Ball Me, Uncle Harry!
by Stanley English 


CONTENTS 

1 - Play With A Pussy 
2 - Little Sister Loves Big Brother 
3 - Juice 
4 - Mr. Stud 
5 - Twitchy Pussy 
6 - Pistol-Packing Pussy 
7 - Ball Me, Uncle Harry 


CHAPTER ONE 

PLAY WITH A PUSSY 

Mitch Medina and his sister, Gayle, were left an inheritance by their 
wealthy father. Since both were school teachers, they decided to open up a 
girls' school in Briar, Vermont. 

Mitch's first task was to design a prospectus which would be sent to attract 
young ladies between the ages of fourteen and twenty-one who were living 
with aunt, uncle, or cousins, but who were otherwise orphans by death or by 
the separation of their parents. Mitch and Gayle wanted to have full charge 
over their female students and be able to indulge their passions to the 
hilt. 

Mitch was a great stud-all male and very virile-and his sister, Gayle was 
100% lesbian. Gayle was told to hire the all-female teaching staff, who 
would be hired for sexual flexibility more than anything else. 

The first teacher to be hired was the zaftig Ann Walker. Ann was a teacher 
in the New York City school system and thought about leaving the city 
permanently. 

Trying to decide about taking the position, she drove out to Long Beach one 
day alone to think about it. It was early in the morning and she didn't see 
anybody else around. She shrugged her shoulder and lifted her dress before 
she had second thoughts. Her bra and panties came next and she stood poised 
for a moment-a stunning body, brown except for those parts usually covered 
by a bathing suit. She didn't feel like wearing one now. No one was on the 
beach. Why should she bother? 

She plunged naked into the ocean feeling a tremendous release pass through 
her parts as the salt water caressed her naked body, making her nipples 
tingle and her sexual desire mount. 

Ann began to float on her back. It turned her on to watch the waves glide 
over her breasts making them wobble and shake-her nipples breaking the 
water's surface pointing upwards. 

As she stared at her body, Ann saw the dark patch of her hairy bush just 
below the water. She thrust her stomach up and made her crotch appear. Her 
body began to quiver. 

Ann spread her legs and stretched out her arms. She let her head go back and 
she closed her eyes imagining that she was being fucked in the water by a 
beautiful man. 

Then, she heard a noise. Somebody was in the water with her. A man! How 
would she get out of the water? She was stark naked. 

She was about to make an excuse and swim off when suddenly a violent wave 
sent her moving helplessly against his virile body and he got a full view of 
her nakedness. 

Norman Graham lifted her quickly, his hands under her armpits. She could 
feel her breasts brushing against his chest, her tummy moving on his belly. 

Ann began to move away as soon as it became calm, but Norman tightened his 
grip. "Wait a minute, miss. Don't I get a reward for saving a naked damsel's 
life? You might have drowned without my help." 

"I'm a good swimmer," she said as her lips met Norman's. He drew her to him, 
her tits crushing against his chest. Ann felt his cock against her. It was 
stiff and hard. Her fingers dug into his back just above the line of his 
buttocks, urging him against her with a fierce longing. Norman was surprised 
by the girl's brazen behavior. He expected nothing but a kiss, but it was 
evident from Ann's squirming and thrusting body that he had aroused the girl 
to a feverish pitch. 

Norman felt her lips peel open and the tip of her tongue drove firmly 
against his teeth. She wriggled it all around his mouth, licking carefully 
at the back of his teeth and at his palate. He wanted to fuck her. 

His hands slipped down her back until he felt his fingers moving on the 
supple cheeks of her ass. Norman held them for a moment, lifting the soft 
mounds of flesh, then massaging them. 

He rubbed his hands firmly over the rounded cheeks. 

They swam out to a raft about 10 yards away. Norman got up first and helped 
Ann up. As she swung up onto the raft, her eyes stared at his penis. She 
deliberately brushed her hand against it as she settled herself on her back 
and felt its hardness. It really turned her on. 

He lay next to Ann on his side, the crown of his cock pressing strongly into 
the swell of her thigh. Ann felt his breath on her cheek and soon his lips 
were above hers, his tongue lashing about in her mouth tasting the wet 
juices of her saliva. 

His hand closed on her tit. He played with it gently. And then he became 
more urgent, squeezing them tightly, caressing the nipples with his thumbs. 

The girl panted into his mouth, her tongue seeking his. They met and they 
licked each other making wet sounds with their juices. Norman's body lifted, 
his cock searching for her hot cunt. Ann could feel the wetness of Norman's 
cock, lubricated by the salt water. 

Norman lifted his mouth from hers and buried his teeth into her shoulder, 
biting into the soft flesh where Ann's shoulder joined her arm. 

Ann's nails clawed at Norman's back, reaching downward until they met his 
ass. She brought her fingers under his body and grabbed his cock. Ann wanted 
to guide his shaft into her big slit. 

When she had positioned the head of his cock just between the cunt lips, Ann 
withdrew her hand. 

Norman was still playing with her lovely tits. Suddenly, he jutted his hips 
forward, sending his cock deep within her cunt. She stiffened. His cock was 
so big that a hot gushing pain streaked from her poor ripped cunt. Oh, she 
loved the way it felt. 

Ann adapted herself to Norman's fucking motion, gyrating her hips and crotch 
in time with his movements, allowing herself to savor every moment of the 
sex act. 

Now that he was firmly inside her cunt, Norman fumbled his hands beneath her 
buttocks and lifted them off the deck of the water-saturated raft. He 
settled his fingers around the wet cheeks and drove his prick more securely 
into her juicy hole. 

Revolving his hips, Norman made his cock rotate in a circular motion inside 
the hot juicy pussy. He loved the way her tight cunt held his over-sized 
cock. 

Ann began to move the way Norman did, grinding her hips, clenching and 
unclenching her buttocks as she felt Norman's hands pinch her ass roughly. 
She loved the way Norman's young cock stuck rigidly inside her, grinding 
against the fleshy tightness of her hole. 

Ann suddenly felt Norman's cock stop pumping. The engine jerked wildly 
inside her cunt but the rest of his body seemed not to move. She didn't want 
him to come. Not yet. 

But the violent motion of his body and quivering cock told her that he was 
about to come. Ann renewed her own rhythm quickly, determined to reach her 
climax before he pulled out of her box. To help her out, Norman stuck his 
finger up Ann's asshole and tickled her anus, making her body throb. She 
felt a wild sensation in her loins-a wild urge to rock her luscious cunt 
lips over his prick and make it all wet and sticky with her come. 

Soon the muscles in her stomach, cunt and ass rolled and gyrated in ecstasy. 
She was coming all right, those floodgates opening widely. In a moment, her 
cunt was filled with semen. 

She clutched him to her, their naked bodies writhing and rocking on the raft 
until they almost fell into the ocean. 

Norman didn't stop coming. Ann felt as if she were drowning in his cock 
juice. 

It was still early and no people were yet on the beach. Since Norman was as 
naked as Ann, they both dressed and decided to leave before the crowds 
arrived. They drove back to Ann's apartment in Manhattan. 

Inside her pad, Norman took Ann in his arms and kissed her. She relaxed in 
his strong arms, nudging her body tightly against his, making sure that her 
tits pushed firmly onto his chest. 

Norman kissed her soft lips, feeling them quiver under the pressure of his 
mouth. They parted breathlessly and he pushed his tongue gently between the 
girl's teeth, touching his own and finding it as delirious as he'd 
remembered. 

Moving his hands further down her body, Norman drew her brief skirt up over 
her buttocks and began to massage the ripe cheeks through her flimsy 
panties. 

He pressed tightly, straining her body tensely against his own, his fingers 
curling so that they fitted the twin curves beneath her ass. 

They were both really getting hot! 

Ann's skirt rose at the front also and Norman could feel her cunt rub 
urgently against his rising cock. 

Their kissing grew more and more passionate. Ann's hands were stealing down 
to Norman's ass and she fondled his buttocks, rubbing them sensuously, 
caressing the back of his thighs. 

Her tongue worked frantically inside his mouth, taunting Norman with its 
liquid, unceasing movements. She made funny little cries, moans which came 
from her erotic lips. Ann was turned on by his squeezing of her ass. 

Norman's cock reached full erection as Ann's cunt writhed madly against it, 
and he slid two of his fingers into her ass crack. 

Ann opened her legs and raised herself up to make her cunt mound press more 
firmly into his hard cock. She squirmed against his body, feeling his cock 
slide as she worked that cunt closer. 

Breathing heavily, Norman ended their kiss and pushed Ann's body onto the 
bed. He lowered her, his hands never leaving the hot cheeks of her ass, 
until she was lying back on the bed-her feet resting on the carpet. 

Kneeling beside her, his fingers trapped securely beneath Ann's ass, Norman 
brought his mouth to her open thighs and his lips kissed along the silky 
inside of her leg. 

His mouth sank firmly into the flesh, his hands still fondling the cheeks of 
her ass. She parted her thighs even wider allowing Norman to see her cunt 
lips through her panties. 

He ripped off the material of the panties and he derived a savage pleasure 
from the way in which the material tore in his hands. 

Ann's hot cunt burst into full view. Norman fastened his warm lips to the 
pussy. Her legs were wrapped around him, her knees bent, her ankles locking, 
keeping his face pressed tightly to her cunt. 

He got on top of her and quickly unzipped his pants. The mighty shaft was 
swiftly guided through the fly of his underpants and he steered it to Ann's 
crack, one hand guiding his weapon, the other brushing the girl's hands from 
her boobs and replacing them with his own. 

The feel of Norman's hot rod being worked up and down the meat of her slit 
and the realization that his fingers were now playing with her nipple, gave 
Ann wanton lust. 

She slid her fingers through his hair and forced his mouth down onto her 
boobs, at the same time arching her body so that her other tit thrust itself 
against Norman's face. 

He sucked it between his lips, taking that white mound into his mouth, 
fastening his pearly teeth around the nipple. 

"Tell me how you like my nipple, baby. Suck it. It feels so good." 

Turning him on, she pulled one hand from his head and cupped the base of her 
breast, holding the meaty mound for him, caressing the nipple. 

He jabbed his big cock into her cunt. Ann's clit was stabbed with the prick 
as he penetrated that deep gash. 

He began to fuck her cunt, entering and withdrawing, pulling in and out 
tightly, deeply. 

His hands played with her ass cheeks and his excitement increased as he felt 
Ann's ass tense and contract beneath his fingers. 

Norman had a sudden urge to ram those back cheeks together, and he did. He 
squashed the cushions of flesh until they were pressed tightly against one 
another. Her cunt lips began to tighten and Norman felt his prick wedged 
more firmly than before. 

As they fucked deeper and deeper, he lifted her buttocks from the bed 
bearing down on her with his cock. He lunged the hard cock deeper and faster 
into Ann's wet and wild well. Ann could feel Norman's trousers against her 
flesh. His cock was stuck in her cunt from the small opening in his 
underpants and caused the material from his slacks to push into her cunt. 

Norman sucked furiously on her titties, stroking her body as he fucked her 
cunt. Ann maneuvered her body so that her feet touched the floor. Norman's 
body was on top of hers, his toes just on the floor, his thighs locked 
together between hers. 

The slipping down of her feet forced Norman's cock to penetrate her from a 
new angle. It was driven almost vertically into her pussy, the thick stem 
twisting upwards. It dug hard into her, pushing against the clit with every 
forward spring. 

Ann had to grip the sides of the bed for support, her hands holding 
desperately to the fold of the blanket as she pushed herself down on his 
cock. 

He felt himself coming, the excitement surging in his body. He pushed 
forward sending Ann backwards and almost raising her off the bed, his prick 
in tightly. 

Ann came only a few minutes later, her cunt a mass of creamy liquid from 
Norman and herself. 

Her cunt seemed to tighten around Norman's staff and she used her muscles to 
grip the flesh while it pumped its liquid into her hole. 

Norman and Ann rested after performing. Ann realized that she didn't even 
know Norman. Had never even talked to him. All she knew was that he had a 
big cock and good experience in the sack. 

After he left, she decided to definitely take the job in Vermont. This kind 
of promiscuous life-fucking one stranger after another-had to stop. The 
Medina School was the answer. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

LITTLE SISTER LOVES BIG BROTHER 

The next teacher to be hired was Karen Frost. Karen had recently graduated 
from college and this was to be her first teaching job. She had to get away 
from Boston. 

Karen didn't tell him. She would wait until it was time to leave. 

Later that night, Johnny lowered his sister, Karen, onto the carpet of their 
apartment's living room, moving down with her so that his body lay stretched 
alongside the beautiful girl. Against the rug, her luscious limbs appeared 
more desirable than ever. 

Johnny's hands were around Karen's back, half supporting her, raising her so 
that her body lifted slightly toward his. He extended his tongue and brought 
it to her lips. Karen could feel her pussy getting really hot. She slithered 
her own tongue out so that it met her brother's. 

They kissed deeply, slowly, deliberately holding their passion back. Their 
mouths barely touched, lips were just slightly apart. They allowed the moist 
saliva to dribble from each other's mouths into the others. 

Karen felt between Johnny's thigh and again found her brother's cock. It 
stuck out of his slacks to a big fat length. 

She ran her cool, slender fingers up and down the underside teasing it until 
the long, thick monster jumped and pulsed. Then, she quickly unzipped his 
fly and fumbled his prick out of his underpants with a well-practiced 
manipulation of that particular cock. 

The Frost children were having a wild affair for the past year. 

Hot and hard, the violently red cock was stroked gently by her soothing, 
deft fingers. Karen knew every inch of her brother's meat, but each time she 
touched its hard flesh she felt the same thrill. It turned her on to fuck 
her brother! 

As she played with his cock, Johnny dug his fingers beneath the tight 
elastic cup of her brassiere and began to fondle her tit. He massaged the 
covered nipple until it grew large and stiff beneath his touch. 

With his other hand, Johnny fumbled at the clasp of her bra, unhooking it. 
He felt the constriction of the meat holder disappear. His tit massaging 
action was suddenly free to move all over the surface of her melon without 
any problem. He lost no time in taking advantage of it. 

Karen dug having her tits handled roughly. The fiercer, the more violent the 
love-play, the better. 

Johnny, glancing down at her throbbing taut nipple, began to massage it as 
forcefully as he could. He squeezed; his fingers tightly around it, digging 
them into her fleshy mounds. 

Her tongue flicked right into his mouth at his rough treatment and her lips 
finally pressed tightly against Johnny's. She kissed him urgently, rubbing 
her mouth against his. At the same time, she gripped his big cock 
passionately, squeezing the meat so tightly that Johnny thought his blood 
would stop flowing through it. 

Then her thumb strayed over the tip of his cock. It stroked delicately 
across the piss slit and drove him to a frenzy. 

Johnny pushed her hand away for the moment-he wanted to undress. He stripped 
off his shirt and pants. His underpants were pulled down by his loving 
sister. 

Then, Karen turned over on her stomach with her body trembling and heart 
beating, and lay with her thighs slightly parted, her arms crossed in front 
of her face to provide a pillow. 

Johnny knelt at her side, his cock fully erect and pulsating stiffly against 
his stomach. Karen looked so beautiful, the cheeks of her buttocks bulging 
over the transparent nylon of her panties. 

And her stockings hugged her legs so nicely. Those black mesh numbers were 
so sexy, with the big holes revealing the tanned flesh of her thighs. 

Johnny took hold of the waistband of her panties and began to lower them 
over her buttocks. Inch by inch they were peeled away from her cheeks, 
bringing the big fat spheres into his full vision. He studied them 
carefully, lowering his face until his eyes and lips were extremely close to 
his sister's now naked ass. 

His hands played with the cheeks and roamed upwards to stroke her garter 
belt waistband. It turned him on and soon his probing tongue began to tickle 
and lick that luscious cunt. He felt her pussy begin to contract and knew 
she was about to have orgasm. Karen could come more than any chick he knew. 
It was just the beginning of their love-play. 

He continued to tongue her cunt, getting almost as much pleasure from the 
act as Karen. She let him know of her pleasure by rotating her ass in a 
steady, grinding rhythm, trapping her older brother's nose between the 
cheeks and rubbing them tightly together. 

Her tattered panties were now stretched almost to a tearing point across her 
widely spread thighs. They pressed against Johnny's neck and he could feel 
the silky warmth of the intimate garment, smelling her cunt juice on the 
material. 

After he sucked her cunt, he returned his tongue to her asshole and briefly 
licked that back hole to further arouse her. He raised himself from the 
floor and rolled over on his back, his cock sticking up into the air. 

Karen positioned herself above him. She went down on her back with her face 
in line with his loins and then turned towards him. Her knees came up, 
letting Johnny see her bushy cunt in total as he raised his head slightly 
from the floor. 

Seductively she twisted her head towards his prick, keeping herself in such 
a position that Johnny was able to enjoy a full view of her cunt while she 
sucked him off. 

While she sucked that big shaft, she began to finger her crotch, knowing 
that it turned Johnny on to watch her. 

Johnny felt the hard tips of her titties brush against his crotch as she 
bent her face nearer and nearer his rod. 

Karen's mouth soon sank over his big cock, closing tightly about it, and 
working the length gradually between her juicy lips. 

She sucked that cock slowly-as if she were relishing every moment. The 
vibrant hard cock pulsed in her mouth and crammed it completely. 

Karen made her tongue quiver as fast as she could, causing it to lap 
constantly against him. Her lips revolved also, keeping wet, wild, juicy 
movement around that big cock always. 

Johnny had to keep his eyes open because Karen was going to play with 
herself. He wouldn't miss that for anything. She began to finger the hairs 
away from her slit and fondled two of her fingers into the wet cunt hole. 
Her pubic bush had been already moistened by her brother. 

Karen drew back a little, allowing his cock to escape her lips. Then, just 
as the crest was about to slip right out of her mouth, she snapped her lips 
shut again, closing tightly around the cock. She began to tickle the tip of 
his cock with her tongue. Karen really dug doing this. Soon, she felt 
Johnny's cock pulse in her mouth. She had to fuck him now. 

Karen felt so wild and so free fucking her brother. She raised her face from 
her brother's cock and met his eyes in a look which said that she loved him 
more than anyone else, and that it was time to fuck. 

Karen crouched over Johnny's body, her hands supporting herself by resting 
on his chest. She felt Johnny reach between her thighs and position his 
cock, guiding it between the cunt lips. 

Her stockinged thighs, outstretched to make her cunt as desirable as 
possible, were pressing into his bare flesh on his legs. 

The big prick slid easily into the wet pussy of his sister. She sank down 
onto it, feeling the muscular rod move tightly, firmly, up her throbbing 
hole. 

Oh, did Johnny dig fucking his baby sister. They seemed to fit each other so 
perfectly. 

Karen rode herself on his cock, her hands caressing his chest, stroking his 
nipples, her eyes staring boldly into his. 

The cock slid in and out, gripped tightly by the muscles of Karen's cleverly 
manipulating cunt. She twisted her hips sharply, wanting to feel the 
penetration in every inch of her belly. 

Johnny's hands again groped around to her buttocks. He was sitting up and 
holding firmly to the large cheeks of her ass, feeling them wobble this way 
and that, as Karen churned her bottom around and around, to make his prick 
leap in her cunt. 

They fucked in a steadily faster rhythm. They fucked until Karen's body was 
bounding up and down on his. Her tits jumped and shook with passion, her 
stiff red nipples as hard as cement. 

Three times Johnny held himself back. But, this time, he wasn't going to 
hold back. He could see his sister's eyes gleam with her own boiling desire, 
and he jerked her loins deliberately to force his fluid into her body. 

She triggered the flood. His thick juice was ready to spurt. He shot into 
that juicy cunt just as she began contorting through her own intense orgasm. 

Furiously, they sustained their climaxes. Thrusting his buttocks up, Johnny 
half lifted Karen off her feet and pumped more and more of his semen into 
her cunt. She scratched at his chest, her long fingernails leaving a series 
of jagged red marks on his skin as she fought to prolong the joy of her 
orgasm. 

After the final drop of come was wrung from his prick, they still remained 
in position, staring through their hazy, red-rimmed eyes into each other's 
faces. There was no trace of guilt. 

This lack of guilt made Karen feel guilty. She had to get away from Johnny. 
Their relationship, although a groovy one, was unhealthy. They were both too 
young for such a disastrous affair. Since Johnny made no move to end it, it 
was up to Karen. 

She tried to think of a way to end it. 

The first time Johnny fucked Karen was when they were both young teenagers. 
Then, they felt real guilt and didn't start balling until years later. 

It happened when Johnny was 15 and Karen 13. It happened during Easter 
vacation. Johnny and Karen decided to visit the woods outside the small New 
England town of Hobart where they lived. 

Karen was dressed in her school uniform while Johnny wore a shirt and 
slacks. Johnny had had some sexual experiences with a prostitute so he 
wasn't completely innocent. Karen was. 

"Oh, Johnny. I'm so happy that we can spend the afternoon together, just the 
two of us." Karen kissed Johnny on the mouth warmly. 

"Karen, you're not supposed to kiss me like that," said Johnny, strangely 
aroused by Karen. 

Little Karen and Johnny came by a deserted house in the woods and decided to 
enter it. They knew that nobody lived there. Johnny wanted to make love to 
his little sister. He wanted to kiss her virginal little pussy and feel her 
baby titties. 

Entering the house, they checked around making sure that it was as deserted 
as they thought it was. No people around. They locked the door and pulled 
the shutters down. He began to take off his shirt and her blouse. 

Karen began to giggle. "Why do you want me to get undressed, Johnny?" 

"I want to kiss you, Karen, and I don't want to get your clothes all messy." 

It seemed to make sense to Karen and she took off everything but her 
undershirt and panties. Johnny took off his trousers and was wearing only 
his shorts. 

Johnny pulled her to his knees, first pulling up her shirt and his so that 
her naked ass cheeks were in contact with Johnny's bare thighs. The straps 
of her day-shirt slipped from her shoulders and he began to play with her 
little titties which were growing and her little pink strawberry tits sprung 
erect from his touch. Johnny placed his lips to her nipples and began to 
lick them gently. While he was eating her titties, she had lowered his 
undershorts to look at her brother's cock. 

"It's so big, Johnny. And it sticks out so far," Karen said giggling. 

"Will you let me lick your pussy, Karen?" 

She giggled and thought it was a funny idea. But, she consented. 

"Lay back and open up your legs wide." 

She did as she was told and soon Johnny's little hand began to stroke her 
fragile belly. He dropped to his knees and, heaving her legs, he swung them 
over his shoulders and slipped his hands under her thighs and buttocks. He 
darted his tongue toward her little clit which was already erect, inside the 
top of her slit. 

Under the intense licking of his fluttery tongue, the little clit began to 
flutter, revealing an erotic pleasure which became very obvious when she 
pressed her burning cunt to Johnny's face. She put her hands on his head and 
began to mutter. 

"Oh, Johnny. Oh, Johnny. It feels so good, Please do it again. Oh, I like 
the way it feels." 

Johnny didn't really need any encouragement. He continued to kiss little 
Karen's cunt with his mouth, pulling at the throbbing clit with his lips, 
lapping at her cunt with his tongue which flashed at the inner part of her 
hole. 

Karen's breath began to quicken and her body began to jerk wildly, 
uncontrollably. "Oh, I can't stand it, Johnny. Please stop it. Ohhh!" 

She jerked her thighs and suddenly she relaxed, sending forth her first 
spurt of cunt juice into his mouth. 

"Did you like it, Karen?" 

"Oh, yes, Johnny. I love you so much." 

Johnny was feeling a new kind of power and went down on his little sister's 
cunt again, applying in turn his lips, tongue, and teeth to stir up her 
erotic sensations which really turned her on. She began to come again, but 
this time, there was more juice. 

Johnny stopped eating her and wet his erect prick. He stretched over her 
lithe young body and rubbed his cock against his sister's throbbing pussy. 
He felt her jump with excitement. He inserted the tip of the cock between 
her virginal lips. There wasn't much difficulty because her two successive 
orgasms relaxed her muscles. 

"It feels so big, Johnny. It seems to open up my pussy." 

The newness of the cunt-the cherry-the naive words of his little sister-made 
him extremely desirous of her body. With a forceful lunge, he drove his 
throbbing cock into her chaste box. She screamed and said that it hurt. But, 
Johnny was near his climax and couldn't stop. He pushed into her tiny tight 
cunt harder and harder. She was quivering in pain, crying. 

Soon, Johnny shot his load into his sister's cunt. It seemed to relax her 
and she became quiet. 

"It doesn't hurt me anymore, Johnny. Please do what you want to. I like it 
now." 

He put his hand into her cunt and placed his fingers all the way up. "Oh, 
Johnny. Push hard and put it all the way into me. Drive it in." 

His cock was still inside of her and it began to grow again. Johnny took 
quick rhythmic strokes and she began to spread her thighs wide apart and 
bucking up her ass to meet his thrusts, making her shoot liquid all the 
while. 

Johnny thrust his cock in further and further, and little Karen was writhing 
in pain again. She wriggled and squirmed, but for all that jerking, she only 
succeeded in allowing his cock to penetrate up to the top. Her screams and 
tears really excited him so much that he blew his load again into her cunt. 

Karen shook, the pain was so great. But she loved the feeling. It was a 
pleasure pain-one that she would like to try again. But Johnny told her it 
would never hurt again and she believed him. Her brother never lied to her. 

