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hoodslut.txt -- (mf, ff, oral, anal, incest)
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WARNING... This story contains graphic descriptions of sex among adults,
pre-teens, & children, between adults, pre-teens, & children. If you find this
offensive stop reading now.
This story is entirely fictional and any similarity between persons and events
depicted in it and actual persons and events is purely coincidental. This
story is pure fantasy and none of the events described herein are practiced,
advocated or condoned by the author.
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NEIGHBORHOOD SLUT
(by Eros)
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...
THE END
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