THE LUCKY DOG
By Bobijo James


Foreword

For the past several years, sociologists, psychologists and psychiatrists, along with
church-appointed investigators, have been scurrying to and fro across the face of our
nation attempting to find the root cause of the new "sexual freedom," and to determine
what effect it is having on the youth of today.
Ironically, one of the most disturbing revelations these researchers have come across is
the staggering incidence of interfamily intercourse, incest, sodomy and all-out orgies.
It seems almost redundant to point out here that this supposedly astonishing finding is
about as surprising as headline banners in tomorrow's newspapers announcing the
discovery of the wheel.
Since the time of the cave man, sexual intercourse and all its deviations has been
practiced among family members. Factually, it wasn't until the most recent years that
incest and related acts were considered either illegal or immoral.
Not too many years ago, in the European and Mediterranean areas which were
populated by supposedly enlightened people, marriage or even adultery within a family
was not only accepted but openly praised. Brother and sister, niece and uncle, and
especially cousins were encouraged and even aided to experience the delights of sex
together.
Unfortunately, first the church then the law makers (under influence of the church
leaders) began making civil and religious laws banning such intercourse. Sex, they said,
should only be practiced between two totally unrelated individuals. Any other sexual
activity, particularly between close family members, was not only criminally unlawful
but would bar entrance to heaven forever.
Be that as it may, many people couldn't read the new laws. And even if they could,
many were out of touch with society and they made their own rules as to what they
should or should not do.
At the time the United States was settled, and the lack of available sexual partners was
critical in the new land, our forefathers naturally turned to whomever was at hand in
order to satisfy their intrinsic urges. And, in many cases, that person was a sister, aunt
or cousin.
Though there is certainly no lack of able or even willing partners today, the common
bond that holds a family together is the same bond that makes them feel comfortable
and secure in taking each other as lovers. Their natural close proximity to each other,
combined with the honest affinity they feel towards members of their own blood,
provides a fertile base for mutual sexual gratification.
Living closely together, quite often in the same house, it is ridiculously easy to find an
opportunity to experiment, seduce and even conquer a member of even the immediate
family. And current researcher's records prove that such activities are occurring daily
across the length and breadth of our land.
In Bobijo James' The Lucky Dog we find a well-told tale of how close members of a
family can find themselves caught up in clever affairs, and finally intensive, soul-searing
orgies.
DONNA PROCTOR is intent on seeing her young, beautiful, and deliciously shaped
daughter PAM make it as a movie star. Totally dedicated to this end she vows that
nothing, not even prostituting herself or daughter, will stand in the way of the girl's
success.
When her two pre-teen nephews are left in her care, she is at first afraid they will
impede her actions and possibly distract her daughter. But she soon finds the boys a
distinct asset... particularly in regard to her own sexual gratification.
Add a lecherous agent and a young neighbor couple who are swap fanatics and you
have all the ingredients for a story that is guaranteed to remain in your hands until you
have reached the final spine-tingling page.
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Chapter 1

Wringing her hands and shifting uncomfortably in the chair, the attractive older
woman watched nervously as the man stood up slowly behind the desk. A leer twisted
the lips on his handsome, rugged face as he unbuttoned his coat and shrugged it off.
Her gaze dropped to the huge bulge at his fly as he draped the coat over his chair and
walked slowly to the door. The sharp click of the lock snapping seemed loud in the
otherwise silent room.
"I'm glad you've seen the light, Donna," he said, sliding his zipper down over the
protrusion as he walked toward her. Stopping directly in front of her chair, he reached
into the opening of his pants, fumbled for a moment, then brought out a huge, hairy
shaft.
Donna sucked in her breath when he released his prick, letting it throb openly as he
aimed it at her face. She had never seen a cock so large. The swollen purple head
gleamed where the foreskin had rolled back, and beyond that the immense tool was
covered with black, curly hair.
"Oh, God, Lester!" she gasped, unable to take her eyes from the jerking tool. "What...
do you want me to do?"
"You name it, baby," he replied hoarsely. "Why don't you just suck it? That way you
won't have to take your clothes off."
She looked up at him with terror-stricken eyes. "Oh, Lester! I couldn't do that! Please
don't make me! I...!" Her head dropped again and she eyes his pulsating tool. "Oh, my
God!" she moaned.
"Suck it, baby!" he rasped, stepping closer and putting his hands on top of her head,
burying his fingers in her dark, graying hair. "Go on! You know you want to! Put your
lips around that prick and suck it!"
A dry sob choked her throat. Then she leaned forward under the gentle pressure of his
hands and placed her full lips on the hot tip of his throbbing piston. A droplet of cream
oozed from the slit in the end, wetting her lips. She whimpered, then reached out to
grip the base of his staff as she opened her mouth to engulf the huge member.
"Oh, Jesus, baby!" Les groaned as he looked down and watched his cock disappear
between her warm lips. "Uuunnnggghhh! Suck it, baby! Suck it! Aaarrggghhh! Jesus
Christ! Do it good, baby!"
"Uuummm! Uuummm!" Donna's entire body quivered as she began nodding slowly on
the fiery prong. Milk was seeping into the folds of her cunt as she rubbed her tongue
around the hard rod. She simpered softly, then slid off the chair to her knees, gripping
the back of his thigh with her free hand as she began bobbing her head quickly,
puckering her cheeks as she applied suction to the huge dick. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Oh, God, baby!" he grunted, hunching forward to fuck her slurping mouth.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!" His eyes were closed and the tendons stood out on
his neck as he pumped his cock into her face, matching her bobbing motions.
"Wwwhhhuuunnnnggg! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg!"
Her mouth made wet slurping sounds as she tugged and pulled on the rigid shaft. She
was squirming and wriggling her ass, moaning urgently as she tried to pull his boiling
cum forth. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
"SUCK IT, BABY!" he gasped. "BLOW ME! BLOW ME! SUCK IT OFF! OH, SHIT!
CHRIST, WHAT A MOUTH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH! I'M
GONNA BLOW, BABY! I'M GONNA BLOW! UUUNNNFFF!"
"UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" She was matching his thrusts with her greedy mouth,
trembling and vibrating as the hairy cannon, wet with saliva, slid easily in and out of
her puckered lips.
"NOW, BABY! NOW! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Donna felt his tool swell and was already swallowing when his pecker erupted in her
mouth, squirting hot cum in jets and spraying her tonsils. But even though she worked
her throat quickly, the seething liquid filled her mouth and seeped from the corners of
her lips. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
Les heaved a sigh and stepped backward, sliding his dick from her hot mouth. He
reached for his handkerchief and wiped his dong carefully, dabbing at the last drops of
cum as his tool began wilting.
Donna bowed her head, swallowed hard several times, then reached for her purse on
the floor next to the chair. She took out some tissues and wiped her mouth and chin,
then got to her feet unsteadily and sank down into the seat.
"Is that all you wanted, Lester?" she asked quietly, not looking at him.
"That'll do for now." He stuffed his limp cock back into his pants and pulled his zipper
up. "Christ, you give a good blow-job!" He chuckled, then went around behind the
desk and began putting his coat on. He seated himself then lit a cigarette.
"I hope you're going to keep your word," she murmured softly, still averting her eyes.
"I've never done that to a strange man before. I'd hate to think I did it for nothing."
Lester leaned back in his chair and smiled, "Now, Donna. I told you I couldn't
guarantee anything. All I said was, that I would try my damnedest. I've told you several
times that beautiful young girls are a dime a dozen. It's the promotion that counts."
Donna turned to him quickly, her eyes blazing as she looked at him across the desk.
"Don't give me any more of that crap, Lester. You know Pam has got what it takes. If
you'll do your part, she'll do hers. I don't want to hear any more excuses."
"Calm down, calm down. I didn't say it couldn't be done. I just said it was going to be
hard. You can't promote a kid like that overnight. You get me those promotional
pictures I asked for, I'll make sure they get in the right hands. Just remember, I'm only
an agent, not a miracle worker."
"After what I just did to you, you'd better start being a miracle worker!" she said hotly.
"I didn't suck your cock for nothing! And I want to see some results!" She snatched up
her purse and stood up. "I'll have those pictures for you in a week. Then it's up to you."
Lester nodded as he leaned forward to place his arms on the desk. "All right, Donna.
All right. I'll give it everything I've got. Just make sure she looks sexy. That's all they're
buying these days. I'll guarantee an audition for her, but she's going to have to come
through. Those directors want a young cunt that can really turn the audience on. Just
being good-looking isn't enough."
"Don't you call my daughter a cunt, damn you!" She spun around and went to the door
and turned the lock. "You'll hear from me in a week. And you'd better get busy." She
stormed out of the door, slamming it behind her.
By the time the parking lot attendant had brought her car around, Donna had calmed
down somewhat. But the memory of what she had just done still lingered, and she
imagined that the attendant gave her a knowing leer as he held the door open for her.
She flung the dollar bill at him then pulled out in the street and headed for home.
"Good, God," she muttered to herself as she wove her way through traffic. "If what
Lester says is true, I'm going to have to suck and fuck every sonofabitch up the line in
order to get Pam into pictures. Those damned dirty sex maniacs! That's all they ever
want is a fuck!" She shuddered and turned her attention to driving.
For a full year she had groomed and guided her daughter carefully. Pam's body had
begun developing so rapidly, especially her beautiful chest, that she wanted to take
advantage of the girl's beauty while it was still new and fresh. The schools, dancing,
plays and the exercises had been all done for one purpose. To make her a star. Then, if
Donna had anything to say about it, neither hell nor high water was going to stop her.
She noticed her sister's car in the driveway as she turned the corner and a swear word
burst from her lips. She had too many things to do to spend the rest of the afternoon
entertaining Laura. She would have to get rid of her somehow so she could get to work
on the pictures Les wanted.
Turning into the driveway, she parked next to her sister's car and walked up to the
door. No excuse had come to mind as yet, but she'd have to think of one quickly. Laura
wasn't the kind to be put off for no reason at all. Turning her mouth up into a smile,
she reached for the knob and opened the door.
"Hello, there. I was wondering when you were going to get back."
Donna waved at her sister then shut the door, once again feeling a twinge of envy over
her younger sister's beauty and expensive clothes. Laura's husband had more money
than he knew what to do with, and Donna had often scoffed that she spent more time
in the beauty shop than most women did washing dishes. But even envy couldn't
disguise the fact that Laura was indeed a beautiful woman.
"I had a meeting with Pam's agent again," Donna said, dropping her purse into a chair.
"You know, Lester Harper. He's finally going to get off his behind and get Pam an
audition."
Laura grinned and shook her head. "Are you still at that? My, God, Donna. I thought
you'd given up. What makes you think that Pam has what it takes to be an actress?"
"Don't you start now. I've heard enough of that. She can do it and she's going to do it.
How about a drink?"
"I've already mixed a pitcher of martinis. They're in the icebox. C'mon. Let's go get
one."
The two women walked into the kitchen. While Donna got glasses from the cupboard,
her sister took the pitcher from the refrigerator. They filled their glasses then sat down
at the dining room table. Laura offered a cigarette and they both lit up.
"Seriously, Donna. Don't you think you're wasting a lot of time with this? I mean, after
all. Pam is a beautiful girl and she's very bright. But she's also shy. I honestly don't
think she would ever be able to get up before an audience or a camera. Gordon was
saying just this morning that he hoped you had dropped the hopeless idea."
Donna sipped her drink then set it down. "That snobby husband of yours doesn't know
any more about it than you do. I know that once the right man sees her, she's going to
be well on her way. She has talent. And I have no intention of dropping it. Now, let's
talk about something else, shall we?"
Laura shrugged her shoulders and took a drag off her cigarette. "Okay. It's no skin off
my nose. Have you heard from Tom?"
"No. I don't really expect to either. He won't be back until everyone's got their deer, or
whatever it is they went after." Donna sighed. "It doesn't make much difference
anyway. I was going to tell you before, but I've been so busy. Tom wants a divorce as
soon as he gets back."
"WHAT?" Laura straightened in her chair and her eyes widened. "What in the hell for?
What's been going on that I don't know about?"
Donna's face reddened as she watched her finger pick at the tablecloth. "I... asked him
to do something, and he didn't want to do it."
"Bullshit!" Laura snorted. "Tell me the truth, now. What happened?"
"That's it. I've been reading a lot of books lately about sex, and a couple of them said
we should do something to make our sex lives more exciting. I wanted Tom to work
out something so we could swap partners with that young couple next door. He got
madder than hell, and wouldn't even talk to me.
Laura laughed with relief. "Is that all? For God sakes! He'll have forgotten all about it
by the time he gets back from his trip. How ridiculous can you get?"
"It's not so ridiculous." Donna lifted her glass, drained it, then picked up her cigarette.
"Honest to God, Laura. It's been terrible. He's only touched me once in two months.
And even then we didn't actually, ah, have intercourse."
"What did you do?" Laura said teasingly.
"C'mon. Tell me all about it."
"I guess he's just too old," Donna replied, shaking her head sadly. "He wanted me to
get it up for him. So I started sucking it. He told me not to stop, and I didn't. He came,
then his thing went down like a limp dishrag. I was all hot, and there wasn't anything I
could do about it."
"Oh, for Christ sake!" Laura said in exasperation. "I thought you were smarter than
that. If he's not giving it to you, get somebody else who will. Hell, I've got two guys
that fuck me all the time. If it weren't for them, I'd go crazy. Gordon's always off on a
trip some place."
Donna's head jerked up. "You're fucking other men? I don't believe it."
"You'd better believe it! God, this one bartender has a prick this big." She held her
palms up almost a foot apart. "I'll tell you, when he sticks that thing in me, I know I'm
being fucked."
Donna had to chuckle at her sister's description. "No man's hung like that and you
know it. Anyway I don't think I could do that. I haven't played around since we got
married."
"Well, you sure as hell did before that. I remember that night when you were modeling.
When you had that one guy there all evening? Then when he left, you called that other
joker and he spent all night with you. Remember that?"
"Yes." Donna blushed again. "I remember. That was a long time ago." She rubbed her
eyes. "You know, if it wasn't for all this work with Pam, I think I'd go out of my mind
thinking about fucking all the time."
"Well, when I .get back I'll see what I can do to help you out. I know a couple of guys
that love a cunt no matter whose it is. I'll fix you up with a big, fat cock that'll blow
your mind."
"What do you mean, when you get back? Where are you going?"
"For Christ's sake! Don't you remember, Donna? Gordon and I are flying to England
this evening. I brought the boys over. You said you'd take care of 'em while we're
gone."
Donna put her hands on her face and groaned. "Oh, my God! I did! I forgot all about
it!" She looked around, searching. "Where are the boys?"
"They're out back playing with Lucky." Laura hesitated. "You haven't changed your
mind, have you? I mean, we were counting on it. We've been planning for weeks. I
haven't got time to find anyone else now."
"I know, I know," Donna said nodding her head. "I don't know what happened to me.
Of course I'll take care of them. Did you bring their things over?"
"Yes. I put them in the spare bedroom upstairs. There's enough to last them for a week.
I left a check on your dresser for anything they might need, too. I don't know how long
it's going to take Gordon to set up that office in England." She laughed. "But at least
this time I'm going with him. He won't be getting any strange stuff either."
Donna stood up to get the pitcher and refill her glass. A thousand thoughts were
running through her mind at once. When she had made her sister the promise to watch
the boys, she had counted on Pam being away at theatrical school. But the school had
turned her down because she didn't have the experience. Now she was faced with the
problem of having two boys in the house with her daughter. It could turn into a
problem.
"I don't know what I'll do if Tom gets back before you do," Donna said, sitting down
again. "If he meant what he said, I may be looking for some place to live. I'd have to
take Pam and the boys with me."
Laura patted her sister's arm. "There's no problem. Move into our house. You have the
key. And if worse comes to worse, I'll talk Gordon into taking care of you and Pam.
Now, don't worry about it."
"I suppose I shouldn't. But it's just that I... want Pam to make it big. She's going to be
my insurance. After all, I'm forty-four years old. If anything happens between Tom and
I, I'd never be able to make a living. Pam would have to make enough for both of us."
"Is that the reason you've been pushing her so hard?" Laura asked sympathetically.
"Yes. I mean, partly. I really do want her to be famous. I want her to have the things
I've always wanted. If Tom hadn't come along when he did, I would have been a top
flight model. I could have gone all the way."
"Sure you could have. I know how you feel. But let's not cry over spilled milk. And if I
were you, I wouldn't try to make Pam into something that she's not." Laura looked at
her watch. "Oh, gosh. I've got to be going. I'll call the boys in and remind them what
they're supposed to do."
"How are they going to get to school?" Donna asked as Laura headed for the back door.
"I gave them plenty of money for bus fare. They'll have to leave earlier, but they can
make it." Laura opened the door and called for the boys to come in.
Donna turned in her chair and smiled as Paul, the oldest, came into the room. He was
only twelve, but he stood higher than her shoulder when she got up to greet him. He
had wide shoulders, muscular arms, and a slim waist. He was active in all sports, and
liked to lift weights at his house.
"How are you, Paul? I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Hi, Aunt Donna. I guess I'm always doing something else when you come over."
His younger brother came in and waved. "Hi, Aunt Donna. Lucky sure has grown since
the last time I saw him."
"He sure has. And he's eating us out of house and home, too. I think it's the wolf in
him."
Laura came in from the living room carrying her purse. "I really have to run now. You
boys be good and mind your Aunt Donna. I'll send you a postcard from London." She
turned to her sister. "Don't worry about anything, hon. It will all work out. I know. Tell
Pam hi for me, will you? And remember what I said. Use that key if you have to. Goodbye 
now." She kissed Donna on the cheek, then the boys. With a short wave of her hand, she left.
"All right, boys," Donna said. "Pam won't be home for an hour or so. If you want to go
out and play, that's all right with me."
"Okay," Paul said. "We'll be in the back yard if you want us."
Watching Terry follow his brother outside, Donna was reminded of pictures of her
father when he was a boy. Terry was taller than Paul, and thinner. He had no interest
in sports, but the basement of his home was filled with his hobby work. He had said
several times that he wanted to be an engineer, and Donna was sure he could make it.
After refilling her glass from the pitcher on the table, she went into the living room and
sat down. This was going to be more of a problem than she had thought. The boys
were growing like weeds. They were almost young men, and when they saw how much
Pam had filled out in the last year, she was certain their natural urges would start
showing. Whatever happened, she could never leave them alone.
"That's all I'd need," she muttered to herself as she reached for her cigarettes. "If Pam
got knocked up now, that would blow the whole thing!"
She turned on the television and watched soap operas until her daughter came in the
front door. As she watched her daughter cross the room to give her a kiss, she noticed
proudly that the girl's blossoming tits bounced as she walked. Pam's face was radiant,
her complexion clear and creamy. The big, deep blue eyes and the long blonde hair that
ringed her beautiful face made a picture that was almost unbelievable.
"Hi, Mom," Pam said, bending over to peck her mother on the cheek. "How did it go
with Mr. Harper?"
"Just the way I told you it would, honey. We have to have some pictures made this
week for him, then he promises hell get you an audition." She stood up and hugged her
daughter. "We're on our way now, honey."
Pam groaned and backed away. "Oh, Mom. Do we have to go through all that again?
Gee, whiz. I get so tired of having my picture taken. Turn here, turn there, tilt your
head, bend it down. Good, gosh. You'd think they'd get tired of looking at me.
"Pam, don't talk like that. Of course they don't get tired of looking at you. You're
beautiful. Just think of all the people that will be looking at you when you're on the
stage or in the movies. You want them too, darling. That's the whole point of it."
The girl sighed as she dropped her books and purse on the coffee table and straightened
up. "Yes, I know, Mother. That's what it's all about. It's just that I get so tired of it."
"Well, it won't be for much longer now. Did you eat a good lunch today? And did you
take your pills?"
Pam nodded disgustedly. "Yes, I took them. And I had a good lunch. But I'm still
hungry. Can I have a snack? Just a banana or something?"
Donna shook her head. "Now, you know better than to ask that. We have to stick to
the diet that Dr. Davis gave you. It's all planned. You've got to keep your weight just
right."
"Oh, damn!" Pam swore under her breath. "Well, I might as well go upstairs and get
my homework done."
"Oh, wait a minute, dear. Paul and Terry are here. I forgot to tell you. Aunt Laura and
Uncle Gordon are leaving for England tonight. The boys are going to stay with us until
they come back. About a week, I guess."
Pam broke into a wide grin. "Oh, really? Cool! Where are they?"
"Out in the back yard. You go upstairs and change first. Put on shorts or something.
That dress cost too much to mess it up."
"Okay. I'll do my homework after supper." She snatched up her books and purse and
ran up the stairs to her bedroom.
Donna stood watching her daughter run up the stairs. Pam's long legs were perfectly
shaped, and her round little ass stuck out just enough to make it cute. From head to
toe, her daughter was a fabulous beauty, and there were a lot of people that would pay
to see her. Smiling happily to herself, she went into the kitchen and began preparing
supper.
After they had eaten, the children offered to clean up the kitchen. Donna accepted their
offer and relaxed in the living room until they joined her. It was almost eight o'clock
before Pam remembered she hadn't done her homework and jumped out of her chair
with a squeal.
"My history! I almost forgot it. I've got a test in the morning. I've gotta go do it now."
She headed for the stairs.
"I'll be up in a few minutes, honey," Donna said. "We have some things to do before
you go to sleep."
"Okay, Mom." She waved at the boys. "See you in the morning."
Donna finished the program she was watching, then picked up her cigarettes and
lighter and stood up. "You boys can watch television for another hour then go to bed.
Pam and I will be busy for quite a while, so turn everything off before you go upstairs.
All right?"
"Oh, sure, Aunt Donna," Terry said. "That was sure a good supper."
"Why, thank you, dear. Good night now." She headed for the stairs and went up.
As soon as he heard a door close upstairs, Paul turned to his brother with a leering
grin. "Damn! That Pam is really built, isn't she? How'd you like to stuff your cock into
that?"
Terry turned his head from the TV screen. "You wouldn't stand a chance. Not the way
Aunt Donna looks after her."
"Yeah, I know. But God! Those tits! Jesus! I'd sure like to suck on them for a while."
Terry gave his brother a knowing look. "If you do, you'd better not get caught. But if
you do get into her pants, let me know." He chuckled. "Nah, forget it. If I saw her
naked on the bed, I'd probably shoot off before I could do anything."
Paul laughed then turned back to the TV. His cock was already hardening in his pants
just thinking of what Pam would look like naked. And when he imagined his hard tool
slipping into her juicy tube, his stiffening piston began to throb. Just once, he thought.
Oh, God! Just once!


