For years it was thought mother love was an inborn trait of every woman alive. If you were a female, it was a natural desire to have children, to adore them, to worship them. This was the feeling of many church people, psychiatrists, mothers, and fathers.
If motherhood is a natural instinct, then why are so many babies left on doorsteps, church steps, put up for adoption or aborted? This does raise a question in the psychology classes on various campuses across the country.
In one such psychology class at UCLA a few years ago, the discussion of this subject was explored thoroughly. It was decided by the students that motherhood is the result of atmosphere. Little girls are told they are to play with baby dolls. Little boys are to play with trucks. Little girls are to cuddle their dollies. They are to feed the babies, dress them and change them. Motherhood is taught to little girls from the day they are born and is drilled into them for years and years.
The question also came up in said psychology class that was it possible for a mother to hate her child. The results were affirmative. Given certain sets of circumstances, mothers can and do hate their children. Take for instance if a mother has a boy friend and a young, attractive daughter takes him away. Or if a child bums down the house.
The conclusion the class came to was that mothers are people, and have the same feelings as other people. Just because a woman becomes a mother does not mean that she is automatically warm, loving and at home baking bread all the time.
This is the story of a mother with two darling daughters. One is a sweet freckle-faced doll of thirteen and is raped. She has such a phobia about men that the situation becomes almost impossible.
The other daughter is a snobbish sixteen year old. She is not particularly interested in sex of any kind.
The mother of these two little dears is divorced, frustrated, lonely. Actually she has enough problems of her own without delving into those of the children. She is having a long period affair with the married man next door and finds it extremely difficult to maintain when she talks to his wife who happens to be her best friend.
The age-old taboos of life have been thrust upon the mother and the neighbor lady, however, after years of living alone, the mother throws all caution to the wind and becomes emotionally involved with the man next door, it is extremely difficult to put to an end a perfect relationship, one of perfect sexual freedom, except secretive.
The mother of the two darling little girls has to solve the problem of rape and another of masturbation. How she does this and with whom are her ways out of problems you might encounter. She does go out of her way to be the perfect, giving, self-sacrificing mother we were all taught to be... a long time ago.
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CHAPTER ONE
Norma felt the blood hot cock shoved between her quivering thighs and eagerly awaited the lusty thrust up her cunt. She could hardly wait to feel the heavy pulsations of her lover's hot prick.
Her arms reached lovingly to him as a lovely smile wisped across her full lips. Her thickly lashed eyes closed in rapture. She felt Ben's heavy body heat melt into her body as he barely touched his bristly haired chest to her heaving titties.
"OH MY DARLING, FUCK ME... I LOVE YOUR COCK... I LOVE YOU... I CAN HARDLY WAIT... I THINK I'M CUMMING ALREADY... " she cooed to the man hovering over her sex-starved body.
Everything in her cried out to this man who served as a lover and friend. Her mind knew he was married to somebody else, but her body didn't care! All her body knew was this man satisfied her longings and desires. Not as often as her body craved, but when a married man is involved, certain restrictions are placed on a relationship--like the convenience, when the wife is away, when the kids are gone... All making Norma one sex-starved hot woman.
She had to make the most of every stolen moment since she never knew when the next moment would happen. So every touch fired her up. Every kiss was like the first and yet it could be the last so the kiss was loaded with explosiveness. His smell had to be savored and kept stored in her fuzzy brain for who knows how long. His taste she savored. The sound of his voice sent tremors of shivers through her body. Each thing Ben did or said she cherished like a very precious jewel... a lovely happening in her lonely life... a delicious moment never to be relived.
She touched his muscle filled shoulders and quivered with delight. She had to remember the heat of his flesh, the firmness of his taut skin over his rippling muscles as he held his big body over hers. She smoldered in passionate desire to grab him and hold him to her jutting breasts forever and ever, but that is not the way. it would go.
He would love her, fuck her, and leave her. It had been that way for six years. She cried everytime he left her big comfortable bed and went home... next door, to his wife and children.
Norma knew their affair was wrong but what should she do with the God given passions that welled up in her body? She had tried to shove them away out of her mind but her body wept for loving. Her cunt cried for his cock!
So she had started a thing with the man next door to satisfy her sexual cravings only she had fallen in love and he hadn't. Being very adult about the whole affair she had taken him strictly on his terms... his times... his places. Whatever he wanted she complied with just to feel him close to her, to be able to touch him, to hear his low, soft voice.
He was the answer to her prayers since she had no intention of ever marrying again and having such a terrible experience all over or having a step-father for her two daughters. This way she appeared to survive the world and all the domestic and economical problems all alone. Which she did not. When her world appeared to fall apart she always let Ben know and he would make a way for a secret meeting and a wild fucking orgy.
With her emotions satisfied she faced life daily. She did not fuck Ben daily but she lived from one wonderful experience with him to another. Between meetings her mind relived the last time and anticipated the next.
Now she had to concentrate on him hovering over her naked body. She had to try and cram everything he did and everything he said into her memory while enjoying it now at the same time. Her mind did not want to miss a thing. Her body would not! Her body would feel and weep and cry and love for awhile, loving orgasms she would have while he held her in his arms.
The whole world disappeared for these few sacred moments when Norma had Ben. All hell could break loose and she would never hear it for the rush of passionate blood to her head.
"OH MY DARLING, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. YOUR COCK FEELS SOOOOOO GOOOOOODDDDDD DOWN THERE... OOOOOHHHHHHH, I LOVE YOUR PRICK... HHMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she whispered feeling his smooth cockhead at her cuntal mouth.
Her vaginal lips nibbled hotly at the silky smoothness of his beating prick. She adored the wet velvet of his throbbing dick. Her smoldering passions rumbled through her torridly hot body igniting every nerve to fiery explosiveness.
Their first fuck was always harsh and fast, hungrily eager. The second orgasm was passionately delicious with foreplay and teasing torment.
Norma spread her ready cunt slit and moaned deliriously as she felt Ben's cock thrust into her lathered, spasming twat. "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH BABY, " she moaned, slashing, slithering around under his humping body.
"Feel good?" he managed to grunt as he heaved in his fucking shaft.
"HMMMMMMMMMMMM," - she sighed, her body undulating, gyrating passionately. She tossed her curly, dark hair as her head whirled happily. Just to feel his body was all it took to make her cum, but to get the frosting, too... his cock... was almost more than she could stand.
Her quivering, swollen labia gurgled with love juice as her body rolled and tossed under his. She felt like one mass of orgasming jelly, all hot and soft and wet.
She adored his strong, slow punch of dick into her hot, steaming snatch. Her clit danced and squiggled in the drenched juices of her fuck hole. Her body rocked and thrust up to meet his every fucking stab of throbbing cock.
Her head reeled dizzily. She would like to thrust and heave her pelvis up to his forever. She loved basking in the warmth of her own flowing juices and getting jabbed by his hot cock. She wallowed in the luxury of being fucked and so hot she thought she would be consumed by her roaring fire of passion. Her twat spasmed hard and strong to squeeze his sliding in and slipping out prick. She was so wet with gurgling juices from her leaking twat she could only tell she was having one orgasm after another... a constant thrill of passion burning in her cunt with her little lovebud going crazy in the lush of thick juices.
Her moans and sighs hurried him on to more harsh heaves of prick.
He was so quiet in his fucking... so deliberate with his penis as he thrust in and pulled out to just where her cuntal mouth could nibble on his sensitive cockhead... and then he slowly, powerfully eased his cock firmly into her slobbering twat.
All the way into her spasming, leaking, dribbling snatch slid the blazing cock, driving her wilder and more frantic with each easy, long stroke of his prick. He drove his dick into her lathered, boiling tube with such exquisite precision that she thought she would melt into a puddle of simmering sex but her emotions were too keyed up for that!
She felt his hips rotate into her widely splayed snatch trench, grinding his cock into her sopping hole.
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH, I LOVE IT!" she squealed.
She opened her dark, smoldering eyes and looked right into his blue, glazed ones. She shook with excitement! She always felt hotter and more intimate when she looked directly into his eyes. The direct connection made her feel like he was looking right into her soul, her innermost, private thoughts and being. His blue eyes at times were cold as ice and at other times twinkled like an imp and at times like now... positively melting.
She squirmed a bit uncomfortably under his glazed stare. She felt almost indecent having him look into her smoldering, lustful eyes as if he could tell exactly just how hot he had made her.
She closed her eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feeling sizzling in her flooded crotch. She was one mass of leaking juice. She lay in the luxury of his fucking, loving each long, smooth stroke of his cock, adoring the heat generated by the friction of cock-in-cunt, whiffing in the sweet aroma of her juices mixed with his lubrication fluids.
Her hands caressed his hot flesh and felt the bulge of his muscle-rippled arms. She fondled his body all over, sliding her hands from his shoulders down his back to his flexed ass and back up his steaming, sweaty sides to his arms. She felt him all over loving the touch of his hot, damp flesh, adoring the grinding, grinding, grinding in of his throbbing cock.
She took his slow, deliberate strokes of cock and his tantalizing grinding in for as long as she could stand it. She felt the fiery emotions of hot passion mount in her body as he fucked in and out of her snatch.
She loved the way the stem of his cock rubbed agonizingly against her rubbery clit to torment her into ecstasy with each strong thrust of pulsating cock. She quivered with soaring, flying cravings as he steadily fucked in and out, in and out, in and out of her lathering twat.
"YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY!" she screamed. "FUCK ME HARD AND CUM! I WANNA FEEL YOUR HOT JISM IN MY CUNT! GODDAMN! I'M SO HOT... SO HOT... " Ben smiled down at her slithering, churning body and kept the same torturing pace of sawing in and out of her slobbering snatch. He took special care to screw in his cock in such a manner that his pubic hair rubbed sensuously into hers and his hard, pounding stump flicked her clit on each heave inward.
Norma opened her thickly lashed eyes to beg for his steaming jism. Her grasping hands were all over his naked body. Her mouth opened for his tongue, begging for his thick, saliva coated tongue. She licked her lips hungrily, holding his gaze with her smoldering eyes.
"PLEASE... YOU'RE TEASING ME... LET IT GO! LET YOUR FUCK JUICE GO! I WANNA FEEL IT INSIDE ME I WANNA SMELL YOUR CUM UP INSIDE MY CUNT " Her voice trailed off since she could only gasp at the wonder of his fantastic fucking strokes.
His sensitive cockhead stroked the inside of her warm, plush, spasming tunnel ever so slowly, burning up and down her sweet, tight dribbling tube. He felt the tight quivers of her vaginal muscles on his cock. He dabbled his prick at her cuntal mouth to soak the sensitive prickhead and torturingly slowly he pierced inward. His throbbing cock felt each inch of her sweltering, bubbling, clasping, caressing vagina as he slid his whopper into paradise.
He knew he had her worked up to one continual, easy orgasm like her whole bottom was draining out. He would soon have her pitched so high that she would hit the highest peak of spasming orgasm ever.
His fully loaded balls ached for release as he plunged into the mass of plush, marshy flesh again and again, hitting her ecstatic clit and driving Norma mad with desire.
She clutched and clawed as her passions soared. Her ass bounced against his cock, double-timing his penetrating thrusts of dick. The wet slappings of his gorged nuts drove her to a frenzy. Her sensitive asshole felt the radiating heat from his slopped testicles with each stab.
Her strong vaginal muscles clamped onto his digging, grinding prick and sucked him up tight inside her.
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" she steamed, gasping hotly.
Ben smiled in his lust for orgasm. He loved her reactions to everything he did to her. She was almost ready! He drove his cock into her sweltering snatch as she bounced up and down, faster and faster with his strokes.
"DAMN YOU, CUM! I GOTTA HAVE THAT JISM! CUM! CUM! CUM!" she screeched hysterically.
The slow torture was over. He felt her heavy gush of cum drench his gyrating, grinding prick. The flutter of her spastic clit was strong against his rough stump. Her rolling hips pushed down on his cock forcing his pounding dick up to her lower gut.
"HOLY JESUS... I'MMMMMMMM CUUUUUUUMMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG MORE AND MORRRRREEEEEEE " Her frantic legs flew in the air and her arms groped hotly for any part of her lover. She clasped and clutched at his strong body as he picked up speed and slashed his harsh cock into her gushing, flooding, feverish twat!
"CUM, BABY, CUM ALL OVER MY COCK! SHOOT YOUR JISM! THAT'S IT BABY! CUM SOME MORE AND SOME MORE AND SOME MORE! FEELS SO GOOD TO MY COCK! I'M DUMPING MY LOAD TO YOU... FEEL IT? FEEL MY CUM? ALL OVER YOUR TWAT... HOT TWAT... HOT CUM!" he whispered into her ear.
"AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE! OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... SOOOOOOOOOOO GOOODDDD," she gasped, thrashing against his pushing, grinding body.
He jolted and jerked hotly against her sweaty body as glob after steaming glob of his hot jism blasted out of his smooth cockhead to slosh into her silky, squishy snatch. He felt her vaginal muscles squeeze to milk his prick of the very last of his gushing sperm. He gave her all of it, the whole load.
Norma lay under his body, seared to him by sweat while her whole bottom relaxed open and she collapsed exhausted. She felt his last penetrations of gushing, squirting prick as he stabbed into her wide-open hole from different angles to punch at her uterus and the sides of her smooth, hot vagina.
The wet, smacking sounds of suction racked her ears as he raked out her steaming, bubbling, gurgling snatch... and his prick wilted inside her oven.
"KEEP YOUR COCK IN ME," she pleaded. "DON'T TAKE IT OUT. I LOVE YOUR DICK SOOOOOOO MUCH. THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME. I NEEDED THAT FUCK. I NEED ANOTHER SCREW. PLEASE DON'T TAKE YOUR PRICK AWAY."
Ben pressed his feverish face against hers and gasped for breath. He flexed his weakening dick inside her and got the tremble he wanted. It pleased him that everything he did to her made her exuberant with pleasure. All he had to do was touch her and she was a melted puddle of hot flesh. He liked that in a woman. He groaned softly as he regained some of his composure.
Normal felt his flexing muscle and loved it and all the thick juice that lathered out of her cunt hole. The touch of his soft, warm balls sloshing in her asscrack thrilled her no end.
It saddened her when his rubbery dick slipped out of her relaxed vagina to flop of over his drenched nuts.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, honey," she moaned.
"Can't help it, babe, that's all there is for you right now. You got it all between your legs," he said and fell beside her on the bed.
The pang of passion cried out for more tenderness, more love, more of his precious cock, but he was spent for right now.
She got up on one elbow and looked at the handsome face of her lover. She adored every deeply tanned wrinkle in his face... laugh lines. She was somehow strangely fascinated by his rugged good looks and the fact he lay by her side so contentedly. She had worked him over and he had done her the same favor.
She traced his face with her eyes, taking in every detail of his strong featured face. She wanted to bum every minute detail into her mind. Her heart burst with love for him but she shed a tear in the knowledge that he did not love her in return. He had told her so many times. He had told her not to love him. He had stressed the fact he was married and had no intentions of leaving his wife. A wife who wouldn't fuck anymore but had borne him two children, a boy and a girl. He had told Norma time and time again that he didn't love his wife, but he would never leave her or the children. He had his responsibilities and he would live up to them.
He had told her he needed to fuck and he wanted to fuck her. He had been very honest with her, brutally honest, to be quite frank. She was to be his piece of ass on the side and that was the end of it. No love, no strings of involvement.
When Ben had said all these things to her six years ago Norma had fully agreed to them. It had all been so out and out brazen, like a contract between them.
Norma had been so hot at that time she would have agreed to anything just to get a cock inside her and find release. She readily agreed that neither should become emotionally involved since she had been hurt so deeply by the divorce and certainly had no intentions of being a home wrecker. Especially since Ben's wife was her best friend.
So Norma and Ben had their contract and he had fully lived up to it. He fucked the tensions right out of her while she fell in love with him. She screwed up but couldn't help it.
She tried to fight love. She had succeeded in doing so for quite a long time, but as the years passed and Ben was always with her when she needed help, her mere physical lust grew and blossomed into full love. More than love. She absolutely depended upon him.
Norma played her little game and pretended to "have to ask Shirley" to get Ben to do anything for her. Shirley was a good friend to Norma and sympathized with her divorced lot in life. Shirley talked to Ben and asked him to fix a tire or leaky faucet or mend a broken bike or tune-up the car. Shirley helped Norma all the time and through Shirley, so did Ben.
Only every time Ben helped Norma it always wound up in a fucking orgy.
At first this had bothered Norma. She had pangs of guilt that haunted her night and day. How rotten could a person get? To stab a friend in the back like she was doing to Shirley was the lowest form of humanity. Norma almost broke her contract with Ben due to her guilty feelings. She didn't.
Every time she and Ben were together Norma would tell him it was the last. And then Ben would fuck her and lick into her cunt slit and nibble on her fluttering clit and Norma knew there would NEVER BE A LAST TIME AS FAR AS SHE WAS CONCERNED!
Norma still had guilty feelings and the constant thought of getting caught nagged at her. What was really hard was to face Shirley every day and act as if nothing mattered but her friendship.
What kind of a friend could sit and have coffee with Shirley and totally agree with her about Shirley's husband. The days he was nice to Shirley and Shirley talked about his good mood, Norma agreed and sipped coffee. The days Shirley bitched about how mean and nasty Ben was, Norma sipped her coffee and agreed.
Over the past six years Norma gradually fell madly in love with Ben and would have died for him. She did die many times in her heart. There were times when Ben did little intimate things for Shirley trying his best to get her to "put-out" again and restore their love. These things are things best friends share and of course Shirley would tell Norma about them.
Norma would sob on the inside and agree with Shirley on the outside. Norma had Ben sexually but his wife had him by the heart... or at least their kids did. Ben had told Norma he did not love anybody, yet his loyal actions to his family disproved that statement and as much as Norma loved Ben, their contract held. She got the sex and his wife got the new car. Norma got fucked and Shirley got the box of candy on Valentine's Day. Norma got her cunt sucked and Shirley got the pay check.
Norma got used to her place in life... the friendly fuck next door. She had mixed emotions about Ben. She wouldn't want him for a husband because of sexual disloyalty to a wife, but oh, how her heart loved him!
Norma was tom right up the middle over her love for Ben and her friendship to Shirley. So she took his fucking whenever she could and loved every minute of it. He was as convenient for her sexual release as she was for his... and she never intended to marry again anyway.
So the fucking contract continued for six years. Today the contract was better than ever. Ben was one hellova good screw! Norma was sort of like Pavlov's dog. The dog's mouth watered every time he heard a bell which meant he was going to eat. Her crotch watered everytime she saw Ben, heard his voice, or touched his hand. She was his dog, his pet, his animal to fuck!
Norma hid her guilt feelings deep and blamed her wild lust for him on the idea that all men were animals, cruel, nasty, dirty, sex perverts. By having her private affair with Ben, her two daughters never saw mama with a man, never witnessed the love and affection between a man and a woman, never had any idea of what it was to have a man around the house.
Norma would not have a step-father for her darling daughters. She would not tolerate her daughters being hurt like she had been. Besides, step-father's familiarity with step-daughters was a much discussed idea that Shirley had... so no step-father would ever, EVER TOUCH ONE OF HER DAUGHTERS!
Norma preached the good book to her girls and kept all men at a distance from her daughters.
She appeared to live a life of noble saintlyhood with no men around her either. If she could maintain, so could her daughters. She told them this time and time again and then sneaked out to meet Ben and fuck herself silly on his throbbing cock! HIS PRECIOUS COCK!
She had lived by these double standards for the last six years. She had to have double standards! Her daughters were children and she was a very ripe, mature, eager woman with big tits and a hot pussy. She could in no way go unfucked and her daughters would NEVER FUCK UNTIL THEY MARRIED! NORMA WOULD MAKE SURE OF THAT! NORMA WOULD BE SUCH A PERFECT EXAMPLE OF NOBILITY NO ONE COULD HELP BUT RESPECT HER MORALS. HER GIRLS WOULD FOLLOW IN HER STRAIGHT FOOTSTEPS!
Norma had to chuckle as she lay in the crook of Ben's arm after their first fuck for today. She had to laugh at her own morals. What morals?
SHE WOULD FUCK BEN UNDER A TRASH CAN IF THAT'S WHAT HE WANTED!
GOD, HOW SHE LOVED HIM!
She nuzzled to his arm pit and felt his soft hair brush against her flushed face.
He patted her on the shoulder in a way that meant he was not ready to get it up yet. She could wait for awhile for him. She realized he was forty five and not twenty. She was forty and ready to trot all the time. Ben had a hard-on most of the time but he did have to have time to rest between fucks.
SHE LOVED FUCKING HIM DOWN TO A NUB! ADORED HIS COCK! CRAVED HIS PRICK!
If she couldn't have him body and soul, she would settle for body.
"I wish you could get away more often," she purred.
He nodded his head and a droplet of clear perspiration dripped into his salt-and-pepper hair with the long sideburns. She pressed a finger to his dark hair and felt the soft, damp thickness.
Norma could look at Ben all the time. His thick black lashes that were on closed, contented eyes, his straight nose, his strong chin, his fully muscled chest, the trickle of black hair down his hard belly to his patch of pubic hair, HIS COCK, HIS BALLS! His hairy legs, even his toes!
GOD HOW SHE WORSHIPPED BEN! SHE WANTED TO OWN HIM, TO POSSESS HIM, TO KEEP HIM FOREVER TUCKED IN HER BED! TO FUCK HIM FOREVER AND ALL THE TIME! SHE CRAVED SLEEPING WITH HIM AND KNOWING THAT WHEN SHE WOKE UP, HE WOULD BE THERE instead of home with Shirley. The tender pain of love sang at her broken heart knowing this would never be...
She cried while he held her tenderly, warmly in his muscle-ridden arms.
He opened his clear blue eyes in question.
"I can't help it, Ben, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!"
"No, you don't. I've told you to never love me. I'm not capable of loving anybody. I've told you not to... " he whispered, hugging her close to his hot body.
"YOU CANT KEEP ME FROM LOVING YOU! YOU MAY NOT LOVE ME, BUT I LOVE YOU! I ALWAYS WILL! NOTHING YOU DO OR SAY CAN CHANGE THE FACT!"
Ben shook his dark head back and forth in quiet protest.
She felt his strong hand on the back of her curly, dark head pushing her flushed face down his thickly haired gut.
"Why don't you play with that thing?" he whispered.
Norma grabbed onto his limp prick with her hand and felt the stickiness of his spent cum.
"Not that way... you know what I mean," he whispered.
Ben hardly ever swore in front of her despite the fact he was a very big, hearty construction worker. She wondered if he swore at work. He wouldn't ask her to suck him off. He wouldn't use such language in front of her.
He put his hand over hers in his crotch and worked his wilted prick with a couple of quick strokes.
"Come on... you know... kiss it," he urged.
She felt the slight pressure of his strong hand on the back of her curls. Her full, mature titties pressed hotly against his side as she kissed his firm belly with wet, dripping, hungry kisses. Her lips nibbled down his gut and her face nuzzled into his damply matted pubical hair.
Her nostrils soaked up the rich smell of the last fuck juice as her mouth nipped the tender end of his weak prick. Her tongue swished out of her mouth to lather his cockhead and make it glisten with her spit. She dug her tongue into his piss-hole at the very tip of his smooth, shiny prickhead.
Her loving hands cuddled his super soft testicles while her mouth worked his limp shaft. The ugly thought shot through her head of how quickly she could maim him for life... so he would never touch Shirley again... just by a quick jab of his testicles.
He lay so still and quiet, completely trusting her with his precious organ and dangling balls.
She could never hurt him. She adored and worshipped him too much for that and besides she would never feel his hot penis in her twat again if ever she did such a thing.
There were women who might. If they couldn't have a man, nobody else would either. What an ugly thought. Even if she could never have Ben's hot cock up her snatch again, she would never do him damage. His precious cock gave so much pleasure, why deprive others of the thrill his prick gave her? No way! and there were no others anyway! She knew this in her heart. There couldn't be the way his cum flooded her snatch and he was eagerly ready all the time!
Her tongue washed off all the sticky cum from his cock and rocks. She hungrily devoured his tasty juice and swallowed the stickiness away from his now slick, shiny prick. Her mouth opened and she shoved his shifting ovals into her watering opening. How absolutely delicious!
Her fingers played with his wilted cock for a minute and then she pushed his soft, hot flesh into her mouth along with his sweet nuts.
"Oh, that's good," he moaned, caressing the back of her shoulders and down her hot back.
Norma wanted his prick up! She loved sucking him off and she wanted to taste his sweet jism. His stickiness was so delicious and familiar. She could hardly wait to get his cock spouting hotly into her mouth.
Norma tongued Ben's cock to get it up and hard!
SHE WANTED TO SUCK HARD, PULSATING COCK AND FEEL THE BITTERSWEET TASTE OF HIS LUSCIOUS CUM IN HER MOUTH, DOWN HER THROAT, ALL OVER HER HOT, PASSIONATE BODY!
COME ON, COCK! STAND UP FOR MAMA!
CHAPTER TWO
Norma still couldn't figure out why giving Ben a blow-job thrilled her tormented body. She simply loved getting his hot cock, limp or hard, into her spitty mouth!
SHE LIKED TO PLEASE BEN! SHE GOT SUCH TERRIFIC RESPONSE FROM HIM WHEN SHE TOUCHED HER HOT LIPS TO HIS COCKHEAD. SHE KNEW HE LIKED IT AND IF HE DID, SHE WOULD BLOW HIM, GO DOWN ON HIM IN THE MIDDLE OF CHURCH... IF THAT'S WHAT HE WANTED!
How different from when she was married. Her ex-husband absolutely wouldn't believe her if he could see her in action now. She had told Fred time and time again oral sex was the dirtiest, most vile act she could think of.
The very idea of putting her face anywhere in the vicinity of a cock had repulsed her. To swallow that snotlike fluid would have gagged her to death.
Another thing she absolutely would not do with Fred was get screwed in the ass. Terribly painful. No way.
Actually she kept dear old Fred in the basic missionary position all those years and absolutely abhorred sex!
After the divorce, Norma had taken her two daughters and moved into a mobile home. That was seven years ago. Such a long time to live alone!
If it hadn't been for the neighbors Norma would have gone absolutely crazy. Dear sweet Shirley had been so sweet. Sugar couldn't beat her. She had helped Norma through so may trials and tribulations.
Their two children were now married and gone, but for years and years Norma had loved them as her own two lovely girls. Daddy Ben had served his purpose in life well. Even married men who wander do serve a purpose to the very lonely, sex starved, depressed.
Norma had not dated all that much. For the first year she stayed at home and from then on she had mainly sneaked to meet Ben. Norma was so self-conscious right after the divorce. The whole world of singles was new and painful. Going everyplace alone was not her idea of fun. Sleeping alone was sheer torment. Even though she detested her ex-husband's fucking he was somebody! Now she had nobody...
Norma had isolated herself from the world until poverty reared its ugly head and forced her to go to work. She had to cope with the problems of being a working mother and not being in two places at the same time. Her daughters were so young to be left alone so much of the time. Shirley had kept an eye on them for her.
At work everybody talked sex constantly. All Norma heard was fucking and foul language until her unused cunt stirred and came alive again. To come alive after floating in a coma for a year caused her mental and physical anguish.
Not only was she working, she had her two daughters to think about--plus the fact her twat was driving her mad with lust. Her hours at the restaurant were different every week so she could not actually plan far ahead. She was also tired a lot of the time... or was it boredom from lack of sexual attention? She had the responsibilities of man and woman, husband and wife, and little time for the fun that was supposed to go along with two people. Since she was alone most of the time... actually all of the time she was not at work with men, her aroused sexual interest had to be suppressed, smashed down!
She had her daughters for company. Boy, did she have her daughters! Morning, noon and night she had her girls. They ate together, slept together, shopped together... until Norma thought she would scream for some freedom from responsibilities! Work and her family. Her family and work! She was going nuts... until the day out in the back yard when Ben had been watering his patch of greenery and she had been watering hers.
He had squirted her playfully with the water. That had been the beginning. His wife had been out of town, and after a few beers together it didn't bother Norma a bit to tuck her two young daughters into their beds so she could go next door and get fucked. Norma decided Ben wasn't such a hot fuck at first. They got it together as time went on--and on and on, for six years! Now she could hardly control herself whenever she saw him. If she had the hots before she saw him, a dam burst within her when she saw him, heard his voice, ANYTHING! GOD, SHE LOVED HIM!
She knew he was good for her. She had lost weight and tightened up gut and butt muscles due to the fucking. She was now a firmly packed instead of a flubbery housewife. She kept her dark hair dark with the help of a bottle and curly with the help of a permanent. She made up her face early everyday to look naturally pretty, not whory. Where before on her days off she might not get dressed or made up until noon, now she hopped out of bed to eagerly face another day.
Her affair with Ben was never defined. She never knew when he would call or where they would meet. The whole thing was intriguing to her.
DAILY SHE PRAYED SHE WOULDN'T GET CAUGHT BY HIS WIFE!
Norma had sneaked with him for years going even so far as to have Shirley baby sit her kids while she left on some pretence... to meet Shirley's husband and screw herself into rapture on his fucking cock.
As her daughters got older, it was extremely difficult to keep the strange phone calls a secret. After all, now Joan was thirteen and Jean sixteen. It was next to impossible to tell the girls the "man" who called at all strange hours was her boss wanting her to work a couple of hours here and three or four there. Norma's daughters were not that stupid.
Hesitantly she had told her two daughters about her affair with Ben. She had sworn them both to secrecy and told them that if they told Shirley, or anyone, Shirley would come over to their mobile home and kill Norma. Naturally her daughters didn't want mama dead, so they asked no more questions about the phone calls, lied for her when she was gone, and lived in panic of their mother getting killed over sex, which they didn't understand.
Norma always felt better that she could talk to her daughters as they grew up. Now she could tell them where she and Ben were so if anything disastrous happened, the girls would know where she was. She didn't want one of her daughters to get hurt, need medical attention and nobody know where mom was. Or what if the police had to be called due to a burglar, and they wanted to know why she had left her children alone? No way would Norma be negligent with her girls.
Joan and Jean cringed with fright everytime Norma left to meet Ben someplace. They knew what was going on, not exactly, but they had an idea. Each of the wondered what could be so fantastic about sex that their mother would run such risks just to be with the man next door.
Since both girls were virgins, they could only wonder and panic if Shirley came over and Norma was gone. The girls learned to lie very well. They also played extremely dumb. "I don't know" became their favorite excuse for Norma's whereabouts.
Jean and Joan grew to be liars, afraid of sex and its repercussions, afraid of women (like Shirley), interested in what was so fascinating about fucking, and nervous wrecks. So Norma didn't neglect them, but she actually told them too much...
