There is something about adolescence that encourages young people to try the unknown, the forbidden. The illicit, the taboo, seem more attractive and exciting somehow. Maybe this is because most young people feel their rights have been infringed upon for long enough, and now is the time for them to "do their own thing." And perhaps it is strictly a biological phenomenon.
This is the story of a young girl who dares to try the unknown. Peg Davis is a teenage girl trying to find herself, trying to find out what makes her budding body tick, trying to find out what life is really about. Like many young people, she often learns things the hard way.
HOT PANTS BABYSITTER is a story about a time that everyone must face, the fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is a frightening and confusing time, but one which holds lessons which will remain for a lifetime.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"OHHH, PLAY WITH MY PUSSY!" Peg Davis screamed, her voice full of lust.
"Damn, baby, you're hotter than ever!"
"I sure am! Oh, Chip, honey, it's been a week since I've had your cock. Please give it to me!"
Chip's mouth covered hers, and his hands nimbly opened the buttons of her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. Then his hand slid around and under her, finding the bra clasp and unfastening it, letting the material fall loose.
Peg moaned at his touch, and then reached down and put her hand over his. "Oh, Chip," she sighed, "maybe we better not... not here in the school gym. Somebody's liable to come in."
Chip Conroy laughed. "I told ya, honey, Pete's standing guard. He won't let anybody come in!"
Peg giggled. "Then I suppose I'll have to fuck Pete too."
"Only if you want to, baby," Chip said, and laughed to himself. He knew Peg would want to. Besides having the best face and figure in school, Peg Davis had the hottest cunt. One cock was never enough for her once she got started.
His hands traveled from her stomach, tickling it, caressing it, sending tingling sensations vibrating through the young girl's body. Then slowly, very slowly, he edged his fingers upward, closer and closer to her tits. Then he covered one of her firm, ripe, fleshy tits, and Peg shivered all over.
"Damn, baby," he gasped, "you sure got one fine set of tits! Damn, they're beautiful... so big, firm and beautiful!"
Peg was sinking. She knew she should stop him. At least they should go somewhere where there was a bed, where she wouldn't feel so much like a whore. But she couldn't. His dancing fingers continued to tease and toy with her tits, thrilling them, and thrilling her. She felt her body squirm under his touch and heard a moan seep from her own throat.
"Yeah, baby," Chip moaned softly himself. "Just relax and let it happen... just relax, and... let... it... happen!"
Peg felt her body go limp under him. She moved her mouth to his and licked his wet tongue with her own, tasting and swallowing his warm saliva, as she felt her nipples rise and tickle the center of his hot palms.
Gently but firmly, he raised his mouth from hers and lowered it over her lush tits. When his tongue flicked out and touched her firm nipples, Peg thought he had touched a burning match to them. Her body convulsed with desire.
"Relax, baby, relax... relax and enjoy it!"
Peg tried to relax, but her body was on fire. Her head was swimming. She felt woozy, and she knew that juice was soaking her panties from her hot cunt lips.
Again there was the kiss of fire on her tits, but this time on the other nipple.
She wrenched under him, then collected all her willpower and forced her body to relax.
"Yeah, yeah, that's the way," Chip murmured. "Now you're gettin' with it, baby."
His hot breath was singeing the soft flesh of her tits, and she couldn't help but arch her back and send her hot tit-flesh into his palm. With his other hand, he was fumbling with her skirt.
"How's it feel?" he asked.
"Good... oh, so good," she moaned. "I feel all hot and wet and gooey!"
Deftly, he removed her clothes, piece by piece. And then she was naked, watching him undress.
His prick was enormous where it jutted from the black hair of his groin. He quickly raised his body and turned it around so that his cock was in front of Peg's face and his head was at the fur of her sweet pussy. She could feel his hot breath against her cuntal slit. His arm came over her body and gently pulled her toward him.
"Smell it, Peg, baby," she heard him tell her, his voice hoarse.
She obeyed willingly. She took a deep breath, the pungent odor of his masculinity filling her nostrils, making her head spin with desire. Over and over again she sniffed at his cock, pressing her nose deeply into his pubic fur.
"Love it, baby! Love it, Peg, honey!" he hissed. "Love and suck my cock like I'm gonna love and suck your sweet pussy!"
"Oh, Chip... " Peg moaned.
"Love it! Suck it!" His face was buried in her soft, curly cunt. The flashes of his hot breath as he hissed out his words drenched her pubic area with excitement.
And then his tongue touched her clit and Peg cried out and jumped. Her body tensed and twitched. But he held her steady, his strong hands clinging to her hips and dragging her cunt into his face.
And then her own tongue came out. It tangled in the coarse pubic hairs above his prick. She probed her tongue deep into his wiry bush, deeper, deeper, until the tip found the root of his prick.
"Ohhhh, yeah, yeah, baby! Go after it! Go after it nice and slow and easy! Just relax and let my tongue make it happen in your pussy at the same time. You do want it, don't ya, Peg, baby? You do want it? Tell me... tell me you want it!"
"Ohhhh, yessss, I do! I do want it," she moaned.
"Then go after it!" he hissed. "It's all yours, baby. My prick's all yours to love and suck. Do whatever you want with it!"
The sound of his muffled voice between her thighs, and the heated breath blowing into the lips of her cunt, drove her on. Her mind was upside down now. What she didn't want, she wanted. What she shouldn't do, she wanted to do.
And then her lips found the head of his cock. It was so hard, so firm, so fat. It was beautiful male cockflesh. And that was what she wanted. She wanted a cock more than anything else in the world. Her lips were on it, slipping back and forth over the throbbing head. Her tongue was wetting it, licking at it, lapping it.
"Oh, yeah," she heard Chip moan, his voice muffled in her crotch. "Yeah, go at it, baby. Make me feel good! Suck my cock!"
Greedily, Peg wrapped both her hands around the root of his prick, bringing it back to her lips. It was mammoth, huge. It seemed to be at least ten inches long, the head of it covered with loose folds of skin. And through the loose skin she saw the pinkness of his prickhead. The head seemed to be twice the size of the barrel. It flared out and looked like a red ball atop a flagpole.
She opened her mouth wide and covered the massive head with her lips. It filled her mouth. She gagged, but still sucked. Chip rammed forward, and Peg held herself steady, sucking until she stopped choking and gagging.
Then she touched his cock with her tongue and began to rub it around in circles, pressing it lower and lower down over the hardened ball of flesh until it was all in her mouth. She felt Chip's hands come down and cover hers where they grasped his cock right at her mouth. Slowly, his prick started to move away from her lips, pulling the loose folds of skin with it, uncovering the pink, hot flesh underneath, baring the pungent taste of his lubricating juices.
The taste was sweet and it was salty; she couldn't tell which. But it tasted good and she wanted it all.
"Quit playin' around, honey," he gasped. "Please, suck my cock!"
And then she was sucking the throbbing, swelling cock in her mouth. She tasted the bittersweet droplets of his cum and savored them, even as she began the rhythmic sucking that swelled his prick to an even wider girth. She had his big cock buried in her mouth, her butter-soft lips milking it and causing fantastic sensations to shoot through her own body.
Eagerly her fingers stripped up and down the length of his prick. She loved the warm feel of his cockskin sliding under her fingertips. The slickness of his prickhead in her mouth turned her on. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, she began to pump her lips up and down his stiff prick. His cock jabbed at the back of her throat. She moaned and grabbed his hips, pulling him tightly to her.
Then he was wriggling, and the next thing she knew, she was on her back, staring up at his balls as they dangled just above her eyes. His cock was a solid stick of meat popping sweetly into her mouth. She could only suck on it, and suck and suck and suck. "Mmmmmarrrgghhh," she moaned around the hard cock plunging between her sucking lips.
Then she felt his fingers join his tongue in the furrow of her seething cunt. He was burrowing his fingertips into the hot pit of her pussy hole, and she floated on the sudden, exquisite sensation. At the same time, she spread her hot thighs farther apart. They were both on fire, seared by the heat of their lust and insatiable passion.
"Oh, yes, Chip, suck me good!" she pleaded. "Suck me good while I suck your cock!"
She was completely gone now, filled with the frantic heat of her own desire. Her hairy pussy was a boiling cauldron of desire. She put her hands on Chip's body and urged his head down, down, hard into her seeping cunt.
And Chip didn't resist. His eyes drank in the mysterious crack of her cunt. The thick, fleshy lips were pink-lined, almost delicate inside compared to their thickness on the exterior. His tongue plunged greedily once more into her pussy hole and he lapped and sucked her cunt like a man gone wild. The aroma from her inner juices rose to fill his nostrils and added to his fiery lust. He plunged his hot, red tongue into the young girl's twisting pussy and sank it to the hilt, sucking her sweet juices all the while.
"OHHHHH, SHIIIIIIIT!" Peg shrieked around his plunging prick. She was ecstatic when his pounding tongue lanced into her cunt, starting her pussy writhing and twisting with uncontrollable power and force. She sucked harder on his throbbing cock. She pulled desperately on it with her mouth, licking it furiously with her fiery tongue.
Chip could barely move against the sudden fury of the girl's attack. His tongue was held firm by her clamping cunt muscles. He stroked it in and out, and flicked the hard tip against her inflamed clit. The pale pink nub quivered excitedly each time he flicked it with his tongue, and Peg responded throughout her entire body.
Her lips tightened in a viselike grip around his cock. She pulled harder at his throbbing prick with her warm mouth. She squeezed her own tits with her hands and pinched her own nipples, imagining that it was Chip doing it. Higher and higher she rose in her sexual fantasy. Now she was being carried aloft on a wildness of passion she had never experienced before.
Chip raised his head. His tongue left her cunt empty like a vault yearning to be filled. "I'm coming!" he howled. "I'm coming, coming, COMING! Peg... PEG!"
She slurped happily. His thick load spilled into her mouth. It filled her cheeks and she gulped and swallowed, luxuriating in the taste of his scalding cum.
He was exhausted by his pumping cock. He swung his leg over and ignored her as his prick pulled limply from her still-sucking lips. He was dry, and the touch was now irritating.
"Mmmmmmm, good, Chip, that was delicious," Peg murmured. She smiled and her tongue licked the last traces of his jism from her full, red lips. She didn't really see him. She was dazed, her brain overloaded by the passion that had rocketed through her. She was moving in a waking dream, unable to separate reality from fantasy... and what had happened made everything even more unreal.
"More?" she purred.
"Yeah, more," he smiled. "But this time in that hot little pussy of yours. Pete, get over her and fuck this hot little chick! She done drained my balls dry!"
"Yes... yes, Pete!" Peg cried, just as Chip had known she would. "GIVE ME COCK!"
"At your service, baby."
Peg opened her eyes. Pete was standing between her legs with his rock-hard prick poised above her cunt.
"Fuck her, Pete!" Chip urged from beside them.
"Yes, yes, Pete... FUCK ME!"
Pete readied his cockhead at her entrance and buried the cockshaft ball-deep in one lunge. Peg screamed and tried to get even more of the mammoth prick inside her hungry pussy.
"Oh, God, you're so big! HUGE! I love it! Give it to me, Pete, GIVE ME ALL YOU'VE GOT! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
Pete couldn't even hear her. She was just another hot, beautiful body under his cock now.
He fucked her, deep and hard. He slammed his prick into her relentlessly, and gasped as her clutching cunt hole nearly squeezed the cum out of his aching balls on every thrust. His lunges got so frantic that on one of his strokes, his rampaging cock slipped free of her slippery cunt.
"NOOOO!" Peg shrieked. "Put it back in! QUICK! FUCK ME!"
"Jesus, will you keep her quiet?" Chip hissed. "The whole campus will hear her!"
Again Pete positioned his prick at her gaping cuntal entrance. He ran the throbbing head up and down her slit until it glistened with her cunt juices. Then he pushed the rubbery knob slightly until it split the ring of her soft lower lips. Flicking his hips forward with all the strength in his body, he embedded his thick cock all the way up to his balls in the soft, hot channel of her cunt.
Peg groaned in submission, her eyes and mouth opening wide with joy as she ground her cunt over the thrusting cock until she could feel the coarse hair of his groin grinding into her naked flesh.
Her eyes closed tightly, her mouth was soft and wet. Pete fell on her tits, kissing them, kneading them, biting the stiff, hot nipples. Peg's body rolled under his and her thighs locked, holding him in while his prick was driving home. Groaning and grunting with the effort, they began picking up the tempo of their fucking, her squirming body becoming slick with sweat.
"Ohhhh, yeah, Pete, fuck me... fuck me!"
"The best, baby... I'm giving it to you... all I've got!" the powerful young man panted.
And then they came together, their asses hammering out a frantic rhythm. He withdrew, wet and dangling. Peg grabbed a cloth, rubbed him dry and then made his prick hard again with a lick of her tongue. She took his massive cock into her mouth, licking the soft underside, the tip, pulling on some of the curling hairs at the base, sucking on his hairy, aching balls.
Pete sighed, trembled, and came again. He sent a big, thick wad of white, warm cum down her throat. Peg gulped as she eagerly swallowed his juice. At last she pulled back, quivering all over while the perspiration rolled down her armpits.
"God, beautiful," she sighed. "You fuck so beautifully, Pete! More?"
"Sorry, baby," Pete groaned, "I'm all fucked out."
"No... oh, nooo," the young girl wailed. "I need more! More! Please... Chip... Pete... more!"
"Not me, honey, I'm wasted," Pete chuckled, rolling away from her.
Peg whined and rubbed her own cunt frantically. "Chip!"
"You fucked me out, too, baby," Chip said, and then spotted Hal Morgan going by the window. Why not have a little fun? he thought.
"Honey, you want some more cock... and a little fun at the same time?"
"What do you mean?" Peg moaned, rubbing her tits.
"Hal Morgan just walked by the gym."
"Hal Morgan!" she cried. "He's just a boy! Hell, he's never had his cock in anything but his hand!"
"That's just the idea," Chip chuckled. "Tell you what... bet you ten bucks you can't get the bookworm to fuck you."
"You're on!" Peg laughed, and started climbing into her clothes.
Chip poked Pete playfully in the ribs. "We'll hide in the showers!"
CHAPTER TWO
Peg strode across the athletic field to where Hal Morgan walked, her hips swaying, ass jiggling under her tight skirt. She intercepted him just before he reached his destination, the spectator's grandstand. She blocked his path, legs parted wide, hands on hips, cunt mound thrust forward provocatively, a challenging smile on her sensual young mouth.
Peg was very aware of herself, of her face and figure. She spent long hours posing in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She knew just how she looked when she struck one pose or another. And the way she looked pleased her. What pleased her even more was the way the male students looked at her, the desire she read in their eyes.
She watched Hal with secret amusement as he moved toward her, his attraction still riveted on his book. She filled her lungs with air, vowing to direct his interest elsewhere.
"Aren't you going to say hello, Hal?" she asked throatily.
The young man looked up, a startled expression in his eyes. Jeez, what a grind he is, Peg thought. He was no fun at all, and she would much rather be spending her time with almost anyone else. But she was determined to win that ten dollar bet.
"Oh," Hal said. "Hello, Peg." There was little enthusiasm in his voice, and Peg made a face.
"Don't you like me, Hal?"
He swallowed and closed his book as if he realized it was no use trying to read further. "Sure, I like you," he said simply.
"You pay more attention to books than you do to me."
He shrugged his bony shoulders. "I've got to study, Peg. You see, I'm going to be a doctor like my father, and unless I get good grades I'll never make medical school."
"So? Can't you still take time out for fun?"
"I have fun," he replied defensively.
"I bet you could have more fun with me than with any old book."
She swayed closer to him until the thick scent of her drifted into his nostrils. He felt confused suddenly, almost weak, and a slight trembling took hold of his knees. His eyes kept going out of focus.
"Look at me," she commanded.
He did. "Is there something you want, Peg?" His voice cracked.
She grinned. "Look here," she said, sliding one hand over her ribs to where her tits began. "Look at these. I bet they're more interesting than that book of yours." He couldn't speak, and, if he could, wouldn't have known what to say. "I've been told that my tits are the biggest and the prettiest of any girls at Littleton High." She waited but he made no reply. "What do you think?"
"I... I don't know."
She took a step back and gazed at him in wonderment. Jesus, what a square! She would have left him flat, but Chip wanted some fun. She smiled teasingly.
"Would you believe it, I'm not wearing a bra?" Hal swallowed. "Have you ever touched a girl like me, Hal? I mean, with tits like mine?" He shook his head from side to side. "Have you ever touched any girl, Hal?"
"I better go now."
She moved closer and looked up into his thin, pale face. "How would you like to touch me?" she said softly. "Under my blouse. Right against my skin. With nothing between your hand and me. Touch me and caress me and maybe more. Who knows where it might lead?"
His eyes darted about wildly. "I have to study."