Chapter 2

Donna stepped out of the bathroom and crossed the hall to Pam's room. When she
entered, she saw her daughter stretched out on her back on the bed naked. The long
chromium arm attached to the headboard was directing the sun lamp at her smooth,
curvy body. Pam was holding a large book up over her face.
"How long have you been under that?" Donna asked as she closed the door. "We just
want a light tan, remember."
The girl finished the paragraph she was reading, then closed the book and laid it down
on the bed next to her. "Only about ten minutes. I was getting ready to shut it off."
"I'll do it." Donna switched off the lamp then swung the arm out of the way. She went
to the dresser and uncapped a large bottle of lotion and poured a small amount in her
hand as she returned to the bed. "I'm going to have to get another bottle pretty soon.
This one's almost empty."
Pam slid over on the bed to make room for her mother to sit down. Then she stretched
out with her arms at her sides and went limp. "Do you really think this does any good,
Mom?"
"Of course it does, dear. It keeps your skin soft and nice. You know what the
photographer said. The skin texture is very important."
Placing the lotion bottle on the night stand, Donna sat down on the bed and began
applying the lotion to Pam's upper chest, swirling the cream over her shoulders and
onto her throat.
When Pam closed her eyes, Donna gazed at her nude body lovingly. The firm,
thrusting tits ended in small beautifully formed nipples, and even lying on her back
they stuck up like small mountains. Her abdominal muscles were faintly visible under
the flat skin of her tummy, and below that a soft, curly bush formed a triangle that
disappeared into the crevice between her legs.
Donna could see the fleshy lips of her daughter's cunt, and it was easy to imagine how
any male would love to bury his face in such a lovely pussy.
"Does that feel good?" Donna asked softly.
"This is the only part I like," Pam murmured, closing her eyes as her mother gently
massaged the cream into her skin.
Donna did Pam's arms next then began rubbing the lotion into her daughter's lush tits,
caressing the lovely cones as though they were a work of art. She felt her daughter's
nipples harden as she kneaded the firm flesh.
"Is your pussy getting wet yet, dear?" Donna asked, almost in a whisper.
"Uh-huh."
"That's good. As I told you before, that's only a normal reaction. If you didn't get wet,
there'd be something wrong with you."
Donna finished with her titties and began working down across the flat belly, over the
nicely rounded hips, and down the shapely legs. As she did the girl's calves and feet,
lifting her legs up, she could see Pam's crevice glistening wetly in the dark brown hair.
Many times in the last year as Donna had done this, she had thought of showing Pam
how to jack off. The girl obviously had urges, and if she could pump herself to climax,
it would be some relief at least. But she had always put it off. She had a lingering fear
that if Pam ever discovered the frantic ecstasy of orgasm, she might not be satisfied with
her finger and would begin yearning for a hard cock.
"All right, dear. Turn over and I'll do the other side." Donna poured some more lotion
while Pam got on her stomach. Then she began creaming the girl's back side. Pam's
creamy buttocks were beautiful, swelling out from the bottom of her spine and curving
gently into her thighs.
Even the crack of her ass looks good, Donna thought as she began working on the girl's
back.
"Okay. All finished."
Donna carried the bottle back to the dresser and put the cap back on. Then she opened
a drawer, took out a hand massager, and went back to the bed. Pam had already turned
over on her back and was lying with her eyes closed, her fingers laced over her stomach.
Donna plugged the vibrator in, fitted it to her hand, then sat down on the bed and
began rubbing the humming machine over Pam's titties.
"That tickles," the girl said, her mouth twisting into a smile.
Donna giggled. "It's supposed to, honey. It firms them up so they won't sag when you
don't have a bra on. The way they're making pictures these days, a lot of people are
going to see your breasts. We want them as big and hard as possible."
"Oh, Mama!" The girl sighed and moved her head from side to side. "I don't want
people to see my titties. I'd feel funny."
"Nonsense. The female body is the most beautiful thing in the world. When it's
properly cared for, that is. Just think of the effect you're going to have on all the boys."
Pam opened her eyes and looked at her mother. "Mama, do all boys' dicks get hard
when they see a girl's titties? I mean, does their thing get big every time?"
"You bet it does, honey. But that's all I want you to concern yourself with. Getting
them hard. After that, stay away from them. You just tease them, and that's all."
Pam closed her eyes again and changed the subject. "You know, Kitty and I were
talking today. In art, they never show pictures or statues of men with their thing hard.
It's always just hanging down over their testicles. Why is that?"
"I don't really know, dear." Donna moved the vibrator to Pam's other tit. "Perhaps
people think it would be too exciting. It might give the people that saw them ideas."
Pam drew her knees up and planted her feet apart on the mattress. "It seems kind of
funny they would show everything a woman has but they won't show a man with a
hard-on."
Donna laughed. "Don't worry, dear. You'll see enough of those before you leave this
world. You can count on that."
Neither of them noticed Paul standing in the doorway. His knuckles were white as he
gripped the doorknob. From where he stood, he was looking directly into Pam's moist
cunt. The lips of her gash were spread, and he could see the pink velvety canyon that
dipped down to the entrance to her twat. Droplets of white cream were oozing from the
opening.
As his eyes flicked back and forth between the large, pointed cone that Donna wasn't
massaging and the velvety valley surrounded by hair, his swollen prick throbbed against
his pants. He knew he should back away and get out of there, but he couldn't move. "I
think that's enough for tonight, dear," Donna said, standing up. She pulled the plug
from the wall and turned to walk to the dresser when she saw the boy at the doorway.
She froze and her jaw dropped open. "Paul! What are you doing here? Why aren't you
downstairs?"
The boy was petrified. "Gee, Aunt Donna." He tore his eyes from Pam. "I just came
up... to see if we could have some ice cream before we went to bed. I didn't mean to... "
Pam had sat up, startled. She gaped at her cousin, too surprised to think of covering
herself up.
Donna hurriedly stepped over to block his view of Pam. "All right, Paul. Go on back
downstairs now. Hurry up. Go ahead and have some ice cream. And shut the door."
"Damn!" Donna swore under her breath as she walked to the dresser to put the vibrator
away. She had seen Paul's stiff prick pushing his pants out and there was no doubt
what was going through his mind at that moment. After seeing Pam's lovely, naked
body, he wouldn't be able to think of anything else. She slid the drawer closed, then
turned to her daughter.
"Don't worry about that, dear. It's all right if he saw you this once. But we're going to
have to be more careful while the boys are here. I don't want them to get any ideas
about doing anything to you."
The girl picked up her book and got off the bed slowly, still a little dazed. "But God,
Mama! He saw everything! And did you see his pants? My, gosh! They were sticking
clear out here." She held a hand out in front of her cunt.
"I know, dear. That's what we were talking about, remember? It was natural for his dick
to get hard when he saw you. But we don't want that to happen again. Now, you make
sure your door is closed before you start walking around naked in here. And always
lock the bathroom door when you go in there. At least until the boys leave."
"I will, Mama." Pam dropped her book on the dresser. "Jeez. I'm gonna feel funny
when I see him now."
Donna reached out and patted her daughter on the shoulder. "Don't think about it
anymore. Finish your studies and go to bed. I'll talk to Paul and make sure he doesn't
tell anybody about what happened." She crossed the room to the door and opened it.
"Good night, honey. I'll see you in the morning."
"Good night, Mama." Pam stood waiting until she heard her mother's footsteps
disappear down the hall. Then she stepped quickly to the bed and laid down on her
back.
"Ooohhh," she moaned softly, pulling her knees up and spreading her thighs wide. She
slid her hand down across her flat belly into the soft bush of her pussy. She slipped a
finger into the milky crevice of her cunt and began tickling her clit, squirming and
writhing as the delicious sensation sent tingles through her body. "Uuummm!
Uuummm!"
She placed her other hand on her titty and began squeezing it gently as she slid her
finger down her creamy canyon and pushed it up inside her. "Ooohhh! Uuummm!
Ooohhh!"
"I wish it was a cock!" she whispered. "I wish it was a cock! I wish it was a cock!" Her
hand was pumping furiously and her finger was making wet schlucking sounds as it slid
in and out of her tight tunnel. "Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!"
Lifting her hips high off the mattress, she squirmed and writhed as she hammered at
her juicy cunt. She gasped and groaned, quivering as her hand slapped against her cunt.
Then her body went rigid as the exhilarating feeling of orgasm thundered through her
frame. "Ooohhh! Wwwwhhhuuunnnggg! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg!"
She slumped back to the bed, whimpering softly, her finger still embedded in her cunt.
"Oh, God!" she murmured. "If that had only been a cock!"
Donna had gone to her room to change into a nightgown and negligee before going
downstairs. She needed time to think of what she would say to Paul. He had probably
already told his brother what he had seen. For all she knew, the boys were already
planning how to get Pam alone and stick their hard pricks into her virgin cunt. She
couldn't allow that to happen. She had to protect Pam at all costs until she was on her
way to success.
After stripping off her clothes, Donna walked to the dresser and began combing her
hair out. As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she again thought that if she
were to dye her hair she would look ten years younger. Her large tits were still firm.
Her nipples had gotten larger when Pam was born, and now they were the size of a half
dollar. But still her titties only sagged a little.
Her stomach was flat, and the thick, hairy bush that covered her pussy was as inviting
as ever. If it weren't for the tiny wrinkles that were showing on her face and neck, she
could still be a beautiful woman.
She dropped the brush on the dresser then went to the closet and put on her gown and
negligee. They weren't sheer enough to see through, but they still showed off her figure.
After turning out the light, she went into the hall and headed downstairs.
When she entered the living room, her nephews were just coming in from the kitchen.
Paul's face reddened when he saw her and he carefully avoided her eyes as he sat down
in a chair.
"Thanks for the ice cream, Aunt Donna," Terry said. He glanced quickly at his brother
then back to Donna. "I think I'll go upstairs and go to bed. I'm pretty tired. I'll see you
in the morning. Okay?"
"Of course. Good night now." As he left the room, Donna crossed to the couch and sat
down. She lit a cigarette slowly, then smiled affectionately at Paul.
"I suppose you're embarrassed about what happened upstairs, honey," she said. "I wish
you hadn't come in that way, but it's over and done with. So what do you say we forget
it?"
Paul looked at his aunt and nodded. His cock still hadn't softened entirely, and as he
thought about Pam and her luscious cunt, it began to rise again, slowly. "I'm sorry
about that, Aunt Donna. I didn't realize you were... "
Donna noticed the pulsing at his fly and became worried. In his present state, his balls
were probably aching. She knew what it did to a man when his cock got hard and he
couldn't get rid of his cum. Many men had told her how painful it was. As she gazed at
his throbbing bulge, she began to feel sorry for him. It really wasn't his fault that he
had seen what he did.
"Paul, honey, that really had an effect on you, didn't it?" she asked sympathetically.
The boy rubbed the palms of his hands on his pant legs and looked at her with a
worried expression. "Yeah, it did, Aunt Donna. I couldn't help it. Pam's so... darned
pretty."
Donna began thinking rapidly. What if he got ideas and sneaked into Pam's room
when she was asleep. If Pam saw his hard, naked cock, she probably wouldn't be able to
resist it. She was sure Paul's groin was aching for release, and if he didn't get it, he
might do something drastic. She glanced again at the swelling bulge in his pants.
"Paul. You know I wouldn't want you to do anything to Pam, don't you?"
The boy nodded. "Uh-huh. Gee, you don't think I would, do you?"
"Well, honey. It's obvious that you're excited. I know you have to take care of yourself."
She hesitated, feeling embarrassed. "Why don't you... masturbate? I'd rather have you
do that than do anything to Pam."
Paul's face turned redder than before, and he swallowed nervously. "You mean here?
Right now?"
"Either that or go upstairs," she said quietly, trying hard not to make the situation any
worse than it was. "Or you can do it right here. I'll go to my room and leave you
alone."
"Oh, Jeez," the boy whined. "I don't think I could. Not with you knowing I was doing
it."
Donna sighed and put out her cigarette. She could understand how he felt. She slid
forward on the couch and beckoned for him to come over. "C'mon, Paul. I guess this is
all my fault anyway. I'll take care of it for you."
"Huh? You mean you want to...?"
She smiled at him comfortingly. "I know how. Just come over here. We'll have to take
care of it or you won't be able to sleep tonight."
Paul was still gawking at her with surprise as he got to his feet and crossed to the
couch. His hard tool was pressing his jeans into a tent in front of him, and he made a
half-hearted attempt to conceal the bulge with his hands. But when he stopped in front
of his aunt, she brushed his hands away and began sliding his zipper down.
"It will only take a minute, Paul and then you can... Ooohhh!"
The instant his fly was open, Paul's prick popped out and Donna gasped at the size of
it. The huge shaft was hairless, gleamingly shiny in the lamp light. The skin was
stretched tight over the bulbous, purple head, and the foreskin was peeled all the way
back. As she gazed at the throbbing shaft directly in front of her face, she felt a
twitching in her pussy and her legs began to tremble.
"What are you going to do?" the boy whimpered.
"Oh, Paul!" she moaned. "I didn't know it was so big! Oh, my!" She couldn't take her
eyes off it. The thick shaft was throbbing and pulsing and Donna's breath came faster
as she gaped at it. She had only intended to jack him off, but the sight of the boy's
magnificent shaft made her want to taste the sweetness of it in her mouth.
"What are you going to do?" he asked again, his body shaking visibly.
Donna didn't answer. She was in a trance. It was almost as though his rigid cock was
pulling her toward it. A low moan came from deep in her throat and she reached out to
grasp the base of his prick. She leaned forward, kissed the tip gently, then opened her
mouth and slid her lips down the slick shaft. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Aunt Donna!" the boy cried out. "What are you doing? You're sucking me! Aunt
Donna! Oh, don't! Please don't! Uuunnnfff! Oh, Aunt Donna! Uuunnnggghhh!"
The first taste of his sweet dick sent thrills of delight surging through her. The tender,
virgin prick was delicious in her mouth. She had no more control as her uterus began
contracting spasmodically and her cunt hole dilated. There could be no stopping now.
She had to have his sweet, youthful cream. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Aunt Donna! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg! Don't! You're sucking me!" The boy's body
trembled and he began sobbing. "Don't! Don't! Uuunnnggghhh!"
Donna was nodding her head on his shaft, sucking and slurping hungrily. She reached
out and gripped his ass, pulling his hips toward her as she rolled her tongue over the
hot piston. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
She was delirious with happiness. The mere feel of his youthful prick sliding over her
tongue made her hotter than she had ever been before. Her cheeks puckered as she
applied pressure and began bobbing her head, sliding her greedy mouth up and down
his pulsing dick.
"OH, AUNT DONNA!" the boy groaned. "OH, GOD! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE
ME CUM! AUNT DONNA! I CANT STOP IT! OH, PLEASE!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! AUNT DONNA! I CAN'T STOP IT! OH, PLEASE!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! AUNT DONNA! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH,
JEEZ! STOP! DON'T! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! GGGHHH!"
She felt his ass clench. Then his body stiffened and his tool swelled between her lips.
Her throat was already working when his cock exploded, squirting the hot cream in
spurts against her tonsils and the back of her throat. The gushing liquid continued to
spew from his jerking dick as she drank it thirstily. Then her own climax erupted as the
last drops of cum dribbled onto her tongue. "UUUMMM! MM! UUUMMM!"
When her vibrations and tremors ceased, Donna pulled her head back slowly, releasing
Paul's prick from her mouth. Then she licked it off carefully before leaning back and
smiling up at him.
"Did you like that, dear?" she crooned.
The boy was so shaken he could barely speak. "Oh, God, Aunt Donna! You shouldn't
have done that! I've never been sucked before. I didn't mean to shoot off in your
mouth. I couldn't help it! Honest I couldn't!"
Reaching out, she took his hand and pulled him down next to her on the couch. She
put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him to her. "It's all right, dear," she
whispered. "It's all right. I'd much rather do that than have anything happen to Pam.
I'll take care of you while you're here. But you mustn't ever tell anyone about it. Not
anyone."
The young boy stopped whimpering into her breast. "I won't ever say anything, Aunt
Donna. Honest I won't! But it scared me when you did that. I didn't know what to do."
"Don't worry about it," she cooed, taking her arm back. "Now, you'd better go upstairs
and get to bed. You have school in the morning, you know. Make sure the alarm is
set."
Paul stood up, still visibly upset. He stuffed his wilting prong back into his pants and
pulled the zipper up. Then he looked at his aunt and smiled weakly. "I'll see you in the
morning. Good night, Aunt Donna. And... thanks."
"Good night, dear. Now remember what I said. Don't tell anybody about what
happened. Not even Terry."
"I won't. Good night."
When the boy had gone upstairs, the tension left Donna and she slumped back against
the corner of the couch. No sexual encounter she had ever experienced had affected her
that way. Many times she had been unable to achieve a climax while being fucked. But
now, here tonight, she had cum while sucking a boy. It was almost unbelievable, but it
was true.
As she stood up to go up to her room she felt the wetness of her nightgown against her
thigh. Twisting backward she lifted it up to look at it in the light. A large damp spot
had soaked through her nightgown and into the negligee. She laughed to herself as she
dropped the gown and bent over to pick up her cigarettes and lighter.
My, God! I came all over the place, she thought as she switched off the lamp. That kid
got me hotter than anybody else ever has! I wonder what would happen if...? She
dismissed the thought from her mind immediately. She was much too old to even be
thinking about fucking a boy, let alone her own nephew. She turned off the TV and
headed for the stairs.
The next morning at breakfast, Paul seemed ashamed and embarrassed. He wouldn't
look directly at anyone, and kept his eyes on his plate as he ate. When he was finished
he mumbled some excuse about having to be at school early, and left the house without
even saying good-bye. Terry didn't pay any attention to his brother's strange behavior,
and Pam thought it was because he had seen her on the bed.
"You kids go on to school," Donna said when they were all finished. "I'll take care of
the dishes this morning. Pam, you call me at noon. I'm going to get in touch with the
photographer this morning and set up an appointment. If he can see you this
afternoon, you can take off from school and go directly down there."
"Okay, Mom. C'mon, Terry. I'll walk you down to the bus stop."
Donna spent the next hour cleaning the house and straightening up. She took a bowl of
dog food out to Lucky, then went upstairs to take a bath and dress.
As she laid her clothes out on the bed, memories of Paul kept sneaking into her
thoughts, and she could feel the twinges of passion tickling her cunt. She could still
remember clearly the taste of his sweet cum and his tender youthful prick in her
mouth.
Why am I getting so excited? she thought disgustedly. My, God! He's only a boy! Why
can't I get it out of my mind?
She undressed, then took a short terry robe from the closet and went down the hall to
the bathroom. Reaching under the sink, she took out the douche syringe and filled it
with warm water, adding a small amount of douche powder. Backing up, she straddled
the stool, then slid the hard nozzle up into her cunt. As she began squeezing the rubber
bulb slowly, a smile broke out on her face.
"Oh, that feels good!" she said aloud. "Uuummm! It would be a heck of a lot better if it
was hot cum."
When she had finished with her pussy, she rinsed the syringe off and put it away, then
turned the water on in the tub. She wished she could take the time to linger and soak,
but she had so many things to do it would be impossible. She was waiting for the tub to
fill when she heard the doorbell ringing downstairs. Swearing softly under her breath,
she turned the water off and slipped into the short robe and went down to answer the
door.
"Good morning, Donna," the man smiled. "I thought I'd check with you before I went
to work. How's it going?"
Donna grinned back at him. Her tall, red-headed neighbor always seemed to make her
feel like a young girl, even though she was quite a bit older than he was. His bright
green eyes seemed to sparkle continuously, and there was a permanent half-smile fixed
on his face.
"C'mon in, Fred. I was just going to take a bath. But I can spare a few minutes." She
opened the door wide for him to come in then closed it.
As soon as she turned around, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close,
kissing her passionately. She could feel his tool hardening against her belly as his
tongue flicked into her open mouth and she moaned softly.


