Neighborhood Slut by Eros (Bi incest)


Chapter 1.

Marcy Morris was looking forward to the naughty evening that she and 
her handsome husband, Jim, had planned. Marcy loved to fuck, and her 
husband loved to watch her get fucked, which was very convenient. Like 
Jack Spratt and his wife, licking the platter clean, she figured. They 
never had any trouble finding guys to fuck her, because Marcy had the 
face of an angel, the body of a porno queen and an insatiable sexual 
appetite. 

She was truly spectacular... long, dark hair, flashing eyes, and a 
full, red, sensual mouth that looked just made for wrapping round a 
man's cock. Her breasts were firm and large, but somehow seemed as 
perfectly proportioned as the rest of her gorgeous body. She had long, 
tanned legs, a narrow waist, and an ass most men would gladly die for. 
Actually several had... but that's another story. 

This particular evening, Jim had set it up for Marcy to get fucked by 
two of his friends and, naturally, Marcy was horny as could be at the 
very prospect. But she didn't want to fuck Jim or give herself a hand-
job to relieve the pressure because, with two lovers to accommodate in 
a few hours, she figured it would be better for all concerned to let 
her cunt simmer with anticipation. Jim felt the same way. He had a 
gigantic hard-on stuffing the front of his trousers, but he didn't want 
to empty his balls until after he had watched Marcy get fucked. 

Marcy was trying to watch television, but with her pussy smoldering and 
juicing merrily away, she couldn't get comfortable. Jim was squirming 
around as well, the front of his pants stretched taut with an almost 
painful erection. Marcy kept throwing glances at Jim's bulging crotch. 
The sight of her husband's obvious arousal made her pussy even hotter. 
She knew that it was going to be difficult to resist temptation, so she 
decided to take a walk to cool off. 

Jim agreed it was a good idea, because he was having a hard time 
restraining himself from whipping his prick out and jumping his sexy 
young wife on the spot! 

So, Marcy went for a stroll, with fascinating results...... 

Marcy was walking along the footpath through fairly heavy bushes and 
foliage, the gentle afternoon breeze doing very little to cool down the 
fires of passion that raged within her. As she passed a shady glen, 
shielded by the surrounding undergrowth, Marcy thought she heard a 
noise. She stopped and listened. The faint sound of voices filtered 
through the undergrowth. Suddenly, her horniness was overwhelmed by 
curiosity. Looking around to see if anyone was watching her, Marcy 
ducked into the bushes and peeked into the clearing. 

Sitting on a bench in the middle of the clearing were a couple of 
teenagers, a girl and a boy. Marcy recognised them both. The girl was 
Tracy Jackson, a pretty little sixteen-year-old who lived a couple of 
doors down from Marcy. The boy was her boyfriend, Bobby Wilson. 

Tracy was the classic `blue-eyed blonde', a real little stunner. Marcy 
had seen her husband staring hungrily at the girl's long, tanned legs 
and surprisingly well-developed young tits several times now. She'd 
jabbed Jim viciously in the ribs and reminded him that the girl was 
only sixteen, to which he'd replied, "Old enough to bleed... old enough 
to breed!" Jim could be totally uncouth sometimes, thought Marcy as she 
turned her attention to Tracy's young male companion. 

Bobby was a good-looking, dark-haired, athletic boy who lived a couple 
of streets away. He didn't have car yet, so he walked over to visit 
Tracy every day. To see them sitting together somewhere was such a 
common sight around the neighborhood, that Marcy was about to move off 
and continue her walk. 

Then, just as she was about to turn away, Bobby put his arm around 
Tracy, and slid his hand down inside the girl's blouse. Marcy halted in 
her tracks and grinned. They obviously thought they were secluded 
enough to do some heavy petting. 

Marcy knew that she should just move on quietly and leave them to it. 
But her horniness had not subsided and suddenly she had a kinky urge to 
spy on them. Although Marcy was the `performer' and her husband was the 
`voyeur' in their marital misbehavior, Marcy liked to peek a bit, 
herself. 

The raven-haired beauty crept closer and stepped into the concealing 
shade of a large tree, excited by the idea of watching the two 
youngsters involved in their secretive sex-play. 

It soon got more exciting. 

Bobby opened Tracy's blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, and when her 
blouse fell open, she shrugged it back onto her slim shoulders and 
arched her supple back, thrusting her bare tits out. Her nipples were 
swollen and flushed, jutting out stiffly. The sight actually made 
Marcy's mouth water. 

Although she was certainly not a fully-fledged lesbian, Marcy found 
that she loved variety and enjoyed fooling around with other women from 
time to time, especially if there was an audience of men watching. 

Sexy little Tracy was turning her on a lot! 

Bobby began to feel Tracy up with both hands, massaging her firm 
conical-shaped tits and pulling at the perky nipples. Tracy squirmed 
and wriggled, starting to pant. As Bobby kissed her on the lips, Marcy 
watched their tongues flashing sensuously back and forth. Then he 
dropped his head down and began to suck on her erect nipples, switching 
back and forth as he sucked each swollen pink bud in turn. 

Marcy's lips and tongue were working automatically, as she emulated the 
young man's tit-sucking. She envied Tracy that attentive mouth just as 
she envied Bobby that succulent mouthful. 

"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned. 

Bobby made moist, muffled sounds on her bare young tits as he drew the 
stiff nipples into his mouth, nibbling them with his lips. The blonde 
girl arched and stroked the back of his head as her boyfriend sucked 
her tits. Bobby slid his hand up Tracy's thigh and under her short 
skirt. Marcy wished he would remove that skirt. She wanted to see 
Tracy's pussy. But the kids were still in a semi-public place and 
evidently didn't dare to get fully disrobed. Marcy knew that it must be 
very frustrating for them. It was for her, as well. 

Marcy was close enough now that she could hear every sound they made, 
close enough even to catch the odour of Tracy's horny young pussy as it 
heated up. Her nostrils flared. The cool afternoon breeze was wafting 
the fragrance of pussy-perfume to her as Tracy got hotter. Marcy 
breathed in the pungent fumes steaming from the girl's pussy, 
tantalizing herself. 

Her tongue seemed to sizzle in her saliva as she inhaled that 
succulent, randy aroma and imagined what it would be like to go down on 
a girl as young as Tracy. The thought of tonguing her tight little 
teenaged cunt was making Marcy tremble. 

Bobby was obviously finger-fucking Tracy up under her skirt now, and 
Marcy couldn't see the action. But she was willing to bet that the 
nubile young nymphette had a juicy pussy, just the sort that Marcy 
loved to lick. 

"Ohhhh, Bobby! Keep it up! I'm gonna cum!" Tracy moaned. 

Bobby's hand moved rhythmically between her parted thighs and he 
continued to suck on her tits as he brought her to the crest of her 
orgasm. Tracy seemed to vibrate like a tuning fork as she climaxed. Her 
nipples swelled between Bobby's lips and her cunt melted on his 
caressing hand. 

It took her a long time to finish cumming. The sexy little sixteen-
year-old had soared rapidly the peak and she held there, panting and 
moaning, as the waves of orgasm rushed across her belly and raced like 
high-voltage current up her trembling thighs, the waves coming faster 
and higher and merging into a tidal crest of passion. 

The bouquet of her creaming cunt clung in the glen, cloying and mouth-
watering. What a shame to waste a cunt-cum on a hand-job, Marcy 
thought. Tracy jerked, lifting her knees. Her short skirt slid high up 
her legs, and Marcy could see ribbons of creamy cunt-juice unwinding 
down the sleek flesh of her inner thighs. 

The bench was getting slippery under the girl's ass as her pussy 
spilled and overflowed. Her hips were moving in a fucking motion as she 
ground her pussy on Bobby's hand. Her belly pumped and her pretty face 
twisted from side to side, eyes narrowed to slits, mouth slack and 
panting. 

The hem of her skirt was up to her hips now, and Marcy sank down to her 
knees on the ground, so that she could see up Tracy's skirt. Tracy had 
obviously come to the park prepared to get finger-fucked, Marcy 
realized-because the naughty little minx wasn't wearing any panties! 

Marcy could see just a hint of Tracy's pussy, just a shadowy glimpse in 
the darkness under her skirt. It was enough to make the woman's tongue 
tingle and her mouth fill up with saliva. Marcy was drooling almost as 
lavishly as Tracy was juicing off! 

Tracy gave a soft, prolonged whimper as she surged to the highest peak 
of her orgasm, then she began to ebb. Bobby finger-fucked her down 
through the slow descent, working the final spasms from her creamy 
cunt. Drained, Tracy slumped back, a dreamy, blissful smile on her 
lovely face. 

"Ummmmm... God, that was fantastic, Bobby!" she purred. 

Bobby raised his head from her tits and drew his hand out from under 
her skirt. His fingers were dripping, and his palm held a pool of 
pussy-cum. It looked as if his hand had melted in the heat of her 
crotch. Marcy was dizzy with desire. She hoped there would be more to 
see. 

And there was... 


Chapter 2. 

Bobby leaned back and they cuddled cheek to cheek for a moment. 

"Do me, baby," he rasped. 

Tracy reached down and cupped the swollen bulge of his hard-on through 
his tight jeans. Her fingers traced the fat outline of his cock and 
balls through the denim. His stiff young erection was jerking and 
twitching with arousal, threatening to burst right through the tightly-
stretched crotch of his jeans. Where his cock-head was outlined 
prominently, a damp, sticky patch was spreading out, as his pre-cum 
seeped through the fabric. She cupped the bulge of his balls and 
fingered the flaring wedge of his cock-knob and traced her fingertips 
up the outline of his cock-shaft. 

"Mmmmmmmm, yeahhhh! Take it out, babe" he urged. 

The young blonde needed no coaxing. She unbuckled his belt and 
unsnapped the waistband of his jeans, then drew the zipper of his fly 
down slowly, inch by teasing inch. Marcy moaned. Bobby wasn't wearing 
any underwear either! 

When the front of his jeans flipped open, his cock shot out like a 
rocket. Marcy gave a little gasp when she saw how well-hung the young 
teenager was. Her eyes were glued to his crotch and she gazed at the 
boy's huge, stiff cock with a hungry longing. Although she had enjoyed 
looking at Tracy's naked young cunt... what little she'd seen of it... 
Marcy's sexual preference was still predominantly for prick. And 
handsome young Bobby sure had a big one! 

Although quite athletic-looking, Bobby was of slim build, but his erect 
prick looked incredibly huge, almost incongruously large for his 
slender young frame. It was quite long and very thick. Marcy found 
herself comparing it to Jim's cock, but even her well-endowed husband 
would have had trouble competing with Bobby. 

Marcy was breathing deeply as the gamy scent of hot male genitals 
drifted to her nostrils. Tracy had drawn her hands away and she was 
leaning over her boyfriend's crotch, gazing at his hard-on, her blue 
eyes crossing as she concentrated on the bulging cock-knob. Marcy 
wondered if she was going to suck him off. She sure hoped so! How she 
longed to see the young girl's sensual mouth working on Bobby's man-
sized prick. 

But the kids were making out in a public park. And evidently Tracy 
didn't dare to get too involved, although from the hungry way she was 
staring at her boyfriend's prick, it seemed certain that she would have 
relished a mouthful of his hot cock-meat. 

"Ohhhhh, come on! Jack me off, honey!" Bobby croaked. 

Marcy sighed, realizing that she wasn't going to get to see a blow-job. 
Still, she could look on the bright side... a hand-job had its own 
attractions. If Tracy jerked him off, Marcy would get to see the boy's 
ejaculation, something she wouldn't have seen if he squirted his load 
down Tracy's throat. Still kneeling, Marcy fought against the urge to 
play with her own steamy pussy as she watched, fascinated, eager for 
the creamy conclusion. 

"Jack me off on your tits, baby," Bobby groaned. "My fucking balls are 
so damn full, they ache!" 

Tracy cupped the boy's balls in the palm of her left hand, jiggling the 
solid nut-sacs, lifting them slightly, as if judging the weight of his 
cum-load. She folded her right hand around his cock-shaft, at the top, 
and skinned down, baring his cock-head, making the fat, bloated tip 
flare out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. 

Gooey pre-cum gushed from the slit and ran down his prick. The stuff 
looked thin and watery, compared to cum, but much more slippery. A pool 
of this cock-lube welled up on the web between Tracy's thumb and 
forefinger. She skimmed up, holding his cock lightly, her palm and 
encircling fingers barely brushing the thick shaft of his throbbing 
erection. 

She pulled up and down, her hand gliding on a film of his warm, 
slippery lubrication. Bobby groaned and leaned back on the bench, 
hiking his ass up. The muscles of his young thighs were taut as steel 
bands and his heels were drumming on the ground as he humped his hips 
up, fucking his cock through Tracy's clenched fist as she jerked him 
off with a slow, practised rhythm. 

"Unnngghhhhhh, Jesus yeahhhh! Milk my meat, Tracy!" he grunted. 

The willing girl tightened her grip. As she pulled up, his foreskin 
sheathed his cock-knob in a fleshy carpet. And as she pumped back down 
toward his balls, the shiny, purple head flared out, moist and 
glistening. 

Marcy's mouth was watering at the sight and the scent of the boy's 
stiff cock-meat as much as she had over the thought of tongue-fucking 
the young girl. She was sure glad that her kinky husband had fixed her 
up with two guys tonight! One man would never satisfy her after all 
this visual stimulation. It was too bad that Jim hadn't arranged a 
gang-bang with a dozen or more guys. Watching these two horny kids go 
at it had her insatiable little twat absolutely sizzling. 

Tracy leaned over her boyfriend's lap, her pert young tits bobbing 
saucily, providing a target for his cum-cannon. She began to jack his 
prick faster, and Bobby heaved up and down as he fucked his prick 
through her fist. 

"Cum, Bobby! Shoot on my tits!" she panted. 

"I'm nearly there, honey... any minute," he moaned huskily, his whole 
body shaking with the rising spasms. 

His prick hissed through her hand, the ventral vein pounding violently. 
As his prick-knob loomed up, it swelled out in a huge wedge. His cock 
was going up and down like a heavy-duty shock absorber as his ass 
bounced rhythmically on the park bench. 

"Ooooooh, you're so hard! Cum for me, Bobby!" Tracy panted. 

Yeah, cum on her tits, Marcy silently urged. Like Tracy, Marcy's gaze 
was glued to the head of Bobby's cock. She was as eager to see the boy 
shoot his cum as she was to see it splatter all over Tracy's gorgeous 
little tits. Bobby's prick jerked mightily in the young girl's flashing 
fist. 

"Here it comes!" he howled, throwing his head and shoulders back as he 
heaved his hips up. 

"Ummm... ummmm!" Tracy whimpered hammering her tiny fist up and down as 
fast as she could. 

With a gurgling cry, Bobby's climax exploded. The cum rushed up the 
core of his cock and shot from his piss-hole in a great geyser. Silvery 
sperm splattered on Tracy's tits in abundance, soaking the slopes, 
seeping into the cleft, oozing onto the nipples. 

A jism-jet skimmed up her breastbone and splashed in the fluttering 
hollow of her delicate throat. Another shot of cum flew over her 
shoulder in a milky blob as the virile young boy kept on squirting. His 
balls seemed bottomless, his cock a veritable fountain of sperm, his 
sexual vitality endless. 

Bobby had pumped out a flood of jism already, yet he was still 
spurting, hosing her neck and tits as she turned his cock in her hand, 
playing the stream over her face. Cum skimmed along her cheek, and a 
glob clung to her tawny tresses like molasses. Tracy was so coated with 
cum that she looked like a glazed doughnut, frosted like a gingerbread 
cookie, and still he kept on spraying her with cum. 

"Don't stop!.... More! More!" she wailed crazily.  Another gusher hit 
her tits and cascaded down through her cleavage, like a pearly river 
running through a smooth ravine. One last spurt of jism splattered on 
her chin, and Bobby began to flag at last, sprawling back along the 
bench, looking happy by satisfied in the afterglow of his lengthy 
orgasm. 

