THE ANIMAL TEASERS
By Carole Wilson


Chapter 1

"Anything wrong, honey," Sal Avolon asked her favourite waitress, Angel Hanson.
"No, nothing Sal, I'm fine," Angel replied rather unconvincingly, picking up a
customer's drink at the bar of the Dandelion Club in San Francisco.
The Dandelion was one of the most highly frequented topless restaurants in Frisco and
Angel Hanson was one of the main attractions. As soon as Sal Avalon had caught sight
of the girl's voluptuously upthrust breasts she had known she would be a good drawing
card for the Club... and Angel was but Sal knew from long experience that the girl's
body and her mind were not in harmony. She had the figure of a sex goddess but unless
Sal Avalon was very much mistaken, Angel was a virgin. Sal could tell, she had a nose
for unpopped cherries!
Also she could tell all was not well with Chuck Masters, Angel's boyfriend. Chuck had
just about flipped his wig when he had first laid eyes on Angel, had pursued her day
and night until she had finally relented and gone out on a date with him. Chuck was
hooked and Sal knew that he wanted to marry Angel but she got the distinct feeling
that Angel wasn't coming through with the goods. Chuck was miserable and she could
see that Angel was miserable too! Something's hanging that girl up, she thought to
herself as she watched her seductive body sway sensually through the club, to be packed
that way and not be able to give it away, she has to be screwed up somewhere.
Sal Avalon had put her mind to the problem and when she did that things usually were
solved. She had to find a good way to break through Angel's ice-barrier, someway to
fire her into action otherwise she knew that not only would she lose Chuck but she
would lose out on life too... Sal had seen too many frustrated drunks in her life, men
and women who hadn't been able to find fulfillment with their respective wives and
husbands – she didn't want that to happen to Angel, it was almost as if Angel was her
daughter... she would find a way to help her... she would have a drink with Chuck first
and really get the run down on the relationship – then she would find a creative
scheme... she just had to!

* * *

Angel Hanson and Chuck Masters left the movie in silence. Angel was nervous, she
knew that the movie had turned Chuck on, she could already see a bulge in his pants
and his right hand running up and down her thigh, convinced her that he was hot and
horny as hell.
How could she deal with him... she was at a loss. Sex was such a frightening, repulsive
thing to her and yet she wanted to feel close to a man in that way. She dreamed of
feeling a man's cock inside of her and his arms enfolding her and yet every time Chuck
got really amorous she freaked out.
The frightened young girl knew enough to know that her earlier life had set some sort
of pattern for her. Her brother had dominated and controlled her, forcing her to suck
his cock since she was seven years old and she had never been able to tell her mother
about it. In the first place her mother had worshipped her brother and in the second
place she knew that she would never have believed her, had she told her what Timmy
was doing to her. It didn't only stop with Timmy either, she remembered the day when
they had been playing in the woods together and he had persuaded her to go the boy's
private den in the woods. Angel hadn't thought anything of it, following her brother
through the undergrowth but once inside the den made of fallen twigs and branches
she had been confronted with his whole gang. All five of them. They had first of all
made her suck each and everyone's cock and then they had forced her panties down
and played with her until she had thrown up... in the confusion she had escaped and
run home to her mother. She had never dared to tell her mother though.
Then she remembered her Uncle Cy... how she had stopped by his house one day on
the way home from school to get an apple from her Aunt Sally's tree. She didn't really
know her Uncle Cy very well, he had only recently married her Aunt Sally. He had
been along in the house and had given apples to Angel and her three friends but then
after leaving the house, Angel had realized that she had left her sweater.
She had run back and the first thing she had. been confronted with had been Uncle Cy,
standing over the bathtub, his penis all big and red and glowing. She remembered how
she wondered why he was peeing into the tub, then she recalled how he had urged her
to come and stroke his cock. "Nice penis," he had cooed to her. Fascinated and almost
hypnotized Angel had gone to him... his cock was so much larger than Timmy's or any
member of Timmy's gang that she hadn't been able to resist it. Her uncle had grabbed
her and squirmed her hand onto his cock and then he had made her rub it up and
down until hot white sperm had spurted out, hitting the far end of the bathtub. She had
kicked her uncle then and darted out of the house, but the incident had scared her
mind... she had never told anyone, pushing the ugliness of it as far back into the
recesses of her mind as she could but she had never really forgotten the humiliation and
the fear. In her dreams she had imagined that one day a policeman would come and
arrest her and put her in jail for the rest of her life for touching her uncle's penis.
Angel was a mass of confusion. Had she been blessed with an ugly body, it would not
have mattered but she had been given the body of a Goddess... a frozen Goddess
though. For all her sensuality she could not surrender herself to a man and it was
beginning to drive her out of her mind. She wanted to... but she just couldn't... she
could never let a man get inside her panties... never... and now she knew it was driving
Chuck away from her. Chuck who worshipped her, love and adored her and wanted to
make her his bride was slowly turning away from her as she continued to frustrate him.
She turned now to look at Chuck, his jaw was set in a determined square kind of a way
and she knew that he was thinking about fucking her.
He brought his car to a standstill outside of Angel's apartment and turned to her, a
hungry, crazed look in his eyes.
"I want you baby," he groaned grabbing her with his powerful arms and crushing her
body into his. She felt her heart beating crazily against his chest as her voluptuous
breasts were pounded into him. With a sudden determination, he clamped his lips
down on hers, his tongue slipping into the velvety depths of her warm mouth.
Why couldn't he love her and marry her without taking her body... why?... why...? She
felt Chuck's hands on her thighs now, creeping ominously up towards her secret
sanctuary of womanhood. Oh God! she had to stop him before he went too far! "No
Chuck, please don't, please..." she pleaded.
Chuck Masters was paying no attention to Angel tonight, he slid his hand stealthily
into the warm confines of her sweater to fondle her warmly quivering breasts, cupping
the soft firm flesh as she struggled against him. He kneaded and squeezed the breasts
until he felt her melt into response and her tongue began to work inside his mouth.
Chuck was beside himself now, he knew that Angel could melt, the warmth of her
tongue now grinding into his willing mouth was proof of that. With deliberate caution
he wedged his free hand between the car seat and the smoothly rounded contours of
her fleshy buttocks, all the time fondling her breast and flicking his tongue deep inside
her warm and willing mouth. She squirmed until he could feel the narrow crevice of her
buttocks beneath her alluring dress.
"OH! Chuck!" she murmured hotly into his mouth, twisting her maturely rounded
body against his.
"Oh baby, you love it! Admit it – you love it just as much as I do! Maybe more," he
groaned.
"Oh yes! Yessssss, God, yesss! But Chuck, oh Chuck... please... we can't go all the way
tonight! I won't let you!"
That's what you think baby, Chuck thought to himself as his hand slipped from her
breast to the hem of her skirt, his fingers rippling beneath the soft fabric to caress her
stockinged thighs. He inched upward along the insides of her tapering thighs, slowly
trying to push them apart.
"C'mon, baby. Open up, please." he whispered.
"Chuck, don't do that," she begged. But again Chuck paid no attention, pushing his
determined hand deeper between the smooth flesh of her upper thighs, spreading them
wider and wider apart.
His fingers continued their work until they reached the top of her stocking and
contacted her warm naked flesh.
She shivered. "Chuck, for God's sake, please don't," she murmured, her breath coming
now in rapid pants as she broke her mouth away from his.
I've got to stop him! I won't let him get into my panties, I just won't... I just won't...
she intoned to herself, silently.
But Angel's struggles only caused Chuck to pursue her harder, she couldn't stop him
now, couldn't prevent his fingers from sliding beneath her black garter straps and
caressing her thighs as his other hand worked at the hem of her skirt until she could
feel it creeping up to the flimsy silk of her panties.
"No! No, Chuck, not inside my panties, you can't!" she sobbed breaking away from his
strong grip suddenly.
Chuck could hardly believe the fear in Angel's voice, it's almost as if she thinks I want
to harm her, he thought to himself and before he knew what was happening she had
grabbed her bag and her coat and thrown the door to the car open.
He watched in amazement as she fled up the stairs of her apartment building and
disappeared inside. Damn! Damn! Damn! he screamed, that woman is going to drive
me out of my mind before too long. What the fuck is a man supposed to do with a
body like hers, I've got to fuck her tight little cunt, I've just got to. No-one would ever
believe she's a virgin, I've never seen such a stacked virgin in my life. She's the hottest
thing in The Dandelion, she gives every man whose worth his salt in the Club a hardon
and I can't even get to fuck her, not even after months of patient waiting. Well... I've
had it, I've got to talk with Sal, she'll give me some ideas... I can't go on any longer!


Chapter 2

Sal Avalon was having problems, both her son and daughter were home from college
and she was at a loss as to what to do with them. Francie was already such a sexy little
puss that all of her older male customers wanted a shot at her panties and Dirk was so
hot that he was nothing but trouble... trying to get into her waitress' pants when they
should be paying attention to their work.
Not that I blame them for being attracted to him, she smiled to herself as she looked at
her tall, handsome son. Six feet, two inches of manliness, a shock of jet black curly hair
and the sexiest pair of deep brown eyes that Sally had ever seen. More than once, she
herself had been tempted by him and more than once she had succumbed.
The latest passion in Dirk was Angel Hanson, Sal's most seductive waitress and Chuck
Masters girlfriend. Sal had tried to dissuade him, telling him that she was definitely
spoken for but he would not take no for an answer and Sal knew that she would have
trouble on her hands pretty soon.
Dirk wanted to fuck Angel so badly that Sal knew that he would peruse her to the ends
of the earth, he could never accept no for an answer. Not only did he want to fuck her,
he wanted to have a whole damn orgy with her. Sal had tried to explain to her son that
Angel was obviously a virgin but Dirk found that difficult to believe.
"Listen mother," he had said to her impatiently, "no-one as stacked as that broad could
possibly be a virgin, it just isn't possible!"
"Wilder things have happened in the world, Dirk, and I'm telling you, she's a virgin.
How about giving mother a little of that nice fat cock of yours," she had grinned at him
salaciously, wriggling her hips licentiously up into his face.
"Yeah, yeah, but not now Ma. I've got other plans in my head."
"Oh well, too bad," Sal Avalon groaned. "That's how it is some days, I guess."
"I'll see you later Ma, I'm off with Tod and Raymond, we're going to play some music
for a while."
Sal watched her son saunter nonchalantly out of her bedroom and realized that she
really wanted to give him Angel. Somehow or other she wanted her baby to have his
deepest wish. She knew that Chuck was having problems with Angel, "I really must
talk with that girl," she mused to herself, "she's definitely going to lose Chuck if she
doesn't watch her step and I think that would kill her."
Her mind drifted back to Dirk again, even if he gets close to her, he'd have a difficult
time popping her luscious cherry. She needs to lose it though, she's not happy... maybe
one of Dirk's little orgies wouldn't be too bad at all. Jesus! I'd like to get in on one of
those sessions, some fun I'd have!
Maybe I'll arrange it so that Angel takes a long weekend along, I'll offer her my chalet
in Tahoe. Then, I'll send Dirk and Francie and the group up there. I'll probably have
the fun of dealing with Chuck, but then he wasn't such a bad fuck the night I found
him drunk on the Dandelion floor, maybe I'll get him again. Ummm... thought Sal
Avalon wickedly to herself, this is all turning out to be more fun than I thought it
would be... and after all, I'm only doing it for Angel's own good!

* * *

"Angel honey, I'm worried about you," Sal Avalon said concernedly to the young girl as
she came back to the bar with an empty tray of glasses.
"Why, Sal," Angel replied nervously.
"Look honey, take a moment off the floor, Sam," she called to the other bartender,"
Sam, take over for me... me and Angel need a little talk."
"What on earth could she want," Angel wondered as she followed her older, still
extremely voluptuous and sensual boss to the back office.
"It's like this baby," Sal said calmly, "I've been noticing that you need a little break, you
don't have to tell me a thing but you and Chuck aren't hitting it off, I can tell. How
about you go up to my chalet in Tahoe for the weekend, spend a little time alone, think
things out."
"Oh Sal," sobbed the young girl relieved that someone could actually care that much for
her. "It's true, I'm having a terrible time with Chuck."
"Doesn't he fuck good honey," Sal said quietly.
"Oh no, nothing like that Sal, we don't... well, you know... we don't make love."
"Mmmmmmm... so that is the trouble. Yes, what you need is a chalet weekend, I've just
the thing for you."
"I think Chuck doesn't love me anymore Sal, but I can't help it, I can't let him go all
the way."
"Chuck's a man honey, they have their needs, you've got to learn how to feed them,
else, it's true they wander away, sad but true. No fuckie no stay around... not for long
anyway, unless there's something wrong with them. Never did see a full blooded man,
even if he was a man of God, that didn't like a little loving, I've had more than one
priest in my time, you know... well, that's by the way," Sal caught herself as she started
to float back into her sexual memory bank, which was very large, very large!
"I don't know what to say Sal,"
"Don't say a thing honey, you just go away for a few days, think about Chuck and see
if you can loosen up a little."
Sal Avalon watched the young sexy girl leave her office and smiled to herself. Some
might thing me evil, she thought but on the other hand I've only the girl's best at heart.
She needs to be fucked, she's got to break through some sort of barrier she's had for
years. It isn't natural for a women not to like fucking, it just isn't natural.


Chapter 3

Sal Avalon loved her morning, they were as precious to her as her diamonds, of which
she had quite a collection.
Her one luxury in life she to allow her son Dirk to bring her her morning coffee, and
her latest favourite novel and then she would languish in bed, dressed in her flimsiest
negligee and luxuriate.
Also there was always the possibility of a little fun with Dirk when he was home. She
knew it was naughty to fuck her son but she just couldn't help herself, she had rarely
been able to deny herself anything she might want.
Dirk was pleased with her also, she had arranged everything perfectly. Angel was,
probably at this very moment driving up to Tahoe. Francie, and himself were leaving
shortly, Raymond and Tod shortly, he was going to get to pop the cherry of his choice...
boy what a weekend!
He had his darling mother to thank for it, also, he thought as he looked at the older
woman languishing in her four-poster bed, the bucolic drapes wide open to receive the
morning sun. He looked at her still naturally blond hair and clear blue eyes and he
realized that indeed he had a very unusual mother... and seductive into the bargain.
Sal was aware the Dirk was looking at her and she began to feel sensuality rising in her
body, she undulated a little on the bed to give him a tantalizing view of her smoothly
flaring hips and her maturely swelling breasts beneath her flimsy robe. Then she
slithered sensuously up and down on the bed, groaning a little, spreading her legs
alluring apart to reveal the blonde temptation of her eager vagina. But still Dirk didn't
come to her...
"Darling I don't know what Angel's hangup is, but I suspect boys and men were nasty
to her when she was a child and it scared her. Course the same thing happened to me
and I love it, but then you never can tell in this world."
"Are you bullshitting me, mother," Dirk asked curiously.
"No darling, oh come to bed Dirk" Sal moaned as she spread her soft tapering legs
alluring wide apart. "Come on to momma, come on." she murmured as Dirk's pants
slowly began to drop to the floor and he wildly threw off his shirt. "What a mother,"
Dirk grinned lewdly and he slowly rolled over his mother's voluptuous body, "What a
mother!"