Chapter 3

"Hey! Hold it a minute." Donna placed her palms against his chest and pushed away,
laughing. "Let's take it slow. I'm not your wife, you know."
Fred grinned and glanced down at the bulge at his fly. "Slow down, prick. She's not
ready for you yet." He chuckled as he took Donna's hand and led her to the couch
where they sat down. "My, God, you've been busy. I haven't been able to talk to you
since Tom left."
"I know, Fred." She put a hand on his thigh. "I'm sorry. I meant to call you, but I
forgot. Things have been pretty hectic."
"What did Tom say about our swap deal?"
"Oh, Christ!" Donna lifted a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and shook one out.
"He got madder than hell, Fred. As a matter of fact, he said he wants to divorce me as
soon as he gets back from the hunting trip. How's that for sour apples?"
He reached for his lighter and lit her cigarette. "I kind of thought that was the way it
would work out. He didn't strike me as the type of guy who would appreciate someone
else dicking his wife."
"Oh, I knew he'd be upset at first. But I thought he'd jump at the chance to be able to
fuck April. He's been eyeing her ever since you guys moved in. I thought he wouldn't
mind about us if he had a chance to stick it to her."
"Well, shit!" Fred sighed and shook his head. "That blows that, doesn't it? But I don't
think you'll have to worry about him getting a divorce. He can't use just talk as an
excuse." Suddenly his tone changed. "You didn't tell him about us, did you?"
"Of course not, honey. He doesn't know a thing. He might suspect, but that's it.
Anyway, I don't know what he'll do for sure. I'll just have to wait and see."
Fred leaned back and put an arm around her shoulders. Then he reached out and
slipped a hand between the buttons of her robe to clasp her warm, bare titty. "You
could still come over to our place, you know. April wouldn't mind the three of us
having some fun."
Donna pushed her tit into his hand, enjoying the feeling of his strong fingers kneading
her flesh. "Why should I do that when I can have you all to myself? Besides, I'm not
too sure I'd care to have April eat me. She's a nice girl and everything, but women just
aren't my bag."
Fred leaned closer and kissed her on the throat. "Take it out, honey," he whispered.
"It's starting to hurt in there."
Donna smiled as she put out her cigarette. Then she turned and worked his zipper
down over the huge bulge in his pants. His rigid cock popped out immediately and she
closed her fingers around it, moaning as she felt the hot piston throb in her grip. "Oh,
Fred! You've got such a beautiful prick!"
"I know, baby!" He pulled his hand from her titty and began unbuttoning her robe.
"Let's have a quicky before I go to work. That cunt of yours must be ready by this
time."
"Oh, it is, honey!" she murmured. "It is!"
She waited until he had opened all the buttons then stood up in front of him. Bending
over, she undid his belt and his pants and opened them wide. When she straightened
up, Fred leaned forward and buried his face in her pussy as he reached around with
both hands under her robe to grip her asscheeks. Donna put her hands on his head and
closed her eyes as he kissed her cunt and belly.
"Oh, Fred! Uuummm! Oh, honey, you make me so hot! God! Uuummm!"
He stuck his tongue in her gash and licked her clit for a moment, then leaned back and
held his arms out. "C'mon, baby!" he said hoarsely. "Get on that pole and fuck it!"
Donna climbed up with her knees on either side of his hips, then looked down between
her large tits to grasp his throbbing prick and guide it into her ready gash. She rubbed
the tip up and down her milky crevice to grease it, then slid the head into her wet
opening.
"Oh, baby!" she gasped. "Baby! Baby!" Releasing his dick, she placed both hands on his
shoulders and smiled at him as she settled her cunt down onto his erect piston.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Uuummm! Uuunnnggghhh!"
"Jesus Christ, you're hot!" Fred gasped. He put his hands on her waist and pressed her
down. "Goddamn, baby! I love that cunt!"
When his shaft was completely embedded in her hot tunnel and their pelvises were
pressed tightly together, Donna cupped a titty in her hand and bent forward to brush
the hard nipple across his lips. Fred opened his mouth quickly and engulfed the pointed
mound, sucking and tugging with his lips.
"Suck it!" she rasped. "Suck that tit! Uuunnnggghhh! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg! Oh, Fred!
God, what a prick!"
She rose up slowly, then eased down little by little, thrilling as the fiery poker titillated
her sensitive tissues. Then she increased the tempo, rising and falling on the thick rod
more and more quickly.
"OH, JESUS! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! FRED! GOD! WWWHHHUUUFFF!
AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, HONEY! IT'S CLEAR UP TO MY WAIST!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! BABY! BBBAAABBBYYY!"
"UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" He was mouthing her tit hungrily, slurping loudly as he
hunched up off the cushion and stabbed his dick into her plunging cunt. "UUUMMM!"
"OH, GOD, FRED! IT WONT TAKE LONG! I'M ALMOST READY! FRED! FRED!
UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, MY GOD! IT'S HEAVENLY!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! I'M GOING TO CUM, FRED! ARE YOU READY?"
He dropped her titty from his mouth and arched his back. His eyes were squinted shut
and he was panting heavily. "BABY! DO IT! DO IT! FUCK ME! OH, CHRIST!
HUMP IT! HUMP GODDAMN! NOW! BABY! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! NOW!
UNGH! UNGH!"
"LLLLOOOOVVVVEEEERRRR!! GGGGNNNNUUUUGGGGHHHH!!
WWWWHHHHUUUUNNNNGGGG! UUGGHH!"
She felt his boiling sperm gushing into her just as the violent tremors of orgasm sped
through her body. She squatted on his dong hard, pressing the spurting head against
her womb as she shivered and shuddered with delight.
"FFFRRREEEDDD! LOVER! FRED! OH, HONEY!" Shaking and twitching, she sank
against him, burying her face into his shoulder. She whimpered softly as Fred's poker
ceased its jerking inside her.
"Oh, Christ, baby!" Fred moaned. "You're a fuck and a half. I can't seem to get enough
of that fantastic cunt."
"You're wonderful, too," she whispered. Then she rose up and began sliding her cum
filled cunny off his rod. The cream dripped from her cunt as she stood up, and she
giggled as she cupped her hand in her crotch and hurried upstairs to the bathroom.
When she came back downstairs, Fred had already put his wilted tool back in his pants
and was standing by the front door, grinning. Donna crossed to him and put her arms
around his waist, squeezing him tightly.
"When am I going to see you again?" she murmured softly.
He put his arms around her and kissed her on top of the head. "As soon as I can make
it, honey. The only problem is April. She doesn't mind my fucking you, but she wants
in on the fun, too. She's going to be pretty pissed when she hears what Tom said."
Donna backed away with a look of concern on her face. "You don't mean she won't let
you come over here anymore?"
"Oh, no. I can take care of her. But I know you're going to have to come over there
too. She's anxious to lap that beautiful cunt of yours."
Donna nodded her head slowly. "Well, I guess I could put up with it. But it won't be
for a week at least. My two nephews are staying with me. I'll let you know when
they've gone. Then we can work something out. All right?"
"Suits me fine, babe." He turned and opened the door. "Give me a call as soon as you
can. See you now."
Donna turned and went back upstairs. She thoroughly enjoyed Fred and his
magnificent cock, and she would hate to give it up. But she wasn't sure whether she
could tolerate having a woman eat her pussy. It just didn't seem right. She loved to
have a man's head between her legs, but she couldn't understand why a woman would
get a thrill out of licking a twat.
After a bath, she called the photographer and made an appointment for that afternoon.
She told him exactly what she wanted, and what it was for. The man assured her he
would do a good job. By noon time Donna had the washing done, and was in the
kitchen fixing her lunch when Pam called.
"It's all set," she told her daughter. "You'll have to be there by three-thirty. Have you
still got that bathing suit in your gym locker?"
Pam groaned on the other end. "Oh, Mama. Do I have to wear that? It's so little. I can't
even cover the crack in my behind. And besides, I'm always afraid that tiny top is going
to fall off."
Donna's voice was firm. "Pam, we didn't buy that suit for swimming. I only let you take
it to school to show the girls. Now, I've already told Mr. Holburt what I want. You take
that suit down there and wear it. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Mama. I understand." Pam sighed. "But I might as well go down there naked."
"I don't want to hear any more about it now. Be a good girl, and do what Mr. Holburt
tells you. I'll see you tonight at dinner. Good-bye now."
Donna had a quick lunch then began tackling the ironing. It was after three before she
finished and she was just putting the ironing board away when Terry came in.
"Hi, honey," she greeted him. "Where's Paul?"
"Oh, he's at football practice. He won't be home 'til five or so. He said to tell you he's
sorry he didn't mention it this morning, but he forgot."
"Oh, that's all right. You want a snack or anything?"
"No thanks. Not right now. I think I'll go up and take a shower then hit the books.
That is unless there's something you wanted me to do?"
"Not a thing, dear. I was just going to sit down and make out a grocery list. I didn't
stock up before you boys came. You go right ahead and do whatever you want."
While Terry went upstairs, Donna fixed herself a tall highball and sat down at the
dining room table with a pad and pencil. The way the boys ate she knew she would
have to practically double her grocery order while they were there. Tom never ate
much, and since she and Pam were on a constant diet, she didn't have to worry too
much about groceries. But both Paul and Terry had a large appetite.
After spending quite a bit of time dreaming up new menus, she finally gave up in
disgust. Not knowing what the boys liked to eat made it almost impossible. She finished
her highball and put her cigarette out, then headed upstairs to ask Terry what their
favorite dishes were.
As she neared the top of the stairs, she heard a familiar creaking sound coming from
Pam's bedroom. Walking quietly, she stepped up to the door and looked in. Terry was
lying on Pam's bed, dressed only in shorts. He had a pair of her pink panties wrapped
around his rigid prick and he was pumping it furiously, hunching his ass and writhing.
"Aaarrrggghhh! Wwwhhhuuufff! Uuunnnfff!"
As she stood staring, Terry arched his back high off the bed and stopped moving his
hand. She saw it jerk, then the pink nylon darkened where it covered the head of his
upright pole.
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! WWWGGG!"
His slim body shuddered and he collapsed on the mattress. He was still twitching as
Donna walked into the room and stepped up to the bed. His eyes were closed and he
was unaware of her presence.
"Do you do that all the time, Terry?" she asked softly.
"Huh?" The boy jerked up, his eyes wide. He quickly pulled Pam's panties from his
cock and hid them behind his back. His wilting tool sagged slowly down onto his
shorts as he stared back at her with terror-stricken eyes. "Oh, God!" he moaned.
"It's all right, dear," Donna said soothingly, reaching out to pat his head. "It's all right.
I know that boys have to do that once in a while. Don't be ashamed. You have to get
rid of it somehow."
"Oh, God, Aunt Donna! I thought you were going to be busy down there. Oh, gosh!"
He suddenly noticed that his prick was still hanging out. He stood up quickly, fumbling
it back into the opening.
"Please, Terry. Don't be embarrassed. I've seen those things before, you know." She felt
genuinely sorry for the youth, and wanted to ease his discomfort. "Sit down on the bed.
Let's talk for a minute."
When they had seated themselves, Terry hung his head and stared at the floor, covering
his groin with folded arms. Donna draped an arm over his shoulders and smiled at him.
"Really, Terry. There's nothing wrong with that. Even men masturbate. So do girls."
His head jerked up and he gaped at her. "They do? Girls, I mean? They really do?"
"Of course they do, honey. They're human too, you know." She laughed.
Sure now that she wasn't angry with him, Terry smiled back. "Yeah, I guess you're
right. I just never thought of it."
"Do you play with yourself very often?"
"Oh, not too much. Mom says it's okay, though. I like to do it with panties. She lets me
use hers."
Donna was surprised at first, but the more she thought about it, the more logical it
sounded. Laura always had been open about sex and she didn't care who knew it. "She
doesn't watch you, does she?"
"Oh, no," he said quickly. "I mean, she saw me do it once. That's when she said it was
okay."
After seeing the boy pound his meat and looking at his wilting pecker, this talk about
jacking off was making Donna hot. She quickly remembered that both Pam and Paul
wouldn't be home until later. So, if she wanted to do anything, she had all the time in
the world.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you about girls playing with themselves, honey?"
"Uuh-uh. I guess I just never asked."
"Have you ever seen a girl's pussy? I don't mean in pictures. I mean a real one."
"Oh, gosh, no." He blushed. "Well, I did... see Mama once. I saw her in the bathtub
one time."
Donna's pussy was twitching and spasms were squeezing her womb. She knew it
wouldn't be long before the crotch of her panties would be wet. She wanted desperately
to see Terry's naked prick again and make it hard, but at the same time her conscience
was bothering her.
"It feels good when you jack off, doesn't it, dear?" she said, reaching back on the bed
for the cum-soaked panties. She held them out in front of her and they both gazed at
the huge blob of sperm on the thin material.
"Yeah, it does," the boy admitted, his voice trembling. "If you want, I'll wash those out.
I do it to Mama's."
"No. That's all right, dear." She laid the panties on the rug carefully then looked at him
with tender, loving eyes. "Would you like to see what a pussy looks like?" Instantly, she
bit her tongue, wishing she hadn't said that.
"Oh, gosh, Aunt Donna!" the boy gasped. "You mean... yours?"
Donna nodded her head slowly. The ground had been broken. Now that she had
committed herself, the passionate urge in her pussy was driving her wild. There was no
way to stop now. Conscience be damned.
"I don't think it would hurt anything if I let you look at it," she cooed. "After all, I'm
your aunt." She stood up and unzipped her dress with trembling fingers. Then she
yanked it off over her head and tossed it on the floor. Watching Terry's face, she
reached behind to unhook her bra and let it slide slowly down her arms.
"Oh, gosh!" the boy moaned as he saw her full, pointed titties for the first time. "Wow!"
Smiling seductively, Donna hooked her thumbs in her panties and skinned them down
her legs, then rose and kicked them off. Terry was staring intently at her hair-covered
pussy, his jaw hanging open.
"There we are, dear," she crooned. "That's what a girl looks like. Now I'll show you the
best part." She climbed past him on the bed and laid down on her back, spreading her
legs wide.
Terry turned to watch as she slid her open palms down over her flat belly and into her
bushy twat. Using her index fingers, she pulled the lips of her canyon apart to let him
see the pink, fleshy folds of her gash.
"That's what a pussy looks like, honey," she murmured. "See? That's the hole that a
cock goes into."
She saw that his prick had hardened to full erection and that he hadn't bothered to
conceal it. The rigid pole stuck out of his shorts, throbbing and jerking. It was as big as
Paul's. A full six inches long. The foreskin was pulled back from the swollen purple tip,
and the taut skin was shiny.
"Would you like to see how a girl jacks off, honey?" she asked, wanting almost
sadistically to get him as hot as she could.
"Uh-huh!" he rasped hoarsely, his eyes fixed on her wet, velvety valley.
"All right, dear. Watch this." She began to slowly run her fingers up and down her
gaping cunt, tickling her clit and swirling her finger in the open entry. Milk flowed
from her hole as she deftly slipped two fingers into the moist tunnel and began
pumping them in and out. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Oh, my gosh!" the boy moaned. His hand went down to his dick and he gripped it
firmly. "Oh, WOW!"
"That's how we do it, honey," she whispered, smiling as she watched his eyes glaze with
desire. "It's really not very hard, you know. It's just like having a cock inside you." She
hesitated, glancing down at his clenched fist on his dong. "Would you like to put it
inside me, honey? Just to see what it feels like?"
"Oh, God, Aunt Donna!" he whimpered. "Would it be all right? I've never... fucked
before. But, Jeez, I want to!"
Donna slid her fingers from her twat slowly and wiped them on the bedspread. "Take
your shorts off, dear, and come on up here. Hurry up now. I'm all ready for you."
Terry leaped from the bed and struggled to get his shorts down over the rigid shaft
sticking out from his pelvis. As soon as he had kicked them off his feet, he scrambled
up between her legs and laid down on top of her, hunching his ass as he probed for her
hole with his aching prong.
"Wait a minute, honey!" Donna gasped. "Let me put it in for you!" She reached down
and guided his tool into her hole. As soon as the hot head was inserted, she put her
arms around him then lifted her legs and dug her heels into his ass, pushing him
upward and cramming his prick into her cunt.
"Wwwhhhuuunnnggg! Aaarrrggghhh! Ooohhh! Terry! Gggnnnuuuggghhh!"
"AUNT DONNA!" the boy cried out. "OH, JESUS! IT TICKLES MY COCK!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, GOD! AUNT DONNA! AAARRRGGGHHH!
OH, MY GOD! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
She pressed his chest against her tits and began squirming her ass, swirling it around
on his thick pecker and forcing it to ream her tube. "BABY!" she groaned. "OH,
HONEY! LOVER! PUMP IT! PUMP IT! OH, TERRY! YOU'RE A MAN!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! FUCK ME, HONEY! FUCK ME!"
Her wild excitement frightened the boy, but the soft, clenching tissues of her cunt felt
so good on his cock he couldn't stop. He reached under her shoulders and gripped
them as he began spearing her tight pussy, slamming his pelvis against hers as he
stabbed her again and again.
"AUNT DONNA! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, MY GOD!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! JESUS! OH, FUCK! FUCK!
GGGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, GOD! I'M GOING TO CUM AGAIN! I'M
GOING TO SHOOT OFF! AUNT DONNA! OH, GOD!"
"HOLD IT, BABY!" she shouted. "HOLD IT! WAIT FOR ME!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, FUCK ME, LOVER!
FUCK ME! GIVE IT TO ME! ALL OF IT! FFFUUUCCCKKK MMMEEE! NOW!
NOW! AAARRRGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
"I'M SHOOTING! I'M SHOOTING! OH, JESUS! AUNT DONNA! RIGHT NOW!
UUUGGGHHH! UNGH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"TTTEEERRRYYY!" Donna's legs went straight in the air as she felt his dick exploding
inside her. The ecstatic thrill of orgasm shook her frame as she squirmed and twisted
under him, striving to fuck every last drop from his throbbing pole.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! GGGHHH!"
They thrashed and twisted, whimpered and moaned as their sex juices flowed. Then the
boy sank limply on top of her, his chest heaving against her flattened titties. He was still
whimpering softly when Donna dropped her legs and rolled over on her side, easing his
cum-streaked shaft from her cunt. He turned on his back with his eyes closed and
moaned.
"Oh, Terry!" Donna whispered. "That was just beautiful! You're such an exciting young
man. I would never have believed you could thrill me so much."
"Oh, wow! I didn't think I'd ever stop shooting off. Jeez! Is it like that every time?"
Donna giggled as she squeezed her legs together and slid off the bed to the floor. "It all
depends on your partner, honey. Just lay there for a minute. I have to go to the
bathroom."
As she sat on the stool, dropping his load into the water, Donna was both amazed and
pleased. Even Fred hadn't made her cum like that! She didn't know what it was about
the boys, but they gave her more pleasure than any man ever had. It was almost as
though she were a girl again, fucking her first lover. And the delightful feeling was
exhilarating.
As she returned to Pam's bedroom, Terry looked up at her shyly. "Jeez, Aunt Donna,
are we going to get into any trouble? I mean, you won't tell my Mom about it, will
you?"
"Of course not, Terry. We can't say anything about this to anyone. Do you understand
that? Not Paul, or Pam, or anybody."
"Gosh, I sure won't say anything. My Mom would kill me if she found out! Dad too."
Donna began putting her clothes on. "You'd better go take that shower now if you're
going to. And get your homework done, too. There isn't much time before supper."
Terry rolled off the bed and picked up his shorts, then headed for the door. "I'll be
through by supper time." He stopped in the doorway and turned, smiling as he watched
Donna fit the brassiere around her large tits. "You don't suppose we could do that
again, do you?"
"I don't see why not," she replied, picking her dress up from the floor. "As long as you
promise not to tell anyone." She suddenly remembered her daughter. "And another
thing, Terry. I don't want you to even think about doing that to Pam. There's too much
riding on that girl to have her get into trouble. I mean that, now."
"Oh, I won't touch her, Aunt Donna. Honest." He blushed. "I don't think I'd want
anyone but you, anyway."
Laughing happily at his innocence, Donna slipped the dress on over her head. "It
makes me happy to hear you say that, honey. Now, go get that shower taken. I'll see
you a little later."
Donna picked up Pam's cum-soaked panties and carried them with her as she went
downstairs to the basement. She put them right in the washing machine so no one
would find them. It would be rather hard to explain to Paul or her daughter how they
got that way. She only wished that Terry's load hadn't been wasted like that.


Chapter 4

Donna had just closed the oven door on a casserole when Pam came into the kitchen,
obviously upset. Her eyes were red, and her face had a look of anguished despair.
Donna walked over to her quickly and put her hands on the girl's arms.
"What's the matter, dear? What happened?"
"Oh, Mom. I've gotta talk to you. Right now. Please! Are the boys here?"
"Terry's upstairs studying," Donna replied, concern showing in her voice. "Why? Don't
you want them to hear?"
"No, Mama No!" The girl stifled a sob. "Let's go down to the basement. I've got to tell
you what happened."
"All right, dear. Put your books on the counter.
Donna switched the light on at the head of the stairs, then led the way down. Crossing
to the washing machine, Donna leaned against it, folding her arms. "All right, Pam. Tell
me what happened."
The girl shuddered and rubbed her forehead. "It was Mr. Holburt. My, God, Mama! He
wanted to... fuck me! I know he did!"
"Don't get hysterical, honey. Just calm down and tell me exactly what happened."
Pam took a deep breath and tried to relax. "Well, I went down there at three-thirty like
you told me. Mr. Holburt said he wanted to take some cheese-cake pictures. He took
me into the studio and told me to change into my swimsuit. I did, and then he started
taking pictures."
"Then what?"
"Then he started moving me around for every picture. He put his hands on my thighs
and on my rear and on my titties. His thing was pushing his pants clear out in front."
Donna tried hard not to smile. She could imagine the effect Pam had on the
photographer. He probably didn't see figures like hers very often, and it was bound to
excite him.
"But he didn't do anything to you, did he? I mean, he didn't make you take your suit
off or anything?"
"Oh, not really." Pam rubbed her eyes. "But when he was moving me around, that darn
top fell off. He looked at my tits, then he started... squeezing them. I made him stop,
then I put it back on."
"I see." Donna sighed. "Well, if that's all there was to it, it didn't hurt you. He
shouldn't have done it, of course. But you have to realize what you do to men."
"But that's not all, Mama," the girl whimpered. "When he was squeezing my titties, his
thing started jerking in his pants. Then he shook all over and looked kind of funny.
When I was putting my top back on, he went out of the room and came back with a
smock on. He told me his pants were all wet."
Donna broke out in a burst of laughter. That lecherous bastard shot off in his pants,
just playing with Pam's titties. Donna pictured his rod going off in his shorts, and it
made her laugh all the harder. Pam looked at her mother as though she was crazy.
"What's so darn funny?" Pam asked solemnly. "I didn't see anything funny about it."
Wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes, Donna nodded her head. "You will, honey.
Some day you will." Then she sobered. "Really, Pam. There was nothing to get upset
about. The poor man just had an ejaculation. You know what that is, don't you? He
just couldn't help it."
"But what if he'd tried to...? My, God! What if he tried to fuck me? What could I have
done?"
"He wouldn't dare, Pam. He'd go to prison if he tried. As far as that goes, I could have
the police pick him up just for what he did." She chuckled. "Anyway, it worked out all
right. Now we won't have to pay for the pictures."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Donna patted her daughter on the shoulder. "Never mind, dear. I'll take care of it. You
just forget about it now. Believe me, it doesn't really matter. Why don't you go upstairs
and change? Dinner should be read in about half an hour."
Pam looked at her mother with wonder, shrugged, then headed for the stairs.
Paul came in the front door just as Donna was placing the casserole on the table. He
washed up quickly and joined them. While they ate, he explained what he had done at
football practice, then said there was going to be a game that night and they could all
go watch.
"Oh, are you going to play?" Donna asked.
"Oh, no. I'm just third string. I won't even suit up tonight. But it should be a good
game. The coach said he'd stop by and pick me up. He only lives a block from here. He
said you guys could ride with us, if you want to."
"Hey, cool!" Pam said. "Can I, Mom? Can I go?"
Donna thought about it for a moment. As long as they would go and return with the
coach, she didn't have too much to worry about. They certainly couldn't get into
trouble at a football game.
"All right. I don't see why not. Do you want to go too, Terry?"
"Heck, yeah! I don't like to play, but I sure like to watch."
"The coach said he'd be by about six-thirty, Aunt Donna," Paul said. "We'll have to
hurry up if we're going to wash the dishes first."
"Oh, forget it," Donna scoffed. "I'll take care of that. You kids better dress warmly
though. It's going to be chilly tonight."
While the children were getting ready, Donna started the dishes. When a car honked
outside, the three children came in the kitchen to kiss her good-bye, then they left in a
rush. Donna finished the dishes then fixed herself a tall highball and went upstairs.
She turned the water on in the bathtub and while it was running she went to her
bedroom to undress. It was going to be a nice, quiet evening, and she was going to use
the time to relax and soak in a hot bath. She carried the terrycloth robe with her back
to the bathroom, then stepped into the tub and relaxed, balancing her highball on the
edge. As the hot water eased the tension in her muscles, she sipped the drink slowly,
letting herself relax all over.
When the water started to cool, she reluctantly got out and dried herself off, then
slipped on the robe and went downstairs. She turned on the TV before going to the
kitchen to fix another highball. As she sat down in her favorite chair and stretched her
legs out in front of her, her thoughts went back to Paul and Terry and their tender,
boyish pricks.
Terry's hot, slick shaft had excited her pussy tremendously, and she was sorry she
hadn't sucked him off before letting him fuck her. Paul's sweet cream had tasted
delicious, and she was sure Terry's would be the same way. She let her mind wander,
wondering if Paul's fucking her would be as thrilling.
Milk was seeping into the folds of her cunny as she lit a cigarette and took a sip of her
drink. Even the memories of the boys made her hot. Setting the glass back on the table,
she unbuttoned the lower half of her robe and slipped a hand down into her hairy bush.
She pried the lips of her cunt apart, then began massaging her clit gently with her large
finger. "Uuummm! Uuummm! Oh, that feels good!"
She moved her quivering thighs apart and scooted down on the cushion. Her sliding
finger made wet sounds as she rubbed and caressed the creamy gash. Her eyes were half
closed as she spread the opening to her hole and pressed two fingers upward into her
tunnel, tickling and teasing the tissues of her tube. "Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!"
I should have had Terry stay home, she thought as she squirmed and writhed her pussy
on her plunging fingers. Oh, I wish he were here to fuck me again. God, I wish his
prick was inside me!
The palm of her hand slapped against her pelvis as she hammered at her twat. Her
fingers made schlucking sounds as she pumped them furiously, slamming them in to
the last knuckle and twisting them inside her. "Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!
Gggnnnuuuggghhh!"
If I just had a prick, she thought. Any prick! Just a prick! Oh, Terry. You fuck me so
wonderfully. Oh, honey. I wish you were here!
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, GOD! WWWHHUUUNNGG! TERRY! LOVER!"
Her body stiffened as she lifted off the cushion, arching her pelvis into the air. Her
slamming hand was a blur. "GOD! GOD! OOOHHH! GGNNUUUGGHH!"
She shuddered and shook, then her hand stopped. Lights flashed behind her closed
eyelids and her breath came in gasps. Then she slowly withdrew her hand from her
crotch and stared at the milk-streaked fingers that had just given her so much pleasure.
I wonder...? she thought. Oh, hell! Why not? She lifted her hand and put the sticky
fingers in her mouth to lick them off. Hmmm. That doesn't taste bad at all. Maybe
April knows what she's doing.
Moving back up in the chair, she wiped her fingers on her robe, then lit another
cigarette and drained her glass. Jacking off had felt good, but it wasn't enough to satisfy
her. Then she thought of Lucky.
Getting up from the chair, she carried her empty glass into the kitchen and refilled it.
Then she went to the back door and called for the dog. Within seconds he had run up
to the door and loped in, panting happily as his huge bushy tail swished through the
air. He sat at her feet while she closed the door, lifting a paw to shake as he had been
taught.
"How about some fun tonight, Lucky?" Donna said warmly. "We haven't been together
for a long time. I need that beautiful cock pretty bad tonight. C'mon. Let's go in the
living room."
Picking up her drink, Donna walked back to the front room with the dog trailing
behind her. She sat down in the chair again and unbuttoned her robe all the way up.
Throwing it apart, she slid down and opened her thighs.
"C'mon, Lucky. Lap my pussy. That's a good doggie. You know how."
The dog was a mixture of shepherd and wolf, and he had a long, pointed nose on his
huge head. He whined softly as he moved up between Donna's spread legs and sniffed
at her snatch.
"Go on, baby," Donna urged. "Lick it. Put your tongue in there and lick it. That's a
doggie."
Lucky stuck his long, raspy tongue out and began lapping at her gash. His tail fanned
the air as he licked at her wet canyon, and his ass began making short, hunching
movements.
"Oh, Lucky! Uuummm! Oh, that feels good! That's it! Right there! Oh, ooohhh doggie!
Gggnnnuuuggghhh!"
She had taught the dog to lap her cunt and fuck her when Tom had taken Pam back to
see his folks the year before. She never let the animal in the house except when Pam
was gone. Then it was for only one purpose.
"Oh, that's enough, baby!" Donna moaned. "I'm too hot to play."
She pushed the dog's head away and stood up, slipping the robe off her shoulders.
Getting down on her knees, she put an arm around his neck then reached back under
his belly for the hard, hot cock that she knew would be sticking out. It was. She curled
her fingers around the stiff tool and squeezed it gently. Lucky began hunching into her
fist, sliding his cock in and out of her grasp.
Donna giggled. "Hold on now, Lucky. I'm not going to jack you off. I want you to fuck
me. And you're as ready as I am."
She released his neck and his prong, then turned away to bend over, aiming her ass at
him. She spread her knees and rested her head on her arm. "C'mon, Lucky," she said
throatily. "Get up on top. Let's fuck."
The animal moved up behind her and rose on his hind feet, placing his front legs on
her back. Donna looked back between her legs and gripped the long red tool. She
rubbed the point in her creamy crevice, then slipped the fiery shaft into her hole.
"Oh, Lucky!" she moaned, pulling her hand away. "Pump it, doggie! Pump it! Oh, fuck
me, Lucky! Fuck me!"
The huge furry dog began hunching quickly, spearing his long, hard pole into her
velvety cunt. He began whimpering and whining as Donna's tight twat closed around
his shaft. His tongue hung out the side of his mouth, dripping saliva on her naked back
as he darted his dick in and out of her juicy tube.
"OH, LUCKY!" she groaned. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH, DOGGIE!
AAARRRGGGHHH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! GIVE IT TO ME, BABY! OH,
JESUS! CHRIST, YOUR COCK IS BIG! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Lucky's heavy, hairy sack of balls was swinging between his legs as he pumped at
Donna's snatch. They arced through the air and slapped against her pelvis as he
plunged his dick rapidly into her hot pussy.
"FUCK ME, LUCKY!" Donna cried out. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME!
WWWHHHUUUFFF! OH, DOGGIE! DO IT! JAB ME! OH, DONT STOP, LUCKY!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, THAT FEELS GOOD! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
The big dog was pounding at her cunt, cramming his long, rigid pole up to her waist.
He gave a loud whine, then his throbbing shaft was exploding, squirting a torrent of
boiling liquid against her uterus.
"LUCKY! OH, GOD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!
LUCKY! I'M CUMMIN G! UUUNNNGGGHH! AAARRGGGHH! FFFUUCCCKKK
MMMEEE! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
As the animal continued to spew fluid into her, her tube filled, and the thick cream ran
out past his dick and onto the rug, forming a puddle. When the last drops had squirted
from his prick, Lucky quickly slithered his shaft from her cunt and dropped to the
floor. Then he walked around in front of her and began nuzzling her cheek while his
cum-streaked piston inched back into the hairy pouch.
"Oh, my God!" Donna whimpered. "Uuummm! Oh, Lucky! That was wonderful!
Ooohhh!"
She got to her feet slowly, ignoring the stream of juice that was running from her pussy
onto the floor. She slipped into her robe and called for the dog to follow her as she
made her way to the back door. After shooing the dog outside, she got a handful of
paper towels and began wiping the trail of cream her dripping cunt had made. She
sopped up the puddle on the living room rug, then carried the cum-soaked towels
upstairs to flush them down the toilet.
Using more douche powder than usual, she rinsed her pussy carefully. Lucky's cum had
a strange aroma, and she didn't want to carry the smell around with her. She scrubbed
her snatch thoroughly and dried off, then went back downstairs.
When she had polished off three more highballs, she finally decided to go to bed and
went upstairs, leaving the lights on for the kids.
Les Harper called just before eleven o'clock the next morning. His greeting was cheery,
and Donna's hopes soared for a moment, thinking he had some good news for her.
"What is it, Les?" she asked anxiously. "Were you able to do something?"
"Well, not exactly. I just got Pam's pictures. It's the first time I've seen her without any
clothes on. She's really got a build."
"WHAT?" Donna gasped. "She was supposed to be wearing a bathing suit."
Harper laughed. "She is. I didn't mean naked. I just meant without any clothes on." He
paused and cleared his throat. "I think it would be a good idea if I had a talk with Pam
here in the office. I think I'd better know a little more about her before I start selling
her. You know, get to know her a little better?"
Donna knew exactly what he meant. He was blackmailing her again. After seeing Pam's
pictures in that brief bikini outfit, he obviously wanted to get a better look at her
without anything on at all.
"You think that would really help, huh?" Donna said sarcastically. "What is there about
her that you don't know already?"
Les coughed nervously on the other end of the line. "Oh, you know, Donna. The
personal stuff. Things that a director might ask me. You don't have any objections, do
you? After all, I'm working for her, you know."
"Yes, I know." Donna was silent as she calculated the risks quickly in her mind. She
knew the business from her experience as a model. Most agents, producers and
directors used their positions as bait to get beautiful girls in bed with them. Sometimes
it worked and sometimes it didn't. But without an agent, Pam didn't stand a chance.
And to get another one would mean the same thing all over again.
"Are you still there?" Harper asked.
"Yes, I'm still here." Donna took a deep breath. "Look, Les. Let's not mince words. I
know what you're angling for. I don't like it, but there isn't much I can do about it. If I
say yes, how do I know you'll keep your end of the bargain?"
"You've got my word, Donna. I swear. But you don't think I'd do anything to Pam, do
you? I just want to talk to her, that's all."
"That's a bunch of crap and you know it." She paused. "I'm going to have to think
about it a little while. Up to now, you haven't shown us anything. And I have my
doubts whether you ever will."
"My God, Donna!" he pleaded. "I'm doing everything I can. Convincing people you've
got talented property isn't easy, you know, It takes time. Ahhh, when will you let me
know?"
Donna shook her head sadly and rubbed her forehead. "I don't know, Les. Ill call you
back sometime today. But I'll tell you one thing. If you're trying to take advantage of
us, so help me I'll kill you. Do you understand me?"
Harper laughed nervously. "Oh, c'mon, Donna. You know I'm straight. You know I
wouldn't hand you a line." He paused. "I'll be here all afternoon. Give me a call as soon
as you can."
"I will. Good-bye, Les." She hung up the phone and turned to the kitchen cupboard.
Taking down a bottle of brandy and a small glass, she poured a large shot and tossed it
down neat. It was a tremendous decision to make, and she didn't know whether she
was up to it or not.
For an hour, she paced the house, upstairs and down, chain smoking as she walked.
Even if she did decide it was the best thing to do, she didn't know how she could
convince Pam. She was positive the girl was still a virgin. To ask her daughter to let
Harper cram his thick, hairy shaft into her was almost criminal. But it was going to
happen sooner or later if Pam was ever to make it big.
Donna fretted and stewed until almost one o'clock. Then she made up her mind. She
called the school and asked them to get word to Pam to come home. When she hung
up the phone, she mixed herself a stiff highball, then went into the living room to wait
for her daughter. This was going to be the hardest thing she had ever done, and she still
wasn't sure how she would explain it.
A look of concern furrowed Pam's brow when she came in and closed the door behind
her. She looked at her mother strangely as she crossed to the couch and dropped down,
placing her books and purse on the coffee table in front of her. "What is it, Mom? Why
did you want me here early?"
Donna heaved a sigh and tried to smile at her daughter. "Pam, honey. You know how
hard we've both worked to get you into show business, don't you?"
"Sure, Mom." Pam was puzzled. "What's happened now? Do they want more pictures?"
"No, honey. It's not that." Donna lit a cigarette slowly, trying to put her thoughts in
order. "The thing is, Pam, if we really want this, there are some things we have to do
even though we don't like them."
"I already know that. I didn't even want to go to the photographer yesterday."
"Well, dear, what I'm going to ask you to do is more than that. Mr. Harper wants to
see you."
"Oh, is that all? Heck, that's no problem. When am I supposed to go down there?"
Donna let out her breath slowly. "He wants to do more than talk to you, honey. He
wants to fuck you."
"He WHAT?" Pam's eyebrows raised. "How do you know that? Did he tell you?"
"More or less." Donna leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. "Pam, this is
just one of those things that you... have to do if you want to get any place. You have to
let these men fuck you, or you don't stand a chance of making it. Do you understand
me?"
"Oh, Mom!" the girl groaned. "My, God! You want me to do that? You want me to let
him fuck me?"
Nodding her head slowly, Donna looked pleadingly at the girl. "It's just one of those
things, dear. That's the way the business is. All the girls have to do it. I didn't tell you
before this because I didn't want to frighten you. But if you don't do it, there's no hope
of your ever getting into the movies. Do you understand that?"
Pam slumped back on the couch and stared at her mother, her lower lip quivering.
"But, Mom! Nobody's ever fucked me. Ever! I don't even know how to do it! What if I
got pregnant or something?"
"There's no chance of that, honey. You just had your period. As far as knowing how,
there's nothing to it. All you have to do is lay down and spread your legs. And that's
it."
Pam swallowed hard and looked at her lap. "And if I don't let him screw me, we have
to forget all about it, huh?"
"I'm afraid that's the way it is, Pam. I'm sorry. But it's true. If you don't want to do it,
I'll understand. But it means that everything we've done is down the drain."
Pam brushed her hair back then raised her eyes to look at her mother. They were
expressionless. "All right. I guess I have to do it. But you'll have to tell me what to do.
Good, Lord! I don't even know what a prick really looks like!"
Donna thought quickly. With her virgin pussy, Harper might hurt her when he tried to
stuff his huge shaft inside her. If she could just break her in with a smaller cock, it
wouldn't be so bad. If there were only... Terry! That's it! Terry! His cock wasn't nearly
as big as Les' and she could show Pam how to fuck before she went down to Harper's
office.
"I have an idea, honey," Donna said quickly. "If you'll trust me. I think we can make it
easier for you."
"Of course I trust you, Mama. I don't have much choice. What do you want me to do?"
Donna hesitated. "It would mean letting Terry fuck you first, honey. Do you think you
could do that?"
"Oh, Jesus, Mom!" Pam whimpered. "Isn't one enough? Why would I have to let Terry
screw me?"
"Because his cock isn't as big as Mr. Harper's, honey. I'd be right there with you. I'd
show you how to do it so it wouldn't hurt you. It would be a lot easier, sweetheart.
Really it would."
Shaking her head sadly, Pam stood up and began walking back and forth across the
room. "Jeez, I don't know, Mom. I don't even know what it feels like. And if a cock is
as big as I think it is, I'd be scared to death." She stopped in front of her mother. "Are
you sure it doesn't hurt?"
"It might a little at first," Donna admitted. "But then it feels very good. After all,
practically every woman does it. It's been going on for centuries."
"Did you have to fuck other men when you were a model?"
"Yes, honey, I did. I hate to admit it but I did. I fucked a lot of men. Photographers and
art directors and dress designers."
"Did you like having all those men screw you?"
"Well... yes, I did." Donna lowered her gaze to the floor. "I really did, honey. Some of
them weren't so hot, but most of them were terrific. I think once you try it, you're
going to like it."
Pam knelt in front of her mother and took her hands in hers. "Mama, I love you very
much. If you want me to fuck somebody, I'll do it. I just want to make you happy. The
other girls keep saying you can't wear a pussy out, and I guess that's right. IH fuck
Terry, and Mr. Harper, and anybody else you want me to. Honest."
Donna threw her arms around Pam and pulled her close. "Oh, sweetheart. You're such
a good girl. Just have faith in me, and I'm sure everything will be all right."
"I know it will, Mama." The girl backed away. "Now, is there anything you want to tell
me about fucking before Terry gets here?"
Donna smiled happily. "Let's wait 'til you go to bed with him. Then I'll show you
everything you have to know." She stood up. "C'mon, honey.' Let's have some lunch.
I'll call Terry's school first, then we can eat."
The woman and her daughter went into the kitchen together, holding hands and
grinning.


