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Money Can't Buy It -- by Kysa Braswell
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Chapter 1.
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Few of us act on our deepest, darkest desires. We're not only afraid to, but
we're just not so stupid to give ourselves over to kink outside our fantasies.
Desperation changes that for many people. The thrill of exploring something
taboo does it for others. Both are slippery slopes down which we normally should
not venture, but one woman did, and changed her staid existence into a life full
of sensual danger, and ultimately, a deep calm amidst disappointment.
Darla Canidate saw her firm, full F-cup tits in the full-length mirror along
with her plain white cotton jockey panties, her only remaining garment, and made
one final try to overcome temptation. She failed. Pushing her panties down
quickly, she turned and went to open the door to admit the source of her
temptation, Monty, her big German shepherd. Seeing the woman naked, Monty knew
what to expect, and his big tail wagged with excitement at the thought of
mounting the woman's big ass and ramming his big thick prick into her cunt for a
magnificent fuck. At once, his snout went to her crotch to sniff and she rubbed
his head as she talked to him.
"Yes, Monty, you're going to fuck Mommy again, you lucky dog. You really
like my cunt, don't you? You don't consider me a pervert like the rest of the
world would if they knew."
Darla knew it made no sense talking to her dog about her problems, but there was
nobody else, had not been since her husband left almost a year ago. Even when
he'd been around, there hadn't really been anyone to talk to. He'd had his beer
and television and that was enough. His entire conversational repertoire in the
last couple years of their marriage had devolved into a series of grunts and the
predictable order to suck his cock. Even when he'd gotten around to sex, he
wasn't good at it. He liked to feel her up a little, until she began to get nice
and horny, then he would give her his cock to suck. If she got it in her cunt
two or three times a year, she had felt fortunate; otherwise it was suck, suck,
suck. It wasn't that she minded sucking a cock; she enjoyed it once in a while,
but not as a steady diet. What finally brought it all to an end was that
Saturday afternoon when, full of beer and watching a football game, he called
her to him at halftime, put a hand under her skirt and played with her pussylips
for a minute or two, then took his cock out and told her to go down on him as
halftime entertainment. That was the day she told him to shove his cock up his
ass, that she was finished. He seemed to sense it and when she walked back
through the room a little later, she saw him jacking off into an empty beer can,
holding it in his left hand to catch his flying cum. Meanwhile, Denver's
quarterback had just thrown an interception. Good thing he hated Denver.
"That should be the perfect marriage for you two," she told him
sarcastically, and kept walking.
But it wasn't the time for thinking of the old bad times or even of the bad
times to come. Monty was sniffing at her crotch, trying to get his long tongue
at her cunt, and she wanted it as much as he did, so she went to the bed, sat on
the edge, then fell back, opening and raising her legs to give her cunt to him
to be licked. Sighing and panting, Darla felt her passion flaring as the big
animal lovingly licked her pussy. She knew it was going to be one of those days
when he would lick her snatch all the way to a beautiful big orgasm, an orgasm
she would feel all the way to the tips of her fingers and toes, and then she
would be kneeling and he would mount her ass to give her a magnificent fucking
with his man-sized cock. Without warning, Monty stopped licking her snatch and
then she saw him trying to mount her as she lay on her back with her crotch
still wide open.
"Down, Monty," she scolded and he obeyed. "Just because you fuck
a woman doesn't mean you're a man. Come on," she urged, a hand rubbing her
cunt, "get back to licking my pussy for me. Lick my cunt and make me
cum." The dog resumed his licking, and this time he stayed on the job until
Darla felt the big orgasm getting ready to explode inside her. She caught her
breath, held it, then she was coming, jerking her crotch away from the big
animal and lying face down on the bed, her chubby, white ass bouncing as rubbed
her pussy mound on the sheet in ecstasy. Sitting beside the bed, Monty watched
her squirm and shiver all over the bed. "Oh Monty, that was lovely,"
Darla said with a sigh as she got up. Then she went to crouch beside him on the
carpet, a hand under him, grabbing his big prick and giving it a slow jerking,
though she doubted that he needed to be set up to fuck her. "Yes, Monty,
you like it when Mommy plays with your big cock, don't you? What a lovely cock
you have, you big beauty. It feels so good when you're ramming that beautiful
prick up my cunt and fucking me. Are you all set now, fucker?" she asked as
she looked and saw the wet, red cock sticking out of the sheath and decided it
was time to play bitch with him, to get down on all fours and give him her ass
to ride and her hot cunt to fuck.
Releasing his cock, she smiled, patting the big animal on the head; then she was
kneeling so that she could watch their reflection in the full-length mirror
while he fucked her. The animal showed how well he had been trained by sitting
obediently, his eyes feasting on her naked body until she gave the command for
him to come and fuck her. He got to his feet at once and bounded across the room
to her. As he reached her, he took just one sniff of her cunt, then he mounted
his human bitch, wrapped big paws around her and began jabbing a cock which grew
alarmingly as the sheath peeled all the way back off his cock, a cock which was
larger than most men's being at least nine inches and very thick, what Darla
called stud-sized. Looking in the mirror, a profile view, Darla saw the big
prick jabbing the air and loved the sight of it, thrilled to the sight of the
big cock and the excitement of her dog; then the tip of his jabbing prick
touched the edge of her cunt and Darla braced herself for what was to come. The
animal paused, she heard him panting, then he jabbed again, and this time his
cock went straight and true, right up her cunt. There was never anything at all
tentative about Monty. That first jab of his cock invariably sent at least half
its length up her hole, and then he was panting as he fed the rest of it into
her and made her know that her cunt was full of hard cock.
"Oh yes... oh yes... oh yes," Darla panted as her big dog began
fucking her, screwing as no man ever had, his banger pistoning up her snatch so
fast that strokes couldn't be counted as they blurred into what became a
magnificently thrilling fuck, one that went on and on. As Monty continued to
hump her big, white ass, Darla played the trick she always played, turning off
her mind so that she had no concept of time, only of stiff, hard-driving prick
in her cunt and a vague, powerful beast mounted on her ass, his rampant prick
raping her as she knelt helplessly. In her fantasy, she was tied over a padded
bar, totally helpless, while the animal fucked her. Sometimes the beast had no
definite identity; at other times he was a giant gorilla. Always, though, there
was an audience on hand, a big audience of men and women who laughed at her,
taunted her and urged the animal on with the fucking. She saw the audience
clearly this time. They were a fashionably dressed group, men in formal evening
dress and women in low-cut gowns. And then she saw that the gowns the women wore
were more than low-cut; they were topless, so that their boobs showed clearly -
little tits, medium-sized, big and beautiful, big and floppy, every type. And
then she saw something about the men that she hadn't seen before. They all had
their cocks out and every cock was fully erect. Terrified that all those men
were going to follow the animal and fuck her to death, Darla asked if they were
an going to screw her. One man replied, his voice ringing clearly through the
room, telling her that they wouldn't think of sticking their cocks in her
violated cunt. He told her that she was only good enough to be fucked by
animals, that they were going to fuck their women - decent, normal women who
fucked men, not beasts. The fantasy was going out of control, and Darla could
find no way of stopping it; then the big dog began to twitch and jerk on her
ass, and she felt his hot juice shooting up her snatch.
The fantasy clicked off instantly. She was alone in her room again, alone with
her dog and he was panting in frenetic delight as he shot her a full load of
sperm, then paused to rest against the smoothness of her ass, as his knot
subsided inside of her tight pussy. Finally, he dismounted and curled upon the
floor to clean his well-used cock. Darla usually felt beautifully content after
the dog had screwed her, but this time the same glow wasn't with her. Wanting
her orgasm, she knelt up and sent a hand into her crotch, a finger finding her
hard clit near the top of her gash. Refusing to think back to the fantasy which
had been so painful, she looked at her four-legged fucker as she fingered her
pussy, looked at the reflection of her big tits in the mirror, seeing them jerk
and sway, feeling the promise of orgasm growing stronger and stronger. There it
was, a beautiful big orgasm, and she panted and moaned and grunted, her big ass
jerking strongly as wave after beautiful wave of electricity swept over her and
washed away the ugliness left behind by the cruel fantasy, washed it away and
left her feeling gloriously content as she knelt back on her haunches while the
dog looked at her curiously, as though wondering what all the fuss was about.
Darla noticed the time. It was a bit later than she thought, and her daughter
could be home from school soon. Chasing the dog out of the room, she picked up
her panties, stepped into them and snuggled them around her body, covering but
not destroying the glow she felt, especially in her crotch. As she dressed, she
told herself that it was better when she fucked the dog at night since she
didn't have to get dressed later, but could lie in bed, naked, savoring the
golden post- orgasmic glow until it blended with sleep and she drifted gently
away.
She had been dressed only a few minutes when Connie, her 11-year old daughter,
returned home. Connie was a pretty girl who was well-aware of it, and who
dressed to show her budding little titties and wore tight jeans to show off her
nicely rounded ass. Darla had spoken to her about that a few times, but Connie
used the stock answer that all the girls dressed that way and she couldn't be
different or they would laugh at her. There had to be some argument to use
against that besides 'you're too young,' Darla felt, but she had never found it,
and so she let it go and her daughter continued to display her wares in the sexy
packaging. When Connie got a little older, Darla promised herself, she'd have to
do something about it, though she didn't know just what that would be. After
all, at 31-years old Darla could recall her teen years quite clearly. She
remembered how it felt when her little tits began to develop, how carefully she
had watched them grow. She recalled the long sessions of posing before her
mirror, watching as her body began the long, long trip from girl to young woman.
But Darla didn't have any reason to envy Connie her nice figure, since she had
retained hers. She was a little heavier than she had been ten years ago, but the
added weight had been distributed nicely. Her tits were simply enormous and
garnered attention from every male whose path she crossed; her ass and thighs
were still firm and shapely, and she was pleased to observe that men still went
out of their way to look at her, sometimes embarrassing themselves to do so. She
had remained conscious of diet and exercise, determined to keep her figure as
long as possible, even though, in times of depression, she told herself it was
wasted when her only fucker was a dog who didn't care what she looked like as
long as she had a cunt to offer when she got down on all fours.
"How was school, is your fifth-grade teacher still going to Vermont this
year for her writer's conference?" she asked her daughter, and then they
chatted about little things, the girl pleased that her mother liked to chat with
her, to share her interests, unlike the mothers of most girls she knew. Darla
was aware of that and cultivated it. She knew how much the divorce had upset
their daughter, even though Connie's father had paid her little attention. After
a little while, Connie told her mother that she wanted to watch a lot of
television that night and she had homework to do, so she went to her room and
closed the door, knowing that her mother wouldn't disturb her. But it wasn't
homework Connie had on her mind just then. In a crowded hallway after final
class, Barry, a boy with a reputation as an ass-grabber, had stolen three
exciting feels of the seat of her tight jeans. That had been especially
flattering, since he usually chose older girls for that. It told her that she
had a nice ass, nice enough to attract the sixteen-year old who preferred older
girls, yet was attracted to what she packed in the seat of her pants.
Opening her jeans, she pushed them and her plain white panties down, and looked
at the barely budding patch of fuzz above her pussy. She wished it would hurry
and develop into a patch of real hair rather than just peach fuzz; yet, she told
herself, Barry would love to see it and feel it and check below to see and feel
her little cunt. If she gave him the chance, she sensed, he would do more than
just see and feel her cunt; he'd stick a big, hard cock in it and break her
cherry. It would hurt, and then she would watch her belly getting big with a
baby. Connie didn't like that thought, so she turned it off. She twisted to look
at her narrow ass in the mirror. The cheeks were plump and firm and so smooth
for a young girl. Closing her eyes then, she squeezed one, the way he had
squeezed it, and she could understand why Barry was an ass-grabber. Asses felt
nice, she thought to herself as she squeezed and rubbed both cheeks.
Connie blushed a little as she found herself wondering what it would be like to
feel a girl's butt, maybe a bigger girl with bigger cheeks. She had heard vague
stones about lesbians and had always thought them perverted and sick, but for
the first time she was able to think about being naked with another girl without
feeling anything but excitement.
She thought of Nikki, her twelve-year old best friend. Nikki would have a lovely
ass, Connie thought as she looked down at her fallen jeans and panties. Then she
had a finger in her pussy, and she was ready to start fingering herself. When
she finger-fucked her snatch, she usually enjoyed fantasies in which she peeped
while men and woman did sexy things to each other, but this time her thoughts
were only about Nikki. As the little finger moved excitingly in her warm slit,
she saw Nikki standing with her pants and panties down around her ankles and she
was standing behind her friend, playing with the cheeks of her ass and telling
her friend how firm and silky her butt was. Nikki enjoyed it, too, and then they
went to the bed where Nikki lay face down. Sitting beside her, Connie pushed her
blouse up higher, then took the rest of her clothes off and resumed playing with
her lovely bare ass while her friend squirmed and sighed and begged for more. It
became the strongest fantasy Connie had ever experienced, and she worked at
keeping it alive and strong. Nikki wanted Connie to finger her pussy for her and
she agreed boldly, but she didn't want to stop playing with her friend's pretty
ass in order to do it, so Nikki stood and she sat on the edge of the bed. While
her right hand played with a silken asscheek, her left went into her friend's
crotch and rubbed her pussy warmly. Nikki had a nice patch of coppery hair to
crown her cunt, and Connie envied it, but she didn't let that disturb the
enjoyment she got from playing with the big asscheeks. Then her finger was in
Nikki's slit and she fingering her box while her friend panted. When she felt
the approach of orgasm, Connie was not sure for a moment whether the orgasm was
going to be her's or Nikki's. Then it struck, and she knew it was hers as her
young body trembled and jerked strongly until the spasms stopped, leaving her
breathless and feeling wonderful.
The next time Darla took her dog to her bedroom, it was after eleven at night,
and her daughter was sleeping soundly, as she always did. She went to the window
and closed the drapes, but it was just a routine thing, and she did it
carelessly. In the beginning, she had been very careful that the drapes were
closed tightly, perfectly, but as the sex bouts with the dog became more and
more common, she became less careful. This time, the bottom of one drape curled
back, leaving a small triangle, but enough so that someone with an eye pressed
close to the window would be able to see clearly into the room. Darla was
unaware of it.
"Yes, Monty," she whispered as she opened her dress, "I'm going
to strip bare naked and you'll give me a nice cunt-lapping, and then I'll get
down on the floor and you'll mount me and give me a nice big fucking."
Taking her dress off, she patted the animal, then went on undressing, not aware
of the opening in the drapes, not aware that a man was walking that night, a man
named Thomas. Thomas had once been a happy man. He operated a very successful
business, he had a daughter and a son, and he had his own Eve. She had been a
wonderful woman, one who loved to laugh and to care for her children and her
home, and she especially loved to romp with her husband - in bed, in the
kitchen, in the car, outside in the garden, after dark, anywhere at all. They
had explored sex together and had learned so many things about it. The first
time he went down on her and brought her to orgasm with his mouth and tongue,
she decided she was no longer interested in one day going to heaven; she had
found a better place. In return it seemed only logical that she should do the
same for her husband. They both had trembled as she pushed the head of his big
cock into her mouth and he showed her how to suck a man off and drink his rich,
warm cum. To the surprise of neither, she loved blowing him and did it often,
even when he was driving the car and she was curled up on the seat beside him,
his big cock stretching her mouth as she sucked, wanting to giggle if she had
been able to, when he began shooting. Then he would be grunting and groaning,
holding onto the wheel for sweetie life with both hands. More than a few. times,
he had caught her bending over in the kitchen, and she had only sighed as he
tossed her skirt over her back, lowered her panties and after playing with her
ass for a little while, had used a bit of butter to lubricate her asshole, then
slowly worked his long cock up there to assfuck her.
There were so many more beautiful times as their lives became richer and more
exciting with each passing day, until the same fate which had been so kindly in
bringing them together, proved to have a vicious side as well. It began with the
headaches which pained her so and became more and more consistent. The doctor
gave her a prescription to kill the pain and suggested she was bored with family
life and should develop other interests. Angry, she didn't go back to him. The
pain of the headaches was somewhat dulled by the medicine. She learned to live
with it until Thomas insisted that she go to another doctor. This one was more
concerned and had her go into the hospital for tests, tests which shattered her
world and Thomas's when they disclosed a brain tumor. It was inoperative. All
she could do was live with a constant pain and a constant, haunting knowledge
that the pain would go away soon, when she died. And then she did, and Thomas
was left with his grief, his memories, and a twelve-year old girl and
fifteen-year old boy.
Nights were the worst times, those nights when, only partially awake, he would
reach for the lovely, silken asscheeks and not find them. He would be wide awake
then as he realized what had happened. After that, there could be no sleep for a
while, not until he had numbed the hurt with whiskey and water, much whiskey and
a little water. Evenings were desultory, too, especially after the kids were in
bed. Those used to be among the best times as they necked in the living room
until all was quiet. Those were the times when her clothes would be removed
gradually, and then the fun and games would start. The lonely evenings tortured
him for months; then he tried to escape them by walking. The house safely
locked, he would walk the streets until he was so tired he knew he would be able
to sleep, especially if, when he returned to the house, he jacked off, as he so
often did. Late one evening, as he walked a quiet residential street, he noticed
a movement behind an undraped window and looked again. He saw a woman in a white
slip, folding her dress over the back of a chair. Instantly, he felt guilty
about peeping at her, but he couldn't stop himself from moving closer. As she
caught the hem of the slip and pulled it over her head, he felt his cock
stirring and knew that he would jack himself off that night, perhaps before he
got home. He stood on a spot at the top of a hill. The houses were below street
level, and he could see clearly into the bedroom, could see that she was alone
in the second-story room.
She took her bra off and her tits looked good, big yet firm, and she rubbed them
in the way a woman does after taking off her bra; then she sat at a vanity and
fiddled with her hair for a little while. When she got up, her back turned to
him, she pushed her white panties down and stepped out of them, naked, her
beautiful, rather plump ass pointed right at him so that he could see the deep
crack between the big oval cheeks. Sensuality flared as never before for Thomas,
and he pressed carefully against a big tree, checked to see that he was alone on
the relatively darkened street, then took his cock out. It was hard and
sensitive to his touch as he held it. Her back still turned to him, the woman
dropped her panties on the floor, then bent to pick them up. As she did, her ass
widened, looking so white in the light of the room and then he saw more than her
ass, saw the slash of cunt in her relatively hairless crotch and he gave his
cock a few tugs. Going to the bed, the woman lay on her back, her legs wide
apart. For a little while, she fondled her firm tits, then her hands rubbed down
slowly over her tummy and down to her thighs. When one hand returned to her
boobs, the other remained much farther down, rubbing toward her crotch; then it
was there, slowly stroking her pussy. As Thomas realized that she was going to
finger her cunt, he decided he would masturbate along with her, holding back
until she climaxed before firing his load into the darkness. Then he almost
groaned aloud as the woman got off the bed and walked naked to the window, her
full breasts bobbing as she reached to draw the drapes.
He was angry and frustrated, but still wildly aroused. He pulled his cock fast
as she closed one drape, then moved across the open portion of the window to
close the other. He could still see one big tit, in that moment before she could
get the drape closed, when his charge went off, spurting through the darkness.
When he was drained, he hurriedly stuffed his cock back into his pants and
zipped his fly closed. He knew she was behind the drapes fingering her cunt, but
since the drapes were tightly closed, he knew he wasn't going to be able to see
her, so he turned and began walking toward his home, his heart still pounding,
his legs, especially his knees, still a little weak. His nightly walks became
more frequent after that night. Often, he visited the street where it had all
begun, but only rarely did he see the same woman undressing before the undraped
window. It happened sometimes, but he guessed that she was only a part-time
exhibitionist, that she staged her striptease only when the mood was on her. He
wondered about her private life and guessed that, like him, she was unhappy and
alone. From time to time, Thomas thought of an affair with some healthy, happy
woman, but he knew that couldn't be, not for him. One emotional commitment had
been enough; he had given all and he was drained. There could never be a woman
to replace the one fate had taken from him. He would use peeping to stimulate
and to fill the void, but that would have to be enough, that and his
masturbation. Thomas was an intelligent man and he learned the tricks of his
trade. He walked quiet, not too well-lighted streets and service lanes which
gave him access to the rear of houses. He learned that the fully undraped
windows could rarely be counted on to provide a show, but that carelessly closed
drapes or blinds not quite lowered all the way were much more promising since
they gave the occupants of the house a false sense of privacy. He kept notes of
every score, addresses, times, subject matter, comments. From his notes, he was
able to schedule a series of routes to follow.
Usually, the show consisted of a woman undressing for bed or bath, sometimes
with a man, but there were those special shows that really turned him on, those
scenes where a man and woman went into a bedroom together and he saw that they
weren't eager to sleep. They would kiss, and the man would fondle the woman.
Sometimes they would be laughing, other times there was an air of passion
without humor as they hurriedly stripped. He loved to watch the foreplay, the
fondling and sucking of tits while the woman played with a stiff prick. Once in
a while, he would see a more daring couple, and the man would suck and lick her
cunt, making her cum before they fucked. Whenever it was possible, he would have
his hard cock in his hand while he watched, and sometimes he lost control and
shot his wad while the show was still going on, but he tended to be careful, and
that didn't happen often. One of the frustrations of the trade was car
headlights, another was other night walkers, but he learned to live with them.
The only thing he ever carried was an evening newspaper, so that he would appear
to be a businessman who had gone out to buy a paper and decided on a stroll
before going to bed.
His biggest score was an apartment window which he observed from the fire escape
of a darkened, abandoned building across a vacant lot. Two beautiful young women
were undressing for bed and in the course of their disrobing, they began to
play. When they were naked, they fell onto the double bed together and began
fondling each other while they shared many passionate kisses. They fondled and
sucked tits, stroked thighs and asses and played with cunts until Thomas feared
he would fall off the fire escape as he kept pressed against the darkened wall.
Then they nearly drove him out of his mind as one of them turned and then they
were in an end-to-end embrace, each sucking and lapping the cunt of the other.
They staged a lengthy, lusty, lesbian performance for him, and as they lay
together resting after both had climaxed, Thomas stared at them while he slowly
pulled his stiff, throbbing prick until the churning in his balls told him it
was time for blast-off. His eyes feasting on the resting women, he panted as his
sperm shot out into the darkness. Thomas visited the fire escape often, and his
beautiful lesbians performed for him many times.
At home, Thomas was a model father who made sure that his children knew he was
eager to share things with them, to listen to their problems and help work them
out, rather than giving them pat solutions. When their mother had been alive,
the house had often rung with laughter, and Thomas knew it was up to him to
restore that as quickly as possible after her death. It wasn't easy, but he
worked at it; seeing what he was doing, the kids tried, too, so that it was not
long before the family, the survivors of the old family unit, resumed a
reasonably normal state as they picked up the threads together and went on with
their lives. The children didn't question his nightly walks, taking his word for
it that he liked a little solitude and exercise before going to bed. Frequently,
they were not even aware of the walks since they were asleep before he left the
house.
The house where Darla lived with her daughter and her dog wasn't on his list,
but Thomas kept working new areas, constantly looking for new faces, new talent,
something different and more exciting. He doubted, however, that he was ever
going to find anything more exciting than his beautiful lesbians, whom he
visited once or twice a week, not wanting to go more often for fear of spoiling
it and making it boring. Usually, if he were patient and waited long enough,
they gave him a performance of some kind, but there were some nights when all
they did was strip and get into bed. Even those nights were interesting enough
since they both had beautiful bodies, but it was so much more thrilling when he
watched one or both of them eating pussy and doing their other erotic things to
entertain him while he perched on the fire escape. It had been a dull evening,
he had spotted a couple of women in bra and panties, but that was about all. If
things were going to improve, he told himself, it was just about time for it
since it was a bit after eleven, a good time for people to be going to bed, he
knew from experience. He was walking in the service lane behind Darla's house,
checking windows all around, when her light came on. He stopped, saw that she
had a big dog with her; then he let out a little sigh as he saw her approach the
window and knew she was going to close the drapes. He started to leave, then
stopped on a hunch. He watched as Darla closed the drapes; then his heart gave a
little leap as he noted the little triangle which had been left to permit a view
into the room.
He cased the layout quickly. Since the dog was in the house, he didn't have to
worry about going into the garden, and the gate from the lane hung open. Walking
softly, Thomas hurried into the garden. Luck was with him, since below the
window was a low stand of the type used for hanging clothes on a line. Getting
onto it, he found that the level was great, perfect, and the chink in the drapes
provided him with a clear view of most of the room. All he had to do then was
hope nobody spotted him there and called the cops, but it was a risk he was
prepared to take. Darla hadn't begun undressing, he observed, and she was
sitting on the bed, patting her dog and talking to him. She was an attractive
woman, late twenties, he guessed. The hem of her dress was up a little, and he
liked what he saw of her thighs. He liked, too, the way she filled the front of
her dress, and he guessed that her tits would be big and quite firm, lovely to
stare at while he played with his cock.
When Darla got up and reached to unfasten the top of her dress, Thomas slowly
unzipped his fly. When he took his cock out, it was hard. His practiced eye
looked around the room for a nightie, and he was pleased at not seeing one.
Darla wore no slip, and as she pulled the dress over her head, he gazed
excitedly at thighs which were even more beautiful than he had anticipated, a
little on the big side, but beautifully firm-looking, smooth and hairless. Her
tummy was just slightly rounded, just enough so that it didn't look boyish, and
her French-cut white cotton panties hugged her crotch excitingly. He hoped she
wouldn't take them off too quickly. She went to fold her dress over the back of
a chair, and he was delighted at the way she filled the seat of her panties. The
panties were small and sheer so that he could see her shadowy crack. Generous
portions of round, white cheek peeked around the tiny garment, and Thomas felt
his cock throbbing with desire. As she turned to face him again, she said
something to her dog while Thomas feasted his eyes on the bulging cups of the
black bra; then her hands went behind her back, and he held his breath as he
awaited the unveiling of her big, promising tits. When she took her bra off,
Thomas almost gasped aloud. He had seen tits that big before, but never that big
and that firm. There were absolutely enormous, so full, so round, so... heavy!
She looked like an overdeveloped teenager, and Thomas looked at her face again
to confirm that she was as old as he had first guessed. He told himself that she
had to be at least 27, maybe 30 at the oldest. He noticed, too, that her face
was beautiful, not in any glamorous way, but the face of a woman with warmth and
humor, yet it was a face, he saw, that had known unhappiness and perhaps still
did. Dropping the bra onto a chair, she stood before the mirror on her vanity
and played with her boobs. It wasn't, he observed, the casual rubbing of tits
after taking a bra off; she was playing with herself, and there was a look of
passion on her face, passion that was just beginning to build and had a long way
to go before it peaked.
He sensed that he was going to see her strip naked and finger her cunt or fuck
herself with a fake cock, and he trembled with arousal. He didn't often catch a
woman playing with herself, and he found it wildly thrilling when he did. This
was going to be one of those very good ones, he told himself, a five-star
special, perhaps. After she had been playing with her tits for a while, Thomas
saw that her nipples were aroused and stuck out temptingly, long and hard and
very succulent. Pausing to talk to the dog again, Darla rubbed a hand on the
crotch of her panties, and Thomas became positive that he was in for a beautiful
performance of finger- fucking. For just a moment, he wondered if she were going
to include the dog in her act, then told himself he was asking for too much.
Things like that only happen in books, he told himself.
Darla went to pat the dog again, and then she stood with her back to the window.
Again Thomas felt his cock throbbing and his heart pounding as he stared at what
her beautifully rounded, white asscheeks did to her little black panties. There
was no portion of the female anatomy Thomas didn't appreciate, but he had a
special fondness for a lovely, firm, well-rounded ass, and she measured up
magnificently, top of the scale, he decided; then he thought his heart or his
cock would explode as Darla slowly pushed her panties down to bare that lovely
ass. She did it unhurriedly and, beautiful as her big tits were, he was thankful
that she had her back to him so that his eyes could feast on her magnificent big
ass. Then she stepped out of the panties and tossed them onto the chair with her
bra.
