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This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am NOT the author. I don't have the talent to write these
stories.
I can only be ... "TheEditor".
A Loving Family
By Phyllis Baxter
Chapter 1
Jean Stevenson sat sipping champagne in the lounge aboard the
luxurious private Lear jet that was speeding her over the ocean
towards home. Home after three long years in South America three
years of separation from her son ... three years away from all
that was safe and familiar ... three years that had changed the
course of her life.
Jean's thoughts were interrupted by the approach of her new
husband who had moved from behind to kiss her openly on the mouth.
She was surprised, slightly embarrassed, but pleased by Tom's open
display of affection. It was a part of his nature that she still
wasn't quite used to, this unashamed, uninhibited approach to the
more intimate aspects of marriage. Still, it was only consistent
with the radical difference between Tom and Dan, his brother and
her first husband, who had been so cruelly taken from her only
five months ago.
Jean had been completely devastated by her husband's sudden
tragic death. In retrospect, it seemed almost predetermined that
Tom should be there by her side when she received the horrible
news. Dan had been piloting the company plane through the narrow
pass at La Paz, Bolivia when a sudden control failure caused the
fatal crash into the side of the mountain. Tom had taken care of
everything, saving her from total disaster, and Jean was glad to
be able to leave it all in his capable hands.
Although brothers, Tom and Dan Stevenson were at opposite
ends of the spectrum of human nature, both physically and
mentally, yet complimenting each other in every way. Dan had been
the quiet, introspective type, while Tom was the outgoing
extrovert. They were a natural team and as business partners
worked together well enough to build a phenomenally successful
copper import business in Bolivia in the space of three years.
Dan had done most of the groundwork and operated behind the
scenes, while Tom had secured the financial backing and handled
sales.
The trip back to America in the private company plane was
really something, she thought. And to think that when Tom, her
new husband, had first proposed the idea of flying back home in
the luxury of a private jet, she had been reluctant. The idea
frightened her, after the terrible crash in which her husband was
killed, but Tom had convinced her that she had to face up to the
fact that what had happened was in the past and must be forgotten.
He had been right. She felt warm and secure now, and blissfully
happy with Tom by her side.
The dark-haired mother was anxious to see her son. After
three years, she felt as though she could hardly wait another
moment for the long awaited reunion. She was ready now, after the
turmoil and confusion of the last few months, to face him, to be
with him and to begin their whole new life.
What a glorious ending to what could have been a sorry tale,
she reflected as she rather shyly returned her husband's kiss.
There were only two other passengers aboard the private jet, an
older couple, plus the crew, but Jean was not used to revealing
her arousal to others. Still, she admitted with an inward smile,
she had been in a constant state of arousal almost since the first
time she and Tom had made love!
It was as though a whole new world, a world of sensuality,
had been opened to her. In spite of her mild state of
embarrassment, Jean felt herself getting turned on. "Tom!
Please!" she said in a loud whisper, although the feel of his hand
slipping beneath her tight fitting sweater secretly pleased her.
"Why not!" he said loudly. "We're married and I love you. I
can feel your tits if I want to!" The couple sitting behind them
looked up from their game of gin rummy to smile knowingly. Tom
grinned wickedly when he saw that Jean was blushing, and to show
off slid his hand up and let it rest on the full mound of her
breast.
"You silly ... she gasped, giggling. "Must you advertise the
fact that we're newly-weds! Mr. and Mrs. Lawson can see!"
"Let 'em look ... do you think they've never seen two people
in love before?" He slid his other hand under her sweater,
chuckling as she vainly tried to remove it.
Jean saw the smiles of the Lawsons before they quickly
resumed their game, and she had to laugh in spite of her vague
embarrassment. Tom was so like a little boy at times ... so
lighthearted and easy going. It was hard to believe that he and
her first husband, Dan, had been brothers. Dan had always been
kind and loving, a good husband, but the monotony of their sex
life had never dawned on Jean until she had married Tom. Dan had
been such a Puritan about it, doing it only in the dark, and then
only infrequently. But Tom made sex an adventure, a new thrill
each time, and a deep expression of his love. He was her perfect
lover, and he had brought new sexual life to her being. Now she
enjoyed it, where before it had been just a ritual--a duty.
Jean looked lovingly at her handsome, forty-year-old husband.
Tom had been widowed himself for ten years and Jean had been
like a mother to his daughter Linda since the child was five years
old. In fact, Linda and Jean's own thirteen-year-old son, Paul,
had always been more like brother and sister than cousins. It had
been a painful separation for everyone when Tom and Dan had
started the copper import business, but it was imperative that
they be in South America in order to establish a firm foundation
of a business that would assure them financial stability for the
rest of their lives. Tom had agreed with Dan and Jean that the
children should be educated in the United States, and both the
children, Paul and Linda, had elected to stay with their
grandparents, rather than boarding at school.
Jean had always felt comfortable with Tom, and more important
she respected and cared for him deeply. Yet, during the years she
spent with him before Dan's death, she hadn't looked upon him as a
romantic interest. He was a good, strong, smart, reliable friend,
and it had come as a complete surprise when Tom had suddenly
proposed marriage to her only a few months following her husband's
death. It was too soon, she told herself. The children should
know, be in on such an important decision as this was. But ...
here she was, happier than she had ever been in her life, married
to her former brother-in-law.
Tom Stevenson had always been a little in love with Jean,
ever since his brother Dan had brought her home from college so
many years ago. Tom had, since that first meeting with Jean, an
incurable desire to strip that fine, ripe body of hers naked--to
kiss her full, passionately trembling mouth and breasts ... and
her sensuously curved hips and flat stomach ... and the warmly
perfumed layers of her cunt up between those long, lusciously
tapered legs. He had never done anything about that desire
because of his brother--he wasn't that much of a bastard, he
always told himself; but after Dan's death he had been there when
she needed him and they fell in love.
Jean was still as strikingly beautiful at thirty-five as she
was at eighteen. The years had been more kind to her firm, full
body and her uptilted breasts and shapely legs were as exciting as
ever.
Tom suddenly removed his hands from beneath his wife's
sweater and got up from the wide, comfortable lounge chair to move
towards the center of the small cabin. With a devilish grin he
unlatched the sliding partition that separated the cabin into two
staterooms, and begging the Lawson's pardon, closed off the front
section.
"There!" he announced to his stunned bride, closing the latch
on the sliding door winking lewdly.
Before Jean fully realized what was happening, he had lowered
the back of the seat, converting the lounge chair into a narrow
bed. "Tom! What in the world are you doing?" she asked in wide-
eyed surprise.
"I'm getting ready so you and I can fuck in the sky 37,000
feet over the Atlantic ocean." He replied, lifting her gently
from the seat to press her voluptuous body next to his and kiss
her passionately, his tongue exploring the inner softness of her
mouth. His rigid cock pressed into the softness of her pubic
mound as he kissed her while his hands continued to caress and
delight her heated youthful body. A few months ago, Jean would
have shrunk from such brazen sexuality, but now she surrendered
completely, inviting more. However, she was still not able to
experience all this without blushing. She had seemed almost
virginal to him on their wedding night, but the beautiful, mature
woman who was hungrily returning his kiss was now the full
embodiment of a ripe, eager and capable sex partner.
"Come on, honey. Let's get our clothes off and fuck while
the mood is hot inside us!" Tom suggested lewdly. In spite of
herself, his crude language aroused her mightily. The dark,
handsome man was determined that his new wife should get over her
prim, puritanical way of thinking. He'd made a good beginning,
and was going to go all the way. He wanted her to be proud of her
beautiful body and of her ability to drive him out of his mind
when she forgot her inhibitions.
Jean quickly slipped out of her skirt and pulled her sweater
over her head while Tom took off his shirt and trousers. She
hesitated then, standing in the middle of the small jet as it shot
through the sky, clad only in white lace panties and bra. It was
as if she had suddenly become aware of her surroundings and had
become disoriented and frightened. Looking directly into her deep
brown eyes, Tom reached his arms around her to deftly unfasten her
bra and slip it smoothly off her shoulders. Then, his strong
hands slid down over the lush swell of her hips to roll the tiny
panties to her slender ankles. "Nothing is dirty or wrong between
two people that are in love, Jean ... never forget that." He
said, pulling her nakedness to him once again.
He began to massage her full, round breasts and as he tweaked
her sensitive nipples between his thumbs and fingers she began to
squirm with anticipation. Tom seemed to know every tiny area on
her body that caused her pussy to tingle and her whole body to
attune to his. Her breast tips began to tauten, and she moved
closer to him without realizing it. She wanted to feel the touch
of his warm, exciting body against her, and in a few moments she
wanted to feel his long, hard cock buried deep up inside her cunt,
driving away all thoughts of anything but the love she felt for
him every moment, day and night!
Her whole body was tense as she waited his next move. The
sable-haired beauty wanted to reach out and caress her new
husband's enormous cock, but even though she knew he would love
it, she simply couldn't bring herself to be that bold.
Tom bent down to kiss one of her tingling nipples, licking
and sucking the flesh that surrounded it, while Jean trembled with
the touch of his hot mouth, moving even closer so that he could
take more of her throbbing flesh into his mouth. As he began to
nibble gently on her nipple, she moaned softly and held his face
in her hands, wishing he would never stop, wanting it to go on
forever.
Tom moved his mouth to her other breast and gave it the same
exciting action, and Jean's hand went automatically to the
deserted breast to massage it gently. She felt her husband's
other hand go down to her thighs and begin to slide up and down
the soft flesh, bringing chills to her inner cunt walls and
increasing her desire more than ever. He used both hands to pull
her close to him, spreading the cheeks of her buttocks as he did
so and she felt a surge of embarrassment as she felt the cool air
waft softly against her nakedly exposed rectal mouth.
Yet her whole body was quivering under Tom's touch and her
eager pussy was becoming moist and warm. It was wonderful, she
felt weak with joy, and she wanted more than anything to have his
cock fucking deep up inside her. Suddenly, she felt his fingertip
brush her anus, and for an instant, she wished he would slip it up
inside! She was amazed at the lascivious thoughts that were
flashing through her mind. He had changed her! She was a new
woman!
Tom ran his hands over her buttocks, cupping their roundness,
sliding his hands down her firm white thighs, then back to the
soft flesh of her inner thighs. Finally, he cupped her hotly
steaming pussy curls with one hand, and she felt his extended
middle finger sliding up through them, searching for the small
sensitive little tit of flesh that he could excite so thoroughly
with a mere touch.
Pushing first with one hand, then the other, he coaxed her to
spread her legs wider so his outstretched finger could tease up
deeper. He put another finger in and began to hotly massage at
the soft, wet, flesh to either side of her clitoris, and Jean
began to moan, her body swaying to his finger fucking of her
openly spread cunt. He knew every bit of her intimately, she
thought, and he gave her new thrills each time he fucked her.
"Oh Tom ...!" she gasped as his fingers found her clitoris,
and massaged it eagerly. He continued to suck and nibble at one
breast, and Jean began to feel dizzy with desire. Her knees
seemed to be buckling and her husband sensed that she was ripe for
the full treatment. As he eased her down onto the lounge chair
that he had converted into a bed, Tom gloated over the incredibly
lovely curves and hollows of her body and congratulated himself
for having made her his wife.
Jean was trembling with anticipation, in spite of her efforts
to appear relaxed, especially when she saw his rigidly throbbing
cock so close to her face. The thought crossed her mind that one
day, she would take it in her mouth and suck it ... taste it ...
even feel its hot juices spewing into her mouth. She flushed at
the lewd thought, while Tom climbed onto the narrow bed with her,
his eyes bright with lust as he looked at her naked loveliness.
He moved close so she could feel his throbbing cock pressing close
into her flesh, and he felt his wife stiffen in desire. He knew
that she was excited by the sight of his naked cock, yet she had
not lost enough of her repression to admit it. Her body and her
eyes told the full story, and the lust-crazed man was eager for
the day when she would be completely free of her sexual
repression.
This was only the second time she had seen his cock in the
full light of day and she felt her heart pounding with the
masochistic desire to have him fucking it up into her openly
spread pussy so hard and deep that it would hurt. Tom's cock was
so much bigger and more exciting than his brother, Dan's, was for
her. She had only seen two penises before in her life ... Dan's
and her son Paul's ... when he was a baby. She felt depraved, yet
she couldn't resist the fascination of her new husband's out-sized
cock!
The slit at the end of the swollen head was dilated now, and
as her eyes stared intently, she saw the softly swaying twin sacs
of his testicles. She felt consumed with the insane desire to
have him buried up so far inside her that even his balls would be
encased up inside her hungrily devouring cunt! Someday ... later,
much later, she would ask her exciting new husband to try it ...
She had been so deep in her fantasy that she jumped when Tom
knelt down beside her.
"I thought you were all ready for me to fuck you!" Her
husband said harshly, staring hard into her eyes. He wanted her
to get used to the sound of the lewd words involved with the act
of love because they excited him. "Are you, Jean? Are you ready
for me to fuck you?" he persisted.
Jean nodded, not meeting his eyes.
"Then tell me!" Tom ordered.
"Yes," she faltered. "I am!"
"Then say it! Say you want me to fuck you!"
"I want ... I want you to fuck me!" she blurted out,
embarrassed by the sound of her own voice, yet knowing that it was
true ... she did want him to fuck so why not say it in the lewdest
and most exciting way possible! Tom was already moving over
between her sensuously spread thighs before she had even finished
her sentence.
Then, he reached down and took her legs, sliding his hands
down to her ankles, moving them upward gently and placing them
over his shoulders. Jean gasped, feeling that her whole vagina
must be gaping shamefully up at his eyes. She felt obscenely
wicked and for some strange reason she wanted her husband to think
of her as he was lewdly staring down at her tight, hair covered
cunt, deliciously spread for him in the bright sunlight of the
aircraft window.
Holding her legs in place, he bent and kissed the soft flesh
of her belly, running his tongue into the dent of her navel,
bringing shivers to every part of her body. He moved downward,
releasing his hold on her legs, and she could feel his hot breath
on her trembling pussy lips as he gasped in eagerness. He licked
furiously at the soft inner flesh of her thighs, then all around
her openly spread loins, his tongue teasing her coral-hued cunt-
lips as they spread so invitingly before him.
Jean lay still, her mind a mass of conflicting sensations.
She was repulsed at her own lewdness, but her body thrilled at
Tom's lovemaking. She tried to think of what he had said about
nothing being wrong between two people in love, and God knew she
loved him, but she could not help feeling vile ... and at the same
time wonderful! At last the conflict was pushed aside as she
became totally overpowered by the hot, licking pleasure her
husband was giving her. As his darting tongue contacted her
convulsing clitoris, a jolt of electric pleasure danced wildly
through her body.
The lust-driven man moved his hands down under her nakedly
curved buttocks, bringing her groin ever closer to his face, then
he drove his tongue deep up into her cunt and licked hungrily
along the steaming furrow until he brushed her clitoris. Feeling
the tiny bud moving elusively about, he tried to trap it, nipping
it over and over with his teeth. At each nibble, Jean arched her
body and gasped, feeling jolts of passion streaking throughout her
entire body. Tom let the hard little nub of flesh slip out from
between his teeth after he had drawn a huge mouthful of the soft,
wet cuntal flesh deep up into his sucking mouth.
The sable-haired wife moaned aloud with the ecstasy that was
part pain. She had never felt more intense pleasure before, and
yet her mind was battling her long held beliefs about the
wrongness of this kind of sex. A man's mouth on her cunt! His
teeth nipping at her clitoris! It had to be sinful!
She almost shouted the questions aloud as they hammered at
her brain. What's happening to me? How could I, almost a prude,
have possibly fallen in love with a man of such wickedly exciting
inclinations?
She tried to remember some similar thrill from her first
husband, but she couldn't. Her only identification with Dan was
through having borne his son. This lusty man, Dan's own brother,
was infinitely more sexually exciting.
Tom could feel the pressure building in his loins, and
although he enjoyed thrilling her this way, he knew he had to fuck
her soon. He'd never had her in this helpless position before,
and he wanted to fuck her like she'd never been fucked before. He
had his tongue over the softly pulsing flesh of her pussy-lips,
and passion swept over him in waves. He tried desperately to
shove his tongue to the very bottom of her now hungrily clutching
cunt, but he couldn't. Only his cock would go in that far, and it
had to be soon.
Jean had given up trying to fathom her feelings ... it was
too overwhelming ... too wonderful, what Tom was doing to her
cunt! She didn't even realize that she was trying to spread her
legs wider to allow more of his tongue inside her, and as her
husband took advantage of the opportunity, plunging the full
length of its wetness deep inside her vagina, Jean almost fainted
with joy. Her head rolled from side to side, as if she would
shake out the last traces of guilt and embarrassment, and her
voice became a weak groan.
The handsome forty-year-old husband suddenly raised his head
and looked at the sensuously pulsating cunt he had been sucking
and devouring, and he moved so that his hard cock was only a few
inches from her hotly throbbing pussy lips. He could hardly
resist the urge to ram it full length up into her cunt, until it
went all the way up into her quivering belly, making sure that her
warm, damp cunt flesh engulfed every last inch of his turgid cock!
He looked at Jean's face and saw sudden fear in her brown eyes,
and his love came flooding out, momentarily quelling his
animalistic desires. Later, with patience and time, he knew she
would be able to accommodate any sexual act he chose to perform on
that voluptuously formed body of hers.
"Take my cock and guide it up into your cunt, Jean," he said
softly. The passion-driven brunette heard her husband, but she
froze with guilt. At her age, she mentally scolded herself, but
still she could not bring herself to touch her husband's penis.
Yet when Tom repeated his order, her hand slipped down fearfully
and she grasped the thick, hard shaft of his cock and slowly
guided the swollen head of it to the lips of her welcoming cunt.
She could feel the blood pulsing through the lust-swollen shaft,
and she flushed deeply.
"Put it in!" her husband commanded. Trembling with
anticipation, she spread the lips of her pussy with one hand and
let the huge rod of flesh slide in. She felt as if she were
detached from herself, standing aside and looking from a distance
at this lewd scene, yet her pussy was burning to engulf his
wonderful cock. She thought she would scream with agony if Tom
didn't fuck her soon and put out the furious fires of passion
burning almost out of control in her belly now.
The dark-haired beauty sighed loudly as the first few inches
of his blood-engorged cock fucked into her, then Tom took over,
pressing forward with his hips, driving his rigid cock against the
restraining flesh of her inner cunt until it surrendered to his
onslaught, and his cock rammed inside her up to the hilt,
lubricated by the hotly flowing juices that were lining her cunt.
He levered her legs upward again, so that her ankles rested high
up on his shoulders. He was partially on his knees and he looked
down at the erotically stimulating sight of his cock buried inside
his wife's cunt, his dark eyes shining with lust.
Jean removed her hands from between her legs, and Tom slid
his knees beneath her buttocks, arching his back mightily as he
pulled her groin close to his, allowing his monstrous cock to
penetrate deep enough to touch the very bottom of her belly up
inside. He had never before enjoyed fucking a woman's cunt as he
was enjoying Jean's, and he knew that with time it could only
become better!
Jean craned her neck to see what was happening, almost as
excited by what she saw as what she felt. She lay back, moaning,
"Oooohhh ... Tom, darling ... you're so good!" She wanted to say
more, to tell him to ram his cock harder and harder into her
hungrily yearning cunt, but she couldn't. She was, still unable
to rid herself of the sense of detachment, as though this
shameless wanton was someone else and the real Jean Stevenson was
standing off to the side, watching the whole lurid scene!
Now Tom began to fuck his rock-hard cock into her with all
his strength, stretching her tight pussy walls unmercifully,
savoring the pleasant friction they provided for his cock. His
thrust was so violent that their pelvic areas crashed together,
and she groaned in pain. But his cock went deeper, slamming into
the depths of her vagina, digging hard up into her cervix.
Jean was almost delirious with pleasure and pain. She had
never had a cock fucking so deep up inside her before, and it was
heaven, but so different from the way his brother had fucked her!
Her buttocks jerked away slightly in an attempt to keep him from
fucking her so deep, but her husband's fingernails bit into her
flesh, and he held her firm, pistoning his cock into her rapidly
now. Jean tried to tighten her cunt muscles to slow him down
slightly but it was futile. It felt too delightful when he
speared it into her, and the more she fought and resisted, the
harder her husband fucked it to her hotly burning cunt. The
spongy head of his cock seemed to slip all the way up into her
belly as Tom gasped with the effort of fucking his massive cock up
into her openly spread cuntal sheath, and he was mouthing obscene
words that her mind wanted to reject, but couldn't.
"Baby ... you were made for fucking," he gasped. "You've got
the sweetest cunt in the world ... just perfect for my nice big
cock ... there's never been a better fuck ... "
The pain had gone now, and only the electric shocks of
pleasure swept over the helplessly impaled woman's body. She
closed her eyes and concentrated her full attention to the
marvelous thrills of his deeply skewering cock. No longer did she
feel dirty or sinful, no longer did she feel the guilt or the
pain. There was nothing but the wonderful freedom and she felt
gloriously happy as her husband's cock seemed to fill her entire
being with wild, wanton, sexual pleasure.
Tom gazed into her lovely face and saw a great change come
over it. She was the embodiment of pure sexual lust, as though
she had been waiting a lifetime for this one grand fuck. As his
rampant cock plunged rhythmically up into her cunt, his sperm-
swollen balls slapped noisily against her nakedly upturned ass-
cheeks.
At last Jean had the satisfaction of having her cunt filled
to overflowing with a man's cock. She seemed to be completely
controlled by every movement of his heavily hammering hardness,
and she was no longer embarrassed or ashamed. Tom was right ...
such bliss between married lovers couldn't be wrong! She was
being fucked in broad daylight, on an airplane, with everyone
aboard aware of what she was doing ... and she loved it! It was
the most exciting experience of her life! Her body was hungry for
this kind of sex, had always been hungry for it, and she could
admit it calmly to herself. As though her thoughts had
transmitted an order, her legs spread even further apart, widening
further the thin, narrow slit of her cunt. She arched her
voluptuously curved hips and automatically stayed in constant
rhythm with her husband's wildly jerking penis and moans were
coming from deep in her throat, sounding like animal noises.
The lust-crazed man knew that he couldn't control his cum
much longer as he fucked his excitedly throbbing cock in and out
of her wet pussy. His eyes were riveted on her hungrily clasping
cunt, and he was elated to see that she was arching up, driving
her hips upward to meet the punishing strokes of his long, hard
cock. She was coming around, as he always knew she would, and
fast becoming the most beautiful fuck he'd ever had.
She was totally caught up in the abandoned pounding of his
throbbing cock, and she released her muscles to follow whatever
course he chose.
Jean's head rolled from side to side, and she groaned in
pleasure as she felt her own orgasm building to the eruption
point. Her full breasts bobbed and heaved with her efforts, and
she ran her pink tongue over her soft dry lips, desperately trying
to put herself over the rim of the torment that wracked her body.
She wanted to cum more than she'd ever wanted anything in the
world.
Without realizing that she was uttering the words, she began
to chant in a hoarse voice, "Fuck it ... fuck my cunt! Oh, fuck
it good, Tom darling ... fuck it ... fuck it ... fuck it!"
Her mind was blank. She was aware of nothing but her frantic
need for release ... to feel her husband's turgid cock ravaging
her cunt until she received that blessed, tingling relief! She
could envision the way she must look, with her naked buttocks
exposed so boldly, her pussy spread wide to take all of her
husband's rock hard cock, and the mental image excited her even
more. She pictured the lewdness of the scene, and suddenly, she
didn't care. She wanted to be fucked this way always! Nothing
mattered in the world but the cunt-splitting fucking she was
receiving with everyone on board knowing, full well, she was
getting it!
Her body seemed to be on fire, and all her self-control was
gone. The tempo of her body movements was automatic, guided by
the thrusts of her husband's pile driving cock. She was his to do
with as he wanted to ... now and for the rest of her life!
The desire inflamed newly-wed could feel her belly trembling
as the need to cum rose rapidly, and she began to claw at his back
with her fingernails, as if she would stuff his whole body far up
inside her cunt and keep him there forever. She began to moan
loudly, begging him to fuck her ... to make her cum ... and Tom's
face was a vision of sheer delight. She was going to cum ... the
right way ... fully and without holding back. He felt a surge of
masculine pride at the thought of how quickly he had managed to
bring her around to his ways of sex.
