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 STAYING VIRGIN

   Turning nineteen was Angel Carter's dream come true.  It meant she was
old enough to leave her abusive father and whoring mother.  She had every
intention of running as far and as fast as she possibly could.  Several
years earlier her grandparents had died, leaving her well off as soon as
she reached the age of nineteen, a fact her parents rarely let her forget,
especially her father whose parents they had been.  They had left him with
almost nothing, knowing he would likely just drink his way through their
savings.  With the money she had coming, Angel was now ready to strike out
on her own.

   Four years earlier Angel had come home early from school to hear strange
sounds coming from her parent's bedroom, and what sounded like pleading
from her mother.  Frightened though she was, Angel crept to the door of the
room and peeked in.  Lying on the bed with her long beautiful legs wrapped
around the back of a stranger was Angel's beloved mother.  Standing just a
few inches away from her mother's head was another stranger, his huge erect
cock just grazing the older woman's moist red lips.  His was the voice
Angel had heard when she first appeared at the door.  Again he spoke,
huskily, but not harshly, "Are you sure you want this, Crystal?"

   "Yes, damn it, all of it!  Shove it down my throat, make your balls
tickle my nose." she sighed.

   The stranger who had been rubbing his massive cock gently over Crystal's
soft lips, watched as the lips parted and her tender pink tongue licked the
sensitive underside of his engorged organ.  Slowly she licked the shaft of
the cock leaving a shiny wet trail behind, working her way to his huge
balls.  A low moan escaped from her throat as she gently licked them and
then sucked one into her beautiful mouth, gently biting it, teasing it with
her tongue, releasing it and sucking in the other while her fingers stroked
the throbbing cock as it bounced on her chin.

   From her vantage point, Angel watched in awe as the already massive
organ seemed to get even larger.  Strange sensations stirred inside her
young body that she had only felt in her mind by imagining.  Now she saw
what it took to produce the satisfaction she only dreamed of.  Without
thinking, her soft hand crept beneath the mini-skirt she wore and into the
pink lace panties.  Two fingers parted the wet lips of her precious
treasure and began to stroke the soft bud inside sending waves of pleasure
through her trembling body.  Her mother too was feeling that pleasure, plus
another.  She could feel the sack she was sucking on slowly fill with hot
sticky cum which soon would be shooting into her sex hungry mouth and down
her burning throat.  "Not yet, Crys," she told herself, "save it for a
while, it'll taste so good." She released the prize from her mouth and
nipped gently at the cock until the massive head was once again was at her
lips.  Crystal licked off a droplet that had formed at the tip, savored the
taste of it for a moment, and whispered, "Now, please!" She took hold of
the saliva wetted sack of balls, pulling the man's huge cock into her
tender, hungry mouth, sucking at the head, probing the tip with her pink
tongue, nipping at it with her teeth.  She loved the feel of it's silky
softness inside her mouth, the way it throbbed and jerked as she sucked
him. Loved the feel of his hands as they cradled her head, forcing himself
further into her body.  The musky smell of his sweating body only added to
the heat in her own, further driving the second man who had slid down her
smooth body, and covered her blond covered mound with his mouth.  He busily
licked and sucked at her treasure box, while he stroked her long shapely
legs.

   Crystal gently pulled back and forth on the first man's scrotum, setting
up a rhythm that pleased her, his tool driving deeply into her tender
throat.  She released her hold on him and then reached around him, grasping
his ass cheeks, forcing him still deeper into her waiting, hungry throat,
wishing she were able to take his soft ball sack into her mouth as well. 
As she pulled as his ass cheeks, her finger probed between the twin globes,
searching, and finally discovering the tiny puckered anus.  She poked and
prodded at the little opening, relaxing it until she could enter him until
on one outstroke of his cock from her mouth, she pushed the finger as far
into him as she could, driving his cock deep into her sucking throat, his
balls slapping her nose.  The man groaned loudly in ecstasy and began to
fuck her tender mouth faster and harder, lifting one leg onto the bed to
allow her better penetration of his gripping anus, and himself the deepest
penetration of her beautiful mouth.  She could feel his impending climax,
wanted it, needed it for her own release.  The second man too could feel
her coming orgasm, and crawled back on top of her.  She drew her legs up as
high as she could, presenting her lover with a delightful choice, a choice
however that she was prepared to make for him.  As he attempted to enter
her blond rimmed pussy, she suddenly grasped his massive tool and deftly
guided the tip to her well lubricated anus.  Only too glad to accommodate
the woman's wishes, he held her legs high, and thrust his hips forward,
entering her roughly.  A muffled groan escaped her throat as he entered
her. Giving her time to become accustomed to his huge girth, he slowed his
thrust, not wanting to cause her unnecessary pain.  He wished only to give
her as much pleasure as he was getting.  Too much pain and she wouldn't
want to do this ever again.

   As the tempo of his thrusting cock increased, almost splitting open her
soft, tight ass cheeks, Crystal could feel the heat building up in her
sweet cunt.  She reached down and spread apart the blond rimmed lips and
immediately sank four fingers deep into the warm, moist slit, furiously
stroking her erected clit with her thumb.  As her passion mounted, she sank
her entire hand into her overheated slit.

   Watching, but not believing what she was seeing, Angel attempted to
imitate the fist fucking her mother was giving herself.  The most she was
able to jam into her virginal cunt was two tiny fingers, and even then she
stopped at her thin hymen.  Even in her lust induced state her mind was
telling her, "not yet".

   Oblivious of her daughter's imitation, Crystal could feel the climax
welling up inside her and knew that both of her lovers were at the same
point of passion.  She increased the tempo of her pistoning hips, and took
the cock in her mouth as far into her throat as it would go, sucking for
all she was worth.  The man at her head thrust forward as he climaxed, his
sticky semen gushing down the hungry blonde's throat.  With the finger
still driven deep into her lover's anus, Crystal pulled back on him,
wanting to taste his cum.  She loved the feel of it gushing down her
throat, but she needed to taste it, loved the taste of it.  Feeling the
insistent pressure on his hips, he pulled out of her throat, squirting most
of his copious load into her waiting mouth.  Withdrawing completely from
her mouth, he squirted the last of his thick fluid onto her beautiful face
and into her hair.  She licked the last drop of his semen off of the
rapidly deflating cock before releasing her death grip on his anus.  He
slumped to the bed, spent and happy.

   The second man's orgasm began as the first finished ejaculating onto her
face.  She could feel the telltale swell of his throbbing cock deep in her
ravaged ass, could feel the cum exploding deep in her warm softness.  She
had taken all but two fingers out of her swollen cunt and was furiously
fingering her hard clit.  Wave after wave of orgasm wracked the lithe body,
added to by the huge ejaculating cock in her tender ass.  As his rod began
to shrink and she allowed him to remove it from her cum bathed rectum,
Crystal sighed the sigh of a well satisfied woman.

   Angel too sighed the sigh of a well climaxed woman before silently
leaving the bedroom door.  Her tiny clit having been teased to orgasm, not
for the first time in her unhappy life.  Very confused by the sights she
had seen, still aroused by the pictures in her head, but very angry with
her beloved mother, she made her way to the back door of their small house.
Once she got to the street, she wasn't quite sure what to do or where to
go. She knew that to wait for her father to come home from work wouldn't be
a good idea either.  It was a Friday night, and for him that meant a trip
to "Lucky's Tavern" where he would spend hours drinking up half of his
weekly pay.  Her father had become an increasingly mean drunk, and if he
should find out what his beautiful wife had been up to that afternoon, the
beating he would inflict on her would surely kill her.  The beatings had
become more and more frequent lately and had begun to include Angel.  He
threatened to kill them both should the authorities become involved in any
way, and Crystal believed him.  She had endured these Friday night
escapades of panic and pain for years.  Usually they were infrequent, maybe
once a month, but lately they were weekly, and it was getting worse. 
Sometimes Angel watched in fear through the crack in the bedroom door, but
when it got too violent she only listened, trembling under the covers on
her bed.  It was then that she learned to hate her father, wanting him to
just go away forever, maybe to die.  All of those horrible sights and
sounds came rushing back to her as she wandered aimlessly down the street
in a daze of fear and latent lust.

   She finally ended up at Victoria's house, more out of habit than intent,
and knocked quietly at the door.  Angel and Vicki had been inseparable
friends since before either of them could remember.  They told each other
everything, there were no secrets between them, and today would be no
different.  Today though, they would learn more about each other than they
had ever known before.

   Vicky appeared at the door in a black mini-dress and calf high boots,
her long red hair flowing past her shoulders, beautiful green eyes
shinning.

   "My god Angel, you look awful, what's going on?  Did your old man come
home early and start on you first this time?" asked her friend.

   "Not that," Angel stammered, a glazed look in her eyes, "my mom...can't
believe it...two strangers...I..."

   Vicki grabbed her friend's shoulders, suddenly afraid, thinking that
some unspeakable, dreadful, violent act had been done to Angel's mother.

   "Come in quickly, we'll call the police.  They'll catch 'em.  We'll make
sure they pay for whatever they did to your mom," she said tenderly.

   "No, you don't understand, it's not like that at all," Angel said,
breaking away from her friend's grip, "it's not what you think.  I have to
talk to you in private."

   Vicki put her arm around her friend's tiny waist and led her through the
kitchen where she grabbed the keys to the upstairs garage apartment.  The
furnished apartment had been vacant for several weeks and Angel had often
wished she could afford to live there herself.  Both girls sat on the edge
of the sofa-bed, which had been pulled out for show.  Angel started crying
softly, mumbling strange words, barely audible to Vicki.

   "My own mother...whore...two at once...huge cocks...slut looked like she
enjoyed every inch of it...mouth...ass...can't believe it...and she's
worried I'm not a virgin.  WHORE!" she shouted, and began to sob
uncontrollably.

   Vicki put her arms around her friend to comfort her, and kissed her
cheek softly as she stroked the thick blond hair.  The effect on Angel was
surprising, and explosive.  She threw her arms around her friend and kissed
her lips, holding the kiss long and passionately, tasting Vicki's lips with
her soft tongue until the lips parted and their tongues met, their legs and
bodies intertwining.  Feeling the raging need in her best friend, Vicki
returned the kiss, and began to stroke Angel's legs, working her way up to
the full breasts.  She fondled the breasts through the thin blouse and
lacey bra, feeling her friend's nipples harden with her tender touch. 
Angel leaned forward, encouraging her friend, letting her know she wanted
this, wanted more.  Tugging furiously at her short skirt until it was
finally up around her waist, she pulled the lace panties down and put
Vicki's soft hand onto her wet, blond mound.  Angel was still whimpering
softly as she began telling Vicki what she had seen her beloved mother
doing, in graphic detail.  The more Angel talked, the hotter Vicki got,
until as if by some unspoken signal, both girls stood together and began to
undress each other, all the while looking deeply into each other's eyes. 
When they were both naked they slowly embraced again and kissed, hands
touching and probing sensitive areas.  Gently, Vicki laid her friend back
down on the bed and began to trace kisses up her legs until she reached the
virginal cunt lips.  She parted the moist lips with her pink tongue,
listening as Angel suddenly drew in her breath through half closed lips. 
Thrusting her hips forward, she pulled her friend's head between her warm
thighs, the tip of Vicki's tongue teasing the tiny hard clitoris as Angel
moaned softly and stroked the red hair nestled between her legs.

   "Please Vic, let me do it to you.  It feels so very, very good," moaned
Angel, and her friend obliged by placing herself in the classic sixty-nine
position and then promptly returned to her friend's tasty mound.  Angel
stroked Vicki's ass cheeks fondly, enjoying the softness, the smoothness of
them as she looked hungrily at the moistened red treasure just above her
waiting tongue.  She blew a jet of air between the slightly opened vaginal
lips onto her friend's sensitive clit, feeling the tender body above her
tremble and quiver with pleasure.  She then pulled down the twin globes of
her best friend's beautifully rounded ass, forcing the tender cunt onto her
waiting mouth.  Her tongue mimicked her friend's as it teased the pleasure
bud above her, licking so softly at the hardened clit, tracing the very
base of the tiny mound with the pink tip, and then driving suddenly deep
into the overheated vagina.  Vicki gave a tiny cry and then drove her hips
down, smothering her friend's face with her moist love nest while Angel
drove her tongue deeper into the soft warmth, almost deflowering her
friend. As her pleasure increased, Vicki tried to do the same to Angel,
each girl trying to out-do the other.  Remembering what she had seen her
mother do just scant minutes before, she used her finger to tease Vicki's
tight little anus.  With her passion rising quickly, Vicki had never before
felt such a fantastic sensation.  She gave a short squeal of delight and
lust, and then thrust her hips upwards hoping to get the probing little
finger into her body.  Angel, surprised herself with the effect she was
having on the pretty red-head, and so obliged her by slowly inserting her
finger deep into the waiting, warm anus of her friend.  She began to slowly
finger fuck her friend's pretty ass as she continued to lick the hard
nubbin of her clitoris.  Vicki groaned once, then twice, then immediately
climaxed, hard and loudly.  As the waves of orgasm flowed over her virginal
body, she searched for and then found the wet little anus below her sucking
mouth, returning the pleasure that Angel was giving her.  Feeling her
friend shudder through orgasm after orgasm, Angel too began to climax,
sucking harder on the flaming red cunt, sending Vicki over the edge again,
both girls feeding each other's climaxes until they both sank to the bed,
exhausted, red-faced, satisfied and happy.  They talked about what had
happened between them for quite a long time, both realizing that their
friendship would never be the same.  They had become far more than best
friends, they were lovers as well.  Now nothing could ever be secret
between them.

   From then on they were frequent lovers.  Their love making matured with
them as they tried varying positions, made up little stories leading to
enthusiastic sex, found sex toys of varying kinds to use on each other. 
They dated boys and even went steady with a couple of them, but through it
all still remained lovers.  At school no one suspected anything was going
on between them.  From that first fateful day they began to dress more and
more provocatively.  The already short skirts got shorter, the blouses and
sweaters tighter.  They went so far that the school authorities had to step
in and remind them both of the dress code.  The next day Angel wore a white
see through blouse and tiny black bra that barely covered her generous
breasts.  Before making the trip from one class room to the other she hiked
her short skirt even higher until her pert bottom was barely covered. 
Vicki did the same.  No one caught on that they were both doing it, no one
turned them in.  Everyone noticed.  The boys loved it.  That night while
doing "homework", the two recounted the looks they got from all the best
looking guys, and girls.  They dressed for each other, each trying to out
do the other.  They were amazed at the effect they had on the boys who
liked what they saw and wanted what they saw.  They soon gained the
reputation as teases since no matter how sexily they dressed, neither of
them was willing to give up their virginity to any of the boys eager to
date them.  Of course what the boys didn't know was that the two girls were
only virgins in the most technical of terms since they both knew and had
experienced more and varied sex than some adults twice their age, and had
had more orgasms than many newly-wed brides.  Still, they considered
themselves virgins and planned to keep it that way until they were at least
nineteen.  They planned to give themselves up together on the night Angel
turned nineteen since she was the youngest by a month and a half.

   The night of the senior prom came.  The night when traditionally,
anything goes in high-school.  Alcohol, sex, drugs, whatever.  Both girls
had the expected dates.  Angel had been dating Don, the handsome, dark
haired football captain for the past year and a half.  They were serious
enough that most of their classmates expected them to marry, or at least
live together very soon after graduation.  Vicki had been dating Sam for
only a few months, but their relationship had turned serious as well. 
Every time Sam and Vicki dated he tried his best to convince her to have
sex with him.  To his great frustration, his pleadings fell on deaf ears.
Don had learned early that Angel was not going to give herself up until she
was ready, but it was clear to him that when she did, he would be the one
to have her.  He respected her wishes.  Lately, he had taken to wearing a
condom on their dates.  Angel had decided one night to give him the release
he so desperately needed, and stroked his huge erection through his pants.
He had to hide the sticky mess that wet the front of his pants when he got
home that night and vowed not to let that happen again.