Normally, Thomas was content to just watch a woman as she undressed, but there
was something different in Darla's case, something more than her luscious tits
and butt. He was seized by an almost overpowering urge to smash through the
window and grab her, but then he told himself that he was not a rapist. Even if
he were, the big shepherd would make very short work of him and what the dog
left would languish in jail for a long time. Thomas watch her sit on the edge of
the bed and talk to the dog while she opened her legs, showing him a glimpse of
her cunt; then she was playing with it, confirming his hunch that she was going
to masturbate for him. Thomas stared, trembling, then trembled more violently as
Darla fell back across the bed, her ass partly over the edge. She raised and
parted her shapely legs, drawing them back over her and showing him her cunt.
It, too, was beautiful, he decided at once; then it was partially covered by her
hand as she stroked it while she talked to the dog who, Thomas observed,
remained seated, even though he stretched toward her as though he wanted to get
at her. Taking the hand out of her crotch after she had parted the lips of her
cunt, she spoke to the dog, and he got up and hurried to her.
"Jesus Christ," Thomas gasped under his breath, "she really does
have him trained."
The dog went directly to Darla and began licking her cunt. Monty used his long
tongue well, and Thomas could see that by the expression on the woman's face as
the animal kept lapping her cunt. While he watched, Thomas kept his hard cock in
his hand, giving it a slow pull from time to time, being careful not to lose his
load since he sensed that the show was far from finished. And then he watched
Darla climaxing, pushing the dog out of her crotch and rolling over on the bed,
her plump ass jerking as the come really gripped her and held on strongly. Again
he hungered to get his hands on those beautiful big asscheeks, to be lying on
her with his cock pushed into her tight hole. She rested for only a short time,
then she sat up and talked to the dog again. Thomas was afraid she would hear
the hammering of his heart as she dropped to the carpet on her hands and knees;
he knew the dog was going to fuck her and he was going to watch. He saw Monty's
prick slipping out of the sheath - god, the dog was hung! he thought. The dog's
cock was red and wet as he approached her arched ass; the dog paused, sniffed at
her pussy, then mounted her for his woman fuck. As he did, Thomas gasped again
at the sight of the animal's cock. The sheath had rolled all the way back so
that his balls were bared, and his cock looked as big as a man's. As Darla
turned to talk to the dog, urging him on, Thomas saw her face; the smile she
wore was beatific. In that moment, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever
seen. The animal's big thick cock jabbed the air a couple of times, then he
rammed about three inches of it up her cunt and slowly worked the rest of it
into her hole. Then he was busy fucking her, both dog and woman panting while,
outside, Thomas thought he would go out of his mind. He thought of how he
hungered for the feel of her lovely cunt, yet while he was forced to remain
outside, there was a dog fucking her. Thomas decided it wasn't fair to the human
race and especially to him.
Thomas couldn't keep from jacking his cock as he watched. Then he saw the animal
jerking as he shot his load into the cunt of the naked woman and Thomas lost
control, his cum spurting against the wall of the house. It was a big charge and
when he finished, he felt deliciously weak. So did the dog, Thomas thought with
a smile as Monty pulled his cock out of Darla's slit and curled up on the
carpet, licking his dick, his interest in the woman obviously gone.
"Crazy fucking dog," Thomas said quietly to himself. "If I'd just
finished fucking that beauty, I'd go right on loving her up with my hands and my
mouth." He watched as Darla got up, got onto the bed and turned the light
off; then he left, but not before he got her name and address from her mailbox.
As he walked to his home, Thomas vowed that he would get to know Darla and that
they would be lovers. All he didn't know was how he was going to arrange that.
Thomas wrestled with his problem for two days and the greater part of two
nights, yet he couldn't come up with the solution he sought. He didn't go
walking those evenings, wasn't interested in watching other women undressing for
bed, wasn't interested even in his two beautiful lesbians. The only thing on
which his mind would dwell was the beautiful, exciting woman with the dog and
how he was going to arrange to meet her. Phoning her was out of the question,
Thomas reasoned. Before he could begin his approach, she would hang up on him.
Over and over again he told himself that a letter was the only approach. Though
he didn't like the idea, he finally faced the fact that there were no
alternatives, so he spent an entire evening writing, throwing away, changing and
writing some more.
It was after midnight when he finished and as he reread his letter, he still
wasn't sure it was right. He began the letter by telling of the tragic loss of
his wife and went on to tell how, after a long period during which masturbation
was his only sexual outlet, he accidentally became a peeping Tom. He told her
how he had tried to fight it, realizing the danger it involved, but that he
hadn't had the strength to stop. Then came the really tough part where he told
her what he had seen when he peeped into her window that night. He didn't dwell
on details, saying just enough so that she would know what he had observed - the
lapping and the fucking Monty had given her. He told, too, that in his wild
arousal and jealousy of the dog, he had jacked off outside her window. Much of
the letter was an impassioned plea for her to agree to see him, pointing out
that he was a loner, an unhappy lonesome man, and that he sensed it was a
problem they shared, that in getting to know each other, in talking of their
problems and of life, they could, hopefully, build a new life for themselves,
one which would be full and rich and rewarding. If not, he pointed out, at least
they would have discussed their problems and perhaps even that would be helpful
to both. After much debate with himself, he mailed the letter on Friday evening,
knowing she would receive it on Monday. He hadn't signed the letter, for obvious
reasons, but he promised he would phone her on Monday for her answer.
At 10a on Monday morning, Thomas went to a quiet restaurant where there was a
phone booth in the back, and his hand trembled as he fed a dime into the slot
and dialed her number. He heard nervousness in her voice when he told her he was
the writer of the letter and begged her not to hang up. She told him she
wouldn't.
Nervously, she told him of her terrible humiliation at his having caught her
with her guilty secret. Then he reminded her that he had confessed his guilty
secret to her in the letter, so that they were even. Both were trying, and
gradually much of the nervousness passed so that they were able to talk a little
more easily. Then they agreed that he would go to visit her at ten-thirty.
"You're sure you're not afraid to have me in your house alone?" he
asked considerately. "We could meet in some public place, a park for
instance."
"No, I'm not afraid. Something in your voice and in the tone of your letter
tells me I won't be in any danger with you."
There was a florist shop next to the restaurant, and Thomas bought a dozen
beautiful red roses which he earned as he got out of his car in front of her
house and turned up the walk. Darla had seen him coming and opened the door
before he could ring the bell. She was pleased to see a handsome, well-dressed,
clean-cut man, with just a few traces of gray hair around his temples, but she
couldn't keep from blushing, and she apologized for it, stammering a little.
"I'm nervous, too," he told her, "and you blush far more
beautifully than these roses," he added as he gave her the bouquet. Her
hands trembled as she took it and thanked him, then led him into the living room
where a coffee service had been set up.
Conversation was difficult in the beginning, and Thomas saw that it was up to
him to get things started. He repeated much of what he had told her in the
letter; that helped loosen her up so that she was able to talk about the
emptiness of her own life, her bad marriage, starvation for sex and finally, how
by accident she had learned that, in a forbidden manner, her dog could serve her
needs much better than her husband had.
"It's all right while it's happening and for a while after," Darla
told him, "but then comes the shame. I have cruel little voices in my head,
telling me I'm no longer a woman, that no man would want me and that I'm only
good enough for dogs," she said, and Thomas saw tears welling up in her
eyes.
"Don't talk like that," he scolded. "I know what you mean. I hear
voices, too, after I've peeped at other people making love while I was jerking
off like a little boy. It can't be worse for you than it is for me. That's why
I'm convinced we're each other's only hope."
They talked on for more than an hour, then reached the stage where they were
discussing various sexual acts. There was a different kind of nervousness then,
a strongly sexual one. As their conversation became more intimate, the feeling
grew in both of them until it was straight sexual arousal and both knew it. When
he asked if he might sit beside her on the couch, she nodded and gave him a
nervous smile. Seeing that she was trembling as he sat, Thomas put an arm around
her waist, felt the firmness of her flesh. Then his mouth was on hers, and they
were kissing in passionate abandon. It was obvious that they would be screwing
in just a little while, and Thomas couldn't believe his good fortune. Still, not
wanting to make even one blunder, he kept his hands off her thighs and tits
until she took one hand and guided it to a nyloned thigh, just above her knee.
They were kissing at the time, and as his tongue played with hers, his hand
squeezed and rubbed up the sheer cotton until it was on the skin of a luscious
thigh and Thomas and Darla were sighing into each other's mouths.
"We don't need to wait any longer, Thomas," Darla told him after the
kiss, while his hand on her thigh triggered electric sensations for both of
them. "Take me to my bed now. Strip me naked and we'll make love. I know
it's going to be so good. I'll try to be good for you, too."
"I want that, Darla, more than I want life," Thomas told her. Then
they were walking hand in hand to her bedroom where she bent over the bed,
displaying her lush thighs as she drew the covers back.
As she did, Thomas began undressing. He did it fast, and by the time she had
removed her dress, he was naked, his cock looking big and proud and beautiful in
erection. Darla let out little squeal as she looked at it and thought of how
good his prick would feel in her hot, churning cunt. She reached to unhook her
bra, but Thomas caught her hands and told her he would do it. Before doing so,
he fondled the cups of her bra, telling her what lovely tits she had and how
firm and youthful they were; then he took her in his arms again and while they
kissed, he rubbed his hands down her silken-smooth back to feel the luscious big
asscheeks he lusted for. She loved the way he fondled her and the way his hard
prick throbbed against her belly. As their kiss ended, Thomas slipped the hooks
of her bra. Then he stepped back with the garment in his hands, staring hotly at
her lovely, naked tits while Darla panted with lust, surprised that she felt
proud of her body, more proud than nervous at baring it to this stranger, this
beautiful, romantic man.
"I still can't believe that breasts can be so beautiful, so big, so
firm," he told Darla as he held a boob in each hand and fondled gently.
"With you, I want to call them tits. I want to hear and use all the sex
words. Do you mind?" she asked.
"Mind? Far from it. I'm going to suck these luscious tits, babe. I'm also
going to suck your lovely cunt and make you cum with my tongue, but I'm going to
suck and kiss and lick a lot of other places as well. We're going to go wild,
Darla, and it'll be hours before we come back to earth."
"Oh yes, Thomas, yes, and you'll fuck me with that big, beautiful, hard
cock I feel against my belly. I want to feel that lovely cock inside my hot
cunt. Do you really want to fuck me, Thomas? Do you want to put your cock in my
cunt and fuck me?" she repeated, loving the sound of the words.
"I want to fuck you more than I want to breathe," Thomas told her.
Then he was kissing her mouth again and her enormous, bare breasts were mashed
against his chest. Both his hands clutched her satiny asscheeks as they shared
saliva.
"Aren't you going to take my panties off?" she asked as he eased her
down onto the bed and loomed above her.
"You can be sure of that, babe," he told her, "in a little while.
There are so many things to do first. I intend to make the unveiling of your
beautiful ass a very special event."
Darla accepted that with a sigh; then she was sighing more loudly as Thomas
fondled and sucked her massive tits in a way they had never been sucked and
fondled before. While he sucked one luscious boob, he fondled them both. His
ardent touches drove her farther into the throes of lust. After he had been
sucking her second tit awhile, she felt one of his hands rubbing down her tummy,
and she opened her legs wide to make a path for it. Thomas's hand followed the
path right down into her crotch, and he felt the warmth of her soft, tender cunt
through sheer cotton, his rubbing hand providing a maddening thrill for her as
he continued to suck the silken jug which she pressed up at him, sighing and
panting and moaning with desire.
"Oh, Thomas, my panties are all wet in the crotch and my cunt is so hot and
juicy for you," Darla said, her behind squirming on the sheet.
"Then I guess I'll just have to do something about it, won't I?" he
said as he raised his face from her tit and licked his lips. "I think I'm
going to love the taste of your wet panties. Open your legs nice and wide,
Darla."
"You're going to... to suck my panties?"
"Yes, babe. I'm going to have a nice taste of cotton- filtered cunt, and
then I'll take your panties off and suck and lick your hot, juicy pussy until
you can't stand another orgasm. I'll probably suck for at least an hour."
All Darla could do was moan with passion; then she cried out more loudly as his
face went into her crotch, brushed an inner thigh, and then he was sucking and
lightly chewing on the wet crotch of her panties, rocketing her to a new plateau
of passion, one she had never before achieved.
As he sucked, Thomas worked his hands under her, and she raised her ass to help.
He fondled her lush, smooth asscheeks while he went on sucking and slurping in
her crotch, making her panties very wet and adding to the searing heat of her
cunt.
Abandoning herself totally to him, Darla was sure than no woman in history had
ever been as well loved, then reminded herself that they were only getting
started, that she still had her panties on, wet though they were, and that the
actual cunt-lapping and fucking was yet to come. She wondered if her heart could
stand it all, wondered if it were possible to die of too much joy, but the
thought didn't bother her at all; then she gasped as she realized that, despite
the fact that her panties were still on, she was right on the verge of coming.
She opened her mouth to pant the words to her fucker, but she didn't make it.
Instead of words, she emitted a series of groans and high-pitched wails, and her
body jerked through an orgasm that was as magnificent as any she had ever known,
better than any, she decided as the delicious waves kept sweeping over her while
Thomas kept his face pressed into the warmth of her wet crotch, inhaling deeply,
his hands holding the cheeks of her ass firmly.
"Oh, Thomas," she sighed, "I've never had an orgasm with my
panties on in my life. You work miracles."
"There are going to be a lot of miracles, babe," he told her,
"and a lot of comes. Lie face down now so I can unveil that work of art you
carry in your panties."
Sighing, her eyes shining, Darla turned over and lay face down as his hands went
to her asscheeks which were only partially covered by her panties. As he played
there, she thought of how she had always considered her ass too big and had
never dreamed that one day a man would call it a work of art and would handle it
as though he meant what he said. When he bent to kiss and lick bare skin around
the cuffs of her panties, Darla groaned deeply. She had never been kissed there
and wondered how she had been able to live without it, or would be able to in
the future if things turned out that way. And then she felt him beginning to
peel her panties down and tried to raise a little to help him. He lowered them
until two inches of the top of her crack showed. He paused and pressed his lips
there in a thrilling kiss. Before taking his mouth away, he licked the top of
her crack and made it excitingly wet, then he went back to peeling her panties
down, his voice breaking as he told her over and over how beautiful she was. Her
wet panties were caught in her crotch, but he freed them with the same gentle
touch, then took them down her legs and off. Telling her to look, Thomas
untangled her panties, found the wet crotch and put it in his mouth. Darla
trembled as she saw and heard him sucking juice from the cotton, the thrill so
great she thought she would faint. Then he kissed the wet crotch of the garment
and dropped it onto the chair.
Returning to the bed, he knelt up beside her and gazed lovingly at the perfect
rounds of her ass. Then he crouched beside her and settled down to play with
them, using his hands and his lips and his tongue as she squirmed, sighed and
panted and rubbed her bushy cunt mound on the sheet. From time to time, his lips
would leave a cheek and his hands would pull the firm mounds apart; then his
face was between them and he was licking deeply, wetly in her crack, the tip of
his tongue playing teasing games with her ass, her groans becoming a little
louder as he tickled her asshole.
"Is your pretty pussy ready for another orgasm now?" he asked. When
she told him it was more than ready, he had her turn over, bending her knees up
and moving them wide apart as he stared into her crotch where he saw a cunt that
was truly beautiful.
"But don't all pussies look the same?" Darla asked.
"Not by any means. I've seen cunts that were so-so, others that were
positively ugly. A truly pretty cunt is quite unusual, and you have a beautiful
one to look at and to touch and to suck and to fuck. I plan to do all of those
things to it, if you'll allow me."
"Allow you? Oh, you wonderful, crazy man. I'll die if you don't. I've never
been treated this way, never responded to any man like this."
While she talked, one of his hands was stroking a silken inner thigh, finding it
firm, firmer than he would have expected. The hand moved higher, the tips of his
fingers brushing the tender lips of an obviously hot cunt. She moaned again as
his hand covered the moist pussy, pressed warmly over it, then began to rub
tenderly. Telling her he had to shake hands with her cunt, he parted the
pussy-lips, stroking gently between them with the same loving touch. Slowly he
worked a long, gentle finger into her slit and felt her tremble, saw beads of
sweat standing out on her naked body as the finger worked in and out and she
told him it was better than any cock she had ever felt in her snatch. While a
hand rubbed over her smooth tummy, Thomas went on fingering her pussy for a
while, then brought his finger higher until the tip of it found her clit and
made her body jerk strongly.
Whispering softly to Darla, he went on stroking her clit lightly until he saw
passion contort her face. She cried out as an almost unbearable orgasm claimed
her and swept her away. Removing his finger from her slit, he pressed his hand
warmly on her cunt and held it there until the spasms finally weakened and then
passed. When she was able to talk again, Darla told him with awe that it had
been the most magnificent orgasm she had ever known. He smiled as he promised
her more and better ones, a promise she felt was impossible for him to keep.
Lying close to her, Thomas began kissing her thighs and tummy and hips, using
his hands as well as his lips and bringing her quickly up again, hot and
trembling as she sensed that this time his mouth would find its way to her cunt.
In her aroused state, she felt sure it wouldn't take much muff-diving to make
her have another orgasm. He worked slowly, ardently, and then she felt warm,
moist breath in her crotch. Darla wanted to tell him to hurry, to get his mouth
right on her cunt, but all that came out was another groan. It was followed by a
loud, quavering cry as his tongue licked slowly over her pussy. She heard a
muffled groan from her crotch, felt an unbelievably exciting kiss on her gash,
and then he was sucking her cunt while his hands held and rubbed her hips and
thighs. Darla knew she was going to fly over the rainbow again. As Thomas sucked
her cunt and she moaned, Darla found it impossible to believe that just one
mouth and one cunt could combine to produce such fantastic sensations. But there
was an even greater sensation to cum, and it happened when his tongue came into
play and he began lapping her open cunt. His tongue probed deeply, into her hot,
juicy box. It lashed inside her snatch, and Darla told herself that his tongue
must be more than just a tongue and that what he was doing to her had to be more
than just cunt-lapping. He was not just a man, she decided, but a god or perhaps
a devil.
Darla felt him shifting his position subtly. Her cry filled the room as his
tongue found her clit, found it and did such wildly wonderful things to it that
she feared her cries would be heard blocks away. But she didn't care, didn't
care about anything except the erotic magic he was working in her cunt and
throughout her entire being as he licked on and on until climax struck. Darla
knew it was going to surpass even the previous ones, so she stuffed a hand into
her mouth and bit down to stifle the cries she felt fighting for escape from her
throat. Her hunch about the intensity of the orgasm proved very right. While the
waves kept crashing over her, Darla kept his face trapped in her crotch, her
thighs rubbing it as her legs scissored and her body jerked as though in
electric shock. Finally it passed. Darla felt such a glow of warmth and
contentment and ecstasy that she didn't even try to describe it to her fucker,
knew she couldn't even begin to try, but later, when he raised his sweating face
from her silken crotch, he read all her thoughts in her eyes.
"My God, Thomas my babe," she said as she found his hard, throbbing
dick and squeezed it, "it must be time to do something about this beautiful
cock. Such a long time it's been hard. Isn't it hurting you?"
"Now that you mention it," he told her with a warm smile, "it
would feel a whole lot better buried in that beautiful cunt of yours. Does your
cunt feel wet enough to take a stiff prick?"
"You wonderful, crazy fucker. My cunt feels wet enough for a swim. Fuck me,
my babe fucker. Fuck me now and shoot all your cum into me and make my cunt even
wetter. I can already feel juice trickling into the crack of my ass, but I want
to be wet with your seed."
Reaching between her parted legs, Thomas patted and rubbed her wet pussy, then
used the tip of a finger to follow the wet trail down between the lower slopes
of the big, silken asscheeks. For a little while, he played in her wet crack;
then she saw him moving up over her. Her eyes went wide with delight. She held
out her arms to welcome his body onto hers, his cock into her hot, wet cunt for
what she knew was going to be the greatest fuck of her life.
"You're beautiful to begin with, my babe," he told her as he knelt
between her legs and stared at her, "but you're especially beautiful when
you're horny. What a sweet, beautiful fuck this is going to be. I only hope I
can make it last long enough so that you can have a big orgasm with my prick
inside you."
"Another orgasm would kill me," Darla told him and sighed, "but I
don't care if it does. I'm so happy, I can't stand it. I think it would be nice
to die this way."
Telling her that it would be even nicer to live that way, he lowered himself
gently onto her, being careful not to hurt her. Darla felt his cock probing her
crotch. It found her cunt, and the cockhead rubbed her gash for a few seconds;
then she was moaning and he was panting as he slowly pushed his rod between the
soft pussy-lips and slowly worked it up her cunt in a series of short, very
gentle strokes, until it was totally buried in her hole. She wrapped her arms
tightly around him, telling him she would never let go and that he would have to
spend the rest of his life lying on her body with his prick buried in her cunt.
For a little while, he lay with his full weight on her. They both felt his cock
throbbing in the tight warmth of her juicy cunt; then he was ready to give her
the fuck they both wanted, but when he tried to get his weight off her, her arms
tightened around him.
"Be heavy on me," she panted. "Be rough. Fuck me hard, my babe
fucker. Make me know you're fucking me."
Thomas had wanted to be gentle, but since it was not the way she wanted it, he
decided to really pound the meat to her. He was heavy on her body and he rode
her roughly, his cock stabbing and jabbing strongly, making her pant and grunt.
The next time he screwed her, he vowed silently, he would do it gently, but this
was one rough fuck that both she and he would remember. Thomas knew he wasn't
going to be able to make their fuck last very long, but then he sensed that she
was almost ready to climax again. Darla panted confirmation of that, asked him
to fuck hard, and then her arms and legs were wrapped tightly around his body
and she was crying out and jerking in yet another magnificent orgasm. Thomas
waited until it had passed, smiled down into her face, then broke the grip of
her arms and took his weight off her body, supporting it on his hands. When he
started fucking Darla again, he did it slowly and she loved it, sighing and
telling him that she had never been fucked so gently and beautifully. He
surprised himself by making the slow fuck last a long time. Then his balls
flashed the signal that it was time to cum. Lowering his body onto her again, he
gave her a few more long strokes of stiff cock. Then she was holding his jerking
body strongly as he fired his hot load into her greedily sucking cunt.
"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered as spurt after spurt of cum shot into
her hole. "Give it all to me. Shoot it in my cunt, babe. Yes... yes...
yes," she cooed until he was finished and, with a deep sigh, he became just
a little heavier on her. But his tired body was a beautiful burden for Darla,
and she didn't want to part with it, ever.
They lay for a little while, resting. Then they got up and walked into the
kitchen, her garter belt and nylons the only clothing in sight. Darla produced a
bottle of whiskey, and they drank a toast to the miracle they had found. At one
point, Thomas had his back turned to her. When he turned to look at her, he saw
tears in her eyes. Putting his drink down, he took her in his arms and asked
about them.
"I'm so afraid, Thomas. It was so beautiful. It was like I was just born
again. I don't want it to be just a one-time thing. I couldn't stand that."
"You sweet, silly babe," he said, laughing as he gave her a smack on
one cheek of her ass. "I feel exactly the way you do, and as far as I'm
concerned, this is just the beginning of our life together."
They kissed, and then Darla felt better. There were still tears in her eyes, but
she told him that they were happy tears and he understood.
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Chapter 2.
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The first thing Connie noticed when she got home from school was the happy look
on her mother's face and the gleam in her eyes. The next thing was the bouquet
of long-stemmed, red roses. Despite being only eleven, it wasn't hard for Connie
to connect the two, and to realize that there was just one missing ingredient -
the man.
"You've got a boy friend!" she gasped aloud, not yet sure whether or
not she liked the idea. "Tell me about him, Mother."
"You sound more like a mother talking to your daughter," Darla told
her. "Just for that, I'm not going to tell you a thing about him - except
that his name is Thomas, he's forty-one years old, a widower, he's very handsome
and charming and sensitive and he has a daughter of twelve and a son of eleven.
Now that's all," she said, more than a little out of breath.
"How did you meet him? Where? You hardly ever go anywhere."
In her lighthearted, lightheaded mood, Darla couldn't help wondering how it
would sound if she told her daughter that she met him when he was being a
peeping Tom at her window, jerking himself off while he watched Monty licking
her cunt and fucking her.
"He's a businessman and I met him in the course of business. You're going
to meet him soon, and I have a hunch you'll like him. You're not going to get
upset about my having a relationship with a inane are you, Connie?"
"No, Mother. You're young and pretty, and I guess you deserve it. It's just
that after all the things I heard you say about men and marriage, I'm surprised.
Are you going to marry him?"
"I don't know for sure, sweetie. I guess it's a possibility, but it's a
little early for such major decisions. For the time being, we're going to get to
know each other a lot better. To this point, we seem to be perfectly suited for
each other."
Stealing another glance at her mother, seeing that her face was still flushed,
that she was a little red around the mouth, as though she had been necking
heavily, Connie wondered if her mother had been in bed with her man, but she
pushed the thought away. They talked of school and other things, but it wasn't
what either of them was really thinking about.
Thomas came to visit at 8p that same evening, and Connie saw at once why her
mother liked the man. She was pleased, too, that he didn't bring her any gift,
was not trying to buy her affection or approval, and he didn't talk down to her
as so many adults tended to do. Her mother had greeted him at the door with a
warm kiss, but after that, they chatted like friends, with no hand-holding or
other displays of affection. They seemed to welcome Connie in their
conversation, and she stayed with them for about a half-hour, then excused
herself and went to her room.
Darla and Thomas found many things to talk about, and they were still talking
long after midnight when Darla was sure her daughter was soundly asleep. She
didn't want to take chances, though, so she took Thomas to the basement room
where the couch served them well as he made love to her with his hands and mouth
for a long time before he was ready to fuck her.
"I'd love it if you fucked me again, Thomas," she whispered as he
stroked her cunt gently, "but tell me the truth. Would you like me to suck
your cock? You've sucked my cunt so well and so often."
"If it's the truth you want - Yes! I'd love that. I haven't had my cock
sucked in so long. Are you sure you don't mind doing it?"
"Far from minding, I'll enjoy doing it very much. Your cock felt so good in
my cunt, now I want to feel it in my mouth. I want to feel your cum shooting in
my mouth. Lie back, babe, and I'll suck you off."
But instead of doing that, he had her lie back on the couch and he went down on
her for the third time that evening, sucking and licking her cunt thrillingly
until she climaxed strongly, being careful not to make too much noise, though
she didn't feel like being careful about anything. Her pussy was still tingling
warmly as her man lay on his back beside her and she crouched beside him to play
with his big, strong prick. It would have felt so good, she thought, to straddle
his body, to guide his cockhead into her slit, then lower herself on it and
impale her snatch, but she told herself that it would feel better to suck on the
big dick and feel his warm, rich cum shooting into her mouth. When she started
to take the cock into her mouth, she felt a hand tugging at her and changed her
position so that her fucker had her ass to play with while she went to work on
his prick. A hand squeezed one smooth cheek, and Thomas again told her how
beautiful and exciting her ass was; then she was opening her mouth and slowly
pushing the big velvet cockhead into it, making Thomas groan with delight.
If her former husband had done anything for her, Darla thought, it was teaching
her how to suck a cock. He had begun the training during their honeymoon, and
while she had been nervous, she began enjoying the act during her first blow
job. She got to enjoy it more and more until it reached the stage where he
wanted nothing but cocksucking. Only then did she stop enjoying giving head. But
she was enjoying the act immensely as his big, beautiful cockhead filled her
mouth and she held his dick with one hand, while the other explored, touching
belly, thighs and balls, cupping the heavy, hairy sac gently with a silent
promise that she soon would drain it, and that there would be other cocksuckings
in the beautiful future. Seeing how much her man was enjoying the blow job,
Darla took it slow, removing his rod often from her mouth to let it cool down a
little. He let out a little grunt of objection the first time Darla took his
dick out of her mouth. When she told him it would last longer that way, he
smiled and told her to take all night if she wanted to. Darla wasn't the type to
time a blow job, or any other sexual act, but when she started, she heard the
antique clock on the mantel deride quarter to twelve. When it struck midnight,
his cock was still hard and strong, and it delighted her to see that she had
made the blow job last so long.
"Do you want me to finish you up now, babe?" Darla asked as she took
his cock out of her mouth one more time, her hand giving the shaft a little
squeeze.
