Female Lust
by Debbie Feinberg


CHAPTER ONE 

Sandra was uncomfortable behind the wheel of her parked car. She felt the 
excitement rising in her and she wanted to move. She glanced at her watch, 
only five more minutes and he'd be here! 

Just thinking about Terry made her sensitive nipples grow hard and press 
against the material of her bra. There were people walking on the street so 
she didn't touch her breasts, but she wanted to. 

Her eyes darted up the street, looking for his strong young body, eager for 
him. As she watched, a more sober thought came to her: with all these people 
on the street tonight, there was a chance that she would be seen, then what? 

She didn't want to think about it. But she couldn't stop her mind. She could 
imagine all the trouble and the shame. Arrest! Divorce! What would Debbie 
think of her mother then? Her face softened for a moment as she thought of 
the girl, a shy and tender fourteen-year-old. What would Debbie say if she 
knew her mother was making love with a sixteen-year-old boy? 

Sandy shook her head impatiently and looked down the street again. There was 
no use worrying about it, she'd given up trying to be ashamed. It didn't 
matter that she was thirty-five, at least it didn't seem to matter to Terry. 
Just the mention of his name was all it took to make a ripple of sensation 
run up her thighs. In her mind's eye she could see this hard young penis 
standing out from his belly and she imagined her hand stroking it gently, 
feeling the smooth flesh of the shaft and the pulpy head. 

Another ripple of pleasure spread through her and she couldn't stop her hand 
as it slipped under the hem of her light summer dress. She shivered when she 
felt her cool fingertips brush along the soft skin of her inner thighs. Her 
hand was out of sight from the pedestrians and she tried to compose her face 
as her fingers crept up her legs. When they reached the filmy fabric of her 
panties she could feel the wetness already seeping out! If the boy didn't 
hurry she'd be sopping wet! 

She must be insane, risking her reputation, her marriage, everything just 
for a boy! A flush rose on her face when she thought of him, a boy she'd 
stolen from her own child! 

In spite of her best intentions, she found her fingers pressing in against 
the puffy outline of her sex, wetting the tips with her own juices. The lips 
of her cunt were growing hotter as the blood rushed in, making them swell 
and part. The panties felt tight and restricting and she wished she could 
slip out of them. Here? On a busy downtown street? Wouldn't that be a fine 
thing to be caught doing? 

She wished she knew what time it was, but her watch was up under her skirt 
and she didn't want to take her hand away now! The fingers found her hard 
clitoris as it pressed out from between the parting lips. Each time she 
taped at it her mind reeled from the sharp jolt of pleasure she felt. Her 
pulse went higher and her bra felt tighter than ever. If Terry didn't get 
here soon she was going to cum!!! 

She was so engrossed with playing with herself that she missed him and the 
tap at the car window startled her so badly that her heart almost stopped! 
Looking up she saw his smiling face. A fierce blush covered her as she 
reached over to open the door for him. She was glad that it was so dark! 

Once the door was unlocked, he slipped inside quickly, shutting the door 
behind him. Her hand was already on the key and the motor roared into life. 

They didn't say a word as she pulled away from the curb. Terry slouched down 
a little so that no one would see him with her. 

As she drove, Sandra darted glances at the boy beside her. Even in the 
darkness of the car she was aware of his maleness and it stirred her already 
boiling feelings. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but that was 
against her rules. 

Terry stayed on his side of the car, he was following the rules too. She 
turned a corner sharply and glided down a dark street. They were in an 
industrial area and there was no traffic. As she pulled up to the curb, she 
had her lights out and she shut off the motor before they had stopped 
moving. 

Both of them moved at the same time and met in the middle of the seat. Their 
lips found each other in the dark and she felt the delicious thrill as his 
hard tongue forced its way into her mouth and found hers. Small sparks ran 
down her spine as tongue twined with tongue. Her fingers dug into the back 
of his neck as she clung to him. 

When the kiss finally broke she kept her face close to his, her lips 
brushing against his ear. "I thought I'd go crazy waiting for you, Terry," 
she murmured. 

"I was on time, Mrs. Taylor," he protested. 

She shushed him with her finger on his lips. The hand slipped down from his 
face and the fingers stroked the smooth young flesh of his neck. 

"Please, Terry, call me Sandra, or Sandy. 'Mrs. Taylor' makes me feel so 
old! Besides, after the past few months don't you think 'Mrs. Taylor' is a 
little formal for us?" She couldn't help the little giggle that rose in her 
throat. As she laughed, her hand slid down his chest and rested on the front 
of his tight jeans. 

Terry felt the hand and she thrilled as she felt the bulge under the fabric 
growing larger, pressing out at her. 

"Okay... Sandy, I guess it's sort of hard for me to get used to calling you 
that, and it isn't because...." His words trailed off and she could sense 
his confusion. 

"Never mind, you call me anything you want, just so long as you call me!" To 
emphasize her words, her palm rubbed back and forth across the growing lump. 
The boy grunted and Sandra Taylor trembled as she felt his hand find her 
full breast. 

The fingers worked up and down her breast, making the flesh tingle. The 
nipple grew so hard that it hurt as it pressed against the bra. Another hand 
worked down until it was on her bare knee and her breath quickened. 

Sandy suddenly pulled back from the boy. If they didn't move now she knew 
she'd find herself being screwed in the back seat! That wasn't such a bad 
idea, but she had other plans! 

"How soon do you have to be back?" 

The boy grinned at her. "I told mom I was going to the movie, she doesn't 
expect me till after midnight some time." He laughed softly as Sandra 
started the car. "It's a flick I've already seen, even if she asks me about 
it I'm covered. It's great!" 

Sandy felt a sharp stab of guilt. "Mom!" She knew Terry's mother-Harriet 
Green. A picture of Harriet flashed into her mind as she turned the corner 
again. What would the woman say if she knew what Sandy was doing with her 
son? 

All the streets were dark now that they were headed away from the downtown 
area and Terry moved over close to her. The thoughts about his mother faded 
as she felt the hand back on her thigh. The warm fingers, touched lightly as 
they worked up under her dress, leaving trails of excitement behind them. 
She could feel the warmth of his body against hers and her belly began to 
boil. She glanced at him but couldn't see his face. God! How she needed 
him!!! 

Her foot pressed down hard on the gas peddle and the car sped down the 
streets. It would only be a few more minutes. 

The hand was caressing the soft flesh of her full thigh now and she opened 
her legs as much as she could, begging mutely for him to touch her. Slowly 
the fingers moved up until they bumped against the wet crotch of her 
panties. She shivered as a finger pressed up along the outline of her lips, 
her legs parted even more. Her free hand pressed down from the outside of 
her dress, holding the fingers tight against her pulsing mound. The heat 
between her thighs grew and she had to push her pussy up hard against the 
finger! 

"Wow, you really are hot aren't you?" the boys' blunt question made her 
blush again, but he was right! As an answer, her hand slipped over between 
his thighs and squeezed the hard bulge. 

They were on a gravel road now. She could smell the trees and the river, 
they were almost there! Terry looked up and saw it too. After his finger 
jabbed up against her a few more times, the hand pulled away. He slid back 
to his door and sat ready. She saw the clump of trees and shut off the 
lights. Just past the first of the trees she slowed and Terry hopped out to 
open the gate. Slowly, she pulled the car around the back of the cabin and 
shut off the motor. 

When she got out of the car she looked at the cabin. She and Jim bought it a 
few years ago for a summer house by the river, but it hadn't had much use 
until she and Terry started to use it for their meetings. From the beginning 
she had insisted that they come and go as quietly as possible. There weren't 
any close neighbors but still she didn't want to attract any attention. 

She heard the crunching footsteps in the gravel and hurried to meet the boy. 
He was standing by the door waiting for her. All she could see was his dim 
outline, but it was more than enough! 

Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with the stiff lock. Once the door was 
open, they slipped in and she shut it firmly behind them, setting the lock 
from the inside. 

It was pitch black in the room, the curtains had been drawn tight. She could 
hear the boy's easy breathing in the darkness, a thrill raced through her as 
her hands searched for him. The outthrust fingers found his hip and slipped 
around until her palm cupped the full front of Terry's jeans. His hands 
found her and while one gripped the softness of her buttock, the other went 
back up under her dress. 

Sandra shuddered as the fingers went straight to her mound and began to 
press and roll the lips together. Her own hand worked in slow circles as she 
rubbed against the boy's full cock. She remembered how surprised she'd been 
the first time she saw it-she had no idea that a boy this young could have 
such a full grown organ! 

Terry's fingers were working at the side of the panties and one wormed in 
under the band and touched her steaming sex! The tip rubbed across the hard 
bud of her clitoris and her knees began to shake. She couldn't wait any 
longer! 

"Honey... please don't tease me," she whimpered as her fingers struggled 
with the stiff buttons of his jeans. He pulled her up close to him and she 
had to stop working at him for a moment. Even as he pulled her face to his 
she could sense the tongue waiting for her and her own mouth hung open and 
ready. She sucked and pulled at the wet organ, his hands worked hard at her 
soft behind, clenching and squeezing the flesh. 

"You want to go to the bedroom?" 

She shook her head fiercely and pressed herself up against him, her pelvis 
doing slow grinding movements as it tried to find his hardness. He 
understood, his hands moved up her arched back and found the zipper at the 
back and pulled it down, letting the dress fall slack on her shoulders. She 
stepped back a little and helped him push the dress down her body until it 
fell on the floor. The hands found the clasp to her bra and unhooked it. She 
gasped with relief when the band fell loose and she was able to shrug the 
limp halter off her body. Her breasts were hard and hot now, she felt his 
warm breath on them and tensed as she waited for the touch of his mouth. 

Even when she knew it was coming she couldn't help groaning as his firm lips 
found a nipple and sucked it hard. The sensitive bud was already hard and it 
sent sparks of electric joy down her spine as his rough tongue rubbed back 
and forth over it. Again her legs felt rubbery and she wanted to lay down. 
Instead, she clung to his shoulders and his mouth sucked and nibbled at each 
breast in turn. A wet tongue moved out onto the breast itself, leaving a 
trail of wet goose pimples behind as he licked at them. 

"Please Terry, please...." she murmured and bumped her groin up against him. 
She wasn't certain but she thought she heard a low chuckle as he reached 
down and found the band of her panties. 

An uncontrollable shudder shook her as she felt the panties pull away from 
her dripping sex and fall down her thighs. When she stepped out of them, she 
kicked off her shoes and stood naked in the dark. A strange thrill made her 
mind spin for a moment, it was so awfully wild to be with a boy like this 
and, for a moment, she had that feeling of guilt again. Before she could 
really think about it she felt his impatient hands on her shoulders and she 
knew that she had to go on. 

Slowly she unbuttoned her shirt. Each motion was a ritual with her. From the 
first they had established this part of the affair and she never liked to 
leave it out. When the shirt was undone she let him pull it off and went 
back to work on the stiff buttons of his jeans. As she undid them she was 
aware that he wore no underwear, her fingers brushed against the hot flesh 
and the stiff hair but she wouldn't let herself touch him. Not yet! 

When the last button was undone she hesitated for a second. His hands came 
back to her shoulders and she felt the firm pressure. She sank to her knees 
in front of Terry, her fingers caught his jeans and pulled them down. She 
could hear the cloth rustle in the darkness. At his feet, she helped him out 
of his shoes and socks before she pulled the trousers free. They were both 
naked now. She couldn't see him but she could almost feel the glow of his 
flesh. 

His hands slipped down, clasped behind her neck and gently pulled her head 
up. This was part of her ritual too! The excitement began to rise again as 
she felt her face being pulled closer to his cock. 

Her nerve endings tingled as they waited for the contact. There it was! She 
felt the smooth flesh of the stem brush against her cheek, her mouth opened 
in a blind search for the thick tip. Her wet lips skidded across more flesh 
and then found the head. She felt a drop of moisture in the slit as her 
mouth closed down over his pulsing, boy-cock and the idea that she could 
make him get wet for her excited her even more! 

At first she just sucked gently and nibbled at the tight knot of the tip. 
She could feel him tremble as her tongue worked slowly back and forth over 
him, his slim hips moved a little and she felt her lips being forced open by 
the thick trunk of him entering her mouth. 

The fingers at the back of her head forced her to bob up and down, slowly at 
first. She could taste the strange tang of his maleness as her lips and 
tongue worked around the underside of the thick glans. The taste didn't 
bother her, it was something that she wanted. Often, during the day, she 
would suddenly remember that taste and would have to run to her bedroom to 
relieve the sudden need the memory ignited!! 

Now there was no need for that, she had him here and he would take care of 
any needs she had tonight! 

As she sucked and slobbered over the thick cock between her lips, another 
thought came to her. Why did she do this for Terry when she refused to do it 
for her own husband??? She knew that he wanted it, he had tried to get her 
to try it often. Why was she so willing to suck and swallow what the boy had 
to offer and then refuse Jim? 

The ache in her jaws drove the thought out of her mind and she slipped the 
head out of her mouth for a little. Her tongue slathered and worked down the 
wide staff of flesh. When it came to the stiff hairs that covered his full 
balls her heart began to beat faster and faster. Her nose bumped up against 
the furry sac as her tongue wormed down between his thighs as she licked and 
nibbled the very root of his organ. The musky odor was stronger here and she 
was tempted to run her tongue all the way back and lick the tight crack of 
his ass!! 

Quickly she lifted her head and began to lick the stem again. She was a 
little shaken with the idea. Lick the boy there? She'd never done a thing 
like that in her life. What was happening to her? When she found the tip 
again she began to suck harder. Her head bobbed up and down faster and 
faster as his fingers guided her. She could feel the prick pulsing and 
twisting under her moving tongue and wondered if he was going to shoot it in 
her mouth? She could imagine the spurts of hot come filling her mouth and 
clogging her throat and her pulse beat faster! She didn't mind if he did 
that to her. She loved it! Besides he was young and she knew he would be 
hard again in just minutes after the first time. She was almost prepared for 
the choking mass of sticky cum when she felt his fingers tighten on her head 
and felt her mouth being pulled away from the warm cock. There was a loud 
slurping sound when he pulled her tight lips free. 

"Mrs. Sandy! Do you want it now?" She could hear the tight sound in the tone 
and knew that he wanted inside her. As she moved her thighs to stand, she 
became painfully aware that she wanted him in her, too! The wetness was 
running down the sides of her thighs, her pussy was a swampy pool, ready for 
the fat eel of his flesh to swim in it! 

"O... over there, on the couch," she managed to pant as she was pulled to 
her feet. They staggered across the familiar room. He hit the couch first 
and sat down. "Ohhhhhhh Terry," she breathed softly as she hurriedly slipped 
astride his strong thighs. She bit her lip as she lowered her body down on 
the spear of flesh. When the tip rubbed against her soft lips she guided it 
with her hands until it found the opening to her dripping channel. A deep 
moan escaped her lips and she slowly pressed herself down on it, loving the 
feel of the meat as it pushed its way up into her, rubbing against the 
sensitive walls of her pulsing vagina. 

Terry's hand clutched at her rounded hips and pushed her down as his body 
arched up. She felt the thick spear thrust up deeper until it bumped up 
against her throbbing womb! 

Shudder after shudder shook the woman's body as she panted and squirmed on 
the tool that stretched her. She muttered and whined as the hot flashes of 
pleasure whipped at her. Terry was thrusting up as hard as he could as she 
slammed her body down in a shuddering series of thrusts. 

"Oh!... fuck me darling," she whimpered in his ear and she leaned in, her 
breasts mashed against his hairless chest. "Fill me up with your big cock, 
Terry. Please, darling, make me cum and I'll do anything for you... fuck, 
fuck me!!!..." Her words trailed off into a series of muffled grunts and 
moans as the prick slithered in and out of her. 

She could feel the wetness from her slobbering box as it dribbled down her 
thighs. She knew that she was getting everything wet, and for a moment she 
worried about the sofa cover!! When she realized what she was thinking about 
she almost laughed out loud. What were a few spots compared to this? 

One of the boy's hands worked around until it was gripping and pulling at 
her full buttocks. The small thrills added to the growing pool of passion 
that was sloshing between her spread thighs and she could only whine and 
worm herself down closer to him, trying to wedge another fraction of an inch 
of the meat into her sucking hole. She had to have all of it! 

The hand on her bottom moved again and she shuddered and sighed with 
pleasure before she realized what he intended. The finger wormed deep in the 
crack between the cheeks and jabbed sharply at her little rosebud anus!! 

"Agghh!!! What are you do-ING???" she moaned as the finger pressed up 
against her again. She wiggled her bottom, trying to escape the finger, but 
instead of escaping his finger she made it easier for him to wedge it in her 
tiny opening and wiggle around. She had never been touched there by anybody 
and the terrible strangeness of it sent a spasm of fear and timid interest 
through her being. 

"Move," the boy panted. "Move your ass, Mrs. Taylor. Shake it for me!!!" She 
responded to his demands and felt her own excitement rising faster and 
faster. The sensual shocks were coming closer and the pool of liquid desire 
in her cunt was almost full! 

Humping her back, she concentrated on the jerking pelvic motions she was 
making. Each backward thrust would mash the full thickness of his organ down 
on her standing clitoris and she had to sob and grunt because it felt so 
good!! 

The finger in her rear pushed in hard and she felt it pop in past the tight 
ring of muscle. Terry flexed and twisted the finger and it sent ripples of 
painful pleasure through her like a knife. 

"I... I thiiiiieeeee!!!" She screamed and twisted as the flashes of her 
orgasm lit up her mind and she saw pinwheels and sparks as she humped and 
ground herself against the boy. Spasms of blinding, numbing pleasure flooded 
her and the pool overflowed and ran through her veins setting her on fire! 
She didn't care about the finger in her bottom any longer. All she wanted 
was cock, thick, juicy cock! 

"Ahhhhgggghh!!!," the boy grunted and she felt his frantic thrusts as the 
hot flood of his come bathed her cunt. It felt like hot grease as the piston 
of his meat ripped up into her, the head spurting and shooting the cum, 
filling her until it began to run down his shaft, like boiling lava! 

Slowly, ever so slowly she felt her body calm down. She felt the soft 
nipping of her sheath as the small aftershocks of her orgasm made her clamp 
down on him. He pulled the finger out of her anus and she felt a little sore 
there, but it had been worth it. Still, the new touch he had shown her was 
disturbing. It wasn't right! She sighed to herself and sleepily told herself 
she'd talk to him about it, later. 

Terry moved and she jerked awake with a start. She was still sitting astride 
his lap, his soft cock held up in her by the grip of her tunnel. She'd 
fallen asleep for a moment! Suddenly she became aware of the cold dampness 
on her thighs and remembered the streaming wetness down there. 

Slowly she raised her torso, letting the half limp organ pull free. Cupping 
her hand over her open cunt she whispered to the boy. "Stay here, I'll bring 
you something." 

She padded silently through the room and found the hallway. In the small 
bathroom she ran some water and wiped herself dry. As she moved about the 
room she was aware again of the small pain in her anus. Some people actually 
do it there! She shuddered at the thought of the pain that would cause! 

When she got back to the living room she found that Terry had put on a small 
lamp by the couch and was laying back on the cushion. She knelt by the couch 
and gently wiped and dried the soft hose of his organ. It looked so pink and 
defenseless like this! She had to restrain herself from taking it in her 
mouth again and loving it. When she ran the warm rag between his thighs and 
washed his balls, she thought she saw the shaft move and grow a little. 

Looking up she found herself looking straight into the boy's light blue 
eyes. He had a strange half smile on his face as he watched her serving him. 

"Enjoying yourself, sultan?" She tried to make the question light and 
teasing, but he saw through her. He only nodded and his hand gripped the 
back of her neck. She felt she should refuse to do it again. It was too 
soon, but she wasn't strong enough to fight the hand that brought her face 
down to the organ as it lay across his thigh. 

She watched as his other hand held the limp tube upright and felt it rub 
across her closed lips, then it touched her eyes and rubbed up against her 
ears. He had done this to her before and it had bothered her-but this time 
she felt a small swirling sensation in her groin and her pink tongue slipped 
out between her lips and gently licked and bathed the stem. Each time her 
tongue touched him he swelled and grew a little. She could see the growth 
before her eyes and it was exciting. 

Even as she kissed and licked the growing organ, she thought of the first 
time she'd ever seen an erect penis, the first time her mouth had.... She 
could almost smell that musty garage and feel the hard concrete under her 
eleven year old knees. 

The dream was blown away by the tug of his hand on her neck. He helped her 
as she crawled up on the couch and lay beside him, hip against hip. She 
still held the pulsing organ in her hand as she turned her face to him for 
her kiss. 

CHAPTER TWO 

She lay quietly with the boy, enjoying the soft nuzzles and kisses. Her body 
still glowed from the pleasure he had given her and she felt a tenderness 
towards him. She still held his limp penis, her thumb rubbing gently up and 
over the soft head. The flesh felt like velvet. She heard the sound of his 
regular breathing and looking over to him, saw that he was asleep. 

Quietly she raised herself to her elbow and looked down at him as she 
fondled and caressed his sex. She could remember the first time she'd seen 
him; he came home with Debbie one day and they laughed and played in the 
gameroom with some other children. She hadn't felt anything unusual about 
the boy then. Oh, she was aware of how handsome he was and how well-built he 
was, but that was all. But, as she saw him, week after week, a change came 
over her. 

Sandy admitted now that she was just frustrated then. She and Jim were busy. 
She was, anyway, and that didn't seem to leave him any time or energy left 
for bed.... Then one night she'd gone for a ride, alone. Debbie was doing 
her homework and Jim was gone to some meeting or something like that and she 
had just had to get out! 

She shook her head and looked at the prick between her fingers, it was 
strange that anyone would risk all they had for some of this, but here she 
was! 

She had parked the car and was just sitting when Terry came by. They had 
talked and laughed a little. Even then she wasn't really aware of what her 
mind was doing. It wasn't until later, when they were walking through the 
park and happened to brush against each other, that she understood. And 
later! She grimaced when she thought about what they had done. She 
remembered how wild she'd behaved on the grassy slope. She'd been an animal 
and she wanted to cry she was so ashamed! She had decided that it would 
never happen again of course, but it wasn't easy! Each time she saw Terry 
after that it was harder to resist the temptation and finally she gave it 
up. In her calm moments she was still aware of how foolish it was but, when 
she was near to him like this, it really didn't seem to matter! 

She realized that she had been staring vacantly as she thought. A sudden 
realization of firmness between her fingers caused her to look down and see 
that the smooth tube had grown and was showing signs of life! 

She giggled to herself as she bent over and kissed the growing cock head. 
Sitting back she shook his shoulder. "Hey wake up," she called but he didn't 
stir. "Come on lazy, time to get to work." She leaned forward again and 
brushed a soft breast tip across Terry's lips. The nipple grew as it touched 
him. His eyes opened and he smiled a lazy smile at her as he stretched. 

"Let's go into the bedroom, honey," she breathed softly as she ran her 
fingers up and down the hardening shaft. "I have some plans for you." He 
smiled again and let her pull him to his feet. 

As they walked down the hall, she had a special reason for wanting him in 
bed; during the week she'd put in a large mirror. She could watch everything 
that happened on the bed in it. She wondered what he would think when he saw 
it. 

The boy was following her close and from time to time she could feel the 
stiff stab of his prick as it rubbed up against her soft buttocks. 

She remembered the finger he had put in her and was going to mention it to 
him, but the feel of his flesh against hers was too strong and she decided 
that she would wait, she didn't want anything to upset him tonight! 

In the bedroom, she snapped on a small light and pulled back the covers on 
the wide bed. She smiled at the boy as she slid between the sheets. As she 
lay back and stretched, she winked at him. 

Terry sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her naked body, she knew he 
liked to do that and it pleased her to be admired, as she parted her thighs 
a little, willing him to see all of her. Glancing in the mirror, Sandy could 
see herself perfectly-and the picture of herself being inspected by the boy 
excited her a little more. 

While she waited, Sandy took stock of herself. Nice big breasts, a trim 
waist and wide hips with a round, soft bottom. She wished she were a little 
thinner, not quite so lush, but she didn't have a choice. All in all, she 
was satisfied with the picture she presented. 

"Do you like what you see, Terry?" The boy just nodded at her as he 
continued to stare at her rounded body. An imp invaded Sandy's mind and she 
almost giggled as she parted her thighs a little further. Her hand slipped 
down over her rounded belly until her fingers touched the fluffy growth of 
hair at her triangle. She licked her lips and smiled again as she watched 
his eyes follow the moving finger. 

First, it slowly parted the soft hairs until her slit was open. She could 
already feel the wetness starting between her parting lips as she gently 
rolled the tip of her finger over the pink bud of her clitoris. Small shocks 
of pleasure greeted her when the finger ran lightly up and down the open 
lips. She smeared the first dewy drops of fluid up and down the lips, making 
them slippery to the touch. Bit by bit, she allowed her finger to slip in a 
little deeper until she could feel it pressing up into her vagina. 

Terry's breathing was a little faster, but he was content to watch her 
masturbate for him. She enjoyed seeing his eyes widen as she did it. Her 
finger whirled around and around at the opening of her cunt and she felt the 
excitement mounting. Her hips wiggled a little as she rammed the finger up 
into herself, all the way! Her belly shook as the knuckle rubbed hard 
against her standing clitoris, making it throb and burn. 

