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AFTER SCHOOL
When the bell finally sounded Susie Merton sighed with
relief. She liked school and she was a good student, but it had
been a long afternoon. Her pussy had started to itch during
English, and she had been squirming about in her seat all through
History. She looked up at Mr. Thompson, her history teacher,
always so proper and respectable in his blazer and flannels.
Wednesday was the only day Susie had him for her last class, and
it seemed to her that he always looked especially proper on those
days. Catching his eye turned in her direction she smiled, only to
see him flush and turn quickly away.
The other students filed out quickly. Susie lingered and
approached the teacher's desk as if to ask a question.
"Mr. Thompson, I have this problem."
"Yes, Miss Merton. What is it?"
His reply was almost choked, for he knew what was coming.
It was the same every Wednesday. The young girl set her
textbooks down on his desk and stood beside him, on the side
opposite the classroom door.
"It's this. I just can't get it into my head," Susie said, her
right hand reaching out boldly to squeeze the teacher's crotch.
Fred Thompson gasped but did not move away. She was happy to
feel that his prick was already half-erect, and jerking under her
hand. The classroom was empty though the door was still open,
but Mr. Thompson's back was turned towards the hallway and
Susie was almost completely hidden from any passers-by.
She had a firm grip on his swelling cock now, squeezing it
warmly through his impeccable flannels.
"It's just so hard to swallow something like this," she
whispered, giving it an extra squeeze. It was a lie. In fact Susie
loved to swallow her history teacher's cock, and had been
enthusiastically doing so since the second week of school. Mr.
Thompson's prick seemed just made for sucking, unlike those of
some of her other teachers. It was not too big, but it had a large
round knob on the end that fit right into Susie's mouth like a ripe,
juicy plum.
Deftly she worked his zipper down and slid her hand into his
fly. Mr. Thompson now wore boxer shorts, at least on
Wednesdays, though he hadn't at first. Susie remembered how
much trouble she had had the first time she had tried to extricate
his half-swollen cock from his pants. But this time it popped out
easily, as if eager for what was to come. More eager than its
owner it seemed. Mr. Thompson gulped noisily.
"Uh . . . Uh , the door, Miss Merton. Shouldn't we . . . ? Susie
usually gave him a chance to shut the door, but today she couldn't
wait to taste his prick, and she liked the excitement of knowing
that they might be discovered at any time.
Greedily she spread her lips over the red knob of his now
completely stiff cock, kissing it with familiar affection. Then she
began to lick at it avidly. The teacher instinctively pushed
forward with his hips and that big round morsel slipped easily
between Susie's welcoming lips. He gripped her head and began
to push it in and out of her mouth, but timidly, with short hesitant
strokes, while Susie sucked vigorously.
Footsteps echoed in the hall. Mr. Thompson froze, his cock
planted deep in Susie's mouth.
"Please, Miss Merton . . . Susan! Oh God! Someone's
coming. Stop it, please. We can't. Not here."
Frantically he tried to push the young schoolgirl away from
his crotch, but Susie would have none of it. She bit down with her
teeth--not hard enough to hurt him but firmly enough to remind
him that she could if she wanted. With her teeth pressed firmly
against the flesh of his trembling shaft, it was impossible for him
to pull its swollen knob through them. Susie was not going to
give up her lollipop no matter who was coming.
The footsteps paused at the doorway. A cheery female voice
called out:
"Good night, Fred. Working late?"
It was Miss Renwick, the principal's secretary. Susie knew that
she was trying to seduce Mr. Thompson. All the girls whispered
about it in the washroom.
Mr. Thompson turned his head, looking awkwardly over his
shoulder. His body was held in position by Susie's tenacious
mouth on his cock.
"Uh, oh, yes. Miss . . . uh . . Renwick. Some things I have to
finish up."
"You're too dedicated, Fred. You should relax and have some
fun sometime too."
Susie began to move her head slightly, rubbing her tongue
over the round head of Fred Thompson's cock, still careful not to
let him pull out. She was very excited. While she had often been
watched while she sucked or fucked, this was different because it
was secret. She could just imagine the furor that would ensue if
they were discovered. Mr. Thompson must have been imagining
the same thing, for his once-hard cock had begun to wilt in her
mouth. Susie was determined to remedy that situation and she
went to work with her tongue. Seeing that Fred Thompson, for
some strange reason, was not even going to turn and look at her,
Louise Renwick stomped off, peeved and puzzled.
As soon as she had gone Susie began sucking in earnest on
her teacher's cock. He was so dazed and frightened by their close
call that he hardly moved. But Susie didn't mind that. She was
quite willing to do all the work when it came to sex, for it seemed
to her impossible that the other person or persons could be
experiencing even a tiny fraction of the indescribable pleasure she
drew from her sexual acts. She was even grateful that men like
Mr. Thompson let her suck on their cocks almost whenever she
wanted. So, in taking her pleasure, she tried to give them as
much in return as she could, even though she knew it could not
possibly match hers.
Her tongue and lips had done their work well and now the
teacher's hips were again thrusting forward to meet her as she
plunged her mouth down his throbbing shaft. The huge knob
pushed its way into her throat, stretching it even more than men
with much larger cocks did. Susie could hardly wait to feel the
hot, sweet jets of his come spurting into her belly.
"Ohhh! Miss . . Oh my God! Susan, Ooooh! this is madness!
Anyone could come!"
Especially us, thought Susie to herself as with a final burst of
suction she brought her teacher to a tremendous climax. He
moaned and clutched her head, pulling her against him, finally
giving way to his passion as his come poured into her mouth.
Susie held his spurting cock prisoner within the velvet trap of her
mouth and gulped down every drop of that wonderful liquid. She
continued sucking gently even after it was all gone, feeling his
once proud prick shrink between her lips. Finally she let the limp
organ slip out of her mouth. Mr. Thompson quickly stuffed it
back into his pants.
"Susan, this is mad! Why are you tormenting me like this? It
can't go on this way. Not here, in the school. Why won't you
come home with me instead. Louise Renwick almost caught us
there. You should have at least waited for me to close the door. It
would have been the end. My job. My career."
"Your cock!" Susie replied, laughing and licking her lips.
"But I couldn't wait, Mr. Thompson. Every Wednesday afternoon
I get so horny thinking about your prick. Then I just have to have
it right away. Besides, maybe Miss Renwick wouldn't have been
as shocked as you think. She might even have wanted to be in my
place."
But Fred Thompson wasn't listening. The pressure in his
balls was gone and all he wanted now was to get away from the
school quickly before someone asked him what he was doing in an
empty classroom after hours with a nubile young junior-high
student. He grabbed his books and rushed for the safety of the
teachers' room, telling himself that he must put a stop to it, but
knowing that he would be there again after school next
Wednesday. It was madness but he couldn't resist what little
Susie and her talented mouth could do for him.
Susie watched him hurry away, smiling with amusement. It
was always like this, but she didn't feel offended. She had got
what she wanted from him. Her pussy still itched but she had the
delicious taste of sperm in her mouth to savor until she could find
someone to poke his prick between her legs. That wouldn't take
long, she knew; it never did.
Licking her lips one last time, Susie gathered up her books
and stepped out into the hallway, almost bumping into the janitor
who was sweeping the floor with a push broom. He was a small,
elderly man, little more than half the height of the broom. Vito
Mascalla was his name. He hardly spoke English, but three of his
children were attending university. He was a quiet little man,
gray-haired and gentle, and Susie liked him very much. She often
stopped to chat with him about his family. He frowned on seeing
a student there so late; it usually meant some prank was going to
be played. But when he recognized Susie, his face brightened and
he smiled like a delighted child.
"Oh Miss Susie. Hello. You are good?"
Very good! thought Susie, though some people might call it
bad.
"Hi, Mr. Mascalla. How's everything? Come stai?"
"Bene, bene, grazie. I mean very good. My son Rico, he just
get marry."
"I know. You told me. Last week, wasn't it? Did he go away
on a honeymoon?"
"Away? Yes, to Italy. To my village. But I got pictures of
wedding. You like to see, Miss Susie?"
"I'd love to Mr. Mascalla."
"They just downstairs. You come. I show."
He set down his broom and headed towards the stairs. Susie
followed, a bit reluctantly. She had hoped that he would have the
pictures with him. Now it would be a little longer before she
could find someone to scratch the itch in her pussy. But she was
really pleased to see the little old man so happy and she wanted to
share his joy with him.
As she followed the janitor down the two flights of stairs to
his corner in the boiler-room, Susie found herself suddenly
thinking about Vito Mascalla in quite different terms than before.
She thought of his three sons and four daughters; she remembered
that his wife had died last year. He had fathered at least seven
children. Now he was alone. He had a cock. Susie suddenly
decided that she wanted it. It surprised her that she hadn't
thought of having him fuck her already. There were very few men
in the school that she had missed, but she was sure this oversight
would soon be remedied.
They finally arrived at the little corner the janitor had fitted up
as an "office". Innumerable pictures of his family filled the wall
over the bare and rickety table that served as a desk. Beside it was
a heap of plastic garbage bags stuffed with some of the waste
paper generated by a school.
The janitor proudly pulled out a small photo album and
handed it to Susie. As she leafed through it, uttering the
appropriate admiring comments, she noted that it was already
well-thumbed. Vito Mascalla beamed with pride and joy.
"She is very beautiful, your son's wife. He is very lucky. And
your son is very handsome too. But you look best of all in your
new suit, Mr. Mascalla."
"Yes, it new. Just for wedding. How you know, Miss Susie?"
"I can see that you weren't comfortable in it. It was too tight
here, wasn't it?"
To the old man's shock and amazement, Susie--that sweet
little girl--reached out and pressed her hand over his crotch. He
tried to jump back but he was caught in front of the desk and
couldn't escape her determined hand. She maintained the
pressure, moving her fingers down until she cupped his balls. He
could hardly speak.
"Miss Susie! What you do? No! No! Not nice. Don't,
please."
"Oh, but it is nice, Mr. Mascalla. Your prick. I can feel that
it's very nice. You made all your children with it, and now your
son is using his and putting it inside his wife to make
grandchildren for you. Wouldn't you like to put it in me, too, like
you used to put it in your wife, like your son is doing right now
with his new wife? I'd like it very much, Mr. Mascalla. Won't
you do it just for me?"
She was squeezing his cock now and rubbing her hands all
over the bulge of flesh at his crotch. The poor old man was
frightened to death. Susie released her hold on his prick and
quickly pulled her T-shirt up over her head. She wore no bra.
Then she pushed her short skirt down and wriggled out of it,
making her round, young titties bounce. Only her tiny pink bikini
panties remained. In a few seconds they were on the floor on top
of the skirt.
The janitor was incredulous. Never would he have believed it.
He didn't even believe it now; it couldn't be happening. This must
all be some strange joke or dream. Such a beautiful and sweet
little girl, naked in front of him. And she had touched his cazzo,
like a putana, a whore, but she wasn't one. She was the nicest
person in the school. His confused mind couldn't reconcile these
two opposites.
"Here, Mr. Mascalla, don't these feel nice. They're only small
now, but soon they'll be bigger and you can feel them then too.
Your hands feel so good on me."
She had taken his trembling hands and pressed them against
her titties. They were not at all small, and for a thirteen-year old
girl they were remarkably full and fleshy. His hands just lay
there, unmoving, pressing against her erecting nipples. Susie
took advantage of the old man's shock to reach down and undo his
belt with her skilled and practiced fingers. Doing so pushed her
titties harder against his palms. She was pleased to feel some
resistance. He was pushing back, at least a little.
In a few seconds the old man's trousers fell to the floor. A
moment later Susie was pushing his underwear down his thighs.
His cock hung limply, still in shock, but the young girl was
delighted to see it. It was huge. Almost as fat as his arm, maybe
even thicker, even though it was still soft. It looked so strange
hanging from such a small man.
"Oh, Mr. Mascalla! It's lovely! You have such a beautiful
prick. No wonder you have such fine children. Oh, if only I'd
known I would have done this long ago. Why didn't you tell me?
Oh, if only you knew how much I love cocks like yours!"
She knelt quickly on the floor in front of the little man, took
his cock in her hands, and planted a big smacking kiss right on its
head.
"Oh no! Oh Miss Susie. Don't, please! No. Not good. Not
right. Is a sin."
Never had anything like this ever happened to him. It was
unnatural, it was sick, the very idea of kissing a cazzo. Only
putanas did that. He couldn't let this little girl do such an awful
thing, even if it did send a surge of excitement through his frail
body. But Susie paid him no attention. She wrapped her young
lips around his swelling cock-head and, under her expert oral
ministrations, his enormous organ slowly began to swell even
larger. She paused from time to time to whisper her admiration
and to talk about the children he had made with it. That seemed
to stimulate something deep inside him, for she felt his cock jerk
and throb each time she spoke, and it was always a little harder
and a little bigger when she took it back in her mouth again.
Susie couldn't wait any longer. The itch in her pussy was
turning into an unbearable ache. She just had to have this
wonderful prick inside her. With her hands tightly locked around
the shaft of the janitor's now almost gigantic cock, she pulled him
with her as she moved backwards towards the piles of garbage
bags.
"Come here! Please, Mr. Mascalla. Put your big cock in me
like you used to put it in your wife, like your son is doing to his
wife now. I want you to do it so much, Mr. Mascalla. Please give
me your cock."
She fell back onto the mattress of garbage bags, pulling his
frail body with her. His pants were still around his ankles and he
tripped and fell on top of her. Susie groaned as his giant club
slammed against her belly while his face landed on the tender
mass of her titties. She quickly reached down with one hand to
position his great tool where it would do the most good for her,
while her other arm wrapped around his neck, pressing his face
into her breast. When his cockhead was positioned at the mouth
of her hungry pussy, it seemed to sink right in, slowly and
naturally, with no effort on his part. In a moment Susie felt it
buried deep within her and she sighed in glorious contentment.
She hadn't had a cock in her pussy since her Chemistry teacher
had fucked her in the lab store-room at lunch time. She lifted her
legs and pulled the janitor's long cock even further into her,
squeezing his throbbing shaft with her caressing cunt muscles.
Then she whispered in his ear.
"Love me now, Mr. Mascalla. Love me with your prick. Fuck
me with your big cock!"
Something inside the little man's mind snapped, some bond of
restraint. Suddenly he was once more the young peasant who had
wooed and won the prettiest girl in his village. With a groan of
anguished pleasure he pulled back and began to drive his great
pole into Susie's welcoming cunt, sinking right to the balls each
time. His energy and strength amazed the young girl, and she
exploded into climax after climax as he pounded his prick into
her. He was muttering in Italian as his giant cock spoke to her
happy pussy in the international language of fucking.
Finally, with a strangled cry he slammed deep inside her and
began to spurt great jets of come into her belly, deep, so deep that
she thought it would mix with Mr. Thompson's juices still
glowing warmly at the pit of her stomach. Then the old man
collapsed on top of her, panting and sobbing into her sweaty
titties. Susie held him gently until his breathing calmed,
murmuring her appreciation in his ear.
"Oh you wonderful man! That was so nice! Your cock filled
me up so good. Now that I know how good you are I just want to
do it over and over again with you. I hope you'll let me, Mr.