Peg laughed without humor. "Don't be an idiot. I'm not going to hurt you." She took his hand. "Come on, I know a place where we can be alone."
The young man allowed her to lead him. "I... I shouldn't go with you, Peg. I don't know why you picked on me to... " They were inside the gym building, heading down a long green-painted corridor until they came to the weight room. Peg reached for the knob of the heavy door.
"That's the weight-lifting room!" Hal said, his voice thick with dismay.
"Sure it is."
"We can't go in there."
"Why not? Nobody will bother us." She stroked his cheek and pressed quickly against him. "We're going to have some fun, Hal, darling. Some real fun. Come on."
"But... but suppose someone shows up? A teacher, maybe?"
"No one is going to bother us. Trust me. Now come on!"
She turned the knob, pushed the heavy door, and walked into the room, Hal in hand. He heard the metal door swing shut behind him and smelled the sickly sweet smell that was the hallmark of all places where men worked with their bodies.
His face broke out in a sweat. "Why here?" he croaked.
"Because they have mats on the floor, silly," Peg grinned. "C'mere, I've got something I want to show you."
Hal shrugged. "Well... all right."
Peg took several steps away from him, then suddenly turned, pulling her blouse off at the same time. Her huge, lush tits were bouncing naked in front of the shy boy's eyes.
"Wha... what is this all about?" he stammered, knowing full well what she was planning on doing. He struggled to maintain some sort of control. Peg was beautiful. He'd really love to fuck her. If he only had the courage.
She moved across the floor and stopped directly in front of him. "I told you I had something to show you."
Then, without waiting for an answer or a reaction from him, she loosened her skirt and let it fall open, revealing smooth, golden skin all the way down to the sharply defined triangle of her cunt between her luscious thighs.
Hal started to move away from her, but she grabbed his hands. She placed them inside the skirt and smoothed them down over the soft swells of her voluptuous ass. At the same time, she moved forward until the mat of her cunt was pressing against the slowly hardening cock through his trousers.
"Don't you think I'm beautiful, Hal?" she breathed.
The young man's mind was already swirling with the look and feel of her body. He couldn't take his eyes off of her marvelous tits and the way her waist flared out into lush, succulent hips.
"Yeah... yeah, I think you're gorgeous. But not now, Peg. Please!"
"Why not now?" she asked, smiling.
"You know why," he said, trying to pull away. But when he moved, she moved with him, keeping her cunt pressed up against him and rubbing wildly.
Then she pushed him gently backward until he was forced to sit on one of the mats. She knelt in front of him, her blouse hanging open to let him see all of her perfect tits, with their plump pink nipples. She began undoing his belt. Then she opened his trousers and looked down at his cock. It was still limp, but hardening up.
"Doesn't seeing me like this excite you? Doesn't having my titties this close to your face make you want them?" she cooed, pulling the blouse wide open and arching back to show off her luscious jugs.
Hal licked his dry lips as her hand crept up his thigh to touch and fondle his prick. He could feel it swelling and stiffening.
"Please, don't, Peg," he gasped. "Don't!"
But both of them knew he didn't mean it. In fact, he would have loved to have gotten her away alone and fuck her brains out. But not here, not where there was the danger of discovery, in the school gym.
Then she was kneeling between his legs, and all her attention was on his cock. She was rubbing it up and down, her lovely lips parted and glistening as her tongue darted out to wet them.
"Jesus," he gasped, as she lowered her beautiful face and touched her lips to the head of his prick. She licked it lightly and then kissed it.
She looked up. Hal saw an expression of pure lust on her face, more lust than he had ever seen on any woman's face in his entire life.
"Don't you want me to suck you off?" she asked, smiling.
Hal was lost, and he knew it. He swallowed hard. "Yes. Yes!"
Peg's skirt swiftly fell away, followed by her blouse, leaving her nude as her head dived into his lap. She pressed her lips right down on his cock, sliding them down the thick shaft and sucking gently. Then all thoughts of anything else flew from Hal's mind as he concentrated on the feel of the delicious blowjob Peg Davis was giving him.
Her mouth, her lips, her tongue were all incredibly talented. She was sucking his prick greedily, pulling as much of it into her mouth as she possibly could, drawing it back against her tongue and folding her tongue around it in an incredibly sexy way.
And, as usual for Peg, the touch, the taste and the smell of a boy's hard cock was doing its work on her mind and body. Suddenly she attacked his prick with her mouth as if it were the first cock she'd ever had and she might never get another. Eagerly, she cradled his balls in her soft hands while her mouth and throat filled with his erect prick.
Hal struggled with his shirt as she pulled off his pants, his shoes, socks and his shorts. Then they were together, rolling on the mat. Once again, her wonderful mouth covered his cock as his body twisted around so that he could both see and feel her syrupy, dripping pussy.
God, Peg thought to herself as she hungrily sucked his now-rigid cock, where the hell has he been? Hal Morgan's cock was longer and thicker than Chip Conroy's. It was heaven!
She greedily lowered her mouth over his prick again. Wildly, she slurped and sucked at his prick until it edged its way clear into the hot recesses of her throat.
Once she had all of his cock, she faced a new kind of challenge. To drive him crazy, just as he was doing to her by fingering her cunt.
His fingers twisted and turned in her pussy. She heard her own voice moaning and pleading as he lit up her insides. Her cunt was turning into a cauldron of feeling and fireworks, and his fingers were becoming even wilder, jamming into her tight pussy as he squeezed and kneaded her little pink clit until it throbbed with passion.
Peg wanted to scream with the pleasure of it. But she silenced herself by filling her throat with the complete, giant barrel and bulbous head of his prick. Her lips tracked down the long, vibrant prick, seeming to stick to the soft flesh as she felt the head of his cock poking clear against the back of her throat.
Taste flooded her mouth. The flavor of his cum and the smell of her own cunt spread throughout her body and permeated her mind.
Attacking his cock with her teeth, she nibbled and nipped at it, causing it to swell and harden to granite in her hot mouth. Her tongue wrapped around it and she realized that she wanted his cum in her throat. She wanted to feel it roll down across her tongue and into her belly like a river of sweet, youthful juice.
I'm a cocksucker! she thought shrilly to herself. I'm a fucking cocksucker and I love it!
The admission of her depravity was like a prick rammed up her cunt. She was suddenly twice as sexually receptive to Hal's searching fingers in her pussy. She wanted to tell him to suck her off, but she couldn't speak. She was overwhelmed with passion. She wanted her climax, her orgasm.
With one hand, she reached down and grabbed Hal by the hair and pulled his face against her sweltering, hairy pussy. She forced his lips to touch it, hard.
Hal stiffened as his nose was driven over the smelly pit of her seeping sex. The odor overwhelmed him. Then his lips were rubbing against the slick, smooth lips of her cunt. It was like she was kissing him back, despite the strange pussy taste that coated his lips like a fine oil. He couldn't resist the invitation. He tentatively stuck his tongue out and began to feverishly kiss her cunt.
"Aaaahhhh, yessss," Peg groaned. The swift, smooth sliding of his tongue between her pussy lips into the depths of her aching, quivering hole set her body on fire. His tongue was so hot and firm lancing into her cunt channel that she wasn't sure she wouldn't die from the sensation. She loved it. His tongue stuck up her cunt was almost more than she could bear. "Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ahhh, suck, suck, suck! Suck meeee!" she groaned in ecstasy.
Hal was in heaven. His prick was being stretched and sucked off so expertly that he couldn't feel anything else except for his tongue, digging and coiling itself into Peg's hot cunt. His nose was jammed against her gooey slit and her pussy hair tickled his lips. And driving him even more crazy was the way her cunt squeezed and milked his tongue. It was like a hand trying to jack his tongue off instead of his prick.
From his balls to his cock to his mouth, Hal felt like one big prick being rubbed to orgasm. He pulsated and throbbed, loving the slippery feel of her lips stroking his saliva-slick cock. Cleverly, his tongue bored into her cuntal cavern and stroked every inch of her inner walls.
Peg was crying out loud and bobbing her head frantically up and down on his cock, swallowing it whole on every stroke, clear to the balls. Faster, faster, the feel of his long, big prick sliding in and out between her pursed lips was an aphrodisiac to her whole body.
And Hal's hot tongue was a hot probe that seemed to reach up to her tonsils and light her cunt on fire. She was twisting her hips around his impaling flesh, loving it.
The she felt the pressure building in his balls, and she used her hand to stroke them. He was hot, ready. He was going to erupt, to blow his load in her hot, sucking mouth.
"Mmmmmph," she gasped around his swollen cockflesh.
"Suck it!" he cried. "Suck it, suck it, suck it!"
Peg groaned and gurgled around the big prick in her mouth. It stretched her lips way out so that she could barely hold his prick in her mouth. Her tongue swirled wildly around it. Faster and faster. Her cheeks caved in and she sucked the bulging head and licked wildly at the tip. His cockhead was a hot glow in her mouth as it shimmied in and out between her lips.
His fingers were churning in her cunt. Stretching, tearing, pulling her apart. It felt delicious. Peg flailed her hips up and down in a frantic effort to move his fingers in and out of her gyrating cunt faster.
"Now, NOW!" she screamed around her mouthful of cockflesh. "SUCK AND FUCK ME TO A COOOOMMMMME!"
She heaved her cunt lips against Hal's mouth and felt her cunt yawn open, pulled by his frantic fingers to make room for more of his fantastic tongue. She twisted her ass and rose to even greater heights when she felt his tongue slide again past her pussy lips and up, up, through the crease of her ass to wrap against her asshole.
His tongue in her asshole was unbelievably erotic. She moaned and flailed her hips back and forth, twisting and quivering. His tongue paused at the very rim of her asshole, teasing her, and then plunged in again like a bar of molten steel.
Sucking desperately on his cock, she couldn't even cry out. She was too overcome with desire and passion. At the same time, Hal had rammed his whole fist violently into her convulsing cunt, and she was flooded with sexual joy. She was coming, coming, coming. She was being split in half between her lush, beautiful thighs and it was wonderful.
Suddenly, Hal let out a low, throaty growl. His cock throbbed violently, and then Peg's mouth was bulging with a hot flow of cum that she had to swallow in order to breathe. She was floating in an unnamed heaven. Her cunt throbbed with total joy. Her mouth was filled with sweet man-cream, and she was delirious with pleasure.
When they had both come wildly, she rolled over onto the mat and waved her gleaming ass cheeks in the air in front of Hal's face.
"Fuck me now! Oh, God, fuck my ass... fuck my cunt... I don't care where, just give me your COCK!"
"I... I... I'm sorry, I can't," he groaned.
"FUCK MEEEE!"
"I'm soft," the boy said, his face beet red with shame.
It was at that moment that Chip and Pete burst into the room.
"Here you go, baby!" Chip bellowed, tossing a ten dollar bill onto the mat beside Peg. "Shit, you win the bet... and believe me, it was worth every penny!"
"Yeah!" Pete howled. "Can't you just see it? School whore fucks virgin school genius! What a sight! Wait 'til the rest of the team hears about it!" They left, still roaring with laughter.
Bastards, dirty bastards! Peg thought. That's all I am to them... cunt and kinky entertainment!
But if she felt sorry for herself, she felt even more sorry for Hal. When she looked at the boy, he was crying.
"I... I thought you really liked me," he whimpered. Suddenly he grabbed his clothes and ran from the room.
CHAPTER THREE
Reese Morgan finished tying the black tie, giving it a final straightening tug. He liked to appear perfect in all things. Stepping back from his wife's dressing table mirror, he eyed his reflection approvingly.
Tall and still lean, his stomach flat, Reese approved of the way he looked. The years had treated him kindly and, if anything, he was better looking than ever. He turned away from the mirror and extracted a cigarette from a slender gold case and fired it with a slender gold lighter.
"Are you about ready, Celia?" he called.
She stirred in the bathroom and a moment later appeared wearing only her underwear and high-heeled shoes. She gave him a cool smile. "I thought I'd wear the silver lame gown."
"Fine."
Reese watched her go to her closet and take the dress she wanted. Celia was still a damned fine-looking woman, he thought. If her figure lacked the taut fleshiness of the young girl's he had become used to, it was still, nevertheless, an extremely womanly body, full and desirable.
She had draped the gown over a chair and was straightening her hose. Reese gazed approvingly down the dark valley between her ample tits. He felt a twinge in his balls.
"Celia?" he said.
"Yes?" She didn't look up.
He crushed out his cigarette and walked over to her, laid his hand on the ridge of her spine, stroked downward across the full ass. She straightened and stared quizzically at him.
"What was that about, Reese?"
"Just what you think."
She laughed. "How flattering, darling, but what's come over you? Want to change your luck?"
"That isn't funny."
She patted his cheek and reached for her gown. "Did I hurt your pride, darling? I am sorry. But, after all, it's been a long time since... "
"You are my wife." He quickly slipped his arms around her, his hands going to her tits, pressing himself tightly against her.
Her eyebrows shot skyward. "Why, Reese," she said, "you surprise me."
"You're still a fine-looking woman, Celia. Very exciting."
A soft laugh erupted from her full mouth. "I really am flattered, Reese. But we do have to go to the Carters, and we're late already."
"To hell with the Carters."
"And the babysitter will be here in twenty minutes," she smiled.
"Who is it?"
"A new one. You don't know her. Peg Davis."
"Davis... Davis... Peg. You're right, don't know her," Reese said, rubbing his hardening prick against his wife's ass.
"Your nephew Hal does," Celia replied.
"What does that mean?"
"Oh, nothing," she laughed. "You know Hal comes to me with all his tall tales."
"Is Hal still bothering you?"
"Not bothering, darling... confiding. Now let go of me, I must get dressed."
"No."
"What?"
"I said no. I want to fuck you."
"Later, when we get home. If you're not too drunk. Who knows, it might be fun after so long." She smiled brightly at him. "How long has it been, Reese?"
He scowled and his handsome brows came together above his nose. "I wonder about you, Celia. I really do. Why, there are even times when I believe you must have a lover."
She gazed at him with frank disbelief. "That's a naive remark under the circumstances, darling. We have our little agreement. I don't question you about all those little girls you play around with down at your office." Reese flushed and turned away. "Is it true that no girl is ever used by your agency in a commercial unless she entertains you in your office, darling?"
He whirled around, his face livid. "That's a rotten thing to say to me, Celia. I'm your husband."
"So you are, Reese. It's just something I heard."
"You bitch!"
She laughed softly and sat down on the settee, letting her dress ride clear to her hips, exposing her fleshy, luscious thighs. Reese found it impossible to raise his eyes from that arousing expanse of flesh.
"God, you're beautiful," he suddenly blurted out.
"Do you really think so?" she said without emotion, leaning back and thrusting her heavy tits out, making them rise to unbelievable proportions. "You're staring at me, darling."
"Yes... I know," he replied, at last tearing his eyes from her body. He was swimming in space and there was nothing he could do about it. And he didn't like it.
"If you could have anything in the world right now, Reese... what would you want?"
"You," he replied, without a second thought.
"That's impossible," she replied casually. "We have a dinner date."
He laughed sarcastically. "How can we leave now?... with this?" He rubbed his hand across the front of his trousers. His cock had risen to a full hard-on.
He advanced on her and pulled her up from the settee. Then he grabbed both of her tits in his big hands. The way he kneaded them hurt, but it also turned her on.
"Don't you remember how good a fuck I gave you last time?" he growled.
"You bastard," Celia hissed, trying to pull away from him. She brought a knee up, trying to get at him, but she missed. She tried it a second time, and missed again. His hands had left her tits now, but the pain was still there. "Leave me alone!"
"Not until I get what I want," he chuckled.
Her mind was whirling so fast that she didn't even notice that he had unfastened the zipper of her dress, opened it, and was now slipping his hand between her thighs.
"Don't, Reese... don't do that!"
"Why not, baby? I can feel you're wet as hell down there. I want some of that good pussy!"
And so did she, but she didn't want to admit it to him. This time, when his hand moved around to her ass cheeks and pulled her into him, she didn't resist.
Reese kissed her hard, ramming his tongue into her mouth and grinding his hard cock against her soft cuntal mound. Then he picked her up and carried her to the bed. He stretched out beside her and pulled her close, trying to kiss her again, but she twisted away from him, her eyes flashing angrily.
"Leave me alone, dammit!"
"Honey, you'll like it and you know it."
"Not now!" She tried to pull away from him, but he yanked her tight against his bulging hard-on once more.
Reese ripped her dress the rest of the way off, exposing her huge tits and the triangle of her fluffy pussy through her sheer panties. He threw himself beside her, wild now from the sight of her tits and cunt, aroused by her resistance. He pressed his hot lips against her neck.