He felt his juices boiling over, and he quickened his
thrusts, feeling the hot cum spilling from his balls and flowing
steadily up the throbbing shaft of his cock. He knew by the way
she moved her hips up and down, in machine gun rapidity, rubbing
her dancing clitoris against his hotly throbbing cock that she was
only a second behind him. At last his cum shot like a shotgun
blast into her hotly steaming pussy, filling it to overflowing,
and then backfiring back out again, dripping down over her nakedly
flexing anus, and as she felt it Jean began to cry out with the
excruciating delight of sexual fulfillment!
"Ooohh, lover ... " she moaned, "Fuck me forever ... don't
stop! Don't ever stop ... more, more, more ... give it to me,
fuck me, fuck me ... please ... " Jean's love cries mingled with
her husband's over the roar of the jet engines as she kicked her
legs out, waving them wildly in the air like a madwoman.
Tom could hardly believe his eyes! Could this be the woman
his brother had courted and married? Was this the reticent,
sexually hung up woman he had taken for his own wife? He had
fucked her the night before, but this was an entirely different
woman. He rammed his now softening cock deeper up into her still
wildly cumming cunt, trying to give her the very last drop of
pleasure. His own semen was covering his testicles as he emptied
his cum into her insatiably devouring cunt walls, yet he couldn't
stop her wild movements of naked abandonment beneath him.
Finally, their emotions drained, Tom lay atop her heavily for
a moment, gasping, filled with awe. Jean's body was numb with
excitement and gratification. She hadn't dreamed that sex could
do this ... could fill her very soul with pleasure and love for
the man who had made it happen to her.
As the sable-haired wife breathed heavily, her eyes closed,
Tom rolled off her, lying on his back, his cum-covered cock now
limp. It had been far more wonderful than he had expected, and
his thoughts were now on the future, when they learn more of one
another's desires and needs, and the different, erotic ways of
sex. It was going to be the most rewarding experience of his life
to be the man to unleash this woman he loved from her sexual
chains.
Tom was almost startled by the sound of his wife's voice.
"Would you pour us some champagne, darling?" she calmly requested.
Her voice sounded controlled, but Tom detected a slight tremor.
He appreciated her effort, and he laid one hand on her cum-flooded
pussy, squeezing it gently. She had astonished him with her
coolness, and Tom almost jumped for the bottle on the table beside
the narrow bed. He quickly poured two glasses and handed one to
his beautiful wife.
"To us darling," he toasted.
"And to our children." Jean added, sipping heavily at the
bubbly wine. A gentle smile sweetened her lips and she sighed in
contentment. A wave of love swept over her new husband as he
looked at her.
Jean's mind was on the children, after three years away from
her son, it was now only a matter of days before they were
reunited! "Oh Tom, you do think Paul and Linda will be pleased
... about us, I mean, don't you?" she asked hopefully. "You don't
suppose that they'll be hurt by our not waiting ... "
"I'm sure they'll both be thrilled, Jean." he assured her.
"They're both in their teens now and understand about waiting, and
besides my Linda has always considered you more a mother to her
than an aunt. We've just made it official!" The darkly handsome
man's face clouded for an instant. "My only concern is Paul. I
hope he doesn't resent my trying to take Dan's place ... " he said
somberly.
"He was never actually that close to his father," Jean said
with a far away look in her eyes. Suddenly, her face brightened.
"Oh, I just know they'll both be thrilled ... as thrilled and
happy as we are. Especially when they hear the news about the
ranch!"
"Well, Paul might like the idea, but I have my doubts about
Linda. From what I gather through her letters she's at that stage
where she requires a lot of action, if you know what I mean, and
I'm not quite sure a ranch in Colorado is quite her style."
Tom laughed, but both parents were beginning to feel
strangely subdued at the realization of what relative strangers
their children would be after three years separation.
"You know darling," Tom mused, "the kids are probably as
close to each other as we are. We have the perfect ready-made
family and it's well past time for us to start living ... making
up for the lost years." "We will, Tom," the beautiful young
mother said with sincere confidence. "We still have a few years
left with our kids before they fly the nest, and I know they're
going to be the fullest, happiest years of our lives."
Chapter 2
Linda giggled as she heard the masculine footsteps resounding
on the hardwood floor in the hall outside her room. She knew it
was her younger cousin Paul and at any moment he would burst into
her room without knocking to try to con her out of a few dollars
to tide him over until they received their next month's allowance.
There was plenty of time for the pretty fifteen year old
blonde to have slipped on a robe when she heard Paul's footsteps,
but she mischievously elected to remain as she was, propped on her
bed wearing nothing more than tiny bikini panties. She would
enjoy watching his embarrassed expression when he realized she was
undressed.
To Linda's surprise and amazement, he knocked.
"Who is it?" she purred coyly. Blossoming into womanhood,
Linda was aware of her young cousin's furtive stares at her
upthrust cleavage and other intimate parts of her body. She
unashamedly used her ample sex appeal on her cousin, prancing her
charms on him while at the same time fascinated by his good looks
and lithe physique. It was good practice for enticing other young
men, she thought.
"Well who the hell do you think it is, dummy!" came Paul's
impatient reply from the other side of the door. "It's me!"
"Who's 'me'?" the blonde teased. She could picture him squirming
outside the door and could not suppress the temptation to extend
her little game with him as long as possible.
"Oh, come on, Linda!" the handsome thirteen year old boy
replied. "I'm in a hurry."
"Well then why are you standing outside the door?" she said.
"It's not locked."
Paul caught himself just as his hand reached for the
doorknob; he was on to his irrepressible cousin's tricks by now
after living with her for the past three years. "Are you dressed,
Lind'?" he asked with a long suffering sigh.
"Why don't you open the door and see for yourself?" she
teased, delighted with his obvious irritation.
"Get your clothes on, goddamnit! I have to talk to you."
Linda could tell by the sound of his voice that she had carried on
long enough. He actually sounded upset, which wasn't at all like
the usually good-natured boy. "Oh, all right," she said, reaching
for the filmy robe and hastily covering her nakedness. "Come on
in."
"Very funny," he said, opening the door hesitantly at first,
and then seeing that she was at least partly covered, entered the
room to throw himself down on a chair. Paul looked older than his
thirteen years. He had inherited his mother's coloring and his
father's tall build; even at thirteen, the tall, dark lad was
classically handsome. He was athletically inclined and moved with
cat-like grace, yet the greatest part of his charm was the fact
that he was totally unaware of his sexual appeal, and Linda knew
that beneath his dashing good looks, Paul was actually very shy.
She wondered idly if he'd ever had a date or kissed a girl. In
truth, Linda loved her cousin very deeply. They had grown very
close while their parents were in South America and they'd been
living almost as brother and sister with their grandparents.
"All right, I'm sorry." she apologized. "I was just kidding.
What's so important?"
"Well, I wanted to talk to you before Grandma gets back.
She'll probably make the big announcement at dinner tonight so ...
"
"I won't be here for dinner," his cousin interrupted. "Have
a date with Kenny Meyer, but, go ahead ... what is it?"
"Well, you know your dad and my mom will be coming back to
the States in a few days and we're going to move."
"In the first place, Paul," Linda said calmly, "it's no
longer my dad and your mom ... they're both our parents ... you
should start getting used to that. And in the second place, of
course we'll be moving. You didn't expect us to stay here with
Grandma, did you?"
"No," the tall youth replied, "but I sort of figured we would
be staying here in Texas. Your dad ... uh ... I mean our dad ...
bought a ranch in Colorado!" "What!" Linda's blue eyes widened
in surprise. "How do you know? Dad never said anything to me
about it!"
"I heard Grandma talking; it's supposed to be a surprise. It
really sounds pretty good, once you get used to it, Linda. Up in
the mountains ... horses ... lakes ... " Paul looked hopefully at
his new sister. He knew she wouldn't like the idea of moving and
wanted to give her plenty of time to adjust to the new turn of
events before their parents arrived. Although Paul loved his
cousin and considered her his best friend in the world, he thought
she could be sort of a bitch at times, and the last thing he
wanted was for his mother's homecoming to be marred by Linda's
resentment.
"Well," she said angrily, "they're just full of surprises,
aren't they?" Surprisingly, Paul had taken the news about his
father's death and his mother's marriage to his uncle much better
than his older cousin. Although Linda was very close to her Aunt
Jean, now her new mother, she couldn't help but feel a little
resentment at her father's decision to marry her without even
consulting his own daughter. Fortunately, Linda was mature enough
to realize that her confused emotions over the situation were the
result of normal feminine possessiveness and the fact that she and
Paul would be brother and sister instead of cousins was more than
adequate compensation for her mild jealousy. But moving to
Colorado! That was something else!
"That's not fair!" she complained bitterly. "It sounds so
isolated, so far away. There probably won't be any other kids
around. I don't want to be cut off from all my fun just when I'm
getting rolling!"
"You don't have to worry, Linda," Paul said with sincere
admiration. "With the kind of body you have, you won't be
lonesome!"
His cousin gave him an appreciative smile as she bounded from
the bed to rummage through the chaos of her room to dress for her
date. She certainly was a delicious piece of girl-flesh, Paul
thought with some pride as he watched her full breasts jiggling
beneath the flimsy robe she wore. Her long blonde hair hung down
straight and sleek all the way to her tapered waist and Paul could
see the twin mounds of her rounded buttocks move enticingly with
every step she took. The young boy couldn't help feeling a pang
of envy for the boy she was dating. Her long graceful legs
tapered beautifully toward her crotch, visible between the open
robe and her sheer panties showed the sparse blonde fuzz
surrounding the opening of her vagina. The thirteen-year-old boy
sucked in his breath at her girlish beauty and wondered if he was
thinking dirty about his cousin. He couldn't help it ... she was
beautiful ... and sexy. The thought flashed across his mind
whether or not her body was like his mother's. He remembered her
well enough, but he'd never paid any attention to her body.
He smiled wickedly from his point of observation. "What are
you and Kenny going to do tonight?" he asked. "I mean, before you
go to the old highway to park ... "
"Dinner, I guess," Linda answered, turning her back to her
cousin to slip on her bra.
Paul couldn't help laughing as he watched Linda struggling to
fit her full young breasts into the lacy bra. "I don't know why
you bother with those things, Linda, you don't need them."
"Oh how do you know!" the pert blonde teenager retorted,
grinning back at her cousin. She went to her closet and pawed
through the clothes hanging inside. Then turning to face him, she
said more seriously, "I mean it, Paul ... I really can't think of
a more horrid place to live than a crummy old ranch! You love all
that stuff, but I need more ... activities." Paul eyed the
fifteen-year-old girl. He knew what she was referring to by
"activities". Linda discussed sex openly with him and he felt
happy that she trusted him, but he was a little jealous of her
obviously superior knowledge about sex. "There's got to be a town
or something nearby," he offered. He knew that her chances for
sex were much better than his. She always dated older guys, and
although Paul didn't like most of the boys she went out with, he
tried to keep it to himself. Linda was physically mature, but had
a girlish sense of humor that appealed to most guys. His only
chance, he felt, was to score with some of the younger girls in
school, but compared with his beautiful cousin, nobody else could
even come close. Besides, he reasoned, around here a guy too
young to drive just didn't stand a chance. Maybe up in Colorado
things would be different ... !
"Well, you're just going to have to get used to the idea
because that's where we're going to live," he said, getting up to
leave her alone to finish dressing.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I might as well give it a
chance," she agreed. She slid her dress over her shoulders and
patted it down. "Wait. Zip me up, then tell me how I look," she
ordered. He obeyed, impressed at her beauty. Then he sat back
down to stare at her. "You're really beautiful," he said in an
awed tone. He meant it. The dress fit her like skin, revealing
her trim hips and tiny waist, while the low cut bodice barely
contained her lush rounded breasts. "You're sweet," Linda cooed,
"but will Kenny like it?" Paul felt a stirring in his cock and a
slight twinge of jealousy as she bent over to reveal the deep
cleavage between her melon-like breasts. He brushed aside the
pang of guilt he felt and said gruffly, "Any guy in his right mind
would." Then, remembering his own evening activities, he added
somewhat sheepishly, "Say, Linda, another thing I wanted to talk
to you about ... " "Sure, Paul," she said smiling, "I'm loaded."
Linda fumbled in her purse on the dresser and commented, "Consider
it payment for all your flattery." she said, tossing him a five
dollar bill.
"How did you know that's what I wanted to talk to you about?"
Paul asked, pocketing the money.
"It's your usual Friday night topic of conversation ... " she
laughed, brushing her long blonde hair and tying it neatly at her
neck.
"Well, thanks Linda. I can pay you back Monday."
"Right, then hit me up again on Friday. Forget it; it's a
gift." she said gaily, her previous ill humor forgotten for the
moment.
"Gee, that's really nice of you Linda. And you really do
look super," he complimented her. "I'm not just saying that
because you gave me money either!"
Linda kissed him impulsively on the mouth and patted his
cheek.
"Enjoy yourself ... and behave!"
"Me?" the thirteen-year-old said in mock surprise. "You know
what a goody-goody I am. It's you that better watch your step."
"Don't you worry ... I can handle Kenny Meyer," she said grinning
lewdly. Mike ignored the implication of her words and moved
towards the door. He was a bit troubled, but looking at her, he
knew Linda was able to take care of herself. She was quite a
girl!
"Okay, see you later!" he said as he left her room, striding
down the hall. He looked the perfect athlete, and at times, Linda
wished she could meet someone as handsome and virile as her
cousin. Well, she thought to herself, Kenny Meyer will just have
to do for now.
* * *
Linda wasn't especially looking forward to her date with
Kenny Meyer, although he was considered a big wheel at school. He
was a handsome devil, she had to admit, and he knew it. They had
a lovely dinner at a nice restaurant, and in spite of the fact
that Kenny didn't seem able to talk about anything other than
himself and his car, Linda had enjoyed the first part of the
evening. In a way, she didn't blame him for being excited about
his flashy sports car, but then she'd been out with a lot of guys
with great cars, none of which seemed to worship their automobiles
the way Kenny did. What's more, she thought sourly, a girl could
expect a guy to give her a little more attention on a date. After
all ... she was hardly the wallflower type. Nor was she the kind
of girl who fell all over a guy. It was up to him to come to her.
As he walked her out of the restaurant and to his car, she
wondered what he had in mind for the rest of the evening. As if
reading her thoughts, he said, "How about a drive? It's a nice
night ... "
"Sounds great," she conceded. "Maybe we could go out to the
old highway ... " She glanced at him to see if he caught her
hint. The place was a notorious rendezvous for lovers.
Kenny shot her a sharp look, a new gleam in his eyes.
"Fantastic idea, sweetheart! Sort of had it in mind myself."
As they drove through the town, Linda thought he shifted
gears unnecessarily so he could rub her thigh and knee, and she
wondered if he had the idea that she was an easy lay. I guess I
am, she-thought to herself, barely able to suppress a giggle, but
still, she refused to be taken for granted. He had already
admitted that his intentions were to drive out to the old highway,
and that told her a lot. He acted like he expected her, or any
girl for that matter, to open her legs for him, just because he
was a big football wheel and owned an expensive car. Linda
resolved quietly that he had a surprise coming. He wasn't going
to get into her pussy just by snapping his fingers and batting his
eyelashes at her.
She had been to the old highway too many times, with too many
guys like Kenny to get all carried away. This was going to be her
night. They would play the game her way or not at all ... if he
wanted to play by her rules, she just might let him fuck her, but
if he got too smart, he would lose out on the best lay he'd ever
had.
The beautiful blonde teenager was getting bored with her
date's constant chatter about cars, and she wasn't favorably
impressed by his inept efforts to rub her thigh. He was a phony,
she decided. He hadn't been out with half the girls he'd like
everyone to think he has. She wouldn't be surprised if the creep
were a virgin!
Shifting about in her cramped quarters, Linda wondered why
guys bought these kinds of cars. They were too small to do
anything but sit and drive!
Kenny turned the car into a narrow lane overhung with trees
and drove a short distance into the woods. They pulled up in a
moonlit glade beside the river, and the moss-laden trees gave the
spot an ominous feel at night. Linda listened to the sound of the
water and the night birds, and suddenly, her thoughts were far
from Kenny Meyer. She began to think about her father ... her
wonderful father who she hadn't seen for so long. He would be
returning very soon now, and Linda wondered if he would still love
her as much as before. She had never had to share her father's
love with another woman, not since her mother, who she hardly
remembered died. She knew she would have been much more resentful
of his marriage if it had been to anyone other than her Aunt Jean;
she was okay, really okay ... and besides, she was Paul's mother!
"It's really beautiful here," Linda said dreamily. It was
truly a romantic spot, a remnant of long ago when the world was a
less complicated, easier place to live.
"Speaking of beautiful, baby, you're up with the best," Kenny
smirked. It was the first word he had spoken all evening that
directly concerned her, and she had been miffed, earlier that he
hadn't commented about her dress.
Linda smiled and Kenny reached over to kiss her. He was
surprised by Linda's instant response, shoving her tongue into his
mouth and making him jump. As his hand slid down over her breast,
she flicked her tongue in and out of his gasping mouth. She
thought he would reach for her thigh or crotch, but he just rubbed
her breast, as if to see if it were real.
She moved her hand down to his waist and expertly unzipped
his pants. Then she put her hand inside and grasped his
thickening cock, maneuvering it so that it came out of his pants.
She moved the loose skin up and down and almost giggled as he
began to moan deep in his throat as if he were in pain. Linda
wondered if he would ever get around to grabbing at her pussy, but
he seemed hung up on her firm breast. He had slid his hand down
inside her brassiere and was playing with the taut nipple, rolling
it between his thumb and forefinger. She liked the feeling, but
it didn't compare with having her cunt played with.
She began to move her hand up and down on his cock, squeezing
it hard and bringing the thick shaft to full, stiff erection.
Then she made a tight ring with her thumb and fingers and
encircled the swollen head, working her hand firmly over the cock-
head. She was beginning to warm up to the young man, but was
becoming a little irritated that it took him so long to get with
it.
The blonde teenager worked harder on his turgid cock, liking
the feel of it as it jerked convulsively. She found herself
wondering vaguely if any girl had ever done this to her cousin,
Paul, and how he would react.
Kenny suddenly pulled his mouth away from hers, and gasped,
"I have a blanket in the back. Let's get out of here and lie on
the ground."
Linda felt a pang of disappointment. Damn! She thought, he
isn't even able to get me warmed up and he's ready to jump right
in and fuck me! But she released his stiff cock and climbed out
of the car, showing him as much of her well-rounded buttocks as
she could, hoping it might give him some ideas about kissing her
pussy and getting her really turned on before he got down to
fucking her.
He had grabbed the blanket and was spreading it on the grass,
his cock--sticking out from his fly--was bobbing wildly up and
down, and Linda could see that it really was a nice one ... long
and round and capable looking. She turned and headed deeper into
the trees, following the dirt road. "Come on, let's get closer to
the water ... less likely for the cops to find us." she said,
turning her head to be sure he would follow. Kenny gathered the
blanket and headed down the road behind her sighing in
exasperation. He wanted to fuck this hot little bitch right now!
Suddenly, the scene was lit up by the glaring headlights of
the patrol car that cruised the area. Kenny tried to hide his
bulging cock behind the blanket while Linda only stared angrily at
the rapidly approaching headlights. Didn't the goddamn cops have
anything better to do than go around busting up lovers, she
seethed. It was none of their business, anyhow ... if people
wanted to fuck; it was up to them she reasoned.
"All right you kids!" a voice bellowed. "You know this area
is patrolled. No messing around up here. Now get back in the car
and move it!" The policeman sounded more bored than angry. He
saw the frozen Kenny and yelled again, "Come on, Mac, put that
thing back in your pants and get this girl out of here. She looks
pretty young to be up here anyway!"
Kenny suddenly snapped out of his frozen pose. He mumbled,
"Sure ... I mean, yes sir!" His mind had been stalled at the
vision of being taken down to the police station and his parents
called. Most horrible of all was the possibility of his father
taking his car away from him as punishment ... it was just too
dreadful a fate to imagine. He walked quickly back to the car and
Linda followed reluctantly behind. She couldn't resist the
temptation to mutter under her breath, "Why don't you go fight
murderers and rapists!" to the policeman.
"What was that you said, young lady?" the officer replied
with a warning tone to his voice.
"I said good night, sir ... " Linda said in mock respect,
climbing sullenly back into the car.
The patrol car remained where it was as they drove away, and
Linda sneered when she saw the lights turned off. "He's probably
sitting there watching and playing with himself!" she said
sarcastically.
She looked over at Kenny, realizing that he was embarrassed
and chagrined. Linda was frustrated. She had just begun to warm
up and was looking forward to a good, if amateurish, fuck. Now,
he had put his cock back in his pants, but she saw that there was
still a big bulge in the crotch of his pants. Maybe it can still
work out, she thought, if we can find another place.
"What a lousy break!" she volunteered.
"We couldn't help it," the young man commiserated. "You can
never tell when those guys are going to show up and spoil the
fun."
Kenny felt as though he had let her down and was embarrassed.
He was also angry. He thought that she was probably the hottest
little number he'd ever been out with. Suddenly, he heard her
giggling loudly.
"You looked so funny, standing there trying to cover your
cock with that blanket!" she laughed, fighting her own
disappointment now. Kenny chuckled nervously and tried to
concentrate on the narrow road ahead. He was distracted
momentarily as he felt her hand again fumbling with his zipper.
He startled, but she said, "Drive, Kenny. Find another place."
Her cool fingers found his cock, and she pulled it from his pants.
It was particularly hard, and the burgeoning shaft grew rapidly
harder as she began to stroke it again. Linda was getting hot
again, and she couldn't wait to feel that nice looking cock up
deep in her pussy.
The young man glanced over at her as her nostrils flared, and
she grew hazy-eyed with passion.
"Man!" he breathed in awe, "You really do want it, don't
you?"
"You bet baby," Linda gasped. "Find a place and pull over!"
She felt her pussy growing damp and warm, and she moved her hand
up and down on the teenager's elongated shaft with faster strokes.
He started to breathe heavily and he pushed his hips upward to
meet her forceful stroking. She held his throbbing cock firmly,
peeling back the foreskin and revealing the heart-shaped, blood-
filled cockhead.
Kenny felt as if he were going to pop his load of cum into
her hand if she didn't stop, and he began to search frantically
for a place to pull over. He wasn't thinking straight. He was
remembering the feel of her naked breast, and the arousing sight
of her firm, rounded buttocks. He had to get into this little
sexpot, he had to!
Her hand was driving him wild, and for an instant he thought
of letting go and spilling his boiling juice into her hand! Her
dress was pulled up now, and he thought he could dimly see the vee
of her soft blonde pubic hair through her sheer panties. He
wanted to reach out and grab her pussy, running his fingers up
into it until she squealed with pleasure! Better yet, he wished
he could ram his aching cock up into her cunt to the hilt and fill
it! He was moving jerkily, trying to keep up with her fast-moving
hand and still drive the car. The beautiful blonde teenager
squirmed as she played with his cock, moving her thighs against
one another to create friction in her pussy-lips. Her cunt was
flowing wet with her own juices now, and she knew that if he
didn't do something soon, she would have to shove her own fingers
up into her pussy and quench the fire smoldering there.
She peered down at his hard cock, moving up and down through
her fingers, and wished it were driving deep into her cunt
instead. Suddenly she leaned over and began to kiss his neck and
ears, nibbling at the lobes and sticking her tongue into his ear.
The young football player groaned with desire, and he was driving
erratically. His hips rolled in counter motion to her stroking,
and he could feel his cum boiling up inside his loins.
"Stop! Anywhere!" Linda cried.
He moaned as he jammed the breaks and slid to the side,
halting under a tree among some tall brush. He was moaning with
the pain of denied fulfillment, and sharp fires of lust were
shooting through his groin. He couldn't wait another second. He
could feel the sperm beginning to shoot upward through his cock-
shaft, and it began to spurt out from the slit in the end of his
cock.
"No!" Linda cried. The idiot couldn't even wait another
minute so she could enjoy his cum too. She looked with anger at
the wet liquid that was spewing from his cock, feeling the
frustration flood her body.