Chapter 5

Donna called Terry's school, then she and Para had a quick lunch. When they were
through, they went upstairs. Donna instructed her daughter to take a shower while she
went to her bedroom to undress and put on her sheer negligee.
Stopping at the bathroom on her way back down, Donna told Pam to go to her room
when she was finished and not to put any clothes on. She would have to explain to
Terry what was going on, and she thought it would be easier if the girl wasn't present.
When Terry came in the front door a half hour later, he was surprised to see his aunt
wearing the thin garment that he could easily see through. Her dark nipples and the
bushy hair of her cunt were plainly visible, and he tried hard not to stare as he dropped
into a chair.
"They said at school you wanted me to come home, Aunt Donna," he said, nervously.
"Uhhh, what's the matter?"
Donna smiled at him lovingly. "It's not really a problem, dear. But I do need your help.
Do you remember what you did to me yesterday?"
Terry swallowed hard. "Yeah. Do you want me to do it... again? Is that why you wanted
me to come home?"
"No, dear. Not exactly. How would you like to do that to Pam? How would you like to
fuck her like you did me?"
The boy didn't reply. He merely stared at her wide-eyed, unable to speak.
"That's right, honey," she said softly. "I can't tell you the whole story of why I want you
to do it, but I want you to. And so does Pam. You won't mind doing it for us, will
you?"
"God, no!" he said huskily. His body trembled at the mere thought of being able to
stuff his dick into the beautiful girl. "When she gets home, you want me to... fuck her?"
"She's here already, honey. She's upstairs in her bedroom. Now, you can't say anything
about this to anybody. This has to be our secret. Will you promise me that?"
"Oh, Jeez, Aunt Donna. I'd never say anything." His cock was already hardening in his
pants, pushing his fly out.
"All right then." Donna stood up and walked over to take his hand. "Let's go upstairs
now. Pam's waiting for us."
Donna could feel his hand shaking in hers as they went up the stairs and down the hall
to Pam's room. When they went inside, the girl was lying naked on her bed, her knees
pulled up and her feet spread apart. Terry stopped in his tracks and choking sounds
came from his throat.
"I see you're all ready, dear," Donna said to Pam. Then she dropped Terry's hand and
turned to him. 'Take your clothes off, hon. All of them. I'm going to stay here with you
and show you how."
The boy nodded dumbly and began unbuckling his belt, his eyes still fixed on Pam's
nude, creamy body. Donna smiled at his anxiousness as she slowly unbuttoned the
negligee and slipped it from her shoulders, tossing it on the dresser.
Pam looked at her mother with a puzzled frown. "Mama, how come you're naked? Are
you going to do something too?"
"No, dear. Not now. I just thought it would be easier this way."
Both females turned their eyes to Terry. He was sliding his shorts down his legs, and
his hairless, boyish cock was throbbing and jerking in front of him. The foreskin had
peeled back over the head and the purple tip was gleaming. When he straightened up
and Pam saw the full length of his rigid rod, she gasped involuntarily.
"Oh, God, Mama!" the girl moaned. "It's so big! Are you sure it will fit? I don't see how
it will ever go up inside me!"
Donna chuckled. She could see that her daughter's gash was already wet, and her own
milk had begun flowing into the folds of her pussy. She knew that Terry's beautiful tool
would slide easily into either one of them.
"Don't worry, Pam. It looks big, but your pussy can take it. It was meant to." She
walked to the bed and sat down on the edge. "C'mon, Terry. Come over here and well
show Pam how nice it feels."
"Oh, wow!" the boy gasped as he strode to the bed, his cock bobbing as he walked. The
sight of the two naked bodies had made him hotter than he had ever been, and he
could feel his cum boiling in his loins. "Aunt Donna, I don't know if I can," he said,
stopping next to her. "I'm scared I'll shoot off before I even get it inside her."
"Oh, dear," Donna sighed. "I hadn't thought of that." She gazed at his throbbing tool
and licked her lips. "It won't do any good if you cum too quickly. Pam wouldn't even
have a chance to get started." She paused. "Well, I guess we'll have to make you cum
first, won't we?" She put her hands on the boy's waist and moved him around until he
was standing between her legs.
"What are you going to do, Mama?" Pam asked.
"Sit up here beside me, Pam. I'm going to show you how to do something else. You
won't have to do this today, but sometime you might want to."
When the girl had scrambled to a seated position beside her, Donna smiled up at Terry
then lowered her head and gripped the base of his pulsating shaft. She wet her lips with
her tongue, then leaned forward to begin kissing the hot head of his prong.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, God, Aunt Donna! Uuunnnfff! What are you going to do? Oh,
God! Aaarrrggghhh!"
Pam was fascinated as she watched her mother's lips caress Terry's thick shaft. She had
heard about sucking cocks, but she had always thought it was just a joke. She couldn't
believe that anyone would actually put a prick in their mouth.
"Uuummm! Uuummm!" Donna's legs were quivering as she brushed her lips over the
swollen end of the boy's pecker. Her pussy was twitching and the spasms in her womb
were palpitating the flat skin of her tummy. Moaning softly, she opened her mouth and
pushed it down over the hard piston, rolling her tongue over it as she engulfed the
delicious member. "MMM! UUUMMM!"
"AUNT DONNA!" Terry cried out. "OH, GOD! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! ARE
YOU GOING TO SUCK ME? JESUS! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, GOD, AUNT
DONNA! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! PLEASE! PLEASE!" His slim body shook as he
felt Donna's warm mouth applying pressure to his aching dick. "UUUNNNGGGHHH!
GGGHHH!"
"Oh, Mama!" Pam gasped. "Oh, do it! Suck him!" The girl was feverishly excited as she
watched her mother engulf Terry's tool. "Suck him! Suck him! Oh, God! This is
wonderful!"
"MMM! UUUMMM!" Donna reached up between the boy's thighs and began fondling
his balls as she nodded her head quickly on his dong. Her mouth made wet, slurping
sounds as she sucked and tugged on the throbbing member. "UUUMMM!"
"AUNT DONNA! AAARRRGGGHHH! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM!
WWWHHHHUUUNNGGG! OH, JESUS! AUNT DONNA! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"SUCK HIM, MAMA!" Pam squealed. She leaned closer to watch the saliva-wet prick
punch in and out of her mother's mouth. "SUCK IT! SUCK IT! OH, GOD! IT'S
MAKING ME HOT! OH, MAMA! SUCK HIM!"
"UUUMMM!" Donna's cheeks were puckered as she bobbed her head wildly, mouthing
his dick passionately in an effort to draw his hot liquid from his balls. "UUUMMM!
UUUMMM!"
"GGNNUUUGGGHHH! I'M GOING TO CUM! AUNT DONNA! AAARRGGGHH!
OH, JESUS! HERE IT COMES! UNGH! UNGH! GGGNNNUUUNNNGGGHHH!
AAARRRGGGHHH!"
The rigid shaft expanded as Terry's cum flowed into it. Then it was erupting in Donna's
mouth, shooting in gigantic spurts against her tonsils and the back of her throat. She
swallowed quickly, drinking the sweet liquid as fast as it spewed out. She felt the boy
tremble and shake, then the last drops began oozing onto her tongue as orgasm
thundered through her body.
"Oh, Mama!" Pam groaned. "You did it! You sucked him off! Jeez!"
"FFF! UUUNNNFFF!" Terry's body began going limp as Donna removed her mouth
from his still-jerking pecker. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, his mouth
turning up in a grin. "Oh, wow, Aunt Donna! That was cool! God! Nobody's ever done
that to me before!"
Donna wiped her mouth with the back of her arm. "I'm glad you liked it, dear. Now I
think you're ready to fuck Pam." She turned to her daughter. "Why don't you lay down
now, honey?"
"Oh, Jeez!" the girl whimpered. "I can't wait!" She scrambled up on her back and
spread her legs apart. "Oh, please, Mama! Let him fuck me! I'm so hot I'm going
crazy!"
Donna glanced at her daughter's milky gash and nodded her head. If there was ever a
time, this was it. "Hurry up, Terry. Get up there between her legs. Stick your cock in
her."
The boy needed no urging. He leaped on the bed and crawled up between Pam's
outstretched legs. Sinking down on top of her, he probed at her creamy canyon with his
hard tool, trying to find the opening.
"Wait a minute, Terry," Donna said quickly. "Let me put it in for you." She reached
between the young bodies and guided Terry's fiery poker into Pam's dilated cunt.
"IT'S IN!" Pam screamed. "IT'S IN! OH, TERRY! PUSH IT WAY UP INSIDE ME!
UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! TERRY! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
The boy lunged upward, plunging his prick into the tight, clenching tunnel. The velvety
tissues of her tube slid over his cock excitingly as he thrust it upward to bang the
swollen head of his shaft against her womb.
"WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, JESUS, PAM! GOD! OH, FUCK! FUCK!" The
boy grabbed her shoulders and buried his face in her hair. "JJJEEESSSUUUSSS!"
Donna had gotten off the bed and was leaning over to watch the boy's long pecker
penetrate Pam's pussy. "Put your legs around him, Pam. Wrap your arms around him.
Now, squirm your ass. That's it. Hunch up to him. That's the girl. Fuck her good,
Terry. Give it to her."
"TTTEEERRRYYY! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH, MY
GOD! THIS IS BEAUTIFUL! AARRGGHH! OOOHHH, TERRY! UUUNNGGGHH!
YOU'RE CLEAR UP INSIDE ME! OH, MY GOD! FUCK ME! FFFUUUCCCKKK
MMMEEE!"
As she watched the boy's bare ass bobbing up and down, Donna reached down to her
snatch and began rubbing the milk-filled valley. It was the first time she had ever
watched another couple fuck, and she was amazed at how thrilling it was. Her daughter
had let natural instincts take over and she was hunching off the bed onto Terry's
stabbing rod. She was screwing like she had done it all her life, and Donna was pleased.
"PAM," the boy shouted. "OH, GOD! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! YOUR CUNT'S
SO TIGHT! UUUNNNGGG! JESUS! I'M GOING TO CUM PRETTY SOON!
AAARRRGGGHHH! WWWHHHUUNNNGGG! OH, PAM! GOD! UUNNGGHH!"
"FFFUUUCCCKKK MMMEEE!" Pam cried out. "FASTER, TERRY! HARDER! OH,
DO IT! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! IT'S FANTASTIC! GIVE IT TO ME!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! MAMA! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! OH, GOD!
AAARRRGGGHHH!"
Donna's fingers were in her cunt and she was pumping frantically, swirling her ass as
she gaped at the fucking couple. Her daughter's screams of joy only added to her
excitement as she finger-fucked herself in ecstasy.
"I'M CUMMING!" Terry shouted. "PAM! OH, GOD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!
UNGH! UNGH!"
"WWWOOOWWW!" Pam arched her back as she felt the boiling liquid spurting into
her cunt. "WWHHHUUNNGG! OH, TERRY! TTTEEERRRYY! GGNNUUGGGHH!"
"GH! UNGH! UNGH!" Donna gasped and grunted as her own climax made her body
quiver and shake. She sank to her knees at the side of the bed, moaning softly as the
tingling effect of climax surged through her.
"Oh, my God!" Terry gasped. He sank limply on top of the girl for a second, then
slowly slithered his cum-covered tool from her box and rolled over on his back. "Oh,
Jesus! Wheew! God!"
Donna sighed and removed her fingers from her milky tube. Then she stood up on
shaky legs and smiled down at the two children. "Well, Pam? What did you think of
that? It wasn't as bad as you thought it was going to be, was it?"
The girl grinned languidly at her mother. "Oh, gosh, Mom! It was beautiful! God!
When he shot off inside me I thought I was going to go out of my mind. I think
fucking is fantastic! I'm glad you made me do it."
"So am I, dear." Donna glanced at Terry's wilting pecker, wet with cum and cuntal
milk. "I think Terry's satisfied, too. You two just lay there for a minute. I'll go get a
wash rag and a towel."
When she returned she helped the children clean up, then she told Pam to go to the
bathroom and take a douche. She had shown the girl how several months before. When
Pam left the room, she picked up her negligee and told Terry to get dressed. Then she
went to her room and put her clothes back on.
When the children had finished dressing, Donna told Terry to stay at the house and
wait for her while she took Pam downtown. The young girl was smiling widely as she
followed her mother out to the car and got in. Donna noticed the change in her
daughter's attitude, and when she had backed out and started down the street, she
turned and smiled at the happy young lady.
"You're not worried about it at all now, are you, Pam?"
"Oh, no, Mama." The girl giggled. "You don't suppose Mr. Harper will want me to
suck him off too, do you?"
"If he asks you, tell him no. It's all right if you fuck him, but I don't want you sucking
him off. You save that for people you want to do it to. He should be satisfied with just
getting his cock inside you."
Pam leaned back and sighed. "He'll get real hot, won't he, Mama? Do you suppose he'll
shoot off before he fucks me?"
"Oh, I don't think so. He's had enough experience that he knows how to hold it back.
But just let him cum once. Don't let him do it any more than that. We want to keep
him on the string."
"Is his cock bigger than Terry's?"
"Yes, but not much." When Pam laughed suddenly, Donna knew she'd made a mistake.
"So you did it to Mr. Harper, too. I thought you probably did. And you fucked Terry
too, didn't you?"
Donna nodded as she slowed for a stop sign. "I didn't want you to know about that,
dear. But you're right." When the car came to a halt, she turned and looked at her
daughter. "You don't think badly of me because I did, do you, Pam?"
"Oh, no, Mama. Of course not. Now that I know what it's like, I can see why you'd
want it. Jeez, if all fucking is like that, I don't see why girls don't want to do it all the
time."
Donna laughed as she started up again. "Some of them do, honey. Some of them do."
They rode in silence until Donna pulled up in front of Harper's office building. Pam
smiled at her mother as she picked up her purse and opened the door.
"Don't worry about a thing, Mama. I can take care of old Mr. Harper. Should I take a
cab home, or do you want to pick me up?"
"Take a cab, honey. It shouldn't take very long." She hesitated as she felt a twinge of
conscience. "If you change your mind, or if he does anything you don't like, you get out
of there right away. Understand?"
"It's okay, Mama. I'll be home in a little while." The girl got out and shut the door,
waved through the window, then turned and entered the building.
As she pulled out into the traffic, Donna couldn't help but feel somewhat guilty, even
though she knew that mere fucking wouldn't hurt Pam and that it was the only way for
a girl to get ahead in show business. It still seemed a shame. It was a terrible thing that
girls had to let themselves be laid in order to accomplish anything. They usually even
had to fuck in order to get a husband. It wasn't fair, but it had been going on since the
beginning of time, and there was nothing she or anyone else could do about it.
Pam stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall to Harper's office. She had
been there twice before. He had always been very pleasant to her, even though her
mother did most of the talking. She thought he was nice and very good looking. As she
opened the door and went in, she felt her pussy getting wet in anticipation of what was
going to happen.
The secretary wasn't at her desk in the outer office, so Pam crossed the room directly to
Harper's inner door. She brushed her hair back, took a deep breath and put her smile
on her face as she twisted the knob.
"Well, hello, Pam." Harper stood up from behind his desk and walked around,
extending his hand. "I'm glad you could make it this afternoon."
Pam shook his hand and nodded. "I'm glad you asked me." She reached back and
closed the door. "Mother said you wanted to talk to me."
He cleared his throat nervously. "Well, yes, I did. I thought I'd get to know you a little
better. It makes it easier to talk to the producers and directors when you know the
person you're selling. You don't mind, do you?"
Pam looked at him coyly, then walked to the chair in front of the desk and sat down.
"Oh, no. I don't mind." She crossed her legs, letting the mini skirt slide up her white
thighs. "Are you going to ask me questions or something, Mr. Harper?"
"Call me Les." He cleared his throat again. "Did... your mother tell you anything about
this?"
Pam smiled at him seductively. "Yes, she did. You don't really want to talk, do you?
You want something else. Mama said you did."
Les walked to the desk, propped a leg on it, and gazed down at her creamy thighs
where they disappeared under the short skirt. He crossed his hands over his pelvis as
his prick began to harden. "Pam, ahhh, you don't have to do anything you don't want
to, you know. That is... "
"I know." Pam looked directly into his eyes. "Shall we do it now? There's no point in
wasting time, is there?"
"You're... not a virgin, are you?"
She chuckled. "No I'm not, Les." Rising from her chair slowly, Pam stood up and
pulled her sweater off over her head. Watching Les' expression out of the corner of her
eye, she unhooked her bra and took it off.
"Jesus Christ!" Les gasped.
"Do you like those?" she cooed. "Wait till you see the rest of it." She unzipped her skirt
and took it off, then slid the bikini panties down her long, shapely legs. When she had
kicked them off, she straightened and looked at him proudly, aiming her firm titties at
him. "How about that, Mr. Harper. Not too bad, is it?"
"Oh, God!" he moaned, standing up. His throbbing dick was pushing at his fly,
popping it out like a tent. "You're beautiful! Goddamn, Pam! You're beautiful."
She smiled and pointed at the bulge in his pants. "Don't you think you'd better take
that thing out of there? You can't do anything like that."
Harper was shaking with excitement as he grabbed for his zipper and shot it down. His
huge, hairy prick flopped out of the opening immediately, jerking and pulsing. The skin
was drawn tight over the swollen head, and a droplet of cream was oozing from the slit
in the end.
"Oh, Les!" the girl moaned, gaping at his monstrous tool. "Wow! That's an awfully big
prick!"
"It sure is, baby!" he rasped. "Why don't you lay down on the floor and let your cunt
see what it feels like?" He gaped at her lustfully as she nodded and lowered her lush,
curvy body to the rug and stretched out. When she drew her legs up, he could see the
pink, velvety canyon of her cunt glistening wetly.
"C'mon, Lester," she murmured. "Don't tease me. Let me feel that big beautiful cock.
Hurry!"
His shaft was jerking wildly as he got to his knees and crawled forward. He had never
seen such a lovely figure, naked and waiting. He had fucked hundreds of women, but
never anything as luscious as this. Stretching out on top of her, he put his mouth on
hers, then gently but eagerly hunched his aching poker at her milky canyon. When he
found the hole, he began pressing his stiff prick in slowly.
Pam tore her lips from his, lifted her naked legs high in the air, and screamed.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!"