Mascalla."
The bewildered janitor could say nothing. Susie gently rolled
him off of her and, as she always did, bent to lick his shrinking
cock, cleaning up their mingled juices and greedily sucking up the
last few drops of gism that still oozed from its tip.
"Miss Susie, I . . ."
"No, don't say anything, Mr. Mascalla. It was wonderful.
You did me such a big favor. I hope it was as nice for you."
She rose to her feet, naked, free, and lovely in the dim light of
the boiler-room. The old man watched her in bewildered
admiration as she dressed.
As she started to pull on her panties, she had second thoughts.
They would only get in the way, she said to herself. For a long
time her mother had been surprised at how quickly Susie's panties
seemed to disappear from the lingerie drawer. Whenever she
could, Susie liked to go without them, and she didn't always
remember to stuff them into her purse or pocket when she took
them off. And often she liked to leave them behind as souvenirs.
This she did now, draping them over Mr. Mascalla's lovely prick
before she kissed him good-bye and hurried away. She would be
back again soon to see this dear little old man with the big prick,
but now she was looking for other adventures before she had to be
home for supper.
Susie reminded herself to stop at Pop MacIntosh's variety store
before he closed. Pop carried everything in his cluttered store,
including some lingerie. Susie had an agreement with him to
supply her with panties whenever she needed them to appease her
mother's curiosity. Pop had even ordered in a whole gross of
Susie's brand of panties especially for her, but they were fast
disappearing.
While a happy and satisfied Susie climbed the stairs from the
cellar she heard voices in the hallway above.
"Just look at that broom lying there, Thompson. Marcella's
gone off and just dropped everything. I almost killed myself on
the damn thing. Have you seen him anywhere?"
"The janitor? No, I haven't. He must be downstairs."
"Well, I'm going to find him and give him a piece of my
mind. If this sort of thing happens again, I'll talk to the
Superintendent and get rid of the little bastard. You go along,
Fred, I'm going down to the boiler-room to look for him. Have a
good night."
"Good night, sir."
Susie easily recognized the voices. It was Mr. Thompson and
Mr. Cummings, the vice-principal. Susie was worried. She
certainly did not want Mr. Cummings to find the janitor half-
undressed in his corner, but above all she did not want anything
bad to happen to him, especially after what he had just done for
her. Fortunately it was the vice-principal who had tripped over
the broom. She knew exactly how to handle him.
The vice-principal started down the stairs with the abandoned
broom in his hands. He stopped when he caught sight of Susie.
"Young lady, have you seen the janitor?"
"No sir, Mr. Cummings."
"Oh, it's you, Miss Merton. I didn't recognize you."
His voice took on a curious tone. He looked back over his
shoulder to see if Fred Thompson was still there.
"Please, sir. I need to see you. It's important. It's about last
week."
George Cummings gulped nervously. He well remembered
last week. Ever since, he had been alternately kicking himself for
having been so indiscreet, or relishing the memory of what had
happened in his office. Susie had come to see him for some
reason he couldn't remember and somehow--he still wasn't sure
exactly how it had happened--he had soon found himself with his
cock inside the young girl, screwing her on his desk. Though
often tempted, it was the first time he had ever succumbed to the
seductiveness of the nubile young flesh with which he was
constantly surrounded.
But no one had ever been as nubile or seductive as Susie. He
had never seen anything like her combination of girlish innocence
and searing eroticism. Now he was really worried. What did she
have to say to him? She couldn't be pregnant; it was much too
early to know that. Maybe she had told her parents. Maybe she
was going to demand money to keep quiet about it. You never
could tell with these little bitches. But, oh it had been so sweet.
His cock surged at the thought. He stood still with countless
nameless fears running through his head, and a current of sexual
energy through his body.
Susie continued up the stairs until she was standing just a few
steps below him. Her face was right at his crotch level. For the
third time in little more than half an hour she reached out and
squeezed a man's prick through his pants.
"I want it again, sir. I want your cock in me again."
Cummings felt a surge of lust shoot through him. His cock
stiffened and he breathed a sigh of heartfelt relief at discovering
that she wasn't here to cry or complain or try to blackmail him, as
had once happened with one of his colleagues. At the same time
he looked around nervously, afraid that someone might see or
hear. Susie squeezed again at the stiffening flesh in his pants,
remembering how it had felt in her. It was thin, but oh so long,
and hard, just like a broom-handle. She looked again at the
broom he was holding, trying to imagine it inside her. Cummings
turned abruptly, still holding onto the broom.
"Not here, you hot-assed little bitch. Quick, in my office!"
Susie contentedly followed him down the hallway. Everything
had worked perfectly; Mr. Mascalla was safe for the time being
and she was going to get fucked again.
As soon as they were behind his office door, the vice-principal
set the broom down and tried to embrace her. Susie squirmed
away. She didn't even like the man--he was the school
disciplinarian--so she was certainly not going to kiss him; but she
did like his cock and would gladly kiss it. Besides, she wanted to
tease him a bit.
"I want to see it again, Mr. Cummings. I want to kiss it, too.
Your cock. Show me your cock, please, Mr. Cummings. Hurry. I
can't wait."
"Don't worry, you little cunt. You'll see it soon enough, and feel
it, too. So last week wasn't enough, eh? You want more?"
"I always want more, Mr. Cummings," said Susie sweetly and
truthfully.
Frantically Cummings began stripping off his clothes, slowing
himself down in his haste, catching his shoes in his trouser legs.
He was completely under her erotic spell again. While she
watched him struggle, Susie sat calmly in his chair, behind the
desk where he had screwed her the week before. She threw up her
skirt and spread her legs, giving him a perfect view of her dewy
pussy lips, still swollen from Mr. Mascalla's fucking. The sight
made it even more difficult for him.
"Shit! You're really going to get it, you little bitch!"
Idly, almost casually, Susie reached out and grabbed the
broom the vice-principal had leaned against the desk when they
came in. She swung it round, almost hitting him in the process,
until it lay in front of her. Then slowly, deliberately, she pulled
the end of the handle to her gleaming slit, rubbing it up and down
until it to shone with her juices, then pushing it inch by inch into
her bottomless pussy.
"Oh my! Hurry up, please, Mr. Cummings. I want your cock
in me again, not this piece of wood. I bet your cock is even harder
than this. I just know I'll love it."
Cummings could not believe his eyes. Not only was this
fuckable thirteen-year old girl actually screwing herself with a
broom handle right in front of him, but her tiny, fragile-looking
pussy easily swallowed what seemed to him an incredible length
of the hard polished wood. It should be coming out of her head,
he thought to himself as he finally stripped off his pants.
Now he was naked from the waist down, his already stiff prick
curving up from beneath his shirt-tails. It was as long and thin as
Susie had remembered, and the sight of her fucking her juicy
pussy with the broom handle had brought him to a state of
excitement he hadn't known for years.
"Come here, Sir. Let me taste it."
"Damn right, you'll taste it, little bitch. here! Suck it! Suck
my cock!"
Eagerly he stepped in front of her, awkwardly avoiding the
shuttling broom. When he saw that she wasn't going to stop
fucking herself with it, he stepped over the broom handle,
straddling it so he could get closer to her. Both of Susie's hands
were occupied with that hard pole, so she just smiled and pursed
her lips. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head forward,
pushing his cock towards her mouth. Susie eagerly opened her
lips to suck it in, licking and caressing it with her tongue until she
was sure it was as hard as could be, almost as hard as the broom
handle. Then she let go of the broom and reached up to grab at
the vice-principal's hips and pull his prick even further into her
throat. The broom-stick hung there between her thighs, still
caught up in her tight cunt, until the forces of gravity and her
clenching muscles pushed it out of her and it clattered to the floor.
As it fell Susie suddenly pulled back her head from his engorged
prong.
"Now I want to you fuck me with it, Mr. Cummings. Fuck my
behind. Push it into me hard, real hard."
"O.K. You asked for it, bitch. Get your ass up there where I
can get at it."
Susie quickly got to her feet and leaned over the edge of the
big desk, poking her adorable behind right at the wildly aroused
vice-principal. In a moment he was doing just what she asked for,
sinking his long pole deep into her pussy, still slippery and
quivering from the effects of the broom and the copious juices the
little janitor had deposited there. But it was not exactly what she
wanted.
"No. Not there, Mr. Cummings. The other place. I want to
feel your prick in my behind. Fuck me in the bum, please!"
"Fuck!" cried Mr. Cummings, looking down at his cock buried
to the balls in her cunt, and the tiny opening of her asshole just
above it. He didn't believe it. This little cunt wanted him to screw
her in the ass. He had never done such a thing, though he had
often imagined it as he watched the young students in their tight
jeans; and he had once tried it with his wife but it had hurt both of
them too much. But Susie! Susie's delicious ass! The very idea
made his cock jump deep inside her cunt. It would tear her apart.
Feeling his cock throb with renewed excitement Susie began to
fear that he might come in her pussy before she got what she
wanted.
"Quick! Hurry, please, Sir! In my ass, fuck my ass!"
"Damn fucking right, I'll fuck your ass, you little cock-teaser.
And you won't be able to sit down for a month!"
The vice-principal pulled back. His long cock seemed to take
forever to slide out of her clutching pussy lips. It took a real effort
of will on his part to pull it that last couple of inches so that it
popped out into the air again. Even Susie moaned in involuntary
distress. But her moans turned to sighs of contentment as she felt
him awkwardly placing the head of his cock at the wrinkled
brown entrance to her intestines. He couldn't believe it would go
in there, it seemed so tiny and tight, but something was driving
him to try.
"Oh my yes! That's it, sir! Now push it in me. Hard!"
"Fuck!" he cried as he shoved forward brutally, not caring
what he did to the little girl. He was too far gone with lust to
consider the consequences. His cock-head pressed painfully
against her tight little opening, sliding away along the sweaty
crack. "How do you like that, you little bitch?"
"Oh yes Sir! I like it! I love it like that! Push hard, Sir.
Push your cock into my ass! Hurry!"
Something inside him wanted to punish this little girl for
putting him in this position. Something else in him just wanted to
bury his cock as far into her ass as it would go. He held his shaft
in position and shoved forward, feeling the knob of his cock
flatten painfully against the tiny opening. But Susie squirmed her
ass and pushed back at the same time with such force that before
he quite knew what had happened, his long cock was sunk half-
way into her ass and he could feel the tight hot sheath squeezing
down on him.
He was overcome with erotic fury. Closing his eyes he pulled
back and plunged in again, grabbing her hips to help him thrust.
In a few seconds he was completely buried in her, the firm round
cheeks of her ass pressed against his belly. Frantically he pulled
his shirt aside so he could feel her flesh on his. Then he began
sawing in and out of her with great, driving strokes, overwhelmed
by the tightness and the heat and the strength with which Susie
clamped her ass muscles down on him, but even more so by the
very idea of what he was doing.
Susie squirmed back in ecstasy, loving the feeling of that long
rod slicing into her, clenching and squeezing her ass muscles,
gasping in delight as he drove into her over and over again. It
was so good. It was always so good when she had a cock in her,
no matter where. She came with a series of small explosions that
made her asshole clutch convulsively at the cock that filled it.
Cummings was so incredibly excited, and Susie's ass was much
too tight, for him to last long, and in less than two minutes he
collapsed panting onto her back. His weight pressed her titties
cruelly against his desk as his cock throbbed and squirted its load
deep into her bowels. Susie moaned and came again as she felt
him shoot, then she gently squeezed his shrinking cock in
gratitude.
When he finally recovered and pulled away, Cummings
looked down at the fragile body still spread over his desk, at the
round swell of her girlish ass, at his own stained and streaked
cock. He couldn't believe it; it couldn't have happened. But he
was even more shocked and incredulous when the young girl
turned around and smiled happily up at him, reaching out for his
now limp prick. Then she fell to her knees in front of him and
kissed the head of his cock.
"Now I want to taste it, Mr. Cummings. That was so good.
Your cock fit so nice in my behind. But it got all dirty there, so
I'm going to clean it off."
"Shit, girl! You can't! What the fuck? It's . . . that's filthy!"
"I know. That's why I like it so much!"
And she bent happily to her work. Despite his revulsion at the
thought, he could not resist. Susie licked avidly at his cock,
searching out every speck of flavor, taking it inside her warm
mouth again and washing it with her tongue. And while she
sucked and licked she spoke to him, and in those few minutes she
made him realize that she would love to let him drive his long
prick into her asshole, cunt, or mouth again, but that Mr.
Mascalla was her very dear friend, and if he lost his job she would
be so sad that she might not want to fuck the vice-principal again,
ever.
A shaken Mr. Cummings slowly pulled on his trousers again
as Susie bounced out of his office, her bare ass flashing under her
short skirt. Susie continued on out of the school. Temporarily, at
least, her itches had been scratched. Besides, she was sure that
there was no one else left in the building. It had been a nice end
to her school day. Now she had to stop by Pop's to pick up a spare
pair of panties to replace the ones she had left in the boiler-room.
Not that she would put them on, though; it was still a long walk
home, and who knew how many nice cocks she might run into--or
have run into her--on the way.
Chapter 2
Humming happily to herself, Susie pushed open the door of
MacIntosh's Gift and Variety. A little bell rang out, and three
men gathered near the counter looked up to see who had come in.
One of them, of course, was Pop MacIntosh; the other two Susie
had never seen before. One of the strangers was talking loudly
when Susie entered, waving a large cigar in the air; he was a big,
barrel-chested man in a plaid suit almost as loud as his voice. The
other was smaller and quieter, balding and bespectacled. The big
man had evidently just told a dirty joke, for he and Pops burst into
laughter while the little man grinned sheepishly. They grew
suddenly silent when they saw Susie in the doorway.
"Hi, Pops! How's business?"
"Susie! What a sight for sore eyes. I was hoping you'd drop
in today. I've been telling these gentlemen about you, and they're
very anxious to meet you."
Susie's pussy twitched delightedly at Pop's words. She knew
what "meet" meant in this case, and she was always happy to
"meet" new men. Thanks to Pop she had met a lot of men lately.
"Christ, MacIntosh! Is that her? But she's jail-bait. Just a
kid," the big man whispered to Pop, but Susie overheard and
smiled.
"Don't worry, gents," Pop whispered back, winking at Susie.
""She may be little but she's got more than enough for both of you.
But you're free to leave if you want."
"Oh no!" exclaimed the smaller one. "We'll stay. We'll stay."
The variety store business was not a good one, and Pops had
been sinking further and further into debt until he met Susie
earlier that year. One day she had gone in for some candy and
found him looking so sad that she had sat under his counter and
sucked his cock to cheer him up. She liked come much better
than candy anyway. After that she began dropping in regularly to
suck him off or to ask him to fuck her in his back room. That was
when he had begun supplying her with replacement panties; he
had actually offered her anything in the store, but she knew he
was having financial problems and refused to take anything
except the pleasure of having his cock in her.
