LLP-511 A Loving Family
by Phyllis Baxter


Chapter 1

Jean Stevenson sat sipping champagne in the lounge aboard the luxurious
private Lear jet that was speeding her over the ocean towards home. Home
after three long years in South America three years of separation from
her son... three years away from all that was safe and familiar... three
years that had changed the course of her life.

Jean's thoughts were interrupted by the approach of her new husband who
had moved from behind to kiss her openly on the mouth. She was
surprised, slightly embarrassed, but pleased by Tom's open display of
affection. It was a part of his nature that she still wasn't quite used
to, this unashamed, uninhibited approach to the more intimate aspects of
marriage. Still, it was only consistent with the radical difference
between Tom and Dan, his brother and her first husband, who had been so
cruelly taken from her only five months ago.

Jean had been completely devastated by her husband's sudden tragic
death. In retrospect, it seemed almost predetermined that Tom should be
there by her side when she received the horrible news. Dan had been
piloting the company plane through the narrow pass at La Paz, Bolivia
when a sudden control failure caused the fatal crash into the side of
the mountain. Tom had taken care of everything, saving her from total
disaster, and Jean was glad to be able to leave it all in his capable
hands.

Although brothers, Tom and Dan Stevenson were at opposite ends of the
spectrum of human nature, both physically and mentally, yet
complimenting each other in every way. Dan had been the quiet,
introspective type, while Tom was the outgoing extrovert. They were a
natural team and as business partners worked together well enough to
build a phenomenally successful copper import business in Bolivia in the
space of three years. Dan had done most of the groundwork and operated
behind the scenes, while Tom had secured the financial backing and
handled sales.

The trip back to America in the private company plane was really
something, she thought. And to think that when Tom, her new husband, had
first proposed the idea of flying back home in the luxury of a private
jet, she had been reluctant. The idea frightened her, after the terrible
crash in which her husband was killed, but Tom had convinced her that
she had to face up to the fact that what had happened was in the past
and must be forgotten. He had been right. She felt warm and secure now,
and blissfully happy with Tom by her side.

The dark-haired mother was anxious to see her son. After three years,
she felt as though she could hardly wait another moment for the long
awaited reunion. She was ready now, after the turmoil and confusion of
the last few months, to face him, to be with him and to begin their
whole new life.

What a glorious ending to what could have been a sorry tale, she
reflected as she rather shyly returned her husband's kiss. There were
only two other passengers aboard the private jet, an older couple, plus
the crew, but Jean was not used to revealing her arousal to others.
Still, she admitted with an inward smile, she had been in a constant
state of arousal almost since the first time she and Tom had made love!

It was as though a whole new world, a world of sensuality, had been
opened to her. In spite of her mild state of embarrassment, Jean felt
herself getting turned on. "Tom! Please!" she said in a loud whisper,
although the feel of his hand slipping beneath her tight fitting sweater
secretly pleased her.

"Why not!" he said loudly. "We're married and I love you. I can feel
your tits if I want to!" The couple sitting behind them looked up from
their game of gin rummy to smile knowingly. Tom grinned wickedly when he
saw that Jean was blushing, and to show off slid his hand up and let it
rest on the full mound of her breast.

"You silly... she gasped, giggling. "Must you advertise the fact that
we're newly-weds! Mr. and Mrs. Lawson can see!"

"Let 'em look... do you think they've never seen two people in love
before?" He slid his other hand under her sweater, chuckling as she
vainly tried to remove it.

Jean saw the smiles of the Lawsons before they quickly resumed their
game, and she had to laugh in spite of her vague embarrassment. Tom was
so like a little boy at times... so lighthearted and easy going. It was
hard to believe that he and her first husband, Dan, had been brothers.
Dan had always been kind and loving, a good husband, but the monotony of
their sex life had never dawned on Jean until she had married Tom. Dan
had been such a Puritan about it, doing it only in the dark, and then
only infrequently. But Tom made sex an adventure, a new thrill each
time, and a deep expression of his love. He was her perfect lover, and
he had brought new sexual life to her being. Now she enjoyed it, where
before it had been just a ritual--a duty.

Jean looked lovingly at her handsome, forty-year-old husband.

Tom had been widowed himself for ten years and Jean had been like a
mother to his daughter Linda since the child was five years old. In
fact, Linda and Jean's own thirteen-year-old son, Paul, had always been
more like brother and sister than cousins. It had been a painful
separation for everyone when Tom and Dan had started the copper import
business, but it was imperative that they be in South America in order
to establish a firm foundation of a business that would assure them
financial stability for the rest of their lives. Tom had agreed with Dan
and Jean that the children should be educated in the United States, and
both the children, Paul and Linda, had elected to stay with their
grandparents, rather than boarding at school.

Jean had always felt comfortable with Tom, and more important she
respected and cared for him deeply. Yet, during the years she spent with
him before Dan's death, she hadn't looked upon him as a romantic
interest. He was a good, strong, smart, reliable friend, and it had come
as a complete surprise when Tom had suddenly proposed marriage to her
only a few months following her husband's death. It was too soon, she
told herself. The children should know, be in on such an important
decision as this was. But... here she was, happier than she had ever
been in her life, married to her former brother-in-law.

Tom Stevenson had always been a little in love with Jean, ever since his
brother Dan had brought her home from college so many years ago. Tom
had, since that first meeting with Jean, an incurable desire to strip
that fine, ripe body of hers naked--to kiss her full, passionately
trembling mouth and breasts... and her sensuously curved hips and flat
stomach... and the warmly perfumed layers of her cunt up between those
long, lusciously tapered legs. He had never done anything about that
desire because of his brother--he wasn't that much of a bastard, he
always told himself; but after Dan's death he had been there when she
needed him and they fell in love.

Jean was still as strikingly beautiful at thirty-five as she was at
eighteen. The years had been more kind to her firm, full body and her
uptilted breasts and shapely legs were as exciting as ever.

Tom suddenly removed his hands from beneath his wife's sweater and got
up from the wide, comfortable lounge chair to move towards the center of
the small cabin. With a devilish grin he unlatched the sliding partition
that separated the cabin into two staterooms, and begging the Lawson's
pardon, closed off the front section.

"There!" he announced to his stunned bride, closing the latch on the
sliding door winking lewdly.

Before Jean fully realized what was happening, he had lowered the back
of the seat, converting the lounge chair into a narrow bed. "Tom! What
in the world are you doing?" she asked in wide- eyed surprise.

"I'm getting ready so you and I can fuck in the sky 37,000 feet over the
Atlantic ocean." He replied, lifting her gently from the seat to press
her voluptuous body next to his and kiss her passionately, his tongue
exploring the inner softness of her mouth. His rigid cock pressed into
the softness of her pubic mound as he kissed her while his hands
continued to caress and delight her heated youthful body. A few months
ago, Jean would have shrunk from such brazen sexuality, but now she
surrendered completely, inviting more. However, she was still not able
to experience all this without blushing. She had seemed almost virginal
to him on their wedding night, but the beautiful, mature woman who was
hungrily returning his kiss was now the full embodiment of a ripe, eager
and capable sex partner.

"Come on, honey. Let's get our clothes off and fuck while the mood is
hot inside us!" Tom suggested lewdly. In spite of herself, his crude
language aroused her mightily. The dark, handsome man was determined
that his new wife should get over her prim, puritanical way of thinking.
He'd made a good beginning, and was going to go all the way. He wanted
her to be proud of her beautiful body and of her ability to drive him
out of his mind when she forgot her inhibitions.

Jean quickly slipped out of her skirt and pulled her sweater over her
head while Tom took off his shirt and trousers. She hesitated then,
standing in the middle of the small jet as it shot through the sky, clad
only in white lace panties and bra. It was as if she had suddenly become
aware of her surroundings and had become disoriented and frightened.
Looking directly into her deep brown eyes, Tom reached his arms around
her to deftly unfasten her bra and slip it smoothly off her shoulders.
Then, his strong hands slid down over the lush swell of her hips to roll
the tiny panties to her slender ankles. "Nothing is dirty or wrong
between two people that are in love, Jean... never forget that." He
said, pulling her nakedness to him once again.

He began to massage her full, round breasts and as he tweaked her
sensitive nipples between his thumbs and fingers she began to squirm
with anticipation. Tom seemed to know every tiny area on her body that
caused her pussy to tingle and her whole body to attune to his. Her
breast tips began to tauten, and she moved closer to him without
realizing it. She wanted to feel the touch of his warm, exciting body
against her, and in a few moments she wanted to feel his long, hard cock
buried deep up inside her cunt, driving away all thoughts of anything
but the love she felt for him every moment, day and night!

Her whole body was tense as she waited his next move. The sable-haired
beauty wanted to reach out and caress her new husband's enormous cock,
but even though she knew he would love it, she simply couldn't bring
herself to be that bold.

Tom bent down to kiss one of her tingling nipples, licking and sucking
the flesh that surrounded it, while Jean trembled with the touch of his
hot mouth, moving even closer so that he could take more of her
throbbing flesh into his mouth. As he began to nibble gently on her
nipple, she moaned softly and held his face in her hands, wishing he
would never stop, wanting it to go on forever.

Tom moved his mouth to her other breast and gave it the same exciting
action, and Jean's hand went automatically to the deserted breast to
massage it gently. She felt her husband's other hand go down to her
thighs and begin to slide up and down the soft flesh, bringing chills to
her inner cunt walls and increasing her desire more than ever. He used
both hands to pull her close to him, spreading the cheeks of her
buttocks as he did so and she felt a surge of embarrassment as she felt
the cool air waft softly against her nakedly exposed rectal mouth.

Yet her whole body was quivering under Tom's touch and her eager pussy
was becoming moist and warm. It was wonderful, she felt weak with joy,
and she wanted more than anything to have his cock fucking deep up
inside her. Suddenly, she felt his fingertip brush her anus, and for an
instant, she wished he would slip it up inside! She was amazed at the
lascivious thoughts that were flashing through her mind. He had changed
her! She was a new woman!

Tom ran his hands over her buttocks, cupping their roundness, sliding
his hands down her firm white thighs, then back to the soft flesh of her
inner thighs. Finally, he cupped her hotly steaming pussy curls with one
hand, and she felt his extended middle finger sliding up through them,
searching for the small sensitive little tit of flesh that he could
excite so thoroughly with a mere touch.

Pushing first with one hand, then the other, he coaxed her to spread her
legs wider so his outstretched finger could tease up deeper. He put
another finger in and began to hotly massage at the soft, wet, flesh to
either side of her clitoris, and Jean began to moan, her body swaying to
his finger fucking of her openly spread cunt. He knew every bit of her
intimately, she thought, and he gave her new thrills each time he fucked
her.

"Oh Tom...!" she gasped as his fingers found her clitoris, and massaged
it eagerly. He continued to suck and nibble at one breast, and Jean
began to feel dizzy with desire. Her knees seemed to be buckling and her
husband sensed that she was ripe for the full treatment. As he eased her
down onto the lounge chair that he had converted into a bed, Tom gloated
over the incredibly lovely curves and hollows of her body and
congratulated himself for having made her his wife.

Jean was trembling with anticipation, in spite of her efforts to appear
relaxed, especially when she saw his rigidly throbbing cock so close to
her face. The thought crossed her mind that one day, she would take it
in her mouth and suck it... taste it... even feel its hot juices spewing
into her mouth. She flushed at the lewd thought, while Tom climbed onto
the narrow bed with her, his eyes bright with lust as he looked at her
naked loveliness. He moved close so she could feel his throbbing cock
pressing close into her flesh, and he felt his wife stiffen in desire.
He knew that she was excited by the sight of his naked cock, yet she had
not lost enough of her repression to admit it. Her body and her eyes
told the full story, and the lust-crazed man was eager for the day when
she would be completely free of her sexual repression.

This was only the second time she had seen his cock in the full light of
day and she felt her heart pounding with the masochistic desire to have
him fucking it up into her openly spread pussy so hard and deep that it
would hurt. Tom's cock was so much bigger and more exciting than his
brother, Dan's, was for her. She had only seen two penises before in her
life... Dan's and her son Paul's... when he was a baby. She felt
depraved, yet she couldn't resist the fascination of her new husband's
out-sized cock!

The slit at the end of the swollen head was dilated now, and as her eyes
stared intently, she saw the softly swaying twin sacs of his testicles.
She felt consumed with the insane desire to have him buried up so far
inside her that even his balls would be encased up inside her hungrily
devouring cunt! Someday... later, much later, she would ask her exciting
new husband to try it...

She had been so deep in her fantasy that she jumped when Tom knelt down
beside her.

"I thought you were all ready for me to fuck you!" Her husband said
harshly, staring hard into her eyes. He wanted her to get used to the
sound of the lewd words involved with the act of love because they
excited him. "Are you, Jean? Are you ready for me to fuck you?" he
persisted.

Jean nodded, not meeting his eyes.

"Then tell me!" Tom ordered.

"Yes," she faltered. "I am!"

"Then say it! Say you want me to fuck you!"

"I want... I want you to fuck me!" she blurted out, embarrassed by the
sound of her own voice, yet knowing that it was true... she did want him
to fuck so why not say it in the lewdest and most exciting way possible!
Tom was already moving over between her sensuously spread thighs before
she had even finished her sentence.

Then, he reached down and took her legs, sliding his hands down to her
ankles, moving them upward gently and placing them over his shoulders.
Jean gasped, feeling that her whole vagina must be gaping shamefully up
at his eyes. She felt obscenely wicked and for some strange reason she
wanted her husband to think of her as he was lewdly staring down at her
tight, hair covered cunt, deliciously spread for him in the bright
sunlight of the aircraft window.

Holding her legs in place, he bent and kissed the soft flesh of her
belly, running his tongue into the dent of her navel, bringing shivers
to every part of her body. He moved downward, releasing his hold on her
legs, and she could feel his hot breath on her trembling pussy lips as
he gasped in eagerness. He licked furiously at the soft inner flesh of
her thighs, then all around her openly spread loins, his tongue teasing
her coral-hued cunt- lips as they spread so invitingly before him.

Jean lay still, her mind a mass of conflicting sensations. She was
repulsed at her own lewdness, but her body thrilled at Tom's lovemaking.
She tried to think of what he had said about nothing being wrong between
two people in love, and God knew she loved him, but she could not help
feeling vile... and at the same time wonderful! At last the conflict was
pushed aside as she became totally overpowered by the hot, licking
pleasure her husband was giving her. As his darting tongue contacted her
convulsing clitoris, a jolt of electric pleasure danced wildly through
her body.

The lust-driven man moved his hands down under her nakedly curved
buttocks, bringing her groin ever closer to his face, then he drove his
tongue deep up into her cunt and licked hungrily along the steaming
furrow until he brushed her clitoris. Feeling the tiny bud moving
elusively about, he tried to trap it, nipping it over and over with his
teeth. At each nibble, Jean arched her body and gasped, feeling jolts of
passion streaking throughout her entire body. Tom let the hard little
nub of flesh slip out from between his teeth after he had drawn a huge
mouthful of the soft, wet cuntal flesh deep up into his sucking mouth.

The sable-haired wife moaned aloud with the ecstasy that was part pain.
She had never felt more intense pleasure before, and yet her mind was
battling her long held beliefs about the wrongness of this kind of sex.
A man's mouth on her cunt! His teeth nipping at her clitoris! It had to
be sinful!

She almost shouted the questions aloud as they hammered at her brain.
What's happening to me? How could I, almost a prude, have possibly
fallen in love with a man of such wickedly exciting inclinations?

She tried to remember some similar thrill from her first husband, but
she couldn't. Her only identification with Dan was through having borne
his son. This lusty man, Dan's own brother, was infinitely more sexually
exciting.

Tom could feel the pressure building in his loins, and although he
enjoyed thrilling her this way, he knew he had to fuck her soon. He'd
never had her in this helpless position before, and he wanted to fuck
her like she'd never been fucked before. He had his tongue over the
softly pulsing flesh of her pussy-lips, and passion swept over him in
waves. He tried desperately to shove his tongue to the very bottom of
her now hungrily clutching cunt, but he couldn't. Only his cock would go
in that far, and it had to be soon.

Jean had given up trying to fathom her feelings... it was too
overwhelming... too wonderful, what Tom was doing to her cunt! She
didn't even realize that she was trying to spread her legs wider to
allow more of his tongue inside her, and as her husband took advantage
of the opportunity, plunging the full length of its wetness deep inside
her vagina, Jean almost fainted with joy. Her head rolled from side to
side, as if she would shake out the last traces of guilt and
embarrassment, and her voice became a weak groan.

The handsome forty-year-old husband suddenly raised his head and looked
at the sensuously pulsating cunt he had been sucking and devouring, and
he moved so that his hard cock was only a few inches from her hotly
throbbing pussy lips. He could hardly resist the urge to ram it full
length up into her cunt, until it went all the way up into her quivering
belly, making sure that her warm, damp cunt flesh engulfed every last
inch of his turgid cock! He looked at Jean's face and saw sudden fear in
her brown eyes, and his love came flooding out, momentarily quelling his
animalistic desires. Later, with patience and time, he knew she would be
able to accommodate any sexual act he chose to perform on that
voluptuously formed body of hers.

"Take my cock and guide it up into your cunt, Jean," he said softly. The
passion-driven brunette heard her husband, but she froze with guilt. At
her age, she mentally scolded herself, but still she could not bring
herself to touch her husband's penis. Yet when Tom repeated his order,
her hand slipped down fearfully and she grasped the thick, hard shaft of
his cock and slowly guided the swollen head of it to the lips of her
welcoming cunt. She could feel the blood pulsing through the
lust-swollen shaft, and she flushed deeply.

"Put it in!" her husband commanded. Trembling with anticipation, she
spread the lips of her pussy with one hand and let the huge rod of flesh
slide in. She felt as if she were detached from herself, standing aside
and looking from a distance at this lewd scene, yet her pussy was
burning to engulf his wonderful cock. She thought she would scream with
agony if Tom didn't fuck her soon and put out the furious fires of
passion burning almost out of control in her belly now.

The dark-haired beauty sighed loudly as the first few inches of his
blood-engorged cock fucked into her, then Tom took over, pressing
forward with his hips, driving his rigid cock against the restraining
flesh of her inner cunt until it surrendered to his onslaught, and his
cock rammed inside her up to the hilt, lubricated by the hotly flowing
juices that were lining her cunt. He levered her legs upward again, so
that her ankles rested high up on his shoulders. He was partially on his
knees and he looked down at the erotically stimulating sight of his cock
buried inside his wife's cunt, his dark eyes shining with lust.

Jean removed her hands from between her legs, and Tom slid his knees
beneath her buttocks, arching his back mightily as he pulled her groin
close to his, allowing his monstrous cock to penetrate deep enough to
touch the very bottom of her belly up inside. He had never before
enjoyed fucking a woman's cunt as he was enjoying Jean's, and he knew
that with time it could only become better!

Jean craned her neck to see what was happening, almost as excited by
what she saw as what she felt. She lay back, moaning, "Oooohhh... Tom,
darling... you're so good!" She wanted to say more, to tell him to ram
his cock harder and harder into her hungrily yearning cunt, but she
couldn't. She was, still unable to rid herself of the sense of
detachment, as though this shameless wanton was someone else and the
real Jean Stevenson was standing off to the side, watching the whole
lurid scene!

Now Tom began to fuck his rock-hard cock into her with all his strength,
stretching her tight pussy walls unmercifully, savoring the pleasant
friction they provided for his cock. His thrust was so violent that
their pelvic areas crashed together, and she groaned in pain. But his
cock went deeper, slamming into the depths of her vagina, digging hard
up into her cervix.

Jean was almost delirious with pleasure and pain. She had never had a
cock fucking so deep up inside her before, and it was heaven, but so
different from the way his brother had fucked her! Her buttocks jerked
away slightly in an attempt to keep him from fucking her so deep, but
her husband's fingernails bit into her flesh, and he held her firm,
pistoning his cock into her rapidly now. Jean tried to tighten her cunt
muscles to slow him down slightly but it was futile. It felt too
delightful when he speared it into her, and the more she fought and
resisted, the harder her husband fucked it to her hotly burning cunt.
The spongy head of his cock seemed to slip all the way up into her belly
as Tom gasped with the effort of fucking his massive cock up into her
openly spread cuntal sheath, and he was mouthing obscene words that her
mind wanted to reject, but couldn't.

"Baby... you were made for fucking," he gasped. "You've got the sweetest
cunt in the world... just perfect for my nice big cock... there's never
been a better fuck... "

The pain had gone now, and only the electric shocks of pleasure swept
over the helplessly impaled woman's body. She closed her eyes and
concentrated her full attention to the marvelous thrills of his deeply
skewering cock. No longer did she feel dirty or sinful, no longer did
she feel the guilt or the pain. There was nothing but the wonderful
freedom and she felt gloriously happy as her husband's cock seemed to
fill her entire being with wild, wanton, sexual pleasure.

Tom gazed into her lovely face and saw a great change come over it. She
was the embodiment of pure sexual lust, as though she had been waiting a
lifetime for this one grand fuck. As his rampant cock plunged
rhythmically up into her cunt, his sperm- swollen balls slapped noisily
against her nakedly upturned ass- cheeks.

At last Jean had the satisfaction of having her cunt filled to
overflowing with a man's cock. She seemed to be completely controlled by
every movement of his heavily hammering hardness, and she was no longer
embarrassed or ashamed. Tom was right... such bliss between married
lovers couldn't be wrong! She was being fucked in broad daylight, on an
airplane, with everyone aboard aware of what she was doing... and she
loved it! It was the most exciting experience of her life! Her body was
hungry for this kind of sex, had always been hungry for it, and she
could admit it calmly to herself. As though her thoughts had transmitted
an order, her legs spread even further apart, widening further the thin,
narrow slit of her cunt. She arched her voluptuously curved hips and
automatically stayed in constant rhythm with her husband's wildly
jerking penis and moans were coming from deep in her throat, sounding
like animal noises.

The lust-crazed man knew that he couldn't control his cum much longer as
he fucked his excitedly throbbing cock in and out of her wet pussy. His
eyes were riveted on her hungrily clasping cunt, and he was elated to
see that she was arching up, driving her hips upward to meet the
punishing strokes of his long, hard cock. She was coming around, as he
always knew she would, and fast becoming the most beautiful fuck he'd
ever had.

She was totally caught up in the abandoned pounding of his throbbing
cock, and she released her muscles to follow whatever course he chose.

Jean's head rolled from side to side, and she groaned in pleasure as she
felt her own orgasm building to the eruption point. Her full breasts
bobbed and heaved with her efforts, and she ran her pink tongue over her
soft dry lips, desperately trying to put herself over the rim of the
torment that wracked her body. She wanted to cum more than she'd ever
wanted anything in the world.

Without realizing that she was uttering the words, she began to chant in
a hoarse voice, "Fuck it... fuck my cunt! Oh, fuck it good, Tom
darling... fuck it... fuck it... fuck it!"

Her mind was blank. She was aware of nothing but her frantic need for
release... to feel her husband's turgid cock ravaging her cunt until she
received that blessed, tingling relief! She could envision the way she
must look, with her naked buttocks exposed so boldly, her pussy spread
wide to take all of her husband's rock hard cock, and the mental image
excited her even more. She pictured the lewdness of the scene, and
suddenly, she didn't care. She wanted to be fucked this way always!
Nothing mattered in the world but the cunt-splitting fucking she was
receiving with everyone on board knowing, full well, she was getting it!

Her body seemed to be on fire, and all her self-control was gone. The
tempo of her body movements was automatic, guided by the thrusts of her
husband's pile driving cock. She was his to do with as he wanted to...
now and for the rest of her life!

The desire inflamed newly-wed could feel her belly trembling as the need
to cum rose rapidly, and she began to claw at his back with her
fingernails, as if she would stuff his whole body far up inside her cunt
and keep him there forever. She began to moan loudly, begging him to
fuck her... to make her cum... and Tom's face was a vision of sheer
delight. She was going to cum... the right way... fully and without
holding back. He felt a surge of masculine pride at the thought of how
quickly he had managed to bring her around to his ways of sex.

