing fuck honey.
Lowering his face back into her crotch, he greedily rooted his mouth against her drooling cunt hole, using his broad, fleshy tongue to scoop up her hot, buttery juice and drain it down his throat. Crooning soft little words of encouragement, Tish gripped his hair in one hand and her own tit mounds in the other, pulling his face down tightly against her bubbly cunt and pinching her nipples between her fingers. Her head was rolling from side to side and she stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. She could feel his long, wet tongue as it darted around inside her excited little cunt, each stroking thrust filling her with shameless delight.
Then, without removing his tongue from deep inside her spasming fuck slit, Art got up onto his hands and knees and began to crawl around sideways on the bed until he was straddling her upturned face, his massive cock head poised directly above her mouth.
"Ooohhhh!" Tish squealed, reaching up with both hands. She gripped the thick shaft of his cock in one hand and his hard, sinewy ass in the other, then pulled his swollen cock head down into her eager mouth.
- The meaty crown of his prick shaft was now held securely between her ovaled lips. Tish's cheeks began billowing in and out as she sucked voraciously. One hand cupped the hairy pouch of his balls and the other caressed his clenched ass cheeks. Excited beyond words, she partially raised her head off the mattress and gobbled the entire length of his fleshy prick shaft down her throat. She felt the blunt tip of his cock pole bounce against her tonsils and let her head fall back onto the bed, deftly licking her tongue over the whole, long handsome shaft. His cock meat quivered and twitched between the roof of her mouth and her flicking tongue. While she sucked hungrily at his flawless cock pole, she tenderly squeezed his gnarly balls in her hand, telling him silently how much she adored the strong, manly flavor of his prick.
Art pumped his ass up and down, fucking his massive hard-on in and out of her soft, sucking mouth. In the same steady rhythm, his tongue drilled in and out of her juicy little cunt hole. He was face-fucking her with his cock, while at the same time tongue-fucking her sloshy cunt.
"Hhhmmmmm!" Tish hummed around the stroking chunk of cock meat in her mouth as she felt her whole pussy quaking with her approaching climax.
Shivering all over with sluttish excitement, Tish pushed up on the heavy sac of his balls, forcing him to raise his ass until just the knobby head of his cock was securely clamped between her juicy lips. Then she sucked and gobbled on his cock head with everything she had, trying to milk the cum right out of his balls.
Art grunted in pleasure and cupped her squirmy ass cheeks in both hands, holding her crotch steady as his long tongue plowed through the greasy girl-jism that suddenly flooded her throbbing pussy hole. He felt her tongue rubbing and swirling over his bulbous cock head, felt her hand lovingly massaging his twitching balls, and felt the powerful suction of her throat as she milked his prick.
When Tish started to cum, she tightened her slurping lips down around his thick prick staff and kneaded his hairy balls in her fingers. She cooed and mewled in pleasure, the sounds muffled by the huge plug of delicious prick meat in her mouth. She raised her knees, squeezed Art's head between her warm, shapely thighs and humped her ass up and down on the bed, delirious with the juicy waves of hapr piness that were flooding through her streaming fuck hole.
Without any warning whatsoever, his bloated cock head suddenly exploded, splattering her mouth with his thick, hot jism. Tish gasped and grunted under the unexpectedness of his spurting, spewing torrent. But she was more than pleased by the abundance and the sweet taste of his cum juice as it belched out of his shuddering cock and poured thickly down her throat.
She sucked and swallowed frantically, then sucked again, her throat muscles working frantically to keep up with his creamy flood. Her nipples itched and her clit burned, and even her toes curled up with the intensity of her joy. She sucked and sucked until his big, cum-filled balls were drained completely dry.
"Ohhh, shit, honey!" she moaned, smacking her lips. "That was wonderful!" Laughing, she pushed him off and urged him over onto his back. Quickly she settled down between his thighs and began licking his cock clean.
CHAPTER FOUR
The following day was Tuesday and the Duncans usually spent Tuesday afternoons visiting with Colleen's invalid mother on the other side of town. This week Kim had begged off, saying she wasn't feeling well and didn't want to chance giving her grandmother "some nasty old germ."
Actually, she had never felt better. But she wanted to stick around the house as much as possible, hoping to catch a glimpse of her dreamy new neighbor, Vance Hanover.
As soon as her parents had left, Kim got out of bed and took a shower, standing under the hot spray, lathering herself thickly with suds. Ever since she'd first seen Vance Hanover, she'd been taking every opportunity she could to play with her naughty young cunt. Just the thought of the tall, handsome man next door was enough to make her cunt lips tingle and her clit stand up and vibrate. Secretly, she envied his pretty wife. It must be wonderful to know that such a hunk was waiting for her in bed every night!
Kim Duncan was hardly the innocent little virgin that her parents thought she was. She had her mother's rich brown hair and big, soft brown eyes. Those eyes had already melted the hearts of half the student body at school. Of course, her big firm tits, slim waist, long, shapely legs and tight little ass had done their share. She'd lost her cherry over a year ago, and had been fucking and sucking steadily ever since.
Now standing in the warm spray of the shower, she fingered her horny little clit and thought about Vance Hanover. She pictured his broad chest and wide shoulders, and his hard, flat ass, and those sturdy looking legs. She tried to imagine what he'd look like naked. Would he have a lot of hair on his chest and belly, or would he be smooth and pink like some of the boys at school? How big was his cock? Were his balls nice and firm and sensitive to the touch?
"Ooohhh!" she squealed, her finger rubbing furiously against her excited young clit stub. She continued to finger-fuck herself, her mind's eye filled with Vance Hanover's tall, athletic image, until she shuddered and went limp against the wall of the shower stall.
"Awwwww, this is silly," she muttered. "I've got boyfriends coming out of my ears, and every one of 'em hot to stick his big prick into my pussy. So why am I mooning over a man who'd never even given me a second look?"
Because he is a man, she answered herself. I've never fucked a grown man before, just that collection of boys at school. And Vance Hanover, from the look of him, is all man and nothing but man!
Stepping out of the shower and drying herself off, she thought about what she'd told herself. "Okay," she whispered. "But what's the chances of a man like him even giving me a thought. With that sexy wife of his, what's he need with a kid like me, anyway?"
Her other self didn't have an answer for that one.
Slipping into a short bathrobe, Kim went downstairs to make herself a snack, and also to peek out the window at the Hanover house. Maybe he would be doing some yard work!
She was halfway to the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Her heart almost stopped when she answered it and saw Vance Hanover standing there.
"Hello," he said cheerfully. "You must be Kim. My name's Hanover. Call me Vance. My wife and I have just moved in next door." As he spoke, his eyes went over her quickly, noting the bathrobe that ended at the tops of her thighs and gaped open in front. It was obvious that she was naked under it.
Finally, Kim found her voice. "Hello, Mr. Hanover. Uh, I mean Vance. I'm glad to meet you." She swallowed loudly. "Uh, if you're looking for my parents, I'm afraid they're not home."
"I know. I saw them get into their car and drive away. But I noticed that you didn't go with them, so since I wasn't doing anything important, I thought I'd come over and introduce myself. Aren't you going to invite me in?"
"Well, I dunno... " Kim glanced up and down the street. No one was in sight. "Okay. Sure, c'mon in, Vance!"
She stepped aside as he passed her in the doorway, his arm brushing against the meaty curve of her tit. Kim quivered all over at that touch as she closed the door and turned to face him. Then she squealed, half in surprise and half in joy, as he took her into his arms and kissed her. For a second, the surprise stiffened her body and she tried to push him away. Then the joy took over and she slumped against him, parting her lips and letting his tongue into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm," she mewled, sucking on his tongue and pressing her luscious young body against his. She felt the thick, lurching cock bulge in the crotch of his pants. Almost with a mind of its own, one of her hands dropped down and cupped that hard lump, stroking firmly and squeezing it in her fingers. Finally, she managed to pull her face back and stare up into his eyes. "Just what do you think you're doing, Mr. Hanover?"
"I know what I'm doing," he told her in a self-assured tone of voice. "And I know what you're doing, too. You're tryin' to claw your way right through the front of my pants!"
"Ohhhh!" Kim cried, suddenly realizing that what he'd said was true. While she'd been trying to act so shocked and indignant over his behavior, her hand had been behaving much worse. Quickly, but a little more reluctantly, she released his cock bulge and stepped back.
While she was still trying to think of spmething to say, he grinned and asked, "Are you wearing anything under that robe?"
"Well, of course I am! You don't think I'd open the door with just this skimpy little robe on, do you?"
"Oh, I dunno. You might. But I don'i believe you've got anything on under there. Show me!"
Kim backed up into the living room, while Vance followed her, his eyes gleaming hungrily. "Okay. You just stand right there," she told him, "and I'll show you what I've got under this robe."
Slowly, she untied the belt, then suddenly yanked the robe open, revealing herself in all her succulent young beauty. Her pretty pink nipples were swollen with excitement and the tight curls of her cunt were damp from the warm juices that had leaked out of her seething young pussy slit.
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" Vance swore softly. "I just knew you'd be a real beauty, Kim."
The hot little teenager giggled in appreciation, but when he took a step forward, she hastily closed her robe and held it tight.
"Don't come any closer," she said.
"Why not?" Vance asked. He was still smiling at her.
"Because," she pouted girlishly. "You'll be naughty if you do."
"Shit! Don't tell me I'm the first guy who ever got naughty with you!" He moved closer, but she backed up again.
Kim giggled and shifted her weight from one foot to the other, flexing her long, sweetly-muscled calves and thighs. "Well, yeah, a couple of guys have tried before."
"And you completely rejected their dirty ideas, I suppose?" Vance chuckled, moving slowly toward her.
Still retreating toward the doorway, Kim said, "Well... " Her voice trailed off, leaving it for him to answer his own question.
Vance laughed heartily. "You little tease!"
Kim suddenly turned and made for the doorway, giggling over her shoulder at him. She got about three steps down the hallway before he'd caught her wrist in one hand and pulled her back to face him. Gently, but firmly, he pushed the bathrobe back off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Kim squealed as he bent and scooped her up in his arms.
"You were leading me to your bedroom, weren't you?" he asked. "Uh, yeah," she admitted, dismayed that he'd known what she'd been doing.
Holding her easily in his strong arms, he gave the tip of her nose a quick little kiss and asked, "Which door?"
"The one at the end of the hall," she murmured. Her heart was beating faster and faster and her mind reeled dizzily while he carried her down the hallway and into her bedroom. Her dreams were about to come true. She had no doubts that he intended to fuck her. Right here, in her own room, on her own bed, she was about to get fucked by the very man she'd been dreaming about.
Vance set her down on the floor beside the bed and she turned to face him. His hands moved from her shoulders, down over her smooth back to her ripe young ass cheeks. He cupped the meaty globes of her ass against his palms and squeezed them, then ran one hand around to her crotch. His long forefinger poked gently at the juicy slit of her pussy. Her cunt lips shivered and his finger pushed inside, brushing against her stiff young clit. Kim whimpered softly and leaned against him.
"Oooohhh, Vance!" she sighed. "I feel so... so damned hot!"
"That makes two of us, honey!" he murmured. Then he gently pushed her down onto the edge of the bed and stood back to undress. Kim watched with wide eyes as first his shirt, then his pants, and finally his shorts, shoes and socks were tossed casually onto the floor. His cock jumped straight out at her from his hairy groin. Her fingers twitched and her palms were suddenly sweaty. She could hardly wait to get her hands on his big, beautiful hunk of prick meat. Vance moved closer and eased her back against the mattress. She sprawled out wantonly and spread her soft thighs wide apart, giving him a perfect view of the moist curls of her pussy and the tight little cunt slot within them.
"All set, honey?" Vance asked, leering down at her. "All set for the fuckin' of your young life?"
"Oooohhh, Vance!" she giggled. "You're a dirty old man! But you're nice, too!" She noticed the gleam in his eyes as he stared at the fleshy lips of her cunt gash and suddenly decided to ask him to do something not many of her high-school boyfriends were willing to do for her. "Lick my pussy, Vance! Please! Kiss 'n' lick my pussy!"
Kim was happily surprised at the way he hungrily attacked her drooling young cunt hole. He cupped her ass cheeks in his hands and lifted her crotch up against his face, nuzzling his whole face tightly against her bubbly cunt mound. He kissed and licked and slurped at her pussy like a starving man at a banquet. Her clit throbbed and shivered against the flat of his tongue as it rolled back and forth in her cunt hole. Then he stiffened his tongue and started stroking it in and out between the snug lips of her pussy like a miniature cock.
"Mmmmmm," she cooed. "Oooohhh, Vance! Yeah! Suck it! Suck my little pussy!"
Having her hot young cunt licked was one of the most exciting sensations she'd ever experienced. Kim scissored her legs back and forth, squeezing his head tightly between her smooth bare thighs, and squirmed her ass cheeks around in his hands, rubbing her hairy pussy slit against his burrowing face.
"Aaaahhh, that feels nice, Vance!" she panted. "Use that wonderful tongue on my pussy! Lick it some more!"
He stroked his tongue in and out of her slobbering fuck hole, rooting deeply inside, swirling it around and lapping at the wet, warm inner walls of her cunt tunnel. Kim's whole body started to tremble as she felt her orgasm approaching.
Vance felt it, too. Quickly, he pulled his face out of her steamy crotch and sat up.
"Oohhh, I was just gettin' off!" Kim whined.
"I know," Vance said. "But I'd rather you cum on my cock than on my tongue!"
"Yeah, that sounds neat!" Kim smirked in shameless delight and spread her shapely thighs far apart, wiggling her ass into the mattress and beckoning to him with her cute young pussy slit. "C'mon, Vance! Fuck me! Do it to me!"