   At the prom, someone had successfully spiked an obscure bowl of punch
which had been discreetly placed in an out of the way corner of the gym. 
As soon as Sam discovered it he fed as much of the brew to Vicki in as
short a time as he could, hoping to get her drunk enough so she would let
him fuck her.  Soon the pretty red-head's attitude and demeanor changed. 
She began to get romantic.  It was Sam's signal to act before she got sober
enough to reject him again.  He put his arm around his girlfriend and led
her gently out into the darkest corner of the schoolyard.  There on a dimly
lit stairway at a seldom used door, Sam made his desperate move.  He
slipped his arm around her waist, pulled her close to him and kissed her
sweet lips hard, slipping his tongue deep into her mouth.  She returned the
kiss readily, sucking on his tongue, moaning softly as he pulled her hips
closer to his, grinding into her.  Slowly, from behind, he began to raise
her short dress above her waist feeling her warm ass cheeks under the thin
lace bikini panties.  Vicki reached behind her and stroked his hand, urging
him on, loving the feeling it was giving her, and loving the feeling of
power she knew she had over him.  She held his hands, guiding them over and
then into the waist band of her powder blue panties, pulling them down over
her hips.  His hands stroked her naked mounds, fingers tracing the crevice
between them, exploring her hips, moving toward the front of her to touch
the prize between her shapely legs.  An instant before his finger entered
her vagina, she put her hands onto his shoulders and gently pushed him to
his knees.  He carried her panties down to her ankles.  Vicki deftly
stepped out of the dainty fabric and roughly pulled her inexperienced
lover's head into her overheated thighs.  Spreading her legs, she whispered
encouragement to him; "Lick my cunt darling, suck it, make me cum." Eager
to obey her demands, Sam licked at the prize he had waited so long for. 
Vicki purred and rubbed her burning pussy into his willing mouth.  Gently
she directed his actions, telling him what she needed, teaching her young
lover the finer points of oral sex with a woman.

   "Gently, lover...now faster...yes, there, there...oh yes, more!" She
urged him on, stroking his head as he serviced her needs, grinding her hips
into his face as his tongue sank deep into her wet channel.  She raised her
leg, hooking a high heeled foot onto the steel railing.  With her luscious
cunt now wide open, Sam renewed his tongue attack.  Stroking her smooth
legs he became oblivious to everything but her.  The musky scent of her
body inflamed him, the feel of her soft firm ass and legs drove him to the
brink of ecstasy.  Again she grasped one of his hands and guided it to her
quivering ass cheek.

   "Put your finger inside, Sam," she said.  "It feels so good that way." A
little unsure at first, he probed haltingly at the little tight hole.  She
made little animal sounds meant to urge him on, putting him at ease with
her commands.  Eagerly now, he worked his finger slowly into her pulsing
rectum, beginning a steady fucking motion as his tongue probed deeper into
her moist love nest.  Tenderly he teased her hardened clit the way she had
taught him, sending the hot red flashes of lust through her now sweating
body.  Instinctively Sam could sense her on-coming orgasm, and with his
free hand began to fumble at the zipper of his tight pants, hoping to free
his aching cock in time to bury it into her lithe body before she climaxed.
Almost without further warning Vicki climaxed, pulling viciously at her
lover's head and wriggling down on his ass splitting finger, she moaned
loudly as she climaxed again and again.  Sam moaned as well, knowing he was
too late, but hoping she would take pity on him anyway and give him the
release she so desperately needed.  As her orgasms subsided she caught her
breath and helped her boyfriend to his feet, his finger still buried deep
in her throbbing rectum.  Gently taking his face into her hands, she
whispered into his ear, "My love, you're going to have to take that
beautiful finger out of my ass before I suck you off." She sighed deeply as
he reluctantly and slowly slid his finger out of her warm, tight anus. 
Immediately Vicki fell to her knees and began to unfasten his pants.  As
she worked at the belt and zipper, Sam tugged at the top of her strapless
dress exposing the firm round breasts.  Stroking them gently, feeling the
pert nipples harden, felt the firm softness of them.  Sam's thoughts
returned to the sweet virginal pussy he had been forced to leave.  His
stiffened cock ached to be inside the warmth of her beautiful body.  He
tried to sit back on the cold concrete landing hoping to get her to sit on
his tool and end the aching need in his loins.  Immediately Vicki knew what
he was trying to do and backed away slightly from him.

   "No Sam!" she said sharply.  "I'm staying a virgin until I'm ready to
give it up, and I'm sure as hell not giving it up on a back step of the
school yard!"

   Sam could hardly believe his ears, "Virgin?  This is no fuckin' virgin.
She's half naked, and pulling my pants off, what the hell does she expect?"
He had to wonder how she expected him to believe she was a virgin.  As
though reading his mind, Vicki leaned forward again and softly looking into
his eyes said, "Even though I'm still virgin, it doesn't mean I can't do
this." She then took his rigid throbbing tool in her warm hand and with a
preemptory lick at the head, sucked it into her sensuous mouth.  Sam's
hands tangled in her thick dark red hair pulling and pushing on the
beautiful head, fucking the hungry mouth as if it were the moist love nest
he had wanted so badly.  Deeper and deeper he drove into her tender mouth,
not caring or even thinking about what he might be doing to her.  Vicki was
up to the challenge, taking his rod deep into her throat.  She had gagged
once or twice on his cock, and resisted his efforts to deflower her throat.
Then it became a challenge to her womanhood.  She had heard of other women
who could do it and decided she could too.  And then she did.  All of him
disappeared into her tender mouth.  Sam slowed his driving in order to
watch his cock slide out of sight into his girlfriend's head. 
Instinctively, knowing that he would climax soon, Vicki reached between her
own legs and began to furiously tease her burning clitoris, first with one
finger, and then with two, harder and faster as she felt him reaching his
limits of restraint.  He tried to hold back, savoring the feelings of her
sucking mouth on his pole.  She squeezed his balls gently, fondling them
lovingly as she felt his sac fill with sticky fluid.  Still he held back.
She took more control then, licking at the sensitive area under the tip of
his cock, flicking at the tiny opening with her tongue, then kissing and
sucking her way down the shaft to his rapidly filling ball sac.  She sucked
on one ball, then the other, and finally both disappeared into her loving
mouth.  As she licked at them she stroked his shaft with her fingers,
lightly, feeling the veins throb with blood from his rapidly pumping heart.
Once again her tender lips closed around the head of his cock, sucking him
into her young mouth as he groaned with immense pleasure.  Increasing her
tempo, she reached behind him and deftly teased his little hole into
accepting her finger, just as he had done to her earlier.  Two strokes into
his willing anus and Vicki felt her young lover stiffen as the waves of
climax flowed over his body.  She smiled with pleasure and satisfaction as
he ejaculated deep into her hungry mouth.  She savored the taste of it, the
feel of it's texture, a she ran her tongue around the head of his exploding
tool.  Moaning again and again, Sam pulled her head roughly into his hips
driving the squirting cock deeper into her throat until the pulsing
stopped. Hungrily she continued to suck his now deflating rod.  She looked
beseechingly into his eyes, sucked him fully into her mouth and swallowed
his load in one gulp.  Her eyes sparkling, Vicki finally allowed his not
quite limp member it's freedom from the pleasant captivity of her warm
mouth.  With her eyes still on his, she rose slowly to her feet.

   "I'm sorry if that wasn't satisfying enough for you," she said
mockingly, "but it'll just have to do for now." He took her warm beautiful
face in his hands, pulled her close to him and kissed her long and deeply.

   "That was the most fantastic thing that's ever happened to me Vick.  It
was beautiful.  It was more than I ever hoped for," he said softly into her
ear.  "I think I love you."

   "Of course you do, you ninny," she teased.  "I'm beautiful, and I suck a
mean cock.  What's not to love?"

   He smiled at her, stroked her face again and helped her get dressed
before they rejoined the prom, arm-in-arm.

   The prom dance had proven to be an erotic time for Angel and Don as
well. Since the four of them were such close friends, Don knew about the
punch bowl as well, and his plans for Angel were about the same as Sam's
had been for Vicki.  While their other friends looked for them in the gym,
Don and Angel were very busy in the back seat of Don's pristine '64
Cadillac.

   The band had eased into some slow dance music, and Angel had eased into
a mellow alcohol induced state of horniness.  Don began to dance very close
to the blond haired beauty in his arms, and occasionally, when he was sure
no one else was watching, let his hands fall to the firm round buttocks and
pull her hips tightly into his.  He ground himself into her, his steel hard
cock pressing against her abdomen.  She got the message of his lust for her
and rubbed her flat hard stomach against his groin.  Slowly they moved to a
far wall of the gym, to a more hidden place, where Angel unfastened his fly
and freed Don's massive cock from the confines of his pants and began to
gently stroke it.  She felt the beast throb in her small hand and wondered,
lustfully, if all nine inches of it would fit down her throat before she
choked.  Still masturbating him, she looked around carefully to make sure
no one was noticing them.  Sure that no one was, she again turned her back
to the crowd, squatted down and quickly sucked the monster into her tender
mouth.  She had moved so quickly and deftly that Don didn't realize what
was happening until he felt his cock slide down her hungry throat.  One
hard suck was all the pretty blond wanted, just to see if she could do it.
Once she found she could accomplish the feat, she didn't want to stop.  It
felt good, soft and smooth, yet hard, throbbing forcefully in her virgin
throat.  Sucking hard on him, her head bobbed again and again taking his
huge pole deep into her mouth.  Don panicked for a few seconds until he saw
that no one was paying the slightest attention to them.

   "Not here Angel, let's go to my car," he whispered into her ear when she
had straightened up and once again began to stroke his now wet pole. 
smiled innocently at him as, with some difficulty, she returned his
straining cock to his pants.

   "Then let's do it lover," she whispered seductively.  "I want to see if
that thing fits into another place too." Suddenly she turned her back to
him and bending slightly, pulled his hips into her tight ass, wriggling
herself against him, his huge erection nestled between her firm ass cheeks.
It took all of his will power to keep from pulling up her tiny mini dress
and jamming all nine inches of his rod into her right there on the dance
floor.  He could hardly believe what was happening since in all the time
they had been dating Angel had never let him get very far sexually.  Of
course there had always been the hints of a sexual fire in her, it had been
the thing that had kept him with her, but whenever he began to get too
amorous she would stop him with a firm, "No, not yet." She hadn't been
harsh with him at those times but her tone was firm and left nothing for
mistake.  She knew what she was doing to him, felt his throbbing erection,
but refused to relieve his need.  He seemed to know that sooner or later
they would make love together, but it was going to be on her terms and when
she was ready, and he was not going to force her.  He never guessed how
sexually active she really was with Vicki, no one did, but tonight Angel
would put that experience to work for the first time on the boy she cared
so much for.

   The couple dragged each other out a side door before anyone noticed that
they were gone.  By the time they reached the Cadillac parked in the
darkest corner of the lot, Don had managed to rid himself of his jacket,
tie and shirt, revealing the well muscled chest and arms of a football
captain.  As he fumbled for the keys to the pearl white Caddy, Angel
unzipped her dress and let it drop to the pavement at her feet.  She then
removed her filmy panties and handed them to her young lover and defiantly
spread her legs as she leaned back against the cool metal of the car.

   "Any time you're ready, lover boy," she said teasing, taunting him with
her out thrust pelvis.  She grinned as the keys dropped to the ground in
front of her.

   "Shit!" he said in frustration and bent to retrieve them.  Quickly Angel
moved, standing directly over the errant key ring, grabbed Donny's head and
pulled it into her moist crotch.  The keys now quite forgotten, Don grasped
her cool ass cheeks and immediately buried his tongue deep into her pink
slit.  Again she leaned back against the cool metal of the big Caddy and
spread her legs wider as his tongue sought the warm softness of her tight
cunt.  Her gentle directions put his hungry tongue at her burning clitoris
and as he licked gently and sucked at the nerve center of her sexuality she
experienced her first male induced orgasm.  It came suddenly, much more
quickly than it usually did with Vicki, unless they were very horny. 
Angel's fist came up to her mouth as she climaxed, and she bit her fingers
to keep from crying out and getting caught.  "Vicki!" she cried out through
her teeth, exclaiming her friend's name more through habit than lust.  As
the waves of orgasm flowed over her, she began to cry in little whimpers.
Misreading her tears, Don stopped his ministrations, looked up at her
pretty face and mumbled, "I'm sorry, but this is what you wanted, wasn't
it? Am I hurting you, or what?"

   "Don't stop, please don't stop, it feels so good Donny," she said
through her tears of lust, and pulled his mouth back onto her wet cunt. 
Satisfied that he wasn't making some horrible mistake, Don returned to the
hungry little love nest and continued to lick and suck at the sensitive
little bud hiding inside.  Again and again she climaxed, each one more
powerful than the last, her petite body throbbing and trembling against his
probing tongue.  Still she urged him on, caressing his bobbing head, never
wanting the feelings to end, needing his mouth against her thrusting mound
he made her feel more like a woman than Vicki ever had.

   "Oh Donny," she repeated, "please don't stop my love, it feels so very,
very good!  Oh!  Oh yes, there...there.  More, pleeeese!" And then she
climaxed again, then again, her head thrown back, the golden blond hair
flying in the gentle night breeze.  His legs getting a little tired, Don
began to think that this was a little too one sided.  His huge cock was
demanding it's freedom from the confines of the pants it threatened to
split open, and besides, he thought, the longer they stayed out in the
open, the more likely it was that they would get caught by one of the
school chaperones.  He finally retrieved the keys, and Angel's dress and
then got to his feet.  "Into the car Angel!" was the best he could mutter.
He held the door open as Angel's naked body disappeared into the cavernous
back seat of the big car.  There she pulled off her high-heels as Don
joined her and closed the door, hit the electric lock switch, and began to
fumble with the fastenings of his tuxedo pants.  At length, they and the
rest of his clothing joined Angel's dress in a heap on the front seat. 
Despite the dim light from the street light a half block away, Angel had no
trouble locating her newly found nine inch friend.  She pulled Don to an
upright kneeling position in front of her, holding the precious cock in
both hands and directed it towards her eager mouth.

   "Let's see if I can do that trick again," she murmured, and opening her
sensuous mouth wide, she pulled his hips toward her face and did, indeed,
do the trick again.  Donny leaned forward and braced himself on the car's
window sill as his hips lunged toward Angel's willing mouth.  Eagerly she
sucked the beast into her hungry, lusting throat, feeling the veins throb
on her tongue, feeling her throat muscles pulse as the massive cock jerked.
Slowly she pushed him away from her, licking his shaft from side to side as
it slid out of her, scraping it gently with her pearl white teeth, sucking
the tip as if it were a lolly-pop.  Once again she directed his actions,
urging him into a slow fucking of her beautiful mouth.  Lovingly, Don
stroked her hair and lightly guided her bobbing head into his crotch as she
sucked him.  Instinctively, Angel knew that the same motion for much longer
would cause him to climax much too soon.  She was enjoying this too much to
let that happen, and besides, she had other plans.  On one long, slow out
stroke she pushed him away and began to gently lick the head of his cock ,
running her soft tongue around the tip and sucking just beneath it while
she fondled his huge balls.  Her other hand found it's way to her firm,
ample breasts, she kneaded them rubbing the pert nipples to hardness before
the hand lowered to her sweet, moist canal.  Furiously she teased and
flicked at the pink bud inside her cunt until again she shuddered in
orgasm, swallowing his hardened cock deep into her waiting throat, sucking
at him madly as the waves of pleasure flowed over her body.  Now she was
ready for what she really wanted from him.  Breathlessly, she ordered him
to sit down.  As they exchanged places and she turned her back to him, Don
watched in fascination as his beautiful young lover wetted a finger with
her vaginal lubricating juices, and deftly inserted the finger into her
tight little rectum.  She then opened her tiny purse and extracted a small
plastic bottle filled with a mixture of hand cream and baby oil and applied
some of the gooey mixture to his rigid pole.  She then squirted a small
amount into her rectum.  Smiling sweetly, she returned the bottle to her
purse and tossed it into the front seat.

   "I want it in there," she whispered hoarsely, "I'm ready for you now."

   "Angel, are you absolutely sure you want to do this?"

   "Yes," she replied, "You can do my asshole, but nobody gets my virgin
pussy until I'm ready.  Not even you, my sweet."

   Not one to offer argument about things like that, Don grasped her
beautiful hips and pulled them to his waiting crotch.  Angel felt the tip
of his cock nestle in the crevice of her burning ass cheeks.  Carefully,
she positioned his cock at the little opening and relaxed herself as much
as possible before slowly sitting on the steel hard pole.  Up and down in
little jerks she rode the throbbing beast, getting used to it's girth, each
down-stroke driving it deeper into her soft channel.  Just as Angel's legs
began to tire from holding herself off of him for so long, she felt her ass
cheeks touch his thighs.  She had taken almost all of him into her tender
ass without the pain she had expected.  She rose off of his cock almost to
the tip and then very slowly sat back down, engulfing his entire nine
inches within her lust ravaged body.  For a very long moment they sat quite
still, both in ecstasy.  Don's cock throbbed madly deep in her belly, a
time bomb waiting to explode.  As her legs regained their strength, she
began once again to ride his rigid pole.  He helped now, lifting her pert
little ass cheeks with a slow and gentle rhythm.  Angel's hand returned to
her darling pussy and again began it's attack on her now ultra-sensitive
clitoris, while her hips bounced onto his hard legs driving his cock's full
length into her sucking anus.  Fully aroused for over an hour, Don began to
groan behind her and she knew he wouldn't last much longer.  Several more
slow sucking strokes of his massive cock while she deftly teased and
stroked her sensitive bud was all it took.  His hands went to her ripe
breasts, kneading them, tugging at the hardened nipples, feeling the smooth
firmness of them.  Groaning once again, his hands followed her body down to
her pumping thighs, pulling them down hard onto his lap, hurting her this
time with the force of his thrust, his rapidly swelling cock driving deep
into her soft warm ass.  She could feel the first spurts of his hot sticky
load begin to fill her anal canal.

