The Nympho Stepmother
by Melissa Howard
(RG-425)


CHAPTER ONE 

It was at the Ritz in Lisbon. Many people felt that this was the most 
beautiful hotel in the world and few people argued with that point. 

The tall white arches of the building and the long marble hallways were 
unsurpassed anywhere in Europe. 

And the location of the hotel, high up on a cliff that overlooked the ocean, 
was absolutely ideal. 

Of course, the other thing that made this an ideal vacation spot was the 
fact that Portugal had been experiencing some hard times financially and 
therefore it was a cheap place to go. 

The people in that nation were happy about all of the dollars, francs, 
lires, pounds and marks that they could get into their land.. 

This was where Richmond Newberry had gone for his vacation. He needed to get 
away from his little town in Ohio and from his business concerns and from 
his three children. 

Now that his oldest son was already eighteen and registered in the local 
college, Richmond felt confident that he could leave his three sons alone in 
the house. 

Besides, he had always done so much travelling on business, at times being 
away from home for months out of the year, that his children did not even 
miss him. 

Frankly, Richmond was a bit of a tyrant and his sons were happier when' he 
wasn't around. 

Richmond was still only forty and he was a fine figure ; of a man. He had 
married young and already had his fortune from his father. But the money 
apparently went to the head of his young wife and she had run off after only 
six years of marriage. 

The man would have happily given his wife child custody, but he never even 
knew where she was. Every so often he would get a post card from her which 
was always from some dreadful little corner of the-globe. 

It wasn't hard for his three sons to figure out that they were not really 
wanted anywhere and by anyone, which was why they would have preferred just 
being left alone. 

Their father's benign neglect was about the best that he could offer them. 

When Richmond had decided that his business was doing well enough so that he 
could afford to take off and go on a vacation, his sons were happy to get 
rid of him. 

Perhaps they also read what was in the back of Richmond's mind. He wanted to 
get a wife! 

Sex was never any problem for the man. He travelled to all sorts of cities 
and would usually arrange for the services of some sort of hooker, but that 
did not lead to any kind of permanent thing. 

Besides, what he really wanted was to have a wife who could look after the 
house and his three sons while he was away on his long trips. 

He could have married any girl at all in Little Hill, Ohio. He was the 
richest man in the town and 'he and his sons were all considered very good 
catches. 

But there was definitely something lacking about the women in Little Hill. 
None of them had any style or any class. After having travelled around to 
all of the big cities in the nation, Richmond was not ready to saddle 
himself with some boring girl whose only interest in life was how to collect 
enough supermarket stamps to get a blender! 

And that was why he had chosen the Ritz in Portugal. He never got a chance 
to travel to Europe on business and so this would be a nice change of pace 
for him. 

Although the entire hotel on that particular week seemed to be populated 
with Americans. But then again, that was just what he wanted. 

Where else would he find the right sort of American, than in the best hotel 
in Europe? 

So, the first day down at the pool when he noticed a girl with enormous blue 
eyes behind her sunglasses and with a mass of long and straight blonde hair, 
he sauntered over and took the beach chair Tight next to her. 

He kept on staring at her and he kept on sucking in his stomach and trying 
to puff out his powerful and well-defined chest. 

Finally he turned to her and, not knowing what language to speak to her, he 
said, "Pardone!" in one of the worst French accents of all time. 

The girl just turned and grinned one of the broadest and most winning grins 
he had ever seen. 

"Je m'apelle Richmond!" he said slowly. 

Her wide lips opened as she said, "Well, hi!" and extended the final vowel 
sound so that it seemed to go on forever. "I'm Lorelei!" 

Lorelei was enchanting, just like her name. She was a lovely girl from 
Arkansas and although Richmond was never quite sure where she got the money 
to be travelling around Europe in fine fashion, her charm was enough to stop 
any questions that he might have had. 

After they had spent the afternoon swimming and sunning themselves, Lorelei 
said, "I must go to my cabana to change. Have you a cabana, Mr. Newberry?" 

He nodded dumbly and rose as she rose. Then she began to walk and he thought 
that his swimsuit would bust wide open from the pressure of his hardening 
cock as he looked at her wriggling and wiggling ass. 

She looked over her shoulder and winked and then she turned around with a 
curious toss of her head that told him that he should follow her. 

Richmond grabbed up a towel to hold in front of his crotch so that no one 
would notice the erection that was stuffed into the front of his suit. Then 
he followed hurriedly. 

As Lorelei stepped up to one of the roomy red and white canvas cabanas that 
lined the back of the beach, she turned once more and looked over her 
shoulder again. She winked again and then she stepped into the cabana. 

Richmond was standing right outside of the cabana and staring at it for a 
long time and then he realized that she had left the door open just a crack. 

He rushed up the pathway and pressed his hand against the door and then he 
slid into the cabana. 

Lorelei was not surprised to see him. She turned and gave him another of her 
broad grins. Then she reached around and unzipped the back of her clinging 
swimsuit. 

Richmond watched as the woman's tan flesh was revealed and then she pulled 
the zipper all the way down and he could see the sharply contrasting white 
flesh of her well-rounded ass cheeks. 

Then she turned around and the bathing suit pulled away from her breasts so 
that he could see the pink tits that stood out so firmly against the smooth 
flesh. 

Peeling the swimsuit down from her body, she had to struggle to get it over 
her well-shaped hips and then her patch of delicate blonde pussy hairs was 
revealed. 

Lorelei put her arms up and shook back and forth so that the wet swimsuit 
would work its way down her legs. 

Then when she stepped out of it, she was able to spread her legs and rub her 
cunt lips with her fingers. 

Richmond had dropped the towel so the woman could easily see that the front 
of his trunks were filled up with a hard erection. 

When she stepped forward and looked up at him, he looked down at her and his 
lips moved to hers. Then he pressed his lips against her lips and the two 
sets of closed lips rubbed dryly back and forth. 

Then his lips began to open and soon his tongue was jutting out and he was 
flicking his tongue back and forth across her lips. 

Her lips soon yielded and she opened her mouth to permit his tongue to 
enter. Soon she was sucking his tongue between her lips and even rubbing her 
teeth back and forth along the invading tongue. 

Then their tongues met and they were soon wrestling over and over, with one 
tongue climbing and sliding on top of the other. 

And when her tongue thrust forward into his mouth, he began to suck on her 
sweet little mouth morsel just as she had sucked on his. 

His hands had already been exploring the luscious body that was next to his. 
His fingers played with her nipples and then he moved one hand slowly down 
the curve of her body until it came to the patch of her cunt hairs that so 
delicately fringed her pussy. 

Meanwhile, her long and well-manicured fingers were running through the 
thickness of the man's chest hair. She pulled on the hairs and then ran the 
tips of her nails over the man's nipples. 

He sighed in reaction and she was pleased that she had given him that much 
enjoyment. 

Then her hands wandered slowly down so that the long fingernails were 
running back and forth along the waistband of the man's clinging swimtrunks. 

Her fingertips entered the top of the trunks and then she began to slide 
them down his hips. He had slim hips and a very powerful ass so it was easy 
enough for her to tug them down his legs. 

Except that there was such a big lump in the front of the trunks that she 
could hardly budge it. It was only when she managed to get the trunks down 
over the lump that the cock jumped out to freedom. 

It stretched more than nine inches from the front of the man's body and the 
girl reached down to feel it with her fingertips. 

He was used to feeling a hand wrapped around his thick meat and so the 
delicate feeling of the fingertips of this woman lightly running along the 
cock shaft was thrilling. 

His wet trunks were slipping to the floor as he stood there. 

Then the two bodies pressed so tightly to one another that he could feel his 
cock being crushed against her delicately smooth flesh. 

There was a little juice that was dribbling out of his cock head and when he 
rubbed his cock back and forth along her belly, she could feel the pre-cum 
dribbling out against her flesh. 

As he continued to rub his cock back and forth against her soft skin, she 
could feel the pre-cum being rubbed into her flesh as a lubrication for the 
rubbing. 

There were some cushions in the corner and Lorelei knew the layout of this 
cabana very well. She backed up toward the cushions and she knew that the 
man would follow her. 

When she fell backwards onto the cushions, he fell right on top of her. 

Once they were both horizontal, it was easier for them to go wild. 

He was bouncing and riding on top of her and she was rolling around with all 
of her might. At one point she actually maneuvered him so that she was on 
top of him. 

His cock was rubbing between her belly and his and she enjoyed it immensely. 

She reached down and stroked the enormous prong and she knew that she would 
like to feel it inside of her pussy. 

But it was not necessary for the girl to guide the man's touch. He reached 
down and the side of his index finger rubbed up against the girl's cunt 
lips. When he felt the fact that there was already moisture on the pussy 
lips, he knew that she was quite ready and he knew that he wanted to do it 
to her soon or else there was a chance he would spill the load right onto 
her soft hands. 

He placed his cock head against the inside of her thigh and then he moved 
his knee in such a way that it made the woman spread her legs wider. 

Soon both of his knees were in between her knees and he was spreading her 
legs so wide that she just naturally lifted her legs up so that they bent at 
the hips. 

Now his fingers reached through her fleshy thighs and his cock head rubbed 
up against her cunt lips, even though he had to push through her moist 
thighs. 

That made the fucking position even more exciting because he not only had 
the wonderfully tight feeling of her pussy against his cock head, but he 
also had the wonderfully soft and voluptuous sensation of her meaty thighs 
pressing around the base of his cock. 

Lorelei did not mind the position at all. She had her legs up and her ankles 
were over the man's shoulders. 

With just the head of his cock pressing against the lips of her pussy, he 
still had another eight inches to go to get his meat all the way inside of 
her. 

But she was in a position that left her nice and open to his attack. 

He arched his hips up and he tensed the muscles in his hips so that he could 
push them forward into the girl's body and slam against her. 

Even though her pussy was not loose in any way, he could feel the entire 
length of his nine incher slamming all the way up into the girl's cunt. 

The soft moisture of her pussy flesh was responding to the invasion of his 
hard cock and the walls parted as his meat rammed all the way into her body. 

After the electrifying thrill of the cock sliding into her, the next 
sensation that the girl was aware of was that the man's balls slapped 
against the well-rounded and smooth curve of her ass cheeks. 

Richmond had to pause for a moment once he had entered her. He felt an 
excitement rushing through him as if he were going to shoot his load in a 
moment. 

When he looked down at the wide blue eyes and the button nose that looked so 
lovely beneath him, he had to press forward and kiss the girl. 

What he was doing was pressing forward because he had to squash down the 
girl's fleshy legs in order to get to her lips. 

His massive and hairy chest was rubbing against the delicate back of her 
legs as he pushed forward with his body ,and craned his neck so that his 
lips could meet hers. 

And then the man pulled his lips away from the girl's lips and he turned his 
attention back to the action that was going on at his crotch. 

His powerful hips began to move back and forth with lightning speed as he 
fucked in and out of the girl's tight hole. Her juicy cunt was moist and 
responsive to each of the movements t of his cock. 

Richmond could not remember such a responsive pussy and he meant that in 
quite a literal way. He had never had a pussy that moved each time that his 
cock moved. 

The walls of flesh inside of her cunt were wriggling and writhing excitedly. 
When his widely flared cock head would rub past one spot in the cunt, the 
moist pink flesh on that spot would react by pressing down against the cock 
head. 

And then when he would push all the way into her pussy, he could feel his 
thick cock head coming to a blunt stop as it pushed against the very back of 
her pussy. 

He could also feel his balls rubbing against the smoothness of her ass 
cheeks. 

And he could feel his thick bush of black pubic hairs rubbing against the 
girl's wispy patch of blonde pussy hairs. 

There were so many things going on all at one time. 

And while they were both enjoying the tight intermingled contact of their 
genitals, he was also nipping and feeling at her tits and she was grabbing 
at his arms. 

Her fingernails were just running up and down along the powerful flesh of 
his massive upper arm. She was getting a special thrill merely paying 
attention to that one very specific part of his anatomy. 

And he was getting a thrill from being near all of the girl's fabulous 
anatomy! 

Her skin was pulled so tautly around the well-fleshed body that there was 
nothing he could even grab on to except for her tits! 

And then he felt his cock moving in and out of the pussy even faster than he 
had been doing it. It wasn't even as though he were doing it on his own. He 
was actually fucking in and out of her pussy as though there was some sort 
of suction that was making his cock move as quickly as it was. 

He was breathing frantically and then he actually bit into the girl's 
shoulder. His teeth were grinding down as he slowed down his fucking cock. 

But now the ramming strokes of his cock were only slower because they were 
much harder. Each time that he shoved forward it was as though he were 
pushing through a sponge. 

The flesh on her cunt walls had expanded out so that it filled up the tight 
hole of her pussy. 

When his cock slammed through her hot love tunnel, she could feel the way 
that the flared cock head was parting her own excited flesh. 

And then her ankles clasped together around his neck as if she were trying 
to strangle him with her feet. 

She was out of control because her pussy had taken on a life of its own. 

The two of them shared a wild orgasm. His cock seemed to be doing battle 
with her pussy. 

His dick was ramming all around as though he were trying to bash his way 
into her cunt and then into her entire body. And the moist and slippery 
walls of her vagina were wriggling around as though they were trying to get 
a grasp of the thick cock! 

It was a glorious battle because they were both winners! The pleasure that 
they each got out of it was the prize that made it all worthwhile! 

And then when three minutes had passed and the man was still lying on top of 
the girl and his cock, shrunken just a-little bit-was ... still stuffed all 
the way inside of her body, he smiled down at her shyly and said "I guess I 
better take this out!" 

Her long fingers pressed into the firm flesh of the man's legs and then her 
sharp fingernails dug into his hard ass. 

He knew what she wanted. She wanted him to stay inside of her pussy. 
Richmond was a little amazed. Most of the women he would fuck were happy to 
have him just pull his cock out at the end of the fuck. 

But he wasn't yet aware of what Lorelei was like. He wasn't yet aware of the 
fact that the woman had a problem. It was a problem that was often hard for 
her to deal with. 

If she had told him about her problem at that moment, he would have laughed 
and he would have been delighted because it was the sort of thing that every 
man wants to have a chance to deal with. 

Lorelei was a nymphomaniac. She was never really sexually satisfied! 

When she was a little girl and she had first learned to frig her pussy, she 
had the troubled times when she would frig herself constantly all day long. 
She would spend all her time behind the doors of her bedroom, playing with 
herself and feeling the juices flowing in her ciint. 

Even when her young pussy was finally raw, she would still continue to go on 
with the hot fingerfucking. 

And then when she finally learned about boys and fucking, she was anxious to 
go right ahead and do all that she could. 

Of course, a young girl in high school who would do that sort of thing would 
get a reputation very quickly. 

All of the boys knew that they could fuck Lorelei. They didn't even have to 
take her out for a burger or to a movie. Sometimes she would fuck with a boy 
in the janitor's broom closet at school and one time she had let the janitor 
fuck her in that closet as well. 

But things got difficult for her in Little Rock where she had been born on 
the wrong side of the tracks. 

It wasn't until she left for New York that Lorelei really learned to lead a 
fun life. In New York, there was no one who cared if Lorelei fucked every 
guy she saw. There was no one who told her not to if she indulged in all 
sorts of orgies. 

As a career, she worked as a showgirl. She was in the chorus of a few 
musicals and, although she was not technically a hooker, there were often 
times when gentlemen would be kind and generous to her. 

Fate took her straight to Murray Hill and she suddenly had a charge account 
that amounted to quite a large amount but somehow she never got the bill! 
Actually it was not so much fate as it was a man by the name of Esmond who 
took her to Murray Hill and he was the one who had gotten the bill for her 
charge accounts as well. 

Lorelei had managed to lead a high life for quite some time and yet she was 
still only twenty-four and looked much younger. 

Now that she was on the floor of the cabana and she had Richmond's cock 
still sticking into her cunt, she was delighted. After all, this was her 
favorite position. That is to say, any position in which she was getting 
fucked was her favorite position. 

But she whispered, "My legs are getting tired!" Actually with her legs up 
over his shoulders as they were, the blood was all rushing down from her 
legs and her feet were getting numb. 

When the man began to pull back from her hot hole, she pressed against him 
and said, "No! Don't!" 

Then the woman began to press and squeeze her pussy lips. It was amazing the 
skill and expertise that the woman had in her cunt. 

Richmond was absolutely astonished. It felt as if his cock were being 
massaged by a thousand skilled fingers, when actually it was only the flesh 
inside of the girl's hot pussy that was wriggling and pressing along the 
length of the cock shaft. 

He knew that his cock was fully hard once more and he automatically began a 
slight fucking motion in and out of the cunt. 

The man was only pulling his cock out about an inch and shoving it back in 
about an inch each time that he did it. 

But as he continued to fuck in and out of her cunt, the girl began to turn 
around. 

That is to say, she moved slowly at first, but her right leg went over the 
man's head so that soon both of her legs were over his left shoulder. 

Then, as he continued to fuck in and out of her pussy, the girl kept turning 
around and around so that she was at a right angle to the man. And then she 
was soon facing the opposite direction. 

Richmond doubted that he could have reproduced the way that the girl had 
managed to turn herself. The only thing that he knew for sure was that when 
she was through she was down with her hands and knees on the floor and the 
man was behind her. 

His cock was still all the way up her pussy and the only difference was that 
now the top of his cock was facing the back of her cunt whereas the first 
time through the top of his cock had been facing the front of her cunt. 

He began to slide back out of the girl's hole and then he slammed all nine 
inches in with even more power. 

Suddenly her cunt felt so familiar to him. It wasn't that her pussy felt 
loose in any way. It was still clinging around the head of his cock as he 
slammed into her. 

But he was so comfortable fucking her. She was so hot and her pussy juice 
was oozing out in such great quantity that he couldn't believe it. 

And then he kept right on fucking her for another thirty-six minutes! 

Was Lorelei in love with him? How would a nymphomaniac feel about a man who 
could give her so much of what she needed? She was mad about him and she 
didn't want to lose him. 

At that time she didn't even know that he was in Lisbon to find a wife and 
she didn't even know that he was wonderfully rich and very prominent in his 
town. 

The only thing that mattered to her was that this man had a big and a 
skilled cock and that he was anxious to use it as often as she was anxious 
to receive it. 

After the two fucks in the cabana he took her to the bar for a drink. After 
one drink he asked the girl what she wanted to do and he told her that he 
would do anything that she wanted. 

She leaned over and said, "I want to fuck!" 

They went up to his hotel room and fucked, ordered dinner, fucked, got a 
bottle of champagne, fucked and ordered breakfast. 

When they left the room five days later it was to get married. 

Richmond had warned the girl that he had three children back at home in Ohio 
that his first wife had left with him. But she told him that she simply 
adored children. 

Can you'see the dilemma coming? 

The man was pleased that he would have someone to stay with his three 
growing sons when he went away on his frequent trips and the woman, not yet 
aware of her new husband's travels, was happy to have a man who could stuff 
her cunt almost as often as it needed to be stuffed. 

Back in Little Hill, Ohio, the boys received the cable from their father in 
Lisbon. 

"Oh shit!" said Skip, the sixteen-year-old, "It was bad enough having to 
deal with dad! Now we're gonna have this woman to contend with!" 

"Don't judge this too quickly!" said Howie, the eighteen-year-old, sensible 
son. "Maybe that's what dad needs! Maybe this way he'll get fucked regularly 
and he won't be such a creep about everything!" 

"Amen!" added Bud, the fourteen-year-old who was the quietest of the boys. 

Everything had been peaceful around the house with their father gone for two 
weeks. The boys had been free to do as they pleased and there was only 
really one goal that they ever had. 

All three of these boys wanted to get laid! 

Even though Howie was very responsible and dependable and he took things 
very seriously when he was put in charge of his younger brothers, he did not 
do anything to keep them from their ultimate goal. 

But they all knew what the arrival of Lorelei would mean! She would keep 
them from having that privacy when their father went out of town. They would 
have an adult to supervise them even when their father was gone. 

Howie was suppressing his feelings, but he was the most bitter of all. He 
had a lot against his father and most of his animosity was very justified. 

He had been a bright student and could have gone off to any college he might 
have chosen, but his father insisted that he attend the local college 
because he wanted to have the boy at home for the times when he went out of 
town. 

And so the boy felt that he was suffering because his father was too cheap 
to hire a housekeeper or someone to supervise his two younger brothers. 

Now that his father was bringing home this new wife, he would not even have 
the luxury of the freedom that he had always enjoyed in being the head of 
the house while his father was on business trips. 

Lorelei did not have a very-friendly welcoming committee when she arrived 
with Richmond in Little Hill. 