* * *

Angel Hanson in some ways felt like a little girl again, not that anyone else thought so,
she knew that most of the men she met in her life had one thing in their minds when
they looked at her that that was to fuck her. Chuck had been different to begin with
and even he, now wanted the same thing. Yet, she couldn't help but think now that
there was something wrong with her, why couldn't she give herself into sensuality once
and maybe then it would be alright, rather like diving in the pool for the first time, She
didn't know... but she did know that something had to change fast in her life... very
fast.
In no time at all Angel was up in the mountains, everywhere was covered with snow,
the pines were hanging with the weight of it and all the chalets along the way had
sagging roofs and piled up doors. How peaceful, thought Angel to herself, maybe here
I'll be able to work things out in my mind... little did Angel know that within a short
space of time she would be working things out in her body, very much in her body!
Angel was surprised when she pulled into the driveway of Sal's chalet to see a couple of
boys on ski's near the house. She realized that they had just delivered some wood, it
was much easier to ski than walking in the thick snow and Sal's driveway was hardly
clear, in fact Angel couldn't drive up to the door at all.
When the boys saw her they quickly offered to carry her bags into the house and ended
up staying for a while to start a fire for Angel.
Angel was going through a lot of changes in the house when she looked at the boys,
Peter and Randy she had found out were their names. Peter the taller of the two boys
was a dead-ringer for her brother Timmy and it was blowing Angels' mind, suddenly
salacious images began to arise in her brain, of herself sucking Timmy's cock and his
friend's cocks and how they had messed around with her pussy until the sweet agony
had been too much and she had been sick. She knew the boys were only around
seventeen and they both looked like innocent country boys, what can I be thinking, she
wondered... and yet the thoughts persisted. Deep down inside the pit of her belly
something was beginning to chum, something she didn't know if she would be able to
control, something very deep and very wild... very dark and very repressed. Her pulse
was pounding through her veins and she knew that she wanted to expose herself to
these boys, deep down inside of her she wanted to expose herself to the boys. Just like
she had really wanted her brother and his gang to see her pussy... why, though, what
was she remembering at such a young age... here the feeling was again though.
Angel knew that Peter's eyes were riveted on her legs and she moved them slightly
apart on the sofa so that he could catch a little glimpse of her inner thigh. The boy
gasped as he did so, feeling his young penis lurch wildly in his pants.
"I need a drink," Angel said aloud, "I wonder where the drinks cabinet is."
"I'll find it for you," Peter said eagerly, casting a wink at his friend Randy. It was
obvious to them both now that this woman was a hot sexy number, maybe they could
get a little ass, it was all too rare for both of them these days.
Peter found the cabinet, "there's the Brandy, scotch and vodka," he called out.
"I'll have a brandy, pour yourselves whatever you want," said Angel, now determined to
carry out her plan. She didn't know if she wanted to somehow revenge herself on these
boys, or what it was but she was going to do something wild and outrageous,
something she had never been able to do before. The hem of her dress was hiked up
now and Peter and Randy could see her garter straps between her thighs and her silky
white panties.
"Holy shit!" Peter murmured under his breath.
"Take a look at that, will you," Randy hissed through clenched teeth, "Man, I don't
believe this broad."
Angel's mind danced and her body tingled with excitement as the subdued whisperings
of the boys reached her ears. Yes, she'd got them now, trapped, just where she wanted
them and now she was going to tease them until she drove them wild. She stretched her
legs salaciously apart, revealing her milk-white panties even more to the passion hungry
young boys.
Randy and Peter were dumbfounded. Their eyes were riveted on Angel's alluringly
parted legs, on the soft white flesh of her upper thighs above her tightly clinging
stockings.
Christ! Peter gulped, she isn't leaving much to our imagination! You can see everything
up there, the lacy strap of her white garter, the tiny pubic hairs that curled out from
underneath those silken panties... everything! Hell, what wouldn't he give to jump right
on top of her, rip off those panties and shove his almost splitting open prick up into
that mysterious pussy of hers!
"God! I'd like to get into those cute little panties," kissed Randy.
The word panties reached Angel's ears and something exploded inside her mind. God,
how much she wanted to tease these youthfully innocent boys with the silk-guarded
treasure nestled inside her panties, how badly she wanted to titillate and tantalize them
until their bulging little cocks would cum all over their pants! Yes, and she knew exactly
how to do it! She pretended to be sleeping now and let her hand slide ever so slowly,
ever so sensuously down the short length of her skirt until it reached the hem. This she
drew back, slowly provocatively over her white silken panties as she purposely began to
pant and moan slightly as though she were dreaming of making love with a man.
With a deliberately slow, sensuous motion she dipped her fingers between her parted
legs and began to stroke over the soft flimsy panty material, back and forth over her
prominent vaginal mound, until the young teenagers were practically panting at her
feet.
The boys looked to each other for confirmation of what their eyes were witnessing.
They had read about things like this in the little books that were passed around at
school, but they had never expected it would actually happen to them. This chick sure
looked like she wanted to be fucked real badly.
Angel was aware that she had them now. Fully aware of the obscene desires she was
arousing in them, she moved her fingers down to caress the insides of her soft fleshy
thighs, slipping her hands inch by inch back up towards the glimmering sheen of her
silky panties, curling the tiny pubic hairs around the ends of her fingertips. The wetly
heated moisture of her loins began to seep slowly out of her lewdly aroused young
pussy until her stainless white crotchband was soon visibly soaked through with her
sexual secretions and the soft, thin slit of her excited cunt became apparent through the
wetness.
Spasms of sensual excitement ripped through her undulating loins as her probing
fingers caressed and stroked the excitedly moistened panties. Then, with slow and
deliberate movements, her outstretched middle finger carefully separated the lips of her
cuntal slit through the thin shield of her panties until she could feel her eager and
anxious pussy lips spreading wider and wider apart.
She could hear the two boys panting lewdly. God, she had them now!
With a whimper of ecstatic delight, she slid her extended middle finger slowly up into
her cuntal crevice into the warm inviting folds of her pussy flesh.
Holy Christ! Randy groaned, his cock growing larger and larger as he moved closer
towards Angel. Peter had crawled up closer behind him and was panting hotly over his
shoulder.
"My God, Randy, she's finger-fucking herself and she seems to be asleep! Do you
believe this?"
Angel clenched her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to destroy her mood by seeing their
agonized faces. Later, later she would enjoy that. Now she wormed her finger up inside
her hotly pulsating pussy, listening to those whisperings which drove her to new
heights of lustful passion. Her long tapering legs slid even further apart beckoningly
exposing her panty-clad cunt even more to their mesmerized gazes.
Both the boys now could feel their aroused cocks throbbing inside their pants. They
wondered what could be coming next?
They found out. Suddenly Angel's eyes popped wide open and she lifted herself to
sitting position, propped on her elbows with her legs still spread salaciously apart. Still,
she didn't appear to be looking at them, more like she was looking right through them
as if she were in a trance. They didn't quite understand what was going on and
remained frozen in disbelief at the obscene sight before their eyes.
"Ah... you like my panties... nice little white panties," she moaned as if through a
hypnotized trance. "You want to find out what's beneath my panties, don't you," she
continued further.
Peter and Randy couldn't talk they were stunned to say the least. Their eyes continued
to follow her finger slithering in and out of her cunt through her passion-moistened
panties.
There was no doubt that she was wide awake, that she knew exactly what she was
doing, Jesus, she was practically poking her pussy right into their faces, fucking her
finger between her pinkly glistening cuntal lips, pumping her hips in lewd abandon
with a slow, teasing rhythm. Randy felt he had to do something before he came in his
pants.
Hardly aware of what he was doing, Randy moved still on his hands and knees along
the thick plush carpet up onto the sofa and in between her lusciously parted thighs,
moving with each step closer and closer towards her perfumed vaginal opening.
Angel's eyes followed him and she hissed, "you want to touch them, don't you... touch
my panties... ummmmmmm." She enjoyed the tortured expression that had gripped his
face and it drove a spark of excitement through her loins.
"Oh, y-yes. Wow, yessss," he stammered, tiny droplets of sweat breaking out over his
upper lip. God, what he wouldn't give to fuck her, to get inside those precious white
silken panties.
Still in a somnolent trance, Angel lifted the hem of her skirt even higher, revealing her
little elastic garter belt and below it the whole of her daringly brief silken bikini panties,
enjoying all the while the drooling hungry look on the youngster's faces. Her firm,
rounded buttocks were still pumping, grinding and squirming in an obscene rhythm
against the soft cool leather of the couch in tempestuous undulations.
"Well, come on up here," she moaned passionately at the dumbstruck boy, "Come up
closer and you can... stroke... my panties.
Randy hesitated, torn between his desire to accept this obscene invitation and his desire
to run fast and far away. But his cock convinced him, pulsating and throbbing inside
his tight ski-pants. Angel let her head drop indolently against the arm of the couch, her
eyelids flickering open and closed, as he scrambled up beside her. His hand trembled in
nervous excitement as it descended inch by inch to touch the soft warm flesh of her
milky white thighs above the nylon stockings.
"Ooooooo, ummmmmm," she panted, feeling the touch of his teenaged hand against
her inviting nakedness. She could feel his finger tentatively grazing around the garter
strap, moving cautiously up towards the lust-soaked crotch of her panties.
"Ohhhhh, yessss. Further, further up," she urged him, "up to my panties." But the
boy's quivering Fingers remained softly stroking the smooth flesh of her thighs, lightly
fondling the enticingly escaping strands of pubic hair.
God, am I going too far this time? Are these two young boys going to turn into
screaming, uncontrollable maniacs?
"Ummmmm, yes, that's right," she groaned as she jerked up her hips so that her panty
cloaked vagina ground up against Randy's hand between her lewdly parted legs. She felt
his fingers then cautiously touch her wetly moistened crotch over her panties, while, at
the same moment, the other boy reached up between her thighs to unfasten her elastic
garter strap.
Quivering with sublime ecstasy, she felt Peter eagerly rolling down the stocking over
the sleek smoothness of her legs.
"Go inside my panties, why don't you go inside," she whispered, reaching down to
guide Randy's sweating hand inside her panties to caress her virgin vaginal mound.
Randy's heart nearly pounded out of his chest at the sudden lust-guided contact with
her passion-sodden panties. Jesus, how could he keep from cumming in his pants at the
rate she was going? Wouldn't she let him do anything else? He had to get inside that
damn pussy! But would she go that far? He had to find out, and right now!
The young boy found the seductive older woman guiding his hand towards her wetly
palpitating cunt, he could feel his heart pounding wildly and he knew that this was the
most far-out experience he'd ever had in his young life.
Suddenly though, his breath was caught in his throat, what was that noise outside, was
that a car-door... could it be possible that someone was coming to the house... and they
were in this state... oh my God!... could it be possible...?