He felt his juices boiling over, and he quickened his thrusts, feeling
the hot cum spilling from his balls and flowing steadily up the
throbbing shaft of his cock. He knew by the way she moved her hips up
and down, in machine gun rapidity, rubbing her dancing clitoris against
his hotly throbbing cock that she was only a second behind him. At last
his cum shot like a shotgun blast into her hotly steaming pussy, filling
it to overflowing, and then backfiring back out again, dripping down
over her nakedly flexing anus, and as she felt it Jean began to cry out
with the excruciating delight of sexual fulfillment!

"Ooohh, lover... " she moaned, "Fuck me forever... don't stop! Don't
ever stop... more, more, more... give it to me, fuck me, fuck me...
please... " Jean's love cries mingled with her husband's over the roar
of the jet engines as she kicked her legs out, waving them wildly in the
air like a madwoman.

Tom could hardly believe his eyes! Could this be the woman his brother
had courted and married? Was this the reticent, sexually hung up woman
he had taken for his own wife? He had fucked her the night before, but
this was an entirely different woman. He rammed his now softening cock
deeper up into her still wildly cumming cunt, trying to give her the
very last drop of pleasure. His own semen was covering his testicles as
he emptied his cum into her insatiably devouring cunt walls, yet he
couldn't stop her wild movements of naked abandonment beneath him.

Finally, their emotions drained, Tom lay atop her heavily for a moment,
gasping, filled with awe. Jean's body was numb with excitement and
gratification. She hadn't dreamed that sex could do this... could fill
her very soul with pleasure and love for the man who had made it happen
to her.

As the sable-haired wife breathed heavily, her eyes closed, Tom rolled
off her, lying on his back, his cum-covered cock now limp. It had been
far more wonderful than he had expected, and his thoughts were now on
the future, when they learn more of one another's desires and needs, and
the different, erotic ways of sex. It was going to be the most rewarding
experience of his life to be the man to unleash this woman he loved from
her sexual chains.

Tom was almost startled by the sound of his wife's voice. "Would you
pour us some champagne, darling?" she calmly requested. Her voice
sounded controlled, but Tom detected a slight tremor. He appreciated her
effort, and he laid one hand on her cum-flooded pussy, squeezing it
gently. She had astonished him with her coolness, and Tom almost jumped
for the bottle on the table beside the narrow bed. He quickly poured two
glasses and handed one to his beautiful wife.

"To us darling," he toasted.

"And to our children." Jean added, sipping heavily at the bubbly wine. A
gentle smile sweetened her lips and she sighed in contentment. A wave of
love swept over her new husband as he looked at her.

Jean's mind was on the children, after three years away from her son, it
was now only a matter of days before they were reunited! "Oh Tom, you do
think Paul and Linda will be pleased... about us, I mean, don't you?"
she asked hopefully. "You don't suppose that they'll be hurt by our not
waiting... "

"I'm sure they'll both be thrilled, Jean." he assured her. "They're both
in their teens now and understand about waiting, and besides my Linda
has always considered you more a mother to her than an aunt. We've just
made it official!" The darkly handsome man's face clouded for an
instant. "My only concern is Paul. I hope he doesn't resent my trying to
take Dan's place... " he said somberly.

"He was never actually that close to his father," Jean said with a far
away look in her eyes. Suddenly, her face brightened. "Oh, I just know
they'll both be thrilled... as thrilled and happy as we are. Especially
when they hear the news about the ranch!"

"Well, Paul might like the idea, but I have my doubts about Linda. From
what I gather through her letters she's at that stage where she requires
a lot of action, if you know what I mean, and I'm not quite sure a ranch
in Colorado is quite her style."

Tom laughed, but both parents were beginning to feel strangely subdued
at the realization of what relative strangers their children would be
after three years separation.

"You know darling," Tom mused, "the kids are probably as close to each
other as we are. We have the perfect ready-made family and it's well
past time for us to start living... making up for the lost years." "We
will, Tom," the beautiful young mother said with sincere confidence. "We
still have a few years left with our kids before they fly the nest, and
I know they're going to be the fullest, happiest years of our lives."


Chapter 2

Linda giggled as she heard the masculine footsteps resounding on the
hardwood floor in the hall outside her room. She knew it was her younger
cousin Paul and at any moment he would burst into her room without
knocking to try to con her out of a few dollars to tide him over until
they received their next month's allowance.

There was plenty of time for the pretty fifteen year old blonde to have
slipped on a robe when she heard Paul's footsteps, but she mischievously
elected to remain as she was, propped on her bed wearing nothing more
than tiny bikini panties. She would enjoy watching his embarrassed
expression when he realized she was undressed.

To Linda's surprise and amazement, he knocked.

"Who is it?" she purred coyly. Blossoming into womanhood, Linda was
aware of her young cousin's furtive stares at her upthrust cleavage and
other intimate parts of her body. She unashamedly used her ample sex
appeal on her cousin, prancing her charms on him while at the same time
fascinated by his good looks and lithe physique. It was good practice
for enticing other young men, she thought.

"Well who the hell do you think it is, dummy!" came Paul's impatient
reply from the other side of the door. "It's me!" "Who's 'me'?" the
blonde teased. She could picture him squirming outside the door and
could not suppress the temptation to extend her little game with him as
long as possible.

"Oh, come on, Linda!" the handsome thirteen year old boy replied. "I'm
in a hurry."

"Well then why are you standing outside the door?" she said. "It's not
locked."

Paul caught himself just as his hand reached for the doorknob; he was on
to his irrepressible cousin's tricks by now after living with her for
the past three years. "Are you dressed, Lind'?" he asked with a long
suffering sigh.

"Why don't you open the door and see for yourself?" she teased,
delighted with his obvious irritation.

"Get your clothes on, goddamnit! I have to talk to you." Linda could
tell by the sound of his voice that she had carried on long enough. He
actually sounded upset, which wasn't at all like the usually
good-natured boy. "Oh, all right," she said, reaching for the filmy robe
and hastily covering her nakedness. "Come on in."

"Very funny," he said, opening the door hesitantly at first, and then
seeing that she was at least partly covered, entered the room to throw
himself down on a chair. Paul looked older than his thirteen years. He
had inherited his mother's coloring and his father's tall build; even at
thirteen, the tall, dark lad was classically handsome. He was
athletically inclined and moved with cat-like grace, yet the greatest
part of his charm was the fact that he was totally unaware of his sexual
appeal, and Linda knew that beneath his dashing good looks, Paul was
actually very shy. She wondered idly if he'd ever had a date or kissed a
girl. In truth, Linda loved her cousin very deeply. They had grown very
close while their parents were in South America and they'd been living
almost as brother and sister with their grandparents.

"All right, I'm sorry." she apologized. "I was just kidding. What's so
important?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you before Grandma gets back. She'll probably
make the big announcement at dinner tonight so... "

"I won't be here for dinner," his cousin interrupted. "Have a date with
Kenny Meyer, but, go ahead... what is it?"

"Well, you know your dad and my mom will be coming back to the States in
a few days and we're going to move."

"In the first place, Paul," Linda said calmly, "it's no longer my dad
and your mom... they're both our parents... you should start getting
used to that. And in the second place, of course we'll be moving. You
didn't expect us to stay here with Grandma, did you?"

"No," the tall youth replied, "but I sort of figured we would be staying
here in Texas. Your dad... uh... I mean our dad... bought a ranch in
Colorado!" "What!" Linda's blue eyes widened in surprise. "How do you
know? Dad never said anything to me about it!"

"I heard Grandma talking; it's supposed to be a surprise. It really
sounds pretty good, once you get used to it, Linda. Up in the
mountains... horses... lakes... " Paul looked hopefully at his new
sister. He knew she wouldn't like the idea of moving and wanted to give
her plenty of time to adjust to the new turn of events before their
parents arrived. Although Paul loved his cousin and considered her his
best friend in the world, he thought she could be sort of a bitch at
times, and the last thing he wanted was for his mother's homecoming to
be marred by Linda's resentment.

"Well," she said angrily, "they're just full of surprises, aren't they?"
Surprisingly, Paul had taken the news about his father's death and his
mother's marriage to his uncle much better than his older cousin.
Although Linda was very close to her Aunt Jean, now her new mother, she
couldn't help but feel a little resentment at her father's decision to
marry her without even consulting his own daughter. Fortunately, Linda
was mature enough to realize that her confused emotions over the
situation were the result of normal feminine possessiveness and the fact
that she and Paul would be brother and sister instead of cousins was
more than adequate compensation for her mild jealousy. But moving to
Colorado! That was something else!

"That's not fair!" she complained bitterly. "It sounds so isolated, so
far away. There probably won't be any other kids around. I don't want to
be cut off from all my fun just when I'm getting rolling!"

"You don't have to worry, Linda," Paul said with sincere admiration.
"With the kind of body you have, you won't be lonesome!"

His cousin gave him an appreciative smile as she bounded from the bed to
rummage through the chaos of her room to dress for her date. She
certainly was a delicious piece of girl-flesh, Paul thought with some
pride as he watched her full breasts jiggling beneath the flimsy robe
she wore. Her long blonde hair hung down straight and sleek all the way
to her tapered waist and Paul could see the twin mounds of her rounded
buttocks move enticingly with every step she took. The young boy
couldn't help feeling a pang of envy for the boy she was dating. Her
long graceful legs tapered beautifully toward her crotch, visible
between the open robe and her sheer panties showed the sparse blonde
fuzz surrounding the opening of her vagina. The thirteen-year-old boy
sucked in his breath at her girlish beauty and wondered if he was
thinking dirty about his cousin. He couldn't help it... she was
beautiful... and sexy. The thought flashed across his mind whether or
not her body was like his mother's. He remembered her well enough, but
he'd never paid any attention to her body.

He smiled wickedly from his point of observation. "What are you and
Kenny going to do tonight?" he asked. "I mean, before you go to the old
highway to park... "

"Dinner, I guess," Linda answered, turning her back to her cousin to
slip on her bra.

Paul couldn't help laughing as he watched Linda struggling to fit her
full young breasts into the lacy bra. "I don't know why you bother with
those things, Linda, you don't need them."

"Oh how do you know!" the pert blonde teenager retorted, grinning back
at her cousin. She went to her closet and pawed through the clothes
hanging inside. Then turning to face him, she said more seriously, "I
mean it, Paul... I really can't think of a more horrid place to live
than a crummy old ranch! You love all that stuff, but I need more...
activities." Paul eyed the fifteen-year-old girl. He knew what she was
referring to by "activities". Linda discussed sex openly with him and he
felt happy that she trusted him, but he was a little jealous of her
obviously superior knowledge about sex. "There's got to be a town or
something nearby," he offered. He knew that her chances for sex were
much better than his. She always dated older guys, and although Paul
didn't like most of the boys she went out with, he tried to keep it to
himself. Linda was physically mature, but had a girlish sense of humor
that appealed to most guys. His only chance, he felt, was to score with
some of the younger girls in school, but compared with his beautiful
cousin, nobody else could even come close. Besides, he reasoned, around
here a guy too young to drive just didn't stand a chance. Maybe up in
Colorado things would be different... !

"Well, you're just going to have to get used to the idea because that's
where we're going to live," he said, getting up to leave her alone to
finish dressing.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I might as well give it a chance," she
agreed. She slid her dress over her shoulders and patted it down. "Wait.
Zip me up, then tell me how I look," she ordered. He obeyed, impressed
at her beauty. Then he sat back down to stare at her. "You're really
beautiful," he said in an awed tone. He meant it. The dress fit her like
skin, revealing her trim hips and tiny waist, while the low cut bodice
barely contained her lush rounded breasts. "You're sweet," Linda cooed,
"but will Kenny like it?" Paul felt a stirring in his cock and a slight
twinge of jealousy as she bent over to reveal the deep cleavage between
her melon-like breasts. He brushed aside the pang of guilt he felt and
said gruffly, "Any guy in his right mind would." Then, remembering his
own evening activities, he added somewhat sheepishly, "Say, Linda,
another thing I wanted to talk to you about... " "Sure, Paul," she said
smiling, "I'm loaded." Linda fumbled in her purse on the dresser and
commented, "Consider it payment for all your flattery." she said,
tossing him a five dollar bill.

"How did you know that's what I wanted to talk to you about?" Paul
asked, pocketing the money.

"It's your usual Friday night topic of conversation... " she laughed,
brushing her long blonde hair and tying it neatly at her neck.

"Well, thanks Linda. I can pay you back Monday."

"Right, then hit me up again on Friday. Forget it; it's a gift." she
said gaily, her previous ill humor forgotten for the moment.

"Gee, that's really nice of you Linda. And you really do look super," he
complimented her. "I'm not just saying that because you gave me money
either!"

Linda kissed him impulsively on the mouth and patted his cheek.

"Enjoy yourself... and behave!"

"Me?" the thirteen-year-old said in mock surprise. "You know what a
goody-goody I am. It's you that better watch your step." "Don't you
worry... I can handle Kenny Meyer," she said grinning lewdly. Mike
ignored the implication of her words and moved towards the door. He was
a bit troubled, but looking at her, he knew Linda was able to take care
of herself. She was quite a girl!

"Okay, see you later!" he said as he left her room, striding down the
hall. He looked the perfect athlete, and at times, Linda wished she
could meet someone as handsome and virile as her cousin. Well, she
thought to herself, Kenny Meyer will just have to do for now.

Linda wasn't especially looking forward to her date with Kenny Meyer,
although he was considered a big wheel at school. He was a handsome
devil, she had to admit, and he knew it. They had a lovely dinner at a
nice restaurant, and in spite of the fact that Kenny didn't seem able to
talk about anything other than himself and his car, Linda had enjoyed
the first part of the evening. In a way, she didn't blame him for being
excited about his flashy sports car, but then she'd been out with a lot
of guys with great cars, none of which seemed to worship their
automobiles the way Kenny did. What's more, she thought sourly, a girl
could expect a guy to give her a little more attention on a date. After
all... she was hardly the wallflower type. Nor was she the kind of girl
who fell all over a guy. It was up to him to come to her.

As he walked her out of the restaurant and to his car, she wondered what
he had in mind for the rest of the evening. As if reading her thoughts,
he said, "How about a drive? It's a nice night... "

"Sounds great," she conceded. "Maybe we could go out to the old
highway... " She glanced at him to see if he caught her hint. The place
was a notorious rendezvous for lovers.

Kenny shot her a sharp look, a new gleam in his eyes. "Fantastic idea,
sweetheart! Sort of had it in mind myself."

As they drove through the town, Linda thought he shifted gears
unnecessarily so he could rub her thigh and knee, and she wondered if he
had the idea that she was an easy lay. I guess I am, she-thought to
herself, barely able to suppress a giggle, but still, she refused to be
taken for granted. He had already admitted that his intentions were to
drive out to the old highway, and that told her a lot. He acted like he
expected her, or any girl for that matter, to open her legs for him,
just because he was a big football wheel and owned an expensive car.
Linda resolved quietly that he had a surprise coming. He wasn't going to
get into her pussy just by snapping his fingers and batting his
eyelashes at her.

She had been to the old highway too many times, with too many guys like
Kenny to get all carried away. This was going to be her night. They
would play the game her way or not at all... if he wanted to play by her
rules, she just might let him fuck her, but if he got too smart, he
would lose out on the best lay he'd ever had.

The beautiful blonde teenager was getting bored with her date's constant
chatter about cars, and she wasn't favorably impressed by his inept
efforts to rub her thigh. He was a phony, she decided. He hadn't been
out with half the girls he'd like everyone to think he has. She wouldn't
be surprised if the creep were a virgin!

Shifting about in her cramped quarters, Linda wondered why guys bought
these kinds of cars. They were too small to do anything but sit and
drive!

Kenny turned the car into a narrow lane overhung with trees and drove a
short distance into the woods. They pulled up in a moonlit glade beside
the river, and the moss-laden trees gave the spot an ominous feel at
night. Linda listened to the sound of the water and the night birds, and
suddenly, her thoughts were far from Kenny Meyer. She began to think
about her father... her wonderful father who she hadn't seen for so
long. He would be returning very soon now, and Linda wondered if he
would still love her as much as before. She had never had to share her
father's love with another woman, not since her mother, who she hardly
remembered died. She knew she would have been much more resentful of his
marriage if it had been to anyone other than her Aunt Jean; she was
okay, really okay... and besides, she was Paul's mother!

"It's really beautiful here," Linda said dreamily. It was truly a
romantic spot, a remnant of long ago when the world was a less
complicated, easier place to live.

"Speaking of beautiful, baby, you're up with the best," Kenny smirked.
It was the first word he had spoken all evening that directly concerned
her, and she had been miffed, earlier that he hadn't commented about her
dress.

Linda smiled and Kenny reached over to kiss her. He was surprised by
Linda's instant response, shoving her tongue into his mouth and making
him jump. As his hand slid down over her breast, she flicked her tongue
in and out of his gasping mouth. She thought he would reach for her
thigh or crotch, but he just rubbed her breast, as if to see if it were
real.

She moved her hand down to his waist and expertly unzipped his pants.
Then she put her hand inside and grasped his thickening cock,
maneuvering it so that it came out of his pants. She moved the loose
skin up and down and almost giggled as he began to moan deep in his
throat as if he were in pain. Linda wondered if he would ever get around
to grabbing at her pussy, but he seemed hung up on her firm breast. He
had slid his hand down inside her brassiere and was playing with the
taut nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. She liked the
feeling, but it didn't compare with having her cunt played with.

She began to move her hand up and down on his cock, squeezing it hard
and bringing the thick shaft to full, stiff erection. Then she made a
tight ring with her thumb and fingers and encircled the swollen head,
working her hand firmly over the cock- head. She was beginning to warm
up to the young man, but was becoming a little irritated that it took
him so long to get with it.

The blonde teenager worked harder on his turgid cock, liking the feel of
it as it jerked convulsively. She found herself wondering vaguely if any
girl had ever done this to her cousin, Paul, and how he would react.

Kenny suddenly pulled his mouth away from hers, and gasped, "I have a
blanket in the back. Let's get out of here and lie on the ground."

Linda felt a pang of disappointment. Damn! She thought, he isn't even
able to get me warmed up and he's ready to jump right in and fuck me!
But she released his stiff cock and climbed out of the car, showing him
as much of her well-rounded buttocks as she could, hoping it might give
him some ideas about kissing her pussy and getting her really turned on
before he got down to fucking her.

He had grabbed the blanket and was spreading it on the grass, his
cock--sticking out from his fly--was bobbing wildly up and down, and
Linda could see that it really was a nice one... long and round and
capable looking. She turned and headed deeper into the trees, following
the dirt road. "Come on, let's get closer to the water... less likely
for the cops to find us." she said, turning her head to be sure he would
follow. Kenny gathered the blanket and headed down the road behind her
sighing in exasperation. He wanted to fuck this hot little bitch right
now! Suddenly, the scene was lit up by the glaring headlights of the
patrol car that cruised the area. Kenny tried to hide his bulging cock
behind the blanket while Linda only stared angrily at the rapidly
approaching headlights. Didn't the goddamn cops have anything better to
do than go around busting up lovers, she seethed. It was none of their
business, anyhow... if people wanted to fuck; it was up to them she
reasoned.

"All right you kids!" a voice bellowed. "You know this area is
patrolled. No messing around up here. Now get back in the car and move
it!" The policeman sounded more bored than angry. He saw the frozen
Kenny and yelled again, "Come on, Mac, put that thing back in your pants
and get this girl out of here. She looks pretty young to be up here
anyway!"

Kenny suddenly snapped out of his frozen pose. He mumbled, "Sure... I
mean, yes sir!" His mind had been stalled at the vision of being taken
down to the police station and his parents called. Most horrible of all
was the possibility of his father taking his car away from him as
punishment... it was just too dreadful a fate to imagine. He walked
quickly back to the car and Linda followed reluctantly behind. She
couldn't resist the temptation to mutter under her breath, "Why don't
you go fight murderers and rapists!" to the policeman.

"What was that you said, young lady?" the officer replied with a warning
tone to his voice.

"I said good night, sir... " Linda said in mock respect, climbing
sullenly back into the car.

The patrol car remained where it was as they drove away, and Linda
sneered when she saw the lights turned off. "He's probably sitting there
watching and playing with himself!" she said sarcastically.

She looked over at Kenny, realizing that he was embarrassed and
chagrined. Linda was frustrated. She had just begun to warm up and was
looking forward to a good, if amateurish, fuck. Now, he had put his cock
back in his pants, but she saw that there was still a big bulge in the
crotch of his pants. Maybe it can still work out, she thought, if we can
find another place.

"What a lousy break!" she volunteered.

"We couldn't help it," the young man commiserated. "You can never tell
when those guys are going to show up and spoil the fun."

Kenny felt as though he had let her down and was embarrassed. He was
also angry. He thought that she was probably the hottest little number
he'd ever been out with. Suddenly, he heard her giggling loudly.

"You looked so funny, standing there trying to cover your cock with that
blanket!" she laughed, fighting her own disappointment now. Kenny
chuckled nervously and tried to concentrate on the narrow road ahead. He
was distracted momentarily as he felt her hand again fumbling with his
zipper. He startled, but she said, "Drive, Kenny. Find another place."
Her cool fingers found his cock, and she pulled it from his pants. It
was particularly hard, and the burgeoning shaft grew rapidly harder as
she began to stroke it again. Linda was getting hot again, and she
couldn't wait to feel that nice looking cock up deep in her pussy.

The young man glanced over at her as her nostrils flared, and she grew
hazy-eyed with passion.

"Man!" he breathed in awe, "You really do want it, don't you?"

"You bet baby," Linda gasped. "Find a place and pull over!" She felt her
pussy growing damp and warm, and she moved her hand up and down on the
teenager's elongated shaft with faster strokes. He started to breathe
heavily and he pushed his hips upward to meet her forceful stroking. She
held his throbbing cock firmly, peeling back the foreskin and revealing
the heart-shaped, blood- filled cockhead.

Kenny felt as if he were going to pop his load of cum into her hand if
she didn't stop, and he began to search frantically for a place to pull
over. He wasn't thinking straight. He was remembering the feel of her
naked breast, and the arousing sight of her firm, rounded buttocks. He
had to get into this little sexpot, he had to!

Her hand was driving him wild, and for an instant he thought of letting
go and spilling his boiling juice into her hand! Her dress was pulled up
now, and he thought he could dimly see the vee of her soft blonde pubic
hair through her sheer panties. He wanted to reach out and grab her
pussy, running his fingers up into it until she squealed with pleasure!
Better yet, he wished he could ram his aching cock up into her cunt to
the hilt and fill it! He was moving jerkily, trying to keep up with her
fast-moving hand and still drive the car. The beautiful blonde teenager
squirmed as she played with his cock, moving her thighs against one
another to create friction in her pussy-lips. Her cunt was flowing wet
with her own juices now, and she knew that if he didn't do something
soon, she would have to shove her own fingers up into her pussy and
quench the fire smoldering there.

She peered down at his hard cock, moving up and down through her
fingers, and wished it were driving deep into her cunt instead. Suddenly
she leaned over and began to kiss his neck and ears, nibbling at the
lobes and sticking her tongue into his ear. The young football player
groaned with desire, and he was driving erratically. His hips rolled in
counter motion to her stroking, and he could feel his cum boiling up
inside his loins.

"Stop! Anywhere!" Linda cried.

He moaned as he jammed the breaks and slid to the side, halting under a
tree among some tall brush. He was moaning with the pain of denied
fulfillment, and sharp fires of lust were shooting through his groin. He
couldn't wait another second. He could feel the sperm beginning to shoot
upward through his cock- shaft, and it began to spurt out from the slit
in the end of his cock.

"No!" Linda cried. The idiot couldn't even wait another minute so she
could enjoy his cum too. She looked with anger at the wet liquid that
was spewing from his cock, feeling the frustration flood her body.