"I've got a better idea," he said, pulling her into a sitting position. Then he stretched out on his back, his arms folded behind his head. His prick shaft thrust straight up into the air, a thick, stiff bar of throbbing flesh. Kim couldn't take her eyes off it. "Now you get on top and fuck yourself on my cock."
"Ooohhh, that's a wonderful idea!" Kim squealed. "I've never done that before!"
Eagerly, she scampered around and threw one legs over his waist. Then she reached down with one hand, wedged the plump head of his cock into the snug opening of her pussy tube and began lowering herself down over his upright prick shaft.
"Oooohhh, this is great!" Kim purred happily as more and more of his lengthy fuck tool slithered up into her cunt sheath. "I'm gonna do it this way more often, honey! It's fun bein' on top!"
Vance laughed at her youthful enthusiasm. "I'm glad you like it. Now start moving that sweet little cunt of yours up and down."
Kim grinned at him and braced herself with her hands on his broad shoulders. She lowered her face down to his and kissed him, her tongue darting into his mouth and licking hornily against his. She held herself still, just letting his thick cock pile soak in the juicy heat of her pussy for a few moments while their tongues lapped against each other. Her pussy had never felt so wonderfully stuffed. She squirmed merrily, feeling his big round balls rubbing against the crack of her ass. His prick meat wiggled around inside her pussy hole.
Cuddling her face into the side of his neck, she began moving her cunt hole up and down up his jutting cock. At first she pumped slowly, wanting to savor every delicious inch of his lengthy prick as it slid back and forth through the clutching lips of her pussy slot. Then she began humping faster and faster, and soon his hips were bucking up and down in tempo with hers. She mewled softly against the side of his neck, her big, stiff-nippled tits mashed against his chest, her knees tight against his sides.
"Mmmmmm," Kim moaned. "Ooohhhh, Vance, this is wonderful! I feel as though I could fuck all day and half the night this way!"
Vance laughed. "I'm afraid your parents would come home long before then, sweetheart."
Kim giggled at the thought of what her mother and father would say if they walked in and found her riding up and down on their neighbor's big stiff prick.
"Besides, you've had your fun," Vance told her, suddenly rolling her over onto her back, his cock never leaving the tight embrace of her frothy young cunt. "Now we really fuck, honey!"
He covered her mouth with his, muffling the sudden cries of ecstasy that tried to bubble out of her throat as his weight pressed down over her.
Kim writhed beneath him, her legs wrapping around his waist, her bare heels beating against his flexing ass cheeks. She fucked back against the powerful strokes of his meaty prick shaft. The sloshy sound of his cock slithering in and out of her slobbering fuck hole grew louder and wetter as Kim humped her cunt in a frenzied rhythm.
"Oohhh, sh-shiittt!" Kim stammered. "This is w-wonderful... so f-f-fuckin' gooooddd!"
Vance cupped her creamy ass in both hands and rammed his bulbous cock head against the deep end of her fuck tunnel. His fat balls swung back and forth, spanking into the crack of her ass. Vance clenched his teeth and fucked on and on.
Kim had never been so excited in her whole life. Every other fuck she'd ever had paled into insignificance beside this one. None of the boys at school had ever fucked her like this!
Her ass squirmed and wiggled hornily against Vance's clasping hands. Her pussy lips rode up and down on his pulsating cock meat as it plowed in and out of her cunt slit. She hugged him tightly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and locking her ankles together over his back.
Vance pounded down into her seething cunt hole, his crotch slapping loudly against her, his thick cock pole hammering savagely into her cunt. His breath was coming in hoarse, panting gasps. He was going to cum any minute.
"I'm... gonna... cum... " Vance grunted, gouging his bloated cock rod into her with each word.
Then suddenly he was spurting his jism up her sucking young pussy hole. It splashed and gushed and spewed. It filled her fuck channel to the brim. It overflowed and dribbled down into the crack of her ass. It splattered over his thighs and soaked his balls and formed a thick puddle on the sheets. Kim thought he'd never stop cumming.
Kim shuddered and ground her cunt mound against his crotch. Her clit spasmed in orgasm and she mewled and cooed in whorish satisfaction. The feel of his rich, creamy jism jetting up into her greedy little pussy added to the overwhelming joy of her climax.
Even after they were through cumming, Kim's young body continued to quiver from the aftermath of her pleasure. She cuddled up against his strong body, a soft little smile playing around the corners of her mouth.
God Almighty! she thought. A man like this could spoil her for boys!
CHAPTER FIVE
Tish had been peeking through her windows most of the morning, keeping an eye on the Butler house.
First, she'd seen three rowdy teenaged boys, Jay Butler among them, come boiling out of the front door and head off down the street, tossing a basketball back and forth as they went.
Next, she'd seen Simon Butler come out onto his back yard with a blanket, a beer cooler and a pile of magazines. He was naked to the waist and barefoot, wearing only a pair of Bermuda shorts. He spread out the blanket on the grass, opened a can of beer and stretched out with one of the magazines.
Finally, she'd seen Wendy Butler come out into the back yard, give her husband a kiss and climb into the car and drive away.
Tish smiled to herself and started getting ready. She changed into sandals, a pair of scanty shorts and an even skimpier halter. She wore neither bra nor panties. She went out into her back yard and strolled casually over to where Simon was sprawled out on his blanket.
"Hi, Simon," she said cheerfully. "Lovely day, isn't it?"
He looked up from his magazine and grinned at her. "Oh, hi there. Yeah, it sure is. Sit down and soak up some of that sun. You want a beer?"
"Yeah, I'd love one. Thanks." Tish sat down on the blanket close beside him, extending her long, curvy legs and leaning back on her elbows, while he got two cans of beer from the cooler. They sipped and chatted. Tish found out that his wife was off visiting friends and shopping. Young Jay was playing basketball on one of the amateur teams. Neither, Tish was happy to learn, would be home until early evening.
It was obvious that Simon was having trouble controlling his eyes. They kept darting sideways at her, roaving hungrily over her half-naked body. Tish raised one knee and moved it back and forth slowly, showing him the soft inside of her thigh and the plump little mound of her pussy, covered by just a thin layer of cloth. She took a number of deep breaths, her big, billowing tits straining the scantiness of her halter.
"Ohhhhh, that sun is so nice and warm," she purred. "I think I'll work on my tan a little, as long as I'm out here anyway. You don't mind, do you?"
"No. Go right ahead. No extra charge for the sunshine."
Tish rolled over onto her belly and unfastened the back strap of her halter. It slipped down the sides of her body and, when she propped herself up on her elbows, it covered only the very tips of her gorgeous tits. She turned her head and looked at him. He was sitting there, ogling her heavy tit melons, his eyes wide.
"Uh, you know, Tish, you could get an awful sunburn that way. I've got some lotion here. You want I should, uh, put some on you?"
"Why, Simon, that's very sweet of you," Tish cooed. "Please do."
He was looking for a chance to touch her, of course, and that was just fine with Tish. She stifled a giggle as she watched him searching frantically around for the suntan lotion, then fumbling the cap off the tube. Finally, he managed to get some of the thick, creamy lotion squeezed out onto his hands. He began rubbing it into her shoulders, gradually working his way down her back. Tish waited quietly for him to make his move. She didn't wait long. His hands began sliding around toward her tits, his fingers kneading the lotion into her sides.
Tish didn't attempt to stop him, nor did she help. He continued to work the slippery lotion into her, moving lower and lower, getting closer all the time to her tits. She closed her eyes and purred happily.
"Mmmmmm, that feels nice, Simon."
Encouraged, he suddenly slipped his hands all the way down and cupped her meaty tit globes. As he squeezed them gently in his hands, he felt her nipples growing into swollen points against his palms.
"Why Simon Butler I You naughty thing, you!" Tish squealed.
"You don't really mind, do you?" The way he said it made it sound only half a question. The other half was a simple statement of fact.
"No, darling," she said, smiling warmly, "of course I don't mind. In fact,. I was hoping you'd want to play with my tits. I like havin"em played with!"
Immediately he started squeezing and kneading her firm, resilient tit flesh in his strong hands. Her nipples got harder and harder and her cunt cream oozed out against the crotch of her shorts. She could tell that Simon was as turned on as she was. He was breathing heavily as he fondled and caressed her big shivering tits.
"Why don't I roll over so you can really get your hands on 'em?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'd like that, but this isn't exactly the place for me to be messin' around with you. Let's go indoors!"
Tish squealed softly and stood up, holding her halter over her jiggly tits. Simon led the way to the back door of his house, leaving the blanket and other things lying on the grass. Once inside, Tish let her halter fall away, uncovering her lush tits. She giggled as Simon gawked at them.
"Which way to the nearest bed, darling?" she asked softly.
Still staring at her big swollen tit tips, Simon grinned widely. "Right this way!"
He led her into what she took to be his own bedroom, the one he shared with Wendy. The bed was wide and long, just the way she liked them, with plenty, of room to roll around on and freshly made. She stretched out near its edge and Simon sat down and started playing with her tits again. Only this time she was lying on her back and he had complete freedom to squeeze and cup and tweak her firmly jutting tit mounds.
"Ohhhh, Christ, you've got a great pair of tits you know what?"
"So I've been told," she giggled.
Tish squirmed and squealed under his hands. She was certain that he was going to fuck her. His cock was straining at the front of his shorts, frantically trying to burst free. And Tish could hardly wait to take it out and play with it like he was playing with her tits. It looked big and thick. She gurgled happily at the thought of sucking all that stiff cock down her throat.
"Oohhh, sweetheart," she sighed. "You're makin' my tits feel so good!"
Reassured by her horny enthusiasm, Simon lowered his face to one of her fleshy tit melons and began lapping the flat of his tongue over her big, pointy nippies. Tish squealed again and felt a fresh supply of cum juice leak out of her excited little pussy, drenching the front of her shorts. Simon's tongue was hot and wet and talented. It felt just wonderful on her sensitive tit.
Her nipple quickly reacted to his fleshy tongue by hardening and swelling up into one thick cone. Satisfied with the response, Simon moved over to her other tit and soon had that nipple just as stiff and rigid as the first. Erect, her nipples were even more sensitive to his licking tongue. Tish cooed and moaned as he went back and forth from one tit to the other, eagerly lapping and slurping his tongue over the tight, upright nubbins of her nipples.
Then Simon started sucking on them, pulling them between his lips and flicking them with just the tip of his tongue. He nibbled at them gently with his teeth while he sucked noisily.
Simon increased the suction on her nipples, stuffing as much of her swollen tit into his mouth as possible and gnawing on it while his deft tongue rubbed over it knowingly. Tish tossed and rolled around on the bed as he greedily sucked first one nipple then the other, gobbling and feasting on them.
"Oooohhh, yes, sweetheart! Suck my titties! Lick 'em and suck 'em and make 'em feel good! Uuuhhh, yeah!"
At last he raised his yead and grinned at her. The big pink nubs of her nipples were soaked with his spit. "You know what I'd like to do now? I'd. like to see if your pussy tastes as good as your tits!"
"Oooohhh, that's a wonderful idea, darling!" Tish squealed. "And I don't think you'll be disappointed, either!"
She unhooked and unzipped her shorts, then pushed them down her legs and kicked them off her feet with ease. Simon sat there on the edge of the bed, staring wide-eyed at her lush, flawless body as it sprawled back against the mattress in front of him. Then he climbed onto the bed, pushed her shapely bare thighs wide apart and bent his face down between them.
Tish crooned softly to him as she felt his pursed lips brushing over the furry hairs of her cunt. Then she felt his tongue on her pussy lips, just the tip of it at first, lightly touching the fleshy mouth of her cunt hole. Her voice grew into a hoarse cry as his tongue tip broadened out until he was lapping firmly at her pussy slit with the flat of his tongue, from her stiff little clit down to the beginning of her ass crack.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned. "Shit, honey, you give some great head! Keep it up! Suck me right out!"
Simon stiffened his tongue and curled it in and out of her hot, wet pussy, licking and twirling his tongue around, teasing her plump clit bud, tickling the puffy lips of her pussy mouth, sending delicious jabs of ecstasy racing up her spine. Tish rolled her head back and forth and bawled in joy. Simon began concentrating on her fuck button, diddling it to and fro against the tip of his tongue. Then he wedged his face tightly into her crotch and sucked the throbbing little nubbin of sensitive clit flesh into his mouth, squeezing it between his lips and lashing it savagely with the flat of his tongue.
"Eeehhhhhh!" Tish yowled. "Aaahh, shit, yes! Lick my clit, honey! Lick it good!"
He closed his teeth around her vibrating clit and held it gently while he squeezed it with his lips and lapped at it with his tongue, Tish gripped the hair of his head tightly in both hands and mashed his face into her streaming cunt.
"Ooohhh, Simon, you wonderful cunt lap-per! Ohhhh, shit, that's gooooddd! Keep it up! Suck my pussy!"
Urged on by her slutty words, Simon sucked all the harder on her delicious little clit. Tish gurgled as the pleasure quickly grew and grew in her body, her hot cunt cream running out of her pussy in a stream, soaking his busy tongue and drenching his mouth and chin. She arched her back and squealed feverishly as her orgasm swept over her.
Simon nuzzled his face into her crotch and gripped her squirming ass cheeks tightly in his hands to steady her. He could tell that she was cumming by the way she was lurching and humping her cunt against his face. He continued to gobble her savory pussy. It thrilled him to know that it was his tongue up her cunt that was giving her all this pleasure. Her girl-cum dribbled out onto his burrowing face. It was a long, delicious orgasm and it left her face flushed and her tits heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. When she started to settle back down on the bed, he raised his face from her juice-splattered crotch.