Once she had come in and found him in the middle of a
terrible argument with a strange, hard-looking man who was
insisting that Pop pay his debts--or else. Susie had quickly
maneuvered the man into the back room and just as quickly
maneuvered his cock into her. She still remembered how cruelly
and brutally he had fucked her; she was disappointed that he had
never come back. But after that day there were many others.
Soon she was regularly satisfying Pop's creditors--and herself--in
his back room several times a week. Susie was sure that by now
Pop didn't owe anybody anything, she had taken on so many cocks
in that dusty store-room, many of them over and over again. She
suspected that now he was simply finding men who would pay
him to "meet" her. She didn't mind at all; in fact, Susie couldn't
think of a nicer arrangement. That way everybody benefited,
especially her.
Today, as she felt the eyes of the three men on her, she knew
she was in for an interesting time in the back room. She smiled
her thanks to Pop; he tried to smile back but he had no teeth so his
smile always looked like a grimace. He was a chubby, rotund
man, in his late fifties, and completely bald. But he had a nice
cock. She hoped the others did too.
"This is Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner, Susie. They're
salesmen. Mr. Harrison is in tobacco--cigars, cigarettes--and Mr.
Messner's line is candy. And this is Susie, gentlemen."
"Pleased to meet you, sir, and you too, sir."
"Now, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Pop with a
twinkle in his eye. "If it's cigars or lollipops you want, you've
come at the right time."
They all laughed, but Susie noted that the two strangers were
a little uneasy. Now that they had finally met the girl Pop had
been telling them about, they couldn't quite believe it. She
certainly didn't seem the type, yet there was something about her
that set their cocks twitching in their pants. Susie looked
pointedly at their crotches and smiled.
"Gee, I really like lollipops, but I've never tried a cigar."
"Maybe you should, eh, Susie girl," said Mr. Harrison, the big
one. "Nothing like a good big cigar to set the juices flowing, eh
Pop?" He laughed again, his eyes glued so tightly to Susie's titties
that he didn't see her lick her lips in anticipation.
"Lollipops are good, too. Don't forget that candy is dandy."
said the candy salesman.
"Well, I hope Mr. Messner will let me taste his lollipop--I bet
it's a really nice one--and I'd be happy to try your cigar, too, Mr.
Harrison, but please don't tell anyone. I'm not old enough to
smoke." Even though she rather liked this kind of teasing
conversation, Susie decided to hurry things along. "But actually,
what I came in for was . . . well, it's embarrassing. I seem to have
lost my panties again, Pop, and I need a new pair before I go
home."
The two salesmen didn't quite know how to react to this
unexpected declaration, but Pop knew how to play the game.
"Lost your panties again, Susie? That's the second time this
week and its only Wednesday. Very careless of you. But how do I
know you're telling the truth? I think you'd better show us."
Susie immediately pulled her skirt up above her waist and
spun around in front of the three men. They watched wide-eyed
as her delightfully round ass and tender, beckoning pussy flashed
by in front of them.
"Golly! She's naked!" gasped Mr. Messner, taking off his
glasses. Harrison just stared.
"Well, you certainly have lost them--or given them away,"
said Pop. At least it looks that way."
"Oh yes, Pop. They're really gone. But you don't have to
believe me, these men will tell you, won't you? Put your hands
down here and tell Pop if I'm naked or not, please, sirs."
With those words, Susie reached out and took one hand of
each salesman. Mr. Messner was short enough that she could
press his hand right against her pussy. She tugged impatiently on
an astonished Harrison's arm until he bent down and she could
press his fingers against her ass cheek. The small lollipop
salesman, immediately began moving his fingers through her
silken pussy hair. He had never felt anything like it. But
Harrison just let his hand rest on her ass cheek as if paralyzed.
Then he swore and set his cigar down on the counter, before
moving his other hand to Susie's other ass cheek.
"Yes, she is. She's naked. Oh my goodness, she's naked,
MacIntosh" stammered Mr. Messner. Harrison said nothing at
first. He simply squeezed Susie's ass in disbelief, then he burst
out with:
Christ! She is naked! I don't believe it!"
"See? I told you. No panties," laughed Susie, suddenly
spinning away from the two men.
"Well, I think I just might have some panties in the back that
will fit you, but we'll have to try them on first."
"O.K. Pop. But if they don't fit, maybe Mr. Harrison and Mr.
Messner could just put their hands back there again. They felt so
nice and warm." She suddenly burst into an uncontrollable fit of
giggles. "Boy, but we'd sure look funny walking down the street."
"I don't know about that, Susie, but I bet the guys would like
it. Lets get into the back-room and try something on."
"Christ yeah! Lead the way, MacIntosh! Come on, Messner!
Don't just stand there looking stupid. This is prime pussy!"
Pop led the way to his cluttered store-room, Susie followed
him while the other two men followed her, trying to get their
hands back onto her naked ass. She slowed to make it easier for
them.
"Oh, that's so nice. But I guess I'll have to get all undressed if
I'm going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?"
"Yes, indeed, Susie. How else could we see if they fit? But
these two gentlemen will help you, won't you boys? Help Susie
get undressed?"
Suddenly Mr. Messner--Susie had begun to think of the two
salesmen as the cigar man and the lollipop man--grabbed at the
hem of her skirt and tried to pull it down.
"Oh, golly yes! Here, let me help!"
"You have to undo the zipper first, Mr. Messner. Mr.
Harrison, could you help me with my T-shirt please?"
While the lollipop man awkwardly tried to tug her skirt down
over her hips, the cigar man let go of her ass and started to pull up
her T-shirt. Susie held her hands in the air, but Harrison stopped
pulling as soon as her T-shirt was covering her face. He was so
fascinated by her young, but full-fleshed titties and their quivering
nipples that he couldn't resist touching them, palming them.
Meanwhile Messner had finally got her skirt down around her
ankles and he was kneeling in front of her stroking her sparse but
silken pussy hair. Susie sighed happily, thrust her breasts out
against the cigar man's rough fingers, and began to jerk her hips
in response to the lollipop man's caresses. Pop was opening a
package, and suddenly spoke up.
"Here we are. These should fit. We'll just slip them on as
soon as you finish undressing her."
Harrison quickly let go of Susie's titties and finished pulling
the T-shirt over her head, wanting to get his hands back on to her
as soon as possible.
"Christ, MacIntosh! Hurry it up. This is getting interesting.
God! What a pair of tits for a kid!"
But Pop MacIntosh was in no hurry; he knew how it all would
end and he enjoyed watching these men's discomfort. He held up
a tiny pair of pink bikini panties, just a fragile wisp of cloth. In
fact they were identical to the ones Susie had left with Mr.
Mascalla because they had come out of the same box just the day
before. While the two salesmen watched impatiently Pop helped
Susie step into them and pulled them up for her, letting his stubby
hands slide appreciatively over her body as he did so.
Susie's experienced eye could see movement beneath all the
men's slacks. It was a good thing her inner itches had been so
well scratched before she left school or she would have quickly
lost patience with this game. But she knew that Pop enjoyed it,
and she knew that she would not have long to wait before the
game turned serious--and she was sure she would be the winner.
So she relaxed and enjoyed the rough and awkward but familiar
caresses Pop bestowed on her.
The panties stretched and moulded themselves to her delicious
roundness. The material cupped the slight swell of her Venus
mound so closely that the quivering pussy lips could be clearly
seen beneath the almost transparent cloth; it stretched over the
curves of her ass like a second skin. As she turned in front of the
admiring and lusting men, the bell over the front door tinkled its
unwelcome message. Pop had to go to look after his customer,
leaving Susie alone with the two very horny salesmen who were
having a very hard time keeping their hands to themselves after
the liberties they had been allowed earlier.
"I don't think that these will do. They're much too big."
"Too big?" the lollipop man asked incredulously, his eyes
almost bulging out of his head.
"Yes, much too big. Why I bet you could get your hand right
inside here at the front." She guided his trembling hand into
position right over her pussy. "There! Didn't I tell you? You can
even move your fingers around. And you, Mr. Harrison, I bet you
could get your hands inside, too, here at the back. See! You can
move it around too. Ohhh yes! Move them like that! It's so
nice."
Susie was right. It was entirely possible for both men to get
their hands in her pants. They were pressed close against her.
Once she had pushed their hands under the waistband of her
panties they were ready to take it from there.
"Oh my goodness," cried Mr. Messner as his fingers slipped
between her pussy lips and were almost sucked into her cunt. "My
God! What an ass!" grunted Mr. Harrison as he probed at her ass
crack. The material of the panties stretched incredibly but it did
not break; that was why Susie liked them so much. The lollipop
man suddenly bent down and took one of her hard little nipples in
his mouth as his finger moved in her pussy; the cigar man's hand
soon grabbed hold of the other breast and squeezed it. Susie
sighed in delight, but it was not nearly enough for her.
"Oh yes, oh my yes! Oh thank you for helping me with my
panties. But they won't do will they. I'll have to too. Ohhh yes!
Move them like that! It's so nice."
"Yes! Take them off. I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, pushing
at the offending piece of cloth.
She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands remained
on her. Mr. Messner's fingers were now digging furiously into
her cunt while Mr. Harrison was beginning to probe at her tiny
asshole. Susie reached out to either side of her, found the male
organs she was searching for, and squeezed.
"Oh my! Is this your cigar, Mr. Harrison? And I bet this is
yur lollipop, Mr. Messner. I just love to suck on lollipops. I'm
sort of an all-day sucker. And who knows? maybe I'll like the feel
of a cigar in my mouth too. Oh, your hands feel so good. Go
ahead, Mr. Harrison, you can push your fingers in there. I like
things stuck in my behind."
Susie had decided not to waste any more time. She played
these little games largely for Pop MacIntosh's sake and he wasn't
here now. Quickly her practiced hands lowered the men's zippers
and managed to extricate their half-hard cocks.
"Oh, how lovely! What a big cigar! And what a delicious
looking lollipop! I just have to taste it!"
She bent at the waist and began to suck on Mr. Messner's
juicy lollipop. It really was delicious, hard and firm in her mouth.
While she sucked she wiggled her dimpled ass in Mr. Harrison's
face. It did not take him long to get her message. He rubbed his
rapidly swelling cock through her dripping ass-crack, then with
one vigorous push he planted his big cigar deep in her pussy.
Both men had lost all inhibitions now. Mr. Messner was
driving his rigid lollipop right into her throat, holding her by the
head as he furiously fucked her face; behind her, Mr. Harrison
was frantically plunging his big cigar in and out of her devouring
cunt. Susie's tiny body was buffeted between the two men. Mr.
Harrison grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her against him as
he drove into her. Her feet were completely off the floor now; she
was supported only by the iron-hard cocks buried deep in her
mouth and cunt. When they plunged into her together, she
thought she could feel their cock-heads collide somewhere deep
inside her, and their collision set off incredible explosions in her
body. It was wonderful. She closed her eyes and clutched at Mr.
Messner's hips, trying to slide his cock even deeper into her
throat. The sensations continued to mount with every thrust, and
the explosions they set off in her grew sharper and bigger every
second.
The big cigar in her cunt exploded first, flooding her with its
juices. As his cock softened and threatened to slip out of her
pussy, Mr. Harrison lowered her gently to her knees. She did not
let go of Mr. Messner's hips, holding his lollipop between her lips
and relishing the way it thrust incessantly into her throat. The
zipper of his fly dug into her cheek as she strained to swallow the
entire length of his cock into her tightly constricted throat, but the
little bit of pain only added to her pleasure. Finally he too could
hold out no longer and Susie found herself eagerly swallowing
gob after gob of sweet lollipop juice.
When she had drained every drop from Mr. Messner's
lollipop, Susie, as usual, turned to Mr. Reynold's limp cigar and
took it into her mouth to lick clean of their mingled juices. She
was still cradling it lovingly between her lips when Pop came
hurrying back.
"You've started without me! That's not fair! But isn't Susie a
lovely little girl?"
"Christ! What a cunt! And what a mouth!" grunted Mr.
Harrison as Susie finished licking up the drops of come that clung
to the hairs of his balls. "Oh my goodness! I've never felt
anything like it," said Mr. Messner,, watching in hypnotic
fascination as the mouth that had just sucked him off worked over
his colleague's limp prick. At last Susie let go of the salesman's
cigar and looked over impatiently at Pop.
"I just couldn't wait, Pop. I didn't mean to forget you. How
could I? Hurry and get undressed and let's do it like we did on
Monday. I ate Mr. Messner's lollipop and had Mr. Harrison's
cigar in me. Now I want Pop's popsicle!"
Even as she spoke the old store-keeper was quickly undressing
until all he wore was an old and yellowed undershirt that barely
covered his protruding belly, and certainly didn't conceal his
protruding cock, a surprisingly sturdy tool.
Pop MacIntosh and Susie worked together like a well-
practiced team--which they were. Pop hurriedly pulled out an old
blanket and sat on the floor. Susie crouched between his legs and
licked lovingly at his cock until it was hard and erect. Then Pop
lay back on the blanket while Susie clambered over his body, set
his cock at the entrance to her pussy, and slowly sank down onto
it until her ass was pressed tightly against his belly. Then she
began to bounce. Up and down. In and out. Faster and faster she
moved on the shop-keeper's throbbing pole. Her eyes were closed
and her mouth hung open, releasing strange whimpers of pleasure
as orgasm overtook her.
But Pop's cock stayed hard in her cunt and Susie did not stop
moving. The sensations in her belly built quickly to new peaks as
she slid up and down, screwing her ass around the pole she so
happily impaled herself on. She was beginning a climb to a
gigantic climax when she turned to the two watching salesmen
and called to them to come closer. Without breaking her rhythm
she reached out and grasped their reawakening cocks. The two
men stood, one on each side of Pop's head, their cocks pointing
straight towards Susie. Moaning in pleasure, she pulled them
even closer and bent her head forward until her lips were able to
close around the head of the Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop. She
sucked avidly for a few seconds, then let go and stuffed Mr.
Harrison's big cigar into her mouth.
Up and down she bounced on Pop's cock, clutching at first one
salesman's balls, then the other's, as she sucked on their cocks.
But her excitement and passion only went up. With Pop's fat pole
stuffed into her cunt and two juicy pricks for her mouth to feast
upon, Susie was in heaven. Hungry for all the cock she could
swallow she tried to pull both salesmen's pricks into her mouth at
the same time. Four hands tangled in her hair and pulled her
head forward as her lips stretched wider than ever before. Then
they were in her.
"Christ!" groaned Mr. Harrison; "Golly!" exclaimed Mr.
Messner. They each tried to push their cocks deeper into her
mouth but there simply wasn't room. For Susie the sensation was
so intense, the feeling of being completely stuffed with cock so
strong that her quivering body went over the edge again, and this
time her convulsing cunt took Pop with her. He cried out and
clutched at her hips as his prick began to spurt deep within her
belly. Susie had to let the two salesmen's cocks pop free from her
mouth. They were swelling too quickly. She collapsed onto Pop's
chest, panting and whimpering as the convulsions of her orgasm
shook her slender body. When she had stopped trembling she
began to whisper her gratitude to the old man, nuzzling at his
grizzled chest hair while he stroked her head. The two salesmen
stood there, their cocks sticking out grotesquely in front of them,
watching the old man and the young girl, desperately wanting to
plunge their cocks back into her.