Skip turned to his brother as they watched the little plane land in the 
local airport. It was a flight that went out once a day from Dayton, Ohio, 
and Richmond had had to get a flight from New York to Dayton, after having 
flown from Lisbon to New York. 

There was a troubled look on Skip's face as he watched the plane land and 
then asked his older brother, "With her around the house how am I ever gonna 
get a chance to get a, girl to fuck?" 

 CHAPTER TWO 

"You didn't tell me that your children were so grown up!" the beautiful 
blonde girl shouted in the airport. 

That remark did not sit too well with the boys. They greeted the girl in a 
cold and unfriendly manner. 

Richmond had to remark, "Kiss your new mother!" And it was actually a 
command when he said it. 

Already the problem was beginning. It was not the problem of the boys 
resenting the intrusion of this new person. It was the problem of sexual 
hunger! 

As Lorelei put her arm around the smooth flesh of Skip's neck and she 
pressed her hot lips next to his peach-fuzz cheek, she could feel the 
quivering lips of her pussy. 

She knew that the nearness of the handsome boys was making her burn up with 
hot and very passionate desire. 

And. even though Skip was trying to maintain a scowl at his new stepmother, 
he could feel his young cock growing in his pants as the beautiful blonde 
kissed him tenderly on the cheek. 

The three boys maintained a wall of silence as they all drove back to the 
house that was on the outskirts of town. Richmond went around the long way 
just so that he could show the girl the Newberry Plastics building. It was 
the center of town and it was the one industry upon which the entire town 
depended. 

It had never before occurred to Lorelei that she was now the leading lady of 
the town of Little Hill. Ohio and that she would have to act accordingly. 

But how could she act accordingly when she felt such a fire burning in her 
pussy. 

She knew that there was only one cure for her and that was to get a big cock 
up her cunt. 

Looking over at her new husband, she sighed softly when she thought of what 
was inside of his pants. And then she looked over into the back seat. There 
were her three sons and she was anxious to know what they had in their 
pants! 

When they arrived at the house and it was ten times the size that Lorelei 
had expected, she was thrilled. But there was something that was much more 
important to her. 

The boys helped to carry the bags upstairs because Richmond had never 
believed in too many servants. He thought that it was unnatural, although 
for Lorelei's sake he would continue to have a housekeeper come in four days 
a week. 

When Lorelei and Richmond were alone together in the bedroom, she kissed him 
and he kissed her back. Then she pressed her body against his and rubbed 
back and forth. 

Reaching down to his crotch, she unzipped his fly and began to feel around 
inside, hoping for the hardness that she loved so well. 

But Richmond quickly pulled away and zipped up his pants. 

"What's the matter with you?" he asked her. 

"What? Why?" she asked, confused. 

"How often do you want it?" he asked, accusing her. 

"Well, uh...." she began. 

"I mean, after all we did it in the toilet on the plane!" 

Lorelei was about to say, "But that was four hours ago!" but then she 
thought better of it and she just said, "But you never turned me down in 
Lisbon!" 

"That was when I was on vacation! I thought you understood that! When a man 
is on vacation he has the time and the inclination to fuck a lot. But when 
he's home, he has to worry about important matters and can't devote himself 
to his cock all the time!" 

Lorelei sat down on the bed. Or rather, she fell down on the bed. She felt 
absolutely forsaken! 

"I mean," Richmond continued, "what are you going to do when I go away on a 
business trip?" 

"You won't be gone long!" she said, anxiously. 

"Sometimes I can be gone for a month!" Richmond said. 

"You can take me with you!" 

There was a pause and then he said, "But I wanted to have a wife so that 
there could be someone here to look after the house while I was on my 
frequent business trips!" 

The girl's mouth fell open. For all of his wealth and power she felt as if 
he had only married her to get a free housekeeper, babysitter and hooker all 
rolled into one. 

Then he added the final statement that managed to get the girl absolutely 
quiet. "It isn't normal for a girl to want sex all that much!" 

She couldn't argue against him. She knew that she did want to have sex all 
that much and she knew that she had spent her entire life hearing about what 
was and was not normal. 

One of the things that she had heard a million times was that it was not 
normal for a girl to want to have sex too much. That was always her cue to 
say that she really did not want to have sex that much! 

After all, she wanted to be normal. Just as in high school, she had wanted 
to be a nice girl. 

She got up and pretended that the entire conversation had never even taken 
place. "It was such a long trip, I'd like to take a bath!" she said as 
Richmond directed her to the bathroom. 

The house really was lovely. There was nothing opulent about it. Even though 
these people were not in touch with the tasteful decorators of the big 
cities, they had managed to be tasteful in their own way. 

Actually it was Richmond's first wife who had gotten this house and 
had.fixed it up as it was. Nothing was gaudy and yet one could tell that the 
furniture and the art was of great value. 

When Lorelei went into the bathroom and found that it was completely tiled 
all over and that it had a golden sunken tub that matched the gold and brown 
design of the tiles, she was thrilled. She knew that she had married a 
wealthy man, but she was just beginning to understand how wealthy he was. 

But when the girl locked the door and pulled off all of her clothes and then 
climbed into the bathtub, she knew that there was just one thing that she 
had in mind. 

Her cunt was on fire from the wild feelings that had been running through 
her ever since she had met her three new sons. 

Now she reached down to her pussy lips and she parted them and she inserted 
her index finger. 

As soon as her finger was up in between the cunt lips, the two hot and moist 
lips snapped back together around the finger and then she started to frig 
herself. 

There were electric thrills running up through her flesh each time that she 
pulled her finger back. 

Then when she pushed her finger into her cunt, she searched for her clit and 
then she rubbed the tip of her finger back and forth across the hot clit. 

Lying back in the tub, she shut her eyes and she pictured the three 
strapping boys she had just met that day. She did not know which of them was 
the most handsome, but she imagined them one by one without their clothes. 

Then she stopped her frigging and she wondered. Would there ever be a chance 
for her to see these boys without their clothes? Would there ever be a 
chance for her to touch these boys? 

She tried to stop these thoughts. After all, she was to be the mother to 
these boys! How could she, in good conscience, try to fool around with them. 

But then, she thought, what did she really owe to Richmond Newberry? He had 
married her only so that he would have someone to look after his little 
brood! Well, she figured that she should look after the brood and really do 
it her way! 

Her new husband expected her to do without sex when he went out of town, but 
she had never gone without a fucking for a month since the time she was 
fifteen and she had first lost her cherry. She was not going to go without a 
hard cock for a month, no matter what her husband thought! 

There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Why did you lock the door, honey?" 
Richmond called out. 

Lorelei still had her fingers down at her cunt lips. "Oh! I guess I just 
forget! I guess I'm just used to living alone!" she called out from the tub. 

"Well, can't you open the door?" 

"I'm in the tub already, dear!" she said with a cutting edge to her voice, 
adding, "Use another bathroom! You have enough of them!" 

She heard him leaving the door and then she turned her attention back to 
frigging her pussy. Now she was starting to imagine what it would be like 
for her to fuck with her three new sons! 

Her new husband was not worth the effort! She would not even try to be good 
to him! Not only was he unsympathetic about her sexual needs, he wouldn't 
even give her enough peace to frig herself! 

The woman would just have to see what would happen in the future! Her life 
in this house would go along. But she would not ignore the fact that fate 
had tossed her in with three extremely handsome teenaged boys! 

Actually Lorelei had always been hot for older men. But this was not just a 
case of choosing any port in a storm. These three boys were very good 
looking and very well-built. 

They were certainly worthy of the beautiful blonde's juicy pussy. 

That night Richmond had something to get angry about. When they all came 
down to dinner, which he had instructed the boys to make in order to 
properly greet their new mother, he found that his oldest son, Howie, was 
not there. 

"How dare he show this sort of disrespect to his new mother!" Richmond 
screamed. 

"Don't be too harsh dear!" she said sweetly. "I don't want to interfere with 
the boy's social life!" 

"Fuck his social life!" Richmond snorted. "He had enough chance for a social 
life when I was out of town!" 

The two younger boys paled when they heard what their father said, and the 
older man looked at them and said, "Don't think for a minute that I don't 
know what goes on in this house when I leave here for a trip! 

"But believe me when I tell you that that is all over with for now. Now you 
will have Lorelei here to supervise you when I go away!" 

The two younger boys looked at each other and they realized that the worst 
of their fears had been realized. This was the very reason that they had 
disliked the idea of their father remarrying. They enjoyed the freedom that 
they had while he was away. Now this beautiful blonde woman would be there 
watching over them. 

But on this particular night, Howie, who was not at the dinner table with 
the rest of his family, could not bother to worry about the future and the 
effect of his stepmother's presence. 

Howie's major concern was with Linda, the most beautiful girl-in his college 
sociology class. 

He had been sitting next to Linda ever since the first day of school, but 
she had never paid any attention to him. Now that he finally had gotten up 
the nerve to ask her out on a date, he was stunned that she had accepted. 

But it was not so surprising really. Howie was a very good-looking and 
masculine man. Even though he was only eighteen, there was something very 
manly about him. 

In many ways the boy took after his father. Howie was quite hairy for his 
age and he had broad shoulders and a wide, defined chest. His jaw was 
squarish and his face was wide and framed with short cropped black hair. 

Linda was very appealing. She had shoulder length brown hair .that actually 
was as soft as it looked. And she had broad and bright eyes that were 
usually green, but took on other colors depending on the light. 

Her lips always looked moist and the boy just wanted a chance to kiss her! 

No! That's a lie. Actually the boy wanted a great deal more than a chance to 
kiss the girl! He really wanted to ram it to her and fuck the hell out of 
her. 

The point was, aside from her lovely face, Linda also had a very shapely 
body. Her rounded breasts and her rounded hips and as,s were firm without 
the least bit of fat on them. 

And her skin was as smooth and soft as satin. 

After they had gone to dinner and a movie, Howie drove up into the park. He 
looked over to Linda to see if she had any reaction to this little detour 
and he saw that she was casually looking over at him and then looking out 
the window. 

His cock was surging up in his pants as he realized that the girl was not 
protesting what he was doing, even though everyone in town knew that driving 
up into the park meant that you were going to have a make-out session. 

When he parked on the summit that overlooked the town, Linda turned 
invitingly in her seat and she leaned back. The boy knew that this, was an 
offer to him. 

He leaned forward and kissed her and then he squirmed around so that the 
front of his body would be pressing against the front of the girl's body! 

Linda panted hotly as she felt the boy's massive chest pressing against her 
soft and rounded breasts. 

Then, as Howie repositioned himself so that he was completely on top of her, 
she could feel his hard-on pressing through the heavy fabric of his pants 
and rubbing against her hot cunt. 

He pressed down and squeezed his body against hers. And then she arched up 
in response. 

In all that time that they had been in their sociology class, Howie had 
never realized that this girl was so hot. She had always seemed to ignore 
him, but now she was bucking up and down on the seat of the car, anxious to 
feel his hard cock. 

Howie had never managed to feel up a girl so quickly. Usually he had to work 
his way down her body and have a little fight before she would even let him 
feel her bare tits. But this time his hands were moving down to her pussy 
and she was definitely not fighting him. 

In fact, when his hands finally reached her cunt, she reached down at the 
same time and she pressed her hand against the lump of flesh that was locked 
inside of Howie's corduroy pants. 

He gasped at the contact with his hard cock. No nice girl would ever do such 
a thing on a first date! There was only one answer to this riddle in that 
case! Linda was not a nice girl! 

It was all that Howie could do to contain himself and keep himself from 
jumping for joy through the roof of the car. 

The girl had been shy with him in school, but now that they were in the car 
she was burning . up with hot sexual passion. She wanted to get fucked and 
she was making that very obvious to the boy. 

He pulled up her dress and then he reached into her panties and he could 
actually feel the heat that was emanating from her cunt. When his finger 
came close to her pussy lips, he thought that he was about to stick his 
fingers into an oven. 

Spreading her cunt lips wide apart, he rammed one finger hard inside of her 
twat. 

Yes! It was definite! Here was a girl who liked it and liked it hard and 
fast! Nice girls who were not used to getting fucked would have reacted 
badly to a finger being shoved into them so hard and fast. But, as he 
figured before, Linda was not a nice girl. 

He peeled her sheer panties down her legs and then he was able to spread her 
legs. 

She tossed one of her legs up over the seat of the car and her other leg was 
dangling down to the floor of the car. Howie's hands massaged at the gentle 
and warm flesh that was tautly pulled across the well-curved muscles of her 
thighs. 

Then he actually tugged on her pussy lips and he pulled them apart. 

Meanwhile, Linda was reaching down to the boy's crotch and she was unzipping 
his pants. Anxiously pulling down his pants and his shorts as if she could 
not wait to feel his cock, she reached down for his exposed hard-on and her 
eyes grew wide at the size and the width of it. 

She did not need to guide the boy to her pussy. Although he had just lost 
his virginity less than a year before, this boy was very experienced at 
fucking and he was an expert in every way. 

It was just one of those things that he had been born with. 

With his cock head pressing against her cunt lips and her legs spread out as 
wide as they would go, he rammed forward and pressed into the girl's body. 

She gasped and then the gasp turned into a little bit of a squeak as the 
cock spread her cunt flesh wide apart. 

Slowly more and more of his cock shoved into her cunt. When he only had 
about half of his cock inside of the girl's slit, he felt that it was too 
tight. 

He was thrilled and delighted. It wasn't simply the fact that she was a 
trampy girl who liked to fuck, but she also had a nice and tight pussy. 

When he felt the cunt was too tight for his cock, he just pulled back a 
little bit and then he rammed in a little bit more. This fucking motion 
really helped him to penetrate her cunt and do a good job of it. 

Each time that a little bit of his cock would pull out of her hole, he would 
then ram the rest of his cock into her hole, knowing that the pulling back 
had helped to relax the tight walls of the pussy. 

The flesh inside of her pussy was so tight and so warm and moist that he 
literally felt as if it were being shaped to the shape of his cock. 

It was as if he were putting his cock into a wet glove that was being molded 
to the outline of his bulging meat. The flare around his cock head and each 
vein that was standing out against the hard shaft was pressing into the 
supple flesh. 

And the reason why the flesh was so supple was that it was taking the 
impressions of the invading cock and it was being imprinted with those 
impressions. 

As he began to fuck in and out of her pussy, he could feel the constant 
changes that were happening inside of-her body. The walls of her vagina were 
wriggling and responding to his invading cock, and the flesh of her cunt was 
undulating on its own and giving his cock unexpected thrills. 

When she felt the in and out ramming of his cock, she. tossed her legs 
around his waist. Kicking off the shoe on her left foot, she was pressing 
the heel of that bare foot against the boy's rhythmic backside. 

The cheeks of his ass would press together tightly each time that he would 
fuck down into her pussy. Then they would relax when he would pull back. 

But when her bare foot was pressing against the side of his hairy ass cheek, 
she saw to it that she dug her heel against the hollow that was created each 
time that he rammed his hips forward against the girl's body. 

Since she still had the shoe on her other foot, she was not able to feel the 
boy's ass with that foot. But the boy could feel her shoe as the sharp high 
heel was digging into the muscle of his powerful ass. 

Each time that he would pull back from her pussy, he would feel the heel 
pressing against his muscle, and that would make him press down harder 
against her pussy. 

When pulling out of her twat was painful for him, she knew that she .would,. 
ge,t .a hotter fuck. 

As it was, even though she was only seventeen and she had not been getting 
fucked for a very long time, Linda was very knowledgeable about fucking. She 
knew the best ways to do it and she knew the best techniques for making it 
exciting. 

For instance, when they had started to fuck, she had spread her legs out as 
wide as she possibly could in the confined space of the car. 

But then once the boy was all the way inside of her and he was fucking her 
hot and hard, she tossed her legs around his ass and she was pushing him 
into her so that he would fuck her even harder. 

Many of the things that she knew, she had not even learned from screwing 
with guys. There were many things that she had learned because she had 
fantasized about fucking for such a long time. 

She had imagined things that she could do with guys and then when she 
Finally got old enough and she had a chance to fuck with guys, she would try 
out her fantasies. 

It was amazing how many of her fantasies had been very viable indeed! 

But there was still never enough for Linda. She always needed more and more 
and she was never satisfied. 

Even now that Howie was fucking her pussy, she was imagining what it would 
be like to press into him and to keep his cock shoved up her pussy for hours 
and hours so that he would keep on fucking her cunt. 

She wanted it! 

The hot friction that was caused as his cock was rubbing back and forth in 
her pussy was making her cunt moist with liquid. 

And that moisture was creating a whole new friction that was even more 
exciting. 

There were tingles running all over her body as she felt the cock massaging 
her insides and making her wet and juicy. 

Howie had pulled up her blouse so that he could feel her tits as he fucked 
her. His hands ran up and around both of the firm mounds of rounded flesh 
that came to sharp points at the end. 

He leaned over and he kissed one of the girl's tits as he continued to fuck 
in and out of her cunt. . 

Each time that he would pull out of her pussy, he would feel the chill of 
the air that was all around the car. His cock was so wet and drippy from the 
fluid that was in her cunt that he thought he would catch a chill each time 
that-he pulled his cock back from her pussy and exposed it to the air. 

That was yet another reason to encourage him to ram .his cock back into her 
anxious and hot cunt. It felt so warm inside of her and it was so soft and 
comfortable. 

And yet he was moving like a bullet as he rammed in and out and in and out 
of the cunt. in the back of his mind there was one little thing that was 
bothering him. Now that he found Linda, the hottest girl he had ever met in 
his life, he would not be able to bring her home and use the house the way 
he had in the past. 

In the past he was always able to count on the fact that his father would be 
away on some business trip and that he would be able to have the run of the 
house. 

But now that his father had remarried he would have to contend with his new 
stepmother. 

As he rammed in and out of Linda's cunt, he felt the heat rising inside of 
him and he was fucking her even faster than before. 

She could feel it. She knew what it meant. The boy's balls were rubbing 
lightly against her skin and she knew that they were moving up so that they 
could tighten up under his cock and press against his body. 

Howie groaned loudly as he felt his hard-on surge up to a larger size and 
then he felt his balls tighten against his body and the juices from his 
balls burst up into the length of his meat. 

His cock bead slapped Up against the inside of the girl's pussy and then he 
felt her cunt responding to the wild beating that it was getting from the 
over-heated cock. 

Her pussy walls were collapsing and undulating and writhing around the cock. 

And the cock kept on pulsating into the cunt. 

She could feel the splashes of hot liquid that were oozing into her, and she 
knew that the boy was shooting quite a big load up into her cunt. 

When he finally pulled out of her twat, there was a combination of pussy 
juice and cock cream that was dribbling out of her inflamed hole. 

"You're good!" Linda said, with a smile. 

Howie pulled out of her quickly and readjusted his pants so fast that he 
almost cut himself on the fly. He was starting the car as the girl said, 
"Hey, you're not one of those guys who gets all upset and guilty right after 
sex, are you? 

"Don't you know that the moments after the orgasm are the most beautiful 
moments! That's when you have no real passion in you and you're together as 
two tender human beings!" 

But by that time Howie had already started the car and he was driving out of 
the park. She could see that the eighteen-year-old boy was not mature enough 
to listen to her speak about the tender side of being romantic when fucking. 

As Linda looked at the strong and handsome profile of the young man, she 
wondered if he had any maturity at all. He seemed to be very much in control 
and he was very sure of himself when it came to running things. But he still 
had some ideas about life and sex that Linda could not accept. 

Linda was of a new generation and she was from San Francisco. So her ideas 
about being good or being bad were quite different from the ideas that Howie 
had learned. 

She was mature and intelligent enough to admit to the fact that she enjoyed 
sex, in fact she enjoyed it enormously! And she wanted to get fucked by a 
big and thick cock! 

But Howie was under the impression that any girl who wanted to get fucked 
was a bad girl and that bad girls were only good for fucking. 

It was really a vicious circle that the boy had to deal with. He had to deal 
with girls who did not like to get fucked because those were the nice girls 
he was supposed to be dealing with. 

But he knew that he had enjoyed the time that he had spent with Linda. And 
he had certainly enjoyed the fuck. 

It was crazy, but the thing that the boy was really upset about was that the 
fucking had come too easily to him. The girl had not made him fight for it. 

When she got out of his car at the dormitory, she said, "Call me sometime if 
you like!" 

Since Howie just nodded and then looked away from her, she added, "I won't 
hold my breath!" 

When Howie got home, his father was standing in the living room and waiting 
for him. 

"What do you mean disappearing like that on the first day that your new 
stepmother is here?" 