"Ooohhh, Simon, that was wonderful," she sighed. "You really know how to suck a pussy, don'tya?"
"You ain't seen nothin' yet!" he assured her and lowered his face back into her crotch.
"Ohhh, Simon!" Tish squealed. "More?"
This time he really tongue-fucked her juicy little pussy. He began by thoroughly licking up and down both sides of her cunt slit, covering the meaty lips of her pussy mouth with his wide, strong tongue. Then he stiffened his tongue and started plowing it in and out of her creamy fuck furrow. It felt just like a small, wet prick to Tish as he stroked it back and forth between her snug cunt lips. She moaned whorishly and washed his tongue with her hot, tangy girl-cum.
Simon's tongue swirled and thrust deeper and deeper into ,her juicy cunt hole. Tish couldn't believe how long his tongue felt as Simon slurped up all her flavorsome pussy cream and flicked it back into his mouth. He cleaned her fuck hole of every drop of her hot cunt juice, then stroked the slippery walls of her pussy tube to tease out more.
"Uuhhh, Simon! Yeah, honey, do it to me!" Tish wimpered. "Fuck my pussy with that beautiful tongue!"
Simon's response was to thrust his lengthy tongue as deeply into her slobbering little cunt slit as he could. Tish humped her ass up against his face violently, mashing her seething pussy hole against his mouth. Her cunt lips sucked greedily on his stroking tongue as it skewered in and out and slurped against the wet sides of her fuck hole. Simon's-fingers tightened, digging into the satiny cheeks of her ass, holding her steady as his tongue fucked back and forth, slashing through the snug lips of her pussy.
Simon was driving her out of her mind with that long, stiff tongue of his. He stuffed it all the way into her bubbly cunt, rolling it around and twirling it back and forth, slurping it through the hot, oily cunt juice that flooded her' pussy. And Tish lurched and writhed and twisted helplessly beneath him, soaking his face with her wet, creamy girl-jism. If just his tongue could do this to her, she thought, what would his cock feel like? She shuddered at the thought of it.
But his prick was something to look forward to. Right now she had that magnificent tongue to deal with. She forgot about his cock and concentrated on the delightful sensations his tongue was bringing to her sloshy little cunt.
She felt another orgasm building up. Her climax quickly expanded until it reached the point where it threatened to explode. She growled deep in her throat and thrust her crotch up and down, humping it against his face. Simon moaned loudly against the hairy mound of her cunt and increased the speed of his stroking tongue. It lashed back and forth, faster and faster.
"Ohhhhh, Simon, honey!" she squealed. "I'm gonna cum again!" Uuuhhh, shit! I'm gonna cum!"
He felt her shuddering cunt lips tighten around his skewering tongue, felt her hot, frothy cream flow into his mouth and down his throat, felt her ass cheeks flex and clench in his hands.
At last Tish sighed and relaxed, her orgasm coming to a slow end. Simon sat up, breathing harshly, and she lopked boldly at the huge lump in the front of his pants! She loved the way he'd eaten her pussy, but now it was time to move on to other things. A tongue felt good up her cunt, but a nice hard cock would feel even better.
"Simon, honey, why don't you take off your shorts so I can see your cock?" Tish purred.
Simon didn't need to be asked twice. He stood up and tugged down his Bermuda shorts. Tish grinned in open approval as his thick handsome prick staff leaped into sight.
"Mmmmmm, that's nice!" she said. "I can hardly wait!" She spread her warm bare thighs and stroked her fingertips up and down the plump pink lips of her pussy slit. "C'mon, lover! Stick that big beauty in here and fuck me!"
"I've got a better idea. Let's do it doggie style!"
Tish smirked wantonly and got up on her hands and knees, wiggling her rounded ass cheeks back at him. Simon knelt behind her and gripped her ass in his large hands, pressing the bloated head of his cock pole firmly against her juicy little cunt hole.
"Ohhh, Simon, hurry up, lover!" Tish said impatiently. "I want it so bad! C'mon!"
Simon leaned forward against her squirming ass, his thick cockshaft sliding up into her narrow pussy tube. It filled her up from one end to the other, stretching her cunt walls. She squealed and drenched his jutting prick meat with her slippery fuck cream. She pushed back against him, grinding her soft ass cheeks against his crotch.
"Aaahhh, that feels good," Tish sighed in pleasure. "Now fuck me, Simon! Fuck me hard 'n' fast!"
He started stroking in and out of her squishy little pussy hole, gradually building up speed and force. Soon his fuck-thrusts were strong and powerful, and he was pistoning into her cunt tube with long, steady digs. She could feel his swollen cock head slamming against the back of her cunt like a battering ram.
"Uhhh, shit, that's nice!" Tish wailed.
"Christ, baby, you're hotter'n hell, ain't you? You must really like to fuck!"
Tish smiled back over her shoulder at him. "What's not to like?" she asked with a squealy giggle. "I think fucking's a beautiful thing! Now shut up and fuck me silly!"
"Okay, honey," Simon laughed. "You asked for it!"
He clutched the wiggly cheeks of her ass between his large hands and rammed every inch of his lengthy prick rod up into her drooling little pussy slit. Tish squealed and panted in joy as she felt his huge hard-on" sliding in and out of her cunt hole. He was fucking her just the way she'd asked him to. His prick drilled into her hard and fast and deep. His balls swung up and slapped against her cunt hair with every relentless stroke. She felt her hot cunt juice trickling down the insides of her thighs as it overflowed her cock-stuffed pussy slit.
"Uuuhhh, Christ Almighty!" Tish yowled. "Ooohhh, God, what a cock!"
She knew that, as excited as he was, he wouldn't be able to go too long without cum-ming. And she was right. Soon, she felt his hot, thick jism spurting up into her cunt sleeve in long, stringy gobs. She was a little disappointed until she realized that this was only his first cum. She was certain that she could suck him hard again, and that their second fuck would be nice and long.
CHAPTER SIX
The more he saw of Colleen Duncan, the more turned on Vance became by her. He was already fucking Kim Duncan every chance he got, and he was eager to add the mother to his list, and compare her to her adorable little daughter. He was just waiting for the right opportunity.
Finally, it came. The neighborhood was quiet that afternoon. There were few people out in their yards and no one would pay any attention to him. He'd already seen Art Duncan drive away with his bowling ball on the car seat beside him. And Kim had told him that she was going to be out all day.
Vance went over to the Duncan house and he rang the bell.
When she didn't answer, he rang again, but she still didn't answer, although he was sure that she was home. He tried the knob and found the door unlocked. Entering, he stood in the center of the living room, listening. He'd thought he'd heard a low moaning sound coming from the rear of the house. Silently, he moved toward the sound...
As soon as her husband and daughter were safely out of the way, Colleen had hurried to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she had been pleased by what she saw; rich, reddish-brown hair and a cute, girlish face; full, jiggly tit mounds, set high on her chest, with small pink nipples; flat, taut belly; soft, rounded ass cheeks; smooth, creamy thighs and sleek, shapely calves; thick, swirling muff; tight, pink-lipped pussy slit.
As she checked off each of her assets, the thirty-six-year-old housewife had felt more and more like a giggly young schoolgirl, instead of the mother of a teenaged daughter.
She had also been feeling more and more horny. Her hot little pussy was throbbing demandingly. Slowly, she had backed away from the mirror and sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading her shapely thighs and staring wide-eyed at the reflection of her juicy fuck hole. She had pried her cunt lips open with her finger tips and looked straight up into the warm, pink interior of her fuck tunnel, cooing softly to herself.
Then she had delicately inserted her long middle finger into her seething pussy and started fucking herself silly.
Soon, her whole hand was drenched with her cunt cream and she was moaning loudly. Her ass bounced up and down on the edge of the bed, her tits swaying and rocking wildly on her rib cage. Her nipples were stiff and swollen with excitement. She found the hard little button of her clit and rubbed it firmly with the tip of her thumb.
She was still moaning and whimpering loudly, her orgasm just beginning to grow warmly in her belly, when she glanced over at the doorway and saw Vance Hanover standing there, looking back at her. His fly was open and his hand was stroking up and down over the lengthy shaft of his cock.
"Vance!" she cried, standing up and trying to cover her cunt and both tits with only two hands. "What're you doing here?"
"Enjoying the show," he told .her cheerfully, stepping into her bedroom and closing the door behind him. "And quite a performance it was, I must say!"
"Well, you can leave now. The show's over!" She sounded more angry than anything else. Her gaze kept coming back to the long shaft of cock meat sticking out through the opened fly.
"Relax, honey, relax." Vance soothed her, moving closer. He pushed her gently back onto the bed and sat down. "I've got something here that'll do you more good than that skimpy little finger of yours."
Colleen glanced down at where his prick meat was thrusting straight up from his crotch. "Well... " she paused, undecided. Vance could almost read her thoughts. She was thinking that his cock did look very able to satisfy her churning pussy. Her husband and daughter were both away and she was alone in the house, with no chance of interruption. And after the sight of his big, fleshy cock, she'd never be able to bring herself off with just her finger.
While she was thinking it over, Vance eased himself down onto the bed beside her, lying on his side, facing her. His swollen cock head poked at her hip, throbbing against her smooth skin. He leaned over and sucked one of her delicious, little nipples into.his mouth.
"Oooohhhhh," Colleen whimpered softly. Her resistance melted completely when she felt his wet tongue rubbing over the tingly bud of her nipple. He put his hand lightly on her tummy and moved it slowly down into her crotch, pushing her bare thighs apart. She moaned again as the palm of his hand stroked over her hairy cunt mound.
She was still a little ashamed and angry about having been caught that way, but now the over-riding sensation that flooded her slobbering pussy was pure pleasure. She was filled with an overwhelming desire.
"Mmmmmmm," she purred, squirming her ass into the mattress, arching her back and lifting her tit against his face. She had been turned on already by her own fingering of her cunt, and his hand was only adding to her lusty desire. His tongue against her tit tip was sending warm surges of joy throughout her body and his hand between her legs made her heart beat faster and faster.
"Ohhh, God, I can't help it! Yeah, Vance, go on, honey! Suck my tit! Play with my cunt! Go ahead! Uuuuhhh!"
No longer able to control her wanton body, she surrendered to its needs. Colleen could feel his blunt middle finger rubbing up and down over the slippery lips of her pussy slot. She knew that he would want to fuck her sooner or later, and she found herself looking forward to him sinking his huge cock pole into her greedy pussy hole with gleeful eagerness. Just the thought of it was enough to make her mind reel and her breath catch in her throat.
She opened her soft thighs for him and started humping her crotch against the slow, steady stroking of his hand. Soon his palm was wet and sticky with her dribbling cunt juices. He began worlcing the tip of his middle finger between the fleshy folds of her pussy mouth, gradually easing it inside her fuck hole, and her ass wiggled sluttishly on the bed.
"Ohhhh, yes!" she squealed. A quaking shiver of horny lust rippled through her body and she squirmed her juicy cunt lips up around his probing finger. "Ohhhh, that feels nice, honey!"
Strange, she thought, how his finger could make her feel so much better than one of her own. Maybe it was the feeling of uncertainty. She was always sure what her own finger was going to do next, while his finger was capable of surprising her suddenly.
"Uuuuhhh," Colleen grunted in pleasure as he took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it lovingly. He rolled the stiff little morsel of flesh, kneading it gently, tugging at it, making it grow and puff out. Her bare heels kicked the air and she squealed and giggled in pure bliss.
Then he went back to finger-fucking her pussy, using two fingers this time, and she humped her crotch up against them, gurgling in mindless pleasure. She could no longer hide her approval of what he was doing to her horny little body, and she didn't even try. She just squirmed and writhed around on the twisted sheets, bucking her ass upward to meet the steady thrusts of his fingers. She didn't even notice it when he raised his face from her tit and sat up, grinning down at her.
Then without any warning, he yanked his fingers out of her drooling little cunt slit and stood up. "Uuuuuhhhn," she whimpered, sick at heart at losing the thrill of his fingers sliding in and out of her streaming pussy. Then she looked up and saw that he was quickly undressing, and she purred happily.
"Yeah, Vance, that's the idea! Get undressed so we can fuck!"
Tossing his clothes away, he climbed onto the bed and crawled up between her spread thighs. Colleen mewled in delight as she felt his big hot cock head pushing against the slick lips of her cunt hole.
He sprawled out over her, covering her mouth with his. She sucked his fleshy tongue eagerly into her mouth and licked at it with her tongue, feeling the pressure of his prick against her juicy little pussy increase. She was quivering all over at the thought of having his mammoth fuck tool thrusting up inside her narrow cunt tunnel. She shivered and sucked feverishly on his tongue.
He reached down between their bodies and pried open the lips of her fuck hole with his fingers. She wiggled and drenched his fingertips with her creamy girl-cum. Then she felt his rounded cock head poke between her cunt lips and she started to hump her ass impatiently. "C'mon, Vance, hurry up!" she moaned, pulling her mouth off his. "Ohhh, Christ! I need it so badly!"
Smiling down at her flushed face and lust-crazed eyes, Vance pushed his prick meat against the tight mouth of her pussy. His cockhead suddenly popped inside her fuck hole and she squealed with bliss at the way it stretched her cunt walls wide apart. His long, fleshy fuck rod slid deeper and deeper while she moaned and bucked beneath him.
"Ooohhh, sweet Jesus," she panted. "It's so fuckin' good!"
"Yeah," Vance gasped. "It sure as hell is!" Feeling the unbelievable tightness of her warm fuck channel closing around his sturdy prick shaft, he grunted and forced another inch of his stiff cock meat up her pussy sheath.