Although she pushed at him fiercely, Reese felt her shudder as he applied suction to her skin. His hands slipped between her thighs and pushed aside her panties, caressing her wet cuntal slit. Celia tried to yank his hand away, but he was too strong, and soon his fingers were dancing over her clit. Then he moved his powerful body over hers, pinioning her in a horizontal position. He tore away her bra and panties, then again dropped his fingers between her tightly clenched legs and thighs, enjoying the writhing efforts she was making to disengage herself from him.
"Stop!" she cried.
"Soon," he answered, and when she cursed him, he laughed. "You know you love my prick!"
"Not like this, Reese! What the hell do you think I am, some whore or something?" She spat the words at him through clenched teeth.
"No, baby," he replied, his tone hard. "You're just my wife, and we both enjoy fucking each other. Now relax."
As though to answer him, Celia struggled even harder. Finally, he put his entire weight on her naked body, fumbling with his zipper and taking out his cock.
"What are you doing?"
"You know what I'm doing, sweetheart. You're going to love my prick when you get it up your sweet cunt!"
He started fondling her passionately, letting the palms of his hands roll up and down her ass cheeks, then began to encircle the lower slopes of the bottom of her belly, and then her bush-hair and cunt lips. His face was flushed and the thick biceps were bulging. His powerful body was alive with an animal sensuality.
His mouth began a trail of kisses, from her moist red lips down to the slopes of her soft throat, then to the warm valley dividing her enormous, milky white tits.
He paused to lave each nipple, biting hard, then releasing, biting hard again. Both of them were breathing heavily now. Celia's eyes glazed as she writhed in tortuous pleasure-agony on the bed, her cunt yawning wide for the inevitable onslaught by his big cock.
When it happened, it hit her like a bolt of electricity.
She had to admit Reese's throbbing prick was good. It invaded her cunt deeply, searching, probing, demanding. "Ohhh... ohhhhh... " She was sobbing, lifting her body up to receive his huge, thrusting cock.
"I told you you'd want my cock again, sweetheart," he growled.
"Yes, damn you," Celia hissed. She knew he was fucking half the girls that worked for him, but, at this point, she didn't care. His cock felt too good in her hot pussy.
And Reese was loving it just as much. He liked the way her huge tits bounced back and forth on her chest as he rammed his prick up her pussy hole. He touched them, moving his hands lightly over the hard, puckered nipples. Then he buried his face between her huge tits, smelling the perfume of her body. He licked at the shadowed valley between her tits, then his tongue ran up to one nipple and licked it till it tingled. Then he attacked the other nipple, using his tongue, lips and teeth until it was painfully erected as well.
"You like my tits, don't you, you bastard," Celia groaned, running her fingers through his hair. He nodded. "I want your tongue all over me, darling. All over me, Reese, do you understand? Pull your cock out of me and give me a tongue-bath!"
Reese quickly pulled his cock from between her thighs. At the same time, he flipped her over onto her stomach. His head moved to her body. He licked at the space between her shoulder blades, his tongue moving down her spine. His fingers rubbed against the cavern of her ass, making Celia moan and rub her cunt against the bed.
He had her now, just the way he wanted her. His tongue was in the small of her back, and he licked at her fleshy ass cheeks, his tongue edging toward her asshole. He licked down the shadowed divide, found the brown puckered little hole, and his tongue danced lightly over the spot, tantalizing her, making her moan and plead for him to dig in.
Then, with his tongue thick and rubbery, he wormed into her asshole, teasing the sour sweaty flesh, burrowing in as deep as he could. His fingers strayed down to her cunt and delved inside, finding her pussy hot and juicy.
Celia moaned and writhed, her body in a torrent of wild emotions. There was a pounding in her head and she thought her skull would explode. Her feeling surged upward toward the brink.
"Ummmmm! Oh, oh, oh!" His delightful tongue was driving her insane. She loved this... a hot tongue deep in her asshole.
She rubbed her cunt hard on the bed, her body moving rapidly. His head moved with her ass, his tongue staying lodged in her asshole. His fingers moved in and out of her juicy pussy, touching the sensitive walls, teasing the sensitive clit. She moaned and climaxed, her whole body shuddering with the impact.
Then she turned over, her legs spread wide apart. There were beads of sweat on her forehead. "You're not finished yet!" she cried. "Blow me, go down on it!"
Reese willingly buried his head down between her smooth thighs and his tongue took the place of his fingers. He tongued at the juicy cunt walls and found the tiny nub of her clit tremendously enlarged. He sucked it in and his teeth surrounded the tasty flesh.
Then Celia's body went wild. She twisted and gyrated on the bed, her rounded thighs churning to a pagan rhythm. Her torso ached and thrust around in the act of fucking. Instead of a cock in her cunt, there was a delightful rubbery tongue. And the tongue was giving her the same excitement as a prick. Sharp little cries escaped from her throat. Her body arched stiffly, then she exploded again.
It felt as if rockets were going off in her head. Rockets of all colors... blue, red, yellow, purple. She screamed, and her luscious body shook wildly as the spasms hit her.
Reese was climbing up over her, his big body covering hers. His stiff cock sought entrance, found the gaping cunt hole, and sailed inward.
Her hands swept over his chest and her fingers pinched his nipples as he fucked her with all his strength. His big cock drove in and out of her well-lubricated pussy. His balls banged against the crack of her ass.
"OHHHH, YES, YESSSSS!" she shrieked. "Fuck me! FUCK ME!" She tweaked his nipples, twisting them, giving him the pain he wanted, the pain he needed. "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!"
His cock seemed to be on fire. He thrust into her again and again with quick, furious movements of his driving hips, his prick sailing into the warm honey of her wet pussy. In and out, in and out... throbbing prick in and out of throbbing cunt.
"Oh, God, YES!" Celia breathed, moving with him. "God, what a fucker you are!"
He began to regulate his movements, giving her a chance to catch up to him. She moved slowly at first and then faster, his ass moving faster, too, as he drove his big prick in and out, in and out of her cunt. Her thighs were wrapped tightly around his waist and her hands left his painful nipples to claw at his shoulders.
Reese yelled as his cock jerked in her cunt and spewed out its hot fluid. She felt the liquid hit her cervix and she came again, grunting savagely.
"Fuck... fuck... fuck," she chanted, heaving against the bed, bouncing her ass on the soft mattress so that her ample hips slammed upwards to meet the thrusts of his engorged cock. Her cunt milked him so expertly that wave after wave of pleasure spasmed through him and made him whimper.
His hands found her lovely big tits, and he squeezed them roughly as he fucked his big cock into her, drawing on the nipples and pinching them until she was gurgling. He felt her juice running down and trickling through his pubic hair, tickling his balls. He wanted to eat her and fuck her, both at the same time, wanted to be able to taste her womanliness in every way imaginable.
"I want to fuck doggie-style!" Celia suddenly chirped, her breath coming fast and ragged. Reese muttered his agreement.
When he withdrew from her, she licked her cunt juice off his throbbing cock, then got on the floor, elbows resting on the mattress, and moaned as he filled her slick pussy hole from behind.
He reached around her, grasping her large, jiggling tits and played with them as he built a steady, exciting rhythm that soon had her gasping and crying with joy. Her cunt slit became sopping again, and Reese felt his balls convulse uncontrollably and fountain his steaming cum up the length of his pistoning cock.
The thick wad spurted into her pussy, splattering over her rippling cunt walls. And the heat of his cum drove her once more over the brink, into a thrashing climax.
He fell against her, holding her tits, trying to catch his breath. His prick shrank rapidly, slipped out of her stretched pussy, dripping with cum.
"Reese?"
"Yes."
"Don't you think we'd better get dressed now?" she smiled. "We're late."
CHAPTER FOUR
The party was in full swing and Pete was acting as bartender. He gave a glass of Scotch to Peg Davis and she gulped half of it down. She grinned at the watching boys, extended her arms parallel to the floor and did a quick turn.
"Ohhhh, daddy, here I go! Floating down the river... all velvet and sweet smelling!"
"Hey, Peg," Chip Conroy said, "is the kid asleep?"
"Sound," Peg giggled.
"What time do the Morgans get home?"
"Not for hours," she replied.
"We should have invited Hal!" Pete laughed.
Peg was chilled for a moment, but she made it pass quickly. This was a party, a party with a lot of boys, and that was what she lived for. What had happened in the gym to Hal and her was weeks ago, and the past was better forgotten. She shuffled up to Chip, her belly shoved forward, her hips rotating slowly. "Dance with the lady, mister?"
"Anything you say, sweetheart."
She moved toward him until their bodies touched, hips writhing, loins tight in their undulations, slow circles, sensuous swaying, eyes lidded, throats thick and hot.
"Oh, Chip, you are the end," she breathed. "You think so, baby?"
"Be nice to me. Be nice and... " He laughed softly. "Promises, promises."
"I mean it. Whatever you want. Name it."
"You know the name."
"Yes. I do."
"And... "
"And if you want. Whatever you want." Her cunt mound rotated and he felt the spreading passion flood his groin. "Now," she murmured. "Right now. And right here, if you want. In front of everybody. Anything for you, lover."
He held himself still and gazed at her, eyes bright and hard. "Anything?"
"Yeah, sure. You know how much I dig you."
Without moving, he called out. "Mickey!" Seconds later his friend materialized at his side. "You tuned in on Peg here, Mickey?" Mickey Perkins had only lately joined the group. He'd had wet dreams about Peg Davis. Now he leered at the beautiful girl and rubbed his prick through his pants. "I can dig anything Peg can, Chip," he said.
"Then kiss her," Chip ordered.
Mickey looked startled. "Right now?"
"Now."
"Oh, Chip... " Peg said hesitantly.
"You said anything, baby," Chip replied. "Show me."
She sighed. "All right." She turned to Mickey. "Whenever you're ready, stud."
"Hey!" Chip shouted. "All of you, gather 'round. Peg and Mickey are gonna show us a thing or two!" A circle formed with Mickey, Peg and Chip in the center. "Okay, go!"
Peg reached for a glass someone was holding and swallowed the contents quickly. She held out her arms to Mickey and smiled.
"Well, what are we waiting for? The man said go!"
The first kiss was tentative, then, as there was a quickening of senses, a heightened sensuality, Mickey's arms closed more tightly around her and his mouth worked on her mouth, tongue stabbing against tender tissue, arousing a tide of lust in both their bodies. The onlookers began to call out encouragement, to cheer them on, and to Peg it was a steady thick roar like elements gone wild. She felt herself sinking into the sound and she forgot where she was, or with whom, only feeling the pleasure.
"Too many," Chip said softly. "Too many clothes." He glanced around the circle. "Pete. Help Mickey."
Pete smiled nervously. "He doesn't need any help, Chip."
"Help him, I said." There was no mistaking the authority in his voice, or the thinly veiled threat. "Get those clothes off her. What Peg has shouldn't be hidden from anybody. Now do as I said!"
Peg stood there with eyes closed, swaying, as they stripped off her clothes to the raucous shouts of the onlookers. A thin gurgling sound dribbled from her lips, tuneless and without rhythm. Then she was naked.
"Oh, man," somebody crowed admiringly, "look at the way she's built!"
"Jesus, what I could do with that!" Mickey growled.
Chip glared at him. "Then do it," he hissed.
"I didn't mean anything, Chip," the boy protested.
"Do it," Chip insisted. "Do it!" He shoved Mickey toward Peg. "And do it now."
Peg went slowly to the floor under the pressure of Mickey's weight, hands reaching automatically for his belt. In no time she had him as naked as she was. Chip's voice was at her ear.
"Fuck him, baby," he growled. "Fuck him good, and then I'll finish you off!"
All Peg could think of was cock. She opened her legs and began finger-fucking herself. Then she suddenly realized that she had a cock in her other fist. She turned around and looked up at Mickey.
"Fuck me, Mickey!" she pleaded. "Fuck me with your big, beautiful cock!"
Mickey quickly slid to the floor beside her. "Gimme a licking first, baby," he moaned. "Gimme a real good tongue-bath first, and then I'll fill your cunt and your sweet asshole at the same time!"
After having her pussy worked up to a fever pitch by her own finger-fucking, Peg was ready for anything. She was even looking forward to giving Mickey the tongue-bath he wanted, completely up to his asshole.
She reached down and picked up one of his feet and calmly stuck his big toe in her mouth. After she wet it thoroughly, she opened her mouth wide and took all of his toes in. Looking up in the dim lighting, she could see his big prick fatten.
Pulling her mouth away, she repeated the procedure on his other foot, then, working saliva in her mouth, she started on either ankle and worked up to his knees, her hot slippery tongue feeling slick to his smooth flesh. As she started to tongue his thighs, he could feel her hot saliva on the hairs of his legs. Her big tits were hanging at his fingertips and, as she moved upward, he managed to get hold of them. As he squeezed their lush softness, Peg bore down harder as she licked and swabbed her tongue just under his balls.
Mickey lifted his muscular thighs in the air to give her more room, exposing his dark asshole. She stuck her tongue as far as she could against his asshole. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at the two reddish-brown balls. Raising her head, in one motion, they disappeared into her hungry mouth. She stuck one hand up, letting her long, cool, tapering fingers grasp his bulging prick. She could feel his heart beating through it.
The other boys in the room were quickly undressing. Peg could see them out of the corner of her eye. She moaned. Chip was going to give her a lot of cock tonight.
After munching tenderly on Mickey's balls, she released them from her mouth and ran her tongue up the length of his big prick. His entire body began to tremble as the beautiful young girl took a deep breath and covered half of the fat prick with her wet mouth. Sliding one hand down, she cupped his balls, then lightly rolled them in her fingers.
His hands slid away from her tits and, grabbing her head, he got two handfuls of her hair. He pulled her head downward until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. He held her there for a few seconds until he heard her gasping for breath. Then he let her hair go and her head shot upward until her mouth came off the end of the swelling knob, making a sound like a cork popping out of a bottle.
Peg took a few gasps of air, then stuck her tongue out, letting the tip of it gently brush around the head of his now crimson prick. She kept circling it, barely touching it with the end of her tongue.
Suddenly she felt a glob of cum touch her tongue. Her mouth quickly slid over the head and she began sucking as hard as she could. She felt the hot male juice fill her mouth, and she let it trickle slowly down the inside of her throat until it all disappeared.
"Oh, baby, that was the greatest," Mickey moaned. "You sure do give some kind of head!"
"Then do me now!" Peg gasped, rolling back to the floor and splaying her legs wide. "Cock me! Give me some prick. Oh, God, I need it so bad!"
"Not me," Mickey panted. "Chip?"
"Move aside, Mickey," Chip said, dropping between Peg's splayed thighs. "Want some real man-meat now, baby?"
"Yes! Oh, please, yes! Cock my pussy!" the girl squealed.
Chip put his hands between her legs, kneading the top of her cunt, the juicy lips. Then Peg lay back and spread her legs wider. She guided his big cock to the entrance to her cunt, and he thrust into her with a moan of wild pleasure. She felt his entire cock shaft rip savagely up into her hole. She felt spread wide open, and bucked back against him to take even more.
As he moved in and out of her, little electric fingers seemed to scratch her insides, tickling her cunt walls. She held her legs far apart, her body tense and arched as he shoved into her hard and steady. Chip watched her panting mouth, jerking in and out of her, answering her groans with twists.
Peg began to come quickly, feeling overfilled and stuffed with pussy juice, cum and cock. Chip kept up his relentless rhythm, never dropping it for a moment, his hands under her hot ass, squeezing the full flesh and pressing her hard against his mammoth cock. He made her come over and over, her hair flowing over her eyes, cramming weird prickly pains and pleasures into her wet young cunt.
"YES, YOU BIG COCK, FUCK ME!" she screamed ecstatically. "OHHHHHHHHHH, SHHHEEEIIIIIT!"
"Take it, cunt! TAKE MY PRICK!"
"Don't stop! Oh, no, don't stop, PLEEEE AAAASSSSE! " She was so wet and open that he glided in and out with ease, swimming in her sweet warmth, rolling from side to side. She put her legs up at his sides, locked her feet behind his powerful back to feel him as deep as possible. He lifted her ass to his raging prick, shoving it in and jerking it out. She started shrieking continuously and rolling her hips again, and they came together like an avalanche crashing down a mountain, Chip's cum spurting into her wildly gyrating cunt like a geyser.
Peg felt his hot jism squirting up in her, and shrieked louder, begging him to keep fucking her, even though he'd already cum. But she didn't have to. His cock was still hard as a rock as he continued to jam it relentlessly in and out of her cunt. His prick became a weapon, hurting her, fucking her raw. But Peg only shrieked more passionately, sounding like a madwoman, as his giant cock seared the innermost depths of her belly.
He kneaded her ripe ass cheeks, tearing at her tender flesh with his sharp fingernails, digging into the soft meat until he drew blood. Peg climaxed again as he hurt her. In fact, the more he punished her, the harder she fucked.