"Make it last as long as you like, my angel. It has to be the most
beautiful cocksucking any man ever received. Try to finish by ten-thirty. I have
an appointment then."
Darla laughed, teasingly licking the head of his prick. Her hand gave it a few
slow, loving pulls, and then she pushed the tool into her mouth again and
resumed the delightful blow job, keeping him panting and moaning with lust. He
had carried her beyond heaven with his mouth, and she was determined to do no
less for him. But even in taking, Thomas was giving, too, as he fondled her ass
so lovingly, stroking the cheeks, fingering her ass and, from time to time,
pushing a hand between her thighs to tease her pussy. She heard a change in his
sounds and felt his body tensing. There was no time then for teasing, no need
for further delay. His cock had been well-sucked and now it was time for him to
fire his load and for her to taste his sperm. Making muffled moaning and humming
sounds in her throat, Darla sucked more greedily, taking more and more of the
shaft into her mouth. As she felt his dick expanding, she drew her head back a
little so that only the cockhead was in her mouth. The first spurt of cum in her
mouth was just a small one, but the second was much bigger. So was the third and
the fourth and the next twelve to fifteen spurts as Thomas shot much more cum
into her mouth than she would have expected, considering their morning fuck
session. She sucked until his balls were drained. At last he pushed her head
gently away from him still moaning like a dying man. As he did, she heard the
clock strike the quarter hour and was delighted to see that she had been sucking
his cock for a half- hour.
While her man recovered from the magnificent blow job, Darla was content to lie
with her cheek on his belly, one hand stroking a strong, hairy thigh. She
observed that while his thighs and the base of his belly were hairy, the rest of
his body was free of hair, smooth and thrilling to touch. It was just, she told
herself, another way in which her exciting man was so perfect. She wondered how
it could be that no other woman had claimed him before she found him - or, more
to the point, she amended, before he found her in her room, getting fucked by
her dog. It was a wonder to her, too, that instead of his having been horrified
at the sight, it had so taken him that he had to meet her, that he had sent her
a letter, the letter which had first filled her with terror and shame.
"Come to me, my beautiful angel," Thomas said tiredly. "I want to
kiss the mouth that did such wild, wonderful things to my cock. I've never been
sucked like that no man ever has."
She hurried into his arms, and then their mouths came together in a fiercely
passionate kiss which went on and on before it ended and he told her again what
a magnificent job she had done and Darla glowed with pride.
"I don't know how long that lasted, but it seemed like hours."
"I know exactly how long it lasted, babe. It was thirty minutes," and
then she told him about the clock.
"Christ, at a million dollars a minute - and it was worth at least that - I
owe you a hell of a big bill." "Don't bother with money, babe,"
Darla told him. "Income tax would take so much of it. The next time we get
together, lap my cunt in that special way of yours, and then I'll owe you."
They laughed, and then Thomas didn't want to wait until the next time.
"But you must be tired, my poor angel."
"I'll never be too tired to eat that magic cunt," he assured her.
"Now open those beautiful legs and my mouth will say thank you in a
different way."
"You know I can't say no to a cunt-lapping, sweetie, especially the way you
do it, but at least lie back so I can serve you your hot, juicy snack."
"And I can play with that beautiful ass while you feed me. That sounds
perfect, better than perfect, my babe," Thomas told her. Then he lay back
and she slowly straddled him.
Darla allowed him to stare up into her open gash, his hands coursing over her
silken butt. Then she gave a warm sigh and her crotch came down slowly until
Thomas felt the lips of her cunt on his mouth and he began to suck it. Her
snatch was deliciously juicy and warm. As his hands fondled the cheeks of her
beautiful ass, he went on sucking and lapping while she squirmed and sighed with
joy until she felt her climax building and she panted that message to him. His
tongue curled around her clit. Then Darla came again, and her crotch massaged
his face while wave after delicious wave broke over her. Darla told herself that
the rest of her life was going to be full of such magic moments with her magic
man.
"Mother, are you having sex with Thomas?" Connie asked her mother as
they met in the kitchen after school the next day.
"Yes, sweetie, I am. I've never lied to you, so I see no reason to start
now. After all, sex is a natural thing between a man and a woman, especially
when they're in love."
"I'm glad for you, Mother. Is sex always good?"
"No, sweetie, it isn't always. It is with Thomas and me, though, and I have
a hunch it'll only get better."
"It wasn't good with Daddy, was it?"
"In the beginning it was. Then it died out. I'm not saying it was his fault
or that he was a bad man. Things just died between us."
"I think you're being very generous to him. I'm still just a kid and I was
younger then, but I know he spent every evening drinking beer and watching TV.
He was usually drunk when he went to bed, wasn't he?"
"You're more than just a kid, sweetie. Actually, you're very observant.
Yes, it's true that your father lost interest in sex. I was hungry for a long
time, and since Thomas came along, it's like being born again in a beautiful new
world."
"Sex must be so exciting," Connie observed with a little sigh,
"and I've got so long to wait."
"I know, sweetie. I can understand how you feel. I was eleven once, you
know. When I had that longing to grow up and try sex, I'd go to my room, take my
panties off and masturbate. I take it you do that when you're in the mood?"
"Gee, Mother you're really frank. I keep wondering about it. I hear other
girls talking about it, and they make it sound nice, but I'm afraid."
"Afraid? Why?"
"Because, well, I heard that if you do it too much, you can break your
cherry and that too much of it makes your pussy too big and stretched out, and
men don't like that."
"Oh, you poor lamb, that's all garbage. It's like telling boys that if they
jack off, they'll grow hair on the palms of their hands. Those are just things
that are said to scare children. I suspect most of them began with churches or
religious parents who think that to have fun is a sin. A pussy will stretch a
mile before it will tear an inch - it stretches or contracts to accommodate
whatever is put inside it."
"You mean there's nothing wrong with masturbating? It isn't abnormal or
anything?" Connie asked, surprised.
"It's as normal and as natural as breathing, sweetie. Far from being a bad
thing, it's a good one. People who don't masturbate suppress natural feelings,
and suppressed feelings can lead to trouble. It's natural for people, children
as well as adults, to get horny from time to time. I pity anyone who doesn't.
When that happens, there comes a certain tension. Masturbation is nature's
safety valve."
"You mean anytime I feel that way, it's all right to go ahead and finger my
pussy?"
"Well now, when you say anytime, I'm not sure I can go that far. If you
fingered your pussy in class, it wouldn't go over too well."
"Oh, Mother!" Connie said, and they both laughed. "I wish we'd
had this talk before."
"I'm sorry, sweetie. The fault's mostly mine. I should have paid more
attention."
"Don't blame yourself, Mother. You're wonderful. I wouldn't want any other
woman in the world for a mother," Connie said and hugged her mother
tightly.
"Mmmm, this must be my week," Darla said and beamed. "First
Thomas told me so many wonderful things, and now you. If you keep this up, I'll
start believing it all."
"You should believe it, Mother. It's true and I'll bet what he tells you
is, too. Mother, now that we've gone this far, I guess it's time for me to ask
you something."
Darla hugged her daughter more tightly; then she asked in a whisper, "Do
you mean you want to learn more about fingering your pussy?"
"Yes," her daughter replied and blushed.
"Then let's go to the bedroom for a little lesson. You're going to like it
a lot, sweetie," Darla told her as they left the kitchen.
In the bedroom, Connie hugged her mother again, and Darla felt her trembling.
"Nervous, babe?" she asked.
"Yes, I guess I'm plenty nervous, but I feel kind of excited, too."
"That's a good way to feel, babe. I always feel that way when I'm getting
ready to finger myself. I like it best in the mornings when I'm still sleepy.
Sex is always best first thing in the morning, as far as I'm concerned."
"Tell me about it, Mother. Tell me what you do and how you feel."
They sat on the edge of the bed. Darla put an arm around her daughter, then
tried to explain it in full detail, not just her actions, but her feelings as
well. Since she had decided to be totally honest with her daughter, she told of
some of the fantasies she enjoyed while masturbating, fantasies which included a
man who sucked and fondled her tits and ass and cunt, and who fucked her. While
she talked, her daughter squirmed with passion. It wasn't long before Darla was
doing the same.
"It must be thrilling to have a man suck your cunt, Mother," Darla
said, her voice breaking.
"Yes, babe, it is and your day will come. You're only eleven now. Just a
few more years and you'll be ready."
"Oh, Mother, I know I shouldn't ask this, but I can't help it. Has Thomas
sucked your pussy yet?"
"Yes, babe. Last night after you were asleep, we went down to the rec room
and played for a long time. We were both naked, and he did everything to me. He
sucked my cunt and made me cum three or four times that way, and I took his cock
in my mouth and sucked him off. I've never met a man as exciting as Thomas. He's
such a fucker."
"Oooohhh, Mother!" Connie squealed. "That's so exciting! Did you
ever suck Daddy's cock?"
"Yes, he's the one who taught me. Thomas tells me nobody ever sucked his
cock as beautifully as I did. I hope he really meant it. I did my best, and it
took me half an hour before I made him shoot his cum in my mouth."
"Oh, Mother," Connie squealed and pressed closer, "I'm so
horny!"
"Now that you mention it, sweetie, I'm pretty horny myself. I think after
you've had your orgasm, I'll need one, too."
"Oh, yes, Mother, do it! I know, you do it first and I can watch you. Come
on, Mother, let's take all out clothes off and do it right now."
"Wait a minute, sweetie, I'll have to think about that a bit," Darla
said, trying to find the strength to resist, but she searched in vain, and then
they were standing by the bed, undressing, Connie almost tearing her clothes off
in her hurry, eager to see the mature body of her mother, sensing that it was
going to be a very beautiful one.
"What a little beauty you are, babe," Darla said as she eyed her naked
daughter. "Your titties are coming along so nicely. It's hard to believe
you're not even thirteen yet! That's a nice little pussy bush you're developing,
too. Turn around and let me see your ass."
Eagerly, the girl turned and Darla smiled as she looked at her asscheeks. Like
her own, they were perfect mounds, and she hoped they would stay that way as
Connie developed.
"You're going to have an ass like mine, I think," Darla told her.
"I've always felt mine was too big, but Thomas swears it's the most
beautiful one he's ever seen. He loves to kiss and lick it, and it drives me
right up the wall, it feels so good." Moving closer to her daughter, Darla
put a hand on one cheek and squeezed. She found firm flesh and skin that was
smoother than silk; then she found herself enjoying it too much and took the
hand away.
"That felt nice, Mother, nice and sexy. I guess I'm sexy all over
today," Connie added as she turned and watched her mother unhooking her
bra. She gasped as the garment was removed, and her eyes blinked at the sight of
the enormous F-cup boobs, so big yet so firm and smooth-looking.
"Oh, Mother, what a beautiful big pair of ti... breasts you have. Gee,
you're beautiful."
"Thank you, babe. It's all right to call them tits. I like the word. Thomas
and I use all the strong words. It makes it more fun that way."
"My god, they're REALLY big when you unstrap them from your bra. How big
are they?" the young girl asked.
"Honey! They're 38F-cups if you have to know. I have to have my bras
special-ordered, and they're very expensive."
"Oh, please, Mother, let me touch them. Let me feel your... huge
tits."
While Darla hesitated, thinking that perhaps it was time to draw the line,
Connie reached for the big, firm boobs, and then she was panting as she fondled
them. Her hands felt good, so good that Darla's nipples hardened fast, elongated
excitingly, the size of them delighting her wildly aroused daughter.
"Honest, Mom, I'm not queer or anything," Connie panted as she fondled
the luscious tits, "but this feels so good. I never knew tits could be so
exciting to feel like this. Wow, look, your nipple is wider than my hand!"
"Yes, sweetie, it's exciting for me, too. That's my areola, not my nipple,
just so you know. By the way, I don't think queer is a nice word, but we'll talk
about that later. I think we're both ready for some fingering, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Mother. Take your panties off and show me the rest. Then we'll
finger our pussies. Oh I'm so horny!"
Since Thomas had made her so proud of her plump, well-rounded ass, Darla turned
her back to her daughter, then slowly pushed her panties down, delighted by the
gasp she heard.
"No wonder Thomas says your ass is beautiful, Mother," the girl said
with feeling. "It really is. I hope mine will look like that someday."
Darla was pushing her panties down when she felt two smooth hands on her ass,
one squeezing each cheek. When her panties fell around her ankles, she stepped
out of them. Then she was naked except for her garter belt and nylons. As she
did, she had to warn herself of the danger of things getting out of hand. Never
before had she felt any sexual arousal toward another female, and it frightened
her that she was becoming so wildly passionate in the presence of her own,
innocent daughter. A couple of strong orgasms would settle them both down, she
decided. Taking her daughter onto the bed, Darla told her all she knew about
masturbation and explained the function of her clit, telling her that while
general playing with the cunt felt nice, the clit was really the trigger of the
orgasm. She parted willing legs and found Connie's passion bud. As she touched
it, the girl panted and squirmed.
"Feels nice, babe, doesn't it?" Darla asked as she stroked the little
clit with a finger she had wet in her mouth.
"Oh, yes. It almost hurts, but it feels so good. I never knew it could feel
this wonderful. Mother, I want you to do it all the way and make me cum, but
please do it to yourself first and let me watch."
"All right, sweetie," Darla said, then pushed the finger all the way
into her daughter's cunt and worked it in and out a few times. "I'm really
in the mood for a big orgasm anyway."
"Ooh, that feels so good," Connie said as her mother took the finger
out of her pussy. "Is that what it feels like when a cock is working in and
out of your cunt?"
"Something like that, sweetie - only a cock is so much bigger around and
longer. It really stretches a cunt. "
"How big is a cock? How big is Thomas's?"
"Bigger than your father's." With her right hand, Darla showed her
daughter what the circumference of Thomas's tool was, then showed her the length
of it. The description so thrilled Connie that in that moment, she knew she was
going to find a way to look at the real thing. She didn't know how she was going
to arrange that, but she knew that somehow she would. Then her mother lay back
on the bed and parted her legs. But before Darla's hand reached her crotch,
Connie's was there, feeling the warm slash, patting it and rubbing it gently as
she panted with arousal, telling her mother how exciting her pussy felt. When
Darla told her to, Connie took the hand away and wet it with her mouth. When the
hand returned to the warm, soft cunt, Connie understood why it would be wet as
it slid more easily over the soft lips; then she parted them and looked at the
shiny wet interior of the first cunt she had ever really seen. She had checked
her own with a hand mirror, but that wasn't really the same. As she admired and
patted her mother's snatch, she recalled what Darla had said about Thomas
sucking it and sensed that it would be a thrilling thing to do. For a moment,
she considered putting her mouth on her mother's pussy, but she rejected the
idea, fearing that it would upset her mother and spoil everything.
"All right, sweetie, I'll take over now," Darla said. "I've just
got to have that orgasm and I think it's going to be terrific."
Connie took her hand out of the warm crotch then, and her mother put one of hers
there, showing how she rubbed her pussy a little before starting; then Darla's
hand stopped rubbing, and Connie watched a finger slip into the slit, working in
and out for a little while. Connie saw the look of passion on her mother's face,
saw her naked body squirming and decided that must be the way she looked when
Thomas was lying on top of her, fucking her with his big prick. At the thought,
she trembled and felt a fresh surge of passion; then she saw the finger as it
came almost totally out of the cunt, just the tip left inside.
Sighing, Darla told her daughter she was stroking her clit and that she was
going to cum quickly. That didn't surprise the girl as she saw how fast the
finger stroked, heard her mother's labored breathing and the sighs, deep, loud
sighs which were almost moans. She saw, too, that her mother couldn't keep from
squirming her bare ass over the bed and in her lust, Connie wanted to be a man,
wanted to throw herself on Darla and fuck her with a big, hard prick. Neither
knew how long the fingering had been going on when Darla panted loudly, her
voice breaking, that she was going to cum. Connie caught her breath and held it,
then she saw her mother's body jerk strongly, her back arching in passion. Her
body fell onto the bed, and she cried out loudly as orgasm swept over her. All
through the climax, Darla's face was contorted as though in pain, but as the
spasms passed, that changed to a smile of contentment, and she sighed warmly and
opened shiny eyes which were suddenly filled with very bright stars, Connie saw.
"Help me, Mother. Help make me cum, too!"
Smiling, Darla had her daughter lie back with legs wide apart, then she put a
finger back into her own pussy, to wet it. She heard Connie give a little cry of
delight as the finger went to her crotch. Crouching over the girl, Darla slowly
pushed the finger into her little cunt and drew a sound that was both sigh and
moan as the finger probed inside. With her left hand, Darla fondled a firm
little tit, the touch adding to Connie's arousal; then she went on fingering her
daughter's cunt. Darla couldn't understand how, so shortly after having
discovered the real love of a man, she could get so wildly aroused by a female,
but she was, and there was nothing she could do about it. She hungered to press
her face into the virginal crotch of the girl and suck her cunt, but she was
able to resist, if only barely.
"Oh, Mother," Connie panted, her voice rough with passion, "I'm
going to cum!"
"Just relax, babe and let it happen."
As she talked, her tone warm, Darla went on with the thrilling fingering of her
daughter's tiny cunt until she saw the pretty young face contort with passion,
heard a loud gasp followed by panting and grunting as the naked body, glistening
with sweat, jerked strongly in orgasm. Taking the finger away from Connie's
pussy, Darla impulsively took her in her arms and held her tightly, her face
pressed against the base of the smooth young tummy so that she felt the fuzz of
Connie's cunt bush on her cheek. It would have been so easy to part Connie's
legs and press her face into her crotch to suck her, that Darla became
frightened and kept warning herself that she mustn't do it. And then the orgasm
passed and there was a golden glow on Connie's face as she opened her eyes and
looked surprised to find herself on Darla's wide bed rather than somewhere up
among the stars.
"Oh, Mother, it was so good. I never came that good before."
"You have a sensitive little cunt, babe, and now you know the best way to
use your fingers. Anytime you want to, all you have to do is put them
together."
"Mmmm, I want to cum again," Connie said, and then her right hand was
in her crotch, rubbing her pussy which still felt a little tingly. As she
watched her daughter fingering her pussy, it triggered a need in Darla to do the
same, so she sat on the bed, Indian style, and slipped a finger in her snatch;
then she was fingering her box again. It felt good, so good that she decided one
more orgasm couldn't hurt. Again Darla felt the desire to go down on her
daughter, and she gave herself a firm warning not to take the big step into
lesbian incest.
That evening, Thomas took Darla and her daughter to visit his children. Shelly,
his twelve-year old daughter, and Ted, her fifteen-year old brother, seemed to
be well-brought-up children and greeted their guests politely, if not too
warmly. Darla sensed that there was some resentment in the girl, and that it was
aimed in her direction.
"I'm sure you're right, babe," Thomas told her later, as they talked
over drinks in the kitchen while the children talked and watched television in
the living room, "but she'll soon get over it."
"I'll help her all I can, Thomas. I understand just how she feels. After
the death of her mother, she became, in a sense, the woman in your life. Now I
come along and challenge her. It's only natural she'd resent me, at least in the
beginning."
"With that kind of understanding, sweetie, I'm sure you're going to make
out just fine with her."
"Thanks for the high opinion, sweetie, but I'm not sure I deserve it,"
Darla said, then knew she had to tell about her session with her daughter that
afternoon and her almost overpowering desire to go down on Connie. When she told
him she had to talk to him, they agreed to go to her house where they could be
alone. They told the children they would be gone an hour or so, then they drove
to Darla's house. Darla poured tall drinks for them, and they went into the
living room where she told him everything that had happened that afternoon,
leaving out nothing, not even her desire to go down on her own daughter and suck
her cunt.
"You truly are an amazing woman, my babe," he told her, "but you
don't need to worry about your desire for her. Until I met you, I was quietly
lusting after Shelly's pretty young body. It would have been only a matter of
time before I fucked her." "I can't understand it, Thomas" she
told him. My sex life's better now than it ever was. Why should this happen to
me?"
"The answer to that is easy, sweetie. Sexuality tends to breed
sexuality." "Like the more you get the more you want?" Darla
asked. "Yes. You've discovered the joys of cunt-lapping and cocksucking, so
now you want more. You want to try other, different things - things like sucking
Connie's little tits and her cunt. That isn't strange at all."
"But doesn't that make me a lesbian?"
"Not at all. Society builds fences and applies names, labels. It tells us
what we may or may not do. I say the labels and rules society imposes are
against human nature. Who's to say you shouldn't make love with Connie?"
"Then you don't feel that incest is wrong?" "Not in my
book." "Please tell me more. I want to be convinced." "In
that case," Thomas told her and put a hand under the hem of her dress to
fondle a firm thigh, "I'll try my best to convince you."
"You have very convincing hands, babe," she told him with a little
sigh as the hand moved higher; then she raised her ass off the couch, and he
pushed the hem of her dress up high, feasting his eyes on her lush thighs.
Thomas talked to her of human nature, of love and of human desires. He returned
to the theme of society and churches having distorted human nature by damning
human acts which were basically acts of love. "The same group glorifies war
and killing, yet they condemn love. Just how rational is that?"
"I have to admit that your logic sounds much better. You wouldn't be
horrified then if I told you I made love to my own daughter, that I sucked her
cunt?"
"On the contrary, I'd be so excited you'd get your cunt well sucked and
fucked. As a matter of fact, I think I've talked myself into something while I
was at it."
"Shelly?"
"Yes. I saw her in her bra and panties a couple of days ago and I almost
shot off in my pants. She's really ready to get fucked, whether she knows it or
not. It could make you jealous, though. If you tell me not to, I promise I won't
touch her. If it doesn't matter to you, then my babe daughter is going to get
fucked. Hell, she's going to get laid sooner or later by some boy, and he'll
probably do a lousy job. Since I'm her father and I love her and know what
fucking is, I can show her how beautiful it is and help her enjoy the real
thing."
"Of course I wouldn't be jealous, babe. How could I? In fact, I'd love to
hear all about it. I want you to tell me all the details. Will you?"
"Of course. And you'll tell me all the details? I mean after you've seduced
Connie and licked that tender young cunt of hers?"
"I have a hunch that'll be tomorrow, when I see you. In fact, I want to
take her home early tonight and take her to bed with me. After it's over, I may
let her sleep with me."
"Great, but in that case, I'd better not fuck you. We should keep your cunt
nice and fresh for her, in case she wants to suck you, too. I imagine she
will."
"Hmmm, I'm afraid you're right, and I'm so in the mood for one of your
beautiful fuckings."
"How about a fucking with my tongue?" Thomas asked as her thighs moved
apart and his hand went to her warm crotch, gently stroking her cunt through
sheer cotton.
"Oh, babe, that would be so wonderful! If you like, I'll suck your
beautiful cock and drink all the cum you can shoot," she added, feeling the
way his hard cock was making his pants bulge.
"I'd like that very much, my babe. Lift your pretty ass and I'll take your
panties off. We really don't need to waste time getting all undressed."
Again Darla lifted her behind off the couch and Thomas took her panties down and
off; then she sprawled back to open her cunt for him. Dropping to his knees, he
felt his way up her thighs and made her squirm with his sexy, gentle touches
until he had a hand in her crotch. She sighed deeply as he played with her cunt,
which had warmed up with exciting quickness.
"Oh, yes, babe," she panted, "suck me! Suck my cunt. It's so hot
for you."
"Sorry, but I'm afraid I can't, not in this position."
"You can't?" she asked, frowning.
"That's right. In this position, I can't see and feel your beautiful ass.
Now if I were to lie on the carpet and if you were to kneel with your cunt and
ass right above my face, then you'd really get a terrific cunt-lapping."
"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked, and he laughed as he gave
her pussy another little pat before moving away from her and lying on his back
on the soft carpet.
Darla went to him and would have knelt astride his head at once, but he told her
to stay on her feet with her short dress in place. Understanding, she went to
him and slowly raised one foot to take a step over him. Thomas looked up under
her dress and his cock throbbed some more as he feasted his eyes on sheer nylons
which clung to her legs and thighs, saw her lush white thighs and the black
suspenders, then looked up at her scarlet gash and the lower slopes of her
beautiful ass.
"Wait just a second," he told her. "I have to open my fly and let
my cock out before it breaks off. Jesus, how beautiful and exciting you are,
babe. When I was a boy, I used to think of how exciting it would be if I could
lie down and look up a woman's dress. Now I know."
Darla watched as, with a little difficulty, he took his hard prick out of his
pants; then he sighed and she was sure she could feel his eyes on her thighs and
ass and cunt as he rubbed her legs with both hands. At last he told her he was
ready to suck and she dropped over him, kneeling with her crotch above his face,
raising the hem of her dress so that he could more clearly see her pussy and
butt.
"Oh, babe, it's so exciting this way, with all my clothes on," Darla
told him as he fondled her thighs with both hands, then reached around her to
find her big asscheeks and give them a loving massage. "It makes me hot and
horny, like we're doing something forbidden."
"I can see that you really are a naughty little girl, Darla. Of course I
suspected that when I looked up your dress and saw that you weren't wearing
panties."
"Am I a naughty little girl? You could give me a spanking right on my bare
behind, Daddy."
"Thank you, but that lovely ass is too beautiful and too tender. I couldn't
stand the thought of doing anything to hurt it."
"Do anything you want, Daddy. I'll be your pretty young Shelly. I'm all
horny for you, and after a while I'm going to take my daddy's big cock in my
mouth and suck it. What are you going to do to me now, Daddy?"
"I'm going to suck your tender little cunt until you have a great big
orgasm, Shelly," he told her, going along with her game and finding it very
exciting.
He played with her ass and crotch, and she trembled hotly when he told her to
put her crotch on his face, telling her again that he was going to suck her cunt
and make her have a big orgasm.
"Oh, yes, Daddy. Yes! Here comes my little cunny right now. See, Daddy? I'm
putting it right on your mouth 80 you can suck it and lick it for me."
As Darla talked, sounding very girlish, Thomas looked at her pussy as it came
down slowly. His hands held a thrillingly smooth pair of asscheeks, and he could
easily believe she was his daughter if he wanted to, but they had played that
game. It was more than enough that he had Darla's tasty, hot cunt to suck and
her plump, silken ass to fondle. Her pussy touched his mouth lightly then, and
he kissed it. His grip on her ass tightened as she sighed loudly, and he began
sucking, making exciting, wet slurping sounds in her box. He was content to suck
for a long time before sending his tongue up her slit to lap. As he did, he
heard her louder sighs and felt her crotch rubbing subtly on his face, making it
wet the way he liked to get it wet. He hadn't been licking long before her sighs
changed to loud panting, as though she were gasping for breath; then she was
crying out loudly as she climaxed and laved his face with the mingled juices
trickling from her well-licked cunt. Darla rested on his face for a little whisk
after her orgasm, then knelt up again. But Thomas didn't take his hands off her
ass, and he smiled up at her as he offered her a second lapping. Her lovely body
still glowing, Darla accepted, though her clit told her that it needed a little
more time to let some of the sensitivity pass before it would be able to take
another delightful licking. Just a few minutes later, he heard her sigh and saw
her crotch coming down toward his mouth again. He welcomed it and began sucking
her box, lightly at first, letting intensity build gradually until his tongue
went into her slit again and Darla's ecstasy became so great that she was
squeezing her boobs with passion and joy. When she climaxed hard for the second
time, the shock waves were so strong that Darla thought she might die. But then
came glorious resurrection with the whole world taking on a warm, golden glow.
"You've been overeating, babe," Darla said as she got off him,
"and I'm getting very hungry."
"Would you like me to make you a ham sandwich?" Thomas asked
teasingly.
"No thank you, sweetie. I think a nice drink of man seed in my belly would
be just right. Do you have some in this beautiful big dispenser?" she asked
as her hand closed around the shaft of his strong prick and squeezed gently.
"I think I have enough for a nice drink. Care to help yourself? I love the
way you drink, the way you handle the container."
"That container is very precious to me, babe," she told him as she
played with his cock. "Tell the truth, Thomas - would you mind standing up
so I could kneel at your feet? I think I'd like it that way."
"The way you suck my cock, babe, I'd stand on my head if you wanted
it."
