How far will some people go to achieve those things that are important to them? A question as old as man. And as long as people have goals they feel are important, other people will feel as if they have been exploited for the sake of an individual's goals.
Examples can be found everywhere that the end justifies the means for people whose personal achievement, or success, or personal desires, is the only thing that really matters.
HOT BALLING BABYSITTER is a story about a young woman who will do anything to attain the goals she has set for herself. She will even resort to what some would call perverted acts in order to get what she wants. But the fact remains that despite the means she uses to reach her goal, she does find happiness, and no one is harmed.
A startling story that provides insight into the happiness that can be attained by some from actions that much of our society considers perverted.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Barbara Cody was desperately in love with her baby-sitter, a tall, athletic college student who took the job because he could make money and study at the same time. Of course, Barbara felt she didn't need a baby-sitter, but her parents insisted on it.
Looking at Jason, Barbara wondered if she would ever be accepted by him. She was too young--too damn young--to be feeling the things she was, but that didn't matter to her.
Love, she thought foolishly, was just like the stories in magazines and books she read. A dashing young man riding a white steed would sweep her away from all evil and pain. They would kiss, then live happily ever after. Beyond kissing, Barbara had only hazy images of what went on during a sexual relationship between a man and a woman.
"It's time for you to go to bed now," Jason said, not taking his eyes off his history text book. "Hurry up now and turn the TV off."
Barbara frowned at Jason. He never paid any attention to her. Why didn't he see that she was a young woman who desperately wanted his love? Why couldn't he accept her as his girlfriend?
Feeling frustrated, Barbara turned off the television and went to her bedroom. Once there she stripped off her clothes and put on pajamas. Her body was typical of a girl her age. Her tits were hardly bigger than small cones on her chest and her ass was tight and firm, with hardly any swell to her hips at all.
Barbara needed to make something happen. In all those novels of romance that she read, the man always took the initiative. But since it appeared that Jason wouldn't do that, Barbara decided that she would be the one to force the issue and make him notice her.
She walked back into the room and stood staring at Jason from across the room. He was still buried deep in his history book.
"Jason, I want to talk to you," Barbara said, trying to sound older and more experienced than she was. "It's important."
"It can't be so important that it can't wait until you can talk to your parents about it," Jason said, still keeping his eyes on his book. "Now go to bed."
"Jason... I love you!" Barbara said, her voice pleading for acceptance.
"Look," Jason said, finally looking at Barbara. "You've got a crush on me, but that's it. You're too young to be in love."
Barbara rushed across the room and knelt at Jason's feet as he sat in an overstuffed chair.
"I am not too young! I'm a woman!" Barbara cried. "And I love you and want to make you happy!"
"That's very sweet of you," Jason said, smoothing Barbara's long, straight brown hair and looked into her eyes, which were an even darker brown. Despite her youth, she had a lovely face. "But you just don't understand what a man of my age needs. I think it would be best if you found a young boy your own age. Hell, you shouldn't even be necking yet!"
"I want you for my boyfriend, Jason! I can do anything a woman your own age can do!"
Jason felt a stirring in his prick as he looked down his body at the beautiful, young girl kneeling between his legs with her hands on his thighs. He was looking at her in a different way than he ever had before.
"Stand up and go to bed," Jason said softly, realizing that Barbara was just too young to even think about. "You don't know what you're talking about."
"I do so know what I'm talking about!" Barbara pleaded as she rose to her feet. "I want to make you happy and I can make you happy!"
Jason decided that the only way to get this "teeny-bopper" to bed was to call her bluff and make her look the fool.
"Okay, you think you're such a grown-up woman. Act like one! Take your clothes off!"
Barbara stared at Jason. She couldn't believe he had said that. This wasn't anything at all what it was like in the novels and magazines. She stood motionless, a blank look on her face as she stared at her baby-sitter.
"Just what I thought," Jason said triumphantly. "You really are a teeny-bopper. Now go to bed before I get angry."
Barbara's eyes took on a soft, sultry glow as she curled her fingers around the hem of her pajamas and slowly began pulling-the cloth up her body. First her thighs were exposed. They were long and tapered like a little girl's thighs should be. Then her panties came into view and they, too, showed her age. They were baggy cotton and anything but sexy. Her stomach was taut and flat, without the slightest hint of baby fat on it. And then her tits were exposed, small moons capped by small areolas and tiny nipples.
"Holy shit," Jason hissed, looking at Barbara's body.
Barbara's hands were shaking as she hooked her thumbs in her panties and pushed them down her thighs. When they were around her ankles, she stepped out of them and stood in front of Jason again. Her legs were spread slightly and her chest was heaving with her nervous breathing.
"I never thought that, ah, I mean... " Jason stammered.
He looked at Barbara's pussy and his prick jerked in his pants, getting harder by the second. The young girl's cunt was small and pink, with just a few sparse hairs covering it. She didn't even have a full bush yet and Jason realized that he'd never be able to ram his big cock into her pussy without really tearing Barbara apart.
"Well, am I a woman or not?" Barbara asked, her voice sounding less confident now as she stood naked in the middle of the room. "Can I please you? I'll do anything you ask, but you've got to help me. I've never done anything like this before."
"Come here and kneel between my legs."
Barbara got on her knees between Jason's legs and he took her face in his hands. Their kiss was soft and tender, their passion slowly building. When Jason thrust his tongue in Barbara's mouth, she thought it was a pretty strange thing to do, but accepted it as something in the grown-up world that she was dying to learn.
Her nipples got even more pointed and hard when Jason rubbed them with his palms. Barbara's mind was whirling when Jason caught one delicious nubbin between his lips and sucked on it.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Barbara purred, pushing her fingers through Jason's hair. "That feels so wonderful!"
Jason nipped the nipple with his teeth and let his fingers toy with Barbara's tiny pussy. He knew he shouldn't fuck the young girl, but that didn't mean he couldn't get off. Besides, Jason thought, Barbara's in love with me and she'll do anything I ask her to.
The emotions and feelings going through Barbara's body made her quiver and tremble. Nobody had ever sucked on her nipples before, or touched her pussy. In fact, Barbara had never even kissed a boy before. And now she was on her knees in front of the college student she thought was everything in the world.
"Okay, now take my cock out," Jason said, trying to sound cool and confident.
His heart was pounding with excitement. He couldn't believe he was making out with such a young girl.
"Are you sure that's what I'm suppose to do? I thought that--"
"Don't talk like a teeny-bopper! Do you want to be a woman or not?"
"Yes! Yes I want to be a woman! I'll do anything you ask!"
"Take my cock out now!" Jason said.
His voice sounded sure and commanding. He leaned back in the chair and kicked his feet out to surround the young girl with his legs.
Barbara's hands were shaking as she unbuckled Jason's belt and opened it. Then she unfastened his pants and pulled down his zipper. Instantly his cock, seven solid inches of rigid meat, capped by a huge, round knob that looked like it was ready to explode at any minute, jumped out.
"W-what do you want me to do?" Barbara asked, staring at the long pole of muscle.
His cock frightened her and she wondered if he was going to shove it between her legs, like that man did in the book her mother was reading.
"I want you to suck it," Jason said. "A man loves to have his cock sucked. If you really want to please him, you'll learn to do it well. You've got to use your hands, lips, tongue and anything else you can think of. Lick it and suck it just like a lolly-pop."
Barbara wrapped her fingers around the throbbing shaft of Jason's prick. His cock was warm and hard in her palm and she wondered if using her mouth on a man's prick was really what a woman was supposed to do. Not even in the thick books her mother read did she find anything like that!
Perhaps it was the instincts of a natural cocksucker, but Barbara sensed how she should use her mouth on Jason's quivering cock. She stroked his prick from the head to the root, producing a tiny drop of pre-cum from the slitted tip.
"Look at that," Barbara purred, staring at the drop of cum. "Do I lick that off?"
"Yes. Ohhhhhhh! You lick that off and keep sucking and licking until you get a whole lot of cum, then you're done."
Jason watched the young girl's full lips part, then wrap themselves around the head of his prick. It was the strangest sight in the world! She was so young, but her mouth felt as good as any full-grown woman's.
Barbara moaned, tasting the salty cum as it smeared around her mouth. She swirled her tongue against his cockhead and tightened her lips around the shank of Jason's prick. Strangely, the cock didn't taste bad at all. In fact, Barbara took an instant liking to it, especially the acrid, tart fluid that had oozed from the tip.
"Suck it, you cocksucker!" Jason hissed, watching her lips travel up and down his throbbing prick. "Take it as far into your mouth as you can and really suck it!"
Barbara's lips were ovaled around the thick, pulsating cylinder of hard flesh in her mouth. Her tongue, hot and pink, danced over Jason's mushroom-shaped cockhead and against the shank as she bobbed her head down, taking his prick deep into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned again, turning all her energy into her cocksucking. To her, this was the greatest thing in the world. Jason, her beloved Jason, was squirming in his chair and Barbara knew that he would never call her a teeny-bopper again.
She cradled Jason's balls in one hand and wrapped her other tiny fist around the root of the cock. There were several inches of hard cock still sticking out of her fist and Barbara used her lips and tongue on them. His cock throbbed in her fist, constantly getting harder in her mouth. Barbara's hot tongue moved feverishly, scraping over the sensitive cockhead and rolling in circles around the ridge that separates the knob from the shank.
"That's it! Arrrggghhhh! For a young girl, you're one hell of a cocksucker! Hot, it's so fucking hot in your mouth!" Jason moaned, fighting to hold back his cum. "I'm going to cum a gallon in your mouth! A fucking gallon!"
With her slender legs folded delicately beneath her, Barbara bobbed feverishly over Jason's prick, taking it into her mouth until the spongy cockhead rammed against the opening of her throat. Her lips rolled smoothly and wetly along the heavily veined length of cock flesh. Her tongue flicked and probed, testing the cock's hardness and working it into an even harder state.
"Mmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned, this time to let Jason know that she really loved using her mouth on his prick. If this is what a woman does, then she wanted to do it.
Barbara's long brown hair swirled between Jason's legs and tickled his thighs and stomach each time she took his cock deep in her hot mouth. She was tossing her face up and down more quickly now, her breath wheezing through her nostrils as she drew a tight suction on his savory prick.
"You cocksucker! I'm gonna cum right on your fucking tongue! I'm gonna fill your mouth with my cum and you damn well better swallow!"
What was she supposed to swallow? Barbara tried to think about it as she brought her lips up and down over the end of Jason's cock. There was so much Barbara didn't understand about sex, particularly about cocksucking.
"Arrrggghhhh!" Jason groaned. "I can't take much more! Ahhhhhhhhh!"
Barbara tasted and felt the first powerful eruption of jism splash against her tongue and she stopped sucking--for just a second to try and figure out what was happening. But then Jason pushed her face back down over his cock and the head of his prick threatened to burst into her throat. She felt the cum squirt directly into her throat and Barbara forced her face up so that just the cockhead was still caressed by her lips. Working her tongue hungrily over the head again, Barbara felt yet a third blast of cream splatter her tongue as jism trickled down her throat.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Jason screamed as his hot, hairy nuts jerked out the spunk.
Barbara moved her fist up and down along her bobbing lips, jacking the cock and sucking it at the same time. She rode Jason through all his tossing and turning, never once letting his prick slip from between her lips. Then, sadly, the salty eruption of hot, delicious cum stopped.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara purred, rolling her tongue in circles around his cock-head, sucking hard to draw the last drops of cream out of Jason's prick. She swirled her tongue around in her mouth, curiously tasting the thick, acrid blobs of jism before taking all of it down with one powerful gulp.
"That was beautiful," Jason sighed, slumped in the chair.
He couldn't believe that such a young girl had so wantonly sucked his cock and drunk his jism.
"How did I do? Was that good enough? Just like a woman?" Barbara asked excitedly, releasing the softening prick from her lips' embrace.
"Yes, it was great," Jason whispered, trying to catch his breath.
"Let's do it again! I'll be even better this time!"
Barbara used her fingertips to raise Jason's soft cock. Then she sucked his cockhead into her mouth again, taking all of the soft prick in and basting it with her spit.
"Nooooo!" Jason groaned. "I can't do it again right away! You've got to give me some time--and your parents are going to be home before too long!"
They talked for a while and then Barbara got back in her panties and pajamas and went to sleep with a strange, contented smile on her face.
* * *
In the three months that followed, Barbara learned to suck cock in every way imaginable. Never once did Jason try to fuck her, but almost every day he would shove his hard, throbbing cock between her lips until his balls released their load against her tongue.
Barbara almost became addicted to cock-sucking. It made her feel like a grown-up, even if she couldn't fuck. Jason had explained that she was too young and she accepted that. But that didn't stop her wanton cocksucking.
One time Jason met her in the park and she sucked him off, hiding in the bushes with many people around them. With the sounds of laughter nearby, Barbara had dropped to her knees and pulled Jason's cock out of his trousers. Then she gulped his prick deep into her mouth again and again until the fountain of his jism bubbled from his cockhead.
And there was the time that they sixty-nined in the back seat of Jason's car and nearly got caught because some punks riding motorcycles tried to bother them.
And, of course, Barbara had her lips on Jason's cock almost constantly whenever he came over to baby-sit. Sometimes she would suck him and then pull back and let the thick, white blobs of cum spurt onto her face and in her hair. Other times he would cum on her tits and she would rub the jism into her skin like it was cold cream. And still other times Jason would shove his cock into Barbara's mouth time and time again, then jerk off on her pussy.
But then it ended abruptly when Jason received a scholarship to go to an eastern college. He called Barbara on the telephone and told her he was leaving. It was as simple as that.
And then Barbara was lonely. The only boy she had ever loved had left her. She felt like her world had caved in. There was nothing left for her.
CHAPTER TWO
Jim Gilmour looked at Barbara as she slept on his sofa. He was staggering, swaying as he tried to focus his eyes. Barbara was babysitting for him and his wife and he had returned home early from the party, angry because his wife had refused to sneak away somewhere in the house and suck him off like he wanted her to.
Jim drank in Barbara's beauty. She was a sophomore in high school, with long brown hair that glistened in the pale light of the room. Her tits were nice, neither very large or very small. Her hips were tight, firm and athletic, leading to thighs that made a man's mouth water.
Barbara was on her back with one arm above her head, dangling over the edge of the sofa. She wore a white silk blouse with buttons down the front. Because of her restless tossing in her sleep, two buttons had come undone. Jim could see the edge of her white lace bra and quite a bit of her heavenly tits.
One knee was cocked up and Barbara's skirt had bunched around her waist. Jim saw almost all of her thigh. Only her panties, sheer, white and bikini-fashioned, prevented him from getting a good look at Barbara's pussy.
"I've got to fuck you," Jim slurred softly, pulling down his zipper to take out his soft cock. Looking at Barbara, he began stroking his prick. Soon it was hard and throbbing with life.
Jim sat on the edge of the sofa, his fingers just barely grazing over Barbara's soft, warm thigh. He wanted to fuck her so bad he ached. He wanted to feel his cock plowing between her cuntlips and slamming home, deep in her belly. He wanted it so bad he would have given anything for it.
But Jim also realized that Barbara would never consent to fucking him. She just wasn't that kind of girl. He had heard stories about how she always refused dates with boys. He had even heard the rumor that she had been in love with an old man years before and promised to never love anyone but him. And when the old man had died, she had vowed to stay celibate for the rest of her life.
But he also knew he had to fuck her, even if it meant raping her. His cock needed to be satisfied and only Barbara could satisfy it just right, Jim Gilmour was convinced of that.
Barbara felt the fingertips grazing her thigh as she slept. It was really Jason's hand, her dream told her. He had returned to make love to her. In her dream she visualized Jason's tender caresses as he pulled her panties from the swell of her asscheeks. She felt the panties being gently tugged down her thighs and her ankles being moved together so the panties could come off completely.