The young girl had never before seen semen shooting wildly
into the air, and it excited her, even as she moaned with
frustration. She continued to pump away at his exploding cock
while Kenny groaned and thrust his hips upward. His fists gripped
at the steering wheel tightly and he fucked his cock rapidly into
her tightly clenched fist.
The sight of his cum flowing whitely over her fingers
frantically aroused her, and her belly jerked as her cunt twitched
madly. She reached down and massaged her pussy lips hungrily,
shoving aside her panties and inserting her extended middle finger
up inside her pussy to massage her clitoris.
"Cum, you bastard ... cum!" she exploded, fascinated at the
amount of cum he was spewing all over his pants and her hand.
Kenny grated, "Oh God, baby ... what a sweet fuck you are!"
Linda wondered derisively how the hell he could know, but she kept
on draining his cock of its cum with diminishing strokes, fervidly
wondering if he could get it up again so he could fuck her.
The young blonde felt cheated. She continued to play with
her clitoris, but she knew it would be a poor cum, even if she
managed it, and she was livid with anger at her date.
Kenny Meyer was shaking from the tremendous effects of his
explosive orgasm. He had never had a girl pump his cock to orgasm
before and it was sensational. The selfish boy continued to moan
with joy, oblivious to Linda's needs.
She had become so aroused by now that she actually considered
climbing on top of him and stuffing his now deflated cock up into
her cunt in an effort to satisfy her burning lust.
The frustrated girl sighed with unsatisfied desire as she
realized the car was just too damned small to do anything. And
besides, his cock was soft now as the last few dribbles of his cum
ran down the shaft and trickled onto her hand. Kenny collapsed in
a limp heap, breathing heavily, wallowing in the slowly ebbing
sensations of gratification.
Linda finally released the limp cock and slouched back into
her seat, her hand still caressing her pussy. She closed her eyes
to fantasize, but it wasn't any good. She lay there in utter
frustration. She heard Kenny stir and looked over to see him
trying to wipe off the spots of cum with his handkerchief. He
carefully removed the spot from the dash and the seat, caring
little about what had spilled on his own pants. Linda would have
laughed aloud at the absurdity of his priorities, but she didn't
want to insult him ... she still needed to be fucked, or at least,
tongued!
"I guess I got carried away ... " the young girl ventured
hesitantly. "But I did sort of enjoy it ... and I know it must
have been good for you."
Kenny stared straight ahead in embarrassment, not knowing
what to say. It had been good, but it wasn't what he'd brought
her out here for and he felt inept and, in a way, cheated.
"Well ... " Linda said lamely, hoping he would grab the hint.
"Yeah," he mumbled hoarsely. "It was good for me." He
didn't say any more, but started the car and drove back onto the
road. He knew that she expected more, but he wasn't capable now.
He suddenly felt like she was really angry at him and would blab
it all over school if he didn't fuck her right ... she would
probably tell everyone about what happened tonight for that
matter. She was a bold one ... not at all like most of the shy
girls he'd known. He drove silently until they arrived at her
grandmother's house. He really didn't want to walk her to the
door with his pants all stained with cum, her grandmother could be
waiting in the livingroom or something and see him. Linda was
angry and unfulfilled. "Thanks for dinner," she said coldly,
jerking away from him as he leaned over to kiss her.
"Right," he retorted, equally as strained.
Linda slammed the door as she got out to walk by herself up
to the house. That dumb bastard had treated her like a whore, the
son-of-a-bitch! She didn't consider the fact that she may have
done something to give him that impression. To hell with him, she
thought. He blew his chance to fuck a real hot pussy tonight!
"Wait, Linda ... " Kenny called after her, but the angry
young blonde kept walking. She stopped halfway up the path
leading to the old two story house and turned around to call out
softly, "You lose, baby ... " Swinging her hips she walked up the
steps to the door, anxious to get to the privacy of her room where
she could still the roaring fire inside her loins.
Chapter 3
Tom and Jean Stevenson called their children in Texas the
moment the plane landed in Miami. To save time and speed the
reunion, it was decided that the children would fly to Colorado as
soon as Tom and Jean had settled in at the ranch and taken care of
all the numerous last minute details. The couple hardly stopped
to take a breath for the three days it took to get moved in and at
last the long-awaited day arrived.
Jean awoke feeling relaxed and happy after the frantic week
of travel and preparation. It was a beautiful morning! She
already loved the peaceful serenity of their mountain home and the
thought of her son and new daughter being here to share it with
her and Tom seemed too wonderful to be true. It was like a
wonderful dream, and this was the day it would all happen! This
was the day Paul and Linda would arrive! She turned over to
glance at her husband who was still sleeping beside her. Jean
couldn't resist the urge to lean over and kiss him softly on the
cheeks. Tom stirred and then his eyes opened and he smiled at his
beautiful wife. "Hi," he said tenderly, pulling her to him to
kiss her good morning.
"It's the big day, darling," she reminded her husband. "Are
you as excited as I am?"
He began to stroke her long dark hair, still incredulous of
her striking beauty and the fact that she was his wife. "Probably
more excited," he replied, grinning at his reference to his
enormous erection.
Jean smiled tenderly at him. "You're so marvelous, darling.
This is all I've ever wanted from life ... everything!" She
glanced out the window and commented happily, "even the weather is
perfect. What a beautiful day to welcome out children to their
new home!" "It really is," he agreed. "I hope the kids like it
here as much as we do ... "
"Oh darling, I know they will! How could they help it?" She
kissed the palm of his hand as he idly stroked her hair. "Tom,
how can I ever let you know how much I love you? How much your
love means to me?"
"We have the rest of our lives, baby ... " he said, smiling
gently. "Now, we'd better get ourselves in gear to be ready to
meet the kids!"
Jean's face clouded for an instant. "You know, honey," she
said in a subdued tone, "they really aren't kids any more." Jean
was thinking of Tom's daughter, Linda. The dark-haired mother
felt certain her son would love it here, but although she had
always loved Linda like a daughter, she had her doubts about the
girl. Linda had always been a bit wild, even as a small child.
She was always more difficult to control than Paul. Jean was sure
that by now, Linda would be interested in boys, and from the looks
of the small town a few miles away the chances looked slim for
Linda to find a place to meet the young people around their new
home. Once school started, there would be no problem, but Jean
did want Linda to enjoy the summer as much as she knew the rest of
the family would.
"They'll always be kids, honey," Tom said confidently, "just
like us ... There's so much for them to do around here, sailing on
the lake, hiking ... camping. But I do have to admit, from the
sound of Linda's letters she's a lot more interested in people
than things ... especially young male people!"
Jean laughed. "Well, I'm sure if there are any of those in
the area, they'll find our Linda! I did see a few young boys when
we were in the town yesterday ... hopefully some of them are
nice!"
Jean felt secure for the first time in her life. Everything
was perfect ... she had the finest man in the world who loved her
dearly, and now, two wonderful children. She had to learn sex her
husband's way, she vowed, to show in a small way how much she
loved him. He had been so patient and understanding with her
since their marriage, and she had come to accept the fullness of
his sexual love. She was even looking forward to new pleasures,
for he had awakened something inside her she had never known
existed. He adored her naked body, so obviously that she had
almost ceased to be ashamed or embarrassed with him. She had come
to love the feel of her nakedness next to his and neither wore
anything to bed.
She was still repressed in some ways, she realized, for it
had been difficult for her to suck Tom's cock. But, like always,
he had been right, and she had come to enjoy it because of the
delight it gave him and the arousal it stirred within her. Tom
had stopped stroking her hair and was caressing the curves and
hollows of her body, bringing her to quick arousal. His hand
moved to her soft inner thighs, and she shivered with pleasure.
His middle finger moved farther, entering her pussy lips where it
found her clitoris, and she moaned softly with desire. The hairs
on her husband's chest tickled her hardening nipples as he bent to
kiss her again, and she spread her legs wide to allow his fingers
to play delightful games with her clitoris. Now, she ran her
fingernails along his muscular back and shoved her tongue deep
into his mouth, feeling wanton and wild and, at the same time,
loved and desired.
Tom deftly manipulated the tiny bud of her clitoris until he
brought moans of pleasure from her lips. He was pleased at the
way her attitudes towards sex were changing, and he looked forward
with eagerness to the day when she would shed her last inhibition.
She was fast becoming the most perfect wife in the world! Tom's
rigid cock was demanding attention, but he wanted to try something
new with her and felt he should work up to it gradually. He let
his finger brush up against her puckered, sensitive anus, and she
shuddered, wondering how it would feel if Tom suddenly shoved his
finger up her anus, or even his cock! The thought stunned her,
yet she was fascinated by the idea.
She groaned with delight as his fingers probed deep into her
pussy, going deeper into the moist, hot flesh of her inner cunt.
She had come to accept the hunger to have her cuntal passage
filled with his hard cock, and as she spread her legs out wide,
almost begging him to put his throbbing penis into her and ram it
inside over and over until she could cum. But Tom took his time,
seeming to enjoy making her squirm with passion, knowing that it
would be that much better when he finally fucked her later on.
Now, he moistened his middle finger with her cunt fluid, then ran
it slowly down into the crevice between her buttocks. Finding her
tight anus, he ran his extended finger over it, moistening the
rubbery ring of puckered flesh with her own succulent juices.
At first, Jean was disappointed that Tom hadn't replaced his
finger in her cunt with his hard cock, but now she felt an
electric shock between her loins as his finger began to slowly
penetrate her anus. She was quivering with anticipation, and she
wondered if she would be able to stand this new sensation. Her
pussy contracted involuntarily as his finger pushed inside her
anus, slowly but insistently, aided by the moisture from her own
pussy. A gasp burst from her lips as she felt his finger
relentlessly going deeper and deeper. Finally she blurted out,
"Tom ... what are you ... what are you doing?"
"Don't worry, sweetheart ... I'd never do anything that I
didn't know you'd enjoy ... you know that." He could feel her
anal muscles tightening as if to prohibit the intrusion of his
probing finger, and he plunged it more insistently. He liked the
hazy look that had come into her eyes and was excited by the sight
of her tongue darting out to lick her soft dry lips. He realized
that when he finally did force his cock into her anus, she would
learn to enjoy it as much as he enjoyed doing it. At last he felt
she was ready ... this was the moment! "Jean, I want you to roll
over on your stomach," he urged. She started to protest, but Tom
rolled her over and she lay there in fear. She knew what he was
going to do ...
"It might hurt a little at first, honey, but then it will
become a wonderful new sensation ... I promise you'll love it ...
trust me?" he said gently.
Jean could only nod her head, cringing with fear and
revulsion. Pain ... how obscene, she thought, yet she was willing
to do whatever her husband said. Tom moved behind her on his
knees and raised her luscious buttocks so that she was close to
his long, hard shaft. She was helplessly exposed and a faint
tinge of shame crossed her mind. But she was determined to trust
her husband as he had asked, and she let him position her body as
he chose. She even moved her buttocks sensuously as he inserted
his finger into her anus again, moving it about to lubricate the
passage. She turned her head and stared down at his massive rod
of hardness, wondering how it would ever fit into her small little
rectal mouth, and she felt a strange thrill imagining what it
would be like.
Tom held his throbbing member in his hand in order to keep it
from bending as he tried to worm it up into her asshole, and as he
stared down lustfully at the puckered, brownish-pink opening, the
pressure of his balls began to build painfully. He pulled his
finger from her anus and moved in closer, rubbing the spongy head
of his cock into the slit of her wet pussy. Jean jumped
involuntarily as she felt it, and for a moment, she thought he was
going to fuck her from the rear. But Tom let his cock-head slide
upward, guiding it with his hand, until it touched the helplessly
exposed rectal lips of his wife. He was already gasping, and his
eyes were glazed with lust. He spread her ass-cheeks with one
hand and pushed the tip of his throbbing cock up against the
tight, rubbery opening.
Jean gasped fearfully, but braced herself for the full
penetration of his massive cock, tingling all over from the new
sensations she was experiencing.
"Trust me, Jean, and relax," the lust-driven husband grunted,
barely able to contain himself as he saw the head of his cock
spread the tiny opening and partially disappear. He didn't want
to hurt or frighten her, so he removed it and started over again.
Each time he shoved the knob-like head of his cock into her anus,
he used a little more pressure and at last he was rewarded by
seeing the whole swollen head of it disappear up into her nether
passage. His cock was hard enough now and he used both hands to
spread her firm white buttocks wide apart.
Jean fought back the sudden fright as she felt the huge head
of his cock enter her, but she was surprised to discover that it
didn't hurt. It was uncomfortable, but there was no real pain.
As he began to penetrate deeper and deeper with each thrust, she
became more receptive. It was an entirely new and exciting
sensation, making her feel as though she were completely filled by
her husband's cock. Then, Tom became so excited and aroused that
he lost all control and forcefully fucked his cock deep up into
his wife's tightly resisting asshole. "Aaaaahhhhhh ... " Jean
cried out in shock and pain. "Please! It's too big ... it will
never fit!"
Even as the words spilled from her mouth the beautiful wife
knew that she wanted him to continue. In a strange, never before
experienced masochistic way, she was enjoying his invasion. The
pleasure pain was incredible and she couldn't tell which was the
most exciting!
Now, the dark-haired woman clenched her teeth, but the moans
came from deep inside her throat, and as Tom drove his cock up to
the hilt into her, she squirmed forward, trying to escape the
hard, burning rod of pulsing flesh.
Tom was staring with lust-glazed eyes at her anus, watching
in fascination as his cock slowly disappeared entirely up into the
dark, virgin channel. The rubbery ring of the opening was like an
elastic band, and the tight inner walls of the anal passage
provided almost total friction for his sensitive cock as it slid
in. The muscles seemed to close around his throbbing cock,
clutching it eagerly, and he felt that this was going to be one of
the most gigantic orgasms he had ever experienced. Yet, he didn't
want to hurt his wife and he was able to exercise some control.
"It's so huge, darling ... so big ... " Jean mumbled, yet she
wriggled her hips sensuously to accommodate his pulsating cock,
and he sensed she was gaining satisfaction from the act. Jean
wondered insanely if it were possible to be split in two. She
felt she couldn't take anymore without being torn apart inside,
and yet, she didn't want him to stop!
She moved backward slightly, in hopes that he could enjoy it
even more, and she could hear and feel his balls slapping against
the slit of her buttocks each time he thrust his cock into her.
For one fleeting instant, she wondered if she would faint when he
speeded up his strokes. How could she allow this ... this animal
act! It seemed so depraved ... yet; Tom's words floated about her
brain ... "Nothing is wrong between two people that love each
other." Was he right? Tom had been surprised at the ease with
which her tight little asshole had absorbed his huge cock, and he
stared down in awe at her resilient opening, expanding and
contracting as he shoved his impaling cock in and out of her.
She seemed to be getting with it, he realized as she set up a
counter-motion with his plunging cock, pushing back hard to take
still more of it into her anus. He knew that she would enjoy it
and he was glad that he had chosen this time to try it. Jean's
hand snaked between her legs and grasped his balls. She massaged
them gently, squeezing slightly as they bounced about in rhythm
with his deeply plunging cock. It was crazy, she thought, but she
felt the same way about being fucked in the ass as she had by the
regular way. She wanted more of him inside her, even his balls!
She could tell by the lustful moans that were coming from his
throat that he was enjoying it this way, and she wanted it to be
perfect for him when he shot his cum far up into her waiting
rectal depths.
The lust-driven man was almost ready to cum and he had to
slow his rampaging movements to hold back. He wanted to prolong
this delicious sensation as long as possible while his wife got
used to it, all in one session.
She was beginning to enjoy the feeling of being filled to
overflowing, and she played with his testicles joyfully, reveling
in the fact that she was able to accept her husband's sexual ways
and fully gratify his every desire.
Suddenly and without warning, the words came flooding from
her mouth ... words she never thought she was capable of saying.
"Oh, fuck me darling ... fuck my asshole ... fuck me deep and hard
... yes, there, Tom, there ... fuck me ... fuck me, Tom!" She
felt waves of wild excitement sweeping over her as the words
aroused her to her fullest sexual capacity. "I want to feel your
cum shooting up into my ass!" she cried. "Do it, darling ... do
it!" she begged. She couldn't understand why the lewd words
aroused her so, nor did she know how much they aroused her
husband. Tom knew at that instant that he had found what he had
always dreamed of, the perfect wife! Jean was the essence of
beauty and discretion in public, but in bed she became a tigress.
She was raging wild, and could never be satisfied! She would make
his life complete ... he would be giving his daughter a mother and
would become a father to her son ... it was the total fulfillment
of a dream!
He began to concentrate on his orgasm, knowing that she had
almost reached her peak of excitement. He saw her hand steal
between her legs and her fingers begin to work at the folds of her
hot, wet cunt-flesh. She began to breathe differently, drawing in
huge gulps of air with a groaning sound that told him she would be
able to cum using her fingers as he shot out his hotly burgeoning
cum deep up inside her asshole. It thrilled him to know that he
had led her to this point of being able to sexually fulfill both
their needs in whatever form of sexual intercourse he chose. He
began to fuck harder up into her wide-split little anal passage.
His pelvis thudded against her moon-shaped buttocks, so deep was
he fucking her rectum, and she worked away at her clitoris with
her fingers.
Jean could feel his huge cock fucking in and out of her
through the thin walls of her cunt and she was deliriously happy
at the sensation of being totally used ... totally filled.
"Oh Tom ... fuck it that way! Fuck it harder! Just cum,
darling, I don't care if it hurts ... I want you to! Please!" she
cried in a delicious torment. She was afraid that he would stop
suddenly thinking she was in pain, but she needn't have worried.
Her sensitive husband had noted the slight tones of pain in her
moaning and her words, and it added a sadistic thrill to his
fucking. He watched his salacious fucking in and out of the tiny
brownish hole, sliding in and out easily now. His sperm-swollen
balls seemed about to burst, and the sweat stood out on his face
from his efforts. He knew it was only a matter of seconds before
he shot his white-hot sperm deep up into her virginal little
rectum, and he hoped that she was almost to the point of orgasm
too. Jean's body was bouncing and screwing back with each
thrust of his cock, and she seemed totally rapt in the thrills she
was receiving. "Oh Tom! Oh Baby!" she moaned, pushing back hard
against his cock. "Keep on fucking it, darling ... fuck it
harder! I've got to cum ... fuck my ass ... " At her words, Tom
abandoned all thought of control. He began to ram his cock in and
out with piston-like strokes, knowing he was close to cumming, and
that his wife was on the brink. As one hand ripped at her
clitoris, Jean grabbed the pillow with the other, and she shoved
the corner of it into her mouth as if to stifle a scream. Tom
couldn't understand what she was saying, but it didn't matter.
They were both in an animalistic stage where words meant nothing
... only the wild, raging thrills that coursed through their
bodies. Tom felt like a king ... she was every woman ... all he
could possible want. She had made him love himself for being her
teacher ... for teaching her to respond! Jean's hand pawed madly
at her soaking cunt, and she took the pillow from her mouth and
begged ... "Don't stop Tom ... give me more ... give me
everything!"
His wife's cries brought the lust-maddened husband to a new
peak of frenzy, and he rammed his cock as hard and fast as he
could up into her anal channel. He didn't want it to go soft on
him, he could go on like this forever with his wild, insatiable
wife. He knew from the way her legs were jerking and her buttocks
were quivering that Jean was already experiencing her orgasm, but
as he rammed his penis harder into her, she seemed to launch into
a second and more shattering orgasm. Her body shook violently as
her face contorted with exquisite pleasure of sexual fulfillment
... more than she had ever dreamed possible.
When at last the burning passion smoldered into embers, Jean
collapsed forward onto her stomach while her husband fell with his
full weight on top of her, still breathing heavily. Although she
felt near perfect happiness from the joy her husband had given
her, she couldn't help feeling somehow debased and shamed by the
anal fucking she had received. Yet, how could she have enjoyed it
so? And how could she love a man who wanted to perform such
immoral acts? Jean thought she may grow to accept it, but she
would never really understand it ...
* * *
Tom and Jean had a drink at the airport to calm their nerves
while they waited for the children's flight to arrive. The plane
had been late and both parents grew anxious, but once the flight
arrived, Paul and Linda were the first ones off the ramp. They
were all delirious with joy, and amid tearful hugs and kisses, it
had taken another hour to collect themselves enough to start the
trip back into the mountains.
Both parents were surprised at how much Paul and Linda had
grown and were pleased with how well shaped and pretty Linda was,
but the real surprise was Paul. He was no longer a little boy and
although Jean was very proud of his manliness and maturity at
thirteen, she was a little hurt that she had missed the precious
years with him between childhood and adolescence. She was most
pleased about the way Paul seemed to fully accept Tom as his
father. Although she never admitted it to Tom, or even to herself
for that matter, Jean had been afraid that Paul might feel
resentful about her marriage so soon after his father's death;
that he might suffer from some misguided sense of loyalty.
Sitting in the front seat with Tom, Jean bombarded the kids with
questions about school, family, friends ... she was so happy to
see them both that she couldn't stop talking. The drive through
the mountains was beautiful and both teenagers were wide-eyed,
drinking in the scenery surrounding their new home. It was quite
an astounding difference from the flat planes of Texas where they
had lived for the last three years and even Linda couldn't resist
the fascination of the majestic beauty of the place.
The time flew and as Tom pulled into the road leading up to
the house, he proudly pointed out the dimensions of their property
for Paul's benefit and for Linda, he pointed out the road leading
to the nearby village. Entering the house, both teenagers looked
about in awe, obviously impressed and excited, and Jean could tell
that they were both going to like the place as much as she did.
Tom showed the kids about and Jean started dinner, thinking she
was the luckiest woman on earth.
She hummed merrily as she prepared dinner, lavishing her full
attention on creating a special meal they would never forget.
She felt tears of joy brimming in her eyes as she heard the
sounds of laughter coming from the den. She was so pleased that
Tom and Paul genuinely liked each other and she knew as time
passed liking would ripen into love. Paul was so grown-up! He
seemed to be a gentle boy, considerate and polite, yet his
muscular body seemed to glow with vibrant life and the joy of
living. He wasn't at all like a stranger ... he was her son, and
it was as though the last three years had been little more than a
week.
As for Miss Linda, Jean thought fondly, she was hardly a
child any more! Jean had noticed her well-formed breasts, her
curvy hips and trim legs and ankles. She also noticed the
flirtatious smile and the sexy manner Linda had that must drive
the boys wild. It was wonderful to see how close Linda and Paul
had grown. They were actually brother and sister in spirit long
before she and Tom had made it official! One of her biggest
regrets in her marriage with Dan was the fact that they had only
one child. She thought it was cruel to raise an only child;
having been the product of a large family, Jean knew the
importance of having a brother or sister to share the joys and
sorrows of growing up. Paul and Linda seemed exceptionally close,
and showed in a dozen ways that they sincerely loved and respected
each other. Jean's special dinner turned out to be a spectacular
success and she was pleased to learn that Tom had thoughtfully
bought the perfect wine to accompany it. After dinner they all
settled down in the den and Tom built a marvelous roaring fire.
The children were delighted by the fact that even in the summer
the nights were cool in the mountains and it was agreed that there
was no better place in the world to spend their first summer
together as a real family. They talked and talked until finally
Tom said with a smile, "You guys must be pretty tired! We should
probably let them go to bed, hon," Paul was quick to accept the
suggestion, not having been used to the wine with dinner, plus the
trip and the excitement of seeing his mother, the thirteen year
old boy felt happily exhausted. Linda followed him shortly
thereafter and Tom and Jean sat downstairs finishing their drinks,
smiling at each other. Tom had known Jean almost her whole life,
since she was eighteen years old, but he had never seen her
looking more beautiful than at that moment, nestled security in
his arms. She was the vision of serenity and completeness, the
total woman, and Tom felt deeply fulfilled and whole himself
knowing that he had been able to give the woman he had always
loved the happiness she deserved. "Come on, darling," he
whispered softly in her ear. "Let's go to bed ... "
* * *
Paul was feeling euphorically happy himself as he retired
into his room. The excitement of the day had tired him, but the
wine had mellowed his spirits and the young boy felt as though he
was on a cloud. He felt elated at seeing his mother. She was far
more beautiful than he remembered, so warm and loving! Paul had
always been much closer to his mother than his father, and
although he was deeply stunned by the news of his father's death,
he couldn't honestly conjure up any emotional loss. It was as if
a distant relative had passed away ... he was sorry, but it was
not like a personal loss. Paul had a great respect and liking for
Tom, and the boy could intuitively sense the older man's elation
at having a son. Paul was aware of the way his mother and Tom
looked at each other, telling the whole world they were in love.