Tracy continued to jerk her fist up and down on his prick, milking out 
the last gooey trickles. The cum was no longer squirting, but it still 
oozed out, clinging to the head of his cock like frosting on a cup-
cake. Thick and creamy, the cum slid on down his cock-shaft, 
lubricating her pumping fingers. 

Tracy squeezed and drew her fist up his prick as if getting the dregs 
out of a toothpaste tube. Bobby groaned. With his balls drained now, it 
felt as if she were dragging his asshole inside out as she tugged up 
his still-taut prick. 

Marcy was dizzy with desire and she gazed at the incredibly erotic 
sight before her. Bobby's prick was all coated with creamy cum. She had 
never seen so much jizz squirt out of a cock in her life... that was 
saying a lot. What a lucky girl Tracy was to have such a virile young 
boyfriend like Bobby, she figured. But a silly girl, too. Marcy would 
have never squandered such a precious load of cum on a mere hand-job! 

She was hot with desire to take Bobby's Bobby's prick in her own mouth 
and to suck up his spilled spunk from Tracy's tits. She didn't actually 
expect that to happen. But there was jism all over the place now, and 
cunt-cream, too, and Marcy was thinking that even a second-hand taste 
would be a treat... 


Chapter 3. 

Bobby's cock was softening a bit now, drooping and bending, but it was 
still an impressive size. Tracy held it against her chest, rubbing the 
cummy tip onto her tits and nudging it into her cleavage. Then she 
worked the cum into her tits with her hands, massaging the boy's sticky 
sperm into her breasts and nipples like a body lotion. 

Their heavy petting session over, the teenagers got their clothing 
arranged and, hand in hand, strolled from the clearing. Marcy ducked 
back behind the tree and the starry-eyed young lovers passed without 
noticing her, never guessing that they had been observed. 

Marcy waited until they were out of sight down the footpath, then she 
moved over to the bench. The wooden slats were slippery with jism and 
pussy-juice. The stuff was still warm. Marcy looked around to make sure 
that no one happened to be watching her, as she had watched the two 
teenagers... although, in truth, she was the sort of exhibitionist who 
loved to be looked at when she was being naughty and wouldn't at all 
have minded being spied on. 

She knelt on the ground and opened her blouse and began to rub her tits 
on the cum-slick bench. She held the creamy globes in her hands, 
lifting and deepening the smooth cleavage while, twisting lithely from 
the hips, she swung her big tits back and forth in the spilled fuck-
juices. 

Then she sat back on her heels and, holding her tits up, tilted her 
raven head down. She licked her tits and nipples, then sucked on the 
swollen pink nubs, tasting boy-cum and cunt-juice on her own tits. Her 
pussy was smoldering. She squirmed out of her bikini pants and sat down 
on the slimy park bench. She began to squirm and wriggle, wiping her 
pussy around in the spilled cum. She could feel the cum heat up again 
and soak into her cunt-slot. 

Marcy slid her hand down over her dark, bushy vee and fingered her 
pussy, working Bobby's cum and Tracy's cunt-cream into her hot, gaping 
twat. Then she licked her slimy palm and sucked on her sticky fingers, 
tasting her own cunt-juice, embellished by Tracy's cunt-cum and 
enhanced by Bobby's jism. 

She scooped up some cum from the puddle on the bench and nudged her 
slippery finger into her asshole, as if she were getting ass-fucked by 
proxy. She sucked that nasty finger, as well, all the cummy flavors 
blended with the tart taste of her shit-hole. It was driving her 
crazy.. She slid down to the ground again and knelt over the bench. Her 
face went down and her tongue pushed out, and Marcy began to lick all 
the residue up from the seat with lewd slurping sounds. 

The fuck-juices had gotten mingled together, but her expert tongue 
could separate the flavors, identifying the starchy taste of cum and 
the musky succulence of cunt-cream. She licked and sucked until she had 
absorbed every gooey drop and left the bench glistening with her 
saliva. Marcy hadn't wanted to cum until she was in bed with the two 
guys that her husband had made arrangements with, but now her pussy was 
starting to melt and she was unable to stem the tide. It no longer 
mattered, though, because Marcy was so hot and horny from playing the 
peeper and licking up the spilled spunk that she knew she was going to 
remain aroused, no matter how often she brought herself off. 

Marcy reached into her crotch and grasped her clit between thumb and 
forefinger. She tugged once-and the fiery nugget exploded instantly. 
Her clit went off like a blasting cap, setting off a deeper explosion 
in the depths of her hot cunt. She frigged herself through an orgasm 
and finished, panting-and feeling every bit as horny as she had before 
she had relieved herself by hand. 

There were still a couple hours before she and Jim were due to visit 
his two friends, and Marcy figured that Jim was just going to have to 
fuck her first. Anyhow, once she told him what she had seen and how she 
had tongued up the creamy results, she felt confident that her husband, 
too, would stay horny all night. 

She buttoned her blouse up and pulled her sodden panties back on and 
headed for home, eager for a marital mating as a sort of prelude to the 
orgy. But on her way home, fate took a hand. She happened to run into 
Tracy again... 

Tracy had walked Bobby as far as the street, where they lingered over 
some deep and passionate kissing for a while. Then the boy had trudged 
off on the long walk back to his own home, and Tracy stood waving at 
him, looking wistful. 

Marcy walked up to the blonde teenager and greeted her with a cheery 
hello. Tracy smiled politely, but looked glum. That surprised Marcy, 
since she knew for a fact that Tracy had recently gotten her rocks off 
and should have been more happy and content. 

"What's wrong, honey? You look sort of sad," Marcy said. "Did you have 
a fight with your boyfriend?" 

"Oh, no. It isn't that," Tracy sighed. The girl looked thoughtful, as 
if contemplating how much she should confide in her older neighbor. 
"It's my mom," she said. 

Marcy waited, secretly excited that she was talking to Tracy with the 
taste of the pretty young girl's cunt still tingling on her tongue. It 
made her feel deliciously depraved. 

"Mom's a snoop," Tracy sighed. "Bobby walks miles to visit me, but Mom 
won't let us go in my room. And even if we sit in the television room, 
she makes us leave the damned door open." 

"How frustrating for you," Marcy sympathized. 

"She doesn't trust us," Tracy grumbled. 

I don't blame her, Marcy thought. 

"I sure wish we had a place to go where we could be alone together," 
Tracy said wistfully. 

And that gave Marcy an idea. It made the lusty woman feel like a 
marriage broker-or a pre-marital sex broker, more specifically. 

"Would you like to use my house?" she asked. "Jim and I are going out 
this evening. If you'd like to have Bobby come over in a couple of 
hours, you're more than welcome to entertain him at my place." 

"Oh, yeah... that would be great! " Tracy enthused. "If you don't 
mind." 

"I certainly don't. But your mother..." 

"I can tell her that I got a job babysitting and I'll be out late. She 
won't get suspicious about that." 

"Fine. You can even spend the night, if you like," Marcy added, 
meaningfully. 

Tracy had started to glow with anticipation, and she and Marcy looked 
at each other like conspirators plotting an act of anarchy in an attic. 
Tracy looked down the street, thinking that she should call Bobby back 
and tell him the good news, but the boy was already out of sight. 

"I'll have to phone him after he gets home," the girl said. "Or maybe I 
better wait and phone him from your house, so my Mom doesn't listen 
in... the snoop that she is. And you could do me a real big favor, too. 
If you'll phone my house, I'll answer it and pretend that you're 
someone calling me to babysit, okay?" 

"Sure. I'm always glad to help young people get some privacy," Marcy 
replied. 

Tracy blushed prettily. She wished that her mom was more like Marcy. 

"Okay, I'll see you later, then... and thanks a lot, Mrs Morris," the 
teenager said, and she headed off home. 

Marcy looked after the slim young blonde, admiring the sexy, 
provocative swing of her ass and hips. It excited her to think about 
Tracy and Bobby fucking in her house, and the possibility of watching 
them do it. 

When Marcy got home, Jim was making himself a drink. The the bulge of 
his hard-on was still very evident. Marcy went directly to the 
telephone and dialed, grinning at him. Tracy answered, and Marcy said 
nothing while the girl faked a conversation about babysitting 
overnight, for the benefit of her mother. When Marcy finally put down 
the phone, Jim gave her a puzzled look. 

"What was that all about?" 

Smiling mysteriously, Marcy walked over to him and kissed him hotly on 
the mouth. Jim looked more puzzled than ever. He licked her lips and 
tasted her tongue. 

"Have you been sucking cock?" he asked with a smile. 

"Not exactly," Marcy purred. 

Then, whispering with her lips on his, she told him what she had seen 
the teenagers do, and how she had licked up their combined juices from 
the park bench. Jim's breathing became hot and heavy as his wife told 
her story and soon he was as horny as Marcy. 


Chapter 4. 

Marcy ground her over-heated cunt mound against her husband's hard-on. 
He groaned, sucking her faithless tongue, getting a hint of Tracy's 
pussy-juice and Bobby's jizz. So much blood rushed down into his big 
prick that the man was swaying around, light-headed and dizzy with 
desire. 

"Ohh God, baby! I can't wait. I you to fuck me right now, " she 
whispered. Jim was in hearty agreement with that suggestion. 

They had planned to wait for the evening group action, but 
circumstances had changed that now. Marcy slid from his embrace and 
quickly removed her clothing. Her bikini panties were so wet that when 
she tossed them to the floor they fluttered down like a butterfly with 
damp wings. 

Jim stripped his own clothing off. His prick sprang up solid as an iron 
bar. Marcy started to move toward the couch, expecting him to fuck her 
there. But he stood where he was. Marcy approached him sinuously, 
licking her lips like a hungry tigress. She threw her arms around his 
sturdy shoulders and rolled her belly against his naked cock. His prick 
felt hot as a branding iron as it seared into her velvet-smooth flesh. 

Clinging to his shoulders, Marcy moved her body up and down, like an 
athlete warming up for a competition. She rose onto her toes and 
dropped back on her heels. Jim's stiff prick was rubbing up and down 
from her dark cunt-bush to her tits, laying a slimy trail of pre-cum on 
her smooth creamy skin. 

Marcy's thighs tensed, rippling with sinew. Then she bounded up like a 
pole vaulter and locked her legs around his hips. Her knees were hooked 
over his hip-bones and her ankles were locked behind his ass. Her 
thighs clamped him in a vise and she clung to his shoulders, her body 
completely off the floor. 

Jim held her by the ass, supporting her and lifting her higher up his 
torso. His prick was sliming her belly and her hot cunt was spilling 
over on his loins. She squirmed up and his fucker snapped into her 
crotch. She was balanced on top of his cock like a flagpole sitter, the 
bulbous head lodged in her cunt-slot. Jim angled his body back, leaning 
away, counterweighting her by holding his head and shoulders thrust 
back while he heaved his haunches up. 

Marcy was supported by her husband's hands under her ass-cheeks and his 
iron-hard cock in her groin as she clung to him with her arms and legs. 
Marcy was no lightweight-her tits were huge and heavy and her ass was 
plump, but Jim was holding her easily on hands and horn. Marcy swayed, 
hung up on his meat-hook. 

Then she began to push her pussy down onto the steely peg of his prick. 
His cock-head sank into her gooey gash and she wound her sinuous hips 
around, grinding her suction-cup pussy around on his rock-hard prick as 
he impaled her deeply. Cunt-cream streamed down his heavily veined 
cock-shaft and juiced over his balls as Marcy slid down and took 
another two or three inches of cock into her pussy. She paused there. 

Jim humped his hips, bouncing her on the thrust. His legs were 
widespread, his feet braced solidly on the floor, and he held steady 
while Marcy wiggled on down, taking more and more prick into her hungry 
cunt. Then, with a loud groan, Marcy plunged down and took his prick 
balls-deep into her foaming fuck-hole. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Her squeezebox pussy was tugging and dragging and pulling on his buried 
prick. The inner cunt-muscles contracted, molding her snug, vaginal 
sheath to the outline of his cock, rippling up and down as if she were 
using her fuck-hole to jack him off inside her loins. 

Holding her cunt jammed down to the hilt on his cock, Marcy undulated 
her hips, squirming and grinding around, wriggling like a fish on a 
hook. Then she began to fuck up and down. She pulled her slick pussy up 
until only the head of his cock was inside her, poised there, then 
dropped back down and took the full length of it again. 

Marcy was shimmying up and down on her husband's cock-shaft like a toy 
monkey on a stick. His thick, veined prick pulled out, glistening with 
her cunt-cream, steaming and throbbing. He rocked back on his heels, 
then thrust up, falling into rhythm with Marcy as she pulled up and 
sank down. His big hands massaged the cheeks of her ass as he lifted 
her up, but his prick was so rigid now it felt like he could have 
supported her on his cock alone. 

Jim's stiff fucker hissed up her cunt-hole, making loud slurping sounds 
as his swollen prick pounded into the drenched depths of her cunt. 
Marcy moaned as he filled her pussy. It felt like the end of his long, 
thick prick was going to come out of her mouth, he was fucking her so 
deeply. 

She jerked spasmodically and her feet kicked behind his grinding ass. 
Her hips pumped and her belly slid and she swung her ass from side to 
side, rocking her pelvis in the carnal cradle of their upright 
coupling. 

Marcy pulled her pussy up her husband's rampant cock and cunt-cream 
poured down lavishly, washing over his balls and running on down his 
thighs. He jolted in, jarring her pelvis as his prick plunged into the 
steaming depths of her pussy. Marcy felt as if she was melting. 

Jim's prick was fucking into her cunt like a jackhammer as she clung to 
him for dear life, grinding her hips down over his prick. With every 
thrust, she felt her clit mashing against his upthrust pubic bone, 
pushing her closer and closer to the orgasm she craved. And then it was 
upon her. 

His balls were swollen enormously as Jim surged toward his own creamy 
crest. He reared up, driving off bent knees, feet braced solidly on the 
carpet. His legs were shaking as he poured the prick to her in this 
dynamic knee-trembler and his chest heaved as he panted with the 
exertion. 

"Cum in me.... cum in my cunt!" she wailed. 

Cumming herself, the wanton woman longed to feel his hot, thick jism 
squirt into her cunt. Her inner cunt-rings tightened, pulling and 
clinging as if she were trying to suck the cum out of his balls by the 
sheer contractions of her climaxing cunt. 

Jim lifted his pretty wife's slender frame up and down, fucking her 
vigorously on his raging erection. Her tits jiggled wildly and her firm 
round ass squirmed in his squeezing fingers. Her thighs gripped his 
haunches, rippling as she rode out her orgasm, deeply impaled on her 
husband's pounding prick. 

Then, with a cry, he came, and a torrent of steaming spunk sped into 
the core of Marcy's mushy pussy, sloshing into her own flow and 
swirling around in a gooey whirlpool. As always, she cried out with the 
ecstasy of feeling his firey sperm fill her hot fuck-hole. Her own 
orgasm soared to the peak. 

Jim's cum continued to spurt into her spasming pussy in gooey geysers, 
filling her up. Then he pulled out and sank his prick in again to the 
balls and the sperm spilled from her cunt-slot, turning her crotch into 
a sticky mess and dribbling back over the big balls from which it had 
just been expelled. Jim started to stagger, his vitality ebbing away as 
he drained off his passion. Marcy jerked her knees up, and hunched her 
cunt at him like crazy, milking his twitching cock to the very last 
drop. 

One last squirt of cum jetted out and Jim's cock lay inert. The dregs 
were still seeping from the cock-tip and he held himself arched, no 
longer humping. He lifted Marcy by the ass, then let her drop back 
down, finishing off their mutual orgasm by sliding her cum-filled pussy 
up and down on his stationary prick. 

Marcy shuddered through her spasms, then clung to her husband 
adoringly, her head on his shoulder. Jim carried her over to the couch, 
his legs weak and wobbly. Despite his orgasm, his cock remained stiff 
and throbbing inside her, hardly softening at all, due mainly to the 
contractions of Marcy's cunt and the incredible tightness of it around 
his prick. 

Jim pulled his cock out and it snapped upright, stiff and glistening 
like a greased billy-club. His balls were slack now, but already 
beginning to refill. In fact, his formidable fucker was almost as stiff 
as it was when he started. He could have fucked Marcy again, without 
pausing for a moment. But the immediate pressure was off now, and they 
knew it wouldn't be a good idea to fuck themselves ragged, when they 
had a previous engagement. So they settled for a single fuck and got 
dressed to go out. And sexy little Tracy Jackson arrived to occupy the 
house in their absence... 