   "It feel as if he's cuming into my stomach!" she thought as she writhed
on his squirting pole.  Still frigging herself wildly, Angel climaxed
again, and again, loosing count of the number of orgasms she had had
already.  It mattered little anyway since she could hardly tell the
difference between her vaginal orgasms and the climax pouring deep in her
tender ass.  With his cock held so tightly by Angel's tight sphincter
muscles, Don was able to continue to climax and remain hard for what seemed
like forever.  She wriggled her pretty ass down onto his lap for one last
half-hearted thrust and then leaned back into his arms and rested, very
filled and very happy.

   "That was fantastic, just fantastic, Angel," he whispered into her ear.
"I've never felt anything like it.  It was beautiful.  I love you." She
grinned in the darkness, knowing for sure that he had just had the most
powerful climax of his life.

   "Do you really love me Donny, or do you just love fucking me in the ass?
I think that's what it really is, you just love fucking my ass," she
taunted.  He held her breasts in his hands again, gently rolling her
nipples with his fingers, kneading the twin globes, luxuriating in their
firm softness.

   "I hope that's not what you really think Angel," he whispered, "because
I really do love you.  I want to stay with you forever."

   Angel wasn't sure this was the right time or place for talk of love and
being together forever.  Lust yes, but she wished he'd wait a while for
serious talk of love.  Somehow it seemed a little silly for him to be
talking love while his cock was slowly deflating in her ass and his sticky
semen was running down his balls onto the leather seats of his Caddy.  The
thought of this picture in her mind brought a wry smile to her face.  Then
another picture raced across her mind, one of Donny running toward her with
flowers in his hand, his huge cock spurting cum as he ran.  The scene was
funny to her, very funny, and she began to laugh.  The more she thought
about it the louder she laughed.

   Don heard the laughter and assumed she was laughing at him.  The girl of
his dreams to whom he had just declared his love was laughing at him,
spurning his love as though she were too good for him, too much of a woman
for such a mere boy as him.  Roughly he pushed her away, his now deflated
member pulling out of her beautiful ass with a soft pop, his semen dripped
down her long legs.

   "Damn you Angel!" he almost shouted through clenched teeth.  "I thought
you felt something for me too, but you just laugh at me!  Take your damn
clothes and get out of my car if all you can do is laugh at my love!  Get
out now!"

   Stunned and hurt by his words, Angel grabbed her dress and wriggled in
to it silently, grabbed her underclothes and jammed them into her tiny
purse.  As she put on her shoes, she turned to Don, still confused and
stinging from his outburst.

   "Donny, I do..." she began , but was cut off by another of his tirades.

   "Get the fuck out of my car you slut!" he screamed at the girl he loved
most.  Red faced in anger, he began to slap her with his open hands.  With
her back to him he could only slap at her legs and the tender bottom that
had given him such pleasure just a few short minutes earlier.  She turned
toward him and he began to slap at her beautiful face, her arms, breasts.
He swung wildly at her in his anger, wanting to make her hurt the way she
had hurt him with her taunting laughter.

   In her mind Angel saw only her father in Donny's face, saw the wicked
smile as he beat her, heard his screaming at her, calling her slut, whore,
bitch!  Saw her mother beaten by the drunken man.  Now her only thought
became escape and defending herself from the beating.  Savagely she lashed
out with her tiny fists, her strong fingernails, flailing at his face,
clawing at his eyes, a wild terrifying look in her own eyes as she screamed
back at him.

   "No more daddy!  No more beatings, ever!" she screamed at him as she
continued to reign her fists and claws about his face.  His face now
bloodied from her unexpected attack, Don frantically grabbed the door
handle of the big Cadillac and pushed her violently out into the warm
night, and slammed the door.  Still angry and naked, but now bleeding, Don
leaned back against the warm leather seat, a troubling question nagging at
his confused mind.  Just what had she meant by, "no more beatings, daddy"?
She had never called him daddy, and had always spoken respectfully of her
father.  Dazed, he decided he was glad to be rid of her.  Women were a dime
a dozen, and there were always several who wanted to date him.  Pussy was
easy to get.  Yes, he thought, glad to be rid of her.  Then he remembered
the sight of her soft, ever so tight ass sliding up and down his rigid
cock. His hand reached for his limp member, the still lubricated pole
responding to the mental picture of her.

   A little ways away, Angel leaned against a darkened lamp pole.  Still
breathing hard, she looked down at herself and surveyed the damage.  One
shoe on, she carried the other by the heel, her beautiful dress, the one
she had saved a year for, was torn in two places.  Repairable, she decided.
Droplets of Donny's blood were evident on the dress, as well as on her
hands.  Not Donny's blood, she discovered, her nose was bleeding.  Her legs
were scratched and beginning to sting.  Bruises were beginning to form on
her face and legs.  Digging around in her tiny purse for her shattered
mirror, she rediscovered her underwear.  Disgustedly, she shoved them
aside, and finally finding the remains of her mirror, surveyed her face in
the low light, finding it bruised but otherwise unscathed.  She tossed the
mirror into the weeds, put her shoe back onto her tiny foot and began the
long walk home.

   Sam and Vicki had begun to wonder where their two best friends had
gotten to since it was getting late and the post-prom parties were going to
be starting soon.  Some of the richer kids had planned a very private
party, complete with liquor and beds.  The four friends had been invited
and had planned to go.  Vicki whispered to Sam that Angel and Donny were
probably in the back seat of the Cadillac doing the "wild thing".  Sam
suggested that they go and mess with 'em a little.  Thinking it might be
fun, or at the least interesting, to watch Angel making it with a guy,
Vicki agreed.  They made their way to the darkened parking space where the
Cadillac sat and sneaked a peek inside.  It took a few seconds of peering
into the darkened interior to finally make out the naked figure of Don
alone in the back seat.  Vicki stood transfixed as she watched him slowly
stroke the giant meat between his legs.  Sweat began to bead on her
forehead as her hand found it's way under her short dress, the fingers
teasing her engorged clitoris.  Watching as his girlfriend turned herself
on, Sam whispered into her ear; "If you want some of that, maybe the both
of us can do something for you." The thought of two guys at once drove
Vicki wild with desire.  Pulling her dress off without a single word, she
pulled the door open and dove into the back seat, pulling Sam with her. 
Immediately she took hold of Don's erection and began to masturbate him
furiously.

   "Care to put this somewhere interesting, Donny?" she asked demurely.

   "How about I put it where it was last?" he answered, an evil leer
spreading across his face.

   "And just where was that?" Vicki asked, a bit surprised that it had
actually been in anything but his own fist.

   As an answer, Don spun the shocked girl around roughly, aimed his
massive pole at her tiny unsuspecting anus and pulled her down onto it,
driving himself halfway into her before stopping.  Vicki screamed and
almost passed out from the initial pain as the steel hard nine inch rod
drove deep into her firm ass.  She screamed again as she struggled to get
free of the monster skewering her from behind, but Donald's powerful arms
were around her trim waist, holding her, pulling her further down onto him.
It had all happened so quickly that Sam hardly had time to understand what
was happening, decide that Vicki hadn't quite expected what she was
getting, and appeared to be in real pain delivered by his best friend.  He
grabbed Vicki by the arm and pulled at her while he screamed at Don; "Leave
her alone, you're hurting her!  Don, let her go, now!"

   "Shut the hell up and watch," Don hissed at his friend, "besides, she
asked for it anyway!" All Sam could do was watch.  Don was stronger than he
was, and from the look spreading cross Vicki's face, and the fact that she
was now grabbing Don's thighs, led him to believe that rescue was becoming
less of a concern for her.

   "Sam," she cried breathlessly, "get in here and get your clothes off, I
want to suck you!  Hurry!" Entering the cavernous back seat of the
Cadillac, Sam quickly shed his clothes and positioned himself with his back
against the front seats, his legs straddling the pair in front of him, his
now rigid cock waving mere inches from Vicki's sensuous mouth.  While Don
mercilessly pistoned his huge cock deep into her sweet ass, Sam tangled his
hand in her thick red hair and directed her head to his eager manhood.  As
Sam thrust his hips upward, Vicki grabbed the prize presented to her and
immediately took all of it into her hungry sucking throat.  With a huge
cock in her ass, and another in her sweet mouth, Vicki felt as though she
were in some kind of sexual heaven.  The three soon settled into a rhythm
dictated by the space allotted to them by the confines of the car.  Vicki
rocked back and forth between them, taking Donny deep into her tender ass
as Sam's succulent cock left the warm confines of her moist mouth.  It was
left up to Don to control her movements as he lifted her off his throbbing
cock by her firm ass cheeks, allowing her to swallow Sam's eight inch pole
until his hairs tickled her nose, and then setting her back down slowly,
feeling her anal canal suck him into her body.  Moaning with every stroke
she took, the sex hungry vixen began to stroke her clitoris as Sam teased
her breasts.  Now there was no part of her sexually charged body that was
not being stimulated.  She moaned louder as her pleasure increased.  Her
motions increased to a furious pace as she strove to get both of them
deeper into her lust driven body.  Her clitoris, driven to a frenzy by the
ass splitting Don was providing, now felt as though it were on fire as she
teased the engorged bud.  Sooner than she ever wanted, she began to climax,
the orgasms washing over her sweating body like a prairie fire.  She
grabbed Sam's hips and pulled his cock deep into her throat as she squirmed
down onto Don's pole, refusing to remove herself from him as she shuddered
in orgasmic pleasure.  She knew that neither boy was close to climax yet,
but wished that at least one of them would cum with her.  Not quite yet. 
Again and again she climaxed, finally allowing the boys to resume their
thrusting penetrations of her ravaged body.  She tried keeping count of the
times she climaxed, but couldn't keep track, they simply came too fast for
her to keep up.  Now the pace of her lovers seemed to increase also, her
super sensitive body feeling the telltale swell and throb of Don's cock as,
with a deep groan, he began to spew wave after wave of hot semen deep into
her sucking bowels.  He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and pulled
her tightly onto his lap as the spasms engulfed his hard body.  Her ass
wriggled down onto him as his cock continued to spew it's sticky load into
her pulsing bowels.  Her head bobbed up and down faster as she sucked Sam's
tasty meat, her beautiful red hair flying.  She felt the swell of his balls
in her tiny hand, a swell that immediately flowed to his huge cock as he
pulled her head into his hips, and began to fill her sensuous mouth and
throat with his thick load of cum.  Her cheeks swelled as she tried in vain
to avoid swallowing his load, some of it oozed from the corners of her red
lips and dripped onto her legs.  As he stroked her face, his orgasm spent,
she pushed him away from her, sucking hard as his prick left her beautiful
mouth.  She looked up into his eyes with a sensuous and satisfied look on
her pretty face and swallowed his cum.  With one dainty finger she scraped
the droplets of his semen from her chin and legs, licked the finger clean
with the tip of her tongue, savoring the salty taste.  Adding to her
intense pleasure was the feeling of Don's huge cock deflating in her well
ravaged ass.  She held his cock inside her as long as she could, wishing
she could keep it there forever.  It felt so very good throbbing there in
her ass.  Finally though it slipped out of her hot little nest, and the
three of them collapsed onto the cool leather seat, satisfied and quite
drained.  For nearly a half hour the three hardly moved, there sweating
bodies cooling slowly until a tiny voice could be heard from somewhere
beneath the tangle of arms, legs and bodies; "That was fantastic.  Are you
guys ready to go again yet?" They were.....

   As Angel walked up the sidewalk to her front door she heard the familiar
sounds of her mother and father fighting.  Glass shattered against the
door, shouts from both could be heard clearly.  Angel heard the sound of
slaps and crying, knew her mother was getting beat up again.  It was
Saturday night, her father's second favorite night to get roaring drunk,
come home and beat up on her mother and her.  The last thing she wanted was
to face her drunken father in her condition.  She felt sorry for her
mother, of course, but if he even thought she had been sexually
active...she didn't even want to think of the consequences.  Even Don in
the mood she had left him was far easier to deal with than the terror of
her father in his fighting mood.  Angel decided to wait on the porch until
things quieted down before going into the house.  She shivered in her thin
dress, the light breeze whispering up her spread legs, cooling her
overheated vagina.  With nothing better to do, she rubbed her tingling clit
through her torn dress, just for the pleasant sensation it gave.  After an
hour had passed, and she had heard her mother sobbing on the way to her
bedroom, she decided her father had finally passed out as he usually did
after taking his life's frustrations on her mother.  Quietly, very quietly,
she stole into the house.  Several feet inside, passed out in a pool of
vomit and bourbon as she expected, lay her father.  Quietly she crept
toward the motionless form and nudged him with the toe of her shoe. 
Nothing, no movement of any kind.  Again she nudged him, harder this time.
A low grunt from the form confirmed tat he was still alive at least. 
Suddenly the rage of a lifetime of abuse, fear, and loathing overtook the
beautiful teen.  The abuse of her mother raged deep inside her.  Her tiny
foot cocked back and in a pink flash flew forward with all the years of
fury behind it, driving it straight and true into the rib cage of the still
form.  As her foot connected, she heard a muffled crack, like a wet stick
being broken.  The hated form groaned but did not regain consciousness, so
she kicked him again, harder, on the arm near his shoulder.  Just as her
foot came back for a final kick to his head his eyes fluttered open and he
struggled to get to his feet, and slipped on his own vomit.  His
drunkenness coupled with the broken rib and bleeding gash on his arm caused
him to loose consciousness once again, much to Angel's relief.  Even in his
present state he could have been dangerous to her.  Had she connected with
her final kick, his death would have been almost instantaneous, freeing her
and her mother from further abuse, but landing Angel in court for murder.

   Silently she made her way to her mother's bedroom to check on her. 
Crystal lay on the bed, clothed only in panties and the remains of a new
lace trimmed blouse, whimpering quietly into her pillow.  Angel sat on the
edge of the bed, startling her mother whose arms came up in defense as she
turned to face her daughter.  Her face was worse than usual this time,
Angel thought.  One eye was swollen shut and there were cuts everywhere. 
The glass object had been hurled by her father this time.  Usually it was
Crystal who did the throwing of glass.  A tooth was loose, and her mouth
was bleeding, the blood staining the powder blue pillow case.  Her mother
looked decidedly older than the thirty four years she had endured.  Angel's
father had gotten her pregnant when she was just fifteen, and their
families forced them into a marriage that had been doomed from the very
first day.

   "You look like a mess, mom," Angel said tenderly.  "Why do you take this
shit from him, how could you make love to a man like that?"

   "I don't Angel, and that's why I look like this now, and every week.  I
refused to have sex with him when he's drunk.  He's just a mean lover when
he's drunk.  That's why he beat me up.  At least that's why he did it this
time.  There's a different excuse each time."

   "Well, I got back at him this time for you.  I just kicked the hell out
of him.  In fact, I think I broke something" Her mother's pale face turned
ashen.

   "My god Angel, if you did he'll kill the both of us when he comes to. 
For now I think we're safe.  He'll sleep it off for hours, so we'd both
better get some rest for now." Almost as an afterthought she asked; "By the
way, how was your prom?"

   'It sucked mom, it really sucked," replied Angel, and she turned and
left the room.

   "So did mine," Crystal whispered to herself, "so did mine."

   The weeks that followed were sheer terror for the two women who waited
for the terror that never came.  Angel's father had become strangely quiet
since that night.  He drank very little, never getting drunk, but remaining
silent.  It was a welcome but uneasy change for the women.

   Angel eventually made up with Donny who never once admitted to his
evening with Vicki and Sam.  Of course Angel knew every detail since she
and Vicki had no secrets between them.  She was a little jealous of course,
but it was something she could live with.  For now.

   Every detail of Angel's birthday party had been planned for weeks by the
two girls, every possibility covered, even the possibility that Angel's
father might show up.  Not even high school graduation had been planned
this well.  This was the night.  They would both be nineteen, Vicki's
birthday had been just a scant month earlier, and they were about to fully
give themselves up to their boyfriends.