After a few seconds Susie lifted her head. The two men were
now both fiercely erect. Susie's eyes glowed with anticipation as
she looked at the hard flesh poking out from their pants.
"Oh goodie! My lollipop and my cigar are back. I want you
both again. But you have too many clothes on."
She gently disengaged herself from Pop, bending to plant a
big kiss on the end of his cock, licking up the come that still
dribbled from it. The two men hurriedly stripped off their clothes
and pressed close to Susie, reaching out to touch and squeeze her
flesh. Susie grabbed Mr. Messner's lollipop and pulled him to the
blanket where Pop was sitting watching. Then she pushed him
down so that he was facing Pop and made him lie back on the
floor. Before he quite realized what was happening she was
straddling the candy salesman, her back to his head, letting her
pussy sink down onto his hard cock, just as she had on Pop's only
moments before.
"Oh my, yes! I just love your lollipop in my honeypot! Now
all I need is your big cigar, Mr. Harrison."
Harrison tried to push his way in front of her so she could
suck his cock but Pop was sitting there, smiling like an inscrutable
Buddha and he wouldn't move. The salesman was going to push
the old man out of the way when Susie asked him to wait. Then
she bent forward, still firmly planted on Mr. Messner's spike, so
that her face fell towards Pop's lap. The old man grasped her
head and pulled it against his limp and sticky prick. Susie
sensuously rubbed her cheek over his cock and balls, purring
almost like a kitten. Messner began trying to move his cock in
her tightly clasping cunt.
"Your cigar now, please! Let me have your cigar. Put it in
me. In my bum!"
Pop lay back and Susie pressed her face against his crotch.
Her ass was in the air and the tobacco salesman could see her cunt
lips stretched tightly around the other salesman's cock. Above it
was the tiny winking eye of her asshole. He couldn't believe that
she meant him to fuck her there but there was nowhere else and
his hard cock was demanding satisfaction.
Susie had opened her mouth and swallowed almost all of Pop's
limp and resting cock. The old man clutched her head. Her ass
moved, spiraling round on the hard shaft that filled her cunt. It
was driving Harrison frantic as he stared at her tiny asshole. His
cock leaped at the thought of penetrating it, but surely it was
impossible. Impatiently Susie lifted her head from Pop's tasty
prick and cried out, almost moaning in passion.
"Please, put it in me, Mr. Harrison. In my ass. Fuck me in
the ass with your big cigar."
She began nursing on the old man's cock again, trying to hold
her ass still, but the twitching lollipop in her pussy made her want
to move, to screw herself furiously on it. She moaned in pleasure
around Pop's cock when she felt Harrison's rough hands clutching
at her ass. It was all too much for him to take. If she wanted to
be fucked in the ass, he was going to do it, no matter what it did to
her. Stepping over his colleague's prostrate body, he dug his
fingers into her ass cheeks and held her still as he shoved his hard
and demanding prick into her ass crack. Muttering and cursing
he poked at her asshole, feeling himself slide away each time until
finally he hit the tiny opening and the head of his cock popped
magically inside the tight anal ring. He almost roared with
passion as Susie's clamped down on him. She, too, cried out in
pleasure but Pop's cock was already swelling again in her throat
and only a muffled groan emerged.
Blind with lust, the cigar man clutched painfully at Susie's ass
and began to push his cock into her bowels. He couldn't believe
that he was inside her, yet he could feel his cock sink further and
further into her ass on each thrust. He could feel the pressure of
the cock in her cunt, and Susie could feel both hard muscles
throbbing inside her, sending delicious sensations of fullness
through her.
"All the way! Push it in me all the way. I want all your
cocks. Oh I can feel you both! Isn't it wonderful. You're both so
deep in me"
At last Harrison had sunk the full length of his big cigar into
her ass. The two men filled her lower passages with their
engorged flesh. Susie began to move, writhing and twisting her
ass, feeling the hard cocks move inside her, rubbing against each
other. The two men had to move too. Beneath her, Mr. Messner
strained to lift his hips and push his cock deeper into her pussy;
behind her, Mr. Harrison could plunge easily into her ass. And in
front of her she had Pop's delicious meat to suck on. Susie felt as
if she were in heaven. Every motion of their hard cocks sent
waves of pleasure through her, and they kept moving. All three
men had just come in her moments before, so despite Susie's
erotic charms it was a long time before they were ready to render
up another liquid homage to her.
She came again and again. She was stuffed to bursting with
hard cock. It was wonderful. It should never stop. By now, Pop's
cock was hard in her mouth as well, pushing its way into her
throat. After one immensely satisfying orgasm that shook her
whole body, Susie suddenly stopped moving. Mr. Harrison
continued plowing his fat cigar into her asshole, but with a neat
flip of her hips, Susie dislodged him and quickly pulled her cunt
off of Mr. Messner's solid spike. Both men burst into complaint
and grabbed at her, their red and raging cocks bobbing in the air.
Susie felt incredibly empty, but she wanted a change. And
besides, the men were getting too close to coming and she didn't
want to finish yet. They needed a change of pace.
"Wait, please. Just a minute. I want to do it another way.
Please."
Harrison just grunted impatiently and tried to grab her ass
again; he wanted back in that tight, hot hole. Messner lay there
looking bewildered, his long red cock waving in the air. But Pop
just smiled a big happy grin and lay back watching, knowing
Susie would look after them all. She turned her back on him and
squatted over his prick.
"Your cock, Pop! Put it in my asshole, please."
Pop took his rigid organ between two fingers and pointed it
directly at Susie's recently vacated asshole. She felt it press
against her and bent her knees, sitting down on it. The two
salesmen watched in fascination as that tiny opening easily
swallowed up the fat head of the old man's cock. Susie sighed
with contentment and relaxed her knees, letting all her weight rest
on Pop's hard spike, moaning as she felt it sink deep into her ass.
Then she lay back on the old man's flabby chest. He reached
around and seized her titties to hold her in place. Her cunt was
now exposed.
"Now your lollipop, Mr. Messner. Fuck me with your
lollipop. Fuck me hard!"
Messner quickly scrambled to his feet and knelt in front of her
so he could plunge his eager cock back into that incredible pussy.
This time he was on top and could move freely. He drove into her
wildly and enthusiastically while Susie encouraged him with cries
of passion. But Harrison couldn't stand being left out. He roared
his disapproval and tried to pull the smaller man off of Susie's
body until she stopped him by gasping out:
"Oh no, Mr. Harrison. I want you too, I want your big cigar
in my mouth. I want you to fuck my face with it. Come here,
please."
Harrison let go of the lollipop man who continued banging
away frantically at Susie's pussy. He looked down at his prick,
remembering that it had just come out of her asshole. But she
cried out again and urged him to hurry. Her head hung back over
Pop's shoulder, so he knelt behind her, trying to get into position
to feed her his cock.
Susie reached back blindly and caught it in her hand, pulling him
right into her mouth and beginning to suck, savoring the strong
taste and pungent odor her asshole had left on him. He clutched at
her head and began pushing his cigar in and out of her clasping
lips. With her head bent back, he had clear access to her throat
and soon his fat cock was pushing right into that narrow tunnel.
He gasped in pleasure as he felt it squeeze down on his cockhead.
It seemed even tighter than her asshole, and Susie's moans and
cries of pleasure, muffled by his fat cock in her throat, sent
strange vibrations through his flesh that made him plunge even
harder into her.
Once again Susie was wonderfully filled in all three holes
with hard cock. And once again her pleasure soared with every
plunge they took into her mouth and cunt. Pop's stiff prick in her
asshole was the one fixed point in her paroxysms of pleasure.
From either end, her other two fuckers drove fiercely into her,
even more vigorously than before.
The brief rest had done them good--increased their eagerness,
yet taken the edge off their arousal. They continued to plunge into
her for a long, long time. Sometimes one would stop for a while
to catch his breath, but there was always at least one stiff prick
pounding into her. As she exploded into orgasm after orgasm,
Susie writhed on Pop MacIntosh's impaling pole, making it move
deliciously in her asshole and making the old man clutch fiercely
at her titties. Susie lost all sense of time and place, so intense
were the convulsive spasms that shook her body. Then she felt
first one, then the other two pricks begin to spurt into her at
almost the same time, and the feel of all that come pouring into
her triggered an orgasm that almost made her black out, but she
did not want to lose one bit of the overwhelming sensations. She
was awash in come and she loved it.
The four bodies collapsed into a tangled, heaving mass on the
blanket. The men were panting in exhaustion. They could hardly
move. With a stab of disappointment Susie felt the dwindling
pricks slip out of her cunt and asshole. She continued to suck on
the prick in her mouth until there was nothing more to be had
from it. Then, carefully extricating herself from the pile of
bodies, she found the other two cocks that had just shot in her and
began licking each of them clean, reveling in their distinctive
tastes. When she finally stopped and got to her feet, the men were
still in no condition to do anything. But Susie felt invigorated and
ready for more.
"Gee, that was wonderful! I hope you liked it. You were
really all so good to me, giving me your lollipop and your cigar.
Thank you, Mr. Messner. Thank you, Mr. Harrison. I hope you
come back again real soon. I'd love to stay and suck you until you
got hard again, but it's getting late, and I've got to go. But oh boy,
was it ever good! And thank you too, Pop, for introducing me to
Mr. Messner and Mr. Harrison. I'm always happy to meet men
like them. I'll see you tomorrow after school."
All the time she was speaking, Susie was slipping into her
skirt and T-shirt and stepping into her sandals. The men watched
her in a daze. She really would have liked to suck them up into
erection again, but she knew that their cocks and balls were
completely depleted, and it might take forever. She still had time
for other adventures before she had to be home, and she didn't
want to waste the time. She carefully knelt beside them and gave
each of their cocks a big kiss, before jumping to her feet and
slipping out the back door. She left the panties behind. One of
the men might want them for a souvenir, and besides, she did not
want to be bothered by them just yet. She would come back
tomorrow and suck Pop off in exchange for another pair.
Susie felt wonderfully alive and exhilarated. Life was so good
to her, planting hard horny pricks in her path no matter where she
went. She had had a lovely visit with Pop, and she had been
totally filled with cock and with come. It had been lovely, but she
was still ready for more. And home was still blocks away.
Chapter 3
Susie whistled gaily as she walked down the street. Her hips
swung in an instinctive fucking rhythm that no man could ignore.
Many of those who turned to follow her tantalizing ass were
rewarded with a glimpse of gleaming white flesh as her short skirt
was caught by a passing breeze.
The aftertaste of come was still strong in her mouth and Susie
relished it. But the male juices she had swallowed had only
satisfied one very special kind of thirst; all her activity had
generated another. So, when she passed the Deluxe Luncheonette
and old Mrs. Vastos waved to her through the window, Susie
decided to stop for a soft drink. She hadn't been in the restaurant
for a long time and wanted to say hello to the elderly Greek couple
who ran it.
"Hi, Mrs. Vastos! Hi, Mr. Vastos! How are you?"
"Why, Miss Susie! Hello! Long time you no come here."
"Oh, I've been very busy. Starting Junior High and all." The
"all" was, of course, sex. Since her introduction to it that summer,
Susie had had to forego many of her old habits and activities. One
of them had been stopping in at the Deluxe after school. Now she
did other things after school.
"You in Junior High already? My, you grow up fast. You
look real good, too, Miss Susie. Theo, come see. Here Miss Susie
to say hello."
"I just dropped in for a coke."
"A coke. O.K. You sit down. Theo, take Miss Susie a coke."
Susie sat at a booth in the back of the restaurant. The vinyl
banquette felt cold and sticky on her bare skin. She tried to
spread her skirt demurely over her knees. Theo Vastos brought
the drink she had ordered. He was Mrs. Vastos's husband. Both
of them were in their seventies. The restaurant was mainly run by
their sons, but at least part of every day, when business was slow,
Mrs. Vastos sat behind the cash register and Mr. Vastos wiped
half-heartedly at the tables.
After he set the coke down, Theo Vastos stopped to chat with
her in his careful but awkward and limited English. He made
Susie think of Mr. Marcella, the school janitor, which brought
immediately to her mind the janitor's immense and still vigorous
cock, despite its age. The memory of how he had fucked her in
the boiler-room just an hour before started up a new itch in her
pussy and she automatically looked down at Mr. Vastos's crotch.
She was surprised at what she saw.
"Why Mr. Vastos, your fly is undone. Your zipper."
The old man looked down in confusion. He had indeed forgot
to do up his fly when he last came from the toilet. It was so hard
to remember everything these days. Hastily he tried to pull it up,
but in his hurry he somehow got it stuck. His pulling and tugging
only made things worse.
"It's stuck, Mr. Vastos. Don't pull so hard. Here, let me see if
I can fix it."
Susie bent forward, her face only inches from the old man's
open fly, and pushed and pulled at the zipper to no avail. Despite
her extensive experience with men's zippers, she could not make it
move.
But something else did move. Susie became aware of
movement inside the old man's pants. Her hands were already at
his open fly, and nothing in the world could have stopped them
from slipping inside on a voyage of discovery. It was madness,
here in the restaurant with his wife just a few feet away. However,
Mr. Vastos was standing with his back to the cash-register, facing
Susie, and no one else could see exactly what was happening.
Susie's hands found and instinctively began fondling the Told
man's hidden cock. Mr. Vastos was silent. She was surprised that
he accepted her actions so naturally, surprised and delighted. The
restaurant was empty and Susie was not used to stopping once she
got a cock in her hands. Carefully she extricated the twitching
organ from its confines and pulled it out into the open. Mr.
Vastos's cock was the youngest thing about him. Susie marvelled
at its soft, fresh skin, and its rapidly growing length and hardness
as she caressed it with her gentle but knowing hands. She looked
up at the old man and whispered, hoping his wife could not hear:
"Oh, Mr. Vastos! It's so nice. I hope you don't mind but I just
had to see it. I couldn't help it."
She had eyes only for that lovely thing, and she was about to
lean forward and kiss it when her reverie was rudely interrupted.
"Papa! What you take so long for? You bothering Miss
Susie?"
It was Mrs. Vastos. She had left her cash-register and was
hobbling painfully on her arthritis-ridden legs towards the back of
the restaurant. Susie frantically tried to push the old man's prick
back into his pants, but her caresses had had their effect and it
was now too long, too hard. Mr. Vastos didn't seem to be worried
that his wife might discover him like this, his cock poking out of
his pants right in front of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl.
"Oh! So that what going on. But maybe Susie no like. You
ask her first, Theo?"
"My zipper, Mama. My zipper stuck. Won't go up. Miss
Susie help."
"Funny helping. Zipper no go up but something else do. So,
you like, Susie? I thought so all the time, but you so young I
wonder. Me, I like too when I your age. My Theo, he have nice
schlong, you no think?"
Susie had never heard the word "schlong" before, but she
knew exactly what Mrs. Vastos was talking about. Once she got
over her amazement she stopped trying to hide the wonderful tool,
but she felt she should at least let go of it. Mrs. Vastos had a very
unusual attitude but Susie didn't know how far it would extend.
