Pop Warner League Mother
by Erskine Wilder


FOREWORD 

Every normal person in matters of sex, when examined carefully enough, is 
found to show some abnormal elements, and the abnormal person is merely 
manifesting in a disordered or extravagant shape some phase of the normal 
person. It is not, therefore, because a sexual act is a deviation that it 
becomes deserving of censure. This view once prevailed; narrow conception of 
what is "natural" was held, while everything else was "unnatural" and to be 
reviled, if not to be punished, even severely punished, for it was perhaps a 
crime and, at the very least, a sin. 

Today, the enlightened conclusion reached by medical men is that the 
abnormal gratification of the sexual impulse, however unusual or repugnant, 
calls for no condemnation or interference. This greater tolerance is not 
only a matter of correcting injustices inflicted on those who vary from the 
norm, but it adds weight to the whole social constitution and a new 
stability to the moral system. 

Erskine Wilder in Pop Warner League Mother has logically shown us in this 
masterful work of fiction what a hopeless task it is to label sexual 
varities as immoralities or crimes. Wolbarst in his "Sexual Perversions: 
Their Medical and Social Implications" states: "It may sound paradoxical, 
but it is true that the spread of sexual perversions in American communities 
in recent years has been very largely fostered and abetted, unwittingly of 
course, by moral agencies." Hence, we can readily assume that prohibitions 
are incitements. 

We, the publishers, are extremely proud to present this enlightening novel 
by Mr. Wilder, for While we cannot expect or desire to return to the famed 
Greek morality of ancient times, and its ideal of "the beautiful alike in 
body and soul" which is well out of our reach, there can be little doubt 
that we will gradually break down the false notions and the rigid attempts 
at legal and social prohibitions which have caused so much trouble and 
confusion in the sexual history of recent past. In so doing, we shall purify 
our spiritual atmosphere and strengthen our moral code by removing from its 
prescriptions which were merely a source of weakness. 

-The Publishers Sausalito, California July, 1972 

 CHAPTER ONE 

Joanne Carter was peeved and not trying to hide it. In fact, the voluptuous 
blonde woman had been blamefully short with her husband's teenage sister, 
she realized, but the way the sprightly, long-haired brunette had continued 
to flaunt her eye-catching curves before Jimmy French during practice had 
irked her to no end. In skin-tight hot pants and braless blouse it hardly 
seemed necessary that her youthful sister-in-law move at all to display her 
wares, she remembered disgustedly as she prepared the tray on the counter 
before her. Instead, the vivacious little enchantress had followed, a 
routine of wantonish teasings that had kept her firmly rounded young curves 
in a constant, slow moving state of seductive squirmings ... and the entire 
team in aroused and confused befuddlement. 

At first, Joanne had blamed Barry Watts' injury to Holly's luring presence 
on the sideline. The fourteen year-old had, like all the others, been ogling 
Holly since she'd cutely tripped out and joined the boys on the bench, 
wedging her full, hot pants covered hips between Jimmy French and Ace 
Hackett. Some ten seconds later, Barry's eyes, rather than fixing on the 
passed ball coming at him, had lingered too long on her husband's young 
sister, the result being he had been smeared and afterwards, lay painfully 
writhing on the ground. 

A nauseous void had knotted at the pit of Joanne's belly as she rushed onto 
the field to where he rolled about clutching at his knee. It was, of course, 
their biggest worry and always present, that of a boy being seriously 
injured, but in this case her anxiety was personally underscored. Barry had 
been left in her charge when his young dad, Phil Watts, along with her 
husband, Bill, had reported for training in L.A. where they both played pro 
ball with the Panthers under the coaching of her father. The nature of 
football injuries were not new to the athletic young wife, having been 
steeped a lifetime in the complexities of the great American sport, and 
she'd immediately recognized the possibility of a painfully torn cartilage. 
Calling for help from the boys, Joanne had ordered Barry carried to her car, 
but not before she had briefly snapped a few meaningful words at her teenage 
sister-in-law, sending her back to the house to get properly dressed and to 
remain there until she returned with Barry from the hospital. 

Now, as she continued to prepare young Barry's dinner tray, and still 
dressed in her gray sweat suit, the pony-tailed woman couldn't help thinking 
she'd been unnecessarily harsh with Holly there on the field, but still she 
was not sorry either. Perhaps the embarrassment in front of the boys hadn't 
been in order; all the same, sexy, teenaged Holly Carter was getting out of 
hand and now was the time to straighten that out, not after she got herself 
involved in some nasty little mess. Joanne surmised that she was still in 
her room by the angry slamming of drawers and the likes. She was surprised, 
however, when the dark-eyed young girl didn't come out to learn how Barry 
was, the two having always gotten along with the closeness of brother and 
sister, but she didn't dwell on the thought. 

Joanne had, in fact, temporarily filed Holly into a secondary category of 
her brain, a problem to be definitely dealt with, but later. The immediate 
enigma was the injury to Barry, a startling situation which though moving 
her compassionate female instincts, as well, was firing her wrath. The 
x-rays had shown nothing. Later, in private consultation with Doctor Moore 
who acted as physician for the little Pro League, Joanne had been absolutely 
stunned. 

"It's really quite simple, Jo," the middle-aged, baldish man informed from 
behind his desk. "And I think I've seen it coming on with Barry. To begin 
with, he has a slight wrench, but nothing as serious as he's pretending." 

"Y-You mean ... he's faking, Doctor?" she questioned in open-mouthed 
amazement. "You can't mean that...?" 

"I'm afraid I mean exactly that, Jo," the medical man calmly replied. "Barry 
is scared. For some unknown reason he has a dreaded fear of the game, and 
obviously intends to use this so-called injury as a means of escaping it." 

"My God ... I just can't believe that, Doctor Moore! she exclaimed half 
under her breath. "I-I mean, with his father the great Sugar Watts ... 
probably one of the finest ends of all...." 

"Which may well be the answer, my dear," Doctor Moore noddingly interrupted. 
"We see it every day and in all fields of endeavor ... the offspring 
expected to follow in his father's footsteps, and hardly, if ever, given a 
choice in the matter. The unthinking parent automatically assumes his son 
should carry on in the glorified pace he has set and generally with greater 
ability. While at the same time, the shadow of parental fame becomes a 
looming mental barrier to the inheritor, too often demoralizing rather than 
encouraging him. And that, I feel certain, is what we have with young 
Barry." 

For a long moment she had simply sat there staring at the kindly man who had 
once been a limited, college football star in his own right. Finally, she'd 
said: "You realize what this is going to mean to his father, don't you, 
Doctor? To ... to learn that Barry is a coward will be just like sticking a 
knife into him...." 

"I wouldn't call the boy a coward, Jo," the balding physician quietly 
corrected. "True, he's going to hide behind this injury, but not from being 
afraid of the sport as much as distaste for it and in the knowing that he 
can never be as great as his father expects." 

The curvaceous woman had shaken her head in stubborn disagreement. "I-I just 
can't buy that, Doctor Moore. To me, Barry's being a downright little 
coward, and frankly, I'm ashamed of him." 

"Well ... you surprise me, Jo," the slender man said, getting to his feet in 
an indication that the consultation was over. "You know, Barry's situation 
reminds me somewhat of your own when you were just a little girl and before 
your mother died. It was quite common knowledge amongst us who knew your 
father, that he was a pretty disappointed man when you were born female 
rather than that of the football gentler. Joe 'The Crusher' Allison had his 
heart set on that son to fill his shoes, and I don't have to tell you that 
it was your mother's second pregnancy so soon after you were born that took 
the life from both her and the unborn baby." 

For the second time in a space of minutes, the voluptuous young wife had 
been taken aback by this wonderful man she had known and respected all of 
her life, and it was because of the latter that she knew she could never be 
angry with him. All the same, his words, as true as they were, had irritated 
her, and she'd said: 

"I think you're forgetting, Doctor Moore, that I was always as disgusted 
with being a girl as was Dad." 

He smiled and nodded. "Which, if I may add, was why you were the biggest 
tomboy in Santa Carmella, young lady ... and by the same token, one of the 
best damned football-handlers in your teenage years that I've ever seen." 

"Well, I should have been, with Crusher Allison teaching me," she replied, 
smiling back at him. "The trouble was, I couldn't remain an adolescent, and 
women's lib is still a long way from demonstrating on the gridiron." 

"Well, thank the Lord for small favors," he said with a laugh. "And I 
imagine your Billy is just as happy about that, too ... as well as the fact 
that his pretty blonde Jo developed into such a splendidly curved female 
rather than a big muscular tackle." 

The young wife recalled her cheeks had warmly tinged at his pleasing 
compliment, and how she had walked toward his office door remarking: "If I 
didn't know you so well, Doctor Moore, I'd swear you were flirting." 

He shook his head in pretended dismay. "Dammit!" he sighed, "that's what 
happens when you get old. None of the shapely young women that matter will 
believe you when you're serious!" 

"You sweet darling...." she said, unable to resist leaning forward and 
kissing him on the cheek. Then, catching hold of the door knob, she had 
seriously added: "Even though you're probably right about Barry, and you 
always are, I'm not going to give up with him, Doctor." 

Again he sighed, but this time in a more solemn vein. "All right ... but be 
careful with him, Jo. He needs love and affection right now more than a pep 
talk. A bit of kind understanding on your part is going to go a long way. 
Remember, he's like you were ... no mama ... and you should recall the 
psychological struggle it was for you in the beginning." 

"Yes ... and I made it, Doctor." 

"Only because you wanted to ... Jo ... and I doubt that he does. Try to keep 
that in your mind. Bend a little, dear ... lavish some of that blue-eyed 
charm on him ... make him know you understand." 

It had been her turn to sigh then. "I ... I'm really not sure whether I can 
or not ... You know, I've been around he-man all my life, Doctor. It's not 
exactly easy for me to encourage the opposite. Billy is the same way, which 
is why we bought the ranch and set it up for Little League Football. I'm 
sure you realize that with the gym, locker room and all, it was quite an 
expensive proposition, especially the football field and bleachers. Even Dad 
put money into it, but the results have been so rewarding...!" 

"I do know, Jo, and like every other citizen in town, we're all proud of you 
... especially your Santa Carmella Imps. They've won the State Title two 
years in a row, haven't they?" 

"Yes, but it'll probably be different this season. Billy was able to spend 
more time with me and the team last year, plus we had the help of Dad and 
Sugar. This year, Dad set opening training for the Panthers a month earlier, 
leaving the whole coaching job to me." 

The doctor laughed. "I can't think of a more capable person ... only, from 
experience, my dear, I suggest you cut down on your own active scrimmaging 
with them. Remember, your female anatomy, whether you want to admit to it or 
not, was not designed to bear the bruises of football ... and it could prove 
dangerous. At least, try to put on some more protective clothing, especially 
covering your breasts." 

She had opened the door then, Joanne remembered, unable to hold back the 
repeated flush to her cheeks. "Yes, Doctor Moore, I promise to remember." 
she said, smiling and entering the waiting room to collect Barry Watts, who 
somehow managed to struggle to his feet. 

Perhaps it was the memory of that phase ... the manner in which the young 
teenager had hung onto her en route to her car that irked her as much as 
anything. Anyway, she had hardly talked to him the short distance from the 
center of town to their ranch on the outskirts. He'd lain his head back 
against the seat as if he were in pain, that put-on in itself enough to 
spike her rage with him. Again, she had helped him into the house to his 
room, told him to undress and gone to their portable bar to make herself a 
much needed drink. 

How the devil was she going to cope with it, she'd uneasily wondered, 
sipping at the rare scotch-water she might occasionally consume before 
dinner. Dammit, she'd always thought of him as such a sweet, masculine boy 
... dark -haired with matching alert eyes. A normal sized teenager for his 
fourteen years, but well developed in shoulder and bicep, and actually a 
good ball carrier when he put the effort forth, too. She had and was in a 
furious little dither in determining what she would do with him. Both Sugar 
and Billy would come unglued if they knew, she realized. The makings of a 
fine ball player were aptly an inbred part of him ... yet, cowardice...? 
God, she could still hardly believe it. If she didn't know and respect Doc 
Moore so much she'd say he was out of his mind! But she did! 

All the same, she was not about to coddle ... to ... to let the boy think he 
was getting away with such a funky little scheme! Dammit, she just couldn't 
go along with it, regardless of Doc Moore's recommendations! 

In the interim of tossing a salad and waiting for his steak to finish 
broiling, the voluptuous woman finished her drink and did the remarkably 
unusual. She went to the bar and fixed herself a second. God, she was in a 
bad state of mind, wasn't she? Under the circumstances, she felt somewhat 
more like an overseer of wayward kids ... a ... a babysitter, than she did a 
handsome pro-athlete's wife and female little league football coach. A happy 
wife and football coach by choice, she might add, her entire life being 
involved with her husband and his off-season hobby, and being almost as 
capable as he to teach the virile art of the sport with her own inbred 
background. 

But truly, she hadn't counted on Holly staying after the summer vacation and 
going to school in Santa Carmella. She'd felt certain the vivacious young 
teenager would be returning to the home of her parents in Dallas, and why 
she hadn't wanted to was just beginning to dawn on Joanne. With all of the 
boys bussing in from town every afternoon for practice, and she being at the 
marvelous susceptible age, the answer was as logical as the morning 
California sun. The young girl had only to look up into her big brother's 
eyes and beg to stay. It had, in fact, been settled in fifteen minutes, part 
of that being a phone call to Dallas, with Joanne hardly contemplating the 
problems of looking after a teenage girl amidst her twenty-six 'right-on' 
boys. 

She did now as she sipped from her second drink, walking slowly back into 
the kitchen. Holly's earlier actions had been damned little short of ... of 
sluttish, in her estimation ... yet, she couldn't deny that there had been a 
certain naivety about her. Still, there was nothing simple about the way she 
was dressed ... no bra with her full young breasts, and those skin-tight hot 
pants. Obviously, she had been displaying all this for young Jimmy French, 
the fifteen-year old backfield genius who quarterbacked the first string. 
And he was that, all right, when it came to the key-back position. He was 
tall, broad-shouldered ... and quite handsome to boot, as a matter-of-fact. 

For the third time in a matter of an hour or so, Joanne sensed her cheeks 
reddening. She was recalling a play where she had taken the defensive 
position in scrimmage to show the scrubs how to "get in there." Three times 
she had demanded the same call, and on all three she had tackled the 
good-looking young quarterback on different break-through tactics, their 
bodily contact finally filling her with a strange sensation of excitement 
she couldn't quite fathom. It was a few minutes later that Holly had lightly 
tripped onto the field, while the curvaceous, athletic blonde wife had been 
too occupied struggling to rid herself of the close facial expression 
Jimmy's young, handsome features had burned into her mind, as well as the 
rousing effects of his youthful teenage body entwined with her own, to 
notice! 

As a matter-of-fact, she now discovered herself still trying to be rid of 
those exciting features and feelings of youthful physical contact with him 
as she sipped at her drink, while with ridiculous frustration she nervously 
checked Barry's steak. God, what was wrong with her anyway? Jimmy French was 
just a young teenaged boy! Why should she be thinking such ... yes, such 
sensual thoughts concerning him, a ... a fifteen year old ... juvenile? She 
was a twenty-seven year old, happily married girl to a handsome and adorable 
twenty-eight year old husband! Almost four years now since they'd taken the 
grand step, and rather than a honeymoon, had plunged into this project for 
the boys ... two wonderful years! She loved her Billy, with all of his ego 
and deserved fame, loved him with all of her heart! Oh ... maybe he wasn't 
the best man in the world in bed, but there had been times ... a few anyway 
... when he'd brought the stars raining down around her ecstatically 
swimming head! Lord, what was the matter with her? The idea of suddenly 
being deluged with such erotic thoughts was not only shameful, but so unlike 
her, she reasoned. 

She forked Barry's steak onto the plate, then finished her drink. Whatever 
the source, she intended to bring it into check immediately, the exquisitely 
featured young woman determined, a sense of self-disgust trying to make its 
presence felt. She then set her empty glass on the tray and headed for the 
little bar en route to her ward's room. Under the incredible circumstances, 
another drink was not only in order, but necessary. She certainly needed 
something to brace her and help get her head back on straight! 

* * * 

Teenager Holly Carter had never been given to pouting when things didn't go 
her way, and she had no intentions of leaning on it at this stage of her 
young life. Vindictiveness was more in keeping with the radiant, 
fifteen-year old beauty's sometimes mulish character, and it was revenge 
alone that was bitterly filling her mind at that very moment. There'd been 
no call for Jo to belittle her as she had in front of the whole team ... 
coming right out and making remarks about the way she was dressed ... or 
undressed as she'd so snidely put it. Damn! She'd never been so embarrassed 
in her whole life! It'd been downright debasing, that's what ... as if she 
were some sort of bitch trying to seduce one of the guys! 

Oh ... maybe she had dressed a little risque to catch Jimmy French's eye, 
but that certainly hadn't meant that she was ... was trying to peddle her 
tail or something! Hot pants were the 'in' thing, and none of the girls at 
school were wearing bras these days ... so what else had she done to deserve 
such a mean hauling over the coals? 

Whatever had suddenly bugged her luscious, puritanistic sister-in-law, the 
long, dark-haired Holly was not actually certain, but if it was just the way 
she had dressed, then her big brother must have some lemon for a bed 
companion. Anyway, it wasn't done with yet, and she had no intentions of 
accepting an apology or letting "Mrs. Purity" smooth it over. She'd just 
bide her time, for she was not about to go back to Dallas ... not with that 
darling, Jimmy French, just about ready to ask her for a date. 

Boy, he was smooth. She'd danced with him a few times and man did he know it 
all. Besides, the few girls he went out with all said the same: a chick 
didn't have to wrestle with him at the shank of the evening just to show him 
she appreciated his company. That was the drag with most of the guys; if a 
girl didn't put out she damned soon found herself in cold storage ... no 
dates ... nothing. Well, that's one thing she could brag on: she still had 
hers nice and snug between her legs, waiting for the right guy to come 
along, regardless of what Joanne thought of her. And just maybe ... maybe he 
was right on his way into her arms! 

Actually, it had been these warm and exciting thoughts concerning Jimmy that 
had kept the ripely curved young teenager from flying into a fit of rage and 
tears when she'd stormed into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. 
Outside of banging a few drawers and stripping naked to slip into a wrapper, 
she'd done little but think of her tall, tow-headed Jimmy and fix her nails 
to the rock sounds of her radio. Not until she hear Joanne enter the house 
with Barry did she bang a few more drawers, reassure herself that her door 
was locked, then go to the walk-in clothes closet separating hers and 
Barry's rooms. Through the eye-level vent that had something to do with the 
air-conditioning, she had watched her sister-in-law short-temperedly order 
the hobbling boy Holly had come to think of almost as a brother, into bed. 
Not that there hadn't been a couple of times after she secretly had played 
voyeur, watching him undress and getting a good look at his young penis and 
testicles, that she hadn't thought of developing their association into a 
more intimate one. Especially, she remembered, the night about a week before 
when he'd stripped completely naked, then began to stroke himself in front 
of the mirror until it was as hard as a fist and she'd stood there 
dry-mouthed, just watching as she kept getting hotter and wetter between her 
legs. But then, he'd jumped into bed and snapped out the light, leaving her 
to do the same. God, she'd been so horny that she'd fingered herself until 
she'd cum twice before getting to sleep...! 

The tapping against her door interrupted the curvaceous young teenager's 
erotic thoughts. Then: "Holly...? Are you coming out for dinner?" 

"No ... no, thank you. I'm not hungry," the long-haired girl flatly replied 
to her sister-in-law's question. 

"You must eat, Holly," Joanne's throaty voice came through the panel to her, 
and then she saw the knob twist, thankful that she'd locked it. "Anyway, I 
want to talk to you after I take this tray to Barry." 

"I'm sorry, but I'm in bed now." Holly returned with a level voice. 
"Besides, there's nothing to talk about." 

With that, and enjoying a certain feeling of retaliation, Holly turned off 
her light and lay quietly until she heard the faint hum of voices in Barry's 
room. It was then that she almost silently slipped out of bed and in her 
short nightie, took up her watching and listening position in the clothes 
closet.... 

* * * 

Moving on from Holly's bedroom door to Barry's with tray in hand, the 
voluptuous, blue-eyed young wife gave mental thanks for the calming effects 
of the scotch. Damn, she could lose her temper with that churlish imp of a 
girl quicker than she could think scat! Planning a little sulking spree was 
she ... well good ... maybe that would keep her away from the team for a few 
days, at least until they began to show some of the form from last season 
... And now, to her major concern. God, she just hoped she could keep some 
sense of sympathy in her mind for him.... 

He was sitting up in the bed, propped by two pillows and naked to the waist 
where the sheet came up on him when she pressed open the unlatched door and 
entered. Through force of habit, he brushed at his heavy shock of sable-ish 
hair, his dark young eyes searching her face with an expression of mental, 
more than physical pain, Joanne deduced. 

"Ready for a little dinner?" she greeted, her warm smile seeming to easily 
show forth. "How's the knee? Still paining? 

His lack of an immediate answer surprised her. She set the tray across his 
middle and picked up her drink from it, aware that his innocent teenage eyes 
were actually watering ... that he was very close to tears. Something she 
was not exactly familiar with washed through her at that precise moment, and 
she sensed an almost choking lump rising into her throat. 

"I ... I can't lie to you, Jo. You ... you're too keen ... too swell to all 
of us guys," he half-whispered, then, reached out and grasped hold of her 
hand. "I-I know you'll understand when I tell you ... and I've got to tell 
somebody ... or I'm going to blow my cool for sure ... honest!" 

Maybe it was his revelation, or the way he looked, so young and innocent in 
the bed, youthful developing chest, arms, shoulders naked, white, and 
vulnerable ... or was it the heat of his broad young hand imploringly 
clutching hers ...? God, for that brief, overpowering second the desire to 
throw herself on top of him, hold his teenage, naked body pressed tightly 
against her own, to kiss him, to love him, was nearly overwhelming! Yet, 
somehow, she'd maintained her presence of balance and said: 

"Darling ... eat first ... we'll talk after," and she'd awkwardly backed 
away from the bed, slowly pulling her hand from his reluctantly freeing 
grip. "Look at me, still in my sweat suit." She laughed. "While you're 
eating, and you do have to eat or your Daddy Sugar would be very up-tight 
with Jo, I'll freshen up ... then, we'll talk, darling." 

"P-Promise?" 

"Y-Yes ... oh yes, of course, Barry dear ... I promise," Joanne assured, 
actually moving unsteadily as she wheeled away and made it through the 
doorway. There in the hallway, she stopped and drained her glass before 
making her way to the bar to blend another stronger one of the same. 

God almighty, what was happening to her? She'd never felt such spurring, 
erotic sensations, not even with Billy, and he was her own husband! To 
experience an excitement of sensual arousal from the touch of a man seemed 
almost understandable ... but from a boy ... a teenage boy? What the devil 
was taking place inside her? There'd never before been anything like this, 
not even in her secret, secret life! The religious home of her parents had 
taught the necessity as well as the exultance of chastity. Shamefully, she'd 
fingered herself in the darkness of her bedroom, but not before she was 
sixteen ... and when it had happened, when she couldn't pull her stroking, 
rubbing finger away, she'd been certain she was probably going mad ... her 
climax had been that sensational! 

Almost frenziedly, the voluptuously camouflaged Joanne Carter in her stained 
sweat suit scooped up the new drink and consumed half of it. Thank the 
powers for the liquor this night, if never again, she tremulously thought. 
She was actually hot and wet between her legs, the moist warmth saturating 
her vaginal lips against the sheer nylon crotchband of her panties. When had 
she felt quite this way ... except the night that Billy had kissed her there 
... and she'd been wildly certain he was going to do more than just kiss ... 
but he hadn't? 

Ooohhh ... what she needed was a shower to tone her down. Barry was 
expecting her back to listen to his story ... and she knew he intended to 
tell her everything! The sweet, lovable darling! Doc Moore was right, but 
more important, she had been wrong! The lovable angel was no coward! In 
fact, he wasn't too far away from being a grown man ... with grown genitals 
... with a long, thick, male hardness that thrust out in a menacing beauty 
from his loins! 

Damn! Again, the blue-eyed, sweat-suited, blonde young wife gulped from her 
glass, but this time as she somewhat staggered along the hallway toward the 
bathroom. To look as she did at that very moment was shame on her sex, she 
tipsily determined. It was one thing to be part of your loving husband's 
wishes ... but just as important to be a woman ... a girl ... and that's 
exactly what she was! 

Sweet ... sweet and lovable Barry...! What a beautiful boy at fourteen ... 
so fair-skinned and bright-eyed, his young body visibly developing beneath 
the clean, white T-shirts and tight blue jeans he wore! Yes ... they always 
were tight, weren't they ... the obvious swell of his youthful genitals 
there to remind ... even taunt her...! 

An erotic shiver rippled over Joanne's tanned, incited flesh, causing the 
resilient mounds of her rounded white breasts to quiver in their nakedness 
as she slipped off her bra. Sensuously, she cupped them, smoothing her 
gentle hands upward from her naked waist to provocatively lift their firmly 
pointed fullness in a teasing caress, feeling their tiny pink nipples 
hardening, and she leaned closer to watch the secret process in the bathroom 
mirror! Once more, a forbidden hedonistic tremor fluttered through her. 

Quickly, she unzipped the sweat pants and stepped out of them, then rolled 
her brief nylon panties down over her smoothly curved hips, letting them 
puddle at her feet. She stepped back to better observe the whole of her 
satiny, tanned-white nakedness, unleashing her pony-tail and brushing her 
long blonde hair back to tumble in a halo about the oval of her face, and 
behind her femininely sloping shoulders. 

In truth, she had always derived titillating pleasure from the admiring of 
her own undeniable voluptuousness. Why had she shunned it so long? At 
twenty-seven, this night ... this moment ... she saw her body as being at 
its most enticing and curvaceous peak! She eagerly dwelled on the perfect 
formation of her breasts and slender waist, the generous sweeping arch of 
her hips and the long, white columns of her rounded, full thighs and shapely 
calves. God...! How Billy loved her body! She shook her head, then 
concentrated once more. There was something alluring and personally 
secretive in the white outline her bikini halter left across the buoyant 
mounds of her uptilted, pink-tipped breasts, and cupping at the roundness of 
her smoothly ovaled buttocks. Yet, it was the milky white of her arched hips 
and lower abdomen where the silken triangle of sparse golden curls began to 
sprinkle over her puffy little pubic mound and flushed vaginal lips that was 
this night inciting the tingling in her softly heaving belly. 

Yes, Billy loved her body, she knew, reveled in its soft, underlying warm 
strength when he held and caressed her. She could almost feel and hear his 
hot, gasping breaths as he explored its intimate hollows and hotly moistened 
passages ... then the intensively fulfilling sensations of his thick male 
hardness slithering in and out of the desire-inflamed vaginal slit up 
between her hot, wide-spread thighs...! Oh God, she was recklessly feeding 
her fired, sensual excitement rather than trying to squelch it ... and there 
was no Billy tonight, or for many nights to come for that matter! It had to 
be the liquor ... she'd overdone it...! 

A shower ... yes, a shower ... and then her talk with Barry ... anything to 
rid herself of this erotic torment...! 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Barry Watts had no appetite. He'd hardly picked at the dinner the coach's 
wife had prepared for him; he felt that miserable inside himself. Lying 
there in his almost naked, propped up position, the tray still across his 
lap, he'd had ample time to think it all over, and he'd made up his mind to 
put his trust in the beautiful older woman ... just come clean with the 
whole truth. Man, he simply couldn't keep it bottled up inside him any 
longer or he'd flip for sure. There was no way he could go on pretending, 
even if his Dad hated him for it! Football just wasn't his cup of tea! Maybe 
he was yellow ... he darn sure went in there every time with a funky gut, 
and that spelled lily-livered with a capital L ... but he couldn't help it. 
That's the way it was with him! 

Doc Moore had seen through his knee injury right off, the teenager felt 
certain. Oh, he'd really twisted it, all right, but the biggest share of his 
act had been put on once he'd seen the opportunity. Now, he "was ashamed of 
that, too, and couldn't help but wonder if the doc had told Jo when he'd 
taken her into his office. Whether he did or not wasn't going to make any 
difference though; he intended to make a clean breast of the whole thing 
when she came back for the tray. 

Man, but she was a slick doll, beautiful and real regular with the guys, 
insisting they all call her by her first name, Jo. Sometimes, he could 
hardly believe the way she would get right out there and even scrimmage with 
the team, tackling, blocking and all. It was those times in her sweat suit 
that he hardly thought of her as a girl, and then he'd see her in slacks or 
mini-dress, but especially in her bikini around the pool, and his cock'd get 
as hard as a poker! Man, what a wild build she had, and such a knock-out, 
pretty face...! Lately, he couldn't help noticing her more and more, hardly 
able to keep his eyes off her when she didn't have her lousy sweat suit on 
... And Holly, boy, she was something else, too! 