Chapter 5. 

Tracy arrived promptly at seven-thirty, just as Marcy and Jim finished 
getting ready to leave. Marcy showed her around the house and gave her 
a phone number where she could be reached in case of an emergency. Jim 
watched the sexy young girl's pert little ass and tits jiggle as she 
walked around after Marcy. He could see why Marcy had the hots for her, 
the sixteen-year-old was one hell of a sexy little piece. 

Thanking them gratefully, Tracy stood by the door and watched as they 
left. Despite being old enough to be her father, Jim was still a real 
good-looking guy, and Marcy was as sexy as any of the models she saw in 
the fashion magazines. The naughty teenager wondered if they still 
fucked a lot now that they were getting on in years. Tracy considered 
going through the dresser drawers and see if Mrs. Morris had a vibrator 
or a dildo or any spicy literature. But she decided not to. 

If she found a dildo, she would sure as hell use it on herself, and she 
didn't want to cum by herself... not tonight. She figured that she 
would just play with her pussy a little, to keep it on the simmer, and 
save her cumming until Bobby arrived. She telephoned him straight away, 
knowing he would be delighted to hear that they had the use of a house 
for the evening. He would be sure to hurry right over. 

Bobby was even happier than Tracy had guessed he would be, in fact. The 
boy had had an adventure on his way home, and it had turned out to be a 
frustrating affair and, as it happened, he had just been ready to jack 
himself off when Tracy's call interrupted him. 

Soon after leaving Tracy, earlier on, he'd been walking down the street 
near his house, and had noticed Emma Klute sitting on her front steps. 
Emma was a pretty divorcee with a gorgeous body and a sultry manner. 
Bobby new that the redhead had a lot of boyfriends, and he had seen men 
coming and going from her house at all hours of the day and night. 
Living on her divorce settlement, she seemed to have nothing to do all 
day but wait for the next guy to show up. 

Emma was sitting with her knees apart. When Bobby drew level with her, 
he realized that this was a great chance to get a good look up the sexy 
woman's skirt. He stopped and knelt down, pretending that he was tying 
his shoelace. He sneaked a glance up her skirt, and he gulped when he 
saw that Emma wasn't wearing any panties. 

Her hairy pussy was naked and wet, the cuntslit glistening pinkly in 
the afternoon light. Bobby's mouth gaped open as he fumbled with his 
laces, trying not to be too obvious about where he was staring. His 
cock had gotten instantly stiff, and it was difficult to remain stooped 
down with the iron-hard rod jammed against his belly. 

"Like what you see, kid?" Emma asked. 

Bobby flushed and looked up at her face, expecting her to be annoyed. 
But Emma was grinning. She wasn't expecting any of her boyfriends that 
day, and she was feeling extra horny, so she figured it was a lucky 
thing that young Bobby had happened along. He was a lot younger than 
her regular lovers, but `beggars can't be choosers' she thought, eyeing 
off the impressive bulge in the boy's crotch. 

"I don't mind you looking up my dress, Bobby," she said. "You can come 
up for a better look, if you want to." 

Bobby gulped. He rose to his feet again, almost thrown off balance by 
the weight of his rock-hard cock and swollen balls. He knew that the 
woman must be able to see his hard-on outlined in his jeans. He moved 
closer and sat down on a lower step, so that his head was level with 
her loins. Bold and brazen as could be, the pretty redhead lifted the 
hem of her short skirt higher still and spread her sleek thighs apart. 
Bobby gawked at her cunt in awe. 

"Doesn't that look nice, Bobby?" she sighed. 

"Oh, jeez... yeah!" he croaked. 

There were stone walls on both sides of her front steps so that, 
although he had seen her clearly from the sidewalk directly in front, 
they were hidden from the prying eyes of the neighbors. 

It was a very exciting moment for Bobby. The boy hardly dared to hope 
that he could fuck this sexy older woman, but all the signs were there. 

"You like pussy, don't you?" she asked. 

"Oh, yeah!" he enthused. 

Emma hiked her ass up, tilting her cunt right below his fascinated 
face. He was breathing in pussy-perfume, getting dizzy with the heady 
fragrance. Her steamy cunt-lips were unfurled like the petals of a 
fleshy flower and her open cunt-slot was flooded with juice. Emma Klute 
was one very aroused woman. 

"Would you like to kiss it, Bobby? Ummmm? Do you want to kiss my cunt?" 

Bobby uttered a strangled affirmative. He had never eaten a pussy, but 
he had licked his fingers after frigging Tracy off, so he had an idea 
how tasty pussy was. He moved as if hypnotized, drawn by the carnal 
magnetism of her steamy, mature cunt. His head ducked down, and he 
kissed her creamy pussy. Being inexperienced, Bobby kissed her cunt 
exactly as he would have kissed her mouth. He drew back, and she 
giggled. 

"No, silly... French-kiss me there," she said. 

Bobby dove on her pussy again, stabbing his tongue into the cunt-slot 
as his lips worked on the cunt-lips. He was still kissing her between 
the legs, but this time it was a deep sloppy tongue-kiss. 

"Ahhhh, yesss... like that!" she moaned. 

Bobby was getting the knack of it. He whisked and flailed his tongue 
into her gaping slit and his lips sucked steadily on her hairy 
cuntlips. He came up for air, licking his lips, the succulence of ripe 
pussy tingling on his taste buds. Her cunt-lips had peeled open wide 
and cunt-juice was streaming down her groin and soaking into the crack 
of her ass. She sure looked ready to get fucked, and the horny boy 
wondered if he had given her sufficient oral foreplay. He started to 
reach down to open his fly. 

"Don't stop, darling! Tongue-fuck me silly! Make me cream in your 
mouth. baby!" 

The prospect delighted the boy. He supposed that oral sex to a 
conclusion was much the same as the mutual hand-jobs that he and Tracy 
had so often enjoyed, and that after he had sucked Emma off, she would 
return the favor by milking his meat in her mouth. The thought of 
getting a blow-job from the sexy redhead thrilled the youth every bit 
as much as the idea of fucking her had done. He dove in and resumed the 
feast. 

Whatever Bobby lacked in experience and technique, he more than made up 
for with enthusiasm. His tongue snaked in as far as it would go and his 
lips sucked voraciously on her gaping pussy. 

"Uuuuuhhhhh... yeahhhh! Stick your tongue right in! God, that feels 
good!" Emma whimpered, enjoying the deliciously depraved thrill of a 
young boy's face in her crotch. 

She jerked and squirmed, grinding her cunt against his mouth, mopping 
his whole lower face with her wet cunt-muff. Bobby had gone suck-crazy 
now. He seemed to be trying to get his face ears-deep up her fuck-slot. 
Moist sounds drifted from her groin. She was so wet that Bobby had to 
keep sucking to prevent himself from drowning in the woman's copious 
cunt-cream. He slid his hands up her thighs and held her by the ass, 
tilting her cunt up as if it were a goblet and he was drinking the 
elixir of life. 

"Suck me hard, kid!" the saucy, sultry divorcee moaned. "Suck my cunt 
till my eyeballs cave in!" 

He gobbled and gurgled and gulped. His mouth filled up and he 
swallowed, but as soon as he opened his lips again, more pussy-nectar 
flowed into his mouth. His tongue was floating as she stabbed it up her 
cunt. The flow from her fuck-hole was getting hotter and thicker and 
creamier as her orgasm drew near her pussy melted. Her head tossed from 
side to side, red hair tumbling wildly over her cheeks. Her hips were 
bucking, moving in a fucking motion on his head. 

Then, with a lusty cry, Emma came, grinding her spasming cunt at the 
boy's mouth. Holding his head in her hands, she pressed his lips over 
her clit and held herself at the crest of her climax, gasping and 
shuddering, finally sliding down through the descending spasms. She 
slumped back on her elbows. Bobby kept on munching in her squirming 
twat, making sure that she had finished her orgasm. 

"Ummmm, Baby... That was lovely," she purred. "You can stop now... I'm 
finished." 

Bobby pulled his mouth from Emma's glistening cunt and burrowed down, 
lapping the overflow out of the crack of her ass. Then he gave her clit 
another suck and lifted his cream-coated face out of her saliva-
slathered crotch. 

"Was that a nice snack?" grinned the woman lewdly. 

"Oh, wow! I love eating your cunt!" 

"I'm glad. You'll have to stop by more often, Bobby," said Emma, giving 
the boy's head an affectionate pat. " I'll always have a hot lunch 
waiting for you... A gal like me can never get enough teenaged tongue." 

Bobby couldn't believe his luck. When fooling with Tracy gave him blue 
balls he could stop by here and fuck the gorgeous redhead. In fact, he 
was dying to fuck her right now. His future looked bright indeed. He 
began to undo his pants and take out his straining prick. Then it 
didn't look so bright, at all. 

"What are you doing?" she snapped. 

"Aren't you gonna blow me, now?" he asked, flustered and confused. 

Emma looked indignant. 

"Certainly not!" she rasped, affronted. 

"Do I look like a cradle snatcher?" 

"But... I.... jeez!" 

"You can eat me. But you certainly can't fuck me. And I'm not gonna 
suck your prick. Why, I'm old enough to be your mother, Bobby... it 
wouldn't be right!" 

Bobby stared at her balefully, dismayed and distressed, and bitterly 
disappointed. He didn't regret eating her pussy, certainly. But it 
didn't seem fair that he wasn't allowed to get his rocks off in turn. 

"You're a very presumptuous young man," Emma said. "You ought to be 
grateful that I even let you touch me." 

Bobby clung to the feeble hope that the woman was just teasing him and 
would come across in the end. But as he stood there looking at her, 
Emma got up and walked into her house, closing the door. He heard the 
lock engage behind her with a loud click of finality. 

He just sat there for a minute, feeling miserable. He was tempted to 
jack off on her doorstep, spitefully hoping that she might slip in his 
spunk and crack her skull on the pavement. Her head wasn't good for 
anything else. But he guessed that she might be looking out, and he 
didn't want to give the cock-teaser the satisfaction of seeing him 
forced to resort to his own fist. 

Bobby got up clumsily, his center of gravity shifted into his cock and 
balls. He walked off, awkwardly, with a sort of rolling gait. His 
muscular thighs seemed bowed out around his bloated balls. When he got 
home, he was relieved to find that his mother and father were out. He 
needed to cum in the worst way, and he hated to beat off when he knew 
that his parents might hear the sounds from his bedroom. 

He didn't even bother to haul his hard-on up the stairs, but dropped 
his jeans right in the front room. He knew it was only going to take a 
couple of strokes... the first time, at least, although he might need 
half a dozen cums, as aroused as he was... so he wasn't worried that 
someone might get home before he finished jacking off. He grasped his 
prick and squeezed as if he were choking a boa constrictor. His balls 
were inflated like balloons and his piss-hole was dripping so much that 
it looked as if he had already shot his wad. 

He was just about to take a stroke when the telephone rang. He was 
tempted to ignore it. But he knew that the ringing would distract him 
from his meat-milking mission and so, his cock in one hand, he picked 
up the phone with the other. It was lucky that he did. 

When Tracy told him the good news, Bobby jammed his hard cock back in 
his jeans and zipped them up. He was glad that she had phoned before he 
wasted a load of jism. He only hoped he didn't cream his jeans on the 
way just thinking about fucking Tracy. Then the horny boy began the 
long walk over to Marcy Morris' house. 


Chapter 6. 

Sam Wells and Ted Danton were both horny young bachelors and always on 
the prowl for pussy. When Jim Morris asked if they would like to fuck 
his voluptuous wife, they thought he was kidding, at first. When he 
assured them he was serious, they figured he was kinky. They were 
right. But they jumped at the chance. If Jim got his kicks by watching 
other men fuck his wife, they were more than happy to accommodate him. 
Or rather to accommodate his gorgeous wife. Marcy Morris was one hell 
of a horny-looking piece of ass. 

Sam was a big, muscular and blond while Ted was slim and wiry with dark 
curly hair. They were both tall, good-looking young men, in good 
shape... and, more importantly, both had huge pricks. They were waiting 
at Sam's apartment when Jim and Marcy arrived at the appointed hour. 

Sam politely asked if they wanted a drink. But Marcy didn't need any 
socializing to break the ice. After what had happened earlier on that 
afternoon, Marcy was in the mood for some fast and furious fucking. 

"Come on, you guys!", she said, fondling the guys' cocks through their 
pants. "I'm too horny to play games. Let's get this show on the road!" 

They all went into the bedroom and undressed. Marcy sprawled out in the 
middle of the large double bed, smiling in happy expectation. Her back 
was arched and her lush legs spread. Jim drew a chair up to the foot of 
the bed and sat down in the ringside seat. 

Sam and Ted weren't sure about how this sort of thing worked, and they 
looked at Jim for advice. He gestured for them both to join his wife on 
the bed at the same time, and they did, one on either side of her. 

They began to feel her up, and she played with their cocks and balls. 
Her dark head turned from side to side as she kissed each young lover 
in turn, and tipped down as she gazed at their groins. Their pricks 
were about the same size, but shaped differently, making for pleasant 
variety. 

Sam's cock was thick and tubular, with a fat, mushroom-shaped cock-knob 
bulging at the end. And Ted's prick was tapered, thicker at the base 
than the tip... the sort of prick that seemed designed to burrow into 
tight places. Both guys had massive balls that held promise of 
plentiful cum-loads.  They began to suck Marcy's tits, both groping 
into her groin from opposite sides. Jim was grinning wolfishly as he 
watched. He was leaning forward in his chair and his hard-on was 
jutting up so tall that the cock-knob was damned near brushing him 
under his chin as he bent over his prick. 

Marcy didn't need much foreplay, having been hot and wet to begin with. 
And Sam and Ted were both highly aroused, their pricks dripping with 
pre-cum. It was evident that they would cum very fast once they began 
to fuck her, and from previous experience with younger lovers, Marcy 
knew it would be a good idea to drain their initial cum-loads off so 
that they would last longer when they fucked her. She also knew that 
her husband would appreciate seeing her swallow their cum before they 
rammed those monstrous cocks of theirs into her drooling twat. 

"C'mon up here, boys,", she said, smiling wantonly. "I wanna suck your 
big pricks for starters." 

They gave little yelps of delight and moved up, kneeling on opposite 
sides of Marcy's head. She kissed both of their cock-heads, then sucked 
Sam's swollen cock-knob into her mouth. The blond guy immediately began 
to face-fuck her frantically and Marcy spluttered as he rammed his cock 
back into her throat. Ted held his prick out over her occupied face, 
eagerly awaiting his turn in her hot, sucking mouth. Jim's eyes were 
glowing as he watched the intensely arousing scene before him. 

On each stroke, Sam's thick prick came out slick and glistening with 
saliva, then he pushed back in, stuffing Marcy's mouth and throat with 
as much of his shaft as she could take without choking. He fucked her 
face for a few minutes with Ted standing nearby, rubbing his own huge 
cock in frustration as he watched his friend getting the cock-sucking 
of his life. 

Suddenly, Sam stiffened and grunted, the muscles of his naked ass 
clenching and unclenching rapidly. When he pulled out again, his cock 
was all covered with creamy jizz. He had cum abruptly, without warning. 
One moment Marcy had a mouthful of throbbing cock-meat, and the next 
her mouth was brimful of hot creamy cum. 

She swallowed Sam's sperm-load hungrily as he pumped away and emptied 
his balls into her gulping mouth. When his cock stopped spurting cum, 
Marcy let it slip from her lips and smiled at her husband. She opened 
her mouth so that Jim could see the silvery film of cum that was 
coating her tongue. Then, immediately she turned to Ted and swallowed 
his long, tapered prick into her greedy mouth. 

Ted shot his load even faster than Sam had. He had been extremely 
turned on by the sight of this naked uninhibited woman giving his 
friend head, and he'd been jerking off while he watched, so he was well 
primed for rapid orgasm. His cock plowed into Marcy's mouth like a hot 
knife through butter, the tapered prick-shaft hissing through the 
tightly-stretched ring of her lips and his full balls slapping her 
under the chin with solid whacks. 