"Yes, yes, you big cock, you... do it!" she screamed. "Do it, DO IT! HURT MY CUNT! FUCK MEEEEEEE!"
But Chip had already come and pulled out of her. Suddenly there was another male body between her thighs. She opened her eyes. "Pete."
"Yeah, baby," Pete grinned down at her. "Cock number three!"
"Pete?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"FUCK ME!"
"How do you want it?"
Even if Peg had wanted to answer him, there wasn't time. He shoved her back onto the floor, flat, pulling her legs brutally apart and crawling between them. When he had positioned his body between her thighs, he spit some saliva into his palm and began working it onto his prick. With his other hand, he reached for the lips of her cunt and began stroking them, roughly pushing his fingers into her slit.
At first it hurt. She was so sore, and his fingers were painful as they drove up into her furrow.
"Nice cunt. Big tits," Pete groaned as he worked the tip of his thumb back and forth across her sensitive clit and rammed two fingers in and out of her pussy.
Then Peg could feel him shifting his weight. She saw his body come up and over her, hovering. She didn't want to move. She couldn't move. She didn't care any longer, about anything. All she wanted to do was fuck.
Then she felt the hotness of his cockflesh pressing against the lips of her pussy. The pressure increased, and she could feel her cuntal folds being forced apart, wider, wider, making room for his huge cockhead.
Suddenly the tension relaxed somewhat, and she knew his prick had slipped inside her. She could feel it now, could feel the breadth of his prickhead sinking deeper and deeper into her hole, and she could feel the crookedness of his cockshaft following the head.
His body was working now, lifting up off hers and then pressing back down, ramming his giant cock into her, slipping it ruthlessly back and forth between her cuntal lips. She fucked him back, her hips raising off the floor to meet his every thrust. She tried to help him, to encourage him, excite him.
"How's it feel, baby?" Pete mumbled down at her. "How's it feel?... good? Everybody likes my prick once they get used to it. You're gettin' used to it... you're gettin' wetter than hell. How's my cock feel, baby?"
"I don't know," Peg murmured, her voice seeming to come from far away. It was her own voice, she could tell, but it sounded as if it came from somewhere outside her body. "Your cock's just not big enough to turn my pussy on, that's all."
"Well, ain't that tough shit!" he spat down at her. "Ain't that just too fuckin' bad!" His body began to slam against hers, knocking the wind from her on each thrust as he rammed his big prick far, far up into her belly.
She wanted Chip's cock again. He was the one who could really satisfy her. She looked around the room, but she couldn't see him. "Chip... Chip?"
"It's me, Pete, fuckin' you now, baby," Pete hissed down at her. "It's Pete!"
"Oh... it's good," she said softly.
"What did you say, baby?"
"It's good," she repeated, this time much louder.
Pete leaned down until his lips were near her ear. "What's it feel like, baby? What's ol' Pete's prick feel like up your cunt!"
"It feels like you're filling me all the way up. It's burning my pussy, stretching it... making my pussy feel wonderful."
As Peg said these things, she could feel his cock grow harder and probe deeper into her body. He needed the stimulation of talk to keep him going, and she needed the stimulation of his cock inside her to make her turn all the way on.
"It feels like a stud-cock in me," she whispered. "A real big stud-cock, fucking me good, fucking my cunt and making me come."
"Yeah, baby, you better believe it's good!" Pete rasped, his hips moving fast now, lunging his cock into her hungrily. "That's a stud-cock you got in you, baby! I'm a real hot stud-cock!
Feel it? Feel it up in your belly?"
"Yes. I feel it all up inside me," Peg said, grinding her cunt back up over his prick. "It feels good. Hot and hard and big, way up there... fucking me real good."
The head of his prick began to swell inside her as he rammed it in and out. "OH, SHIT!" he bellowed. "Shit, she's gonna get it! She's gonna get my jizz!" he roared. "SHE'S GONNA GET ALL MY CUM!"
Then the head of his cock opened and huge spurts of thick, hot cream burned up inside Peg's cuntal channel. Then, almost as quickly as he came, he rolled off of her. His prick slipped from her hole with a loud slurping sound. He was done. But Peg hadn't come. And she wanted to.
"Is that all there is? God, is that all there is to it?" she cried. "Jesus, somebody fuck me! Somebody bring me off!"
But she could see that all the boys were dressed and racing out the door.
Oh God, she thought, they're taking all Mr. Morgan's whiskey! What's he gonna say!
CHAPTER FIVE
As Peg showered and dressed, she shook her head and muttered to herself. Why, oh why, she thought, did sex have to always rule her life and get her into trouble? Like tonight.
Mrs. Morgan was a wild woman. When she saw all that liquor gone, she would go absolutely crazy. She would probably call Peg's mother. That meant no more nights out and no more babysitting jobs. No more jobs meant no more money for clothes.
Sex. How she hated it and loved it all at the same time.
But then, for Peg, that was probably natural. Sex had never held any real mystery for her. Her father had run off somewhere when she was ten, and from then on her mother had brought home a succession of Uncle Freds and Uncle Jims and some she didn't even bother to introduce as relatives. None of the men stayed around long enough to assume any status in the family.
At fifteen, Peg had come home unexpectedly .from school one day. She had never forgotten how her mother had leapt up from the day bed, looking foolish and unkempt. And some uncle Peg had never seen before had rolled to the floor, fumbling hastily with his clothing.
At first her mother had been angry, but soon she had calmed down. And as she buttoned the dressing gown she slipped on, her mother had said, "Well, now you know what it's all about."
"You mean what you and him were doing? I've known about that for a long time."
Peg had fully expected a backhand slap for her insolence, but her mother had only said, "I'll have to learn to plug up the keyholes around here. Well, you might as well hear the rest of it. I don't want you to grow up having the silly problems I had, baby." And then she proceeded to tell Peg about her childhood, about being raped when she was small, and then turning to prostitution as the only way she knew to make money.
Peg had secrets of her own that she had never confided to her mother. When Peg was younger, her mother had hired a carpenter to put in bookshelves on both sides of the fireplace that was all sooty and needed new bricks. Her mother had found two boxes of books, left behind when the next-door neighbors moved out, and had decided it would give the house a little class if they had books and a place to show them off. The carpenter's name was Henry.
And because her mother never got home from her check-out job at the market until six, Peg had had the place to herself after school. She had enjoyed teasing Henry and watching how the teasing affected him.
She would run around the house in her mother's dressing gown, which was too big for her but transparent if he looked hard enough. And Henry had looked hard enough, though he had been pretty old... about twenty-five. But he hadn't been bad looking, and Peg was enjoying her game.
She began mocking and teasing him with her body. She would wear shorts and halters, and sometimes only part of a bikini. She would lie on the sofa across from where he was working, arranging herself in highly erotic positions. Sometimes she would move just so and a large, rose-tipped tit would pop into view above her halter.
Or she would sit just right so that he could clearly see the molded pattern of her cunt lips through the material, and the curling beauty of her pubic hair around the sides of her panties. The end result was inevitable.
One afternoon he had been drinking a little. He passed Peg's bedroom door and paused, then knocked.
"Come in, Henry."
He pushed the door open. She was lying across the bed in a shortie nightie so sheer she might as well have been naked.
"Jesus, you're beautiful," he croaked. "And I want you." He couldn't stop it. He couldn't even bring himself to try.
He crossed to the bed and wordlessly removed the sheer nightie from her body. Peg moaned when he bent his face under her and got his lips to her nipples, sucking and pulling on them until he had each one hard and crimsonly aroused.
"Don't be afraid, Henry. I'm not," she crooned.
Her body was a replica of her mother's, perhaps even fuller, and much firmer in the tits and hips. He got his trousers and shorts off, but couldn't contain himself long enough to bother about his shirt. He was on top of her on that wide, soft bed, his strong prick nudging in between the soft, wet lips of a tight cunt that was horny and anxious to be taught the joys of sex.
"Ohhhh, yes, Henry, yes! It hurts a little... be careful!" She twisted beneath his weight. He felt her cherry go. He was easing in about three inches now and knew that as long as he was slow and careful, she would take all he had to offer easily.
Now it was his turn to moan, for her tight, gripping pussy seemed to be tearing his foreskin down and down until it must surely snap. But seemingly at the last possible moment the tension eased, and he was feeding her with a good thick eight inches.
Then he began to really fuck her. Peg clung to his neck, biting her lips as the pain gradually grew less and the pleasure increased. But she was tight, and Henry couldn't hold back. He came in her like a geyser and then rolled, panting, to her side.
He hadn't been able to control himself, much as he wanted to make this first fucking for the kid a long and satisfying one. Her young cunt was so tight, so hot and gripping, it had sucked all his cum out without him being able to control it.
He was stroking her face. "Sorry, Peg," he muttered. "Sorry it wasn't better for you the first time. It'll be much better the next time... I promise you."
"Let's find out," Peg smiled.
"What?"
"Let's make the next time now, Henry!" He looked into the young girl's smiling face and saw the image of her nymphomaniac mother. "Peg, you're just like your old lady."
"Then you have been fucking my mother." He chuckled. "Since the first day I worked here."
She was playing with his erect prick as though it were the most wonderful toy she had ever been given. He had his hand on the back of her neck, and, at first, the constant pressure he applied there didn't mean anything to her. Only when he became more firmly insistent did she bend her body forward and allow her beautiful face to drop nearer to the huge domed cock she was holding and rubbing in her fingers. Henry heard her moan with passion as he pushed her head down farther, farther. Then his prick was in the warm cavern of her mouth and she was wildly flailing her head from side to side, sucking him off.
Peg used her tongue as well as her lips. His hot hand slid down from her head, down her soft, smooth back. Stretching, he got his hand to the cleft of her lovely young ass, and then, reaching farther between her opening thighs, he got his fingers to the hot, throbbing little cunt that had so recently been filled with cock for the first time.
His arms suddenly embraced her. He was lifting and tugging at her, getting her turned around and over him. The sight of her little warm pinkish cunt drove him crazy with desire. He roughly pushed her aside and then made her kneel on all fours. Getting behind her like a dog, he thrust his huge prick into her warm cunt for the second time.
Peg was truly her mother's daughter. She tried to get the tempo of his prick thrusting madly against her ass, and she tried to regulate her own motions with his unsteady back-and-forth rhythm.
When Henry got his arms embraced around her slim waist, he felt up to caress and cup her swaying young tits. He controlled himself this time and held still for a few minutes.
But Peg would have none of it. "Fuck me, Henry!" she cried. "Oh, pound my little pussy like you pound Mother's!"
With his heart pounding and his head reeling with unbridled lust, Henry withdrew his giant cock and then thrust ruthlessly forward, puncturing her tight young cunt right to the entrance of her womb and giving her a thrill she had never dreamed of.
"Grab the sides of the bed and hold on tight!" he rasped, and Peg obediently reached for the edges of the mattress, instinctively widening her thighs and giving him better access.
Slowly and steadily he withdrew and thrust in again, using all his strength every time so that she had to hold on desperately to keep from being pitched forward onto the pillows. Soon she got the idea of thrusting back into him, and Henry crowed with delight at her cooperation.
Peg quickly learned that the more she helped him the more of a thrill she got in her cunt, and soon they were fucking each other with a vengeance.
"Faster, Henry, do it faster! Harder!" the young girl panted back at him.
He redoubled his efforts, the sweat pouring down his face. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer, but she was showing signs of climaxing at any moment, too.
"Is it good, sweetheart? Do you like my prick in your sweet pussy?" he gasped. His hands were gripping her waist mercilessly.
As her shrieks filled the room, Henry let go, feeling his cum gush up into her tight cunt. Then he collapsed on her back and she collapsed in turn onto the soft mattress, both gasping at the satisfaction of their mutual lust.
That had been Peg's first taste of real sex, and it proved to be only an appetizer. But it had gotten her into trouble.
That same afternoon, Henry had moved out of his rooming house, packed his tools in a pickup truck and left the state. He hadn't even sent a bill for the work he had done.
His failure to collect his money had given him away. Peg had had no intention of telling her mother about the incident, but her mother had been smart enough to know that a grown man didn't forget to send a bill for services rendered. Henry's not having left a forwarding address had confirmed her suspicions.
For a few days her mother had stormed around the house, looking grim. Then one day she had said, "Well, at least the worries are over. Thank God for that. Pregnant at your age would have been just too much. Too damn much even for me."
"What do you mean, Mother?"
"Did it hurt?" her mother had shot back.
"A little."
"I should have known better than to hire that bastard in the first place. Just be careful next time, honey."
And Peg had heeded her mother's advice. She was extremely popular in high school, and she knew the reason. She didn't give a damn. She loved cock and sex, and she didn't care where she got it. On a field trip with a science teacher named Smith, she had nearly caused an eruption in the faculty. Smith had resigned and the principal had issued an edict--henceforth, no male teachers were to go on field trips with mixed classes. Women teachers were to take girl pupils on the trips.
Then Peg started running with Chip's crowd, and for the first time in her life she was getting all the cock she could handle. But that might end when the Morgans got home. That is, unless she made sure that Mr. Morgan, and not his wife, discovered the missing liquor.
* * *
"Thanks for telling your wife you took the liquor, Mr. Morgan," Peg smiled.
You little vixen, Reese Morgan thought, looking at the beautiful teenager on the other side of the car, what else could I do the way you came on when we got home!
"What did happen to the booze, Peg?"
"I... I can't tell you that. But I promise I'll repay you... somehow."
I know how I'd like to be repaid, Reese chuckled to himself, pulling into the drive.
Peg leaned back in the seat, her skirt flaring high above her knees, making no attempt to adjust it. Let him look, she thought. Let him grow more and more excited. Let all his senses come into play until he gets lost in my flesh. She almost smiled at the thought. When all else failed, she assured herself, this method would always obtain results.
"Well, goodnight Peg."
"Wouldn't you like to come in for a little while?" She smiled coyly and shifted around to face him, the skirt hiking higher, exposing the satiny flesh of her thighs. She watched his eyes flutter down and back again, wanting to look and not daring. "Mother's out for the night, Reese. Can I call you Reese?"
The handsome older man smiled. There was no doubt about what the little bitch had in mind now. "Well, maybe I could have a nightcap here, since there's no more liquor at my place."
"Mother only has beer in the house," Peg smiled.
"Beer will be fine."
Inside the house, Peg swung off for the kitchen. Reese's prick pulsed with the rhythm of her bouncing little ass. He shifted it to partly hide the bulge before she returned.
"Here's a beer."
"Thanks."
She was standing directly in front of him, staring at his crotch. Damn, she's young, he thought, sipping the beer, but she's ready. He saw a small smile curve her lips and glanced down himself. His cock was swelling. It now lay like a small log along his thigh in the tight pants.
Reese wondered if this girl was just a minxish teenager, or if she was a bit more than her tender years should suggest. He sipped the beer and let his knees move a little more apart. Peg's gaze didn't waver.
"I'll bet you have a lot of boyfriends."
"A couple. But they're just kids, and don't know anything they haven't learned from the movies."
Reese chuckled slightly. "A girl as pretty and as... sexy as you will be married and have two kids by the time she's nineteen."
"You think I'm sexy, Reese?" she asked, turning to assume a childish pose, but an effective one.
"I certainly do, Peg. Maybe three kids." She shook her head, making her long straight hair ripple. "I use the pill," she announced. "I want to have some fun before I get a flock of kids!"
Half out of his senses now, Reese leaned forward, and before his better judgment could restrain him, he patted her ass, slowly. "Every girl should have her share of fun," he said, his voice a low growl. He didn't draw his hand from the pert roundness of her ass cheeks. Peg leaned back against the pressure, and when he dropped one hand, her dress became surprisingly loose. She giggled.
"Hey, you come on, don't you!"
"Isn't that what you want me to do, Peg?" He still wasn't sure. But when he made a half movement to draw her closer, she allowed herself to be pulled. His hand became animated on her ass, and he felt his cock become throbbingly stiff as he smoothed her slender back upward then downward with adept pressure on the base of her spine.
"Do you want me to sit on your lap?" Reese put down the half empty can of beer, and she plumped herself across his thighs. The shock of her slim firmness made his head spin. His hands smoothed her body. Then, as his mind turned to jelly, he slipped his fingers into the front of her dress. Instantly, Peg turned to him and her hot young mouth mashed to his. It was a passionate kiss, hot and frenzied, and he turned it into a more mature caress by pushing his tongue between her lips as his fingers found the solid flat of her belly.
"Oh, wow," she murmured around his mouth. "You kiss good, Reese!"
"You're not so bad yourself," he growled. His fingers moved down to the firm pad of her pussy mound, and the thinly grown curls of hair sent tingles up his arm. Peg stirred her hips, letting her thighs part slightly when she writhed upward. For a moment, Reese felt ashamed of himself as he petted and explored the finely slitted flesh, then he let his middle finger separate the soft pink lips and move down over the wet tissues in search of her clit. "You're not a virgin, are you, Peg?"