It really hadn't dawned on him until that afternoon what a sexy build she 
had. Crap, when he'd spotted her in those hot pants and her tits jiggling 
like two big apples beneath her jersey, it was no damned wonder he'd been 
wiped out on the play! Still, he couldn't help but regard her almost in a 
sister capacity, and he guessed that she thought of him that way, too. Just 
thinking about the sizzling way she'd looked out there on the sideline, plus 
the mental visions of his coach's beautiful wife in her bikini by the pool 
had caused his old rod to begin stiffening inside his shorts beneath the 
sheet, and he sort of pressured its blood-filling hardness upward against 
the weight of the tray.... 

Joanne's sultry voice took him off guard as, gently pressing the door closed 
behind her, she said: "A-Are you finished with your dinner, darling?" 

"Wh-What....?" he managed, looking up at her in surprise, his eyes beginning 
to widen in mounting disbelief, the added part about not being hungry 
choking in his throat. He gaped, hardly knowing what to make of it! She'd 
changed from her sweat suit into a single black frilly thing that she wore 
beneath a see-through, pale green negligee! Oh man! Her long, blonde hair 
tumbled around her super face and shoulders like some screen actress in a 
horny movie, her sparkling blue eyes alive with tiny, fiery lights! Crap, 
even in her bikini, she'd never looked like the way she did now in ... in 
underthings! Whatever it was, it fit her curvy body like a silky sleeve, 
hugging tight against the puffy place between her full, rounded thighs! And 
... and her tits ... jeez! They were just barely tucked inside its top, 
swelling out all around with just a deep, snug crevice separating them ... 
looking as if they would burst right out at any second...! 

"Why, darling, you haven't eaten a thing," she said in a concerned tone, 
leaning over him to take the tray, the musky essence of her perfume filling 
his young teenage nostrils to further taunt him. "Was there something wrong 
with it ...?" 

"N-No ... I-I wasn't hungry ... is all," Joanne heard his hesitant reply as 
she lifted the tray from his middle, at the same moment, her avid eyes 
catching sight of, and fastening on, the lengthy swollen outline embossing 
the thin white material of the sheet. There was no question in her mind what 
it was ... what it had to be ... his virile, boyish cock ... and it was 
hard! Oh God, if there'd been any doubts in her liquor-stimulated brain as 
to the nature of unanswerable desire motivating her to dressing this way and 
coming into his room, they were rapidly fading! Its youthfully rigid length 
lay concealed from her feverish view only a few feet away! Her mind whirled 
in a building, forbidden heat completely foreign to her! The lascivious 
tension suddenly obsessing her was both shortening and quickening her 
breathing, as well as increasing the sensuously rising tingling in her own 
hotly aroused loins. She set the tray on the dresser, then slowly seated 
herself in the boudoir chair facing him. 

"You ... you wanted to talk to me about something, Dear?" Joanne questioned 
in her huskily luring voice, her adult mind racing along scheming paths, 
plotting with incredible lechery rather than struggling against the lustful 
wantonness gradually stealing total control over her. 

She hardly heard his words as he began to speak in stammering sentences. 
Though she couldn't conceive of her actual, naked possession of his 
youthful, teenaged maleness, that it would happen ... had to happen, was 
intensively whetting her lustful excitement! She trembled now with a 
strange, forbidden passionate expectancy, lewdly thrilled as she thought of 
the way he had stared at her with unhideable boyish hunger in the short 
minute she had stood before him. Yes, his disbelieving young eyes were still 
bugging in his confusion as he lifted one knee beneath the sheet to hide the 
hardness of his swollen young cock from her. The darling! The desirable, 
handsome young darling ... and now he was telling her the whole story, 
baring his heart to her and hoping she would understand. She would ... oh, 
yes, she surely would, for therein lay her means to an end! 

The scantily covered young woman with intentional provocation changed her 
position in the chair, offering the confessing teenager a warm, 
understanding smile as she raised her curvaceous body from the chair, then 
folded back down on one leg beneath her. She sensed her negligee falling 
slightly open to reveal the tanned smooth flesh of the other leg halfway up 
her thigh. 

"A-And . ... and that's the whole story, Jo ... I guess I'm just scared," he 
managed in a dry, husky voice, his youthful dark eyes wildly gaping at her, 
his tongue suddenly licking nervously at his handsome young lips. 

God, she realized, she'd hardly heard a word he'd said ... except that she 
knew that Doc Moore had been right, and she found herself very happy that he 
was! Oh ... what was she doing to him ... to herself ... to her husband 
Billy...? Something had gone haywire in her chemistry! But it wasn't too 
late ... or was it...? 

"Please, Jo ... will you help me...?" his pathetic teenage plea came to her 
with a tremor ... and that was all she needed...! 

Uncontrollable little sensations of passion rippled through her drink 
mellowed body as she gained her feet and slipped out of her negligee, 
watching particularly the almost apprehensive tension in his excitedly 
staring eyes. He ... he was actually ogling her! She wondered if it was 
still hard inside his shorts ... if his belly was anywhere equal to the 
inferno burning inside her own! For a moment, she stood there, smiling with 
compassionate sensualism down at him! Again, his young handsome mouth opened 
drily and he licked at his excitedly trembling lips...! 

"Y-Yes, Barry darling," she softly whispered, her liquor glazed brain 
enchantedly spinning. "Jo will help you ... and you'll help her ...!" 

He answered something that disintegrated in his throat! She couldn't stand 
it any longer! 

With a tiny whimper, Joanne drew down the sheet and crawled blindly onto the 
bed beside his nearly naked, developing young teenage form, encircling him 
with eager arms and passionately drawing him tightly against her as she 
pressured her own bewildered, flushed curves lustfully against his boyish 
hardness! Unprecedented ripples of sensual joy raced through iier as without 
a further word, she kissed his youthfully trembling lips, her own erotically 
parting in a soft moistness, while her tiny pink tongue darted into his 
mouth to uncontrollably caress his in a warm, heated wetness! 

The ice was broken ... the die cast, she wildly thought, already reveling in 
the boyish delight of him! Then, she felt the rigid tension of his nearly 
naked, muscular young flesh as the reflexing tautness seized him in response 
to her passionate soul kiss, and for one breathless, anxious moment the 
dreadful fear that she had repelled him swept through her! But then, with an 
overwhelming emotion of frantic excitement, the wildly incited woman 
realized that her darling boy was relaxing ... going almost limp, his 
delicious, teenage flesh seeming to hotly melt into her! An undefinable 
mixture of protective mother-type affection, combined with never before 
lustful desire, filled her liquor-incited brain and vibrantly fired body. 
With unknown tervence, she began to smooth her exploring, soft hands warmly 
over the loosening young muscles and sinews of his strong, youthful back! 

Joanne felt it then ... the distinct throbbing hardness of his lengthy, 
thick boy-cock taut against his belly, separated from her own fevered, wet 
loins by his shorts and her flimsy nightie! Wild sensations of unqualifying 
desire charged through her and she drew his willing young body lustfully 
against her trembling near-nakedness, exhilarating in the delicious hot 
taste of his opening mouth and receptive tongue! She hungrily drank the 
essence of his short, heated breaths, parting her lush wet lips wide and 
closing her eyes in forbidden rapture as she lecherously began to explore 
the tender and untainted beauty of him. 

Barry couldn't contain the whimpers of crazy wild excitement ripping through 
him! Not only the fact that she, Jo, his coach's beautiful wife, was French 
kissing him, but the way she was hauling him right up right against the hot 
smelling softness of her! Jeez ... her full, firm tits with their little 
marble-nipples were burning right into his naked chest, her warm belly 
giving as she pressured it against his! Man ... oohhh ... he could feel it 
now ... feel the silken, curly puffiness of her cunt between her legs 
rubbing against his rock-hardened cock with only their underthings in the 
way! 

Holy crap! What was happening, anyway? Why was she doing it ... not that he 
wanted her to stop ... not ever ... but why? Man, it was wrong, crazy assed 
wrong, and it didn't make any sense at all ... but jeez, she was beautiful 
... and soft like satin ... and ... and the way she was kissing him, her hot 
tongue right in his mouth! Wow ... it just couldn't be happening ... could 
it? 

His young brain frantically reeled. Nothing had ever been like this. Not 
even when he jerked it had he ever felt such fiery, tingling sensations. His 
cock was so hard he visualized it never getting soft again, and his balls 
were beginning to throb and ache! 

"Ooooohhhhh...!" he suddenly groaned, aware that she had smoothed her hands 
downward behind him, easing inside the waistband of his jockey shorts to 
caress and clutch at his naked young buttock cheeks, trying to pull him 
tighter against her! She raised her mouth from his then, and heatedly 
whispered: "Y-You're not afraid, are you, Barry darling?" 

Her breath was like burning, sexy incense and coming in gasps into his face. 
"Me ... afraid...? Heck, I ... I don't think so ... only...." 

'-'Only...?" Joanne hissingly repeated, completely lost to the lustful 
passion impelling her every word and lecherous actions, as she feverishly 
caressed his lean young buttocks in their smooth nakedness. "W-Why is Jo 
doing this to you ... is that your question, baby...?" 

"Y-Yeah ... I-I guess that's it, all right he choked, sensing his hardened 
cock uncontrollably throbbing against the yielding soft heat of the swollen 
cuntal mound at the base of her belly. 

"B-Barry, Barry darling...!" she gaspingly whispered, then excitedly kissed 
him again. "E-Even I can't answer that ...! Jo needs you, baby ... just as 
you need her ... S-She wants to love you ... a-and have you love her ... all 
the way! It ... It will be our secret, secret, darling ... and I'll help you 
so that you won't have to play football anymore...! D-Does that sound like a 
good bargain to you, angel...?" 

"Ooohhh ... oh man ... yeah ... it's terrific, honest! Y-You mean, really 
... all the way ... everything...?" the teenager hoarsely managed, his 
breathing wadded in his throat at the soft feel of her woman hands massaging 
and pulling at his naked ass cheeks, forcing his hardened cock to pressure 
snugly against the enticing swell of her hot, sensuously squirming loins. 

"Oh God ... yes, my little darling lover ... everything, all the way ... 
only I'm so hot and excited that I don't know where to begin!" Joanne 
whimpered, her inflamed, provoked flesh tingling from head to toe, her mind 
a turmoil of impassioned, liquor-glazed desire. Then abruptly, she let free 
of him and swung from the bed to lewdly gaze down at him. "Have ... have you 
ever seen a girl all naked, baby ... I mean, a grown girl like me...?" 

Barry could only stare at her with open mouth and wide eyes as he 
tremblingly shook his teenage head sideways. 

"Then, watch closely, precious, because you're about to!" she sensually 
invited making no effort to curb the intensive lust inflaming her whole 
voluptuous being. 

Raising to his elbows, the erotically excited youth gaped as the older woman 
slowly wriggled the chemise downward, exposing the white full mounds of her 
firmly tipped breasts with their tiny, hardened pink nipples right before 
his feverish eyes. They swayed and suppley rippled to the taunting 
undulation of her smoothly arched hips when she pressed the clinging, wispy 
garment down over them ... her dimpled navel and the small, soft-looking 
bowl of her belly! Then, the sparse golden pubic curls between her legs came 
into sight ... until finally, her whole naked pussy was unveiled to him! 
Jeez, he could see its little pink slit nestled right up there between the 
tanned fullness of her long, shapely thighs! 

She turned from him then and slowly bent down to pick up the chemise at her 
feet, the bikini protected ovals of her satiny white buttocks spreading 
slightly with the movement as they tautened, giving him a fleeting peek at 
her moistened, hair-fringed cunt, as well as the tightly puckered, pink 
little hole centered in the whitely spreading crevice of her beautiful ass! 

"Oh man...!" the overwhelmingly aroused young boy blurted as she lightly 
smiled, then slipped back onto the bed beside him. 

"Did you like what you saw, Barry love?" she hotly whispered, leaning 
forward to slip her arms around him once more, drawing his near-naked 
teenage body close. She held herself partially raised on one elbow, so that 
her left breast with its hardened little palpitating nipple was almost 
brushing his panting, boyish lips! "Did you like seeing my titties naked?" 

"M-Man ... you know it!" Barry choked, staring at the lust-inciting mound of 
firmly rounded white flesh with its uptilted, berryish hardened nipple and 
the areola of pink flesh surrounding it. His young brain reeled with unknown 
excitement! 

"Go on, darling ... do it!" the lecherously infused, naked young wife of his 
coach hissingly urged. "Suck it, baby! Please suck it for your Jo?" 

He dazedly sensed her engulfing arm and hand caressing his cheeks, guiding 
his mouth toward the mind-shattering delight! Jeez, how he wanted to! If he 
didn't, he was going to burst right out bawling! With hesitant hand he 
touched, then slowly grasped its warm, satiny resilience, his boy-mouth 
slipping over the tiny nipple as she chokingly gasped. Then, unable to 
contain himself, he spread his lips to absorb as much of it into his mouth 
as he could, automatically beginning to tease the swollen little bud with 
hot, eager tongue! 

"Oooohhhh ... ooohhhh, Barry lover ... sweet baby ... yes ... yes! Like 
that, darling! Suck my titty good! Love it for me ... bite it if you want 
... only don't stop, angel! Suck them for Jo!" 

In spellbound fascination, the impassioned teenager moaned at the sight, 
feel, taste, and the knowing of what he was doing to his coach's beautiful 
blonde -haired wife, and all because she wanted him to! Unimaginable young 
lust was tearing at his churning belly and throbbing youthful loins. His 
cock pulsed unmercifully as she rubbed her hot, soft curves against it, and 
then her hand was smoothing down his ribcage to his hips and the waistband 
of his shorts once more. He felt her fingers spidering their way inside and 
... and right down toward it...! 

He groaned loudly when her fingers found it, lovingly caressing before they 
encircled, then tenderly grasped, her whole soft, warm hand wrapped right 
around his screaming hard cock! He wanted to blurt out something, maybe just 
a cry of joy ... but he couldn't! He could only suck at her beautiful naked 
tit and thrust his hips frantically back and forth with his aching cock in 
her hotly clasping hand ... manipulating its foreskin in a rhythmic pressure 
that peeled it away from the smooth, swollen head with erotically exciting 
sensations! 

The hot feel of its tip moistened, rigid hardness in her feverishly 
clutching hand, while he reflexively began to thrust and withdraw his narrow 
young hips as if mysteriously propelled, maddeningly fired Joanne's 
unfathomable passion. Its burning thickness and sizeable stiffened length, 
measured by the width of her own small gripping fingers and palm, surprised 
and lustfully pleased her. It was considerably bigger than she had imagined 
... certainly big enough to bring her the ecstatic release she had to have 
this night! She felt the outer layer of loose skin sliding back and forth to 
expose its wet, blood-filled glans with his erratic thrustings, while his 
avid young mouth and tongue sucked excitedly at her desire-swollen nipple. 

And then suddenly, another more wild and lecherous sensation reached through 
her insanely roused nakedness! God ... she had never done it ... not even to 
her husband Bill! But she'd wanted to! She'd always wanted to, just as she'd 
wanted him to do it to her! Oh God ... it was wrong, wicked, depraved ... 
but even what she was doing would hardly be determined as less! Yess ... 
yessss! The die had already been cast! It was too late to turn back ... and 
that was what she wanted, perhaps from the very beginning ... to suck his 
young hard cock into her mouth...! 

"Darling ... Darling, I've got to see it!" the suddenly squirming, naked 
young woman exclaimed, her long blonde hair flailing after her as she 
slipped her arm from beneath him and slithered down in the bed. 

It had happened so fast, the teenage boy had been jolted by the loss of her 
delicious warm breast pulled from his eagerly sucking mouth, and again he 
raised to his elbows to watch her. She had let free of his aching, hard cock 
and raised to all fours, her beautiful naked body curvaceously swaying and 
rippling to her eager movements. And then, she was tugging his shorts down, 
quickly pulling and tossing them onto the floor until he was as naked as 
she! 

"Now darling, spread your legs wide for Jo!" he heard her hiss as she knead 
around in the bed, working her way between them, until she was gaping down 
at his boyishly pulsating cock and young sperm-filled balls as if she were 
about to claim them forever for her own! Her long blonde hair tumbled 
goldenly onto his thighs, her beautiful tits hanging down like the girl in a 
dirty picture he'd once seen. Then, she said: "Do you want me to put my 
mouth around you here, Barry sweet? Do you...?" 

He knew what she meant, but he couldn't answer her ... couldn't even 
conceive of her possibly doing it ... not really doing it! The entire thing 
wasn't real! He'd wake up from a dream in a minute and find himself jerking 
off...! 

"Do you, baby, do you?" 

"Y-Yess ... yessss!" 

The overwhelmed, desire-incited teenager knew that he was trembling on his 
supporting elbows as he watched her hand once more wrap around his heavily 
thumping cock to send a tremendous burst of new excitement rocketing through 
his loins and belly ... She was drawing his throbbing rod of hardness into a 
right angle position away from his stomach and sliding its outer layer of 
loose skin up and down like before, only this time, pulling it back tightly 
to extract his foreskin from his moist, pulsating cock-head! Man, her 
hungrily glued eyes and open mouthed expression made her beautiful face look 
as if it were spellbound, Barry thought, as her watched her, crazy twinkling 
lights flashing in her staring blue eyes! 

"Now!" she said with a hot whisper. "Now...!" 

Then, the face he knew he was in love with began to lower over it, her mouth 
opening wider as she held the hot, jerking hardness right by its root with 
two fingers! He saw her tiny, pink tongue lash out, swiping over the 
bulbous, blood-filled knob of his cock with a nerve shattering, seeking 
action, it's little tip flicking toward and into the miniature slit on its 
end to capture the drop of liquid he'd seen bubbling up out of it there! 

Spasms of intensive muscular jerks racked Barry's inflamed young body and he 
moaned out in a grunting, boyish voice as the naked, lust-frenzied coach's 
wife lewdly slipped her ovaled, tongue-moistened lips down over his 
impatiently waiting young cock, hungrily sucking its entire throbbing head 
into the hot, liquid shelter of her mouth! He gasped and shuddered with the 
unbelievable feel and sight of her obscene act, aware that those lushly 
sucking lips and hotly engulfing mouth were beginning to move up and down on 
his almost painfully throbbing penis! Then, even more, his coach's hotly 
eager wife was lashing her tiny tongue in a twisting and twirling motion all 
over it, luridly swathing it with every upsuck of her hungrily nursing 
mouth! 

Joanne, in her wantonly positioned nakedness down between his open legs, was 
barely aware of the trembling teenager's moan of extreme pleasure; she was 
too overpowered with the staggering immensity of joy filling her excitedly 
quaking belly and hotly moistened cuntal slit from the actual sucking of his 
delectably throbbing boy-cock! Its hot feel and poignant taste in her warmly 
sucking mouth was unquestionably the ultimate of all sexual rapture, even 
more erotically fulfilling than she'd secretly imagined! 

God, the mere thought and knowing of what she was doing to Phil Watts' 
handsome, teenage son was enough to fire the first churning of climax in her 
wetly burning cunt! Was it possible? Could she cum by just sucking him? 
Maybe! Yes ... she well might ... if she let him squirt his fresh young 
sperm into her mouth! Oohhh ... could she do it? What would it taste like? 
Hot? Sweet? Fresh! ... Shooting into her mouth and throat ... oohhhh ... and 
she'd swallow it all until it flooded her frantically simmering belly! 
Ummmmmm, she loved it ... his hardened, hot tasting boy-cock that she was 
maddingly exploring and savoring, frantically trying to get it all into her 
omniverously sucking mouth and throat, while with loving gentle fingers she 
began to caress and cup his rapidly bloating young balls below...! 

* * * 

Holly Carter had remained in the closet to watch and listen from the moment 
her sister-in-law had delivered Barry's dinner tray, then told him she'd be 
back to hear his story. Actually, the young dark-haired girl was pretty 
certain what his problem was all about, having discussed it to some extent 
with him. He'd made no bones about telling her he hated the game of football 
and wished he didn't have to play, which was one reason she hadn't been to 
concerned about his injury. Knowing how he felt, Holly had figured that he 
might be putting on. But that hadn't been her reason for eavesdropping; 
actually, she'd been more interested to find out if Jo would make any 
remarks about her and the way she'd dressed earlier. 

Then, it'd all begun to happen ... her sister-in-law coming back to his room 
and damned near undressed! Talk about the way she'd gone out on the sideline 
that afternoon! Holly couldn't believe it, and she soon found out that was 
only the beginning! The look in Joanne's eyes told the gaping teenage girl 
that her brother Billy's wife had been drinking, something she seldom did, 
but then she'd taken off her negligee and climbed in bed with him, Holly 
thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head! The kisses and hugs, the 
way her beautiful blonde sister-in-law was holding and writhing against him 
... God, it had to be some sexy nightmare! Except it wasn't, she knew, when 
Joanne wiggled out of her chemise and stood there all naked before Barry's 
wildly staring eyes! And ... and the way he'd sucked her breast while she 
felt of and stroked his hardened young cock ... yet, even that had been mild 
in comparison to what she was doing now! 

Holly sensed her mouth's dryness and her dark eyes avidly swept over 
Joanne's voluptuous beauty hunched down on all fours between the young 
Barry's widespread legs, her pretty, lust-twisted face just above his 
sparse, pubic-haired loins! Jo's full, pink-tipped breasts were hanging and 
swaying above him, while her rounded white buttocks were lewdly exposed 
toward the little vent the teenager peered through, their erotically 
presented nakedness causing a new tingling sensation to ripple through the 
voyeuristic girl. 

She wasn't surprised at the older girl's beautifully proportioned body, only 
that her satin-like, tanned skin, even the sun protected white her bikini 
had covered, was so smooth and soft looking. Then, her gleaming young eyes 
focused incitedly on the blonde, silken curls fringing the lips of her 
completely exposed pussy, its narrow thin slit of pink vaginal flesh moistly 
glistening between them, and finally, the dimpled little circle of her tiny 
anus centering the smooth, hairless crevice separating the ovaled white 
mounds of her obscenely raised buttocks. Again, a twinge of kindled 
sensation fluttered through her sensually confused young belly. 

Holly hardly dared to breathe for fear of being discovered, as crazy, almost 
jealous emotions began to ferment inside her own nightie-draped nakedness. 
It was a weird feeling and one that she couldn't remember having experienced 
before. Damn, she was no girl lover, and especially her own brother's wife, 
Joanne Carter! She swallowed tightly, a wave of undeniable passion sweeping 
through her at the alluring sight of the naked, long-haired blonde's 
lusciously curved body in its obscene position between Barry's lewdly spread 
legs. Jo moved then, but only slightly, yet enough for Holly to see the 
husky thickness of his hardened, fiery-headed young cock! 

She let her eyes urgently lock on the lengthy rod of white swollen flesh 
which her naked sister-in-law possessively held between her thumb and 
forefinger at its base. Then, Joanne moved again and she was able to see his 
inflated young testicles beneath! Further sensations of lewd excitement 
whipped through the teenage girl at its lusty appearance. Wow, it was even 
bigger than it'd looked the other night when she'd watched him stroke it ... 
and then, she found herself wondering if Jimmy French's would be as big ... 
or maybe, bigger! 

Wildly, the erotic turmoil within Holly continued to mount. She saw Barry 
raising his head to watch, his open mouthed, handsome young face contorted 
in exotic flustration. Wow, she had to see this! Was Joanne really going to 
... to put it in her mouth? The idea alone was sending heated tremors of 
sensual desire racing through her! She'd seen several dirty pictures of 
girls doing it, actually sucking mens' hardened penises, and guys licking 
girls' pussies, too, but they'd never really turned her on like this was! 
Damn, this was too much, puritanistic Jo, her brother's own wife, as naked 
as a bottomless dancer, and doing what she was! And she had only to look at 
her voluptuously naked young sister-in-law to imagine the intensive 
excitement burning in her soft, tanned belly and between her shapely long 
legs. Her lust-filled blue eyes were engorging themselves on the upthrusting 
hardness on his teenage cock that she held between thumb and finger, then 
her tiny wet tongue tip flicked out with a sudden snake-like movement that 
caused Holly to tremble all over in her near-nakedness! It swirled moistly 
over the smooth, spongy head, washing and licking its purplish, moist flesh 
and stabbing hotly into the tiny slit at the end every moment or two! 

Holly almost gasped out when her brother's nakedly kneeling wife parted her 
damp, lush lips and enclosed the pulsing, rubbery glans of Barry's stiff 
white hardness in a lip-locking pressure that caused his entire, muscular 
young body to spasmodically convulse in its nakedness! He groaned out, 
thrusting upward in an automatic response, shoving his swollen cock 
forcefully between her ovaly clasping lips! Holly gaped at the way they 
tightened like an elastic band around the thick, white shaft of flesh, 
straining her eyes through the vent at the lewd sight of it captured in her 
eagerly sucking mouth! 

The lovely older woman's warm looking, glistening lips pursed into a tiny 
"o" like circle as she drew them up off the spongy tip, again starting to 
lick it as if it were a delicious stick of candy. Her tiny pink tongue 
brushed over it, tracing down its long, thick length, then up from its 
broader base along its underside to the heavily pulsating head protruding up 
out now from the pulled back foreskin! The teenage boy gasped again and 
again as she washed, played and caressed it with every lapping stroke, 
finally tonguing her way back down to its base and below to the smooth soft 
flesh of his ... his balls! Godddd! Saliva excitedly dribbled down her 
tongue when she licked his excitedly swollen tesitcles with lustful, 
sweeping laps, causing Holly to nearly whimper aloud in her own mounting 
arousal! 

The curvaceous teenage brunette couldn't believe it when she heard Joanne's 
sensually fired mewlings, then saw her raising his lithe young legs and 
pressing them back until his knees touched his chest! A maddening tremor 
brushed over the nerve ends of her erotically intoxicated young body as she 
saw that the lurid position exposed his tight, brownish little anus, and 
that her naked sister-in-law was obscenely trailing her wet tongue along the 
corded ridge from his balls and between his lean widespread young buttocks! 
She tauntingly circled the puckered little hole with a lewd wantonness, 
tongue-wetting his inner buttocks, then finally stiffening its tip like a 
tiny pink baby's penis in an effort to penetrate the excitedly flexing lips 
of his rectum! God! And she thought her brother's wife was "Mrs. Purity" 
herself ... a lemon in bed! Damn, how wrong could you get? Right at that 
moment, Joanne Carter looked as if she were just about ready to blow all of 
her fuses and cum all over the bed! 

Joanne's belly and loins were, in fact, an inferno of frenzied sensations at 
the forbiddeness of her lecherous ravishment. They seethed with thrilling, 
intensified flames more avidly fulfilling than any sexual experience she had 
ever known. Truly, it was the first time, but it certainly wouldn't be the 
last! The delicious, sweet piquancy of his youthful genitals was driving her 
tauntingly toward climax from the lewd performance of her lecherous 
seduction, with nothing more than the squeezing and massaging of her 
flushed, went cunt-lips between her hot, pressuring thighs! Oh, the handsome 
young darling ... and he was so helpless lying there ... so completely 
subject to her slightest whim! There was no question, she had to know the 
taste of it, the feel of it squirting up into her mouth! God yes! She had to 
suck his boyish cum ... his young hot jism into her hungrily wanting throat 
and belly! 

Quickly, she trailed her hot, little tongue back over his sperm-inflated 
balls, upward along the thick pulsing rod of hardened flesh to its 
throbbing, velvety head, slipping her lips wetly down onto it once more. 
Oooohhhh ... sweet, luscious darling! And there would be many many more 
times like this with him ... and yes, why not some of the other...? Jimmy 
... handsome young Jimmy French! God, if she could only manage it! He and 
Barry were very close ... good friends! Ooohhhh ... later, later ... right 
now, this handsome young teenager's exquisite tasting cock...! 

Barry could think of nothing but what this coach's beautiful blonde wife was 
doing to him, and the way she looked hunched down between his widely 
scissored legs, her soft, tanned nakedness rippling all over as she sucked 
his throbbing hard rod like crazy! Her long, tumbling blonde hair was fanned 
over his straining belly like silken, spun gold, making him wonder if this 
was the beautiful girl he'd known for so long, never even dreaming she would 
do a thing like this! Man, oh man, he'd never really believe it ... jeez, 
not really ... only it was true, frigging true ... because if he didn't 
shoot off soon he was going to blow his crazy-assed mind for sure! 