Looking was one thing, touching might be quite another. The old
man's long, youthful cock stood there, poking straight out from
his fly, and all three of them looked at it with admiration.
"You're not angry then, Mrs. Vastos? I mean me touching
your husband. It was me who did it, not Mr. Vastos. It was all
my fault."
"Fault, schmalt. No fault. Theo really proud of his schlong.
Like to show it to the girls. But that's nothing. You should see
our sons. Great big. Like this."
Mrs. Vastos stretched her hands several feet apart. Susie
knew she was exaggerating, but just the thought of two sons with
pricks even bigger than their father's was enough to make her
pussy Tache with sudden want.
"It's a very nice prick, uh, I mean schlong. You have every
right to be proud, Mr. Vastos. At your age, too."
"Poor Theo. He stuck with it now. I no bother with that stuff
any more, but Theo, he still like it."
Mr. Vastos looked imploringly at Susie, then down at his
slightly wilting erection. She reached out tentatively and touched
his cock. His wife said nothing. Emboldened, Susie wrapped her
fingers around it, feeling it throb against her hand. Then she
started moving her hand up and down its length. She looked over
at Mrs. Vastos who was smiling happily as she watched Susie's
fingers move on her husband's cock.
"Is it all right, Mrs. Vastos? I can't help it, it's so nice. I
just
have to touch it."
"Sure, Miss Susie. You go right ahead. I remember what it
used to be like. It long time since Theo have any fun like that."
"Ah, yes, nice, nice, Miss Susie. Oh yes! Since Anastasia
gone, no more," the old man sighed.
While continuing to pump his hard prick Susie looked
inquiringly at Mrs. Vastos.
"Anastasia. She our daughter. Long time she used to play
with Theo's schlong. Then she get married, but she still come
back see us sometime and play with schlong. Now she have little
girl and not come so much. Poor Theo! He not come much
neither no more." Mrs. Vastos laughed heartily at her own joke
and even Susie had to smile. "You make him come, Miss Susie?
It been long time for him. I get towel. No one in restaurant now.
Anyway, I close."
Susie pumped steadily, her head awhirl with all she had
heard. Her mouth watered at the sight of the old man's glowing
cockhead above her fist. It was getting ready to shoot, she could
tell. It would be such a waste to spill it all into a towel.
"Mrs. Vastos . . . is it all right . . . I mean . . . can I use my
mouth? Then you won't need a towel."
"Oh, Susie! You like do that? Me too, long time ago. Not
now. Not even Anastasia do that. I watch. You go head."
And Susie gladly went "head". Her luscious lips swooped
down over the tip of Mr. Vastos's cock and began to suck. Mrs.
Vastos clapped her hands in glee. Susie's hands continued to
pump up and down on the long shaft while her mouth engulfed
the head. She swept her tongue over the crown, tasting the first
drops of fluid that were beginning to leak out.
"Oh, Miss Susie! Susie! Oh, good, good, good! More than
'tasia."
The old man babbled in a mixture of Greek and English.
Susie didn't always understand what he was saying, but she
certainly understood what his cock was saying to her mouth.
Unwrapping her fingers from his cock-shaft, she clutched at his
frail hips and pulled him towards her until his prick was pushing
deep into her throat. Then she pushed him slowly back, keeping
her lips locked on his throbbing shaft. When she pulled him back
into her, swallowing an extra inch of cock this time, he quickly
understood what she wanted and began thrusting in and out of her
mouth in long gentle strokes while his wife watched and beamed
her approval. Even though she wasn't interested in "that"
anymore, she was pleased to see that her husband's "schlong"
could still appeal to even such a young and sexy girl as Susie. It
made her remember that she hadn't been much older than thirteen
when she married him.
Mrs. Vastos watched happily as her seventy-five year old
husband pumped his cock, his schlong, between the clinging lips
of a thirteen-year old schoolgirl in broad daylight, almost in the
middle of their family restaurant. She was even happier when she
saw her husband close his eyes and begin to shake and clutch at
Susie's bobbing head. She watched in fascination the way the
young girl's throat muscles worked as she swallowed the long
pent-up load that the poor, sex-starved old man shot into her
mouth.
Susie continued to suck gently on the old man's cock for a
long time. She couldn't get over how young and vital it still felt in
her mouth, and how much juice it had spurted into her stomach.
When at last she pulled her lips from the shrunken organ, a drop
of gism hung from her lip. Mrs. Vastos stretched out a motherly
hand and wiped it away; then she presented her finger to Susie to
lick clean.
"Oh, that was so good, Mr. Vastos! And you came so much!
I didn't think I'd be able to swallow it all. Gallons and gallons.
I'd be happy to play with your schlong anytime if your daughter
Anastasia doesn't want to any more. You just tell me when. It's
so delicious."
"Hah! Theo's got nice schlong all right. But you should see
my sons, Miss Susie. Big like this! And fat. Not old and skinny
like his."
"I thank you, Miss Susie. Your mouth so good. But Mama
right. Both our boys got big schlong. Like father," said Mr.
Vastos with paternal pride. In a burst of enthusiasm and affection
Susie jumped to her feet to wrap her arms around Mr. Vastos's
neck and planted a big kiss on his surprised lips. Mrs. Vastos
grabbed her arm.
"Hey! What you do? Theo my husband. You no kiss him
like that. Not right, Miss Susie. You don't do again, please."
A bewildered Susie let her arms drop from the old man's neck.
It was all right for her to suck Mr. Vastos's cock in public and
swallow his come, but she was not to kiss him on the lips. She
didn't really understand, but she was happy to go along with the
rules as long as she was free to suck his cock. Her pussy was
beginning to itch again. Visions of the Vastos boys with their
legendary cocks, big like this, floated through her head.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Vastos. I didn't mean anything. It's just that
you have such a nice husband. And . . . uh . . . Mrs. Vastos . . . ?"
"Yes, Miss Susie?"
"I bet your sons are nice, too. Do you think I could meet your
schl . . . I mean your sons, someday?"
"Oh sure, Miss Susie. You like big schlongs, you gonna really
like my sons. You meet right now. Steve and Chris, they in the
kitchen now. You come with me. You come too, Theo."
The three of them went through a swinging door into the
small kitchen. Two fat, middle-aged men were sitting on chairs
smoking. They both jumped to their feet and put out their
cigarettes when they saw their mother appear.
"Boys, boys. I told you million timers, you no smoke in
kitchen. But I want for you to meet Miss Susie. Susie, these my
sons, Christopher and Stephen."
Susie politely shook their hands, hoping she would soon have
her hands on other parts of them. Both men wore T-shirts and
dirty white trousers. They also wore aprons which frustrated
Susie's attempts to catch a glimpse of their famous schlongs.
The two men stared curiously at the young girl. Of course,
they had seen her before around the restaurant, but they were
puzzled that their mother had brought her back to the kitchen.
However, they were quite happy to have her lovely young body to
look at. As Theo Vastos moved past Susie to stand beside his
wife, Chris caught sight of his gaping fly. "Papa," he whispered.
"Your zipper!"
"It stuck. It no go up," the old man replied in a normal voice.
"Stuck, schmuck. Don't worry so much Christopher. Your
Papa just been showing Miss Susie his schlong. She like very
much. Even eat right up, just like a hot dog. Now she want to see
you and Steve. Show her your schlongses, both of you."
Chris and Steve Vastos were shocked speechless. They looked
in bewilderment from the sweet, sexy schoolgirl to their grinning
father's open trouser front, to their mother's happy face. Her
words slowly sank in. They convinced themselves that she had, in
fact, said it, but they did not know how to react. They knew
enough of their mother's ideas to accept her words and, since
Susie did not express any shock or outrage, they began to think
that it might even be true, no matter how unbelievable. Their eyes
fixed on hers. She smiled warmly, enjoying their confusion as she
hoped to soon be enjoying their cocks.
"Your mother has told me so much about you, I just had to see
them . . . I mean you. She says your pricks are even nicer than
your Dad's, and his is really nice. I'd really like to see yours, too.
Won't you please show me?"
"Go on, boys. I know you both got nice big schlongs. Show
them to Miss Susie. She like schlongs like I used to. Go on,
hurry up. Miss Susie not got all night."
The two men looked at each other, then slowly put down their
cigarettes and began to fumble with the knots of their apron
strings. They threw off the white aprons, but they could not bring
themselves to go any further. Susie saw their hesitation.
"Mrs. Vastos? Can I do it? Can I open their pants? Do you
think they'll mind?" she asked impatiently.
"My boys too shy. Sure, you go head. They no mind, do you
boys?"
The two men simply shook their heads as Susie quickly and
happily approached them. First she stroked and fondled the
crotches of their stained white trousers. Yes, she could feel the
heavy, swollen flesh. Immediately her tiny hands went to work on
their belts, while the two men stood almost petrified. In a
moment their pants were open and Susie's hands were foraging in
their underwear.
"Oh my! They really do feel nice, Mrs. Vastos. Oh! I can
feel yours move, Mr. Christopher. Do you like me touching you.
Oh, and now yours too, Mr. Steve. Oh, I want to see them, but I
can't get them out like this."
The touch of her hands on the bare flesh of their cocks, on top
of everything else, had excited them to such an extent that even
Susie's practiced hands could not pull the swelling poles through
the openings in their jockey shorts. While Mrs. Vastos nodded in
approval, and the two men began gasping with pleasure, Susie
pushed their pants and underwear down around their knees. She
exclaimed in delight when she looked up. Mrs. Vastos was right;
they were indeed "big like this" and so very fat.
In Susie's brief but very crowded experience with men's cocks
she had seldom seen bigger--and these weren't even fully erect yet.
Susie remedied that deficiency in a hurry. She stood in front of
the two men and fondled each one with one hand, a dreamy look
on her face as she imagined how their schlongs would feel inside
of her. Then she bent down to inspect the marvelous organs more
closely, to inhale their scent and, after a furtive glance towards the
boys' mother, to plant a big kiss on the head of each cock. The
men gasped and stiffened in disbelief. When Mrs. Vlastos said
nothing, Susie let herself go and spread wide her lips to swallow
the head of Steve's cock.
However, in bending over, Susie revealed that she was panty-
less under her skirt. Hardly anyone was looking, so fascinated
were they all by the contrast between Susie's tiny hands and
delicate lips and those huge, bloated pieces of male meat. But old
Theo Vastos was trying to get a better view of Susie's lips on his
sons' cocks when he noticed the naked flesh beneath her skirt.
The sight of those sweet, round globes stopped him in his tracks.
His eyes brightened. While Susie fondled and kissed his sons'
schlongs, he reached out to grab at her ass.
Mrs. Vlastos did not see because she had quickly turned and
hurried to a wall telephone. She dialed almost blindly, her proud,
maternal eyes fixed on little Susie's attempt to get one of those
great schlongs inside her mouth.
"Hello, George. That you? Mama here. George, you come
right way to kitchen. Yes, restaurant. No, I no tell you. A
surprise. You come quick." She hung up abruptly and settled into
one of the chairs vacated by her sons to watch her family enjoy
themselves.
"Old Theo Vastos now had his finger in Susie's pussy while
her lips were stretched tightly around the bulbous knob of Steve's
cock-head. Suddenly the old man plunged his finger deep into her
cunt and pressed his thumb against her asshole. Susie jumped
forward--from surprise and delight, not pain--and Steve's great
knob popped into her mouth just as the old man's thumb popped
through her anus and pressed against the finger in her cunt. The
old man's probing fingers spurred her to suck voraciously on the
son's cock, swallowing it inch by inch, as she wriggled her ass
enthusiastically against the old man's hand, wishing he could put
something bigger than his fingers in her.
Chris Vastos was left standing with his cock sticking out of
his pants and a bewildered, forlorn look on his face. Susie's
mouth was fully occupied by his brother and her ass by his father.
When Mrs. Vlastos saw that he was being left out, she called to
her husband.
"Theo, you stop that! Look, poor Chris. He got nothing to do.
You let him play with Susie's bummie. If Susie don't mind. You
mind, Susie? You let Chris feel your bummie? Maybe you even
let him put his schlong in you? If it not too big? You like? Chris
he do it good."
If Susie had ever wanted to cry out, "yes!", that was the time.
But the huge pole in her mouth made it impossible. She nodded
her head as vigorously as she could, making Steve Vastos moan
from the sensations it produced on his cock. She wriggled and
shook her "bummie", hoping Christopher or his mother would
understand. She missed the old man's fingers already, but just the
thought of one of those great schlongs pushing inside her drowned
out any regrets.
Under his wife's stern glance, the old man reluctantly pulled
his hand from Susie's ass and moved away to sit beside her in the
chair. Chris Vastos frantically tried to pull off his pants, but
ended up hobbling into position at Susie's rear. He watched that
lovely behind for a few seconds as it squirmed in frustration and
invitation. Then he reached out to stroke the glowing flesh,
almost hypnotized by its whiteness. Finally he took his mighty
prick in two hands and set its swollen head against the pink and
gleaming lips of Susie's pussy. Susie pushed back as hard as she
could to try to capture the fleshy knob, but his mother's voice
made him start and pull away. Susie moaned in frustration
around the meaty pole in her mouth until she heard what Mrs.
vastos had to say.
"Christopher! What you do? You know not right to put your
schlong there! Didn't I teach you better. You put in other place,
like I show you. Is better. Right Miss Susie? You like that, no?"
Susie was surprised at the old lady's words but she didn't care
where he put it as long as he put it in her somewhere soon. If
Mrs. Vlastos didn't want her son to fuck her cunt then she was
quite happy to give him her asshole. Once again she nodded her
head vigorously. Steve groaned again and his cock sank several
inches further into her throat.
When Chris had re-aimed his mighty missile and started to
press it tentatively against her tiny asshole, Susie was pushed even
more firmly onto his brother's cock. Its great length was almost
completely buried in her throat before the other brother finally
managed to force the swollen knob of his cock-head through her
anxious anal opening. Once that tight ring of muscle had snapped
firmly around his shaft, Chris Vastos let out a roar and began
thrusting into the young girl, forcing her throat down the last few
inches onto his brother's cock. He straightened his knees and
suddenly Susie's feet were off the floor. She was completely
impaled now, just as she had been between the two salesman a
little while before, but this was even better. Never had she felt so
full, so stuffed with wonderful man-meat. Even though her cunt
was empty, the sheer size of the cocks in her other two openings
more than made up for it.
But she couldn't breathe. She almost hadn't noticed, so
enraptured had she been by the progress of Chris Vastos's big cock
up the tight channel of her ass. Steve Vastos wasn't moving. The
sensation of her throat muscles clamped around his rigid shaft,
squeezing and pulsating, was simply too good. Susie had to push
at his legs before he grabbed her head and began to move in her,
pulling his mighty cock back until only the great knob was in her
mouth so she could gulp a breath of air, then sending the complete
length of his shaft deep into her throat again.
If it had been wonderful before, now was even better. Susie
simply closed her eyes, let her body go limp, and let the incredible
sensations wash over her as the two brothers drove in and out of
her convulsing, quaking body. Every movement sent paroxysms
of pleasure through her, causing her throat and ass muscles to
clutch spasmodically at the cocks that were so deliciously
invading her. That only drove the two men to even greater
heights of excitement, and they pounded their massive cocks into
her tiny body with ever growing fury. It was heavenly.