His mother seemed so lovely and gentle that Paul wanted her to
hold him and never let go. He hadn't realized how much he'd
missed her or how hungry he was for just the feel of her caress.
He stripped off his clothes and threw himself gratefully onto
the big double bed, propping his head on the pillows to look about
his new room and observe it more carefully. He could hear the
tall green trees rustling in the breeze outside his window and he
couldn't wait to go off hiking and exploring in the timberland
surrounding their home. And there was the lake they'd passed on
the way up the mountain! He imagined himself sailing the
beautiful clear blue water, smoothly manipulating the boat and
impressing his mother with his skill. He could see her standing
on the boat in a tiny bikini that revealed the perfection of her
body, he could see the love and pride she held for him in her
beautiful face, and then suddenly, he began to envision her naked.
She had a body very much like Linda's, he reflected, allowing
himself to fantasize the two of them naked, standing side by side
at first and then blending into one beautiful faceless body.
Almost without realizing it, his hand had moved down to his
slowly hardening penis and he was stroking it gently. The vivid
images of his mother and Linda had excited the boy, and he
continued to stroke his cock until it was hard and erect. He
thought about his mother's delicious fragrance as she had kissed
him goodnight and he found himself wishing that he had someone
just like her to put his throbbing penis into! He remembered how
soft and yielding her body had been against his as she kissed him
... how soft and sweet her lips had felt on his own. His hand
moved faster and faster along his stiff, large column, and he
closed his eyes, imagining that he was fucking the faceless image
of Linda and his mother combined into one lovely body.
He heard the door open suddenly and quickly drew up the
covers to hide his erection. His eyes snapped open and he saw
Linda standing in the doorway, a knowing smile on her face.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" he raged, flushing
deeply at her intrusion. She walked boldly into the room and over
to the edge of the bed, where she stood leering down at him.
She put her hands on her hips coquettishly and smirked, "The
question is, what are you doing in here?"
He started to protest his innocence, but she reached over and
quickly jerked the blanket off his body, staring wickedly at his
hard, erect cock. Her eyes brightened and she gave him an evil
smile.
"Goddamn you!" Paul stormed. "What right do you have to ...
"
"Oh, shut up." the older girl calmly interrupted, smiling
with admiration at his large cock. She was in command now and she
knew it, enjoying the superior position she had stumbled upon.
Linda decided she would have some fun, and maybe, she just might
make something more of the situation.
"Don't be embarrassed, Paul. I play with myself all the
time, everyone does! Besides, you should never be embarrassed by
that big old thing between your legs, not ever!" Linda spoke with
true admiration and before the younger boy realized her intention,
she had reached down to encircle his cock with her fingers. He
jumped from the coolness of her hand and tried to push away her
fingers. "Linda! God!" The brazen blonde didn't relinquish her
firm grip on his throbbing cock, and she began to slowly move the
loose skin up and down, causing spasms to contract his stomach
muscles.
"My goodness ... " Linda said ruefully, "You have the nicest
cock I've ever seen! I mean it Paul. I had no idea! And to
think I've been missing out on a thing like that all this time!"
Suddenly she let go of his pulsating rod of hardness and
walked across the room to lock the door. Then she walked through
the bathroom that separated his bedroom from her own and locked
the other door.
The scheming blonde teenage girl stopped in her own room long
enough to shed her clothes and when she returned to her cousin's
room the young boy's eyes widened as she stood beside him,
completely naked. He could see, from his vantage point, the damp
lips of her cunt, and beyond them, the wet, glistening folds of
flesh that he knew shielded her clitoris.
His pulsing cock jumped wildly as he surveyed his new
sister's cunt. It looked tight and unused, but Paul knew for a
fact that she had already fucked several guys. She was sure to
know how!
Linda's eyes were glued on his hard cock and he heard her
softly whisper, "I want to kiss it, Paul ... I want to lick it and
kiss it ... "
Before her lewd words had fully registered on his befuddled
brain, she had climbed onto the bed to face him; her legs spread
wide to reveal her open cunt with all its exciting promise!
She took hold of his handsome young cock, her eyes glazing
with lust, and Paul lamely tried to protest. "Linda ... come on
... we could get in a lot of trouble!"
"No we won't ... nobody has to know," she said in a hypnotic
voice. "Now that I've seen it, I just have to taste it ... that's
all, relax." She moved, quickly changing her position so that her
head was near his cock and his mouth was near her inviting pussy.
He stared at the slit of her cunt and at the enticing mounds of
her buttocks and suddenly the sight of her, the feel of her hand
on his cock was driving him insane. He wanted to bury his face in
her cunt, he wanted to devour her, fuck her ... his own cousin!
"You're going to love this, Paul ... " she said as she bent her
head to flick out her tongue and lick the swollen head of his
cock. The sensation drove him wild with desire. He had never
imagined anything like this! The only time a girl had touched his
cock was when Maureen Simmons grabbed it in the swimming pool!
What Linda was doing to him was pure delight and he didn't give a
damn if they did get caught! This was worth dying for! She
spread her legs so that he could look right into her cunt and his
hand went automatically to the blonde, fuzz-lined lips of her
pussy groping awkwardly for the inner recesses where he sensed he
would find the key to her passion. He ran his extended middle
finger lightly along the narrow slit, feeling for the narrow bud
of flesh that he knew was the magic spot. As he did, he heard her
breathe, "Find it my precious baby, Paul ... find it!" and she
spread her legs still wider.
Her lips were closing over the head of his cock now, and he
was startled by the beautiful warmth of her mouth. "Rub it, honey
... rub my clitoris with your fingers," she mumbled, running her
tongue up and down the length of his cock. She paused at the head
to plunge her mouth over it for an instant and then she resumed
her tantalizing licking. "Oh man!" Paul moaned. "It's so
wonderful, Linda ... so nice!" His finger found the spot he was
seeking and he began to massage her clitoris between thumb and
finger. He knew he had found the right spot ... it was hard and
quivering and it seemed to be trying to elude his touch.
"Ohhh ... yessss!" Linda groaned. "Oh, that's it baby ...
that's right." She felt giddy as her lips closed over the head of
his cock and she bit down gingerly causing the young boy's whole
body to stiffen. Paul felt waves of pleasure rush through him at
the sight alone of her white teeth on his swollen cock-head. He
had never felt anything as wonderful as this in his life! His
whole body felt like it was on fire! He loved what his cousin was
doing to his cock, and he couldn't remember ever seeing it so big
and hard before! He could feel her moving her hand down lower to
the base of his penis, then lower, until she had grasped his balls
in her hand! Suddenly, she sucked the entire pulsing length into
her mouth, sending an electric-like shock through his loins that
almost knocked him off the bed. He thought he would cum right
then, but he sank back slightly, his eyes riveting on the open
cunt that was so close to his mouth, and he licked his lips in a
nervous, hungry gesture.
"It's wonderful ... you're so wonderful." he gasped. Linda
was concentrating on her own pleasure, sucking his cock deep into
her mouth, tormenting him with her tongue and her teeth with every
in and out stroke. She wanted to taste Paul's cum ... to feel it
shooting into her mouth and down her throat! The more she lewdly
sucked her cousin's burgeoning cock, the hotter her pussy became,
until she thought she would cry out with desire.
Her head bobbed up and down in a flurry of gold while Paul
watched, entranced at the sight of his cock disappearing into her
mouth ... almost totally! Linda could already taste the masculine
seminal fluid that had seeped from his cock, and it drove her to
increased passion.
She let go of his cock long enough to gasp, "Shove your
fingers in my cunt, Paul ... deeper and harder!" Immediately, she
sucked his cock back into her mouth, gasping at the suddenness
with which Paul had obeyed her command, ramming four fingers all
at once, deep up inside her throbbing cunt! Now, he was teasing
at her clitoris while at the same time trying to spread his
fingers wide enough to touch the inner-walls of her pussy. He was
learning fast, she thought proudly, and it was only right that she
should be the girl to teach him ... after all, they were more than
cousins now ... they were brother and sister!
Paul was fucking wildly into her vagina with his fingers,
wishing he could touch every bit of her pussy and make her jerk
and scream with pleasure. She was so beautiful, so sexy! This
was what he had always dreamed of but had never believed possible!
He remembered the times his cock had grown at the mere sight of
her, and here he was, fucking his fingers in and out of her wetly
steaming pussy, teasing his nails across her clitoris, and she was
sucking his cock! A great hot feeling of pleasure almost
smothered him. He wasn't just a kid! He was a man! A lover!
Paul could feel his cum boiling up inside him and he wanted to do
something for her before he spewed his hotly building cock-juice
into her mouth. He had to do something to give her the pleasure
up between her legs she was giving him in his balls! The
furiously sucking blonde sensed that he was about to explode his
cum into her mouth and she ground her wide-open cunt salaciously
before his face. She wanted to cum when he did, when his hotly
rising young passion-fluids bubbled into her mouth and down her
throat and into her belly. Her cunt was on fire and she sucked
his cock as hard as she could, feeling him arching his back wildly
to shove even more of it into her throat. "I'm cumming, I'm
cumming, Linda!" Paul moaned. His cock was out of control now and
his emotional reactions took over. She could do anything she
wanted to him ... have anything she wanted ... just as long as she
finished making him cum ... now! He felt the hot waves of semen
rush the length of his cock, and he flicked wildly at her
painfully hardened little clitoris as he saw her sucking his cock
madly, taking every drop of his cum into her beautifully ovalled
mouth! She sucked furiously, the pungent fluid driving her insane
with passion. Her cunt was contracting wildly under his
fingerfucking and she feverishly gulped down the huge load of cum
that he was ejaculating relentlessly now into her mouth. She
swallowed it all and reveled in the lust-gratifying knowledge that
she had sucked and swallowed every drop of his excitedly jerking
young cock and balls.
Her buttocks began to jerk and gyrate wildly as Paul's
fingers finally brought her to climax at almost the same time he
was spurting his cum into her hungrily sucking mouth.
She was overcome by great waves of pleasure while she
continued to tenderly suck his now rapidly deflating cock. Paul
was still jerking up and down, his eyes glazed with never before
experienced pleasure. Even though he had passed his climax, he
seemed unable to stop shoving his cock deep into her hungry mouth.
He never wanted the glorious feeling that was engulfing his whole
being to end. Linda was still nibbling with her semen-glistening
lips at his slowly deflating cock, and he paused to watch her. He
thought she was beautiful, more beautiful than ever because of the
pleasure she had given him ... the greatest pleasure of his life!
He spread her cunt lips and stared up into the soft, wet,
shiny folds of flesh inside her pussy that were still visibly
throbbing from the intensity of her orgasm. It was beautiful!
She was beautiful all over, and Paul thought the sight of her cunt
walls pulsating so hotly together up inside was the most lovely
and erotic thing he'd ever seen.
Linda moved away from him at last causing his fingers to make
a soft little sucking noise as they slid from her cunt. She
grinned down at him and sighed. "You were great, Paul, just
great! But there are some things you need to learn, like licking
my cunt!"
"But I wanted to, Linda! I wanted to more than anything, but
... I ... I didn't know if I should!"
"That's okay, babe," she said in a soft voice. "We have
plenty of time for that. And I mean it, for a beginner, you were
fantastic."
"Really" the thirteen-year-old boy asked almost reverently,
"because for me, that was the best thing in my life!" "I knew
you'd feel the same way about fucking as I do, once you got
started. You and I are going to have a great time around here,
Paul. Together, we're bound to find some other kids to play our
kinds of games."
"Yeah," Paul mused, stretching languidly out on his bed, a
smile a mile wide on his face. "I sure hope so! They really are
fun!"
Chapter 4
Paul woke up with the sunrise the following morning feeling
better than he could ever remember. He opened the window to drink
in the fresh mountain air and couldn't wait to get outside to
explore the area. It occurred to him that the best way to do it
would be on horseback, remembering the dude ranch Tom had told
them about. He quickly donned his Levi's and boots, wondering if
it might be a good idea to invite Linda along. It would be a good
chance to find out what sort of people live around close and what
sort of action he and Linda could expect. With her looks and
outgoing personality, they were sure to get right into whatever's
available.
He let his thoughts linger on her for a long while, drifting
back to last night. She really was wonderful, the way she stayed
in his room for a long time afterwards talking to him, convincing
him that there was nothing wrong or unnatural about what they did
because the loved each other. Paul was easily convinced, because
he had wanted her for as long as he could remember, and he really
did love her in a way that he felt he would never love any other
girl.
He went into the bathroom to knock softly on her door,
expecting her to be still sleeping. He was surprised when she
answered his knock by opening the door, already dressed in her
jeans and tee shirt, looking radiant with her long blonde hair
hanging loosely about her shoulders. The jeans fit her like skin
and Paul almost gasped as he eyed her young, firmly budding tits
jutting out proudly, with the little nipples fully visible through
the thin fabric of the tight shirt. He couldn't keep his eyes
from drifting down to the crotch of her jeans; the material seemed
to fit right up into the slit of her pussy. His young mind was
flooded with memories from the night before. "Hi" she greeted him
warmly, pleased by the obvious effect she was having on her young
cousin. "I thought you might like to go horseback riding with me
... it would be a good way to look the place over ... " he
offered, feeling almost shy around her for the first time. After
last night and the way she had sucked his cock, Paul was beginning
to see her from a different perspective, a new, exciting
perspective.
"Great idea, little brother!" she said brightly. "Wait for
me while I put on my boots. Oh Paul, isn't it great that we
really are brother and sister, now!" she said, smiling up at him
from the floor and raising a shapely leg in the air for him to tug
on her boots.
"Yeah," Paul agreed, "I guess it is." He wasn't sure how
great it was being in love with his own sister; it was bad enough
when she was just his cousin, but he supposed it didn't matter, as
long as they were together.
They walked downstairs to the kitchen where Jean was frying
bacon. She gave them a big smile and paused to kiss them both.
"Have a good night?" she asked.
They chorused their answers in the affirmative, exchanging
sly glances with each other. As Jean bustled about, Paul blushed
each time she looked at him, wondering if she could tell that
Linda had sucked him off last night. It had to show ... a thing
like that would just have to make a guy look different. His face
grew redder at his own thoughts and he found himself wondering
what his mother's pretty red lips would feel and look like wrapped
around his stiff cock. He shook his head and dropped his gaze in
an effort to dispel the evil thoughts from his mind.
"Well, Uncle Tom ... I mean ... Dad, showed us that dude
ranch down the road yesterday and we thought maybe we could rent a
couple of horses and sort of ride around," Paul said, wondering
how much freedom his mother would allow.
"That sounds like fun," she replied. "After three years in
Texas I'm sure you're both pretty good riders." She let her eyes
take in her son's lithe young body. He is so manly, she thought
with pride. "When do you think you'll be back?"
"Probably not 'till this afternoon," Linda explained. "We
want to ride into the village and try to meet some kids." The
forward thinking young girl wanted to be able to take advantage of
any opportunity that might arise ... maybe have some fun with a
young man. Or, if not, she thought salaciously, she and Paul just
might get all naked and find something exciting to do!
"Okay, but be sure to be in before dark, will you?" Jean had
promised herself not to treat them like small children, although
she wasn't quite how one treated teenagers. They weren't
children, but then they weren't really adults either. She wanted
to be so much more than just a mother to them; she hoped they both
would consider her a friend and confidant.
After breakfast Linda helped her new mother with the dishes
while Paul took off for the nearby stables to secure the finest
two horses he could find. Within a short while he was back,
riding a handsome black gelding with a chestnut mare in tow for
Linda.
"Well, here they are," he said proudly as the two women came
down the path to meet him. He felt very mature and responsible
having arranged the whole outing for the two of them, and he hoped
Linda would be pleased with the horse he'd picked out for her.
"Wow!" the young blonde exclaimed. "Paul, they're
beautiful!" Linda really didn't care what the horses looked like,
so long as they got around, but she knew Paul took it all very
seriously and wanted to make him feel good.
The young boy gracefully dismounted to gallantly assist Linda
into the saddle, and then, kissing his mother goodbye, remounted
his own horse. Jean watched proudly as her two young equestrians
took off down the dirt road until they were out of sight and then,
sighing happily, walked back up the path toward the house.
Paul and Linda took the main road a short distance to get
used to their horses and then, with Paul in the lead, cut off into
a forest path to follow wherever it led. The young boy was in
heaven, he had never seen more beautiful country and the clean,
crisp air made him almost giddy. Linda was also enjoying the ride
and the scenery, as long as they proceeded in the direction of the
village, and she watched with admiration as he skillfully led the
way down the narrow, winding path through the beautiful wooded
area.
"It's really beautiful around here, isn't it!" Linda called
out to him from behind, beginning to enjoy the steady erotic
stimulation of the back and forth motion of the saddle between her
legs. She began to push her hotly throbbing little pussy forward
to meet the leather pommel while squeezing her thighs against the
horse's sides, enjoying the tremors that started to shoot from her
excited clitoris through her belly.
"Just let me know when you get tired of this and we'll get
back to the main road for town," Paul called back, surprised that
the gregarious older girl wasn't already complaining about the
long ride. Even though Paul was totally content to explore the
forest, he hadn't forgotten the original plan to find some new and
exciting sex partners in the mountain community, and it was for
certain they wouldn't be here in the forest.
"Don't worry," Linda called back, furtively pressing her
tingling clitoris hard against the hypnotically undulating pummel,
"I'll let you know when I get tired of the ride ... "
The forest path was winding into the open road again and
Linda was disappointed as she felt her horse quicken its gait.
She had become lulled, lost in her arousal and striving toward
orgasm when the steady rhythm was disrupted and she was forced to
take the reins. "Damn you," she swore at the animal, laughing in
spite of herself. Reluctantly, she gave up on cumming, for now,
and rode up beside Paul as soon as they were on the dirt road that
was wide enough to accommodate the two horses side by side.
The two teenagers were talking and laughing together when
they heard the galloping sound of a third horse coming up the road
from behind. They reined to the side and turned to see a tall,
blonde youth rapidly approaching on a magnificent Arabian quarter
horse.
He came up beside them, halting the massive animal and gave
them a wide, friendly grin. "Man, it took some running to catch
up with you guys!", he said, catching his breath. "I saw you go
into the woods from up on the hill over there and took off, hoping
I'd catch up with you. Finding anyone under a hundred years old
around here is a big deal, let me tell you!"
Paul could see his eyes wandering over Linda's curves as he
spoke, and felt a strange pang of jealousy. He gave a half-
hearted smile and extended a hand to the other boy who looked to
be about Linda's age, or maybe a little older. "Hi ... I'm Paul
Stevenson and this is my sister, Linda."
"Jerry Walters ... nice to meet you," the youth replied,
shaking Paul's hand and giving Linda a big grin. "Real nice," he
added as he let his eyes linger on Linda's sensuously juggling
young breasts.
"Headed anyplace in particular?" Jerry asked.
"Not really," Linda replied, noticing that Jerry was tall and
muscular with a deep tan that looked spectacular with his blonde
hair and blue eyes. "We were just going to ride into the village
to see if there were any young people around."
"Take it from one who knows," Jerry said with a rueful grin,
"It's deader there than it is out here. Why don't you guys come
back to the house with me for a beer or something." He glanced
meaningfully at Paul, "My sister and I have the place to ourselves
for a couple of days ... "
Linda broke into a broad grin and Paul felt a sudden lift at
the mention of a sister. "Sure," Paul answered for the two of
them, then, glancing toward Linda added, "Okay with you?"
"Yeah! Let's go!" she said enthusiastically, and the three
of them took off down the road in the direction from which they
had come. Jerry led the way off a side road and they came to a
sprawling ranch-style house much like their own with the added
attraction of a stable and corral, plus a large swimming pool.
They unsaddled their horses and Jerry led the way into the house,
calling his sister as he entered. A young girl of about fifteen
came bounding in from the patio wearing the tiniest bikini Paul
had ever seen. Jerry introduced Cindy and Paul stood goggle-eyed.
She had dark hair and her shape was every bit as perfect as
Linda's, but for some reason, Cindy reminded him of his mother!
Her body was trim and full, with rounded, pert breasts and
curvaceous hips, and beautifully rounded buttocks--most of which
showed under the bikini. Paul was already envisioning some wild,
orgiastic sessions!
Jerry led them into a large game room and went to the bar
that stood at one end, strutting as if he were the man of the
house. There were several easy chairs, a sofa, and a pool table,
as well as dart boards on the wall. Jerry motioned them to the
long sofa that was facing a huge stone fireplace.
"Beer? Pot? Maybe some whiskey?" he asked, grinning from
Paul to Linda.
Paul felt grown up and important as he answered for both of
them. "Beer will be fine."
Their young host came from behind the bar with four cans of
beer on a tray. When they had opened them and settled, they began
talking about horses, school, and the mountains.
"Would you like to see my horse?" Cindy asked Paul. He was
flattered and jumped at the chance to be alone with the girl.
"Sure, we could go for a ride if you want." he suggested.
The young girl glanced at her older brother and he nodded. As
they rose Paul saw that Linda was pleased at the chance to be
alone with the older boy.
"How about another beer?" Jerry asked Linda, but she shook
her head. He had moved close to her on the sofa to retort
quickly, "How about a kiss then?" Linda had already decided that
she wanted him and was pleased to see that he was making it easy.
His strong arm went around her as he set his beer down on the
coffee table. He used his weight to force her down on her back on
the sofa and looked at her curvaceous body, thinking that it was
made for nothing but sex. Her bold eyes had already told him that
she liked it, and the young man decided that it was going to be
one hell of a summer.
Jerry bent over her and let his open lips come to hers with
tantalizing slowness before he finally engulfed his tongue in her
mouth. His kiss quickly excited the already aroused young girl
and Jerry was delighted with her responsiveness.
"You have a beautiful body," Jerry said, running his hand
over her firm young breasts. "Mind if I get a better look?" He
was trying to sound worldly and casual, and Linda liked it
somehow. His hand slipped under her tee shirt to caress the warm
flesh of her breasts and in an instant he had deftly removed the
tight fitting garment over her head.
He gasped as his eyes drank in the full splendor of her half-
naked body and his mouth went quickly to one of the already
hardening little pink nipples. "Christ! What a pair of tits!" he
mumbled through his sucking. He began to massage the other with
his hand and then switched his kisses. Linda was breathing hard
and moaning softly as his tongue licked over her hard nipples.
She held his blonde head in her hands as he nipped and sucked at
her breasts. Linda wanted more, much more, and Jerry was
surprised when he heard her say boldly, "If you're going to fuck
me you had better get my jeans and panties off ... "
The boy sat straight up and looked her directly in the eye.
Then he reached down and rolled the skintight faded jeans and soft
silken panties down over her gently swelling hips. His cock
snapped to attention, becoming suddenly hard and stiff as he
looked at the sparse little patch of blonde pubic hair which just
managed to obscure the swollen lips of her cunt. He quickly
stripped off his own clothes while Linda lay back watching with
open mouthed interest as his large cock leaped out of his
confining pants, pointing upward from the brush of blonde pubic
hair. It was much bigger than any other she had seen and for a
second she was frightened.
"Wow! It's so huge!" she said in awe. Her stomach muscles
twitched with excitement, and she could feel the wetness flooding
her cunt. She really wanted this young man!
Jerry grinned and stretched out beside her, his penis resting
temptingly against her white, smooth thighs, and she felt her
passions come to a boil inside her loins.
It was just too exciting to put off any longer! "Fuck me
now, Jerry ... right now!" she pleaded, her hand brushing against
her pussy lips, spreading them wider. She wanted his long, hard
cock buried up inside her hungry cunt and she reached for it,
wrapping her small hand around his thick cock-head and feeling the
blood pound through the rubbery tip.