The young girl had never before seen semen shooting wildly into the air,
and it excited her, even as she moaned with frustration. She continued
to pump away at his exploding cock while Kenny groaned and thrust his
hips upward. His fists gripped at the steering wheel tightly and he
fucked his cock rapidly into her tightly clenched fist.

The sight of his cum flowing whitely over her fingers frantically
aroused her, and her belly jerked as her cunt twitched madly. She
reached down and massaged her pussy lips hungrily, shoving aside her
panties and inserting her extended middle finger up inside her pussy to
massage her clitoris.

"Cum, you bastard... cum!" she exploded, fascinated at the amount of cum
he was spewing all over his pants and her hand.

Kenny grated, "Oh God, baby... what a sweet fuck you are!" Linda
wondered derisively how the hell he could know, but she kept on draining
his cock of its cum with diminishing strokes, fervidly wondering if he
could get it up again so he could fuck her.

The young blonde felt cheated. She continued to play with her clitoris,
but she knew it would be a poor cum, even if she managed it, and she was
livid with anger at her date.

Kenny Meyer was shaking from the tremendous effects of his explosive
orgasm. He had never had a girl pump his cock to orgasm before and it
was sensational. The selfish boy continued to moan with joy, oblivious
to Linda's needs.

She had become so aroused by now that she actually considered climbing
on top of him and stuffing his now deflated cock up into her cunt in an
effort to satisfy her burning lust.

The frustrated girl sighed with unsatisfied desire as she realized the
car was just too damned small to do anything. And besides, his cock was
soft now as the last few dribbles of his cum ran down the shaft and
trickled onto her hand. Kenny collapsed in a limp heap, breathing
heavily, wallowing in the slowly ebbing sensations of gratification.

Linda finally released the limp cock and slouched back into her seat,
her hand still caressing her pussy. She closed her eyes to fantasize,
but it wasn't any good. She lay there in utter frustration. She heard
Kenny stir and looked over to see him trying to wipe off the spots of
cum with his handkerchief. He carefully removed the spot from the dash
and the seat, caring little about what had spilled on his own pants.
Linda would have laughed aloud at the absurdity of his priorities, but
she didn't want to insult him... she still needed to be fucked, or at
least, tongued!

"I guess I got carried away... " the young girl ventured hesitantly.
"But I did sort of enjoy it... and I know it must have been good for
you."

Kenny stared straight ahead in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.
It had been good, but it wasn't what he'd brought her out here for and
he felt inept and, in a way, cheated.

"Well... " Linda said lamely, hoping he would grab the hint.

"Yeah," he mumbled hoarsely. "It was good for me." He didn't say any
more, but started the car and drove back onto the road. He knew that she
expected more, but he wasn't capable now. He suddenly felt like she was
really angry at him and would blab it all over school if he didn't fuck
her right... she would probably tell everyone about what happened
tonight for that matter. She was a bold one... not at all like most of
the shy girls he'd known. He drove silently until they arrived at her
grandmother's house. He really didn't want to walk her to the door with
his pants all stained with cum, her grandmother could be waiting in the
livingroom or something and see him. Linda was angry and unfulfilled.
"Thanks for dinner," she said coldly, jerking away from him as he leaned
over to kiss her.

"Right," he retorted, equally as strained.

Linda slammed the door as she got out to walk by herself up to the
house. That dumb bastard had treated her like a whore, the
son-of-a-bitch! She didn't consider the fact that she may have done
something to give him that impression. To hell with him, she thought. He
blew his chance to fuck a real hot pussy tonight!

"Wait, Linda... " Kenny called after her, but the angry young blonde
kept walking. She stopped halfway up the path leading to the old two
story house and turned around to call out softly, "You lose, baby... "
Swinging her hips she walked up the steps to the door, anxious to get to
the privacy of her room where she could still the roaring fire inside
her loins.


Chapter 3

Tom and Jean Stevenson called their children in Texas the moment the
plane landed in Miami. To save time and speed the reunion, it was
decided that the children would fly to Colorado as soon as Tom and Jean
had settled in at the ranch and taken care of all the numerous last
minute details. The couple hardly stopped to take a breath for the three
days it took to get moved in and at last the long-awaited day arrived.

Jean awoke feeling relaxed and happy after the frantic week of travel
and preparation. It was a beautiful morning! She already loved the
peaceful serenity of their mountain home and the thought of her son and
new daughter being here to share it with her and Tom seemed too
wonderful to be true. It was like a wonderful dream, and this was the
day it would all happen! This was the day Paul and Linda would arrive!
She turned over to glance at her husband who was still sleeping beside
her. Jean couldn't resist the urge to lean over and kiss him softly on
the cheeks. Tom stirred and then his eyes opened and he smiled at his
beautiful wife. "Hi," he said tenderly, pulling her to him to kiss her
good morning.

"It's the big day, darling," she reminded her husband. "Are you as
excited as I am?"

He began to stroke her long dark hair, still incredulous of her striking
beauty and the fact that she was his wife. "Probably more excited," he
replied, grinning at his reference to his enormous erection.

Jean smiled tenderly at him. "You're so marvelous, darling. This is all
I've ever wanted from life... everything!" She glanced out the window
and commented happily, "even the weather is perfect. What a beautiful
day to welcome out children to their new home!" "It really is," he
agreed. "I hope the kids like it here as much as we do... "

"Oh darling, I know they will! How could they help it?" She kissed the
palm of his hand as he idly stroked her hair. "Tom, how can I ever let
you know how much I love you? How much your love means to me?"

"We have the rest of our lives, baby... " he said, smiling gently. "Now,
we'd better get ourselves in gear to be ready to meet the kids!"

Jean's face clouded for an instant. "You know, honey," she said in a
subdued tone, "they really aren't kids any more." Jean was thinking of
Tom's daughter, Linda. The dark-haired mother felt certain her son would
love it here, but although she had always loved Linda like a daughter,
she had her doubts about the girl. Linda had always been a bit wild,
even as a small child. She was always more difficult to control than
Paul. Jean was sure that by now, Linda would be interested in boys, and
from the looks of the small town a few miles away the chances looked
slim for Linda to find a place to meet the young people around their new
home. Once school started, there would be no problem, but Jean did want
Linda to enjoy the summer as much as she knew the rest of the family
would.

"They'll always be kids, honey," Tom said confidently, "just like us...
There's so much for them to do around here, sailing on the lake,
hiking... camping. But I do have to admit, from the sound of Linda's
letters she's a lot more interested in people than things... especially
young male people!"

Jean laughed. "Well, I'm sure if there are any of those in the area,
they'll find our Linda! I did see a few young boys when we were in the
town yesterday... hopefully some of them are nice!"

Jean felt secure for the first time in her life. Everything was
perfect... she had the finest man in the world who loved her dearly, and
now, two wonderful children. She had to learn sex her husband's way, she
vowed, to show in a small way how much she loved him. He had been so
patient and understanding with her since their marriage, and she had
come to accept the fullness of his sexual love. She was even looking
forward to new pleasures, for he had awakened something inside her she
had never known existed. He adored her naked body, so obviously that she
had almost ceased to be ashamed or embarrassed with him. She had come to
love the feel of her nakedness next to his and neither wore anything to
bed.

She was still repressed in some ways, she realized, for it had been
difficult for her to suck Tom's cock. But, like always, he had been
right, and she had come to enjoy it because of the delight it gave him
and the arousal it stirred within her. Tom had stopped stroking her hair
and was caressing the curves and hollows of her body, bringing her to
quick arousal. His hand moved to her soft inner thighs, and she shivered
with pleasure. His middle finger moved farther, entering her pussy lips
where it found her clitoris, and she moaned softly with desire. The
hairs on her husband's chest tickled her hardening nipples as he bent to
kiss her again, and she spread her legs wide to allow his fingers to
play delightful games with her clitoris. Now, she ran her fingernails
along his muscular back and shoved her tongue deep into his mouth,
feeling wanton and wild and, at the same time, loved and desired.

Tom deftly manipulated the tiny bud of her clitoris until he brought
moans of pleasure from her lips. He was pleased at the way her attitudes
towards sex were changing, and he looked forward with eagerness to the
day when she would shed her last inhibition. She was fast becoming the
most perfect wife in the world! Tom's rigid cock was demanding
attention, but he wanted to try something new with her and felt he
should work up to it gradually. He let his finger brush up against her
puckered, sensitive anus, and she shuddered, wondering how it would feel
if Tom suddenly shoved his finger up her anus, or even his cock! The
thought stunned her, yet she was fascinated by the idea.

She groaned with delight as his fingers probed deep into her pussy,
going deeper into the moist, hot flesh of her inner cunt. She had come
to accept the hunger to have her cuntal passage filled with his hard
cock, and as she spread her legs out wide, almost begging him to put his
throbbing penis into her and ram it inside over and over until she could
cum. But Tom took his time, seeming to enjoy making her squirm with
passion, knowing that it would be that much better when he finally
fucked her later on. Now, he moistened his middle finger with her cunt
fluid, then ran it slowly down into the crevice between her buttocks.
Finding her tight anus, he ran his extended finger over it, moistening
the rubbery ring of puckered flesh with her own succulent juices.

At first, Jean was disappointed that Tom hadn't replaced his finger in
her cunt with his hard cock, but now she felt an electric shock between
her loins as his finger began to slowly penetrate her anus. She was
quivering with anticipation, and she wondered if she would be able to
stand this new sensation. Her pussy contracted involuntarily as his
finger pushed inside her anus, slowly but insistently, aided by the
moisture from her own pussy. A gasp burst from her lips as she felt his
finger relentlessly going deeper and deeper. Finally she blurted out,
"Tom... what are you... what are you doing?"

"Don't worry, sweetheart... I'd never do anything that I didn't know
you'd enjoy... you know that." He could feel her anal muscles tightening
as if to prohibit the intrusion of his probing finger, and he plunged it
more insistently. He liked the hazy look that had come into her eyes and
was excited by the sight of her tongue darting out to lick her soft dry
lips. He realized that when he finally did force his cock into her anus,
she would learn to enjoy it as much as he enjoyed doing it. At last he
felt she was ready... this was the moment! "Jean, I want you to roll
over on your stomach," he urged. She started to protest, but Tom rolled
her over and she lay there in fear. She knew what he was going to do...

"It might hurt a little at first, honey, but then it will become a
wonderful new sensation... I promise you'll love it... trust me?" he
said gently.

Jean could only nod her head, cringing with fear and revulsion. Pain...
how obscene, she thought, yet she was willing to do whatever her husband
said. Tom moved behind her on his knees and raised her luscious buttocks
so that she was close to his long, hard shaft. She was helplessly
exposed and a faint tinge of shame crossed her mind. But she was
determined to trust her husband as he had asked, and she let him
position her body as he chose. She even moved her buttocks sensuously as
he inserted his finger into her anus again, moving it about to lubricate
the passage. She turned her head and stared down at his massive rod of
hardness, wondering how it would ever fit into her small little rectal
mouth, and she felt a strange thrill imagining what it would be like.

Tom held his throbbing member in his hand in order to keep it from
bending as he tried to worm it up into her asshole, and as he stared
down lustfully at the puckered, brownish-pink opening, the pressure of
his balls began to build painfully. He pulled his finger from her anus
and moved in closer, rubbing the spongy head of his cock into the slit
of her wet pussy. Jean jumped involuntarily as she felt it, and for a
moment, she thought he was going to fuck her from the rear. But Tom let
his cock-head slide upward, guiding it with his hand, until it touched
the helplessly exposed rectal lips of his wife. He was already gasping,
and his eyes were glazed with lust. He spread her ass-cheeks with one
hand and pushed the tip of his throbbing cock up against the tight,
rubbery opening.

Jean gasped fearfully, but braced herself for the full penetration of
his massive cock, tingling all over from the new sensations she was
experiencing.

"Trust me, Jean, and relax," the lust-driven husband grunted, barely
able to contain himself as he saw the head of his cock spread the tiny
opening and partially disappear. He didn't want to hurt or frighten her,
so he removed it and started over again. Each time he shoved the
knob-like head of his cock into her anus, he used a little more pressure
and at last he was rewarded by seeing the whole swollen head of it
disappear up into her nether passage. His cock was hard enough now and
he used both hands to spread her firm white buttocks wide apart.

Jean fought back the sudden fright as she felt the huge head of his cock
enter her, but she was surprised to discover that it didn't hurt. It was
uncomfortable, but there was no real pain. As he began to penetrate
deeper and deeper with each thrust, she became more receptive. It was an
entirely new and exciting sensation, making her feel as though she were
completely filled by her husband's cock. Then, Tom became so excited and
aroused that he lost all control and forcefully fucked his cock deep up
into his wife's tightly resisting asshole. "Aaaaahhhhhh... " Jean cried
out in shock and pain. "Please! It's too big... it will never fit!"

Even as the words spilled from her mouth the beautiful wife knew that
she wanted him to continue. In a strange, never before experienced
masochistic way, she was enjoying his invasion. The pleasure pain was
incredible and she couldn't tell which was the most exciting!

Now, the dark-haired woman clenched her teeth, but the moans came from
deep inside her throat, and as Tom drove his cock up to the hilt into
her, she squirmed forward, trying to escape the hard, burning rod of
pulsing flesh.

Tom was staring with lust-glazed eyes at her anus, watching in
fascination as his cock slowly disappeared entirely up into the dark,
virgin channel. The rubbery ring of the opening was like an elastic
band, and the tight inner walls of the anal passage provided almost
total friction for his sensitive cock as it slid in. The muscles seemed
to close around his throbbing cock, clutching it eagerly, and he felt
that this was going to be one of the most gigantic orgasms he had ever
experienced. Yet, he didn't want to hurt his wife and he was able to
exercise some control.

"It's so huge, darling... so big... " Jean mumbled, yet she wriggled her
hips sensuously to accommodate his pulsating cock, and he sensed she was
gaining satisfaction from the act. Jean wondered insanely if it were
possible to be split in two. She felt she couldn't take anymore without
being torn apart inside, and yet, she didn't want him to stop!

She moved backward slightly, in hopes that he could enjoy it even more,
and she could hear and feel his balls slapping against the slit of her
buttocks each time he thrust his cock into her. For one fleeting
instant, she wondered if she would faint when he speeded up his strokes.
How could she allow this... this animal act! It seemed so depraved...
yet; Tom's words floated about her brain... "Nothing is wrong between
two people that love each other." Was he right? Tom had been surprised
at the ease with which her tight little asshole had absorbed his huge
cock, and he stared down in awe at her resilient opening, expanding and
contracting as he shoved his impaling cock in and out of her.

She seemed to be getting with it, he realized as she set up a
counter-motion with his plunging cock, pushing back hard to take still
more of it into her anus. He knew that she would enjoy it and he was
glad that he had chosen this time to try it. Jean's hand snaked between
her legs and grasped his balls. She massaged them gently, squeezing
slightly as they bounced about in rhythm with his deeply plunging cock.
It was crazy, she thought, but she felt the same way about being fucked
in the ass as she had by the regular way. She wanted more of him inside
her, even his balls! She could tell by the lustful moans that were
coming from his throat that he was enjoying it this way, and she wanted
it to be perfect for him when he shot his cum far up into her waiting
rectal depths.

The lust-driven man was almost ready to cum and he had to slow his
rampaging movements to hold back. He wanted to prolong this delicious
sensation as long as possible while his wife got used to it, all in one
session.

She was beginning to enjoy the feeling of being filled to overflowing,
and she played with his testicles joyfully, reveling in the fact that
she was able to accept her husband's sexual ways and fully gratify his
every desire.

Suddenly and without warning, the words came flooding from her mouth...
words she never thought she was capable of saying. "Oh, fuck me
darling... fuck my asshole... fuck me deep and hard... yes, there, Tom,
there... fuck me... fuck me, Tom!" She felt waves of wild excitement
sweeping over her as the words aroused her to her fullest sexual
capacity. "I want to feel your cum shooting up into my ass!" she cried.
"Do it, darling... do it!" she begged. She couldn't understand why the
lewd words aroused her so, nor did she know how much they aroused her
husband. Tom knew at that instant that he had found what he had always
dreamed of, the perfect wife! Jean was the essence of beauty and
discretion in public, but in bed she became a tigress. She was raging
wild, and could never be satisfied! She would make his life complete...
he would be giving his daughter a mother and would become a father to
her son... it was the total fulfillment of a dream!

He began to concentrate on his orgasm, knowing that she had almost
reached her peak of excitement. He saw her hand steal between her legs
and her fingers begin to work at the folds of her hot, wet cunt-flesh.
She began to breathe differently, drawing in huge gulps of air with a
groaning sound that told him she would be able to cum using her fingers
as he shot out his hotly burgeoning cum deep up inside her asshole. It
thrilled him to know that he had led her to this point of being able to
sexually fulfill both their needs in whatever form of sexual intercourse
he chose. He began to fuck harder up into her wide-split little anal
passage. His pelvis thudded against her moon-shaped buttocks, so deep
was he fucking her rectum, and she worked away at her clitoris with her
fingers.

Jean could feel his huge cock fucking in and out of her through the thin
walls of her cunt and she was deliriously happy at the sensation of
being totally used... totally filled.

"Oh Tom... fuck it that way! Fuck it harder! Just cum, darling, I don't
care if it hurts... I want you to! Please!" she cried in a delicious
torment. She was afraid that he would stop suddenly thinking she was in
pain, but she needn't have worried. Her sensitive husband had noted the
slight tones of pain in her moaning and her words, and it added a
sadistic thrill to his fucking. He watched his salacious fucking in and
out of the tiny brownish hole, sliding in and out easily now. His
sperm-swollen balls seemed about to burst, and the sweat stood out on
his face from his efforts. He knew it was only a matter of seconds
before he shot his white-hot sperm deep up into her virginal little
rectum, and he hoped that she was almost to the point of orgasm too.
Jean's body was bouncing and screwing back with each thrust of his cock,
and she seemed totally rapt in the thrills she was receiving. "Oh Tom!
Oh Baby!" she moaned, pushing back hard against his cock. "Keep on
fucking it, darling... fuck it harder! I've got to cum... fuck my ass...
" At her words, Tom abandoned all thought of control. He began to ram
his cock in and out with piston-like strokes, knowing he was close to
cumming, and that his wife was on the brink. As one hand ripped at her
clitoris, Jean grabbed the pillow with the other, and she shoved the
corner of it into her mouth as if to stifle a scream. Tom couldn't
understand what she was saying, but it didn't matter. They were both in
an animalistic stage where words meant nothing... only the wild, raging
thrills that coursed through their bodies. Tom felt like a king... she
was every woman... all he could possible want. She had made him love
himself for being her teacher... for teaching her to respond! Jean's
hand pawed madly at her soaking cunt, and she took the pillow from her
mouth and begged... "Don't stop Tom... give me more... give me
everything!"

His wife's cries brought the lust-maddened husband to a new peak of
frenzy, and he rammed his cock as hard and fast as he could up into her
anal channel. He didn't want it to go soft on him, he could go on like
this forever with his wild, insatiable wife. He knew from the way her
legs were jerking and her buttocks were quivering that Jean was already
experiencing her orgasm, but as he rammed his penis harder into her, she
seemed to launch into a second and more shattering orgasm. Her body
shook violently as her face contorted with exquisite pleasure of sexual
fulfillment... more than she had ever dreamed possible.

When at last the burning passion smoldered into embers, Jean collapsed
forward onto her stomach while her husband fell with his full weight on
top of her, still breathing heavily. Although she felt near perfect
happiness from the joy her husband had given her, she couldn't help
feeling somehow debased and shamed by the anal fucking she had received.
Yet, how could she have enjoyed it so? And how could she love a man who
wanted to perform such immoral acts? Jean thought she may grow to accept
it, but she would never really understand it...


Tom and Jean had a drink at the airport to calm their nerves while they
waited for the children's flight to arrive. The plane had been late and
both parents grew anxious, but once the flight arrived, Paul and Linda
were the first ones off the ramp. They were all delirious with joy, and
amid tearful hugs and kisses, it had taken another hour to collect
themselves enough to start the trip back into the mountains.

Both parents were surprised at how much Paul and Linda had grown and
were pleased with how well shaped and pretty Linda was, but the real
surprise was Paul. He was no longer a little boy and although Jean was
very proud of his manliness and maturity at thirteen, she was a little
hurt that she had missed the precious years with him between childhood
and adolescence. She was most pleased about the way Paul seemed to fully
accept Tom as his father. Although she never admitted it to Tom, or even
to herself for that matter, Jean had been afraid that Paul might feel
resentful about her marriage so soon after his father's death; that he
might suffer from some misguided sense of loyalty. Sitting in the front
seat with Tom, Jean bombarded the kids with questions about school,
family, friends... she was so happy to see them both that she couldn't
stop talking. The drive through the mountains was beautiful and both
teenagers were wide-eyed, drinking in the scenery surrounding their new
home. It was quite an astounding difference from the flat planes of
Texas where they had lived for the last three years and even Linda
couldn't resist the fascination of the majestic beauty of the place.

The time flew and as Tom pulled into the road leading up to the house,
he proudly pointed out the dimensions of their property for Paul's
benefit and for Linda, he pointed out the road leading to the nearby
village. Entering the house, both teenagers looked about in awe,
obviously impressed and excited, and Jean could tell that they were both
going to like the place as much as she did. Tom showed the kids about
and Jean started dinner, thinking she was the luckiest woman on earth.

She hummed merrily as she prepared dinner, lavishing her full attention
on creating a special meal they would never forget.

She felt tears of joy brimming in her eyes as she heard the sounds of
laughter coming from the den. She was so pleased that Tom and Paul
genuinely liked each other and she knew as time passed liking would
ripen into love. Paul was so grown-up! He seemed to be a gentle boy,
considerate and polite, yet his muscular body seemed to glow with
vibrant life and the joy of living. He wasn't at all like a stranger...
he was her son, and it was as though the last three years had been
little more than a week.

As for Miss Linda, Jean thought fondly, she was hardly a child any more!
Jean had noticed her well-formed breasts, her curvy hips and trim legs
and ankles. She also noticed the flirtatious smile and the sexy manner
Linda had that must drive the boys wild. It was wonderful to see how
close Linda and Paul had grown. They were actually brother and sister in
spirit long before she and Tom had made it official! One of her biggest
regrets in her marriage with Dan was the fact that they had only one
child. She thought it was cruel to raise an only child; having been the
product of a large family, Jean knew the importance of having a brother
or sister to share the joys and sorrows of growing up. Paul and Linda
seemed exceptionally close, and showed in a dozen ways that they
sincerely loved and respected each other. Jean's special dinner turned
out to be a spectacular success and she was pleased to learn that Tom
had thoughtfully bought the perfect wine to accompany it. After dinner
they all settled down in the den and Tom built a marvelous roaring fire.
The children were delighted by the fact that even in the summer the
nights were cool in the mountains and it was agreed that there was no
better place in the world to spend their first summer together as a real
family. They talked and talked until finally Tom said with a smile, "You
guys must be pretty tired! We should probably let them go to bed, hon,"
Paul was quick to accept the suggestion, not having been used to the
wine with dinner, plus the trip and the excitement of seeing his mother,
the thirteen year old boy felt happily exhausted. Linda followed him
shortly thereafter and Tom and Jean sat downstairs finishing their
drinks, smiling at each other. Tom had known Jean almost her whole life,
since she was eighteen years old, but he had never seen her looking more
beautiful than at that moment, nestled security in his arms. She was the
vision of serenity and completeness, the total woman, and Tom felt
deeply fulfilled and whole himself knowing that he had been able to give
the woman he had always loved the happiness she deserved. "Come on,
darling," he whispered softly in her ear. "Let's go to bed... "

Paul was feeling euphorically happy himself as he retired into his room.
The excitement of the day had tired him, but the wine had mellowed his
spirits and the young boy felt as though he was on a cloud. He felt
elated at seeing his mother. She was far more beautiful than he
remembered, so warm and loving! Paul had always been much closer to his
mother than his father, and although he was deeply stunned by the news
of his father's death, he couldn't honestly conjure up any emotional
loss. It was as if a distant relative had passed away... he was sorry,
but it was not like a personal loss. Paul had a great respect and liking
for Tom, and the boy could intuitively sense the older man's elation at
having a son. Paul was aware of the way his mother and Tom looked at
each other, telling the whole world they were in love. His mother seemed
so lovely and gentle that Paul wanted her to hold him and never let go.
He hadn't realized how much he'd missed her or how hungry he was for
just the feel of her caress.