Karen couldn't face Johnny and left him a note saying that she was going 
away and that it was for the best. She left no forwarding address. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

JUICE 

Linda Robbins was an orphan, adopted as a small child by a distant aunt and 
uncle. Her aunt reared her, as her uncle travelled most of the time for 
business. 

One day, when she was about ten, her Aunt Nellie told Linda that her Uncle 
Charley would take care of her for a few days. Aunt Nellie was going to St. 
Louis to visit her parents. Linda didn't really care. Aunt Nellie was a 
bore. 

In the evening, Uncle Charley met Linda in the kitchen. 

"You are becoming a beautiful girl, Linda," he said. 

"Do you really mean that?" she asked, spinning around to show him ail of 
her-her flared skirt swirling up, giving him a provocative look at her long 
slender legs. Linda noticed that his eyes were on her legs. 

They ate dinner together with Charley playing cook. It was a good meal and 
after doing the dishes, they went into the living room to relax. Charley sat 
in an armchair and Linda sat opposite him. She innocently wanted him to 
desire her. Linda didn't quite understand what she was doing. All the little 
girl knew was that she wanted Uncle Charley to love her, to approve of her. 

While sitting, Linda took care to cross her legs so that her skirt barely 
covered her thighs. 

"Can I sit on your lap, Uncle Charley?" she asked. 

"You're too big to sit on my lap, Linda." "Don't you like me anymore?" 

"Oh course I do, baby." 

"Haven't I got nice legs?" She raised her skirt to show him the smooth 
contours of her long legs. 

Uncle Charley gulped. "Little girls shouldn't do things like that, Linda, 
it's not nice." 

She began to pout and she said, "See, you don't like me anymore." 

Linda was driving him crazy. Uncle Charley had a sudden urge to grab her and 
kiss her. It was an uncontrollable action and his warm lips found hers. 
Without being aware of what she did, little Linda darted her tongue between 
his lips into his mouth searching eagerly for his. It was really turning him 
on to be so near her. It was a big fat soul kiss lasting for a long time. 

When it broke, Linda lay back across his lap, her skirt exposing her 
panties. Tenderly, Uncle Charley placed his hand on her bare legs and 
started to fondle them. His fingers crept higher and higher until he came to 
her underpants. Linda automatically parted her legs and now one finger slid 
under her panty leg towards her cunt. His finger touched her little pussy 
and she began to sigh. Quite naturally, she squirmed and wiggled up closer 
to him. Then she reached under her buttocks and placed her hand on his 
throbbing cock. 

Her cunt was swimming in its juice and although his finger went in easily, 
she squirmed with desire as it probed deeper into her pussy. Suddenly, Uncle 
Charley stopped and withdrew his finger. He told her to stand up. 

Uncle Charley leaned forward, reached up her skirt and drew down her 
panties. He told her to pull her skirt up and then he slid his hands around 
her until her bare firm buttocks were in his hands then he pulled forward 
and nuzzled his face in her firm mound and its bushy hair. 

Linda opened her legs and his tongue flicked out and, swimming in her juice, 
started to massage her clit. She squirmed and wiggled under his expert 
tonguing. Then he removed a hand and, undoing her little blouse, exposed her 
ripe titties. As he sucked her baby cunt, he also ran his hand over her firm 
mounds until she began to pant. She was helpless, not knowing what was going 
on. 

His hand left her other buttock and she watched as he opened the fly to his 
trousers and pulled out his big cock. It was tall, stiff and powerful, 
rising and taking in the staring glare of his young charge. 

Uncle Charley took his face from Linda's cunt and made her straddle his 
legs. He pulled her down on his cock. Groaning in joy, Linda wound her legs 
around his back. His penetration was deep and she cried out, writhing in 
pain. 

"You're hurting me, Uncle Charley. Please stop it." 

Linda began to fight him off, but Charley couldn't stop. He used his hands 
to raise her hips and he forced her to move up and down on his cock. She 
rose and fell on him faster and faster, her buttocks bouncing on his thighs 
as he plunged that cock into her little hole. 

He was raping the poor girl and savagely thrust that cock in and out of the 
young girl. She was all wet, the blood running out of her cunt from the 
broken cherry. 

The idea of fucking a virgin made Uncle Charley more excited. He hadn't had 
a chaste dish in a long, long time. Suddenly, his cock stiffened and he shot 
his load of come into her bloody cunt, his hands stroking her little 
titties. 

Little Linda was crying hysterically. "I hate you, Uncle Charley," she 
screamed. 

Charley, realizing what he had done, felt really evil. He kissed her 
passionately on the lips, trying to soothe his young niece. 

"Don't you touch me, Uncle Charley," she cried. But it only egged him on. 
His penis became erect again. 

"No," she cried, "don't come near me." 

Her fights were a waste of time for he stuck that big fat over-grown cock 
into her cunt and pumped and penetrated. The more she cried and screamed, 
the more he plunged that cock in and out of her baby box. 

"Give it to me," he cried. "I want to fuck your cunt. I want to make you 
come, baby." 

"You're a mean man, Uncle Charley. Don't do this to me. I thought you said 
you loved me, Uncle Charley. How can you be so mean. You hurt me so much." 

"Oh, my baby. My big cock won't hurt you anymore. It will feel nice from now 
on. Uncle Charley promises you. I love you very much, Linda." 

"I'll never let you touch me again, Uncle Charley. I'll never let any man 
touch me again. Men are bad." 

He didn't want to listen to Linda. He just wanted to fuck her and he rammed 
his big cock in and out, in and out, until he lost control and couldn't hold 
it back any longer. Suddenly he shot his load into her little hole. 

When he released her, she ran away from him, went up to her room and shut 
the door. Uncle Charley left the house for good when his wife, Nellie, came 
home. Nobody in town ever saw Uncle Charley again. 

When Linda grew up, all the boys thought that she was a cold fish. She 
wouldn't neck or pet or put out anything for anybody. All she did was study. 
In college, when she was studying to be a math teacher, Linda discovered how 
nice it was to have sex with other girls. Who needed men? 

Her first affair with a woman was at the college dorm. It was spring recess. 
All the girls were home for the holidays except for Linda and another 
female, Maggie Whitin. Since Linda went to college in southern Florida, the 
weather was always warm. Maggie had a beautiful body which she displayed as 
she sunned herself daily. 

Linda liked to look at Maggie's long legs and slim hips and big boobies. 

Their first sexual experience really was an accident. Since they were the 
only two chicks around, they were thrown together. Linda didn't know then 
that Maggie was butch. She soon found out. 

"I don't know why you can't relax with me, Linda. I'm your friend," said 
Maggie. Linda was uptight with everybody. 

Turning to face her, Linda looked at Maggie's face and stared at her tiny 
lips. She looked down at the ample tits inside Maggie's revealing halter 
top, then turned her head. 

"Don't you like me?" asked Maggie seductively. She somehow knew that she 
could have Linda. 

Maggie's face became radiant as she stared into Linda's eyes. She raised her 
hands and placed her soft palms against Linda's cheeks and held her warm 
face. 

"You need to learn so much about love," she said as she leaned forward and 
lightly breathed on Linda's face. Then she passionately touched her lips 
against Linda's. 

Feeling the soft mouth against hers, Linda closed her eyes. A warm wave of 
desire moved through her body. Goose flesh formed on her back. Her buttocks 
tingled and she moaned. Her legs shivered and soon her pussy became wet. The 
nipple of passion between her lips swelled and pointed out, making her loins 
nervous and moist. 

Moaning, Linda pressed her lips against the soft mouth. Her hands came up 
and cupped the back of Maggie's head. She stabbed her fingers into the hair 
and pulled Maggie closer. Then she hungrily pressed her body against 
Maggie's. She threw her arms about Maggie's body and hugged her tightly. She 
jammed her loins against the soft belly and shivered as her nipple brushed 
her dress. She jumped and pushed her hips harder, moaning deeply over and 
over again as her mouth moved back and forth, spreading the lipstick Maggie 
wore over her face. 

As she kissed her in return, Maggie reached down. Her fingers worked about 
the sides of Linda's dress and pulled it up, bunching it into her fingers. 
She lifted the dress up until her fingertip touched the soft thighs. Then 
she moved her hands and touched the cheeky buttocks. She slipped her hands 
over the crack and then on her hip, and touched the creamy soft belly. Then 
her hands started down. It was really turning her on fast. Then her hand 
moved between Linda's legs, her palm rolling over the hard nipple. 

Suddenly the breath stopped in Linda's throat. Tears washed down her cheeks. 
She moaned against the soft lips then snapped the kiss and buried her face 
in Maggie's shoulder. Her hands moved up and down Maggie's back. Her thumbs 
and fingers unhooked her halter top. Then, her thumbs hooked into the back 
of the bottom of her shorts and pushed them down, over the plump white 
buttocks. 

When Maggie closed her legs, Linda shoved the suit down and it slid to 
Maggie's ankles. As she held her, Maggie lifted one foot out of the suit and 
parted her legs. She reached for Linda's hand and placed it over her wet 
pussy. 

When she felt the hairy busy hand against her hand, Linda moaned again and 
slid her lips along Maggie's neck. She kissed her softly over the face and 
her fingers moved about, scratching the cunt. Then she moved her middle 
finger through the lips of that cunt, touching the entrance and wiggling her 
fingers through the passage. 

Shivering from head to foot:, Maggie pressed herself against Linda's body. 
Her hand caressed Linda's hair. She tilted Linda's head to one side and 
looked hungrily at the lips, then she pressed her mouth against Linda's and 
stabbed her tongue deep and wiggled her finger into Linda's juicy cunt. 

Sliding her lips away from Maggie's mouth, Linda hugged her with one arm. 

"I never knew that I liked women," said Linda, "but I really dig making love 
to you." Her hand now moved over the plump buttocks and touched between 
them, testing the moistness which was creeping over Maggie's body. 

"What made you change your mind about it?" asked Maggie, moving her lips up 
and down Linda's neck as her finger stabbed in and out of the juicy cunt. 

Pulling her hips back, rising to her feet, Linda told her story of Uncle 
Charley and the fact that she'd never let a man touch her again. But yet, 
she wanted sex. She was horny since she was 10 years old when Uncle Charley 
raped her. But Linda didn't know what to do about it. 

All she did was to play with her pussy in private ... in bed before she went 
to sleep, her fingers massaging the clit and sticking all the way up her 
free and open hole. And she loved to massage her tits, making the nipples 
rise and make her cunt itch. 

Maggie said, "Darling, you don't have to tell me everything. I know. Ill 
make you very happy. I promise." With that, Maggie reached up and undid the 
buttons on the front of Linda's dress and pried apart the flaps. The hard 
tits pointed out through the partition and the nipples were hard and pink. 
She looked at them, then leaned over and touched one of them with her lips. 
She parted the lips and pulled the hard nipple into her mouth. 

Hungrily, Maggie opened her mouth and pulled half of the breast inside. Her 
tongue flicked over the nipple several times, then started to cleanse her. 

As she looked down, Linda's eyes were shining. She reached under her own tit 
and cupped it. She placed her other hand on the back of Maggie's head and 
held her there. Then she stepped forward, trying to get her breast further 
into the woman's mouth. 

When Maggie felt her response, she jumped straight up. Her face went limp, 
then bitterly she twisted her lips. She reached up furiously and grabbed her 
halter. She jerked the cloth hard and snapped the buttons on the back apart, 
popping them across the room. She freed her hard breasts then shoved the 
straps of her halter down her arms, let it dangle in her hand, and tossed it 
away. 

When she was naked, Maggie grabbed Linda's hand and pulled her from the 
wall. She guided her into the hall then into the bedroom. Maggie had her own 
room at the dorm. 

She stopped her at the side of the bed, reached down and quickly threw the 
dress over Linda's shoulders, throwing it across the room. 

As Linda stood there shaking next to the bed, Maggie held her tightly. 
"Don't be afraid, darling, I won't hurt you." 

Linda was now close to Maggie. She was getting hotter and hotter now. 
Suddenly she touched her hips and moved her hands slowly up her belly. Then, 
she spread her fingers and slid them up Maggie's tits, cupping the fleshy 
mounds and lifting them high. 

Then, she stepped before the woman and parted her legs. She leaned back 
against Maggie's body and reached in back for her hands. She guided the 
hands between her legs and cupped her cunt. Then, she pressed hands over 
Maggie's and churned her hips forward and back. 

Her body swelled with passion. Her boobies jutted forward, harder than ever 
before. Her nipples rolled against Maggie's fingers and suddenly one huge 
wave thundered through her body. It hit her stomach and rushed madly, 
feverishly, through her juicy cunt. 

Shivering through her orgasm, Linda turned. She threw her arms about 
Maggie's body and hugged her. She moved her hands up and down the soft back. 
Then she gripped the fleshy buttocks. She held her for a minute and looked 
at the bed, Then, her fingers went slack and she stepped back. She ran to 
the bed and furiously pulled off the covers. 

Linda shoved Maggie to the bed and watched her stretch out. Eagerly, she 
worked her hands about Maggie's fleshy ass cheeks and lifted her hips. She 
stared at the wet mound and the damp legs. Then, she plunged her mouth 
against the mound, brushed the hair aside and stabbed her tongue into the 
wet cunt. She went in deeper and deeper, and pulled the legs out of the way. 
She savored the taste, thrilling to what she was doing, letting her body 
sweat as much as it wanted. 

Lying there, Maggie threw her head to one side and then the other. Her hand 
flew up and touched the soft buttocks. She moved her fingers between them 
and touched the damp mound. She stabbed her fingers into the wet entrance 
and worked them feverishly. Then she moaned aloud and sat up. She threw her 
arm around Linda's hip and pulled her to the bed. 

The, she rolled on top of her, pried the woman's legs apart and stared at 
the soaking wet cunt. 

Maggie moved to her knees above Linda. She pulled Linda's legs back and 
stared at them, especially the wide gap between them. She parted the thighs 
wider and gaped at the exposed pussy. She moved her fingers against the lips 
and parted them. She then stared at the cunt and then worked her arms over 
the legs and forced them back toward Linda's side, stretching her apart even 
further. She stared at the cunt and finger-fucked it. 

"I want you so much," she cried as she leaned over, her lips touching the 
moistness and her tongue making its way into Linda's cunt. 

As the tongue began to suck her cunt, Linda just lay there and the pressure 
built inside her. Her stomach knotted hard and her legs trembled. Her body 
sweated more than it had ever done, and soon she threw her head back and 
forth, tossing it. 

"Oh, darling. Suck my cunt," she cried. "Your tongue feels so good as you 
eat me." Linda began to moan. 

Suddenly, a door opened. It was Joe, the maintenance man. Maggie had 
forgotten to draw the curtains of her room and Joe had seen the two women 
making love. He couldn't stand it, and since no one was around due to the 
spring recess, he decided to take care of his erect cock. The girls would 
never rat on him. They couldn't possibly because he would tell what he saw 
through the window. 

As Joe entered the room, Maggie was kneeling over Linda's body, lying across 
the bed. Linda's arms were wrapped about Maggie's hips. Her face was pressed 
between Maggie's legs and her tongue was moving up and down the slit. 

Stepping forward, Joe shoved his trousers down and kicked them off. He tore 
his shirt off and threw it behind him and stepped into the strange bed above 
Linda and looked down. 

Opening her eyes, Linda just stared. When she saw his big cock, she lowered 
her head away from the damp mound and looked up at him. "What the fuck are 
you doing here, Joe?" Joe just grinned and pushed the cock towards her face. 
She coldly grabbed the cock and pulled it forward. She placed it against the 
moistness and drew her hand away. She lowered her head to the bed and stared 
up. 

Looking down at Maggie's mound, Joe pushed slowly. He entered Maggie by 
degrees and felt the feathery softness close about him. He grabbed her hips 
then and pulled her back, slowly. He shoved and his cock buried inside her, 
reached the full length. 

Maggie knew she was in his power. She could do nothing but lay back and 
enjoy it. 

Linda was angry. Oh, she'd go through with the scene, she had no choice, but 
she wouldn't like it. 

As he buried his head inside her, Maggie threw back her head. A feeling of 
great pleasure filled her. She closed her eyes and dropped her head against 
Linda's belly. Her fingers tightened on Linda's buttocks and she moaned. 

"I'm coming. Oh, I can't hold out," she breathed. Her hips started rolling 
wildly against him, churning himself inside her, twisting and turning as her 
vagina closed tight. 

When he felt her close, Joe grabbed her hips hard and slapped his stomach 
against her buttocks. He pressed quickly and shoved with all his might. Then 
he felt the pressure inside her grow until suddenly she shivered and her 
cunt tightened. She moaned again and rolled her cheek against Linda's belly. 
Then she threw back her head and cried. 

"Oh, yes, baby. I'm coming." 

Pressing hard, Joe held himself. He tried to think about non-sexual things. 
He tried to keep his mind from the fact that she suddenly stiffened and her 
cunt opened wide. 

Maggie dropped forward. She slid her body forward and removed him from down 
deep. 

When he saw that she was complete, Joe moved back. He stepped away and 
watched Maggie roll away. Then he looked at Linda and walked around the bed. 
He looked at her slim legs and parted them. He pulled her to the center of 
the bed as Maggie sat up. He rolled Linda to the center and rested her head 
gently against the pillow. 

Linda lay there staring. He worked himself between her legs and fitted his 
cock against her softness and shoved slowly into her body, wanting to enter 
it. 

As he entered, Linda threw her head back. Her lips tightened about her 
teeth. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She hadn't had a cock in her cunt 
since Uncle Charley. It felt so good. All she could remember was the pain. 

She threw her hands down on his back and pulled him against her. She gyrated 
beneath him and parted her legs. 

"Lay on me," she cried. 

He grabbed her fleshy ass and lifted her hips. He held her up, then pressed 
his cock slowly into her depths. 

Instantly, Linda stiffened and her body arched under him. She wiggled her 
hips and then her legs closed about his. She arched and her nails dug into 
his flesh. 

Moving his lips along her neck to her ear, he said, "Come. I want to feel 
you come." 

"No, you won't," she cried, still trying to fight him. 

"You'll come," he said, as his hands furiously moved up and down her back. 
She worked her hips about and slammed herself up against him. She closed her 
legs tightly and held herself against his hips. Then, her face slammed 
against his shoulder and her teeth dug into his flesh. Her nails scraped 
along his back and her tiny body stiffened hard under him. 

She began to moan. To speed her along, Joe reached between her buttocks. He 
found her tiny asshole and shoved his fingers slowly inside. He wiggled his 
hand back and forced it completely inside of her. 

Instantly Linda groaned and her body twisted and turned. Her lips raced up 
and down his neck. Her eyes closed tightly and her tongue moved out. She 
found his ear and lathered it, then started to bathe his neck. 

"Oh," she cried, "don't stop." Linda was in ecstasy. She forgot momentarily 
that it was a man giving her all of this carnal pleasure. 

Suddenly, she stiffened harder than ever and clung against him. Her hips 
.swelled up and then jerked up and down. Then she pressed with all her might 
and her legs closed about him. 

"Ohhhh," she cried. 

Shoving himself hard, he buried his cock inside of her. He felt her jerk 
again. Then, she went limp. Her hands slid off his back and dropped heavily 
to the bed. Moving to his elbows, he watched her smile. 

Looking down, Joe slowly removed his still hard cock from her body. He 
stopped over her legs and dropped to his back. 

Joe lifted one leg over her and made her sit between his thighs. Then, he 
watched her slim fingers wrap about the base of his prick. She stared at him 
for a minute and then leaned forward. Her lips wrapped about his cock and 
her head slowly lowered. 

Watching for a second, Joe stared at her mouth. He pushed himself up and 
watched his cock enter. Then, he dropped his head back and looked up. Maggie 
was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Linda make it with Joe. 

Reaching up, Joe placed his hand over Maggie's tit. She turned and looked 
into his eyes. Then, she turned about and sat facing him. Their eyes were 
staring steadily at each other. She looked at his mouth and leaned over. She 
touched her lips against his mouth and worked her tongue into it. 

As he kissed Maggie he felt Linda's hand on his buttocks. He felt her warm 
mouth moving and suddenly he could no longer wait. He lost his breath and 
popped his mouth from Maggie's. He threw his arms about her and hugged her. 

"I'm coming," he cried. 

As soon as he was satisfied, he dressed quickly, winked at the girls, and 
said, "Any time." 

Linda didn't want to do anything sexual with anybody anymore. She was 
embarrassed to look at Maggie after a while. She liked to ball her but she 
really didn't think it was right. Linda told Maggie that she couldn't see 
her anymore. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to be with a man. 

But, it happened to her, willingly, by accident. Linda was spending a long 
weekend at a college dorm-mate's home. Her girlfriend left the house to go 
shopping one afternoon, and Linda felt like sleeping late. She thought she 
was alone as her friends's parents were away for the day. She forgot about 
her friends's brother, Jerry. 

She was in the living room downstairs, dressed in blue jeans. 

"Hi," he said, walking through the door. 

She answered him without looking up. Jerry was about a year older than she 
was. He was really attracted to Linda. Her cold aloof manner turned him on. 

"What are you doing now?" he asked her. 

"I'm just relaxing," she responded. 

"Why don't you come up to my room. We can relax there." 

She declined. 

"I thought you might like to see my photography. I take great pictures," he 
said. 

"Oh, really. Of what?" 

"Women mostly. Come on up," he said. She consented. 

They sat on his bed and he pulled out his collection. 

In the first, Jerry was lying on the bed completely naked. His cock was hard 
and stuck up high in the air. Above him, a girl with braids leaned over him. 
Her tits were big and her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open and half of 
Jerry's cock was in her mouth. Linda gulped. 

"Don't you want to see my other pictures?" he said, grinning lustily at her. 

In the next picture, Jerry was turned around. The girl was sitting above him 
and he had his arms about her hips. Her buttocks were right above his face 
and his head was buried between her legs. 

In the next picture, Jerry was lying next to the girl. She was on her back 
with her legs parted. She was wearing socks-that was all. One of her slim 
legs was between Jerry's and Jerry's hand was covering her pussy. Two of his 
fingers were buried in its wetness and her hand was wrapped around his cock. 

Then there was a shot of Jerry lying on his back with his legs parted wide. 
The girl was sitting on him, leaning toward his chest. Her legs were spread 
apart and Jerry's big cock was stuffed inside her, gorging the lips wider 
than hell. 

The next shot was a close-up of Jerry. He was lying on the girl and his 
hands were under her buttocks. His head was against her shoulder and his 
face was turned to the camera. His face displayed the look of a man having 
orgasm. 

Linda felt her cunt getting all wet and sticky as she continued to look at 
Jerry's photography collection. Linda tried to be cool as did Jerry. 

In the next shot the girl was still there lying on her back, but another 
young girl was sitting there staring down between her legs with a pained 
expression on her face. Her fingers were covering the girl's cunt and one of 
them was inside. 

Linda felt herself getting really hot. She couldn't look at any more 
pictures or she would explode. 

Smiling at her, Jerry undid his shorts and pushed them down his legs. 

"What are you doing, Jerry?" she asked, really frightened. 

"I want to make it with you," he said. "I dig your sexy body." 

Linda darted out the door of his room and fled down the stairs, her hair 
flying wildly down her back. Jerry ran behind her and slapped his hand 
against her hips. He pressed it there and stopped. 

As she stood there, Jerry moved his hand and touched the tiny clasp of her 
jeans. He grabbed the tab and pulled them down exposing her nakedness. He 
pushed the shorts down slowly and exposed her fleshy ass cheeks. As he 
looked he leaned down and pointed his cock from behind, between her legs, 
and brushed it against her bush. 

"What are you doing, Jerry? What happens if somebody comes home right away? 
We'll both get into trouble." 

Jerry just laughed at her and he stuck his cock between her legs and it 
looked like she had a cock. Linda had to laugh, too. She soon leaned 
forward, resting her head on the stairs and parted her legs widely. 

Behind her, Jerry looked at her buttocks and the thick bush between her 
legs. He looked down at her feet and dropped to his knees. He lifted her 
sandaled foot and slipped off the shoe. He shoved shorts off her feet, then 
parted her slim legs as far as they would go. 

Stepping back he stared at her wet pussy and her back hole. Then he dropped 
to his knees behind her and pressed his face against the buttocks. He 
flicked his tongue against her and began to lick. 

Instantly, Linda stiffened and turned around. She dropped to her ass cheeks 
hard on the stairs and shook her head. 

"You shoudn't kiss me there, Jerry." 

"You dug it, though, didn't you?" 

In shock, Linda turned her head and stared at the floor. 

Then, she got up and padded back to his bedroom and walked to his bed. Jerry 
followed her. She stood with her back to him and she reprimanded his bad 
taste about ass licking. 

"Bullshit," he said as he dropped to his knees behind her and kissed her ass 
cheeks with tiny pecks. 

Above him, Linda threw her head back in agony. Her hands flew into the air 
and she spread her fingers wide. Her hands trembled and soon she was shaking 
all over. 

Slowly she leaned forward and crawled to the bed. She lay there face down, 
then lifted her hips. She moved back until her hips were near the edge of 
the bed. 

As he stared at her again, Jerry dropped to his knees beside the bed. He 
gazed at her cunt and then stared at her asshole. Lifting his hand, he 
touched his finger against her there and held it. 

On the bed, Linda rolled back and forth. She bunched part of the sheet under 
her face and bit it hard. Then, she pushed the sheet away from her face and 
turned her head. 

"Don't do that," she said. 

Removing his finger, Jerry looked at her again. This time he blew gently 
against her. 