   The party was well attended by several couples, friends of both girls,
and it was fun but calm.  Some commented that Angel and Vicki seemed a
little pre-occupied for some reason.  The party ended at midnight, and as
the last guest made her final good-byes, Angel turned to Vicki and said,
"Now the fun begins!" Vicki grinned her assent and both girls returned to
the family room.  Vicki had thrown the party at her house since her parents
were away on business in Europe for several weeks.  The house was big and
well furnished, great for parties.

   Don and Sam waited for their girlfriends by the pool table.  They had
both dressed well for the party.  They wore their best slacks and sports
jackets, and even Sam who hated ties with a passion, wore one voluntarily.
Vicki was impressed, Angel was shocked.  No matter how good they looked,
the two women who came to greet them at the stairs looked better.  Much
better in fact.

   "If you two can hang on for a couple of minutes while we change, we'll
be ready to go out," Angel said with a quick smile.  Both girls then turned
suddenly and disappeared, leaving their dates starring open mouthed at each
other.

   "Oh shit!" exclaimed Don.  "They expect us to take them out to someplace
fancy!  Man, I'm damn near broke.  I dropped three hundred bucks on that
necklace for Angel, I'm tapped out."

   "Don't look at me," replied his friend, "that Dodge about drained me
dry. Had parts to replace that I didn't count on.  I think we're screwed.
Now what?"

   Distracted as they were by discussing ways out of the mess they were in,
they failed to notice that the girls had returned an were standing at the
top of the four stairs leading to the family room.  The girls stood on
either side of the stairs, legs spread, feet encased in three inch
high-heels.  Angel wore a see through white satin teddy as a top for the
white leather micro-mini skirt that just barely covered her taught ass. 
Lace topped, pale pink nylons finished the outfit.  Vicki was a duplicate,
but in black.  Their long thick hair cascaded over their shoulders, the
light catching the shine of their tresses.

   "You're off the hook guys," said Vicki with a smile, "we decided to stay
in tonight."

   "Oh shit," was all Sam could whisper as he took in the visions of
beauty. "You two are gorgeous."

   "That was the general idea," returned Angel, "and it's all yours.  All
of it."

   Two blocks away, Angel's parents had been arguing once again.  Her
father hadn't shown up for her birthday party, spending his time at the
local gin mill instead.  Oddly, her father was getting the worst end of the
verbal abuse this time and not fighting back as he usually did.  His voice
barely rose and there was no hint of violence in him.  He almost seemed
sober.  In fact he was.  The one drink he had ordered remained on the bar
as he walked out of the cheap dive.  Finally he spoke up.  "Chrys, I'm
tired of all this fighting," he said quietly to his stunned wife, "I don't
think either one of us wants to go on like this, so before I loose all
control again like I usually do, I'm going to go out driving for a while."
He then walked slowly to his beautiful wife and kissed her lightly on the
lips, something that he hadn't done in a long time.  He then walked toward
the door and opened it, turned toward her again and said, "You know, you
really are the most beautiful woman I have ever known.  I'm sorry I
destroyed that." Then he smiled and walked out into the night toward his
battered Ford.

   Chrystal stood rooted to the floor, stunned by his words, and by his
total calmness.  He had never been this way during an argument before. 
What could be happening?  Was he beginning to learn?  Her answer would come
from the police an hour later.  They told her of an auto versus train
accident out on a lonely country road.  The train had cut the Ford open
like a huge can opener.  Much later she would find the letter under her
pillow.  "My darling wife," it began, "Today I met one of your recent
lovers.  I think I killed the bastard..."

   As the boys stared first at the girls, and then, disbelieving, at each
other, the girls descended the short flight of stairs suggestively, and
made their way toward the couch where the boys sat.

   "Not so fast, big boy," said Vicki as she pushed Don back onto the
couch. "We need to get ready for you two first.  You may find the waiting
worth while."

   Angel took her friend tenderly in her arms and began kissing her
passionately, their tongues dancing together, clearly noticed by both boys.
Vicki's hands slid down Angel's waist to her hips, sliding to the blonde's
beautiful ass.  She squeeze and stroked the twin globes, slowly easing
Angel's tight mini-skirt up over her hips.  Vicki fumbled for a moment with
the brass ring attached to the zipper of the leather skirt and then slowly
pulled the ring down.  As the skirt loosened, Vicki fell to her knees in
front of her friend pulling the skirt down with her, revealing the lace
tops of Angel's nylons and her perfectly formed bottom.  Vicki turned Angel
slightly so that the two awe-struck boys would have a better view of the
wispy blond covered mound.  She parted the golden hair with her thumbs and
with a sensuous smile towards the boys, buried her face between Angel's
spread legs, sinking her tongue deep into the girl's moist cunt.  Her
tongue darted teasingly in and out of the pink slit, sending shivers of
pleasure through her friend's lithe body.  Tonguing the length of the tasty
treat slowly, she lingered at the hooded bud until it extended and
hardened. She nibbled and sucked at the moist little bud, almost causing
Angel to loose her balance completely.  As Angel held Vicki's head into her
throbbing pussy, thrusting her hips at the hungry mouth, she stole a glance
at the boys through half shut eyes.  Don was completely naked by this time,
stroking his huge cock slowly, while Sam only had his shirt off but was
rubbing his obvious erection through his pants.  Overcome with the pleasure
she was receiving from her friend, Angel sank to the floor, dragging Vicki
with her.  As she continued to lap hungrily at the pink slit, Vicki fumbled
with her own clothes.  The teddy untied from the front revealing the
redhead's firm, round breasts, the taught nipples blushing, it seemed, in
anticipation.  Lovingly, Angel stroked Vicki's flaming hair, moaning and
urging her on with her pet names.  The anticipation of the night overtook
her and she began to climax, wildly, her hips driving upwards into Vicki's
face, her head shaking violently as she cried out.  Again and again she
moaned and shrieked as wave after wave of orgasm flowed over her shaking
body.  Releasing the moist cunt from her sucking mouth, Vicki eased herself
to her knees, unzipped her own skirt and dropped it to the floor as Angel
sat up and helped the red-head remove the offending garment.  Vicki stood
with her hips mere inches from Angel's face.  The lusty blond pulled her
friend's mound to her own mouth.  Licking her lips in anticipation of the
feast above her, buried her tongue deep into the warm, pink slit.  Vicki's
juices flowed freely from her precious cunt making Angel hotter than
before. The familiar taste and musky smell of her friend's vagina served to
drive the pretty blond into a veritable frenzy of lovemaking.  Holding
Vicki's thighs tightly she sucked and licked at the soft vagina, moaning
and twisting her head, attempting to drive her tongue ever deeper into her
friend's cunt.  Their hands met at Vicki's firm breasts, both kneading the
twin mounds, teasing the sensitive erect nipples.  The effect on Vicki was
of immediate ecstasy, wave after wave of orgasm flowed over her as Angel
drove her snaking tongue deep into the ravaged love nest.  Vicki flung her
head from side to side, her thick red hair flying like a crimson mist
around her shoulders, her legs buckling as she held Angel's head tightly
pressed to her.  Being the center of attention in a love feast drove the
red-head wild, her orgasm's coming harder and longer than she could ever
remember.  The spasms came so close together that they felt like one long
continuous and beautiful climax, and the harder Vicki climaxed, the more it
drove Angel wild.  She loved making her friend happy this way, teasing the
little sensitive bud hidden between the lips of her beautiful cunt. 
Lapping like a thirsty dog at the tasty mound, stimulating the canal,
sucking at the clit, grazing at it ever so gently with her teeth until
Vicki cried out with pleasure as she did now.

   Their boyfriends had been transfixed for some time watching the lewd
spectacle as the girls made incredible love to each other, their glistening
bodies twisting and writhing on the floor.  They finally could stand to
watch no longer, they needed to be part of the action.  Don was the first
to get to his feet, his rod waving from his fist, he looked over at Sam and
said; "Sorry man, but I can't take this shit anymore, I've got to get some
of Vicki's sweet ass!"

   "Go for it, 'cause I want some of Angel too!" replied Sam as he
scrambled to shed the remains of his clothing and close behind Don, headed
for the tangle of arms, legs, and bodies writhing on the floor.  Vicki,
moaning and sweating, felt a cool pair of hands on her cheeks, stroking her
flushed face.  Her eyes fluttered open to reveal Don's hard body and
equally hard cock as he straddled Angel's shoulders, his nine inch rod
brushing Vicki's lips.  With a moan of lust and delight, she opened her
lips wide and lunged forward, swallowing as much of the beast as she could.
Her pretty head bobbing, she released her hold on Angel's legs and wrapped
her arms around Don's thighs, squeezed his tight ass, dug her fingers into
the muscles, forced the huge cock deeper into her aching hungry throat. 
Sucking hard, she pulled her head back slowly, watching the effects of her
efforts in his face.  Smiling sweetly, she slowly drew the massive thing
back into her beautiful mouth, grazing it lightly with her teeth, teasing
it's tip with her tongue, driving him wild with lustful pleasure.

   Closer to the floor, Sam crawled slowly up Angel's legs, stroking and
kissing them as he spread them further apart.  Reaching the lace tops of
her nylons, he kissed and licked at the taught skin above them, softly
caressing the soft blond patch of hair between her long legs, barely
parting the firm lips beneath with a finger.  Lovingly, he stroked the
moist slit, tentatively pushing the finger deeper into the slit as he
stroked the overheated opening.  Somewhere in her lust tortured mind, Angel
discovered what was about to happen if she didn't act quickly.  Instantly
her hand shot downwards, grasping the offending digit and removed it gently
from it's intended goal.  Groping, she found Sam's head, and by pulling him
gently by the hair, replaced the finger with his tongue.  Eagerly he lapped
at the tasty morsel, first finding her sensitive clitoris, he teased it
without mercy, then drove his tongue deep into the moist confines of her
luscious cunt, lapping at the tasty fluids.  Her legs spread wide for him ,
her hips thrusting up at his hungrily sucking mouth, her hand pulling at
his willing head as he pleasured her.  Far too soon, Sam decided to join
Don since Angel's mouth was otherwise engaged.  He kneeled to one side of
Vicki, and rubbed her hot cheek with the tip of his throbbing tool to get
the green eyed beauty's attention.  She squealed with delight and began to
suck first one cock and then the other, finally the tips of both together.
Angel slid out from under her, watching in fascination and wonder at
Vicki's ability to take so much of the two huge cocks into her pretty
mouth. Both boys faces were getting flushed and Angel knew that they were
going to climax very soon.  Vicki held a hardened cock in each hand forcing
the throbbing flesh in and out of her tender mouth as she stroked the
length of the twin shafts faster and faster.  She could feel the urgency of
both boys, could feel the cocks swell in her hands as they prepared to
erupt their creamy fluids into her wildly sucking mouth.  Almost
simultaneously both boys grasped the back of the Vicki's madly bobbing
head, thrust their hips forward, driving deep into her mouth and throat,
choking her but not caring.  As Don began to climax, sending hot spurts of
sticky cream into her throat, she managed to pull Sam's throbbing pole from
her mouth.  Immediately he began to ejaculate, the semen splashing onto her
face and hair dripping onto her creamy shoulders from her soft cheeks. 
Hungrily, she sucked Don's cock dry, squeezing every last drop of tasty cum
from his balls.  Moaning with delight, she smeared Sam's load of cum over
her face and firm breasts, rubbing it sensuously into her hardened nipples,
much to his delight.  Angel returned to Vicki's side and began to lap the
cum from her friend's sweating body, luxuriating in the twin tastes.

   It was Vicki's idea that they all take a shower before the next round of
hot sweating sex, and all agreed that it might be fun at that.  The main
shower stall, while large enough, was still too small for all four lovers
to use at once.  Angel and Don made use of the main bath, while Vicki and
Sam headed for her parents room.  Laughing, giggling, and then moaning
could be heard from both rooms, along with the splashing of the water as
both couples lathered, washed, licked, sucked, and caressed each others
bodies.  A built in seat in the main shower afforded Don a place to sit as
he pulled Angel's firm ass onto his well soaped prick.  She squealed
happily as the well lubricated pole slid easily in and out of her tight
anal canal while he caressed her firm bobbing breasts.  Well before he
could climax again, she climbed off the monster, smiled sweetly at her
disappointed lover as she took a washcloth and soap and began to clean the
beast.  "Not yet, lover," she whispered hoarsely into his ear, "I have
other plans for this."

   In the other shower a similar scene was taking place.  As the warm and
refreshing water cascaded off of Vicki's head turning her thick hair a
deeper shade of crimson, Sam softly caressed her body, kissed her beautiful
face and neck, kneaded her firm breasts, teasing the nipples erect.  Her
arms encircled his body as she kissed his cheeks and lips, flicking her
tongue into his mouth, lightly biting his lips.  Slowly, sensuously, she
rubbed her lithe, wet body against his, stroking his leg with hers.  Her
arms still around him, she managed to retrieve a wash cloth and bar of soap
from behind him.  With them she began to wash his body, first his back and
then his chest, arms, and finally his legs.  She then began to carefully
clean his already erect cock, paying great attention to it's cleanliness,
enjoying the effect she was having on him.  After a thorough rinsing, she
again held him close to her, grinding her taut belly into his hardness. 
Sliding down his body, she squeezed his hardened cock between her firm
breasts, stroking his erection as she licked and teased the pink head,
finally going all the way to her knees, swallowing his huge meat whole. 
Again she only allowed him the pleasure of a few powerful strokes of her
beautiful sucking mouth before grasping his tightened ball sack and pulling
the throbbing pole from between her cherry red lips.  Still holding tightly
to her prize, she shut off the water, opened the door and urged Sam to step
out with her for a brisk toweling off.

   Both couples met again in the spacious family room at about the same
time, all four smiling broadly.  The girls whispered together as their
boyfriends found their way back to the center of the room.

   "This whole night has been for you Angel," said Vicki stroking her
friend's face lightly, "do you want to be the first to loose it, or shall
I?"

   "Me first!" Angel exclaimed.  "My pussy is so hot I could fuck a horse!"

   "From the looks of Donny, you just might be!" Vicki returned with an
envious smile as they both watched the boy's huge erections grow with
anticipation.  As the two turned and began walking toward their boyfriends
Angel murmured, "Could be, could be"

   Neither of the boys had any idea what was about to take place, even when
Vicki took Sam's hand and led him to the couch.

   "Let's just watch them for a little while, it might be fun," she
whispered.

   Angel led Don toward the center of the room, and coaxed him to lie down
on the floor.  Doing as he was bid, he was rewarded by the feel of Angel's
sweet mouth being lowered onto his huge erection.  Her beautiful head
lowered slowly onto his stiff rod as she sucked him firmly into her throat,
and just as slowly released him.  Her rapidly drying hair hid her face, and
she moved it out of the way, allowing him a clear view of his stiff cock
disappearing into her sensuous mouth, while she twisted and stroked it with
her gentle hands.  Straddling his shoulders, she lowered her tender mound
onto his waiting mouth.  Hungrily, he grasped the firm mounds of her ass
and roughly pulled her onto his face, buried his tongue deeply into her
warm love nest, and began to lap at her tasty fluids.  As his tongue moved
slowly and sensuously about in her virginal cunt, Angel spread her legs
wider apart allowing him greater penetration of her canal.  As her
lubricating juices began to flow freely, she knew that now was the time she
had waited for since that day she watched in awe as her mother had taken on
the two strangers.  As she gave the now steel hard cock a final firm suck,
she noticed with satisfaction that it too was now well lubricated for the
job ahead.

   Rising and turning, Angel put her blushing face next to his and
whispered into his ear while her strong legs straddled his thighs.

   "I want you to break my cherry Donny, now, make me a real woman
finally."

   "Are you absolutely sure Angel?  You've been guarding it so closely for
as long as we've been going together I thought you were saving it for,
well, your wedding night or something."

   "Watch me," she replied, "and see if I'm serious about giving it up."

   She poised her blond trimmed cunt an inch above his throbbing cock head,
and gently reached between her sweet thighs spreading the pink lips apart
then slowly lowered herself onto his rigid pole.  Still spreading herself
apart, she rose and fell onto him, each time taking fractions of an inch
more of the monster into her tight pussy until she finally felt the firm
head touch her hymen.  Angel stopped then, and with half closed eyes,
looked into his face.

   "Are you ready?  I want you to do it."

   Grasping her tiny waist, he replied, "I'm ready if you are."