She was still holding his numbing, tingly cock with two fingers clasped at 
its base while she steadily sucked it, moving her widely ovaled mouth 
rhythmically up and down and using that twisting motion of her fiery tongue 
at the drawing peak of each upstroke. He tensed his pelvic muscles, 
uncontrollably pushing his boiling loins up at her beautifully absorbing 
face. She moaned and began to suck harder, nipping now and then with her 
dazzling white teeth to make him whimper out, his prick bloodless beneath 
her scraping suck and a flame-red at its smooth, spongy tip...! 

 CHAPTER THREE 

From the concealment of the closet, Holly was hardly aware of the creeping 
movement her own slender hands made toward the firm, youthful fullness of 
her supple breasts nakedly tingling beneath her flimsy nightie. Excitedly, 
she began to massage them with cupping, circular caresses, trapping their 
prickling, hardened little nipples between her nipping fingers to knead and 
pull in her glowing voyeuristic heat. 

God, what would it taste like ... feel like in her mouth? A boy's cock ... 
Jimmy's hard cock? Oh damn, she was getting so horny hot from watching them! 
And what would Joanne do when Barry squirted his cum ... let it shoot right 
in her mouth? That's what a girl was expected to do, she knew, let the hot, 
white jism flood her mouth until she had to swallow it down into her belly! 
C-could she do that to Jimmy? Wow, she'd bet she could right at that moment! 

The sensually stimulated, dark-eyed teenager choked back a little moan and 
dropped one hand to the soft give of the virginal mound at the base of her 
passionately trembling young belly, pressuring the blood heated lips of her 
wetly excited pussy between her warm, full thighs. Through the thin nylon 
material of her short nightie, she began to rub herself there, lewdly 
undulating her rounded hips and near-naked buttocks against the pressure of 
her warm hand and fingers in the darkness as she covetously watched her 
sister-in-law's ever increasing lust! 

Suddenly, Joanne was slipping clutching hands beneath the cheeks of Barry's 
ass, lifting them while she frenziedly plunged her wet mouth down onto his 
thickly hardened, teenage cock! Dear God! It was completely disappearing 
right up into her mouth ... all of it! Damn, it had to be reaching the 
tightness of her throat, while her little nose and ovaled lips were actually 
brushing the sparse pubic hair of his pelvis! 

Holly simply couldn't stand anymore! She was getting so hot she could scream 
with the seething tension wildly building in her teenage loins and belly! 
Giddily, she tugged the wispy nightgown over her head until she was 
completely naked, dropping it to the floor. She eagerly felt the soft, 
silkiness of her own light patch of pubic curls, then the wet, tight lips of 
her young smoldering cunt palpitating against the tips of her caressing 
fingers. Her breathing quickened as she drew the blood-swollen, sensitive 
lips apart, exposing the hot inner flesh of her youthful pussy to the 
soothing air, before spreading her legs and bending to lewdly sink her 
middle finger deep up into the hotly clasping mouth of her wet vaginal 
channel! She sighed louder than she meant to, knowing a tiny measure of 
momentary relief...! 

Lustfully, as she began to slowly finger herself, the fired young Holly 
concentrated on the pair of naked white bodies both of which were glistening 
with perspiration from their furious sensual exertion. Joanne's thirstly 
licking tongue with its final swiping lick was making the violently purple 
head of Barry's young cock fervently vibrate and jerk. The teenage 
sister-in-law watched the naked blonde girl's frenzied labors, her beautiful 
white breasts rippling and dancing beneath her pumping, voluptuous body. Her 
clasping, sucking mouth was misshapenly filled with his thick, boy-hardness, 
her lush inner-lips clinging revealingly as if her mouth were about to turn 
inside out each time she sucked up off it! 

Barry cried out and thrust his trembling loins up tighter to her face, until 
he was arched off the bed! Holly gasped, but went unheard, her breathing 
quickening at the increduously salacious spectacle of her brother Billy's 
wife's small hands possessively clutching at the naked teenager's raised 
buttocks, with his thick, hard rod of cock-flesh completely submerged in her 
bizzarely sucking mouth and throat! 

The searing tongues of fire bellowed to a keener heat inside the pantingly 
frantic brunette. God yes, she could and would suck Jimmy's beautiful cock 
dry if he were there at that very moment, she lustfully thought as 
desperately, she changed positions! She leaned forward, assuming an 
absolutely obscene stance in her imagination, an angle that allowed her to 
still see through the little vent as she reached back over her full, naked 
young buttocks to the wet, hair-fringed lips and plunged two fingers into 
the throbbing depths of her burning, teenage cunt! It was gone, she knew, at 
least, most of her cherry from her fingering there, but it wouldn't have 
mattered at that insane instant anyway! Suddenly, with her other hand, she 
began to stroke the tiny bud of her quiveringly erect clitoris from the 
front, immediate sensations of mounting pressure beginning to blissfully 
build in her hotly raging loins and belly! 

Hypnotically, Holly watched, as from the bed the groans increased, 
accompanied by tempoed movements of building intensity, and she crammed her 
fingers into the liquid heat of her tightly clasping young vagina, while 
massaging her tiny clitoris in rhythm to the maddening cadence of her naked 
sister-in-law's frantic sucking! 

Barry Watts had concluded that his screaming hard cock was going to shatter 
and his balls burst all over the room at any second! His coach's curvaceous, 
hotly sucking wife had wedged both hands beneath the cheeks of his ass, 
lifting them while she plunged her omniverous mouth down onto his painfully 
thumping hardness with a frenzy. Fuck! It was completely disappearing right 
up into her beautifully contorted face ... all of it ... going all the way 
up into the back of her frigging throat ... her nose and lips brushing 
against the hairs of his pelvis! He was probably going to die, that's all, 
and she'd just bite it off and leave him there! 

Her crazy hot tongue with that final swishing lick was making his cock-head 
jerk and throb until he didn't think he could stand it any longer! He gaped 
at her breasts, her terrific, rounded white tits, jouncing and dancing 
beneath her slaving, now wetly perspiring body, the lewdly exciting sight 
adding to his driving climax as the gnawing sensation urgently began in his 
swollenly bloated young balls! 

His brain phrenetically whirled, snatching at scraps of thought ... like 
maybe next time she'd let him feel of her hot, wet cunt and luscious ass ... 
maybe even fuck her! Ooohhhh jeez ... in a minute he wouldn't care anymore 
... but then, tomorrow he would ... yeah, he knew for sure that he would 
tomorrow! He stared with blurred eyes at her beautiful face stuffed with his 
throbbing hard cock, her absorbing mouth sucking hungrily on it, her smooth 
white facial cheeks obscenely puffing in and out as she pulled. He thrust 
his pelvis tighter up to her face, his throat and mouth flannel dry! 

Jeez! Fuck! Goddamn! It was going to happen now! His pumping hardness was 
going to blow it right in her mouth! 

Furiously, the straining teenage boy began to writhe his hips, tangling his 
hands in her long golden hair to hold her there as the boiling sperm erupted 
deep down in his testicles and began to charge the length of his wildly 
jerking penis! 

"Uuuuugggghhhh!" he groaned out a passionate cry between tightly gritted 
teeth. "Nooowwww! Here it cummmmssssss...!" 

His thick young cock lurched into a violent spasming that flooded Joanne's 
rapaciously sucking mouth with gush after gush of his viscid, hot boy-sperm! 
It bloated her cheeks with every delicious, seething squirt as voraciously 
she swallowed, moaning around his semen-pumping, teenage cock while her own 
insane climax overwhelmed her! Like the young voyeuristic girl secretly 
watching from the closet, as she, too, trembled in the throes of ecstatic 
orgasm, Joanne dug her hand down between her hotly spread thighs, into the 
liquid flesh of her heatedly steaming cunt, tweaking and stroking her erect 
little fire-filled clitoris...! 

She was still sucking and nibbling on his deflating young penis with sperm 
coated lips along after Holly had picked up her nightie and stumbled on 
trembling young legs to her bed ... and long after the youthful boy-cock had 
shriveled into limp uslessness in her relentlessly nursing mouth...! 

* * * 

Some two hours later, Joanne Carter lay in the dark privacy of her and 
Billy's king sized bed, sleep yet refusing her satiated, tremulous young 
body. Though physically exhausted, at least temporarily so, her mind was too 
filled with the nature and depth of the unbelievable lecherous act she'd 
committed, to give her rest. Yet, the most amazing part was that she felt no 
remorse or shame, and if Barry did she was confident it would soon pass, 
especially once he saw and realized that there would be no visible change in 
her relationship toward him. Only when they were alone together would she 
become 'his Joe,' and certainly they were going to spend many more secret 
hours in each other's loving company! 

God, she'd never known such erotic sensations as that moment when he'd cum, 
squirting his hot, young sperm into her mouth! Damn, just the mere thinking 
of it was enough to set her right off again, it had been that sensationally 
exciting for her! She would remind him again in the morning to ask Jimmy 
French to stay the night, tomorrow being Friday. Now, in the darkness, the 
relaxing young wife smiled to herself. Poor Barry darling, she'd read the 
immediate jealousy in his young dark eyes when she'd suggested Jimmy's 
coming, and then the growing confusion of excitement when she'd further 
suggested that they might have a three-way party. 

Of course, there was no way he could refuse her and they both knew it, not 
with what he expected of her. And she would keep her end of the bargain by 
insisting he not play with his injury, although she hardly knew how she was 
going to explain it to his father or Billy. Maybe Doc Moore would help, 
knowing Barry's true feelings and being sympathetic to them. Anyway, there 
would be plenty of time to prepare for that ... teenage Jimmy French was the 
immediate delight crowding her thoughts. He was so handsome, tall, and broad 
for his fifteen years, a near genius quarterback, too, but she realized now 
that it was not his brilliance alone at the position that made her show 
partiality toward him. All of this ... this boy thing had been growing deep 
inside her for ages. Barry had been conveniently at her disposal and the 
opportune time when she'd ... she'd let herself go! Not that she didn't love 
the little darling, or his handsome young boy-cock, but Jimmy was so much 
bigger and masculine, yet, still just a boy. God, she could only imagine 
what his would be like! 

Oh, Billy would kill her if he ever knew! But he never would! She'd take 
careful precautions to insure against that. Nothing was worth the hurting of 
her wonderful husband, and she did love him so much ... but he was gone too 
often and for too long! God, what was a young, healthy woman to do? Well, 
she'd make it up to him in her own way. It wasn't as if she were running 
around, or having affairs with other men. Yes, she'd make it up to him ... 
and one night she'd very sensually seduce him into letting her suck him, 
though she knew it wouldn't be the same as sucking the tender young cocks of 
the boys ... it just couldn't be. They were so virile and sweet ... and she 
had twenty six of them on the team ... not all Jimmy French's or Barry's, 
but young and delicious in their own right, and from now on she was going to 
cultivate them all. Those she preferred, she would let play more often, show 
them preferential treatment, just as she had subconsciously down all along 
with Jimmy French over Ace Hackett. Yes, she had, and it'd taken this night 
with the teenage Barry Watts to make her realize it! 

In truth, she realized, and that was what she was and had been facing for 
the past two darkend hours, she despised the lumbering Hackett boy. Thank 
God, he was almost sixteen and this would be his last eligible year. He was 
a cumbersome quarterback, anyway, too often fumbling the hand-off, then 
overthrowing his receivers. Of course, Billy had insisted he needed to play 
more and gave him the opportunities that had lost more than one game for the 
Imps. "Honey, it's kid ball! You've got to give them all a chance in there!" 
he'd insist, but that was his viewpoint. For two years her San Carmella Imps 
had won the title, and it wasn't by letting the likes of Ace Hackett 
play.... 

In the darkness, the blonde young wife's brain continued to mirror flitting 
thoughts of mixed involvement, until at last, a soothing veil of sleep crept 
over her and she drifted into a guiltless coma of sensual contentment.... 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Holly Carter found upon awakening that morning that the feeling of smugness 
pervading her youthfully curved, teenaged body and vengeful young mind, was 
about to provide her with all the defensive ammunition she was going to need 
for a long time to come. Just how her beautiful blonde sister-in-law could 
ever hope to weasel out of this damning, sticky web she'd spun for herself 
was going to prove mighty interesting! But it was too valuably incriminating 
just to waste on any old cause, the dark-eyed young brunette blackmailingly 
thought. No, she was going to play this mighty cool, because there was no 
limit to the goodies she could wheedle out of her brother's boy-loving wife 
after what she'd seen take place the night before! 

Oh baby, she could still hardly believe it ... the way Joanne had sucked him 
... and how many more had there been before Barry? Well, she had a whole 
teenage football team to choose from, and that was some source of supply, 
wasn't it! Damn, she still couldn't get over the way the deceiving bitch had 
raked her over in front of Jimmy and the others. But suddenly, the tables 
were turned, only luscious Joanne wasn't aware of it yet. Yeah ... and when 
the right moment presented itself, dear Jo was going to find out that it 
didn't pay to tromp on little Holly...! 

It occurred to Holly then that the breakfast table should provide some 
underlying amusement, with Barry and Joanne having to face one another, and 
spritely she bounced out of bed for a fast shower. For sure, she didn't want 
to miss one minute of this, the morning after...! 

* * * 

Barry Watts had no intentions of facing his coach's beautiful blonde wife 
that morning. In fact, he wasn't sure if he could ever look at her again, 
after what'd happened the night before. Man, he was sure she was going to 
hate him, and he didn't think he could stand that ... he really loved her 
too much! 

He'd slept fitfully throughout the night, waking up time and again with a 
frightening start and just lying there trembling all over. Once, he'd 
concluded that running away was the only thing to do, and had almost made up 
his mind to it. Crap, if his Dad or Billy found out what Jo had done to him, 
one of them would kill him for sure! But then, he'd realized that running 
away wouldn't do any good. They always found a guy, and once they did it was 
worse for him because he'd tried to run-out. Man, he didn't know what he was 
going to do! 

One thing for sure, he was going to sneak out without breakfast, and maybe 
school would calm him down and help him think better. He didn't even bother 
to shower, only doused his face with cold water, brushed his teeth and 
combed his hair. Dressing quickly, he slipped from his room and quietly 
moved along the hallway toward the living room and front door.... 

"Hi, Barry! Where you off to in such a whip?" Holly sung out at him from the 
kitchen doorway, leaning against its casing, an unusually cute little smile 
playing around her young sensuous lips. 

Barry sensed his funky gut turn over. He certainly hadn't counted on running 
into her; she was usually the last up in the morning ... but it was the way 
she was smilingly staring at him, her big brown eyes twinkling as she stood 
there toying with a long tress of her glistening black hair. 

"I-ah ... I have an experiment in chemistry ... I'm supposed to check on it 
before classes," he managed, noting that she wasn't wearing any bra again 
this morning, and that her mini-skirt looked even shorter than usual, 
showing just about all of her shapely, nylon covered thighs. 

"Oh? How's the knee?" 

He remembered it then, not that it wasn't really a bit stiff and tender, but 
the way he'd been making it toward the door ... crap! "A-A little stiff ... 
but I'll live...." 

"Ah, good morning, darlings!" Joanne's throaty voice greeted from behind 
him, causing him to wheel around so fast that he almost lost his balance. 
She offered him a radiant smile, then flashed it at Holly. "Well, you two 
are around bright and early. What's the occasion? Today's Friday, not 
Saturday, or did you both forget?" 

Her unabashed smile and air took Holly completely by surprise. She was 
wearing a gold quilted satin robe, her long blonde hair pulled back in its 
usual pony-tail, her make-upless face shining like the morning sun itself! 
God almighty, what a cool chick this dragon-lady was ... like as if they'd 
only been making fudge or something on Barry's bed...! 

"I-I have a chemistry experiment I have to check on ... ," Barry stammered a 
second time, hardly able to believe the beautiful, warm smile she was 
drenching him with, while his insides began to glow from its bestowing depth 
of affection. 

"Not without breakfast, I hope, darling?" she said, gently catching hold of 
his arm with her slender white hand. "Come on ... I have something to 
discuss with both of you anyway. But first, Holly dear ... I'm terribly 
sorry about yesterday and the way I snapped at you in front of the boys. It 
was uncalled for and I'm ashamed. Please, dear ... please accept my apology, 
will you .'..?" 

The roof might have caved in! The dark-eyed, young girl wouldn't have been 
more shocked if it had! Not that she didn't think her sister-in-law was 
capable of an apology, only that the unexpected act had completely disarmed 
her! What the devil did you say to a show-stopper like that ...? 

"Well ... I don't mind telling you that I was hurt, Jo," the teenage girl 
replied, reluctant to so easily give up the edge she knew that she had, say 
nothing of her powerful ace-in-the-hole. And poor Barry, he looked as if 
he'd just eaten an unskinned banana, whole. His eyes were bugging right out 
of his head.... 

"I understand, believe me, darling, and I'm terribly sorry," Joanne 
persisted, determined to re-establish smooth relations with her young 
sister-in-law, as well as to put Barry at ease. It was all part of the plan 
she'd spawned sometime around dawn, her lecherously scheming mind exultant 
with the idea. "And to try and make up for it, why don't you invite a 
half-dozen girls out here tonight, and we'll choose some of the boys from 
the team to make a little party. You know, music, dancing, refreshments? How 
does that sound to you both? We can have it down at the locker-room gym!" 

Holly was so elated with the prospects that she hardly thought beyond the 
fact that Jimmy French would surely be there. Excitedly, her vivacious young 
eyes began to beam their delight as she answered: "Hey ... that's a wild 
idea, Jo! And do I get to help choose the guys, too?" 

The blonde older woman warmly laughed. "Of course," she replied, confident 
that her husband's sister would see to it that Jimmy French was there, just 
in case Barry got cold-feet. "What do you think of it, Barry?" 

"S-Swell. I ... I was going to ask one of the guys to stay over tonight, 
anyway," he said, looking shyly at her, as if trying to tell her that he 
remembered their bargain. 

"'very well, darling," Joanne replied. "Oh ... and don't you plan to suit-up 
this afternoon, Barry. I don't want you playing on that knee. We'll have 
Doctor Morre take another look at it early next week. We can't afford to 
take any chances with it, can we?" 

"No ... no, better not, I guess." 

"All right, darlings! Now, let's have some breakfast!" the blonde and 
beautiful Joanne Carter gaily suggested. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

By the time the girls had begun to arrive for the party, Joanne was enjoying 
a warm scotch glow. Following practice, she'd felt the need for something to 
stead her, her excitement had been provoked to such a feverish pitch. It'd 
been her own fault, the beautiful blonde coach's wife was well aware, but 
she hadn't been able to resist. God, she was almost like a child who had 
just discovered some new unknown functions of a favorite toy! A dozen times 
or more she'd made Jimmy French call a quarterback-sneak with her on 
defense, and ten out of the twelve, she had tackled him, her sensuous curves 
an inferno of trembling stimulation at their bodily contact. 

She'd hardly been any more than discreet in the lewdly suggestive manner 
which she'd unnecessarily fondled him in the pile-ups, or intentionally 
pressured her resilient breasts and soft loins against him. Several times 
she saw the flush in his young, handsome cheeks, a brilliant crimson the 
pace of the scrimmage couldn't possibly fire. Then finally, when Holly 
appeared on the sidelines, Joanne with reluctance had brought the series to 
an end, and just about in time, too, she reflected. 

Beady-eyed young Ace Hackett, standing beside her youthful sister-in-law 
with helmet in hand, was offering her an off-colored grin as she came off 
the field toward them. "Want to run through the sneak with me a few times, 
Jo?" he said, the smuttiness in his voice pricking her like a dirty needle. 
Joanne sensed her own cheeks beginning to burn as several of his oafish, 
second-string side-kicks sniggered, and teenaged Holly had glanced at all of 
them in turn, then at her. 

"That won't be necessary ... seeing you'll have no use for the practice, 
Ace!" Joanne had retaliated angrily and without thinking. Nevertheless her 
pointed answer had taken the starch out of him for a moment, though she'd 
felt a sensation of brief uneasiness at the way his embittered youthful eyes 
had narrowed, his homely mouth twisting. "Come along, Holly, I want to talk 
to you for a moment." 

"Hey, what was that all about?" the vivacious, dark-eyed girl questioned 
after they'd moved several yards away from the others. 

"Nothing ... just a bit of jealousy, Honey," Joanne had informed with hands 
on her rounded, sweat-suited hips as she watched the routine practice on 
field. "He feels he should play more, that I ought to bench Jimmy French, 
and I have no intentions of doing it." 

"Jimmy is better isn't he," Holly said, the warmth in her voice showing 
through. 

"By far...." 

"Though Billy always said it was a kid's league and the boys should have 
equal chance," her younger sister-in-law reminded. "Man, he's such a big, 
strong boy, Jo ... can't you play him in some other position once in 
awhile...?" 

"Please, Holly, let me run the team, all right?" the pony-tailed blonde 
edgily cut her short. 

"Wow! Okay ... if that's the way you feel," Holly retorted in surprise. "Far 
be it from me and all that ... Now, what did you want to talk to me about?" 

Joanne sighed, displeased with herself again for so quickly losing patience 
with her husband's beautiful young sister. God, it was the last thing she 
wanted to do at this point. "I-I just wanted to remind you that you'll have 
to be careful with your invitations for tonight. We can't invite them all, 
but we don't want any hard feelings amongst them, either. So, just tell each 
boy you ask not to say anything about it to the others...." 

"What the heck, I don't see any reason why we can't have a party and invite 
who we want without the others getting sore, Jo?" Holly had questioned, 
tilting her head cutely to one side. "After all, we do live here, don't we? 
It's not just a football club for gosh sake...." 

"Okay, Honey, I understand and you do, too ... but they might not. Now, will 
you do as I say?" 

"Sure, but as far as I'm concerned, anyone who doesn't like it can go hang," 
the young angrily speaking girl had insisted, then had told her the names of 
the boys she was going to invite. 

The others had made little difference to the carefully planning woman, once 
she'd learned that her handsome prize quarterback was included. And Barry 
had already let her know that he'd invited the tow-headed, blue-eyed Jimmy 
to stay the night with him and that the tall, well-built teenager had 
accepted. God, was it any wonder that she'd felt the necessity of several 
drinks to stabalize the roused tension inside her? It was clicking like 
well-jeweled clock-work! 

A caterer in San Carmella had taken care of dinner for the boys with Barry 
and Holly joining them in the gym where they had set up a pleasant table 
arrangement. Joanne had no intentions of joining them until their dancing 
evening was well underway. She would more or less make the chaperone 
appearance, perhaps dance once or twice if asked, but generally stay out of 
the picture. Her party was to come later, once Barry and Jimmy were in their 
room, after her darling ward had paved the way by dropping a series of hints 
which she had already instructed him in. God, it just couldn't go wrong; it 
was a perfect plan ... wasn't it? 

What she needed was another drink, the excited blonde wife in her chic slack 
ensemble, decided, gaining her feet and crossing the living room. There was 
still plenty of time to put behind her.... 

* * * 

"Y-You got to be putting me on, Barry!" the tall, good-looking teenager 
managed in a low, hollow voice of disbelief. "I-I can't believe it ... not 
Jo?" 

"Man, would I tell you a thing like that if it weren't so?" Barry 
half-whispered to his buddy in the darkness of the warm, autumn night. 
They'd stepped outside the gym where they could talk without being 
overheard, the rock-sounds from the records along with bits of laughter 
drifting to them. 

"So ... that's what you been hinting at all along, and I was too dumb to 
catch on!" Jimmy French huskily exclaimed, a feeling of young, lewd 
excitement immediately charging through him. His mind clicked back to 
practice earlier and the way she'd kept him running the quarterback-sneak 
over and over. At the time, he'd thought it pretty stupid, though it 
would've been okay with him if she'd wanted to run it a couple-dozen more 
times. Jeez, the feel of her soft curves beneath that sweat-suit when she 
tackled him, then rubbing her big tits against him in the pile-ups! It'd 
never been quite like that for him before ... but then, she'd never acted 
just the same before either, now that he thought about it! "Y-You mean, she 
actually ... actually sucked it right in her mouth, man?" 

"All the way, and no crap!" Barry answered with a grin, his nervousness 
leaving him when he saw the quick enthusiasm of his best friend. He'd really 
been a little worried over how the older boy would take it, aware of Jimmy's 
quiet manner and more or less straight-laced upbringing. Though they'd never 
really discussed it, Barry figured that the other had never even felt-up a 
girl anymore than he had, that probably necking was as far as he'd ever got, 
too. "No kidding now, Jimmy ... give it to me for real ... you ever did it 
to a girl?" 

The tall, broad-shouldered teenager shook his head, then: "Almost, once ... 
but I went chicken," he admitted with an embarrassed little smile. "She was 
one of them beach-bunnies, you know the type ... I met her when my folks and 
I were on vacation. Man, that was two years ago and she was sixteen then. 
Boy, I was going great until she took my hand and put it on her tit, and 
just like that I was running down the beach for home!" 

Barry laughed outright, picturing the scene, and pleased with his buddy's 
candor with him. "I'll bet you wouldn't run if you had the chance again, 
would you?" 

"Are you kidding? She was a sweet looking chick, all right ... but nothing 
like Jo! Jeez, Barry, I can still hardly believe it, though I know you're 
not crapping me," he said, excitedly staring at his friend. "A-And you think 
maybe she'll come in to do it again tonight ... with me right there with 
you...?" 

"I'll bet on it!" the dark-eyed boy whispered, his young mind beginning to 
race with his own aroused anticipation. "Look, Jim, your my buddy and I'm 
going to give it to you straight ... Jo asked me to invite you to stay! It 
was her idea! She ... she even said we might have a three-way party ... and 
that's no crap, honest!" 

"H-Holy shit!" the tow-headed teenager gasped, just before the feminine 
voice behind them said: 

"Come on, you guys! What're you doing out here? Why aren't you dancing?" 

Both boys abruptly wheeled to see Holly in her hot-pants and braless blouse 
smiling in the light of the doorway. 

"W-We're just coming in," Jimmy replied, conscious of the swelling in the 
front of his tight jeans from their conversation and what Barry was willing 
to bet was going to happen! 

"Good," Holly said. "I've been looking all over for you to dance with me." 
She moved forward and took hold of his arm with both of hers, brushing the 
unhampered resilience of her firm young breast casually against it. "There 
are some good numbers coming right up ... and Ellen White is looking for 
you, Barry...." 

In the sultry moonlit night as she approached the gym, Joanne overheard her 
young sister-in-law's gaily voiced words. She saw the three of them then and 
slowed her pace to let them go inside. There was still an hour or so to kill 
before she called a halt to the young people's evening. It would only be ten 
o'clock or so then, but she intended to pull the boys' training and the last 
bus into town for the girls as her reasoning. Then, her little party would 
begin! God, it would be a wonder if she could last that long, she lewdly 
thought to herself; she was so hot and wet between her legs with just the 
anticipation! 

"Hi, Jo," a familiar young male voice greeted from the shadows. "Hey, what's 
going on in the gym? Sounds like a party or something...." 

Ace Hackett's unexpected, gruff young tone gave Joanne a momentary fright as 
he moved close to her and she recognized his homely face. She might have 
gasped out had not the quantity of Scotch she had already consumed slowed 
her reactions, as well as glazed her nerves. 

"Wh-What're you doing here this time of night?" she sharply questioned, 
immediately displeased at the sight of the teenaged intruder. 

"I came out to get my English book ... forgot and left it in my locker this 
afternoon," he replied, looking toward the gym where the music was coming 
from. "My Pop let me take his car. I was going up to the house to ask you if 
I could get into the gym, then I saw the lights and heard the music...." 

"Holly and Barry are having a little party with a few friends," Joanne 
informed, wondering how she could keep him from going inside and then 
realizing downheartedly that she couldn't. 

"Yeah...? Who's there?" he questioned, obviously rankled and not making too 
strong an effort to hide it. 

"Oh ... I'm not sure. Holly did the inviting, I guess," the voluptuous 
blonde girl replied, effecting casualness. "If you want, I'll go in and get 
your book for you. What's your number and combination...?" 

"Jimmy French in there?" 

"I-I'm not sure ... but I think he is...." 

The big husky teenager offered her that smutty, homely grin of his. "I'll 
lay money he is, lady ... and that you know damned well he is!" 

Joanne sensed her blood pressure rapidly mounting, the liquor firing rather 
than helping to control it. "And just what is that supposed to mean, young 
man? I don't think I like your nasty insinuation!" 

He continued to grin almost vulgarly at her. "Well, now, I'm sorry about 
that, Jo, but it doesn't change my bet one little bit. As a matter-of-fact, 
if Billy were here I'd wager he'd agree with me ... if he were here, which 
he ain't. But I suppose it'd be simple for a guy to get in touch with him, 
eh?" 