They got off the bed. Thomas stood near it, his hands on his hips, telling her
she'd be more comfortable sitting on the edge of the bed, but Darla declined,
telling him she wanted to be on her knees, in an attitude of prayer while she
sucked on his big dong. She trembled as she dropped to her knees, then gently
massaged his throbbing cock with her hands, kissing and licking it and making it
shine with her saliva. Darla had been playing with his cock for a long time when
she finally pushed the rod between her lips and told herself that her mouth had
become a cunt for him, that he was going to fuck her new cunt and shoot a big
load of rich cum into it. Like before, she sucked delightfully and took his
prick out of her mouth from time to time to make the blow job last longer. Then
she couldn't wait any longer for her drink, so she sucked greedily and soon she
got what she wanted as his cock expanded and began shooting cum. She drank
greedily until his big balls were drained. His cock softened as he took it out
of her mouth and put it back in his pants. Picking up her panties, he put them
on and snugged them around her body with loving care while she held her dress
up. He patted the crotch and seat of the clinging garment, then they left to
rejoin the children.
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Chapter 3.
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When they returned to Thomas's house, they found the children getting along
fine. Darla was delighted, as was Thomas. Darla offered to help prepare a snack,
but Shelly thanked her and told her she could handle it. Sensing that it was the
thing to do, Darla went into the kitchen with the girl, helping only a little as
they chatted, Shelly seeming to warm to her almost in spite of herself.
"Shelly," Darla said impulsively, "I guess you know that your
father and I are serious about each other. I think we're very good for each
other."
"You do seem to be good for him," the girl admitted as she stacked
some biscuits on a plate, not looking up.
"The one thing I want to stress, Shelly, is that I'm not going to compete
with you for his affection. He has enough of that quality for a dozen
people."
This time the girl did look up. For a second there was no expression at all on
her face; then she surprised Darla by turning on a winning smile. "I hadn't
thought of it that way," she said and looked genuinely pleased.
"Connie makes you sound like a pretty wonderful woman. Dad does, too, for
that matter."
"I don't think I'm all that wonderful, Shelly, but I like being happy and
like having happy people around me. If we want it, we can have a wonderful life,
five warm, friendly people living and loving together." It wasn't the time
to say it, but Darla had thoughts which almost made her tremble, thoughts of all
five engaging in wild sexual romps with no holds barred.
The TV was turned off and forgotten as the two families ate and chatted. Shelly
had come totally into the spirit of the evening following her chat with Darla,
and she proved to be vivacious. She showed more than a little of her thighs, and
Darla liked what she saw, telling herself that since she was going to get
involved in lesbian fun and games with Connie, it would be sheer delight to romp
with Shelly as well.
She wondered how she would seduce the girl, then thought that perhaps she should
leave that to her daughter, and went on to think that it would be easy as well
as pleasant for her to seduce fifteen-year old Ted. That thought caused her
thighs to press warmly together. It was still a little before 10p when Darla
decided to take her daughter home and seduce her. Shelly sounded sincere in
asking them to stay longer, but Thomas, who knew why Darla was taking her
daughter home early, said nothing, and they left a few minutes later. During the
short drive to their home, Darla and her daughter talked warmly.
"All of a sudden, I'm just so happy. Life seems so beautiful," Connie
said impulsively.
"I'm pleased, sweetie," Darla told her and patted her on the thigh.
"Do you think our little session this afternoon had anything to do with the
way you feel?"
"I'm sure of that. Gee, it was really exciting. I'm still excited about
it."
"That's nice, babe. Perhaps we'll go to my room when we get home and do
something about that. Would you like that, or are you tired?"
"Are you kidding? I'll never be too tired for things like that. Do you
really mean it, Mother?"
"Of course I do. Why do you think we left so early?"
"Oh, Mom, I'm so excited! Tell me," she went on, lowering her voice,
"did you and Thomas go back to our place and fuck?"
"We really went there to talk about some very important things, but after
we'd talked them all out, we were both so horny that we had to do something. I
sat on his face and he licked my cunt twice, and then he took his cock out and I
sucked him off. He gave me a belly full of cum," she giggled.
"Ooh, Mother! You're so sexy and exciting," Connie said, then put a
hand on her mother's warm thigh.
"It's a good thing we're home," Darla said as she turned the car into
the driveway. "That naughty hand of yours doesn't make for safe
driving."
As Darla turned off the ignition, Connie's hand became very naughty as it worked
into the warmth between her mother's thighs and stroked her panty crotch, which
felt a little moist.
"You really were naughty with Thomas, weren't you?" Connie said as she
stroked and her mother's crotch began to get hotter.
"Well, his mouth did leave my pussy very wet and when we finished, he just
put my panties on and we left. All that juice had to go somewhere."
"I'd love to see you two in action," Connie said in a warm whisper.
"In fact, I'd love just to see his cock. From what you tell me, it must be
something special."
"Who knows what could happen in the very near future, babe," Darla
told her daughter. "For now, though, let's get into the house and out of
our clothes. I know what's going to happen there, even if you don't yet."
They hurried into the house, and Connie kept asking her mother what she meant,
but all she got by way of answers were excited smiles. Then they were in Darla's
bedroom, undressing eagerly, ready to romp, Connie aware that her mother planned
something more than fingering, but not aware what it was. Both wore garter belts
and nylons, and Darla told her daughter that they could leave them on for the
time being since they wouldn't be in the way. "Besides," she added,
"I think nylons make a woman's legs look sexier."
"Oh, yes, Mother. I love the way the tops expand around your thighs and
contrast with your white skin."
"Thank you, angel," Darla said as she reached for her daughter.
"Now let's share a loving kiss before we get on the bed. This is going to
be a night you'll remember for a long time, and so will I."
Connie moved smoothly into her warm embrace, and they kissed with passion which
kept mounting as their mouths mashed wetly together. When Darla's hands went
slowly down to her daughter's behind to fondle it, Connie did the same to her,
thrilling to the feel of the plump, smooth cheeks. Before the kiss ended, Darla
felt her daughter's heart pounding and knew how exciting and how passionate
their meeting was going to be. She thought again of how she was going to suck
the girl's tender young cunt, and she trembled violently. The kiss finished.
Both of them starry-eyed, mother and daughter got onto the bed and moved into
another hot embrace. It lasted for a long time and left them breathless.
"Oh, Mother, tell me what we're going to do," Connie asked, her voice
small, the tone warm and excited.
"We're going to do lots of sexy, exciting things," her mother told
her, "and we're going to have lots of nice big comes. This morning, when
you got up, you were a girl. When you go to sleep tonight, you'll be a woman and
you'll never look back."
As she listened to the words, her heart hammering at her rib cage, Connie
thought it sounded as if she were going to get fucked, but since that wasn't
possible, she told herself, her mother must have something special in mind,
something very special and very thrilling, she felt sure. For a little while,
they fondled and sucked tits, Connie delighting in the feel of her mother's
boobs in her hands and in her mouth. It was no less thrilling when Darla sucked
her tits, doing it so excitingly and making the girl think of her mother sucking
Thomas's prick. She thought, too, of the hint her mother had given earlier, a
hint which indicated that she might soon get to see that big cock which seemed
to work such magic on her mother. A hand slide toward Connie's crotch, and it
felt so good as it gently rubbed her virgin cunt. She kept sighing and moaning,
then found that she was able to reach into her mother's crotch and feel her hot,
moist cunt, and that added to her thrill as mother and daughter stroked pussies
and exchanged sighs.
"Connie, babe," Darla whispered as her hand moved excitingly in the
girl's pussy, "did you really like the sexy way I kissed your mouth?"
"Oh, yes. It was so beautiful, so exciting. I never knew a kiss could be
like that."
"A kiss can be better than that, sweetie. How do you think it would feel if
you were lying with your legs wide apart and I kissed you just like that - on
your warm cunt?"
"Oh, Mother!" Connie responded with a little shriek. "That would
have to be the most exciting thing in the whole world. I never dreamed that
you'd do that."
"I've never done it, angel. It's going to be the first time for me. Of
course I'm not going to stop at just kissing your sweet little cunt. I'm going
to kiss it and suck it and get my tongue in your slit and lick. I'll keep doing
it until you have a great big orgasm. Do you like the sound of that,
angel?" she asked, her hand still gently stroking her daughter's warm
little pussy.
"I like that more than I can tell you, Mother. It seems so hard to believe
that it's going to happen. Do I get to suck your cunt after you show me how it's
done?"
"I hope you will. That sucking and lapping I got from Thomas was divine,
but it just made me hungry to get some more of it. Now that's enough talking.
I'm really hungry for your little pussy and I'm going to suck your tasty cunt
juice right now."
Reaching for a pillow, Darla placed it under Connie, who raised her behind to
help, then she moved around to stare into the smooth, warm crotch of her
daughter, her tongue licking suggestively over her lips. She bent as she moved
closer, and Connie moaned loudly as she felt warm, moist breath in her muff,
bathing what was already a very warm pussy, making it warmer. Hands that were
strong but gentle, claimed willing legs and raised them high, bending them back
over her body; then the hands were holding her smooth thighs, her virgin cunt
beautifully presented. A low quavering moan broke from the girl as her mother's
mouth kissed her hot cunt, and then Darla was sucking greedily. She sucked for
about a minute, then took her mouth off the soft, wet pussy and smiled at her
daughter
"Do you want me to stop now, babe? Have you had enough?"
"Oh, no, Mother, don't stop! Don't tease me. Suck my cunt and make me
cum!"
Her smile brightening, Darla licked her lips again and tasted her daughter's
pussy juice, then returned her face to the warmth of the young pussy, found the
soft, moist cunt and resumed sucking. After sucking for just a little while, she
licked her tongue into the slit and felt her daughter's body jerk in her hands,
heard the louder moan of ecstasy as she probed deeply. As she sucked Connie's
box, Darla wondered why she had waited so long to seduce her daughter; then she
realized that the old Darla could never have done such a thing, not even to save
her life, and that the new Darla hadn't been born until Thomas came along. With
that thought came another, and she formed a mental picture of Thomas, naked, his
face buried in her daughter's crotch, sucking her cunt. It was followed by a
picture of Connie lying naked, her legs wide apart; she was panting as Thomas
lowered his nude body onto her and slowly pushed his big, hard prick up her
virginal cunt and popped her cherry. The pictures were then turned off. Her mind
returned to the scene of the action as she heard louder, different cries from
her daughter and knew she was very close to coming. Her tongue licked over the
hard little clit a few more times, then Connie erupted in wild climax, ecstasy
contained in her every cry until the waves finally stopped crashing over her and
she sighed warmly. As mother and daughter lay resting, they talked of how
thrilling the experience had been and of how they would repeat it often.
"Mind you, sweetie, it would be a mistake," Darla told her, "to
introduce you to lesbian acts and leave you there. It could give you a wrong
outlook on life and on sex."
"What do you mean, Mother?" Connie asked, hoping she had already
guessed the answer.
"I mean you must also discover the joys of sex with a man, the wonderful
joy of having your body fondled and the ultimate pleasure of taking a cock up
your cunt in a beautiful fuck."
"Is... is Thomas going to fuck me?"
"Yes. How do you feel about it?"
"Oh, Mother! Call him up and tell him to come right now, this minute."
"I'm afraid we can't do that, babe. You see, Shelly has to be trained
first. She's a virgin, too. Right this minute, Thomas's having a long, exciting
talk about sex with her. Tomorrow afternoon, he's going to break her cherry. In
a couple of days, he'll come here and give you a magnificent fuck."
"Oh, yes, Mother. I only wish I didn't have to wait so long for it. It'll
hurt the first time, won't it?"
"Yes, sweetie, it will. But it's a part of the process of maturing. It only
hurts the first time. After that there's nothing but pleasure if you get a man
who's a good fucker - like Thomas."
"I'm so excited, Mother!" Connie said with a sound like a squeal.
"But it's going to be so hard to wait."
"It needn't be, sweetie," her mother told her warmly. "After all,
I'm sure we can find things to do to help time pass easily."
"Yes, Mother, such beautiful things."
"Did I hear you say something about wanting to try sucking my cunt?"
"Oh, yes. I really want to do that. Can I do it now, Mother?"
"If you don't, I'll be very hurt, and I don't think you'd want to do that
to me."
"You know I'd never do anything to hurt you," Connie said as her
mother opened her legs, then sighed at the feel of a gentle young hand rubbing
on her warm cunt. There was no more talking then, only a silence that was
emphasized by warm sighs and a few panting sounds. Darla sensed that Connie was
delaying the actual cunt-lapping not out of fear or apprehension, but because
she wanted to prolong the act, wanted to tease herself by waiting. Connie turned
a little, sucked one huge boob, then the other. She began kissing her way down
her mother's smooth, flat tummy, all the way down until she was grazing in her
pussy bush. Darla knew that the eager young mouth was just seconds away from her
cunt, which was more than ready to receive a good sucking, despite the two it
had taken from Thomas just a little earlier. Connie gave a little cry as she
positioned herself and gazed fondly at her mother's cunt; then the cry was
repeated as her hands went to Darla's thighs, then moved to her well-fleshed
hips. The next cry which came from the girl was muffled by Darla's warm crotch
as her mouth found the cunt and pressed warmly onto it, bonging a groan of
ecstasy from her mother. Instinct and memory combined to tell Connie just what
to do, and she kept her mother moaning and panting through a magnificent
cunt-lapping until the woman cried out in orgasm and her big thighs captured and
held her daughter's pretty face, rubbing it until the spasms passed.
Darla sighed as her legs fell apart and Connie looked at the well-sucked cunt.
It looked so good that she felt an urge to suck her mother's snatch again. She
did.
While Darla was teaching her daughter the lesbian arts, Thomas was taking the
first step in the seduction of his daughter. He and Darla had worked out the
plan together, and she had convinced him that it was a good one.
As soon as their guests left, he sent his son to bed, then took Shelly into the
living room for a chat. He began by telling her about Darla and of how happy a
family they were going to be, the five of them. When he began talking about sex,
he saw that his daughter quickly became excited. Pleased with her reaction, he
became more and more explicit in describing various sex acts. Her face became
flushed, but he sensed that it was more from excitement than embarrassment, and
kept going. She began asking questions, and he answered them in erotic detail,
telling how he and Darla sucked and fucked in various positions. When he told
her about lesbianism and saw no sign of shock and revulsion.
"Do you know why Darla and Connie went home early tonight?" he asked
with an excited smile, and she told him she didn't. "It was to make love.
Right now the two of them are naked on her bed. Their breasts are being fondled
and sucked, they're playing with each other's asses and pussies and they're
sucking and licking cunts and having beautiful comes."
"You mean they're lesbians?" she asked, seeming surprised but not
shocked.
"No, they're human beings, very lucky ones. You see, wise people enjoy sex
in all the forms they find. A woman can enjoy sex with a man, then move from
that to sex with another female."
"But... but Connie is so young. She's only twelve."
"True, but Darla reasoned that sooner or later it would happen to Connie,
she'd be introduced to sex by someone. She reasoned it's better for the girl -
and I agree - to learn sex from those who love her."
"You say you agree, Daddy. Then what about me? I'm a year older than
Connie."
"And your body is much more mature and beautiful. Are you interested in
learning about sex with me, sweetie?"
"Yes," she replied without pausing to think.
"I'm very pleased to hear that, sweetie. I love you very much and I'd love
to teach you. Tomorrow's perfect for it. It's Saturday. Ted will want to go to
the movies, and we'll have the house to ourselves."
"Oh, Daddy, do we have to wait that long?"
"Yes, babe. I'm as anxious as you, but we must be alone in the house and
have plenty of time. I'm dying to see and feel your lovely young body. It must
be so firm, so beautiful."
"Do you want to see it now, Daddy?" she asked and stood, obviously
ready to strip naked for him.
"I want to, very much, but I don't dare. I'll wait until tomorrow. As it
is, I think I'm going to have to jack myself off before I can get to sleep
tonight. Even though Darla sucked me off so beautifully at her house, I can feel
my cock stiffening again."
"Can you, Daddy?" Shelly asked. Then she turned on a bright smile as
she reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly raised it over beautiful thighs.
Thomas wanted to tell her to stop, but he couldn't find his voice as he stared
at her thighs.
Her panties, when they came into view, were plain, white cotton, but there was
nothing plain about the way she filled them as he looked at the little bulge of
her cunt mound. She raised her skirt until he saw bare skin above her panties,
then she turned and wriggled a beautiful young ass at him. Through the stretched
fabric, he clearly saw the crack of her ass and his cock throbbed in full
erection as his hunger grew.
"Do you like the way I look in my panties?" she asked as she turned to
face him again.
"I like it very much, babe," he told her, his voice breaking.
"I could take them off and let you see everything," she said with a
teasing grin.
"If you take your panties off, young lady, it will be to lie over my lap to
have your bare ass spanked. I don't think you'd enjoy that very much."
"You're not only a coward, Daddy, you're a big bully, too," Shelly
told her father, but she smiled as she said it.
"Tomorrow afternoon, I'll take your panties off for you and your bra, too.
I'll do it very slowly and we'll both enjoy it very much."
"Do you take Darla's bra and panties off when you're getting ready to suck
her pussy and fuck her?"
"Sometimes. She has a beautiful enormous pair of tits, and I love mauling
and sucking them, but tits don't have to be big to be beautiful, you know. I'm
going to go wild when I see yours and fondle them and suck them. I think you'll
go a little wild, too, don't you?"
"I know I will, Daddy. Please, let's do it now. I can't wait till
tomorrow."
"I want to, babe, but we can't. For one thing, I don't have any rubbers.
I'll have to get some in the morning."
"Couldn't we risk it just once?"
"Would you like to lose your beautiful figure and have a big fat
belly?"
"No," she said quietly.
"Come sit on my lap for a minute and we'll talk, then we'll go to bed.
Before I do, I'll have to go to the toilet and jack myself off. Otherwise I'll
never get to sleep."
"Is your cock big and hard?" she asked as she raised her skirt and sat
on his lap, feeling his hardon and giving a little gasp. "Daddy, you have a
big flashlight in your pants. What's it for?"
"It's to look inside your beautiful little cunt tomorrow," he told
her. "I'll put it way inside and look up into your belly. When my light is
in your slit, it'll shoot a lot of cum and make us both feel good."
"Daddy, show me your cock before we go to bed. It would give me something
to think about and to dream about until tomorrow comes and you fuck me with
it."
"Well," he agreed, "I suppose I could do that. I guess it
wouldn't do any harm. Did you ever see a boy jacking off?"
"Oh, no. Just like no boy ever saw me fingering my pussy."
"I've got an idea, babe. I think you're going to like it."
"I think so, too, Daddy. Tell me what it is."
"Well, I could change my mind and let you take your panties down. I could
take my cock out and let you look at it while you finger yourself and have a
nice big orgasm. After that, you could watch me jacking myself and shooting my
cum."
"Oh, Daddy, you're so wonderful! I'll never be able to thank you
enough," Shelly told her father as she hugged him tightly. He felt a tit
jabbing at him and again hungered to see and feel her well-developed young tits.
"You should save some of the thanks for Darla. She helped me reach this
stage. I guess we helped each other, really, but without her, this couldn't be
happening between us. I'd never have had the courage to fuck my own
daughter."
"Then I'm thankful to her, too, and to think I wanted to hate her because I
was jealous."
Thomas assured his daughter that she had no reason for jealousy. As he talked,
he fondled her tiny tits through the blouse and decided that they were a bit
bigger than he expected, and beautifully firm. While she squirmed, sighed and
panted, Thomas brought his right hand around her and felt his way up one leg. He
paused, and Shelly opened her legs to let him feel all he wanted.
She heard a low, muffled rumbling in her father's throat as his hand moved and
he squeezed the firm thighs. His hand continued to move upward until it was on
the crotch of her panties, and the two of them were panting then.
Telling his daughter that it was time for them to masturbate, he had her get up;
then he stood and began to unzip his fly. He paused and looked toward the door,
then went quietly to Ted's room and found him sleeping soundly. When he returned
to his daughter, he smiled at her loud gasp. He had taken his cock out as he
left his son's room, and it stood in proud, strong erection, the long foreskin
drawn well back from the swollen prickhead. She hurried to meet him. Then she
was crouching before him, fondling his cock with both hands, delighting in the
velvet softness of the big prickhead and the hardness of the long shaft.
When Shelly told him it must be the biggest cock in the world, he smilingly
assured her that at eight and a half inches his dick was longer than average and
quite thick, but far from being the biggest. When he told her to, Shelly
unfastened the waist of her skirt and dropped the garment, then stepped out of
it and tossed it onto a chair. Thomas trembled as he watched his daughter
pushing her panties down, slowly baring the beautiful triangle of pussy bush;
then her panties were stretched across her thighs. While his cock throbbed as
though ready to explode, he watched her put a finger in her mouth; then the
finger went to her crotch and she worked it between the lips of her little cunt
and sighed deeply.
"Don't you usually play with your cunt before you finger it?" Thomas
asked.
"Usually, I like to rub it a little and warm it up, but this time I'm too
hot to wait."
As she fingered her clit, Shelly alternated between and up- and-down motion and
a circular one, and her father wondered how she had learned that. She kept
giving him progress reports of her arousal until she was panting that she was
close. Her voice broke, she gave a few more strokes of her finger, and then she
was crying out as her body jerked out of control in strong orgasm.
When she finished, she was sweating. Thomas took her in his arms and hugged her,
his cock throbbing against her belly and adding to her delight. Then he pulled
her panties up for her and told her to put her skirt on. When she had done so,
he smilingly told her to take her panties off and give them to him. She did, and
he folded the warm garment and held it in his left hand, then took his cock in
his right and told her to watch while he jerked himself off into her panties. He
masturbated very slowly, and his daughter was wide-eyed as she watched. It was
the first time he had jerked off since meeting Darla, and it felt good. Thomas
knew he would fire a big load and he would feel even better. Once, as he felt
his orgasm approaching, he stopped to make it last a little longer, then he
decided to go on with the jerking and blast off. As he neared his peak the
second time, he warned her to watch closely; then she heard him grunting and
watched as sperm spurted from the little pisshole in the big head of his cock.
Shelly was amazed at the force with which his prick shot off. She wanted to feel
it doing that inside her cunt. Then she looked at the big puddle in her panties
as he finished shooting and sighed tiredly. Careful not to spill any, she took
the panties from him and wiped the few drops which dribbled. She touched the
pool of cum with the tip of a finger, then carried it to her mouth and tasted
it.
"I'm going to keep these panties forever," she told him, "and I'm
never going to wash them."
Smiling, Thomas put his limp cock away. They kissed good night and went to their
rooms to await the big day tomorrow - the day of Shelly's first fuck.
Shelly woke suddenly Saturday morning. At once she thought of the exciting dream
she'd had in the night; then she trembled as she told herself that it hadn't
been a dream, that it had really happened. And then she couldn't be sure whether
it had been dream or reality. When she remembered the panties, she hurried to
her dresser, opened the drawer and there they were, folded into a pad, liberally
stained with sperm which had dried during the night. Everything rushed back to
her then, but especially the promise of her first fuck. She had heard older
girls talk about how it hurt to get your cherry broken that first time, but she
refused to feel anything but wild, wonderful excitement as she recalled the
bigness and strongness of her father's cock, and thought how it would soon be
inside her cunt and she would know the joy of being fucked. She found her father
in the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe, sipping coffee and reading the morning
paper. Approaching quietly, she surprised him with a kiss on the cheek. He
turned and smiled warmly at her, asking if she had slept well. Her brother, she
knew, would be sleeping late, as he always did on weekends. "I slept
beautifully, thanks to you, Daddy. You haven't changed your mind, have
you?" she asked, then went to stand beside him, allowing one bare leg to
escape from her bathrobe.
"I'm not sure," he said teasingly, but he wasn't able to hold back his
laugh, and then he told her that he definitely hadn't changed his mind.
"I wonder what time Ted'll want to go to the movie?"
"You can be pretty sure it'll be the one o'clock show. Since he won't be
home until after five, that'll give us plenty of time. In the meantime, I have
to go to the drugstore and buy something important."
"I wonder what that could be," she giggled and reached for the front
of his robe. Her hand went inside before he knew what she was doing. As she
caught his tool, she felt it begin to stiffen at once. Then he took her hand
away, warning her that Ted could surprise them by getting up early. "Darn!
If only he weren't in the way."
"Well now, I suppose we could shoot him and bury him in the garden,"
Thomas said with a serious expression.
"I didn't mean it that way, Daddy. It's just that ..." she paused
uncomfortably... "I don't know what I mean."
"I do, sweetie, and we'll soon solve that problem. One day very soon, Darla
will come to visit. She'll take him into my bedroom to have a nice little talk
about life. It'll be a little more than a talk, come to think of it. She'll
undress a little at a time, show him all of her body, then teach him the
standard games - like sucking tits and cunt fucking. After that, he'll be one of
us, and we won't have to hide from him when we want to play."
"Oh, Daddy, how exciting! Imagine, a fifteen-year old boy fucking a big
woman like Darla. I'd love to be watching when she seduces him."
"Not the first time, I'm afraid. Even I won't be watching. Later, though,
we'll see him pumping Darla."
"When are they going to come here to live, Daddy?"
"In another couple of weeks. There are a lot of things to be done. You'll
see lots of Darla and Connie, though, don't worry. Maybe Connie will teach you
some of the sexy games her mother's teaching her. Would you like that?"
"I think I'd rather learn the games from Darla. Connie is so young."
"I'll tell Darla. I'm sure she'll be delighted to be your teacher if you'll
promise to be a good student."
"I'll be such a good student, Daddy! Just like I'm going to be with you in
a little while."
When Ted left, Shelly and her father were alone in the house, the doors both
locked, the drapes drawn in Thomas's bedroom.
"Are you going to fuck me right away, Daddy?" Shelly asked as they
entered the room.
"No, babe, not for a long time. Fucking should never be rushed. We're going
to undress. Then we're going to play a lot of games for a long time. Your
beautiful body will really be hungry for it when I get around to fucking you -
and so will mine." He took his daughter in his arms then and their mouths
met, gently at first, then in a kiss of fierce passion which left them both
trembling as he opened the top of Shelly's dress, then watched as she took it
off. Shelly had done some shopping, too, and she wore a sexy black matching bra
and panties, which she filled more than adequately. Thomas fondled both cups of
her bra and made her squirm a little more. When he released her, he stepped back
and began undressing. Shelly admired the strong-looking chest, and then he was
unfastening the waist of his slacks as his daughter's heart pounded. The sound
of the zipper seemed loud in the quiet room, and then he was pushing his pants
down and she saw the bulge of his big prick in his briefs. Smiling, he outlined
the form of his cock, then pushed his briefs down. His tool seemed to leap out
as though ready to attack. When he stepped out of his briefs, he took his
daughter in his arms and held her closely against his strong, naked body, so
that she could feel his cock as it throbbed against her. While they shared
another sexy kiss, he played with her beautiful ass and she loved it. Then she
felt him unhooking her bra, and she was eager to show him her nicely developed
young booby
"Oh, Shelly," he said, his voice quavering as he bared them,
"what a beautiful set of tits you've been hiding. I'm going to give them a
lot of attention with my hands and my mouth. Will this really be the first time
you've had your tits sucked?"
She assured him it would, and then he picked her up, held her easily in his arms
and put her down gently on the bed, looking at her as she squirmed in passion.
Thomas let her squirm alone for a minute as he gazed lovingly down at her; then
he was squirming with her, his body delightfully heavy when he lay atop her for
a little while. Finally he got off and began fondling and sucking her tits as
she urged him on with heated sighs and excited little squeals of passion. Each
time he took a break from sucking a firm tit, Thomas raved about the beauty and
firmness of her boobs, of how thrilling they were to fondle and suck. When he
had first started, Shelly had hoped he would take her panties off and hurry to
her cunt, but once she discovered the joy of having her jugs handled and sucked
the way her father did it, she forgot about everything else and concentrated on
what was happening, wanting it to go on forever. He left her tits after giving
each hard nipple a little squeeze with his lips. His hands rubbed down her tummy
until they were on her panties. Shelly parted her lovely legs wide for him, and
he moved a hand slowly into her crotch to feel the soft warmth of her cunt. The
touch made her groan again. She began to wonder if she was making too much
noise, but she let the thought go away. She was enjoying herself and sensed that
she should just act naturally. The natural thing to do seemed to be to pant and
grunt and groan and sigh as much as she felt like it. When her father was
turning her over, and she helped. While he told her that she had the loveliest
young ass he had ever seen, he played with it, and his hands kept moving, over
and around her skimpily cut panties. Until then, Shelly hadn't known that having
her ass played with could be so sexy, hut she learned fast, and he went on
teaching her for a long time. When Thomas recalled that he hadn't put a rubber
on, he decided to do it at once, lest he forget later and fuck her without it.
