There are many aspects of family life in our society today that hardly fit into the so-called "norm" or accepted pattern of family coexistence. Just because these patterns of behavior are different from the ones that we are accustomed to, there is no reason to frown on them. We should try to understand all aspects of life to better understand our own hidden anxieties.
The following story is about one such unique family. Unable to function under normal circumstances, they decide to try their own particular life style.
The husband moves in with the daughter, and the mother moves in with the son. They soon discover that their sexual needs for one another must be fulfilled, and proceed to make love unashamedly, night after night, becoming united with sex as well as by blood relation.
The daughter loses her virginity to her father, but only when she asks him to do it. There is no rape here, because one cannot rape the willing. This is a story of love and passion, not brutality and lack of feeling.
These two couples find within themselves a challenge for their own being, an outlet for their frustrated sexual inhibitions, a way to find peace and happiness together.
The climax is unusual but should be read and studied carefully. One day a similar situation may happen to YOU!
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
Sarah Prentiss was a beautiful woman, there was no way of getting around that simple fact. She was tall, thirty-five and curvaceous. She had made a point of keeping herself in good shape and had recently joined a health club to guarantee she stayed young-looking for as long as possible.
Sarah had two beautiful children. Betty was her pretty little thirteen-year-old daughter and looked almost exactly like her. Randy was fourteen, and took on the masculine and handsome characteristics of his father, Ralph.
The Prentisses had a modest but extremely comfortable home in the thriving little suburban community of Chesterville, and, if anyone on the outside was to look at the Prentiss family and their surroundings, they would assume that all was quite nice and happy ... this was not the case.
It was true Sarah Prentiss had everything most women would want to make her comfortable, but lately something that was extremely important to her was slowly disappearing from her life ... sex!
Her sex life with her strapping husband had never been outrageous or special, but it was adequate and kept Sarah's large cravings relatively satisfied.
Lately Ralph seemed always too tired to fuck. She knew he was just losing interest in her. No matter what she did to try to excite him, it was never enough. Sarah was beginning to wonder if she was losing her sex appeal entirely. It was a dreadful situation and she saw no way out of it. She contemplated leaving Ralph, but the children and their home and the car all kept her with him.
She thought it would just be too confusing to leave him, too much red tape and paper work. She decided to stick it out as long as she could in the hopes that things would get better soon. They just had to!
Something happened one morning in March about two months after the trouble had started with her husband. She had just showered, the kids had left for school, and she was ready to settle down with her quiz shows on television, enjoying her second cup of morning coffee.
The doorbell rang, making her jump from the couch. She knew immediately that it must be a salesman. This rural community was bombarded with persistent young gentlemen selling one thing or another. She had dealt with them before, and the trouble with Ralph (they had gone through another fight the night before) had not exactly left her in the mood for idle conversation-with anyone.
Sarah was wearing a pink sheer nightgown and didn't bother to slip on her robe. She had no intention of letting the man inside her home to try to sell her whatever it was he was pushing. She didn't have the time or the patience, especially on this crisp March morning.
"Yes, who is it?" she asked, not opening the door.
"Ed Atkins, M'am, may I speak with you a moment?"
"What are you selling, Mr. Atkins?" Sarah persisted. She had heard every line in the book and wasn't about to be fooled by any of them. She simply wasn't in the mood.
"I'm not selling anything, m'am, I would just like to talk to you. I won't take up much of your time, I promise. May I step inside? Just for a moment?"
Sarah was annoyed. She knew the whole fucking thing was some kind of a sales pitch, and she decided to tell the guy off. Perhaps blowing off a little steam at a stranger would help release some of the pent-up tension she had been experiencing lately: It was worth a try.
"Now listen here, Mr.-"
Sarah had already swung open the door to let the man have it with both barrels, but stopped short. She just stood there with her mouth open. Standing on her doorstep was one of the humpiest-looking men she had ever laid eyes on.
A million thoughts raced through her mind simultaneously.
Their community was a rather swinging place, and some of her girlfriends told stories of fucking the milkman or delivery boy, but Sarah had always laughed them off. She didn't put her friends down for doing it, it was just that she had never thought she could get into something like that.
Now, with this handsome young college-aged Adonis standing in front of her, she wondered....
"Oh, ah, well, good morning," Sarah said nervously, trying to change her tact immediately.
"Well, good morning, m'am," the handsome black-haired young man said, deliberately letting his eyes run up and down Sarah's flimsily covered body.
Sarah suddenly realized her nightgown wasn't the most conservative piece of clothing she owned, and that if the light was right, the man might very well be able to see her large, shapely tits.
She tried to nonchalantly cross her right arm over her breast. She felt the color rush to her face and realized she was in a somewhat compromising situation.
"I'm sorry I sounded nasty before, young man, but, well, I guess I just got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning."
"That's quite all right, Miss, ah...."
"Mrs. It's Mrs. Prentiss."
"Mrs. Prentiss ... I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I wonder if you could give me a few minutes of your time?"
Sarah quickly looked across the street to see if her nosy neighbor Wilma was peering out her window. She couldn't see the woman at first glance, so she invited the boy in.
Sarah had never invited a salesman into her house when she was alone like this before, but there was something special about this young man, something that made her desire him tremendously.
She was caught in the middle, trying to fight her natural impulses and maintain her position, her stature and dignity.
"Can I get you some coffee?" she asked.
"That would be very nice, Mrs., ah, I'm sorry m'am, I seem to have forgotten your last name."
Sarah guessed the young man to be about twenty-two or three. His olive skin seemed velvety smooth. There wasn't a blemish on it. His eyes were sparkling at her and there was something about him that took her breath away.
"Why don't you call me Sarah," Sarah found herself saying. The words seemed to just come out of her mouth. She tried to screen them, hold them back, but it was impossible. She was finding herself being extremely friendly to him, even when her insides were telling her to ask him to leave ... that this whole situation spelled trouble for her!
"Okay, Sarah, my name is Tony. Tony Wilson."
"Here's your coffee, Tony," Sarah said, having poured the young man a fresh cup from the pot she had just perked.
Sarah sat on the couch directly in front of the large stuffed chair where Tony had seated himself.
As she suspected, Tony was selling magazine subscriptions and once he got started, his pitch was even more boring than most. However, Sarah Prentiss was especially lonely this fine spring morning, and the company, especially from such an attractive and sexually appealing young man, was something that her morale needed, so she listened intently. She didn't want him to leave.
Tony was looking at her in more familiar ways as the morning wore on. What would have ordinarily been a fifteen or twenty minute visit was now stretching into mid-morning.
Sarah's heart began beating madly. She wanted this young boy, but she didn't have the faintest idea how to go about letting him know. She had married extremely young and had never slept with anyone other than Ralph. Flirting and seduction were things she had little experience with.
"You are a beautiful woman," Tony said suddenly, making Sarah choke on her coffee.
"Ah, well, thank you, ah, Tony," Sarah stuttered, trying desperately to regain her composure.
She could feel the young man's piercing looks searing her flesh. She watched him as his sparkling sex-hungry eyes roved up and down the front of her sheer nightie at will. She began to wonder if he wanted her too, or if all of this was just in her mind ... if she was just seeing what she wanted to see and not what was really there!
Sarah squirmed uncomfortably on the couch. The nightie was a short one and a goodly portion of her long, lean creamy white legs were visible to the boy's wide-eyed gaze.
Sarah and Tony didn't say too much for a while. They just sat there, sipping cups of coffee and staring at one another.
Sarah ran her eyes up and down the tall boy's handsome and seemingly muscular young body. She guessed he was a good six feet, perhaps a little taller. He was broad shouldered but his torso tapered down to a slender waist. He was wearing a tight-fitting, white-linen shirt opened at the neck to reveal a well-tanned and slightly hairy chest.
As Sarah continued her cruising glances, she couldn't help but compare this young stud to her fat, balding husband Ralph. Perhaps she wasn't appealing to him any more, because he wasn't appealing to her. Perhaps her dislike for him was showing when she didn't even realize it, and her nastiness was what was turning him off. She didn't care any more, especially not this morning. There were other things on her mind, things that were much more exciting than Ralph had ever been!
Sarah's gaze lowered to the boy's crotch. He was wearing a pair of faded worn dungarees. They were crisp and clean, but had that sexy "old" look to them. The material was thin and hugged the young man's lower body like a second skin. The jeans had buttons in the front and Sarah could see the outline of what appeared to be a rather healthy young cock.
Sarah swallowed hard as she gazed at the sensuality that seemed to be pouring out of this boy. She wanted him ... no, she desired him!
"More coffee?" Sarah said, breaking the long silence, not knowing what else to say.
"No, thank you, I suppose I really should be going now."
During their visit the boy had managed to sign Sarah up for five subscriptions, three of them for magazines she had never read in her life.
"Oh no, why don't you stay around for a while and visit. I'm so lonely here all day, I could really use the company."
Sarah realized her words were a little forward, but she didn't know what else to say. She didn't want the young man to leave, not yet, not after he had inadvertently (or perhaps intentionally) gotten her so excited.
Suddenly the young man slipped off the couch onto his knees and crawled over to where she was sitting. He looked up into Sarah's big blue eyes and winked at her. He didn't say anything then, just let his head fall on her lap. He snuggled up against the flimsy material of her nightie and Sarah could feel his hot breath on her thighs.
Sarah squirmed nervously in her chair. She didn't know what to do. This boy was obviously putting his beautiful body and all of his young male virility at her disposal. She was the older one, the sexy housewife, she was the one who should take it from here. Should she ask him up to her room? She couldn't do that, yet she had to. She decided to take the chance, just this once. She wanted to do something she had never done before. Anything would be better than the monotonous life she had been leading with Ralph, especially the last year or so.
"Why don't we go upstairs?" Sarah suggested softly.
"That would be nice," the young stud said.
Sarah wondered if he fucked his way into the homes of her neighbors, or if she was the first one. She also realized that all of this might just be to land the subscriptions, yet, he had already got those. No, this had to be for her alone. He must like her, he must find her desirable. And why shouldn't he? She was an extremely desirable lady!
Once inside her bedroom, the young man's innocence disappeared. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing, and didn't waste any time in getting right to it.
He began to take off his clothes as Sarah sat on the edge of the bed watching him with wide-eyed anticipation. She watched him as she began to feel the juices squirming in her pussy. She hadn't felt these tingling sensual sensations for ages. She had almost forgotten what really good sex was all about, and the way two fucking people could get it on together.
The boy's body was incredible. It was obvious immediately that he worked out. His body was rippling with muscles, although it was not overdone. Everything was symmetrical and had a place. His belly had that wash-board look that had always turned Sarah on.
She gasped when he quickly unbuttoned his tight-fitting jeans and let them drop to his ankles. He was not wearing any underwear, and his cock, although not hard yet, was quite large ... certainly bigger than her lousy fat old husband's.
Sarah felt a little timid about undressing in front of the handsome dark-haired youth. After all, she had been married to the same man for quite some time now, and she was hardly accustomed to disrobing in front of others.
She got off the bed slowly and tentatively began to undo the little pink laces that held the top of her flimsy nightie up around her supple shoulders.
"Here, let me help you," Tony said, walking over to her, stark naked and obviously quite unashamed of his young muscular body.
Sarah felt his hot breath on her neck as he leaned forward and began to slowly pull open the top of the pink nightie by undoing the tiny strings, and separating the sheer material with his long thin fingers.
His fingertips touched Sarah's shoulders as he pushed the top of the nightie open, and Sarah hung her head and sighed deeply. She was desperately afraid to look in his eyes, fearing that once she did she was a goner. As long as she didn't look at him she could maintain some type of control over her emotions. However, she realized to look into those big sparkling eyes of his, this close up, would surely melt her heart away and render her completely helpless.
"Mmmm, that feels so nice," Tony said, as he began to rub her smooth shoulders under the flimsy material of the clinging nightie.
Sarah couldn't utter a sound. She was frozen! She had not expected to be this nervous. After all, he was just a young kid, and he obviously was attracted to her. She shouldn't worry, but she just couldn't help it.
Inch by inch the boy pushed the nightie over the top of her shoulders until it slipped over the edges and fell to the thick bedroom carpeting below.
Sarah was standing there naked, in front of a handsome and obviously virile young man, a man she had known for less than a day.
"You are beautiful," Tony whispered softly, stepping back slightly from Sarah and freely gazing up and down her supple womanly body with his blatantly interested eyes.
"You are very handsome," Sarah said, still not able to stare him right in the eyes, and feeling more nervous than ever.
Sarah wondered if she should have gotten started in this to begin with. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would jump right through her skin.
Beads of sweat began to drip from Sarah's forehead, which was still hung in nervous repose.
Suddenly Tony reached forward and touched her chin with his index finger. Very slowly, almost painfully so, he lifted Sarah's head all the way up so that her face was right in front of his and their eyes were in direct contact with each other.
Sarah slowly lifted her lids and looked into Tony's eagerly awaiting gaze. They stared at one another for what seemed like an eternity.
Sarah seemed to start forgetting everything. The reality of her being a married housewife with two fine young children went out the window. Where she was and who she was and what was expected of her all seemed secondary now. Tony was till that mattered ... Tony was all that she wanted!
Sarah Slowly lowered herself onto the bed and spread her long, shapely frame out on the satin bedspread. She felt the cool slippery material against her overheated naked flesh and felt more sensual, more alive than she had felt in a very, very long time.
Sarah was suddenly alive with passion. This young man was making her feel ten years younger, as if she was still desirable. Most of all, he was making her feel like a woman.
It was quite obvious that she had been taken advantage of by her husband. He fucked her when he was in the mood, giving no passion whatsoever, only taking his own pleasure And now even these sporadic gifts of "quickie" sex were stopping.
It was amazing to beautiful Sarah that in a couple of hours with this young man, she had willingly allowed herself to get into this position, naked on her own bed, and ready to make wild passionate love with a man fifteen years her younger.
This was like a fantasy come true for Sarah and she didn't want it to ever end. Sarah hoped that the affair would go on forever and she would never awake from the dreamy state this young stud was allowing her to slip into.
Sarah didn't have to encourage Tony to climb on top of her. His cock between his muscular thighs began to steadily rise to full erection. By the time he had spread out on top of the eagerly panting woman, his love pole was fully erect and raring to go.
Sarah could feel the huge maleness of the young stud pressing firmly against her dripping pussy.
Sarah's cunt was oozing like mad. She had hardly begun to do anything and already she was juicing. She couldn't stop the flow of womanly juices from her pussy hole. They dripped and gushed and soon the satin quilt beneath her had a big puddle of warm love oils on it.
Tony began to sweat as he started moving slowly back and forth on top of her. Sarah could feel the heat of his body rising and knew that he was beginning to get very excited.
The more he rolled about on top of her the harder his cock seemed to get. It felt more like a telephone pole pressing against her juicing cunt than a prick.
Little gushes of pre-orgasmic cum were beginning to flow out of Tony's cock. The sweat that was developing between them, combined with the juices gushing freely out of Sarah's cunt hole, were blending to provide a slippery area of pure sensuality between them. They slipped and slid across one another until they were both moaning passionately.
No longer was Sarah modest with her body. She was thrusting her hips upward, grinding her groin into his gyrating crotch, slipping her pussy back and forth against his throbbing pecker.
Sarah threw her arms around her new young lover and pulled him even tighter to her hot sex-hungry body. She let her fingertips run freely down over the small of his back where there was a tiny pool of sweat. She slipped her fingertips through it and spread the sweat down over his ass cheeks.
The round muscles of sensual flesh were hard as rocks and Sarah dug her fingernails into the cheeks passionately. Tony moaned in response to her anal attention, and began to tighten and relax his muscles, deliberately exciting Sarah, deliberately making her yearn for more.
Sarah knew that this boy was no fool, and that she was hardly the first woman he had been to bed with. But just the same, he excited the hell out of her because he found her attractive. She knew that with his looks and body, and especially with his cock, he probably had the pick of every girl he wanted ... yet he was finding her attractive!
Sarah felt like a hot little schoolgirl on her first date as she squeezed the boy tighter and tighter to her lusting body, pushing her huge breasts up against his warm muscular chest.
Tony began to slide down on her body, an inch at a time, very slowly and very erotically.
Sarah moaned in response as she felt the boy's tongue and spit covering the nape of her neck. He kissed her long and passionately, letting his tongue slip up and down her neck, rubbing his teeth gently but firmly along the outline of her jaw, and then focusing his sucking, lapping attentions to her throat.
Sarah's head was arched way back, allowing the young man easy and full access to her neck. She quickly thought about hickeys and decided that if she did get one, she could easily tell Ralph it was something else. He wouldn't for a million years think she was fooling around with anyone ... not her!
"Oh yes, kiss me, kiss me," Sarah began to moan, as the boy continued his southward journey, heading for the two huge mountains of pleasure and the deep cleavage of lust that separated them.
Sarah began to shake all over as the boy's tongue flicked in and out of his mouth with snake-like precision. The hot, gooey saliva dripped from between his lips seemed to cover every inch of her body. Her skin began to bum with pleasure and glow with excitement.
Tony quickly shot his saliva-coated tongue onto her right breast, taking the stiff pink nipple into his mouth, and began to suck and nibble on it with all the sensuality he could muster.
"Suck it, boy, suck it hard, suck it hard," Sarah began to moan. Not only was she freeing herself from inhibitions, she was actually becoming brazen, giving orders, demanding the handsome young boy to satisfy her in certain ways.
"Nibble that tit, chew it good," she said, and Tony was quick to obey her.
Sarah ran her fingers through his thick, curly-black hair, entwining them in the tufts and pulling his head on and off her tit with forceful and demanding motions.
Sarah found that the more powerfully she directed the young boy, the more positively he seemed to respond. Something came over her that surprised the hell out of her. She was getting off on being the dominant one, the aggressive one, the one who was calling the shots.
With Ralph she had always just lay there, letting him do all the work, letting him decide how he would fuck, when he would fuck. This was different ... completely different!
Sarah grabbed the boy's hair and forced his face over to her other tit.
"Suck it, suck it good," she commanded, and immediately Tony went to work sucking the tit. He pulled as much of the monstrous melon he could into the back of his throat and sucked away at it gluttonously. He bit down hard on the nipple making the skin redden around it, and the nipple itself rise to full erection. It was like a tiny spear ready for battle and the more Tony flicked his tongue and teeth against it the stiffer and redder it became.
Suddenly Tony made a move Sarah was not expecting, catching her completely off guard and literally taking her breath away.
In one quick motion he shot down to her cunt. He slipped his hands under her thighs and grabbing her arms, pinned them to the firm mattress beneath her. Her arms held securely, he proceeded to shoot his eager mouth forward and jam his tongue right up into her gaping and spewing pussy.