Moaning deeply, Linda lifted her hips and rose to her knees completely. She 
arched slightly and threw her head back. Then, she settled back again. 

Staring again, Jerry wet his finger thoroughly and touched it against her. 
He moistened the outside then pushed slowly against her, sinking into her 
soft flesh. He stabbed his finger all the way and held it inside. 

"That's what you want, isn't it? Isn't it?" he cried. 

Shaking her head against the sheet, Linda moaned again. Huge tears rushed 
down her cheeks. She turned her head and stared at the wall. 

"Take your finger away. Please take your finger away." 

Jerry looked at her unmoving body and laughed. Slowly he removed his finger 
from her asshole and turned. He slid on the bed and rolled her angrily to 
her back. He stabbed his fingers into her hair and twisted. 

"That's what you want, isn't it?" he asked as he plunged his lips against 
her mouth and kissed her hungrily, savagely. 

Jerking his lips away from her mouth, he stared at her again and squeezed 
her tit. 

"That was what you wanted, wasn't it? That was it, wasn't it?" "Oh yes," she 
cried. 

Bruisingly, Jerry plunged his mouth against her. He forced her head against 
the mattress and churned his lips against her. He stabbed his hand between 
her legs and kissed her. 

When he felt her settling down, Jerry pulled his mouth away and sat up. He 
smiled at her and said consolingly, "Don't worry. No one will know. I 
promise." 

She pulled him tightly against her and said, "I never had sex like that." 

Patting her head gently, Jerry laid her back on the bed. He turned about and 
parted her legs. He looked at her cunt and dropped to his side. He worked 
one arm under her hips and pulled her forward. He slid his head between her 
legs and touched his lips against her cunt as his hand worked freely up and 
down in her ass crack. 

Turning on her side, Linda stared at the big fat erect organ and touched it 
with one fingertips. She moved her fingers over the hard underside and 
touched his balls. Then she curled her fingers over him and stared. "I want 
that cock," she said softly, movingly. 

Gently, she pursed her lips and brought them to him. She opened her lips and 
wiggled forward, sliding his cock further. Then, she touched his hip and 
moved her hand over his ass. She slid her hand between his buttocks and 
touched him softly. Then, she placed her own finger up his crack. 

When he felt her response, Jerry growled and shot to his knees. He pushed 
her hand away and jumped wildly. He turned her over and spread her legs. 
Then he placed his cock against her and grabbed her hips. He pushed and 
suddenly felt her body give. He entered slowly and she groaned. Then he 
dropped forward until he was all the way in. 

As he settled on her back, he looked at her turned head. Her eyes were 
closed tightly and her mouth was all twisted. 

"Is that what you wanted?" he asked. 

Without saying a word, Linda parted her legs under him and drove her hips up 
against him. She pressed her buttocks hard against his stomach and then 
started to roll her hips back and forth. Then, she moaned again and parted 
her legs further. She drove herself back against him and held his legs with 
her hands. 

"It feels so good," she cried. "Oh fuck me, fuck me hard. Play with my pussy 
with your hot fingers, as you fuck my ass." 

He plunged harder and harder. Suddenly, Linda felt Jerry's cock stiffen and 
he soon came, shooting his load into her bumhole. 

It was timed perfectly because Jerry and Linda heard a car pulling up in the 
driveway. 

Linda rushed back to her room. 

Jerry and Linda saw each other occasionally after that but he chose another 
to marry, leaving Linda alone again. That was when she decided to take a 
teaching position at the Medina School in Vermont to get away from it all. 
She was really looking forward to a girl's school. No men around to upset 
her. She grinned as she packed her things. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

MR. STUD 

Mitch and Gayle Medina decided to hire a token male teacher-someone in 
biology-just to keep some of the heterosexuals around the school happy. 

One of the people they interviewed was Burt Baker. Burt dug chicks. The 
more, the merrier. The idea of teaching in a girl's school was dynamite. 

At the end-of-the-year party at the school where he taught in Flobart, New 
York, Burt was drunk. He sort of kept to himself at the party, his mind 
lingering on thoughts of the fall semester. He hoped his mind wouldn't dwell 
on his forthcoming job all summer. 

A number of chicks approached him at the party and made very obvious 
come-ons to him. The school receptionist, a sexy broad who should model 
brassieres, plopped down on his lap. He giggled as she took the drink out of 
his hand and finished drinking it for him. She put her arms around his neck 
and began to kiss him, warmly, passionately, forcing his lips open and 
circling his tongue with hers. 

Her tits, full and provocatively peeping through the sheer material of her 
blouse, pushed against his chest. He put his hands between them, resting on 
her globes. Then he squeezed and pushed at them until they were almost 
touching her neck, and were half out of her bra. He pulled his head away 
from her, so that she could not kiss him. 

He daringly put his hand beneath her bra, unfastened the garment and began 
to pinch and squeeze the nipples. She squealed and snuggled up closer 
against him. She could feel his cock growing and bulging beneath her. She 
got his other hand under her skirts. To his amusement, she wore no panties. 

As his fingers closed over her hairy cunt, she giggled. Caroline wriggled 
her ass closer to him, so that his hand was forced between the lips of her 
cunt. He could feel the warm wetness and knowing what she wanted, he obliged 
by finger-fucking her. It was wild-sitting at a party, surrounded by scads 
of school teachers, to finger-fuck somebody. Looking around, Burt realized 
that he wasn't the only one busy. A lot of couplings were taking place-one 
even in a standing position. That interested him. 

Withdrawing his hand from Caroline's cunt, he pushed her away. Then, holding 
her by the wrist, he pulled her out into the hallway. "Let's fuck standing 
up," he whispered into her ear. 

Caroline, pickled to the toes, giggled. 

"I'm ready," she said, and stood with her back to the wall. He stood in 
front of her and unzipped his fly. He opened the fly of his underpants and 
out popped a big fat cock. Caroline let out an "Oooooh" and touched the 
rocket with her fingers. 

Burt pushed her against the wall, facing him. He slid her skirt and slip up, 
exposing the bush of pubic hair. Her slit showed pinkly through the hairs. 
His cock began to check out that juicy hole, probing and prodding. 

Caroline helped him. She bent her knees to spread her thighs. Taking hold of 
his cock, she tried to guide it towards her vaginal opening, but only 
succeeded in rubbing it between her vulva. This action excited him. He was 
glad they were in the hallway where no one could see them. 

She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself up, wrapping her legs 
around his waist. This brought her pussy close to his cock, and also spread 
the lips of her cunt wide, so that his cock could now enter her big gash 
which was gaping a welcome to his shaft. Leaning his palms on the opposite 
wall, he placed the top of his cock against the opening. As he pushed in, 
forging his way into her warm, dark channel, she squirmed her ass about, 
moving closer to him and engulfing his gigantic cock into her box 
completely. She whispered in his ear, "Give it to me, fuck me good." 

With her hanging onto him, literally wrapped around him, and squirming 
around his cock, he began to move his ass in a similar, squirming manner, 
while, at the same time, moving in and out, but never coming completely out. 
His palms pressed against the wall, with only Caroline's legs and high heels 
visible, with an occasional glimpse of her bare ass as it came away from the 
wall, the screwing continued for a few minutes, only the increased panting 
of their breathing signifying the approaching crisis. At last they came, 
shooting their loads together. 

Caroline released her legs and straightened up. In doing so, Burt's now 
spent and empty prick slid out of her. Swiftly, he took his hankie out of 
his pocket and wiped her cunt of his juices. Then, he straightened up and 
started to close the fly of his trousers. 

Caroline had begun to pull her skirts down. 

"Oh, no you don't," called out a voice. Startled, Burt and Caroline turned. 
Burt stood in front of Carole to protect her. Two fellow teachers were 
grinning at them. 

"Thought you'd get away with it, didn't you?" asked Tim. 

"Yeah, we watched the whole thing," said Bob. "That sure was a great fuck." 

"Oh shut up," said Caroline. She again started to pull her skirt down, but 
Tim, pushing Burt out of the way, put his hand on her cunt, catching her by 
the short hairs and leaning her against the wall. Putting his arm across her 
chest, flattening her heaving tits, he slid his other hand from her box 
between her thighs, and said, rubbing her clitoris with his thumb, "How 
about it, baby? Wouldn't you like to ride my cock, too?" 

He didn't give her a chance to answer. He put his mouth over hers and began 
to tongue her, even sucking her lips into his, all the while his thumb was 
circling her clitty, rubbing it harder and harder until she felt herself in 
a frenzy of passion. 

Burt wasn't at all angered by the intrusion. After all, this was an office 
party of sorts-an end-of-the-year thing, where he would never see anybody 
again more than likely. 

Bob, who had been keeping an eye on Burt, decided that he would have no 
trouble from that quarter. He went over to Tim and Caroline. 

"Here, let me help," he said, pulling Tim away. He got behind Caroline. He 
slid his arms around her, under her blouse, until he had his hands under her 
tits. 

"Pick her legs up," he ordered Tim. 

"Okay, but wait a minute." He, too, as Burt had done, unzipped his pants and 
took out his cock, the equal of Burt's. He seized Caroline by the ankles and 
lifted her up, with Bob supporting her head against his belly and helping to 
hold her up by holding her against him with the pressure of his hands under 
her boobies. 

Tim spread her ankles wide, exposing her pussy, now very red and 
swollen-looking to his gaze. He let out a whistle and said, "Baby, here I 
come." 

Letting his hands move along her legs as he pushed between them, he made his 
way towards her open cunt. Now he had his hands under her thighs. His prick 
was making straight for the entrance. He let the head of his cock rest 
lightly at the opening for a few seconds, enjoying the sight of her pubic 
hairs over his big cock. Then, placing a hand under each buttock, he thrust 
that big prick in until his balls were hitting her ass. He banged away into 
her, his cock touching her womb, with Bob helping by pushing her forward, 
until at last he came, the fluids of his load spilling onto the floor as his 
limp cock slipped out of her. 

Caroline sighed as Tim let go of her. Bob was still holding her head against 
his chest. Her titties were touching her chin as Bob's hands were still 
pushing them up. 

"Did you come, baby?" asked Tim, zipping up his slacks. 

"No, you big fuck. You came too fast." 

Bob leaned over her. He nipped at her nipple. Then he said, "Don't worry, 
beautiful. 

I'll make you come. I'll make your cunt sing." 

With a sudden motion, he pulled her up straight and bent her forward. With 
her skirts rolled up, her cunt was ready. Her ass stuck up, invitingly round 
and firm. Pushing her head down still lower, he made it possible for her 
cunt to be visible. Bob unzipped his trousers and took out his gorgeous 
cock, a drop of moisture hanging from the slit at the tip. 

Placing a hand on each buttock, he spread the cheeks, making her bumhole 
visible. He poked his forefinger into her ass crack and remarked that that 
hole was too small for his big mother of a cock. Then, he placed his cock 
between the lips of her cunt and let it rest along its length, letting it 
get moist from her juices. 

"Now," he said. He leaned forward, placed the head of his prick against the 
entrance to her channel, and putting both hands under her soft belly, 
pulling her towards him, making her rump higher and her cunt closer, he 
pushed his cock in. It was so big that he had to screw her slowly. It filled 
her cunt completely. 

Caroline was well stuffed. Bob's cock was not only thick, but it was also 
long. Soon it was pushing against her womb. She began to moan and groan. She 
tried to move with him, but couldn't, in the way she was being held, and 
filled. Bob held onto her. 

Her ass was now pushing into his belly, the cloth of his trousers and the 
teeth of his opened zipper making red marks on the flesh of her buttocks. It 
was impossible to see if Bob was making any movements. He appeared to be 
standing still. Suddenly, he began to jerk spasmodically, and groan. 

Caroline groaned with him, and finally hung limp, her belly supported by his 
hands. Bob continued jerking and groaning until he finally collapsed on top 
of Caroline. They both fell to the floor. Bob's now limp cock slipped out of 
her with much dismay. His load slowly oozed out of her. 

Burt got up and with his handkerchief, cleaned Caroline's cunt. He lifted 
her to her feet, pulled down her skirts, and waving goodbye to Tim and Bob, 
led Caroline back to the party. 

Burt had a wild summer of fucking. It was one chick after another. 

Burt's roommate, Wally, had a looker of a girl. She was gorgeous. Everyone 
wanted his girlfriend. During a big summer storm, the doorbell rang. Wally 
went to get the door, wondering what nut would be out in such horrible 
weather. It was his girl, Judy. She was soaked to the skin. 

She was surprised to see Burt home. Burt was never around these days because 
of his active sex life. He was wearing a robe. 

Judy walked up to him and with a quick, unexpected movement, she pulled open 
his bathrobe. She flicked his cock which became erect promptly. 

"Hmmm. I was going to ask you to leave. But I changed my mind. As long as 
Wally doesn't mind, it's okay with me if you stay. I like your big cock." 

Judy removed her wet outer clothes. She moved slowly and thoughtfully. Then, 
she went into the kitchen. She perched herself on the table. "Can I have 
some coffee, Wally?" she asked. Wally went to get her some. 

Burt stood directly in her line of vision, letting the bathrobe swing open. 
He was holding his cock in both hands and swinging it as though it were a 
baseball bat. 

Judy started to laugh. "Cover up, stud. Let me have my coffee first. I'm all 
wet." 

"Well, I'll make you even wetter," said Burt, winking at her. 

Wally got the coffee and she took a sip. Suddenly, Burt pushed her away. He 
looked at Wally and said, "Does she wear panties?" 

"I don't know, Burt." 

Burt lifted Judy onto the table. She was wearing a skirt and blouse. He put 
his hands under the skirt and began to feel about. Judy was dancing away and 
pushing at him. He tried to grab hold of her waist and thighs, but he 
couldn't get above her knees. 

Wally stepped in and, finding the opening of her skirt, unfastened it. The 
skirt fell down and she stood in her slip. You could see by the lines 
showing through, that she wore something under the slip. Wally pulled it up 
and held it as high as her waist. 

"Well, well, a girdle and panties. That's very bad," said Burt. He started 
to pull off her panties, which were pink lace. She pushed at him, not 
wanting to be undressed like this. But the men paid her no heed. 

"Now," said Burt, "You don't want these to get torn, do you?" 

She didn't as they were expensive. She let Burt take them off. 

"What a lovely pussy you have," said Burt as he spread her slit so that the 
pink lips of her cunt showed. Wally began to roll down her elastic girdle. 
He had rolled it down until it was at the top of her thighs, her belly 
rounding out above it, and her ass making a double bulge above it in back. 
She unconsciously was assisting now by holding her slip herself. Burt had to 
take his hands away, to get the girdle off. He unfastened her stockings. 

"Let's undress her completely," he said. So off came her blouse, and bra and 
slip, lastly her shoes and stockings. 

"Now can I drink my coffee?" she asked. 

"Wally, your chick has a one-track mind. You'll get your coffee later," said 
Burt He lifted Judy on the table and, lifting her feet, placed them, knees 
bent and spread, with the soles of her feet flat on the table in this 
position, her cunt was completely open to his stare. He could see her clit, 
with the wrinkles and folds of her cunt covered with bushy brown hair. 

"What a pretty pussy," said Burt. Wally concurred. 

Wally got on the table, and, seating himself in back of her, he spread his 
legs on each side of her. Putting his arms around her, he pulled himself 
toward her until he was as close as he could get. His cock was pressed 
against her back. Wally put his hands under her titties and began to knead 
them and squeeze them. 

Wally rolled her nipples between his fingers. They were small and hard, like 
little buttons. He began to lick and nibble at her ears. 

In the meantime, Burt was making an examination of her cunt. He manipulated 
the clit until it reared itself like a baby cock and grew so sensitive that, 
soon, whenever he touched it, he could see her vaginal hole contract and 
expand. Placing two fingers on each side of the hole, he tried to stretch it 
to look inside. He slipped two fingers in, but, in the position she was in, 
he couldn't get in too far, but he rubbed them in and out anyway. She began 
to squeal and roll her ass. 

"Give it to me," she cried. "Make me come." 

Burt took his prick and placed it against her cunt. Then, putting his hands 
under her buttocks, he pushed his cock into her channel. She squirmed and 
wriggled herself forward until she felt his cock all the way inside her. She 
wrapped her legs around him and held him close. 

He could hardly move. But, Wally, still sitting behind her on the table, 
placed a hand on each side of her hips, high up, and, grasping her firmly, 
in this manner he moved her back and forth on Burt's rod. Burt held his 
hands across Wally's back, so that he couldn't fall. Judy was literally 
sandwiched in between the guys. She had never fucked this way before with 
two men. She couldn't move herself either. So it was that Wally moved her 
back and forth, making her ride easier on Burt's cock, until she came, 
relaxing slowly and with a long sigh. As soon as she shot her come, Burt 
held onto Wally, crushing him against Judy, and Judy against him. He held on 
tightly, until, at last, his body jerked and trembled and he spent himself. 
When he relaxed his hold on Wally, he stepped back and sat down in a chair, 
letting his bathrobe slip off onto the floor. 

"Wow! That was a great fuck!" he said. 

Wally, by now, had also let his robe fall to the floor. He was holding Judy, 
supporting her, as she leaned against him, by keeping his hands under her 
titties. She could feel his hard prick, swollen and bulging against her 
rump. He lowered one hand to her crotch and began to stroke it. He felt how 
slippery it was, from her own juices and from Burt's spendings. He tugged at 
one tit with his other hand until he got the nipple in his mouth. 

As he nibbled carefully at it, he squeezed the lips of her pussy. Soon she 
began to heave and circle her ass. She was ready for another fucking. He 
turned her around so that she was sitting astride his thighs and facing him. 
He lifted her up, pushing her ass up. He slid himself forward more, until he 
had his big rod right under her ass. Then, he pushed her down, and, 
carefully probing and prodding his prick until it found the entrance to her 
cunt, he pushed it in and pulled her down until she was comfortably seated 
on it. 

"Ride it, baby. Ride that cock," he coaxed, while he assisted her in the up 
and down movement. By holding onto his shoulders, she rode herself up and 
down, her slippery cunt moving smoothly and rhythmically. Wally was chewing 
away at the nipple of a titty, trying not to make it sore. Once, it was sore 
for more than a week, and she wouldn't let him touch her tits. When he felt 
he was going to come, he rode himself up and down to meet her risings and 
fallings, and, at last, he spent, his limp prick slipping out of her. She 
relaxed against him, still sitting astride him on the kitchen table. 

It was over. The trio began to eat and they relaxed for a while. Soon, the 
doorbell rang. It was Marty, who lived in the same building. Wally, Burt, 
and Judy were all naked and Marty asked if he could join them in their 
relaxed state. 

Judy giggled and said that it was all right. She was still horny for more 
sex. 

Judy had a nightie in Wally's bureau and decided to put it on. It reached to 
just below her navel and made her look even sexier than when she was nude, 
with her breasts showing enticingly beneath the flimsy material and her 
buttocks looking like two white half-moons below. 

In the bedroom, the men joined her. Judy was stretched out on the floor, 
wondering who was going to suck her pussy. She closed her eyes, deciding 
this time she wouldn't know who was doing it. She felt a pair of legs 
embracing her and a prick being pushed into her mouth. She knew it was 
Wally's. She gave it a little nick with her teeth. Wally tickled her tits 
with his toes. She knew that Marty's head was buried between her thighs 
because Burt's hair was short and curly and the hairs that rubbed the flesh 
of her thighs close to her crotch were stiff and scratchy from some kind of 
hair-dressing. 

Judy tried to imagine Marty's cock in Burt's mouth and Wally's hands 
fist-fucking Burt's cock. But she gave up, lost in her own pleasure that 
washed over her as Marty's tongue worked expertly and rapidly up and down 
the length of her pussy, rolling its tip maddeningly around her clit and 
poking teasingly into her gash. She had to control herself for Wally's prick 
stuffed her mouth. She had to be careful not to bite it. From what she could 
feel of the three men's bodies, she became aware that one by one, each stud 
was coming. At last, Judy, too, came, Marty lapping up her juices. 

Burt was hungry for sex with a strange woman-somebody who wouldn't give him 
a hard time-somebody he'd never see again. He dug picking up strange women 
in the streets. 

Walking along, he saw the perfect catch. A mature woman, maybe in her 
thirties, pretty, and very respectable looking, carrying some grocery 
packages. At this time of day, right after lunch, with hubby away and her 
home empty, many a housewife would be lonesome and ripe for some good honest 
sex. Such a woman would be easy. 

He followed her body with his eyes. 

The woman turned the corner, into a street with one-family homes. He noted 
the trim ankles and rounded ass, neat and well-curved, not too big, not too 
small. He couldn't see her breasts because they were hidden by the packages. 
He walked behind her, trying not to look as though he were following her, so 
he would occasionally consult a small address book and then the number of a 
house as though looking for a certain place. 

Near the end of the block, she started to turn up the walk leading to her 
house. Burt caught up with her. 

"Lady, let me help you. Those packages are too heavy." 

Before she could answer him, he put his hands under the packages close to 
her chest, so that his fingers could size up those mounds. Even through her 
bra, he could feel that each one would fill his hands nicely and firmly. 
With that-with those tits-he was sure she was a hot number. He could feel 
his prick nudging up against his fly. 

The woman invited him in to put the packages on the kitchen table. "My 
name's Burt," he said, setting the packages down. 

"I'm Charlotte," she replied as she bent over the table to sort out the 
objects on it. He could see the valley between her tits and licked his lips 
in anticipation. As Charlotte began to put the things away, he followed 
behind her, handing her things. Each time he would press her, or rub up 
against her, she pretend not to notice his physical contact. 

When she was nearly finished and was bent over putting something into the 
lowest shelf in the refrigerator, her bottom rounded out invitingly under 
her skirt. He pushed against it and wiggled up against her flesh. He moaned 
and shoved his hard cock against her ass, leaning over to squeeze her tits. 
To his pleasant surprise, she wiggled and rubbed her buttocks against his 
horny prick. She pushed her chest down more deeply against his squeezing 
fingers. 

When she straightened up, she looked at the kitchen clock and said, "We have 
more than an hour. Let's go upstairs." 

Without a word, Charlotte led him up the stairs. Since she was ahead of him, 
he slipped his hands under her skirt, and helped her up by supporting the 
rounded cheeks of her ass. She offered no resistance. Indeed, she cooperated 
by contracting one ass cheek at a time and relaxing the muscles so that the 
little motion of her wiggling ass made increased his horny desires. 

Unlike other women, Charlotte was a cleanliness bug. In the bedroom, as they 
undressed, she said, "Let's take a shower together." 

Charlotte's figure was lovely. Her tits were big and bouncy, now free from 
her bra. Her nipples rose, a pinkish brown, from" the center of soft, full 
round melons of flesh. Her belly rounded nicely, slightly full, above her 
bush hair. Between her well-formed thighs, he could see her wanton sbt. 

Burt undressed quickly. He was so impatient that his throbbing cock got 
caught in his fly. Charlotte laughed gustily and went up to him, knelt down, 
and rubbed the nipples of her tits against his prick as she loosened his 
pants. As they fell down to his feet, she gently squeezed his balls. 

In the bathroom, Charlotte turned on the shower, adjusting the faucets until 
the temperature was just right. Putting a shower cap on over her short curly 
hair, she stepped into the shower, the water bouncing on and off her 
titties. He joined her, holding her close, letting her breasts press against 
his chest, his prick prodding at the moist hairs between her thighs. She 
pushed him away, took the cake of soap, and, working up a lather between her 
hands, began to soap him all over. 

Taking the cue from her, he began to lather her body. With circular motions 
of their hands, they rubbed the foamy lather all over each other. Charlotte 
boldly rubbed the deep fissure between his hard ass cheeks, cautiously 
probing that tight back hole, and soaping under and around his balls, 
scrubbing the light hairs around his cock, and carefully washing the fold 
around the tip of his cock. 

Meanwhile, he washed the gash between her thighs, squeezing the cunt lips 
and rubbing her tight clit until it rose up about half an inch. Charlotte 
sighed. 

Spreading her legs slightly, she suddenly placed her hands on his shoulders 
and pushed him down until he was sitting on the floor of the shower stall, 
his face near her pussy. Charlotte straddled his face until his nose was 
rubbing up against her crotch. "Suck my cunt," she whispered. 

He stuck out his tongue and lapped away at her wet, juicy pussy. As the 
waters of the shower played over them, he kept running his tongue up and 
down between the lips of her twat, only slightly aware that she was pressing 
it harder against his face, until his teeth almost bit her. 

As he circled her hard little clit, she began to moan and rotate her ass. As 
he kept sucking away at her cunt, he jabbed the middle finger of his right 
hand into her vagina, as far up as he could. Then he rotated his finger 
while he moved it in and out. 

Between the tickling, sensual motions of his tongue and the finger-fucking 
she soon gave a few spasmodic jerks, and letting out a long, drawn-out moan, 
she relaxed against his head. Before he withdrew his hand, he could feel her 
vagina sucking rhythmically around his finger. 

He stood up and held up his hand, showing her how red and wet it was. Then 
he showed her his finger covered with the milky juice of her orgasm. He let 
the waters of the shower rinse it off. 

"Now it's my turn," he said, and pushed her down until his prick was 
prodding at her mouth. He forced it into her mouth, and while she rolled and 
circled his prick with her tongue, he made back and forth motions with his 
ass, literally fucking her in the head. 