"Yeah... fuck her face! Use my wife's mouth like a cunt!" Jim croaked, 
thrilled by the sight and the sound of the cock-sucking, exquisite 
pangs of jealousy adding to his excitement. 

Ted pulled back and Marcy whispered on the head of his cock as if it 
were a microphone. 

"Cum in my mouth, baby... I'm so hot for your spunk! Let me have it 
all, honey!" 

She was speaking more for her husband's benefit than Ted's, knowing 
that her wanton words and depraved desires would increase the thrill 
for Jim. But her words affected Ted, too, and a couple of seconds later 
the young man began to spray her throat with hot cum. Marcy gulped his 
jism down and sucked for more. 

Then, so that her husband could get a good look at the creamy climax 
and see just what she was swallowing, Marcy pulled her lips off the 
head of Ted's prick. She finished him off by pumping her fist up and 
down on his glistening prick-shaft, at the same time holding her mouth 
wide open an inch from his piss-hole, letting the milky cum spurt in. 
Marcy moaned and gulped, and Jim gasped as he watched in fevered 
fascination. It wasn't the first time he had seen his loving wife 
swallow another man's cock-cream this way, but it never ceased to 
thrill him. 

Marcy jacked Ted off into her face, then sucked his slimy cock-head in 
for another suck. His cock was still stiff and swollen, and, glancing 
from the corners of her eyes, she saw that Sam also still had a fat, 
firm prick standing rampant. 

It had been a great idea to take their first loads in her mouth, she 
figured, since both guys were still ready to fuck. And it had made an 
exciting overture for her husband to look at and listen to, as well. 
But, now it was time for what they'd all come here for tonight... some 
hot 'n heavy fucking! 

 Tracy could have learned a thing or two from Marcy, in regard to such 
things. At the same time that Ted was emptying his balls into Marcy's 
mouth, Bobby arrived at the Morris house, hot and flushed from the long 
walk. It had taken him quite a while to get there, because he had been 
laboring under the enormous burden of a huge hard-on, and had to step 
gingerly to avoid crushing his bloated cock and balls between his 
thighs. 

Tracy met him at the door, grinning when she saw the huge bulge in his 
crotch. She was extremely excited already, since she had been playing 
with her pussy while she waited, but had avoided the temptation to 
bring herself off with her hands. Her little teenage pussy was 
sizzling. 

She led him into the living room and they both took their clothing off 
without delay. They could neck and pet, clothed, anytime, but this was 
a rare opportunity to be naked in private and they were in no mood to 
waste any time in preliminaries or foreplay. 

Bobby's prick was rock-hard and oozing pre-cum freely, and his balls 
looked ready to explode. If Tracy had been as astute as Marcy, she 
would have had the sense to bring the young boy off with her mouth to 
begin with. She certainly wanted to suck Bobby's cock, and he sure as 
hell wanted to feed her pretty little mouth some prick. But it didn't 
dawn on either of the randy teenagers that the logical sequence would 
be to suck first and follow it up with a fuck. They were too excited. 

Tracy stretched out along the couch and Bobby mounted her, kneeling 
between her wide-spread thighs. She arched her slim back and lifted her 
hips, tilting her young cunt up. Bobby wasted no time in fitting the 
tip of his cock into her drooling little cunt-slit, but Tracy was too 
horny to wait. She was filled with urgent, adolescent impatience. 

"Uhhhhh, come on! Put it in! Shove it up my cunt!" she squealed, 
grabbing the boy by the shoulders and pumping her young hips up at him. 

Bobby braced his knees and tensed his ass, holding the girl under her 
haunches as he lifted her loins up. Then he hunched forward and down, 
burying his prick balls-deep in her tight, juicy cunt with a single 
cock-thrust. He held his prick buried, savoring the thrill of having 
every solid inch of his throbbing fucker stuffed up a clinging teenage 
cunt, at the same time letting Tracy relish the joy of having her snug 
little pussy filled to the brim with his rock-hard cock. Her cunt-
muscles pulled and sucked and she wriggled and squirmed, impaled 
deliciously on his prick. 

Tracy began to fuck first... she couldn't help it. Her cock-filled twat 
ached for more direct stimulation. She raised and lowered her ass 
rapidly, fucking her little pussy up and down on his prick before Bobby 
even had a chance to move. By the time the boy recovered and began to 
fuck her back, it was too late. He was so excited, and her hot, juicy 
little cunt was so tight, poor Bobby shot his load on the second 
stroke. 

He lunged into her to the balls and stiffened above her, his steaming 
spunk squirting into her pussy in a torrent. More jizz jetted out on 
the back-stroke. Tracy wailed. She was thrilled to feel his fuck-juice 
squirting up her cunt, to be sure, but she was disappointed, as well. 
It had happened too fast, and she hadn't reached her own peak yet. 

Bobby gasped and groaned, pumping lots of jizz into her, but finishing 
quickly. All of his pent-up cum rushed out in a few fast spurts. He 
stopped humping, holding his drained cock jammed into her cunt, 
panting. Tracy kept on fucking her pussy up and down, angling her groin 
so that she was rubbing her clit on his cock-shaft. 

His virile young balls recharged almost instantly, and his cock stayed 
hard as a rock. Without ever removing his prick from her pussy for even 
a moment, Bobby began to fuck Tracy again. This time, it was slower and 
more satisfying. They undulated together, moving in perfect harmony. 
But because they had fucked straight away, and continued without 
uncoupling at all, the kids never did get around to the sucking they 
both craved. That would come later. And turn out a lot differently than 
they ever imagined... 


Chapter 7. 

Marcy rolled over and got on top of Sam, squatting over his hips. She 
rubbed his cock-head around in her gooey cunt-gash, then settled down, 
taking all of the big blonde stud's cock up into her pussy. She hunched 
down, holding all of the long, thick shaft jammed up her cunt. Then she 
fucked up and down through a couple of inches, making sure her husband 
got a good clear view. 

Jim was watching from the foot of the bed, behind her, so that be could 
see Sam's thick, slimy prick fucking in and out of Marcy's pussy and 
his big, hairy balls pumping like panting lungs at the base. Marcy 
looked over her shoulder and grinned at her excited husband as he gazed 
on approvingly. She reached back to fondle Sam's balls for a moment, 
but then moved her hand away so that she wasn't blocking Jim's view of 
the action. Ted was impatiently waiting his turn, clearly unhappy that 
he would get sloppy seconds in Marcy's insatiable pussy. But the 
tapered contours of his cock had given the adventurous woman an idea. 

"Why don't you climb aboard, too, Ted?" she suggested, wriggling her 
ass at him enticingly. 

At first, he wasn't sure what she had in mind. 

"Butt-fuck me, baby!" she panted. 

Ted looked startled and glanced at Jim. 

"Yeah... fuck her up the ass!" Jim encouraged. 

Ted had never double-fucked a girl before, and the thought of plunging 
his cock into Marcy's asshole while his buddy fucked her cunt was 
deliciously depraved and the fact that Marcy's husband was going to 
watch them sandwich his gorgeous wife turned him on even more. He knelt 
behind her shapely ass and guided the tapered head of his cock into her 
asshole. His cock was perfectly shaped for nudging into her a tight 
little socket. He held her by her hips and, as Marcy squatted all the 
way down on Sam's prick, Ted began to slowly work his long, thin cock 
up into her puckered little shit-chute. 

Marcy's asshole was tiny but flexible, and as she loosened her ass-
ring, Ted's cock sank into her like a hot knife into butter. He 
burrowed in balls-deep then held his cock buried there, his cock-knob 
bulging and flaring in her bowels and his cock-shaft throbbing and 
levering like a crowbar up Marcy's snug little back-passage. 

Ted's balls were jammed against Sam's as both men stuffed her twin 
tunnels simultaneously. Marcy squirmed around on the double 
penetration, loving every second of it, keeping them both bedded to the 
hilt for a few moments. Then the gorgeous naked woman started to 
undulate between the guys. She fucked her cunt up and down on Sam's 
prick, as Ted's prick fucked in and out of her ass. The hard cocks were 
passing inside her loins like trains in a tunnel, rubbing together 
through the thin membrane that separated them. 

Marcy was in paradise. With her cunt and her ass being fucked at the 
same time and with her adoring husband looking on, Marcy was radiant 
and glowing with joy. Sam humped up, plunging his cock into the very 
depths of her clinging cunt as Ted rammed deeply into her asshole, 
packing her to the limit with hot, throbbing prick. They fucked her in 
unison, then on alternating strokes. The friction was fierce and the 
double penetration made Marcy twice as tight as her twin holes clasped 
the two deeply-fucking cocks. 

"Fuck my cunt! Ohhhh, shit! Fuck my ass!" she babbled, starting to 
cream and yearning to feel their jizz gush into her twin holes of 
pleasure. 

The men redoubled their efforts as they both surged toward a 
simultaneous crest. Marcy's curvaceous body was being tumbled around 
between them, like a meaty bone over which two savage hounds were 
fighting. Sam gasped and a geyser of cum cascaded straight up into the 
depths of Marcy's cunt. At the same instant, Ted howled and his hot 
sperm-enema gushed into her quivering bowels. They kept on fucking in 
and out, their pricks pumping the spunk from her slots as they stuffed 
her to the brim. 

Ted's cum ran down the crack of her ass and mixed with Sam's sperm in 
her groin. Marcy's cunt creamed and her asshole melted as Sam and Ted 
climaxed in harmony. She could feel the spunk slosh in her pussy and 
flow sluggishly in her asshole. And even when the squirting ended and 
the dregs trickled into her, Marcy kept on fucking both pricks, trying 
to reach her own release... but unfortunately they were finished. 

It alarmed the promiscuous woman to feel the guys' cocks start to 
diminish inside her. She had had a lot of fun so far, but with two 
young lovers and a watching husband, she was in the mood for lots more. 
Ted sank back and his cock pulled out of her ass inch by slimy inch. 
His cock came out limp and snaking around and when the tapered cock-
knob popped free, the limp shaft collapsed and lay down his trembling 
thigh, dripping cum. 

Marcy rose up and Sam's cock slithered from her flooded pussy. It, too, 
had gone soft and it flopped down onto his belly in a limp coil. Their 
balls too looked equally deflated. Marcy gave a moan of dismay and dove 
down to suck Sam's glistening cock. But his prick bent and looped 
around, rolling over her tongue and snaking into her cheeks, remaining 
soft despite her frantic oral attentions. 

She twisted around and lowered her head and sucked Ted's ass-soaked 
prick into her mouth. She nursed, relishing the tart taste of cock-meat 
that had just been up an asshole. But, flavorsome or not, Ted's cock, 
too, refused to stiffen again. Marcy polished Ted's prick-knob to a 
luster, then fell back with a sigh and a frustrated moan. Ted and Sam 
both looked a trifle sheepish. They felt inadequate in the light of 
this lustful lady's insatiable desire. 

Luckily, Jim was waiting. 

Seeing that the adulterous action was ended, Jim moved onto the bed 
with his wife. Ted and Sam lingered for a moment. But unlike Jim, 
neither of them really got a kick out of watching other people fuck and 
suck. Besides, she wasn't their wife... which was what made it so 
exciting for Jim. They left the bedroom to have a drink and talk, in 
terms of awe, about Marcy Morris. 

Jim and Marcy embraced lovingly and he kissed her passionately, probing 
her hot mouth with his tongue and sucking at her cum-coated tongue. He 
slid down, licking his way down her slick torso and diving on her 
pussy. His tongue lashed in and he sucked his wife's creamy slot, 
whimpering and worshiping at her succulent fuck-hole. 

Marcy wrapped the velvet vise of her thighs around her husband's head 
and rode his face as he slurped and munched and gobbled gleefully in 
her cum-filled cunt. Jim grabbed her by the hips and rolled her over, 
spreading the creamy cheeks of her ass open with his hands. He snaked 
his tongue into her well-fucked asshole, wiggling it 'round and 'round 
as he sucked at the puckered rim. Jizz gushed out and saliva flooded 
in. 

Jim rimmed and sucked her ass for a while. He was belly-down on the bed 
and his huge prick was trapped beneath him, twitching and jerking with 
arousal. His ass and hips were being lifted on the end of his cock. Jim 
adored sucking his wife's asshole and cunt after other men had shot 
their cum in her, but now he was desperate to get his own rocks off. 

He rose onto his knees. Marcy stayed as she was, her dark head down on 
the bed and her gorgeous ass poking up into the air in wanton 
invitation. Jim fitted the head of his prick into her gooey cunt-slot 
from behind, nudging it into place. He paused with his cock-knob bedded 
and his thick, glistening shaft standing out like a tubular bridge 
connecting his balls to her cunt. 

"Fuck me like a dog, darling!" she wailed. 

Jim sank his prick in to the hilt, held the penetration for a moment, 
then began to fuck her deeply, bouncing her back and forth on his 
violent fuck-strokes. Marcy fucked with him, shoving her cunt back like 
a bitch in heat. 

The curve of her ass slapping against her husband's flat belly. His 
balls swung like the clappers of a bell, slapping loudly against her 
cum-covered crotch. Marcy's cunt melted around his prick, and she 
whimpered and wiggled like a bitch in heat as he dog-fucked her 
frantically. 

Then, suddenly his hot cock-cream was gushing into the core of her 
cunt-hole, coming out so hard that she could almost hear it whoosh. 
They fucked through the spasms of climax. Finished, he withdrew and 
they cuddled together, kissing with loving devotion. 

Jim's prick was still hard and his balls were still swollen, despite 
the abundant load of cum they had just spent in Marcy's pussy. But they 
didn't see much point in fucking again at Sam's apartment. If Sam and 
Ted were no longer capable of being involved, Jim and Marcy figured 
that they might as well go back home. 

They left the bedroom and found the two men sitting naked in the living 
room, glasses in hand, and cocks drooping down like limp noodles. They 
agreed to get together for another fuck-session soon, although they 
didn't make a definite date, because Jim and Marcy were a bit 
disillusioned by the lack of stamina that the two young bachelors had 
shown. 

Driving home, Marcy made a suggestion. 

"Let's park the car down the street and walk the last block home, 
darling. I'm sure that Tracy and Bobby wanted to use our house to fuck, 
and maybe we can catch them at it if we sneak up and peek through the 
window." 

Jim, being the voyeur that he was, was heartily enthused by the 
prospect. His biggest kick was watching his wife in action, to be sure, 
but that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy playing the peeper on a pair of 
horny young teenage lovers. Jim parked the car and they walked up the 
street, arm in arm, kissing and fondling occasionally like a couple of 
newly-weds. Then scurrying across their lawn to peek into their own 
living room through the side window. 

They got there just in time. Because young Bobby had shot off real fast 
once, and then embarked on a long, slow second fucking. The two 
teenagers were just reaching the crest when Jim and Marcy came up to 
the window to spy on them. It made an interesting show. And it would 
lead to even more interesting encounters, before the night was done... 


Chapter 8. 

Bobby was fucking Tracy deeply, his muscular young ass rising and 
falling slowly as he slid his stiff prick in and out of the girl's cunt 
at a slow, even pace. Tracy had her slim legs wrapped around him, 
undulating her hips up at his cock-thrusts as she pressed down on the 
small of his back with her heels, his swinging balls slapping 
rhythmically against her little pink asshole. 

Jim and Marcy exchanged conspiratorial grins, then concentrated on the 
show. Bobby's long, hard cock came out glistening with cunt-juice and 
slogged avidly back in, pumping more cream from Tracy's eager young 
pussy as he fucked her. Her crotch was shiny with her spilled arousal 
and her tightly-stretched little fuck-hole clung to Bobby's thick cock-
shaft like a tiny sucking mouth. The muscles of his young thighs 
rippled visibly each time he drove into her, pounding her naked little 
ass deep into the cushions of the couch with each powerful lunge. 

The window was open at the bottom, so Jim and Marcy could not only see 
the coupled pair, they could hear the sounds that the lusty young 
teenagers were making as they fucked... the faint hiss of his cock-
shaft as it slid in, the slap of balls on her ass, the slurping of her 
tight, wet little suction-cup cunt, along with the moaning and gurgling 
from their panting mouths. 