* * *

The wild brother and sister duo, Francie and Dirk Avalon, had speeded up to Tahoe
from San Francisco. Dirk was elated and excited and knew that he was in for one hell
of a weekend. Angel had been turning him on ever since he got back from college and
now, thanks to his mother, he was going to get a crack at her cherry. It was the best
sport in the world-pussy hunting.
They pulled the car into the driveway and were surprised to see not only Angel's car
but a truck as well. "Ummmmm... wonder who's here," Dirk said to his sister. "Let's
move towards the house quietly, I'm curious to know what's going on here."
The twosome moved towards the house and pressing their noses against the cold
window-pane they saw the wild sight of Angel, being finger-fucked with two boys going
out of their minds. "Well... well... well, our little virgin is hotter than we thought," Dirk
grinned lewdly.
Francie peered through the glass, she saw Angel lewdly displayed on the couch, her legs
beckoningly and enticingly spread wide apart, and she was being finger-fucked by two
young teenaged boys – and they were both doing it to her at the same time!
Plaintive wails of lewdly rising desire reached their ears from Angel's throat as they
watched the incredible, obscene scene in front of them.
"Both of you put your fingers in at the same time. It's okay, nobody's going to hurt
you."
"Gee, lady!"
"Deeper, deeper, please!
Dirk began to feel his own cock slowly growing as he saw Angel's head lolling back
over the arm of the couch, twisting from side to side in reckless passion, her eyes
clenched tightly shut, her lips pulled back tightly over her teeth, her two milky white
legs lewdly sprawled wide apart as the two teenagers massaged her pulsating cunt and
pistoned their fingers in and out of her warm, now wetly-drenched pussy flesh at the
same time.
The cords in Angel's neck stood out, pounding with each thrust of her pelvis as she
reveled in the ecstatic sensations caused by the delightful fingerfucking of these two
young boys.
Yes, she definitely had them now, precisely where she wanted them!
Eagerly the two boys worked their fingers in and out of the velvety passageway of her
cunt, squirming them around together up inside her, feeling their short little cocks
bursting with desire inside their pants. Each time their fingers traced circles around her
wetly throbbing clitoris, spasms of passion rippled through her groin. Wailing moans
escaped from her throat, her ass pumped and slithered on the couch, her legs jerking,
her whole body trembling from the pressure of their fingers in her warmly inviting
cunt.
"God, she's so hot, she's going to blow up all over us," Randy whispered hoarsely.
God, it was impossible to stop now. Impossible to stop the undulating rhythm, the
electric excitement tearing through her body as she arched her hips upwards splaying
her legs wider and wider apart to give them greater entry into the passion-heated depths
of her liquid flooded cuntal passage.
"Yessss... ummmmmmmm... yesssss... Deeper, deeper!"
Rhythmically she swayed and bucked and pumped back and forth, back and forth,
pulling their fingers deeper inside her wetly clasping cunt with an inward sucking
motion of her soft curl-fringed lips. "Oh God!" She could even feel them touching
against her fragile maiden-head deep up inside.
Her shamelessly aroused body writhed in a mixture of agony and supreme pleasure
because she had them where she wanted them. She had teased them until their boy
prick had nearly exploded... and now she was going to give them a treat, a rare and very
special experience that they would never forget. And one which no other man had ever
experienced with her!
With slow and teasing deliberation, she slid her hands over the rough material of the
ski-pants and began tantalizingly to squeeze their virile cocks, massaging and caressing
them gently, tenderly.
"G-God, Lady! I'm... I'm... I'm going to cum in my pants," Randy sputtered.
"Holy Shit," Peter exclaimed as he rapidly but fumblingly tried to pull his pants down
while his other hand continued to fingerfuck hotly around up inside the older woman's
widespread cunt. Thick, milky-white fluid was already beginning to spill into the
webbing of his underwear.
Angel's hand slid into the boy's underpants, reaching for his stiff young shaft, which
sprang forward and out immediately. She took hold of it with a firm grasp, working her
hand down the small, but virilely throbbing little rod of flesh, using her forefinger to
trace mad teasing circles around the mushroom head, all the while rummaging for the
other's hard young maleness.
God, it was too strange – nobody would ever believe us. Randy thought. Here she is
with a cock in each hand and she's going to jerk us both off!
The fingers of Angel's two hands clasped tightly around the two young cocks,
beginning rhythmic milking motion as her own wildly excited body writhed in excited
passion at the inexperienced movements of her frantic fingers.
Why am I doing this? What's going to happen to me? My whole body is roaring with
fire that's lewd and obscene and I'm going to spurt their young white hot sperm all over
my panties and I'm going to wallow in it, squirm around in it... ohhhhh God! God! It's
heavenly!
By now, standing outside and watching the whole incredible scene, Dirk Avalon's whole
body trembled with obscene excitement and Francie was afraid that he would rush into
the room at any moment.
"Some innocent virgin, I must say," laughed Francie as she watched Angel writhe and
undulate seductively on the couch.
"Shut your mouth," Dirk said angrily. His face was red and his breath was beginning to
come in short sharp pants as he watched the incredibly obscene sight in the living
room.
In truth he was puzzled, his mother had said that Angel was a virgin who wouldn't
even let her own boyfriend touch her, what was going on... it was all he could do to
stop himself from rushing into the room and letting her feel what a man's cock felt like.
"Don't get carried away," Francie said sarcastically, picking up the threads of her
brother's thoughts.
"Get lost," growled Dirk. He leaned closer to the window so that he could see that
Angel was about to explode and cum all over the two desperately working boy's fingers.
Her whole body was jerking madly, her feet strained as they dug into the soft cushions
of the couch, her eyes were rolling uncontrollably around in their sockets.
"Ohhhhh... ummmmmm... yes, yes, make me cum! Let me cum, please!" Angel was
moaning with near agony, pushing herself toward orgasm with all her strength, pushing
still frantically at the two young teenage penises, feeling them swell and bulge into virile
young excitement in her tightly squeezing palms.
Suddenly, she arched her back up off the sofa and thrust her pelvis outward, and high
up off the couch.
"Oh God, finger me harder. Both of you. Yes, harder," she wailed, arching upwards and
spreading her legs still wider as the two inexperienced young boys drove their fingers
still further into her wetly grinding pussy while her hips and pelvis bucked and churned
in a desperate rhythm beneath them.
Just as her whole body suddenly shuddered. Randy screamed. "Oh God, I'm going to
cum." And the tip of his little swollen cock jerked, then exploded like a ton of
dynamite. Spurt after spurt of white-hot cum shot down over her white silk panties,
streaming like a river over the whitely straining tendons of her inner thighs.
"Aaaaah... ummmmmmmmm! Ooooooooh!" Angel moaned licentiously, stroking the
virile young cocks feverishly until she had milked them dry, her panties soaked through
with the moist hot cum of her own copiously flowing cuntal secretions.
God, I've gone farther this time than I ever had before. And I'm going to go farther
still, cum like I've never cum before!
Her whole body writhed outward and upward into the air as the two youths continued
to tease and work at her cunt, to work the fingers up and down in her moistly heated
vagina, as they flicked at the erectly throbbing tit of her clitoris. A spasmatic frenzy
seized her hips, tossing them up and out until the raging fire inside her inflamed wet
pussy burst forth.
"Yessssss, I'm cumming. Cumming at last," she moaned through tightly clenched lips
as the cum roared out of her madly convulsing pussy and into the silken crotchband of
her panties. Her whole body shuddered and thrashed as the two boys watched this
wanton spectacle for the first time in their lives.
The vaginal moisture continued to spurt and seep out onto her milk-white thighs as her
body writhed and her hips bucked and her legs flared outward and great wailing moans
escaped from her throat.
"Jesus Christ, this is a virgin?" Dirk groaned, his eyes still glued to the lewd spectacle
before his eyes. Only this time he groaned a little too loud, because he saw Randy jump
up, quickly pull up his pants as he turned around to the window where Dirk and
Francie were glued.
"Somebody's out there! C'mon Peter, let's get out of here! Quick!"
Without waiting for Randy to finish talking, Peter pulled his pants on, whirling his
head around, torn between his desire to run and his lewd fascination with the wantonly
displayed woman sprawled on the couch with their whitely shimmering cum splattered
all over her panties and naked upper thighs. She was still stretched out there, legs
alluringly widespread, her skirt hiked up over her cum-soaked panties and God, her
hands were beginning again to sensuously rub herself, rubbing their cum up and down
over her belly and between her thighs as low groans of ecstatic delight rippled from her
throat!
He stood, mesmerized by the unbelievably salacious woman, until Randy pulled him
towards the door.
Suddenly Angel became aware that she was alone, where were the boys? Had they just
disappeared into the snow? Oh well, she had cum anyway and she had gone as far as
she wanted to go for now. It was time to take a shower and change.
The young woman straightened her skirt and started to move towards the stairs when a
sudden sound behind her made her turn around.
"Oh, Dirk, Francie, it's you. What are you doing here?" she questioned wondering for
all the world if they had seen her obscene behaviour of just a few minutes ago.
"Well, we could say the same to you. We had no idea that you would be here. Mother
must have made some sort of mistake."
"You're here for the weekend too?" she asked, a little disappointed that her quiet times
would be spoiled.
"Sure, but we'll ski a lot, so maybe we won't get in each other's way," Dirk said
optimistically.
I think I'm safe, Angel breathed quietly to herself. "Did you see two boys leaving the
house just now?" She asked anxiously.
"Sure, just as we arrived they were pulling out of the driveway... what did they do,
deliver some wood?"
"Yes... well, I'm going to take a shower," Angel smiled, relieved that they hadn't seen
her outrageous behaviour with the two young . boys... very relieved.
Dirk Avalon watched the seductive woman move across the floor, observed the steady
undulations of her buttocks and had to take a very firm hand upon himself, his instinct
was to leap on her from behind and fuck her like a dog but he knew he would have to
wait to do that... he would wait a little while at least before he took her... just a little
while.