Soon his motions increased, until he was almost choking her. All at once, he 
seized her head with both hands hard, and, with swift spasmodic motions, 
ejaculated his thick juices into her throat, where she had no choice but to 
swallow his discharge with a gulp. Slowly, without a word, he withdrew his 
now limp cock. With relaxed motions, he shut off the shower. 

They dried each other slowly with big bath towels. Then, they ran into the 
bedroom. 

After resting for a while, Burt, whose hand was resting on Charlotte's 
titties, fiddling around with the nipple, began to feel his prick grow erect 
again. 

He pushed his hands between her thighs, separating them wide, and squeezed 
the lips of her pussy. Charlotte sighed and squirmed. "Give it to me now, 
baby," she said, pulling him on top of her. 

Placing himself between her outspread thighs, he guided his stiff cock 
towards her cunt. Gliding the cockhead along her moist opening to make it 
slippery with her cunt juice, he entered her love-hole swiftly and expertly, 
prodding ahead and jamming it full until she was in an ecstasy of pleasure. 

As the hairs of his pubic region rubbed against her own, and titillated her 
clit, she moaned softly. She began to squirm and writhe in a funny way, 
circling and yet with an up and down motion. 

All the while, Burt was going back and forth, with each inward thrust 
prodding the tip of her cervix, his balls banging against the cheeks of her 
ass. Charlotte felt as though she were drowning, as warm wave after wave of 
fulfillment washed over her. As she came, letting her legs relax, he shot 
his big load into her cunt. 

When he withdrew, she could feel his juices flow out of her. Burt got up, 
and taking one of the towels, wiped her cunt. 

She whispered in his ear that he'd better go, that her family would soon be 
home. Burt showered and dressed and said he'd call Charlotte again, knowing 
that he'd never see her again intentionally. She knew it, too. 

One day, Burt decided to take a long drive into the country. He wanted to be 
alone. Or so he thought. Those ideas left his head as soon as he picked up a 
young female hitchhiker along the road. She was dressed in hippie fashion 
with long, flowing hair, no make-up, knapsack over her back. 

"Where are you going?" he asked. 

"Anyplace you are," she grinned. "It doesn't much matter." 

"Hop in," he said invitingly. She did and they drove off. Her name was 
Maureen O'Brien and she was seventeen years old. Burt wondered if she was a 
virgin. Naw! No hippie chick was that. 

As they chatted in the car, Burt put an arm around her, drawing her close to 
him. At first she resisted, but since he let his hand stay on her shoulder, 
she relented and snuggled up against him. He drove one-handed. 

Gradually, ever so gradually, he worked his hand from her shoulder until he 
had it under her arm. She moved a little bit, making it easier for him to 
get his arm closer to her body, good, he thought. She's not resisting. 

Maybe she was just a heavy necker or a cockteaser? Well-whatever-he'd try 
his best. 

She snuggled closer, careful not to interfere with the wheel of his car. His 
hand at least was able to grasp her tittie through the silky cloth of her 
dress. He cupped it in his palm, enjoying the bouncing, jiggling, dance it 
made with the movement of the car. 

Gradually, he began to squeeze and knead it. Finding the nipple, he pulled 
and tugged at it until it rose like a hard little bud and outlined itself 
through the dress. He shifted his arm until it was pressing against her 
right tit, and went to work on the left tit, rubbing the nipple until that, 
too, was visible through her dress. Maureen sighed and snuggled deeper into 
her seat. Still playing with her boobies, he asked her, in a low, hoarse 
voice, "Have you any experience?" 

"I don't understand what you're talking about," she replied. 

"Well, frankly, are you chaste-you know, that is, I mean, are you, well, you 
know-a virgin?" 

"I think so. I'm not really sure." 

"What do you mean you don't know. Were you ever laid?" 

"If by that, you mean did I ever make it with a cat-I'm not really sure. 
I've gone with lots of guys. Well, maybe half a dozen. If I liked him, I 
petted and necked heavily and I let him put his thing between my thighs 
until a funny thing started to happen to him. He would suddenly jerk back 
and forth, and his big thing got smaller, and something wet would come out 
of it and smear over my thighs. Is that what you mean by getting laid?" 

Burt laughed. "You are innocent. But before I answer your question, tell me, 
do you dig me?" 

"Oh, yes," she said, pressing his fingers into her breast. She smiled at 
him. "I'm still afraid of men, really, and I don't want you to think I'm 
easy and cheap, even though you just picked me up on the road." 

"Don't be a child, dear. I just want you to behave naturally." 

"What's that?" she said teasingly. 

"This," he said. With one swift motion, he removed his arm from her, seized 
one of her hands, and placed it on his bulging fly. She gasped and removed 
her hand. 

"Come on," he ordered. "Don't be afraid. It won't bite you. After all, you 
let boys you like put their organ between your thighs. This is fun, too. Try 
it." 

He put his hand back. Timidly, she took her hand away again, and then put it 
back on his bulging prick until, at last, she grew bold enough to let it 
rest hard against the stiff bulge. 

Burt whispered to her to unzip his fly. She did and helped his cock out 
through the open fly of his underpants. The prick rose, a mighty weapon, 
waving slightly back and forth in the air. 

"Now hold my prick in your hand. Circle it with your fingers." 

She obeyed him and was surprised at how thick and hard it was. A little 
clear fluid stayed in a glistening drop at the opening in the tip. At the 
same time, she felt unfamiliar sensations in her own body. A warmth was 
flooding her belly. Her cunt felt very moist and itchy. Her nipples tingled. 

"Now move your hand up and down, like this." He moved it to show her. After 
a few strokes, he said, "You're hurting me. Your hands are too dry." With a 
swift, unexpected motion, he pushed her head down against his big mother of 
a prick. She resisted and tried to pull her head away. But he kept a firm 
grip on it and pushed down harder, his cock probing and prodding at her face 
until it found her mouth. 

"Come on now," he coaxed. "Open up, and don't bite." Little gurgling noises 
came from her as she still resisted. "Come on, baby, suck that cock. 
Remember, I'm driving. You don't want us to have an accident now, do you?" 
At these words, she stopped resisting. 

His cock filled her mouth, almost touching her throat. Experimentally, she 
ran her tongue around the head of the shaft. Burt kept on instructing her. 
It was almost impossible for him to move his hips, since he was driving. 

"Move your lips up and down the length of my prick and keep on sucking and 
sliding your tongue around it, faster, faster. Slow up a little. Hold 
still." Pressing her head down, and holding it firmly in place so that her 
mouth was completely filled, her nose rubbing against the hairs of his cock, 
and her chin touching his big juicy balls, he spurted his juice into her 
throat in short, quick jerks. Still holding the wheel, and keeping his eyes 
on the road, Burt was quite a head humper, as he emptied his balls down her 
throat. 

Maureen sputtered and choked and finally swallowed the stuff, all the while 
making little gurgling sounds. Not until his cock had shrunk to a soft, 
small thing did he release his hold on her head. 

Maureen sat up. Her face was very red, and she took a handkerchief from her 
handbag and wiped her mouth. Burt patted her on the knee. Gently and 
sweetly, he said, "That was very good. Thank you. I hope you liked my cock. 
Did you?" 

Maureen shrugged her shoulders and said that she wasn't too sure about it. 

"Didn't you feel anything while you were sucking my big cock? No pleasurable 
sensations down deep inside of you?" He pressed his hand against her belly. 
It was true. She did like it a lot. 

Putting his arm around her, he pulled her to him and laid her head on his 
shoulder and told her to rest. Letting his hand drop onto her lap, he pulled 
up her skirt and patted her on her softly rounded, lovely thighs, gradually 
going higher until he was at her cunt. To his surprise, she did wear 
panties. At least there was a strip of cloth covering her slit. 

"What is this thing you're wearing, my dear?" he asked. 

She giggled and blushed. "They're bikini panties," she said. However, since 
it was an awkward way to drive, he put his arm back around her shoulder. 
Then, unzipping the back of her dress at the neck, he let his arm go around 
her neck and his hand slip down inside, until he found her naked titties. 
From the hard, erect buttons of her nipples, he knew she was ready for 
screwing. She pretended to be asleep, but in reality she felt such thrills 
going up and down her spine, and a longing in her belly, that she moaned and 
squirmed. She let her hand rest on his cock voluntarily, holding the 
shrunken thing gently. At the same time she kissed his cheek, nibbling at 
his ear. 

"You'd better put my cock back and close my fly," he said. "We're going to 
pull up at this motel we're coming to. You can spend the night with me, 
can't you?" As he said this, he slipped his hand under her skirt and, 
through her panties, squeezed the lips of her cunt together. As she opened 
her mouth to answer him, he pressed his lips on it, and forcing his tongue 
in, rapidly circled her tongue. She was all lit up with desire, and pressed 
his hand hard against her slit, squeezing her thighs together. 

He released her suddenly. Stroking her ear, he whispered, "Well?" 

She nodded in agreement. She said that she'd join him. 

Burt asked her if she was hungry and she said she was. They went into the 
dining room of the motel. When they got to their room, she held out her arms 
and asked him to dance with her, turning on the radio. He crushed her to 
him, and with her arms around his neck, and her firm tits pressing against 
his chest, he placed his hand on her buttocks, his prick, erect again, 
prodding against her legs. In a slow motion, they gyrated about the room. 
After a short while, he pushed her away. "Strip," he commanded. 

Maureen began to slip out of her dress and kicked off her shoes. She stood 
before him, in just a bikini, through which he could see her mound, a bush 
of light brown hair. She began to dance around the room, her arms 
outstretched, her tits uplifted and bouncing like crazy with every step. In 
no time, Burt was naked, his cock standing upright. He caught Maureen in his 
arms and tore the bikini off her. 

Slipping his hand into her crotch, he lifted her up that way and threw her 
on the bed. "Come on, baby," he growled. "My cock can't wait anymore." 

Maureen tried to resist. Suddenly, she was afraid. Before it had been boys 
and she only was into heavy necking. But here was a man, and his big cock 
startled her as it came towards her. She tried to press her thighs together 
and to pull away from him. But he spread them wide, and gazed at her lovely 
pussy. 

Wow! She was really a virgin! He could see the membrane of her cherry 
spreading across her untried cunt hole. Maybe he'd better be gentle with 
her. 

Controlling his own desires, he let his shaft rest against her slit, and 
putting a hand down into her cunt, found her clitty. Slowly and gently, he 
pressed and rubbed it. At the same time, resting lightly on her, he seized 
one tit and kneaded it, while he began kissing her, slowly working her mouth 
open until he found her tongue. When he felt that she was relaxed, he rubbed 
her clitoris and the whole length of her slit, until he could tell from her 
more rapid breathing, and the writhing of her body rising up towards him, 
that she was getting ready to be screwed. He tickled her clitoris faster and 
began to nibble her ears very gently. At the same time, he licked the lobes, 
until she was in a mad frenzy and begged him to put his big cock inside her 
juicy vaginal hole. 

"Not until you say it right," he said. 

"What do I say?" she asked. 

"The word is fuck, baby. Do you want me to fuck you?" 

"Oh, yes, fuck me," she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me." She heaved her ass up 
towards his cock. He prodded until he found her little hole. 

Putting his hands under her buttocks, he held her firmly, until the head of 
his prick was pushing against her cunt. When he felt her wince, he held her 
buttocks harder, not letting her pull away, and forged ahead with his cock, 
feeling the resistance of her cherry tear and give away. She cried out as he 
penetrated her inside walls. 

Despite the pain, such pleasure filled her. She felt as though she were 
drowning, a tidal wave taking her far, far away. As she became aware of the 
in and out motion of his cock, pulling out of her, but not all the way out, 
and then plunging in, his balls slapping against her ass, his big rod 
prodding her belly, she began to work in rhythm with him, instinctively 
cooperating. 

Soon they both began to stiffen, and were about to come together. Her 
throbbing cunt sucked at his cock, reluctant to release it as with each 
spasmodic jerk, the organ became smaller and smaller, until it finally 
slipped out of her. 

Burt, completely satisfied and exhausted, collapsed above her. She let him 
rest that way for a while, until he began to feel too heavy. Then she rolled 
him off. As she did so, she felt his cock juice, mixed with hers, flow out 
of her. 

Maureen got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. She noticed the blood 
stain on the towel as she washed. She felt no regrets about losing her 
virginity. 

Returning to bed, she found Burt asleep. She did the same and they awakened 
together in the morning. Burt was stroking her lightly and teasingly, and 
kissed and licked her, letting his tongue stroke every part of her. His 
hands and his mouth were busy. He left no part of her lovely, luscious body 
untouched. He examined and kissed every square inch of her. 

Shivers of delight ran up and down her spine, as his fingers and tongue 
stroked her. He let his tongue play around her exposed ear, since she was 
lying on her side. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. He 
stroked the back of her neck, and kissed the hollow at the base of her 
throat. Lying beside her, he stroked the whole length of her back. With 
little lapping motions, he licked her along the spine, until he came to the 
valley made by the cheeks of her ass. As he ran his tongue up and down her 
crack, he let his hand stroke her breasts and belly. Moving closer, he began 
to push his erect prick into the crevice between her buttocks, prodding at 
her asshole. At that, she sat up suddenly. In doing so, she caused him to 
fall back. His shaft stuck straight up into the air, swaying invitingly. He 
took her hand and put it on the cock. 

"Sit on it," he said, helping her to climb over him. She tried to sit on it, 
but somehow found it difficult. Every time the tip of his cock touched her 
vaginal opening, she withdrew. 

"It still hurts," she said. 

"Well, let my cock slide up and down between the lips of your cunt until 
it's good and wet. Then I'll show you something else." 

She sat on his cock and moved herself back and forth on it, pressing her 
clit against it. In the meantime, Burt was playing with her titties, cupping 
them, kneading the flesh, massaging the nipples, until at last she said, "I 
can't stand anymore. Fuck me, baby. I want you to fuck my cunt." 

"Sure, baby. But we'll do it this way." 

He pushed her off him, and, getting up, stood by the bed. He pulled her off, 
too, and standing her on her feet, he bent her head down to the bed until 
her ass, in that position, stuck up. He spread her legs a little. With his 
hands, he separated the cheeks of her ass until he could see the open crack. 
Getting close to her, still spreading her buttocks, he moistened his prick 
in her wet pussy and began to force it into her asshole. As soon as he had 
it in a little way, he got his hands under her. 

With one hand, he kneaded her belly, and with the other he rubbed her 
clitoris. He began the in and out movements of screwing her. The tight ring 
of her anus squeezed his cock hard. It was a funny feeling for her. Except 
for the thrilling sensation of his fingers on her clitoris, she might have 
pulled herself away from him. As he kept up the in and out movements, never 
once letting his prick leave her asshole, the sensations began to be more 
pleasant for her. She began to relax, sinking against the hand on her belly 
and giving herself up to enjoying the double sensations of an aroused twat 
and a stuffed up asshole. 

Suddenly, Burt put both hands under Maureen's titties and crushing them 
hard, squeezed them until they hurt. She felt the spasmodic movements of his 
forthcoming orgasm. As his ejaculation made his cock smaller, he tried to 
withdraw. But her muscles held him too tightly. He had to pull away from 
her. 

"Relax your asshole, baby." She listened and his cock was released from its 
prison. 

"You really didn't have an orgasm, Maureen. I'll make you come, baby." 

He sat her on the edge of the bed. Putting her feet up, so that her knees 
were chest high, her feet at the edge, close to her buttocks, he knelt on 
the floor in front of her. Spreading her cunt lips, he could see a trace of 
blood around the ragged edge of her cunt, the remains of her cherry. He 
pressed his thumb against her clit and put his head into her muff, his 
tongue lapping her wet juicy pussy. Around and around, he rubbed his thumb 
over her clitoris while his tongue darted along her slit, circling and 
trying to enter her love hole. At last she came, giving a long sigh as she 
relaxed. She lay back, his tongue licking up the trickle of milky juice 
that, mingled with some blood, left a salty, bitter taste in his mouth. He 
dug it. 

"Happy?" he asked her. She nodded, with closed eyes. She was still a little 
shy. 

After resting, they showered and dressed. They took off in Burt's car and he 
dropped her off at some unknown place. He'd never see Maureen again. 

Yes, this next semester at Medina School would be a good experience. He 
couldn't wait until September tenth. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

TWITCHY PUSSY 

The old house was almost ready to be condemned. Its structure was decaying 
and there were creaks all over and cracked walls in every room. It was 
sandwiched between a modern office building and a new hotel and looked 
strange. But Carol was able to buy it very cheaply. 

The bathroom was really in a state of decay. Carol secured the catch on the 
door and then stepped up closely to her new roommate, Marilyn, and lightly 
placed her hands on the soft rounded shoulders, beginning to knead Marilyn's 
skin gently through the dressing gown. 

Marilyn was tense and her body trembled at Carol's touch. She swallowed 
audibly, tried to fight back the fear of the attack which pulsed away. 

Carol was softly disengaging her robe, drawing it away from her shoulders 
and slowly baring her neck and breasts. Marilyn let her arms drop to her 
sides, forcing herself to relax and submit to the love-making which she knew 
would eventually occur. 

Marilyn answered an ad for a roommate in the newspaper. She was finishing up 
at school and didn't have much money for an apartment. Marilyn knew that 
Carol was a dike right away. But Carol offered her the cheapest deal around. 
In fact, it was the only thing she could afford. She decided to move in and 
face whatever had to happen. 

The older girl, Carol, having unfastened the cord which kept Marilyn's 
dressing gown in place, now slipped the girl's arm out of the sleeves. She 
drew the garment away from her body and ran her eyes appreciatively over the 
white nudity which her hands had revealed, then turned to hang the robe on a 
hook behind the door. 

Marilyn, to busy herself and occupy her hands, which were beginning to shake 
noticeably, leaned forward over the bath, inserted the plug and turned the 
hot and cold water taps on. 

While she was in this position, her buttocks split slightly, opening the 
cheeks and revealing the crease which sheltered her back hole. 

Turning around once more, Carol was treated to the delightful view of 
Marilyn's body. The girl's anus was now clearly visible between the parting 
of her white ass. 

Marilyn strained further over the bath to adjust the flow of cold water and, 
as she bent more forward, Carol could plainly see her pink and partially 
opened cunt lips which protruded faintly from between Marily's thighs. 

She checked out the lithe legs as the girl stretched herself. Marilyn seemed 
unaware that she was presenting this intimate area of herself to Carol's 
inspection and this added to Carol's enjoyment of the situation. 

Carol felt her breath quickening and the bite of her jeans where they rode 
up into her crotch grew more intense, as if she had suddenly grown more 
sensitive around her sex through witnessing Marilyn's vulnerable and peeping 
apart cunt. 

Finally Marilyn straightened up. She turned slowly to face Carol, her eyes 
and desires. 

Carol moved through the steam which was beginning to fill the room and laid 
her fingers on Marilyn's waist. The girl's skin was so soft, so sleek and 
white. 

She fondled the flesh around the waist, then eased her hands down until they 
cupped the fleshy hip bones. 

"I'd better strip off, too," she whispered. "Otherwise you'll get my sweater 
and jeans all wet." 

Carol was about to remove her hands from Marilyn and unzip her jeans when 
she felt the girl's fingers moving skillfully on her belt, unbuckling it and 
drawing the zipper slowly downwards. 

Keeping her hands where they were, Carol waited until Marilyn had begun to 
pull her jeans down over her hips, then slipped her feet together and 
wriggled her legs until the pants were in a bundle around her ankles. 

She stepped out of them and felt Marilyn's hands go around her waist and 
press into the base of her spine, just above the close nip of her panties. 
Carol raised her arms and struggled out of her wool sweater, proving to 
Marilyn that she didn't wear a bra. 

Her titties seemed much larger than Marilyn's and the girl studied them with 
a trace of envy. The curve was exciting to watch, especially when they 
bobbed up and down, wobbling like jelly. 

Marilyn could feel her own nipples hardening with desire and starting to 
itch as she viewed Carol's lovely body. The points were so stiff and her 
nipples grew like over-ripe buds. 

Impulsively, Marilyn swayed her tits towards Carol's. The girls were 
different heights, but by straining on tip-toe, Marilyn was able to bring 
her nipples into contact with Carol's hard buds. Loving rhythmically from 
side to side, she made her titties brush again and again into Carol's, 
feeling a glorious thrill each time the pointy buds met one another. 

The steady splash of water behind her forcibly reminded Marilyn that the 
bath must be running over. She stepped backwards and reached out her hand 
for the taps, reluctant to tear her eyes away from Carol's edible titties. 

Sitting on the edge of the tub, she ran her fingers through the water, 
testing the temperature. It seemed to be fine. 

Marilyn lifted one leg up and lowered her feet over the side. She 
deliberately remained in this position for several minutes so that Carol 
could feast her eyes upon the open slit of her cunt. 

The long gash that peeled apart the inner lips was revealed to Carol's 
steady gaze. A slick trickle of hot moisture began to stain the front part 
of Carol's panties as Marilyn's cunt stared at her. 

She made no attempt to conceal her wetness. Carol fitted her fingers into 
the waistband and drew them sensually down, pausing when her panties were 
halfway over the black patch of her pubic hair to present Marilyn with a 
highly erotic close-up of a semi-nude lady. 

Then, gradually, she raised first one leg and then the other, pulling her 
crotch soaked briefs right off. The room had grown very hot now and beads of 
perspiration stood out on Carol's completely naked form. 

They ran slowly down from her neck to drop in tiny little puddles between 
the valleys of her breasts. And, further down, Marilyn could see trickles of 
condensed air falling over Carol's belly and becoming lost in the bush of 
her pubic mound. 

In beautiful slow motion, Carol began to move closer to Marilyn. The girl 
felt the naked warmth of her ripe female body close to her and Carol once 
more placed her hands on Marilyn's shoulders, this time sliding her fingers 
over the slender upper arms until they were touching the inner swell of 
Marilyn's tits. 

With wonder in her eyes, Marilyn looked down at herself and watched Carol's 
fingers starting to play with her boobs. They cupped, then raised the big 
titties. Then, Marilyn felt their weight suddenly disappear as Carol held 
them firmly in both her hands. Pushing slightly, but meaningfully, Carol 
urged Marilyn to step right into the bath. And, with the experienced 
woman-lover still feeling her titties and getting into the water with her, 
the girl obeyed, letting herself sink up to her shoulders in the all 
embracing heat of the bath. 

Without releasing Marilyn's titties for a moment, Carol positioned herself 
so that she was kneeling in the water between Marilyn's legs, forcing the 
girl to draw up her legs and allow Carol's legs to press against her crotch. 

Taking up the large sponge with one hand, Carol continued to fondle 
Marilyn's right tit with the other, rubbing her fingers around the 
under-water slipperiness of the girl's tits and pulling gently at the 
rubbery nipple. 

Carefully, Carol began to soap Marilyn's shoulders. She worked up a generous 
lather on the sponge and then used it to coat the girl's skin with foamy 
suds until the water became a cloudy mass. Then Marilyn leaned forward 
slightly and rested her cheek against Carol's thigh. The firm sleek muscles, 
already wet with splashes from the water, felt intimate and inviting. 

The older girl was now soaping Marilyn's left tit. She reached under the 
water with her sponge and gave the tit a long, lingering massage with the 
sponge, until the nipple rose to a magnificently proud erect stature. 

Smoothly, Carol allowed the sponge to slip from beneath her fingers and lose 
itself in the bath. She replaced it with her hands, using them to give 
Marilyn the sexiest bathing the girl had ever experienced. 

When she had finished the top half of Marilyn's body, Carol urged her to 
stand up in the tub and allow her to wash the even more desirable lower 
region. 

Marilyn climbed to her feet and stood with her legs well apart, reaching out 
to the wall to keep her balance. 

Carol's hands moved to her legs, her fingers resting just above Marilyn's 
knees, on the first fleshy part of the girl's ample thighs. She bathed the 
outside of her legs first. Then she caressed her hands slowly up the limbs, 
allowing them to pet as far as Marilyn's hips. 

When the girl's thighs began to shudder, Carol transferred her delving 
fingers to the softer, more voluptuous inside of Marilyn's legs, and her 
thumbs stretched as far to the rear of the girl's thighs as possible. 

The tips of her thumbs strayed daringly to Marilyn's cunt lips. They brushed 
against the entrance and, finally, brought those thumbs right up to the cunt 
and gently pulled the fat wet lips widely open. 

She stared right up into Marilyn's crotch and saw all the way up her hole. 
She kept the red slit apart with her thumbs and slowly lifted her mouth 
nearer and nearer to the inviting spot. 

Marilyn's eyes were tightly shut, though she could hardly avoid being 
completely aware of everything that Carol was doing to her body. 

Carol now brought her lips to within a fraction of an inch from Marilyn's 
cunt. From her open mouth, Carol pushed her long, curled tongue out until it 
dabbed sexily right into her roommate's slit. 

It ran gently and lightly up and down the deep length of Marilyn's pussy, 
then darted wetly to the very topmost tip of the girl's cunt and found the 
throbbing red clit. 

"Oh, no," cried Marilyn as she felt the most tender, the sharpest, most 
delectable sensation that had ever possessed her, drive like an electric 
shock through her genitals. 

"I can't take it," she cried as her thighs were jerking helplessly, wedged 
open by Carol's face. 

She thrust her hands down on the girl's head and began to beat her palms in 
frenzy on her tormentor's hair, vainly trying to dislodge Carol's teasing, 
tantalizing tongue. 