"Ohhh, ohhh yes!" Sarah moaned as she felt the long wet tongue shoot up into her snatch.
She thought she was going to cum right then and there. The sensation was so outrageous, so overpowering. She knew she had to hold off. If it was the last thing she was going to do she was going to feel that boy's big hairy cock up her juicy cunt. She longed to be fucked by someone who desired her, and not someone who was mechanically plowing in and out of her to reach his own orgasm, caring nothing about her or her own womanly needs and desires.
Tony began to ram his tongue in and out of her with a savage ferocity. The juices spewed out of Sarah's pussy as Tony deliberately teased her stiff clitty, hanging over the entranceway to her cunt hole. He licked it eagerly, teasing it, toying with it until Sarah thought she would lose her mind.
She began to lift her hips up and down off the mattress although she wasn't being allowed much freedom of movement. Tony had her pretty well pinned down to the bed and she could only move as much as he let her.
She liked him taking charge in this fashion. He was exercising his male strength and power and she was getting off on it. She was feeling exceptionally free as she continued to play with the boy, getting hotter by the second, heading for that point of no return when she would be gushing out her womanly love oils in the throes of multiple orgasm.
Almost as quickly as he had shot down to her cunt with his tongue, he entered her cunt with his cock.
He quickly released her hands and taking his cock in one hand, guided it right up into the middle of her love hole. The juices spewing from his own cock head, combined with the many sticky juices flowing freely from Sarah's pussy made the entry effortless.
Sarah gasped as the boy's big cock filled her womanly canal. It felt so much bigger than Ralph's, although she realized that it was probably the passion she was feeling for the young man that made his cock feel so big.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" Sarah screamed as the cock sliced her pussy lips further and further apart.
Tony didn't have to be encouraged at all. He began to ram his love pole in and out of Sarah's cunt just as fast as he could go. Each stroke of his slicing prick brought moans of pleasure from both himself and the sexy married woman spread out beneath him.
It didn't take long at all for Tony's passions to reach the bursting point. He jammed his cock up into Sarah's cunt furiously, squishing her two huge tits up against his chest with each downward thrust, and then letting them pop back to fullness when he lifted off her.
The breath was being squeezed right out of Sarah's lungs and she loved it. She could feel the color rushing to her face as her whole body became electrified. She felt as if she had just been plugged into an electrical socket. Every pore on her body was alive with rapture and pleasure as her multiple orgasms began.
Sarah had wanted to make this little adventure last way into the afternoon but she became too excited. She couldn't control herself any more, she couldn't hold back another second.
"Cum, Tony, cum!" Sarah screamed as the boy began to shoot what seemed to be a never-ending supply of hot gooey gism up into her cunt.
As Sarah felt the young man's life-giving juice oozing between her thighs, filling her cunt canal to capacity and then oozing down against her smooth legs, she began to gush her own cum.
Sarah had never reached a multiple orgasm the way she reached one that crisp March morning.
Her body quivered frantically as she came and came. She never thought it was going to be over. Her own juices gushed out of her body and covered the quilt below, mixing with her young lover's cum in one huge pile of erotic liquid.
Sarah squeezed the handsome dark-haired boy as tightly as she could to her body until her cunt muscles had literally squeezed every last drop of his precious cum out of his huge pile-driving pecker.
As the last drops of semen squeezed out of his cock head, Sarah went into her last few convulsions, pouring out her own womanly juices until she was exhausted and dry.
This had been the most erotic morning of Sarah's life. The episode had given her back her youth and she would never forget it as long as she lived.
Tony lay on top of her for a long time as he tried to catch his breath. Finally he pulled his limping cock out of her still shaking pussy and rolled off the bed.
He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the forehead. He never took his eyes off her as he quickly dressed. He tucked his limp young healthy cock back into those sexy jeans of his and redid the buttons.
Sarah knew she would never see that cock or the young boy again.
She was right!
CHAPTER TWO
Ralph Prentiss felt his cock stiffening behind his huge desk. In a moment the new secretary he had hired that day would be coming into his office, in the guise of doing some "extra" night work.
Ralph didn't have any work to do at all. He was only interested in getting the beautiful young red-headed vixen alone.
Ralph had looked forward to this day at work. Things with his boring wife had become intolerable. She had just lost all her sex appeal and no longer excited him at all. He had been fucking around for months, although he had no intention of telling her. He didn't want to hear the nagging.
His secretary for over two years had suddenly decided to get married and move to a city over fifty miles away, and since she felt that that was too far to commute she had quit her job.
Ralph had placed an ad in the Sunday paper and this bright crisp Monday morning in March was the day that he was to have the pleasure of interviewing new applicants to fill the position his departing secretary was leaving.
Jenny, the girl who was leaving, was far from attractive. He had hired her in a pinch when they really needed someone good to handle things. She had certainly had the qualities as far as a business head went, but in the body and face department she left much to be desired, at least for Ralph's insatiable appetite.
Ralph had to have someone really nice, someone a little dumb who he could boss around, and someone who had the looks and body to keep his aging cock constantly in the state of sexual arousal.
There weren't many girls who could do that for him, not to mention the fact that even the ones that could, wouldn't necessarily do it.
Ralph was hardly a likeable character. He was definitely overweight, and his forty-three years showed more than a little on his plump, puffy frame.
Ralph still had looks. He was a handsome man, and that would never leave. His greying temples gave him a touch of class, a class that he didn't possess. Until he opened his mouth, Ralph wasn't all that bad. But he was such a pig at heart, such a demander, his assets were hard to look at with any degree of seriousness.
Suddenly the buzzer of his intercom sounded.
"Yes, Jenny?"
"I'm leaving now, Mr. Prentiss."
"I'll be right out, Jenny," Ralph Prentiss said.
Outside several of the other employees of the company were leaving, and taking time to wish Jenny luck. She was a likeable girl and had made quite a few friends in the company during the two years she had worked there.
Jenny was wearing one of her usual drab outfits, a loose-fitting sweater and a skirt that was just a little too long and about two sizes too large. Ralph realized that there was possibly an attractive woman under all that crap, but he had never been interested enough to go digging for it. He liked his beauty up front, his sex in women obvious and available. Ralph didn't like to work for pleasure, he liked it just presented to him on a silver platter.
Ralph gave Jenny a polite kiss, more because the other employees there kind of expected it from him. He handed her an envelope containing a two-hundred-dollar bonus. He felt her length of employment warranted it.
"Good luck, honey," Ralph Prentiss said, forcing a smile and forcing friendliness as well.
Jenny had tears in her eyes as she took the last few things from her desk and walked onto the elevator with a few other employees.
The offices were quickly emptying out. Ralph had hired Wendy, the new girl, just that morning. He had seen only three other girls before Wendy, but when she had walked through the door of his office, he knew he had to look no further.
Wendy was a beautiful red-haired girl. She was freckled, large busted, and in general, a knock-out. She had bright green eyes that seemed to smile when she talked, lighting up her entire face. She was young, twenty-one, but seemed to have an inner maturity that occasionally snuck to the surface of her otherwise childish-like appearance.
Ralph had asked the girl if she would mind doing late night work, telling her that there would be a great need for it on occasion. Ralph knew damn well that any work that needed to be done could be done easily during regular office hours, but he wanted to set the girl up. He could tell she needed the job, or at least wanted it quite a bit, and he was playing on that.
Ralph always liked to play on women's weaknesses. He liked to be the big boy, the one with the power and position. He liked to see other people grappling at his feet for bits of attention. He was the big boss in the company, and liked to push his weight around.
Wendy had said yes readily. She wanted to make a good impression, it was obvious, and Ralph had smiled.
"Would you mind starting tonight? I have a lot of dictating I would like to do but can't get to it until around six tonight. Would you mind, terribly?"
"Not at all, Mr. Prentiss, I would be happy to start tonight," she had said eagerly.
From that moment on, Ralph knew he had to have her. He didn't know how, but he had to have her. Ralph knew that very few people stayed after five o'clock, and he would have the place pretty much to himself. Besides, he always locked his outer office door after five o'clock. The company did have an office safe, and although they were far from millionaires, they kept a healthy amount of cash on hand.
Ralph sat down at Jenny's desk, waiting for Wendy to arrive so that he could put his plan of seduction into play. He felt confident that he would be able to seduce her. After all, it was her first night, and she was going to be anxious to please him to keep her job.
The door suddenly opened, and there she was. Ralph Prentiss felt an immediate rise in his slacks. The girl looked even more beautiful than he had remembered from the interview earlier that day.
Wendy had long, curly reddish hair that seemed to sparkle from the overhead lighting. It cascaded down over her straight firm-looking jaw bone in a sensual way, covering half of her face, kind of like an old-time movie star. She had to keep shaking her head so the hair went back off her face.
Her eyes were a bright green and sparkling. They seemed to be eager, although young and innocent.
Her skin was speckled with baby freckles. She was tanned and healthy. She looked like a surfer's girl more than a conservative secretary, which was what Ralph should have hired. He knew damn well this girl was hired solely for her sex appeal. She could type and take dictation only adequately, but her body, especially her long shapely legs, made up for any deficiency in her office skills.
"Good evening, Wendy," Ralph said, as he jumped off his chair like it had suddenly caught on fire.
"Good evening, Mr. Prentiss," the red-haired vixen said, perhaps a little shyly.
She was a cross between hell-cat and innocence, and the combination drove Ralph out of his mind. He didn't know quite what to make of her, or just how to come on to her. It was this uniqueness, this unbalancing of his otherwise steady make-up, that attracted him to her. There weren't many girls that could get his interest the way this one was doing and he dug it.
"All ready to go to work?" he asked, deliberately running his eyes up and down over the tight-fitting sweater the girl was wearing.
"Yes, I sure am," she said innocently. "I brought my steno pad, and I did some practicing on my typewriter at home just before I came."
"Well, why don't we go into my office and get comfortable. I have several letters I would like to dictate to you to get things started. Okay?"
"Of course, Mr. Prentiss," Wendy said, flashing her new boss a big friendly smile.
Mr. Prentiss backed out of the way and let the lovely young lady walk past him into his inner private office. He watched the tight-fitting mini-skirt wiggle back and forth. It was obvious she had quite an ass on her. Her shapely and curvaceous hips filled the little skirt out nicely and showed off her long legs beautifully.
The girl was really built, and she was young, making her all the more appealing.
Ralph wasn't thinking about anything other than his own lust as he closed the office door. He was horny as hell and ready to fuck. He had been bored with his wife for months, and even his fucking on the side had been getting him down. He had been looking for someone new and exciting, someone who was sexually outrageous and would delight his every need and desire.
He thought he had found this special young girl in Wendy.
"Just sit there, dear," he said, showing Wendy to a large stuffed swivel-chair at the side of his desk.
He placed it there before she came, deliberately. This way he could get a good look at her as he pretended to get down to business.
Wendy sat down, flung her long-handled pocket-book over the back of the chair and quickly took out her steno pad and pencil. She was ready to go, and so was Ralph Prentiss.
He sat behind his huge mahogany desk, taking on the air of business-like authority. His cock was roaring hard in his trousers and he could feel a tiny squirt of pre-orgasmic cum oozing out of the piss slit at the tip of his cock head.
The air conditioning was on in the room but Ralph was beginning to sweat just the same. He had never been in quite this position before. Most of his outside fucking was done with hookers in hotel rooms. He had always fantasized about seducing a new young secretary, and now he was going to be able to make that dream come true ... at least he hoped so!
Ralph proceeded to dictate a very business-like letter and Wendy's pencil whirled across the steno pad. She was very fast and accurate at dictation and was keeping up with his quick-paced speaking.
Wendy kept shifting about in the chair, crossing those long shapely thighs of hers, so that her tiny mini-skirt seemed like it was going to slip up to her waist and reveal her pussy.
Ralph licked his chops, of course without Wendy seeing him, as he began to find it harder and harder to concentrate on the letter. It was a phony letter anyway, not going anywhere, only being done to stall for time, only being done to keep Wendy occupied while he thought of his next method of attack.
Ralph's cock was so hard at this point that it was aching him. He stirred uncomfortably in his chair and continued to gaze at the beautiful young lady, lust burning his eyes.
Wendy was no dummy!
Wendy Vincent had used her sex to get the job, and was now using it to turn her boss on.
She wasn't about to let him know it. She knew that most men of his age, and of his position and stature, liked to think that they were always outsmarting their young women-folk by being clever and experienced. She had had a little experience of her own, however, so she was just playing along.
She deliberately crossed her long legs repeatedly, showing more and more of her thigh. She had worn an extremely short skirt and she knew that part of her pink-laced panties were probably showing.
She watched out of the comer of her eye, sneaking peeks at the older cagey man as he gazed wide-eyed at her crotch.
Wendy wanted this job and she would do what she had to do to get it. Work wasn't that easy to come by lately, and this Mr. Prentiss was offering her much more than any of the other places she had gone to.
Wendy pretended to stretch, pushing her huge round firm breasts out in front of her. She was not wearing a bra (she never did) and the nipples of her tits pushed against the sweater in a sexy way. The two tiny spears could be seen like little points against the thin wool.
Ralph Prentiss was about to shoot off in his pants. He was getting so worked up that he didn't know what to do. He gazed at the fullness of the girl's breasts and longed to reach out and touch them, to caress those pleasure bumps, to put his mouth and lips over them and kiss passionately.
Ralph felt that he was well overdue for a good piece of ass. He certainly wasn't getting anything decent from his wife anymore, she was just becoming a bore.
"Why don't we take a little break? Can I get you a drink?"
"Oh, don't go to any trouble, Mr. Prentiss," Wendy said, batting her lashes at him as seductively as she could.
Still thinking she was an angel sent from heaven, Ralph insisted. "Oh, come now. I insist. You have taken three letters straight without a break. Come on now ... please?"
"Well, if you insist I certainly can't refuse you are the boss, right?"
"That's right, little girl, I am!"
Wendy knew he got off on a power trip. She had picked that up after being with him for five minutes. He liked being the boss and being in charge of others, making them jump when he snapped his fingers.
Wendy wanted the job, but she wasn't going to jump around like the other girls. She would get the man on her side, make him her slave. He wouldn't know it, but he would be helpless against her sex.
Wendy stood up and stretched again. The short-waisted pull-over sweater rode up on her, exposing a thin strip of her slender white waist.
She saw Ralph Prentiss almost drop the scotch glass as he poured them both a drink. She walked around the room and noticed the huge couch against one wall. She knew it was a convertible sofa. He had showed it to her earlier in the day, telling her that he stayed over occasionally if the work load got too heavy. She had known it was all a con job, all part of a set-up he thought he was doing to win her affections. Little did he know ... he was the one being set up!
"Thank you very much," Wendy said in her most innocent voice, as she took the glass of scotch from the man.
"Why don't we sit down over here on the couch and get more comfortable," the heavy-set boss said, smiling at Wendy with a lustful gaze.
Ralph Prentiss didn't give a damn that his cock, now fully erect, was pushing his slacks way out in front of him. Actually, he hoped that Wendy noticed it. He wanted to see her reaction. He was beginning to wonder if she was as innocent as she pretended to be.
He sat down on the couch and put his arm over the edge of it. She snuggled up next to him.
"I really appreciate your hiring me, Mr. Prentiss, it's been so hard to find a job. Most people aren't hiring now-a-days."
"Yes, I know. Well, you just had the right qualifications. As long as you are good to me, I mean, well, ah, I mean as long as you do your work well, well then, I see no reason why you can't stay on here permanently."
The slip had embarrassed him. He had tried unsuccessfully to cover up, and Wendy couldn't hold back the smile.
She decided to play it up to the hilt.
"What did you mean, if I'm good to you?" she asked, feigning innocence even further.
"Oh, you are a devil, aren't you," Ralph Prentiss said as he picked up the trace of game-playing that had started between them.
"Why don't we really get comfortable and take our clothes off," Ralph said. He jumped right into it. He couldn't wait any longer. The most that would happen was that she would freak out, and he would just fire her. There was no one around to ever know what had happened ... he planned it that way.
"I thought you'd never ask," Wendy said, jumping up from the sofa, showing for the first time how really eager she was to get into something sexual with the President of the company.
Ralph Prentiss couldn't believe his ears.
Was this the sweet young thing he had hired? Was this the virgin looking lady he had doubted even knew much about sex? Yes indeed it was, and he realized now that he had a hot little number on his hands.
Ralph Prentiss stood up and quickly began to undress.
"No, wait for me," he said, as Wendy began to do the same. "Let me undress first. Then you undress in front of me, out there in the middle of the room. I want you to give me a private little strip show. Okay?"
"Sure thing, Mr. Prentiss," Wendy said.
This was not the first time Wendy had found herself in a compromising position with a plant executive or fellow office worker. Her body and looks seemed to attract such attention and she was getting used to it.
Wendy often realized she had to give more than she really wanted to, but she also realized that by knowing what was going on and by staying on top of it, running the show when her sex partner thought he was doing it, allowed her the freedom and power to be in charge ... something that was very important to her.
Wendy sat on the edge of the bed and patiently waited while the older and fatter man began to undress.
Ralph Prentiss felt like a super stud as he unrobed in front of the lovely red-headed vixen. She was watching, him with such excitement in her eyes, he was sure she was getting turned on.
In no time at all she was completely naked. His fairly healthy fat cock jutted out in front of his body with a determined quivering going on at the base. His balls looked huge and cum-filled and Wendy knew the man was ready to fuck her. She was just as ready to let him ... anything to keep her job!
"Now me?" she asked curtly, and stood up not waiting for an answer.
Taking full charge of the situation she began to undress, removing every last stitch of clothing. She stood in front of him totally naked, smiling, looking as innocent as the day she was born.
"Oh my, oh, you're so beautiful," Ralph Prentiss said. He fell back over onto the bed and spread out, patting the mattress beside him, encouraging her to join him.
Wendy slithered onto the bed, but instead of crawling onto the mattress she climbed right on top of him, spreading her long shapely frame out across his body.
Ralph Prentiss moaned loudly as he felt the woman's frame spreading out over his. He could feel her gigantic tits as they crushed up against his chest. He could feel the already stiff nipples burrowing into his skin and driving him out of his mind.
"Oh, yesssss...." he groaned.
Wendy knew that she had him. She knew her job was secure, and all she had to do now was to turn him on more, and maybe even try to get an early raise.
"Oh, you're so strong," she whispered in Ralph's ear, taking an immediate ten years off his life.
Ralph hugged her close to him, writhing about beneath her and jabbing his stiff cock up against the fluffy furrow of her pussy. He could feel the womanly juices flowing out of her cunt and covering his cock shaft already. He knew that it was just a matter of time before he would be slicing his way up into her box with his love pole.
He could hardly wait!
Ralph ran his hands slowly down over her back and felt the smoothness of her skin. He let his fingers run sensuously down the small of her back, and up the little curve that led to her jutting ass cheeks.