But then Barbara caught the unmistakable scent of whisky and her beautiful dream was shattered with the impact of a brick going through glass.
"What are you doing?" Barbara exclaimed, seeing her panties in Jim's hand. "Mister Gilmour!"
Jim leaped on Barbara, wedging his hips between her thighs as he slapped his palm over her mouth, preventing her from screaming. He could smell her delicate, feminine perfume and feel her firm tits mashing against his chest. As she struggled, Barbara's deep-brown eyes wide open just inches from his own, he felt her thighs sliding along his hips as she tried to kick him off her.
"Just take it easy and you won't get hurt," Jim hissed, suddenly quite sober. His cock was pressing against the thick, dark bush between Barbara's legs. "If you fight me I'll beat the living fuck right outta you!"
Barbara was too shocked to fight. Her hand was still over her head and the other was on her stomach, trapped there by Jim's weight. Even if she had had the presence of mind to do so, there wasn't much fighting she could do.
Suddenly, as though his cock could see its target, Jim's throbbing cockhead slammed against the opening of Barbara's virgin pussy. With a savage thrust of his hips, his cockhead strained to part the tight folds of her flesh as Jim worked the knob of his prick into Barbara's cunt.
Still unable to say anything, Barbara clawed at Jim's back as he tore into her. She tried to work her hips away from him, but he just kept driving deeper and deeper into her pussy. Then Barbara felt his cock strike something in her pussy. A second later she felt something tear inside her and his cock slid full-length into her cunt.
Once his cock was completely lubricated with Barbara's cunt juice, Jim began pistoning his hips up and down, powering his prick into the tight, virgin pussy as quickly as possible. His balls, still trapped in his underwear, itched and jerked, preparing to squirt out their salty wad.
Barbara's eyes fluttered. Jim's face seemed strange and far away. She had been acutely aware of the almost blinding pain in her pussy, but that had quickly subsided. Now she felt her tiny, seething clit take over her senses. With each powerful insertion of cock meat into her cunt, the fire inside Barbara's loins was fanned and grew hotter. She began to mindlessly twitch her hips from side to side, accepting the invading prick from different angles.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Jim grunted as he pounded his throbbing cock full-length into Barbara's tightly clutching pussy. He kept his hand over her mouth, still afraid that she would scream for help at any moment. He didn't know that her eyes were opening and closing dreamily because his "captive" was having the time of her life.
Barbara's free hand dangled over the end of the sofa. Her hips were still twitching and she couldn't seem to focus her eyes. Spears of erotic delight coursed through her veins, making her take in air with big gulps, which caused her tits with the big, tingling nipples, to mash even harder against Jim's chest.
"Nnnnn!" Barbara whined, hoping her muffled sigh sounded like a scream. Although she was enjoying every lusty inch of Jim's prick as it speared her pussy, she didn't want him to know how much she was loving his 'rape'.
"Arrrggghhhhh! You cheap cunt! Barbara, I'm gonna cummmmmmm!" Jim groaned, pounding his hips down between her slender, squeezing thighs.
His prick slammed home, his curly hair mashing and mingling with hers, his balls jerking between his legs. Then, like a geyser, the hot jism burst from his big cockhead, squirting into Barbara's pussy.
Barbara felt his creamy spunk flooding her cunt. Combined with her excited clit, the hot, spewing cum pushed her toward oblivion. She closed her eyes and squealed, arching her back so forcefully she forced Jim up, completely off the sofa. Her clear cum poured out of her cunt and trickled down the crack of her ass to be soaked up in the material of the sofa.
"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!" Jim groaned, working his prick into her cunt a few last times as the weak, final spurts of cum spit through his cock. He felt the way Barbara's pussy milked his prick's shank, working everything out.
When Barbara's cum subsided, she was once again aware of her surroundings. Jim was still on top of her, flattening her heaving tits with his chest. She could feel his cock shrinking in her pussy and feel the warmth of his jism. Barbara could even feel the jagged edge of Jim's zipper biting into her pussylips.
Jim stared into Barbara's eyes, trying to seem commanding in his drunken state. Slowly, he took his cupped hand from her mouth.
"D-don't say anything to anyone and you and I will get along just fine," Jim whispered. "But if you so much as hint about this... I'll destroy you. I'll make up lies. I'll tell all sorts of hideous stories. I'll destroy you!"
"Get off me," Barbara replied. "Get off me and I won't say a word to anyone. But you owe me, mister. You owe me and don't you forget it!"
When Jim got off Barbara, finally pulling his cock from her pussy, she kicked her legs off the couch to the floor. Smoothing her skirt down her thighs, she stood up and faced Jim, her eyes blazing with mock fury.
"I'm not going to tell anyone," she said, "and you'll never deny me anything from this point forward. Because if you do, I'll destroy you!" Barbara picked up her panties and handed them to Jim. "Keep these as a memento of this evening... and as a reminder that you owe me!"
CHAPTER THREE
Barbara felt vibrantly alive for days after Jim Gilmour had held her down and forced his prick into her cunt, taking away her virginity. For Barbara, Jim had unwittingly swept away all those terrible, futile feelings she still had for Jason. She thought of all the nights when she could have been out fucking some young stud, but chose, instead, to stay home and read a book or play her guitar and think about Jason.
"I wasted a hell of a lot of time," Barbara murmured as she looked in her dressing mirror. "But I'm going to catch up fast!"
Barbara studied her face. The high, prominent cheek bones certainly didn't need any make-up. Neither did her eye lashes or eye brows, which were both brilliantly black. Inspecting her full, supple lips, Barbara decided they needed just a little help to make her more alluring. She puckered up and applied a thin film of lip gloss.
Finally satisfied with her face, Barbara smiled into the mirror and spread her arms wide. "Ta-dahhhh!" she said. "It's my turn to shine, world! Look out for Barbara!"
Barbara rolled black, silk, thigh-high nylons up her legs. Then she added matching bikini panties and a sheer bra that cupped her tits without masking their shape and beauty. Finally, she slipped a black dress over her head, buttoned the buttons and fastened the slender belt around her waist.
There was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in!"
The door opened slightly and Barbara's father poked his head in her bedroom.
"You're pretty dressed up just to baby-sit, aren't you?" he asked.
"Well, you always say that appearances are important. I figure if I look nice and do my job well, maybe Mister Barker will tell his friends and I'll get more baby-sitting jobs."
"That's good thinking, Barbara," her father said. "I'm proud of you. You're really thinking like a young professional."
"I want to make you proud," Barbara said as her father closed the door.
Alone again, she thought, Yes! I do want to make you proud, my dear, prudish father! Proud that your little girl can get any man she wants! If you only knew how many years ago I started sucking cocks! How, as a flat-chested, tiny little girl I would put Jason's prick between my lips and suck and lick him until I had his cum gushing against my tongue!
* * *
"There's food and soft drinks in the 'fridge," Phil Barker said to Barbara as he was about to leave his house. "Take whatever you like. I'll be back a little after one, so if you want to take a nap, go ahead."
"Okay, Mister Barker," Barbara replied, flashing her employer a smile. "I'll see you later."
When she was alone again, Barbara let her mind drift aimlessly. She pictured Phil, his short, bulky frame nude with a raging hard-on sticking from his loins. She could see the look of lust on his face. Barbara hoped that he wouldn't get laid by his date so he would return home horny and ready for hot fucking and sucking.
* * *
Barbara heard the door open and close. She guessed that Phil was alone because there was no talking from the other room. Closing her eyes, she had to fight down a smile as she feigned sleep.
"Barbara, are you sleeping?" he whispered.
Barbara was in his bed, naked beneath the blankets. She blinked her eyes and looked at Phil. The covers completely concealed her body and she had put her clothes in his closet so he wouldn't know she was nude.
"Yeah," she murmured sleepily. "I guess I dozed off."
"How was the little one tonight?"
"Fine. I put him to bed at nine-thirty and he's slept since."
Barbara stretched her arms skyward, causing the blankets to slide down her body. Although they still covered her tits, the motion helped show off her fine cleavage. "Ohhhhh! Your bed is so comfortable, Mister Barker," she yawned.
Phil felt his cock stir in his pants. He couldn't believe that his baby-sitter had taken off her clothes and jumped into his bed. And he was particularly horny because his date for the evening hadn't let him do more than kiss her on the lips and feel her tits a little.
"Well, I'd better take you home."
With a sweep of her arm, Barbara whipped the blankets off her body. She closed her eyes and stretched again, knowing that his eyes were drinking in her beauty. Her tits, tanned right to the areolas because she used a sun lamp and never wore any clothes, jiggled seductively. Her stomach was flat and although she was on her back, her dark cunt bush couldn't quite hide her slightly moist, pink pussy.
"I'll be ready to leave in just a second," Barbara cooed. "Unless, of course, you would like me to stay for a while."
Phil Barker tried to speak, but his mouth had gone instantly dry. His cock was getting hard as iron, growing with each beat of his heart.
Sliding to the edge of the bed and sitting up, Barbara positioned herself directly in front of him, her feet on the floor and her knees spread wide to expose her moist cunt. There she sat, eye to eye with his growing hard-on.
"Awwww! It seems you've got something in here that's trying to get out," she said, her voice a petulant purr. "Let's let Barbara help the little critter."
Barbara unfastened Phil's pants and pushed them down his thighs. Then she brought his underwear down, too, exposing his big cock that leaped about, dancing out from his waist.
"I guess it's not such a little critter after all!" Barbara exclaimed, wrapping her fingers around the root of Phil's prick. Bending forward, her lips were so close to the taut cock-head that her hot breath caressed the aching knob.
"Shit!" Phil gasped, looking at the teenager's face just inches from the end of his cock. "I sure didn't think this was going to happen!"
"I did," Barbara said softly.
She flicked her tongue out to graze it over the end of the cock. Then she licked a circle around the head, causing a white drop of cum to ooze from the cockhead. Licking off the cum, Barbara purred low in her throat like a cat, and savored the tangy essence of his jism.
"Ohhhhhh!" Phil sighed.
Reaching down, he placed both palms on Barbara's head. He fondled the silky strands of her brown hair and let his fingers toy with her ears and roam down her back.
Barbara gave his cockhead a smacking kiss, then licked down the underside of the shank. She gently chewed on his prick as her tongue slithered and probed relentlessly. Then, finally, she was at Phil's big, cum-laden balls.
"Will you boys give me what I need?" she asked, squeezing his nuts gently.
She sucked one egg-shaped orb into her mouth and nibbled on it softly, careful to shield her teeth with her lips. After sucking on the other nut, Barbara started licking her way slowly back toward Phil's throbbing cockhead, which was resting on her cheek, warming her face.
By the time Barbara finally had his cockhead captured in the warm recesses of her mouth, Phil had regained his composure enough to start taking off his clothes. As the dark-eyed teenager looked up at him, her face stuffed with his tossing prick, he dropped his shirt to the floor. Soon his pants were around his ankles and he stepped out of them, never once taking his cock from Barbara's mouth.
Barbara was in heaven. It had been almost four years since she had had a big, throbbing cock in her mouth. Having her lips stretched and ovaled around the shank of a cock was better than anything the teenager could imagine.
"Mmmmm!" Barbara moaned soulfully, sucking hard on the rigid shaft of his delicious prick. "Mister Barker, I love your cock in my mouth!"
"I never figured you for a cocksucker!" Phil replied, rubbing his quivering knob over Barbara's lips and cheeks. "Suck it! Put that mouth of yours back to work!"
Barbara didn't have to be told twice. She opened her hot, juicy mouth wide and Phil rammed his cock in. Her lips circled tightly around his thrusting shank as her tongue scraped against the sensitive, spongy underside of his prick.
The cock-hungry teenager met his stabs of cock by lunging at him, taking his fleshy prick into her face until the burgeoning crown slammed hard against the opening of her throat.
"Suck me, baby! Suck my big cock!"
Barbara used her mouth harder and faster on Phil's throbbing cock after the compliment. She had almost forgotten how wonderful it was to have a prick wedged in her face, ovalling her lips and pushing against her dancing tongue.
"Mmmmm!" Barbara moaned again, stroking the bottom half of his prick while she sucked on the cockhead and several inches of the shank. Her other hand was busy between her legs, reaming her tight, juicy pussy with two fingers.
Squirming on the edge of the bed, Barbara fingered her cunt feverishly, stabbing herself deep and rubbing her clit as she whipped her lips back and forth over Phil's prick. The fat, delicious cock was stuffed deep in her mouth, quivering with lust from the pleasure the teenager provided.
"I-I've got to... to fuck you!" Phil groaned through gritted teeth. His balls were itching, warning him that soon they would pump out their hot seed.
Barbara let the cock slip from between her lips, but not without a soft moan of protest. With his assistance, she moved to the middle of the bed and spread her legs wide.
"Right on in!" Phil urged, grabbing his cockhead and pressing the spit-wet crown against Barbara's slightly hairy pussylips.
The flared head of his prick pushed her pussylips inward at first, then parted them. Instantly he was reaming Barbara's young, nearly virgin cunt with everything he had. His bulky, muscular torso pistoned up and down in a fury, driving his cock into Barbara's willing cunt until their pubic hair pressed together.
Barbara's nipples were tingling and hard as they dug into Phil's chest. She hooked her ankles together behind her lover's back, causing her ass to tilt slightly upward, giving his cock a better angle to fuck into her cunt.
"Ahhhh!" Barbara sighed.
She wrapped her arms around Phil's neck and kissed him hotly on the lips, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. She jerked her hips from one side to the other, taking his prick into her cunt from various angles to further excite her burning clit.
Phil was sucking on Barbara's tongue when he felt her pussy juice gush from her cunt, coating his balls when he fucked her deeply. A second later, his teeth clamped down on her pink, slithering tongue as the eruptions of scalding cum raced the length of his iron-like cock and spewed into Barbara's cunt.
"Mmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned, her tongue still deep in his mouth as his hot blobs of spunk flooded her womb.
Barker's jism had hardly stopped gushing from his cock when he rolled off Barbara's body. She groaned her disapproval, her pussy suddenly feeling very empty, and pulled her leg out from under his body. Sliding down in the bed and curling her legs beneath her so her plump tits mashed against her thighs, Barbara grabbed his sticky, gooey prick.
"I'm going to clean your beautiful cock with my mouth," she said calmly. Then she plugged his prick deep into her wet orifice. The taste of salty cum was strong on the half-hard meat, reminding Barbara once again of a time long ago when she used to drink hot, tasty jism on a daily basis.
Phil watched the glistening red ring of Barbara's lips sliding up and down his sated cock and he groaned with satisfaction. Her long, straight brown hair tickled his thighs and stomach whenever she bobbed down, gulping his prick deep into her mouth.
"You're jail bait," Phil whispered, his eyes glassy with lust. He bunched a pillow under his head so he could watch Barbara suck on his cock more easily. "I could get arrested for this."
Barbara let his cock fall from her mouth and she looked up Barker's body to his face. "Well," she said, "I won't tell if you won't tell."
CHAPTER FOUR
It was on a hot and sunny Wednesday afternoon that Barbara saw Jason again--for the first time in almost four years. She was at the beach, showing off her body and the new French bikini she had bought, and working on her tan. And then she saw Jason. He was twenty-two, walking onto the beach with a leggy blonde about his own age.
Barbara, her skin gleaming with sun tan oil, watched Jason with tears of joy welling in her eyes. It was obvious to Barbara, that Jason was with his girlfriend, or worse, his wife. But that wouldn't stop her. She had to have him. She had to tell him that she wasn't a teeny-bopper any more and that she could fulfill his every need.