Norma was doing fairly well with her life. She worked and taught her girls what bastards men were and never, NEVER, NEVER LET A MAN TOUCH A PRIVATE PART OF EITHER OF THEM since she didn't need to cope with daddyless babies, and then she would turn right around and tell her girls where she was going--to meet Ben--and trot her firm, round ass out the door. Her last words always were, "Lock the door and don't let anybody in!"
Norma did the best she could do at the time. Her double-standard preaching only served to arouse the two young girls interest in sex and they did think mama was a whore.
Norma didn't know this as she now looked at the delicious cock in front of her face.
Oh, yes, she loved to go down on Ben! She adored his loving pats on her body, his sweet, warm hand wandering from tit to tit and around to massage her sweating back. She felt her passion mount as his big hand slipped into her hot asscrack and tickle at her puckered asshole.
Norma flipped her body upside down beside the big, tanned man in her bed. She knew he would lick into her oozing slit if she gave him a good dick-job with her mouth.
SHE LOVED ORAL SEX! ADORED HAVING HER CLIT TANTALIZED BY HIS HOT, STEAMING TONGUE! QUIVERED WITH EXCITEMENT AS HE SPREAD HER LABIA AND SPEARED INTO HER LEAKING TWAT!
Norma took his shifting balls into her hungry mouth and sucked on the soft wrinkly testicle skin. Wonderfully delicious inside her moist, warm mouth. Her darting tongue whisked around his super soft folds of skin to taste some of the hot, sticky cum from their last orgasm. So bittersweetly luscious. Her taste buds picked up each delicious little flick- of dried jism and tormented her body with a dab of cum-taste here and there.
Her ever-moving fingers darted around his limp cock and between his legs down under his dangling balls. Her mouth nibbled his simmering rocks all over, tenderly, lovingly, adoringly. Her lips caressed his sweet, soft testicle sac with passionate kisses, her tongue licked erotically into all the tiny nooks of his folds of ball skin.
As her fingers whisked across his withered cock she felt the tiny jerks of enthusiasm, the beating of hot, torrid blood, the energizing excitement. The lustful smile on her lips melted into ecstasy as her full lips kissed, caressed, his heavy hanging balls.
Her belly contracted and felt actually sick with passion. She coiled her body around so her damp pussy was just a second away from Ben's huffing, puffing mouth. She tingled at the heat that shot into her steaming crotch as he breathed heavily, eyeing her dark snatch.
Her rounded thigh lifted while her knee bent to open it up for him. She put her foot back as far as possible to spread her cunt slit wide for his hungry gaze. It caused her to tremble knowing his stare was directly on her widely splayed crotch. Her oozing twat winked at him as it gurgled spent cock juice. Her clit danced with delight when hit by his hot breath. At the touch of his big fingers into her slit, she about had a massive coronary. Her heart beat furiously under her big breasts. Her trembling thighs could hardly stand the tremors of passion that flooded her body. She let her bent knee fall back on the soft, big bed making easy access to her entire crotch. She felt the rigid rubberiness of her erect clit, his fingers edged around, barely tapped, skipped over.
She pushed her snatch to his face, wanting his tongue in her slit. While she adored his slipping fingers in her squashy crack, she went bananas over his stabbing, whisking tongue! She craved his snorting breath and his tongue...
HIS HOT TONGUE, WHISKING, TOUCHING, CARESSING LOVINGLY AROUND AND AROUND HER STIFFLY ERECT CLIT!
"OHHHHHHH, BABY, THAT'S SOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOO- ODDDDDDD," she whimpered into his soft testicles.
Her hips punched her pelvis to his face for more! Her ringing ears barely heard his wild, animal grunts coming from within her drenched twat slit. Her tender, pinkish skin, so widely spread, felt his feverish face wallow in her leaking lusciousness. Her fuck hungry snatch cried for his swishing tongue!
She loved the way he tormented her sex crazy snatch with his dashing, darting tongue. Always he teased around her erect clit and made her quiver with wanton lust before he actually licked across the fluttering little bud. He eased his steaming tongue around her warm, wet crack to lick at all the tiny folds of silky soft, pinkish skin. She trembled as her twat blinked hungrily at his whisking tongue.
OH, SHE CRAVED HIS HOT TONGUE INSIDE HER BUBBLING, BOILING TWAT!
Her body curved around his head, her body sick with mounting, gutsy passion, craving, longing for his tongue INSIDE HER!
She rolled erotically being sure never to move her pelvis out of his reach. Her full breasts jiggled and rolled as her body shook and quivered for his tongue. She felt the tiny wisps of passion start at her toes and shiver up her shapely legs, through her thighs and burst into glory right in the middle of her dribbling snatch.
Little shivers of erotica kept her scorching snatch constantly dribbling, oozing, flexing, spasming. She cringed at his tongue getting closer and closer to her clutching twat and yet keeping his scalding tongue just out of grasp of her nibbling cuntal mouth. She had one constant orgasm of flooding juice trickling down and out of her electrically fired-up cunt. Her body coiled, slithered romantically as she felt his steaming tongue play games of torment and anguish in her steaming, torridly hot twat slit.
Her head rang in the explosive blasting of gushes of hot blood surging. Her flushed face burrowed into his steaming crotch while he played in her spread, slick, shining crack. She could hardly control herself when she felt the rigidness of his wonderful cock! Her eager tongue whisked up and down his beating stem basking his prick in her hot saliva, loving his smell, adoring his taste, craving his dick!
Her slender fingers massaged his fully gorged ovals while her mouth worked his throbbing shaft. She felt his ridges of blood veins with her sensitive tongue while she traced up and down his beating, pulsating prick. Her body melted with passionate lust at the touch of her tongue to his slippery, oozing cockhead.
"HHHHHMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned, licking the oozing juice away from his slippery cockhead and swallowing, gulping, relishing every drop. His torridly hot juice was a part of him, secreted from his body and she loved him! Everything inside, outside or aroundside of him she loved, adored, passionately craved! She munched out on his juices, licked her lips and went back for more of his constantly leaking prickhead. She was really stoked about his constantly dribbling cockhead full well knowing she had him aroused, nobody but her, her spread labia caused his erect, throbbing cock to cry for her.
A blast of feverishness flooded her already simmering body. Her tongue eagerly sought his tiny pee-hole and dug in for more of his deliciously warm juice. Her hands were all over his crotch, touching his hot flesh, caressing his bloated balls, flicking his puckered asshole, feeling the heat of his pulsating prick. Her tongue washed his cock in her watering spit.
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH, BABY, I LOVE YOUR COCK," she moaned.
Her smoldering dark eyes barely focused on his rigid prick. The lust for his dick mounted in her quivering, rolling body. Juices flooded her hairy twat. Her body wracked with the passionate desire to love him, to devour him, to keep his head between her legs, to touch, taste, smell everything good and clean and sexy between his hairy thighs.
She wanted to eat him alive... and start with his throbbing cock. Her passions ruled her body and she wallowed in the heat this man sent singeing through her body. Her tongue lingered on his cockhead, dabbing into his piss-hole and circling around and around his soft, smooth meat. Absolutely delicious! HHHHH-HHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
Her fingers encircled his throbbing dick and worked his burning flesh up and down while her mouth closed over the tip of his luscious cockhead.
She moaned passionately at the feel of his mouth in her cunt crack, wallowing in her luxurious pool of flowing fluids, basking in the heat from her fiery furnace. The delight he gave her was passionately beautiful. She slapped up the beauty of this moment. His face in her twat slit, his hot tongue rimming her cuntal mouth, his feverishly hot breath snorting against her fluttering clit... and her lips around his cockhead with her tongue caressing his smoothness. A truly beautiful moment in her lonely life... when they were so intertwined with each other that the whole world stood still in awe.
Her smoldering body quivered happily as he slipped her the tongue and punched into her clamoring twat!
At the same moment her quivering lips moved down on his throbbing cock! She loved his blazing hotness as his blistering cock moved straight into her saliva filled mouth and to the back of her throat opening. Like greased lightning his cock was into her throat, beating, throbbing, pulsating!
Her head wracked with the heavy blasts of hot passion emanating from his strong dick. Her ears rang with the delightful gush of hot blood singeing through her head. Her lips held tightly to his stump while his cock stuffed her throat. A perfect moment!
Wild abandonment took hold of their emotions and all hell broke loose!
Her mouth bobbed up and down on his stabbing dick. Her cheeks hollowed and puffed as she bounced her mouth on his piercing cock, ramming it hungrily down her throat and dragging it out again, only to plunge the big, long, bloated cock back down her throat! She gobbled his dripping prick into her throat and jerked it back out as she breathed hard and heavy, licking, lapping, nipping, nibbling between thrusts of cock! Her slobber flowed heavily as she bounced, bobbed up and down on his rigid shaft, loving it, adoring the cock that gave her so much pleasure.
Her fingers held the stabbing prick while she lapped all over the oozing top of it and then eagerly sucked in and down to force the stick-strong cock deeply, securely into her throat! Her hands slid all over his bulging testicles, his tightly flexed asscheeks, his strong, hairy thighs.
UP CAME HER FEVERISH FACE... to breathe.
DOWN, HUNGRILY WENT HER MOUTH TO GOBBLE UP HIS HARD, PULSATING COCK!
HIS GLISTENING, BEAUTIFUL SHAFT PLUNGING, DIGGING AND RETRACTING.
HER CHEEKS HOLLOWING AND PUFFING, HER TONGUE LATHERING HIS GORGEOUS COCKHEAD... HOT AND HEAVY... DOWN AND DIRTY... SHE SUCKED HIS COCK, SPITTING HOT SALIVA ALL OVER HIS STABBING, PIERCING PRICK AND PLUNGING THE STIFF POKER INTO HER THROAT... DOWN TO HER GUT!
The mustiness of his damp hair plugged her nose as she bobbed frantically! The heavy, rich smell of his jiggling ovals thrilled her as she devoured his heavy whang!
"OH, I LOVE YOUR COCK! SO GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD AND HOOOOOOTTTTTTTT... HHHHHHMMMMMMMMM... DELICIOUS " she muttered while up on his cock. "YOUR MOUTH IS DRIVING ME CRAZY! YOUR TONGUE! WILD!
HHHHMMMM MMMMMMMM " and down went her head one more frenzied time.
Ben thrust his blazing tongue into her hungry pussy feeling her pelvis smashed tightly against his face. He wiggled the juice out of her clasping, crunching twat with her raking tongue. Her heavy womanly taste and smell urged his emotions higher to skyrocketing. His hands worked her clit, spread her labia wider and slapped her asscheeks while he dug into her warm squishiness with his dabbling tongue. His low groans and sighs were barely audible with his face buried in her soft, silky, wet slit.
His big hand groped at her smooth, damply oozing slit and slapped loudly on her butt. The noise of the slaps and the quick smarts thrilled her. She was surprised that the quick slaps didn't actually hurt but made loud noises against her smooth flesh. Her ringing ears quickly picked up the sound of the slaps. Nothing else could much be heard over her wracking sounds of waves in her head. The roar and gush of passionate heart beats mainly filled her head... the rush of hot blood being pushed by her rapidly beating heart... and the slaps against her butt.
Her asscheeks were spread by his clawing, pawing hands. She trembled with desire as she felt his fingers stab at her tightly puckered asshole. Something wild inside her went berserk at the touch of his fingers to her pinched rectum. She thrust her damp pussy against his face full force, her belly ground against his hairy gut. The tantalizing warmth of his body thrilled her until her gut actually spasmed and doubled her over with crazed lust.
The saliva in her twat mixed with her warm juices to trickle into her reddish slit and leak to her tight asshole. She felt his big fingers slide and slip in the warm, thick liquid.
While he ate out her lush, plush, warm, cushiony crotch, his fingers dabbled in her ass slit to feel the warmness and the tightness of her asshole.
Norma jerked at the feeling of his fingers up her ass tunnel and then she relaxed at the digging and wiggling in her butt.
Her clit did flip-flops in her spasming trench and her orgasm came... softly, quietly... silently... continually gushing...
"OH, BABY, SWEETHEART... DARLING... SO GOOD... I'MMMMMMMMMM CUUUUMMMMIIIINNNGGG... OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH- HHHHHHHHHHHAAA- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... UUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM... GOD... OOOOOOOOOOOO- OUUUUUUUUUUUUUU " she moaned as she slithered passionately, heatedly, completely consumed by the lust and fire in her spasming, leaking crotch. She felt weak and faintly dizzy with the rapture of cumming and cumming and cumming... She was barely able to suck off his cock what with the glorious splendor of her continual, constant, forever flooding of her easing, relaxing cunt. She basked in the glory of his fingers poking, his tongue licking, his breath singeing and scorching, the sloshing, thick sounds of his tongue in her continual flood of hot, creamy cum.
"HHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMM... AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH... WONDERFUL... OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH " She was pulled out of her delicious, luscious feeling of continual ecstasy by the urgent prodding of his pumping cock as it begged for release. His balls ached as he pushed his throbbing cock into her mouth and came!
"HHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMM," he snorted into her river of cum.
Their bodies pressed together, seared together by warm sweat, pushing together, hair matted together, bodies rubbing, caressing, touching, pressing as both orgasms flowed...
She gobbled down his spew of shooting, drenching sperm and loved the warm smoothness of his thick, creamy, delicious fluids... flowing down her throat... leaking out of the comers of her mouth... dripping to her full breasts, lathering her in the luxury of his wonderful, endless orgasm... She felt as if she was drowning in the warmest, most delicious, wonderfully soothing fluids... almost like her head was floating in a damp cloud of clean, delicious freshness... Heaven... glorious heavenly bliss...
She held his spraying crotch securely to her face and loved it, adored it... worshipped his spraying cock, basked in the warmth... wallowed in the creaminess... loved the taste and thickness, smoothness rolling over her tongue and slipping sweetly down her throat...
She slowly gyrated her hips while his tongue lazily licked her flooding river of warm cum and his massive chest heaved for air... their guts meshed together, rubbing, gyrating, slithering as their sex organs found mutual, wonderful, blissful release... Their orgasms were so releasing, relaxing, complete. Long, free flowing lathers of foam spewing on the other... releasing all pressures and tensions, draining away any anxious desires... COMPLETE BLISS "Oh, my darling, how wonderful, wonderful," she whispered to his weak cock. "I can't live without you. I love you. I worship you. I adore you."
Ben did not hear Norma's cries and whispers to his cock, he was so wiped out from his fantastic orgasm in her mouth.
Norma lay in the luxury of his splendid crotch feeling the warm softness of his testicles against her feverish face, and tears flooded her smooth face. Tears of release and tears at knowing she would never completely possess this wonderful man, her neighbor, her best friend's husband... her lover...
Her fingers lazily caressed his ass, his testicles, his weak cock. She must remember this beautiful moment... until the next time he could get away from his wife and come into her open arms.
Norma was getting to the point where she hated Shirley!
CHAPTER THREE
Norma reveled in the sexual ecstasy of that moment long after Ben had left her bed and for days after.
She saw Ben every tormenting day coming and going to work. She heard his low, soft voice nights when she lay on the couch in the living room with the windows open. She heard him talk to Shirley in the soft evening light. Her heart felt the stiff pangs of love and her head hurt. Her head kept telling her he didn't belong to her. He was Shirley's husband, not hers. Her body craved his all the more. Her head said to knock it off and go find somebody who was available. Her heart said there was nobody in the world like Ben. The fight with herself was continual and bitter.
Norma was really hurt when the wedding anniversary rolled around for Shirley and Ben. He was taking her out to dinner. What was so terrible about that? Any husband would do the same.
Norma felt so guilty about her possessive thoughts and her cravings for Ben that she sent flowers to them for their anniversary. She told Shirley they were for her. She had to tell Shirley that.
In her heart each red rose meant her never-ending love for Ben. She wanted to tell him that the flowers were for him. Roses, red passionate roses with all her love to Ben. She couldn't tell him because that day she didn't see him or hear his voice. He was out with his wife!
She lay on the couch with her window open towards their mobile home. She wished it wasn't so quiet over there and that the door wasn't shut. Usually Shirley kept the front door open in the evening so the fresh air would cool the mobile home and the air conditioner wouldn't be grinding away. Tonight they were both gone and the stillness, the lack of his voice from next door, was driving Norma mad!
The cool night breeze blew in the window and over her body making her nipples rigid with desire. Her twat was crazed with lust for his cock. She wondered if Shirley would put out to him tonight. Probably. As an anniversary present.
Then why didn't Shirley keep her husband supplied with sex so he didn't bother the neighbors? Why didn't Shirley act like a wife if she had all the conveniences of a wife? Why did Norma only get the sex... when she really wanted all of him, to own him, to love him in the morning, afternoon, evening, all the time... instead of just stolen moments of hidden passion?
Norma knew why Shirley didn't put out to her husband. It was because Shirley and Norma both had been brought up with the same set of old, antique moral standards... sex was dirty, nasty, foul, rank, and filthy! Shirley had never gotten over her upbringing. Norma was trying... with Ben. Norma still thought sex was the nastiest of activities, but with Ben, and where her love for him was concerned, it was different. Was it?
Where did love start or end and sex start or end? If Norma went according to the Bible, everything she did was wrong... and if she didn't... what would be her guide? Norma and Shirley, both forty, had been brought up to think women didn't have a sex drive and that if they did, it was wrong and they were perverts. After all, sex and prostitutes and orgies had caused the fall of the Roman empire, hadn't they? Well, as frustrated as Norma had become, and as lonely, she frankly didn't care about the Roman empire if she could just get her hands and mouth on Ben... and she did feel guilty about "coveting her neighbor's 'husband' and his ass, but her lust for Ben's cock over ruled her strict Biblical upbringing.
This special night she wished that if Shirley didn't want to fuck, she would just as soon she butted out because Norma had the hots and desperately needed Ben's prick. Since Ben had the gall to take his wife out to celebrate their anniversary, Norma knew that in no way would she get to fuck him.
Norma could just lie on the couch and feel the cool night breeze caress her wanton body and mentally re-live the last fuck she had with Ben and feel her crotch twitch and squirm with luscious, thick cream of desire.
It didn't work out that way. She was dozing and thinking of precious cock when the front door burst open, when in ran her thirteen-year-old daughter, Joan. Tears flooded the child's face, and panic flared in her eyes.
"What on earth has happened?" Norma asked sitting up and in shock of being so startled.
"HE... HE DID... HE DID IT TO ME!" the hysterical red-haired girl sobbed.
"Who did what to you?" Norma asked pulling her young, slender child to the couch beside her.
"Bob... he... DID it," the child sobbed hysterically, near convulsions.
"Bob, the boy up in front of the park? What did he do? Did he hit you? Hurt you?" Norma cooed to her youngest daughter, while she hugged the shaking child to her warm body.
Joan shook her head and her long red hair fell over her sweet face in a fiery cascade of shining brilliance.
"Tell mama what happened to you. I'll just call that young man's mother and we'll straighten him out! No young shit is gonna hurt my daughter."
"NO! NO! DON'T CALL HIS MOTHER!" Joan cried.
"What is the matter?" Norma questioned, puzzled.
"OOOOOOOOOH- HHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGG," Joan sobbed, clutching her mother around the neck and gagging on her own tears.
"Did he touch you?!" Norma demanded.
Her daughter nodded her head.
Norma hugged her shaking, sobbing daughter to her body end smelled the faint whisper of cum.
Now what? Norma was in a dither. Her child was hysterical, probably hurt, raped, terrified. Norma's first urge was to kill the young bastard who had done this to her beloved daughter... done WHAT? Norma couldn't make out Joan's sobbing words as she held her close and caressed the shaking child. Norma didn't know just what to do--except hold her shaking child and try to comfort her.
"Do you want to tell mama what happened? Before I call his mother! NO YOUNG BOY'S GONNA TOUCH MY CHILD! FILTHY BOY! Now you TELL me just what he DID to you!"
"I... can't... tell you," Joan sobbed.
The young girl's hand slid to her crotch and she flinched at her own touch.
"Did he go all the way? Did he get it done to you? Tell mama," Norma urged feeling the rage mount in her body.
Joan sobbed and nodded her red head.
Norma held her daughter close and shivered as her contempt for the youngster steamed in her body. Goddamn rotten, filthy, horny boy! Damn him to hell! Sonovabitch! Goddamned bastard!!
HOLD IT! HER BRAIN TORE AT HER FURY! JUST A MINUTE! THINK! THINK!
One side of Norma's head was all for putting the boy away in San Quentin for the rest of his natural life for molesting her young child... but the other side of her brain nagged at her about her own upbringing. Did Norma want her daughter to think sex, even forced sex, was something to fear, to be disgraced by, to feel guilty about. Norma's head hurt. She didn't want her daughter hurt but Bob was hardly the mad rapist. He was just a kid in the park who was a homy sixteen.
Should Norma implant all the fears, the no-nos, the taboos, the guilt? Should she teach her young daughter that sex was wonderful and should be enjoyed by everybody and all the time? Where should she start? What should she say? What should she say... say... say?
Before she would say anything, she better look and see if her daughter was tom or in good shape.
"Lie back on the couch, dear, mama wants to see if you're hurt. How do you feel? You don't seem to be bleeding," Norma said softly, controlling her anger.
Norma pushed her young daughter back on the couch and pulled her panties down her little thighs and off over her feet. Carefully she separated her child's thighs and gazed at her young, sweet crotch. How beautiful! Norma hadn't actually looked at her child's pussy in years. She had seen her little girl in the shower or bathtub, but to really LOOK at her crotch? Not lately.
She was awed at the sweetness of her child's young, tight twat, the sparse hair on the soft, little fleshy lips, the delicate pink of her sweet, little clit, the inflamed area around her immature cunt. So sweet, but her little, tight, sensitive pussy must hurt and bum from the rash around her small opening. There was only a slight trace of blood.
"Do you hurt?" she asked her young child.
Norma almost hurt for her as she looked at the redness around her cunt. Norma did hurt inside when she gazed at her daughter's sweet pussy. So tight. So small. Truly a morsel to give satisfaction to any man or boy. Joan was so young! So little to have had this happen to her...
The boy hadn't hurt her physically. Only taken her maidenhead and virginity. No rips. No tom or brutalized areas. He had just--irrevocably fucked her.
NOW WAS THE TIME NORMA COULD EITHER INFLUENCE HER DAUGHTER AS TO THE GOODNESS OR ROTTENNESS OF FUCKING! IT WAS UP TO NORMA HOW SHE WOULD REACT TO THIS SITUATION AND WHAT HER REACTION WOULD DO TO HER DAUGHTER THE EFFECT OF HER REACTION WOULD MOST LIKELY INFLUENCE HER DAUGHTER FOR THE REST OF HER LIFE!
"Are you terribly sore, sweetheart?" Norma asked of her sprawled child. "Let mama get some cream."
Norma scurried to get some rich, thick Vaseline and returned to the child.
"This'll make you feel better, dear," Norma said softly.
She put her fingers into the Vaseline and hesitated before she touched her daughter's crotch. She hadn't felt her daughter's crotch for years. She used to cream her little bottom when she was a baby. That was a long time ago. Now her daughter was not a baby. She was a young lady. She had just had intercourse. Somehow, to Norma, this creaming her daughter's twat seemed... dirty... suggestive... almost lesbian.
RIDICULOUS! JOAN WAS HER CHILD! NORMA WAS MERELY TAKING CARE OF HER YOUNGEST BABY. ONLY JOAN WAS NOT A BABY ANYMORE.
Norma sucked in her breath and acted as nonchalant as possible. Even though her hand shook as she touched her child's little, fat pussy. Even though she felt the silky smoothness of her daughter's sweet, slick slit, she acted nonchalant.
Norma creamed Joanie's sweet slit with the thick cream, feeling her warmth, her super smoothness, her delicate membranes and folds of pink. When her fingers touched over the youngster's clit, the child lurched.
"A little sensitive right there?" Norma asked.
The freckle-faced redhead nodded.
"That's not a hurt, though, is it. That's a good feeling, right? Makes you feel all warm and cuddly? It feels good when mama touches your little clitty, doesn't it? Sends good trickles through your body?"
"Ummmmmmmmmmm," the child moaned.
"Now, dear, I'm gonna cream up inside your little vagina. It might be a little tender, but mama's not going to hurt you. I'm just going to make that little twat of yours feel good and soothed."
Norma felt her own crotch twitch as she caressed her daughter's pussy and spread the thick cream. The thought of pushing a finger up her little girl's twat sent shivers up and down her spine. Dumb. Really dumb. After all, she was merely trying to help her aching child out of her misery.
Norma eased her finger, loaded with Vaseline, into her daughter's tight, tight pussy.
Norma had never in her life felt anything so soft, so smooth, so fantastically silky as her daughter's twat. Norma could hardly stand the delightful feel of her daughter's sweet pussy. She sighed as her eyes smoldered.
"NOW, DEAR, DOESN'T MOTHER'S FINGER FEEL GOOD AND ISNT THE CREAM SOOTHING? YOU FEEL BETTER NOW, DON'T YOU? YOU HAVE SUCH A LOVELY LITTLE SNATCH. YOU'RE GONNA GIVE LOTS OF BOYS AND MEN LOTS OF PLEASURE WITH THIS TIGHT LITTLE SQUEEZING TWAT.
WHEN YOU GET MARRIED, YOUR HUSBAND'S GONNA WORSHIP YOUR DARLING PUSSY."
Little Joan whimpered and covered her eyes with her arm as her mother shoved the thick cream inside her. Her face flushed in embarrassment.
"There's no reason to feel embarrassed, dear," Norma said softly, noticing her daughter's feverish face. "You have a lovely, soft, warm twat. Nothing to be ashamed of at all. You are preciously beautiful."
Norma took more time than was necessary to massage in and out and around her daughter's slippery smooth twat. Norma eyed her daughter's soft flesh thigh meat and the soft curves just beginning to show around her hips and ass. Her daughter's belly flesh was white and creamy and losing the traces of childish fat to shape up into a firm, white, peaches and cream flesh. Her little pussy lips were roundly soft with traces of reddish pubic hair which fringed the slippery pink slit that housed her lovely vagina and twitching clit.
Norma pushed up her daughter's blouse to see more of her perfect darling. The lovely child's small boobs pooched softly to hold her rosy nipples. The gentle curves of her thirteen-year-old daughter thrilled Norma. The child was so beautifully ivory white with the full, flowing cascade of thick red hair. Norma gasped as she continued to caress and massage Joan's soft, warm crotch.
The thick aroma of spent cum drifted up to Norma's nostrils as she lathered the girl's damp crotch with Vaseline. She didn't want to pry--but oh, how she did want to know what happened to her lovely child.
Norma knew she could not tell her young daughter of the evils of fucking. No way. Norma loved fucking her neighbor so why should she condemn her young child for messing around... and surely she had been messing around. Bob just was not the type of young boy to jump a girl and ruthlessly fuck her. Besides, there were no marks of a fight so the two kids had to be just farting around, and when things got out of control, little Joan had panicked and run sobbing home.
Norma would in no way tell her daughters the things her mother had told her. Norma had been told her left arm would fall off and it would be stamped on her forehead for the whole world to see that she wasn't a virgin. Norma wouldn't have her daughters feel guilt and be deprived of all the joys she herself had felt since her affair with Ben.
"Does that feel good?" she asked her daughter as she fingered around her child's vagina and flicked in the heavy cream to her clit. In a way she liked to have her daughter flinch at her touch. The way the child's pelvis moved entranced her.
Joan nodded and relaxed as her mother slipped her finger back into her tight twat and wiggled it. Norma loved the tight warmness of her daughter's snatch. She adored the automatic clamping of her vaginal muscles around her soothing, lathering finger.
"Do you want to tell mama what happened?" she asked, working the child's thickly creamed, clutching twat.
Joan shook her head in embarrassment.
"Did he hurt you badly?" Norma asked.
Joan nodded and her lower lip protruded as if she was going to cry again.
"That's too bad. If you had relaxed it wouldn't have hurt so much," Norma cooed as she eased in two of her fingers.
"It hurts to put in a Tampax. I'm not that big," protested Joan.
"You know something marvelous? That little hole of yours will spread or shrink. It's really a fantastic little thing. Someday you'll have a baby and that tight little vagina will widen to make room for your precious baby to ease out into the world. And if your lovely vagina will stretch that much it will surely stretch enough to take in any cock in the world. You must have been afraid. There's no reason to be afraid of a boy's dick. Boys have pricks to please girls and girls have holes to please boys. Sort of like God made a puzzle and the pieces all do fit together. Only if you get scared and tighten up so much then it hurts. You were afraid?" she asked her young daughter.
"OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhh, yes. He shouldn't have done it to me, and it hurt! I TOLD him not to. He wouldn't listen. He just got all excited and stuck it in. Honest, MOM, I didn't WANT him to... " she pleaded forgiveness.
"Dear, there are so many things to worry about in this old world. Sex is not one of them. Sex is for pleasure. I think you're making too much out of the whole thing."
"I'm so tight," the girl protested.
"Do my fingers hurt you? I have two fingers inside your little box. You're relaxed now and I can easily slide in another and not hurt you. But, you're not so relaxed your muscles are squeezing my fingers. I can feel those strong little muscles clasping around my fingers."
"You've got all that Vaseline on your fingers, too." Joan said.
"That's right dear. A boy has a lubrication cream that comes out of his cockhead to make things juicy. You have fluids that also help. A dry fuck isn't all that comfy unless you're my age, and my old cunt'll take just about anything short of a horse. You don't have to worry, though. Your juices and his will mix and make his cock slide in your hole easily. You both should enjoy fucking. Why on earth were you so upset?" Norma asked.
"I thought you'd spank me for being naughty," Joan said.
"No, dear. That little ass of yours is for kisses, not spanks. I used to bite and kiss your butt when you were a baby. You had the softest little round butt in the whole world. I'll bet you still do, if you'll let mama kiss it and nip it," Norma said eagerly.
Norma was entranced by the sweetness of her daughter's slippery, squishy twat. The light hit just right to make her little hairs glisten and shine. Her flesh looked so white, like milk. Norma kept working her daughter's oozing cunt, lowering her face to her soft hip. She kissed her child's soft, white skin and shivered at the sweetness.
With a little effort Norma rolled her daughter to her side and nibbled all over her round ass. She kept her fingers securely in her child's twat while her thumb slipped across her rigid clit. Norma had to use control! Her daughter's firm, round ass had her hot and bothered and leaking from her own cunt. Her breathing had become heavy as she kissed and nibbled around her child's ass. Her fingers wallowed in the melting Vaseline as they slipped in and almost out of the tight twat.