She almost laughed. "Not by a long shot." Reese relaxed slightly upon hearing those words. Holding her close, he plunged his finger in a full two joints and she gasped. Her giggles were quick, and she began to undulate her hips provocatively. Her little pussy seemed very tight around his fingers, and his cock lurched in his trousers in anticipation of driving its thick fullness up that tight cunt slit.
"I want you," he hissed in her ear.
"And I want you, too," Peg gurgled, driving her pussy harder down over his exploring hand. "Let's get to the bed!"
The next few minutes were a whirlwind of activity. She ripped her dress off and quickly pulled Reese's pants down to expose his bobbing cock. Drool dripped from the corners of her mouth as she gazed at his mammoth prick.
"Jesus, that's bigger than any two boys I've ever had!" she gasped. And she meant it. She only hoped she could take it. Reese Morgan had a cock like a stud horse.
She dropped to her knees in front of him. Her tongue, hot and wet, ran up and down the length of his hard, pulsing prick. "Jeez, you're big... so big!" she chanted as she hotly lapped at the giant prick.
"Bigger than the boys you fuck around with?"
"Lots. I don't know if my pussy's big enough!"
Reese didn't answer her. He didn't want to scare her off. She didn't know it, but she'd gotten him too hot to stop now. She was going to take his prick whether she liked it or not.
Peg ran her tongue around the swollen head, letting her saliva run down the length of his cock to settle on his balls and pubic hair. Her tongue was like a thing alive all over his cock and balls, driving everything else from his mind.
His hands entwined in her thick hair and he pulled with all his might. At the same time, he thrust forward with his hips. There was a gasp of surprise from Peg, but no relenting, as she accepted his thick cock and eagerly devoured the rigid male prick.
It seemed like an eternity of delight as the young girl feasted on his cock. Finally she paused, looking upward to his eyes which were glazed with lust.
"You like it?" she cooed.
"Yeah, but there's something I like more." He tugged her onto the bed and settled between her thighs. Once, twice, three times he y jabbed his throbbing cock at her tender cuntal lips. Each thrust was accompanied by a howl of pain from the girl.
"Oh, shit, it's too big! It won't go in!" came the disappointed whisper from somewhere under his chin.
Reese didn't want to believe it. He lay cradled between her slim young thighs, his hands holding her soft shoulders as he worked the swollen head of his prick into the soft slit that became suddenly resistant. His balls swung as he screwed and pushed, and her hands clutched at his back as she writhed and responded to the insistent pressure. He fought the urge to ram, to split the tiny pussy and bury his steaming cock as far in the young body as it could reach.
He had never been so hot before. Not that Peg promised to be a perfect fuck, but because his brain was melting under the excitement of her youth and smallness. His body nearly covered hers, except for her legs surrounding his middle and the grip of her arms around his neck.
He moved one hand down her ass and felt for her little pussy. He touched the head of his prick, tried to spread her with two fingertips, and finally he worked his foreskin to ease the furious tensions. Letting his body come down, he forced her thighs so widely apart that she whimpered.
"It just won't g-go in!" she cried. "But it feels wonderful, just rubbing! But it's too big, Reese... too damn big for me!"
"Keep trying!"
"I am!"
Reese thought of Vaseline, but her cunt was already slick with excited juices. He was getting tight; the soft indentation was half around the head of his cock and his movements provided friction. Once, he eased and sent two fingers wedging into her. She wailed ecstatically as he tried to stretch her pussy to accept more of his prick, and when he refitted his cock to the quaking hole, it seemed almost able to ooze in.
"A little more, Reese!" Peg panted. "Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"
"It's going in, baby," he gasped. "Hump up!"
"I c-can't, it hurts too much!"
Then he could no longer restrain himself, and his spine curled with a vicious lunge. Peg screeched once, then collapsed into shuddering limpness. Reese thought the skin had been cleanly ripped from his pulsating cock. His prick lay gripped, at least three inches of it wedged into her hot little hole.
He thought she'd passed out, but then the little body under his began to move. Her legs went around him and her ass lifted, humping her tight, hot pussy over his prick.
"All right?" he whispered.
"Oh, Jeez, Jeez!" she cried. "Oh, yeah, it is all right! Oh, Reese, it did go in, it did! Oh, yeah, like that, I like that!"
He hadn't far to go, and the stroke he used, short and slow, turned her on even more. Her young pussy started gaping open, taking his plunging cock an inch at a time, until his bone was pressing against hers and the head of his cock was far up her belly.
Peg was whimpering and gasping, but not in pain now. Reese could feel her cunt relax and grip him tightly. He was getting hotter with every thrust.
With a loud cry of pleasure, he rammed all he had up her crack, shoving and pushing until his knob touched something at the end of her hairy cunt. He fucked her swiftly and thoroughly, exciting her with the hard rhythmic thrust of his prick. Her cunt became dripping wet as she moved in tempo with him, bucking spasmodically when he shot a wad of juice into her.
"You came? Oh, you came so quickly, but, my God, I'm coming too!" Spasms of passion wracked her luscious body. She reacted like a female gone crazy, almost violently crushing him with the vise of her thighs, tightening her cunt so that his prick was squeezed almost painfully.
"Want some more?" Reese panted, continuing to drive his still-rigid prick deep into her belly.
"Yes, yes! But let's do it another way. Ohhhh, I love the way your prick rises, just like a pole, right up!"
"Get on top of me."
He lay back while the young girl straddled him, bringing her hot body flush with his, raking his face with her slick wet lips. He felt the cushions of her heavy tits settling on his heaving chest.
Then Peg rose up, gripped the throbbing length of his cockshaft, and aimed it right at the entrance of her dripping hole. She gathered her breath and sank down.
Reese's giant cock parted her easily, neatly, bringing a deep sigh from her lips. She lowered herself, taking it all in, more and more, until the lips of her pussy came to the base of his prick and juice overflowed, leaking out along his balls.
"Oh, shit, this is heaven!" she chirped.
"Yeah, yeah," was all Reese had the strength to utter.
He did his best, straining himself to rise, feeling that juicy, hot cunt swallow all he had to offer, feeling the muscles within that boiling cavern gripping and milking his prick. It was heaven.
"Fuck me, Reese! Fuck my ass off! Oh, God, I'm creaming like a fucking river!"
"I'll fuck you, baby. I'll fuck the living ass off you. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked!"
She was giving his cock a bath in her warm flesh. She could feel the juicy effects of her fucking spewing hotly from the lips of her pussy to soak his balls and pubic hair.
She groaned as she felt the flow of her come build deep in her belly and start for her clit. Reese felt it too as he curled and sloshed his prick in her cunt with ever-increasing speed and depth.
"Oh, shit, baby, I'm gonna come... I'm coming real good!" he cried.
"Me, too... ME TOOOOO!" she chimed in, reaching around her squirming body to fondle and squeeze his balls. "Pound your cock to me! Harder, HARDER! HURT ME WITH YOUR BIG, BEAUTIFUL COCK!"
His prick was pulsing on toward a devastating orgasm as her pussy pounded up and down the shaft. He could feel great gushes of hot liquid searing the base of his cock as she started her come.
Her thighs slapped wetly against his. She braced herself for the overpowering onslaught of sensation. A great gasp erupted from her beautiful young throat and her thighs flew apart, even wider. He burrowed deeper into the gooey folds of her cunt flesh, his cock vibrating wildly to bring her off.
And it happened for both of them. He shoved his cock tight up into her glowing pussy. One long stroke and then another. Then a quick series of deep internal churnings. Then a frantic, last leaping stroke that popped like the crack of a whip and sent his cum rocketing wildly up her hole.
When Peg felt his cum cascading into her, she reached her own orgasm. His cock stuck deep in her and she gripped it tightly. At the same time, she threw her legs wide on either side of his body and began a series of frantic, sensual gyrations that rotated -her pelvis in every direction at once.
Reese bellowed at the overwhelming and excruciating pleasure that raced through the head of his cock as she throbbed and cried her way through her come.
Peg kept up her manipulations until his prick was soft enough to slip from her grasp. Then she rolled over and sighed contentedly. "Damn, that was the ride of my life."
The beautiful young girl looked up at him and smiled. "Does that mean you'll want it again some time?"
"Celia and I have a dinner party to go to next Friday night," he replied, fondling her big tits and lowering his head to gently nibble on one soft, tasty nipple. "And, by the way, I think you'll be our full-time babysitter from now on."
CHAPTER SIX
"Tell me again, Hal. Tell me how you did it with your little girlfriend!"
"She isn't my girlfriend, Aunt Celia," Hal Morgan said. "I told you, we just did it that once in the gym."
"Did you suck her and fuck her?... like I taught you?"
He nodded.
"Was she as good to you as I am, Hal? Did she fuck you as good as your Aunt Celia does?"
"Nobody's as good as you are, Aunt Celia."
Celia smiled. She had been fucking her nephew for over a year and she still loved it, loved the way she had turned the shy, bookish boy into a stud.
But lately she had started wanting something new, something kinky, and when Hal had told her about the afternoon in the gym with Peg Davis, she knew what it was.
"I'm hard again, Aunt Celia."
"Good baby," she cooed, as she knelt beside him and adored his young body with her eyes. "Sweet Hal. He's such a good boy to let his naughty aunt play with him, any way she wants!"
Trembling violently, she crawled closer and began to caress him with her hands. Stroking, tickling him everywhere, his cock, his balls, even his asshole. And in between, she raised his head, feeding him long sips and swallows of a potent, murky liquid he'd never tasted before. Then she went back to sucking his asshole once more.
"What is that stuff?" he asked, amazed at the way it affected him so swiftly, at the way his head was seemingly independent of his body, spinning and floating dizzily.
"Never mind, darling," Celia purred. "Just drink it. Enjoy it. Enjoy the things I'm going to do for you. Nice things."
Then she leaned over him, her naked back making a graceful arc, her huge tits hanging away from her body, swaying in heart stopping beauty, seeming to have an inner life of their own.
Her mouth came down over his cock and two fingers plunged deeply into his asshole. Hal's head was swimming and his body was floating ten feet off the floor. The head of his prick was all the way down her throat. His cock had never felt so long, so huge. It felt as though it were rooting around in the depths of her belly.
On and on she sucked, until he could endure no more, his hand becoming cruel as he thrust his fingers between her cunt lips, his ass thrashing uncontrollably.
Only then did she move, chuckling huskily. "Anything auntie wants?" she prompted. "Say it, darling."
"Anything you want," the young man mumbled, amazed at how difficult it was for him to focus his thoughts.
More of the bitter-tasting drink, until his head was swimming with colored streakings of light. Then gradually the bright colors faded, became somber and morbid.
He shook his head and looked at his aunt above him. With a guttural snickering, she lowered her hot, wet cunt over his rigid cock, quickly taking him.
"We're fucking my way tonight, Hal darling. All the way, my way."
An awesome, eye-glazing rapture filled her. She regulated the pace of his prick going into her cunt from start to finish. And at the end she crawled up his body and mashed her cumfilled cunt over his face.
"EAT IT OUT, HAL!" she shrieked like a banshee. "EAT YOURSELF RIGHT OUT OF AUNTIE'S HOT CUNT!"
And he did. He sucked away at her syrupy pussy until he felt his own juice rolling hotly down his throat. And when she came again, Celia still wasn't through. She forced more of the strange drink down Hal and then dragged him into the bedroom. There she perched on the edge of the bed and sucked his prick until he was once again hard as a rock.
"Aunt Celia... please, I'm dizzy... "
"You're dizzy with love, little darling," she purred.
He was fondling her tits when she let go of his cock and lay back on the bed, spreading her long legs. Hal gazed down at her heavy tits, her smooth belly, her black bush, her silky thighs. His breath caught in his throat. No female--young or old--had a body like hers. And he doubted if there was a single woman in town who was better in bed than his aunt, or hornier. Unless it was Peg Davis.
Damn, he would give anything to fuck Peg Davis just one more time!
"Make me hot, Hal," Celia ordered.
The young man leaned back beside her on the satin sheets and stroked the sultry flesh of her inner thighs, watching her eyes close and her chest rise and fall with mounting desire. Then, watching her face for reaction, he pushed her luscious thighs farther apart and ran his hand into the soft hair of her bush. The wet cunt lips were sparkling through the black fur, protruding from her narrow slit.
Celia's whole body stiffened when he leaned over and blew a gust of warm air over her pussy. Reaching in with his fingers, he pressed softly against the moist flesh of her lower lips and then pried them apart.
"Eat me, Hal darling, eat me right now," she murmured, shaking her head back and forth on the pillow as her lust quickened.
Her clit stuck out like a miniature tongue from between the pink cunt lips, gleaming with excitement. Hal stretched the tiny folds back as far as possible with his fingers, then pressed his cheeks against the gorge and licked once along the steaming lips.
"Ooh, aah! Yes, yes, that's it, darling!" she crooned. "Oh, Hal, you do that so good!"
"I want to please you," he moaned, his voice breaking with lust.
"Eat me!"
He clamped his lips solidly over her pussy as she continued squirming all over the bed. Inhaling the sweet scent of her cunt, he shot his tongue out to tickle the pulsing bud of her clit. The tiny morsel of female flesh pulsed with blood between his lips, then seemed to swell as he pulled his kiss away and lapped at it with the very tip of his tongue, still palming one of her huge tits.
Celia was beginning to tremble as her young nephew sucked harder on her cunt, snaking his tongue out between her cunt lips, along the slice, around her clit. Whenever his tongue found her clit, she gasped and moaned loudly, thrusting her hips upward at his kiss.
He sucked loudly, hungrily, turned on by her excitement. His prick was beating with blood, pulsing with desire, but the thrill of thrilling her was enough to pacify him for the moment. He ate passionately at her raven-haired cunt, skimming over her clit, clamping down on her lower lips and pulling them from her body as if he were trying to rip them off.
Celia screamed like a baby when he pulled her clit out with clenched lips and shook his head back and forth. Still his tongue edged out to caress her clit as he slurped lustfully on her seeping crack.
"Baby, that's so good, so good!" she purred, stroking his neck in encouragement. "Suck my pussy, sweetheart, suck my juicy cunt!"
Hal ground his aching cock against the mattress, breathing deeply, savoring her female aroma, swallowing her juices as she poured forth her lust. Every gasp, every long, sensual groan from her lips made his heart beat faster. When her thighs began to flail around his head, he realized she was nearing her orgasm.
"Don't stop!" she shouted hoarsely. "Don't stop for a minute!"
He obediently sucked her clit into his hot mouth and used his tongue to stroke it. Then he felt her bouncing on the bed, felt her legs kicking into the air, her nails scratching at his neck, her hips rising and falling. She let out a long, loud wail, and he knew she was coming.
He continued working on her pussy as it creamed. He flailed his tongue at her throbbing clit, sucked her juices into his mouth and swallowed, dug his fingers into the molten flesh of her thighs. With Celia, an orgasm didn't end her passion, it heightened her desire.
"Ohhhh, baby, that was good... very good," she smiled when he lifted his head from her crotch. "Now I want you to fuck me. Right now!"
"Why don't you suck my cock first?"
"Fuck me now!"
He wasn't about to argue with her, not now. Her arms reached out for him as he climbed on top of her and embraced her, crushing her lush tits against his chest. He ran his hand gently along her twisting hips, over her belly and down her thighs, then slipped his hand between her legs and felt them spread open.
Her lips were wet as they kissed, their tongues lashing in his mouth. His hand slid toward her crotch again, and Celia gave a start when his finger edged between her creamy lips and tickled her super-sensitive clit.
Then her hands moved down his back, her fingers sliding along the hairy groove of his spine and exploring the top of his ass crack. His prick was so stiff against her belly now it felt like a branding iron. His lips pressed hungrily against hers, then moved down over her neck, then up to her ear. She could hear him panting as he took her earlobe in his teeth and shot his tongue deep into her ear.
His hands mauled her tits, his fingers tweaking the turgid nipples. Then as she closed her eyes she felt his warm lips surrounding one of her nipples, his tongue wiggling over the spongy pink bud.
"I said fuck me now!" she breathed passionately.
Still caressing her tits, Hal shifted on top of her and pressed his hard young cock against her furry bush. When she felt him reach down and grip his prick, rubbing the fiery tip along her oozing pussy, she thought she was going to come again right there and then.
She wrapped her legs around his back as he slid his cockhead between her cunt lips. After a short, teasing delay, he finally lunged with his lean hips and drove his fat prick deeply into her belly, bringing his heavy balls swinging against her ass.
Her shriek almost deafened him, but he began pumping immediately, ruthlessly. The fury of his thrusts had the bed bouncing and squeaking. Her body slapped up and down as he whipped his cock in and out of her cunt, grunting and groaning as he rose quickly toward his peak.