Jim was getting turned on by the pretty girl's firm, slender young 
body, her taut, jiggling little tits and especially the obvious 
tightness of her tiny lightly-fuzzed young cunt. Marcy was getting 
doubly aroused, hot for Tracy as well as for the boy who was fucking 
her so expertly. Bobby dipped down and kissed Tracy's hotly-parted 
lips, then began to suck on her tits, his ass and hips still keeping up 
the steady, regulated pumping action. Then he straightened his arms and 
braced himself against the couch, stepping up the pace a bit as he 
started to fuck her faster and harder. 

Within a minute or so, Bobby was very obviously pouring the prick to 
Tracy on the cum-strokes. And from the way that her limber young body 
was shaking and shuddering beneath his frantic thrusts, Jim and Marcy 
could tell that the pretty little blonde was creaming on her 
boyfriend's cock. 

"Cum, Bobby... shoot in me!" she wailed. "Fill my cunt with your jizz!" 

The boy grunted, gasped and fucked even faster. His long, shiny cock 
vanished completely, sinking into Tracy's clasping twat to the hilt, 
then came pulling out, with her clinging cunt-lips distending down the 
thick cock-shaft, almost pulling her tiny pussy inside out. 

"Uhhhh, fuck! Here it comes!" he growled. 

"Ohhhhhh, uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh, yesssssssss", hissed Tracy, hunching her 
deeply-impaled young cunt up at Bobby's pumping, squirting prick. 

A deluge of teenage cum poured into her quivering pussy, spurt after 
hot spurt filling her tiny cock-filled hole to overflowing. Bobby's 
jizz-jets shot into the depths of her cunt and mixed with her cunt-cum, 
only to be forced out around the shaft of his pistoning cock as it 
slammed again and again into her gooey, sperm-filled little pussy. 
Bobby's cock seemed to swell to twice the size as he emptied his balls 
into her cunt. That, combined with the incredible pleasure of feeling 
the boy's hot, thick sperm jetting up inside her, soon had the young 
girl writhing and squealing in total ecstasy. 

The kids fucked each other through the crest and down the slow spiral 
of release. Bobby's balls flopped around, slack and spent now, but his 
prick was still stiff and vibrant as he fucked in and out of Tracy's 
slippery little cunt at a more sedate pace. 

Then slowly, their movements ceased and the young lovers kissed 
passionately in the aftermath of their mutual climax. Bobby pulled his 
prick out and a gush of sperm and cunt-cream flowed from her open fuck-
hole before her elastic young cuntlips snapped shut, trapping the rest 
inside. 

God, she must be as tight as a virgin, thought Jim as he stared at the 
thin, glistening pink line of Tracy's young pussy-slit. Marcy's mature 
cunt gaped open for ages after she was fucked, but this girl's tight 
twat looked as if it hadn't even seen a prick before, let alone just 
been fucked! Only the glistening sheen which covered her slender young 
thighs and the rosy flush of excitement on her face betrayed the fact 
that just seconds ago she'd been writhing in the throes of orgasm with 
a big, fat cock stuffed up her hot little cunt. 

Bobby was keen to go down on Tracy and show her what he had learned 
about cunt-sucking... although he wasn't about to tell her about the 
gorgeous divorcee on whose tasty cunt he had learned the luscious 
lesson. 

He sucked her nubile young tits and worked his way down her sleek tummy 
as Tracy quivered in anticipation of a cuntful of avid tongue. She 
wouldn't have cared where Bobby had learned to eat pussy, as long as he 
used that newly acquired knowledge on her own steamy, swampy cunt. 

Bobby lowered his head between his girlfriend's thighs and pressed his 
face into her cunt, then began to suck and lick at her tasty pink slit 
for all he was worth. Tracy had cum wonderfully on his prick, but now 
she started to melt again as soon as his nimble tongue began to probe 
her horny pussy. 

She lifted her ass of the couch and moaned, grinding her cunt-mound up 
against his mouth as Bobby lapped at her hot little slit. The boy was 
tongue-fucking in deep and sucking on the lightly-fuzzed lips, his 
mouth open wide and easily engulfed her tiny slot and slit together. 

Tracy's knees shot up and hit her heaving tits, her feet pumping in the 
air. She locked her legs around his head for a moment, but there was no 
need to hold him where he wanted to be, and she released the scissor 
grip, giving the boy free rein to mouth her tasty little cunt-slit as 
he pleased. 

"Suck me, Bobby!" she wailed. "Uhhhhh, yeahhhhh... you do it so good!"  
"Mmmffff! Cum on my tongue, baby!" he moaned, the words muffled by her 
succulent cunt-flesh. 

Tracy shuddered convulsively and climaxed again, this time into Bobby's 
wide-open mouth. Cunt-cum spilled down the boy's chin and cheeks as he 
struggled to suck and lick it all up. Jim envied Bobby that tasty 
feast. Marcy envied both of the randy teenagers, wishing that it was 
her cunt that was being tongued and that it was her tongue being 
creamed on. Tracy jerked through the spasms, gasping and panting, then 
sprawled out, a dreamy smile on her radiant young face. Bobby sucked a 
bit longer, then used his tongue to lick up the seepage from her slit, 
from the insides of her slick, creamy thighs and out of her tight 
little ass-crack. 

"Ohhhh, God! That was so good!" Tracy sighed. 

Bobby raised his head from of her crotch and grinned at her, his cheeks 
and jaw glistening with her juices. 

"Sucking pussy is great," he muttered, giving the girl a significant 
look. 

"Want me to suck you off now?" she offered. 

"Oh, yeah! You wanna?" 

"I wanna suck your prick and swallow all of your sweet jizz, baby," she 
purred, licking her lips suggestively. 

Tracy understood that giving head was a mutual sort of favor. But, 
besides `owing' him a blow-job, she was hungry for his cock-cream, too. 
Hand-jobs had done them long enough and now that they had become real 
lovers, Tracy was eager to find out what all the variations of sex 
she'd heard about were like for herself. 

Bobby leaned back and thrust his cock up. Tracy twisted around and 
curled onto her side, her blonde head poised over his rigid prick. She 
stared at his cock like a sweet-toothed child looking at a candy cane. 
Pre-cum had begun to discharge from the hole at the tip while he was 
sucking her cunt, and now his purple cock-knob looked like a fat plum 
coated with whipped cream. 

The fact that his cock was also drenched with her cunt-juice didn't 
disturb her at all, she'd tasted herself often enough on her fingers 
after she masturbated. The creamy coating only made Bobby's tasty-
looking prick look even more delectable. 

He pulsed his prick muscle, making the cock-shaft throb and the bloated 
head flare even more. A little drool fell from her parted lips and 
Marcy thought she could almost hear it sizzle when it splashed on the 
boy's prick-knob. 

"Lick it, Tracy! C'mon, baby... suck me off!" Bobby urged, humping 
upward. But he wasn't begging for it. He knew that Tracy was as hot for 
a mouthful of cock as he was to feed it to her. 

Tracy lowered her head, avoiding his cock for the moment. The long, 
thick cock-shaft skimmed along her cheek as she went down onto his 
balls. She began to lick his hairy balls noisily, savoring the musky 
flavour as a first course. She slicked her tongue all over the solid 
ball-sacs, feeling another massive cum-load surging around inside in a 
thick, turgid tide. Her lips parted and she started to suck his balls 
as if she were trying to ingest his jism right from the source, through 
the skin of his balls. Bobby was yelping and gasping at the delicious 
sucking sensations. 

Tracy's little blonde head bobbed about in his groin as she worked 
right down between his spread thighs, turning her pretty face up as she 
mouthed the underside of his nut-sac. All this ball sucking felt 
fantastic, but Bobby was afraid that he was going to blow his wad off 
while his girlfriend was still sucking his balls. It would be no 
hardship, to be sure, but he wanted to cum in her hot, sucking mouth. 

"Suck my cock, baby!" he panted. 

Eager to taste his cock as well, Tracy took one last slurp of the boy's 
balls, then placed her curled tongue against the underside of his cock 
and slowly drew it up to the crown. Bobby moaned as she licked along 
the pulsing ventral vein and her hot little tongue flicked around the 
sensitive ring where his cock-head loomed out from the thick, throbbing 
shaft. 

Tracy licked up and down the boy's stiff prick, the familiar taste her 
own cunt-cream adding to the thrill of taking him into her mouth for 
the first time. Pre-cum trickled down from his prick-knob and she 
lapped it up greedily. Then, she opened her mouth and swallowed as much 
of his cock as she could, sliding her tightly-stretched lips up and 
down Bobby's virile young stalk as he looked down at her excitedly, 
moaning and groaning in absolute pleasure. 

His prick slid easily into her young mouth, although she could only 
take about half of his raging erection before she began to gag. The 
lower half, she instinctively gripped in her tiny fist and jacked up 
and down in opposing rhythm to her bobbing head. 

Bobby threw back his handsome young head and groaned loudly as Tracy 
sucked and jerked on his throbbing prick. Occasionally she'd rest her 
throat muscles and just suck on the cock-knob, other times she's run 
her lips and tongue down the shaft and back again, but inevitably her 
hot, moist little mouth returned to engulf the boy's huge erection as 
deeply as she could handle. 


Chapter 9. 

Marcy and Jim were going wild as they watched the naughty teenagers. 
They exchanged glances of tacit understanding. Looking was fun, but 
they were both much too hot and horny to remain passive observers. 

"How'd you like Tracy's hot little mouth sucking your cock, darling?" 
Marcy whispered. 

"Ohhh, fuck yeah... I can almost feel it now.... You want Bobby's cock 
too, don't you baby?" replied Jim with a grin. 

"I want both of them," Marcy murmured, licking her lips. 

They made hurried, heated, whispered plans, while Tracy continued to 
dance her tongue against the flaring, slimy slab of Bobby's cock-head. 
Jim dashed back to the car, damn near stumbling over his hard-on. He 
drove into the driveway and got out, slamming the door loudly, so that 
the naughty teenagers would be warned that the householders were home. 
That was part of the plan. 

Marcy was waiting at the door and they went in, making plenty of noise 
and Proceeding slowly down the hall. By the time they went into the 
living room, Tracy and Bobby were dressed and sitting on the couch, 
trying to act innocent-but looking flushed and flustered and guilty. 

"You're home early," Tracy said, unable to conceal the disappointment 
in her tone. 

"Afraid so," Marcy said. 

Marcy turned to Jim, who was fixing himself a drink at the corner 
bar... not because he wanted a drink, but so that he had an excuse to 
turn his back and hide his raging hard-on from the two youngsters... 
for the moment. 

"Tracy is going to spend the night here, darling," Marcy said. "Maybe I 
should give Bobby a ride home. He lives quite a long ways away." 

"Sure," Jim agreed. 

"Ready to go, Bobby?" Marcy asked. 

Ready to cum, is more like it, thought the frustrated young man. But he 
didn't see that he had much choice, so he nodded and got up, his hands 
stuffed down into his side pockets, stooped over his groin in a valiant 
attempt to conceal his massive cock-bulge. Bobby supposed that he was 
going to have to go home and jack off alone in his own bed. It was a 
pretty feeble substitute for Tracy's mouth. 

"See you tomorrow, then, Tracy," he said. 

Tracy, who was as distraught at having their sex-play cut short aborted 
as Bobby was, smiled sadly and wistfully at her young boyfriend and let 
the tip of her pink tongue slip across her slimy lips, as a sort of 
promise of things to come. 

Shuffling along, bent over his alarming cock-bulge, Bobby followed 
Marcy out to the car. She got behind the wheel and he got into the 
passenger seat. She put the keys in the ignition and fiddled with them, 
delaying starting the engine unnecessarily. She was glancing sideways 
at the young man, looking sly and speculative. 

Bobby had a horrible idea that Mrs. Morris had noticed his hard-on and 
that she was about to deliver a stern lecture about pre-marital sex. 
But that was the furthest thought from the raven-haired housewife's 
mind. Her gaze shifted down to his bulging crotch. Bobby blushed with 
guilt and shame. 

"We came home too soon, didn't we, honey?" she asked in a husky voice. 

"Errrrr...ahhhh.... I...." Bobby stammered. 

"Tracy was blowing you, wasn't she?" 

Bobby gasped. The boy was aghast. Yet he could detect no castigation or 
recrimination in the pretty woman's tone. 

"You must feel awfully frustrated and disappointed, Bobby," she said 
softly. "I feel terrible about ruining your fun." 

Bobby was relieved by her tolerant attitude, but still squirmed 
uncomfortably, not knowing what to do or say under such disturbing 
circumstances. 

Then Marcy put her hand on his knee. 

"Would you like me to finish the job that Tracy started, baby?" she 
whispered suggestively. 

Bobby almost fainted. 

"Mmmmm? Do you want me to suck you off, darling?" 

"Ohhhhh, yeah! Oh, Mrs. Morris!" 

He could hardly believe what she had offered. Bobby had already been 
frustrated twice today, in his quest for relief, first by the redheaded 
divorcee's selfish refusal to return the oral favor and then by the 
untimely interruption just as he was about to get his rocks off in 
Tracy's hot, sucking young mouth. He couldn't believe that Mrs. Morris 
was really going to suck him off until his cock was in her mouth. 

Bobby needn't have been so skeptical. 

He gasped as Marcy took her blouse off, and he ogled her large, firm 
tits as she thrust them out. His head ducked toward her tits, and she 
let him suck on them for a few seconds before lowering her own head 
eagerly between Bobby's legs. Marcy was hungry for his young cock. His 
hot mouth on her tits had felt real nice, but Marcy was so horny from 
watching Tracy suck his cock, she needed no foreplay herself. She 
opened his fly and reached in, hauling his cock and balls out in one 
meaty handful. 

"Ooooooh, God!" she sighed. 

She had already known how huge his cock was, but she was thrilled by 
how hard and hot it was, now. The cock-knob was slathered with pre-cum 
and glistening with the remnants of Tracy's sticky saliva. 

Marcy slid down onto the floor. Cupping her heavy tits in both hands, 
she took his prick into the cleavage. Bobby humped, fucking up and down 
between her tits. Her face was turned down as she watched his bloated 
cock-head vanish in her smooth cleavage, then come sliding back out and 
skimming up her breastbone, leaving a foaming trail of cock-lube. 

Bobby tit-fucked her for a few moments while Marcy savored the 
anticipation. Then her head went down, and as his prick loomed up from 
her abundant cleavage, she took the flaring cock-knob into her mouth. 

Humping up from the car seat, Bobby fucked into her face as Marcy 
bobbed her head up and down, swallowing the boy's long, hard cock as it 
rammed up. 

She was deep-throating the stiff teenaged cock-meat, taking it right 
down her throat. His balls hit her trembling chin, then rolled up to 
her lips. He was trying to fuck in, balls and all, into her tight, hot 
mouth. 

Pre-cum dribbled onto Marcy's tongue, driving her taste buds crazy, 
whetting her appetite for his full cum-load. She had already sucked two 
cocks this evening, but she was never satisfied and, besides, teenage 
cum always turned her on more than the cum of a man. 

"Ohhh, Jesus! Suck my cock, Mrs Morris! Oh baby, yeahhhhh, take it 
all... fuck, that's fantastic!" panted Bobby. 

He drove his prick in and she gagged, but took it gladly, then sucked 
back up to the prick-knob, her hot, clinging lips scraping down his 
cock-shaft. Her mouth was already filling up repeatedly with pre-cum. 
The virile young man had fed her as much pre-cum as either Sam or Ted 
had fed her when they got their rocks off... and she still had the joy 
of feeling his young cock explode in her mouth ahead of her. 

Her tongue was floating like a pliable pink raft in a swamp. Cock-lube 
coated her teeth and gums and swirled in her cheeks and painted her 
palate. The stuff was as thick and sticky as heated glue. Marcy pulled 
her mouth off his cock for a second and looked up at him. 

"Cum in my mouth, Bobby!" she begged, "Give it to me, sweetheart... 
ummmmmmmhhhhh!" 