Carol ignored Marilyn's blows. She continued to dab her tongue at the juicy 
cunt which seemed to provoke her to such a frenzied pitch. And she released 
the lips of Marilyn's cunt, letting the folds fall back around her mouth, 
her hands around Marilyn's hips until they descended upon the darling's 
rigid, tightly clenched buttocks. 

A few professional caresses at the warm, slippery cheeks and Marilyn's 
muscles slowly began to loosen, making the globes relaxed and flexible. 

Carol coaxed her fingers into the crease itself and, her tongue working over 
the sprout of Marilyn's clit without pausing, started to fondle her 
forefinger into the hot center of Marilyn's back hole. 

The rear hole was so wet from its immersion in the water that Carol was able 
to penetrate it without too much difficulty. Her slim finger sank gorgeously 
into Marilyn's hole, worked its way through the walls of the tight ass 
flesh, and probed delicately around until it was buried absolutely to its 
limit. 

The bold and rude penetration seemed to quiet Marilyn. She stopped her 
desperate pounding of Carol's head. Her hands fell onto Carol's shoulders 
and she was content to grip and knead the rounded curves, her fingernails, 
however, digging deeply and painfully into Carol's flesh. 

Carol gave the inflamed clit one last loving tickle with her tongue and then 
withdrew. She pressed her mouth tightly against the girl's cunt and began to 
suck deeply on the outer lips. She pulled the folds of moist, sexy flesh 
with her teeth and drew them selfishly, greedily, into her mouth. 

Gently, Marilyn disengaged Carol's mouth from her cunt and she also slipped 
her hand behind her and pulled her finger from her ass, drawing Carol 
completely out of her. Marilyn stepped out of the bath with Carol right 
behind. Quickly, the chicks rubbed each other down with thick bath towels, 
then wound them tightly around their bodies and padded softly, hand in hand, 
to Carol's bedroom, which adjoined the bathroom. 

The room was a mess but Marilyn didn't care. She really wanted to make it 
with Carol. Their bodies pressed and hugged each other tightly, shamelessly. 
Then their lips met in a long, deep soul kiss, their tongues stealing out 
and mingling their salivas. 

Marilyn dropped her hands to Carol's bottom and fondled the large globes of 
ass. She could feel the bushy pubic hair straining against her own. The 
squash of Carol's titties into hers filled Marilyn with a sweet, 
intoxicating urge to let her body melt completely and mingle forever with 
her own. 

They were in bed. Marilyn's body was beneath Carol's, her thighs had opened 
and she could feel Carol's fingers plucking at the slit of her cunt, working 
patiently into the hole. 

Marilyn kept one hand on Carol's bottom as she smoothed and rubbed the 
cheeks, and wriggled the fingers of her other hand between their bodies, as 
Carol herself had done, until they closed around her cunt. 

Her knuckles pressed against Carol's as she sought the door of her 
roommate's cunt. Gasping, their tongues licked furiously in each other's 
mouths, their fingers digging into one another's sexes. 

Marilyn thrust her forefinger and middle finger deeply into the heart of 
Carol's opening. Together, they worked through the wet channel of her 
friend's cunt, rubbing with a rhythmic, fucking action in and out of that 
tight, secure slit. 

Sinking helplessly into delirium, she felt Carol penetrating her own hole, 
grabbing at the clit, bringing her to a pitch of nervous tension. 

Marilyn began to urge her loins up and down in an instinctive mindless tempo 
of lust, her desire focused on what Carol was doing to her cunt. She started 
to come almost before she realized that a member of her own sex had 
triggered the spasm in her much more quickly than normal. 

Biting into Carol's lower lip, shaking her head from side to side and 
forcing the older girl to move with her, Marilyn trembled out her climax, 
oozing her come all over Carol's fast-working fingers. 

Then Carol came all over Marilyn's fingers, the two of them bucking and 
undulating their hips in rhythmic motions simultaneously. 

Marilyn and Carol had many more sexual experiences together. But Marilyn 
liked to date men, too. Carol became jealous and their lives together were 
difficult. Marilyn had no choice but to move out. She decided it would be a 
good idea to leave town. She got a job teaching at the Medina School in 
Vermont. It sounded ideal. She would just be graduated from school and that 
would be her first teaching job. It was a month away and so Marilyn had to 
move into a hotel for a while. 

She selected a sleazy one. She couldn't afford much more, and to pay the 
rent, she started to hook a little. She had no choice. 

Marilyn had spent the entire day with Arthur Blackton. They fucked and 
fucked, and he actually offered to pay for her if she'd be his exclusively. 

Arthur put his fingers on Marilyn's big nipples and kissed the large tips. 
He then slid his cock into her hole and as he began to pump his cock in her, 
he said, "I love you, Marilyn. I love the way you fuck my cock." 

His cock dug inside her cunt and her own body was totally possessed by the 
rhythm and joy of his thrust. 

"Oh, Arthur," she moaned and the more she moaned, the faster his cock pumped 
away at her insides. Finally she could hardly breathe, the pulse of his cock 
was so rapid, so all-consuming, so exciting. Arthur kissed her deeply, 
running his tongue along the inner walls of her mouth, and sliding its long 
slithering weight down the hot fiery furnace of her throat. "Oh, Arthur," 
she repeated, as she felt his tongue roll up out of her throat. "Faster, 
Arthur. Oh, I love your cock. Faster." And Arthur pumped away, and pumped 
and pumped. "Oh," she moaned and her body heaved and thrust and came. "It's 
so beautiful," she said as she felt his still erect cock running through her 
insides. 

Instead of getting off her as he came inside her cunt, he kissed her entire 
body, and washed her thighs with his tongue, and caressed her boobies with 
his moist, hungry, urgent lips, and he brought his mouth down on her navel 
and began to suck it. 

Then he got on top of her and let his cock sway and rest between her legs, 
and, as he began to get a semi-hard-on, he began to stick his cock between 
the lips of her cunt again. 

As he stuck his cock up her cunt, she cried, "Arthur, please. Don't go any 
deeper. You're killing me." Marilyn moaned as he pulled her legs up to her 
tits and rammed that big cock all the way up the cunt. 

"Nothing could kill you. You've got a cunt as long as my giant-sized cock, 
baby," he said, perspiration falling over his entire body. She was like a 
bull and it was good to find a chick who liked fucking five and six hours 
straight. And she was built like a bull, too, so he could get rough and fuck 
her really deeply and spread her legs wide. Her bush looked like a forest 
and when he stuck his cock back and forth through the bush, he saw this 
gauzily red flesh unfolding and clamping his cock, like a fly trap. 

Marilyn was big and moist, too, like a machine. She took in cocks and really 
lubricated them, sucking them into her cunt fiercely. 

He loved to jab her cunt and he raised her legs up some more. Then he pulled 
out and jabbed her chunky ass. Unlike most women, Marilyn's hole was big and 
wide open, waiting for his cock to slide all the way up. 

"That's nice, baby," she moaned. "Oh, wow! Let me roll over and take it dog 
style." 

"Hurry up," he ordered as she got on all fours, her big ass up in the air, 
and her cunt wide open underneath. Arthur couldn't make up his mind which to 
stick first, the big asshole or the big, juicy cunt. As his cock hit, it 
passed right through her cunt lips and his big cock went right up that hole. 

Arthur's mind soon wandered to those little girls he met when he went to 
school in London. 

Arthur used to wait in the hallways of buildings for school kids and then 
he'd pull them over to the side and he'd say, "Hey, how about giving me some 
pussy?" He would watch the girls look at each other and they would giggle 
and then look at him. Then, he looked down at his crotch where his prick 
bulged and the girls would look down there, too. 

"You won't tell our mothers, will you?" 

"No, I won't tell if you let me have some pussy." 

The little girls would whisper things to each other and then they would 
follow him to some dark corner of the hallway or maybe into an open cellar 
where he could raise their skirts and take turns licking their moist little 
pussies. He was only about twenty then, and fourteen and fifteen year old 
girls used to feel good about being approached by a man of twenty who wanted 
to play with their pussies. 

At first he used to just finger-fuck and tongue-job them. But slowly, he 
began to ram his cock up their asses, and then he used to make them open 
their cherry cunts, but always they had done everything else with him, and 
they were curious as well as frightened of going all the way. After the 
first fuck, they could come back for more, and he used to tell them that he 
wouldn't make them pregnant because he was sterile. It seemed like a logical 
explanation. 

But then one girl, Mandy, thought she was pregnant. She didn't know for 
sure, but Arthur didn't like it. He decided to wrap her in chains and gag 
her mouth for kicks. Then he lifted her little dress and pulled down her 
thick white cotton panties, and he poked his finger up her cunt as she 
squirmed and wiggled. Arthur was no longer bored with her. 

Soon he was on top of her and his cock began to ram its way up her cunt. He 
saw tears and terror in her eyes, and, after he came, he unloosened the 
chains but kept her ankles and hands tied. He crouched down and put his ass 
over her mouth and little Mandy began to lick his asshole. 

Arthur met her for five or six days and used the same technique. She learned 
how to really lick ass. She was so good that Arthur's cock used to get erect 
and climax just from the ass-licking itself. As soon as he was ready to 
come, he would grab his cock, push her flat on the floor, and make her open 
her mouth, so that the come would squirt right down into Mandy's throat. 

Then he could make her lick up his cock and balls, and then he would push 
her head back into his ass, and if she rammed her tongue up his ass hard and 
long enough, he would become erect again. He would fuck her so good and 
strongly that she would forget about the fact that she might be pregnant. 

He disappeared from that neighborhood and never really found out if she were 
pregnant. He didn't care to find out. 

As he thought about little Mandy, he continued to fuck Marilyn. He thrust it 
hard and fast, giving it to her all the way. Finally, he couldn't hold out 
any longer. His body stiffened and soon he spilled his cock juice into her 
cunt as she bucked her body against his, trying to get out all the liquid, 
trying to get the most out of the act. 

Marilyn turned down Arthur's offer. She wasn't really interested in him. 
But, as she slept, she rubbed her fingers down into her pussy, feeling the 
wetness of her hole. She thought of all the beautiful men and women she 
fucked. 

In three days, she was off to Medina School in Vermont. Marilyn wondered 
what would meet her there. A whole new life. New people. Would there be any 
men to fuck and suck? She knew there would be plenty of women around to have 
sex with. But Marilyn liked variety now. She knew that Gayle Medina was a 
dyke. It was obvious when they first met. Gayle asked her very leading 
questions when she was interviewed for the job. Marilyn was very careful to 
answer her properly and turn Gayle on. But she was careful and cool. 

Marilyn thought Gayle to be very attractive and wanted to eat her cunt at 
some time during the forthcoming year. Marilyn knew that Gayle felt the same 
way about her. 

Come to think of it, Gayle reminded Marilyn of a girl she once knew, Tammy. 
Tammy was a model and Marilyn tried to get some work this summer to support 
herself while she was going to school. 

Tammy and Marilyn shared the same dressing room at one fashion show. Tammy 
was asked to come back the next day and Marilyn wasn't. 

Tammy tried to cheer her up and said, "You won't have any trouble. I'm sure 
of it. You've got a great body." 

Marilyn was wearing only brief panties and her bra. Tammy was giving her the 
once-over and Marilyn felt a little self-conscious. The hair on her pussy 
showed plainly through the flimsy silk. 

"I wish I looked the way you do," Tammy said. 

"You look okay to me," said Marilyn. "You've never seen my figure." "I'll 
bet it's great." 

"I'll slip off my dress and show you. But I want you to be honest with me." 

Tammy slipped out of her dress. Her small boobs pushed out sharply beneath 
the tight bra. She had a cute little ass which showed up plainly under her 
silk panties as did the dark "V" of crotch hair. 

"There's nothing at all wrong with your figure." 

"You're just being kind," she said, unhooking her bra. "Look how small my 
tits are." 

Marilyn glanced at the small titties which weren't out of keeping with 
Tammy's slight figure. Before she could speak, Tammy flung herself sobbing 
on the studio couch. 

Marilyn sat down beside her, cradling her in her arms, feeling the firm 
pointed tits against her bare skin. She talked to the girl, calming her and 
patting her arms. 

"I'll never be a real woman," said Tammy. 

"Oh, stop that," Marilyn said, rubbing her hands over Tammy's hips and 
across the plump little cheeks of her ass. "You've got a cute little bottom 
and that's not all." 

Marilyn moved her hand across Tammy's thigh and touched her crotch. She felt 
the hair under the panties. A thrill ran through her. The girl was beginning 
to turn her on. She felt the fair warm flesh against her. Then she pressed 
her fingers gently against the silk, rubbing the outside of the girl's warm 
cunt. 

"I'll bet you've got a cute little pussy that boys would just love to see." 

"Thanks a lot," said Tammy. "But don't be so patronizing." 

"Come on. Why don't you stand up and take off your panties and show me your 
pussy? Or, are you ashamed?" 

"Not with you," she replied. 

The slender girl stood up and slid her sheer panties down. Marilyn pulled 
the girl down on her lap, the young warm ass against Marilyn's crotch. 
Marilyn hugged Tammy with one arm. with the other, she fondled one of 
Tammy's peaked titties. 

"You must think of yourself as attractive. A boy would love to have you like 
this." 

Marilyn's hand slid down the girl's stomach and she fingered the dark curly 
bush. "I bet your little pussy is very tight and hot." 

She could tell that Tammy was getting aroused. Marilyn's fingers worked 
between the girl's legs. Tammy opened them a little. Marilyn's fingers 
rubbed against the smooth, warm lips of Tammy's cunt with one finger forcing 
its way between the tight split. Tammy squirmed as Marilyn's finger slid 
inside and began to tickle her. 

She began to finger-fuck the girl, slowly, surely. She tickled the girl's 
clitty and felt the tight, hot box begin to get juicy. 

"Do you really think a boy would like me?" 

"Of course," said Marilyn, her finger working in and out. 

"But I'm a virgin and I'm so scared." 

Marilyn understood. She wanted to put Tammy at ease and at the same time, 
satisfy her own appetite which grew sharper. She could almost taste the warm 
juice of the young pussy. 

"There are lots of things a boy would want to do with a cute chick like you, 
Tammy." 

"Like what?" 

"Lean back and I'll show you." 

Tammy lay back on the couch. Marilyn put one of the girl's legs behind her 
and let the other foot rest on the floor. With her legs straddled, the 
girl's pussy gaped a little. 

"A boy would want to look at your cute little cunt and play with it." 

Marilyn opened the tight slit and fingered it. Tammy began to squirm and 
wiggle her plump, small ass. Marilyn massaged the white, feverish thighs. 

"Oh, Tammy, you're so sexy and lovable. A boy would just love to see you 
like this. He would probably want to get down and lick you." 

"I wish you were a boy," said Tammy. "Why?" asked Marilyn, tickling Tammy's 
cunt. 

"I'd just love to be licked." "Would you like me to show you what it's 
like?" 

"Oh, yes." 

Leaning, Marilyn kissed Tammy's white, smooth thighs. The girl smelled of 
sweet soap and warm flesh and young pussy. Marilyn stared at the pink, hairy 
crotch. 

The taut thighs were spread wide. Her plump little cheeks spread, showing 
her asshole. And above it, the hairy, young cunt was already wet. Marilyn 
kissed the girl's cunt, loving the silky hair against her face. The soft 
pussy lips squished against Marilyn's mouth. She licked up and down and over 
the young juicy cunt. 

Tammy was wiggling and whimpering. Marilyn opened the tight lips and thrust 
her tongue in. Tammy began to moan loudly. Marilyn made the girl twist and 
writhe as she licked her. Her tongue found the girl's small ditty and she 
tongued it. While she licked it, lapping up the girl's juicy cunt, her hands 
reached up and played with the titties. 

She moved her hands down and under the round, plump ass. Lifting a cheek in 
each hand, she brought the hairy spbt nearer her face and her tongue and 
lips slurped and sucked. 

Tammy was almost bucking beneath her. The girl was whimpering and her breath 
was fast and furious. She grabbed Marilyn's head and twisting, writhing, she 
came in spasms as Marilyn's hot tongue prolonged the pleasure. At last, 
Marilyn lifted her face from the juicy cunt. 

"Oh, yes," cried Tammy. "It feels so good." 

"I'm glad to be the one to make you enjoy your own body," said Marilyn. 

Marilyn stood up and unhooked her bra. Tammy stared at the bulbous, 
hard-nippled tits. Marilyn slipped her panties off and sat down on the other 
end of the couch, one leg on the floor, the other perched on the sofa. She 
wanted Tammy to have a good view of her hot, wet cunt. Rising up, the girl 
stared at it. Marilyn rubbed the slick lips with her fingers. 

"I don't want to embarrass you, but when my pussy gets hot and wet, I like 
to play with it." 

Marilyn eased a finger inside her itching cunt. She liked exposing herself 
in front of the girl. Tammy stared at Marilyn's crotch, licking her lips. 

"You are so sexy, Marilyn," said Tammy. 

"Do you really think so?" 

"Oh, yes. I'd just love to-" "To what, Tammy?" 

"To lick your pussy," she said quickly. 

"That would be nice. I'd really like you to eat my cunt." 

Tammy moved to her. She eased herself between Marilyn's legs, first fondling 
and kissing her big tits while she rubbed her wet pussy against Marilyn's. 
Marilyn liked the hot young girl between her thighs. 

Tammy slipped down, tonguing Marilyn's belly button. Down further, she began 
kissing the hair and finally Marilyn's pussy. Tammy seemed hungry for it and 
her mouth and tongue slurped and sucked, covering Marilyn with juice. 

Marilyn stretched her legs wide, hunching toward Tammy's face. The girl 
licked her cunt like a young pro. Tammy clutched Marilyn's ass and Marilyn 
watched Tammy's tongue lick hungrily at her cunt. 

When Marilyn quivered and began to come, Tammy's sucking mouth thrilled her, 
making her writhe against the girl's face and clutch her hair. 

Marilyn didn't know why Tammy reminded her of Gayle Medina. They just had a 
similar look-that was about it. Oh well-it was on to Medina School. At least 
it would be a wholesome experience. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

PISTOL-PACKING PUSSY 

Gloria Damon looked around her living room. The furnishings were hardly 
lavish but the place had its own personality. It had style. She hated giving 
it up and moving to Vermont to teach at the Medina School, but it was time 
to split the New York scene. 

Her phone rang. It was a girl wanting to sublet her apartment for the year. 
She was going to be over soon. Gloria really wanted to make a good 
impression on the prospective person. She decided to shower and went into 
her bedroom, dropping her blouse on the double bed. She started the shower 
going and came back to stand before the full length mirror in the small 
bedroom. 

Wearing only a bra and brief panties, she liked her body. Her breasts were 
large and pointed, the dark nipples thrusting against the sheer cloth. 

Unhooking the bra, she freed her ample titties and passed her hands over 
them. Beneath the silk of her panties, the dark hair could be seen. The 
other hand slid down her stomach, gliding over the short hair. A tingle 
rippled her body. She patted herself gently between the legs, thinking about 
that mysterious place men loved so much. They were always talking about 
pussy and cunt. She had even overheard her younger brother talking about how 
he liked to eat it. 

Naked, she walked into the bathroom, adjusted the shower and let the 
lukewarm water trickle all over her. She sighed loudly, stretching out her 
arms to the luscious water. The spray tickled her nipples until they began 
to swell. She soaped her smooth big breasts good, her hand squishing warmly 
and slickly around the globes. With an eager soapy hand, she groped down 
across her flat stomach, spreading her legs slightly. Slowly, she massaged 
the slick feverish inner parts of her thighs. 

She liked her body and she liked the boy, Drake, who taught her about life. 
It was almost two months ago that Drake had been drafted. She hoped that he 
wasn't sent to Vietnam. She began to reminisce about their last night 
together. 

Drake had held her very close. After a few drinks, she had responded to the 
warm elastic feel of his body. His hard thighs pressed against hers and she 
could tell that he had an erection. She loved the firm warmth of his prick 
against her. 

Drake and Gloria dated in high school. In their senior year, Gloria let him 
unfasten her bra and admire and fondle her tits. Finally, she let him remove 
her panties and, more than once, his gentle fingers had driven her wild with 
desire. 

But, the last night before he left for army duty, they drove off, top down, 
into the country. Drake took his shirt off for it was a warm night. She 
loved to snuggle against him and it felt even better when he wasn't wearing 
a shirt. 

Drake's mouth found hers and she swooned against his thick, warm rubber 
lips. His tongue slipped slowly into her mouth and she squirmed closer. As 
his juicy tongue slid hot and slickly in and out of her mouth, his fingers 
unbuttoned the blouse. She let him take off the bra and his fingers fondled 
her titties. After a while, his hand moved under her skirt. 

Gloria opened her legs slightly, loving his touch pressing against the 
crotch of her panties. The fingers slipped beneath. His breath came fast 
against her neck as he rubbed lightly against the hair and then found his 
way between the thigh split. 

She loved the way his fingers caressed her pussy and she squirmed. At his 
urging, she raised up slightly and let him pull down her panties. He pushed 
up her dress until it was around her waist. 

It was strange the way the sight of her pussy affected him. He just loved 
looking at it and touching it. It was like he couldn't get enough of the 
sight of it. 

In the bright moonlight, she watched him explore her fully. He opened the 
lips of her pussy and pushed his finger in. Oh, how good it felt and she 
moved down on it. Bending, he closed his mouth around one of her nipples and 
began to tongue it. He knew just what to do to drive her wild. As her 
excitement grew, Drake began to unbutton his pants. 

"Don't Drake. I'm scared of that," she said. 

"Come on, baby. What in hell are you afraid of? I dig you." 

He seemed to be disappointed. Then, suddenly, his hand began to move between 
her legs again. At least she could allow him this much. She spread her legs 
as his finger moved deeply inside of her. Faster and faster the finger 
moved, and she began to hunch to meet it. She felt great and didn't want him 
to stop. His finger found the little button of flesh-her ditty-which made 
her squirm all the faster. 

At last, she felt her breath spill out quickly and with a fury. She 
collapsed against him, her juicy lower lips pressed tightly against his 
fingers. Her body jerked and wiggled until at last she was calm. "Oh, 
Drake," she said, as she nuzzled his chest. 

Below, in the full moonlight, she noticed his half-unbuttoned pants. Beneath 
the tight white shorts, she could see the bulge and length of his cock. 
Drake rubbed it with his hand and then took her hand and placed it between 
his legs. She liked the feel of it beneath the cloth, firm and warm and big. 
Drake hunched slightly, moving himself against her hand. 

Quickly, he raised up and before she realized it, he had pulled his shorts 
and pants down. She was staring at his hard cock, stretching out before her. 
It looked so clean, the color deep with a large pink head all swollen and 
smooth. Drake spread his muscular, hairy thighs. His balls hung down, full 
and round between the cheeks of his ass. 

Drake took her hand and placed it on his hard prick. It felt so good and 
strange. She could feel it throbbing beneath her fingers. "Take it in your 
hands and play with it, baby," he said. 

Gloria was a little frightened. Once she had a dream about being raped by a 
werewolf! And she saw a big cock staring at her in the dream-just like 
Drake's. But, as her fingers explored Drake's big cock, her fear almost 
disappeared. He was so gentle with her. She couldn't imagine being hurt by 
him. His lips pressed against her ear. He whispered into her ear, telling 
her how to hold it tight and work the skin back from the large pink head. 
She knew from overhearing her brother that this is what boys called jerking 
off. She wanted to do it for him. She loved the smoothness of it-the 
warmth-the urgency. 

"That feels so great, Gloria," he said, as she rubbed his cock. Her hand 
covered only half of it. And as he urged her on, she moved faster, faster 
until his cock seemed to grow even bigger. "Don't stop, baby," he cried. 
"I'm going to come." 

Gloria shared his excitement as Drake's thigh muscles bulged and tightened. 
He began to moan against her as he hunched his prick against her hot working 
hand. 

Suddenly he made a wild moan and hunched his ass off the car seat. As she 
watched, the white sticky fluid spurted from the swollen pink head. It kept 
spurting as her hand kept working. He was like a magic fountain and she kept 
on until his come dripped from her hand and his stomach. Now, standing in 
the shower, Gloria regretted that that was the only memory she had of him. 
Yet, it had been better than nothing. 

Her hot soapy hand played between her legs. She imagined that Drake was 
there, playing with her nice warm cunt. She spread her legs as her fingers 
spread the juicy thigh lips. It was beginning to feel fabulous, when 
suddenly she heard the door bell. Gloria quickly hopped out of the shower 
and greeted the prospective tenant. Her name was Betty Reynolds. Betty was a 
tall, blonde girl, a little on the thin side, but very pretty. She had the 
breezy look of a fashion model. 

Betty loved the apartment and wanted to sublet it. But, there was one 
problem. Betty had no place to live until September 10-the day Gloria was 
leaving for Vermont. Gloria said that she'd be happy to have Betty stay with 
her. She thought it would be nice to have some company. Besides she wouldn't 
go fucking around so much-like she did when Drake left. 

From the time he left, she was really miserable about not giving it to him. 
So, she decided to fuck everybody else she met. Like the sailor she met in 
Washington Square Park. He followed her around the Village. She decided to 
go to a movie, entered the lobby of the theatre, and bought a coke. When she 
glanced up, the sailor walked in. 

Gloria couldn't understand why he hadn't approached her before. Maybe he was 
the kind of guy who got his kicks from the movies. Gloria remembered a very 
cute guy in high school who was painfully shy with girls. One afternoon, he 
sat two seats away from her in the movie. In the middle of the flick, she 
looked at him. His cock was sticking right up out of his pants and he was 
jerking off. 