Chapter 6

"OH, MY GOD, LES!" Pam shouted, clutching at his shirt.
"WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! IT'S SO BIG! UUUNNNGGGHHH! TAKE IT EASY!
OH, JESUS! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"Hang tight, baby!" he grunted, easing his thick prong into her tight tube. "Jesus, what
a cunt! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, fuck, baby! I've never felt a twat so tight!
Christ! Aaarrrggghhh!"
"OH, LESTER!" The girl began sobbing with ecstasy as the huge pole filled her belly.
Her milk had lubricated the hard tool and now, as Les began pumping, it slid in and
out of her cunt easily. "GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! LESTER! LESTER! OH, JEEZ!
WOW! OH, FUCK ME! FFFUUUCCCKKK MMMEEE! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH,
GOD! IT'S SUCH A BIG COCK!"
"Baby! Baby!" His entire body quivered as he hunched his rod into the juice pussy. Her
near-virgin cunt gripped at his dong, the soft pliable tissues tickling his stabbing rod.
"Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, Christ, honey! Wrap your legs around me! Hunch your ass!
Fuck, baby! Fuck! Oh, Lord! Aaarrrggghhh!"
"PUMP IT, LES!" she cried out. "PUMP IT! PUMP IT! OH, FUCK ME! MAKE ME
CUM! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! I CAN'T STAND
IT! IT'S WONDERFUL! LLLEEESSSTTTEEERRR! WOW! SCREW ME! IT'S CLEAR
UP INSIDE ME! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Her legs and arms were squeezing him tightly as he hammered at her girlish cunny,
spearing her belly and banging against her womb with the head of his shaft. She began
hunching up to him, meeting each thrust as he lunged into her.
"FUCK, PAM! FUCK! OH, GOD! WHAT A BEAUTIFUL CUNT!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! HUNCH! DO YOU FEEL THAT PRICK, BABY?
UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"YES, LESTER!" she screamed. "OH, GOD! IT'S FANTASTIC! UUUNNNGGGHHH!
UUUNNNGGGHHH! FUCK ME, LES! FUCK ME! FASTER! HARDER! GIVE IT TO
ME! ALL OF IT! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, LES! FFFUUUCCCKKK MMMEEE!"
The small office echoed with the wet sounds of fucking as he hammered at her snatch
mercilessly. His huge dick darted in and out of her slimy pussy as they writhed and
thrashed on the rug.
"I'M GOING TO CUM, BABY!" he rasped loudly. "OH, JESUS! BABY! OH, FUCK!
I'M GONNA CUM! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! UNGH!
GGGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"SHOOT!" the girl shouted. "GIVE IT TO ME! AAARRRGGGHHH! I FEEL IT! I'M
CUMMING, TOO! LLLEEESSSTTTEEERRR! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD!
FUCK ME! WWWOOOWWW! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Lester stiffened as his dick began spurting. He left his tool buried to the hilt as his hot
juice squirted in jets against her womb. The girl arched her back and shuddered
underneath him, her nails digging into his back as she whimpered and moaned. Then
their bodies went limp and Pam's legs slid slowly to the floor.
"Oh, Lester!" she groaned. "Oh, that was beautiful! God! Your prick is fantastic!"
"So is your pussy!" he said huskily as he pulled his rod slowly from her tunnel. He got
to his knees then stood up on shaky legs, staring down at Pam's lovely body. He took
his handkerchief out and began wiping his prick off.
"Oh, wow!" Pam sat up and began getting to her feet. Cum dripped from her cunny as
she straightened up and she looked around for something to wipe her gash with.
"Here, baby. Use this." Les handed over his handkerchief.
While she wiped her snatch, he stuffed his cock back in his pants and zipped them up.
Then he went around behind the desk to sit down and light a cigarette, watching Pam
as she dressed.
"You're going to make it big if you put out like that, little girl." He smiled and leaned
back in the chair. "With a cunt like that, you can't miss."
Pam had her skirt and panties on and was tucking her titties in the brassiere. "I suppose
I'll have to fuck everybody in the country to do it though, won't I?"
Harper chuckled. "No, not everybody. Just the right people. And I'm one of the right
people. It's all part of the business, baby."
"That's what I understand." Pam slipped her sweater over her head and ran her fingers
through her hair. "I guess we'll have to do this again, won't we?"
"You wouldn't mind that, would you?" he replied, leering at her. "You sure acted like
you enjoyed that fuck."
"Oh, I did. Honest." She giggled, then bent down to pick up her purse. "I've had more
fun today than I've ever had. I'll come back whenever you want me to."
"That a girl. That's the way I like to hear you talk. But you'd better get going now
before I decide I want some more of that fantastic pussy of yours. I'll give you a call."
Pam smiled at him warmly. "You do that, Les. I'm ready whenever you are." She waved
her hand then went out the door.
Donna walked up to the front door and went inside. After dropping her purse in a
chair, she headed directly for the kitchen to mix herself a stiff highball. There was no
doubt about what was going on in Harper's office at that moment, and she didn't want
to think about it. Even though it was a necessary evil, she hated to accept the fact that
Pam was spreading her legs for Harper.
She drained half the glass quickly, then refilled it and went into the living room. She
could hear no noises from upstairs and wondered whether Terry had minded her and
stayed at home. Placing her glass on the table, she went upstairs and strode down the
hall to the guest bedroom.
When she looked in the doorway, she saw Terry stretched out on the bed, sound asleep,
a school book resting open on his chest. Smiling at him tenderly, she reached out and
pulled the door closed quietly then went back downstairs.
Before she had a chance to sit down, the doorbell rang. Afraid that the noise might
wake Terry, she dashed across the room to answer it. Fred's wife, April, was standing
there with a cheery smile on her face. She was in her mid-twenties, with natural blonde
curly hair and large blue eyes In addition to being exceptionally pretty, she also had a
beautiful figure that made Donna envious at times.
"Hi, Donna. Can I come in for a minute?"
"Why sure, April. How have you been?" Donna swung the door open to let the girl
enter. "What's new?"
April walked to the couch and sat down while Donna closed the door and returned to
her drink.
"Oh, not much," April said dropping down. "Same old stuff. Fred and I are still looking
for someone to swap with. He told me about Tom. That's really a shame."
"Yes, it is. I wish he'd gone along with it. I think we could have had fun. How about a
drink?"
"No, thanks, Donna. Not right now." The young woman leaned back and crossed her
legs, looking steadily at Donna. "What's wrong with the three of us working something
out? Fred says he enjoys fucking you, and I wouldn't mind a threesome. It would be
better than nothing, since Tom won't join us."
Donna sighed and lit a cigarette. "Honestly, April. I don't know what to do. Tom wants
a divorce, and I don't even know where I'll be living. Besides, there's only so much two
women can do with one man."
"I agree to that. But there are other things too, you know. I mean, there's nothing
wrong with you and I having some fun, is there?" She paused and looked around
quickly. "There's no one here, is there?"
"Only my nephew. He's upstairs sleeping. It's all right. We can talk." Donna took a
drag of her cigarette. "Really, April. I don't know whether I could go along with
anything between you and me. I've never done anything like that before. Somehow, it
just doesn't seem natural."
A sly look came over April's face as she eyed Donna's tits and long, shapely legs. "Don't
knock it if you haven't tried it, hon. You've had your cunt eaten before, haven't you?"
"Why, of course I have. But by men."
"Okay. And you've sucked guys off too, haven't you? I mean, let them cum in your
mouth?"
Donna coughed nervously. "Well, yes. But that's different."
"Not really that much." April smiled knowingly. "Wouldn't you really like to have me
get down between your legs and eat your cunt until you cum? You could even close
your eyes and pretend it's some man if you wanted to. You wouldn't have to eat me
right away. I can get my rocks off just eating a juicy snatch."
Donna stared at the young woman silently as she wondered what it would be like. April
obviously knew what she was talking about. And she could probably lap a pussy better
than any man because she knew what a woman wanted. The idea was intriguing, but
she still didn't know whether she could go through with it.
"I know what you're thinking, Donna," April said smugly. "It wouldn't hurt to try it,
would it? Besides, why should I let you use Fred's prick when I don't get anything out
of it? That's not really fair, is it?"
"No, I guess it isn't." Donna lowered her eyes to her lap. "You just want to eat me,
April? That's all?"
April leaned forward eagerly. "That's all, Donna. Please. I know you'd like it. I'm really
very good. Would you at least try it?"
Donna thought about it for a few minutes and was about to ask April to postpone it for
a while when the phone rang. She excused herself and went into the kitchen to answer
it. Pam was on the other end, sounding happy and excited.
"Oh, Mom! It was great! Really it was! Jesus, he's got a big prick!"
"I know, dear. He didn't hurt you, did he?"
"Oh, God, no! Wow! He really made me cum! I even want him to fuck me again! Jeez,
Mom! It was terrific!"
"All right, dear. We'll talk about it when you get home. Are you on your way?"
"Not really. I want to stay downtown and do some shopping. Is it okay?"
"I suppose so. Just be home for dinner. And don't spend a lot of money. We can't
afford it right now."
"I won't, Mom. And wait till I tell you what Les did to me. Gosh! It was out of sight!"
Donna remembered Harper's huge cock and she could imagine how her daughter felt.
"We'll talk about it when you get here. 'Bye now."
As she hung up the phone and started back for the living room, Donna realized she was
hot and excited. The discussions with April and her daughter had started the milk
flowing in her pussy She wanted a fuck, but her neighbor's offer sounded better and
better. By the time she had entered the living room, she had already made up her mind.
"All right, April," she said quietly. "I'll do it with you. Do you want to do it here? Or
shall we go over to your house?"
April leaped to her feet, her eyes gleaming brightly. "If your nephew is asleep, why
don't we do it right here? I'm so hot I can hardly stand it. You don't have to take all
your clothes off. Just your panties."
Donna nodded and moved over in front of her chair, feeling her pussy twitching as she
lifted her skirt and skinned her panties down her legs. She kicked them off along with
her shoes then sat down, lifting her skirt up over her waist. Then she slid down on the
cushion and spread her legs apart. "All right, April. There it is. Eat me good, will you,
honey?"
The young woman's eyes were glazed with lust as she stared at Donna's hairy box. She
was breathing rapidly as she moved over to kneel on the floor between Donna's bare,
open legs. "Hold it apart for me, will you?" she whispered throatily. "Oh, God! Your
pussy looks delicious!"
Reaching down with both hands, Donna used her index fingers to pull the lips of her
juicy gash wide. She could feel April's hot breath on her wet slit as the woman gaped at
her twat. Then April leaned forward and began brushing her lips gently over the folds
of the milky canyon.
"Oh, April!" Donna moaned. "Uuummm! Oh, honey! That feels good! You're teasing
me! Stick your tongue out, sweetheart! Lick it good! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!"
April stretched her arms upward and cupped her hands around Donna's large tits, then
her tongue darted out of her mouth and she began licking and lapping the milk-filled
valley, tickling Donna's clit and reaming her dilated hole. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
"OOOHHH, APRIL! HONEY! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, LORD, THAT
FEELS GOOD!" Her legs quivered as April buried her hot mouth in the folds of her
crevice. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, HONEY! EAT IT! MAKE ME CUM! LICK IT,
HON! OH, GOD! VARRRGGGHHH!"
Using her lips and tongue, April cleansed the cuntal milk from Donna's twat, drinking
the liquid thirstily. Then she darted her tongue into the moist opening and began
spearing it, squirming as she licked the sensitive tissues. "MMM! UUUMMM!"
"APRIL! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD!" Donna was squirming and twisting on
the chair, hunching her cunny up to April's greedy mouth. "EAT ME! EAT ME!
OOOHHH, GOD! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, DEAR! I'M GOING TO CUM!
LAP IT! OH, GOD! EAT IT! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! APRIL! APRIL!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, LORD!"
As Donna shook and quivered in the chair, April continued to mouth the juicy gash as
she, too, convulsed in orgasm. Both women whimpered and moaned as the electric-like
tingles of climax raced through their limbs. When the tremors had subsided, April sat
back on her legs and smiled up at Donna with cuntal milk dripping from her chin "I
know you liked that, Donna. You came, didn't you?"
Donna sighed and opened her eyes slowly. "Oh, God! Did I cum! My, God! I didn't
dream that you could . .!" She looked up over April's head and saw Terry standing at
the bottom of the stairs staring at the women with his eyebrows raised.
"Oh, Lord!" Donna jumped up and pulled her skirt down, gaping back at the boy.
"What the hell...?" April had been startled by Donna's sudden movement, and twisted
around to look behind her. She saw Terry standing there with his hard prick making a
bulge in his pants. She was surprised at first, then her lips curved into a smile.
"Terry!" Donna said. "I thought you were in your room! How long have you been
standing there?"
The boy shook his head slowly from side to side. "Jeez, I don't know. I didn't know you
were down here. I fell asleep." His face was blushing vividly as he turned and began
racing up the steps.
"Terry!" Donna called. The boy paid no heed. They heard him running down the
hallway and then the slam of his door echoed through the house.
"So that was your nephew," April said, getting to her feet slowly. "How about that? The
little shit even had a hard-on."
"April!" Donna barked sharply. "Don't talk like that." She put her hands to her face.
"Oh, my God! What am I going to do now? How can I ever explain this?"
April giggled. "I don't think you'll have to explain, kid. He saw everything there was to
see. All you have to do is tell him to keep his mouth shut."
Anger flashed in Donna's eyes as she looked at her neighbor. "You'd better go now,
April. I'll have to see if I can straighten this out somehow."
"Suit yourself. I'll see you later." She went to the door, then stopped and turned. "I
really enjoyed that, Donna. And you did too. Don't let this upset everything for us.
Give me a call when you want to come over." She opened the door and left.
Picking up her panties, Donna slipped them on, then put her feet in her shoes. She
would have to speak to Terry before the other children came home. There was no doubt
that he was shocked and surprised. If she talked to him calmly, he might be able to
understand.
After draining the drink she had left on the table, Donna went into the kitchen and
fixed herself another before going upstairs. When she got to the guest room door, she
took a deep breath, smoothed out her skirt, then went in. Terry was laying on his back
on the bed, a book propped in his hands. He glanced up as she entered then laid the
book down carefully on the covers.
"Terry," Donna began quietly, "I want to explain what happened down there."
"You don't have to explain to me, Aunt Donna. It's none of my business. It's okay with
me if you want to do things like that."
Donna moved to the side of the bed and sat down. She swirled the ice in her glass and
watched it. "It's a little more than that, dear. I just don't want you getting the wrong
idea. That was the first time I'd ever done anything like that. It wasn't really something
I wanted to do."
The boy shrugged his shoulders. "Honest, Aunt Donna. It's okay with me. Don't worry
about me saying anything. I won't."
"Thank you, Terry. I really appreciate that." She looked over at him and smiled. "How
about coming downstairs? You can help me get dinner ready."
"Okay." He swung his legs off the bed and stood up. "Aunt Donna? When are you
going to let me... fuck you again?"
Donna laughed as she got up and walked to the door. "Pretty soon, dear. I promise you
that. But right now let's worry about dinner, shall we?"
Paul and Pam arrived at the house at almost the same time. Donna could see that her
daughter was anxious to talk to her privately and describe the experience she'd had with
Harper. But with the boys there, neither of them wanted to chance it.
They had a leisurely dinner. After the dishes were done, everyone gathered in the living
room to watch television. As soon as she was sure the boys were wrapped up in the
program, Pam signaled silently to her mother to go upstairs. Donna nodded in
agreement then followed Pam up to her bedroom. When the door was closed, the girl
turned to her mother with sparkling eyes.
"Oh, Mom! You should have been there! Gosh! Les' cock is this big!" She held her
hands up to describe it. "I was scared when he first stuck it in me. But when he started
fucking me, it didn't hurt at all. Oh, Mom! I really came!"
Donna crossed the room and sat down on the bed. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it, dear.
But don't get carried away. I can't let just anyone fuck you. You have to hold it out in
front of their noses like a carrot with a donkey."
Pam laughed and went to sit next to her mother. "I know it, Mom. But God! It feels so
good! I want to ask you something. Can I let Terry fuck me again?"
"I was afraid of that," Donna nodded her head slowly. "I suppose I should have known
you'd want more." She hesitated. "Pam, dear. It's not something you can do with just
anybody anytime you want to."
"But why not, Mama? Heck, Terry's my cousin. It's not like he's someone who'd have a
disease or anything."
"That's not it, dear. You're only children. Terry's only eleven years old. He really isn't
supposed to be doing things like that. I only let him that once to make it easier for
you."
"Oh, heck!" Pam said sullenly. "I thought I was going to be able to fuck all the time,
now. Jeez, Mom. It feels so good. It won't hurt me. Really it won't."
Donna sighed sadly. She knew that now that Pam had experienced the joys of
intercourse, she would have to be satisfied continuously. She couldn't expect the girl to
forget the thrill of having a cock between her legs. That would be impossible. But there
was also the problem of the boys. She was starting them out at an awfully young age.
"Please, Mama," Pam begged. "You said I couldn't get pregnant. Every time I think
about Terry's prick, I get all hot inside. Can't he come in my room tonight? If you
won't let me fuck him, can I at least suck his cock? Like you did?"
"Oh, Pam, I don't know. I just don't know." Donna stood up and began walking
around the room, rubbing her forehead. Paul would be bound to find out. Then he'd
want to dick Pam too. A family orgy was beginning in the house, and she didn't know
how to stop it. Finally she halted in front of Pam and nodded her head.
"All right, dear. I'll work something out. But you must only do these things when I
know about it. We've got Paul to think of, you know. I don't know what I'm going to
do with him."
The young girl grinned gleefully. "Oh, thanks, Mom. Can I tell Terry, or do you want
to?"
"No, I will, dear. Why don't you take your clothes off and get under the sun lamp now?
I'll be up to give you your massage in a little while."
"Okay. Oh, gosh, Mom! I'm getting all excited just thinking about it."
"I know, dear. I know." Donna stepped into the hall and closed the door, then walked
slowly down to her room, wondering whether she was doing the fight thing.
Donna thought about how she could pull it off without Paul knowing about it. The
only thing to do would be to keep him busy. If he were to wake up in bed and find
Terry gone, he would know what was happening. She was still thinking about a possible
solution when she went back downstairs and joined the boys.
"Can we have some ice cream tonight?" Paul asked when she entered the room.
"Certainly. Why don't you go dish some up for Terry and yourself? Take as much as
you want."
When Paul had gone into the kitchen, Donna stepped over to Terry and bent over to
whisper in his ear. "When it's time for bed, you go up to Pam's room. She wants to
fuck you again, and I said it was all right. But don't tell Paul what you're going to do.
All right?"
The boy nodded his head quickly, grinning from ear to ear. Donna returned to her
chair and sat down to begin planning how she would keep Paul occupied.
Donna timed Pam's massage so she was finished and back downstairs just before ten
o'clock. At her nod, Terry stood up and announced that he was going to bed. When
Paul got up to follow him, Donna motioned for him to sit down again.
"I want to talk to you a minute before you go to bed, Paul. It won't take long."
"Good night, everybody," Terry said, heading As Donna waited for Terry to get inside
Pam's room, her gaze fell to Paul's pelvis. She knew the size of the prick hidden behind
his fly, and after spending such a frustrating day, without a cock inside her, she knew
how she would keep him busy. Her pussy was already wet when she finally stood up
and walked over to him. Bending down, she placed her open hand on his covered tool.
"Aunt Donna!" the boy gasped, looking up at her. "What're you going to do?"
"It's what we're going to do, dear," she murmured softly. She leaned down to kiss him
on the lips as her hand closed around his hardening shaft. The feel of his tool swelling
in her grasp thrilled her, and she could feel her cuntal milk begin to flow down the
insides of her thighs.
"Oh, honey!" she moaned, brushing her lips against his ear. "I want you so much!"
"Aunt Donna!" the boy groaned. He reached down and lifted her gown, then slid his
hand up between her legs to her juicy, hair-covered pussy. "Oh, Aunt Donna!"
She was already sliding the zipper down on his fly.