The handsome blonde youth knelt between her legs without
making her let go of his cock, and Linda drew her knees up and
draped them around his hips. He stared down at her pointed, firm
breasts, and gave her complete control of his cock as he kept his
hands on either side of her shoulders. Linda could feel the drops
of wetness forming on her pussy-lips and she was already slippery
and wet inside. She sensed that Jerry was going to be the best
fuck she'd ever had. He was handsome, young and willing, with the
equipment to send her to heaven.
Jerry knew that he would have to fight to control his
passions, because Linda was like the answer to a dream! He wanted
to hold back his cum until he had his fill of fucking her pretty
little cunt, and that was going to take a long time!
Her hand had steered the swollen head of his huge penis down
into the soft, fuzzy mound of her welcoming pussy. As if to tease
herself, she rubbed the rubbery cock-head along the slit of her
pussy-lips, letting it part the opening to her vagina a little as
she gasped with anticipation. She felt a huge wave of sensual
pleasure sweep over her as she touched it to the wetness of her
clitoris and felt that she couldn't wait much longer to have it
all up inside her. She moved her hips about to open her cunt as
wide as possible while, arching her pelvis slightly, she ran the
huge fleshpole along the moist pink flesh of her tight cuntal
opening.
Jerry was poised over her, delighted with her desire and
expertise in fucking, and he too felt the rising pressure in his
loins. He wanted desperately to drive his cock deep up into her
cunt, but he held back, letting Linda have her fun. In spite of
its wetness, Linda's pussy seemed to resist the penetration of the
massive cock, and she used the fingers of one hand to spread the
lips wider. The tip of the youth's cock suddenly slid up inside
the opening of her cunt causing Linda to jerk spasmodically at the
pain it brought.
Jerry could no longer stand the torment and tentatively
jammed his cock deeper into her cunt. "Oh God ... Jerry! You
have the biggest cock in the world!" Linda groaned, enjoying the
pleasure-pain that stabbed at her cunt as he stretched it beyond
what she thought it could stand. She knew it was only partially
inside and wondered if she actually would be able to take all of
his burgeoning penis into her hotly throbbing pussy. As much as
she wanted it, she felt a sudden feeling of panic.
The tall blonde boy gave her no choice. Not being able to
wait a second longer, he suddenly rammed his pulsing cock into her
pussy as far as it would go. He could feel the tip of it graze
against the bottom of her intestines up inside, impaling her all
the way to the hilt.
Her legs shot out wide, jerking wildly in the air with
startled shock. She cried out with the pain and pleasure that
filled her and her eyes became glassy with lust and fear at the
same time. It was much too huge! It would tear her belly into
shreds!
"Oh please," she begged, "take it easy! You're killing me!"
"You'll get used to it," he retorted. "You're going to love
it!"
He looked down between their bodies and saw that his lust
hardened cock was buried in her cunt all the way to the hilt,
their blonde pubic hair mingling together in one fuzzy mass. He
felt a surge of power as her body trembled beneath him. It felt
good to be filling a tight little cunt like hers and he knew that
despite her protests, she was really enjoying it, and would more
so in just a moment!
As at last the pain began to subside a bit, Linda relaxed the
muscles inside her pussy. It seemed as if she could feel every
contour of his huge youthful penis and as it probed the untouched
parts of her moistly heated cunt, she began to thrill to the touch
with every move he made to fuck it in deeper. Every nerve-end in
her pussy seemed to be sending lewd, salacious messages to her
brain, and as the sensuous pleasure increased, the pain quickly
vanished. His throbbing cock seemed to have become a part of her
being, and she depended on it to carry her to the very peak of
sexual fulfillment. She was a slave to it, begging it for mercy
and release. She felt his semen-bloated balls slapping up between
her nakedly spread buttocks, and each slap gave her an added
thrill.
Jerry had changed his pace now. He was deliberately fucking
her slowly, putting heavy pressure on his cock so that Linda would
appreciate and enjoy every bit of it as it crowded deep into her
cunt, completely filling it. He liked the solid contact his cock
made with her clitoris and the walls of her inner vagina. The
thrill for him was constant, whether he was fucking his cock in or
fucking it out.
Linda felt as if the walls of her cunt were expanded to the
limit, and that every inch of her vaginal passage was being
caressed by his huge cock as it plunged relentlessly up deep
inside her. The pleasure branched out from her clitoris to the
cunt-walls, and on upward into her belly and beyond. Even the
nipples of her breasts seemed to be electrified by his deeply
pistoning cock and her mind was filled by nothing but the waves of
joy she was experiencing under his magnificent fucking of her
openly spread young pussy-hole.
Her hips began to rotate in a slow rhythm that matched the
deliberate stroking of Jerry's cock. They seemed to be perfectly
attuned to each other. As Jerry groaned with pleasure, Linda
moaned an instant thereafter. She had begun to enjoy this fuck
more than any sensation she had known in her life, and she was not
one to let any thrill escape her.
Jerry watched the lips of her pussy stretching wider,
engulfing the last inch of his cock up into her wet, slippery
cunt. He moaned with the visual stimulant and increased his speed
slightly, leaning forward to find her cool lips and bury his
flicking tongue deep into her throat. At the same instant, Jerry
wondered how it would feel to have her take his cock into her
mouth and suck it ... nibble on it ... lave it with her tongue.
Linda was almost delirious with joy. This was incredible!
She'd never known anything could be this great. And the best part
of all ... they were neighbors! It could go on all summer!
Her attention was drawn back to her now eagerly pulsating
pussy as Jerry began to tease her ... letting only the spongy head
of his cock enter her vagina ... then suddenly withdrawing it and
plunging it into the hilt. He had to fight back the urge to just
let go and shoot his complete load of semen up into her hungry
cunt, but she was much too wonderful ... he didn't want to spoil
his chance of fucking her again by a premature ejaculation. He
began to change the rhythm and depth of his lunges into her and
Linda wriggled and jerked, trying to take all of his passion-
stiffened hardness up into her greedily working pussy.
Suddenly, her passion exploded so that she could no longer
control herself, "Oh Jesus! Fuck it! Fuck it, Jerry! Harder,
harder! I have to cum ... make it cum!"
She was like a wild woman; she knew no shame, no guilt. Her
cunt was for fucking and Jerry was doing the best job she'd ever
had! Without realizing it, they were both striving toward the
same end ... to cum together, after having shared full sexual
satisfaction.
The blonde haired teenage girl longed to have his hot juices
exploding inside her cunt, filling it with the special delight
that she always felt when she knew she had been able to fully
satisfy and excite a male. Jerry, with the same thought, was
actually proud to have been able to control his cum until he knew
his partner had gained every last thrill from his manipulations
except the ultimate final ecstasy. Jerry had never met anyone
quite like her. He was used to the coy type who tried to make him
feel like they were doing him an immense favor by letting him fuck
them when he knew the whole while he was probably the best they
would ever have.
But fourteen-year-old Linda was different. She was honest
and passionate, making no effort to hide the fact that she liked
to fuck, and he believed she was sincere when she protested that
his massive cock had hurt her at first. He knew he had a big one;
he'd been told so by women much older than little Linda. And now,
he had this fresh young cunt begging for his cum. The thought
drove him out of control and he began ramming his cock in without
any thought of Linda's feelings. He only wanted to ravish her,
and if he could make her cum so much the better ... they had all
summer to fuck!
As he relinquished control, his hot cum spurted through his
thickly jerking pole and began to splash hotly out against the
walls of Linda's vagina. As she felt the first surge strike deep
into her, her clitoris came to electric life, dancing and
thrusting to gain the fullest friction against his rampaging cock.
She could feel the viscous fluid seeping out, running down the
crevice of her buttocks and covering Jerry's balls. The entire
area of their naked loins was soaked with his cum mixed with her
freely flowing cunt juices.
Jerry was in a daze from the thrill the young girl was giving
him. Her feverishly burning pussy seemed to suck his cock in
deeper, and he envisioned his cum battering the walls of her cunt.
She was like no girl he had ever known! There was never anything
like her! It was as though she was made to be the perfect fuck
for a guy! The older ones, the married ones, none of them could
match her ... it had never been this wonderful!
Linda's mind was stuck on one track. All she could think of
was what a great fuck Jerry was! What a beautiful fucker!
Her cunt contracted mightily, pulling at his cock as if to
empty every drop of his cum into her. When he relaxed, she
continued to contract her inner cunt muscles, extracting the very
last drop of reluctant cum from his still throbbing cock.
Jerry fell on top of her in a state of near collapse, and
Linda gradually ceased her bucking, writhing motions. She had
been fucked so well that she knew it would take a lot of arousing
to get her ready again. She lay quietly, clinging to the youth's
body, basking in the aftermath of a perfect orgasm.
There were no words, just the heavy breathing of the two
young people. They had both drifted into themselves, floating
mindlessly for awhile on a cloud of satisfaction.
Jerry's now limp cock was buried deep in her pussy and he
slowly raised on his elbows and looked down into her lovely face.
He was amazed by the way she had been able to carry him away with
her body. He smiled at her, feeling lucky to have met such a
sexual gold mine. She made his whole summer! Slowly, he pushed
himself up, his cum-drenched cock hanging down limply as he got to
his feet. He moved to the bar and returned with two frosty cans
of beer. Handing one to Linda, he eyed her up and down and
smiled. "You really are something, Linda Stevenson!"
"Me?" Linda replied in mock surprise. "You're the one who
was the best fuck ever!"
Linda was in a sitting position, her knees drawn up so that
her wet, cum-flooded young pussy was clearly visible. Jerry's
eyes kept darting to it. He was fascinated by the long slit that
was surrounded by fuzzy blonde hair. The two teenagers quickly
finished their beer and Jerry moved over to the window. "Just in
time ... " he said mockingly. "Here come Paul and Cindy ... they
look like they're in a hurry!"
Linda stood up to join him at the window, then smiling
mischievously, suggested that they hide and see just what the two
younger kids were up to. Jerry grinned and motioned for her to
follow him. He went to a hallway and she crowded close behind him
so she could see what was taking place through the narrow crack in
the door.
Cindy entered the room and took Paul's hand to lead him up
the stairs, moving quickly. The bulge in Paul's jeans was clearly
visible and when the two had disappeared up the stairs Jerry
turned to Linda and grinned wickedly. "I think he's going to fuck
her. Let's watch!" he said and Linda nodded in excited agreement.
In their haste, Paul and Cindy had failed to close the door
to her bedroom entirely and as the older couple positioned
themselves to watch Linda had to summon all her strength to keep
from bursting out in giggles.
Cindy quickly removed her bikini while Paul struggled out of
his boots and clothes, staring all the while at the pert little
brunette's body. "Come on, Paul, hurry!" she urged. Her hands
reached out, and she almost tore Paul's jeans from his body. His
stiff cock popped out and Cindy's hand closed around it quickly.
Then she reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him, her pink
tongue darting into his open mouth. At the same time, she moved
backwards toward the bed and fell on it on her back, still
gripping his hardened young penis. He fell on top of her and she
managed to spread her legs and quickly locked them around him,
linking her ankles high up on his back in a vice like grip.
Paul seemed to be stunned by the feel of the body beneath his
and her full, firm young breasts shoved up against his chest.
He tried to look down between their bodies to see the dark
thatched pussy that was shoving against his burgeoning cock, and
her entire body seemed to send out lewd, little invitations of its
own. He didn't want to seem inexperienced, and he tried to seem
in control. His thoughts flashed to Linda for a moment and he
felt grateful to her that he at least knew what a girl's pussy
looked like now. Soon, he would actually feel one caressing his
pumping cock!
"Your sister is in for a great fuck!" Linda whispered
proudly, but Jerry was too involved with the scene going on before
him to respond.
Cindy eased her legs even wider and breathed, "Hurry, Paul,
hurry!"
The young boy's hand went to his hard cock and he guided the
bulbous head of it into the inviting folds of her soft pussy lips.
Linda felt a twinge inside her own cunt as she saw Paul's lust-
hardened shaft sink into the girl's tight young pussy. Her sparse
dark pubic hair barely covered her little pussy and from where
they stood, Jerry and Linda could see Paul's handsome young cock
fucking deep and sure into her slippery waiting young cunt. The
dark haired young girl arched involuntarily, and her fingernails
dug deep into his back as she cried loudly. "Eeeeehhhh ... Paul!"
She ran her fingers harshly up and down his back digging her nails
in and leaving bright trails of whitened skin behind them.
As though he were in a daze the thirteen year old boy began
to ram his rigid cock in and out and suddenly, while they watched,
Linda felt Jerry's hand go around her buttocks and one of his
fingers began to tease hotly at her tiny puckered asshole. She
had become aroused by the sight of Paul and Cindy and now, she
felt the outthrust finger penetrating the rubbery ring of her
tight little anus and groaned aloud with pleasure.
She pushed her firm buttocks backward against the invading
finger, and she turned slightly to allow more penetration.
The young couple on the bed were too involved with fucking to
hear anything and Cindy was beginning to groan loudly with
pleasure as Paul's cock fucked deeper and deeper into her.
Now Linda ran her arm around Jerry's naked body and grasped
his hard cock. She took it in her hand and began to move the
foreskin up and down. His finger moving in and out of her anus
gave her a wild idea and she suddenly knelt on the floor, her
buttocks spread wide to reveal her brownish-pink rectal mouth
fully to him. She had positioned herself so that she could see
into the bedroom and she whispered lewdly, "Fuck me from behind,
Jerry, while we watch Paul and Cindy fuck!"
The handsome blonde teenage boy needed little urging. He
knelt behind her, quickly guiding his hard cock into her still
cum-slickened vagina. As he began to shove it in and out, Linda
moved in counter rhythm, grinding her naked buttocks back up hard
against his pelvis as his gouging cock fucked deeply up inside her
open belly. Jerry became even more aroused as he looked down and
saw her heaving buttocks and the mysterious little brown anus. He
reached down and shoved his extended middle finger into its
smooth, rubbery softness again, allowing her own motion to drive
the salaciously invading little digit deeper up into her rubbery
rectal passage with every movement.
Then, he began rhythmically fucking his cock and finger in
and out of the twin passages at the same time as he glanced from
time to time at the younger couple on the bed. He knew they must
have done a lot of playing around somewhere outside to be so
worked up that they could go right into it once they got into the
house. Linda was watching them as well and waves of raw lust
swept over her as she felt Jerry's cock probing her cunt while his
finger ravaged her defenseless anus.
The sight of his sister being fucked and writhing in pleasure
turned Jerry on even more, and he glanced down to watch his
throbbing cock disappearing into Linda's steaming pussy, becoming
giddy with excitement and lust. He could feel his sperm begin to
heat up inside him, and for a fleeting instant, he wondered how it
would be to fuck his little sister. She seemed to enjoy it, and
she was certainly built for it. But he brushed the thought aside
as his own passion demanded his full concentration.
Linda wanted to cum when Jerry did, and she tried hard to
match his movements. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Paul's
wetly glistening young pole fucking in and out of Cindy's pinkly
clinging young pussy, and it added to her own excitement. She
knew just how thrilling Paul could be.
Now Jerry realized he couldn't control his orgasm any longer.
He began to jab his impaling cock in and out of her vibrating
pussy rapidly while his outstretched finger rammed up her anus all
the way to the palm. Linda found that she couldn't wait either
and as she felt the first electric tingle of her wildly exploding
orgasm, she cried aloud in ecstasy. "Let it go, Jerry! Fuck me
harder, fill me with cum, oh fuck me ... fuck me ... " And
suddenly she felt his hot cum spewing into her cunt as she crooned
softly with joy.
The young couple on the bed were in the throes of their
orgasms too and Cindy was groaning loudly, animalistically, into
Paul's mouth as she felt his boiling cum shooting up into her
cunt. She arched upward and they bounded insanely on the bed,
their naked loins fused tightly together in passion. Their young
bodies jerked spasmodically like two puppets on a string and Paul
was groaning even louder then Cindy. As he reached the peak of
his orgasm he shouted, "Oh Christ! I'm cumming!" He was moving
his hips frantically and Cindy drew his head down and placed her
mouth on his and sucked it wildly, their moans now muffled by the
passionate kiss.
As the teenagers tumbled about on the bed, Jerry's thick cock
was ramming full tilt into Linda's welcoming cunt from the rear,
his balls slapping loudly against her ass. He let out a deep sigh
as he reached his climax, and he felt good as he saw that he had
made the young blonde cum at the same time. Exhausted, they
collapsed on the floor in a tangled mass of sweating, cum drenched
flesh.
It was a long while before the spent couple on the bed
realized that they had been observed, but when they saw the older
pair naked on the floor, bodies lewdly entwined, Paul and Cindy
quickly realized what had been going on. Cindy was immediately
delighted, being somewhat of an exhibitionist, but Paul felt angry
and embarrassed at first. He was consoled when Linda and Jerry
assured him that he would have a chance to watch them fucking many
times before the summer was over and the four naked teenagers went
down together to the game room to drink more beer and discuss
their plans for the rest of the vacation months.
The afternoon passed too quickly and Paul and Linda had to
say goodbye to their new friends until the next day. Riding off
towards their own home, the young Stevensons agreed that they had
both enjoyed a wonderful afternoon and were quite certain they
would be very happy in their new home.
Chapter 5
It had been over a week since the children had moved in with
Tom and Jean and things were running smoothly. The beautiful
dark-haired mother was pleased that Paul and Linda had both
adjusted so readily to their new home, and if she was disturbed by
anything it was her own lack of emotional control. In spite of
herself, she could not help feeling an ugly trace of jealousy for
her son's close relationship with Linda and their new friends.
They were hardly ever home, preferring to spend all their time
with Jerry and Cindy. She had promised herself that she would
never be a nagging, overly-strict mother, yet she could not help
being hurt by the fact that her son spent so little time with her
after three years separation.
She had tried to speak with Tom about it, but he insisted
that all teenagers were more interested in their friends than
their parents and pointed to himself and his relationship with his
daughter Linda, as reference. "I'd start to worry if she were
hanging around the house all day, and so would you, if you stop to
think of it that way."
Jean had to agree that he was right, and she hated herself
for being selfish, but at the same time she was able to console
herself with the rationalization that a mother's relationship with
her son was something a man could never understand, no man, not
even her husband.
Another problem marring her complete happiness was sex with
her husband. She had been unable to truly enjoy sex with Tom in
the outgoing, free and easy manner he had tried to teach her. It
was bothering her because she wondered if it was because of the
children being with them. Tom had pointed out that she had been
required to make a lot of emotional adjustments in the last few
months and that she mustn't be too hard on herself. "All things
worth having take time," he said, and as usual, Jean knew he was
right. Still, she could feel him growing impatient with her to
solve her problem and her reaction was to grow even more cool
towards him.
Jean was alone in the house fixing sandwiches for lunch while
Tom and the kids were out on the lake. She mentally scolded
herself for being a jealous mother and tried to look forward to
meeting the children's new friends who were expected to come by
that afternoon. Jean wondered why they elected to spend all their
time at Jerry and Cindy Walter's house instead of their own and
Tom and laughingly explained that it was probably because of the
Walter's swimming pool.
Tom and Paul came into the house together, talking
enthusiastically about a fishing trip they were planning. They
both gave Jean perfunctory kisses and went on with their
conversation. Linda followed close behind looking cheerfully
excited about something and they all sat down to lunch.
The men continued their discussion during the meal, but Jean
and Linda were silent. Linda was daydreaming about Jerry Walters
and Jean was trying to sort out her confused emotions.
Just as they finished, Cindy Walters knocked on the door and
Tom and Paul stumbled over each other to answer it. Jean's eyes
widened as she saw how mature her son's new girlfriend was. For
some reason she was expecting or hoping for a more gangly type.
Cindy Walters looked every bit as well-developed as Linda! And,
Jean noted with displeasure, she would have openly scorned the
immodest halter top the child wore if it weren't for the fact that
Linda wore the same sort of thing.
Tom had met her briefly before and they exchanged greetings,
then Paul introduced her proudly to his mother.
"How do you do," Jean said quietly, dismayed by Cindy's sexy
appearance. She found herself immediately wondering if the girl
had had sex relations with her son. Try as she might, she was
unable to dismiss the thought and she decided unequivocally that
most definitely she did not like Cindy Walters and doubted that
she would feel any differently about her older brother, Jerry.
Jean poured coffee for herself and Tom, and it annoyed her to
see that her husband was paying more attention to Cindy's body
than Paul was! But for the moment, she was too worried about her
son to be bothered with anything else. The girl was obviously a
tramp! Her cut off jeans were cut off much too high and her
halter cut much too low! Jean tried to tell herself that she was
hanging onto some of her old-fashioned ideas too tightly. She
wasn't really being fair to Cindy ... or to her own son!
She had just decided to warm up to the girl when Paul
brightly suggested that they go to her house for a swim. Linda
thought that sounded like a wonderful idea and decided to join
them and they all took off, laughing and waving good-bye.
"She's too old to be running around with Paul," Jean said
peevishly as she watched them leave. She had made note of the
provocative way Cindy moved her hips and the way that Paul had
ogled her.
"Oh, come on, Jean ... don't be an over protective mother,"
her husband chided.
Jean was angry. "Of course he looks and acts older, but he's
still only thirteen!" She turned away, confused with her
thoughts. "I am worried about him, Tom," she said helplessly.
"Just as I'm worried about Linda!"
Tom turned to look at his distraught wife. It hurt him to
see her this worried and upset, and he had been puzzled by her
strange attitude since the kids had come to live with them. He
felt as if he were being too hard on her, perhaps he hadn't made
allowances for her to re-adjust to them ... she needed more time.
"Now, sweetheart," he said, putting his arms around her, "We
have two fine, level-headed kids. They've done a fine job growing
up and to worry too much about them is silly! They're good kids!"
Jean knew he was right, but she couldn't be consoled. She
wished it could be her out with the kids instead of that little
bitch, Cindy Walters.
She had noticed how happy the kids had been since they met
the Walters and she felt left out. She resented not being a part
of their happiness. It was as though Paul was involved in a
little happy world that did not include her. She wanted to be his
friend! Both the children's friend!
"But what do we really know about those Walter's kids, Tom!"
she asked. "Paul and Linda are spending almost all their time
with them!"
"Honey," he said tenderly. "We've been all through this.
You have to let them grow up! I know you feel cheated, and I'm
sorry, but you simply have to allow them their independence!"
"But aren't you worried ... about Linda?" she asked. "She
has a very beautiful, sexy body! What if that Jerry should try
... try to rape her or something?"
"She can take care of herself, Jean. Just as she has for the
last three years." Tom didn't feel that this was the time to tell
his near hysterical wife that he was quite certain that his
daughter had taken the plunge into sex ... some time ago actually.
"Besides," he added, the Walters are quite well-respected
around here ... they've been coming for the summer for years."
Jean sighed and tried to calm her nerves. It wasn't actually
Linda that concerned her. She loved the girl, but Paul was her
own flesh and blood! It was her son that had her worried, and
yes, she had to admit it ... jealous!
"Look," her husband offered. "If it will make you feel any
better, I'll make up some excuse to drop by the Walter's this
afternoon. You'll trust my judgment of them, I hope."
Jean looked gratefully at her husband, "Oh, Tom ... I would
really appreciate it. I know I'm being horrid, but I would feel a
lot better if I knew what kind of parents those kids had."
"Okay there, now stop worrying about it." Tom knew he could
find some excuse to stop by the Walters, and besides, he wouldn't
mind having another look at that sexy little Cindy. He couldn't
help feeling the animal magnetism of the girl. Just looking at
her made a man think of sex and it was hard for him to suppress a
smile as he thought of Paul fucking her, as he was certain he was.
* * *
Tom didn't bother to think of some phony excuse. Why
shouldn't he make it a point to meet the Walters since the kids
were such good friends? He was their father, after all.
Approaching the house from the front walk, Tom received no
answer to his knock and he was just turning to leave when he heard
the sound of splashing from the pool in back of the house.
Assuming they were all outside, the father walked around the
sprawling house to enter the pool area from the side gate. He was
surprised to see not four swimmers, but one ... Cindy Walters,
swimming back and forth in the pool with fluid, powerful strokes.
Tom couldn't help but admire the young girl's grace and skill,
among other things, and he paused to watch silently until she had
finished her laps and gracefully pulled her ripe young body from
the pool.
"Hi Cindy!" he greeted her brightly. "You're some swimmer!"