Her ass was large, but very firm and smooth. He kneaded the checks with his fingers, enjoying every second of his body caressing.
This was almost like a dream to Ralph. He never wanted to wake up. He had this beautiful red-headed wench to do with as he pleased and he wanted to take the fullest possible advantage of the situation.
He ran his hands back and forth across her jutting buttocks, pushing his fingers into her flesh deeper and deeper.
Wendy responded positively by tightening and relaxing her round ass muscles, bringing the level of excitement up all the more inside of old Mr. Prentiss.
Ralph was getting more than he bargained for with his new secretary. He had thought that he might at least get a quick fuck, or a blow-job ... but this, this was just too great!
Wendy could feel the stiff cock rubbing back and forth across her moistening box, and she knew it wasn't going to take a very long fuck to make the cock cum.
She loved a long fat cock up into her box, the feeling of it excited her to no end. She liked the way a cock forced her cunt lips to part, filling her cavity to the brim and bringing her more and more pleasure with each stroke.
"I want to suck you, I want to suck you," she moaned.
Ralph couldn't believe his ears. He was speechless. He just opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out. Before he knew what was happening, the lovely young miss was working her hot jabbing moist tongue down his long torso, rolling around with the tufts of hair on his chest belly and crotch, and then, not wasting any time, she took both the love balls into her mouth and began to suck them.
"Ohhh," Ralph moaned as he felt the young woman's hot lips engulfing his balls. She pulled them way into the backmost recesses of her mouth and swirled them all around, rubbing the sensitive layer of skin that surrounded them back and forth against her warm moist inner mouth.
All the time she was sucking, she continued to flick her tongue across the balls, driving Ralph out of his ever-lovin' mind.
"Suck them, please, yes, ahhhh ... suck them!"
Wendy didn't need the command, but the order excited her. She began to really get into what she was doing, more for the pleasure than just for the job and money. She suddenly wanted to please Ralph Prentiss. He was enjoying her so much it had gotten her more excited than she had been counting on, and now she really wanted to give-him the best damn fucking of his entire life.
He was suddenly like a challenge to her, and all she could think of was driving him crazy with lust. She began to suck up the huge cock shaft until she reached the shaking cum-dripping cock-head.
She wasted no time!
In one quick plunge, the likes of which Mr. Prentiss had never before experienced, she was down over the cock shaft, pulling all six inches of the monstrous manly mauler into the dark wet recesses of her sucking mouth.
Wasting no time she began to slide up and down along the cock, sucking it just as fast and hard as she could go.
Mr. Prentiss was jutting his hips up and down off the bed and carrying on like a wild man. He couldn't believe how energetically she was sucking him off. He thought of his wife and how teasingly she sucked him, not really applying that much suction or pressure with her lips, always leaving him more frustrated than pleased. There was no comparison to this young cock sucker. She really knew her stuff.
She began to feel the cock shake as she sucked it. She could tell by the way the huge blue veins were beginning to pop out of the side of it that she was about to have a mouthful of cum. Although she liked the taste of cum very much, she wanted to let this man fuck her. She suddenly craved the feeling of a big manly cock sliced up between her pussy lips.
Wendy didn't ask Ralph to fuck her. All she did was let his big whang slip out of her mouth, and move her body up toward him so that she was riding him like a horse.
Ralph looked up at her and all he could see were her gigantic knockers. He immediately reached up and began squeezing them, pushing the flesh together to show off the deep cleavage all the more. When he squeezed the tits together the huge stiff nipples jutted out in front of the pleasure bumps and made a beautiful and extremely erotic sight for the eager older man.
Ralph flicked his fingers across the nipples and began pinching them savagely.
Wendy moaned and groaned and writhed about on top of the man. She took his long cock in her fingers and guided it up between her pussy lips.
She pushed her hips forward, and the cock slid effortlessly up into her cunt. It was bigger than she had thought it was and it forced her cunt lips wide apart. It scraped her stiff juicy clit and sent shivers of passion up and down her young spine.
Wendy knew she would be reaching multiple orgasms in practically no time, but she wanted to get a good fuck in first so she used all of her willpower to hold back her ecstasy.
She began to slide up and down on the rock, riding it like a bunkin' bronco, squeezing her pussy lips together and wrapping them around the moist bulging-veined cock shaft.
Up and down she went, each thrust of her pelvis driving Ralph Prentiss just that much closer to his orgasm.
He could feel the warm hot moist lips of the woman's pussy engulfing his manhood. The juices from her excited snatch hole covered his cock shaft and made the slipping up and down quite effortless.
The cunt was big and accepted his cock in a sensual way. On the other hand, it was tight enough to really work the shaft, sliding the thin layer of sensitive skin up and down, over the cock head ... making the cum boil in his balls and cock shaft in preparation for explosion.
Ralph hadn't fucked his wife in ages. This was the first time his big old cock had climbed into a hot warm pussy in ages and he wasn't going to be able to fuck her long without shooting a huge supply of cum right up into the woman's hole.
Wendy could feel the approaching orgasm, both in her partner and in herself. She began to rock back and forth on the cock all the faster, furiously squeezing her cunt lips together in passionate little jutting motions.
"Ohhh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming," Ralph started to scream all of a sudden. He had reached the point of no return. No longer could he hold back the flow of his gooey gism.
"Yesss, yessss!" Wendy screamed, as she felt the cum furiously slushing up into her snatch. The feeling of the hot gooey cum gushing into her was just the little bit of excitement she needed to send her over the edge, and make her own womanly gushes commence.
Over and over again Wendy reached orgasm. She thought it was all over, and then another one would follow, making her shake even more violently.
Wendy never thought she was going to stop cumming. She hadn't been prepared for a really violent multiple orgasm like this, and the fact that it had caught her completely by surprise made it all the more intense.
The fucking clung-together couple continued to cum and cum. Ralph Prentiss gushed what seemed to Wendy to be a never ending supply of manly love spunk up into her, and Wendy continued to flow her own juices, covering his cock and groin completely.
So much juice flew out of the sensual couple that Ralph's groin got soaking wet. His pubic hairs were covered with cum as the fluids continued to gush out of the cunt he was so savagely fucking.
He grabbed her tits and gave them one last final hard squeeze as Wendy threw her long red main back off her shoulders, arching her head high in the air, and giving one final moan of blissful erotic pleasure.
Finally it was all over. Ralph was panting madly. The girl had really worked him over and worn him out.
Young Wendy was eager to continue, but realized that the man beneath her needed some time to catch his breath.
Wendy fell forward, crushing her huge tits against the man's chest, sticking her stiff nipples right into his hairy skin, and deliberately keeping his cock well up inside her squeezing cunt.
"We'll do it again and again and again," she said.
Ralph closed his eyes.
He felt this must be heaven!!!
CHAPTER THREE
"I'm just too tired," Ralph Prentiss said.
Sarah turned over on her side of the bed. She had never been so humiliated in all her life. Her lousy husband was actually refusing to ball with her.
"I just bet you are. Don't tell me, you gave at the office!"
"Shut up and go to sleep. You're always nagging me ... and I didn't give anything at the office." Sarah knew that he had. She didn't know the details, but she could tell just from the look in his eyes that something had happened at the office.
Sarah Prentiss knew her husband very well. She knew his great need for sex, how he was always horny, how he always had to be cumming in one way or another. If he wasn't interested in sex, then he was getting it with all those pretty young secretaries that he had running around his company with their tight little mini-skirts, their asses practically fully exposed.
"This does it," Sarah said.
She had reached her final straw!
True, she had fucked herself that day with the handsome young stud who had come to sell her subscriptions, but that was different. She had enjoyed herself, but she was still willing to give her body to her husband. She felt it was her duty! And now he had the nerve to refuse her! He was not going to be given this opportunity again.
"What do you mean, woman, go to sleep will you? I have a busy day tomorrow at work!"
"I bet you have, you two-timing crud," Sarah said.
She was furious. Never before had she let her anger come out like this, but she just couldn't take it any longer. She had to get away from him. She couldn't stand sleeping in the same bed any longer.
She threw off the covers and jumped out of bed, turning on the bright overhead light.
"Hey, shut that damn light off," Ralph screamed, pulling the covers off over his head.
"You better listen to me, Ralph Prentiss, and listen good."
"Oh no!"
He threw the covers off his naked hairy body and sat up in bed, blinding his eyes from the bright lights with his hands.
"Okay, what the hell is it?"
"I've had it!"
"You've had what?"
"I've had enough of your rejections. Nothing is going right with us anymore. I think we should get a divorce!"
The words sliced through Ralph's system, but he was surprised that he wasn't actually shocked. He realized that he must have been expecting it. His family was actually breaking up, and he just didn't give a good damn. A thousand thoughts went through his head in that flash second before he answered his irate screaming wife. He thought of the freedom he could have, of bringing young girls to his apartment without his wife around to nag him. Yes, it wasn't such a bad idea at all.
"Okay, we'll talk about it in the morning. New we'll just go back to sleep, okay?"
Sarah's mouth opened in shock. She couldn't believe her ears. She had just told him she was going to leave him, after being together for all these years, and all he said was okay, we'll talk about it in the morning.
Well, she was more convinced than ever her decisions about him and the divorce had been right. They had been made hastily, but they had been made with wise considerations.
"You bastard!" she screamed.
She began to pull linens out of the linen closet.
"Where are you going?" he asked her.
"Out to the couch, I'll sleep there tonight and tomorrow I'm looking for an apartment."
"What about the kids?" he said.
"Ohhhhh!" she screamed, and stormed out of the room.
Sarah had spent an uncomfortable night on the hard, too-small couch and she wasn't exactly in a pleasant mood when Ralph stumbled out of the bedroom, his tie hung loosely around his neck, his shirt a little wrinkled, his shoes unshined and his pants-crease sloppy.
"You look great," she said in a snide tone.
"Oh, please don't yell," he said, holding his head.
"Look, I've done a lot of thinking since I woke up. I don't care about anything in this apartment. I'd just as soon start all over again by myself. You give me the money to get set up in an apartment and I'll move out. You can have all of this stuff. I've never liked it anyway!"
Ralph wasn't interested in what she did or did not want. He was mainly thinking of Wendy, and whether or not he would be able to get a quick-fuck in before coffee break at the office.
"Well?"
"Well what?" he asked complacently, sitting down at the table and pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"Well, will you give me the money to get set up in another place?"
"Yes, yes, anything you want. Just leave me alone. Get out of here whenever you want. I don't care."
"Now listen, Ralph, you know Randy and I always have been very close. I want to take him with me. You can keep custody of Betty, but I demand to have visiting rights whenever I want them. Okay?"
"Okay, okay, anything you want."
"Well I guess there's no need to call Bob Wilson then, we don't really need a lawyer. I don't want anything from you except the rent on my apartment. I'll get a job and take care of myself. I can go back to editing, there's always a need for editorial assistants one place or another."
Ralph was just bored with her conversation. He was glad that she was leaving and wanted to get on with his own life without her. He didn't even stop to think that he was losing a good wife of quite a few years and that his family was splitting up. Actually, it was no hassle at all. He was closer to their daughter, and he was happy to get custody of her. Sarah could have Randy and could give him much more love than he was willing to offer. Actually, everything was working out quite simply, and quite satisfactorily.
Sarah sat at the breakfast nook sipping her coffee. The children would be coming out any moment. She wondered if they heard the fighting the night before, and if she should tell them what was going on. At least this soon.
Randy came out first. Sarah looked at her fourteen-year-old son. He was so beautiful. He was wearing his usual outfit, tight white jeans, a t-shirt that showed off his well-tanned and boyishly muscled arms, and his baseball cap.
"Practice tonight?" she said.
"Yeah. Good morning, mom, you all right?"
"Sure, why shouldn't I be?" Sarah said, covering up the best she could.
"I overheard you and dad last night. Sorry."
"You heard everything?"
"This morning, too," he said, sitting down and helping himself to some scrambled eggs and ham that Sarah had quickly prepared after Ralph had split.
"Oh no, I didn't want you to hear all that, really, I...."
"That's okay, mom, really. I would dig living with you anyway You know I'm always fighting with Dad. He hates my long hair and all my friends and everything. You're always cool with me."
"That's because I love you, Randy. Well, that isn't fair. I mean, well, your father loves you too, just in his own way."
"Yeah, and I don't dig it at all!"
"Well, I think things are going to be different now. Don't you?"
"Yeah, we'll have a good time together, Mom, where are we going to live?"
"I don't know. I guess I should start looking around today while you're at school."
"Have to run, see you later."
As usual, Randy had gulped half of his breakfast, took a quick sip of orange juice and was off. He was like a speed freak without the drugs.
"What's all the ruckus about around here?" Betty said, wiping the sleep out of her eyes.
There had always been a distance between Sarah and her daughter. For some reason Betty related much more to her father, and had always been extremely close to him. Sarah knew that if there was any trouble between her and her husband, Betty would blame her, for damn sure!
"Well, your father and I had a little argument, he...."
"Oh mother! Why do you always have to pick on Daddy so much ... you know he has a lot on his mind."
The young blonde-haired nymphet sat down behind the little table. She was wearing a tight-fitting nylon sweater that showed off her young but budding tits to the best possible advantage. She was a little on the rambunctious side, and Sarah wondered about her still having her virginity. She seemed to know so much, and be so far ahead of other little girls her age. She wondered what she did when she went out on dates, but because they weren't close, it was impossible to drag any information out of the child.
"Oh, now listen, Betty, don't you start on me too. I've had enough nagging for one day, and it's only eight-thirty in the morning."
"I'm sorry, Mom, what happened?"
"Your father and I are splitting up."
"What?"
Betty gazed at her mother. She was more afraid of losing her father than her mother. That was all that was troubling her.
"Don't worry, kitten," Sarah said, resting her hand on her daughter's shoulder, something she didn't do too often. They touched very little.
"What do you mean, don't worry? You're getting a divorce from my beautiful daddy, and you tell me not to worry?"
"Listen. We've decided that you will stay with him, if that's okay and Randy will come and live with me."
Sarah saw the face of her daughter light up. She squirmed excitedly in her chair. For the first time, Sarah wanted to haul off and slap her real hard. She didn't care at all about her very own mother's feelings and that they were divorcing. It was obvious she was more than happy to live alone with her father.
"Well, that's too bad," Betty said, but her sympathy came out in a mock sincerity that infuriated Sarah.
"Get your things and get out of here, I want to be alone," Sarah said. She was holding back from slapping the girl and wanted to get her out of her sight.
"Bye, mother, hope things work out for you."
Sarah was in a state of shock. She had never been close to her daughter, but still, it was her own flesh and blood, and she had expected a little more of a reaction than that! She could have a least shown a little sympathy. She reacted more like a bad acquaintance than her own daughter!
Once again, Sarah was all by herself.
A strange excitement began to stir in her pussy. Suddenly she thought of the handsome young man that had called on her the day before. The juices gushed out of her snatch. She was getting very excited at the thought of his firm young body plowing in and out of her snatch. Sarah began to realize that living alone would give her the freedom to fuck around all she wanted.
Sarah got up and went into the bedroom. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror and quickly slipped off her nightie. She was totally nude.
"You don't look bad at all, girl," she said to herself, as she slowly began to run her hands over her body. She played with her huge tits and toyed with her nipples.
Sarah was not in the habit of masturbation, but she suddenly had a craving for release. She was going to shower and go out looking for a job and an apartment, and she didn't want to do it frustrated.
The more she tried to get thoughts of sex out of her mind, the more her pussy juiced. She stuck her fingers down to her cunt and felt the moisture on her warm box.
"Mmmm," she moaned softly out loud, as she gently pushed her index finger up into her cunt.
Suddenly she opened her eyes and got a sight of what she was doing. She found it exciting as hell to stare at herself in the mirror while she masturbated, and she didn't close her eyes again.
"Oh, you look goooood," she kept telling herself, as she slowly shoved her finger all the way up inside her cunt.
She made sure that she lifted her finger high as she pushed it in so that it would scrape along the side of her clitty, making her whole body come alive with excitement and passion.
The more eagerly she pushed her finger in and out of her cunt the more it juiced and squirted love oils. Pretty soon her finger was covered with her own fluids.
A loud sucking sound could be heard as she began to slam her little index finger in and out of her cunt, each thrust bringing her that much closer to self-release.
She had to cum now, there were no two ways about it. She was very hot and getting hotter, as the visions of the young salesman's cock and firm body kept flashing before her like hallucinations.
She thought she had taken some drug the images became so clear. Damn, she wished that she had insisted on getting his phone number, or at least giving him hers. She wondered if he would ever come back again.
As she continued to stir up her image she felt that one finger was no longer enough to tease her pussy as vigorously as she now wanted to.
She replaced the finger with two fingers. She pushed them apart so that they spread the cunt lips wide apart, exposing her cunt fully to the mirror. She bent down and saw that she could look right up her warm wet snatch hole. It was exciting to her and she began to jam her two fingers in and out of her pussy hole all the harder.
Before long, four fingers were up inside her snatch. She was really going to town. She was at the point of orgasm now, and was deliberately holding off from cumming. She wanted to make this little self-pleasing affair go on for a while at least.
With one hand firmly wedged up between her cunt lips, and giving in and out of her pussy furiously, she took her other hand and spit some saliva out onto her fingertips.
Seeing her free hand was greased up, she proceeded to massage her huge breasts playfully.
The light from overhead made the tits shine from the saliva coating she had given them.
She thought that she looked more sexy at that moment than she had ever looked before in her life.
Her hair was up on her head with a huge barrette, and she quickly unfastened it allowing her long locks to tumble sensuously down over her slender shapely shoulders.
She looked beautiful in front of the mirror in this sexy and lurid pose and she continued to massage her tits and ram her fingers into her cunt, watching with great excitement and interest the image of herself she was creating in the reflecting glass.
It was kind of like having sex with her own body, while she looked on! It was all extremely erotic, and it didn't take too much more time before she was ready to cum.
No longer could she hold back the inevitable. She had worked herself into a sexual frenzy. The saliva wasn't needed any more because she was sweating so her whole body was slippery with her own moisture.
She glistened under the lights as her body tensed at the moment of ejaculation.
Suddenly a huge gush of cum shot out of her pussy hole. She kept her eyes fixed on the image of herself in the huge mirror. She saw the creamy juices pouring out of her hole and covering her fingers.
She continued to jab the fingers savagely in and out of the hole as she squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples with her other hand.
Her entire body began to shake and it wasn't easy keeping her eyes open but she managed. She didn't want to miss the exciting scene of watching herself reach orgasm for the very first time. It was a beautiful sight, a natural sight and she loved it.
The cum kept gushing as the multiple orgasms swept over her system. She thought it would never end. The cum kept cumming and cumming!