He stripped off his clothes and threw himself gratefully onto the big
double bed, propping his head on the pillows to look about his new room
and observe it more carefully. He could hear the tall green trees
rustling in the breeze outside his window and he couldn't wait to go off
hiking and exploring in the timberland surrounding their home. And there
was the lake they'd passed on the way up the mountain! He imagined
himself sailing the beautiful clear blue water, smoothly manipulating
the boat and impressing his mother with his skill. He could see her
standing on the boat in a tiny bikini that revealed the perfection of
her body, he could see the love and pride she held for him in her
beautiful face, and then suddenly, he began to envision her naked. She
had a body very much like Linda's, he reflected, allowing himself to
fantasize the two of them naked, standing side by side at first and then
blending into one beautiful faceless body.

Almost without realizing it, his hand had moved down to his slowly
hardening penis and he was stroking it gently. The vivid images of his
mother and Linda had excited the boy, and he continued to stroke his
cock until it was hard and erect. He thought about his mother's
delicious fragrance as she had kissed him goodnight and he found himself
wishing that he had someone just like her to put his throbbing penis
into! He remembered how soft and yielding her body had been against his
as she kissed him... how soft and sweet her lips had felt on his own.
His hand moved faster and faster along his stiff, large column, and he
closed his eyes, imagining that he was fucking the faceless image of
Linda and his mother combined into one lovely body.

He heard the door open suddenly and quickly drew up the covers to hide
his erection. His eyes snapped open and he saw Linda standing in the
doorway, a knowing smile on her face.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" he raged, flushing deeply at her
intrusion. She walked boldly into the room and over to the edge of the
bed, where she stood leering down at him.

She put her hands on her hips coquettishly and smirked, "The question
is, what are you doing in here?"

He started to protest his innocence, but she reached over and quickly
jerked the blanket off his body, staring wickedly at his hard, erect
cock. Her eyes brightened and she gave him an evil smile.

"Goddamn you!" Paul stormed. "What right do you have to... "

"Oh, shut up." the older girl calmly interrupted, smiling with
admiration at his large cock. She was in command now and she knew it,
enjoying the superior position she had stumbled upon. Linda decided she
would have some fun, and maybe, she just might make something more of
the situation.

"Don't be embarrassed, Paul. I play with myself all the time, everyone
does! Besides, you should never be embarrassed by that big old thing
between your legs, not ever!" Linda spoke with true admiration and
before the younger boy realized her intention, she had reached down to
encircle his cock with her fingers. He jumped from the coolness of her
hand and tried to push away her fingers. "Linda! God!" The brazen blonde
didn't relinquish her firm grip on his throbbing cock, and she began to
slowly move the loose skin up and down, causing spasms to contract his
stomach muscles.

"My goodness... " Linda said ruefully, "You have the nicest cock I've
ever seen! I mean it Paul. I had no idea! And to think I've been missing
out on a thing like that all this time!"

Suddenly she let go of his pulsating rod of hardness and walked across
the room to lock the door. Then she walked through the bathroom that
separated his bedroom from her own and locked the other door.

The scheming blonde teenage girl stopped in her own room long enough to
shed her clothes and when she returned to her cousin's room the young
boy's eyes widened as she stood beside him, completely naked. He could
see, from his vantage point, the damp lips of her cunt, and beyond them,
the wet, glistening folds of flesh that he knew shielded her clitoris.

His pulsing cock jumped wildly as he surveyed his new sister's cunt. It
looked tight and unused, but Paul knew for a fact that she had already
fucked several guys. She was sure to know how!

Linda's eyes were glued on his hard cock and he heard her softly
whisper, "I want to kiss it, Paul... I want to lick it and kiss it... "

Before her lewd words had fully registered on his befuddled brain, she
had climbed onto the bed to face him; her legs spread wide to reveal her
open cunt with all its exciting promise!

She took hold of his handsome young cock, her eyes glazing with lust,
and Paul lamely tried to protest. "Linda... come on... we could get in a
lot of trouble!"

"No we won't... nobody has to know," she said in a hypnotic voice. "Now
that I've seen it, I just have to taste it... that's all, relax." She
moved, quickly changing her position so that her head was near his cock
and his mouth was near her inviting pussy. He stared at the slit of her
cunt and at the enticing mounds of her buttocks and suddenly the sight
of her, the feel of her hand on his cock was driving him insane. He
wanted to bury his face in her cunt, he wanted to devour her, fuck
her... his own cousin! "You're going to love this, Paul... " she said as
she bent her head to flick out her tongue and lick the swollen head of
his cock. The sensation drove him wild with desire. He had never
imagined anything like this! The only time a girl had touched his cock
was when Maureen Simmons grabbed it in the swimming pool! What Linda was
doing to him was pure delight and he didn't give a damn if they did get
caught! This was worth dying for! She spread her legs so that he could
look right into her cunt and his hand went automatically to the blonde,
fuzz-lined lips of her pussy groping awkwardly for the inner recesses
where he sensed he would find the key to her passion. He ran his
extended middle finger lightly along the narrow slit, feeling for the
narrow bud of flesh that he knew was the magic spot. As he did, he heard
her breathe, "Find it my precious baby, Paul... find it!" and she spread
her legs still wider.

Her lips were closing over the head of his cock now, and he was startled
by the beautiful warmth of her mouth. "Rub it, honey... rub my clitoris
with your fingers," she mumbled, running her tongue up and down the
length of his cock. She paused at the head to plunge her mouth over it
for an instant and then she resumed her tantalizing licking. "Oh man!"
Paul moaned. "It's so wonderful, Linda... so nice!" His finger found the
spot he was seeking and he began to massage her clitoris between thumb
and finger. He knew he had found the right spot... it was hard and
quivering and it seemed to be trying to elude his touch.

"Ohhh... yessss!" Linda groaned. "Oh, that's it baby... that's right."
She felt giddy as her lips closed over the head of his cock and she bit
down gingerly causing the young boy's whole body to stiffen. Paul felt
waves of pleasure rush through him at the sight alone of her white teeth
on his swollen cock-head. He had never felt anything as wonderful as
this in his life! His whole body felt like it was on fire! He loved what
his cousin was doing to his cock, and he couldn't remember ever seeing
it so big and hard before! He could feel her moving her hand down lower
to the base of his penis, then lower, until she had grasped his balls in
her hand! Suddenly, she sucked the entire pulsing length into her mouth,
sending an electric-like shock through his loins that almost knocked him
off the bed. He thought he would cum right then, but he sank back
slightly, his eyes riveting on the open cunt that was so close to his
mouth, and he licked his lips in a nervous, hungry gesture.

"It's wonderful... you're so wonderful." he gasped. Linda was
concentrating on her own pleasure, sucking his cock deep into her mouth,
tormenting him with her tongue and her teeth with every in and out
stroke. She wanted to taste Paul's cum... to feel it shooting into her
mouth and down her throat! The more she lewdly sucked her cousin's
burgeoning cock, the hotter her pussy became, until she thought she
would cry out with desire.

Her head bobbed up and down in a flurry of gold while Paul watched,
entranced at the sight of his cock disappearing into her mouth... almost
totally! Linda could already taste the masculine seminal fluid that had
seeped from his cock, and it drove her to increased passion.

She let go of his cock long enough to gasp, "Shove your fingers in my
cunt, Paul... deeper and harder!" Immediately, she sucked his cock back
into her mouth, gasping at the suddenness with which Paul had obeyed her
command, ramming four fingers all at once, deep up inside her throbbing
cunt! Now, he was teasing at her clitoris while at the same time trying
to spread his fingers wide enough to touch the inner-walls of her pussy.
He was learning fast, she thought proudly, and it was only right that
she should be the girl to teach him... after all, they were more than
cousins now... they were brother and sister!

Paul was fucking wildly into her vagina with his fingers, wishing he
could touch every bit of her pussy and make her jerk and scream with
pleasure. She was so beautiful, so sexy! This was what he had always
dreamed of but had never believed possible! He remembered the times his
cock had grown at the mere sight of her, and here he was, fucking his
fingers in and out of her wetly steaming pussy, teasing his nails across
her clitoris, and she was sucking his cock! A great hot feeling of
pleasure almost smothered him. He wasn't just a kid! He was a man! A
lover! Paul could feel his cum boiling up inside him and he wanted to do
something for her before he spewed his hotly building cock-juice into
her mouth. He had to do something to give her the pleasure up between
her legs she was giving him in his balls! The furiously sucking blonde
sensed that he was about to explode his cum into her mouth and she
ground her wide-open cunt salaciously before his face. She wanted to cum
when he did, when his hotly rising young passion-fluids bubbled into her
mouth and down her throat and into her belly. Her cunt was on fire and
she sucked his cock as hard as she could, feeling him arching his back
wildly to shove even more of it into her throat. "I'm cumming, I'm
cumming, Linda!" Paul moaned. His cock was out of control now and his
emotional reactions took over. She could do anything she wanted to
him... have anything she wanted... just as long as she finished making
him cum... now! He felt the hot waves of semen rush the length of his
cock, and he flicked wildly at her painfully hardened little clitoris as
he saw her sucking his cock madly, taking every drop of his cum into her
beautifully ovalled mouth! She sucked furiously, the pungent fluid
driving her insane with passion. Her cunt was contracting wildly under
his fingerfucking and she feverishly gulped down the huge load of cum
that he was ejaculating relentlessly now into her mouth. She swallowed
it all and reveled in the lust-gratifying knowledge that she had sucked
and swallowed every drop of his excitedly jerking young cock and balls.

Her buttocks began to jerk and gyrate wildly as Paul's fingers finally
brought her to climax at almost the same time he was spurting his cum
into her hungrily sucking mouth.

She was overcome by great waves of pleasure while she continued to
tenderly suck his now rapidly deflating cock. Paul was still jerking up
and down, his eyes glazed with never before experienced pleasure. Even
though he had passed his climax, he seemed unable to stop shoving his
cock deep into her hungry mouth. He never wanted the glorious feeling
that was engulfing his whole being to end. Linda was still nibbling with
her semen-glistening lips at his slowly deflating cock, and he paused to
watch her. He thought she was beautiful, more beautiful than ever
because of the pleasure she had given him... the greatest pleasure of
his life!

He spread her cunt lips and stared up into the soft, wet, shiny folds of
flesh inside her pussy that were still visibly throbbing from the
intensity of her orgasm. It was beautiful! She was beautiful all over,
and Paul thought the sight of her cunt walls pulsating so hotly together
up inside was the most lovely and erotic thing he'd ever seen.

Linda moved away from him at last causing his fingers to make a soft
little sucking noise as they slid from her cunt. She grinned down at him
and sighed. "You were great, Paul, just great! But there are some things
you need to learn, like licking my cunt!"

"But I wanted to, Linda! I wanted to more than anything, but... I... I
didn't know if I should!"

"That's okay, babe," she said in a soft voice. "We have plenty of time
for that. And I mean it, for a beginner, you were fantastic."

"Really" the thirteen-year-old boy asked almost reverently, "because for
me, that was the best thing in my life!" "I knew you'd feel the same way
about fucking as I do, once you got started. You and I are going to have
a great time around here, Paul. Together, we're bound to find some other
kids to play our kinds of games."

"Yeah," Paul mused, stretching languidly out on his bed, a smile a mile
wide on his face. "I sure hope so! They really are fun!"


Chapter 4

Paul woke up with the sunrise the following morning feeling better than
he could ever remember. He opened the window to drink in the fresh
mountain air and couldn't wait to get outside to explore the area. It
occurred to him that the best way to do it would be on horseback,
remembering the dude ranch Tom had told them about. He quickly donned
his Levi's and boots, wondering if it might be a good idea to invite
Linda along. It would be a good chance to find out what sort of people
live around close and what sort of action he and Linda could expect.
With her looks and outgoing personality, they were sure to get right
into whatever's available.

He let his thoughts linger on her for a long while, drifting back to
last night. She really was wonderful, the way she stayed in his room for
a long time afterwards talking to him, convincing him that there was
nothing wrong or unnatural about what they did because the loved each
other. Paul was easily convinced, because he had wanted her for as long
as he could remember, and he really did love her in a way that he felt
he would never love any other girl.

He went into the bathroom to knock softly on her door, expecting her to
be still sleeping. He was surprised when she answered his knock by
opening the door, already dressed in her jeans and tee shirt, looking
radiant with her long blonde hair hanging loosely about her shoulders.
The jeans fit her like skin and Paul almost gasped as he eyed her young,
firmly budding tits jutting out proudly, with the little nipples fully
visible through the thin fabric of the tight shirt. He couldn't keep his
eyes from drifting down to the crotch of her jeans; the material seemed
to fit right up into the slit of her pussy. His young mind was flooded
with memories from the night before. "Hi" she greeted him warmly,
pleased by the obvious effect she was having on her young cousin. "I
thought you might like to go horseback riding with me... it would be a
good way to look the place over... " he offered, feeling almost shy
around her for the first time. After last night and the way she had
sucked his cock, Paul was beginning to see her from a different
perspective, a new, exciting perspective.

"Great idea, little brother!" she said brightly. "Wait for me while I
put on my boots. Oh Paul, isn't it great that we really are brother and
sister, now!" she said, smiling up at him from the floor and raising a
shapely leg in the air for him to tug on her boots.

"Yeah," Paul agreed, "I guess it is." He wasn't sure how great it was
being in love with his own sister; it was bad enough when she was just
his cousin, but he supposed it didn't matter, as long as they were
together.

They walked downstairs to the kitchen where Jean was frying bacon. She
gave them a big smile and paused to kiss them both. "Have a good night?"
she asked.

They chorused their answers in the affirmative, exchanging sly glances
with each other. As Jean bustled about, Paul blushed each time she
looked at him, wondering if she could tell that Linda had sucked him off
last night. It had to show... a thing like that would just have to make
a guy look different. His face grew redder at his own thoughts and he
found himself wondering what his mother's pretty red lips would feel and
look like wrapped around his stiff cock. He shook his head and dropped
his gaze in an effort to dispel the evil thoughts from his mind.

"Well, Uncle Tom... I mean... Dad, showed us that dude ranch down the
road yesterday and we thought maybe we could rent a couple of horses and
sort of ride around," Paul said, wondering how much freedom his mother
would allow.

"That sounds like fun," she replied. "After three years in Texas I'm
sure you're both pretty good riders." She let her eyes take in her son's
lithe young body. He is so manly, she thought with pride. "When do you
think you'll be back?"

"Probably not 'till this afternoon," Linda explained. "We want to ride
into the village and try to meet some kids." The forward thinking young
girl wanted to be able to take advantage of any opportunity that might
arise... maybe have some fun with a young man. Or, if not, she thought
salaciously, she and Paul just might get all naked and find something
exciting to do!

"Okay, but be sure to be in before dark, will you?" Jean had promised
herself not to treat them like small children, although she wasn't quite
how one treated teenagers. They weren't children, but then they weren't
really adults either. She wanted to be so much more than just a mother
to them; she hoped they both would consider her a friend and confidant.

After breakfast Linda helped her new mother with the dishes while Paul
took off for the nearby stables to secure the finest two horses he could
find. Within a short while he was back, riding a handsome black gelding
with a chestnut mare in tow for Linda.

"Well, here they are," he said proudly as the two women came down the
path to meet him. He felt very mature and responsible having arranged
the whole outing for the two of them, and he hoped Linda would be
pleased with the horse he'd picked out for her.

"Wow!" the young blonde exclaimed. "Paul, they're beautiful!" Linda
really didn't care what the horses looked like, so long as they got
around, but she knew Paul took it all very seriously and wanted to make
him feel good.

The young boy gracefully dismounted to gallantly assist Linda into the
saddle, and then, kissing his mother goodbye, remounted his own horse.
Jean watched proudly as her two young equestrians took off down the dirt
road until they were out of sight and then, sighing happily, walked back
up the path toward the house.

Paul and Linda took the main road a short distance to get used to their
horses and then, with Paul in the lead, cut off into a forest path to
follow wherever it led. The young boy was in heaven, he had never seen
more beautiful country and the clean, crisp air made him almost giddy.
Linda was also enjoying the ride and the scenery, as long as they
proceeded in the direction of the village, and she watched with
admiration as he skillfully led the way down the narrow, winding path
through the beautiful wooded area.

"It's really beautiful around here, isn't it!" Linda called out to him
from behind, beginning to enjoy the steady erotic stimulation of the
back and forth motion of the saddle between her legs. She began to push
her hotly throbbing little pussy forward to meet the leather pommel
while squeezing her thighs against the horse's sides, enjoying the
tremors that started to shoot from her excited clitoris through her
belly.

"Just let me know when you get tired of this and we'll get back to the
main road for town," Paul called back, surprised that the gregarious
older girl wasn't already complaining about the long ride. Even though
Paul was totally content to explore the forest, he hadn't forgotten the
original plan to find some new and exciting sex partners in the mountain
community, and it was for certain they wouldn't be here in the forest.

"Don't worry," Linda called back, furtively pressing her tingling
clitoris hard against the hypnotically undulating pummel, "I'll let you
know when I get tired of the ride... "

The forest path was winding into the open road again and Linda was
disappointed as she felt her horse quicken its gait. She had become
lulled, lost in her arousal and striving toward orgasm when the steady
rhythm was disrupted and she was forced to take the reins. "Damn you,"
she swore at the animal, laughing in spite of herself. Reluctantly, she
gave up on cumming, for now, and rode up beside Paul as soon as they
were on the dirt road that was wide enough to accommodate the two horses
side by side.

The two teenagers were talking and laughing together when they heard the
galloping sound of a third horse coming up the road from behind. They
reined to the side and turned to see a tall, blonde youth rapidly
approaching on a magnificent Arabian quarter horse.

He came up beside them, halting the massive animal and gave them a wide,
friendly grin. "Man, it took some running to catch up with you guys!",
he said, catching his breath. "I saw you go into the woods from up on
the hill over there and took off, hoping I'd catch up with you. Finding
anyone under a hundred years old around here is a big deal, let me tell
you!"

Paul could see his eyes wandering over Linda's curves as he spoke, and
felt a strange pang of jealousy. He gave a half- hearted smile and
extended a hand to the other boy who looked to be about Linda's age, or
maybe a little older. "Hi... I'm Paul Stevenson and this is my sister,
Linda."

"Jerry Walters... nice to meet you," the youth replied, shaking Paul's
hand and giving Linda a big grin. "Real nice," he added as he let his
eyes linger on Linda's sensuously juggling young breasts.

"Headed anyplace in particular?" Jerry asked.

"Not really," Linda replied, noticing that Jerry was tall and muscular
with a deep tan that looked spectacular with his blonde hair and blue
eyes. "We were just going to ride into the village to see if there were
any young people around."

"Take it from one who knows," Jerry said with a rueful grin, "It's
deader there than it is out here. Why don't you guys come back to the
house with me for a beer or something." He glanced meaningfully at Paul,
"My sister and I have the place to ourselves for a couple of days... "

Linda broke into a broad grin and Paul felt a sudden lift at the mention
of a sister. "Sure," Paul answered for the two of them, then, glancing
toward Linda added, "Okay with you?" "Yeah! Let's go!" she said
enthusiastically, and the three of them took off down the road in the
direction from which they had come. Jerry led the way off a side road
and they came to a sprawling ranch-style house much like their own with
the added attraction of a stable and corral, plus a large swimming pool.
They unsaddled their horses and Jerry led the way into the house,
calling his sister as he entered. A young girl of about fifteen came
bounding in from the patio wearing the tiniest bikini Paul had ever
seen. Jerry introduced Cindy and Paul stood goggle-eyed. She had dark
hair and her shape was every bit as perfect as Linda's, but for some
reason, Cindy reminded him of his mother! Her body was trim and full,
with rounded, pert breasts and curvaceous hips, and beautifully rounded
buttocks--most of which showed under the bikini. Paul was already
envisioning some wild, orgiastic sessions!

Jerry led them into a large game room and went to the bar that stood at
one end, strutting as if he were the man of the house. There were
several easy chairs, a sofa, and a pool table, as well as dart boards on
the wall. Jerry motioned them to the long sofa that was facing a huge
stone fireplace.

"Beer? Pot? Maybe some whiskey?" he asked, grinning from Paul to Linda.

Paul felt grown up and important as he answered for both of them. "Beer
will be fine."

Their young host came from behind the bar with four cans of beer on a
tray. When they had opened them and settled, they began talking about
horses, school, and the mountains.

"Would you like to see my horse?" Cindy asked Paul. He was flattered and
jumped at the chance to be alone with the girl.

"Sure, we could go for a ride if you want." he suggested. The young girl
glanced at her older brother and he nodded. As they rose Paul saw that
Linda was pleased at the chance to be alone with the older boy.

"How about another beer?" Jerry asked Linda, but she shook her head. He
had moved close to her on the sofa to retort quickly, "How about a kiss
then?" Linda had already decided that she wanted him and was pleased to
see that he was making it easy.

His strong arm went around her as he set his beer down on the coffee
table. He used his weight to force her down on her back on the sofa and
looked at her curvaceous body, thinking that it was made for nothing but
sex. Her bold eyes had already told him that she liked it, and the young
man decided that it was going to be one hell of a summer.

Jerry bent over her and let his open lips come to hers with tantalizing
slowness before he finally engulfed his tongue in her mouth. His kiss
quickly excited the already aroused young girl and Jerry was delighted
with her responsiveness.

"You have a beautiful body," Jerry said, running his hand over her firm
young breasts. "Mind if I get a better look?" He was trying to sound
worldly and casual, and Linda liked it somehow. His hand slipped under
her tee shirt to caress the warm flesh of her breasts and in an instant
he had deftly removed the tight fitting garment over her head.

He gasped as his eyes drank in the full splendor of her half- naked body
and his mouth went quickly to one of the already hardening little pink
nipples. "Christ! What a pair of tits!" he mumbled through his sucking.
He began to massage the other with his hand and then switched his
kisses. Linda was breathing hard and moaning softly as his tongue licked
over her hard nipples. She held his blonde head in her hands as he
nipped and sucked at her breasts. Linda wanted more, much more, and
Jerry was surprised when he heard her say boldly, "If you're going to
fuck me you had better get my jeans and panties off... "

The boy sat straight up and looked her directly in the eye. Then he
reached down and rolled the skintight faded jeans and soft silken
panties down over her gently swelling hips. His cock snapped to
attention, becoming suddenly hard and stiff as he looked at the sparse
little patch of blonde pubic hair which just managed to obscure the
swollen lips of her cunt. He quickly stripped off his own clothes while
Linda lay back watching with open mouthed interest as his large cock
leaped out of his confining pants, pointing upward from the brush of
blonde pubic hair. It was much bigger than any other she had seen and
for a second she was frightened.

"Wow! It's so huge!" she said in awe. Her stomach muscles twitched with
excitement, and she could feel the wetness flooding her cunt. She really
wanted this young man!

Jerry grinned and stretched out beside her, his penis resting temptingly
against her white, smooth thighs, and she felt her passions come to a
boil inside her loins.

It was just too exciting to put off any longer! "Fuck me now, Jerry...
right now!" she pleaded, her hand brushing against her pussy lips,
spreading them wider. She wanted his long, hard cock buried up inside
her hungry cunt and she reached for it, wrapping her small hand around
his thick cock-head and feeling the blood pound through the rubbery tip.

The handsome blonde youth knelt between her legs without making her let
go of his cock, and Linda drew her knees up and draped them around his
hips. He stared down at her pointed, firm breasts, and gave her complete
control of his cock as he kept his hands on either side of her
shoulders. Linda could feel the drops of wetness forming on her
pussy-lips and she was already slippery and wet inside. She sensed that
Jerry was going to be the best fuck she'd ever had. He was handsome,
young and willing, with the equipment to send her to heaven.