Chapter 7

"Oh, Paul!" Donna moaned. "Put your finger in! Oh, honey!" She was fumbling at the
opening of Paul's pants, then her fingers closed around his stiffening shaft as she drew
it out. "Oh, God, Paul! Ooohhh!"
"Aunt Donna! God!" Paul was watching her hand slide gently up and down his pole.
His finger was buried in her juicy tunnel and as she stroked his dick, he began
pumping his hand. "Uuunnnggghhh! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg!"
"Oh, baby!" Donna murmured. "Let's take our clothes off. Hurry! Oh, honey, I need
you!" She released his tool, backed away, and started unbuttoning her negligee.
Upstairs, Terry had closed the door and stood gaping at Pam's nude figure on the bed.
The nipples on her large, firm cones were hard, and the hair next to her gash was wet
and glistening. His tool was already stiff, pushing his pants out in front of him.
"Oh, Terry!" Pam said in a throaty whisper. "Get undressed! Quick! Oh, God!" She
swung her legs over the edge of the bed and sat up, quivering with anticipation.
Terry snatched at his belt buckle and tore it open, then quickly skinned his pants down.
In a matter of seconds he was standing naked with his rigid cock sticking straight out
from his pelvis, jerking and throbbing. Walking on trembling legs, he crossed the room
to stand in front of the girl, gazing down at her lush mountains and bushy cunt.
"Oh, Jeez!" Pam moaned. "God, Terry! Your cock is beautiful!" She bent forward and
quickly began kissing the hot, swollen head of his prong as she had seen her mother do.
"Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Jesus, Pam! Are you going to suck me?"
"Uuummm Hhhmmm!" The girl gripped the base of his dick with a thumb and
forefinger to steady it, then opened her mouth and slowly slid her lips down the
pulsating pecker. "Uuummm!"
"God, Pam! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Are you really going to blow me? Uuunnnggghhh!
Oh, my God! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg!" Resting his hands on her head, he began
hunching his youthful ass slowly, pushing it in and out of her warm, wet mouth.
"Uuunnnfff! Wwwhhhuuufff! Christ, Pam! Jesus, that feels good! Oh, suck me! Suck
me! Aaarrrggghhh!"
"MMM! UUUMMM!" Pam was more excited than she had ever been. For the first time
in her life she had a cock in her mouth, and the sweet taste of Terry's boyish prick
thrilled her. She had no idea what the boy's cum would taste like, but she was
determined to find out. Pursing her lips tightly on the rigid cock, she began bobbing
her head, sucking and slurping on it. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
"PAM! OOOHHH, GOD! SUCK ME! JJJEEESSSUUUSSSS!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! YOU'RE DOING IT BETTER THAN AUNT DONNA!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, WOW! JEEZ! CAN I CUM IN YOUR MOUTH?"
"MMM HHHMMM!" She reached out and cradled his balls in the palm of her hand
and then began massaging them tenderly as she bobbed her head on his slick poker.
She wanted desperately to taste his hot liquid, and began sucking harder, trying to draw
his fluid up from his nuts. "UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
"GGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Terry stared down at his prick, watching it
plunge in and out of the girl's devouring mouth. His young body quaked and quivered
as he pumped his aching prong between her lips, feeling his cum boiling in his loins.
"WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OOOHHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD,
PAM! BLOW ME! BLOW ME! WWWHHHUUUFFF!"
Pam barely heard him. She was oblivious to everything except the delicious cock in her
mouth, Her head nodded quickly. She tried to suck his fluid out, whimpering and
moaning as she waited expectantly for his pecker to explode. "UUUMMM!
UUUMMM!"
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! PAM! I'M GOING TO SHOOT! OH, GOD!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! PAM! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! UNGH!
UNGH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH!"
Pam felt his tool swell, then it was erupting in her mouth, spraying hot cream in spurts
against the back of her throat. She swallowed thirstily, surprised and excited over the
sweet taste of her sperm. "UUUMMM! MMM! UUUNNNFFF!"
"OOOHHH, PAM! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" Terry shuddered violently, then his
body went limp as the girl pulled the last drops of juice from his jerking shaft and
began licking it off. "OH, WOW!"
Pam removed her mouth from his throbbing tool and smiled up at him. "Gosh, Terry!
That was terrific! I've never tasted cum before!" She wiped her mouth with her hand.
"Can you fuck me now, or do we have to wait for a while?"
His body was still twitching slightly as he grinned back at her. "Just let me catch my
breath. Then I'll stick you good."
Paul gaped at Donna's naked body as he yanked his shorts off his feet. When he
straightened up, his stiff pole was throbbing with desire. "How are we going to do it,
Aunt Donna? On the floor?"
"Lay down on your back," she said huskily, feeling the contractions of her uterus
quickening at the sight of his hard, hairless shaft. "Oh, God, Paul! Hurry up!"
The boy dropped to the rug and stretched out, aiming his dick at the ceiling. He stared
at Donna's hairy snatch as she walked over and placed her feet on either side of him.
Then she slowly sank to her knees, straddling his upright piston. She bent her head
down and looked back between her hanging tits to guide his pulsing cannon into her
gash. After greasing the tip with her cuntal milk, she slid the bulbous head into her
opening and withdrew her hand.
"Oh, Paul!" She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly eased her cunt down over
his upright staff, feeling it push her intestines aside as it probed upward for her womb.
"Whunggg! Gggnnnuuuggghhh!"
"Aunt Donna! Aaarrrggghhh! Oh, Jeez! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg! God! Your pussy feels so
good!"
"Does it, dear? I'm glad. Oh, honey! You don't know what you do to me!" She smiled
at him as she began swirling her cunt on his tool, pressing down until her pelvis was
touching his. "Oh, baby!"
The boy reached up and covered her creamy tits with his hands. As he began kneading
them, Donna slowly lifted her hips, swirling her cunt in a corkscrewing motion as she
raised and lowered her cunny on his prick. Paul raised his head to watch her juicy cunt
swallow his dick then lift up slowly. He shivered as her tight twat clenched at his dong.
"AUNT DONNA!" he gasped. "OH, GOD! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD FUCK
LIKE THIS! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!" His head dropped back and he looked at
her with anguished pleasure. "JEEZ! YOUR CUNT IS SO HOT! OH, GOD, THAT
FEELS GOOD! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
"I KNOW, DEAR, I KNOW, OH, BABY! I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU! HOLD
THOSE TITHES TIGHT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, PAUL! I LOVE YOUR COCK!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
As she picked up momentum, the boy squirmed and twisted under her, then began
hunching up off the floor to meet her plunging pussy. Her bare ass was thwacking
against his thighs, and her cunt hair was tickling his pelvis each time she dropped down
on top of him.
"NNNGGG! AAARRRGGGHHH! AUNT DONNA! OH, GOD!
UUUNNNGGGHHH! JESUS! OH, FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
"I AM, BABY! I AM! OH, LORD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! WWWHHH! WHAT
A BEAUTIFUL PRICK!" Her swirling, pounding cunt was making wet schlucking
sounds as she raised and dropped on his tool. The swollen head of his shaft slammed
against her womb, sending tingles of excitement through her. "OH, BABY! BABY!
LOVER! AAARRRGGGHHH! WWWHHH!"
"AUNT DONNA!" the boy gasped. "OH, JESUS! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM! I
CAN FEEL IT! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, GOD! YOUR CUNT! YOUR
CUNT! AAARRRGGGHHH! IT'S MAKING ME CUM! AUNT DONNA!"
"DO IT, BABY! DO IT! SHOOT! SHOOT YOUR CUM! OH, HONEY! LOVER! DO
IT! BLOW OFF! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! PPPAAAUUULLL!" She was pounding
on his dick in a frenzy, her eyes glazed as she hammered her tingling twat on his rod.
"CUM, BABY! CCCUUUMMM!"
"NOW! AUNT DONNA! NOW! OH, GOD! HERE IT... GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!
UNGH! UNGH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! NNGGG!"
Paul arched his body off the floor, lifting Donna up. Then his dick exploded inside her,
spewing boiling cum against her womb. She felt his spurting shaft jerk inside her, and
the flash of climax burst behind her closed eyelids as she shivered and shook.
"OOOOHHHH, BBBBAAAABBBBYYYY! LLLOOOVVVEEERRR! OH, GOD!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Paul thrashed and squirmed under her as his dick gushed liquid. Then he sank slowly
back to the rug, shivering and trembling. Low moans came from Donna's throat as she
dropped limply on top of him, her chest heaving from the exertion.
"Oh, Paul!" Donna murmured softly. "I love to fuck you so much! You're such a
wonderful boy! So wonderful!"
Paul didn't reply. He was still thrilling at the feel of her juicy cunt gripping his tool. He
closed his eyes and sighed.
"Aren't you ready yet?" Pam pleaded. "Oh, Jeez, Terry! I'm so hot I can hardly stand it!
At least put it in, will you? Please?"
Sliding his milky finger from her twat, Terry raised up and rolled on top of her, feeling
her titties flatten under his chest. "I'm ready," he whispered. "Put it in for me, will
you?"
"God, yes!" She ran her hand down between them and took hold of his rod. Guiding it
carefully, she slipped it into the folds of her cunny then pushed it down and into her
waiting hole. "There it is!" she gasped. "Oh, God! Please! Push it all the way in!" She
yanked her hand away and wrapped her arms around him. "Oh, Terry!"
"Aaarrrggghhh!" Pressing upward, the boy speared her pussy. He continued to cram it
in until the sensitive head of his prick was pushing against her uterus. "Jesus! Pam! Oh,
God! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg!"
The girl wrapped her legs around him quickly and locked her ankles. "Fuck me!" she
whimpered. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, God, Terry! I'm hotter than hell!
Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Give it to me! Make me cum! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg! Oh, Terry!
Screw me!"
She could feel his balls slap against her ass as he began punching her wildly. The slick
rod slid easily in and out of her vagina, tingling the tissues and sending thrilling surges
throughout her body. It amazed her that his prick could excite her as much as Harper's
had, even though it wasn't as big. She clutched at his back as she began squirming her
ass, forcing his plunging poker to ream her tunnel.
"PAM! UUUNNNGGGHHH! JESUS, I LIKE TO FUCK YOU!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, PAM! YOUR CUNT IS SO TIGHT!
WWWHHHUUUFFF! OH, FUCK! FUCK!"
"TERRY! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" Her fingernails scraped his back as she writhed
and wriggled. "DO IT! FUCK ME! FASTER! FASTER! OH, TERRY! MAKE ME
CUM! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! PUMP IT! OH, TERRY! FFFUUUCCCKKK
MMMEEE!"
"I'M GONNA CUM, PAM! I'M GONNA CUM! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH,
GOD! PPPAAAMMM!" The boy lunged mightily twice more, then his body stiffened
and he rose on his toes. "GGGNNNUUUGGGHHHH! UNGH! UNGH!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
"TTEEERRRYY! UUUNNNGGGHHH! GGGNNUUGGGHH! CUM! CCCUUMM!"
She thrashed and twisted under him as orgasm, thundered through her nerve ends. The
boiling cum spewing into her twat only added to her excitement and she screamed in
joyous agony. "WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
The young couple jerked and quivered, gasped for breath, then slowly melted into each
other, whimpering and moaning softly.
Donna raised one leg and slowly removed her cum-filled cunt from Paul's still jerking
shaft. She got to her feet carefully, smiled down at the boy, then went into the kitchen
for paper towels to sop up the juice from her pussy. When she had dried herself, she
took some fresh towels back to Paul and tenderly wiped his wilting pecker.
"God, Aunt Donna!" the boy said, raising himself off the floor. "That was really
something! I almost wish my folks would never come back."
"I know how you feel, dear. I almost wish that, too. But they'll be back in a few days."
She stepped close and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I've loved having you here. It's
been an experience I'll never forget."
"Neither will I, Aunt Donna. Honest. Should I go upstairs now?"
Donna nodded her head, wading the towel in her hand. "I think we'd both better get
dressed first, honey. We wouldn't want them to know what we've been doing down
here, would we?"
The boy nodded and began picking up his clothes as Donna carried the towels back to
the kitchen to throw them in the waste basket. Then she washed her hands and dried
them before returning to slip on her gown and negligee.
She hadn't heard any doors open or close upstairs and she didn't want Paul to go up
before Terry was back in their room. So when Paul was dressed, she suggested he have
some cookies and milk before going up.
It was a half hour later before Donna decided that Pam and Terry must be through.
They had obviously been very quiet, but Terry must be back in his room. She had Paul
help her turn off the lights and they went upstairs.
As Paul continued down the hallway to the guest room, Donna opened Pam's door and
peeked in. The room was dark, but in the faint light she could see her daughter curled
up comfortably under the covers. Smiling happily, Donna closed the door quietly then
went to her room and to bed.
The three children laughed and joked through breakfast the next morning, thoroughly
pleased with the events of the night before. Donna had to remind them several times
that they would be late if they didn't stop horsing around, and when they finally went
out the door it was with only minutes to spare. As it was, they didn't have time to do
the dishes, so Donna stacked them on the counter and began running water in the sink.
Her hands were covered with soap suds when the doorbell rang. She wiped them
quickly and hurried to answer it.
"Hi, doll." Her redheaded neighbor winked at her, then walked on in, grinning from
ear to ear. "How's it going this morning? Got any coffee left?"
Donna closed the door and led the way back to the kitchen. "I think there's still a cup
left in the pot. What's on your mind this morning?"
Fred sat down at the kitchen table and waited while Donna poured his coffee and
brought it to him. "April says she was over here yesterday. She told me what happened.
How did you like it?"
"I'd rather not talk about it." Donna turned away quickly and walked to the sink to
continue washing dishes.
Fred took a sip of his coffee then lit a cigarette. "I don't know what you're ticked off
about. April said you really came when she ate you. It couldn't have been all that bad."
"Oh, it wasn't that, Fred. It's just that one of my nephews saw us. April didn't seem to
give a damn whether he had or not. Of course, she didn't care. She didn't have to
explain anything. But it made me mad."
"I hear the boy really had a hard-on." Fred chuckled. "Ill bet you're getting a little of
that, too, aren't you?"
Donna turned and looked at him coolly. "Even if I was, it's none of your business.
Aren't you going to be late for work?"
"Nah. I already called them and told 'em I'd be a little late." He cleared his throat and
leaned forward on the table. "Look, Donna. I'm not being nosy, but we've got an idea.
April said your nephew was old enough to screw. No shit, we're both getting horny
waiting for somebody to swap with. Why don't you bring one of the kids over to our
place and we could really have a ball? April wouldn't mind having a kid dick her. As a
matter of fact, I think she'd like it."
"I couldn't possibly do that," Donna said sharply. She turned back to the dishes. "My,
God! My sister would kill me if I tried anything like that."
"For Christ sake! Be reasonable, Donna. If the boy's old enough to fuck, he's going to
find somebody to stick it into. What difference does it make who it is? At least April's
not a squealing little girl that would run off and tell her mother. And she's a pretty
good lay, too. I ought to know."
"Well, if she's so damn good, how come you want to fuck everybody else in the
country?"
Fred laughed. "Hell, I like a little variety. So does she. And you do too, Donna. Don't
tell me you don't."
Donna shook her head and began rinsing the dishes. "It's just not possible, Fred.
They're too young for that sort of thing. Besides, I'm afraid April would screw their
peckers off."
"At least think about it, will you?" Fred stood up from the table and crossed the room
to stand behind her. He quietly unzipped his fly and pulled his huge tool out. It was
already pulsing to an erection, and the foreskin was slipping back from the swollen
purple head as it throbbed into a hard-on. He kissed Donna on the neck, then reached
down and lifted her robe up over her waist. Her body stiffened as he stepped forward
and crouched down to slip his hot shaft between her thighs.
"Oh, Fred!" she moaned. "Don't! Please!"
"You know you want it, baby!" he said huskily as he reached around in front to grip
her titties in both hands. He began rubbing his tool against her cunt, pushing it in and
out slowly between her legs. "I don't give a damn if you have been fucking those kids.
What you need is a man-sized prick."
"Ooohhh! Please, Fred! Uuummm!" She spread her feet apart and bent forward over
the sink, resting her arms on the counter. "Oh, Fred!"
"That's it, baby! That's it!" He released one titty and gripped his shaft. Then he began
pushing it into the fleshy folds of her gash, probing for the opening. He found it
quickly, then slid the bulbous end of his tool into her hole.
"Oh, Fred! Uuunnnggghhh!"
"Here it comes, baby! Hang on tight!" He bent his knees and crammed his thick cock
into her tunnel, shoving upward until it was embedded to the hilt.
"AAARRRGGGHHH! CHRIST, DONNA! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" She raised up on tiptoe and bent lower, feeling his huge
pole pressing against her womb. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD, FRED!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! DO IT! FUCK ME, HONEY! OH, LORD!
AAARRRGGGHHH!"
He put both hands on her waist and began hunching into her twat, almost lifting her
off the floor each time he jabbed his monstrous poker into her. "UUUNNNGGGHHH!
AAARRRGGGHHH! GOD, BABY! WE SHOULD HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! JESUS, THIS IS TOOD! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"FRED! GOD! FRED! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! PUNCH IT! PUNCH IT! OH,
HONEY! CREAM ME! CREAM ME! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, LORD! FUCK ME,
FRED! I'M GOING TO CUM! GIVE IT TO ME, HONEY!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
He was slamming his pole into her wildly, his eyes closed and his face toward the
ceiling as he plunged his huge prick into her again and again "DAMN! DAMN!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! PRETTY SOON, BABY! UUUNNNGGGHHH! HERE
IT COMES! OH, CHRIST! FUCK! FUCK! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH!
UUUGGGHHH!"
He straightened his legs and lifted her up, holding her off the floor with his hands and
cock as he squirted hot cum into her pussy. Shuddering and twitching, he grunted as
the boiling liquid spewed from the end of his shaft.
"FFFRRREEEDD! FFFRRREEEDDD! GGNNNUUGGGHH! OH, GOD! GGGHHH!"
When the explosion had subsided, he lowered her gently back to the floor and slithered
his cum-streaked dong from her twat. When the head popped out, a huge blob of white
cream fell from her cunt hole and plopped on the floor at their feet. Fred released her
hips and backed away, his still-jerking dick dripping cum on the floor.
"Oh, my God!" Donna moaned, turning around. "I liked it that way, honey. We'll have
to do that again." Stepping carefully Donna reached for the roll of paper towels. She
handed some to Fred to wipe his dick with, then lifted her gown and wiped her cunt
before sopping up the puddle on the floor.
"I gotta be going now, baby," Fred said, tucking his wilted dong back into his fly.
"Think about what I said. Don't say anything now. I'll give you a call or come over
when I get home from work.
Take it easy." He turned and went through the house to the front door.
Donna sighed as she threw the towels in the waste basket. Regardless of what she
thought of April, it would be hard for her to have to give up Fred and his magnificent
prick. When her sister came back and the boys were gone, she would have to have
someone to fuck. And Fred was not only available, he was good.
Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea, she thought as she reached for the dish towel
and began wiping the silverware. I wonder what the boys would think?


Chapter 8

Donna finished the dishes then spent over an hour cleaning the house. Fred's
suggestion still preyed on her mind, and she thought about it almost constantly as she
dusted and vacuumed. She had no idea how the boys would react to an opportunity to
fuck April. As far as she knew they had never even seen each other except for Terry's
brief glimpse the other day.
Donna knew that if she made April angry there would be little chance of her being able
to fuck Fred as she had. And the young woman had a point. Why should she share her
husband when she wasn't getting anything out of it? But even with the possibility of
losing Fred's thrilling tool, she couldn't make up her mind to urge the boys into an
orgy. Something like that could get out of hand quickly.
She was still mulling it over when she went upstairs to undress. She went to the
bathroom, began filling the tub, then gave herself a thorough douche. She was almost a
fanatic about having a clean pussy, and she had trained her daughter that way, too. You
never knew when someone would want to get down there and lick it.
She poured bubble bath into the water and turned the faucets off and climbed in,
stretching out and letting the warmth seep into her muscles. Closing her eyes, she
relaxed and went limp, brushing all thoughts from her mind as she soaked. Then she
was suddenly startled out of her rest by footsteps coming up the stairs.
She sat up in the tub quickly, reaching for the washcloth to cover her crotch while she
shielded her tits with her arm. She was gaping at the open door when Paul and Terry
appeared. They stared in at her with surprised looks on their faces.
"What are you doing here?" she asked quickly. "Why aren't you at school?"
"Ahhh, the teachers had a big meeting this morning," Paul replied, trying hard not to
stare at her nudity. "We had to stand around outside while they made up their mind.
Then they told us to go home. I think they might go out on strike."
"Oh, for goodness sake," Donna said, shaking her head. "Is it just your school?"
"As far as we know," Terry replied. "They didn't really tell us what was going on." He
glanced at his brother nervously. "I guess we'd better go downstairs till you get out of
the tub, Aunt Donna."
"Oh, don't be silly." Donna smiled at him. "You've both seen me naked before. As long
as you're here, why don't one of you wash my back for me?"
The boys looked quickly at each other, then Paul nodded. "I'll do it, Terry. Here take
my books to our room." As he stepped into the room, gazing at Donna, his rod began
hardening in his pants. He knelt down next to the tub and took the washcloth and soap
that Donna handed him. "Lean over," he said huskily.
Terry had disappeared from the doorway, but returned within seconds. He came in and
leaned against the sink counter to watch his brother soap and rinse Donna's back. His
rod was also throbbing in his pants.
"Thank you, dear," Donna said to Paul. She washed the rest of her body while the boys
watched, then rinsed off and stood up to open the drain. "Hand me a towel, will you,
please?"
Both of the young boys stared at her openly as she toweled off, their pulsing prongs
pushing their pants out in front of them. Donna eyed their bulges lovingly and felt the
flaming urge of desire grow in her groin. She stepped out of the tub and finished drying
off, then straightened up and smiled at the boys.
"As long as you're here, we might as well have some fun, don't you think? Why don't
you kids go take your clothes off, then come into my bedroom. I'll see if I can't take
care of those beautiful cocks for you."
"Hey, cool!" Terry said. "C'mon, Paul. Let's go.
When they had raced down the hall, Donna dabbed cologne on her body then dusted
powder over her skin. Then she went to her room, stepped to her dresser, and ran her
brush through her hair. When the boys entered, she saw their reflections in the mirror,
their long, hard poles jerking and throbbing in full erection. Laying the brush down,
she turned and went to the bed and climbed up.
"All right, boys. Come over here. Let's see if I can take care of you both at the same
time. That would be fun, don't you think?"
"How can you do that, Aunt Donna?" Paul asked as they walked over.
"I'll show you. Terry, get up here and lay down on your back."
When the youngest boy had climbed up and laid down, Donna pushed his legs apart
and inched up on her knees between them. She bent down, kissed his prick, then
smiled at him.
"All right, Paul. You get up behind me and stick it in that way. You can fuck me while
I suck Terry off. That way we can all get our rocks off."
"Oh, wow!" Paul gasped as he scrambled up behind her He gazed down at the creamy
mounds of her ass and the dark crack that split them. Then he gripped his tool and
inched forward, aiming his hard dick at the canyon. "Should I put it in now?" he asked.
"Oh yes!" Donna murmured. "Hurry! Stick it in!"
Paul rubbed the hot end of his tool around her crevice until he found the hole. Then he
punched the swollen head of his shaft into the opening. 'OH, AUNT DONNA!
UUUUNNNNGGGG-AAHH!" He gripped her hips and lunged forward, stuffing his
long dick deep into her belly. 'AAARRRGGGHHH! GGGHHH! OH, GOD!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! THAT'S IT, PAUL! THAT'S IT! NOW, FUCK ME!
FUCK ME GOOD!" She clutched Terry's balls in her hand and bent down. Opening
her lips, she enveloped his shaft with her mouth. "MMM! UUUMMM!"
"WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! AUNT DONNA! OH, GOD! SUCK ME! SUCK ME!
UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" Paul began hunching his tool into her, pressing forward
until her asscheeks were against his pelvis, then backing out only to plunge it in again.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! GOD, AUNT DONNA! I'VE NEVER FUCKED THIS WAY
BEFORE! OH, CHRIST! NNNGGG! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
"MMM! UUUMMM!" Donna was soling her hips on Paul's spearing tool, squirming
and writhing as the long, hot pecker probed deep inside her. "UUUMMM!"
"OH, SUCK ME!" Terry whimpered. "SUCK ME! SUCK ME! UUUNNNGGGHHH!
OH GOD, AUNT DONNA! OH, WOW!" He was lifting off the bed, hunching his
dick up to her slurping mouth. He could see his brother hunching into her ass. "AUNT
DONNA! OH, BLOW ME! BLOWME!! UUUNNNFFF!"
"AUNT DONNA! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG OH, GOD!" Paul's fingers were
digging into the flesh on her hips as he slammed his shaft in again and again. The tight,
gripping tissues of her pussy were tingling his dick. His swinging balls were slapping
against her cuntal hair. "OOHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH,
GOD! FUCK! FUCK!"
"UUUMMM! MMM!" Gyrating her hips around Paul's stabbing pecker, Donna was
bobbing her head on Terry's delicious shaft. Her cheeks were puckered and her lips
were making slurping sounds as she tugged and pulled on the young, tender cock.
"UUUMMM!"
"AUNT DONNA!" Paul shouted. "I'M GOING TO CUM! UUUNNNGGGHHH!
OH, GOD! I CAN FEEL IT! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! AUNT DONNA!"
"ME TOO!" Terry shouted. "SUCK ME! SUCK ME! OH, GOD! I'M GONNA BLOW
OFF! HERE IT COMES! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH!"
"AAARRRGGGHHH! AUNT DONNA!" Paul arched his back and lunged at her cunt
wildly as his boiling cum surged through his prong and into her cunt. He shook as it
spurted, his youthful body quivering in delight. "WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
The hot liquid gushing into her from both ends excited Donna to climax. She squirmed
and twisted, shivered and shook as she swallowed Terry's hot cum and backed onto
Paul's erupting pecker. "UUUMMM! MMM!"
"GGGGNNNNUUUUGGGGHHHH! OOOHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Terry's
fists clutched the bedspread, then his body went limp. Donna continued to suck on his
tool until the last flutters of climax had left her. Then she carefully removed her mouth
and licked him off.
Paul was sagging against her, his tool throbbing in her cunt.
"Take it out now, Paul," she moaned softly. "But do it slow."
Paul eased his dick out of her tube then dropped over on his side, his chest heaving.
Donna sighed heavily, then slid off the bed to her feet and headed out the door to the
bathroom. When she came back to the room, both boys were lifting themselves up
weakly and getting to their feet. Smiling tenderly, Donna went to each of them and
kissed them.
"Thank you, boys. That was beautiful. Did you both like it?"
"Oh, God, yeah!" Paul gasped. "I like it better that way than the other. You feel tighter,
somehow."
"I like to have you suck me off," Terry said shyly. "It's almost better than fucking. Next
time, can Paul and I change places?"
Donna giggled. "I don't see why not." She sat down on the bed. "It's almost lunch time.
Why don't you boys go downstairs and fix yourselves something to eat. I think I'm
going to take a nap for a while."
"Okay," Paul said. "Are you sure you don't want anything? I'll bring it up if you do."
"No, thank you, dear. I'm just plain worn out. I'll have a snack when I get up. You can
watch television if you want to. It won't bother me."
"Should we put our clothes on?" Terry asked.
"Yes, I think you'd better. There's no telling who might come to the door." She laid
back on the bed and put her head on the pillow. "Thank you again, boys. I really
enjoyed that."
"We did too," Paul said. "C'mon, Terry. Let's let her sleep."
They closed the door silently when they left. Donna shut her eyes, stretched, then let
her body relax all over. Since she was a girl she had wondered what it would be like to
have two cocks at the same time. She had even dreamed about it many times. And now
that she had done it, and found out how thrilling it was, she knew she would have to
do it again.
Two beautiful pricks at once! she thought as she slowly drifted off to sleep. How
beautiful! How absolutely beautiful!
Pam stopped on the sidewalk in front of her house and turned to her girlfriend, a tall,
pretty brunette with large violet eyes. "But how did you get him to eat you, Mary?"
"I didn't ask him to, kid. Honest! When we had our clothes off and got on the bed, he
asked me if he could kiss my pussy. I didn't know what he was talking about, so I said
'okay, go ahead'."
"Oh, gosh!" Pam said breathlessly. "How did he do it? Did he lick you with his
tongue?"
"Yeah!" The girl's eyes were sparkling. "He stuck his tongue out and licked my cunt all
over. Then he put it in my hole and everything. God, kid! It was fantastic!"
"Did you cum? I mean, like you were fucking?"
"Jeez, yeah! It felt a little different, but not much. There's nothing like it, Pam. 
Honest! It's really cool!"
Pam glanced quickly at her front door then turned back. "Do you suppose all the guys
do it? Do they all get a charge out of eating a pussy?" The brunette shrugged. "Gee, I
don't know, kid. It only happened to me once. I'll ask Billy, if you want me to. He'd
probably tell me."
"No, never mind. I'd sure like to try it, though. God! That sounds cool!"
"It really is, Pam. It feels funny to have a guy's head between your legs at first. But boy,
when they start licking... WOW! I'm going to have Billy do it to me again tonight."
Pam looked at her friend thoughtfully. "Doesn't it bother you to fuck your brother all
the time? He's sixteen, isn't he? Doesn't he fuck his steady?"
"Oh, it doesn't bother me. Hell, he's got a gorgeous prick. I let him fuck me whenever
he wants to. And he's sticking Linda, too. She acts so darned goody goody, but she's
letting him screw her. He told me so."
"Jeez." Pam sighed. "Well, I gotta go in now, kid. I'll see you tomorrow. I hope Billy
licks you good, tonight."
The girl laughed. "Oh, he will. Don't you worry. He really knows how. See you, kid."
Pam shifted the books in her arms and went up the sidewalk to her front door. When
she walked in she saw Paul and Terry in the living room, watching television. She
waved at them silently, then put her books and purse on the coffee table.
"Where's Mama?"
"She's upstairs sleeping," Paul answered.
"How come you guys are home so early?"
"The goddamn teachers walked out," Terry said disgustedly. "Your school will probably
be next."
"It's all right with me," Pam said, sitting down on the couch. "I'd just as soon have a
vacation now anyway."
As the boys continued to watch the screen, Pam looked at them thoughtfully,
wondering whether either one of them would be willing to lick her pussy. She felt her
cunt twitch as she imagined what it would be like. Since her mother was asleep, this
might be the perfect time to try it. But first she would have to get the boys hot.
She scooted down on the cushion to hike her skirt up, then spread her legs and leaned
back. If either of the boys looked her way, they could see right up between her thighs to
her panty-covered snatch. But when they both continued to keep their eyes glued to the
movie, she decided to draw their attention to it.
"Are you guys going to school tomorrow?" she asked quietly.
They both turned to answer at the same time and saw the creamy loveliness of her
thighs leading up to the pink nylon over her cunny. Their eyes widened as they stared.
"Ah, I guess so," Paul muttered. His dick began to grow as he gaped at Pam's love area.
The girl saw their pricks beginning to harden and she knew she had them. "I guess I'd
better not go upstairs and change. I might wake Mama up. But I don't want to get my
dress wrinkled."
She stood up and unzipped her dress, then pulled it off over her head. The only things
covering her were her brief bikini panties and the thin, sheer brassiere. She folded the
dress carefully and put it on top of her books then sat down again.
The boys could see the dark circles of her nipples inside the brassiere and when they
glanced down to her crotch they noticed the pussy hair curling out from the sides of the
elastic. Their rods were throbbing in their pants now, and their balls were beginning to
tingle.
Pam smiled at them seductively. "Since Mom's asleep, do you guys want to do
anything?"
"You mean you want us to fuck you?" Paul asked, his gaze fixed on her snatch.
"Oh, I might let you do that, too. But there's something else I'd like first. How about
one of you guys eating my pussy?"
"Huh?" Terry gasped. "Shit, Pam! Only queers do that."
"Well, it isn't just queers that suck cocks," Para answered defiantly. "I sucked yours,
Terry! Remember?"
"Ah, Jeez, Pam," Paul said. "We don't want to do that. Why can't we just fuck?"
"Huh-uh. I want you to eat my cunt. If you don't eat it, I won't let you fuck me."
"Oh, for God's sake," Terry moaned. "Do we have to?"
"One of you does. I don't care which one. Are you going to do it? Or shall I go up to
my room?"
Paul looked at his brother. "You want to do it?"
"Huh-uh. You go ahead. I don't even know how."
"All you have to do is lick it with your tongue till I cum," Pam said. She stood up and
unhooked her bra, letting it slide off her shoulders.
The boys gazed lustfully at her titties as she put the bra on top of her dress. Then she
hooked her thumbs in her panties and pulled them down, letting them see her bushy
snatch. "C'mon," she said. "It's not hard. I just heard that a lot of guys like to eat
cunts."
"Oh, Jesus!" Paul moaned. He had never seen her naked before. His cock throbbed
impatiently as he stared at her. Her creamy tits stuck out proudly from her chest, and
the curve of her hips flowed evenly into her long, shapely legs. He could see the pink
lips of her pussy almost buried in the brown curly hair, and his body trembled as he
gazed at her juicy snatch.
"Okay," he moaned. "I'll eat your cunt. God!" He stood up quickly and unzipped his
pants, letting his hard shaft pop out. "How do I do it?"
Pam moved over to a chair and sat down, spreading her legs wide. "Just get down there
and eat me, Paul!" she whispered huskily. "Just lick it. Make me cum. Then I'll fuck
you as much as you want."
When Paul nodded and walked over to kneel between her legs, Terry stood up and
unzipped his fly. Taking his rigid shaft out, he gripped it tightly and crossed over to
watch his brother lick and lap at Pam's cunt.
"Oh, Paul!" Pam moaned. "Eat me! Please! Oh, God!"
Paul looked at her milk-filled gash and swallowed hard. Then he bent down and eased
his face forward until his lips were touching the soft hair of her pussy. He stuck his
tongue out and pushed it between the lips of her twat, surprised at how hot it was.
Then he began lapping it, spreading the folds as he slid his mouth up and down her
canyon. The creamy canyon was delicious. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Pam squirmed and writhed, pushing her cunt into his face. "Oh,
Paul! Goddamn, that feels good! Aaarrrggghhh! Eat me! Eat me! Gggnnnuuuggghhh!
Oh, Paul! Paul! Right there! There! Uuunnnggghhh!"
"Uuunnnfff!" The boy's moans were muffled by her hairy snatch as he buried his face in
it. He searched for her hole with his tongue and when he found it, he flicked it in and
out, mouth-fucking her dilated opening. "Uuummm!"
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! PAUL! OH, GOD! ITS WONDERFUL! JEEZ! LICK
ME! MAKE ME CUM! GGGHHH! OH, I LOVE IT! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Terry watched his brother burying his face in Pam's twat. He was clutching at his dick
with his hand as he lifted his eyes to stare at her full, pointed titties. Slowly, and almost
unconsciously, be began to stroke his piston.
"PAUL!" Pam cried out. "EAT ME! OH, GOD! OOOHHH YOUR TONGUE IS
SOOO HOT! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, PAUL! PAUL! WWWOOOWWW!
YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM! PAUL! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Paul was also holding his cock tightly as he mouthed her tasty twat. He wanted her to
cum quickly as he ached to stab his shaft into her cunt. He began lapping quickly,
fucking her hole with his tongue. "UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF!"
"I'M CUMMING, PAUL! I'M CUMMING! OH, GOD! DON'T STOP! DON'T! EAT
ME! OH, PAUL! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! GGGHHH!" The girl's legs lifted into
the air as she shook and quivered with climax. Then she clamped her thighs against
Paul's head, whimpering and moaning.
"GODDAMN!" Terry gasped. "JESUS! GET OUT OF THERE, PAUL! I'VE GOT TO
FUCK HER! RIGHT NOW!"
Paul pried Pam's legs apart and got up. "Oh, no, you don't!" he rasped. "I'm going to
stick her. Get up, Pam. I'm going to fuck you."
The girl opened her eyes and smiled. "Okay. Just a minute." She got to her feet and
turned around, then climbed up to kneel in the chair, leaning against the back. "Go
ahead," she whimpered. "Stick it in."
Still holding his dick, Paul stepped forward and aimed his throbbing rod at her cunt.
He slipped the head in, then gripped her hips with both hands and lunged forward,
spearing her twat to the hilt with his aching shaft. "AAARRRGGGHHH! NNNGGG!"
"PAUL! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! DO IT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!
WWWHHHUUUFFF! UUUNNNFFF!"
Terry stood simpering as he watched Paul's dick penetrate the girl's pussy. His dong
was almost ready to erupt, and he couldn't wait. He scurried around behind the chair,
still grasping his tool. Grabbing Pam by the hair, he pulled her head down and pushed
his shaft at her lips. "Suck it!" he said hoarsely. "Suck it off!"
The girl opened her mouth and accepted the rigid pole in her mouth. She began
sucking immediately, nodding and bobbing her head on his tool as Paul's long pole
stabbed her from behind. "MMM! UUUMMM!"
"OH, JESUS!" Terry moaned. "BLOW ME, PAM! BLOW ME! I'M SO FUCKING
HOT I CAN'T STAND IT! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!"
Paul's legs quivered as he hammered at Pam's juicy tunnel. His dick made wet
schlucking sounds as he pulled it out and plunged it in again. The tight tissues of her
cunt caressed his piercing tool and made his balls tingle. "AAARRRGGGHHH!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, JESUS, PAM! I'M GOING TO CUM!
UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" Pam was devouring Terry's dong, sucking mightily and
trying to draw his hot cum from his nuts. Her puckered mouth stroked his tool as she
squirmed and wriggled her ass on Paul's driving pole. "UUUMMM!"
"OH, GOD, PAM!" Terry cried out. "HERE IT... GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH!
UNGH!" The young boy shuddered and shook as his dick erupted in her mouth.
"AARRGGHH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"I'M CUMMING, PAM! NOW! NOW! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! UNGH!
UNGH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!" Paul bent over her back as the boiling liquid
surged from the end of his dick. "GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" The hot liquid spewing into her from both ends excited the
girl to climax. She was still swallowing Terry's cum as Paul's prong sprayed her womb.
Orgasm exploded inside her and she twisted and squirmed, writhed and thrashed in the
chair. "Oh, Jesus!" Paul gasped as he straightened up and slid his long, jerking shaft
from her cunt. He saw his cum dribbling from Pam's cunt as he moved back to the
couch and sat down.
"Oh, goddamn, Pam! You really sucked me that time!" Terry looked down and smiled
as she removed her mouth from his dick.
"That was too much!" Pam said. She sighed and eased off the chair to stand up. "Oh,
wow!" She was still twitching as she squeezed her legs together, picked up her clothes
and headed for the stairs. "I'll see you guys later. I have to go to the bathroom."
The boys grinned at each other as they stuffed their peckers back into their pants. They
had done practically everything together since they were children. And now they had
both fucked the same girl at the same time.
It was quite an achievement.