Joanne swallowed tightly, an awesomely uncomfortable sensation beginning to 
gnaw at the base of her soft belly. She couldn't show fear, or the least 
sign of any apprehension! ... Had to brazen it through...! "I think perhaps 
it would be best for you to turn in your equipment, Thomas Hackett!" his 
coach's blonde wife put coldly to him, her blue eyes gleaming rage in the 
shallow light from the moon. "And perhaps right now would be a good time to 
do it!" 

The big teenager made a scurrilous laughing sound half under his breath. 
"Come down off your horse, lady. You know I ain't going to do that! In fact, 
I've decided that I should play at least half of every game from now on for 
the rest of the season. I think my Pop would like that. He's always asking 
me how come I don't get a chance out there, but I don't tell him much. You 
know, Mrs. Carter, I'm really a pretty qualified guy ... in many respects 
... once you get aquainted with me. Think about that!" He took several steps 
backward before turning away from her, his vile grin broadening his big, 
homely face in the gentle light of the night. "Now, I'm going in and get my 
book. As a matter-of-fact, I might even join the party for awhile. 'Night, 
Jo ... see you tomorrow at practice...." 

Joanne Carter sensed the heavy breathing causing her full breasts to rise 
and fall. An unprecedented tightness had knotted in her middle, a feeling of 
panic that momentarily had sapped the very strength from her shapely limbs. 
She watched the husky teenage figure move away from her without a backward 
glance, then disappear into the gym. Trembling, she took several steps and 
leaned herself in needing support against the trunk of a tree. Good God! 

How much did he know? He was so cock-sure of himself ... the ugly young 
bastard! Blackmail ... that's what it was ... and he'd implied that he might 
even go to Billy! ... Go to Billy with what...? Get hold of yourself, girl? 
What could he ever say to Billy? He was only guessing ... basing his 
supposition on what he'd witnessed earlier that afternoon on the field 
between Jimmy and her! Damn, she had been an idiot, letting her lust run 
away with her right out there before all of them! Stupid ... absolutely 
stupid! But that was the extent of his knowledge! He was guessing ... though 
too damned accurately ...! God, it wasn't too late! She could put an end to 
it right there and now! 

To this point, there'd only been Barry, and he wasn't about to give her 
away! Ooohhh ... what she needed was a drink! Go back to the house ... call 
the gym from there! She just couldn't join them now, not with Ace Hackett 
there to sneakily glare and toss his suggestive grins at her! Go back to the 
house ... think it out over a drink...! 

* * * 

"Come on! Don't be that way, Barry ... you either, Jimmy!" Holly excitedly 
coaxed. "Ace's got his father's car and Jenny's ready to go with him! How 
about you, Ellen?" 

"Sounds wild to me!" the attractive teenage redhead responded, clutching at 
Barry's arm. 

"There'll only be the six of us and Ace knows the guy who owns the 
Roadhouse! You're sure he'll let us in now, aren't you, Ace?" Holly 
questioned with enthusiasm. 

"Hey, no question, doll. I do his yard work for him every Saturday. We're 
like A and B, that close!" the big teenager replied with a proud grin. "Come 
on, how about it, you guys?" 

Barry had no intentions of going, but he wasn't quite sure about his buddy. 
Holly had been rubbing herself all over him through the slow soul songs, and 
at the moment, with glowing eyes, he was hugging her willing, young sexy 
body tightly against him. Anyway, he didn't dig Ace's driving the most, 
having ridden with him before, and especially at night. On top of it all, Jo 
was going to pay him a visit, and as much as Ellen White gave him nice 
feelings inside, she damn sure couldn't take the place of what he'd wildly 
enjoyed with the older woman last night! Besides, she'd be around another 
time.... 

"Well, how about it Barry?" Jimmy put to him, levelly eyeing his friend. 
"I'm your guest, so it's up to you." 

The dark eyed teenager shook his head, avoiding both Holly's and Ellen's 
faces. "No ... it'd be breaking training, and I don't intend to do that," he 
said for an excuse. "Besides, Holly, you know Jo would really blow her cool 
and it isn't worth that. If you guys want to, go ahead, but count me out. 
Sorry, Ellen." 

"Oh, that's okay, Barry," she quickly answered with a smile. "I should get 
home, too. Maybe, some other time we can do...." 

"Oh hell!" Holly angrily snapped. "You kill me, Barry! You really do!" she 
irrascibly threw at him, almost biting her tongue to keep from saying 
something she would probably be sorry for. Who did he think he was kidding 
... worrying about Jo blowing her cool! Man, after what she'd seen the night 
before, and knowing he didn't give a damn about training, and especially 
football? 

"Okay, baby, so you and Jim, Jenny and I'll make it...." Ace interrupted. 

"No ... better count me out, too, Ace," Jimmy said. "Sorry, Holly, but 
Barry's right about the training. Anyway, we have a league game tomorrow 
afternoon and I want to be in shape for that. Remember, Ace, we're playing 
the Insurgents and they're tough...." 

"To hell with it!" Holly spat, openly angry at the boy of her dreams' 
decision. She disgustedly let go of him and moved away, closer to Ace. "If 
your damned football means so much then ... then take it to bed with you!" 

"M-Maybe they're right, Holly," Jenny Cardwell, a supple fifteen year old 
brunette with long hair, gently added. "It's a wild idea and would probably 
be a ball, but the guys train so hard ... Maybe, we shouldn't let 'em goof 
off this way...." 

"Jenny's right," Ellen White put in. "We can do this some other night, can't 
we?" 

"Forget it, forget it!" Holly, a shade less than being in a rage at Jimmy 
French's decision, blurted, moving over to grasp hold of Ace's muscular arm. 
Then, ignoring them and looking up at him: "How about you and me cutting it, 
Ace?" 

"Sure ... sure, Doll. Why not if the rest are going to chicken!" Ace said, 
grasping her warm little hand in his own big one, visions of sensual delight 
beginning to materialize in his brain. 

"Better think it over, Holly," Barry put in, looking with concern at the 
girl he thought of almost as a sister and knowing Hackett's reputation. 
"Come on, let's not get Jo down on us, eh?" 

Again, the raven-haired young girl mentally bit her tongue. She'd actually 
grabbed onto Ace hoping that Jimmy would get his ire up ... maybe even take 
a poke at the lug, but instead, he'd just turned his back and walked away, 
as if he didn't care! Goddamn him ... and she'd had such exciting plans for 
this night! Oooohhh ... she could just cry ... but she wasn't going to! If 
that's the way he wanted to be, then she could be just as.... 

The telephone ringing in the office splintered her thoughts, catching 
everyone's attention. 

"That'll be Jo," Barry said. "It's quarter to ten." 

"We don't go then?" Holly pressed as the ringing continued. 

Almost in unison, Ellen White, Jenny Cardwell and Barry shook their heads. 
Jimmy had strayed too far away even to hear the question. The telephone 
sound brought him back to their group and Holly repeated her words to him. 

"Another time, Holly ... not tonight," he calmly said as Barry moved toward 
the office. 

Holly could scream; she was that up-tight! Damn, she'd planned it out so 
carefully ever since Jo suggested the party that morning. Of course, Ace's 
appearance and suggestion of the Roadhouse hadn't been part of her idea, but 
it had fit perfectly. They would park someplace and neck ... then...? Now, 
he was just playing the aloof male, and only because she'd grabbed onto Ace! 
Good! Let him simmer! He liked her and she knew it ... like her more than a 
little bit, but was falling right into line with Barry's crap ... God, and 
she'd been so horny all day just thinking about it ... like she still 
was...! 

"Okay ... okay," she caught snatches of Barry's young voice. "We'll shut 
down now...." 

Barry held the receiver tightly, his hand perspiring around it, his ear 
tuned to the near-by throaty voice. "Is Ace Hackett still there?" it asked. 

"Yes ... but I think he'll be leaving." 

"And you've made Jimmy understand ... I mean ... what we planned?" 

"Yes. We talked about it." 

"Is ... is he receptive, darling?" her voice huskily whispered. 

"I-I think so ... he was pretty excited at the idea...." 

"And you ... are you excited, Barry baby?" 

"...Yeah ... I really am, Jo...." 

"All right, Angel ... you know what to do. Get rid of everybody and come up 
to the house. Remember to turn the lights on in your room the way I said. 
I'll be listening and watching until you boys are in bed, then ... then 
...!" 

Hoarsely, he managed: "I-I don't know about Holly, or what she's going to 
do...." 

"Don't worry about her, darling. Simply tell her that Jo said to come home 
and now! Remind her that I've been thinking about buying that evening cape 
for her that she wanted so badly. She'll be a good girl, lover ... just do 
what Jo tells you." 

"All right ... I'll do it," he chokingly answered, hearing the kissing sound 
of her lips in his ear and realizing that his cock was half-hard just from 
the sound of her voice.... 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Thumbing a magazine, Joanne had greeted their entrance with a warm, casual 
smile, then suggested if they were hungry to go to the kitchen and dig 
around. She was pleased that Holly was with them, though the vivacious 
teenager was unhidably upset. She might have given more thought to her 
husband's young sister had not her mind been so engrossed with the tall and 
handsome Jimmy French who's usually discerning eyes seemed to be avoidingly 
filled with a gleam all their own. 

God, he was as excited as she! Joanne sipped at her drink, idly going 
through the magazine, while actually pricking her ears toward their 
conversation in the kitchen. It occurred to her that their voices seemed 
lower than usual ... than necessary, and then she recognized Holly's tones 
in a crispness suggesting anger. She tried to eavesdrop, but it was useless; 
they were speaking almost in whispers. It chafed the older blonde woman 
because it meant they were discussing something that she was not supposed to 
hear. And it was Holly's irate whispers that seemed to be dominating the 
conversation! Damn her, if she did anything to spoil her plans, there was 
going to be hell to pay around that house...! 

"Oh damn, Barry ... don't give me that training crap!" Holly angrily hissed 
at him; then, on second thought: "Besides, with your knee you can't play 
tomorrow, anyway! We could've had a ball." 

"What about me, Holly? I have to play tomorrow," Jimmy French softly 
reminded her. 

The raven-haired, dark-eyed girl fiercely stared at him. "Ooohh! You make me 
sick ... you ... you ass! Haven't you grown up enough yet to know there are 
more important things than football? Stupid...!" 

With that, the enraged teenager stomped from the kitchen, purposely giving 
her young rounded hips and full buttocks an extra switch in their hot-pants, 
as if to show him what he'd passed up! Without a word, or even looking at 
her sister-in-law, Holly pounded through to her bedroom, slamming the door 
behind her, glad now that she'd made the secret arrangement with Ace 
Hackett. It was going to serve Jimmy French just right, whatever happened! 
Though, already she was changing her intentions. Why should she go out and 
sit in a parked with him? God, she certainly didn't want to neck with him, 
or even pet ... but she was raging enough to do a hell of a lot more! 

Remembering, the vivacious teenager crossed the room and locked her door. 
The last time she'd done that was to watch Barry ... and it occurred to her 
then, that tonight she could watch Jimmy! Only ... the watching and seeing, 
even if it was hard, wasn't enough! It only made her hotter, and she was 
sick and tired of fingering herself! That's what boy's cocks were made for 
... as her dear sister-in-law well knew! 

Ooooohhhhh! 

Seething, the young shapely brunette went to her bed and dropped down onto 
its edge. She glanced at her watch. Ace would be making an appearance at her 
window soon. That had been the plan between them, that maybe she could talk. 

Jimmy and Barry into changing their minds and sneaking out. Both Ellen and 
Jenny had agreed to wait for thirty minutes and if they didn't show, Ace 
would take them home ... then come back for her. He was probably already on 
his way into town with the girls because they didn't appear, and should be 
back shortly. But now, Holly wasn't so sure that she wanted to go to the 
Roadhouse with him. She didn't really dislike the guy, but he sure didn't do 
anything for her. It was just that he was big ... and she had a thing for 
big boys ... like Jimmy, damn him! Oh ... to hell with Jimmy! 

Suddenly, she was listening, aware that the boys were going to Barry's room. 
Excitement rippled through her at the thought of them undressing and she 
almost bolted to her feet. If Ace came back, she'd tell him it ... it was 
too dangerous for her to chance! Closing her drapes, the curvaceous teenager 
began to undress, finding her nightie, then stripping naked before slipping 
its shortie, sheer frills over her sensually developed, young white body. 
She wanted to be naked, or nearly so, if by chance she saw Jimmy that way 
... saw his cock and balls, even if it wasn't hard ... because she knew 
she'd want to finger her pussy! God, she'd been so horny all day just 
thinking about him...! 

With mouth growing dry, the beautiful teenage girl lowered her lights and 
entered the clothes closet, slipping stealthily into her voyeur's position 
and immediately spotting Barry in his shorts! Then, Jimmy removed his 
pullover shirt and began to undo his jeans, unzipping his fly and kicking 
them off to send a wild chill racing up her own nearly naked young spine! He 
stood in his white jockey shorts, like Barry! God, she hoped they didn't 
intend to sleep in them like boys often did! The swell at the front of her 
Jimmy's was so full...! 

"Should we take 'em off, Barry?" the handsome young quarterback questioned, 
the meaning of his words causing Holly's brow to wrinkle. Now, what the 
devil was that all about? Why did he ask if they should take off their 
shorts...! 

"Yeah ... let's," Barry whispered. "It might make it easier ... if you know 
what I mean...." 

For a moment, Holly was spellbound by their exchange of words. God, they 
sounded almost like a couple of queers...! She gaped as both slid their 
shorts down off their slender hips, her eyes quickly fastening onto the 
limp, foreskinned length of Jimmy's long, flaccid cock, the rim of its head 
out-lined beneath the sleeved, outer layer of loose, white skin as it rested 
beneath his hanging testicles, a shroud of blondish hair curling around the 
entire area! Damn ... it was handsome, like him ... all of him! I-If only 
it'd get hard, she thought, subconsciously caressing one full breast through 
the gossamery material of her nightie.... 

"I-I still can't believe it, Barry," Jimmy whispered, stretching out on his 
side of the bed, but not covering himself. "Man ... what'll I say when she 
comes in ... if she does?" 

"You don't have to say anything. Just wait ... she'll do the rest...." 

Holly stared, digesting the words, her hand falling away from her young 
tingling breast even though her passion lay exposed before her. She'll do 
the rest ...? What the...? Jo! My God! That was it ... had to be! Who else 
after what she'd seen last night? Her sister-in-law! Billy's wife! There was 
something planned amongst them! Goddamn ... no wonder they didn't want to 
swing at the Roadhouse! They had plans with Joanne, her own brother's wife, 
and all she could do was just stand there and watch the whole show! Oh God, 
she could cry ... or could she? 

No! She wouldn't! And the way they were lying there completely naked and 
stretched out! Oooohhh...! 

"Can I come in, boys?" 

It was Jo! Jimmy lurched, half covering himself with the sheet as the blonde 
woman looked carefully in, then entered, closing the door quietly behind 
her! Holly heard the lock shoot home, her youthful, teenage eyes gaping at 
the sight taking place before her! Her sister-in-law was wearing nothing but 
a black negligee! She was totally naked beneath, her sensual curves 
erotically enhanced by the see-through material, her firm, full breasts with 
their pink capped nipples as hard as marbles embossing its upper front, and 
the enshadowed "V" of her vagina at the base of her belly. 

No question now! Joanne had set this up with Barry! The bitch! Even her own 
tight young pussy had begun to grow wet at the scene, as was Jimmy's 
beautiful cock getting hard, lurching and jerking into stretching hardness, 
that sight mesmerizing her for a moment! And then, there was the tapping 
against her window-pane...! Ace! God...! 

"Shhhhhhh!" Holly hissed, finger over lips in the pale light showing in her 
room as she opened the window and screen for him. "Don't make a sound or 
they'll hear you!" 

"Who ... who'll hear me?" he whispered, once inside her room, his beady eyes 
raking over her flimsily covered nakedness. 

"In the next room ... come with me, but let's shut off all the lights!" the 
teenager said, hustling to perform her own suggestion. Then, she faced him, 
putting her hands meaningfully on the muscles of his arms. "You'll have to 
be completely still, Ace! We don't want them to hear us!" 

"Who? What the hell're you talking about?" 

"Shhhhhhhh!" Holly insisted with gestured finger over lips. "Come with 
me...!" 

She'd taken hold of his big hand to guide him in the darkness, not that he 
didn't like that, but Ace wished to hell she'd left on some light. Christ, 
she was naked beneath that little nightie! He'd seen her rounded, jutting 
tits and the outline of her pussy hair right through it when he'd first came 
through the window, the goddamned sight just about flooring him! What the 
hell did she intend, undressed like that, if not to let him lay her? His 
cock had just about leaped into hardness, then she'd snapped off the 
frigging light before he could latch onto and run his hands over her...! 

"Shhhhh...!" he heard her warning again in the darkness, then he saw the 
faint light coming through what looked like some sort of vent and he pressed 
as close to her soft, nightie covered nakedness as he could...! 

"Jes...!" he started to blurt out at the sight in the next room, but Holly's 
little hand clamping over his mouth muffled the sound. 

Hot fuck! Barry Watts, Jimmy French and Jo ... both guys bare-assed and the 
beautiful blonde bitch almost...! He could see right through the black 
negligee she had on, see her luscious naked ass, the rounded curves of her 
hips and her full thighs ... while the guys lay on the bed, their cocks as 
hard as goal-posts! Wh-What the hell was going to happen...? Jo was saying 
something down to them, but he couldn't hear what, Holly was breathing so 
loud in his ear...! 

The frigging goofs were gaping up at her, and ... double fuck! She was 
slipping out of the negligee and letting it fall to the floor. She half 
turned then, and Ace saw her thrusting, fully pointed breasts with their 
hardened little nipples! Lustfully, his beady young eyes raked down her, to 
her dimpled navel and the sparse golden triangle between the tanned 
whiteness of her smooth, slightly spread legs, her whole naked cunt in plain 
view! He could even see the moistened pink crevice between its fleshy, 
hair-lined lips...! 

"S-She's beautiful isn't she?" Holly faintly whispered, but Ace was afraid 
to answer, afraid that his voice would croak like a frog! The whole fucking 
thing was too much to absorb in the short minute they'd been watching ... 
the warm feel of the soft young body pressed nakedly ... or almost ... 
against his, the fresh perfumed smell of her, her hot, girlish breath 
against his cheek ... and the goddamned wild spectacle unfolding before 
them...! Shit, his own swollen cock was like a straining, trapped animal 
inside his pants...! 

Joanne bent down then to pick up her negligee, her lushly ovaled, 
ivory-mooned buttocks slightly spreading with the movement! The sweet bitch, 
she was doing it on purpose. The lewd positioning was giving the guys a 
fleeting peek at her snug, hair-fringed cunt as well as her tightly 
puckered, little asshole, and he could see them as well as they! 

"Well, darlings .-...?" Ace heard her throaty voice as she again turned to 
face them. "Am I welcome to stay?" 

"Damn, Barry ... y-you weren't kidding!" Jimmy French gasped, as Ace and 
Holly strained their ears to listen, the first-string quarterback's lustful 
young eyes look as if they might melt right in his frigging head! 

"W-What do you want us to do, Jo?" Barry managed, pretending at being the 
cool, seasoned cat. 

"Nothing, baby," the gorgeous naked blonde bitch hotly whispered, moving 
toward the bed, then kneeing her way onto it as she slowly spread Barry's 
legs apart. "Just leave that to Jo ... and first, I think we better let 
Jimmy watch to get the general idea of how our little party goes. All right, 
Jimmy...?" 

"G-Go ahead ... yeah ... I'll just ... just watch...!" 

And as her lust-excited, teenage audience, both known and unknown, stared 
through fired, youthful eyes, the blonde, naked young wife with her full 
breasts hanging and swaying provocatively, moved on all-fours until her face 
was directly above Barry's upthrusting, hard young cock! She gently took 
hold of it with thumb and two-fingers at its base, and as Holly gasped in 
his ear, Ace watched his coach's beautiful wife lower her lips to kiss the 
dimpled tip of its purple head! Holy shit! He saw her tiny pink tongue worm 
out, its end wiggling into Barry's cock-slit, her other small hand tenderly 
beginning to play with his balls! Then, the thumb and fingers skillfully 
drew down its foreskin, and as Ace's hand smoothed over the small of Holly's 
back outside her nightie, they both breathlessly gaped at Jo's moist ovaled 
lips sliding obscenely down over Barry's cock-head! Fuck, she was sucking 
him...! 

Barry Watts could do nothing more than he had the night before ... moan 
aloud at the overwhelming sensations Joanne's hot sucking mouth engulfing 
his rock-hard cock was rifling through his tensed nakedness! He raised his 
head to watch, still hardly believing the way she was so sensously sucking 
and nursing it! Man, he'd never really believe it, he guessed! B-But there 
was Jimmy gaping wide-eyed, as naked as he and holding onto his own hardened 
prick, his face twisted with horny incredulity like his own must have looked 
last night. A shudder raked over him as he focused on Billy's beautiful wife 
when her tensiled lips and hot, liquid mouth began working up and down, her 
lashing, searing tongue twirling and twisting around it to swath with every 
upsuck! Damn, he couldn't stand much of this tonight! Already, his balls 
were beginning to churn and he was getting that electric sensation down near 
his asshole...! 

"Oh ... wow,Jo! I-If you keep doing it ... I'm going to cum for sure!" he 
desperately warned, gaping at her with glazing eyes...! 

That, the lecherous young wife in her deliciously incited nakedness, was 
suddenly conscious of and very much adverse to this early in the game ... 
not before she had savored the anticipated delights of them both to the 
lust-sating fullest! Slowly, she sucked up off his youthful, jerking cock, 
her sensual eyes twinkling, her breasts erotically swaying with the 
movement. 

"Well, we can't have you spoiling the party, darling ... so maybe we better 
let the hard little fellow rest a little," she said, casting her glance over 
at Jimmy's longer and thicker teenage cock, its rigid white hardness having 
wildly whetted her passion from the moment she'd first laid eyes on it ... 
just as she'd known it would! "And now ... it's your turn, Jimmy 
darling...!" 

Jimmy could only stare at her moving over between his legs, spreading them 
to her own advantage, her beautiful pink tipped breasts dancing and rippling 
as they hung down, her long blonde hair tumbling beautifully over her 
shoulders! God almighty, he was frozen, his hand still clutching at his 
almost hurtfully hardened cock! Ooohhh ... he'd never felt more like a 
little kid in his life...! 

Joanne sensed his tight-throated confusion and warmly smiled down at him, 
then, without a word, disengaged his strong, broad hand from his swollen 
penis to gently curl her soft, slender fingers around its hot, thick 
hardness. Tenderly, she began to stroke it as he grunted in response, the 
inflaming feel of it in her hand causing freshly excited moisture to wetly 
seep from her feverishly flushed cuntal-lips. With loving eagerness, she 
continued to stroke it, her lecherous blue eyes dropping to feast on the 
beauty of his filling, virile young balls. At last, she lowered her face 
down over it and drew the foreskin tightly back to reveal its bulbous, fiery 
glans, the tiny, sparkling drop of seminal fluid her caresses had raised to 
bubble at the thin little split of its tip drawing her little wet tongue 
from her mouth like an irresistible magnet...! 

"The goddamned bitch!" Holly rancorously hissed, hardly conscious of Ace's 
big hand massaging her young, vibrant breast through the sheerness of her 
nightie. A combination of mixed and frantic emotions raced through her soft, 
teenage belly as the hot hand pinched and rolled her tiny erogenous nipple 
into a little firebrand of prickling delight, while the enraging, 
heartbreaking sight of what her brother's wife was about to do to the boy of 
her dreams was fusing her with bitter hate ... or was it envy...? God, she 
wasn't quite sure ... the boy-sucking, wanton slut ... Billy would kill her 
... if she, herself, didn't do it first! 

"Look! She's licking French's cock now!" Ace lewdly whispered down into the 
young teenage girl's ear. "You see that? She tongued a drop of his jism like 
it was candy, for chris' sake!" 

"Shhhh ... not so loud, Ace!" Holly whispered, wanting to nudge him with her 
dropped hand, a thrilling jolt charging through her nearly naked young body 
when she realized that she'd touched his hardened cock with the effort! She 
heard his gasp and felt his hand spread out to meaningfully clutch at her 
firmly swollen breast. She looked up at him, her young dark eyes wide and 
alive with incited desire. God, he was handsome at that moment, she 
excitedly realized, raising her face as he bent down to hotly kiss her, his 
burning tongue racing into her mouth to lock with her own! 

Passionately, the young aroused girl turned in his arms to face him, never 
breaking their kiss as she slipped her own arms up around his neck, 
pressuring her chaste, teenage body against his male hardness and feeling 
his big hands smoothing down her back to caress her naked ass-cheeks! 

When they finally broke the kiss. Holly's mind was desirously made-up! Even 
though she knew she was lying to herself, she mentally placed the blame 
entirely on Jimmy and her older sister-in-law! If they could, so could she 
... and God, she had .to ... had to! 

"T-Take off your clothes, darling ... you can lay them on my bed!" she hotly 
whispered against his chin, her one little hand smoothing down over his hard 
chest and belly to the front of his jeans, and the thick, swollen stiffness 
there! Hesitantly at first, then with undeniable desire, she caressed and 
explored with fingertips, while he harshly panted into her face. 

"Jesus Christ!" he choked, "I-I'll fuck you if I do, Holly! I swear it...!" 

"I ... I know! Hurry ... get naked ... like I'm going to do!" she hissed, 
breaking his hold and suddenly stripping her little nightie over her head. 
"Now ... you see? Do it, Ace! I want you to fuck me ...!" 

 ... Joanne, in her liquor-keened lust, possessively clasped the lean, 
smoothly textured flesh of Jimmy French's narrow young hips and hollowed 
buttocks, sensing his understandable tightness slowly giving way beneath her 
passionate sucking of his handsome young hardness. God, he was so 
beautifully endowed ... his youthful cock so long and thick, its spongy, hot 
head indescribably delectable, filling her mouth and rubbing along the 
length of her tongue toward her throat! By degrees, she would suck it deeper 
and deeper, knowing the more inflamed she became, the more of his long, 
teenage cock she would have to have fucking into her mouth! God, she almost 
wished he was up over her and thrusting it between her lips however he 
chose, without her able to do one thing about it only accept and suck until 
he shot his hot, young sperm in a torrent down her throat! But ... but she 
had to think of Barry, too! Maybe another time with just Jimmy and herself 
... but tonight, Barry was a necessary factor! 

She saw her young ward peripherally. Like Jimmy had, he was fisting and 
stroking his swollen young cock as he watched her sucking his best friend. 
Jealous? Perhaps, she reasoned, and God knows, there was no room for that! 
Affectionately, she reached over, brushing his clutching hand away and 
grasping his hardened rod to caress and stroke. Then, while she continued to 
suck, she made Barry understand with gentle, pulling gestures that she 
wanted him behind her, and he moved onto his knees while she guided him 
there to her lewdly spread buttocks, widening the distance between her knees 
so that he would understand! She heard his grunts of youthful, carnal 
passion as he knead his way along the bed between her spread open legs; then 
she left the rest to him...! 

"Wh-What are they doing, baby?" Ace questioned, easing back into the closet 
and standing behind her. Her head and hair hid the vent from his view, but 
that wasn't bothering him at the moment. Stripping, he'd come up with a 
chicken feeling. Suppose this Holly doll suddenly turned screamo, or 
whatever? She was hot, all right, and ready, too, but he'd seen those little 
gnats before! One minute it was 'come on lover' and the next, 'you raping 
bastard'! Fuck, he wanted her! Christ, how he wanted to salt it in her, but 
as wild and receptive as the circumstances were ... she was only fifteen! 
Man ... that was jail bait, and he'd already worked up a record by fucking 
thirteen year old Linda Kallay ... the sexy little bitch! Another such 
charge against him ... she'd actually taken out his cock ... could ice him 
for years...! 

"Jo is sucking Jimmy's cock like a demon, and Barry's kneeling behind her 
... but I don't know what he's going to do ... fuck her, or what!" the naked 
teenager hissed without moving her head, her lewd use of choice, four-letter 
words like an agitator in his belly and loins. He moved in closer behind 
her, letting his hands encircle her tiny satin-like waist, then continually 
slip around to feel of her soft, giving belly, while the huge, ugly length 
of his cock he eased slowly, experimentally, toward her protruding, naked 
buttocks! Closer and closer he inched, until the swollen arm of it was like 
a flagstaff between the lush underhang of her fully rounded young ass-cheeks 
... and she hadn't shied even once from it! In fact, if anything, she'd 
pressed back against him in an almost inconspicious, undulating movement! 