"Ohhhhh, Terry, don't just watch darling, help me..." She felt almost weak 
and limp with the desire that suddenly overwhelmed her. Just turning him on 
had put her on fire! 

The boy's expression didn't change. His hand reached out and gently pulled 
hers aside. She gasped with the feel as his own hand took over the work. His 
touch was more direct, the finger found her clitoris and pushed in on it. 
Her mouth fell open and her back arched up off the mattress as she felt the 
jolt of sensation take her breath away. Before she could recover from that, 
she felt his finger force its way up into her wet cunt, then he inserted 
another finger in beside it, the two of them wiggled and pulled at her 
steaming lips. Her belly jerked under the hard spasms of joy. 

"Terry, oh darling! Oh, that's so nice. You make me feel so hot!" She knew 
that her orgasm was coming on too fast, she couldn't take this sort of thing 
for long, but it felt so good that she couldn't stop him, not now! Each 
stroke of his fingers stretched and pulled at her soft lips. The feeling was 
overpowering and she could feel her grip on reality slipping away, her mouth 
opened and she started to babble again. 

"Darling... aghhhggg!!! Roll your fingers,... yes, yes that's the way! 
Ohhhhhhh honey, I'm so hot I can't stand it! Please, honey, climb on me and 
fuck me.!!" The boy didn't respond; instead the fingers worked faster and 
faster in her. "Terry... please! If you don't stop now, I'll come right here 
on your finger. I don't want to waste it! Please honey, put that pretty cock 
up in my cunt and fill me up with it!!" 

Her fingers were pulling at his arm, she felt weak and uncoordinated and all 
she could do was scrabble at the arm, trying to pull him on top of her. At 
last he moved. He grinned at her as he got to his feet and crawled up on the 
bed. 

Sandy watched the boy slip between her open thighs, her belly shook with 
desire as she watched the stiff prick waggle back and forth as he moved. He 
was moving slowly, tormenting her with his deliberate movements, fanning the 
flames of her need until she was ready to beg him to fuck her! He lowered 
himself until the stiff head of his cock was brushing against the hard 
clitoris that peeped out from the fold of her flesh, but he didn't push 
himself in! 

"Please honey, what are you waiting for?" She felt her cunt contract sharply 
and couldn't hold back the tortured moan. "Aghhhhggg!!! Terry, please put it 
in me, honey, please fuck me right now!" 

"Do you really want it?" His voice was smooth as he gently rubbed his cock 
tip along the wet furrow between her writhing thighs. 

"Yes, YES!!! Please honey, why won't you...." Her voice died because she 
couldn't think of any words. Her body was almost out of control now. Her 
thighs flopped up and down as she held them open with her hands, opening 
herself to him like a whipped dog! 

"I just wanted to be sure that you really wanted it," the boy said calmly as 
he slowly lowered his body the rest of the way and she felt the thick penis 
head squeeze through the opening and slide up her soaking channel. 

Sandra was ashamed of her begging him but the reward of the thick bar of 
meat was so good that she forgave herself at once. Terry was moving slowly 
in her, making long, smooth strokes, pulling back until he was almost out of 
her before he reversed the motion and dipped back up into her until she 
could feel his full balls slapping against her bottom! 

"Oh honey," she groaned as she hugged him tight. "It feels so good, don't 
tease Sandy, please honey be nice and fill me up, I need you so much!" Her 
firm thighs wrapped themselves over his moving back and she hung beneath 
him, attached to his surging, punishing prick. 

Each time that he shoved it up in her, Sandy gasped and shuddered as the 
slick flesh brushed over her clitoris. She felt helpless and torn by the 
delicious spasms that wracked her mind. She couldn't get enough of the meat 
that invaded her, she wanted more! 

Almost as if he could read her mind, she felt his arms reach down and hook 
themselves under her knees and then he lifted. As he leaned forward, her 
thighs were lifted and pushed back until she thought she was going to be 
bent in half! She saw her knees as they almost touched her face but the best 
of it was Terry. 

Suddenly he was in her even deeper! Again and again she felt the broad tip 
of his prick slam up against her womb and a dull, aching pleasure filled 
her. Before she could even tell him, she felt the terrible surge of his 
senses and an orgasm shook and tore at her. 

She heard herself babble and mutter at him, she bit his shoulder and said 
wicked and filthy things to the boy as he slammed up into her again and 
again. Nothing mattered, nothing she said or did, nothing was worse than 
being without this!!! 

When Sandy managed to gain control of herself again she realized that he 
hadn't come, the strokes that battered her hadn't slowed and he showed no 
sign that he was even near! 

She couldn't have made him stop, even if she wanted him to. She was content 
to relax and give her body, loving the feel of his strong muscles, his hard 
cock. She glanced over and saw them both in the mirror. She'd forgotten to 
show it to him before. She watched him as he drove himself up into her and 
she was surprised how sexy it looked. She'd seen films of others making love 
and they always looked foolish to her, but now she didn't feel foolish at 
all. Each movement was interesting and she was amazed to feel the swirling 
motion in her belly and knew that she was hot again. Her clitoris was hard 
and throbbing! 

Terry dropped her legs for a while. She tucked her feet in behind his knees 
and flopped her body up and down to meet his. Suddenly he raised himself up 
on his arms and he almost pulled away from her tossing body. 

"Turn over, come on! Turn over, Mrs. Taylor!!" There was the crack of 
command in his voice and it ignited something in her. She felt a thrill 
racing through her nerves as she pulled loose and started to turn over on 
her face. They'd never done this before! 

She didn't turn fast enough to suit him and she was surprised to feel a 
sharp slap across her unprotected bottom. "Turn over!" 

Sandy scrambled up on her knees and rested her head on her folded arms. A 
thrill of fear joined the other sensations that were shaking her body. She'd 
never been hit before and she was amazed at her reaction. She felt humble 
and eager as she waved her full bottom up in front of him. She peeked into 
the mirror and watched as Terry moved in between her spread thighs and 
nuzzled the wet tip of his prick in between her thighs. She felt it rub 
along the crack and wiggled her bottom as she groaned. 

"Ahhhhh, there it is Terry. Take me, fuck me like a dog honey, I've never 
done that!!" She could see the boy's tight grin as the cock eased in between 
the folds of her sopping cunt and then slammed back up into her. She felt 
her belly toss and her breath was almost driven out of her body by the force 
of the blow. His hands found easy grips on her hips and he hugged her soft 
ass up tight against his hard belly. He was so rough! She shivered with 
pleasure as the hard rod slithered up into her. 

The surging prick stretched and pulled the sensitive lips of her sex. It 
felt so strange to have him coming into her from the rear. She'd often 
thought of it but had been too prudish to allow Jim to try it. The guilt was 
back for a second-she was giving a boy something she'd denied her own 
husband! A sudden flurry of shattering strokes drove the thought out of her 
stunning head. 

One of Terry's gripping hands left her hip and swooped under her, catching 
one of her shaking breasts. The fingers squeezed hard as the thumb pressed 
in on the hard nipple. "Ohhhh!" she whined. The sharp little pains blended 
with the pleasure. The strangeness of the whole thing was over-powering. It 
built up a wildness in her again. Shudder after shudder passed through her 
as the wildness tore at her, stripping away her self control. 

"Wiggle your ass, Mrs. Taylor," the boy demanded. As he spoke his hand 
slipped up between her parted thighs. Strong fingers found her throbbing 
clitoris and pulled gently. 

Sandra gasped and moaned as she wiggled and thrust the soft globes of her 
ass back against him. The fingers stretched and pulled gently at the love 
button, driving her sweaty body harder and harder! 

As she sobbed and babbled, her eyes darted back to the mirror and what she 
saw chilled the rational part of her mind as much as it inflamed the rest of 
her! With terrible clarity she saw herself. Her face, flushed and contorted 
as she crouched before the boy. She watched his hand working under her even 
as she felt the delicious torture of the stretching of her moist, sensitive 
flesh. 

Each time the boy rammed the thick wedge of his cock up into her, she could 
see the shock waves pass along her soft flesh, making her thighs ripple and 
her full breasts shake. 

"Oh God, I'm being screwed like a bitch in heat!" Her mind protested as it 
registered on the obscene, animal position. But it felt so good!!! Each mind 
jiggling blow from his cock drove her higher. She could feel the tension 
rising in her as her orgasm crept closer. She'd never come twice in one 
night, the idea frightened and unnerved her. 

The finger frothed between her shaking thighs. She felt herself dripping her 
love juice all over his hand. His other hand slid up from her hips and 
pressed hard in the small of her back. She felt pinned to the bed, reduced 
to nothing more than a quivering, open cunt! A slobbering twat that gobbled 
and swallowed his thick meat! 

"Ohhh Terry!" she babbled as his shattering stabs shook her. "Fuck me 
darling, fuck me harder!" She felt used and soiled being screwed like this 
but the feeling excited her rather than repulsing her. The tiny part of her 
mind that was rational was frightened. What was happening to her? 

"Uggghhh!!!" Terry moaned. "Shake your ass, rub it all over me, I'm going to 
come!" Sandra heard him and felt the fingers pinching and pulling at her 
clit. A thin scream of pain and pleasure worked up her tight throat as she 
obeyed. Grunting and sobbing she twirled and shook her bottom, feeling the 
machine-gun strokes as the boy tried to come, to fill her aching pussy with 
his soothing come. 

The excitement swirled higher in her belly and she screamed as the first 
thunderous jolt of her orgasm hit her. 

"Aggggg!!" 

The boy reacted to her sudden movements as she flopped and shuddered under 
him. As his iron-hard prick tore at her tender cunt, his hand rose and fell, 
delivering stinging smacks to her bobbing ass! 

"Harder, Mrs. Taylor!! Shake it!" 

She reacted to the surprising blows, her body twisted and shook as if she 
was trying to tear his cock off of him and keep it for herself!! 

Her mouth fell open in a soundless, primitive scream as she felt the first 
hot gush of his semen fill her sucking cunt. 

Terry was moaning and thrashing as he pumped raw life into her. His jerking 
hips pulled the squirting hose loose for a second. She moaned as she felt a 
few hot drops of his cum spatter and fall across her humped back before he 
could stuff the hot nozzle back into her gaping opening. 

Her legs were shaking and she couldn't support herself any longer. Falling 
forward, the breath was squeezed out of her as the boy lit on her back; his 
strong, young body still slamming itself at her! 

They finally lay still, the only sound in the room was the mingled harshness 
of their breathing. A sweet tiredness had hold of her. She felt full and 
satisfied-at peace with everything! She smiled sleepily as she felt him 
slowly pull free from her. A second passed and when she smiled again as 
something warm and soft pressed against her bottom. The boy had left the bed 
and was out of the room before her foggy brain told her he had just kissed 
her sweaty buttock! 

She had drifted off, a warm soothing cloth had wiped her clean and dried her 
but she was just aware of it. It didn't wake her completely. It wasn't until 
she felt a gentle shake of her shoulder that she really awoke. 

"Mrs. Taylor?... Sandy, wake up. It's almost eleven-thirty." The words 
startled her and she sat up in the rumpled bed. 

"Eleven-thirty? Wh... why did you let me sleep?" 

Terry just smiled and sat beside her. She noticed with a small pang of 
regret that he was already dressed and ready to go. 

She stumbled up from the bed and found he'd brought her clothes in for her. 
As her sleep numbed fingers fumbled with buttons and snaps, she was faintly 
embarrassed to be naked in front of him while he was fully dressed. 

They stopped only long enough to fix the bed. Outside, Terry went to open 
the gate while she slowly drove the car around. 

It wasn't until they were well away from the cabin that she really began to 
think about what had happened during the evening. Something had changed, 
tonight was really different and she wasn't certain that she approved of the 
change! Terry had never been so demanding before, so aggressive. She 
shivered when she remembered the twisting finger in her anus. There was a 
definite increase in her pulse when she thought of the sharp slaps on her 
bottom. She was angry with herself, she was getting excited just thinking 
about it! 

"It's going to have to stop," she muttered unaware that she was talking 
out!' 

"What?" 

"A... Never mind.... I'll tell you some other time." The boy stirred in the 
seat next to her. 

"Stop by the trees, it's dark there," he said. She was surprised, she'd been 
driving without thinking and hadn't realized how far they had come. 

She stopped the car in the deep shadow of some trees. When she snapped off 
the lights she could barely see the boy next to her. She could see his hand 
as it reached out for her. Willingly, she slid across the seat and sat close 
to him. After glancing around to make certain that they weren't being 
watched, she offered her mouth for a quick goodnight kiss. 

She was surprised and more than a little flustered by the urgent kiss she 
got instead. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and wrapped itself 
around hers. A hand moved across and squeezed her breasts, the sensation was 
so strong it even made her toes tingle! 

When the kiss broke, he still held her tight. His face nuzzled alongside 
hers until he nibbled at the soft flesh of her neck. A little shudder of 
excitement raced along her nerves. "Please honey, not here, someone 
might...." Her urgent whisper was stilled by the wet tongue that slipped 
back into her mouth. 

The searching fingers dropped away from her breast and after a moment closed 
down over her wrist. She felt her hand being guided and it wasn't until her 
fingers brushed against the tight front of the jeans that she knew what he 
wanted. 

This was insane! Necking and feeling with this child right in town. Right 
where anyone who passed by might see them! She knew she should stop but even 
as she was thinking about it her fingers were tearing at the buttons that 
separated her from his warm, hard tool. By the time the second kiss had 
stopped she had his smooth, boy-prick in her hand and she was slowly 
gripping and stroking at it. "Terry! Are you crazy? What if someone sees 
us?" 

Her voice had a laugh in it as he answered. "Then they'll see that nice Mrs. 
Taylor doing naughty things in a parked car!" 

She was about to protest when his fingers clamped down on the back of her 
neck, the strong hand was pulling her head down towards his lap! As her head 
went lower she could see the white stalk of his organ looming up in front of 
her. The position was uncomfortable and she found herself sliding away, so 
that she could bend even lower. 

"Terry, this is insane, let go! Look, I don't know what you think but I'm 
not going to... ullppp!!" Her whispering voice was stilled by the blunt head 
of the penis as it slipped between her lips and lay along her tongue!! 

Oh God, I can't do this, she told herself. I won't risk being caught sucking 
a boy! But she did, her lips clamped down tight around the thickening stem 
and her cheeks caved into deep hollows as she avidly sucked and lipped the 
fleshy prong. 

Terry's free hand toyed and teased with her hanging breasts as he guided her 
head up and down with the other. Mmmmm!! It felt so slick and smooth against 
her tongue, the saliva-coated cock glided in and out of her mouth as if it 
had been oiled. She loved the taste and the feel of him, she couldn't help 
loving such a silky, suckable love pole! 

The feel of the flesh rubbing in and out of her mouth made the nerve endings 
of her lips tingle. She remembered her first time in the garage; how 
frightened and excited she'd been when her brother and his friend took her 
in and got her oh her knees. She could still remember.... Her train of 
thought was interrupted. She heard a sound! There it was again; those were 
footsteps, someone was coming!! 

She tried to pull her head away. She mustn't let anyone see her! Terry's 
hand tightened on her neck, he wouldn't let her up! In fact, he began to 
raise and lower his pelvis, driving more and more of the thick stem in 
between her stretched jaws! 

She could hear two sets of footsteps and the low murmur of two women 
chatting as they strolled down the sidewalk. Just as they sounded as if they 
were abreast of the car, she felt the wet flesh in her mouth began to swell 
and jerk. She was in a near panic, she heard the voices clearly as the prick 
twitched again and shot a hot glob of cum against her curling tongue! 

Sandra shuddered and fought to resist the urge to cough and gag as the 
flying spray of semen flooded her mouth and trickled down her throat. She 
had no choice, she had to gulp down the slick flow of milky come or choke! 
Trying to swallow as quietly as she could, she worked at the spouting tip. 
God! Where was it all coming from? Her tongue raced along the underside of 
the pulsing penis, pressing firmly against the flesh, milking him. 

At last he stopped shooting and she could breathe again. The footsteps were 
fading down the block and the loudest thing she could hear was her own heart 
as it thudded against her ribs. 

Once she had sucked him dry and licked him clean she felt the fingers on her 
neck loosen and she was allowed to sit up. She leaned back against the seat, 
exhausted, as the boy buttoned his pants. 

"I'll see you tomorrow night, about eight." She started to protest but he 
ignored it. "Eight sharp here, it's important." 

He opened the door and the light went on, he grinned at her as he slipped 
out. "You better wipe your mouth before you go home!" Then the door shut and 
he was gone. 

Sandra was struck by a sudden sense of urgency and she drove away as quickly 
as she could. When she stopped at the next light she could see her face in 
the mirror. A long, thick string of white cum dribbled from the corner of 
her mouth! Quickly she found a tissue and scrubbed at the sticky evidence. 

She was still nervous and upset with herself as she pulled in the driveway. 
Looking up she saw a light in Debbie's window. It was late, why wasn't she 
in bed? 

As she put the car away and entered the house, she felt guilty. Jim was out 
of town on business and she should have been here with her daughter instead 
of going out and.... 

When she passed her daughter's room she saw her lying on her bed as she 
read. The short nightie she wore had ridden up until Sandra could see her 
daughter's smooth little sex, curled and folded together like a unopened 
flower. There were just a few hairs sprinkled across the silky vee, a few 
hairs that told of approaching womanhood. "Pull down your nightie and go to 
sleep," she called out, then hurried to her room. Inside she quickly pulled 
off her things and got into the shower. 

She was out of the shower and combing her hair when Debbie sauntered in. 

"Hi, have a nice time?" 

"Sure, you know how lectures are, dull to some, interesting to others." 

"Uh huh," her daughter mumbled and leaned against the door. 

Sandra was about to brush her teeth but she could still taste the yeasty 
flavor of Terry's cum on her tongue and decided to wait. She hung up her 
towel and was just reaching for her gown when Debbie's question frightened 
her. 

"Hey, how did you get those red marks?" Sandra's head snapped up. Debbie was 
pointing to her bottom. Turning so she could see in the mirror, she saw four 
red marks across her round buttock. The white skin made the marks look 
livid. Terry's slapping had left its mark! 

"Oh.... I must have bumped into something I guess. I don't really know 
dear." 

"Boy you must have bumped it hard!" There was the hint of a giggle in her 
voice, "It looks like somebody's been spanking you!" 

CHAPTER THREE 

The morning came too soon for Sandra. She dreaded the time when Debbie would 
leave for school and she would be alone. She was sharp and bad tempered with 
the girl during breakfast and that only acted to hurry her departure. She 
knew she was being unfair but couldn't stop. The tension ate at her nerves. 

When the front door slammed shut her heart gave a flutter. She hurried about 
the house. She dusted and cleaned things that didn't need it, anything to 
keep from thinking about the situation. But she wasn't fooling herself, she 
had to sit down and think it over. 

She went back and forth over all the reasons she had against her 
relationship with the boy. She thought about the previous night and 
remembered how frightened she'd been hearing those women talking as she 
crouched in the car sucking him! 

What would have happened if she'd been caught? How could she explain? Then 
she made a mistake: she let her memory roll on and once again she was in 
that car, his thick pole filled her mouth. She could almost feel the silky 
prick against her tongue and taste the maleness of him! 

She wiggled on the sofa cushion as she felt the first sweet stirrings 
between her thighs. "Think of something else," she said out loud but it 
didn't work. In her mind she ran her fingers lightly up and down the erect 
cock, she rolled the balls back and forth over her fingers while she sucked 
and nipped at the juicy tip. 

Sandra shook herself but it was too late. The swirling between her thighs 
throbbed through her body. Her breasts were growing hard and hot under her 
robe. She knew what would happen if she didn't get up and move, but she 
couldn't make her body function. Instead of getting to her feet, her hand 
slipped under the robe and her fingers found the soft underside of her 
breast. She couldn't repress the sigh of pleasure that slipped up her 
throat. Slowly, she ran the tips up the curve of her breast until she found 
the nipple. The little organ was already so hard that it ached. She pulled 
the nipple gently, urging it to grow taller and harder. 

As her fingers teased and pulled at the nipple she felt a desire to see. She 
jerked at the robe and it fell open. 

She stared down at her hand. It was almost as if the hand belonged to 
someone else. She closed her eyes and pretended it belonged to Terry, but 
the second she did, she felt her puffy sex grow warmer. She glanced down her 
body and saw drops of love juice seeping past her parted vaginal lips. She 
ran a soothing finger in between the lips to stop the sensation. She stopped 
it, but the starburst of sensation the finger brought made her flinch! 

"This is filthy and I'm going to stop," she said firmly. But those were just 
words. Her finger moved faster instead of stopping. Her eyes stared at the 
finger as it moved in the folded flesh, stretching and wetting the tender 
tissues. Each stroke was like pouring oil on the fire in her vagina. Each 
stroke brought new jolts of pleasure! 

Her thighs lifted and spread themselves, opening her wet slit to the finger. 
She groaned deep in her throat as she rolled the hard clitoris under her 
finger. It felt sooooo good! 

That moralistic part of herself was protesting, it called her names and 
tried to shame her for laying half naked and masturbating while she thought 
of doing filthy things with a boy! 

Again and again her thoughts drifted back to Terry. She shuddered as she 
thought of the finger he'd pushed up in her. She felt the little muscles of 
her anus tighten when she imagined him putting his prick up there! 

Sandra bit her lip and shook her head. She wouldn't think about that! All 
her life she'd wondered about being fucked in the rear, she was frightened 
and intrigued by the thought of doing that.... 

The finger raced up and down her gaping slit. The sticky dampness was 
dribbling down between her thighs, making the soft globes of her buttocks 
rub together slickly. The oiled feeling brought on more thoughts and she 
imagined kneeling before him as he slid his big hard stick up her anus. 

She couldn't help the thin squeak of imagined pain that fell from her open 
mouth. Slowly, her free hand crept down between her thighs until a 
fingernail scratched at her wrinkled little opening. 

The effect was startling, her eyes went wider as the delightful spasm of 
pleasure shook her. It felt so good that she couldn't stop. The finger 
pressed in against her clenched muscles and wiggled. Her other fingers 
pressed and toyed at the pulsing clitoris as she gritted her teeth and 
pressed again. 

"Agggghhh!" The small groan of pain echoed in her head as the finger pressed 
past the muscle and sunk into her virgin anus. She felt the sharp little 
pains darting through her, accompanied by a strange, pulsing pleasure. 

As she pressed the twisting, flexing finger deeper she babbled to herself. 
"Perverted whore, ahhh!! Cock sucker, baby fucker! Freak...." But the names 
only seemed to rouse her even more. She felt a sudden burst of pleasure as 
her climax swept up and over her. She moaned and sighed. One finger rapidly 
rolling her excited clit as the other lashed and tore at her quivering 
anus!! 



Later, as she scrubbed at her hands trying to wash away the guilt, she was 
so ashamed of her animal behavior that she couldn't look at herself in the 
mirror over the sink! 

"This is insane!" she told herself. "I'm a grown woman, an adult, and I've 
been acting like a cat in heat!! Well, it's going to stop right now. No more 
of this!" 



That evening, as she sat in her car by the trees waiting for Terry, she felt 
strong and resolute. She may have lost her mind for a while, but she was 
fine now! The boy's sudden appearance at the door startled her, throwing her 
off balance. 

"Hey, wake up, Mrs. Taylor! What's the matter? Did I scare you?" He was in 
the car and had the door shut behind him before she could even think of a 
response. It wasn't until she felt his hand on her bare thigh that she could 
find any words. 

"Uh... Terry. Stop a minute I... I want to talk to you. It's very 
important." 

The boy stopped for a moment, but he didn't take his hand away from her. 

"I've been thinking today, about us, and..." She felt her tongue falter and 
thicken as she stared at the boy. He was calmly shaking his head. 

"Sandy, you've come up with this 'we can't go on' routine before and 
nothing's changed. You aren't going to quit. You like cock too much to quit 
and we both know it!" 

The hand on her thigh gripped her hard. She felt her fine resolve melting 
and flowing away under the hard touch. 

By the time his hand had moved up her thighs and a strong finger pressed in 
against her panties, the only thing she could think of was how foolish it 
was to have worn panties here tonight! 

"You love this. You know you do, go on and admit it." The finger twirled up 
against her swelling mound. She felt the answer being forced out of her by 
the full surge of sensation welling up in her cunt. 

"Ahhh! Oh Terry, I never said I didn't love it, it's just that I... Ohhh!!" 
The jabbing finger found her button again and all she could do was sigh as 
she felt the juices gushing from the hairy opening, wetting the crotch of 
her sheer panties. 

"Let's go to the cabin. You can show me how much you love it!" 

She didn't want to go. Her moral voice was trying to rally her, but the 
jolts of sexual pleasure that tore through her blotted out any resistance 
she felt. Her hand turned the key and pulled the car away from the curb. 
Terry's hand was still working under her skirt. 

As she drove she was aware of the shakiness of her legs. A finger found the 
streaming opening to her vagina. She heard the deep grunt that squeezed out 
of her lips as he roughly jabbed in and out of her. 