Suddenly both men stopped moving, both their cocks fully
buried in Susie's body. She couldn't stand it; she wanted them to
keep moving, to continue driving into her until she burst from the
build-up of sheer pleasure. She tried to move herself, but she was
pinned between them, her legs dangling in the air, firmly caught
on those giant pegs of throbbing flesh. She couldn't understand
what had happened. Then, through her pleasure-drugged daze,
she heard Mrs. Vastos's piercing voice.
"Oh, Miss Susie. You do so good. Both my boys really enjoy,
I can tell. But you don't mind stop for minute. Here is George.
George my nephew. He have nice schlong too. George, you take
clothes off and show Miss Susie your schlong."
George had slipped into the kitchen almost unnoticed, and
had stood in shocked silence for several minutes before his aunt
noticed him. What an incredible sight. That luscious young girl,
only a teen-ager, really, being double-fucked by his two cousins
with their giant horse-cocks. And Chris actually had his prick in
her asshole. It was beyond belief, but there it was, right in front of
him. His own cock hardened in his pants immediately and he
reached down to rub it. And what was more incredible was that
she seemed to be looking over at him, welcoming him, and all that
with those giant cocks stuffing her. He knew grown women who
wouldn't even touch his cousins' cocks, so frighteningly huge did
they find them, yet this little girl seemed to be reveling in them.
"You like see George's schlong, too, Miss Susie?"
Susie nodded as well as she could with Steve's telephone pole
of a cock stuck right down her throat, then gave him a quick push
with her other hand, hoping he would start moving again so she
could breathe. She was on the point of blacking out when he
finally pulled his cock back and she was able to take in a breath of
air through her nose. His brother started moving again, too, and
soon those two poles of flesh were once again driving her mad
with pleasure. But Susie was still alert enough to her
surroundings to watch out of the corner of her eye as George
stripped off his pants. She liked what she saw.
George stood next to his cousins, wondering how he could get
involved. He felt Susie's hand strike his leg and then climb slowly
upwards along his thigh until she was able to grasp his already
iron-hard prick. She squeezed it triumphantly, feeling it throb
beneath her fingers, then began pumping it in time to the two
other cocks ramming into her. When the shudders of orgasm
swept through her again, she squeezed him so tightly he groaned
from mingled pain and pleasure. Then, while her body was still
quivering, she pulled George closer. He was pressed against his
cousin Steve but he hardly noticed because Susie was somehow
bending her arm at a painful angle so she could run his dripping
cock-head all over her face and the sleek line of her throat. He
could actually feel the sensation of his cousin's great schlong
grotesquely stretching her cheeks and her throat muscles as it
drove towards her stomach.
He felt as if he were going to come right away, just from the
feel of her silken skin, tautly stretched around the cock in her
mouth, rubbing against his enflamed cock-head. He was saved
from so wastefully spilling his seed by his two cousins, both of
whom clutched Susie even tighter and began gasping as they
exploded in her body one after the other with meaningless grunts
of animal passion. George stepped back and watched Susie's
throat convulse as she greedily swallowed the torrent of come that
spilled into her mouth. He saw his cousin Chris grimace in
unbearable ecstasy as he pumped and spurted his juices deep into
Susie's bowels. This set Susie off again, and her body writhed and
twisted around the two impaling rods. The two hard cocks that
had been supporting her softened rapidly, but fortunately George
was there to catch the half senseless girl before she fell to the
floor.
Poor George didn't know what to do. His cock was hard and
eager and he held this sexy girl in his arms. She was naked
beneath her skirt, and he had had the most vivid proof imaginable
that she loved cock. After the session she had just been through,
he knew she needed a rest, but his impatient cock wouldn't let him
wait. He twisted her still quivering body in his arms until her
pussy lips were pressed against his cock. Holding her slender
body with one hand around her waist, he reached down to ready
his cock to penetrate her when he felt a stern hand on his
shoulder.
"No! No, George. Not right. Not like that. Not there. That
for married peoples. You just wait a minute. Miss Susie let you
do like Chris or Steve. You just wait and see."
Mrs. Vastos had pushed herself up from her chair and hobbled
over to them. After speaking to him she continued on past them,
heading for the other side of the kitchen. Susie had her feet on
the ground now, but George still held her. His cock was pressed
into her back, the cheeks of her ass pressing against his balls. His
hands were under her T-shirt cupping and squeezing her tits.
Even though she was still panting and gasping for breath,
Susie was reaching back, trying to find his cock and pull it into
her, despite what Mrs,. Vastos had said. She didn't want the
feelings to ever stop. George felt her fingers on his balls, and
couldn't stop himself. His aunt didn't want him to screw this girl
in the cunt, though he was sure she wouldn't mind at all, but he
had to put his hot, hard cock somewhere quickly or he would spill
his seed all over her back. Susie was still caressing his balls and
squirming sensuously against him. While still glowing from the
pleasure Chris and Steve Vastos had brought her, she was already
looking forward to new thrills. She strained upwards; he bent his
knees. Her fingers found the base of his cock and positioned it
where she wanted it. He straightened his legs and suddenly his
cock was in her, sliding freely and easily into her well-lubricated
asshole.
Mrs. Vastos came hobbling back, pushing a steel cart ahead of
her. It had two shelves, just two feet across, with the top one just
at waist height. George already had Susie bent over and he was
screwing his own rather substantial cock into her ass, holding her
to him with a painfully tight grasp of her titties. Susie sighed and
clutched her ass muscles down on him, and it was as if nothing
had ever penetrated her there. George was amazed at the
tightness and the heat.
Then both he and Susie felt a shock. His aunt had somehow
maneuvered the cart right under Susie's bent-over torso. George's
knuckles scraped its surface as he continued to cling to her round
titties. Susie gasped when the cold edge of the table met her over-
heated belly. It just seemed to accentuate the fire within. She let
herself fall forward onto it, grateful for the support. Now she had
something to hold onto so she could screw her ass back against
George's plunging cock.
"There now. That better? George has nice schlong, too, eh
Miss Susie? But not like my boys."
"Oh Oh Ohhhh!" cried Susie as another orgasm swept over
her. Her throat felt empty. but at least now she could cry out her
pleasure and that always seemed to make it better. "Oh yes! Oh
it's so good! Oh they're all so good. I love it! I love them! Oh,
Mrs. Vastos, I love your family, their cocks, their schlongs. I
want them in me. I want them all."
"Boys! You hear Miss Susie. No just stand there! Give Miss
Susie your schlongs."
Chris and Steve had recovered from their exertions and had
been watching with mounting excitement as their cousin carried
on with what they had started. When they heard Susie cry out,
and heard their mother's admonitions, they hurried over to stand
in front of Susie.
Chris got there first. Susie's head hung over the edge of the
cart at the perfect height. Without thinking about where his cock
had just been, without thinking about anything but finding
renewed satisfaction in the young girl's body, he pushed his long,
limp sausage at Susie's lips. She opened her mouth as wide as she
could and sucked it inside with a loud, lascivious slurp. Then she
began to suck avidly, loving its dark musty taste. Her round ass
squirmed enthusiastically as George's long cock skewered into her
asshole. Chris Vastos's cock in her mouth swelled and swelled,
quickly regaining all of its majestic size, turning her cries of
pleasure into wordless whimpers. His brother stood impatiently in
line behind him. Across the kitchen, Mr. and Mrs. Vastos sat
side-by-side on their two chairs, watching proudly. They were
holding hands.
When George's over-excited cock finally exploded and sent
his flood of come to join his cousin's deep in Susie's ass, Chris
quickly pulled his now huge, hard cock from her throat and
hurried to replace his cousin. Susie moaned in protest as both
cocks suddenly left her, but that moan turned to a sigh of
contentment as Chris's great pole pushed its way into her pulsing
asshole just seconds after George had pulled out. Her sigh was cut
off by another cock poking at her lips. Without even looking up
she swallowed it greedily.
The double fuckings went on and on, sending Susie into the
convulsions of orgasm countless times, but always she wanted
more and always there was another cock to plunge into her ass
and another soft and savoury prick for her mouth. The two
brothers and their cousin emptied their balls again and again into
Susie's asshole and were sucked back to erection by her avid lips.
Sometimes one or the other could not resist the tigh clasp of her
throat and would let his cock burst in her mouth; then she had to
suck up the next limp prick to be presented to her lips quickly or
there would be no hard cock ready to replace the one one the point
of exploding in her ass. But each time it took longer and longer
for the men to come and Susie's ass was continually reamed by
hard cock. She was in a state of near-perpetual orgasm, aware
only of the hard flesh that filled her.
Then, at last her ass was empty. No hard cock rushed in to
replace the one that had just spurted weakly inside her. She still
had a tasty prick in her mouth, she did not know whose, but it
refused to respond to the magic of her lips and tongue. Slowly she
returned to her senses, her body still quivering, and reluctantly let
the soft meat fall from between her lips. She looked up, conscious
now of the hard shelf digging into her belly, squashing her tender
titties. Steve Vastos stood sadly in front of her, looking down at
her swollen lips and his limp and wrinkled prick. Susie pushed
herself up and off the cart and looked behind her. Chris and
George were sitting on the floor, their heads between their knees,
their limp pricks drooping over their empty balls.
Susie looked at her rumpled and come-stained skirt. She
really should have taken it off, she thought. Her T-shirt was wet
with sweat and showed the hard points of her still excited nipples.
She tried to straighten her clothes into some semblance of
respectability. There was nothing more for her here. She knew
from experience that it would be a long wait for any of the men to
revive. When Susie drained a cock it was completely drained.
She turned to face Mr. and Mrs. Vastos, who were still sitting
together, hand-in-hand. The woman looked somewhat crestfallen.
"Oh Susie! What you do to my boys. They all wore out.
Even their schlongs."
She was so proud of her sons' schlongs that she almost
resented the fact that Susie had been able to defeat them. But she
was basically a good-natured lady, and she had so enjoyed the
sight of her sons and her nephew ploughing their big schlongs
into Susie's tiny body. And Susie was so appreciative, said such
wonderful things about them that her maternal pride returned and
burned even brighter than before. Then her husband spoke.
"Miss Susie. I like watch you so much. My boys good boys.
Good schlongs. Like father. Miss Susie, look!"
Miss Susie looked, and broke out into a big warm smile.
There, rising proudly from the old man's still open fly, was his
long, youthful-looking cock. Despite everything that had
happened, Susie's mouth watered at the sight.
"Oh my! It's hard again, Mr. Vastos. Oh, how wonderful! It
looks so delicious. can I taste it again? Please?"
Susie didn't even wait for an answer before kneeling in front
of him and lovingly taking his rejuvenated cock into her sweet,
warm mouth. She bobbed her head over his crotch and sucked
happily. The old man's cock throbbed with excitement, and
seemed to get harder and longer in her mouth, but no matter what
tricks Susie played with her tongue and lips, he did not come.
Susie was happy sucking on his wonderful cock but she also
wanted to feel the old man's come shoot into her again. She lifted
her mouth from his hard prick and rubbed it sensuously over her
face, then kissed it and stood up to whisper into his wife's ear, her
hands continuing to play with the noble schlong. Mrs Vastos
frowned, but Susie continued to whisper urgently. Finally the
woman turned to look at her husband, his face a grimace of
pleasure and pain, and slowly nodded her head.
"Oh thank you, Mrs. Vastos! Thank you so much," Susie
cried, before bending eagerly over the old man and kissing the
ruby red head of his cock. Then she quickly straddled the chair
and the old man's lap, her hands positioning his cock as she sank
down on it. But instead of her well-traveled asshole, his vigorous
rod surged into her achingly empty and neglected cunt. And it
felt so good that Susie came right away and her cunt muscles
rippled along the length of the old man's shaft, making him gasp
with pleasure and bury his head between her breasts.
Susie began to rise and fall on that wonderfully filling pole. It
was so good and so different from what she had experienced with
his sons. Susie clutched Mr. Vastos's head to her breasts and tried
to fuck him to death. Up and down and around and around she
screwed her ass, feeling his cock scrape against every inch of her
hyper-sensitive cunt. And still the old man did not come,
although his toothless jaws were biting at her titties as he sobbed
and moaned in pleasure.
While she blindly rode the old man's cock, Susie felt hands on
her ass. Many hands. Her T-shirt was pushed up, and her skirt.
Then she felt other things that felt very much like long limp cocks
press and rub against the flesh of her ass and back. Someone
unhooked her skirt and pulled it up. She let go of Mr. Vastos's
neck and lifted her arms so that both the T-shirt and skirt could be
pulled right off, leaving her totally naked. Now the limp cocks
were rubbing all over her body, along with six hands that caressed
and squeezed her flesh. Mr. Vastos sucked and munched on one
titty, while unknown hands fought over possession of the other
one. Fingers played over her belly and thighs, poked at her
dripping asshole and even ran around the mouth of her cunt
where the old man's cock was so deliciously trapped.
Susie couldn't stop coming. In fact she had hardly stopped
coming since she had entered the kitchen. She squirmed and
writhed under all this attention, clamping her cunt muscles
around the cock that filled it as she rose and fell. But it was hard
work and her legs were tiring. And still the old man didn't come.
Then Susie felt a strange sensation. She was being lifted into the
air, but the old man's cock was still locked firmly in her cunt.
They were both being lifted, still joined delightfully together.
Hands gripped her tightly, hardening cocks rubbed against her.
Susie did not know what was happening, nor did she care as long
as she had old Mr. Vastos's wonderful cock inside her. Gently the
fucking couple was lowered to the floor.
The old man's body fell back, his toothless gums slipping off
Susie's breast. His wife was quick to put something under his
head, even if it was Susie's skirt and T-shirt. She fell forward
onto his frail body, rubbing her breasts over his chest and raining
kisses onto his face. Mrs. Vastos protested in the background but
Susie didn't care anymore as she glued her lips to the old man's.
In this new position she could feel him trying his best to use his
hips to push his cock into her. But he was too old and weak. His
cock, on the other hand, was young and strong, and it throbbed
mightily in Susie's deliriously happy pussy.
The many hands still caressed her with mounting fervor.
Fingers poked at her asshole. The something else. A cock. She
didn't know or care whose it was. She sobbed in happiness as the
big cock pushed its way into her ass, side by side with the old
man's in her cunt, and began to move. The fuck lasted for a long,
long time, and Susie reveled in the double penetration. Her cries
of passion mingled with the old man's as they both were driven
mad by the friction of the fat cock plunging into her ass rubbing
against the one in her cunt.
Susie began babbling senselessly, telling Mrs. Vastos that her
family had the best schlongs in the world, that she wanted to have
them in her all the time. She cried out with fierce joy as the cock
in her ass throbbed and shot its painful load into her guts. There
was not much of the wonderful liquid, but it made up for its
volume with the force of its throbbing. But still the old man did
not come, though he was squirming and moaning more and more
frantically beneath her. Another cock slid easily into her ass, and
screwed her steadily and fiercely until it too humped dryly and
slipped away, only to be replaced by yet a
third one. When that last cock had fucked her ass as much as it
could and then given up, the old man was still hard and eager
within her.