Jerry knew that he would have to fight to control his passions, because
Linda was like the answer to a dream! He wanted to hold back his cum
until he had his fill of fucking her pretty little cunt, and that was
going to take a long time!

Her hand had steered the swollen head of his huge penis down into the
soft, fuzzy mound of her welcoming pussy. As if to tease herself, she
rubbed the rubbery cock-head along the slit of her pussy-lips, letting
it part the opening to her vagina a little as she gasped with
anticipation. She felt a huge wave of sensual pleasure sweep over her as
she touched it to the wetness of her clitoris and felt that she couldn't
wait much longer to have it all up inside her. She moved her hips about
to open her cunt as wide as possible while, arching her pelvis slightly,
she ran the huge fleshpole along the moist pink flesh of her tight
cuntal opening.

Jerry was poised over her, delighted with her desire and expertise in
fucking, and he too felt the rising pressure in his loins. He wanted
desperately to drive his cock deep up into her cunt, but he held back,
letting Linda have her fun. In spite of its wetness, Linda's pussy
seemed to resist the penetration of the massive cock, and she used the
fingers of one hand to spread the lips wider. The tip of the youth's
cock suddenly slid up inside the opening of her cunt causing Linda to
jerk spasmodically at the pain it brought.

Jerry could no longer stand the torment and tentatively jammed his cock
deeper into her cunt. "Oh God... Jerry! You have the biggest cock in the
world!" Linda groaned, enjoying the pleasure-pain that stabbed at her
cunt as he stretched it beyond what she thought it could stand. She knew
it was only partially inside and wondered if she actually would be able
to take all of his burgeoning penis into her hotly throbbing pussy. As
much as she wanted it, she felt a sudden feeling of panic.

The tall blonde boy gave her no choice. Not being able to wait a second
longer, he suddenly rammed his pulsing cock into her pussy as far as it
would go. He could feel the tip of it graze against the bottom of her
intestines up inside, impaling her all the way to the hilt.

Her legs shot out wide, jerking wildly in the air with startled shock.
She cried out with the pain and pleasure that filled her and her eyes
became glassy with lust and fear at the same time. It was much too huge!
It would tear her belly into shreds!

"Oh please," she begged, "take it easy! You're killing me!"

"You'll get used to it," he retorted. "You're going to love it!"

He looked down between their bodies and saw that his lust hardened cock
was buried in her cunt all the way to the hilt, their blonde pubic hair
mingling together in one fuzzy mass. He felt a surge of power as her
body trembled beneath him. It felt good to be filling a tight little
cunt like hers and he knew that despite her protests, she was really
enjoying it, and would more so in just a moment!

As at last the pain began to subside a bit, Linda relaxed the muscles
inside her pussy. It seemed as if she could feel every contour of his
huge youthful penis and as it probed the untouched parts of her moistly
heated cunt, she began to thrill to the touch with every move he made to
fuck it in deeper. Every nerve-end in her pussy seemed to be sending
lewd, salacious messages to her brain, and as the sensuous pleasure
increased, the pain quickly vanished. His throbbing cock seemed to have
become a part of her being, and she depended on it to carry her to the
very peak of sexual fulfillment. She was a slave to it, begging it for
mercy and release. She felt his semen-bloated balls slapping up between
her nakedly spread buttocks, and each slap gave her an added thrill.

Jerry had changed his pace now. He was deliberately fucking her slowly,
putting heavy pressure on his cock so that Linda would appreciate and
enjoy every bit of it as it crowded deep into her cunt, completely
filling it. He liked the solid contact his cock made with her clitoris
and the walls of her inner vagina. The thrill for him was constant,
whether he was fucking his cock in or fucking it out.

Linda felt as if the walls of her cunt were expanded to the limit, and
that every inch of her vaginal passage was being caressed by his huge
cock as it plunged relentlessly up deep inside her. The pleasure
branched out from her clitoris to the cunt-walls, and on upward into her
belly and beyond. Even the nipples of her breasts seemed to be
electrified by his deeply pistoning cock and her mind was filled by
nothing but the waves of joy she was experiencing under his magnificent
fucking of her openly spread young pussy-hole.

Her hips began to rotate in a slow rhythm that matched the deliberate
stroking of Jerry's cock. They seemed to be perfectly attuned to each
other. As Jerry groaned with pleasure, Linda moaned an instant
thereafter. She had begun to enjoy this fuck more than any sensation she
had known in her life, and she was not one to let any thrill escape her.

Jerry watched the lips of her pussy stretching wider, engulfing the last
inch of his cock up into her wet, slippery cunt. He moaned with the
visual stimulant and increased his speed slightly, leaning forward to
find her cool lips and bury his flicking tongue deep into her throat. At
the same instant, Jerry wondered how it would feel to have her take his
cock into her mouth and suck it... nibble on it... lave it with her
tongue.

Linda was almost delirious with joy. This was incredible! She'd never
known anything could be this great. And the best part of all... they
were neighbors! It could go on all summer!

Her attention was drawn back to her now eagerly pulsating pussy as Jerry
began to tease her... letting only the spongy head of his cock enter her
vagina... then suddenly withdrawing it and plunging it into the hilt. He
had to fight back the urge to just let go and shoot his complete load of
semen up into her hungry cunt, but she was much too wonderful... he
didn't want to spoil his chance of fucking her again by a premature
ejaculation. He began to change the rhythm and depth of his lunges into
her and Linda wriggled and jerked, trying to take all of his passion-
stiffened hardness up into her greedily working pussy.

Suddenly, her passion exploded so that she could no longer control
herself, "Oh Jesus! Fuck it! Fuck it, Jerry! Harder, harder! I have to
cum... make it cum!"

She was like a wild woman; she knew no shame, no guilt. Her cunt was for
fucking and Jerry was doing the best job she'd ever had! Without
realizing it, they were both striving toward the same end... to cum
together, after having shared full sexual satisfaction.

The blonde haired teenage girl longed to have his hot juices exploding
inside her cunt, filling it with the special delight that she always
felt when she knew she had been able to fully satisfy and excite a male.
Jerry, with the same thought, was actually proud to have been able to
control his cum until he knew his partner had gained every last thrill
from his manipulations except the ultimate final ecstasy. Jerry had
never met anyone quite like her. He was used to the coy type who tried
to make him feel like they were doing him an immense favor by letting
him fuck them when he knew the whole while he was probably the best they
would ever have.

But fourteen-year-old Linda was different. She was honest and
passionate, making no effort to hide the fact that she liked to fuck,
and he believed she was sincere when she protested that his massive cock
had hurt her at first. He knew he had a big one; he'd been told so by
women much older than little Linda. And now, he had this fresh young
cunt begging for his cum. The thought drove him out of control and he
began ramming his cock in without any thought of Linda's feelings. He
only wanted to ravish her, and if he could make her cum so much the
better... they had all summer to fuck!

As he relinquished control, his hot cum spurted through his thickly
jerking pole and began to splash hotly out against the walls of Linda's
vagina. As she felt the first surge strike deep into her, her clitoris
came to electric life, dancing and thrusting to gain the fullest
friction against his rampaging cock. She could feel the viscous fluid
seeping out, running down the crevice of her buttocks and covering
Jerry's balls. The entire area of their naked loins was soaked with his
cum mixed with her freely flowing cunt juices.

Jerry was in a daze from the thrill the young girl was giving him. Her
feverishly burning pussy seemed to suck his cock in deeper, and he
envisioned his cum battering the walls of her cunt. She was like no girl
he had ever known! There was never anything like her! It was as though
she was made to be the perfect fuck for a guy! The older ones, the
married ones, none of them could match her... it had never been this
wonderful!

Linda's mind was stuck on one track. All she could think of was what a
great fuck Jerry was! What a beautiful fucker!

Her cunt contracted mightily, pulling at his cock as if to empty every
drop of his cum into her. When he relaxed, she continued to contract her
inner cunt muscles, extracting the very last drop of reluctant cum from
his still throbbing cock.

Jerry fell on top of her in a state of near collapse, and Linda
gradually ceased her bucking, writhing motions. She had been fucked so
well that she knew it would take a lot of arousing to get her ready
again. She lay quietly, clinging to the youth's body, basking in the
aftermath of a perfect orgasm.

There were no words, just the heavy breathing of the two young people.
They had both drifted into themselves, floating mindlessly for awhile on
a cloud of satisfaction.

Jerry's now limp cock was buried deep in her pussy and he slowly raised
on his elbows and looked down into her lovely face. He was amazed by the
way she had been able to carry him away with her body. He smiled at her,
feeling lucky to have met such a sexual gold mine. She made his whole
summer! Slowly, he pushed himself up, his cum-drenched cock hanging down
limply as he got to his feet. He moved to the bar and returned with two
frosty cans of beer. Handing one to Linda, he eyed her up and down and
smiled. "You really are something, Linda Stevenson!"

"Me?" Linda replied in mock surprise. "You're the one who was the best
fuck ever!"

Linda was in a sitting position, her knees drawn up so that her wet,
cum-flooded young pussy was clearly visible. Jerry's eyes kept darting
to it. He was fascinated by the long slit that was surrounded by fuzzy
blonde hair. The two teenagers quickly finished their beer and Jerry
moved over to the window. "Just in time... " he said mockingly. "Here
come Paul and Cindy... they look like they're in a hurry!"

Linda stood up to join him at the window, then smiling mischievously,
suggested that they hide and see just what the two younger kids were up
to. Jerry grinned and motioned for her to follow him. He went to a
hallway and she crowded close behind him so she could see what was
taking place through the narrow crack in the door.

Cindy entered the room and took Paul's hand to lead him up the stairs,
moving quickly. The bulge in Paul's jeans was clearly visible and when
the two had disappeared up the stairs Jerry turned to Linda and grinned
wickedly. "I think he's going to fuck her. Let's watch!" he said and
Linda nodded in excited agreement.

In their haste, Paul and Cindy had failed to close the door to her
bedroom entirely and as the older couple positioned themselves to watch
Linda had to summon all her strength to keep from bursting out in
giggles.

Cindy quickly removed her bikini while Paul struggled out of his boots
and clothes, staring all the while at the pert little brunette's body.
"Come on, Paul, hurry!" she urged. Her hands reached out, and she almost
tore Paul's jeans from his body. His stiff cock popped out and Cindy's
hand closed around it quickly.

Then she reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him, her pink tongue
darting into his open mouth. At the same time, she moved backwards
toward the bed and fell on it on her back, still gripping his hardened
young penis. He fell on top of her and she managed to spread her legs
and quickly locked them around him, linking her ankles high up on his
back in a vice like grip.

Paul seemed to be stunned by the feel of the body beneath his and her
full, firm young breasts shoved up against his chest.

He tried to look down between their bodies to see the dark thatched
pussy that was shoving against his burgeoning cock, and her entire body
seemed to send out lewd, little invitations of its own. He didn't want
to seem inexperienced, and he tried to seem in control. His thoughts
flashed to Linda for a moment and he felt grateful to her that he at
least knew what a girl's pussy looked like now. Soon, he would actually
feel one caressing his pumping cock!

"Your sister is in for a great fuck!" Linda whispered proudly, but Jerry
was too involved with the scene going on before him to respond.

Cindy eased her legs even wider and breathed, "Hurry, Paul, hurry!"

The young boy's hand went to his hard cock and he guided the bulbous
head of it into the inviting folds of her soft pussy lips. Linda felt a
twinge inside her own cunt as she saw Paul's lust- hardened shaft sink
into the girl's tight young pussy. Her sparse dark pubic hair barely
covered her little pussy and from where they stood, Jerry and Linda
could see Paul's handsome young cock fucking deep and sure into her
slippery waiting young cunt. The dark haired young girl arched
involuntarily, and her fingernails dug deep into his back as she cried
loudly. "Eeeeehhhh... Paul!" She ran her fingers harshly up and down his
back digging her nails in and leaving bright trails of whitened skin
behind them.

As though he were in a daze the thirteen year old boy began to ram his
rigid cock in and out and suddenly, while they watched, Linda felt
Jerry's hand go around her buttocks and one of his fingers began to
tease hotly at her tiny puckered asshole. She had become aroused by the
sight of Paul and Cindy and now, she felt the outthrust finger
penetrating the rubbery ring of her tight little anus and groaned aloud
with pleasure.

She pushed her firm buttocks backward against the invading finger, and
she turned slightly to allow more penetration.

The young couple on the bed were too involved with fucking to hear
anything and Cindy was beginning to groan loudly with pleasure as Paul's
cock fucked deeper and deeper into her.

Now Linda ran her arm around Jerry's naked body and grasped his hard
cock. She took it in her hand and began to move the foreskin up and
down. His finger moving in and out of her anus gave her a wild idea and
she suddenly knelt on the floor, her buttocks spread wide to reveal her
brownish-pink rectal mouth fully to him. She had positioned herself so
that she could see into the bedroom and she whispered lewdly, "Fuck me
from behind, Jerry, while we watch Paul and Cindy fuck!"

The handsome blonde teenage boy needed little urging. He knelt behind
her, quickly guiding his hard cock into her still cum-slickened vagina.
As he began to shove it in and out, Linda moved in counter rhythm,
grinding her naked buttocks back up hard against his pelvis as his
gouging cock fucked deeply up inside her open belly. Jerry became even
more aroused as he looked down and saw her heaving buttocks and the
mysterious little brown anus. He reached down and shoved his extended
middle finger into its smooth, rubbery softness again, allowing her own
motion to drive the salaciously invading little digit deeper up into her
rubbery rectal passage with every movement.

Then, he began rhythmically fucking his cock and finger in and out of
the twin passages at the same time as he glanced from time to time at
the younger couple on the bed. He knew they must have done a lot of
playing around somewhere outside to be so worked up that they could go
right into it once they got into the house. Linda was watching them as
well and waves of raw lust swept over her as she felt Jerry's cock
probing her cunt while his finger ravaged her defenseless anus.

The sight of his sister being fucked and writhing in pleasure turned
Jerry on even more, and he glanced down to watch his throbbing cock
disappearing into Linda's steaming pussy, becoming giddy with excitement
and lust. He could feel his sperm begin to heat up inside him, and for a
fleeting instant, he wondered how it would be to fuck his little sister.
She seemed to enjoy it, and she was certainly built for it. But he
brushed the thought aside as his own passion demanded his full
concentration.

Linda wanted to cum when Jerry did, and she tried hard to match his
movements. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Paul's wetly glistening
young pole fucking in and out of Cindy's pinkly clinging young pussy,
and it added to her own excitement. She knew just how thrilling Paul
could be.

Now Jerry realized he couldn't control his orgasm any longer. He began
to jab his impaling cock in and out of her vibrating pussy rapidly while
his outstretched finger rammed up her anus all the way to the palm.
Linda found that she couldn't wait either and as she felt the first
electric tingle of her wildly exploding orgasm, she cried aloud in
ecstasy. "Let it go, Jerry! Fuck me harder, fill me with cum, oh fuck
me... fuck me... " And suddenly she felt his hot cum spewing into her
cunt as she crooned softly with joy.

The young couple on the bed were in the throes of their orgasms too and
Cindy was groaning loudly, animalistically, into Paul's mouth as she
felt his boiling cum shooting up into her cunt. She arched upward and
they bounded insanely on the bed, their naked loins fused tightly
together in passion. Their young bodies jerked spasmodically like two
puppets on a string and Paul was groaning even louder then Cindy. As he
reached the peak of his orgasm he shouted, "Oh Christ! I'm cumming!" He
was moving his hips frantically and Cindy drew his head down and placed
her mouth on his and sucked it wildly, their moans now muffled by the
passionate kiss.

As the teenagers tumbled about on the bed, Jerry's thick cock was
ramming full tilt into Linda's welcoming cunt from the rear, his balls
slapping loudly against her ass. He let out a deep sigh as he reached
his climax, and he felt good as he saw that he had made the young blonde
cum at the same time. Exhausted, they collapsed on the floor in a
tangled mass of sweating, cum drenched flesh.

It was a long while before the spent couple on the bed realized that
they had been observed, but when they saw the older pair naked on the
floor, bodies lewdly entwined, Paul and Cindy quickly realized what had
been going on. Cindy was immediately delighted, being somewhat of an
exhibitionist, but Paul felt angry and embarrassed at first. He was
consoled when Linda and Jerry assured him that he would have a chance to
watch them fucking many times before the summer was over and the four
naked teenagers went down together to the game room to drink more beer
and discuss their plans for the rest of the vacation months.

The afternoon passed too quickly and Paul and Linda had to say goodbye
to their new friends until the next day. Riding off towards their own
home, the young Stevensons agreed that they had both enjoyed a wonderful
afternoon and were quite certain they would be very happy in their new
home.


Chapter 5

It had been over a week since the children had moved in with Tom and
Jean and things were running smoothly. The beautiful dark-haired mother
was pleased that Paul and Linda had both adjusted so readily to their
new home, and if she was disturbed by anything it was her own lack of
emotional control. In spite of herself, she could not help feeling an
ugly trace of jealousy for her son's close relationship with Linda and
their new friends. They were hardly ever home, preferring to spend all
their time with Jerry and Cindy. She had promised herself that she would
never be a nagging, overly-strict mother, yet she could not help being
hurt by the fact that her son spent so little time with her after three
years separation.

She had tried to speak with Tom about it, but he insisted that all
teenagers were more interested in their friends than their parents and
pointed to himself and his relationship with his daughter Linda, as
reference. "I'd start to worry if she were hanging around the house all
day, and so would you, if you stop to think of it that way."

Jean had to agree that he was right, and she hated herself for being
selfish, but at the same time she was able to console herself with the
rationalization that a mother's relationship with her son was something
a man could never understand, no man, not even her husband.

Another problem marring her complete happiness was sex with her husband.
She had been unable to truly enjoy sex with Tom in the outgoing, free
and easy manner he had tried to teach her. It was bothering her because
she wondered if it was because of the children being with them. Tom had
pointed out that she had been required to make a lot of emotional
adjustments in the last few months and that she mustn't be too hard on
herself. "All things worth having take time," he said, and as usual,
Jean knew he was right. Still, she could feel him growing impatient with
her to solve her problem and her reaction was to grow even more cool
towards him.

Jean was alone in the house fixing sandwiches for lunch while Tom and
the kids were out on the lake. She mentally scolded herself for being a
jealous mother and tried to look forward to meeting the children's new
friends who were expected to come by that afternoon. Jean wondered why
they elected to spend all their time at Jerry and Cindy Walter's house
instead of their own and Tom and laughingly explained that it was
probably because of the Walter's swimming pool.

Tom and Paul came into the house together, talking enthusiastically
about a fishing trip they were planning. They both gave Jean perfunctory
kisses and went on with their conversation. Linda followed close behind
looking cheerfully excited about something and they all sat down to
lunch.

The men continued their discussion during the meal, but Jean and Linda
were silent. Linda was daydreaming about Jerry Walters and Jean was
trying to sort out her confused emotions.

Just as they finished, Cindy Walters knocked on the door and Tom and
Paul stumbled over each other to answer it. Jean's eyes widened as she
saw how mature her son's new girlfriend was. For some reason she was
expecting or hoping for a more gangly type. Cindy Walters looked every
bit as well-developed as Linda! And, Jean noted with displeasure, she
would have openly scorned the immodest halter top the child wore if it
weren't for the fact that Linda wore the same sort of thing.

Tom had met her briefly before and they exchanged greetings, then Paul
introduced her proudly to his mother.

"How do you do," Jean said quietly, dismayed by Cindy's sexy appearance.
She found herself immediately wondering if the girl had had sex
relations with her son. Try as she might, she was unable to dismiss the
thought and she decided unequivocally that most definitely she did not
like Cindy Walters and doubted that she would feel any differently about
her older brother, Jerry.

Jean poured coffee for herself and Tom, and it annoyed her to see that
her husband was paying more attention to Cindy's body than Paul was! But
for the moment, she was too worried about her son to be bothered with
anything else. The girl was obviously a tramp! Her cut off jeans were
cut off much too high and her halter cut much too low! Jean tried to
tell herself that she was hanging onto some of her old-fashioned ideas
too tightly. She wasn't really being fair to Cindy... or to her own son!

She had just decided to warm up to the girl when Paul brightly suggested
that they go to her house for a swim. Linda thought that sounded like a
wonderful idea and decided to join them and they all took off, laughing
and waving good-bye.

"She's too old to be running around with Paul," Jean said peevishly as
she watched them leave. She had made note of the provocative way Cindy
moved her hips and the way that Paul had ogled her.

"Oh, come on, Jean... don't be an over protective mother," her husband
chided.

Jean was angry. "Of course he looks and acts older, but he's still only
thirteen!" She turned away, confused with her thoughts. "I am worried
about him, Tom," she said helplessly. "Just as I'm worried about Linda!"

Tom turned to look at his distraught wife. It hurt him to see her this
worried and upset, and he had been puzzled by her strange attitude since
the kids had come to live with them. He felt as if he were being too
hard on her, perhaps he hadn't made allowances for her to re-adjust to
them... she needed more time.

"Now, sweetheart," he said, putting his arms around her, "We have two
fine, level-headed kids. They've done a fine job growing up and to worry
too much about them is silly! They're good kids!"

Jean knew he was right, but she couldn't be consoled. She wished it
could be her out with the kids instead of that little bitch, Cindy
Walters.

She had noticed how happy the kids had been since they met the Walters
and she felt left out. She resented not being a part of their happiness.
It was as though Paul was involved in a little happy world that did not
include her. She wanted to be his friend! Both the children's friend!

"But what do we really know about those Walter's kids, Tom!" she asked.
"Paul and Linda are spending almost all their time with them!"

"Honey," he said tenderly. "We've been all through this. You have to let
them grow up! I know you feel cheated, and I'm sorry, but you simply
have to allow them their independence!" "But aren't you worried... about
Linda?" she asked. "She has a very beautiful, sexy body! What if that
Jerry should try... try to rape her or something?"

"She can take care of herself, Jean. Just as she has for the last three
years." Tom didn't feel that this was the time to tell his near
hysterical wife that he was quite certain that his daughter had taken
the plunge into sex... some time ago actually.

"Besides," he added, the Walters are quite well-respected around here...
they've been coming for the summer for years."

Jean sighed and tried to calm her nerves. It wasn't actually Linda that
concerned her. She loved the girl, but Paul was her own flesh and blood!
It was her son that had her worried, and yes, she had to admit it...
jealous!

"Look," her husband offered. "If it will make you feel any better, I'll
make up some excuse to drop by the Walter's this afternoon. You'll trust
my judgment of them, I hope."

Jean looked gratefully at her husband, "Oh, Tom... I would really
appreciate it. I know I'm being horrid, but I would feel a lot better if
I knew what kind of parents those kids had."

"Okay there, now stop worrying about it." Tom knew he could find some
excuse to stop by the Walters, and besides, he wouldn't mind having
another look at that sexy little Cindy. He couldn't help feeling the
animal magnetism of the girl. Just looking at her made a man think of
sex and it was hard for him to suppress a smile as he thought of Paul
fucking her, as he was certain he was.

Tom didn't bother to think of some phony excuse. Why shouldn't he make
it a point to meet the Walters since the kids were such good friends? He
was their father, after all.

Approaching the house from the front walk, Tom received no answer to his
knock and he was just turning to leave when he heard the sound of
splashing from the pool in back of the house. Assuming they were all
outside, the father walked around the sprawling house to enter the pool
area from the side gate. He was surprised to see not four swimmers, but
one... Cindy Walters, swimming back and forth in the pool with fluid,
powerful strokes. Tom couldn't help but admire the young girl's grace
and skill, among other things, and he paused to watch silently until she
had finished her laps and gracefully pulled her ripe young body from the
pool.

"Hi Cindy!" he greeted her brightly. "You're some swimmer!"