She forced herself to concentrate on driving as he tormented her. All she 
needed was an accident because a boy was playing with her! 

"Terry, honey! Can't you wait? You're driving me crazy!" His only response 
was a violent series of strokes that buried his finger up to his knuckle. 
She was making a steady whining sound as she turned the car and headed down 
the side road toward the cabin. 

He kept one finger buried deep in her, his free hand slid up and down her 
bare thighs, tickling and teasing her, sending more ripples of excitement 
through her trembling body. 

He didn't leave her until they were at the gate. She drove faster than 
usual, spattering gravel everywhere. Terry must have run hard to catch her 
because he was there when she shut off the motor. 

The light flashed as he opened the door and she saw the strange look in his 
eyes as he pulled her from the car. He stayed next to her as they hurried 
inside. He had pulled up her skirt and his hand clutched her soft bottom as 
they walked. 

Inside, she barely had time to shut the door before she felt his hand find 
her arm and she was being propelled down the hall to the bedroom. The door 
banged in the dark and they were there! 

She stood still in the darkness listening to the heavy thudding of her 
heart. A wild excitement was surging in her blood. There was something 
unusual tonight. A mindless sexual thing! 

The small light snapped on and the boy was almost tearing at his clothes as 
he came at her. Sandra was caught up in the excitement and she found her 
fingers working at the buttons of her blouse. 

Her mind was almost a blank. Nothing mattered but the boy and the lovely 
hard organ between his legs. As she stripped off her clothing, her eyes 
never left his body. When he began pulling at his jeans, she was so excited 
she was afraid she might come before he had a chance to even touch her! As 
the jeans fell to his feet, her eyes feasted on the smooth ivory pole that 
was standing out from his lean belly. He stood naked in front of her as she 
tugged at her panties, she heard the fabric tear but she didn't care, she 
had to be naked with him! At last she stood naked. They stared at each other 
but Sandy's need was so strong that she couldn't stand still. 

"Terry," she whined, "fuck me, darling. Lay me on the bed and fuck me until 
I faint!" Her arms reached out but he wasn't ready yet. 

"Sure I'll fuck you, Mrs. Taylor. But first I want to be certain you really 
want it." For a short moment she was stunned. Want it? Her body was 
practically steaming!! 

Strong fingers found her shoulders and she was on her way to her knees even 
before she knew what was happening. When her face rubbed against the hard 
stalk of his prick, she was more than willing. Anything, just so long as he 
put that firm tube up into her cunt and put out the flames that ate at her! 

His hand pressed against the back of her neck as her open mouth blindly 
sought the pulpy tip of his prick. There it was! 

She grunted in her throat as a twitch of his hips drove his hot cock deep 
into her mouth. A heavy shudder of pleasure shook her. Sucking the hard 
young prick satisfied some terrible need she felt. She sucked and slobbered 
at the thick intruder as it mashed down against her tongue. Terry wasn't 
passive tonight. His lean young hips moved back and forth. He was fucking 
her mouth! Using the wet, red oval of her pursed lips as a vagina. She 
whimpered in protest when she felt it being jerked away from her. 

"Lick it, Sandy, give it a tongue bath." The fingers at her neck urged her 
on as her wet tongue worked down the pulsing shaft. When she got to his 
balls she licked and sucked at them, making the flesh feel slick and 
slippery. "Yea, that's it," he muttered and he pulled her even closer and 
raised himself slightly. Sandra felt her tongue wiggle back along the cord 
until she reached the root. Again she felt the strange urge to lick his 
anus! As if he could read her mind, Terry pressed forward, hard. For a few 
seconds she shivered and her kneeling body jerked as she wormed her tongue 
up against the tight opening! 

She wasn't certain she was pleased as he pulled back a little and guided her 
mouth back to the hard head of his cock. 

As she sucked and gobbled at him, her head made a rapid bobbing motion. She 
was puzzled for a moment when he shifted positions, but when she felt his 
shin press up against her wet pussy, she understood. 

Moaning and grunting she pressed her crotch against his leg, her pelvis 
mashing up against it. She clung to him, exciting her burning clitoris 
against his shin while her mouth gulped and swallowed the tube of cock 
flesh. 

The grip on the back of her neck changed and she realized that Terry was 
pulling her up, forcing her to her feet. She was content where she was and 
for a moment she resisted. 

"Up on the bed Mrs. Taylor... come on, I thought you wanted to get fucked!" 

She felt his strong hands under her arms and she was almost thrown up on the 
bed. She wiggled around and spread her thighs she was so hot! Terry was 
scrambling up between her legs. She couldn't take her eyes off his wet pole 
as it swayed back and forth. It was wet because it had been in her mouth! 
She shivered with delight when she thought of it. He brought the red tip up 
and she whimpered as she felt it rub along her wet furrow and bump up 
against her swollen clitoris. 

"Honey," she moaned softly as she ran her fingers up and down the pulsing 
shaft, "don't tease me tonight. Fuck me right away, darling, and I'll do 
anything you want later. But you have to put it in me now!!" She hated 
herself for begging like this, but she wanted it so badly she'd go crazy if 
he didn't help her put out this fire! 

Terry didn't answer her but she felt the thick head move. Her fingers 
trembled as they guided it to her seeping opening. Her entire body jerked 
when his cockhead shouldered its way up her sex channel, spreading the silky 
tissue, making room for itself in her body. 

Terry was suddenly gentle with her and Sandy glowed with well being as he 
slowly forced the thick cock up into her. His hands lifted her thighs as the 
pole slid into her. His breath was warm on her neck. 

It was so good! She murmured and sighed in his ear as she felt the welcome 
pressure of him against the rippling walls of her slick sheath. Her 
fingernails traced little paths along the skin of his shoulders, not 
scratching, just denting the surface. 

Finally he was all the way in her. She moaned softly when the thick column 
of the root pressed firmly against her swollen love bud. The pressure sent 
ripples of pleasure out through her body and they burst like little rainbows 
in her fevered mind. 

"You feel so tight," the boy muttered as he slowly withdrew the thick cock, 
only to press it back into her again. Again and again he made the slow, 
tantalizing movements. Each stroke was better than the last. Each slow 
stroke drove her hunger to a higher pitch. A round ball of pleasure hit her 
reeling mind and bruised what little self control she had. 

She heard her voice gibber and mumble at Terry, the sound was strained and 
rough. It almost hurt to talk. He raised himself as he stroked in and out of 
her clinging cunt. She looked down her body and watch as the white staff 
appeared and disappeared between the swollen lips of her wet box. She 
shivered with pleasure as she saw the shining pole enveloped in the wet hold 
of her sex. It made the thrilling sensations even more brilliant when she 
could see. She'd never really watched herself being fucked before! 

Terry hooked one arm under her knee and lifted, a groan of joy forced its 
way from her lips as she felt the thick tip bump against the neck of her 
womb. It felt strange to have her thigh lifted so high. She felt helpless as 
the boy-cock speared into her. She didn't resist when he lifted the other 
thigh, bending her almost double as he lunged in at her, stretching her 
willing cunt lips. 

"Faster," she moaned, "fuck me faster, darling, tear me up with your cock!!" 
She was pleased to hear his answering groan as his body rose and fell over 
hers. 

Each stroke of his prick made her shudder. She'd been so close to an orgasm 
before he entered her that she was popping and crackling now! The deep 
sexual heat radiated through her. Her animal needs rose up in her, begging 
to be satisfied. 

The boy pulled back again and she waited for him to thunder back up into 
her, but he didn't! 

His voice was harsh and strained as he made his demand. "Roll over and lift 
your ass." 

She'd forgotten about that! 

"I said roll over!" 

She heard the command in his voice and remembered the stinging spanking 
she'd received for being slow the last time. Whimpering, Sandy quickly 
rolled over on her face and offered her lush bottom. She sighed with 
pleasure as his firm meat found the opening and slid into her. The full feel 
of Terry's cock gliding up her vagina was so good she had to wiggle her hips 
with an excess of excitement. 

He was moving slower now, each stroke was deliberate and powerful. The 
impact of his hard body against her bottom sent shock waves through her 
making her flesh shudder as it passed. 

She was startled when he caught her hand in his. He pulled the hand back 
until it was between her thighs, her fingers brushing against her wet mound. 

"Play with yourself," he demanded and rubbed her limp fingers back and forth 
over her throbbing clitoris. "Do it," the voice insisted. 

She knew it was vile and lewd, but Sandy couldn't help obeying. The 
suggestion was too strong! The feeling was too good! She groaned as her 
eager fingers found the slick button and stroked it. It was so nice; his 
rigid prick deep inside her as her fingers petted her clit! 

Something warned her and she glanced over at the mirror and found the boy 
avidly staring at her as she panted and wiggled under him. Her moral voice 
came to life for a moment as she realized he was watching her masturbate 
while he screwed her! A blush of shame crossed her face, but she couldn't 
stop, she needed this so badly! 

Even as she stared back at him, Sandy saw his hand slip up under her and wet 
a finger in the dribble that ran down her thighs. She trembled because she 
knew what was coming, but she couldn't protest, or look away. 

Slowly he withdrew the wet finger and slipped it in between the velvet 
cheeks of her bottom. She bit her lips when it pressed against the crinkled 
opening. Why am I letting him do this to me? She moaned as the slick 
fingertip pressed harder and she felt the muscle weakening. 

All this time his prick was still ramming in and out of her and her fingers 
worked back and forth over her own hot clit. She felt the small jolts of 
pleasure coming closer and knew that she was going to come! 

The firm pressure of Terry's finger in her rear finally won out and she 
gasped at the pain as it wormed around in her, stretching and loosening her 
tight anus. This time she was aware when she felt the little bursts of pain 
turned into jolts of pleasure. What was happening to her? 

As the finger sank deeper into her pulsing rectum, she felt the slick meat 
of his cock filling her greedy vagina. Just a few more delicious strokes and 
she'd come! She pulled hard at her small clit. She had to climax, she had to 
have a release from these terrible tensions! 

"Ahhhiiiiieeee!!" She screamed as she felt the madness of her orgasm rip at 
her mind. Her body thrashed and bucked under the boy, her nipples stung as 
they rubbed on the rough bedspread. It was too much! The hard cock battered 
at her slobbering cunt, the finger turned and twisted in her bowels. She 
felt her mind being torn loose from reality as spasm after monstrous spasm 
of sensation lifted her and spun her out in a dizzy whirl. 

Sandra was only vaguely aware when Terry began to groan and pant. She winced 
when he pulled the punishing finger from her anus and used both hands to 
crush her soft ass up against his belly. Spurt after spurt of his hot seed 
spilled into her as she made a strange, nonstop, humming sound. There was no 
up or down, no pain or pleasure. She floated on a cloud of exhausted 
passion, her mind a total void. 

When she finally swam back to awareness she didn't know where she was! Then 
she heard Terry's even breathing and turned her head. He was sleeping. She 
stared at his handsome face and the clean lines of his body. There was a 
small thrill of pride when she saw him. She was proud that she could attract 
such a good looking male youth! 

As her eyes traveled down his body, she felt the small aftershocks of her 
orgasm and realized that she was hungry for more, no matter how good it had 
been before! Lovingly, she stared at the limp organ that lay across his 
thigh. A small drop of milky come trembled in the one blind eye of the head 
and she wanted to suck it into her hungry mouth. 

When she realized what she was thinking, she tore her hungry eyes away from 
him and stared at the ceiling. Why was she so eager to suck Terry? She 
couldn't help remembering again how excited she'd been when her brother's 
friend had put his in her mouth when she was eleven. She'd felt so important 
and grown up when they had let her play with them. Even when they went into 
the garage and showed her their hard young pricks. She was eager and 
interested when someone suggested she could prove how grownup she was by 
sucking the thing. 

Sandy couldn't repress the small shudder of excitement she felt when she 
remembered how strange and scary it had been when she first felt the wide 
head slip through her lips and press down on her tongue! She could recall 
how proud and superior she'd felt, playing with her big brother and his 
friend. She would have submitted to anything for the honor. Even when he 
grabbed her head and shot that hot come in her mouth it was exciting! 

She remembered how she had coughed and spit in surprise when it first 
spurted against the roof of her little mouth, but she learned and soon she 
was sucking and swallowing all the rest. That had been an exciting day, 
she'd done it twice for the boy and once for Tommy, her brother! Even now 
she felt the first stirrings of excitement when she thought of it. Was that 
the reason she liked to mouth and suck Terry, because it reminded her of 
that very first experience? 

Moving quietly, she let her hand rest gently on the semi-hard rod and 
rotated her palm over it gently. She was still confused and a little afraid 
of the overwhelming desire she had been feeling. It was this boy and this 
cock that had been the father of those desires. She wasn't certain if she 
loved him for it, or hated him. 

Terry muttered softly in his sleep and moved a little. She stopped rubbing 
for a moment, content to feel the organ under her hand stir and grow a 
little. When he settled down again, she returned to the slow stroking 
motion, feeling the drop of sticky come rub against the smooth flesh of her 
palm. 

She was so engrossed in her stroking and toying with his prick that she 
didn't notice his hand move until the fingers caught hold of her hanging 
nipple and squeezed. She gasped with surprise and pleasure as she felt the 
fingers milking at her full breast and rubbed the stiffening cock even 
harder. 

"You really have a bad case today, don't you Sandy?" She heard a strange 
tone in his voice but she couldn't deny the truth of what he said. Snuggling 
up close to him she began to whisper hotly in his ear. 

"Darling, I'm a wild woman today. I have to have more of you or I'll burst. 
Get hard again Terry and you can fuck me until I faint. Any way, anything 
you want, just feed me your fat prick!" 

She was a little abashed at the vulgar way she put it but she was pleased at 
the results. The stalk under her hand stiffened a bit more and she could see 
his pulse pick up in a vein at his temple. 

The fingers that still held her nipple tightened and began to pull down. 
"Suck my balls a little and maybe I can help you." The words were crude and 
she was a little offended but, looking down, she saw the furry lumps of his 
testicles, saw the tight pink skin under the hairs and her mouth began to 
water. 

She allowed her head to be pulled down until she lay across his spread 
thighs, her open mouth pressed against the hardening staff of his organ. She 
couldn't let the boy order her around, or let him think that she would allow 
any vile thing that he could think up! But she couldn't force herself to 
refuse this. The balls looked so inviting and her wet tongue licked out and 
bathed them. 

Slowly she moved down until she was laying directly between his thighs, 
laying on her belly as she gently sucked and rolled the fat balls around on 
her tongue. Each motion of her head, each motion of her working tongue was 
sending small signals of excitement down her body. The pool of excitement 
between her wet thighs was growing and boiling. He had barely touched her 
and she was already so hot that she could cry! She sucked and licked at him, 
her tongue worked back up under his balls and worried the thick vein of his 
root back and forth. He lifted his thighs slightly and she saw his crinkled 
anus. Her whole body shook as she rammed her tongue up against it and wet it 
with her saliva. She felt the lips of her cunt opening and getting wet again 
and knew that she would beg for it if he didn't pull her up and fuck her 
soon! 

Just as she thought that, she thrilled to feel his strong hands under her 
arms as he pulled her up to his level. He could read the helpless desire 
that was on her face. She didn't have to tell him how much she needed it! 

The boy reached behind him and pulled up a pillow and placed it in the 
middle of the bed. Strong hands helped her shaking body roll over until she 
lay with the pillow under her belly, forcing her round bottom up in the air. 
Even as she spoke she knew what the answer would be. She'd known it all 
along, but had simply denied it to herself. "What are you going to do 
Terry?" Her voice sounded small and childlike, even to her. "Please honey, 
what are you going to do to me?" 

"I'm going to fuck your ass, Mrs. Taylor. You want it, I can tell, and so do 
I! I'm going to fuck your ass till you're flying!!" 

For a few seconds she tried to resist, but he was on top of her and held her 
down easily. She felt her thighs being pushed apart by his knees and she was 
open to him. 

As he lowered himself on her and let the stiff shaft of his cock press in 
between her spread cheeks, she began to cry, large tears of fear gathered in 
her eyes and ran down her nose. She couldn't help it, it was so frightening! 

"Stop the phony crying, Sandy," he said. His tone was hard as he wiggled up 
against her tighter. She shuddered when she felt the head squeeze in between 
the lips of her vagina for a little while she hoped that he was going to 
give up and fuck her the right way but that wasn't it. He only stayed in her 
long enough to make his prick wet and slick, then he pulled back and she 
felt the hard tip nuzzle up against her tender anus! 

"Terry, please, it's too big. You'll hurt me honey. Please don't fuck me in 
the ass," she pleaded and wiggled, trying to evade the pressure she felt at 
her nether opening. The boy ignored her and continued to bore in. There was 
a blinding flash of pain as he found the center and shoved. "Aghhhgg, honey, 
it hurts," she whimpered, her voice muffled against the bedding. "Please 
don't shove it up meeeeiiii!!!!!" She felt the scream tear loose from her as 
the thick head of his cock popped past the tight ring of muscle and enter 
her rectum!! 

Her lush body bucked and thrashed as she felt him cramming inch after thick 
inch of his cock up her stretched anus. It was so large, it felt like he was 
shoving a huge pole up into her. Her thighs vibrated and shook as she felt 
the unnatural fullness, felt the terrible presence of this intruder in her 
bowels. 

"Damn you are tight!!" The boy's explosive comment shamed her, made her feel 
like some sort of animal. She was being raped and she couldn't stop it. He 
had pushed his nasty boy's prick up her virgin anus and was raping her 
there!! 

At last she felt the last bit of his flesh cram itself into her and the 
furry balls bounced gently against her spread cunt lips. She had it all; 
she'd taken the full length of his cock up her ass!! A strange sort of pride 
flowed through Sandy, and she was almost ready for the ripping sensation as 
he began to slowly pull it out. He only pulled it out a few inches then 
cruelly pushed it back in again. Her belly shook with the force of the blow 
and she had to moan and shake her bottom. He pulled back again, a little 
more than before and she squealed as she felt the thick bar of flesh ram 
back up into her bowels, making room for itself in her body. 

Within moments he was plunging in and out of her in a regular rhythm. She 
felt the terrible pain of her stretching anus and the pull on her muscles. 
Her toes spread out and clawed at the bedspread. It was wild and terrible 
and she felt her mind spin and threaten to leave her. Something was 
happening deep inside of her. She tried to deny it and pretend it wasn't 
happening but at last she had to moan again, a different moan; deep inside 
the pain was a glowing coal of pleasure and she fought against admitting 
that she loved it!! 

CHAPTER FOUR 

Sandra sat at the dining room table at home sipping a cup of coffee. Each 
time her body shifted she felt a dull twinge of pain. When she felt the pain 
she would remember what had happened last night and another kind of pain 
would hit her. All day long she had been trying to block out what she had 
done last night and the tension was making her jumpy. Things were going 
badly today. First, Debbie had reminded her that she would be gone this 
evening to a slumber party. Sandra had given her permission a week ago, she 
hadn't known that she would be alone then. Jim had called this morning, from 
New York. He was "hung up" and wouldn't be home until late Monday evening. 
She was going to be alone tonight, alone when she wanted desperately to be 
with someone, she didn't dare be alone and have a whole night to think! 

The coffee was cold and she walked to the pot to warm it. She had moved 
without thinking. The stinging sensation that came from her bottom reminded 
her again of what she had done. It was no use, she couldn't forget it! 

Back at the table she forgot about the hot coffee in the cup as her mind 
slipped back into bed with Terry. She felt a flush cover her face as she 
imagined what she must have looked like as the boy stuffed his thick cock up 
her tiny anus. She could remember how she groaned and squealed as the slick 
flesh speared into her, spreading and stretching her. At first it had hurt 
and she had wiggled and jerked wildly in an attempt to dislodge the boy who 
rode her soft back, but all that had done was to help him shove it deeper in 
her until she was afraid that it would burst through her body and come out 
her screaming mouth! That had been bad, she had been helpless under the 
steaming thrusts of his cock, but when she had begun to understand that she 
could like it, that was worse! 

She held her head in her hand as she thought of how surprised she had been 
when she felt the thick, syrupy joy. It wasn't the same as having it where 
it belonged, but did it ever feel good!! She had moaned and writhed as the 
thick intruder had almost split her open, her belly still ached from the 
hard work it had done by arching and wiggling her ass up for him, hunching 
and rubbing her body for him like a mad animal. 

A deep seated worry came at Sandra again and again. She wasn't like this, 
she wasn't the whore and animal that she acted like! Why was she doing this 
to herself? Until a few months ago she had led a calm and quiet life, a 
little dull maybe, but it hadn't contained the shame and fear that her life 
did now! 

Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was only six. She had the rest of the 
evening to think of the terrible things she had done. She ran her hand down 
her arm. She shivered at the touch. She felt dirty and soiled just thinking 
about her animal response to the anal rape. She pushed the cup away and 
marched into the bathroom. 

Under the stinging shower she tried to wash away the feeling she had, but 
soap wouldn't touch her where she wanted it most! As she roughly scrubbed 
her body with the washrag, she tried not to notice the ripples of excitement 
as her hand passed over her soapy mound, and especially when she soaped the 
crack between her buttocks! 

She was just drying herself when she heard a knock at the back door. That 
was strange, no one she knew ever came to the back door. 

Slipping on a robe she hurried down the stairs to see who it was. It was 
almost dark outside and she couldn't see who it was until he turned and 
looked into the window. Her heart dropped to her feet; it was Terry! 
Hurriedly she opened the door and dragged him inside. 

"What do you mean coming here? You know we agreed that the house was the 
last place we could meet! How dare you just come here?" She was really 
angry, but it didn't seem to worry Terry. He waited calmly until her tirade 
finally ran down. 

"Relax, Mrs. Taylor, nobody saw me come here. I slipped up the alley. I saw 
Debbie today and she told me she was going to a slumber party and that your 
old man wasn't coming home until Monday, so I figured that you_ might like a 
little company tonight." The smirk on the boy's handsome face made Sandy 
angry and she was about to toss a snide remark at him when she felt his hand 
slip under the flap of the robe and caress her breast! 

"Terry... don't touch me. Not... here... At least not in the... kitchen." 
She felt her anger drain away and all she could think about was the smooth 
pleasure of his hands on her full breast. 

His voice was warm in her ear as he slipped an arm around her shoulders. 
"You have the greatest tits in town, Sandy. Let me see." She winced a little 
at the word "tits," but she meekly pulled the belt of the robe loose and 
held it open so that they both could see his hand toying with the hard 
nipple. She watched as the nipples of both breasts went from soft bumps to 
ridged, red-brown spears as he touched them. His hand went to his mouth for 
a moment and he wet his fingers with saliva before he put them back against 
her breast. The slick feel of the flesh going over her nipples made her 
knees shake. 

"Please.... Terry. Not in here, take me to bed if you have to but not in the 
kitchen!" He grinned at her and began to guide her out of the room. Her legs 
were shaky and he held her arm as they reached the stairs. As she struggled 
up the stairs, she felt his other hand stroking up and down her flexing 
thighs, sending chills of anticipation through her. 

At the top of the steps she started to head for her room, but he stopped her 
and instead pulled her through the door and into Debbie's room. "No, Terry, 
not in my daughter's bed! Please, let's make love on my bed." He wasn't 
listening to her. Instead, he pulled the gown down her nerveless arms and 
she stood naked in front of him. Gently he sat her on the edge of the bed. 
She stayed there as she watched him calmly undress himself. 

She felt the dampness between her thighs growing and a sudden surge of 
desire hit her hard. She stared at the strong muscles of his chest as he 
stripped off the shirt, and waited hungrily as she waited for his sweet 
prick. 

When he was naked he grinned down at her again and held the hard shaft of 
his cock. Before she could even guess what he planned he stepped forward and 
offered the upthrust cock to her mouth. 

She couldn't respond, her muscles wouldn't work. It was terrible, making 
love on her own daughter's bed! She simply couldn't do it. He calmly rubbed 
the leaking cock head across her lips and cheek, leaving streaks of wet, 
sticky love juice on her cheek. In spite of herself, her traitorous tongue 
slid out of her mouth and bathed the spongy head of his cock. 

As she slowly and carefully licked his beautiful rammer, the voice in her 
mind ranted on: she shouldn't do this, she knew it had to stop! But she 
couldn't stop. Just the touch of his cock on her tongue made her desires 
flame up and her swelling cunt drip. 

Shyly, her own hand crept up and stroked his hard balls. After a few seconds 
she brushed his fingers away and held the rigid prick steady as she slowly 
sucked it deep in her mouth. She heard his sigh Of pleasure as his hand 
stroked the hair back from her eyes. Her other arm slipped around his waist 
and squeezed and massaged his hard young buttocks. This was heaven! 

One of his hands stayed on her head, guiding her mouth, a symbol of his 
total dominance over her. The other hand stroked her shoulders and moved 
down her curved back. 

Terry moved his leg and the knee pressed firmly against her wet opening. 
Remembering the night before, she slid forward a little and mashed her 
squishy lips against it. She slowly rocked her pelvis, eager for the flashes 
of pleasure that the contact brought. 

"I've been thinking about you all day," he said in a husky voice. "I didn't 
think I could wait until tonight before I put it in you again." 

