Rita's Sex Trip
by A. M. Roberts
(RY-174)


FOREWORD 

Rita Sawyer regretted the fact that she had not lived as adventurously as 
she would have liked. 

When she went to London to live in a fashionable flat with her beautiful 
divorcee mother, the lovely seventeen-year-old became increasingly more 
anxious than ever before to experience sex. She tired of her routine virgin 
life and sought to emulate the colorful life style of her mother. 

One evening late at night Rita decided to eavesdrop on her voluptuous, 
energetic mother as she heard noises emanating from her bedroom. As Rita 
peeked through a crack in the door she observed her mother Eileen in the 
passionate throes of sex with Tommy, a good looking young British rock 
drummer. 

Just watching her mother's scintillating body gyrating back and forth in a 
whirlpool of ecstasy made Rita regret more than ever what she was missing. 
Rita disliked in particular the fact that her mother was seeking to 
discourage her from doing the very things that she was having so much fun 
doing. 

Rita went back to bed that evening with one firm objective in her mind, that 
of involving herself in some passionate experiences, the same kind in which 
her mother was participating. 

Eventually Rita set her sights on a handsome British pilot who lived in the 
flat across the hall from her own. Rita knew that to derive sexual 
experience she had to start somewhere, and Phillip James seemed like just 
the kind of suave man of experience who would be able to properly show her 
the ropes. . 

Once that Rita becomes sufficiently intrigued in the realm of sex, she finds 
that it can become as delightfully habitual in her own personal case as it 
always had been with her mother Eileen. 

-The Publisher 

 CHAPTER I 

When Rita Sawyer went to live with her mother Eileen in London, she felt 
very sad about leaving all of her friends in Southern California. 

She had been living with her father for quite some time. He had been awarded 
custody of young Rita as a result of her mother Eileen's rather notorious 
reputation with men, something that had brought their marriage to a halt. 

But when Rita's father suffered a heart attack and was forced to rest for 
one year, and after bills and responsibilities began to mount, her father 
had, upon making inquiries, decided that Eileen had settled down a little 
and that it might be wise for young Rita to go live with her. 

Rita had always felt a little uncomfortable around her mother, particularly 
with the knowledge of her wild reputation and the way that she had played 
around. For that reason Rita had been schooled by her father to play it very 
straight and not get serious about guys. Rita was, therefore, considered to 
be quite a prude, if not a square, by a number of her schoolmates. Since she 
was a beautifully developed young woman who, dressed under under the 
appropriate circumstances, could pass for her early twenties, she naturally 
was very much in demand. Rather than going to all the parties that she had 
invitations to, however, Rita chose to live a generally quiet existence. 

A number of her girl friends were wildly promiscuous, and they were never 
able to figure out just why Rita was so careful not to involve herself much 
with the opposite sex. She dated a few times, but never was even close to 
losing her virginity. 

Even though she had been told that her mother was doing much better than she 
had before, Rita was skeptical. From the very beginning when she moved into 
her mother's fashionable flat in the Portman Square section of London, she 
could hear the sounds of her mother laughingly engaged in conversation with 
men late at night when she was trying to sleep. She would then occasionally 
hear grunting and gasping sounds, indicative of sex activity. 

Eileen had saved enough money through the years to buy her own antique shop, 
which specialized in American antiques. The shop was situated on Carnaby 
Street, and Eileen managed to do very well. In addition, her line of work 
enabled her to meet a lot of interesting men, many of whom she brought home 
to the flat. 

One evening several weeks after Rita had arrived in London, the sounds of 
her mother and the young man she was with became so loud that she was 
distracted from sleep. Rita finally decided to get up and investigate, to 
tiptoe down the hallway and observe her mother in her bedroom. 

As Rita walked stealthily down the hallway, she could hear the sound of the 
young Englishman's voice. She recognized that the voice belonged to Tommy, a 
long-haired rock drummer who, one afternoon when he was waiting for Eileen, 
had first propositioned Rita to smoke grass with him, following which he 
then made a direct overture for her to go to bed with him. Rita had thought 
about how angry Eileen would have become had she known just what Tommy had 
attempted, but she had not told her. 

In order for Rita to observe the action going on in Eileen's bedroom, it was 
necessary for her to open the bedroom door a crack. Ever so careful to avoid 
any suspicion, she moved the door with stealthful grace, after which she 
peeped inside and watched the action. 

At first Rita's whole body shook and her heart throbbed. After all, she had 
never seen a man and woman in a copulatory situation before. Certainly she 
was aware of her mother's wild reputation, and several times she had heard 
her mother locked in dramatic coitus, back in Southern California when she 
had been married to her father, and also in Eileen's London flat. 

But now she was observing from first-hand, and as Tommy sat on the edge of 
the bed, his trim body totally nude, she watched her mother reach out with 
both hands and begin to ever so daintily fondle the tip of his long, torrid 
penis. 

Eileen was totally naked as well, and Rita could not help but admire the 
beauty of her mother's form. Despite the fact that her mother was forty 
years of age or thereabouts, she maintained a completely youthful and 
vigorous manner. Eileen saw to it that she jogged regularly in nearby Hyde 
Park, and that she ate the right foods and played occasional tennis. As a 
result of the precautions she had taken, her body was the type that turned a 
number of much younger women green with envy. 

As for her face, it was highly glamorous. She was a dazzling blonde, and now 
her hair was draped down almost to her shoulders. 

Eileen dropped to her knees as she reached out and continued to fondle 
Tommy's hard peter. At first she concentrated solely on the tip of his 
flaming instrument, but the longer that she massaged his pole, the more that 
she extended her movements. Pretty soon she began driving her fingers up and 
down the full length of her lover's hot, erect phallus, and as she did his 
whole body began to twist and turn as he reacted to her quick, assertive 
finger strokes. 

"Keep it up," Tommy said. "Damned, the only thing better than this is 
playing the drums." 

"You prefer the drums?" Eileen looked up at Tommy, frowning bitterly. 

"Not really, darling," he laughed. "Just teasing you. I might like the 
drums, but I'd much rather have you play with my prick." 

"That's more like it," Eileen said. 

Ever so contentedly Eileen continued to let her fingers connect skillfully 
with her lover's solid, energetic member. Rita watched with great 
fascination as she observed his cock hardening ever so noticeably, reacting 
to each and every quick, twisting finger thrust that her lover assertively 
put forward. 

"Eat my cock," he began to call out impatiently, gasping loudly. "Come on, 
just run your tongue over my prick. Really suck me. Come on, grind your 
tongue. Ahhh, you've got to grind it. Grind it real nice. Just let it plunge 
against my long dick. Bring me off, baby. Put your tongue to work." 

Rita noticed that the longer Tommy spoke, the louder and more desperate his 
tone became. With fascination and joy, Eileen stepped up the pace of her 
finger activity against his bloated dick. While she kept playing with his 
torrid prong, she reached down with her tongue and began to let it twist 
tantalizingly against his searing scrotum. 

Pretty soon Tommy's body was nothing more than a sea thing mass of 
unabounded sensuality. He kept kicking back and forth with his legs, 
twisting his hips ever so flexibly as his lover continued her rapid-fire, 
burning movements. Her tongue worked with piston-like short thrusts as she 
kept on connecting with it against his hot balls. 

"Damned, you sure can suck," Tommy gulped. "Keep it up, darling. Can you 
ever drive your tongue. What a dick licker you are. Come on, eat my dick. 
Eat my dick and lap up all of the delicious cream. You'll love it." 

Her tongue kept on wildly connecting with her lover's long, stiff pole. As 
soon as she switched her action from his testicles to his hot dick, she 
drove him that much closer to the state of a glorious climax. Her tongue 
kept on winding, whipping sharply, driving with great force and desire as 
she worked him that much nearer to the state of a wild, thrilling orgasm. 

"Come on, suck me off," he said. "Just a few more strokes, darling. Ohhh, 
I'm gonna be off. I can't hold back much longer." 

Rita watched as Tommy reached down with both hands, gripping his sex 
partner's hair with great force. He held on tightly to her head, gulping and 
gasping as his lover pushed with her hot tongue, driving him ever nearer to 
the state of a wild and vigorous climax. 

"Damned, ohhh, do I ever itch," he said. "Just play with my balls." 

A few thrusting tongue stabs later, the droplets of thick white semen began 
to shoot from the end of Tommy's hot pole. 

Rita watched with a new fascination, observing the thick, stimulating gobs 
of cock cream that her mother's tongue wildly devoured. 

"You dick licker," Tommy laughed. "You fantastic dick licker." 

As soon as the sex act ended, Tommy took charge. Eileen had been the 
aggressor with her cock sucking, and now it remained for Tommy to show his 
gratitude for the beautiful action she'd provided by quickly taking charge. 

Tommy's darting fingers moved forward, crisply connecting with Eileen's 
fiery boobs. He loved touching her taut, warm skin. Eileen's nipples 
immediately hardened under the quick, devastating finger attack that her 
lover sharply put forth. 

Rita heard the loud, gasping sounds of her mother, whose ass cheeks glided 
with great mobility from side to side as Tommy kept on letting his fingers 
stab and thrust against her warm boobs. 

"I'm gonna suck 'em a little," Tommy said. 

Soon Tommy was working his tongue brilliantly against Eileen's left. tit. 
Zealously he kept on stroking with his hot, red, ever-so-inspired tongue, 
which kept on driving diligently against her breast. Tommy moved from one 
tit over to the other, leaving a dazzling trail of saliva behind. 

While Rita watched the devastating sexual contact that was taking place 
between Tommy and her mother, she began to feel a certain warmth developing 
between her legs. Rita hardly knew what to make of what was happening. After 
all, she had been a very good girl up to that point in her life, a proper 
girl, perhaps all too proper. 

The more that Rita watched, the more incensed she became that she was still 
a virgin and had never been exposed to the kind of wild, erotic thrills that 
her beautiful, energetic mother was receiving at that moment in time. 

"Keep busy, baby " Eileen whispered. "I like what's happening. I what you're 
doing to me." 

When Tommy removed his tongue from Eileen's breasts, he reached down with 
his right hand and began to explore ever so quickly her wet, furry white 
triangle. The faster that his fingers connected with her twat hairs, the 
louder that her gasps became as she responded to every quick, detonating 
finger stab. 

A few strokes later, Tommy released his surging fingers from her organ. 
Following his pussy probing, he pushed his tongue down between Eileen's 
legs. 

Ever mindful of what was to follow, Eileen parted her trembling legs, then 
watched as Tommy buried his head between them. 

Rita's mouth flew open with ever increasing excitement as she watched Tommy 
grab hold of her mother's thighs. He held on tightly to Eileen's trim, warm 
thighs, and as he fingered them he pushed his tongue against her inviting, 
wet slit. 

"Suck me," she gasped, "come on, just grind with your tongue." 

His tongue kept on working back and forth, twisting and connecting ever so 
sharply as it made sturdy, impactful contact with her wet mound. 

"Come on, really stick it in me," she exclaimed. "Work your tongue real 
nice, honey. Just bring me off. Ooooh, aaahhhh, I like your stroking. Honey, 
ooohhh, I'm there. Yes, ooohhh, I'm shooting. Ooooooh, aaahhhh, ooohhh, 
aaahhh, oooohhhh." 

As her body bounced up and down on the bed and she kept on heaving loud, 
aroused sighs, Rita watched Tommy's tongue work back and forth as he sought 
to swallow every drop of Eileen's pussy juice. 

Tommy had excited his lover anew with his rapid-fire pussy sucking, and now 
he was ready to bring his cock back into productive activity. 

He reached out with both hands, gripping once more at Eileen's thighs. When 
he parted them even more widely than before, Eileen knew what was going to 
happen. 

"Dominate me," she gulped. "Come on, send your cock into my cunt. Really 
fuck me, honey. Oohhh, do I want it. Come on, screw my pussy." 

While Rita kept on watching the fascinating sight unfolding before her 
young, previously innocent eyes, she knew that she, too, would have to 
adventure. After all, she was a young girl with a beautiful body, and she 
could attract men anywhere that she went. She remembered how many times she 
had been noticed on the beach in a bathing suit, not only by young men of 
her own age, but by more experienced men, the kind that she would enjoy 
having a liaison with, young men like Tommy, who was doing such a good job 
of pleasing her mother. 

 CHAPTER 2 

As the excitement continued to mount within Rita, as her heart pounded and 
her cunt began to ache with desire, she silently reprimanded herself for 
turning Tommy down. So what if he did want a piece of ass from her. Judging 
by the way that he was screwing her mother, he would have been more than 
capable of providing her with all kinds of wonderful thrills. 

"Come on and fuck it," Eileen gasped, "darling, make me your woman. I want 
to be your woman. I want you to fuck me." 

Before Tommy asserted his cock inside of her wet and ready joy hole, he 
reached down and fingered her pussy a few times. When he released his torrid 
fingers, Tommy pushed his long, grinding dick forward, preparing to let it 
enter inside of his lover's vagina. 

"Here I go," he gasped. "Just get ready for a wild fuck. You're gonna enjoy 
it, honey. You're gonna get a beautiful screw from me." 

Tommy pushed his hard, throbbing spear forward, allowing it to assert inside 
of his lover's mound. He kept pushing and shoving, driving his cock with 
dagger-like impact, sliding it as deeply as he knew how inside of the wet, 
accommodating vagina of his lover. 

While Eileen kept on erotically moaning and flipping her ass cheeks back and 
forth to accommodate the quick, piercing stabs of her forceful, energetic 
lover, Rita felt even more excitement. It made her feel terrible to 
recognize just what she had missed when she had turned Tommy down. 

"I'm gonna keep fucking you," he gasped. "I'm gonna drive my cock inside 
your pussy until I shoot. Ooooh, aaahhh, I'm gonna shoot fast. The stuffs 
all gonna spray out of me. Baby, ooohhh, what fucking." 

As Tommy moved ever closer to the ultimate moment of pleasure, that at which 
all of the juices would be released from his dagger-like dong, he reached 
out and grabbed at his lover's ass cheeks. He held on with great tightness, 
twisting and thrusting with his fingers against Eileen's scintillating ass 
cheeks. The longer that he held on, the closer that he pushed his energetic 
prong toward orgasm. 

A few blazing, twisting cock strokes later, the juices were all set to spray 
out of the end of his dagger-like peter. His cock stabs kept blasting 
forward with steady, vigorous desire. 

Tommy slapped at Eileen's buttocks, after which his body began to quiver. 
Rita watched closely as she observed the thick stream of white cock juice 
that sprayed from the end of his hard phallus and into her waiting snatch. 

"Ahhh, what an explosion," he gulped. "Ooooooh, aaahhh, damned but I can 
feel the itch. Oooooh, oooohhh, what fucking." 

Tommy removed his cock from Eileen's cunt. He looked down at his sensual 
lover, who was waiting to see what he had planned next. 

Rita wondered if the whole session was going to end at that point, but she 
didn't have to wonder for long after she saw what Tommy had in store for 
Eileen next. 

He reached out and played with her nipples a few times, squeezing and 
twisting them. When Tommy removed his fingers from her nipples, he prepared 
to lunge forward with his hard, determined cock, which he wanted to plunge 
inside of Eileen's mouth. 

"Just open wide," he said. "That's all I need, baby." 

"Darling, you're so dominant," she gulped. "You really want me. Ooohhhh, I 
know you do. You want to juice once more, you want to get your cock off 
inside my mouth." 

"You'd better believe I do," he sighed. "You just wait, sweetheart. I'm 
gonna really stab with my dick. I'm gonna really grind with it." 

He pushed his pulsating, probing peter forward, allowing it to make its 
initial contact with Eileen's mouth. Tommy kept grinding solidly with his 
flaming pole, letting it shove deeply inside of her mouth. 

Once again Rita was totally impressed over what she was seeing. The young 
girl enjoyed the way that Tommy was thoroughly dominating her mother. Now he 
was letting his lengthy, sweeping cock probe so gracefully and firmly as it 
plunged its way ever deeper inside of her hot mouth. 

"Damned, I've got to juice again," Tommy gulped. "All the stuffs gonna shoot 
out of me. It's got to. Oooooh, it's stored up. One more hot load. I'm ready 
for it. Damned, ohhh, it's got to spill." 

Rita kept watching as Tommy slapped at Eileen's ass cheeks. Even though he 
hit her hard enough to redden the flesh, Eileen seemed to enjoy it. 
Naturally she couldn't say anything what with her mouth filled with Tommy's 
long pecker, but from the expression in her eyes, one of wild enchantment, 
it appeared to Rita as if her mother was enjoying each and every aspect of 
the sex act, including the stinging slaps she was receiving. 

He kept on slapping hard with both hands, coordinating those movements with 
his swift, devastating peter thrusts as his hard, firm organ kept slamming 
against the base of Eileen's throat. 

Tommy's hips and ass cheeks ground from side to side as he slammed his cock 
with every bit of force he could muster. All the while he kept driving 
himself that much nearer to the point when the juices would all spurt from 
the end of his thrusting prong and splash into her mouth. 

"Here it goes," he said. "Oooooh, ooooh, damned, does it itch. Ooooooh, I'm 
gonna slap you one more time. Baby, oooooh, aaahhh, what a fuck. What a 
glorious fuck." 

Tommy slapped several more times in rapid succession at his lover's ass 
cheeks, and as he did the thick white semen began to spurt from the end of 
his rangy tool. It overwhelmed his lover's mouth. 

When Tommy released his cock from Eileen's mouth, he stretched out next to 
her. Rita observed as he closed his eyes. 

A few moments later the torrid lovers both drifted off to sleep with arms 
around one another. Rita decided that it was the perfect time for her to 
make her escape and walk back to her bedroom. 

When Rita stretched out in her bed once more, she found herself unable to 
sleep. She would close her eyes and observe the twisting, writhing movements 
of her mother's body as it reacted to Tommy's devastating cock stabs to her 
cunt and her mouth. 

Finally Rita decided that she would have to do a little experimenting of her 
own. 

After a good deal of deliberation, Rita reached down with both hands and 
grabbed at the crotch band of her white, silky panties. In the stillness of 
her room, she heard the sounds of the silky panties scraping against her 
legs as she lowered them, finally pulling them off of her altogether. 

Immersed in a wild sea of sensual fantasy, the beautiful young girl closed 
her eyes. All of a sudden it was happening again, the churning, thrusting of 
Tommy's body as he kept on grinding his dick hard and fast inside of his 
lover's pussy. 

She reached down instinctively and began to toy with her vagina. At first 
she concentrated her finger movements on her already wet snatch hairs. Yes, 
her matted hairs had become wet through the exciting event of watching her 
mother Eileen engaged in sex with her lover, Tommy. 

The longer that her fingers twisted and twitched against her enthralled 
pussy, the warmer that Rita felt inside. Her heart kept on pounding, 
palpitating even more rapidly than it had earlier as she kept on fingering, 
working her fingers inside of her hot twat. 

The more eagerly that Rita sustained her movements, the more she recognized 
just what she had been missing. After all, it might have been presented to 
her that sex was dirty, but it sure didn't seem that way from watching her 
mother enjoying herself with Tommy. 

As she closed her eyes and concentrated as intensely as she knew how, Rita 
began envisioning Tommy stabbing with his stiff, probing member as it made 
skillful contact with her twisting vagina. 

As a means of making the whole act seem more realistic, Rita even glided her 
hips from side to side, reacting in the same fashion as her mother had when 
she received the hot, satisfying stabs from Tommy. 

"Fuck me, Tommy," she whispered, "ohhh, fuck my juicy pussy. Yes, Tommy, I 
want it. Ohhh, I really want it. Come on and screw me." 

Her fingers kept on working searchingly, driving inside of her moist, furry 
nest. All the while she pushed ever nearer to the state of wild, ecstatic 
climax as her buttocks kept on grinding from side to side and she continued 
to enjoy every self-directed finger stab that she had sent forth. 

A few quick, decisive finger strokes later, she found herself overwhelmed by 
it all. Her hips kept on shifting and pretty soon she heaved a loud gasp as 
the juices started to shoot from her mound. 

Suddenly Rita opened her eyes, eager to watch the glorious sight of her 
orgasming juices. 

It delighted Rita no end to observe the steady, flowing droplets of pussy 
spray that rolled down her thighs following her orgasm. Once again Rita 
began to think about how she had turned Tommy down when he had sought to 
enjoy some sex from her. 

"I was a fool," she murmured. "It can be so much fun. I can see that it can. 
If my mother can do it, why can't I? Why can't I do the same things she 
does?" 

It disgusted Rita to recognize that her mother was acting very much like her 
father had when it came to her participation in sex. It struck Rita as being 
highly hypocritical on her mother's part to expect her to maintain standards 
that she would never think of imposing upon herself. 

Rita made a silent vow to herself that night prior to dropping off to sleep. 
She would start doing things her own way and live her own life. That meant 
enjoying sex in the same way that her mother and scores of other women were 
doing. After all, she did possess a beautiful set of equipment. 

 CHAPTER 3 

Rita had made a decision that evening to get involved in sex and lose her 
virginity, but it still remained for her to determine just how it was going 
to be done. 

The gorgeous young girl received a good deal of attention from the young men 
in her classes at the private school that she attended, but she regarded the 
young men of her own age to be extremely immature and she was not attracted 
to any of them. As a matter-of-fact, she often put them down very 
disgustedly when they tried too long and hard to pursue her. 

The one thing that Rita desired was to meet a mature man, somebody who could 
really take her in tow and show her the ropes, also dominating her in a 
forceful and convincing fashion. 

When Rita contemplated the future, her frustrations increased. When her 
mother was away or, in those late hours of the evening when she would lie in 
bed, Rita would reach down and begin to finger her pussy. She would work her 
way down inside of her panties, then play with her torrid mound until the 
juices sprayed. 

One afternoon Rita began to observe with greater interest than before the 
tall, handsome British pilot who lived in the flat across the hall from her 
own. His name was Phillip James and he had always been most cordial in 
talking to both Rita and her mother. 

One afternoon when Rita observed Phillip James coming up the hall, she made 
it a point to hesitate at the doorway. Instead of unlocking her door, Rita 
decided to wait for Phillip, so that there would be a pretext in engaging in 
some conversation. 

"Hello, young lady," Phillip began in his characteristic smooth, suave 
manner. "You're getting more beautiful every day." 

"Thank you," Rita turned and faced Phillip with a broad smile. "You're not 
so bad yourself. As a matter-of-fact, you look quite handsome in your 
uniform. Did you just get back from a flight?" 