His round, "fat cock stretched her sensitive pussy walls until she was filled with the most fabulous feeling of ecstasy she'd ever felt. It started in her over-stuffed little cunt and spread throughout her whole body, making her gasp and tremble lustfully.
"Aaaahhhhh, shit! You're so fuckin' big, Vance! Your cock feels like it's tearin' me in two! Ooohhh, I love it!"
"It's just that... you're so damned... tight!" Vance grunted, pushing more and more of his thick, fleshy prick shaft into her taut cunt tunnel. He almost mentioned that she was just as tight as her own teenaged daughter, but thought better of it. That would cause more trouble than it was worth right now.
And then he was suddenly all the way in. His knobby cock head pressed tightly against the back of her pussy sleeve and his crotch was grinding down into hers. His balls rested comfortably against the crack of her ass, and her pussy lips were clutching at the very base of his cock shaft. Embedded up to the hilt, he rested for a moment, letting his prick meat soak in the warm juiciness of her fuck channel.
After a while, Vance started easing his cock shaft in and out of her clutching, sucking fuck hole. It made wet, squishy sounds as it pumped back and forth between the slippery walls of her cunt tube. Colleen wailed and blubbered as his prick meat sawed over the rubbery little nubbin of her clit "Ooohhh, my God! Fuck me, Vance! Fuck me with that big beautiful prick of yours!"
"Don't worry about that, baby! You're gonna get fucked all you want!"
A deep, satisfying pleasure flowed through Colleen's body as she felt Vance's huge prick rod working in and out of her snug cunt. And the faster it reamed her frothy pussy hole, the greater her pleasure grew. The friction of his stiff cock pole against her clit was driving her crazy with fuck-lust. She moaned and wiggled her ass, pumping her crotch up against his rhythmic cock strokes.
Vance's breath hissed through his clenched teeth as he fucked his prick rod through the hot tightness of her pussy. He could feel her fleshy cunt lips sucking on his pistoning cock shaft. Her oily fuck juice leaked down onto his spasming balls, soaking the tight skin of the sac. He groaned loudly and tried to hold himself under control. He didn't want to cum too soon. He wanted to prolong this ecstasy for as long as he could.
Colleen raised her knees and planted her feet flat against the mattress. She pushed her thighs wide apart and started banging her streaming cunt hole up against his lunging prick shaft, the strong walls of her fuck tunnel sucking and milking at his thick, rock-hard prick meat.
"Aaaahhhh, Vance!" she murmured. "You really know how to fuck, honey! I'm glad now that you barged in when you did!"
"You're glad!" Vance chuckled.
Colleen was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure that was flooding through her well-fucked little pussy. Her clit was throbbing happily under the steady assault of his skewering prick. She could feel the first faint tingling of her orgasm and knew she'd be cumming soon. She could hardly wait. She knew it would be a shattering experience.
"I just love your big cock, Vance," she crooned. "It feels so damned wonderful!"
"I'm glad you like it, honey," he said. His prick meat was moving easier through her fuck tunnel now. Her oozing cunt juices had lubricated it thoroughly, making it slick and creamy smooth. "And just because you like it so much, I'm gonna see to it that you get all you want in the future!"
She gripped him tightly by the shoulders, her wiggly ass bouncing on the springy mattress. His fat round cock shaft drilled deeper and deeper into her hot, cream-flooded pussy tunnel.' "Ohhhh, Vance, your big cock is gonna make me cum!" Colleen panted. "I can feel it'... ooohhhh, shit! Fuck me .harder, Vance! Slam it right in! Fuck my brains out!"
She coiled her soft bare thighs tightly around his waist and pulled his crotch down tightly against hers, arching her crotch up to meet his downward lunge. His massive prick rod drilled into her like a pile driver, his cock head hammering into the back of her pussy channel. Her fleshy cunt lips squirmed up and down on his gouging cock meat, sucking and milking and tagging at it, trying frantically to stuff more and more of it into her greedy little cunt.
Vance reached underneath her and he cupped her flaring ass in his large hands, kneading her firm, fleshy mounds. He raised her crotch upward against the thick length of his tunneling cock shaft. Nuzzling his face into one of her heaving tits, he sucked her turgid nipple into his mouth and lapped it greedily, gnawing on it with his teeth. Colleen squealed at this extra pleasure and humped her cunt mound frantically against his pounding groin as it burrowed deeper and deeper into her sloshy fuck hole.
"Ooohhh, you darling man," she cooed, running her fingers through his hair, mashing his face against her tit.
Vance raised his head and brought his lips up to hers, thrusting his tongue deeply into her mouth even as his fuck tool was driving deeply into her pussy. Colleen whimpered and sucked at his tongue.
"Shit!" Vance grunted. "Your cunt feels like it's gonna pull my cock right out by the roots!"
He couldn't believe the way she was fucking her horny little pussy back against his piston-ing cock shaft. Her cunt lips ran swiftly up and down his lengthy prick, drawing it down into her tight, juicy fuck sheath. She was almost out of her mind with the joy of his fucking.
"Ooohhh, you big beautiful fucker!" she gurgled. "You sweet, big-pricked fucker! You're making my little pussy feel so damned good! Give it to me! Fuck the livin' shit outta me!"
Colleen felt her shivering cunt sleeve being stretched even wider as his plowing cock got bigger and bigger. The more he fucked into her slippery pussy, the more excited he seemed to get. She fucked back against him, moaning and whimpering with ecstasy, her climax getting closer and closer with each breath-taking stroke of his huge, swollen hard-on.
"God Almighty!" he gasped. "I can't last much longer, honey! I'm gonna cum any fucking second!"
"Wait!" she cried. "Don't cum yet, Vance! Wait for me and we'll cum together!"
Every muscle in her luscious little, body straining with the effort, Colleen redoubled her humping lunges against his skewering cock meat. She felt her rich, creamy cunt juice being forced out of her pussy with each deep thrust of his thick prick shaft. It spurted out and dribbled down onto the sweat-soaked sheets.
"I'm almost there!" she panted. "Keep fucking me, Vance! I'm gonna make it! I'm gonna make it right along with you!"
"Well, hurry the hell up!" he grunted. "I can't stand much more of this!"
He was stroking in and out of her clutching cunt slit with all his strength, pounding her ass cheeks down onto the bed. He could feel his jism bubbling up in his balls as they slapped heavily against the wiggly cheeks of her ass.
"Aaaahhh!" she yowled as she orgasmed. Her pussy tube flooded with wet, slippery girl-cum, and his bloated prick meat slashed through it with a squishy sound.
Vance felt his lengthy prick rod spasming wildly as it plowed into the heated juiciness of her convulsing pussy tube. A second later, his hot, greasy jism started gushing out through the tiny piss hole in the head of his prick shaft. It jetted up into Colleen's frothy cunt as she hugged him tightly between her warm, smooth thighs and squealed.
"Thatta way, Vance!" she cried. "Fill me up with the hot jizz! Drown me in it!"
As his cum spurted and splattered into her, Colleen squeezed his exploding cock meat with the strong muscles of her cunt tube, milking him for every thick, buttery drop. She didn't stop until every bit of it had been sucked out from his twitching balls.
Then she settled'back against the mattress, a lazy smile of utter satisfaction curling her lips. She sighed happily, wondering how long it would take her to suck him hard again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Where do'ya want this one, Miz Hanover?" Jay Butler asked.
He was carrying a large box of winter blankets, and Tish admired the way the teenager held it easily. Despite its size, the box wasn't all that heavy, but it was bulky, and the firm muscles in his shoulders and arms bunched solidly with the effort. He was stripped to the waist, his upper torso glistening with a thin layer of sweat.
"Just set it down on the floor in the closet, dear," she told the boy. "Then set yourself down somewhere and take a breather. You've been working like a twenty-mule team all afternoon!"
Tish had "borrowed" him from his mother to help her move some heavy boxes up from the basement. And Wendy had been only too happy to get her son out from under foot for the afternoon. Her husband had already left for the day, and Vance was coming over later to fuck her brains out again.
Wendy hadn't said anything to her neighbor, but getting rid of Jay fit in perfectly with her plans. It fit in perfectly with Tish's plans, too.
"Aw, that's okay." He shoved the box of blankets into the back corner of the closet and straightened up, swinging his arms and flexing his shoulders. "Between basketball and football, I keep in pretty good shape."
Tish ran her eyes briefly over his broad chest and wide shoulders, and she had to agree.
Jay sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as she fussed around with things in one of the bottom drawers of the dresser. She was dressed in a thin T shirt and a pair of tight shorts and, although she was bending over with her back to him, she just knew that he was staring at the way her shorts pulled up into the deep crease between her firm, meaty ass cheeks.
Either way, she was sure that she'd paraded enough of her goodies in front of him this afternoon to make it a simple matter to get him into bed.
"Jay, give me a man's opinion on something." She turned to face him, holding two pairs of panties in her hands. "I wanna give my husband an extra little thrill tonight, but I can't decide which pair of panties to wear."
The teenager gawked at her, his mouth open, his gaze moving between her wickedly smiling face and the tiny pieces of silk in her hands.
"Now this pair," Tish continued merrily, "is almost like wearing nothing at all." She held up one of the pairs of panties and showed him how clearly he could see through them. They were no thicker than a cobweb and about as sturdy. "While this pair is more substantial, but they're completely crotchless." As she held up the second pair of panties for him, she giggled naughtily. "Which do you think he'll like most?"
"Uh, geez, Miz Hanover, I dunno... "he mumbled. His face was flushed and his breath was rasping noisily through his slack mouth. Tish was positive, judging by the massive bulge in the crotch of his jeans, that he'd just love to see her in either pair.
"Could you tell better if I modeled them?" she asked helpfully.
Jay looked up at her face, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "What're you tryin' to do?" he asked.
Tish dropped her panties back into the dresser drawer and she walked over to stand in front of him, one of her legs between his. She looked down and saw the cock-bulge in his crotch give an excited little lurch.
"It's simple, dear. You've probably already guessed." She leaned forward, pushing him over onto his back on the bed, rubbing her knee against his prick. "My husband won't be home for a long time, and I happen to know that your mother won't care if you don't come home right away." She suppressed a giggle at the thought that his mother and her husband were probably fucking their brains out by now. "So here we are, dear. All alone together. With all the time we need. And I'm hot to fuck. And so are you! I can tell you are. I can feel how big and stiff your cock is getting."
Tish spoke softly, murmuring her words into his ear as she leaned over him. She rubbed the top of her soft thigh against the crotch of his jeans, and his massive hard-on responded to her wanton caress by jerking strongly against the tight material. Her hands stroked across his broad naked chest and her firm, meaty tit mound pressed against his side.
"God! Un, look, Miz Hanover, I... uh, I... " he stammered.
Tish lowered her mouth down onto one of his stiff little male nipples and she sucked it gently, flicking at his nipple with the tip of her wet tongue. Jay trembled all over and his cock continued to grow against Tish's gently rubbing thigh.
"Under the circumstances, dear," Tish told him with a giggle, "I think you can use my first name!"
She slipped down onto her knees between his legs and unzipped his jeans, moving quickly, before he could bring himself to object. Reaching inside the front of his jeans, Tish wrapped her fingers around his cock shaft, squealing girlishly at the size and hardness of it, and started stroking her hand up and down over its thick stiffness.
"Would you like me to suck your cock a little before you fuck me with it, dear?" she cooed. Before he could answer, she'd hauled his huge prick shaft free of his tight jeans, holding it by the base in one tight fist. It was enormous, swollen with excitement, a thick, round, fleshy shaft of fuck-flesh. "Ooohhh!" Tish squealed. "What a cunt-pleaser!"
Without another word, she closed her soft, wet lips around the bulbous head of his cock, slurping it greedily into her mouth. Keeping her lips wrapped securely around his bloated cock meat, She unbuckled his jeans and tugged them down over his husky legs, leaving them bunched up around his feet. Then she reached underneath him with both hands and cupped the clenched cheeks of his ass against her palms, lifting his hairy crotch up to her face, swallowing the full length of his prick rod, wedging his knobby cock head tightly against the back of her throat.
"Uuuhhh, shit!" Jay grunted, rolling around on the bed. "Ooohhh, suck it! Suck my cock!"
She began bobbing her face up and down over his crotch, sliding his rigid prick meat back and forth between her squeezing, sucking lips. Her tongue lapped hungrily over his bloated cock head as she massaged his throbbing balls in one hand.
"Ohhh, shit, Miz... uh, Tish... " Jay panted. "Shit, that's nice! You really know how to suck a cock, huh?"
Tish was pleased with his compliment, but also determined to show him that she was even better than he thought. Her mouth was as skillful as it was eager, and she used every trick at her command to draw the cum up out of his tingling balls. Her tongue licked and lapped over his strong, fleshy prick shaft as her face plunged down over his cock. Her narrow throat muscles spasmed around his fat prick. Her lips pulled and milked, suctioning on his husky cock pole. In a few moments, she felt his balls twitch and vibrate on the palm of her hand.
"I'm gonna shoot off any minute now," Jay moaned hoarsely, humping his ass up off the edge of the bed, stuffing his cock into her mouth. "Get ready, Tish! I'm gonna give you a big mouthful of cream!"
His hands clutched wildly at the sides of her head, pumping her mouth up and down over his thick cock rod, face-fucking her with everything he had. Tish felt his cock head burrow tightly against the back: of her throat, felt his wiry crotch hairs tickling her nose, felt the wide base of his prick stretch her sucking lips wide open as his mammoth hard-on rammed in and out of her mouth.
And then Tish felt what she'd been waiting for all along. His hot, thick jism suddenly spurted into her mouth, washed over her tonsils and poured down her throat. She gurgled merrily, swallowing frantically to keep up with the steady flood of his rich, creamy jism as it spewed out through the small piss hole in the crown of his cock.