She sat in the back row of the almost empty theatre. She wasn't surprised 
when the sailor sat down beside her. He kept looking at her and rubbing 
between his legs. She couldn't help but notice the big basket. She was sorry 
she wasn't in her apartment with him. He began to whisper in her ear. 
"You're a groovy chick. You've got a great ass and nice titties. I'd like to 
fuck you, baby. I'll bet you've got a hot little pussy." 

Gloria felt his knee against her thigh. Despite his crude clumsiness, she 
was a little turned on. He kept rubbing his crotch and whispering. "How'd 
you like to suck my big cock?" 

She tried to ignore him, but he continued. "It's really big and hot. I bet 
you'd dig sucking me off and getting a mouthful of come." Finally, she 
looked at him and said, "Maybe I would, sailor. But not here." She gave him 
her address. "Don't bother unless you're serious," she added. 

Gloria left and went straight home and mixed a drink. She thought it was 
kind of foolish, bothering with guys like that. But he was handsome and 
virile. Reaching under her skirt, she rubbed her pussy. Maybe he really did 
have a nice big cock. 

Gloria had a drink and soon her buzzer sounded. He had followed her. He 
seemed a little embarrassed and she made him a drink which he drank quickly. 
Gloria was sitting beside him on the sofa. The sailor's uniform fit him like 
a glove. He had the aura of crude male sex about him. His crotch bulged with 
his male virility. Soon, he put an arm around her and began feeling for her 
tits. 

"Say, did you mean what you said in the movie theatre?" 

"Maybe," she answered coolly. "I dig broads who like to suck cock. I haven't 
had a good blow job in weeks." 

"Why don't you get comfortable?" she asked. "Take off your shirt." 

He slipped out of his top and T-shirt. His chest was massive, like his 
shoulders. The lean stomach was ribbed with muscles. Gloria took off her 
blouse and bra and cupped her large titties in each hand. "Yeah, you're 
okay, baby, okay. I dig you," he said. 

He pulled her down beside him and fondled and kissed her tits and began to 
suck hungrily on the nipples. Then, he pulled her roughly against him. She 
could see his cock straining under the cloth of his pants. He took her hand 
and put it on the large outline. She began to rub it and squeeze it with her 
fingers. "That's the way, baby. You like them big, don't you?" 

Gloria just grinned at him as he unfastened his pants and undid the button. 
Through a gap in his boxer shorts, she could see a nest of glistening blond 
hair and the base of his swollen cock. 

"Take it out. Get a good look. I've got a great big prick just ready for you 
to lick and suck, baby." 

Gloria unsnapped his shorts and fished out his warm stiff cock. It was 
certainly big all right, the biggest she had ever had in her hand. She 
gripped it and slid the skin back. 

"Oh, baby. You're gonna love my hot cock. I shoot a really big load and I 
want you to suck it all." 

Gloria pulled his pants and shorts further down. He was so eager that Gloria 
wanted to give him a good time. And she was beginning to like the taste of a 
big hot cock. Holding it like an ice-cream cone, she began to lick it as he 
squirmed beneath her. When she began to suck that cock, it was so big that 
she could only take about one-third of it in her mouth. But it was really 
hot and she started going further down to it. He went wild. 

"Oh, baby, eat my hot cock. That's the way. Oh, you're doing great, baby. 
Suck me off good, baby. Make me come." 

Using her tongue, and playing with the big pair of balls which hung down, 
Gloria concentrated on his huge throbbing cock, and drove him up the wall. 
In a short time, he gripped her head, groaning, and began to come. He shoved 
it so far into her mouth that she was afraid she'd choke. And it kept 
spurting so much juice that she had a mouthful which she swallowed as her 
lips continued to work around his slick spurting cock. 

Gloria stood up and took off the rest of her clothes and helped him out of 
his. His body seemed huge and muscular. Even his limp prick looked powerful 
as it dangled down over his oversized balls. 

The sailor lay On his back and had Gloria kneel over his face, her head 
turned toward his feet. He grabbed her hips and pulled her hot cunt down on 
his face and began to lick it. Wow! He certainly knew how to eat cunt and 
she wiggled her pussy as he lapped her good. As she wiggled, he worked his 
tongue between the cheeks of her ass. His long hot tongue licked with long 
swipes between the plump cheeks and slurped her asshole. 

His cock was beginning to stir and he began playing with it as he sucked her 
cunt and ass. As his cock grew larger, he started jerking it off and it made 
him suck her pussy all the harder as she cried and soon she began to come, 
squishing her oozing pussy all over his face. He had Gloria lay down, and he 
eased his big hard cock up between her tits and rubbed the throbbing head 
against the stiff, velvet-like nipples. 

Gloria began to stare at his hairy, animal crotch with the huge swollen cock 
sticking out and the full round balls dangling between his thick, hairy 
thighs. 

He eased the crotch closer until he was straddling her face. He asked her to 
lick his balls and his asshole while she jerked him off. Gloria liked the 
feel of his heavy, smooth balls against her tongue and the hair tickled her 
lips. They seemed so big and round as she ran her tongue over them. 

With his legs straddled, the cheeks of his ass spread wide and she could get 
her tongue deep in his gaping asshole. It was hot and slick and as she 
sucked it, her hand closed around his big throbbing cock. It was really a 
handful and she began to jerk off his tremendous cock as her tongue buried 
itself in his hot ass. 

The sailor had her stand up then and lean over with her hands on the sofa. 
She felt his big hot cock enter her from the back and it almost took her 
breath away. He began to fuck her hard and it seemed like she was full of 
prick. "Oh," she cried, "it feels so good. Give it to me, baby." 

It went in deep, right up to his man-sized dangling balls. Gloria felt 
herself reaching a climax and began to squirm around his slippery hard cock 
as his hot come spurted into her, more and more, until it trickled down her 
leg. 

Before he left, he had taught her several new positions for fucking. Gloria 
gave him her phone number and told him to call her the next time he was in 
town. She dug balling him-a total stranger. But why did she give it to him 
and nothing to Drake, the cat she really loved? 

Gloria picked up a new guy all the time. 

There was Ronald, the salesman, who she began to fuck often. Ronald reminded 
her a little of Drake and so she liked to be with him. 

One night, Gloria lay close to him in the rumpled bed. The sheets barely 
covered her lush body. Her hair was in disarray and her face was glowing 
with desire, her eyes half-closed. Gloria leaned up and the sheet fell away, 
revealing the pink-tipped erect little nipples. 

"I want you so much," she said to him. "How about a little action?" 

He began to kiss her and rolled over to her on the bed. The sheet fell away, 
leaving them both naked. Gloria glanced down at his exposed cock. Her eyes 
feasted on it. 

"Oh, darling," she said. "Your cock looks good enough to eat." She began to 
caress his organ with her wanton fingers. 

"Come here, chick," he said as he moved closer to her. 

Ronald took Gloria into his arms. Their lips fused in a deep tongue-stabbing 
kiss. Gloria sucked heatedly on his tongue as it drove deeply into her 
willing mouth. Slow heat from the deep kiss and the rubbing of their naked 
bodies started budding in both of them. Their arms tightened about each 
other. Their tongues darted and probed. Suddenly, Ronald felt her hands 
slipping down his back, gripping his buttocks, pulling him down on top of 
her body. The fever of their kiss built quickly. Ronald felt her hard, 
stabbing nipples jabbing against his chest and his desire began to flame up 
higher. Then, he felt one of her hands reach up to pull his head down to the 
urgent, swaying fullness of her titties. His tongue flicked out and began to 
lave the hard, taut, rosy, straining nipples, making her moan. 

"That's it, baby. Suck my titties. Eat them up, baby. I love the way you 
suck them," she sighed as he kissed her hot titties. "Yeah, suck on them 
lover. Oh, I love the way you suck my tits. Oh, baby," she hissed in her 
desire for Ronald's body. 

As he hungered over her heaving tits, he felt her hand slip between their 
naked bodies, over the rolls of flesh at his stomach, down, down, until she 
expertly found and gripped his naked, throbbing hardening cock. 

"Oh, that's it, baby. Just suck me off," she cried. 

Ronald breathed deeply as he sucked on her nipples, his tongue tracing 
circles around the hard, straining tips. He gasped as her hand gripped and 
caressed his hard cock, massaging expertly his swollen flesh. Hot sensations 
swept over Ronald. They were both drowning in the mountain wave of desire. 
She was responding to him feverishly. One of her hands worked over his back 
and ass, the other caressing his big swollen cock. 

"Oh, Ronald. I want you so much. I need you to fuck me with your big mother 
of a cock. It's so nice and hard now. I'm ready for you, Ronald," she 
breathed heavily. 

And she was ready. As their bodies pressed and rubbed together, his mouth 
devouring her breasts, her hand jerking up and down on his cock, he moved 
one of his hands to her trembling thighs. He teased his fingers over her 
creaming hill of love. Her cunt lips were damp and moist. His fingers 
gently, teasingly, spread apart the lips of her pussy, flicked through the 
soft, hairy mound. Like a teasing sword, his forefinger plunged into her 
abyss. 

"Oh, Ronald. It feels so good," she sighed, bucking her hips as his fingers 
teased over her creaming pussy lips. Her fingers, in a closed tight circle, 
fondled feverishly up and down along his long, thick prick. 

His finger flicked in and out between the pink slit, making Gloria jerk her 
hips spasmodically. She spread her hips and thighs farther apart, to better 
accommodate his teasing finger-fucking. He was an expert at sticking it all 
the way up her cunt. 

Gloria shuddered involuntarily in reaction to the sexual stimulation. She 
wormed her hips until she felt his fingers bury themselves all the way into 
her hot vagina. She felt the rub of his hand over her erect, tingling 
clitty. She heaved her ass, urging his finger to probe deep into her cunt. 
She began to moan with pleasure as the finger slid in and out of the 
cunt-slowly, making her squirm her hips in equal rhythm. 

Then, with a deep animal groan, Gloria kicked her legs wide apart. She 
pulled Ronald down on her, his hairy body covering her pink, glowing curves. 
His hips drove forward, hard, and his huge erection thrust its way up into 
her moist, well-lubricated passage-way. His cock slid deeply into her 
upturned pussy, jabbing into it without mercy. She laced her legs high up 
around her waist, pulling him down into her with strength and urgency. 

"That's it, Ronald," she moaned. "Give it to me, baby. Oh, I love the 
dynamite way your cock feels inside me. I love it. It feels oh so good. Oh, 
fuck me baby. Hard and fast. Oh, Ronald. Oh, Ronald, I'm burning up, baby." 

"Oh how I love to fuck you, Gloria," he cried, panting, as he drove his hips 
forward, impaling her on his driving erection. 

Gloria tossed under Ronald's pressing body. His hands cradled her heavy, 
heaving white mounds. She loved the way his cock poked in and out of her 
heat-drenched pussy. She quivered beneath him, giving him full access to her 
pink, creamy slit of desire. Her tits, swollen with passion, heaved as she 
bucked her body wantonly. She labored and gasped and squirmed her ass 
mightily, grinding her pussy up to meet the jabbing thrusts of his spearing 
prick. 

His lips hungered for her swollen nipples, and he sucked them, turning her 
on full faucet. Gloria surrendered her body to him. His relentless cock 
crushed apart the tight, elastic grip of her pussy lips, driving deeply. His 
red prick slipped, dripping with pussy juice, burying and withdrawing itself 
from the hot, tight tunnel of her vagina. 

Gloria sobbed and squirmed her buttocks round and round, trying to capture 
every delicious jab of his cock more fully. She tried to envelop, enclose 
every inch of his speeding cock as it drove in and out of her hot juicy 
pussy. Her cunt took every inch of his big cock completely. She thought she 
could feel the hard knob of that big mother cock spearing up into her 
trembling belly. She loved every thrust-every single moment. 

Her gash was passion personified, pink and covered with cream as the cock 
fucked it. Ronald bucked faster and faster over Gloria, and she sobbed and 
drove her hot hole at the cock that was taking her so expertly and hotly. 

They were flowing together in familiar unison, her thighs, strained far 
apart, open to receive completely the hot thrust of his cock. The bed 
springs began to creak under their twisting, thrashing bodies as they 
feverishly fucked one another. Both of their bodies were tense with action. 
She clutched him closer with her eager arms and thighs and gripping pussy 
lips. 

His slippery organ, throbbing and slick and dripping, thrust in and out. His 
gigantic cock was buried deeply up in Gloria's squirming pink grasping hole. 
His cock sunk in to the balls. The balls slapped against her heaving ass. To 
the hilt, he buried his erection, his balls swaying and slapping against her 
wet cunt. Gloria moaned and Ronald groaned as they fucked with expert 
rhythm, panting and heaving at one another. She undulated her lush body and 
circled her ass with a fury as he fucked her madly. She was in the grip of 
supreme rapture, as he was. Her titties danced as she tossed in tempo with 
the cock that screwed her so fiercely, so unceasingly. She loved the way it 
rammed her cunt in and out-that big cock driving mightily with each thrust. 

Both of their gyrating bodies were glistening with perspiration as they 
exerted themselves to their fullest. Tiny beads of sweat trickled down in 
the deep valley between her heaving breasts. She bit down hard on her lip 
and cried out as he jabbed hard, faster and faster. His cock was speeding 
and dipping wetly between her surging, clinging pussy lips. She cried out 
lewd encouragement and he lashed her with his huge prick. She ground her 
buttocks in wild need, screwing her cunt round and round, giving extra 
friction to their mating. Gloria loved the way Ronald fucked her cunt. She 
heaved her body, lifting him up as he drove madly over her. Little pellets 
of moisture drained in the tight hole of Gloria's grinding ass. Her thighs 
strained, clutching Ronald in even closer. 

"Fuck me, you beauty. You beautiful stud. Oh, fuck me," she cried as tears 
of joy trickled down her fevered cheeks. "Jab me good and hard. Ah! That's 
the way. Faster! Faster! I'm on the edge. I'm going to come. Faster!" 

"I'm going to come, too," he said hoarsely, as he worked over her. 

Ronald buffeted her on the squeaking, shaking mattress, his swollen cock 
fucking her cunt with blinding speed now. 

Suddenly, Gloria screamed. She rolled her head from one side to the other, 
caught in the grip of the beginning of her climax. Ronald moaned as he began 
to feel his own climax nearing swiftly. Gloria screwed her ass cheeks close 
together and heatedly screwed her pussy up and around. She screamed again 
and again, in the middle of her climax. Ronald's pulsing cock began to 
finally spurt out its white jets of come. 

His cock spit thick jets of sperm deep into her clasping, pulsing vagina. 
Gloria's trembling buttocks ground and contracted and heaved as her own 
orgasm smashed over her. Gush after gush of his white come spurted into her 
box. Thick, white liquid began to ooze from Gloria's cunt as she squeezed it 
tightly on his discharging cock. 

Her ass heaved wildly and her thighs were wet with come. Her pubic hair 
furrowed around her creaming slit was soaked and matted. His cock continued 
to maul her climaxing cunt, shooting oodles of come deep into her clutching 
cunt. 

And then, slowly, the ripples of climax began to subside and his cock began 
to deflate inside of her. Gloria had nearly passed out from the intensity of 
her finish. She had given her all and he had taken his all. She was 
exhausted, drained, satisfied. He was, too. 

He lay on her, kissing and caressing her, his deflated cock still buried 
deep in her hole. He could feel the internal pulse of her climax as it 
finished. He slowly withdrew and then, as she lay there, thighs spread open, 
panting, he bent his head low and kissed her over her throbbing cunt lips, 
tasting the oozing juice that flowed from inside of her. 

They lay together for a long time, breathing heavily, whispering and kissing 
each other. 

"Oh, darling," she said. "It was so good. You're such a good fuck." 

"It was the best," he said with an appreciative smile. 

Then, there was Adam, the poet. Gloria liked to ball him, too. She 
remembered the last time she saw him. Her head focused on how she was curled 
up in his arms, tilting her full titties against his chest, thrillingly 
rubbing her hard nipples round and round as she tongue-kissed him. She 
shifted her position hiking up her micro-mini skirt over her nylon stocking 
tops, revealing the creamy flesh of her upper thighs. Adam's face flushed as 
the kiss broke and Gloria began flicking her tongue into his ear, teasingly. 
She pressed the mound of her pussy against his thigh and began to rub it 
there hard. He puffed for air. She moved so that she was half hovering over 
him, one knee between his spread legs, the other on the outside of his 
thigh. Her pussy continued to rub over his upper thigh, exciting both of 
them as she tongue-lashed his sensitive ear and rubbed her hard nipples 
against his chest. 

Her thigh made firm contact with his erect cock as she began to tease his 
hardness with her fingers. She was nearly driving him wild with need. She 
ground her thigh mercilessly against his hard cock. The boy felt as if he 
was being smothered by the scent and silky softness of her. 

"I dig you, baby," said Gloria as she began to nibble on his ear lobe and 
rubbed her body against his. 

"Oh how I want to fuck you, Gloria," he said panting. 

Suddenly, Gloria shifted her position, and she was sitting close to the boy 
again, her thigh touching his. She was seducing the boy the way she wanted 
to, she was in complete control of him, and she loved the feeling of power. 
Her eyes were partly lidded and were shining with lust. 

Gloria snuggled close to him and teased his cock with her fingers. Then he 
began to groan loudly as Gloria slowly unzipped his fly. 

"My God, Adam. We can't keep your big cock cooped up in your pants forever," 
she said softly. 

"Oh, baby. Yeah! I dig when you talk to me like that." 

"Gloria will make you feel oh so good when she pulls out your cock." 

Adam was at her mercy, tossing and sighing as she teased his hard prick 
through the material of his pants. His fly was gaping wide open, but she 
teased him, delaying the drive of her slender fingers into the opening. She 
tortured him and fondled him through the fabric of his trousers, enjoying 
the poet's discomfort. As she slowly fondled his swollen cock in his pants, 
she seductively teased him with lurid conversation, her voice low and 
charged with meaning, describing what she could do for him to make his cock 
feel better. 

Then her hand finally wormed its way into his fly and began to tease his 
naked hardness with knowing fingers. Adam nearly sobbed. Gloria laughed 
softly, enjoying the power she held over him. Then, she skillfully lifted 
his cock, hard as a rock, out of his pants. "What a nice prick you have, 
Adam," she said softly. 

She ordered the poet to shift his hips. He obeyed. She unbuckled his belt 
and pulled down his pants and shorts until they were bunched around his 
ankles. He was naked from the waist down. 

"Ohhh. This is going to be fun," she said softly, as she gazed down at the 
upward thrust of his hard, naked cock in the firm curl of her moving 
fingers. She began to stroke and massage his thick cock, rubbing the heated 
flesh back and forth. Then, she slipped her other hand to his balls and 
cradled the heavy, twin load in the palm of her soft hand. The poet gritted 
his teeth, went red in his face, and made little anguished sounds that 
really meant that he dug what she was doing. 

"Do you like that, Adam?" she asked seductively. 

"Oh, yeah. You really turn me on, baby." 

She stroked his hard rod slowly, her fingers making a tight fist around his 
cock. Up and down her hand moved slowly, teasingly, making his cock get 
slowly redder and redder from the tight pressure her fingers were applying. 

"If you keep that up much longer, Gloria, I'm going to come all over the 
carpet," he said through tightly clenched teeth. 

"Oh, that'll never do, baby. I have other things in my head." 

"Oh, yeah. What? I can't think of anything." 

"Surprise," she whispered. 

Gloria pushed him back on the couch until he was lying there flat on his 
back, his cock standing hard and erect, pointing straight up at the ceiling. 
His face was a tortured mask. Her face displayed wanton lust. She was using 
him to satisfy the need that now she meant to satisfy. She leaned over 
Adam's body, her face close to his testicles, her warm breath fanning over 
his straining cock. Her hair trickled over his quaking naked thighs. 

Her wet lips kissed teasingly over his hard stomach. She was bent over his 
lap, her two hands massaging his erect cock. The poet thrust up his hips. 
Her lips danced along his heated flesh, fleeting kisses traveling up and 
down on the hard cock. She licked her tongue over the hard knob and tasted 
the drop of come that sat there. Her lips pouted and her face moved slowly 
down toward the swaying, erect cock. 

"Oh, baby. Put it in your mouth," he said as her moist lips met his cock. 

Her lips parted and the warm moistness closed over the throbbing, 
super-sensitive head of his cock. 

"Oh, suck me, baby. Oh, yes. Suck that cock. It feels so groovy, baby." 

Adam's strong hands reached down and tangled in her mane of hair. Her head 
was now slowly bobbing over his lap. The thickness of his hard cock was 
shoving in and out of the lips of her mouth. She plunged her head all the 
way down, consuming the entire length of his hardness, nearly choking as it 
tickled and thrust against her tonsils. 

Her tongue washed around his wet, hard, fleshy cock as her lips sucked with 
rapture and her teeth grated tinglingly over it. She bobbed her head slowly 
up and down, bringing her lips all the way up to the creamy-sticky, swollen 
cock head, then down again. She sucked and dove her hungry, gaping, gripping 
lips onto him. She was in no hurry to finish him. She wanted to savor every 
lovely moment of the sucking. She felt power, not humbleness, as she ate his 
cock. He was completely under her power. He was like a helpless zombie under 
her hypnotic lips. 

Gloria swirled her tongue over the knobby head of his cock and then she 
sucked hard over the throbbing head. 

"Oh, Gloria!" he cried. "I love the way you suck, baby. Oh, suck my cock." 

Gloria was too busy and her lips were too stuffed with prick to reply. His 
hard cock drove rhythmically in and out of her pouting lips. Adam jerked his 
hips in rhythm with her wet, sucking lips. Every time her lips sucked up the 
length of his prick, her tongue dragged dramatically along the fevered 
flesh. She loved the way his cock smelled. He was so virile. She sucked 
hungrily, every inch of her being concentrated on her task. 

"Oh, suck it. That's the way, baby. Oh, baby, yes. That's so good. Oh, shit! 
I'm going to come!" 

She felt his hardness swell and begin to throb in the greedy tight clutch of 
her surging lips. She knew that he was about to go over the edge and empty 
his cock between her lips, deep in her mouth. She wanted that. She wanted to 
taste every drop of his come, wanted wildly to swallow it all down. And then 
he came. His body jerked and her lips worked and sucked more feverishly. 

She sucked and sucked. A great fountain of white come poured from his cock. 
She gulped and swallowed. Another gush squirted forth, her cheeks ballooned 
out with the load and then squeezed in as she drank it down. She sucked and 
swallowed as he came and came from his cock into the hot mouth of hers. She 
sucked madly as his cock began to slowly go limp, drained of come by her 
mouth. She wanted every last drop and she got it. 

Finally, she raised her head up, releasing his limp cock from her shining, 
sperm-sprayed lips. Drops of come glistened on her lips. She licked the 
drops away with a satisfied swallow. 

"Feel better now, baby?" she asked throatily. 

Gloria and Adam began to embrace heatedly, her skirt bunched up near the 
edge of her panties, a delectable expanse of thigh showing above her 
stocking tops. The poet was twisted sideways from the waist, his naked body 
exposed to Gloria from the waist down. His hand dropped down to Gloria's 
thigh and began its journey north slowly and caressingly up toward the 
crotch of her panties. 

Gloria widened her legs, making room for Adam's advancing hand. She had told 
him to give her a hand-job. He was doing what she requested. 

The upward movement of his hand along her now naked thighs sent thrilling 
electric shocks through her body. Then, she felt a sudden jolt of emotion as 
his strong finger grazed over the thin band of her panties, stretched so 
tightly and protectively over her excited pussy. 

She spread her thighs wider apart. Her miniskirt was all bunchy over her 
gyrating hips. Adam's hand cupped her pussy mound, making her sigh with 
delight. His finger lolled up and down over the cleft in her cunt, pressing 
the nylon into the juicy lips. She slid down lower on the bed, to better 
accommodate Adam's probing fingers. 

"Take off my panties, dammit," she said urgently. 

"Oh, sure," he said. 

Clumsily, he peeled off her panties. Gloria's eyes were fast getting glassy 
with desire. Her belly rose and fell with her rapid breathing. His hands 
moved down over her flat belly and with his fingers he gently but clumsily 
pressed the pink edges of her cunt lips. Gloria sucked in air. The bud of 
her clit was exposed and erect. His fingers stroked roughly over it, making 
her shiver with need. 

The elastic lips of her cunt expanded to give entrance to his probing 
finger. The tip of his finger slid into the moist cunt opening, making her 
sigh. Her legs clamped tightly around his hand, trapping it against her 
slit, forcing the finger into her pulsing hole. The walls of her cunt were 
on fire as his finger jabbed all the way in. 

"That's it, baby," she breathed, squirming her ass up, moving her mound 
against the jab of his finger. "Not too rough, now. Oh, yes, That's the way. 
Finger me good, baby." 

Gloria groaned with delight as Adam's finger fucked in and out of her juicy 
moist cunt. His hand and fingers cupped and caressed her soft, warm yielding 
flesh. Her tight, pink pussy lips clutched at the thrusting finger. She 
moved her palpitating slit jerkily in motion with his jabbing finger. She 
thrashed her hips up and down and sighed as she felt the pleasurable 
sensations that his finger was giving her. Tingles of wicked pleasure 
gripped her heaving body. 

"Faster, baby," she urged Adam between heated kisses. "I'm near the edge. 
Oh, yes. 