Chapter 4

A couple of hours later, having digested a good steak dinner, Francie, Angel and Dirk
were sitting around the living room fire, enjoying a glass of wine and a little
conversation.
Dirk was sizing up the situation, he knew his friends Raymond and Tod would be up at
the house pretty soon, he knew in fact that he should drop the news to Angel, as she
had no idea there would be other guests.
"You know, we forgot to tell you Angel, but our friends Raymond and Tod are coming
up as well this weekend. Hope it won't be too much for you?"
"Oh... well, no, of course not," Angel said a little unconvincingly.
"Well, it's nice for me to have you here, spreads the men out a little, if you know what I
mean," Francie said mischievously.
What does she mean by that, Angel thought to herself. She felt distinctly uncomfortable
with both Dirk and his sister Francie. They both seemed to be sizing her up for some
reason or other, she had felt as if she were on display ever since they first arrived and
Dirk's sexual nuances were beginning to disturb her.
Almost as if they were arriving on que, the group heard the screech of brakes outside
the house and immediately two young men exploded in the living room. Angel looked
at the pair of them, along with their German Shepherd dog and decided that they were
too wild for her. She sensed a kind of desperation about them that she didn't like, they
had obviously been drinking and she noticed that they too seemed to be staring at her,
almost undressing her body as it were with their eyes. I don't like the look of this
weekend at all, she thought wildly to herself... maybe I should drive back to Frisco now.
But Angel had also had at least four Tequila Sunrises to drink and she was beginning to
feel a little loose, too loose to drive that was for sure.
Suddenly she wondered if she should have worn such a seductive dress for dinner, it
was quite short and she was conscious every time she sat down that Dirk was looking
up into her white thighs, the neckline was low too, revealing a lot of her cleavage and
suddenly she felt quite naked, and a little scared.
She noticed that Francie was very loose with all of the boys, including her brother. They
seemed to love to feel her ass and give her breasts a twist every now and then, she
didn't seem to be worried about it at all, quite the contrary actually, Angel noticed, she
loves it. She's obviously not a virgin, you can tell that by the way she throws her body
around and she can't be more than 17.
"How about a little poker Dirk," she heard Raymond ask his friend.
"Sure, poker," Francie joined in, "our special brand of poker," she giggled nervously.
What's that, I wonder Angel thought to herself, creasing her brow. I don't feel good
about being here at all.
"Angel, come and sit next to me," Dirk called out to her and Angel complied with his
wishes. Actually she rather liked Dirk, he was a handsome boy and had a good body
and he was quite sexy.
The game proceeded and after only a few rounds Angel realized that they were in fact
playing strip poker. This fact was confirmed when Francie stretched out one of her long
elegant legs and began to remove one of her high-heeled shoes, placing it on the table
alongside the chips.
"Are you playing strip poker," she asked incredulously, still not convinced that they
were.
"Yes, exactly, just a nice little game between friends, you know what I mean Angel
honey," Dirk grinned, squeezing Angel's thigh just a little but enough to make her very
nervous.
"Well, I'll call," she heard Raymond say, "and raise you... two."
Angel's mouth flew open now as she saw Francie bend over to remove the other shoe,
then hike up the hem of her dress to unfasten her lacy garter strap.
"You mean, you're really going to... tooo," Angel stammered to Francie.
"Sure, it's clean fun Angel, don't be a spoil-sport," Francie said petulantly.
Dirk was amused now at Angel's obvious discomfort. She's probably never seen
anything like this before in her life, a ripe young girl undressing right in front of three
men.
Angel's eyes darted from player to player as a new hand was dealt, fascinated by the
careless, freewheeling attitude of Sal Avalon's daughter. They must do this sort of thing
in college these days, she thought confusedly to herself, and she stared open-mouthed
as the voluptuous young girl stretched out the other leg and began to undo the garter
snap, hiking her dress up tantalizingly over her thighs.
"Let me help you Francie," Raymond grinned and before Angel realized what was
happening the youth was kneeling next to Francie, running his slender hands up and
down the length of her tapering legs, caressing the soft flesh of her milky white thighs
as if he knew the territory well.
Angel gasped. Was this really happening or was it only a bad dream? Was Francie
really enjoying it as much as she appeared to be enjoying it?
Suddenly she felt Dirk's hand clamp tightly around her arm. But he didn't have to do
that because she was practically paralyzed on the edge of her chair, wanting to turn and
run but compelled to stay by her lewd fascination. She was smiling, Francie was actually
smiling with sensual delight as Raymond's hands ran up and down her legs, a leering
smile on his face. And his free hand was rummaging teasingly through her long red
hair, twisting it around his fingers. Finally, he undid her garter snap and with both
hands now began slowly, tantalizingly rolling her dark nylon stocking down over the
ivory smooth flesh of her curvaceous legs.
Angel wanted to run but she couldn't, she felt too fuzzy from the alcohol. Dirk was still
holding her tightly, she sat, her whole body tensed as the game continued.
She saw the two young men tossing chips onto the table and then Tod said, "Your bet,
Francie," with the same leering grin on his face. All eyes were on Francie and for what
seemed like an eternity she did not move. Then, slowly, sensually her arm reached
around behind her back... her fingers poised at the top of her zipper... then slowly
sliding the zipper down to the top of her softly rounded buttocks, she lifted her
shoulders provocatively to make it easier to slip out of her dress, stood up and stretched
her sensuous breasts forward arching her back, and looking mockingly at Raymond and
Tod.
She paused, her firm young breasts standing out in lustful relief.
"Take it off honey," groaned Tod. A coy seductive smile flickered on the young girl's
moistened lips, her tongue darted out and licked her lips and as the tortuous suspense
mounted and she began to wriggle out of her dress.
"That's it baby," Raymond crooned as she slowly dropped the straps of the dress off
each white shoulder. The dress slipped down inch by inch, revealing more and more of
her enticing young body with every second that passed.
"Francie, you can't you mustn't..." Angel pleaded anxiously.
"Relax Angel," Dirk whispered, putting his mouth up close to her ear. "Francie's
enjoying herself, can't you tell?" And with that he began running his fingers up and
down the nape of Angel's long neck.
Angel felt a sudden shudder of repulsion ripple through her body and tried to squirm
away. "No please, don't do that," she begged. But the powerfully built young man
simply looked at her with undisguised pleasure and ran his middle finger down her
spine, sending a wave of fear through her voluptuous body.
"Holy Moses! What a chick! Dirk thought. She must think I'm stupid, falling for that
virgin act of hers. She might fool Chuck Masters but she doesn't fool me! I saw her
being finger-fucked by those two boys today, I know she's hot.
Angel's brain was swirling wildly, could she escape, and if so, how? Then she thought
to herself, well, they won't be able to make me do anything I don't want to do, so I'm
safe actually... I've got nothing to worry about.
Suddenly she noticed that Francie was stepping out of her dress, she was almost naked
now, standing proudly in front of the men with only her half-cut slip to protect her
curvaceously full body from their lecherous eyes.
Silently she begged Francie to stop, but she knew it was of no avail.
"Well Raymond, looks like we only need one more hand to strip her little hot panties
off."
Angel clenched her eyes tightly closed, praying silently for escape of some kind, hoping
against hope that Francie would stop the game. But when she opened her eyes she
knew it was all over, Francie was slowly and tantalizingly taking off her slip.
"That's right sis," Dirk groaned, clamping his hand onto Angel's knee. She tried to
move away but his grip was too powerful.
With delectable pleasure sparkling in her eyes, Francie guided the flimsy slip above her
head, her sensuously flaring hips moving slowly back and forth in a tantalizing teasing
rhythm. For a long, leisurely moment, she held the slip by her fingertips, swished it
back and forth, then let it drop to the floor.
This is really happening, Angel thought wildly, this is really happening... now I know
it!
Francie now only had on her flimsy brassiere and lace panties and Angel could see by
the lewd grimaces on the faces of the youths that there was only one thing they wanted
now. They would not be content until she was stripped naked before them.
Francie flipped her long red hair wildly and waited for the inevitable draw of the card.
Angel was so intent on watching Francie that she didn't notice Dirk's fingers as they
slowly slid beneath the hem of her dress. The card was drawn and she watched the girl
reach behind her back for the straps of her brassiere, watched as she pulled at the
narrow elastic band, the rounded fullness of her breasts straining forward. The brassiere
unsnapped and Francie slowly took it off. Angel could almost feel the chill that made
her nipple buds point sharply outward as her breasts sprung yearningly out from their
silken barricade.
"Oh Francie," she gasped as the rubbery smooth breasts burst forth in full nakedness
and full view.
"Boy... some tits," Raymond whistled, his eyes ablaze with lechery, his mouth contorted
into a leering grin. Angel felt a strange mixture of pleasure and fear cascading through
her rigid body.
"Wouldn't you like to play Angel," Dirk grinned salaciously.
"I most certainly wouldn't," the enraged beauty spat back immediately.
"Well, now we've got this one stripped, what are we going to do with her," Tod
grinned.
"Don't hurt her," Angel cried out in fear.
"Don't worry honey, that's not what we have in mind," grinned Tod obscenely.
Angel tried to get up from her chair at that moment but Dirk clamped his hands tightly
down over her thighs. Angel was forced now to watch as Raymond dragged Francie
across the floor, finally sitting on a large soft chair and spreading his legs wide apart.
Francie stood over him, her hips working in a titillating rhythm as Raymond stared at
her, panting. God, she was teasing him, teasing him on purpose. Didn't she know he
was already aroused enough? It almost seemed like she was asking for it, asking to be
brutally raped!
The young man's hands reached out and curved around the panty-clad, rounded
buttocks of the young red-head, his fingers digging into the flimsy silk as he drew her
closer towards his parted legs. Then with a sudden fury he wrapped his fingers around
the elastic waistband of the lacy panties and pulled them violently downward.
God, what was he going to do now? Why didn't she try to stop him?
Her pants down around her ankles, Francie gave Raymond a lusty laugh, throwing her
head back so that her breasts surged forward. Her whole body rocked with laughter as
Raymond's passion-glazed eyes stared up at her voluptuously shimmering breasts and
he pulled her loins close against him, burying his face in between her milky-white
thighs.
"Yess, you bastard, lick me there!" Francie moaned, grabbing Raymond's head and
pushing it even further in towards her pink pussy lips. "Come on, suck me!
Aaaaagggggg! Eat my pussy, damn you!" The animalistic grunts and noises coming
from the redhead's throat stunned Angel, making her head spin and her mind whirl in
confusion. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest watching the wanton, crazed behavior
of her boss's daughter, acting like a depraved whore. What in the hell was happening?
How could this salacious spectacle be real?
"I told you she loved it," Dirk whispered into her ear, "She loves to have a man eat her
pussy... just like all women do."
"I don't," sobbed Angel, "let me out of here," and again she tried to escape, but it was
no use, Dirk had her firmly clamped down.
"Cut the innocent virgin number baby," growled Dirk.
"Why... what do you mean," Angel asked innocently.
"Listen baby, I saw you through the window with those two boys, you're not all that
innocent."
Angel started to tremble violently now, then felt herself being wrenched from the chair
and thrown down onto the softly plushed carpet. Dirk kneeled over her, bending his
head down close to her ear.
Breathing heavily, he growled. "You loved it when those two boys finger-fucked you,
you know you did."
"Please, stop! No more," Angel shrieked, her mind stuck in the depths of a relentless
nightmare. "No, it's not true, none of it is true."
"Baby, it's true alright, wonder how poor old Chuck will feel when he finds out. Can't
get a thing out of you himself and then finds out you give it away to others."
"No, please Dirk, don't tell Chuck, please," pleaded Angel.
Angel's sensitive flesh quivered now as Dirk began to massage her buttocks through her
panties, as he ground his impatient groin against her. Without warning his mouth
clamped down on hers and she gasped. God, his cock was growing hard already under
his pants. She could feel it, she could definitely feel it. What could she do, he was so
strong, how could she escape him and what would she do if she did. Where could she
run to? She could feel Dirk's penis swelling and swelling against her virginal mound
and deep in her heart she knew that it was impossible to resist!
"I'm going to get inside those precious panties of yours, you know that, don't you?"
Dirk breathed heavily into her ear.
Something exploded in her mind now and her body surged upward in rebellion. Like a
caged tiger she fought against his assault with all her strength, fighting at the same time
the deliciously lewd feelings were beginning to seep slowly into her loins.
Her eyes flew open as Dirk grabbed her by the shoulders, "Listen, baby, no more of this
fucking bullshit, I'm going to fuck you... understand...? and you're going to love it!"
"No please, at least not here."
"Okay, come on into the bedroom," and practically dragging the helpless girl he pulled
her into the bedroom and threw her on the King-sized bed.
Angel's mind was in confusion, the sight of Sal's daughter behaving like a whore as
Raymond had invaded her vagina and completely destroyed her sense of balance and
reality in the universe. They way he had brutally ripped off her panties, the way he had
thrust his wetly glistening tongue in and out of her openly welcoming pussy... what
could she do? What was going to happen in there now?
She realized now that she had been saving her previous virginity for Chuck and it was
going to be taken by someone else.
"This time baby, you're not going to feel a boy's fingers in your pussy, you're going to
feel a man's cock," gloated Dirk. "Let's get that dress off, baby."
Before she knew what was happening, Dirk had stripped off his clothes. She tried to
shut her eyes against the sight of his naked body, his upthrust manly cock, but was
afraid of what he might do while she wasn't looking. With a leering, lecherous grin, he
began stroking the heavy foreskin back and forth over the visible throbbing cock-head.
"Not bad, eh?" He was smiling, damn him! He was enjoying the brutal torment he was
subjecting her to! He looked like a sadist, like a brutal, vicious animal with a terrible
cruelty burning in his eyes.
Angel tried not to look, tried to avoid the sight of his hard, hot maleness as he stroked
it back and forth, standing over her so that his throbbing cock was right over her head.
But she couldn't help looking at it... her eyes were drawn to it like a magnet.
God, look at that! Look at the size of it!
Angel stared at his huge instrument, wondering how a woman could take it inside her
without splitting open like a shattered seam!
Dirk slowly sank down next to her, he was intent on ravishing her voluptuous body
and there was no getting away from it, no matter what she tried to do.
"Take that dress off baby, before I rip it off," he threatened.
Hovering above her in his nakedness, with an evil animalistic grin on his face, he bent
forward and took her face in his hands. Like lightning he had clamped his lips on hers
and was thrusting his tongue deep into the heated depths of her mouth. She lay
beneath him, limp and dejected, feeling the hardness of his throbbing penis against her
stomach. One last thought of escape flickered through her mind, but the helplessness of
her situation was overwhelming.
Besides, strange feelings were beginning to well up inside her, sending spasms of a
strange desire through her groin. Through all this she was dimly aware of his hands
leaving her face and traveling between her body reaching for the zipper. With one swift
and powerful stroke he opened it to the top of her smoothly rounded buttocks.
She could feel the rush of cool air on her body as he tore the dress off her body, next
she felt the snap of her brassiere and another rush of cool air as her ripely quivering
breasts surged forward, free at last from constraint. The next snap was her garter belt,
which he unhooked with one swift movement of his probing fingers and his hand then
slipped around the tops of her stockings and slowly drew them down her tapering legs.
Only her panties remained untouched. She was completely exposed to him in all of her
voluptuous nakedness, protected only by the flimsy silk of her white panties. His head
bent downward and she jerked her hips involuntarily upward as she felt his hot wet lips
pressing against the naked flesh of her belly. A sudden shudder rippled through her
body and her hands flew down to his black curly hair, grasping Firmly to keep him
from going any further. But, feeling her hands in his hair, Dirk had thought she had
finally surrendered and this aroused him to new heights of passion. Dropping to the
outline of her vaginal "vee" he flicked his tongue voraciously against the soft
crotchband of her panties, which was already becoming wet with the heated moisture
seeping out of her vagina.
Angel panicked, kicking out, trying desperately to close her legs against this sexual
onslaught, but Dirk merely clamped his sweating palms against the supple flesh of her
inner thighs and held her firmly in place. Her legs thus held open, her eyes wide in
terror, she struggled against him with all her might, grimacing and groaning all the
while. But it was hopeless. Her strength was no match for his, her loins would be
invaded. She saw him kneeling on all fours between her widespread thighs, looking like
he was about to take a healthy bite of her proud upstanding breasts, grinning with
sadistic delight. The virginal young girl lay helplessly watching this proud young beast,
his tongue circling, his lips in nervous preparation for the ravishment about to take
place.
He reached for the waistband of her panty with one hand, the other still resting on the
inside of her fleshy thigh. Two fingers stretched out, dipped inside the waistband and
began to tug.
"Noooooo! Please! Don't! Don't take them off," she screamed, her voice choked with
tears. Her panty-clad ass-cheeks ground down into the soft bed, trying frantically to
resist the crazed, maddening assault on her secret genitals.
"No, please, make him stop, please," she cried to herself in abject humiliation. Her head
flailing from side to side, her heart thumping wildly in her chest, her mind swirling in
confusion, she tried to cry out but the sounds stuck in her throat.
Suddenly, her whole body went rigid and tensed up like a spring about to be sprung.
She felt the wicked thrust of his tongue past her silky pants as it entered the
involuntarily dilating flesh of her pussy-pink cunt.
Waves of repulsion swept through her body as her private genitals were caressed with
the hot wet tongue of the depraved college boy. Yet, at the same time, strange ripples of
forbidden pleasure began to tickle her belly and her sensuously rounded breasts began
to quiver. While his tongue continued its incessant flicking, his hands reached up and
began to caress her breasts, his fingers rolling the now hardened nipples between them
in passionate abandon. She could see his wetly slithering tongue working in and out of
her panty-covered passion-moistened pussy as his hands worked furiously at her
helplessly trembling breasts – and his eyes... his eyes were lit with a demonic lust... and
she could tell that he meant to ravage her as he willed.
Dirk was staring up at her terror-stricken face, waiting. He had seen how she behaved
earlier on in the day when she had begged the boys for more as they had Finger-fucked