But the time had to be right. So Barbara's brilliant mind began calculating the chances of somehow getting Jason away from the blonde. She waited for nearly an hour, ignoring everyone near her. Finally the blonde went swimming, leaving Jason alone on the beach.
Barbara quickly got to her feet and ran to him, kicking sand up behind her.
"Jason, you've come back!" she cried, dropping down on the blanket next to him. "I thought I'd never see you again!"
The look on Jason's face was one of shock and surprised approval. In the four years that he had been in college, he really hadn't changed that much. But Barbara had transformed from a very young, flat-chested, little girl into a young woman with a mouthwatering 36-24-36 figure.
"Barbara Cody! My God have you changed! You're beautiful!" Jason said, looking first into Barbara's eyes, then down to her bulging tits that were just barely covered by her bikini. "You're a woman now!"
Barbara threw herself on top of Jason, knocking him flat on the blanket. Her lips caught his and she slithered her hot, searching tongue into his mouth. Barbara squirmed frantically, rubbing her big, marshmallow-like tits against his chest.
Jason felt her tongue slip between his lips. At the same time he felt his cock begin to harden in his bathing trunks. He hoped like hell Linda, his wife, wasn't watching. That would really throw a wrench into the gears.
Finally pushing Barbara away, Jason said, "Listen, Barbara, I think you're more beautiful now than ever, but I'm married." He raised his left hand to show her the gold wedding band on his finger. "Been married almost two years now."
"But you promised you'd wait for me," Barbara said, her eyes once again filling with tears. "You promised!"
"I know I did, but I didn't think you would wait," he said, feeling his cock getting harder still, and the bulge in his trunks becoming rather visible. "But I've never found anyone-young or old--who could give head like you can."
Barbara blushed. It seemed like a strange way to compliment her, but she did take pride in the way she gave blow-jobs. She wiggled her tits, shaking her shoulders a little to draw his attention to them.
"I've filled out a little since the last time I sucked your cock," Barbara said, licking her lips in a very suggestive manner. "And you don't need to just get blow-jobs from me any more, either. My cunt's just aching for your big, beautiful cock."
The words sounded harsh and foreign to Barbara--even though they came from her own mouth. She had decided that the only way she'd pull Jason away from his wife was to be sexier, hotter, more horny than any woman Jason had ever known.
"I want to suck your cock, Jason. I want to feel it expanding in my mouth, throbbing with life and jerking out that delicious, salty cum. I want to drink it all down, Jason, then suck your prick 'til it's hard again. Do you know that, Jason? Do you know how bad I want to have your cock in my mouth again? And you can fuck my pussy now, Jason. Do you want to fuck my pussy with your big cock?"
Barbara saw the pulsing cock jerking and straining in Jason's trunks and she knew her words were working on him exactly as she wanted them to.
"Come on," Jason said, looking out into the water. He spotted Linda swimming lazily. "I've got to have you!"
Barbara's heart was singing as she took Jason's hand and followed him through the maze of people. They ran away from the beach. Barbara's big tits bounced crazily as she ran, always on the verge of spilling out of her bikini, but never quite doing it.
"That gas station over there," Jason said, pointing to the sign a block away. "They've got to have a bathroom we can hide in."
Barbara's pussy was getting wet as her legs scissored with her running. Her long, brown hair flowed like waves behind her and her tits rolled sensuously each time her naked heel struck the pavement.
As he ran, Jason stole a look at Barbara. He couldn't believe how much she had changed, how big her tits had gotten and how shapely her ass was now. He remembered the suppleness of her lips and how expertly she could use them on his throbbing prick.
Jason got the key to the bathroom and they slipped inside. The floor was dirty and the room had a slightly foul odor to it. The bathroom was small and Jason and Barbara were forced to stand right next to each other to close the door.
"Damn it, Jason! I've wanted your cock for so long!" Barbara hissed lustfully, dropping to her knees on the dirty floor. She tugged down his trunks and his prick, just as long and hard as she remembered it to be, sprang out toward her face.
"Hurry, we haven't much time!" Jason urged, ramming his cock at Barbara, causing the knob of his prick to smack against her cheek. "Linda's going to notice I'm gone and--Ohhhhhhhh!"
Barbara opened her mouth wide and buried the scrumptious pole of his lust-hardened cock in her mouth. She whimpered with joy, drawing a tender suction on the prick and curling her tongue around his flared cockhead.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, pushing forward until the crown of Jason's cock was nudging the back of her mouth.
"Don't suck so slow, Barbara! We haven't got the time!"
Barbara wanted to prolong the blow-job for as long as possible, but she had to agree with Jason that time was of the essence. She didn't know what it was like to have a spouse to answer to, but she could imagine that it wasn't too much fun.
She whipped her face back and forth, taking his rock-hard prick into her hot, wet mouth until the knob smashed against the opening of her throat. Then, with her lips stretched tight and her jaw open wide, she chewed on the shank and rubbed the spongy, veiny underside with her tongue, enticing it to an even greater size.
"Ohhhhhhhh! That's it, Barbara! Suck my cock hard! Give me all you've got!"
Barbara bared her lips and let her white teeth graze lightly over the shaft of Jason's prick. He squirmed from the pleasure of it and entwined his fingers in her hair.
Sweat broke out all over Jason's body. Inside the small bathroom it was sweltering hot and having his cock sucked on by Barbara didn't make it any cooler. Barbara, too, was aware of the heat. A strand of hair stuck wetly to her forehead and she felt the heat of the bathroom making her whole body clammy.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara signed, lashing at the cockhead with her slick, pink tongue.
She gave the hairy nuts between Jason's legs a playful squeeze. Then she pushed her face toward his body again, taking the pole of his cock deep in her mouth.
"That's it, Barbara baby! Suck my prick! I won't be long now!" Jason said, still fondling the strands of her brunette hair. He reached down and untied the top strap of Barbara's bikini, causing the material to fall away from her tits. "Damn, you've really grown a pair of tits since the last time I saw you!"
Barbara shook her shoulders again, causing her tits to slap against Jason's thighs. Her lips were circled tight around the shaft of his cock, rolling along its length smoothly, wetly. Even as she pulled back so that just the tip of his throbbing cock was still between her lips, she never lost that tight, perfect seal around his meaty prick.
"That's it, Barbara! It won't be long now! I'm going to cum, baby! I'm going to cum right in your mouth!"
He bent forward at the waist and grabbed Barbara's big, jiggling tits. Her nipples were hard as rocks and he dug his fingers deep into the pliant mounds of her creamy flesh.
"Such tits!" he moaned.
Barbara used both hands on his cock as she sucked. She gripped his prick by the base, right hand over her left like a baseball bat, then sucked on the portion of his prick that jabbed through her fists. His flaring cockhead throbbed with passionate life and Barbara knew from experience that it wouldn't be long before that cockhead was spitting out the frothy, pungent cream she yearned for.
Twisting her hands in opposite directions, Barbara's hot lips bobbed over the cockhead, delicately and erotically squeezing the tip of Jason's prick while her hands worked hard and steady on the shaft.
"Take it! Take it! Ahhhhhhhhh!" Jason screamed, sweat dripping from his face as the burning streams of spunk erupted from his cockhead.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara sighed as the salty eruptions of cum splattered against her frisking tongue.
She felt his cockhead throb between her lips, and the cum racing though the tube of Jason's prick with her hands. She gulped down his juice quickly, wary of missing a single drop of the precious cream as it deluged her young mouth.
Barbara stroked and sucked, always wanting more cum to swallow. Finally, she knew she had everything Jason had to give her, but she kept sucking until he gently pushed her face off his prick.
"I-I've got to get back to Linda now," he whispered, every bit of energy having been drained out of his body. He tweaked Barbara's nipple. "I'll call you at home and we can get together later, okay?"
"Yes," Barbara answered, licking her lips to savor the taste of his cum. "I'd like that very much."
And then Jason was gone, leaving Barbara alone in the tiny, fetid, extremely hot bathroom. She was still on her knees, her tits still uncovered. Slowly she got to her feet and fastened her bikini properly. She hadn't the foggiest notion what the future held in store for her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Barbara spent almost a week waiting for Jason to call. She quarreled with her parents and consoled herself at night by fingering her hungry cunt in the darkness of her bedroom.
And then, blissfully, the call came and was answered by Barbara's mother. She took the message: Could Barbara come over and baby-sit? We're staying in the Hotel de France.
Barbara's hands were shaking as she read the note with the message on it. She gabbed with her mother and they both laughed, though for different reasons, at the irony of Jason having baby-sat Barbara, and now she would baby-sit for him.
It seemed to take years for the clock to finally read eight o'clock. Barbara had been ready and dressed two hours early. Her mind clicked restlessly as the facts tossed and turned inside her head. Would Linda be there? Jason certainly couldn't fuck her with his wife present--unless he meant to keep Linda off guard by dismissing Barbara as just a little girl he used to know.
Barbara thought and thought and still came to no conclusion as she sat in the back seat of the cab. Finally the driver pulled up to the Hotel de France and she paid him.
Linda and Jason were in the restaurant/bar, just as Barbara had been told they would be. She approached their table cautiously, not sure what kind of role she should be playing in front of Linda.
After introductions were made, Barbara sat at the table and was even served a daiquiri, although she was underage.
Inspecting Linda, Barbara could understand why Jason had married her--at least physically. She was a long-legged blonde, with big tits and a dashing smile. If someone glanced at her quickly, her predominant features would be her legs, tits and the crystal-blue eyes that shone bright and clear.
"After you finish your drink," Linda said to Barbara, "we should get back to the room."
"Yes, it's going to be a long evening for all of us," Jason said mysteriously.
Barbara felt strangely uncomfortable as she walked to the hotel room. Jason remained on her right side, even in the elevator. And Linda always stayed on her left side. It was almost as if they were guarding her--or making sure she didn't run away.
Once in the room, Jason closed and locked the door as Linda strolled to the bar and fixed three martinis. Then Jason and Linda sat at the edge of their king-size bed.
"Come on, sweetheart, have a martini," Linda said, extending her hand with a cold martini in it. When Barbara took the drink, Linda added, "Please, just sit on the floor."
Barbara did as she was told, kneeling on the plush carpet and sitting on her heels. She felt very uneasy being on the floor, staring at her lover and his wife at crotch-level.
"Jason has told me all about you," Linda said casually, pausing to sip her drink. "He says that you're quite the experienced cocksucker."
Barbara felt her cheeks flushing, but she remained silent, still not aware of what Linda's motives were.
"He's told me everything," Linda said. "From the first time he convinced you to suck him off, to your trips to the park, to your most recent blow-job in the gas station bathroom." She paused, tormenting Barbara even more as she sipped her drink and uncrossed her legs, spreading her thighs slightly. "So I know all about how much you love my husband's cock."
"H-he told you everything?" Barbara asked in amazement. "But why?"
Jason looked into Barbara's pleading eyes and smiled, rubbing his hardening prick through his slacks. "When a man gets married, he tells his wife everything. And if a man knows as much about his wife as I know about mine, then he knows what's going to turn her on."
"So what do you want?" Barbara asked, the suspicion now clearly showing in her voice. "What do you expect of me?"
"That's very simple, darling," Linda purred, letting her hand slip to Jason's crotch and fondle his throbbing, growing cock. "We want you to be our sex kitten. And do you know what?"
"What?"
"Within a couple hours you'll be jumping to fulfill our every command and wish. That's a fact, my delicious-looking, cocksucking teenaged friend. That's a fact."
And then Linda went to work on Jason's crotch, unbuckling his belt and opening his pants. Soon his big cock, the heavy, pumping vein running along the underside, was out of his pants.
"Do you want his prick, huh?" Linda asked with a sneer, curling her fingers around the throbbing shaft. "Well, if you want it, you're going to have to earn it."
"Go on, baby," Jason said, leaning back on the bed, his upper body propped up by his elbows as his feet rested on the floor. "Show the youngster what she's missing."
Linda dipped her head down. Her glistening lips parted and caught the quivering knob of Jason's prick. Pushing her face even lower, her cheeks puffed out with the girth of his fat prick.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Linda moaned, twisting her tongue around the cockhead as she chomped lightly on his prick with her lips. "Mmmmmffff!"
Barbara watched the spectacle with a mixture of lust and horror. It hurt her deeply to see Jason's cock being so wantonly sucked on by another woman. She wanted desperately to have her own lips once again tossing back and forth over its slick surface.
She also noticed, to her horror and fascination, that as Linda leaned to the side, her legs had parted and Barbara could see all the way up the young woman's dress. Frilly lace, garter straps, pale nylons and white panties were all exposed to Barbara's astonished eyes.
"What do I have to do?" Barbara begged, her mouth watering for a taste of Jason's cock. "I'll do anything you say!"
Jason put his hands on Linda's head and pushed her face down, forcing more of his throbbing prick into her mouth as he explained the rules to Barbara.
"If you want my cock, you've got to earn it," Jason said softly, trying unsuccessfully to ignore his wife's fantastic tongue and lips that seemed to be everywhere on his cock at once. "You don't get if for free anymore. If you want to get fucked by me, or suck my cock, you've got to eat Linda's pussy!"
"What?" Barbara exclaimed, her mind reeling furiously as she tried to sort out all the facts. "That's ridiculous Jason and you know it!"
"It's not ridiculous," Linda purred, releasing his cock from her mouth. She held the knob of Jason's prick so close to her mouth that her lips rubbed against it as she spoke. "If you want this cock, you've got to eat my cunt."
And then Linda slowly and sensuously sucked Jason's cock again, bringing her head slowly up and down to get every throbbing, quivering inch of his prick slick with her spit. Her lips trailed up and down, following every vein and ridge on Jason's prick.
Barbara watched Linda suck cock for a long time. She sat there on the carpeted floor, watching Jason's cock get harder and thicker in another woman's mouth. She had to admit to herself, if to no one else, that Linda certainly knew what she was doing when she had a cock ovaling her lips. Years of practice showed as she lapped, tongued, chewed and thoroughly tantalized her husband's pulsating prick.
Barbara let her right hand move almost as if it had a life of its own. With her eyes glued on Jason's cock and the lips that were working on it, Barbara touched Linda's thigh, feeling the warmth of her soft skin through the silk hose. Slowly, her fingertips crept inexorably higher until they were at the top of Linda's stockings, less than six inches from the blonde's pussy.
"I love you, Jason," Barbara whispered, feeling ashamed of herself for what she was doing and trying desperately to find some way to justify her actions. "I'm only doing this so I can have your cock inside me, in my mouth and in my cunt."
Barbara's eyes were still on Jason's cock and Linda's gliding lips when she suddenly realized that she was moving closer and closer to Linda's exposed cunt.
Barbara closed her eyes, pressing her full, pouting lips to Linda's knee. She caught the faint aroma of pussy juice--a scent she recognized from her own panties--and the slight fragrance of perfume.
"Mmmmmm!" Linda moaned, bobbing her face up and down on Jason's cock a little faster as Barbara kissed her knee. From the corner of her eye she could see as well as feel what the teenaged brunette was doing.
"Suck my cock, Linda," Jason groaned, filling his wife's mouth with his prick.
He tried to keep his hips still and let her do all the work, but his feverish balls were tingling fiercely, preparing to release their load of salty cum.
"Don't cum in my mouth until she's eating my pussy!" Linda gasped quickly, then plunging her mouth back over the rigid cylinder of lust-hardened cock meat.
Barbara was between Linda's thighs now, tugging her panties down. She backed up to pull the panties down Linda's legs. Then she spread Linda's legs again, exposing the puffy cuntlips that were creamy with her juices.
"I've never done this before," Barbara whispered, suddenly unable to take her eyes off Linda's cunt. "I don't think I know how to do it!"
"Go on, Barbara! Go on!" Jason urged.