She turned to watch as he stood close to the bed. He gave her a wink as he
pulled the rubber on and rolled it all the way down the long shaft of his stiff
cock. Shelly liked the way his prick looked in the latex shroud as he waved his
cock at her, then he told her to get up. Shelly couldn't understand why, but she
didn't argue as she got off the bed and stood in front of him, only her sheer
panties covering her nudity. Then he told her that he was ready to take them
off. Turning her around, he knelt behind her, fondled her ass and thighs a
little more, then she felt hands moving to the waistband of the panties. He
heard a low cry of passion as he began taking them down. His hands trembled only
a little as he slowly bared white, silken cheeks and her smooth, hairless crack,
pausing to plant many kisses all over her butt as he did so.
"Oh, Daddy, it's so exciting getting my ass kissed like this! Do you kiss
Darla's behind, too?"
"Yes, but let's just talk about us," he told her, pushing the panties
down until they fell around her feet, then helping her out of them.
Still kneeling, he kissed and licked her ass some more, then took her onto the
bed again and had her kneel with her head down and her beautiful ass arched
high. In that position, he saw her little ass, looking so smooth and clean and
beautiful that he wasn't able to resist kissing it and fingering it with the tip
of his tongue while Shelly moaned excitedly. Thomas decided it was time to
really turn his daughter on with a first-class cunnilingus, so he turned her
over again. She was lying on her back looking up at him, lust and hunger on her
beautiful young face, the hunger of a woman who wanted to be fucked, but before
being fucked with his cock, he thought, she was going to get a tongue-fucking
that would be more than enough to make her cum. He gazed warmly at her virginal
little cunt as her ass squirmed on the sheet; then he put a hand on it and
rubbed gently as he told her he was ready to start sucking and lapping her cunt.
She groaned, her back arching with passion. He positioned himself on the bed,
stared again at the tender young pussy just inches from his face. As he liked to
do with Darla, he breathed warmly in her crotch and liked her reaction.
Teasingly, he licked her sicken inner thighs, his tongue moving closer and
closer to her cunt. Without warning, he put his tongue on the bottom of her slit
and licked slowly upward as her groan of passion became a hymn of lust. There
was no more time for teasing then, and his open mouth pressed down warmly on her
soft, wet pussy. As he began sucking, Shelly's hands balled into fists and her
nails dug into her palms until it hurt as she kept crying out as though in
agony. But Thomas knew it was an agony of ecstasy, so he went right on sucking,
alternating the wet sucking with thrilling tongue work as he probed as far
inside the juicy slit as he could get.
While he ate his daughter's cunt, his hands kept moving slowly, fondling all the
way from her thighs to her tits, never pausing in one place long before moving
on elsewhere. As for Shelly, she could hardly qualify as an authority on
cunt-lapping, but she sensed that nobody could possibly be as good at
muff-diving, and she was sure Darla would tell her the same thing. Her cries
became more shrill when his tongue began to concentrate on her tender little
passion bud, and she felt the first warning that climax was coming. As Thomas
went on licking her clit, the signs became stronger. Then she was panting that
she was going to cum. Words changed to wordless cries, and then her body was
jerking madly, out of control as the orgasm filled her like no orgasm ever had.
Her father held her lovingly until it was all over.
"Oh, Daddy," she sighed when she was able to find her voice, "I
can't describe how good it was. Nobody ever felt as good as I did while you were
sucking my cunt and while I was coming."
"I'm happy for you, babe. May it always be like that for you. Have you had
enough now, or do you still want that fuck?"
"I want it more than ever. Just think, I've had my cunt licked and now it's
going to be fucked with a great big, beautiful cock - my own daddy's stiff
prick. Give it to me, Daddy babe. Lie down on my belly and fuck me in the
cunt."
"In a minute, angel," he said as he crouched close to her and his hand
went into her crotch; then he began to stroke her wet pussy gently, and Shelly
was sighing as passion began to mount again. She couldn't understand why her
father didn't want to start fucking at once, but Thomas knew. He wanted her to
be steaming hot when he fed his prick to her, so that when he broke her hymen,
passion would hopefully act as a mask to partially blur the pain she would feel,
and it would be better for her. He felt an intense love for his daughter, and he
wanted her to enjoy fucking and cunt-lapping and cocksucking - the whole
beautiful bag of tricks. When Shelly told him that the finger in her slit was
bringing her to another orgasm, he smiled as he took the finger out and told her
he was ready to give her his cock. He was suddenly between her legs, his big,
naked body hovering over her, and she felt him probing her crotch. Because her
slit was so small, he had some difficulty finding it, but then the big head of
his cock was between the little pussy-lips. They both gave little grunts,
Shelly's turning into a warm sigh and going on as her father paused with the
head of his prick inside her cunt as Shelly told herself it was no longer a
dream or a hope she was actually being fucked for the first time.
Sighing, she assured her father that she still felt very horny and close to
coming. He smiled as he fed stiff cock into her tight little cunt, a bit at a
time. There was no need to hurry, he reminded himself as he savored the
tightness of the virgin cunt while he looked down at the beauty of her naked
body and her lovely face - the passion-contorted face of a fifteen-year-old
virgin, eagerly taking her first fuck. When the head of his cock reached the
barrier, he felt it give, but he wasn't ready to take it. Instead, he began
giving her a short fucking with just that much of his cock, and she panted
broken words as she told him how good it was and how hot she felt. She seemed to
be almost out of her mind with passion and that he decided, was the time to
pluck her little cherry. Thomas gave his daughter no warning. He took one big
lunge, his hips muscles bunching. The thin little barrier put up no fight at
all, and his cock went through it with ease. Shelly gave one little cry but she
didn't stop panting and her arms held him tightly as he fed seven inches of cock
up her tight, churning cunt. For just a little while, he rested on her with his
prick throbbing inside her stretched little pussy, then he began fucking, giving
it to her in long, slow strokes as she panted encouragement, telling him that
she loved fucking and wanted him to screw her all the time. Pleased that she
made no mention of pain at all, he went on fucking her, then heard her gasp and
sensed that they were going to achieve a miracle together - the miracle of a
virgin achieving orgasm in the course of her very first fuck. His mind told him
it wasn't possible, but her body and her labored breathing told him it was. He
went on stroking slowly, waiting for the miracle to happen, riding high on her
body so that his cock rubbed her tender clit with every stroke.
She was right on the edge and he was fucking her as fast as he could drive his
hard, throbbing cock, knowing that he was close, hoping that he could add to the
miracle by going off at the same time as his panting daughter. Shelly opened her
mouth and tried to tell him she was cumming, but the fiercely violent orgasm cut
off her words. She could only pant and cry out in ecstasy as her whole body
seemed to explode. As the third wave swept over her, Thomas ground down in her
crotch and his big body jerked strongly as his pent-up load of semen was pumped
from his balls with lovely force. They panted and grunted, then lay sighing, his
body heavy on hers, their sweat warmly mingled in their shared joy. Thomas
searched his mind for traces of guilt or regret, but he was delighted to find
none and knew it would always be that way, that he would fuck his daughter as
often as they wanted and they would accept their status of lovers as well as
their warm, father- daughter relationship. Realizing that his weight was heavy
on her, Thomas got up. His daughter groaned with disappointment as he took his
cock out of her freshly opened cunt and lay beside her, holding her naked body
warmly in his strong arms as they whispered about beauty and love and joy.
"It isn't really pain at all," she assured him. "It hurt for just
a second when you popped my cherry, but the fuck was so thrilling I hardly
noticed it. I can feel a little burning sensation in nay belly, but that's about
all. I thought it'd be a lot worse than that."
"So did I, angel, but I hoped that getting you as horny as I did would
work. That's why I took my finger out of your cunt just before your second
orgasm."
"You're wonderful, Daddy," she told him and hugged him tightly.
"I feel so good, but I feel like I'm in a trap. I think I'll explode if I
don't tell someone yet this is something I can never tell to a soul."
"That's not quite correct, babe," he told her and smiled warmly, his
eyes shining. "I'm sure Darla would love to hear the big news. Why don't
you give her a call right now?"
The suggestion delighted Shelly, so Thomas dialed Darla's number and handed the
phone to Shelly, watching her hand trembling as she took it from him. When Darla
answered and Shelly began telling her what had happened, panting with arousal,
her father moved behind her and reached for her tits with both hands. While he
fondled them lovingly, he heard his daughter giving Darla a glowing report of
her exciting seduction and her first fuck.
"Tell Connie it's wonderful, especially with such a great fucker," he
heard her say, and gave her tits an extra squeeze as a silent thank you.
And then Thomas realized that Darla was talking to his daughter about
lesbianism, and his heart leaped as he noted the girl's enthusiastic response.
"Ah yes," Thomas said under his breath, "life is beautiful all of
a sudden, but it's going to get even better."
As a form of adjustment to eventually living together in Thomas's house, the two
families met almost daily, usually at Thomas's home. Ted sensed that there was
something happening that he didn't understand, and Thomas and Darla agreed that
they should bring him into the sexual circle before too long, but that first,
there were two items to be attended to: Shelly had to be introduced to
lesbianism, and Connie had to have her cherry popped. After that, it was up to
Darla to take the innocent little boy to a bedroom and demonstrate some very
interesting facts of life.
It all could have been done in a day, they agreed, but that would come under the
heading of rushing. Nature aided them in slowing things down on at least one
front when Connie got her period. Darla laughed at her anger, even as she hugged
and consoled her, telling her that a few days of having her pussy out of order
wasn't all that terrible.
But life wasn't all sex for either family. The children had strict rules about
homework and study, and they obeyed them without protest. Beyond that, there was
reading to be done so that young minds would develop along tenth young bodies,
broadening beyond the things they learned in school. Even Ted picked up the
reading habit, not because he had been told to, but became he saw that his
father and his sister enjoyed reading, and reasoned that there must be something
to it.
"I'm glad we are what we are, Thomas," Darla said so him as they
chatted that Sunday while the children were outside, enjoying the swimming pool.
"Me, too, but please be more specific," he told her.
"I'm thinking of how, after we discovered each other and found our new
lives, we could have gone hog-wild about it."
"I suppose there are those who would say we did - I mean with the kids and
all," he told her with a grin.
"Sure, but who cares about that? What I mean is that the kids are learning
that there's a time and a place for everything, including sex. They're going to
develop very healthy sexual attitudes, once they get over the newness of it. You
and I were never given that chance."
"True, with us to guide them, they'll grow up to be complete, balanced
human beings, healthy bisexual people. I'm sure they'll be a credit to us."
"I'm with you, even if our methods were a little less than socially
acceptable. Speaking of that, do you think it's about time to take Shelly off
the hook? The poor lamb is really dying for her first taste of pussy."
They agreed as usual, then went out to the pool to talk to the children who were
obviously enjoying their day immensely. Yet as Shelly saw the adults
approaching, her smile changed into a look of hot anticipation as she hurried to
meet them.
"Yes, sweetie," Darla told the girl before she could ask the question.
"Go on inside and dress up in your sexiest things. I'm ready, and I'll be
in in just a few minutes."
"Where's Shelly going?" Connie asked her mother.
"She and I are going to have a nice long talk, sweetie. I'd like you and
Ted to stay out here with Thomas. We'll come back out when we're finished."
Again Ted looked puzzled and wondered when they were going to let him in on the
secret they all seemed to share. Sensing how the boy felt, his father went to
him and put an arm around his shoulders, telling him to cheer up, that there
were some wonderful surprises in store for him within a few days.
In the house, Darla slipped an arm around Shelly and told her she looked
stunning.
"Thanks, Darla, so do you, but I don't understand why I had to put clothes
on. I hope that what we're going to do will call for no clothes at all."
"It does, sweetie, but we're going to be civilized about it. It'll be a
little game. We'll sit and talk as though we've just met and don't know what's
going to happen, then I'll seduce you, very slowly and very gradually. It'll be
subtle at first, and then the pace will step up and won't cool down until we've
sucked each other's cunts and had our big comes. How does that sound to you,
babe?"
"Like the most exciting thing that ever happened to me. I know how good it
feels when Daddy sucks my cunt, and I'm dying to find out how it feels to do it.
I've never really seen any other cunt, and I've never touched one."
As they walked up the stairs to the master bedroom, Shelly followed the exciting
woman, looking at the motion of her big hips and wondering how they were going
to look and feel when they were naked. Darla's dress was shorter than she
usually wore, and the girl looked hotly at her big, smooth, firm-looking thighs.
Impulsively, she bent for a better look up Darla's dress, and felt her heart
pounding at the stolen glimpse of silky-looking upper thighs. By the time they
reached the room, Shelly was already trembling with passion. Leaving the heavy
drapes open, Darla drew the light sun drapes across the window so that the room
would remain comfortably warm and bright; then she turned and smiled at the
trembling girl and did a little trembling herself at the thought of stripping
and making lesbian love with a beautiful twelve-year old, one whose cunt had so
recently been opened for sex by her father's big cock. Darla sat on the edge of
the wide bed and allowed the hem of her dress to hike well up her thighs and
liked the way Shelly stared; then the girl was sitting beside her, making sure
that she, too, displayed her lush young thighs. Darla slipped an arm around the
slim-waisted girl, then began talking about how lucky they both were to be
females. To her delighted surprise, Shelly discovered that she could carry on a
conversation despite her wild arousal and her eagerness to see and feel Darla's
naked body, and do other exciting things with her, the kind of things Darla did
with her daughter. After a little while, Darla opened the top button of her
dress to show more of the cleavage of her lusciously enormous boobs, then took
the first tentative step as a hand went to one of Shelly's firm thighs and
squeezed gently.
"You have lovely thighs, sweetie," Darla said and her hand moved a
little higher. "Do you mind my feeling your thigh like this?"
"Oh no, it feels nice," Shelly told her, not trying to hide her
excitement. "You have beautiful thighs, too. I'd love to feel them."
"You're just like your father, sweetie. Go ahead and feel my big thighs. I
like the idea of a pretty girl's hand on my thigh. I'm sure it'll make me very
horny."
Shelly's little hand trembled as it moved, and there was a tension in the room
which crackled like electricity as Shelly felt the firm, smooth thigh and
squeezed it, sighing warmly.
For a little while, each was content to feel the thighs of the other, but both
knew the pace would be stepped up soon.
Through Shelly's chiffon blouse, Darla saw the girl's well- filled black bra and
decided that would be her next step. Thomas had told her that his daughter's
firm young jugs made beautiful sucking, and she was anxious to find out, yet not
so anxious that she was willing to upset the gentle pace of the seduction.
The arm that had been around Shelly's waist moved slowly up until her hand was
cupping one tit gently, causing Shelly to sigh warmly again.
"Do you like it when your Daddy sucks your tits, babe?" Darla asked as
she fondled.
"Oh yes, I just love it. You have such nice big fits, Darla. Do you like
having them felt and sucked?"
"Mmmm, very much. I'm beginning to feel naughty, Shelly, very naughty. If
you'll let me, I'd love to open your blouse so I could see better how nicely you
fill your bra."
Before the girl could find her voice, Darla was busy opening the garment,
unbuttoning it slowly, her own big knockers rising and falling with her labored
breathing as she anticipated baring the young tits to fondle them and suck them.
Again, Darla told the girl how beautiful she was and at the same time, took her
blouse off. Instead of going for the cups of her bra at once as she had planned,
Darla instead rubbed the silken skin below the bra with one hand while the other
hand rubbed smooth shoulders and back, causing the girl to purr with delight at
being so exquisitely handled. Her father's touch was wild, but this was
different somehow, and she guessed it was part of the charm of lesbian sex, two
females sharing gentle touches, sharing the feminine mystique. After she had
fondled the girl for a while, Darla brought her legs up onto the bed and curled
them under her with a nice display of thigh, then she was unfastening the top of
her dress, smiling warmly at her trembling young partner as she slowly pulled
the top of her dress down to her waist to display the contrast of white skin and
big, bulging bra Cups with soft-looking white skin between. With a little cry,
Shelly turned fully around to face the woman; then her hands were on the bra,
and she was rubbing and squeezing. They had been playing with each other for
only a little while when Shelly felt her bra being unhooked. A few seconds later
it was gone, and then Darla's eyes and hands were feasting on tits which felt
almost as firm as apples, flawless in their beauty. As she fondled the naked
jugs, Darla saw water in Shelly's eyes and wondered if she were going to cry,
but she wasn't concerned since she knew that any tears the girl spilled would be
happy ones.
When Shelly asked to take Darla's bra off, the woman gave smiling assent, then
felt fingers trembling as they fought with hook which proved surprisingly
stubborn. In time, Shelly slipped them all; the bra fell open and as she pulled
it off, the girl gasped and her eyes refused to focus for a few seconds. A dry
sound came from Shelly's throat as her hands went to the beautiful, big tits and
began swarming all over them as she told the woman how exciting they felt and
how eager she was to suck the big jugs. But that was pretty much what Darla had
in mind as she pushed the girl down gently onto the bed, and gave the firm tits
another loving squeeze; then her warm mouth was wide open as it claimed one tit,
and she began to suck it while Shelly squirmed and sighed in passion. Darla
suckled the tiny boob for a long time before her face moved to the other, and
then she was sucking with the same delicious greed. Needing something to do with
her hands, Shelly found that she could reach one thigh and hip of the beautiful
woman, and then she was rubbing there, working her hand around to a partially
panty clad asscheek and delighting in the thrilling feel of it as she went on
savoring the joy of having her tits sucked by a woman.
"Will that hold your lovely tits for the time being?" Darla asked as
she sat up and looked into the shining eyes of the girl.
"Oh, yes, it was beautiful. Even better than when Daddy sucks them. There's
something special between two women, isn't there?"
"Yes, babe, we'll talk about it later. Just lie back and I'll feed you my
big tits to suck. You're going to like that very much, babe," Darla added,
then she was fondling her massive jugs, with both hands and panting with lust.
Moving a little, she bent over her partner, held her right tit in her right
hand, squeezed it, then lowered it gently to Shelly's face. The girl's mouth
opened wide to receive it, but instead of pushing it in, Darla rubbed her nipple
slowly over Shelly's lips, making a full circle of her mouth; then, with a warm
sigh, she pushed the silken tit into Shelly's mouths filling it and leaving a
lot of boob still outside. Shelly began sucking at once and brought her lands
into play, holding and rubbing the exciting jug as she sucked it, telling
herself that if sucking a tit was so great, then sucking the woman's cunt was
surely going to be the ultimate thrill. Since neither was aware of time, they
had no idea how long Shelly spent sucking the big knockers, but when Darla
eventually took the second boob out of the girl's mouth. it had been more than
well-suckled, and the nipple felt a little raw, just nicely so.
"Whatever are we doing with all these clothes on?" Darla said as she
knelt up and looked at the shining eyes of the girl.
"That's what I've been wondering," Shelly replied. They both got off
the bed and looked at each other as they removed their skirts, then peeled their
panties down and tossed them away. Impatiently, Shelly asked Darla if they were
going to go down on each other at last.
"Before we eat cunt, Shelly, we're going to play an exciting little game
called riding. I read about it and Connie and I tried it and enjoyed it a lot. I
think you will, too."
They returned to the bed, naked. Darla took the girl in her arms, and they
kissed passionately; then they were lying side by side, face to face, and Darla
showed Shelly how each could get a thigh between the thighs of the other, the
thigh right up in the warmth of a crotch. With only a little difficulty, they
picked up the rhythm, and then they were rubbing, their cunts moving over silken
skin. The effect was wild, Shelly felt, understanding why the game was called
riding. As the couple rode, there was no conversation, only the warm sounds of
sighs and panting. When other sounds were heard, they were the sounds of orgasm,
the cries and groans and gasps as one after the other rocketed into delicious
climax. Afterwards, they continued to lie together, their bodies excitingly wet
with the sweat of their lovely lust. Shelly was wide-eyed as she told of how
much she had enjoyed the game, and how she would want to play it often.
"You will, sweetie. You'll play it with me often and with Connie as well.
But for now, there are other nice thing; to be done. I'm very anxious to taste
your warm little cunt. I'm going to suck it and lick it and give you such an
orgasm you'll think you've died and gone to heaven. Are you ready to have your
cunt licked?"
"Oh yes, Darla! I guess I've been ready all my life, only I didn't know
it."
"How sweet, my lovely little angel. Lie on your back now, and I'll put a
pillow under your behind," Darla said and reached for one.
Shelly was panting in hot anticipation as she lay back with her legs wide open
to present her tender little cunt to be sucked. Darla stared hotly at her pussy,
a hand rubbing in her crotch where it was wet and very warm. Darla's tongue came
out and licked over her lips as she reached down to stroke the girl's warm
pussy, making her sigh, then groan with desire as her heart pounded strongly;
then she gave a little cry as she watched Darla's face coming down, saw her wet
lips parting. Then the face was in her crotch, and she felt the woman's warm
breath bathing her box and making her so horny that she wanted to scream. She
did scream, a little high-pitched wail as the mouth touched her cunt in a light
kiss while two gentle hands claimed her hips and held tightly. The kiss soon
became more intense, and then it wasn't a kiss any longer as Darla began sucking
her cunt. The thrill was so great that Shelly told herself she couldn't stand
it, yet the only alternative was to take her cunt away from the woman's mouth
and that she refused to even consider. Anyone standing outside the door would
have thought that someone was in agony in the room, but both Shelly and Darla
knew better as they shared the ecstasy of their lesbian lust. Darla sucked
greedily, wetly, so wetly that Shelly's little cunt couldn't contain all the
juice and she felt some of it trickling down into the crack of her behind. As
she became accustomed to the intensity of her passion, Shelly wanted the muff-
diving to go on forever, though even as she felt the wish, she knew that sale
was going to climax soon. As Darla's skilled tongue licked over and around her
clit, Shelly shrieked in ecstasy. The sound drifted through the window so that
those at the pool were able to hear it. Connie and Thomas recognized it for what
it was, but Ted looked troubled.
"Your sister is all right, Ted," Thomas told him. "In fact,"
he added with a grin, "I'd say she's more than all right, wouldn't you,
Connie?"
"I'd say she's the happiest girl in the world right now."
"You'll understand too, Ted, very soon now, and you're going to be the
happiest boy in the world. Come on, let's have another swim," he added, and
Connie smiled as she saw the bulge of a hardon in his swimming trunks. Later, in
the water, she confirmed that hardness with a naughty hand and got one cheek of
her ass squeezed as a reward for her effort.
In the bedroom, woman and girl were panting as the climax passed for Shelly and
she opened her starry eyes wide, her young body still glowing. They talked of
how good the orgasm had been, and Darla assured her that every one could be like
that.
"It's wonderful to have a man lap your cunt, sweetie," Darla told her,
"especially a beautiful lapper like your father, but it seems that there's
a special magic about it when two females do it. Perhaps you'll understand a lot
more after you've sucked my cunt. You do want that, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Darla. I want it so much. What a thrill it will be for me to suck
my first cunt! When I have my face in your crotch, my mouth tight on the lips of
your cunt, I think I'll go out of my mind. I'm more than ready now, if you
are."
Telling the girl that she was almost ready to have her cunt licked, Darla lay
back with the pillow under her am and invited Shelly to play with her pussy for
a while. Shelly was eager to do so, and she rubbed the warm box in mounting
passion, then probed the slit with a finger and soon had her partner panting and
sighing.
"Oh, yes, Shelly! I'm ready now," Darla panted and her voice was low
and husky with passion. "I'm so ready to have my cunt licked." Shelly
took her finger out of the hot, juicy slit, Darla raised her parted legs back
over her body and presented her pink, open-lipped cunt to the girl. The sight of
the juicy snatch was such that Shelly trembled strongly, then licked her lips as
she positioned herself to suck it. She lowered her pretty face slowly, brushed
hair back from her face and gave a little squeal of delight when her mouth was
about an inch above the pink pussy. Impulsively, she stuck her tongue out and
slowly licked up from the base of Darla's crack to the top of her cunt. They
both moaned as Shelly felt the woman shuddering with arousal; then she touched
the cunt lightly with her lips in a gentle kiss. Shelly found no taste at all,
just an exciting suggestion of a musky perfume, and she enjoyed it as she
inhaled deeply. Then her mouth pressed down more firmly on Darla's cunt, and she
began sucking as her arms wrapped around the big thighs of her nude partner. She
had known that sucking a cunt would be lovely, but it was even more than that,
and she couldn't find a word to describe the erotic thrill as she sucked wetly,
hungrily, her hands rubbing silken skin as she heard Darla purring in ecstasy.
Both experienced a new thrill when Shelly brought her tongue into play, using it
as Darla had used hers, probing and licking her snatch deeply, then bonging it
up to the top of the slit where the hard, sensitized passion bud awaited a good
licking. She gave it just that. Shelly licked in the top of Darla's slit for two
or three minutes, and then she felt the tension in the woman which told her she
was getting close to an exciting orgasm. She went on licking her puffy gash, and
then Darla was jerking and panting as the tendrils of climax caught her and did
wild things to her for a long time before the final spasm passed. When she
opened her eyes, Darla saw Shelly crouched on the bed beside her, looking very
pleased with herself and with life.
"That was beautiful, Shelly. You eat cunt like an angel."
"I'm glad I pleased you, Darla. I'll do it again right now if you
like."
"No thanks, but you could put on a little show with Connie for me. How does
that sound?"
"I think I'd rather eat your pussy - but that does sound like fun."
"I'll teach the two of you how to play sixty-nine. It'll give you something
to do when you're alone and bored."
"I don't think I'll ever be bored as long as I live," Shelly said as
Darla went to the window and called her daughter. Connie came running, wriggling
her pretty ass for Thomas, who still had a hardon.
Connie was breathless as she hurried into the room, but she had enough breath
left to hurry out of her bathing suit when her mother told her to. Then she got
onto the bed with Shelly, and the two girls began playing with each other, to
the delight of the naked woman who watched intently. Darla knew what a thrill it
would be for Thomas to see their daughters romping in the nude, but that would
mean leaving Ted alone, and she didn't think that would be fair, so she decided
that her fucker would have to wait until another time. The girls played with
their tits, asses, and pussies, and it was obvious that they were both enjoying
their game. When Darla asked, both told her that they were very ready to go on
to mutual cunt-lapping. Delighted that she had thought of the idea, Darla helped
guide the two girls into position. Each fitted her mouth to the cunt of the
other, and they began sucking. While she watched the pretty girls lapping each
other's twats, Darla decided to warm her right hand in her crotch. It felt so
nice that she thought she should make it feel even nicer, so a finger went into
her slit, and she began stroking, her big tits swaying. A few minutes later,
Darla climaxed with much panting and gasping, her boobs performing a wildly
erotic dance while her plump ass jerked strongly. As she was coming out of the
orgasm, she smiled at the sight and sound of both girls experiencing strong
comes, their naked bodies writhing together on the bed.
Connie began to entertain high hopes when she learned that only Thomas was
coming to visit that evening. If her hopes were realized, she would part with
her virginity that evening. When Darla refused to admit that there was anything
special about her fucker's visit, Connie's hopes dimmed, but only a little.
When the bell rang, Darla admitted her fucker, and Connie watched as they kissed
passionately and Thomas fondled her butt.
"Gee," Connie said as they moved apart, "some women get all the
luck and all the kisses and everything."
"Would you like a kiss, Connie?" he asked, going to her. He took her
in his arms and brought his mouth down warmly on hers. As he had done with her
mother, he put a hand on Connie's firm young behind and fondled it, adding to
her excitement by getting his tongue into her mouth. When the kiss ended, Connie
felt a little weak-kneed, and her eyes shone brightly with excitement. More than
ever then, she wanted Thomas to pop her cherry, and she sensed that her dream
was going to come true despite what her mother said, or refused to say.