her precious pink cunt. Well, he wasn't going to be denied, he wanted some of the
action, too.
And Angel, too, was thinking about those two boys and the lewd performance she gave
with them. Shame and humiliation brought tears to her eyes and random images of
depraved sensations swept through her mind. Through the eddying images in her mind
she could vaguely hear the vile sucking noises Dirk Avalon was making down between
her shamelessly widespread legs.
Dirk was intent on the contours of her face, watching, hoping for her passion to get the
best of her judgment as he continued the torturing oral thrusts deep into her openly
spread cunt, his tongue pushing aside the protective silken panty crotchband as it slid
with lustful delight in and out of her. He saw her tears, but he was unimpressed. This
would teach her to tease little boys. This would also teach her what it was like to play
with big boys. Before the night was over he'd have her begging for more – and she'd
get it too!
And now wasn't too soon to start letting her have it! Laughing loudly, he reached down
behind her knees and brought them up, splaying her legs even wider apart. Struggling
against her nakedly writhing body, he pushed her thighs up so that the kneecaps
touched her helplessly quivering breasts, thus exposing the whole flat plane of her
panty-covered pussy to his depraved sight. He was going to teach her a new trick, and
reveled in the thought. Pushing aside the protective barrier of the silken panties, he
licked his lips with his glistening tongue, then thrust it forward, behind her panties,
between her ripe ass-cheeks, into the tip of her tightly puckered anus.
The sudden hot wetness at this sensitive opening drove Angel to a low moan of
tortured anguish. But it was anguish mixed with a new and exquisite sensation dancing
up her spine as her eyes flickered closed and her lips bared back over her teeth. It was
perverted, wicked, sinful – to feel such a hotly tingling pleasure up between her legs
like this!
Instinctively, she resisted, crying. "Oh don't!" and she struggled to squirm her upheld
ass cheeks downwards and away from the hotly flicking tongue. But Dirk only laughed
lecherously and sent his tongue more wildly teasing into the tightly puckered little ring
of anal flesh. God, yes, he was going to get inside those panties of hers. Now! Now!
Reaching up again, he wrapped two fingers around the elastic waistband with impatient
fury. But her cry of "Nooooo! Not my panties! Keep them on," seemed to stop him,
although the impending doom had sent shivers through her already quivering breasts
and down across her taut belly.
Through her sobbing, through her tears of abject humiliation, Angel felt a new tinge of
an indefinable sensation slowly replacing the revulsion and humiliation which, up to
then, had dominated her consciousness. Her love-starved body began to get the better
of her conscience as her buttocks jerked back at each new flick of the hot wet tongue
into her rectum, sending incredible spasms of delectable sensation surging through her
veins.
She tried to cry out, "No, I can't!" but her new loss of control forbade even that. The
full impact of her lewd behavior hit her when she realized that an almost complete
stranger was licking her genitals – and she was enjoying it! She liked the lustful, wicked
sensation! God, it was awful!
She wanted to fight, she wanted frantically to resist the tiny sparks flying through her
abdomen that threatened to burst into flames in her loins, that threatened to devour
and destroy her. But within moments the trembling young girl realized that her
passions could not be resisted any more than the wetly flicking tongue of this boy could
be resisted in her wetly throbbing genitals.
The dam burst.
A slow, undulating movement began deep inside her buttocks as she thrust her ass
upward towards his hungrily thrusting tongue. Her shamelessly aroused young body
took on a new life of its own. Her hands curled possessively through his black curly
hair, low passionate moans edged out of her throat – her resistance was gone.
Forgotten were all thoughts of humiliation, all thoughts except thoughts of intense,
tingling pleasure, of the fiery pleasure piercing through every inch of flesh.
Her surrender now complete and unmistakable. Dirk grinned savagely and thrust his
thick wet tongue deep up into the hotly quivering lips of her vagina again. He could
feel the soft tickling of her fuzzy pubic hairs against his cheeks and nose as he pushed
his face into her slowly grinding cunt. Yes, she was his now. Look at the passion
contorted face as she moaned and groaned with an abandoned lust while her hips
continued their sensuous undulations. Yes, it wouldn't be long now before she was
begging him to fuck her crazy with his thick eager cock!
"Now, baby, now I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before. Better than
any little boy could ever dream of!"
Angel lay beneath him, panting with pleasure, her thighs spread wide in unconscious
invitation. Her belly and breasts quivered and she felt almost as if her lungs would
burst. It was too terrible! And it was too good.
Seized with new heights of arousal, Dirk bent down over her nakedly voluptuous body
and fastened his lust-crazed mouth over her nipple, nipping it harshly into irresistible
erection. Angel groaned in pain, attempting to twist her body away from this new
assault, but Dirk's hands held her powerfully, his finger digging into the soft fleshiness
of her naked thighs.
Hungry with passion, his lips moved and chewed and nibbled over the rubbery mounds
of her breasts, causing a blissful twitch that descended feather-like to her wetly aroused
vagina below. Her already undulating hips and buttocks began a more rapid rhythm
now, spurred on by the new sparks of pleasure. "That's it baby. Getting hot, aren't
you?" Not waiting for a reply, he moved his head downward again to her warmly
perfumed pussy, his eyes glistening with greedy desire.
"Yes, I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna make you wriggle and scream and soon you're
gonna be begging for it," he hissed.
His lewd and obscene four-letter words only excited her more, but she struggled not to
show it, not to let him know how completely he had conquered her.
"This is it, baby. Spread your legs... wider... wider," Dirk grinned above her in triumph.
Ecstasy mingled with fear as Angel obeyed his brazen command, spreading her thighs
wider and wider. Dirk leaned over her, grinning lewdly, taking his hot throbbing penis
in one hand over her naked belly and guiding it down, using its hot rubbery head to
contemptuously push aside the passion-drenched panties that protected her lustdampened 
pussy lips. She turned her head to one side to avoid the fearful sight, laying
limp and helpless as she felt the first pulsating contact of his penis-head against the
tight virginal opening of her cunt. She dared not breathe, dared not make a move.
"Gooooodddd!" Angel could barely moan as she felt the first sudden harsh pressure
against her well-guarded, passion-tensed vaginal opening.
Dirk pushed forward.
The pain rippled through her body, she coughed "Aaaagh!" and whimpers of fear
echoed through her head as the cock-head slipped through, stretching the tight little slit
of her cunt until Angel felt as though her belly would rip and her thighs tear apart from
the relentless pressure.
"Aaaaagh! God! Stop! Stop, you're hurting me," she suddenly managed to scream. But
no one could hear. No one but Dirk who was grinning down at her with sadistic
pleasure. He was killing her, but he was obviously enjoying her agony.
But the smirk on his face didn't last long. As soon as his throbbing cock felt her
maidenhead his face contorted to a grimace of lust-induced savagery. Jesus Christ! She
really was a virgin after all! As he watched the nakedly aroused young girl beneath, as
he watched his thrusting cock disappearing into the sparse fuzzy hair around her tight
little pussy, something burst inside of him! A virgin! Feeling a real-man-cock for the
very First time! Well, he would make it one time she'd never forget!
There was no stopping him now. No stopping him as he fucked forward with all his
massive weight, smashing against her quivering breasts. His hips worked feverishly,
burrowing his lust-bloated cock-head into her clinging wet cunt, pushing the soft moist
flesh of her vaginal walls in rippling waves before it. His balls smacked heavily into the
upturned cheeks of her softly rounded buttocks with a furious smacking sound. Jesus,
he could feel everything...
Angel had never seen or felt anything so big in her life. Between gasps of, "Oh, God!"
she could feel every part of her insides about to burst. She had never been so filled in all
her life, never felt every fiber stretched to the breaking point and she felt as though his
hotly pulsating shaft had ripped her vagina into thousands of tiny shreds inside her. He
had torn through her virginity without conscience and without mercy, and now his
thick throbbing pole sank deeper into her belly, into the sacred caverns of her inner
vagina; there wasn't one tiny ridge of flesh in there that she couldn't feel being
stretched and pushed as he ground into the sensitive walls of her cunt.
Dirk seemed to ease off for a moment, drawing his cock slightly back from the deep
depths of her virginal cunt. Angel dared not move for fear of new bouts of pain.
Neither one spoke, neither one moved for a long tense moment. Then suddenly she felt
it throb deep inside her tortured elastic vagina as the massive pulsating pole thrust up
another half-inch into her belly.
"Auuuuuugh!" the ravaged young girl cried out piteously, her lips grimaced in pain.
Dirk didn't say anything, but the look of lust in his eyes grew more and more heated as
he flexed his massive organ again.
"Aaaaaugh!" the skewered young girl cried louder this time.
"It feels good, don't it?" He flexed his massive thick shaft still again.
"Gooooood! Ooooohhh!"
"You like it, eh? Feels good?"
"Yes, yes," she whimpered, afraid to offend him though wracked with pain.
"Okay, then tell me you like it," he hissed, a lewd and depraved grin lighting up his
face. "W-what?" The anguish in her voice only served to incite him further.
"I said, tell me you like it, you little cock-teasing bitch."
"I... I... can't..." the ravaged young girl cried in abject supplication.
"Maybe you didn't hear me," he said, flexing his monstrously pulsating shaft deep
inside her quivering belly yet again. "I said, tell me you like me to fuck you!"
Her body trembled from head to foot as she made one last effort to struggle against the
strength of this handsome young student. She knew that this would be the moment of
total, unalterable surrender. That if her courage failed her now, if she gave it to him,
there would be no escaping from him ever. He was asking for the only thing she had
left, her pride, and if she gave him that, there would be absolutely nothing left.
His fingers dug painfully into the softness of her shoulders, his leering face hovered
over hers, a savage fire burning in his bulging eyes. "Tell me, I said, tell me!"
"Ooooooooh," she moaned through her tears. There would be no escape. She was
helpless and weakened by the pain and the humiliation she had already suffered. "Do it,
yes do it to me."
"C'mon, say it like you really mean it. 'Cause you do, you know. Don't you?"
Angel tried to obey but the words stuck in her throat.
"Say 'I want you to fuck me'," he commanded.
"Yes, I want you to fuck me, fuck me," she hissed through tightly clenched teeth. Tears
streamed down her face as she turned it to one side in shame and fear after she had
spoken those depraved and obscene words. Her degradation was now complete. She
couldn't look him in the eye, or any other man for that matter. She had allowed herself
to lose control over all the things she knew were right and good. Now she wished she
was dead. There was nothing left in the whole world except that rigidly pulsating cock
shaft buried deep inside her no longer virginal vagina.
Dirk Avalon was determined to break the last wisps of resistance in the quivering naked
body beneath him. Clamping his mouth down tightly over her wetly parted lips, he
began a slow, teasing rocking motion with his hips between her lewdly spread thighs.
With each rhythmic thrust he could feel the fear-clenched pussy passage widening and
he knew it wouldn't take long to turn this nakedly displayed young virgin into a
writhing mass of unquenchable desire. He knew it, felt it with her reaction to his earlier
caresses. Besides, he had seen her abandoned to lewd and wicked lust earlier with the
two teenaged boys and so knew to what great heights of passion she could travel.
Just as these thoughts were cascading through his mind, Angel's body beneath him
began to react to his rhythmic movements. Realizing that there was no longer any
reason to struggle either against Dirk or against the lustful desires surging through her
veins, thrilled in a wanton way by her forced surrender, Angel began to relax, to enjoy
the pulsating feeling in her cunt with every stroke of Dirk's heavily throbbing cock.
Her body seemed to take on a new and vibrant life, writhing beneath his as she groaned
and moaned up into the warm moistness of his open mouth, thrusting her wanton
tongue deep into its hotly accepting depths. Her subjugation complete, her face
contorted with pleasure, her mouth worked feverishly against his, her whole body
strained and heaved as a light sweat broke out on her forehead.
Dirk knew when to take advantage of a good thing, and now he slid his hand
downwards and into the soft silk of her panties, grabbing her ass-cheeks and flexing his
fingers deep into their voluptuously curved softness. Then he cupped her upwards,
hard, pulling her loins against his and he felt the nakedly quivering girl pulling her
thighs wider still in an effort to allow his massive throbbing flesh to penetrate ever
more deeply into the now voluntarily absorbing cavern of her deeply trembling cunt.
No more pain now, no more infuriating spasms of humiliation. Only the pure pleasure
of that huge impaling rod and the intensity of her own wanton abandon. Her eyes
closed and her tongue sought greater depths in his warm mouth. Wails escaped from
her throat as her body writhed and bucked as she returned the ardent and delicious
passion of the young man above her.
As he was working hard with long, smooth strokes that brought his massive penis
almost all the way out of her wetly clasping cunt on the backstroke and then thrust
forward into her arched buttocks until he could feel and hear the heavily smacking slap
of his cum-filled balls against the panty-protected crevice of her anus. But he could
make her surrender even more complete, and this he did by slipping his hand down
under her thrashing hips to her buttocks where he felt her tiny puckered little anal
opening, soft and warm and defenseless. With his outstretched middle finger, he
wormed it tenderly up against the moist rubbery opening and felt it give way before the
pressure.
"Ooooooohhh! Aaaaaaugh!" she groaned under this newest assault against her already
ravaged body.
But her outcry only incensed him further as he worked his finger teasingly around,
stretching the soft spongy flesh wider and wider as he thrust his outstretched finger all
the way up into it. But one wasn't enough. So he slipped still another finger in and felt
the tight resistance give way almost at once. With a slow, grinding rhythm he
continued to. fuck his fingers in and out of her tightly clasping anal opening.
Her moans at first were of slight discomfort at the unaccustomed entry into her anal
crevice. But these soon turned to great whimpering groans of pleasure as her now wide
stretched little anus became more familiar to this strange new invasion.
The double ravishment of her virginal loins an accepted triumph, Dirk grinned with
new triumphant pleasure. The helplessly skewered girl beneath him began to
voluntarily screw her rectum back on his fingers, as he methodically and rhythmically
screwed into her tightly clasping cunt with his heavily burgeoning young cock. And
now her nakedly glistening body beneath him began twisting and writhing in reckless
abandon, low animalistic moans rummaging from deep down in her throat.
Still not satisfied, Dirk Avalon slid his other hand away from cupping her smoothly
grinding ass around to where his cock was fucking in and out of her hungry pussy. He
let his hand tease playfully through her wetly curling pubic hair, then fondled and
played with the hotly contracting lips of her pussy where his cock was fucking into her.
And it worked. At the tingle of this new and strange sensation, Angel parted her lips
and let out a low wailing moan while Dirk continued to fuck in and out of her, feeling
the ever-widening vagina passage flowering open ever wider in greedy desire to swallow
the whole of his heavily throbbing cock as it plunged again and again in and out of her
lust-drenched cunt.
The sound of her wailing incited Dirk to greater madness and he quickened his rhythm,
quickened the hot, pulsating thrusts as she thrashed in complete submission and
wanton desire beneath him. God, she was ready to cum already! Her legs jerked out on
either side, wide and up, so he slipped his fingers from her rectum with a soft, lewd
little hissing sound and pressed his hands behind her knees, pushing them back up over
her shoulders. Now her whole cock-impaled vaginal plane was wide, wide open to the
pile-driving thrusts of his loins as he smacked brutally again and again into the nakedly
upraised depths of her cunt.
And Angel knew her orgasm was coming, too. She knew that the savage passion
ripping through her loins would soon come to a roaring climax. "Yesssss! Fuck me...
oh, fuck me... don't stop... don't stop!"
Now he had her right where he wanted her, begging him to fuck her senseless with the
wetly pistoning length of his cock. Then quickening his stroke, he ground deeper and
harder up into her open belly so that his heavily hardened cock-shaft fucked up into the
hidden untouched recesses of her womb. He could feel her breasts heaving and
trembling up against his chest, her hardened nipples digging erotically into his flesh.
A shudder of lewd, sexual heat ran through the nakedly writhing virgin as she felt the
whole of her insides bursting apart as though a bomb had been set off deep up inside
her bowels.
"Oh God, I'm cumming! Yes, make me cum harder, make me cum harder!"
Dirk fucked slavishly above her to make this one fuck she would remember all her life,
her first and best fuck ever. He thrust faster and faster, deeper and deeper feeling the
warm liquid gushes of her fiery passion flowing around his frantically pistoning cock.
Faster and deeper, deeper and faster he thrust his hardened maleness in and out of her
wetly opening cunt as he felt her body jerk convulsively upwards several times.
Panting above her, he thrust in hard and deep one final time and suddenly felt his own
white-hot fiery cum shoot wildly out from the tip of his crazily exploding cock. It jetted
far, far up into the hidden recesses of her ecstatically quivering belly... until finally it
was over.
Her body went limp. Her legs fell outward, lifeless, obscenely splayed on either side of
his powerful body. Her own body was battered and exhausted and her heart pounded
wildly in her chest. Yes, she had been conquered all right, but at the same time she had
been satiated and filled as never before. But the shame and humiliation of her
recklessness suddenly seized her. It was almost as if for the first time she really realized
who it was laying on top of her.
She had given herself, surrendered totally to a man she didn't love, to a man she had no
intention of spending her life with. She had refused to yield herself up to Chuck,
Chuck whom she loved and adored more than anyone else in the world and she had
allowed herself to be defiled by her boss' son. Was she mad? Was she truly insane?
Somehow or other he had managed to fuck her with her panties on, her great fear of
losing her panties along with her virginity had been nonplussed. He had fucked her
with her panties on and she had lost her virginity anyway! That, which she had guarded
and cherished so carefully had been wrenched away from her and could never be
regained... never again would she be the same. She had been entered, her secret
sanctuary had been penetrated and now she knew that a new flood-tide was moving
through her, she could already feel emotions cascading through her body that she had
never experienced before and she knew that it was only the beginning.
She, Angel Hanson, was no longer a pure virgin. She had been taken in a brutal and
savage act and yet she knew that she had loved it. Her body had responded to Dirk's
brutal treatment like an old friend, it was weird and masochistic but the pain had
turned her on and eventually had turned into the most exquisite pleasure she had ever
experienced in her young life and she knew that there was no turning back... none
whatsoever!