She heard his words and wished she could answer but her mouth was full of 
cock and he'd never let her loose just to talk! Instead, she pulled him 
closer to her as she ran her tongue back and forth over the head. 

He was getting excited, she felt his balls slide up and wondered if he was 
going to finish in her mouth again? He made a few short fucking motions with 
his hips and she was forced to swallow added inches of him, more than she 
was accustomed to and she almost gagged as she felt the wedge of his cock 
head close her throat for a moment! 

She was still trembling from that when he pulled the wet rod free of her 
sucking lips. He pushed her back across the bed and helped her lift her 
legs. Watching him crawl up between her thighs, she could see one of his 
knees was wet where she had pressed her soaking pussy against him. 

There was no teasing or withholding this time. The cock found her opening 
and slid in. She was so wet and slick that it surged up into her in one 
steady stroke! 

"Oh, darling, that feels so nice!" She cooed and murmured to him. Her thighs 
lifted and spread wider as she accepted the thick cock inside her body. She 
moaned in pure pleasure as he slowly rotated his hips, forcing his swollen 
prick to stretch her sucking opening. 

His hips rose and fell, her sighs and small squeals were the only sounds in 
the room. The thick root of his prick pressed firmly down against her love 
button. Her belly shook as she felt the small explosions of tiny orgasms as 
she built up to the large one she felt coming. This was the best! This was 
the reason she endured so much, risked so much, this delicious cock was 
worth anything! 

"Do you like it, Mrs. Taylor?" She moaned in his ear as she wiggled and 
shook herself under him. 

"Darling, when you give me this I can forgive you for coming here. I love 
it, Terry!!" Her head was so groggy that it took a long time to understand 
his answer. 

"That's good because... There's another thing you're going to have to 
forgive." Even as he spoke, he picked up the pace a little. 

She was gasping with the added sensation of the faster strokes. "Wh... 
what... do you mean... 'something else'?" 

He didn't stop, his thick organ worked smoothly inside of her. "I mean I 
know how much you love this and thought you might like twice as much of it." 

A chill fell over Sandy, the heavy cock that worked in and out of her kept 
the animal part of her steaming but her mind snapped back into control 
again. "Twice as much... how could..." Her words froze in her throat. Over 
Terry's moving shoulder her eyes focused on something white, then it moved! 
Her heart stopped beating for a full second; there was someone else in the 
room!! 

"Oh my God!" she screamed and kicked and pushed herself free of Terry. She 
only got as far as the foot of the bed when his hands caught her and held 
her in spite of her struggles. She was crouching on the bed, staring 
wild-eyed at a naked boy! 

For a few seconds, she thought, this is a terrible dream. But the firm grip 
on her arms and Terry's voice in her ear made it real. 

"... his name is Danny, he's a good buddy of mine. Don't worry! He knows how 
to keep his mouth shut." 

Her dazed eyes left the boy's freckled face and slid downward until she 
focused on the long penis that stood hard in front of him. Even in the midst 
of her shame and fright she felt the animal in her respond to the hard 
flesh. She couldn't stop staring at the white shaft that grew up from a thin 
cover of reddish hair. 

What was she doing? She shook her head and instinctively put her hand over 
her breasts, her eyes never leaving the boy. Terry was still talking to her. 
"... and he was out at the cabin last night, at the window. Just relax, Mrs. 
Taylor, it's going to be great." She could hardly believe what she was 
hearing! This child had been watching when Terry had...? She wanted to cry, 
her eyes were dry but she wanted to sob and run away before these boys 
turned her into a wild animal! She was aware of Terry motioning to the boy 
and watched with bewildered eyes as he smiled broadly and moved towards the 
bed!- 

Sandy felt as if she was frozen. She couldn't fight or resist as Terry 
lifted her hand and stroked it along the side of the boy's hard penis. 

Acting on instinct, her fingers curled around the pulsing hard-on and 
squeezed. She felt the excitement throbbing inside of him. Some of the 
excitement transmitted itself to her. Terry relaxed a little and she felt 
his prick brush against her naked hip. His hand lifted a breast and she was 
amazed to feel the strong thrill race through her as he pressed down against 
the swelling nipple. 

Danny stirred slightly and he shyly touched her hand, the hand clutched at 
his erect prick. Goose pimples sprang up on her flesh as she felt two pairs 
of hands stroking her, touching her! 

This was insane, unreal! Certainly she wasn't going to let both boys... 
well, she was going to put a stop to it-in a minute. Deep inside, Sandy knew 
she was finished. She felt the life pulsing in the prick and her belly went 
soft and yielding inside her. No! She couldn't. Not with two little boys. 

Suddenly she felt the frustrated excitement flooding her cunt; she'd been so 
close before and this long, male stabber in her hand could ease that 
terrible need.... 

She felt the pressure of Terry's hand and knew he was pulling her back on 
the bed, opening her wet lips to the new invader. She wanted to resist the 
pressure. Now was the time to stop! Instead of stopping, she allowed herself 
to be pulled back; as she was, she kept a firm grip on Danny, pulling him up 
on the bed with her. 

Her open thighs shook as she watched Danny crawl up to her. She stroked at 
his stocky shoulders. She wanted to talk to him, to get to know him. It was 
the act of an animal to mate with a stranger, but she couldn't think of a 
thing to say. Her eyes followed his stiff penis as it dipped down between 
her dripping lips. 

The boy didn't need any help, he quickly found the center of her being and 
moved forward. The long tube slipped easily up into her belly and all she 
could do was groan at the goodness of it and clutch at his strong back. His 
muscles tensed and she held her breath as he slammed in and out of her. The 
first few strokes destroyed what little reserve she still had and she found 
herself flopping her full thighs higher as the slick cock slithered deep in 
her, deeper than a man had ever gone into her hungry vagina! 

She felt hands on her breasts and knew that Terry was still on the bed 
beside her. A hand left the burning nipple and turned her head. When her 
eyes focused on him she found his thick cock right in front of her. The 
swollen red tip still gleamed wetly. She had her mouth open by the time he 
lifted it and pressed it against her waiting tongue. 

As her tongue swirled around and around the head she was aware that she was 
tasting her own juices, but she didn't care. She was soaring! A long hard 
cock was working in and out of her, the hard stem brushing along her burning 
clitoris; another hard organ filled her mouth, satisfying her terrible urge 
to suck and nibble. All her defenses were gone and she had nothing to hide 
behind anymore. It was wonderful! There was no more pretending, no false 
mask of a proper lady to save her! She was wallowing in love and didn't care 
how many more boys were hiding in the shadows! 

Sighs and grunts mingled with the wet sucking sounds; these were the only 
sounds in the room as she strained and jerked on the bed. Her thighs were 
raised, Danny's body brushed against her tender inner flesh as he pistoned 
in and out of her eager box. Her head rested on the hard muscle of Terry's 
thigh as he fed her his slick column of cock. Her tongue worked hard at the 
spongy head as he held it to her mouth, his free hand stroked her face and 
hair. 

She was so excited she could feel all the nerve endings in her body! She 
shuddered as Danny's long cock rammed deep in her at the same time that 
Terry's thick organ slid deep in her sucking mouth. The attacks at her mouth 
and her vagina sent her spinning and all she could do was groan in delicious 
pleasure. Her hands reached out and everywhere they touched firm young 
flesh. She shivered and her rounded belly shook as Danny thrust and pressed 
against her. She wanted to kiss him and tell him how wonderful it was but 
her mouth was full of surging cock and she couldn't stop sucking at it. 

"Suck it, Mrs. Taylor. Ahhh, that's great! See? I told you it would work 
out. You're woman enough for more than two if you just relax and let it 
happen!" 

Terry pinched and pulled at a swollen nipple as he spoke to her. The pain in 
her nipple made her shiver and suck harder at the slimy prick in her mouth. 
She was a good cocksucker, she knew it and now she was proud of it! Proud 
that she held the young stud in her lips and made him pant and groan at her 
skill. 

Danny was pitching and rolling between her splayed thighs. She could feel 
his sweat dripping on her breasts and realized that she was sweating too, 
making her slippery and slick for the boy. Her fingers reached down and 
caressed the root of the boy's hard cock as it plunged in and out of her 
gaping cunt, the fingers lingered a moment to press her burning clit up 
against the greasy pole of flesh. The effect send sharp bolts of electric 
joy through her, making her lush body flop and jerk as she fucked back at 
the boy. 

She was caught by surprise when the first gush of hot cum boiled up out of 
Terry's saliva slick head. Again and again she felt the glans swell as it 
spit thick globs of semen in her mouth. The thick shaft took up so much room 
that there wasn't enough space for the hot seed he fed her. She couldn't 
swallow fast enough to handle it. She shivered with lustful joy as she felt 
the excess come spurting from her clamped lips and run down her chin to drip 
on her chest. 

Danny was watching, the sight of her beautiful lips frothing with come was 
too much! The stocky boy groaned and thrust himself up against her sucking 
cunt in a series of strokes; his own white seed shot up in her vagina. She 
groaned and writhed as she felt the hot cum being poured into her mouth and 
cunt at the same time! 

Sandra lay flat on the mattress, her vagina still throbbed and convulsed 
with the soft after-spasms of her climax. She had gone mad as both boys 
filled her to overflowing with their sticky fluid. She could still feel it 
on her skin and leaking from her aching cunt lips. Everyone had been too 
exhausted to find something to wipe off with, so they lay covered with 
drying semen and love juice. 

She felt the radiating warmth of the bodies as each boy lay close to her. 
The sound of their breathing was relaxed and she didn't know if either was 
awake or sleeping. She wished she could see them, wished she had a mirror 
and could watch her sleeping studs. 

Sandra suddenly realized that she was smiling, and marveled at the change in 
herself. Where was the shame and the self inflicted pain? The voice in her 
mind was still and the only thing Sandy felt was a deep sensation of 
satisfaction and release. 

A body stirred at her side and she smiled as Terry lifted his head and 
looked into her eyes. "Well? Was it all right or are you still mad at me?" 
She slipped a smooth arm around his neck and pulled his face down to kiss 
him. When the kiss ended, she put her lips against his ear. 

"It was wonderful, thank you darling." The answer was simple but honest and 
she felt peace and gentleness as they kissed and nibbled at each other's 
faces. 

They were so busy kissing that Sandy had forgotten Danny until he sat up and 
ran a hand over the soft curve of her belly. "Hey, how about me?" 

When she pulled the boy close to kiss him she felt a little shy. She hardly 
knew him. It was ridiculous, he had been in her, had tasted the sweet 
pleasure of her most private place, yet she was being shy about kissing him! 
When she realized how foolish it was she laughed softly as she hugged and 
kissed his face. 

"Mmmmm, my new friend and lover. Thank you, Danny. It was wonderful!" She 
was happy to see his shy smile of pleasure. He returned her kiss warmly. She 
sighed in happiness as she snuggled up against the warm bodies of her two 
lovers, feeling lips and hands kiss and soothe her. In return, her own hands 
stroked and touched their flesh, enjoying the feel of their strong muscles 
under the smooth skin. 

"Boys, this is wonderful! I don't see how I've missed it all these years!" 
She giggled as her fingers found a semi-hard organ and squeezed. Danny 
grunted and his hand stroked up and down the silky thigh closest to him. 
Sandy sighed and stretched, the touch was so nice, she would have purred if 
she could have. Her other hand snaked out and found Terry's protruding 
member. It was lovely to lay here stroking the young cocks as their owners 
kissed and touched her soft body. 

"When I think of all the uptight women I know and think how happy they'd be 
like this, I could almost cry!" She was intrigued by Danny's quick answer. 

"Maybe all the women you know aren't as uptight as you think!" A warning 
movement from Terry stopped the other boy but it was too late. After 
throwing a puzzled look at Terry, Sandy turned her full attention on Danny. 

"What do you mean, honey?" He didn't answer but she wasn't going to let go 
that easily. She squeezed his prick and pulled gently at it. "Come on, tell 
Sandy all about it." She saw the hesitation in his face. She smiled at him 
as she sat up and turned until she was facing him. She teased the growing 
erection with soft fingertips and gently insisted. 

"Danny, we're good friends now and good friends don't keep secrets do they? 
What women that I know aren't as uptight as I might think?" She tickled the 
soft sac of balls that hung between his thighs. 

"Aw... I just meant..." He shrugged in Terry's direction. "Well, there's a 
sort of a... club in town. Lots of people belong, all sorts of people and 
they... have fun!" 

Sandra's heart beat a little faster, she had to know more from the boy. 
Still smiling, she leaned over for a little, her wet tongue swiped back and 
forth across the dry head of his penis. She heard him gasp and looked up at 
him. 

"What's the name of the club, I don't think I know about it." 

He didn't answer. 

"Tell me about it, darling, and I'll be nice to you." To prove her words, 
Sandy kissed the head, this time letting a bit of it slip inside her warm 
lips. He sighed and put his hand on her hair. 

"It doesn't have a name that I know of. It isn't a real club, it just sort 
of started.... Would you like to join?" 

There it was! That was the question she was asking herself. Her soft lips 
curled around the head, she needed some time to think! Liking this in 
private was one thing; could she stand for others knowing what she was 
doing? The cock in her mouth grew and swelled against her tongue. 

"You wouldn't have to join, you could talk to... a lady member if you want. 
Sort of get some idea," Terry said. 

So he knew about it too! She was thinking now. She began to bob her head, 
letting her lips swallow more of the smooth prick. She was a little 
uncomfortable and moved until she was on her hands and knees, her head 
lowered as if she were grazing on his cock. 

If she just talked to the woman it wouldn't do any real harm would it? The 
bed sagged a little and she wiggled her hips a little as she felt Terry's 
hand slip up her thighs and a finger moved between the opening lips of her 
sex. Lifting her head, she challenged Danny. 

"If I did talk to this 'lady' I wouldn't have to do anything? I could just 
talk if I wanted?" He nodded and she felt a firm pressure as his hand 
pressed at the back of her head. She felt a growing excitement as she sucked 
the hard knob back in against her tongue. Terry's finger was working in slow 
circles, making her more aware, more excited. His other hand soothed and 
stroked the trembling halves of her bottom. Danny reacted to her mouth by 
touching and teasing her hanging breasts. His other hand pressed harder on 
her head, making her swallow more and more prick, urging her head to bob 
faster. 

She felt the muscles in her vagina contract hard and the wetness suddenly 
spurted and covered her labia with an enticing slickness. She'd only started 
playing with them to tease them, now she was the one being teased! She was 
so filled with desire that she was moaning nonstop. Her mind was spinning 
and she was frightened when she felt the boys' raw, brutal hunger. 

Without any warning, Terry's finger darted between the cheeks of her bottom 
and speared her startled anus! The finger sank deep in her and Sandy whined 
as it twisted and turned inside her. 

Terry began to pull at her, slowly she found herself pulled free of Danny. 
The boy held her in a tight grip, his thumb jammed tight in her smarting 
anus and the forefinger deep in her pulsating cunt. She had no choice and 
meekly climbed astride his body. She was aware of the thick organ that 
quivered and throbbed beneath her. 

Terry's voice was urgent as he pulled the punishing finger free. "Fuck me, 
Mrs. Taylor! Go on, climb up on it and fuck me!!" Sandra was shaking with 
excitement, her fingers trembled as she held the spear of flesh and centered 
her wet hole over his cock head. Biting her underlip, she lowered her body 
onto it and groaned in exquisite pleasure as it shouldered its way up her 
tight sheath. Once, twice, she raised and lowered her trembling body on the 
greased wedge, her nerves jangled in her and a small orgasm snapped inside 
her like a huge firecracker!! 

She babbled and muttered as she lay atop the boy, her pelvis ground and 
pressed against the thick roof of his sex. She was behaving like a greedy 
slut and she loved it! She had forgotten about Danny until she felt his 
hands stroking her curved back. 

"Honey," she breathed, "that's right, touch me! Ohhh I need so much touching 
and loving." Each touch of his hands sent darts of excitement up and down 
her spine. Hands joined Terry's at her breasts and the feel of four hands 
covering her sensitive flesh was shattering. 

Terry plunged and bucked under her, shaking her body up and down. Danny 
began to move, stroking and touching her as he went. She was so engrossed 
with staying with Terry that she didn't pay any attention until she felt him 
hug up close behind her! 

"Wh.... what are you doing?" Her voice was shakey and nervous as she felt 
the long organ nestle up between the round cheeks of her shaking bottom. 

"I'm going to fuck your ass, Mrs. Taylor." The boy's voice was so calm and 
normal she found it hard to believe him. 

"Oh, honey, don't! I'm still so sore from Terry's.... Please baby don't hurt 
me, don't hurt Sandy like that!" She could have saved her breath; he didn't 
answer. She felt him calmly rubbing her wet juices along his shaft. She 
couldn't let him do this to her! She tried to pull away from Terry, but his 
strong hands caught her and pulled her down tight against his chest, leaving 
her quivering anus defenseless before the second boy. "Terry, honey, don't 
hold me down. Oh, honey, don't let him put it in there!" 

But the handsome boy just smiled and hugged her tighter! 

CHAPTER FIVE 

Sandy felt the boy press up closer behind her. A whimpering moan leaked out 
of her mouth. He was going to fuck her ass and there wasn't a thing she 
could do about it! 

A hand spread her helpless cheeks apart and the slick tip of his penis 
pressed up against her tight sphincter. 

"Relax!" Terry whispered in her ear. "Don't fight, just relax and let him 
in, it won't hurt so much that way." 

Sandy heard him, but she couldn't relax! 

A hysterical tension gripped her holding the tight ring of anus muscle rigid 
and resisting. 

Danny was rubbing the head of his cock around the sensitive opening. In 
spite of her fear, Sandy was aware of the strange, exciting pleasure that it 
gave her. 

"You have a great ass, Mrs. Taylor. I'm going to love it." 

Danny's unusual remark startled Sandy a little. As she thought about it, the 
prick head pressed in hard. She felt it make headway and a sunburst of pain 
flooded her senses. A deep shuddering groan flew out of her and she 
struggled to free herself. As her soft ass wiggled and tossed, Danny lunged 
again. 

"Aeeeiiii!!" she screamed, her tone rising. Terry forced her head around and 
muffled the sound with a kiss. His active tongue twined with hers and the 
scream faded to a strangled gurgle. 

The boy in back of her pressed in again, harder. Slowly at first, the 
swollen head slid past the entrance of her ass. Then it forced up into her 
tight rectum. Her mouth was filled with tongue and she couldn't scream, her 
body was held tight and she couldn't escape. She couldn't do a thing as the 
fierce pain seared her and his cock continued to surge up into her shaking 
ass. 

Danny gripped her full hips and pulled her back in a sharp motion. Caught by 
surprise, Sandy's helpless body was forced to impale itself on the awful 
pole! She shuddered as her soft cheeks slammed back against his firm belly. 
He was up her all the way!! 

Sandy lay limply on Terry's chest, all the fight was burned out of her. 
Danny's cock was stirring in her stretched anus. He was going slow, giving 
her a chance to get used to feeling him there. The pain receded slowly, 
leaving only a dull ache. Terry was still moving under her and she felt his 
thick organ slipping in and out of her tight vagina. She was beginning to be 
interested in what the thick pole was doing to her. She was becoming more 
aware of the slick ball of pleasure that was growing between her sweaty 
thighs. 

Danny moved again and she almost forgot the pain when she became aware of 
the strange sensation of two meaty cocks rubbing against each other, 
separated only by a thin membrane! Quickly the sensation turned into a 
thick, syrupy pleasure and she found her hips rolling and thrusting. First 
she pressed back against Danny, making the long cock squirm in her tight 
ass, then she pressed down on Terry, forcing the thick wedge deeper into 
her. There was still a pain, but she didn't care anymore. What was a little 
pain? 

"Oh darlings," she moaned as the rods rubbed against each other deep inside 
her body. "Darling boys, go on, fuck me! Both of you, I want you to tear me 
apart!!" 



She didn't recall hearing them leave. She was laying face down on the 
rumpled bed. She remembered someone drew a wrinkled sheet up over her 
exhausted body, but that was the last thing she remembered. 

In the morning she felt dull and stiff as she stumbled into the shower. The 
hot water drove the stiffness from her, but she was painfully aware of her 
body. As she dried herself she felt the burning sting of her stretched anus. 
It was so bad that she had to rub the small rosebud of her bottom with some 
ointment. As she walked, the ointment made her buttocks feel greasy and 
slick. 

She also noticed some small bruises on the soft flesh of her inner thighs. 
The bruises made her recall the night before. She sat on the edge of the bed 
dressed only in a pair of sheer panties as a parade of naked boy bodies and 
stiff young pricks passed through her head, her fingers unconsciously found 
her bared breasts and teased her nipples into hard points. 

She thought of Danny and felt a blush of shame hit her face. How could she 
have let both boys take her like that? She certainly hadn't fought the idea 
very hard. She could have refused when she first saw the strange naked boy, 
but she hadn't. She sat in the cold light of the morning and had to admit 
what a common slut she'd been. When she thought of the vulgar, lewd things 
she'd done and said when they both fucked her, she shut her eyes and just 
shook her head. 

It was then she noticed her busy fingers at her swollen nipples and felt the 
delicious answering tingle between her thighs. Oh no! No more of that! 

She jumped to her feet and dressed quickly, forcing herself to think of 
other things. 

After a quick breakfast, Sandy bustled around the house. First she 
straightened up Debbie's room, changing and making the bed, hiding all 
traces of her guilt. She tried to blank her mind as she cleaned and dusted. 
She didn't want to think. She was afraid to think at all. 

It was almost noon when the phone rang. The house had been so quiet that the 
sudden noise startled her. 

"Hello... Oh, hi Debbie darling. Are you having fun?... un huh well, that's 
nice. What?... Tonight too? Are you sure her mother really doesn't mind?... 
I suppose it's all right, as long as she doesn't mind. Do you need 
anything?... Okay, by by darling." 

She slowly put the dead phone back in its cradle. Debbie wouldn't be home 
tonight either. She had to let her stay; how could she tell her 
fourteen-year-old child she wanted her home because she was afraid she'd 
sneak out and find some boy to fuck. 

By two, Sandy had the house so clean that she couldn't find another thing to 
do. She was standing in the spotless living room when she heard a sharp 
knock at the front door. She hadn't seen anyone coming up the walk. 

At the door she looked out through the peep hole, her heart seemed to stop 
beating! Danny stood calmly on the front steps, where any nosey neighbor 
could see him! For a moment Sandy hesitated, but she had to let him in. It 
was better than having him standing out there! 

"Hi," he said calmly as he walked in. He seemed so sure of himself. She 
closed the door and leaned against it. She felt so shy with him. What does 
she say to a stranger that she'd been so intimate with? She thought of the 
things she let him do to her and fought to keep from blushing. 

"Well, hello Danny... why have you come here? Terry must have told you I 
don't like it." She was trying hard to be brisk and cool. It might awe the 
boy long enough for her to regain her composure, maybe. The boy's cocky grin 
killed that hope as it was born. 

"You said you'd like to talk to a member of the club today, now's the time! 
She's expecting us." Her mouth opened but nothing came out. She vaguely 
recalled groaning and babbling at him about it. Did she really say she would 
go today? 

Suddenly she felt very nervous and flustered, her cool attitude crumbled 
away. She took a few steps and collapsed on the sofa. Her bewilderment must 
have shown on her face. Danny quickly moved across the room and sat beside 
her. 

"Is something wrong, Mrs. Taylor? Are you sick or something?" She heard the 
genuine concern in his voice and gave him a shaky smile. His fingers covered 
her hand as it rested on her knee. "Are you scared of it?" She was surprised 
at the knowing sound in his tone. 

"Yes.... yes I suppose I am. It's one thing to say you'll do it when 
you're... excited, but now like this. I just don't know!" She felt tears 
gathering in her eyes and looked down, she didn't want him to see her 
crying. 

The boy didn't speak, but Sandy felt his other hand move to the back of her 
neck and gently massage it. Maybe he understood, maybe he could see how 
embarrassing and threatening all this was to her. 

The thought comforted her and the desire to cry slowly faded under the 
gentle touch of his strong fingers. She turned her hand over and laced her 
fingers in his. She sat still, holding his one hand as the other soothed the 
tension she felt. It was so nice! She felt so relaxed that soon she was 
leaning against him. Her head rested on his broad shoulder. 

She didn't mean anything sexual when she lifted her face to him. She was 
only going to say something but when her face came up to his level, the 
words died in her throat and her mouth was already opening to accept his 
tongue when their lips met. Their tongues touched and explored each other. 
His hand left her neck and the arm slipped around her shoulders, pulling her 
up close against his chest. She could feel the excited thump of his heart, 
the rapid beat matching the rapid beat of hers. 

The arm around her shoulders tightened and she felt his fingers brush along 
the underside of her swelling breasts. She thought she could feel the heat 
of his touch, even through the stiff material of her tight bra. 

Their lips left each other and she shivered as his lips kissed and nibbled 
down her neck. The kisses were so loving she didn't want them to stop. When 
his lips came to the neck of her blouse, her fingers were already fumbling 
with the buttons. She didn't stop there, she wanted to feel his kiss on her 
breasts! She couldn't reach behind far enough to unhook her bra, so she 
simply pulled down a shoulder strap and the cup and held the soft breast in 
her hand. When his lips reached her, she lifted the breast up to him and 
held it against his face as she fed him the hard nipple. 