Barbara sensed deep down in her soul that she couldn't do what she had to do slowly or she would surely back away. Just like swimming in cold water, Barbara decided the best thing to do would be to dive in head first. And with that in mind, she suddenly pushed Linda's dress up to her stomach and pressed her lips against her dewy, blonde cunt.
Barbara's lips made contact with Linda's pussy and she felt the curly hairs tickling her nose and cheeks. She felt the warm wetness of the cunt and, when she stabbed her tongue between Linda's pussy lips, caught the musky, salty essence of pussy juice.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Linda moaned, writhing as she sucked on Jason's cock.
Her lips tightened around the throbbing pole of prick in her mouth and she lashed at it hungrily with her tongue, urging her husband to deluge her oral cavity with his cum.
Barbara attacked Linda's cunt feverishly, digging her tongue deep into the hairy, slick pussy to scoop up the rich, tasty oil. She found, much to her own amazement, that it wasn't too bad to eat cunt. In fact, Barbara soon found herself enjoying the taste and feel of Linda's cunt against her lips and tongue.
Using her lips, Barbara captured the tiny clit at the top of Linda's cunt and sucked on it. She felt the older woman writhing in blissful agony and Barbara knew that she was eating pussy in the right way. She pulled her lips back to expose her teeth and nibbled on the puffy, fleshy cuntlips that surrounded Linda's pussy and once again drew a favorable response.
"Mmmuufff!" Barbara groaned, tonguing urgently at the drooling cunt. She was hungry for the creamy jizz that oozed from Linda's pussy. Jason had been responsible for her learning to suck cock at a very young age, and now he was responsible for her learning to eat pussy!
Jason felt his cum welling up and boiling in his nuts. The sight of his adorable wife wantonly whipping her face up and down over his cock was exciting. But it was also exciting, perhaps even more exciting, to see the teen-aged brunette eating his wife's hot, juicy pussy.
Barbara continued to tongue Linda's cunt, but then she remembered something that Jason used to do to her. Bringing her hand to her mouth, she sucked on two fingers and quickly got them lubricated with her spit. Then she boldly jammed them between the other woman's hairy pussylips and deep into Linda's cunt.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Linda sighed, pulling her mouth off Jason's quivering cock, momentarily shocked at the sudden intrusion of Barbara's fingers into her cunt.
Barbara licked and sucked on Linda's clit while she jammed two fingers deep into her pussy with jackhammer force. She reamed the tightly clutching cuntlips with her fingers as her lips chewed on the clit and her tongue scraped over the nubbin. Soon Linda was a quivering mass of frenzied flesh sitting on the edge of the bed.
Jason sat up slightly higher and reached over Linda's shoulder to cup her tit, squeezing the fat, firm tit through her dress and bra. His hand sent more bolts of sheer pleasure coursing through her veins and then he knew she was cumming. Jason couldn't see the girlish cum spurting from his wife's pussy, but he could see Barbara's face slowly getting wetter and wetter as she sucked and tongued faster.
"Lick it, Barbara! Lick up all her cum!" Jason shouted, now feeling his own climax approaching.
Barbara was surprised at the force of Linda's cum. One minute she was using her lips, tongue and fingers to tantalize her cunt and the next minute clear, hot oil was spurting against her tongue, seemingly from all directions at the same time.
As Barbara continued to suck cunt, she heard Linda moan. Looking over at the woman's face, she saw all that beautiful wavy blonde hair tossing back and forth and her throat working hard. It was obvious that Linda was gulping down Jason's cum.
"I thought I could have that if I ate you out," Barbara protest weakly, her voice barely above a whisper.
She quit fingering Linda's cunt and watched her continue sucking Jason's cock until it started getting limp between her lips.
"Ohhhhhh! Baby, that was fantastic!" Jason gasped, lying back in the bed and staring at the ceiling. "You really know how to suck cock!"
Linda looked at Barbara and licked her lips. It was a move that was intended to make the teenager jealous. It worked.
"Next time you can suck his cock with me. But right now you've got to clean us up while we relax," she said, twisting on the edge of the bed so she flopped backward next to Jason, her feet dangling over the edge of the bed.
Barbara, saddened that all she had to work with was Jason's limp, satisfied cock, was still happy to have that rather than nothing at all. She crawled between his legs and sucked his prick until it was clean of all cum. Then she moved between Linda's spread thighs and licked her snatch and thighs until they, too, were clean of all cum.
On shaky legs, Barbara rose to her feet to find Linda and Jason in a tender embrace, softly kissing. She felt cheated and abused, both by Jason and by Linda. It just wasn't fair! Barbara thought. She had done exactly what had been ordered of her and she still didn't get to suck Jason's cock until after he had shot his delicious wad in Linda's mouth.
"Oh, Barbara," Linda said, a sultry smile twisting the corners of her lips. "We'd like you to baby-sit for us tomorrow. Okay?"
"Where is your little one?" Barbara asked, not really too concerned about it.
"She's with my parents. They love her!" Linda said as she squeezed her own tit, rubbing the taut nipple through her dress with her palm. "Why don't you come back at seven-thirty tomorrow? I'm sure you'll find your next visit even more enjoyable."
When Barbara left the hotel room, she heard laughter from inside. She felt abused and cheated, but she also knew that she would return exactly at seven-thirty the next evening and do whatever they asked of her.
CHAPTER SIX
Barbara awoke at ten o'clock when her mother shook her leg lightly. Barbara blinked her eyes several times, then finally focused them.
"Why did you wake me up?" Barbara asked sleepily.
"Jim, I mean Mister Gilmour, called. He wants you over there right away to baby-sit for him," Barbara's mother said. "Hurry up, now. I've got a light breakfast waiting for you downstairs."
Instantly the memory of Jim Gilmour's prick slamming into her pussy and taking away her virginity flashed through Barbara's mind. She wondered if this time he wanted her to baby-sit, or just to fuck. Barbara hoped it was just to baby-sit because she wanted to stay fresh for Linda and Jason.
"Tell him I can't baby-sit, please. I've got to sit for Jason at seven-thirty."
"Not on your life, dearie," the mother said sarcastically, shaking Barbara's leg harder. "You've got to learn how to work. Ain't no other way around it in this here world. Might as well learn to work young."
Barbara groaned and nodded her head. To refuse to baby-sit for Gilmour would cause too many problems at home. Nothing was more appalling to Barbara than arguing with her mother, who could never see anything but her side of the story.
* * *
Dressed in a T-shirt and cut-off jeans, Barbara knocked on Jim Gilmour's door. When there was no answer, she knocked again, louder.
"Come on in!" she heard from inside.
Barbara opened the door and closed it behind her. She took a step into the room and suddenly a masculine hand wrapped around her mouth, silencing any scream. Another hand slipped between her legs from behind, rubbing her cunt in a rough, burly manner.
"Unngggggg!" Barbara mumbled, digging her fingernails into the hand that clamped over her mouth.
"Bitch! Fucking bitch, you hurt me!" Jim Gilmour rasped in her ear.
He jerked his hand up, jamming his knuckles into Barbara's pussy. Her feet came off the floor and the next thing Jim knew she was at his feet. He pounced on her like a big cat attacking its prey. Trapping her to the floor with his legs, Jim grabbed the two long ropes he had stashed under the couch.
"Nooooo! You're insane!" Barbara screamed, seeing the ropes.
She struggled harder, trying to squirm out from under Jim's body. She pounded on his chest with her tiny fists and discovered that it had no effect on him whatsoever.
"That's right, cunt! Fight me! I love it when you fight me!" Jim hissed. Grabbing Barbara's left wrist, he wrapped the rope around it several times. When he captured Barbara's right hand, he did the same thing, then circled the rope around both wrists at once.
"I hate you! Bastard! Bastard!"
Jim stood up, looking down at the tressed Barbara. She did have quite a sexy body, he concluded. Big tits, their size and shape clearly defined in the tight T-shirt. He drank in the beauty of Barbara's long, smooth and tapered legs. Her thighs were as firm and succulent as any he had ever seen.
"I didn't get enough of you from just one time around," Jim said, laughing. "Sorry about the ropes, but I didn't think you'd go along with me any other way."
"You were right, asshole."
Barbara's eyes were blazing with fury as she looked up at Jim. Suddenly, not really sure why she was doing it, she lashed up with her foot, catching Jim squarely in the balls.
"Awwwwww!" he howled, clutching his injured prick and balls as he fell to the floor in a writhing, groaning, twisting heap.
As Jim groaned, holding his balls, Barbara rolled over and got on her knees. A moment later she was on her feet, dashing toward the door. She turned the knob with her trussed hands and almost had the door open when a crashing fist caught her in the side.
The air gushed from her lungs and she slumped against the door, struggling to keep on her feet. Her strength suddenly gone from her body, Barbara slowly slipped down the door until she lay on her side, trying to get her breath back.
"You're going to pay for that one," Jim said, still rubbing his balls. "You're going to pay and pay for that! Nobody kicks Jim Gilmour in the nuts and gets away with it."
Jim picked up the other length of rope and wrapped it around Barbara's body, just above her elbows and below her tits. She wouldn't be able to strike at him again with her arms pinned to her body.
Barbara watched as Jim undressed. His prick was still soft and he rubbed his balls occasionally, groaning now and then.
"You're going to make my balls feel better with your mouth," Jim said, a sadistic smile turning the corners of his lips upward. "And then I'll show you something new. I'll bet you've never been fucked in the ass before, have you?"
"Noooo!" Barbara replied, her eyes wide with fear. "Please, I'm sorry I kicked you. I know I shouldn't have, but please don't put your cock in my ass! You'll kill me!"
Jim reached down and grabbed Barbara by the hair, jerking her to her feet. She squealed in protest, but finally was up on her feet again.
"If you scream, it'll only make it tougher for you," Jim warned.
He looked up and down Barbara's body.
When he had fucked her--raped her, to be more exact--he had never really got to see her tits. But he would see them this time. Again he attacked her, grabbing her T-shirt and shredding it, jerking on it hard, viciously tugging Barbara this way and that.
Eventually Barbara was naked except for her tennis shoes and her cut-off jeans.
"Yeah, those are a fine set of tits," Jim said, ogling the pair of nicely rounded, plump tits.
He squeezed one tit lightly, feeling its softness and warmth. And then he caught the nipple between his thumb and first finger and twisted savagely.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Barbara howled as the pain ripped through her body. It hurt so bad her knees nearly buckled.
"Nobody kicks me in the balls," Jim hissed, pushing Barbara down onto a couch. As she sat, his cock was at face-level. "Suck my prick, you cock-teasing bitch! Suck my cock!"
Barbara's eyes were glassy with pain as she looked at Jim's cock. She didn't know why, but she could feel her cunt getting wet and aroused from the pain and the ropes and the sight of the prick. Her body was betraying her, just as it had when she had been forced to eat Linda's pussy.
"Okay," Barbara said softly, trying to grasp the situation. "But I'm only doing it because you're making me. I wouldn't put that disgusting thing in my mouth unless--" Jim hooked his hand behind Barbara's head and forced her to his cock, which he held up at just the right angle so it would go in her mouth. Barbara opened her mouth and took the limp tube of spongy cock meat between her lips, taking everything in until her nose was pressed into the tightly curled hair sprouting above Jim's cock.
"Ohhhhhh!" Jim sighed softly, feeling the liquid warmth of Barbara's teenaged mouth gently surrounding his prick. "That's right! Ohhhh! Take it all down!"
Barbara let herself be maneuvered. Sometimes Jim pulled her head back and forth, other times he pumped his hips to fuck his prick between her lips.
"Mmmmm!" Barbara moaned, but quickly stopped herself. After all, she thought, she wasn't supposed to be liking this.
Tightening her lips around the slick, wrinkled shank of Jim's prick, she felt the cock slowly getting harder. Soon the round cockhead was touching the back of her mouth when he jammed it into her mouth. Not long after that, Barbara couldn't get all of Jim's cock into her mouth. It was just too long to do that without deep-throating it, which was something Barbara just couldn't do.
"Yeah, you've got a good blow-job style," Jim said softly, his anger subsided now that his cock was getting the royal treatment from Barbara's mouth.
Barbara rolled her tongue slowly and tenderly along the bottom and sides of Jim's big prick as he pushed it into her mouth. She tasted the salty juice that oozed from the tip and felt, to her chagrin, her pussy getting juicy and moist. With her arms pinned to her body, her tits were squeezed together, causing them to look even bigger and firmer than they actually were.
"Mmmmm!" Barbara moaned again.
She touched Jim's naked knee with her fingertips, almost forgetting the fact that he was forcing her to suck his cock.
"That's it, cocksucker. Use your lips on my prick. I'll teach you to suck cock, just like I taught you to fuck," Jim said as he put one foot up on the couch and hooked his hand behind Barbara's head. "Get ready, 'cause you're taking it all the way this time."
Barbara heard the words, but she didn't know exactly what Jim meant. Then, as she felt him pulling her face down over his throbbing, rigid cock, the awesome truth struck her. He was going to jam his prick all the way down her throat, whether she wanted it or not!
"Ummmmgggg!" Barbara mumbled, trying to tell Jim that she would probably vomit if he forced his big prick down her throat.
Barbara felt his spongy cockhead strike the back of her mouth and, blissfully, Jim stopped pulling her face over his cock. But then, suddenly, he was tugging at her again. She tried to push away, fearful that his hard cock would tear her throat apart.
"Go ahead and fight, fool! I love it!" Jim cackled, grabbing two handfuls of Barbara's brunette hair.
Then, with a savage jerk, he pulled her face to his crotch while stabbing his hips at her.
Barbara felt his cockhead sliding past her tonsils, expanding her throat. She tasted the bile rising in her throat and felt every throbbing inch and ridge of Jim's cock as it ravaged her throat.
"Awwwww!" Jim groaned lustfully, feeling his cock ream the teenager's throat.
He pulled harder and Barbara's nose was once again pressed into his pubic hair, his cock stretching out her throat.
Swallowing down her own bile, Barbara was convinced that she would puke. She just couldn't take Jim's angry cock all the way down her throat without puking. But, finally, she had every rigid inch of his cock in her throat and could feel the crown of his prick pulsing with lust and she wasn't vomiting.
When Jim pulled his cock partially out of Barbara's hot mouth, she sighed happily, her throat feeling less tortured.
"That was pretty good for the first time," Jim chuckled, withdrawing his cock completely from her mouth to rub the spit-slick crown against her cheeks and over her eyes. "Now let's see how you do the second time."
"Noooo--" Barbara gasped.
But she was silenced once again when Jim reamed her lips with his stiff prick. She squeezed his cock as hard as she could with her lips and even thought about biting his cock. Still, she knew that she could never bite Jim's cock off. No matter what he did, she would never do anything like that.
His flaring cockhead was once again wedged against the back of her mouth, then driven down her throat. To Barbara's surprise, his cock went in easier the second time and she didn't feel like she was going to vomit any more. The third time Jim plowed his cock full-length into her throat, Barbara relaxed all her muscles and the cock went in smoothly. In fact, Barbara took a certain satisfaction in knowing that, at her youthful age, she had taken everything Jim had to offer... and then some!
"That's great," Jim moaned, wiggling his hips from side to side as his cockhead throbbed inside Barbara's throat. "Now let me get a little taste of that young pussy."
Jim pushed Barbara backward so his cock came free and she was sprawled out on the couch. He walked into the kitchen. When he came back, Barbara saw that he had a long knife with him.
"Now if I were you I wouldn't move real fast or struggle. This thing is sharper than you can possibly imagine. If I wanted to--or if you struggle--your cunt could be a foot long!"
Barbara watched with horror as Jim gently worked the blade into her cut-offs and sliced through the crotch. Though her jeans were still snapped, the crotch had been cut open from leg to leg so that her cunt was exposed.