The sweet lusciousness of her daughter's ass thrilled her. Her heart pumped double time as she licked to her child's asscrack. With gentle kisses and soft nibbles, Norma got her daughter's flexed asshole exposed to her tongue.
"MAMA" Joan cried
"It's all right, dear. Mama's just re-living the good old days. Sweet buns. Lovely ass. Delicious," Norma panted, licking and nuzzling into the asscrack, licking at the tightly puckered asshole.
"Mama!" Joan protested.
Norma flicked the child's clit again and again with her thumb while her fingers wiggled up inside her daughter's twat.
Norma was wallowing in raptured bliss at the sweetness, the lusciousness of her daughter's asshole. Her tongue stabbed and thrust to finally gain entrance... so velvety soft... so delicious... so tasty... wonderfully sweet...
Norma's twitching twat oozed her juices to lather her slippery slit. Her clit vibrated passionately. Flashes of heat scorched through her body while she licked into her daughter's sweet, young asshole. Her fingers picked up pumping speed to work little Joan's tight snatch, to rake out some of her torridly hot juices along with the steaming, soothing vaseline.
Norma's head reeled in ecstasy at the soft deliciousness of her daughter's bottom--so soft, so creamy, so warm, like wallowing in luxurious enveloping bliss. Beautiful. The child's asshole was so warmly soft and damp. Her sweet snatch smelled of lovely womanhood.
Norma spasmed. Her gut contracted with lust. Never had she felt anything so deliciously beautiful, so luxuriously soft, so delectably warm... Her daughter's sweet odors filtered into her nostrils thrilling her erotically.
"Ohhhhhhhh, mama, that feels so goooooddd," the child moaned.
"It's supposed to feel wonderful, honey," Norma muttered between tongue stabs into her youngster's asshole. "I don't want you afraid of sex or men anymore. Just relax and feel the good little tingles filling your body. Mama wants her little girl to like the feelings kisses start. Someday some young man will love you with his kisses and hugs and fucking and I want you to not be afraid. You're not afraid of mama's kisses are you? I hope not. You know mama wouldn't hurt you, just love you and take care of you. Just relax and let mama kiss your little butt like I did when you were a tiny baby... and you're still just as soft and cuddly as then... Ummmmmmmm... "
"Are we being naughty?" Joan asked innocently.
"Oh, no, dear. Mama's just soothing away your hurts and kissing love in place of the hurts. Mama just wants you not to ache anymore and feel nothing but sweetness in your little bottom. Then when a nice boy or your husband makes love to you, you won't be terrorized. Just relax and enjoy."
Norma's breath was heated and heavy. Passion zoomed around in her shaking body, pressing deeply into her oozing crotch. Her clit danced joyfully at the tender feelings aroused by the softness of her youngster. Norma's nipples stood rigidly erect as passion shot in bolts through her quivering, awe struck body. Her daughter tasted tantalizingly delicious and felt absolutely wonderful to her touching fingers, tongue and mouth.
The more Norma licked and kissed, the more she lost control. Her passions overruled her intelligence and she got really carried away with her unruly emotions. She forgot she was merely soothing her young daughter and kissing her delicious body, she became wild with passion and sucked into the child's snatch, lathering her child's pussy with wet, sloppy kisses, sticking her fingers into the child's most precious parts, dabbling at her vibrating clit, poking at her asshole, sucking her snatch.
Norma was lost in the land of paradise as she loved away her daughter's hurts and faded into blissful passionate oblivion.
Her moans were snorted up into the little girl's damp, oozing twat. She tasted young, hot cum as it leaked out of her daughter's slippery snatch. The boy must have really shot high in her daughter's young twat for his juice to still be leaking and dribbling out of her hole. Norma licked and sucked, her cheeks hollowing and puffing. She whipped her eager tongue in and out and around her child's love hole, skipping to dibble at her sweet asshole and kiss back down her squishy crack to her fluttering clit. She felt her daughter's body squirm under her caresses. Norma soothed and patted and kissed and tongued and told her child to relax while mama kissed away all fear and pain.
Joan resisted at first, thinking of all the times her mother had told her not to let anybody touch her private parts and to never fuck and all the words of warning about her bottom and breasts. Young Joan couldn't understand why her mother was huffing and grunting like an animal, like the heated Bob, when all she was doing was smearing cream and kissing her bottom like she said she had done years before.
Young Joan didn't quite realize Mama's double-standard way of life was shooting down the tube as she tongue-fucked her own daughter. Joan felt tiny wisps of joyful tingling at her mother's kisses and thought it was sort of dirty to have her mother's face in her crack, but if Mama said it was okay, then it was! Mama had ruled for years. This kissing and licking was urging little twists of emotion that Joan didn't know anything about but was feeling... and enjoying, because Mama said to. Mama said what she was doing was alright. Mama knew. Joan relaxed and felt the warmth of her mother's breath all over her bottom. She tingled at the strange wiggle in her twat from her mother's fingers. Her asshole puckered and finally released all tension to her mother's sucking mouth.
The thirteen-year-old child rolled, slithered, instead of struggling to fight against her mother. She knew better than to resist her mama. What her mother said, went! Long standing rule of the house. If Mama said this messing around was fine, then it was fine. But--what had happened to the rule of "DON'T TOUCH"?
As Joan felt her body kissed and loved she knew it must be that a mama could love her child, and not do any damage to her. A man could get her pregnant, but a mama only loved. Now her mama whispered not to be afraid of men or boys. Joan was slightly confused by her mother's rapid change and adjustment to the present circumstances. Since the child could not understand her mother, she just obeyed and lay on the couch feeling her mother's warm, loving kisses and nuzzling.
Joan felt so comforted and blessed to have such a darling mother as to kiss away all her hurts and just love her ALL OVER! The child did not understand her own feelings, the strange prickles that shot through her body, the quivers, the tingles. She just lay there and let her mother lick her crotch. The little girl had seen mama dogs and cats lick their babies and she wondered if the kittens and puppies felt as good as she did right now.
"OH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD, MAMA. YOUR KISSES, YOUR TONGUE LICKING MY SEAT... HHHMMMMMM," Joan moaned.
She had always been told to say 'please' and 'thank you' for everything. "OOOHHHHHH, PLEASE LICK ME SOME MORE. IT FEELS SO GOOD! I DON'T HURT DOWN THERE ANYMORE. YOUR MOUTH'S SO HOT AND FEELS SO GOOD. THANK YOU' MAMA, FOR DOING THAT TO ME. FEELS SO GOOD!" All the struggle with what was right and what wasn't faded out of the child and she ceased to resist, just lay there and take the tongue fucking like a woman... and she loved it even though she wasn't absolutely sure of just what was going on. Mama was doing it so it was fine.
Mama had a very good case of the hornies and dug her tongue right into her daughter's slippery slit and poked up inside her sweet cunt and licked! She wiggled her tongue in that sweet, pink hole and shivered with delight. Norma fingered her daughter's asshole while she tasted of her delicious trickling juices. Her tongue whisked across the child's clit sending shivers of pleasure into the child's body as well as her own. Norma touched Joan's young, jutting titties and almost cried at the exquisite feel.
Joanie felt her body enveloped and coiled around and warmed by her mother's. The little wisps of pleasure soared into bolts and jolts of ecstasy. The child thought she had wet what with all the dampness and juice in her crotch.
That had to be a naughty no-no to tinkle in her mother's mouth. She couldn't help herself. She tried to pinch her bottom and not urinate into her mother's face, but she had no control. She wasn't at ease about all the noisy, juicy sounds from her bottom, but if her mother didn't mind... and there was no controlling her tinkle or whatever... Joanie just quit fretting and enjoyed the warmth that seared into her by way of her sucked twat.
Norma delved into the child's hot little hole and thumbed her rigid lovebud. Norma felt passionately abandoned, and her fiery tongue sent scorching lust right up through her daughter's love hole. Norma's clit shook violently as she tongue fucked her daughter's twat. Her hips moved in a sensuous rotating motion as she licked and nuzzled into the hot little snatch and felt the softness of damp pussy hairs tickle at her nostrils.
Norma moaned her passion into the child's twat while she stabbed in her searching, wandering tongue to lick and taste of her child's sweet, tantalizing juices. So good. So warm. So delicious! Norma quivered with pangs of sickening lust in her lower gut. Her body craved, longed for, desired passionately for an orgasmic release...
Joanie felt feelings she had never felt before. Delicious feelings rumbling through her belly and crotch. Even her toes curled at the mounting, tingling feelings. She wasn't sure what was going on but she thought she would burst with happiness and she felt like screaming! The tingles! The sparks! The excitement zoomed through her young body!
"OH, MAMA! I'M GOING TINKLE IN YOUR MOUTH! I'M SORRY, MAMA... OOOHHH, AAAHHHEEE... MAMA! OHHHHHHHH, MAMA! SOMETHING'S HAPPENING! OOOHHHHHH! " screeched the child as all hell broke loose in her young crotch.
She trembled, shook, jerked, spasmed and collapsed!
Norma clutched at her daughter's pelvis and as her own long blast of juice exploded hotly in her slit, she licked all the jetting spray of her daughter's first orgasm!
The two, mother and daughter rolled together for a moment on the couch while they both leaked furiously of cum juice... and it was over.
"What happened?" young Joanie asked through gasps.
"That, my dear, was your first orgasm. Mama had one, too. Felt good, didn't it? Nice and smeary. Soothing. Warm. Wonderful."
"Is that naughty?" Joanie asked.
"No, dear. That's not naughty. How can anything that feels so good be naughty?"
"OH, THANK YOU, MAMA, FOR MY FIRST... ORGASM. BOB DIDN'T DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT TO ME. YOU'RE SO GOOD TO ME, MAMA. I LOVED ALL THAT KISSING AND LOVING... AND CUMMING. FELT SO GOOD. THANK YOU, MAMA."
"That's all right, dear, mama loved doing that for you. Is your bottom feeling all warm and glowy and nice, now?" Norma cooed to her youngest.
"Yep. Can we do that again sometime?" Joanie asked happily.
"Can you do what?" asked Jean as she came in the front door.
"Hello, darling. I'm glad you came home early from your date."
Norma hugged her oldest daughter and kissed her warmly on the cheek.
Jean sniffed a faint odor of something like her own bottom.
"What are you two going to do again?" the sixteen-year-old blonde asked, looking at her naked sister on the couch and trying to think why her mother would smell of crotch.
Looking at Jean, "Your sister had quite an experience this evening. I think we should talk about it and other things, too."
"What happened to Joanie?" Jean asked concerned.
"She had her first fuck with Bob; she had her first orgasm with me," Norma said firmly.
CHAPTER FOUR
Norma looked through her still smoldering eyes at her two young daughters. So sweet. So innocent as to the ways of the world. She had not done right by them. She had told them to stay away from boys and men and now she suddenly change her mind about all of it. She in no way wanted her daughters to grow up like the lady next door, Shirley. She wanted her girls to get the full goodness out of sex and not think it was something to "endure" like she had been told.
Possibly, if it hadn't been for Ben, Norma would have gone all through her life never knowing what she had missed but being miserable and frustrated without knowing the perfect release of sexual bliss. She had tried to shelter her two young daughters from sex, and why, she didn't know. But she had! Maybe because she still had a twinge in her heart that fucking was evil. After all it was difficult to outgrow years of training in just a short while. It was easier the longer she lived alone. The more frustrated she became, the lonelier her life--enduring the torment of having a sex drive and not knowing what to do with it, and if she did anything, it was wrong.
Norma decided tonight when her youngest daughter came home so ripped up mentally about fucking that she was doing wrong by her girls. Norma was about to do an about-face on her lectures. She would not deprive her daughters of the glory she had found with Ben, her best friend's husband. Only Norma did hope her girls would find somebody available, not married, and not have to feel the burden of guilt that Norma felt and dodged all these years.
Not only would she release her girls from all the fear she had drilled into them, she would now dedicate her life to making all guilt, all shame, all frustrations about sex obliviated from their lives... all three of them, herself as well as her girls. Freedom would prevail! Except for Shirley.
Norma prayed Shirley would never find the bliss given by her husband's fuck, for if she did, Ben would stay home and Norma would be alone again. Norma would have sexual freedom for herself and her girls and Ben, but not Shirley.
Norma wanted her girls to know the thrill of creaming cracks at the sight of a loved one, like she did with Ben. It did sort of nauseate her that her girls were grown up enough to even know about sex, but then that was part of her upbringing. Norma's fight with herself was continual. She didn't want her daughters inhibited, but she didn't want them fucking every Tom, Dick and Harry. She wanted her girls to be free to love and fuck and never, never suffer the pain of loneliness like she had. She didn't want her girls to feel guilty about sex. Still, the nagging torment of evil, lust, passion, dirtiness, wickedness... haunted her.
Norma felt silly as she started to tell her daughters of the bliss of fucking after telling them for years not to. As the girls asked questions, the conversation became quite complicated. How does a mother tell her daughters about the exquisite ecstasy of a good fuck? Unexplainable!
"All I know is, an orgasm is great!" her youngest spouted, touching her crotch.
"Well, I don't know. I don't think I've ever had an orgasm," the oldest said regretfully.
"Haven't you ever played with yourself?" Norma asked.
"NO, I HAVEN'T PLAYED WITH MYSELF! DO YOU THINK I WANT TO WEAR GLASSES? MY, GOD, MOTHER!"
"Now don't get huffy. There's nothing wrong with touching your bottom," Norma said, thinking of all the times she had finger fucked herself and felt the full release of her own efforts.
"That's gross," Jean said, tossing her blonde head.
"Why?" Norma asked.
"Mother! How do you expect us to think it's all right to play with our... privates? How many years have you told us that's wrong? How many years have you slapped our hands if we touched any part of ourselves that's private? Even when we wiped the tinkle away, you always told us to hurry! Do you think we're light switches to turn on and off? Why don't you make up your mind how you want us to think? You do change things around and flip from one way to the other all the time. I can remember when, if we didn't go to church, we would wind up in eternal hell. Then that sort of faded and we COULD miss a Sunday every now and then. Now we don't even go to church.
"Then if we touched our privates, that was wrong. Now it's okay.
"Men used to be dirty bastards. Now they're all right? Or are they wrong? With the exception of Ben, of course. We've lied for you while you've been out fucking around with him... a married man... against the very Sunday School training you've tried to pound into us!
"What's with you? Do you know what's right and what's not? Or are you trying to cover up your own guilt? Fucking Ben. Apparently now eating out Joanie's crotch on what pretext? TELL ME! TELL ME WHAT'S YOUR EXCUSE FOR SMELLING LIKE JOANIE'S CROTCH! BEEN EATING OUT MY LITTLE SISTER? HOW DO YOU MAKE THAT RIGHT!? JUST CHANGE YOUR MIND AGAIN... AND YOUR MORALS ONE MORE TIME. YOU CANT MAKE EVERYTHING RIGHT JUST TO SUIT YOUR NEEDS BY CHANGING YOUR MIND ALL THE TIME!
"YOU'RE FOUL, DIRTY, NASTY AND A LIAR! YOU'RE A BITCH! ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS CONFUSE US!"WHAT'S RIGHT!? OR DO YOU KNOW!?" Jean laid into her mother furiously.
"All I want is for you girls to be happy and contented. Never frustrated and lonely like I've been. Oh, yes, I feel the guilt of fucking Ben. I can't get out of that. I'll always feel guilty, BUT I WILL FUCK HIM! I LOVE HIM! I NEED HIM! I WILL FUCK HIM! REGARDLESS OF ANYTHING, I WILL FUCK BEN! IF I DIE AND SPEND ETERNITY IN HELL, I WILL FUCK BEN!"
"Why don't you get your shit together?" Jean asked her mother.
"I'VE GOT MY SHIT TOGETHER! THINGS CHANGE. TIMES CHANGE. CIRCUMSTANCES CHANGE. I COULDN'T TELL YOU GIRLS WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE TO GO FUCK! NOW YOU'RE BOTH OLDER, AND JOAN'S ALREADY SCREWED. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? CONDEMN A THIRTEEN-YEAR-OLD CHILD? NO! I WON'T! I CAN'T! BECAUSE I'VE FUCKED. HOW CAN I MAKE JOAN FEEL THE WAY I'VE FELT FOR YEARS AND SUFFER!? NO WAY!
"FUCKING IS GOOD! SCREWING IS FANTASTIC... it isn't dirty and nasty the way I was always told. I've had it all ways. Alone, married, alone and frustrated. I KNOW the feelings of no sex and I know the bliss of having a cock! You don't. I'm only trying to help you! Don't fight me!"
Joan sat naked on the couch watching and hearing the fight between her older sister and her dear mother. Her eyes about popped out at the fury that blasted back and forth. "What mama did to me felt good," she said softly, after the storm of anger had quieted.
"What did she do to you?" Jean asked.
"She kissed me and hugged me and loved me. She creamed my bottom and made me feel all good inside. Mama took the hurt away from what Bob did to me. Mama kissed me all over and I liked it. Mama's good to me," she said softly.
"MAMA GAVE YOUR ASS AN EATIN' OUT. SHE TONGUE-FUCKED YOU!" Jean snorted.
"Whatever Mama did, it felt good," Joan said, crossing her arms in firm conviction.
"Bullshit! What Mama did was to get her jollies licking your twat. Mama! Why! I'm so confused! Tell me what's right!" Jean cried.
Norma's heart nearly broke. She didn't mean to confuse her children. She just wanted them happy. She wasn't sure herself. She used to know. When she was married, she knew. Then she could screw anytime because she had a husband. Now her whole world was topsy-turvy. Her standards changed as did her rules, and her children couldn't keep up with her quick flips.
Norma held out her arms to her oldest daughter.
Jean wouldn't come to her.
Little Joanie filled the gap between her mother's arms and pressed to her mother's breasts.
Norma cried tears of raging pain as her oldest daughter walked out of the room with nothing but contempt showing in her glare.
"Don't cry, Mama. It's all right. She'll come back. Don't cry, please, or I'll cry, too," little Joan whispered, taking one very small, pudgy, little hand and wiping the tears from her mother's cheeks.
Norma hugged the firm, warm little body close to her. Her baby girl.
"Mama, will we ever to that again?" Joan asked.
Norma looked at her freckle-faced little imp with the flowing red hair and blossoming figure, with only traces of little girl fat, and sighed.
"No, honey, we won't do that again. I don't want you to get used to another woman licking you and kissing you. You should really enjoy it if a boy does those things." Norma patted her daughter's butt.
"But Bob didn't do all those nice, soft things to me. He's got an old, hard cock. I heard that word at school," she said proudly.
Norma sighed. Now what? Should she go into a lecture on proper language? It was a cock. A cock's a cock! She did flinch hearing her little girl use the word. Oh, well, she better just shut up. If she said to use the word "penis", she would be wrong. In a few years the word cock would be quite acceptable and then she would be changing her tune one more time, causing more confusion. So, if Joanie wanted to call it a cock, IT WAS A COCK!
"Joanie, are you confused by Mama?" Norma asked.
"I was... a little, but not anymore. How come I have to let Bob do all that junk to me?" she asked.
"Because when you grow up I want you to marry a man and not live with a woman. A man and a woman are the natural thing, although sometimes two women do the kissing and things. Not usually. I only did because you're my sweet little girl. When you grow up you will want to have children and that takes an man and a woman.
"Now you and I must get Jean so she isn't so upset. Will you help Mama?"
The little redhead smiled and her blue eyes sparkled. She would do anything her mama asked her to. Joan was at the age she had not started to think for herself yet and so Mama's word was gospel.
. "I have a thing here someplace," Norma said ruffling through a drawer. "Haven't used it for quite a while. Do you know what a dildo is, dear?"
"I've heard kids at school call each other one," Joan answered.
"What it is, actually, is an artificial prick. You know, just like the real cock that Bob used on you. I've got one here... someplace."
Joan pulled her panties on and sat watching her mother try to locate the dildo. "What're we gonna do with it?"
"We're gonna show Jean what a fuck is like."
"She won't like it," Joanie said.
"We'll see. And then I'll let you play with the dildo so you get used to fucking. I really don't want you girls so upset over men, so you can play with this gadget and see what a real fuck is like. I'm just sorry I have to let you play with this thing instead of letting you learn from a husband. I always thought you girls would be virgins when you got married, but I guess that's a thing of the past. So, to keep you from being so hysterical about a cock, we'll just sort of ease into this sex bit."
Norma found her gigantic dildo and turned to face her young daughter with a smile of triumph.
"Here it is, dear."
"That thing is gross," Jean said from the hallway.
"You've been listening. Well, dear, come into the living room and take a look and see," urged Norma.
"No thanks. I don't want anything to do with that dumb-looking thing. Jesus, mother, you're a pervert," Jean said, backing off down the hallway.
"How does it work?" Joanie asked.
The little girl took the penis in her hand and examined it. She saw the straps that would encircle somebody's hips. There was also a hand grip with controls on it for vibrations. The fleshy-looking cock had a delicious looking big cockhead complete to a tiny hole in the end for squirting fluids. The dildo was quite accurate in fine detail with ridges for blood vessels and testicles that could be loaded with cream, water, whatever turned a person on.
"WOW! This thing's BIG! Bigger than Bob's dick. Would it fit in me?" the little girl asked.
"Certainly, dear. You can play with it and touch it and when you're not afraid of it, I'll show you how to use it. But you must remember, it's not as good as a man. You like the kissing and hugging that goes along with fucking. So this is just a plaything."
Norma watched her thirteen-year-old baby handle the big dildo and touch the smooth cockhead. The little girl traced down the sides of the big prick to the soft pouches of testicles. Now, unloaded, the little girl could squeeze the soft sacs and giggle.
"It's really a good dildo. See how it's curved just like a man? Hard, too. Shoots juice just like a guy would. Now if I should strap it onto me, around my hips, you know? Well, there's a little thing on the inside that tickles my clit so I get fun out of using it on you, while you get the joy of being fucked. Then, with the hand controls, I could shoot you full of warm fluids. Or if you want to use the thing alone, you can. Whatever."
Norma felt sick at telling her young daughter how to use a dildo. She must be a pervert to instruct her young child in the art of making herself have an orgasm. Ridiculous. Norma had so hoped her daughters would not be interested in sex for sometime yet. Why? The fight within herself raged. Norma got pleasure from fucking. Why did she not want her daughters to? Norma still thought fucking was not nice for her youngsters, but it was fine for her and Ben. Would she ever let go of the old standards and rules and regulations? She was trying but she still felt sick, nauseated, at seeing her little girls hand caress the likeness of a cock.
Norma reasoned that if a girl could not go to her mother for sex information, to whom could she go? Norma knew the junk the kids learned at school, the dumb pictures of the loosely hanging cock, the diagrams of ovaries and tubes and vaginas. Dumb. Really dumb. The teachers used medical terminology and half the kids didn't know what she was talking about and the other half didn't need the lessons. They knew where it was at.
So Norma watched her little girl play with the dildo and wished with all her heart that little Joanie would not grow up. Maybe she just wanted to keep the child a child. Norma had come this far. She had come too far!
Really! To eat her daughter's crotch was a bit much. She felt like a depraved moron. How many mother's kiss, tongue, eat their daughter's snatches. Sure she had started out to cream away the pain and maybe give a love nip to her little fanny. When she had finger fucked and tongue fucked, even Norma had to admit her behavior was so far from normal, the acceptable, that she was a pervert. Demented, wicked, vile. That's what she was.
Even if little Joanie had loved the oral sex, and Norma had adored the taste of her young daughter's twat, it was a little heavy. Now Norma was permitting her daughter to play with a dildo. My God, had she gone mad? Maybe Jean was right. Her mother was freaked out on sex. Too much! Norma could see herself as a referee instructing her daughters and their boy friends in the art of orgasm. Would she go that far? Would she act out the part of a pervert all the way?
No, she couldn't... unless the boy or man was not giving her daughter the thrill of orgasm. Then Norma would!
Shit on society. Crap on "normalcy".
Norma would help her daughters all she could to achieve the bliss of a rich and rewarding sex life even if she did have to follow through with the actual boy-girl fuck scene.
NORMA NEVER WANTED HER GIRLS TO HATE SEX. SHE WANTED THEM TO LOVE FUCKING! TO ADORE A COCK! TO HAVE NO HANG-UPS AT ALL ON FUCKING! NEVER TO BE ALONE AND FRUSTRATED LIKE SHE HAD BEEN FOR YEARS! TO CRAVE THEIR HUSBANDS' COCKS! IF THEY DIDN'T MARRY, JUST TO FUCK FOR THE HELL OF IT AND CHERISH EVERY SINGLE MINUTE OF IT WITH WHOEVER YES, NORMA WOULD TEACH HER GIRLS! EVEN IF SOCIETY DIDN'T APPROVE. EVEN IF NORMA GOT SICK AT THE IDEA.
In the back of Norma's mind was the terror of her daughters being alone, frustrated, and all due to poor sexual activity... like Norma when she was married. Oh, if she knew then what she knew now how different things would be... would have been...
So if she was a dirty old lady with perverted ideas, rank instructions, vile lessons, it would all pay off in the end. Maybe even all the guilt would someday go away.
Her mental fight with herself was interrupted by Jean at the doorway.
"Are you gonna let her play with that gross thing?" she asked.
"Do you really think it's that ugly?" Norma smiled wickedly.
"Yes. Vulgar. Terrible. I'll never fuck around like some people I know!" she stormed.
Norma did not like the insinuations coming from her daughter. She felt the hostility mount in her body. She got up from her place on the couch and went over to her sixteen-year-old daughter. Almost like a robot she grabbed the girl by the long blonde hair and dragged her into the bedroom. Norma showed no emotions even though she raged with fury!
She threw Jean across her single bed, twin to Joanie's. Norma grabbed the top sheet and like a maniac ripped it into long shreds.
"WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Jean asked trying to get up.
"Never you mind. Just lay there," Norma commanded.
"NO WAY!"
"JOANIE, COME HELP MAMA!" Norma screamed.
With the help of her youngest daughter Norma got her oldest daughter secured with the linen strips. Jean was tied spreadeagled to the bed.
"What're you gonna do to her, Mama? Spank her for sassin' you?" little Joanie asked innocently.
"NO, I'M NOT GONNA SPANK HER! I'M GONNA FUCK THE SHIT OUTTA HER. THEN IF SHE WANTS TO JUDGE OTHER PEOPLE OR SAY FUCKIN' IS NO GOOD, LET HER TRY! GO GET ME THAT DILDO!"
"CAN I WATCH?" Joanie asked eagerly.
"YES, YOU CAN WATCH!" Norma said firmly. "MOTHER, YOU'RE CRAZY!" Jean screamed, trying to get untied.
"MAYBE I'M CRAZY AND MAYBE I'M NOT. MAYBE I'M A PERVERT. MAYBE'I'M A LOT OF THINGS. WE'LL SEE! RIGHT NOW, YOUNG LADY, YOU'RE GONNA GET A FUCK YOU'LL LONG REMEMBER AND YOU'LL NEVER CONDEMN ME AGAIN FOR FUCKIN' BEN OR ANYBODY ELSE.
"ALL I'M TRYING TO DO IS HELP YOU GIRLS SO YOU WON'T ENDURE THE AGONY I HAVE HAD TO. I'M GONNA MAKE YOU LIKE SEX! I'M GONNA MAKE YOU FREE! I'M GONNA HELP YOU! NOW SHUT UP!"
Norma gazed at her daughter's spread crotch and her mouth watered. She had beautiful daughters with beautiful bottoms. God, how she wished she had known how gorgeous a cunt was... years ago when she had a tight twat. Well, she would see that her girls didn't waste good, tight, hot vaginas!
Little Joanie came running into the bedroom with the big dildo in her hand. She gave the artificial dick to her mother who stood gazing at the spread slit.
Norma slowly took her clothes off and dropped them on the pile of Jean's clothes at the side of the bed. She flicked her own nipples and felt the excitement singe down to her dancing clit. She had never used the dildo to fuck anybody before. She had given herself a good fuck, but this was a good way to break in her fighting, squirming, struggling daughter.
Norma strapped the big, rigid cock onto her pelvis, loving the strange and evil lust that smoldered in her crotch. She tingled at the feel of the dildo's straps and clit stimulator. Norma caressed her own big, full breasts and flicked her nipples to further goad her lust. Her eyes were glazed at the beautiful sight of her daughter's naked body sprawled on the bed.
Norma crawled between Jean's tied legs and gazed at the child with love.
"You have such beautiful breasts, my darling," she cooed. "See, Joanie, as you get older your little breasts will be bigger like your sister's. I certainly hope not as big as mama's. My tits are a bit of a problem when it comes to buying bras. Jean's tits are lovely, don't you think? Joanie's titties are cute little things, too... just blooming, just bulging... Oh, I'm so lucky to have such lovely little girls. Pretty tits, luscious pink nipples, flat bellies, pretty little snatches... Now Joanie, if you'll watch me, this is what your Bob should have done to you before he fucked you, and Jean! Stop struggling! Pay attention to mama! This's what your lover should do for you! Quit your goddamned fighting the ties. You can't get away! Now, behave yourself! Do you hear me?" Jean struggled against the ties, panic in her eyes.
"DIRTY! MAMA'S DIRTY AND NASTY AND A LEZZIE. KISSING MY CRACK! GOD! MOTHER! STOP! DON'T! THAT'S FILTHY! GET YOUR TONGUE OUTTA MY SNATCH! DAMN YOU!" Jean screeched.
Norma ignored her child's struggles and nosed into her lovely snatch crack. The sweetness of her daughter's twat flared her nostrils. She shivered at the soft, sleek, wet smoothness of her daughter's slippery slit. Delightful. Her tongue roamed all around her child's delicious snatch slit, tasting, loving the aroma of her oozing, trickling juices. Norma smacked her lips and her taste buds were alerted to the luscious, delicious juice.
Norma was crouched between her daughter's widely splayed thighs, hovering hungrily over her deliciously sweet twat, tasting, touching, smelling, loving every sweet inch of her child's virgin crotch. She ignored her young daughter's pleas and threats and struggles. Norma adored her child's beautiful, swollen labia. Her golden pussy hair was like a halo around her wonderful land of paradise, the dark, deep hole of love and passion.
Norma tantalized her daughter by snorting her hot breath into her twat. She licked around and around her tiny lovehole sending her scorching breath against Jean's erect clit. Norma drooled her hot spit into her daughter's spasming cunt and thrust in her tongue, wiggling, stabbing, digging, while her nose pressed to bum her breath to the jiggling, wiggling clit.
Jean begged her mother to stop. She squirmed and struggled against the woman's hot face, bouncing her butt up and down. Her frantic, frenzied thrusts of her young, rounded bottom only served to thrust Norma's tongue deeper inside her snatch. She was almost hysterical with her screams of resistance while at the same time her emotions were building, mounting, finally soaring.