Howie was upset and confused about his date with Linda, so he was not ready 
to listen to this from his father. "You have a hell of a nerve coming home 
and expecting me to rearrange everything for your sake!" 

"What do you mean talking to me like that?" his father shouted. 

"You never know what I mean!" Howie said snidely. "Maybe if you ever 
listened to anyone aside from yourself you would know what they mean!" 

Before his father could even respond to him, Howie was running up the stairs 
so that he-could go to bed. 

At the top of the stairs, he bumped into Lorelei and he didn't even excuse 
himself. He just went right past her. 

She looked after the boy and then she looked down the stairs to her new 
husband. She was seeing many new sides of this man now that they were back 
at his home and she was not at all pleased with what she was observing. 

In many ways, he was not a nice man. Lorelei was very confused! 

And Howie, up in his room, dreaming already of the way that Linda's tight 
pussy had felt around his invading cock, was also confused. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

For the rest of that week the only pleasant times that Lorelei had were 
in,bed. 

The day after Richmond returned to town he found out that he would have to 
go to the west coast for three weeks and that he would have to leave in a 
week's time. 

That was good enough reason as far as the man was concerned for him to fuck 
his new wife as often and as hard as possible in the one week that was 
remaining. 

What he still failed to realize was that the extra amount of fucking that he 
was giving Lorelei was still just enough to tide her over from day to day. 
He was definitely not giving her the overabundance that he thought he was 
giving her. 

But what she was getting was good. 

There were still a few times in the middle of the day when she would shut 
herself into the bedroom, presumably for a nap, and she would frig herself. 

One time, in particular, she was gathering up the dirty clothes from the 
boys' bedrooms, since it was the day off for the cleaning woman. 

She picked up a pair of jockey shorts that had been thrown across the chair 
in Skip's room. Suddenly she got an image of the way that Skip would look in 
those shorts. 

The subtle curve of the boy's trim and tight ass and the bulge that stood 
out so prominently in his pants had all so recently been pressing against 
the white fabric of these shorts! 

Lorelei picked up the shorts and she put them to her nose. She inhaled 
deeply and she could smell the combination of piss and sweat and perhaps a 
bit of gism that had spilled on the shorts. 

She looked at them closely. Could it be? Yes! There was a little spot on the 
inside front of the shorts and it was like glue that had stuck the fabric 
together. Lorelei was certain that this was the boy's cum that he had jerked 
off into the briefs. 

The young woman rushed to her own bedroom with the underpants clutched 
tightly in her hand. 

When she slammed her door shut, she then rushed to the bed and pulled down 
her slacks and her panties so that she could frig herself. 

Lorelei did not time the amount of time that she was there in the bedroom 
frigging her twat, but all of that time she was playing with the shorts and 
imagining the handsome boy with the shaggy brown hair falling across his 
forehead. 

And this was something that happened when her husband was still in town. You 
could just imagine what it was like when her husband left the town! 

The following week when she was alone with the boys, she thought she would 
go mad from the desire. 

She wasn't at all sure how she would go about seducing the boys, but she 
knew that she did not stand a chance as long as all three of them were 
together. 

Each of the boys would be too worried about what the other two would say and 
the chances were that the whole plan would fall through. 

Lorelei knew that she had to work on them one at a time. 

She figured that she would just leave it to chance to see which of the boys 
was left alone with her before any of the others. 

That chance came to her early in the week and it was with Bud. She was glad 
that it was Bud. Aside from being the quietest of the three brothers, he 
also seemed to have the best temperament of the three. 

And he did not seem nearly as resentful of Lorelei as his two brothers did. 

Aside from all of that, Lorelei's mouth was watering when she thought about 
the chunky young blond boy. He was much lighter than his two brothers and it 
was clear that he must have taken after his blonde mother. 

He had a very solid build and he was at an age when it was becoming bulk 
rather than baby fat. Compared to Skip, who was two years older than Bud and 
was on the school track team and swimming team because of his slim body, Bud 
was on the junior football team. 

The boy was not nearly large enough to play football with boys who were 
seventeen and eighteen, but he had the type of body that was needed for the 
game, and he did very well against the other fourteen-year-olds. 

It was noon on Monday when Lorelei got a phone call to come and pick Bud up 
at the high school. He had pulled a muscle while he was tackling someone on 
the football field. 

Lorelei, as a good concerned mother, arrived at the high school. She 
appreciated the way that all of the boys in the school corridors looked at 
her and reminded her of the fact that she was still quite young and quite 
beautiful. 

The school officials were hesitant to hand Bud over to Lorelei's custody, 
but she showed them proof of the fact that she really was his stepmother 
even though she was only twenty-four and was a fabulous looking chorus girl 
from New York. 

She spent a few minutes with the school nurse, asking about the injury. The 
boy was embarrassed that the muscle he had pulled was on the inside of his 
thigh so that he had had to take off his pants in the presence of the nurse. 

Boys of that age, as Lorelei vaguely remembered, were noted for being very 
modest about the fast changes that were happening with their bodies. 

She drove him home and he insisted that he did not need her help to get out 
of the car. He reminded her that his father had a sauna and a whirlpool bath 
in the basement and that he would be able to use both of those things in 
order to soothe his leg. 

When she helped the boy down to the basement, he insisted that she leave him 
alone to go into the sauna and then the whirlpool.. "After all, I've gotta 
get undressed in there!" 

The pain had left him but he figured that it was a good way to miss an 
afternoon of school, so he played it up as much as he could. 

While he was waiting for the sauna to heat up, he turned on the whirlpool 
bath and then he looked at the door. There was no lock on the door and a 
crazy thought occurred to the boy. 

What if there was some time when Lorelei was in here taking a whirlpool bath 
and he walked right in and looked at her. 

The boy had never seen a naked woman in his life and Lorelei was certainly a 
lot more beautiful than any of the women around his little town in Ohio. 

Just the thought of doing this and of the woman's expression was all that 
the boy needed to give him a hard-on. 

He peeled of his shirt and then he dropped his pants and his shorts to the 
floor and his cock was standing out straight and hard in front of him. 

The bath was already running and he almost had enough water to turn on the 
whirlpool current. What he didn't realize was that Lorelei was standing on 
the other side of the door and she was listening to the sound of the running 
water. 

She was waiting for a chance to walk in on him. Although this would never 
have entered the boy's mind, this beautiful woman was having the same 
thought that he was having. 

While he was imagining a fantasy in which he would surprise his stepmother 
in the sauna, she was making plans to do exactly the same thing to him. 

But from the sound of the water she could tell that he was planning to take 
a bath before he took the sauna. She was glad of that because she knew that 
there were some men who got turned off by the sweaty heat of the sauna. 

There were some other men who were very turned on by being inside of a 
sauna, but she did not want to take a chance with Bud. 

When she heard the sound of the whirlpool beginning she could tell that the 
boy was in the tub. She paused for one moment and then she opened the door 
wide and stepped into the room. 

Since the tub was set into the floor, she was able to look right down at the 
boy's handsome and chunky body. Her panties were soaking wet from the 
expectation and anticipation. 

"I brought a towel for you! I didn't know whether you had a towel!" 

"Mom, you shouldn't be in here!" Bud had his hands over his cock. She 
noticed that as soon as she had entered the door, his hands were already 
covering his cock and she suspected that he had been playing with himself. 

"Why, glory be, don't tell me that you're modest in front of me!" Lorelei 
cried out. "Well, uh...." 

"I know what a boy looks like with his clothes off!" 

"You see, uh...." the boy tried to begin, but he felt his face turning a 
bright red from embarrassment. 

"Oh, Bud!" she said, kneeling on the floor so that she was closer to him. 
"I'm so sorry! I've embarrassed you and you know that if there is one thing 
I do not want to do it's to embarrass you! I do so Want to get along well 
with you boys!" 

"No! No, I'm not embarrassed!" 

"Bud Newberry, don't lie to me! I can see that your face is bright red!" 
Lorelei put her fingers in the swirling water and she splashed some right at 
the boy. 

This contact was really too close for him. He shivered a little. "Well, 
maybe I'm embarrassed!" 

Her voice became calm and soothing as she said, "Of course you are! It's 
only natural! You've never even had a woman in this house, so how could you 
be otherwise?" 

"I guess you're right!" he said a little hoarsely, wishing that the hard-on 
he was hiding would go down. He was unaware that the gorgeous stepmother was 
wishing the very opposite thing. 

"But that's why I feel that my presence here might be good for you! It might 
make it easier for you to deal with girls!" Lorelei said. 

The boy was actually beginning to relax. And yet he could not stop the 
sexual excitement that was surging up inside of him and making his cock 
pulsate. 

"Well, I suppose I am sort of shy with girls!" 

"I think you're sort of shy with everyone, Bud!" the woman said: And the boy 
grinned because he knew that it was the truth. 

"But," she continued, "there's no reason to be shy about your body. I've 
seen quite a few naked males and I can tell you that you have nothing to be 
embarrassed about!" 

She understood a good deal about the psychology of the male. She knew that 
there was no man or boy who would not appreciate a compliment to his body. 

There was only one thing a man would rather hear and she knew that that 
would be a compliment to his sexual prowess. 

She reached over and lightly ran her hand over one of the boy's nipples. It 
was hardly even a sexual movement, but she knew the effect it was having on 
the boy because she could see that his nipples were getting firm and larger 
under her gentle touch. 

It was amazing that something so gentle could have such a strong reaction. 

Bud was smiling up at her and he felt relaxed even though he was sexually 
aroused. After all, he could not pull away from her touch because he was in 
the confinement of the tub and at the same time he could not brush her hand 
away because he was using both of his hands to hide his hard cock. 

Fortunately he was a fourteen-year-old boy who needed both of his hands to 
hide his cock. And he did have big hands! 

But then the woman reached her long and elegant fingers around to the boy's 
armpits and she knew that she would get the natural reaction of a young boy 
to this touch. 

Without even thinking, the boy reached up his hands to try to protect 
himself from being tickled under the armpits. 

Although Lorelei got splashed from the water in the tub, she remained calm 
as she reached down and grasped the boy's firm young cock that was now 
bobbing on top of the water. 

His laughter and his movement stopped. 

She had now crossed the Rubicon and they both knew it. There was no way that 
either of them could pretend that it was innocent play any longer! 

Her voice remained calm as she said, "And your cock is very beautiful and 
the size is very admirable for a boy of fourteen!" 

She could see that the boy was breathing unevenly and that he was very 
nervous as he lay in the tub. The whirlpool was slowing down, since the 
timer had reached an end and now that the water was calmer it was easier for 
her to see all of his body. 

Then their eyes met and she saw a hot look in his eyes. 

When she let the corners of her lips curl up and she nodded her head just 
slightly, the boy took that as an answer to his unspoken question. 

He reached up and pressed his hand against the woman's breasts. 

"Have you ever seen a naked woman?" she asked. 

The boy's face had already been red, but when she asked him that question it 
went through another three shades of scarlet. He began to stammer and 
finally said, "Sure!" in a hesitant voice that pronounced his statement a 
lie. 

She pressed her free hand right on his hand. That was her way of showing the 
boy that it was alright for him to be touching her breast. Then she began to 
massage the back of his hand. 

Bud had never realized that the back of his hand was an erotic spot. Like 
most fourteen-year-old boys he thought that the only erotic spot on his body 
was his cock. 

And yet as the woman ran the tips of her fingers up and back along the 
smooth back of the boy's hand, he felt tingles coursing through his body and 
sending wild impulses to his already excited cock. 

He felt as if he had been running a race, when all the time the only thing 
he had been doing was sitting in this tub of water with the woman leaning 
over the ledge. 

After the long pause, the beautiful blonde asked, "Would you like to see me 
naked?" 

The boy couldn't even answer her, although his silence and the wide look 
in,his eyes was enough of an answer as he just nodded his head. 

"Okay!" she whispered in a voice that was as sensual as honey as she began 
to open the blouse she was wearing. 

She watched the boy's eyes and she saw that they were riveted on the 
cleavage of flesh that was between her well-rounded and fleshy breasts. Her 
bosoms were so large that the boy thought he could suffocate in that tight 
space in between. He was probably right! 

As she unbuttoned the next button, he could see the full roundness of her 
breasts and he could see the pointed pink nipples that stood out so rosy at 
the tips of her gorgeous boobs. 

The boy was lying completely uncovered in the water of the tub and the woman 
gazed into the clear water as she peeled off her blouse. Bud's body was just 
as good as she had expected it to be. 

His body was smooth and he did not have much muscle definition, but he had a 
chunkiness that was very appealing to Lorelei. There was bulk on his body 
that was not fat, but was a thickness of build. 

And his blond hair with streaks of brown and gold and red in it was flopping 
down into the boy's eyes. 

The only hair on his body was a patch of downy blond pubic hairs at the base 
of his thick cock. The boy had quite a length of cock meat for someone so 
young, and it was especially impressive because it was so thick. 

His wide cock head flared out and the shaft was so thick that the woman 
could hardly reach her hand around it. 

Bud reached up and touched the pink tits of the woman and he found that by 
rubbing his finger back and forth over the tits, they became firmer and 
pointier. 

Her breasts were, rising and falling slowly with the gentle rhythm of her 
breathing. And the boy's fingers were tickling over the woman's pointed 
nipples. 

As the boy continued to play with her naked tits, the woman reached down and 
unzipped the clinging black slacks that she was wearing. She peeled them 
down off of her legs and her flesh was exposed bit by bit. 

But the boy was busy looking at the lace panties. He was so close to 
actually seeing the woman's complete nakedness at that point that he could 
hardly believe it. 

She was wearing pink lace panties that were so sheer and with a lace pattern 
that was so wide that he could actually see some of the wispy blonde pussy 
hairs through the fabric. 

Once the slacks were off of her legs, she stood up above the boy. She knew 
that he was enjoying the show that she was putting on for him. This was the 
first striptease that he had ever seen and it was from the wonderful vantage 
point of the tub of water. 

Lorelei's long fingernails slid into the tightly clinging waistband of her 
panties and the boy was holding his breath as he waited for the inevitable 
view of her naked twat. 

As she began to slide the panties down, the boy gasped out when he saw the 
wispy hairs that were at the very top of her blonde pussy patch. Then the 
entire snatch of cunt hairs was revealed to his sight. 

Once her cunt lips were revealed, she wriggled her legs back and forth so 
that her lace panties would fall right to the floor. 

And then she was standing above the boy as naked as he was. 

She started to step down into the tub. 

"You're gonna get in here?" the fourteen-year-old boy asked her. 

"I think it will be more comfortable!" she said. 

And then she was beginning to edge him over in the elegantly large tub as 
she eased herself down next to him. 

She turned onto her side and she felt the large cock of the nervous young 
boy slapping against the firm flesh of her belly. Since it was slapping 
under the water, it was a strange feeling for her. 

Then she slid down in the tub and the boy remained where he was. He had 
never even been with a girl in a sexual way and he had certainly never been 
in this sort of situation with a naked worldly woman who was about to do all 
sorts of wonderful things with his body. 

His cock was floating up above the level of the water and the woman was able 
to slip it into her mouth without ever having had to touch it with her 
hands. 

Her mouth was skilled enough so that she could manipulate the cock and ease 
the cock into her mouth and not need the help of her hands. 

She just took the cock head between her lips and then she began to suck on 
it. She actually hollowed out her cheeks as she sucked in. The suction that 
she was creating through this movement was tremendous and the boy found it 
very stimulating. 

Once she had done that, she then turned her attention to her tongue and what 
she could do with her tongue to delight the boy. 

With only the cock head in her mouth, she began to slide her tongue around 
and around the delicate cock head. And then she slid her lips forward so 
that she had engulfed the rest of the cock inside of her warm and moist 
orifice. 

When her lips were pressing against the boy's balls and his pubic hair, her 
chin was already under the water of the tub and her nose was very close to 
the water. 

Then she began to suck up and down on the cock. Each time that she pushed 
forward and took the cock into her mouth, she managed to get the entire 
length of it into her and the boy could feel her chin jabbing against his 
balls. 

Reaching over with one hand, the woman flicked on the timer that would turn 
on the whirlpool in the tub. 

The water quickly began to churn in little circles and then the boy felt the 
water slapping against his balls as the lovely blonde woman continued to 
suck up and down on his blood-engorged cock. 

Bud could not believe the fabulous stimulation that he was receiving. Here 
was a boy of fourteen, who only knew the feeling of his own hand on his 
cock. And now he was getting sucked off by the beautiful blonde woman while 
the water in the whirlpool bath was slapping wildly against his balls. 

He tried to hold back the tide that was surging up inside of him. But he 
could not. 

When Lorelei felt the boy's balls rolling up against her lips as she slid 
her face forward onto his cock shaft, she was concerned that he would cum 
soon. But then she decided that it would be just as well. 

From what she knew of fourteen-year-old boys, they were easily aroused and 
she figured that she could just have him again once he had shot his load. 

So she slid her lips forward one last time and then she felt the base of his 
cock expand as the gism leaped up from his balls and into the length of 
meat. 

Then his cock head slapped against the roof of her mouth and she felt the 
steaming juice shoot out of the boy's dick. 

When she began to swallow down the cook juice, the muscles of her throat 
were clasping around the broad cock head. She was actually squeezing even 
more of the juice out of the cock head than was already shooting out of it. 

The boy groaned out loud and fortunately they were in the basement of the 
empty house so there was no one to hear him when he began to shout in 
pleasure as his balls were emptied into the woman's throat. 

She kept her lips on the cock for a long time and she kept on sucking on it 
and massaging the bottom of the cock head with her tongue so that she could 
excite the boy. 

His body shook with tremors that actually made the water ripple all around 
him, even though the whirlpool was already frantically spinning the water of 
the tub. 

Then Lorelei slid her lips up from the cock and licked her lips so that she 
could catch up any of the gism that had spilled out of her mouth in her 
attempts to swallow it all down. The boy looked down at the woman and smiled 
softly. 

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" the woman said, as she slid her body up 
along the slippery wet side of the boy's body. 

He turned red once more and just nodded. The grin stretched all the way 
across his young and handsome face as he looked at the woman who had just 
given him so much satisfaction. 

They were both exhausted and lying side by side in the tub. Lorelei knew 
that her pussy was steamed up and that she needed some satisfaction. When 
she reached down along the boy's body and felt the cock still hard and 
stiff, she knew that she would get that satisfaction. 

When Lorelei looked up and turned toward the door of the sauna she saw that 
the steam had already formed on the glass in the door. The sauna was heated 
up. 

"Shall we continue in there?" she asked him coyly. 

He nodded anxiously and then he stood up from the tub and helped her up. Bud 
was always a gentleman. It was only when the tall and bulky youngster was 
standing up next to her that he became aware of the erection which pointed 
out from his body and was dangling in front of him. 

Then he was a little bit embarrassed, but Lorelei rubbed her hand up and 
down along the boy's back and she felt the warmth that was on his wet flesh. 
He also felt the warmth of her hand that was making him feel very safe and 
wonderful. 

That was all that he really needed to soothe the embarrassment out of his 
system. 

When the two of them entered the oven hot sauna, they were both hit by a 
great gust of flaming air. There was a heater on one side of the room and 
there was" a pitcher on the heater. Lorelei picked up the pitcher and poured 
just a drop of water onto the open grating of the heater so that a cloud of 
smoke rose up and sizzled from the heat source. 

Since both of them already had the moisture of the tub on their bodies, they 
could both feel the beads of perspiration immediately forming on their 
bodies. 

Lorelei put her hand on the inside of the boy's thigh and then she asked, 
"How does your leg feel?" 

"Pretty good!" he shrugged, having forgotten about the injury. 

"Lie down!" she told him. 

He turned toward the plain pine benches that went up in two levels and he 
did as his beautiful blonde stepmother had instructed him to do. 

Bud got onto his back and was lying on the lower level of the pine seating. 
Lorelei leaned over him and ran her hand down the sweat-soaked young chest 
of the boy. 

His skin was so hot that it felt wonderful to her touch. 

Then she straddled his handsome and bulky body and she grasped his thick 
cock. Pressing the cock up she spread her pussy lips around the widely 
flared cock head. 

Once the cock head was inside of her cunt lips, she began to press down with 
her hips so that she was actually impaling herself on the young boy's wide 
rammer. 

She was sliding down slowly and she felt herself being pulled apart. Her 
cunt flesh was so excited and was so erect that it was filling up the entire 
tight fuck tunnel and making it nearly impossible for the boy to fit his 
cock into the narrow opening. 