"That's great! That's just great!" Barbara snarled vehemently, looking down at her ruined cut-offs. "Now how the fuck am I going to go home? You've ruined all my clothes!"
"Shut up, cunt!" Jim snapped. "I don't want to be bothered with your problems."
Barbara was about to bitch some more but suddenly Jim's lips were rubbing against her dewy pussylips and she wasn't in the mood to complain any longer.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she sighed softly as Jim's tongue buried into her cunt. "That's great!"
Jim spread Barbara's cuntlips with his fingers, opening her pussy wide. Inside, the delicious, pink inner lips became visible. Jim slipped two fingers into Barbara's cunt, then attacked her clit with his lips and tongue.
"Mmmmfff!" he groaned, tonguing feverishly to drink up the teenager's hot, clear, tasty juices as they seeped from her cunt.
Barbara arched her back, pushing her cunt harder against Jim's face. She was faintly aware that her hands were numb, and she wished he hadn't tied the rope around her body because it was cutting into her back. But she really didn't care that much. Her cunt was getting eaten out and the ropes added a new and sexy kink to the whole thing.
"Yeahhhhh!" Barbara gasped, closing her eyes and concentrating on the tongue as it scraped over her clit. "Eat that baby! Eat my cunt, lover!"
Jim stabbed his fingers into her cunt until his knuckles punched against her pussylips. He sucked her drooling clit between his lips and lashed at it with his tongue, drawing another arch from Barbara. Then, to tease and torment his captive, Jim bit down on her clit with his teeth.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Barbara screamed as the bolts of pain ripped through her body, making her kick her feet and twist her ass until she managed to get her clit out of Jim's mouth.
"Ouchhhhh!" she hissed, squeezing her knees together to protect her injured cunt. "That really hurt, asshole!"
Jim Gilmour got up from the bed and looked down at Barbara. Damn, she was beautiful! Her lustrous brunette hair spilled over her shoulders and onto the couch. Big tits had the areolas that were a deep brown and the nipples were hard and pointed. Her narrow waist led naturally to the triangular patch of hair surrounding her pink pussy.
"I think it's time we introduced you to a new way of life," Jim said softly.
Then, with a cat-like move, he grabbed Barbara by the ankle and flipped her over so she was face down on the sofa. A second later he was stretched out on top of her, trying to guide his spit-slick, throbbing cock to her puckered, virgin asshole.
"Noooooo! Please, let me suck you off instead!" Barbara screamed, wiggling her ass to try and keep his awesome cock out. "You can fuck my pussy if you want! I'll do anything you ask, but don't fuck my--ahhhhh!"
Jim felt his spongy cockhead wedge into the tiny opening and he gave his hips a powerful jab. His cock threatened to bend in half, but then the bullet-shaped head of Jim's prick speared through the Barbara's resistance.
"Anrrggghhhhh!" Jim groaned, feeling his cock slide slowly and tightly into her ass.
He pushed down, inching his cock into her hot ass. It seemed three sizes too small for his huge prick.
The pain was blinding for young Barbara. With her hands tied, there was very little she could do to fight her rapist. Brilliant lights flashed in her head and she squeezed her eyes shut, hoping that maybe Jim would find it too uncomfortable to fuck her ass and stop. But that wasn't going to happen. She felt the long, quivering cylinder of unyielding cock meat driving deeper and deeper into her tortured asshole.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Jim groaned, working his prick into her asshole with short, powerful jabs.
Soon he had every inch of his cock buried in Barbara's ass. His pelvis was pressed against the tight, warm, firm orbs of the teenager's asscheeks.
"I'm tearing! I'm dying!" Barbara shrieked.
In truth, she was doing neither, but she wasn't aware of that yet. She was insane with pain, tortured beyond anything she had previously imagined possible.
"Tight. So fucking tight," Jim panted in Barbara's ear as he flattened himself on top of her.
He was fucking her asshole in long, smooth strokes, working his prick into her ass with the force that only a brutal rapist would generate.
Barbara bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming. She knew that, deep in her own heart, she had probably asked for something like this to happen. After all, she really hadn't fought all that hard the first time he had raped her. But this was different. This was sheer, unremitting pain.
Then, to her own amazement, Barbara suddenly realized that every time Jim ground down against her ass, reaming her asshole with his meat, he also pressed her pussy down against the sofa. Her clit was getting aroused! It really was! Barbara tried to concentrate on her pussy and ignore what was happening in her asshole.
"You cunt," Jim hissed. "Shit! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum right up your asshole!"
Barbara hardly heard his words. She was only thinking about her clit and how it tingled, scraping against the rough surface of the sofa.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Jim screamed, throwing his head back as the first blasts of hot, creamy jism spurted through his prick and erupted out his cockhead. "Fuckkkkkkk!"
Barbara felt his cum flooding her asshole and she smiled. She hadn't climaxed, but that was okay. The pain in her asshole was gone now and Jim had--true to his word--added another kink to her sex life. The next time she took a cock in the ass, it wouldn't be so bad, she figured. And the time after that, she'd be in absolute heaven.
When Jim rolled off her, uncorking his shrinking prick from her asshole in the process, Barbara slipped back into her role as the abused, raped baby-sitter, quietly hating her rapist but unable to fight him in any way.
"So how am I suppose to get home?" she asked, nodding at her shredded T-shirt on the floor. Her cut-offs were still around her waist, but the crotch had been cut away.
Jim started untying Barbara's ropes, shaking his head slowly. Now that he had blown his wad, he wasn't the bold, brave man he had wanted her to think he was.
"I-I don't know how you're going to get home," he said, his voice quivering.
"I'll tell you then," Barbara answered, trying to work the circulation back into her hands. "My tits are thirty-six inches, my waist is twenty-four and my hips are thirty-six. You're going to go to a nice store somewhere nearby and buy me some clothes. And shoes, too, size six. Now run along and don't come back with anything cheap or... " Barbara let her words trail off as she looked at Jim with that twinkle in her eye. One hand crept down between her legs and she fondled the lips of her snatch. "... no more of the good stuff. Get it?"
"Yeah," Jim replied softly. "I get it."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Barbara was wearing the new outfit Jim had bought her when she arrived at the hotel. The red skirt hugged her hips like a second skin, and, although the hem was at her knees, the slit along the side was high enough to show a dramatic portion of her thigh. Her blouse was cut low in front, showing off her tits which were unencumbered by a bra.
Knocking on the door, Barbara felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach. Whenever she thought of Jason, her cunt got creamy and she couldn't see straight. He was her first love and, she admitted sadly to herself, he would probably be her only love.
The door opened and Linda stood there, looking just as sexy and dangerous as she always did.
"Well, my dear, I must give you credit for being prompt. Please come in." Linda stepped aside and let Barbara in, then closed and locked the door. "Jason, our sex pet is here!"
Jason peeked out of the bathroom. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and half his face was covered with shaving cream. "Great! Hi, Barbara! I'll be with you two in just a couple minutes. Make yourself comfortable."
Barbara felt like she had a thousand butterflies in her stomach. Linda was standing so close to her she could almost feel the blonde's breath. And there was Jason, so cool and confident in everything he did. How could Barbara help but let herself be taken into the eroticism of it all?
She walked over to the big double bed and kicked off her shoes. Then she slipped onto it and crawled to the center, leaning back against the headboard.
"Yes, this is a comfortable bed," Barbara said, fluffing a pillow to rest her head against. "I didn't get to try it out the last time I was here, if you'll recall."
Linda smiled at Barbara. It was a smile of pure, uninhibited lust. "Yeah, I remember rather fondly what happened last night. You're what a teacher would call an apt student."
"And you're what I would call a slut," Barbara countered, staring straight into Linda's eyes, pleased when she saw the look of shock on the older woman's face. "Does that surprise you? That I can fight back--it surprises you? It shouldn't. I'm tough, tougher than you first thought. And you want to know something else?"
Linda hesitated, unsure of what the fuck was going on. She had been civil--even kind--to Barbara and then, without warning, the teenager had turned on her.
"What?" Linda finally managed to ask.
"I want you to eat my pussy," Barbara said, smiling her best little-girl smile. "And I want to eat your pussy, too."
Linda crawled onto the bed on all fours and Barbara leaned forward. Their lips touched softly and Barbara flicked her tongue out, gently working it between Linda's lips.
"Mmmmmm!" Barbara sighed softly.
She wasn't sure what she was trying to do, but she wanted to take control of her life--and Jason's. If she could make him do what she wanted, instead of the other way around, she'd have life by the balls.
"Listen," Barbara whispered, her voice a sultry purr. "I'm willing to bet that Jason has pretty much run your life since you've known him. He has a way of doing that. But I've got an idea that just might shift the controls in our favor."
"I don't follow you."
"Just follow my lead and before you know it, he's going to be doing whatever we want."
Barbara gave Linda another quick kiss on the lips, then reached out and cupped the blonde's big tit, squeezing it through her dress.
"Jason! Can you come out here a moment," Barbara called.
When Jason stepped into the bedroom, he still had the towel wrapped around his waist. Barbara gave him instructions to get dressed and go out to pick up some "necessary things" like liquor and K-Y jelly. Ten minutes later he was gone, leaving Linda and Barbara alone in the hotel room.
"That worked, but I still don't get it," Linda said, sipping a martini.
"Come here, you big-titted cunt!" Barbara said, her face set first in a cold glare, then twisting into a smile. "I want to eat your pussy!"
Linda grabbed her dress and pulled it over her head, exposing her G-string panties, garter belt, hose and lace bra. As soon as Barbara saw Linda's exquisite body, she wanted it more than anything in the world. She buried her face between Linda's tits, biting the bra with her teeth as she felt the soft warmth of the blonde's tits seeping into her own body.
"Ohhhhh!" Linda purred, shocked at the teenager's boldness.
Barbara rose to her knees, the same position Linda was in, and they kissed again. Tongues darted from mouth to mouth, searching for sexy nooks and crannies. As Linda's squeezed and rubbed Barbara's tit through her bra, Barbara worked her fingers into the G-string and was soon fingering Linda's tight, juicy cunt.
"Yesssss!" Linda hissed, cocking her head to one side to let the younger woman kiss her smooth neck. "Jam your fingers in my pussy."
There was a bit of wrestling around and soon Linda had Barbara's blouse off and her skirt pushed up around her waist, her panties discarded on the floor.
"Let me eat you first," Linda moaned, kissing Barbara quickly on the lips, then fastening her mouth on one of her firm areola.
Linda tried to devour the tit, sucking in as much of the tasty flesh as she could. Her left hand was busy sliding back and forth, working a finger deep into Barbara's hot pussy.
"Hurry, I can't wait any longer!" Barbara gasped, spreading her legs wider.
Linda slipped lower on the bed and looked at Barbara's dark pussy just inches from her face. It was glistening with pussy juice.
"Open it up," Linda demanded. "Up your cunt for me!"
Barbara did as she was told, using both hands to pry apart the lips of her hot cunt. Linda stabbed her middle finger up into the pussy as she bobbed her head down. Her pink tongue made contact with the cunt and Barbara writhed in blissful agony. It was a light touch and Barbara wanted her lover to lick hard and fast.
"Don't do it soft! Lick me harderrrrrr!" Barbara begged.
Linda stabbed her tongue into the crease as deeply as she could. Just above her own finger, she dragged her tongue up toward the clit. Her tongue scooped up the juicy, salty oil and she cooed like a kitten. Soon she was repeating the process, only jabbing at Barbara's cunt harder and pulling her tongue through her pussylips faster, licking up more cunt juice all the time.
"Ohhhhhhh! That's heavenly!"
"Mmmmffff!" Linda mumbled in response, unwilling to take her tongue from Barbara's cunt for even a second.
She fingered the tight pussy and lashed at it with her tongue until she was certain that the teenager was just seconds from climaxing. Then she stopped.
"Noooo!" Barbara wailed. "Don't stop now!"
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Linda assured her, grabbing Barbara's foot and flipping her over on her stomach on the bed. "This will make it even better.
"What are you--Mmmmmmm!" Barbara sighed when she felt Linda's tongue probing her asshole.
To have a hot, wet tongue flicking in circles around the puckered hole felt fabulous, particularly after the cruel raping it had received just hours earlier.
Linda pushed her tongue into Barbara's asshole, spreading her asscheeks with her hands. She licked from the bottom of the teenager's pussy up to the brown hole. Then she tongued and sucked it for all she was worth.
"Finger your pussy while I lick your ass," Linda hissed quickly, putting her tongue back to work on Barbara's asshole.
Barbara used her middle finger to tantalize her own clit. She rubbed the small, erect nub until it got her pussy all hot and frothy again. And then, just when she was about to cum, Linda stopped her again.
"Don't cum! Eat my cunt now! It's my turn to have my pussy licked!" Linda cried, looking up the teenager's body and grinning because she knew how badly Barbara wanted to shoot her spunk.
They changed positions and Linda leaned against the headboard, spreading her legs wide to give Barbara room. Barbara was flat on her belly, her big tits pressing against the bed as she pushed a finger into Linda's pussy.
"I'm going to eat you better than Jason ever has," Barbara promised.
Then she closed her eyes and started licking the puffy pussylips until all of Linda's cunt was slick and creamy.
Linda opened her cunt with her fingers and Barbara licked it, exactly as she had had her own pussy licked.
"Ohhhhh! That's it, Barbara! Damn, you sure learn fast! Mmmmmmmm! That's right, use your tongue everywhere! Finger my cunt as you lick! Ohhhhhh, baby, you're incredible! Fabulous! The greatest!" Linda purred, lost to the feelings that Barbara's tongue and finger provided.
Barbara swallowed down the hot, salty oil, relishing every drop of it. It was hard for her to believe that this was just the second time she had ever eaten cunt. And she wanted it! She wanted to feel the hairy pussylips pressing against her face. She wanted to feel Jason's sexy wife squirming with pleasure.
"Mmmmmm!" Barbara moaned, savoring the cunt juice briefly before drinking it down. Then she tongued for more. "I love it!"
"W-wait," Linda panted with some difficulty. "Let's sixty-nine! That way we can get each other off!"
Barbara pulled Linda down on the bed slightly, then twisted herself around so her knees were on both sides of the blonde's face. As she lowered her hips, she started licking Linda's cunt and felt her own pussy get invaded with Linda's hot, frisking tongue.
The two women were a squirming, thrashing, heaving pile of feverish flesh. They ate of each other greedily, each wanting to please the other to the highest extent. And then, just seconds from each other, both women reached their climax. Hot, clear, tart cum spurt from pussies, only to be licked up hungrily. Again and again the pussy juice poured forth, scooped up by greedy, tireless tongues.
Barbara rolled off Linda. They both stared at the ceiling, their tits rising and falling as they gulped in sweet, fresh air. Suddenly, Barbara started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Linda asked, too tired to even prop herself up to look at Barbara.
"I just thought of something," Barbara said, that little-girl giggle back in her voice. "You did something for me and I haven't properly repaid you."
Barbara hooked her hands under Linda's knees. Then she raised them and pushed them back near the blonde's face. Linda was doubled in half, her ass up in the air with her feet kicked over her head, toes on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Linda said with some difficulty, her chin pushed into her chest and her big, plump tits near her face.
"I'm going to .lick your ass!" Barbara chuckled, as she started planting light, wet kisses on Linda's taut asscheeks.
Linda grabbed her tits and pushed them toward her own face. She was just barely able to capture the nipples between her lips.
"This is a first for me," Barbara murmured. Then she stabbed her tongue at Linda's asshole. She fingered the tight, juicy blonde pussy as she licked the asshole.
"Mmmmmmm!" Linda moaned, sucking her nipple, enjoying the strange pleasure of having her asshole licked.