Her head fell back and her eyes closed. This was so nice. She enjoyed the 
feeling, the insist-ant suction of his mouth, loved the gentle quality in 
him. She wanted to give him pleasure! 

"Danny?" 

"Hmmm?" 

"Sit up, darling. I want to give you something, my own special gift." The 
lips popped free of her nipple and he sat back on the couch. A full smile 
crossed her face. Her eyes never left his as her fingers solved the mystery 
of his belt. Gently her fingers worked the zipper down his fly. She didn't 
want to catch him in it! She felt the warm flesh under his trousers and her 
smile broadened. She'd been right, he wore no underwear. 

When she tugged at his jeans, he lifted himself a little and helped push 
them down past his knees. Then she allowed herself to look down at the sweet 
cock that pulsed in her hand. She felt her excitement rise as she stared at 
the long shaft and the dark red knob that glowed at the top. Her fingers 
stroked slowly up and down the shaft. She looked up at him, her voice was 
warm and husky. 

"Do you know what my present is?" 

His expression didn't change as he shook his head. 

"I'm going to suck you, darling. I'm going to suck you and lick you and I'll 
even swallow your lovely cum. Would you like Sandy to blow you?" Just saying 
that to him made her body vibrate with excitement. She'd never been so bold 
in her life! 

Instead of an answer, she was thrilled to feel his hand pressing against the 
back of her head, guiding her mouth down towards his standing organ. A happy 
shiver of pleasure went through her. She wanted to do it right, to make it 
perfect for him! She slipped down off the couch and wiggled in between his 
legs. She stopped only long enough to help pull his trousers away from his 
feet, then she pressed in close. As she bent over and blew her hot breath at 
the head, she hurriedly stripped off her blouse and bra. It wasn't until she 
was naked to the waist that she touched him. Holding a full breast in each 
hand, she squeezed the shaft between them, rubbing and pulling at his cock 
with her tender flesh. 

When she heard him groan with pleasure, she smiled to herself. This was 
going to be lovely. Looking down at the red tip nestling in the white cradle 
of her breasts, she saw a drop of oily love juice in the hollow eye of the 
tip. At last she couldn't wait any longer. She released her breasts and held 
the hard cock upright as her tongue flicked at the drop of fluid and drew it 
back into her mouth. The faint taste of the drop spread through her mouth. 
It was sooo good! 

She smiled shyly at him as she lowered her ovaled lips down over the thick 
crown. She brushed her hair back from her face. She wanted him to see every 
detail as she sucked him off!! 

When she'd taken all the slippery shaft she could, her cheeks hollowed and 
she sucked as hard as she could. As she did, she slowly lifted her head, her 
tongue rubbed back and forth across the thick cord on the underside of the 
prick. 

"Oh!" Danny sounded surprised and pleased at the same time. "Mrs. Taylor, 
that's so wild. Suck it... yes! Run your tongue all over it." She felt his 
warm hands slipping back and forth over her bare shoulders. Then a hand 
rested on the top of her hair. Fingers caught in her hair and pulled down, 
forcing more cock into her mouth. 

She followed the lead of his hand and her head was bobbing up and down like 
a insane puppet. Her fingers crept up and teased his dangling balls, 
tickling and stroking them as her mouth gobbled and gulped the standing 
shaft. The loud slurping and smacking sounds she made excited them both. She 
pressed even closer as she gorged herself on his firm flesh. The thick mass 
of excitement between her kneeling thighs began to bubble. The friction of 
her clamped legs was squeezing her swelling clitoris in a steady rhythm. 

Danny began to moan and thrust his body up and down. Her head was pulled and 
jerked around, but she stayed with him! 

Her own mind was a seething mass of wild ideas and plans. She wanted this to 
go on forever, she never wanted to stop sucking and working at the cock, it 
was just a little thinner than Terry's and she thought it was easier to suck 
and tongue. The feel of his hand in her hair was wonderful. She gloried in 
the strong, masterful way that the boy guided her passive mouth up and down 
his flesh and though she wanted it go on she wished at the same time that 
she could have his hot come. She wanted to swallow the full flood of his 
seed just as her twisting and rubbing thighs managed to bring her to her own 
climax! She wasn't fooling herself any longer; ever since that first moment 
in the garage, when she was eleven, this was her thing! From the first time 
her lips closed over a cock she was sunk. She was a hungry cock sucker and 
there was no way to hide it, not even from strange boys! 

She was so engrossed in her private orgy that she was caught by surprise 
when the sudden flow of fluid stained her panties and her orgasm surged 
through her, racking her body with shuddering spasms of mindless joy. The 
intense pleasure she was feeling must have transmitted itself to Danny 
because he stiffened and moaned under fierce attack. The shaft of the cock 
twitched a few times and she was gulping and swallowing as the torrent of 
hot semen gushed into the tight confines of her mouth. 

The fingers in her hair tightened and she was forced to bob up and down at a 
pace that left her breathless. She couldn't gulp down all of the come and 
felt it squirt out of the corners of her mouth and be smeared across her 
face. 

At last the tight grip in her hair relaxed and she was allowed to relax the 
aching oval of her lips. She moved slowly up and down the pole and licked it 
clean, searching for every drop of come that might have escaped her. Then 
she rested her head on his thigh and smiled as she felt one of his fingers 
find the smeared seed on her cheeks and rub it all over her face, coating 
her with his gift. 

She felt strong. Just knowing that she could so easily please this boy gave 
her a confidence that was new to her and now the idea of meeting others that 
shared her own hunger for this didn't seem to terrify her. The boy's lazy 
voice broke in on her thoughts. 

"We better clean up and leave, Mrs. Taylor. We're expected in a little 
while." She looked up at him for a moment, searching his eyes, wondering. 
"It will be okay, I promise you." His simple statement bolstered that new 
courage and she got to her feet. Her knees were still wobbly and she had to 
lean on his arm as she led him to the bathroom. 

She stood at the mirror, gently washing away the last traces of his semen 
from her face when she noticed a slightly pained look on his handsome face. 
"What's wrong, darling?" 

The boy blushed and didn't look at her as he answered. 

"Aw... I have to pee." 

She laughed in relief. But even as she laughed a small thrill of interest 
came to her. 

Keeping her voice as calm as she could she answered him. "Go on, honey, use 
the toilet. It won't bother me... maybe I'd like to watch." He threw her a 
doubtful look for a moment, but he couldn't wait much longer. By the time he 
was standing in front of the stool and was unzipping his pants, she found 
herself standing close to him. Her "yes were hot and eager as he pulled his 
limp hose from his pants and aimed it. 

She couldn't resist the impulse; without a word she replaced his hand on the 
prick with hers. A strong thrill ran through her body as she felt the organ 
pulse and watched the strong flow of urine spurt out and began making the 
water in the bowl bubble and froth. She bent over to see clearly, but a 
thought disturbed her. As she watched the yellow water hiss into the bowl 
she could imagine her face in front of it! 

She saw her mouth open and swallow the streaming cock and a tiny orgasm 
ripped at her belly as she thought of drinking it down!!! 

She felt shaken and upset when he was done and took the organ from her 
fingers and shook it. She felt a tiny drop of his urine spatter on her hand, 
she stared at it. Could she really do such a awful thing? She rubbed the 
spot off and walked from the room. 

As she got dressed she tried to banish the memory of her little day dream 
but it still clung to the edges of her mind and worried her. She shuddered 
and felt the goose flesh pop out on her arms. 

At the door she finally managed to use her good sense. "You leave now and 
walked down the street, darling. I wouldn't want my neighbors to see you 
riding off with me. Turn the corner and wait, I'll pick you up." She gave 
him a quick kiss and pushed him out of the door. 

Waiting until she was certain he had time to get around the corner, she 
found her purse and hurried out to the car. She glanced around as she walked 
and didn't notice any interested neighbors watching. Well, that was one good 
thing anyway. She started the car and tried to look calm and carefree as she 
pulled away from the house. 

He was waiting around the corner and slipped into the car before she could 
get it completely stopped. Just feeling him sitting in the car with her made 
her feel a little better as the doubts began to come back. 

Once they were well away from the neighborhood, he slipped a little closer 
to her and his hand fell on her bare thigh. Her skirt had ridden up a little 
and he calmly pushed it up further until he had the full expanse of her soft 
flesh to touch. A pedestrian would never have noticed, would have never 
known that the boy was touching and caressing the woman's leg as they sped 
by. 

Following his brief instructions she found herself driving in a part of town 
she didn't know very well. She knew that they were coming closer and her own 
nervousness was getting worse. The hand on her thigh wasn't helping. It had 
crept up until it was brushing against the mound in her panties and she 
couldn't concentrate very well. It did feel good. She wondered if her 
panties had dried. She hoped not, she wanted him to be able to feel the wet 
juices of her pussy, wanted him to know what his touch did to her! 

At last they pulled up a street on the outskirts of town. There was only one 
house, near the end of the street. She was relieved that no one would see 
them coming here. 

When the motor was off and she had the key safely in her purse, they got out 
of the car. 

Walking up the steps she felt a bubbling excitement rising in her. What was 
she letting herself in for? What was going to happen? 

Whatever she thought might happen she had never dreamed that she would be 
looking at a familiar face when the door opened! She stared at the round, 
pretty face, the blonde hair... Suddenly, her mind clicked and a name leaped 
to her tongue. Grace Davis!! 

Grace smiled broadly and hugged her up close. "Sandy, honey, I can't tell 
you how happy I am to see you!" The woman planted a warm kiss on her cheek 
and led her into the house. 

Sandra was in a daze, she recalled how she met Grace. They'd become fairly 
good friends when they met at the PTA!! The woman had moved away and they 
had lost contact with each other. Seeing her here and realizing that she was 
the "member" the boys had planned for her to meet shook her up. She fought 
the impulse to turn and run from the house. Besides, the woman had a firm 
grip on her arm as she towed her into a well-kept living room. 

Sandra saw Terry sitting calmly on a couch and her heart jumped. He'd been 
alone here with Grace. Had they been doing the same thing that she and Danny 
had? A small stab of jealousy hit her for a moment. She shook her head, this 
was no time to worry about that sort of thing! 

She sat stiffly on the couch, careful not to be too close to Terry. She 
heard the bright chatter that Grace was giving her and realized that she was 
trying to put her at ease. She found a drink in her hand and gulped it down 
without noticing the taste. It was strong and she felt warmth spreading in 
her belly, loosening some of the knots of tension. 

She stared at the round, blond woman. Grace hadn't changed much. She still 
had that cute, pert look that small blonde women often have. Her figure was 
small but perfectly rounded and full. Sandra had to admit that she was 
really good looking. Sandy wondered how good looking the boys thought she 
was? 

Grace bounced to her feet. "I'll make some more drinks. Why don't you help 
me, honey?" Sandy took the offered hand and followed the woman into the 
kitchen. She was surprised when the blond shut the door and moved up to her. 
Grace stood on tiptoe and kissed Sandy again. Sandy was still surprised at 
the intimate kiss as the woman leaned against the sink and grinned. 

"I know you must be nervous, honey. The first time I came out in the open 
like this, I peed my panties when I met a member!" 

Sandy, the larger woman, felt a blush cover her face but she couldn't think 
of a word to say. Grace laughed softly and began to mix some more drinks. 
She talked over her shoulder. 

"I hope you join us, Sandy. You have a lovely body and I think you'll love 
it. Ever since I've been in it, I wondered how you would react to something 
like this. You always were so proper and prim. I was really amazed when 
Danny told me about you and Terry. I didn't believe him until I met Terry." 
There was a long pause before Grace went on. Her voice went softer and 
lower. "Terry is... very nice." 

Sandra felt her back stiffen in spite of herself, but Grace hurried on. "You 
have to relax and let it happen, Sandy. Please, just let loose and enjoy 
yourself. I'm sure you'll like it." She turned and looked hard into the 
bigger woman's eyes. Sandra was shaken by the pure intensity of the gaze and 
felt a thrill of excitement run up her spine. The blonde's voice was a 
little breathless as she went on. 

"When we go back in there, I'm going to start the ball rolling. You just sit 
and watch and I bet that it won't be long before you join in; no time at 
all!" She giggled and took the tray out of the room, leaving Sandy staring 
after her. 

Back in the living room, the blonde had the drinks served and was sitting on 
the couch close to Terry. Sandra saw her own drink sitting next to Danny on 
the floor. After a moment's hesitation, she sank down on the soft carpet and 
sipped at her drink. She felt uncomfortable when she watched Terry's arm 
slip around Grace's small shoulders. His fingers traced little patterns on 
the woman's arm. 

Grace smiled up at the boy and gulped down the full contents of her drink 
before she turned to him. Maybe she was a little nervous as well, maybe she 
needed a drink or two to loosen up, Sandy thought. 

Sandy hardly noticed when Danny's arm slipped around her shoulders; she was 
staring intently at the couple on the couch. Terry bent down and she watched 
the movements of his open jaw as his tongue searched and explored the small 
woman's eager mouth. A small hand reached up and began to press gently 
against the boy's chest. It moved in slow circles and downward each time it 
went around. 

Soon the hand was at his belt, then it was pressing down on the obvious lump 
in the boy's trousers. 

Terry began to touch Grace's full breasts with light fingertips and Sandy 
could almost see the round little breasts swell and strain against her 
blouse. A trickle of electric sensation began to run through her own body as 
she watched the woman and the boy excite each other on the couch. 

Danny was sitting very close to her. She was aware of his body heat, but she 
didn't respond. She was so entranced with the couple that she was really 
unconscious of everything else. 

The two on the couch were openly touching and teasing each other now. Sandy 
watched as the woman's hand traced the outline of Terry's hard penis under 
the cloth of his pants. Terry was cupping and lifting her breasts now. His 
fingers stopped for a moment each time he managed to undo another blouse 
button. Soon the blouse hung open and Sandy and Danny watched as the boy's 
fingers stroked across the bare breasts. Grace wore no bra, her firm little 
breasts didn't need any support, at least not in private. Sandra licked her 
dry lips as she watched the rosy nipples grow hard and stand out in sharp 
little red points. There was a strong feeling of excitement between her own 
thighs and she didn't resist when Danny put his arm around her shoulders. 

Grace's own hands worked at the buckle and the belt dropped loose. She 
needed both hands to undo the tight snap and work the stiff buttons of the 
jeans. When she was done, the familiar thick organ of the boy stood up from 
the open jeans, its dull read head swelling and growing taut before their 
eyes. Grace darted a sly glance over to Sandra and slowly let her fingers 
curl around the thick shaft. 

Sandra was so engrossed in watching that she didn't know that Danny was 
calmly unbuttoning her own blouse and drawing it down her arms. She moved 
mechanically, helping as he did. She didn't notice his fingers as they 
unhooked her bra and let it fall free. 

Grace was leaning back, her tiny fist flew up and down the broad shaft as 
the boy pulled up her short skirt and his hands stroked and pressed against 
her tanned legs. She wore light blue panties and it was easy to see the 
darker blue of the crotch, growing darker by the second as her juices wet 
the dainty crotch piece. 

Sandra felt the warm hands on her own breasts and sighed as the soft thrills 
churned in the pool of black oil between the lips of her vagina. 

Terry's fingers were digging into the soft lips of Grace's cunt, still on 
the outside, pressing the thin material in ahead of his blunt fingers. The 
small blonde was breathing hard now. Her thighs shivered and trembled as 
they parted further and her little middle wiggled and squirmed under the 
urgent pressure of the boy's fingers. She looked over at Sandy and the woman 
could read a plea for understanding as the small woman wiggled free from the 
hand and stood up. 

Grace's small fingers shook as they fought to pull her skirt down her round 
hips. As the skirt began to move, she managed to hook the band of her 
panties and pulled them down with the skirt. Terry was on his feet as well 
and soon they were both naked. His strong arms steadied Grace as he lowered 
her to the floor near Sandy. She watched intently as the boy fell between 
the parted thighs and his hard cock pressed into the blonde mat of hairs, 
searching for the wet opening. 

Sandy couldn't help herself. When Grace sighed and groaned as the thick head 
wormed up into her, Sandy's own voice groaned in sympathy and she felt her 
own wet lips swelling and growing hot!! 

CHAPTER SIX 

Sandra couldn't tear her eyes away from the couple that lay next to her. She 
watched the slim little thighs raising and wrapping themselves around the 
strong back that hovered over her. They were so close that Sandy could see 
the thick stem spread and stretch the little blonde pussy as it forced 
itself into her squirming body. She sucked in her breath as Grace's little 
fingernails bit into Terry's back, making dents in the smooth skin. She was 
watching so close that she could almost feel the thick invader as it entered 
the small blond. 

Sandy was so entranced that she barely noticed Danny's fingers working at 
her skirt and didn't protest as he guided her to her knees so that he could 
pull down the rest of her clothing. When she sat back down, her eyes stayed 
with the other boy and the blonde woman as Danny's busy hands pulled her 
skirt and panties down her thighs. She didn't realize that she was naked 
until she felt a warm thigh brush against hers and found the stocky boy 
positioning himself between her soft legs, lifting and spreading them to 
make room for himself. 

Sandy stared at him for a second. It was as if he was a stranger. She almost 
didn't believe he intended to enter her until the hard tip of his cock 
nuzzled between the lips of her own sex and her own deep moan blended with 
the steady groans that escaped from Grace's slack lips. 

Even as she lay back and allowed the strong boy to penetrate the soft nest 
of her labia, Sandy's eyes stayed with Grace. A strange hunger filled her. 
She had to watch, she had to see another woman being speared and filled by 
her Terry's stalk. It was almost as good as having him in her. She could 
imagine that it was she that he was panting and grunting over. Danny's fine 
prick slithered up her wet sheath and she had to hug him and bite his ear a 
little, it felt so nice! 

Something brushed against her hand and glancing down she found Grace's small 
hand reaching out for hers. She glanced over to the blonde and saw the smile 
on Grace's lips as her blue eyes stared back at her. Sandy felt shy and a 
little strange as she fitted her hand in the other woman's and lay with her 
as each was being screwed by a beautiful boy!! 

It was a strange communion. Sandy could feel the woman's rapid pulse against 
her own and they seemed to blend into one another. She felt her raised knee 
brush against Grace's and enjoyed the feel of their smooth skin brushing 
against each other. This was lovely! She sighed and wiggled her bottom, 
making Danny's stiff rod twist and rotate in her wet box. Regular jolts of 
pleasure shot up her spine and she knew that her climax was near. Everything 
was suddenly right and all she could think of was the exquisite pleasure 
that was building up in her body. Her body moved freely and she found she 
could offer up her lush body to the boy without shyness, without any 
reservations. The feeling of Tightness was building steadily in her, filling 
her with a sense of well being. 

Grace's soft thigh was rubbing along hers in a regular stroke and the added 
pleasure simply teased Sandy higher. Her own soft belly shook and quivered 
as she stared down at the other two. She watched the wetness of their 
joining and imagined she could hear the soft sucking sounds as their 
genitals meshed and ground against each other. 

Danny was moving faster in her. The hard prong dove deep in her steaming 
cunt and the rod massaged her hard little love stalk as it quivered and 
stood fully distended. Small orgasms sputtered and sparked through her, each 
drove her to harder efforts and she heard the dull thudding as her soft ass 
pounded against the carpet. 

A delighted squeal caught her attention and she looked back just in time to 
see Grace's small body arch up from the floor, the tanned thighs jerked and 
flopped as she surrendered to her orgasm. Sandra could read the powerful 
emotions that raced through the small woman by watching her pretty face 
contort and strain. She wished she could kiss those red lips as they gasped 
and sighed as the delight of her climax shook her little body. 

She was surprised at the thought. She'd never felt like really kissing a 
woman before, not the way she wanted to kiss Grace! She couldn't think about 
it any more because she felt the boy in her stiffen and knew that he was 
about to come. It had to be good for him! She wiggled and clutched at his 
bobbing buttocks, her fingers gripped them hard as she pulled him deeper 
into her. When she felt the warm seed splashing into her she doubled her 
efforts and writhed and jerked her pelvis, her tight sheath gripped and 
pulled at the spouting cock, milking him, dragging every drop from his 
smooth young balls. 

She was so intent in making it nice for him that she didn't realize what she 
was doing to herself. The sudden blinding sensation that lifted her up and 
tossed her was incredible! Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her orgasm 
sucked the very breath from her as it thundered through her quaking body. 
She was aware of the continuing jets of warm sperm as it flooded her insides 
and her eyes rolled up into her head!! 

For the longest time she floated on the soothing pleasure that still teased 
and toyed at her nerve endings. She was aware when Danny slowly pulled free 
of her but all she could do was mutter a small protest. Her mind swung in 
lazy circles and she was content to rest, her eyes were closed, nothing 
intruded on her beautiful languor. Each moment that she stayed this way her 
body seemed to be sucking up energy from the very air. 

At first she ignored the gentle touch that ran up one thigh then up the 
other. The touch was warm and soft and she didn't think that it was worth 
opening her eyes to see what it was. She smiled as gentle hands lifted and 
parted her thighs, the fingers massaging the tender flesh. She heard a 
rustling sound then something warm and soft brushed against the dripping 
lips of her sex! It moved back and forth, darting out and touching her 
clitoris, then the wet inner flesh of her labia. This was nice but it was 
strange and she struggled with herself, trying to force herself completely 
awake. At last she managed to open her eyes and raise herself until she 
rested on her crooked elbows. 

When her blurry vision cleared she didn't believe what she saw!! Grace's 
small blonde head was pressed between her parted thighs and her red lips 
were glued to Sandy's cunt lips! The small tongue was darting up and down 
inside her. 

Sandy's sluggish brain struggled with what she saw. The woman was sucking 
and licking at her! Another woman was having sex with her!! Her eyes darted 
around the room and found both Terry and Danny laying close to them, both 
were watching intently as they fondled their own limp organs. 

"Grace!! My God, what are you do-ING!!' She couldn't keep her voice down and 
it rose in a scream as she felt the tongue worm up into her tight sheath. 
Sandy shuddered as she felt the darting tongue ignite small fires of passion 
in her belly each time it found a tender spot in her cunt. A raging red 
blush covered her body as she realized what the boys were seeing and she 
began to push and prod at the blonde's head, trying to force her face away 
from there. "Please," she whimpered as her embarrassment overcome her. 
"Please Grace... I'm not like that. I've never been with a woman... Aghhgg! 
Honey, don't lick me like that please, the boys are watching us." But her 
muscles had turned to butter and she couldn't begin to pry the mouth away 
from her and each time the wicked tongue burrowed into her, her strength 
faded still more until she lay back limply as she surrendered to the woman's 
eager mouth. 

Her belly shook and rolled as the steady surge of pleasure heated her veins 
and made her entire body tingle. It was awful and filthy but she couldn't 
stop her shuddering response to the perverted attack. All these years she'd 
known Grace and never once had she guessed that she had this terrible 
appetite! 

Grace's body began to move and for a moment Sandy thought that she might be 
stopping, but the mouth stayed fastened to her sopping split as the woman 
crawled sideways. It wasn't until the small woman's thigh lifted and she 
spraddled Sandy's face that the larger woman understood. 

Directly over her face she saw the blonde mound as it wiggled and pressed 
lower. She could see the wetness dripping from the little lips and winced as 
they fell on her face. She could see the very white skin of the little 
crotch. It contrasted with the tanned thigh and the strong difference made 
it look as if Grace still wore her panties. For a second she felt the tongue 
leave her aroused sex and heard Grace's voice as she hissed at her. 

"Suck me, darling, run your lovely tongue up into my aching twat. I know you 
want to, darling. Just let loose and do it!! I don't care if the boys see us 
so why should you?" Before she could even think of an answer the little lips 
sucked at the lips of her cunt again and she felt her mind spin out of 
control. "I know you want to..." the words bounced around in her confused 
brain. Did she? Could she really do a thing like that with another woman? 

She had little time to decide, the furry little sex lowered the last few 
inches and she felt the wet lips of the woman's sex mash up against her 
face. She could smell Grace's strong woman odor and was surprised that it 
wasn't unpleasant. The little groin moved back and forth rapidly, smearing 
the wetness all over her face. Something moved inside her and she groaned as 
the full, thick feeling of animal desire invaded her mind. She couldn't help 
herself, she was shaking and trembling as she slowly opened her mouth and 
let her wet tongue find the hard little button that stood up strong. 

When she felt Sandy answering her demands, the blonde's soft mound pressed 
down even harder. The bigger woman felt and tasted the dripping juices that 
were being squeezed into her open mouth, her throat worked and she swallowed 
it down. 

It didn't take any time at all. Before she even understood what was truly 
happening, Sandy was hooked! This was wonderful. She loved the smooth feel 
of a woman's flesh rubbing against hers. She shivered with eagerness as she 
felt soft hands touch and stroke her soft bottom. Her own hands curved high 
over her head and gripped the small bottom of the woman over her. Her 
fingers gripped and squeezed at the soft flesh of Grace's ass. 