   She nodded and opened her eyes wide as he pulled down on her hips while
thrusting upward, driving the massive cock deep into her tight cunt,
bursting through the thin membrane as though it were never there.  He
watched the face of his now impaled lover turn from pain to a look of
contented satisfaction as she began a slow fucking motion, rising to the
tip of his cock and then slowly sliding it back deep into her body.  After
several thrusts, Donald pulled her close to his chest, sat up, and rolled
over, his cock still deep in her tiny, loving pussy.  Now in the dominant
position, he took full control of her ravaging, placing her long legs onto
his shoulders as he thrust deeply into the now very contented little blond.
Relentlessly the nine inch beast drove into Angel's tight pink slit as her
powerful legs returned the thrusts, increasing the tempo of their
lovemaking.  Don could hardly believe how tightly her vaginal muscles held
his burning cock.  It seemed as if she could pull his entire body into her
and still want more.  The look on her face was one of total lust, moans and
grunts of pleasure coming from between clenched teeth as her hips thrust
upwards demanding ever more of the hard cock buried so deeply in her
overheated , throbbing pussy.  Feeling himself close to a climax that he
wanted to delay as long as possible, Don eased Angel's legs off of his
shoulders, pulled his still pulsing cock out of her, and replaced it with
his probing tongue.  Slowly he licked at the top of her love nest, then
forced his tongue between the moist lips finding the hot, hard bud of her
clitoris.  Teasing the little nerve center first with quick flicks and then
circling the base of it slowly, he then thrust his tongue as deep into her
channel as it would go, tasting her sweet juices and just a hint of blood
from her burst maidenhead.  Moaning even louder now, Angel spread her legs
wider, and then opened her sweet cunt lips with her fingers to expose the
tortured clit to Don's hungry mouth.  Following the curves of her body with
his hands, they finally closed on her pert breasts, the firm nipples taut,
almost hot to his touch.  Furiously now he licked and sucked at the
beautiful mound as she thrust her hips at his mouth.  Grasping the back of
his head, tangling her hands in his longish hair, she pulled him into her
hips until he could no longer breath.  He didn't care, his passion driven
by her ecstasy and the heat of her seething vagina.  She raked his back and
shoulders with her fingernails, drawing blood, and then again forced his
head into her insatiable mound as she ground into his mouth.  Closer and
closer to climax she came, the unmistakable waves beginning to flow over
her as he sucked at her tiny bud.  Lifting his head by the hair, she hissed
at him through clenched teeth.

   "I want you inside of me, now!  I want you in me when I cum.  I need to
feel you inside me!"

   Eager to comply with her every wish, Donald climbed back on top of the
lithe body.  She grasped the still hard shaft and deftly fitted the head
between the lips of her throbbing slit.  As his cock slid deep into her
warm nest, Angel wrapped her long legs around his hard muscled back,
digging her heels into his flesh, squeezing and squirming, pumping him
wildly, her head tossing from side to side, hair a golden mist on the deep
red carpet.  She could feel the huge cock inside her expand, ready to
explode his semen into her tender body.  Behind her closed eyes everything
flashed a deep red as her now wildly pulsing cunt sent out the heat of her
first true male induced vaginal orgasm throughout her body.  In the pit of
her stomach she could feel the first pulses of his cum bathing her womb as
Don climaxed with a deep roar.  Holding her tightly in his strong arms he
whispered a raspy, "I love you Angel!  I love you so very much," as she bit
into his shoulder while moaning loudly as she climaxed again and again. 
Bucking madly, never wanting the feelings to stop, she continued to orgasm
as he thrust into her body.  Even after his own climaxes had stopped she
continued to milk his cock, keeping him hard, keeping the orgasms coming
until she could take no more.  Reaching under her, he grasped the luscious
globes of her ass cheeks, driving his pole deep into her lust well, feeling
the head of his cock beat a tattoo on her womb until he finally climaxed
again with a loud cry.

   On the couch, Vicki and Sam had watched the spectacle on the floor in
awe and silence.

   "That was truly beautiful," whispered Vicki into Sam's ear.  "Are you
ready to do that to me?"

   In answer to her question, Sam rose off the couch and gently scooped
Vicki into his powerful arms, kissed her deeply as her arms encircled his
neck and he carried her easily to the floor next to Angel and Don who were
still locked in embrace.

   "Mind if we join you?" Vicki asked sweetly as she touched Angel's hot
cheek.

   "You just holler if you decide you need any help." teased Don.

   "You'll be the last to know if I ever needed any help!" returned Sam as
he spread Vicki's golden legs and scooted down to position his head between
them.  Deftly he parted the red fleece with his tongue, covered the
luscious mound with his mouth and sank his probing tongue deep into her
squirming body.  Vicki sighed loudly and grabbed Sam's head while thrusting
and grinding her hips into his mouth, begging him to jam it deeper into
her.

   "Lick my womb Sam, lick it hard, break my cherry with your tongue! 
Please!  Deeper!"

   Angel couldn't believe how quickly Vicki had gotten "turned on", not
knowing that her friend had already climaxed several times while still on
the couch, watching Don deflower her.  Unable to contain herself, she had
begun frigging her clitoris like a woman possessed shortly after Angel's
hymen had been broken.  She climaxed quickly now, fully aroused, as Sam's
talented tongue teased her inflamed clit like the touch of a butterfly's
wing.  Her bottom hardly touching the floor as she thrust her mound toward
his eager mouth.  Lifting her pert ass off the floor with his strong hands,
Sam fed himself the moist mound while her legs spread wide, opening the
juicy canal wider.  Vicki's moans and squeals of pleasure assured Sam that
he was achieving the desired effect.  Climaxing one last time, she pulled
him up on top of her.  Just as he was positioning his steel hard prick at
her engorged cunt lips she whispered; "Not yet my love," and wriggled down
between his legs to where his cock hung just above her eager mouth. 
Holding the throbbing beast in her small hands, she stroked it gently and
fed it between her red lips, swirling her tongue around the cock head as
she sucked eagerly.  Fondling his cum filled sack, she moaned in
anticipation of the sticky white fluid that she knew would soon be shooting
deep into her hot, waiting body.  Satisfied that he was now well lubricated
for the job ahead, she scooted back up and positioned the glistening pole
at the portal to her treasure.

   "You know, you could have kept that up a while longer," said Sam
dreamily.

   "No way," returned Vicki.  "You're going to cum in my pussy this time,
big boy!  I'll suck you off later, if you still have anything left in you."
Spreading her legs wide apart, exposing the glistening pink of her vagina,
she rubbed his cock gently between the lips, helping to spread them open,
teasing the sensitive clit, making her precious juices flow.  What little
Sam lacked in length, he more than made up for in circumference, and Vicki
had no intention of letting him split her open.  It had been difficult
enough getting his hard cock in her mouth, and his ass fucking had left her
sore for hours afterwards, so she knew that getting it into her virginal
pussy would be painful, yet she wanted it there, wanted it there badly. 
Slowly she fed the thing into her slit, whispering her fears into Sam's
understanding ear.  Relentlessly his cock drove into her, pushing the flesh
aside as it sank into her tight vagina.  She could feel the coursing of his
blood through the walls of her cunt.  Slowly he began to withdraw and
reenter her throbbing body as she squirmed beneath him.

   "Oh Sam," she whimpered in his ear, "it hurts.  It hurts so good.  Just
a little more like that and you'll break me.  Then you can have me any time
you want.  I promise."

   Several more soft, slow strokes from his thick manhood and Vicki knew
she was ready to bleed on the alter of love.  Then she would be a true
woman for the man she loved now more than ever.

   "Now Sam," she exclaimed hoarsely.  "Break it and then hold me tight."

   Tenderly his cock head nudged the thin membrane, stretching it almost to
the breaking point, causing her to wince back a tear.  He hesitated for a
moment until his young lover recovered and finally coaxed him on with a "Do
it!" And he did.  One more touch of the prize and then withdrawing almost
fully, a powerful thrust that drove deep into the tender recesses of her
precious cunt.  Mercifully, the pain wasn't as bad as she had expected. 
She cried out sharply as the initial pain tore through her, but true to his
word, Sam held her tightly, stroking her face and hair, kissing her gently,
whispering sweet words into her ear.  For several seconds they lay still,
Vicki's legs wrapped tightly around Sam's strong back as the pain subsided
and the pleasure began to overtake it.  Slowly at first, she began to
thrust upwards, the thrusts becoming stronger and more insistent, more
powerful.

   "It doesn't hurt so much anymore," she said, "fuck me!" Assured that the
pain had subsided, Sam began driving into her pink slit slowly, with long
strokes, each one deeper than before, it seemed.  She urged him on, pulling
him into her with her powerful legs.  The pleasure erasing the initial
pain, becoming more intense than the pain had been.  Her demands became
insistent as the pleasure increased.  Holding his body tightly she ground
her hips into his, stimulating her burning clit as he drove relentlessly
into her depths.

   "Deeper Sam!  Harder!  Faster!  Oh yes!  More!" she cried as she matched
his thrusts with even more powerful ones of her own.  From this day onward,
Vicki would be a woman who loved sex, would crave it for the rest of her
life, would search it out wherever she could find it.  Not with just any
man, but the men she cared for would never be denied the intense pleasure
of her willing body.

   Suddenly she stopped moving, and released her powerful hold on his body.

   "I'd like to try something else," she suggested.  "Another position."

   "Whatever you like is fine with me," returned Sam Gently she coaxed him
off of her, then rolled over onto her tummy, rising up on her elbows and
knees.

   "Now hurry and put it back inside me," she demanded.  On his knees
behind her, Sam readily complied with her wish, gently rubbing her swollen
labia with his pole before slowly sliding it back into her warm nest. 
Holding her firmly by the thighs, he fucked her tight cunt with slow
luxurious strokes, reaching under her belly to tease her hard, pulsing
clit, driving the pretty red head wild.  Rocking back and forth slowly at
first, matching his smooth strokes, moaning with the pleasure it gave her,
and then as the pleasure intensified and the lust took hold of her she
began to slam her hips into his harder, bucking madly like an unridden
colt, her beautiful breasts swinging sensuously as her long red hair
brushed the carpet.  Harder and faster they increased the tempo of their
mating thrusts until Vicki squealed with ecstasy as the orgasms began deep
in her belly, flowed through her shuddering body, flashing through her lust
ravaged mind.  Not even Angel had been able to make her climax as hard or
violently as she did now with Sam's huge cock rammed unmercifully into her
throbbing cunt.  Suddenly, Sam grabbed the front of her thighs, pulled her
round ass cheeks firmly into his hips, grinding into her, driving his
rapidly expanding cock deep into her warm depths, and with a muffled roar
emptied his semen deep into her ravaged cunt.  Again and again the huge rod
pumped out it's sticky fluid into her tight slit, until unable to contain
it all , it began to ooze out of her body onto a white puddle on the
expensive carpet.  Still climaxing, Vicki ground her hips into him,
shrieking and moaning in delight as she felt his cum bathe her inflamed
vaginal walls, felt her belly fill with his semen, felt his sweating body
hold her tightly as he spent himself in her depths.  His cock still inside
her, he lifted her to her knees, kissing her lips as she twisted to face
him before they both collapsed, exhausted onto the floor beside their
friends.

   Angel looked into her best friend's eyes, seeing a very satisfied woman.
She knew that their relationship could never be the same again.  The events
of the past few hours had changed everything forever between them, and
nothing would ever be able to fix that.  The very special love that they
had shared with each other now was to be shared with others as well, and
Angel wasn't too sure she liked that idea very much.  Vicki was a friend
like no other could be.  She could pour out her heart to Vicki after they
had made passionate love to each other and the green eyed beauty would
understand everything and give comfort or support.  When Vicki's parents
were gone for long periods of time, Angel could stay at the house for days
without rousing any suspicion and the sex was always non-stop.  Of course,
that would never be possible with Don or Sam, their parents would freak out
at the suggestion.  Angel smiled at the thought of asking her mom if she
could spend a week with Donny while his parents went on extended vacation.
Of course she was of age now, but earlier, her mom would have gone over the
edge at the question.  The thought of spending a week alone with the boy
whose limp penis still remained inserted in her seething little slit began
to rekindle the fire in her.  Her hot box began to twitch with the desire
of his hardness, her hips beginning to move as she sat on his lap.  She
motioned to Vicki, whispered into her ear, and smiled as Vicki disentangled
herself from Sam's arms and legs before heading for the bathroom.  Angel
deftly milked Don's limp cock back into a delightfully hard erection with
her vaginal muscles, marveling at the way he refilled her cavity as the
blood engorged his rod.  Slowly stroking his length with her sweet cunt,
Angel made kitten-like sounds of pleasure in her throat as she bounced
happily on his smooth pole.  Through half closed eyes she watched as Sam
began stroking his own cock as he watched his friend's meat disappear deep
into the luscious blond pussy.  Very soon Sam's cock had returned to be the
throbbing beast it had been just a few minutes earlier.

   "Sam," whispered Angel in a dreamy voice, "bring that beautiful hunk of
meat over here and put it in my tight little ass!"

   Leaning forward, resting her elbows once again on the floor, she now
presented Sam with an inviting view of her perfect ass.  Sam wasted no time
complying with her quiet demands.  Don grasped her bottom, pulling her
apart as Sam moistened a finger and inserted it slowly into the tiny
puckered hole, making her relax enough to accept his massive girth.  Angel
squirmed and moaned with delight as his finger danced in her anus.  Once he
was sure she could take him easily, he straddled his friend's legs and slid
his pole between her twin globes, pressing the tight hole relentlessly.  He
felt her relax further with difficulty, the puckered little hole resisting
his onslaught.  Wincing, and nearly in tears from the pain, Angel finally
took the first two inches of his massive meat into her aching little hole.
She stayed still as he entered her, the pain ripping her through her
delicate body.  Donald kept up his fucking of her well lubricated cunt as
both boys held her ass off of Don's thighs.  Her head tossed, fingers
gripped Don's shoulders in a steel like grip, her legs spreading wider
apart as she fought to take Sam's cock into her sweet body.  Mercifully Sam
stopped his attack for a moment, giving the girl a chance to finally get
used to him.  Angel knew that Vicki had already been ass fucked by Sam and
couldn't help wondering how she had done it and still managed to walk the
next day.  No matter.  If Vicki could do it, she could do it too.  While
she pictured her best friend's anus being stretched by Sam's prodigious
prick, she had relaxed herself enough to allow him to enter her further. 
Slowly, he backed out of her, leaving only the tip of his cock inside. 
Sliding back into her gently, she found him easier to take this time.  Each
stroke became easier, less painful, until finally he was able to fuck the
tiny ass hole with ease, and without causing her any pain at all.  Still
sweating, she increased her own tempo, taking both cocks easily into her
tender body.  Harder and harder Sam rammed his cock into her sweet ass as
she bounced off of Don's thighs, both boys now giving her equal pleasure.
Donny squeezed her breasts, holding her body up, as Sam reached between her
legs and teased the tiny clit above his friend's pounding cock.  Angel
moaned with every stroke that drove into her lust filled body, her eyes
seeing nothing, shut tightly as she concentrated on the feelings between
her precious legs.

   Sitting on the top stair of the family room entrance, Vicki watched in
fascination as her best friend took the two huge pricks so easily into the
body that until just a few short hours ago was still considered a virgin.
Two fingers slid into her own quim as she watched, the well lubricated cunt
flowering open as her legs spread wide apart, her breath coming in rapid
gasps as she neared orgasm.  Angel's voice drifted into her ears, begging
like a wanton whore for her two lovers to cum deep inside her, to fill her
with their milky semen, to make her ass hole climax.  More!  Deeper!  She
demanded to be satisfied.  With a toss of her pretty head, Vicki padded
toward the trio, straddled Don's head and removed the fingers from her
flaming pussy, then sank them into Angel's mouth.  Angel's eyes flashed
open at the familiar taste and she began to suck the fingers.  Vicki drew
her head closer to her spread thighs, and leaning toward her friend,
presented the lust crazed blond with her moist pussy.  Angel needed no
coaxing to begin licking hungrily at the warm nest, sinking her tongue deep
into Vicki's dripping channel, sucking at the familiar fluids she loved so
much, teasing the hot bud of her hard clitoris.  The two boys could hardly
take their eyes off the girls, saliva mingled with Vicki's lubricating
fluids dripped onto Don's face and into his mouth and he reveled in the
taste of both girls at once.  Watching his girlfriend being eaten by the
most beautiful blond he knew almost drove Sam crazy, especially when he
realized that he was ass fucking that beautiful woman.  Within seconds of
each other, both boys stiffened, driving their rapidly swelling cocks into
Angel's tender, sweating body, filling her with the cum she begged for.  As
the pulsing cocks emptied their loads, Angel too began to climax, grabbing
Vicki's hips, sucking at the clit as though it were a tiny cock, sending
the waves of orgasm deep into Vicki's shaking body.  Semen dripped from
Angel's well filled holes as the boys spent themselves and watched their
women thrash in orgasm, Vicki's hands tangled in Angel's hair, forcing the
beautiful mouth onto her pulsing mound as Angel ground herself fiercely
onto the rapidly deflating cocks that still impaled her, screaming her
release.