She couldn't imagine what had come over Barbara. Yesterday the teenager was angry and reluctant to make it with another women.
She had done it so she could have a crack at Jason. And now the young brunette was a cunt-licking nymphomaniac. Linda just didn't understand it.
Barbara tongued the asshole as she fingered Linda's tight cunt.
There was a clear method to Barbara's madness and she understood it fully now.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Linda went to the bathroom to "freshen up," Barbara quickly rearranged her skirt and put her blouse back on. A second after that she slipped out of the room unnoticed.
Down the hallway Barbara saw Jason talking to a maid about her own age. Bastard, she thought, sneaking past him, trying to line up a new piece of ass already!
When Barbara got home she called the hotel and asked to speak to Jason.
"Something came up and I just had to leave," Barbara said, reclining on her own bed. "Please let me suck your cock again, Jason."
"I don't know. For leaving like you did, I might just cut you off and you'd never have my cock in your mouth again.' "Please! I promise to be a good girl from now on," Barbara said, then added, "Can I talk to Linda?"
"Sure."
When Linda was on the line, the tone of Barbara's voice changed drastically.
"Linda, that bastard husband of yours thinks I can't live without his cock. Well, tomorrow sometime I'm going to be giving you a call, so stay in your hotel room."
"What's this all about?" Linda asked suspiciously.
"You'll see. It'll be great. But don't tell Jason anything. This'll be our little secret, just like our little fling in bed a little bit ago. Okay?"
"Sure, Barbara. Anything you say."
* * *
The next evening Barbara dressed carefully, choosing clothes and the make-up that made her look older than she really was.
She explained that she once again had to baby-sit for Jason and grabbed a cab to the hotel, her cunt just itching for action.
Once at the hotel, Barbara went straight to the hotel's bar where she sat on a stool. She ordered a scotch straight up and swiveled on the stool to survey the action. There couldn't have been more than ten people in the bar and most of them were men. Barbara dismissed the guys who were sitting alone--they just wouldn't fill the bill.
"There we go," she murmured, seeing three men in their early to middle thirties sitting at a small table sipping imported beer.
Barbara walked over to them, her ass swaying deliciously with each step. She was beautiful and she knew it. Her sheer blouse was thin enough so that the men could clearly see the pattern of her lace bra. And it was unbuttoned far enough down the front to draw attention to her thirty-six-inch tits. And she had chosen an ankle-length wrap-around skirt that parted in the front when she stepped, giving the men just a momentary glimpse of her almost-perfect thighs.
"Hello," Barbara said to the men, her voice a sultry purr. "Would you mind if I sat with you?"
"Sorry, lady," one of the men said, flashing a steely glare at her. "We don't want no hookers here."
"Gentlemen, I assure you that I'm no hooker," Barbara said, not altogether offended.
She raised her foot and put it on one man's chair, causing her skirt to split and expose her thigh. Barbara tugged up her silk nylon, giving the man a quick glimpse of her panties.
"Yeah, come on and sit down!" another fellow said, almost jumping to his feet to get a chair for Barbara.
Barbara sat down and immediately the men ordered another round of drinks. She drank and flirted with the men and soon discovered that the men all worked for the same company. They had intended to come to the bar for just one drink because they were in the middle of a rather intense poker game.
"Well, lets go back to the room then," Barbara said, vaguely aware that she was slightly slurring her words.
She was drunk and very, very horny. It wasn't the alcohol that made her that way, but the drinks had released whatever inhibitions she felt about doing what she had planned to do.
The men sat at the table in the Presidential Suite and started playing again. Barbara stepped into the corner of the room, totally unnoticed by any of them and stripped until she was completely naked.
Then, sipping a gin martini, she sat down on the couch, which was next to the poker table.
"Holly shit!" one man gasped when he saw her. Without her clothes, Barbara looked exactly like what she was: a very big-titted, sexy, horny teenager.
"What the fuck is this?" one man demanded, drawing a small automatic pistol from under his suit. He jabbed the muzzle of the pistol against Barbara's pussy. "What's your game, cunt?"
Barbara looked at the gun and smiled. She kicked her legs apart, exposing her pussy even more.
"I really think your cock would feel much better there instead of that silly gun," Barbara said, the giggle in her voice barely contained.
Moments later, two of the men were fondling her tits and cunt. The third man had walked around to the back of the couch, dropped his pants and brought out his half-hard prick.
"Now this is what I was looking for!" Barbara purred, grabbing his cock by the stalk.
She guided it down to her hot, wet mouth and sucked the head in. Her tongue danced lightly over the head, scraping it in circles.
"Mmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned.
Accepting more delicious inches of the man's cock, as his colleagues started fingering her pussy. She pulled the shaft of his cock and more prick pressed into her mouth.
"Good cocksucker," the guy hissed, trying to sound casual and failing miserably.
Barbara gave herself totally to the men. All she wanted was to be gloriously fucked and to have plenty of cocks to suck on. Beyond that, she wanted to feel free and independent and have Linda feel exactly the same way.
"Look at this cunt sucking my prick!" a man said, punching his cock between Barbara's sucking lips in long, smooth strokes and angling his cock straight down.
Barbara took his prick hungrily into her mouth. With her face tilted upward, her throat was in a direct line with her mouth. As his cock stabbed down, wedging past her tongue, she felt the flaring knob smack against the opening of her throat.
"Mmmmm!" Barbara moaned, curling her fingers around the man's balls.
Tugging on them, she got the point across that she wanted him to fuck her throat with his throbbing, iron-like cock.
When the man shoved his cock down, he was totally surprised to feel it slide smoothly into Barbara's throat. He saw the tight, red ring of her lips circling around the root of his prick and he could see her throat clearly expanded with the thickness of his cockhead.
"Holy shit!" he groaned as his balls flopped against the side of Barbara's face. "This cunt has taken all of me!"
Barbara's eyes were closed, but she could imagine what was happening. Her legs were spread wide and she felt at least two fingers from at least two different hands stabbing into her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned again, lashing at the drooling cockhead of the man's prick with her tongue.
When he pulled up so just the head was still in her mouth, Barbara swiveled her head in short circles. She chewed lightly on his cock with her lips.
When Barbara turned her face to the side, unlodging his cock from her mouth, she heard an immediate protest. But she knew the protests wouldn't last long once she spoke with her three horny lovers.
"Hey, guys, there's three of you and only one of me," Barbara said, pushing the fingers from her cunt. "So why don't you let me give a friend of mine a call?"
"She's tryin' to back outta this!" the man who carried the pistol said angrily.
"No, no! I promise you, I'm not doing that," Barbara replied, rising and moving toward the telephone. 'T just think that a friend of mine might really enjoy this."
Barbara called Linda's room and warned her friend that she was in for a "very erotic time," but said nothing more. In a couple minutes Linda knocked softly on the door and was shocked when Barbara answered, standing before her totally nude with a creamy cunt.
"Come on in and get comfortable--which means, take your clothes off," Barbara said. "There's no sense in giving names, since I don't know them and they don't know me and in a couple hours we'll leave and never see each other again."
"Right," Linda said abruptly, feeling apprehensive as she stripped out of her clothes.
Barbara stepped up to the gunman and unfastened his pants and pulled them down. He stepped out of them after kicking off his shoes and socks. He kept his shirt and the holster containing his pistol on.
"Why don't you get undressed, too, and you can make it with Linda. We'll take you," Barbara said, pointing to the third man, "on last--together."
There was general agreement and moments later Barbara and Linda were sitting on the couch with two men. Barbara had singled out the gunman as her lover. She wanted to cut him down to size with her body.
Linda was, to say the least, more than frightened as her man put his arm around her shoulders and turned her face toward him. But when his hot, supple lips made contact with hers, whatever reservation she felt, vanished.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she sighed, spreading her naked thighs.
With her right hand, Linda reached between his legs and wrapped her fingers around his limp prick. With her left hand, she reached into the lap of the gunman and grabbed Barbara's hand, which was already around the man's cock.
Linda's cuntlips were parted and a finger slipped into her frothy crease. Her hips wiggled slowly, almost mechanically on the couch. She stroked the man's cock, feeling it twitch ever so softly, slowly getting harder.
Barbara was giving the gunman a good going over with her lips, kissing and tonguing his neck as she used her fingers on his burgeoning prick. She felt fingers slipping easily into her pussy, spreading her puffy cuntlips and rubbing against her already excited clit.
Yes, yes, yes, she thought, an orgy is precisely what the doctor ordered. An orgy to really make her--and Linda--feel liberated from Jason and his egotism.
She opened her eyes briefly to see how Linda was doing, since her friend was no longer helping her stroke on the gunman's cock. The horny, hot-blooded blonde, Barbara saw, was kneeling on the floor, bending over her man's thighs to bring her mouth up and down on his cock.
"Good idea, Linda," Barbara murmured, sliding down onto the floor. She curled her knees beneath herself and pushed the gunman's legs wider apart. "Now let's see if I can make that cock really come to life."
"You'd better," the gunman hissed, leaning back on the sofa to place his ass on the edge, making it easier for the teenaged nymphomaniac to suck his prick.
Placing her hands flat on his body, Barbara captured his half-hard cock in the crotch of both thumbs and propped the meat upward. Then, looking into the gunman's face and licking her lips sensuously, Barbara lowered her mouth over the soft crown at the cock's tip.
"Arrrggghhh!" the gunman groaned, feeling his prick being enveloped in the hot, wet recesses of the teenager's wanton mouth.
Barbara bobbed down on the flaccid prick, taking all of it into her mouth. Her tongue danced around the slick cock, gently prodding it into hardness. And soon, with her lips and tongue working slowly and expertly, the gunman's prick was standing up from his body, rigid as a fence post.
Mmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned, stroking the root of the cock while bringing her lips up and down over the flaring tip.
Stealing a quick glance to the side, she saw that Linda was still sucking her man's prick, taking it deep into her hot, juicy mouth. His cock, too, was rock-hard and ready to shove into a pussy.
Linda cupped her man's balls in her hand, squeezing them lightly as she brought her lips down the veiny shaft of his cock. When she felt the cockhead nudging the back of her mouth, Linda rotated her face around the throbbing column of his prick, enticing it to vibrate between her lips.
"Come on, bitch! I've got to teach you how fuckin' is really done," the gunman growled, grabbing Barbara by the hair to snap her head off his prick. Her mouth slipped away from the fat cockhead with a soft smacking sound.
"Ouch! Lighten up, man, I'll fuck you!" Barbara said. She turned her back to the gunman and backed up, straddling his legs with hers and positioning herself so her gushing cunt was directly above his hard prick.
Linda, too, straddled her lover in the same position. Reaching down, she grabbed his cock and pressed the head against her cuntlips.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she sighed, lowering herself so that the pricktip was splitting her pussy.
Then, releasing herself entirely to her lusty demands, she dropped down on the cock, accepting it full-length into her cunt.
"Yesssssss!" Barbara hissed, dropping down on the pole of cockflesh that split her cuntlips so wonderfully. She tossed her head back and her mouth gaped open as she whimpered with joy.
As she bounced on the gunman's lap, there were sucking sounds as her pussy worked on his cock. She gulped in air. Her big tits wiggled crazily, the areolas inflamed and the nipples pointed.
The gunman grabbed Barbara's firm hips and helped guide her up and down, pacing her bounces with the upward thrusts of his hips. Her pussy juice was trickling down his prick, making his hairy nuts wet.
Side by side the two young women fucked their men, tossing their shapely asses up and down to take the lusty poles of hardened meat into their hot, wanton bodies.
"S-so g-g-good!" Barbara gasped. Her words got jumbled together from her bouncing. As she dipped her hips down to fuck the gunman, she fingered her hot, drooling clit until her body quivered with impending orgasm.
"Fuck me lover!" Linda panted, closing her eyes.
She just couldn't look at the third man as she fucked. He was sitting in a chair facing her, stroking his hard cock. And Linda knew that once she finished fucking her man, she'd have to take him on whether she wanted to or not. Barbara, that crazy teenager, had gotten her into this lovely mess.
"Cocksuckerrrrrrr!" the gunman screamed, his voice guttural with lust.
He dug his fingers deep into the soft flesh of Barbara's tits, mauling them as her jerked her body up and down on his cock.
"Fuck meeee! Cum in my pussy, asshole! Cum in my cunt and make me feel good!" Barbara whined.
Rubbing her clit faster with her finger, she wanted to release her cum all over the man and make him messy with her oil. She would take everything he had to offer--and still want more.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Fuck meeeeee!" Barbara screamed.
Her clit suddenly erupted and her insides quaked. Her hands trembled. Her eyes were open, but they were glazed over and totally unseeing.
The gunman felt his balls being deluged with Barbara's oils and he couldn't do anything but release his own hot, spurting jism. His balls jumped in their sac and spurt creamy jism that flooded the teenager's womb. Powerful jets of yellowish cream spurt from the tip of his cock, milked from his prick by Barbara's squeezing pussy.
When Linda fell face down on the floor and seemed to hug the carpet for support, Barbara knew that her new friend had had her pussy filled with jism and had cum, too. With a groan, Barbara rose to her feet, uncorking the cock from her snatch.
"That was great!" she told the gunman, who was slumped back on the sofa, gasping for air. "You really know how to use that prick."
When they regained their composure, Linda whispered to Barbara that she simply couldn't take on the third guy. Barbara was disappointed with her busty, blonde friend, but didn't press the point. Instead, she knelt before the third man and whacked on his prick until he squirted his cum all over her tits.
CHAPTER NINE
Barbara returned home after the orgy feeling just as daring as she had when she had first conceived of having one. She was surprised at her blonde friend's lack of spirit and her unwillingness to suck off that last man, but it didn't bother Barbara all that much. Her own young body was at its prime, firm, shapely and constantly needing enjoyment.
"Poor Jason must really be getting horny for me by now," Barbara said. "Congratulations to me for not giving in to him. Now if he wants me, he's got to come to me."
She was sitting in front of her mirror, rubbing tanning lotion into her tits and thighs. It was a lazy Thursday afternoon and she had nothing better to do than sit in the sun and read a good book.
Barbara's mind drifted and she pondered the events of the past weeks. True, she had been sucking cock when she was a very young girl. But she had stopped for four years and her sex life had gone straight down the toilet. But then, just a few weeks earlier, Jim Gilmour had held her down and stolen her virginity through rape. Since then she had continually sought one thrill after the other and each succeeding thrill needed to be just a bit more bizarre, a bit more erotic, than the last one.
But where was there to go now? She had been in an orgy--although Barbara was disappointed because there hadn't been a group grope as she had hoped for. She had toyed with bondage. She had sucked cocks and taken a prick into her ass. What other erotic and twisted thrills awaited her?
Barbara went into her back yard and stretched out on a blanket, letting the brilliant sun warm her back. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep and dream...
* * *
... Barbara was on her hands and knees on Main Street. The rough surface of the tarred road bit into her warm flesh and she was completely naked. Surrounding her in a big circle were the residents of her neighborhood. From the corner of her eye she could recognize some of the people. Her mother and father, Jason, Linda and a few others.
Barbara couldn't turn her head very much to see the others nearby because Jim Gilmour was on his knees in front of her. He was fully clothed with his cock jutting from the fly of his pants as he rammed his prick between her full, rosy lips. Behind her, Mr. Barker was sliding his throbbing cock in and out of her asshole.
"Mmmmmfff!" Barbara groaned.
She was embarrassed by the crowd watching her, but excited by the two big pricks that shoved forcefully into her body. She spread her hands out on the tar and tilted her head up higher so Jim could ream out her throat with his prong.
"Fuck the slut!" Barbara's father shouted.
"Fuck her asshole! Give it to her good, Jim!" Barbara's mother added.