She felt the small woman pulling away and tried to stop her, this was too 
nice to stop! But the action was too quick and she found herself alone. Her 
empty pussy throbbed and ached. But Grace wasn't leaving her. The small 
woman smiled broadly as she turned around and climbed atop of Sandy. She 
fitted her trim little body between the full thighs like a man and began to 
rub and press her own hard button against Sandy's! 

Sandra gasped as she felt the two clitorises rub against each other and the 
lightening flashes of pleasure made her jerk and lift her pelvis, seeking 
more and more contact with that hard little nub. 

"Isn't this nice, honey," Grace whispered at her as she hunched and strained 
over her. Sandy could only nod her head, she didn't trust her voice, she 
might scream and babble if she opened her mouth. Her answer was the hard 
thrusts of her body as she met and ground herself against the blonde. 

Grace moaned and rolled her head, it was easy to see how she loved it. Every 
inch of her compact little body quivered and shook as she strained to be 
closer to Sandy. Her moving lips brushed against the woman's full breasts 
and she sucked and licked at each nipple until they stood hard and sharp 
against her own soft breasts. Craning her neck she found the woman's wet 
face and began to lick the crotch juices from the smeared lips and cheeks. 

Sandra shook under the touch of the tongue and her own snaked out to touch 
and toy with the small tip of Grace's tongue. Grace raised her head for a 
moment and Sandy guessed she was looking over at the boys. She knew they 
were watching but she couldn't care any longer, she had to keep rubbing and 
working herself up against the soft little body, this delicious new thrill 
was far more than she could handle! 

"Roll over on your side darling," the small woman panted to her. Sandra 
obeyed meekly, still pressing and pushing against the soft little mound in 
front of her. 

They lay side by side, soft bellies rubbing against each other, thighs 
locked as their tender groins bumped and rubbed up together. 

Sandy was enjoying it, but she didn't understand why they had to move. But 
it didn't take long for her to learn! She heard a rustling sound and then 
felt the warmth of a naked body pressing along hers from the rear. She 
looked over her shoulder and found herself staring into the laughing eyes of 
Terry. She stared open-mouthed at him for a second, then looked over to 
Grace, she was busy with Danny, he had slipped up and lay close to her too. 

"Are you having fun?" The sardonic tone of the boy's voice jerked her around 
and she flushed as she looked at him. "Grace is really something isn't she?" 
That comment was whispered in her ear as she felt his face press up against 
her neck and his lips nibble at an ear-lobe. Grace pulled away a little and 
Sandy looked back to her. The blonde's slim thigh was raising and Danny's 
long cock was slipping up inside the wet slot. 

She felt her own leg being lifted and the thick staff of Terry's organ slid 
between her thighs and looked for the opening. "Help me baby," he whispered 
and she flushed a little as she reached between her thighs and found the hot 
tip of the organ and slipped in it between her sloppy lips. 

"Uhhhhghhh." The hard cock found her slippery sheath and went up into her. 
She had to close her eyes as she felt it fill her, and she was so 
preoccupied that she was startled when she felt a finger slip between the 
lips and touch her clit. Her eyes popped open and found Grace as she was 
working her finger up and down the slit, touching both of them. The little 
blonde slipped a finger in her own little box and began to stir it around 
but Sandy knew what was expected of her. Gently she pulled the woman's hand 
away and inserted her own finger, gently she masturbated Grace as the small 
blonde did the same for her. 

Each stroke that wormed its way up into her was making her feel more wide 
awake. She enjoyed the sensation of having the boy taking her from the rear 
as the woman excited her from the front. Something about being close like 
this, feeling Grace's hot breath against her breasts excited her. The 
smaller woman was panting and wiggling as she took the long prick in her 
little body. Sandy herself shuddered and her breathing as she felt the full 
length of Terry's yard slipping up into her, nudging her womb. 

Soon hands were fondling and touching breasts and bellies as well as clits 
and the dull slapping of flesh on flesh filled the room. Sandy was amazed 
that she could become so hot so soon and she felt the rising tide of her 
climax coming nearer until she heard Grace's excited voice. 

"Oh, God this is groovy!'- Boys don't come yet, let's have a ball. I want 
you to fuck me and suck me. Let's come, let's never stop!!" There was a 
strange animal tone in the voice and it was catching. 

Sandy felt it almost at once and her excitement grew. She and Terry watched 
as the little woman turned until she was laying flat on her stomach as the 
boy continued to pound the long hose up into her. Grace felt herself being 
pulled until she was laying on her back, on top of Terry, the thick prick 
still pressing up into her cunt. The action got wilder and wilder. 

Grace had pulled loose from Danny for a moment, she whirled and began to 
suck the hose-like cock into her mouth, her red tongue flashing up and down 
the white shaft as the boy pulled her face up tight against his belly. The 
little blonde's hand slipped down between Sandy's spread thighs and fondled 
his balls as she took more and more of the other cock down her willing 
throat. 

Sandy suddenly stood up and turned around, she squatted down over Terry's 
upthrust cock and slammed her bottom down on it, shoving the thick wedge up 
into her in one stretching stroke. As she labored up and down on it she 
heard a squeal and found Grace crawling towards them. The blonde kissed and 
sucked at Terry's tongue, her bottom waved in the air and Sandra helped 
Danny stuff his long prick into the woman's dripping cunt. As she did she 
ran her fingers back and forth over the boy's balls for a moment. As she 
pulled her hand back she couldn't resist the temptation and swiftly jabbed 
her finger into the pink rosebud anus that peeked out from Grace's 
milk-white buttocks. She was pleased when the little blonde's body arched 
backward and twisted as she felt the finger wiggle and squirm in her 
unbelievably tight rectum. 

Grace knew who was tormenting her like that and she whined and squealed 
again as she stared up at Sandra. Her pretty mouth opened and she began to 
busily suck hard at the larger woman's full breasts. She licked and sucked 
the whole breast, her tongue ran under the breast and licked at the crease 
where the flesh joined her ribcage. Sandra grunted and pulled at the blonde 
hair as she rode up and down on the heavy cock of the boy under her. 

The whole world had gone insane! Nothing was forbidden, no act too wild or 
too vulgar. Anything her demented mind could think of she could do! The 
reality of the freedom shattered what little reserve she still maintained 
and Sandy became a raging beast. She licked and sucked, hunched and pumped. 
Cocks, breasts, bellies, bottoms. Nothing was safe from her, she denied 
nothing to any hand or mouth that sought her out!! 

At one moment she found herself laying with her head pressed in between 
Grace's strong thighs, her tongue worried and worked at the hard little 
clitoris as Danny's prick slithered in and out of the frothing cunt right 
under her nose. From time to time she would allow her tongue to stray and 
bathe the flashing cock, tasting the slippery juice that it brought up from 
deep inside the blonde. 

She felt Grace come and then come again as they worked. She heard the 
strangled scream and gurgle as the woman abandoned herself to flesh, nothing 
but flesh! 

Hands were pulling at her for a moment and she felt herself being lifted 
until she lay across the seat of a chair, her knees were on the floor. Terry 
made her close her soft thighs and then jammed his slippery cock in between 
them and began to fuck her thighs, the hard stem just rubbing lightly along 
the lips of her gaping twat. A flash of white and tan moved in the corner of 
her eye and then Grace was wriggling under her and buried her face against 
the soft flesh of Sandy's belly. She screamed and pressed down harder as she 
felt the small woman gently biting and pulling at her burning clit as 
Terry's cock brushed against her chin. She slid down off the chair a little 
further to let the mouth have a better shot at her. Looking back she watched 
as Danny was bending over, his handsome face was buried between the 
quivering buttocks and she could hear loud sucking sounds as he ate the 
little blonde pussy. 

Each boy was sobbing now, they gritted their teeth as they rammed and 
slammed themselves up into the women that crouched in front of them. Each 
had a soft bottom to run into, each had a pair of rippling hips that churned 
and turned in front of them as they approached their delayed climaxes. Both 
Sandy and Grace felt a delicious exhaustion, each had climaxed over and 
over, each was full of the wonderful sensations that burned and itched in 
their running cunts. 

"Darling," Grace called out to Danny as he strained up against her. "Tell me 
when you're going to come. Please, honey, tell me." Sandy didn't need to be 
told what she intended, it was a good idea! 

"Yes, Terry, you tell me too and I'll show you how much I love what you've 
done for me, tell me when you're going to come!" 

The boys answered, almost in a chorus. Shouts of, "Ohhh I'm coming," and 
"Now, now!" rang in the room. Sandra was the first to move now. She pulled 
free and quickly turned around. As quickly as she moved, it wasn't fast 
enough, the thick cock was spurting out its hot seed as she came up to it. 

It flew into her hair and over her face before her sucking mouth found it 
and drank deep of the delicious semen that it still contained. Out of the 
corner of her eye Sandy watched as Grace managed to get the bobbing head of 
the long cock in her mouth before Danny came. 

The little blonde body jerked when she felt the impact of the hot come in 
her mouth. The little belly shook as her throat muscles began to work 
frantically as she tried to keep with the flood of semen that spurted and 
splashed from the end of the organ. The little woman coughed and a fine 
spray of come spattered her thighs as she gripped the long prick and sucked 
and swallowed as fast as she could. 

Later, after each woman had sucked each prick dry, and licked each organ 
from balls to tip, making sure they didn't miss a single stray drop, they 
regretfully let the softening cocks fall from their mouths. 

Sandy lay on her side trying to catch her breath. For a long time Grace 
remained on her knees, her head hung down as she gasped and shuddered as the 
last of the mad passion drained from her body. 

Finally the small woman crawled over to her. "Come on, darling, I know two 
ladies who have earned a nice soothing shower!" She helped Sandy to her feet 
and the two groggy women walked unsteadily to the door. Looking back, they 
were amused to see the boys laying where they fell, their drying cocks lay 
limply on their thighs. 

The hot shower revived them a little. Grace smiled and took the sponge from 
Sandy's hand. "I'm the hostess here, I'll do the honors." Sandra stood 
calmly as the smaller woman gently bathed and sponged her, deft fingers 
rinsed the sweat and juices from her matted groin and thighs. She felt 
restored and clean before the little blonde began to wash herself. Grace 
looked up at her, her gaze was a little reserved. 

"Well?" 

"Well, what darling?" They both giggled and hugged under the hot shower. 
"Let's get out of here before we both drown," Sandy murmured and they shut 
off the water and began to towel each other dry. 

As Sandy gently blotted the water from Grace's tanned skin, the little woman 
stretched and began to talk softly. "Oh, that was terribly wild wasn't it? I 
love it when it gets crazy like that." She glanced back at Sandy with a 
frank look in her eye. "You know it took me a long time before I could learn 
to swallow come. It still makes me gag a little, but I can tell that like 
it. I was really surprised to watch you drink it down like that. When did 
you first learn to do that?" The frank question made Sandy blush a little, 
but it was all right now, she didn't mind talking about things like 
this-with Grace. 

"I was eleven, I swallowed the first time, it's never bothered me since 
then." She was uncertain what effect her frankness would have and waited. 
After a pause she heard a soft giggle. 

"Eleven? Oh my God! I was twenty-three, my husband Tom taught me. Eleven!!! 
I never would have believed it!" Suddenly she turned around and took the 
towel from the larger woman. 

They didn't talk for a moment, each was lost in her own thoughts as Grace 
dried and rubbed Sandra's silky skin. Finally the little blonde made a 
little sound and moved close so that she couldn't be seen. "Can I ask you a 
very, very personal question. It's okay if you say no." The strange little 
tone in the other's voice was intriguing. 

"Sure, ask away." The hands were rubbing the towel up and down her round 
buttocks as the blonde spoke. 

"Terry and Danny told me that they've... well, they said they fucked you 
here." A small finger slipped up between the cheeks and touched her anus 
gently, then quickly pulled free. 

There was a long pause in the close room. Sandy didn't know what to say. She 
hadn't expected that question! The woman's voice intruded on her thoughts, 
the tone was tiny and worried. 

"I said it would be all right if you didn't answer." For another moment 
Sandy considered, then she shrugged. 

"Oh it's all right, I guess... yes they did! Both of them. At different 
times I mean..." She didn't know how to go on, it was such a strange subject 
to be discussing like this. She turned to look at the smaller woman. "Why? 
Is all this important to you, or do you just get your kicks by asking?" 

"No! Please, it's very important to me. Look, I'll tell you the truth. Until 
just a few months ago sex scared me, and I admit I tried to stay as far away 
from it as I could... then I met Danny and, well, things happened that's 
all. Since I joined the club it's been fine but I still have some hangups. 
I... I'm not as much a super chick as I tried to tell you earlier..." The 
worried expression on the blonde's face melted Sandy's frosty attitude and 
she hugged her close to her. 

"I'm glad you told me. I'm afraid of all this too, a little. But you see 
it's so much better than the way I was living before that I have to learn, 
I'm going to get rid of all my hangups!" 

In Grace's room the little woman handed her a robe to wear. She had one 
herself and they both slipped into them. "How can you stand to... I mean it 
doesn't it hurt when they put their pricks in your... ass?" The innocent 
wonder in her voice almost made Sandy laugh out loud. Suddenly she was the 
worldly one, the idea made her feel good, confident. 

"It burns like fire, darling, the pain will make you spin." 

"Why do you let them do it then?" 

"Because, darling, it also feels so good that I simply can't describe it to 
you. You'll just have to try it to find out." The little blonde blushed a 
little and busied herself with her comb. 

"That's what I've been leading up to... I want to try it! I've wanted to for 
a long time but I've been too chicken! Will you... stay with me if I let 
Danny do it? Just be there I mean?" Sandy did laugh this time. Her hand 
smoothed the blonde hair. "Grace, if I do I'll probably end up right beside 
you, with one of those hard cocks up my ass too!!" 

They were still laughing as they walked back into the living room but the 
laughter slowed and died altogether. They stood in the doorway and stared. 
Both boys were sitting on the sofa, still naked. Both were grinning at the 
women as they ran their hands up and down stiff cocks. Sandra felt a certain 
tightness as she stared at them, she tried not to be too impressed but the 
dull red tips of the cocks seemed to glow and she felt her belly tighten. 
She heard a soft sigh leak out of Grace beside her. They each moved at the 
same time, as if they were obeying a silent command. Hands were busy tugging 
loose the belts of the robes as they crossed the room. Both were naked by 
the time they came to the couch. 

Touch followed touch, sigh and soft moans echoed in the room. White thighs 
flashed and lifted as trim young bodies strained and tossed. Each woman was 
lost in a tight vortex of emotion. Each clung to her boy, attached to him by 
the stiff organ that pierced her. The world seemed to slip away as mouths 
and hands lifted them higher and higher. The slapping of flesh meeting flesh 
echoed back and forth in the shadows of the room. 

Sure was hard! Sandy shook her head from side to side and a continual whine 
of pleasure and pain dribbled out of her slack mouth. The thick cock was 
knifing in and out of her again, she had lost contact with the rest of the 
world. All she could feel and touch was Terry's cock as it pumped at her, 
making her juices gush out and run down the moving cheeks of her bottom. She 
gasped again and again, it was coming! She could feel it, her body strained 
and plunged against his. She needed this orgasm, she'd worked hard for it 
and her hunger for the release wouldn't be denied. She worked herself up and 
down his pole with an increasing frenzy. Just as she thought it was there, 
she heard footsteps on the porch outside! She couldn't stop! She heard Grace 
stir and sigh, she'd heard it too. 

"It's all right, honey, it's just the others, don't be afraid." There was no 
knock, the knob on the door began to turn as Terry began to press and slam 
against her with a renewed fury. Her mouth fell open as the first wave of 
the orgasm tore at her and her low scream reached the group that stood in 
the door. She saw them but her eyes were glazed and she couldn't make out 
any faces. 

"Ughhhhggg!! Huh!" the deep animal grunts were forced out of her. She 
collapsed into a squealing frenzy as the orgasm overtook her. The last thing 
she saw before she went mad was terrible!! 

For a brief moment her vision cleared and she grunted and moaned like a mad 
animal as she stared directly into the startled eyes of her daughter, 
Debbie!! 

CHAPTER SEVEN 

Long after the last spasm of her orgasm had faded away she still stared at 
her daughter. She was aware of other people in the room, she even noticed 
that they were rapidly undressing, chattering and laughing as they did. She 
noticed all those things, but her real attention was on Debbie. The slender 
girl stood by the door across from her. She was staring at her mother, a 
strange, shy look on her face. As if she wasn't certain what her mother's 
attitude would be. 

Sandra wasn't certain either, what could her attitude be? She would find it 
difficult to be outraged and motherly, especially as she was sitting naked 
in front of the girl, the white semen of a sixteen-year-old boy dribbling 
out of her vagina! There didn't seem to be any attitude that she could have, 
she couldn't even think of anything to say to her. She saw the hesitancy in 
her face and couldn't think what she should do. The answer, when it came, 
didn't come from her. 

As she stared she saw a tall, good-looking man throw his shorts aside and 
stride over to her little girl. The naked man was awesome, his huge staff 
waved back and forth as he walked and she could see that it wasn't even 
fully hard yet. 

"Hey, what's the matter, honey, slip out of those things." His deep voice 
reached Sandra easily. His hand stroked her daughter's face, then dropped 
down until it toyed with the small breasts that pushed out under her thin 
shirt. Debbie whispered something to him, her hand stroked up and down the 
firm muscle of his arm. They certainly weren't strangers! The man looked 
over his shoulder at her then shrugged his shoulders and said something to 
Debbie that she couldn't hear. At the same time he took her arm and led her 
across the room to a pile of pillows. The man bent down a little and kissed 
Debbie flush on the lips. Sandra saw her daughter's jaws open and knew the 
man's tongue was searching about in her mouth. She was still frozen on the 
couch. All she could do was watch as the man quietly pulled Debbie's shirt 
off and threw it aside. The girl shrugged and began to undo her tight jeans 
but the man pushed her hands away and did it himself. With nothing to do, 
Debbie's little hand reached out and caught the thick cock that grew out of 
the man's groin. Sandy saw how calmly her daughter handled the organ and she 
felt a small tingle of interest grow in her. She tried to ignore it; this 
was no time to turn crazy, this was serious! She had to do something. 

The man turned his head in profile and Sandy recognized him. It was Paul 
Morgan, Debbie's math teacher!! 

"Hi, you're new aren't you?" The voice spoke in her ear and startled her 
badly. She spun around on the couch and found herself facing a middle-aged 
woman wearing glasses and nothing else. She knew the woman, not to speak to, 
but Sandy had seen her picture in the paper. She was the wife of one of the 
local politicians. The last name escaped Sandy but the first name was Agnes. 
Seeing her here like this made Sandy stutter when she did manage to answer 
the woman. 

"Oh... ye... yes, yes I am." 

The woman nodded and smiled, just as if she were at a tea. A hand that wore 
a large diamond reached out and touched Sandy's naked thigh. 

"You're very beautiful, I couldn't help noticing you when we came in. You 
were having such a good time I felt left out." The hand on her thigh moved 
again and Sandy was amazed as the fingers moved deliberately to her open 
lips and began to smear the wet come about, coating her entire sex with it. 
Agnes' glasses flashed as she looked up at Sandy, she smiled again and 
kissed her on the lips! 

Sandy was still thinking about that when the small woman calmly bent over 
and nestled her face between Sandy's spread thighs. She gasped as the 
woman's tongue lashed out and began to lick the wet lips! The tongue found 
her clitoris and worried it back and forth, forcing it to grow hard against 
Sandy's wishes! She stared down at the head between her thighs. The woman 
wore her hair in a severe permanent, the hair was graying. The head moved 
back and forth as she sucked and ate the amazed Sandy. 

There was an air of insanity in the room. Every person here wanted the same 
thing, and they went about getting it with a confident air of determination 
that staggered Sandy. She stared around the room. Most of the women were 
strangers. She had seen some of them around town but she didn't know much 
about most of them, except this woman; this strange, prim looking woman who 
was doing such terrible things to her! A movement in the corner caught her 
eye and she remembered Debbie. 

For a moment she stared at them, but she couldn't believe what she saw. Paul 
Morgan was leaning back on the cushion, his arm was around Grace. They were 
kissing and touching each other. One of his hands rested calmly on her 
daughter's head. She stared with sick wonder at her daughter, stared at her 
as if she were a stranger. She saw the pretty mouth stretched as far as it 
could go as it was wrapped around the teacher's huge prick. Sandy's lovely 
little daughter was calmly blowing the man! This couldn't be real, it 
couldn't be happening! But as she watched, Debbie's expert fingers stroked 
up and down the awesome shaft. Sandy had to admit to herself that it didn't 
look as if it was the first cock she'd ever sucked!! 

A disturbing sensation was moving in her. As she watched her daughter, she'd 
forgotten about the woman. Looking back down, she was vaguely surprised to 
see one of her hands pressing down on the gray hair as her other hand 
stroked and pinched the woman's breast. She saw the long, brown nipple 
growing hard under her touch and the sensation became even more disturbing. 
She couldn't stop her full hips from moving a little, the woman was sucking 
so nicely at her and it felt too good to sit still for, she had to help! 

A low burst of laughter floated up from the floor near them. Looking down, 
Sandy saw Terry laying back, his arms folded under his head. A slim woman 
sat next to him. They laughed again as her hand moved up under his 
testicles. Even as she watched, Sandy saw his young prick began to harden 
and rise under the woman's touch. She felt a little jealous, but even more 
than that, she marveled at Terry; didn't he ever get tired? 

A sudden tremor of pleasure shook her and she realized the little woman who 
was eating her had succeeded in arousing her completely! She sagged back 
against the couch as the wonderful tongue drove all her troubles away. She 
wanted to help. She ran her hand up and down the woman's curved back. The 
woman seemed to like it. She made a funny sound and wiggled under Sandy's 
hand. 

The response pleased Sandy and made her bolder. Her hand moved down the soft 
skin until she was gripping hard at the plump bottom. It felt soft and 
smooth! A finger wormed down between the wiggling cheeks until she found the 
woman's own wet slit. She was a little shy for a second, but the round ass 
pressed back against her, almost pleading for more. She bit her underlip and 
slid the fingers up inside the dripping box. 

She felt the little woman's sheath clamp down around her finger and she 
smiled to herself as she jiggled it back and forth. As she did that she let 
her eyes travel around the room again. Everything had picked up pace. Some 
of the people had disappeared. They must have gone into other rooms. The 
ones who remained were getting serious. She shivered a little as the tongue 
wiggled harder in her sex and she saw the whole room in a new light. 

The slim woman was still handling Terry. 

Sandy couldn't remember her name but she knew the woman ran a dress shop in 
town. Her slender hands had worked the boy back up and were flying up and 
down the thick stalk of his rod. She could see the boy's hand up between the 
slim thighs and from the way the shop owner was jerking and rolling her 
hips, it was apparent his fingers were busy! 

Her eyes moved on. She knew what she really wanted to see but wasn't certain 
if she should. At last she couldn't stand it and she stared hard at Debbie 
and the teacher. 

When she found them on the floor her heart skipped a few beats! She saw the 
pretty little girl climbing atop the big man, her little cunt lips were 
centered over the big pole of his cock. She shuddered when she saw how big 
it really was and couldn't see how Debbie was going to manage. Grace was 
still with them. The little blonde scampered around until she got her head 
between them. Holding the monster prick in her hand she bent forward and 
forced the mushroom tip in her mouth. When she pulled back, the knob of 
flesh gleamed with saliva. Still holding the cock she said something to 
Debbie and Sandra held her breath as she watched her daughter's pretty 
little cunt lips slip down over the wet tip. She could see the smooth lips 
swell and stretch as the cock head was completely sucked up inside the 
child. Grace was making strange comforting sounds as Debbie sat slowly down 
on it, taking the swollen member, inch by shuddering inch! 

Sandy pushed down hard on the gray head that was glued between her thighs 
and she pulled and jabbed fiercely at the woman's twat as she watched her 
daughter impale herself on the man's stake. She could see the tension in the 
muscles of Debbie's back and she could almost feel the stretching and 
rending the prick must be causing. Small orgasms flickered in her own slot 
and rolled her pelvis up against the sucking mouth; 

A slender boy interrupted her thoughts. She was thrilled by his erect young 
prick. It was pink and white and there was hardly a hair on it. Her hunger 
for it flamed as she stared at it and she knew she'd have to meet him. He 
paused a moment and looked around the room then he hurried towards her! But 
the boy wasn't looking for her. He bent over and pulled gently at the woman 
in Sandy's lap! 

His hands stroked up and down the curved back when he spoke. 

A bombshell couldn't have surprised Sandy more! 

"Mom? Come on, they're waiting for us." He pulled the resisting woman away 
from Sandy. 

As they walked across the room her widening eyes saw the jeweled hand stroke 
along the boy's standing prick, testing it. "Mom??" She sat stunned as she 
thought of all that that could mean! 

Sandy moved a little and was suddenly aware of how painfully hot she was. It 
wasn't fair! 

The woman had been pulled away before she could finish what she started. 
Sandra felt uneasy and got to her feet. She was aware of Terry and the woman 
near her and watching as the slim woman rode up and down on the boy's cock 
as she sat astride him made her vagina contract. She had to move! 

She didn't want to go any nearer to Debbie than she had to, so she turned 
and walked down the hall, away from the couples in the living room. All of 
the bedrooms were in use and none of the doors were shut. She walked slowly, 
the fire between her thighs jangled and plucked at her nerves and she needed 
something! 