Jean lost the nastiness of the situation somewhere along the line of her mother's tongue fucking and her sister's tormenting play with her nipples. To her horror she felt pangs of passion in her body. She was so confused, rattled and upset by the mixed emotions that she screamed.
"DON'T! IT'S NOT NICE! GET YOUR TONGUE OUUUUUTTT! OOOHHHHHH... AAAHHHHHH... SO GOOOOODDD... YOU SHOULDN'T... DON'T... OH, MY GOD.
Norma's own dribbling crotch tingled with lust. Her clit was fluttering madly under the cock contraption. The hard dong pressed against her naked body and hung slightly towards her daughter's snatch. Her breasts pressed to the sheet making her every movement exciting by rubbing her rigid nipples and making them tingle. Her sizzling crotch craved a cock, but this time she was the prick.
Norma's fingers slipped under her daughter's ass to hold her pelvis so she could eat her child's sweet flesh and drink of her simmering juices as her tongue raked out glob after glob of warm, thick lubrication juice. Norma shook, trembled at the delicious taste and lovely smell of her virgin daughter's twat. So soft and warm and damp. Norma could hardly stand the thrilling excitement that welled up in her gut. Her clit trilled frantically and she knew she had better fuck her daughter while she still was able and not crumpled in a jerking, spasming ball of cumming flesh.
She rolled her flushed face in her daughter's creaming crotch and quickly crawled up her slender body which had ceased to struggle.
"DID YOU LIKE WHAT MAMA DID TO YOUR CROTCH? FEEL GOOD?" Norma huffed and puffed, kissing her daughter's titties and nipping at her rosy nipples.
Since naked little Joanie was sitting squatted right beside her sister, Norma brushed a hot kiss against the red hot pussy on her way to French Jean's ear.
"TASTE MAMA'S TONGUE, HONEY. THAT'S YOUR JUICE ON IT... AROUND MY LIPS. TASTE YOUR WOMANHOOD ON MAMA'S MOUTH... " Norma whispered breathlessly.
She thrust her cunt lathered tongue into Jean's mouth to dabble in her warm saliva. Norma loved the young, sweet taste of her daughter's mouth as she snubbed the big, fat, heavy dildo to her spasming twat.
Immediately Jean tightened up in terror!
"Relax, darling. It'll only hurt for a minute if you just relax. Just let me ease the cock into your cunt. Into your sweet, lovely, hot and creamy snatch... and you'll feel all heaven burst inside you. Relax... " The dildo was strapped to Norma's pelvis and the twitching of her clit stimulated by the inside of the dildo drove Norma crazy with passion. The more she pushed on the big dildo and forced the cock into her daughter's steaming cunt, the more stimulation buzzed through her own clit!
Norma kissed Jean's face and switched to lick at Joanie's spread and eagerly awaiting snatch crack. What heaven! Her mouth in her youngest child's twat while her own clit went berserk at the dildo's stimulation and she fucked her oldest daughter's cherry away.
Norma could not sweet-talk or anything with her tongue dabbling in Joanie's leaking, oozing snatch. Her hot breath singed up into the child's flaming, fiery twat, her arm encircling her round butt to hold her spread crack to mama's face.
Norma was frantic with passionate desire to do everything at once! FUCK, SUCK, TOUCH AND CARESS, FEEL HER CLIT SPUTTER AND JERK, SMELL AND TASTE HER YOUNGEST'S TWAT, FUCK AND PUNCTURE HER OLDEST'S SNATCH AND ALL THE WHILE FEEL THE EXCITED TRICKLES OF HER OWN CUM LEAKING OUT OF HER OLD HOLE WHILE HER CLIT FORCED AN ORGASM THAT WOULDN'T QUIT!
Her one hand grasped the young, hot flesh of Joanie's firm ass while the other groped under her body to caress Jean's jutting, young, firm tittie. She also gave her own big tit a flick and rubbed herself against her daughter's nipples. The rigidness of the four erect nips touching, rubbing against each other urged Nora on and on to ecstasy.
Norma's creaming snatch pushed the gigantic, pulsating dildo into her daughter's tight, clasping, spasming twat. She heard the girl cry out in excruciating pain as she lost her maidenhead to the gross, monstrous artificial cock... as it eased in, in, in!
Norma would have eased off if her own continual cum hadn't forced her closer and closer to the hot little cunt. She had to feel the steaming juice from her daughter's gurgling vagina drip into her own. Norma pushed the huge prick deeper and deeper into her daughter's twat and at last felt her daughter's pubic hair press to her own!
"EEEAAGGHH... UUUMMPPHH... AAAHHHMMM... UUUEEEIII," she moaned hotly into little Joanie's hot, dribbling cunt. Her groans of torrid passion were muffled by her young daughter's labia closing around her mother's sucking, tonguing mouth. Joanie's scorching wetness thrilled Norma as Norma gyrated, rotated her pelvis to shove the big artificial cock up her oldest child's seeping twat.
Norma felt her aged cunt keep leaking and sizzling her cum juice as she fucked one daughter and sucked the other. Her head buzzed with electrified excitement at the glory of all of the young cunts which she had had possession.
Jean cried as her sweet virgin cunt was thrust full of grinding, pumping cock. The pain of the breaking of her maidenhead bolted through her hot, blazing body. Her every muscle was taut with fear and panic. Terror gripped her young heart at having her vagina thrust so full of the artificial cock! She felt stretched and like her twat was on fire, burning, hurting, aching.
Norma felt her juices leak to smear on her inner thighs as her pussy hair mingled with that of her daughter's. The ecstasy she felt thrill through her clit and belt into her vagina was not to be denied to her daughter. Her bubbling, juicing, dribbling cunt spasmed and contracted in heated excitement... but not so much as she was able to release the straps of the dildo from around her own ass, flick on the vibrator and pull away from her sixteen-year-old daughter. She had to force herself but she dragged her smeared face from her thirteen-year-old Joanie's hot, steaming, bubbling twat. Norma had to see the effects of her work through her own smoldering, glazed eyes.
With no pressure of her mother's weighty body to hold her secure, and the high powered dildo vibrating, pulsating, throbbing in her cunt, Jean went absolutely wild!
SHE FELT THE THRILL OF EXCITEMENT ZOOM AND BELT TO HER CLIT! THE WONDERFUL FEELING OF THE GIGANTIC COCK IN HER LEAKING TWAT ROCKED HER WILDLY AS SHE ROLLED ON THE BED, FLOUNDERING AT THE ECSTASY IN HER TWAT! SHE CREAMED HER BIG DILDO WITH CUM AND KEPT JERKING, SPASMING, ROLLING AND GASPING FOR BREATH!
"OOOOOHHHH, MYYYYYYYY GOD! UUUUUUMMM! AAAHHHHHH! EEEEEE! GOOOOODDD! JESUUUSSS CHRISSSTT! AAAGGG! UUUMMPPHH! MOTHEERRR... MOTHERRRR! AAAGGGHHH!!" Jean screeched, clutching at her crotch and the heated, pulsating, squirting dildo as she rolled, cumming, shooting her orgasmic fluids all over the digging, shaking, quivering artificial cock. Her blonde hair flew like wildly cascading showers of gold as her young body tossed, rolled, flipped erotically all over the bed... and the huge, powered dildo kept urging more and more of a cum out of the young girl.
"MOTHER! YEEEEEEEE GODS! I'MMMMMMM CUMMIINNG ALLLLL OVER AND I CANNNNN'T STOOOOPPP! OOOHHH, EEEEEIIII!"
Norma and young Joanie sat at the head of the bed watching the spastic movements of the teen-age girl.
"She likes it," Norma said with a smile.
"She sure does, mama," little Joanie said in awe of her sister's wild, frantic movements that would not stop. "Will you please make me feel that good? I'm dribbling wet in my crotch, but I didn't cum like last time. Please, mama?" Joanie begged.
Norma could not deny her small daughter the same thrill Joan was having, rolling, jerking, throbbing, pulsating, shooting jism, panting, gasping and rolling in ecstasy. She would send her youngest into raptured bliss, too.
Norma scooted down between Joanie's thighs and plunged her tongue into the young twat. Norma's slobber burned at the child's fluttering clit. Not much licking was necessary since Joanie was already primed by her mother's mouth and seeing her sister roll out in passionate bliss.
Norma's cunt still bubbled with her steaming, scorching sizzling cum as she put her mouth to young Joanie's rigid clit and nipped on the small lovebud, her tongue flicking as her teeth gently pulled, tugging electrified passion into the child. Her hot, sweaty hands held the sitting child by the hips while her mouth worked the sweet, young clit and thrust into her simmering vagina... wiggling, tasting... devouring her child's juices as they oozed out.
"OOHHHH, MAMA, THAT FEELS SOOOOOOOO GOOOOODDD... I'MMMMMMM CUMMMMING... ALL OVER YOURRRRRR FACEEEEEE... OOOUUUUUU... MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!" the child yelled and collapsed back on the bed, shaking, quivering, shooting off.
Norma kept her sucking, nipping mouth right hotly on her child's fluttering clit and drove her fingers straight up into her tight little twat!
... AAAAAIIHHH!" Joanie cried as her body went berserk with passion and jerked while her cum bubbled hotly out of her steaming, clasping twat! Norma kicked back and watched her two daughters roll and tumble passionately on the bed. She had done this to them. She had given them this evening of educational bliss. She smiled as she knew her girls would never be afraid of letting it all hang out when it came to fucking.
She had done her good deed for the day. She had made her two daughters blissfully happy and contented along with getting her own self off...
Norma put her fingers down to her crotch and wiped some of her own simmering juice onto her fingers. She licked off her cum fluids from her hand and thought just how wonderful she did taste. No wonder Ben had his face in her ass all the time... and she loved it!
She watched Jean clutch at the pulsating dildo as she pressed the gigantic thing into her clasping cunt and would not let go of it or the pleasure it gave her. Her eyes went to her younger daughter, Joanie, and she smiled as Joanie rolled, jerking at the tongue fuck her mother had given her!
Yes, Norma was pleased with herself. She had made her daughters enjoy. She had replaced all the taboos she had implanted in them and given them sexual bliss... rapture... ecstasy!
She had also given them problems she didn't anticipate...
CHAPTER FIVE
Norma didn't have the fear of her daughters getting raped anymore, and now all the barriers were down as far as sex went. She knew her daughters had loved the little orgy she had put on for them. They had told her so. They had both thanked her for letting them know the beauty of orgasms. Norma felt quite satisfied with herself about the pleasure she had given her daughters.
Norma knew her mother would turn over in her grave if she knew what she had done to her own daughters. Her mother had never been sold on sex. Her mother had implanted the idea of nastiness in Norma's brain concerning fucking and that was one reason Norma hadn't been able to tolerate her ex-husband, Fred. She hadn't known the thrill of having a man go down on her until she had started fooling around with Ben. Norma would not permit Fred to do such a thing to her... dirty, nasty, rank, foul, terrible, immoral.
After a few years alone and all those nights of wet dreams, Norma had surprised herself when she went bananas over Ben's tactics. She had loved it when he kissed her, touched her, and gone down on her! Nothing dirty or vile about it. It had been heavenly! Norma certainly wouldn't have her daughters thinking anything about sex was foul. No way. Sex, lack of it, too much of what she thought was dirty , all of it had caused Norma too many years of grief and sorrow. Now she had initiated her daughters to sex and she just knew they would never have any problems with it. Thank God.
It did bother her a little that she had actually gone so far with her girls. Dead mother's influence would never die completely. Too bad. Regardless of what dead mother or anybody else had to say about it, Norma knew she had done what was right by her girls. To hell with anybody's opinion. She didn't want her daughters to hate fucking like Shirley did... which brought to mind that dear old Ben was not paying all that much attention to her. Norma wondered what had happened to him the past few days.
So Norma had taught her daughters about fucking and now she needed a fuck so badly. Her crotch cried for a cock. Not a dildo. Not her fingers. Norma wanted Ben's cock. She craved his prick until she felt sick to her stomach. Her sheets touched her naked body and seemed to mock his caresses. Everything in her bed was seductively enticing to her. The smoothness of the sheets, the silkiness of her pillow, the soft light coming into her room through the window all served to make the gnawing lust in her crotch bloom and glow. She had to have Ben's prick!
Her girls were gone to school and Norma lay in bed daydreaming about the fucks she had had. When she couldn't stand the simmering fire in her hot box, she got up, wrapped up in her old quilted robe of soft, silky material.
The rubbing of the super-soft sleekness of the material reminded her so much of the slippery sheets and silky pillows that she might as well have stayed in bed. Her bed was so lonely. She hated to sleep in her big, soft, seductively inviting bed... alone!
She went out into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. While the coffee was brewing, she leafed through a magazine. Her crotch sang with passion. The ads at the back of the magazine didn't help her homy condition, either. All the seductive, glamorous cut-out clothes stimulated her already fluttering clit. She wished she had enough money to buy some of the things that made the models look so gorgeous. Not a chance on her meager waitress' earnings. She had too many responsibilities to be able to afford such pretty, sexy things.
She poured herself a cup of coffee and gazed at the full-busted models. She looked down at her own boobs. They didn't hang, but no way could those skimpy straps hold up the load she had for breasts. She sighed.
What she could do... BRILLIANT! WAS TO CUT THE TIPS OUT OF AN OLD BRA SO HER NIPPLES WOULD BE EXPOSED... AND TRIM A LITTLE HERE AND THERE WITH LACE AND SHE WOULD HAVE IT MADE! SHE WOULD TORMENT BEN WITH HER POINTY NIPPLES THE NEXT TIME SHE WENT OVER TO VISIT SHIRLEY!
Why stop there? She knew when Shirley wasn't looking or went to the bathroom Ben would give her crotch a quick feel. He did do the damnedest things and he never seemed to get caught. Wouldn't he be surprised if her pants had a convenient hole in the crotch and when he gave her a quick feel he got his fingers in her honey pot? Ha, ha. That would be really neat. Would serve him right--and he couldn't say a word or do a thing because Shirley was never in the bathroom or out of the room for that long. Ben would just get a hard-on and have to put up with it until he came over and fucked her.
Usually it was Norma on the shitty end of the string. Ben would tease her and torment her in such a way she couldn't say a word or do a thing. He usually did such things practically under his wife's nose and Norma couldn't react at all! Like when Shirley was over at Norma's mobile home telling her about the upcoming anniversary and Norma had decided to call Ben and congratulate him. Actually, she just wanted to hear his low, soft voice. Eight in front of Shirley, Norma had called over to Shirley's mobile home and talked to Ben.
"Hi. I hear you've put in some years happily married. Congratulations," she had said.
"Do you wanna celebrate with me?" he had asked.
"Are you taking the little woman out for dinner and a celebration?" Norma had smiled at Shirley.
"I'd rather take you to bed."
"How about candy? Gonna get your wife some candy?" Norma had asked winking at Shirley who had smiled contentedly back at her best friend.
"I'm gonna give you something like a hard cock. How would you like that?"
"What about flowers?" Norma had asked the devil on the other end of the line.
"Do you wanna chew the fat with me? I'll chew yours if you chew mine," he had said.
"I think that would be nice," she had said, her crotch smoldering with lust.
"You can't say a word can you?" he had asked laughing.
"That's right," she had agreed.
"Tonight all right with you?" he had asked.
"Fine, fine," she had said, feeling her face flush. Thank God Shirley was in the other room at a distance and couldn't see the redness of her.
"How about tomorrow night and the next and the next. We'll celebrate, you and I... in bed... " he had said.
"Well, all I wanted to do was to remind you of your anniversary. Men sometimes do forget, you know," Norma had said.
"I'll never forget you and I'll be around to get something from you. " That was only one conversation. Norma always seemed to be where she couldn't say or do one thing. Ben would laugh and love every minute of teasing. He usually followed through on his promise Norma giggled wickedly as she rummaged through her closet and got out a pair of dark pants. She would simply slit the seams of the dark pants so her crotch would be wide open to his gaze and then she would sit facing him, beside his wife. Shirley would never see and she hoped Ben would see her everything... AND NOT BE ABLE TO DO A DAMNED THING ABOUT IT! IT WAS HER TURN TO BE THE TEASE! AND DRIVE HIM WILD! MAKE HIM HARD! ACHING FOR HER HOT PUSSY!
Norma stuck to the dark pants just in case her dark pussy should show. White pants and a dark pussy... never. This way, if she kept her thighs together, even if her pussy did show, the dark on dark would not be so obvious.
Norma sat on the floor a lot so if she sat beside Shirley, who always sat on the couch, Norma could sit Indian fashion or pull her knees up and nonchalantly spread her thighs just enough so Ben could see her pinkish-red slit and dark hole. Brilliant idea. Norma hoped Ben would squirm!
He might even slip her the finger while Shirley's back was turned and God help his surprise when his fingers touched into damp flesh! Norma's crotch was always wet when she even so much as looked at him.
She smiled wickedly as she set about her work. She snipped out the tips of an old bra and tried it on.
SHE LOOKED POSITIVELY OBSCENE! JUST THE WAY SHE WANTED TO LOOK! SHE LIKED THE WAY HER NIPPLES AND THE DARK PINK AREA AROUND HER NIPS STUCK OUT OF THE HOLES' REALLY VULGAR' WONDERFUL!
Quickly she stitched around the holes to hem the tits. She plunked some lace from the straps and down the front of the bra where her cleavage was. That way if he looked down her blouse, which she would see that he did, he would not only see her full cleavage all lacy, but he would see her thrusting nipples all bare and inviting. If he just gave her breast a quick feel, he couldn't help but feel her free nipples. She felt positively nasty when she slit the crotch seams of her dark pants. Really raspy to do such a thing right under his wife's nose. Evil and vile and provocatively vulgar. She did reinforce the seams just to make sure the whole bottom did not fall out of her pants.
She could hardly wait for Ben to come home from work so she could trot over to nonchalantly visit and do her thing! Be really neat if it worked, and she would have hell to pay if she got caught! The challenge was so thrilling and her twat was so creaming hot, she didn't much care.
She tossed her magazine aside and poured herself a cup of coffee. Her sewing was done and her bottom blazed with excited anticipation. She sat sipping her coffee and knew she would never make it until tonight when Ben came home.
She actually didn't want to use the dildo or her fingers and really get off good. She enjoyed simmering in her own juices and feeling all warm and glowy, but she had to do something. She didn't want such a strong orgasm that she would be all drained for Ben that night, but she did have to do something to relieve the mounting pressure of desire in her crotch, the gutsy feeling gnawing at her belly, and the tingle of excitement in her toes!
She felt the slosh in her crotch and needed to cool down. She left her coffee on the table and went to the refrigerator and searched for something to fuck herself with. Something cold to cool her hot emotions. Not a carrot, too skinny. How about a cucumber? Fat, cold, hard and would have to be well greased. Maybe... Not a banana again! God, she had stuck so many bananas up her twat and then eaten them that it wasn't a novel experience.
She grabbed the cucumber and spread her robe to shove the fat, cold thing into her squishy slit. She walked into her bedroom and sat on her big old comfy bed, fully enjoying the coldness of the hard vegetable. Her eyes scanned her dresser for the hand cream. She spied not her regular cream but a plastic bottle of sweet-smelling body lotion with a slightly squared bottom. She reached for it, dropping the cucumber from her crotch.
"Shit," she muttered, grabbing the cream bottle.
Her sexually glazed eyes concentrated on the lotion bottle. Wouldn't work. To hard and squared. Might be a challenge. Why not? She would try it. The damned cucumber was dirty now, anyway. She didn't stuff dirty things up her snatch. She didn't need an infection to set in and curb her fucking. Ben would knock her head off if he ever got anything from her.
She looked at the plastic bottle. Slightly bigger around at the bottom than her cucumber and the comers were sort of rounded, but they were definitely square, just sort of softened a bit by the plastic company.
She leaned back on her fluffy bed and let her robe fall open up the front. The bottle was at her side and it felt cool against her hot skin.
Norma flicked her rigid nipples until she felt the spark of lust belt down through her simmering body. She slid her hands down her naked body to feel her soft belly and delve into her pubic hair. She wasn't gung-ho about doing the job on herself and always felt a bit silly and depressed afterwards, but her fire was lit and she was ready and nobody was around to do it for her so like "The Little Red Hen" she would do it herself.
With her left hand she separated her lips, all pussy hair pushed to the side. She knew the position that would get her off in a big hurry, but she had lots of time and really wanted to wallow in the bliss of hotness. She bent her knees and shoved a pillow under her ass while the other hand went to work caressing, touching, feeling her slippery crack. She felt really good to her fingers. She loved her own snatch crack and the silkiness. Her fingers felt all the little creases and folds of her slit. She touched her clit, and it was like she had electrocuted herself, the blast of tingles shot spraying through her body.
Her fingers dug into her boiling, oozing twat to dig out some of the juice and it wasn't enough to really slide around in so she put her fingers to her mouth and got a glob of spit. She massaged the thick saliva across her fluttering clit, thinking how lovely it would be if that was Ben's hot spit lathering in her crack. She mentally pictured Ben sitting there between her legs watching her do her thing. The sparkle in his blue eyes would be devilish as ever as he would tell her he could get her off in no time... and he could!
Norma was delighted by her own touch. Her fingers roamed freely in her damp crotch touching here and there filling her with lusty passion. She smiled and her face radiated the pleasure her fingers were giving her.
One hand caressed her full breasts and pinched fire into her nipples. She felt the fire of passion mount in her nearly naked body. Beautiful how she could give herself the thrills that any man could, except she did love it when a man played with her body and sucked at her vaginal opening. Something about his mouth simply couldn't be duplicated.
The mind is a wonderful thing. In her thoughts it was Ben's mouth working her slit and making her juices flow. Her fingers didn't give the effect of his hot breath scorching up her twat, but the way her emotions flared, she was doing fine by herself. She was getting too hot too fast! Her hungry snatch wept for something hard, strong and plunging.
Her shaking hands reached for the bottle of cream with the square corners and she quickly unscrewed the top. The feel of the cold, thick cream pouring into her widely splayed slit seemed to cool her slightly. What really thrilled her was the slippery stuff draining all the way down her slit, puddling at her snatch hole and continuing to leak in a stream to her asshole. Norma had never been sold on ass-fucking but for some reason the thick cream seemed especially inviting. She used her fingers and palms to smear the cool cream into her snatch crack, rub the gooey stuff into her pubic hair while enjoying the cool juice at her asshole. Her hands worked down her squishy slit to her tight asshole. She rolled on her side and slipped her hand to her asscrack from the rear. The thrill of caressing into her slippery slit was beyond belief. Her hand spread the sweet-smelling cream all over her buns but she mainly touched her puckered asshole, working the lotion around and around in her rear crack, touching, caressing, loving the feel of her own touch.
She squirmed to enable her hand to better work her asscrack while the other hand stretched to slip into her pussy and flick her fluttering clit on the way. She wallowed in the blissful pleasure of having her entire bottom caressed.
Beautiful! Such pleasure she had never given herself. Her eyes smoldered in heat as she looked with glazed pleasure at the big hand lotion bottle and wondered if she could get the thing into her twat. Not yet. She was having too much fun just playing with her bottom to have a climax and have the whole thing over with.
Her eager fingers worked to give herself more lovely, sweet pleasure. The soft, sweet smell of lilac floated to her nostrils. The warmness of her body brought out the loveliness of the flower fragrance. Her fingers slipped easily in the thick, squishy cream as she continued to work around her tight rectum, her fingers touching, caressing at the puckered hole, "HHHMMMMMM... OOOHHHHHH... AAAHHHHHH... UUUMMMmmm... " she muttered at her pleasure.
The feel of her warm, soft buns and squishy, smoldering asscrack was beautiful. She loved her every touch. She felt soothed and contented while at the same time her passions mounted slowly and easily. Such a lovely feeling of passion swam around inside her heated body. She wallowed in the glory her hands were giving her, just like laying in a bed of fresh lilacs while her body glowed with purple passion. Heavenly. Beautiful.
In her mind the hands which caressed her ass and into her slippery, slick snatch were the hands of her lover, Ben. So warm, so perfect in every tender touch. Her body rolled easily around on the bed while she kept her hands caressing her bottom. Her rounded butt rolled off of the firm, high pillow as she tossed and rolled as if floating on the easty waters of the ocean. Every movement was as if in slow motion so she could enjoy her hands touching each sensitive part of her flooded crotch. Her rotations and pelvic gyrations were slow and deliberate as if she were bathing in the luxury of soft, smooth, supporting waves of beautiful blue water. Her eyes closed in peaceful bliss as it was Ben's hands touching and building her passions slowly and deliberately. Her hands were his, caressing, touching, pressing. She pressed her fingers to her slickly creamed asshole and eased in one finger. So tight, so soft, so warm and caressing was her rectum! Shivers shot up and down her spine as she pushed her finger into her simmering, juicy asshole. How she loved the tender tightness! Wonderful! At the same time her other fingers massaged her sweet pussy.
If one finger up her asshole felt so wonderful, why not two? She eased another finger into her rectum and wiggled it up deep inside. Her hole was so tight and clamped so warmly.
Her other hand gingerly worked at her clit and slipped hotly into her spasming twat. She could not endure this beautiful pleasure much longer! Her slender fingers gave her too much pleasure to hold back for much more time!
She rolled to her back and let her fingers ease out of her lathered asshole. She took the squared comer bottle which was about the size of a large avocado and poured more thick cream into her loose, spasming snatch. She placed the plastic bottle to her puddled twat and wallowed the stiff, hard thing against the heated, creamy opening.
THAT DAMNED BOTTLE WOULD NEVER FIT INTO HER GREASED HOLE!
Norma pushed as she turned the squared bottle against the unyielding flesh around her twat. Her breathing became intense! She had to have that hard thing up inside her! Her emotions panted her heat. Eagerly her hands worked to open up her spasming snatch! The other hand kept persistently pushing the bottle to her slippery hole. Fingers worked to pull flesh to take in one comer of the plastic bottle and then another. Her heart pounded heavily as she worked in a frenzy.
HER FINGERS CLAWED AT HER SNATCH HOLE! SHE HAD TO GET HER GREASY TWAT OPENED UP ENOUGH TO GET THE HARD BOTTLE INSIDE HER STRETCHED VAGINA! HER FINGERS PUSHED AND PULLED AGAINST HER SLICK PUSSY FLESH, WORKING, TUGGING, ALMOST RIPPING AT HER STRETCHED, BURNING CUNT!
"MY GOD, HELP ME! I'VE GOTTA FEEL THE HARDNESS, GOTTA HAVE IT... HELP ME... DAMN! IT'S BIGGER AND HARDER THAN ANY COCK... IT'S THE DAMNED CORNERS... DON'T LET ME BLEED... I'VE GOTTA HAVE IT!" she rasped.
Fingers flew in a frenzy to slip and slide in the thick cream and pull hot flesh. Her gut contracted while her belly sizzled with lust for the resistant bottle. She pushed her ass up off the bed, her cunt spasming eagerly for the lathered bottle. Her hands clutched at her pubic hairs, almost tearing them out, trying to force her cunt wider open! In her frantic movements her tits jiggled while her nipples rode out the drastic action. Her legs floundered as she bounced her ass up and down and around. Heels dug into the sheets, legs flew in all directions, her hands worked at her simmering, scorching cunt. She was like a maniac who had to force the damned bottle into her cunt regardless of the pain, the amount of pressure, the agony.
SHE HAD TO HAVE A FUCK AND SHE HAD TO DO IT HERSELF WITH THE PLASTIC BOTTLE! SHE WOULD MAKE THAT GODDAMNED BOTTLE FIT UP HER HUNGRY TWAT! SHE COULD! SHE WOULD STRETCH JUST A LITTLE MORE! SHE HAD TO!
Her body craved, cried in agony for a hard something up her squishy, boiling, dribbling snatch! She wiggled hotly, trying to get the greasy bottle up inside her clutching cunt!
Her frantic motions, her frustrations, her wild, frenzied actions worked!
SHE FELT THE THICK THUD OF THE PLASTIC BOTTLE AS IT SLIPPED FROM HER PELVIC BONE AND SANK INTO HER LATHERED VAGINA!
SHE SCREAMED OUT HER DELIGHT AND PAIN!
"MY, GOD! IT'S SO BIG! SO HARD! GOD! IT'S SO GOOD! I'M STRETCHED SO FAR I CAN'T MOVE! HOLY JESUS! OOOHHHHHH... AAAHHHHHH... UMMMMM!"
Even in her demented state of mind she held still, perfectly still, to see if she had ripped herself, to make sure she hadn't ruptured anything. Not that it would make any difference, because she wasn't done by any means! She did have to wait for a few minutes to let her vaginal muscles adjust to the hard object she had shoved up her cunt. She had no way she could spasm due to the terrific stretching of her snatch. She lay flat on the bed feeling so stuffed she could hardly breathe.
Once her vagina had adjusted around the thick, hard object, she raised her knees to her jutting titties to spread her cunt wider. Her emotions pounded through her body as she pushed the bottle in, in, in, to where only the very enlarged top portion of the plastic bottle emerged from the tight squeeze of her cunt.
"MMMMMMMMM... OOOHHHHHH... AAAAAAHHH, MY GOD, IT'S IN! THE WHOLE DAMNED THING IS IN! MY GOD! I TOOK THE WHOLE FUCKIN' BOTTLE INTO MY HOLE! GOOD! HARD! JESUS! SO GOOD! THE DAMNED THING IS MAKING MY CLIT POKE OUT SO RIGID AND HARD! GODDAMN! MY CLIT'S NEVER BEEN SO STIFF AND PUSHED OUT! AAAHHHHHH! " Her one hand held the tough bottle up her slobbering cunt while her other hand inched around her buns to slip and slide around in her asscrack. The fingers on her cunt hand flicked her rigid clit which was unable to flutter or move, just poke rigidly out and take the tormenting touch of her fingers. She shoved her fingers into her asshole and felt the stiff object in her vagina. She slipped her fingers up and down in her rectal tunnel to feel the stiffer than hell object and also the super slickness of her juicy asshole!
The super joy she experienced was beyond description! Tremendous! She felt the sparks of passion surge through her torridly hot body as she kept her knees to her jiggling breasts. Her hand kept the stiff, unyielding bottle shoved all the way in her stretched hole while her ass-fucking fingers dug and gouged to feel the depth of soft, silky rectal skin. She tingled with passion as her fingers slipped up and down the stiff bottle that she could feel through the thin membrance of skin that separated one hole from the other.
Norma felt the rolling surges of passion consume her body. Her flushed body simmered in heat. Her gut was gnawing for an orgasm. Her crotch sloshed with juices and thick, warm cream.