Barbara's brunette hair glistened in the sunlight, hanging down both sides of her face. Her hair jerked back and forth as she shoved us first forward, then backward by Phil Barker's urgent buttfucking.
She moaned again, opening her throat to let Jim plow his cock full-length into her mouth. She tightened her soft lips around the root of his prick, sucking hard, wanting to taste his hot cum.
Her tits jiggled. Her nipples were hard as pebbles as they rolled beneath her. Reaching around her body, Mr. Barker grabbed one tit and squeezed it hard. The plump flesh bulged through his fingers.
Why was she here, fucking and sucking in front of everyone she knew? Barbara asked herself. And how did she get here?
She looked at her parents and almost gagged on Jim's cock with surprise. Her mother was on her knees in front of her beloved Jason, tossing her face over his massive, meaty cock. And Linda was on her knees, fingering her hot pussy as she sucked on Barbara's father's cock.
"Ohhhh! You cunt! How do you like this, eh?" her father shouted, working his hips to stab his cock into Linda's mouth from a different angle.
Barbara tried to turn her face more to get a better look at what her father was doing. When she did, Jim's fat cockhead slipped between her teeth and her cheek, puffing out the side of her face massively, stretching and distorting her lovely facial features.
"Pay attention to me, cocksucker!" Jim hissed, lightly slapping Barbara on top of the head. "You'll be sucking your ol' man off soon enough!"
Could it be true? Would she really suck off her own father? The questions haunted Barbara and she attacked Jim's dick with renewed energy, taking his cock into her mouth until her lips were pressed against his zipper.
She tossed her hips, tightening her asshole to urge Mr. Barker to squirt his pungent juices into her ass. She felt his fingers digging into her tit. Before her, Jim's pulsating cock was reaming out her throat and he slapped her tauntingly on the cheeks.
"Suck it! Suck it! Suck it!" Jim chanted.
He punctuated each curse with a light slap on the cheek. He punched his cock down her throat, feeling her muscles milking the head of his ass cock.
Phil Barker was getting close to blowing his wad. He watched Barbara's skin ripple each time his hips plowed into her ass. Such a young girl to be fucked in the ass, he thought.
"You whore," he whispered, feeling his balls beginning to tingle. "I'm going to fill your ass up with my cum! Ohhhh! Yeah, that's exactly what I'm going to do!"
Barbara was moaning softly, trickles of spit running down her cheeks to her chin as she sucked on Jim's prick. Her jaws ached from being open so wide for so long and she lusted for the taste of his creamy jism splattering against her tongue.
Glancing to the side, she saw her mother's throat working fiercely as she gulped down Jason's spunk. Linda was still sucking her father's prick, but from the look on his face it wouldn't be long before he gave her a mouthful of cum.
"Arrrggghhh! I'm cummingggg!" Mr. Barker groaned, reaming Barbara's asshole with all his energy, his cock slamming up her ass, jerking out his cream.
Barbara gasped, sucking harder still. Her reward came quickly, with Jim skewering her burned-out throat with his prick as the volcanic blasts of his spunk jetted down her gullet.
Barbara swallowed and sucked and swallowed and sucked. Finally she had jism warming both her asshole and her stomach. And then, with their cocks still hard, Jim and Phil stepped away from Barbara, leaving her there in the middle of Main Street on her hands and knees.
"Oh, yessss!" Barbara hissed when she saw her father walking toward her, his prick arching out of the fly of his pants still glistening with Linda's spit.
"Now suck my cock, or you don't get any supper tonight," her father said, grinning in a way she had never seen him grin before as he dropped slowly to his knees, his cock just inches from her open mouth.
"Yessss!" Barbara purred.
Closing her eyes, she opened her cock-hungry lips wide for him. He could fuck her face and take charge, Barbara decided. That would make him feel more in control...
CHAPTER TEN
Barbara awoke in a feverish panic. The memory of her dream shook her senses and she remembered, with vivid clarity, the sight and smell of her father's cock as it approached her open mouth.
She got to her feet and dashed in the house. She had to get laid immediately. Any delay, she was certain, would cause her to go insane with lust.
"Don't you think you should put something else on?" she heard her mother say as she ran out the front door.
Barbara ignored her question. So what if she was running around the neighborhood in just her bikini? So what if her thirty-six-inch tits bounced with each step she took and seemed forever on the verge of spilling out? So what if the bottom of the bikini hardly covered the crack of her taut ass and occasionally let her curly cunthairs escape from the front?
Barbara spied Jim Gilmour raking his front yard and she ran to him, her massive tits bouncing crazily.
"Mister Gilmour, I need you right now!" she said, her voice pleading with him.
Jim's eyes raked up and down Barbara's lithe body. The bikini was so small the areolas of her tits could almost be seen. Her legs, tanned and glimmering with lotion, looked good enough to eat.
"My wife's inside," he complained, his prick already growing in his slacks. "I really can't get away."
Barbara was frantic. She looked around the neighborhood and saw Mr. Barker watering his lawn.
"Come with me," she said, her voice commanding. "Maybe Mrs. Barker's not home."
Jim followed Barbara, watching the cheeks of her ass undulating as she ran. He wasn't sure what she was up to, but Jim wanted-- needed--to fuck his cock into her hot body somewhere. He didn't care if it was her mouth, cunt or ass... he just needed to get off on her body.
"Mister Barker," Barbara gasped, running up to him. "Is your wife home?"
"She's sleeping," Barker replied, his eyes darting from Jim to Barbara.
"That's okay. We won't make much noise!" Barbara said, grabbing Mr. Gilmour and Mr. Barker by the arms and leading them quickly to the house.
When they were in the house, Barbara stripped out of her bikini, then helped Phil Barker and Jim Gilmour drop their pants, exposing their soft cocks.
"This is ridiculous," Mr. Barker hissed, not wanting to get it on with Barbara knowing his wife was sleeping in the other room, but unwilling to stop. "I know it'll be a divorce for me."
"Shut up," Barbara demanded, dropping to her knees and grabbing both cocks, holding them so the tips were nearly touching.
"Suck it!" Jim gasped, not at all afraid of the consequences.
Barbara picked up their pricks and licked from one set of balls to the other, lashing at the tops and sides of both pulsating cocks, feeling them twitch and grow in her fists.
"Mmmmmmm!" she sighed, curling her tongue around Mr. Gilmour's cockhead and sucking it into her mouth briefly before giving the same royal treatment to Mr. Barker's cock.
Soon Barbara had both pricks dancing, throbbing with bone-like hardness. She noticed that Jim's cock was considerably larger-- both in length and thickness--than Phil's. Either way, she lusted for both delicious cocks.
"Ohhhhhhhh! I love your big prick!" Barbara sighed.
She grabbed Jim's prick by the root and plugging it into her mouth. She bobbed over the prick's tip, taking the mushroomed head of his cock into her mouth so that its thickness pressed her tongue down and bulged her cheeks out.
"She's so young," Mr. Barker said softly, watching Barbara's fingers trailing from the root to the tip of his cock as she sucked on Jim's prick. "I never met a cocksucker so young before."
"Arrrgggghhhh!" Gilmour groaned in response, his cock jammed into the teenager's face, the huge cockhead pressing against the roof of her mouth.
Barbara rotated her face around the fat, massive pole of cock meat. Her tongue scraped over the head and against the underside. Then she pulled back so that just the crown of Jim Gilmour's cock was still in her mouth.
She moaned again, trying to wiggle her tongue into the slitted tip. As she sucked, she pounded on Mr. Barker's prick in her left hand, stroking it from the tip to his nuts.
Turning her face from Jim, Barbara started sucking on Phil's cock, gulping the throbbing prick down her throat until she felt his balls tickling her chin.
"Damnnnn!" Mr. Barker moaned quietly. "This girl can really suck cock. Damn, can she suck!"
Barbara mouthed their pricks one at a time until both were wet with her spit. Then she pounded on them with her hands. This wasn't a time when she wanted to prolong the sucking or fucking. All she wanted was their cum immediately.
"On the couch," she whispered frantically. "You can fuck me in the ass."
Barbara rose and got on the sofa on her hands and knees. Phil Barker positioned himself behind her taut, upturned ass. Jim Gilmour, his big prick wagging as he walked, sat down in front of her and twisted sideways on the couch, his legs surrounding the teenager.
"Fuck me in the ass," Barbara said to Mr.
Barker. "Fuck me hard!"
"Be quiet!" Mr. Barker growled. "You'll wake my wife!"
"I know how to shut her up," Mr. Gilmour said, an evil grin again twisting his face.
He grabbed Barbara by the hair and jerked her face against his prick. Barbara whimpered to protest her hair being pulled. But she happily turned her face toward Jim's cock and took his prick deep into her mouth.
Phil Barker used his thumbs to spread Barbara's asscheeks, exposing her puckered ass. He touched her asshole with the tip of his bullet-shaped cockhead and pushed forward gently.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned, sucking more urgently on Jim Gilmour's prick when she felt the pressure of Mr. Barker's cock against her asshole.
Phil, a gentle man, had never fucked anyone in the ass before. He was afraid that he'd hurt Barbara if he fucked her hard, as she asked. And to further torment him, he felt altogether uneasy about fucking the teenaged temptress when Jim Gilmour was there with them-- especially when his wife was sleeping in the bedroom.
"Come on, fuck meeee!" Barbara gasped, looking over her shoulder briefly at Mr. Barker. She wiggled her ass temptingly, needing to feel his cock ramming deep into her bowels.
"Okay, bitch!" Phil hissed through clenched teeth. "You want it rough? I'll give it to you!"
And then he had his cock at Barbara's asshole again. With a groan and a heave of his hips, he stabbed every throbbing inch of his cock into her ass, stretching the tiny asshole massively.
Barbara sighed as the thick pole of lust-hardened prick slid up her ass. She wiggled her ass backward, taking the cock even deeper into her body as she deep-throated Mr. Gilmour's prick.
Mr. Barker saw his cock gliding between the plump cheeks of Barbara's ass and he groaned low in his throat. Assfucking! Placing his hands flat on the small of her back, he released whatever inhibitions he had and started fucking Barbara in long, smooth, measured strokes, ramming his cock up her ass until his balls slapped against her thighs.
Barbara grabbed Jim Gilmour's prick by the root and squeezed it as she tossed her face over that part of his cock that jutted from her fist. The knob of his prick was red, and by the way it pulsated between her lips, Barbara knew that it wouldn't be too long before she got her mouthful of hot, juicy cum.
"That's it, baby!" Jim whispered, smoothing Barbara's long, silky hair away from her face so he could better watch her sucking his cock. "Suck it good! All the way down! Ohhhhh! Yeah, that's right!"
Phil plowed his aching prick into Barbara's tight asshole and felt himself lose control. Suddenly, as though his senses had all left him, he felt his jism boiling in his nuts.
"Arrrggghhhhh!" he groaned, pulling back then reaming the asshole once more, the cum exploding from his nuts, geysering from the tip of his prick.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Barbara sighed, tonguing Mr. Gilmore's cock faster as she felt her ass being flooded with Mr. Barker's pungent cream.
"Ohhhh! I'm going to cum," -Jim panted softly, groaning as he fought to hold back his jism.
Barbara sucked harder on his delicious cock, whipping her face back and forth over its throbbing length and jerking on the base of it.
"Barker, back away," Mr. Gilmour said, again grabbing Barbara by the hair. "I'm going to cum on her face!"
Phil pulled his cock from the teenager's hot asshole and together they twisted Barbara around until she was on her back on the sofa.
"Cunt! Slut! Whore!" Jim hissed, pounding on his bone-like prick.
Barbara looked at Jim Gilmour with passion-fogged eyes. He was kneeling over her face, and Phil Barker was standing near the edge of the sofa. She grabbed Mr. Barker's sated prick and cupped Mr. Gilmour's balls in her palm, opening her mouth and waiting for the cum to cascade down onto her face.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Jim groaned, stroking his feverish cock harder.
The cum welled up in his nuts and his fist was just a blur on his prick. Then the first rich blast of thick juice spurt from his cockhead.
For Barbara, it seemed like the world had suddenly slipped into slow motion. She saw with agonizing clarity as a thick, yellowish stream of cum shot from Mr. Gilmour's cock, arched through the air, then splattered against her top lip and cheekbone.
She felt his nuts leap in their sac as a second eruption squirted like a fountain from his cock, flying through the air to make a stringy line from her chin down to her neck. A third blast hit Barbara in her open mouth and, as she was drinking that down, a fourth eruption struck her on the cheek.
The remainder of Jim Gilmour's cream came out in drops, which his pounding hand scattered over Barbara's face, tits and into her hair. Finally, when he was done, he plugged his cock back into Barbara's mouth. Barbara sucked hard on the meat, squeezing the shank with her fist to work that last drop of cum out. As she sucked, she felt Phil's prickhead touching her face, too. She turned Mr. Gilmour's cock loose and gulped Mr. Barker's limp prick down her throat, not caring that just moments before it had been rammed up her asshole.
"We've got to get out of here," Phil said eventually, pulling up and fastening his pants. "We've been lucky so far, but let's not chance it too much."
Barbara put her bikini back on, then used a finger to scoop the cum from her face. She licked her cum-smeared finger like it was an ice cream cone. Finally her face was clean of jism and her raging lust for cocks had been somewhat satisfied. Still, her cunt was tingling. It was, after all, her only orifice not to have had a cock rammed into it.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Later that evening, Barbara was once again so horny she ached. But now she ached for one cock in particular--Jason's. She put on a nice, light dress that was fairly conservative in that it did nothing to reveal the true beauty of her tits and legs. With her hair piled in a loose bun at the back of her head, a few strands tumbling down to frame her face, Barbara was ready to see Jason and Linda again.
Barbara called the hotel and, to her horror, discovered the Jason and Linda had checked out an hour earlier. Frantic, she called the airport and paged Jason.
"Barbara! Where are you?" Jason asked over the telephone. "I thought you had dumped me overboard!"
"No, precious! I just wanted you to appreciate me more and take me seriously. I was tired of being taken for granted," Barbara said, tears welling in her eyes. "When are you leaving?"
"Our plane leaves in forty-five minutes."
"Take a later one," Barbara said. "I'll be at the airport in twenty minutes and we can go someplace. Just you and Linda and me."
* * *
Barbara caught a cab and, a mile from her house and still far from the airport, discovered that she had forgotten her purse.
"Hey, cabbie," she said, her long fingernails gently scratching the back of his neck. "Do you think we can work something out with the fare?"
"Like what?" the driver asked, adjusting the rear-view mirror to look at his youthful passenger.
"Like I haven't got a cent with me, but I can provide you with one hell of a lot of pleasure," Barbara said, leaning close to him and snaking her arm around his neck.
"Okay, You've got a deal. Slide up here and use your mouth for something other than talkin'."
Barbara crawled over the seat and sat next to the driver. She pulled her panties down her legs and hiked up her skirt, exposing her cunt, garter belt and nylons. Pulling her panties off, she handed them to the cabbie.
"Here, you can have these as a souvenir to remind you of the sexiest, horniest young girl you've ever met in your life," Barbara cooed, her warm breath cascaded over the side of his face. She kissed him on the cheek, then started kissing his neck, unbuttoning his shirt as she made her way slowly down his body.
"Ohhhhh!" the cabbie sighed, struggling to keep his concentration on his driving. "For a kid you sure know what you're doing!"
Barbara chuckled and kissed his nipple, nipping at it with her teeth, knowing that men, too, enjoy having their nipples sucked on. Reaching between his legs, Barbara expected to find a rock-hard pole of lusty cock. Instead she found herself rubbing a column of flesh that wasn't completely hard yet, but had to measure at least nine or ten inches.
"Holy shit!" Barbara exclaimed, tearing at the cabbie's pants to get at his cock. "Have you got a monster here!"