"The goddamned bitch, Ace! She's going to suck him dry!" the raven-haired 
teenager lewdly hissed. 

"Y-You like him ... Jimmy ... don't you, baby? I mean, you're heavy on him 
... eh?" 

"I did! At least, I though I did ... before this!" Holly turned to look up 
at him. "But it's you tonight, Ace, honest! I want you!" 

"To fuck you?" 

"Yes ... yes! Really, I do! I'm a virgin, you know ... so for God's sake, 
take it easy!" the intensely excited teenage girl breathed. "B-But I do want 
it, Ace baby! I want you to fuck me!" 

Her sincere request with its obscene word twisted the big teenager's guts 
more than anything he could imagine! Shit, he wanted to watch the 
unbelievable show going on in the next room, but he could hardly concentrate 
on it! Here, he had a gem, begging him to fuck him! And next door was a 
scene that he could pump his cock off six times to! Why all together? Space 
these things out ... goddamn ... there weren't too many in a lifetime, were 
there? 

His mind hung tight for a moment on Joanne Carter ... and he knew for 
certain that he was going to exploit her! No hurry either! This would almost 
keep a lifetime ... but oh, for a camera to remind her...! 

"God, the way Jo is sucking him ... his entire cock is almost disappearing 
into her mouth! It must be going right down into her throat...!" 

Ace wasn't sure that his own mouth and throat wouldn't crack open from lack 
of saliva! The feel and softness of Holly so close to him had fired every 
lusty desire he'd ever known ... and he didn't believe that he was that far 
out from the beat! His hands worked with gentleness and she made no motion 
toward stopping them as they moved upward along her sides, her satiny 
ribcage, to cup her young full breasts! She gasped and he knew that she was 
pleased! 

Christ, if he'd doubted, the perceptive horny movements of her warm, pliant 
ass-cheeks back against his swollen length of hot cock eliminated all 
skepticism! She was breathing in heated little gasps as he cupped and 
squeezed the perfect fullness of her hardened-nippled, resilient young tits 
... Goddamn, jail-bait or not, what a honey-fuck she was going to be! He let 
one hand traverse down over the soft bowl of her teenage belly, slowly, 
until it came to the silken curls of her puffy little pussy mound! Shit, 
he'd flip! She was like velvet beneath his exploring, feverish young hands. 
Gently, he caressed and stroked the fleshy erogenous area, her breathing 
increasing, her rounded soft ass-cheeks pressuring back, back against his 
pulsing, hard cock! He lowered his hand down between her hot, slightly 
spread young thighs, brushing finger-tips over her tightly pouting 
cunt-lips, drawing his finger slowly upward to trace its moistened, warm 
crevice, before worming one inside the liquid flesh to her tiny clitoris 
that was already erect and quivering! 

"Oooohhhh!" Holly passionately sighed under her breath, laying her head back 
against his naked chest. He kissed its crown. 

"Christ, you're a hot little mama, Holly!" he whispered, suddenly feeling 
her small hand reaching behind her to wedge between them and curl around his 
now throbbing young cock! 

"Y-You haven't seen anything yet, honey!" she quaveringly told him, the feel 
of his hot, youthful hardness in her hand sending unmeasureable excitement 
soaring through him. It was the first penis she'd ever touched or held, and 
it was like an erotic magnet charging her desire! She eased forward, 
glancing through the vent to see Joanne still avidly sucking Jimmy's 
glistening hard cock with lewd, head-bobbing motions, while Barry knelt up 
behind her just staring ... staring with mesmerized young eyes at the sight 
of her naked sister-in-law's whitely upraised buttocks and pink, 
hair-fringed pussy! It was all the dark-haired teenager needed to firm her 
determination. She gently freed Ace's hands and turned to face him, letting 
her own small hands trail down the breadth of his tapered ribcage and over 
his lean hips as she eased with bending legs to her knees, her young 
lust-filled brain racing madly at the thought of what she was going to do! 
Again, she clasped hold of his searing, hardened cock, holding it with thumb 
and two fingers at its broad base as Jo had done to Jimmy! 

She felt the big boy erotically jerk beneath her touch, and with her other 
hand she smoothed up and down the innerside of his muscular, hairy thighs, 
finally directing her hand in the darkness to his soft, hanging balls 
cupping their bloated young sack and feeling his testes inside! God ... she 
could almost cum with just the knowing of what she was doing ... and going 
to do! 

Ace's young brain reeled as if he were on a high! Fuck, she was kneeling 
right there and holding onto his aching cock as if she were going to...! He 
wished to shit he could see her when and if...! Then he felt the fiery end 
of her wet little tongue burning into the tiny split at the tip of his 
cock-head, choking back the grunt the sensation raised in his throat! 
Mother...! She was licking it ... licking his stiff, blood-thumping cock 
with her scalding little tongue and working his foreskin back and forth! He 
felt her soft, warm lips then ... slipping right over its knob until the 
entire swollen head was inside the wet, fluid heat of her hungrily sucking 
mouth! 

He felt it all the way to his shoulder-blades! She was sucking and lashing 
her hot little tongue wildly over it, at the same time cupping and squeezing 
his balls in a gentle rhythm! Too much! Too frigging much! He had to force 
her off it or he'd blow his wad right there...! He drew her back up, 
clutching her tightly against him in her luscious nakedness. 

"Christ, mama, I was ready to cum right there!" 

"W-Why didn't you?" she hotly hissed, encircling his neck with her slender 
arms and pressuring her impassioned young curves excitedly against him. "I 
was ready!" 

"Oh man ... as much as I'd love it, Holly, I've got to fuck you first!" 

"All right ... I want that, too ... but let's see what they're doing," she 
whispered, quietly moving back to the vent with him crowding close behind 
her, his long, thick rod of hardness insinuated between the satiny mounds of 
her naked teenage buttocks. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Barry Watts clung to his stiffened young cock as he stared at the sensually 
spacing-out sight of his coach, Billy Carter's, beautiful, twenty-seven year 
old wife's rounded white buttocks splayed nakedly open before him. His 
moment of jealousy at seeing her begin to suck Jimmy's long, thick prick, 
was quickly forgotten. And even now with her softly curved torso moving up 
and down to her sucking rhythm, he paid little attention. Instead, his 
inflamed young eyes traced downward through the smooth crevice separating 
her taut, soft-looking ass-moons, from her tiny, puckered anal mouth to the 
pink ribbon of glistening flesh splitting the silken-haired lips of her wet, 
lewdly exposed cunt! Goddamn ... he was going to fuck her! That's what she 
expected ... wanted him to do ... actually fuck her from behind while she 
sucked his buddy Jimmy...! 

He could hear the bigger, older boy's groans, along with Jo's crooning 
sounds as her hotly working lips pulled at his lengthy rod of hardness, 
knowing the crazy-wild feeling and the sweet agony Jimmy was going through! 
She was probably milking his balls, too, the way she had done to him, taking 
more and more of his cock into her mouth every time she bobbed her head down 
onto it...! 

"Uuuunngghhhh!" Jimmy French groaned, watching with raised head the 
unbelievable mouthing of his hardened fire-filled young penis. Quivering 
muscular spasms racked his youthful frame from the fantastic sensations 
racing through him. Her hardened-nippled, full white breasts seared into the 
tensed flesh of his thighs as her mouth and head worked in a steady paced, 
relentless tempo. He tried to think and couldn't. Nothing else, but what she 
was doing to him, mattered anyway! The rest of the world wasn't real ... 
this was real! Unrestrainably, he began to thrust upward with his hips, 
sliding his tingling hard cock in and out of her wet, clasping lips with a 
noisy sucking sound, his hands of their own volition reaching down to wind 
into the soft silkiness of her long golden hair. Vaguely, he saw Barry 
kneeling up behind her, the envious thought occurring to him that he was 
probably going to fuck her from behind while she sucked him! Oh man ... he 
just couldn't believe it ... but there it was, and all he had to do was look 
at her obscenely contorted face stuffed with his cock to know it was 
happening! Beautiful Jo Carter, his coach's beautiful blonde wife was 
actually sucking him off...! 

Barry had never realized as he leaned to one side watching, that a guy could 
get so wound-up at seeing a girl suck another guy's cock! But man, he was! 
Unknown sensations of lustful intensity charged through his youthful loins. 
He leaned further to better see the puffing of Jo's smoothly complexioned 
cheeks as her head lewdly bobbed, her mouth filled with his best buddy's 
rhythmically-thrusting prick! And Jim's hands were clutching at her long 
blonde hair like a guy riding a horse bareback and holding onto its mane, 
his hips bucking up at her face in a wild, increasing rhythm! 

The lewd scene spurring him, Barry returned back to her obscenely offered 
buttocks. His unseasoned young cock felt like a leaded, knob-heavy length of 
aching, blood-engorged flesh! He stared closely for the first time in his 
youthful life at a curvaceous, naked woman's perfectly rounded, full white 
buttocks, stretched luridly open ... beautifully opened to him! Her soft, 
satiny thighs were spread far, tugging at the light, hair-lined lips of her 
pussy, exposing her pink crevice of sensitive, inner cuntal flesh! Dry 
mouthed, Barry feasted on the glistening, slightly gaping delicacy of her 
cunt, his hand still subconsciously grasping and stroking his own pulsating 
hardness. Man, he could almost cum all over her pussy hair just looking at 
it...! 

Through the vent of the closet, in her sensually fired nakedness and with 
hot, hard feel of Ace Hackett's long thick cock insinuated between the 
intimate, warm fullness of her buttocks while he cupped and massaged her 
tingling young breasts, Holly excitedly watched Barry bend down to look 
closer at her sister-in-law's lewdly exposed pussy! She saw the ripple of 
electrification tremble along Joanne's voluptuous thighs and the smooth 
white mounds of her upthrusting buttocks as Barry Watts reached hesitantly 
forward, thumbs exploringly pressing apart the swollen, hair-sprinkled lips 
of her wet cunt, until Holly could actually see the moistly quivering 
inner-flesh of the secret, pink pussy walls! 

The dark-eyed young girl heard Jo's passionate moan of delight escape around 
Jimmy's deeply imbedded cock in her mouth, and saw her supple white body 
shudder again, the reaction drawing the naked Holly's focal point back to 
Barry once more. Ooohhh ... he'd wedged his face up between her wide spread 
buttocks and thighs, and with thumbs still holding her cunt-lips flowered 
open to him, had shot his moist young tongue hotly into the sensitive, 
glistening flesh! Jo had jerked forward with his first unexpected tongue 
thrust, convulsed in a tiny shiver of delight, then slowly screwed her 
ass-cheeks back against his opened-mouthed young face! 

"What's going on for chris' sake?" Ace heatedly whispered, his big, youthful 
hands smoothing down over her belly to the 'V of her naked thighs, their 
backs beginning to massage her hot, wet pussy-lips rubbingly against one 
another! 

"Uunnhhh ... ," the naked young teenager sensually moaned under her breath 
at the pleasureful feelings his cuntal caresses were bringing her! "I-In a 
minute ... , just keep doing that, Ace darling, while I watch them fuck 
Billy's wife ... ooohhh...!" 

God, at that moment she could care less that Jo was sucking Jimmy ... or who 
was sucking him! Only her own immediate, building passion mattered, and the 
absolutely obscene, lust-provoking spectacle unfolding on the bed before her 
was immeasureably adding to that mounting passion! She watched the blonde, 
older woman's wet, pink vaginal lips spasm in an omniverous opening and 
closing action around the youthful tongue that was hotly worming deeper and 
deeper up into it! Joanne's hanging, nipple-hardened breasts danced and 
swayed to her convulsive shudders of pleasure as she hummed and wantonly 
sucked at the cock of the gaping young Jimmy French beneath her. Then, 
Barry's tongue began an experimental curling and flicking that sent envious 
lashes of sensual flame licking through the younger girl's naked belly. He 
pressed in closer, his young mouth opening wider as if to suck in her entire 
upraised cunt with an obscene, lubricious sound and licking action that was 
driving her own sensitive young loins into a frenzy of lust-incited want...! 

Turning from the vent, she looked up at the bigger boy out-lined in the 
darkened shadows of the closet. "Now, Ace darling! I want it now!" she 
hoarsely whispered. Lustfully, she reached down and clasped hold of his hot, 
poling young cock and began to stroke its loose outer sleeve of skin. "But 
God ... be gentle won't you ... at least in the beginning...?" 

His raspy breathing increased. "H-How are we going to do it in here...?" 

"I-I'll turn around and bend over but let ... let me start it in ... and you 
can watch them through the vent!" Holly eagerly hissed, vibrant with the 
sensual excitement racing through her. "W-Will it hurt much ... I mean the 
first time...?" 

"Christ! I'll try not to hurt you, baby ... I'll take it easy!" the big 
naked teenager gasped as she continued to stroke his stone-hard cock. 

"Y-You just stand still! Let me put it in and push back onto it as I can! 
I-I'm not very big down there ... okay, darling?" 

"Shit ... fuck, yes!" he luridly hissed, his use of the graphic word 
inciting her the more. 

"Yes, that's exactly it, lover ... fuck ... and we're going to, right now!" 

Quickly, she stretched up to kiss him on the mouth, then swiveled around, 
bending over until she felt that her exposed young ass was perfectly 
positioned! She sensed him easing in close to her, his big warm hands 
suddenly spanning her soft buttocks, and she spread her legs as wide as she 
could, feeling the erogenous weight of her freely hanging breasts; then she 
reached back between her thighs and grasped the swollen rod of his long, 
thick young hardness! With baited breath, she maneuvered him even closer 
using his rigid penis like a handle, then, drew the tip of its bulbous head 
through the softness of her pussy curls and the wet, sensitive flesh between 
her hotly flushed cunt-lips! She heard Ace's grunt as well as her own gasp 
to the fiery contact! With lewd eagerness, she continued to work the smooth 
rubbery head up and down in the wet, liquid flesh, at last and with held 
breath, seating it at the tight mouth of her unfucked vagina! 

Experimentally, the naked young Holly in her obscenely bent over position, 
began to press her hips and buttocks backward against the thick, penetrating 
rod of hardened flesh, unprecedented sensations of passion mixed with 
surprising hot pain charging frantically through her! She sensed the sharp 
pangs of her little vaginal mouth expanding in accomodation and she paused 
to take a needed breath ... to momentarily acclimate to the never-before 
eye-popping agony, but her lustful teenage lover didn't! 

Christ, he couldn't stand it any longer! Had to get it into her ... this 
soft, luscious honey-fuck! His strong, youthful hands closed tightly on the 
rounded arch of her smooth-skinned hips and as he held her vise-like, he 
continued to worm his seething, thick cock into the hotly resisting sheath 
of her virginal teenage cunt! He felt her obscenely stooped young body tense 
and heard her choking gasps to his unrelenting invasion ... until it was all 
nearly submerged in gradual, tormenting inches and fractions thereof, into 
the tight vulnerable depths of her cringingly waiting young pussy-hole! 

"Uuuunnggghhh...!" Holly groaningly hissed, secretly glad that he'd taken 
the initiative, for she never could have stood the working of it into 
herself ... though she was angry and alive with stabbing pain between her 
legs. Damn him! She was stuffed full of his huge cock ... unable to move ... 
like ... like a young pig on a spit, she tormentedly thought. But it was her 
own doing ... and ... and she wanted it ... yes ... yes . ... wanted it 
fucking into her ... even though it painfully burned like a barbed club, her 
young lust-fired brain masochistically raced ... fucking! fucking! fucking 
her ... ooohhhh! 

"C-Christ! I-I didn't mean to hurt you, little mama ... if I did!" Ace 
whispered, caressing her naked waist, hips and buttocks as he stood 
unmoving, his heavy teenage length of cock-flesh buried nearly to the hilt 
from behind in her hotly clasping vagina. "A-Are you okay, baby...?" 

"Y-Yes ... It's getting better now ... but if I could've breathed I'd have 
screamed bloody murder, damn you, Ace...!" 

"Y-You're not up-tight with me, are you, Kitten...?" 

"N-No ... not any more ... it doesn't hurt as much! D-Don't stop...! Do it! 
F-Fuck me, darling! Move it in and out ... you know!" she gasped, trying to 
work her hips and buttocks back and forth with further little get-aquainted 
motions. 

He did, and gentler than she'd expected, but she still wasn't sure but what 
she'd let her passion run away with her! God, if only she'd taken him on the 
bed in the normal way...! His long, thick cock was beyond her tight young 
capacity ... but he'd wormed it right up into her burningly stretched cuntal 
passage and was working it painfully in and out of her. She ground her teeth 
tightly together and dug her nails into the soft flesh of her legs where 
they braced against her knees, while the racking of his entry fought a 
losing battle to the lascivious thoughts swirling around in her young, 
passion-dazed brain. 

She thought of her absolutely lurid, passive position, bent before him like 
a little whore, and the mental picture of his long, thick cock squeezing 
into her wet pink cuntal hole ... and this interspersed with her older 
sister-in-law's sucking of Jimmy French's hardened cock while Barry Watts 
licked her pussy from behind! God ... stand it a little longer ... if she 
could ... yes, it was getting better ... sliding in and out easier! It was 
going to be all right ... just a few more minutes ... she was being fucked 
... ooohhh ... for the first time in her young life ... truly fucked...! 

Wild sensations ripped through Ace Hackett's strong, naked young body at her 
determined attempt of take him! Christ, what a chick she was! When she'd 
said she wanted to get fucked, she wasn't just blowing salve! Man, she was 
probably a virgin, all right, but he hadn't felt her cherry pop ... though 
he knew that a lot of girls lost 'em somewhere along the way. Hot balls, her 
sweet cunt-hole was like two hot searing hands clutching at his aching cock! 
How he wished to shit he could see it sinking up into her, he wildly 
thought, easing it out, then back in again, clawing at her satiny hips as he 
purposely thrust a little harder and further. She grunted, her young, bent 
curvaceousness tensing, but helplessly as he clung to her, straining his 
pulsating hardness until it was buried deep in the liquid heat of her 
vibrantly swallowing pussy-well, his hairy pelvis flushed hard against the 
soft yielding give of her lovely teenage ass-mounds! 

The lewdly positioned young girl felt the piercing shock of painful pleasure 
his bludgeoning cock-head made when it nudged all the way up into her 
cervix, choking the groan back down into her throat as she tried to move a 
little forward and away from his deeply drilling impalement...! But then, 
the hot exciting feel of his hard, hairy young pelvis pressured against and 
between the spread of her taut, naked buttocks seemed to lessen the 
unpleasantness and her breathing quickened with the thought that she had 
taken all of him! God, being fucked the way she was getting it ... big Ace 
Hackett, the darling, ravishing her cunt from behind ... filling her 
seething little pussy-channel with his throbbing hardness ... it was 
beautiful! She began to undulate her nakedly presented ass-cheeks in 
lustful, rhythmic little circles back at his long, thick length of hardened 
cock-flesh fucking into her! 

"Unnhhh ... Ace ... darling ... it's good! Groovy! Give it to me! Fuck me, 
lover!" she passionately whispered, turning her head to look back toward him 
in the darkness. "Look through the vent, baby, and see what they're doing! 
Tell me how they're fucking Billy's wife while you fuck me...!" 

* * * 

Jimmy French had seen Barry's slackened-mouthed face disappear down behind 
the naked buttocks of their coach's beautiful blonde wife, and again he 
could only imagine what his buddy might be doing! Man, what a mind-bending 
sight she must be from back there...! 

* * * 

Suddenly Jo began to hum around his almost totally absorbed rod of hardness 
in her sucking mouth, and he saw her grind her hips hotly back toward 
Barry's unseen head behind them! He felt her soft, hot lips creeping further 
onto his throbbing cock, the muscles of her throat fluidly working as she 
began to swallow in a clutching, drawing rhythm, making his simmering loins 
tense and jerk beneath her! Goddamn, it was almost as if she were trying to 
suck his entire rod of cock-flesh right down into her throat! 

It's heavily pulsing head throbbed and jumped wildly with the incredible 
lickings of her curling tongue caressing its sides. She sucked in a knowing, 
smooth up and down motion, and as he watched her inner-lips bizarrely being 
pulled out, the pinkish inner flesh clinging to his throbbing cock-shaft, he 
couldn't help but wildly think what a crazy, upside-down world it was! 
Beautiful Jo, all naked and lovely, obscenely sucking his cock ... his! Shit 
and double shit! He loved her! And she must love him, the way she was doing 
it, her scorching, pink-berried tits swaying and yielding against the tensed 
muscles of his thighs from the short up and down motions of her pumping 
torso...! 

Damn! He inwardly cursed, suddenly aware that he could see Barry's 
reflection and every movement in the vanity mirror! He was licking her 
pussy, had been ... but now he was raising up straight, his face shining wet 
from its secreting moisture! He was holding his stiffened cock and kneeing 
up closer behind her! Something akin to a pang of jealousy raked Jimmy's 
entrails, but he knew it was not that. Barry was going to fuck her, but who 
had a better right ... unless it was her husband, Billy! Man, it was all so 
wild! In truth, she belonged to the team, didn't she? Sure, he loved her, 
but so would they ... every one ... even old Phalanx Reed with that oafish 
cock of his...! Then he saw Barry drawing the purple head of his swollen 
prick upward through the hair-lined crevice of Jo's exposed pink cunt ... 
placing it strategically, and with a hip-thrusting charge, hurrying the 
solid length of white, blood-hardened flesh with a resounding slap into her 
fluidly sucking cuntal passage, his bloated teenage balls swinging against 
the wide splayed pinkness of her clitoris beneath! Oh man, he was really, 
really fucking her...! 

The intoxicating sensations hopelessly claiming Joanne's perspiring, 
lust-driven body were nothing short of maddening enchantment to her! The 
weird emotion of sadism had never even remotely seeped into her brain, but 
it did at that moment, bubbling through her veins at the lecherous thought 
of possessing both of their innocent, teenage bodied ... cocks ... at once! 
Unknown flames of lewdly depraved desire sent flickering tingles over the 
raw nerve-ends of her deliciously naked flesh as Barry's young, swollen 
hardness probed shallowly into the depths of her hot, wet vagina, his 
teenage, cum-filled testicles grazing and taunting her tiny, erect clitoris 
in blissful rhythm. His lean, boyishly hard pelvis was smacking and further 
spreading the soft resilient moons of her upraised buttocks with every solid 
stroke! He'd never fucked a girl before, she was certain, and at that very 
moment she was claiming that innocence from him! But, he already belonged to 
her! She'd sucked him, and now she was his first fuck ... his true love ... 
just as Jimmy, her beautiful darling Jimmy, was going to be! 

God, he lay prostrate and almost helpless beneath her, her Jimmy ... nearly 
wild-eyed! She stared down at the curling, light pubic-hairs growing around 
the base of his bigger, teenage cock. She moved her soft, warm palm closer 
to cup his semen-filling young balls, enclosing them gently to fondle and 
caress as she continued to ardently, hungrily, suck him. 

God, how had she ever endured it this long without knowing the forbidden 
pleasure of their young bodies ... the virile freshness of their youthful 
hardened penises? One thing for certain, she could never ... would never 
deny herself again ... wanton, depraved, lecherous ... however the 
lust-fulfilling taboo might be termed! She'd continue to seduce and love 
them at every opportunity, she knew, and that fervently wicked thought 
caused her to suck more vigorously, while she luridly skewered her naked 
buttocks backwards onto Barry's viriley hardened young cock with 
unrestrainable passion. 

The sensually possessed, naked young wife imagined a white heat smoldering 
in her belly and loins as she undulated the spread ovals of her voluptuous 
buttocks in little circles with intentional lewdness. Tauntingly, she 
squeezed and released with her internal vaginal muscles at the boyish pole 
of swollen penile sinew desperately stroking into her seething wet channel 
from behind, hearing his uncontrollable moans of never-before gratification. 
Simultaneously, she zealously pulled with her moistly locked lips at the 
pulsing, teenage cock sliding in and out of her mouth, her sucking cheeks 
hollowing and bloating with obscene, oral sucking noises. Again, she 
explored its tiniest ridge and wrinkle with eagerly laving tongue, then, its 
tip, licking and stabbing almost fiendishly at the tiny slit in the 
blood-inflated glans! 

I-It would cum soon ... the ultimate moment ... to feel and taste his 
boyish, virile sperm shooting into her mouth! She hoped it would explode 
like a boiling stream ... open like a fountain for her to gulp at its hot 
thickness as it dribbled down her throat to fill her belly! Ooohhhhh ... and 
her Barry's hardened youthful cock fucking into her from behind would flood 
her burning cunt until she was beautifully drenched and drowning in their 
scalding young jism! It was hers ... all hers ... and she wanted every last 
drop her teenage lovers could squirt into her...! 

Ace gaped through the vent, but his vision was half-blurred by his own 
thrustings into the tightly grasping cunt of Holly's voluptuously bent 
forward nakedness. Still, he saw enough of the three-way circus lustfully 
being performed on the bed in the next room to increase the hot churning in 
his bloated young testicles by ten-fold! 

Goddamn, what a mind-warper that blonde sensuous bitch was! Not to take 
anything from the sweet little mama who was lewdly bowed before him ... who 
had all by herself, dropped onto her knees to suck his cock and wondered why 
he hadn't blown his nuts in her mouth...! Shit, she was a hot, young dream, 
with the sexy face and body to go with it, and he was going to fuck her 
often ... let her suck him, too ... but that had nothing to do with groovy 
Jo Carter! Maybe it was because he knew that the luscious blonde cunt hated 
his guts ... yeah, and that was going to make it all the more wild when he 
crawled up between her legs, and fucked the shit out of her! Christ, he 
hoped to hell she'd fight him...! 

"Wh-What're they doing, Ace lover?" Holly hissed up and back at him. "Tell 
me ... oooohhhh ... it's so good, darling! Fuck into my cunt a little harder 
and ... and tell me what you see!" 

"Shit, their blowing their frigging gourds, just about like me!" the big 
teenager harshly whispered, his hot hands powerfully clutching at the 
softness of her offered young buttocks and hips as he lengthened his stroke 
and shot it home with increasing force. "Jo's sucking off French like his 
cock was a popsickle, and he looks like he's about ready to shoot his load 
any goddamned minute! Barry's fucking her from behind now ... just like 
this, baby!" he said, demonstrating with speeded up strokes in and out of 
her wetly dilated young vagina; then his lust-filled brain suggested he go a 
bit further. He hotly whispered the lie: "Jumping shit...! Barry's finger 
fucking her asshole!" 

"Oh ... oh God!" Holly moaned, knowing how that felt when she made herself 
cum! She pictured Barry doing it to her naked sister-in-law from behind 
while he fucked her ... and Ace doing the same to her, the thought 
lasciviously inflaming her teenage passion! "Do ... do it to me, Ace! Now! 
Go ahead, lover ... shove your finger in my ass!" 

In and out ... in-out-in-out, the big, naked boy thrust and pulled his solid 
length of thick penile flesh, his charged mind reveling in the almost 
choking heat of her plea! It'd worked; the sweet little mama was a 
lust-happy fireball! She wanted it all, and baby, she'd came to the right 
guy! His cock was bursting into her now as if she were some over-ripened 
fruit! Her tender, girlish cunt had taken to relaxing completely before he 
plunged it into her, then swallowing its long, thick hardness and holding it 
fast in a hot, hungry clutch of excited muscles! Self education, he lewdly 
thought. He could feel her tensing with every fucking stroke, little gasps 
escaping her in her wild, stooped-over position, and he'd begun to grind his 
own teeth with the hotly expanding pressure building in his groin. His cock 
seemed unnaturally swollen with an almost super sensitive hurt as he felt 
the fleshy liquid ridges of her hot young pussy-channel giving was before 
his heavily pistoning strokes. 

He positioned his hands and stretched the taut satiny mounds of her young, 
baby-skinned ass cheeks wider apart, wishing to Christ he could see the pink 
hair-fringed folds of her moist, glistening cunt-flesh clinging tightly 
around his cock fucking up into her! Next time, he'd have a battery of 
lights! Seeing was almost as good as the fucking itself! He slid one finger 
down to collect a wet, slippery coating from her moistly expanded cunt-mouth 
and his own driving hardness, before easing it up to probe at the stretched, 
raised circle of her tiny, puckered anal lips. Then, he pressed, not too 
gently, feeling it automatically resist the intrusion. She gasped and it 
popped open before his finger-pressure, his thick finger slipping slowly 
into the cringing rubbery depths while she panted beneath him in a youthful, 
wanton stream of agonized delight! Christ ... he'd really fuck her there one 
of these sweet days! 

"Oooooohhhh ... ooohhhh ... Ace lover! Agggghhhhhh...!" she groaned aloud, 
unable to hold it back. 