But as the woman pressed herself down, she felt the cock pushing aside the 
spongy walls of flesh and she felt the moisture seeping to the surface of 
her pussy meat to help lubricate the invasion of the hard meat. 

Soon she was all the way down onto the cock. Her rounded ass cheeks were 
pressing against the boy's balls. 

Every bit of their bodies that was making contact was covered with the 
moisture of the sauna. 

She began to slide up and down along the boy's cock. This was the first time 
that he had ever gotten his cock up a pussy and he had never even imagined 
that such a position was possible. 

But he loved the feeling of the pussy that was riding up and down on his 
hard shaft of meat. 

He was really glad that he had shot one load of cum into the woman's mouth, 
because now he was able to hold back his second load for a longer time. 

As she continued speeding up the efforts of her pussy, rubbing up and down 
along his cock meat with a wild friction, the boy could not bear remaining 
still on the bench any longer. 

He was soon sitting up and he was feeling her sweaty tits rubbing up and 
down against his broad and firm young chest. 

Then he kept pushing forward. Since he had never fucked before everything he 
was doing was by instinct. But even though it was an inexperienced instinct 
that was guiding him that felt pretty good to the beautiful woman. 

As he pushed forward, his ass left the bench and he was rolling the woman 
onto her back. Soon her back was pressing down against the wooden bench and 
his cock was still rammed all the way into her. 

He was on top of her and her knees were up by his chest. 

Bud began to ram down hard against her pussy. She could really feel the heat 
of his meat that was ramming into her cunt. 

And she could also feel the sweat that was covering his chest as she pressed 
the backs of her thighs against the well-built boy's body. 

His wild ramming strokes were getting faster and harder and they built to a 
frenzy that would not stop. 

As she felt the flared cock head rubbing against the tender walls of her 
cunt, she could feel the walls responding with a great flow of juice that 
told her that she was cumming. 

Her pussy flesh undulated and she could feel rushes soaring through her body 
and always leading to the deep interior of her cunt where her passion was 
rooted. 

Even though her pussy was tightening around the boy's thick and invading 
cock, he did not change the pace of his fucking strokes and was still 
ramming passionately into her inflamed hole. 

But the gyrations of her pussy flesh were having an effect on the boy's 
quickly ramming cock. 

The ramming never slowed down, but suddenly he slammed into her and then 
just stayed there where he was. It was as if his cock were sucked into her 
pussy. 

He tensed all of the muscles in his body as if he fully expected that he was 
going to be sucked entirely into the cunt. 

And then the cock juice that seemed to be flowing down the length of his 
hard shaft in slow motion finally reached the tip of his meat and slapped 
out into the girl's pussy. 

Then he collapsed down, pressing her legs down onto her breasts. But she 
didn't mind. 

She didn't even mind the fact that her sweat was mingling with the sweat of 
the handsome blond boy. It had been a glorious fuck! 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Lorelei knew that Bud had been the easiest of the three boys to seduce. 

Bud had always been the friendliest and the one who was best disposed to 
her. Meanwhile Skip was always surly to his new stepmother and Howie was too 
sensible and analytical for her to deal with him in quite the same way that 
she had won over the handsome fourteen-year-old. 

Besides which she knew that she could not pull an innocent routine on the 
two older boys as she had done with the youngest. 

A fourteen-year-old manages to be just gullible enough to feel that he must 
be in the wrong. If an older woman tells him that it is alright for him to 
be naked in her presence, it is not up to him to deny it! 

It might take some effort for her to get into the pants of those two older 
boys, but she felt that it would be worth the effort. 

Aside from the fact that they were both very good-looking, she was troubled 
with the problem that she had always had. She needed sex all the time. 

Although the two times that she had shared sex with young Bud had been nice 
enough, that had not been nearly enough to really give the woman any 
satisfaction. 

She knew that between all three of the boys they would certainly be able to 
give her enough of what she needed, which was a filled up pussy! 

And Lorelei just had to wait for her chance to get at Skip and to get at 
Howie. 

Since the two older boys did not know about this, they both went about their 
own business and tried to avoid their new stepmother. 

One of the things that Skip was working on at that time was a chance for him 
to get his cock worked on by a girl. 

Skip had gotten more experience than his younger brother as far as girls 
were concerned. But he still had not managed to get fucked! 

He had made out with girls and had brought girls home to fool around in the 
basement with him. But he had yet to convince a girl to let him shove his 
cock up her pussy! 

The only thing that-he got out of all the efforts he had made was an aching 
in his loins. He always left with a load of cum that he just had to go and 
jerk off. 

He had finally come to realize that as a sixteen-year-old boy he just was 
not going to find any sixteen-year-old girl who wanted to get fucked. 
Actually he was not quite right on that score. Most of them wanted to get 
Tucked, but in a town like Little Hill, Ohio, they did not dare to do it! 

Therefore, he was still a virgin. 

Skip realized that he had to turn elsewhere for his pleasure. It was 
unfortunate that he had not thought to turn to his stepmother, because at 
that moment she was thinking of ways in which she could get him into bed. 

He was down in the basement that afternoon, knowing that his stepmother had 
gone to the county seat to do some shopping. The reason he was in the 
basement was because the beautiful black cleaning girl, Lutie, was in the 
basement doing the laundry. 

Skip walked in behind the girl as she was stuffing everything in the washing 
machines. 

When she turned around she was surprised to see the boy standing and leaning 
against the door. He had his hands in his pockets and she could tell that he 
had an erection in his tight jeans. 

He was fiddling with his meat through the pockets. 

There was a wide grin on the boy's face as he stood there. She knew that 
this was unusual because she knew that this boy rarely grinned at her, or at 
anyone. 

Skip was basically sour all the time and he rarely was friendly. Since Lutie 
knew this she was immediately suspicious. 

Lutie was a very bright girl, but in a town like Little Hill, there was 
little opportunity for equal opportunity. The girl had dropped out of high 
school at sixteen so that she could work to help her ailing mother support 
her three younger sisters and brothers. 

Now that she was eighteen, she was an old hand at cleaning other people's 
houses, and all of the degradation that was involved with that. 

"Excuse me!" she said to the young man who was blocking her exit from the 
laundry room. 

"What's your hurry!" Skip said, grasping the girl lightly by the shoulders. 

"I gotta do work! I don't wanna take your daddy's money without doin' enough 
work!" the girl said as she tried to pull away. 

He tightened his grasp on her shoulders.and then he said, "Calm down!" 

"Take your hands off me, white boy!" She pulled away, but he grabbed her and 
threw her to the floor of the laundry room. One second later he had landed 
on top of her. "I'll scream!" she warned. "Go ahead. My brothers are 
upstairs. You'll give them a thrill." 

The girl knew that he was right. She did not want to attract the other two 
brothers down there as well. It would be bad enough having to submit to this 
boy. 

Although Skip was very slim, he had a powerful build and he was quite 
strong. There was no way that the slightly built black girl could escape 
from his grasp. 

Lutie was wearing a housedress that tied in the front. He pulled the belt 
open and then tugged the dress wide open. 

He was delighted to see that her tits were already naked since she was not 
wearing a bra. 

The girl was wearing the simplest white panties that the boy had ever seen. 
But they were very-soft and gentle to the feel because they were made of 
nylon. 

He tugged hotly at her panties and he left them tangled down around the 
girl's legs. She looked good to him. 

There was a patch of coal black hairs around her pussy lips and the curves 
of her body were very slight because she was very thin and delicate. 

But her skin was the blackest black he had ever seen. Her flesh glistened 
harshly in the light of the laundry room, and then the bush of black hairs 
at her cunt was so black that it almost looked blue. 

His fingers reached down and he began to play with her pussy lips. 

"I'll kill you for what you're doin' to me!" the girl swore in a voice that 
was deep and ugly. 

Skip just smiled and said, "I know you're enjoying it! I can feel the 
moisture on your cunt lips!" 

And she knew that that was the truth and she could not deny it. He was a 
very good looking boy and she could feel the warmth and the power of his 
young body pressing against hers. 

She knew that she really was sexually excited and looking forward to the 
fucking that the boy was going to give her. But she did not want to have to 
submit to it in this way. 

As he was holding her down with the weight of his body, he reached down to 
his fly so that he could open it. Tugging down his pants and his shorts with 
one hefty pull, he managed to get them as far as his knees. That was all he 
was worried about. 

But then Skip had to rip apart her panties so that he could get to her pussy 
lips. 

Spreading her legs wide apart, he put his cock head at her cunt lips. 

"Don't you love that?" Skip asked, hotly. 

"No! I like to do it with boys. I don't like to do it with disgusting pigs!" 

He just laughed again as he felt his cock sliding into the cunt. It didn't 
matter to him that he was raping the black girl. The important thing to him 
was that he was finally getting laid. 

Skip finally had something to do with his cock. 

Slowly the long and hard shaft of meat slid in between the cunt lips. 

The boy felt a tingling that was emanating out from his cock and was running 
up through his entire body. It was a thrill that was telling him that his 
cock head was locked into someplace that was tight and warm and moist. 

The black girl's pussy felt as hot as an oven and the boy was loving every 
bit of it as he felt the moist pink cunt flesh that was surrounding his 
hard-on. 

Skip's ass was tensed together as he felt his cock pushing through the moist 
and spongy cunt meat of the girl's twat. 

Then he finally got the whole length of his meat into her cunt and he began 
to fuck in and out and in and out of her. 

He didn't even wait and he didn't even give her time to relax and to adjust 
to the fucking that he was giving her. 

The only thing that Skip could think of was how he could slam his cock in 
and leave a load of his juice in the girl. 

His cock flesh was on fire as he felt it running back and forth over the 
flaming flesh that was inside of the girl's pussy. 

But it was a consistent chain reaction that was going on and each time that 
he would slam his cock in and feel the tingling sensation that was coming 
from the contact with the flesh on the inside of the black girl's cunt, he 
would feel that he would want to slam his cock in even harder. 

He couldn't get enough! 

And so it was a chain that was always building up as he felt his cock being 
pulled back and forth by a force that was greater than his own. 

The girl was trying to just remain still. If she had to be a rape victim, 
then she did not want to make it better for the boy than it already was. 

But she couldn't help herself! 

Soon her hips were up off of the ground and she was bucking up to meet the 
wild thrusts of the boy. 

Each time that she raised her hips up off of the ground, she would feel the 
cock slam even further into her pussy and she would be delighted by the 
wonderful sensations that would emanate out through her body. 

So, she continued to lift her hips up off of the ground in reaction to the 
wild fucking of the boy's cock. 

They were each contributing to the wonderful movements. 

Since Skip had not even bothered to take off his shirt, he was sweating 
through the fabric of the shirt and she could see the definition of his 
chest that was outlined through the shirt. 

Even his nipples were already outlined inside of the shirt. 

Then she felt the cock really slamming in against her cunt and she knew that 
that was the final slam. 

Her pussy flesh reacted by collapsing down around the hard cock and then the 
cock, perhaps in reaction to that, or perhaps because it was inevitable, 
pulsated in return and began to shoot a load into the girl's pussy. 

She could feel the constant slamming movement that told her that there was 
yet more of the gism on its way from the ovens of the boy's body. 

And then she was completely filled up with cock juice. 

The boy could feel the cunt cream that was oozing from the girl's body and 
he knew that her pussy slit was getting filled up with the combination of 
juices from both of their bodies. 

His cock juice was mingling with her cunt cream and there was a moist 
slickness that mixed with the friction of the fucking. 

They were both out of breath and then Skip slid his cock out of the girl's 
sloppy hole. 

Now he was no longer a virgin. But he was too proud to admit to the black 
cleaning girl that he had lost his virginity just at that time. He had 
always wanted to seem like a sophisticated man of the world and he did not 
want to destroy that image with honesty. 

The sixteen-year-old boy pulled up his shorts and pants and did not even 
bother to wipe the gook off of his cock. The girl was still lying on the 
floor and looking up at him and he was completely dressed. 

Then he turned and began to walk out of the laundry room. 

But he stopped and turned around as if he had just remembered something, 
that he had. He pulled a twenty dollar bill out of his pocket and he tossed 
it down onto the floor next to the girl. 

Her eyes filled with moisture as she looked down at the twenty dollar bill. 
She wanted to be able to shout some curse at him and she wanted to be able 
to throw the twenty dollar bill at him or to set it on fire. But she knew 
that she couldn't do that! 

She needed all the money that she could get to support her family and she 
could not be noble. 

That is why nobility has always been the province of the upper classes. 
Nobility usually has a financial expense connected to it. 

Lutie stuffed the twenty dollar bill in her pocket as she pulled her dress 
back together. She looked off in the direction of the door and she was 
frightened that one of the other brothers would come to attack her. 

What could she do? She heeded the job, and she could not afford to be 
without it. But she could not stay in this house with the dread fear that 
something would happen to her each time that she walked into a room. 

If someone had really forced the girl to be totally honest, she would have 
had to admit that she really did enjoy the fucking that she received. 

The boy had a good cock and he knew how to ram it into her to give her 
pleasure. She did not have any complaints about his fucking technique. What 
she did have complaints about were things like the boy's attitude. 

Skip had acted as if it were his right to use the black girl's body and she 
knew that it was not his right! 

She rearranged her clothes and she thought about her options. Lutie knew 
that she could not continue working in this house, even though it would mean 
a great financial burden for her family. 

There were limits to what could be expected of her and for the first time in 
her young life, she had to be selfish enough to think about herself first! 

When Lorelei walked back into the house at six that evening, she called out, 
"Hello, everyone! Sorry I'm so late!" 

Then she looked around for the boys and she looked in the kitchen. There was 
no food in the kitchen. 

When she turned around and saw that Skip was standing by the kitchen door, 
she asked, "Didn't Lutie prepare anything today?" 

"Lutie walked out! We just called out for a pizza." 

"Why did she walk out?" 

"How should I know!" Skip said, lying blatantly. 

"Well, didn't she say anything?" 

"She didn't say anything to any of us. Although, if you stop to think about 
it you'll realize that there's only been one basic change in this household 
that might influence something like that!" 

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Lorelei asked flatly. 

"We got along fine with Lutie for a year. I don't know if anything you did 
disturbed Lutie." 

Skip had actually managed to get Lorelei paranoid for a while about her 
relationship with Lutie. But she felt certain that there was nothing that 
she had ever done to the black girl and, in fact, no communication she had 
even had with the black girl. 

For a moment, Lorelei wondered if she had not been friendly enough with 
Lutie, but then she stopped herself and decided to be sensible. 

"Will she be here tomorrow?" Lorelei asked. 

"She didn't say a word to anyone. In fact, she didn't even take the laundry 
out of the machine, so I really don't know what's going on." 

"Well then we'll just assume that she'll show up for work tomorrow and we'll 
survive for tonight. Perhaps she just felt ill." 

"Yeah." Skip sneered. "Maybe there's a lot of illness going around this 
house." 

He headed for the door as he spoke and Lorelei grabbed him by the shirt. 
"Why are you doing this to me?" 

Skip did not change the expression on his face as Lorelei held him, he just 
reached up and grabbed her hand away. 

"You snotty little brat!" Lorelei said to the boy as she slapped him hard 
across the face. 

She was stunned when he slapped her back across her own face. 

But neither of them had noticed that Bud had just come to the door of the 
kitchen. He rushed forward and grabbed his brother around the neck. 

Ever since Lorelei had seduced Bud, the young boy had had more than a crush 
on his beautiful stepmother. 

Now she watched as the two brothers grappled on the floor. Although Bud, the 
younger one, had the bulk on his body, Skip had more skill and soon pinned 
Bud down to the ground. 

"Stop this. Both of you." Lorelei shouted out. 

Skip looked up at her and said, "You see what happens when you come around 
to this house?" 

Then he got up from his younger brother and he stormed out of the room. 
Lorelei helped Bud up, but the younger boy was embarrassed and he pulled 
away from her and stormed out of the room. 

Lorelei looked after the two boys. Suddenly the problems of being a mother 
were more serious than simply the matter of getting to fuck with her 
handsome sons. 

Lorelei warmed up some soup and then she went up to her own bedroom. It was 
the lavish bedroom suite that she shared with her husband, but he was still 
away on this business trip. 

As she was lying on the bed, she remembered how simple things had been when 
she was just a chorus girl in New York and she didn't have to worry about 
all of the domestic strife of an Ohio home. 

She was sleeping with her youngest son and her middle son was furious at her 
for no apparent reason and her oldest son never even spoke to her. 

There was a tapping on the door and she called out for the person to come 
in. She was glad to see that it was Bud at the door. 

Fourteen-year-old, blond haired Bud was the friendliest of the three 
brothers-and he was the one she had already fucked with. She smiled up at 
him and he smiled in return. 

He was wearing a blue terry-cloth robe that hardly closed on him and showed 
a good deal of his smooth and bulky chest as well as his slightly hairy 
legs. 

"I'm sorry that that happened downstairs!" Bud said softly. 

"It wasn't your fault." Lorelei said. "I guess it's all of us here. You 
don't know how it was here before you came. It's never been a very nice 
home. I mean, it's never been like one of those friendly television 
families." 

Lorelei could not help but smile as she said, "Nobody's family ever is." 

Then she patted the side of the bed and the boy took the hint. He sat on the 
edge of the bed and he looked at the woman. 

"What do we do now?" he asked her. "What do you mean?" 

He paused and then he said, "Am I allowed to mention what we did, you know, 
that afternoon in the sauna?" 

Her eyebrows raised as she said, "As long as you don't mention it in front 
of your father!" 

"Well, I mean, am I supposed to forget about it ever having happened?" he 
asked cautiously. 

She shook her head. 

"Then, uh, what do we do now?" he asked, repeating his initial question to 
her. 

"Kiss me." she said in a sweet and gentle voice. 

Lorelei was not in the mood to feel like an older seductress on this 
particular evening. Even though this boy was only fourteen and his only 
sexual experience had been the time that he had fucked with her in the 
sauna, she wanted to let him run the show on this particular occasion. 

She just lounged back on the bed and she put her arms up under her head so 
that she would be tempting and alluring, simply making herself available to 
him. 

He leaned forward and kissed her. 

She was wearing a filmy robe and she just had a pair of panties on 
underneath it. 

When he took his lips away from hers, she said, "Maybe you'd better lock the 
door." 

The boy jumped up and locked the door. Then he rushed back to the bed and he 
climbed on top of Lorelei. 

When he got on top of the woman, his robe fell open and she could see that 
he was just wearing his tight white jockey shorts. 

There was a lump in the front of his underpants and he was rubbing it back 
and forth against her smooth flesh that was cloaked in the filmy robe. 

She pulled the robe back off the boy's arms and then he untied the lacy robe 
from her body and peeled it back. 

Lorelei was wearing a pair of white lace panties that were just as sheer as 
the pink ones that she had been wearing on the previous day. The woman loved 
the feeling of lace next to her body and the boy loved the look of lace on 
the woman's body. 

As he pressed down against her, the feeling of the cotton of his shorts 
rubbing against the lace of her panties was so erotic that they both were 
going wild. 

Just a while before, the boy thought that the only pleasures in sex would 
come from genital contact. But now he was already aware that his entire body 
was charged with sexuality and that the woman's entire body was charged with 
sexuality. 

Her hands were running down the boy's back and feeling the peach fuzz of his 
smooth flesh. And his hands were running gently along the smooth flesh that 
was pulled so tautly around her well-formed waist. 

Then his fingers entered the waistband of her panties just as her fingers 
entered the waistband of his briefs. They both pulled and then his naked 
cock went slapping down against the patch of cunt hairs that fringed her 
pussy lips. 

There was a dribbling droplet of pre-cum that had been clinging to the boy's 
piss slit. When his cock came popping to freedom out of his shorts and his 
cock head slapped down against her cunt hairs, the oozing gism rubbed into 
her pussy hairs. 

Lorelei felt very contented. Despite all the troubles in the world, she 
always felt wonderful when she was pressed up against a handsome male body 
and she was prepared to feel a cock shoved into her pussy. 

But as she reached down for the cock, she felt it slipping away from her. 
The boy was moving down on the bed. 

"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked him. 

He looked up at her, his handsome and ail-American face was beaming as he 
asked, "Do you remember the way that you sucked me off?" 

She nodded. How could she forget the wonderful way that she had licked and 
sucked his dick while he had been half-way under the water. 

"Well, I just wanted to pay you back for that." the boy said as he aimed his 
face for her patch of blonde pussy hairs. 

She felt his moist lips make contact with her cunt hairs and wet the blonde 
patch. Then he licked on the hairs and he pulled on them with his teeth. 