"Oh, hi Mr. Stevenson," she replied, a surprised look on her pretty
face. Her bikini was wet, revealing more of her bronzed young body than
he'd seen before. Her dark hair curled softly about her angelic face and
she gave him a wide smile. He could hardly keep his eyes from her
crotch, where the wet bikini was like a second layer of skin, outlining
the thin, vertical little slit of her pussy clearly. He could even see a
couple of stray strands of dark pubic hair curling out from the tight
fitting bottom.

Cindy eyed him curiously. "What a nice surprise... " she said in a
slightly teasing tone.

"Well, I was passing right by your place and I thought it might be nice
to drop in and meet your folks... "

"Oh, well they aren't here." Cindy replied, a strange expression
crossing her face. "In fact, nobody's here," she added, giving him what
appeared to be a seductive little smile.

"But why don't you come on in. Maybe you'd like a nice cold beer?" She
turned and walked towards the house and he followed her, noting the way
her cute little buttocks jiggled up and down as she walked. Her wet
bikini bottom pressed tightly into the crevice of her ass-cheeks. She
had a very sensual way of walking, Tom thought and her firm thighs
barely touched as she headed for the kitchen.

She came back with two beers and handed him one, eyeing him pertly and
letting her eyes drop to his crotch where the bulge was beginning to
grow. Her eyes sparkled and she suppressed a smile. "It was very nice of
you to stop by, Mr. Stevenson," she said deciding not to mention her
parents until he brought the subject up again.

Tom couldn't quite figure her out, but he knew she was an aggressive
little sexpot and he'd better watch his step. "Where is everyone?" he
asked, wondering what she was doing alone in the house.

"Oh, they all went into the village to see a movie," the teenaged girl
replied, staring at him boldly. "They'll probably be gone for the rest
of the afternoon." She let her voice trail off suggestively and Tom knew
she wanted him to know they'd be alone in the house. In spite of her
youth, Cindy was an expert at leading a man on, Tom thought ruefully.
Whatever else she was, he thought, she was a beauty with a shape as
lovely as his own daughter's. It occurred to him that Paul must be putty
in her hands and he wondered suddenly about her older brother and his
daughter, Linda. There was no doubt in his mind that the four of them
had some wild sex parties!

"How's the water?" he asked, to make conversation and divert his own
thoughts from her body.

"It's okay," she replied, "but I hate swimming alone."

Tom thought she probably hated to do anything alone. "Yes," he said in
what he hoped was a fatherly tone. "Most of us just don't know what to
do with our thoughts when we're alone."

Cindy gave him a quizzical look and Tom made an effort to get back to a
normal level of thinking. Cindy knew exactly what effect she was having
on him, Tom knew, and she was enjoying every minute of it. She had the
attitude that no male had ever said no to anything she had ever wanted.

"Would you wait just one minute, Mr. Stevenson, while I get out of this
wet suit?" the young girl asked coyly. She walked towards the door,
loosening her bikini top as she did so. She paused at the door, a sultry
smile on her lips, her young breasts almost completely exposed and
looked back. "I'll just be a minute... "

She disappeared and Tom wanted to laugh at the child's obvious efforts
at leading him on, except it really wasn't funny. She was deadly with
her beauty and charms! He had no doubt that she would go all the way, if
he let her. She had no idea of the stakes of the game she was playing...
Tom knew he could lose everything that mattered in his life for a few
minutes fucking while to her it would be no more than a new adventure, a
new conquest! She was still a child by law, in spite of what her body
told him, and even though she was the one asking for it, it would still
be a case of statutory rape!

The thought made him shudder and Tom decided he'd better get the hell
out while he could. He finished his beer in one long swallow and walked
towards the hall down which she had disappeared to call her name. He
waited, then called again. He was growing angry, but he was also curious
as to the nature of her silly game... he was certain she heard him.

He found himself becoming aroused. His cock was already bulging out
against his pants. He could think of nothing more delightful than
getting his cock into that tight little cunt. What if she really wanted
to be fucked? What if she weren't just game playing?

He took a tentative step down the hall and called her name again. This
time she responded, calling to him from one of the bedrooms. "In here,
Mr. Stevenson... come on in... "

Tom lost the battle with himself then and there. She wasn't game playing
and neither was he. If that hot little number wanted to feel a man-sized
cock shoved up her hot little cunt, that's what she would get! The
thought of fucking the little vixen was too overpowering and Tom made
the fatal step across the threshold into her room.

She was stretched out waiting for him on the bed. The filtered sunlight
brought a translucent sheen to her silken skin causing his cock to jerk
into rigid hardness at the erotic picture of loveliness. The sight of
the velvety softness of her perfectly shaped breasts crowned by cherry
like nipples caused his throat to constrict and his mouth to go dry with
the raging desire to devour every part of her luscious young body.

"Like what you see, Mr. Stevenson?" she taunted, her eyes glassy with
lust.

In spite of his easy way with women, Tom was frozen to the spot, not
able to believe he was willing to allow this insanity, yet knowing there
was no turning back, not now...

He moved as if in a trance to her bed, aware that his cock was already
hard as a rock and was within range she reached up a slender arm and
pulled him forward, placing his hand on the softly resilient flesh of
her breast. The nipple was already hardening and the fullness and
firmness of it made his blood begin to pound.

"Just get on top of me and fuck me," she said hoarsely, as she tried to
unbuckle his belt. Tom didn't care now. He quickly stripped and lay down
beside her, his hand running over the young ripe breasts, playing with
the nipples and kneading the white flesh hungrily. He would have liked
to jump on her right away and fuck her like she'd asked, but there were
far too many goodies he wanted to taste first.

He ran his hand down over her body, feeling the flat, almost boyish
stomach, and the soft pubic down that barely covered her pussy-lips,
spreading them and probing inside to find her clitoris. He massaged the
areas surrounding it, feeling her respond by writhing and arching her
hips upward. He felt the throbbing bud of pink flesh jerk
uncontrollably, hard and hot. He stroked it with his extended middle
finger, then he moved one of his hands underneath her to feel the
beautifully curved mounds of her buttocks.

She spread her legs wider as his finger moved about inside her pussy,
while the finger of the other hand stole slowly up between the crevice
of her buttocks and toyed with her tiny puckered asshole. She gasped
with pleasure and spread her legs even wider to allow him freer access
to both her openings.

Positioning himself between her legs, the lust-crazed man forced her
slender legs still wider with his knees. He continued to play with the
rubbery ring of her anus, wondering if she would be able to take his
cock into it without pain or harm. She squirmed down on his probing
finger, telling him that she enjoyed anal play. Tom moved downward again
so that he could reach her cunt and anus easier and went deeper into her
anus with one finger while he used three fingers to massage her clitoris
and inner pussy.

She was moaning now in pure enjoyment. Tom's cock felt as if it would
burst from the pressures building inside his balls. He had to get it
into her quickly or he would shoot his cum without ever even touching
her cunt!

He moved upward, grasping her legs in his hands and pulled her toward
him until his rock hard cock lay in the wet valley formed by her pussy
lips. He bent her legs back toward her head, enthralled by the
lascivious sight of her openly spread young cunt lips, ready and waiting
to receive his throbbing organ and the very touch of it against her
pussy lips made him gasp and moan with anticipation and desire.

The skin of her young body against his in the half-light of her girlish
bedroom was an incredible unknown sensation for Tom. She was the same
age as his daughter. It was then that Tom knew why he had been so easily
overcome by the charms of the wanton child... she was offering him what
he had wanted since he'd laid eyes on his own daughter's luscious
teenage body... he hadn't known it before, but by now he was sure, he
wanted to fuck his own daughter!

Cindy's legs were drawn back and he let his weight down on her young
body so that her firmly developing young breasts were pushing against
his chest. Her face was only scant inches away and he could feel her hot
sweet breath brushing against his cheek. She was trembling with desire
and began to moan softly, as if begging him to slip his cock deep up
inside her teasingly writhing little cunt.

He found her lips and began kissing her passionately, feeling her suck
his tongue deep into her mouth. Tom had never tasted such sweetness, and
he completely gave himself over to the fantasy that he was fucking his
own little daughter, Linda.

Suddenly she arched her body and reached underneath him to massage his
balls almost causing him to explode into orgasm. He could feel the
moisture of her vagina as his cock rubbed against her cunt lips and it
felt as if she were contracting them to suck the whole of it up inside.

His mouth was locked to hers and he felt her hands leave his balls and
grab the thick shaft of his throbbing cock, sliding the foreskin
teasingly up and down, driving him closer to orgasm. She caressed his
spongy cock with her cool fingers and he almost cried out with joy and
the need to fuck it to her hotly teasing little cunt.

The scent of her was heady, like a summer garden in the rain. He wished
he could touch every part of her at the same time... she was like a
sex-goddess and he was a willing worshipper at her shrine. He moved his
chest from side to side, brushing her hard nipples with the tickly hairs
of his chest and she moaned again and again. "You feel so good... " she
whispered hoarsely. "All of you feels wonderful."

Still fondling his cock, she ran her other hand over his buttocks and
along his shoulders to pull him down close to her. Then, she buried her
face in his neck, sucking at his flesh with her lips and nibbling at it
with her teeth. She ran her tongue over the muscles of his neck and he
could feel her hair against his cheeks as she began to roll her hips
against his pulsating cock, her wet pussy teasing it into full
readiness.

"Oh, fuck me now, Mr. Stevenson!" she whispered in a strained voice and
the lewd words aroused him to a fever pitch. Regardless of the cost, he
was going to fuck this little cock-tease until she begged for mercy!

She took a firm grip on his rigidly throbbing cock as he raised up
slightly, groaning as she felt the size of it. She guided the swollen
head of it to her cunt, using it to part the soft, frizzy little hairs
of her pussy lips and pushing upward with her pelvis to allow the stiff
pole to slip up inside her inner cunt walls.

Tom drove his hips forward, carefully at first, and he felt his
desire-bloated cock slide easily into the wet folds of her smoldering
young vagina. Encouraged, he began to push harder, picking up speed
rapidly as he felt her respond. Her wet cunt walls seemed to clutch
hungrily at his stabbing cock drawing it in even deeper.

He knew now that she could take it all, and he settled into a steady
rhythm of lunges that drove it further up into her hot little pussy with
each stroke.

She moaned softly as it sank into her, moving so that her quivering cunt
was wide open. And, still, Tom hadn't given it all to her. He knew she
wanted it and that she could take it all, and more! He was already
bouncing the head of it off the deep walls of her sizzling pussy and her
vagina was slippery with her own lubricating juices as she tried to
adapt her own upward lunges to his deep thrusting cock. She sure knew
what it was all about, Tom thought, and he was certain that his own
daughter Linda, was every bit as knowledgeable as this little bitch was.

His throbbing cock filled her hot little cunt with so much pleasure that
she wanted to scream for joy. She tried to screw her cunt up onto his
cock by twisting and turning her hips and she attempted to pull even
more of him inside her. Tom let go then and began to ram his rigid cock
into her as hard and deep as it would go, slamming into her hotly
enveloping pussy like a greased piston. Her cunt wrapped around it like
a warm velvet glove.

His sperm swollen balls smacked wetly as they slapped against her
puckered anus and his bulbous cock-head hit bottom. She let out a
muffled scream as the hot rod of flesh seemed to bore right up into her
belly sending searing pleasure-pain throughout her body. She had
misjudged him. He was much bigger than she had imagined and now his cock
was hammering home against her cervix, as if it would batter down the
walls. His pelvis was mashing down her damp pubic hair, and she felt she
was totally under his control. Tom knew she was too, reveling in the
feeling of strength and dominance the knowledge gave him.

He felt ruthless as he deliberately used all his power to ram his cock
as far up into the depths of her teasing little cunt as he could. She'd
damn well asked for it!

After the initial shock had subsided, Cindy felt delicious pleasure
welling up inside her and she adjusted her body so that she could grind
her cunt up hard against his rampaging hardness. She arched her hips,
trying to use her cuntal muscles to suck his jack-hammering cock even
deeper into her cunt. She wriggled with joy as she felt it fill her
pussy, every tiny part of it, and she moaned with delight.

Tom could tell that the hot little bitch was made for fucking. She
wallowed in the sexual pleasure she was receiving and by doing so she
provided even greater thrills for him. He felt his sperm building up and
he knew he couldn't wait much longer. Her tightly clinging pussy slid up
and down on his cock as it pounded into her and she pushed hard up
against him. He was by now too involved in fucking the hot little girl
to worry about anything or anybody and he knew that she was loving it
every bit as much as he was.

He stared in lustful fascination as her sleek young cunt-lips opened
wide to accept his large cock, the dark pubic hairs parting wide and his
turgid member disappearing deep up into the depths of her.

He withdrew slowly until only the head remained inside, then slammed it
cruelly all the way inside her pussy, bringing moans of pleasure from
her lips. He wondered who had been the first to discover this sexy
little gold mine and he knew it wasn't Paul. >From the way she was
bucking beneath him, he could tell she had been fucking for years.

He felt little stabs of pain as she dug her fingernails into the flesh
of his back and it titillated his senses. He liked a little violence
with his sex.

Her pelvis began to grind hard against his and he felt his juices
bubbling up inside his bloated balls, warning that they had to be
spilled soon. She began to moan and gasp and Tom could tell she was as
close to her climax as he was to his. He increased the speed of his
flaming strokes into her even more wildly flaming pussy. Even her
ass-cheeks seemed to grab at his balls as they bounced wetly against her
anus, and low groans came from deep in his throat as he felt his orgasm
soaring beyond the point of control.

She thrashed about madly, rolling her head from side to side, delirious
with lust. "Please, Mr. Stevenson... harder, fuck me harder! Oh God!"
she gasped. "Fuck me more... harder... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Her fingers were digging at his back, the nails biting deep into his
flesh and the hair on his chest was cruelly rubbing over her hard
nipples as she rolled about beneath his muscular body. She slammed her
greedy cunt up as hard as she could against his downward strokes and her
belly jerked wildly as her cunt contracted spasmodically around his
rhythmically pistoning penis.

Finally the teenage girl could no longer control the cries that escaped
from her throat. She began to moan incoherent obscenities, her young
voice resounding loudly throughout the house.

Tom could feel his own pubic hair matted up with the juices from her
cunt and his own perspiration as she launched into the first of a series
of orgasms that shook her body with passion. She groaned and gurgled,
her body out of control, hips jerking upward crazily as his cock slammed
deep into the burning cavern of her steaming young pussy. He could feel
her tingling clitoris dancing about, and he tried to keep steady
friction on it with his infucks, but he too was losing control. He knew
that she was on her way to a wildly bursting orgasm, part of which she
had already experienced and he was concentrating on his own needs.

He pulled his pile-driving cock out a bit more with each upward pull of
his hips, then plunged it mercilessly to the hilt of her excitedly
flooding young cunt, loving the sound of her grunts of pleasure. He was
vitally aware of the feel of her cunt caressing his pulsing cock with
each movement he made, and he relaxed all efforts to control himself,
fucking her like a madman as Cindy screamed out wildly in uncontrolled
pleasure.

The bed was almost moving about the floor with the violence of their
passion, and as her body came up to meet his in a series of mindless
thrusts he felt his cock trembling with the need to shoot his cum up
into her belly. At last, the man let go completely, allowing his sperm
to shoot up his massive shaft and flood out into her hotly welcoming
pussy. As she felt his hot fluid beginning to splash against the walls
of her vagina, she seemed to go wild, her body jerking up and down
uncontrollably beneath him, her breath coming in sobs as she cried out
over and over again, "I'm cumming... I'm cumming, I'm
cummmmmmiiiinnnng... don't stop fucking it... don't stop!"

As he plunged into the center of her cunt, the lust maddened man knew
she loved fucking as much as he did... she was sexual dynamite!

He groaned with delight as his orgasm began to end and the young girl
moaned aloud, her eyes closed with the intensity of her final cum.

Neither of the two were aware, in their satiated states, of the young
blonde standing outside the door, fingering herself while she stared
with lust-glazed eyes at the incredible spectacle of her own father
madly fucking her own step-brother's girlfriend.

It was just too wonderful, the stunned girl thought, just too good to be
true! If her father was willing to fuck Cindy, he should be willing to
fuck her! Oh wow! she breathed to herself, the possibilities were
endless!


Chapter 6

Jean Stevenson woke late; glancing at the clock beside the bed she saw
that it was already past ten and she scolded herself harshly for being
so lazy. Yet she knew it wasn't laziness that kept her clinging too long
to the sweet oblivion of sleep, it was her reluctance to face herself
and her problems.

She looked over at her husband, faintly snoring beside her on the bed.
He too was sleeping in, but then he had not come to bed until much later
than she. Jean studied the handsome dark man for a long moment. Why had
he rejected her sexual advances the night before?

She had been so eager for it and had tried to let him know in every
subtle way she could imagine. Finally, after getting no response all
evening, she had donned her sexiest nglige and retired early, hoping
he would follow. But it hadn't worked. He kissed her goodnight tenderly
and lovingly, but he remained downstairs, staring thoughtfully into the
fire.

She knew Tom was not petty enough to be paying her back" for her sexual
aloofness during the past week. It was something more than that. She was
sorry she had only been able to respond half- heartedly to him this last
week, but he seemed to have understood, never having been offended
enough to forego making love to her.

Well, she thought with determination, this is a new day. It makes no
sense to dwell on problems that don't have a ready solution, she told
herself, especially such ill-defined problems as those that were
plaguing her. There was really nothing specific, except the sex with Tom
which she knew was only temporary... but still, there was something
else... some nagging worry, a sense of restless unfulfillment that
plagued her relentlessly and gnawed at her sense of well being.

Determined to put it out of her mind, the beautiful dark- haired woman
stole out of bed and dressed quietly so as not to awaken her husband.
She tried to tell herself that the children were fine, that she and Tom
were fine, that everything was okay.

Tom had assured her that the kids were having good clean fun at the
Walter's house, that there was plenty there to keep them occupied,
horses, swimming pool, game room, and she should not worry. Although he
had not the opportunity to meet the Walters, he felt certain they were
nice people.

Jean was grateful to Tom for having dropped in on them, and she did feel
much better about Paul and Linda spending so much time there, but she
still felt left out of things. She felt guilty of jealousy and tried not
to let it show to the children or her husband.

She started preparing breakfast for her family and Paul came into the
kitchen and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Hi Mom!" he said and
without thinking Jean grabbed him and hugged him for a moment. "Hi
honey," she said warmly, then blushed at her emotional display.

Paul sat at the table chatting with her as she busied herself with
breakfast. He had felt very grown up since he met Cindy and he wished he
could tell his mother about it. Cindy was wild, and had more than taken
care of his sexual needs, but a guy just didn't discuss those things
with his mother. And besides, there was something shaky about Cindy. He
wanted more, although he wasn't sure of what, and Cindy just wasn't the
kind of girl you ever thought about loving permanently.

Linda came in and waved gaily, giving them both a light kiss and sat
down beside him at the table. "Smells great in here," she said brightly.
Paul felt a wave of love rush over him for her... she meant much more to
him than Cindy ever would, in spite of the fun he and Cindy shared.
That's all it was... fun.

As she served them, Jean said with a smile. "I have to go do some
shopping today... how would it be if I bought some nice steaks and you
invite the Walter's over her for dinner. After all, it must be your turn
to entertain, and we still haven't met Jerry."

She thought if she made a special effort to sort of make up for her
jealousy and suspicions about the Walters it might help put her back in
her husband's good graces too.

"Hey! Great idea, mom!" Paul responded happily. He thought instantly
that it could be embarrassing too since he didn't think his mom liked
Cindy too much but when he looked at Linda, she was lit up with smiles.

"Gee, that's really a great idea!", she said brightly, wondering how her
dad would act with Cindy right here in the same house after he had
fucked her hot little ears off the other day?

"We'll go over right after breakfast and invite them," Paul said, then
added as an afterthought, "need any help with the shopping?" He was glad
when she said no.

Jean was elated that the kids had agreed so readily to her suggestion
and was looking forward to spending an evening with them... and their
friends, she told herself.

They all looked up when Tom walked into the kitchen looking fresh and
relaxed. He kissed his wife on the mouth and as he sat down at the
table, facing his daughter, she burst out: "Guess what dad! We're going
to have Cindy and Jerry over for dinner tonight!" She enjoyed his blush
at the mention of Cindy's name and she wondered how he would react if he
knew that she had watched the whole thing with he and Cindy in her
bedroom yesterday afternoon.

"I hope you don't mind, honey." Jean said, anxious for his approval.

He waved a hand irritably, and said sharply. "Of course I don't mind."
He caught himself and grinned at the kids. "Sure, that's great... we'll
have a ball!"

Tom detected a lurid grin on his daughter's face, but he put it down to
his own guilty conscience and even Paul caught the false note in his
step-father's voice, but couldn't figure it out.

After everyone had finished breakfast Jean sat down to make out her
shopping list. She felt as if she had taken a positive step toward
getting close to the kids, and she vowed to herself that she would be
nice to the Walter kids tonight. This dinner would be just the
beginning, she told herself, they would share many more happy evenings
together.

Tom wandered about the house aimlessly for a few minutes, then decided
to go outside and work in the yard to take his mind off his
disconcerting thoughts. He felt guilty as he watched his lovely wife
walking out towards the car. "Anything special I can get you from town,
honey?" she asked as she passed him. Tom reached out for her and drew
her close, kissing her tenderly on the mouth. "Just bring yourself back
to me honey," he said huskily. She blushed and turned away, saying that
she would be back in a couple of hours. Tom cursed himself as he watched
her trim hips swaying, her legs blending perfectly into her torso. How
could he have fucked that cheap little bitch when he had the best woman
in the world waiting, every night, for the rest of his life!

Jean drove off and Tom busied himself in the yard. He looked up in
surprise at the sound of his daughter's voice calling to him from the
house, he'd thought she and Paul had gone over to the Walter's.

"Daddy, could you come into the kitchen for a moment?" she asked
sweetly, observing him coolly from the door. "Sure, baby," he said
good-naturedly, thinking that he and his daughter really hadn't had the
chance to be alone together. Perhaps she wanted to have a heart to heart
talk with him while Paul and Jean were out of the house.

He stepped into the livingroom to find his daughter sitting on the couch
waiting for him dressed in her provocative tight fitting shorts and
halter top that revealed all her intimate parts to the most casual
observer. Tom was embarrassed as he realized that hot waves of lust were
shooting all over his body, emanating from deep in his loins. That damn
little slut Cindy! She's responsible for all this, he thought. He knew
that in spite of his love and happiness with Jean, no man in his right
mind would be able to turn down a little number like Cindy. The fact
that he'd succumbed to her charms wasn't what really bothered him, and
at that instant, he knew in a sudden intuitive flash what it was that
really frightened him. Cindy had awakened a latent desire in him for
Linda... his own daughter! Even as he was fucking the little bitch he
had fantasized she was Linda. He had tried to block that part from his
memory, but seeing her here before him now, it all came flooding back.
Tom felt his head spinning... he was even imagining a seductive look on
his own baby girl's face right now! "I thought you and I might take
advantage of being alone, Daddy." Linda said with a wicked grin.

"Uh... sure honey... we really haven't... uh... been alone much, have
we?" Tom quickly took a seat in an effort to hide his erection from his
daughter's inquisitive eyes. "Was there anything in particular you
wanted to talk about with me honey?" he asked, growing more unreasonably
nervous by the moment while his own daughter sat sadistically observing
her squirming father.

"Well, Daddy, there is something that's been sort of bothering me... "
she began, looking at him with as much innocence as she was capable of
mustering and pretending to measure her words.

"Go on, honey," Tom urged, his heart going out to her. He realized with
a sharp pang of regret how unavailable he'd been to her in the last
three years and at the same time began to understand more of the guilt
that Jean had been going through because of the same reason.

"You know how you always say, 'anything between two people that love
each other is all right'?" she asked, waiting for his response.

Tom nodded, wondering what in God's name she was going to hit him with.

Tom felt as though a bomb had dropped in his living room. His face
blanched and he felt as though there was an explosion in his crazily
spinning brain. "What are you talking about?" he asked, surprised by the
calmness of his own voice.