"Yes, just took the cab in from Heathrow Airport," he said. 

"How nice. It must be interesting flying." 

"It has its compensations," he shrugged. 

"You sure do look nice in your uniform." 

"Thank you very kindly. Might I interest you in a glass of wine? I was 
planning on opening a fresh bottle." 

Rita had never had a drop of anything alcoholic in her entire life, but she 
did not want to blow the opportunity that she was hopefully setting up. By 
smiling ever so broadly and talking about how good Phillip looked, she hoped 
to entice him, and now she could see that her strategy had worked. At least 
up to that point. Phillip was inviting her into his flat to have a glass of 
wine with him. 

They sat in the kitchen sipping the wine. Phillip told her a good deal about 
the last flight he had taken, a round trip to and from Kingston, Jamaica. 

When he finished his first glass of wine, he poured both himself and Rita a 
second one. Even though Rita felt a little squeamish and her head was 
already becoming slightly tipsy from the first glass of wine, she was more 
than happy to down a second with her handsome pilot friend. 

Once the second helpings of wine were completed, Phillip looked over at Rita 
and grinned. 

"I don't suppose you need another glass of wine, do you?" he asked. 

"No way." 

"I didn't think so. But there is something else you can use." 

Phillip pushed his body toward Rita's. He reached out and ran his fingers 
through her hair, then delivered a long, piercing kiss to Rita's lips. 

The moment that Phillip's lips pressed against her own, Rita's heart began 
to pound with overwhelming passion. It was just the way that she had 
envisioned it. Rita had been certain that once she received just the kind of 
proper attention from the right man that she would burst forth with all 
kinds of pent-up excitement, and this was what was happening. She could see 
just how frustrated she had been waiting for that big moment for so long, 
and now it was beckoning. 

"'Let's go in the other room," Phillip whispered after removing his lips 
from hers. 

Even though Rita wanted badly to lose her cherry to this handsome, 
confident, very aggressive pilot, she still felt a good deal nervous about 
the whole thing. After all, she had never been through anything like this 
before. Her heart pounded wildly and her knees and legs felt rubbery as she 
walked with Phillip into the bedroom. 

An experienced man in ways of the world and in sex, Phillip immediately 
detected the young girl's nervousness. It was his desire to put her as 
completely at ease as possible before engaging in sex with her. 

"Just relax," he said. "Everything's gonna be fine." 

Once they arrived in the bedroom, though, Phillip decided to take complete 
charge. An aggressive man sexually, with strong desires, Phillip reached out 
and grabbed his young lover, shoving her body downward into the bed. 

In a flash Phillip threw his body down into the bed, reaching out and 
quickly undoing the buttons of her dress. 

"I'm gonna pull it off," he said. "You wanted it, honey, and you're gonna 
get it. I could see it in your eyes. Right from the moment that you spoke. 
Sure, you want me. I'm gonna really give you something to remember me by." 

Phillip kept up his steady, determined movements until he pulled Rita's 
dress over her head and off of her completely. Phillip eyed Rita's beautiful 
nubile body appraisingly after he discarded her dress. 

"What a form," he said. "Am I ever gonna have fun fucking with you." 

. Phillip reached out and undid Rita's bra straps. All it took were a few 
quick movements and her bra had been removed. His industrious fingers next 
reached down and grabbed at her panties, which he tugged on several times, 
pulling them down her legs and off of her altogether. 

"Get set for a fuck," he said. 

Rita lay there on the bed trembling more nervously than ever. Now she had 
moved one step closer to her goal, that of getting her cherry removed from 
her. Her captivating lover climbed up from the bed, beginning to remove his 
clothes. 

"You're gonna be seeing my long, hard prick," he laughed. "You just watch 
me, honey. It'll turn you on so much more." 

Phillip's fingers kept on working with great certainty as he tugged and 
pulled on his shorts, finally removing them. His fingers reached down and 
grabbed hold of his hard, diligent rod. Up and down 

Phillip pumped with his fingers, loving every quick, twisting movement. 

"What do you think of my rod?" he asked. 

The longer that Rita stared at Phillip's lengthy, hard shield, swollen with 
fervent desire, the more excitement that riddled her whole body. Rita was 
acutely aware of all the force that was contained within the dimensions of 
his rigid dick, and she was preparing to receive his quick, forceful stabs. 

"Here we go," he said. 

Phillip threw himself down in the bed next to Rita. Her body kept trembling, 
even though down deep she wanted him to take charge and fuck her. 

"Relax," Phillip reprimanded her sharply. "Just hang easy." 

Phillip reached out with his right hand, sliding it down between her legs. 
His fingers went to work a few times against Rita's right thigh, following 
which he then brought his fingers to bear inside of her warm, already wet 
pussy. 

Rita's whole body instinctively twisted with every quick, probing stab that 
he brought forth with his fingers. She enjoyed the sensations of his 
throbbing finger thrusts as he kept on wielding them, loving each and every 
dynamic, twisting sensation. 

"I'm gonna bring you off," he said. "That'll relax you a little more." 

Rita, despite her fears, couldn't help but feel a certain measure of 
confidence just being around somebody like Phillip, who obviously knew what 
he was doing. His sturdy fingers kept on pushing and probing, driving with 
great impact and joy as he shoved them ever deeper inside of her mound. 

Amidst the blazing passions of the moment, Rita started to glide her hips, 
jerking them back and forth. All of a sudden she remembered just what kind 
of movements her mother provided in response to Tommy's blistering cock 
stabs. Her own hips were swinging in the same fluid, rhythmic fashion as 
Phillip brought her ever nearer to an orgasm. 

"Wheeee, ohhh, what fuuuun," she finally sighed. "Ooooooh, aaahhh, I'm 
dripping. The stuff's shooting, ooohhhh, is it shooting. Baby, baby, 
oooohhhh, keep grinding. Keep working your fingers. I love it. Oooohhhhh, I 
love it. Aaaahhhhh I like the way you're probing. Sweetheart, ohhh, do it to 
me. Ohhh, do it." 

Phillip's authoritative fingers kept on pushing and thrusting until Rita 
finished exploding. He nodded with a measure of accomplishment, observing 
the trickling droplets of pussy fluid that had splattered against his 
lover's thighs. 

He removed his fingers from his lover's flaming pussy, and now it was time 
for him to move on to even bigger game. Phillip was all set to drive his 
hot, piston-like phallus deep inside of his lover's pussy. 

"Here I go," he announced. "I'm really gonna fuck. Ohhh, you're gonna get a 
nice fuck." 

Phillip reached out and parted her legs even more distantly. The aggressive 
pilot wanted to give himself plenty of room as he got ready to shove his 
steaming stick deep inside of her glistening, moist twat. 

"Fling your hips around," he said. "I want you to give me plenty of motion. 
That'll make this that much more fun. We're gonna have ourselves a beautiful 
screw, darling." 

Phillip reached down with both hands, allowing his fingers to slide and 
manipulate against her warm, inviting thighs. Just coming into contact with 
her thighs caused him to feel that much more excitement and devastating 
desire as Phillip proceeded to push his cock forward inside of her flaming 
pussy. 

He heaved a deep sigh, then entered Rita for the first time. It happened 
with a short, piercing cock thrust, and as her body twisted, she could not 
suppress a painful moan. 

Despite the fact that Rita desperately wanted to lose her virginity to 
Phillip, she also couldn't help but suffer a little from the pain that would 
be apart of the process. 

Phillip was so swept away in a state of wild, ecstatic sensual sensation at 
that moment that he was not about to let up. Not when he felt this kind of 
wild, turbulent excitement. As a matter-of-fact, he was shut off from the 
rest of the world. The only thing that counted to him at that moment was 
that he receive the proper amount of physical stimulation, that he was 
getting as his hard, plunging cock kept on spearing and twisting while he 
made solid impact with it inside of his lover's wet, twisting vagina. 

"Keep on fucking me," she gulped. "Baby, I really do want it." 

His hard, rapier stabs kept on finding the mark. Every now and then Rita 
would have to let out a painful gasp. Her face contorted several times with 
pain, but through it all she still enjoyed the wild syndrome of activity as 
his body kept on converging against hers, and as his grinding cock kept on 
stabbing in her mound, he knew just how close he was moving to the state of 
a stinging climax. 

A few dedicated, quick-thrusting stabs later, the juices were ready to spill 
in an avalanche of passion from the end of Phillip's organ. 

"Ahhh, what a hump," he gulped. "You've got a tight pussy, baby. I love it." 

Phillip slapped at Rita's ass cheeks a few times, then let his fingers grind 
tightly against her sensual ass cheeks as his probing cock got set to expel 
its thick, hot jissum. 

He grunted hard, then heaved a final gasp as the droplets of Phillip's 
orgasmic fluid started to spray from the end of his quick, flinging organ. 

A few rapid-fire, gripping stabs later, Phillip was off. The sturdy pilot 
removed his peter from Rita's pussy. 

Phillip's eyes widened as he observed the blood in her vagina. 

"My gosh," he said. "I didn't think you'd had a lot of experience, but I 
didn't realize that this was the first time. Why didn't you tell me?" 

"Would it have made any difference if I had?" she asked. 

"Maybe. I don't know. It just seems strange, fucking a girl for the first 
time." 

"It had to happen with somebody, and I was just as happy to have it happen 
with you." 

"That's good," he said. "No, I guess you're right. What the hell, I just 
happened to be a guy who was in the right place at the right time." 

 CHAPTER 4 

Now that Phillip had broken Rita into sex through driving his steaming peter 
inside of her pussy to the point of explosion, he sought to involve her in 
another new adventure. 

"I take it you've never sucked cock," he looked at her. 

"No, never," she said, her heart jumping fearfully. 

"Then it's time you learn that, too. This is our sex education lesson for 
today. Sex education, London style. You just had lesson one, and now we're 
moving on to lesson two." 

"Whatever you say." 

"You're damned right it's whatever I say," he laughed. "We're naturally 
gonna do it my way." 

Rita watched as Phillip reached down and began to joyfully jerk on his 
still-hard peter, which had not diminished one iota from his first orgasm. 
Her eyes sparkled with an intense curiosity. The curiosity was merged with 
fear, but through it all Rita remained convinced that it would be a fear 
she'd soon overcome under the expert guidance of her lover. 

"Reach down and jerk on my cock," Phillip ordered, releasing his own fingers 
from his steaming pole. 

The moment that Rita reached over and fondled the tip of his searing organ, 
she began thinking back to the stimulating sex scene that she had observed 
unfold between her mother and Tommy. It was recreated so vividly in her mind 
as she thought about the way that her mother had earnestly and obediently 
whipped her fingers up and down against her lover's explosive member. 

Rita instinctively began to slide her fingers up and down Phillip's pecker 
with great speed and desire. It was her fervent goal to provide him with the 
utmost in sensation, and so there she was, her fingers grinding sharply as 
they worked up and down the smooth, firm base of his prong. 

"Slow up a little," Phillip warned. "There's no need to go too fast. Take 
your time. When you slow up your movements, it gives me more sensation. And 
I want to get the most that I can." 

Nodding obediently, Rita slowed up her pace. Her fingers kept on moving, 
sliding and asserting against the base and the tip of her fervent stem, but 
now she manipulated them a little slower than before. All the while her 
heart continued to beat like a trip hammer as she anticipated the moment 
when he would sharply command her to slide her tongue against his hot 
dagger. 

"Start sucking my balls," he finally ordered. "Come on, roll your tongue 
over my testicles. You can see how they're bulging. Damned, I've got a 
furnace there in my nuts. I want you to put out the fire. You can start by 
sucking my balls. Work your tongue kind of slow, just about the same pace 
you're setting with your fingers against my dick." 

Her tongue went to work ever so earnestly, sliding against his hot, aroused 
scrotum. The longer that her tongue worked its way against his bloated ball 
bag, the louder that his panting became and the more quickly that his body 
would twist from side to side as he kept on receiving those steady, 
impactful stabs. 

"Step it up now," he sighed with ever mounting urgency. "I want you to suck 
my balls faster, and I want you to play with my dick that much faster." 

Without stopping for a solitary instant or losing a motion, Rita went to 
work with her tongue ever so searingly against his hot balls, twisting and 
thrusting with her tongue, driving it with great desire and sweeping impact 
as she kept on drilling her tongue against his hot nuts, and as she worked 
her tongue against them, her fingers slid solidly against the smooth white 
skin of his penis. 

"That's the way to do it," he sighed. "So now you can start sucking my cock. 
Bring me off. Damned, ohhh, can I ever feel it in my prick. Suck it. Come 
on, suck it." 

Releasing her tongue from her lover's balls, Rita then went to work on the 
tip of his cock. Ever so effectively, she teased the nub end of his organ 
for a few quick, piercing strides. After that she began asserting her tongue 
with swift conviction up and down the full length of his hot, sizeable 
member. 

"You hardly suck like an amateur," Phillip exclaimed. "You come on like a 
pro, baby. So come on, keep doing it. You'll have me off in no time." 

While her tongue kept driving forcefully against the snowy white sheen of 
his lengthy cock, Phillip reached down and began to slide his fingers 
through his lover's hair. He was tremendously impressed over the way that 
she was responding to his every command. Also, he knew just how close he had 
drawn to the point when the spraying droplets of his gooey white semen would 
commence to shoot from the end of his long, devastated phallus. 

A few fiery tongue stabs later, the droplets of thick, intense white fluid 
started to shoot from the end of his hard, enthralled organ. It kept on 
splashing, spilling wildly from the end of his tantalized tool and into her 
mouth. 

"Come on, hang onto it," he said. "Don't lose that hot juice." 

Phillip braced himself, holding on sharply to his lover's hair as the 
spraying droplets of his phallic fluid kept on blasting into Rita's mouth. 
Her tongue kept wiggling from side to side. Some of the escaping juices 
rolled down both sides of her mouth, but she managed to hold on to most of 
the load, much to Phillip's satisfaction. 

When Rita turned her slightly sore tongue loose from Phillip's volcanic 
dong, he looked down at his peter. Reaching down and tugging, he began to 
instantly project new life into his prick, which had diminished slightly 
following his last cream explosion. 

"Just look at the way I'm fingering it," he smiled proudly. "I love playing 
with my dick. Just look at it, honey. It's an inspiring pecker, isn't it?" 

"Yes, it is." 

"I'm gonna play with it for a little while longer, and then you're gonna 
suck it again," he declared eagerly. "You're gonna get a nice lesson at cock 
sucking. I'm amazed at how well you did. You say you've never done it 
before?" 

"That's right." 

"I can hardly believe that. Well, some people just have a natural sex 
rhythm. I guess that's the way it is with you. You just seem to sense what I 
want and you delivered in a most effective way." 

Her tongue finally went to work against his bulging ball sac. Applying 
herself with the same degree of grace and desire, Rita's tongue kept on 
pumping, twisting as it worked its way against Phillip's intense testicles. 

"Come on, faster, faster, faster," he called out. "I'm gonna have to juice 
soon. I want the best cock you can give me. Keep your tongue plunging. Come 
on, really drive it. Slide it against my balls." 

While Rita kept on carefully gliding her tongue against his bulging 
testicles, she reached out and simultaneously made a grab for his dick. Her 
fingers kept on working with throbbing desire, continuing to squeeze and 
thrust as they pushed against his firm folds of hot white flesh. The 
knowledge that Phillip would soon be unloading another thick white stream of 
solid jissum gave her that much more incentive as she stroked his balls with 
her tongue. 

Rita could see just how quickly she was getting drawn toward sex. It did 
make her feel guilty now that she thought about it. After all, she had 
practically begged Phillip to fuck her, and he had done it, removing all 
traces of her virginity. And now she had gotten a magnificent lesson in cock 
sucking, one that was being continued at that moment. 

"Tongue my cock with everything you've got," Phillip finally gasped. "Just 
let your tongue race, honey. I want you to drive it fast. Come on, really 
give it a workout. Tongue me real nice, baby. Give me a good suck." 

Rita's tongue began to flail as it made stimulating contact with her lover's 
agitated phallus, which needed to explode in rapid fashion. While her tongue 
kept on gripping and twisting against his pecker, his whole body gave 
evidence of how erotically fascinated he was. 

Phillip's ass cheeks bounced up and down on the bed and he began heaving 
loud, deep sighs while Rita remained entranced as she faithfully sucked his 
hard, determined organ. 

"Come on, just suck it off," he said. "You're quite a student. Very 
promising. Come on and eat my dick." 

Her tongue kept on exploring the bulging confines of his cock, and pretty 
soon there was no tomorrow. The faithful explosion that she had been 
anticipating and working toward came to pass. 

When the first few drops of his steaming liquid started to spray from the 
end of his long, aroused pole, she reached down and grabbed at his 
testicles, tugging at them, deciding that such simultaneous movement would 
provide him with even more erotic excitement. 

"Damn, you're a genius," he gulped. "Ooooooh, aaahhhh, come on, oooooh, baby 
doll, oooooh, suck, oooooh, aaaaahhhh, oooooh, suck it, suck it, ohhh, 
you're a human suction cup. Come on, drink every drop of my hot cream. Come 
on, baby." 

Phillip kept thrusting his cock upward, watching as the drops of his 
volcanic fluid kept on spraying, splashing inside of Rita's mouth. 

He heard the squishy sounds of her tongue as it worked diligently, seeking 
to corral each and every droplet of his impressive thick goo. 

When Rita finally turned her tongue loose from her lover's now satisfied 
organ, he lay still for a few moments. Phillip reached up finally with his 
right hand, mopping his now sweaty brow. 

"Did I ever love that," Phillip said. "That's what I really call a beautiful 
screw. You're okay, honey. You'd better run along now. I'm gonna take a 
nap." 

Phillip watched as Rita quickly put on her clothes. She did not want to be 
any bother to him, particularly after he had provided her with so much 
enjoyment and had, indeed, performed a service. Somebody had had to break 
her cherry for her, and it might as well have been Phillip as anyone else. 

That night Tommy accompanied Eileen home. It was obvious from the way that 
they giggled that they'd had a good deal to drink in a nearby pub. 

Even though she heard the inviting sounds of sexual intercourse taking place 
in her mother's room, Rita decided this time not to take a chance of getting 
caught through watching them engage in their wild orgy. As she kept 
listening to the sounds, however, she became so enticed that she felt the 
familiar warm tingling between her legs. 

Rita immediately lowered her panties, going to work with her fingers against 
her twat until she juiced. 

 CHAPTER 5 

It was several days later and Rita kept on constantly thinking about her 
beautiful sex experience with Phillip James. 

Shortly after their confrontation, Phillip went off on a long flight 
mission. Even though he had returned, he had been in and out of his flat 
most of the time and Rita had not even seen him. 

Of course, Rita recognized that she did not have to restrict her sex 
activity to Phillip. Now that she had acquired a little experience in sex, 
she wondered just what it would be like to tackle her mother Eileen's 
boyfriend, Tommy, the wild young rock drummer who had provided her mother 
with so much in the way of satisfaction, and who had indeed tried to seduce 
her on one occasion. 

She did not have another opportunity to meet Tommy until late one Saturday 
afternoon, when he arrived unannounced at the flat. Tommy was in a slightly 
tipsy mood, having a good deal of Scotch to drink just prior to coming over. 

"Hello there," Tommy said, his hair clinging to his eyebrows. "Is your 
mother here?" 

"No, she isn't, but she ought to be home soon enough," Rita said. "You can 
come in if you like." 

"Don't want to put you to any bother," Tommy said with just a certain level 
of sarcasm and bitterness in his voice. 

"No bother at all." 

Rita recognized that she had to tread carefully with Tommy. Even though her 
attitude toward him had changed, he was not aware of it at that point, and 
she could tell that he was embittered over the fact that she had ever so 
unceremoniously turned him down when he had sought to interest her in sex. 

Eventually Tommy decided to wait inside of the flat, even though the 
expression on his face as he entered revealed that he was more than a little 
uncomfortable in Rita's presence. 

Despite the fact that Rita wanted to be seduced by Tommy, she did not want 
to make it appear too obvious. Indeed, she thought, if she came on like a 
street slut, there was no telling just how aggressive a young man like Tommy 
would become. After all, he appeared to be extremely bold to start with, and 
there was no telling just what he might do if he got carried away in the 
throes of wild, adventurous sex. 

As Tommy sat down, Rita sat across from him in a chair. 

"How have you been, Tommy?" she asked. "Fine." 

"How's the rock group been coming?" 

"It's been doing okay. We had a concert last night. I got all hung over. 
Been smoking a lot of grass." 

"You know, I've never smoked grass," Rita giggled. "A lot of my friends 
have. I guess I've just been chickening out. I just wonder what if s like." 

"It takes an adventurous spirit to try it," Tommy said, throwing a little 
more sarcasm into the conversation. 

"Maybe it does. I guess we have a chance to change, don't we? This is whaf s 
happening to me. I'm beginning to wonder what if s like to do certain things 
I've never done before." 

Tommy appraised the girl sitting across from him very carefully before 
answering. 

"You really mean that?" he asked. 

"Yes, I do." 

"If you want to, you can lock the door and I'll take out some grass. We can 
smoke it right here. Do you think you'd like that? You really leveling about 
wanting to experiencing something new?" 

"I sure am." 

Ever so promptly, she jumped up from her chair and quickly locked the door. 
As she did, Tommy took out a marijuana cigarette, which he promptly lit. 
After taking a long, thorough puff from it, Tommy handed the cigarette to 
Rita. 

"Come on and sample some grass," he said. "You'll cough the first time or 
two, and your eyes will burn. But you'll get used to it. Don't mind the 
watery eyes or the coughing. Just stick with it and you'll really enjoy it." 

Determined to do exactly what Tommy was suggesting, Rita took the cigarette 
and extracted a long puff from it. Just as he had said, she was forced to 
cough. 

Rita remained so determined to get the job done right that she took several 
more quick puffs from the cigarette, and when she finished she handed it 
back to Tommy. 

"Not bad," he said. "How does it feel, baby?" 

"I feel kind of dizzy," she laughed. "Dizzy and all giggly." 

"You're on the right track." 

They began to pass the cigarette back and forth ever so democratically, 
taking long puffs in the process. By the time that they finished consuming 
the cigarette, Rita's eyes were wild with ecstasy. They kept on staring in 
the direction of Tommy's crotch. If there was one thing that Rita wanted, it 
was sex and she wanted it very quickly at that point. 

"You're a pretty cute guy, Tommy," she smiled. 