"MY, GOD, I'M GONNA CUM! SUCH A GOOD FUCK! DAMNED BOTTLE! TOUGH! STRONG! ALMOST AS GOOD AS A COCK! GOD, I'M STRETCHED SO FAR! BURNS! HURTS! AAAHHHHHH!"
She used her fingers to touch and caress her clit which was not at a rigid peak. The forced stretching of her vagina made her clit like a rock-hard pea. Solidly stretched from erectness to a tough little marble-shaped erotic spot.
BACK AND FORTH OVER HER CLIT SLIPPED HER FINGERS WHILE HER KNEES WERE BENT AT HER BREASTS. HER SLOBBERY, SLIPPERY SLIT WAS WIDE OPEN AND ONLY THE TOP OF THE BOTTLE POKED OUT OF HER BOILING CUNT!
HER ASSHOLE LEAKED WITH SWEETSMELLING LILAC JUICES. HER FINGERS EASED OUT OF HER RECTUM LEAVING HER PUCKERED ASSHOLE VACANT AND HER HAND EAGER TO WORK ON HER PUSSY. TWEAKED HER CLIT. THE THICK CREAM LATHERED ALL THE MOVEMENTS AND LET THE BOTTLE SLIP IN AND ALMOST OUT OF HER TIGHT TWAT!
THE GLORY OF THE MOMENT WAS EXHILARATING!
HER WHOLE BODY CLAMOURED WITH EXCITEMENT AS HEAT SINGED THROUGH HER, MAKING WILD TINGLES OF PASSION ZOOM IN ON HER CROTCH. HER FRUSTRATIONS WERE BEING SATISFIED BY THE THICK' STIFF BOTTLE THAT WAS PUSHED INTO HER LATHERED CUNT. HER VAGINAL MUSCLES BORE DOWN AND FORCED THE BOTTLE ALMOST OUT OF HER SLOBBERY TWAT. HER HAND PUSHED, FORCED THE BOTTLE BACK INTO HER TORRIDLY HOT HOLE AND HELD IT IN TIGHT, UP TIGHT AGAINST HER WOMB!
THE PRICKLES OF ORGASM BEGAN! SHE FELT THEM ALL THE WAY FROM HER TOES UP TO THE TOP OF HER RINGING HEAD. SURGES OF PASSION RUSHED THROUGH HER BODY!
THE UNCONTROLLABLE SURGES OF ORGASM BLASTED THROUGH HER BODY, QUAKING HER, SHAKING HER, JERKING AT HER BOTTLE-FUCKED BODY! SHE COULDN'T SPASM! SHE COULDN'T MOVE, HER BODY WAS SO CONSUMED WITH THE BLAZE OF ORGASM!
HER EAGER-TO-CUM CUNT WAS SO STUFFED WITH THE BOTTLE IT WAS HELPLESS TO SPASM... ONLY BE SO STRETCHED THE RIPPLES OF SHOOTING ORGASMIC THRILLS JUST BOLTED THROUGH HER CROTCH, JOLT AFTER SHOCK AFTER BOLT!
Norma cried tears of exuberant passion! Her eyes opened and she stared through glazed eyes at the ceiling of her room, seeing nothing.
Both of her hands held the thick, hard bottle deeply inside her orgasming cunt! The exquisite moment of continual orgasm kept going and going and going! Her gushes of sweet-smelling cum oozed around the tight fitting bottle.
SHE COULDN'T LET GO OF THE FUCKING BOTTLE! SHE KEPT BOTH HANDS PUSHING IT UP TIGHT TO HER WOMB! THE SEXUAL PLEASURE SHE FELT CONTINUED AS THE PRESSURE OF THE BOTTLE PUSHED HER WOMB PRACTICALLY INTO HER GUT!
HER WHOLE BODY TREMBLED SLIGHTLY, SHIMMIED IN PLACE... SHE WAS AS NEAR BEING PARALYZED WITH PLEASURE AS COULD BE AND STILL BREATHE AND QUIVER AT THE UNBELIEVABLE PLEASURE!
HER BREASTS WERE PUSHED TOGETHER TIGHTLY BY HER UPPER ARMS, HER ROSY NIPPLES ERECT AND TINGLY! HER CLIT WAS HARD AS A LITTLE MARBLE AND UNABLE TO MOVE. JUST FEEL THE TREMORS OF PASSION SHOOT SPARKLES OF WONDERFUL, BEAUTIFUL CUM-JOY!
Norma clutched the bottle to keep it tightly and securely inside her cumming body. SHE COULD NOT MOVE THE OBJECT THAT GAVE HER SUCH IMMENSE PLEASURE... AWAY... NO WAY! Her legs ached and she slowly lowered them to the bed keeping the bottle up her cunt.
She sighed the sigh of exhaustion and fell asleep, passed out, with the fucking bottle secured in her vagina.
CHAPTER SIX
Norma never felt so absolutely stupid in her life as when she regained her senses. To get such superb pleasure out of fucking a bottle was absolutely dumb, stupid, and repulsive. How low could she go? She felt silly about the whole thing. 'Ridiculous' was more the word for it. She was so humiliated she could hardly face herself in the mirror.
She had just finished cleaning up for this day. Even the douche water had seemed dumb. Little bubbles of water dancing in the toilet bowl seemed to ridicule her. To stoop so low as to cream her own bottom and shove the bottom of a bottle up her cunt was dumb. Then to douche and get all the slippery, slimy cream out of her cunt and have the toilet water bubble up at her was disgusting!
She glared at herself in the mirror. She knew she wasn't that bad-looking. She also knew there had to be men walking around town with lumpy hard-on's that would gladly give her a good fuck. Why did she insist upon fucking her neighbor, and if he wasn't available, to fuck things like a dildo, banana, or a damned bottle? Once she had gotten a dill pickle stuck up her twat and had one hellova time getting the dumb thing out. God, she had to be sick!
She brushed her short, dark, curly hair to a sheen. Her dark eyes were thickly lashed and really quite pretty. Her figure was on the round side. But, no man had ever complained about her cleavage!
She was a good fuck and did one fine job on the oral sex. She knew this because she had been told.
She did a little mental self-evaluation on just why she was so hung up on Ben. She thought she was in love. That couldn't be true because love meant more of the hand holding, giggling, walking along the beach at sunset, that sort of thing. With Ben none of these things happened.
With Ben it was sex! That was it. SEX! ORAL SEX! ANAL SEX. FUCKING. EATING ASS. EATING COCK AND CUNT. FUCKING ASSHOLE. DIFFERENT POSITIONS, DIFFERENT PLACES, ALWAYS SNEAKING, HIDING OUT, THE THRILL AND CHALLENGE OF NOT GETTING CAUGHT!
Norma realized for the first time in years that she was not in love with Ben at all. Part of the fun and excitement was the sneaking, the slyness, the wickedness for stabbing her best friend in the back and not getting caught.
Norma was really a terrible person! This thought every time she saw Ben. So she creamed her crotch whenever he looked at her? So what? She was being true to him... to a dream... to an impossible situation.
No, that wasn't entirely true. She did love Ben in a special way. Not the marriage way... THE FUCKING WAY! SHE DID LOVE HIS FUCKING! HE WAS ONE GOOD CUNT EATER! HE KNEW JUST HOW TO GET HER TO CUM AND CUM AND CUM!
No matter how her head argued back and forth, she did have every intention of continuing to fuck Ben, to continue to cheat Shirley, to continue her humiliating practice of making herself cum, to continue to sexually educate her two daughters...
"WHAT IF I GOT BEN TO FUCK MY TWO DAUGHTERS AND ME AT THE SAME TIME?" she asked herself in the mirror. She had to giggle. He would love it! He would fuck until his cock was a wilted nub.
Norma's jealousy flared. No, she would not share her Ben with her two daughters. They were young and tight and pretty, and even though she was sure of Ben... almost... she would not tempt him with her daughters. The idea of Ben fucking her daughters was repulsive while at the same time a very good idea. Ben was a good fuck. To little Joanie who had been raped, he would be very gentle and show the child what a good man was like. To her older daughter, Jean, who at present was hung up on dildoes, Ben could show her the joys of a man-fuck. This was something to think about.
Ben could truly help her young daughters if only Norma herself wasn't so jealous. She might have to change for the sake of her daughters and their future happiness. She was sure dear old fuck-happy Ben would gladly help in her project.
Norma began to doubt her sanity. Pretty soon, if she kept thinking thoughts like these, she might even give Ben back to his wife. That would mean, of course, that she would have to fuck Shirley herself with the dildo, lick her clit, eat her cunt, and finger-fuck her asshole to get her to where she really loved fucking so much she would crave her husband, Ben. Norma loved Shirley like a sister... and she loved Ben like the fucker he was. She also loved her daughters and was concerned about their future lives in the fucking line. She had so much to think about.
She should feel guilty about thinking of using Ben as a fuck teacher for her daughters but he was the best fucker she knew and he would do a good job on her kids. Also, she better try and not get such a thrill out of the challenge of deceiving his wife and sneaking out to fuck him. Maybe Shirley really needed him only she didn't know it.
ACTUALLY WHAT NORMA SHOULD DO IS REFORM HER SINFUL WAYS!
SOMEDAY SHE WOULD!
RIGHT NOW SHE WAS GOING TO PUT ON HER PANTS WITH THE HOLE IN THE CROTCH, GO NEXT DOOR, SPREAD HER LEGS, AND TRY TO SEDUCE BEN RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS WIFE!
She would feel guilty about it later as she always did, but right now she was ready for one fine fuck and she was going to get it! If she did have to crawl under the trash can to get Ben, or sit on his roof, or lay in the back of his car, or crawl under his bed... whatever.
SHE WAS GOING TO FEEL HIS HOT TONGUE IN HER VAGINA! COME HELL OR HIGH WATER, SHE WAS GOING TO SUCK HIS COCK AND EAT HIS TESTICLES. SHE WAS READY FOR HIS COCK! SHE FELT THE STREAM OF HER HOT JUICES LEAK DOWN HER INNER THIGHS.
With the fire of passion burning in her crotch, she thought of how wonderful Ben's steaming tongue would feel, licking, teething, nipping into her slippery crotch.
The idea of guilt nagged at her mind. She really shouldn't let a situation like this one continue. She ought to go out someplace and get her a new man. One who was single and possibly would marry her. A man she could talk to, love, share her lonely life with. A real husband and father. That's what she SHOULD do and knock off this sneaking around and fucking somebody's, husband. After all, it would hurt Shirley very much if she knew her best friend was fucking her husband.
Norma looked into the mirror at her naked body. Pretty good for her age. Full breasts that didn't jut like when she was a youngster but neither did they hang to her knees like some women's. Her waist was not flubbery and her hips were rounded softly. She wasn't Miss America with twenty six inch waist and thirty eight inch breast line and slim thirty six inch hips. So her measurements were a couple of inches bigger, big deal! She was still in good shape and she was pretty. Not stunning, but pretty. Her dark hair gleamed of freshness and curled around her soft face like a dark halo. Her thickly lashed dark eyes sparkled at times and smoldered at other times, depending upon the situation. She had a good personality and a sense of fair play in this game of life... except when it came to Ben. Then she would cheat like hell. All in all, Norma decided she was a pretty good person with a few minor flaws like messing with her daughters pussies and being hung up on Ben's cock. She was only trying to help her young girls so they would never go through the hell she had where sex was concerned, and as far as Ben was concerned, he was her bridge. She had to have her bridge over the troubled waters of loneliness and frustration, and he was it and had been it for years. He was her lover, her fucker, and her friend... but so was his wife--a good, devoted, loving friend and this did complicate things. No matter how she sliced it, Norma was a bitch when it came to Ben.
All the time Norma was mentally fighting with herself, she was getting dressed. She shoved her full breasts into her home-altered bra and got a nasty thrill out of the way her nipples stuck out of the holes at the ends of the bra cups. Her rigid nipples looked obscene poking through the lace lined, trimmed holes... and yet looked enticingly delicious. The sweet pink of her nipples encircled with the darker pink of the circles of flesh really looked tantalizing and all, decked out in flimsy lace. Not bad. She tossed on a loose fitting blouse with a low scooped neckline. She knew if she leaned over her tits would almost knock out Ben's eyes. She giggled to herself and felt nasty and wickedly devilish. Would serve him right for all the times he had pinched and poked and grabbed a feel when his wife wasn't looking and she creamed her pants and could in no way respond to his actions but had to continue to talk to Shirley as if nothing had happened. Now it was her turn to torment Ben until his balls would burst. Norma slipped into her black pants with the hole in the crotch. She examined herself in the full length mirror. It would never do for her to go over to Shirley's with her curly pubic hair hanging out from between her legs. If Shirley had her glasses on, she would surely notice. If she didn't, Norma would get away with murder.
Norma sat on the floor in front of the mirror and spread her thighs slightly. Wouldn't work. No way. All he could see was her dark hair and perhaps he would miss it if he wasn't really looking and didn't have his glasses off. With his reading glasses on, he looked so distinguished, but he could only see to the end of his nose. He would have to have his glasses off to see and his wife would have to have hers on. My, her little trick was getting complicated.
She nonchalantly spread her thighs wider. A slight patch of pink flesh showed. When she sat Indian fashioned her whole pinkish crotch fell out of the hole. Neat. Now if her darned feet didn't get in the way of his sight, she would have it made. He usually sat in his favorite chair across the room from where she would be sitting on the floor beside Shirley. Yes, it would all work out beautifully.
Norma sat on the floor and eyed her pinkish crotch. She flexed her crack muscles and watched her little lovebud dance around in her widely splayed slit. That ought to do him in!
The excitement of her tormenting game thrilled her and the results would be grand! Her hungry cunt would get the fucking and licking that she crave. Her wickedness thrilled her as she bounced to her feet, gave her hair one final brush stroke to bring out the lighter highlights to a sparkling sheen.
Norma walked next door and entered the mobile home without knocking. This was normal for her, and Shirley did the same thing at her place which someday might bring about startling events especially if dear old cocky Ben was in the middle of fucking Norma. So far everything was cool, and Norma and Ben played their little game. And Norma decided she did love Ben, really. Why else would she do the stupid things she did?
"Shirley? Are you home?" Norma called as she entered.
She knew damned good and well she was home. Living as close as they did Norma could tell if Shirley farted.
"Out here in the kitchen," Shirley answered over the sizzling of her cooking.
"Hmmm, smells good. What're you having?" Norma asked, sitting down and sizing up the situation. She didn't really care what they were having as long as she got the piece of meat she wanted.
"Just hash and the general run of junk. I get so sick of cooking. Honestly, the same foods everyday get boring. I really have to rack my brains to think of something different every night. Want a cup of coffee?"
Shirley didn't wait for an answer but just got Norma a cup.
Norma felt a little shitty. Being served coffee by her best friend while she was going to seduce her husband. Too much... almost. There were times in her life when Norma doubted if she had any decency at all.
Norma's eyes met Ben's as he came down the hallway in his work clothes. Dirty and greasy from work and even so he looked delicious to her. His clear blue eyes sparkled with devilry as usual. Norma wondered if he was ever sad. He always appeared to be happy, devil may care, wild and free, even with his wife, kids, job and all that man stuff.
"You here again?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Why not?" she asked, smiling.
"We're gonna start charging you room and board pretty soon," he laughed, winked, and sat at the opposite end of the table and spread her legs for him to eat between, but that just wouldn't do. The more she thought of her plan to tease him the more hot she got. She better cool it. He would eat his dinner, Shirley would put the dishes into the dishwasher and then everyone would head for the living room and the boob tube. That was when Norma would do her thing. She could hardly wait.
They chatted and laughed while Shirley relayed the events of the day to her husband. Most of the news had to do with this in-law or that one and neighborhood gossip.
Norma wished they would just shut up and eat! Her crotch simmered with fucking desire.
The meal over with, Norma sat on the couch where she could see down the hallway of the double-wide mobile home and watch her beloved's ass swing as he went into the bedroom.
Shirley was jabbering about the kids, the relatives and what she had heard from the manager about somebody up in the front of the park.
Norma's eyes kept slipping from watching Shirley go through the routine motions of filling the dishwasher to down the hallway.
Ben knew damned good and well his wife was at the dishwasher on the far side of the trailer, and he looked back at Norma as he did his thing. The bastard stripped off all his clothes and stood naked, down the hall, flicking his limp cock at Norma. The sonovabitch! Her crotch watered as he devilishly motioned for Norma to come into his bedroom.
Norma's face flushed as she glanced at him, naked, beautiful to her sight and damned ornery in his actions. He would shit a hairy squeal if she did go down the hallway, and he knew she couldn't because she had to pretend interest in what Shirley was gargling into the washer, which Norma couldn't hear anyway.
Have your fun, you bastard! I'm gonna torment the shit outta you before I'm done!
Shirley finished her work in the kitchen and came into the living room with Norma, still babbling about something that Norma had agreed with before, though she didn't know what Shirley was even talking about. Norma had the creamy hots from watching Ben in the nude, flicking his prick and inviting her into his bedroom. He had disappeared around the comer and into the shower, timing his actions perfectly with the entrance of his wife into the living room so she couldn't see what a bastard he had been.
Shirley turned on the television set and settled into her usual spot on the end of the couch.
Down the hall and from the bathroom off the master bedroom came the sound of the shower running... and then stopping.
Norma's heart pounded. Her wicked excitement mounted and her crotch wept damply. Minutes more to wait! Not all that long, but it seemed like an eternity!
She glanced down the hall and there stood the devil himself in his wet birthday suit, grinning nastily at her. Damn him! She was gonna have an orgasm before she could even do her little trick to him. Shit! She squirmed in her puddle of juice and tried to concentrate on the dumb thing Shirley was knitting. Who gave a damn about knitting when Ben was naked in the bedroom doorway? Norma knew that bedroom like the back of her hand. She had been fucking Ben in there for years while Shirley was away on a vacation. She had lay on the bed with Shirley when Shirley had had a headache so badly she couldn't lift her head from the pillow. Oh, yes, Norma knew the bedroom well and now she could just imagine going into Ben's arms, being held tightly by his big, strong, construction worker's arms, being directed to the big bed, slipping to the cool, fresh sheet, washed of course by his wife, and melting into sexual oblivion with his cock in her mouth or cunt. His scorching breath up her twat. My God, quit thinking about all that! Jesus, pay attention to Shirley's knitting!
But she couldn't. Norma's gaze was down the hallway as she watched Ben put on his butt-hugger shorts, shove that precious cock of his inside and out of her hungry sight. Then the devil pulled his prick out of the fly front of his pants and continued to dress, put on his T-shirt, brush his black, wavy hair, smear his face with after shave... WHILE HIS COCK STOOD ERECTLY OUT OF HIS SHORTS!
DAMNED BASTARD!
Norma really tried to concentrate on Shirley's knitting, television, anything but her own leaking, oozing snatch and the bastard down the hallway.
It had been years since she had watched a man dress and do his manly things like shave, piss, put on deodorant, brush his hair, dress. Norma hadn't paid much attention to the little things when she had a man around, but now that she didn't, God how she loved to watch Ben! She truly missed the manly things, the tooth paste minus the cap, the dirty clothes in a heap in the bathroom, the smell of grease, sweat, all manly things that now meant so much to her... and she didn't have.
To Norma, before, men were dirty, nasty, vile, filthy sex fiends. Now men were strong, stable, beautiful hunks of flesh that could comfort, love, fuck, give security, do the things no woman could do. To her, Ben was the perfect specimen of manhood, strong arms, handsome, rugged features, tight assed, hard cock, full hairy chest and a sense of humor that wouldn't quit. His face was like God to her. He had strong, deep laugh lines around his sparkling blue eyes. His skin was deeply tanned from days of hard work in the sun. His white teeth gleamed as he gave with his shit-eating grin, his nose was straight and his black hair was streaked with silver. His body was handsomely strong and virile. He was perfect, but Norma wouldn't want him for a husband! No way!
She didn't want to be married to a stud, she just wanted to use one. If she were married to Ben and knew how he stepped out, it would kill her. No, Ben should never have gotten married at all. He was too much of a free soul. But she did love him in her own special way and he did lift her spirits when she was down and he did fuck good! And he was a bastard!
To see him in the bedroom doing his dressing and his cock sticking out of his shorts made her painfully lonesome even in the company of Shirley. Norma knew lonesome feelings even in the middle of crowds. The ache, the hurt, the solitude! Made more so now as she watched Ben being funny, and God did she hurt inside!
Her trick fell flat as she excused herself and ran home in tears.
She banged into her mobile home and plunked down at the kitchen table. The tears rolled as her shoulders shook. She couldn't take much more of this living alone. When even her dirty little tricks backfired on her, she deserved it. She was one foul, nasty, wicked, perverted Jezebel!
She put her head down on her forearms on the table and sobbed and sobbed. She just exploded uncontrollably! Tears flooded as she wept for herself in pity, for her filth in craving Ben's cock, for cheating on her best friend, for everything she had ever done wrong or intended to do wrong. And as for the nasty hole in her pants, disgusting!
Faintly she heard the front sliding glass door open and shut. She shouldn't be crying in front of her young daughters. She didn't want them to think she couldn't cope. She always tried to maintain , but she could not even lift her head now, and the flow of tears couldn't be stopped.
She felt warm hands cup her breasts. The warmth of his hot breath was on her neck as he leaned over her shaking body and kissed her tenderly on the back on the neck.
She whirled around and was in his arms, crying, Norma forgot the world! Forgot her mental kissing him, having him kiss away her tears, LOVING HIM!
Neither said a word. They walked, with her body cradled in his strong arms... to her bedroom and fell on the bed.
"Ben... Ben... " she tearfully sobbed.
She felt her mouth closed by his warm, moist lips. Her face was bathed in his loving kisses as she clung to his strong body for all her life. She felt his big hands take off her clothes without -even looking at her handy sewing work, and drop them onto the floor. As he kissed her on the neck and nibbled on her ears, his clothes got removed easily and hurriedly.
Norma forgot the world! Forgot her mental fighting!
ALL THAT MATTERED WAS THAT HER BEN WAS HOLDING HER AGAINST HIS HOT, NAKED BODY, LOVING HER, CARESSING HER, TOUCHING HER, CHASING AWAY HER LONELINESS' Her breasts were warmed by his big hands, touching, holding, massaging. She tingled as she cried when he slid his very warm hands down her side, encircling her waist and pulling her naked body close to his, holding her, making her come alive with the passion of love and desire. She felt his throbbing cock beat in her pubic hair as she clung to his massive shoulders.
It was as if she was drawing her very life from his strong body. He was her reason for living, breathing, feeling...
Her hands were on either side of his tanned, strong-featured face as she kissed his mouth, his eyes, his cheeks, his nose, his chin. Her hungry mouth all but devoured him. Her tongue licked his separated lips and she plunged into his warm, wet mouth and dug for his very soul!
Her fingers clawed at his back, his shoulders, his ass. She pulled at him, holding him, clutching him, possessing him in her madness for love.
HE GAVE IT TO HER! CALL IT LOVE? CALL IT SEX? CALL IT WICKED, NASTY, ADULTERY! WHATEVER SHE FELT HER SOFT BODY ROLLED TO HER BACK AND HIS HEFTY BODY BETWEEN HER LEGS' SHE CLUTCHED AT HIS BODY, CLAMPED HER LEGS AROUND HIS ASS AND PULLED HIS THROBBING COCK ROUGHLY INTO HER DRIBBLING, SQUISHY, HUNGRY, CRAVING CUNT!
"OH, FUCK ME! GIVE ME YOUR COCK... HARD! OH, MY DARLING, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! GOD, YOUR COCK IS PRECIOUS... HARD... STABBING... I LOVE IT!" she screamed hysterically.
Ben huffed and grunted his beating shaft deeply into her warm, oozing snatch and pumped, jack-hammered, thrust, shoved, ground, hammered!
The ecstasy of his fuck was overwhelming! She loved his fierce thrusts of hard cock! The thrill of feeling his swinging balls smack wetly into her asscrack! His hairy chest against her rigid nipples, teasing, tormenting to ecstasy! His big hands under her ass, lifting her pelvis so he could thrust, heave, pound into her soft, silky, clasping, spasming twat!
Arms and legs intertwined and the mad, wild, frantic fucking went on and on and on!
IN THRUST HIS COCK!
ALMOST OUT, HE PULLED IT PLUNGE IN WITH A FIERCE THRUST OF PRICK!
SLOWLY, ALMOST OUT OF HER DROOLING CUNT SMACK, BANG, PLUNGE, GRIND, BEAT, HEAVE IN, IN, IN!
"OH, MY GOD! I LOVE IT! YOUR COCK! YOUR COCK! YOUR DICK! PRECIOUS! HARD, BEATING, THROBBING! DARLING, THE THICKNESS, THE HARDNESS! I LOVE YOUR COCK! GOOOOD... HHHMMMM... AAAHHH... OOOOOHHHH... I LOVE YOUR FUCKING! UUUUUMMMM!"
He grunted and groaned. His mumblings of her heat, her softness, her clutching muscles all sounded low in his throat as he relentlessly fucked her slobbering, dribbling, simmering, scorching snatch.
Her heels dug into his hard flesh, her fingers clawed, her snatch clamped onto his fucking, ram-rodding cock! Her clit sputtered frantically as she rolled and tossed and wound up on top of his big, hefty body. She rode his cock hard and heavy, up and down, up and down! Roughly she slammed her spasming twat down on his fucking stick, forcing his shaft up to her gut!
The sloshes of oozing juices sounded in her ringing ears! The beautiful soothing smells of her juices drifted to her nostrils as she bounced hysterically on his rigid, blood-gorged, throbbing prick! Her big tits hung to his fevered face, rubbLATHERING... SLOPPING, SQUISHING, SLURPING, OOZING, DRIBBLING! grabbing one nipple and tugging on it and then the other as she swung her breasts in his face. Her smoldering, dazed eyes took in his closed eyed face and she sizzled with passion at the beauty of her man!
She felt his big hands bum into her hip flesh as he forced her already slamming twat down on his throbbing cock!
UP! DOWN! UP! DOWN! SQUISH! SLOSH! SLOP! JUICES FLOWING AND LATHERING... SLOPPING, SQUISHING, SLURPING, OOZING , DRIBBLING ROCK HARD THRUSTS OF COCK POUNDING INTO HER SLIPPERY, TIGHT, CLUTCHING TUBE!
"OOOOOOHHH... AAAAAAHHH... I LOVE IT... YOUR COCK... UUUMMMMMM... HARD... I FEEL IT IN MY GUT... OOOAAAEEE!"
THE EARTH SHATTERING BLAST!
BOTH SHOT THEIR WADS AT THE SAME TIME, .TOSSING, TURNING, ROLLING, CLUTCHING, JERKING, SPASMING!
"OOOOOOHHH... I'MMMMMMM CUUMMMING!" she shrieked.
"EEEIIIAAA... FEEL THAT BLAST OF CUM? FOR YOU, BABY! OOOOOOHHH... AAAAAAHHH... LOVE YOUR SNATCH... YOUR CUNT... YOUR TWAT! HOT! WET! GOOD! HHHHHMMMM... AAAGGGHHH... HHHUUUMPH!"
"OH, MY DARLING... BEN... BEN...
BEN... BEN " Their sweat seared bodies rolled and jerked, smack together with the oozing of sweet cum juice leaking out of her hole, bathing his soft, wrinkly balls, smearing her asscrack and his, drooling over his weakening cock, seeping into her pussy hairs and smearing both of their bellies.
Exhausted and spent, they lay together... gasping for breath.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You don't know how this tears me up to tell you this Ben. I want you to fuck my daughters."
"Are you crazy?" he asked.
"Maybe yes, and maybe no. I'm not sure anymore."
"Why? And why are you all tom up? WHY WOULD YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOUR DAUGHTERS? DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING TO ME? YOU'RE ASKING ME TO DO SOMETHING THAT COULD LAND ME IN THE SLAMMER FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!"
"You know that's not true. I love you too much for anything to happen to you. I need help!"
"You sure as hell do!"
Ben started to walk away. He had been startled when Norma had come out to his construction job at noon. She knew better than to make the guys on his job suspicious of him. Why was she so stupid after being cool for so many years? He couldn't understand her at all!
"Come back here and listen to me!" she yelled after him.
"Do you know that all these guys know my wife and some of them know you or at least have seen you when they've been over to the trailer? What in the hell are you trying to pull? You know you're supposed to be quiet about all this. Why did you come here today? Damn it, Norma, what's with you and why would you want me to fuck your young daughters? You have got to have flipped!"
Norma noticed the tented pants and knew he was turned on by the idea. She had not flipped, but he naturally couldn't understand her at all.
"You could pretend to be looking at my car and seeing what is wrong with it while I explain," she said softly.
"Mumble... nuts... Geez... what the hell... " he muttered, lifting the hood of her car.
As he leaned over the motor, she did, too.
"You're good at lying, so you can figure out something to tell your buddies, I know."
His blue eyes snapped at her, not sparkled or crinkled with devilishment. He was pissed off at her, but he really didn't dare to say too much. If he made her too mad, she could tell his wife about their affair. As a matter of fact, she could even force the issue of having him fuck her two daughters if she really wanted to.
He wouldn't mind fucking those two young things, but God, what of the consequences? He could wind up in the clink for years. And if he didn't do what she asked, he could lose his wife, his kids, everything he had worked for for years. She did have him over a barrel. He might as well listen to her and see what it was she had in mind. Besides, his cock pounded against the radiator of the car as he imagined himself fucking the hell out of one or both lovely girls. He owed it to his mistress to listen to her and the idea was intriguing.
"Ben, I never told you, but little Joanie was raped some months back. She has a terrible opinion of men and is quite frightened of them. While I was taking care of the damage done to her, creaming her little bottom and all, kissing her hurts away and doing my best to tell her all men were not like that homy young man, her sister came in. Now Jean is really down on men, me, everything, except I forced her to use a dildo. I stuck the vibrator up her cunt while little Joanie and I had her tied to the bed. Well, Jean loved the dildo and is now hung up on the machine. Do you see my problem?"
"Ben, I don't want the girls afraid of men! I want them to love sex like I do... and you are the one who made fucking so much fun for me. You're the one who turned me from a frigid, frightened woman into a sex maniac. You made me love fucking. You made me love cocksucking, cunt tonguing, ass fucking, the whole bit. You are so good in bed, that if anyone can help my girls, it's you! Do you understand?
"AND CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW I FEEL ABOUT SHARING YOU? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT PAINS ME TO THINK OF HAVING YOUR PRECIOUS COCK IN ANOTHER'S SNATCH. I LOVE MY DAUGHTERS, TOO! I WANT THEM TO LOVE FUCKING. I DON'T WANT THEM LIKE YOUR WIFE IS NOW AND LIKE I WAS BEFORE YOU GOT AHOLD OF ME! I DON'T WANT A DILDO FREAK ON MY HANDS, NOR A SCARED KID! PLEASE HELP ME!"