Tears of joy filled Susie's eyes. She could no longer talk or
think. She was just a tangled mass of pleasure, all focused on the
miraculous pole that filled her cunt. She felt the old man stirring
beneath her, pushing at her with his hands. She hoped
desperately that he didn't want her to get off, and continued to
grind her pussy into his crotch. Theo Vastos clenched his muscles
and with every bit of strength left in him, suddenly rolled over
until he was on top of a surprised Susie. Her head hit the floor
with a thud, but she did not even feel it. Her legs shot up into the
air and wrapped themselves around the old man's back. The only
sound that came from her now was a loud, continuous keening
wail. The explosions in her belly were too close together now to
be distinguished from each other.
The old man plunged his cock into her with quick, rabbit-like
thrusts that drove her hard against the floor. Susie clutched him
tightly to her, glorying in the aggressiveness of his fucking. He
slobbered feverishly over her titties. Susie screamed when he
suddenly bit down hard on her nipple and convulsed on top of her.
His cock throbbed mightily, spraying her burning pussy with his
pent-up come. Jolt after jolt of electricity surged through Susie's
body as she felt him finally give her the juices she had so
desperately craved.
The loving couple panted together on the floor. Around them
was silence. The old man's sons and his nephew were speechless,
incredulous, awed. Mrs. Vastos felt a surge of pride swell her
already substantial bosom. Her Theo. Her Theo and his
wonderful schlong. Was there ever another one like it? Susie
didn't seem to think so, the way she was now showering it with
grateful kisses and carefully licking it clean. Then, while Mrs.
Vastos hugged her husband proudly and wondered if she might
not have been premature in giving up "that", Susie turned to the
three younger men and took their limp and soiled cocks into her
mouth one last time, cleansing them of all trace of her ass and its
juices.
Finally it was time to go. The Vastos family all helped her
dress, but her clothes were a mess. All that fucking while she was
still wearing them, and then the fucking on top of them had taken
their toll. What would her mother say? She might not notice the
absence of panties, but she was sure to notice the incredibly
wrinkled skirt, stained with drying come and other darker stains,
the dirty finger marks on the front of her T-shirt. Susie knew she
would have to do something before she got home but she did not
yet know what. Even going into the street like that would attract a
lot of attention. But Susie was used to attracting attention on the
street, so she prepared to continue her journey home from school.
Then she remembered.
"Oh, Mrs. Vastos. I had so much fun I almost forgot my coke.
How much do I owe you."
"Fifty cents. But you so nice to Theo and the boys, I give you
for half-price. You give me only a quarter."
Susie protested, but twenty-five cents was all Mrs. Vastos
would take. Susie was so happy and grateful for her wonderful
experience that she would have given everything she had in
thanks, so she made her promise that the next time she came she
would definitely pay the full price no matter what might happen
in the kitchen. It hardly seemed right that the poor old couple
should lose out when she herself had had so much fun. And she
was sure she would be back again very soon.
Chapter 4
Susie's legs felt a little weak as she walked down the street.
She could still feel the Vastos family's huge schlongs in her
asshole and taste them in her mouth, and the memory of the dear
old man's cock in her cunt made her pussy twitch with
remembered pleasure. She was so glad she had stopped at the
restaurant and discovered the wonderful things they had that were
not on the menu. She would like to eat there every day, but she
doubted if there would be enough for her that often. Unless Mrs.
Vastos had more relatives with big schlongs. She would have to
ask. Her happy dreams were rudely interrupted.
"Hey sweetie! Wanna suck my cock?"
A delivery van had stopped next to her at a traffic light. The
driver's obscenely grinning face looked down at her from the open
window. His eyes took in every inch of the delectable sight,
moving from the rounded slopes of her young ass, scarcely
covered by the short skirt, to the thrusting mounds of her titties.
He spat on the sidewalk.
"Ya wanna suck my cock? I got a big one."
The idea delighted Susie. She broke into a big smile as she
turned to him and answered: "Sure! I'd love to!" A look of
complete bewilderment flooded the man's face. She wasn't
supposed to react like that. Susie stepped off the curb in front of
the van and hurried towards the passenger door, carefully
watching the traffic. If she had been paying more attention to the
man in the van she would have seen the panic in his eyes as he
saw her cross in front of him. Then she wouldn't have been so
surprised when he suddenly pulled away the moment she touched
the door handle, leaving her standing in the middle of the road.
Susie was disappointed. Her mouth was already salivating in
anticipation. But she had seen the same thing happen before. All
too often some man would make a remark as she passed, say he
wanted to fuck her, and then, when she happily agreed, rush away
in confusion. Men! She really didn't understand them sometimes.
But she wanted them all the time.
The many men she had already had that afternoon: her
teacher, the janitor, the vice-principal, Pop MacIntosh and the two
salesmen, the entire Vastos family, were beginning to seem like
distant memories. But she was nearly home. There probably
wouldn't be too many more cocks falling in her path, and she still
had to decide what to do about her clothes. Maybe she could
think up some harmless explanation for her mother. Her father
would understand. Ever since she had got up the courage to suck
him off in the shower last month, he had begun to understand
what a hot-assed daughter he had, and he knew that she fucked
other men. Sometimes Susie thought he enjoyed the idea of other
men fucking his daughter almost as much as he enjoyed fucking
her himself. But her mother still didn't know.
She was lost in thought as she drew closer to her home. The
excited barking of a neighbor's dog brought her back to reality.
She was in front of the Reynolds house, just two doors away from
her parents. Ralph and Lorna Reynolds had just moved into the
neighborhood a few months ago, and Susie didn't know them very
well yet. However, she was quickly getting to know Ralph
Reynolds. Since she had noticed that he usually left for work at
the same time she left for school, she had made a point of joining
him in his garage several times a week. Usually she sat in his car
sucking his cock while he stood in front of the open door;
sometimes she leaned over the hood of the car while he fucked her
vigorously from behind. He was a nice man.
Mrs. Reynolds was sitting on the porch with a drink in her
hand, watching their dog play in the front yard. The dog was
bouncing energetically up and down in front of Susie. She bent to
hug him, then walked up the walk towards the porch with the dog
running after her. It was too bad it wasn't Mr. Reynolds. She
would have liked to have his nice cock inside her right now. But
maybe Mrs. Reynolds would help her with her clothes, let her
clean them up a bit before she went home.
The dog seemed intoxicated by Susie's presence, his tail
wagging furiously. He was a large, friendly dog of an unknown
mixture of breeds. Lorna Reynolds called out to him sharply,
telling him to leave Susie alone. But the poor animal could not.
The scent that drifted from between her legs was setting him on
fire. As Susie walked, she almost tripped over him several times;
he danced alongside her, pushing his head under her skirt. When
his cold nose brushed her inner thigh, Susie felt a thrill run
through her.
She stopped at the porch steps. Mrs. Reynolds was looking
curiously at her dishevelled appearance. The dog was still nosing
around under her skirt, and began to lick her cum-coated thighs
with his warm rasping tongue. He would not stop despite Lorna's
orders to him to behave, and the feel of the dog's tongue on her
sent strange shivers through Susie's body.
"It's all right, Mrs. Reynolds, he isn't bothering me. But could
I ask you a favor?"
"Why, of course, Susie. What can I do for you?"
"Well, I'd just like to stop a minute and use your bathroom,
maybe, to sort of try to clean up my clothes before my mother sees
them. They got kind of messed up on the way home from school."
It was very hard for Susie to talk with the dog's strong tongue
now nearing her matted pussy hairs.
"Certainly, child. Come right in and we'll see what we can do
for you. Rover! Stop that! I don't know what's got into you.
Leave Susie alone!"
She opened the screen door and stepped aside to let Susie
pass. Rover followed quickly. The stains on the young girl's
clothes very very strange, and Mrs. Reynolds could not understand
why her dog was so intent to get under Susie's skirt, nor why the
girl did not seem to protest. As the door slammed behind them,
the dog once more pushed his head right under Susie's short skirt,
lifting it enough so that Mrs. Reynolds could see the young girl's
naked behind. A strange feeling shot through her, one she tried to
repress.
"But how on earth did your clothes get this way, Susie? I've
never seen anything like it. And why aren't you wearing panties?"
Susie reflected a moment, then decided to be honest. There
really was no other way to explain everything. If Mrs. Reynolds
was too shocked she might tell her mother, but something in the
older woman's attitude suggested to Susie that her secret would be
safe. She wanted to see how the other woman would react, though
she couldn't say exactly why.
"Well, I guess it's mostly come. I've been fucking a lot on the
way home from school. Usually I get undressed, but sometimes
there just isn't time. That's why I got rid of my panties to save
time."
Lorna Reynolds didn't believe her ears. The muscles in her
stomach contracted, her face flushed, and her breathing became
difficult. Fucking! This sweet young girl! And talking about it
so openly. It had to be true, too, she thought, looking more
closely at the stains and breathing in the odor that surrounded the
young girl. Come. It couldn't be anything else. And there was
Rover, trying to lick it up, and Susie was letting him. It was
incredible. She didn't know what to say.
"But . . . your boyfriend? What does he . . .?" she stammered,
not knowing what she wanted to ask.
"Oh, I don't have a boy-friend, Mrs. Reynolds. Mom says that
I'm too young to date. So I usually just fuck with men I meet on
the way home."
Rover was still trying to push his head under Susie's skirt. His
cold nose ran over her wet pussy lips, bumping against her
clitoris and making Susie gasp. Lorna Reynolds could see what
was happening, but she could not believe it. She stared in
horrified fascination at the dog's head moving enthusiastically
under the young girl's skirt. She knew that this was horrible, that
she should put a stop to it right away, but she couldn't. Some
strange tension filled her body.
"But . . you're so young. I can't believe . . . I mean who? . . .
why? . . . how?"
Susie could see Mrs. Reynolds excitement and she wanted to
see what would happen next. Calmly, she began telling of the
adventures that had befallen her so far today on her way home
from school. Of course she didn't name names. Susie was very
discreet--she certainly would never mention Mr. Reynolds. And
while she talked, she caressed Rover's head as he began to lap at
her juicy pussy.
Lorna could take no more. With a little moan of frustrated
passion she pulled the girl away from the dog and pushed her
towards the bathroom, hoping to escape the demons that were
bedeviling her. Her mind was full of images of big cocks sliding
into Susie's girlish cunt. It upset her and excited her terribly. She
didn't know why, but her husband had scarcely made love to her
more than once or twice in the past month. Now, her unreleased
sexual tensions were making her tremble.
While she had been at university she had had a brief lesbian
affair with her room-mate one year. It had not lasted long. Both
had found boyfriends quickly. But it had been sweet and
satisfying. The memories came flooding back as she looked over
Susie's luscious body. Her pussy ached.
Angrily, she pushed the protesting dog out of the bathroom,
but they could both hear him whining behind the door. Susie said
nothing, merely smiled and waited. She could tell that this was
going to be another wonderful adventure.
"O.K. now let's get those clothes off. We'll put them in the
sink to soak, then we can just pop them into the dryer. If we need
it, I can get out my iron. You'll soon be good as new."
Her voice was strained and her gestures awkward and stiff as
she reached out to help Susie with her clothes. Her hands brushed
nervously against the sides of the young girl's breasts as she pulled
the T-shirt over her head, noting with suppressed excitement the
traces of many hands where the fabric bulged around the swelling
titties. Lorna's mouth watered when she saw those two delicious
mounds. She bent to help pull the hopelessly wrinkled and
stained skirt off those lovely legs. Her face was right in front of
Susie's delicate young pussy. Its pink lips, still swollen from her
fucking with Mr. Vastos, gleamed with Rover's saliva. Lorna
could see spots of dried come that matted the silken hairs framing
the delicious slit. She wanted to plunge her face into that
marvelous valley, taste it with her own lips. But she could not
bring herself to do it.
Slowly and reluctantly getting to her feet, she took the two
discarded pieces of clothing and dropped them into the sink.
Mechanically she sprinkled them with soap powder and ran the
water. She had to get away or she would do something foolish.
"Here, Susie. You look after this. I'll go and find you
something to wear in the meantime."
It hurt to tear herself away from that lovely body. Maybe if
she's dressed, it will be easier, she thought. Her mind did not
want to let her give in to her desires. All that had been long ago
in the past. Now she was a married woman, respectable
housewife. She should be reprimanding Susie, not lusting after
her. But she couldn't stop the ache in her loins.
As soon as Lorna had hurried away, Rover managed to push
his way into the bathroom. Susie was leaning over the sink,
washing out her clothes. When she felt the dog's cold nose again
on her warm flesh, she gasped and leaned over even further,
thrusting her ass back at him to give him access to her slit. The
dog began licking feverishly, sending his whole muzzle deep
between her ass cheeks, sweeping his rough tongue from her
pussy to her asshole, slurping up the remains of the gallons of
come that had been squirted into Susie that afternoon. Susie
squirmed her ass and sighed in pleasure.
When Lorna Reynolds returned with a bathrobe in her hand,
she stopped outside the open door, hypnotized by the shocking
sight in front of her. She couldn't move. The bathrobe dropped
from her hand, and that same hand pressed tightly against her
crotch and began rubbing. Susie suddenly cried out in pleasure.
The dog's licking had already pushed her to an orgasm.
"Susie! Rover! Stop that! How can you let him do that,
Susie! It's horrible, and I won't have it."
"What? Oh, I didn't notice," said Susie, turning to face her,
letting the older woman take in a full view of her naked breasts
and pussy. "But don't be mad at Rover. he was only playing. I
don't mind."
Lorna pushed the dog away, even more angrily this time. She
was aroused and jealous and she was trying desperately to fight
both feelings. Seeing the dog with his tongue between Susie's ass
cheeks only made her desires seem that much more horrible and
animalistic. Susie was sorry to see the dog go. Not only had his
tongue felt so good on her pussy, but she had just noticed the long,
red cock that had appeared beneath his belly. Even though it
looked very different from any of the men's organs she had
known, it was undeniably a cock, and Susie hated the idea of
being so close to a hard cock that wasn't in her body someplace.
Since there were always lots of men willing to fuck her, Susie had
never even considered the possibility of animals. Now she did and
the very idea excited her enormously. But she couldn't very well
tell Mrs. Reynolds that she wanted to fuck her dog. Or could she?
Mrs. Reynolds was looking at her very strangely.
"Here. My God! Your whole body is covered with that stuff.
How many times did you . . . no, never mind, don't answer. Just
let me wash you off."
Lorna began to rub at Susie's skin with a wet washcloth. Over
her breasts and down across her belly to the mound of her pussy,
then around and over the firm cheeks of her ass, then back to her
proud young titties. The friction only added to Susie's excitement.
She had already been brought to the boiling point by the dog.
Now the lady of the house was making her boil over. Suddenly a
small orgasm rippled through her. Susie closed her eyes and
moaned.