   Identifying the remains of her late husband had not been as easy as she
had hoped.  There wasn't much of him left for Crystal to identify.  Half of
his face was missing, as was one arm and the lower portion of his torso. 
As the body bag was opened by the attendant, Crystal got sick, very sick.
Somehow crying over his death didn't seem appropriate to her after all the
beatings and abuse she had taken from him over the years.  She had been
stunned by the news of course, when the police woman and her partner came
to the door, and was silent during the ride to the morgue, but there were
no tears whatsoever.  Only the stunned silence.  Crystal decided to wait
till Angel came home in the morning to tell her daughter the news.  The
problem, of course, was how to tell her.

   "Good morning dear, what would you like for breakfast?  Eggs and toast?
No problem, oh by the way, your father drove his car into the path of a
fast moving freight train last night and they had to scrape what they could
off the tracks," just didn't seem right somehow.

   "One way or another I'll have to think of a way to tell her," she said
as she made her way to the shower.  Standing naked in front of the full
length mirror, Crystal took stock of the woman she saw reflected there. 
Her thick blond hair cascaded over her shoulders, half way down the taut
breasts.

   "No sag here," she said out loud, cupping the firm mounds with her
hands. A few faint scars told the tale of her loosing battles with her
husband, but beyond that, what she saw still looked good.  Flat stomach,
free of the stretch marks so common to mothers, long well shaped legs,
pretty smile, and bright, beautiful eyes with out wrinkles.

   "Not all that bad, considering," she thought as she stepped into the
warm shower.  The water flowing over her tired body refreshed her, stirred
her a little, made her think.

   "Tonight, for the first time in a very long time, I can sleep alone
without fear of him coming home and beating the shit out of me," she
thought.  "At least there is one good thing to come out of this mess he
left me in."

   Out of habit she grabbed the dark brown flannel nightgown she usually
wore to bed.  The ugly thing made her look shapeless and frumpy.  She wore
it to ward off her husband's advances because he hated it, saying it made
her look sexless, which of course was the idea.  Determined to throw it
into the trash in the morning, she slipped into bed naked.  The cool sheets
felt good on her body, her arm sliding under the pillow touched the
envelope placed there.  Panic gripped her as she read the suicide note from
her husband, read the part that spoke of his possible killing of one of her
lovers.

   "If the authorities or the insurance company ever found this damn thing,
I wouldn't ever get a thing.  The son of a bitch is trying to hurt me even
dead," she thought.  "He hurt Angel and me enough while he was alive, it's
not fair for him to hurt us even more dead."

   She had taken on several lovers recently, usually two at a time, usually
married and bored men looking for a minor diversion, which she was only too
happy to provide.  The problem then, became how to find out who it was that
he thought he had killed, and when.  She hadn't heard of anyone she knew
being beaten to death, or even seriously hurt for that matter.  So, who
then?  She dare not call any of the married ones, that was certain, and of
the single ones...

   "David!  Oh shit, not David!" she cried out loud.  He had been her most
recent lover, twenty six years old, Italian descent, with thick black hair,
dark bedroom eyes, and the only single man she had been sleeping with for
the past few weeks.  He was also falling deeply in love with her, if he was
to be believed.  The bad thing was that Crystal knew he had an annoying
habit of boasting of his sexual conquests, and the wrong word at the wrong
place could have gotten him into an awful lot of trouble.  She picked up
the phone next to the bed and dialed his number from memory.  After the
fourth ring a very irritated voice came on the line.

   "At two-thirty in the morning, this had better be a very important
call," said the still sleepy voice.  Relieved to hear his voice, Crystal
told David of her fears without mentioning the letter, or for that matter
even that her husband was now dead.  David had indeed heard that one of her
recent lovers was in the hospital, having gotten into a fight with her
husband, but it was hardly serious, certainly not life threatening. 
Nothing to worry about.

   "The guy was a putz, bragging about it when he knew your husband was in
the bar.  How stupid can you get?"

   Relieved by the news, she said, "I'm just glad it wasn't you David.  In
fact, since I woke you, I really should do something nice to make up for
it. I don't expect to see my husband for quite a long time, so if you were
to come over..."

   He considered the offer for all of a second before taking her up on the
offer.  He could be there in ten minutes.  His knock on the door a dozen
minutes later roused Crystal from a half doze.  Being able to talk to
someone, anyone, had eased the tension in her, as if talking about things
would somehow make it better for her, and now all she really wanted was
sleep.  She found herself bone weary.  Yawning, she answered the door clad
only in a white lacey night jacket, thrown on at the last minute, that
barely covered her hips.  With the dim light at her back, David was able to
see through the filmy fabric.  Every beautiful curve of her body was
visible to him, and what he saw delighted his senses.  She held the door
open for him to enter and as he did, he gathered her lovingly in his strong
arms, kissed her passionately, his tongue flicking at her soft lips, gently
parting them.  His tongue danced with hers, probed her mouth, his lips
sucking at her tongue.  His hands searched her warm supple body, finding
her firm, eager breasts, kneading them, stimulating the nipples with his
fingers and thumbs.

   Awake now, Crystal returned his exploration.  Her hands found the hard
bulge in his tight jeans, stroked his prodigious ten inch meat through the
stiff fabric.  Deftly she removed his thin tee-shirt, kissing his naked
chest, flicking his nipples with her soft tongue, working down his flat
stomach with her mouth as her fingers fumbled with the fastenings of his
pants.  Slowly she dropped to her knees, tugging the jeans to the floor. 
In his hurry to see her before her husband returned home, David hadn't
bothered to put on any underwear.  Now unhampered, his cock sprang free as
soon as Crystal opened his pants.  Smiling broadly, she took the throbbing
beast in both of her delicate hands, stroking the silky length of it,
feeling the blood course through the thick veins.  Leaning forward, she
flicked the tip of it with her tongue, kissing the head, gently biting at
it playfully as it throbbed in her hands.  Finally, he could take no more
of her teasing, and as she opened her mouth for another teasing nibble, he
pulled the pretty blond head roughly into his crotch, driving the huge cock
deep into her mouth, and then into her throat.  His hands tangled in her
thick hair, he held her head firmly as he fucked her sensuous mouth as if
it were her willing cunt.  Digging her fingers into his ass cheeks, she
urged his pistoning hips as she pulled him into her face, sucking the
massive pole deeper and deeper into her hungry throat.  The tempo of his
pistoning hips increased as he neared his release.  She sucked hard on him
as he continued his attack on her tender mouth.  Soon, much too soon to
suit her, David gave a deep throated groan and climaxed, hard, his cum
exploding deep in her mouth.  Swallowing as much of his load as she could
without choking, Crystal backed away from him, the sticky white fluid
squirting onto her face and breasts.  With a satisfied smile on her face
she massaged the warm fluid into her body, scraping some of the droplets of
it off her chin with her fingers, then sucking the fingers clean while he
watched.

   "Don't think you're getting off that easy," she said softly, "because
now it's my turn.  You aren't going to treat me like my husband did.  As
soon as he got off, he was done.  He never cared if I ever climaxed."

   "Not to worry.  I have no intention of letting you go without being
satisfied.  I couldn't do that to you," he said as he again gathered her in
his arms, this time laying her onto the floor, spreading her long legs wide
apart.  Not wasting time with preliminaries, he began lapping eagerly at
the pink vagina, tasting her sweet, hot moisture, teasing her hard clit
with is tongue and lips, sucking the tiny bud to lustful hardness.  His
hands found her taut breasts again, feeling the soft firmness of them, his
palms rubbing the nipples erect, pleasing her as only he could.  Quietly
she whimpered in pleasure as his tongue danced around her hardened clit,
stimulating her every sexual nerve as she held his dark head between her
legs, urging his tongue deeper into her velvety slit.  As the first
orgasmic waves flowed over her body, David reversed his position,
positioning his massive cock at her ruby lips as his mouth returned to her
wet cunt.  Hungrily, she sucked at the re-hardened monster, licking at the
pulsing veins, enjoying the silky feel of it as it danced and jerked in her
tender mouth.  Again and again she climaxed, first pulling at his bobbing
head and then at his pistoning hips as he once again fucked her mouth, not
knowing which she enjoyed more.  She loved the feel of his silky cock
sliding in and out of her mouth, but her own orgasms were beginning to
cloud out everything else.  The harder she sucked at his pole, the deeper
he rammed it into her succulent mouth until she had taken it all into her
throat, but now he wasn't pulling it out to allow her to breathe.  He was
close to climax, and his natural reaction was to drive it deep into her
body until his semen gushed.  Hardly aware that he was choking his lover,
David's strokes only served to drive his cock deeper into the beautiful
blonde's over-stretched mouth.  Unable to breathe and quickly running out
of oxygen, Crystal fought to escape the pistoning meat that threatened to
kill her if she failed.  David mistook her violent movements for passion,
pleased that he was giving her such pleasure, and continued driving his
pole into her, wrapping his arms around her body tightly in his lust for
her.  Panic and desperation overtook her as she began to loose
consciousness from lack of air, Crystal did the only thing she could. 
Roaring in pain, David leaped off the beautiful woman who gasped for
precious breath, her face red.  David inspected the root of his cock for
the bloody tooth marks he fully expected to find, demanding an explanation
for her unprovoked attack on his manhood.  As she explained, they both
began to laugh, despite what either had suffered.  David gushed his
apologies, as did Crystal, each holding the other as they whispered their
regrets.  Soon the whispers became kisses, deep, probing, passion filled
kisses.  His lips began to descend down her smooth body again, covering her
neck with kisses, her shoulders, finding their way to her taut breasts,
suckling at her hardened nipples.  Crystal's hands found the flaccid penis
that just moments earlier had almost choked the life from her, and began to
stroke it to hard erection.  A little afraid to suck him again, she pulled
David to his feet, and leading him like a stubborn dog on a leash, took him
to the dinning room and sat him down on the chair that had been usually
reserved for her husband.  An act of defiance and revenge that she found
perversely satisfying.  Standing before him, her legs spread, long blond
hair tousled, her hands between her thighs gently pulling apart the pink
lips of her burning pussy, she fingered the erect clit as he watched. 
Again the light was behind her, shining through the golden hair, outlining
her sensuous body.  She was a thing of eerie, almost evil beauty thought
David as she glistened and swayed before him, her fingers disappearing one
at a time into the depths of her luscious slit.

   "Don't do that," she whispered as he began to stroke his huge erection,
"save it for me."

   "Then bring yourself here and take it," he replied pointing the thing at
her, "otherwise I'm going to cum all over your floor."

   "We can't have that happen now can we?" she smiled invisibly.  "What
would the cleaning lady say?" She approached the side of the chair and
mounted him as though mounting a horse, pushing the beast down between his
legs as she mounted his knees, then positioning the head of it at her cunt
lips as she scooted forward.  David reached under her legs, lifting her
easily as he entered her, sitting her back down, impaling her on the giant
pole.

   "Oh yes!" she moaned as she flung her head back, the giant cock driving
deep into her tender body, threatening to split her apart.  She sank deeper
between his legs, driving him further still inside her body, rocking back
and forth like a belly dancer, applying friction to her inflamed clit while
her head lolled backwards.  Buried so deeply inside her, David was happy to
just assist her rocking motion, lifting her occasionally to where the tip
of his prodigious cock remained inside her hungry cunt, then setting her
down again.  With their arms wrapped around each other, they continued to
rock until Crystal suddenly tired and stopped.

   "I'm sorry," she said breathlessly, "I just can't go anymore.  Maybe I'm
getting old."

   "Not hardly," he said.  "It's my turn anyway, remember?"

   As he stood, Crystal wrapped her legs tightly around his back.  In one
smooth motion he swung her around and sat her on the dinning table, then
began to fuck her madly, Crystal's powerful legs pulling him deep inside
her as he stroked the slippery cunt.  Harder and faster he slammed into
her, the silky soft pussy swallowing his enormous cock easily as her legs
held him in a death grip.  Moaning and gasping, Crystal knew that soon her
climax would come, releasing all the tension built up with the death of her
hated husband.  A climax that would exorcise him from her life forever, as
though he had never existed, had never hurt her or as if Angel had never
been born.

   "Angel, Angel, what about Angel?" her brain tortured her, "She still
doesn't know!"

   It was then that she climaxed, hard, her pulsing cunt milking his giant
rod furiously until David too began to cum, his sticky semen exploding deep
into her womb.  All thoughts of her beautiful daughter pushed out of her
brain as the pleasure between her legs took over all of her senses. 
Somehow David was able to remain standing throughout the ordeal of
consummation, his arms tightly around his lover's warm body as they
shuddered in orgasm together.  Crystal began to whimper softly as her
thoughts began to return to her beloved daughter, unaware that Angel too
was even now screaming out her own orgasms, her own body filled with two
eager cocks, both exploding their loads of creamy cum deep into her body.

   Having disengaged herself rather abruptly from a bewildered David,
Crystal sat in the bathroom alone and wondered what she should do.  Was it
better to wait till the morning when Angel returned home from her birthday
party at Vicki's house, or should she go there now to tell her of her
father's death?

   "What's wrong Crys," asked David as he timidly opened the door and saw
the serious look on her face.  "Is there anything I can do to help?"

   "I probably shouldn't say anything about it yet, but it does have
something to do with the reason I called you tonight in the first place,"
she answered in a quiet voice.

   "How bad can it be?" he asked.  "Tell me what's bothering you and I'll
do what I can to help you."

   So Crystal told him just how bad it could be, ending with; "...  so then
you come over here, fuck me senseless, I love every minute of it even
though I shouldn't, I guess.  Hell, I should be in mourning, I suppose, but
I just can't.  I hated the bastard.  He was mean to me and to Angel who
never did anything to deserve it, drunk constantly, he beat us both, for
fun I think.  The only good thing he ever did for me was get me pregnant,
and then get himself fixed.  Angel was the only good thing to ever come out
of him.  At least he didn't do what most mean drunks do, and keep getting
me pregnant."

   "What about his family?  Are his parents alive yet?  How about brothers
or sisters?"

   "Dean." she said, barely audible.  "His...his brother."

   "Maybe you should call him," suggested David.  "You're going to have to
sometime anyway.  You may as well do it now."

   "Yes, I could call him couldn't I?" With a far away look she explained
to David, "Dean and I were in love once, maybe we still are, but we had a
big fight one night just before our high school prom, and I ended up in bed
with his brother.  Dean caught us together, screamed at us both, called me
every filthy name he could think of and ran out.  Anyway, I got pregnant
and ended up forced to marry the brother from hell who claimed I got
pregnant on purpose, if you can believe that.  After Angel was born, Dean
and I saw each other occasionally, even went to bed together a few times. I
think he still loves me even though he hasn't said so for years."

   "Call him." said David simply.

   On the phone, Crystal begged Dean to come over, that it was important,
that his brother was not home, that she needed to see him immediately. 
Fifteen minutes later Crystal opened the door and Dean walked in,
bewildered by the sight of a strange man in his brother's house.  Dean
hadn't spoken directly with his brother since the night he caught the two
in bed together, and as the reports of his treatment of Crystal and Angel
came to him, his hatred of his brother increased.

   "Did you finally get rid of the asshole?" was his greeting.  "Hi, I'm
Dean," he said as he held out his hand to David.  As the two exchanged
introductions, Crystal put her hand on Dean's shoulder and said; "Hello,
remember me, the woman you used to love?"

   "A little," he said taking her in his arms and kissing her in a very
un-brother-in-law kind of way.

   "He's been killed in a car accident," she said simply into his ear.

   Dean turned pale and sank into a nearby chair.

   "I can't say that I'm sorry Crystal," he said, "or that I'll even miss
him.  I've come to hate him, and that won't change.  He treated you and
Angel like shit, and he was a very mean drunk on top of it all, but he was
my brother."

   "Then you understand why I'm not mourning my loss.  I do need your help
though.  I haven't told Angel yet, and I'll need your support when I do. 
You and she have always gotten along pretty well, and you're family. 
David, I'd like you there too if you don't mind."

   Dressed only in a tight fitting sweater, and loose skirt that made her
look very much like a teen-ager herself, they piled into Dean's car and
headed for Vicki's house.

   Thoroughly drunk and quite worn out, Vicki had gone to her room for a
"short nap" and had immediately passed out.  Angel and the two boys were
left by themselves in the family room.

   "Keep the guys entertained until I sober up a bit," Vicki had said
before stumbling to her room.

   "I'll do the best I can," assured Angel with a lusty smile.

   Because of her father, Angel had promised herself long ago never to
drink, and with the exception of the spiked punch at the prom, had kept
that promise.  Now she was the only totally sober one and was enjoying it.
Deciding she could now get away with almost anything, she decided to try.