Celia flew into orgasm almost the moment his cock filled her, then came again as his balls pounded heavily into her ass crease and his lips chewed on her nipples. And then she was rising toward another orgasm, thrashing her long legs over his back and kissing his neck madly as he screwed his mighty prick into her. The hot head of his cock always seemed to reach into parts of her cunt that she never knew existed.
"Fuck me now the other way!" she blurted out. "Hurry up, darling... the other way!"
Hal didn't relish the idea of shifting positions just when he felt his cock gorging with cum. But he obeyed. He always obeyed.
Ripping his cock from her pussy, he flipped her over onto her belly and climbed on top of her. She buried her head in a pillow to stifle her screams, thrusting her ass toward his hips. He steered his cock through her thighs from behind, then reached around to guide it into her cunt again. Within seconds, he was inside her warm depths once more.
He drilled in as quickly as he could, slamming his hips into her firm ass at the end of each stroke.
"OH, GOD, I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!" she screamed into the pillow. "FUCK ME, BABY! FUCK ME HAAAAARRRDDD!"
He pushed his prick deeper into her demanding hole, swinging his balls into her ass. When he pulled his hips back, easing his cock halfway from her cunt, she thrust her ass back. His next lunge jarred her forward, pushing her head into the pillow and sending her tits wobbling beneath her.
His big, young cock bored in deeply, steadily. Grunting and groaning continuously now as he rose again toward his orgasm, he varied his thrusts, twisting his hips to skewer his cock around in her pussy, bending his prick upward to thrill her clit, alternating a bold,-ruthless flurry of strokes with a slow, winding series of lunges.
Celia shook her ass wildly in response to his expert fucking, tightening her cunt around his cock each time it sliced into her. She came again, but still he thrust into her from behind, straining to draw his jism into his prick.
Her hair swung back and forth in front of her eyes as she shook her head in pure passion. Each time his balls came crashing into her ass, she let out a long, breathless groan.
Then his strokes suddenly quickened. "Aunt Celia, I... I'm... I'm gonna... " he panted.
"Come in me, baby!" she cried out. "COME IN ME RIGHT NOW!"
Her ass cheeks were red now as he slammed them continually with his hips. Holding her waist in his hands, he guided her back over his cock as he lunged, bringing their bodies together even more violently, more quickly.
The bed was groaning loudly now as his cock bored into the deepest regions of her cunt, his thick prick pressing hard against her cunt lips and slashing over her raw, reddened clit.
She entered yet another orgasm just as she felt his cock stiffening with cum, heard his groans grow more desperate. But Hal slowed his strokes as he felt his prick filling with cream, savoring every inch of her channel as he eased his cock back and then slowly steered it in again.
"I said COME NOW!" she screamed.
Just before he felt his cock tense, he yanked her backward onto his cock and began thrusting into her at top speed again, almost knocking her onto her stomach from the force of his blows. She felt his balls swinging against her ass, then screamed in ecstasy as she felt herself sail into one last, writhing orgasm.
Cum gorged his prick. Gasping loudly, he lunged into her again. His cock tensed, then, as his prick shaft reached to the ends of her tunnel, it erupted.
Celia howled when she felt his hot jism squirting into her pussy. It came in long, hard spurts, again and again and again, until she could hear his cock sloshing around in his own cum.
Hal slowed his strokes gradually, then came to rest behind her. She collapsed on the bed, and he fell on top of her with his prick still inside her body. They were both gasping desperately for breath.
"That's a good boy," she murmured.
"Good fuck, good fuck," he chanted.
"Take it out now, darling."
He slid his prick from her sopping cunt and rolled over on his back, breathing deeply. His cock was half limp now, glistening with both their cums.
"Oh, darling," Celia chuckled, "you'd better not ever get married. I want you all to myself!"
"Then you're not mad about Peg Davis?"
"Mad?" she laughed. "Of course not, honey. In fact, just the opposite! Peg is going to baby-sit for us again on Friday night. Now here's what I want you to do... "
* * *
Chip Conroy watched Peg Davis walk in front of him out of the cafeteria. He enjoyed the sight thoroughly, the way her hips swung from side to side in a wide arc, the way her round, thrusting ass jiggled delightfully under the tight skirt.
"Come on, Peg," he called to her, "I'll walk you to your next class."
They made their way to the second floor where he pulled her to one side. "I hear you're babysitting for the Morgans again Friday night."
"Yeah."
"Party time again?"
"No, Chip, no more."
"Shit, baby, the guys and me will really swing with you this time... really turn you on, you know?"
Peg stared at him icily. "Are you kidding? What makes you think that guys like you are such bargains? Besides, you're all talk and no action. You make big promises but they never come around. If I had to wait for you... " He laughed without humor and ran one finger along her jawline and down her graceful neck and onto the rise of one sweatered tit. She moved his hand away.
"You don't own me, Chip."
He laughed again. "Friday, baby. You and me and a bottle of good hootch. I'll show you what I'm really made of then. After Friday, you'll need a week to recuperate."
"Big talk," she said softly, responding to his teasing fingers in spite of herself.
"I mean it."
She stiffened and pushed his hand away again, but with conviction this time. "No, Chip. I mean it, too. The doors will be locked Friday night, and if you try to get in I'll call the police."
She hurriedly walked away, very satisfied with herself. Now that she had Reese Morgan's older, experienced cock, what did she need with Chip?
And behind her, Chip was scratching his head. "Weird, very weird," he said aloud. "And not at all like Peg Davis."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"No, Hal, please!" Peg pleaded as the young man advanced toward her across the room, dropping a piece of clothing with each step.
It was the fourth time she had said it since Hal had barged through the door, begging her for more of what he had experienced that afternoon in the gym.
"Come on, Peg," he whined. "You owe me that much!"
"No, I can't... Hal, I can't!" she cried.
And there was a reason she couldn't. Reese Morgan might arrive before they were finished. He and Peg had arranged that Reese would sneak away from the party so they could have a session together.
But then Hal threw away his shorts, and Peg saw his big cock naked. It was nearly as big as his uncle's, and much bigger than Chip's. Peg remembered how good a fuck the boy had given her. Maybe if they hurried...
"Well, all right then," she said, fleeing into the bedroom, "but we'll have to hurry!"
Hal was on her before she even had a chance to remove her clothes. He kissed on the lips, softly and sweetly at first, then hungrily. His hands groped, then cupped her tits as his body trembled with lust and eagerness. Her mouth was warm and yielding, as was her young body. Desire flooded through him like a surging river.
She was trembling as his hand reached down and went under her skirt. Then he pushed her down to the bed and spread her legs wide. Her skirt had hiked up so he was able to jam his hand up into the dampness between her thighs.
"Oh, damn, damn, damn," she moaned, "I just can't help myself!"
"Don't try, Peg," he whispered. "Just relax and let it happen!"
He lifted his head and gazed hotly at her luscious body. He loved the way her tits thrust high and proud in her tight dresses. He also liked the way her ass cheeks rolled and bounced in her skirts. Those same skirts were also tight enough that the mound of her pussy was clearly defined beneath the rounded swell of her belly.
"I'm gonna fuck you, Peg. I'm gonna ram my prick up your hole and make you beg for cock!"
"We don't have time to fuck," Peg cried. "I'll blow you!" A deep moan escaped her lips as his prick flipped up into position. For a few moments she watched his cock as it bobbed up and down in front of his hairy groin.
"Take your clothes off!" he croaked.
"No! Please... let me blow you!" She reached for his prick and he slapped her hand away.
"Oh, no... not this time!"
He gripped her blouse and rolled it high under her armpits. The cups of her bra came with it. Her huge tits spilled out, and Hal stared, fascinated at the upward curve of each luscious mound.
He fell forward across her, his cock ramming between her thighs. "Got to fuck you, Peg... got to!" he groaned.
Peg's heart fluttered and her legs jerked spasmodically. His finger ran around her fleshy thigh and swiftly went into her cunt, right into the crack, past the panties and silken hairs, and while she gasped, he covered her beautiful tits with hot kisses.
"Eat me!" she groaned.
She was lathered and creamy when the young man eagerly dropped his mouth to her pussy and sucked up the boiling juices. The scent of sex was already strong in the room and Peg squirmed, frightened, because she was wanting Hal as much as he wanted her.
His hands were on the enormous globes of her ass, his big cock rigid, seeking the heated cavern of her cunt. Her hips undulated rapidly, lunging toward his handsome young face.
Her pussy tasted so good, Hal couldn't stop eating her. The aroma from her crotch was sweet, clean, heaving with the perfume of lust. He moved slowly, knowing that she should experience the tantalizing seconds fully, right up to the moment she came. He watched how the outer lips of her pussy quivered with excitement. They undulated slightly from the clenching and unclenching of her ass muscles clear up to her clit. She wanted it, he knew. She needed it, and she needed it bad.
Then he plunged his mouth into her cunt, tasted what had smelled so sweet, and found that it tasted even sweeter to his tongue.
Peg brought her hands forward and widened her hips to make it easier for him to get inside with his extended tongue. Groaning and moaning, swaying her hips, she worked her body in circles around his tongue, showing him where, with what motion she wanted him to suck her and tongue her.
She wanted it all over, from top to bottom. From the mound of her pubic hair, backward over the tip of her clit, down to the deepening crevice of her cuntal channel, and even deeper down, to her asshole.
Her hands clutched his head and pressed his face hard into her pussy. She stretched her legs as wide apart as they would go, until the tendons stood out against his cheeks. She gave him all her cunt willingly, gave him total access to her dark, hidden cavity.
Then she groaned and whined and writhed as Hal shoved his stiff tongue deeper into her hole. She moved his head backward and forward, making him work her as though his tongue were a cock, thrusting her hips up and down, sometimes slowly, sometimes with force and speed. Then she suddenly dropped her ass, and his hot tongue was circling her clitoris.
"There... there!" she hissed. "Oh, God, Hal, I'm coming! You're making my pussy come!"
Then suddenly his teeth closed down over the throbbing little nub of her clit. He tugged at it gently, as though he wanted to bite it off. She groaned in delight as he flicked his tongue tip back and forth over the hot, pink bud.
Her groans drove his tongue faster and faster as it whipped up and down the steaming wet valley of her cuntal slit. The boy wanted her begging for his cock. He wanted to ram it into her, to fuck her pussy until she screamed for release. But she was getting all her enjoyment off of his tongue, and they both knew it.
He gurgled lewdly into her sweet young cunt as he felt her hands desperately guiding his face tighter and tighter into the palpitating, hair-rimming opening of her pussy. He let her pull his mouth still more firmly over the taut little opening of her wildly squirming cunt. His lips were completely covering her steaming flesh now.
And then, without warning, he thrust his long tongue far up into her slippery hot cuntal passage. It brought a new moan from her, and then suddenly she was coming. He could feel the hot juice shoot out around her cunt lips and bathe his cheeks.
"Oh, oh, ohhhh, Hal, good... so good! Finish me off, darling, finish me off!" she pleaded and chanted, splaying her thighs out wider so he could get his whole tongue inside her.
"Come, Peg, honey... come in my mouth!" he panted.
"Oh, God, yes, I'm... I'm... I'm commmminnnnng, now, Hal, now!" She shrieked as if in exquisite pain.
The throes of the young girl's passion spurred Hal to even more furious efforts, driving him to fuck his slippery tongue fiercely in and out of her upward bucking cunt, licking it up over her quivering clit each time her pelvis dropped away from his slobbering mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, OHHHHHHHHHH, ARRGGGHHHHH!" Peg screeched, the breath pumping out of her lungs in groaning spurts as she fought to regain her sanity in the ecstasy of her come.
Hal waited until the gushing streams of her pussy juice stopped pouring across his face. Then he moved up across her body. Peg felt his lips caressing her hardened nipples, and gasped in mounting pleasure. Then his warm mouth sought hers, panting its passion through her lips like fire. A near-agony of delight coursed through the lips of her pussy as he tried to screw his cock between them.
"Now, Peg? Can I put my cock in you now?" he pleaded.
"Yes, YES!" she cried. "Let me feel it! Let me feel your hot cum shoot deep up inside my pussy! Deep inside!"
She had completely forgotten about Reese Morgan.
* * *
Getting away from the party had been easier than Reese had expected. He was sure he could have a ball with Peg, and still be back before Celia even missed him.
Quietly, he slipped through the house to the bedroom. He opened the door, and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the couple on the bed. It was Peg, lying on her back with her legs high in the air. Her feet kicked and her thighs were spread so wide that Reese could plainly see her pussy with its raw pink slit that he loved so much.
And just above that pussy was a long, spearlike cock. Peg's arms were at her sides, pushing the twin mountains of her huge tits together as she grasped the boy's cock with both hands. Then Reese recognized the boy. It was his nephew, Hal.
"Hurry, hurry, Hal," Peg wailed. "Feed me your big, beautiful cock!"
The young boy dropped his weight as she guided the head of his cock to her pussy. The velvety lips parted, the head entered, and then his prick bent.
He grunted. "Jesus, Peg, you are tight. Let me put it in your ass. I'd like it better that way."
"No, no, my cunt... God, I need it up my pussy!"
He lunged again and then again. Peg screamed. At last Hal's prick slid into her hole.
Reese was rooted to the spot. He couldn't move as he watched his nephew's ass rise and fall, pumping his big cock into the beautiful young girl's pussy. Peg kept screaming and writhing beneath him. She humped her ass up off the bed, working her cunt over the full length of his giant cock.
She was moaning and urging him to fuck her harder, faster. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slack, and her head rolled from side to side as Hal rammed his long, thick cock in and out of her seething pussy in swift, plunging strokes.
Then it happened. Her body arched up off the bed. She took Hal up with her until only her feet and shoulders touched the sheet beneath her. Reese heard and saw the girl's climax as Hal roared through his own come, brought on by the punishing cunt on his cock.
"OH, YES, YES, HAL! COME WITH ME! SHOOT YOUR SWEET CREAM UP INTO MY PUSSY! CREAM MY PUSSY WITH YOUR HOT JUICE!"
"You bastards," Reese croaked.
The couple parted to stare at him in wide-eyed surprise. The boy pulled his cock out of Peg's clasping hole, and Reese's mouth dropped open. Hal had a real cock on him. It shot right out like a spear, so straight with the tip like a damned baseball.
"Jeez, Uncle Reese, what are you...?" The boy didn't get to finish the sentence. Reese hit him and he was out like a light. Then he turned to the frightened girl on the bed.
* * *
Celia paused at the French windows and gasped when she saw Hal's big cock pierce Peg's pussy. In anticipation, she started pulling off her clothes. By the time Hal was pouring his cock to the girl good, Celia was wildly fucking her own cunt with her fist. This was going to be even better than she had dreamed of!
She was about to step through the French doors, naked, when she saw her husband move into the room. Celia recoiled in alarm, and suddenly found herself in the arms of three boys. A hand was clamped over her mouth, and then she was being carried toward the garage.
"No need to finger-fuck yourself, lady!"
"Nah, we got a lot of cock for ya!"
"Let Peg have her fun in there, we'll give you yours in here!"
In the garage, they quickly stripped their own clothes off until they were as naked as she. Celia screamed, and someone smacked her across the face, then pulled a rope tight around her neck, hissing that if she made a sound he would choke her to death.
Then she was commanded to kiss each of them. Before she got to the last one, she felt other bodies caressing her. Someone was grinding into her back and she could feel them on her sides, all around her. Hands and lips busied themselves on her lush, womanly body. Then one hand on top of her head forced her down, down, down to the garage floor. When Celia looked up, she was in the middle of a circle of naked young boys, their swollen pricks pointing at her.
She had no choice. Before she could scream, a fat cock was shoved into her mouth. The first one came, gushing great globs into her throat, and that cock was immediately replaced by another one. By the time she had sucked off all three of them, she was exhausted. But they weren't.
The boy with the biggest prick seemed to be the leader. He made her straddle him as he lay on his back on a bench. Then, adjusting his giant prick, he grasped her waist and lunged up as she plunged down. Then, crushing her chest to his, he placed his hands on either side of her soft ass and plunged her up and down on his stiff, hot cock.
Nearly out of her mind with the task of trying to make him come in her, Celia was only vaguely aware of the finger that was caressing her asshole until it dug into her, causing shocks of pain to race through her body.
Then she felt the coolness of someone's finger forcing something greasy into her ass. The boy who was fucking her cunt now quickened his pace. He raised and lowered her, slamming into her with all his might. Then she felt two foreign hands pulling on either side of her ass cheeks as the broad head of some stiff, coated object pressed for entrance.
"OHHHHHHH, GODDDDDD!" she shrieked, as a giant cock rammed into her asshole.
She had never felt anything like it in her life. She couldn't move. The prick in her cunt was plunging in and out at a rapid pace, and the cock in her asshole fought to match the other's rhythm. Soon she began to relax to the double fuck, and began thrusting to meet every inch of burning flesh that was ravishing her.