Ben looked at her in awe. "I don't believe you. Unreal. Absolutely unreal."
"Ben, help me... I love you so much. You're so good and gentle. You and your precious cock would make everything all right with my girls. Will you at least think about it?" she begged.
Ben looked at her and his blue eyes danced with wickedness. "You are crazy! Yes, I'll think about it. My dick's hard just talking about it. But my God, Norma, how do you think you're gonna get those kids to lie down so I can fuck them? Tell me that? And you have been cool about our affair, up until today. Are your kids gonna shut up? Am I gonna lose my own kids? What if they tell my wife? There are too many risks. And you say you love me? Why, if you love me, would you put me in such a position? You better go home and think this one out. I'll talk to you later.
"And just to keep the record straight, you may love me, or think you do, but I've told you since the very beginning, I have no intentions of losing my wife and kids' respect. I told you you were a piece oh the side. I've used you. You know that! And still you come to me and now want me to use your girls? Norma, are you out of your mind? Go home and think this thing over."
He slammed the hood down on her car and walked off to his job.
Norma felt tears in her eyes and the pain in her heart of his stinging words. She knew he was right. He had never told her he loved her. He had never given her any reason to think he thought anything at all of her. Oh, he did tune her car and mow her lawn and do "neighborly" type things for the divorcee next door. He was always Johnny-on-the-spot for a fuck. But he had never handed her a line. He had been completely honest with her from the very beginning.
Norma got into her car and drove home with tears streaming from her dark eyes. She needed windshield wipers to keep the tears from her eyes.
Once in her mobile home, she watched her two daughters doing their things. Little Joanie played and rough-housed with the dog while the older girl was busy washing her hair. They were such lovely children. She adored them. She worshipped them with all her heart.
She sat quietly on the couch sipping coffee and smoking her cigarette. Could she go through with her plan? Could she actually help Ben fuck her girls? Could she tie one at a time to the bed while she watched her lover kiss the young titties, tongue into the young, hot snatches, stick his fantastic prick into tight little twats?
It would hurt her deeply. She didn't know if she could bare the sight. She was tom between her deep, motherly love for her two daughters, their future happiness with men, their sexual well-being... and her jealous, possessive love for Ben. Her heart nearly broke in half.
"Mom, I'm going out with the girls tonight," Jean said, toweling her long, blonde hair.
"I thought you had a date with that nice young man from the supermarket," Norma said, dragging her thoughts to the present situation.
"Oh, I did, but you know, I really don't need him. I've got the money to pay my own way and what would I need him for?" She strutted down the hallway to her bedroom to get ready to go out.
What would she need a nice young man for? She had her dildo for sexual satisfaction. That was not right! Her daughter ought to know the thrill of being held in a man's arms, of being touched by his warm' hands, of being kissed by his hot, eager mouth, and of being fucked by his hot, stabbing, beautiful cock!
Norma felt so disgusted with herself for ever forcing a damned dildo on her young daughter.
That was one hellova way for her to get broken in! Norma's guilt coursed through her tormented body. She realized she had done everything wrong by trying to do everything right. She had fucked up not only her own life, but her two daughter's as well!
Little Joanie rolled on the floor with her doggie. Her little arms and legs flew as she and the mutt growled at each other and clawed at the carpeting.
Norma watched as the dog sniffed at her daughter all over, playing, barking, growling. His nose sniffed at her little crotch during the play.
"Mama, when are you gonna kiss me and touch me like you did before?" the child asked, abruptly stopping her play with the dog.
"Oh, I thought I had told you, I only did that when you were a child and only when you got raped. That's not something I plan to do to you all the time, dear," she said.
"It just felt so good. For a minute there when the dog sniffed at my bottom, it felt almost as good as when you kissed me down there... and touched me. I thought it was alright to feel all good and tingly."
"It is, dear. It is. Right now, mama doesn't feel too good. I promise I'll take care of your good feelings in a little while. Only I have a good surprise for you and you couldn't guess in a million years what mama has in store for you."
She smiled at her young red-haired child as her heart broke, crumbled, at what she must do. She must forget herself and do her motherly thing.
Norma was going to have to force the issue with Ben. Tonight would be a perfect time for him to screw his cock into little Joanie's tight snatch. Her sister would be gone and just the three of them would be there... herself, her daughter and her lover. Joanie was at the age she would walk through fire if her mother told her to. There would be no problem with the child.
NORMA DIDN'T KNOW IF SHE COULD STAND TO SEE BEN'S HOT, BEAUTIFUL COCK INCHING INTO HER DAUGHTER'S TIGHT, LITTLE CUNT. SHE DIDN'T KNOW HOW SHE WOULD BEAR IT WHEN HE SNORTED HIS FACE INTO THE CHILD'S BEAUTIFUL, PINK CROTCH!
COULD SHE CONTROL HER HYSTERIA? COULD SHE HELP BEN TEACH HER YOUNG DAUGHTER WHAT SEX WAS ALL ABOUT? COULD SHE TAKE IT WHEN HER YOUNG CHILD HAD AN ORGASM BROUGHT ON BY THE MAN SHE LOVED, WOULD HAVE DIED FOR, ADORED?
Norma's heart pounded. Tears trickled from the comers of her eyes.
"What's the surprise, Mama? Why are you crying?" the child asked innocently.
"Because I know you're gonna be so happy tonight when I give you your surprise. I just know you'll love it. I'm happy for you, darling... " AND OH, SO SAD FOR ME! I CAN'T STAND IT! THE THOUGHT OF HIS BEATING, THROBBING COCK INSIDE MY DAUGHTER'S CUNT! HER JOY, HER HAPPINESS... I MUST THINK OF HER! NOT MYSELF! I DON'T OWN HIM! HE'S NOT MINE!
OH, GOD, DON'T MAKE IT HURT ME SO!
CHAPTER EIGHT
That evening Ben stormed over to Norma's house after he had eaten his dinner and showered and his wife had left for a card game with her friends. He had seen one young girl leave and presumed the other to be in bed. He was going to tell Norma off and end their relationship forever! It had gotten out of hand!
What did she think he was? A child molester? The idea had turned him on, but he had more sense than to follow through with it! God! To fuck two teen-age girls! It would be fantastic for his ego and disastrous to his marriage!
He had belted down a couple of drinks and now he was going to let Norma have it with both barrels right between the eyes! He would end it all! He would find some other homy lady to play around with and tell Norma to go straight to hell... even though she had served his cock well for years.
This whole situation was terrible! Vulgar! Rotten! Stinkin!
Even though his cock was rock hard, he would tell her off! No more shoving his cock into her wonderfully warm crotch. She was demanding too much of him... AND, OH! HOW HE WOULD LOVE TO FUCK THOSE TWO YOUNG GIRLS!
HE WOULD NOT! HE HAD MORE CONTROL! HE ABSOLUTELY WOULD NOT FUCK CHILDREN! NO! NO! NO!
Norma heard him crash through her front door without so much as a knock. She smiled at him and went to his arms.
He pushed her away and glared at her. His body raged and he was furiously, fuming mad! And his cock hurt and his balls ached. He would tell her off anyway! His mind was made up! His cock was not, his prick was ready for any hole, hers, the kids', anybody's.
Jesus, life got complicated especially when his body would not pay attention to his head! Damned throbbing cock!
"Don't push me away," she begged.
Norma inched her warm body to his, put her soft hands to his tanned face and kissed his mouth wetly. Her adorable man had come over just as soon as he could. Norma had heard his wife's car leave and now she had her lover in her arms. Maybe tonight he would fuck one of her little girls and help her out that way. If he did fuck little Joanie and she had to coax the child, after he had done his thing with the little girl he could damned well give her oily crotch a tonguing. She could hardly wait for that!
The act of him fucking her daughter was one that would be extremely difficult for her to handle emotionally since she loved him so much, BUT HER MOTHERLY LOVE HAD TO COME FIRST! SHE HAD TO SACRIFICE HER LOVE FOR BEN AND LET HIM FUCK HER THIRTEEN-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER AND GET THE YOUNGSTER STRAIGHT WITH FUCKING A MAN AND NOT CRAVING HER MOTHER'S MOUTH IN HER YOUNG, DELICIOUS CROTCH!
IT WAS A PAINFUL EXPERIENCE NORMA WOULD HAVE TO ENDURE... AND HURT FOR, SUFFER A BROKEN HEART FOR... BUT IT HAD TO BE DONE!
"Quit kissing me! I've got something I wanna get straight with you! Stop that kissing! You're crazy you know."
"Darling, it's just that when I'm with you, I can't control myself. I adore your body, your kisses, your lovemaking. Everything about you. You know I can't keep my hands off you. I love you so much," she cooed, touching, feeling, loving his warmness.
"Stop it! I came over here to tell you that you're carrying all of this too far. I'm gonna end this whole mess. The real topper is when you expect me to fuck your daughters! Jesus, Norma, what's gotten into you?" He kept pushing her hands from his body and if she didn't let him alone, he would have to go home and call her on the phone to get his point across.
She paid no attention to the fact he was trying to talk to her. All she did was to continue to kiss his neck when he stretched his full height to avoid her tender, loving nibbles. She felt for his crotch and he flinched though his nuts ached and his prick was tall and hard.
"Honey, you've got a hard-on and why don't we get rid of that before we talk?" she whispered warmly.
"DAMN IT, NORMA, LISTEN TO ME!" he said emphatically.
"Come on, sweetheart, come with me. Little Joanie's back in her room I think. Come on, baby... for me. Do this thing for me, please. I must mean something to you after all these years. Please, baby," she begged taking his hand and pulling him down the hallway.
Being the size he was, tall, stocky, loaded with muscles, he could have easily resisted, but his prick ached and he really wanted to fuck. His heart pounded at the thought of the youngster's young, sweet cunt. God, he would never be able to hold off long enough to give her the kind of screw she ought to. He had control, but with a young, sweet, innocent girl? Jesus! He grabbed at his aching nuts with one hand while he permitted himself to be led down the hallway of Norma's mobile home.
His head whirled in excited anticipation. Sweat popped out on his forehead and his throbber went wild in his crotch!
Norma smiled back at him as she led him into her daughter's bedroom, her heart was splitting, but she faked the smile for Ben's sake and her child's. This was one of those things she had to do, go through the motions, and cry later. She was in a daze mentally as she entered her little girl's bedroom.
The twin beds with their sparkling white spreads were separated by a white table with a flower girl type lamp, all frills and white, full skirted and lacy shaded. The girls' room was totally feminine and flounced with ruffles and the sweet smell of roses. The sachets in the white chests filled the room with the soft, sweet fragrance.
Little Joanie lay on her belly on her bed glancing through a movie magazine. She turned to smile at her mother.
"We gonna do it tonight? I've been thinkin' about how nice your kisses are and how I tingle when you lick into my slit. Now that Jean's gone, can we? Please, mommie?" the sweet, little freckled-faced redhead asked.
"Ben's here," Norma said stepping to the side and letting Ben peek into the bedroom.
"Oh, I didn't know," Joanie said with a tone of sadness. She knew her mother would take Ben into the bedroom and lie with him. Joanie had kept her mother's secret for years. She knew her own kisses would have to wait. That's the way it had always been, either her mother sneaking out or something when it came to Ben. She could accept that. She had for years. Only tonight she had planned on just her mother and her woman to woman, doing something special.
A tear dribbled down her cheek as she went back to her movie magazine.
Norma led Ben into the child's bedroom and they sat down on the ruffled bed next to Joanie's. Norma felt the pain tug at her heart as she looked at her sweet, little darling sprawled on her bed in her shorts and tee shirt. So young to be hung up on her mother's ass kisses. The poor child didn't stand a chance if Norma backed out of this plan. She watched the full cascade of flaming red hair fall over her child's shoulders and down to the bed as Joanie rested on her elbow's and flipped through the pages.
Ben sat next to Norma on the bed and gazed through his glazed eyes at the young, scrumptious lump of flesh he was supposed to fuck. His heart thudded heavily in his chest rocking his body, ringing his ears. His big hand went to his tented crotch and pushed roughly against his throbber. This was going to be very difficult for him! To use control on such a luscious piece of ass. His eyes looked at the soft, rounded ass in front of him and he ached from his balls to his heart. God, she was so soft looking, so sweet acting, such a doll! He noticed her young, small, firm breasts as she turned to look questioningly at her mother.
Ben gasped as he could well imagine her lovely, rosy nipples, just barely blossoming, just slightly pushing against the thin material. His gaze wandered down her body, rounded little belly, not fully flattened by full mature growth, her smooth little hips just beginning to shape up into womanhood, still the child with the little round body, yet at the same time, a developing young woman with the tiny tits, the rounding hips, the waist that was getting thinner and the belly which in a couple of months would be flat and soft like a grown woman. Now, a child!
YET, ACCORDING TO HER MOTHER, RIPE AND READY! NOT FULLY GROWN, NOT FULLY MATURE, YET INQUISITIVE ENOUGH TO WANT TO KNOW ABOUT SEX, TO ADORE HER MOTHER'S KISSES IN HER CROTCH, ON HER ASS, ON HER LITTLE NIPPLES SCARED OF BOYS AND MEN, YET LOVING THE EMOTIONS AROUSED BY THE TOUCH OF HER MOTHER'S HAND, TONGUE, FINGERS.
THIS WAS UNREAL! THIS WAS HEAVEN! SO THE CHILD HAD BEEN RAPED, SO WHAT. SHE WASN'T A VIRGIN, YET SHE WAS SO SWEET,SO YOUNG, SO INNOCENT!
SO SCARED!
Ben must wait and let Norma make the first move to her young child. He could hardly control his throbbing cock! He felt his cockhead push eagerly against his pants. His testicles, loaded, filled with hot sperm, seemed squished in his pants. He endured the pain knowing he would soon have the most tremendous release he had ever known. IF HE COULD HOLD OUT THAT LONG! ALREADY HE FELT THE SQUISHING OF HIS JUICES SEEPING FROM HIS PEE-HOLE! MY, GOD, HOW WOULD HE EVER MAKE IT, HOW COULD HE HOLD BACK HIS EAGERNESS FOR ANY LENGTH OF TIME? YET, HE KNEW HE HAD TO. HE COULD NOT RUSH INTO FUCKING THIS CHILD LIKE THAT YOUNG BOY HAD DONE' Little Joanie had to know the full loveliness of love, of a fine orgasm, of all the fun foreplay, the mounting emotions, the flaring passions. Ben just didn't know if he was up to it. He had his doubts about his control as his blue eyes glazed and he leered at his intended prey. God, she was so little. Not yet fully grown. Round and cuddly like a soft, warm, lush little ball of sweetness. He could hardly wait for Norma to leave the room so he could have at the kid. His cock thumped, pounded. He felt his skin stretch as the hot blood filled each throbbing vein the entire length of his rock-hard cock.
He was shocked out of his eager thoughts as he heard Norma speak to her child.
"Darling, you know mama loves to kiss your little fanny. You know how good it makes us both feel if I kiss into your little slit and tongue into your tight vagina.
"I have thought and thought about it all, and as much as I love to touch your little titties and kiss your nipples and all, I really think you should get used to a man's touch. It's so much better for a little girl to feel a strong, protecting man's touch. So what I want you to do is to take your clothes off in front of Ben and show him your beautiful little body. I want you to let him touch you. To love you. To caress your breasts."
"No! That ugly boy did that to me! He stuck that thing of his up my hole and hurt me! No! No man's gonna touch me!"
"Dear, Ben's not going to hurt you. He's just going to show you what sex is all about. Not hurt you, but give you more pleasure than mama ever could. You really .should let him touch your little body. Let him just put his hand between your legs. Just feel the loveliness of his tender touch. Please? For mama... " Norma begged.
This was ridiculous when her own crotch slobbered for his touch. To try and get her daughter to "permit" his touch when her own body craved it!
"If you don't want to do that, why don't you unzip his pants and take a look at his nice prick. Touch it. Look at it. Feel the warm, strong vibrations flowing through it. HIS COCK IS NOTHING TO BE AFRAID OF! For mama, please. I don't want you to be a lezzie when you grow up, and the best way to prevent that is for you to learn to love a man's touch. Ben is the best man I know of. Mama wouldn't let him touch you if he was a mean old man who would hurt you! You know that, darling," Norma coaxed.
Joanie glared at Ben. "He's so big! He's a lot bigger than that dumb boy! He'll hurt me!" she sobbed.
Norma went to her daughter on her knees and hugged the child to her breasts.
"Sweetie, I'm bigger than that dumb boy and I didn't hurt you. Ben's a man, a loving, tender man, not a homy, inexperienced boy. Ben will not hurt you, I promise. I'll stay right here and watch him so he doesn't. If you don't like what he does to you, all you have to do is to tell mama and I'll make him stop. Now at least give it a try, please?" She smiled sweetly at her young child while inside her guts crumbled, her heart broke, and the lump in her throat was almost suffocating her.
Damn her! What does she think I'm gonna do, put on a show for her? Jesus, I could handle this better myself. But no, she has to stick her damned nose into her little girl's sex life. Thank God she's not my mother-in-law or I'd kill her on the spot!
"Why don't you just leave?" he asked of Norma. "I can handle this situation myself, I think. I have before without an audience."
"NO! NO! MY MAMA HAS TO STAY! YOU KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF A ME! IF MY MAMA SAYS YOU CAN TOUCH ME... MAYBE!" the child shrieked.
"Shit! I'm gonna go home and jack off. I can't take this," he said, clutching his crotch, standing, and starting for the door.
Norma was in the middle of a heart-ripping situation. She knew Ben was not above going home and giving himself a hand-job, since he had the fear of going to the slammer anyway and he knew she would come running over to get a piece of tail anyway. So why ruin his life, possibly forever for the sake of some young kid. But the young kid was her lovely daughter and no sacrifice was too great for her child. The child who had been sexually abused and now would have that all corrected by a man who could fuck better than anybody she knew. Her crotch watered at just thinking about what he could do with both hands tied behind his back and just using his tongue! My, God, he had to help her with her daughter!
Norma grabbed Ben just as he was almost to the bedroom door.
"Damn you! Sit down! Now you do as I tell you, or else!"
Norma was no physical match for him, but she could blackmail him into fucking her daughter. "I'm scared to death," he mimicked.
Norma stretched her hand to her young daughter as her other hand shoved Ben to the bed.
"Come here, dear, mama wants to show you something. Something so precious and dear. It's very difficult for me to show you, hard for me to share, but if you weren't so dear to me, I wouldn't even think of it. " Little Joanie came close to her mother who was on the bed, beside where she had pushed Ben. Joanie watched in awe at her mother's handiwork. The child never thought her mother would ever do what she was doing.
Ben lay flat on his back with his hands, palms upward as if in complete submission. His heart thrust against his chest walls and he gasped for breath. His hard cock was ready and he was eager, even if the whole thing was wrong, who gave a damn? And what choice did he have if Norma was going to .tell his wife if he didn't do as he was told. His head rambled back and forth. He could easily get up, knock the shit out of Norma and tell her he would never be back! He could... but he wouldn't. He was so hot and ready for young pussy, he could hardly breathe! His pants tented and pounded in eager anticipation! God, make her hurry! No, don't. Maybe he could get up the courage to leave this terrible... wonderful... awful... terrific place.
HE WAS STUPID TO THINK HE COULD POSSIBLY PASS UP A FUCKING EXPERIENCE LIKE THIS ONE!
"See, darling, mama is just gonna unzip his pants. Always do this easily since we wouldn't want to catch his precious nuts or dick or hair in the zipper, would we? No, we're not mean or nasty like that dumb young boy.
"Now see? He's got his shorts on, but he doesn't always wear them. Look how cute his shorts wiggle when his dick gets jumpy under the material. That means he's anxious for you to see his cock. Isn't that nice? Ben's anxious to help you overcome your fear of men and their cocks. Isn't he a darling man?" Norma panted.
Joanie's eyes gaped at the moving shorts and flinched. She knew that thing under his shorts was the same thing that had caused her pain, and she was terrified of it!
"Touch his shorts," Norma urged.
The youngster shook her head and withdrew her hands to behind her back.
Ben was in tormented agony. This was so dumb, stupid, agonizing! He held back his urge to grab the child and fuck the hell out of her... or even Norma. No, that's what she craved. He wouldn't fuck her. He would tease her, torment her, make her crave, cry for his cock. She was being cruel to him in her own agonizingly slow way. HE COULDN'T STAND IT! HIS HIPS SHIFTED TO HUMP SLIGHTLY!
"Make him stop!" the child screamed.
Norma put her hot hand on Ben's pelvis and held him still while her other hand unpopped his shorts.
"Now, darling, look at his lovely, dark, curly hair. So silky, so soft. Please touch it, feel it. Nothing bad's gonna happen to your hand, just such sweet softness. For mama, please do," she urged.
Hesitantly the child slipped a finger to Ben's pubic hair and touched like a child afraid of a dog or cat might do... waiting for the bite. After a few minutes, she smiled at her mother.
"His hair curls around my finger," she said happily.
"Isn't that lovely? Ben, don't you think that's cute? Look at your dark hair around little Joanie's finger. Isn't that adorable?" A tear stung painfully at her eye. Her daughter's finger in her lover's pubic hair! NORMA THOUGHT SHE WOULD SCREAM FROM THE UNBEARABLE PAIN IN HER BODY!
"Real cute," he said sarcastically.
Ben felt the child's hand, hot, fingering, tormenting, as she played in his dark patch. God, he couldn't keep his jerking cock still. His testicles pained him terribly! He wanted to cum! All over the child's playful hand! God, what did Norma expect out of him? He was only human! Hot, horny, human! He squirmed uneasily as Norma tugged on his shorts.
"Now, I'm gonna show you the most beautiful sight in the world. Ben's got a gorgeous, beautiful, smooth cockhead. Just you look as mama pulls down his pants. I want you to see his crown... so beautiful... gives so much pleasure... you'll adore his cockhead, my darling," she said softly, licking her lips and tears of desire streaming down her cheeks.
"Why are you crying, Mama?" little Joanie asked.
"Because I'm showing you the most precious, most beautiful, lovely sight in the world. I'm sharing a beautiful moment with you, my darling child. It's just too lovely a time not to cry ..Her gut ached, her snatch wept, her heart broke as she shared the lovely moment with her young daughter...
NORMA PULLED DOWN BEN'S SHORTS AND EXPOSED HIS RIGID, ROCK-HARD COCK TO HER YOUNG DAUGHTER!
Ben's prick moved slightly, his pisshole glistened of trickling, sparkling juice, his thick stem rippled of thick blood-filled veins. He felt his gut contract and gnaw for a cunt! God, the pain in his balls was unbearable!
Norma forgot her young daughter for the moment when she saw her lover's precious cock!
TEARFULLY, JOYFULLY, PASSIONATELY, SHE FELL ON HIS CROTCH WITH HER OPEN MOUTH AND LATHERED HIS JUICING PRICK WITH HER HOT, MOIST, SUCKING KISSES! HER CHEEKS HOLLOWED AND PUFFED AS SHE TUCKED HIS SMOOTH PRICKHEAD INTO HER MOUTH, LOVING IT, ADORING IT, WHIPPING HER FEVERISH TONGUE AROUND HIS STIFF STEM, TASTING OF HIS HEAVENLY JUICE, CRAVING HIS COCK DOWN HER NECK, UP HER CUNT, STUFFED IN HER ASSHOLE... ANYWHERE!
BEN'S COCK! HER COCK!
Her hot hands encircled his pumping pelvis as she shoved his throbbing cock deeper into her mouth, lathering his beating, pounding, throbbing cock with all of her spilling over slobber.
"MY GOD, MY GOD, I LOVE YOU, I ADORE YOU, YOU DELICIOUS COCK! MY PRECIOUS, DELICIOUS DICK, MY LOVELY, BEAUTIFUL COCKHEAD! GOD!" she whispered to his blood-gorged whang.
Her fingers massaged his fully loaded hot rocks ever so tenderly, lovingly.
"MAMA! THAT'S TERRIBLE! MAMA! STOP IT! HOW AWFUL!" little Joanie screeched.
The child was struck with horror as she watched her mother gobble in Ben's rock-hard cock and suck the thing and tongue it and lather it with kisses. She gasped and put her hands to her mouth in awesome disgust.
Norma pulled her mouth off of Ben's throbbing, pulsating cock and wiped his juices and her slobber away.
"I'm sorry, dear. Mama just got carried away with love for his cock. See, that's the way it should be with you. You should want to love EVERY PART, EVERY ORGAN, EVERY INCH of the man you fuck, love, adore. I'm sorry if I shocked you, but, darling, this man means so very much to me. That's why I want to share him with you. He is so very precious to me . .
Tears streamed down her soft face as she tried to focus her eyes on her young daughter.
Ben rolled to his side and groaned as he grabbed his beating cock and aching nuts.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH... AAAGGGHHHHHH... UUMMMMMM... I GOTTA CUMMMMMM, I CAN'T HOLD BACK... OOOOOOUUUUUU... HUMPH... EEEEEE," he muttered, tolling, tossing, clutching his throbber with his big hand.
"I'll help you, my darling," Norma said softly.
She climbed up on the bed on top of him, slid her panties to the side and stuck his stiff cock slam hard into her leaking cunt. Her spastic muscles squeezed hotly around his beating prick. Her head tossed back as her heavenly rapture soared and she jumped up and down, slide his cock in and almost out of her torridly bubbling twat.
"OHHHHHH, MY, GOD, SO GOOOOOODDDDDD... HARD... UUUMMM, I LOVE IT! MY DARLING! FUCK ME GOOD! AAAGGGHHHHHH... HHHHHHUUU- UUUMMMMMM... AAAAAAHHHHHH... " Her thighs pushed and relaxed forcing her cunt up and down his stiff, pulsating cock. She came down hard on his rugged shaft to feel his juice-gorged testicles smack wetly against the back of her slick slit. Her bubbling, boiling juices streamed like a flood, an undamned rush of released passion!
The rapture of her lover's prick was unbelievable! She rode his rugged cock like a wild, frantic maniac. She adored the wet slapping of his pelvis against her widely spread slit, her body flashed with the feverish joy that only his stabbing cock could produce. Her dark head bounced and her short curls flounced as she slid up and down his lathered dick.
She felt his stiff cock pulsate deeply inside her clutching, grabbing hole as she plunged down roughly on his upshot cock. Oh, the glory, the thrills that shivered up and down her spine, the heavenly bliss, the beautiful sexual act of a woman in love, desperately in love with the man who could easily stick it to her!
"OH, MY DARLING! UUUMMMMMM... AAAGGGHHHHHH... EEEEEEIII... UUUUUUHHHHHH... SO GOOD... SO BEAUTIFUL... I LOVE YOUR DICK! I LOVE YOUR PRECIOUS, HARD, THROBBING PRICK! I CAN FEEL IT ALL THE WAY UP MY BELLY! MY WHOLE BODY CAN FEEL THE STIFF, ROUGH BEATS... THE THROBS . . THE DELICIOUS PULSATIONS... MY GOD! MY GOD! I LOVE IT! FUCK ME HARDER!
"DON'T CUM YET! LET ME FEEL YOUR PRICK SHOVED UP MY HOLE! OHHHHHH... MY DARLING!" she whispered, panting for breath, heaving her body up and down, up and down on his oozing shaft.
She felt his thrusting pelvis shove and relax, flex and release, pump his cock into her slippery, squishy hole, the fire of his digging prick flamed in her clutching snatch!
Her fully clothed body bounced up and down lustily on his thumping dick while his stiff cock felt the elastic of her lacy panties, slid to the side of her snatch crack, while the mutual, happy fuck thrilled them both to ecstasy! His heart nearly burst with the joy of having his dick shoved into her wet, slippery, fiery twat but his unusual amount of fervored heat was due to the fact he kept thinking it was her young daughter's twat he was fucking!
His dark head turned to look at the young girl watching the whole sex act. His glazed eyes watched the young girl, stared at her young, sweet body, burned at her crotch while Norma flung her heated body over his to grind his hot, stiff dick up against her womb. His arms encircled her body but his mind encircled that of her young daughter's. His breath was hot in her ear as he humped his prickly cock stiffly into her dribbling twat. The juices flowed, the delicious smells of fucking seeped to their noses, the wild gyrations, the flinging arms and legs, the humping, pumping, fucking was wild, hot, erratic!
"MY CLIT'S GONNA BURST! MY GOD! THE STIFFNESS OF YOUR DICK... NEVER BEEN SO GOOD! I LOVE IT! OOOHHHHHH... AAAHHH... I WANT IT TO LAST FOREVER! MY GOD! UUHHH... I'M GONNA CUMMM... I CAN'T HOLD IT BACK!! I GOTTA LET GO! JESUS! MY GOD! OOOHHHHHHHH... " Her exuberance was exotic, ravishing, consuming as she devoured his stabbing prick deeply into her clutching twat and clamped her vaginal muscles tightly around his pulsating, beating cock. She felt every jerk, every twinge, every hearty beat of his dick! Her whole body quivered at his fierce throbs of wonderful cock! Such exquisite glory she had never felt, never quite had before. This fuck was the best he had ever given to her! She loved every minute of it, every second, every tingle, each splurge of her juices, all his spurting, jetting juices as the two of them came together in one mutual, frantic, hysterical orgasm! His arms encircled her body holding her hips down tight to his shooting cock.
She felt his fountain of hot, gushing cum flood up her boiling, bubbling twat as her vaginal muscles clamped, grabbed, spasmed around his pulsating, blasting cock!
"OOOOHHHHHH... MY DARLING... MY SWEETHEART... SO GOOOOOOOOODDD! DO IT TO MY DAUGHTER JUST LIKE YOU DO IT TO ME! MY GOD! HEAVEN! GLORIOUS! I LOVE IT! FUCK LITTLE JOANIE JUST LIKE THIS... " I'LL FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL BETTER THAN THIS! I'LL GIVE YOUR CHILD THE BEST I CAN! OH, GOD, I CAN FEEL HER TINY, SOFT LABIA, HER SWEET, YOUNG TWAT, HER DELICIOUSLY TIGHT SNATCH, HER SOFT, PINK SKIN JUST SLIGHTLY DAMP AND INNOCENT... OH, YES, MY DARLING... I'LL FUCK YOUR DAUGHTER... BETTER THAN YOU!
He gasped and muttered, "I'll have to wait a minute. You were so good, you knocked my cock down to a nub."
He was only too eager to get his cock up again! Next time it would sink into a hot, little, young twat so deliciously sweet... HE SHIVERED JOYFULLY!