Just when she was beginning to .think ,he'd never stop cumming, his cum gradually trickled off, and finally, his balls exhausted, his spit-soaked cock head oozed out of her mouth. He looked down at her, gazing past the still rigidly throbbing shaft of his cock. She returned his gaze, her lips curled into a sly, whorish grin.
"That was pretty good, honey," she murmured. "But just you wait. It's gonna get even better!" She stood up and started to pull her T shirt over her head, then stopped, smirking wantonly at a sudden thought. "Would you like to undress me, dear?" she asked, her voice soft and inviting.
Quickly, Jay stood up and kicked his jeans off his feet. Then, facing her, he lifted her T shirt over her big, jutting tit mounds and pulled it off. He reached around behind her, cupping her meaty ass cheeks in his hands, squeezing them through the thin fabric of her shorts. First, he nuzzled his face in the deep, moist valley between her tit globes, then he started sucking on her delicious nipples. While he kissed and licked her tit tips, one after the other, his hands were busy working on her shorts. Finally, he had them free and pushed them down over her warm, full thighs.
Tish, giggling and squealing like a schoolgirl, pressed herself tightly against him, her luscious body rubbing against his. He held her ass cheek tightly in one hand and stroked the juicy mound of her pussy with the palm of his other hand. She turned until her back was toward the bed, then gracefullysprawled down onto it, pulling him on top of her. Jay crouched between her shapely thighs, his cock head poking at the snug opening to her pussy.
"C'mon. dear, stick it in," Tish purred hotly, running the tip of her tongue around in his ear. "Stick that big beautiful prick into my pussy and fuck the hell outta me!"
Jay wiggled around a little, until he felt the rounded end of his prick push its way in through the fleshy lips of her cunt mouth. "Aaahhh!" he moaned as he felt his cock shaft sinking deeper and deeper into the hot juiciness of her churning pussy. "Shit, that's nice!"
With his cock held securely within the tight embrace of her cunt sheath, she began humping her crotch up against his, her long, smooth thighs coiling around his waist. Jay soon picked up the tempo and started drilling his huge prick in and out of her seething cunt hole, thrusting back and forth with long, deep cock-strokes.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Tish whimpered softly. "You're good! You're very good!" she giggled naughtily. "I think you've done this before, haven't you?"
"Uuuhhh! Yeah," Jay groaned between fuck-thrusts. "Once or twice!"
"Well, you've really learned how, dear!" Tish told him, squeezing her bare thighs tightly around his waist. "You feel like you're gonna tear my poor little pussy wide open! Ooohhh, I'm gonna cum already!"
Her orgasm was thrilling. She humped her crotch around wildly, rubbing her shivering clit against the skewering meat of his prick, trying to add to the blissful pleasure pouring into her cunt. Jay cupped the sides of her tits in his hands and he squeezed them together, trying to stuff both her nipples into his mouth at the same time. His tongue played over the delicious little morsels.
Tish's orgasm slowly faded, only to begin again. She felt herself rising and falling on a steady wave of fuck-lust. "Uuhhh!" she panted. "Christ, I just keep cummin'! Fuck me, darling... suck my titties... make me cum again... and again... don't let me stop... " Jay was only too eager to obey her wishes. He skewered his mammoth cock shaft in and out of her sloshy cunt tunnel and slurped greedily on her tasty nipples. Soon he felt the pressure building up in his shuddering balls. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his cum.
"Uuuhhh!" he cried. "I'm gonna cum, I'm fuckin' gonna cum! I can't hold it back any longer!"
His cock head burrowed all the way against the deep end of her fuck tunnel, as stiff as an iron rod, as thick as a baseball bat. Then Tish felt a fresh supply of jism gush from his seemingly inexhaustible balls. Her pussy filled up and overflowed with the hot, greasy wads of his cum juice.
"Thatta way! Ohhh, you darling boy! Drown me in cum!" Tish cried. Her horny body was being squeezed tightly by her own orgasm as Jay's bountiful jism bubbled and spurted into her frothy fuck hole.
"Uuuhhh, shit, my balls feel like they're gonna drop off," Jay gasped. His cum continued to spew from the deeply embedded head of his cock shaft, pouring steadily into her greedy little pussy sleeve.
Finally, as he grunted and spasmed uncontrollably, his prick gushed the last of his cum cream. He sprawled down over her, his cock resting comfortably within the tunnel of her cunt, soaking in his own jism. Tish's pussy hole was awash with the warm, gooey wads of cum he'd pumped into it.
Then Tish giggled excitedly as she realized that his prick meat was still hard and long.
"Ooohhh," she squealed, wiggling her ass lewdly. "You're still hard as a rock, ain't ya, sweetheart? I bet you could fuck all day and half the night, couldn't you, dear?"
"I'd sure as hell like to try!" Jay said, grinning down-into her smirking face.
Tish giggled at his enthusiasm and pushed him off her. His cock shaft slipped out of her clutching little cunt hole, followed by the thickly oozing wads of Jay's cum. It overflowed and ran down over the cheeks of her ass and the insides of her thighs. She sat up and stretched, her arms high over her head, her long legs straight out in front of her. Jay watched as her tits rose up firm and full on her chest. Her pussy slit dribbled cum juice steadily.
With Jay watching, Tish slowly rolled over and got up onto her hands and knees, turning her wiggly ass cheeks toward him. She spread her knees and opened her legs, showing him the drippy slit of her cunt.
"C'mon, dear," she cooed softly. She looked back over her shoulder at him, grinning sluttishly. "Fuck me doggie style! Ram that big cock up my little pussy and fuck me like a dog! Like a bitch in heat!"
Jay crawled up behind her, his cock bobbing along stiffly in front of him. With one hand on the small of her back and the other tightly gripping the base of his spasming prick meat, he guided his swollen cock head into the snug opening of her foamy cunt hole. He drove straight up her slippery fuck channel, burying himself to the balls in one ruthless stroke. He leaned over, reaching underneath her, his hands cupping her heavy tit globes.
"Ooohhh, yeah, darling! Shit, that feels so good!" Tish squealed. She could feel Jay's cock head nuzzling all the way to the deep end of her cunt sheath. "I really like fuckin' like this. Your cock goes in so damned deep! Uuuhhh! Fuck me, sweetheart, fuck me, fuck me!"
Jay's crotch squirmed against her softly rounded ass cheeks as he pounded his prick in and out of her tight little pussy tube. His hands massaged and fondled her hanging tit mounds while his fingers pinched her nipples brutally.
"Ohhh, sweetheart, your hands feel so good on my titties," Tish murmured. "But I've got something better for you to do with one of 'em. Stick your finger up my ass, darling. Fingerfuck my ass hole while you fuck my cunt with that big stiff cock of yours!"
Jay stiffened his long, blunt middle finger and jammed it straight up Tish's tight little shitter. He felt the narrow walls of her ass tunnel grip his skewering finger as he wiggled it around. His prick meat moved back and forth, separated from his finger tip by the thin wall of flesh between her ass hole and her cunt sheath.
Tish was spasming from head to foot, her whole body rocked with one small mini-climax after another. Wave after wave of shattering pleasure rippled through her. She tilted her face up, staring wild-eyed at the opposite wall. Her clit was vibrating and her nipples swelled up until they threatened to explode.
"Uuuhhhhhhhh!" she wailed. "My God! Your cock in my cunt... and your finger... in my... ass... mmmmmm... " She slammed her ass cheeks back against his thrusting cock meat. Her pussy juice was running down the ins'ides of both thighs in steady streams.
"Fuck me, sweetheart! Squeeze my titties and finger my ass! Drive that prick of yours right up my cunt! Ooohhh, shit! This is wonderful! C'mon, you sweet young fucker! Give it to me!"
Jay continued to fuck his horny neighbor, stroking hard and fast and deep into her tight little cunt hole. His jism was churning wildly in his swinging balls, impatient for release. He clenched his teeth, trying to hold himself back, knowing all the time that he couldn't.
"I'm gonna cum," he panted. "Hold on, you sweet little bitch! Hold on tight! Here I cum!"
Tish held herself braced on her stiff arms, squirming her ass cheeks back against him, squeezing at his stroking cock shaft with the strong walls of her cunt. Suddenly, Jay's hot, thick jism shot out of his cock head, flooding her greedy little pussy. She slumped forward onto her face, keeping her ass high in the air, mewling wantonly in pleasure. Her horny cunt kept sucking on his gushing cock head until the last drop of his delicious jism was drained out of his shuddering balls.
They lay there on the sweat-soaked sheets together, their bodies cuddling against each other, exhausted, finally satisfied.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"I wish I didn't have to leave so soon," Kim Duncan said, her face pouting girlishly. She was standing beside Vance in the living room of his house, looking adorable in her tight mini-dress. It was early afternoon, and they'd been together most of the morning, fucking and sucking in his bedroom.
"Now, honey, I've already told you once," Vance soothed her. "I've got some guests coming over late tonight, and I want to take a little nap before they get here." He chuckled down at her. "That greedy little cunt of yours has got me all worn out!"
"When can I see you again?" Kim asked, rubbing herself against him.
Vance cupped her ass cheeks and ground his crotch against hers. "I'll get in touch with you sometime tomorrow. Don't forget, we've gotta be careful. We mustn't let your parents find out about us."
Not yet, anyway, he added to himself.
Kim went up on tiptoe and kissed him, her tongue darting into his mouth. "I'll keep my pussy warm for you, lover," she cooed.
Vance watched as Kim went down the sidewalk to her house and inside. He smiled. What he had failed to mention was that one of the guests he was expecting was Kim's own mother, Colleen. And he wondered what the sexy little teenager would have said if she'd known what, at this very moment, her dear father was doing.
Still smiling broadly, he went back into the living room and picked up the phone.
"Wendy? This is Vance. Yeah! It's all set for tonight. Colleen'll be here, too! Now, don't be that way. You two are old friends, aren't you? Well, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Colleen is really looking forward to it. And so am I! No, don't worry about my wife. She's got her own thing, and she's doing it! Okay! Yeah, see you then. Bye!"
After he hung up, Vance sprawled out on the couch to take a nap. It wasn't easy. He was feeling almost too excited to doze. The thrill of anticipation was making his balls tingle.
Meanwhile, Kim was stretched out on her own bed, also thinking of that same session with Vance. She had sucked him off shortly before leaving, while he licked her little pussy. She giggled, thinking that no matter how much cunt juice was sucked out of her hot young fuck slit, her pussy never seemed to get dry.
Squirming around on the bed, she pulled up the skirt of her minidress and pushed down her panties. She spread her warm bare thighs and raised her knees. She looked down at the furry hairs of her pussy, and the pink, juicy slit buried among her cunt curls. She pushed inward against the gentle swell of her tummy and hunched her crotch outward a little, showing more of her snug little fuck furrow, her pussy lips already quivery with need.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," she moaned softly, licking, her suddenly dry lips.
She ran the tip of her forefinger up and down a few times between the clenched lips of her pussy mouth, her ass wiggling against the bed. Her whole pussy tingled and shivered, and thrilling sensations of lust ran up and down her soft inner thighs.
Slowly, she wiggled her fingertip against the puffy lips of her cunt hole, gradually working it deeper and deeper into the juicy heat of her pussy. "Aaahhhhhhhhh," she sighed happily. It felt good, but after the lengthy thickness of Vance's massive cock, it wasn't enough. Not enough by half!
Another finger joined the one already stroking in and out of her hot little pussy, but it still wasn't enough. Then the tip of her thumb brushed against the hard stump of her clit.
"Uuuhhh! Aaahhhhhhhhh!" Kim's ass cheeks squirmed all over the bed as she finger-fucked her cunt slit and diddled her clit. She felt her pussy cream oozing out of her slit, soaking her fingers and leaking down into the cheeks of her ass.
She closed her eyes and cooed softly to herself. She tried to picture Vance's swollen cock shaft in her mind's eye as she fingered her horny young cunt hole. She imagined that it was his fat, fleshy prick that was pistoning back and forth between the tight lips of her pussy slot. She massaged and squeezed her clit between the fingers of her other hand, driving herself steadily toward her orgasm.
"Ooohhhhhhhh!" she squealed, humping her ass wildly against her hand as she soaked her fingers in her own girl-jism. Slowly, she relaxed, settling down onto the mattress.
She raised her hand and looked at it. Her fingers were covered with her oily fuck juice. She licked one finger with the flat of her tongue. "Mmmmmm," she purred. It tasted delicious. Now she knew why Vance loved to lick her pussy!
Quickly, the stripped off her clothes and dug the vibrator that Vance had given her out of the bottom drawer of her dresser. Sprawling out on the bed, she turned it on and held the rounded tip of the vibrator against her stiff little clit. Almost at once, she climaxed again, crooning and mewling to herself.
Then, remembering how much she loved it when Vance fucked her ass, she rolled onto her side and rubbed the end of the humming vibrator up and down through the deep sweaty crack of her ass. She poked the vibrator against the tight opening to her shitter, slowly working it inside.
"Uuuhhh!" she grunted. "Uuuhhhhhh!"
Kim thrust a pair of fingers deep into her fuck hole, then began wiggling them around while she thumbed her clit and stroked the vibrator in and out of her asshole.
"Aaahhhhhhhhh," she sighed after a while, easing the vibrator out of her shit hole and rolling onto her back. She stretched out, breathing heavily, letting the cool air of the bedroom play over her sweaty body.
It was fun playing with herself and fucking her ass with the vibrator. But she didn't feel as satisfied afterward as when she had a real cock up her pussy. Curling up into a tight ball, she tried to hold onto the warm, lazy feeling that was filling her still-horny young body.