When she opened them again, Lorna Reynolds was kneeling
on the bathroom floor in front of her. The washcloth lay on the
floor forgotten. The older woman's eyes were glazed. Slowly she
leaned forward and touched her lips to Susie's pussy. Instinctively
Susie grasped at her head. Few of the men she had known had
done anything like that, and their lips were so different that it was
another experience altogether. Susie wanted more of it. Lorna's
hands moved up to clutch the firm contours of Susie's ass. She
buried her face in the young girl's pussy and began madly sucking
and licking.
Over and over again Susie's pussy exploded into orgasm under
the woman's tongue. Her legs grew weak, her vision blurred.
While Lorna frantically worked at her pussy with lips and tongue,
Susie sank slowly to the bathroom floor, lost in a fog of pleasure
such as she had never known before. Then the kissing stopped.
Lorna pulled the dazed young girl to her feet and led her
quickly to the bedroom. She did not see an eager Rover follow
them. Susie lay back on the bed as the older woman hurriedly
striped off her own clothes. But while she was doing so the dog
suddenly leaped up onto the bed. Without thinking, Susie reached
out and pulled him over her. His hairy belly rubbed sensuously
against hers; his panting jaws fell between the twin hills of her
titties; his long, red cock throbbed against her thigh.
"No Susie . . . Rover! No! No! You can't!" the woman cried
out.
But Susie couldn't stop herself. Before Lorna's horrified and
fascinated eyes, she reached down and set the dog's hard cock
right at the entrance to her cunt. Despite the bizarre position,
Rover reacted to the heat of her pussy lips on the end of his cock
and, with one quick thrust, drove his dog prick deep into Susie's
cunt. The girl let out a cry of delight and clutched his head to her
breasts. His cock felt so hot within her it almost burned her pussy.
It was so different from a man's and so good. The dog's rear end
worked away like a jack-hammer, frantically pounding his long,
thin cock into her as if she were a bitch in heat. Which she was.
It was wonderful. Susie writhed beneath her doggie lover,
loving the feel of his fur, his claws on her, relishing most of all
that incredible rapid-fire cock plunging into her like no man had
ever done. Lorna could only watch. Never, in her wildest dreams
had she imagined such a scene. Her fingers dug into her cunt,
already leaking the juices of her passion, while her pet ploughed
his animal cock into the sweet pussy she had just kissed. Susie's
moans of pleasure drowned out all other sounds until the dog
suddenly began to yelp and whine strangely. Susie hugged him
even closer as she felt his cock jump within her and begin to shoot
its fierce jets of dog-come into her all-devouring cunt. When she
felt the knob of his cock swell up to gigantic proportions within
her, Susie burst into another orgasm and blacked out from the
overwhelming wave of pleasure that flooded over her.
When she awoke a few seconds later the dog was gone, though
her body was still quivering in the after-effects of his fucking.
Instead of his fur against her skin she felt the warm smooth flesh
of Lorna Reynolds. Susie was so happy with her wonderful new
experience that she impulsively threw her arms around the woman
and kissed her lips.
Lorna was on fire. She had never felt so aroused and horny.
Passionately she kissed Susie back on the lips, plunging her
tongue into the surprised young girl's mouth. Then she moved her
impassioned lips to the girl's tantalizing titties. In a frenzy of lust
she licked and kissed those delicious mounds, biting at the nipples
that shot into sudden erection as Susie felt arousal building in her
again. Lorna wanted more than anything to plunge her face back
into Susie's pussy, but the knowledge that it was now running over
with dog come both excited her and repelled her. She didn't know
what to do so she continued to gorge herself on the flesh of Susie's
breasts.
Susie solved the problem for her. Twisting around on the bed,
she rubbed her face against the older woman's large, heavy
breasts, suckling at the big rubbery nipples as she had done at her
mother's not too many years before. Then she kissed her way
down across Lorna's round belly, nuzzling at her navel, before
unhesitatingly plunging her face into the dripping mass of hair
between the older woman's widespread thighs.
Only once before had Susie had sex with a woman, and she
had liked it very much. Miss Betterton, her phys-ed teacher, had
fucked her almost to death with a huge plastic cock before asking
Susie to suck at her cunt. While it was nothing at all like taking a
big fat cock into her mouth, Susie had quite happily licked away
at the fragrant pussy until her teacher was ready to plunge the big
dildo into her again. But she had never touched Susie's cunt with
her mouth--only her hands and the grotesque plastic dildo.
Lorna Reynolds did not have a dildo, but she did have an
active tongue and an overpowering thirst for the juices of Susie's
pussy. As soon as Susie's tongue touched her cunt lips, she forgot
about the dog come and began licking wildly at the girl's dripping
cunt. The idea that her dog had just fucked that tiny hole, that she
was probably sucking up a dog's come was so indescribably filthy
that it plunged her into an erotic trance where every touch of
Susie's tongue on her pussy sent new shudders of delight through
her body. Susie slurped happily on the juices that flowed so
copiously from this housewife's cunt, reveling in the sensation of a
tongue in her own pussy. Her delirium was not in the same
league as that of Lorna Reynolds, however. Something was
missing.
The woman and the young girl rolled about wildly on the bed,
heads locked to pussies. Being smaller and lighter, Susie usually
ended up on top. Their first paroxysms had been dissolved in a
dozen orgasms and they were both now quietly kissing each
other's pussies, feeling the pressure begin to build again. Only
then did Susie become aware of something else caressing her skin.
Rover had been eagerly licking indiscriminately at their joined
and sweaty bodies while they rolled about in their passionate
frenzy, not noticing anything but each other.
When Susie lifted her face for a moment from Lorna's
enveloping cunt, she caught sight of the dog's cock flopping again
beneath his belly. She wanted it. She tried to reach it with her
mouth but the dog had already moved away. Lorna's moans of
frustration sent Susie back to licking enthusiastically on the older
woman's juicy cunt, but she tried at the same time to push her
round little ass higher in the air and wiggle it to attract the dog's
attention.
It worked. Soon the dog was licking at those ripe globes,
pressing his narrow snout as far into Susie's ass crack as he could.
His long tongue sometimes slipped over an unheeding Lorna's
forehead, sometimes poked at Susie's asshole. Then she felt the
sharp prick of the dog's claws digging into her skin as the animal
awkwardly tried to climb on top of the tangled pile of human
bodies. The white cheeks of Susie's ass, raised high in the air,
triggered some instinctive mechanism in his head and soon he
was straddling her body, poking at her hips with his hard cock,
trying to find an opening to plunge it into. One desperate lunge
sent his cock skidding down Susie's ass crack and in alongside
Lorna's nose where it was caught between the older woman's face
and the cheeks of Susie's ass. He moved in and out of that warm
channel for a few strokes before his long red prick flopped free
again. Rover continued pumping furiously, bouncing his hard
prick off Susie's tender ass, almost bruising her with the strength
of his lunges. But he could not find an opening.
Susie moaned in frustration. The dog couldn't find her hole.
Lorna's face completely covered her pussy, and her tiny little
asshole was too small a target. Lorna had felt the heat of the dog's
hard prick as it rubbed against her cheek, but she did not know
what it was. She opened her dazed eyes and found herself looking
directly at the dog's balls, as they swung back and forth with his
every lunge. When she realized what it was, she turned her eyes
up and watched in horror as the hard red prong pounded the
young girl's ass. Now that Lorna had stopped licking, Susie
wanted the dog's prick more than ever.
"Oh help him! Help him, please, Mrs. Reynolds. Oh please
help him put it in me. Oh I want it so much. Lick me, suck me,
too. Don't stop. Only help him! Help me, please!"
But Lorna could do nothing. It was too horrible. She closed
her eyes and began to suck on Susie's delicious pussy again, trying
to shut out of her mind the vision of the dog's long, red cock.
Susie squirmed against her tongue and Rover continued to thrust.
Finally he found the target. Susie gasped as the head of the dog's
cock pushed suddenly against her asshole. She pushed back
against it and it popped right inside. Then, as Rover whined
excitedly, his furious thrusts drove the entire length of his prick
into Susie's receptive ass.
Every once in a while the dog's balls brushed over Lorna's
forehead. She could feel the bristly hair and the inhuman heat of
his flesh but she tried to pretend it wasn't there. She could feel
that Susie had stopped sucking her, and she moaned unhappily,
but she couldn't stop herself from wanting to keep her lips glued
to that wonderful young pussy, no matter what awful things were
happening. But every time she felt the dog's balls rub over her
head, she shuddered violently and sucked even harder on Susie's
pussy
Susie had stopped licking because, soon after Rover had
finally penetrated her ass, she had heard someone else come into
the room. She cried out as Rover thrust particularly deep into her
and opened her eyes. Ralph Reynolds stood there in the doorway
in shocked silence, watching the obscene trio on the bed. After
the last few weeks, nothing Susie did in the realm of sex would
have surprised him, but he had never imagined the sweet young
girl being screwed by a large hairy dog. His dog. And his wife.
He didn't believe it, but his cock did. It throbbed with sudden
urgency in his pants. Susie's lust-dazed eyes were focused right
on his crotch and she licked her lips even as the tongue in her
pussy and the dog cock in her ass drove her to another orgasm.
Ralph dropped his briefcase and fumbled frantically with his
zipper. In a few seconds he was on the bed with them, kneeling
between his wife's outstretched legs, squatting over Susie's face
and feeding his hardening cock between her lips. Susie sucked
voraciously as he began driving in and out of her mouth. Every
thrust pressed Susie's chin against Lorna's clitoris, and let his
balls slap against his wife's cunt lips. The sight of the dog below
him, digging his claws desperately into Susie's back as he drove
his prick into her asshole was incredibly exciting.
Ralph Reynolds fucked her throat, Rover was furiously
pounding his dog-cock into her asshole, and Lorna Reynolds was
sucking more desperately than ever at her cunt. It was too good to
be true, but Susie welcomed them all. Her body convulsed with
pleasure. Her titties dug into Lorna's stomach while the woman's
larger, softer breasts pressed against her. Rover was shuttling his
long hard cock in and out of her asshole faster and faster while
she sucked avidly at the cock buried in her throat.
Then Rover barked wildly and his cock jerked deep in Susie's
ass as he sent sharp jets of come into her for the second time. His
swelling cock stretched her asshole deliciously, especially when he
tried to immediately pull it out. As the dog scrambled from her
body, his still dribbling cock was dragged over Lorna's face,
leaving a trail of sticky dog-come on her forehead and in her hair.
Lorna felt it and shuddered into her own orgasm at the thought of
what it was.
Susie concentrated her efforts on the prick that filled her
mouth. Ralph was so aroused by the scene that he couldn't hold
back. He grabbed Susie's head and plunged his cock as far into
her throat as he could, holding it there as it throbbed and spurted
its load directly into her belly. Then he pulled it back and Susie
sucked happily on the shrinking cockhead until it became too
painful for him and he had to pull it out. Rover sat in a corner,
licking at himself. The two women were left alone, still entangled
in their passionate sixty-nine. With no other distractions they
both brought each other to yet another orgasm before they fell
limply apart. Ralph watched them, lying wearily side-by-side on
the bed, lazily showering kisses on each other's pussies. But these
were kisses of gratitude, not passion.
When she looked up and saw her husband standing there with
his limp and dripping cock hanging out of his pants, Lorna was
shocked and totally confused. She hadn't even known he was
there, too lost in Susie's pussy and thoughts of the dog to notice
the late addition to their games. A pang of jealousy shot through
her. Susie must have sucked her husband's cock. But jealousy
was quickly replaced by fear. She had been caught completely
naked, sucking the cunt of a thirteen-year old girl, sucking dog-
come out of that cunt. And she, the responsible adult, had let it
all happen. What would her husband say or do? What could she
say? Would she go to jail? How would she ever live down the
shame of it all? And what was worse, would it never happen
again?
Ralph said nothing. The same sort of thoughts had run
through his head at first. Now he had other ideas. He slowly
undressed. Rover sat in his corner and watched. Susie's eyes
went from husband to wife. What was going to happen?
Whatever it was, she was ready for it.
What happened was the following: Ralph Reynolds sat on the
bed between the two women. At his suggestion Susie took his
cock into her mouth again and began sucking it back to life. Mrs.
Reynolds couldn't resist the sight of Susie's round white ass in the
air and, with her husband's blessing, she began sucking, this time
at the girl's asshole, savoring the viscous liquid that flowed from
it. Before Ralph was ready to come he pulled his cock from
Susie's mouth and pushed his wife away from the girl's ass. Then
he knelt behind her and plunged his cock into her cunt, fucking
her as vigorously as he had that morning over the hood of their
ancient Ford. Susie squirmed about until she could get her mouth
on Lorna's twat, and sucked the wife's pussy while the husband
reamed her cunt from behind. When Ralph finally spilled his load
into her belly, both Susie and Lorna were quivering with orgasm.
The three of them sat and talked then about what had
happened. Lorna was so ashamed she could hardly speak. She
didn't even look at the other two as Susie tried to tell her that it
had all been wonderful and perfectly natural. Neither Susie nor
Ralph mentioned their meetings in the garage--it didn't seem
appropriate. Rover came back unnoticed to the bed and suddenly
thrust his long tongue into Lorna's gleaming pussy. With a
horrified cry she pushed the dog away and leaped to her feet.
Susie's clothes, she babbled. She had forgotten all about them.
Susie started to get up but Lorna insisted on going herself. She
had to get away from Rover. She couldn't let herself give into
such horrible lusts.
When she returned a few minutes later, she found Susie
kneeling on the floor over Rover's body, with his long red cock
deep in her throat. Behind her, Ralph was plunging his re-
invigorated cock into the girl's asshole. While Lorna watched
jealously, the dog erupted in Susie's throat and the man exploded
in her ass. Susie happily swallowed everything they had to give
her.
Neither man nor dog was capable of more, but Lorna was
terribly excited again. She got on her knees and sucked her
husband's come from Susie's ass while the young girl cleaned the
man's cock and balls with her questing tongue. When Rover
began licking at his mistress's ass, she was too overcome with lust
to make him stop--or even to want him to stop. Later Susie
helped the dog mount a kneeling and trembling Lorna and fuck
her to a mighty climax while her husband fed his limp cock to her
voracious lips.
Finally it was time for Susie to go. Mrs. Reynolds could only
watch in limp exhaustion as Susie slipped into her sparkling clean
clothes. Susie kissed the husband and wife goodbye, hugged the
dog and headed out into the twilight, leaving the three of them on
the soiled and messy bed. The Reynolds family would never be
the same again.
She was very late. Her mother would be worried, then angry,
Susie knew. But she didn't mind. It had been a lovely walk home
from school. Even nicer than yesterday when she had met that
motorcycle gang. She bounced happily into the house.
"Hi Mom! I'm home!"
"At last! Where on earth have you been? You know how I
worry when you're late. And you've missed supper."
"Oh, I just stopped to talk to some people. And I played with
the Reynolds' dog. Nothing special. Don't bother about supper,
I'm not really hungry. I had some hot-dogs to eat."
"Nothing special? You've been coming home later and later
the past few months. I don't know what's gotten into you lately."
Susie laughed and her father looked pained. She knew exactly
what had got into her and it had been great. But tomorrow was
another day. She could hardly wait.
The End