"Shhhhh ... for Christ's sake, you want to get us both hung?" he hissed, the 
ridiculousness of his remark hitting him when he looked through the vent to 
see if Holly's moans had been overheard! Shit, there .wasn't anyone in that 
room who could hear an earthquake, even if the goddamned bed fell down! 

"Ooooohhhh ... do it, darling!" Holly whispered lewdly back at him. "Don't 
stop! Finger-fuck my asshole...!" 

And beyond the vent in the next room, Joanne Carter's glazed blue eyes began 
to open and close in a liquor and lust-stupored haze of sensual rapture. She 
sucked demonically and spread her naked thighs wider, thrusting her lewdly 
positioned buttocks higher and more open to Barry's hammering, teenage cock! 
With every ramming stroke, she felt with keen passion his youthful, 
cum-bloated balls slapping against the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, 
while the young pubic hair of his pelvis tantalizingly brushed against the 
sensitive inner edges of her nakedly working ass mounds. 

The warm saliva in her voraciously sucking mouth thickened. It was becoming 
more viscious now and she tasted the sweetness of escaping emmissions 
seeping from the slit of his masculine, teenage cock! She could feel its 
rubbery tip nudging at the back of her throat when she sucked it deep, and 
his tensed, muscular young body writhing and straining in near climatic 
movements! 

Abruptly, Jimmy's hands tightened in her hair, endeavoring to move her mouth 
up and down more forcefully on his thickening, teenage cock that was now 
manfully fucking her face! It was as if her mouth was a tight, hairless cunt 
into which he would soon squirt his lust-fired, virile young sperm, and the 
older woman in her willingness became the harem slave! She moaned 
passionately around it driving deep into her throat, wildly imagining that 
it was trying to meet the other cock that was fucking so excitedly up into 
her steaming cunt from behind! 

Ace Hackett was beside himself in his own lustful excitement! He sensed his 
thick middle finger with lewd fascination, plunge into the depths of Holly 
Carter's obscenely offered asshole, the snug little sphincter ring clinging 
tightly to it! Christ, he'd never done anything like this before ... 
finger-fuck a girl's ass ... and by request, yet! Shit, he was going to 
squirt into her like hot, molten metal in just about a minute! The little 
mama was too much ... way out ... up there someplace! 

He began to move his finger around inside the hot, spongy back channel, 
suddenly feeling his own rampaging hard cock through the thin separating 
wall of flesh ... feel it hammering into her vagina almost as if it belonged 
to someone else! Fuck, she was pumping her naked buttocks back in a lustful 
rhythm onto them, his screaming hard cock and reamingly stiff finger, 
undulating her sensual young hips in shamelessly lurid circles, completely 
caught up in their fucking! 

Holly had fallen into a breathtaking spell of sheer carnal entrancement! 
She'd never dreamed that wanton fucking could be so overpoweringly heavenly! 
She was lost to it, she knew, and in a vagueness of unharnassable thoughts, 
understanding her sister-in-law's lecherous seductions! What else was there? 
Love and fuck ... were all ... the basis ... the hub! She might have a 
stolen page from Jo's book, easily found dislike within her for Ace ... but 
not now, never again, with the loving joy he'd brought her on this, her 
first time! This was it! Love and passion ... the secret of everything, and 
Jo at twenty seven was just finding it out! How lucky she was at fifteen! 
Ooooohhhh ... the intoxicating pressure building rapidly inside her frenzied 
loins and belly was erotic bliss! She was going to cum! Big Ace's long, 
thick cock and plunging finger in her asshole were going to cause her to 
erupt like a volcano at any second! Love, love, love ... fuck, fuck, 
fuck...! 

"Oooohhhhhh ... harder, darling ... both, harder! Give it to me, Ace lover 
... please ... fuck hard!" she lustfully begged. "I-I-I'm ... I'm going to 
cummmmm! Ooooohhhh ... now, darling ... yesssss ... I'm 
cummmiiiiinnnnggg...!" 

Holly's words alone were enough to trigger his own wildly growing orgasm! He 
thrust his probing finger deep into her asshole, worming it mercilessly 
around, and she threw her nakedly offered ass mounds back against him in 
wild, pumping passion! In a moment, he withdrew his buried finger to the 
hissing of a lewd airish sound filling the little closet! He brutally 
clutched her taut, smooth hips and jerked her backward onto his deeply 
skewering rod of screamingly hard cock-flesh! He felt her thighs and 
youthful buttocks sweeping wider apart before his frenzied ass-flattening 
attack as he sensed his boiling sperm pumping up from his teenage balls and 
raging along the channel toward the knob of his cock in brain-destroying 
ecstasy! 

For Holly, it had already begun, the great bubble bursting inside her, at 
the same moment that Ace's huge, boyish cock fucking into her from behind, 
began to shoot its white, hot cum deep in her hungrily drinking young cunt! 
It splashed maddeningly against the smooth, wet walls of her cunt, and she 
could feel it foaming back out her cuntal-lips to drench the thinly growing 
pubic hair of his leanly driving pelvis. 

Behind her, she heard him groan and whimper to the screwing of her eager 
buttocks back onto his still hotly spewing young cock! She bit at her lips 
to contain the erotic cry of wildly growing orgasm rising in her throat! 
Then ... again, she felt her young girl body explode into what seemed to be 
an inexhaustible array of colorful, bursting stars, and she could not hold 
back the throaty cry as the very life seemed to drain from her ... until she 
thought she was going to tumble forward onto her face! 

At that moment, the nakedly jerking blonde woman heard nothing but the 
almost insipid cry of the boy beneath her! 

"Oooooohhhhh shit ... aaauuuuggghhh...!" Jimmy French quite out of 
character, groaned as he began to frantically writhe beneath her. "It ... 
it's gonna ... goddamn! I can feel it cuuummmmmiiinnnn'! Unnnhhhh ... here 
... here it cummmmssss!" 

The words alone were enough to send the blonde, naked wife into a state of 
trembling anticipation! And seconds later, her tightly engulfing mouth was 
deluged with a torrent of hot, thick semen that raged down her wantonly 
swallowing throat in a fury of seething fire! She fought for breath as she 
gulped in lecherous hunger at the white, creamy sperm squirting wildly from 
his virile young cock-head buried to the depths of her hungrily working 
throat! Feverishly, Joanne milked at his young, swollen balls, the sensation 
of his climax alone enough to trigger her own orgasm! But at the same time, 
deep in her belly from behind, she felt Barry's cock expanding and pulsating 
as it fucked furiously into her lustfully clasping cunt! Then ... too, began 
spewing its hot-white young semen deep up into the eagerly clasping 
sanctuary of her sensuously burning vagina!" 

"O o o o o h h h h h h ... oooohhhh, Mannnnn ... Nooowwwww ... Nooowwwww!" 
he cried, his young boyish voice trailing off into a near whine! 

Joanne mewled in ultra-erotic bliss around the tender, still hotly 
ejaculating boy-penis in her mouth, while at the same moment, sensing 
Barry's spasmodic squirts of teenage jism splashing pleasureably about 
inside her hot, needing belly! She sensed it gushing back and seeping out 
between the hair-lined lips of her tightly grasping pussy, onto the quickly 
drenched hair of his young pelvis. His rapidly emptying young balls were 
jammed tightly against her sensitively jerking clitoris below, causing her 
frenzied, naked body to convulsively squirm forward ... but it was over, and 
they were falling away and out of her...! 

Slowly, but clinging to something of feminine provocativeness, Jo moved to 
one side, lowering herself onto the bed in a welcomed, satiated reclining 
position, eyeing them individually and collectively. This ... this moment 
was where the axis of it all rested. She looked at them, boys wholly 
depleted in their own lustful nakedness that she had fired! God, she wasn't 
sorry! Should she say as much ... or nothing? 

* * * 

"W-We're going to play tennis in the morning, Jo," Barry amazingly told her, 
getting up to pull on his shorts. "That okay...? You didn't have anything 
for me to do, did you?" 

She gaped at him. What an angel he was! Saying that, pulling on his shorts, 
all to lessen any feelings she might know ... 

"Yeah ... we've got a match in the morning, Jo," Jimmy suddenly agreed, 
jumping up and grabbing his underwear! 

"Fine ... No, there's nothing for you to do, Barry," she heard herself as 
she threw her negligee around her and walked toward the door, strange 
sensations in the aftermath of their little orgy prickling her. "You should 
cut the lawn tomorrow evening, though...." 

"Okay." 

"G-Good night, boys ... " 

"'Night, Jo!" 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

The following afternoon, the San Carmella Imps took a 21 to 7 drubbing from 
the Red Oak Insurgents, a team, according to Jo, that her Imps should have 
whipped by at least four touchdowns. Billy Carter's blonde young wife was 
fit to be tied, which she let her boys know during the half-time pep talk in 
the locker room. 

"What the devil is wrong with you out there?" she snapped, standing in the 
center of their resting, sprawled young bodies, glaring from one to the 
other of them. "You're not doing anything right! Your blocking is terrible 
and your tackling worse! You're letting those clods fake you out and they're 
running through our line like it was a sieve! And you, Jimmy, my God!" she 
addressed the young quarterback as if the night before had never happened. 
"You fumbled the hand-off three times in the first quarter! Your passes are 
all short and you're calling plays like someone stumbling around in a fog! 
What is it? What's wrong ... don't you feel well?" 

"I-I don't know, Jo, I ... I just can't seem to click, is all," Jimmy French 
replied, not looking at her and toying awkwardly with his helmet. He could 
have told her the truth, that he was dragging, that after what had happened 
the night before he couldn't get to sleep just thinking about it ... about 
her! He hadn't even kept his tennis date with Barry, he'd been so pooped 
after laying there most of the night, his worked up brain filled with 
nothing but lust-charged memories of her naked curves and the way she had 
sucked his cock while Barry fucked her from behind! But he didn't tell her 
any of that; she might think he was blaming her, and that could mean the end 
of everything between them! Cripes, he didn't believe he could stand that 
now, not after last night ... and like Holly had said, there were things 
more important than football! 

"Well you better start clicking this half, or you're going to find yourself 
on the losing end of a ball game!" the pony tailed blonde wife in her 
inevitable sweat suit sharply advised. "Your only behind by seven points, 
and you should be able to get that back in the first few minutes of play," 
she went on, knowing the entire team hinged on the handsome young 
quarterback's skill as a field general. When he was off, the whole team just 
fell apart. She knew that she was being unnecessarily harsh with him, that 
after all it was only a game they should play for the enjoyment of it, but 
she just couldn't help herself. That her boys should be a winning 
combination was tremendously important to her. She was the only woman coach 
in the league and her ego demanded that her players out perform those of her 
male counter parts. "Mix up your plays more, Jimmy, and try to lead your 
receivers with your passes. God, you know how it's done ... I don't have to 
tell you!" 

"Why not give him a little rest, Jo?" Ace Hackett put in, eyeing her 
unflinchingly from the floor where he sat. "Maybe old Jim had a hard night 
or something." He almost leered. "Let me have a whack at it this half." 

Joanne ignored the big, homely-faced boy as if he had not spoken. She had no 
intentions of letting him play, but was not about to create a scene with him 
and surely, it would lead to that. After the night before outside the gym 
and the things he'd said to her ... implied, at least ... she was just that 
little bit frightened of him. Though it was impossible that he could really 
know the truth, she wasn't about to take any chances with him. Instead, she 
changed the tone of her voice to a more encouraging one and spent the 
remainder of the half-time suggesting specific plays to Jimmy and the 
first-string backs, while Ace Hackett and his second-team followers huddled 
off to themselves.... 

"You think she'll put you in, Ace?" Phalanx Reed, a two hundred pound, 
oafish boy of sixteen, questioned. His simple face was expressionless, his 
little watery eyes innocently blank as he stared at the buddy he regarded as 
his best friend. 

"Yeah ... about the same time she gives you the nod, Phalanx," Ace Hackett 
drily answered, raising a few snickers from some of the others. 

"Oh, she never lets me play," the oafish boy said, but without malice, as if 
it were an understandable fact. "I'm too slow and clumsy ... not good like 
you, Ace." 

"You could be top drawer, Phalanx, and still she wouldn't let you play," 
fifteen year old Pete Jarvis, a well built redheaded boy bitterly commented. 
"And I don't mind telling you guys, I've had it with her. I wish Billy were 
here, then we'd all get a shot at it." 

"Yeah ... Jo just plays her favorites, like French, Rock, and the rest of 
the bunch," Lucky Smith, another fifteen year old put in. "I'm with Pete. I 
think it's time we did something about it!" 

"Like what, Smitty ... tell our daddies?" Ace chided. "Fuck, my old man'd 
tell me to drop dead. Though, he'd grunt; I feel for you ... now get lost!" 

"Maybe if our fathers got together, Ace, they'd decide to do something about 
it," Pete Jarvis suggested. 

"Nawwwww ... that's kid stuff for Chris'sake!" Ace spat at him. "But I'm 
going to do something about it ... and you guys are going to help!" the big 
boy informed, lowering his voice. "Come on in a little closer so I don't 
have to talk too loud ... I want to clue you on something that's about to 
blow your kazoos. Then, I'll tell you my plan ... a little gem we're going 
to put into action right after this game ... and I guarantee you, cats, it's 
sure fire and wilder than double stamp night in a whore house...!" 

* * * 

Holly sitting by herself in the stands amongst the small crowd of parents, 
friends, and faithful followers of the junior teams, found herself acridly 
elated at the lacing the Imps were taking. It was pleasing her to no end 
watching Jimmy French club around like a fumbling idiot, and the expression 
on her sister-in-law's face from the bench was nothing short of disaster 
itself. Damn her, it was serving her right, after the way she had connived 
and stolen Jimmy for herself last night. God, when she thought about it, the 
dark-eyed, raven-haired teenager could hardly believe it all had happened 
... Jo with Jimmy and Barry, while she and Ace had watched ... fucked and 
watched! 

Unnhhhh ... what a different opinion of Ace Hackett that exciting little 
session had left her with! Wow, he was a groovy cat, all right, big but 
gentle, and with all the real know-how! That's what every girl ought to have 
her first time, a guy who'd been there enough to put her through the paces, 
not some frightened boy with the hots who was probably more of a virgin than 
the girl ... and she'd bet that description fit Jimmy! Though she still dug 
him a bundle, she could live without him now ... the kiddish nonsense of 
handsome faces and dancing ability suddenly seemed insipid to her. Ace was 
anything but a pretty boy in the face, but he sure had it where it counted 
... and he knew how to turn a girl on with the right four letter words at 
the most strategic times! 

Inwardly, the voluptuous young girl experienced an exciting little ripple of 
sensual delight at her secret thoughts. She was now a full fledged 'little 
mama,' as Ace liked to call her, and her lover boy was sitting right down 
there on the bench with the broad, padded shoulders, his tender parts all 
safely concealed in his jock-strap ... at least, she hoped they were safely 
concealed from any stupid injury that might put them out of commission. 
Though on second thought, it hardly seemed necessary; Jo had no intentions 
of letting him play, even with Jimmy put there blowing the game ... and that 
he was certainly doing. He was as bad in this half as he'd been in the 
first; still Jo wouldn't give Ace a chance! 

Damn her, the vivacious young teenager in her hot-pants and braless jersey, 
bitterly cursed within. As much as she wanted to be close to her voluptuous 
blonde sister-in-law, and had truly felt a loving warmth at one point the 
night before, Holly was in complete accord with Ace's lurid plan. If anyone 
ever did, Joanne had it coming to her, and she was surely going to get it, 
regardless whether the Imps won or lost. But there didn't seem to be much 
doubt about that, either ... the score was 21 to 7 and the Insurgents were 
inside the Imps twenty yard line with less than a minute to play. Time for 
her to go down and do her little thing with the water pail! 

Ace had assured her it was a real light dose, but enough to key up the whole 
squad. Whether Jo had any or not was unimportant. The boys would surely 
drink their fill, and Ace had, by this time, advised his friends to guzzle 
their share. It should be a wild show, the beautiful bodied, sexily dressed 
young girl thought to herself. She'd gone the pot route a few times, but 
never acid. Anyway, she was only going to be a spectator. Jo was the star 
performer, and she'd bet that when the final curtain rang down, her 
beautiful sister-in-law would have some new viewpoints regarding the 
fairness of coaching a football team ... or some wild ones concerning the 
lecherous seduction of young boys...! 

* * * 

Joanne moved into the locker room with her dejected young team, hardly aware 
that Holly had joined and was behind her. Within, she seethed at the stupid 
drubbing they had taken ... the first game lost in the last thirteen. She 
hadn't even walked over to shake the Insurgents coach's hand in a good 
sportsmanship gesture. She was that angry! And they were about to hear it!" 

"All right, you incredibly stumbling ... oafish ... fumbling young 
knotheads!" she uncontrollably spat. "Sit down! All of you, sit down! I have 
a few words to say, and they won't take long!" God, she knew she should try 
to control her rage, that Billy would bitterly chastise her if he were 
there, but he wasn't! They were all her boys, and the Imps her team! Worse, 
they had just ridiculously lost a game they should have won hands down! "You 
played worse the second half than you did the first ... if that's possible! 
I'm sick inside and disgusted with the lot of you! Not one boy can I point 
out as playing better than the rest! You were all absolutely horrible! I'm 
ashamed to say that I'm your coach ... and I think Billy would feel the 
same! Jimmy ... you ... you were utterly a fool out there! What ever gave 
Billy and I the idea that you had genius abilities at quarterback leaves me 
blank at the moment! The line, every last one of you, played like a 
kindergarten class! You so called backs could have done as well if you were 
crippled! Quite frankly ... I'm considering disbanding the team after such a 
showing and starting over!" 

The enraged young wife was surprised when she heard no groans, nor even the 
slightest response to her cutting statements, especially the last. They 
merely sat with drooped heads ... tired, drooped heads ... but what did they 
expect the game of football to be? Holly handed her a dipper of water and 
she drank it all. Her throat was parched from her anger. 

"Has anyone a word ... just one word to say in rebuttal?" she pressed. "I 
mean, why, boys, why? You, Jimmy, above all the others, you sicken me the 
most! A ... A ... A girl ... child ... frilly little dolly could have out 
played you today! You were absolutely disgusting! Our near perfect record, 
clumsily ruined ... and I've got to blame you! My God, can't you say 
something?" 

Ace nudged Peter Jarvis next to him, then looked up to catch Holly's pretty 
eye. He winked and she returned it. Goddamn, what a hot little chick was 
she, in her hot-pants and no hammock jersey! Sweet Jo could learn lessons 
from her, but it was too late for that, now! The viper-tongued, blonde 
dazzler was going to get her schooling from another source, unlimited, and 
no broad ever had it coming more than she did! Christ, French was wilted 
like a tulip dragged through shit! Maybe he'd had an off day, or perhaps it 
was the way she'd drained him last night, the big boy could care less; 
whichever, she was laying on him right before the whole team the way it 
shouldn't be done. He was good ... damned good ... enviously good, and he'd 
made the Imps from the onset. To rip him like this was doing nothing more 
than shattering the whole team foundation! Billy'd hang her by her ponytail 
if he were there ... but of course, he wasn't, and she knew it! Maybe, 
everyone knew it ... even her at that moment, because she'd just reached up 
in expected fashion and clutched at her forehead! It was working, he thought 
as he unlaced his shoes and began to strip. The party was on! "Start getting 
undressed!" he whispered to Peter Jarvis next to him. "She's just beginning 
to feel it ... " 

The uptight young woman hardly could conceive of what had suddenly inspired 
wavering sensations to begin in her head ... but they had! 

Their rapidly growing intensity seemed to milk the anger from her, or 
perhaps dilute it, for she found herself standing in the center of her 
young, surrounding boys without words to speak! But she hardly felt ill ... 
rather, invigorated, excited ... and terribly loose, almost the way she had 
felt the night before with Barry and Jimmy! But, of course, that was insane! 
She shook her head in a reflexive effort to throw off the strange sensation. 
God ... better drop it right there and go up to the house! 

"You should've let us had a swing at it, Jo baby!" Ace said, gaining his 
feet, with Phalanx behind him helping to pull off his sweat jersey, removing 
his shoulder pads, then stepping back as the big, second-string quarterback 
kicked off his protective uniform pants. 

Joanne, dumbfounded at his unexpected shamelessness right in front of her 
... and Lord, Holly was there, too, gaped at the muscular, well built 
teenager as he stripped to nothing more than his athletic supporter! 

"What ... what the devil do you think you're doing, young man?" the shocked 
female coach snapped at him from her sudden, bewildering moment of 
stimulation. "You might at least wait until Holly and I are out of here 
before you so vulgarly decide to strip!" 

She realized then that he was insolently standing there spread-legged with 
hands on lean hips and openly leering at her! 

"Damn, coach honey ... if you don't beat all!" Ace said, his homely face 
stretched in a lurid grin. "Here, I thought you dug naked boys with young, 
hard cocks, and instead you're getting all uptight ... but wait a sec, maybe 
this will help...!" and with that he was rolling his jock-strap down off his 
narrow hips and buttocks, until he stood entirely naked before her, his 
long, thickly flaccid penis spurting from its hairy source and clinging to 
the flesh of his testicles from the tight elastic enclosure! "There, that 
more to your liking, Jo doll...?" 

An awe-stricken sensation of emptiness, blended with an unfathomable chill 
of excitement gripped at the pony-tailed, blonde girl's soft belly to 
abruptly spread through her voluptuous body like an electric current! She 
could only stare at the lewdly grinning youth standing completely naked 
before her, hardly aware that more of the boys were following his lead, 
stripping their uniforms and jocks away, until tanned, muscular young bodies 
and teenage genitals were nakedly surrounding her! Then, as if adding insult 
to injury, Ace Hackett reached down to obscenely grasp hold of his swelling 
length of penile flesh and began to lewdly stroke it before her disbelieving 
eyes! 

"Wh-What's the meaning of this ... this despicable outrage?" Joanne heard 
her own harshly gasping voice, her hand creeping defensively to her throat 
as she took several steps backward, until a bench stopped her. She couldn't 
take her eyes from the obscene sight of the teenager grossly fondling and 
stroking his growing long, thick hardness, the almost intoxicating 
light-headedness which had swept over her, though confusing, a secondary 
issue at the moment! 

"Awwww, come on, Jo baby," Ace Hackett teased, his big hand working the 
sleeved foreskin of his thick, lengthily hardened cock back and forth, 
exposing its purplish, blood-filled head. "Now, you know what this is and 
what you like to do to 'em ... suck and fuck ... remember ... Jimmy French 
and Barry Watts last night? That's right, Coachie ... we know the whole 
scene, so don't try to play the naive chick with us, or give us a spiel 
about what your husband, Billy'll do to us, eh? Because you aren't going to 
tell him one fucking thing about our little party, unless you want that 
maybe he should blow his cool. Hell, he might even decide to sew that hungry 
little cunt of yours right up right ... and none of us guys would want 
that...." 

The young blonde wife, caught up in her maze of incredible emotions, found 
herself speechless, barely able to think as she blankly gaped at the naked, 
teenage bodies surrounding her, each and every one obscenely clutching at 
his youthfully menacing, rod of swelling hardness. Their young faces were a 
sea of leers ... of vindictive arousal! Somewhere in the room, as delayed 
spicy reaction to Ace's graphic use of lewd four letter words rippled 
through her, Joanne heard a feminine gasp and remembered ... Holly! God ... 
it had to be a pre-conceived plot, but ... but could her own young 
sister-in-law be a part of it? 

"Now hold up, Ace!" Jimmy French ordered, pushing his way beyond the ring of 
naked, aroused teenagers, still wearing his stained uniform as he faced the 
stripped, second-string quarterback. He wasn't exactly bubbling with 
affection for his blonde lover of the night before, not after the way she 
had just degraded him before the whole team, but what Hackett had in mind 
was nothing short of gang rape! 

"Don't give my any trouble, Jim boy," Ace unflinchingly warned, "or you 
might wind up on the short end of a nasty lacing. That goes for you, too, 
Barry," the big teenager added as Barry Watts shouldered his way to side his 
friend. "You cats are like outnumbered by a couple dozen lusty guys who feel 
that our sweet coach, Jo, should spread her cunt and mouth around a little 
more, eh? You had yours last night ... and now it's our turn ... you get the 
picture?" 

Jimmy swallowed tightly, well aware that the naked youth before him could 
give him a good scrap without any additional help. But he wasn't being 
belligerent about it, though it was damned obvious he meant what he'd said, 
and it would be foolhardy for he and Barry to take on the whole squad! And 
... and what the devil was happening inside his skull? Man, he felt as if he 
were getting higher than a kite! 

"Jimmy ... don't try to stop them!" Holly said, her own young voice giddy 
with excitement as she called over the boy's heads from where she stood on a 
bench. "It's too late for that!" she added, the dipper of acid-doctored 
water she'd purposefully consumed, mixed with the provocative sight of the 
guys in their nakedness, all luridly stroking their young cocks into solid 
hardness, quickly inciting her own teenage lust. 

"Holly, for God's sake, what're you saying?" the pony-tailed older woman 
chokingly questioned, catching sight of her dark-eyed sister-in-law's wildly 
gleaming expression. 

"Oh balls, Jo, stop trying to play coy, for cripes sake!" the scantily 
dressed Holly snapped over the boys' heads. "We watched you, both Ace and I 
together from my closet ... saw you sucking Jimmy while Barry fucked you 
from behind, dog-style! Now, what more would you like to know? Maybe that 
you've been a regular bitch because the team lost, and that hurt your ego so 
you decided to take it out on the guys? Or that you've been so goddamned 
unfair the way you've only let your favorites play? Oh sister, if anyone 
ever had it coming, you do, and I'm going to have me a ring side seat to 
watch it!" 

Again, Joanne found herself wordlessly shocked, the cutting edge to Holly's 
bitterly spat accusations knifing through her like a series of stabbings 
from a heated, keen blade! The horror of it all was that they were true and 
the guilty blonde knew it ... except that the vivacious teenager, along with 
Ace Hackett, had watched her wildly lewd performance with Jimmy and Barry 
the night before! God almighty ... what could she say, or do? But worse, 
what did they intend to do to her? It ... it was impossible that they 
intended she should take them all...! 

Holly had stepped down from the bench, wormed her way through the circle of 
boys to take both Jimmy's and Barry's arms, ushering them back away. They 
hadn't resisted, as if sensibly realizing the uselessness of it. "You two 
dolls stay with me," the teenage beauty sensually whispered. "I may just 
need some attention, too, before this gang bang is done with!" 

"Come on Phalanx lad, let's get that goddamned uniform off and show our 
coachie what a young elephant's hung like," Ace ordered to the responding 
lewd sniggers of the nakedly circling, acid-whetting youths lustfully 
waiting and handling their stiffened lengths of penile flesh. The big, 
unused quarterback moved toward Joanne's cringing, sweat suited form, his 
hand reaching out to grasp her slender waist. "I hope you're going to fight 
me, pussycat, that'll be the final topping on this sexy festival." 

"Oh ... Ace ... please ... please listen to me!" she whimpered, still 
shrinking from him. "I-I'll make it up to you ... all of you from now on, I 
promise! Only ... don't ... don't do this to me...?" 

"Promises, promises, promises," the big boy taunted. Suddenly, he jerked her 
against his naked, muscular body, drawing her arm up behind her as he 
crushed her soft curves harshly to him. His long, thickly rigid boy-cock 
pressured vertically into the yielding give of her soft little belly, and 
with his other hand he grasped her ponytail from behind, painfully jerking 
it until her face was raised upward and he kissed her heavily, ramming his 
hot, teenage tongue into her mouth, while his nakedly stripped team mates 
laughed in lurid anticipation. 

Joanne helplessly allowed herself to go limp against him, lessening the pain 
to her arm and scalp, her fear of the moment much stronger than her dislike 
for the big, homely-faced teenager. Still, she couldn't deny the immediate, 
sensually charging arousal the feel of his hardened young cock throbbing 
hotly against the sensitive flesh of her loins raised in her. Her head 
continued to ridiculously whirl, an almost weightless sensation that had no 
foundation for her. He released her hair then, and she felt his arrogant, 
strong young hand warmly smoothing down her back to the fully curved mounds 
of her fearfully tremoring buttocks, massaging and pressuring through the 
thick material of her sweat suit and nylon panties! Unhesitantly, he 
clutched and caressed them, tracing a lewd finger along their softly 
separating crevice, while he suggestively undulated his hardened teenage rod 
in pressured contact with the pliant softness of her quivering belly. 