She giggled suddenly, wondering what her parents would say if they could see her now. Especially her father. She wondered what her dear daddy would say if he knew how much his sweet little daughter loved getting her ass fucked and sucking cock and all the other things she'd been doing lately.
He'd probably shit a brick if he knew half of it, Kim thought with a girlish giggle.
At that very moment, in a motel cabin halfway across town, her father was stroking his huge hard-on back and forth through the silky smooth cleavage between Tish Hanover's billowing tit mounds. The horny redhead was sprawled out naked on the bed while Art's hands cupped the sides of her tits, squeezing them together around the generous slab of cock meat; he was stroking between them.
Tish smiled happily as she watched the swollen head of his cock appear and disappear at the top of the deep, moist crevice. She glanced sideways and watched as Simon Butler knelt beside her, running his fist up and down along the shaft of his prick. He'd just finished fucking her, and now he was trying to get his cock hard again.
As she looked at his cock head, Tish felt her mouth watering. She ran her juicy tongue out over her pouting lips, bobbing her Adam's apple. She felt Art's thumbs rubbing lightly over the stiff points of her nipples, and sighed happily. She was hungry for the taste of cock, but there was no hurry. They'd rented the cabin for the whole day. There was plenty of time.
Simon knee-walked over to her, pressing the bloated head of his prick shaft against her cheek. Tish turned her head and his smooth cock brushed over her ripe lips. She looked up at him and grinned at the naked lust she saw on his face.
"C'mon, honey," he said. "Suck on it."
"Oh, I dunno... " Tish murmured, teasing him. "You really don't want me to do anything naughty like that, do you?"
"Hell yes!" Simon told her. "And you know damned well you wanna suck my cock, too, don't you?"
"Yeah, Tish go ahead. Don't try to tell us you don't like it!" Art said, slowing his tit-fucks. "We both know better!"
"Well . . " She stuck out her tongue and licked it lightly over the head of Simon's cock, then squealed like a schoolgirl.
"Nice, huh?" Art chuckled. "I'll tell you something right now. As soon as I'm through tit-fuckin' you, I'm gonna go down on that delicious little pussy of yours. So you might as well be doin' somethin' to keep yourself busy!"
Tish felt her face flush hotly at his words. She was letting them call all the shots and so far she'd been overjoyed at some of the things they'd thought up to do.
She turned her head toward Simon and opened her mouth. Instantly, he leaned forward, shoving his meaty cock head through the snug circle of her lips and into her hot little mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Tish mewled softly around his prick.
"Ohhh, yeah, honey," Simon moaned. "That feels good, don't it?"
She pulled her mouth off his cock meat long enough to mutter, "Shit, it tastes great!" Then she started licking the flat of her tongue up and down the underside of his prick rod. She nuzzled her face underneath his jutting hard-on and lapped eagerly at his round, heavy balls.
"That's our girl!" Art laughed, pumping his cock pole back and .forth with the tight channel between her tits. He pinched her nipples as she squeezed her fleshy tit melons together around his long thick cock.
Tish slurped excitedly at Simon's hairy balls. Her juicy tongue bathed his tight ball sac with spit. She stretched her lips wide open, feeling her jaws creak, and sucked both his balls into her mouth, rolling her tongue around on them.
"Christ Almighty!" Art murmured, watching with wide eyes as he slid his prick shaft along through Tish's cleavage. His hands were tight on her tits, his fingers kneading her swollen tips. "Look at that little whore gobble up those balls!" His voice was soft. He was speaking more to himself than to either of the others. "Shit! Lookit her go!"
Tish smiled as much as she could with her mouth stuffed full of Simon's hairy balls. She squeezed them tightly between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, feeling Simon shudder at the pressure against his balls.
"Suck 'em, whore!" Simon panted. "Suck my balls!" He gripped her tightly by the hair of her head and pulled her face into his crotch. His cock shaft rested against her cheek, throbbing wildly with lust.
Tish spit his balls out of her mouth and ran her tongue back up to his cock head, swirling it over and around the bulbous cr'dwn of his prick rod. She took a deep breath as she rolled her tongue over his cock head. She could smell the sweaty, masculine aroma of his cock and balls.
Cooing happily to herself, Tish reached for him with both hands. She cupped his sinewy ass cheeks with one hand and fondled his spit-soaked balls with the other. With a hungry moan, she sucked his cock head into her mouth, squirming her lips up along the sides of his thick prick shaft, pulling more and more of it against the back of her throat.
Art was watching enviously. He'd stopped stroking his prick meat back and forth. He was just straddling Tish's rib cage, his cock lying along the deep crack between her tits. He was still pinching her nipples and pressing her tit flesh tightly around his prick shaft.
He watched as her lips stretched tautly around Simon's fat cock pole. He saw the glazed expresison in her eyes, the way her fingertips stroked and tickled his balls, the way her jaw worked as she gobbled on Simon's stiff prick.
"Aaahhh," he cried, suddenly struck with a wicked idea. He released her tit globes and slid forward on her chest. His bloated cock head pressed into her cheek.
Tish looked sideways at Art's massive cock as she sucked on Simon's. Then she glanced up at Art, her eyes questioning. He grinned back at her, winking lewdly. Then he turned to Simon.
"Let's both face-fuck her together!" he suggested.
Tish felt a surge of obscene excitment race along her spine at his words. Shit, what a delicious idea! She thought wildly. But she wouldn't be able to get both their cocks into her mouth at the same time! Would she! They'd tear her jaws wide open!
She mumbled and groaned as she felt the two men poking their cock heads against her lips. Working slowly, they finally managed to get the knobby tips of their prick shafts stuffed into the wet warmth of her mouth. Her cheeks bulged and her tongue was pressed tightly against the floor of her mouth. She whimpered and squirmed her lips around the combined size of their cocks.
"There we got it!" Art chuckled. "We're both inside!"
"Yeah!" Simon said. "Feels great, too!"
Tish took one of her hands and cupped Art's swollen balls. Her other hand was still caressing Simon's. She moaned with whorish delight as she fingered their balls and sucked their cocks.
"That's it, baby!" Art moaned. "Play with us while we're fuckin' your mouth. And get ready to drink a lotta cum!"
Tish squealed and wiggled her ass against the bed as she pictured the huge loads of boiling jism they'd gush into her mouth.
Art and Simon were both kneeling close over her head. She breathed deeply through her nose, filling her lungs with the strong scent of their loins. She'd never been as turned on as she was right now. She slurped noisily at their fat cock heads and squeezed their balls with her fingers.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she gurgled happily around the delicious prick meat that filled her mouth. She wiggled her tongue back and forth aginst the sensitive undersides of their prick shafts, tickling their bulbous cock heads as they pressed between her lips, side by side.
"Aaahhh," they both groaned together, humping their asses against her face. Another inch of their hot cocks eased into her mouth. Tish groaned and whined as she double-sucked them greedily.
Simon reached back and cupped one of her tits, kneading it roughly. "Hey, buddy," he said. "Grab yourself a tit!"
Art reached around and he took hold of her other tit mound, squeezing it tightly. He was working her tit meat idly, his mind really on other things. His entire attention was centered on the way Tish's tongue was squirming against the underside of his cock head.
Tish raised her knees and spread her sweaty thighs, feeling the cool air wash over her humid pussy hole. She whimpered softly, wishing that she had a third cock to fill the aching need in her pussy. The next time she got together with these two, she'd have to arrange to include Jay.
Between the obscene thoughts swirling through her mind and the taste of two cocks in her mouth, Tish was rapidly approaching her orgasm. She knew that it would be a shattering one.
"Aahhh," Simon moaned. "Hey, Art. We gotta time this so we both cum at the same time, ya know!"
"Yeah, I know!" Art gasped. "We'll drown her in cum!"
Both men felt their balls twitching and spasming crazily. Tish's sucking mouth and hot little tongue was driving them steadily toward their climaxes. Art pinched her nipple with one hand and took her wrist in the other. Pulling her head away from his balls, he moved it back to his ass.
"Stick your finger up my ass, honey!" he told her impatiently. Simon took her other hand he told her to do the same to him. Their hands held her wrists tightly, moving her palms-over the clenched cheeks of their asses.
Tish felt delightfully wicked as she stroked her fingertips up and down the cracks of her asses. She found their shitters and poked the tips of her middle fingers against their puckered ass openings.
"Uuuhhh!" Simon grunted as her finger drilled deeply into his shit tunnel. His prick meat started to vibrate wildly and he shot the first thick gob of jism into her mouth. He gripped the top of her head and tried to push a little more of his spurting cock head into her mouth.
Art came a second later, splashing a huge wad of cum against the back of Tish's throat. Their jism was spewing thickly now, jetting over her flickering tongue and pouring down her throat. She finger-fucked their ass holes frantically as Art and Simon squirted wave after wave of hot, gooey cum into her sucking mouth. The rich, buttery cream coated her throat and warmed her tummy. A pair of thin, stringy threads leaked out of the corners of her mouth and drooled down onto her chin.
Tish gasped and gurgled, swallowing madly to keep up with the twin fountains fo savory jism. She loved the taste of their cum! It was hot and frothy, slightly salty against her taste buds. She swallowed greedily, filling her belly with their sweet cum.
Finally, they were through, and they slumped off to either side, sprawling wearily on the huge mattress.
"Shit!" Simon panted. "That was great!"
"Yeah!" Art agreed. "What'll we do next?"
Tish sat up, smacking her lips and swallowing the last of their jism. "I've got a great idea!" she giggled. "You've already been double-sucked, so how's about you both fuck me at the same time? One of you take my pussy'n' the other can have my ass! How's that sound?"
"Sounds easier said than done," Simon said, looking down at his limp, shriveled cock. Art's prick was just as spent, just as exhausted.
Tish giggled again. "Well, if that's the only thing standing in our way, don't worry about it. We've got all day, and if I can't put some pep back into a pair of cocks in all that time, I don't deserve to get fucked!"
CHAPTER NINE
Later that same evening, Vance was sprawled out on his bed, with Wendy Butler and Colleen Duncan stretched out on either side of him. All three of them were stark naked, and Vance's cock meat was standing straight up into the air, throbbing excitedly.
"Doesn't this make you feel all warm and squirmy?" Colleen giggled. Her nipples were stiff and swollen and her pussy slit was moist with her seething cunt juice.
Wendy was lying near the edge of the bed, feeling somewhat uncomfortable about being here with them this way. She didn't mind Vance, but Colleen made her uneasy. They'd been friends for too many years. And now, here they were, about to fuck and suck with a man neither of them was married to.
Sensing the way she was feeling, Colleen said, "Hey, relax, Wendy! Get with it! After all, we're not gonna do anything we haven't done before, are we?" She giggled naughtily.
"Yeah," Vance added. "A nice three-way fuck will make for a change of pace. Why don't you start things off, Colleen? Suck my cock a little, and get me ready to fuck."
"Looks to me like you're ready now, lover!" she said, squealing at the sight of his big stiff prick rod. She bent down over his crotch and slurped his swollen cock head into her mouth. Both Vance and Wendy heard the wet, squishy sounds her lips and tongue were making on his fuck tool.
Wendy looked on as her friend gobbled Vance's thick cock. She had to admit that it was exciting to watch someone suck cock. In fact, it was incredibly exciting!
Colleen raised her mouth off his prick meat for a moment. She smirked up at Vance. "Delicious, lover! Just delicious!" she squealed. She ran the flat of her tongue up along the underside of his cock pole, then swirled her tongue tip around the bloated head of his prick.
"Lay back and I'll go down on you," Vance said.
Instantly, Colleen sprawled out on her back and spread her smooth thighs wide apart. "Yeah! Eat me out, lover!" she cooed. "Eat my pussy!"
She reached down and rubbed her fingertips over the pouting lips of her pussy mouth, her heels kicking in the air as she waited impatiently for him to start sucking her cunt.
Vance moved around slowly, taking his time, letting her desire build up in her loins. Just before he lowered his face into her churning crotch, he turned and winked at Wendy. "You just hop in any time you feel like it, honey," he told her.
Wendy watched as he nuzzled his face tightly into Colleen's hairy crotch, mashing his mouth down over her cunt slit. She bucked her ass up off the mattress, rubbing her cunt mound against his face. She gripped him by the hair of his head and pulled his face down firmly. Vance wormed his hands underneth her squirmy ass and cupped her meaty ass cheeks, holding her steady while his tongue snaked out and lapped over her pussy furrow.
"Ooohhh, yeah, lover, that's the way!" Colleen squealed.
Vance found her stiff little clit with the tip of his tongue and he diddled it expertly. Wendy continued to watch, feeling her own clit vibrate excitedly. She could see her friend's fuck juice leaking down into the crack of her ass. Vance must have noticed it, too, because he suddenly left her clit and started running the flat of his tongue over her pussy slit, lapping and slurping at the flowing juices.
He licked and lapped wildly, sucking her cunt cream and swallowing it down, smacking his lips at the delicious flavor. Then he knelt upright, his lips and chin soaked with Colleen's fuck juice.
"Get up on your hands and knees, honey," he told her. "I've got something extra nice for you!"
Shivering with anticipation at what she suspected he was going to do, Colleen scrambled over onto all fours, wiggling her ass at him and smirking back over her shoulder.
Wendy leaned back on one elbow, hypnotized by the sight of Vance crawling up behind her and rubbing his bulbous cock head up and down along the crack of her ass. He stroked her ass cheeks with his free hand, reaching between her thighs to briefly fondle her cunt lips, then bringing it up to poke at her tight little ass hole.