In the first bedroom she watched for a moment as two women worked slowly on 
the saliva slick organ of a young man. She knew both of the women by sight 
from her visits to the supermarket. They were housewives, just like herself. 
Each woman was naked and they rubbed and pressed their bodies up against the 
man's legs as they took turns sucking and licking at his pulsating organ. 
Sandy stared at the swollen shaft, she could see the blue veins curling up 
around it, the thick meaty head shone as the wet tongues worked back and 
forth over it. The young man was barely touching the women, they were taking 
care of their own needs by pressing their wet cunts up against his boney 
knees. 

Just looking at the hard meat made Sandy's need grow unbearable and she 
couldn't stand to watch any more! She pulled herself away from the door and 
moved on down the hall again. Each step bothered her, the movement of her 
thighs forced the juicy lips of her labia to rub against each other and 
small jolts of excitement spun around in her. The agitation was so bad that 
she had to stop for a moment and her finger slipped between the tortured 
lips and stroked the burning little clitoris. This was insane; here she was 
masturbating in a house full of people that would be happy to take care of 
what she needed! 

She heard a low whimpering and squealing sound coming from the bathroom and 
slowly peeked around the door. A naked woman sat on the edge of the tub, a 
slim young boy stood in front of her. The woman's arms held him tight 
against her. Her eyes were closed but her mouth was working. The need in 
Sandy's belly grew hotter as she watched the woman suck and swallow the 
boy's hard young prick. The woman's head came back for a moment and Sandy 
was shocked as she recognized the contorted face of Alma Peterson, the head 
librarian! A true sense of amazement came over her as she watched the woman 
she had considered so dried up and cold as she managed to press the full 
length of the boy's cock in her mouth, some of it must be in her throat! 

As she watched Sandy couldn't resist and the finger crept back between her 
thighs and she toyed with herself as she watched. The boy began to groan and 
he clutched at Alma's short hair, dragging the woman's face up close against 
his belly as his hips jabbed the hard staff up into her slobbering mouth. 

"Aggggg!!" The boy growled and snorted as he stiffened out. "I'm coming,... 
it's coming, Miss Peterson!" The woman quickly jerked her head back, her 
hand jerked rapidly up and down the slick shaft. The first burst of white 
cum shot through the air and spattered across the woman's pendulous breasts! 
Her free hand found it and rubbed it all over her skin. Again the cock spit 
its gooey mass out of the head and the results hung swaying from Alma's lips 
and chin. The woman groaned and began to wiggle and jerk her own pelvis as 
spurt after spurt of the white seed splashed and dripped on her body from 
her face to her belly. The grunting moan that came from the woman's fouled 
mouth convinced Sandy that she was watching the librarian climax, an orgasm 
caused by nothing but the smearing of hot cum on her body!! 

Her own finger was working rapidly up and down as she continued to watch as 
Alma shook the softening penis, trying to squeeze the last drop from the 
tube. She was startled when she felt a hand grasp hers and stop her moving 
finger. A deep voice rumbled in her ear. 

"There are a lot of better ways of having fun, honey. Come with me!" She 
found herself being dragged down the short hall towards the back bedroom. 

The man dragging her was tall and well-built, she could see his organ as it 
hung, half-hard, between his thighs. He didn't speak or even look at her as 
he pushed her into the bedroom. 

There were twin beds in the room and she remembered vaguely now that Grace 
had two children. She wondered where they were. On one bed she saw a young 
boy as he lay between the spread thighs of a woman, the boy's head moved and 
she easily recognized the woman who had been sucking and tonguing her. Was 
she really doing that with her son? The idea made Sandy shudder and she 
wasn't certain if she liked the idea or it horrified her. The other bed was 
vacant and the man was pushing her towards it. 

She hit the bed and the man's strong hands positioned her until she knelt on 
it, on her hands and knees. She felt him slip up behind her and a real fear 
came over her until she felt the hot knob of his dick find the wet lips of 
her pussy and slip up in her. In one hard shove he was in her to the hilt. 
She had been so hot and slippery that he didn't have much trouble and almost 
at once she felt the sweet stabbing pleasure spreading through her body. Her 
lips revolved slowly as she rubbed the softness of her buttocks against him 
and made the hard staff in her move and pull at the hairy lips of her 
dripping opening. 

There was something so unreal about all this. She crouched in front of him, 
her eager body accepting him and she had never seen him before in her life! 
It was so wild and strange to be so intimate with a man you've never said a 
word to. It was primitive! 

She heard a grunting squeal from the woman on the next bed and watched as 
the glasses on her face flashed in the light as her head shook from side to 
side. Her thighs were lifted high and Sandy could see the woman's toes 
curled into small fists as she shuddered and convulsed through an orgasm! 
The boy atop of her was plunging in and out of the matted cunt, his slim 
cock glistened and shone as it moved. 

"I'm coming, momma, I'm coming. I can feel it!" The woman groaned and pushed 
frantically at him. 

"Don't come in me, Tommy. Please, honey, don't come in me. Don't get mama 
pregnant again!!" She managed to push the shaking boy free of her cunt just 
in time and the hot jets of white cum shot out of the deep red tip. Spurt 
after spurt fell on the woman's writhing body. She arched her back and 
shuddered each time she felt the thick cum hit her. One hard spurt hit her 
face and splattered over one of the lenses of her glasses, but she didn't 
seem to mind. Her hand worked up and down the shaft of his slim peter as he 
emptied his balls on her body. 

Sandy felt a hand pressing down on her shoulders. She let herself be moved 
until she rested her head on her crossed arms as her round ass waved up 
against the man as he stroked in and out in an even rhythm. Each stroke was 
building her higher and she felt the small bursts of pleasure dart along her 
nerves, her orgasm was coming closer! 

There was a movement in the room behind her but she was so engrossed in the 
sweet fucking she was getting that she didn't even turn her head, her entire 
attention was on the thick male organ that was spearing into her from 
behind, stirring and feeding the fires with his hard bar of flesh. 

The bed sagged and she managed to look up into the smiling face of Danny. 
The boy was looking down at her as he slowly ran his hand up and down the 
half-hard shaft of his long cock. The need was high in her and she heard 
herself groan at the boy as her hand tried weakly to hold the shaft. 

"Danny darling, don't waste it. Please, honey, give it to me and I'll be 
nice." 

He grinned, as if he had been hoping for just that invitation, and he 
managed to wiggle his torso under her mouth. 

She rested her arms on his thighs as he calmly fed her the warm tube of 
flesh. She sucked it slowly, enjoying the salty taste of his flesh. She 
could taste some strange juices on it and wondered what soft cunt it had 
been in before he decided to put it in her mouth? 

The man behind her was moving faster. The friction on her round globes was 
terrific. Her buttocks got warmer and warmer as he polished it with his 
hairy belly. His thick cock rubbed and worked in her steaming cunt and she 
gasped as the first warning tingles of an approaching orgasm reached her 
fevered mind. 

Even being warned, the intensity of the orgasm shook her. She moaned loudly 
and buried her head deeper against Danny's twisting groin. The long tube of 
his cock drove deeper in her mouth, the pressure of the fat head at the 
entrance of her throat almost made her choke. It was so nice! She wiggled 
and shook her body as the thrill of the orgasms made her feel weak and 
helpless. When she felt him stiffen and press tight up against her backside, 
she knew what was coming, and gurgled with joy when she felt the thick globs 
fill her gulping vagina until it felt stuffed. 

The man was gone as suddenly as he appeared. He had simply pulled away, 
slapped her ass and left the room! 

She still had Danny, her mouth felt perfect as it formed itself around his 
firm flesh. Small after-spasms of her orgasm would grip her for a second, 
making her thighs quiver and move on the bed. His hand rested on her head, 
regulating the motions of her beautiful red lips. She enjoyed the hand, it 
was a symbol to her and she loved it. When the boy stiffened under her, the 
hand gripped at her scalp and she grunted with contentment as she felt the 
hot burst of his cum flood across her hollowed tongue, funneling down her 
throat. She gulped and swallowed hard as jet after jet of the milky cum 
filled her mouth. 

When she was done, she felt tired. A soft tiredness that made her drowsy. 
Danny slipped away after a moment and she fell fast asleep. A hand touched 
her bare shoulder and she was startled into instant awareness. She sat up in 
one move and would have jumped from the bed if hands hadn't held her steady. 
When the sleep filled eyes cleared, she found Terry smiling at her and 
holding her arms. 

"You scared me! How long was I asleep?" The boy grinned and shrugged his 
bare shoulders. 

"I'm sorry, I don't know how long you've been here... I was sort of busy." 
The grin came again and she felt another pang of jealous emotion but she 
didn't have any right to be jealous so she had to put her feeling aside. 

"The party's really boiling now, I thought you might like look around a 
little." Sandy remembered the strange sights she'd already seen and a little 
spark of interest flared in her. When she stood up she felt some of the 
man's come start to leak out of her. Cupping her hand under her box she 
turned and headed for the bathroom. 

"I have to do something first, I'll be right back." 

Terry said something to her again but she didn't hear it as she hurried down 
the hall. 

She was all the way into the bathroom and had a hand on some tissue before 
she realized that she wasn't alone. The sight before her made her stand 
where she was. She stared in amazed fascination!! 

Two woman were in the tub, there wasn't any water, both of them were 
touching and stroking each other's hairy mounds. Sandy had no trouble in 
recognizing either of them. One was Agnes, the little woman who had been so 
eager with her and with her own son. The other was Alma Peterson. Standing 
side by side at the edge of the tub were both of the boys involved: the 
woman's son and the thin boy Alma had been sucking earlier. Sandy's eyes 
bulged in disbelief as she watched both boys stroking their limp cocks as 
they watched the middle-aged women maul each other's most sensitive places. 

Sandy had a terrible feeling that she knew what was going to happen next but 
she didn't have time to decide whether she wanted to see it or not. Just at 
that moment Alma began to vibrate, her stocky body shook as she climaxed on 
the other woman's wiggling finger. As she did she looked up at the boys and 
nodded her head rapidly. Sandy held her breath as she watched both boys' ass 
cheeks clench with effort and then two streams of yellow urine arched out 
and began to rain down on the writhing women!! 

Both of the women wailed and moaned as the hot streams of piss ran down 
their bodies in rivulets, both opened their straining thighs wide and held 
their wet cunts up to be pissed on!! 

Suddenly Terry was in the room and he tugged at her arm, leading her away. 
The last thing she saw as she left was the other woman lifting her head up 
from the tub, her prim looking mouth gaped open as her son filled it with 
his hot piss. 

In the hallway she felt shakey, she didn't know whether to be excited by 
what she saw or to be sick. Her first reaction towards the women was one of 
superior disgust, but then she remembered her own sudden impulse to run her 
hands through Danny's urine and to drink it and she was shaken again. 
Reality and daydreams were coming closer than normal in this house! She 
heard the boy laughing in her ear as he tried to talk . 

"I tried to warn you... I knew that they were in there. That bunch always 
ends up like that. I wasn't certain that you'd want to see that. The club 
lets anybody do anything they want, as long as no one uses force and nobody 
is hurt." He shook his head and continued to smile. "They can do what they 
like but not many of us are into that sort of thing." 

Sandy was still a little upset as she allowed the boy to guide her down the 
hall. It was dark in the hall and she knew that the sun must be down but she 
had no idea of what time it was. The whole house shook and echoed with sighs 
and small screams as everyone at the party had a ball. 

They stopped at the door to the other bedroom and looked in. It was almost 
dark in the room and for a second she couldn't be certain what she was 
looking at. A white thigh lifted and she heard a sigh. Someone on the bed 
moved again and she could see the thin face of the dress shop owner. The 
woman had a wild look in her eye as she stared blankly at the ceiling. She 
lay on her side, a strong looking man faced her and it was evident that he 
had his prick in her. A slim young man lay behind her. 

A small chill made goose pimples rise on Sandy's arms. Was the chill one of 
excitement or fear? Before he even moved she knew what the slim young man 
was doing. The woman's thin thigh was lifted higher and she saw the young 
man's hips move forward a little. The thin woman groaned and her staring 
eyes closed in pain. Sandy gripped Terry's arm hard, she could almost feel 
the cock going up her own behind! 

"Remind you of anything?" The wicked tone in the boy's voice made her smile 
in spite of her interest in the trio on the bed. The woman groaned again and 
her hoarse voice carried across the darkened room, making the goose pimples 
rise again! 

"Unngggh! Go slow, baby. It feels so big, go slow or you'll tear me!" The 
man in front of her began a slow easy motion. Soon the woman was following 
it, her angular hips moving back and forth to counter him. The wet smack of 
their flesh was easy to hear. Then the young man caught on and followed the 
other man's pace. As the slender ass came back she was speared by the cock 
in her rear, as she went forward she was being spread by the organ in her 
cunt. 

In moments the men had the slim woman bouncing back and forth between them, 
her head bobbed and her mouth hung slack as they worked in and out of her 
body. Sandy felt Terry's hand slip up the back of her thigh and then his 
finger slid between her own soft cheeks and began to tickle her anus. It 
burned and quivered under his touch and she could hardly breathe. Her own 
excitement was rising as fast as the woman's on the bed. She watched the 
slender business woman shake her head slowly as she took both pricks. Her 
whole body seemed to vibrate with the sensation, her hoarse voice called out 
in the gloom. 

"God! You're killing me. Both of you!! Aghhh, do it! Go on and do it, I'm 
coming! I want you to rip me up, fuck me to death!!!" The men were spurred 
on by her wild sounding voice and Sandy had to bite her lip to keep from 
making a moaning sound with the tortured woman on the rumpled bed. 

The bodies flashed as they moved, she could see straining muscles, hear 
strangled grunts and whimpers as the two men battered the thin woman until a 
high pitched scream ripped through the room and she announced her climax! 
Her sobs of pleasure were just slowing when the men both came at the same 
time. Their growls and grunts filled the air and the watchers could imagine 
the flood of cum that was pouring into the woman from the front and the 
back. 

As they turned away from the door, Sandy's legs were shakey and she wondered 
if she could walk. Watching that primitive act had rocked her more than she 
knew and her own hunger was back again!! 

Her body ached and felt tired but she almost whined when she felt the fierce 
need building up in her. 

They got to the living room and her heart jumped up when she saw what was 
happening. The entire floor was covered with naked bodies. All of them were 
locked and twined together. Heads and mouths, fingers and pricks were all 
working at one time. The woman stared at the mass of straining bodies and 
felt her knees give and she sank slowly to the floor, her eyes never left 
the sight before her. 

She was kneeling close to them, her eyes trying to see and remember each 
vivid detail. She was so engrossed with watching that she didn't notice a 
hand reach out until it had her arm and was pulling her towards the group of 
people. She didn't resist, she couldn't. The fascination held her in a 
numbing grip and she allowed herself to be pulled down among them. 

Hands and mouth touched her and her whole body glowed under the attention. A 
wiggling finger worked down into her tangled pubic hair and her eager thighs 
flew open to urge it on. In just a few seconds she lost her identity and she 
became one with the surging, moving mass of bodies. Her own mouth brushed 
along a slender breast and she eagerly sucked at the long pointed nipple 
until it was pulled from her mouth. One searching hand found a hard prick 
pressing against her ribs and she slowly stroked and jerked at it, loving 
the feel of the living flesh against her palm. In the gloom she saw Grace 
crawling to her. Gently she sat astride Sandy's chest, the blonde mound was 
dripping wet as she pushed it up against her open mouth. At the same time 
Sandy was aware of someone gently parting the hairs of her own mound and a 
warm tongue ran slowly up and down the slobbering lips. She moaned and 
sucked at Grace as the wonderful mouth teased and drove her to a new frenzy. 
Her belly shook and her hips flopped as the mouth nibbled and sucked at her. 
Suddenly a pair of hands pulled Grace away from her and she looked down. 

In the gloom of the room she saw the dark hair of the head reflect the few 
lights in the room, the red tongue snaked in and out of her and she could 
only whimper and writhe as she watched her own daughter sucking her down 
into madness!! 

CHAPTER EIGHT 

Sandy sighed and stirred. It was nice to be home, nice to be in her own bed 
again. She stretched and felt the smooth play of her muscles under her skin. 
Her arm bumped gently against Debbie's small head and it wasn't until that 
moment that she realized that her daughter was awake too. 

"Hi," the girl smiled and snuggled close to her mother. She murmured and 
kissed a bare shoulder as she felt the soft hands gently massage her neck. 

"Mother?" 

"What, baby?" 

"I... I'm glad that you didn't say anything to me at the party the other 
day. It would have ruined everything. I was so scared and shook when I first 
saw you that I didn't know what to do. It was good to wait until later to 
talk it over." Her mother's warm chuckle reassured her again. 

"Darling, I didn't talk to you because I didn't know what to say! I'm still 
a little shook up by all this myself!" The girl smiled to herself and began 
to run her hand up and down the soft thigh that pressed up against hers. 

"Anyway... I'm glad it happened. That was the one thing about the club that 
bothered me; I didn't like not being able to tell you all about it." 

Sandy felt the small hand touch her and she wondered if this was really 
happening. Was this the right way to handle it? A year ago she would have 
fainted to think that she and her daughter could ever be so intimate but 
now... it seemed like the only thing to do! 

The small hand on her thigh had reached her hip and began to move inward. 
Sandy's own hand slipped between them and caught one of the girl's small 
breasts between her fingers and gently pinched a little nipple until it 
stood hard, against her thumb. The girl sighed and moved closer, her own 
hand was nestled in her mother's full mound, the fingers worked through the 
tangled hairs until she found the swelling clitoris. She pinched it and in 
return was pleased by the soft groan and the delightful wiggle that it 
caused. 

Sandra's hand worked down the little body until she found the smooth lips of 
the little vulva. It was still amazing that something this small could work 
itself around cocks as big as Paul's. 

She thought of the teacher for a moment. Well, if Debbie had to have a 
teacher she certainly picked a good one, and not for math either! 

Slowly, both the females stroked and played with each other, teasing and 
drawing each other's need to the surface. Debbie's slender thigh hooked over 
her mother's hips as she opened herself up to the knowing finger that 
whipped her up. She couldn't stop a little whine of pleasure that raced up 
her throat. 

"Shhhh, be quiet or you'll wake the boys." She glanced over Sandy's shoulder 
and saw Terry as he slept. She could feel the radiating warmth from Danny at 
her back. She wasn't worried. Those two had slept enough! Without her 
mother's knowing it, she kicked backward and caught the sleeping boy's shin! 

He stirred and then raised himself on one elbow. The girl shivered as she 
felt the warm breath on her neck. 

"Hey, Terry, wake up. They're at it again." They all laughed as they heard a 
deep mock groan from the older boy. 

"Aw I know it, I've just been pretending to sleep so that they'd leave me 
alone." But he was only teasing. His hands reached out and pulled Sandy back 
against him, rubbing her flank with a hardening penis. She came happily and 
rolled over until she could face the boy. They kissed and she enjoyed the 
feel of his tongue as it ran about in her mouth, setting off little charges 
of excitement. As they kissed she didn't forget Debbie. The girl had rolled 
over too and they rubbed soft buttocks as they allowed the boys to kiss and 
touch their bodies. 

Sandy was happy as she felt the hand on her head. This was her very 
favorite! She almost laughed with happiness as she scooted down in bed and 
began to lick and kiss the growing prick that lay between her fingers. 

"Look at her," Debbie giggled. "Eleven years old! I thought I was really 
wicked and I waited to suck one until I was an old lady of fourteen!!" Sandy 
knew she was being teased but she didn't mind. She heard the bedding rustle 
and out of the corner of her eye she saw the girl fit her pretty mouth 
around Danny's long pole and begin the lovely bobbing motion over it. 

Sandy felt content. The thick meat that pressed against her tongue and 
pulled at her lips filled her and made her feel complete. Let others think 
what they might, this was the first time she'd been really happy, really 
content in her whole life! 

The boy moved his hips a little and his cock made delightful motions in her 
mouth as it rotated against her tongue. She heard the soft sucking sounds as 
Debbie worked on Danny and wondered vaguely if they could hear the soft 
clucking sounds she made as her lips worried up and down on the thick prick. 

When she was certain that the boy was as hard as she could get him, she 
rolled over and spread her thighs as wide as she could. "Come on lover," she 
whispered to him, "Come on and give me what I need." The boy was between her 
parted legs before she could even finish the sentence. Her eager fingers 
found the thick stalk and she held herself open with one hand as she guided 
the hard knob of the cock into the tightness of her waiting sheath. The 
flesh wet itself in her juices and slid into her with ease. Her fingers 
reached up and clasped around his neck and she clung to the boy as he did as 
he was told, filled her with what she needed! 

Debbie wasn't far behind her mother as she worked Danny into a throbbing 
erection, then crawled up and sat down on the wet shaft. She groaned with 
pleasure as she took the long rammer in her body. 

No one spoke, sobbing sighs rose and trailed away, the dull sounds slapping 
of body against body bounced off the walls and died. 

Each woman was content as she felt gorged with meat, each was careful to 
grip and tug at the boys with their sweet cunts. They had to please them, it 
had to be nice for the boys too! 

Sandy was taking her time. The feel of him slipping in and out of her was so 
nice that she didn't want it to end too soon. She would be happy if it went 
on forever!! 

She watched Debbie as she rode the stocky boy with ease, she-saw the frown 
of concentration as the small cunt swallowed the long stem. There was 
something simple and free about the way they made love. 

"Turn over," Terry's voice broke into her thoughts and for a second she 
thought of the other times he'd told her that. A small shiver of excitement 
rippled through her as she moved to obey. 

She was expecting it, but even with that she was stung when he slapped her 
soft ass again and again, not hard enough to hurt but just enough to spur 
her on. She hurriedly positioned herself, her fine ass up in the air, 
inviting his attack. She shivered again as his wet prick found her and 
slammed home again. 

Debbie watched her mother being spanked and tugged playfully at Danny's 
ears. "Why don't you try that on me, brute?" He just grinned and nodded. The 
girl scrambled off of him and went to her knees before him. He didn't spank 
her, but she hadn't really expected him to. She too sighed and groaned as 
she felt the hose find her and worm back up inside her pussy. 

Each of the women groaned, almost in unison as they wiggled and hunched 
their backs, the boys drove thundering strokes up their dripping cunts. It 
was wonderful! Sandy was happy, only one thing worried her, one thing 
clouded her sky. She reached over and held Debbie's hand as she whispered to 
her. 

"Darling, this is fun but your father's coming home tomorrow. We have to be 
very careful that he doesn't find out about this!" 

Debbie giggled and wiggled as she answered. "Find out, how do you think I 
got into the club in the first place???" 

CHAPTER NINE 

Sandy felt the gentle tug on her arm and tried to ignore it. She was so 
sleepy! The full feeling to total satisfaction soothed her and all she 
wanted to do was drift back and forth between sleep and half-awareness. She 
was content, at peace with herself for the very first time in years!! 

She felt a warm body snuggle up next to hers. Hands fluttered lightly over 
her, fingers grazed her soft nipples and caused a faint tingling sensation 
to move slowly through her blood-stream. A warm pair of lips found hers and 
the gentle kiss slowly brought her back. 

When her eyes opened, she found Grace's bright blue stare confronting her. 
As she sleepily looked at the woman she wondered how she could have known 
her all these years without knowing what real heat fired that small, blonde 
body. She smiled and lifted her face for a kiss. She needed to feel the 
soft, reassuring lips. 

Grace grinned and pinched at a growing nipple. But Grace avoided the kiss. 
Her voice was soft and very private. 

"No more kisses for you sleepy head!" She pulled at the bigger woman's arm 
again. "Get up, I've got a special treat for you!!" 

She managed to tease Sandy into sitting up. As she was yawning and 
stretching, Grace massaged her smooth back and neck. 

All around her, Sandy saw naked bodies. Some were sleeping and some were 
just resting. When her eyes found Debbie she felt a strange little jangle 
run through her. 

Her daughter lay sleeping on a large pillow near the wall. A splash of light 
from the hall fell across her nude body. As Sandra-stared at the pretty, 
rounded thighs and the smooth little sex, she felt a twinge of doubt. The 
folded little labia was still so swollen and puffy looking. Sandy could 
remember when she herself had lowered her face between her daughter's thighs 
and ate her in a total frenzy of excitement! She had added to the puffy 
irritation between Debbie's thighs herself!! Where was this new relationship 
she had with her child going to lead them? 

Debbie turned slightly in her sleep and for the first time she noticed that 
the girl was holding Danny's soft penis as she slept! 

"Come on, this is special, really," Grace's insistent tugging at her broke 
into her thoughts and she allowed herself to be helped up from the floor. 
The little blonde put her finger to her lips and led her out of the quiet 
room. 

For a second, Sandy hesitated at the back door but then she recalled that 
there were no close neighbors to see her. She felt daring as she stepped 
naked into the moonlit night. 

Grace led her across the lawn to a small house in the rear. It was a garage 
that had been turned into a playroom. A faint light shone through the 
curtains. The woman softly opened the door and let Sandy go in first. For a 
moment, she looked around the room wondering. There wasn't anyone or 
anything in sight. Then she saw him on the couch! 