   "Since you two have had all the fun tonight fucking Vicki and I to
death, which one of you is going to be first to let me fuck you?"

   As she hoped, Donny was the first to say, "Let's do it honey!"

   "On your hands and knees big boy, and close your eyes," she demanded in
a husky voice.  "If you peek it'll spoil the surprise."

   With a shrug of his shoulders he did as he was commanded.  Assured that
his eyes were indeed closed tightly, Angel reached under the couch and
brought out the birthday present Vicki had given her two days earlier, a
very life-like two headed, eighteen inch dildo.  Motioning to Sam to remain
quiet, Angel spread her legs wide and inserted one end of the plastic cock
into her pink cunt while a fascinated Sam watched in agony as his own prick
rose with desire.  After giving herself a few slow strokes with the
"practice cock", as Vicki had called it, she turned it end for end, and
with a sensuous lick of her lips just to torture Sam a little more,
re-inserted the other end into her sweet slit and knelt behind Don's
upturned ass.  True to his word, he hadn't opened his eyes.  Slightly
drunk, tired and still in the mood for sex, he was about to get the
surprise of his life!

   Outside the front door, Crystal was surprised to see a light on in the
family room so late.  A little worried, she asked Dean to try to take a
peek inside to make sure everything was all right.  As he did so, the sight
inside the house opened his eyes considerably.  At that very moment, Angel
had aimed the other end of the dildo at Don's unsuspecting anus and
skillfully pushed her hips forward, stuffing the plastic cock deep into her
boyfriend's rectum.  Tangling one hand in his longish hair, she jerked his
head back, telling him in no uncertain terms that he belonged to her now
forever.

   Transfixed to the window as he watched his beautiful niece, Dean
couldn't help the warm feeling between his legs.  He wasn't quite sure what
to do, his old Boy-Scout manual hadn't ever covered anything like this.  He
did know that this had not been the first time the warm feelings had
occurred while watching Angel.  The sight of her in a very skimpy bikini
the year before had been enough to turn his legs to jelly and his cock to
iron.  If her mother hadn't been there at the time...

   "What's going on in there?  Is everything all right?" asked Crystal
behind him.

   "Well," he hesitated, "I suppose it depends on how you look at it." Not
understanding his reply, David and Crystal took up positions close to the
window and peered inside.  Curiously, the scene inside the house didn't
seem to shock Crystal as much as Dean thought it would.  She seemed more
fascinated by it than anything.

   "I never would have thought of doing anything quite like that," she said
in a husky voice that surprised both men.  After a few moments had passed,
David noticed that Crystal's hand had disappeared under her skirt and that
she was fingering her sweet slit furiously.  Easing himself behind her, he
raised the back of her skirt.  As usual, she wore no panties.  Unfastening
his pants, his hardened cock sprang free, and as he held her skirt with one
hand, grazed her inner thighs with his rigid pole.  Eagerly she spread her
legs to accommodate him, bending forward with her hands on the window sill,
as David slid easily between the tight , wet cunt lips.  Moaning softly,
Crystal wriggled her firm ass into his hips, her pussy sucking him deep
into her body.  Out of the corner of his eye, Dean watched the two with
envy and fascination.  Hurriedly he unfastened his own pants, freeing the
iron hard cock that had been throbbing to escape the confines of his jeans
for quite some time.  While still trying to maintain his vigil on the scene
inside the house as well as what was happening mere inches away from him,
Dean began to stroke his cock close to Crystal's face.  Hoping she would
take some kind of pity on him and at least lend a helping hand.  At the
sight of the upturned cock that she hadn't seen for a very long time,
Crystal gave a quiet yelp of delight and immediately sucked all nine inches
of him into her hungry mouth.  The three were now lined up at the window,
close enough for those inside the house to watch.  Now very happily filled
with nineteen inches of hard cock, Crystal forgot for a while that her
daughter was only a few yards away inside the house with nine inches of
plastic dildo stuffed in her sweet pussy, with the other nine inches rammed
up the willing ass of her handsome boyfriend.

   As the horny teens humped away at the driving dildo, Sam became
overwhelmed with desire for the beautiful blond who's pert ass pistoned
behind Donald as she fucked his back hole.  Pulling her upright by the
shoulders, the dildo dislodged from her wet cunt with a distinct sucking
sound.  He then replaced the sex toy with the real thing.  Fucking her hot
little box slowly, he whispered into her ear.

   "I'm going to do to you what you're doing to Donny.  Do you mind?"

   "Ooooh!" she replied in anticipation, "Not at all Sam, not at all!"

   "Hey!  Whatever you're doing, hurry it up," exclaimed Don, "this is
great!"

   Pulling his well lubricated prick out of her precious vagina, Sam waited
until Angel slid herself back onto the dildo, bent over the back of the
eager Don and grasped his rigid cock in one hand.  Sam positioned his huge
phallus at the tiny puckered hole and leaned forward as she relaxed herself
to accept him.

   "Oooh, please, yes!" she moaned as her tiny hole opened wider, accepting
his driving cock.  "Deeper!  Please!  More!" she was fairly shouting as he
drove relentlessly into her tight ass, sending showers of sparks through
her closed eyes.  She had taken him easily this time, enjoying the full
feeling of pleasure coming from having both holes filled.  Angel pulled
hard on Don's long cock, wishing she could suck him dry while she fucked
his ass with the dildo.  She didn't want to give up the feeling in her own
sweet ass to attempt it this time.  Maybe Donny would let her fuck him
again, and she would try it.  For now, she was satisfied.  Sam's gentle
hands squeezed her breasts, the nipples hard and quivering in his palms,
his hard prick jamming faster and faster in her buttery soft ass, sweat
rolling from the bodies of all three as they reached their release.

   "Oh shit!" exclaimed Sam who, in an attempt to delay his rapidly
approaching orgasm, had been looking out the window as a diversion.  Angel
thought he was about to cum, and jammed her ass hard into his thighs,
squeezing his huge cock with her strong anal muscles, milking him as she
squeezed and released his driving pole.  The effect was almost instant. 
Sam climaxed deep into her bowels, holding her hips as he sank further into
her tender body.  Wave after wave of sticky, warm fluid bathed her
overheated ass, filling her warm body with his load, setting off her own
climax.  She jammed herself hard onto the unfeeling dildo feeling the head
of it slide deeper into her sucking cunt.  She squeezed harder on Don's
throbbing rod, pulling on the thing faster and faster as she climaxed until
Donny too, with a roar collapsed onto the floor, his cock spurting onto her
hand and arm.  For a few moments the three breathed heavily in a heap on
the floor as Angel licked her hand and arm clean of Don's spunk.

   Sam's voice broke the silence as he watched the scene at the window.

   "Angel, we've got a problem.  I think that's your mother outside the
window, and she's fucking two guys," he said pulling free of Angel's tight
ass.

   "Don't even joke like that Sam, 'cause if my old man even thought either
one of us was screwing around, we'd both be dead.  That's no joke!"

   "He's not joking," returned Don.  "Look out the window!"

   "Oh shit, that's my uncle Dean she's sucking off!  Who the other guy is
I don't know.  What the hell is going on?"

   "Looks to me like they were watching us and got turned on," said Don
with a wry smile as he eased the dildo out of his well skewered ass hole.
The two boys were sobering up quickly as they watched the older woman
outside the window suck uncle Dean's cock, twisting and stroking it with
one hand while spreading her smooth cunt lips apart for David's assault. 
Boldly, Angel went to the window and opened it slowly a few inches.

   "Before you three get caught out there, why not come down to the family
room and join us?  We're having as much fun as you are doing the same
thing." Embarrassed by being caught by her daughter, Crystal saw the logic
in what she was saying.

   Several minutes passed while Crystal explained to Angel what had been
going on for the past few hours, and Angel did some explaining of her own
to her mother.  Still naked, sitting on the floor with her mother next to
her, Angel hardly knew what to do or say.  Like her mother, she knew she
would never mourn or cry over the loss of her father.  There had never been
any good times with him for her to miss.  For as long as she could remember
he had been nothing but mean and abusive.

   For a long time the two women looked at each other, lost in their own
thoughts, neither knowing what to say next.  Finally Angel broke the
silence.

   "I guess this makes us free women, doesn't it?" she asked.  "Free to do
as we like, I mean?"

   "I suppose that's right honey," replied Crystal, looking at her
beautiful daughter sitting naked on the floor, and then at the four men a
little ways away watching them intently.

   "So, shall we do what it seems we both want to do, what we both seem to
like doing?" suggested Crystal with a lusty little smile.

   "Oh mother," exclaimed Angel, "I thought you'd be so mad at me having
sex, especially with two guys at once.  But then you know how much fun it
can be, don't you?" she added with a grin.

   "There doesn't seem to be much sense in trying to deny that fact,"
returned Crystal, "so we may as well go with it.  There are four men on the
other side of the room looking at us with lust in their eyes, and the only
one with an erection appears to be looking at me," she said with a
satisfied glance at Don.

   "I'm not so sure I like the idea of my boyfriend cheating on me," said
Angel sternly, "but since it is with my own mother, I guess I can deal with
it.  I want uncle Dean in return."

   "It's a deal if he'll have you," returned her mother

   "I don't think it'll be much of a problem," ventured Angel, "I've seen
the way he looks at me.  I think he's wanted me for a couple of years."

   The two women drifted away from each other, sauntering towards the four
men who sat nervously and eagerly, awaiting the outcome of their
conversation.  Sternly pointing a finger at Don, Crystal barked her order
at him.

   "You!  Come with me young man.  Yes, you, with the raging erection!

   Sheepishly, Don did as he was told, walking slowly, naked, toward the
mother of his girlfriend.  Fear in his heart.

   "It's about time you learned a lesson you won't soon forget," she said
threateningly.

   As he stopped in front of her, his once proud manhood shriveling
quickly, he expected her to begin screaming at him for deflowering her
innocent daughter, or worse, making a complete whore of her.  As unfair as
it might be, he knew he was responsible, and was ready to take whatever she
chose to dish out to him.  Holding his hands in front of him, he began to
explain, to plead his case, tell this woman how much he loved her daughter.

   "Hush!" she said sharply, and to his surprise, quickly shed her tight
sweater, revealing two perfectly formed breasts, the pink framed nipples
erect in anticipation of his touch.  Still not sure of her intentions, Don
stood rooted to the floor, unmoving.  Gently, she took his still
outstretched hands and placed them on her firm breasts, holding them there,
squeezing them, letting him know that this was what she wanted.

   Understanding now, and confident, he took her in his arms with a little
smile, kissed her sensuous lips, sliding his tongue deeply into her open
mouth, caressing her tongue with his, while he stroked her firm breasts
with his chest.  One swift stroke left Crystal's skirt in a heap on the
floor.  She lightly stepped out of the cotton garment standing before him
clad only in white stockings, and high heels, legs apart, hands on her slim
hips, her body every bit as beautiful as her daughter's.

   "My god," breathed Don.  "You're beautiful Mrs.  Carter.  You could pass
for Angel's sister."

   "Then it's your duty to prove to me how you feel, and mine to teach you
a lesson about women that Angel can't." As she spoke she gently pushed his
shoulders down, forcing him to his knees in front of her, pulling his head
gently but firmly into the naked warmth between her thighs.  Needing no
further prompting, Don eagerly licked and sucked at the shaven morsel,
reveling at the heady scent of her warm body.  She gently directed his
darting tongue to the most sensitive places that pleased her.

   Satisfied that her mother was being well eaten by her boyfriend, Angel
strode easily toward her uncle with her sexiest wiggle.  Without a word to
him, she kissed him hard on the lips, her tongue sliding deep into his
mouth.  He took her pretty head in his hands, stroking her face and golden
hair tenderly while Angel unfastened his pants and began stroking the hard
cock that sprang out from inside.  She was surprised by the girth of it,
pleased with the upward curve it took.  Her arms around his neck, she
leaped up, wrapping her long legs around his trim waist and eased herself
down onto the upturned rod, drawing her breath in sharply as she impaled
herself on him.  Moaning with pleasure as he gripped the firm ass cheeks of
his long desired niece, raising and lowering her slim body onto his hard
cock, Dean whispered softly and quietly into her ear.

   "My beautiful sweet Angel, you have no idea how long I've dreamed of
this, how much I've wanted you."

   "For at least two years that I know of," she whispered back as she
kissed his cheek.  "Ever since that day on the beach when I was seventeen
and had borrowed the skimpiest bikini I could find just to torture you.  If
I could have gotten away from my parents long enough, I think I would have
lost my cherry to you then.  Enough talk now, fuck me!"

   While Dean eagerly did as he was told, Crystal had Don lying on the
floor and was almost casually sitting on his chest while he lapped hungrily
at her vagina.  With one hand she gently spread open the pink lips,
exposing the very erect clit, and with the other cradled his head,
directing his probing , caressing tongue.

   "Slower, slower, there's no rush!  Oh, yes!  That's right, yes, right
there, touch it softly!  Suck on it gently now.  Oh yes."

   Soon her eyes caught sight of David and Sam sitting on the couch,
watching in fascination.

   "Would you two like to bring those beautiful cocks over here for me to
suck on?" she called.

   With a quick glance at each other, both men got off the couch.  Still
naked, Sam approached her first, timidly, while David still fumbled with
his pants and shoes.

   "Oh yes, very nice indeed," she said as she took Sam's thick pole in her
tender hand, stroked the length of it approvingly and then pulled it gently
toward her hungry red lips.  Licking the head of it softly, she teased the
sensitive under side while her soft hand continued to slowly stroke it's
length.  As Sam groaned with pleasure at her expertise, she deftly took his
thick cock into her mouth, her sharp tongue flicking at the tiny opening,
sucking hard.  She cupped his heavy balls, fondling them, squeezing gently
at the tight sack.  Sam hesitated for a while before grasping the older
woman's head in his hands, pulling her head closer into his hips.  Her head
bobbed, taking him further and further into her mouth until she had
swallowed him all into her throat.  Milking his cock with her throat,
swallowing hard, Sam again groaned with the pleasure the older, experienced
woman provided him.

   David stood close to Crystal, his throbbing pole demanding her
attention. She took his offering in her hand, stroking him gently.  From
the short stairway Vicki, who had finally regained consciousness and
remembering what was taking place in the family room had decided not to let
her friend have all the fun, stood in wonder at the scene that unfolded
before her.  She watched as her boyfriend rammed his fat cock into the
throat of her best friend's mother, while her best friend's boyfriend
happily drove his tongue into the woman's vagina, while she casually
stroked some strange man's phallus.  Angel, her best friend, was busy with
her arms around a vaguely familiar man who lovingly and slowly drove a very
nice sized cock into her eager cunt.

   "I just hate it when I get left out of these itinerary changes," she
said quietly, crossing the room to Crystal and David.

   "You seem to have your hands full Mrs.  Carter, mind if I borrow this
one for a while?  I promise to give him back when I'm done with him."
Vicki's hand began stroking David's ample rod as she spoke.  Crystal
released her hold on her boyfriend's cock allowing Vicki to take over. 
"Mmmf, ummf," was her only reply.  Vicki urged David toward her, pleased by
the size of his tool, anxious to feel it inside her lust filled body.

   "My I introduce myself," asked David with a smile, "I'm ..."

   "Later," injected Vicki, "first things first." She then slid to her
knees and took him into her tender mouth, head bobbing as she sucked his
huge cock.  Her tongue swirled around the fat head of it, flicking at the
little opening, at the sensitive underhood, sucking hard at the beast.  Her
bobbing head took more and more of the pulsing cock with each stroke until
she had taken almost all of him into her tender throat.  Holding her head
in his hands, David began fucking the pretty redhead's mouth, careful not
to force her to take more than she could handle.  Her hand continued to
stroke the shaft, twisting and squeezing it while her mouth sucked wantonly
at the monster, her other hand squeezing at his balls gently, her middle
finger searching for his tender anus.

   Happy, but still wanting more, Angel saw that there was still one
beautiful cock going to waste.  She suggested to her uncle that they join
the others.

   "I'd really like it if you took me from behind while I suck Donny's
cock, and you can pick whichever hole you like to fill with that beautiful
pole," she said licking his ear.  "I do like having my ass filled too," she
hinted with a smile.

   "Then let's join the crowd," he grinned, sitting her back onto the
floor.