"Ohhh, yessss," she moaned loudly as the last few drops of womanly love oils slithered out of her pussy and trickled between her fucking stiff fingers.
Sarah's knees went weak as the orgasms subsided. She fell over onto the bed exhausted, sweating, and extremely satisfied.
"Wow, that was good," she said to herself softly, when her heart had stopped beating like crazy and her breath had been returned to a relatively normal rate.
She slowly got up off the bed and headed for the shower.
It was going to be a long day and she was ready for it ... now she was ready for anything!
CHAPTER FOUR
One of Ralph's greatest fantasies was fucking a young girl in the ass. It was something that he had dreamed about ever since he was a young boy.
Ralph had tried, many times, to fuck a woman in the ass, but always with disastrous results.
He had first tried with his prim and proper wife, Sarah. Naturally, being the prude that she was, she refused him. It wasn't long after that that he began fucking around with hookers or the pretty young girls at the office. If he went to bed with one of them more than once, he would always try and fuck them in the ass.
Some of them became quite annoyed, and there were several times when he got a good slap in the face from his attempted back-door fucking.
Ralph was patiently waiting for Wendy to walk through his door. It was lunch time, the rest of the employees were hurriedly climbing onto the elevator to head for the local restaurants and coffee shops for a hurried forty-five-minute meal.
He had told Wendy, who had arrived bright and early, to take over her position at the front desk. When most everybody had gone, he wanted her to come into his inner office for a little extra work.
Wendy had said that she would be happy to miss her lunch hour to help him out ... she knew damn well that the "extra work" meant a fuck.
Wendy had enjoyed herself the night before tremendously and was eager to climb into the sack with the older experienced man. He wasn't exactly an Adonis of beauty, but he was an eager fucker, and he seemed to be able to make her feel extremely wanted, and for Wendy, that was very important!
There was a soft knocking at the door.
"Come in," Ralph Prentiss said. She entered coyly, peeking her head around the corner. "Come in, come in," he persisted quickly.
Wendy entered and closed the door. She had a beautiful tight-fitting jump-suit on that hugged her body like a second skin. It was made of a thin black leather and it accentuated every curve in her body beautifully.
Actually, as Ralph looked at the sex-ridden young vixen standing in front of him, patiently waiting for his next order, he realized she was a little racy-looking for an office, but he didn't care. Shit, he had hired her, she was his private secretary, and as long as she was pleasing him, the Hell with everybody else. His desires were all that mattered now.
He felt like a free man (not that his wife had stopped him from fucking around in the past) for the first time in his life. He was totally free to do what he wanted, and there wouldn't be any need for even the slightest bit of conscience about his affairs. He was getting rid of his nagging wife at last. He would be able to do what he wanted, and soon, even bring beautiful Wendy home with him.
That would surely be a treat!
"Oh my dear, you look so lovely today, so lovely indeed," Ralph said, gazing wantonly at the young vixen standing in front of him.
Wendy smiled and tossed her mane of long red hair. The leather gave with her stretch and accentuated the fullness of her breasts.
Ralph opened his eyes wide as he gazed at the shape of the young bombshell standing in front of him. Her tits were pushing hard against the thin shiny black leather. He could see the points of her stiff nipples and it made his cock jump in his baggy slacks. He had a roaring hard-on already, and he was beginning to feel the little flow of excited pre-orgasmic juice gushing out of the piss slit at the tip of his cock head.
He reached down under the table and began to rub his cock against the smooth cotton of his slacks, as Wendy deliberately began to parade around in front of him.
Suddenly Ralph had an idea.
"Hey, would you dance for me?"
"What?" Wendy asked, a little surprised at the request, especially considering it was only a little after twelve-noon.
"You know, dance around for me, but do it sexily ... like a stripper!"
Ralph had gotten into the habit of going to all the strip joints on the other side of town. He loved to sit in the audience and jerk his big fat cock to climax, hiding it with his overcoat, as he watched some young woman take off her clothes and dance around in front of him. He always got front-row seats, liking to be right in front of the action. Now he felt he could have his own private strip show, with a young red-headed vixen that put all those other strippers to shame.
"You want me to do a strip dance for you?" Wendy asked once more, making sure she was understanding exactly what it was he wanted. "That's right, will you do it?"
"Why, Mr. Prentiss! You are my boss ... you know I'll do anything you ask me to!"
The thought of fucking the young girl in the ass had hardly left Ralph Prentiss' mind. He was only delaying action on that until she excited him to the point of breaking. Then he would approach her for the very special privilege of ramming his rock right up her tight pink asshole.
"Yes, dance for me, dance for me," he said, getting up and turning on the radio that he had on his bookshelf. He flicked the dial quickly until he found a rock station that was pounding out a hot and heavy beat.
Wendy was familiar with the tune he had stopped at and began to gyrate around immediately Ralph sat down and pulled down his fly. He took out his long fat cock shaft and started jerking himself off right in front of Wendy. He wasn't shy in front of his new secretary at all. She knew he wanted sex, and he knew she dug it too. There was no reason to beat around the bush or play any games.
Besides, lunch hour would be over shortly and the rest of the crew would be piling back into the surrounding offices. Even though none of them would dare enter his office without ringing him on the phone first, he didn't want them around when he was having his fun. He wanted to be all alone with her to experience and enjoy without distraction. He wanted to give his all, and get as much as he could in return!
He began to slide his strong hand up and down on the thick oozing shaft, as the young woman in front of him began to pick up the tempo of the music. Her gyrations became more sexual as she loosened up and pretty soon she was really going at it like a wild woman.
She slid her hands up and down along the leather, paying special attention to her cunt area and her tit area, pressing the thin black-leather material up tightly against the curves and sensitive areas of her body.
She was getting off on this little dance for her boss. Once again he was expressing his desire for her, and that seemed to excite her and keep her passions at an extremely high level.
She turned around so that her back was to him and shook her fanny. She backed up a little and stuck her ass cheeks, covered and outlined in the thin shiny black leather, right into his face.
"You naughty girl," Ralph bellowed, and he reached forward and spanked her playfully on the bottom.
"Ouch," Wendy said, pretending pain, and continued her dance even more erotically than before.
Ralph's eyes had widened when she had turned around. He wanted to fuck her more than ever in the ass. He wanted to feel that tight back-door portal squeezing the cum right out of his cock ... he had to do it, he just had to!!!
He gazed at the girl's ass cheeks as she continued dancing. The tight leather fit her so snugly that it separated her round firm ass cheeks clearly for his eager gaze, showing off the thin ass crack, the line that flew up between the orbs of sexy flesh, the area that concealed his goal-her ass hole!
Several times Ralph had to stop jerking off altogether. He could have cum easily he was so excited from the erotic dancing going on in front of him, but he wanted to save all of his cum for her backside. It was not going to be wasted in masturbation!
"Oh yes, yes, that's it, that's it," he said, as Wendy began to bend over and touch the ground, her back to him, her ass rising high in the air almost begging to be fucked.
At the time Wendy didn't know that he wanted to fuck her in the ass, but she did know that every time she turned around and showed her leather-encased buns to him, his moaning and groaning got wilder than ever. If he wanted to see her beautifully encased fanny, then by all means that's what she would give him.
She shook and twitched her ass a few inches in front of his face, opening her legs wide so that she could back up to him. The leather was almost touching his face. He couldn't control himself.
Ralph was losing his mind!
As he continued to jerk himself off, very slowly now for fear of coming, Wendy snapped up straight and began to unzip the jump-suit.
It was all one long shapely piece of leather, and there was a long golden zipper that ran along one side of it, all the way down the legs.
She turned sideways to him and began to pull the zipper down, very slowly, an inch at a time. She was behaving like the stripper he wanted to see. She could have just as easily chucked off the tight-fitting leather garment and jumped on top of him, shoving her tits in his-face, but this way she was going to tease him and make him beg for it. By the time she was done with her dance, she hoped to have him worked into an unbelievably horny state of mind.
She was succeeding all right, Ralph was freaking out.
He couldn't even touch his cock now. He had to really let it cool down. The pre-orgasmic cum was drooling freely out of his piss slit, a sure sign that his burning gushing orgasm was very close at hand.
"Come here, come here," he said to her as she continued lowering the zipper.
"Now you just wait, and don't be a naughty boy, or Wendy will spank you," Wendy said, winking-at him so that he knew she was only kidding.
The thought of Wendy spanking him suddenly flashed through his mind and excited him tremendously. He would have to remember to ask her to do it some other time, perhaps during coffee break that afternoon. Right now, he wanted her naked, and sitting on his cock with her ass hole. Nothing could deter him from that goal, nothing!
"Hurry, hurry, I want to feel that beautiful body of yours, you tease, you no-good tease," Ralph was panting, hardly able to get the excited words from his shaking lips.
Hurry is something Wendy was not about to do. She knew the longer it took her to pull that zipper down, releasing the tight black leather from her skin and exposing her voluptuous young creamy-smooth body to her boss, the hotter he would be and the most passionate love-making they would get into.
The zipper came undone an inch at a time. Little by little Wendy exposed her beautiful creamy white body for Ralph's lustful gaze.
Ralph was toying with his cock occasionally, making sure that he didn't squeeze it too hard or fast and shoot his load. He had to cum in her ass now, he just had to!
Wendy had the black leather zipper almost all the way down. Her body was sweating from excitement and the thin black leather garment clung to her skin.
Site had to pull it away from her body and then let it slide down over her breasts, ever so slowly.
Ralph thought he would lose his mind he was getting so hot as he sat and watched the shiny black material slither down her pure-white flesh.
Her long red hair tumbled down and toyed with the nipples of her huge breasts, as one by one they plopped out of the tight leather garment, fully exposed now and ready to be loved.
Ralph felt another gush of pre-orgasmic cum shoot out of the tip of his cock as he watched both tits come into full view.
They were so damn big, and so beautifully shaped. He wanted to reach up and squeeze them, but he had asked for this little strip, and just as if he was in the audience somewhere watching a professional stripper, he wasn't going to break the spell by touching ... that is, not just yet!
With the tight-fitting leather over her tits, she stuck her thumb and forefingers into the waistband of the garment and inched it down, revealing her crotch slowly and teasingly to the horny old man watching.
Ralph's whole body was alive with excitement. He saw first the belly-button, flat and smooth on her tiny slender waist, and then the tufts of light red pubic hair.
He knew her pussy was just below, and his mouth began to water with excitement as he watched her seductively inch her leather jump-suit down over her pussy.
The thin black leather stuck to the large supply of pre-orgasmic juices that were flowing out of Wendy's cunt.
Wendy made a loud slurping sound as she pulled it away from her sweaty and cummy crotch. The aroma of her snatch rose in the air and Ralph inched a little close to get a good whiff. The woman was sweaty and sexy smelling. He wanted to devour her ... in fact, he planned to do just that!
Wendy realized that she had an ass man on her hands. She knew he was into her behind from the moaning and groaning he had done earlier in her dance.
As she rhythmically kept time with the music, pulling the front part of her suit down just below the bottom of her pussy so that her entire cunt slit was visible, she quickly turned around.
Wendy deliberately kept the black leather garment riding up high on her ass, and she proceeded to do the same thing backward that she had just done forward.
Ralph's eyes widened as he saw the teasing girl stick her fingers into the tight crevice between the slick leather suit and her smooth white skin, and begin to sensuously inch the garment down over her ass cheeks.
He saw the very tip of the ass, and then more and more, and then the crack! He was losing his mind and had to let go of his cock once again. Any gyration of his penis at this point, with a sight as exciting as this lovely girl's beautiful bubbly butt jutting out from under the sexy leather, would surely make him shoot his load of cum.
"Ohhh, take it off, honey, take it off," Ralph began to moan softly, as he lay defensively down on the couch. He squirmed and writhed about, but didn't dare touch his cock. There was no relief from what was happening. He had to just sit there and watch her strip inches away from his face, and not touch her ... not yet!
She bent way over as she wiggled the leather down over her beautiful shapely firm ass cheeks. One by one the crevices of flesh plopped out of the leather.
Ralph gazed into the pink buttonhole as it appeared. He knew that shortly he would be pushing his manly love-pole right up into that bulls eye, that is if she would let him ... she just had to let him, she had to!
"Oh, your ass is so beautiful, you're so beautiful," Ralph moaned.
Wendy pretended to not hear him as she continued her strip. She pulled the leather garment all the way down off her body, still keeping her back toward Ralph, teasing him with the shape and beauty of her wonderful posterior.
She was finally naked!
"Yes, yes, my angel," Ralph screamed.
No longer could he contain himself. No longer could he sit patiently by and do nothing with such an inviting womanly creature naked and so available to him.
He had to act, and he had to act now.
Ralph dropped to his knees in front of the girl and buried his face in her snatch. Without reservation or foreplay, he jammed his tongue right
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This day was going to be different!
She didn't know exactly what it was about this Mr. Ralph Prentiss, but he had an animal magnetism that attracted her to no end, and made her vulnerable as hell when she was with him.
The control of the situation was hardly hers, even if she thought it was. Her sexuality, and her spirit for erotic adventure was what was really leading her on, making her do the things that she was doing, making all the sexual decisions for her.
"Lick it, lick it," she began screaming at the top of her lungs. She had long since forgotten that she was in an executive's office and that this was only the lunch break. People would be coming back soon to their desks and jobs. In fact, some of them might have started coming back already.
She didn't care. Pleasure was the new name of the game, and pleasure was all that mattered. She had to make her boss cum, in whatever way he desired the most. That was her quest! That was her only mission in life!
She bent even further over, so that her little ass hole opened up all the way, fully exposed, vulnerable, and ready to be entered.
She knew what he wanted, and she was ready to give it to him.
Seeing that she wasn't running away or slapping him, as so many of the others had done, Ralph Prentiss stood up and grabbed his cock.
He felt he was actually going to fuck his first, his very first ... ass hole!
"Oh, what a beautiful ass you have, my dear," he said in a giddy fashion.
"All the better to take your cock into it," Wendy said, making a take-off on an old nursery rhyme, and driving Ralph absolutely out of his mind with frenzied passion.
That was all that Ralph wanted to hear. If he had any doubts before, he knew that they were gone from his mind now. There was a time to fuck an ass, and this was it without a doubt.
He didn't need to grease up his cock because he had spewed plenty of his own hot gooey saliva up into his new secretary's ass hole. She was greased and ready to take his cock, at least willing to try ... that that was all that really mattered.
Wendy dug her fingers into the sofa. She knew whatever the back-door fuck felt like, it might be a little savage and she wanted to be braced. She had never taken a full-grown and stiff cock up there before, and her ass hole was going to be hot and tight. She hoped it didn't hurt too much!
She felt the cock head suddenly against her entranceway.
"Yes, fuck me in the ass, fuck me in the ass," she moaned loudly. She was eager to get it now, scared or not scared.
"You asked for it," Ralph said. He had intended on squeezing his cock up into her ass hole gently, working it into her sensitive and probably virgin area a little at a time. However, her encouragement drove him over the brink of all self control. He had already gotten himself worked into one hell of a frenzy and he needed release more than anything else in the world ... nothing could stop him from that, nothing!
With one mighty shove, he sent his healthy male weapon right up into her ass hole. He didn't waste any time in beginning a feverous and violent fucking action. Stroke after stroke sent his huge cock ramming up into her back portal, as Wendy screamed and groaned her obvious approval.
"Yes, fuck me, fuck me," Wendy screamed, as she deliberately tightened and relaxed her ass muscles, gripping the sides of the man's cock shaft, turning him on all the more.
Wendy loved the delicious feeling of the huge cock shaft ramming up her ass hole. She could feel it pushing past her round smooth ass cheeks and making her shake and quiver all over.
Wendy had not expected the sensations to be this exciting and now that they were she thought she was going to lose her mind.
As Ralph Prentiss continued to ram his love pole in and out of her ass hole frantically, he reached up and grabbed her huge naked breasts, wavering seductively in front of her fine young body, and began squeezing and playing with them.
He grabbed the nipples in his fingertips and squeezed them, digging his fingernails into her stiff projectiles, causing Wendy to moan even louder. He was keeping her in a highly erotic state and it made him feel like a stud to do it.
As he pulled her tits back against her chest, he would shove his cock deeply into her ass canal. He got into a sensual and violent fucking and squeezing rhythm, a rhythm that could only lead to one thing ... orgasm!
Both Wendy and Ralph were reaching that point of no return. Soon they would no longer be able to control themselves.
Wendy was shaking all over, she was getting so excited.
She suddenly shoved not one, but three fingers right up into her cunt. She forced her pussy lips wide apart as the juices flew out of her snatch and covered her hand with a thick film of gooey sex oil.
She jabbed her fingers in and out of her cunt furiously, realizing that she would be cumming the same time her new lover would.
As the tempo of his back door fucking increased, so did the tempo of her own finger-fucking. She rammed the fingers in and out of her savagely, not letting up for a second.
Ralph could feel the tension and excitement rising within her, and knew it was only a matter of moments before they would be cumming all over one another.
He could feel the burning and aching in his cum-laden balls as they swelled to gigantic proportions. He had to shoot! The time for cumming was at hand. Nothing could stop him now ... he was too hot!
"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum," he started screaming.
He did just that!
"Yes, shoot it into me, shoot it into my tight warm ass hole. Shoot it now!"
Wendy was screaming, and her verbal encouragement sent Ralph over the brink of sexual sanity. The cum flew out of his cock in one violent orgasm, making his knees go weak and his head spin madly.
As soon as Wendy felt the cum pouring up into her ass hole she increased the tempo and pressure of her fingers flying in and out of her pussy and in no time she was cumming too.
A series of wild and passionate multiple orgasms swept over her entire system. She shook like a mad woman as the cum gushed and gushed out of her cunt.
Soon her entire hand was covered with the sexy film of her passion. Her head flew back, her hair slapping Ralph in the face as their mutually satisfying and exhausting orgasms came to a turbulent conclusion.
Ralph realized, as the last few drops of cum spewed out of his trembling cock, that he had found one hell of a secretary!!!
CHAPTER FIVE
One week later, Sarah and Randy were settled in their new apartment. Everything seemed great, except for Sarah. It really didn't seem like she was free from her husband. This was probably because her new apartment was in the same apartment complex as her old one.
She had looked in vain for a place for three or four days, spending hour after hour pounding the streets, checking out real estate offices, running down classified ads in the paper ... all to no avail.
Ralph was the one that finally told her she should take a place in the Bedford Apartments complex. One of his best friends was the broker for the building and could get her in quickly. There was a long waiting list for the apartments because they were extremely nice, and relatively inexpensive.
Sarah had refused at first, but then after another couple of days without success, and feeling the need to get away from Ralph and live by herself (with Randy of course) she gave in and took a nice two-bedroom apartment, four floors above her husband and daughter.