"I'm talking about the way you fucked Cindy yesterday," Linda said, no
longer able to keep up her coy act. "I was wondering if you two were in
love and if it was all right."

"Oh Jesus Christ... " Tom moaned, not believing his ears.

"Well, Daddy," she pressed sadistically. "Is it... all right to fuck
whoever you want whenever you want to?"

The full implication of her words slowly registered on the confused
father's brain and he cursed softly under his breath. "How could I have
raised such a viper?" he asked himself aloud.

"You didn't Daddy," she replied in a flat, cold voice.

Tom's glance shot upward to look at his daughter directly in the eyes.
Linda knew she had hurt her father deeply with her last remark and she
was immediately sorry.

"I did the best I could... " he said in a low, barely audible voice,
sinking dejectedly down onto the couch, his face empty of expression.

Linda knew, she had known all along, just as Paul had know, that the
only reason either of their parents had left them for three years was to
be able to eventually provide the best possible advantages for their
children. Linda had never for a moment doubted her father's love, and
now she was overcome by shame and sorrow for having hurt him so deeply.
Forgetting herself and her intentions for the moment, Linda rose from
her seat and moved towards her father to place her arms affectionately
around his neck. The tears were flowing freely from her beautiful blue
eyes and burying her face in her father's neck she sobbed, "Oh, Daddy...
Daddy! Please forgive me... I didn't mean to hurt you, I love you and I
know you love me... oh, please believe me, Daddy!"

Tom gathered her in his arms in a way he had not allowed himself to do
since she was a little girl. "I know... I know baby," he crooned,
holding her soft young body close to his powerful chest. She was right!
Linda was absolutely right! His long-spouted philosophy about freedom of
sexual expression didn't mean a damn if he wasn't able to admit to
himself that he wanted his daughter in a sexual way, the same way she
wanted him!

He sat holding his daughter for long moments, rocking her gently in his
arms and kissing away her tears. "I love you, Daddy... and I want you...
I want you like I've never wanted anyone. I can't help it if it's
wrong... I can't help how I feel... "

She held her mouth up and Tom couldn't resist. He bent down to kiss her
passionately, literally jumping with excitement as he felt her tiny pink
tongue dart into his mouth. He could feel her nipples beneath the flimsy
halter harden against his bare chest, and all the illicit thrills he had
felt yesterday when he had imagined he was fucking her came back to him
a hundred fold. As her soft, sweet lips pressed against his he felt the
years drop away from his body. It was a thrill comparable to only one
other in his life... the first time he had fucked her mother, his first
wife, gone now for so many years. He had not allowed himself to admit
that Linda was the ghost of her mother. He had pushed it from his mind
with the help of Jean, although neither of them knew it.

Without fully realizing what he was doing, Tom deftly removed his
daughter's halter top, allowing her full, ripe breasts to tumble free.
The beautiful pink little nipples glowed like cherries in the early
afternoon sun and Tom bent further to begin nibbling gently on one,
bringing soft whimpers of delight from deep in her throat. He went to
the other one, sucking and nibbling, until both were hard and erect and
Linda was panting with aroused emotions as she clutched her father's
dark head to her breast.

The feel and taste of his daughter's sweet young breasts in his mouth
was driving Tom wild with desire. He was still in a mild state of shock
at the sudden realization of his unadmitted yearning, and he knew beyond
a doubt that this was the moment for which he had been eagerly, though
unconsciously, waiting a lifetime!

As though in a daze, he reached for her round, curvy buttocks with both
hands, cupping them tightly as he pulled her pelvis close to his hard
cock. He felt her involuntarily responding by pressing her little cunt
up hard against him and he wanted to fuck her right then and there.
Instead, he set her gently on her feet and she stood before her father,
quivering with delicious expectation while he slipped her tiny shorts
down over her ripely swelling young hips and long, slender legs. No
words were spoken; they were both emotionally far beyond the realm of
mere words, but for what seemed an interminably long moment, Tom sat
staring in awe at the perfect beauty of his daughter's body. He was
suddenly aware of how young she really was, how fresh and sweet, yet how
totally sexual, totally feminine she was... the very quintessence of
femininity... his daughter... his very own beautiful daughter!

His eyes seemed to be caressing every inch of her body. Linda could
actually feel the tingling sensations of love and lust spiraling through
her being as his eyes seemed to burn through her and she could not
control the little moan that escaped her lips as her pussy became wet
and warm with no more than the very thought of being fucked by her very
own father. She had been driven absolutely insane yesterday by just the
sight and sound of him fucking Cindy and now it was going to happen! He
was going to fuck her, and she knew it would be the most important
moment of her life!

For a fleeting instant Tom tried to force himself to consider the
consequence of his actions, but it was useless. He was consumed by the
desire to fuck his own Linda. She wanted it... he wanted it... and they
loved each other. Nothing else mattered to him at that moment, nothing
in the world was as important as their mutual need for each other.

As if on cue, both father and daughter sank down to the middle of the
livingroom floor, mindless of where they were and who they were. Linda
lay still, reveling in the feel of her father's hands exploring every
curve and hollow of her body. He began to nibble hungrily at her breasts
again and at the same time he slipped a hand beneath her buttocks and
gently eased his fingers into the crevice of her ass cheeks until he had
penetrated her virginal little anus with one outthrust probing finger.
He began to ease his finger in and out of her tiny puckered anus as he
kept on nibbling and sucking at her breasts while the ripple of desire
coursed through Linda's body.

Tom ran his middle finger into the wetness of her pussy and wondered how
long he would be able to resist sticking his cock in her sweet little
girl cunt. He let his fingers wander deeper into the hot wetness of his
daughter's cunt as he massaged her clitoris, parting her soft, smooth
cunt lips, she nearly fainted from the thrilling sensation taking
possession of her body. She was dazed, and began to moan out softly,
over and over... "Daddy... yes, daddy... do it, please don't stop... "

Tom moved his extended middle finger so that it penetrated deep into the
cavern of her womb, fingerfucking her to the rhythm of his pummeling
finger that was still worming hotly around up in her rectum.

Linda was almost out of control and began to jerk spasmodically as he
increased the pressure of his fingers and his sucking and nibbling of
her nipples. She was like a tiny baby in his hands and Tom continued to
arouse her with his fingers running in and out of her anus and cunt at
the same time while he sucked her breast.

The pleasure rushing through the blonde teenager's body was driving her
mad... it was as though every bit of her was being fucked at once!

Tom was afraid that he might cum right then as his daughter squirmed and
writhed beneath his skillful manipulations. She seemed about to faint,
and Tom finally released her, causing her to cry out in mindless lust,
"Oh! Daddy... no, don't stop... I have to cum!" Her belly was heaving
and her hips were writhing with her need. "Daddy!" she gasped, "Fuck me!
Please fuck me now!"

Tom's cock was stiff and throbbing and he had it tucked straight up
under his shorts. It throbbed with the need to find release in his
daughter's hot little cunt, but the father was determined to build her
up to it as long as possible. This was the most important long-awaited
fuck of both their lives and he didn't want to rush it any more than
necessary. He wanted to savor every bit of his daughter's luscious young
body and he wanted to give her a fuck she would remember for as long as
she lived. This may be the last time, he thought, or it may not... the
future did not exist. All he knew was that it was the first time for him
and Linda and as such he vowed to give the milestone event its just due.

The passion-driven father rose to his knees and taking his daughter's
legs in his hands, spread them wide to kneel in front of her openly
splayed pussy. He then stretched out on his belly, resting on his arms
and elbows and Linda spread her legs wider so that he could see into the
wet folds of her teenage cunt. The wispy mist of blonde pubic curls did
little to conceal the slit formed by her swollen pink pussy lips.

The sight of Linda's nakedly exposed young cunt, presented so
unashamedly, even proudly, to his lustful gaze drove shudders of hot
excitement up and down his body. She shifted even closer to his mouth
and arched her hips a bit so that her father could see the whole of her
cunt, causing his cock to leap against the confines of his pants.

He groaned uncontrollably, speaking for the first time since he kissed
her, "Ohhh, baby... what a sweet, beautiful little pussy!" He put his
strong hands on the inside of her creamy thighs and spread them even
wider. He could see the delicious drops of her cunt juices gleaming in
her pubic hair and glistening on the lips of her pussy. Then at last, he
slowly bent his head down to her succulent pussy, crushing his mouth
against the mound of her exciting flesh. His tongue darted inside
quickly and began to flick over her clitoris, causing her to squirm with
unimagined pleasure.

She arched still higher to allow his plundering tongue to go deeper and
deeper, moaning with helpless arousal.

Tom made his tongue as hard and flat as he could as he ran it over her
clitoris while Linda jerked wildly under his touch, almost beside
herself with intense pleasure. Suddenly, her legs flew up and locked
around her father's neck, fastening his mouth even harder on her pussy.
He began to probe deeper with his tongue, trying to touch all of it at
once from the top to the bottom and to the walls. He was licking
furiously, and the pungent, musky taste of her young pussy was arousing
him to the point of insanity. He knew he would not hold off much longer;
he would have to fuck her soon. He drew the soft pink flesh of his
daughter's cunt into his mouth and nibbled it gently, letting his teeth
rake over the clitoris as he released it. Then, unable to hold off
another second, Tom took his mouth from her pubic mound and stood up to
take off his pants. At last his jerking cock sprang free of the
confining fabric and stood straight out. While his aching balls seethed
with pent-up sperm. The sight of her father's enormous rod sent Linda
into raving fits of ecstatic expectation. Despite the waves of lust that
had so totally filled her young body by her father's darting tongue
flicking in and out of her pussy, she knew she could never be satisfied
until he was shoving his monstrous cock up inside her, fucking her
totally, filling her belly and then finally, spilling his wonderful cum
deep up inside her!

Totally driven by lust, she kicked her legs out wide and begged, "Oh
Daddy... please, please! Fuck me, Daddy... fuck me now!"

Tom stared down at the wide-open pussy that had aroused him so with its
sweet virginal taste. He knew that he had to get his cock inside it
soon, he was about to explode with passion and his daughter's hot young
cunt was more than ready for him. The pink flesh and sparse pubic hair
surrounding the tight hole were wet from his tongue and from her own
juices that now lubricated her inner-vaginal walls fully. She had never
in her life felt a greater need.

At last, he knelt again between her legs, and her cuntal opening seemed
even smaller than before as he compared it with the head of his huge
swollen cock. Linda watched in fascination as he grasped his hotly
jerking hardness by the shaft. It was huge, more magnificent than any
she had ever seen and although she felt it would tear her apart she
didn't care... she wanted it... she wanted her father's cock more than
she had ever wanted anything... she had to have it or she knew she would
die.

She moaned loudly with pleasure as she felt her father pushing both her
legs up high, revealing her naked vagina. She knew that he was as
anxious as she was to get his cock inside. She lifted her cunt up in
offering and Tom arched his hips forward, aiming the bulbous head of his
cock at the young pussy and gasped as he made contact with its searing
warmth. He let his spongy cock-head rest just inside her coral-hued
pussy lips for a moment and then, reaching beneath her, he pulled her
little cunt tightly up to him. His rampant cock shot into her glistening
slit without any resistance and he was amazed that she could take so
much of it without screaming. He held her high and rammed deep up into
her vagina until he could feel the head of it tap the lower walls of her
pussy and she was beginning to moan loudly, but they were not moans of
pain, they were moans of pure pleasure!

Absurdly, in the middle of incestuously fucking his own daughter, Tom
was dimly aware of how many guys she must have let fuck her in her short
life to have stretched her cunt to this extent, but he quickly dismissed
all rational thoughts from his mind... this was no time to start
thinking!

Linda was totally lost in blissful fulfillment as her father's cock
rammed home again and again. She was on the brink of the most fantastic
orgasm of her life and she was so hungry and ready for it that she was
totally unaware of anything else in the universe.

Looking down, Tom watched his daughter's sweet cunt seeming to suck his
cock in and absorb every bit of it. He pulled her even closer ramming
his cock as far up inside her as it would go, feeling the hot passage
wrapping itself around the invading shaft like warmly clinging butter
and her moans of pleasure drove him to try to fuck her even deeper.

Linda tried to match his thrusts with upward thrusts of her own, but Tom
was hardly aware of anything but the searing pleasure that seemed to
fill his very soul. He paused as he withdrew all but the knob-like head
of it only to plunge it back deep up inside again.

Linda's normally angelic face was contorted with lust and her father was
stunned by the sight of it. She was hardly recognizable as his own
daughter! She seemed to be afire! Her cunt was scorching, her eyes
glazed over, and her lips drooling as she writhed in ecstasy beneath his
violent fucking.

Each time he drove his massive shaft in, Linda felt as if he were
jamming her helpless vagina up into her belly. And each time he
withdrew, it seemed to be sucking her cunt out with it. Yet, she was in
perfect accord with every lustful movement he made. Without even
realizing it, she screamed for him to give her more, always more, of his
hard, thrilling cock!

The huge, enlarged member was like a hammerhead, pounding against the
deep walls of her vagina and slamming fiery thrills deeper into her
cunt. It was sensational, all she had ever dreamed of and more. She
doubted if there would ever be another man who could bring her to the
lusty thrills that her father was giving her, but for now, she didn't
care. All that mattered was that he give her his cum and fill her to
overflowing with his hot juices!

The lust-crazed father was reaching the crest, and he slowed a little,
looking down at his pummeling cock disappearing into his daughter. She
was insatiable! She was perfect. He prided himself on having sired the
perfect fuck!

Linda was also on the brink of cumming and as his cock hit the bottom of
her quivering cunt, she jerked wildly, her arms and legs flailing about
as though she had lost all control of them. Her belly flattened as she
sucked in huge gulps of airs, expelling it in loud moans of joy,
mumbling incoherent words of pleasure.

She stared with unseeing eyes, oblivious to her surroundings, aware of
nothing but the fact that her body was being pleasured like she had
never dreamed it would be. Her young breasts heaved, the nipples
standing taut and pink, her creamy white flesh glowing with lustful
inner fire. She was lost in a world of ecstasy as her father rammed in
and out of her clasping cunt, knowing that they were both close... that
he and his beautiful little daughter were going to cum together.

Linda began to jerk wildly, her pelvis dancing crazily as she thrust
upward spasmodically.

"OoooohhhhDaaaadddy! I'm cumming!" she wailed, "Fuck my pussy! Cum
inside it! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"

His daughter's love cries added fuel to the flaming lust raging inside
his loins and as her voice gurgled into a moan, he felt his own cum
rising from his bloated balls and rushed rapidly through the shaft of
his cock, demanding the expulsion that would bring him the ultimate
thrill of fucking his delicious young daughter.

His searing cum shot from the tip of his cock as he buried it up in her
cunt and Linda's body began to jerk even more wildly as she felt the hot
sensation burning into every nerve ending of her body. She went insane,
she thought it would never end! Tremendous earth-shattering multiple
orgasms were rocketing through her body. Her father's passion was
pouring from his cock and filling her, filling every inch of her being,
filling her every pore! She felt that the moment was the peak of her
existence, her reason for living, reason enough for dying, it had to be
the end of the world!

Their bodies seemed to blend together into one frenzied blur of passion.
His cum was flooding from her cunt in great gushes and their lust locked
bodies were saturated with the sweat of passion and still the father
continued to pump his cum into his daughter's cunt until he was
completely drained. As the last tremors of pleasure shot through her
body from her clitoris, Linda too relaxed, and her father collapsed on
top of her, gasping desperately for breath. They both knew that the
world had disappeared, there was nothing left, nobody else existed...
there was only the two of them, father and daughter, in paradise.


Chapter 7

Jean Stevenson sang along happily to the music of her car radio,
enjoying the beautiful day and the pleasant drive through the mountains
into town. She felt proud of herself for being able to change her
negative, worried attitude about her children's affairs and quite
certain that tonight, she and Tom would more than make up for the past
week of sexual frustration and disappointment.

She chided herself gently for having been such a worrier, and let her
thoughts drift and wander aimlessly, feeling thoroughly happy and at
peace with the world. She noticed a fresh fruit and vegetable stand on
the side of the road and impulsively stopped, deciding the produce there
would be of a higher quality than in the supermarket, but when she went
to pay for her careful selections she discovered that she had left her
wallet at home.

Feeling silly, she apologized to the vendor and got back in her car to
turn back toward home. She was grateful to have realized her
carelessness when she did, instead of at the supermarket, all the way
into town. That would have really thrown me off schedule, she thought as
she entered the house rather sheepishly through the back door. She hoped
she wouldn't have to confront Tom--she was embarrassed to have done
anything so silly as to take off on a shopping trip without her wallet
and she didn't want to have to explain it.

The house seemed empty and quiet at first. Remembering that she had
given Paul a few dollars earlier, she assumed her wallet was still lying
on the coffee table in the living room and walked swiftly through the
kitchen and down the hall.

Then she heard it... the sound of Linda's voice... moaning! Her first
thought was that the girl was in pain and the lovely brunette quickened
her step, but then something made her stop. A muffled sound... very
definitely a masculine voice! My God, she thought, Linda and Jerry are
making love right here in the living room! Instinctively, she started to
turn away, but then, bristling with indignation, she moved toward the
living room door. The raw nerve of them, she thought angrily,
determining to put a stop to their wanton activities.

She peered around the doorjamb, half-frightened by what she might see,
but in no way prepared for the sight that met her incredulous eyes. Her
mouth fell open in stunned horror and she had to grip the door to keep
from falling. Her mind screamed out against what her eyes were
witnessing and she stood, frozen to the spot, unable to move. She
thought she was going to be ill, that she would scream, that she would
faint, but nothing happened... she was absolutely paralyzed with shock!
Linda was lying in the middle of the living room, her breasts bare and
her legs spread wide... and Tom, her own beloved husband and Linda's
father, was putting his mouth to her pussy!

When at last she regained her senses enough to move, she ran blindly,
mindlessly from the house. Her world was shattered, she was totally
devastated by the unimaginable shock of what she had seen. Her own
husband incestuously fucking his daughter! She almost fell down the
stairs in her haste to get outside into the air where she could breathe;
the walls of the house seemed to have closed in on her, she thought she
was losing her mind, that she had been pushed over the brink into
insanity.

Once in the open, she resorted to total instinct... the instinct of
flight. She would take her son and go! They would run as fast as they
could and as far as they could. How they would go, where they would go,
never crossed her mind, only that they leave! Her only thought was to
protect her son from this ultimate depravity, but where was he... where
was Paul! God only knew what Linda had done to him already!

The distraught mother took off running to the only place she knew to
look for her son, the Walter's house. They lived almost a half mile
away, and Jean ran through the trees like a frightened animal. Totally
winded by the time she arrived at the sprawling ranch-style home, she
stood in the trees beside the clearing to catch her breath and fought
desperately to regain control. Her mind was a torrent of conflicting
emotions... rage, pain, fear and... jealousy!

She knew the scene was etched forever on her brain. She would never be
able to erase the image of Tom with his head buried in his daughter's
pussy. She remembered how Tom's cock had probed into her own cunt--how
he had caressed her clitoris with his fingers and fucked savagely deep
into her cunt. He had told her how good she was for him, how much he
enjoyed fucking her... how he loved her... and there he was doing the
same thing to his daughter! Jean was too upset to even try to control
the twinge of desire that shot through her own body.

Jean had never before seen two people perform any kind of sexual act and
the sight of Linda's writhing body as Tom licked her cunt kept flashing
vividly through her brain. She wondered how long she had stood there
watching the obscene spectacle. She had no conception of time, but she
was acutely aware of her own arousal. Her pussy felt wet and tingling
and she was helplessly confused.

For an instant, she forgot why she was there, standing in the woods
outside the Walter's house, her hand having inadvertently gone to her
pussy. Paul, yes... she had to protect her son... she had to find Paul!

Bracing herself, she made her way up the path to the front door and
pounded on it angrily. Jerry answered, wearing only his swim trunks, and
he blushed as he saw her eyes drop to the bulge at the crotch.

"Yeah?" he said in a surly tone, eyeing the beautiful woman and
impressed by her shape.

"I'm Jean Stevenson," she snapped, almost pushing her way into the
house. "I've come for my son. Where is he?"

"Oh yeah," Jerry said, swigging at his beer and lewdly appraising her.
"Linda and Paul's mother." The tall blonde youth wondered how anyone's
mother could look so young and beautiful.

"I am Paul's mother, not Linda's," she retorted pointedly. "Where is my
son?" It was as though she were accusing Jerry of hiding Paul from her,
and he could see that she was pretty upset over something.

"Jeeze, lady! I don't know where the hell Paul is! I'm not his keeper,
you know!

"He's probably out with your slutty sister!" Jean blurted out without
thinking.

"Now, just hold on there a minute, lady!" Jerry said, bristling at her
slurring comment regarding his sister.

"I know what's been going on here!" Jean exploded angrily. "I know the
way Linda carries on, I know!"

"You mean you know that I'm fucking Linda and Paul is fucking my little
sister?" he responded casually, trying to fight back a lurid smile.

She became flustered at the way the young boy had used the word so
easily and she stammered, "Yes... I mean... no, I can't believe Paul
would... " The idea of discussing her son having sex seemed lewd and
wrong, yet it gave her a strange thrill. Jerry was smiling openly now,
his eyes taking in her heaving breasts and staring at the vee of her
thighs.

"Come on in, Mrs. Stevenson," he offered with a trace of sarcasm in his
voice. "We've been meaning to invite you and your husband in on the
party... matter of fact your husband's already been initiated into our
little group... "

"What are you talking about?" she asked, wondering if he knew about
Linda and Tom, too.

"I'm talking about your husband fucking my little sister's tits off!" he
said in a flat tone, "and it seems only right that you and I should be
getting even by doing the same thing... "

Her eyes widened and she saw that his cock was hardening quickly,
bulging out the swim trunks. She couldn't quite believe the boy's
words... what was he saying? Had Tom seduced Cindy too? What kind of man
had she married? How could she have been so wrong about him?

"Come on, Mrs. Stevenson... you do to me what everyone else is doing and
we'll all be even... we'll have some good times!"

"You're crazy!" Jean cried, yet she was fascinated by the lewd proposal.
She tried to regain her wits. "All I want to do is get my son and leave
this place, can't you understand that?" she asked helplessly.

"You don't understand, lady!" he shot back at her. "Your precious son
and your fine upstanding husband have both fucked my baby sister and I'm
planning to get even by fucking you. Got it? Now, I can either rape you
or you can cooperate and we can both have a good time... any way you
want suits me just fine!"

Jean's brain was reeling. She felt trapped and she stood dead still,
trying to decide what to do, trying to make sense out of the sudden
nightmare of insanity.

Jerry put his arm around her waist and led her into the bedroom. He was
already gloating over the idea of fucking Linda's stepmother. What a
deal! Mother and daughter, with the mother almost as alluring as the
daughter, and maybe even better in bed!

Jean's mind was in a frenzy. She allowed herself to be led mutely into
the bedroom. She felt she should try to resist him, but there was a
strong fascination for the boy. He was mature, handsome and daring. And,
in spite of herself, the idea of somehow getting back at Tom and Linda
both in a perverse way excited her.

She stood awkwardly, staring at the manly young body of Jerry Walters.
Almost automatically, she took off her clothes and stood before him,
completely naked. Jerry's cock was monstrous now as he watched her
undress. She was completely under his command, and he gasped at the
beauty of her body. Her breasts looked virginal, full and ripe, with
pinkish nipples that added to the girlish appearance of her bosom. Her
stomach was flat, curving smoothly into her crotch and he could see the
moist pussy lips beneath her dark pubic curls.

He stripped off his trunks, and Jean's nostrils flared as she saw the
size of his cock. It was almost as big as Tom's. She looked at his
muscular body, judging him to be about sixteen or seventeen. But he had
a virile maturity about him that had already set her cunt to tingling.
His penis was rigid, with the purplish head of it swollen with desire.
Jean licked her lips, hardly aware that she wanted to take it in her
mouth.

As Jerry moved closer to her she felt a jolt of sudden fear, but she
controlled it by taking command herself, much to her own surprise.