Her pleas were choked off as Bobby rammed his cock back into her mouth, 
fucking her face. Then she sucked back up to the cock-head, her eyes 
gazing hotly into his. 

"Squirt for me, baby!" 

"Uhhhhh, shit! Yessss! I'm cummin'...... cummin'.... Mrs. Morris! " the 
youth gasped. 

His prick swelled and throbbed, squirting into her mouth as Marcy 
bobbed her head up and down on him. Hot, thick sperm sprayed her mouth 
and throat. Marcy bobbed and opened her mouth as wide as she could, 
taking his cock into her throat balls-deep, then pulling back to hold 
just the cock-tip in her Lips. Bobby was shooting out jets of jizz as 
he plunged in and spilling more spunk out as he whipped his prick back. 
Finally, he was drained and slumped back, groaning. 

He felt as if Mrs. Morris had sucked his every ounce of fluid in his 
body out. He didn't know how good Tracy would suck cock, given the 
chance, but he didn't see how anyone could milk his meat better than 
this beautiful woman. 

Even after he'd finished, Marcy kept on sucking, ravenous and 
voracious, still pulling a few last gooey threads of cum from his young 
cock although he had stopped spurting. When she was certain that she 
had drained his prick, Marcy pulled her gooey lips from his cock-knob 
and used her tongue to gather up the sweet spunk that had spilled from 
her lips and run back down onto his balls. 

The boy's prick stayed stiff. His balls began to swell again. Bobby was 
in seventh heaven. But the thoughtful young man had only one regret. 
His girlfriend had been longing to swallow a load of cum, and he felt 
sorry that Tracy had been deprived. But, of course, Tracy wasn't 
deprived, at all... 


Chapter 10. 

Facing the corner bar, pretending to be carefully mixing himself a 
drink, Jim waited until he heard the car doors close, and didn't hear 
the engine start. Then he grinned and looked back over his shoulder. 

Tracy was still sitting on the couch. She was hoping that Mr. Morris 
would tell her where her room was, so that she could go to bed naked 
and finger-fuck her itchy little cunt to a climax. 

"You've got cum on your lips, kid," he said. 

Tracy looked startled and her face turned bright red. 

"That's okay, honey," Jim assured her. "Hell, a girl who won't suck 
cock isn't worth a pinch of coon-shit. You don't have to be 
embarrassed." 

"I... it's only pre-cum," she murmured. 

Jim knew that full well, but he raised his eyebrows as if in surprise. 
His hands were moving and, with his back to the teenager, it appeared 
to her that he was still shaking a cocktail. But he was secretly 
opening his trousers and dragging his cock and balls out. 

"Didn't you finish the job, then? Didn't you let your boyfriend cream 
in your mouth?" 

Tracy didn't want Mr. Morris to think that she was a cock-teaser who 
had deliberately denied her boyfriend the delight of cumming in her 
mouth. 

"I was going to... but then you and Mrs Morris... er... Marcy came 
home, before we got a chance to finish." 

"That must have frustrated Bobby, huh?" 

Tracy managed an impish grin. 

"It frustrated me, too, Mr. Morris," she said. "I never had a guy shoot 
in my mouth before, and I was really looking forward to swallowing his 
jizz!" 

"Still in the mood, baby?" he rasped. 

Tracy was getting the picture. 

She nodded shyly, smiling timidly, but letting the tip of her tongue 
show in the cleft of her sensually parted young lips. 

Jim turned around, his exposed hard-on loomed out and, as he spun 
around, it swung like the turret gun of a battleship. 

"Oh, Wowwwwwwww! Mr. Morris!" Tracy squealed. 

"Want me to feed you some jizz, kid?" he grunted. 

"Oh, yes! Only we'll have to hurry. We don't want your wife to come 
back and catch you with your prick in my mouth, right?" 

Jim grinned, correctly assuming that his wife already had a mouthful of 
young Bobby's cock-meat, but he wasn't going to mention that juicy 
detail to eager little Tracy... at least, not yet. Cock-first, he moved 
across the room. Tracy slid to the edge of the couch and opened her 
mouth wide, like a hungry baby bird waiting to be fed a fat, juicy 
worm. Jim thrust his cock into her pretty young face and Tracy began to 
lick and lap the swollen cock-head. 

She would have loved to do some tongue work on his cock-stalk and 
balls, the way she had with Bobby. But she figured that would be a 
mistake. If she dallied over the preliminary prick-licking, she might 
find herself deprived again. She wanted Mr. Morris to cum before Marcy 
got home, and they had to stop. 

"Fuck my mouth, Mr. Morris," she moaned. 

Her sweet little lips formed a tight, oval fuck-hole. She curled her 
tongue out over her bottom lip, forming a slippery slide for his prick 
and held him by the hips, wanting to do the whole job with only her 
mouth, not using her hands at all. She had done all the prick-pulling 
that she ever wanted to do in the past, and from now on it was going to 
be pussy or mouth. Jim shoved his cock between her lips. Her mouth 
seemed to be boiling, as if she had a conduction heater in there. 

Tracy adored everything about that mouthful... the heat, the fragrance, 
the texture, and above all the musky flavour of Jim's hot, throbbing 
cock-meat. 

Her cheeks indented and puffed out as she sucked in and then blew down 
the length of his shaft. Her blonde head turned as she ground her 
facial fuck-hole around on his cock-knob. He began to fuck in and out 
slowly and steadily, sliding his thick prick back to her throat and 
then pulling out until only the cock-knob was stuck between her 
tightly-stretched young lips. 

"Ummmmmmmmmmmm! the teenager whimpered, relishing the tasty task. 

Licking Bobby's young prick had been fun, but sucking this mature prick 
was even better, and she new that the best part of all would be the 
thrilling moment when the man's cum-load exploded into her eager, 
sucking mouth. 

"Shoot, Mr. Morris!" she gurgled. "Cum in my mouth!" 

She was gargling the cream of his warm precum and getting hungrier by 
the second, yearning to feel his big, adult cock spurt off, longing to 
drink the sweet spunk from his tasty prick. 

"Now, kid!" he croaked. 

Jim fucked into her mouth deeply and his jism splashed in Tracy's 
throat. She gulped it down. He pumped more cum out as he pulled back, 
then drove his prick in through the slimy tide of his own cum. 

Young Tracy was swallowing with gusto, but his grown-up cum-load was 
too much for her. Jizz overflowed her trembling lips and spilled down 
both sides of her chin. Her head bobbed up and down wildly she milked 
him off, draining his balls to the dregs. 

He stopped humping and his balls hung loosely, but his prick was still 
tense in her mouth, like a firm rubber hose, promising more action. She 
kept sucking and swallowing. His prick never softened very much. And as 
she kept on sucking his prick, it got iron hard again. She looked down 
the cock-shaft and watched his cum-bags slowly fill up as another cum-
load seeped in. 

"Wanna suck it again?" he rasped. 

Well, she did, and she didn't. She drew her foaming lips from his cock-
knob and, holding his wet fucker to her cheek, looked up at his face 
from the tops of her baby-blue eyes. She batted her silken eyelashes 
and smiled suggestively. 

"I wanna suck you off a lot, Mr. Morris, just as long as your wife 
doesn't find out. But swallowing your spunk has made me awful hot. 
Don't you wanna fuck me now? You think we've got time to fuck?" 

`More time than you know, kid,' Jim thought, giving the young girl a 
lustful grin. 

 In the car, still parked in the driveway, Marcy licked up all of 
Bobby's stray cum with her nimble tongue, then sucked on his bulging 
prick-knob again. His cock was still stiff and throbbing. That was one 
of the benefits of young cock, thought Marcy with a smile. Not only was 
young prick delicious, but a teenaged boy had an endless supply of cum. 

"You... you gonna blow me again, Mrs. Morris?" Bobby moaned, starting 
to fuck her face again. 

He had fed her a lot of cum already, but if this dark-haired beauty 
wanted more, Bobby was glad to give it to her, willing and able to cum 
for hours. But Marcy lifted her head and smiled at him. She was keeping 
track of the time and calculating how far the action might have 
progressed in the house. She got up on the car seat and straddled him, 
rubbing his stiff young prick around between her open thighs. 

"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh! Fuck me, Mrs. Morris! Sit on my prick and fuck 
yourself silly!" he babbled. 

Her cunt-slot was sucking on his polished prick-knob exactly the way 
her mouth had. Fucking her would be just like getting another blow-job, 
from a bearded mouth, he thought. Her clit was flaring like her tongue 
had done, and her cunt-juice was streaming down his cock-shaft like 
saliva. But then she shifted from his lap. Bobby thrust his stiff prick 
up not caring if he sank it into mouth or cunt, but desperate to get 
his fucker buried in one of her hot, wet, clinging holes. Marcy guessed 
enough time had passed. 

"Come with me, darling," she said. 

She got out of the car. Bobby followed, but the naive youth was 
puzzled. They couldn't be going back into the house, he figured. Not 
with her husband and his girlfriend already there. Did she have a bed 
in the garage or a swing in the garden? He still had his cock sticking 
out. Marcy went up to the window. Mystified, Bobby stepped up behind 
her and looked in over her shoulder. 

"Holy shit!" he gasped. 

Mr. Morris was standing in front of Tracy, his prick laid along her 
cheek. It was evident that she had already sucked him off, because her 
lips were coated in sperm and his cock-shaft gleamed with saliva. 
Shocked, Bobby turned to Marcy. 

"What... I mean.... Don't you mind?" he asked. 

"No, baby.... do you?" the woman said. 

Bobby had felt a surge of jealousy. But it quickly passed. After all, 
he had just shot off in Mrs. Morris' mouth, so he could hardly blame 
Tracy for having a suck on the nearest available cock. 

They heard Tracy ask Jim to fuck her. Bobby converted to voyeurism on 
the spot, figuring that watching his sexy girlfriend fuck another guy 
would be as much fun as putting the pork to her himself, especially 
since he would be enjoying the show in the company of the sexy Marcy 
Morris, and would certainly not have to suffer a full set of balls for 
very long. Bobby grinned lasciviously, all of his youthful innocence 
gone in a flash. 

"We gonna watch 'em?" he whispered. 

Marcy winked and nodded, then leaned her elbows on the window sill. 
Bobby stood behind her, his prick jammed to her naked ass-cheeks and 
his chin resting on her shoulder, so that they were cheek to cheek as 
they took up their position in this standing-room-only live-sex show. 

Inside, Tracy was nibbling on Jim's prick again. 

"Have we? Have we got time?" she panted. 

"Plenty of time, kid," said Jim, glancing toward the window. 

Bobby caught the glance and gasped. `Oh, wow! Does he know we're here? 
Does he know his wife just sucked me off? Did Mr. and Mrs. Morris plan 
it this way?' he wondered. The lurid thoughts flashing through his 
excited young brain like the shattered fragments of an erotic dream. 

He figured that the couple must be totally depraved, corrupting the 
morals of two innocent young teenagers like Tracy and himself. But, 
right now, he wouldn't have had it any other way... that was for sure! 


Chapter 11. 

Jim rubbed his prick along Tracy's lips, mopping her mouth, then jerked 
it away. He sat down beside the nubile teenager and began to undress 
her. She helped him, tearing wildly at her garments, still supposing 
that they had to finish fucking quickly, before his wife got back, or 
worse... caught them at it. 

The horny young girl couldn't understand why Mr. Morris was being so 
casual and taking his time about it. He stripped her naked with her 
fumbling assistance, then removed his own clothing, so that they were 
both incriminatingly naked if Marcy should walk in. She and Bobby had 
always been very careful not to get caught with their clothes off, but 
somehow, the element of danger involved tonight seemed to enhancing the 
thrill of Tracy's desires. 

Jim, of course, knew that there was no danger, but he was determined to 
give the audience a good show and a clear view of all the details. 
Being a confirmed peeper, himself, Jim Morris knew what turned a 
watcher on best. Feeling confident that his wife and Tracy's young 
boyfriend must have taken up their positions by this time, he began the 
slow build-up toward the passion play they had planned. 

He kissed the girl and let his fingers caress her inner thighs, sucking 
on her swollen little nipples as his hands roamed over her gorgeous 
naked young body. Marcy was wriggling and squirming, loving the man's 
attentive foreplay but impatient to get on with the fucking, fearful 
they would be interrupted. It would be so frustrating to finally get 
Jim's big, handsome cock up her yearning cunt and have to stop halfway. 

"Fuck me... fuck me! Oh, please...." she whimpered. 

Jim ignored the girl's frantic pleas, slipping down to lick her tasty 
little pussy for a moment. But she was so hot and aroused, he was 
afraid she might cream on his tongue, and, although it was always nice 
to have a cunt melt in his mouth, he wanted the sexy little teenager to 
cum on his cock, first. And, besides, his horny wife loved to suck 
pussy even more than Jim did! He would save that snack for Marcy. 

He slurped at the girl's pussy for a few more moments, then slid onto 
the couch again. He knew which position would afford the best view for 
the spectators lurking at the window. Jim knew all about such things, 
for they were dear to his heart. 

"Sit on my cock, honey," he grunted. 

She smiled lewdly. 

"I thought you'd never ask, Mr. Morris," giggled the little minx. 

Tracy twisted her nimble young body around and squatted over his hips, 
kneeling astride him, her hot little cunt poised over his throbbing 
prick. Grasping it by the base, she positioned the head of Jim's big 
cock in her tiny opening and slid slowly down. As his wedge-shaped 
cock-head sank in, they both moaned, Jim at the tightness of her hot, 
snug little pussy around his shaft, and Tracy at the incredible 
thickness of his cock as it stretched and filled her young cunt like 
never before. 

Marcy and Bobby saw it all clearly as Jim's long, thick, heavily-veined 
cock-shaft disappeared up Tracy's tiny cunt. She slid down to the hilt 
of his cock. His prick was buried and his balls were ballooning below 
her taut little ass. As she sank down, grinding her hips, the trim 
cheeks of her adorable young ass opened up, revealing the pinkly-
puckered bud of her little asshole. It made Marcy drool. 

She was so hot that she couldn't bear to look on without something in 
her own sizzling cunt-hole. She reached behind her ass and got a 
handful of Bobby's heavy hard-on, levering it down as she rose up onto 
her tiptoes. The boy's fat cock-head slid down the crack of her ass and 
dipped into her crotch from behind. 

"Give me a knee-trembler, baby!" she urged. 

Bobby's knees were already trembling at the very thought of fucking 
her. Eagerly, he grabbed Marcy by the hips and began to wedge his cock 
up into her slimy pussy. She wriggled down and he lunged up, fucking 
his virile young cock into her hungry cunt to the balls. 

He had her impaled to the hilt, but instead of moving straight away, 
Bobby held his cock still, as she played with his hairy balls. He 
sensed that they should wait until Tracy began to fuck up and down on 
Mr. Morris' cock, so that they could match the rhythm. The young man 
was getting a quick and comprehensive education in the ways of the 
voyeur... and he sure as hell was studying under a qualified teacher in 
Marcy Morris! 

Tracy started to lift and lower her slim young hips, fucking Jim;s 
deeply-imbedded cock with an urgent, adolescent rhythm. 

"Easy, baby... nice and slow," Jim hissed. 

Why isn't he worried about his wife? Why isn't he in a hurry to finish? 
Tracy wondered. Was there something that she didn't understand? 

Jim held her by the ass, restraining the girl from moving for a moment, 
then letting her slide her pussy up and down on his prick, but only 
slowly. 

Tracy pulled her cunt up to his cock-head, balanced there for an 
instant, then pushed back down and took all of his big cock up her 
tight little cunt. His cock-stalk came out awash with cunt-cream, the 
dark vein rippling up the under-side, her cunt-lips pulling outwards as 
she raised up. Her lovely young ass swung from side to side, grinding 
and churning, giving Marcy tantalizing glimpses of the teenager's 
pretty little asshole as the creamy cheeks spread. 

Tracy was getting hornier by the second. Jim's big cock sliding in and 
out of her tiny hole, was really making her pussy feel good. She tried 
to fuck faster, but Jim held her down by her hips and stopped the 
sliding motion completely for a moment, holding his prick buried. It 
throbbed and twitched inside her, the base mashed hard against her clit 
at the top. It was almost as nice as when he moved it in and out... 
almost, but not quite. 