Faster. I'll come soon. Only fuck me faster with your finger. Oh, yes, baby. 
Don't stop. That's the way. Keep it up." 

"Do you want me to fuck your cunt?" 

"Oh, yes, baby. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck my cunt with your 
big erect cock. And I want you to come inside me." 

"Oh, baby. I'm going to give it to you now." 

He mounted her and began to fuck her cunt with deep hard thrusts. She spread 
her legs wider and wider and soon raised them up and wrapped them around his 
shoulders so that he could get inside of her more deeply. He was all the way 
in her now. 

"Oh, I love the way you fuck me, baby," she said as she fucked and moved her 
body, pressing against him. 

He began to thrust harder and faster and both began to breathe heavily, 
pushing hard against each other's hard flesh. 

Adam's body soon stiffened and he began to shoot his load into her cunt. Her 
cunt twitched madly as she sucked in all his liquid. She came at the same 
time that he did, both juices intermingling in her big gash. 

He collapsed on top of her and Gloria and Adam went to sleep. 

Gloria's mind drifted to the older man she was having an affair with, Eddie 
Davis. She recalled the first time they balled together. They were in her 
apartment and she was sitting on Eddie's lap. Eddie felt his cock hardening 
as she crushed her buttocks to his lap. Gloria felt it get hard. It 
surprised her. Gloria didn't think older men could get an erection easily. 

Gloria felt sudden power come over her. She wondered if he had a big cock. 
She shifted her ass on his lap, rubbing her firm globes over his ridge of 
poking hardness. She felt the overpowering sense of power in the knowledge 
that her closeness was making him get an erection. She was thrilled. He was 
attracted to her. She knew that she could easily push this to the point of 
no return. She was so hot and bothered that she decided to push her 
advantage for all it was worth. 

"Do you think girls should wear panties?" she asked in a sultry voice. 

"Well, I guess so," he replied. "Don't you wear any?" 

"Sometimes I do. But I'm not wearing any tonight under my skirt. It's just 
little naked old me underneath." 

Gloria slowly got up from Eddie's lap and stretched sensuously, aware that 
he would watch her body hungrily. She stretched and twisted her young, 
lovely body, fully revealing her entrancing curves for him. Her eyes held 
his eyes, taunting him. Then she slowly, pointedly, dropped her eyes and 
fixed them on his lap where his cock was a long, hard, thick ridge under his 
trousers. Her eyes remained in that position for a long moment, letting 
Eddie know that she was aware. By looking so openly at his erection, she 
instinctively knew that she would heighten his need and longing for her. 

Gloria walked slowly over to him, twitching her hips seductively. She knew 
that she could not give him the time to calm down, to gain control of 
himself. She saw the way he looked up at her, as if hypnotized, vaguely 
helpless in the grip of her power. 

Eddie looked at her, appraising her sexuality. Her miniskirt clung to the 
curvy swell of her thighs as she swished toward him. Her nylon stockings 
whispered seductively as she moved forward. The fabric of her skirt curved 
in the "V" of her womanhood, promising warmth and lust. 

Gloria moved to him. She spread her legs wide and sat down on his hard cock, 
her naked pussy pressing down on it as her legs dangled down on either side 
of him. She rubbed her hot naked cunt over his arousal. 

"I want you," she whispered seductively, breathing her words as her naked 
pussy rubbed over his huge lump in his pants, her miniskirt hiked up to her 
hips. She leaned her tits against his chest and slowly pressed her lips to 
his. 

They both felt drugged. She kept her lips to his, parting them, slowly 
moving her tongue out to tease it over his lips. Her finger curled in his 
hair and tickled over his ears. She brushed her tits over his chest and he 
could feel the aroused points of her nipples as she dragged them back and 
forth, promising him youth and love. The promise was too much for him to 
reject. 

She continued to kiss him, her tongue now sliding slowly between his parting 
lips. As she did, she pressed her boobs harder against his chest and shifted 
her lush buttocks on his lap, working her pulsing, naked slit over the huge, 
hard bulge of his cock. 

Eddie couldn't resist. His cock was hard as a rock under the squirm of her 
buttocks and the rubbing contact of her mound. Her feet touched the floor on 
either side of him as he sat, beginning to perspire, beneath her. He was 
locked in the chair beneath Gloria as she squirmed her tempting body over 
him. 

Gloria grinned wantonly. Her fingers continued the delicate caress of his 
neck and ear as she kissed over his flushed face. She kissed his eyes, 
dancing her tongue over his closed lids. He was the captive of her 
seduction. Over his face she dragged a trail of fleeting, fluttering kisses, 
touching her lips gently. She had seduced him. She knew that. Now she was 
purposely delaying taking him. It made her feel all-powerful. She nibbled at 
his earlobe and breathed into his sensitive ear. 

"I want you to fuck me," she cried. "My little pussy's so hungry for you. 
Oh, it loves the feel of your big cock." 

Her juicy tongue slipped into his ear as he sat there. She kissed him and 
nibbled on his lips. She slid her tongue-tip over his parted lips, firing 
him with desire. She pressed her twitching twat closer to him, right up 
against his big fat cock covered with his trousers. She rotated her ass 
round and round, squirming it over his aching cock. Her tongue darted in and 
out between his lips. Her kiss was sweet and heady and the scent of her body 
turned him on. 

His head pitched back as she kissed over his neck, her tongue wetly 
dragging. She unbuttoned his shirt and put her moving hands on his chest and 
began to caress. She felt up his chest and the flabby folds of his stomach 
under his shirt. 

"How does that feel, baby?" she asked. 

"It feels great, honey. Don't stop." 

"Oh, I'm going to make you feel so nice, baby. I love the way you feel under 
my hands. You're such a man." 

Gloria began to rotate her hips, moving herself back on his lap, off his 
cock, so that she could see the long, round, hard, ridge of it in his 
trousers, so that she could easily get at it. Her eyes were on the front of 
his pants, on the bulge of his cock. She fluttered her eyes at him. 

"Baby," she said, "Your cock is going to get a nice surprise." 

She stared deeply into his eyes and calmly pulled off her blouse, revealing 
the fragile bra which barely contained her full, firm, spilling tits. She 
reached in back of herself and unhooked the bra. It fell away. She was naked 
from the waist up. He just stared at her gorgeous tits. They were proud and 
jutted out with her pink nipples standing erect with desire. 

"Do you like my pillows, baby?" she asked, cupping her tits in her hands, 
offering them to him. 

"Oh, yes. You're lovely," he breathed heavily. 

She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and teasingly pulled it out of his trousers 
and dropped it casually on the floor. She studied his chest and stomach. 

Gloria leaned her body forward and began to rub her swaying tits over his 
flabby chest. 

"Feel my titties, baby," she cried. 

Without a word, his hands went up to her swaying titties. His hands enclosed 
them and he fondled them expertly, more proficiently than even Drake held 
them. 

She moaned and sighed as his palms rotated in a circular motion. Her nipples 
thrilled, tensed harder, and responded, jumping out at his expert touch. Her 
eyes fluttered and she arched her back with lust and pride, shoving her tits 
more fully into his caressing hands. Her lips took his, fusing them in a 
wild tongue-stabbing kiss. Her lips and tongue possessed him, her tongue 
bursting into his mouth with a mad, diving flutter. Eddie's tongue curled 
around hers as they kissed hungrily, her tits crushed against his chest, her 
nipples drilling into his body. 

Their embrace was torrid. She gurgled with pleasure as he gently closed his 
teeth on her nipple and licked it with his tongue. 

"Oh, yes, baby. Suck my titties. Bite them. Oh, yes. That way, baby. Oh, you 
suck so good. I love the way it feels. Don't stop." 

She thrashed about on his lap, her legs dangling down on either side of him 
as he sucked hungrily on her firm cones. He rolled his tongue round and 
round over her taut nipples, sending shock waves and tremors through her. 
She squeezed her eyes tightly. 

"Oh, baby, I love it!" she crooned with lust as she arched her back, mashing 
her tits more fully into his craving mouth. He was going mad. He couldn't 
get enough of mouthing her lovely titties. 

He was so absorbed in sucking her titties that he hardly noticed it when she 
unbuckled his pants and unzipped his fly. But then, suddenly, he was aware. 
Her tits were gone. 

"What happened?" he said in a daze as his mouth lost wet contact with her 
throbbing nipples. 

Gloria was off his lap. She dragged his pants and shorts down and off, 
yanked off his shoes and socks. He was naked, in the chair, panting for 
breath. She smiled at him with slow, dilated eyes. Her skirt was gone and 
she unhooked her garter belt and rolled her stockings down with teasing 
slowness. He watched her, mesmerized. And then, she was nearly naked. His 
eyes went over every inch of her glowing, trembling body and he especially 
liked her quivering rolling mound at the "V" of her smooth silky thighs. 

Gloria straddled his lap again, her warm, smooth legs rubbing over his hairy 
thighs. His hard-on was massive, ramming straight up from his swollen balls. 
She crawled forward slowly on his lap, her eyes fixed on his straining cock. 

"Oh, baby," she breathed. "Wait till I put your cock in my hot pussy. You'll 
love it. I'll love it. Oh, yes." 

She reached forward and took hold of his hard cock with her hand. Then she 
suddenly shifted her buttocks back, so that she was virtually lying forward 
on his thighs. Her hands pointed his cock toward her swaying titties, 
holding a breast over the knob of his hot cock. 

"Why don't you put your hands on either side of my tits and push them 
together, baby? I really like that." 

Eddie did as she asked and looked at those firm globes as she slithered 
forward over his lap. She gently placed his throbbing cock in the deep cleft 
between her breasts, told him to press in on them. His cock was locked in 
between her two mountains of flesh. 

He clutched firmly. He pushed them closer together. Then, he pressed harder 
and her nipples rubbed up against each other, making her moan and groan. 

"Oh, Eddie, it feels so good," she cried. 

Gloria began moving her shoulders, making his hard cock slide to and fro in 
the soft, deep valley between her titties. He began to rock his hips, 
jabbing his cock up and down between the twin, throbbing mounds. She watched 
excitedly, as his cock poked up, then disappeared in the deep cleft. When 
his big cock re-appeared, she dove her face down and lapped the drop of cock 
juice from the tip with a tiny giggle. She licked and nipped with her teeth, 
and he groaned. 

"How does it feel, baby? Do you like the way I eat your cock?" 

"Oh, yes, baby. Just keep it up." 

"Good, baby. It feels good, doesn't it?" she asked as his erect prick rubbed 
to and fro between her crushed tits. 

"It feels really groovy, baby," he gasped. 

"Does it feel like you're going to come soon?" 

"Yes, baby." 

"Well, stop then. I don't want you to waste your beautiful hard-on there. I 
want your cock inside of me. That was only a little treat. An appetizer. 
Now, for the main course," she said hungrily. 

He looked at her as she began to snake forward on his lap, her thighs wide 
apart, her legs dangling down. He could see the pink, open, creamy lips of 
her pussy through the silky bush. 

"Now we're going to put it in. In!" she cried. 

She hopped over his cock, the lips of her dripping cunt brushing over the 
hard tip of his prick. He gasped and she moved her hips down and the 
sensitive tip of his cock touched the edges of her tight, tingling lips. He 
felt the soft hair that surrounded her hot nest. She teased both herself and 
him by grazing the wet, fleshy folds of her cunt over his probing cock. She 
held her box above his cock for a trembling, breathless moment, the tight, 
pulsing lips parted slightly, wet and ready for the final downward lunge of 
her pelvis. 

"I'm going to throw you a fuck you'll never forget," she purred recklessly, 
still grazing the wet trench over his cock head. He was trembling beneath 
her, helpless with desire. He hungered to get in her. He was a tortured mass 
of manhood. 

"Shall I put it inside?" 

"Oh, yeah, baby, put it in." 

"No rush," she teased. "You'll get it in me, baby. Oh, what a hard cock you 
have. You're a big stud, aren't you? You're so big. Maybe I shouldn't put it 
in. It might split me in two." 

"No, never." 

"But my cunt's so tight and your cock's so big and round." 

"Put it in!" he cried. She was torturing him beyond endurance, and she knew 
it. She was doing it on purpose, making him completely hers, completely her 
captive. 

He could feel the teasing rub of her moist hole, driving him wild. He could 
see the way her sparse pubic hair, wet with her juices, parted at her 
delicious lips. 

Then, without warning, she drove her hips fully down, impaling herself on 
his thick cock. She rammed her hips down, all the way, her buttocks coming 
to rest on his thighs and with one long smooth stroke she drove his cock all 
the way up her cervix. He felt the smooth, wet walls of her cunt clamp 
firmly around his cock. It was so warm and moist inside of her. It was the 
most delicious feeling that he had ever felt. 

"Oh, baby," she moaned, as she sat still on his lap, his cock hard and round 
and long, buried to the hilt inside of her palpitating cunt. "Oh, darling, 
you fill me up to bursting. So deep and so big. Oh, baby." 

"Oh, your cunt feels so good. My cock loves being inside of you." 

"I'm going to fuck your cock until it shoots its load deep into my belly, 
filling my cunt to overflowing. I'm going to fuck your big, hard cock until 
it's raw and limp. You're going to love it and so am I, honey." 

She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him tight, her tits mashing up 
against his chest, her teeth sinking into his shoulder, drawing passionate 
blood. 

She began slowly to weave her hips up and down on his impaling cock. Her 
tight cunt lips plunged up and down, slowly, on his slick, hard cock. She 
drew it deeper and deeper into her warm, deep cave, loving the feel of the 
deep penetration, putting every ounce of her body into the stroke of her 
slowly churning pussy. 

She fucked with slow abandon, teasing and prolonging the pleasure. She 
jerked and twisted on his rod, moaned, cursing, her face contorted with 
passion. 

"I love the way you fuck, baby," she cried. Her body tossed and arched over 
him, giving them both enchantment. His cock drove in and out as she wove a 
rhythm with her rotating, swerving, gripping, dancing pussy. 

He squirmed his ass under her down-driving cunt and he felt the power and 
strength of her hips and thighs. He felt the hot lips of her cunt clasping 
his throbbing prick. She fucked him, leading the way. She fucked him, 
throwing her cunt up and down on his tremendous cock. The big mother 
thundered in and out of her grasping hole, making them both moan with 
ecstasy. Her nostrils were flared and her eyes were closed as she took him. 

Her arms were wrapping around him and her nails were raking a tearing, 
bleeding trail over his back. Her tight buttocks slapped up and down on his 
thighs. Wet sucking sounds filled the room as rod and cunt drippingly mated. 
She increased the tempo, slowly, rhythmically. She lunged over and up and 
down and round and round on his cock, loving the way his hardness was 
ravishing her cunt hole. 

Eddie's hands took hold of her heaving, rotating bottom as she grunted and 
squirmed over his lap. Juice dripped out of her pussy as it fucked his cock, 
dripped down to mat his pubic hair. His hands cradled the tight, heaving, 
smooth, voluptuous ass. His fingers could feel the soft, soaked pubic hair 
surrounding her hungry cunt. Her cunt lips seemed like they were elastic. 

She gyrated on his slippery cock, her ravenous body moving wildly, faster 
and faster. She cried out to him, urging him on, as she twisted and churned, 
jerking her cunt up and down on his wet organ. 

"Deeper, faster, darling. I'm going to come," she cried. 

"Oh, sweety. I'm coming, too." 

"Now, now, fuck me now. Harder, harder. Give it to me, baby," she cried. 

Her ass waved with spiraling abandon as her cunt plunged hotly and wetly up 
and down his throbbing red cock. 

"I'm coming," she moaned. 

"Oh, I'm coming, too," he grunted. 

She squealed and pitched her box over his cock, grabbing it tighter with her 
pussy lips. Her body arched and quivered as her cunt drove up and down on 
his stabbing prick. Her orgasm spewed forth, drenching his coming cock. Her 
juice drained out soaking his pubic hair and throbbing balls. His cock 
jerked as her pussy lips clutched and clutched. She contracted her internal 
muscles, squeezing come from his jerking, jetting cock. His balls emptied 
themselves deep inside her creamy hole. Her cunt lips sucked every drop from 
his spurting cock. 

"Oh, God. Oh, God," she screamed. He did the same and gripped her madly 
rotating ass as she crushed her cunt on his spouting cock, and gasps of 
passion spewed from both of them. 

Her pussy lips held his cock in a death grip. Soul-shattering grunts came 
from both of them. All of his hot come was inside her. Her juice drowned his 
prick. They sat there, his limp cock still locked in her cunt lips, too 
exhausted to speak. They were both near fainting. 

"What a fuck," she panted. He concurred. 

Gloria decided that her life as a free, sexually liberated woman in New York 
was no good for her. She would wait for her boyfriend, Drake, in Vermont, 
teaching at the Medina School. She vowed to herself that she would be as 
faithful to him as she could. But, she didn't think she could remain totally 
true-blue. Her new life as a fucking broad was too much fun. 

On to Vermont! 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

BALL ME, UNCLE HARRY 

Jenny Grable's aunt and uncle lived a few towns away from Brian, Vermont, 
where the Medina School was located. It was a few weeks away from the 
beginning of the school's first term. Jenny, hired as a teacher, decided to 
spend the few weeks at her aunt and uncle's home, at their invitation, and 
she came with her boyfriend, Andy. Andy was very unhappy that Jenny was 
going to be away from him for so long a spell. He conned her into inviting 
him up to Vermont. He wanted to be with her for as long as he could. 

On the bus up to Vermont from Boston, Jenny leaned back in her seat and 
closed her eyes, picturing the beautiful Vermont landscape. He stared at 
her, his eyes wandering over the full length of her body. The thick cotton 
dress she wore did little to conceal the already ripe body. Jenny was twenty 
years old and already a college graduate-a teacher. Amazing! Andy had two 
years of college left, himself. 

The neckline of her dress was just low enough to reveal the slight cleavage 
of her full breasts. The material clung tightly around her midriff 
accentuating the firm, round globes, the small waist and the fullness of her 
hips. Her legs were long and slender and as he stared his arm brushed 
against the firm fullness of her breasts and sent a chill through his body 
that settled in his loins. 

Jenny stirred and opened her eyes slowly. They were nearing their Vermont 
station. As she stretched for a small bag on the overhead rack, she gave 
Andy as well as the other passengers a brief glimpse of her stockinged legs 
and the white flesh which showed between her nylons and garter belt. 

Andy drew a sharp breath, trying to fight back the slight bulge which was 
about to show through his slacks. 

Jenny looked around the station until she spotted her Aunt Dotty and Uncle 
Harry. Jenny was not particularly fond of her aunt and uncle. Her aunt was 
really okay, but her uncle made her feel uneasy whenever she was alone in a 
room with him. His eyes seemed to devour her, making her feel naked. His 
hands would always be accidentally brushing against her behind or across her 
chest as he pretended to reach for something. She just didn't trust him. 
Even today she could feel his eyes burning right through the dress she wore. 
She was glad that Andy was with her. Maybe he would keep his dirty hands to 
himself. 

They made themselves comfortable at the house, and soon it was dinnertime. 
They ate and Andy and Jenny went out for a walk in the moonlight. As they 
kissed Jenny could feel a burning sensation in her loins, gnawing at her, 
and she knew that she had to have this desire filled. She stood very still, 
looking at Andy, almost coyly. 

Her boobies were barely covered by the low, tight fit of her dress and Andy 
could see the tautness of the flesh on her ribs as it strained against the 
material and accentuated the proud thrust of her tits. She moved closer to 
him, the flesh of her thighs rippling in sinuous hollows. 

Andy felt his cock grow hot and it began to pulse under his trousers. He 
felt helpless against its throbbing and pushing, and the ache to grab her 
and take her right there out in the fields raced through his body. 

Coming to a barn, they both entered. She reached out for him and held him 
tightly and began to breathe heavily. Her hands clasped his neck and pulled 
his face down against her so that their cheeks caressed, as the other end of 
her body pressed and bumped against him, rubbing up and down against his 
erect cock. 

He buried his lips in her neck and moved his hand quiveringly down the 
smooth, flawless flesh of her upper back until it was hidden in the confines 
of her dress. As his exploring fingers reached the start of the outward 
bulge of her hips, he strained her body against him. His hands moved on down 
over and around the softness of her flesh until they were cupping her 
buttocks in a sensual ecstasy of their own. He forced her hips in at his, 
crushing her against his cock until it hurt him, torturing himself. Her 
buttocks were smooth and hard as she strained into him, then she relaxed and 
her buttocks expanded fully into his hands. 

Then, her arms moved around his neck and the pressure was so great that when 
she kissed him his lips were crushed back on his teeth and he could hardly 
breathe. 

Then his hands ran over her body with a growing urgency, over the fullness 
of her breasts, the roundness of her hips and the firmness of her thighs. 
His fingers began to work at the hem of her dress, pulling it up until he 
could feel the soft silk of her panties. She moaned quietly under his 
persistent touch and pulled him downward to the hay-covered floor of the 
barn. His fingers found the tight elastic of her legband and gently, but 
firmly, he pushed them inside until he could feel the soft pubic mound and 
the most intimate part of her body. 

She wriggled under his touch knowing that she should stop him but straining 
her body toward his fingers at the same time. Slowly, he tugged at the brief 
panties until she lay completely exposed and vulnerable to his touch and 
every wanton caress. 

His cock was throbbing wildly inside the tight confines of his pants. 
Reluctantly, he released one hand and tugged at the zipper of his fly. He 
had to free his pulsing, demanding organ. He had to have relief from this 
sweet torture as the urgency of his passion seemed to become unbearable. His 
swollen cock gave an involuntary jolt, moving sharply towards his belly as 
he released it. 

Jenny moaned softly as she stared at his thick, warm shaft as it jerked 
upwards. It sent a desire through her that she had never felt before. They 
had necked and petted, but it had never gotten this far. She had felt the 
stiffness of his manhood through his pants, but she had never seen it and 
she found it difficult to believe the size it had grown to in his 
excitement. 

Sharply, she turned on her side, extending her smooth, round buttocks 
towards him. She reached behind him and pulled him towards her until she 
could feel the hardness and the jerking of his cock against her belly. 

He let his hands wander down towards the intimate crease of her cunt and 
slowly began to finger the pubic mound, searching for the tiny hair-lined 
slit and protective lips. He found the hard little clitty which he massaged 
gently while Jenny moaned and writhed her body furiously under his touch. 

"Oh, that feels so good," she breathed, almost indistinctly as she let her 
own hands drop down to caress his throbbing cock. He gasped at the 
suddenness of her touch against his bare flesh. 

It was almost too much for him to take. He began to rock his body back and 
forth as her hand grasped tighter and tighter around the cock. The agony was 
too much and he finally found the tight, elastic slit of her cunt and 
forcefully drove a finger deep into her soft, warm channel. She gasped in 
pain and shock at the sudden intrusion. 

"Oh, baby. Stop. It hurts. You'll have to do it slower." 

But Andy was breathing too rapidly now to listen to her plea and continued 
the punishing movement of his fingers, more quickly and powerfully. She 
could feel the pressure in her loins begin to lessen as her cunt began to 
lubricate with her love fluid, but she was afraid that he would puncture the 
chastity that she had so carefully protected. 

She tried to push him away, but the weight of his body prevented her from 
moving her hands. His cock was jerking and throbbing wildly now as it pushed 
in and out of her tightly clenched fists. He felt that he couldn't wait, he 
was about to shoot his load and he wanted to ram his denied prick deep into 
her belly. He had to have her and have her now. 

Jenny began to cough out sounds from her throat until he was not sure 
whether he was really hurting her that badly or whether it was some choking 
passion. With a great effort, he slowed his rhythm of finger-fucking and 
tried to force her over on her back so that he could take her as she should 
be taken. 

"No, Andy We mustn't do this. We must save it, darling." 

Ignoring her pleas in his pent-up passion, he forced her backward until she 
lay completely open, exposed and easy to fuck. His cock was about to burst 
as his hands went to his loins in an effort to pry her fingers away from his 
thick, stiffened staff so that he could totally impale her with his 
maleness. She tried to tighten her grip around the jerking flesh as he 
pulled back away from her touch, but she slowly could feel her fingers 
losing their grip. 

As her fingers could feel the hard, rounded head of the penis leave her 
grip, he gasped, "Shit! I'm going to come. I'm going to come now." 

Jenny could feel a sudden bursting and sticky substance cover the palm of 
her hand as his hips thrust forward wildly in passion. She could feel the 
jerking of the muscles of his cock as they relaxed and contracted, shooting 
forth his sperm into her hand and onto the barn floor, and finally with a 
last weakening thrust, he flopped forward onto her, his cock deflating and 
slipping out of her hand. 

Slowly, he rolled over onto his back, trying to avoid her gaze and zip his 
pants at the same time. All of a sudden he felt strange. He almost raped 
her! 

She just lay there, her skirt pulled up around her waist, her panties at her 
ankles. She looked at him, or looked through him. Andy wasn't sure. 

They pulled themselves together and left the barn. Jenny noticed a shadow 
across the doorway. It was her uncle! Jenny wondered how long he had been 
there. 

Jenny went straight to her room after saying good night to Andy. As she lay 
on her bed fully clothed, she thought about her experience with Andy in the 
barn. She had never felt a desire grow so strong. The unfulfilled passion 
still ached between her legs and she dreamily let her hands roam over the 
voluptuous curves of her own body. Her full, white tits were still taut from 
Andy's caresses. 