Lorelei just naturally spread her legs in reaction to the wonderful job that 
the boy was doing at sucking and licking her pussy hairs. It was like he was 
pausing before actually putting his lips up to her cunt. 

He considered her luscious pussy for one moment. The flesh looked so moist 
and so inviting that he could feel his mouth watering. 

Then the woman lifted her hips from the bed and gave the boy a good view of 
her pussy, spreading her legs as wide as they would go. 

His lips pressed down and rubbed lightly against her cunt lips, but since he 
had his lips closed there was not that much contact that he made with her. 
It was mostly the tickling sensation that she felt from the smooth feeling 
of his lips. 

Then, slowly, his lips parted and the moist flesh inside of his lips made 
contact with her cunt flesh. 

His tongue jutted out and then he began to lick up and down along the pussy 
lips, delighting in the flavor. 

There was a little bit of moisture on the woman's cunt lips that was 
clinging there. The boy slurped it off of the delicate pink flesh and then 
he brought his tongue into his mouth so that he could taste her cunt juice. 

Savoring the bit of pussy juice for a moment, he found that the flavor was 
not at all unpleasant. In fact, he really liked the flavor and was enjoying 
it. 

There was something fresh and very refreshing about her pussy juice! 

Then the boy pressed his lips hotly against her cunt lips and he shoved his 
tongue forward. He managed to pull apart her cunt lips with his tongue and 
then before they snapped back together he had slammed his tongue between the 
tightly clinging flaps of flesh. 

He felt as if his tongue was a captive in the pussy because the cunt lips 
were grasping so tightly around the moist mouth muscle. 

When the boy tried to shove his tongue in and out of the pussy lips, he 
could scarcely move the invading tongue. The warm cunt felt as if it were 
hardened honey that was stuck to his tongue just the way that honey would 
stick to the ridge of the honey jar. 

But as the boy continued to flex and unflex his tongue in the cunt, even 
though he could not ram it in and out as yet, he felt that the muscles which 
were holding the pussy lips tightly together were beginning to relax. 

Soon it was easier for him to get his tongue in and out of the cunt and then 
he was rolling his tongue around and around. 

The boy was describing little circles with his tongue, travelling around the 
entire radius of her pussy and pressing against every bit of the woman's 
flesh as he went. 

He was learning more about a female's sexual responses from that little 
exercise than he had learned in his entire life. 

For one thing, he discovered how very responsive a woman's pussy flesh was. 
Each little bit of her vagina was reacting when his tongue would come in 
contact with it. 

When he would press his tongue against a certain spot on the woman's 
delicate pussy flesh, that bit of flesh would react and would press against 
his tongue. 

All around the circle of her pussy, he could feel a constant movement. It 
was as if the cunt flesh were actually filled with a thousand little fingers 
that were all responding wildly to every little movement. 

And everything was related. Each action resulted in and equal reaction 
somewhere else. 

After the boy had done that for a while, feeling that he had massaged the 
cunt very nicely with his tongue, he began to fuck her pussy with his 
tongue. 

His mouth muscle was sliding in and out of the hot hole and he was feeling 
the movement of the cunt walls as he went in and out. 

There was another amazing thing that the young boy was learning as he did 
that. He had been of the opinion that he needed to excite his cock in order 
to be excited. 

Now, he wasn't even touching his cock, but he felt an excitement in his 
tongue. His tongue was in contact with the woman's pussy and that held a 
special sort of thrill that was very different from any that the boy had 
ever imagined. 

Suddenly, it was as if there were some sort of nerve that went directly from 
his tongue to his cock. Bud couldn't have explained it, but for some reason 
eating the pussy of the gorgeous woman was making his erection stand out 
even harder than it had already been. 

Lorelei was lying on the bed, rolling her head back and forth and moaning in 
delight as she felt the wonderful things that the boy was doing to her cunt. 

Both of them were too engrossed in the wild pussy lapping session to notice 
that there was someone who was fiddling with the door. 

Besides, Bud's ears were blocked by the fleshy thighs of the luscious blonde 
woman! 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

The door handle moved once more! 

But Lorelei and Bud were too interested in what they were doing on the bed 
to notice that. 

Bud's head was pressed in as close to the woman's pussy as he could get, and 
his tongue was sliding in and out of her hot hole, feeling the moist pink 
flesh that was closing and opening in response to the wild thrusting of his 
anxious tongue. 

Meanwhile, Lorelei's long and elegant legs were reaching out. Her left foot 
was searching for a special goal. 

Eventually, after what seemed like wild thrashing about with her left foot, 
Lorelei found the goal. 

She was pressing her foot down against the young boy's roaring hard-on and 
rubbing it against the boy's body. 

The flesh on the sole of her foot was soft and warm and it felt wonderful 
next to the boy's hard cock. Perhaps it felt even better just because it 
wasn't a hand and therefore it was something different and exciting. 

There was a loud clicking and then the door to the bedroom opened. But 
neither Lorelei nor Bud had heard it. 

Skip stood at the door and just watched the scene that was going on. 

There was his beautiful blonde stepmother and his handsome younger brother. 
They were both naked on the bed and his brother was eating out the woman's 
pussy while she was pressing her dainty foot down against the boy's cock. 

When Lorelei opened her eyes and looked over toward the door, she cried out, 
"Oh good grief!" 

Bud looked up from what he was doing, unaware of what his handsome face 
looked like with the white cunt cream drooling down onto his chin. When he 
saw his older brother standing near the door he was also stunned. 

"What a pretty picture you two make." Skip said as he shut the door behind 
him. 

He then pocketed the credit card he had been holding as he walked closer to 
the bed. Bud, who was normally so reticent, now spoke up and said, "Hey, you 
opened the door with a credit card. That means you must have been spying on 
us!" 

"So?" Skip asked in a nasty voice. "You can tell dad about my spying and 
I'll tell him about the way you were eating the pussy of his new wife!" 

Lorelei's voice was deep and serious as she said, "What do you want?" 

Skip's eyes narrowed to thin slits as he said, "I want you! And I want you 
any damn way that I tell you to be!" 

Then he looked over at his younger brother and said, "You get out of here!" 

"I won't leave!" Bud said, ignoring his own hard-on as he stood up and faced 
his brother. 

"You better remember that I have something on you and I can get you in a 
hell of a lot of trouble with dad!" Skip said. 

Bud grabbed up his robe very slowly and then he turned and looked at Lorelei 
as if he wanted to apologize to her for walking out when his brother was 
threatening her so brutally. 

But the woman nodded to the boy and indicated that she understood that he 
had to go. 

Then he quickly rushed out of the room without even putting on his robe and 
without even looking at his brother. 

Skip was completely dressed and he was standing over the bed of his 
beautiful blonde stepmother and rubbing the crotch of his pants. 

"I figured that you married my dad because of his money." Skip said in a 
matter-of-fact tone. 

"That was not the reason why I married your father." she said vehemently. 

"Then why did you marry him?" 

She paused and then she said, "You wouldn't understand." This was not the 
moment to explain that she was a nymphomaniac who always wanted to have sex 
and that she had married his father because she thought that he could 
satisfy her constant craving. 

"There's one thing that I do understand!" Skip said, still obscenely rubbing 
his crotch. "I understand my hard-on and I understand that you can do 
something about it!" 

The woman was already naked on the bed and he could see how lovely she was. 
All of the pale flesh was revealed and the well-rounded breasts with the 
rosy pink nipples were exposed. He was particularly intrigued by the pink 
cunt lips and the blonde patch of pussy hairs that fringed it. 

Today would be a double-header for Skip! 

That same afternoon he had raped the black maid "by throwing her down on the 
floor of the laundry room. Now that he had found his stepmother in bed with 
his little brother, he was able to blackmail her into giving him sexual 
satisfaction. 

But now he would hot have to make it a rushed rape on the floor. Now he 
could linger over the pleasure of the occasion. He could make it slow and 
languishing and gloriously erotic. 

Lorelei was still on the bed. She was waiting for the boy to do something, 
but he was just standing there next to the bed. 

"Well." Skip said, impatiently. "I'm waiting for you." 

"Wh-what? What should I do?" 

He looked at her with great meaning in his eyes and he said, "I want you to 
serve me! You may start by stripping me!" 

The woman looked down at the floor. What could she do? 

Aside from all of the other good reasons that she had for following the 
boy's orders, she had one especially good reason and that was the fact that 
she was still horny. 

She was naked and this handsome sixteen-year-old stud was standing there 
right in front of her with his clothes on. He was waiting for her to undress 
him and the crazy part of it was that that was exactly what she wanted to do 
as well. 

Even though the boy thought that he was forcing the woman, she was anxious 
to have sex with him and to follow his command. 

She unbuttoned his shirt and as she revealed the smooth and slim and 
well-defined chest, she ran her fingers all over the boy's soft and tan 
flesh. 

Then she peeled the shirt off of his body and admired his lean and handsome 
build. 

Reaching for the buckle of his belt, she was actually shaking with 
anticipation as she opened the boy's dungarees and then unzipped his fly. 
When she revealed his white jockey shorts, the same shorts that she had 
sniffed the day that she had frigged herself, she could tell that there was 
a huge lump that was sticking up in the shorts. 

She worked the pants down the boy's slightly hairy legs and she could tell 
that in a few years his body would be covered with dark hair. 

When she had his pants bunched up around his feet, she began to work on his 
sneakers and then she pulled them off of his feet. 

Tugging the pants off,, she left the boy standing in his white underpants 
and his white socks. 

When she reached up to tug off his underwear, the boy slapped her hands. 

"Wh-what? I thought you wanted me to strip you." 

"Not with your hands!" he said. 

"What?" 

"Not with your hands!" he repeated. 

The woman still looked at him without comprehending what he wanted and then 
he elaborated by saying, "Use your teeth!" 

There was a pause and then she bent forward and tried to grasp the tight 
elastic waistband of his jockey shorts in her teeth. 

Her moist upper lip rubbed upwards against the flesh that was right above 
the waistband. There was a bit of hair that was in between the boy's belly 
button and his shorts and she felt the softness of that hair against the 
moist interior flesh of her upper lip. 

But then her teeth had a firm hold on the waistband and she was able to pull 
them a little away from the boy's body. 

Tugging them down, she managed to pull them one inch and then they snapped 
back against the boy's body. 

She got her teeth back into the waistband and she tried to pull them away 
from his skin again. 

This time she got them another inch, but she realized that they were still 
up around the curve in the back of his shorts. 

She was on her knees and she moved around to the side of his shorts. It was 
a simple matter to grasp the underpants in her teeth from the side and to 
tug them down an inch or two. 

Then she moved around to the back of the shorts and to the tight and trim 
ass of the boy. 

Her teeth actually rubbed against the boy's ass cheeks as she tugged down 
the shorts. 

Then when the top of his ass crack was already exposed, she made a point of 
taking a little nip out of the flesh of his ass as she grasped onto the 
elastic waistband and tugged it down around the tightly curved ass cheeks. 

Now the only thing that was holding the boy's underpants up was his cock 
that was still locked into the clinging front of the cotton shorts. 

She worked on getting her teeth back into the tight waistband of his 
underpants and she knew that her upper teeth were grating against the downy 
patch of the boy's brown pubic hairs as she did that. 

Then when she had the shorts pulled away from his body, she managed to pull 
them enough so that the thick shaft of the boy's cock would be free of the 
confinement of the underpants. 

When his cock jumped out of the shorts it slapped against the woman's cheek. 

Then he was able to let the jockey shorts slide down to the floor and he 
stood there in just the white socks that were filthy from his afternoon 
track practice. 

Now the woman was on her knees in front of him and she looked up at him to 
hear his next order. Even though she felt she could have predicted the 
order, she figured it would be better to let him make it than to appear to 
be too anxious. 

"Suck it!" he hissed. 

She was prepared for that. She opened her mouth and took the widely flared 
cock head in between her lips. 

Her tongue slid around and around the wide cock head in the manner of a 
serpent and then she let the cock slid all the way into her mouth. 

The boy shuddered as he felt the small and gentle tongue rubbing against the 
bottom of his cock head. That was the most sensitive bit of flesh on his 
cock and the experienced woman knew that. 

This was Skip's first blow job and it was wonderful. 

Lorelei's tongue was sliding and slipping all around the cock as she 
permitted it to move into her throat. 

When the cock head was slammed up against the back of her throat, she could 
feel the balls against her chin and she could feel the scratchiness of the 
boy's soft pubic hairs against her nose. 

Rubbing back and forth and back and forth, the cock kept sliding in and out 
of her mouth. 

It was a wonderful feeling and the girl was delighted with the thick slab of 
meat that she was sucking. 

She knew that the boy was thrilled over the notion that he was forcing her 
to do what she was doing and she did not want to destroy that notion for 
him. 

So, she just remained kneeling on the floor. She did not play with his balls 
or anything. She just permitted him to slide his cock in and out of her 
mouth. 

Then he commanded, "You can do better than that! I want you to keep your 
hands busy and your mouth busy, giving me satisfaction!" 

And so she reached up and she pressed his balls with her fingers. 

Her mouth was still sliding up and down along the wet shaft of his cock as 
she was playing with his balls and rolling them with her fingers. 

Then she decided that she would offer the boy a little bit of variety. 

She slid her mouth right off of the cock and she took his left testicle into 
her mouth. Meanwhile she ran her delicate fingers up and down the moistened 
and saliva-slicked cock shaft. 

Once she had the ball in her mouth, the boy immediately started to moan and 
she could feel the ball actually pull up toward his body as if it were in 
need of protection. 

She slid her mouth around and around the ball, pressing it up against the 
roof of her mouth with her tongue. 

Then as she began to open her mouth and let the testicle out, she took a 
little nip, careful only to get the wrinkled flesh of the ball sac between 
her teeth. She did not want to do harm to the boy's actual testicle with her 
teeth. 

Her tongue then thrust out of her mouth and she pressed the delicate and 
moist mouth morsel up in between the boy's left testicle and his left thigh, 
digging hotly into that area of flesh that is sweaty and tightly locked into 
his pants and shorts all day. 

She could taste that sweat and moisture and she knew that it was familiar. 

Although Skip might never know this truth about the woman, she had spent one 
afternoon frigging herself while sniffing at a dirty pair of his jockey 
shorts. Now that she was licking at the hot and humid flesh between his 
legs, she could taste the same flavor that she had smelled on his 
underpants. 

Her tongue pressed around so that it was behind his balls and it was 
actually holding up his balls. 

She had to kneel down in a very awkward position in order to lick at his 
balls like that, but she tasted the flesh that was between his balls and his 
anus and she knew that the boy was going wild with passion. 

He .had to clasp his legs together because he could barely stand what she 
was doing to him. 

Then he roughly pushed her away from him and he said, "That's enough!" 

She looked up at the boy a little sadly. She was particularly sad because 
the boy was incapable of even enjoying himself when it came to sex. He was 
not a kind person and he was not a nice person. Usually when people are that 
way they are also not happy people. 

Lorelei could tell all of this about the boy. 

He grabbed up some pantyhose that were on a chair and then he ordered the 
woman to lie on the floor. 

When he pulled her arms up above her head and began to tie her hands 
together with the pantyhose, she began to say, "Skip, that isn't necessary! 
I won't fight you!" 

"Shut up!" he snarled as he continued to bind her hands. 

"But, Skip, I want to fuck with you!" 

He slapped her beautiful face and then he sneered, "I told you to shut up!"
 By that time there was no chance for the woman to defend herself. Her hands 
were completely tied up and were above her head. 

His cock was still glistening from her sucking as he grabbed at her legs and 
pulled them up in the air. 

She was spread wide and she felt very uncomfortable. It was not that she was 
going to be fucked. She was just uncomfortable because she was completely 
out of control of her own fate. 

She could not even scratch her nose because the boy had tied the ropes very 
firmly. 

Unfortunately for the woman Skip had always been an expert at ropes when he 
was a boy scout and so he had tied excellent and unbreakable knots. 

His cock head was pressing against her pussy lips and she knew that the 
inevitable was about to happen. 

She was actually happy that it was about to happen. Remember, this was a 
woman who was always too hot for sex and she could never get enough. 

Now that the boy was pressing his cock head into her tight cunt slit, she 
could feel the juices steaming up inside of her. 

But then he slammed the cock in in one swift movement. He never gave the 
woman a chance to relax and he didn't even ease it in in a few movements or 
slide it forward gently. 

The only word that could be used for the movement that the boy used was 
'shoved'. He really did shove it into the woman so hard that after the whole 
length of his cock was inside of her pussy, his balls were still swaying 
back and forth and slapping against her ass cheeks. 

And then as soon as his cock was all the way inside of her pussy, he began 
to pull it out again. 

Skip was not content with just pulling out a few inches of his hard meat and 
then slamming it back into her cunt once more. He had to pull the entire 
length of the cock out of her cunt and then he had to slam the entire length 
of it back into her delicate love slit. 

He was immediately ramming into her body so hard that she could actually 
feel her shoulders moving backwards each time that the boy would press back 
into her. 

Since she was tied up as she was, she was completely unable to brace 
herself. 

And then she felt a wonderful moisture in her cunt. She could feel the pussy 
flesh wriggling and she knew that she was close to having an orgasm. 

The boy slid his cock right out of her cunt and then he grasped his own rod 
in his hand and began to stroke on it at the same tempo that he had been 
fucking the hot pussy. 

She cried out, "I was about to cum!" 

"Yeah!" the boy said, with a sinister smile. "I know that!" 

"But ... but, why don't you finish! I want to feel you shoot inside me!" 

He laughed as he felt his balls pressing against his body and he felt the 
cock juice rush up the length of his hard shaft and then go flying out of 
the end of his meat. 

The first load of gism splashed hotly against the girl's left tit and left a 
splotch of white right there. 

Then the second load of gism splashed against her right cheek and then he 
just kept shooting his hot white sperm all over the place, keeping a firm 
hold on his cock as he did so. 

When the boy had laughed, she understood just what he had been up to. He had 
purposely fucked her until she was just on the verge of cumming and then he 
had pulled out of her pussy so that she would be aching for satisfaction. 

She soon discovered that this theory was correct when the boy grabbed up her 
robe and tied up her legs with the filmy and silky robe. 

Now that Lorelei was bound hand and foot there was nothing that she could do 
to get free and, what was worse, there was nothing that she could do to 
satisfy the fire that was in her cunt. 

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked, her blue eyes wide as the 
handsome brown haired boy tugged his shorts up his legs. 

"Because I want to!" he replied. 

She watched his tight-ass moving in his clinging white jockey shorts as the 
boy walked out of the room. . , "How did you come to have so much hate in 
you?" Lorelei called out to the boy. She knew that he had heard her, but he 
had chosen to ignore that last remark. 

She had not merely meant it to be a vindictive thing that would get back at 
the boy for the discomfort and humiliation he had caused her. She had said 
it because she was really concerned about the boy's well-being and his 
happiness. 

The handsome middle son of this family had not done anything since she had 
arrived that had not been born out of hatred and disdain. 

She knew that there was a terrible volcano inside of the boy and that it had 
to be dealt with. She wasn't sure how. Did he need kindness or did he need 
cruelty? 

Lorelei was no analyst so she was not qualified to really answer that 
question. 

The woman did know that she had to deal with the boys and that she had to 
live in this house with them, so she realized that even though she did not 
have the proper credentials and the proper education, she really had to deal 
with the problems that were there. 

It was obvious that her new husband, who was the father of these boys, had 
managed to ignore them and the problems that they had. 

But now that she was tied up, hand and foot, naked on the floor of her own 
bedroom, she realized that something had to be done about the three boys, 
particularly about the surly and mean, Skip! 

Even though she was concerned about the future and she was concerned about a 
million things. At that moment there was one concern that was much more 
vital than any of the others. 

Her pussy was close to juicing up and since she was tied up there was 
nothing she could do to help to bring herself over the edge of orgasmic 
delight. 

She had never before realized just how dreadful it could be to be bound and 
helpless. 

The gism that the boy had shot on her body was now drying up into tight 
little pools that was making her flesh puckered and dry and pulling the soft 
white flesh tightly together. 

She wanted to be free of her bonds for just one moment so that she could 
wipe away the gism that was tugging on the flesh of her breasts. But she 
could not. 

The woman just had to lie there on the floor and suffer with the 
anticipation that was burning her up. 

She tried to press her legs tightly together so that the friction of her 
thighs could give some relief to her cunt. But somehow it was not the same 
as the satisfaction she was hungry for. 

Never before had she ever realized how wonderful it was to simply feel a 
hand at her cunt lips. She had frigged herself a thousand times in her 
lifetime and now that she could not frig herself, she thought that it was a 
torture she could not bear for another moment. 