"I can't believe that you're the same cold little wench that I talked to the 
other day," he shook his head. "You know, then I thought you were like a 
left-over relic from the Victorian era. I was about to tell you that you 
should have been living in London back in the 1860's rather than now. But 
all of a sudden you're coming on like a swinger. I just can't believe you're 
the same girl." 

"I'm really not the same girl," she replied. "As I said before, we can all 
change." 

"You've sure changed in a hell of a hurry." 

"Yes, I guess I have." 

Tommy jumped up from the sofa, walking over toward the stereo record player 
in the corner of the room. He reached down and shuffled through some record 
albums, pulling one out. 

"This is one of our records," he said. "I gave your mother an autographed 
copy of it. You've never heard our rock group, have you?" 

"Never." 

"Then there's no better time than the present. I want you to hear my drum 
playing." 

"I'd like that." 

Tommy put on the record, which immediately began to blare. Rita listened to 
the loud rock sounds, particularly the blasting drum beats that Tommy ever 
so enthusiastically provided. 

"How does that grab you?" he asked. 

"It grabs me so much I want to get up and dance," Rita laughed. 

As Tommy stood next to the record player and watched, Rita jumped up from 
the chair and began to dance, flipping her delectable hips from side to 
side, wiggling her firm globes of ass flesh in such a way that Tommy's 
already hard and rigid cock began to extend itself even more. 

"Damned, you sure are a sexy little broad when you want to be," he said. 
"You sure aren't part of the 

Victorian era now. You're part of the present scene. Honey, you really look 
great." 

Rita kept on letting her ass cheeks flounce back and forth a few more times, 
after which she then brought her body to a halt. While Tommy continued to 
stare at her, Rita decided that it was time to go even further. 

"Clothes can be so confining," Rita said. "I want to take mine off right 
now." 

"I think you ought to," Tommy said. "Come on, strip. I want to see your 
beautiful body fully exposed. Particularly those gorgeous ass cheeks. I'm 
really impressed by them, baby. I want to see you roaming around here 
completely devoid of clothes." 

Tommy continued to watch as Rita reached out and began to quickly unbutton 
her dress. Her fingers were so excited at the prospect of stripping her 
whole body clean that they trembled as she undid her buttons. As she wiggled 
out of her dress, Tommy jerked his body back and forth, excited over the 
anticipated prospect of a wild and blissful fuck. 

Rita decided to make the most of her little dancing adventure. She stood 
before Tommy in her black panties and matching bra. Her undulating hips kept 
on wiggling, sliding superbly from side to side as Tommy watched the entire 
action. 

"You sure do look good," he said. "So good that I've got to give myself some 
immediate stimulation." 

As her hips kept skillfully gliding, Tommy reached down with his right hand. 
His fingers trembled slightly, from all of the sexual exhilaration that he 
felt as he reached down and unzipped his trousers. The music kept on blaring 
from the stereo as Tommy reached into his shorts and yanked out his hard, 
aggressive peter, which he immediately began to pump his fingers up and down 
on. 

"Just look at my dick," Tommy exclaimed. "I've got a nice cock. Don't you 
agree?" 

"It's a beautiful cock," she clapped her hands gleefully. 

"Finish undressing. Come on, I want to see you completely naked. I want to 
see your tits and your cunt." 

Rita laughed, ever so happy that she was enchanting this handsome young rock 
performer to such an extent. It was so much more fun playing along with him 
than it had been arguing with him and turning him completely off, as she had 
on that other occasion. 

She reached out and undid her bra straps, allowing her bra to drop down to 
the floor. The moment that her firm, pliable breasts shot forth, Tommy 
reacted even more strongly with his finger movements, sliding his fingers 
with exhilaration up and down the full length of his hot, fluid cock. 

"That's it, what a pair of boobs," he gulped. "I love looking at them. 
Damned, you've got big ones. They're big and they're firm. Okay, honey, I 
want you to strip off your panties next. Come on, take those off. I want you 
to take off your panties. This is beautiful." 

With solid precision, she reached out and began to grab at her panties. 
Holding on ever so tightly, Rita twisted the panties as they moved down her 
legs with captivating swiftness. All the while he kept on standing there 
watching the unfolding action, his fingers continuing to beat a steady 
tattoo against the firm warmth of his long cock. 

"Damned, you look great," he exclaimed. "I love looking at your beautiful 
body. What a bod you've got, sweetheart, what a glorious, wonderful bod." 

A few seconds later Rita stepped out of her panties. As she reached down and 
stroked at her smooth, furry snatch, Tommy heaved a deep sigh. He liked 
observing her in a fully exposed fashion, and now his finger movements were 
steadier and more brisk than ever as they kept on circulating against his 
hard, wild dick. 

"Just finger your cock," she said. "I like watching your fingers on your 
dick, baby." 

"When I'm really this excited I'm ready for more intimate things," Tommy 
laughed. "like fucking you, baby." 

Rita reached down with her right hand, enticing Tommy that much more by 
sliding her fingers against her warm, furry hair pie. She positioned her 
fingers first against her twat hairs, after which she then put them to work 
on her mound. 

"You're keeping your fingers busy," Tommy laughed, "but I'm gonna make 
something else busy." 

Tommy began to pant ever so wildly as he stopped just a scant few inches 
away from Rita. The torrid rock drummer reached out with both hands, 
gripping with his fingers against her ass cheeks. Tommy held on tightly, his 
fingers crisply making firm, devastating contact with her warm, pliable ass 
cheeks. 

"I love touching your butt," he swooned. "Just look at those beautiful ass 
cheeks. I love touching your ass globes. Ohhh, am I ever gonna fuck you. You 
know, the moment that I saw your body swinging around I knew what I wanted." 

"What's that?" 

"An ass fuck. Have you ever had a man drive his hard dick up between your 
buns?" 

"No, I've never had it that way," she said fearfully. "I've heard it hurts a 
heck of a lot." 

"It'll hurt some. Practically anything worthwhile involves some pain. But 
you don't have to worry. The thrills are definitely going to outnumber the 
pain." 

"I don't know, perhaps you're right." 

"Sure, I'm right. I generally am." 

Tommy thrust his tongue forward, allowing it to make solid, decisive 
penetration inside of Rita's mouth. The swifter that Tommy wiggled his 
tongue, the more noticeably that it meshed with Rita's. 

Seeking to match him on a stroke-for-stroke basis, Rita's tongue kept on 
working from side to side as she matched Tommy's swift pace. 

Tommy kept up the tongue sucking for a little while longer, after which he 
finally withdrew his tongue from her mouth. By that point he was ready to 
move onto even more intimate contact. He had loosened his lover up with a 
wild and impassioned tongue kiss, and now he could only think of one thing, 
getting off his rocks inside of this beautiful young girl's ass-hole. 

His heart beat thunderously as he reached out and once more allowed his 
fingers to come into contact with Rita's searing white ass cheeks. The 
harder that his fingers clutched against her buttocks, the louder that she 
began to sigh as her heart palpitated with wild ecstasy. 

"I love this, ohhh, I love this," she said. "Baby, keep running your fingers 
against my buns. It's such a nice feeling. It's glorious." 

"The ass fuck is gonna be glorious, too," he assured her. "You just wait. 
Just wait until I pump my hot dick inside of your ass-hole." 

"Now I want it," she exclaimed. "At first I was chicken shit about it, but 
not now. Baby, I want your hot cock inside me. I want you to slam it up 
between my thighs and into my ass-hole. Darling, ohhh, baby, I really do 
want it. I'm intrigued by you. I want a wild screw, baby." 

Tommy threw his head back and laughed delightfully. 

"You really have changed," he told her. 

 CHAPTER 6 

Tommy took one more look at his lover, deciding that it was time to move 
thoroughly into action. 

While Tommy's fingers continued to pry and twist against Rita's ass globes, 
he positioned her body downward to the rug. Rita could hear the sounds of 
Tommy's heavy panting as he got set to launch into some wild and vigorous 
physical activity. 

Tommy reached out with his right index finger, beginning to probe 
methodically and carefully with it as he slid it inside of her ass-hole. 
Tommy began slowly, after which his finger started to push and slide with 
greater depth and passion inside of her ass-hole. 

Rita grimaced at first from the quick, thrusting finger stabs that Tommy 
employed. He kept on moving his finger swiftly and sharply, pushing with it 
as rapidly as he knew how while he energetically asserted himself, letting 
his finger grind inside of her hot anus. 

While Tommy kept on plunging with his finger, his wild-eyed, impassioned 
lover continued to gasp and beg for more. 

Rita kept thinking about what Tommy had said only a few moments earlier. 
Yes, Tommy had assured her that even though the hot stabs up her ass-hole 
would hurt, they would not pain her to the point where she would really be 
bothered. And so she was getting it, receiving the quick, stiff, jolting 
finger stabs that he kept on probing with inside of her anus. 

"That feels so good," she said. "Do it as fast as you want, Tommy. Ohhh, 
keep it going. Yes, finger my ass-hole." 

Tommy thrust his finger as deeply as he knew how inside of Rita's anus for a 
few more strokes, after which he withdrew his solid digit. By then Tommy was 
set to launch into some wild, captivating fucking. He wanted to drive his 
hard, sturdy pecker as deeply as he knew how inside of her ass-hole. 

He reached out and made a grab for her thighs, throwing them swiftly over 
his shoulders. The young rock drummer pushed his right index finger forward, 
allowing it to make contact once more with her ass-hole. He directed it 
toward her anus a few more times, then suddenly withdrew it from her 
ass-hole, deciding that it was time for him to fuck her anus. 

"Here we go," he said. "It's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt damn bad the first 
few times, but don't panic, honey. You'll find it will be worth it in the 
long run. I can assure you of that." 

Bracing herself and tensing her leg muscles, Rita prepared to receive the 
first stiff, solid cock jolt from her lover, who was preparing to bury his 
long, stiff pole inside of her ass-hole. 

"Come on, fuck it," she whispered. "Just grind your cock inside my ass-hole. 
I really want to feel it. Ohhh, I want to feel those beautiful sensations. 
You can fuck me. Yeah, you know how to fuck me. This is gonna be so good." 

As her ass cheeks twisted from side to side, Rita could feel a nervous, 
tugging anxiety as her lover pushed his grinding cock forward. 

When he entered her with his first quick, probing thrusts, Rita immediately 
understood what Tommy had spoken about earlier when he had mentioned pain. 
It was as if she had been knifed in her ass-hole. Her rectum felt tremendous 
acute waves of pain from the stiff, determined probing of Tommy's grinding 
cock. 

Tommy kept on jackknifing his body back and forth, continuing his wild 
frontal onslaught with his stiff, grinding spear. The harder and faster that 
he pumped with his assertive cock, the deeper that he ground it inside of 
her anus as he pushed himself that much nearer to the state of a wild and 
enthusiastic climax. 

"Fuck my ass," she sighed delightfully. "Come on, baby. Keep pouring your 
cock into me. Screw my ass-hole. Ahhh, just fuck it real nice." 

Even though Rita was still hurting from those wild, determined cock stabs of 
her lover, she grew to enjoy the pace very much. Yes, she was hurting, but 
in the midst of the pain was all of the wild and delightful sensation that 
she kept on receiving as her lover kept on poking and stabbing with his wild 
cock, letting it stab sharply inside of her ass-hole as he moved that much 
nearer to a steaming climax. 

The longer that Tommy continued his wild fuck, the deeper that he drove his 
steely penis into the innermost intimate recesses of her ass-hole. He kept 
stabbing sharply at her rectum, driving his stiff pole deep inside of her 
ass-hole as his whole body kept grinding, working ever so passionately, 
finely attuned to each and every brisk, assertive peter stab that he sent 
forth inside of her sizzling anus. 

"Ahhh, I'm gonna be off," he exclaimed. "Honey, hold on, ohhhh, ahhhhh, my 
balls are agitated. Yeah, they're on fire. That means I'm gonna shoot." 

"Fuck it off," Rita gasped. "Come on, fuck me, darling, fuck me." 

At that moment, when the juices were about to spray from the end of Tommy's 
long, stiff prong, the rock music reached a stirring crescendo. Tommy was 
beating the drum ever so uninhibitedly, the record become louder at the very 
point in time when he was driving his hard, flaming pecker as solidly as he 
knew how into the innermost passionate depths of Rita's anus. 

"Oooooh, ahhh, what an ass," he gasped. "Baby, baby, baby, ohhh, ahhh, here 
we go, oooooh, I'm off. Yeah, ooooh, I'm off, ohhh, my balls tickle. Ohhh, 
do 

I feel tingly all over. This is such a glorious feeling. Damned, it's 
terrific, my rocks are spilling. Honey, ohhh, it's all hanging out." 

As Tommy heaved one last sigh, the stirring juices of his thick, white semen 
sprayed voluminously from the end of his solid spear and into her ass-hole. 

Just as Tommy was releasing his still-agitated dick from Rita's anus, the 
door suddenly opened. 

Standing with a horrified expression, the key still in her hand from having 
opened the door, Eileen stood with her mouth open. 

"I don't believe it," she finally shrieked after a few tense moments had 
passed. "You son-of-a-bitch. Corrupting my own little girl. You bastard. You 
damned, lousy bastard." 

Before Tommy had an opportunity to say anything, Eileen walked swiftly over 
to the record player, turning it off. 

"Damned, lousy, blaring thing," she said. "Besides, you're on that record 
and that's why I hate it. You son-of-a-bitch. I just can't believe it. Doing 
something like this behind my back." 

"If you're gonna blame anyone, mother, blame me," Rita said. "I seduced 
him." 

"Oh, sure. And I suppose that he didn't have any willpower at all. He 
couldn't say no." 

"Why the hell should I have said no, Eileen honey?" Tommy asked with a 
smile. "I think you're a little jealous. I think that's what your problem 
is." 

"That's not true, you lying son-of-a-bitch. I'm not jealous at all." 

"I think you are," Tommy chuckled. "And there's really no reason to be. 
After all, there's enough to go around for everyone." 

Tommy's cock stood as stiffly as a board as he jumped up from the rug. While 
Rita continued to lie there in all of her naked splendor on the rug, she 
watched Tommy move quickly toward her mother. 

In a flash Tommy had thrown his arms around Eileen and was wrestling her to 
the floor. Even though Eileen was making a pretense of trying to fight him 
off, it was obvious to Rita that she was not really trying very hard and 
that she was enjoying being overwhelmed by this handsome, young, uninhibited 
rock star who wanted to enjoy her in every respect. 

His arms stiffly entwined around her whole body, Tommy reached down and 
began to unbutton his lover's dress. Every now and then, Eileen would utter 
a protest, but the protests were sounding a lot less concerned than their 
predecessors had. 

"You bastard," she exclaimed. "How can you do this. Balling my own daughter. 
It's one thing to fuck me, but balling my own little girl." 

"Your own little girl isn't a little girl anymore," Tommy laughed. "I found 
that out when I fucked her ass-hole. She's got a gorgeous ass, just like her 
mother." 

Pretty soon Eileen stopped protesting altogether. Tommy removed her dress, 
then peeled off her panties and bra. His dazzling fingers worked with swift 
precision, and finally there she was, lying there in all of her splendid 
nudity. 

"Get down on your hands and knees," Tommy ordered. "Come on, just spread out 
your legs. You know how I want to fuck you." 

By that time Eileen was thoroughly under Tommy's dominating influence. Rita 
couldn't help but once again admire this handsome young British rock star, 
who was capable of cracking the whip in just the proper authoritative 
fashion against her mother. 

Eileen climbed on her hands and knees, extending her legs as she got set to 
receive the swift, piston-like movements of her lover's sharp, probing 
peter. 

Tommy reached out with both hands and began to grip at Eileen's buttocks. 

"Feels damned good," he said, "and it's gonna feel real good when I start 
fucking your ass." 

While Tommy kept on clutching sharply against Eileen's ass cheeks with his 
fingers, he directed his hard, stirring cock forward, allowing it to Slam 
sharply deep inside of her ass-hole. 

Rita watched closely as her mother wiggled her ass cheeks expertly, every 
now and then flexing her ass muscles and shoving her butt back to meet the 
forceful, forward strokes of her lover as he kept on pumping and pounding 
with his solid, rigid cock, which he drove into the innermost depths of her 
hot ass-hole. 

"Ohhh, what an ass," he gulped. "This is like heaven, fucking two beautiful 
asses like this, one after the other. Oooooh, aaahhh, I'm gonna have to 
juice right now." 

A few quick, hurling penis thrusts later, the droplets of thick, white goo 
began to shoot from the end of Tommy's cock. 

As Rita lay there watching the action, her cunt became warm with excitement 
and ecstasy. She kept on observing the sea of thick, white liquid that 
spilled voluminously from the end of his hard, probing member. It kept on 
splashing ever so sensuously, spilling against her legs and ass cheeks. 

"Damned, what a fuck," Tommy gulped. "Oooooh, aaahhh, ooooohhhh, this is 
fucking. Damned, keep twisting your ass, baby. Ohhh, glorious, ooohhh, how 
nice. I love it." 

 CHAPTER 7 

As soon as Tommy finished his second ass fuck in rapid succession, he began 
to strip off his clothes quickly. 

"Might as well get naked and comfortable," he laughed, "because, girls, this 
little orgy is gonna last awhile." 

When Tommy finished stripping off his shorts, he ran into the bathroom. The 
girls heard the sounds of running water. 

"He's soaping down and washing his cock," Eileen told Rita. "By the way, how 
did you get into sex with him anyway?" 

"like I said, mother, I seduced him." 

"I thought I was raising a nice daughter," she shook her head helplessly. 

"Come off it, mother. I have the same basic urges you do." 

"Yes, I guess you're proving that readily enough," Eileen exclaimed. 

A few moments later Tommy reappeared in the living room. He ever so proudly 
reached down with both hands, jerking eagerly on his agitated stem, which he 
knew needed some additional action. 

"You just never get tired," Eileen said with admiration. "That huge prick of 
yours never seems to diminish." 

"Isn't that the truth," Tommy laughed, looking down at his cock once more 
with great pride. 

Tommy stretched out on the rug, extending his legs, pushing himself ever so 
eagerly on his ass. 

"Right now I'm gonna be the director," he said, "and what I want is a 
beautiful threesome. I'll tell you exactly what I want to happen. I want to 
be getting two sucks at the same time." 

"How do you propose to carry that off, master?" Eileen asked. 

"Very simply," Tommy beamed radiantly. "You're gonna suck my ass, and while 
that's happening I'm gonna be schooling your beautiful little daughter in 
the wonderful glories of cock sucking." 

Eileen nodded, moving her smooth, trim, naked body toward Tommy. He extended 
his legs a little more, doing everything that he could to accommodate 
Eileen. 

"So start sucking ass," he said. "I want you to really start working your 
tongue. Come on, drive it inside of my ass-hole. That's what I want. I want 
you to move your tongue real nice. Start out slow in the beginning. Then we 
can build up speed." 

Rita could see just how carefully Tommy had trained Eileen. It made her 
think of the time she had had sex with her handsome pilot friend, who had 
taken her ever so carefully through the various stages of sex while they 
both enjoyed a tremendous amount of sensual thrills. 

Eileen kept on pushing her tongue forward, letting it make piercing contact 
with Tommy's anus. Even though she was working her tongue slowly in the 
early stages of the suck, it was completely obvious that Tommy was getting 
all kinds of glorious thrills as he flung his hips back and forth and 
enjoyed the quick, superb, ever so devastating tongue stabs that his lover 
provided. 

While Tommy's hips jerked back and forth and he enjoyed every quick, 
radiating tongue thrust that Eileen afforded him, he looked over at Rita. 
Tommy was contented with the fact that Eileen was gathering momentum with 
each and every sucking stab. By then she was asserting her tongue as 
skillfully and as swiftly as she knew how while she kept on rotating and 
sliding it into his wild, sensation-ridden rectum. 

"Come on, it's time for you to join the party," Tommy said. "While she's 
working her tongue around inside of my ass-hole, it's gonna be up to you to 
suck my cock. Baby, I want you to grind your tongue against my dick." 

In order to entice her all the more, Tommy reached down and began to probe 
skillfully with his fingers several times against his rock-hard instrument. 
When he removed his surging fingers from his sizeable pecker, Tommy was all 
set to obtain some swift, jolting, ever so fiery tongue sensations. 

"Come on, eat my dick," he said. "I want your glorious tongue working 
against my cock." 

Ever so eager to please him in every way that she knew how, Rita began to 
probe on the end of his throbbing stick with her tongue. The ever precocious 
young girl, who was learning so quickly about sex, rotated her tongue back 
and forth as she glided it against the tip of his organ. 

"That does feel good," he gulped. "I love that. I like the way your tongue 
is moving. You're grinding it real nice. Honey, keep it going. Ahhh, I love 
the double sensations." 

While Rita kept on making her swift, piercing tongue thrusts felt against 
the tip of his long, flowing cock, Tommy continued to receive diligent 
attention inside of his ass-hole from his other lover, Eileen, who kept on 
letting her racing tongue move with great desire and joy as it kept stabbing 
and tearing against his rectum. The faster that Eileen moved her tongue 
against Tommy's ass-hole, the more that he began to desire some quick, 
determined tongue thrusts on the base of his cock. 

Rita had done a beautiful job of working him into a great state of desire 
through twisting her tongue against the tip of his mammoth stick. But now he 
was all set to receive some hot, jolting sensations against the entire 
length of his formidable tool, which was set to explode some thick, white 
semen very shortly. 

"Come on, suck my cock," he said. "Run your tongue up and down the full 
length of it. I need that. 

I need some beautiful sucking. I want you to push with your tongue, grind 
with it until all of the juices have shot from my spear." 

Tommy jerked his fluid, rhythmic hips back and forth a few times as his 
lover went to work with her fiery tongue, which she started to drive with 
assertive grace and force against the full length of his steaming, 
fluid-ridden dong. 

Remembering just how she had pleased Phillip when she had fucked with him, 
Rita reached out and allowed her fingers to focus on Tommy's testicles. Her 
fingers teased his scorching balls as they kept on rotating sharply, working 
back and forth as she fingered his nuts and simultaneously addressed her 
tongue to his long, throbbing pecker. 

"Come on, keep sucking me," he sighed tensely. "Just drive your tongue 
against my dick. Ahhh, spear me with your tongue. Come on, bring me off. 
Eileen, honey, I like your action, too. I love the way you're moving your 
tongue. Keep it going, Eileen, darling. Ohhh, suck ass, baby." 