She felt that this would work for a while at least, and maybe would be very good. The children wouldn't be split up, not really, and that might be good for a while.
So here she was, all moved in. Ralph had been generous and had supplied her with furniture and spending money until she could take care of herself. She planned to go for a job on Monday. She wanted to be able to take care of herself. She knew as long as Ralph was sporting the bills she would never be free from him. She knew he had hated doing it, as much as she hated accepting it.
Sarah hoped that the job market would be a little more open than the apartment market. She had a son to support.
Sarah and Ralph had decided that after the initial set-up, and Ralph's assistance until she got on her feet, that she would be responsible for Randy's welfare, and he would be responsible for Betty's.
There wasn't much legal action to be considered, since they were mutually agreeing on all the terms. No one was suing anyone. They were separating, and had decided between them who would be taking charge of which child. For everyone, things seemed to be working out quite well.
Young Betty was ecstatic. She liked the idea of living with her handsome daddy very much. She never did get along very well with her mother. Her father always treated her like a young lady and gave her a hell of a lot more freedom. Now with her mother living in another apartment with her brother Randy, she was sure she would be able to do just about what she pleased.
She loved her mother, and knew she would miss her to some extent, but after all, she was only a quick elevator ride away, so she could see her anytime she wanted Jo and visit her brother often.
Betty would miss living with Randy the most. They fought, like any brother and sister combination might do, but she really did love him and wanted to be with him all the time. She would have to make a point of going up to see him as much as she could. She couldn't let their relationship end because her parents were having marital problems.
Betty was happy about the arrangement for another reason. She wanted to take care of her daddy. She wanted to be the woman in the house, to do the cooking and mending and things like that. She was quite grown up for her age and she wanted to show her father that he wouldn't miss the things that her mother did for him. She could do them better, she was sure of it! She would do what she had to do to make her father happy, whatever it was!
Upstairs, Sarah Prentiss was preparing dinner for her son Randy. She liked the new arrangement very much. She hated to cook, and it was a lot easier for her to take care of just Randy and not Betty and her lousy fat old husband as well.
She had decided that she didn't even hate Ralph any more. There was just an indifference in her heart now ... she felt nothing, and that was the way she wanted to keep it, that was the way she liked it.
She took the tuna casserole out of the oven and Randy walked in the front door.
"Hello, Son," she said, rushing over to him and giving him a big hug.
He was sweaty from his jog home. He always ran the ten blocks from the school to help keep his fine young body in shape. She was proud of her son. Not only was he a fine athlete, competing on all the teams at school, but he also pulled in at least B's on his report card. He was going to be a fine young man in a few years and he was constantly making her very happy.
She held him close to her, perhaps a little longer than she normally did. She was happy to see him. She had missed him during the day and had been looking forward to his returning for school.
Sarah Prentiss had never thought of her son in a sexual way, but she had to admit to herself that lately her feelings were getting a little heavy.
She couldn't exactly explain it or figure it out, but there was something changing in her affections for her son. She had always loved him, but only as a mother might love her son. Suddenly she was catching herself checking him out, looking at his body, and thinking of what it would be like to be caressing his firm naked flesh.
It would be such a contrast to her husband, or the salesman, or any other man she might encounter. He would be extremely young, firm and smooth, and virile as anything or anyone could be.
She tried to put these ideas out of her mind, telling herself she was a dirty old lady for even thinking sexual thoughts about her own flesh and blood, yet they still seemed to haunt her.
She couldn't get the idea of fucking her own son out of her mind. These thoughts didn't really start to develop until they had moved into the apartment together. It was just such a set up for some incestuous love-play, it was hard to turn her back ... and getting harder all the time.
She finally broke the hold on her son.
"Wow," he said, panting a little, "that was quite a hug, Mom," and backed away.
"Oh, sorry Randy, I just missed you today, that's all."
Sarah could feel the red flush spreading over her cheeks.
"Say, don't be sorry, Mom, it felt nice."
Sarah wondered if there was any hidden meaning in his words, or if he was just being kind. There was no way of telling for sure, and she had to be careful. A sudden move in the wrong direction could be disastrous. If she made sexual advances toward her own son, and he rejected her and went to his father or some other person or authority, she would surely lose custody of him and screw everything up. Yes, above everything else, she had to use the utmost care and discretion if she wanted to seduce her son.
She quickly spread the casserole and the rest of the dinner out on the table.
"Have I got time for a quick shower before dinner?"
"No, you don't young man, you just wash your hands and then eat. It's ready now, and I don't want to have to heat it up again. You can shower right after dinner before you do your homework. Come on, sit down now, before it gets cold on you."
"Okay, mom," Randy said with a grin on his handsome young face, and pulled up a chair.
Sarah even enjoyed cooking now. She had hated to prepare meals for the family downstairs in the other apartment with Ralph and Betty, but now, just for her handsome son, well, that was different.
She had put a lot of effort into the casserole and it had paid off. She watched Randy eat it energetically and it made her feel good that she had pleased him.
Sarah ate her casserole between sneak peeks at her son. He was such a handsome boy, and so strong looking.
Sarah thought back to the times when she used to give the boy baths. Boy, if she could only do that now he was grown up. She longed to see how big his boy cock was, and to feel it in her hands and in her mouth.
She knew these thoughts of sexuality that were consuming her the past couple of days were dangerous, but she couldn't stop them nevertheless.
They were possessing her, taking over her conscious mind, and controlling and ruling her thoughts. She had to have her boy, one way or another, and this was her new goal in life. She wondered if she could seduce him, if he would reject her, or if he would go along with her unusual demands to make love to her very own son.
She could only hope that he would like the idea. She knew that he must be fucking some of the other girls at school by now. He was fourteen, but quite old for his age. He had developed physically and mentally quite fast, always seeming to be a couple of years beyond his actual age.
She had never really gotten into a heavy sex rap with him, and felt that this might be a way to get around to her own sexually deviant plan of action.
"Well, I think I'm going to take a shower, Mom," Randy said after his third glass of milk, and second piece of chocolate layer cake.
"Sure you had enough?" Sarah said kiddingly. "Yeah! Wow, I was really hungry, or maybe it was the casserole and cake. You sure are a good cook, Mom," the sexy young boy said jumping up from the table.
"Randy," Sarah said, taking somewhat of a chance, "why don't you take a bath? They're much more relaxing, you can tackle your homework later on."
"Hey, that sounds like a good idea, Mom. Hey, remember when you used to give me baths? I can still remember it, almost like it was yesterday. They were fun. You used to rub my back, you know, the places I couldn't reach."
This was working out better than Sarah had hoped for. She had to take the chance and speak up.
"You know, I could still give you a bath, if you wanted me to, son," she said, trying to make light of the subject, as if a mother giving her fourteen-year-old son a bath was an everyday event in most households.
She watched her handsome son as the color rushed to his face. He was blushing like crazy, his cheeks getting redder by the second.
"Oh, Mom, I'm too old for that, aren't I?"
"Hey, I don't think so. Why don't you go run the bath and climb in. I'll be in as soon as I do the dishes."
"Gosh, Mom, do you think it's all right?"
She could tell by the sparkle in his eye that he was interested, but he was just a little shy. After all, he hadn't paraded around nude in front of her before. It was strange for him to think about doing it now, at fourteen.
"It's all right. I'd love it. It would be fun, like when you were a little boy. Now go hurry up and run the water. I'll be in in a few minutes."
Sarah watched the boy walk out of the kitchen. She looked at the tight pants and the way they hugged his beautiful young ass cheeks. She longed to feel them and maybe even ram her tongue up his ass hole. She was turning into a sex-crazed lady and she loved it.
The salesman had gotten her into young flesh. Now all she craved was firm young bodies, the younger the better. She had a feeling that after fucking around with her son, if she was lucky enough to be able to do it, her need for sexual pleasure with young males would increase and take over her every thought! She couldn't wait!!!
Sarah did the dishes in record time. She felt the juices already flowing down in her pussy as she dried the last one and put it up in the cupboard. She couldn't wait to get into the bathroom. She had heard Randy running the water, and also when it had stopped ... she knew he must have taken off all his clothes and slithered into the sudsy water, just waiting for her to come in and assist him in the sensual bath.
She was ready!
CHAPTER SIX
Randy's face was bright red when Sarah entered the steamed-up bathroom. She couldn't tell if it was from being embarrassed, or if it was from the heat of the water and steam the hot water had created. Whatever the reason, he looked beautiful.
Randy had deliberately put a lot of bubble bath in the water so that the tub was filled with a heavy layer of soap suds. This kept most of his body covered, at least the most private parts, his cock and balls.
Sarah felt her heart-beat increasing under her heaving breasts as she walked over to the edge of the tub. She stared down at her very own son and marvelled at his firm young body and how sexy it looked covered partly by the warm suds. He was sure a sight for sore eyes. Sarah got homier and homier the more she stared at him. She realized she had to have him now, there could be no turning back, no deterring from her original intentions of seduction.
"This is just like the old days," Randy said, pushing some more suds over his crotch, making sure that it was covering his cock and balls.
"Yes, isn't it though," Sarah said. She knew that what she was about to do with her son was nothing like the old days. She was going to fuck him before she left this bathroom, if it was the last thing she did. She had to feel his young firm body against hers, to feel his hopefully large cock ramming up her cunt.
Sarah kneeled at the side of the tub on the bath mat. She rolled up her sleeves and grabbed the huge sponge on the rack at the side of the tub. She stuck it into the water and taking the bar of soap that Randy handed her, she began to rub his back.
"Ohhhh, that feels so good, Mom," Randy moaned, closing his eves and enjoying his mother's sensual touch on his back.
Randy was not totally removed from the situation. He was feeling and thinking sexual things as well. He had a beautiful mother and he knew it. This wasn't the first time he had thought sexual things about her, but he had always immediately suppressed them.
The difference this time was that his father and sister weren't there to interfere. He and his mother were all alone in the apartment, and could do whatever the hell they pleased. He didn't think it was right to think sexual thoughts about his very own mother, but he couldn't help it ... she was so damn pretty!
"You sure are strong," Sarah said, as she pushed the sponge hard against his firm muscular back.
Randy just closed his eyes and moaned. A strange excited feeling was sweeping over him. He was not a virgin. He had fucked several girls in his class, mostly the older ones that had come on to him. The feelings that overpowered him at those times were the same feelings that were overpowering him now and he didn't know what to do about them.
Suddenly Randy began to feel his boy cock stiffening. He pushed more of the suds over his crotch to make sure that his rising rod was covered from his mother's view.
He felt his face blushing once again as his cock got harder and harder. The more his mother rubbed the sponge slowly back and forth across his skin, the harder his cock got, until it was fully erect.
He didn't know what to do.
If his mother ever saw it she might scold him for being a naughty dirty boy. He was truly ashamed.
Sarah continued rubbing the boy's back, hoping that she just might get him excited. She could see that he was squirming around in the tub, but she couldn't tell if he was actually excited in a sexual way, or just feeling strange because of the somewhat unique situation. In either case, she felt she was affecting him, and that was important.
Sarah began to move her hand lower and lower on the boy's back. He squirmed in the tub but she continued. She get all the way down to the small of his back, and then Randy moaned loudly.
"Are you okay?" she asked him, as if nothing was going on.
"Ah, well, yeah," he stammered, "it feels so gooood, Mom," he admitted.
Sarah was beginning to realize that the situation was definitely turning out the way she had hoped it would, maybe even more so. He was responding to her sexual aggressiveness and that elated her.
"You know, I could sure use a bath, hey, I have a great idea...."
"You mean, together?" Randy asked, interrupting her.
Sarah was elated. This way, Randy was the one that had actually come out and asked her to join him, indirectly as it may have been.
"Well yes, that would be nice, don't you think?"
Randy just opened his mouth, as Sarah began to unbutton her blouse. He reached under the water and grabbed hold of his cock, which by this time was roaring hard and bobbing madly under the suds. He couldn't believe what his mother was about to do, but he didn't want to stop her. The idea of the woman's flesh lying in the sudsy water next to him, excited him like crazy.
Sarah watched her son's wide-eyed gaze as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her huge tits, encased in a rather flimsy and brief bra.
Almost all of her breasts were visible, except for the last inch or so and the bright pink stiff nipples.
"Oh, mother," Randy moaned, holding his cock tightly between his soapy fingers, as he watched his mother's beautiful fleshy body come into full view.
"Do you like my body, son?" she asked him.
"Yes, ohhh, yes I do," Randy moaned. "I want to see all of it, mother, all of it!"
Randy was getting more wild with excited passion as Sarah continued to undress before his horny eyes.
She pulled down her skirt in no time. She wasn't wearing a slip, just a pair of black laced panties, bikini style, which showed a generous portion of pubic hair at the top and along the sides.
Randy's eyes opened even wider as he gazed at his mother's curvaceous body and the way the thin black-laced panties hugged her pussy.
She was so much more mature and so much better developed than the young girls he had had the pleasure of fucking so far. He didn't know where all of this was going to lead to but he was now hoping and praying that it would lead to a fuck. He had always yearned to fuck a fully developed older woman, and what better way to start than with his very own mother ... yes, it would be fantastic!
Sarah was anxious to slither down into the warm soapy water. She would have liked to give him a little sexy striptease but there wasn't time. There were better things to get involved in and she had to move on quickly.
She flicked her panties down by sticking her thumbs under the elastic waist band and sliding them down over her shapely and curvaceous hips. She was naked now, except for her little bra, and that was removed immediately.
Her huge tits flipped out in front of her. They were mountainous mounds of flesh and Randy's eyes almost popped out of his head. The little girls that he had fucked had baby tits, practically nothing compared to what his mother had. She was a knock-out!
"Wow, mother, your tits are beautiful!"
Randy had forgotten he was talking to his very own mother. He didn't care about anything except the building lust he was feeling toward her.
"They're all yours, son," she said, and she quickly jumped into the tub.
Sarah slid her legs along the sides of the tub so that she was hugging her son's thighs with her legs. She squeezed her legs tightly together and caressed his muscular thighs.
Sarah was beginning to feel quite excited. Her son's body was hot and willing and that was all she had to know. Nothing was going to stop her from her desire now ... nothing!
Sarah slowly slipped her arms around her son's neck and drew him to her. It was becoming so much more natural than she had expected it to be. This wasn't like being with her son at all. It was like being with a handsome young man that was hers and hers alone, and she felt free to do with him as she pleased.
His age and innocent virility excited her like crazy and made her desire him all the more. The fact that he was her son was not a deterrent, but added to the already stimulating situation.
Sarah needed love badly, and she knew she was going to get it. Even before she kissed her son, she knew instinctively that he was going to please her, perhaps even more than she had expected.
Randy moved toward her slowly, letting his own mother pull his mouth toward her own. His heart was beating so fast he thought it was going to jump out of his chest, and yet he could not turn away. He was drawn to her like a magnet and wanted to experience the passion she was suggesting.
He had never thought of his mother in a sexual way before, but now it was his only thought. He wanted to shove his cock up her cunt, and kiss those beautiful big tits of hers.
He opened his mouth wide and gave in to her aggressive kiss.
Sarah clamped her hot wet lips down on his, and jabbed her tongue up into his mouth, separating his lips and gushing a large supply of gooey wet saliva up into his mouth cavity.
Randy swallowed the spit readily and sent back some of his own. He had some experience in kissing, but his mother's aggressiveness surprised him. He did his best to keep up with her passionate kisses but felt like an amateur compared to her exciting attack.
He loved it, however, and went along with everything she did!
Randy's willingness only seemed to add kindle to the blazing inferno of passion that was swelling to the surface in Sarah.
Never before had she felt as sensual as she did slipping and sliding against her son's young hot body under the soapy water of the bathtub.
Sarah began to run her hands up and down the boy's body as she continued kissing him, more and more passionately. She wouldn't release the grip on his mouth with her own. She felt like she was glued to him, never to be parted!
She ran her hands along his upper thighs, and then down inside his thighs until she touched his big cum-laden balls.
"Oh! Ohhh, Mother!" Randy moaned, when he felt his horny mother's hands cupping his two balls in her hands and squeezing them gently but firmly.
His heart was pounding madly as she began to caress his balls. He knew she would be grabbing his cock (which he was still holding) in no time, and that the sensation would be one of pure pleasure.
As he had expected, Sarah's eager hands began to work up from the bottom of the cock shaft to the top, the bulging cock head, where she pushed his hands away.
She fondled his cock in both her hands and massaged the warm soapy water into the thin velvety-smooth skin encasing the fat little boy cock.
Sarah was delighted to feel her son's cock. This was the first time she had put her hands on it in many years, and although it was far from being some monstrous piece of flesh, it was healthy, just the same.
She longed to feel it up her cunt, and nudged her body forward so that her pussy was right next to his balls.
Randy moaned loudly as he felt the furrow of her snatch rubbing against his sensitive love sacs. He wanted to just push his cock down and up into her pussy, but he didn't dare. He would have to let her lead the way. After all, she was the older one, the one who had instigated all of this, and he was afraid to do anything that would turn her off. After all, she was his own mother!
"I want you to fuck me!" Sarah said.
She wanted to be diplomatic, and lead up to the whole thing gradually, but once she found herself under the water with her sexy son she just couldn't control her emotions.
"Oh mother, I couldn't do that, I couldn't," Randy said. As much as he wanted to, the reality of it now confronting him scared and confused him. He didn't know what to do.
"Don't be afraid, son, you will like it!"
"I know I would love it," he agreed, "it's just that it isn't right! You're my mother, and I'm your son! We shouldn't be fucking together ... should we?"
Sarah didn't answer him. She bent his cock down so that the bulging cum-dripping cock head was pressing right up against her pussy hole, and then moved her body forward so that the prick sliced up into her cunt.
Randy grabbed the side of the tub for support as he felt his mother's gripping cunt surrounding his young but eager cock shaft.
This was nothing like fucking those other little girls. He knew his mother knew what she was doing. Her cunt was more experienced than the others, and it seemed to have a mind of its own as it massaged his tender shaft with sensual caressing strokes.
He pushed his own hips forward, sending his cock shaft deeper and deeper up into his mother's cunt canal.
"Ohhhhh," Sarah moaned, as she felt her son's prick working its way up into her vagina. "Yesss, fuck me, son, fuck me good!"
Sarah heard the words come from her mouth, but they were like words from a stranger. Not only was their content weird, but the way she was saying them sounded strange as well. She was like a different person, suddenly possessed by some incestuous demon that was driving her on, making her seduce her own son, making her long for the love of a young man she had given birth to fourteen years before.
It was depraved, it was unusual ... and she was loving it!
"Fuck me, fuck me," she began to scream, as Randy started shoving his cock in and out of her as fast as he could go.