Lorelei was certain that as soon as a finger even touched her cunt lips, she 
would have the orgasm that had been on the horizon for a long time. 

But what hope was there for her. She would just have to wait until Skip came 
into the room and untied her. That was, if Skip would come into the room and 
untie her. 

If the boy decided to really be vengeful and leave her there until someone 
else thought to check on her, things would get very complicated. 

Although she was trying her best to sleep, she could not. No matter what 
position she assumed, she was not comfortable. 

Lorelei was basically a sensuous person and the position in which she was 
tied, with her arms over her head and with her legs clasped together did not 
allow her any sensuous comfort. 

She always liked to spend her nights rolled up in a blanket so that she 
would have something to cuddle with. But here she was on the floor of the 
bedroom and she could feel the sweat that was forming where her thighs were 
clasped together. 

It was safe to say that she did not like any of it. 

And then the door of the bedroom began to. open slowly. Lorelei strained her 
eyes in the dark. Had Skip returned to ravage her further? 

But then as the figure approached, she could see that it was the bulky body 
of Bud. The moonlight through the window was glinting off of the boy's 
cornsilk blond hair. 

He leaned over and whispered, "Are you all right?" 

Lorelei actually began to laugh as she said, "No!" 

Fortunately, Bud was also an ace boy scout and he was very skilled at 
untying the same knots that his older brother was skilled at tying. 

When the woman was free, she stretched and flexed her long and elegant arms 
and then she turned her attention to the one spot in her body that had 
needed the attention for the longest time. 

As Bud watched her and saw that she was moving her hand down to her pussy 
lips, he touched her hand and asked, "Can't I do that for you?" 

"I should warn you that I'm right on the verge." 

But by the time that the woman had finished saying that, she already felt 
the boy's tongue pressing against her cunt lips and sliding up and down 
against the gates to her vagina. 

"Aaaarggghhh!" Lorelei screamed out. 

The boy knew that she was cumming. He quickly spread apart her cunt lips and 
slid his tongue inside of the tight and wet pussy. 

Then he was flexing and unflexing his tongue in a wild tempo as the woman's 
pussy was flexing and unflexing at the same tempo. 

He was trying to swallow up all of the cunt cream that was oozing out of the 
hot love slit. 

But he could not get it all. Her cunt was creaming wildly and her whole body 
was completely out of control, thrashing on the floor and rolling around. 

Even when she rolled over onto her side and even when she rolled over in 
such a way so that the boy was on his back and her body was on top of his 
face, he did not lose his grasp on the lusciously spasming pussy. 

His arms were tightly clasped around her well-formed thighs and his lips 
were up against her cunt lips while his tongue was latched deep up inside of 
her twat. 

When the young blond boy pulled away from the woman's snatch, she smiled at 
him and said, "Thanks, hon, I needed that." 

He was still licking his lips and trying to lick up the sweet and luscious 
cunt cream that had oozed down onto his chin. She could tell by the boy's 
smile that he had not considered the cunt lapping much of a hardship at all. 

Then she reached down for Bud's white jockey shorts and she could tell that 
his cock was like iron. She knew that the youngster deserved some good 
servicing after the wonderful job he had done on her twat. 

But then he interrupted to say, "What are we going to do about Skip?" 

"You see the problem too?" 

"It's like he has this anger at my father. And, I guess that that's 
justified. I mean, my father didn't want to take us and my mother didn't 
want to take us. My father always gives us the impression that he would be 
glad to get rid of us, but meanwhile he's so strict about our leaving the 
house or doing anything on our own 

"Well, even though he has this hatred for our father, he also seems to carry 
it over to everybody else!" 

"Everything that the boy does is mean!" Lorelei said, adding in her own 
thoughts. 

It was pretty obvious. Howie was just cold and clinical, and Bud was still 
too young to have let his household have any affect on him. But Skip, the 
middle son, had already grown nasty and mean about everything and he seemed 
to derive pleasure out of hurting people as he had hurt and humiliated 
Lorelei on that night. 

"I don't-know what we're gonna do about Skip. But we've gotta do something!" 
Lorelei said as she cuddled close to the Bud. . "Don't leave us." Bud said 
as he clutched Lorelei tightly to his body. 

And then as she felt more than the warmth of the handsome young body next to 
her, she realized that a great burden had suddenly been thrust upon her. 

Aside from the desirable young body that she had been aware of, she was now 
also aware of the young boy who needed love and warmth and affection. And 
she knew that that was the burden that was to be hers. 

She had stepped into the whole thing blindly, but she suddenly was aware of 
the fact that she really was a mother. 

Pressing the boy more tightly against her naked body, she ran her long and 
elegant fingers through his silky blond hair and he kissed her on the neck. 

There were many things that she would have to worry about on the following 
morning, but for now she could feel the boy's hard cock pressing through his 
jockey shorts and she knew that she had to deal with that. 

It would be a pleasure for her, she knew. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

It was fortunate that it was a very large house. 

The following morning it was a simple matter for the people in the house to 
avoid each other. 

When Skip suspected that Lorelei was in the kitchen getting her breakfast, 
he rushed out of the front of the house. When Lorelei thought that Skip was 
on his way toward the kitchen, she rushed out of the back of the house. 

Bud just sort of moped around the house, not able to find his way or to find 
anyone to talk to. 

And Howie avoided everyone. Even when he passed right through the parlor and 
his youngest brother, Bud, greeted him, he just kept walking and ignored the 
blond youth. 

Then when all of the boys had disappeared off to school, Lorelei was left 
alone in the house. 

She was beginning to discover the way that housewives dealt with their 
horniness. They did not have time to think about it! 

When she had lived a luxurious life in New York, she had grown horny in the 
middle of the afternoon and she had been able to concentrate on her sexual 
hunger and to be concerned about doing something on that matter. 

Now that she was concerned with all of the problems of her little family and 
her. large house, she wasn't able to dwell on her sexual concerns. 

Despite the fact that she had seduced her youngest son and had been raped by 
her middle son, she had to put sex out of her mind and worry about the 
immediate problems of the household. 

The first problem was that she had no cleaning woman there for that day. 

Lutie did not show up for work and Lorelei still did not know why the girl 
had walked out on the previous afternoon. 

When Lorelei called Lutie's number and asked why the girl hadn't come in to 
work for the day, the black girl replied, "You don't want to know!" 

"What do you mean?" Lorelei asked. 

"Just like I said. You don't want to know!" 

"I'd like you to come over here today and speak to me about this!" 

"No!" 

"What's going on?" 

The black girl was silent and then Lorelei said, "We still owe you pay for 
another half week. Unless you come here this afternoon to speak to me, you 
will not see any of that money!" 

Then Lorelei hung up the phone. She was sorry that she had been so mean on 
the phone, but she felt that she had to get the problem of the cleaning girl 
out of the way. 

She was so concerned with the sexual problems of the household that she 
didn't want to be concerned about the cleaning girl. She figured it was just 
something that she could be done with quickly. 

But when Lutie arrived at the house, Lorelei was in for some surprises. 

"Won't you come in?" Lorelei said, standing at the front door and ushering 
the black girl inside. 

But Lutie remained on the front porch and she said, "No, thank you!" 

"Then perhaps you'd just like to tell me what the problem is and why you 
disappeared from this house yesterday afternoon!" 

"Why don't you ask Skip?" 

"I'm in no mood for riddles. I just want the facts!" Lorelei had believed 
Skip's accusation that the black girl had left the house because of the new 
mistress of the household. 

Lutie said, "I will tell you the honest truth and then I'll leave here 
because you'll probably want me to leave." 

"Right now I just want to hear your story!" 

The black girl looked the blonde woman in the eyes and said, "Skip raped 
me!" Then she continued to tell the story of the way that the handsome 
sixteen-year-old had tossed her down on the floor of the laundry room and 
ripped open her dress. 

When she had completed her story she said, "I know the way that white folks 
are. I figure that you wouldn't believe a story like that coming from a 
black girl!" 

"I do believe you, Lutie!" Lorelei said softly. "You see, I have good reason 
to believe you! 

"And I know that we have to do something about Skip right now!" 

The black girl was stunned to hear this. She had expected an unkind 
treatment at this house. She had always known that Mr. Newberry had treated 
her like a trashy colored girl and she hardly knew this woman who was the 
new Mrs. Newberry. 

Lorelei looked at the black girl and said, "I want you to help me to teach 
Skip a lesson!" 

"What? What sort of lesson?" 

"That's what we have to work out!" the blonde woman said slowly. 

Over at the campus of the local college, Howie was walking out of his 
sociology class. Linda was trying to be very subtle as she walked beside 
him. " 

Then she turned to the side and said, "Oh, Howie, I didn't notice you 
there!" 

"Oh, hi!" he said, acting surprised. 

They both knew that it was an act. It was an awkward moment between them. 
And the awkward moment had been caused by the sexual barriers that existed 
between the two of them. 

Even though they had both enjoyed the date that they had together and they 
both enjoyed the fucking session that followed, Howie had a problem with 
that enjoyment. 

Howie believed that good girls did not enjoy sex and so he felt that he 
should not be going out with Linda. 

Despite the fact that his thinking really didn't make much sense, it was 
amazing the number of young men in America who actually thought along those 
same lines. 

As for Linda, she had been brought up with a new morality and she wanted to 
admit to enjoying the things that she really enjoyed. 

She knew that most of the girls in her dorm in school would go out with boys 
and would stop the boys from going all the way with them. Then the girls 
would return to the dorm and fingerfuck themselves as they imagined what 
they might have done with the boys if only they had been more daring. 

It was a self-perpetuating cycle and it was really very sad all around. 

There would be a girl and a boy and both of them would be just as anxious 
for a hot fucking session. But if the girl let the boy fuck her, he would 
lose respect for her and she would get a reputation. 

A great deal of the blame was really on the boys. If only they could have 
allowed girls to have pleasure in sex without giving the girls labels like 
cheap and trashy, then they might have been able to get more pleasure from 
the girls. 

But now that Howie and Linda were walking out of the sociology building 
together, they were both pretending that their previous date had never 
happened. 

And they both had the same reason for pretending that it had never happened. 
They were both horny. 

"Could I copy your notes from yesterday's lecture?" Linda asked the boy. 

He started rummaging through his book and then she asked him, "When is your 
next class?" 

"Not for two hours. I usually eat lunch now." 

"I'm over in Von Kleinsmid. Why don't we go up to my dorm room and I can 
copy them over right now!" 

"Sure." Howie said, shrugging his shoulders. 

The girl was allowed to bring male visitors to her dorm room as long as it 
was before nine o'clock in the evening. The school authorities were such 
fools that they thought the nine o'clock rule would keep the young people 
from fucking together. 

They might have been amazed to know that cocks and pussies worked just as 
well before nine o'clock as they did after that hour. In fact, now it was 
just one in the afternoon and Howie could feel his cock rising up in his 
tight denim pants. 

As she walked up the stairs that led to her dorm room, Linda could also feel 
the heat of passion rising up in her pussy flesh. Since she walked in front 
of Howie, he could see her well-rounded ass that was so tightly packaged in 
her slacks. 

The clinging panties that she had on were cutting little lines in the cheeks 
of her ass. 

Each time that she stepped up with her left leg, the leg opening in her 
panties would cut across the ass cheek on her right side. 

Then when she would step up with her right leg, her left ass cheek would 
show the panty line that all of the television commercials wanted to 
convince the girl was unsightly. 

As far as Howie was concerned it was not at all unsightly. He found the 
lines of her panties that were cutting into her round ass cheeks wonderfully 
erotic and he imagined what it would look like to have his teeth press in 
against the very same firm flesh. 

When they got to Linda's room, she turned to Howie and said, "My roommate 
has classes all afternoon!" 

"Great!" Howie said, realizing the intent of the girl having made that 
remark. 

She closed the door and looked at the boy. 

His face was starting to turn red as he said, "Would you like my notes now?" 

The girl shook her head. "You know that I don't care about your notes!" 

Howie stammered a moment and then said. "Wh-what do you want?" 

She sat on the bed and looked at him. "Haven't you ever been with an honest 
girl before?" 

His back bristled and he stood very straight as he said. 'Tin used to nice 
girls, good girls!" 

"Well, excuse me!" Linda said. "I suppose that you want to marry a girl who 
had always been a good girl!" 

"Yes!" 

"Then I hope for your sake that the girl was a liar!" Linda said, reaching 
into her slacks and rubbing her pussy lips. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"If you marry a girl who has gone around for years putting boys off and not 
putting out sexually, then there are only two possibilities. Either she 
doesn't like sex or she had been lying for years!" 

She just looked at him and he understood what she had meant when she had 
wished him a woman who had been a liar. It would be better to marry a girl 
who had lied than to marry a girl who didn't like sex. 

Howie had never thought in these terms before. 

He had just thought in terms of there being good girls and bad girls and he 
had forgotten that there was a great group in between of girls who lied 
about their true desires. 

And he had also neglected the fact that he liked sex very much and he needed 
a partner who wanted to have sex a great deal of the time. How could he be 
happy with some good girl who really did hate to have sex? 

But at the same time, he looked at Linda and he was embarrassed by the fact 
that the girl actually wanted to have sex and was not ashamed to admit to 
that. 

"I just wanted to give you something to think about." The girl was being 
very honest. "But I know that whatever conclusions you reach are going to be 
your own. If you decide that you're going to put me down because I admit to 
having a hot pussy, then that's your problem. 

"The only reason it would be a loss to me is that I enjoyed the fucking that 
we did and I would enjoy doing it again!" 

"You would?" Howie asked, as if the girl were giving him a piece of news. 

"Sure!" she said, grinning. "Why do you think I asked you up here? For the 
sociology notes?" 

Howie shrugged and blushed further. He really couldn't answer that question. 
"Well?" she asked him. Howie walked over to the bed and sat down next to the 
girl. He put his hand on her thigh and he ran his fingers up the inside of 
her thigh so that he was moving close to the girl's pussy. 

Linda spread herself out on the bed and she spread her legs. "Really do it 
this time, Howie. Really get into the sensual delights of fucking!" 

He climbed on top of her and she could feel the lump that was pressing in 
his denim pants. 

But she did not turn her attention to his crotch. She knew that one of the 
problems with inexperienced boys was that they were too often involved in 
the passions of their cocks and they did not pay enough attention to the 
other parts of their bodies. 

So, as Howie rubbed back and forth on the girl, she ran her hands along his 
back, pulling up his shirt and feeling the firm flesh of his well-muscled 
body. 

Then her fingers dug into the waist of his pants and she rubbed her hand 
back and forth until she had worked her way into his shorts where she could 
actually feel Howie's well-formed and tight ass cheeks. 

She knew that it was the boy's powerful thighs and his strong ass that made 
him such a good fucker. 

Meanwhile, Howie had reached up under the girl's blouse so that he could 
feel her beautifully fleshy breasts. He rubbed his thumb and his forefinger 
back and forth along her pink nipples and he could feel the heat and 
excitement that was running through the girl as her tits got harder. 

Peeling her blouse up, he revealed the milky flesh that was pulled' so 
tautly around the lithe body and he ran his fingers all over, tugging and 
nipping as he massaged the girl's skin. 

She unbuttoned his shirt so that she could feel the wiry black hairs of his 
chest rubbing against the silky smoothness of her own body. 

As her blouse slipped off, she pulled at the arms of his shirt. What did she 
care if the arms ended up inside out. She just wanted to get the boy 
undressed. 

This was unusual for Howie in a number of ways. Aside from the fact that he 
had never been with such a strong-willed girl who was so frank about her 
sexual desires, he also had never really been seen naked by a girl. 

Most of the times that he had made it with girls, it had been in his car, 
where the confined .space had made stripping impossible. 

On those occasions when he had managed to use the basement of his family's 
home for his seductions, he had always had the lights out when the crucial 
moment came. 

But now he was in this girl's dorm room in the middle of the afternoon and 
all of the lights were blazing. It was obvious that the girl wanted to see 
Howie naked and she was going to get her wish fulfilled because she was 
working toward that goal in a diligent manner. 

She reached for the boy's fly and she pulled open his pants and began to tug 
them down. 

Meanwhile, Howie reached for the fly of her slacks and found it was quite a 
chore to tug them down because they were clinging so tightly to her 
well-rounded hips. 

But the girl was anxious to cooperate. She lifted her lovely hips up from 
the bed, so that the boy could reach around her body and slide the slacks 
down off of her fleshy ass. 

When she lifted her body up, he could feel her crotch pressing up against 
his own hard cock that was still locked inside of his underpants. 

Then they both paused one moment so that they could each work their own 
pants down their own legs and get them out of the way. 

His jockey shorts were pressing against the satin fabric of her panties. Her 
panties felt slippery because of the shiny red satin that she was wearing. 

When, he ran his hand over the almost liquid feel of the fabric, the girl 
shuddered because she was feeling the other side of the satin pressing down 
against her soft patch of pussy hairs. 

One second later and something broke free in both of them. 

The two of them were rolling wildly around and around on the bed. They 
rolled so passionately that they soon fell off of the bed and onto the floor 
with a loud thud. 

But that did not cause either of them to stop what they were doing. They 
continued locked together in a luscious embrace. 

One of Howie's hairy thighs was pressed in between the girl's legs and he 
could feel her cunt lips pressing against his muscular leg and oozing out 
pussy juice. 

Meanwhile one of her well-rounded and milky thighs was pressed up against 
the boy's crotch and she could feel the churning of the testicles as she 
rubbed her body back and forth. 

As for his shorts and her panties, they had disappeared somewhere. Somewhere 
around the time that the two of them had fallen off of the bed, they had 
also managed to get completely stripped naked. 

But neither of them had even bothered to keep track of it by that time. 

They were both lost in the passion that was between them and they were both 
unaware of the room that was around them. 

Sometimes Linda was on top of Howie. That was unusual for the boy because he 
had been brought up only understanding the traditional positions of sex and 
he was not used to having a girl on top of him. 

But it didn't matter to him at that point. 

He was really letting himself go and just enjoying all that there was to 
enjoy. By that time he had forgotten the fact that he was naked in this room 
with this girl. The only thing that mattered to him was that he was sexually 
excited and she was sexually excited and they both had to do something about 
that. 

The pussy juice was already flowing out onto the girl's cunt lips and since 
her legs were spread, she was oozing out onto his thighs. 

And then the boy was sitting down and the girl had his cock grasped around 
its thick shaft. 

She spread her cunt wide and then she pressed her pussy against his cock 
head. Howie was amazed. The girl was sitting opposite him and she was 
sliding herself down on his cock. 

Her cunt was so heated up and was so wet from the excitement that she had 
been experiencing, that she felt the cock slip right into her without any 
trouble at all. 

And soon her well-rounded ass was down against the boy's balls, crushing 
them hotly. 

She rubbed back and forth against his balls with her bottom and then the boy 
began to press up and down into her pussy. t didn't matter that she was on 
top of him and that he was in a sitting position. The important thing to him 
was that his cock was hard and it was inside of a tight and wet cunt. 

Howie's thighs were strong enough so that he could actually fuck the girl's 
pussy even though she was sitting on top of him. 

She was delighted with the boy's skill. She was aware of the fact that she 
was introducing him to a new position and she realized how wonderfully 
proficient the boy was being. 

It took very powerful thighs to fuck a pussy while sitting upright. But he 
grasped the girl around the waist and he was holding her in position as he 
bounced up and down. 

And then he felt his cock being pulled up into the torrent of the cunt and 
he knew that the girl was cumming. 

Her pussy flesh was collapsing around the hard cock that was invading wildly 
into the hot cunt slit. 

And then he felt the wriggling moist flesh all around his cock and he knew 
that his cock was going to react to her cunt. 

His cock flared out much wider than it had been already and then he felt his 
cock head slap against one of the sides of her cunt flesh. 

His cock juice was splashing out and mixing with her cunt cream. 

Howie's arms were tightly wrapped around the girl's body and she was 
clinging on to him so hotly that her nails were digging into the flesh of 
his sides. 

And then they both collapsed into a lying position. 

When the boy had pulled out of the girl's pussy, he felt a flush of shame 
rushing over him. He didn't know exactly why. 

It was a combination of things that were hitting him all at once. He was 
embarrassed over the fact that he was naked and he was embarrassed over the 
fact that they were fucking in the middle of the afternoon. 

But most of all, he was very aware of the fact that the girl was a 'bad 
girl' who enjoyed sex and who enjoyed getting fucked. 

Howie, for all of his other sensible ways, was really quite a prude when it 
came to sexual matters. And prudery does not mix well with enjoyment. 