Then someone lifted her head. As Celia opened her mouth to say something, he forced his swollen cock deep into her throat.
Jesus, three cocks! Celia thought. She had wanted fucking, but not like this... not rape. But the best thing to do was get them off in a hurry.
She fucked and sucked, and fucked and sucked with her ass, with her cunt and with her lips and tongue, in a frenzy that had her nearly out of her mind.
All of a sudden, hot spurts of male cum hit at her from all angles, and kept spurting. Even as these spurts began to die down she felt more hot liquid leaping out at her onto her back and ass and even down the side of her face as the others came and creamed on her naked body. She screamed and licked furiously at the sticky goo that was pouring down the side of her face into her open, waiting mouth.
But still it wasn't enough. They were young, and they wanted more. It was then that Celia started screaming in earnest.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Peg wanted Reese Morgan's cock, but not like this, not with the wild-eyed look he had in his eyes.
"FUCKING CUNT!" he raged, as he pulled her upright by her hair. She flailed her arms upward, clawed at his arm and brought her knee up sharply, trying to kick. He let loose of her hair and she fell sprawling to the floor.
He rolled her onto her back. When her hands moved automatically to cover her tits, he hissed a warning and her hands dropped to her sides. Watching her hotly, he stripped his own body naked. Then, panting, he stood upright and looked down at her.
Peg stared at his cock and remembered the joy it had given her before. It was about the same size as Hal's, maybe even larger. She could feel her body tingling involuntarily as she stared at the massive cock with the wild mat of curls at its base. It quickly thickened and engorged itself with blood, the veins becoming swollen and throbbing, like entwined snakes.
Almost witless with fear, Peg stared up at his towering body with frantic eyes and saw the rage twisting his face. She yielded again to the blind instinct of flight, rolling across the bed toward the floor. He kicked her ass and stepped across her, blocking any further turn. She rolled inertly onto her back, Reese looming ominously over her.
Her eyes turned in their sockets, following his every move, seeing with horrid fascination the ugly fact that his violence had stimulated him to a high pitch of sexual desire. He stood over her head, then walked the length of her body and stopped at her feet.
Propped on her elbows, her neck stiff, her eyes glittering, she warily watched him looking at her feet and lower legs and knees and thighs. And as his gaze paused at her cunt, she felt a painful, needle-like twitching. His gaze moved up on her body and she was aware that the nipples of her tits, their pinkness vivid against the surrounding paleness, were tense, the centers rising like tiny spikes.
"Get it over with!" she blurted hoarsely.
He fell between her legs, his cock prodding at her pussy. "Easy!" she gasped. "I'm dry now! Jesus, be careful or you'll kill me!"
Reese flexed his asscheeks slightly, sending his blunt, blood-engorged cockhead a fraction of an inch up into her tight, dry cuntal mouth.
"Ohhhh, Jesus," she gasped as she felt the first hard pressure against the elastic opening of her tender cunt.
He pushed forward again, harder this time.
"Aaaagghhh!" she cried out as the head slipped through, cruelly spreading the narrow passage until the teenager felt as though her thighs were splitting apart from the pressure. "Ohhh, God, NOOOOO! Please, no! You're killing me!"
She tossed her head from side to side, closing her eyes with a shudder of horror as she felt the big, smooth head of his prick pass completely inside her sensitive cuntal entrance, filling her belly almost to the bursting point.
Reese looked down at his lust-stiffened cock, embedded halfway up into her glistening softness below. Only the bulbous tip was inside, though already she was-squealing for mercy. Just wait till he rammed the remaining hard length up inside her cringing little pussy... then she'd really have something to scream about! the thought.
Little by little, with short strokes, he began to fuck in and out, not moving more than a fraction of an inch in either direction, waiting for her narrow young cunt to loosen up around his lust-heavy cock and take it all the way in.
Peg, thankful that he didn't shove it brutally up into her quivering belly in one merciless lunge, slowly opened her eyes to look at him again. She was completely taken by surprise by this unexpected gentleness, allowing her pelvic muscles to relax slightly around his punishing thickness.
Then she saw the smile twisting his face give way to a grimace of sheer, raw lust, as if he could barely stand it any longer, and, with a low-pitched animal-like growl of warning, he prepared to slam it all the way up into her narrowly expanded pussy.
"Christ!" he gasped. "I've got to fuck you right now!"
He felt her body stiffen in fright at his words, and then he came heavily down on her, ignoring her please, his weight crushing her nakedly trembling cunt under him. His hips thrust forward with a smooth, gliding motion as he sent his long, thick cock driving into the young girl's narrow pussy, gouging the softly moist flesh of her tender cuntal walls in pressured waves before it.
There was no stopping him until, with a loud groan, his balls slapped heavily into the upturned cheeks of her clenching ass.
"Ohhhhh, God, GOD! Ohhhhh, NOOOOO!" Peg wailed beneath him. She had never felt so filled in all her life, her pussy seemingly about to give way on all sides. It felt as though an invading rod of throbbing male flesh had ripped her narrow cuntal passage into a thousand painful shreds.
She felt as though she had been skewered on a spit, and she lay immobile, terrified to stir for fear of the unbearable agony it might cause. Then, suddenly, she felt a throb deep up inside as Reese flexed his cock cruelly within her quivering young pussy, jerking up into the hole another half inch.
"Uuurrrgghhh!" she groaned, her face twisting with the shooting pain in her cunt.
"Oh, baby! Oh, what a pussy! What a sweet, tight little cunt!" he grunted down at her.
He flexed his turgid prick again, bringing further anguished groans from Peg's lips as his still-growing cock came into contact with the sensitive tip of her cervix.
"Good? Feel good yet?" he panted down at her. He himself was near ecstasy from the tightly massaging feel of the young girl's pussy against his pulsating hardness. When Peg didn't respond, he hissed down at her again. "I asked you if you liked it!" he growled. "Does my cock feel as good as Hal's? You fucked him back, I watched you! And he's just a kid! Now you've got a real man's cock in you! Now, dammit, fuck me back! My prick's as good as his! Better! I can give you everything he gave you, and more!" Then he lifted her slender hips to his hard-driving cock and lunged.
"Ohhhhh, yessss, yesssss!" Peg cried, the tears of pain blurring her vision. She was afraid to say no, afraid to offend him for fear he would hurt her even more with his punishingly thick cock.
"Then beg for it, you slut!" he commanded.
"Please! Ohhhh, please, no... don't hurt me any more... please!" the frightened young girl moaned, pressing upward against his chest with her jackknifed legs to try to push him off, to escape the humiliation he was subjecting her to.
But the man was too strong for her. Letting his desire-hardened cock throb deeper and deeper up inside her, and with his hands squeezing painfully at the ripe mounds of her exposed tits, he growled at her again.
"Beg for it, bitch! Tell me how much you love my big, fat cock! Tell me what it feels like to have a real man's prick reaming your sweet pussy!"
"YES! I love it, Reese, I do! You have the biggest, hardest cock in the world! GIVE IT TO ME!"
She felt the tears flowing freely from her eyes now as she realized the hopelessness of her position. She was utterly helpless; there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop him.
Oh, Jesus, he's killing me! she thought. He's ripping me apart with that giant hunk of meat of his! And there's nothing I can do. Let him. Let him do what he wants to me... he will anyway. Let him do anything he wants, but just get it over with. This pain is unbearable. Get it over with!
She finally broke under the intense strain, all her resistance flooding away like water through a ruptured dam. "DO IT!" she blurted out. "Do it to me, Reese! FUCK ME! Fuck me now... QUICKLY!"
The triumph of hearing her say the exciting words made Reese's blood-filled cock throb with added lust. He began a slow in-and-out fucking motion, taking short strokes at first, then, when he felt the soft young pussy loosening and seeping droplets of cuntal fluid, he gradually lengthened his strokes.
He pressed his ass toward her as she dug her nails into his assflesh with sudden, fiery abandonment. Her legs flung around his thick waist as he lunged his prick in and out, in and out, in and out of her seething cunt hole.
There was no getting around it, Peg told herself as she began to answer the lust-driven man's flicking tongue with her own, she'd always had the makings of a slut. Now she might as well admit it, act like one, and enjoy it!
She began to let her body go, to become the wanton, abandoned creature it had long tried to be. The young girl decided that she had finally reached the point she had subconsciously always desired but had been afraid to reach until now. A cock, any cock, in her cunt gave her satisfaction.
Reese seemed to sense the loss of Peg's last remaining bit of resistance. He sucked her tongue up into his hot mouth and began an expert rocking motion down between her soft, quivering white thighs.
He was pulling his huge cock almost all the way out of her tightly clasping pussy now, then shoving it ruthlessly all the way back to the hilt again. Her upturned ass began a slow, rhythmic grinding motion beneath him, gradually increasing in fury and urgency until her resilient ass cheeks were slapping lightly up against his dangling balls.
Suddenly her entire body began to twist and writhe beneath his pounding weight. She groaned incessantly up into his mouth, shoving her tongue with savage abandon deep into his throat.
"Ohhh, yes, yes, yes! Oh, fuck me, Reese, FUCK ME! Drive your big, beautiful cock up into me, lover! Harder! HARDER!"
His thick cock was slipping in and out of her tight hole without resistance now, plunging headlong high up into the slippery passage, while his bone ground down into the quivering bud of her clit. Peg felt him slip his big hands down over the naked curves of her shivering ass cheeks. He cupped them, one in each hand, as he began to fuck into her with a greater frenzy.
She began to flex and unflex the muscles of her cushiony ass cheeks while he clutched his fingers tightly into her wildly undulating flesh. He jerked her up harder to his aching prick, and she pulled her painfully bent thighs back a little more to give him greater and freer access to her cunt.
The moistly heated hole of her pussy clasped his cock hungrily and sucked it to even greater and deeper depths. The pain was all gone now, and her legs on either side of Reese's impaling cock were jerking and quivering with an abandon she couldn't control.
Wantonly, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, while low hums of velvety pleasure rumbled in her throat like the purring of a contented cat. There was nothing left for her now except the dizzying sensations filling her body as his long, rigid cock fucked in and out of her hungry, clasping pussy.
Reese was an expert lover, moving suddenly into longer, smoother strokes that drew his lust-hardened prick nearly all the way out of her clutching cunt on the outstroke, and then plunged it forward between her uplifted ass again until she could feel the harsh slap of his balls against the crevice of her ass.
She began twisting and squirming wildly under his ravishment. When he brought his hand around to where his prick was sliding in and out of her wide-open pussy, she felt him begin to fondle the soft, hair-lined lips of her cunt. His strong fingers continued to play there until groans of unrestrained lust formed in her throat and escaped her lips in a high pitched wail.
"Fuck harder!" she begged him passionately. "Oh, God, it's so good, Reese! You are so good!" Her widening cuntal passage was hot with ravenous desire, swallowing the whole of the man's pummeling cock as he thrust it mercilessly to the molten core of her pussy.
"Like it, baby?" he panted.
"Ah! Aaaahhhhh! Yes, yesssss!" she chanted as he suddenly quickened his thrusts and the tormenting ecstasy of her pleasure caused her to thrash and buck even more wildly beneath him.
She could feel him pressing his hands back up under her knees now, forcing them back hard on either side of her head and down against her jiggling, sweating tits. It angled her pussy upward even more and stretched it wide to take the pile-driving pounding of his cock as he thrust brutally into her.
"Oh, oh, ahhh, ohhhhhh!" she chanted rhythmically beneath him, her features contorting into an unrecognizable mask of intense passion.
Again, as if in response to her cries, Reese quickened his stroke, grunting and groaning, grinding hard and deep, his thick, hard cock up into the hidden recesses of her womb.
Peg had become a tender, moaning mass of pleasure, and she could feel the most unbearable pressure building up inside, her fluttering belly. Vaguely, in her trance of desire, the young girl was aware of his hands running over her naked body like tongues of fire, aware of his soft wet lips sucking at her spearing tongue, aware of the hot friction of his naked cock fucking up into her willing cunt. She had become nothing more than a wetly pulsing passage of burning flesh clasping onto the older man's prick for dear life.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me... fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted, egging him on, lurching up at him with her whole body to meet his hammering lunges. "Harder, darling, HARDER! Ohhhhh, yes, yes! FUCK!"
Panting and writhing beneath him, she heard his hot breath moaning in her ear. All his concentration was now centered in her wetly grinding pussy below. His lust-driven cock was an unrelenting force raging up between her legs, making her tingle with electric desire from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.
She opened her eyes wide and stared up at the ceiling sightlessly. "OH, GOD! Oooohhhhh! AAAAAHHHHH!"
"Are you coming, baby? Is your tight little pussy coming?" Reese rasped hoarsely into her ear. His words shook Peg with another barrage of sensual shivers that sent her hurtling across the edge of release.
"Yes, YESSS! I'm coming, COMMMMINNNNNG!" she shrieked.
Even as she jerked and bucked against the muscular body of her lover, she felt his stiffened cock throb and grow still larger until it tensed like a vibrating snake inside her convulsing cunt. Then it began pumping his hot, thick cum far up into her belly. Their juices mingled hotly inside her in a wet pool of bliss and lust.
Over and over again, Reese ground her hungrily sucking pussy up and back and around the still-sliding ramrod of his wildly jerking prick. The passion-drenched folds of her cunt grasped at the slowly deflating cock flesh and tried to hold it, to keep it there, forever, like that... filling, thrilling, fulfilling.
And, even as he came", Reese felt his prick begin to stiffen up again in the confines of her sweet, hot pussy.
But suddenly hands were pulling his body from Peg's. He looked up, and through lust-crazed eyes saw his nephew's face.
"Uncle Reese, hurry! Hurry!" Hal was yelling. "Aunt Celia is getting raped in the garage!"
CHAPTER NINE
"We whipped 'em," Reese Morgan chuckled, tenderly touching his blackened eye.
"We sure did," his nephew replied, nursing his bruised ribs, but smiling proudly at their joint accomplishment.
The four of them were dressed now, sitting in the living room. The short lived brawl in the garage had taken their thoughts away from what had occurred earlier in the bedroom. But all four of them sensed that it would soon be confession time, and they would soon get back to it.
"I know who they were," Hal said. "So does Peg. Shall we call the police?"
"NO!" Celia rasped. "I mean... no. It happened, and I admit I'm none the worse for wear."
She then leveled her eyes on her husband's, and proceeded to tell him about the relationship between her and Hal. She also told him about her other lovers and what she had intended to do that evening with Hal and Peg in the bedroom. Then it was Peg's turn. Her stories of orgies with the boys made Celia's look like child's play.
The four sat, nervously looking at each other for a full five minutes. And then, slowly, smiles spread across all their faces.
Then Reese was across the room. He picked Celia up with a resounding war-whoop erupting from his throat, and carried his wife off to the bedroom.
They undressed quickly, in silence. Then Celia moved to him, eyes narrowed with sensual desire. The tip of her tongue flicked continuously across her slightly parted lips.
"I love to be fucked, Reese, I need to be fucked. Use your cock in me, darling!"
Reese fisted his thick prick, milking it a few times vigorously, looking at her to make sure she was watching. He pumped it, and moved to her, still milking it, but slowly, not too tightly. The big round head swelled. Celia couldn't take her eyes off it.
Her great bouncing tits were free and expanding, and she watched with delight as he gaped at them, cock in hand and jacking a little faster. His tongue trailed along his lower lip, and she couldn't stop hers from doing the same.
If she was perverted, maybe he was a little, too. He couldn't deny that, not at this moment, anyway. He wet the palm of his other hand with his tongue and rubbed his prick with it, enjoying her avid watching.
The cock shot a spurt of wetness onto her flesh, and she felt its sticky warmth. The walls of her pussy twitched. The nipples at the ends of her giant tits ached. She closed her eyes tightly to hide the smallest glimmer. She could hear Reese's breathing, heavy, harsh, uneven.
"Celia," he whispered. Then louder. "Celia!"
She felt his face touch hers, gently, softly, and it was hard to restrain a startled gasp when she realized that he was rubbing his cheeks against hers.
"So smooth," he murmured. "So sweet."
He nuzzled her, hungrily and longingly. He kissed her forehead, then her eyes, cheeks and lips with a gentle mouth.
She felt him draw back for a brief moment, then his mouth went onto hers again, but this time he drove in fiercely, probing his tongue into the secret crannies, sucking the warm, wet tissue, drawing her tongue into his mouth and savoring it, urgently.
Celia opened her eyes and saw the big hands holding his cock tightly, pointing it toward her face. Then he moved the giant prick forward and she felt him rubbing it against her cheeks. It crossed her lips, and her slightly parted mouth felt the wet slit at its tip pause at the opening.