While Darla poured drinks for herself and Thomas, Connie got herself a Coke and
took it to her room. She had intended to study, but her sexual desire was so
great it was out of the question. She turned her radio on and tried to make the
hunger go away, without much success. She would have been more excited had she
known that Darla and Thomas were talking about her, and about how Thomas was
going to screw her in just a little while.
"How exciting our lives have become, babe," Darla said as they sipped
their drinks and Thomas fondled a firm thigh. "To think that you're going
to fuck my eleven-year old daughter, and tomorrow I'm going to strip for your
fifteen-year old son, teach him how to lap a woman's cunt and then give him his
first piece of tail."
"That we ever met, Darla, was sheer luck. Think of the odds against it.
Since then, though, we deserved an the joy we've found, because we dared to help
ourselves to it."
"And we're going to go on babe, aren't we, fucker?" Darla asked as his
hand moved closer to the crotch of her panties and she moved her thighs farther
apart.
"You're so right, babe," he told her as his hand moved to the warm
cotton of her panties, where the garment snugged against a cunt that was much
warmer. "I have a hunch we'll do things so wild that we can't even think of
them just now. We'll invent whole new sexual acts."
"Oh, babe, yes," Darla said with a warm sigh as he gently stroked her
crotch. "I'm so horny, fucker. Do you think it's time to take little Connie
off the hook?"
"Why not? I'll fuck her first, then it shouldn't be long before I've got a
hardon again and I can give you a fuck. It'll be a joy few men know to fuck a
tender young virgin, then fuck her mother. Want to call her now?"
"Yes, I'll... Wait, I've got an idea. Let's strip!" Darla said
excitedly. "I want to see the look on her face when she walks into the room
and sees us both naked. She's really been dying to see your big cock."
"She'll do more than just see it tonight, angel," Thomas said as they
got to their feet and began undressing. Then Darla called to her daughter who,
sensing that it was the big call she had been waiting for, turned her radio off
and felt her heart pounding as she walked to the living room.
With a loud gasp, she stopped in the doorway as she stared at the two naked
people who were smiling with excitement.
"My God, Mother! You said his cock was big and beautiful, but it's so
huge!" the 11-year old said, her voice almost breaking as she walked toward
them.
"Take it in your hand and play with it, Connie," Thomas told her.
"Feel how velvety the head is and how hard the shaft gets when I think of
sticking it in your tiny little cunt to fuck you."
"Oh, yes! I want that," she told him as her hand closed around his
prick. "I really want you to fuck me. I don't care if it hurts. Besides,
Shelly told me it doesn't hurt all that much," she added, then closed a
hand gently around the cockhead and gave it a loving squeeze.
"We won't even think about things like hurt, sweetie," her mother told
her. "Think of beautiful things while you strip naked and show Thomas what
he's getting."
Connie was eager to undress, to be naked like the other two, but before
starting, she just had to squat before the naked man. Then she was fondling his
big balls, delighting herself with the thought that they were full of potent
seed. Semen seemed like such a clinical term for the magic juice of a man's
balls, she thought. Straightening up, she began undressing as the adults looked
at her admiringly, both of them seething with arousal.
"What beautiful little tits you have, Connie," Thomas said. "And
they're not so little at that. In just a few years they're going to be as big as
your mother's big beauties."
Trembling with delight and excitement, Connie pushed her panties down. She liked
the way Thomas looked at what she was showing him. She wished she had a big
patch of cunt bush, like her mother, but she sensed that Thomas was more than
delighted with the peach fuzz she wore on her little cunt mound. Then her
panties fell and she stepped out of them, beautifully naked and terribly eager
to have her body fondled and kissed and fucked. She wondered if he was going to
suck her snatch before fucking her. She hoped he would. Thomas looked lovingly
at the trembling little girl as he held his arms open in silent invitation and
she moved eagerly into his embrace. While he kissed her, his hands cupping the
cheeks of her pretty little ass, Connie felt his big cock throbbing against her.
After the kiss, Thomas turned her around to admire her lovely ass. He fondled it
some more, then drew a little gasp from her as he picked her up as easily, as if
she were a much younger child, and carried her to Darla's bedroom, her mother
following.
"How does my beautiful little daughter feel about being carried to bed to
be fucked by a great big man?" Darla asked.
"Oh, Mother, it's so exciting! I feel like I'm going to faint."
"That's all right, babe. Thomas's big prick will revive you very
quickly," Darla told her, and they all laughed.
In the bedroom, Thomas stopped before a mirror so that they could all admire the
reflection of the naked girl being held in his arms; then he deposited her
gently on the bed and got onto it beside her. Connie asked her mother if she was
going to stay. Darla assured her she was, telling her she wouldn't miss it for
the world. Taking his time, Thomas began making love to the girl, and she
responded thrillingly as his hands and lips moved all over her body while she
squirmed and panted with lust. She loved the way he sucked her tits with such a
gentle yet ardent style, elongating her little pink nipples and making them feel
hard and very sensitive. When Thomas told her to, Connie stretched her jaws as
she worked at getting the head of his cock into an excitingly warm mouth. Then
she achieved her goal. While she sucked on his dick, she tried to picture her
mother sucking his big cock and drinking his cum. She found the thought almost
exciting as the act of sucking his cock, and then he told her to take it out of
her mouth. Thomas noticed that Darla was fingering her pussy as she watched the
action and decided he had to fix her up before fucking her daughter. Connie
would be thrilled, he reasoned, to watch him lapping her mother's cunt and she
wouldn't feel neglected. He told Darla to lie across the bed to have her cunt
licked, and she did so eagerly. Thomas explained to Connie that her mother
needed help first. As he had guessed, the girl was more than delighted at being
a spectator. She stared in rapt fascination as Thomas went down on her mother
and gave her what appeared to be a lovely cunt-lapping, one which made her cum
hard, then left her panting with delight, her hunger satisfied for the time
being.
"Oh, Thomas, that was so exciting to watch!" Connie told him when he
took her in his arms again. "I sure would love to have you suck my pussy
like that before you fuck me."
"I'll give you all of my tongue you can take, you beautiful little
woman," he assured her as he put a hand in her crotch and stroked her
virginal snatch. He played with her tits and pussy for a long time and then
whispered to her that he was ready to suck a beautiful little cunt. She trembled
as he lay on his back and waited for her to mount his face, but before she did,
Connie paused to look at his big cock as the hard rod jutted like the mast of a
ship. Quickly, she knelt astride his head and he put both hands on her ass and
held there as he looked up, his body trembling at the sight of the little pink
gash. Neither seemed to be in a hurry to start, so she knelt as she was and
enjoyed looking down as the man's face, liking what she saw in his eyes and what
she felt in her crotch as he slowly fingered her little cunt with one hand while
the other fondled a cheek of her ass. Thomas played with her for a long time
before both his hands went to her hips and exerted a subtle downward pressure.
It was signal enough for Connie and, with a warm sigh, she slowly lowered her
body until she felt her cunt touching his lips. He fastened his mouth to her box
with exciting greed, and then he was sucking, his hands rubbing her hips, thighs
and the cheeks of her pretty little ass while her mother looked on, so wildly
aroused that she began fingering her pussy once more, wondering how many comes
she was going to enjoy during the seduction of her daughter. Until that moment,
Connie had believed that having her cunt sucked by her mother or by Shelly was
the ultimate sexual joy, but as she rode Thomas's face and he sucked her
churning pussy while his strong hands played with her, she found a greater
thrill than she had ever known. A part of that delight came in the thought that
she, a thirteen-year old girl, could so wildly arouse the handsome, mature man -
her mother's fucker. While he caressed her ass with both hands, Thomas worked
his tongue into her virginal slit and gave her another shot of ecstasy as he
licked excitingly in a way which further stimulated her pussy juices. He seemed
to lap them up as fast as her cunt could produce them. Connie saw a blurred
image of her mother fingering her pussy as she stared intently, then she saw and
heard her mother coming, saw her big tits bouncing wildly as her body jerked
strongly and her smooth thighs rubbed hotly together. His hot tongue continued
to lick inside her cunt, Connie realized that she was going to cum. She had been
so intently watching her mother enjoying her orgasm that she had missed the
early warning signs and suddenly she was right on the edge of explosion. She
cried out her message, her voice breaking, then the strong hands tightened their
grip on the cheeks of her ass. Her head fell back, eyes closed, mouth slackly
open. Then she was wailing her quavering song of ecstasy, a little girl who was
all woman as she climaxed, her hot, wet little cunt rubbing over the face of her
man, her pretty little butt jerking in the strong but gentle captivity of his
big hands.
Unable to restrain herself, Darla hurried onto the bed. Kneeling at Thomas's
head, she pulled Connie into a warm embrace and held her tightly, the young face
between her boobs as the waves of orgasm stopped crashing and Connie sighed
warmly as though returning from a long and tiring journey. Delighting in the
naked embrace of her mother, Connie forgot about Thomas and her crotch pressed
down firmly on his face, but his twitching cock made it very obvious that he
didn't mind. Thomas made that even more obvious as his hands moved over her
silken smooth behind; then she felt a finger in her crack. It teased her little
asshole for a few seconds, then she felt it pushing slowly into her ass and
begin pumping in and out.
"Oh, Mother," she said excitedly, "he's finger-fucking my
asshole! It feels just like a cock in my butt."
While her mother held her and Thomas went on fingering her ass, Connie wondered
how it would feel to be kneeling while he worked his long, strong prick up her
ass. She'd heard that people did that, had heard of a girl at school who liked
fucking but feared pregnancy, and so she allowed her boy friend to fuck her up
the ass instead of in her cunt. She promised herself that she would offer her
ass to Thomas that way and sensed that he would accept with pleasure. She
thought it was called buggering, but she liked the sound of ass-fucking better.
"I think you'd better let Thomas get some air, sweetie," her mother
said as she released Connie. The girl raised her crotch from his face at once
and looked down to see that his face was shiny wet from the juice of her
well-sucked little cunt. She saw, too, that he was smiling and looked very
happy, perhaps as happy as she, Connie thought.
Thomas had her lie on the bed then. As he fondled her titties and her warm
little pussy, she tried to tell him how thrilling the cunt-lapping had been.
Then Darla went to the dresser and took a rubber from the drawer. Connie watched
intently as her mother fitted the latex sheath over Thomas's big cock and rolled
it down the shaft. It made his prick look even bigger, she thought, bigger and
mysterious-looking, almost, but not quite frightening. The fact that he had the
rubber on was another reminder to the girl that she was just minutes away from
getting her first fuck, and she felt strong tremors of passion racing through
her body.
Recalling how he had taken his daughter's cherry, Thomas decided to play Connie
the same way as he slipped a finger into her wet slit and began stroking. Connie
responded instantly, and he observed her pretty ass rubbing on the bed. He knew
he was turning her on, making her more and more ready for her first fuck. When
he saw Darla reaching for her daughter's little titties, he took his hand away
and let her take over in that area while he concentrated on the girl's cunt,
thighs and tummy. The little slit was tight around his finger as he fingered
her, and Thomas thought of how tight her gash would be when it was strangling
his cock as he fucked her. What other man, he wondered, ever got to fuck two
eager young virgins within the space of a few days? When Connie began to pant
more loudly as she writhed in mounting passion, her mother caught Thomas's eye
and let him know with a nod that she thought her daughter was hot to trot, that
it was time for him to bury his big boner in the tight warmth of her juicy
little pussy. When Thomas stopped fingering her crack and left his finger in her
pussy, she kept her body in motion so that she was fucking his finger. That told
him that the timing was indeed right. He smiled at the girl and saw her eyes
shining as he moved so that he was kneeling between her parted legs. She knew
that her first fuck was coming. There was one fleeting thought of pain in
Connie's mind, then it went away as she looked at the big cock and wanted to
feel it inside her cunt, stretching her hole and turning her from girl into
woman. Thomas loomed above her. Connie heard her mother tell him that she would
guide his cock to the target. His weight resting on his hands, Thomas lowered
himself until his cock was in the girl's little crotch, then Connie heard her
mother panting as she reached to clutch the big prick. Connie felt the latex rub
over an inner thigh, then it was being guided right to her little gash, and she
sighed loudly as she felt it on her sensitive cunt-lips. Thomas felt the
contact, too. He pushed slowly and heard the girl cry out in ecstasy as she felt
prick pushing between the lips of her cunt, stretching her hole as the head
slipped slowly inside. Crouched close by, her mother stared in awe and
excitement as she saw how Thomas's dick changed her daughter's slit into a big
circle. She watched, panting, as he fed cock into the young virgin's little
cunt.
Little-girl hands clutched at Thomas's body as cries of joy filled the room.
Then the head of his cock found her barrier and pushed gently. Her cherry felt
thin, he thought, as though it would break easily. Hoping that was the case, he
smiled down at the girl as strong hip muscles bunched; then he drove ahead with
his cock, and it barely hesitated at the barrier before it went all the way into
her hole and her virginity was a thing of the past. To his delight, he saw that
her cherry broke even more easily than his daughter's had. She barely cried out
at all as her arms wrapped tightly around him and she moaned as he fed the rest
of his prick into the tightness of her little cunt. He was pouring his big cock
into her with long, strong strokes while her mother found and caressed his hairy
balls and sent a finger into her own cunt to finger herself as she watched her
delighted daughter taking her first fuck, her little legs spread wide. Darla
heard the sound of sweaty bodies rubbing together, and she trembled at the sight
and wild sounds of the big man fucking the excited little girl, her own beloved
daughter. Although he did his best to slow down, Thomas knew he didn't have a
chance, given the stimulation of the tight cunt and the caressing of his balls.
When he felt his load building, he knew it would be futile to fight it, so he
pressed down on Connie and began riding hard and fast. Then he was jerking in
her crotch and his sperm was shooting strongly.
"Oh, Thomas, you wonderful fucker," Connie told him a little later
when he got off her and sat beside her, smiling as he rubbed her tummy,
"that was so great. I wish I could grow another cherry right now so you
could fuck me again and take it from me."
Both adults hugged the girl warmly, and they shared the golden glow which seemed
to bathe the room and, perhaps, the whole world, Connie thought.
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Chapter 4.
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And then Ted, Thomas's fifteen-year old son was the only innocent remaining in
the group. Darla and Thomas agreed that it was time to do something about it.
The boy had been prepared for it with a father-and-son conversation after school
that day. He talked to the boy vaguely about sex, wanting to leave the more
detailed aspects for Darla, who would find that an exciting part of the
seduction. Thomas stressed the importance of secrecy regarding everything the
boy saw or did, in his home, pointed out that other people didn't believe as
they did, and that they could cause serious trouble if they ever got even a hint
of what was going on.
"Are all of you doing... sex things?" Ted asked nervously.
"Yes, Ted, all of us. And now we feel it's time to welcome you into the
group. You're going to do all the things a man does with a woman. Do you like
the idea?"
"Oh, yes. Who am I going to do it with first?"
"Darla. She's already your friend, and now she's going to be your teacher.
She's a very good teacher, the best possible, and she's very eager to teach you
as she taught Connie and Shelly. Mind you, I did some teaching myself."
"What are we going to do?"
"I think it's best not to go into that right now, Ted. When she comes to
visit this evening, you'll go to the bedroom with her and she'll take over from
there. One thing I must warn you. No matter how excited you get between now and
then, don't jack yourself off or you'll spoil the whole thing. Do you think you
can resist the urge?"
"Yes. I won't even play with myself."
"That's good thinking. It may be better to stay around me or Shelly. That
should help keep temptation from getting too strong."
"Thanks, Dad. You're really great!"
Thomas gave his son another reminder of the need for absolute secrecy; then they
went to the kitchen to find Shelly preparing the evening meal. Thomas helped her
with the work while Ted looked on, admiring his sister's thighs and wondering
how soon he would be allowed to run his hands over them and feel more. He had
often seen how her ass bulged her tight pants or bathing suit, and he trembled
as he thought of taking her panties down to see and feel those plump asscheeks.
Darla and Connie arrived for dinner. At the sight of the woman, Ted flushed
hotly and felt perspiration trickling inside his clothes. Darla smiled warmly at
him and gave him a loving hug, letting him feel her boobs. Then she sat and
slowly crossed her long legs, avowing him to see her big, smooth-looking thighs.
His father hadn't actually said that he was going to fuck Darla, but Ted hoped
with an his heart and mind that he was going to. He had overheard older boys
talking about fucking, and they made it sound so exciting. As he kept stealing
glances at Darla's thighs, he tried to picture her naked, then found it more
exciting to imagine her taking her dress off and showing him how she looked in
her bra and panties.
When the meal was finished, the group went to the living room, where the adults
had a drink while they all chatted, sharing the excitement which fairly crackled
in the air since all knew what was going to happen in a little while. Although
Ted didn't know it, they were deliberately stalling the session until dark so
that the others could go to the balcony outside the master bedroom. From there,
the L-shaped design of the house permitted a view into Shelly's bedroom. It was
for that reason that they had chosen Shelly's room for the seduction of the boy.
Too, the back of the house was totally screened from view so that they would
have absolute privacy for all that was to happen that evening. Finishing her
drink, Darla put her glass down, uncrossed her legs and raised the hem of her
dress. All eyes were on her as she rubbed her inner thighs with the tips of her
fingers, her hands moving closer to her crotch as she licked her lips, eyes
shining with excitement.
"I'm feeling very horny," she announced. "I think I'm ready to go
to the bedroom with Ted for our... uh... little talk. Are you ready, Ted?"
"Y-Yes," he stammered, his face hot.
Getting to her feet, Darla took him by the hand, and they turned and walked from
the room. As they left the room, the girls giggled excitedly at the prospect of
watching Darla seduce the boy; they they hurried up the stairs with Thomas. When
they reached the balcony, they saw that Darla and the boy were standing beside
the bed, kissing as they embraced. Darla whispered something to the boy, and his
hands moved down her back and began rubbing her behind through her dress.
"I'll bet his little cock is hard right now," Shelly whispered, and
she and Connie giggled again until Thomas told them to be quiet, not wanting to
upset his son during his thrilling experience. As he did, he unfastened the
waist of his daughter's skirt, pushed it down, and she stepped out of it. Connie
was wearing pants, and he opened them and pushed them down to her knees; then he
lowered her panties to bare her ass, and went to his daughter to do the same. He
didn't object when his daughter opened his fly and took his stiff cock out.
In the bedroom, Darla and Ted enjoyed a few kisses. Then she raised the hem of
her dress and sat on the edge of the bed with her knees apart. They watched the
boy drop to his knees between them. The audience could see that he was saying
something to Darla as he fondled her thighs eagerly, the bare skin feeling
smoother and far more exciting than silk. While Ted went on feeling her thighs
and staring at them and at the bit of black cotton panties he could see in her
crotch, Darla opened the top of her dress, and said something to the boy. Ted
looked up to watch as she pulled the dress down to her waist. He gave a little
cry at the sight of the incredible bulging cups of her black bra and the white
skin between. The cleavage of her boobs was deep and thrilling, and the boy
hungered to see her naked tits, to feel them filling both his hands. He got part
of his wish when Darla invited him to feel her jugs through her bra. He hurried
his trembling hands there, squeezing and rubbing as she sighed and looked beyond
him, smiling at the audience she knew was on the balcony as she delighted in the
feel of the hands on her bra. Ted put a hand between the cups and felt the upper
slope of one tit, then did the same with the other. Darla smiled and told him to
get up on the bed; then she held him by the back of the head and pressed his
face to the cleavage of her boobs. He seemed very content, and she held his face
there for a while, feeling his deep inhalations. At last she released him and
told him to strip naked. The boy didn't hesitate as he got off the bed and began
undressing. He paused when only his briefs remained, and she saw the form of his
stiff prick making an obscenely large bulge in the garment; then she emitted an
audible gasp as he pushed the briefs down and his gigantic cock leaped to
freedom.
"OH MY GOD, Ted! Your... your so... big! I had no idea... ohmy jesus,
child. Come here, babe, and let me wrap my hands around your big dick,"
Darla told him, and he went to her and she closed two hands gently around his
colossal tool. "My, it feels nice and strong, Ted. Ohmygod, I can't get
over this. None of us knew this... that you... you were so unbelievably endowed!
How big is it, I wonder? Hang on, I have a tape measure in my purse. Stay right
there!"
Darla fumbled through her small purse and quickly fished out the small sewing
tape measure that had been cut down to 30 inches. Holding it along the top of
his bulging shaft at its base, she stretched it all the way down, way down to
the foreskin-covered tip. The tape read 11.75-inches long!
"OHMYGOODNESS, child, you're hung like a horse!" she cried, unable to
cope with this unexpected development. She briefly wondered if she could even
take such a mammoth piece of meat inside her, and it looked even bigger hanging
low between the thighs of the young boy. "Have you ever wondered what it
would be like to stick that big thing in a woman's pussy and fuck her?"
"Y-yes... all the time. Are you going to let me do that, Darla? I really
want to. I want to do everything there you'll let me!"
"That depends on you, sweetie. If you do everything I want you to, you'll
see me bare naked and you'll get to feel me all over. Then you'll lie down on
top of me, shove your uncut prick in my cunt and give me a wonderful fuck."
He assured Darla he'd do anything she wanted and try to do it well, explaining
that this was his first lay and he really didn't know much about sex. Darla told
him she was sure he would be a very good fucker and that she would teach him
everything; then Ted was on the bed with her again. She reached behind her back
to unhook her bra, being careful not to hide the view from her audience.
When she showed him her naked tits, Ted let a cry break from his throat. The
audience couldn't hear it, but they saw his mouth open, and they could guess.
Connie held her breath as she watched his trembling hands hesitantly rise. Then
they were on Darla's boobs and she seemed to be sighing as the boy fondled. Her
lush jugs were so big and beautiful that his hands looked too small to cope, but
Ted did his best, and her eyes told her she was enjoying it. They seemed
well-matched: she had the gift of her enormous boobs; he had a similar genetic
gift with such a huge prick between his legs. She kept him playing with her tits
for a long time, then told him she wanted her boobs sucked. Ted looked
delighted, and then he was holding her left tit in both hands and sucking. He
began the task tentatively, but excitement soon carried him away and he kept
trying to get a whole boob into his mouth. He tried so hard that his jaws ached,
and a couple of times Darla had to tell him to be more careful with his teeth.
He sucked the beautifully heavy titflesh until Darla took it from him and they
both examined it; then she had him lie on his back and, her big ass arched
toward the window, she lowered herself over him and stuffed a tit into his
wide-open mouth. While he sucked voraciously, Darla put a hand in her hot crotch
and began fingering her cunt. It was the most exciting thing she had ever done,
and she felt tremors of passion sweeping over her as she thought of all the
exciting things that were still to be done. Darla had only intended giving her
cunt a bit of a fingering, but once she started, it felt so good that she kept
fingering her pussy while Ted sucked her big tit. Then she triggered a big
orgasm and fell atop the boy, panting, her big ass jerking strongly until the
waves stopped crashing and she sighed warmly as she sat up beside him.
"That was a lovely tit-sucking, babe," she said, her eyes shining.
"Would you like to see some more of me now?"
He told her he would, and she left him sitting on the bed as she got up, turned
her back to him and worked the dress down over her hips. At the sight of her
magnificently rounded ass, only partially covered by the little black cotton
panties, Ted let out another dry-sounding cry which partially caught in his
throat. Darla stepped out of the dress, Ted had to fight to focus his eyes on
her. She turned, her udders swaying enticingly, and showed him the frontal view,
a sight as thrilling as the rear view had been, the boy decided. Standing with
her hands on her hips, Darla told Ted to come and kneel before her. She saw his
hard prick twitching as he hurried to her; then he was on his knees and his
hands were on her thighs. Darla left him free to do what he wanted as she stood
with her thighs together to keep his hands out of her crotch. He made the best
of her generous gift, thrilling to the feel of the big, silken asscheeks under
his hands, exploring all of her from her waist to her knees, his hands never
staying in one place very long. Telling him to stop, she moved her feet wide
apart and let him look up into her crotch. When she gave him permission, he
raised one hand, palm up, then earned it to her crotch where he felt the warmth
of her cunt through the thin cotton. Ted thought his pounding heart was going to
shatter as he rubbed her cunt mound gently.
"Your hand feels so good in my crotch, babe," she told him, "but
I think your face would feel even better. Put your face between my thighs and
suck my panties. I'm going to train you to suck cunt as excitingly as your
father and sister do," she added as she put a hand on the back of his head
and guided his face into her crotch. He began sucking at once and liked it so
much that he hoped she would let him keep on doing it for a long time. The
cotton of her panties was warm, so warm; then it became wet as he sucked,
producing exciting sounds, wondering what her cunt looked like and how soon
Darla would let him see it. It surprised him that he found no taste in her
crotch, none of the unpleasant odor he heard older boys talking about. Her box
just smelled clean and beautiful and very exciting. While he sucked, both his
hands continued to play with her lovely big behind.
Outside, as he watched and fondled two bare asses, it was all Thomas could do to
resist the urge to bend one of the girls over and bury his cock in a tender cunt
to blow his load. Still, if he did, he reminded himself, it-would spoil the rest
of the performance for him, so he contented himself with fondling pretty young
asscheeks.
Ted had been sucking for a long time before Darla patted him on the head and
told him to stop; then she turned her back to him again and once more smiled to
the audience.
"All right, sweetie," she told Ted, "we're coming to the big
moment now. Feel my panties a little, then peel them down and have a look at my
bare ass. It's a really big one, but your father thinks it's beautiful. I hope
you will, too."
"Oh, yes, I know it is! It's the most beautiful thing I ever saw," Ted
told her, and then both hands were rubbing the seat of the stretched panties.
The hands rubbed for only a few seconds, then Darla felt them moving up to the
waistband of her panties, and she took a deep breath. She loved having someone
take her panties down, but it had never been as exciting as it was when his
trembling fingers managed to grip the cotton. Then he was slowly pulling her
panties down, baring plump, silken asscheeks. He paused when the upper half of
her ass was bared, blinking in an effort to focus properly. Then he resumed
unveiling her butt and pulled her panties down until the garment slipped from
his fingers and fell down her legs. Resting a hand on his shoulder, Darla
stepped out of her panties and kicked them away. She would have taken him back
to bed then, but his arms wrapped around her and she heard an impulsive cry. His
face pressed between the cheeks of her ass and she could feel his labored
breathing. His hands came around her, and she felt him stroking her pussy bush
while his young face pressed and pressed more firmly, as though Ted was trying
to get it entirely into her smooth crack. But it was her cunt that needed
attention then, had to have another orgasm, so she took his hands off her belly
and invited him to get on the bed with her. While he staggered to his feet,
Darla told him how much she had enjoyed the feel of his face between her
asscheeks. He glowed as they went to the bed, and then she lay on her back,
raised and parted her knees and invited Ted to look at her cunt. He got down on
his hands and knees and stared in her crotch. Some boys had bald him he would
shit his pants if he ever looked at a real cunt, but Ted knew how wrong they had
been as he stared at the soft pink lips; then he watched as she parted her puffy
gash with the tips of long, well-manicured fingers and showed him inside,
telling him that was where his cock would be when they fucked.
"First, though," she told him as her finger slid along her cuntlips,
"my cunt needs a nice sucking. Give me a good sucking and licking and make
me cum. After that, we'll enjoy a beautiful fuck and you'll shoot all your cum
in my snatch."
Ted was eager to get started, but Darla made him wait while she gave him a
lecture on the art of cunt-lapping. In the course of the lecture, she guided one
of his fingers into her slit and showed him where her passion bud was located.
He assured her he wouldn't forget. Ready then, Darla sighed as he hurried his
face to her crotch. His mouth touched her snatch and then Ted was sucking again.