She wanted to be in control. It just didn't seem right for a grown woman
to be manipulated by a mere youth. "Lie down on the bed," she heard
herself say. "I want to suck your cock first."

Jerry's mouth dropped open in surprise, but he quickly stretched out on
the bed, his turgid cock pointing toward the ceiling. "I love that," he
said, "but I hope there's more afterwards."

Jean knelt down on the bed, aware of Jerry's eyes staring hungrily at
her breasts. Strangely, she felt complimented, for there was admiration
in his eyes. It was exciting to think that a boy as young as Jerry would
find her sexually attractive. His eyes moved to the vee of her pelvis,
and he shook his head in awe. "Wow, Mrs. Stevenson, you've got a
beautiful body!" he said with respect. He looked into her eyes, almost
using them to beg her to take his cock into her beautiful mouth. His
penis jerked in anticipation, and Jean suddenly became aware of how
aroused she had become. Her pussy was moist and surges of desire for
this young man swept over her genitals and upward through her belly.

She stared at his hard, youthful cock, standing proudly, and she
envisioned it rammed deeply into her aching cunt. Soon--soon, she told
herself. She felt confident that she could satisfy his every desire, and
she was proud that she had the ability to sexually dominate him.

Fires were burning inside her vagina, and she gently pushed the young
man back down on the bed. She leaned down then and softly kissed the
head of his cock, her lips slightly parted to allow just a tiny part of
it inside them. She felt her nipples harden even more, and she nibbled
gently at the hard, yet rubbery head of Jerry's penis. She wanted to
take his whole staff between her lips and surround it with her warm wet
mouth and lick it and suck it until she drove him to cum in her mouth.
She knew she could wait for her own fulfillment, for she wanted his big,
forceful cock rammed deep up into her cunt, reaming her until she felt
his hot cum filling her insides.

She ran her hands up the sides of his strong young thighs and took his
balls in her hands, massaging them softly, gloating over the way she was
making him writhe and moan. She took the shaft of his throbbing penis in
one hand, and he jerked wildly as shivers of delight ran over his body.
Her cool hand ran up the length of his whole erection, then dropped to
the base of it so she could guide it into her soft, hungry mouth.

Jean flicked out her tongue, licking his shaft starting from the bottom
and laving it lovingly to the very tip. Jerry was afraid he would shoot
his cum into the air if she kept on, and he reached down with one hand
and pushed her head closer to his cock to indicate his need.

"I want to cum in your beautiful mouth," he gasped, sending shivers up
Jean's spine. She imagined the thick cock deep inside her, spewing cum
into her belly, and she became completely aroused with lust for him. She
wanted this young cock inside her! She wanted to feel his youthful,
eager, hard boy-cock, slamming inside her, fucking her crazy! Their
bodies were lust-mates!

The blond-haired teenager groaned as the older woman continued licking
his cock, finally using her tongue and teeth on the swollen head of it
while she caressed his balls with her other hand. He raised his head and
gazed with lust-filled eyes at her mouth and tongue, nibbling and
licking away at his cock.

"You've got to suck it!" Jerry gasped, suddenly feeling his sperm
seething up inside him. He didn't want to cum in the air. He wanted to
fill her mouth with his cum--watch her swallow every bit of it--then
lick him dry.

His crude words made her even more wanton, and she stared lustfully at
the hard rod she held in her hands. She knew she had to have it fucking
her cunt or she would go crazy! She thought it might be even bigger than
Tom's! She plunged her mouth hungrily down over the head of it, sucking
it into the wetly enveloping cavern as hard as she could. Her tongue
flicked against it and her teeth nibbled at the glans. Jerry was almost
overcome with the magnificent sensations. He flopped back, spreading his
arms wide and he arched his hips upward to shove all of his cock down
her throat.

Her warm mouth drove his passions skyward. When Jean began to bob her
head up and down, taking more and more of it deep into her mouth, he
yelled, "Oh God... suck it woman... suck it all the way into your
belly!"

Jean's dark hair brushed sensuously against his stomach and caused the
muscles to tighten involuntarily. She ran her fingers over his belly,
letting her nails rake the tender flesh. She was in her glory, feeling
that his youth was completely hers to toy with.

She sucked his twitching cock deep into her throat, feeling her cunt
tingle as her mouth was filled with his rigid fleshpole. Without
thinking, she set up a rhythmic plunging over the stiff cock, drawing it
so deep that it almost gagged her at times. But she was so engrossed in
pleasing the boy that she ignored it. She tightened her lip pressure on
his cock providing him almost total friction as she plunged her head
down to take his massive cock deep in her throat, sucking and laving it
with her tongue.

Jerry was propped up on his elbows now, unable to resist staring at the
beautiful mouth, now distorted and puffed, and she tried to take all his
tingling cock deep into her throat. She sucked like a vacuum as she
flicked her tongue wildly at the lunging shaft and head.

The dark-haired woman sensed that he was about to cum and she let his
turgid cock almost fall from her mouth. Then she suddenly bit down on
the head of it, hard, causing him to moan with painful pleasure. She
felt sorry for him, but Jerry didn't seem to mind. He grabbed her dark
head in both hands and held her face down on his cock while he fucked
upward with his hips. He was fucking her in the mouth, Jean realized,
and she thrilled at the thought of his coming explosion.

She was burning with desire, first to have him cum in her mouth, then to
have him shove that big beautiful cock in her ravenous cunt and give her
what she knew would be a tremendous climax. She wanted to run her
fingers into her burning slit to relieve it, but she couldn't leave his
fascinating cock and balls.

The teenaged youth was merciless now, ramming his blood- engorged cock
into her mouth while pushing her head down hard. She didn't care. All
she wanted was to feel his hot juice squirting into her mouth. Her body
was bouncing up and down with the violence that Jerry suddenly
displayed, and Jean sucked even harder, massaging his balls fervently,
trying to stimulate him even more. She knew that he was all set to cum,
and she wanted to trigger it soon.

She lost all control in her desire to make him shoot his cum into her
mouth, as she sucked, licked and bit madly at his cock as it plunged in
and out of her mouth. Her lipstick had rubbed off on his cock and
smeared around her lips and her eyes were lust- glazed.

All she wanted was to make him cum, her whole mind was centered on that
one burning desire. But suddenly, there was a noise in the room, and it
wasn't coming from the bed... someone had come in!


Chapter 8

Paul glanced over to the pretty young teenager by his side as they
walked hand in hand through the forest. They had just finished making
love on a soft bed of leaves in the bright sunlight and Paul was feeling
on top of the world. He was a lucky guy, he mused. Cindy had grown to be
a good friend as well as a wonderful lover, and he had a sexy beautiful
sister as well. Plus a mother that was even more lovely than either of
them, and a fine new dad. What more could a guy want.

He and Cindy decided to race the rest of the way to her house and they
reached the front porch at the same time, collapsing in a laughing
breathless heap and arguing over who had won. On entering the house they
thought they were alone at first, and then they noticed that Jerry's
bedroom door was closed.

"I bet he and Linda are in there fucking," Cindy whispered. "Now's our
chance to get back at them for watching you and me that first day!"

Paul nodded with an evil little grin, and the two of them crept softly
up the stairs. As they approached the bedroom door, the unmistakable
sounds of passionate fucking wafted through the hall. Feeling certain
that the couple inside were too involved with fucking to notice the door
being open, Paul gingerly reached out to turn the knob. The boy and girl
both peeked in through the opening, trying hard to keep from laughing
and both were stunned by what they saw.

Paul gasped and turned pale beneath his tan as the scene inside was
revealed to him. His own mother! Crouched down like a shameless wanton,
sucking Jerry's cock! Paul made a move to rush into the room, but Cindy
stopped him. She hadn't told him about having seduced his stepfather,
agreeing with Linda that it would only hurt him needlessly. But she
couldn't resist the temptation to share her conquest with her own
brother, Jerry, and in spite of her sympathy for Paul's distress, she
couldn't suppress the faint smile that crossed her face. That Jerry, she
thought. He just couldn't let his little sister get one up on him!

"Wait, Paul," she hissed, grabbing him by the arm. "It won't do any good
to embarrass your mother like this!" She was really frightened by the
look on his face.

Paul's mind was seething. He wanted to go in and kill Jerry, but he had
to believe what he was seeing with his own eyes. His mother was actually
enjoying sucking his swollen cock. He suddenly realized that he was
holding on to Cindy as she had turned to stop him from entering the
room. Her breasts were pushing hard against his chest, and he became
aware of his own cock becoming hard and pushing against her pubic mound.

The girl felt his hard cock pressing into her cunt through the skimpy
material of her shorts and she was unable to resist the urge to pull his
jeans off.

Paul looked into her eyes as his cock snapped to attention and pushed
against her soft pussy hairs. Jerry was moaning as his cock began to
shoot huge amounts of cum into Paul's mother's mouth, and the sight
aroused Paul as he had never been aroused before. Cindy quickly peeled
off her clothes, then she suddenly pulled the boy into the room where
his mother was still passionately draining her brother's cock of cum.
Cindy's own mouth watered as she watched the incredible spectacle and
her hand went down to Paul's erect cock, her fingers caressing it and
stroking to the rhythm set up by his mother's sucking on Jerry's cock.

Paul stared at his mother's beautiful naked body, hardly aware of
Cindy's fingers. His whole body was afire with passion that he couldn't
understand as he watched his mother devouring Jerry's cock with wild,
pleasurable abandon. He couldn't take his eyes from her sensuously
writhing body. Her firm, curvaceous buttocks reared up in the air, and
he could see the black pubic hair that covered her luscious pussy. He
could also see her pinkish-brown, puckered little anus and the sight
drove him wild.

Her large, firm breasts hung down, dancing crazily beneath her chest as
she finished sucking him to orgasm. Her red, lipstick-smeared lips
eagerly enclosed his still spasming young cock, while her tongue busily
licked off every drop of semen.

Waves of jealous anger mingled with his lust as he pictured her doing
that to his stepfather, Tom. He suddenly realized that he wanted his
mother to suck his own cock like that, more than he had ever wanted
anything else on earth. He wanted her to drain him of his cum, and then
he wanted to fuck her with his painfully throbbing cock so deep up into
her pussy that he would never be able to withdraw it. His groin ached
for her. She was too beautiful for Jerry, or even Tom Stevenson. He
wanted to fuck his mother so badly that he thought he would die if he
didn't. He looked at Cindy, his eyes begging her to help him somehow.
But Cindy was only interested in Paul's cock for the moment, and she
jerked it harder, grasping his balls with her other hand. She wanted to
fuck her own brother as badly as she knew he wanted to fuck his mother.
But to pacify herself for the moment, she bent forward to take his cock
in her mouth, unable to deny herself the pleasure, when Paul suddenly
froze into a rigid stance.

Jean had looked up from sucking Jerry's cock and was staring wildly at
her son and Jerry's sister, naked and obviously ready to repeat the sex
act she had just performed.

Her heart almost stopped. Shame flushed over her very soul, and all she
could think of was to blame Jerry. "He made me do it," she cried in
anguish.

She became aware of the sexual connotations of Paul and Cindy's
nakedness and again, her heart almost stopped. No! She wouldn't allow
it!

She saw that Cindy was stroking her son's beautiful cock and that her
eyes were glazed with passion. Worse, she saw that Paul was not
resisting. She leaped off the bed and rushed toward them, screaming out
protests.

She grabbed her son, pulling him away from Cindy, shielding him with her
body. She was trembling, and her mind seemed to be rocking back and
forth between fantasy and reality.

Cindy grinned impishly at the older woman, then walked to the bed where
her brother lay propped up, on his elbows, watching the scene in
astonishment.

"Come on, brother," she hissed. "I'll give you an encore you won't
forget!" She bent down and took her brother's now softening cock in her
hand, preparing to suck it back into erection.

"Oh my God... " Jean breathed.

She wanted to take Paul in her arms, like when he was a baby, and get
him out of this insane asylum. But she didn't seem to be able to move.
She didn't know how to stop the Walter's children from what they were
going to do and as she watched Cindy's mouth engulf her brother's
massive young cock she was about to pass out, yet she couldn't take her
eyes away from the scene. She became aware that her own cunt was alive
with passion, and she suddenly realized that her son's hands were
caressing her own body.

Paul couldn't believe this was happening. It was as if his every dream
were being fulfilled. His mother was so soft and lovely and she felt
just like he had known she would. He ran his hot hands over her breasts,
over her buttocks, then he covered her cunt with one hand, letting his
middle finger slip inside to seek out her clitoris. His cock grew
magically, much bigger than he thought possible, and it jumped
spastically as he explored all the secret, womanly parts of her. He took
the swollen cock in his hands and pushed the spongy head against the
lips of her pussy, feeling her pubic hair tickle him. Jean finally drew
her attention away from the sucking of Jerry's cock, and she looked
guiltily into the eyes of her son. She enjoyed what he was doing, far
beyond words. He was the epitome of all men and she wanted him to suck
her and fuck her, forever. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand and
his turgid young cock leaped at his contact with her rigid little
nipple. He wanted to take it into his mouth, caress it with his tongue.
Jean could only stare at him. She was utterly confused, but she couldn't
push him away. He belonged there, he was her own darling baby and he was
giving her pleasure she had never dreamed possible. He was so wonderful.
He had seen her sucking another young man's cock until she made him cum
in her mouth and he wasn't angry! He loved her! She didn't want to
analyze his love, just accept it, for it was beyond any love she had
ever known. Her mind told her she should stop this, before it was too
late, but she couldn't. She was helpless under his touch... and her body
was aching with excitement and anticipation of what was to come.

She wanted her son fully. The distraught dark-haired mother couldn't
deny it or resist it. There was no right or wrong any more. It was a
pure case of necessity. She had to have her son's virile young cock in
her mouth... in her cunt... in her rectum!

She remembered Tom's philosophy about what happened between two people
who loved each other... and she loved Paul... loved him more than
life... more than anything in the world! It had to happen. They had both
gone too far to stop now!

Paul lifted his face away from her breast and looked straight into his
mother's eyes. His body shook and his voice trembled as he said
hoarsely, "Mom... I want to fuck you... I love you... so very much... I
have to fuck you... "

Jean's whole body felt an electric shock at the sound of his words. She
knew she had to make her decision now, or she would never again know her
son's love, nor would she ever be able to live with herself. It was not
a decision concerning what was right. It was a case of sexual and mental
survival. If she said no, it would shatter the both of them. And, it
wasn't difficult to reply, for he had voiced her desires precisely.

"Oh, Paul," she said, moving closer to his body so that his hard young
cock pressed against her excitedly glistening pussy lips. "I want you to
fuck me, darling... love me and fuck me... "

Paul gently lowered his mother to the floor where she lay on her back.

Cindy was so sure that Jerry was about to cum in her mouth that neither
of them paid any attention to the mother and son on the floor.

The young teenager suddenly felt very happy that she at last had her
brother's cock in her mouth. She never fully realized how long she had
wanted to do this, and Jerry too was thinking, why haven't I fucked my
little sister before. Think of all the years we've wasted! Silently, he
vowed to make up for all the lost time this summer. Cindy reached down
between her legs and slithered two fingers up inside her hot pussy,
playing with her clitoris while her brother's heavily pulsing cock
fucked slipperly in and out of her mouth.

As Paul knelt down between his mother's widespread legs, Jean suddenly
had the answer to a dream... She had always wanted this... She felt
waves of joy spreading through her being. She had it, it was really
going to happen! She was going to be fucked by her own precious young
son, Paul!

Paul looked down into her eyes, then at the full ripe mounds of her
breasts. He looked even lower, to the wet folds of her cunt and to the
pink flesh inside. Nothing in the world could be more exciting than
this. He spread her white thighs apart so he could see even more of her
enticing vagina. His massive young cock jerked wildly as he felt his
mother's cool fingers encircle his cock shaft and guide it to the softly
parted lips of her welcoming pussy. He leaned forward, placing both
hands on either side of her shoulders, supporting himself there,
allowing her to insert the rubbery tip of his tingling cock into the
steaming slit of her pussy.

As the young boy's cock made contact with her clitoris, Jean thought she
would faint with pleasure. She had never wanted a man to fuck her so
badly before, and his muscular young body poised above her made her feel
secure and warm and loved. She arched her hips upward and guided his
thick young cock in further, then wrapped her legs around his hips to
pull him up into her more deeply. Paul began to shove his cock up into
her tight cuntal passage, and he thrilled as he felt her shudder with
delight as his lust-swollen young hardness touched the very depths of
her hotly seething belly-walls.

The huge mushroom-shaped head of his cock seemed to spread the inner
folds of her cunt easily, and he could feel her using the inner muscles
of her hungrily enveloping cunt to engulf his cock shaft with a
voracious little sucking motion that was the wildest sexual sensation he
had ever experienced.

It was so wonderful for Jean that she wanted to cry. His flesh was
returning to the womb from which it had come.

Paul could look down from his poised position and watch his deeply
skewering cock slipping up into his mother's widespread cunt mouth, and
the sight acted to increase his pleasure even more. How he loved her.
How wonderful it would be from now on, to be able to show his great love
by sucking her pussy and fucking her.

He pressed harder into her, loving the way she moaned with joy and kept
chanting, "Oh baby boy... fuck mama, honey... fuck mama's pussy crazy...
" It excited both of them even more, and Paul began to piston his
rampant cock in and out of her moistly heated cunt with a steady rhythm
that she matched with her upthrusting hips. Their bodies seemed to blend
into one sexual wave of desire and Paul let his whole weight down on his
mother's body. He wanted to taste those sweet lips and to suck her
tongue deep into his throat while he was fucking her.

Jerry and Cindy were on the bed, Cindy fingerfucking herself with her
buttocks flailing wildly in the air while she sucked her brother's cock.
Their moans mingled with the animal-like sounds of Paul and Jean as the
boy fucked his mother and continued to suck her tongue greedily.

It was this scene that met the astonished eyes of Tom Stevenson and his
daughter, Linda, as they walked into the room.

As he stared in stunned disbelief at the sight of his wife being fucked
wild by her own son on the floor, while the young Walters flailed
nakedly together on the bed, Tom felt his deflated cock start to harden
again. His mind rocked with the visual excitement of the scene. His eyes
focused on Cindy's sensuously gyrating young asscheeks. He could see her
brownly-puckered little anus clearly, and his eager cock leaped in his
shorts. He had a sudden desire to fuck his cock up into her tight little
asshole, as he had done to his wife only a few short days ago. The
desire became so strong that he couldn't resist. He moved over to stand
by her hungrily undulating young buttocks and quickly took off his
shorts.

Jean saw her husband in the room and she also saw that his cock was
already hard and ballooning now into even greater excitement. She had
totally forgotten her shock at seeing him fucking his own daughter,
nothing else mattered in the world but the feel of her son's satisfying
young cock driving up into her needful cunt. She could hardly wait to
feel his hot boy cum spurting up into her hungry vagina, and she tried
to use every muscle and sinew in her hotly aroused pussy to give him
more pleasure. In spite of her husband being there Jean wouldn't change
these moments if she could. Paul's virile young cock fucking deep up
inside her was the most important thing in the world to her, for she had
never known such joy before... not from his father... not from his
stepfather... from no one!

Cindy glanced back just as Tom wormed his extended middle finger
teasingly into her tightly puckered little anal opening. She knew what
he intended to do, and she sucked Jerry's cock in a frenzied rush. She
wanted the older man to shove his hugely burgeoning cock deep up into
her asshole and she hurried to make her brother cum in her mouth. She
played with his balls, abandoning her own finger-fucking.

As Tom positioned himself in front of her buttocks and guided the
knob-like cock-head into her soft, excitedly flexing rectal lips, his
daughter Linda followed him over to the bed and quickly removed her
clothes. She lowered her wet pussy quickly down over her boyfriend,
Jerry's, face, and he immediately grabbed her thighs and ran his tongue
up inside her pussy. Linda spread her cunt lips wide, helping the hotly
lashing tongue to penetrate deeper.

Cindy jerked convulsively as she felt Linda's father's rigidly throbbing
cock drive deep up into her anus. She was slippery enough for it and it
slithered easily inside her tenderly yielding flesh. Then, groaning
aloud, she almost bit her brother's cock off as she tried to scream out
in ecstasy and, in her wild state of mind, she was flooded by
masochistic desire. She wanted more of the pleasure of his massive cock
in her ass. She wanted him to fuck up into her rear opening until he
shot his cum into her and filled her belly to the bursting with it.

Cindy felt the first drops from Jerry's young exploding cock begin to
shoot into her mouth and she gulped the hot sticky liquid eagerly as she
became aware of a new sensation taking place in her rectum. It was as if
there were millions of nerve endings buried there, and Tom was lighting
every one of them! As the full load of cum flooded into her mouth from
her brother's hotly jerking young hardness, she gulped it down,
continuing to suck his cock, wanting to drain his balls thoroughly so
there would be no further interference with the ass-fucking she was
receiving from Linda's father's massive cock from behind.

Tom could see the blond youth laving his daughter's pussy and the sight
turned him on almost more than that of the tight little anal passage he
was fucking into. She looked beautiful, straddling Jerry's face, her
long blonde hair flailing from side to side as she moaned out her
pleasure.

Meanwhile Jean sensed that Paul was reaching his climax and she fought
to hold back her own impending orgasm so that they could cum together in
perfect harmony.

The raven-haired mother went into wild frenzy as she felt her son give a
huge lunge up into her, and she felt the first spurt of his white hot
sperm shoot into her. Her clitoris began to dance crazily as she
released all control and let her pent-up emotions of pure lust control
her very being. She couldn't hold back the cries of joy. The pleasure
was greater than she had ever imagined, she was totally lost to it.

Tom realized that Paul and his wife were both cumming and it drove him
to greater effort. He rammed his punishing cock recklessly up into the
teenager's anus while she dropped her brother's cock from her mouth and
reached down to her crotch to shove three fingers up into her cunt and
flailed wildly at her clitoris with the other.

Suddenly Linda's shrill voice pierced the room, "Oh, fuck her, daddy!
Fuck her in the ass good!"

Tom's deeply driving cock fucked into Cindy's rectum, shooting fiery
spurts of cum and he could feel her inner flesh clasping tighter against
this spasming cock shaft to give him even greater pleasure. His eyes
were glued to the sight of his daughter's pussy being fucked by Jerry's
tongue and he could tell that the searing heat of her lust was consuming
the entire lower portion of her body, and she began to wag her head from
side to side.

Linda bucked wildly on Jerry's ravaging tongue like a maddened animal,
until she could take no more and finally collapsed on her face over
Jerry's satiated body. Tom's juices were finally drained into Cindy's
ass and he released his raging climax with a loud roar as Cindy
continued to reach toward her wildly approaching orgasm with her
furiously working fingers.

Both Tom and Linda turned their heads to watch Jean and Paul. They were
in the middle of a climax that was wracking their bodies and making them
seem like rutting, untamed animals. Tom had never seen his wife this
turned on and he wondered how long she had been waiting for her son's
cock. It didn't matter, he decided. His whole world had suddenly been
reduced to girls and boys, men and women, all fucking each other
completely insane.

Linda was the first to move from the bed. She slipped off Jerry's
heaving body to stand beside Paul and Jean while they held on to each
other tightly, lost in the fading thrills of orgasm from their first
mother-son fuck.

Linda smiled tenderly down at them and Jean looked up into the young
girl's eyes. Linda knelt beside them and Jean's arm reached out to
embrace her. Tears were in Jean's eyes and Linda wiped awkwardly at her
own.

Then Tom moved over to join his family, wrapping a strong tanned arm
around his beautiful blonde daughter. They all felt the love welling up
deep inside for each other as a family.

"Well," Tom said in an emotionally husky voice. "Let's go home... I
think we should start spending some time together as a family... "

The four of them dressed and walked the mile home, enjoying the soft
night time coolness of the air and spent the balance of the evening in a
wild sexual orgy, forgetting moral restrictions, thinking only of love
and of all the future years they had to enjoy it with one another...


The End