Randy didn't understand all of this. His own mother wanted him to fuck her, and was actually begging him to do it. How could he possibly refuse her? He couldn't! He had to give her what she wanted, because it was what he wanted as well!
"Yes, mother, I want to fuck you, I'm going to fuck you, I'm going to fuck you good," he moaned, as he pushed his little boy cock deeper and deeper into her cunt canal.
Sarah could feel the small but energetic cock of her son forcing her cunt lips apart, tickling her pussy, and making her juices flow freely as he continued in and out strokes.
The faster he fucked her the more she screamed for him to continue, and the more excited she became. It was a never-ending circle of lust and degradation, a circle that was exciting both of them tremendously.
The cock tickled the clitty and made the juices flow freely from her gaping cunt. Sarah was surprised to see how expertly her young son rammed his little boy-cock up into her pussy hole. She was beginning to realize that this could hardly be the first time he had done it.
She wasn't upset that he had fucked another girl before herself. She was pleased. She hadn't really been looking forward to taking the time to break him in. She was too eager to get right down to business. She wanted action, not instruction ... and action was just what she was getting, and then some!
"Fuck me, fuck me," she moaned, as she felt her son's slicing cock writhing in and out of her, each stroke seeming to be just that much faster and more determined than the one preceding it.
Randy was having the time of his life. All of the dumb little girls in his school were nothing compared to his grown-up sexy Mom. She had it all together, and a body that went on for days.
Randy couldn't believe how excited he was feeling as the huge cunt engulfed his fucking cock. It felt like two warm moist hands were jerking him off, deliberately trying to squeeze his boy cum right out of his piss slit. His cock head was quivering as he continued to shove it in and out of her snatch.
The longer and harder Randy fucked his mother, the more excited he became. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to fuck her much longer without coming.
Randy gazed at his mother's huge tits. From all the rocking about and splashing they had done, the tits were lightly covered with soap suds. The soap clung to various parts of the huge tits, covering part of the flesh, and leaving other parts exposed. This teasing and taunting sight drove him wild with pleasure.
He decided he had to feel his mother's breasts, he just had to!
He reached forward with his own soapy-wet fingers and began to massage the very tips of his mother's breasts.
"Oh yes, squeeze them, feel my nipples, yesss!" Sarah Prentiss screamed, as she felt her son's eager fingers on her womanly tits.
Sarah jutted her tits forward, shoving them right into his hands.
"Squeeze the nipples. Pinch the nipples, do it now," she commanded, and her son was quick to respond.
"Oh mother, your tits are so beautiful," Randy moaned, as he explored every inch of the womanly pleasure mounds, feeling them, squeezing them, massaging them savagely with his young but willing hands.
The more he played with her tits, the more savagely he fucked her pussy. In and out he went, shoving his prick in and out of her faster and faster until the water started splashing both of them in the face, overflowing the tub and causing quite a ruckus.
They were both getting ready to cum and they could feel it.
They didn't have to say anything, or tell each other when to let their orgasm begin. They knew instinctively when the other was ready for ejaculation.
Sarah could feel her son's cock stiffening and getting even larger than it already was inside of her cunt. She could feel the huge veins on the side of it bulging out and the pace of his in and out stroking motion quickening. She could feel his heart beat and see him sweating, as his eyes rolled back into his head with pleasure. He was hot as he could be, and ready to shoot his cum inside her motherly and womanly love hole.
Randy couldn't help but notice the way his mother's cunt began to squeeze his cock in short little rhythmical motions. It seemed to grab his cock, release it, then grab it again. It was like a vise on his prick and the squeezing motion was going to make him cum.
Sarah began to moan loudly as her orgasm began.
Randy felt the cum from his mother's cunt juicing out of her canal and covering his prick. He squeezed her tits as hard as he could, pinching the nipples together savagely with his soapy fingers, and then his own orgasm began to gush out of his piss slit and shoot up into her pussy.
More and more of Randy's cum spewed up into his mother's hole as his stroking became savagely determined. His cock flew in and out of her wildly, exciting both himself and his mother to one glorious cum-spewing orgasm.
Just when Sarah thought her orgasms had ended, still another one would begin. It seemed never ending. Never before had she been so sexually excited as she was at this moment. She knew it must be because it was her very own beautiful son, whom she already loved deeply. This added perversion excited her and made the already highly delightful orgasm just that much more overpowering.
The happy mother and son fucked one another silly. The cum gushed out of their sexual orgasms until they were both bone dry, shaking, and exhausted.
There were no words needed, not just yet. They clasped one another savagely, wrapping their arms around one another and squeezing tightly.
They felt love for each other, a natural and beautiful love, a love that had started at birth and had grown and been developed until this point where they could share still another of life's many joys together, that beautiful encompassing and all powerful joy of love and orgasm.
They were united as one in that tub, and it was a union that Sarah and Randy both hoped would grow and grow and grow....
CHAPTER SEVEN
Downstairs in apartment 3C, there was a different kind of love-making about to get underway. Little Betty was home from school and was busily preparing her father's dinner.
This was the first night they were going to be alone together and she was extremely happy about the idea. She had loved her father always, and now she was going to get a chance to show him just how much she loved him.
Betty was eager to please her big handsome daddy in any way she could. She was going to cook and clean the house for him, and show him that he didn't need her mommy at all. Betty was glad her mother was living upstairs now. She had her daddy all to herself, and that was the way she had always wanted it.
The time for change was at hand, and Betty was going to make the best out of it if it was the last thing she did.
Betty had never been much of a cook, but she had been forced to help her mother several times in the kitchen if she had been rushed. One thing she had been taught, was how to whip up a tuna casserole. She had gone to the store and spent the shopping money her father had given her earlier that morning on all the things she needed.
Things were prepared and in the oven cooking. Her father was due home in less than a half an hour, and she wanted to get a quick shower before he arrived, so she would be fresh as a daisy for him.
Betty wanted to fuck her father!
Betty was still a virgin. She was beautiful and sexy, but she hadn't let any of the neighborhood boys inside her drawers. She was deliberately saving that precious cherry she knew she possessed for the right person, that very special person who would win her heart.
She had always thought that the person who would take her cherry would be her lover, the man she would marry. Now she had changed her mind completely ... now she knew it had to be her very own father.
Yes, that was it, her daddy would have to fuck her and make her a woman! What a perfect person for the job. She loved and trusted her handsome father, and he would do the job the right way. He would be gentle with her, and excite her at the same time. He would teach her all she had to learn about love and sex. He would help to bring her from a child to a young adult. He would make her blossom, and teach her about being a woman ... she could hardly wait!
There had been a little money left over from what her father had given her. He had told her that she could buy a little present for herself if there was. She had gone to one of the larger department stores, and had purchased a very sexy little nightie.
Her mother had always made her dress conservatively, trying to keep her the child she considered her to be. Betty's body and her mind was far beyond her years and she felt it was time to grow up. She had picked out a very exciting pink-laced frilly nightie to wear just for her father, to excite him, to hopefully make him forget about her mother and any other woman he might have on his mind, and focus all of his attention, especially his sexual attention, right at her.
She raced into the bathroom and stripped naked. She adjusted the water to the temperature she liked and then dove in, splashing the refreshing hot spray all over her body as she lathered up the suds and cleansed her young supple skin.
The water felt good as it splashed her young budding breasts. She felt her tiny nipples becoming hard and sensitive as the water continued to beat down on her chest. The longer she stood in that position the more excited she became.
Young Betty's entire body felt alive with passion. She couldn't wait to feel her first cock tearing up into her eager pussy hole. She wanted to become a woman, and she knew that that was the way to do it, or at least it was the beginning. What better way to reach maturity than with the help of her handsome father. Now that her mother was not living in the house, and she had him all to herself, there was nothing stopping her.
Before the night was over, she was going to fuck her father ... if it was the last thing she did!
She washed every inch of her body with the soap. She toyed with her nipples, making them get stiffer and stiffen She thought of the other girls in her class at school, and smiled when she realized her tits were definitely larger than all of them.
She had developed fairly eager for her age, and was already blossoming while most of the other girls were still in saddle shoes and pig-tails.
The only thing she needed now was to have her pussy opened and her cherry stolen. Then she would be free to fuck around as she pleased, whenever she pleased, and with whomever she pleased. It was that first time that was important and she knew it. It was that first time that her father had to help her out with. He had to teach her, to guide her, to show her how it was done and to let her experience the blissful joy of that awakening moment when she would no longer be just a child ... but a woman!
Betty toyed with her pussy lips, letting the soap and water tease her sensitive girlish private area. She longed to shove her finger all the way up in there and break her cherry herself. She had heard all kinds of stories told to her in school about different ways girls had lost their virginity, either with boyfriends or through self-inflicted means, but none of them had spoken of what to her seemed like the most natural method ... her father!
Betty wanted to stay in the shower all night long, but she knew her father would be coming home soon, and there was much to be done. She didn't know how long it would take her to seduce him into doing what she wanted. It had to be tonight, however, so there was no time to lose.
She climbed out of the shower and dried herself off quickly. She raced into her bedroom and grabbed the big box from the department store. She pulled out the beautiful pink nightie and quickly slipped the panties on. They fit her snugly. She had tried the thing on in the store, and had bought a size too small deliberately so that it would show off even more of her lovely young girlish body.
The panties were bikini style, and exhibited just the trace of the light pubic hair which had begun to form around her virginal cunt hole.
There was no bra to the outfit, just a little skirt like top. She slipped it over her shoulders. The garment didn't fit loose like a nightie should, because of its size. It fit more like a tight dress. The thin sheer material clung to her body like a second skin, showing off her young firm tits to the fullest possible advantage. She looked at herself in the mirror, and saw that her nipples could be seen easily through the pink-laced nightie. The round firmness of them were also clearly visible, and their full size and shape were outlined explicitly.
She knew she looked hot, and that was just what she wanted to look. She longed to take her father's breath away, to please and excite him, and to especially make him desire her more than he could control, so that he would attack and rape her ... she wanted him to take her cherry, even if it was violently. She craved it, she needed it, she demanded it!!!
The top of the nightie just barely covered the bottom of her bikini panties. If she bent forward even slightly her undies showed. Her undies barely covered her ass, leaving a good portion of her round buttocks clearly exhibited, so all in all, she was quite a sight, near-naked, and ready for action.
She checked the dinner quickly as she saw it was almost time for her handsome older daddy to come strutting through the front door. She hoped that she would be a pleasant sight for his tired weary eyes. She wanted to be a refreshing lift for him, a change from the cruel realities of the business world, and she wanted to be an alternative for his other life style outside the apartment. Here it would be pleasure and fun and most important of all ... sex!
The door opened and Betty's heart skipped a beat.
"Hi, Daddy," she said, as she ran up to him and threw her arms around his shoulders.
Ralph Prentiss didn't have time to react to his young daughter's near nude dress. Before he had a chance to open his mouth her arms were clasped around his shoulders.
He felt her warm firm breasts brushing against his manly chest and the feeling excited him. She had hugged him many times before, but it was never done with such a vigorous hug, and she had always been dressed in much more clothing than she was now wearing.
His daughter was growing up right before his eyes, but he hadn't expected the change to come overnight. He realized that she must be feeling like the woman of the house now that Sarah had moved upstairs with Randy.
"Hey, hey," Ralph said, breaking the vise-like grip his daughter had on his neck. "What's this all about? And why the hell are you dressed like...."
"Oh Daddy, come on in and sit down. I'm the woman around here now, and I'll dress as I feel like dressing. Okay?"
She said it in such a decisive way, and she did look so beautiful, Ralph really couldn't say anything. He sat down at the table as he watched his lovely young daughter spread out a beautiful meal for him.
She had gotten a bottle of wine from the closet and had it on ice. The casserole smelled delicious, and she had thrown in some rolls as well.
Ralph realized she was going all out, and wondered just what the hell she was up to.
He watched her run around the kitchen quickly in the flimsy pink-laced nightie as she spread the feast out on the table. The thoughts of Wendy and the office were slowly disappearing from his mind as sexual thoughts of his own daughter replaced them.
He put the thoughts out of his mind as fast as he could, but they just kept on coming back. He knew it was dirty and wrong to be thinking like this, but he couldn't prevent himself from desiring her. She was so young and beautiful, and what she was wearing showed off her young body in all its glory. He had never taken the time to really look at her obvious physical prowess, and was now realizing that he had a hot little sex kitten on his hands.
Ralph Prentiss hoped that he had not taken more than he could handle by agreeing to bring up Betty. She was a hot little pussy all right, and she was going to need a lot of taming and control or she would be running around like a whore in no time at all.
She bent over to pull the rolls out of the oven and he saw the flimsy panties that hugged her ass cheeks. They were so brief he could see almost all of her ass. They were tight, as well, and hugged her buttocks firmly, clinging to the cheeks in a sexy way, slicing up the ass crack that separated the mouth-watering sight of her buns.
The buns on her body he wanted much more than the buns she was pulling out of the oven.
Ralph Prentiss was shocked at his own feelings of sexual attraction toward his daughter. He felt they were wrong and dirty, and yet they persisted in his mind. He was unable to free himself from the explicitly sexual desires he was having toward Betty, his own flesh and blood. He wanted her, he needed her, he felt he now had to have her.
Then it began to hit him. Why the hell was she parading around here half naked to begin with? Was she deliberately flaunting herself in front of him? Was all of this completely innocent, or, as seemed likely, was she deliberately enticing him to make sexual advances toward her.
Ralph decided to just play it very cool, to not pick up on what he thought she was trying to do, and to just see what happened in the course of the evening.
"Lovely dinner you prepared," he said to his hot little daughter. There was no doubt in his mind now just what she was up to, but he refused to respond to it. He couldn't allow himself that privilege. It was too depraved ... wasn't it?
"Thank you, Daddy," she said, winking at him in a way that almost seemed to melt his heart.
Like a sweet little wife, Betty quickly spread out. the dinner in front of them, making sure that her father had everything he needed for a perfectly splendid meal.
"Will you pour the wine, Daddy?"
"You don't mean that you want some, do you?"
"Oh come on, you let me have it on Thanksgiving, and Christmas and my birthday, don't you?"
"Yes, but this is neither of those occasions."
"But it is a special night, isn't it?"
Ralph could feel the trap being set, but went along at least for the time being.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, this is the first night we're alone together. I am the woman of the house now, and I will be taking care of you. Doesn't that call for a little celebration?"
She had him, and he knew it.
"Well, I guess so, kitten," he said to his eager-looking daughter. She had a burning searching gaze in her eyes, and he knew she was after something more than a little wine. Why the sexy nightie? Could it be she definitely wanted him to make a pass at her?
Ralph was getting confused. Just when he thought he had everything under control, he would get confused all over again. His daughter was getting to him and it annoyed him. He should have more control over her, himself and this rather unique situation ... but he didn't!
"Okay, okay, you win. A little wine then."
Her eyes lit up.
"How about a toast. I'll make it, Daddy, okay?"
Ralph Prentiss nodded his head at his pretty little daughter. She didn't seem quite so young any more. He felt more like he was sitting across the table from a mature young lady, a young lady who knew what she wanted, and just how she was going to get it.
"To us, Daddy," Betty said, as she touched her little wine glass to her father's.
There was something in the way that she said it that made Ralph Prentiss raise his eyebrow. She was older, wiser, and seemed more sure of herself than he had previously thought. Could it be that she grew up overnight? He had heard of young girls becoming women fast around the age of maturity, but this was really fast! It all happened when Sarah left the house, and that was just as well. It was so much more refreshing to come home to his daughter's beautiful face than the nagging one of his wife's. Yes, Ralph Prentiss was beginning to think that this arrangement was going to work out very well ... very well indeed!
The dinner went quickly. Betty lit the candles she had dug out of the closet, the ones her mother used for special occasions. To her, this was probably the most special night of her life. This was the night she was going to lose her virginity.
After dinner, Betty served a delicious dessert. She had baked a little apple pie all by herself. It was her first one, and it didn't turn out that great, but Ralph praised it just the same. Betty knew he was being kind and loved him all the more for it.
He was such a wonderful daddy, and that was why she wanted to fuck him, that was why her cherry was going to be his and his alone!
After the second cup of coffee, Betty got up and cleared the rest of the dishes. She walked behind her father and hugged him around the neck, brushing her budding breasts up against the back of his head.
"I love you, Daddy," she said softly in his ear.
The tone of her voice was more than just a friendly daughter to father conversation, but Ralph Prentiss still overlooked it. He still wasn't sure exactly what she was after, and he didn't want to make a big mistake by responding to something he thought was sexual, and then find out that it was merely the large amount of affection he knew his daughter had always felt for him.
He had to wait!
Betty did not release the grip. She had said that she loved him, and had hugged him, but she was still doing it. She kept her arms locked around his neck in a vise-like grip. The longer she held him the harder she squeezed.
"I love you, I love you," she kept whispering softly.
It was getting harder and harder for Ralph Prentiss to look at his daughter's actions as merely love of a family member. He was beginning to realize that this whole thing, the dinner, the nightie, and how her persistent hugging and words of affection, were all leading up to one thing ... sex play involving the two of them.
Thoughts of incest and moral obligation ran rampant through his mind as he weighed the rather heavy decision he knew he was going to have to face in a matter of seconds. His daughter wanted to make love to him, and he was the older one, the one who would have to either say yes, or put his foot down and refuse her innocent but nevertheless persistent advances.
Ralph didn't know what to do. His cock was telling him one thing, because the harder she hugged him the harder his cock got. His head, on the other hand was telling him that he would be a dirty old man if he was to fool around with his daughter.
His young secretary had been one thing, but his thirteen-year-old daughter was definitely something else. Could he do it? Would he do it? Should he do it?
He just didn't know!
"I love you so much, Daddy, you are so big and strong and wise. Daddy, I want you to teach me about love. Please, Daddy, teach your little girl about love ... please?"
Well, she had come out and said it!
The time to make a decision was at hand. No longer could he put his persistent daughter off. She wanted something and she wasn't going to stop until she got it. He would have to answer her, he would have to act, he would have to do something!
"Betty, don't you think you're a little young to be learning about such things?"
"Does this look like I'm too young?" she said, backing away from him and twirling around in the middle of the kitchen, so that her little nightie rose up above her waist, exposing the bottom of her beautiful baby breasts.
Ralph felt a little bit of pre-orgasmic cum shooting out of the tip of his cock. His own daughter was exciting the shit out of him, he just couldn't deny it.
He had fucked Wendy three times that day.
Coffee break in the morning, lunch time, and coffee break in the afternoon were all times of enjoying sexual pleasure with his secretary. By all rights, horny was something he just shouldn't be. However, his daughter, his young beautiful and obviously not so innocent daughter, was simply taking his breath away. He was losing his will to resist her. He just didn't care any more. He wanted and desired her ... yes, he had to have her, he had to!