It was much more exciting with his mouth right on her hot, wet cunt, Ted
realized, and he sucked voraciously while his hands rubbed as much skin as he
could reach. Darla's sighing and panting told him he was doing the job well, and
then his tongue licked into her gash and her sighs became deeper, warmer as he
probed her juicy puny and told himself that he would be content to spend the
rest of his life with his face in her hot crotch, even if he never got to fuck
her. When she told him to, his tongue w«t searching for her clit. There was a
moment of panic for him when he failed to find it on the first try; then he
licked a little closer to the top of her pussy and heard her loud gasp when he
licked slowly over her clit as her ass squirmed on the sheet. While Darla kept
urging him on with hotly panted words, he licked her cunt beautifully. Then she
warned him that she was going to cum. Not knowing what was expected of him, the
boy just went on licking her clit as he rubbed her smooth hips. Then her body
jerked, cries of ecstasy broke from her throat and she pushed his face away from
her crotch. Ted stared hotly as she panted and jerked through what struck him as
being a very long and strong climax, acting as though she were suffering great
pain. But when the orgasm passed and she opened her shining eyes, Ted knew that
there had been no pain at all. Her eyes shone, her whole face seemed to glow,
and he sensed her great joy. She confirmed that with words, telling him that his
mouth and tongue had done the job beautifully and that a boy who could lap her
cunt so nicely was going to get to do it often, if he wanted to.
Eagerly, he told her he loved eating her cunt. She bathed him in a warm smile as
he offered to go down on her again. Turning over to lie face down, Darla invited
Ted to play with her ass some more while she thought about it. His hands hurried
to the big, smooth cheeks and then he felt the firmness of her flesh as he
squeezed. Playing for only a little while, he drew the firm cheeks apart with
both hands, then his face was pressed between them again, and he was licking her
crack and the exciting pink asshole he found there, making Darla purr with
delight as she realized what tremendous potential he had. Any boy who would so
eagerly suck a woman's cunt and get his tongue into the crack of her ass without
being told, she reasoned, could be trained into a perfect fucker, one who would
do anything and everything to please a woman. The licking of her crack and
tonguing of her ass, so thrillingly performed, made Darla want to arch her ass
sharply so that he could get his tongue right inside her ass to rim her. She had
heard of the act but had never experienced it. On second thought, she decided to
wait a while for that and to have him eat her cunt again. She told him to sit
up. He did so, licking his lips, his eyes wide with delight. She told him how
exciting it had been and that another time he was going to be allowed to do even
more. Then she told him to lie on his back and eat her cunt another way. Darla
knelt astride his head. He looked up and let a low, quavering moan break from
him at the sight of pussy, tits and lower slopes of beautiful asscheeks; then
she told him she was going to deliver her hot cunt to him to be sucked and
licked. She let her body come down slowly, and Ted held his breath as her open
pink gash approached slowly, so slowly that it was maddeningly exciting as he
waited for the feel of her cunt on his mouth, the confinement of his face in the
thrilling warmth of her wet crotch. Soft, warm cunt brushed lightly over his
nose and he groaned in her muff. Then she delivered her cunt to his mouth. His
next groan was muffled in her cunt; then he was sucking, his hands fondling her
smooth, naked asscheeks. He sucked and licked cunt, Ted wanted to tell her that
it was his favorite position, and he would want to eat her that way every time,
but talking was out of the question at that time, so he concentrated on sucking
and licking her juicy, delicious cunt until she climaxed again. When she did, it
was a thing of wild excitement as her wet crotch rubbed all over his face,
smearing it with tasty Juice.
"Oh, you babe boy," Darla said, sighing as she got off his face and
rubbed a hand in her wet pussy, "what a delightful treat that was. If any
boy ever deserved a good fuck, it's you," she told him; then she was lying
on her back with her knees raised high and wide apart as she invited him to get
aboard her naked body and get his dick into her slit for his very first fuck.
Trembling, he did so, lying on her smooth warm body, his face between her tits
as he purred with delight. She told him to slide his giant cock into her slit.
He raised up a little, reached between them and found his stiff prick, then he
was probing her box with it, probing until he felt his rod slip between the lips
of her cunt. He pushed his dick slowly, which was the only way he could given
his immense size. Her cuntlips were wrapped so tightly around the tip of his
cockhead, that it peeled his foreskin back over his broad cockhead. Doing so
revealed a lot of trapped precum held underneath his foreskin, which only served
to soak her cuntlips even further. He slid the wide cockhead in to the rim,
which was at least two inches of him, and Darla stopped him.
"Owwwwch! Oh baby, go slow, you're so big. I need you to go really slow.
Stop. Just stop there. Let me adjust to your thickness, okay honey?" she
protested. "Christ, where did you get such a big prick?" she asked
rhetorically. "Okay, give me another inch... easy, you're too big to be
rough with a woman." she instructed.
Ted was going out of his mind with excitement as he felt the ecstatic joy of
pushing his surging cock into a woman's cunt, getting it right inside her hole
where it was warm, soft and thrillingly wet. He began fucking slowly, stroking
7-9 inches of prickmeat into her hungry pussy.
Darla was gasping loudly, as if out of breath. She began to perspire over the
mental effort it took to accommodate the young boy's oversized cock. She pressed
her big tits together, confining a warm, sweating face between them, adding to
Ted's delight and nuking the fuck such a thrilling thing that he felt sure no
other boy or man had ever enjoyed so thrilling a screw.
"How deep are you going inside me? It feels like you've got your entire arm
inside me!"
"About three-fourths, I got anther three inches left to go."
"Oh Christ, child, I can't believe this, you're going to kill
me!""
The horse-hung boy panted, and she felt him drooling between her big tits as he
humped his thick 11-incher in and out of her already juicy cunt; then she
released her boobs as her hands rubbed down his back to cup his jerking butt.
Ted was just wondering how long he would last when he felt the churning in his
balls and knew he was almost at the breaking point, that his fuck was almost
finished. He tried to hold his load back, but it was hopeless. Grunting and
groaning, his body jerking in her warm crotch, he pumped his voluminous cum into
the depths of her pussy, and she held his shuddering body until it was all over.
"NNNnnnnnnnnnnggggggnnnnnnn!!!" he bellowed as he emptied the last of
almost twenty heavy spurts of seed into her womb.
"Oh my god, all I can say is that you've got a pussy-killer between your
legs! I won't be able to walk tomorrow! How did you like your first fuck,
babe?" Darla asked when he opened his eyes and sighed as he savored the
feel of his spent cock soaking in her hot, juicy cunt.
"I can't tell you, Darla," he replied in a weak voice. "I don't
know enough words. Please say you'll let me get on you and do it again
soon."
"Yes, babe," she assured him warmly, "you're going to fuck me
often from now on. I love the way you suck and fuck, and tongue my asshole.
You're going to be a very busy boy from now on."
Having discovered the joy of fucking Darla, the following evening Ted was eager
to get into Connie's pussy. He was even more eager to strip his beautiful older
sister naked, fondle her firm young body and stick his huge tool into her pussy.
All this came out in the course of a family conference later that evening, when
all of them were fully clothed again.
Thomas and the girls told how excited they had been while watching the exciting
performance; then it was Darla's turn to tell of how thrilling the seduction of
the boy had been, how she especially enjoyed the way he had tongued her crack
and her ass, promising him she would teach him exciting variations of that game.
The girls had been excited by that act, too, and had agreed that it would be
exciting to take Ted to a room and have him lick both their asses. They shared
their amazement at his size though.
"Daddy, can we play with Ted's big cock - it's so BIG, it will be a
challenge to suck and fuck HIM!" Shelly giggled.
"No! There's something we have to make clear right from the start,"
Thomas told the group. "Ted, you can count on getting all the fucking you
want from now on, but Darla's cunt is the only one you're allowed to get
fuck."
"Why, Dad?" the boy asked, obviously disappointed.
"Because the girls are too young to take your size. You're just too big,
son. My god, even Darla was so sore today; didn't you notice her holding her
belly all day? Also, Darla is fixed up so that she can't become pregnant. The
same doesn't apply to Connie and Shelly. Darla said you came a bucket inside her
and with all that sperm, the girls would be delivering babies every nine
months."
"But you fuck them, don't you?" Ted asked.
"Yes, I do, but I wear a rubber when I do. You see, your cock is just too
large to wear a rubber safely. You would break or split it every time. What you
must remember is that just one drop of your sperm getting into a pussy could
knock a girl up. I want the three of you to keep that in mind each time you get
horny and play around."
"Then I can play with the girls and see them bare naked and feel them up
and all that?" Ted asked.
"Yes, of course. In fact, there's also a way you can fuck them."
"You mean up the ass, Daddy?" Shelly asked, and she wondered how it
would feel to take such a huge prick up her backside.
"That's right. Lots of women like being assfucked. I think it'll be
especially good to practice with Ted, because with his long foreskin, his
cockhead produces a lot of precum, which might allow him to get the head inside
you. We could have a little demonstration of assfucking later. Are all of you
interested?"
The girls and Ted assured him they were, and they agreed that they would give it
a try later. Leaving the others to chat, Thomas went to the well-stocked bar and
poured a couple of drinks. He returned with them and guessed that things would
soon warm up as he noticed that the three females had raised the hems of their
dresses, and that Ted was trying to look at all six thighs at the same time. The
evening wore on pleasantly, and Thomas saw that the others were eager to move
beyond the stage of conversation and get into action. More than anyone, Connie
and Shelly made that clear as they sat together on a couch, Connie with a hand
between Shelly's thighs, Shelly with a probing hand inside the younger girl's
blouse, fondling her firm young tits.
"Since you two seem so interested in playing," Thomas told the girls,
"perhaps you should put on a little show for us. Who knows, it might help
Ted get a hardon and then we could have a real orgy."
"How about your cock, Daddy?" Shelly asked. "Is it hard?"
"It's very hard," he assured her as he watched her playing in Connie's
crotch while she showed him how her pale-blue cotton panties snugged against her
warm pussy.
With help from Darla, Thomas quickly rearranged the furniture, so the second
couch was facing the one on which the two girls sat. Before sitting, Darla drew
the hem of her dress above her hips; then Thomas was seated to her right and Ted
to her left as they watched the two girls petting on their couch, sharing hot
kisses, each fondling the body and thighs of the other. While they watched,
Thomas and his son fondled Darla's thighs and the crotch of her panties; then
she gave the boy permission to unbutton the top of her dress, and there was even
more for them to play with. On the couch, the girls removed each other's clothes
gradually, unhurriedly, until Connie took Shelly's panties off. Then they were
both naked. While their audience watched intently, they went wild with passion,
sucking and fondling tits, stroking warm little pussies until they agreed that
it we time to produce some comes. Seconds later, they moved into an end-to-end
embrace. For the first time in his life, Ted saw two females lapping cunt in the
sixty-nine pose. It was so thrilling to the boy that he couldn't just watch. He
left the couch and went to play with the two writhing, naked bodies, stealing
all the feels he wanted, his cock so hard that he couldn't believe it possible.
Darla didn't mind when Ted left her, especially when Thomas put an arm around
her and fondled one boob with a gentle hand while his other hand rubbed so
excitingly in her crotch that her panties became nicely moist there. There was a
wild flurry on the couch as the two girls climaxed at the same time. In his
arousal, Ted clutched at both cheeks of Shelly's ass. His fingers dug into the
firm flesh hard enough to make marks on her sensitive skin, but she didn't seem
to mind as the girls untangled and she got up smiling, looking very pleased with
herself and her partner.
When Thomas began undressing, Darla and Ted followed his example. As Darla began
to push her panties down, Ted begged to be allowed to do that for her, and she
smiled as she tugged them back up and waited for him.
"Your daddy made the crotch of my panties wet with pussy juice, Ted,"
she told the naked boy as he crouched before her. "Why don't you make my
panties a little wetter with your mouth, babe? I love having the crotch of my
panties sucked."
It was all the invitation the boy needed as he dropped to his knees, and ran his
hands up her thighs. Then his upturned face went to her crotch. While the others
watched intently, Ted sucked greedily. He mouthed and sucked and licked so
excitingly that Darla realized that she was on the verge of coming. As the first
shock wave struck, she clutched at his head and pulled it tightly against her,
her hot crotch jerking against his face until the waves had all pawed. The girls
were impressed, and then they watched as Ted slowly pulled Darla's wet panties
down, taking his time about it. When her panties had been pulled to just below
her ass, Ted began kissing the plump, smooth cheeks, but she told him to hurry
and strip her because she had a surprise for him, one that he would like very
much. Seconds later, Darla stepped out of her panties and knelt on the couch
with her head down and her big butt arched high, her asshole and cunt clearly
displayed for all to see.
"Thomas babe," she said with a sigh, "since Ted likes asses so
much, I have a feeling he'd enjoy doing a nice rim job on me. What do you
think?"
"I think the two of you are even wilder than me," he told her,
"but I think you're right about a nice reaming."
Thomas and his son went to the couch to admire and play with her ass while the
girls watched, not knowing what the proposed reaming was all about. They watched
as Thomas showed his boy how a tongue should be curled into a roll so that it
could be worked up an asshole just like a cock. Ted had so enjoyed kissing and
licking her crack that he knew it would be sheer delight to get his tongue right
up Darla's ass and use it as a prick to assfuck her. There was no trace of
apprehension, no thought of taste he could encounter there. Her ass was a
beautiful little pink ring in the deep crevice of her rounded asscheeks and he
wanted to lick her there. Crouching behind her, he rubbed his hands over both
smooth cheeks, and probed her crack with a gentle finger as she trembled and
sighed. Then he was holding her well-fleshed hips as he licked up and down her
crack. When he decided that her asscrack should be wetter, like her cunt, he
poured saliva into the top of it and watched it trickle all the way down through
her crack into her crotch, to make her cunt even wetter. With a gentle hand, he
smeared the juice over her pussy. His face returned to her beautifully arched,
white ass and went between the cheeks to plant a loving kiss on her butthole, a
kiss which made her tremble with lust.
Darla groaned that she wanted to see the boy as he worked on her ass, and Thomas
hurried away, returning with a mirror which he positioned against the other
couch so that she could watch. When the mirror was in place, Darla groaned at
the sight of the boy with his face pressed between the big cheeks of her butt,
looking a; though he was trying to get his whole face up her asshole. She felt
his tongue probing, trying to curl into the tight ass. Trying to help him, Darla
used her ass muscles as though she were shitting. He felt her brownie pushing
out to meet his tongue, and as it opened, his tongue pushed inside. Wrapping his
arm tightly around her big thighs, Ted kept his face pressed against her ass.
Then his tongue was working in and out of her ass as she panted with lust and
tried to describe the thrill of the reaming to the others, who stared in
disbelief as Ted went on tongue-fucking her up the ass. Finally it became too
much for Darla, and she had to tell him she couldn't take any more. Ted wore an
expression of regret as he let his tongue come out of her ass and pulled his
face away. Before he let her go, he planted one loving, moist kiss on each cheek
of her ass, then got to his feet, looking very pleased with himself.
"Finish up the job with your big cock, fucker," Darla panted as her
naked butt swayed. "Stick that big prick up my asshole and rape me black
and blue."
Delighted, Thomas told her he'd get the Vaseline, but she told him to forget it
and slip it to her dry, adding that the boy's mouth had prepared her asshole
enough for his big cock.
In no mood to argue, Thomas knelt behind her, his prick throbbing with desire,
and steered his cock between her asscheeks. The children moved in close,
watching the prickhead as he guided it to the ass which looked much too small to
admit his dong. Then with a groan, Darla felt the cockhead push into her
asshole, stretching it as it had never been stretched before. Ted watched the
head of his father's prick vanish up Darla's butt; then he wanted to see
something else so he lay face up on the bed, working his way until he was lying
with his face under her wide-open crotch. He reached up, rubbed her wet, warm
pussy, then slipped a finger into her slit and began fucking her with it. Darla
let him know what a brilliant idea that had been as he went on fingering her
pussy while his father fucked her up the ass, delighting her and the girls, who
stared in mounting arousal, each of them thinking that Ted would soon be
fingering them that way, wondering how it would feel. Thomas went on fucking her
big ass, his belly making exciting sounds as he allowed it to spank the big
cheeks; then the tightness of her asshole provided more friction than he could
stand, and he couldn't hold back his load. Panting the message to her, he gave
her ass a few more strokes of cock, then pressed tightly against her warm, white
ass. His load exploded strongly, shooting up into her butt in shot after shot as
she purred. Darla's purring changed to other sounds as the boy's stroking finger
triggered a climax which she enjoyed with Thomas's cock still up her asshole. It
was a wonderful orgasm and seemed to go on forever. Faced with the available
asses of the two girls, and having only one cock to serve them, Ted didn't want
to risk offending one girl by choosing the other, so he tossed a coin, hoping it
would win him a ride on Shelly's bigger ass. When it fell tails, appropriately,
he smiled and led Shelly to the couch. As he did, Thomas went to get a jar of
lubricant; then he went to the couch, and he was gentle as he greased his
daughter's ass to provide an easy film on which his son's cock could ride.
Because of the enormity of Ted's cock, Thomas wasn't sure that her little ass
could even begin to take it, but he decided now is as good a time as any to
begin her training.
As Thomas pulled his finger out of the greased ass, Ted quickly knelt behind his
sister and used both hands to position his huge fuckmeat between her pretty
little asscheeks. The width of his cockhead covered almost a third of her hips.
How was this going to fit, he wondered. He wanted to play awhile with the silken
cheeks, but acting like a bossy big sister, Shelly told him to hurry and get his
cock up her ass.
Her attitude annoyed him, because he knew this would be truly painful to his big
cock, and he told himself he was going to have a talk with his father about
that; he peeled back his long foreskin, slathered the copious precum from the
head of his prick on her ass for a few seconds, then gave a slow push and his
prick slipped into the greased brownie with ease. He took his time and slowly
fed the rest of his cock up her ass. When just the cockhead was all the way in,
he pressed against warm, smooth asscheeks and felt his prick throbbing in her
tight butt. The young girl's ass looked as though it had a thick tree limb
protuding from it! He held her down by the hips then, as his father had held
Darla, and then he was assfucking the young girl, doing it slowly, loving the
feel of his cock pumping in and out of the very tight hole. He saw Darla
kneeling close to Shelly and reaching under her to play with her tits, making it
more exciting for Ted as he went on riding his sister's ass. Because he had not
shot a load today, Ted's big prick was swollen, and aching in response to the
super-tight grip her ass had on his cockhead. But then he reached the stage
where it could be extended no longer, so he began riding her ass with fast
strokes, making her grunt and groan. About fifteen minutes later he pumped his
raging load of seed up his sister's ass with violent force.
When it was all over and Ted had taken his spent cock out of her ass, Shelly
decided that fucking up the ass couldn't begin to compare with taking it in the
cunt, yet she thought it was an interesting game and that from time to time it
would serve as a nice change of pace.
Deciding that her daughter looked neglected, Darla went to the couch with her
and soon had her writhing in lust as she sucked her little titties and played
with her hot little cunt until the girl was crying for an orgasm. Raising and
parting Connie's pretty legs, Darla pressed her face into the warmth of the
sweet young crotch and began sucking her cunt. She sucked well, and it wasn't
long before Connie's legs scissored a message of ecstasy as a strong orgasm
enveloped her and took her for a beautiful rocket ride. The ride proved to be a
long one, such a long one that along the way she passed through heaven and kept
on going.
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Chapter 5.
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"Darling," Darla said as she and Thomas spent a quiet evening at her
house while Connie was at Thomas's, romping with Shelly and Ted, "there's
something I have to tell you. It's been bothering me, and I have to get it off
my chest."
"Anything that comes off that beautiful chest will have to be
beautiful," he told her and cupped a massive breast through her dress,
fondling it lovingly. "Tell me and then you'll feel better."
"Well, it's about Monty," she began nervously.
"Don't be afraid, babe. I love you, remember?"
"All right, sweetie, but it's so difficult. You see, until you came into my
life, Monty was all I had for sex. He served me well. Since you, I don't need
him anymore - I mean for sex."
"I'm with you so far, sweetie. Keep going."
"Well, you see he got hooked on lapping and fucking a woman, and it hurt
him when I cut him off."
"Poor Monty, it would hurt me if you were to cut me off. I can understand
how he felt."
"You see, sweetie, after I cut him off, I felt sort of disloyal. He'd
looked after me, but I refused to look after his needs then."
"Darla, you're a very loyal person, and I can well understand your
feelings."
"All right, here's the rest of it. One night, he came to me, put his snout
in my crotch and cried. I couldn't stand it, so I stripped and let him lap my
cunt a little. Then I went down on all fours and let him fuck me."
"I think that was the only decent thing for you to do, Darla. You're not a
selfish person."
"Then you're not angry?"
"Angry? Why in hell should I be angry? He was your fucker until I came
along and interfered. As I see it, the poor animal is hooked on you and it would
be an act of cruelty not to give him a piece of tail from time to time.
"Oh, babe!" she said and turned to throw her arms around him. "No
wonder I love you. You're such a man, such a wonderful man."
"I'm only what you make me, dearest. Now let me tell you something. I
assumed you were still letting Monty fuck you, and I've been dying to watch. I
didn't ask because I was afraid I'd embarrass you, but I've been waiting for you
to invite me."
"Oh, Thomas, I've been such a dummy about this whole thing. I'd love to
have you with me when he fucks me. We can do it tonight, if you want. He hasn't
had a screw for almost a week."
"Mmmm, it sounds too good to be true, my angel. Let me get you nice and
horny, then bring him in and I'll get to watch him ball you. Oh, Christ! This is
really going to be a treat!"
"Darling, would you like to fuck me before he shoots his juice up my
cunt?"
"No thanks. I want to have a hardon during the performance. I'll be hot to
fuck you later. I don't mind riding a wet deck."
"Riding a wet deck?" she asked, puzzled.
"It's an old navy term. It means getting into a cunt after it's already
been fucked."
"You can ride my deck anytime, fucker-wet or dry."
They got up and began undressing. While Thomas stripped naked, he had Darla
leave her bra and panties on, and she liked that, liked it because it meant he
wanted to take them off for her, and Darla always enjoyed the way he did that.
"Oh, fucker," she sighed as he pushed his briefs down and his fat tool
leaped out, "one look at that delicious cock and I could forget all about
Monty."
"Thanks, babe, but why settle for one cock when you can have two? Besides,
I've been waiting a long time to see that big dog humping your sweet ass,"
he told her, kicking his briefs away as she hurried into his arms.
While they kissed, he fondled lovely asscheeks through her panties and around
them. During their second passionate kiss, Thomas pushed a hand inside her
panties and played with silken cheeks of which he knew he would never tire, just
as Darla knew she would never tire of the big cock which throbbed as it pressed
against her belly. Before taking her onto the couch, Thomas unhooked her bra and
took it off; then he was handling her big tits, driving Darla wild with passion.
She was sighing hotly as Thomas took her panties down.
"Are you sure you want me to let Monty fuck my cunt?" Darla asked as
he inserted a finger in her pussy and gave her a slow fingering which kept her
ass squirming.
"I'm positive," Thomas assured her. "I can still see it in my
mind, that time I watched through the window when he licked your beautiful cunt
and balled you. This time I won't jerk off, though. I'll get you in the same
position and then I'll be your big dog."
"Oh, yes, Thomas! I want you to watch Monty fucking me. I'd like to let the
kids watch, too, but I'm afraid I'd shock them too much."
"I'm not so sure about that, babe. I think it would be wild. Now that you
mention it, I'd love to see the big brute fucking Shelly and Connie. He'd look
so big mounted on Connie's little body with his big cock rammed up her little
slit."
"If you think so, Thomas. Anything you want. I guess the girls would love
being fucked by a dog at that. Yes, we'll do it, Thomas. I'd give anything to
watch Monty screw Connie. We'll do it and we'll all watch. Maybe I'll let them
watch me getting dog- fucked first, just to show them how thrilling it is. Do
you want me to get him now, sweetie?"
"No, babe, your tender little cunt isn't ready."
"Isn't it, Thomas? What does it need to be ready?"
"It needs a nice sucking to make it juicy and very slippery. It needs more
than just a sucking. I'll get my tongue up your slit and give you a lapping
that'll make you cum."
"Oh, fucker, that's such a terrible thing to do! It will make me suffer
so."
"Yes, you poor little angel, you're going to suffer so badly. You didn't
know how cruel I could be, did you?"
"No, but I'm so small and weak and you're so big and strong. I'm helpless,
Thomas, I can't stop you from eating my cunt and making me cry. I'm going to
try, though. I'm not going to let you open my legs."
Thomas took the finger out of my cunt and Darla closed her crotch, pressing her
thighs tightly together. When he reached to part them, she kept them closed and
sounded like a terrified little girl as she begged him not to eat her pussy. The
exciting game drove Thomas wild as he forced his hands between her thighs and
she went on begging as he parted her legs wide and stared into her crotch as she
went on playing the game. Even then, she thought they would play the game again
soon. In her mind, she saw him dragging her to a bed, tearing her clothes off
and raping her while she pleaded and begged for mercy she wouldn't want or get.
Darla was still begging and pleading when his face went down into her crotch and
he began sucking her hot, juicy cunt, his hands caressing her ass lovingly. She
stopped playing the game then, and her hands went to his head, mussing his hair
as she moaned with passion, rubbing his head as she urged him on and he sucked
and licked her snatch eagerly. When his tongue curled around her hard passion
bud, Darla felt orgasm approaching and knew it was going to be a beauty, one of
those sensational and shattering ones that would leave her limp and drained.
When the electricity of her orgasm struck, it was like lightning that hit first
in her crotch, then fanned out through her whole being. As it surged more and
more strongly, Thomas held her tightly, his arms around her jerking ass, his
face pressed into her pussy bush.
"Oh, my god," she panted a little later, "that was a new,
all-time record. You've never sucked my cunt so beautifully, and I've never had
such a orgasm in my life."
"I'm glad to hear it, angel. Did it make you ready for a good fucking by a
big, horny dog?"
"Oh yes, fucker! But I'll have to rest for a minute. Right now, my cunt
couldn't take it. I think it'd kill me."
They rested for a few minutes, Thomas lying with his cheek on the muff of hair
which crowned her well-licked cunt. Then she told him she was ready. He got up
and watched the exciting motions of her bare ass as she went to get her dog.
Darla returned to the room with the animal, he looked more than happy, his long
tail wagging and his tongue hanging out. It was obvious Monty knew that he was
going to fuck his woman again. Thomas felt his cock throbbing strongly and
wondered if he would shoot off in the air while watching the exciting
performance, one the like of which few men had ever seen, he guessed. Darla sat
on the edge of the couch, her crotch wide open. She jerked a little at the touch
of the cold snout on her inner thigh; then the dog was licking while Darla
rubbed his head and talked to him in the loving tone she always used when he was
licking her snatch.
"That's my good dog, Monty. You really know how to lap a cunt. Yes, baby,
it's nice and juicy, isn't it?"
As she talked to the licking animal, Darla parted the lips of her cunt and held
them open so that Monty's rough tongue could reach the sensitive interior of her
horny snatch.
Looking at Thomas, she saw him standing, holding his hard cock in his right
hand, a lustful expression on his face. She wondered if he were thinking of that
time when he had seen Monty lapping and fucking her.
"Oh, Jesus! He's going to make me cum!" Darla panted and took one hand
out of her crotch to rub the animal's head and urge him on.
The big tongue kept licking over her clit. Darla let out a wail which rose in
pitch and broke as she fell back on the couch. Her lush, white ass jerked
strongly as she rubbed her body hotly on the rough fabric in her second
magnificent orgasm of the day. Again Darla had to pause to rest. At last she sat
up, sighing, and told Monty what a good dog he was and how beautifully he had
licked her cunt. Standing, she turned her back to him and bent to sway her
beautiful ass, telling him he was about to mount her and collect his reward for
the lovely cunt-lapping he had given her. Monty put his snout under her ass and
sniffed, liking the aroma of woman cunt he found there, his cock beginning to
harden and stick out of the furry sheath. But the dog, Thomas thought, couldn't
possibly be more excited than he was at the prospect of watching his woman being
mounted and fucked by a big dog. Telling the animal to sit, Darla went to Thomas
and gave him a passionate kiss. Then he released her and she knelt on all fours,
her lovely tits dangling pendalumously, her silken ass beautifully arched, her
knees apart. Thomas wanted to drop to his knees beside her so he could play with
her body and kiss and tongue the crack of her ass but he didn't dare. Despite
the fact that the big beast was well- trained, Thomas didn't want to run that
kind of risk. He had only one cock, and he didn't care to have it used for dog
food. Knowing how she was exciting Thomas, Darla went on with the teasing game,
making them both wait. Looking at the animal again, Thomas saw that more of his
cock had pushed out of the sheath. As the animal stared at Darla's cunt, the
sheath peeled back, all the way back over his balls and Thomas gasped as he saw
the length of the beast's thick nine-inch prick. Darla saw it, too, and knew how
ready the dog was. She decided it was time to stop teasing and take a good
fucking.