"You surprise me, Jo baby," Ace said, breaking their kiss and mockingly 
grinning at her, reading the mounting feverish confusion in her blue eyes 
which the acid, along with his lewdly grinding hardness were infusing in 
her. "Now, you're beginning to look a little like you did last night when 
the little mama and I watched you sucking off Jimmy! That was real hot 
bananas for you wasn't it, pussy-cat ... sucking Jim's rock-hard boy-cock 
while old Barry fucked it to your cunt-hole from behind! Man, you were one 
horny little bird, all right, the way you sucked that cum from Jimmy's 
prick, swallowing every last hot drop of it just as Barry squirted his load 
back up into your hot little pussy! I thought you were going to snap a 
vertebra there for a few seconds ... " 

On and on he went, his young voice a mesmerizing drone as he revived "with 
licentious word-pictures the lustful scene she had lecherously schemed into 
happening the night before! The helplessly drugged woman could only stare up 
into his homely, teenage face, unable to deny, or throw off the rising 
sensations of sensual passion his pornographic description and hot, insolent 
hands were easily firing within her...! 

"Come up here, Pete, and give me a hand getting our sweet-assed coachie 
naked like the rest of us," Ace Hackett's gruff voice penetrated her 
thoughts, and she saw the stripped Jarvis boy bound forward, his hardened, 
boyish penis waggling out before him, the lewd thought occurring to her that 
his sparse pubic hair was as red as that on his head! "Lift your arms, Jo 
baby ... old Ace's going to take this frigging sweat shirt right up over 
your pretty head so we can all get a look at those luscious tits of yours! 

That's it, honey, up high...!" 

"Christ, Holly, what kind of a dose did you dump into that water?" Barry 
Watts questioned, shaking his youthful, blurry-eyed head at the spectacle of 
Ace and Pete undressing Jo right in the center of the room. Someone had 
dragged over the wrestling mat, and they were standing in the center of 
that, Jo with her arms upraised as Ace pulled the jersey over her head, 
while from behind, Pete Jarvis was unzipping her sweat pants and working 
them down over the full, rounded arch of her hips ... hips that he 
remembered so well...! 

It's mild, baby, but it had to take care of a lot of people," Holly 
whispered to him, running her small white hand along the inner side of his 
muscular thigh. She leaned closer. "Why don't you and Jimmy get naked like 
the rest of the guys ... then you can undress me!" 

Barry felt his neck snap as he jerked his head around to face her. Without 
looking directly at it, he saw her hand in his lap, its palm hotly brushing 
against the length of his uncontrollably hardened rod of cock-flesh inside 
his jeans. Of course, he hadn't suited up for the game, and never would 
again, no matter what his father thought or said, but he'd had no idea that 
anything like this would ever happen! "Y-You realize what you're saying, 
Holly...?" he hissed from where he sat on the bench beside her, their view 
unhampered now with all the guys nakedly sitting, some stretched out and 
vigorously stroking their hard young cocks at the mere sight of Jo's slowly 
revealed voluptuousness! 

"Of course, silly! I'm no virgin!" she breathed against his cheek. "I'm a 
little mama ... and I'd love to suck your cock while Jimmy fucks me from 
behind ... that is, if you can shake him loose from gaping at what they're 
doing to Jo...!" 

The stripping away of her clothing happened so slickly, so quickly, that 
Joanne hardly knew the moment she was totally naked! Ace and Pete's young, 
hot hands moved skillfully over her, at last to her bra, while Ace dropped 
to his knees before her to tug her sheer white panties down over her knees 
and ankles...! 

God! She was naked ... as naked as they! She saw some of them moving in on 
her, while Pete slipped his arms around her from behind, his eagerly 
clutching hands cupped, squeezing, fondling her breasts, his rigid young 
penis pressing into the smooth crevice between her nakedly rounded buttocks! 
Below, Ace's big hands were stroking heatedly down over her hips and thighs 
as he moved his face in closer toward the light-haired curls of her 
uncontrollably moistening pussy! Then, the other boys were obscenely running 
their hands over her exposed nakedness, her breasts, belly and thighs, 
crowding as close as possible to rub their hardened boy-cocks against her 
satiny, white flesh...! 

"Goddamm!" Jimmy French choked, a blend of excitement, despair, and rage 
bubbling inside his gut. "I don't know whether I can take this or not, 
Barry! But ... but shit, look at her! She's got her arms around them, 
hugging them up against her while they feel her tits, and ... and 
everything, rubbing their cocks all over her! Hell, she's loving it...!" 

"Come on, Jim, let me help you shed that uniform!" Barry said. "Holly wants 
us ... wants us to undress her, like they did to Jo! 

She ... she wants you to fuck her, Jimmy!" 

"H-Hunh? D-Did I hear you right?" the handsome, teenage quarterback gasped, 
looking from one to the other of his incited fellow audience. 

"Damn, what do you want me to do, darling, write you an invitation?" Holly 
sensually whispered into his face, kissing him on the lips. "Come on, Barry 
and I'll both help you out of that uniform ... but remember, the jock-strap 
is mine to take off...!" 

 CHAPTER NINE 

It suddenly dawned on the helplessly stripped Joanne that she had been 
drugged, and that the entire squad of naked boys surrounding her were under 
the influence of something as well! What and how, she had no idea, though 
that was of little importance now ... only the fact that she was completely 
at their vindictive, desire-fired mercy, mattered ... and an unexpected, if 
weird, sensation of masochism raced through her at the thought. What last 
traces of will-power she might have been clinging to had vanished with their 
lewd fondling of her exposed, sensuous curves and the hotly embracing feel 
of their hardened, moisture-tipped boy-cocks rubbing, wiping and searingly 
pressuring against her vibrant nakedness...! 

"Ooohhhh!" Joanne erotically moaned as Ace Hackett's teenage lips closed 
over and nipped teasingly at the blonde pubic curls adorning the soft mound 
at the base of her belly! 

The homely-faced youth looked up, luridly grinning at her. "Just a taunting 
preview of things to come, Jo baby," he informed, continuing to smooth his 
big, warm hands up her outer thighs and over the rounded contours of her 
silken-skinned hips and buttocks to her slender waist as he knelt before 
her, then, retracing their paths downward again. "Now, what say you just 
drop down here on the mat and stretch out a little, pussy-cat, so that your 
ever-loving football team can all appreciate you, eh?" 

There was no refusing. Several of the boys moved in to help, or force her if 
necessary, until the nakedly helpless woman found herself flat on her back 
in lewd, obscene display, while Ace knelt upright at her feet. "P-Please ... 
please don't ...!" she feebly whimpered, holding her long, shapely legs 
together. 

"Come on now coachie, baby, don't pretend to go morals on us cats. You want 
us all to be jealous of old Jim and Barry after the way you ate cock and 
played doggie-fuck with them, eh? Now would you want biased info like that 
to get out and around, Honey?" Ace needled in a put-on, concerned tone. "Of 
course, you wouldn't ... so let's just spread those sweet legs, pussy-cat, 
and let we underprivileged boys feast our greedy young eyes on that pretty, 
golden-haired cunt of yours...." 

There was nothing boyishly gentle in his burning little eyes, Joanne 
realized, nor in the sight of his swollen rod of teenage penis thrusting 
thickly from the hairy base of his young, lean pelvis. Then, out of the 
surrounding sea of youthful nakedness and lustfully hardened young genitals, 
emerged Phalanx Reed, his huge, hair-covered bulk in breadth and width 
minimizing the others, his unbelievable length of long, thick cock dwarfing 
his teammates as if they were babies! His massive fist was wrapped around it 
and obscenely stroking the heavy outer layer of skin back and forth, giving 
the stunned, helpless Joanne peekaboo glimpses at its bulbous, 
mushroom-shaped head ... glimpses that apprehensively whipped her breath 
away! 

"Here I am, Ace, an' I ain't got nothing on like you said," the 
simple-minded boy, who Joanne had fought with Billy over letting join the 
team, drooled in a thin, high-pitched voice. "I got it all big and hard like 
you told me, too ... see?" 

"Say, that's a dandy you got on today, Phalanx old boy! Right, guys?" the 
muscular, second-string quarterback praised to the lurid cheers and sniggers 
of the others. "How d'you like the prospects of that young glory-pole, 
Pussycat? Nine solid inches of what you might call boy-cock ... except it 
looks more like a chunk of cord-wood, right?" 

Joanne could only stare up at it, words failing her in growing, choked fear! 
God, they wouldn't expect her to take that inhuman ... implausible monster? 
No woman could take such a brutal thing up between her legs! He needed an 
animal ... a cow, or mare...! 

"But first things first, Phalanx buddy," Ace advised him with a grin. "You 
just keep a watchful eye on this Ace-in-the-hole, which is what he's going 
to be in a minute, and keep that old yard-arm right up there nice and hard, 
eh?" 

"Sure, Ace, you bet," the simple-minded young brute answered. "Anything you 
say...." 

"And like I told you before, Jo girl, spread 'em! Don't be bashful; you're 
amongst friends," the big teenager hissed down at her, the harshness 
returning to his lust-incited young voice. 

When she almost dazedly hesitated, Pete Jarvis dropped to his knees beside 
her face and spat: "Look ... goddamn you, Jo, you better cooperate or sure's 
hell we'll rape the shit out of you! I mean, you got it coming and you're 
going to get fucked by all of us! But you can make it easy or rough on 
yourself ... 'cause ... 'cause ... we're all going to fuck you! Now spread 

'em, like Ace says!" 

With a trembling intake of breath, Joanne hopelessly opened her full, white 
thighs to them, an unanswerable sensation of lewdly inciting exhibitionism 
rippling through her curved nakedness at the obscene exposing of her 
intimately moistening vaginal lips to their eager young eyes! 

"Wider, dammit! As far apart as you can!" Ace hissed, watching as she 
responded, spreading her tanned legs to the fullest extent, until the entire 
erogenous area of her naked, hair-fringed loins and the wet pinkness of her 
inner cunt-flesh were lewdly displayed before them! She made a little 
mewling sound, its lustful vibrance like music to Ace's ears. "Fuck!" he 
choked. "Look at that sight, Pete ... you too, Smitty! Goddamm, I'm going to 
taste me a bit of honey to get the ball rolling!" 

Joanne only moaned louder, her heart pounding in her chest as the 
homely-faced boy she had intentionally slighted on the field dropped forward 
onto his belly between her wide-spread legs, his young mouth hovering inches 
above her sensually kindled loins...! 

"Go on, Ace! Eat her fucking cunt!" Pete Jarvis bitterly urged. "Chew it ... 
suck the friggin' juice right out of it, damn her!" 

"Yeah, go on, Ace! Tongue her off a few times, like we did that probation 
officer bitch who laid the pot charge on us!" Lucky Smith spat, dropping 
down beside the naked young wife of their head coach, his angrily hardened 
young cock in his hand. "Show her how we get even with bitches who put us 
down...!" 

In the background, but never far from being a part of the lustfully 
developing spectacle, Barry Watts, totally naked with hardened, thrusting 
young penis cleaving in the air, stood behind Jimmy French who had just 
kicked off his uniform pants. Before the handsome young quarterback in his 
next-to-nakedness, his athletic support all that shielded his virile, 
teenage maleness, knelt the raven-haired Holly, all three breathing in 
acid-fired, young passion. 

Feverishly, Jimmy stared down at the crown of her long, jet-black hair, his 
young body tremoring, the knowledge of what she wanted to do, had asked to 
do, causing his gasps to come in short, quickened hisses. Damn, she wanted 
them to undress her, like the others were doing to Jo, and then ... for him 
to fuck her! She'd said that ... wanted him to fuck her! Man, he might fall 
apart inside, but his cock was doing anything but that! It was straining and 
throbbing like a netted tiger ... and then, her soft, warm hands were 
caressing his hips, her tiny fingers curling inside his jock's elastic 
band!. Goddamn...! 

Holly excitedly watched the wifts of his blondish pubic hair come slowly 
into view as she rolled the elastic contraption down over his hips. 
Uncontrollably, she leaned forward to place her tongue-moistened, young lips 
in a kiss against the shredded pubic hair of his pelvis just above its broad 
rooted beginning ... then, she drew the support all the way down, watching 
the thickened rod of his hard cock snap upward in freed expansion. Its 
partially shrouding foreskin drew slightly back with the burst of energy, 
revealing that much more of its velvety, glistening fiery glans to her! For 
a moment, she sat back, as if to totally drench herself with the erotic 
sight' of it and his semen-filling young testicles hanging manfully between 
his legs underneath! 

God, how she wanted to suck it, to taste his cum, but ... but even more, she 
wanted him to fuck her! Yes, fuck her first ... there would be other times, 
like with Ace, when she would suck him! Besides, she was going to suck 
Barry, the sweet darling ... and he'd shoot his hot cum into her mouth while 
Jimmy fucked her from behind like they had her brother's wife last night! Oh 
... ooohhhhh! 

"Go on, do it, Holly!" Barry urged, moving around his stripped buddy to 
better watch! 

Holly felt Jimmy's gasp when she placed both hands on his tensed, upper 
thighs, slowly moving her face forward toward his jutting length of rigid, 
blood-hardened cock. She opened her mouth wide, extending her little pink 
tongue pointedly so that both boys could see, her wildly excited young eyes 
focused on the escaped little drop of sparkling moisture bubbling from the 
dimpled split at its tip. Eagerly, she licked it away with her hot, swiping 
tongue, impassioned sensations racing through and over her feverish teenage 
curves as she began to lick and wash at it hotly and hungrily. 

"Unghhh!" Jimmy grunted to the seethingly stimulating contact, his fired 
young eyes saucered at the sight of her orally bathing his purple-hued glans 
with loving affection! 

The piquant, sweet tang of his tiny secretion sparked Holly's lewd 
intoxication as no other aphrodisiac ever could, she fervently reasoned. 
God, if she'd been hot last night, she was an inferno at this moment! 
Nothing seemed obscene enough to feed the furiously growing tempest inside 
her, and as she reached over to curl her slender fingers around Barry's 
thrusting hardness, she sensed the seepage hotly dampening the sheer strip 
of her nylon panties snugly caressing her keyed-up, tingling pussy. 

Barry groaned as she began to stroke the outer sheath of his stiffened 
length of penis. She closed her warm lips tightly around Jimmy's inflated 
cock-head and with them, worked his foreskin back over the glans' prominent 
coronal rim, her tiny tongue incessantly laving the smooth, hot flesh and 
stabbing into its sensitive slit. 

"Damn!" Jimmy choked out. "Come up here ... let's get you naked, Holly!" 

"Wait!" she gasped, sucking off the tip of his prick to quickly transfer her 
young, ardent mouth to Barry's poling hardness. The escaped little 
glistening drop there had caught her acid-inflamed attention and she had no 
intention of by-passing it...! 

It was Lucky Smith's lustful words that brought the raven-haired teenager to 
her feet. "Yeah, go on Ace! Tongue her off a few times ... Show her how we 
get even with bitches who put us down...!" Excitedly, the sensually flushed 
girl climbed up onto the bench to see better. "God, I've got to watch this!" 
she heatedly exclaimed. "Ace is going to lick Jo's pussy! Undress me while I 
watch, darlings ... do wild things to me ... anything...!" 

Both Pete Jarvis and Lucky Smith had dropped down on either side of the 
obscenely positioned older woman, forcing her arms around their necks as 
hugging cushions for their young heads. She moaned in undeniable mounting 
desire to their greedy fondling of her resilient, unprotected breasts, 
kissing and hotly tonguing their marblishly hardened little nipples, finally 
sucking them harshly into their hot, nibbling mouths! Their rigidly searing 
boy-cocks pressured lustfully into the naked flesh of her hips and thighs, 
their muscular young pelvis' beginning an immediate obscenely tempoed 
undulation, while Ace Hackett's exploring hands hotly caressed the tender, 
sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, causing her breath to passionately 
hitch in her throat! 

"Ooohhhhh ... ooohhh donnn'tttt!" Jo unmeaningly whimpered, sensing the 
first of his young goading kisses ... wet, inciting kisses which he was 
lavishing on the hair-lined crevice of her electrified pussy-lips, his 
heated, moistened tongue suddenly flicking over the length of her pink, 
lewdly exposed opening. Every muscle and cord in her susceptibly prurient 
young body tautened at the maddeningly pleasure-bringing oral caresses of 
her tightly clinging cunt-lips, causing soft croons of erotic joy to him in 
the depths of her throat. She felt his thumbs spreading open the puffy, 
flushed folds of her naked pussy ... then, he lashed his burning, wet tongue 
through the palpitating, liquid flesh! 

Joanne groaned, gasped and convulsively twitched beneath their lustfully 
spurring young mouths and tongues sucking and biting at the erogenous flesh 
of her pliant breasts, while the denied young quarterback began to orally 
fuck into her rapidly inflaming vagina, occasionally licking upward through 
the intimately rising moisture to encircle her tiny, erectly quivering 
clitoris. 

Abruptly, his knowing, boyish lips sucked, drawing the soft folds of 
sensate, petal-like flesh into the warm shelter of his ravaging mouth, while 
his lacing tongue continued its spine-shattering laving of the babyish 
nerve-plexus between her wide-spread legs! 

"Ooohhhh ... Ace ... Accceee ... please ... ooohhh Godddd, yessssss! D-Do 
ittt! Ooohhhhh...!" the passionately infused older woman cried helplessly in 
her lewdly positioned nakedness, already sensing the first alarm of exotic 
orgasm boiling in her belly and loins from their hot, teasing tonguing of 
her sensually provoked nakedness. 

It was then that the wild idea flashed in Ace Hackett's spiteful, lust-fired 
young brain. The luscious blonde bitch, already she was loving it ... a 
slave to boy-cock! But he hadn't wanted that to happen so easily! She hadn't 
fought him ... had only weakly pleaded for him, them, to stop ... because in 
all goddamned truth she was reveling in it, satisfying herself that she was 
being forced! Fuck, he'd never seen it done, but he was about to! 

He jerked his head erect, feeling the dampness from Jo's wet pussy 
secretions coating his mouth and nose-tip, his eyes searching over the heads 
of his gaping young teammates. He saw her standing on the bench as 
eye-melting naked as she'd been the night before when she'd stooped over for 
him to fuck her from behind! Sweet little gem, her firm young tits standing 
right out full and ruby-tipped, she was with Barry and Jimmy, both stripped 
and tugging her hot pants and bikini panties down to reveal the shadowed vee 
of her raven-black pussy curls! Goddamn, and she was smiling and winking 
licentiously at him above their heads! 

"Come over here, little Mama! I've got an urgent task for you, baby!" the 
big second-string quarterback lewdly ordered. "Bring those cats with you. 
There'll be plenty to go around, eh?" 

Eagerly, he saw her speak to the two guys who helped her down from the 
bench, each taking an arm and a warm handful of lush, teenage breast as she 
excitedly tittered, leading the way through the circle. "What is it, honey?" 
the curvaceous teenager with hands on naked, rounded hips, questioned, 
thrusting her incitingly exposed young loins forward in a wanton gesture of 
exhibitionism and slowly turning before the boys so all could see, their 
quickened breaths and moans lustfully inspiring her the more. 

"A little show, honey-pot, for the cats and me, eh?" Ace luridly said, his 
glistening mouth spread in his homely grin. "Like I've never seen it for 
real, only a couple of pictures, but the idea gives me a hot bang! You game, 
little Mama?" 

Holly shrugged her pretty young shoulders, the movement causing her firm, 
teenage breasts to delightfully ripple. "I don't know what you want ... but 
I'm ready to give it a try for you, Doll!" 

"That's my cookie," the big teenager replied, running one hand up her inner 
leg and rounded thigh to the moistened, hair-lined lips of her tight young 
cunt. He, they all, watched the little shudder of enchantment tremor over 
the smooth curves of her white, youthful nakedness. Then, Ace said to Pete 
and Lucky: "You guys back off for a bit ... make room for the little Mama! 
Coachie girl is about to eat her cunt for us...!" 

The drug, whatever it was, had hardly glazed Joanne's mind; rather, it had 
seemed to sharpen it. But as well, an unanswerable laxness had swept over 
her, an almost abandoned lack of restraint which had made the obscene 
suddenly the sublime! She'd moaned out her disappointment the moment the 
homely teenager had disengaged his tonguing mouth from her climatically 
building pussy. But then, when Holly had come at his call, Jo's 
passion-aroused eyes filling with the unbelievable sight of her young 
sister-in-law's lovely nakedness, new sensations of lust were set off inside 
her hotly churning belly and loins. She stared at the beautiful teenager's 
gorgeous young curves through eyes envisioning and feeding a never-before, 
flickering desire, listening to the incredible dialogue that passed between 
them! Oh God ... and then, Holly was obscenely climbing astraddle of her 
helplessly prostrate body and moving up over her until the exposed white 
mounds of her young full buttocks were flattening Joanne's resilient, 
hardened nippled breasts against her naked chest! In her erotic confusion, 
the totally subjected woman gaped up into the lewdly excited eyes of her 
husband's teenage sister, their total lack of compassion reminders of the 
many times and ways she had been unfair to the vengeful young girl.... 

"G-God, Holly ... please ... what're you trying to do to me?" Joanne heard 
her own words almost before she realized she was saying them ... and they 
were not necessarily meant as they were phrased. What had she wanted to 
say...? Is it because you hate me ... love me ... or want me to love you, 
darling ...? Yes, that was it! And she was such a beautiful girl ... so 
wildly exciting sitting there on top of her resiliently yielding breasts in 
her enkindling young nakedness...! 

"The boys want to watch you lick my pussy, Jo ... and so do I!" the 
bestriding, curvaceous Holly sensually hissed down at her. "Go ahead!" she 
hotly added, unable to hide her own fired, teenage passion. "Please ... and 
sometime, I'll do it for you if you want...!" 

"Don't beg her, little Mama!" Ace Hackett sharply ordered. "She ain't got no 
goddamn choice! Go on, Coachie, eat the doll's sweet little cunt ... and 
you, Pete, come on down here and take over for me! You like to tongue pussy, 
and this one's a mind-bender! I want to sit back and watch the show...." 

"Shit, just let me at it!" the redheaded boy lustfully exclaimed, quickly 
taking his teammate's position and ardently plunging his young, avid tongue 
into the hot wet heat of Joanne's nakedly exposed cunt. 

Billy Carter's voluptuous young wife groaned out her unrestrainable, sensual 
delight at the lewd, moist contact of his teasing young tongue and lips with 
her erogenous vaginal flesh! Spontaneously, the lashing flames of desire 
bellowed to a renewed glow inside her; yet, even in her mounting, seething 
lust, she realized that the mere thought of lesbianism had always repulsed 
her! But what could she do? They were forcing her, and she was helpless 
against them! Even Holly was a part of their conspiracy ... No! No! God, she 
had to be honest at least with her own self! She wanted to...! Yes, she 
wanted to...! 

"Raise up, Holly baby! Get your honey-cunt right up over her pretty mouth 
where she can get at it!" Ace Hackett luridly commanded. 

Then, Holly was lifting herself until her wetly excited young pussy was 
directly over her sister-in-law's hot, moistened lips, the proximity of its 
nearness with the enfringing, black silken curls utterly captivating the 
prostrate older woman! She sensed the delicate, youthful headiness of its 
intensively dampened aroma, the heat of it warm against her face as she 
licked out blindly with her tiny, trembling tongue, spreading the dark pubic 
curls and drawing it experimentally upward through the length of Holly's 
youthfully glistening flesh! 

"Unngghhh!" the enthralled young girl gasped, unprecendented sensations 
spiraling through her curvaceous nakedness at the forbidden obscenity 
happening between her widespread young legs! She felt Jo's hands like warm, 
smooth velvet creeping up her waist and ribs, caressing her heaving young 
breasts, then moving back down to her hips, pulling her down closer as she 
laved her eagerly flitting little tongue through the hot, sensitive folds of 
her wetly secreting cunt! She felt her brother's wife frantically exploring 
with her tiny, hot tongue ... taunting at her erect, tremoring clitoris, 
then the moistly seething walls of her newly fucked young vagina, and 
suddenly back again to the tiny tip of her sensitively pulsating clitoris! 
God almighty! It was the grooviest happening ever...! 

With an insanity Jo had never dreamed ... or was it just another branch of 
the lechery for youth that had come to plague her ... no matter, the young 
blonde woman's growing lust burned frenziedly within her as she licked and 
sucked feverishly to the inflamed tonguings taking place between her own 
widespread legs! Whoever it was, young Pete Jarvis, she thought as she 
clutched at the softly yielding mounds of Holly's smoothly rounded buttocks, 
he was a little fiend ... a delicious teenage Imp! God, she'd suck him 
beautifully the moment she could...! 

"Look at the bitch eat it!" Ace exclaimed, his little eyes bugging as he 
strained his neck in close to watch every intricate movement. "Shit, they're 
both loving it, and here we sit like goons watching!" 

"Yeah, come on, Ace, let's break that up!" Jimmy French said, Holly's 
request still hotly branded in his teenage brain. "I want my fuck now, and 
Holly bid for it!" 

"Hey man, that's wild!" Ace replied, grinning up at the other. "She's 
tight's a clothes-spin! I copped her cherry last night while we watched you 
guys and Jo! You're not sore, I hope...?" 

"Hell no! Somebody's got to be first! She gave me my chance and I blew it! 
But now, she's going to get the virgin, namely me!" 

Ace laughed. "Man, you're okay, you know? We'll make a team out of these 
Imps, yet! Come on, let's divide up these chicks before they get to like 
cunt anymore than they are...!" 

But it was Holly who pulled away, swinging her leg up off Joanne before any 
of the boys could intervene. She leaned down, then, kissed her older 
sister-in-law full on the lips. "It was beautiful, Jo ... there'll be other 
times, too, between us," she whispered, tasting the essence of her own pussy 
on the blonde girl's lush lips. "But now, we have some boys to take care of, 
and I'm going to help! Come on, let's make it the wildest orgy ever heard 
of!" 

Joanne looked up at the vivacious face of her young sister-in-law, 
passionate sensations of frantic lust and lechery causing her whole naked 
body to quiver and tingle. She sensed the feverish licking at her hot, wet 
cunt cease, but this time the loss was not disheartening, only inspiring her 
toward more! She said: "God, baby, it's got to be ... with a whole football 
team?" 

 CHAPTER TEN 

"Goddamn! You ever see a more cock-throbbing sight than that?" Ace Hackett 
coarsely put to his gaping, stripped young teenage compatriots as both 
Joanne and Holly positioned their voluptuous, naked bodies on all fours, 
side by side with knees spread wide, then looked up at the self-designated 
leader. 

"W-Will this do for openers?" the blonde female coach almost brazenly 
taunted, both elated with the newly found sensual bond between Holly and 
her, and encouraged by her sparkling, teenage sister-in-law's passionate 
offer to share in the obscene task before them. God, she'd never in her life 
even dreamed of such wantonness! She was smoldering and intensively wet 
between her feverish thighs from their lusty tonguing and mouthing of her 
excited pussy, while she'd momentarily lost herself in the incredible 
delight of Holly's "honey-cunt," as Ace had so aptly termed it! Oh, there 
would be more of that forbidden love-making between them, she inwardly 
vowed...! 

"Well ... sounds like our coachie's come up with a touch of the braves all 
of a sudden, cats," the big, second-string quarterback said, his young eyes 
narrowing. Bitch, he thought, sensing the arrogance creeping back into her 
voice. The Little Mama's offer to help with the chores had pumped new starch 
into Billy boy's cock-happy wife, and Ace wasn't sure that he liked that. 
Listening to her whimper and plead had set the old sadistic, male-chauvinest 
blood to pounding in his veins. Now, with reinforcements, came back the 
queenly attitude, bravado in the face of all odds! Cunt! She was hotter than 
a witch's caldron and he knew it; he'd tasted its tangy heat between her 
legs; still she was determined to carry the flag to victory ... even from 
her slave-like, whore-baby position. Well, gung ho, bitch! It just wasn't 
going to come off that way! "Seems like we better get a little organization 
to this carnival, eh? Have any preferences to size, method, or position, 
pussy cat?" 

"It's your rape, Thomas Hackett!" Joanne acidly put to him from her assumed, 
lewd position on the mat, having no intentions of again becoming the 
subjected, begging female! Damn him ... all of them! They were merely 
babies, nothing more, teenagers filled with the false courage from whatever 
drug it was, their stiffened young penises lustfully doing their thinking 
for them! But now, she had Holly on her side, and even though she knew her 
husband, Billy'd, never forgive her if he knew, Joanne fully intended to let 
the young girl involve herself to the obscene hilt, just as she, herself, 
had done. Somehow, she reasoned, shared guilt was a safeguard in itself! 
She'd had no idea that the girl was so grown up! God, she was a passionate 
little wench! " ... Let's make it the wildest orgy ever heard of...." she'd 
wantonly said...! 

"Rape...?" Ace repeated, the vindictiveness growing in his youthfully 
narrowed eyes. "Okay, pussycat, if you want to make it rougher on yourself, 
we'll cooperate, right team?" 