"You're beautiful, Betty, you're just beautiful," he said, and the tone of his voice was passionate for the first time that evening.
Betty knew she had won. She knew things were going her way now, and that soon enough, they would be making love and she would be starting her life as a full-grown woman-a baby no longer!
"Please, Daddy, come into my room and teach me about love, please?"
How could Ralph Prentiss refuse? They were all alone, his wife was no longer around to watch over him and nag at him about everything that he did. This was his house now, his domain, and his daughter. He wasn't raping or seducing her, she was pleading for him to teach her about the many arts of love-making. He almost felt it was his duty! Yes, that was it, this was his duty. It was like teaching his daughter the facts of life. He would teach her by a real life demonstration.
Ralph Prentiss took his daughter's hand and led her slowly into her own bedroom. He was nervous, shaking a little, and his cock was roaring ham ... perhaps harder than it had ever been before in his whole life.
He didn't know just how far he was going to go with his daughter. It was obvious, or at least he thought it was obvious that she wanted to go all the way. She was hot to trot, eager to get fucked, eager to explore all the sexual possibilities between a man and a woman. He wondered just how much he could teach her, just how far she would go!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Once they were inside Betty's room, Ralph felt his knees going weak. This war much more nerve-wracking then he had thought it would be.
It wasn't so much the idea of fucking a lovely young lady, he was more than prepared to handle a situation like that ... it was that it was his own fucking daughter that was freaking him out. The moral obligation was wearing heavy on his mind. He just didn't know if it was right or not. But how he could refuse such a tempting offer was beyond him.
There they were, in her bedroom, him with a roaring hard-on and her with a tiny nightie, just begging to be taught the joys of love-making ... and they were all alone in the apartment!
What a set-up!
Ralph Prentiss decided that he would be a total idiot if he didn't take advantage of this situation. He rationalized every negative thing out of his mind, and decided to plow ahead with full steam, not worrying about anyone or anything other than his own pleasure, and that of his daughter's.
He would teach her all right, he would teach her what it was like to fuck and get fucked, to rim, to suck a big hairy cock, and to have her pussy eaten for hours and hours. He would teach it all to her by means of live demonstrations, and when it was over, he would have a daughter who knew more about sex than most of the other girls on the block ... for damn sure!
"Ohhh, Daddy, ohhhh," little Betty moaned as her handsome father closed the door securely behind them and led her gently to the bed.
He lowered her down onto the Firm mattress, and slowly began to take off his shirt, undershirt, and then his pants.
Ralph hadn't even bothered to take a shower before attacking his daughter. He had suggested it on the way into the bedroom but Betty had told him to forget it. It was obvious that she was too eager to get down to her sex lesson to wait for any clean-up! She was hot to trot, there was no two ways about it!
Betty writhed about on the bed, rubbing her creamy-white thighs together in, a very sensual manner, as Ralph Prentiss stripped naked.
The sight of his lovely young daughter lying in that suggestive position, seeming to beg him to fuck her with that sensual body language of hers, made his cock outrageously hard. It jutted out in front of his body like a weapon ready for battle.
"Ohhh, Daddy, you're so big," she moaned, as she ran her eyes up and down the first fully-erect cock she had ever laid eyes on. It was much more excited than she had been expecting, and she licked her lips instinctively getting ready to suck it. She looked upon it as a big lollipop, one that she wanted to devour, like an all-day sucker.
Betty's little heart was beating wildly as she moved over to the edge of the bed. Ralph opened his mouth to speak, about to give her her first lesson on how to approach a man to suck his cock, all the fine arts of foreplay and teasing and getting him excited, but he never had a chance to utter a sound.
Just as he was about to speak, Betty slithered over and flicked her young but eager wet tongue against the underside of his balls, catching him on the tender and sensitive ball skin, and making him almost fall over from surprise and excitement.
He had one hell of a hot little girl on his hands, and she wasn't going to wait for anyone or anything. She was eager to get down to sex, and that seemed to be taking over her senses totally, driving her on, possessing her every thought!
"Ohhh, myyyy," Ralph Prentiss moaned, as his daughter began to lick and suck his balls. She did it with such eagerness, he realized she didn't need any lessons at all. Her own instincts were guiding her and showing her what to do. She seemed more like an expert than a beginner, and Ralph closed his eyes and rolled his head back onto his shoulders as the feeling of pure pleasure and ecstasy swept over him like a tidal wave.
"Mmmmm," little Betty moaned, as she continued to suck her Daddy's balls. She had started by rolling her tongue round and round the sensitive skin, letting her hot wet mouth juices pour out from between her lips covering the wrinkling ball-skin. However, she had soon tired of just licking the skin, and had taken not one, but both of the balls into her mouth.
Ralph almost fell over from surprise and delight when he felt both of his huge cum-laden balls being sucked eagerly and energetically into his young daughter's mouth. It was obvious that she was going to go to town on his cock and balls, and nothing was going to stop her. It was almost as if she was trying to prove to him, or maybe to herself, just what a great job she could do.
It was getting harder and harder for Ralph Prentiss to think of his daughter down there sucking his balls. It was more like some slut he had picked up and paid handsomely because she was a good cock sucker. The girl was just too good to believe, and the idea that it was her first time, was getting harder and harder to accept.
"Suck them, suck those balls," Ralph found himself saying to his very own daughter, as the huge balls were sloshed around in her eagerly sucking mouth.
This was being much more fun and exciting than Betty had thought it would be. She had heard the girls in her class talk about making love to a man, and sucking cock and balls, and getting fucked and all the other things that go with making love between a man and a woman, but all of their descriptions were nothing compared with the erotic feelings coursing throughout her young body ' at that moment.
The balls were so huge and heavy they filled her mouth completely, but she managed to roll them around just the same.
The more she sucked the balls and flicked her tongue along the sensitive skin underneath the cum-laden sacs, the more her father moaned and groaned. She knew she was pleasing him, and it was that that led her on, making her become more and more energetic in her young but eager sexual attack.
She was like a hot sex kitten that had been released from a cage for the sole purpose of pleasing her man, in this case, her very own father.
Betty started feeling her daddy's chest and belly as Ralph clutched the side of the bed for support. As she ran her hands up and down on his body, she finally let the balls slip from her mouth, only to start sucking the base of the cock shaft.
Ralph couldn't believe what was happening ... but it was true. His lovely thirteen-year-old daughter was lying on the bed sucking his cock like a mad woman.
"That's it, suck that shaft, work your way up to the thick pulsating cock head," he moaned softly, not that his daughter needed any encouragement at all.
She was doing fine by herself.
It was her natural animal instincts that were leading her on now, taking charge, teaching her what to do. She was just going with the flow, following her emotions and her pleasures.
Inch by inch she worked her way up the huge shaft, sucking the velvety smooth skin that surrounded the long fat cock, keeping the saliva flowing out of her mouth with a steady gushing motion which kept the cock shaft wet and shiny.
Ralph looked down and saw his pretty little daughter's lips kissing and sucking his cock like it was a lollipop. His mind was racing with thoughts of the future, and all of the sex play that they could get involved in ... right at home! What an unbelievably outrageous set-up, he thought to himself, as he began to shake all over. His daughter was nearing his cock head, and he knew that in a short while she would be descending down over the eager shaft and driving him out of his ever-lovin' mind with passionate desires.
"Mmmm, mmmmm," was all that Betty kept moaning. Actually, her mouth was too full of cock to utter much of anything else, and she seemed quite content with the big shaft filling her oral cavity to the brim. She was loving every second and every inch of it. She couldn't seem to get enough of her daddy's big hairy cock. She wanted more, more, more!!!
Finally she approached the crown, the tippity-top of her father's prick. She stuck her tongue into the piss slit at the top of the bulging and shaking cock head, and licked up the juices that had started to ooze out of it.
"Mmmm," she said once more, when she had her first taste of manly cum. She liked it and Ralph knew it. He also realized that if she kept up with the energetic sucking she was doing now, she was going to get more than just a little squirt of cum-she was going to get an entire gagging mouthful. It wasn't going to take much to make him cum. Sure, he had shot his load several times at the office that day, but nothing was like what he was experiencing with his very own daughter. This was just too exciting for words. He knew he was going to shoot one hell of a load of cum when the time came, and that time was approaching rapidly.
Betty tentatively took the cock head into her mouth. She didn't dive right down on top of it at first, she just circled her hot wet lips around it, teasing her father practically out of his mind with lustful passion.
Then with one mighty plunge she shot her mouth all the way down over the cock head.
Ralph couldn't believe how much of his cock she could get into her mouth. She was a natural cock sucker. She engulfed even more of his prick shaft than Wendy had done. She was super-fantastic!
"Suck it, suck that cock," Ralph Prentiss commanded. He didn't have to order her, she was doing it willingly. However the verbal command excited him and Betty as well.
Betty reached around and grabbed her father's huge ass cheeks, digging her fingernails into his flesh savagely as she began to slide on and off the monstrous mauler in front of her.
Loud slurping sounds could be heard echoing across the room as the child sucked the cock savagely, as if her life depended on it.
Each thrust of her mouth over the cock shaft was more energetic than the one preceding it. In and out, and up and down she went, sucking and licking like a mad woman, all the time keeping a steady supply of hot juicy girl saliva flowing out of her mouth, covering the shaft with a thin layer of exciting fluid.
Ralph was nearly losing his mind with passion. He simply could not believe what a great blow-job he was getting from his very own young and supposedly virginal daughter.
He was beginning to wonder if his daughter was a virgin. How could this be the first cock she had sucked, when she was doing such a pro job? She couldn't be doing it just on instinct alone, could she? He could only imagine how outrageous she was going to be after a little experience, after she had sucked a few cocks, or sucked him a few times. She was going to be a hot little bitch, that was for sure!
"Suck it, suck it, Daughter, suck it!"
Ralph was screaming at the top of his lungs now. He didn't care about the neighbors or about anything. All that mattered now was the ever-increasing pleasure that his daughter was giving him with her determined oral attack on his big fat cock.
He began to shake all over. Betty could feel the cock changing texture in her mouth. It started swelling up even larger than it already was. She could feel huge veins begin to protrude on the side of it. She wondered what was happening, but then putting together pieces of girls' room talk she had heard at school, together with her own intuitions as a young woman, she knew that an orgasm was about to explode.
Just when she thought her handsome daddy was going to let her have a whole mouthful of come in her oral cavity, he savagely jerked his cock out from between her lips, leaving her mouth wide open in surprise.
"Ohhh, Daddy, why did you take it away. Let me suck it some more. I love it! I love it!!!"
Betty was pleading, but Ralph Prentiss had other things on his mind. What had disturbed him before, the very idea of fucking his own daughter, was now till that he was thinking about. He thought he' would be crazy not to take the fullest possible advantage of the situation. She wanted it, and he was going to give it to her ... but good!
"You just lie back and relax now, honey, Daddy's gonna teach you about love!"
Ralph said it with such a determined tone of voice, Betty didn't utter a sound. She did as she was told. She lay back down on the bed and spread out, just waiting to be plucked, just waiting to have her cherry stolen from her by her eager old father.
Betty was trembling as Ralph Prentiss shot down to her tender little feet and began kissing and licking her toes. He took his time, not in any particular rush at all. He felt he had till night, and if it took more than one night then there was always tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after....
Taking one toe at a time, he began to suck and lick her sweet little foot.
Betty was losing her mind on the other end of the bed. She was squirming and writhing about on the huge pillows, moaning softly as she bit her lips with passionate excitement. She had never felt this way before, and it was being much more than she had anticipated.
"Ohhh, Daddy, ohhhhh," she moaned.
Ralph didn't hear anything!
He had lust on his mind and nothing else!
He worked his way across both her feet, getting acquainted with all ten of her luscious little toes. Then he began to work up over her ankles, sucking and licking every inch of her lily-white pure skin as he went. Up and up, over the knees, up to the creamy white sexy thighs. He swirled his tongue all around her inner thigh, teasing her, driving her crazy with the anticipation of what was to come.
Betty couldn't believe how erotic she was feeling. She felt her father's hot saliva working its way out of his mouth and covering her skin. She shook and quivered with passion as her hot old daddy continued to work her over, in a way that she knew only he could do.
Ralph felt like he was eating some tender morsel, that could only be really appreciated if it was taken slowly and explored an inch at a time.
Rushing was something he didn't want to do. This was too much of a delicacy, too much of a delight. He wanted to savor every second, and every inch!
This was his daughter, and she was offering herself to him completely and totally and openly. He was going to take her up on the offer.
He reached up and grabbed the waistband of her bikini underpants and pulled them down slowly. In a moment, her beautiful virgin pussy would be staring him in the face.
And it would be his to devour!
All his....
CHAPTER NINE
"Ohhh, Daddy!"
Betty was blushing as her father pulled her panties all the way down off her body. Now that the moment of truce was at hand, realization of what she was doing hit her like a ton of bricks.
In-a few moments she would no longer be a virgin. She was excited, but scared. She was becoming more scared than she had thought she would be and she hoped that her Daddy didn't hurt her. She concluded that if anyone would be gentle with her, it would be her Daddy. No other man would care as much about her as her own father. She had to put her faith and trust in his hands ... she just had to!
Ralph Prentiss feasted upon the luscious-looking pussy in front of him. It was so small and exciting looking. He knew there was a cherry in there to take and that it was being offered to him and him alone. It was all his to devour, to rip open, and to plow into. He was going to do it, too! No longer was he worried about his conscience or about what anyone else might say. This was between him and his daughter. She wanted him to do it, and he wasn't about to disappoint her ... or himself!
He fell over on top of her and began licking her pussy lips.
Betty had never had a mouth on her cunt before and the excitement drove her out of her ever-loving mind. She began to moan and writhe about on the bed beneath her sucking father, as the passions swelled within her.
Ralph parted the pussy lips and tickled his young daughter's clitty. The pussy smelled sweet and fresh, and untouched. It was a virgin cunt, and really brought bark memories for Ralph.
Ralph had had the pleasure of popping his wife Sarah's cherry, but that was so many years ago. That was the last and actually the only cherry he had ever popped, and he had always longed to do it again.
Now that dream was going to come true ... and with his very own daughter!
It was too much to ask for, he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. It was sensationally erotic and beautiful!
Ralph began to lick and suck the pussy feverishly, not jabbing his tongue in too deeply, not wanting to rob her of her cherry just yet. Besides, he wanted to shove his cock up there and open her up that way. He had to do it that way, that was the way he had dreamed of doing it ever since she had offered this erotic and passionate pleasure to him several hours before.
Their foreplay had been going on for a long time and Ralph's cock felt like it was going to erupt all by itself. He could feel the cum burning in his balls and in his cock shaft, longing to shoot out of his piss slit, longing to erupt like a volcano up into his daughter's cunt.
But he would wait!
He would pace himself and take his time. Then and only then would he enjoy his daughter fully, savoring every inch of her and every second that it took to deflower his little daughter, his sweet little virgin.
Betty was still wearing her frilly nightie-top, and Ralph decided that it was time to get a good long look at those beautiful tits of hers.
As he continued with his mouth on her cunt, he slowly began to lift up the negligee. He saw her round flat belly-button and dove his tongue into it immediately, licking and kissing it as Betty continued to writhe about beneath him, all the time moaning like a wild woman about to explode.
As Ralph Prentiss continued to lick and suck the vivacious body beneath him, teasing the pure white smooth skin with his tongue, letting his saliva drip all over her tight firm body, he gazed up toward the direction of her breasts. He wanted to tease his own eyes as he lifted the thin see-through material ever so slowly up over her rib cage, exposing first the very bottom of her pleasure bumps, and then the whole things-nipples and all.
Not waiting to be told, Betty instinctively raised her arms and let her father lift her nightie over her supple pure-white shoulders.
She was now naked, totally, completely vulnerable to her Daddy's lustful gaze and his more than a little eager tongue.
Betty began to squirm around on the bed in the most alluring fashion she could. She wanted to excite her Daddy all the more. She knew he was already hot, but she was determined to keep him that way, to make him more excited than he had ever been before in his life.
Betty knew that she was competing with her very own mother, and she was convinced that she could be a better fuck than Sarah could, any day! She just had to be!!!
"Ohhh, Daddy, you're so big and strong, fuck me, fuck me Daddy, fuck me!"
Ralph Prentiss couldn't believe his ears.
His very own daughter was begging to get fucked. Was he going to refuse her that pleasure? Not a chance!
"I'm gonna show you, baby, I'm gonna show you what it's like to become a woman! Your Daddy will show ya, he's gonna show ya," Ralph kept babbling on.
He was so excited he didn't know what the hell he was saying, or doing for that matter. He was being led by animal instinct alone, following his passionate needs and desires, not thinking about what he was doing or what consequences might arise from his actions. All of that was cast aside. Cumming was what was important, and cumming up in his daughter's virgin cunt was the order of business this night-nothing could get in the way, nothing!
Suddenly Ralph could not contain himself any longer. He fell over on top of his daughter, crushing her into the firm mattress below.
He took her right tit completely in his mouth and began kissing it more passionately than he had ever kissed anything in his life. He let the saliva stream out of his mouth furiously as he kissed and sucked the tender creamy-white baby mountain of flesh.
Actually, the tit was much larger than he had expected. His daughter was growing up nicely, and quite quickly as well. Her boobs were already healthy and on their way of becoming monstrous tits.
The nipples were sweet and refreshing to his lips. They were so young and tender and untouched. He ravished them like a wild man, realizing that his mouth was the first mouth to tread upon their tender tips. He was in heaven as he gulped the tits down, like he was eating a meal and had been starving for months.
He chomped down hard on the nipples, when he found out that the harder he bit them the more positively his young virginal daughter responded.
It was true! Betty loved to feel her Daddy's lips on her tits, especially when he chewed away on her nipples. It hurt a little, but the pleasure she derived from it far outweighed the pain.
"Bite them, kiss them, love them," she kept yelling at the top of her lungs.
Ralph Prentiss was obeying her every wish because it was just what he wanted to do himself.
Ralph didn't think that he had ever been as excited as he was at that moment. No other woman had made him feel this way. This was the first virgin he had been with since his wife ... and now it was his very own daughter. How ironic the whole situation was, how beautiful, how sexy!
"Suck them, Daddy, suck them good," little Betty kept screaming, as he continued-to devour her tits more and more savagely.
The harder he sucked and licked them, the more she screamed, and in turn, the more attention he gave her budding breasts.
Soon he had them completely coated with his own saliva. He had begun to slide back and forth between the tits, slipping into the little valley of cleavage and depositing a goodly portion of saliva in there as well.
Suddenly Ralph realized that he had not even kissed his daughter, at least in a sexual way. He longed to feel her hot young lips against his own, and he inched his way up over her neck.