His body kept tilting from side to side with ever greater desire as Tommy 
received the quick, stiff ass sucks from Eileen and the rapid-fire, diligent 
tongue movements from his beautiful lover, Rita. The quicker that Rita moved 
her grinding tongue up and down the full length of Tommy's sturdy peter, the 
closer that Tommy moved toward the state of a wild, thundering climax, when 
all of the fiery droplets of his solid, white, orgasmic semen would spill 
from his dick. 

A few twisting tongue stabs later, the itchiness in Tommy's balls became 
unbearable. His whole body kept on jerking with great intensity as Rita's 
fingers plunged against his balls and her tongue worked magnificently up and 
down the full length of his throbbing stem. 

"Bring me off," he gulped. "The stuff is all gonna shoot out of there. Ohhh, 
swallow it, honey. Yes, swallow the stuff." 

While his hips kept on twisting, the first few drops of his hot, volcanic 
semen began to shoot from the end of Tommy's hot, throbbing peter. 

"Ohhh, come on, come on, come on," he gulped. "You've got to catch every 
drop of the stuff. Darling, come on, stroke me." 

Rita's tongue kept driving up and down, working with great impact as she 
swallowed the spurting drops of his thick, white penis juice, which kept on 
spraying from the end of his dagger-like, erect pecker and into her mouth. 

When Rita removed her tongue from Tommy's still-blazing peter, Eileen 
released hers from his ass-hole. 

"Here we go," Tommy laughed. "You're gonna be next, Eileen, honey. I'm gonna 
give you a real workout. Just the kind you need." 

Tommy reached out with both hands, allowing his fingers to glide and stab 
against his still-erect member which was all set to explode one more time, 
on this occasion inside of Eileen's mouth. 

Rita lay stretched out on the rug, watching as her swift, nimble lover 
pushed his probing peter forward. He wanted to grind it solidly inside of 
Eileen's mouth, to keep up a rigid, blasting cock assault until every drop 
of his ecstatic juice shot from the end of his tool. 

Just as Eileen had said, Tommy seemed to possess an inexhaustible supply of 
energy and penis fluid. As he pushed his quick, twisting stick forward, 
Eileen opened her mouth as widely as she could. The beautiful, 
well-developed mother wanted to receive his quick blasts until the last few 
drops of his orgasmic, fiery sauce had spilled from the end of his spewing 
shield. 

"Just open as wide as you can," Tommy commanded. "I'm in charge and you know 
it. Better yet, you want it. You want me to slash with my pole inside of 
your mouth. You like being completely handled by me. I'm gonna do it." 

Tommy held on tightly to Eileen's hair. The young rock drummer pulled and 
tugged at it several times as his bulging, ever-eager peter pushed its way 
inside of her mouth. 

With vigorous abandon Tommy cut loose with his steely stem, driving it 
solidly and rapidly as it pushed and thrust deep inside of her mouth. 

The faster that Tommy flung his peter inside of Eileen's mouth, the deeper 
that he stabbed with it, enjoying every quick, surging penetration that he 
provided as his hard, sharp dagger kept on working and slashing into the 
innermost depths of her mouth. 

"Ahhh, I'm gonna do it," he exclaimed. "The stuff is all gonna shoot. Ohh, I 
wish I could hold out for a little longer, but there's no way that I can. 
Not when I get this hot. The stuff just all has to shoot. Oooooh, it all has 
to spray out of my pecker. Just stay alert, honey, 'cause it's gonna be 
spraying into your mouth. You're gonna swallow it, yes, ohhh, you're gonna 
swallow it, every beautiful drop of it." 

His hips moved quickly and his body rotated with wild desire as a trembling, 
panting Tommy kept on slamming his piston-like organ deep inside of her 
cavernous mouth. It gave him even more satisfaction to recognize he was 
practically choking her with his solid tool, dominating her thoroughly as he 
awaited the release of the thick, searing orgasmic droplets from the end of 
his fiery rod. 

A few lunging stabs later, the splashing fluids began to spray from the end 
of Tommy's hard, sharp spear and into her mouth. 

"Swallow hard," he said. "I expect you to come up with every drop of the 
stuff. Ohhh, ahhh, aaahhh, aaahhhhh, it feels so good, ohhh, goooood, very, 
very, goooood." 

With that the final few spraying droplets of his hot, white peter fluid 
finished splashing from the end of Tommy's active cock. As he removed his 
pecker from Eileen's mouth, he stretched out on the rug for a well-deserved 
rest. 

 CHAPTER 8 

Even though Tommy had felt as if he had had enough in the way of sexual 
release, that did not in any way curtail his voyeuristic urges. 

Tommy remained silent for a few moments as he stared at Eileen. She lay just 
a few feet away from her beautiful daughter. The longer that he looked at 
their gorgeous bodies, the more quickly that his thoughts flowed as he 
reflected on something that would bring him a great deal of excitement. 

"Honey, you sure can fuck," Tommy told Eileen. 

"You're a very experienced girl." 

"Yes, and you've helped out a lot in that direction, too," she smiled. 

"No doubt I have," he said. "The thing I like about you is that you're so 
flexible in sex. You like girls, too." 

Eileen's face reddened, first with embarrassment, then with anger as she 
stared at Tommy. 

"Don't say such a thing," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. 

Eileen could barely look at her daughter, Rita, whose eyes blinked with 
total surprise at Tommy's disclosure. 

"Come on now," Tommy laughed. "This is nothing to be ashamed of. We're 
living in a modern world where just about anything and everything goes just 
as long as people can provide each other with plenty of kicks. So what's 
wrong with a little innocent screwing involving girls?" 

"Let's not talk about it." 

Tommy trained his eyes suddenly on beautiful Rita. 

"You see, your mother's acting like a terrible prude," Tommy said. "Rita, 
she had a wild time balling with this cute little chick, a singer that plays 
with our rock group some of the time. She used her tongue every bit as 
quickly and talentedly as she did against my cock. Her tongue really moved 
when it was inside of that sweet little thing's pussy lining. The girl still 
talks about it. She'll never forget the suck that your mother gave her at 
the pot party that night." 

"That's enough of that, you son-of-a-bitch," Eileen erupted angrily. 

"You wouldn't hold that against your mother, would you?" Tommy asked Rita. 
"After all, you're a knowledgeable girl now, and you love having sex. So is 
there anything wrong with your mother going down on another chick?" 

Rita paused for several tense seconds before finally answering. 

"I just don't know," Rita said. "I guess not. As long as mom wants to go 
down on this gal and she doesn't mind." 

"That's right," Tommy said. "Have you ever been sucked by a chick, Rita 
baby?" 

"No," Rita shook her head vigorously. 

"It's high time that you found out what it was like," Tommy chuckled. "After 
all, the more educated you get in sex, the wiser the girl you'll become." 

"I've heard about enough of this, Tommy," Eileen exploded anew. "You can get 
out of here right now. I don't like the way you're talking." 

"Calm down," Tommy laughed, holding up a restraining hand toward Eileen. 
"This gorgeous little girl could use some action. Your tongue could provide 
it for her. So come on, Eileen, suck your daughter's pussy. We've been 
letting ourselves go and having a wonderful time of it. So there's nothing 
wrong with you giving her a lesson in what it's like to have her pussy 
sucked." 

At first Eileen was so frustrated by Tommy's disclosures that she felt like 
running from the room. As she focused her eyes in the direction of her 
beautiful daughter, however, she couldn't help but admire her 
curvaceousness. 

Eileen loved the way that Rita's breasts jutted forth ever so magnificently, 
after which her body tapered off at the stomach. Eileen also was impressed 
by the smooth, supple gracefulness of her well-tapered thighs and her 
beautiful ass cheeks. 

"She does look beautiful," Tommy said, observing the way that Eileen was 
eyeing her daughter. "Come on, there's nothing wrong with it." 

"Who says she'd want it?" Eileen nervously asked. 

"Then let's ask the young lady," Tommy smiled. 

"You wouldn't mind being sucked by your mother, would you? Of course you 
wouldn't." 

Rita wasn't about to say no to Tommy. 

"I'll do whatever you want," she shrugged. 

"There's all the answer you need," Tommy exclaimed. "So get busy, my dear. 
Just start running your tongue inside of your lover's cunt." 

Eileen shook her head with disbelief. Sure enough, she was profoundly 
attracted to her lovely daughter at that moment. The longer that she 
fastened her eyes on her glorious, delectable, moist slit, the greater the 
feeling of curiosity that engulfed her. 

Ever so cautiously, Eileen moved her body forward. She got down on her 
knees, reaching out and clutching at Rita's breasts. The moment that 
Eileen's fingers maneuvered against Rita's hot tits, Rita's nipples 
hardened. 

"That feels good," Rita sighed soothingly. "I really like that. Ohhh, that 
is nice." 

"Of course you do," Eileen said. "I'm gonna suck you, baby. I'm gonna really 
make love to you." 

Eileen spent the next few minutes letting her fingers roam over her lover's 
smooth, warm breasts. She kept up the activity until the fires began welling 
within her, after which she knew that she just had to launch into some wild, 
sucking sensations. 

Eileen pushed her tongue abruptly down between her lover's legs. As she 
reached out and grabbed at her thighs, she prepared to launch into some 
swift, vigorous tongue stabs. 

"Come on, eat my cunt," Rita swooned. "I really want those movements, baby. 
You can give it to me. Come on, ohhh, just tongue my pussy. My pussy is so 
hot. It's ready to explode right now." 

Before launching into the slit sucking, Eileen reached down with her left 
hand. As a big smile began to spread itself against her entire face, Eileen 
projected her fingers inside of Rita's pussy. 

"Ohhh, that feels good," Rita nodded. "Do it faster, Eileen, darling. You're 
really fingering me." 

Eileen's fingers kept on addressing themselves to Rita's slippery, squishy 
slit. The longer that her fingers worked against the sogginess of her 
already hot and agitated mound, the hungrier that Eileen became to actually 
initiate some wild tongue pressing against Rita's hot snatch. 

"Baby, you've got to suck me," Rita sighed. "I'm gonna juice." 

"That's all right," Eileen smiled. "Ml be better if you juice once, honey. 
Then I'll go on to the sucking." 

"She's absolutely right," Tommy chimed in. "She knows where it's at, Rita 
baby. Just let her finger you off. That'll make you a hotter, more ready 
little chick when she gets around to sucking your savory slit." 

Rita's legs began to kick back and forth as she kept on receiving the quick, 
piercing finger jolts from her lover, who kept on ever so delightfully 
manipulating her fingers inside of her hot snatch. 

"Ohhh, finger me off," Rita exclaimed. "Baby, keep fingering, ohhh, do it. 
Yes, bring me off, ohhh, bring me off right now." 

While her hips kept kicking and sliding back and forth, Rita heaved a deep 
sigh as the juices started to bolt from her pussy. A few moments later, 
Eileen released her fingers from her daughter's warm, wet slit. 

"I'm going down on you right now," Eileen said. "I was just waiting for the 
right moment." 

Eileen reached down and grabbed at her daughter's curvaceous buttocks. The 
thoroughly aroused mother held onto her daughter's thighs as she pushed her 
tongue down between her legs, immediately picking up the delightful scent of 
Rita's womanliness. 

"Eileen, suck me, suck me," Rita begged. "I need to juice again." 

"I told you that by fingering off I'd get you that much more excited," 
Eileen laughed. 

As Eileen slid her tongue around her mouth, she became that much hungrier 
for those first few thrusting tongue stabs when she would work her tongue 
diligently and manipulate it inside of her daughter's mound. 

In a flash Eileen was at it, allowing her tongue to plunge deep into the 
most intimate inner recesses of Rita's pussy. The faster that Eileen worked 
her swift, skillful, probing tongue, the louder that her daughter begged for 
more. 

"It's so nice," Rita panted, "just keep it going, ohhh, come on and tongue 
my mound. Keep your tongue working. Ooooooh, oohhh, you're stroking me, 
ohhh, are you stroking me. You're doing a beautiful job of stroking me." 

Rita's legs began to thrust wildly from side to side as she kept on 
receiving the swift, rotating tongue stabs from her lover as she pushed her 
ever closer to the spirited state of a wild, enthusiastic orgasm. 

A few quick, twisting tongue movements later, the juices started to shoot 
out of Rita's pussy and into Eileen's mouth. Eileen's tongue kept on 
wiggling from side to side as she swallowed the droplets of snatch juice. 

"How nice, how nice," Rita swooned. 

When Eileen removed her tongue from Rita's pussy, Tommy looked over and 
smiled at the two girls- 

"I've got something else in mind," he said. "Let's reverse the situation. I 
want to see Rita get some experience sucking a woman. You've never done it 
before, baby, I'm sure that you haven't." 

"No way." 

"Okay, then what better person to start with than your beautiful mother?" 
Tommy laughed loudly. 

Eileen stretched out on her back, spreading her legs, then reaching out with 
her right hand and steering her fingers inside of her pussy. With great 
bliss and joy she manipulated her fingers with quick, piercing enthusiasm 
inside of her mound. The more rapidly that her fingers plunged inside of her 
hot slit, the greater the excitement that Eileen felt all over. 

As Rita watched, she became more enticed over the prospect of working her 
tongue inside of her beautiful mother's pussy. It astounded Rita that she 
had come so far so fast, but the one thing she did like about her new 
lifestyle was that it was no longer predictable. Before she knew just about 
what she was going to do and when she was going to do it. Now all kinds of 
wild and exciting new adventures were arising, and she was prepared for even 
more. "Come on, go down on her pussy," Tommy encouraged steadfastly. "Just 
rotate your tongue inside of her twat." 

While Tommy watched, Rita shoved her head down between Eileen's legs. Soon 
Eileen reached out and ran her fingers through her daughter's hair, 
caressing it, doing everything that she could to make Rita comfortable. 

"Come on, suck my mound," Eileen sighed. "Baby, just let yourself go. Start 
working your tongue. Ohhh, push it around inside my box." 

At first Rita reached out and allowed her swift, steady fingers to work up 
and down her mother's legs. Her fingers squeezed sharply at her trim thighs, 
after which she then worked them all the way down to her ankles. The longer 
that her fingers worked against her legs, the more excitement that she felt 
throughout her whole body as she got set to position her tongue inside of 
Eileen's mound. 

"I'm all ready," Eileen panted. "Come on, honey. Work your tongue inside my 
nest. Let's make beautiful love together. Let's really do it. Let's really 
enjoy it, my darling." 

Rita pushed her tongue inside of Eileen's hot slit. Since Rita was a little 
fearful in the early going, since she had never done anything like that 
before, she made certain to plunge in as quickly as she knew how. That, she 
reasoned, was the best way to instill needed confidence within her. 

Rita's tongue kept on ripping and probing, driving sharply as it shoved into 
her mother's wet, pink vaginal flesh. Every now and then her tongue would 
brush against Eileen's clitoris, which caused Eileen's searing body to erupt 
passionately, her ass cheeks bouncing up and down as she heaved deep sighs. 

"Keep tonguing me," she exclaimed. "Come on, keep your tongue working." 

"You're doing a beautiful job of it," Tommy called out. "Come on, Rita. like 
your mother said, keep tonguing her cunt. Keep driving it. You're doing a 
great job. Come on, really move your tongue. Shove it around inside of her 
snatch." 

Rita's tongue kept devastating her mother's hot, ready organ. While she 
tongued her snatch wildly, she allowed her fingers to continue manipulating 
against her buttocks. A few piercing stabs later, Eileen was on the verge of 
climax. She knew that she could not withstand any more of that kind of wild, 
enthusiastic licking. 

"I'm there, I'm there," Eileen sighed, throwing her head back in celebrated 
triumph, allowing her legs to kick back and forth. "Come on, bring it out of 
me. Oooooooh, suck it all out of me. Darling, you're quite a pussy licker." 

"She sure is," Tommy laughed in agreement, "and to think that I encouraged 
the whole thing." 

Rita's tongue kept on digging and pressing ever so deeply, working its way 
into her mother's fiery passion pit as she collected every droplet of the 
hot, thick fluid. It came splashing at her so fast that a number of the 
droplets shot into her face. 

 CHAPTER 9 

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon as Rita respond to a knock on her door. She 
wondered who it could be. Perhaps it was somebody who was looking for her 
mother, who had gone out to the other side of town for an antique sale, at 
which she hoped to purchase some rare items. 

As she flung the door open, her legs instinctively twitched as she observed 
the suave Phillip James standing before her. He wore a wine-colored robe and 
was in slippers. 

"I saw your mother go out," he said. 

"Would you like to come in?" 

"I was going to invite you to my place," Phillip said, "if that's all right 
with you. I've got some champagne on ice for the occasion." 

"That sounds very nice," Rita smiled. "How long have you been back?" 

"I got home last night." 

"What are we waiting for?" 

They walked across the hall to Phillip's flat. He bolted the lock shut after 
they entered the living room. 

While Rita watched, Phillip walked into the middle of the room, then undid 
the sash of his robe. 

As Phillip slid out of his robe, Rita observed that he was totally naked 
underneath it. Not only that, but he had a huge, bulging erection that she 
found utterly fascinating as she fastened her eyes ever so carefully on it. 

"Just look at my dick," he grinned. "I love having somebody like you over 
for fucking. It's so great having a sweet young thing like you living next 
door to me." 

Phillip stepped out of his slippers, jerked on his cock a few times, then 
walked into the other room and poured two full glasses of champagne. 

Immediately Rita began to feel the effects of the champagne. Developing a 
slight headache, she closed her eyes and squinted a few times, hoping that 
it would go away. 

"You want a refill?" Phillip asked after she finished her glass. 

"No, I've got a little bit of a headache." 

"Then one more round will cure it," he laughed. 

Just watching Phillip prance around in all of his naked glory caused Rita to 
feel that much more quivering excitement, particularly between her legs. Her 
pussy felt a surging tingle of erotic delight every time that she looked his 
way, observing the lengthy dimensions of his throbbing phallus. 

Rita had to struggle to get through the second round of champagne, but she 
finally made it, and after she finished gulping down the final few drops of 
the bubbly substance, Phillip got up and moved toward her. 

"I'm gonna feed you this," he sighed. "Just keep sitting there on the sofa. 
I'm gonna just push this into your mouth. You're gonna take it and play with 
it, and then you're gonna suck it. I guess you're gonna do just anything 
that I ask you to, isn't that right, my darling?" 

"Of course. Just anything. I want to please you very much." 

"You're just like my loyal little sex slave, aren't you?" 

"Of course I am, Phillip." 

"That's what I like to hear. Okay, then we're gonna really get it on." 

Her eyes kept on widening with ever mounting concern as Phillip fastened his 
fingers against the base of his long, hard stem. His fast, furious fingers 
kept on picking up the pace, and he continued to accelerate his movements as 
his fingers addressed themselves to the target at hand. Up and down he kept 
on vigorously pumping with both hands, allowing his fingers to make sharp, 
surging contact with his organ. 

"Okay, now it's your turn," he gulped. 

Rita's trembling, anxious fingers reached out and grabbed hold of Phillip's 
waiting prong. She loved feeling the tight, hard warmth of his hot spear as 
her fingers moved up and down, flinging with great passion as they kept on 
attacking his hard member. The swifter that her fingers addressed themselves 
to their target, the broader the smile that surfaced across Phillip's entire 
face as he kept on receiving the warm, sensual finger stabs that she ever so 
dramatically and enthusiastically provided. 

"You're gonna suck me off," he said, "but first you're gonna give me a nice 
little hand job. Just enough to almost bring me off. Then when I'm so damned 
hot that I can't take it anymore, well, then I want you to suck. So just 
wait and listen for cues. Got it, baby?" 

"Of course," she swooned. 

All the while Rita kept on allowing her fingers to slide resoundingly up and 
down his hard, bulging staff. Every now and then she would instinctively 
reach down and begin to play with his balls. When she squeezed his searing 
scrotum, his whole body would twist, particularly at the hips. 

"Get to the sucking now," he eventually called out impatiently. 

Phillip's whole body twisted and turned as his lover shoved her tongue 
forward, permitting it to launch into its sweeping, passionate activity. Up 
and down her tongue made steady headway as it circulated against his 
throbbing pecker. 

She liked hearing the sounds of Phillip's constant gasping as Rita worked 
her tongue up and down his anxious stick, bringing him that much closer to 
the state of orgasm. 

About the time that his body started jerking even more frantically than 
before, she knew he was ready to juice. Rita finally began holding on 
tightly to his balls, letting her fingers cling against them with great 
sharpness. 

Eventually the first few droplets of searing juice started to shoot from the 
end of Phillip's huge organ. It filtered out ever so slowly in the 
beginning, and all the while Phillip was anticipating even more, the joyous 
moment when the thick, white avalanche of semen would splash voluminously 
from the end of his solid rod. 

"Oooooooh, I'm juicing, juicing, juicing, juicing," Phillip sighed. 
"Oooooooh, swallow, ooohhh, swallow, swallow, swallow, swallow, ooooooh, 
it's all shooting out of there, ooooooooh, it's shooting out beautifully, 
baby, ooohhh, baby, what a suck, ohhh, suck it, suck it, suck it." 

Phillip's hips and ass cheeks kept bouncing about with great impatience as 
he watched the captivating droplets of his hot white fluid splash wildly 
from the end of his long, thick cock and into Rita's waiting mouth. 

He liked the way that Rita addressed herself to the suck, right up to the 
very end, when she managed to swallow every thick, white droplet of the 
captivating semen that had exploded from the end of his resounding prong. 

Rita removed her tongue from Phillip's lengthy stem. Her lover stepped back 
then patted her on top of the head. 

"Let's go into the bedroom," he said. "I've got some wonderful surprises 
waiting for you." 

Those words kept on resounding in Rita's ears as she accompanied her lover 
into the bedroom. Rita kept thinking about how he had promised her some big 
surprises. If there was one thing she was always ready for when it came to a 
man like Phillip, it was every conceivable type of surprise. 

The first thing that Phillip did was grab hold of Rita's body, twisting his 
arms around her waist. The pilot lowered their bodies downward onto the bed, 
after which he then went to work on her dress. 

His steady fingers ever so quickly undid the buttons of Rita's dress. He 
slipped the dress over her head, after which he reached out and undid her 
bra straps, watching with great joy as her bra dropped down to the floor. 

Phillip's fingers went back to work ever so conscientiously, but this time 
they gripped at her fleshy, sensation-ridden tits. Every time that he 
touched her nipples, they appeared to harden that much more. 

Under the impulse of his quick, dynamic finger stroke activity, her whole 
body began to twist and sway as she reacted to his determined efforts. 