Chapter 9

The ma in topic of discussion at the dinner table that night was the possibility of a
teacher's strike. Pam still wasn't sure what was going to happen at her school, so
Donna said she would call both principals in the morning to see whether they were to
go or not. When they were finished eating, the children offered to do the dishes, so
Donna went in the living room and turned on the TV, hoping to hear something on
the evening news. She had just sat down when the phone rang. Pam called to her and
said it was Fred.
Donna knew what Fred wanted to talk about, and she didn't want to use the phone in
the kitchen, so she told Pam she would answer it upstairs in her room. When she sat
down on the bed and picked up the phone, she was still undecided as to what she was
going to say.
"Made any decision yet?" Fred asked.
"Not really, Fred. No. I just don't think it would be a good idea. The boys won't be
here very long, anyway. I'm afraid if my sister ever found out, she would really hit the
ceiling. It's just too much of a gamble for me to take."
"I don't think you're being logical, baby. You know those kids are going to be dicking
somebody pretty soon. If they're not doing it already. I just can't see what difference it
makes who it is they stick. April said she'd love to have the boys screw her. And what
about Pam? I'll bet those boys are going nuts trying to figure some way to get into her
pants."
If he only knew! Donna thought. "Fred, I just think it would work. Why don't we wait
till Tom gets back and see what he's going to do. He might have changed his mind by
this time, for all I know."
Fred sighed into the phone. "Look, Donna. Why don't you at least come over and talk
about it. Right now. Are you through dinner?"
"Yes. All right. I'll be right over." She hung up the phone and went downstairs to tell
Pam she was leaving for a few minutes. They were still doing dishes when she walked
out the front door.
"Hi, Donna," April said when she opened the door. "I hope you're not still mad at me.
I didn't really mean what I said, you know."
"Oh, that's all right." Donna stepped past her and walked into their living room where
Fred was relaxing in a chair. "You're not going to change my mind, you know. Fred, it's
just too risky." She sat down in a chair and crossed her legs.
"What's it going to hurt?" April asked, sitting down on the couch. "I'll bet those boys
aren't virgins. And even if they are, I'm sure they've jacked off many times."
"That's right, Donna," Fred said. "Good Lord! They probably know more about fucking
than you do. Couldn't we at least try it once?"
Donna sighed and shook her head. "I don't think I'd better let them. I know they'd
probably like to stick April, but I hate to make a neighborhood orgy out of this. I'm
afraid the other people living around here might get suspicious. Besides, do you know
what the law could do to us?"
April leaned forward and looked at Donna intently. "Okay. You say the boys are going
to be leaving pretty soon anyway. How about if we bring Pam into the group? I
wouldn't mind eating her little-girl cunny. I think it would be fun if the four of us got
together. Really, Donna. I don't mind your fucking Fred. But damn it, I want
something, too! If you're not going to do anything to help me, I'm not going to let Fred
screw you anymore. And that's that."
Donna glanced at Fred's fly and imagined the thick tool hiding underneath. When the
boys left, she would have to depend on his prick to satisfy her. And if April put a stop
to it, it would be terrible.
"Look, can I think about it for a little while? At least until tomorrow? So many things
have been happening I just can't think straight. Anyway, I'd have to talk this over with
the kids. I couldn't make them do anything they didn't want to do. That wouldn't be
fair, either. I'll let you know tomorrow. I promise."
"All right," Fred said. "That sounds reasonable. I'll give you a call when I get home
from work tomorrow night. Now, how about a drink? I think we could all use one."
"No thanks," Donna said, getting up from her chair. "I have to get back." She looked
over at April. "I really did enjoy having you eat me, hon. It was more fun than I had
imagined." She grinned and added, "Even Fred can't lick a pussy like you do. I'll see
you tomorrow. Good night, now."
When she got back to the house, the kids were just finishing up with the dishes. Pam
suggested they all play a game of scrabble and when they agreed, Donna got the game
and put it on the dining room table. They played steadily for several hours and it was
past ten o'clock when Donna finally noticed the time.
"We'd all better get to bed now," she said. "Pam, you can forget the sun lamp tonight.
You need a good night's sleep more than a tan."
The kids had all been secretly hoping for some sexual activity that night, but they didn't
want to press the issue with Donna. They knew they had a good thing going and they
didn't want to disturb it. The children helped turn out the lights and lock the doors,
then they all went upstairs and to their separate bedrooms.
Donna had just drifted off to sleep when the ringing phone jarred her awake. She
fumbled for the bed lamp, then picked up the receiver quickly, hoping the noise didn't
wake the children. When she answered, the long distance operator told her there was
an overseas call for her.
"Hello? Donna? This is Laura. How are you? How are the kids?"
"Why, everybody's fine. Is there anything the matter?"
"Oh, no. Not a thing. I know it's late there, but I didn't have a chance to call earlier.
Gordon decided today that we're going to have to stay another month. There's some
legal complications or something. Can you watch the boys that long? If not, I'll grab a
plane and fly back right away."
"You don't have to do that, Laura. They're just fine here with me. There's no problem
at all."
"Oh, wonderful. I'll mail you some more money tonight. You'll probably have to go
over to our I house and get them some more clothes. I'd like to talk to them, but
they're probably asleep, aren't they? Well, it doesn't matter. I'll write them a nice letter
tomorrow."
"All right, Laura. Don't worry about a thing. I'll take good Care of them."
"I know you will. Thanks a lot, Donna. I'll let you know when we're going to be back.
Good-bye now."
Donna hung up the phone, smiling. That was the best news she'd had in a long time.
She swung her feet off the bed and lit a cigarette, already planning the delightful
experiences she could have with her nephews in the next thirty days.
She knew she should wait until the next morning to tell the boys, but in her excitement
she couldn't let the news keep. She stubbed out her cigarette and got up, heading for
the boys' room, wearing only her sheer nightgown.
When she neared their door, she was surprised to see a light glowing under it. Thinking
they had only forgotten to turn it off before going to sleep, she twisted the knob and
pushed the door open. The boys were sitting on their twin beds, naked, facing each
other. They looked up as she entered.
"What are you doing still up?" Donna asked.
"Oh, we were just shooting the bull, Aunt Donna," Terry answered. "We were
wondering whether to ask you if we could stay here for a while longer. I mean, even
after Mom and Dad come back."
Donna grinned. "Well, that's what I've come to talk to you about. I suppose you heard
the phone ring." As she walked to Paul's bed to sit next to him, both boys eyed the
dark areas her nipples and pussy made under her thin gown. "Your mother just called.
She said they won't be back for another month. Isn't that good news?"
"Oh, wow!" Paul said, excitedly. "That's cool!"
"Hey, great!" Terry said, breaking into a wide grin. "But I'll bet they wouldn't stay there
if they knew what we were doing."
"They'd better never find out," Donna said seriously. "You boys must never tell them
anything that happened here."
"Oh, God, Aunt Donna!" Paul said. "We wouldn't! Honest! Dad would be madder than
hell at us if he found out."
"All right then," Donna stood up. "You'd better get to sleep now. We still don't know
whether you're going to school in the morning.
Terry looked up at her shyly. "Ahhh, Aunt Donna! Would it be okay if one of us went
to Pam's room? Paul and I could change off every other night."
"No, dear. Pam needs her beauty sleep. I don't want her being kept up all night by a
hard cock. Maybe we can do something tomorrow."
"Aw, gee," Terry said sullenly. "We couldn't go to sleep because we were thinking about
fucking."
"Why, your things aren't even hard," Donna said. "You couldn't have wanted it that
bad."
"They were hard a little while ago," Terry offered. He shrugged his shoulders and
looked at his brother. "I guess we'll just have to jack off, Paul."
Donna laughed. "Oh, all right, you two imps. I'll take care of you." She crossed her
arms and lifted her nightgown off over her head, then tossed it on Paul's bed. The boys
were grinning as they let their eyes rove over her bushy snatch and her large, pointed
cones.
"Jeez, Aunt Donna!" Paul said huskily. "Are you going to take care of both of us at the
same time like you did before?"
"Well, something like that. Terry, lay down on the floor on your back."
The boy's shaft was already pulsing to an erection as he got down on the rug. As he
stared up at her cunt, his tool swelled with each heartbeat until it was fully extended
and the foreskin had pulled back from the large, purple head.
"Well, that didn't take long." Donna stepped over to straddle him, then sank slowly to
her knees, aiming her juicy pussy at his upright prong. Squatting lower, she reached
back and guided his tool into her dilated opening.
"Oh, Terry!" she moaned. "You're really hard. Uuummm!" She pulled her hand away
and dropped her twat down to engulf his pole. When her pelvis was resting against his,
she motioned for Paul to come over and stand in front of her.
"Like this, Aunt Donna?" the older boy said, aiming his jerking shaft at her mouth.
"That's it, honey. Step a little closer." As he moved near her, she opened her mouth and
covered his dong with her lips, rolling her tongue on the under side as she slid it into
her mouth. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
Staring up between Paul's legs, Terry watched his brother's pecker slide between
Donna's lips. He began squirming his shaft inside her as she slowly raised her twat,
squeezing it tightly with her cuntal muscles. Then she swiveled her ass and dropped
back down on it again.
"OH, AUNT DONNA!" Terry groaned. "JESUS! UUUNNNGGGHHH! GOD! I CAN
SEE YOU SUCKING PAUL! WWWWHHHUUUNNN-GGG! OH, FUCK ME,
AUNT DONNA! FUCK ME! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"MMM! UUUMMM!" Donna gyrated her hips as she lifted and dropped on Terry's
rigid pole. While his thick shaft tickled her cunt, she began sucking harder on Paul's
prick. She reached out to cup his balls in her hand then began fondling them gently.
"UUUMMM!"
"OH, SUCK ME, AUNT DONNA!" Paul gasped. "SUCK ME! SUCK ME!" He could
hear Terry's prick making wet sounds in her cunt as he began hunching his boyish ass.
"OOOHHH, AUNT DONNA! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! BLOW ME! OH, GOD!
AAARRRGGGHHH! SUCK ME, AUNT DONNA! PLEASE! OOOHHH, GOD!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Terry squirmed as he lifted his ass, hunching his cock up into her slick tube. He could
feel her milk dripping on his balls as she swirled her cunt on his piston. "AUNT
DONNA! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! FUCK ME! OH, JEEZ! YOUR HAIR
TICKLES! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! AUNT DONNA! OOOOHHHH, FUCK!
FUCK! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"UUUMMM! MMM!" Donna moved her free hand up the back of Paul's naked thigh
and gripped his asscheek. Then she ran her fingers into the crack of his butt, probing
for his puckered anus. When she found it, she stabbed a finger in to the last knuckle,
swirling her digit around in his anal canal.
"AUNT DONNA!" Paul shouted. "OH, GOD! MY ASS! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!
OH, JESUS! UUUNNNGGGHHH! THAT FEELS GOOD! AUNT DONNA!
OOOHHH!" He buried his fingers in her hair and closed his eyes, shivering with
delight as she finger-fucked his ass. "SUCK ME! AUNT DONNA! OOOHHH GOD!
UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! GGGHHH! WWWHHH!" Terry was watching it all as he
thrust his pecker up at Donna's swirling cunt. Her mouth was making slurping sounds
on his brother's dong as he grabbed Paul's ankles and arched his back off the floor.
"UUUNNNFFF! HHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
"I'M CUMMING, AUNT DONNA!" Paul cried out. "OH, GOD! I'M GOING TO
CUM! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AUNT DONNA! NOW! NOW! UNGH! UNGH!
UNGH! HHH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Just as Paul's jerking prong erupted in her mouth she heard Terry's cries, then felt the
hot sperm spewing against her womb. Climax thundered through her nerve ends as the
boys exploded inside her. She whimpered and moaned, drinking Paul's cum and
pumping her twat on Terry's dick until it stopped shooting.
"Oh, Jesus, Aunt Donna!" Paul gasped. He backed away, pulling his prick from her
mouth.
"Oh, WOW! That was terrific!"
Donna nodded and smiled as she glanced at her shit-streaked finger. Then she got up
carefully, squeezing her cunt to keep Terry's sperm inside her. "How about you, Terry?
Did you like that?"
"Jeez, yeah! It was fun watching you suck Paul." He got to his feet on wobbly legs.
"Would you stick your finger in my ass like that the next time you suck me?"
"Of course, dear." Donna stepped over to pick up her nightgown. "You boys better go
to sleep now. I'll see you in the morning."
She went out and closed the door and hurried to the bathroom. As she dropped Terry's
load into the stool, she wiped her finger off with toilet paper, amused at how excited it
had made Paul when she finger-fucked his asshole. She rinsed off her cunt and washed
her hands then went back to her room, satisfied and content.