"Oh, hi Mr. Stevenson," she replied, a surprised look on her
pretty face. Her bikini was wet, revealing more of her bronzed
young body than he'd seen before. Her dark hair curled softly
about her angelic face and she gave him a wide smile. He could
hardly keep his eyes from her crotch, where the wet bikini was
like a second layer of skin, outlining the thin, vertical little
slit of her pussy clearly. He could even see a couple of stray
strands of dark pubic hair curling out from the tight fitting
bottom.
Cindy eyed him curiously. "What a nice surprise ... " she
said in a slightly teasing tone.
"Well, I was passing right by your place and I thought it
might be nice to drop in and meet your folks ... "
"Oh, well they aren't here." Cindy replied, a strange
expression crossing her face. "In fact, nobody's here," she
added, giving him what appeared to be a seductive little smile.
"But why don't you come on in. Maybe you'd like a nice cold
beer?" She turned and walked towards the house and he followed
her, noting the way her cute little buttocks jiggled up and down
as she walked. Her wet bikini bottom pressed tightly into the
crevice of her ass-cheeks. She had a very sensual way of walking,
Tom thought and her firm thighs barely touched as she headed for
the kitchen.
She came back with two beers and handed him one, eyeing him
pertly and letting her eyes drop to his crotch where the bulge was
beginning to grow. Her eyes sparkled and she suppressed a smile.
"It was very nice of you to stop by, Mr. Stevenson," she said
deciding not to mention her parents until he brought the subject
up again.
Tom couldn't quite figure her out, but he knew she was an
aggressive little sexpot and he'd better watch his step. "Where
is everyone?" he asked, wondering what she was doing alone in the
house.
"Oh, they all went into the village to see a movie," the
teenaged girl replied, staring at him boldly. "They'll probably
be gone for the rest of the afternoon." She let her voice trail
off suggestively and Tom knew she wanted him to know they'd be
alone in the house. In spite of her youth, Cindy was an expert at
leading a man on, Tom thought ruefully. Whatever else she was, he
thought, she was a beauty with a shape as lovely as his own
daughter's. It occurred to him that Paul must be putty in her
hands and he wondered suddenly about her older brother and his
daughter, Linda. There was no doubt in his mind that the four of
them had some wild sex parties!
"How's the water?" he asked, to make conversation and divert
his own thoughts from her body.
"It's okay," she replied, "but I hate swimming alone."
Tom thought she probably hated to do anything alone. "Yes,"
he said in what he hoped was a fatherly tone. "Most of us just
don't know what to do with our thoughts when we're alone."
Cindy gave him a quizzical look and Tom made an effort to get
back to a normal level of thinking. Cindy knew exactly what
effect she was having on him, Tom knew, and she was enjoying every
minute of it. She had the attitude that no male had ever said no
to anything she had ever wanted.
"Would you wait just one minute, Mr. Stevenson, while I get
out of this wet suit?" the young girl asked coyly. She walked
towards the door, loosening her bikini top as she did so. She
paused at the door, a sultry smile on her lips, her young breasts
almost completely exposed and looked back. "I'll just be a minute
... "
She disappeared and Tom wanted to laugh at the child's
obvious efforts at leading him on, except it really wasn't funny.
She was deadly with her beauty and charms! He had no doubt that
she would go all the way, if he let her. She had no idea of the
stakes of the game she was playing ... Tom knew he could lose
everything that mattered in his life for a few minutes fucking
while to her it would be no more than a new adventure, a new
conquest! She was still a child by law, in spite of what her body
told him, and even though she was the one asking for it, it would
still be a case of statutory rape!
The thought made him shudder and Tom decided he'd better get
the hell out while he could. He finished his beer in one long
swallow and walked towards the hall down which she had disappeared
to call her name. He waited, then called again. He was growing
angry, but he was also curious as to the nature of her silly game
... he was certain she heard him.
He found himself becoming aroused. His cock was already
bulging out against his pants. He could think of nothing more
delightful than getting his cock into that tight little cunt.
What if she really wanted to be fucked? What if she weren't just
game playing?
He took a tentative step down the hall and called her name
again. This time she responded, calling to him from one of the
bedrooms. "In here, Mr. Stevenson ... come on in ... "
Tom lost the battle with himself then and there. She wasn't
game playing and neither was he. If that hot little number wanted
to feel a man-sized cock shoved up her hot little cunt, that's
what she would get! The thought of fucking the little vixen was
too overpowering and Tom made the fatal step across the threshold
into her room.
She was stretched out waiting for him on the bed. The
filtered sunlight brought a translucent sheen to her silken skin
causing his cock to jerk into rigid hardness at the erotic picture
of loveliness. The sight of the velvety softness of her perfectly
shaped breasts crowned by cherry like nipples caused his throat to
constrict and his mouth to go dry with the raging desire to devour
every part of her luscious young body.
"Like what you see, Mr. Stevenson?" she taunted, her eyes
glassy with lust.
In spite of his easy way with women, Tom was frozen to the
spot, not able to believe he was willing to allow this insanity,
yet knowing there was no turning back, not now ...
He moved as if in a trance to her bed, aware that his cock
was already hard as a rock and was within range she reached up a
slender arm and pulled him forward, placing his hand on the softly
resilient flesh of her breast. The nipple was already hardening
and the fullness and firmness of it made his blood begin to pound.
"Just get on top of me and fuck me," she said hoarsely, as
she tried to unbuckle his belt. Tom didn't care now. He quickly
stripped and lay down beside her, his hand running over the young
ripe breasts, playing with the nipples and kneading the white
flesh hungrily. He would have liked to jump on her right away and
fuck her like she'd asked, but there were far too many goodies he
wanted to taste first.
He ran his hand down over her body, feeling the flat, almost
boyish stomach, and the soft pubic down that barely covered her
pussy-lips, spreading them and probing inside to find her
clitoris. He massaged the areas surrounding it, feeling her
respond by writhing and arching her hips upward. He felt the
throbbing bud of pink flesh jerk uncontrollably, hard and hot. He
stroked it with his extended middle finger, then he moved one of
his hands underneath her to feel the beautifully curved mounds of
her buttocks.
She spread her legs wider as his finger moved about inside
her pussy, while the finger of the other hand stole slowly up
between the crevice of her buttocks and toyed with her tiny
puckered asshole. She gasped with pleasure and spread her legs
even wider to allow him freer access to both her openings.
Positioning himself between her legs, the lust-crazed man
forced her slender legs still wider with his knees. He continued
to play with the rubbery ring of her anus, wondering if she would
be able to take his cock into it without pain or harm. She
squirmed down on his probing finger, telling him that she enjoyed
anal play. Tom moved downward again so that he could reach her
cunt and anus easier and went deeper into her anus with one finger
while he used three fingers to massage her clitoris and inner
pussy.
She was moaning now in pure enjoyment. Tom's cock felt as if
it would burst from the pressures building inside his balls. He
had to get it into her quickly or he would shoot his cum without
ever even touching her cunt!
He moved upward, grasping her legs in his hands and pulled
her toward him until his rock hard cock lay in the wet valley
formed by her pussy lips. He bent her legs back toward her head,
enthralled by the lascivious sight of her openly spread young cunt
lips, ready and waiting to receive his throbbing organ and the
very touch of it against her pussy lips made him gasp and moan
with anticipation and desire.
The skin of her young body against his in the half-light of
her girlish bedroom was an incredible unknown sensation for Tom.
She was the same age as his daughter. It was then that Tom knew
why he had been so easily overcome by the charms of the wanton
child ... she was offering him what he had wanted since he'd laid
eyes on his own daughter's luscious teenage body ... he hadn't
known it before, but by now he was sure, he wanted to fuck his own
daughter!
Cindy's legs were drawn back and he let his weight down on
her young body so that her firmly developing young breasts were
pushing against his chest. Her face was only scant inches away
and he could feel her hot sweet breath brushing against his cheek.
She was trembling with desire and began to moan softly, as if
begging him to slip his cock deep up inside her teasingly writhing
little cunt.
He found her lips and began kissing her passionately, feeling
her suck his tongue deep into her mouth. Tom had never tasted
such sweetness, and he completely gave himself over to the fantasy
that he was fucking his own little daughter, Linda.
Suddenly she arched her body and reached underneath him to
massage his balls almost causing him to explode into orgasm. He
could feel the moisture of her vagina as his cock rubbed against
her cunt lips and it felt as if she were contracting them to suck
the whole of it up inside.
His mouth was locked to hers and he felt her hands leave his
balls and grab the thick shaft of his throbbing cock, sliding the
foreskin teasingly up and down, driving him closer to orgasm. She
caressed his spongy cock with her cool fingers and he almost cried
out with joy and the need to fuck it to her hotly teasing little
cunt.
The scent of her was heady, like a summer garden in the rain.
He wished he could touch every part of her at the same time ...
she was like a sex-goddess and he was a willing worshipper at her
shrine. He moved his chest from side to side, brushing her hard
nipples with the tickly hairs of his chest and she moaned again
and again. "You feel so good ... " she whispered hoarsely. "All
of you feels wonderful."
Still fondling his cock, she ran her other hand over his
buttocks and along his shoulders to pull him down close to her.
Then, she buried her face in his neck, sucking at his flesh with
her lips and nibbling at it with her teeth. She ran her tongue
over the muscles of his neck and he could feel her hair against
his cheeks as she began to roll her hips against his pulsating
cock, her wet pussy teasing it into full readiness.
"Oh, fuck me now, Mr. Stevenson!" she whispered in a strained
voice and the lewd words aroused him to a fever pitch. Regardless
of the cost, he was going to fuck this little cock-tease until she
begged for mercy!
She took a firm grip on his rigidly throbbing cock as he
raised up slightly, groaning as she felt the size of it. She
guided the swollen head of it to her cunt, using it to part the
soft, frizzy little hairs of her pussy lips and pushing upward
with her pelvis to allow the stiff pole to slip up inside her
inner cunt walls.
Tom drove his hips forward, carefully at first, and he felt
his desire-bloated cock slide easily into the wet folds of her
smoldering young vagina. Encouraged, he began to push harder,
picking up speed rapidly as he felt her respond. Her wet cunt
walls seemed to clutch hungrily at his stabbing cock drawing it in
even deeper.
He knew now that she could take it all, and he settled into a
steady rhythm of lunges that drove it further up into her hot
little pussy with each stroke.
She moaned softly as it sank into her, moving so that her
quivering cunt was wide open. And, still, Tom hadn't given it all
to her. He knew she wanted it and that she could take it all, and
more! He was already bouncing the head of it off the deep walls
of her sizzling pussy and her vagina was slippery with her own
lubricating juices as she tried to adapt her own upward lunges to
his deep thrusting cock. She sure knew what it was all about, Tom
thought, and he was certain that his own daughter Linda, was every
bit as knowledgeable as this little bitch was.
His throbbing cock filled her hot little cunt with so much
pleasure that she wanted to scream for joy. She tried to screw
her cunt up onto his cock by twisting and turning her hips and she
attempted to pull even more of him inside her. Tom let go then
and began to ram his rigid cock into her as hard and deep as it
would go, slamming into her hotly enveloping pussy like a greased
piston. Her cunt wrapped around it like a warm velvet glove.
His sperm swollen balls smacked wetly as they slapped against
her puckered anus and his bulbous cock-head hit bottom. She let
out a muffled scream as the hot rod of flesh seemed to bore right
up into her belly sending searing pleasure-pain throughout her
body. She had misjudged him. He was much bigger than she had
imagined and now his cock was hammering home against her cervix,
as if it would batter down the walls. His pelvis was mashing down
her damp pubic hair, and she felt she was totally under his
control. Tom knew she was too, reveling in the feeling of
strength and dominance the knowledge gave him.
He felt ruthless as he deliberately used all his power to ram
his cock as far up into the depths of her teasing little cunt as
he could. She'd damn well asked for it!
After the initial shock had subsided, Cindy felt delicious
pleasure welling up inside her and she adjusted her body so that
she could grind her cunt up hard against his rampaging hardness.
She arched her hips, trying to use her cuntal muscles to suck his
jack-hammering cock even deeper into her cunt. She wriggled with
joy as she felt it fill her pussy, every tiny part of it, and she
moaned with delight.
Tom could tell that the hot little bitch was made for
fucking. She wallowed in the sexual pleasure she was receiving
and by doing so she provided even greater thrills for him. He
felt his sperm building up and he knew he couldn't wait much
longer. Her tightly clinging pussy slid up and down on his cock
as it pounded into her and she pushed hard up against him. He was
by now too involved in fucking the hot little girl to worry about
anything or anybody and he knew that she was loving it every bit
as much as he was.
He stared in lustful fascination as her sleek young cunt-lips
opened wide to accept his large cock, the dark pubic hairs parting
wide and his turgid member disappearing deep up into the depths of
her.
He withdrew slowly until only the head remained inside, then
slammed it cruelly all the way inside her pussy, bringing moans of
pleasure from her lips. He wondered who had been the first to
discover this sexy little gold mine and he knew it wasn't Paul.
>From the way she was bucking beneath him, he could tell she had
been fucking for years.
He felt little stabs of pain as she dug her fingernails into
the flesh of his back and it titillated his senses. He liked a
little violence with his sex.
Her pelvis began to grind hard against his and he felt his
juices bubbling up inside his bloated balls, warning that they had
to be spilled soon. She began to moan and gasp and Tom could tell
she was as close to her climax as he was to his. He increased the
speed of his flaming strokes into her even more wildly flaming
pussy. Even her ass-cheeks seemed to grab at his balls as they
bounced wetly against her anus, and low groans came from deep in
his throat as he felt his orgasm soaring beyond the point of
control.
She thrashed about madly, rolling her head from side to side,
delirious with lust. "Please, Mr. Stevenson ... harder, fuck me
harder! Oh God!" she gasped. "Fuck me more ... harder ... fuck
me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Her fingers were digging at his back, the nails biting deep
into his flesh and the hair on his chest was cruelly rubbing over
her hard nipples as she rolled about beneath his muscular body.
She slammed her greedy cunt up as hard as she could against his
downward strokes and her belly jerked wildly as her cunt
contracted spasmodically around his rhythmically pistoning penis.
Finally the teenage girl could no longer control the cries
that escaped from her throat. She began to moan incoherent
obscenities, her young voice resounding loudly throughout the
house.
Tom could feel his own pubic hair matted up with the juices
from her cunt and his own perspiration as she launched into the
first of a series of orgasms that shook her body with passion.
She groaned and gurgled, her body out of control, hips jerking
upward crazily as his cock slammed deep into the burning cavern of
her steaming young pussy. He could feel her tingling clitoris
dancing about, and he tried to keep steady friction on it with his
infucks, but he too was losing control. He knew that she was on
her way to a wildly bursting orgasm, part of which she had already
experienced and he was concentrating on his own needs.
He pulled his pile-driving cock out a bit more with each
upward pull of his hips, then plunged it mercilessly to the hilt
of her excitedly flooding young cunt, loving the sound of her
grunts of pleasure. He was vitally aware of the feel of her cunt
caressing his pulsing cock with each movement he made, and he
relaxed all efforts to control himself, fucking her like a madman
as Cindy screamed out wildly in uncontrolled pleasure.
The bed was almost moving about the floor with the violence
of their passion, and as her body came up to meet his in a series
of mindless thrusts he felt his cock trembling with the need to
shoot his cum up into her belly. At last, the man let go
completely, allowing his sperm to shoot up his massive shaft and
flood out into her hotly welcoming pussy. As she felt his hot
fluid beginning to splash against the walls of her vagina, she
seemed to go wild, her body jerking up and down uncontrollably
beneath him, her breath coming in sobs as she cried out over and
over again, "I'm cumming ... I'm cumming, I'm cummmmmmiiiinnnng
... don't stop fucking it ... don't stop!"
As he plunged into the center of her cunt, the lust maddened
man knew she loved fucking as much as he did ... she was sexual
dynamite!
He groaned with delight as his orgasm began to end and the
young girl moaned aloud, her eyes closed with the intensity of her
final cum.
Neither of the two were aware, in their satiated states, of
the young blonde standing outside the door, fingering herself
while she stared with lust-glazed eyes at the incredible spectacle
of her own father madly fucking her own step-brother's girlfriend.
It was just too wonderful, the stunned girl thought, just too
good to be true! If her father was willing to fuck Cindy, he
should be willing to fuck her! Oh wow! she breathed to herself,
the possibilities were endless!
Chapter 6
Jean Stevenson woke late; glancing at the clock beside the
bed she saw that it was already past ten and she scolded herself
harshly for being so lazy. Yet she knew it wasn't laziness that
kept her clinging too long to the sweet oblivion of sleep, it was
her reluctance to face herself and her problems.
She looked over at her husband, faintly snoring beside her on
the bed. He too was sleeping in, but then he had not come to bed
until much later than she. Jean studied the handsome dark man for
a long moment. Why had he rejected her sexual advances the night
before?
She had been so eager for it and had tried to let him know in
every subtle way she could imagine. Finally, after getting no
response all evening, she had donned her sexiest negligee and
retired early, hoping he would follow. But it hadn't worked. He
kissed her goodnight tenderly and lovingly, but he remained
downstairs, staring thoughtfully into the fire.
She knew Tom was not petty enough to be paying her back" for
her sexual aloofness during the past week. It was something more
than that. She was sorry she had only been able to respond half-
heartedly to him this last week, but he seemed to have understood,
never having been offended enough to forego making love to her.
Well, she thought with determination, this is a new day. It
makes no sense to dwell on problems that don't have a ready
solution, she told herself, especially such ill-defined problems
as those that were plaguing her. There was really nothing
specific, except the sex with Tom which she knew was only
temporary ... but still, there was something else ... some nagging
worry, a sense of restless unfulfillment that plagued her
relentlessly and gnawed at her sense of well being.
Determined to put it out of her mind, the beautiful dark-
haired woman stole out of bed and dressed quietly so as not to
awaken her husband. She tried to tell herself that the children
were fine, that she and Tom were fine, that everything was okay.
Tom had assured her that the kids were having good clean fun
at the Walter's house, that there was plenty there to keep them
occupied, horses, swimming pool, game room, and she should not
worry. Although he had not the opportunity to meet the Walters,
he felt certain they were nice people.
Jean was grateful to Tom for having dropped in on them, and
she did feel much better about Paul and Linda spending so much
time there, but she still felt left out of things. She felt
guilty of jealousy and tried not to let it show to the children or
her husband.
She started preparing breakfast for her family and Paul came
into the kitchen and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Hi Mom!"
he said and without thinking Jean grabbed him and hugged him for a
moment. "Hi honey," she said warmly, then blushed at her
emotional display.
Paul sat at the table chatting with her as she busied herself
with breakfast. He had felt very grown up since he met Cindy and
he wished he could tell his mother about it. Cindy was wild, and
had more than taken care of his sexual needs, but a guy just
didn't discuss those things with his mother. And besides, there
was something shaky about Cindy. He wanted more, although he
wasn't sure of what, and Cindy just wasn't the kind of girl you
ever thought about loving permanently.
Linda came in and waved gaily, giving them both a light kiss
and sat down beside him at the table. "Smells great in here," she
said brightly. Paul felt a wave of love rush over him for her ...
she meant much more to him than Cindy ever would, in spite of the
fun he and Cindy shared. That's all it was ... fun.
As she served them, Jean said with a smile. "I have to go do
some shopping today ... how would it be if I bought some nice
steaks and you invite the Walter's over her for dinner. After
all, it must be your turn to entertain, and we still haven't met
Jerry."
She thought if she made a special effort to sort of make up
for her jealousy and suspicions about the Walters it might help
put her back in her husband's good graces too.
"Hey! Great idea, mom!" Paul responded happily. He thought
instantly that it could be embarrassing too since he didn't think
his mom liked Cindy too much but when he looked at Linda, she was
lit up with smiles.
"Gee, that's really a great idea!", she said brightly,
wondering how her dad would act with Cindy right here in the same
house after he had fucked her hot little ears off the other day?
"We'll go over right after breakfast and invite them," Paul
said, then added as an afterthought, "need any help with the
shopping?" He was glad when she said no.
Jean was elated that the kids had agreed so readily to her
suggestion and was looking forward to spending an evening with
them ... and their friends, she told herself.
They all looked up when Tom walked into the kitchen looking
fresh and relaxed. He kissed his wife on the mouth and as he sat
down at the table, facing his daughter, she burst out: "Guess what
dad! We're going to have Cindy and Jerry over for dinner
tonight!" She enjoyed his blush at the mention of Cindy's name
and she wondered how he would react if he knew that she had
watched the whole thing with he and Cindy in her bedroom yesterday
afternoon.
"I hope you don't mind, honey." Jean said, anxious for his
approval.
He waved a hand irritably, and said sharply. "Of course I
don't mind." He caught himself and grinned at the kids. "Sure,
that's great ... we'll have a ball!"
Tom detected a lurid grin on his daughter's face, but he put
it down to his own guilty conscience and even Paul caught the
false note in his step-father's voice, but couldn't figure it out.
After everyone had finished breakfast Jean sat down to make
out her shopping list. She felt as if she had taken a positive
step toward getting close to the kids, and she vowed to herself
that she would be nice to the Walter kids tonight. This dinner
would be just the beginning, she told herself, they would share
many more happy evenings together.
Tom wandered about the house aimlessly for a few minutes,
then decided to go outside and work in the yard to take his mind
off his disconcerting thoughts. He felt guilty as he watched his
lovely wife walking out towards the car. "Anything special I can
get you from town, honey?" she asked as she passed him. Tom
reached out for her and drew her close, kissing her tenderly on
the mouth. "Just bring yourself back to me honey," he said
huskily. She blushed and turned away, saying that she would be
back in a couple of hours. Tom cursed himself as he watched her
trim hips swaying, her legs blending perfectly into her torso.
How could he have fucked that cheap little bitch when he had the
best woman in the world waiting, every night, for the rest of his
life!
Jean drove off and Tom busied himself in the yard. He looked
up in surprise at the sound of his daughter's voice calling to him
from the house, he'd thought she and Paul had gone over to the
Walter's.
"Daddy, could you come into the kitchen for a moment?" she
asked sweetly, observing him coolly from the door. "Sure, baby,"
he said good-naturedly, thinking that he and his daughter really
hadn't had the chance to be alone together. Perhaps she wanted to
have a heart to heart talk with him while Paul and Jean were out
of the house.
He stepped into the livingroom to find his daughter sitting
on the couch waiting for him dressed in her provocative tight
fitting shorts and halter top that revealed all her intimate parts
to the most casual observer. Tom was embarrassed as he realized
that hot waves of lust were shooting all over his body, emanating
from deep in his loins. That damn little slut Cindy! She's
responsible for all this, he thought. He knew that in spite of
his love and happiness with Jean, no man in his right mind would
be able to turn down a little number like Cindy. The fact that
he'd succumbed to her charms wasn't what really bothered him, and
at that instant, he knew in a sudden intuitive flash what it was
that really frightened him. Cindy had awakened a latent desire in
him for Linda ... his own daughter! Even as he was fucking the
little bitch he had fantasized she was Linda. He had tried to
block that part from his memory, but seeing her here before him
now, it all came flooding back. Tom felt his head spinning ... he
was even imagining a seductive look on his own baby girl's face
right now! "I thought you and I might take advantage of being
alone, Daddy." Linda said with a wicked grin.
"Uh ... sure honey ... we really haven't ... uh ... been
alone much, have we?" Tom quickly took a seat in an effort to
hide his erection from his daughter's inquisitive eyes. "Was
there anything in particular you wanted to talk about with me
honey?" he asked, growing more unreasonably nervous by the moment
while his own daughter sat sadistically observing her squirming
father.
"Well, Daddy, there is something that's been sort of
bothering me ... " she began, looking at him with as much
innocence as she was capable of mustering and pretending to
measure her words.
"Go on, honey," Tom urged, his heart going out to her. He
realized with a sharp pang of regret how unavailable he'd been to
her in the last three years and at the same time began to
understand more of the guilt that Jean had been going through
because of the same reason.
"You know how you always say, 'anything between two people
that love each other is all right'?" she asked, waiting for his
response.
Tom nodded, wondering what in God's name she was going to hit
him with.
Tom felt as though a bomb had dropped in his living room.
His face blanched and he felt as though there was an explosion in
his crazily spinning brain. "What are you talking about?" he
asked, surprised by the calmness of his own voice.