"All right, Monty," she said warmly, "come now and mount my ass.
Mount me and get your big cock up my hot cunt. Fuck me!" she panted.
Staring intently, Thomas was surprised that the beast didn't leap for Darla.
When she called him, Monty got to his feet, looked under to see that his cock
looked as ready as it felt, then went to her unhurriedly and sniffed at her
cunt. Monty mounted her naked body with easy grace. As he did, Thomas was again
startled by the size of the dog's stiff cock, almost as big as his own, and
streaked with blue veins which gave it an unnatural appearance. But there was
nothing unnatural about the way the big cock jabbed in the air as he adjusted
the position of his hind feet, the prick jabbing closer and closer to Darla's
cunt as Thomas hunched beside them for a closer view of the fucking, the mating
of animal and beautiful, naked woman. The dog stopped his futile jabbing,
repositioned his hind feet and, seeming to sense that he had the slit lined up,
jabbed strongly. Darla groaned as he rammed half the length of his cock into her
hole, paused, then fed her the rest of it. His forelegs wrapped around his
woman, Monty began fucking her. He humped like a pro, keeping Darla panting and
sighing as the long cock pistoned in her pussy, moving so fast that it was
almost a blur. Watching intently, Thomas was able to see the beast's cock on
each back stroke, wet with Darla's hot cunt juice.
Instinctively, Thomas had his cock in his hand as the show went on, and he was
jacking himself without being aware that he was doing it. When he realized he
was very close to shooting his load, he released his dick at once, thankful he
had stopped in time, so that when Monty was finished, it would be his turn to
play dog with his beautiful woman bitch. But Monty showed no sign of being
finished as he kept panting while his magnificent prick pistoned in Darla's
pussy. Thomas wondered whether she was going to have an orgasm while the beast
was still humping her and giving her cunt a first-class screwing. The answer to
his unasked question came within seconds as he saw the dog give a few faster
strokes, then press against the warmth of Darla's silken ass. His body jerked
strongly and Thomas knew that the dog was shooting his juice up her pussy and,
knowing how Darla fucked, he guessed that her cunt was sucking cock, draining
the animal's balls. When Monty was finished shooting his load up her sucking
cunt and his knot subsided, he dismounted. Remaining kneeling, Darla told him to
go out of the room, and he did. Thomas followed him to the door and closed it.
Seeing that Darla was still kneeling and panting, he guessed the beast had
brought her close to orgasm but hadn't finished the job.
"Hurry, Thomas!" she panted in confirmation. "He brought me so
close. Get your cock into me quick. I want to feel you on my bare ass, fucker.
Get that sweet cock up my cunt and fuck the hell out of me."
Thomas was panting with eagerness as he dropped to his knees behind her and
pulled her silken cheeks back against his belly, marveling at the lovely feel of
them. Then he released her, took his stiff cock in hand and went looking for her
cunt. He found it very quickly, and it felt hot and soft and excitingly wet. He
heard her moan as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit a few
times; then he very slowly pushed his swollen prickhead between the lips and
Darla groaned as she felt it stretching her pussy.
"Oh, yes, babe!" she panted. "This is it! This is real fucking.
That was only a novelty. Give it all to me, you fucker! Make me feel that
beautiful big prick up between my tits."
Thomas doubted he could get that far into her, but he tried his best. Even after
his cock was in her hole to the balls, he pulled her behind tightly back against
him and pressed hard, feeling his cock throbbing in her hot snatch as he held
her well-fleshed hips lovingly, the way she liked to be held when he fucked her
that way. Wanting to make sure she would cum, he fucked her slowly, his belly
making an exciting spanking sound each time it slapped against her asscheeks. It
was a sound she never tired of hearing, a feel she loved so much she promised
herself that one day she would ask him to smack her naked asscheeks with his
hand, perhaps to give her a real spanking that would leave her behind hot and
red and tingly. But for the time being, his cock was giving her everything she
could want, and she loved it as the big rod filled and stretched her gushing
cunt. It became better as she felt the first warning flash which told her an
orgasm was on the way. Darla told him she was getting very close. To his
surprise, Thomas wasn't, so he indulged in the luxury of some fast stroking. His
hands gripping her tightly, he panted as he pistoned his cock in her cunt
furiously. Then he felt his balls tingling, and hoped he would time it right so
that he would pump his sperm up her cunt just as she was enjoying her orgasm.
The low, quavering cry began, her body jerked and then she was coming. Thomas
pulled her beautiful behind tightly against him as he rammed his cock up her
pussy and held her against him as his balls sent spurt after strong spurt
shooting up into her sucking, convulsing cunt. Thomas chose to remain mounted on
her ass for a long time after the fuck was over. When he did dismount, his well-
used cock soft and shrunken, Darla tiredly lowered herself onto the thick
carpet. Thomas's arms went around her, crushing her luscious boobs against his
chest as they kissed lovingly. The torrent of passion had subsided for both, but
the glow of their love went on.
Later, they talked of how they were going to enjoy it when Monty mounted Shelly
and Connie to show them what it was like to be fucked by a big dog.
Thomas and Darla were married in a private ceremony, but they didn't go away on
a honeymoon. It was during school vacation, and they decided they would spend
their honeymoon at home with their family, much to the delight of the children.
Wanting some special events as honeymoon spectaculars, they had postponed having
the dog fuck the two girls, and it was to be a highlight of the week's
celebrations they had planned. On the night of the wedding, the family stripped
naked soon after dinner and romped through an orgy of oral sex. Thomas and his
son kept their cocks hard for the females until all had been cunt-licked enough.
Then, after Ted spent a long time kissing and licking the bride's butt and
reaming her asshole with his talented tongue, the others cheered while he lay
atop her lovely, naked body and fucked her.
"Ooh!" he panted as he pushed his gargantuan prick up her
well-lubricated cunt. "You're my Mom now, and I'm fucking you in your big
cunt. I'm fucking my mom!" But then the boy blurted out something that
would turn out to be portentous: "I'm going to make a baby!"
The others laughed before they realized what he had said, but that didn't
diminish their wild arousal as they watched the little boy lying between Darla's
thighs, his little ass bobbing as he fucked his huge cock in and out of the
gasping woman, who was delirious from being fucked so well by a young boy whom
she could now call her own son. Finding it as exciting as the first time he had
screwed her, that magic day that seemed so long in the past.
After the ceremonial fuck was finished, Thomas tossed a coin and Connie won the
right to soften his big cock in her hot little cunt. While Thomas sat on an
armless chair and had Connie sit facing him to take her fuck, Ted told Shelly he
would do nice things to her since she had lost the coin toss. Ted and Shelly and
Darla watched as Connie raised her body, and Darla guided her husband's stiff
prick to her daughter's little cunt. Then the girl slowly lowered herself,
impaling her pussy on the big cock which kept throbbing as it worked into her
tight, juicy slit. Thomas held her little ass cheeks as she rode up and down,
fucking him to the delight of both. Keeping his word, Ted had Shelly kneel with
her head down and her beautiful ass arched high. For a little while, he fondled
and kissed the silken mounds of her we, then he- pressed his face between them,
licked her crack wetly until she felt juice trickling into her cunt, and then he
curled his tongue and worked it up her tight pink ass and began reaming her.
When the others thought the party was over for the evening, Darla surprised them
by bringing the dog into the room and, lying across the bed with her w right on
the edge, she called the beast to her and he licked her cunt until she came with
fierce strength. The children were more than impressed, and the two girls were
dying to have Monty lap their cunts, but the main event was still to come, Darla
informed them as she knelt on all fours and invited Monty to mount her and fuck
her. While the children gasped in disbelief, the trusty animal mounted her
nicely presented behind and they stared at the sudden growth of his cock as the
sheath peeled all the way back. He jabbed his tool up her hot cunt with one shot
and went on to give her a lovely fucking.
The following evening, there was another coin toss and this time Shelly was the
winner. She trembled with wild arousal as the dog licked her tender young pussy,
licking until she had her orgasm. She trembled even more as she knelt on all
fours and the big beast mounted her while the others stared. He missed her
little slit a couple of times, the head of his cock jabbing in her crotch, then
he scored a direct hit and gave her about four inches of prick in the first jab.
He hurriedly worked the rest of his boner into her hole and went on to give her
a terrific fucking. The next evening, it was time for Monty to fuck little
Connie. There had been an extended round of cunt-lapping to set the stage for
the performance, and her cunt was juicy when she gave it to the animal to lap.
He did his job well and she had her third orgasm of the evening before she knelt
on all fours on the carpet and the dog sniffed her cunt once, then mounted her
little body. His long, eager cock found her cunt quickly, and then he was
humping her pretty little ass. She kept moaning with joy through the delightful
fucking the dog gave her. When it was over and the dog had dismounted to curl up
and lick his well-used cock, Ted dropped to his knees behind the girl and
surprised her by slowly working an excitingly hard cock up her asshole.
Seeing that the girl's other pussy was being neglected, Thomas dropped to the
floor and worked a finger up her quim. While the boy tenderly fucked her ass
with his big meat, he used the finger skillfully so that she enjoyed a great
orgasm. Proving the adage that the family that lays together stays together,
their life became a thing of continuing joy and beauty.
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Chapter 6.
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Sadly, within months of this wonderful arrangement, Thomas was killed in a freak
car accident. A tire had blown out on his SUV. It caused him to lose control of
the vehicle, and flipping over, broke his seat belt and ejected him, killing
him.
Darla was heartbroken, but within a few short months, gathered her senses and
took control of the family. She held a family meeting where she laid down new
rules on housework, homework, dating, and even sex.
"Here's how it's going to be, kids. You will all become A students, so I
expect you to continue reading, hit the books hard, and do well in school. I've
created a new rotation for the housework and it will be posted on the
refrigerator each week. Finally, Ted, you will not only continue to service me
sexually, but you will need to begin fucking your sisters."
"What!?" the girls exclaimed in unison.
"I don't want to hear any complaints! Your father was against it, but I've
come to believe incest is a good thing, and that you girls could not find a man
who would treat you better than Ted would in bed," she explained.
"But Mom!" Shelly protested, "He's... too BIG for us, or don't
you remember that little detail between his legs?"
"I know, I know, but Ted will do well. And I intend for the both of you to
be pregnant by year's end, so the sooner you get started on that with him the
better you will be. And if you two do not want to be impregnated by him, then I
will. Do you want that?"
"But MOM! He's too...." but Darla cut the two young girls off by
raising her hand to them.
"I know, you've only said it a thousand times: his penis is too big. Well
girls, get used to it because someday when you're married, you wish your husband
had a prick like Ted's. But I think it's better to go ahead and get your babies
out of the way now. I'll take care of them and help raise them. And when you
graduate college, you can come home and claim them as your own. Either that, or
I'll have Ted knock me up ten times and you'll be forced to go to work to
support them all!" she threatened.
The drastic change in domestic sexual politics in the house frightened the
girls, but predictably made Ted's cock swell from hearing Darla explain it to
them. He couldn't wait to tear into their little pre-teen pussies and pour his
potent seed in their wombs. As she talked, Ted gently stroked his huge meat
through his loose sweatpants leg. The bulge was postively obscene.
Darla had a plan, though. She would use the numerous babies not only for tax
breaks, but to start her own farm. The kids could learn the business while doing
most of the work over time. The plan worked as Darla had Ted start on Shelly's
little pussy right away. Shelly was required to fuck Ted twice a day on Mondays,
Wednesdays, and Saturdays until she got pregnant. Little Connie would be
required to fuck Ted twice a day on Sundays and Tuesdays. Darla herself would
pick up the slack and nurse his cock and balls back to life whenever he was
tired and get a weekly jump or two on his big cock.
The two young girls cried and cried the first month as Ted tore into their
little cunts, never failing to pour his load deep in their bellies. They loved
their brother, but felt ashamed at being forced to make love to him in order to
get pregnant. More often than not, either one or both girls could be seen in the
living room in their negligees or in just t-shirts and panties, waiting for Ted
to come by and grab them, drag them back to his room and wail away at their
pussies for an hour or more.
The consequences of not fucking Ted were not pleasant. Once, when little Connie
rebelled within the first three weeks of the new arrangement, Darla called a
family meeting, stripped her down in front of the others, took a birch switch
and proceeded to violently flail away at the youngest girl's assflesh, leaving
bloody welts all the way to her knees. Mind you, she never resisted Ted's cock
again.
Within only three months Shelly was pregnant with her first baby. Seeing the
increased attention and kindness she received from both Ted and Darla, Connie
came around that she, too, should be pregnant. Six weeks before her 12th
birthday, Connie was finally impregnated by Ted, though it took as many as five
two-a-day fuckings for her to accomplish the feat. Darla was so proud of her
girls, and even more proud of Ted. Freed from his immediate fathering duties, he
was free to pleasure Darla now, and he loved pouring his prick into her
wonderfully meaty pussy.
Two months later, Darla had become pregnant to the astonishment of the family.
"I thought you said that if we got pregnant, you wouldn't have to!"
the girls wondered.
"That was then, this is now. You think I'm going to let you two bogart all
of Ted's attention? This is a perfect situtation: we're all pregnant, so he can
service us all throughout out terms!" she laughed.
The girls agreed, and Ted whipped out his cock right there and allowed little
Connie to suck him off in front of the other two. Over the next five years, each
girl gave birth to five babies, even Darla gave birth to four babies, and having
built the farm house with Thomas's insurance money, they had a private compound
big enough for all of them.
That setup still applied although there were some changes. At twenty, Ted was a
handsome young man, a good student in college and, most importantly, his cock
had developed so that it was a full twelve-inches. Given his early training, he
was a masterful fucker, and he never tired of keeping the three females more
than satisfied, with additional help from Monty.
As could have been predicted, Shelly matured into a stunningly beautiful young
woman at seventeen.
Perhaps the biggest surprise was Connie. As a girl, she had been slender, almost
to the point of being a waif, but five years changed that and at cusp of
seventeen she was a real beauty. She retained relatively slim thighs, but her
ass had developed into a lusciously rounded thirty-eight inches and Ted never
tired of pressing his face between those cheeks to lick and rim, sometimes using
a finger in her pussy to make her cum while he had his tongue curled up her
asshole. She had a narrow waist and an almost boyishly flat tummy, but they were
overshadowed by a pair of huge J-cup tits, though given their firmness they
didn't require a bra at all. She could often be seen either expressing milk in
the shower, or sitting on the couch with two babies suckling away at her fat
nipples.
Darla, too, was careful about such matters as diet and exercise so that at
thirty-six, she still had a stunning figure, her tits, thighs, ass and tummy
girlishly firm, although pregnancy made her boobs even bigger to where they hung
down to her bellybutton, they were still divine, giving her an shapely body
which the other members of the family loved to play with on any given night. She
continued to be as highly sexed as she had been in the beginning, and never
lacked a companion to romp with, male or female, as she continued to enjoy
lesbian sex just as much as the more conventional style with Ted, not to mention
the totally unconventional variety she got each time Monty licked her cunt or
mounted her to fuck his human bitch. She couldn't wait for some of the baby boys
to grow up and become old enough to fuck her.
On Darla's thirty-sixth birthday, they held a party for her, just the family, of
course. It began with a steak and champagne dinner, and Ted established the
course of the party when he suggested that they go to the bedroom with their
coffee and dessert, the dessert being grapes and birthday chocolate cake.
Since Ted's sexual imagination had surpassed even his father's, Darla knew she
was in for a special treat, though she didn't even attempt to guess what it
would be. In the bedroom, they all stripped naked, Ted helping Darla out of her
bra and panties while Connie did the same for Shelly; then they all kissed
passionately and fondled eager bodies.
Telling Darla he needed some help in eating his grapes, Ted had her lie on the
bed with her knees raised and parted, then he went down on her and licked her
cunt until she had a magnificent orgasm. When he asked her to, Connie brought
his dish of grapes and he put it down beside the panting woman. Darla's eyes
went wide with surprise and delight as she guessed what he was going to do, then
he confirmed it as he gently parted the lips of her cunt and put a grape inside.
He rubbed her belly for a few seconds, then returned his mouth to her snatch and
removed the grape, chewing it with obvious delight.
"Come on, Connie," Shelly panted as she rubbed a hand over her pussy,
"eat grapes out of my pussy!"
Connie was pleased to comply with the request, though she thought bananas would
have been more appropriate but told herself they could do that another time. The
grape-eating went on for a long time, but it was obvious that the young mothers
didn't consider the time wasted. Then that portion of the snack was finished,
and the three of them had their cunts licked until they came, Ted looking after
Darla and her daughter while he would later give Connie a pair of
spine-shattering orgasms shoveling his huge prick deep in her womb.
But Ted still had more in store for his stepmother, and he had her lie face down
on the bed while he admired, fondled and kissed her beautiful big ass, then he
licked her ass crevice until she came so hard that she broke a fingernail on the
pillow. He had her turn over so that he could attack from her slit. He gave her
a lapping which sent her flying into orgasm again.
"Oh, you babe stud," Darla said with a sigh as her stepson got up,
licking his lips which had the fragrance of her cunt still on them, "my
body just feels like it's floating. No woman has ever been this well looked
after, I'm sure."
"We still have more for you, Mom," Ted said as he waved his giant
prick at her and smiled. "You have to know that I am going to give you the
rest of your birthday present, a couple of nice fucks. You do want that, don't
you, Mom?"
"You better believe it, you big babymaker, and my cunt has never been more
ready for a fuck than it is right now."
Darla had been lying across the bed for her suckings. She turned and opened her
crotch wide for Ted. He went to her, played with her wet cunt as he knelt in the
frame provided by her legs; then he lowered himself onto her, found her hot cunt
and slowly pushed his prick into her slippery slit and they both moaned. Ted
paused for a little while to fondle her tits, then he began to fuck her.
He gave her a nice slow fucking, and it was all Darla needed for her tenderized
clit to trigger another orgasm, a honey that went on and on while Ted let his
12-inch cock soak in her hot hole. When she finished, he gave her a fast, rough
fucking and she loved it as he crushed her into the bed when his sperm was
spurting into her cunt and feeling as though it was flooding her belly.
Ted rested on his mom's body for a little while, a warm glow spreading over his
body; then it was time, her to be fucked again, so Ted ramped up her slit and
began viciously fucking the older woman, shaking the bed while violently
pounding and pummeling her pussy, as if intent on hurting her. The girls were
shocked at the rape, but Ted continued for ten, twenty, even thirty more
minutes, tearing into Darla's poor pussy. She was going to be so sore tomorrow,
they thought. Soon Ted flexed his taut buttocks and sent another swollen load of
cum down his mother's womb.
"Be careful, Mom or you'll have your next baby in your womb from all that
cum!" he laughed.
"And that's a bad thing?" she giggled as he withdrew his spent tool
and slid off her sweaty, aching body.
Kneeling astride his stepmother, Ted gave her what she loved to play with, on
her birthday or any day, and it felt excitingly hard in her hand, then the head
felt even more exciting in the warmth of her mouth as she sucked his prick until
he took it away from her, then moved down to get in her crotch. She sighed as he
lay atop her. He heard her low moan of passion as his cock pushed up her cunt to
give her third fuck of the beautiful evening.
Like his father used to do, he preferred to keep his fucking slow, (and would
have to after the last orgasm) to make it last so that Darla would cum again, as
she did. Ted had tried to hold his last load for later, but he didn't have a
chance as the walls of her pussy sucked on his dick while she was climaxing. The
last session only last a mere fifteen minutes. Her cunt sucked him off and
drained his balls again, leaving him so weak that when he rolled off her, he
couldn't get up.
Darla thanked her family for a lovely birthday, then Shelly told her that one
member of the family had been left out. Her eyes flashed with excitement as she
realized he was talking about the dog, and it did seem only right that Monty
should share in the festivities, so she told them to bring him on, telling them
that there was plenty of juice in her pussy for the animal to lap up.
Twisting around, she positioned herself with her ass over the edge of the bed,
her legs parted and drawn back above her. Then Connie came into the room with
the big dog, who took one look at Darla's crotch and went to her at once.
Monty sniffed her cunt and seemed to detect that it didn't smell the same as
usual, then he licked her slit and found the mingled male and female juices. He
seemed to like that well enough, and he went on to lick up warm, cunt-flavored
cum. He was still eating when she went into orgasm and had to push the beast out
of her crotch.
Darla thought she should be tired after such a wild, wonderful bout of unbridled
sex, but she wasn't, and she almost leaped off the bed as she prepared to submit
her naked body to the horny animal. She knew he was eager to get his cock in her
pussy, but she decided to tease him a little, standing with her feet braced wide
apart and allowing him to sniff at her cunt and lick it as she talked to him and
rubbed his head. When she decided she was as eager for the fuck as he, she
patted his head, told him to sit, then went down on her hands and knees on the
thick carpet, swaying her big ass while her tits did an exciting dance of their
own. The dog seemed to be straining to get at her lush body, but as always, he
remained sitting until she gave him the command to fuck her. Then he hurried
into action. Without pausing, he mounted her, and the group saw his big cock
ready for action as the sheath peeled back and his blue-veined dong went
searching for Darla's gash. He found it very quickly and rammed his cock home
firmly, half the length in already and the rest following close behind.
While Monty fucked his woman, Ted took pictures. He had purchased the camera
only recently, and was determined to produce the best collection of erotic
pictures in captivity. Considering the cast he had to work with, he didn't doubt
that he could achieve his sexy goal.
Monty panted as he gave his woman bitch the usual first-class fucking. Her
passion bud was so tender and sensitized from all the previous action that when
she felt the onset of another climax, she was not at all surprised. As the
orgasm swept over her, her body jerked very strongly and she wished the dog
would pause in the fuck, but he wasn't concerned and he merely kept humping her
ass. He held her a little more tightly with his forelegs, as though fearing that
the jerking of her body would make him slip off, but his strongly braced hind
legs served him well, and he rode out the storm until his cock was buried deeply
in her hole and his body was twitching as he pumped dog juice up her greedily
sucking cunt.
After that, all agreed it was time for a rest. Then Shelly changed her mind,
pointing out that she and Connie hadn't had even one orgasm. Ted offered to look
after that with his mouth and tongue, but they declined with thanks and got onto
the bed together. Ted went along with Darla for drinks, but as soon as he poured
his, he returned to the bedroom to watch the two young beauties squirming naked
and panting with lust as they did all the exciting things to faces, tits, asses,
and hot tingling cunts, things which imparted a sheen of perspiration over both
lovely youthful bodies. Eventually, their playing led them into an end-to-end
embrace, and then each was sucking the cunt of the other. Finding a beautiful
ass cheek that was not occupied, Ted fondled it and felt his monster prick begin
to stir with promise.
By the time the two beauties climaxed, Ted's cock was excitingly lengthened
again, and he showed it to them with pride. "Who gave you permission to
play with my ass while we were eating cunt?" Shelly asked him in pretended
anger. Ted didn't know what to say. "I think I'm going to have to punish
you for that. Lie down on the bed, face up."
Sensing it would be fun to go along with his sister, Ted did as he was told. He
heard her tell Connie to sit on his chest and keep him in place. Excited, Connie
complied and sat so that her ass was close to his face, an arrangement which Ted
didn't seem to mind at all.
"What are you going to do to punish your naughty brother?" Connie
asked.
"I'll tell you. You see this hard cock that he's so proud of?" she
said as she wrapped a hand partially around his incredibly thick rod. "Well
I'm going to soften it for him. I'm sure he has big ideas about getting it into
one of our cunts this evening, but I'll fix that for him with my hand. "
"You're going to jerk him off?"
"Damn right I am. Do you hear that, Ted? I'm going to jack your big cock
and make you shoot your cum, just like YOU used to do when you were a little boy
watching me in my room!"
Warning Connie to be careful that he didn't escape, Shelly began jacking her
brother's enormous and reinvigorated erection. She loved doing it and often
begged him to let her jerk him off, but he never wanted to waste the cum that
should be inside a girl, and always refused.
He made a big pretense of begging and trying to get away from the young women,
but in reality he was quite content. His sister had a gentle, soft hand, and he
liked the way she beat his meat. He decided that he could add a little to his
enjoyment, so he tugged at Connie's hips until she understood what he wanted.
She delivered her butt to his face, bending a little forward so that he could
get his tongue at her asshole.
"Don't make it too fast," Connie told Shelly. "He's really
licking my ass, and you know how I love it."
"Don't worry, I've waited a long time for this, and I intend to make it
last. Christ, what a cock this is - are you sure you're not half-horse?"
The slow pulling Shelly was giving his hard cock as he licked Connie's crack and
asshole filled the boy with delight, and he wondered why he hadn't allowed her
to jerk him off that way before. Having discovered how enjoyable it was, he
decided he would have them work on him that way often in the future. Tonguing a
pretty asshole was something he had enjoyed since childhood, but the act of
reaming a ass while having his cock slowly and lovingly jerked made it a whole
new ball game.
When he felt himself getting close to shooting, Ted raised a knee, hoping that
his sister would understand the signal. She did, releasing his prick and rubbing
his thighs and hips with both hands. After she had allowed his pecker to cool
for a couple of minutes, her hand returned to it and she resumed the delightful
jacking, still working very slowly.
"Is his nose still in your crack, Connie?" Shelly asked as she stroked
his cock.
"Oh, yes, and it feels great. Christ, I'll never get tired of that tongue
of his, not even if he licks my asshole raw."
"Don't you think it would be nice if you could work up a little fart for
him? He loves your ass so much I'm sure he would find your farts sweet."
"I'll try," Connie said," but I don't think I can make one just
now."
Lying in the thrilling confinement of the girl's plump, warm ass, Ted knew she
was really trying when he felt her ass pushing out and heard her make a little
groan, but it produced no wind and he merely pushed his curled tongue up her
brownie a little farther. He felt sorry she hadn't found what she was trying for
since he told himself that it would be exciting.
A new thought occurred as he pictured himself tied and helpless while the girls
and Darla did anything they chose to entertain themselves with him. Perhaps he
would dress up for them in wig, makeup, padded bra, garter belt, nylons and
panties and then submit totally to the women to be their slave. It had been a
long time since they'd played that game, and he decided they were overdue.
Again Shelly released his cock and this time reached for Connie's beautifully
massive J-cup tits, which she played with lovingly while the tongue kept working
between the cheeks of Connie's ass. When Connie asked her to, Shelly added
sucking to the fondling of the luscious boobs, and it made her ass rub back on
Ted's face. It made his tongue slip out of her ass, but he didn't mind, knowing
that he could get it back in later.
Shelly sucked one big tit, then transferred her mouth to the other, not hurrying
at all, knowing that Ted's veined cock would still be waiting when she was
ready.
"Ooh, that was so nice," Connie said when Shelly finished sucking her
tits. "I'm going to want to do a sixty-nine again after you've jerked him
off. Do you feel like another round?"
"You know I always do. I'll finish him off now and he'll shoot cum all over
your tits and belly."
"I have a better idea, Shelly. I'll bend over and open my mouth. See how
good your aim is."
When Shelly resumed jacking Ted's throbbing prick with both hands, her hand was
just as gentle but it moved faster. She heard muffled groans coming from
Connie's ass, then felt a quick expansion of the stiff cock and nodded
excitingly to Connie who bent closer, her mouth open. She wasn't quite fast
enough, and the first spurt of sperm hit her on the chin, but Shelly aimed his
cock at the open mouth and the rest of his load shot into it. The boy's cock had
been drained, and he lay resting on the bed as the young beauties locked their
naked bodies together and each sucked and licked the other's cunt.
Years before, an unhappy man and an unhappy woman had met under strange
circumstances. They had gambled not only with their own lives, but with those of
their three children, and the gamble had more than paid off into the large,
loving family that now existed from Thomas and Darla's love for each other.
Life, if lived long enough, will never fail to pleasantly surprise even the most
cynical and downtrodden among us. Here were four people who had extended their
love to include sex, which did not cheapen their experience, but enriched it.
Money could not buy this, only family could.