She wanted to bounce up and down on his wonderful cock till she came, 
but for some reason he was stopping her. Tracy couldn't understand why. 
If they had more time, she would have liked nothing better than to let 
him take his time and fuck her slowly and deeply, enjoying the feel of 
his massive prick stretching and reaming her tight little hole, but 
with his wife due back at any time, she was getting desperate. She'd 
already been frustrated once tonight, and she couldn't bear it if Marcy 
returned home before she got her rocks off with Jim. 

Tracy tried to fuck up and down faster, but Jim jammed his loins up as 
she rose, and held her down with his hands when she tried to lift up, 
keeping his prick deeply buried in the squirming young girl, 
effectively preventing the delicious friction she so desperately 
desired. 

She thrust her tits into his face and he sucked her swollen nipples. He 
dipped a hand under her belly and fingered her clit. But as soon as she 
started to squirm, and grind her pubes against his fingers, he drew his 
hand away again. It was driving Tracy crazy. 

The watchers were going crazy, too. Bobby had intended to match the 
pace of the fucking they were peeping on. But when Tracy and Jim 
started to move so slowly, the horny young teenager was unable to keep 
to the unnaturally lethargic rhythm. He began to hammer his prick into 
Marcy furiously as he stood behind her, in a standing fuck. He tilted 
her ass up and down on his cock, impaling her deeply and quickly, with 
rapid little thrusts. 

Marcy slowed him down, emulating her husband. She got a handful of 
Bobby's balls and held them firmly, limiting his ability to buck and 
plunge. But her cunt was sucking like a mouth on his cock, and the 
virile youth knew that she could milk him off with her inner cunt-
muscles even if he didn't hump at all. Her squeezebox pussy was pulling 
and dragging on his prick, teasing him maddeningly. 

Then Marcy unleashed the boy, letting go of his balls and allowing him 
to feed the cock to her as fast as he liked. He fucked her with 
lightning strokes, filling her hot, clinging hole with thunderous 
thrusts. She shoved her ass back and forth, her firm, round ass-cheeks 
slapping his lean belly as he buried his prick in her hairy cunt to the 
balls with each powerful thrust. 

Bobby pulled her back onto his cock as he hunched forward, twisting her 
ass around as he screwed his cock up into her tight cuntal sheath. 
Cunt-juice streamed down her rippling thighs. Her fuck-hole was a 
swamp, yet her inner rings were clinging and clutching tightly, making 
her pussy snug as a virgin's. 

Jim and Tracy had stopped moving now. With his prick balls-deep, 
stuffed up her tight little cunt to the hilt.. he seemed to be waiting 
for something. Tracy had no idea what. Bobby was starting to guess, 
though. The sight of his girlfriend with a cuntful of prick was turning 
Bobby on damned near as much as the sensations of Marcy's clasping 
pussy on his prick. 

"Uhhhhhhhh, yeahhhh! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me hard and cum in my cunt!" 
she urged. 

Bobby fucked her savagely, jolting her pelvis and hammering her 
haunches. Her ass twisted in tight little circles as she frantically 
shoved her cunt back to meet his powerful cock-thrusts. 

Within seconds, his cum-swollen balls erupted and filled Marcy's 
quivering cunt with a massive load of sperm. His hot cream squirted 
into her velvet depths, then swirled back down the chute and bubbling 
from her cock-stuffed pussy, forced from the tight confines of her cunt 
by his rapidly pistoning prick. 

His heavy young balls slapped against her clit, causing Marcy to writhe 
and moan in ecstasy. She came on his cock like a pinned butterfly, her 
slim body shaking and shuddering with the power of the boy's 
deliciously frantic cock-thrusts. Bobby drained his balls into Marcy's 
spasming cunt and clung, panting, to her haunches, his chin resting on 
her shoulder and his breathing hissing in her ear. His prick was still 
firm, and Bobby could easily have thrown another fuck into her. But, 
when she turned her radiant face to him and grinned, somehow the boy 
suspected that Marcy might have something else in mind. 

"Wanna join them?" she whispered, nodding toward the copulating pair 
inside. 

The thrill of impending depravity gripped Bobby in horny talons and he 
grinned back at her. 

"Sure... as long as I get to fuck you again," he said, making his prick 
twitch meaningfully up inside her tightly-clasping cunt. 

"You'll get to do more than that, baby!", promised Marcy. "Let's go!" 

Bobby pulled his shaft from the slippery sheath of her cunt. His young 
his cock stood straight from his loins, not upright with a full 
erection now, but not soft, either. His prick was at half mast, 
liberally coated with a glistening sheen of their combined fuck-juices. 

Marcy and Bobby left the window and entered the house, going down the 
hall and into the living room. Jim grinned at them. Tracy had her back 
to them and didn't realize that she and Jim were no longer alone. Then 
she saw him grinning over her shoulder and turned. 

"Oh, Jesus!" she exclaimed, when she saw his wife and her boyfriend 
standing there. 

Tracy blushed guiltily. But then she saw that Bobby and Marcy were both 
smiling. Bobby's prick was jutting out, all juicy, and lots of fuck-
slime was streaming from Marcy's cunt. In a flash, the girl understood 
the situation. It was all a passionate plot. Her pussy had been a pawn 
in a peeper's game! And if Jim's wife and Tracy's boyfriend didn't 
mind, why should she? Tracy's blush faded away, and she grinned... 


Chapter 12. 

Marcy moved up and knelt down behind Tracy, between Jim's knees. She 
spread the girl's firm young ass-cheeks apart with her open hands and 
began to run her slurping tongue up through the teenager's hot little 
ass-crack. 

Bobby was astounded. 

After what happened so far, he was pretty certain that Marcy Morris 
wasn't a lesbian, and the naive youth couldn't understand why on earth 
the gorgeous woman was licking Tracy's ass. He knew that Tracy wasn't a 
lesbian either... and yet his beautiful young girlfriend was purring 
with pleasure as Marcy licked and sucked at her ass. 

Bobby looked at Jim, to see how the husband was reacting to his wife's 
depravity. Jim gave Bobby a conspiratorial wink. Bobby was still 
confused. But he sure didn't have any objections. The idea of lesbian 
sex between two such gorgeous females really turned him on, and he 
moved closer to study the details. 

Marcy licked up and down in Tracy's ass-crack, then began to dance her 
tongue into the blonde teenager's tight little asshole. She sighed with 
the tangy taste, relishing that sweet, flavorsome fudge-slot. 

"Uuuuhhh, yeahhhhhh... lick my ass, Mrs. Morris!" Tracy moaned. 

Marcy nursed on the puckered little snack lovingly, her saliva coating 
the girl's little pink rosebud. 

"Ummmm... God, that feels so good!", Tracy moaned. "Give me a tongue-
bath and I'll lick you, too!" 

It was a new experience for Tracy, but a very welcome one. Although she 
normally preferred men, she had often thought about making love with a 
woman and secretly looked forward to it. Now, with two men watching, 
she found the prospect even more thrilling. Her pussy and her tongue 
were equally enthused. 

Marcy rimmed the girl's asshole for a while, then slid down and began 
to run her tongue over Jim and Tracy's joined loins. She sucked her 
husband's bloated balls and slid her tongue around the fucking pair's 
coupled genitals, licking Tracy's tightly-stretched young cunt-lips 
where they clung wetly to to the shaft of Jim's deeply-fucking prick. 

Jim began to lift Tracy up and down slowly, fucking his prick in and 
out again, as his horny wife pressed her face into their juicy 
coupling, sucking his balls and licking his cock-shaft as it pulled 
out, coated with a glistening sheen of tasty young cunt-cream. 

Marcy slipped her tongue up into Tracy's cunt alongside of Jim's thick 
cock-shaft, tongue-fucking the girl in tandem with her husband's 
throbbing cock. She fitted her mouth to the underside of Jim's cock, 
and he fucked through Marcy's lips as he fucked in and out of Tracy's 
tight young pussy. His cock came out slathered with teenage cunt-juice 
and slid back in slick with saliva. 

"Cum in her, darling," Marcy purred, the throaty words muffled on prick 
and pussy. "Fill her up so I can suck your cum out of her hot little 
cunt!" 

Tracy was squirming under the double delight of cock and tongue. But 
the girl was jealous, too... she actually envied Marcy that delectable 
snack. Her own mouth felt neglected... a void abhorred by her 
passionate nature. She glanced at Bobby. 

Bobby had been half hard when they came in. But as he watched the 
sordid action, his prick reared up again, rising in a series of short, 
sharp jolts until it was standing rampant, as stiff and vibrant as if 
he had been celibate for a month. 

It was evident that he had been fucking Mrs. Morris outside, because 
his cock still glistened with her cunt-juice, the female nectar shot 
through with thicker streaks of the youth's spilled spunk. Tracy had 
been just about to taste the rich cream of her boyfriend's cum earlier, 
but the blow-job had been aborted. Just because she had subsequently 
sucked off Jim Morris and swallowed his enormous load, didn't detract 
from her desire to finally do the same to her handsome young boyfriend. 
Better late than never, she reasoned. And, besides, Bobby's juicy cock 
looked even more tantalizing now that it had been pounding away in 
Marcy's creamy cunt-hole. 

Tracy figured it would be a case of killing two birds with one stone. 
She could finish sucking her boyfriend off and, at the same time, get a 
tasty hint of Marcy's hot cunt as a sort of appetizer, giving her a 
definite idea of just what a delicious treat she had ahead of her. 
Tracy grinned at Bobby and licked her full red lips suggestively. 

"Let me suck on that big, gorgeous prick, baby," she panted. 

Bobby eagerly moved up and knelt in front of Tracy, pushing his prick 
towards her hot little mouth. Tracy sucked it in greedily, relishing 
her first taste of cunt-soaked cock. Bobby began to fuck his 
girlfriend's mouth as enthusiastically as ever. Although he'd had a 
wonderful blow-job from Marcy, his one deep yearning was to shoot a 
load into his gorgeous young girlfriend's hot, sucking mouth. It was a 
dream of his... and now it was actually about to happen! 

Bobby was thrilled to discover that Tracy, although only a novice cock-
sucker, had a mouth almost as talented as Mrs. Morris'. What the girl 
lacked in experience she sure made up for with enthusiasm. He fucked 
into her hot young deeply and Tracy gulped his prick down with glee, 
taking his prick as deep into her throat as she could manage without 
gagging. Her face was turned sideways. She was sucking Bobby's cock 
right in front of Jim's face. 

Jim was watching the boy's thick, hard prick slide in and out of 
Tracy's mouth with delight, the pleasure enhanced by the fact that his 
wife was nuzzling around in his groin, licking and sucking cock and 
cunt together. 

Tracy's lips pulled out around Bobby's big cock-shaft each time he drew 
it from her mouth, contorting her pretty face. Then Bobby, when shoved 
his tasty cock back in, the girl gulped and gurgled in cock-sucking 
delight. Jim was getting as great a kick out of fucking the tight-
cunted young girl while she sucked her boyfriend's prick. After having 
crammed his own prick into the sexy blonde girl's hot little mouth 
earlier, he knew the intense pleasure that Bobby must be feeling right 
now. But her snug, slippery little cunt felt even better, and Jim began 
hunching his hips up at her, fucking her deeply in time with Bobby's 
thrusts into her hot, sucking mouth. Bobby held Tracy's face between 
his open hands and fed the prick to her steadily, his balls swelling on 
every stroke. 

"Swallow his cum, kid! Squirt in her hot fuckin' mouth, Bobby!" Jim 
gasped, when he heard Bobby begin to moan, his young balls surging 
toward a creamy climax. 

Marcy lapped up through Tracy's smooth young crotch, tonguing her 
asshole, then lifted her head higher so that she could watch Bobby cum 
in the girl's mouth. Bobby grunted and rammed his cock into the girl's 
mouth with a vengeance, stiffening finally to shot his cum-load deep 
into Tracy's gulping young mouth. 

"Glubbbb... mmmfffffff... ulllpppppp", sputtered Tracy, as her 
boyfriend's sperm splattered the back of her throat. She swallowed his 
cum with gusto and Bobby pumped his hips, fucking her pretty young face 
as more cum jetted out. Jizz flowed down her chin and cheeks as he 
filled her little mouth to the brim. 

Bobby finished cumming and staggered back, his cum-coated cock swaying 
like an elephant's trunk. Tracy tipped her head back, letting the final 
load of his cum trickle down her throat with her mouth open, so that 
Jim and Marcy could see her creamy reward. 

Jim kissed her on the lips. And Marcy dove back into their joined loins 
to slake her own savage thirst. Both Jim and Tracy were ready to climax 
now, inspired by the cock-sucking. He was no longer restraining her, 
and the horny young teenager began to fuck furiously up and down on his 
big prick. 

In less than a minute, her tiny cock-filled cunt spasmed and creamed 
around his rapidly-pistoning shaft, and she squealed in pleasure. Then, 
seconds later, she squealed again, this time as as Jim shot a geyser of 
thick jism up into her wildly squirming cunt as she bounced up and down 
his cock, filling her to the brim. His copious jism blended with her 
girl-cum and bubbled out into Marcy's waiting mouth. Jim emptied his 
balls into the writhing young girl and slumped back. Tracy kept 
bouncing up and down, milking her own orgasm for all it was worth. 
Until she too, slumped forward, her heaving tits pressed into Jim's 
chest. 

Jim's prick was beginning to shrink inside Tracy's pussy now, softening 
and bending. Bobby, too, was losing the tension in his hard-on. Virile 
as the young man was, he had spilled an awful lot of cum tonight, and 
he needed a little time to recover. But it was no tragedy for the girls 
to find that both cocks were shrinking. They had their lips and tongues 
to keep each other happy.... 


Chapter 13. 

Tracy squirmed up and Jim's prick pulled from her clasping little fuck-
hole, flexible and bending. The huge cock-knob came out with a slurp 
and her well-fucked young cunt-slot stayed open, retaining the outline 
of his prick and filling up with a milky pool of their combined cum-
juices. 

Marcy gulped her husband's prick into her mouth, sucking the glistening 
cylinder of muscle voraciously. But she only mouthed his spent cock-
meat for a moment. Marcy wasn't too interested in her husband's 
familiar cock, especially not now that it was softening. She had only 
taken it into her mouth to taste Tracy's spicy young cunt-nectar, fresh 
from her husband's prick. 

Her tongue soaked it up and her taste buds tingled, her appetite 
whetted. Jim moved aside, prepared to watch. Bobby already had his eyes 
glued to the scene. 

Marcy rose and kissed the young girl's lips passionately. Both of their 
mouths were highly flavored by the cum they had swallowed. Their 
tongues drilled back and forth, sharing the randy residue. They had 
each sucked off both Jim and Bobby, yet the milky remnants of Sam and 
Ted's sperm still lingering in Marcy's mouth. The combined flavor made 
their hot, lesbian kiss a real taste treat. Marcy moved down and sucked 
Tracy's tight, young tit, then arched her back and fed the willing 
teenager some tit-meat of her own. They licked and sucked on each 
other's breasts in turn, then Tracy fell back along the couch and 
opened her lean young thighs invitingly. 

Marcy moved down, licking the blonde girl's belly and lapping into her 
cunt-slit. The mouth-watering scent of simmering pussy rose from 
Tracy's crotch as the teenager's well-fucked little cunt heated up 
again, ready for some female tongue. 

"Lick me, Mrs. Morris!" she begged. "Suck my, pussy! Pleeeease!" 

Tracy was so hot, she hunched her skinny hips up at Marcy's mouth, 
eager to feel the older woman's hot tongue lapping at her cunt. Her 
little pussy quivered with anticipation, but she was also impatient to 
sink her own tongue into the beautiful woman's pussy, in turn. 

Marcy began to flick her tongue out lightly, teasing Tracy by barely 
making contact. She licked up the girl's glistening, pink cunt-slit and 
lapped at her clit, working her nimble tongue deep into the youngster's 
cum-soaked little fuck-slot. 