"I like that," she gulped. "Honey, you really are dominating me. Ohhh, 
dominate me, come on, stroke my tits. Oooohhhh, aaahhh, really stroke them. 
Baby, play with my breasts." 

His fingers kept on working at the same swift, dramatic level of activity. 
Every now and then Phillip would squeeze her nipples ever so resoundingly, 
enjoying the fast, twisting finger stabs that she kept on steadily 
employing. 

When he removed his fingers from his lover's nipples, Phillip was all set to 
remove her panties. With one quick, swift tug, Phillip ever so decisively 
pulled her panties down her legs and off of her. 

As Phillip observed Rita's panties hitting the floor, he reached out with 
his right hand. With quick, wrist-flicking movements, Phillip exercised his 
fingers ever so smoothly and rapidly against his lover's gaping pussy, which 
moistened with every solitary touch. 

For the moment Phillip's eyes were totally mesmerized by the sight of her 
gorgeous, furry patch. The longer that he looked down at her soggy, matted 
pussy hairs, the more rapidly that his fingers raced as they kept on 
connecting with her savory snatch. 

"Baby, you really know how to do it," she sighed. "Darling, you know how to 
stroke me. Ohhh, you're such a man." 

Even though Rita had enjoyed sex with Tommy in a highly positive way, she 
could see that this was a man she enjoyed even more. The thing that Rita 
liked was his level of experience. Phillip was older than Tommy, and was so 
very suave and confident, just the kind of take-charge man that she liked in 
the sex act. 

It wasn't that Tommy was incapable of dominating her. As a matter-of-fact, 
he had proven himself capable of doing that very thing. No, that wasn't what 
made Phillip a preferable partner. What she liked better than anything else 
was that he possessed a certain level of experience that Tommy did not. As a 
result, he was able to put just a little more into the sex act, providing 
her with even more pleasure. 

This cool, confident, ever-so-experienced man kept on running his fingers 
swiftly inside of Rita's moist, burning bush as she moved that much closer 
to a beautiful orgasm. By then Rita's hips were jerking back and forth, 
twisting from side to side as he kept up his swift, stabbing, thrusting 
finger activities. 

"Ohhh, do I ever love this," she said. "Baby, ohhh, I'm gonna shoot. Yes, 
ahhh, ohhh, here it goes. Darling, ohhh, here go my juices. Ooooooooh, 
aaaahhh, keep fingering. Yeah, keep your finger in my hot hole. Come on, 
finger it, finger it, finger it, ooooohhhh, aaaahhhh, I love it. I love the 
way you stick your finger in there. You really stick it in my pussy. 
Ooooooooh, aaahhh, what a fuck." 

A few seconds later Phillip turned his fingers loose from Rita's snatch. By 
then he was prepared to move on to the next phase of the act. 

Without even telling Rita a thing, Phillip thrust his head forward, driving 
it up between his lover's legs. Phillip's tongue went to work with quick, 
stabbing authority inside of her ass-hole. The swifter that his tongue 
employed itself inside of her anus, the deeper that he plunged it, and the 
greater the depth with which he asserted his tongue inside of her anus, the 
better that she enjoyed every phase of the beautiful act. 

"This feels so great," she gasped. "You're really getting me ready for 
something." 

Phillip maintained his swift sucking pace for a few strokes more, after 
which he then suddenly removed his tongue from her anus. While her ass-hole 
burned with ecstasy, Phillip reached out this time with his right index 
finger. 

The pilot ever so steadily began to grind his finger hard and fast inside of 
Rita's ass-hole. The swifter that he drove it, the deeper that he let his 
hot digit plunge as it pushed high into her anus, driving all the way to her 
rectum as her hips and ass cheeks kept on grinding and twisting under the 
steady, determined finger pace that he maintained. 

"I really like that," she gulped. "Honey, keep it going. Ohhh, that's so 
good." 

"I'll bet it hurts a little," Phillip laughed. 

"Sure, but I don't mind that," she told him frankly. "Just as long as I can 
keep getting these wild sensations. Oooooooh, aaahhh, I really enjoy it. I 
really love it. I like the way you're pushing your finger around inside of 
my ass-hole. It's a nice feeling. Ohhh, it's a beautiful feeling." 

Phillip nodded and smiled broadly, recognizing that he was in the driver's 
seat, dominating this beautiful woman and making her do anything that he 
wanted her to. 

 CHAPTER 10 

Once that Phillip had finished with his finger fucking, he knew that 
beautiful Rita's ass-hole was ripe for a fantastic fuck. 

The handsome pilot reached out and gripped at Rita's buttocks. His fingers 
twisted and turned, gripping and stabbing at her fleshly buttocks. The 
longer that his fingers stroked against her firm flesh, the better that she 
enjoyed it, anticipating the wonderful moment when he would slide his huge 
sheath deep into the burning fires of her hot bowels. 

Eventually Phillip removed his fingers from her buttocks, reaching out and 
gripping at her thighs. At first Phillip squeezed them so hard that Rita 
winced with pain. When he lessened the pressure, he reached out and pushed 
her legs over his shoulders. 

Phillip heaved a few loud gasps, then prepared to shove his long, grinding 
tool inside of her anus. He was all set to plunge and stab with his huge, 
grinding stem. Phillip wanted to work it as rapidly as he knew how inside of 
her waiting anus. 

"Here we go," Phillip said. "I'm gonna really fuck you. What a screw I'm 
gonna give you." 

"Darling, fuck my ass," she sighed. "Give me a terrific fuck. Your cock can 
do it. Ohhh, what a hard prick you have. I just blew you, honey, and now 
you're gonna fuck my ass-hole. I'm really looking forward to a good screw. 
Come on, drive your steaming cock inside me. Give me a nice fuck. Give me a 
glorious screw." 

Phillip smiled enthusiastically, preparing to launch into his wild fuck. 
After looking down at his hard, ready peter for a few moments, he pushed his 
twisting cock forward, anticipating the first quick, blasting, authoritative 
prick stab. 

"Ahhh, this is it," he exclaimed. "I'm really gonna fuck you." 

Phillip hurled his body forward, grinding his rapid-fire shield ever so 
effectively inside of her ass-hole. His first few stabs were short, punchy 
blasts as he rotated with his long, grinding stick. The faster that he 
rotated his cock inside of her ass-hole, the deeper that he pushed and 
twisted with it as he moved that much nearer to the stinging, determined 
moment of wild orgasmic satisfaction. 

"Ahhh, fuck me," she gulped. "Baby, keep it grinding. Yes, just keep your 
organ shoving inside me. Ooooooh, I love it." 

Rita was in ecstasy over every quick, stinging cock onslaught that her lover 
provided. Yes, it hurt, but Rita didn't mind that in the least. Not when she 
was with this handsome he-man of the airways who could completely take 
charge of her and make her thrill to every aspect of the wild sexual 
experience that they shared. 

The longer that his long, plunging organ kept on driving inside of her 
stinging ass-hole, the more that it hurt and the greater the sense of 
anticipation that she felt as she prepared to receive the thick, white drops 
of his hot, white cream that would soon be spilling forth from the end of 
his dagger-like peter. 

"Keep up the fucking," she sighed. "Darling, come on, just grind it. Ohhh, 
come on and fuck me. Ohhh, you're hurting me, ohhh, you're hurting me and I 
love it. Come on, ohhh, I love it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it." 

As his hot, grinding dick worked ever closer to the moment of devastating 
climax, he reached out and started to slap at Rita's ass cheeks. The 
popping, crackling sounds of his hard, sturdy fingers grinding and slapping 
against Rita's flesh spurred Phillip onward all the more quickly as his 
blasting dick continued to stab and grind deep inside of her ass-hole. 

He gritted his teeth as he pushed his fiery, furnace-like, flaming phallus 
deep into the bowels of her anus. A few devastating strokes later, Phillip 
was all ready to juice. 

Now he heaved one loud last gasp as the spurting, spraying droplets of his 
thick white peter fluid began to splash from the end of his devastating 
dick. 

"Here we go," he gulped 

While he watched the searing cream continue to shoot from his long organ, 
Phillip reached out and started to slap at his lover's buttocks. He laughed 
loudly, enjoying every crackling stab, after which he then removed his dick 
from her hot ass. 

"Get down on your hands and knees," Phillip said immediately, delivering 
another quick slap to her right buttock. 

Rita nodded and sighed, complying quickly with what her lover asked for. As 
she remained perched on her hands and knees, Phillip reached out with his 
right index finger and started to probe once more inside her ass-hole. 

"That was so good fucking you that way that I'm gonna do it again," he told 
her. 

Desiring to take a good deal of liberties with Rita's ass-hole, Phillip 
shoved his finger back and forth, grinding it sharply inside of her anus. 
The pilot loved the way that her ass cheeks would instinctively respond to 
his quick, probing movements. Her buttocks kept on swaying from side to side 
as Phillip ground his finger crisply inside of her anus. 

Eventually Phillip brought his finger fucking to a halt. By then he was all 
set to probe with his stiff, semen-filled peter once more, which could never 
seem to get enough in the way of action whenever he was in the presence of 
this beautiful young female. 

Phillip pushed his hot stick forward, letting it make its initial contact 
with her ass-hole. He had fucked her there before, and by that point in time 
her anus was familiar territory for him. 

He kept on stabbing with his long, driving organ, working it with great zeal 
as it kept on connecting. The harder that Phillip pushed and stabbed with 
his grinding dick, the deeper that he drove it inside of her anus. 

"Ahhh, what fucking," he said. "Come on, keep moving your hips around. I 
like that. I like that constant action. I love the flow. Come on, just keep 
working your ass cheeks. Baby, keep sliding them." 

Responding eagerly to Phillip's command, Rita's buttocks continued to glide 
as he held on tightly to her ass cheeks. The longer that his fingers 
confronted her flaming flesh, the harder the charging impact that took place 
between them as he kept on flinging his fiery cock into the innermost 
passionate depths of her hot anal pit. 

While her ass cheeks wiggled, Phillip moved ever so inexorably toward 
another climax. This time it would even be quicker in coming that it had 
been upon the last occasion. 

She felt Phillip's fiery balls scraping against her buttocks as he kept on 
grinding hard with his impactful tool, pushing himself that much nearer to 
the steamy point of climax when all of his surging droplets would spray from 
the end of his long pole. 

"Here I go," he gulped. 

After slapping at his lover's buttocks a few more times, the cock droplets 
started to splatter from the end of Phillip's rangy pecker. The juices 
continued to shoot, spurting voluminously from his surging dagger and into 
her anal passage. 

Rita closed her eyes momentarily, enjoying those blissful sensations of the 
thick steaming cock droplets splashing from his wild, flinging stick and 
into her ass-hole. 

When the second ass explosion concluded, Phillip stretched out in the bed. 
It appeared he was ready for a nap. 

"Thank you for a great fuck," he said. "I guess you'd better be getting back 
home, dear. Don't want you to get into any trouble with your delightful and 
beautiful mother " 

"No, I wouldn't want that to happen." Rita laughed. "By the way, have you 
ever fucked her?" 

"Who's that?" he looked up at her with surprise. 

"My mother." 

"No, I haven't, but I suppose it would be a completely delightful 
experience. Especially if she's anything like her daughter." 

"She's everything like me," Rita laughed as she slipped into her panties. 
"As a matter-of-fact, that's what used to get me so mad. She'd want me to 
act differently than she did. I thought that was unfair." 

"It's the same old story," Phillip laughed. "Don't do as I do, do as I say." 

When Rita got back to the flat, she felt all soggy from the sweat that had 
surfaced on her body from all the vigorous physical contact of which she had 
been a part. 

The young girl removed her clothes, walking into the bathroom. After looking 
at herself in the mirror and admiring her beautiful form, Rita tiptoed into 
the shower. 

As the warm water splashed against Rita's body, she got hot all over again 
just thinking about what Phillip had done to her. Rita couldn't help but be 
impressed by his dazzling sexual rhythm. There didn't seem to be anything h 
wasn't willing to do in order to supply himself and her with the utmost in 
kicks. 

While the warm water kept on splashing against her body, the bathroom door 
suddenly opened. 

Standing just outside the shower stall was Eileen, who smiled beautifully as 
she observed her daughter's beautiful, stunning form. 

"You really are getting on, aren't you?" Eileen smiled. "I mean, you're 
developing so nicely." 

"I'm glad that you noticed, mother." 

"I notice these things. You know, I think that we owe Tommy a debt of 
gratitude." 

"I suppose so." 

"I mean, for getting me to break down my moral code. I suppose it was 
ridiculous for me to think that I couldn't have fun with my own daughter, 
who was turning into such a beautiful girl. And what a body. Well, Tommy 
exposed that nonsense for what it was, and am I ever glad that he did." 

Rita watched with startled bewilderment as her mother began to slip out of 
her dress. In only a matter of moments, Eileen was completely stripped, 
having slid her panties down her legs and off of her. 

Now Rita looked over at the neat pile of clothes on the floor, then at her 
mother's striking form. Yes, she was built along the same lines as her 
mother, and that was always an advantage. Eileen possessed a stunning form, 
what with her gorgeous, voluptuous breasts and her trim, sleek, tapering 
legs. 

Eileen opened the shower stall, climbing inside with her daughter. Already 
Rita's heart was beating at a rapid-fire pace as she looked into her 
beautiful mother's eyes. 

"Honey, I've got to kiss you," Eileen said breathlessly. 

Eileen reached out and ran her fingers through her bountiful daughter's 
hair. As she held on tightly, she pushed her lips forward., allowing them to 
make their initial dynamic and dramatic impact against lovely Rita's lips. 

Rita closed her eyes as she felt her mother's solid lips maintaining 
themselves with stirring impact against her own. When she removed her lips 
from Rita's, Eileen reached out and let her fingers ever so gently caress 
her daughter's breasts. 

"What gorgeous tits," she swooned. "I just love touching them." 

"It feels good when you do it," Rita sighed breathlessly. "Come on, mom. 
Keep moving your fingers against them." 

The faster that Eileen trained her fingers against her daughter's warm, 
captivating breasts, the harder that she pushed them against her tits. 
Eileen held on sharply, caressing her lover's breasts with great impact as 
she manipulated solidly and firmly. 

 CHAPTER ll 

When Eileen removed her fingers from her daughter's voluptuous breasts, she 
reached down and grabbed a bar of soap from a nearby rack. 

While a sparkling smile blanketed Eileen's entire face, she reached down 
with the soap bar, shoving it inside of her daughter's furry, aroused twat. 

The moment that the soap began to make spirited contact with Rita's slippery 
pussy, she began heaving deep sighs of great joy and desire, loving each and 
every stab that was being sent her way. 

"This is so beautiful," Rita gulped. "I like it, honey. Ohhh, mom, do you 
ever know how to excite me. You really know how to wield your soap. Come on, 
keep planting it inside of my hot nest. Push it even deeper. Deeper, ohhh, 
deeper, deeper, deeper." 

The faster and more eagerly that Eileen pushed the soap of her daughter's 
love slit, the louder that Rita purred. That brought an even greater effort 
out of lovely and beautiful Eileen, who at that moment wanted to accomplish 
just one objective, that of turning on her beautiful, sexy daughter to the 
maximum possible extent. 

When she ultimately removed the soap from Rita's pussy, Eileen watched with 
glistening delight as the droplets of the warm shower spray splashed against 
her lover's beautiful nest. 

When Rita's pussy was fully rinsed off, Eileen reached out and shoved the 
bar of soap inside of Rita's delectable ass canal. As she twisted it high 
inside of Rita's anus, Rita flipped her hips back and forth as she responded 
to those swift, decisive strokes. 

"Ahhh, you really know how to stroke me," Rita exclaimed. "This is so nice. 
Let's keep it going. Yes, I really want you to keep it going." 

A few quick, twisting thrusts later, Eileen removed the soap from Rita's 
ass-hole. 

After the soap suds had been rinsed off of Rita's anus, Eileen reached out 
one more time. Her fingers probed and pushed as they worked with 
scintillating, dazzling delight against Rita's breasts. After maintaining a 
steady flow of finger action for a few minutes, Eileen ultimately removed 
her fingers from Rita's hot boobs. 

"Shove the soap in my cunt," Eileen whispered. "Just a few times. I want to 
feel the contact." 

Rita willingly accepted the soap from her mother. The voluptuous young 
daughter reached out with the soap bar, sliding it anxiously inside of her 
mother and lover's hot vaginal nest. 

"Wheee, that feels good," Eileen sighed resoundingly. "Baby, keep it going, 
ohhh, keep moving the soap." 

Rita kept on working the soap fervently inside of her mother and lover's 
slippery slit for a few more moments, after which she released it. 

A few seconds later the two beautiful women were standing next to each other 
outside of the shower. Eileen reached out and grabbed a towel. It caused her 
to feel great waves of exhilarating passion to run the towel back and forth 
over Rita's voluptuous body. Every time that the towel came into contact 
with her warm tits, it made Eileen feel that much better and more like 
engaging in quick sex with her beautiful young daughter. 

After Eileen finished toweling off Rita's body, she quickly toweled off her 
own. As Rita watched her mother's beautiful form, particularly the way that 
her legs and ass cheeks would twist, she felt waves of enthusiastic sexual 
voltage cutting through her entire beautiful body. 

When the toweling-off process was at an end, mother looked at daughter and 
each was impressed. Their bodies sparkled with cleanliness, and now they 
could settle into the activity at hand, that of a piercing, wild fuck. 

Eileen let it be known that she wanted to take total charge of her lovely 
daughter, and as she threw her arm around beautiful Rita, they walked ever 
so slowly into the bedroom. 

As Eileen turned her arm loose from Rita's body, she reached out and grabbed 
firmly at her breasts. Her fingers kept on dancing, twisting, working with 
methodical grace as they maintained brisk, effective contact. 

"I love these tits," Eileen exclaimed. "They're absolutely beautiful. I 
think they're gorgeous. Just like the rest of you." 

Eileen manipulated her fingers for a few moments more against her daughter's 
breasts, after which she then brought them to bear against her ass cheeks. 
Ever so firmly, Eileen kept on squeezing her daughter's ripe buttocks. The 
more finger pressure that she brought to bear, the greater the amount of 
enthusiasm that Rita felt over everything that was happening. 

As Eileen kept on grabbing and twisting with both hands against her 
daughter's ripe ass globes, she shoved her tongue forward, allowing it to 
make its first penetrating contact with Rita's anal canal. 

The second Rita began to feel those quick, firm tongue movements inside of 
her anus, Rita heaved a loud, deep sigh. The long, probing tongue kept on 
aggressively taking command of the situation. Her tongue kept on driving 
firmly, pushing ever so deeply inside of Rita's erotic anal tunnel. 

"You ass licker," Rita gulped. "Can you ever suck ass." 

Eileen kept up the ass licking at a rapid-fire pace, and as her tongue 
sustained the brisk, consistent contact, she reached out with her right 
hand, allowing her fingers to move soothingly inside of her daughter's fur 
patch. The moment that she made her initial contact with Rita's hairy twat, 
her daughter responded by flipping her hips and ass cheeks from side to side 
as she received the quick, vigorous communication. 

"You're so good," Rita sighed. "I really like that. Ohhh, I really love it." 

Eileen's tongue kept on finding the mark, driving solidly, pushing and 
slamming as it made its way inside of Rita's ass-hole. All the while her 
fingers kept on responding to the challenge, working their way frantically 
and zealously as they shoved inside of Rita's mound. 

"Ohhh, I want you in me," Rita finally begged. "Oh, mom, I need your tongue 
inside my mound. You've done such a good job on my ass-hole, but now I need 
a pussy suck. Baby, come on, grind your tongue inside my nest." 

Even though Eileen was determined to conduct herself in a way that she would 
fully enjoy, and was not about to be led into doing anything that she didn't 
want to do at any given point in time by her daughter, by then she was ready 
to move on to the pussy sucking. After all, she had done a thorough, 
effective job of driving her pulsating tongue inside of her lover's 
ass-hole. So now she was ready to assert her tongue inside of Rita's flaming 
box, which she had aroused through her stirring, dedicated finger thrusts. 

"Suck me, suck me, suck me," Rita gasped excitedly. 

Rita's warm, enthused thighs quivered with great sensual delight as her 
mother shoved her head down between her legs. As Eileen went to work with 
her tongue, her daughter enthusiastically heaved a loud sigh as she received 
those first few quick, warm tongue stabs inside of her pink vaginal walls, 
which were wet with delight and sensual excitement. 

Ever so quickly Rita's hips kept moving, as she responded to the dynamic, 
twisting tongue thrusts that her lover kept on sending with her surging 
tongue inside of her eager organ, which kept reacting to every hot, twisting 
slit stab. 

Eileen knew from the way that her daughter was reacting that it wouldn't 
take long at all before the juices would shoot from her impassioned pit. A 
few quick, dramatic tongue stabs later, the stirring droplets of her lover's 
twat juice started to shoot from her mound and into Eileen's mouth. 

"Ooooooh, it's so great to unload," Rita sighed. "Ohhh, keep up your 
sucking, mom. You're sooooo good with your tongue, ohhhhh, suck, ooooooh, 
aaahhh, I'm there, there, there, there, ohhhhh, keep me going, going, 
going." 

When Eileen removed her tongue from Rita's still-aroused slit, the young 
daughter wondered just what her always ready mother would do next. 

It didn't take long for Rita to discover just what Eileen's thinking 
embodied. Eileen quickly jumped up from the bed, walking toward the closet. 

"I've got the most gorgeous surprise for you," Eileen said. "I bought it at 
a shop on Soho." 

"Oh, my, you were in that sexy place?" Rita laughed teasingly. 

"I didn't visit a massage parlor," Eileen laughed, "but I did visit one of 
these delightful little shops where you can buy all kinds of goodies. Just 
look and see what I came up with." 

Eileen reached down and picked up a dildo, which she calmly strapped to her 
waist. Placing her hands on her hips, Eileen turned around and faced her 
beautiful daughter, whose eyes were wide with curiosity and lustful desire. 

"So now you're turning into a man," Rita said. "I guess you're gonna give me 
the same kind of fuck." 

"You're damned right I am," she winked. "I'm gonna give you the same kind of 
screw that a horny man would give you, I mean a guy who is really good in 
the fucking department." 

"That's the kind of fuck I want." 

Even though Eileen was determined to get the fucking started as quickly as 
possible and was eager to experiment with the dildo inside of her daughter's 
pussy, she decided initially to provide her lovely daughter with some 
dazzling finger sensations. That way, she reasoned, she would get her lover 
as fully agitated as she possibly could. 