She played with the hard, pink nipples beneath her blouse making them stand 
even more erect, and she pinched them between her fingers until they ached 
with a strange desire-lust. She rubbed them, lifting her tits so that they 
were cupped lazily in her hands. 

The touch made her feel drowsily sexy and very unfulfilled. Her attention 
was soon directed to the softness of her burning thighs and the maddening 
feeling which burned deep in her loins. She pressed her legs tightly 
together, letting her firm, full thighs rub excitingly against the soft 
pulsing lips of her cunt. 

She looked quickly around the empty room, then, licking her lips in secret 
anticipation, she slowly pulled her dress up over her thighs until the white 
strips of satin-covered elastic which held her stockings up were exposed. 

She raised them gently away from the softness of her leg and let them fall 
back with a faint, exciting snap onto her bare flesh. She raised herself off 
the bed and quickly pushed aside the crotch band of her silk bikini panties 
and let her fingers stray casually to the lips of her pussy. She plucked at 
the soft mound, sliding her fingers along the warm, moist slit down between 
her legs. 

They clipped slightly into the throbbing orifice where her warm, open 
channel was throbbing impatiently to receive attention. She hesitated for a 
moment, thinking that she shouldn't really be doing this, but she couldn't 
stand the pressure that was building deep inside her. 

She spread her legs wide and propped her feet up on the wall next to her 
bed, making sure her thighs were far apart. She stared down, watching with 
fascination as her fingers gradually parted the soft strands of pubic hair 
and drew the lips of her cunt gently apart, revealing the wet open slit 
running down to the tightly clenched cheeks of her buttocks. 

She moistened her lips again and she could feel her heart begin to pound 
furiously as her eyes glazed and stared, unseeing, at the ceiling. 

She teased her forefinger along the exposed opening, pressing gently into 
the soft, wet skin. Her fingernail scratched delicately at the rising 
hardness of her clitoris, making it stand up at attention. 

Her middle finger slipped into the very center of her throbbing cunt, 
working its way, insistently, deep into the warm, moist hole. 

She half closed her eyes and played with her aching pussy, tickling and 
wiggling her finger in and out of the tiny opening until her buttocks were 
twitching automatically in a clenching and unclenching rhythm. 

Her other hand wandered back to her full, white titties, letting her fingers 
roll the warm flesh and pinch at the stiffened nipples. Her desire now had 
become almost uncontrollable. Her fingers were now racing in and out of her 
cunt as she fingered herself with rising passion and desire. 

She wiggled her ass cheeks violently, thrusting her loins down upon the 
intruding fingers. She wanted to be fulfilled right now. Why didn't she let 
Andy fuck her? It would have been so simple. She remembered how his hands 
felt on her naked flesh, and it increased the tempo of her fingering until 
her fingers were flashing in and out of her aching cunt at a fevered pitch. 

Jenny panted desperately as the sensations in her tormented cunt increased 
rapidly. She could feel her ankles drumming helplessly on the wall, and she 
stuck her fingers up that cunt even more deeply. Clenching her thumb and 
forefinger over the nipple of her tit, she pinched hard, bruising the tip 
slightly. Suddenly, she lay completely still, ready-on the brink of orgasm. 

Jenny tensed herself, tightening her muscles in violent, uncontrolled 
contractions as she felt herself explode inside. She had never reached a 
climax before and she let herself writhe in complete and utter abandonment 
as she felt the warm wet fluids of passion bubble deep inside of her. 

She let out a long sigh of relief and slowly and gently withdrew her fingers 
from her cunt. The lips closed shut as the last of her juices seeped wetly 
between her fingers. 

Jenny closed her eyes, her fingers resting lightly on her hard mound of 
pubic hair, playing softly with her little bush. 

She went into the bathroom to wash up. Since her room was in an isolated 
part of the house she didn't bother to shut the bathroom door tightly. And 
she was so excited by her new experience that she didn't hear footsteps in 
the hall. She began to let the water .run in the stall shower and soon began 
to wash herself under the driving water. 

Uncle Harry's heart was pounding and he could feel the bulge in his pajama 
bottoms become bigger and harder until in a matter of moments it had reached 
full erection. He let his hand go down and feel the stiff, pulsing rod as it 
jerked against the thin material. 

He gloated silently to himself. He gazed at the tight hole of her ass as she 
bent to soap her legs. She had long full buttocks and perfectly shaped round 
thighs. 

Her rear looked deep and enticing, the buttocks jutting nicely with a 
warm-looking dark cleavage which opened slightly as she bent forward to 
reveal the darker point of her tiny, round anus. He watched the muscles of 
her thighs tensing as she soaped and they seemed to flow up and down in a 
continual motion of sensuality. 

She straightened and turned a little. Her profile was dynamite. Her breasts 
were high and full, white mounds of firm, soft flesh and her belly was flat. 
She moved around a little more and he saw the light muscles of her stomach 
working as she soaped her pubic mound and the intimate folds of her cunt. 
His cock jerked involuntarily as he watched with lust-filled eyes. She was a 
picture of grace and symmetry. 

Uncle Harry loosened the strings at the fly of his pajamas and pulled out 
his gigantic cock, stiff, throbbing, full of desire for his niece. He 
couldn't wait to fuck her. He knew that she was a virgin because he saw 
Jenny and Andy in the barn and she wouldn't let him enter her cunt. 

He could just picture the look on her face as he would go to her. He would 
hold her down and let his hands wander all over her voluptuous body, knead 
her boobies until she wanted to scream in pain and finally he would push his 
big cock up to the deepest depths of her belly, penetrating that hymen-that 
cherry-and fuck her. He couldn't wait for her to get out of the bathroom. 

Jenny dried herself slowly, letting the towel rub sensually against her 
body. She could still feel a slight tingle between her legs and in the 
tightness of her nipples as she rubbed her tits dry. She wanted to go back 
to the privacy of her room and masturbate again, but she changed her mind. 

Without bothering to put her robe back on, she walked to her bedroom, 
strutting like a proud peacock, stretching her body with each step. She 
locked the door and lazily dropped on her bed, extending her naked sensual 
body out full length and closed her eyes to go to sleep. Suddenly, without 
actually realizing it, she sat straight up. She felt somebody's eyes on her. 

"Who's there?" she cried out. There was no response but she saw a shadow. 
Her closet door was flung open and she was face to face with Uncle Harry. 

"Hello, Jenny," he laughed. "Expecting somebody else? Andy?" 

She reached for the blanket in an effort to cover her naked body but her 
uncle quickly grabbed it from her hands, leaving her completely exposed as 
he took in her body. Jenny was really frightened. 

"I saw you with your boyfriend, Jenny. How come you didn't let him fuck you 
in the barn? Well, you won't get away with that shit with me." 

She closed her eyes, trying to fight back the tears of terror as he moved 
closer to her. "Don't scream, Jenny. I'm going to fuck you now. When I'm 
through with you, you won't be a virgin anywhere on your body." He laughed 
as his hand reached out and grabbed one of her tits cruelly. 

She tried to scream but his hand crashed down hard across her face in 
warning and she knew that it would be useless to fight. Jenny turned to him. 
He looked so mean. He was not going to show her any tenderness or mercy, she 
was sure. 

Uncle Harry sat down on the edge of the bed, his hands pinning her shoulders 
to the blanket. With one hand on her throat he let his other roam lustfully 
over the curves of her tits, pinching the already sore nipples and over the 
firm, flatness of her belly. 

His fingers slowly ran down the supple thighs, running towards her knees on 
the outside of her leg and then tauntingly, slowly, yet demandingly up the 
inside of her legs, squeezing the plumpness of her thighs just below her 
virginal hole. She froze as she looked down at his big cock sticking stiffly 
out from underneath his pajamas. 

He was so big! His gigantic prick was jerking up against his belly, the head 
red and throbbing with desire for young Jenny. He wanted to hurt her, to 
humiliate her, to rape her. Yes-he wanted to sink that cock into her, submit 
her painfully to him. 

Harry saw her naked body and without effort he pinned her to the bed and 
stripped feverishly at his own clothing. She lay back on the bed too weak to 
move, too feeble to resist. 

He came at her with that big fat cock. Jenny wished that he would rape her 
fast and get it over with. 

But, he was taking his sweet time. His hand moved over her tits, kneading 
and pinching while his other hand cupped the soft pubic bush between her 
lovely legs. His fingers worked slowly, demandingly through the soft down 
spreading the lips of her pussy until he found her clitty. He rubbed it hard 
until it stood up from his violent massage. 

"You like, don't you, baby?" 

Jenny didn't bother to reply. His forefinger continued to rub her clitoris 
while his other fingers searched for the tight chaste slit of her cunt. 

He found it and pushed and prodded at the soft, fleshy lips of her cunt and 
eased one finger in slowly. She bucked helplessly under his touch and 
moaned. 

She tried to avoid his fingering but he just pushed harder until his finger 
slipped wetly into the moist warm hole between her legs. He could feel the 
walls of her cunt cling tightly around his finger and he teased it slowly 
within her, trying to force the juices of love from her. 

It was a natural reaction and he wanted her to be completely wet and open 
when he rammed it into her. Finally, he inserted another finger into her 
cunt. She was so tight. She was going to be a great fuck. 

Jenny cried out in pain as he continued to work his fingers around and 
around her cunt trying to stretch it. With his two fingers up her cunt, 
Harry could feel a shudder run through her whole body and hear her whimper 
in a muffled moaning sound. 

He moved his fingers around inside the tight cunt reaching right up to the 
high arch deep inside where it ran into her cervix. 

Jenny squirmed and writhed with desperate energy but he held her, steadying 
her by clutching one hand around her bare waist, feeling how he could 
squeeze and crush her, perhaps snap the top half of her from the bottom of 
that junction. He moved forward and pinned her undulating, gyrating body 
tightly into the squeaky mattress. 

The weight of his body over her and the pressure of his searching, probing 
hands made it all but useless to protest. She could feel the strong erection 
as it jerked against the flesh of the inside of her thigh. She knew that he 
was going to take her-now. His breath was as rapid as a dog in heat. 

Jenny felt him move his pulsing prick higher up between her thighs and she 
gritted her teeth. She felt it probing, slipping at her between his guiding 
fingers. It was so big-too big to fit into her tight hole. But, she could 
feel him slowly forcing his way into the tight, unyielding hole. She could 
sense her body screeching in every pore as he tried to enter her, to take 
away her cherry. 

Her stretching cunt felt as if it were a raw wound, being both soothed and 
stimulated by an outside, foreign pressure which was a result of his cruel 
attack. 

A groan spiraled from the depths of his chest, exploding from his mouth and 
resounding from every corner of the room. Jenny's cunt ached as the 
throbbing head of the cock pushed harder and harder against the elastic ring 
of her womb. Then, with one gigantic effort, he threw back his head in an 
insane jerk of his hips and let his loins carry themselves forward. 

His cock flooded into her like a great tide, bursting and smashing all 
before it, deeper and deeper into and through the thin membrane of her 
cherry until his pelvis smashed hard against the roundness of her ass 
cheeks. He felt the fleshy globes flattening against the mattress as he 
squirmed his loins tight down between her spread thighs. He wanted her for 
so long and now he was taking her. Harry's head flopped forward and he 
placed his hands convulsively on her shoulders, drawing them up her back as 
he thrust and thrust again deeper and deeper into her cunt. He drew them 
down her back and held her waist for a moment and then clasped her hips so 
that his fingers fit into the crease of her thighs and loins and his thumbs 
reached out for each other against her buttocks. 

He pulled the cheeks of her ass hard back against his onrush and held his 
prick inside her to its fullest extent while he revolved his hips around and 
around, scraping the tender, aching walls of her cunt with its giant 
blood-filled head. 

"Stop, please. I can't stand it," she cried. The pain was almost too much 
for her to bear. Her virginity was a thing of the past, she realized, as 
Uncle Harry rocked back and forth on top of her, fucking into her like a 
wild stallion. She wanted to cry out but she could feel herself slipping 
into the pleasure of the act, his huge cock plunging deeper and deeper into 
her open hole. 

Harry lowered his eyes and watched his moist, throbbing cock, moist along 
its whole length from her involuntary secretions and a slight trickling of 
blood as he rammed again and again into her. He saw the ragged pink edges of 
her flesh drawing back with it and swallowing it whole again like the lips 
of a child eating an oversized all-day sucker. 

With a deep-throated groan, he began to establish a powerful rhythm of 
thrust and withdrawal, clasping her thighs and crushing them back at every 
withdrawal. 

He spread her thighs farther apart. His head tingled and his cock throbbed 
and enlarged, and its very tip seemed to be pierced with steel blades. He 
felt all-mighty, all-powerful, she was so helpless under his thrusting cock. 
He wanted to split her right up to her navel, to lose his whole body, the 
whole of his loins in her belly. 

She began to whimper as he drove into her cunt. He felt the softness of her 
cervix with the tip of his cock as he screwed his hips against her and he 
could feel the flood-tide building in his loins. 

Harry began to pant even harder and his head rolled back and forth. He was 
grunting like a pig as he continued to fuck her cunt hard. He thrust and 
thrust some more and she moaned with pain with every movement. 

He felt his big cock grow thicker and thicker to the point of bursting and 
the great flood trembled at the dam. He tensed his buttocks, scratching his 
nails along the skin of her back and with every forward surge he trembled 
from his heels to his wildly swaying balls. 

Harry ground and scratched at her brutally and cruelly, his passion soaring 
to a fevered pitch. There was no holding back now. He had to come inside her 
cunt. Her body began to squirm under his and her movement incited him more 
and he thrust harder between her widely spread thighs, ramming his cock up 
inside of her. 

He groaned in pain from holding back. But, he could stand it no longer. His 
entire body quaked and tensed as the roaring flood of his dam burst into her 
hot little pussy. It was like a torrent-a tidal wave. 

Jenny felt him erupting inside her cunt, spurting his creamy liquid deep 
into the hidden corners of her cunt, filling her belly almost to the 
bursting point with the hot slippery liquid. 

Jenny thought it was over. She rolled slightly on her side trying to force 
her uncle's weight off her tired body. He slid to her side, but didn't 
release the hold that he had around her waist. Jenny tried to struggle but 
his grip was too strong. 

"Please stop. You've gotten what you want. Now leave me alone." 

"We're not done yet, little niece. I want everything you've got, Cunt!" 

She was too numb to do anything now. She felt herself being rolled over on 
the bed by his hands. His hot weight dropped on her back, his flesh oozing 
over her like some great rubbery mass of soft jelly. 

Jenny was aware of the hardening of Uncle Harry's cock again, this time 
jerking against the crease of her buttocks and she could feel the pressure 
of his hands on her. His hands ran over her ass and up the inside of her 
thighs and calves, and he smoothed her buttocks with his fingers. She 
wondered what he was up to. 

Jenny felt a dull discomfort between her buttocks and she shuddered against 
him, but made no other movement. It was a wasted effort. 

Harry ran the edge of his right hand down the crease of her buttocks. It was 
hot between them and the flesh was a little wet and clinging from his cock. 
His fingers began to explore the puckered skin around that back hole. And 
then, it was clear to Jenny. 

He was going to ram that big fat prick up her asshole. She couldn't move. He 
drew aside the buttocks like two halves of a peach. She tried to tense her 
soft cheeks together again, but he tore at them with determination. She 
couldn't resist. 

Harry leaned back slightly so he could see the ring of flesh around the 
smooth anal lips. He sucked in his breath and dug at it menacingly with his 
middle finger. She cried out as he scratched the opening with his nail and 
then tried to push her body further into the bed to avoid the probing. 

Harry felt the warmth of her ass as the tight hole closed around his finger 
up to the first knuckle and his whole hand squeezed in vice-like pressure on 
her closed buttocks. 

He slapped the white globes of flesh with his free hand making her cry out. 
Harry caught her by the nape of the neck and squeezed savagely with his 
thumb and forefinger. 

"Relax, baby. Open up your ass or I'll break your fucking neck!" 

She gasped and pleaded with him in low exclamations of pain as he felt her 
body relax slightly and go limp to be used by his desire. 

Harry moved his finger deeper into the tight little hole, causing her to cry 
out again, but she checked her tension halfway as she felt the increasing 
pressure on her neck by his fingers. 

Harry moved his finger further and further into her back-hole, scraping the 
side with his nail in cruel passion. She began to move her ass like a 
frightened animal, trying to escape but getting more pinned down as she 
struggled. Jenny could think of nothing but the pain as his fingers delved 
and scraped at the anal lining and the flesh seemed to be tearing away from 
the rest of her body. 

She was sobbing now. But, it only seemed to encourage Uncle Harry. He looked 
down at her writhing body and his cock jerked against the inside of her 
thighs, throbbing lustily once more. 

Suddenly, he removed his fingers from her behind and held his cock in his 
hand, stroking it gently, feeling as though he might come at any moment. 
Gently, he pulled the foreskin back revealing the bright red head. 

He tightened the grip on her waist, forcing her buttocks back against his 
thickened, demanding cock. It rode starkly against the intimate crease of 
her ass and ground against her for several minutes, and his fingers finally 
directed his shaft at the small hole which he had already stretched with his 
fingers. 

The knob of his cock prodded the hole, testing the tightness. He grit his 
teeth and held her waist as he pushed her down into the bed. 

Harry jerked into her with long, hip-thrusting stabs which made him bite his 
lips at the sensation. He could feel her anus clasping the tip of his prick 
now, pressing against it and he could feel her legs flailing out on either 
side trying to avoid his entry. 

A long moan of pain burst from her lips and her body thrashed wildly under 
his, completely helpless. She gnashed her teeth in pain as he pressed deeper 
down the back passage until half of the length of his cock was inside of 
her. She bucked her bottom up at him, trying to throw him off, but as she 
moved at him he rammed it further into her until the complete shaft of the 
cock was buried deeply inside her. 

When Harry rammed in, his foreskin was pulled painfully back in a sharp 
blaze of stabbing pain, and as he withdrew to the tip, her asshole seemed to 
drag at his powerful cock as if hating to let it retreat. Her buttocks were 
thrust up at him and she could feel the heat of his body against her thighs 
as her body was joined to his through her asshole. 

Harry rammed in and out of her, working at her without thought of the pain 
that she was suffering. It seemed as if his massive prick was right up to 
her belly, tearing her insides to pieces, as if suddenly he would tear some 
part of her and in a flare of pain, kill her. 

He jammed that prick into her softening, moistened cavity. He wished that he 
could go on forever and ever, but he could feel the pressure building up in 
his prick and he knew that he would come soon, come in her ass. 

Jenny groaned and writhed beneath the wild abandon of his thrusts, knowing 
that her struggles only made it worse. She began to squirm her ass 
attempting to ease the pain. 

"That's it, baby. Twist your ass. That feels so good," he cried. "Tighten 
it." 

She did as he asked, for she wanted the act to be over. She began to clasp 
and unclasp the tight elastic ring of her anus around the hardness of his 
pistoning cock in rhythm to his thrusts between the soft cheeks of her 
buttocks. 

Soon, she began to burst. The pain, the helplessness of her position, the 
obscene fucking he had given her were too much. Her body and mind went with 
it. "Oh, give it to me," she cried. Jenny lurched forward and back against 
him. She screwed the soft ass cheeks hard back against his driving pelvis. 

A fire sparked in her belly erupting like an explosion, driving all thoughts 
of rape, shame and the fact that the crude, sweating male fucking into her 
from behind was her Uncle Harry. Her own movements to end it had betrayed 
her and her body was no longer hers. She had no control over anything now. 
She began to whimper and her teeth were tightly clenched together. 

"Uncle Harry knows what's good for you, baby. You like my cock, don't you?" 

"Oh, yes. Just fuck my ass, Uncle Harry." She couldn't get enough of him 
now. She wanted more and more. 

"What do you want, baby? Tell me." 

"I want your cock. I want your cock," she cried. 

"Where do you want it, baby? Uncle Harry wants to know." 

"I want your cock in my ass. I want you to fuck my ass. Give it to me 
harder. Yes harder." 

Harry's cock began to quiver. His loins were feverish, his whole body 
swelling with a sense of triumph. He hammered harder and harder into her ass 
and he could feel his cock growing on the verge of ejaculation. There was no 
holding either of them back now. "Oh, I'm coming," she cried, beneath his 
pounding body, the juices of her passion rising like a flood deep into the 
well of her belly. 

"Oh, I'm coming," he cried, "I'm coming in your asshole." 

Jenny bucked and writhed beneath her uncle like a wounded wild animal in the 
last throes of death, feeling a sudden jerking of his throbbing cock deep up 
inside her belly as he pumped his hot cock juice far into the recesses of 
her asshole. At the same time, spurred by the flooding release of his 
passion ripping through her body, she could feel the fire of exploding lust 
erupting deep down in the secret corners of her own loins. Her body shook, 
her nerves quivered and with a wild scream of release, she burst madly. 

Their bodies quivered in frenzy and then Uncle Harry collapsed over the limp 
aching curves of her back. Jenny lay still. Nothing would ever be the same 
again. 

He rolled limply from her body without saying a word and Jenny could hear 
him putting on his pajamas. She just lay as he left her, flat on her 
stomach, with her legs still spread wide apart on the mattress. 

"You were a good fuck, my little niece. 

We'll have to do it again soon," he said chuckling. He left and she went to 
sleep. 

It was a good thing that she was going to be teaching at the Medina School. 
Jenny didn't think she could ever look at Andy again. He thought she was a 
virgin. Now she wasn't. They fought and fought up at Uncle Harry's and Aunt 
Dotty's and Jenny told him to leave. 

A week later she arrived at the Medina School ready to play school marm. 

Mitch Medina, headmaster of the Medina School, had to say good-bye to the 
chick he was living with. It was time to go up to Vermont to meet his 
teaching staff. Well, he'd give her the fuck and suck job of her life so 
that she'd never forget him. Her name was Allison and Mitch could honestly 
say that he had made a woman out of her. Before he taught her how to screw 
she was a pathetic little girl. 

Allison knew it was their last fuck together. She sensed that it was time 
for him to go off to Vermont. She wished that she could teach school and go 
up to Vermont with him, but she didn't have a college degree. 

In bed, his kisses moved down her stomach, the tongue sliding into her 
navel, down, until his full, silken lips were kissing her lower stomach, 
lower and lower until his hot breath rippled through the hair on her sex and 
tickled the lips of her pussy. His tongue bathed her feverish thighs, down 
one and up the other. Her hands entwined in his hair as slowly he pulled her 
panties down, making her moan low and begin to undulate her hips. Slowly he 
drew her panties off her long, creamy legs and licked up her thigh. Then his 
lips kissed all through the hair between her legs and then down until his 
hot breath and tongue licked the length of her cunt. The hot moist weapon 
covered all her flesh and she spread wide for him. Then his tongue entered 
her hole, tasting its juices and causing her to gyrate more. She gasped for 
breath as his tongue licked her luscious pussy. 

His hungry tongue probed into her like a sex organ, softly piercing and 
thrilling, and found her swollen clitty and worked on it, bringing tears of 
pleasure as she quaked. He licked her juicy box until the pleasure kept 
building and his silken full lips slid hotly against her cunt. Her legs 
moved up to his shoulders and she gasped as he sucked her cunt. She felt as 
if she were about to explode, his tongue turned her on so. 

Mitch moved close to her and put his lips to hers. Gently, Allison eased him 
on his back and licked his lips and kissed his strong, thick neck, the 
muscles of his arms and the fine hair beneath them, loving the way he 
smelled. His body was like hot elastic as she kissed down it, until her lips 
touched the soft, clean fabric of his shorts and beneath it she could feel 
his round pulsing head. Her lips pressed against it and she breathed hot air 
on his tender skin as she kissed its length, down until her lips traced the 
curves of his balls. 

Her fingers delicately slid under the elastic of his shorts and eased them 
down, slowly, until the pulsing pink head of his cock was visible. She 
licked the warm, tender skin, feeling him move beneath her. She eased the 
shorts down and bared his big cock. Her moist, tickling tongue licked the 
shaft along the throbbing large vein and when she could no longer wait she 
closed her mouth around the swollen head, sucking it and easing her mouth 
down further, until all his big cock slid into her mouth. 

"I want to fuck you, baby," cried Mitch. "Stick that big mother in your 
cunt." 

She stopped eating him and maneuvered the cock into her big gaping hole and 
he began to fuck her cunt, thrusting in and out of her, deeper and deeper. 
Allison bucked and undulated her hips beneath him, wanting to get the most 
of the fuck. 

His body soon began to stiffen and Allison could feel his come shooting out 
into her cunt. She contracted her muscles over the organ so that she could 
sap him of all his juices. She wanted to have as much as she could. After 
all, it was their last fuck. 

The following morning, Mitch was all set to leave Allison. He arranged to 
meet his sister, Gayle, the headmistress of the Medina School. They were 
driving up together. 

Gayle had her own farewell performance with her female lover of the past 
week. Gayle wasn't really that upset about leaving the woman. She liked 
variety. That was what was so enticing about the Medina School, filled with 
young nubile girls and sex-starved teachers. 

Gayle knew that she and Mitch were going to have a great time. She wondered 
which teachers would succumb to Mitch and which ones would succumb to her. 
Her juices churned just thinking about it. Gayle felt her cunt spitting its 
come just thinking about having all the girls she wanted at her disposal. 
She looked down at Mitch driving the car. He must have been thinking the 
same thing for she could see a bulge in his trousers. The future never 
seemed brighter. Or longer. Or hotter. 


THE END