"I'm talking about the way you fucked Cindy yesterday," Linda
said, no longer able to keep up her coy act. "I was wondering if
you two were in love and if it was all right."
"Oh Jesus Christ ... " Tom moaned, not believing his ears.
"Well, Daddy," she pressed sadistically. "Is it ... all
right to fuck whoever you want whenever you want to?"
The full implication of her words slowly registered on the
confused father's brain and he cursed softly under his breath.
"How could I have raised such a viper?" he asked himself aloud.
"You didn't Daddy," she replied in a flat, cold voice.
Tom's glance shot upward to look at his daughter directly in
the eyes. Linda knew she had hurt her father deeply with her last
remark and she was immediately sorry.
"I did the best I could ... " he said in a low, barely
audible voice, sinking dejectedly down onto the couch, his face
empty of expression.
Linda knew, she had known all along, just as Paul had know,
that the only reason either of their parents had left them for
three years was to be able to eventually provide the best possible
advantages for their children. Linda had never for a moment
doubted her father's love, and now she was overcome by shame and
sorrow for having hurt him so deeply. Forgetting herself and her
intentions for the moment, Linda rose from her seat and moved
towards her father to place her arms affectionately around his
neck. The tears were flowing freely from her beautiful blue eyes
and burying her face in her father's neck she sobbed, "Oh, Daddy
... Daddy! Please forgive me ... I didn't mean to hurt you, I
love you and I know you love me ... oh, please believe me, Daddy!"
Tom gathered her in his arms in a way he had not allowed
himself to do since she was a little girl. "I know ... I know
baby," he crooned, holding her soft young body close to his
powerful chest. She was right! Linda was absolutely right! His
long-spouted philosophy about freedom of sexual expression didn't
mean a damn if he wasn't able to admit to himself that he wanted
his daughter in a sexual way, the same way she wanted him!
He sat holding his daughter for long moments, rocking her
gently in his arms and kissing away her tears. "I love you, Daddy
... and I want you ... I want you like I've never wanted anyone.
I can't help it if it's wrong ... I can't help how I feel ... "
She held her mouth up and Tom couldn't resist. He bent down
to kiss her passionately, literally jumping with excitement as he
felt her tiny pink tongue dart into his mouth. He could feel her
nipples beneath the flimsy halter harden against his bare chest,
and all the illicit thrills he had felt yesterday when he had
imagined he was fucking her came back to him a hundred fold. As
her soft, sweet lips pressed against his he felt the years drop
away from his body. It was a thrill comparable to only one other
in his life ... the first time he had fucked her mother, his first
wife, gone now for so many years. He had not allowed himself to
admit that Linda was the ghost of her mother. He had pushed it
from his mind with the help of Jean, although neither of them knew
it.
Without fully realizing what he was doing, Tom deftly removed
his daughter's halter top, allowing her full, ripe breasts to
tumble free. The beautiful pink little nipples glowed like
cherries in the early afternoon sun and Tom bent further to begin
nibbling gently on one, bringing soft whimpers of delight from
deep in her throat. He went to the other one, sucking and
nibbling, until both were hard and erect and Linda was panting
with aroused emotions as she clutched her father's dark head to
her breast.
The feel and taste of his daughter's sweet young breasts in
his mouth was driving Tom wild with desire. He was still in a
mild state of shock at the sudden realization of his unadmitted
yearning, and he knew beyond a doubt that this was the moment for
which he had been eagerly, though unconsciously, waiting a
lifetime!
As though in a daze, he reached for her round, curvy buttocks
with both hands, cupping them tightly as he pulled her pelvis
close to his hard cock. He felt her involuntarily responding by
pressing her little cunt up hard against him and he wanted to fuck
her right then and there. Instead, he set her gently on her feet
and she stood before her father, quivering with delicious
expectation while he slipped her tiny shorts down over her ripely
swelling young hips and long, slender legs. No words were spoken;
they were both emotionally far beyond the realm of mere words, but
for what seemed an interminably long moment, Tom sat staring in
awe at the perfect beauty of his daughter's body. He was suddenly
aware of how young she really was, how fresh and sweet, yet how
totally sexual, totally feminine she was ... the very quintessence
of femininity ... his daughter ... his very own beautiful
daughter!
His eyes seemed to be caressing every inch of her body.
Linda could actually feel the tingling sensations of love and lust
spiraling through her being as his eyes seemed to burn through her
and she could not control the little moan that escaped her lips as
her pussy became wet and warm with no more than the very thought
of being fucked by her very own father. She had been driven
absolutely insane yesterday by just the sight and sound of him
fucking Cindy and now it was going to happen! He was going to
fuck her, and she knew it would be the most important moment of
her life!
For a fleeting instant Tom tried to force himself to consider
the consequence of his actions, but it was useless. He was
consumed by the desire to fuck his own Linda. She wanted it ...
he wanted it ... and they loved each other. Nothing else mattered
to him at that moment, nothing in the world was as important as
their mutual need for each other.
As if on cue, both father and daughter sank down to the
middle of the livingroom floor, mindless of where they were and
who they were. Linda lay still, reveling in the feel of her
father's hands exploring every curve and hollow of her body. He
began to nibble hungrily at her breasts again and at the same time
he slipped a hand beneath her buttocks and gently eased his
fingers into the crevice of her ass cheeks until he had penetrated
her virginal little anus with one outthrust probing finger. He
began to ease his finger in and out of her tiny puckered anus as
he kept on nibbling and sucking at her breasts while the ripple of
desire coursed through Linda's body.
Tom ran his middle finger into the wetness of her pussy and
wondered how long he would be able to resist sticking his cock in
her sweet little girl cunt. He let his fingers wander deeper into
the hot wetness of his daughter's cunt as he massaged her
clitoris, parting her soft, smooth cunt lips, she nearly fainted
from the thrilling sensation taking possession of her body. She
was dazed, and began to moan out softly, over and over ... "Daddy
... yes, daddy ... do it, please don't stop ... "
Tom moved his extended middle finger so that it penetrated
deep into the cavern of her womb, fingerfucking her to the rhythm
of his pummeling finger that was still worming hotly around up in
her rectum.
Linda was almost out of control and began to jerk
spasmodically as he increased the pressure of his fingers and his
sucking and nibbling of her nipples. She was like a tiny baby in
his hands and Tom continued to arouse her with his fingers running
in and out of her anus and cunt at the same time while he sucked
her breast.
The pleasure rushing through the blonde teenager's body was
driving her mad ... it was as though every bit of her was being
fucked at once!
Tom was afraid that he might cum right then as his daughter
squirmed and writhed beneath his skillful manipulations. She
seemed about to faint, and Tom finally released her, causing her
to cry out in mindless lust, "Oh! Daddy ... no, don't stop ... I
have to cum!" Her belly was heaving and her hips were writhing
with her need. "Daddy!" she gasped, "Fuck me! Please fuck me
now!"
Tom's cock was stiff and throbbing and he had it tucked
straight up under his shorts. It throbbed with the need to find
release in his daughter's hot little cunt, but the father was
determined to build her up to it as long as possible. This was
the most important long-awaited fuck of both their lives and he
didn't want to rush it any more than necessary. He wanted to
savor every bit of his daughter's luscious young body and he
wanted to give her a fuck she would remember for as long as she
lived. This may be the last time, he thought, or it may not ...
the future did not exist. All he knew was that it was the first
time for him and Linda and as such he vowed to give the milestone
event its just due.
The passion-driven father rose to his knees and taking his
daughter's legs in his hands, spread them wide to kneel in front
of her openly splayed pussy. He then stretched out on his belly,
resting on his arms and elbows and Linda spread her legs wider so
that he could see into the wet folds of her teenage cunt. The
wispy mist of blonde pubic curls did little to conceal the slit
formed by her swollen pink pussy lips.
The sight of Linda's nakedly exposed young cunt, presented so
unashamedly, even proudly, to his lustful gaze drove shudders of
hot excitement up and down his body. She shifted even closer to
his mouth and arched her hips a bit so that her father could see
the whole of her cunt, causing his cock to leap against the
confines of his pants.
He groaned uncontrollably, speaking for the first time since
he kissed her, "Ohhh, baby ... what a sweet, beautiful little
pussy!" He put his strong hands on the inside of her creamy
thighs and spread them even wider. He could see the delicious
drops of her cunt juices gleaming in her pubic hair and glistening
on the lips of her pussy. Then at last, he slowly bent his head
down to her succulent pussy, crushing his mouth against the mound
of her exciting flesh. His tongue darted inside quickly and began
to flick over her clitoris, causing her to squirm with unimagined
pleasure.
She arched still higher to allow his plundering tongue to go
deeper and deeper, moaning with helpless arousal.
Tom made his tongue as hard and flat as he could as he ran it
over her clitoris while Linda jerked wildly under his touch,
almost beside herself with intense pleasure. Suddenly, her legs
flew up and locked around her father's neck, fastening his mouth
even harder on her pussy. He began to probe deeper with his
tongue, trying to touch all of it at once from the top to the
bottom and to the walls. He was licking furiously, and the
pungent, musky taste of her young pussy was arousing him to the
point of insanity. He knew he would not hold off much longer; he
would have to fuck her soon. He drew the soft pink flesh of his
daughter's cunt into his mouth and nibbled it gently, letting his
teeth rake over the clitoris as he released it. Then, unable to
hold off another second, Tom took his mouth from her pubic mound
and stood up to take off his pants. At last his jerking cock
sprang free of the confining fabric and stood straight out. While
his aching balls seethed with pent-up sperm. The sight of her
father's enormous rod sent Linda into raving fits of ecstatic
expectation. Despite the waves of lust that had so totally filled
her young body by her father's darting tongue flicking in and out
of her pussy, she knew she could never be satisfied until he was
shoving his monstrous cock up inside her, fucking her totally,
filling her belly and then finally, spilling his wonderful cum
deep up inside her!
Totally driven by lust, she kicked her legs out wide and
begged, "Oh Daddy ... please, please! Fuck me, Daddy ... fuck me
now!"
Tom stared down at the wide-open pussy that had aroused him
so with its sweet virginal taste. He knew that he had to get his
cock inside it soon, he was about to explode with passion and his
daughter's hot young cunt was more than ready for him. The pink
flesh and sparse pubic hair surrounding the tight hole were wet
from his tongue and from her own juices that now lubricated her
inner-vaginal walls fully. She had never in her life felt a
greater need.
At last, he knelt again between her legs, and her cuntal
opening seemed even smaller than before as he compared it with the
head of his huge swollen cock. Linda watched in fascination as he
grasped his hotly jerking hardness by the shaft. It was huge,
more magnificent than any she had ever seen and although she felt
it would tear her apart she didn't care ... she wanted it ... she
wanted her father's cock more than she had ever wanted anything
... she had to have it or she knew she would die.
She moaned loudly with pleasure as she felt her father
pushing both her legs up high, revealing her naked vagina. She
knew that he was as anxious as she was to get his cock inside.
She lifted her cunt up in offering and Tom arched his hips
forward, aiming the bulbous head of his cock at the young pussy
and gasped as he made contact with its searing warmth. He let his
spongy cock-head rest just inside her coral-hued pussy lips for a
moment and then, reaching beneath her, he pulled her little cunt
tightly up to him. His rampant cock shot into her glistening slit
without any resistance and he was amazed that she could take so
much of it without screaming. He held her high and rammed deep up
into her vagina until he could feel the head of it tap the lower
walls of her pussy and she was beginning to moan loudly, but they
were not moans of pain, they were moans of pure pleasure!
Absurdly, in the middle of incestuously fucking his own
daughter, Tom was dimly aware of how many guys she must have let
fuck her in her short life to have stretched her cunt to this
extent, but he quickly dismissed all rational thoughts from his
mind ... this was no time to start thinking!
Linda was totally lost in blissful fulfillment as her
father's cock rammed home again and again. She was on the brink
of the most fantastic orgasm of her life and she was so hungry and
ready for it that she was totally unaware of anything else in the
universe.
Looking down, Tom watched his daughter's sweet cunt seeming
to suck his cock in and absorb every bit of it. He pulled her
even closer ramming his cock as far up inside her as it would go,
feeling the hot passage wrapping itself around the invading shaft
like warmly clinging butter and her moans of pleasure drove him to
try to fuck her even deeper.
Linda tried to match his thrusts with upward thrusts of her
own, but Tom was hardly aware of anything but the searing pleasure
that seemed to fill his very soul. He paused as he withdrew all
but the knob-like head of it only to plunge it back deep up inside
again.
Linda's normally angelic face was contorted with lust and her
father was stunned by the sight of it. She was hardly
recognizable as his own daughter! She seemed to be afire! Her
cunt was scorching, her eyes glazed over, and her lips drooling as
she writhed in ecstasy beneath his violent fucking.
Each time he drove his massive shaft in, Linda felt as if he
were jamming her helpless vagina up into her belly. And each time
he withdrew, it seemed to be sucking her cunt out with it. Yet,
she was in perfect accord with every lustful movement he made.
Without even realizing it, she screamed for him to give her more,
always more, of his hard, thrilling cock!
The huge, enlarged member was like a hammerhead, pounding
against the deep walls of her vagina and slamming fiery thrills
deeper into her cunt. It was sensational, all she had ever
dreamed of and more. She doubted if there would ever be another
man who could bring her to the lusty thrills that her father was
giving her, but for now, she didn't care. All that mattered was
that he give her his cum and fill her to overflowing with his hot
juices!
The lust-crazed father was reaching the crest, and he slowed
a little, looking down at his pummeling cock disappearing into his
daughter. She was insatiable! She was perfect. He prided
himself on having sired the perfect fuck!
Linda was also on the brink of cumming and as his cock hit
the bottom of her quivering cunt, she jerked wildly, her arms and
legs flailing about as though she had lost all control of them.
Her belly flattened as she sucked in huge gulps of airs, expelling
it in loud moans of joy, mumbling incoherent words of pleasure.
She stared with unseeing eyes, oblivious to her surroundings,
aware of nothing but the fact that her body was being pleasured
like she had never dreamed it would be. Her young breasts heaved,
the nipples standing taut and pink, her creamy white flesh glowing
with lustful inner fire. She was lost in a world of ecstasy as
her father rammed in and out of her clasping cunt, knowing that
they were both close ... that he and his beautiful little daughter
were going to cum together.
Linda began to jerk wildly, her pelvis dancing crazily as she
thrust upward spasmodically.
"OoooohhhhDaaaadddy! I'm cumming!" she wailed, "Fuck my
pussy! Cum inside it! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"
His daughter's love cries added fuel to the flaming lust
raging inside his loins and as her voice gurgled into a moan, he
felt his own cum rising from his bloated balls and rushed rapidly
through the shaft of his cock, demanding the expulsion that would
bring him the ultimate thrill of fucking his delicious young
daughter.
His searing cum shot from the tip of his cock as he buried it
up in her cunt and Linda's body began to jerk even more wildly as
she felt the hot sensation burning into every nerve ending of her
body. She went insane, she thought it would never end!
Tremendous earth-shattering multiple orgasms were rocketing
through her body. Her father's passion was pouring from his cock
and filling her, filling every inch of her being, filling her
every pore! She felt that the moment was the peak of her
existence, her reason for living, reason enough for dying, it had
to be the end of the world!
Their bodies seemed to blend together into one frenzied blur
of passion. His cum was flooding from her cunt in great gushes
and their lust locked bodies were saturated with the sweat of
passion and still the father continued to pump his cum into his
daughter's cunt until he was completely drained. As the last
tremors of pleasure shot through her body from her clitoris, Linda
too relaxed, and her father collapsed on top of her, gasping
desperately for breath. They both knew that the world had
disappeared, there was nothing left, nobody else existed ... there
was only the two of them, father and daughter, in paradise.
Chapter 7
Jean Stevenson sang along happily to the music of her car
radio, enjoying the beautiful day and the pleasant drive through
the mountains into town. She felt proud of herself for being able
to change her negative, worried attitude about her children's
affairs and quite certain that tonight, she and Tom would more
than make up for the past week of sexual frustration and
disappointment.
She chided herself gently for having been such a worrier, and
let her thoughts drift and wander aimlessly, feeling thoroughly
happy and at peace with the world. She noticed a fresh fruit and
vegetable stand on the side of the road and impulsively stopped,
deciding the produce there would be of a higher quality than in
the supermarket, but when she went to pay for her careful
selections she discovered that she had left her wallet at home.
Feeling silly, she apologized to the vendor and got back in
her car to turn back toward home. She was grateful to have
realized her carelessness when she did, instead of at the
supermarket, all the way into town. That would have really thrown
me off schedule, she thought as she entered the house rather
sheepishly through the back door. She hoped she wouldn't have to
confront Tom--she was embarrassed to have done anything so silly
as to take off on a shopping trip without her wallet and she
didn't want to have to explain it.
The house seemed empty and quiet at first. Remembering that
she had given Paul a few dollars earlier, she assumed her wallet
was still lying on the coffee table in the living room and walked
swiftly through the kitchen and down the hall.
Then she heard it ... the sound of Linda's voice ... moaning!
Her first thought was that the girl was in pain and the lovely
brunette quickened her step, but then something made her stop. A
muffled sound ... very definitely a masculine voice! My God, she
thought, Linda and Jerry are making love right here in the living
room! Instinctively, she started to turn away, but then,
bristling with indignation, she moved toward the living room door.
The raw nerve of them, she thought angrily, determining to put a
stop to their wanton activities.
She peered around the doorjamb, half-frightened by what she
might see, but in no way prepared for the sight that met her
incredulous eyes. Her mouth fell open in stunned horror and she
had to grip the door to keep from falling. Her mind screamed out
against what her eyes were witnessing and she stood, frozen to the
spot, unable to move. She thought she was going to be ill, that
she would scream, that she would faint, but nothing happened ...
she was absolutely paralyzed with shock! Linda was lying in the
middle of the living room, her breasts bare and her legs spread
wide ... and Tom, her own beloved husband and Linda's father, was
putting his mouth to her pussy!
When at last she regained her senses enough to move, she ran
blindly, mindlessly from the house. Her world was shattered, she
was totally devastated by the unimaginable shock of what she had
seen. Her own husband incestuously fucking his daughter! She
almost fell down the stairs in her haste to get outside into the
air where she could breathe; the walls of the house seemed to have
closed in on her, she thought she was losing her mind, that she
had been pushed over the brink into insanity.
Once in the open, she resorted to total instinct ... the
instinct of flight. She would take her son and go! They would
run as fast as they could and as far as they could. How they
would go, where they would go, never crossed her mind, only that
they leave! Her only thought was to protect her son from this
ultimate depravity, but where was he ... where was Paul! God only
knew what Linda had done to him already!
The distraught mother took off running to the only place she
knew to look for her son, the Walter's house. They lived almost a
half mile away, and Jean ran through the trees like a frightened
animal. Totally winded by the time she arrived at the sprawling
ranch-style home, she stood in the trees beside the clearing to
catch her breath and fought desperately to regain control. Her
mind was a torrent of conflicting emotions ... rage, pain, fear
and ... jealousy!
She knew the scene was etched forever on her brain. She
would never be able to erase the image of Tom with his head buried
in his daughter's pussy. She remembered how Tom's cock had probed
into her own cunt--how he had caressed her clitoris with his
fingers and fucked savagely deep into her cunt. He had told her
how good she was for him, how much he enjoyed fucking her ... how
he loved her ... and there he was doing the same thing to his
daughter! Jean was too upset to even try to control the twinge of
desire that shot through her own body.
Jean had never before seen two people perform any kind of
sexual act and the sight of Linda's writhing body as Tom licked
her cunt kept flashing vividly through her brain. She wondered
how long she had stood there watching the obscene spectacle. She
had no conception of time, but she was acutely aware of her own
arousal. Her pussy felt wet and tingling and she was helplessly
confused.
For an instant, she forgot why she was there, standing in the
woods outside the Walter's house, her hand having inadvertently
gone to her pussy. Paul, yes ... she had to protect her son ...
she had to find Paul!
Bracing herself, she made her way up the path to the front
door and pounded on it angrily. Jerry answered, wearing only his
swim trunks, and he blushed as he saw her eyes drop to the bulge
at the crotch.
"Yeah?" he said in a surly tone, eyeing the beautiful woman
and impressed by her shape.
"I'm Jean Stevenson," she snapped, almost pushing her way
into the house. "I've come for my son. Where is he?"
"Oh yeah," Jerry said, swigging at his beer and lewdly
appraising her. "Linda and Paul's mother." The tall blonde youth
wondered how anyone's mother could look so young and beautiful.
"I am Paul's mother, not Linda's," she retorted pointedly.
"Where is my son?" It was as though she were accusing Jerry of
hiding Paul from her, and he could see that she was pretty upset
over something.
"Jeeze, lady! I don't know where the hell Paul is! I'm not
his keeper, you know!
"He's probably out with your slutty sister!" Jean blurted
out without thinking.
"Now, just hold on there a minute, lady!" Jerry said,
bristling at her slurring comment regarding his sister.
"I know what's been going on here!" Jean exploded angrily.
"I know the way Linda carries on, I know!"
"You mean you know that I'm fucking Linda and Paul is fucking
my little sister?" he responded casually, trying to fight back a
lurid smile.
She became flustered at the way the young boy had used the
word so easily and she stammered, "Yes ... I mean ... no, I can't
believe Paul would ... " The idea of discussing her son having
sex seemed lewd and wrong, yet it gave her a strange thrill.
Jerry was smiling openly now, his eyes taking in her heaving
breasts and staring at the vee of her thighs.
"Come on in, Mrs. Stevenson," he offered with a trace of
sarcasm in his voice. "We've been meaning to invite you and your
husband in on the party ... matter of fact your husband's already
been initiated into our little group ... "
"What are you talking about?" she asked, wondering if he knew
about Linda and Tom, too.
"I'm talking about your husband fucking my little sister's
tits off!" he said in a flat tone, "and it seems only right that
you and I should be getting even by doing the same thing ... "
Her eyes widened and she saw that his cock was hardening
quickly, bulging out the swim trunks. She couldn't quite believe
the boy's words ... what was he saying? Had Tom seduced Cindy
too? What kind of man had she married? How could she have been
so wrong about him?
"Come on, Mrs. Stevenson ... you do to me what everyone else
is doing and we'll all be even ... we'll have some good times!"
"You're crazy!" Jean cried, yet she was fascinated by the
lewd proposal. She tried to regain her wits. "All I want to do
is get my son and leave this place, can't you understand that?"
she asked helplessly.
"You don't understand, lady!" he shot back at her. "Your
precious son and your fine upstanding husband have both fucked my
baby sister and I'm planning to get even by fucking you. Got it?
Now, I can either rape you or you can cooperate and we can both
have a good time ... any way you want suits me just fine!"
Jean's brain was reeling. She felt trapped and she stood
dead still, trying to decide what to do, trying to make sense out
of the sudden nightmare of insanity.
Jerry put his arm around her waist and led her into the
bedroom. He was already gloating over the idea of fucking Linda's
stepmother. What a deal! Mother and daughter, with the mother
almost as alluring as the daughter, and maybe even better in bed!
Jean's mind was in a frenzy. She allowed herself to be led
mutely into the bedroom. She felt she should try to resist him,
but there was a strong fascination for the boy. He was mature,
handsome and daring. And, in spite of herself, the idea of
somehow getting back at Tom and Linda both in a perverse way
excited her.
She stood awkwardly, staring at the manly young body of Jerry
Walters. Almost automatically, she took off her clothes and stood
before him, completely naked. Jerry's cock was monstrous now as
he watched her undress. She was completely under his command, and
he gasped at the beauty of her body. Her breasts looked virginal,
full and ripe, with pinkish nipples that added to the girlish
appearance of her bosom. Her stomach was flat, curving smoothly
into her crotch and he could see the moist pussy lips beneath her
dark pubic curls.
He stripped off his trunks, and Jean's nostrils flared as she
saw the size of his cock. It was almost as big as Tom's. She
looked at his muscular body, judging him to be about sixteen or
seventeen. But he had a virile maturity about him that had
already set her cunt to tingling. His penis was rigid, with the
purplish head of it swollen with desire. Jean licked her lips,
hardly aware that she wanted to take it in her mouth.