Reese pushed it in hard and her lips stretched as the bulbous head forced her mouth to open wide to accommodate it. He slid it in, then out, with smooth wet movements.
"Did you enjoy fucking Hal?" he whispered.
"I loved it. And you with Peg?"
"It was glorious," he replied, and once again slipped his throbbing prick between his wife's soft red lips.
She sucked a little harder and pulled the head entirely into the warmth of her mouth.
She let her teeth gently score the sides of his prick. The fierce red marks she left didn't hurt him at all. In fact, just the opposite. The blood rushed furiously into his aroused cock and made him feel like he was going to shoot his wad at that very second.
"Owww, honey, you suck good. Suck it. Suck my cock, darling!"
Her tongue stroked passionately against the cleft at the underside of his prick. The entire head of his cock was throbbing with excitement now. Each jerk was like an excited heartbeat. She was giving him the best blowjob he'd ever had, and they both knew it.
"Oh, baby, keep going... keep going!" Reese cried. "I love the way your beautiful mouth works on my cock!"
Another inch of his prick vanished between her ruby red lips. Her tongue swirled around like a coiling snake. She kept his skin constantly laved with her saliva, constantly stimulated with her sucking.
As her teeth worked hard and sharp against his throbbing prick, she began moving her hands back and forth on his powerful thighs. His balls had been hanging loose before she started. As she worked, they collapsed into a hard, tight little sphere of aroused sex. She bounced his balls around a little and felt them boiling in the thick stew of his cum. All the loose skin had tightened into a golfball-sized pouch. She knew he was straining to keep from jetting his sperm right then and there.
As she pressed her tongue against the tip of his prick, she could feel the vibrations. His heart throbbed for her. His cock jumped wildly. His balls were tumbling over and over in a sexy cream. Even his hot breath gusted through her hair. She could feel the hot winds caressing her ears and the back of her neck.
"Keep going, baby! Oh, shit, God, I've never felt a mouth like yours!"
Sensing his tasty cum just a few more licks away, Celia redoubled her efforts on his prick. Almost all of the giant cock was inside her mouth now. She kept sucking until she felt the rubbery tip of his prick bounce off the roof of her mouth and start down her throat.
She kept complete control as his cock entered her throat. She found it hard to breathe and thought for a moment she was going to gag, but she concentrated on relaxing and contracting her throat muscles to massage the underside of his prick. That drove Reese even more wild.
"God, my balls are burning up! It's so good, that mouth of yours is so good I can hardly... ummm, ohhh, yeah! Suck harder, suck on my cock HARDER!"
Then she suddenly pulled her mouth off his prick. "My pussy, darling! I want your cum in my pussy!"
She moved up under his body. She pulled his head down and held it cradled against her soft tits, feeling the soft moistness of his lips pressed against one swelling breast. And in that moment, oddly and perversely, she began to remember the fucking she had been given by Hal. She remembered his hard cock sawing in and out of her cunt, his hands cupping and kneading her tits, his hot breath blowing into her ear. She remembered how it felt to have Hal's young cock sliding along her cunt walls harder and faster. She remembered her own climax, in tune with his, and how she had been floating, wonderfully floating in the throes of orgasm.
"I really did love fucking Hal," she whispered in her husband's ear.
"And I loved fucking Peg."
"I don't want to stop."
"Neither do I," Reese chuckled.
"Then let's fuck together and let them know it!"
Reese was licking her. Her pink nipples began to harden on her big tits, and her cunt was running with her juices. She could feel her pussy tingling, and she began to stroke her husband's head, stroke it gently, positioning his face so that it was pressed into the valley between her lovely white tits. Her breath became ragged and pulsating as the images darted back and forth in her mind.
She pushed more of her huge tit into Reese's mouth and thought of her own tongue sliding over Peg's jutting breasts. Her whole body was beginning to seethe with desire, her brain dwelling on the lustful sensations of her body and pushing away all other thoughts. She spread her thighs wide, opening her pussy, and in a voice that was strange and muffled in her own ears, she said, "Reese, darling... Reese, I want you!"
"And I want you, sweetheart," he rasped.
"Oh, darling, I need your cock now! I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me, right here and now... please, FUCK ME!"
He moved up over her, and her hands went immediately to the bloated sac of his balls, caressing the soft downy hair lovingly. Then her hand closed around the base of his giant prick and began to pull it lightly. Her lips pressed to the side of his neck hotly as if trying to fuse with his skin.
Reese's hand moved down between their bodies to feel in the moist, hair-lined slit between his wife's velvet-soft thighs, little moans of pleasure escaping his lips. This foreplay was driving him to the brink of explosion, and the heat in his cock was overpowering. He had to fuck her, fuck her right now, this second! He couldn't wait to shove his long, throbbing prick deep up into his wife's cunt!
"Celia," he groaned. "Celia, take my cock and put it in your sweet pussy! Do it now, baby! Now!"
And in the living room, the two younger people stared at each other. Slowly, Hal reached over and tugged Peg to her feet. They undressed each other and lay down on the sofa.
"Did you like fucking your aunt?"
"A whole lot," Hal replied. "Does my uncle fuck you good?"
"Beautifully," she smiled.
He felt her body stiffen against his. He heard her breathing grow heavy, raspy in her throat.
There was silence in the other room for a few seconds, and then they could hear Celia's voice again. "Oh, Reese, Reese, honey! Yes, darling, put it in! Give it to me, precious! Ummmmmmm! Oh, oh, oh, sweet cock!"
"Oh, you are one sweet cunt, Celia," Reese grunted in reply.
The bed didn't exactly squeak, but it made unmistakable noises of abandoned fucking as they went at it. Soon neither of them kept their voices down. Celia was moaning in orgasm, calling for more, more, as Reese hammered away at her.
Hal was sure Peg was getting caught up in it. His cock throbbed. He could feel her squirming and tossing beside him, getting closer and closer all the time. His prick was hurting it was so hard, and his balls were literally killing him. He had to have relief.
"Jesus, listen to them," he moaned. "They're really going at it."
"Yeah, I've been listening," Peg whispered, putting her arms around him.
"They're making me hot."
"Me, too!"
"I've got a hard-on," he said, taking her hand and moving it down to his throbbing cock. Her fingers clenched around him eagerly. "Dammit, Peg, let's do it too!"
"Won't they hear us?" she asked, squeezing his prick until he thought sure he'd blow his load into her hot little hand.
Hal smiled. "You heard what they said. I think they want us to hear them... and I think they want to hear us!"
"You mean... join them?"
"Yeah. But not until I get one more taste of your sweet pussy all to myself first!"
Peg giggled softly, then spread her legs and rocked back on the sofa, placing both feet along the edge. This parted her pussy lips in the lewdest, most obscene manner possible. Hal loved it. And so did she.
"Go on," she urged breathlessly. "Don't just look. Taste me!" She cried out when his mouth clamped firmly on her pussy. Her body was crying out for his mouth, his probing tongue.
He started licking immediately. His tongue shoved out hard against her blood-engorged cunt lips. He lapped up the succulent juices leaking out of her hole, not missing a single drop of the tangy liquid.
Peg shivered at the roughness of his tongue on her delicate young flesh. She wanted more. She raised her legs and draped her knees over his strong shoulders, opening her cunt even wider for his hot kisses.
"Ummmm, feels so good, Hal! Your tongue's all over me!" she mewled. "Stuff it all the way in now. I want to feel it inside my pussy!"
There was a loud sucking noise, then she shuddered. His tongue speared out and into her cunt. She felt it racing into her pussy hole, stroking along the velvet walls. When he was as far up her cunt as he could possibly get, he began wriggling his tongue around and around the delicate flesh.
The very tip of his tongue drove Peg wild with ecstasy. God, she was hot. The slightest movement in her pussy drove her into a frenzy. She rocked back and forth, cramming her cunt toward his tongue as it speared deeply into her. She had to have it all.
His wonderful, talented tongue massaged and rippled the walls of her pussy until she felt the sexual pressures mounting inside her belly. It would be just a few seconds before she came. She tried to hold it back, but couldn't.
Her climax wasn't the biggest she'd ever had, but it was wonderful. It seemed to spur the boy on to even greater attempts to get her to climax again. His tongue left her cunt with a wet plop and began stroking up and down her pussy lips. As he brushed across the delicately scalloped inner folds, she came again, not big, but enough to let him know the sexual powers locked inside her young body.
"You are a hot one, aren't you?" he rasped.
She couldn't answer. She lifted her ass off the sofa and crammed her cunt into his face again. She didn't want talk from him, she wanted him to eat her out good.
He licked slowly, agonizingly, along her cunt lips until he came to her clit. The tiny spire of erected female flesh was where all her sexual pleasure lay. It was a tiny powder keg waiting to set off an atomic bomb of delight.
And Hal knew exactly how to stimulate it. His aunt liked a gentle circling of the clit, a rolling around of the pea-sized organ until they came. With only a little flick of his tongue, he knew Peg was different. She liked his tongue to start at the base and slowly work to the very summit.
He repeated this two or three times. Making sure her clit was properly greased was simple. If his own saliva hadn't been enough, the flow of her pussy juices would have been. He simply couldn't slurp them all up fast enough now.
He sucked her tiny throbbing clit into his mouth. With the little nub trapped between his lips, he brushed his tongue rapidly, fleetingly, over the very tip as he sucked hard.
When she came, it was a lightning bolt of desire ripping through her entire body. For an instant, he was both deaf and blind. Peg's thighs pressed down so hard on his ears, all sound but the thumping of his own heart was shut out. And with a cunt crammed that close to his face, he couldn't see much farther than the top of the girl's crinkly bush.
Hal kept on with his tasty chore. There wasn't enough money in the world to get him to stop now. He'd tasted paradise and wanted more of it. Lots more.
His tongue worked around the small organ of her clit a few more times to let her know exactly what power he held over her, then he began working down her sex crease. Already the cunt lips were coated with her thick inner cream. He licked the pussy lips clean once more and continued back to her pussy hole.
Peg shuddered when she felt 'his tongue go past her fuck hole. The tiny ridge of flesh between her cunt and her asshole was supersensitive. The smallest touch of his tongue was electric. She was in a constant state of arousal now. No matter what he did to her, it added to her excitement, her need, her joy.
"Cram your tongue into my asshole!" she begged. "I want to see what it feels like all the way up my shitter!"
His tongue drove into her rear canal. The light caress of his tongue drove her up the pinnacle to another orgasm. As the fiery tides of passion faded in her body, she could feel him licking and kissing around her asshole.
The wetness and roughness of his pink tongue began prodding her tightly held sphincter muscle. She tried to relax, to get that tongue all the way up her ass, but it was difficult. Nerves that triggered pleasure unknown to her before had been uncovered and activated. Everything he did to her was wild, the biggest turn-on she'd ever gotten.
"Oh, please, please! Stuff it all the way! I need it so bad!" she cried.
Then she screamed in joy. She came with the force of a million tons of bricks smashing into the ground. That tongue wiggling its way into her belly was all it took to bring her off again in a big way.
It wetly surged up her asshole, triggering a series of comes all through her body. She felt like a berserk machine gun going off. Not one or two or three orgasms, but a never-ending series smashed through her body.
He began tongue-fucking her up the ass with a vengeance. Her body was drained of sensation. She was drenched in sweat from the frantic lovemaking. Yet she still was responding to his wonderful tongue driving hard and fast up her asshole. She couldn't explain it. But she didn't have to. She just wanted to enjoy this to the fullest.
She flipped over and lit on her back. "Now my cunt!" she yelped. "FILL MY CUNT WITH COCK!"
Hal took his youthful prick in both hands and rammed her pussy with it. Peg's response was immediate. She lifted her ass to sheath every inch of his throbbing cock as her hands crawled down to the crease of his ass.
Hal felt his cock growing and expanding inside her warm, demanding cunt until it felt as though it were going to erupt in a fountain of cum at any moment. He hoped she was close to coming soon, too, because he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He began ramming his cock deep up into her hole with all the strength he possessed.
She gripped him tight between her full, firm thighs, opening and closing them around him in time with each of his long, smooth strokes. She thrashed beneath him, rapidly approaching her own moment of release.
"Oh, Hal, darling, fuck me... bang me hard! Give me your cum, lover... fill my pussy with your juice! I'm ready... I'll come with you! FUCK MEEEEE!"
She pulled her legs up tight, pressing her knees back hard into her quivering tits and giving him the full opening of her upraised cunt. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her face contorted and strained for the final explosion.
Suddenly, he felt the enormous hot flood welling in his balls. He squeezed his young ass together to hold back the flow that was ready to explode from his aching, jerking cock.
Then, like a broken fire hose, his throbbing prick burst in a barrage of hot, liquid spurts that sprayed deep into her eager cunt. The white-hot jism ran wetly down the crevice between her thrashing ass cheeks and onto the sofa in a warm, white puddle.
"OOOHHHHHhhhhh... " His voice trailed off as his aching load exploded in one final spurt, then oozed in a dripping trickle from the tip of his buried prick.
Peg ground her teeth together in frustration as the boy emptied the last of his cum deep inside her pussy. Her hands clutched frantically at his lean shoulders.
"DON'T STOP, YOU BASTARD!" she shrieked. "KEEP FUCKING ME!"
"Jesus."
He tried. His prick wilted and slipped from her juicy hole, but somehow she jacked it up and stuffed it back in.
"Oh, Hal, Hal!" she wailed, throwing her legs up around his pistoning ass and pumping with him from the very first thrust.
It was too much for a mortal man to endure. Her cunt was hotter and slicker than it ever had been. More cum burst loose and rushed up Hal's twitching cock, spraying her cunt in forceful spurts before he'd hunched a dozen times.
"Not yet!" she yelled. "Oh, goddammit, Hal, not yet!" But he had no control. All he could do was grunt and groan in sweet delirium of orgasm as Peg tried frantically to grab the same brass ring he held and swing on it with him.
She didn't make it. Hal popped way too soon for her, even in the condition she was in. Her arms and legs held him to her and she kept on pleading. "Leave it in, darling! Keep it hard! Fuck me! Oh, God... fuck me!"
But her urgent pleas did her no good. Hal couldn't help her. He lay on top of her, feeling his prick go slack. He tried to fuck her but his cock eventually slipped out of her steaming cunt hole.
"I need it, Hal," she moaned. "I need it so bad!"
And then Hal felt hands pawing at him. The light came on and he saw Reese's naked body beside the sofa. Then he felt his Aunt Celia on the other side.
"Roll off and rest for a while, darling," Celia chirped excitedly. "Let Reese give her the cock she needs!"
"Yes, YESSSS!" Peg shrieked when she saw Reese Morgan's hard prick hovering above her belly. "FUCK MEEEEE!"
She opened her legs, wantonly offering her pussy to him. He saw the steady river of juice flowing from the tiny mouth of her cunt.
"Hurry, Reese!" she moaned hotly. "Put it in me! I want you... I want that big, beautiful cock of yours in my little pussy!"
Reese grunted lustily and knelt between her wide-stretched legs. His hands shook with excitement as he fitted the huge red knob of his cockhead to her little wet cunt mouth.
"Uummmmm," Peg whimpered. "UMMM... hurry, hurry! God, I need it now! Yes, yes, YESSSSS!"
She groaned ecstatically as she felt Reese's thick cock sinking into her. She arched her pussy up greedily to speed up his penetration. His cock was incredibly hot, long, and hard. She creamed like a fountain around it.
"Oh, Jeez, that feels good," she crooned. "So GOOOOOD!"
"You're telling me," Reese sighed.
Her cunt was perfect, tight enough to delight him but slick enough to allow easy entrance. With a happy sigh he sank into her, letting his giant, hard prick slip right up to her womb. He felt her scalding cunt juice soaking and heating his cock. She wanted it, all right.
He began to fuck her, using long, slow, deep thrusts. Dizzying sensations washed over him as he worked his swollen cock into her silky wet pussy. Peg cried out and clung to him, working her hips in time to his strokes, loving every massive inch of his giant cock.
"Oh, Reese, it's wonderful, heaven!" she wailed. "I love it! Deeper, deeper, yesssss. I love it, Reese, I love the way you fuck me!"
And she did. It felt as if he were splitting her wide open and the head of his prick was somewhere clear up inside her chest between her heaving tits.
"Shit, ssshhhhiiiiit, good pussy!" Reese growled.
"But even better cock," Peg countered. "Fuck me, Reese! FUCK ME WITH ALL THAT MONSTER COCK!"
And on the floor, Celia was wildly ramming a vibrator up her cunt as she reached for her nephew's cock.
"Suck my prick up, Auntie," Hal moaned. "Suck it up good and I'll plow your ass like Uncle Reese is fucking Peg's pussy!"
Celia smiled as her head slid over Hal's cock.
I know you will, darling, she was thinking. And after Reese comes, I'm going to eat my first pussy while you fuck my ass!