Since a prudish mind would not allow a person to really enjoy himself during 
sex, prudes would tend to try to keep other people from enjoying themselves 
during sex. After all, misery loves company. 

Howie turned away-from the girl and began to pull on his clothes. 

He had never felt this way on the other occasions when he had fucked girls. 
He was usually able to simply take the girl home and give her a good night 
kiss after their fucking. 

But in this instance everything was different. The other times the girls had 
always put up such a fight before they would finally give in and let him 
fuck them, that Howie would always feel that his guilt had been properly 
dealt with through the fighting and the efforts of the girl. 

He was not mature enough to be able to deal with a girl who wanted his cock 
and who was sitting next to him, her cunt dripping and a smile on her face. 

Back at the Newberry house, Lorelei, Lutie, and Bud were all together and 
they were waiting for Skip to return home. 

Lorelei was in the big plush arm chair and she was tapping on the arm with 
her manicured fingernails. 

What would this lead to? It would still be another two weeks before her 
husband would be home from his business trip. By the time that he returned 
home what would her position in this household be? 

And what would happen with Skip? 

She wasn't sure whether she was doing the right thing, but she did know that 
she was doing the thing that she had to do. The boy needed to be taught a 
lesson. 

Although he was strong enough to have subdued-any one of them, Lorelei felt 
sure that all three of them together would be able to give the boy a dose of 
the medicine that he needed. 

Bud knelt down next to the chair and he said, "You know we were pretty silly 
when Skip threatened us last night. We could" have told dad the same things 
about him. There was no reason that dad would have believed what he said." 

"Yes!" Lorelei smiled. "But we didn't think of that last night. Or maybe we 
just didn't want to think of that!" 

She wasn't sure what she meant by that, but she did know one thing for sure. 
This entire day she had not even frigged her pussy and she was aching with 
cunt cream. 

For a woman as highly sexed as Lorelei was, to have ignored her cunt all day 
long was amazing. But now that Skip was on his way home, she knew that she 
was going to get some pleasure from the boy's body. 

"Ma'am?" Lutie asked. "Are you sure we're doin' the right thing with what 
we're gonna do to that boy?" 

Lorelei smiled and then shook her head. She was not going to lie for the 
sake of assuaging the girl's conscience. 

"I know that the boy needs something," she said. "But I don't know just what 
he needs. 

"In the meantime, we have to do this as much for our own satisfaction. We 
all have a score to settle with that boy and this is the only way that I 
could think to do it." 

They all heard the sound of the front door opening and they all turned in 
that direction. 

Bud stood up and he clutched onto Lorelei's arm. The woman had come to mean 
a great deal to the handsome fourteen-year-old boy and he felt very 
protective of her. 

When Skip appeared at the doorway to the parlor he paused when he saw the 
three sets of eyes staring at him. 

Lorelei could not help the feelings that were steaming up inside of her. As 
she looked at the boy she remembered that she had been his victim the night 
before and she knew that she was going to make him into her victim. 

Her pussy was already juicing up as she watched his slender form standing in 
the doorway of the room, trying to look defiant but looking a little bit 
frightened as he checked out his adversaries. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

When the boy looked at the three people assembled in the parlor, he felt a 
chilling fear running through his body. He knew that the people assembled in 
the room all had something against him. 

His eyes caught Lorelei's and then he looked over at the defiant young black 
maid and then at his younger brother, Bud, who was also standing nearby. 

Then he turned away from them and started to walk toward the kitchen. 

"Please come in here, Skip." Lorelei called out. "We would like to speak to 
you." 

"I don't have anything to say to you!" the boy said, in a loud voice. 

Then he was standing by the refrigerator and he looked up and saw that all 
three of them were there by the kitchen door. 

"But we have something to say to you, Skip!" Lorelei said, narrowing her 
eyes to little slits and stepping forward very slowly. 

He backed away, but then the three of them followed him. 

"Now!" Lorelei cried out. 

And Bud and Lutie dashed forward toward Skip. When he turned to run he 
tripped over a stool that was standing in the middle of the kitchen floor. 

Then there were three people on top of him. His hands were pulled around 
behind his back and he was tied up. Then his legs were tied up and then he 
was rolled onto his back. 

"Wh-what do you want?" the boy cried out, his voice cracking. 

"We want to teach you that you can't go around mistreating people!" Lorelei 
said in a serious voice. 

Then Lutie began to unbutton the boy's shirt and reveal the slim and smooth 
chest that he had. She had seen his body the day before when he had raped 
her, but at that time he had been the one who was on top. 

She felt very good being on top of the boy and having him in her power, 
although she was sharing that power with Lorelei. 

Bud left the room. He had agreed with Lorelei that he was too young to 
participate in the brutalizing of his brother. Besides, he would have 
preferred to enjoy Lorelei's body, rather than watch her giving her body to 
his brother. 

While Lutie was working on the boy's shirt, Lorelei's long and elegant 
fingers were opening his jeans and tugging them down his legs along with his 
jockey shorts. 

Since Skip was tied up his shirt was still on his arms and his pants were 
still tangled up around his legs, but all of the parts of his body that the 
women cared about were exposed. 

Lorelei was pleased to see that the boy's cock was already hard. She ran her 
fingernails along the hard shaft of cock flesh and it leaped up into the 
air. 

"Now, before we do anything in terms of talking sense into you or teaching 
you a lesson, we figure that we ought to pay you back for what you did to 
us!" 

"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" the boy asked. 

"Nothing much worse than what you did to us!" Lorelei pronounced with a 
little smile. 

Lutie was already stripping out of her housedress. She peeled down her white 
panties and then she spread her legs and ran her fingers up and down along 
the already moistened lips of her pussy. 

She spread herself out over the boy's face and as he looked up and saw the 
black beaver that was spreading wide over him, he cried out, "I never ate a 
pussy! I ain't gonna eat a pussy!" 

""Tough titties, white boy!" Lutie remarked snidely as she plummeted down 
onto the boy's face. 

Her cunt was rubbing back and forth over his lips, but the boy was keeping 
his lips tightly clasped shut. 

Since the black woman's pussy was spread out so wide, her cunt lips were 
already open to the point where the moist part of her interior flesh was 
rubbing against the boy's lips. 

He was going to remain obstinate and he was not going to open his mouth. 

"He ain't givin' me no tongue!" Lutie announced. 

The boy felt the long and sharp fingernails of his blonde stepmother as they 
were rubbing against his balls. 

Then Lorelei pulled on the boy's balls and began to twist them around and 
dig her nails in more deeply. 

Skip could not help but cry out in pain when he felt the sharp fingernails 
digging into his balls. 

And as he cried out he could feel the moist flesh on the inside of his lips 
as it was coming in contact with the cunt flesh on the girl. 

Quickly he shut his lips. 

Then he felt the black girl's hot fingers pressing and grasping at his 
nipples. The blonde woman was still digging her nails into his balls and the 
two sources of pain were too much for the boy. 

"I wanna feel your tongue where it counts, white boy!" Lutie snarled. 

She was bouncing up and down on his face and finally he opened his mouth 
just a little bit and his tongue slid out of his mouth. 

As soon as the black girl felt the boy's tongue making contact with her cunt 
lips, she pressed herself down on him so that her pussy lips actually 
latched onto his tongue. 

Quickly he sucked his tongue back into his mouth and he got a taste of the 
black girl's cunt juice. Somehow it was hot and yet it was cool and 
refreshing at the same time. 

It wasn't nearly as bad as he had expected it to be. 

Wasn't it crazy that he had to be tied up and farced to get something that 
he actually ended up enjoying? 

As he ' felt the black girl bouncing up and down on his face and then he 
felt his stepmother's fingers playing with his balls, there was a rush of 
passion coursing through him. 

Then he thrust up his tongue and he began to shove it in and out of the hot 
pussy that was above him. 

The sides of his tongue were rubbing against the moist flesh of the girl's 
body and she was rubbing her thighs back and forth along the boy's face and 
neck so that she would feel the excitement even more. 

Skip started to flex his tongue back and . forth so that he would send jolts 
through the black girl's body. 

And then, even though he was blinded because his face was covered by the 
black girl's slender body, he could feel something new happening around his 
cock. 

The long and elegant fingers were around his cock, but he could also feel 
something moist that seemed to be grasping at his cock head. 

Lorelei was lowering herself onto the cock and her pussy flesh was 
surrounding the boy's hard meat. 

There was a warmth that was running through the boy's body as he felt his 
cock being warmed by the moist folds of flesh of the girl's pussy. 

Further and further he could feel his cock being wrapped up in the tight and 
humid cunt slit. 

And then he felt his entire cock covered by the pussy, as the woman lowered 
her body completely and rammed her ass down against the boy's balls. 

She began to fuck up and down on the cock and since the boy was tied up he 
was completely helpless. There was nothing that he could do to even buck his 
hips in tempo with the fucking. 

But as he felt the wonderful and warm feeling that was surrounding his cock, 
the thrill that was going through him made him eat the girl's pussy With 
even greater vigor. 

The black girl felt the difference in the boy's movements and she could tell 
that he was really enjoying what he was doing. 

That made the difference for the girl. She could feel the flesh inside of 
her twat wriggling and writhing and trying to catch hold of the boy's tongue 
as she bounced up and down on the moist mouth muscle. 

And then she knew that her pussy was going through the mad spasms that told 
her she was having her orgasm. 

Skip held his tongue still as he felt the cunt cream oozing out of the black 
girl's pussy. 

This was all still too new for him. He wasn't really sure that he wanted. to 
eat the cunt cream of the black girl and yet he knew that he didn't want to 
pull his tongue away from her. 

But since he just left his tongue inside of her cunt, he could feel her 
juicing all around him and he could taste the pussy juice that was dribbling 
into his mouth. 

Soon the black girl pulled up from the boy's face, but the other woman was 
still riding up and down on his cock. 

Having swallowed some of the cunt cream made the boy even more excited and 
seemed to send electric charges to his cock so that his meat got much wider 
inside of Lorelei's pussy. 

Then Lorelei felt a pulsing at the base of the boy's cock. 

And she slid right up and off of the boy. 

"What? Why did you pull off of my cock?" 

"Isn't that just what you did to me last night?" the woman asked. 

The boy did remember. He had tied up his beautiful blonde stepmother and 
then he had fucked her until she was just on the edge of having an orgasm. 

Then he left her on the edge of the orgasm and he left her tied up so that 
she could not even frig herself to the satisfaction that she was craving. 

Now Skip was the one who was tied up and he did not like it a bit. His cock 
just needed one more stroke to shoot out the load of cum that was still 
locked away in the boy's balls. 

But since he was tied up he knew that he was not going to get that stroke 
that he needed so much. 

He watched as Lorelei frigged herself, content that the boy was bound as her 
victim. 

Then when he looked up he saw that Lutie, the black girl whose pussy he had 
just eaten,-was fully dressed and standing over him. 

"I want you to look-at this girl!" Lorelei commanded the exposed and bound 
boy. 

"She works here and she is to have your respect as a human being. If I ever 
hear of another incident where you mistreat her, you will really be in pain 
because of it." 

The boy shuddered. 

And then a dozen images entered the boy's head as he imagined the tortures 
that Lorelei could conceivably put him through. 

He nodded and remained silent. Then Lutie left. 

"As for me!" Lorelei began, still frigging herself and lying next to the 
boy. "You accused me of marrying your father because I wanted his money. 
That was not true. I had plenty of money in New York and I also had my 
freedom, which for me was even more important! 

"Now suddenly I have all of this responsibility from being your mother, but 
if that's what I am to take on, then fine, I will do it. But I don't expect 
to put up with abuse from you on that score! I'll tell you the real reason 
why I married your father. I married him because I am very highly sexed and 
your father seemed like a man who could satisfy me. 

"Then I figured that when he went out of town I might be able to get 
satisfaction from you boys." She paused and waited for a reaction from the 
bound boy, but there was none so she continued, "Does this shock you? It 
happens to be the truth. 

"I like to get laid and I was hoping that you and I could get it on 
together. I would have liked to have made beautiful love to you. But you 
only wanted to force me. You only wanted to make it unpleasant." 

The boy tried to look away from her. He knew that she was speaking the truth 
and now he was embarrassed at the way that he had behaved. 

"You know what it is like to rape me and you know what it is like to fuck 
me. Would you like to make love to me?" Lorelei asked the handsome 
sixteen-year-old. 

He nodded, although he was too embarrassed to answer. 

Lorelei untied his hands and said, "Then meet me upstairs and we'll deal 
with that!" 

She left the kitchen. The boy was very confused, but he untied his feet and 
then pulled up his clothes and raced up the stairs. 

When he got to Lorelei's bedroom he saw that she was lying on the bed with a 
pink robe on. She was ready for him and his cock was more than ready for 
her. 

When they were both naked and on the bed, he clutched her so tightly that 
she could not tell which was his heartbeat and which one was hers. 

"Hold me!" he whispered in her ear. "Just hold me!" 

And when she pressed the naked body close to hers, she realized just what 
the boy needed. 

Skip, nasty kid that he was, really needed the same thing that' his younger 
brother needed, although Bud had been much more willing to be open about his 
needs. 

These youngsters had been neglected and unwanted for such a long time that 
they wanted some sign of affection in their lives. 

For Bud, Lorelei had been a wonder. She had saved him from growing into an 
unpleasant bastard like Skip or a cold and emotionless automaton like Howie. 

But for Skip she had arrived just in time. And she understood that now. 

The boy had become so unkind and so vicious because it was the only 
protection that he could think of. He knew that he wanted affection and 
warmth and since he did not expect any affection in his life, he turned his 
back on it. 

He had managed to fool the entire world into believing that he did not care 
for anything that was at all kind or loving. But he had not fooled himself 
through all of that. 

Skip knew what he wanted. He wanted the mother that he had never really 
known. 

And the boy might have spent the rest of his life turning people off with 
his viciousness and his nasty ways, when in fact he would be vainly 
searching for some beautiful woman with large breasts who would cuddle up 
very tightly to his body and hold him and keep him warm. 

But he was saved from that fate. Now that he was in Lorelei's arms, he had 
found that special woman, that kind woman. 

When she leaned down to kiss his face she could feel a moisture on his cheek 
and she realized that the boy was crying. He was not actually crying, but 
there were tears that were streaming down from his eyes. 

"You won't tell any of the other guys?" he asked, meekly. 

And she knew what he was referring to. She understood him very well. He was 
not talking about the fact that they were in bed together. He was just 
concerned about her revealing the fact that he had been crying. 

She shook her head. She wouldn't tell anyone that the nasty little son of a 
bitch who was so universally despised, had been crying in her arms, The two 
of them made love together that was so beautiful that even Lorelei, with all 
of her years of experience, had her breath taken away. She felt as if she 
had been fucked in slow motion. 

In fact, when Lorelei was in the bath after the fucking session with the 
boy, she didn't even feel a tingling in her pussy anymore. 

Skip had actually managed to put out the fire that had been blazing in 
Lorelei's pussy. At least he had managed to put it out on a temporary basis, 
which was more than most any other man could do. 

The woman had always considered herself a nympho because she always wanted 
to get fucked, even after she had just gotten fucked. And yet now she felt a 
certain satisfaction. 

It was nothing that she could measure with the length and width of his cock. 
And it could not be measured by the amount of time that he had fucked her or 
by the speed with which he had rammed his cock into her. 

But it was an indefinable thing that happened when they had been fucking and 
it had flicked a switch inside of the woman's body. 

And the switch told her that she could have been very happy and contented to 
have been fucked another time by the wonderful and hard cock, but at the 
same time she could have happily been satisfied with the one fucking that 
she had received. 

Perhaps it was just the fact that a strange sort of emotional bond had 
developed between the woman and the boy when they had been fucking. Perhaps 
it was the fact that she had kissed the boy's tear-streaked cheek that made 
the fucking that much sweeter. 

But then when she was in the bath afterwards another disturbing thought 
entered her mind. She thought about Howie. 

She had seen the terrible ways in which the two younger boys had been 
scarred by their household and by their father's cold ways. Howie was so 
much older than the other two that he must have been carrying the scars for 
a longer time. 

Since he was six when his mother had run away from the family, he was the 
only one of the three brothers who had really known her and who had any way 
of remembering her. 

That in itself must have been a terrible scar. He knew the rejection of his 
own mother. 

As Lorelei thought about this, she felt a pain in her heart and she knew the 
pain that the boy was feeling. 

Having stepped into this family as the stepmother to these three boys was 
quite a chore for her. It had turned out to have its advantages because the 
boys were all as sexy as their father had been. But, then again, it had also 
turned out to be a difficult and complicated thing. 

Maybe the things that she was doing were not the right things to do, but she 
was trying to accomplish what she could. . 

That night when the phone rang, Lorelei picked it up downstairs and she 
heard Howie's deep voice booming, "It's for me. Hang up the phone." on an 
upstairs extension. 

Something like intuition told Lorelei to stay on the phone so she pressed 
down the phone cradle and then she let it up again so that it would make a 
noise like the phone being hung up. 

"Why did you walk out like that this afternoon?" a girl's voice on the other 
end of the phone asked. 

"I don't think we have anything to discuss, Linda," Howie said in a curt 
tone. 

"Look! I like to fuck!" she said bluntly. . 

"Will you stop talking dirty?" 

"I do not believe that fucking is dirty. Maybe that's where we differ." 

"Look. You had told me that you were just inviting me up because you liked 
to fuck. So, why should I feel bad about having walked out after we finished 
doing it?" 

"You could have at least told me thanks for the use of the hall!" Linda 
shouted. 

"I don't want to have anything to do with you!" 

"And I just want to know why not!" Linda insisted. 

"If you want the truth, then I have to tell you that you are a bad girl. I 
do not wish to associate with trashy girls!" Howie said to Linda in no 
uncertain terms. 

"Am I supposed to feel terribly shattered now?" Linda asked. "Because I 
don't! After hearing what you have said; to me, I just feel sorry for you 
because you're such an ass hole!" 

And then Linda slammed down the phone. 

Lorelei waited until Howie had put down his extension of the phone and then 
she hung up the phone. That little bit of eavesdropping had given the blonde 
woman a great insight into the oldest of the three sons. 

The conversation that Howie and Linda had would have been looked on in 
different ways by different people. 

A woman who was very strict in her beliefs of morality and propriety would 
have felt that Howie was in the right and that his feelings toward girls 
with loose morals reflected a good fibre in the boy. 

But a woman who was sensible would have agreed with Linda that Howie was 
quite an ass hole. 

Just for your information, this author agrees with Linda also. A boy who 
does not approve of girls who enjoy sex, even though he would like to enjoy 
sex with them, is nothing more than an ass hole. 

Since Lorelei had already done so much to help the two younger sons of the 
Newberry family, she felt that she had to do something to help the oldest 
boy as well. 

But since 'Howie was in his shell and was so cold toward her, she could not 
imagine how she could go about doing it. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Howie was alone in the house and he felt a great horniness that was making 
his young cock swell up and fill up the front of his pants. 

At that moment the boy wished that he hadn't been so curt and final in his 
relationship with Linda. He wished that he could call Linda and feel her hot 
pussy around his cock once again. 

When the boy was horny he always wanted Linda. But then when he had already 
had his orgasm, he felt very moral and felt outraged by the loose morals and 
the sluttiness of the beautiful girl. 

It was a problem that was shared by many young men. Howie had not yet 
learned that the moments after sex, the moments when the body was drained of 
passion, were the most beautiful moments that two lovers could share. 

He had completely turned his mind off to the joys of sex and he was 
considering the whole thing a task instead. 

Sex was something that he had to do when his cock would bother him and get 
hard. It was something that needed to be taken care of. 

And that was exactly what was troubling him at that moment as he wandered 
around the house. He wished that he could at least keep some pornography 
around the house to satisfy his cravings in moments like these. 

But with his father and his snoopy brothers around the house, he knew that 
he could not even do that. 

As he went up the stairs of the house, on his way to his own bedroom, he 
passed the master bedroom and he saw that the bed was not made. 

Howie stepped into the room and saw that some of Lorelei's things were lying 
around on the bed. 

He could not resist the impulse to go closer. He felt his cock pressing so 
hotly against the inside of his shorts as he smelled the female aroma that 
pervaded the room. 

Having been brought up in a house with his father and his three brothers, he 
was not used to the smell of a woman. But he was delighted by the pleasant 
fragrance. 

It was not a perfume. It was all of the real smells of a woman. That 
flavorful aroma that a woman's stockings take on when she has worn them all 
day and the wonderful way that her panties take on the smell of her crotch 
and her anxious sweat. 