CHAPTER NINE
Norma smiled as she rolled her satisfied body off his weak cock! Oh, the joy of her lover's dick. Now he would be kind enough to help her with her darling daughter. How sweet of him. He was an absolute jewel. She adored him for his unselfishness. She knew he didn't want to fuck the youngster, but he would do it for her. He was so sweet, so considerate.
She wallowed in the deliciousness of the leaking jism which flowed from her relaxed cunt. She adored the feeling of his hot sperm and her own love juices leaking out of her well fucked hole. The warm liquid made her glow all over knowing she had a part of him deep within her body. Each little squish of love juice made her melt with love passion for her man. She simply adored him and that was all there was to it.
"Mama, I can't do that awful thing. That boy hurt me. How can you do that with him? Isn't it terrible? Why do you like it so much? That stuff stinks and it's nasty. Ugh! That's really dirty," little Joanie said, looking disgusted.
The child thought her mother looked vulgar lying beside the man with the limp thing hanging out of his pants. Her mother stank of that juice. Just like she had stunk when the boy raped her. No, the whole idea of a man touching her was too repulsive. Terrible. No, she just couldn't have his dirty hands on her and to think that he would stick that dirty thing into her body still reeking of her mother's bottom almost made her sick to her stomach.
Ben lay happily dreaming about fucking the little girl. Yeah, he would do it even if Norma was watching. Might make it more exciting if the mother did watch although his body tingled at just the thought of sticking it to the little girl. He felt tremors of passionate excitement shoot through his body as he lay beside Norma. His cock jerked, staggered, tried to get stood up. Man, he was anxious!
He looked at the child and motioned her over to him.
She wouldn't budge. No way was he gonna touch her with his stinky hands!
"I just want you to look at my cock. See, the thing is weak and limp. It's not gonna hurt you. Just take a look at it. Shall we give it a name? Then we can use the name and not the words like cock or dick or prick," Ben said, trying to be helpful along with getting the little girl's confidence. He didn't want a wild rape scene with the child screaming and fighting.
Joanie would not move. "That thing stinks and I can see it from here. Besides, I've heard all the words before. You don't have to treat me like a child," she said indignantly.
"You're acting like one," Norma put in.
"I am not!" Joanie said. "Just because I don't happen to like a dirty, stinky thing doesn't mean I'm a child."
Ben got up off the bed and Joanie cringed to the top of her white fluffy bed. "Don't you touch me!"
Ben smiled his usual devilish smile and walked out of the room and to the bathroom. The sound of the shower running, the slam of the linen closet door, the tinkling of his urine in the toilet all were heard by the child.
Norma reached for her daughter. She took the child's hand in hers and held it.
"Joanie, I don't want you to so crave my mouth and my fingers that you become so perverted and will never marry and have children and know the joy of having a man make love to you. Ben's trying to do everything in his power to help you. He's doing it as a favor to me and he wants to help you. I do wish you'd do as he says. I'll be right here in the room and if he hurts you, all you have to do is tell him. He's not an animal!" Norma soothed her shaking child.
Joanie trembled, fully expecting a naked man to come charging into her bedroom and rape her. She was surprised when Ben reappeared fully dressed. His dark curly hair sparkled with tiny droplets of shimmering water and his face had a big, broad grin. He sat down on the bed next to the quaking child and gave her a swat on the fanny.
He had taken a cold shower so he was sort of in control... that along with the fact he had just fucked Norma. He felt secure in his control.
Terror sparked from Joanie's eyes as she noticed his left big hand on her little fanny.
"What does your mother do that makes you feel really good?" he asked in a soft, low tone.
Hesitantly the child answered, "She kisses me."
Ben leaned forward and gave the child a peck on the end of her freckled nose.
"Hurt?" he asked.
"That's not where she kisses me, and no it didn't hurt. I've been kissed better than that by a boy in the sixth grade. Really!" Joanie crossed her round little arms under her small breasts and looked at the big man in sheer exasperation.
Ben felt the tingle in his crotch as he lowered his head to the child's hips and kissed her warmly through the shorts. He looked up at the child's face to get her reaction as he nibbled down her shorts to her bare thigh. He smiled as he felt her flinch slightly and he saw the tiny goosebumps rise on her thighs.
Patience was the word. He could hold his cock in line for this delicious morsel of sweetness.
Ben's hot breath burned against the little one's bare thigh and she liked it when his warm mouth opened slightly. She felt his moist lips tracing across her quivering flesh. At the touch of his hot, moist tongue on her thighs, the child shook openly.
Joanie felt her body turned on its back while Ben's talented mouth nipped tiny nibbles as he closed in on the inner part of her rounded thighs.
Joanie looked at her mother who was watching, jealously, from the other bed. Joanie needed her mother's approval and got it by a very shaky smile, while rage, jealousy, and almost hatred flooded Norma's body. Her Ben was being TOO helpful, he was enjoying his project too much! She hated him for it and would tell him so, but right now her child's mental health was at stake, and she would use control. Her stomach burned and itched with desire as she knew what he would do next.
Norma watched, almost feeling Ben's tongue, his hot breath, his tender touches.
Joanie was propped up on her elbows as she lay on her back watching the big man nip at her thighs. She held her legs tightly together as his tongue worked between the pressed together flesh. She quivered as his tongue inched up and up towards her crotch while all the while his big, warm hands caressed her soft, young flesh. The child watched his dark head move across her thighs, nibbling, nipping at her sweet, soft, peaches and cream skin. He kissed her legs all over, working from her thighs down to her knees and back up on her inner thighs.
Little Joanie's edginess eased slightly as she watched Ben's dark head bob around her legs and she caught a glimpse of his flickering blue eyes from time to time as he kept watching her for panic.
She felt Ben's hands try to separate her tightly clamped legs, but she tightened up with fear, so he quit. She liked his kisses and she cringed with excitement as his nose touched at her crotch while his tongue whipped from the top of one lovely, young, rounded thigh to the other.
Strange happenings occurred in her crotch. She felt the twinges of heated excitement and her tinkler was doing all sorts of tricks in her tightly clenched slit. Hs tongue was not helping matters any. She wanted to separate her legs, but fear would not permit her to do so. She adored the way his big hands caressed up and down her little legs as his mouth kissed at the hemline of her short shorts.
Little Joanie almost flipped her cookie when she felt his tongue slip under the hemline of her shorts and touch her thin pubic hair! She quickly clamped her thighs so close together her legs were almost crossed.
"Feel good, baby?" he whispered hotly into her crotch.
She had forgotten his hands as they worked to separate her legs, she was so shocked by his tongue getting to her hot little seat. Before she was aware of what had happened, his hands were between her thighs, separating the soft flesh and opening up her clothed crotch for his hot breath.
"MAMA!" she squealed in a panic.
Mama was having such a difficult time controlling her emotions that all she did was smile while she felt her own clit flutter and trickles of hot juice drain down her snatch.
Ben stopped his actions flat. He didn't backtrack and let the child put her thighs together again, but he waited to let her adjust to the fact she was wide open to his face in her crotch. As he felt her relax slightly, he stuck his finger inside her jeans and panties. He wiggled his finger against the soft, luscious flesh of her warm pussy.
His face was right at her crotch as he whispered hotly, "You okay? I'm not gonna hurt you, baby. Just love you the way a man should love a woman. Does my finger feel good?"
Joanie squirmed to avoid his finger and her actions just served to get his wiggling finger right into the most soft, warm, damp slit he had ever had the glory to feel!
She was very mixed up! He had called her a woman and that made her feel all grown up, but she had this terrible fear of being hurt. She just could not relax at all! Her crotch was making everything all topsy-turvey. His breath scorched through her jeans and his finger wiggled and she did like the feelings that rippled through her body... BUT...
"It's okay. Your mother is sitting right there watching. She knows I'm not gonna hurt you. I would never hurt a lovely woman like you. You're too sweet, beautiful, darling to me. Your body is beautiful, what I can see and feel of it, and believe me, sweetheart, I wouldn't do anything to hurt you at all. You're like a little doll to me. Sweet, warm... just a darling," he whispered, scorching his breath into her crotch and wiggling his finger in the sweetness of her damp pussy.
Joanie felt warmness seep through her hesitant body. His words were so flattering, his finger did feel good, he was nice and easy with her, BUT HE DID HAVE ONE OF THOSE COCKS! AND SHE WAS AFRAID! SHE HAD BEEN HURT ONCE! NO MATTER HOW NICE BEN WAS BEING TO HER, HE WAS GOING TO HURT HER!
Tears flooded her eyes as her confusion built and her emotions climbed. Her body was old enough, big enough, but her fear was bigger.
She struggled to get her thighs together and he let her, keeping his finger wiggling against her erect little clit. He did not let her get totally away!
"MAMA! I'M AFRAID OF HIS THING! DON'T LET HIM DO IT TO ME! ! PLEASE, MAMA! AND DON'T TIE ME LIKE WE DID TO JEAN. I CAN'T LET HIM TOUCH ME! PLEASE, MAMA!" the child begged.
Ben's hot, moist lips kept nibbling at her thighs and his finger kept flicking her clit. The child slithered and tried to get away from the big man who by now had her legs under his body.
He couldn't quit now! His hand was in the honey pot and as good as her little crotch felt, his throbber stretched and thumped with excitement.
No way was he about to back off and fuck the old lady again!
HE WANTED THIS CHILD'S YOUNG TWAT, AND HE MEANT TO HAVE IT!
He whipped his ass around to where her shoulders were.
"Now, we'll play a game," he said breathlessly.
"What?" she asked in a quivering voice.
"I'll do something to you and you do something to me. We'll start by you taking my prick out of my pants. It's not gonna hurt you. You saw your mother jump for joy when she got hold of it. Now, you act like the woman you are, and unzip my pants, pull the thing out and see if it looks so deadly and, if you think my prick's gonna hurt you. Now you do like I say," he commanded.
Joanie was not used to a man telling her what to do, only a school teacher, and they always had to be obeyed. Hesitantly she unzipped the big man's pants to his shorts. She undid his shorts like her mother had done before. She was not startled by all his dark pubic hair since she had felt his curls before.
Carefully, she pulled his shorts down while he lifted his ass up off the bed.
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH! IT'S SO BIG!" she said in awe. She hadn't seen much of his cock before because her mother had stuffed the luscious thing in her mouth as soon as she could see it and then had shoved the throbber up her cunt, so little Joanie was shocked to see what had been limp and weak... SO STRONG AND HARD AND JERKING AROUND WITH THROBS!
"THAT'LL NEVER FIT IN ME! I CAN'T DO IT! UGGGHHHHHH," the child said flatly and brazenly.
"I didn't say I was going to stick it in you. I said look at my dick. Touch it. Feel it jerk around. Do you know why it's jerking around? Because it's looking for your nest. My prick wants to crawl into your sweet little nest and cuddle up all nice and warm. My dick needs your sweet pussy to love it, hold it, hug it. That's all. My cock loves your darling pussy.
"See the way it's oozing shiny juice? That's because when it finds your little lovehole, it'll slide in easily. No hurt. That's like cream. A nice, soft, slippery cream that'll make your sweet little twat easy to take my prick. Touch me."
"Please touch me. Even if we don't do it, at least touch me. Make me feel good. Your little hands would make me so happy, please?" he asked softly.
How could the child refuse him. He was so good to her. He made her crotch simmer juicily and he was not hurting her... and besides that thing of his was jerking around just like it was looking for her hole. It had a head on it that shimmered of shiny juice, and his pisshole did look like an eye searching for her twat.
She looked at the tall, rigid muscle and noticed the ripples of thick, blood-gorged veins poking out all over on the way to the cockhead. The way his cockhead looked to the little girl, it was sort of like a cock-eyed mushroom with an eye in the top. The stem was a little fat for a mushroom. Her eyes looked at the prick and she was interested and yet afraid. She put her finger to his beating cock and heard him groan.
"Did I hurt you?" she asked, withdrawing her hand.
"Oh, no, baby, your finger just felt so good . . he moaned.
He was ever so careful to keep his finger in her crotch and on her little clit. Even though her legs were closed tightly, he could easily move his finger in the slippery slickness of her tender, soft crotch, which made her tremble and squirm.
If he would only let her crotch alone, she could take more interest in his thing. His dick fascinated her. The thing jerked and moved a little and trickles of bubbling juice oozed out of his pisshole like a very low gurgling fountain. She watched his prick as they lay in the sixty-niner position on their sides.
Her crotch was tingling really good as she reached out to touch his cock. She was getting braver now that she knew he wasn't going to stick that big, rough thing in her twat and rape her like that nasty boy did. She felt really courageous as she gripped her hand around his throbbing cock.
"It's making beats and pounds in my hand," she exclaimed.
"Because its excited and likes the feeling of your hand," he groaned, painfully, excruciatingly agonized. This was really testing his patience.
"The top is smooth and slippery! Really soft! I like the bubbles of stuff coming out the hole!" she squealed in delight.
"You better not touch my cockhead. It'll shoot off and you'll get a handful of cum all over you. You'd like the feel of that, too, but why don't you touch my balls and see how soft they are?"
Ben wanted to save his orgasm for in her small, tight snatch and at the rate she was going, he was going to have ten orgasms before he finally got to fucking her, and wouldn't that be the shits if he finally got her crotch opened up and he couldn't get his cock hard... one more time!? Damn, that would be hell!
Ben groaned as he felt her little pudgy hands on his balls, touching, feeling, pinching the soft testicle skin. He warned her to be very careful or she'd hurt him by her pinching. He lay with his finger wiggling in her warm twat and wishing he could keep his mind on the snow capped mountains of Idaho or someplace other than on her young cunt. He had to cool his thumping cock or he was gonna cum all over everything and have to start all over and he couldn't stand to wait much longer!
Joanie was thrilled at his soft testicle skin and the thumping of his thick stem and his super-soft cockhead and the fountain of trickling, oozing juices. She played happily with his sex organ and he held back and endured her tormenting, aching of his testicles and prick. Oh, how he wanted to grab her young twat and fuck the hell out of her, but he had to wait!
WAIT! PATIENCE! ALL IN GOOD TIME HE WOULD FUCK THE LITTLE GIRL! IF HE COULD STAND THE ECSTASY OF HER TINY FINGERS PLAYING, TICKLING, FINGERING HIS COCK AND NUTS!
BEN THOUGHT HE WOULD GO NUTS WITH PLEASURE!
The tender little fingers touched his soft-skinned nuts as softly as if the child were playing with a soft kitty. Her exploring, pudgy little hands touched his throbbing cock stem and she giggled playfully at the wild beats of his hot blood rushing up and down his heavily veined shaft. What she really dug on was his soft, slippery cockhead. Her little fingers slipped across his prickhead touching his oozing pisshole. She liked the super slickness of his glans and smiled as her tiny fingers slipped and slid.
"Sort of like one of those wet things I slide on in the back yard when the water splashes on it and makes it like a slide," the child giggled.
She was completely relaxed and loving every minute of her explorative play.
"The skin on your balls is so soft... " she said in awe. "And the little things inside, you know, that move around under the skin, really neat."
Ben moaned as his thumper throbbed hotly and steam almost shot out of the top of his head. He was so hot he was ready to explode! He had always prided himself with being able to hold a hard-on for a long time, but this kid and her hot little hands was driving him nuts. And to look through glazed blue eyes and see her mother really got to him. He knew how she felt, all warm and moist and softly caressing, he could just imagine the vaginal tube of this sweet, young girl.
"OH. GOD, HHHMMMMMM," he moaned hotly.
His hips swayed provocatively as he let the child mess around.
"This's really fun," Joanie said happily.
"Oh, yeah," Ben groaned, slithering and pumping his pelvis.
"How come you move like that? Am I tickling you?" she asked.
"Your hand feels so good. Why don't you let me play with your little bottom and let you feel how good my hand would feel in your crotch. I promise I won't hurt you at all. You'll love every minute of it... " he moaned, wiggling his finger in the child's soft, damp pussy.
Joanie looked at her mother, who was sweating and squirming in her own juices as she watched. Norma nodded her approval. Her smoldering eyes kept their gaze on the cock she so craved, wanted, desired... and would not get. That cock would soon be inside her darling daughter's little hole. Norma had to fight back the passionate tears that seeped out of the comers of her dark eyes making her mascara run and bum her eyes. She would let it happen and then she would flee the room in a blast of hysterical tears. Not yet. She had to see her young daughter get fucked and make sure the child liked it... and then part of her motherly responsibility would be fulfilled.
Joanie hesitated about letting the big man mess with her private parts. She was completely occupied with his long, throbbing cock and she adored watching the thing bob around and ooze sparkling juices from the crown hole.
"Come on, baby, spread your little thighs for me. Let me have some fun, too," Ben urged.
"Wellllll, all right," she smiled and her freckled nose crinkled.
Ben was only too eager to slide his big hand between her soft, warm legs and push his palm up against her steaming, little crotch.
"Like that?" he asked, huffing and puffing his breath.
"Yeah, it's okay. I guess," she said.
"My hand would feel better if you didn't have your shorts on. Then I could feel your softness just like you're feeling my slippery prickhead. Wouldn't that be nice?" he gasped, swinging his pelvis gently.
If there ever was a hell, with a slight attachment of heaven, this was it.
And in his heavenly hell, HER MOTHER SUPERVISED THE WHOLE FUCKING PROCEDURE! TYPICAL OF AN OVERPOSSESSIVE MOTHER! JESUS CHRIST! DAMN IT TO HELL! HE COULD HAVE HAD THIS KID SCREWED A LONG TIME AGO IF HE'D HAD HIS WAY! THIS WAS SHEER HELL!
LET THE KID PLAY WITH HIS COCK UNTIL HE WAS SO HOT AND THROBBING HE COULD HARDLY HOLD BACK... AND THEN HAVE TO FEEL HER UP. GOD, BY THE TIME HE GOT AROUND TO FUCKING THE CHILD, HIS COCK WOULD BE PARALYZED AND IN SHOCK... IF NOT COMPLETELY DEAD! DAMN!
Joanie lifted her firm, round ass and let Ben tug her tight shorts down and off.
She heard him gasp and grunt as his glazed eyes looked at her sweet puffed, soft lips with traces of light red hair and his face was drawn to her crotch like a moth to the flame. He couldn't resist kissing the soft flesh of her labia. He moaned heatedly as his tongue automatically traced to the tip-top of her small crease which held her land of paradise. My, God, his balls ached.
He hungrily licked and kissed the child's red patch of hair and worked his hot, slobbering tongue into her pink, moist, hot slit.
His big hands held her young thighs apart while his thick fingers stroked her soft pubic hair and parted her delicious snatch crack.
He nearly had a stroke as he eyed the young, tender, pinkish flesh... sparkling with warm moisture, tantalizing him, tormenting his cock, making him breathe heavier, thrilling his entire body to prickly heat!
He had never seen anything so lovely, so beautiful, so luscious as this young, sweet, darling crotch... spread for his hot, watering tongue. Her cute little lovebud was all erect and fluttered softly like the wings of a dove as his face touched into her loveliness. His tongue tipped her rigid clit and his whole body seemed to melt into a puddle of hot, smoldering slosh. God, he was in awe of her beauty. Her lusciousness!
He shuddered at the splendid sight of the little darling's widely splayed slit. He whisked his big body around between her legs, dragging his cock from her hands. He hardly heard her complaints about being left empty handed.
She propped back up on her elbows and watched his dark head between her legs. She jumped as his tongue touched her young clit.
"What're you doin' down there? God, that was like a shock of electricity," she said squirming.
She felt his fingers hold her hips while his thumbs kept her soft labia separated for his flushed face. His bare ass was up in the air and his throbbing cock smacked up tightly against his hairy belly as he tongued into her sweet crotch.
THE TASTE OF HER JUICES, THE SMELL OF HER SWEET, YOUNG WOMANHOOD, THE FEEL OF HER SOFTNESS! DROVE HIM CRAZY WITH PASSION! HIS NOSE SNORTED IN HER DELICIOUS AROMA WHILE HIS TONGUE LAPPED IT UP! HIS TEETH NIPPED ON HER TINY, ERECT CLIT! HIS MOUTH WATERED FOR MORE OF HER LOVELINESS!
HIS TONGUE RIMMED HER VAGINAL OPENING SENDING SPARKS OF UNKNOWN PASSION ZOOMING THROUGH HER YOUNG, TWITCHING, SHAKING BODY!
THE CHILD TRIED TO MOVE, TRIED TO SLITHER AWAY FROM THE EXQUISITE PLEASURE THAT SHE COULD HARDLY BARE! HIS HANDS HELD HER YOUNG, ROUND PELVIS IN POSITION WHILE HE ATE INTO HER PRECIOUS CROTCH. HE RIMMED HER SPASMING TWAT AND SHE CRIED OUT IN PLEASURE!
"OH, BEN! WHAT'RE YOU DOIN' TO ME!? I'M ALL SQUISHY AND WET! I TINGLE! MY-MY 'THING'S' GONNA FLIP OFF! I CAN'T STAND IT! DON'T DO IT ANY MORE! IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS! WHAT IF I GO CRAZY? STOP IT! PLEASE... DON'T... PLEEEAAASSSEEEEEE... QUIT! DON'TTTTTT... I CAN'T STAND ITTT! OOOHHH... AAAHHHHHH... UUUUUUGGGHHHHHH..."
Little Joanie was getting her first glimpse of how wonderful sex could be and she was totally unprepared for the flashing emotions, the fiery swirls of passion flickering around in her crotch, the wild, frantic spasms of her young snatch, all the glory of shooting fireworks, the wonder of his hot, blazing tongue working her crotch, rimming her hole, nipping on her jiggling clit... ALL OF IT!
She felt his big hands constantly caressing, touching, fondling her hips, her pussy, her thighs as she squirmed and thrashed under his feverish face.
His hot breath scorched up her steaming twat as he licked and lapped from her darling, puckered asshole to her clit, skimming around her vaginal opening. She twinged with a rising fever as he worked her young crotch hot and heavy with his soft, fleshy, thick, wet tongue.
"I'm all sloppy and messy . . the child protested weakly as she fell back on the bed, unable to hold up her body from the weakness of passion.
"That's good. You taste soooooo goooooodddddd... your little twat smellllllssssss so gooooodddddd... your juices are delicious... Your sweet twat is spasming for my tongue. Can you feel your twitching and clutching? Feel this... " he muttered hotly.
She felt the very hot, squirming, thick flesh of his tongue slide into her tight twat.
"OOOOOO AAAAAAHHHHHH... UUUUUUMMMMMM... EEEEEEIIIIII... UUUUUUOOOOOO," she cried with tears of happiness streaming down her soft cheeks. Her red hair flared from her tossing head as she lay, feeling the ecstasy, the bliss, the heaven of his thrusting tongue in and out of her sloshy snatch.
"MAMA! IT'S SO GOOOOOOD! MAMA! I LOVE HIS TONGUE!!!" she squealed.
While Joanie was in her state of rapture, Ben kept his hot, slobbering mouth working in and around her delicious twat. His hands slipped up her rounded little body and pushed her tee shirt and bra up and over her shimmering hair and laid her naked before his smoldering eyes.
As he licked into her damp, swollen crotch, his eyes watched the child's small, tightly firm titties jiggle slightly as she wiggled and squirmed her joy! He was in awe of her pink nipples as he nibbled on her little clit. His body trembled with soaring passionate lust and he could wait no longer!
BEN HAD TO FUCK THE LITTLE GIRL! HE COULDN'T WAIT! HIS THROBBING COCK PULSATED IN HEAT AS THE DRIBBLES OF JUICE LEAKED FROM HIS PISS-HOLE!
THE CHILD'S CROTCH WAS READY! HE HAD LATHERED HER SWEET, WARM FLESH WITH HIS THICK SALIVA! HER TENDER LITTLE CLIT THROBBED ANXIOUSLY! HER TIGHT TWAT SPASMED AND CLUTCHED!
NOW WAS THE TIME!
BEN SLITHERED UP HER SMALL BODY, CAREFUL TO KEEP HIS WEIGHT UP AND OFF THE CHILD. HIS MOUTH WORKED UP THROUGH HER RED PUBIC HAIR, LICKED HOTLY ACROSS HER FLAT BELLY, DUG INTO HER NAVAL, SLIPPED UP AND AROUND THE SMALL, DEVELOPING BREASTS, NIPPED AT HER ROSY NIPPLES...
WHILE HIS BIG BODY PRESSED HIS THROBBING COCKHEAD TO HER VAGINAL OPENING! HE FELT THE HEAVY BEATS, THE HOT THROBS, THE CRAVING PULSATIONS POUND THROUGH HIS STIFF, BLOOD-GORGED COCK! AND HIS SMOOTH COCKHEAD WAS AT HER YOUNG TIGHT HOLE!
"NO! NO! DON'T DO IT! DON'T DO IT TO ME! NO! IT'LL HURT! PLEASSSEEEEEE, DON'T HURT ME! MAMA! STOP HIM! MAMA!" she screamed in a panic.
"I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise. Just relax. I won't hurt you," he whispered warmly in her ear, holding her squirming, fighting body.
"MAMA! HELP ME! HE'S GONNA RAPE ME! I'M GONNA BLEED! I'M GONNA HURT! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! YOU'RE LETTING HIM DO THIS TERRIBLE THING TO ME! STOP HIM MAMA! PLEASE! HELP ME! HELP ME! MAMAAAAAA!" she screamed hysterically.
Ben caressed her young body and whispered into her ear as best he could the way she tossed, fought, squirmed, scratched and clawed at his big, hefty frame.
His tones were soft as he fondled her breasts, kissed her tossing face, pressed his hot, sweaty body to the child's. His big hands held the youngster in place...
"MAMA! HELP ME! DON'T LET HIM RAPE ME! MAMA!" she shrieked, fighting for all her worth.
Ben's throbber was rock hard and eager! He pushed slightly to nose his smooth cockhead into her wet, tight hole.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH! IT HURTS! MAMA!" she cried, frantic, frenzied, squirming, fighting.
Slowly, patiently, Ben eased his beating cockhead in... in... in... in...
"I HURT! GET THAT DAMNED THING OUTTA ME! MAMA! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! HELP ME! HELP MEEEEEEE!"
Her red hair flared as the big man put his face beside her young freckled one and breathed, gasped into her ear.
"Hold still... feel it... feel the throbs... I'm not hurting you... Just lay still... feel the beats... my dick's not gonna hurt you... just lie still... feel the heat... feel the throbs... feel the joy... "he gasped.
Ben was in hell! He felt the warmness of her tight, clutching vagina. He felt his cock enveloped in the moist tightness of her young, sweet, soft tunnel. He maintained and held his pulsating cock perfectly still inside the child's vagina while she adjusted to the stuffed condition.
Joanie eventually relaxed slightly to the feel of his hot, beating cock. She felt his full balls lay still in her asscrack. She relaxed as his lips tugged on her nipples and he whispered softly to the child.
S... L... O... W... L... Y... He started to slide his throbbing cock ever so slightly in her simmering twat.
S... L... O... W... L... Y... He moved his jerking, beating prick back and forth, in and almost out of her bubbling, seething snatch.
"OOOOOOHHHHHH, I'M CRAMMED SO FULL OF THAT THING!" she squealed.
"I'm trying to be very gentle. God, knows I'm trying... " he moaned in anguish, torment, frustration.
S... L... O... W... L... Y... AGAIN AND AGAIN HE MOVED HIS THROBBER CAREFULLY, SLOWLY, DELIBERATELY TOUCHING HIS STEM TO HER RIGID CLIT WITH EVERY S... L... O... W... MOVEMENT, IN... OUT... IN... OUT... IN... OUT!
"That feels so good! My bottom is so full of hot beats, so gorged and stretched with your dick. I like it," she said softly.
Her body relaxed slightly so his cock could slide better in her tightness. Her held back juices started to flow and her clit went absolutely wild with the constant flicking of his beating cock stem. She felt his big hands under her firm ass, lifting and dropping, showing her how to push her pelvis up to meet his thrusting in cock.
Joanie loved it! The more his hands pulled her tight, oozing twat to meet his jamming cock, the more he squealed with delight!
"MAMA! IT DOESN'T HURT! HIS DICK'S SO GOOOOOODDD! I LOVE IT! HE'S BALLING ME AND I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! HIS THING'S SLIPPING AND SLIDING AND POUNDING INSIDE ME! I CAN FEEL THE THROBS OF HIS... COCK!"
Her young arms encircled Ben's massive shoulders while she let her pelvis be worked over. She adored the way his big hands lifted her ass and forced her twat to take more and more of his pulsating, beating, pounding prick! She quivered as he shoved her legs around his waist and whispered for her to lock her heels around his middle while he rocked her body with his rough thrusts of beating prick.
The child went frantic with lust! From all the fear, she reversed completely to loving, craving, desiring his dick shoved, thrust, belted into her hungry, clutching, grabbing cunt!
The wild, frantic suction noises resounded in her ears and she loved all the free flowing juices that oozed from her tight, little hole. She adored his glorious cock thumping in and almost out of her clutching hole. The smells of her juices drifted up to her nostrils and urged her on... on... on!
She loved the deep plunges of his majestic cock as he thrust his blood-gorged prick into her dear, sweet twat! The warmness, the simmering juices, the passionate clutchings, the delirious glory of fucking hit the child with the full, exuberance of exhilaration and made her feel like she was sky rocketing across the heavens of bliss!
Her body clung to his as he stabbed in and out of her darling, sweet, wet hole. Her damp pussy matted against his dark patch as he stuck his cock to her again and again.
SSSLLLOOOOOOSSSSSSHHHHHH... SSSLLLUUURRRPPP... SSSQQQUUUIIISSSHHH... PUMP AND HUMP, PUMP AND THRUST... IN... OUT... IN... OUT... IN... OUT... JUICES FLOWING, COCK BEATING, CUNT CLASPING, TEARS OF JOY FLOWING, CLUTCHES OF PASSIONATE LOVE, BUILDING EXCITEMENT, SOARING, EXPLODING EMOTIONS!
"SOMETHING'S HAPPENING!" she squealed, shaking, quivering, jerking as she clutched her arms and legs around his sweat slick body.
"CUM, BABY, CUM AND CUM AND CUM! LET IT ALL OUT! DRAIN AND SHOOT! LET ME HAVE ALL YOUR PRECIOUS JUICE! LET MY COCK FEEL ALL YOUR HOT, SWEET CUM! OHHHHHH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD ON MY COCK! UUUMMMMMM, YOUR JUICES FEEL SOOOOOO GOOOOOODDD, SOOOOOO HOT! CUM SOME MORE, HONEY, CUM AND CUM AND CUM!