Her fingers moved forward, attaching themselves with significant grace and 
tremendous thrust to her lover's vagina. Her fingers worked with skillful, 
penetrating joy as she shoved them back and forth inside of her slit. 

"Keep it going," Rita panted. "I love the way you're fingering me." 

The stirring, determined finger strokes continued until Rita could no longer 
hold out. Eileen had been hoping to get her to juice, and that was precisely 
what she did. As the pussy fluids spewed forth, spilling ever so warmly 
against Rita's thighs, Eileen withdrew her fingers. 

"Now you're ready for the fuck," Eileen said calmly. "You needed a nice 
explosion like that. So now I'm ready to give it to you. I'm ready to drive 
the dildo up between your legs and into your hot pussy." 

Rita watched ever so closely, wondering just how her mother was going to 
emulate the quick, determined fucking movements of a man. 

She slid the hard, savage, makeshift peter inside of her daughter's vagina. 
All the while her hips kept on flinging back and forth, twisting with great 
authority and conviction. 

It couldn't help but impress Rita to see just what kind of devastating 
sexual contact her mother was able to make with the plastic-tipped dildo, 
which kept on shoving with fiery, joyful impact against her hot pussy. The 
quicker that the dildo savagely made contact with her mound, the faster in 
turn that Rita rotated her hips skillfully under the steady pace of her 
mother's throbbing tool. 

Rita liked the way that Eileen kept on manipulating her body, driving the 
dildo ever so sharply and deeply inside of her hot gash as she pushed on and 
on, loving the flowing movements. 

By then Eileen had gotten so carried away in what she was doing that she 
could hold out no longer. Her whole body began to tremble with overwhelming 
passion and she heaved a loud, deep sigh. 

"Here it goes," she announced. "Oooooh, I'm juicing. Yes, honey, I'm juicing 
the hot dildo in your pussy. Ooooooh, what a fuck, I knew it would be 
beautiful. When I saw that thing, I knew it would be perfect for us. Yes, it 
is perfect." 

While her hips flung from side to side, Rita heaved a deep gasp. At that 
beautiful interval the juices started to shoot from her mound. 

"Me, too, ohhh, me, too," Rita smiled. "This was so good. This is such great 
fun. What a fuck, ohhh, what a glorious, wonderful fuck. Just the kind of 
screwing that I really love. The kind that I really need." 

Eileen ultimately threw her arms around her beautiful daughter. 

"As long as I have anything to say about it," she said confidently, "you're 
gonna get all kinds of fucks, honey. We're gonna live for fucking." 

 CHAPTER 12 

Even though Rita had enjoyed the sex with her mother, she still kept 
thinking back to the way that Phillip James had ever so emphatically 
dominated her. 

It bothered Rita that Phillip wasn't at home any more than was the case. If 
he had been more available, maybe she would have been living at his flat, as 
long as it wouldn't totally sever her relationship with her mother, who 
would have no doubt been extremely angry under the circumstances. 

The one thing that began to appeal to Rita was to be picked up by a man. Not 
just any man, but a tough, strong, dominating man who would treat her in the 
same way that Phillip had. 

One evening when her mother was out on a date with Tommy, Rita got on the 
subway at the Marble Arch Station and traveled to Picadilly. 

As Rita got off at Picadilly, she decided to walk up and down the Strand. 
While there she encountered the normal tourist traffic, people who were 
wandering in and out of the many London shows that were constantly playing 
on the west side of the busy, bustling city. 

All of a sudden Rita decided to come to a stop outside of a pub. It looked 
like a pretty tough place, and as she looked inside, she observed some loud, 
strong-looking men drinking. They appeared to be merchant seamen based on 
the way that they were dressed. 

Rita deliberately stood outside the door, hoping that she would attract some 
attention. Yes, she thought, that would be a wonderful experience, going to 
bed with a merchant seaman. Rita sought to expand her sexual horizons in 
every way that she could. By then her teenage fantasies were no longer 
unfulfilled. The gorgeous young girl was living those fantasies on a regular 
basis. 

She finally began to walk back and forth, making herself look as obvious as 
possible. After pacing in front of the bar a few times, she stood just a few 
feet away from it, wondering just when and if one of the men from inside the 
bar would venture outside. 

Rita didn't have to wait for long. No more than a few minutes after she had 
finished her pacing, a stalkly, thick-shouldered, thick-necked man with a 
yachtsman's cap and a navy blue seaman s coat came venturing outside onto 
the street. His head cocked slightly to the left and it was obvious from the 
look in his eyes that he'd had more than a little to drink. But that was 
about to turn off Rita at that point. Not when the man looked at her with 
the kind of sensual, all-conquering leer that she wanted to see in a man, 
the same kind of expression that her lover Phillip James had provided for 
her on several occasions. 

"Hello there, young lady," the man grinned. "My name is Ben. I'm only gonna 
be in London for a few days. Then my boat is gonna dock again." 

"You've got a cockney accent." 

"Yes, I do," he grinned. "But that's not gonna disqualify me from anything, 
is it?" 

"Just an observation." 

"You're a pretty cool-sounding little number," he grinned. "You know, I've 
got a bottle up in my room. How about me sharing it with you?" 

"I'm not interested in drinking when there are other things to do," she 
snapped. "Besides, you've had enough to drink already. If you have anymore, 
you might not be able to do some of those other things that I have in mind, 
particularly as well as I'd like for you to do them." 

As soon as she finished remonstrating with him, Ben burst into loud 
laughter. The tough merchant seaman could scarcely believe the kind of 
confident language he was hearing from a girl who in many ways looked so 
young. 

"You're some kind of little broad," he said. "Okay, we'll play it your way. 
We won't have anymore to drink. We'll concentrate on ... well, those other 
things that you were talking about." 

They walked together back to Picadilly. The small hotel where Ben was 
staying was situated not far from Nelson's Column. 

As they walked into Ben's room, he reached down with his right hand and 
slapped at her ass cheek ever so playfully. With his left hand he closed the 
door. 

"Let's get it on right now," he said. 

Rita watched as Ben quickly unbuttoned his coat, tossing it to the floor. 
Never had she seen a man undress any more quickly than Ben, and after he 
slid off his shorts, he showed her what she was waiting to see, a huge, 
over-powering cock which was both thick and long, probably, she thought, as 
large a cock as she was ever destined to see in her life. 

"Just look at this," he said. "This beautiful cock has had plenty of women. 
Women like a big dick. You like a big dick. That's why you wanted to come up 
here with. Isn't that right? You figured I'd have a big one. Am I right?" 

"Are you ever right," she swooned. 

"You're a little American chick. You here on vacation with your folks or 
something?" he looked at her, his eyes expressing worry. 

"Nothing like that," she laughed. "You can relax. My father's in America and 
my mother is the one I'm living with here, and right now she's out balling 
or drinking or both with her boyfriend, a young British rock drummer." 

"Then what you're saying is that there's no danger," he said. 

"None at all. Just the danger in your big cock." 

"Plenty of danger there," Ben laughed rollickingly. "Okay, so get off your 
clothes. Come on, I want to do it to you right now." 

Ben rotated his quick, stirring fingers up and down the full length of his 
huge, captivating instrument. The longer that his fingers addressed 
themselves ever so sweepingly to his huge, erect phallus, the faster that 
Rita removed her clothes. When Rita got down to her panties and bra, she 
observed the sensual expression that seemed to enhance itself on Ben's 
tough-looking face. It was obvious that he'd needed a shave for a couple of 
days, but that didn't bother her. No more than the fact that he'd had too 
much to drink bothered her. The one overpowering fact that stood out in her 
lustful young mind was that here was a man who possessed a great deal of 
confidence and had a huge enough cock to be able to back all of it up. 

"Come on, off with the panties, off with the bar," Ben panted. "I want to 
fuck you, honey, and I want to do it right now." 

When Rita finished removing her panties and bra, she lay stretched out in 
the middle of Ben's bed. The tough seaman threw his body forward, extending 
his legs as he landed his body on top of hers. 

Rita loved the view, what with Ben's huge, piercing cock shoved just over 
her head. He was so close that she count every popping vein on his long 
phallus, and now he was all set to drive his stirring pecker deep inside of 
her mouth. 

"Here I go," he exclaimed. "It's gonna be pushing inside of you. I'm gonna 
choke you to death with the damn thing, or close to it, so get ready." 

Ben's body rocked from side to side as he pushed his lengthy stick deep 
inside of her mouth. Right from the beginning Ben showed himself to be a man 
who definitely meant business. His hairy thighs scraped against both sides 
of her face as he kept on punching and pushing with his long pecker, driving 
it as deeply as he knew how inside of her mouth. 

"This is a throat fuck," he said. "You know it. You wanted me to give you 
this big cock, and now you're getting it, as a present from one horny 
sailor." 

He kept gasping and gulping for breath as he pushed himself that much nearer 
to a timely orgasm. As Ben drew that much closer, he reached out and decided 
to explore with his fingers the sensuous loveliness of his beautiful lover's 
breasts. 

Ben's tight, twisting fingers squeezed against Rita's hot tits as he kept on 
shoving his dick hard and fast inside of her mouth, driving himself ever 
nearer to a diligent, wild climax, after which insertion the juices would 
spurt and splash from the end of his long, desire-filled dagger and into her 
mouth. 

"Here we go," he said. "It's all gonna spray. Yeah, ohhhh, how nice." 

His body continued rocking back and forth as he wielded his cock with 
piston-like authority, propelling his rapid-fire peter as deeply as he knew 
how inside of the inner confines of her mouth as the first few spraying 
drops of his semen started to shoot from the end of his dick. 

"Ahhh, there's lots more of that," he sighed. "Baby, ohhh, it's gonna shoot 
out of me. Hang on. Ooooooooh, hang on, ohhh, baby, you've got to hang on. 
It's gonna spill. It's gonna spill beautifully." 

Several twisting strokes later, the thick, white substance of his hot, 
creamy load began to thunder from the end of his authoritative cock, which 
brought the juices splashing wildly inside of Rita's mouth. 

The first thing that Rita thought was that Ben had been correct when he said 
that he was capable of practically choking her to death with the spewing 
droplets of sperm from his fiery, flaming tool. That was almost precisely 
what happened as the juices kept on spraying from his devastating 
dagger-like prong and into her mouth. 

"Ahhh, this is what a guy loves," he sighed. "Just what I want. Ohhh, what 
fucking." 

Ben removed his long, hard dick from her mouth. The toughened seaman did not 
even pause to take a deep breath. No, he was much too concerned about 
getting some additional action, and Rita was not about to discourage a man 
who was so capable of providing her with wild thrills. 

'Turn over on your stomach," Ben ordered. 

As she did so, Ben reached out and grabbed a pillow. 

"Raise your stomach a little," he said. 

As she did so, Ben pushed the pillow underneath lovely Rita's stomach. She 
stretched out once more, her ass cheeks propped up in a tantalizing, 
compromising position. 

Ben jerked on his long pecker a few times, then prepared to shove his 
steely, authoritative spear inside of her ass-hole. 

While Ben reached down and gripped at her thighs, he shoved his huge, 
commanding cock forward, allowing it to make its initial solid contact with 
her hot anus. 

He moved his fiery, fluid-filled tool back and forth, shoving it inside of 
her ass-hole. The harder that he pushed and pumped with his long, flaming 
dagger, the closer that he found himself maneuvering his way toward another 
spirited orgasm. 

The itchiness in his balls prompted Ben to shove his dick even deeper inside 
of Rita's ass-hole. Meanwhile the beautiful young Rita kept panting and 
twisting her hips, doing everything that she could to accommodate her lover. 

Rita loved the quick, ringing stabs that he kept asserting inside of her 
ass-hole, even though she felt great pain in the process. A few quick, 
dominating thrusts later, the spray of hot, white jissum began to spill from 
the end of his fluid pecker. 

"Ohhh, I wanted it, there it is," he said. "I'm an ass fucker, honey, you're 
finding that out. I know how to fuck ass. Ohh, when I get ahold of a 
beautiful ass, I know what to do with it." 

He removed his cock from her anus, and just as she was smarting under the 
pain of his effective ass stabs, he shoved his grinding penis forward once 
more. This time the projected target was her pussy, and there he was, 
grinding and thrusting with his long, stabbing member as he kept on pumping 
with it inside of her twat. 

"Ohhh, you fuck machine," she grunted. "Keep it up, dear. Ohhh, cum inside 
my slit. Yes, I want your creamy cum. Ohhh, come on, give me another stream 
of it. Yes, ohhh, let it spray, honey, really let it spray." 

Ben kept gulping and gasping for breath as he pushed his stabbing member 
forward, allowing it to assault and spear her twisting vagina. A few 
thundering strokes later, the juices were all set to spray, and they finally 
began to splash once more from the end of his torrential organ and into her 
waiting vagina. 

"Baby, can you ever dominate," Rita sighed. "Did I love what you gave me. 
Ooooooh, honey, can you fuck. Do you ever know how to screw me." 

Ben jumped up from the bed, laughing loudly, happy that he had pleased his 
young lover so much. 

"You wanted it and you got it," he told her. 

"Thank you," she replied. "You're so right. You're just the kind of man that 
I need. Honey, I'd go to sea with you if I could." 

"I wish to hell I had you as a stowaway," Ben laughed. "With you and a 
regular supply of booze, I wouldn't need anything else in life." 

His words kept proudly ringing in Rita's ears throughout the subway ride 
back to her flat. 

 CHAPTER 13 

For the next few days, Rita treasured the memory of her magnificent sex 
altercation with Ben. 

It bothered her a little that she would probably not be seeing him again, 
but she was still happy over the fact that he had provided her with so much 
in the way of dramatic thrills. 

One afternoon when she arrived home from school, she observed Tommy and 
another long-haired young man standing at the doorway. Both of them had 
impatient expressions on their faces. 

"I thought you got home from school earlier than this," Tommy said. "Randy 
and I have been waiting here for almost an hour." 

"I'm sorry," Rita said, reaching into her purse and pulling out a key, with 
which she opened the door. 

"By the way, I want you to meet Randy," Tommy said. "He's the guy whose 
voice you hear on our records. He plays the guitar and sings." 

Randy was a little taller than Tommy, and as Rita appraised him ever so 
carefully, she couldn't help but be favorably impressed. He had a handsome, 
open face, and when she stole a look in the direction of his crotch, she 
could see that the young rock singer definitely meant business. 

"Let's get into it right now," Tommy smiled. "Let's have ourselves a smoke 
of grass, and then we'll get into the fucking. 

Rita nodded ever so calmly. It amazed her just how readily she was falling 
into the routine of beautiful, erotic sex. She reached out and began to 
unbutton her dress, which she ever so nimbly shoved over her head and off of 
her, letting it drop to the living room rug. 

As she stood there in her panties and bra, Randy's cock hardened even more. 
It thrilled Rita to observe the huge bulge in his trousers, knowing that she 
had provided him with some erotic thrills by just looking at her. 

"You sure are built," Randy said. "As a matter-of-fact, you look to be every 
bit as much as Tommy said." 

"What did Tommy say?" she asked. 

"He had all kinds of rave notices for you," he reported. "Yes, Tommy kept 
bragging about what a gorgeous young woman he was fucking with. He said that 
she's still in her teens but she sure doesn't act it when it comes to 
jumping into bed. I knew he was banging your mother. I'd like a piece of her 
ass, too. Where is she?" 

"She's at the shop until early this evening," Rita replied. 

"So that's okay," Randy smiled. "We're gonna do just fine ourselves." 

Rita knew just how eager he was to see her completely nude, so she wanted to 
comply with his wishes. Her fingers reached out as she undid her bra straps, 
allowing her bra to fall to the rug a scant few inches away from her dress. 

"Damned, what boobs," Randy exclaimed. 

By then Randy became so excited that he felt compelled to reach out and play 
with his inspired prick. After all, it was choking inside of his shorts and 
trousers. It needed a little air, and he was determined to provide himself 
with it, so he reached down and unzipped his trousers. When he pulled out 
his hard, throbbing pecker, Rita decided to give him a real treat. 

Taking in all of the action was Tommy, who took a long puff from his 
marijuana cigarette. It thrilled Tommy to see that Randy was reacting so 
strongly and so quickly to the sight of the gorgeous young woman in his 
presence. 

"Just look at her," Randy, looked over at Tommy and panted. "She sure looks 
good." 

Rita kept on rotating her breasts, letting them fling back and forth 
enjoying stimulating him with her passionate movements. The longer that she 
kept up her devastating movements, the greater the enjoyment that Randy 
received. 

Tommy passed the marijuana cigarette over to Randy, who then took a long 
puff as he held it in his right hand. Rita had to laugh as she observed 
Tommy simultaneously puffing on the marijuana joint with one hand and 
continuing to play with his hard, rifle-like pecker with the other hand. 

"You guys are just too much," Rita said. "I've just got to keep you really 
excited." 

After she had treated Randy to a stimulating, erotic breast swinging 
session, the voluptuous young woman reached down with both hands and began 
to grab at her panties. Her fingers moved soothingly along the crotch band 
of her silky white panties, following which she began to slide them down her 
legs ever so slowly. 

If there was one thing that Rita was becoming increasingly more conscious 
of, the more sex experience she obtained, it was of the vast importance of 
making use of every bodily movement, of twisting her hips and tits in such a 
way that she would excite her potential lovers to the fullest. 

That was precisely what was happening at that point. The two young men stood 
there watching as she lowered her panties ever so slowly, allowing them to 
hear the rhapsodic scraping of the silky panties against her trim, sleek 
legs. 

"All I need to do is stick my tongue between those gorgeous legs," Randy 
sighed. "Just look at that woman." 

When Randy handed the marijuana joint back to Tommy, he took his second long 
puff. He waited until Rita finished wiggling out of her panties. Just as 
Rita reached down with her right hand and allowed her fingers to go to work 
soothingly against her hairy nest, he walked over and handed the cigarette 
to her. 

"Play with your pussy with one hand and smoke with the other," Tommy 
laughed. "After all, if Randy can do it with his cock, you can do the same 
thing." 

Rita ever so eagerly took a puff from the cigarette. She then decided to 
take yet a second puff. Following her third puff, Rita gave the cigarette 
back to Tommy, who passed it to Randy. 

While Randy enthusiastically smoked the cigarette, Tommy began to remove his 
clothes. When he finished undressing, he looked down at his hard, sturdy 
cock, which he knew had to launch into immediate action at that moment in 
time. 

"You just watch my action," Tommy said. 

Randy finished the cigarette, then snuffed out the butt in a nearby ashtray. 
As he watched his friend Tommy moving ever closer to gorgeous Rita, he then 
began to remove his clothes. 

"Just stretch out on that rug," Tommy commanded Rita. "You see, Randy, I've 
got the girl trained. I've got her to where she'll do just about anything 
that I ask." 

"I'm quite impressed," Randy replied. "Yeah, how about a nice threesome?" 

"That will be great," Tommy said. "Just wait until I get started." 

Randy kept watching with ever greater interest, wondering just what his 
horny friend Tommy was going to do to this ever eager young woman, who 
seemed to be ready to go any which way as a means of pleasing their every 
erotic desire. 

As Rita stretched out on the rug, she let her ass cheeks twitch ever so 
seductively, hoping to arouse Tommy that much more. 

Tommy felt the wild waves of enthusiasm in his searing, electricity-filled 
scrotum. He kept looking down at his cock, after which he then pushed it 
thunderously ahead, permitting it to drive toward her mouth. 

"Come on and open up," he gulped. "I'm gonna fuck your mouth, baby. I'm 
really gonna drive my dick inside it. Ohhh, what a beautiful time we're 
gonna have. I'm gonna give you such a nice screw. Ahhh, is this gonna be 
good. Baby, just wait until I fuck your glorious mouth." 

"Come on, turn your cock loose," she exclaimed. "I want your bulging stick 
inside me. Come on, really let it slam. Drive it inside of my mouth. Come 
on, push your hard cock, baby, ohhh, push it into me." 

Randy walked over toward the action. As he observed his friend beginning to 
shove his sturdy member inside of Rita's searing gullet, he lowered his body 
down to his knees. 

"I'll work my way inside of her legs," Randy said. "I think it would be 
great to suck her pussy while you're fucking her mouth." 

"A damned good idea," Tommy immediately agreed. "That'll get her more 
excited, too." 

Tommy's turgid stick kept on shoving, pushing ever deeper as it made its way 
inside of Rita's hot mouth. His well coordinated movements caused her to 
feel great waves of sensual desire. It didn't matter that she could scarcely 
breathe. After all, that was beside the point, considering just how 
enjoyable she was finding the magnificent sex act that was taking place 
between them as Tommy kept burying his firm, rigid pecker that much deeper 
inside of her mouth. 

While Tommy kept up his ramrodding attack, working his piston-like spear 
into the innermost passionate depths of Rita's cavernous mouth, Randy 
decided that it was his turn to start flinging his tongue inside of her 
vagina. 

Randy reached down and let his fingers connect with his lover's thighs. He 
held on tightly, and as he did, he pushed his tongue forward inside of her 
vagina. The faster that his tongue stabbed and twisted inside of her nest, 
the greater the desire that reeked within Rita's entire body as her lover's 
tongue kept on working, stabbing sharply, driving inside of her warm, moist 
twat. 

Rita's legs danced back and forth as she kept on receiving the quick, 
stabbing tongue sensations from her lover. The more swiftly that her lover's 
tongue drove and stabbed inside of her mound, the closer that she pushed 
toward a wild climax. 

Recognizing just how close she was to juicing, Randy reached out and grabbed 
hold of his lover's twisting buttocks. His fingers spun and teased against 
the pliable, firm, fleshy ass globes as he tickled her clitoris with a few 
solid, driving stabs. 

A few desire-ridden movements later, the juices began to spurt from her 
pussy. As they splashed wildly inside of Randy's mouth, he reached out with 
an air of celebration and slapped at her buttocks, loving the touch he 
provided. 

"Ohhh, that was good," he smiled as he removed his tongue from her pussy. 
"You're nice, succulent hole. It was so great sticking my tongue inside of 
your twat." 

Rita was unable to verbally acknowledge just how much she had enjoyed his 
sucking, since her mouth was constantly being besieged and clogged with the 
hard, stabbing pecker of her lover, Tommy, who worked his hips back and 
forth and plunged his peter pulsatingly into the deepest crevices of her 
mouth. 