"Don't you know it, kid. And it's all for you!" he smiled, pulling his hips back in the seat to give Barbara more room to suck his cock.
When Barbara opened the cabbie's pants and tugged his cock and balls out of his underwear, she found herself looking at a prick the size of which she had never seen before. Her mouth watered as though she were a starving woman seeing a big, juicy steak.
"It's huge," she whispered reverently. "I've never even dreamed that cocks could get this large."
Barbara picked up his cock and pointed it at her mouth. She was amazed that, with her fingers curled around the shank, she couldn't touch her fingers to her thumb. The cock was so big that she gripped it, one fist over the other like a baseball bat, and still had plenty of cock sticking out of her hands to suck on.
With his cockhead just inches from her lips, Barbara started stroking his prick, running both hands up and down its immense length. When a tiny drop of white fluid oozed from the pisshole, she flicked her tongue out and licked it off.
"Mmmmmmm! That's delicious," she purred, savoring the drop of pre-cum.
"You'd better hurry up," the cabbie said, dropping his hand to Barbara's bare ass, fingering her lace garter. "We'll be at the airport soon and I'm a long way from cumming."
Barbara twisted so that she was on her side on the front seat, held up by her elbow. She put her right foot near her ass, angling her knee straight up to expose her cunt, which was moist from the sight of the cabbie's awesome prick.
"This is incredible," Barbara whispered, kissing the fat crown of the cabbie's cock.
She opened her jaws as wide as she could and accepted the pricktip into her mouth. Her lips were stretched, ovaled around the girth of his prick. With just the crown in her mouth, her face was already stuffed completely with cock.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned, rubbing the cleft at the underside of the cockhead with her tongue. "This prick is a cocksucker's dream come true!"
"That ain't even completely hard yet," the cabbie bragged, slipping his hand between Barbara's spread thighs to finger her hair. "When it's hard it's like a fuckin' garden hose!"
Barbara stroked the cock as she tossed her face up and down over the pricktip. Her lips formed a tight, liquid seal around his cock, even when the ridge of the cockhead slipped in and out of her mouth.
As she gulped down the prick, the steering wheel of the cab rubbed against the side of her head and Barbara wished she had more room to chew on the cock. A cock like his deserved to be savored, cherished.
The cabbie slipped his middle finger between Barbara's cuntlips, feeling her warmth and moisture. Damn, he thought, is she ready for fucking!
"Ohhhh! I love your cock," Barbara whispered, her tone once again reverent. "I want it so bad!"
Barbara licked his cock like a kitten lapping up milk. She tongued the head and shaft, not wanting to miss a single section of his hot, hard prick. She worked her way all the way down to his balls, which were bulging out from his underwear.
The nuts were huge, even bigger than she thought they would be. She calculated how much cum those nuts would give her and once again attacked his cockhead with her lips, sucking hard as she whacked on his rock-like cock.
Barbara gasped, the slurping sounds of her sucking filling the cab. Feeling the cabbie's finger pushing deeper into her hot cunt, the teenager spread her legs wider.
Barbara pushed her face down over the upraised cock, trying to get it down her throat. She just couldn't do it. The apple-sized cockhead couldn't wedge past the back of her mouth and being on her side prevented the cock from pushing straight down her throat.
"Damn it, we're almost there," the cabbie cursed, exiting the expressway and taking the turn toward the airport. A jet roared by overhead. "Hurry up, Kid. Not much time left."
"I've got another idea," Barbara said, sitting up straight in the seat, but still stroking the cabbie's monstrous cock. "And I think you're going to like it."
* * *
Jason, Linda and their baby were waiting at the gate to the short-term parking lot when Barbara arrived. Barbara still wasn't sure precisely what would happen, but she knew that Linda would want her lips around the cabbie's cock--at least she would as soon as she saw it.
"Get in," Barbara said, jerking her thumb to the back seat. Barbara noticed the child was sleeping in a portable, plastic car seat. "And let's hope the little one keeps sleeping."
"I think she will," Linda said, looking down at her child. "She's really exhausted."
"So what's going on?" Jason asked, annoyance clearly showing in his voice. "I thought you said--"
"I want to fuck you," Barbara answered bluntly. "And I don't doubt that Linda would like to get her lips on our driver's cock. It's absolutely immense."
Linda put the sleeping child quietly on the floor of the cab in her car seat.
"This is crazy," Jason whined.
Barbara crawled over the seat again, wedging between Linda and Jason. Instantly she was pulling at Jason's belt, wanting desperately to get to his cock. By the time she had Jason's pants down to his knees, Linda was in the front seat, wantonly sucking the driver's fat cock.
"Fuck me, Jason. Fuck me hard!"
Jason pulled Barbara close, feeling her plump tits mashing against his broad chest. Their lips pressed together, mouths opening and tongues slipping back and forth wetly.
It was cramped in the back seat, but Barbara was soon on her back with her legs locked together around Jason's narrow waist. She reached down and guided his cock to her gaping, juicy pussy.
"Okay, lover, give it to me," she hissed, feeling his cockhead slip between her pussylips.
When Jason rammed down, his cock plunged full-length into her wet crease, almost taking the breath right out of her lungs.
Jason sighed as his cock nestled deep in Barbara's tight, young cunt. His cock felt like it had been put in a kettle of boiling water she was so hot and wet. He ground his hips down against Barbara's, knowing how his pelvic-bone was rubbing hard against her clit.
Pushing his upper body up, Jason looked down and watched his cock sliding in and out of her cunt. To his surprise, Barbara tried first to unbutton the front of her dress, but her hands were shaking too much for her to do it, so she just grabbed the material and pulled apart. The buttons popped off easily and Barbara unclasped her bra and pulled the cups away from her tits.
"N-now down on me," she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion. "I need to feel you against me."
Jason lowered himself onto her tits, never missing a beat as he reamed her tightly clutching cunt. He could hear his wife sucking cock in the front seat and felt a twinge of jealousy, although he didn't really know why.
"Yessssssss!" Barbara moaned, digging her long fingernails into Jason's naked ass to urge him to fuck her faster, harder. "Do me good!"
Together they thrashed in the back seat. Barbara arched her back, lifting Jason up, even as he plowed his hips down against her, skewering her tight pussy.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Barbara screamed, kicking the roof of the cab as her hot pussy juice exploded from her cunt and tossing her head from side to side, convulsed in the delirious throes of a fierce, wrenching orgasm.
When her cum had finally subsided, Barbara wrapped her arms around Jason's neck and held his face next to her own until he squirted all his hot, juicy cum into her pussy.
"T-that was fantastic," Barbara whispered, noticing the bun of her hair was completely askew. After removing some bobby pins, she spread her hair out on the back seat. "You're really a hell of a lover, Jason."
Linda was twisted in the front seat, looking at Jason and Barbara.
"After surviving a scream like that our kid can sleep through anything," Linda said, a soft smile pursing her lips.
"Well, well, well!" Barbara replied, looking at Linda. "It would appear that you finished what I started."
Barbara pointed to a blob of white cum clinging to Linda's bottom lip. The blonde licked it off and smiled sheepishly.
"I thought he'd never stop cumming. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed and still his prick just kept giving me more," Linda said. She patted the cabbie on the shoulder. "Biggest damn cock I've ever sucked."
"Hey, kid!" the cabbie said over his shoulder to Barbara. "You still owe me a blow-job, ya know!"
"Sure thing," Barbara replied, still laying beneath Jason's body, with his shrinking cock in her pussy. "Just give me a couple minutes to rest up."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Barbara inspected the tattered remains of her dress. She had no idea of how she would explain the missing buttons to her mother. Shrugging her shoulders and deciding to worry about that problem only when she absolutely had to, Barbara pulled the dress over her head and deposited it, along with her bra, on the floor of the cab next to the baby, who was still sleeping peacefully.
She looked out the window. It was dark now and she figured people couldn't see into the cab too well, unless they were right along side it. Her insides felt warm with Jason's hot cum still in her cunt.
Barbara crossed her legs at the knee, tugging up both stockings and refastening them to the lace garter belt. She felt strange, neither contented nor disturbed.
"When is your flight?" she asked quietly, still looking out the window. They were on the expressway again, heading nowhere in particular.
"I booked us for the midnight flight," Jason answered, looking at his watch. "That gives us another two hours."
"Then we'd better not waste time," Barbara said softly. She leaned over in the seat and placed her cheek on Jason's thigh. "I love you, Jason."
Then she started sucking his limp cock again. Bringing her full lips down to his prick, she circled them around the base of his cock.
"Ohhhhh!" Jason sighed, squeezing Barbara's fat tit. "I'm going to be hard again in no time."
Pistoning her head faster, Barbara felt the cock move between her lips. Soon it was growing, the blood pumping into its length, excited from her hot lips and frisking tongue.
Barbara continued sucking on Jason's cock until it was standing up from his body again. Then, putting one last smacking kiss on the head, she let his prick slip from her mouth.
"Hey, cabbie, do you know of any place to go around here that wouldn't call the cops if we had ourselves a brief orgy?" Barbara asked.
"I can think of a lot of places, kid," the driver replied. "But with you, ain't no fuckin' way the cops wouldn't get a call. You're just too young for that sort of action."
"You didn't seem to think that when I was sucking your cock," Barbara said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "So any ideas kicking through your head?"
The cabbie reached between Linda's legs and felt her pussy through her panties. "As a matter of fact, I do know of a place to go--and we'll even have baby-sitters for the kid in the basket back there."
* * *
Barbara was suspicious when the cabbie parked his car a block away from where he said they needed to go. Her suspicions got stronger when they had to walk through a maze of back streets to get to an unmarked door in an alley that was as dark as death itself.
The cabbie knocked twice on the door, paused, then knocked four times. After a few seconds a peephole in the door opened and a pair of cautious eyes swept over Barbara and the others.
"Yes?" a voice from those eyes said.
"We need a place to stay over for an hour. Tell Madam the six-shooter is here. She'll know what it means," the cabbie said cryptically. He turned and smiled in the darkness to the others. "One night I took one of her customers and got him away as the police were making a raid. She's owed me a favor since then.' "He must have been a very important customer," Jason said, shifting his weight nervously from one foot to the other.
"A senator."
Minutes later the door swung open and a gaudily dressed woman, who looked to be in her middle forties, but whose rough-and-tumble lifestyle had etched lines in her face, stepped out. She was a pretty woman, and Barbara suspected that she had once been a beautiful girl.
"Sweetheart!" the woman howled, spreading her arms wide for the cabbie. She hugged the man, pulling him against her massive mounds of titflesh. "I thought you'd stay away forever!"
"I have some friends here and we'd like a room for an hour or so.
"Do you want any of my girls to help with the fun?"
"No," said the cabbie. "I think we can handle it."
When Barbara finally entered the building, her excitement grew. She had never been in a whorehouse before and this was exactly as she had pictured it. Fabulous furnishing with red velvet were proof to her that this was no sleazy whorehouse. The lighting was soft and romantic. Several women were sitting on the numerous sofas, whispering with potential customers.
They were led to a large room with nothing but an endless number of pillows for a bed. The madam took Linda's child, saying that she would personally care for the "little darlin's every need."
"Let's get this show on the road," Barbara said, stripping out of her tattered clothing.
Within seconds, the four were naked, sprawled out on the plush carpet. Barbara was on her side, wantonly sucking the cabbie's tasty, huge cock. Her legs were parted and Jason was licking her juicing cunt. Linda was mouthing his cock as the Cabbie ate her pussy.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Barbara sighed, licking the cabbie's huge, hairy balls, sucking one into her mouth and basting it with her spit.
Jason was slowly, lovingly and happily delving his pink tongue into Barbara's hot cunt. He nibbled at her cuntlips, chewing on the flesh softly with his teeth.
Barbara's nipples were hard as pebbles. She sucked on the huge head of the cabbie's prick, feeling her cheeks bulge out from its vast thickness. Her tongue worked into the cleft at the underside of the knob, rubbing the prick and tasting its faintly musky, totally erotic essence.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned again.
Barbara was in a hazy state, aware that she was in an orgy--something she had never done before--and fully cognizant that she would never see Jason, Linda or the cabbie again. It didn't matter. She would find others. She would find lots of couples in her role as babysitter.
Barbara would seduce the women and take particular delight if they had never had their pussy licked by a girl before. And she would seduce the men, luring them in with her looks and her wit and her style, so uniquely her own. And the couples would never be the same after Barbara had known them.
They changed positions, with the men laying side by side and the women straddling their bodies to sit on the rigid poles of their cock meat.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Barbra sighed as the cabbie's massive prick slid up her tight pussy. "Damn, that's big!"
Barbara placed her hands on the cabbie's naked chest, feeling it heave as he drank in the incensed air. Tilting her head back, Barbara closed her eyes and felt all the glorious sensations in her body individually.
She felt the cabbie's right hand massaging her hip, pacing her as she bobbed up and down. She felt his left hand squeezing her tit, mauling the tender flesh. She felt his awesome cock ramming deep into her cunt, the almost-flat top side of the prick rubbing against her clit.
Linda leaned to the side and put her arm around Barbara's shoulders. "Kiss me, my lovely!" she purred, waiting for Barbara with parted lips.
Barbara raised herself slightly off the cabbie's hips so that he had to push his cock up into her and she melted into Linda's arms. Barbara sucked on Linda's tongue greedily, getting strength from the older woman as her hot, wet pussy was stuffed then emptied of cock meat.
"You hot-blooded bitch!" the cabbie hissed.
He slipped his fingers under Barbara's garter strap and gave it a snap. The lace made a smacking sound when it connected with Barbara's skin and she flinched from the pain and sucked more urgently on Linda's tongue.
Barbara broke the kiss and looked down at the cabbie. His face was a mask of pure pleasure as she shoved his hips upward, reaming her hot cunt.
"Let's change positions," Barbara said. "I want to eat Linda's cunt while you fuck her."
Soon Barbara was on her back, her feet pulled close to her ass and her knees up and spread. Linda was on top of her, licking Barbara's darkly furred pussy. Barbara had her arms around Linda's waist, holding her head and shoulders up to suck and tongue the hot, sweet juices.
The cabbie started fucking Linda doggie style, reaming her cunt from behind. Each time he plowed his cock full-length into her cunt, Barbara attacked his heavy balls with her lips and tongue. And when he pulled back, the teenager tongued the underside of his cock and Linda's quivering, drooling clit.
Jason was on his ass between Barbara's legs. He pushed Linda's face up briefly and rammed his cock between her lips.
"Suck it!" he moaned, his climax not far off. "Suck it and then watch me fuck Barbara."
When his cock was suitably moistened with his wife's spit, Jason plowed his throbbing prick between Barbara's lust-swollen cuntlips. He jabbed his cock into the hot, clasping pussy with the anger and urgency of a madman. Jason sensed--like Barbara--that it would never again be the same. He'd never again fuck her in exactly the same way, or feel exactly the same emotions as he was feeling then.
With an animal's scream, the cabbie pulled his cock from Linda's pussy and aimed the pulsating cockhead down at Barbara. He pounded on his prick and the cum flowed from his nuts with the power of a fire hose. Hot, creamy jism spurted first onto Barbara's forehead and into her yes. When she pulled her face away from Linda's cunt and opened her mouth, more cum splattered onto her nose, lips and cheeks.
As Barbara licked her lips to taste what salty jism she could, she felt Jason release his balls' massive load in her pussy.
She began to think of what it would be like to fasten her lips to Mrs. Barker's pussy. She would soon need to find new thrills, new ways to feed her erotic fantasy-filled imagination.
She accepted the head of the cabbie's cock into her mouth and let him fuck her lips. Yes, Barbara thought, the Barker's would be the next couple to have their lives changed.