Colleen weaved her ass back and forth. Supporting herself on one arm, she cupped and kneaded her own tits with her free hand, tweaking her nipples and moaning softly, impatient for him to begin. She was obviously hot and eager to get fucked.
Still taking his time, Vance poked his meaty cock head against the drooling slit of Colleen's pussy. Wendy reached down between her own thighs as she watched and she started rubbing the palm of her hand against her cunt mound. Vance glanced over at her, seeing the way she was stroking her own pussy meat, and smiled. Then he leaned forward, shoving his lengthy prick shaft to the hilt up Colleen's tight little cunt sheath.
"Aaahhh!" Colleen's high-pitched wail of pleasure filled the bedroom. "Fuck me, Vance! Fuck the shit outta me!"
Vance ground his hairy crotch tightly into her squirmy ass, his thick cock stuffed up inside her fuck tunnel. Then he started pumping his prick rod in and out of Colleen's squishy cunt with long, steady strokes, holding her ass cheeks tightly in both hands, his eyes on Wendy's fingertips as they rubbed up and down over her fleshy pink cunt lips.
As he gradually increased the speed of his fuck-strokes into Colleen's seething pussy sleeve, his eyes narrowed and his lips curled back over his. teeth. His husky thighs were straining from the effort of burrowing his cock head deeply into Colleen's pussy hole. His balls swung back and forth. Hot bubbly fuck juice oozed out her cunt hole and trickled down the insides of her thighs.
Wendy continued to knead her pussy, her thumb flicking lightly against her clit. She was feeling more and more excited by the obscene sight of Vance plowing his huge prick meat back and forth in Colleen's snug little cunt. She slid over to the other side of the bed, moving closer to the fucking couple. Reaching out, she cupped Vance's big, heavy balls in one hand and wrapped the fingers of her other hand tightly around the base of his lurching cock rod. She could feel the thin film of Colleen's pussy cream on his fat round pole, his prick was slashing furiously in and out of her friend's juicy little fuck tunnel. His balls trembled and twitched against the palm of her hand.
Wendy's hand was soon soaked with Colleen's cunt juice. She took her fingers off Vance's cock meat, then stuck them in her mouth, sucking and licking at the warm, oily cream. She was surprised at how tasty it was. She still held tightly to Vance's balls with her other hand. They felt fat and heavy with his jism. Colleen kept moaning and cooing, pleading with him to fuck her harder and deeper and faster. Suddenly, Vance pulled his cock head out of her pussy with a loud, wet plop.
"Ooohhh, Vance!" Colleen whimpered. Her face and shoulders slumped down onto the mattress, but she kept her ass high in the air, wiggling it at him. "Please, honey. Keep fuckin' me! I haven't cum yet!" Vance smirked down at her, still holding tightly to her ass cheeks. He started rubbing his knobby cock head over the tiny, puckered mouth of her shit hole. Colleen giggled as she realized what he was going to do. "Ohhh, yeah, lover! Fuck my ass! Stick that big cock right up my ass! Fuck it 'til it falls off!"
"Hot little bitch, ain't she?" Vance asked, grinning at Wendy. "What about you, Wendy? Are you a hot little bitch, too?"
"Yes! I am!" she admitted, giving his balls a loving little squeal. "And I'm gettin' hotter every second! Hurry up 'n' finish fuckin' her, lover! I wanna suck you hard again so you can fuck me next!"
Vance pressed the plump head of his cock against the snug hole of Colleen's shitter. "That's the kind of talk I like to hear!" He leaned forward. His cock shaft bent slightly against the resistance of her tight asshole. "You just wait," he promised Wendy. "You just wait 'til I'm finished with Colleen, then I'll really give you a workout!"
Wendy stretched out on the bed and watched as Vance slowly slid his prick rod into Colleen's asshole. She knew that she'd never forget this sight as long as she lived. It was terribly exciting to watch Colleen wiggling her ass cheeks back against the steady thrust of Vance's stiff, thick cock pole. She heard Vance grunt softly as he skewered her shitter on his rigid prick shaft, saw him gritting his teeth. Wendy watched closedly as his mammoth hard-on inched its way inside her friend's ass tunnel.
"Uuuhhh!" Collen wailed. "Shit, that's good!" She bucked her ass back against Vance, the walls of her ass tube sucking on his jutting cock shaft.
Vance began stroking in and out of her shitter, slowly at first, then slowly increasing the speed of his fuck-thrusts until he was pumping his prick meat back and forth with long, ruthless jabs. Reaching down between her-thighs with one hand, he pinched her clit, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Colleen's yowling cries of pleasure grew louder and louder as her orgasm rapidly approached.
Wendy rubbed her hand against her furry cunt mound, her eyes sparkling wantonly as she watched Vance fuck Colleen up the ass and heard her friend's gurgle of pleasure. Colleen was eumming, her meaty ass cheeks humping wildly, her fingers clawing at the bed sheets.
Still rubbing her fuck hole, Wendy reached out with her free hand to cup Vance's swinging balls, squeezing them as she waited for him to cum. She didn't wait long. In a matter of moments, he stiffened and cried out in bliss. He jammed the full length of his prick shaft up inside Colleen's sucking, greasy ass tunnel. Wendy tugged at his hairy ball sac, feeling it jerk and spasm as his bails pumped his jism out through the tiny slit in the head of his cock. His cum splashed into Colleen's ass hole, hot and thick and creamy.
When Vance was finally through eumming, he slumped down onto the mattress, his cock head oozing out of Colleen's clutching ass hole. Wendy leaned forward and watched her friend's spasming shitter, still leaking stringy wads of Vance's jism.
Wendy wanted to go down on Vance right then and suck him until he was ready to fuck her, but Vance insisted on a long, hot shower first. The three of them crowded into the small shower stall, Colleen and Wendy taking turns lathering his cock and balls with thick suds. Vance stood with his feet wide apart, grinning as the two hot-assed housewives fussed over him. In no time at all, his prick meat was thick and stiff again.
He hugged them against his sides, his hands between their legs, a finger wiggling around inside of each of their pussies. Colleen squealed with joy and Wendy found herself giggling like a schoolgirl. They both squirmed their soapy bodies against his. Wendy slyly poked a long finger up his ass hole, making him groan with pleasure. He redoubled the vigorous thrusts of his fingers in their cunts.
When they got out of the shower, Colleen and Wendy took a pair of large, fluffy towels and dried him off. Wendy was starting to feel a little like a slave girl serving her master.
While Colleen and Wendy were toweling themselves dry, Vance casually said that he wanted to see them get jt on together.
Wendy was shocked and outraged at the suggestion, and even Colleen flushed at the idea. They exchanged startled looks, then turned back to Vance.
"I wanna see you suck each other off and maybe finger-fuck each other, too," he told them. "How's that sound? A nice little sixty-nine, huh?"
"Well, uh, I dunno... " Wendy stammered, feeling her face getting red.
"You know... that might be fun, at that... " Collen murmured. "What do you think, Wendy?" She giggled. "I'm willing if you are!"
Without waiting for an answer,. Colleen took Wendy's hand and she led her back into the bedroom. Vance followed them, his cock shaft throbbing stiffly.
They stood beside the bed, Wendy blushing with embarrassment. Colleen stood in front of her, close, her tits almost touching the other woman's. She ran her hands lightly over Wendy's ripe body, stroking her ass cheeks, caressing her smooth skin, finally cupping her lush tits. She hefted them on the palms of her hands, thumbing her stiff nipples, cooing softly over them.
"You know something', honey? This isn't the first time you've turned me on! You probably never knew it, but more'n once, I've watched you wigglin' around in those tight little shorts of yours... seen you bending over... thought about it a lot, honey... about that cute little ass... these big tits... and now... now... " Wendy trembled violently, half from the strong, sure touch of Colleen's hands on her body and half from the obscene words pouring out of her mouth. Suddenly the thought of licking Colleen's juicy little cunt filled her with obscene longing. She wasn't a lesbian, but she was looking forward to making it with Colleen.
She put one arm around her friend's waist, pulling tier body tight against her own, and cupped the back of Colleen's head in her other hand. She kissed her, snaking her tongue into the other's mouth, licking back at the tongue that eagerly lapped hers. Then they both moved over to the bed, still holding each other tightly, and sprawled out on the mattress.
Wendy found herself flat on her back, with Colleen stretched out above her. She looked up arid realized that her friend's wet little cunt slit was poised right over her upturned face. She studied it closely. Colleen's fuzzy cunt hairs framed the snug furrow of her pussy, making it look sweet and delectable.
"Ooohhh!" Wendy squealed suddenly as she felt Colleen's lips come down onto her own pussy slit. A second later, she felt the wet, pointy tongue of the other girl slide into her fuck hole and start to swirl and wiggle back and forth madly.
She reached up and cupped Colleen's satiny ass cheeks, stroking the warm, firm mounds and pulling the brunette's drippy cunt hole down over her mouth. She stuck out her own tongue and shyly licked it up along the pouting slit of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she cooed, overjoyed at the delicious taste of Colleen's drooling pussy juice. She remembered the one taste she'd had before, when she'd been holding Vance's cock shaft. It had tasted wonderful then, but now, fresh from Colleen's churning cunt, it tasted much, much better.
Wendy and Colleen squirmed and rolled back and forth on the bed, sucking greedily at each other's drooling pussy. Their hands cupped and kneaded their ass cheeks as their tongues dipped and slurped into each other's slobbering fuck holes.
They'd both forgotten completely bout Vance. He was seated on the edge of the bed, watching them, his eyes gleaming lewdly. He was jacking his stiff prick in one hand. He reached out with his other hand to fondle their bodies, pinching a nipple, fingering an ass hole, or stroking a thigh.
Wendy mewled delightedly at the feel of Vance's hand on her body. She was in ecstasy as one of his thick fingers drilled into her shitter. Between Colleen's wet little tongue diddling her clit and Vance's finger fucking into her ass, she was going out of her mind.
Acting on impulse, Wendy drove her middle finger up into Colleen's frothy pussy while she flicked the tip of her tongue over her vibrating clit stump. Colleen shuddered sluttishly and shoved one of her fingers deep into Wendy's cunt. She had three things driving her crazy with fuck-lust: Vance's finger up her ass, plus Colleen's fingering her pussy and the woman's tongue on her clit. - Both of the women orgasmed together. They trembled from head to foot, delicious spasms rocking their sweaty bodies. Their tongues dug into each other's drooling cunt slits as they sucked and swallowed the rich, creamy girl-cum that bubbled out of the fluttering fuck slots.
When they came up for air, Wendy saw Vance sprawled out next to them, his long, stiff cock standing straight up from his hairy groin. This time, Wendy showed no hesitation. She scooted over and straddled him, squatting down over his upright prick meat. Quickly, she wedged the fat head of his cock between her fleshy cunt lips, then sank down onto his lap, her fuck tunnel swallowing his thick cock shaft in one gulp.
"C'mon, lover!" she squealed. "Let's fuck!"
Colleen watched for a second as Wendy bounced up and down on his sturdy fuck tool, then she crawled over and sat on his face. "And while you're fuckin' her, you can suck me off, honey!" she purred.
Vance grinned happily. "Nothing I'd like better!" he laughed. Eagerly, he reached up and pulled her savory cunt meat down onto his mouth.
Wendy and Colleen faced each other. With a giggly squeal, they reached out and, cupped each other's tits. They squirmed around on Vance's body, Wendy impaled on his jutting cock meat, Colleen rubbing her pussy slit back and forth against his sucking mouth.
Vance growled deep in his throat, his whole body alive and eager with lust. He sucked and lapped hungrily at Colleen's hot little pussy mouth and humped his cock meat up into Wendy's snug fuck channel.
Idly, with half his mind, he wondered how Tish was doing with Art and Simon. Then he chuckled agianst Colleen's squirming cunt mouth. He wasn't worried about Tish.
Then his mind turned to Kim Duncan. He'd almost invited her to this little party, but had decided against it at the last moment. It was still a little too soon for that.
Still, he felt sorry for the luscious little teenager. With her father off somewhere fucking Tish, and with her mother seated firmly on his face, Young Kim was left all alone.
Vance had completely forgotten about Jay Butler.
CHAPTER TEN
Meanwhile, next door at the Duncan house, Kim was thinking about going back to her bedroom and fucking herself with the vibrator again, when the doorbell rang. She was glad for any interruption, but she wasn't dressed. Her parents were both out somewhere or other, and she'd been loafing around the living room in her bathrobe.
Then she giggled, remembering what had happened the last times he'd answered the door in that robe. She'd ended up getting the daylights fucked out of her by Vance! So she knotted the robe at her waist and went to the door, aware that the garment only just barely covered the tops of her smooth, bare thighs and that her big, braless tits were peeking out over the V neckline.
Kim opened the door and saw Jay Butler standing there. His eyes almost fell out of his head when he saw what she was wearing.
"Hi, Jay!" she greeted him cheerfully. "C'mon in!"
"Uh, hi, Kim. I was, uh, wonderin' if maybe my, uh, folks were over here," he stammered, his eyes on the sharp points her tit tips were making in her robe.
"No, they're not. In fact, my parents have disappeared, too. So come on in and we'll keep each other company." She stepped aside to let him enter. When he walked past her, his eyes looked straight down the front of her bathrobe into the deep, creamy cleft between her tit mounds. By the time they'd reached the living room, his hard-on was lurching against the crotch of his jeans painfully.
Kim noticed the huge lump in the front of his pants and felt her nipples stiffen in response. Her sensitive cunt lips began to grow warm and juicy as she watched his cock shaft pushing out thickly.
"Maybe your folks are with mine somewhere," he suggested, trying to take his mind off her tempting young body.