"I'M GONNA BLAST MY LOAD... FEEL IT... FEEL MY CUM UP YOUR SNATCH TUBE... HOT, CREAMY... FEEL MY COCK JERKING IN YOUR CUNT... OOOHHHHHH, BABY!" His big body shook as he thrust in his cock and screwed her hole so tightly with his shimmying cock. He sweat as he kissed and caressed the young child.
Tears of release flooded down her cheeks as she felt his thick, creamy lather flood into her young, tight twat and mix with hers to trickle out of her and slather his loose hanging balls.
"OH, MOTHER! THANK YOU! YOU KNEW WHAT I NEEDED! A GOOD FUCK! THANK YOU, BEN, HOW WONDERFUL! I'M NOT AFRAID ANYMORE! THANK YOU FOR YOUR COCK... THANK YOU, THANK YOU, HOW WONDERFUL, HOW BEAUTIFUL... OOHHH... " Joanie and Ben rolled together on the bed, juicy cum squirting out of her hole, dripping fluids flooding the bed, leaking down thighs, lathering balls, arms and legs groping for each other, loving the mutual orgasm, jerking, clawing passionately at each other, kissing, caressing, touching, cock in cunt slowly withering in heavenly bliss...
Tears of joy, jerks of pleasure, caresses, the fondling of each other's bodies... moans of pleasure...
"CAN WE DO IT AGAIN? PLEASE? I LOVE YOUR COCK! I ADORE IT! IT'S SO GOOD!
"MAMA... THANK YOU... MAMA... MAMA?"
CHAPTER TEN
Norma had to leave the room. Tears flooded from her eyes. She had seen the joy in her little girl's eyes, in her expression, her wild, frantic craving for Ben's cock. The joy that Norma felt was much more powerful than the heartbreak. She was a good mother, a very unselfish person to share Ben's prick with her young child. It was all worth it as she had seen the release from painful fear replaced by the glory of knowing, EXPERIENCING what real sex should be like.
Norma was so glad she had been able to help educate her daughter in the sex line and not have her child go through years of hating, enduring, putting up with a cock and not really knowing much about the thing except it meant a paycheck from the guy hooked onto it. How absolutely terrible!
Norma had to smile as she relaxed in her big overstuffed chair. She felt her own crotch turned off... What else could she expect? It was as though she had been drained emotionally as she watched the fucking between her lover and her daughter.
Oh, he had been so painfully slow and patient with the child. He had to be the most fantastic man she ever knew. He was so wonderful, so terrific a fresh stream of tears flowed down her cheeks. Her happiness was so complete... almost.
She saw the joy, the bliss the rapture of her youngster. She knew that little Joanie would go on and on throughout her life loving every minute of fucking, sucking, touching, feeling and adoring every time, every second of every time she loved some guy.
Norma thought of all the years she had missed of enjoying sex and the lovely smells, the sweet touches, the adoring fondlings. How awful for anybody to go through life like that.
Thank God for men like Ben. Married or not, he did have a purpose in this life. Even though his wife didn't appreciate him, Norma sure did, and now so did her darling daughter. Ben was a dream.
Norma couldn't help but wonder why Shirley had never gotten over her upbringing of nasty sex? Norma had. Of course Norma had spent years alone with no lover and had gotten to the point she would have fucked a dog, which she had seriously thought about. Maybe loneliness had been her salvation even though to her it had been a living hell. It had all served a purpose, even the nights she had cried herself to sleep, so homy she could hardly endure it. Then she had taken to playing with her own sex organs. That at first had been so repulsive to her. Made her feel like a complete dirty idiot.
Then Ben and his homy cock had come along and presented her with the gift of fucking. True, she hadn't, cared for it at first, but she had had a talk with her doctor and he had asked her if she was too old to change her opinions, to set in her ways to give a guy a chance to make her happy. That had been insulting. She had only been in her thirties, and for the doctor to imply that she was too old... GET THAT?--TOO OLD to change her ways, well, she had gone right home and told her neighbor about that. He had found a way to get over to her mobile home and screw his cock tightly into her hole. As time went on and Norma's inhibitions went down the tube, she had never had such good fucking in her life. Her doctor and her darling Ben had seen to that.
Now she had done her good deed by getting her daughter initiated into sex the right way. Oh, Norma could imagine the hellish torment her Ben had endured to go slow with her child. He was so sweet and tender nobody could refuse him. He was one fine fucker. He was so fine with her and helping her and all, that she wanted to do something for him. After he fucked her older daughter and got her off her dildo kick. Ben would gladly screw Jean out of any of her cravings for an artificial prick. When he got done with her, she would be just as hung up on cocks, as were Norma and little Joanie.
Norma could hear the sexual noises coming from the bedroom now. She shivered knowing her lover was doing something to her daughter to give her extreme pleasure... and though her heart almost burst with pain, she had to admit that having her daughter happy meant more to her than anything else in the world... even Ben's cock.
It was not the end of the world though. Even though she had to suffer through this day of torment, she would have him again. Always for years she had her lover again and again. Why should it change now.
On some of the occasions when she and Ben were in bed, she had asked him if he had ever been in love. He had told her he wasn't in love with her though he had fucked her for years. Then she wanted to know if he had ever been in love and with whom. Why did he spend his time fucking her when he could be screwing somebody he loved? Norma knew he had stepped out on Shirley lots of times. Shirley felt he was not doing that now, especially since Norma and Ben had been making it in the back yard, in his bed, in hers, in the cars, on the way to rescue Shirley from a stalled car, any place and every place. Shirley had always trusted her best friend with her husband and Norma had been so nasty, so deceitful, so rank about it all. She adored her best friend's husband and had explained it away for years to herself that if he wasn't fucking her, he would be screwing somebody else and she loved it too much to give his cock to somebody else.
Guilt had reared its ugly head many times, but fulfillment had smashed the guilt down, down, down... almost completely gone.
Now that Norma had seen her darling Ben fuck her daughter, even though it was a painful, difficult experience, and she knew he would help her with her other daughter, Norma knew what she had to do.
NORMA HAD TO GIVE SHIRLEY HER HUSBAND BACK! NORMA HAD TO MAKE SHIRLEY WANT BEN, TO CRAVE HIM, TO ADORE HIM!
HOW?
TO GIVE BEN BACK TO SHIRLEY WOULD BE THE SUPREME SACRIFICE!
Norma didn't know if she could do it or not. If Ben ever got Shirley turned on to where he wouldn't step out, Norma and her girls would be shit out of luck for a quick and easy screw. He was so handy!
Ben did love his wife. He had for years. He had said his love died but God only knows he stayed married to her for all these years even though he stepped out for his balling. He could have very easily divorced her and gotten a woman who would fall into bed at his every glance... like Norma, but he didn't.
Ben stayed with Shirley, supporting her and the kids, and wandered around looking for his sexual release. He had told Norma one time, that if he could get his fucking at home, he never would step out. At the same sexual session, he had said he didn't love his wife.
Norma had to read between the lines and come up with the decision that if Shirley put out, made it good for Ben, he would be happy. Ben had made Norma happy for years. Ben was making her little daughter happy right now. Ben would fuck her sixteen-year-old daughter into sexual oblivion.
The only thing Norma could do for Ben was to make his wife so desire his cock that she would die for it... and everybody would be happy... except Norma!
NORMA HAD TO DO IT! SHE HAD TO GIVE UP HER BEN AND GIVE HIM BACK TO HIS WIFE!
Tears flooded her eyes as she sobbed until her shoulders wracked. All that good loving would be gone and she would be alone again... About the only good thing she could think of about the situation was she could look Shirley in the eyes and not feel a twinge of guilt. She would be so guilt-free that it would hurt... It would really hurt, but she had to do it for Ben. Him and his cock. He had been so good to her and her daughters that she would sacrifice him to the alter of love... HIS WIFE'S LOVE!
THE THOUGHT OF LOSING BEN'S HARD COCK MADE HER SICK TO HER STOMACH WITH LONGING FOR HIS PRECIOUS PRICK!
Norma would be alone again... to die the slow and painful death of the very lonely, the depressed, the frustrated.
Her love for Ben was more than all that. She had to let go!
Painful as it would be, dreadful as her nights would be, lonely as she would exist, SHE HAD TO LET GO OF BEN AND HIS WONDERFUL PRICK!
SHE HEARD THE MOANS OF SEXUAL ORGASM COMING FROM HER YOUNG DAUGHTER'S BEDROOM AND CRIED.
THE TEARS WERE FOR HER DAUGHTER'S HAPPINESS, HER OWN SADNESS, AND FOR BEN! HER DARLING, SWEET, STRONG LOVER AND HIS PRECIOUS COCK... WHICH WOULD SOON BELONG TO HIS WIFE!
DAMN, SHE WISHED SHE DIDN'T LOVE BEN SO MUCH AND SHE WISHED SHE COULD HATE SHIRLEY... BUT SHE COULDN'T...
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Norma enlisted the help of her two daughters to help her with her project. Both had been well initiated into sex. Ben had fucked little Joanie until she was absolutely exuberant about fucking. Jean was still hung up on the vibrating dildo, but she did love sex and since the three of them had decided on a plan which included a dildo, Jean was all for it!
Norma went over to Shirley's for coffee and a chat.
The discussion as usual was about the kids, which timely enough were gone. The coffee was stiff and strong and slightly vile to the taste. Still the two women talked and drank, puffing on cigarettes.
"I've really got a terrible problem," Norma said, sipping her coffee.
"What's that? You know I'm always glad to help you with anything I can... " Shirley's front door burst open and in came Jean with the huge, thick, long dildo stuck into her mouth. She would have smiled, but the dildo filled her mouth too full. The heavy leather straps hung down over her shoulders like long, dangly spider legs.
"That's my problem," Norma said, pointing to her daughter.
"What the hell has she got in her mouth?" Shirley asked, squinting.
"A damned dildo," Norma answered her.
"MY, GOD! A DILDO!? AND SHE'S ONLY A TEEN-AGER! WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO! THAT'S TERRIBLE! NORMA, YOU'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT CHILD. DO YOU KNOW SHE'LL GROW UP TO BE A SEX MANIAC?"
"What can I do?" Norma asked helplessly.
"Take the damned thing away from her. Don't let her have it!"
"I've tried. No use. You go ahead and try if you want to. I seem to have lost control of her. I really don't know what to do... " Shirley got up from the table and stomped over to the young girl.
"Now, you listen to your mother and me! That's no way for a young girl to act! Take that repulsive thing out of your mouth! My God, Jean, what in the hell is wrong with you?"
Shirley tugged on the stiff dong with the full balls pressing against the palms of her hand as she tried to get the bulging cockhead out of the girl's mouth.
"And if you squeeze the balls, she likes it better. Juice that smells like Purex shoots out of the piss-hole and makes her think she's getting a mouthful of hot cum," Norma put in, smiling to herself.
"I have never seen such a thing. Positively repulsive. Disgusting!"
Shirley tugged roughly on the strong cock and young Jean ran away from her and down her hallway to Shirley's bedroom. Shirley was hot on her ass. Shirley had always helped Norma whenever she could and Norma really needed help with this disgusting child. Shirley would soon straighten her out!
Shirley followed the girl into her bedroom and was shocked when Jean jerked her clothes off and fell on Shirley's bed while Shirley watched.
Jean took the lovely, long artificial dildo and pulled it out of her mouth. Her eyes showed that she dearly loved her dildo. She tongued the tip of the cockhead like she would a lollipop and dug her pink tongue into the piss-hole at the end of the prick. The huge dildo had all the veins, the tilted cockhead, the piss-hole, the soft testicles... everything of a real cock. The straps hung from convenient, out-of-the-way places to strap between legs and around hips. The main thing was that Shirley was sick to her belly as she watched the young girl eye, wickedly, the lovely dildo and nip on the luscious cockhead, stick her tongue into the piss-hole and lap up and down the long, ridged stem. She buried her lovely face in the soft, wrinkled testicle skin. Her spit was lathered all over the entire length of the strong cock. Her gentle hands took the cock and rubbed the thick prick up and down her slippery crack and put it to her mouth to lick. Again the youngster slipped the delicious cockhead into her sloshy cunt hole and dabbled, juices making noisy suctioning noises.
The young girl's eyes looked glazed as she held the dripping cockhead up over her mouth and stuck her pink tongue out to reach for the leaking cockhead. She licked around the smooth prickhead to get all of her own womanly juices and to lather the dickhead with more of her stringy spit.
"HHHHMMMMMM... MY BEAUTIFUL DILDO... LUSCIOUS COCK! SOFT, SMOOTH BALLS! LOVE MY TOY... LOVE MY FUCKER... BEAUTIFUL! GIVES ME THE HOTS JUST TO LICK THE COCK WITH THE THICK VEINS, I CAN HARDLY WAIT TO SHOVE IT IN ME AND VIBRATE THE CUM RIGHT OUT OF MY HOLE! GOD! HHHMMM... OOOHHH... AAAGGGGGGHHHHHH... " she gargled as she shoved the cock full into her mouth and down her throat.
Jean put her head back as if looking at the heavens and shoved the thick dildo down her throat. Her lathering spit coated the huge thing and it slipped in and out of her neck easily with the dangling balls swishing against her face, across her eyes, dangling to her chin. The young girl plunged the cockhead deeply in and pulled it out long enough to get her breath and slashed the dildo back into her neck!
Her other hand flicked her rigid nipples, slipped down her sides to her rounded, shapely hips and slipped smoothly into her golden snatch.
"HHHHHHMMM... AAAGGGHHH... UUUHHHHHHH," she muttered between plunges of the thick dildo.
Jean was in her own little world of heavenly rapture!
"AAAGGGGHHHHHH... UUUMMMMMM... SO GOOOD... SOOOOOO DELICIOUSSSSSS! I LOVE THE DILDO... UMMMMMM... GOTTA FEEL IT UP MY TWAT... UUUMMM, GOTTA FEEL THE BEAT! THE VIBRATING PULSES! THE HOT JUICE SQUIRTING UP INSIDE ME! UUUMMMMMM... AAA AAAHHHHHH!"
Her blonde hair flashed golden around her naked shoulders as she took the thick dildo' from her mouth and shoved the thick, stiff object between her legs as she sat on her spread, bent knees. She slipped the rough, lovely dildo the length of her crotch and back again, lathering the cock with her womanly juices. Her heavy aroma along with the artificial smell of cum thrilled her!
Jean managed to whip the straps around her slender hips while she gyrated and whirlpooled her pelvis on the sticking, poking cock. Her long, blonde hair hung to her jiggling titties as she wildly, passionately, exuberantly worked the dildo around in her squishy, sleek slit and got the thick thing glistening with her womanly juices.
SUDDENLY! WITHOUT WARNING!
SHIRLEY WAS PUSHED ROUGHLY FROM BEHIND AND SENT SPRAWLING ACROSS HER BED!
Before she knew what had hit her, since she was still in shock at the appalling sight of young Jean's antics with the dildo, she was flat on her back with little Joanie sitting on her arms which were up over her head.
Norma was stripped down to nakedness and straddled her friend's gut.
Jean had the dildo strapped tightly around her hips, through her cunt crotch, and poking directly at the naked Shirley.
"WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?" she screamed.
"We think we are fucking you," Norma said strongly. "Didn't think we could get you flat, naked and downed in such a short length of time, did you?" She grinned wickedly.
"Why? What's with you nuts! Let me up! Ben'll be home in a minute. He'll KILL you guys! Let me up!" she screamed wildly.
"I WANT HIM TO COME HOME! I WANT HIM TO SEE WHAT WE'RE DOING TO YOU! YOU HIDE BEHIND HIM LIKE HE'S ALWAYS GONNA TAKE CARE OF YOU, ALWAYS PAY YOUR BILLS, ALWAYS FIGHT YOUR BATTLES... AND WHAT DO YOU DO FOR HIM?
"NOTHING!
"YOU WON'T FUCK HIM! YOU WON'T BLOW HIM! YOU WON'T LET HIM EAT YOUR CUNT! NOTHING! YOU DON'T DESERVE A GOOD MAN LIKE HIM!
"SO YOU SEE, BY THE TIME WE'RE DONE WITH YOU, YOU'LL CRY FOR HIS COCK! YOU'LL BEG HIM TO FUCK YOU! BECAUSE WE'RE GONNA DRIVE YOU UP THE WALL WITH DESIRE, WITH LUST, WITH PASSION... AND NOT GIVE YOU A DAMNED THING TO STICK IN YOUR CUNT!
"YOU'LL BEG HIM TO FUCK YOU... TO JAM YOUR HOLE FULL OF HIS THROBBING PRICK... TO EAT YOU OUT... STICK HIS BEATING COCK DOWN YOUR THROAT...
"YOU'LL BEG, SHIRLEY! BELIEVE ME, YOU'LL BEG!"
Tears streamed down Norma's face like a flood.
"YOU... ARE... CRAZY...!" Shirley said.
"YES, I AM. I'M CRAZY IN LOVE WITH YOUR HUSBAND! I'VE FUCKED HIM FOR YEARS. MY DAUGHTER'S FUCKED HIM. WE ALL HAVE HAD OUR SHARE OF HIS COCK...
"WHAT I WANT IS HIM! AND I CAN'T HAVE HIM! BECAUSE HE'S IN LOVE WITH YOU! I DIDN'T THINK I'D EVER CRAVE A MAN SO MUCH. I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A GAME BETWEEN US! BUT I LOVE BEN! I'D DIE FOR HIM! I'D EVEN RAPE HIS WIFE AND GIVE HIM BACK TO HER... BECAUSE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!
"YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH THIS HURTS ME! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, THE FEEL OF HIS BURNING COCK UP MY CUNT, HIS STEAMING TONGUE IN MY SNATCH, HIS PULSATING COCK DOWN MY NECK...
"I LOVE BEN! I LOVE HIS COCK!
"AND YOU LIVE IN HIS HOUSE... SLEEP IN HIS BED... AND WON'T FUCK HIM! LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, SHIRLEY, I'VE FUCKED YOUR HUSBAND MORE IN THE LAST FEW YEARS THAN YOU HAVE IN A LIFETIME. I'VE FUCKED HIM RIGHT HERE IN YOUR BED AND LOVED EVERY CHEATING MINUTE OF IT!
"AND NOW, YOU ARE GONNA FACE UP TO HIS LOVE FOR YOU... YOU'RE GONNA CRY, BEG, PLEAD FOR HIS COCK. . Norma snarled.
"WHAT DID YOU EXPECT? FOR HIM TO BECOME A MONK!?" Norma screamed hysterically.
"Not you. Not my best friend... " she sobbed.
"Me. And I loved cheating on you. I adored laughing behind your back. I craved his cock and I GOT IT! NOT YOU! ME! YOUR BEST FRIEND! I FUCKED YOUR HUSBAND... I SHOT MY FINGERS UP HIS ASSHOLE... I TONGUED HIS COCKHEAD... I GOBBLED IN HIS THROBBING PRICK... HE ATE MY JUICY CUNT, STUCK HIS TONGUE UP INSIDE MY SLIPPERY SNATCH... ALL OF IT, TOOTS, THE WHOLE SHOT! AND I LAUGHED AT YOU! RIDICULED YOU BEHIND YOUR BACK! MY KIDS KNEW ABOUT IT ALL! WE USED YOU! WHILE I FUCKED YOUR HUSBAND! LIKE IT! I LOVED IT!
"IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT I DID AND WILL CONTINUE TO DO, GET WITH IT, LADY, AND PUT OUT TO YOUR HUSBAND-OR I WILL! I'LL DIE LOVING HIM AND HIS FUCKIN' COCK! OOOHHHHHH, GOD, WHAT A PRICK!"
Shirley closed her eyes to try and shut out the world and all the shouting she heard from Norma... because she did not want to hear the truth. She could not avoid the raspy sound of her harsh voice... It couldn't be true, not her best friend and her young daughters... little Joanie, sweet Jeanie... no... no... no... no... no...
Shirley felt her titties being pinched harshly, rushing blood to make them bright red with hurt. Norma pulled on Shirley's breasts like she was milking a cow, tugging, pulling, hurting, squeezing.
Shirley protested and felt little Joanie's bare bottom across her face. She tossed her head but was unable to shake the child's sweet, little oozing slit from her nose and mouth.
Dirty pigs. Filthy. Nasty. Vile. Absolute hogs. God, how could they ? Pigs... dirty... filth... wicked... dirty... dirty... dirty...
Little Joanie was getting her thrills by the rapid turning of Shirley's face, her sputtering to get the taste of the child's juices out of her mouth. Joanie thought this was neat, just like when her mother had licked and kissed her sweet little crotch. Joanie felt Shirley's moving face, her thick hair pushing against the child's crotch, setting a flame aburst in her little clit... to simmer through her crotch and bum up inside her bubbling, tight twat. Joanie loved it all! Her titties tingled with joy as she bounced on Shirley's face, flushed with hatred, feverish with the frantic emotions of a woman betrayed... All of which flamed into little Joanie's simmering, scorching crotch.
Norma spun around on her friend's belly and faced her hairy cunt. Her eyes saw her darling daughter, Jean, with the dildo aimed at Shirley's closed crotch.
"STICK THAT DAMNED DILDO UP HER ASS! NO FUCKING HER SNATCH... JUST DRIVE HER WHACKO UP THE OLD ASSHOLE! GOT IT?"
Norma and Jean fought to separate Shirley's thighs, to no avail. Norma grabbed a handful of pubic hair and yanked roughly... which immediately made Shirley spread her legs wide apart.
Jean eagerly crawled between Shirley's strong legs and held them apart.
Norma pulled a big, fat pillow and shoved it up under Shirley's ass, with the help of another yank to her pussy hair.
"Remember, darling, just in the asshole. I know how you love that dildo up your snatch, and believe me, Shirley will, too, but not now... " Shirley squirmed and struggled to free herself, but she couldn't scream due to Joanie's crotch stifling her mouth. She could not move since Norma had her spread crotch smearing around on her belly and kept her well under control by the tugs to her pubic hairs.
Shirley wasn't sure if they were all nuts or not but she did think so. She felt a twinge of vulgarity as Norma spread her labia and exposed her rigid clit. How terrible! For her best friend to be examining her widespread crotch.
SHIRLEY ABOUT SHIT WHEN SHE FELT THE HEAT OF NORMA'S BREATH SCORCH INTO HER SLEEK SLIT! MY GOD! WHAT WAS SHE DOING!?
Norma's hot tongue encircled Shirley's clit, around, around, around, driving the woman mad with passion. Shirley had never permitted such foreplay since it was so dirty, but she could not control herself when Norma put her teeth to Shirley's rigid clit and tugged slightly as she tongued the fluttering lovebud.
Shirley felt nauseated at having her friend's mouth around her pisser but she could not seem to control her bodily reactions. She knew the whole act of oral sex was vulgar, dirty, filthy, but she did twinge with excitement at the heated touch of Norma's tongue and nibbling teeth.
Norma slid her hands around her clit, to feel the soft, reddish flesh of Shirley's labia, so sleek, so slippery, so silky. She fondled her friend's crotch from her asshole to her oozing snatch to nipping at her clit.
Norma worked her tightly clamped twat with one finger, then two and finally three. She had a way of curling her fingers up inside Shirley's twat so it was like she had pushed her fingers forward just behind her fluttering clit. The rest of her fingers trailed to her asshole and prodded. Norma kept her mouth snorting, sniffing, nibbling around Shirley's jerking clit as her eager, slender fingers dug into her drooling, simmering snatch.
Jean was anxious to ass fuck. The way the dildo was strapped to her pelvis, her own clit was getting tantalized to torment. She worked around her mother's fingers to plunge her own fingers deeply into Shirley's asshole and lay it wide open!
Jean looked at her mother for approval and got it. The youngster snubbed the dildo to Shirley's asshole and shoved it in... slowly, steadily, all the way, as far as the thick, beating, pulsating cock would go.
Shirley's muffled snorts sounded from under Joanie's hot little twat. She was trying to protest, but the child was getting quite a thrill from all the hot breath singeing up her sweet little snatch. The child rotated her crotch to get the full effect of Shirley's mouth movements... protesting, but feeling so good to the child's hungry crotch.
Norma kept her face in Shirley's womanly snatch hole, licking, lapping, sucking, noisy sounds of making and breaking suction. Norma could tell by her tonguing of Shirley's clit as she flicked across it on her way to plunge her tongue into her slippery twat, that Shirley was getting turned on, but good!
Shirley's juices flowed and gurgled at her vaginal opening just in time for Norma's hot mouth to suck in the tasty, luscious fluids.
With her asshole laid wide open, it was fairly easy for Jean to start shoving in the dildo, forcing it up one more time. Each time she shoved the vibrating dildo up Shirley's asshole, the woman pushed with her rectal muscles and forced the artificial cock back out, so Jean slammed the prick into her hole and laid her weight against the dildo, thrusting the cock up her asshole and holding it tightly, securely, while her own clit got the full vibrations from the dildo. Jean felt her young crotch spasm hotly as she jammed the dildo up Shirley's asshole. The young girl's snatch felt hot and gushy as she felt a hot, stiff stick snubbed to her dripping cunt.
Surprised and shocked she turned to see Ben mounting her ass like a dog in heat. He had his strong prick slid into her slippery crack and at her spasming twat before she knew it! She felt his heavy, pulsating throbs along with the tormenting teasing of the vibrations from the dildo and about had an attack! Her passions zoomed to heights of the stars. She had never felt a man's dick and now as she ass fucked his wife, she felt his pumping, digging prick at her damp, clutching twat!
She tingled at his pubic hair as it brushed roughly against her slit and she screamed out in delight as he thudded in his pulsating, prickling, pumping cock... smack into her virginal hole, fucking, pushing, gyrating, clutching at her hips, fingers intertwined in her pussy hairs, fucking, shimming like a dog in heat, grinding in his beating, throbbing cock!
Jean crumbled into a heated, spastic ball of flinching flesh, grabbing her dildo, stroking it, ripping it off and kissing the tip end of the cockhead. Her full, young lips kissed her dildo good-bye, passionately, hotly, sucking, stroking the last, feeling the final part of artificial nuts... craving THE REAL THING! A REAL COCK TO BURN INTO HER CUNT LIKE BEN'S!
SSSSSSUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK... SSSLLLOOOSSSHHH... SSSSSSLLLUUURRRPPPPPP... Norma's mouth work was driving Shirley up a tree.
The woman squirmed hotly as her best friend ate out her slippery, squishy slit and her fluttering clit jerked. Her smattered cunt spasmed for a cock!
SHIRLEY HAD TO HAVE A ROCK-HARD COCK UP HER HAIRY SNATCH!
Her hands pushed the young twat off of her face as she gave one final lick to the sweet, young hole that she loved. Shirley's face sparkled of the juices which drained and trickled from the little girl's spasming twat. She licked her lips in pure enjoyment as her heart pounded like hell. Her hands held Joanie's little hips as she whispered hotly into her tiny, tight snatch, "I'll lick you out later. Now I've gotta have a cock. I'll kiss that delicious, luscious twat of yours any day, but not now... later... I love you, you little angel... " Shirley's hands patted the little ass as she carefully pushed the child from her face. Her tongue tasted the sweetness of the youngster's darling, dribbling twat.
"AND NOW... IF YOU'LL GET YOUR SUCKING MOUTH OUT OF MY CROTCH, AND GET YOUR TONGUE BACK INTO YOUR OWN MOUTH INSTEAD OF UP MY SNATCH, I'D LIKE TO BE ALONE WITH MY HUSBAND!" Shirley yelled.
She slapped Norma hard on the ass as she bent into her slippery, soft, silky slit and lapped hotly.
Norma rolled off of Shirley's pelvis and lay looking through glazed eyes at the damp, slick cock, hot from her daughter's cunt, as it inched up, slowly to his wife's spread crotch.
HIS PRECIOUS, HARD, THUMPING COCK SNUBBED AT SHIRLEY'S VAGINAL OPENING. IT WAS AS IF THIS WAS THE LAST GOOD-BY TO A VERY LUSCIOUS, DELICIOUS, HARD, THROBBING COCK... AND HE SANK THE POUNDING, BEATING PRICK SLOWLY, INCH BY PRECIOUS THROBBING INCH INTO HIS WIFE'S HOT, CLAMPING, SIMMERING SNATCH.
Tears flooded from Norma's eyes as she watched his flexed ass start pumping his cock into his wife's hole. She crawled to where she could see his up tight testicles slap wetly against Shirley's asscrack.
OH, THE EXCRUCIATING PAIN! THE HEART BREAK! THE TEARFUL HAPPINESS... SHE GOT WHAT SHE WANTED... HER YOUNG DAUGHTERS' RIGHT SEXUAL THRILLS FROM THE BEST FUCKER IN HER WORLD...
NORMA SHOULD HAVE BEEN HAPPY!
THE BIBLE SAYS, "ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE... " NORMA HAD ASKED. SHE HAD RECEIVED. AND NOW SHE WAS ALONE AGAIN, ONE MORE TIME. SHE HEARD THE GROANS OF CONTENTMENT, SAW SHIRLEY'S LEGS WOUND AROUND BEN'S ASS AS HE SLAMMED, JACKHAMMERED HIS COCK INTO HER HOLE...
Norma cried uncontrollably. Shook. Wracked.
"OOOHHHHHH, BABY FUCK IT TO ME! I LOVE YOUR COCK! LICK ME! I WANNA SUCK YOUR PRECIOUS COCK! OH, DARLING, I LOVE YOU! PLEASE FORGIVE ME... j OO OHHHHHHAAAAAA... EEEEEEIIIIIIAAAAAA... UUUMMMMMM! LOVE THAT COCK! PUNCH IT TO ME! LET ME FEEL YOUR THROBS! YOUR BEATS!
"CUM IN ME! I WANT YOUR CREAM! BLAST IT TO ME!
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! I LOVE YOUR FUCKING!"
Norma dragged her body up and off of the bed and followed her two daughters out of the bedroom. Jean clutched her dildo and Joanie grabbed at her unsatisfied twat.
"Can we go home and play with each other and cum all over like before?" Joanie asked.
Norma nodded her dark, curly head.
BEN WAS HAPPY FUCKING HIS WIFE!
SHIRLEY WAS EXUBERANT BEING STUCK BY HIS RIGID, POUNDING COCK!
JOANIE WAS LOOKING FOR A LITTLE BOY WITH A BIG COCK!
JEAN WOULD PART WITH HER DILDO FOR A GOOD, HOT PIECE OF COCK!
NORMA WAS ALONE AGAIN... SHE IS OUT THERE ON THE STREETS, WALKING WITH A BROKEN HEART AND A READY, EAGER CROTCH! Her clit is fluttering, her snatch is spasming, her asshole is ready to be stuffed. Her boobs are tingling with expectant excitement and her nipples are ready!