"Here we go," Tommy announced. "Oooohhh, aaahhh, I really itch all over. 
This is so good, fucking you like this. Get ready for the avalanche, ooohhh, 
the cum's gonna shoot, ooohhh, aaahhh, here it goes, ooohhh, oooooh, oooooh, 
oooooh, oooooh." 

While Tommy watched the gushing droplets of his thick, white jissum 
splashing voluminously from the end of his hard, spraying cock rocket, he 
simultaneously reached out with both hands, allowing his fingers to grip at 
her breasts. 

Tommy continued to cling to her tits flesh until all of the drops of his 
orgasmic fluid had toppled from the end of his fiery spear, at which point 
he then released his cock from her mouth. 

 CHAPTER 14 

Once that Tommy had gotten his rocks off inside of his lover Rita's mouth, 
Randy jumped back into the scene. 

"I could use that same kind of action," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, 
there's not a damned thing stopping me." 

"Nothing at all," Tommy concurred. 

Randy reached down and moved his fingers searchingly over his hard ramrod 
for a few quick, decisive strokes. When he released his fingers from his 
stimulated dick a few moments later, he prepared to grind his hard, 
resounding peter inside of her mouth. 

He pushed his solid dick forward, allowing it to assert itself inside of her 
mouth. Rita was thrilled over the way that he took charge, doing it in the 
same solid, effective manner as had her lover Tommy only a few moments 
before. 

For a while he exercised so much pressure with his rapid-fire plunging stabs 
that she thought her jaw would break. His lengthy, fiery ramrod kept on 
slamming, working feverishly, pushing and shoving as he slammed it ever 
deeper inside of her hot mouth. 

"Here we go," he sighed. "Ohhh, I've got to get my rocks off fast, honey. I 
can't take much of this. Not when I'm this steamed up. Ohhh, what a fuck." 

While Tommy watched the unfolding action between Randy and Rita, he reached 
down and began to fondly finger his firm rifle-like stem. As his fingers 
kept working up and down his hard penis, he watched Randy manipulate his 
hips and slide his long dick even deeper inside of her waiting mouth as she 
anticipated his droplets of thick, searing cum. 

"Go ahead, give it to her," Tommy laughed. "Randy, old boy, we're really 
acclimating her." 

A few driving stabs later, Randy could hold out no more as the appetizing 
white semen thundered from the end of his hard shield and splashed inside of 
her mouth. 

Several droplets of his sizzling jissum splashed against her lips and rolled 
down the right side of her mouth, but the rest of it was ever so desirously 
corralled by gorgeous Rita as she swallowed his cum. 

When Randy removed his still agitated dick from her mouth, Tommy moved on 
the scene once more. 

"Get over on your hands and knees," Tommy said. 

As Rita quickly responded, Tommy got down on his knees as well. He reached 
out with both hands and started to spank her, delivering some quick, 
thrusting slaps as he enjoyed the brisk and affirmative contact. 

Rita enjoyed the spanking, too, even though it hurt. Her ass cheeks wiggled 
as she heaved deep sighs and responded to the quick finger strokes. 

"Come on and fuck me," she said. "I know what you're gonna do. You're gonna 
fuck my ass and you're gonna fuck it good." 

Tommy knew precisely what he wanted. When he removed his hands from her now 
reddened ass globes, he pushed with his right index finger, driving it 
inside of her ass-hole. The faster that his finger throbbed and twisted as 
he moved it around inside of her anus, the more rapidly that her whole body 
responded as she moved it from side to side. 

'That's so good," she nodded. "Honey, come on, I want to feel your cock in 
me. Don't torture me by keeping me waiting too long." 

"This girl is a real live one," Randy laughed as he watched the action from 
a standing position a few feet away. "You can't disappoint this gorgeous 
girl, Tommy." 

"I'll never disappoint her," Tommy sighed. "I might give her a sore 
ass-hole, but I'm not gonna disappoint her. I'm gonna push my dick inside of 
her ass-hole. I'm gonna really give her a wild ride. I'm gonna drive my 
spear inside of that hot ass until all of the juices spray." 

Tommy finally projected his steady tool forward, allowing it to make its 
initial impact inside of her ass-hole. Ever so eager to respond to his every 
quick, grinding, forward thrust, Rita twisted her ass cheeks, tightening 
them wildly, doing everything that she could to give him as erotic a fuck as 
possible. 

"Ohhh, you know how to make a guy feel good," Tommy exclaimed happily. "I'm 
gonna keep fucking. Ohhh, am I gonna fuck your ass-hole. This feels so good 
to me. What a screw, ohhh, this is glorious. This is wild. Ahhh, oooooh, 
what fucking." 

His hard, stabbing pecker kept on driving back and forth, sliding into the 
tightest inner confines of her anus. The harder that he fucked her, the 
deeper that he stabbed with his grinding cock, shoving it all the way into 
her tight rectal passage. 

The closer that he moved toward. climax, the busier Tommy wanted to become. 
So he reached out with both hands and started to slap wildly at his lover's 
ass cheeks while his hard, confident cock kept grinding and pushing, working 
with steady impact as he propelled himself forward toward an appetizing and 
delightful orgasm. 

Tommy kept slapping at her buttocks, and the harder that he slapped, the 
wilder and more quickly that she accommodated him by shoving her ass cheeks 
back and forth in response to his impassioned, steady stabs. 

A few burning movements later, it was all over. Tommy heaved one last, 
gulping sigh, then watched as his explosion emerged from the end of his 
cock. It unloaded into the innermost depths of her hot bowels as the cock 
juices kept splashing, spilling from the end of Tommy's hot ramrod and into 
her anus. 

When Tommy removed his grinding dick from her ass-hole, his friend Randy 
decided to try the same act. 

"Just stay where you are," Randy said, positioning himself on his knees. 

Rita felt the burning sensations in her ass-hole, but that wasn't about to 
stop her from receiving some more of the same. No, she wanted to obtain 
another wild ass fuck. Rita wanted to feel those quick, rapid-fire thrusts 
from her lover Randy, the same eager cock stabs that she had received just a 
few moments earlier from her friend, Tommy. 

"Let's really do it," she exclaimed. "Really fuck me, Randy. Let's get very 
well acquainted." 

Randy threw his head back and laughed, enjoying the way that his lover was 
talking. As a means of getting him even more enticed, she rhythmically 
flipped her buttocks from side to side. The faster that she did so, the 
greater the level of excitement that Randy felt in both his cock and balls. 

He felt the surging intensity in his testicles and Randy knew that he had to 
sink his steady, agitated dick as deeply as he knew how inside of his 
lover's anus. 

"Here we go," Randy said. "I'm gonna grind it into you." 

"She can take a great fuck," Tommy said. "You saw what happened when I 
pushed my cock inside of her." 

"Yes, I really did," Randy nodded, obviously impressed. "She showed she can 
really hold up. Okay, I'm gonna give her the same kind of action." 

He reached out with both hands and let them grab and twist as they asserted 
against Rita's ass cheeks. The tighter that his fingers squeezed against her 
buttocks, the more eager that he became to drive his dick as deeply as he 
knew how inside of her burning ass-hole. 

Randy gritted his teeth, tensed his leg muscles, then decided to proceed 
with his steaming rod, which he was about to let enter inside of her 
slightly twisting ass-hole. 

Rita felt a little nervous over the ass fuck that was about to take place. 
The thing that made her nervous was that she had never had Randy enter her 
anus, and she couldn't help but wonder just how good a screw he would give 
her. 

It was Rita's impression that Randy would do every bit as good as Tommy, 
considering the fact that he had done so well when he had rammed his 
cream-filled pecker deep inside of her mouth and slashed with it until every 
drop of his fiery, fluid cream had shot from the end of his long, steaming 
pole." 

"Here I go," he warned her. 

With that Randy slammed his long, hot stick frenziedly inside of her anus. 
He kept on pumping and shoving, driving his determined rod ever so eagerly 
inside of her anus as he flipped his body back and forth, living each and 
every effective thrust that he sent forth. 

The harder and faster that Randy pushed his pummeling dick inside of his 
lover's anus, the deeper that he drove his cock. He couldn't help but feel a 
tremendous exhilaration sweeping through his whole body as he kept up his 
stiff, grinding efforts, pumping with his hard, slamming peter as it moved 
inside of her ass-hole. 

The harder and faster that Randy pushed his dick, the more rapidly that he 
began to breathe. His heart began to palpitate, and with the additional 
adrenalin flow, he slid his resounding stick that much deeper inside of her 
ass-hole as he got set to explode his fiery droplets of thick, white jissum 
inside of her. 

A few quick, driving strokes later, the surging droplets of his orgasmic 
cream were lodged in his broiling testicles, and with one loud gasp, he 
watched while the first few drops of his load began to shoot inside of her 
ass-hole. 

"Ahhh, I'm there," he said. 

Randy reached out and gripped at the small of his lover's back, holding on 
tightly as he watched the drops of his searing, white fluid continue to 
shoot from the end of his erect stick and into her wild ass canal. 

When he turned loose, Tommy immediately reentered the scene. The tireless 
Tommy had been pumping his fingers up and down his hard stick during the 
last few minutes, while the wild fuck was taking place between Rita and 
Randy. 

Now it was Tommy's turn to move into action, and after a few quick, grinding 
finger stabs against his hard phallus, he was prepared to launch into 
another screw. 

"Turn over on your back," Tommy sharply commanded. 

Rita loved responding to Tommy's message. As she turned over, she extended 
her legs, awaiting his first significant cock blast inside of her tight, 
willing vagina. 

"Drive it into me," she smiled excitedly. "Come on, honey. Push it inside my 
pussy. Ohhh, really slide your cock, baby, fuck me. Yes, fuck me." 

Tommy moved his fingers up and down her thighs, then allowed them to come to 
rest against her fluid and flexible ass muscles. As he pushed his cock 
forward, her burning hips began to grind from side to side as she responded 
to Tommy's quick, forceful fuck stabs. 

Tightening her cunt muscles and twisting her hips, she did everything that 
she could to encourage Tommy as he kept up his captivating pace, driving his 
peter with enthusiasm and skill as he shoved it that much deeper inside of 
her cunt. 

The faster that Tommy pushed his cock inside of her blazing vaginal walls, 
the closer that Rita recognized she was moving toward a wild climax of her 
own. 

"Ohhh, I'm gonna have to shoot," Rita exclaimed. "Ahhh, keep fucking me. 
Gome on, blast away. Screw my mound. Screw it, baby. Ooooooh, I'm shooting. 
Yes, this feels so nice. Ohhh, ahhh, it's shooting out of me. All the 
beautiful juices. What a nice feeling. Ohhh, ahhh, I like it, ahhh, I really 
do like it." 

As Tommy watched the juices catapult from her wet mound, he stepped up the 
pace of his own fucking as his lengthy spear kept on driving, slashing 
magnificently as he pushed his cock deep inside of her organ. All the while 
he felt the burning urges in his steaming scrotum as he pushed that much 
closer to the state of ecstasy. 

"Ahhh, I've got a big load of my own on the way." he said. "Just hang in 
there, honey. Come on, flip your butt fast. Even faster than before. Come 
on, move your ass cheeks around. Slide them, ohhh, come on, slide them real 
nice." 

Her ass cheeks kept on diligently twisting, thrusting back and forth as 
Tommy kept up his skillful penetration inside of her mound. He loved 
gripping her flexible pussy muscles with every quick, devastating cock blast 
that he shoved inside of her organ. 

A few blasting cock thrusts later, the steaming drops of his orgasmic fluid 
started to shoot out of his rotating dick, which had glided ever so firmly 
and joyously inside of her burning twat. 

As Rita slid her buttocks back and forth, she recognized she was ready for 
another load. Rita heaved a prolonged sigh. 

"Ohhh, I'm shooting, too," Rita announced. "This is so good. We're really 
going all the way. Ohhh, it's nice to cut loose like this. It's so 
beautiful. What fucking, ohhh, honey, come on, keep shooting that hot, white 
juice into me." 

The torrential flood tide of burning cock fluid kept on spraying from the 
end of Tommy's lengthy pole as he watched the final few drops of his 
appetizing liquid shoot from the end of his steady organ and into her 
waiting pussy. 

"I guess I've had it for today," Tommy laughed. "It'll be a miracle if I can 
even walk out that door." 

"I guess we both lost plenty of protein," Randy laughed. 

"You both have, and I'm the guilty party," Rita said. "If I weren't so 
damned sexy, you guys wouldn't be losing all the juice." 

 CHAPTER 15 

The more conquests that Rita obtained in sex, the more wild her expectations 
became. 

Now Rita was no longer content to just have an occasional screw with 
somebody she knew like Tommy, Randy or Phillip. No, she desired to 
experiment, to find a variety of men that she could entice. The young girl 
began to look upon each and every man as a unique conquest, and the greater 
the number of men with whom she associated herself intimately, the prouder 
that she felt about her achievements. 

There were times when she would feel a little guilty over all that she was 
doing. Rita would remember how she looked upon her mother with such disgust 
at one time in her life over her mother's reputation for promiscuity, but 
now she was inclined to think that Eileen was living her life in an exciting 
fashion, and she looked upon her mother with an ever developing keen 
admiration. 

One Saturday after she had gone to the west end of London to see a movie, 
Rita was on the tube heading back to her flat. As she was just about ready 
to make a switch to another tube, she observed a man who appeared to be in 
his early forties sitting down next to her. 

Even though Rita knew that to continue on the subway would mean that she 
would miss connections for the train that would take her to the Marble Arch 
stop, where she always got off the tube prior to going home, she decided to 
stay on anyway. After all, this beautiful hunk of young woman found 
something enticing about this man. 

It wasn't that he was all that handsome. His hair was thinning slightly and 
he wore a mustache, but there was something in his eyes, and Rita liked his 
broad shoulders and his bulging biceps. To Rita he looked like a man's man, 
just the kind of individual who could give her a run for her money in a way 
that Ben the merchant sailor had. 

"Good afternoon," the man finally looked at her and smiled after she had 
looked at him curiously. 

"Hello," Rita replied. 

"So how are you?" 

"I'm fine." 

"My name is Harold." 

"Glad to know you, Harold. I'm Rita." 

"Fascinating. And you're an American." 

"That's right." 

"I've never been to bed with an American," he suddenly whispered into her 
ear. "It would be fun to try." 

Rita burst into laughter. Even though she was eager to go to bed with 
Harold, she didn't want to make it appear that she was a pushover. 

"You know, you're a pretty bold guy," she told him. "As a matter-of-fact, 
you act brazen." 

"Of course I do," he smiled, "Just as long as my wife and kids are away, 
like they are now. You see, my wife is in Birmingham visiting her sister. 
This means that I'm a footloose and imagine-free bachelor for a little 
while. I naturally want to take advantage of that situation in any way that 
I can." 

"Understandably so," she nodded. 

"My flat is over in Kensington. I'm gonna be getting off in a couple of 
stops. I'd feel most gratified if you joined me," he said. "I don't usually 
work Saturdays, but they were a man short today so I had to go in. I'm happy 
that I did, having the opportunity to meet you and all." 

"What type of work do you do, Harold?" 

"I'm a printer." 

By then Harold was so excited that he no longer wished to talk. Indeed, 
conversation was superfluous when he realized that there were other things 
he could do that would be far more exciting, tantalizing things that would 
excite this gorgeous young woman in all kinds of different ways. 

Harold reached out with his right hand, sliding his fingers soothingly 
against Rita's left leg. He pushed his body toward her in such a way so that 
nobody else could see him touching her thigh. 

"Get off with me," he whispered. 

"All right, I'd be glad to." 

They alighted from the tube a few moments later, walking several blocks to a 
tiny, modest flat in a middle-class section. 

"I hope to hell that nobody gets suspicious," Harold laughed. "If there were 
a lot of old biddies around here, I wouldn't even try it, but it's mainly 
young studs who are always bringing broads up, and they don't give a damn." 

A few minutes later they were inside Harold's flat. It was small and 
comfortable without being lavish in any way. It appeared to be a rather 
cheery, middle-classed flat. 

Harold immediately reached out and began to unbutton Rita's blouse. 
Instantly her hips began to wiggle nervously as the printer asserted his 
fingers quickly, removing her blouse. When he pulled at her bra straps, 
releasing her bra, Harold decided to reach out and get a quick feel of her 
warm, pliable tits. 

Rita loved the way that men responded to her voluptuous breasts. As Harold 
reached out and grabbed hold of them, twisting and turning his fingers as he 
glided them over her tits, she laughed loudly and triumphantly, happy with 
the knowledge that another man was paying court to her and was ever so eager 
to see that she enjoyed herself in every way. 

"Damned, what knockers," he said. "My old lady's knockers were never this 
good. Of course, now they droop a little. The damned bitch hasn't taken care 
of herself in the way that she should have. But even at her best she wasn't 
this good. Damned, I wish I was married to somebody like you." 

His fingers kept on curling and twisting as they made firm, aggressive 
contact with her bountiful breasts. The more rapidly that his fingers swept 
against her hot bosoms, the more eagerness that Rita felt. Thoroughly 
enjoying the way that her lover was coming on, she decided to beg him for 
more in the way of beautiful contact. 

"Take off my skirt," she sighed. "Come on, dear. I want you to get it off. 
Ohhh, I want it so badly. I want you to give me some beautiful sex. Come on, 
let's do it. Let's go all the way." 

"I'm all for that," Harold concurred. 

Reaching out with his right hand, Harold's trembling fingers went to work on 
Rita's skirt. Her hips danced back and forth as she watched him pull and tug 
at the skirt, which slid finally down her legs and off of her. Dropping down 
to his knees, Harold sought to finish the job. It was his next desire to 
remove her panties, after which she would be totally nude. 

When she slid out of her panties, Harold jumped up from the floor. Ever so 
smoothly and swiftly, he removed his shirt and trousers. When he finished 
removing his shorts, he grabbed her by the hand. 

"The bedroom's this way," he pointed. 

As soon as they arrived in the bedroom, Harold reached out and threw his 
strong arms around Rita's trim waist. Ever so breathlessly, he held her 
against him, pressing his chest against her breasts. Even though it hurt her 
a little because he was bearing down so hard, she couldn't help but love the 
aggressive, determined way in which Harold was asserting himself. 

"That feels so nice, darling," she smiled. "Baby, come on, give me some wild 
action. I want it so bad. Ohhh, ahhh, I really do want it so bad." 

As Harold eased her body into the bed, Rita listened to the sounds of his 
heavy breathing, recognizing that Harold was every bit as excited about 
entering into sex with her as she was with the prospect of being laid by 
him. 

Rita ever so expertly manipulated her smooth hips, doing everything that she 
could to excite Harold in every way. Rita's motivation was even greater in 
the case of Harold than it had been with certain other men because of the 
fact that he had seemed so despondent over the kind of sex he was receiving 
from his wife. If she could provide him with some enlightenment and 
happiness through wiggling her ass a certain way, then so be it, she would 
do it. 

The quicker that her ass cheeks swiveled back and forth, the more intense 
the expression that continued to develop on Harold's face as he sought to 
launch into some decisive sex activity. 

The printer looked down at his bulging cock, then reached out with his left 
hand, permitting his fingers plenty of latitude as they slid against her 
warm, excited pussy. His fingers kept on pressing and pushing against Rita's 
snatch hairs. A few strokes later, Harold began to manipulate his fingers 
inside of her vagina. They kept shoving back and forth, determinedly and 
convincingly driving into the wet softness of her velvety vagina as she 
moved ever closer to an orgasm. 

"Ahhh, you'll have me off in no time," she told Harold. 

"Nothing wrong with that." 

"No, I guess not, ohhh, keep exciting me." 

Harold's stirring finger antics continued as he pressed and shoved with 
them, pushing them inside of her hot slit. A few timely strokes later, the 
juices shot from her pussy. Harold then released his fingers from her pussy. 

"Here I go," Harold said. 

Harold pushed his piercing peter forward, jackknifing his whole body as he 
shoved his savage spear inside of her twisting vagina for the first time. 

When Harold entered Rita's cunt, her ass cheeks and hips ever so nimbly slid 
back and forth as they reacted to his blazing, devastating cock stabs. 

The faster that Harold shoved his burning pole inside of Rita's twisting 
twat, the closer he recognized he was moving. This beautiful young girl was 
giving him as good a piece of ass as he had ever received in his life. 
Harold loved the way that her hips would flare every time that his intense 
spear would shove inside of her furry slit. 

A few driving, jolting peter pushes later, his long pole was ready to 
explode. 

As Harold's body pushed back and forth a few more times, the stirring 
droplets of his thick, white cream began to spray from the end of his hot 
stick. 

"I'm off, ohhh, it's great to be off," Harold said. "Now you can blow it. 
Come on, go down on me. Suck my cock. That will be such a thrill. Darling, 
you can.do it." 

Harold was the kind of man who could use force, and that impressed Rita. 
When he reached out with his trembling, sweaty fingers, shoving them against 
her head, she dropped her head ever so faithfully down between Harold's 
legs. 

"Suck my burning balls," he said. "That first juice stream was just a 
warm-up. So come on and suck. Really push your tongue." 

Her tongue glided about with piston-like surges as it slid and sliced 
against Harold's steaming scrotum. It only took a few strokes before Harold 
knew that he needed to have this beautiful young woman go to work with her 
tongue against the base of his rigid prong. 

"Go down on my dick," he gulped. "Come on, stroke with your tongue. You're 
gonna bring me off. Suck. Come on, suck the juices out of my pecker." 

Harold held on even tighter to her head than before as Rita subserviently 
drove her tongue against the steely tip of his sizeable member. At first her 
tongue worked with slow, tickling movements, but before long she stepped up 
her pace, asserting it boldly and eagerly as she let it connect time and 
again, driving it along the lengthy surface of his peter. 

He was impressed by each and every driving tongue stab that his lover kept 
on sending forth. His testicles tickled with each and every racing plunge 
that she firmly applied to the smooth, agitated base of his lengthy tool. 

"Come on, a few more strokes," he said. "Keep stroking me. Ahhh, I love it." 

Harold's buttocks wiggled a few times, and at that point the juices began to 
splash inside of her mouth. Harold observed with great fascination the 
faithful manner in which Rita sought to collect the penis fluids that 
sprayed from the end of his long pole. Her tongue kept on working, sliding 
eagerly as she caught every last droplet of his hot spray. 

When she removed her tongue from his lengthy dick, Harold threw his arms 
around her and kissed her forehead. 

"I like that," Harold said. "And now I'm gonna dominate you again. You know, 
you're giving me all kinds of action like my wife doesn't. You like blow 
jobs, I can see that. I'll bet you'd love to be ass fucked, too." 