Chapter 5

Chuck Masters was pretty drunk, no-one in The Dandelion Club had ever seen him in
this state before. He was still keeping himself together quite well, not slurring his
words, not falling down, but he was rip roaring drunk all the same. He sat in his usual
alcove, the one where he had first met Angel and stared sadly down into his drink.
Sal Avalon felt sorry for him. She knew that he was lost and confused. Obviously he
didn't know where Angel was and obviously their relationship was so tentative at this
point, he felt like he had lost her. She decided it was time to move to his table for a
little friendly chat.
"Move over Chuck, got time for a nice lady?" Sal said kindly.
"Sure, sure, Sal," Chuck mumbled, "sit down, not very good company though, you
know, been drinking Sal, been drinking."
"Yes, I can see that Chuck. Look, how about you come into my back room for a while,
there's something I want to talk with you about."
"Is it about Angel," he said eagerly.
"Yes, Chuck, it's about Angel, come on," Sal said, helping the distraught young man to
his feet, "this way."
Sal Avalon only took young men into her back office when she wanted to fuck them,
not that the thought of fucking Chuck was far from her mind. She had always Wanted
a crack at Chuck, maybe tonight was the night, she thought to herself lewdly.
"Where's Angel?" Chuck asked the moment he was in Sal's office.
"Sit on the couch and get comfortable Chuck. Now, listen, Angel needed a break, she's
at my chalet in Tahoe."
"What's she doing there," he asked, creasing his brow.
"Chuck, you and Angel have been having troubles, right?"
"Right... say, how did you know?"
"Angel confessed the fact to me, but I could tell, it was obvious to an old horse like me.
Here's the point Chuck, Angel loves you and wants to give herself to you but she can't.
She had some bad stuff happen to her as a child and it scared the shit out of her. She
felt that if she could free herself somehow, she could come to you."
"Free herself, how?"
"By being fucked by someone else."
"Being fucked... you're kidding me, Angel's a virgin."
"I doubt that any longer Chuck," the older woman smiled, thinking of her sex-crazy
son.
Chuck Masters started to sob, he couldn't help it, he had no control over himself
whatsoever and Sal knew this was her clue to move in.
"Now honey," she purred, stroking his thigh, "you need a little comfort yourself."
"What do you mean Sal?" Chuck asked innocently.
"I mean this honey," she purred as she started to unbutton her blouse, a slow,
tantalizing smile on her lips.
Chuck Masters watched in amazement as the older woman began to strip. She wanted
to seduce him, right here and now, he couldn't believe it and yet he couldn't help but
notice that his cock was beginning to rise in his pants. It was true, he was horny! He
saw her ripely mature breasts now straining in her skimpy bra and as she began to
unzip her tight-fitting pants and peel them off her body, he knew that he would have to
take her!
"Like me baby," she purred seductively, "not bad for a mother of two teenage children,
eh?"
She arched her back and slid her hands round behind, paused for a long voluptuous
moment, then unhooked her brassiere and let it fall to the floor, revealing the
sensuously curving mounds of her ripe breasts.
"You like what you see, lover."
"Um-hum, I sure do," Chuck managed to cough, feeling his throbbing penis eagerly
jerk up harder inside his pants.
"Then take your clothes off baby," she whispered sexily.
Suddenly Chuck new he would, as he looked at the nakedly alluring older woman he
knew that he needed the release she would be able to give him. Angel had been
stringing him up for months and he hadn't been able to fuck anyone else.
As he stepped out of his pants his eyes never left Sal, who had leaned back on the
couch with her elbows, and pulling up one leg toward her lovely breast she had spread
the other out to reveal the red-haired mound of her inviting pussy nestled in the "vee"
of her milk-white thighs.
"Bet Angel has never done this for you, lover boy," she cooed.
"She sure hasn't," Chuck admitted, growing more and more angry at Angel. He'd never
seen her naked or anything and now apparently she was off somewhere screwing some
guy to free herself for him... what fucking bullshit was that. Why couldn't he screw her,
he could have loosened her up months ago, if only he'd been able to get beyond those
precious damn panties!
Suddenly Chuck was naked, his thick pulsating penis bulging out in reckless erection.
Sal's eyes were riveted on his every movement and now were fastened on his bloodfilled 
palpitating penis. She smiled lewdly as she said, "Ummmmm, looks yummy, lover. I like 
your cock. It's going to feel so good up inside me, twisting deep inside my cunt. God, 
how I want you to screw me with it!"
He dropped down onto the couch and drew her close to him with an almost savage
force. Moving one hand down, he grasped the firm roundness of her buttocks and
cupped them. Yes, they were soft and firm as he thought they would be. Feeling the
warmth of his body next to hers, Sal raised her head and fastened her warm mouth
onto his as her hand searched down the length of his belly for his thickly throbbing
penis. His body jerked involuntarily as the cool fingers closed around his rigid flesh and
his eager mouth returned her kiss with raging desire. Her odor was scrumptious, her
lips soft even against the pressure of his teeth, her skin so smooth and satiny that it
sent chills scampering over his skin. She ground her pelvis tightly into him before
suddenly twisting her body and pulling his on top of her with one swift and wellpracticed 
motion. Opening her legs wide to take him between them, Sal grabbed his pulsating hardness
and pressed it against the narrow hair-lined slit of her eagerly waiting cunt. Arching her
back so that they were both lifted off the bed, Sal felt Chuck's hand reach back behind
her shoulder and glide teasingly down her back as she reached under her buttocks and
with his fingers spread her wetly heated vaginal lips wide apart, giving his throbbing
shaft greater contact with her quivering cuntal slit. Then she relaxed, dropping her
nakedly glistening body back to the bed, his stiff massive rod caught securely between
the soft white flesh of her thighs.
"God, put it in me and fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged, smashing her belly close up to
his. Chuck pushed his hands further down her back until they reached the fullness of
her ass-cheeks and he pulled her wetly eager pussy up tighter against him. Moving up
and down slowly, his hardness up against her widespread slit, he felt his hot pulsating
maleness growing larger, swelling as the precious slit beneath it grew wider and wetter
with each slowly passing second. Her naked buttocks rotated frantically against his loins
and her legs suddenly jerking out side on either side, then closed in a tight like a vice,
her calves locking against the back of his thighs.
"God, fuck it into me! Fuck it into me now!" she whimpered with an urgent savagery.
Chuck wanted to take the initiative, but before he could move Sal had thrust her hand
down, grabbing his pulsating cock-head and guided it between the lips of her lust
moistened cunt. Chuck groaned with passionate pleasure as he felt her move his
massive cock-head up and down between her legs, parting her soft silky vaginal hair,
rubbing it up against the inviting pink slit of her cunt.
His passions roused to dizzying heights, Chuck automatically flicked his hips forward
with a sudden cunt-splitting thrust that drove his hotly pulsating shaft deep into the
gaping wet folds of her warmly engulfing pussy.
"Yessss, yessss, lover... lover... deeper... deeper!" she cried as he thrust deep inside her,
feeling the warm elastic sheath slip wetly over his hard massive cock...God, she felt so
tight, like a virgin! Only better than a virgin because the older woman could control her
vaginal muscles so well, making her better than a virgin, better than Angel could ever
hope to be!
So warm, so tight, so good as he thrust deeper into the depths of her tight, passion
flooded cunt, his cock throbbing wildly within the slippery wetness of her cuntal
passage as he rammed ever harder, ever forward.
With a sudden surge, Chuck hit bottom. His cum-loaded balls slapped hard against the
rounded cheeks of her shapely ass and the older woman screamed with pain, a low cat
like howl that pierced the silent room.
Chuck was proud, proud that he was powerful enough to hurt her this way, as he felt
her twist away underneath him at the unexpected pain of his brutal entry. He lunged
his loins harder against hers, thrusting his virile thickness deeper into her wetly
throbbing pussy, before laying still finally for a moment to allow her pain to subside.
"Oh, yes, lover, ram that beautiful cock deep into me," she crooned. Suddenly a hungry
passion seized her and she began frantically fucking her pelvis against him, his cock
growing and swelling with each new lunge as if it would burst any second from the
excruciating pleasure mounting in his testicles as they slapped against the firm
roundness of her ass below. Sal began to pant and moan as she continued to fuck like a
woman gone mad with desire.
My God, she was getting ready to cum! Already! He hadn't been inside her more than a
minute when she gripped him tight between her thighs, opening and closing them
around him in rhythm to his long hard thrusts into her. The knowledge that she was
about to explode made him thrust in and out of her wildly quivering pussy with all his
masculine strength and her low gurgles of insatiable pleasure echoed through his ears.
"Yes, fuck me hard, hard, lover! Harder into me..." Then her words faded in obscene
mumbles as she jackknifed her legs up right, pressing her knees into the soft fullness of
her quivering breasts as she offered him the full luxurious opening of her wetly pliant
pussy upraised to meet his every powerful thrust. Her eyes rolled back in her head,
which thrashed from side to side straining for the explosion she would burst through
her insides at any moment.
"Yes, lover, harder. I'm cumming, cumming," she gasped, her mouth gaping wide in
ecstatic abandon. The sounds that escaped from her gaping mouth were mumbled,
incoherent noises as she pulled her thighs tighter and tighter until the whole of her
pink moist vaginal opening was presented up to him to do with as he would. Her
ankles gripped Chuck over his shoulders as her trembling ass-cheeks rippled beneath
him in a dance of sheer savage ecstasy.
The two panting bodies slapped together with utter abandon as her wild wail pierced
the night with pagan brutality – "I'm cumming! Cumming again!" Screwing herself
ever further on his massively thrusting cock, she tightened her thighs around him and
pumped up and down on it with all her strength.
Suddenly, he could feel his throbbing cock jerk inside her warm cavern and he groaned
as the whole hot sperm shot deep into her belly like a sheet of liquid flame burning into
the depths of the wildly humping woman.
"Fill me," she cried. "Fill me with your cum, lover boy! Cum in me until I'm filled!"
Her eyes flew open in exquisite ecstasy while her pink cuntal lips palpitated feverishly
around his long hot hardness pistoning in and out of her.
Chuck could hardly believe what was happening to him. It had been so long, so very
long since he'd felt the soft warm yielding confines of a woman's vagina that the
pleasure of it was very close to agony. He plunged deeply and ever deeply into the older
woman's receptive pussy and felt his sperm spewing crazily up into her. She was
woman incarnate, this luscious piece of humanity that he had taken. She was healing
his soul, purging his tears, helping him to forget the pain that Angel had brought to
him in the past few months... she was transporting him beyond himself and he loved
every sensual moment of the encounter.