Chapter 10

Donna had to place several calls to the schools the next morning before she finally got
through. She was told by both institutions that they would be closed until further notice
and that she should check back daily. When Donna finally hung up the phone and told
the children the news, they were elated.
"Hey, that's great," Pam said happily. "We get our vacation early."
"Well, it wouldn't hurt you kids to study the books you have here," Donna said. "You
might be able to get a little ahead."
"Ah, Jeez," Terry said. "Do we have to? Heck, I'll bet none of the other kids are
studying."
"I don't care what the other kids are doing," Donna said. "Now, you kids can do the
dishes then go upstairs and spend at least an hour on those books."
Nodding their heads glumly, the children began cleaning up the kitchen as Donna went
upstairs to bathe and dress. She was laying out her clothes on the bed when the phone
rang and she picked it up.
"This is Les Harper, Donna. How are you this morning?"
"Fine, thank you. I hope you have good news for me."
"I'll say I do. I talked to a producer yesterday afternoon. He's very anxious to see Pam.
He'll be in town in about two weeks, and he wants me to set up an appointment for
him." He chuckled. "Just make sure she doesn't get pregnant. This job might take six
months, and she wouldn't be able to hide it."
Donna quickly put her hand over the receiver and moaned softly. My, God! she
thought. What if she is pregnant? Oh, for God sake! That would be terrible! She took a
deep breath, then put the receiver back to her ear.
"I'm sure she's not pregnant, Les. As soon as you find out when he's going to be here,
let me know. I don't care what time it is. I'll have her there with bells on." She
hesitated. "And thank you, Les. I really appreciate what you've done."
"Thank you, Donna." She could almost hear his leer over the phone. "I might want to
see Pam sooner than that, if you don't mind. Maybe even both of you. Do you get my
meaning?"
"Yes, Les. I understand completely. Don't worry. We'll both take care of you, if you
want."
"That's what I like to hear, Donna. Okay, now. I'll be in touch."
"Good-bye, Les." Donna hung up the phone and sank down on the bed. There was no
doubt about what she had to do. Pam had to go to the doctor immediately for a test.
And then she had to get on the pill before anything else happened. They couldn't take
any chances now. None at all.
Remembering that Pam was downstairs with the boys, she hurried into the hallway and
ran to the head of the stairs. "Pam! Come up here! Right away!"
When the girl came up, Donna led her back to her room and closed the door. "Honey,
we're going to have to go to the doctor this morning. Right away. Mr. Harper called
and said a producer wants to talk to you. We've got to make sure you're not pregnant.
Now, go take a shower. And be sure to douche and put on some nice clothes, will you?
Especially your underthings."
"Oh, Mama!" the girl cried gleefully. "That's terrific! Gosh! Maybe it's going to work
out after all. I'll hurry as fast as I can." She dashed out of the room and slammed the
door behind her.
When Pam was through in the bathroom, Donna took a hurried bath and dressed
quickly. As soon as they were both ready, she hustled Pam downstairs and told the boys
they were going to be gone for a while. She reminded them to feed the dog, then she
and Pam left.
Paul had taken the dog food out back and Terry was in the living room watching
television when the doorbell rang. Terry answered it. His face turned red when he saw
April standing there.
"Good morning, dear," the woman said softly. "How are you today?"
"Oh, fine. Ahh, Aunt Donna isn't here. She and Pam are going to be gone for a while."
"Oh, I know, honey. I saw them go. Can I come in for a minute? I want to borrow a
cup of sugar."
"Oh, sure. I guess that'd be all right." Terry swung the door wide and let her enter. He
was embarrassed in front of her and hoped that she would leave quickly. "I guess you
can just go help yourself."
"I will in just a minute." April looked at the boy thoughtfully, letting her gaze slide over
his fly and remembering the large bulge she had seen there. "Is your brother here?"
"Yeah. He's out in back feeding the dog. Did you want to see him?"
"Oh, no. It's not necessary." She moved to a chair and sat down. "Your name is Terry,
isn't it. How old are you?"
"I'm eleven. My brother's twelve. Do you want me to get that sugar for you?"
April giggled. "No. I'll get it in a little bit. Tell me, honey. Do you like staying here?"
"Oh, yeah. It's real cool. Aunt Donna's awful nice."
"I'm sure she is." Squirming slightly, April wriggled in the chair until her skirt slid up
her thighs. Then she opened her knees just enough to give Terry a view into her crotch.
"I'll bet you have a lot of fun with Pam too, don't you?"
Terry blushed again. "Uh-huh," he mumbled. "I guess so." He was trying hard not to
look between her legs, but it was impossible. He could see the crotch of her bright red
panties and his rod began to harden in his pants.
"Why don't you sit down, honey? Let's talk for a minute." She could see his tool
swelling under his fly and wondered if his brother would stay outside long enough for
her to get a look at his boyish prick.
Terry walked over and sat down on the couch, obviously uncomfortable. He didn't want
to look between her legs because it was making his cock stiffen, but he couldn't help
himself. He wished desperately that Paul would come in.
"You're certainly a good looking boy," April cooed. "Is your brother as handsome as
you are?"
"Gee, I don't know." He swallowed hard. "Do you want me to go get Paul?"
"Oh, I don't think so. He'll probably be in in a minute, anyway." She got up and
walked over to him. "I guess we can get that sugar now, though. C'mon and help me
find it."
Terry stood up. He had forgotten his hard-on for a moment, until he saw her staring
down at the tent in his pants. "Oh, gosh!" he gasped, covering the mound with his
hands.
"Why, honey," April said softly. "It looks like you're hard. Here. Let me see."
Before he could back away, she had reached down and brushed his hands aside and
placed her palm against his pants. Then she curled her fingers around his shaft and
squeezed it.
"Oh, honey! My, you've got a big one! I'll bet Pam likes that, doesn't she?"
Unwittingly, Terry nodded his head. "Uh-huh."
April released his cock and laughed. "I thought so. You've been screwing her, haven't
you, honey?"
"Oh, God!" the boy moaned. "I didn't mean to say that. I haven't. Really!" His mind
was racing, trying to think of what to say, when he saw Paul enter the room and he
sighed with relief.
"Hello there," April said. "You must be Paul. My name is April. I live next door."
"Oh. Hello." Paul gave his brother a puzzled look, then he noticed the bulge at Terry's
fly. "I... was just feeding the dog."
"I know, dear." April smiled at both boys.
"How would you two like to come over to my house for a while? I think we could have
some fun together."
"Oh, we can't do that," Paul said quickly. "Aunt Donna told us to wait here for her.
Maybe when she comes back we could come over."
April nodded slowly. "Yes, I think that might be a good idea. Why don't you tell your
aunt to call me when she comes home. As soon as she gets here. I've got something
important I want to talk to her about."
"Okay," Paul said. "I will."
April gave Terry's pelvis a long, loving look, then grinned widely as she went to the
door. "Don't forget now. As soon as she comes home."
"I won't forget," Paul said. "I guess we'll see you later."
When she had gone, Paul looked at Terry. "What the hell was going on in here,
anyway?"
"Oh, Christ, Paul!" Terry moaned. "I saw her cunt. She was the one that was eating
Aunt Donna. The one I told you about, remember?"
"I'll be a sonofabitch! What did she want to do, fuck you?"
"Hell, I don't know. She acted like she did. I'd be scared to, though. Aunt Donna would
probably be madder than hell."
Paul shook his head. "That's really crazy."
"She even grabbed my dick. Honest! I couldn't help getting a hard-on when I looked up
her legs."
"No, shit? Wall, heck. Why don't we go on over then? Maybe she'd fuck both of us."
"No, we'd better not. Let's wait until Aunt Donna gets home. We can tell her about it.
It is kind of wild though, isn't it?"
Paul snorted. "Aw, fuck it! Let's go out in the back yard and play with the frisbee.
When Pam and Aunt Donna get back we can fuck then. We don't need some nutty
broad like that."
"Oh, I don't know," Terry said, following his brother to the back door. "She's really
built. I wouldn't mind screwing her one time. And you know what? She wears red
panties!"
They were both laughing as they went out the door.


Chapter 11

Pam sat smilingly contentedly to herself as her mother drove home. It was the first time
she had had a thorough physical examination like that, and the handsome young doctor
who had given it to her had excited her tremendously. When he had squeezed and
kneaded her titties, she began getting hot, even though there was a nurse in the room.
But when he had pushed his gloved finger up her twat and began swirling it around, it
was more than she could take. She had moaned softly, then shuddered as orgasm
tingled her nerve ends. The doctor had blushed, so there was no doubt he knew what
had happened.
"Thank God for small favors," Donna said, pushing the cigarette lighter in. "At least
you're not pregnant, honey."
"Well, I didn't think I was. Mama, with the shot he gave me and the pills, that means I
can't get pregnant at all, can I?"
"That's right, dear. And for God sake, whatever you do, don't forget to take them. If
you got knocked up, it would ruin everything."
"I know, Mama. I'll remember." Pam cleared her throat. "But I mean, I can do anything
now, can't I? I can fuck anybody I want to and not worry about anything. Isn't that
right?"
Donna sighed. "Yes, I suppose that's right, dear. But as I told you before, I don't want
you giving it away to everybody. I'll tell you who you should screw and when. Don't be
passing it out like a free give-away at a sale."
"Oh, Mama." The girl laughed. "When we get home, can I have Paul or Terry? I'm
really hurting for a fuck."
"We'll see, dear. I don't suppose there'd be any harm in it now. We won't be able to do
anything for two weeks anyway."
"That's what I thought. And, God, I sure like those boys' cocks!"
"I'll bet you do."
Donna pulled into the driveway and parked the car, then they went inside. The boys
had heard them drive up and came in through the kitchen as Donna and Pam were
putting their purses down.
"Hi," Terry said. "Uhhh, Aunt Donna? The lady that lives next door was over here. She
wanted you to call her as soon as you got back."
"Oh? All right. But I'm going to have a drink first." Donna walked into the kitchen and
began preparing a highball.
Terry had followed her in and he leaned against the counter. "Aunt Donna, she did
something funny. She let her skirt go clear up so I could see her pants. And then she
squeezed my peter."
"Oh, God!" Donna moaned. "I guess I should have expected it. Don't worry about it,
Terry. I'll take care of it. You go in the living room now, with the other kids."
The boy left while she stirred her drink, then Donna stepped to the phone, lifted the
receiver and dialed.
"April? This is Donna. I understand you wanted me to call."
"Oh, yes, I did. It was over there a little while ago. Say, that one nephew of yours has
got a man-sized prick. How about us all getting together? I'd just love to play with that
tool for a while."
"No, April. I've made up. my mind. I'm not going to let the boys do anything like that.
And I'll have to ask you not to come over here when I'm gone. They're not ready for
something like that. I'm sorry, but that's the way it's going to have to be."
April had noticed the hardness in Donna's voice and knew there was no point in
pursuing the subject. "All right, Donna. Suit yourself. I'm disappointed of course, but I
guess that's it. Why don't you and Pam come over when the boys leave?"
"We'll see, April. I have to go now. 'Bye."
Donna hung up the phone, took a long swallow of her drink, then went in the living
room. She saw Pam standing in front of Paul, rubbing her open hand over the bulge in
the boy's fly.
"Hey, Mom," Pam said. "Paul's already got a hard-on. Can I take him upstairs with
me?"
Donna grinned as she put her glass on a table and stood looking at the children with
her hands on her hips. "I'll tell you what. With all the good news I've had today, I'm in
a very good humor. Why don't we all just take our clothes off right here? That way we
can all have fun and watch each other."
"Oh, cool!" Pam squealed. "Hurry up, Paul. Get undressed." The girl began stripping
off her dress.
"Oh, boy!" Terry said, getting up from his chair and fumbling with his belt buckle.
"This ought to be a lot of fun."
When they were all undressed, Donna had Pam take all the clothes upstairs and hang
them up. Then she picked up her drink and carried it to the couch where she sat down.
"Well, boys? What would you like to do?" She noticed that their cocks were stiffened
hard and throbbing with desire as they gazed at her naked body.
"Gee, I don't know, Aunt Donna," Terry said, putting his hand on his jerking tool and
caressing it. "Whatever you want."
"Hey, Mama," Pam called out as she raced down the stairs, her tits bouncing. "I'd like
to have one of them eat me first. Is that okay?"
"Oh, not again," Paul moaned.
Donna patted the couch next to her. "I think that would be a good idea, Pam. But it's
really not fair to make a boy eat you when he can't cum. Why don't you take one of the
boys and suck him off at the same time?"
The girl sat down next to her mother and spread her legs, letting the boys gape at her
pink, moist valley. "Okay. I think I will. How about you, Terry? Do you want to eat my
cunt?"
The youngest boy nodded his head silently, still gripping his tool.
"Okay." Pam stood up. "I guess you have to lay down on your back." When the boy
was in position, Pam squatted down to straddle him, placing her milky valley directly
over his face. Then she bent forward and gripped the base of his pulsing pecker. "Eat
me good, Terry! Please! Make me cum!"
"Oh, Jeez!" Terry groaned, staring up at her fleshy canyon and brown puckered anus.
As she lowered her twat to his face, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out.
Then he was lapping and licking at the gash wildly, spearing her hole with his tongue.
"Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Oh, Terry!" Pam dropped her head and opened her mouth to engulf the boy's rigid
pole. She wrapped her lips around the head, licking and sucking, and slid them down,
forcing his prick deep into her mouth. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"That looks like fun, doesn't it, Paul?" Donna said happily. She got up from the couch
and crossed over to where Paul was sitting in a chair, staring intently at his brother and
cousin. Turning around, Donna backed up to him and reached between her legs to
balance herself on his knees. Then she dropped her ass down, aiming her cunt at his
upright shaft.
"Stick it in!" she hissed. "Oh, God, Paul! Put it in!"
The boy grabbed his cock and held it motionless as Donna sank down to it. He probed
her slit with his dick to find her hole and eased the tip in. "There it is, Aunt Donna! It's
in!"
"Oh, dear!" Donna murmured. "Uuummm! Oh, honey!" She dropped down on the
shaft, spearing her cunny with the hard, hot tool. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOOH,
PAUL! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"MMM! FFF! UUUMMM!" Terry's moans were muffled by Pam's hairy pussy. His nose
was almost into her asshole as he darted his tongue in and out of her twat, lapping and
drinking her cuntal milk. He was squirming and twisting his hips as the girl's mouth
sucked his tool feverishly. "UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM!"
Pam pressed her cunny tighter against his face as she gobbled his dong. Her mouth
made wet slurping sounds as she nodded her head quickly, tugging and pulling on the
rigid tool. She was anxious for his cum to erupt and applied more pressure with her
mouth as she nodded her head. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"AUNT DONNA! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!" Paul was watching the sucking and
eating couple as he hunched off the chair cushion into the hammering cunt that was
tickling his dick. "AAARRRGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AUNT DONNA!
JEEZ! OH, FUCK! FUCK! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"HANG ON, BABY!" Donna shouted. "WAIT FOR ME TO CUM! OH, GOD, PAUL!
AAARRRGGGHHH! NNNGGG! JESUS, THAT FEELS GOOD! SUCK HIM, PAM!
SUCK HIM! OH, GOD! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Watching her daughter blowing a cock was exciting Donna beyond all her expectations.
As Terry's tool slid in and out of the girl's mouth, she raised and dropped quickly on
Paul's thick piston, slamming it against her womb as her naked ass slapped against his
thighs. Having a cock inside her as she watched Pam suck a dick was more thrilling
than anything she had ever even imagined.
"UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF!" Terry reached up to clutch at Pam's asscheeks as she
wriggled and squirmed her pussy on his face. His back was arching off the floor as he
thrust his dick deeper into her mouth and his think legs were quivering.
"UUUMMM!" Pam could feel his excitement through the pecker in her mouth and she
knew he was going to blow soon. She moaned and whimpered as she sucked and
slurped on his swelling tool. Then suddenly it was spurting into her mouth, hot cum
streaming from the end, spraying against her tonsils and throat. "MMM! UUUMMM!"
Terry's body went stiff then he felt Pam shudder as orgasm thundered through her
young body. "UUUHHHFFF! UUUMMM! 000H! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"I'M CUMMING, AUNT DONNA!" Paul shouted. "I'M CUMMING! OH, GOD!
FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
"DO IT!" Donna screamed. "DO IT! DO IT! CUM! CUM! OH, GOD!
AAARRRGGGHHH! FILL ME UP, PAUL! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, GOD!
UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
"UNGH! GH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! AUNT DDDOOONNNAAA!"
The room echoed with moans and whimpers, groans and grunts. Then everything was
still. Pam was the first to move, licking Terry's sticky dick carefully before getting to her
feet on shaky legs. She turned and smiled down at Terry's milk-covered face, then
staggered to a chair and sat down.
"Oh, God!" Donna got up slowly from Paul's lap, slipping her cum-filled twat off his
tool as she clenched it tightly with her cuntal muscles. She sighed heavily, then went
into the kitchen to wipe her juicy snatch with paper towels. When she came back, the
children were smiling happily.
"Oh, Mama, that was fun!" Pam said excitedly. "Wow! I like to have my cunt eaten
while I'm sucking a cock."
"It does feel good, doesn't it?" Donna lit a cigarette then sat down. "I think we should
rest for a while, kids. There's no point in wearing ourselves out, is there? Why don't
you all go get some pop?"
As they sat chatting amiably for the next half hour, Donna noticed that the boys' pricks
showed no signs of wilting. They were both just as hard as they were at the beginning.
And she was reasonably sure they could go several times more.
"Mama?" Pam asked innocently. "When the doctor was examining me, he asked me if I
ever had a penis in my anus. Do a lot of girls really get screwed in their asshole?"
Donna smiled. "Yes, they do, dear. It actually feels very good. It's nothing like being
fucked in your cunt, though."
"Could I try it? Could I, Mama? Just to see what it feels like?"
"I don't see why not, if the boys are willing. I'll tell you though, it feels better if you
have a prick in both holes at the same time."
"Oh, wow!" Pam gasped. "Really? Jeez, I'd like to try that." She looked at each of the
boys. "Will you guys do that? Please?"
The boys glanced at each other and nodded.
"All right," Donna said. "I'll show you how to do it. Paul, lay down on the rug on your
back. Pam, you straddle him and put his cock in your cunt." While the two children
were getting into position, Donna stood up and walked over to supervise the operation.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Pam murmured. "It's in, Mama! It's all the way in!"
"All right, Terry. Get behind Pam on your knees and put your cock up her asshole.
Pam, honey, be sure to relax your pucker string. Otherwise it might hurt."
Terry had a gleeful smile on his face as he knelt behind the girl and inched up on his
knees. Gripping his tool, he slid the hot end down the dark crack of her ass until it was
pressing against her anus. Then he began shoving it in slowly, forcing his swollen tool
into the brown opening. "Oh, God!" he groaned. "That's tight!"
"WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!" Pam shouted. "TAKE IT EASY, TERRY! OH, GOD!
AAARRRGGGHHH! JESUS!"
"I can feel his dick going in!" Paul grunted. "It's pushing against mine!"
"OH, WOW!" Pam sucked in her breath and closed her eyes as Terry's pole slid up her
anal canal. "FUCK ME, YOU TWO! OH, GOD! GIVE IT TO ME! ALL OF IT! OH,
MAMA! IT'S WONDERFUL! DO IT! DO IT!"
Both lads began hunching their rods in and out of the girl, their tools rubbing against
each other inside her belly. Pam kept her ass motionless as the boys punched into her,
pushing her intestines aside with their rigid pokers.
"GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OOOH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! IT'S
BEAUTIFUL! OH, FUCK ME! FUCK ME! AAARRRGGGHHH! FFFUUUCCCKKK
MMMEEE! JESUS! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Donna was so excited she could hardly stand it. As she watched the two pricks stabbing
her daughter, cuntal milk began flooding into the folds of her twat. She whimpered
softly, then moved up to straddle Paul's chest and stand directly in front of Pam. She
put her hands in the girl's hair and pulled her face into her cunt.
Pam shot her tongue out and began lapping her mother's milk-filled gash as the two
rods pierced her again and again. Donna closed her eyes and simpered as she gyrated
her hips and hunched her hairy twat against Pam's flicking tongue. "OH, BABY!
BABY! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, HONEY!
SWEETHEART! UUUMMM!"
The boys watched Pam lick her mother's cunt as they hammered their swollen dicks
into her. Their eyes were glazed as they hunched and pumped wildly, thrusting their
aching shafts deep into the girl's tummy.
"OH, JESUS!" Paul shouted. "OH, FUCK! FUCK! UUUNNNGGGHHH! PAM!
AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, GOD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!" The girl's tight asshole was chafing Terry's hard poker,
but he didn't care. He was gripping her hips tightly as he slithered his shaft in and out,
banging against Paul's cock as he pumped. "AAARRRGGGHHH!
UUUNNNGGGHHH! NNNGGG!"
"OH, BABY! BABY!" Donna squirmed and pumped her cunt. "OH, PAM! OH,
DARLING!" Her body quivered and trembled as Pam's hot tongue slid up and down
her creamy crevice, tickling her clit and teasing her cunt hole. "AAARRRGGGHHH!
OH, PAM! HONEY! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" She opened her eyes and looked
down at Terry's shit-streaked dick as it plunged in and out of the girl's asshole. "OH,
BABY! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"OH, GOD!" Terry cried out. "WAH! NNNGGG! I'M GOING TO CUM! OH,
JESUS! PAM! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! HHH!"
"OH, SHIT!" Paul yelled. "ITS CUMMING! I'M SHOOTING! OOOHHH
LLLOOORRRDDD! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"BBBAAABBBYYY!" Donna pressed her daughter's face against her snatch, then shook
violently as climax exploded inside her.
"BBBAAABBBYYY! GGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Pam felt two hot eruptions of cum inside her just as her mother twitched and jerked
against her face. Then her own orgasm sent tingling jolts through her body, making her
vibrate from head to foot. "UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF!"
Donna moaned softly, patting Pam on the head, then she slowly backed away. Reeling
drunkenly to a chair, she sank down, exhausted, leaving her daughter impaled on the
boys' pricks.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Pam gasped. Inching forward slowly on her knees, she pulled her
openings off the two still-jerking poles and stood up. White cream streamed from her
cunt and asshole onto the rug as she strove to catch her breath. A grin broke on her
face as she gazed down at the boys' cum and shit-streaked cocks that were now
beginning to wilt. She had fucked them both right out of a hard-on!
Donna took a deep breath and smiled at the children. "I think we've all had enough for
right now. Why don't we all go upstairs one at a time and take a nice shower. We could
certainly use it, and it might pep us up a bit. Pam, when you go up, don't forget to
douche."
"I'll go first," the girl said. "Gee, Mom! That was terrific! I don't think I've ever had so
much fun."
As Pam walked to the stairs and went up, the boys slowly got to their feet. From the
looks on their faces, it was plain they were no longer anxious to get their guns off
again.
When they had all finished with their showers, Donna insisted they eat, cautioning the
children that they would have to have adequate nourishment in order to keep up their
sexual activities. Still naked, Pam and her mother prepared dinner, then they all sat
down at the table.
"Are we going to fuck again when we're through?" Pam asked. "Jeez, I'm all ready to go
again."
Donna chuckled. "Well, we probably are, dear. But I don't know about the boys. They
might want to rest up a little bit before they do it again."
"Oh, no, Aunt Donna," Paul said quickly. "Look." Getting up from his chair, he
showed them his hard piston, the swollen purple head gleaming where the foreskin had
pulled back. "See? I can do it again. Can't you, Terry?"
The younger boy nodded, grinning. He stood up too and showed his erect prong.
"Well, I guess that answers our question, doesn't it?" Donna smiled at her daughter.
"We'll have to take care of those beautiful things, won't we? But not until after the
dishes are done."
When they all returned to the living room, Pam's eyes were gleaming with anticipation.
"Oh, Mama! I'm all wet! Can't we do something right away? Please?"
"All right, dear. Let's lay down on the floor. The boys can fuck us both at the same
time. C'mon." Donna stretched out on the rug, then motioned for her daughter to lay
down facing her. "The boys can stick us from behind. Okay?"
"Gosh, yeah!" Pam smiled as her mother pulled her close then reached a hand up and
began caressing her titty. She cupped her hand around her mother's nipple and began
kneading the soft flesh. "Isn't this fun, Mama? Gosh!"
Donna nodded happily as she felt Paul's hard pole probing between her thighs. Then
she lifted a leg to open the milky canyon for him. Immediately she felt his tool sliding
up her tunnel, tickling her sensitive tissues. "Oh, Paul, honey! That's it!
Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, give it to me, baby! Is Terry inside you, dear?"
"Oh, yes! He's got his cock way up me! Oh, Mama! Isn't this fun? Fuck me, Terry! Oh,
God! Give it to me! Screw me! Oh, Mama!"
The two boys began grunting and gasping as they speared the juicy twats. The tight
tissues tickled their dicks as they crammed their tools into the hilt.
"AAARRRGGGHHH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG! OH, GOD, PAM! JEEZ! I LOVE
TO FUCK YOUR CUNNY!" Terry reached around her to bury a hand in her snatch
and feel his pole sliding in and out of her twat. "OOOOHHHH!!!!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Donna reached back for Paul's hand and put it in her bush, pressing his fingers against
her clit as she squirmed and twisted on his plunging tool. "OH, PAUL! HONEY!
FUCK ME, BABY! OH, SWEETHEART!"
"Oh, Mama!" Pam murmured, swirling her cunt on Terry's dong. "It feels so good to
have a cock in your cunt, doesn't it? Oh, I love to fuck! OH, MAMA! ITS
WONDERFUL!" The girl squeezed her mother's titty tightly and whimpered.
"PAM! BABY!" Donna pushed back against Paul, moving away from her daughter.
Then she slid an arm under the girl's head and pulled her face down to her hard nipple.
"SUCK IT, BABY!" she groaned loudly. "OH, SUCK IT! LIKE YOU DID WHEN
YOU WERE A BABY! OH, THAT'S IT, HONEY! OH, SWEETHEART! FUCK ME,
PAUL! GIVE IT TO ME! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, DARLING! IS HE FUCKING
YOU, BABY! BBBAAABBBYYY!"
"AAARRRGGGHHH! GGGHHH!" Terry felt his wet prick plunging in and out of
Pam's twat with his fingers. He hunched and hammered at her, cramming his tool in
until it banged against her womb. "OH, I'M GOING TO CUM!
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"OH, FUCK!" Paul shouted. "FUCK! FUCK! AUNT DONNA! SQUEEZE IT!
SQUEEZE IT! OH, SHIT! I'M GOING TO CUM! I'M GOING TO SHOOT OFF!"
"OH, HONEY!" Donna shoved her tit against Pam's face as the girl slurped on her
hard nipple. "SUCK IT! OH, HONEY! ARE YOU READY TO CUM! OH,PAM!
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"UUUMMM! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" The girl buried her face in the soft flesh of her
mother's titty as Terry's stabbing tool brought her to climax. She shuddered violently,
then quivered and jerked. "UUUMMM! GGGHHH!"
"AUNT DONNA! GGGNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Paul's body went rigid against her back as his dick erupted inside her, his hand clawing
at her cunt.
"WAH! WAH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! NNNGGG!" Terry shivered as his jerking
pecker began spurting cum into Pam's twat. His toes curled and his body quaked. Then
he went limp, gasping for breath.
Pam moaned as she dropped her mother's nipple from her mouth. "Oh, Mama! This is
so beautiful! I'm going to love fucking the rest of my life! I'll never get enough!"
Donna sighed and let her body relax. She smiled at her daughter and patted her
lovingly on the cheek. "I know, dear. And I hope it always feels this good for you. I
only wish we could have the boys with us all the time."
"So do I, Mama! So do I!"


Chapter 12

As it turned out, the boys stayed with them for quite a while. Their parents still hadn't
returned from England by the time the director arrived in town to interview Pam. Quite
innocently, Donna took the lads with them when they went down to Harper's office.
To everyone's astonishment, the director was not only pleased with Pam, but said that
he could also use the boys in an upcoming television series. In a flurry of excitement,
Donna called her sister and got her approval. So, in a matter of weeks Donna and the
three children were in Hollywood, set up in a comfortable house and preparing to
embark on a completely new adventure.
It came as no surprise to either Pam or Donna that they were required to spread their
legs many times before the necessary contracts were signed. Though many of the men
involved were expert in the use of their tools, they still looked forward to the times they
could spend with the boys in their well-furnished bungalow.
Donna's husband had gotten an apartment and filed for a divorce before they left.
When their assets were finally sold and the money divided, Donna purchased a large
rambling home in the foothills of Los Angeles and the four of them moved in.
To this day, as far as anyone knows, they are still living there, happily engaging in their
unusual family fun whenever their work schedules permit.


THE END