A series of harsh young affirmatives came down to the lewdly positioned 
sisters-in-law, but only Holly in her excited, curved nakedness felt 
unintimidated. A cold sensation had washed through Joanne at their young, 
animal-like sounds, and inwardly she reprimanded herself for her stupid 
display of ego. 

The almost impatient, raven-haired girl fretfully sensed the other's wave of 
revived fear, but could hardly sympathize with her. She'd damn sure brought 
it on herself with her haughtiness and put down attitude. For a few moments, 
Holly had thought her brother's voluptuous young wife was about to become 
human, but that had been a short lived presumption ... which brought them 
right back to where they'd started, and the dark-eyed young teenager right 
back in the boys' corner...! 

"Come on, Ace!" someone sounded out. "Let's get at her!" 

"Yeah!" another lewdly chimed in. "She's on her goddamned horse again! Let's 
make her suck a few of us off; that'll slow her down!" 

"Who's going to fuck her up her snooty HI' asshole, Ace?" Lucky Smith 
obscenely questioned. "Man, there ain't nothing like that...!" 

Both Jimmy French and Barry Watts approached Holly, kneeling down beside 
her, their stiffened young rods of hardness in their hands. "Wait, lovers," 
she whispered to them. "I've got some organizing to do first!" Then to Ace: 
"Lie down here on your back, baby, let me play "circus ring mistress!! so we 
can get this orgy off and running!" 

"You're on, Little Mama!" Ace quickly replied, catching Holly's meaningful 
wink and dropping down on the mat to stretch out on his back, his hardened, 
foreskinned cock pointing ceilingward. "Okay, it's your party, cookie!" 

"Go on, Jo, get up over him and put it in!" Holly ordered, her lustfully 
roused young eyes dancing with excitement at the obscene combination racing 
through her mind. "We'll have to expedite matters, honey, if we're ever to 
take care of them all!" 

Joanne hesitated, but the dark-haired teenager's bewitching little smile did 
what it was falsely intended to do ... infuse confidence into the blonde 
curvaceous girl and she moved bodily above him, her own egotistical smile 
uncontrollable, the licentious thought that she could still handle the likes 
of Ace Hackett's adolescent lust sending a chill of domination rippling 
through her naked body! On her knees with her legs spread wide, her pink 
nippled breasts hanging and swaying above his young chest, Joanne centered 
her open, wet cunt directly above the tip of his pulsating cock-head. Then, 
with her hand, she reached between her legs to grasp the stiffened, thick 
rod, drawing its feverish head teasingly back and forth through the hotly 
moistened flesh. 

"Goddamn...!" Ace grunted, thrusting his hips upward. "Get the fucking thing 
into your pussy hole, Coachie ... or ... or I'll blow my nuts right here!" 

"Do it, Jo!" Holly eagerly ordered, closely watching as were the surrounding 
naked boys. "Let's show them what they're up against!" 

Again, the voluptuously endowed Joanne in her sensual nakedness, displayed 
the smile reflecting her lustful ego, plus gratefulness for the alliance of 
her young sister-in-law. 

Holly watched it all from behind, with Barry and Jimmy on either side of 
her. Barry's face was nearly touching Ace's legs and Joanne's beautiful 
naked ass. Jimmy's eyes burned as he watched her place Hackett's thick 
cock-head right at the quivering mouth of her cunt-hole, then force her 
luscious ass down onto it with a wet, sluicing gushy sound! 

"God!" Holly gasped, remembering the night before! Jo had taken the entire 
length of it right up her cunt on the first lunge! She heard Billy's wife 
hiss out a heavy sigh and Ace's grunting reaction to her rocking back and 
forth on it. She lifted her rounded hips, then, her pink cunt-flesh wetly 
sucking and pulling at it, only to plunge down once more. This time, she 
added a circling undulation of her arched hips and the full white mounds of 
her ovaled buttocks. Oooohhh ... the lustful sight was just about to drive 
her up the wall, the raven-haired teenager feverishly realized, but she'd 
have to wait a little longer ... until sweet Jo was really taken care of...! 

Ace began to clutch and maul the rhythmically dancing tits hanging above 
him, squeezing and kneading their yielding suppleness while he lifted from 
the mat to drive his throbbing young cock up into the seething, wet sheath 
of her grasping cuntal channel. Shit, the fucking pussycat was a hot dose! 
Her long blonde pony tail had worked its way over her shoulder like a braid 
and there was that taunting smile still evident to torment him, her blue 
eyes gleaming. The dazzling bitch ... she was vacuuming the marrow right up 
through his prick and reveling in it! His bloated young balls churned 
achingly with the load building inside them...! 

"What's wrong, Ace? Am I more than you bargained for?" the nakedly working 
young wife couldn't resist panting down at him. 

The big teenager choked, his words wadding his throat before he forced them 
out in an unintelligible garble, causing Joanne's smile to twist into a 
salacious grin. Damn them! Rape her, would they? Well, who was raping 
whom...? 

"Come here, Pete ... back here!" Joanne heard Holly's voice, and abruptly, 
she felt his presence moving in behind her, his young hands on the soft 
flesh of her taunted buttocks ... warm, eager hands that smoothed to her 
hips, the heat of his teenaged body assuring his closeness! She twisted her 
head to stare into Holly's wildly aroused young face. 

"Wh-What's he going to do, darling?" the obscenely position blonde wife 
apprehensively questioned. 

"Really turn you on, Jo honey!" the vivacious young girl hotly replied, her 
young acid keened mind aflame with the obscenity of her plan. "Besides, 
expediency, darling, remember...?" 

Suddenly, Ace's muscular young body ceased moving beneath her, his strong 
hands catching at her waist, holding her raised to the end of his length of 
hardness, its tip alone barely penetrating her hot, wet passage. She sucked 
in her breath as she felt the presence of a second ... Pete's fleshy young 
cock nuzzling into the stretching heat of her fluid vaginal mouth! She gaped 
again at Holly's almost fiendish little smile, frantically reasoning that 
the second spear of hardness had to be seated against the first, with both 
swollen heads pointed menacingly toward the sensitive passage of her cunt, 
making her shudderingly understand what they intended! Good God! They were 
going to double-fuck her there ... and it was Holly's idea! 

"Oh, please no...! Damn, Holly, are you trying to kill me? I-I can't take 
them both together ...!" 

"That's better, pussycat! I love it when you beg!" Ace spat. "Okay, Pete, 
when I say fuck, we do!" 

"Right on, Ace baby!" 

"Oh ... oh please, have some mercy...?" 

"Fuck!" the naked, second-string quarterback exclaimed, and they did in 
perfect unison, Pete Jarvis gouging into the soft white flesh of her hips, 
destroying all thought for a mind-shattering minute as the pair of teenage, 
hardened cocks lunged up into her expanded vagina like fiercely impaling 
lances! Together, they barbarically stretched her cuntal passage with 
breathtaking shocks of agony, eliminating any sense of ego or confidence she 
had momentarily known. 

"Aaaauuugghhh! Uuuuunnggghhh ... ooohhh stop ... God almighty, stop ... 
pleasseee!" the tormented young wife grunted in her immediate torture. But 
they never even slowed down, let alone stopped ... only raced into her with 
an obscenely inhuman rhythm, stretching her ravaged vagina beyond belief! 
"Ooohhh ... you ... you bastards! Y-You're killing me...! Holly ... Holly 
... s-stop them, my Goddd!" 

"That's it, Jo darling, stay right with them!" the naked excitedly watching 
teenage girl taunted as Ace mauled and twisted her sister-in-law's swollen, 
hanging breasts, sadistic ripples of sensual fire racing through the burning 
core of her own young body. "You see ... it's feeling better every second, 
isn't it? Just think, two hard cocks fucking into your cunt at the same 
time, honey ... and you're beginning to love it, aren't you...?" 

Even through the paroxysm of pain, weird masochistic sensations came 
churningly to life within Joanne's voluptuous, obscenely fucked nakedness. 
"Oooohhh ... ooohhh Godddd! Y-Yesss ... yessss! Do it! Go on ... harderrrr, 
damn you! Fuck me harder with them...!" 

"Mmmmmmm ... you see, she's loving it!" Holly enviously crooned, watching 
her lust-blinded sister-in-law beginning to wildly undulate her lewdly 
spread buttocks and pin, wet cuntal flesh on the pair of thrusting rods of 
hardness plunging into her golden-haired loins! "Now, Jimmy, get behind me 
and fuck me good! Oooouuu ... hurry, baby! I need your cock in my burning 
pussy while I watch this ...!" 

Joanne, in her luridly positioned nakedness, could hardly comprehend the 
maddening sensations her stretched vagina was searingly telegraphing to her 
acid-sharpened, inflamed brain! Depraved lustful enchantment swept through 
her at the realization that she was taking both of their long, thick, 
teenage cocks in her cunt at one time, the obscene thought satanically 
firing her nakedly perspiring young body. With sluttish wantonness, she 
pumped her hips and buttocks down onto their charging uplifted young cocks, 
heatedly scoring the sensitive, hot flesh of her slowly acclimating cuntal 
channel...! 

As Jimmy began to beautifully burrow into her simmering, teenage cunt from 
behind, Holly vaguely caught the sound of Pete Jarvis' whimpering voice and 
saw him dig his strong young fingers into the soft flesh of Joanne's working 
hips, his hardened cock still thrusting in flesh-soldered accord with Ace's 
into the blonde girl's visibly stretched pussy-hole! 

"N-Now, Ace...! Shit ... I'm going to cuummm...!" 

"Burn it into her, Pete man! Blow it right up in her hot little belly!" Ace 
luridly exclaimed. "Come on, one of you guys! Get ready to take over for 
Jarvis...!" 

Joanne moaned with whorish unrestraint at the lustful thought of his virile 
young cock squirting excitedly into her while the other continued to fuck 
uninterrupted! She envisioned the pair of swollen arrows of youthful 
hardness in her mind's eye as one double-barreled weapon, and she humped her 
obscenely spread buttocks and soothing genitals up and down on them! 
Suddenly, she felt the throbbing burst of the upper one in its jerking, 
convulsive spasm, its teenage owner grasping brutally at the pliant, satiny 
flesh of her hips as he began to chant: "Fuck ... it's cummmmiiinnnggg...!" 

The blonde, naked squirming wife felt it squirting from the swollen tip of 
his desperately ramming young cock in hot, thick jets of virile boy-jism, 
immediately coating the stretched walls of her inflamed vagina with a 
slippery film that immeasurably increased the sensitivity of her passage. 
Then, it fell sadly limp, almost pulpy, before it fell out of her and a new 
entry of equal size pleasurably joined young Ace Hackett's unfaltering 
rock-hardness...! 

On and on it went, one after the other kneeing up behind her to join the 
inimitable rod of her second-string quarterback's long length of thickened, 
hot cock fucking into her, each in turn soon shooting his boiling, youthful 
load of cum up into the semen-drenched sanctuary of her churning belly. And 
beside her, she stole a glance at Holly's curvaceous young body eagerly 
straining back in orgiastic delight against Jimmy French's thrusting young 
cock, while she voraciously sucked Barry's and two more naked imps waited 
their turns! 

God, had there ever been such an utterly abominable, sensually exotic, orgy 
anywhere ... anytime...? The maddeningly fired young wife wondered in 
passionate frenzy, her breaths heaving from her lungs! Ooohhh ... she'd go 
out of her mind if she . didn't cum soon! To think of all the hard young 
cocks that had fucked into her, yet she had not cum even once! The drug ... 
whatever it was ... that had to be the reason, and also the answer to the 
staying power of the homely faced boy beneath her! Holly, too, wore the 
slackened expression of a girl hungering for insanely needed fulfillment ... 
and God, now Barry and Jimmy were back at her! She was sucking Jimmy while 
Barry fucked her from behind ... and all around her the young teenage cocks 
were reswelling into blood-filled hardness again...! 

Christ, Ace Hacket inwardly swore as a baby-faced teammate he hardly knew 
triggered his wad after a half-dozen jabs and fell shamefully out of the 
pussycat. She was a goddamned luscious hellcat, that's what she was! Almost 
the whole team had fucked her and she was still going right out of her 
skull! Too much, but not too heavy for old Ace! He'd hung right in there 
with her, just as he knew he would, because that's the way acid hit him ... 
and evidently her chemistry played right along the same lines! He heard his 
Little Mama squealing out her explosion of joy, but hardly paid her any 
mind. How the hell could he? 

His throbbing cock was suddenly like a lone, charging knight in the jousting 
arena of sweet Jo's omniverous cunt! She was frantically bucking and 
straining on top of him, her feverish pussy swallowing at the companionless 
presence of his solitary rod of aching hardness! Her beautiful face was 
damned near frighteningly contorted in her lust! He couldn't believe it as 
he twisted and palmed her hanging tits, tormenting them by biting their 
pebble-hardened nipples, while he smashed his numbing cock up to meet her 
downward plunge! Good Christ! She was too much for the whole goddamned 
squad! That she was, the fucking beautiful bitch...! Almost...! 

"Come on, Phalanx, you've waited long enough!" he chokingly ordered. "Put 
that elephant prick to work! Now, for chris' sake! Now!" 

Unaware of whatever else was going on, Ace watched the simple headed Phalanx 
clumisly knee his way up behind her, never hurrying, taking it all in 
stride, as if he were about to eat a half-dozen chocolate bars, except, the 
denied young quarterback knew how he liked to bury his huge cock in a warm 
tight hole...! 

In sedate, enjoyable numbness, the massive teenager pleasurefully stared at 
the stretched and swollen pink outer-flesh of their coach's wife's cuntal 
channel, along with Ace's hardened cock pistoning up into it. He never 
minded waiting his turn; Ace always saw that he got it. Old Ace always made 
sure he had lots of good fucking, and he really liked to fuck! But right at 
the moment it was groovy to watch his buddy's hard cock all moist and shiny 
with all the cat's cum sleeked over it and matting the hair on his belly and 
running down his balls! 

"Hold it, pussycat!" Ace gasped, and she did. "We've got one more cock for 
you...!" 

"Uunnggg ... ooohhh, yesss ... do it, Ace darling, please...?" Joanne 
sensually moaned, absolutely certain that this time she could cum! 
Obscenely, she thrust her naked buttocks back by dipping her waist and 
spreading her knees wider, the lustful thought of two penises again raging 
inside her cunt wantonly firing her! She felt hands on her hips, then the 
nudging of hardened, teenage cock-flesh playing in the saturated dampness 
coating the entire area of her passionately seething genitals. She sensed 
the spongy, hot tip searching provocatively up and down the smooth crevice 
separating her lewdly spread buttocks. "Oooohhh ... hurry, please, darling! 
Get it in!" she pleaded in excited want, squirming her lush hips as if to 
help him! This time, she'd cum! She knew it ... and she had to cum...! Then 
... she froze! 

What was he doing? Goddd! She stared down with saucering eyes at the 
grinning, muscular youth beneath her as she felt thumbs pressuring on either 
side of her tiny, virginal anus! Suddenly, they strained the sensitive flesh 
there in opposite directions, as if to open the tight little hole! God 
almighty! N-Not that...! 

"No! Stop ... stop, Phalanx!" she blurted out, straining her neck to gape 
behind her at the powerful, naked teenager. "P-Please ... please don't! I-I 
can't take you there! Ace! Stop him! God, I can't take him there with you in 
my pussy!" she lewdly pleaded. "Please, boys...?" she whimpered, even 
knowing the uselessness of it when she read the expression on Ace Hackett's 
homely face! 

Undeniable fear clouded the older woman's eyes and knotted the entrails in 
her sperm-filled belly at the thought of the numbed imbicile trying to 
sodomize her while Ace Hackett fucked her in her cunt! What had gone before 
was one obscene thing, but this barbaric outrage with his big cock would 
surely rip her wide open! 

"Come on now, Jo baby, my little pussycat isn't going to let this test put 
her down ... is she?" Ace whispered up into her frightened face, still 
tormentingly taunting her lushly hanging breasts. "What would your husband, 
old Billy-boy, think if we ever told him after fucking the whole team you 
couldn't handle Phalanx? And what about poor Phalanx's feelings? Ain't you 
got no compassion, baby?" 

Joanne stared down at him, hating his face and loving his young, muscular, 
teenage body, his long, thick length of endurable cock! "Oooohh...!" she 
whimpered to his merciless young hands tormenting her breasts. She started 
to speak, but words failed her as Phalanx's bludgeoning cock-head pressured 
against the tight ring of her chaste anus he was obscenely spreading open! 
God! God...! 

"Holly! Holly! Help me...!" the nakedly subjected young wife cried out as 
she felt the huge teenager strain forward! Ooohhh...! His thick, rubbery 
cock-tip was worming its way into her asshole, causing her to chill with 
natural terror! "Oooohhh ... please don't...! Holly ... somebody ... help 
me, my God...!" 

No one did, and painfully Joanne Carter whimpered and squealed, trying to 
squirm free of the blunt, agonizing invasion of her hopelessly resisting 
rectum. But they clung mercilessly to her, Phalanx ever pressing forward as 
she clenched her tear-brimming eyes tightly shut. Suddenly the tensioned, 
elasticized mouth of her tightly closed little asshole gave way before the 
relentless pressure, permitting the smooth turgid head to burst up 
salaciously into her! She felt his strong, oafish hands move to her upper 
thighs, his thick fingers gouging her terder white flesh, and she ground her 
teeth desperately together to help bear the pain! 

"How's that little old hunk of sodomizing cock feel, pussycat?" Ace twitted, 
grinning up at her as he continued to tease at her possum-swollen breasts 
and thrust his pulsing hardness up into her wetly absorbing vaginal sheath 
with a grinding, circular action of his vindictive, teenage hips. "Like 
maybe a white-hot poker was being shoved up your ass? Makes you almost wish 
you hadn't been such an unfair bitch, right Coachie?" 

"Oooohhh ... aaauugghh...! Y-You're ... ooohhh ... damn you ... you're 
tearing me wide open!" Joanne shrilly cried out, her face contorted with 
torment. "Oooohhh ... stop ... stop, you dim-witted animal!" she wailed back 
at the unheeding Phalanx, straining her neck to gape at his lustfully 
engrossed, stupid face as he clutched at her tensed thighs and rackingly 
wormed his hardened huge cock up into the clutching heat of her tight spongy 
passage without respite! Ace hauled her down to him until her full breasts 
were flattened against his hard, young chest, forcing her obscenely spread 
buttocks higher into the air to help Phalanx's sodomizing cock push into and 
fuck her there! Brutally, its blood-throbbing head plowed the velvety 
clinging flesh before it, until at last with one final lunge that flattened 
the rounded, yielding moons of her lush buttocks against his pelvis, the 
overgrown teenager had driven the impaling hard length of it into her 
desperately stretched back channel! 

Joanne gasped for breath, barely able to think, the pain was so 
overwhelming! She'd never be the same after this ... this inhuman ravaging 
of her intimate passages! Oooohhh ... and the slightest movement of her 
naked body only drove it deeper up into her rectum! She tried to hold 
herself in a death-like stillness as they both began to saw in and out of 
her vaginal and rectal canals ... in and out ... in and out ... in and out 
... until she began to sense the thickness of their burning young rods of 
hardened cock-flesh rubbing against one another, only separated by the thin 
membranish wall between her inhumanly stretched vagina and rectum! 

"Unnnggghhh ... ooohhh ... ooohhh...!" Joanne moaned in her helpless 
nakedness, the incredible ravishment once more raising the weirdly 
pleasureful sensation within her! She began to move back and down in a tempo 
with her searing, expanded passages in offered acceptance of their plunging, 
teenage cocks! 

To Billy Carter's lewdly positioned young wife in her drug-whetted lust, 
pain had suddenly become warped, sensual joy, and she began to revel in the 
depths of her obscene subjugation! While the homely faced teenager beneath 
her encouraged the oafish boy who was luridly sodomizing her virginal 
asshole from behind, Jo made no effort to restrain the passionate grunts of 
masochistic pleasure tumbling from her lips! She felt the swollen intrusion 
solidly thrusting into her rectal passage, chafing and rubbing to an 
incredible sensation its raw, spongy flesh! She felt the simple-minded 
youth's hands gripping her naked hips again with an eager pressure as he 
drubbingly fucked into her, each skin-splitting plunge raising a throaty 
gasp from her which chokingly filled the room. She stared unseeing, but ever 
conscious of Ace Hackett's strong young hands twisting and pulling at the 
full mounds of her dancing breasts, while his dim-witted accomplice thrust 
between her upraised, vulnerable buttocks with longer, sleeker strokes! 
Wildly, he rammed the entire length of huge hardness right up her ass, until 
she could feel his massive, young bloated balls each time slapping against 
the stretched, cock-engorged mouth of her seething pussy! 

"Well ... what say, pussycat? Are we getting to you ... making you see a bit 
of light, yet?" Ace pantingly questioned to his unceasing mauling of her 
swollen, tingling breasts. Then, with an unexpected, spine-shattering lurch, 
he drove the long length of his hardened, thick rod upward into her 
simmering vagina to stab at the underside of her quaking belly, forcing a 
pitiful whimper from her throat! "Answer me, goddamnit! Or maybe you haven't 
had enough yet, is that it, cookie...?" 

But she couldn't answer; words wouldn't form into phrases, nor come audibly 
from her slackened lips with the forbidden lustful bliss permeating her 
whole naked body ... being ravaged by an uncountable number of young, 
stiffened cocks that had fucked into every erogenous opening she possessed! 

"All right, boys!" Ace commanded his revitalized teammates. "Let's get a 
line over here and sashay right up to the pussycat's sweet lips! She wants 
to suck some cock while Phalanx and I stuff her ass and cunt...!" 

They came, one after the other, to stand above the homely-faced youth 
beneath her, thrusting their rehardened young cocks into her mouth to be 
sucked, and she avidly accommodated them! Their hot, teenage sperm puddled 
in her belly, smearing her lips and chin with its sticky whiteness, while 
she delighted in the obscene possession of them and their handsome young 
boy-cocks! 

Impassionedly, the naked, cum-drenched blonde wife undulated her rounded, 
obscenely spread buttocks with tireless fervency, squeezing with both cunt 
and rectal muscles at the teenage poles of burning hardness rhythmically 
pumping into her inflamed passage mouths. She listened to hear their 
youthful groans of boyish lust as her cunt, asshole, and mouth hungrily 
pulled at their young loins. Omniverously, she began to suck harder at the 
rigid, jerking length of penile flesh in her mouth, its owner no longer of 
importance. Her cheeks hollowed and bloated as she ardently slaved ... and 
then Phalanx whimpered in his high-pitched voice. 

"Oh ... frig it, Ace...! I-I'm going to cum...! Yehhh ... nowww...!" 

Simultaneously, the boy whose stiffened young cock filled her mouth began to 
convulse. Joanne sensed it swelling abruptly as Phalanx's massive load of 
hot white sperm began to squirt jet-like into the tightly clutching depths 
of her lewdly tingling, forever stretched rectum. Wildly, she fucked back 
onto his wildly spewing cock while she ravenously sucked at the jerking 
hardness in her mouth. It burst then, and the boy cried out, shuddering all 
over! Nectarous gushes of the creamy, fresh young boy cum jetted into her 
mouth and throat, her cheeks puffing and contracting as she voraciously and 
hungrily swallowed gush after gush fastening her lips tightly around the 
ejaculating young penis, prepared not to lose a single drop! 

Completely spent, he pulled his slowly deflating young cock from her lips, 
as did the overgrown youth behind her from her sperm-flooded anal passage, 
both of them slumping away and leaving her to concentrate on the boy beneath 
her who was growing more handsome with every passing second! Suddenly, she 
bent down and kissed him with her wet, sperm-coated lips, thrusting her 
tiny, cum-covered tongue obscenely into his mouth, and to her surprise, he 
began to suck it! 

"Oh ... oh God, darling ... believe me, you've made your point!" Billy 
Carter's wife passionately exclaimed. "I promise you ... all of you ... 
it'll be different from now on...! But now, my God, I've got to cum, lover 
...!" 

"Man, sweeter words I've never heard, pussycat!" Ace panted as she raised 
her curvaceously flared hips and plunged downward with her fire-filled loins 
and smoothly round buttocks. Hungrily, her inner cuntal-muscles began to 
contract and pull at his thrusting, rock-hard young cock, while her aching, 
swollen breasts swayed and bounced sensuously above his face in time to the 
lewd fucking she was receiving from below. 

Joanne sat up straight then, beginning a slow-grinding rocking motion, 
feeling the full throbbing length of his youthfully thick cock frictionally 
massaging the liquid walls of her intensively excited vagina. Its bulbous 
head pleasurefully prodded her cervix. She reached behind her to find his 
young sperm bloated balls, cupping, then raking her nails over their 
cum-filled sac. While the others, including Holly, looked on like exhausted 
athletes, Joanne gently squeezed and milked her last remaining teenage 
lover's heatedly churning young testicles as she passionately fucked down on 
him from above! 

"G-Goddamn...!" he suddenly choked, gaping up at her beautiful, sensuous 
face. "H-Here it cums, Jo baby! Oooohhh, pussycat ... fuck that aching cock! 
Hard ... hard ... I'm cuummiinnggg ...!" 

"Yesss ... yesss, darling...!" the voluptuously naked older woman responded 
with a little wail, her sensuously slaving hips and buttocks fucking 
feverishly downward to absorb his frantically jerking young cock as deep up 
inside her wildly exploding belly as she could. "Oooooohhh, lover ... now! 
Nooowwww! I'm cuuummmiiinnggg too...!" 

She cried out and Ace Hackett cursed, their wildly pounding bodies 
convulsing spasmodically together in a tight, sweat-locked embrace! Then, 
the warmly flowing liquid of their dual cataclysmic orgasms gushed back and 
down out of the beautiful blonde young woman's heatedly engulfing cunt lips 
to hotly flood his cock and balls below. 

"Ooooh, God! That was beautiful, my little, darling!" Joanne groaned wetly 
down into his heavily breathing mouth. "We're all going to do this over and 
over and over again! We're never going to stop!" 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

The San Carmella Imps lost more games than they won through-out the 
remainder of the season, but no one seemed to mind. Enthusiasm remained high 
amongst the boys, and parents showed a greater interest because their sons 
were getting an opportunity to play. 

Billy Carter quite openly let his lovely young wife know that he was pleased 
with the results and the way she was giving every boy his chance. The 
winning or losing was not important, he had always insisted, only that each 
and every lad had his chance to get in there and try. 

Over the telephone, he'd said to her: "But I suppose you're getting pretty 
tired by this time, aren't you, Honey ... and I know how it is. I'll be glad 
to see our last game next Sunday, myself...." 

"No, on the contrary, darling, I'm anything but tired this year. In fact, I 
hate to see the season draw to a close," Joanne had told him. 

"Really? I thought you'd be already for a vacation ... say a trip to 
Florida," her young husband had said. 

"Florida? Why Florida, Billy...?" 

"That coach-father of yours, baby. He figures the team needs a winter 
training quarters after the disastrous season we had. And ... he's probably 
right. Anyway, it'll only be for a couple of months...." 

"But that'll be right during basketball season, Billy, and the boys and I 
have already decided to form a Junior League and use our gym facilities," 
she'd quickly told him. 

"Basketball...? You were never a fan of that game, Jo ...?" 

"It's the boys, Billy," she'd said. "They've simply been begging me, and I 
can't refuse them. With our Imps alone, we have enough for at least four 
teams, and we've had any number of applications from new boys who want to 
play!" 

"You sound real gone on this, baby?" her husband had said, his voice 
inflections registering his surprise. "Remember, I won't be there to 
help...." 

"I know, honey, but I've got Holly, and she's a wonder! I'm certain that 
between us we can handle the whole thing quite easily. Besides, the older 
boys, like Ace Hackett and Jimmy French, just pitch right in!" 

"Well ... let's talk about it when I come home next week," he'd said. "But, 
if you've really got your mind made up, I'll go along with it. The Imps have 
one more game, too, don't they?" 

"Yes, next Sunday afternoon. Then, we're having our usual season-end party," 
she'd reminded him. "Will you be here for that?" 

"Hell, no! We play St. Louis there to wind up our schedule," he said. "I 
thought you knew...." 

"I do, darling. I just forgot that it wasn't a home game," she'd lied. "I 
mean, if you were in L.A. you could at least get here for the party." 

"Yeah ... well ... I guess you and Holly can handle that, all right without 
me...." 

"Yes, of course we can, Billy," she'd replied with an eager little laugh, 
her mind excitedly racing with the promising thought of it. She just hoped 
the boys didn't play their hearts out and get all tired out from the silly 
game first...! 


THE END