He sucked her neck tenderly, driving her out of her mind, and then worked his way up over her lovely little chin, toying with her soft skin, and then opened his mouth wide as he came to her lips.
He found that her response was willing and eager.
Betty opened her lips wide and shot her tongue into her Daddy's mouth cavity. The saliva began to flow between them as they kissed passionately.
Ralph completely forgot that he was making love to his very own daughter, and that society, at least most of it would frown upon his actions.
What he was doing was beautiful, wonderful and exciting. What could possibly be wrong about something that felt as good as this? And, who the hell were they hurting?
He attacked her mouth feverishly, shooting his own long wet and experienced tongue in and out of her mouth as fast as he could go. The spit dribbled down over their lips and dropped to Betty's tits below.
They had started sweating, the heat of their passion making them quite hot. They began to slip and slide back and forth together, Ralph rubbing his muscular chest against his daughter's tender budding breasts in a sensuous and exciting fashion.
"Oh, Daddy, please fuck me, please take my cherry," Betty suddenly moaned, breaking away from her father's kissing mouth and demanding that he take her virginity.
Ralph Prentiss had wanted to hold out even longer, to make their little affair go on forever, but his daughter's persistence and his own aching cock would not let him delay the inevitable another second.
He kneeled between her thighs, and taking his big fat juicy cock in his right hand, guided it directly into the center of her cunt.
Ralph fell over on top of her and began to push his cock gently into his daughter. Suddenly she screamed a blood-curdling cry of pain as her hymen was split. Ralph could feel the warm blood of his daughter's exploding and awakening cunt dripping down between their thighs.
Betty couldn't believe how much it hurt, but what was more surprising was how exciting it felt a few seconds later. What had been pure pain and agony only a brief time before, was now nothing short of heavenly pleasure.
Her daddy drove his cock an inch at a time deeper and deeper into her now opened and willingly splayed pussy hole. She thought that he was shoving his arm inside of her instead of his cock.
It felt so big! It seemed to fill her to the brim, like it was a telephone pole. She felt the cock spread apart her bloody pussy lips and fill her inner cuntal cavity. She was more excited than she had ever been before in her life.
"Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me Daddy, fuck me hard!"
Betty was begging now, and Ralph was quick to grant her every wish. He pushed his cock all the way in to the hilt, until he could feel his huge cum-laden balls banging up against her bloody pussy hairs.
"Ohhhhhh," he moaned, as he realized that he was finally all the way inside his deliciously exciting daughter's pussy hole.
He had taken her virginity from her, and was now prepared to give her the fucking of her life. He wanted to make her first fuck something that she would never ever forget. He wanted to give her an earth-shattering orgasm that she would have to look far and hard to duplicate. He wanted to be the best for her, to bring her pleasure that she hadn't imagined in her wildest fantasy.
He was going to fuck her more savagely than he had never fucked anyone before in his life. It was his daughter, and he felt he owed her his very, very best!
The only problem that Ralph Prentiss had in the next five or ten minutes, was keeping himself from shooting his load up into her juicy and extremely tight cunt.
Her pussy lips gripped his cock so savagely, and excited him so much, that almost before he started slicking in and out of her he was ready to cum. He knew that he couldn't cum too quickly, at least not until she was ready to reach her first womanly orgasm. That would ruin everything! No, he had to pace himself, to take it easy, to make his fucking last until it was time for them both to cum together. That was the only way it could happen!
Ralph started slow but deliberate fucking strokes in and out of his daughter's pussy hole. He would shove all six inches of his big fat cock up into her cunt, then pull his prick out slowly, scraping the sides of her pussy, feeling the moist tightness of her newly awakened twat.
He shook violently with passion but refused to let his cock erupt in orgasm, he just had to wait.
"Oh Daddy, fuck me faster, fuck me harder. I feel funny, ohhh, Daddy, ohhhhh," she moaned.
Ralph knew that his daughter was nearing her orgasm. He would wait until he felt her cunt squeezing together in short little convulsions and then he would shoot his own huge supply of pent-up fluids up into her tight canal.
"Fuck me, fuck me Daddy, fuck me!"
She was screaming like a wild woman now, as her passions rose to a crescendo.
Ralph kept slamming his big heavy body down onto hers and she kept digging her Fingernails into his back.
Betty was really getting into the rhythm of the fuck. She was shoving her hot little hips up to meet his downward thrusts. She was a good fuck, the best Ralph had ever had, and he knew that with a little more practice she was going to be the best damn fuck around.
She was something else, and she was his very own daughter!
"Ohhhhh," Ralph Anally muttered, as he felt his huge cum-laden balls getting ready to explode.
He couldn't hold it back any longer.
"Let that pussy of yours go, cummmmm," he groaned to his daughter.
Her instincts obeyed. She began to shoot!
Betty screamed at the top of her lungs as the first orgasm of her life swept over her system, catching her by surprise, driving her out of her ever loving mind with passion, and making her heart beat so fast she thought it was going to jump right through her skin.
"Ohhh, Daddy, ohhhhhh," she screamed, as Ralph felt her tight little pussy start gripping the sides of his still pummeling cock shaft in short little convulsions.
And then Ralph felt her orgasm. She began to shoot out her supply of womanly juices, reaching her first orgasm in blissful harmony with her Daddy.
The second that Ralph felt this orgasm beginning, he released his already bursting-to-shoot cum. What seemed like gallons of hot gooey spunk flew up into her snatch hole as Ralph emptied his nuts completely.
He continued to plow in and out of her just as fast as he could go until every last drop of cum had been released from his balls, flew up his cock shaft, and had shot out of his bulging cock head by means of the tiny piss slit at the tip.
Betty was writhing about like a mad woman on the bed. She hadn't been expecting her orgasm to be as all-consuming as it had been and it left her breathless.
She hugged her Daddy as hard as she could, squeezing his muscular frame onto her own, crushing her into the mattress.
Betty was a woman now and she felt alive for the first time in her life. It had been so much more than she had hoped for, and she had a feeling way down deep inside that this was only the very beginning.
After all, she was living here alone with her handsome strong and virile Daddy. If she wanted to fuck him every night, she knew she would be able to. He obviously desired her, and he would be more than willing to fuck her silly.
Betty felt better than she had ever felt before. She was a woman now, an adult, with a ready and willing pussy. She wanted to take on all customers, but her Daddy would always have priority. Her Daddy had taken her cherry, and she would be his first.
Everyone else would have to wait!
Betty belonged to her Daddy!!!
CHAPTER TEN
The next few weeks passed without incident.
Upstairs in Apartment 6C Randy and Sarah were living the life of a couple of reckless care-free lovers. Of course they kept their love affair completely secret.
Randy made sure that he didn't talk about having sex with his mother to anyone, not even his best friends at school. His mother had impressed upon him the importance of remaining silent. To tell anyone what they were up to would definitely mean the end of their affair. One person would tell another, and so on down the line, until the whole town was talking about the illicit affair Sarah Prentiss was having with her fourteen-year-old son. They would definitely have to leave town in disgrace, or worse yet, Sarah would lose custody of Randy ... something neither of them wanted to happen!
So, they both kept it quiet.
Sarah went to the beauty parlor once a week and sat under the drier and listened to all the woman gossip about their affairs, about how they sneaked off when their husbands weren't looking and made it with a neighbor, or the milkman, or the grocery boy.
Sarah was dying to tell the girls about her hot sex with her young son Randy, and what a super-stud he was turning out to be, but she couldn't. She had to keep her mouth quiet, keep the secret to herself. That was the only way it could last ... and boy, did she ever want it to last.
Sarah was always home when Randy got in from school around three in the afternoon. They got into quite a nice little routine. He would come in, shower, and head straight for her bedroom.
Sarah would have already cleaned up, powdered and perfumed herself, and slipped into something sexy to turn her young handsome virile son on.
They would make passionate love until five or six, get up and make some dinner, and then return to bed for the rest of the evening. When Randy's cock got tired, Sarah would demand that he stop fucking her. She would usually help him with his homework, or they would just chat, until once again their passions took over their souls and they Would have to return to their illicit fucking endeavors.
One day Sarah decided that she wanted to play a little game of S&M with her son. She had never gotten into anything along these lines before, but decided that it was time to try something really far-out, something unique, something that Randy would not be suspecting.
She didn't want her son to ever tire of her, or get bored. She wanted to keep him constantly excited, constantly ready and willing to fuck her with that beautiful boy cock of his.
Sarah made a trip into the city, fifty miles away, and purchased some leather clothing, not only for herself, but also for Randy.
She got everything ready and waited for him to come home.
She stretched out on the bed in her own leather garments around three o'clock and waited for him to come into her room as he usually did.
She was wearing a pair of skin-tight black leather panties, that had a hole right in the middle of her crotch, exposing her pussy hole completely. It would make it easy for Randy to ram his cock right up into her, and that was the whole purpose.
She didn't want to have to waste any time undressing once she got him worked up. She wanted to get right down to the nitty gritty of fucking, and knew that Randy would feel the same way once he saw her.
Up top Sarah was wearing an extremely brief leather bra. It was also shiny black, made of a thin material, and fit her like a second skin.
She had taken some of her own saliva, spit it out on her fingertips, and rubbed it all over the leather so that it shined like a polished leather boot.
She had bought a couple of whips and paddles, in case Randy had really gotten into the S&M game and had wanted to go wild with lustful endeavors.
She was well prepared to put up with his vengeance if it became savage. Sarah was always willing to explore new avenues of sexual depravity, as long as it was with her beautiful son.
Sarah had given up the thought and desire to delve into a sexual relationship with anyone other than her son. She was approached constantly when she went shopping downtown, especially since all the available bachelors, and even the married men realized that she was available now, separated from her husband Ralph.
Sarah turned them all away, however, telling them that she wasn't interested. All she wanted to do was to make love with her beautiful fourteen-year-old son Randy. That was all that mattered to her, all that mattered in the whole damn world!
She spread out on the bed, and placed the whip and one of the paddles at the foot. She knew she would shock the hell out of him when he came into the room. Usually she was in panties and bra, but not leather, and not in such a suggestive position of sexual aggression.
She heard the front door open and Randy start walking up down the hall toward her room.
"Mom? Are you in there?"
She didn't answer him.
"Mom, are you-"
He stopped dead in his tracks when he pushed open the bedroom door and saw his beautiful mother spread out in the leather gear on the bed, just waiting to be dominated, or just waiting to dominate him.
Randy was shocked, but nevertheless his cock jumped to full erection immediately.
"Put these on," Sarah said, and quickly tossed him a pair of very brief black-leather pants. They were almost like a leather jock strap. Like her own panties, they had a hole right in the middle where Randy's healthy little boy cock could stick out, and therefore easily fuck her and fuck her good. Sarah had thought of everything.
She had been a little embarrassed buying all of these things, but thinking of the level of eroticism that the garments might create between her and her always ready to fuck son, she thought it was worth the momentary discomfort.
Randy didn't question his mother. He had long since learned that whatever she did he would like. She tried all kinds of different things, and even though some of the positions or tactics seemed weird at first, once he relaxed and got involved with her sexual suggestions, he always found himself brought to glorious cum-exploding orgasms.
Randy undressed quickly.
Sarah gasped when she saw that already his boy cock was jutting out from his body, stiff and ready to fuck her. he slipped into the leather underpants with a little difficulty, as she had deliberately bought them a size too small so they would be extremely tight on his healthy and virile young body.
"Stick that cock through the hole," Sarah panted, as she began to squirm about on the bed.
Randy did as he was told. His cock was roaring hard, and it took a little maneuvering, but soon he had forced his prick through the hole.
He was standing there, his muscles bulging on his young but athletic frame, and his boy cock jutting out in front of him surrounded by the leather material of the underpants.
Sarah couldn't believe how sexy he looked. She had thought of this moment and what he would look like as she was purchasing the garments, but it was even more erotic than she had anticipated.
"You look beautiful, darling," she said softly. "Now come over here and lick my tits."
It was an order, an order in a certain tone that Randy had not heard her use before. He saw the whips and paddles at the foot of the bed, and knew what his mother was up to. She was going to play leather mistress, and maybe beat him into submission. On one hand he was a little scared, but on the other he could hardly wait. He knew that his mother wouldn't really hurt him, any more than he wanted to, that was, and he was confident that she would make him reach one hell of a roaring orgasm ... leather or no leather!
Randy jumped on the bed and did as he was told.
He leaned forward and began kissing the leather-encased tits. The thin black leather excited him and made him attack his mother's tits more energetically and passionately than he had ever done before.
Almost from the moment he crawled on the bed, Sarah realized that she had done the right thing by purchasing the sexy garments. It was the little bit of excitement that they needed to turn an already stimulating affair into an outrageous parlay of sexual bliss.
Randy was all over her. He rubbed his cock up and down against her leather-encased crotch. She could feel his bare cock against her bare pussy hole.
"Shove it into me, shove your cock into my cunt," Sarah screamed.
She got so excited so quickly she wasn't even going to wait for their usual hour of foreplay. They liked to really get each other hot before they actually started fucking, but this afternoon Sarah's passions had reached their peak almost upon contact with her sexy hot stud.
She realized that the leather garments were giving her extra added excitement.
Randy did as he was told.
He knew that his mother was in charge today, and he better do as she instructed or she would punish him. As if she was reading his mind, she picked up the big wooden paddle at the side of the bed and raised it high over the boy's ass.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Sarah screamed, but before the boy had a chance to guide his little boy cock into her openly splayed and ready cunt hole, she let him have it hard right on the ass with the paddle.
The wood slapped the leather-encased ass of her son hard and he screamed out.
"Yeeoohhh," he yelled, as he felt the paddle biting into his ass cheeks. What surprised the young boy, was that the stinging sensation quickly turned to pleasure, and he wanted her to do it again. He was deliberately kept from entering her in hopes that she would hit him again.
His wish was quickly answered.
"Fuck me, fuck me, I said, fuck me," Sarah screamed like a mad woman, bringing the paddle down harder and harder on the boy's ass.
Still he kept from fucking her.
Now Sarah realized that he was doing it intentionally so that she would spank him.
Sarah knew she had the makings of one hell of a hot little stud on her hands, in her beautiful, beautiful son. She loved him so much, more than life itself. She knew that they would share all the many aspects of erotic love-making ... together!
"Fuck me, fuck me you slave," she yelled.
Randy knew that he better not push his luck too much. Besides, his own cock and balls were aching, loaded with cum, and dying to shoot their load.
He wanted to plow into her, and just couldn't wait any longer to do it.
"Yes, I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you, Mom, I'll fuck you," he screamed out at the top of his lungs.
He reached down and guided his little stiff boy cock right up into the hole in the middle of his mother's leather panties, driving up into her cunt as savagely as he could.
Sarah felt the boy's cock slicking up between her pussy lips, spreading them, and diving into the bulls eye of her passion.
The boy cock tickled her clitty and made the juices from her womanly orifice ooze out, covering his cock, and making it nice and moist for him to slip and slide inside her.
Randy felt the heat of his mother's passions rising as her cunt lips engulfed his cock, squeezing the sides of his shaft, forcing the cum to boil in his balls and prepare to shoot out of his piss slit at the top of his bulging and shaking cock head.
Randy was sweating like a big fat pig now, and his muscular chest rubbed sensuously back and forth across his mother's leather tits.
Her huge knockers felt good, especially under the thin layer of sexy black leather. Randy knew his mother really had a natural feeling for sensuality. She seemed to know just what to do to turn him on, to drive him out of his fucking mind, and to give him the most earth-shattering orgasm imaginable.
Randy continued to fuck her for all he was worth. He was plowing in and out of her cunt hole faster and harder than he had ever done before, so fast and furious, as a matter-of-fact, that he didn't even hear the apartment door open.
Randy had been so eager to get into bed with his mother for his afternoon fuck that he had unintentionally forgotten to lock the door.
Sarah was screaming and writhing about on the bed so much she didn't hear anyone come in either. Of course, the sound of the big paddle spanking Randy's round firm buttocks was helping to drown out the approaching footsteps as well.
Betty and Ralph had decided to come and ask Sarah and Randy if they would like to come down and have dinner with them. The family hadn't really gotten together as a group since the separation, and Ralph had decided that they should at least be friends, for the children's sake, if nothing else.
Of course Ralph had sworn Betty to secrecy about their intimate relations, just as Sarah had done with Randy.
Both Ralph and Sarah thought that their depravity was a secret from one another, and they were enjoying themselves while the other was having a boring time.
They were both about to find out differently!
"What's that?" Betty had whispered as she approached the door of her mother and brother's apartment.
"I don't know. Wait, no, don't know. See if it's open."
It was.
"Should we just go in on them?" Betty said.
Ralph listened carefully at the door. He could hear the sounds of sex coming from the bedroom. He was sure that his wife had some man in there and was fucking the daylights out of him.
He knew that he should just walk away. After all, she was living by herself now, and was certainly entitled to fuck whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted, and however she wanted. It was really none of his damn business. Just the same, he couldn't resist the opportunity to embarrass her, to surprise her, and to get a good laugh on her. He wanted to see the look on her face when he walked in on her and some strange man fucking and sucking, or whatever it was that they were doing.
Ralph Prentiss had no idea what he was going to walk in on!
They walked through the living room quietly.
Betty had insisted on coming along. She was eager to catch her mother in a compromising position also. She wanted to have a good joke on her and her lover, whoever he might be.
The bedroom door was ajar, and Ralph burst into the room, pushing the door far apart.
Randy was just about to reach his orgasm as he heard his mother scream.
Sarah looked up and saw her husband and her daughter staring at them, mouths open in shock, a look of total surprise on their beat-red faces.
Sarah didn't know what to do.
Randy turned around and saw them and quickly pulled out of his mother.
"What the hell are you doing here, you bastard," Sarah screamed at her husband.
"Hey, hey, don't get excited, love," Ralph said.
He suddenly realized that his wife was just doing what he had been doing for the last month with his daughter. There was nothing to get upset about, in fact, if they sat down and talked this whole thing over, there might be a way for all of them to live together again, only this time sleeping with the right partners.
That's just what happened!
After the initial shock of being interrupted in the middle of an orgasm had passed, Ralph and Betty crawled on the bed with Sarah and Randy, and all four of them got into a wild and violent foursome.
They came and came, and then came and came some more. After it was all over, the four of them went out for a nice dinner together to talk over the plan that Ralph had.
After not too much persuasion, Randy and Sarah decided that they would have fun living with Ralph and Betty again, just as long as they could keep fucking.
They all agreed that once a week, just to keep the family ties strong, they would have a family orgy night, and everyone would fuck everyone.
Even Ralph and Sarah got it on together again, more passionately than ever before.
The family had come together once again, and sex had been the key to their reunion.