These were the things that Howie smelled when he came into the room. 

And when he got closer to the bed, he could not resist the impulse to pick 
up the stockings that were lying on the bed. 

Once he was running his hand back and forth along the wonderfully smooth 
fabric of the stockings, he felt his heartbeat quicken. He was alone in the 
house. What would it matter if he got the pleasure that he wanted to get. 

He plopped himself down on the bed and he could smell the fragrant aroma of 
his beautiful stepmother's hair. He knew that her hair had been on that 
pillow just a short time before and he rubbed his cheeks against the pillow, 
imagining that he was rubbing his cheeks against her hair. 

Because, Jhe truth of the matter, despite all of the animosity-he had shown 
the woman, was that he was very sexually attracted to his blonde stepmother. 

But, then again, that was something that Lorelei was aware of. 

She was not a dummy and she knew that sexual attraction was often translated 
into animosity when the person who was sexually attracted felt that the 
object of attraction was unattainable. 

The silly thing in this instance was that because Howie had kept his 
distance for such a long time, he had never become aware of just how 
attainable Lorelei, was. 

Lorelei had been especially turned on by the hulking black-haired boy, but 
she had never even had a chance to be alone with him. 

Howie felt cheated for having to attend the local college that was near his 
home. He made a point of spending as little time in the house as he could. 

While this made it easier for Lorelei to fool around with his two brothers, 
this made it more difficult for her to even get to know him. 

And yet, life is very strange. 

Howie was alone in the house and now he was fantasizing about having Lorelei 
near to him. 

When he was on the bed he was rubbing the silk stockings up along the side 
of his slightly unshaven face and feeling the delicate fabric rubbing 
lightly along the stubble of his cheek. 

Then he rubbed the stocking along his arm and along the hair of his arm. It 
was so soft that it was almost like a breeze that was whispering past him. 

He could not help what followed. He knew that he had to do it. 

Howie opened his pants and he pulled them down along with his shorts. Since 
his cock had been growing in his shorts, his erection was now full length as 
it leaped to freedom. 

Howie let the silky stockings slide sensually around his cock shaft. It was 
a thrilling thing that was sending chills through his body as he did it. 

When the sheer fabric slid around his balls, he felt a tingling that coursed 
up through his body. He wanted to reach his hand down to his cock so that he 
could jerk it off and feel the relief that he was craving. 

But he knew that his rough hand would have ruined the wonderful illusion 
that he was enjoying. 

Actually his hand was rather smooth because he was just eighteen and he was 
only a student. But compared to the stocking he knew that his hand would 
feel very rough. 

He began to use the stocking to jerk himself off. And as he did that he 
imagined that he was not manipulating the stocking. He imagined that Lorelei 
was there and that she was the one who was manipulating the stocking. 

The boy pulled his shirt up a little bit so that the fabric of the stocking 
could run through the hair on his lower belly. 

When he tugged the stocking through his thick and dark patch of pubic hairs, 
there was a wonderful feeling that ran through him. 

Then he wound the stocking loosely around his cock so that he could just 
feel the silky fabric making contact with his hard and thick shaft of meat. 

He did not stroke up and down on his cock. He stroked up and down on the 
stocking and he felt the delightful thrill of the silky fabric sliding and 
slithering up and down along the hard and hot flesh. 

Howie's eyes were closed as he felt the stocking moving along the shaft of 
his inflamed dick. 

He could feel his balls churning up and he felt them tightening up closer to 
his body. He knew that he was soon going to shoot his load. 

And then he heard something. He heard someone clearing her throat. Yes! It 
was definitely the sound of a woman clearing her throat. 

When Howie opened his eyes and saw that Lorelei was standing over him and 
looking at. him, he froze as he' was. 

Here he was on her bed with his pants down and with her stocking wrapped 
around the length of his hard cock. He was so petrified that he did not even 
move the hand that was wrapped around his cock. 

Lorelei was a bit embarrassed because she did not know what to say. On the 
other hand she did not want to let this opportunity pass her by. She had 
wanted a chance to seduce the handsome oldest son of the family and now that 
she saw the monumental proportions of the boy's erect prick, she was more 
anxious than ever to feel that prick for herself. 

The boy tried to pull up his pants and shorts, but he forgot to take the 
stocking off of his cock. 

"Don't!" Lorelei said. 

"Are you ordering me not to?" Howie asked her with apprehension. 

"No, honey. I'm just telling you that it's silly to be modest. I've already 
seen it." She wanted to add that she had already seen the cocks of both of 
his brothers, but she thought better of it. 

"What do you want from me now?" Howie asked her nervously. 

"What?" she asked, sitting down on the other side of the large bed. 

"You can get me in trouble. You can embarrass me for the rest of my life and 
get my dad to kick me out with what you've seen. You know that. It's silly 
for us to play games so just tell me what you want!" Howie said. It was 
clear how he had gotten the reputation for being the pragmatic one of the 
three sons in this family. 

"I want to talk to you and I want you to listen. That's what I want." 

Howie had unwound the turban that he had made of the stocking. 

He didn't tug up his pants and shorts because he figured that if the woman 
didn't mind seeing his naked cock, he didn't mind having it out. It gave him 
a thrill to know that she was looking at it and he was aware of the look of 
admiration in the eyes of the beautiful blonde. 

But he didn't understand why she wanted to talk to him. 

"Honey," she began, pressing her fingers on his arm. "I've discovered some 
terrible things since I've been here. I discovered that both of your 
brothers have been scarred because of their need for love. 

"And I can't help but wonder about you. You're the oldest and you had the 
longest time to get the scars." 

Howie blinked slowly and said, "I'm completely together. I'm not troubled 
about anything." 

Lorelei could not help but smile as she said, "There's a little problem with 
saying that.' It's sort of the catch twenty-two. None of us is completely 
happy and completely sane. It's only the ones who are in really bad shape 
who would claim that they are completely sane." 

Howie looked away from her. Her reasoning might have been a bit convoluted, 
but it was hitting too close to home for the boy to be comfortable with it. 

"Do you enjoy sex?" she asked him. 

"Sure!" Howie said, very defensively. 

Her eyes met his as she said, "There are some boys who claim to enjoy sex, 
but they find that they have to get drunk or stoned in order to do it. They 
find that they resent the girls who fuck with them. And they find that the 
moment after they've had their orgasm, they are filled with revulsion over 
what they've done rather than a feeling of the beauty of what they've done." 

Since her eyes never left the boy's eyes in all that time, she could clearly 
read his answer. She knew that he was one of the people who did all of the 
things, that she had enumerated. 

Actually she had already known that from the things that Howie had said in 
the telephone conversation she had listened in on, but she had not wanted to 
reveal that indiscretion to the boy. 

The boy's dark eyes that always seemed so forbidding and cold to her now 
took on a different look. 

His eyes were growing moist and they looked like the eyes of a lost puppy. 
She was sure that this big masculine boy of eighteen was about to cry. 

She pressed her body tightly against his body and she said, "Just remember 
one thing, Howie. Remember that you're a wonderful person and that you 
deserve to be loved!" 

His voice was harsh and mean as he said, "Then why didn't my mother love me? 
And why doesn't my father love me?" She was shocked by the sound of his 
voice, but she knew that his questions had merit. 

Pulling away from him, she looked into his eyes again, but now she knew that 
he was the one who was examining her eyes instead of the' other way around. 

"I don't know the answer to that question, Howie. All I know is that your 
momma had a mother and father. If she turned out to be a screwed up lady who 
couldn't deal with the responsibilities of being a mother, then it wasn't 
your fault! 

"And your father had a mother and father who made him into the kind of man 
he is today. Maybe he's a lot like you are and maybe if someone had taken 
him in her arms when he was eighteen, and told him about love and held him 
tight, then he wouldn't be the way he is now! 

"Maybe he would know about love!" 

Howie kissed her passionately. 

Lorelei had not known a thing about psychology when she had started that 
conversation and she still would not have claimed any knowlege on that 
subject. 

It can be very dangerous when an amateur dabbles in analysis. The human mind 
is a fragile thing. But the things that Lorelei had said and done did not 
really lie within the realm of analysis. She merely gave this boy the 
reassurance that he needed. 

She knew that his mother had left when he was young and that his father 
considered him a burden. All the years that he was in school he bore the 
stigma of being the son of the richest man in the town, and he always felt 
suspicious of anyone who wanted to befriend him. 

This was the first time that anyone had sat down with the boy and told him 
that he was a good person. 

She knew that there was something basically wrong with the boy because of 
the way he had immediately been suspicious when she had walked in on his 
jerking off. 

Howie had always assumed that whoever was around him was after something and 
when this beautiful blonde stepmother had moved into the house, he had 
assumed that she was after something as well. 

He had not realized that what she was after was his cock! 

As she climbed onto the bed with the boy, she rubbed her body against his 
and he felt the well-rounded ass cheeks of the woman through the fabric of 
her suit. 

He rolled on top of her and she could feel the moisture dribbling out of his 
cock head and onto her suit. 

That was when she decided that she had better take off her suit before she 
got it all messed up. 

And then, naked together, the two of them shared a wonderful roll around the 
bed. 

Once Howie had cum, she did not permit him to turn away and get dressed. She 
remained on the bed and pulled the boy close to her. And she began to talk 
to him, teaching him that the moments following the orgasm were beautiful 
sharing moments. 

"I have a feeling that you're the kind of boy who is pretty harsh to the 
girls who are free with their bodies," Lorelei said as she shared a 
cigarette with Howie. 

He blushed and looked away from her as he said, "I guess you mean the bad 
girls in school." 

"Some people have a lot of sexual hunger and some people don't." Lorelei 
said in a reflective way. 

"I know that I have a lot of sexual hunger." 

"Then don't you think that you should find a girl for yourself who also 
has-a lot of sexual hunger?" 

Howie pulled away from his stepmother and he picked up the phone. Dialling a 
number that he already knew, he waited for it to ring a few times and then 
he said, "Hello, Linda? This is Howie." 

It was obvious that the boy listened for a moment and then said, "I called 
to apologize to you and to ask you if you'll go with me to dinner on 
Saturday evening!" 

Lorelei looked up at the ceiling. She knew that she had done a good job with 
the boy. 

When he was off the phone she smiled at him as he said, "I'm sorry. I know 
that it was rude of me to do that. But I felt that I had to make that call 
right at that moment!" 

"I'm glad you made that call!" she said. "It made me feel good to, hear it." 

Then, with the naked eighteen-year-old boy's arm around her shoulder, she 
said, "I have a notion that boys who don't like loose girls are boys who 
don't think much of themselves. It's as if what they're saying is that if a 
girl is willing to put out then she can't be worth much. 

"But by saying that, then they're saying that they're not worth much 
either!" 

But as Howie was listening to that last statement, something else attracted 
his attention. He realized that both of his younger brothers were standing 
by the door to the bedroom. 

Howie tried to cover over his nakedness and the nakedness of the beautiful 
blonde woman. The boy's face was red and he was absolutely frantic. 

He could not understand why, one moment later, all three of them were 
laughing merrily at his expense. 

"What? What's going on?" Howie asked, getting a little angry. 

"I suppose I forgot to tell you that I had already fucked with both of your 
brothers, Howie!" 

Howie's eyes widened as he looked at his beautiful stepmother and then he 
looked at the two handsome teenaged boys. For a moment he felt jealous that 
his younger brothers had managed to get at Lorelei before he did. But soon 
enough he was laughing along with the rest of the family. 

And when Lorelei winked at the two younger boys, they started to pull off 
their clothes so that they could all join in on an orgy. 

Lorelei was in charge of organizing everything. She placed Bud at her pussy. 
Since he was the youngest and had been the first one she had fucked with, 
she felt that he should get the first crack at her pussy during their orgy. 

His broad young cock was pressing into her juicy hole. Since she had just 
been fucked by Howie it was simple enough for her to take in the younger 
boy's dick. 

Bud felt the walls of moist flesh parting with the intrusion of his cock. 
And he could feel the way that the contact with the pussy was making his 
cock nice and warm. 

Skip was a little surprised by Lorelei's plan for him. She wanted to have 
that boy fucking her ass hole. But he had never even heard of such a thing. 

She placed him in the right position and she handed him some of her hand 
cream and told him to use his instincts and his imagination. 

Then she turned her attention to Howie and she placed her lips around his 
broad cock head and sucked in the entire length of his hard meat. 

As she was sliding her face back and forth on Howie's fuck-pole she could 
feel the hard cock of Skip pressing against the crack of her ass. 

Then when Skip found her tight anal opening he pushed forward and thought 
that it was going to be completely impossible to do. 

His flared cock head "entered her tight anus with a pop and then he found 
that the rest was pretty simple. 

Since Bud was already fucking in and out of the woman's pussy, he was 
actually helping his brother's ass fucking efforts. Each time that Bud would 
push his cock forward and ram the whole length up into the pussy, he would 
also be pushing the woman backwards onto his brother's dick. 

So that soon enough Lorelei had both of the cocks inside of her body. And 
she could fee! the hard dicks both ramming against the center of her body. 

In fact, when Bud rammed his cock in at the same time that Skip rammed his 
cock into her, she could feel each cock rubbing on a different side of the 
thin membrane that was inside of her body and she could feel them ramming 
into each other and threatening to rip the membrane apart. 

But she knew that it would not rip apart. Lorelei knew that this was what 
her body had been made for. She wanted to have all of these cocks shoving 
into her at the same time. 

And while all of this was happening she never stopped moving her lips back 
and forth along the hard cock that was so luscious in her mouth. 

And then she felt Bud's cock expanding out even thicker than it already was. 
It was filling up her pussy and pushing her cunt flesh wide apart. 

The boy's soft patch of pubic hairs were rubbing up against her own blonde 
pussy hairs as he slammed into her as hard as he could. 

And then that slam made her whole body tense up. Skip, who was fucking in 
and out of the woman's ass hole, felt the wonderful tightening of the 
woman's anal opening. 

That tightening was draining the juice right out of his body. 

And when both of the younger boys were ramming their cocks and shooting 
their juices into the woman's body, her tongue and her lips went wild on the 
older boy's cock. 

Soon there was a load of juice that was spilling down Lorelei's throat and 
she was swallowing it up as fast as she could. 

The young woman had always dreamed of just such a life. A life in which she 
would have young and ready cocks that would be able to service her as much 
as she wanted to have them. 

She was swallowing the cum that was dribbling quickly down her throat and 
she could feel the cum that was splashing up into her ass and the cum that 
was shooting up her pussy. 

And then she heard a voice saying, "What the hell is this?" 

"Father!" Howie cried out in a weak voice, breathless because his stepmother 
was swallowing down all of his juice. 

Each of the three boys hurriedly got disengaged from the woman's body and 
they all pulled away nervously and tried to grab for their clothes. 

"Stay right where you are," Richmond commanded. 

The man was still in his business suit and he had his attache case at his 
side. He had come home early as a surprise for his young bride. But the 
surprise was 'more than he had expected. 

His face was red and she could see that he was completely livid and furious. 

"I will divorce you!" he screamed when he noticed that Lorelei was the only 
person in the room who was perfectly calm. 

"Don't be silly, honey. I'm leaving here anyway." Lorelei said. 

"You can't leave!" Bud cried out impulsively. 

Richmond came forward and was about to strike Bud, but suddenly Skip and 
Howie stood up and pushed their father back. It was the first time that the 
three brothers had acted as a unit, the first time that two of them had 
acted to protect the third one. 

And that was what told Lorelei that it would be alright for her to leave the 
family. She knew that she had done all that she could do for them. 

Richmond was shocked by the rude rebuff that he had received from his own 
sons and he looked back at Lorelei. "What sort of evil have you been working 
around here?" 

"It's called love, honey. You ought to try it sometime. It works wonders and 
these boys were starved for it." 

She began to put on her clothes as she continued, "It was seeing what you 
had done to your three sons that really made me see the kind of man you 
were. 

"I don't care if you didn't want these boys and if you didn't like them. But 
as a father you had no business to let them know about that!" 

"I see that you gave them plenty of love!" Richmond said sarcastically. 

"I like the physical delights of pleasure and love. And these boys are all 
as good as you are at giving me that. But they also have the potential to 
grow up and be wonderful, loving men. You are past that potential now." 

Lorelei pulled up her panties and she looked the man in the face as she 
said, "In other words, honey, You are a lost cause!" 

Although the boys were all heartbroken at losing the woman, the end of the 
story was not all that sad. 

Since the boys all gave evidence at the divorce proceeding that made their 
father out to sound like a liar, Lorelei was awarded a wonderful settlement. 
In fact, it was enough of a settlement so that each time Richmond would 
threaten to cut one of the boys off financially, that son could threaten to 
go to Lorelei for money. 

And now that the boys were all friendly, Richmond could no longer threaten 
to cut one out of his will and leave his money to the other two. The boys 
had made a pact that they would split-everything evenly anyway and that took 
away all of the power that their father had wielded over them. 

But there was something that was more important than money and it was 
something that Lorelei had taught to the boys. Each of them knew that there 
was love in the world and each of them knew that they were worthy of being 
loved. 

Then there was a day ten years later that Lorelei was at the gambling tables 
of the Yugoslavian island of San Stefen. Now that she was in her early 
thirties she was even more beautiful. 

She had never been one of those trifling beauties. She was a truly elegant 
beauty and she aged very well. At thirty-four, she was a fabulous and 
gorgeous woman. 

A handsome and suave young man at a nearby table sent his card and a bottle 
of champagne to Lorelei. When she turned to wink at the young man, she found 
that he was in his middle twenties and he had some brown hair that fell 
across his forehead. 

Somehow he was strangely familiar. When she looked at the card, she saw that 
it said, "Augustus Newberry". 

Lorelei furrowed her brows and said, "Augustus?" 

And a voice from behind her said, "Why do you think they called me Skip?" 

She looked up just as he was leaning down and their lips met in a kiss that 
was so sensual that it even shocked the people on San Stefen. 

They were each barely smiling, but they knew that they were happy looking at 
each other. He moved a little closer to her and said, "I've been looking for 
you!" 

"For ten years?" she asked, startled. 

His hand was on her shoulder and he looked into her eyes as he asked, "Can't 
we go someplace and talk?" 

She nodded quickly. 

As the handsome young man escorted her out of the gambling casino, she knew 
that all eyes were on them. They made a beautiful couple. 

Even though everyone could tell that she was a little older than he was, 
that didn't seem to matter. His short brown hair was still a little bit 
shaggy on the forehead, and that gave him a boyish look that contrasted to 
the elegant and worldly look that Lorelei had refined even further. 

"Isn't it funny!" he remarked. "The last time that I saw you, I was sixteen 
and you were twenty-four and you seemed like such a wicked woman for 
seducing me. But now that I'm twenty-six and can take care of myself, it all 
seems very right!" 

Lorelei smiled and looked out at the view of the Adriatic. Then she leaned 
against the terrace and said, "Now tell me about that line that you pulled 
on me!" 

The young man's face grew very Serious as he said, "Maybe I haven't been 
looking for you for ten years. But there were times over the years, times 
when I would find a woman and like her and then feel disappointed in what I 
had found, and those times I would think of you 

"Maybe they were all girls and what I really needed was a woman!" 

"And what happens," Lorelei asked, "If you feel disappointed now that you 
have found me again?" 

He moved closer to her and said, "Then tomorrow I shall just have to go out 
and look for someone else!" 

When the young man embraced her Lorelei remembered a curious thing. She 
remembered the time that the boy had fucked her ten years earlier and she 
remembered the contented feeling that she had had in her pussy. 

Ten minutes later the two of them were up in Lorelei's room and they were 
drinking champagne. 

His dinner jacket fell away and her gown unzipped. Then they were rolling 
over and over on the large and luxurious bed. But somehow the bed was not 
large enough. Soon the two of them were on the fur rug that covered the 
floor. 

And when they were naked together and he was pressing her in his arms and 
rubbing his face against her smooth flesh, he asked, "Do you remember the 
first time that we ever fucked?" 

She nodded and he could feel the movement of her reply. She remembered the 
way that the young boy had been crying for joy, the joy of knowing that 
someone loved him and that a beautiful woman was holding him very tightly. 

He slipped his cock into her pussy and then she felt him ramming in and out 
of her hot hole. 

Through all of the intervening years, she had been fucked so many times by 
so many men, and yet there was something familiar about this. 

Even though this was a man of twenty-six who was worldly and experienced, 
the woman could still remember the inexperienced boy he had been at sixteen. 
He had been a boy who was full of hatred and she had taught him how to love. 

Now he was back, returning that love to her and now she was the one who was 
weeping. 


THE END