Chapter 6

The morning sun was streaming through Angel's window at Lake Tahoe. She sat up in
her bed and looked at the clock, it was already noon, she had slept so long. She looked
around the bedroom and tried to remember how she had even found her way there last
night, but couldn't recall a thing. The only thing she could remember was being taken
by Dirk Avalon.
She slipped into the shower and bathed, then dressed warmly she went downstairs to
get some coffee. The sight that greeted her in the living room was almost too much for
her and she grasped the stair rail to stop herself from falling.
There, in the middle of the living room, kneeling down on her hands and knees was
Dirk's sister, Francie. And while the two college students hovered above with salacious
grins on their faces, this girl was down there on all fours being mounted by the huge
German Shepherd she had seen the day before.
Angel was both repulsed and fascinated at the same time, her eyes were riveted to the
salacious spectacle before her, to the dog whose legs were planted firmly between
Francie's thighs, to his frantic pelvis bucking back and forth, to his long scarlet animal
penis fucking with long hard strokes into Francie's wantonly grinding young cunt.
The dog opened and closed its mouth, leaving specks of dribble on Francie's whitely
shimmering back as she ground her hips back to meet each pistoning thrust of the
pulsating cock that skewered deep into her belly. Her mouth hung open and low moans
escaped from it as her nakedly kneeling body moved in reckless and obscene lust back
and forth.
"Yes, fuck me you beast! Fuck me hard and good, damn you," Francie screamed and
she bucked back and forth in rhythm with the wild thrusts of the huge animal.
Angel wanted to scream, but held herself back because the last thing she wanted to do
was to draw attention to herself. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs at
Francie. What are you doing? Don't you realize you're just as much of an animal as
that vicious dog, crawling like that on your hands and knees just to satisfy the cruel
obscene desires of those two lewd boys.
She studied Dirk's friends, who were obviously unaware of anything in the world except
the boldly brazen scene before them, their eyes fixed like hungry animals on the
nakedly undulating girl. Raymond was clad only in his undershorts, his aroused penis
bulging inside them like a battering ram. Tod stood beside him, naked and glistening
with sweat, his cock alive with naked desire.
"Go, Jimson, go!" he shouted. "Fuck that horny little bitch like she's never been fucked
before!"
My God, this "party" had turned into a real orgy!
"Yes, yes," Francie moaned, "fuck me you beast. Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried,
thrusting her buttocks back against the mammoth dog flesh that tunneled up into her
hotly throbbing pussy.
Urged on by their cries, the huge dog jumped up closer to his writhing human bitch
and pushed his massive cock further into her wetly clasping cunt, deep savage growls
rumbling from his chest as he flashed his sharp white fangs.
God, I've got to get out of here! My only chance, thought Angel is to lock myself in my
bedroom until it's all over.
Almost as if he heard her thoughts, Tod turned now while the nakedly churning
buttocks of the young girl continued to arch up, to buck back and forth as the massive
dog drove his thundering red penis deep inside her cock-hungry vagina.
"Well Good morning Angel, come on in, Jimson, here's another bitch for you."
With an evil grin he advanced toward Angel, "How about it baby, want to fuck my
dog?"
"N-no, please leave me alone," Angel cried as she tried to run back up the stairs, but it
was no use, Tod had already grabbed her wrist and was forcing her back into the living
room.
She felt his fingers tighten around her arm and she knew that she was trapped. She
could see Raymond grinning at her, obviously enjoying her torment as Tod pinned her
arms behind her back and held her once again close against his throbbing cock, his
lust-impassioned loins.
"Don't miss any of the action," he commanded, pulling her head around, then his free
hand slid inside her sweater, "Oh, the little bitch isn't wearing any bra, I bet your pussy
is all nice and slippery too, isn't it?"
Angel tried to squirm away, but it was no use. She closed her eyes to avoid seeing the
carnal lust of the large dog screwing his bloated cock into Francie's pussy but soon she
opened them again, finding herself mesmerized by the obscene sight in front of her.
Struggling to clamp his forelegs around Francie's slender waist, the dog worked himself
into a frothing frenzy as his wetly glistening scarlet penis plunged in and out of her
quivering cunt again and again. And Francie, too, was becoming more frantic as she
savagely thrust her naked buttocks back up at him, pumping and pumping as if to draw
out the very last ounce of his strength. Her lips parted and a wanton groan of desire
slipped out.
Angel, torn between a slowly rising desire and a frantic repulsion, screamed out, "God
no, stop! Stop it – let me go! Leave me alone!"
"Watch it all baby, soon it will by your turn." Angel felt dizzy and her heart thumped
inside her chest as if it would burst. No, no, they couldn't make her... they wouldn't be
so cruel as to let that enormous dog shove his huge penis into her just-deflowered little
vagina. They just couldn't... What she had already done was bad enough!
Panting heavily and frothing at the mouth, the gigantic German Shepherd suddenly
bucked forward as Francie's feverishly pumping cunt clamped hotly around his huge
thrusting thickness.
"AAAAAAAAAGH! OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW." she cried in bestial delight
as the animal suddenly shuddered and then burst forth with the wild fury of a caged
beast, his hot animal cum spewing out, wave after wave like a dam bursting up into
Francie's human vagina as her buttocks pumped and swayed and ground up against his
in hungrily milking little sucking motions.
Angel snapped her eyes shut again in horrid repulsion. God, this was awful, terrible,
she had never even imagined anything so grotesque. Yet, at the same time, she
recognized strange waves of sensuous lust rippling through her now wetly throbbing
vagina. Still, she squirmed and fought against Tod's vise-like grip as she felt his massive
pulsating shaft press up against her buttocks.
"God, no. No. Oh Please, no!" she cried but not from repulsion this time. Now she was
crying out against the crazy surge of lewd desire roaring and racing all through her
body, from her trembling breasts through her belly down through her milky white
lusciously curving thighs. She knew that she couldn't resist the obscene excitement of
this horrible spectacle any longer and yet she knew, too, that she must try.
Just then she saw Francie pull her wetly clasping cunt free from the dog's long red
penis, after which Francie stood up and noticed Angel for the first time.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't our little virgin," she sneered sarcastically.
"No longer baby, I think you're brother stretched her little pussy last night," Tod
grinned lewdly.
"Let's find out," Raymond said quickly, "come on baby, get out of that dress."
Angel paused for a moment, listening to the last remnants of her conscience which told
her to run as fast and as far as she could. But her conscience was interrupted by the
sharp pain shooting through her arm as Tod gave it another twist.
"You heard the man, take it off baby."
And so, with trembling fingers, Angel slid the zipper down the back of her dress. Then
she paused again.
"Keep going. All the way off, bitch."
As slowly as she could, she reached down for the hem of her dress, drew it up, up, up
and over her shoulders, slid it over her dizzy head then tossed it in a heap on the floor.
"Is this what you want," she glared defiantly up at them, trying to sound scornful and
proud but managing only to sound frightened and nervous instead.
"Okay baby, now get down on all fours."
"What!" screamed Angel.
"I said, down on all fours – you heard me. Down!" Tod commanded with such
authority that Angel dare not disobey.
Angel knelt down now. God, what were they going to do to her? How could she endure
all the horrors they had in mind? And yet, at the same time, she could feel her
resistance slowly melting. She knew that it was wrong and evil, the obscene things they
wanted her to do and yet she had to face the fact that she was fascinated, yes fascinated
and drawn to them like a pin to a magnet, and the powerful sensations flowing through
her loins were a testimony to that!
"Baby, what an ass," Tod murmured as he studied her luscious curves. Raymond walked
in front of Angel now, studying her naked body while his huge pendulous cock hung
down right in front of her face, sending shivers of pleasure running through her.
Angel could feel Tod begin to massage her ass-cheeks through her protective panties,
kneading and squeezing and fondling and caressing until she was ready to scream with
frustrated desire. But then suddenly she felt his hands trying to roll the panties down
over her curvaceous hips.
The familiar panic seized her. "NO! No, don't take them off. Leave my panties on,
please! Anything... I'll do anything. All of you can fuck me, only leave them on!"
Tod and Raymond looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and realized that if
that was the way she wanted it, what the hell. As long as they got to fuck her, what did
it matter to them!
Tod continued his seduction immediately, drawing apart her soft rounded buttocks.
Angel tried to resist by tensing up her muscles, but the pressure of his determined
thumbs inserting themselves in the moist crevice was too great. Thus her panty-clad
ass-cheeks were drawn apart and she could feel the cool rush of air past her panty's
elastic leg band into the hot interior of the softly yielding crevice.
"What a right little ass, she's got," Tod hissed. "Too tight, though, to fuck. I'd better
stretch it out a little."
The next thing Angel knew Tod was sliding the tip of his outstretched middle finger
beneath the elastic band of her panties until it reached the small, tightly puckered little
circle of her anus. She knew it was going to hurt so she clenched her ass-cheeks
together but soon realized the futility of her effort. Tod's relentless searching finger
probed for a moment on the outer edges of her hotly clenching anal ring then shoved
forward as Tod grinned above, sinking into the hot depths of her rectum up to its first
knuckle. Angel jumped a little, expecting a great surge of pain...but it wasn't so bad
after all. However, soon she did jump forward to avoid the painful entry of the second
finger ramming up inside her and she groaned mournfully.
"God, don't! That hurts too much!" Tears streaked down her face not only from the
pain but from the realization that Tod had really meant what he said, that he really
meant to humiliate her, to fuck her right there, in front of Francie and Raymond.
Suddenly she noticed though that Raymond was stroking the bulbously pulsating head
of his cock with his thumb and forefinger. He wasn't going to let Tod have all the fun.
While his friend was bringing up the rear, he would make her suck him off.
Raymond was growing delirious with desire as he watched Tod worm his fingers around
deep up into her tightly clasping asshole and withdrew them again with a soft wet
hissing sound. He listened to the lewd sucking sound as her tight little anus closed
elastically around his withdrawing fingers and he watched as Tod forced her legs wider
apart with his knees then dropped to the floor and began licking wetly at the dark
crevice between her buttocks, moistening the tightly clasping hole for the more
penetrating entry to come.
God, she really wants it! Look at her hot little asshole suck in," Tod growled as he
pulled her panty crotchband still further aside from her alluring anal crevice.
He continued to spread her legs wider with his knees, his hairy legs scratching against
the sensitive flesh of her milky white thighs. She was helpless and alone, completely at
his mercy, and she bit her lips trying to keep back the tears of agony and impending
doom that were welling in her eyes.
Meanwhile, the other huge throbbing penis dangled right in front of her face and as her
smoothly rounded buttocks were being levered up higher, she shut her eyes. She could
sense Raymond's legs near her head but couldn't look. Next thing she knew the young
college boy had grabbed her head by the hair and was pulling it up, sliding his thickly
pulsating cock along her wetly trembling lips.
At the same time the humiliated woman could feel Tod in back of her, fastening his
hands to her hips to hold them steady as he guided his eagerly pulsating shaft toward
her fearfully trembling little anus. With his other hand he pulled the crotchband of her
panties still further aside from her quivering buttocks.
God, let me out of here before I go wild and scream out for them to fuck me like I did
last night.
Angel gasped when she first felt his pulsating cock-head contact her tightly puckered
little anus! God, it was huge! Monstrously large, even bigger than Dirk Avalon's. How
on earth could she take that enormous thing up inside her rectum without splitting her
belly wide open! In a desperate attempt to get away from the monstrously large cock,
she jerked forward only to find herself trapped, feeling the hard fleshy head of
Raymond's heavily pulsating cock slipping wetly up against her inadvertently parted
lips.
She was losing her balance, straining at the same time to escape the brutal entry at both
ends. Suddenly Raymond's hands jerked her head up and she lunged uncontrollably
forward and his thick rod of flesh rushed through her lips into the warmly blanketing
depths of her saliva-choked mouth. She could feel the spongy bluntness of his massive
cock-head sliding down the length of her trembling tongue tearing her thoughts
momentarily away from the other throbbing rod of flesh trying to ram unmercifully
into her tightly puckered rectum from behind.
Angel's eyes flicked open momentarily, then clenched shut again to close out the sight
of his curly pubic hairs as his cock rammed in and out of her mouth, withdrawing on
the backstroke only the hotly swollen cock-head remained inside the warm moist
cavern. Her cheeks puffed as moisture filled her mouth when she was shoved forward
burying the shaft deep in her unwilling throat. Thus she couldn't scream when that
huge relentless penis began to slide in and out of her widespread buttocks from behind.
And Tod was merciless, relentlessly and continuously shoving that massive shaft into
her inch by tortured inch until finally he was buried to the hilt up between her
helplessly squirming ass-cheeks. "Ummmmmm," he groaned, "this is some kind of tight
little asshole."
Raymond grinned with sadistic pleasure at the sight of the sweat glistening body of the
helplessly kneeling woman, watching his thrusting mass of flesh below and the hotly
throbbing shaft skewering up into her vainly resisting little anus from behind. He timed
his powerful thrusts into her cock-contorted face to coincide with those of Tod in back,
holding her head tight as she coughed and sputtered and occasionally attempted to
groan as the swollen tip brushed all the way back up against her tonsils when he fucked
forward. He almost laughed out loud in triumph when he saw her tender moist lips
grasping tighter and tighter around his glistening penis as her warm wet mouth became
accustomed to the unaccustomed assault. Yes, she was definitely getting with it, he
decided, as soon as he felt the first tremorous licks of her tongue flick against his 
cockhead on with withdrawal stroke.
Angel's very helplessness, the very cruel ravishment of her naked body brought strange
ripples of masochistic fire surging through her loins and she felt her excitement
increasing with every stroke, with every moment. Her lewd passions built and built
until she licked and sucked like a demon gone mad, a thin river of Raymond's preejaculate 
fluid and her own saliva dribbling from the corners of her hungrily working
mouth. And still the fire was flaming through her veins until she thought she was about
to burst. Orgasm! She was approaching orgasm already!
And Tod, behind, could feel the growing tide of her animalistic excitement which only
spurred him on to greater heights of excitement himself. Gripping her tightly, he thrust
his eagerly throbbing cock further and further into her rectum as she attempted to
groan with each brutal plunge in a mixture of pain and pleasure. With each stroke of
his massive penis into the soft fiery depths of her rectum he expanded the tiny hole just
a little more and, oh God, the spasms of pleasure that rippled through her body were
beginning to drive her wild!
God, she was actually enjoying this! She was being debased and humiliated and treated
like a common whore off the streets...a whore. Yes, that's exactly what she was. And a
strange masochistic delight rippled through every fiber of her being at this thought!
Yes, a whore and she could act like one! She could act like one and be destroyed by it,
fucked in the ass until she couldn't stand up straight ever again! The lewd subjugation
of her helplessly kneeling form was driving her to mad heights of lust-incited sensation!
She couldn't hold back any longer, couldn't hide the waves of craven delight rippling
through her lust-driven loins. "Ooooooooohhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me deeper," she
suddenly screamed, her words muffled around the rapidly pistoning penis lunging into
her mouth.
That cry was all Tod needed to spur him on. Muttering obscenities delightedly, he
began to saw rhythmically and without mercy deep into the tightly grasping depths of
her soft back passage bringing still further encouragement from between her cock
contorted lips. The writhing young girl had never felt at once so vile and so ecstatically
pleasure-ridden as she did at that moment as her whole rectal channel felt wet and
throbbed with a life of its own as he levered up behind and began to ram the entire
length of his huge massive piston into her warm anus with longer, smoother strokes.
His thrusts pulled her white protective panties in and out with the base of his cock each
time he drew back for another merciless plunge inside her. The kneeling young girl was
fuzzily aware of his lewd chuckles as he pushed down hard on her buttocks with every
powerful stroke of his rampaging cock, trapping her glistening young body between the
skewering cock from behind and the hands in front which savagely pulled her head
tight against Raymond's rhythmically grinding loins. There could be no escape for her
now and she wanted none.
That is, her body wanted none. But her mind still grappled with the strange thoughts of
degradation and humiliation as she heard the grunts and groans of pleasure reaching
her ears in front and behind. She wanted to destroy them all, to hurt them and kill
them for the debasement they were heaping upon her naked body. In her new anger
she tightly clasped her anal muscles against the pounding thrusts of Tod's rigid pole of
flesh lunging into her helpless body.
"Aaaaaaaugh," he groaned. "Jesus, this is a tight little asshole. I can't stand it!" He
threw back his head in unsurpassed ecstasy, knowing she couldn't bear it much longer,
knowing that something had to give inside her, that she was about to cum.
In lust-driven passion, Angel began now to push her hips back to meet each forward
thrust of his long hard cock, undulating her glistening naked body and swinging her
buttocks around in tiny lewd circles, clasping tightly with her hungry anus on each
outstroke. Tod was groaning with pleasure as he watched her panties draw sensuously
back with his wetly throbbing penis and he felt the unmistakably eager little movement
of her ripened buttocks before him.
Tod moaned and groaned as he plunged into her with a new-found fury, knowing she
was now his completely and would unquestioningly do whatever he pleased. Yes, he
had her where he wanted her, a slave ready to obey his every lewd command.
No, there was no longer the slightest tinge of resistance left in this ex-virgin impaled on
his cock. And now, he would fuck her like she'd never been fucked before, and she
would love every second of it...she was loving it now, already, he told himself, as he
watched the wanton circling of her buttocks and the arching hollows of her back while
she worked and ground back into him with obscene eagerness.
At the same time he could see her head rolling from side to side as her hungrily
sucking lips worked their magic on Raymond's thick rigid cock ramming into the
sensuously welcoming depths of her throat. God, look at that face, flushing red with the
intensity of her efforts! And those eyes, mindlessly watching some rapturous vague
point in mid-air!
Savagely she bucked her naked body back and forth against the thickly skewering cock
slamming into the heated depths of her tightly clasping rectum. Grunting and groaning
and moaning, she knew instinctively as women always have throughout the ages that
both these men were nearing their final triumph.
Tod, too, could sense the approaching climax and so he began to fuck even harder into
her tight little anus, battering her eagerly quivering buttocks with his grinding pelvis.
He gripped her soft sensitive thighs even harder now, trying to pull her back over his
long eager cock ever more forcefully.
His hands gripping still tightly on her fleshy thighs, his eyes rolling back in his head,
Tod jolted forward with a mighty thrust, his hardened pole of flesh ripping up deep into
the dark cavern of her anus.
"Aaaaaaauhhhhhhhhhhhh! Goooooooooddddd!" she groaned insensibly. "Fuck me
deeper, harder, deeper, damn you! Yesssssssss, yesssssss," she roared as she felt the giant
tormenting piston of flesh begin to grow larger and larger inside her until she thought
it would burst its seams. It was killing her, stretching the muscles of her rectum beyond
superhuman endurance... and she loved it! Damn! Loved it and wanted it like she had
never wanted anything in her entire life.
"For God's sake, CUM," she shrieked as she bucked back wildly against Tod's heavily
thrusting loins. Working with all his young strength, he shoved forward one last time
with a thrust that nearly tore right through her wildly milking rectal walls. His hot
white cum surged out in wave after wave after wave, soaking not only the cavern of her
rectum but also drenching the white silken panties before Finally flowing in a torrential
river down the insides of her nakedly trembling thighs. She could feel his hot, life
giving liquid Filling her anal passage with a warm wet stickiness and she could hear
him groaning with delight and he collapsed over her kneeling naked body shoving her
still further toward the thick throbbing penis that was still fucking relentlessly in and
out of her warm velvety mouth.
Groaning and trembling with his approaching climax, Raymond pushed his hands in
tight against her thrashing head, pulling her cock-stuffed face back and forth between
his lewdly splayed legs.
With incomprehensible sighs and sounds escaping from her lips with each outward
thrust, Angel clasped her mouth tight around the madly pulsating cock and feverishly
licked and flicked her tongue around it. The lust-swollen head of his penis drove
against her tonsils as her mouth pumped and sucked, her cheeks puffed furiously, her
cum-laced buttocks thrashing and wriggling back against the collapsed form draped
over her nakedly grinding ass-cheeks.
And now it was Raymond's turn. Now she could feel the huge fleshy cock inside her
mouth growing larger, fuller, more impatient. Her tongue licked and sucked and
caressed it with barbarous passion until Raymond thrust his eager pelvis towards her
face one last time.
Angel was ecstatic as the surging sperm that gushed relentlessly from the pulsating tip
of his penis into the warm moist confines of her mouth almost choked her to death.
She grasped the throbbing mass tightly with lust-incited lips and sucked it with an
obscene hunger until it slowly began to grow limp.
Something had opened now in the virgin woman. The flood-gates of her sensuality had
at long last been released and it was almost as if she had to make up for a lifetime of
fear and frigidity. "Fuck me more, more, more," she begged and the two limp penises
slipped out of her orifices. "Fuck me more... more... more."
Her body was a mass of yearning, aching, longing for that ultimate cascading waterfall
of pleasure that she had just been swept over and she wanted to tumble over it again
and again. Once was just not enough!