Without even waiting for an answer, Harold once again proved just how much 
of a take-charge guy he could be in the act of sex. The still-excited 
printer reached out with both hands and grabbed at her thighs. He pinched 
and squeezed them, finally throwing them over his shoulders. 

With Rita's legs locked firmly in place, Harold looked down at her inviting 
anal canal, which he was determined to shove his grinding fuck stick inside 
of. 

Harold heaved a loud gasp, then went to work, driving his sturdy pole inside 
of her ass passage. While her hips wiggled, Harold projected himself at a 
devastating clip, driving his cock with solid grace and force as it kept on 
whipping sharply inside of her ass-hole. 

"So nice, so firm," Harold said. "You have a beautiful ass. I recognized 
that right in the beginning. Right from the time I started talking to you." 

Harold's fingers slid soothingly back and forth against Rita's buttocks as 
he kept driving his hot dong ever deeper inside her ass-hole. Rita loved his 
knifing stabs and sought to encourage him in every way, right up until the 
time that the thick, white semen would explode with scalding anxiety from 
the end of his turgid, steely prong. 

"Keep fucking, keep fucking," she declared impatiently, "I like the way 
you're stabbing me. What a hot fuck. Keep grinding, baby, keep stabbing." 

A few forceful, determined cock strokes later, the flaming droplets of his 
thick, hard, steaming jissum exploded from the end of his blazing stem. 

Harold heaved a sigh of satisfaction as the final few drops of his steaming 
cum shot from him and into his lover's anal passage. 

 CHAPTER 16 

For as long as Rita had been living with her mother in the Portman Square 
flat, she'd always been fascinated from a distance by John Paxton. 

Even though he was a tall, handsome, well-dressed solicitor, he generally 
kept to himself and he projected a look of despair on his face. 

One afternoon when, by chance, Eileen and Rita had encountered John as he 
was entering the building and they were leaving, Rita made an observation. 

"He looks so sad so much of the time," Rita said. "I know," Eileen agreed. 
"I've heard around the grapevine what the problem is." 

"What is it?" Rita inquired. "It's his ex-wife." 

"He's divorced?" 

"Yes, and he's still carrying a torch for her. It's pretty pathetic. He's 
such a nice guy and his ex-wife was something of a nymphomaniac, wanting to 
sleep with just about any guy would jump under the sheets with her. So poor 
John is still moaning about her. He sent her to psychiatrists, did 
everything he could, but it was no use. And then, on top of everything else, 
she finally told him that she wanted the divorce, and didn't mince any words 
either. So the poor guy got kicked every which way, even though he was doing 
his very best to help her." 

"Gosh, that's too bad. He's a good-looking guy, too." 

"I know, I'd love to help him get over the doldrums," Eileen smiled, "but I 
don't think there's any way of snapping him out of it. I guess it's just 
something he's gonna have to come out of on his own." 

One afternoon Rita happened to observe John Paxton walking aimlessly through 
Hyde Park. The young girl, growing more curious all the time, decided to 
trail after him, making it appear that she was happening upon him strictly 
by chance. 

When she finally came into contact with him, she pretended to be totally 
surprised. 

"Hello, John," she began with a smile. 

"Good afternoon, Rita." 

"Mind if I walk with you?" 

"No, not at all." 

They walked for the better part of an hour, during the course of which John 
brought up the subject of his ex-wife. Rita did everything that she could to 
steer him away from that conversational topic, trying to instill in him the 
importance of establishing new ties in his life and seeking to get over the 
pains of the lost association. 

Eventually they began walking back to their respective flats. Instead of 
walking up to her flat, Rita followed John to his. 

"Thank you for the walk," John said a little awkwardly as they stood at the 
door. 

It was obvious to Rita that John was extremely nervous over this beautiful 
young girl accompanying him to the door of his flat. The solicitor did not 
know whether he should ask her in or not. 

"Why don't you ask me inside?" Rita finally asked boldly. 

"Well, I guess I could. I was going to have a spot of tea. You could join me 
if you like." 

"I think that would be wonderful," she smiled. "Yes, I'd definitely like 
that." 

While Rita and John had tea, both of them sitting on the same sofa, Rita 
decided to take advantage of the situation that was looming at her disposal. 
It was her gut feeling that down deep John Paxton was a man of smoldering 
intensity who desperately needed some sexual communication with an 
attractive female at that point in his life, something to throw off the yoke 
of tragedy that rested upon his shoulders in the form of his ex-wife. 

Without making it obvious, Rita kept on angling her body ever closer to that 
of the handsome solicitor. Finally she sat just a scant few inches away, and 
after they finished the tea, Rita reached out and began to grope with her 
fingers at his crotch. 

His eyes filled quickly with terror, and John Paxton's whole body trembled. 
"Please, what are you doing, Rita?" he gulped. "Relax, it's important for 
you to relax," Rita said. Rita's fingers kept on twisting and sliding 
against the material of his trousers, but what disappointed her was that his 
penis was not even beginning to get hard. Rita could see that there probably 
was a psychological block present on John Paxton. The idea of getting hard 
for another woman no doubt scared him and, on top of that, she had taken him 
totally by surprised with her bold conduct. 

She reached down and began to slowly unzip his trousers. Deciding that it 
was best to slow up her pace a little, Rita finished unzipping his trousers, 
then reached inside his shorts, pulling out his long but totally limp cock. 

"I'll pump life into this in no time," Rita assured him. 

As John Paxton sat on the sofa, his legs trembling, Rita reached out and 
gripped solidly at the tip of his cock. She employed her fingers against it, 
letting them twist and turn slowly. After keeping up those movements for a 
few strokes, she moved her fingers downward, allowing them to manipulate 
against his testicles. 

"Just keep relaxing," she told him. "Hang loose, John. Relax a little and 
you'll get yourself a good fuck." 

Following a few minutes of steady, determined finger stabs against his 
balls, she started to employ her fingers with brisk efficiency against his 
still lifeless spear. After she had exercised her fingers against it for a 
little while, it suddenly began to show signs of life, which made Rita feel 
happy and precipitated even more rapid finger activity on her part. 

"You're coming right along," she told him. "Yeah, you're gonna get right up 
there, honey. I'm gonna suck it off, I'm gonna suck your hard dick." 

Her fingers kept steadily driving, moving with ever greater speed as the 
crescendo built. Looking down at his now bulging balls, Rita felt a 
tremendous degree of triumph, realizing just how much she had accomplished 
through her efforts. 

"Now it's time to start sucking," Rita said. "There's really no reason to be 
scared of any of this, darling. This is fucking, glorious fucking, fucking 
at its best." 

She dropped down to her knees, playing with her lover's balls for a few 
strokes, then shoving her tongue forward. Rita's tongue began peppering 
sharply against his swollen scrotum. She loved the way that his hips began 
to glide as his whole body reacted to the warm, captivating strokes that she 
supplied with her hot, red tongue. 

Her tongue kept moving and twisting, gliding against his taut, agitated 
testicles for a few strokes more. When she removed her tongue from his hot 
nuts, she let it go to work against his dick. 

At first Rita concentrated exclusively on the tip of his organ, but as the 
stroking continued, she started to glide her tongue up and down the full 
length of his now hard, erect organ. 

"Have you ever brought me out," John gulped. "I love this, darling. I like 
the way you're tonguing me. Ahh, come on, suck my cock. Keep driving your 
tongue. Keep working it against my prick. Ohhh, ahhh, I love those strokes. 
I love the way you're stroking my pecker." 

His lover's head kept bobbing up and down, and all the while her tongue 
worked at the same feverish anxiety pitch as she moved him that much closer 
to an agitating climax. 

While Rita's tongue kept on pressing and pushing against John's bulging 
ramrod, she reached down and gripped at his balls. Her fingers kept on 
moving sharply, driving with great steadiness and purpose as she pushed him 
only a few strokes away from the precipice of orgasmic bliss. 

He pushed his hips back and forth a few times, then heaved a sigh as the 
first few stimulating droplets of his hot, thick, orgasmic stream commenced 
to spray from the end of his lengthy dick and into her waiting mouth. 

"Ahhh, it's so great to unload," he said. "You're gonna have to swallow it, 
honey. Ohhh, collect every drop of it. Baby, ohhh, can you suck. Ahhh, eat 
it." 

By then John had become a take-charge, thoroughly dominant man as he reached 
out with his long, trembling, sweating fingers and let them run through his 
lover's hair. All the while he kept on gasping and sighing as the steaming 
drops of his thick white cock fluid continued to spray and splash from the 
end of his mammoth tool and into her waiting mouth. 

As for Rita, she enjoyed the wild deluge, and she was determined to bring 
every droplet of stimulating cream under her control. Her tongue kept 
wiggling, twisting sharply, eager to collect the solid droplets of the 
thick, savory cream as she went after it, swallowing the liquid drops of his 
jissum. 

When she removed her tongue finally from his cock, John looked at her and 
smiled. It was a smile of great gratitude over what Rita had accomplished 
for him. 

"What a blow job," he said. 

"This is just the beginning," Rita told him. "I want to go in the bedroom 
and take off my clothes, provided that you don't mind." 

"My dear, if you hadn't suggested it, I definitely would have," John Paxton 
told her with a wild grin. "You're making me come alive again. And it's 
happening at a time that I definitely needed it." 

"I'd say so. Anyway, I don't see that look of defeat on your face now." 

"No, it's gone. You took it away. So now I'm ready to take charge. I'm ready 
to show you what's going to happen." 

"I guess that's fair enough," she laughed. "I got you started, and now 
you're gonna turn things around and do some beautiful things for me." 

"Yes, like right now." 

Rita watched with mounting fascination and joy as John jumped up from the 
sofa and began to massage his swollen slab of hot cock meat. 

 CHAPTER 17 

Rita had watched ever so carefully as her now thoroughly aroused and 
confident lover John Paxton had played with his cock. 

When Paxton decided that he had received enough in the way of masturbatory 
stimulation, he removed his fingers from his broiling rod and stalked 
eagerly into the bedroom, where without saying a word, the torrid solicitor 
began to remove his clothes. 

"You can take a page from me," John said, panting with ever-mounting 
ecstasy. "Come on, take everything off. Let's really have ourselves a nice 
fuck." 

Her fingers went to work with great, unabounded joy as Rita quickly wiggled 
out of her dress. She couldn't help but think just how much quicker she was 
getting when it came to undressing. Perhaps she had been a little slow in 
her early affairs and maybe there had been a little hesitancy. But no 
longer. No, Rita thought, she was now a very aggressive girl who certainly 
knew what it was all about when it came to engaging in all kinds of splendid 
sensual activity. 

When she finished removing her panties and bra, John Paxton, who had just 
finished taking off his shorts, heaved a deep gasp. It was the first time 
that he had ever seen her curvaceous body totally exposed, and the longer 
that his aroused eyes focused on her lovely form, the greater the amount of 
enthusiasm that rippled throughout his entire body. 

"What a bod you've got," he said. "It's time for me to completely take 
charge of it." 

"My thighs are opened and waiting for you," Rita panted. "Do anything you 
want to me. Just dominate me. Just command me, darling. I want you to 
command me. Yes, get right into it. Give me a nice fuck. Give me a glorious, 
wonderful screw. Ohhh, yes, I want it, ohhh, do I ever enjoy it." 

John threw himself down on top of the bed. As his lover extended her legs, 
he reached down with his right hand and permitted his fingers to twist and 
turn as they worked their way inside of her already wet and willing vagina. 

His fingers kept on busily asserting themselves as they twisted and thrust 
against her pussy. For a few strokes John would stimulate her by running his 
fingers against her hairy twat, after which he would then shove them inside 
of her velvety pink vaginal slit. He toyed with her clit a few times, then 
extended his movements around the entire inner folds of her snatch flesh. 

"That feels good," she said. "Keep it up. Ohhh, you're gonna bring me off." 

His busy fingers kept on moving, gliding sharply with determined impact as 
he zealously shoved them inside of her scorching snatch. A few quick, 
determined strokes later, the pussy droplets shot from her mound and into 
his fingers, after which she then heaved a deep gasp. 

"Ahhh, that was nice," she nodded. "Did I ever love that. You brought me 
off." 

John wasn't about to even make a comment. After all, he was much too busy 
contemplating his next course of action. Paxton reached out with both hands, 
allowing his fingers to grip sharply against his lover's hot, solid breasts. 

"I wanted to touch these nobs the second I looked at them after you 
stripped," John said. "What a body you have, baby. Just perfect for me to 
touch." 

His fingers kept on moving with stimulating passion and joy as they 
connected with her hot, taut nipples. After a few more twisting strokes, he 
removed his fingers from her breasts and prepared to project his cock 
forward inside of her pussy. 

John shoved his mammoth stick forward, allowing it to make its quick, 
initial impact inside of her slippery slit. 

Her whole body began to charge back and forth as she responded to his quick, 
decisive penis stabs. The more rapidly that he shoved his cock inside of her 
hot pussy, the closer that John Paxton moved toward a stimulating orgasm. 

His hips kept on twisting, and all the while his piston-like penis kept on 
jackknifing as his entire body shoved forward, pushing and stroking as he 
moved that much nearer to climax. 

"Here I go," he said. "Ohhh, you're ready, ohhh, you're ready, and my gun is 
gonna shoot. It's all gonna spray out of me. You want it, ohhh, I know you 
want it." 

He watched as the stirring drops of his energy-laden peter came splashing 
from his tool and into her twisting, ever-receptive pussy. 

"Ohhh, are you ever unloading inside me," she sighed. "Baby, keep on shoving 
your prick. It's such a good feeling. Ahhh, this is a good screw." 

When John removed his hard dick from her pussy, she reached out and started 
to tug at it. After all, his cock was beginning to droop just a little from 
all of the pulsating activity of which she had been a part. So now it was 
Rita's objective to get his once-smoldering organ back up to its former 
state of erection. 

Her fingers kept moving sharply, driving solidly against his prick flesh as 
his rod started to regain its former hardness. The faster that her fingers 
moved, the louder that John began to pant as he was quickly being pushed 
back to the state where he had been before, that at which he was prepared to 
launch into another blazing fuck. 

"You can let go now," he finally pantingly told her. "I'm ready to fuck you 
again. Say, you know what I'd like to do? I'd like to stab my cock in your 
ass. I'll bet you'd love to be ass fucked." 

"It's my favorite," she gulped. "Come on, John. Just shove your blazing tool 
inside me. Give me a good screw. Ohhh, fuck me." 

But before John Paxton was about to unload his cock inside his lover's 
ass-hole, he instead wanted to push his tongue inside of her anus. John 
wanted to assert himself boldly and convincingly by driving his tongue 
inside of her anus. So he pushed his tongue forward, letting it stab and 
thrust inside of his lover's fiery ass-hole. 

He could tell from the way that she gasped ever so loudly just how much she 
was enjoying every quick, bold, thrusting tongue stab that he sent her way. 
John's tongue kept on stabbing ever so seethingly, working its way deep 
inside her tight anal passage. 

When he removed his tongue from Rita's ass-hole, John reached up and twisted 
his fingers against her taut nipples a few times. When he withdrew his 
fingers from Rita's nipples, John was prepared to launch into some wild, 
grinding cock stabs. 

"Here I go," he gulped. "I'm gonna fuck your ass-hole. I'm gonna do it right 
now." 

John reached out and grabbed at his lover's thighs, throwing them ovor his 
shoulders. By then he was ready to rotate his hard, surging peter. John felt 
as if he was being born again. After all, he had been in a despondent, 
defeated frame of mind for so long, and now he was being brought out of it 
through the erotic presence of a gorgeous, young, teenage, American girl 
whose overactive buttocks kept on slipping and sliding from side to side as 
she anticipated receiving his quick, determined cock stabs. 

Holding onto her thighs ever so tightly, he pushed his solid prick forward. 
His steady peter raced with great conviction as he tore with his rangy tool, 
slamming it solidly as it worked back and forth inside of her anus. 

"Ohhh, my balls are itching like hell," he told her triumphantly. "Do I love 
shoving it into you." 

With stout, steady determination, his lengthy, grinding tool kept on working 
ever deeper inside of her ass-hole. He rammed it steadily inside of her anal 
ring, and all the while her ass cheeks twisted back and forth as she 
responded to his quick, pole-axing stabs while his steadily grinding organ 
worked that much deeper inside of her flaming anus. 

"Ahhh, you can't keep up a fuck like this for long," he told her. 

John by then had completely changed into a take-charge guy in the realm of 
sex. The horny solicitor reached down with both hands, slapping at her 
buttocks a few times as the thick white cream was about ready to erupt from 
his torrid, tempestuous balls and into her ass-hole. 

He kept on determinedly driving his stick deep inside of her hot bowels, and 
finally there was nowhere else to go. Immersed in a sea of wild passion, he 
heaved a loud gasp as the storming droplets of his thick, hot peter fluid 
began to spray from the end of his splashing dick and into her ass-hole. 

"Ahhh, I'm off," he said triumphantly. "What a feeling. Ohhh, ahhh, I'm off, 
ohhhhh, it's glorious. Damned, what a feeling. Oooooh, aaahhh, I'm off." 

When John removed his cock from Rita's ass-hole, Rita got up from the bed 
and began to put her clothes back on. The young girl looked over at John and 
smiled, happy with the knowledge that she had done something highly 
creditable for him. 

"You wanted it and you got it," she said. "I knew how badly you needed it, 
darling. I wanted to give you a chance to cut loose." 

"I got it and took advantage of it," he said, "but if it hadn't been for you 
I might not have ever had the nerve to ever do it. I've got you to thank, my 
dear." 

A few minutes later, after having another cup of tea with John Paxton, Rita 
left his flat. 

Just as she was about to enter her own flat, she heard a friendly voice call 
out to her. 

When Rita turned to acknowledge the voice, she observed her old friend 
Phillip James, who was walking toward her carrying baggage in both hands. 

"I'm back after a long trip," he said. "How about dropping in to see me?" 

Rita wasn't about to say anything concerning her recently completed sex 
joust with John Paxton. All she would do would be to suggest a shower. That 
would enable her to rinse off her sweaty body and get a little more 
comfortable, by which time she would be ready to engage in a wild, 
passionate sexual encounter with Phillip. 

"Let's go," she said. 

"That's what I like about you," he chuckled. "You're always full of 
enthusiasm, my sweet. That's so good. I love your kind of enthusiasm." 

Rita enticed Phillip into the shower. He was just as happy to take a shower 
with her, since he had been traveling a long time and his body was sweaty. 

They took turns soaping each other down. Phillip enjoyed it in particular 
when Rita shoved the bar of soap inside of his ass-hole. The sexy pilot 
enjoyed the anal stimulation, the act of being goosed by this gorgeous young 
girl. 

"Pretty good," he said. "Now let the soap sweep against my dick." 

Ever so solidly, she brought the soap into contact with his long, hard stem. 
Back and forth she kept on manipulating it, allowing it to grind against his 
turgid member. The faster that the soap came into contact with his cock, the 
greater the amount of enjoyment that rippled through Phillip's body as he 
began to anticipate with great fondness the act of rolling around in the bed 
with her and engaging in some beautiful sex contact. 

Finally they exited the shower, after which they toweled off their bodies in 
silence. Several times Phillip looked over at Rita's captivating form, 
delighting in its loveliness. 

"You always look great," he told her. "I guess absence makes the heart grow 
fonder. When I've been away for a while, you always look that much better." 

"You're away too much of the time," Rita complained smilingly. "I really 
love fucking with you. When you're away, I've got to spend more time 
diddling." 

"I don't imagine you have to spend too much time with your fingers in your 
pussy unless you want to," Phillip laughed. "Not a beautiful girl like you." 

They quickly moved into the bedroom, after which a panting, assertive 
Phillip shoved his cock toward Rita's mouth. 

"Here I go," he said. "We've got a beautiful throat fuck coming up. I'm 
gonna shove this hot poker inside of your mouth. I'm gonna keep shoving it. 
I'm gonna slam it in your mouth until all of the juices shoot. So just get 
ready, honey. This is gonna be a fuck." 

His hard, aroused peter made its initial contact inside of her mouth. 
Phillip kept on charging and slashing with his steaming cock, driving it 
deeply and solidly as it kept on making sturdy impact with her mouth. 
Phillip slammed it sharply inside of her throat, loving every quick, 
twisting, throbbing prick stab as his grinding, solid member kept on 
stabbing and manipulating inside of her mouth. 

"Ahhh, is this good," he said. "It's all gonna splash out of me. What a 
feeling. Damned, ohhh, I hate being away from you so long." 

Even though Rita could scarcely breathe, she enjoyed every quick, jolting 
peter thrust that he sent her way. His hairy legs trembled as they rotated 
back and forth on both sides of her head. 

Rita reached up and grabbed at his hairy, warm legs, her fingers gripping 
sharply as he kept pushing his steely rod ever deeper into her mouth. 

A few lightning cock strokes later, the first few droplets of his hot, 
profuse cock stream began to spray from the end of his devastating tool and 
into her mouth. 

"Ahhh, oooooh, what a fuck," he sighed. "My balls are itching, ohhh, ahhh, 
baby, doll, this is screwing. Yeah, ohhhh, what a beautiful, delightful 
fuck, darling." 

Phillip followed up that fuck with another one in rapid succession. He 
reached down and slid his finger inside her ass-hole a few times, gripping 
and stabbing with it, after which he then released it. 

A big smile surfaced on Phillip's lips as he watched the way that his 
gorgeous young lover twisted her ass cheeks, letting him know just how much 
she wanted to be sodomized. 

"Up my ass," she begged. "Come on, grind your cock up my ass-hole. That's 
what I want, baby. Come on, just shove your cock up between my buns." 

Phillip nodded, going immediately to work, allowing his hard, stabbing 
member to make its initial thrusting impact felt inside of her anus. His 
hard, forceful, enterprising cock kept on slamming and gripping as it worked 
its way inside of her tight anal passage. The harder that he slammed his 
cock into the passionate innermost depths of her ass-hole, the closer that 
he moved. 

Ever so inexorably, he kept up his thrusting, hard, dedicated movements. A 
few passionate strokes later, the drops of his thick fluid shot from the end 
of his joy stick and inside of her ass-hole. 

"Damned, what a fuck you always give me," she said. "I love getting 
dominated." 

The more that Rita thought about it, the truer the statement became. After 
all, she was getting plenty of sex action now and the more that she 
received, the greater the amount of sex that she desired in the future. 


THE END