   Hurrying to her boyfriend, Angel swiftly got down on her hands and knees
between his legs and with one swift gulp took his aching prick deep into
her throat.  Amazed at her skill, but hardly wishing to waste time watching
the talented teen swallow cock, Dean fell to his knees behind his beautiful
niece, taking the twin globes of her pert ass in his hands.  Slowly he
reinserted his throbbing meat into her blond maned cunt and began a firm,
powerful stroke, increasing the speed slowly.  With his rod once again well
lubricated, Dean pulled out of his niece's hot little snatch and
repositioned the stiff cock at the opening to her tight anus.  Relentlessly
he pushed forward, watching as the little hole opened to encompass the
thick head.  Though not as big as Donny, Dean's cock still caused a little
pain as it entered her back hole.  Determined to take the thick, curved
prick into her body, Angel wriggled and jerked her bottom, the tiny hole
finally opened to accept the rest of his rigid pole.  With short, slow
strokes, Dean began his assault on the pretty blond, increasing the depth
of his penetration with each, loving stroke.  He couldn't take his eyes off
of the smooth, darling ass as it opened wider, becoming easier and easier
to penetrate with each stroke.  Watching the dark pink hole flower open
with his out-stroke and then follow the thick cock back in with each
forward thrust only served to increase his excitement.  Placing a thumb on
either side of her hungry little hole, his fingers around the firm ass
cheeks, he was able to open the tight mound the way one would open a peeled
orange.  Deeper and deeper he drove into her until very soon she had taken
all of him into her bowels, and amazingly seemed to want more as she ground
her hips roughly into his, but there was no more to give her!  Suddenly his
eyes caught sight of the discarded eighteen inch dildo just within reach.
Seconds later it began to disappear into the blond tuft below his thrusting
cock.  Deftly he teased her clit with the soft plastic prick as he eased it
slowly into the tight slit.  Suddenly he felt her hand on his, shoving the
big dildo further into herself.  It seemed as though she were trying to
take the entire shaft into her sweet pussy!  Fascinated by the thought,
Dean allowed her to guide his hand, forcing the dildo deeper and deeper
until, amazingly, she succeeded!  Only the opposite head of the two headed
dildo peeked out of the folds of Angel's amazing cunt!

   "This can't happen," thought Dean, "no woman can take that much cock. 
Where the hell is it all going?"

   Without a doubt this was the most sexual woman he had ever encountered.
She now had thirty four inches of cock buried in her small body, including
the ten inches of Don's pole she had sucked into her throat, and she seemed
to want still more!

   "You're just going to have to be satisfied with what you've got, little
lady," he thought, ramming his hard prick into the creamy softness of her
ass while she bucked wildly, grinding into his hips, moaning her pleasure,
her pretty head bobbing fiercely up and down on Don's pole, her hair
flying.

   Not surprisingly, Donny was the first to cum.  Releasing his hold on her
mother's hips, he tangled his fingers in Angel's thick blond hair, pulling
her head roughly into his crotch as his sack released it's load of hot
sperm deep into her hungry, sensuous throat.  Tenderly she milked the huge
rod with her hands, sucking every last drop of the sticky fluid into her
sweet mouth.  As Don's pole was being sucked dry, Sam's thick member
suddenly expanded, filling with his hot load.  He pulled the older woman's
head back as her mouth opened wide so that he could enjoy watching his cock
spurt the white fluid into her open mouth.  She then sucked at the tip,
making sure that none of it went to waste.  Her mouth now full of his cum,
she smiled sweetly at the younger man and swallowed it all in one gulp. 
She then squeezed at his balls, forcing a few last drops from his slowly
deflating manhood which she licked with her tongue, teasing the tiny
opening as though searching for more.  Now she concentrated on her own
orgasm and the tongue licking deep inside her firm vagina.  Once again, Don
had taken hold of Crystal's hips, lifting her gently, directing her wet
cunt, now more able to concentrate on her hard bud.  As before, he teased
the firm clit, following the base of it with his tongue, grazing it gently
with his teeth, sucking it while his tongue flicked at it.  He wanted to
feel the older woman's climax, needed to know that he could make a real
woman cum.

   Releasing her hold on Sam's well sucked cock, she grasped Don's head in
both of her hands, pulling his mouth tightly against her pulsing cunt as
she climaxed, grinding her hips roughly onto his mouth, scraping her clit
against his teeth.  Helpless against her attack, Don merely let her have
her way with him, sucking hard at the firm feast, Crystal's delicious
juices soon filling his mouth.  Swallowing the tasty fluid, he licked and
sucked the firm cunt clean while she continued to grind her hips into his
face, groaning loudly as the orgasms flowed over her satisfied body. 
Shuddering her last climax, she gently laid his weary head back on the
floor, stroking his wet hair.  Tired, worn out, and very satisfied, Crystal
dismounted her young stallion and kissed his moist mouth.

   "Thank you," she said softly.  "You have a very talented tongue you
know, it's no wonder Angel loves you.  By the way, come over to the house
any time."

   Her back had been toward her daughter, and she had been decidedly
otherwise occupied, so she was unaware of what was going on behind her.  As
the thoroughly satisfied Don scooted out from under Angel's grip, she
concentrated on the feeling the thick cock in her ass was producing .  Eyes
closed, her small but strong fingers gripping the thick carpet, she rammed
her firm ass into Dean's hips, matching his thrusts perfectly, moaning and
mewling loudly with the pleasure his thick cock was giving her.  His hands
held her thighs firmly as he slammed into her tiny hole unmercifully,
grunting like a wild animal, consumed with passion for the beautiful blond
girl, the daughter of his brother.  The niece he had lusted after for two
years had become the whore of his wildest dreams.  The daydreams he had
harbored of her now came flooding back through his mind as he rammed his
hard cock into her tender body, driving his lust hotter and hotter for her
young flesh.  In his mind she became a slave to sex, wanting him always. 
Begging for release, demanding to suck him, fuck him.  Always satisfied by
him but always wanting more.  Now she finally knelt before him, her sweet
ass full of his manhood, the shuddering body demanding to be filled with
his cum.

   While her best friend was busy with her uncle, Vicki's tender mouth was
being stretched to it's limit by David's massive dong.  Gently he pushed
her away.

   "Don't you like me?" she asked, disappointed that she couldn't satisfy
the older man.

   "I like you a lot," he replied, pulling her to her feet.  "Care to try
something a little different?"

   "I'm always willing to learn something new," she said, giving his huge
rod a squeeze.

   "Then trust me a little on this one," he said with a smile.

   Bending sideways and crossing his arms, he lifted the green eyed beauty
by the waist, twisted her upside down and buried his tongue deep into her
moist vagina.  With a happy squeal she wrapped her arms around his waist,
her legs around his strong neck, and her mouth around his throbbing cock.
With her legs, she slid up and down his smooth body, driving his hard tool
deeper and deeper into her up-turned throat while his tongue licked inside
the wet channel of her hot, young cunt, teasing her clit.  Sliding further
down his body with her every sliding thrust, she took as much of his cock
into her precious throat as she could stand each time until she had finally
succeeded in taking it all.  Now fully impaled on his cock, they held each
other tightly, while he thrust his hips, fucking her tender throat, her
beautiful red hair brushing the floor, flowing like a waterfall.  Vicki
locked his head in place with her strong legs, pulling his mouth tightly
onto her wet cunt, his tongue snaking into her warm canal.  Neither of the
couple could breathe, and neither cared, both knowing the other was close
to orgasm.  Shuddering violently, a hand groping for her head, preventing
any movement, David's cock exploded it's thick load of cum deep into her
belly.  His tongue began a violent probing of the tight vagina as Vicki too
began to climax, her legs squeezing and releasing his head as the waves of
orgasm flowed over her hungry body.  Harshly she ground her hips into his
mouth as he sucked at the enflamed clit, driving the beautiful red head
into a frenzy while she sucked the last drops of cum from his cock. 
Thoroughly satisfied, David fell to his knees and laid the happy girl onto
the floor as her mouth continued to suck the rapidly shrinking pole. 
Reluctantly she released her hold on his neck, spreading her legs wide
apart as he continued teasing her clit, sucking the tasty juices from her
shuddering pussy.



   Soon, too soon for Angel, she felt Dean swell deep inside her and knew
that her beloved uncle Dean was about to give her what she had wanted from
him for so very long.  With a deep groan, and one last violent thrust,
driving his hard pole firmly into her tight ass, Dean climaxed deep into
his beautiful niece's body.  Wave after wave of semen erupted from his
massive cock, more than she believed a man could hold.  Holding her thighs
firmly, his cock driven into her ass to the hilt, she was unable to contain
it all, no matter how tightly she squeezed him.  Great droplets of his hot
cum splashed onto the carpet making a sticky mess as it dripped off her
sweet cunt lips and his balls.  With a satisfied sigh, Dean stroked the
sweet ass a few more times before his cock began to go limp and useless. 
He then collapsed in a heap behind her and watched in fascination as she
continued to pleasure herself.  Unaware that she was the center of
attention, Angel rolled onto her back, spread her legs wide apart and
thrust her pelvis into the air, her eyes shut tightly as though in
concentration.  Everyone watched in silent awe as the still buried dildo
began to slowly emerge a few inches from her tight pussy, and then
disappear again, sucked into her firm body by the contractions of her
talented cunt.  Several times she performed the feat of muscular magic
before grasping the head of the emerging cock head with both hands. 
Breathing heavily now she began masturbating herself wildly with the dildo,
moaning loudly, calling out Donny's name, then Dean's, then Vicki's in a
soft voice, begging them to fuck her till she couldn't move.  Begging for
cock like a wanton whore.  Finally, mercifully, the release came for the
beautiful Angel as she screamed out her powerful climax, ramming the
monstrous dildo into her tender cunt, fingering her burning clit, jerking
and thrusting until the waves of incredible pleasure passed through her
sweating body.  As she lay on the floor breathing heavily, the others
watched as the dildo once again disappeared and reemerged from her pink
cunt lips before finally disappearing for good into the exhausted blond.

   Finally she became aware of the silence surrounding her and opened her
eyes to look around.

   "That was quite a show," said Crystal with a smile.  "Would you like to
give the dildo back to us now dear, someone else may want to use it."

   "I guess so," said Angel sheepishly.  Standing slowly, she spread her
legs slightly, preparing to release the plastic dong from her tight cunt.

   "I'll bet you couldn't suck that much cock," David whispered into
Crystal's ear.

   "Wait Angel," she called to her daughter.  "Two hundred dollars says
you're wrong," she returned to David.

   "You're on!"

   Sinking to her knees in front of her beautiful daughter and looking into
her disbelieving eyes she said; "Out with it Angel!"

   Slowly the head of the plastic prick emerged from the depths of Angel's
overheated body.  Licking her lips, Crystal took the head of it in her
sensuous mouth and began sucking it as though it were real, drawing it from
her sweet Angel's cunt into her own throat.  Fingering her own clit as her
lust increased, she drew ever more of the thing into her throat as Angel
squeezed it out with her vaginal muscles.  Totally amazed by the scene
before them, all of the men began to masturbate their limp pricks with
little hope of ever achieving erection again that night.  Three fingers
disappeared into Vicki's throbbing channel.

   As Angel began to caress her beloved mother's head, it began to bob and
jerk as she bit and pulled at the huge tool, taking ever more into her
throat.  A few more seconds passed as the others watched the dildo pass
from daughter's cunt to mother's throat until at last the other head
emerged from Angel's wet pussy with a quiet slurping sound.  With a defiant
toss of her head, Crystal closed her mouth over the cock head causing an
admiring gasp from everyone.  Reopening her mouth, she grasped the thing
and removed it triumphantly.

   "I'll expect cash," she told David.  No one spoke for several seconds

   "We could make money with that trick," she finally said to Angel.

   "Mom," her daughter whispered, "I love you, I think we're going to be
okay now!"

   "So do I dear," returned Crystal, "but right now we have a very nasty
mess to clean up.  We can hardly expect poor Vicki to clean up after your
birthday party can we?"

   "Hey you party crashers," called Vicki, "anyone for cake and ice-cream?"
Tired, but hungry, the party goers all agreed that cake and ice-cream was
just what was needed to revive them.  An hour later they had all recovered
enough to have enjoyed new pleasures.  The women had eaten ice-cream topped
with the men's semen, at Vicki's suggestion.  Sitting around the low coffee
table laughing at the idea, but intrigued by it, Angel took hold of Dean
and Donny's cocks and began stroking them, while Vicki warmed up to her own
suggestion by taking hold of David's willing pole, and sucking greedily at
Sam's.  Crystal loaded a large bowl with the cold treat and began to stir
it into a semi-soft soup.  One after the other, Angel and Vicki sucked and
licked the two huge cocks in their charge, constantly stroking them until
both girls could feel the urgent swellings begin to signal impending
climax. Sitting cross-legged on the floor between the two girls, Crystal
held the bowl of creamy ice-cream, waiting to catch the topping.  Sam's
cock was the first to erupt from the attention of Vicki's tender mouth. 
His first reaction was to pull the beautiful red head into his hips, to
shoot his load into her sucking mouth.  Pulling away quickly, she aimed his
cock into the bowl, dipping the head into the soupy desert as he erupted.
Taking over for the younger girl and milking his shaft until she was sure
he was empty, Crystal sucked the tip of Sam's cock clean while Vicki began
using her talented mouth on David.  Dean was next, followed quickly by
Donny and finally David, all shooting their copious loads of cum into the
bowl, Crystal enjoying herself by cleaning the treat from each cock head
after squeezing each man's semen from his pole.

   Crystal tried it first, proclaimed it an excellent desert, and offered
the spoon and bowl to the two girls who agreed that it was a new found
taste treat.  The men declined the offer to try the mixture but agreed that
cake a la quim might just be the treat of a lifetime.  After finishing
their ice-cream and cream desert, the women laid back while Dean sliced the
remains of the cake and applied it to their bodies, smearing the chocolate
onto the smooth porcelain skin before adding ice-cream onto them. 
Squealing from the cold, Angel pulled Donny's hot body onto hers, squirming
like a snake, her arms and legs wrapped firmly around him as she smeared
their two bodies with the soupy mix.  Vicki and Crystal did the same with
Sam and David.  Crystal scooped a mound of the sloppy stuff between her
legs as Dean massaged the mixture into her body and then began the
delightful task of cleaning up the mess with his tongue while she
tongue-cleaned David's prick.  Moving from body to body, the men eagerly
licked the confection off of the three beautiful women while they returned
the favor, paying particular attention to the erect cocks that waved at
their faces.

   The grandfather clock in the upstairs hall chimed five times as the
sexually exhausted group finally broke up.  Sam decided to stay with Vicki,
at least until her parents got home.

   "Just to make sure she's safe," he said.

   "Donny and I will be by later to make sure," promised Angel.  "Besides,
I think mom is going to want some time with David and uncle Dean!"

   "You be sure to call if you need anything," said Crystal with a wave to
the couple standing naked in the doorway.  "Say!  My birthday is in two
weeks, does anyone feel like doing this again soon?"

   The laughter from the group drifted down the block as the neighborhood
awoke to begin another drudgery filled workday.

   END?

   not quite!

   As I type the final letter, the final period on the page and begin to
hit "save" on the computer screen, I hear the very unmistakable sound of
female giggling behind me.  The door had not been opened, of that I am
certain, and up till now, I had been quite alone.  Whirling around in my
chair, I see what can only be described as a vision, for it can hardly be
anything else but.  Behind me stand two of the most beautiful women I could
have ever imagined, more beautiful than I could ever have dreamed of. 
Dressed only in sheer lace teddies, nylons and high-heels they could almost
pass as twins.  Thick blond hair streams down over their shoulders,
cascading over flawless breasts, bright blue eyes dancing as they smile
(lustfully?) at me.  As would any true macho male, my brain goes instantly
numb and my mouth utters some nonsense that sounds roughly like, "How did
you get in here?" Again I hear that musical laughter, a sound that
musicians have searched for, for centuries.

   "You created us, you nit wit.  I'm Crystal and this is Angel.  We've
come for you!"

   My brain reels in disbelief, this can't happen, not to me, not to
anyone! It defies the laws of logic and reality.

   "It can happen, it is happening because here we are in the flesh!  Deal
with it!  You willed us to life by force of your own lustful desires, now
here we are!"

   It's worse than I thought, they can read my mind too!

   "Of course we can.  We're the product of your warped imagination, you
sick pervert," said Angel with the prettiest smile you can imagine.

   "Not possible," I insist stubbornly.  "You only exist in my computer. 
Actually on paper first before I rewrote this onto disc.  So there, since
you can't be in three places at once, you can't possibly exist.  I must be
really, really tired!"

   "Wrong again," returns Angel.  "Read the hard copy, read the computer
screen.  Out loud if you would be so very kind," she taunts.

   What the hell, I figure, I can humor a phantom as well as the next guy,
so I reopen the handwritten book.  It's almost empty!  A few scattered
words here and there on the pages but mostly blank.  Page after page, blank
as they were when I started the story.  No reference to either Angel or her
fantastic mother Crystal or anything they did.  I hit the space bar on the
computer, ending the screen saver.  It'