"Yeah, maybe. But let's talk about something really important, as long as you're here."
"Oh?" he turned to face her. "What?"
"That big beautiful hard-on you've got there."
Jay gasped and his face reddened with embarrassment. Kim noticed that his cock didn't soften one bit, however. If anything, it only got bigger and started really lurching against the front of his pants.
Kim smirked skittishly at him and unbelted the front of her robe. Slowly, she pushed it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor and stood in front of him, stark naked.
"Shit!" Jay grunted.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Kim giggled. She spread her feet wide apart, showing him the tight curls of her cunt and the rosy little pussy slit between her shapely thighs. Cupping her tit, she lifted them out toward him, holding them like an offering on her palms. "I wish I'd known you were so well hung, Jay," she purred. "We'd have gotten together a long time ago if I had!"
Jay just stood there, staring at her lovely young body and rubbing the shuddering lump in his crotch. Finally, he found his voice. "Well... we're together now... " Kim squealed and dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands going for his belt buckle. "We sure are, honey!" she cooed softly. Quickly, before he had a chance to change his mind, she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. When she tugged his jeans down over his legs, his cock was straining wildly against his shorts, making a tent of the white cotton.
"Mmmmm," Kim moaned in excitement. Her pussy cream was oozing down the insides of her thighs and her clit was vibrating madly with fuck-lust. Her fingers felt weak and unsteady as she fumbled his shorts down. He kicked off his sneakers, then stepped out of his jeans and shorts.
Kim sat back on her heels, gazing at his naked prick shaft. "Ohhh, shiiittt!" she moaned. His fleshy cock pole was long and thick and beautifully stiff. His balls hung in their hairy sac between his thighs. They were big and heavy and looked like they were just packed with cum.
"Ooohhh, Jay, honey!" she mewled. "I've just gotta suck your prick!" She reached out with one hand to cup the underside of his cock pole, letting it rest on the palm of her hand. It was warm and moist and as hard as a rock. She slid her hand back and fondled his balls briefly, then looked up at him. "You want me to suck your cock, don't you, Jay, darling?" she pleaded.
"You bet your sweet little ass, I do!" the horny boy cried, his prick meat jerking around widly at the mere idea of a blow-job from his lovely young neighbor.
Eagerly, Kim ran her hands up the backs of his thighs and cupped the hard, lean cheeks of hfs ass. Then she leaned forward, giving his bulbous cock head a slurpy kiss before sucking it into her mouth. She gurgled wantonly as she felt his thick cock meat forcing her lips open. The huge head of his prick nuzzled tightly against the back of her throat.
She flicked her tongue back and forth deftly along the underside of his prick rod. The salty, masculine flavor of his cock flesh was strong on her taste buds. She thrilled at the thought of how his cum would taste as she gulped it down. Squeezing his ass, she bobbed her head up and down several times, squirming her wet, creamy lips up and down over his lengthy fuck tool, then pursed her mouth tightly around his thick prick shaft, just behind his knobby cock head, and started sucking.
"Ohhh, shit, that's good!" Jay moaned. He stared down with wide eyes at the enchanting sight of the teenager's soft, ovaled lips sucking and nursing at his jutting cock shaft. "This is the best blow-job I've ever had! Suck it, Kim, ooohhh, shit, suck it!"
Kim moved one hand from his ass and reached between his hairy thighs to cup his heavy, jism-filled balls. Jay shuddered from head to foot and started humping his crotch. He gripped her head between his strong hands and face-fucked her frantically. Kim gave his spasming balls a loving little squeeze to urge him on.
"I'm gonna cum," he moaned, humping his ass wildly, drilling his prick rod in and out of her face for all he was worth. "Any second now... " Kim kneaded his balls, rolling them around in her fingers, sucking hard and strong on his cock head, swirling her agile little tongue over the hard, throbbing crown of his prick rod.
"Ohhh, sweet fuckin' Christ!" Jay swore and started to cum.
A thick, hot gob of creamy jism shot out through the piss hole in his cock head and splashed against the roof of Kim's mouth. She sucked gleefully, swallowing every gushing blast of cum as it spewed out of his lurching prick. She sucked and swallowed time and again, feeling his delicious cum warming her tummy.
"Oh, damn! That was great, Kim! Just fuckin' out of this world!" Grinning widely, he stepped back, pulling his greasy cock out of her mouth.
"Yeah," Kim giggled, licking her cum-coated lips. "I thought it was kinda nice, too!" She smiled up at him shamelessly. "And now that I know how much cum you've got stored up in those big balls of yours, I'll be after you every day to suck you dry!"
"Well, you won't have to chase me very much!" Jay promised. He reached down, then hauled her to her feet, taking her into his arms and kissing her soundly. "Now you know what I'd like to do?" he whispered into her ear. He slid one hand between their bodies and stroked the hairy mound of her pussy. "I'd like to return the favor by sucking your cunt!"
"Ohhh, really?" Kim squealed. "I'd just love that! C'mon!" Quickly, she gathered up his clothes and led him into her bedroom.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," she whimpered. "Hurry up, honey! God, I'm so horny I can hardly stand it!"
Jay's cock started twitching back to life as he looked down at where she had sprawled on the bed. He stripped off his shirt and stretched out between her bare thighs, his face tight over the juicy little furrow of her pussy. He stuck out his tongue and licked hungrily at the fleshy lips of her cunt hole.
"Ooohhh!" Kim wailed. "God, that's nice, Jay! Keep it up! Lick my pussy! Make me cum!"
Jay pried open her cunt mouth with the tips of his thumbs, exposing the sensitive inner walls of her pink cunt tunnel. His tongue lapped slowly back and forth, sloshing through the hot, oily juice that filled her fuck hole. He used his tongue like a spoon, scooping up her girl-cum and sucking it back into his mouth. He swallowed greedily, moaning at the savory taste of her fuck cream.
"Aaahhh, shit, you're good, Jay! You're a real good cunt-lapper!" Kim quivered and twitched as his tongue tip cuddled deeply into her cunt hole. "Uuuhhh, Christ Almighty! Suck it... get that sweet wet tongue right in there... aahhh... yeah, honey... that's it... now you've got it... now you're really doin' it... mmmmmmmmm... " Jay licked and kissed and slurped eagerly on her horny young pussy while Kim squirmed her ass around and humped her slobbering crotch up against his face. He stiffened his tongue and started plowing it in and out of her foamy cunt slit, tongue-fucking her for all he was worth.
"My clit, Jay... lick my clitty... " Kim babbled excitedly. "Ooohhh, God!"
Instead of licking it, Jay diddled her stiff little clit stump with his fingertip while he continued to drive his fleshy tongue in and out of her spasming cunt slit. Instantly, Kim's back arched upward, her whole body shivering hornily.
"Aaahhh! Yes, darling! That's it! Play with my clit while you're lapping me out! Uuuhhh, shit, this is great! Just fuckin' wonderful!"
Suddenly, Jay moved his finger and his tongue around. Now it was his stiff tongue tip that was diddling her clit bud, while his finger fucked in and out of her drooling cunt slot. He pursed his lips and sucked the swollen clit into his mouth, nipping at it lightly with his teeth, lashing at it with his tongue. His finger continued skewering back and forth in her creamy pussy.
Kim wailed loudly and gripped the back of his head in both her hands, mashing his face down into her juicy cunt mound, thrusting her ass into the air wildly. "That's it! That's what I want!" she squealed. "Finger-fuck me! Suck my clit!"
Jay added a second finger to the one already embedded up her tight cunt sleeve. His hand was drenched all the way to his wrist with her bubbling fuck cream.
"I'm cumming, sweetheart!" Kim suddenly whimpered. "Ooohhh, God! I'm cummin'... cummin'... " Kim orgasmed wildly, tossing and twisting all over the bed. It was all Jay could do to just stay with her. His hand and lower face were both soaked in her girl-jism as she rocked back and forth, squealing and cooing and growling happily. It took a long time for her to finally settle back on the rumpled sheets and relax.
"Aaahhhhhhhhh," she sighed. Then she sat up and stretched, her body flushed and moist with sweat. "God, that was wonderful! You're a natural-born pussy sucker, you know that, honey?"
"Yeah. Well, there's somethin' else I'm pretty good at," he said, pushing her roughly onto her back. He crawled forward, shoving her thighs apart as he approached.
Kim looked down and saw his cock shaft advancing in front of him. His prick was long and stiff again, and it twitched and throbbed demandingly. She giggled and raised her knees, spreading her shapely thighs almost into a straight line. Her pink cunt lips pulled open to reveal the slippery inner walls of her fuck sheath.
Crouching between her thighs, he held the base of his prick rod in one hand and rubbed his bloated cock head over her wet cunt lips.
Kim cooed-and giggled happily as the knobby tip of his prick brushed over her clit, making it gyrate excitedly.
Slowly, Jay leaned forward, gradually working his cock head into the tight slit of her cunt. Kim humped her ass impatiently, hungry for the feel of his huge hunk of cOck meat in her pussy. With the fleshy crown of his prick shaft wedged securely between the tips of her cunt, Jay leaned over her body, supporting himself on his stiff arms and grinning down into her happy face. Then he suddenly bucked his hips and sent his long, thick prick slashing up into her fuck channel.
"Uuuuhhhhhhhhhh," Kim grunted as his cock head hammered into the deep end of her pussy. "Ohhh, shit! What a cock! It feels like it's gonna tear me apart! But I love it, sweetheart. God, how I love it!"
"I'm glad you like it," Jay said, wiggling his ass and moving his cock meat around inside her pussy tunnel. "Cause I like fuckin' even more'n I like eating pussy!"
"I... think I... do, too... stud... " Kim gasped, her breath coming in short, rasping spurts. His prick rod was filling her snug young pussy from end to end. She squeezed on it with the strong walls of her cunt tube, feeling it spasm and throb in time with his heartbeat.
Jay settled down over her with his knees braced between her spread eagled thighs. His broad chest crushed her billowing tit globes and he could feel her stiff nipples poking him. He moaned softly as she squeezed and sucked on his cock pole, her cunt walls like a warm, juicy vise around his swollen prick meat.
"C'mon, Jay. Start fuckin' me, honey! Really give it to me!" Kim gasped. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles over the small of his back, her crotch wiggling shamelessly against his. "Ohhh, shit, I'm so fucking' horny!" she wailed loudly, squirming her soft inner thighs up and down on his body.
Slowly at first, Jay started to fuck her. His massive cock moved slowly in and out of her drooling little pussy slit, her tight cunt lips slurping juicily along the sides of his prick shaft. Gradually, he increased both the speed and depth of his strokes, until he was plowing back and forth with a strong, quick rhythm, his cock head bouncing off the deep end of her fuck channel, his balls slapping into the crack of her ass.
Kim wailed and sobbed and humped back against his ruthless fuck-strokes. Their sweaty bellies rubbed together. Her thighs tightened around his waist, trying to pull even more of his big wonderful cock down into her greedy young fuck hole.
Neither of them noticed it when the bedroom door silently opened. They were so involved in their own pleasures that they didn't look up and see Simon Butler and Art Duncan standing there. Nor did they notice Tish Hanover standing between them in the doorway, her arms around their waists.
Simon looked on as his young son pumped his mammoth hard-on in and out of Kim's sucking pussy hole. He was feeling only slightly shocked at the sight. What he mostly felt was pride in the kid's ability.
Art could hardly believe what he was seeing. But there she was, his sweet little girl with her legs wrapped around Jay's waist and her ass bucking and jerking lewdly as he fucked her. He should have known it was bound to happen sooner or later.
What Tish was feeling was amusement at this unexpected turn of events. She had wanted to go straight from the motel to her house and walk in on Vance, Wendy and Colleen. She'd already been picturing the look on Art's and Simon's faces when they saw their wives fucking and sucking with her husband. But Art had insisted on stopping off at his house first.
Quietly, so as not to disturb the two teenagers writhing on the bed, Tish pulled their fathers out into the hallway and closed the door.
"Let's leave the two young love birds alone for now," she whispered, steering them toward the front door. "Right now, that little surprise I promised you is still waiting at my house!"
The three of them left before they could hear Kim whimper, I'mm gonna cum, Jay! Ohhh, Lord! I'm gonna cum!" She could feel her climax building in her well-fucked little pussy. She hugged him tightly between her creamy thighs and pumped her crotch back against the relentless strokes of his pistoning cock shaft.
Jay kept up the steady lunges into her cunt. His balls were twitching and jerking. He wasn't too far from cumming, himself. It would be only a matter of moments, if that long, before he shot his load into her hot young pussy slit.
"Fuck me, Jay, fuck the hell outta me!" Kim gurgled. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" She tossed around wildly beneath him. "A little more... just a little bit more... and I'll be... cummin'... "
"I... I think I'm... gonna cum... too... " Jay gasped, hammering his meaty prick into her.
Kim could feel his cock shaft growing bigger and bigger with every savage fuck-thrust. Sud- denly, his body stiffened and he lunged deeply into her slippery cunt and his jism gushed out of his cock head.
His second cum was as long and wet as his first had been. Jism spewed and streamed, thick and hot and buttery, into her wet little pussy.
A second later, Kim's own climax ripped through her loins. Her bubbly cunt juice seethed thickly around Jay's embedded prick rod. Flashing jolts of bliss surged through her, racing up and down her spine, making her clit vibrate hornily.
By the time they were finished, they were both weak and exhausted. The sheets were splattered with the cum juice that had leaked out of Kim's flooded cunt. She cuddled up against his body, purring happily.
"Shit, I'm done," Jay sighed.
Kim giggled and fondled his greasy cock with one hand. "Honey, I've got a feeling this is just the beginning!"
She didn't know it at the time, but she was right.