It was that beautiful boy Tommy! She moved closer to the couch, wanting only 
to look at him, not to awaken him. He was naked and lay flat on his back. 
She felt a strong interest in the limp member that lay along his smooth 
thigh. She recalled how nice it had looked to her when it was erect. The 
rosy hue was gone now but the smooth white flesh pleased her. As she stared 
at him she couldn't help wonder if Agnes was really his mother? Grace spoke 
in her ear and startled her! She turned quickly to see the little woman 
smiling as she spoke. 

"Isn't he nice?" she said softly. "Look at those balls, I'd love to suck 
them all over, wouldn't you?" 

Sandy shuddered delightedly and nodded. Grace giggled softly and moved to 
the couch, leaving the larger woman to watch eagerly. 

The blonde sat beside the boy. Her hand slipped around his flaccid penis as 
she softly kissed him and called his name. After a few moments, Tommy sat up 
and Grace motioned for Sandy to join them. 

The boy looked shyly at her as she sat close to him. She couldn't keep her 
eyes away from Grace's hand as it stroked and pulled at him. She thought she 
could see the young stem stiffen in the small fist. But Grace caught her 
full attention as she heard what she was saying. 

"... and she wants to hear how you and your mother got started." Sandy felt 
her heartbeat quicken and she pressed closer, so she wouldn't miss a word of 
what he had to say about that! 

Grace took hold of Sandy's hand and placed it on top of hers on the boy's 
growing erection. Both women stroked and touched the smiling Tommy as Grace 
tried again. 

"Go on Tommy, it's a groovy story. She wants to hear about it. If you'll 
tell us, we'll be very good to you!" Trying to prove her own point, the 
little blonde quickened her stroke on the sighing boy and Sandy had to 
follow her lead. 

Tommy stared down at the two soft hands that were doing such good things to 
him, then he glanced quickly to Sandy. He didn't seem certain that she 
really wanted to hear about it. 

"Please, Tom," she urged softly. "I really want to know and nothing you say 
is going to shock me." To prove she was telling the real truth, she bent 
quickly and kissed the growing tip of his young prick. He grunted deep in 
his chest and leaned back on the couch. 

His voice was smooth and easy to listen to and Sandy soon found herself 
working her hand smoothly up and down his stalk while Grace took charge of 
his swollen balls. 

"It's not so strange, I guess. Dad's a busy guy. When he's home he is always 
gone to some meeting or other and most of the time he's at the state 
capital. Mom was just lonely and uptight." 

"Anyway, she always used to give me my bath, even when I got big. It was 
nice. I'd sit in the tub and she'd soap me down. I guess we both knew it was 
something more for us, especially when she would wash my... penis." He 
stopped for a moment as Grace changed position. Both he and Sandy watched as 
the blonde began to slowly lick the soft underside of his testicles. He 
sighed and went on. 

"When she would wash me... there, it would feel so good! When I got old 
enough it would get hard and stand right up out of the water. Neither of us 
said a word about that but I noticed that she was taking longer and longer 
to wash me there every time. I knew about... jacking-off by then and 
wondered what she'd do if I ever shot all over the washrag!" He laughed and 
shook his head. 

"Just worrying about that helped me keep my cool." 

Grace had pushed the boy back until he was almost laying flat on the couch. 
Her greedy mouth sucked one round testicle then moved over to the next. The 
soft sucking sounds were easy to hear and made Sandy's groin turn in slow 
contractions. Her hand still worked at the swollen prick. It was full and 
hard now. The boy sighed and began to stroke Grace's head as he spoke. 

"Finally, one day, she had washed me and was sitting on the stool drying me 
off, She'd really washed my prick a lot that day and it still stuck out hard 
while she toweled it. It was too much! I was really hot and my legs felt 
funny; I had to rest my hand on her shoulder to keep from falling down on 
the damn floor!" 

"She turned me until I was almost facing her. My cock stood straight out and 
I wondered how she could continue to ignore it; it was almost bumping her in 
the nose! She kept coming back to it with the towel and it was feeling 
better all the time!" Tommy stopped again and lifted his loan young pelvis 
as Grace began to lick beneath his full balls. Sandy watched and wondered if 
the woman was going to suck at the boy's lean young ass too? 

Sandy felt the drops of his juice running over her fingers and felt a tiny 
shiver of excitement make her labia swell as she rubbed the sticky wetness 
all over his smooth young prick. 

The boy sighed again and went on. "She finally held it in one hand and 
rubbed at it with the towel but, in no time at all, she dropped the towel 
and held it in both hands. That was the real start for us I guess. She 
didn't say anything but she did look up at me. Her glasses made her eyes 
look too big and there were little tears in the corners of her eyes. Even as 
she stared at me, both of her hands worked up and down the shaft. Oh did it 
feel good!! I must have said something or made some sound because her face 
got real red and embarrassed looking but she didn't stop doing it for me!!" 

Tommy was laying back, his thighs lifted as Grace openly licked at his 
wrinkled little anus. Sandy had to bite her lips to keep her mouth shut. 
She'd never seen that done before and she bent forward so that she could see 
better! Soon she was rubbing her cheek along the hard shaft as she watched 
the pink tongue working up and down. He kept on telling his strange story as 
the woman ate him. 

"She finally looked away, down at my prick I guess. It felt so good that I 
was trembling and I knew that I couldn't last out much longer!! I wanted to 
warn her that I was going to cum, but I didn't. She played with my balls 
with one hand and whipped the other up and down on me. I guess I was trying 
to hold back but when she kissed the tip I lost it all!! When I actually 
felt Mom's lips touch the head I couldn't stop it; no way could I keep it 
back!!" 

"I groaned and felt the first spurt of it ripping up the stem and it hit her 
right on the lips. Mom's head jerked and lifted but she didn't pull away and 
spurt after spurt hit her face and her hair. Just knowing Mom was letting me 
shoot it on her face drove me wild and I came harder and shot more than I 
ever had in my life!!" 

Sandy couldn't stand it. His story was so exciting she couldn't resist and 
began to lick at the smooth pole in her fist. 

Tommy sighed and wiggled as both women sucked and licked at his sensitive 
privates. 

"For a long time after I finished shooting, we stayed where we were. Mom 
still ran her hand slowly up and down on me and I think I could have cum 
again if she had kept it up. But she stopped and pushed me away. Her hands 
fell to her lap and I could see drops and smears of cum on her fingers!!" 

"I was sorta confused. I'd often thought about doing something with my 
mother but when it actually happened I didn't know what to say or do. 
Finally she just sighed and wiped me clean, then she told me to go to bed 
and turned away from me." 

"I stopped in the hall outside the bathroom and wondered what was going to 
happen next. I though for a while then I realized that she hadn't come out 
yet and I got to wondering What she was doing." 

"I peeked through the crack in the door and was amazed! Mom was standing in 
front of the mirror, looking at herself. I couldn't tell what she was 
thinking from her expression but what she was doing told me all that I 
wanted to know." 

"She had her dress open and was smearing a lot of my cum on her breasts. 
When she finished with that, she took off her smeared glasses and licked all 
the cum off of them! Her eyes were shut and I could tell she was thinking 
about the taste from the way she moved her lips around. I left her after 
that and hurried down to my room. I got in bed and really expected that she 
would come in to me, but she didn't and I fell asleep with another hard-on!" 

Grace moaned a little and Sandy's small whimpering sounds joined in. Each of 
them were sucking and toying with the boy's hard young pole. Each could 
taste his maleness, each was getting more and more aroused! Grace pulled 
back and whispered urgently at the boy. 

"Don't stop, honey. Go on. It's a groovy story just like I said." 

Tommy grunted and he had a hand on each of their heads as they sucked and 
licked at him. "That next afternoon I came home as quick as I could. I knew 
that Dad was out of town and Mom would be alone! I was determined to have 
her way with me again. But when I got there she tried to ignore me at first. 
When I asked her if she'd like to give me another bath, she got real mad at 
me and told me that what she'd done the night before was a mistake and that 
it would never happen again, and that I was a big boy now and could take my 
own baths! She went on with a bunch of shit like that. I don't know how I 
ever got up the nerve but I decided that she was trying to convince herself 
as well as me and decided to try again. While I listened to her ranting at 
me, I just started to take off my clothes. She knew what I was doing and her 
voice got real shrill as I stripped. When I took off my shorts she stopped 
talking. I could tell she was staring at my cock and that excited me even 
more; I got hard right away and my prick just jumped up in front of her 
eyes!! 

"For a long time she just stared at it and then I got up my nerve and moved 
over until I was standing right in front of her; just like the night before. 
Mom looked up at me and I saw the real pain in her eyes but I was too greedy 
to care. I didn't move away, in fact I think I moved in a little closer. Her 
hand came up, it moved slow but it was headed in the right direction and I 
could wait for it. When she got hold of it and ran her fingers up and down 
it a few times she just made a funny sound and jammed it in her mouth!! I 
don't know just what I expected her to do but the thought of having her blow 
me was so wild that I hadn't dared to even think about it!" The boy stopped 
talking again as he felt the furious pace that Sandy was setting as she 
sucked and ate his cock. Just hearing about how his mother had done it for 
him drove her wild! She knew she shouldn't let a story like this excite her 
but she couldn't control herself and she tried her best to make the boy 
cream in her mouth!! 

Grace had moved up a little and she was licking at the staff of the cock at 
the same time that Sandy was sucking at it. Their lips would meet and the 
blonde would lick at Sandy's lips as well, when she could touch. The small 
woman's hands were teasing in between her thighs too, fingers were twining 
and pulling gently at her curly pubic hairs. 

The boy groaned again and touched Sandy's sucking cheek as he went on with 
the story. "I just stood there looking surprised as Mom really sucked the 
hell out of me I don't think it took her more than a couple of minutes 
before she had me shooting the whole wad in her mouth. She sucked and sucked 
at me. It felt like I was being pulled inside out by her lips!! When she 
finished, she ran away from me and went into her room. I stood by the door 
and heard her crying. It scared me and I went in and sat on the bed next to 
her. She kept right on crying and talking about sin and incest and all but 
she was ripping her clothes off at the same time! When she was naked she 
pulled me up close to her and began to work her hand over me again. 

"I was like a piece of silly putty. I just lay there and let her work me up. 
When she had it hard again, she kissed it all over and licked it until it 
was all wet, then she crawled on top of me and rode me like a wild horse! It 
was my first fuck you know and I think it was the best I've ever had! She 
didn't stop talking and crying but her cunt gripped me tight and she milked 
at me with those little muscles inside of her until I thought I was going to 
die! All of a sudden, she started to yell and moan and I thought I was 
hurting her or something but she wouldn't let me loose and rammed herself up 
and down on me like she'd gone crazy. I didn't know anything about orgasms 
until she explained it to me later. At the time I thought she was dying on 
me!! It took her a long time to calm down again but when she did she made me 
promise I'd never tell anybody what we'd done and tried to get me to see how 
bad and nasty it was. I tried to understand but all I knew was that it was 
great and what was even better was that I had a nice body to fuck whenever I 
felt like it. I thought that having Mom was going to be handy!!" 

Tommy gasped and groaned as Sandy sucked even harder at him. Grace's busy 
fingers had whipped up a froth between her thighs and she was going mad 
herself! She bobbed her head wildly and sucked like a tigress at the boy's 
stalk. She felt it stiffen and twitch against her tongue and crooned in 
delight as she felt his hot seed slap against the back of her sucking throat 
and drip down towards her eager belly! 

The boy groaned and grunted, he flopped up and down on the couch as he 
emptied his balls into her mouth. 

Grace could tell what was happening. She tore the dripping prick from 
Sandy's mouth and slipped astride the writhing boy. The cock was still 
spouting cum as she fitted it between her little lips and sat down hard on 
it! 

The blonde's full little bottom bounced and quivered as she impaled herself 
on his bonelike pole. Sandy was watching, still tasting the boy's essence on 
her tongue. Her own pussy was throbbing and she wished she had thought to 
mount him before Grace beat her to it. 

The larger woman moved a little closer and touched the woman's round cheeks 
as they moved up and down. Her finger found the little pink anus and jabbed 
in sharply, giving Grace no time to get used to the sudden intrusion. The 
blonde screamed shrilly and wiggled her soft bottom. Sandy could tell that 
she loved the sharp little pains from the way that she rotated her cheeks 
around the finger. 

"Tommy, darling," Grace panted as she worked her hair fringed little lips up 
and down the shaft. "Did you ever fuck mamma in the ass?" 

The boy groaned at the question, as well as at the pleasure he was feeling. 
"Yesssss. I did! A few weeks after we were fucking every day, she asked me 
to do it to her. She told me she'd never let Dad do it to her that way and 
wanted to give me a special gift!" 

Grace looked wildly over her shoulders at Sandy. The question in her eyes 
was plain and easy to answer. 

"Why not, honey," Sandy panted. "Now's the time darling, you can do it just 
like that. You don't even have to move an inch!!" 

Sandy almost laughed at the frightened expression on Grace's face. Instead, 
she wiggled her finger even harder in the blonde's clinging rectum. She 
loved to see the tight skin pucker around her finger and knew that it would 
look even better with a full cock crammed in that tiny pink opening!! 

"Tommy, would... you do that for me?" Grace's voice sounded small and 
frightened. The boy nodded eagerly but Grace wasn't finished. "If you do, 
will you go easy with me and not hurt me too much??" 

Tommy was beyond answering now, he gripped her hips and lifted her off of 
his dripping cock. Sandy was amazed that it hadn't wilted and knew that it 
wouldn't wilt now, not with the prospect of Grace's small ass before it!! 

"Help him, Sandy. Stay with me darling, you promised!" ' 

Sandy smiled at the words but her own excitement was still high and she 
shivered when she grabbed his slippery prick. She felt Grace's juices 
dripping between her fingers and her own cunt clamped hard in a spasm of 
excitement. She had to gasp for breath. 

She held the slick flesh tight as she aimed it up against the little, pink 
opening. When she had it centered, she helped the boy slowly press and 
wiggling blonde down on the fat tip of his cock. 

The little woman groaned and whimpered when she felt the mushroom head 
trying to force past the pucker of her ring of muscle. "Oh Sandy,... it 
hurts!" She groaned. "Is it going to be all right?" The fear in her voice 
only fanned the flames of excitement in the woman and the boy. Sandy didn't 
bother to answer, she pressed down harder on the soft hips and wiggled the 
head of the prick around in small circles. Grace gasped when the head 
managed to wedge itself in and she had half of the tip pressing inside her 
tight nether ring. 

Sandy pressed her lips alongside of Grace's small ear and whispered while 
she continued to press down on the soft bottom. "You have it now honey, take 
it! That's right, just sit down on it and feel it squishing up inside of 
you, you'll never forget the feeling as long as you live. Do it! Do it 
Grace, sit on his cock and jam it up your pretty little ass!! 

The blonde caught some of the fever in Sandy's voice. A thin wail escaped 
her lips but she relaxed her leg muscles and allowed herself to slowly sit 
down on the fat prong that was invading her bottom. Sandy held her breath as 
she watched the slick head disappear and it was followed by at least two 
more inches of fat cock meat before Grace's groan of pain cut through the 
room and she had to stop. Her soft ass cheeks quivered and she stopped her 
movements. Her white bottom quivered and she tried to lift herself off the 
pole that was stretching her so painfully. 

"God!! I can't stand it! Oh Tommy, it's tearing me. I can't take any more of 
it... I never thought you were so big!" She threw a tear stained look over 
her shoulder at Sandy as the larger woman knelt watching. "Am I bleeding?? 
It hurts, Sandy. Has he torn me very much?" 

Sandy just laughed and massaged the soft bottom and she forced the plump 
hips to move in a slow circle. "Relax honey, it's all right. He hasn't torn 
you, relax! Just loosen up and you won't hurt so much at all!" 

Grace's head fell back and she moaned deep in her throat as she felt Tommy's 
strong hand press her downward again. More of the thick meat invaded her 
virgin rectum and she almost bit her tongue to keep from screaming with the 
pain. She shuddered when she felt Sandy's warm lips on her bottom and felt 
the kisses and caresses that the bigger woman was showering on her as she 
helped the boy spear her. 

"Agggh! She's so tight that it hurts," Tommy moaned as he pressed deeper 
inside of the squirming woman. Sandy's free hand found his firm column of 
flesh and twisted it with her fingers. That caused the stalk to twist and 
move around in Grace's bottom and forced a new sounding groan from the 
little blonde woman. 

"Is she as tight as your mother was??" She asked. She really wanted to know, 
her labia were dripping juices already and she felt that she might even come 
if the boy would only keep on talking about screwing his mother as she 
watched him fuck her friend's ass. "Was your mother as tight as Grace is?" 
Her fingers flew up and down his dripping root, her fingertips found where 
he penetrated Grace and tickled them both. 

"No... not as tight," the boy managed to gasp out. "But she had me play with 
her a lot more than we did here and she used some greasy stuff on me and up 
inside of herself." 

Sandy could imagine the prim little woman rubbing herself and eagerly 
coating Tommy's prick as she made ready to allow her son to commit sodomy on 
her!! The image was delicious and she couldn't resist the urge to press a 
hand between her own thighs and a finger teased back and forth over her 
swollen, standing clitoris. 

Grace's moans and crying had changed tone and she began to move her hips by 
herself now. Slowly and gingerly she rotated her bottom. Sandy sucked in her 
breath as she watched the slick organ rotate in the stretched flesh of her 
anus. 

The larger woman was in a spin. She wanted to feel that prick up inside her 
own bottom but she also wanted to have it in her vagina and suck it at the 
same time!! She thought of how Terry and Danny had taken her that time and a 
rippling burst of pleasure made her groan softly as she rubbed harder at her 
love bud. 

"I like it now, Tom." Grace's voice was tiny and shakey sounding but the 
words were clear and the increasing motion of her round little bottom 
reinforced her words. "It's starting to feel sooooo good!! Do it harder 
honey, really push it up in me and let me feel all of your hard cock up 
inside of me!!" 

Sandy wished that Grace were laying down now because she wanted to sit on 
the blonde's pretty face and make her suck the swollen lips and hard little 
knob that stood out from between the wet lips. After all Grace was partly 
responsible for her terrible need, why shouldn't she help put out the 
fires?? 

Grace was kissing and licking at the boy's face as she jiggled and bounced 
up and down on the organ. 

"Tell us more about your mother honey. Did you really get her pregnant like 
somebody said you did?" Sandy's ears perked up and she moved closer to hear 
his answer. The boy groaned as he felt the tight little anus press down on 
him. Talking about his mother seemed to excite him too and he answered just 
as quickly as he could catch his breath. 

"Yes... yes I got her pregnant. Dad hadn't been home all that month and she 
swears that I was the only one who touched her!! It made me feel sorta funny 
when she told me. She was scared and worried but she was kinda proud and 
happy too. She found a lady that helped us join the club. But while she was 
pregnant for that couple of weeks it was wild in bed with her! She didn't 
think of anything but doing it all during that time. I was sort of worried 
about her, she was crying and drinking a lot and I thought she was going 
crazy!!" 

The boy groaned again as he felt Sandy's warm tongue work back and forth 
across his bouncing balls. She could still hear him there but she could also 
hear the sticky sounds of his prick as he punched up into Grace's soft 
bowels!! 

"When I'd get home from school she'd be half drunk and she'd drag me into 
the bedroom and do wild things for me. That's when we started the... 
bathroom thing..." He stopped for a moment, as if even he was a little 
embarrassed by that part of their relationship. 

Sandy crouched beneath Grace's moving bottom, her lips glued to the boy's 
testicles. She remembered how strange and wild it had been watching Tommy 
pee in his mother's mouth!! 

"She was a lot calmer for a while after she... got rid of it, but she was 
still a lot wilder than she was before. Only now she was more careful about 
letting me come in her. She takes the pill but I guess she still worries 
about it... About that time I really got worried about her. She wa acting 
funny and I thought she was going to have some sort of a breakdown. I guess 
she was feeling guilty or something like that but we didn't even talk about 
stopping! I'd come right home after school and we'd be in bed in ten 
minutes. Even when Dad was home! She'd take me off somewhere in the car and 
we'd do it in the back seat!! Like I said, I thought she was going to go 
nuts but when we heard about the club and we went to a few meetings, she 
seemed to calm down. I suppose it's because of all the other people here 
that have weird tastes and hang-ups, she doesn't feel so lonely now." His 
voice stopped and he began to make sharp grunting sounds as his thick root 
worked faster and faster up into Grace's reddened rectum. Sandy ran a 
soothing finger around the red, puffy looking opening and made soft cooing 
sounds to the suffering blonde. 

Grace was whimpering loudly now and small orgasms seemed to be popping 
inside her like a string of firecrackers. She yelled and twirled her bottom 
faster. "Awwwwwghhh!!" she screamed; just as Tommy to moan and hunch himself 
up deeper inside the twisting woman. 

Sandy knew that the blonde could feel the boy's hot cum squirting deep 
inside of her and envied her that warm feeling. 

She massaged the boy's pulsating balls as his rod flashed in and out of 
Grace's anus. He was filling her so full of his hot froth that each upward 
thrust he made caused some of the white cum to gush out of the stretched 
rectum and run down the shaft. Sandy watched for a moment and couldn't 
resist the impulse and she hurriedly sucked and licked the moving organ. She 
caught every drop and cleaned his smooth flesh with her moving tongue, 
loving the sounds of his pleased sighs. 

Sandy was there to help when Grace finally tried to pull herself free from 
the still hard prick. When she did pull away from the thick tip, her 
stretched little rectum made a squishy, slurping sound. 

When she was free, Grace tried to stand but her knees buckled and she would 
have fallen if Sandy hadn't caught her and helped her lay down. The small 
woman clung to her and pulled her face down for a kiss and then to whisper 
weakly in her ear. 

"God! What a thing. Thank you for being here, darling, I'd have died if I 
was alone! Oh Sandy, you were right! No one could describe how that feels. 
I'm not certain that I could describe it, even now!! Ohhhh it still hurts, 
but it's a good hurt." The blonde giggled and kissed her again. "Ever since 
I pulled it out I feel so hollow!! Think I should find another thick one to 
fill me up again?" 

Her expression was so mock-serious that Sandy couldn't repress her own 
giggle. It was a good sign to her that she could laugh. The boy's story and 
her touching and tasting the two of them had fanned the flames of her 
hunger. Before today she'd have been upset and worried about her "dirty" 
thoughts and would have been unable to smile much less laugh. 

She kissed Grace softly and stroked the tan thighs. When Grace's fingers 
found her dripping cunt she heard a weak laugh. 

"Oh poor Sandy! I forgot, I'll bet you're about ready to pop! Well I'm sorry 
darling but after what I've been through I couldn't do a thing for you, but 
wait just a moment!" 

Sandy tried to keep the blonde from wiggling free but she was gone before 
she could make her body function. She was left on the couch with the 
exhausted boy and a burning need between her thighs!! 

Her searching fingers found her ridged little clitoris and toyed with it as 
she waited. Each passing moment was an eon and she was so hot! She heard 
footsteps approaching the room but she didn't care who caught her playing 
with herself, she had to feed the hunger! 

"Aw, look at the poor baby." Sandy looked up at Grace, a plea in her dark 
eyes. The little blonde was holding a man by the hand. Without a word he lay 
back on the couch and Grace deftly gripped the long prick and ran her 
fingers up and down on it as she licked rapidly at the swelling glans. The 
rod grew until it stood hard and Sandy didn't have to see the face to know 
the man; that huge pole could only belong to Paul Mason, Debbie's teacher! 

She was trembling with desire as Grace helped her to mount the thick organ. 
"Here darling, take this and love it!" She groaned as she felt the cock 
stretch up into her slick vagina. Strong hands guided her and forced her to 
jog up and down on the stem. 

Sandy was so happy riding Paul's organ that she didn't notice that Agnes was 
in the room until the little woman's lips found hers and the jeweled fingers 
stroked and lifted her full breasts. Then the woman's whisper was in her ear 
as she stroked down the soft skin of Sandy's moving back. 

"I hear that Tommy told you about us. Are you shocked darling! Does it shock 
you to hear how a mother can fuck and suck her son? Just wait; one day maybe 
I'll tell you some of the things Tommy does to me when we're alone! 

The hand on her back had slipped down until a daring finger had found her 
tightly puckered anus. The tip stirred slowly as Sandy raised and lowered 
herself on the man. 

"Grace told me how nice you were to my baby," the mother murmured. "So 
here's a gift in return." Sandy groaned and writhed as she felt the slow 
kisses as Agne's mouth traveled down her spine. She was almost delirious 
when she felt warm hands parting her soft ass cheeks. Agnes had moved until 
she was kneeling directly behind Sandy. She bent forwards and the woman 
squealed loudly as she felt the tongue squirming up against her tight 
rectum. 

"Oh my God! This is wonderful!!" Sandy's panting voice soared as she felt 
the stiff tip of the tongue worm past her opening and wet her quivering 
anus. A sharp shudder tossed her body as the full flood of her orgasm swept 
her up. Her mind was a blank and all she could think of was the wonderful 
pleasure as a thick cock filled her from the front as a warm tongue flicked 
at her wiggling bottom!! 


THE END