As Jerry moved closer to her she felt a jolt of sudden fear,
but she controlled it by taking command herself, much to her own
surprise.
She wanted to be in control. It just didn't seem right for a
grown woman to be manipulated by a mere youth. "Lie down on the
bed," she heard herself say. "I want to suck your cock first."
Jerry's mouth dropped open in surprise, but he quickly
stretched out on the bed, his turgid cock pointing toward the
ceiling. "I love that," he said, "but I hope there's more
afterwards."
Jean knelt down on the bed, aware of Jerry's eyes staring
hungrily at her breasts. Strangely, she felt complimented, for
there was admiration in his eyes. It was exciting to think that a
boy as young as Jerry would find her sexually attractive. His
eyes moved to the vee of her pelvis, and he shook his head in awe.
"Wow, Mrs. Stevenson, you've got a beautiful body!" he said with
respect. He looked into her eyes, almost using them to beg her to
take his cock into her beautiful mouth. His penis jerked in
anticipation, and Jean suddenly became aware of how aroused she
had become. Her pussy was moist and surges of desire for this
young man swept over her genitals and upward through her belly.
She stared at his hard, youthful cock, standing proudly, and
she envisioned it rammed deeply into her aching cunt. Soon--soon,
she told herself. She felt confident that she could satisfy his
every desire, and she was proud that she had the ability to
sexually dominate him.
Fires were burning inside her vagina, and she gently pushed
the young man back down on the bed. She leaned down then and
softly kissed the head of his cock, her lips slightly parted to
allow just a tiny part of it inside them. She felt her nipples
harden even more, and she nibbled gently at the hard, yet rubbery
head of Jerry's penis. She wanted to take his whole staff between
her lips and surround it with her warm wet mouth and lick it and
suck it until she drove him to cum in her mouth. She knew she
could wait for her own fulfillment, for she wanted his big,
forceful cock rammed deep up into her cunt, reaming her until she
felt his hot cum filling her insides.
She ran her hands up the sides of his strong young thighs and
took his balls in her hands, massaging them softly, gloating over
the way she was making him writhe and moan. She took the shaft of
his throbbing penis in one hand, and he jerked wildly as shivers
of delight ran over his body. Her cool hand ran up the length of
his whole erection, then dropped to the base of it so she could
guide it into her soft, hungry mouth.
Jean flicked out her tongue, licking his shaft starting from
the bottom and laving it lovingly to the very tip. Jerry was
afraid he would shoot his cum into the air if she kept on, and he
reached down with one hand and pushed her head closer to his cock
to indicate his need.
"I want to cum in your beautiful mouth," he gasped, sending
shivers up Jean's spine. She imagined the thick cock deep inside
her, spewing cum into her belly, and she became completely aroused
with lust for him. She wanted this young cock inside her! She
wanted to feel his youthful, eager, hard boy-cock, slamming inside
her, fucking her crazy! Their bodies were lust-mates!
The blond-haired teenager groaned as the older woman
continued licking his cock, finally using her tongue and teeth on
the swollen head of it while she caressed his balls with her other
hand. He raised his head and gazed with lust-filled eyes at her
mouth and tongue, nibbling and licking away at his cock.
"You've got to suck it!" Jerry gasped, suddenly feeling his
sperm seething up inside him. He didn't want to cum in the air.
He wanted to fill her mouth with his cum--watch her swallow every
bit of it--then lick him dry.
His crude words made her even more wanton, and she stared
lustfully at the hard rod she held in her hands. She knew she had
to have it fucking her cunt or she would go crazy! She thought it
might be even bigger than Tom's! She plunged her mouth hungrily
down over the head of it, sucking it into the wetly enveloping
cavern as hard as she could. Her tongue flicked against it and
her teeth nibbled at the glans. Jerry was almost overcome with
the magnificent sensations. He flopped back, spreading his arms
wide and he arched his hips upward to shove all of his cock down
her throat.
Her warm mouth drove his passions skyward. When Jean began
to bob her head up and down, taking more and more of it deep into
her mouth, he yelled, "Oh God ... suck it woman ... suck it all
the way into your belly!"
Jean's dark hair brushed sensuously against his stomach and
caused the muscles to tighten involuntarily. She ran her fingers
over his belly, letting her nails rake the tender flesh. She was
in her glory, feeling that his youth was completely hers to toy
with.
She sucked his twitching cock deep into her throat, feeling
her cunt tingle as her mouth was filled with his rigid fleshpole.
Without thinking, she set up a rhythmic plunging over the stiff
cock, drawing it so deep that it almost gagged her at times. But
she was so engrossed in pleasing the boy that she ignored it. She
tightened her lip pressure on his cock providing him almost total
friction as she plunged her head down to take his massive cock
deep in her throat, sucking and laving it with her tongue.
Jerry was propped up on his elbows now, unable to resist
staring at the beautiful mouth, now distorted and puffed, and she
tried to take all his tingling cock deep into her throat. She
sucked like a vacuum as she flicked her tongue wildly at the
lunging shaft and head.
The dark-haired woman sensed that he was about to cum and she
let his turgid cock almost fall from her mouth. Then she suddenly
bit down on the head of it, hard, causing him to moan with painful
pleasure. She felt sorry for him, but Jerry didn't seem to mind.
He grabbed her dark head in both hands and held her face down on
his cock while he fucked upward with his hips. He was fucking her
in the mouth, Jean realized, and she thrilled at the thought of
his coming explosion.
She was burning with desire, first to have him cum in her
mouth, then to have him shove that big beautiful cock in her
ravenous cunt and give her what she knew would be a tremendous
climax. She wanted to run her fingers into her burning slit to
relieve it, but she couldn't leave his fascinating cock and balls.
The teenaged youth was merciless now, ramming his blood-
engorged cock into her mouth while pushing her head down hard.
She didn't care. All she wanted was to feel his hot juice
squirting into her mouth. Her body was bouncing up and down with
the violence that Jerry suddenly displayed, and Jean sucked even
harder, massaging his balls fervently, trying to stimulate him
even more. She knew that he was all set to cum, and she wanted to
trigger it soon.
She lost all control in her desire to make him shoot his cum
into her mouth, as she sucked, licked and bit madly at his cock as
it plunged in and out of her mouth. Her lipstick had rubbed off
on his cock and smeared around her lips and her eyes were lust-
glazed.
All she wanted was to make him cum, her whole mind was
centered on that one burning desire. But suddenly, there was a
noise in the room, and it wasn't coming from the bed ... someone
had come in!
Chapter 8
Paul glanced over to the pretty young teenager by his side as
they walked hand in hand through the forest. They had just
finished making love on a soft bed of leaves in the bright
sunlight and Paul was feeling on top of the world. He was a lucky
guy, he mused. Cindy had grown to be a good friend as well as a
wonderful lover, and he had a sexy beautiful sister as well. Plus
a mother that was even more lovely than either of them, and a fine
new dad. What more could a guy want.
He and Cindy decided to race the rest of the way to her house
and they reached the front porch at the same time, collapsing in a
laughing breathless heap and arguing over who had won. On
entering the house they thought they were alone at first, and then
they noticed that Jerry's bedroom door was closed.
"I bet he and Linda are in there fucking," Cindy whispered.
"Now's our chance to get back at them for watching you and me that
first day!"
Paul nodded with an evil little grin, and the two of them
crept softly up the stairs. As they approached the bedroom door,
the unmistakable sounds of passionate fucking wafted through the
hall. Feeling certain that the couple inside were too involved
with fucking to notice the door being open, Paul gingerly reached
out to turn the knob. The boy and girl both peeked in through the
opening, trying hard to keep from laughing and both were stunned
by what they saw.
Paul gasped and turned pale beneath his tan as the scene
inside was revealed to him. His own mother! Crouched down like a
shameless wanton, sucking Jerry's cock! Paul made a move to rush
into the room, but Cindy stopped him. She hadn't told him about
having seduced his stepfather, agreeing with Linda that it would
only hurt him needlessly. But she couldn't resist the temptation
to share her conquest with her own brother, Jerry, and in spite of
her sympathy for Paul's distress, she couldn't suppress the faint
smile that crossed her face. That Jerry, she thought. He just
couldn't let his little sister get one up on him!
"Wait, Paul," she hissed, grabbing him by the arm. "It won't
do any good to embarrass your mother like this!" She was really
frightened by the look on his face.
Paul's mind was seething. He wanted to go in and kill Jerry,
but he had to believe what he was seeing with his own eyes. His
mother was actually enjoying sucking his swollen cock. He
suddenly realized that he was holding on to Cindy as she had
turned to stop him from entering the room. Her breasts were
pushing hard against his chest, and he became aware of his own
cock becoming hard and pushing against her pubic mound.
The girl felt his hard cock pressing into her cunt through
the skimpy material of her shorts and she was unable to resist the
urge to pull his jeans off.
Paul looked into her eyes as his cock snapped to attention
and pushed against her soft pussy hairs. Jerry was moaning as his
cock began to shoot huge amounts of cum into Paul's mother's
mouth, and the sight aroused Paul as he had never been aroused
before. Cindy quickly peeled off her clothes, then she suddenly
pulled the boy into the room where his mother was still
passionately draining her brother's cock of cum. Cindy's own
mouth watered as she watched the incredible spectacle and her hand
went down to Paul's erect cock, her fingers caressing it and
stroking to the rhythm set up by his mother's sucking on Jerry's
cock.
Paul stared at his mother's beautiful naked body, hardly
aware of Cindy's fingers. His whole body was afire with passion
that he couldn't understand as he watched his mother devouring
Jerry's cock with wild, pleasurable abandon. He couldn't take his
eyes from her sensuously writhing body. Her firm, curvaceous
buttocks reared up in the air, and he could see the black pubic
hair that covered her luscious pussy. He could also see her
pinkish-brown, puckered little anus and the sight drove him wild.
Her large, firm breasts hung down, dancing crazily beneath
her chest as she finished sucking him to orgasm. Her red,
lipstick-smeared lips eagerly enclosed his still spasming young
cock, while her tongue busily licked off every drop of semen.
Waves of jealous anger mingled with his lust as he pictured
her doing that to his stepfather, Tom. He suddenly realized that
he wanted his mother to suck his own cock like that, more than he
had ever wanted anything else on earth. He wanted her to drain
him of his cum, and then he wanted to fuck her with his painfully
throbbing cock so deep up into her pussy that he would never be
able to withdraw it. His groin ached for her. She was too
beautiful for Jerry, or even Tom Stevenson. He wanted to fuck his
mother so badly that he thought he would die if he didn't. He
looked at Cindy, his eyes begging her to help him somehow. But
Cindy was only interested in Paul's cock for the moment, and she
jerked it harder, grasping his balls with her other hand. She
wanted to fuck her own brother as badly as she knew he wanted to
fuck his mother. But to pacify herself for the moment, she bent
forward to take his cock in her mouth, unable to deny herself the
pleasure, when Paul suddenly froze into a rigid stance.
Jean had looked up from sucking Jerry's cock and was staring
wildly at her son and Jerry's sister, naked and obviously ready to
repeat the sex act she had just performed.
Her heart almost stopped. Shame flushed over her very soul,
and all she could think of was to blame Jerry. "He made me do
it," she cried in anguish.
She became aware of the sexual connotations of Paul and
Cindy's nakedness and again, her heart almost stopped. No! She
wouldn't allow it!
She saw that Cindy was stroking her son's beautiful cock and
that her eyes were glazed with passion. Worse, she saw that Paul
was not resisting. She leaped off the bed and rushed toward them,
screaming out protests.
She grabbed her son, pulling him away from Cindy, shielding
him with her body. She was trembling, and her mind seemed to be
rocking back and forth between fantasy and reality.
Cindy grinned impishly at the older woman, then walked to the
bed where her brother lay propped up, on his elbows, watching the
scene in astonishment.
"Come on, brother," she hissed. "I'll give you an encore you
won't forget!" She bent down and took her brother's now softening
cock in her hand, preparing to suck it back into erection.
"Oh my God ... " Jean breathed.
She wanted to take Paul in her arms, like when he was a baby,
and get him out of this insane asylum. But she didn't seem to be
able to move. She didn't know how to stop the Walter's children
from what they were going to do and as she watched Cindy's mouth
engulf her brother's massive young cock she was about to pass out,
yet she couldn't take her eyes away from the scene. She became
aware that her own cunt was alive with passion, and she suddenly
realized that her son's hands were caressing her own body.
Paul couldn't believe this was happening. It was as if his
every dream were being fulfilled. His mother was so soft and
lovely and she felt just like he had known she would. He ran his
hot hands over her breasts, over her buttocks, then he covered her
cunt with one hand, letting his middle finger slip inside to seek
out her clitoris. His cock grew magically, much bigger than he
thought possible, and it jumped spastically as he explored all the
secret, womanly parts of her. He took the swollen cock in his
hands and pushed the spongy head against the lips of her pussy,
feeling her pubic hair tickle him. Jean finally drew her
attention away from the sucking of Jerry's cock, and she looked
guiltily into the eyes of her son. She enjoyed what he was doing,
far beyond words. He was the epitome of all men and she wanted
him to suck her and fuck her, forever. He cupped one of her
breasts in his hand and his turgid young cock leaped at his
contact with her rigid little nipple. He wanted to take it into
his mouth, caress it with his tongue. Jean could only stare at
him. She was utterly confused, but she couldn't push him away.
He belonged there, he was her own darling baby and he was giving
her pleasure she had never dreamed possible. He was so wonderful.
He had seen her sucking another young man's cock until she made
him cum in her mouth and he wasn't angry! He loved her! She
didn't want to analyze his love, just accept it, for it was beyond
any love she had ever known. Her mind told her she should stop
this, before it was too late, but she couldn't. She was helpless
under his touch ... and her body was aching with excitement and
anticipation of what was to come.
She wanted her son fully. The distraught dark-haired mother
couldn't deny it or resist it. There was no right or wrong any
more. It was a pure case of necessity. She had to have her son's
virile young cock in her mouth ... in her cunt ... in her rectum!
She remembered Tom's philosophy about what happened between
two people who loved each other ... and she loved Paul ... loved
him more than life ... more than anything in the world! It had to
happen. They had both gone too far to stop now!
Paul lifted his face away from her breast and looked straight
into his mother's eyes. His body shook and his voice trembled as
he said hoarsely, "Mom ... I want to fuck you ... I love you ...
so very much ... I have to fuck you ... "
Jean's whole body felt an electric shock at the sound of his
words. She knew she had to make her decision now, or she would
never again know her son's love, nor would she ever be able to
live with herself. It was not a decision concerning what was
right. It was a case of sexual and mental survival. If she said
no, it would shatter the both of them. And, it wasn't difficult
to reply, for he had voiced her desires precisely.
"Oh, Paul," she said, moving closer to his body so that his
hard young cock pressed against her excitedly glistening pussy
lips. "I want you to fuck me, darling ... love me and fuck me ...
"
Paul gently lowered his mother to the floor where she lay on
her back.
Cindy was so sure that Jerry was about to cum in her mouth
that neither of them paid any attention to the mother and son on
the floor.
The young teenager suddenly felt very happy that she at last
had her brother's cock in her mouth. She never fully realized how
long she had wanted to do this, and Jerry too was thinking, why
haven't I fucked my little sister before. Think of all the years
we've wasted! Silently, he vowed to make up for all the lost time
this summer. Cindy reached down between her legs and slithered
two fingers up inside her hot pussy, playing with her clitoris
while her brother's heavily pulsing cock fucked slipperly in and
out of her mouth.
As Paul knelt down between his mother's widespread legs, Jean
suddenly had the answer to a dream ... She had always wanted this
... She felt waves of joy spreading through her being. She had
it, it was really going to happen! She was going to be fucked by
her own precious young son, Paul!
Paul looked down into her eyes, then at the full ripe mounds
of her breasts. He looked even lower, to the wet folds of her
cunt and to the pink flesh inside. Nothing in the world could be
more exciting than this. He spread her white thighs apart so he
could see even more of her enticing vagina. His massive young
cock jerked wildly as he felt his mother's cool fingers encircle
his cock shaft and guide it to the softly parted lips of her
welcoming pussy. He leaned forward, placing both hands on either
side of her shoulders, supporting himself there, allowing her to
insert the rubbery tip of his tingling cock into the steaming slit
of her pussy.
As the young boy's cock made contact with her clitoris, Jean
thought she would faint with pleasure. She had never wanted a man
to fuck her so badly before, and his muscular young body poised
above her made her feel secure and warm and loved. She arched her
hips upward and guided his thick young cock in further, then
wrapped her legs around his hips to pull him up into her more
deeply. Paul began to shove his cock up into her tight cuntal
passage, and he thrilled as he felt her shudder with delight as
his lust-swollen young hardness touched the very depths of her
hotly seething belly-walls.
The huge mushroom-shaped head of his cock seemed to spread
the inner folds of her cunt easily, and he could feel her using
the inner muscles of her hungrily enveloping cunt to engulf his
cock shaft with a voracious little sucking motion that was the
wildest sexual sensation he had ever experienced.
It was so wonderful for Jean that she wanted to cry. His
flesh was returning to the womb from which it had come.
Paul could look down from his poised position and watch his
deeply skewering cock slipping up into his mother's widespread
cunt mouth, and the sight acted to increase his pleasure even
more. How he loved her. How wonderful it would be from now on,
to be able to show his great love by sucking her pussy and fucking
her.
He pressed harder into her, loving the way she moaned with
joy and kept chanting, "Oh baby boy ... fuck mama, honey ... fuck
mama's pussy crazy ... " It excited both of them even more, and
Paul began to piston his rampant cock in and out of her moistly
heated cunt with a steady rhythm that she matched with her
upthrusting hips. Their bodies seemed to blend into one sexual
wave of desire and Paul let his whole weight down on his mother's
body. He wanted to taste those sweet lips and to suck her tongue
deep into his throat while he was fucking her.
Jerry and Cindy were on the bed, Cindy fingerfucking herself
with her buttocks flailing wildly in the air while she sucked her
brother's cock. Their moans mingled with the animal-like sounds
of Paul and Jean as the boy fucked his mother and continued to
suck her tongue greedily.
It was this scene that met the astonished eyes of Tom
Stevenson and his daughter, Linda, as they walked into the room.
As he stared in stunned disbelief at the sight of his wife
being fucked wild by her own son on the floor, while the young
Walters flailed nakedly together on the bed, Tom felt his deflated
cock start to harden again. His mind rocked with the visual
excitement of the scene. His eyes focused on Cindy's sensuously
gyrating young asscheeks. He could see her brownly-puckered
little anus clearly, and his eager cock leaped in his shorts. He
had a sudden desire to fuck his cock up into her tight little
asshole, as he had done to his wife only a few short days ago.
The desire became so strong that he couldn't resist. He moved
over to stand by her hungrily undulating young buttocks and
quickly took off his shorts.
Jean saw her husband in the room and she also saw that his
cock was already hard and ballooning now into even greater
excitement. She had totally forgotten her shock at seeing him
fucking his own daughter, nothing else mattered in the world but
the feel of her son's satisfying young cock driving up into her
needful cunt. She could hardly wait to feel his hot boy cum
spurting up into her hungry vagina, and she tried to use every
muscle and sinew in her hotly aroused pussy to give him more
pleasure. In spite of her husband being there Jean wouldn't
change these moments if she could. Paul's virile young cock
fucking deep up inside her was the most important thing in the
world to her, for she had never known such joy before ... not from
his father ... not from his stepfather ... from no one!
Cindy glanced back just as Tom wormed his extended middle
finger teasingly into her tightly puckered little anal opening.
She knew what he intended to do, and she sucked Jerry's cock in a
frenzied rush. She wanted the older man to shove his hugely
burgeoning cock deep up into her asshole and she hurried to make
her brother cum in her mouth. She played with his balls,
abandoning her own finger-fucking.
As Tom positioned himself in front of her buttocks and guided
the knob-like cock-head into her soft, excitedly flexing rectal
lips, his daughter Linda followed him over to the bed and quickly
removed her clothes. She lowered her wet pussy quickly down over
her boyfriend, Jerry's, face, and he immediately grabbed her
thighs and ran his tongue up inside her pussy. Linda spread her
cunt lips wide, helping the hotly lashing tongue to penetrate
deeper.
Cindy jerked convulsively as she felt Linda's father's
rigidly throbbing cock drive deep up into her anus. She was
slippery enough for it and it slithered easily inside her tenderly
yielding flesh. Then, groaning aloud, she almost bit her
brother's cock off as she tried to scream out in ecstasy and, in
her wild state of mind, she was flooded by masochistic desire.
She wanted more of the pleasure of his massive cock in her ass.
She wanted him to fuck up into her rear opening until he shot his
cum into her and filled her belly to the bursting with it.
Cindy felt the first drops from Jerry's young exploding cock
begin to shoot into her mouth and she gulped the hot sticky liquid
eagerly as she became aware of a new sensation taking place in her
rectum. It was as if there were millions of nerve endings buried
there, and Tom was lighting every one of them! As the full load
of cum flooded into her mouth from her brother's hotly jerking
young hardness, she gulped it down, continuing to suck his cock,
wanting to drain his balls thoroughly so there would be no further
interference with the ass-fucking she was receiving from Linda's
father's massive cock from behind.
Tom could see the blond youth laving his daughter's pussy and
the sight turned him on almost more than that of the tight little
anal passage he was fucking into. She looked beautiful,
straddling Jerry's face, her long blonde hair flailing from side
to side as she moaned out her pleasure.
Meanwhile Jean sensed that Paul was reaching his climax and
she fought to hold back her own impending orgasm so that they
could cum together in perfect harmony.
The raven-haired mother went into wild frenzy as she felt her
son give a huge lunge up into her, and she felt the first spurt of
his white hot sperm shoot into her. Her clitoris began to dance
crazily as she released all control and let her pent-up emotions
of pure lust control her very being. She couldn't hold back the
cries of joy. The pleasure was greater than she had ever
imagined, she was totally lost to it.
Tom realized that Paul and his wife were both cumming and it
drove him to greater effort. He rammed his punishing cock
recklessly up into the teenager's anus while she dropped her
brother's cock from her mouth and reached down to her crotch to
shove three fingers up into her cunt and flailed wildly at her
clitoris with the other.
Suddenly Linda's shrill voice pierced the room, "Oh, fuck
her, daddy! Fuck her in the ass good!"
Tom's deeply driving cock fucked into Cindy's rectum,
shooting fiery spurts of cum and he could feel her inner flesh
clasping tighter against this spasming cock shaft to give him even
greater pleasure. His eyes were glued to the sight of his
daughter's pussy being fucked by Jerry's tongue and he could tell
that the searing heat of her lust was consuming the entire lower
portion of her body, and she began to wag her head from side to
side.
Linda bucked wildly on Jerry's ravaging tongue like a
maddened animal, until she could take no more and finally
collapsed on her face over Jerry's satiated body. Tom's juices
were finally drained into Cindy's ass and he released his raging
climax with a loud roar as Cindy continued to reach toward her
wildly approaching orgasm with her furiously working fingers.
Both Tom and Linda turned their heads to watch Jean and Paul.
They were in the middle of a climax that was wracking their bodies
and making them seem like rutting, untamed animals. Tom had never
seen his wife this turned on and he wondered how long she had been
waiting for her son's cock. It didn't matter, he decided. His
whole world had suddenly been reduced to girls and boys, men and
women, all fucking each other completely insane.
Linda was the first to move from the bed. She slipped off
Jerry's heaving body to stand beside Paul and Jean while they held
on to each other tightly, lost in the fading thrills of orgasm
from their first mother-son fuck.
Linda smiled tenderly down at them and Jean looked up into
the young girl's eyes. Linda knelt beside them and Jean's arm
reached out to embrace her. Tears were in Jean's eyes and Linda
wiped awkwardly at her own.
Then Tom moved over to join his family, wrapping a strong
tanned arm around his beautiful blonde daughter. They all felt
the love welling up deep inside for each other as a family.
"Well," Tom said in an emotionally husky voice. "Let's go
home ... I think we should start spending some time together as a
family ... "
The four of them dressed and walked the mile home, enjoying
the soft night time coolness of the air and spent the balance of
the evening in a wild sexual orgy, forgetting moral restrictions,
thinking only of love and of all the future years they had to
enjoy it with one another ...
The End
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