Jim and Bobby leaned over them, watching Marcy's nimble tongue dip and 
dance. Marcy was basking in the glow of their heated gaze. She adored 
to eat pussy at any time, but it was especially gratifying to be 
tongue-fucking a teenaged girl while her horny husband and the girl's 
randy boyfriend were watching her do it. It satisfied her 
exhibitionistic tendencies as well as her taste buds. 

She spooned and scooped her tongue into Tracy's cunt-hole, then began 
to suck as she lapped. She was pulling out mouthfuls of jizz and pussy-
juice, swallowing noisily, sucking every drop from the young girl's 
tasty little pussy, and Tracy was loving ever second of it. 

Marcy drew back for a second to look at the gorgeous young cunt that 
she was munching on. Tracy's little pink pussy was drooling both sperm 
and cunt-cream as the youngster ground her hips up Marcy's face, 
silently begging her to continue. Marcy dove in again, her tongue 
probing deeply and her lips making suction sounds around the little 
girl's cunt-lips. She ducked down to lick some cream out of Tracy's 
ass-cleft, varying the feast, making a smorgasbord out of the young 
girl's groin. Marcy was like a shark in a feeding frenzy, and her 
efforts were rewarded when Tracy began to climax noisily. Marcy munched 
and Tracy melted. The older woman's mouth seemed glued to the blonde 
girl's fuck-hole, total fusion of mouth to cunt only prevented by the 
copious juices which poured from Tracy's over-heated young pussy. 

With a moan, the lustful lady sucked the lovely young girl through 
waves after wave of adolescent bliss, and when it was over, Marcy 
leaned back, licking her lips, expecting to see Tracy looking totally 
contented. 

But Tracy looked anything but satisfied. The horny young girl had found 
out that, as she expected, cunt-licking was a double-headed event. As 
soon as her clit and cunt were satisfied, her lips and tongue got hot 
for the second half of the mutual muff-munching. 

Tracy was dancing her tongue around like a shadow boxer warming up, 
practicing pussy-plating. She wasn't at all worried by her lack of 
experience. The girl knew that cunt-sucking would come as natural to 
her enthusiastic mouth as sucking pricks had done. 

"Wanna lick me, now?" Marcy whispered. 

"Ohhhh, yeahhhhh!" Tracy exclaimed. 

Marcy was looking forward to a good tongue-fucking from the sexy little 
teenager. But she was still very much aware that two fascinated males 
were watching, and she figured it would be nice to change positions and 
let them enjoy a variety show, instead of simple switching. Marcy 
dropped down on all fours and twisted around, wiggling her ass 
invitingly. Tracy slid down from the couch and knelt behind the older 
woman, pressing her pretty young face into Marcy's drooling cuntslit 
from behind. 

Bobby's jaw was hanging open. The boy still couldn't understand why his 
gorgeous, cock-hungry girlfriend would want to lick a pussy. Bobby had 
a lot to learn about the ways of wanton women. Marcy had been his 
teacher before. Now the boy was learning his lessons from Jim, taking 
note of how approvingly the man gazed at his promiscuous spouse, 
starting to get a hint of the visual pleasures that accompanied 
peeping. 

Who could mind if a wife or girlfriend cheated... as long as they could 
watch! Bobby thought that his eyeballs were going to melt as they 
registered the thrilling scene. His cock was rising to yet another 
erection and he saw that Jim, too, was getting a hard-on again. But 
from the looks of the horny female action on the floor, cocks were not 
required-yet. 

Tracy ran her tongue up the musky, flavorsome cleft of Marcy's ass and 
began to lick Marcy's ass-ring. The tart, tangy confection made the 
girl whimper with lust. She was licking Marcy's haunches as if nipping 
at appetizers before diving into the main course of hot, steaming 
pussy. 

"Uuuhhhhhh, yessssss... lick my ass, baby!" Marcy panted. 

Tracy nudged her cute little nose into the gorgeous woman's crack and 
sniffed. Strangely, the aroma of Marcy's asshole thrilled her, enhanced 
deliciously by the fragrance of hot pussy wafting up from below. 

Tracy licked and sucked some more on the puckered slot of that carnal 
canape. She drew back for a moment and gave her boyfriend a shy smile, 
then dove in again. Her tongue sank up Marcy's ass and Marcy's asshole 
sucked on it. Tracy had to tug back firmly to retract her tongue 
against the suction. Her lapper came out distended like a taffy pull. 
Marcy heaved her haunches up. 

"Do my cunt!" she moaned. 

Tracy slid down. Her forehead rested on the cheeks of Marcy's ass and 
her lower face buried itself into the woman's pussy from behind. They 
were linked up doggy-fashion in this act of lesbian love. Tracy took a 
taste. 

The very first lick was enough to convince the teenager that cunt-
tonguing was for her. It didn't detract from her devotion to cocks at 
all. It was simply another succulent side of the creamy coin. 

She lapped in and sucked at the rim. Marcy's cunt was full of jizz as 
well as cunt-cream, a seething stew bubbling over into Tracy's mouth. 
Tracy shook her head like a shark devouring its catch as she munched in 
Marcy's hot, gooey fuck-hole. 

Cunt-juice ran down the insides of Marcy's trembling thighs, and Tracy 
slid down to gather it back up, not wanting to waste a drop. She slid 
up and took another lick at Marcy's ass-hole, then resumed sucking on 
her fuck-hole. 

"Cum, Mrs. Morris! Cream for me!" the girl whined. 

She had already wolfed all the jism out of Marcy's pussy, and she was 
gulping unadulterated cunt-juice now. It was getting more copious by 
the second as Marcy surged toward a crest. Marcy shuddered and vibrated 
and undulated as her clit detonated and the core of her cunt turned to 
jelly. Her ass shoved back. Tracy's lips were glued to her pussy by a 
paste of pussy-juice and saliva. As the girl panted, it made a bubbling 
sound. 

Tracy was in a feeding frenzy and Marcy was flowing like a waterfall, 
filling the girl's mouth again each time her pussy contracted in 
orgasm. 

Drained, Marcy slid belly-down along the carpet. Tracy's head went down 
with her and the girl kept on burrowing under her jiggling ass, licking 
out the last seepage, sucking the dark-haired woman dry. 

When Marcy's cunt stopped juicing, Tracy slid back up and finished off 
where she had begun, sucking Marcy's musky little asshole like a savory 
following the feast. Then they cuddled together in fond embrace, 
kissing lovingly, sharing the lustful residue of their first fuck. 

"Can we suck more... lots more?" Tracy whimpered. 

Her first lesbian suck-session had turned the sexy little teenager into 
a gash glutton. She was eager to suck Marcy's cunt again, as well as to 
mop her own muff on the older woman's mouth. 

"Yes, baby.... but aren't we forgetting something..." grinned Marcy, 
glancing over at the guys. 

Tracy followed her gaze and saw that Bobby and Jim both had enormous 
erections again. This was an aspect of cunt-lapping that the teenager 
hadn't paused to consider... the fact that it would make any watching 
men horny again, no matter how much they had been fucking before. 

Stiff pricks were always a welcome sight to young Tracy. But, at the 
moment, she was somewhat confused. The poor, horny little girl didn't 
know which she wanted most now... more cock or more cunt, more sucking 
or more fucking, cock-cream or pussy-juice. 

She kissed Marcy, and her eyes rolled as she stared at Jim and Bobby's 
huge, throbbing hard-ons. Marcy understood the girl's problem, since it 
was a choice she often found hard to make, herself. But Marcy knew a 
solution. Watching one another in action was always fun, but now it was 
time for total commitment and involvement.... for a little `audience 
participation'. In short, it was time for a cluster-fuck. And, like a 
choreographer, Marcy set the scene for the complex coupling to cum... 


Chapter 14. 

Marcy lowered Tracy to the floor and gracefully slid around into the 
sixty-nine position. She mounted the girl, lowering her cunt over 
Tracy's pretty face and ducking her own face down between Tracy's 
widespread thighs. Marcy opened her mouth and gave the girl's pussy an 
open-mouthed kiss, thrusting her tongue hungrily into Tracy's hot 
little hole. 

Tracy did the same, and soon the gorgeous dark-haired woman and slender 
blonde teenager were moaning and slurping at each other's cunts in 
total abandon. They sixty-nined like that for a minute while Jim and 
Bobby watched them with glowing eyes, their cocks throbbing in their 
clenched fists. 

Suddenly Marcy rolled onto her side, pulling Tracy with her. They were 
still linked up mouth to cunt, but now they were both lying on their 
sides. 

"Come on boys," Marcy invited. "let's get this party pumping!" 

Jim lay down behind Tracy. He slipped his cock in under her trim ass 
and nudged the cock-knob into her cunt. Marcy's mouth was already 
there, and she began to lick her husband's cock-head as it slicked back 
and forth in Tracy's juicy young pussy-slit. Then Jim thrust forward 
and his cock slid into the young girl's tight clinging little cunthole 
like a hot knife through butter. Marcy tongued his balls as they rolled 
up into the teenager's crotch. 

Not to be left out of the horny action, Bobby stretched out behind 
Marcy in the same way, his position the reverse of Jim's, so that the 
two guys were also in the sixty-nining position-except, of course, they 
had the girls sandwiched between them very snugly. 

Bobby's prick slid into Tracy's mouth for a moment, then inched its way 
up into Marcy's cunt. He left it there for a second with just the 
flared knob inside, enjoying the feel of his girlfriend's tongue 
running up and down the shaft. Tracy licked and sucked at cock and cunt 
until Bobby couldn't stand it any longer. With a loud groan he clenched 
his young ass-cheeks and rammed forward as hard as he could, hunching 
and grinding until every inch of his long, hard prick was buried in 
Marcy's hot, clasping cunt-hole. 

The guys stayed buried balls-deep, enjoying the initial coupling of 
cock and cunt as Marcy and Tracy sucked softly at the junctions. They 
were getting all the possible thrills now, in this carnal cluster of 
limbs and loins, still enjoying the visual aspects along with the 
physical. 

Jim was looking over Tracy's shoulder, seeing a sturdy young cock 
buried in his wife's cunt, watching the sexy little blonde teenager 
lick and suck at both. His cock was sheathed in the girl's slippery 
cunt-sheath and his wife's tongue was gently licking and sucking at his 
balls. 

Bobby was getting much the same action as he lay in the inverted 
position, his young cock buried inside Marcy's cunt to the hilt. With 
wide, excited eyes he watched his girlfriend's pussy crammed full of 
Jim's huge cock being greedily devoured by Marcy's hot mouth. 

Marcy and Tracy were getting the best of both worlds. They had their 
cunts stuffed with long, thick prick, while they ate pussy and licked 
balls and saw all the action going on in each other's crotches. 

All four of them lay still for a while, Marcy and Tracy licking gently 
as the guys flexed their throbbing cocks inside the girls' cunts. Then 
they began to move together, like some well-lubricated fucking machine 
revving up, running on phallic fuel, powered by erotic arousal. 

Bobby watched Jim's cock pull out until only the large, flared tip was 
inside Tracy's pussy. The girl's lightly-fuzzed little cuntlips bulged 
lewdly around the man's huge cock-head. Then Jim fucked back in, his 
gnarled shaft dragging the girl's cuntlips inside her tiny pussy as it 
plunged back in. Bobby began to fuck Marcy in counterpoint. He rammed 
his cock into the woman's cunt as he saw Jim pull out of Tracy's tight 
hole, then drew out himself, as Jim fucked back in. 

They fucked very slowly, loving the erotic, four-way action and wanting 
to prolong it. Tracy whipped her tongue along Marcy's tightly-stretched 
pussy-slit either side of Bobby's glistening prick. Likewise, Marcy had 
her open mouth plastered on Tracy's cock-filled pussy, sucking 
gleefully as her husband fucked the cute blonde's sweet young hole. 

Jim was fucking the girl with such enthusiasm that his prick was 
pulling all the way out of Tracy's cunt. He fucked into his wife's 
mouth, then back into the girl's cunt, alternating in the two hot, 
sucking holes. Then his long, throbbing prick slid back out of Tracy's 
crotch. His cock was too stiff to bend and when Jim lunged again, his 
prick slid up through the cleft between her ass-cheeks. 

The idea of a few fuck-strokes up into the teenager's tiny little 
asshole was compelling. He drew back and angled his prick so that it 
was aimed at her asshole. He inched the greasy tip of his prick in, 
then paused, wondering if Tracy would object to taking it up the ass. 
But with all that had happened so far, young Tracy was horny enough to 
try anything at all. When she felt Jim's cockhead nudging at her tight 
rear hole, she shoved her pert little ass back at him enticingly. 

"Do it! Give it to me up the ass!" she gasped. 

Jim began to work his cock-head into Tracy's hot little asshole. The 
fit was extremely tight, and for a moment he didn't think his huge 
prick was going to fit into the teenager's tiny anal orifice. But as 
Tracy relaxed a bit, her shit-chute loosened and Jim's prick-knob 
slipped in. His cock-head stabbed deeper, blazing a trail for his cock-
stalk to follow up into the unexplored territory of her virgin asshole. 

Jim fucked his cock in to the hilt. Tracy squealed. It hurt a little, 
but only enough to magnify the pleasure, adding a tingle to the sweet 
sensation of having her ass packed full of prick for the very first 
time. He held his cock buried in the little teenager's ass, then 
started to fuck in and out. As he fucked her ass, he was leaving her 
cunt empty... but his greedy wife had come to the rescue, and was 
filling Tracy's creamy little hole up with plenty of tongue. 

Bobby, watched Jim's cock sliding into his girlfriend's asshole with 
mixed feelings, he was tremendously excited by the sight, but he 
couldn't help feeling that Tracy was giving Jim something that was 
rightfully his. His pangs of jealousy soon dissipated as Marcy pulled 
her mouth from Tracy's juicy cunthole and begged him to fuck her in the 
ass also. 

Eager to try it, Bobby jerked his cock out of Marcy's pussy and rammed 
his stiff fucker up her ass. Marcy's asshole was no stranger to a cock, 
and Bobby's young prick slipped inside as smooth as silk. It felt just 
like a cunt, only much tighter, thought Bobby as he began to fuck 
Marcy's experienced asshole. At first he was cautious of hurting her, 
but on Marcy's urging, he was soon pounding the woman's asshole just as 
vigorously as he'd fucked her cunt. 

Tracy and Marcy sucked and licked at each other's drooling cunts as the 
guys fucked their assholes. With such intense stimulation, it wasn't 
long before the two women were soaring towards mutual orgasm. Intense 
waves of pleasure flashed back and forth between their linked bodies 
like an alternating electric current. Tracy's clit sparked, causing 
Marcy's tongue to shudder with a tremor. A split second later, that 
seismic shudder passed into Marcy's clit, and back to Tracy's tongue 
causing the young girl to cream into Marcy's open mouth. 

They were both gulping plentifully, lapping at each other's pussy-dew 
like ravenous felines. Then, suddenly Bobby and Jim began to cum too, 
squirting their cum-loads into the girl's tight quivering assholes. Jim 
pulled out and let the last few spurts of sperm splatter over Tracy's 
cunt and his wife's mouth. Marcy licked up her husband's hot cream and 
swirled it into Tracy's spasming cunt with her tongue, letting it run 
back out mixed with the teenager's cunt-cream and sucked the sexual 
sauce into her voracious mouth. Bobby did the same, giving his 
girlfriend the same tasty treat as Marcy was enjoying. 

They fucked and sucked each other up to the peak and held there, 
spurting and melting, then slowly slid down through the satisfying 
descent. 

Finished, they all clung together, panting. They had all had enough-for 
now. But Tracy had already planned to spend the night, and Bobby was a 
more-than- welcome house guest, so they all slept together and, first 
thing in the morning, fed each other a hot breakfast in bed. 

It had worked out very well. Jim and Marcy could entertain at home now, 
and never again did they need to go out to find strangers to fuck her 
while Jim watched... although they still did, sometimes, just for the 
hell of it. And the teenaged lovers never had to settle for furtive 
frigging in the park again, either, with a comfortable home always 
available to them. 

Even Tracy's mother was happy. Babysitting every night would `keep the 
girl out of trouble', she figured. It was funny, though. She had known 
Jim and Marcy for ages. And she had never realized they had kids...