* * *

"Are you really sure you should be doing this," Sal Avalon asked Chuck Masters
curiously as he drove her Mercedes toward Tahoe at breakneck speed.
"Yes really sure, Sal, I've got to see this with my own eyes, I've got to really convince
myself that what you say it true... once and for all, I've got to know whether Angel if a
virgin."
"Suit yourself honey, only I hope you're strong enough to stand the shock," she said
sighing, thinking of other orgies that her son and daughter had been involved in. In
truth, she was pleased to be going to the house, she hadn't been involved in a group sex
scene in a few months, she always had like orgies. She had had a good time with Chuck
Masters too and had already decided that if things fell through with he and Angel, she
would make a strong play for him. He had spent the night with her and they had
fucked through the entire night.
Sal Avalon liked Chuck Masters a whole lot and secretly she hoped he wouldn't make it
up with Angel Hanson!


Chapter 7

Angel's eyes were glazed with lust now as she stared at Tod's deflated penis. "Aren't
either of you man enough to fuck me," she taunted them, "can't either of you get it up
again," she sneered, hoping to humiliate them into action.
Gone was the bashful woman of yesterday and in her stead, stood a rampantly sexual
woman yearning for further release.
"You want some cock, baby," sneered Tod. "I've got a cock for you, come over here
boy... Jimson!"
Angel suddenly shrank back in fear, oh no, that's not what she wanted... a dog's cock.
She wanted a man's cock not a dog's.
"Go to it Jimson," Tod commanded, his eyes now flashing with wicked and sinful lust.
Jimson crept slowly forward toward the naked woman, who still on all fours tried to
escape from the horrible, unthinkable fate that approached her now...
"No... not the dog," she cried, tears flooding her face. "No, please, not the dog." She
could see his huge jaws menacingly parted, his eager tongue dropping out of his mouth,
dribbles of lustful saliva hanging from his long mouth, as he panted heavily, drawing
closer and closer to Angel.
Suddenly he was beside her, his tongue slowly licking up and down her naked back like
warm wet sandpaper. She trembled with fear, closed her eyes and prayed that he would
go away.
"God, please get him away from me," she sobbed.
"Come on you guys, call the fucking dog off," Francie screamed and Angel looked up as
her boss' daughter moved towards her.
Tod and Raymond were amazed, they had never heard Francie make such a request
before. Suddenly however, they knew that Francie had other things in mind, their eyes
followed Francie as her curvaceous body, clad only in a lacy garter belt and stocking
sank down on her knees next to Angel.
"Thank you, thank you Francie," Angel sobbed.
Without warning Francie began to run her fingers delicately up and down Angel's
naked back. What is she doing, thought Angel, why does she have that strange look in
her eyes and why is my body tingling the way it is?
"Come Angel honey," Francie purred, her moistened lips half parted, beckoning Angel
forward.
Angel was confused but then suddenly she felt Francie's lips pressing against hers. Oh
my God! thought Angel wildly, let me out of here.
Before she knew what was happening however, she felt Francie drawing her body close
to hers and she was taking part in the lesbian act by opening her mouth to receive
Franice's hungrily thrusting tongue.
Next thing she knew Francie's smooth sensual fingers were caressing and fondling her
breasts and nipping at her pink nipples, urging them to erectness. Yes, do it! Oh how
she loved it!
Without warning Francie pressed herself on top of Angel, forcing her naked body down
against the soft plush carpet. She thrust her rapidly flicking tongue inside Angel's
mouth while their whitely shimmering breasts and nipples rubbed together in growing
passionate excitement.
"Holy Smoke. Look at them," Tod mumbled, watching the scene with widely bulging
eyes.
"Man what hot little bitches," Raymond joined in.
Both he and Tod gaped in amazement as they watched the two naked girls, Francie's
hands coursing wildly over Angel's body, over her lushly ripened breasts, while their
tongues darted in and out of each other's wetly glistening lips with hungry passion.
God, what a show!
The newly aroused virgin's mind swirled in dizzy confusion. How could this be
happening to her? What was the meaning of this warm, naked flesh against her,
fondling her, kissing her – all soft and warm and well perfumed – what was going to
happen?
Suddenly Angel knew that she didn't care who was on top of her, man or woman, she
wanted it. She locked her legs tightly around Francie's waist and began pulling their
curl-fringed vaginal mounds together while she shoved her tongue ever deeper into
Francie's mouth and then both women began a feverish sucking action. Francie's hands
traveled down over Angel's panties and began gently fondling her ass-cheeks while their
pelvises ground salaciously against each other.
"Yes, yes, touch me. Oh God, touch me," Angel groaned suddenly as she reached in
back of Francie and began prying her smoothly rounded buttocks apart, trying to shove
her extended middle finger into the other's tightly puckered anal opening.
Francie threw her hotly grinding pussy harder against her willing partner and at the
same time stretched her fingers down to pull aside the silken crotchband of Angel's
panties, expertly caressing her hotly throbbing cuntal slit.
Suddenly Dirk Avalon strode into the room, "What the fuck is going on here," he
bellowed angrily as he saw his little virgin writhing and twisting on the floor with his
sister.
Suddenly Dirk knew that he wanted to have some perverse pleasure, he looked at
Jimson, "Let him go Tod," he commanded. Then, suddenly the three men moved into
action in a spontaneously coordinated attack. Powerful hands pried the two obscenely
entwined females apart, grasping hands and legs wherever they found them. Grunting
loudly, they set Angel down on the long low coffee table near the window.
Angel didn't know what was happening, the only thing she was aware of was that her
body was ravished with desire and her cunt was nothing but a squealing mass of raw
and unsatisfied passion.
"Oh God, fuck me! Someone, anyone, fuck me please! PLEASE!"
"You are hot baby," grinned Dirk kneeling in front of her. "Now I'm gonna pave the
way for Jimson."
Suddenly Francie knew that she had to be a part of it too, she ran to the coffee table
and finding Angel's breasts she began to fondle them, squeezing the little pink nipples.
Her mouth clamped down on Angel's and a moment later her tongue was thrusting
into the warm wet cavern of Angel's mouth.
Dirk spread Angel's legs wide apart and like a hungry animal thrust his head down
between her legs. His tongue shot out of his mouth like flame and pushed her panties
aside before beginning to lick her warmly throbbing cuntal furrow. The feverishly
aroused young victim shivered and shook and cried and finally jerked her pelvis up in a
lewd manner.
"Oh lick me, suck me, fuck me," she moaned, her eyes rolling in anguish. Then she
kicked her legs out wide and brought them back in a vice-like grip around Dirk's neck.
Dirk knew how to really get her going, set her begging for more and more. While his
wetly glistening tongue rammed further and further into her palpitating vaginal lips, his
nose purposely tickled up against her budding clitoris until he thought she could burst
with passion.
"God, let me cum! Make me cum!"
She jerked, a searing groan gushing from her throat, and she bucked her hips up off the
table. Yes, by God, she was raving with delirious passion now!
The rising tide of anguished pleasure surged through her aroused young body and she
needed a cock, desperately, any cock rammed to the hilt up in her madly pulsating
pussy. She squeezed her thighs tighter around Dirk's neck, pulling his flicking, licking
tongue ever deeper into her greedily sucking cunt.
"AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH! Yes, yes... YES!"
Her hands then reached down and grasped his head, pulling it further and tighter
against her furry pussy mound. Grinding frantically, madly, the young woman felt at
the same time a lewd new wave of desire course through her body as Francie bent over
to nibble at her erectly pink nipples with her teeth, swirling her tongue maddeningly
around and around each hotly quivering little mound.
"God, a cock! A cock! I NEED A COCK!" Angel's voice was tortured and shrill as she
clenched her eyes shut against the new double ravishment of her twisting, squirming
body.
Before she realized what was happening, before she could assent or protest, Francie had
crawled up onto the table and was pressing her naked vagina down against Angel's face.
At the same time the hands of the men were grappling and fondling at her breasts,
kneading them with feverish passion.
Hot flashes of wild bestial desire pulsed through her loins and convulsed her brain.
"Suck it, suck my pussy," Francie commanded from above her. Yes, yes she would do it.
With a savage squeal of delight she thrust her tongue deep up into the pinkly inviting
little pussy hovering above her mouth. Her hands pulled Francie's hips down over her
face as her tongue sought to go deeper and deeper up into the other's belly.
"Yes, suck me, suck me," Francie squealed, raising and lowering her hips onto Angel's
madly flicking tongue. She ground down hard as she could, her stockinged thighs
straddling the other girl's face, her loins palpitating with insane delight. Her buttocks
were churning Fiercely as Angel slaved against the smoothly sucking walls of cunt flesh
that rippled apart, then twitched back tight together again to capture her tongue and
hold it in wet warmth as long as possible.
All of Angel's efforts now were concentrated on the urgently pulsating pussy above her
so that didn't notice when Dirk slipped his wet tongue out of the moist confines of her
vagina and slipped out from between her desperately clasping thighs. All she felt was a
vague emptiness in her hungry cunt which twitched in spasmatic lustful rapture,
yearning for fulfillment.
Christ, what was that? Something hot and wet had suddenly begun licking at the
passion-soaked crotch of her silken white panties, only this strange this was longer and
more powerful than what had been there before. With a quiver of terror she realized
that this must be that huge German Shepherd and she was about to be further defiled
by it!
Frantically she kicked at the animal, desperately afraid of losing her panties and her
mind. But rough hands were suddenly squeezing and kneading at her breasts, fingering
her nipples maddeningly, and her lust-driven young body was responding! Francie was
still above her, grinding her hotly squirming pussy into Angel's face, twitching on her
tongue...and now this enormous dog was licking at her panties! No, she couldn't resist,
no matter how hard she tried.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she heard herself intoning over and over again.
She had to have satisfaction, no matter how. She had to have it. She knew that what she
was about to do was wrong and evil and yet she couldn't help herself... she just
couldn't...

* * *

At that moment Sal Avalon and Chuck Masters were pulling into the driveway of the
chalet. "They're home, at least," Sal said as she looked around at the cars in the
driveway.
"I'm scared, scared of what I'm going to see Sal, but I want to know the truth," Chuck
Masters said quietly.
"Hope you're strong enough baby, that's all. Let's take a look through the window
first."
The sight that greeted their eyes, shocked even Sal. There was Angel, spread naked out
on the coffee table, with three naked men squeezing and fondling her breasts and
thighs... and the dog! That huge lumbering animal had just leaped up onto the table,
his long scarlet penis poised and fully erect. As they watched in stunned disbelief, Angel
raised her hips up off the table so that the dog could ram his thick glistening cock deep
up into her widespread cunt.
"My God," Chuck hissed, his eyes bulging in amazement as he realized that his
innocent love was actually enjoying herself. Could it really be true... was it really
happening?
Muffled groans of salacious abandon escaped from Angel's throat as she felt the giant
animal cock surging past her protective panties and up into her hotly pulsating pussy.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Deeper! Fuck me!"
Sal could hardly believe the sight before her eyes, it was more than she even had
expected. She could hardly believe that Angel was begging the dog to fuck her!
Flecks of drool ran from the dog's mouth as he rammed his long red penis deeper
inside her hotly clasping cunt, pistoning in and out of her softly parted flesh, jerking
the waistband of her panties further down her belly with each powerful thrust.
"Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," the woman chanted, her nakedly heaving breasts
rising and falling with each gulp of breath she drew. And then, with a savage jerk of her
hands on her hips, she pulled Francie's naked buttocks down harder against her
feverishly skewering tongue driving far into the confines of the hotly working pussy.
With each thrust into the desperately clasping chamber she could feel her own long
denied orgasm building towards its final fulfillment.
"Oh my God!" groaned Chuck, had Angel been lying to him all along, she looked more
like a whore than a virgin to him this very moment.
The bestially pistoning dog was fucking his huge, pulsating cock into Angel's wetly
trembling depths until the intense pressure in her loins could be held back no longer.
A howling wail pierced the room. The young woman's body bucked up, up, up in lust
driven abandon, her wildly aroused cunt screwing up hard on the massive animal cock
that fucked ceaselessly up inside her open belly.
"YESSSSSSSS! I'M CUMMMMMMMINNGGGG!" she wailed, pulling her head away
from Francie's wildly pumping loins. That shriek seemed to spur the animal on for now
he rammed his hips forward with a powerful thrust, letting out a deep low moan as he
too erupted like a bursting dam. Hot animal cum surged from his cock into Angel's
greedily milking belly as her lust-incited pussy clasped and unclasped tightly around it.
Her legs flew up and out, her hotly inflamed cunt milking and sucking at the wildly
spewing animal cock to suck out every last little ounce of his cum as her now passion
driven mouth returned to the hotly quivering cunt hovering expectantly above it.
Chuck Masters was now beside himself, he wanted to rush into the room and tear
Angel from limb to limb. To destroy her for all the pain and anguish she had caused
him. He watched in disbelief as Sal's daughter ground salaciously down into Angel's
face as she came to her climax as she feverishly sucked and the hot white cum spilled
from Francie's loins.
"Hold on Chuck," Sal said suddenly, feeling a little sorry for Angel, after all, she
thought to herself, I was the one who placed her in this situation. "You know she didn't
even get her panties off," she said simply.
"What does that mean?" he growled.
"Well these boys have all fucked her but look they did it to her with her panties on,
maybe you're the one to finally open her up. She's been through a lot Chuck, scared a
lot when she was a child and the really the only reason she wants to free herself is to
give herself to you."
"Is that right Sal?"
"Yes, Chuck, that's right. I've been a little selfish not really telling you that, but you
know, I wanted you for myself... I see now though that you really love Angel, don't lose
her because of your pride, Chuck."
Chuck burst into the room like an atomic explosion, grabbing Angel from the coffee
table and tearing up the stairs with her before anyone really realized what was
happening. All that could be heard were Angel's screams as she was carried away by
him, "Oh no Chuck, not you, oh my God, please forgive me, please forgive me.

* * *

Sal Avalon quickly entered the living room and explained the situation to the
youngsters, stripping herself naked as she did so, "after all, I want a little fun myself
you know," she grinned lewdly as she saw the lust-contorted expressions on not only
the boy's faces but her daughter, Francie's as well.
"What a mother you are," grinned Francie. "What a mother."

* * *

Several hours later, Chuck Masters and Angel Hanson, now finally united in love, knew
that it was time for them to emerge from the bedroom.
At first Chuck had fucked her out of anger and frustration but after that was over he
felt closer to Angel and through her sobs began to get an idea of how things had been
for her. Then he was angry with Dirk and his crew but Angel had begged him to
forgive everyone.
"After all honey," she whispered seductively into his ear, "if they hadn't fucked me so
wildly and brutally, I never would have been able to open up to you."
"That's right," Chuck said slowly gathering his lovely Angel up into his arms. "But no
more from now on, right... I want you all for myself."
"Of course Chuck, I'm yours for ever!"


THE END
