Hot Pants Babysitter
by Ray Todd 
(SE-1028)


FOREWORD 

As our modem society becomes increasingly urbanized, and the overall family 
structure weaker, we are seeing more and more of the phenomenon known as 
amorality. As a result, we are becoming more aware of corruption in all 
circles, and more aware that there are those people who have placed little 
value on morals-people who know neither good nor bad. 

The young girl in this story, Amy O'Brian, is a child of the present. Living 
the life of the existential hedonist, she refuses to worry about tomorrow 
and rarely thinks of the past. Her main concern is for today and the 
pleasures it brings. For Amy, sex is merely something to be enjoyed, 
carrying neither emotional ties nor moral overtones. 

HOT PANTS BABYSITTER-the story of a young girl who truly embodies the life 
style of many in our society, a presentiment of what the future holds. Her 
story is one which holds a lesson for as all. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Little Amy O'Brian was spread out bare-assed naked on a cot in the back room 
of Hans Gottenmier's candy store. The proprietor was standing next to the 
cot with his pants and shorts around his ankles, excitedly stroking his cock 
as he stared down at the youngster. 

Amy was a pretty young girl of fourteen with fiery red hair and a faint 
dusting of freckles across her nose. Staring down between Amy's legs, Hans 
Gottenmier could see little drops of hot juices dripping out from between 
the soft pink cuntlips that were waiting for his stiff prick. The 
sixty-year-old man was always more than willing to pay the youngster five 
dollars for the weekly fuck in the back room of his candy store. When Amy 
had been much younger, she'd let him screw her for a bag of randy, but now 
at fourteen, she insisted on money and the old man still considered it a 
bargain. 

"Hurry up, Mr. Gottenmier," she said. "I ain't got all day." 

"Relax, darling," he whispered. "I just love to look at your cute little 
pussy." 

"I know," she giggled. "But you're payin' to fuck it, not admire it." 

Kneeling down on the cot, he crawled up between her soft thighs, his whole 
skinny body shaking with excitement. Amy didn't mind letting the old man 
screw her for five bucks. He had a nice hard cock and she enjoyed any prick 
as long as it was stiff enough. 

"Oh, Mr. Gottenmier," she giggled, guiding the head of his prick into her 
slit with her fingers. "Your big cock feels so nice and hard today." 

Pleased by the youngster's flattery, he quickly drove the length of his 
stiff boner all the way up into the hot wetness of her tight little cunt. 

"Does that feel good?" she whispered, listening to the man's excited 
breathing. 

"God, yes," he panted, lying perfectly motionless over her warm young body. 

"Good," she smiled. "I love it when you fuck my hot little cunt. Your big 
juicy cock just drives me wild." 

Amy had learned that her customers enjoyed her dirty words and flattery. It 
really seemed to turn them on, adding an extra excitement to their fuck 
sessions. 

"That's it, baby," whispered Amy when he began thrusting his hard tool in 
and out. "Fuck me good. I love that nice big prick of yours." 

This wasn't entirely flattery that the girl was using, because she did enjoy 
his nice big dick, or any other nice big prick. Letting men fuck her was a 
part time business for the girl, but she loved every second of it. She was 
soon writhing wildly around on the cot as the man sawed his stiff cock in 
and out of her cunt at an ever increasing tempo. 

"Do you like my hot little pussy?" she whispered, grinding her tight young 
slit up around the base of his plunging dong. 

"Yes, honey," he panted. "I love your pussy." 

Amy shuddered at the feel of the man's pole rubbing against the hot walls of 
her fuck-hole, the thick ridges of his mushroom-shaped knob slithering 
deliciously through the excited inner flesh of her sucking, squeezing cunt. 

"Oh, Mr. Gottenmier," she whispered, conscious of nothing but the erotic 
sensations and the delicious slurping sound of his big thick cock pumping in 
and out of her hot slippery hole as his lusty balls slapped wetly against 
the soft flesh of her cute little juice-drenched ass. As always, little Amy 
was carried away by the feel of a hard dick pounding into her gash, 
regardless of who it belonged to. 

"Oh, Christ, baby!" she squealed when the man further speeded the tempo of 
his long smooth thrusts. "That's it, honey! Give it to me good!" 

The delicious sensations seemed to intensify as the man continued fucking 
his stiff cock into her. She suddenly thought how wonderful it was to be 
paid for something she enjoyed so much. 

"Ooooooooh, yes!" she cried out with joy as he began driving his stiff cunt 
faster and deeper into her grasping little cunt. "That's it, Mr. Gottenmier, 
that's it!" 

Looking up she could see his wrinkled old face panting over her, yet there 
was a fire in his eyes that strangely excited her. Even if she were paid for 
it, little Amy was always thrilled when she could see how much the customers 
were enjoying her body. 

There was nothing in the world that Hans Gottenmier looked forward to as 
much as his weekly fuck with the cute little redhead. He'd been screwing the 
juicy little kid for two years, and now at the age of sixty, he never had 
any trouble getting a hard-on when he saw her little naked body. In his long 
life, the old man had never experienced such a tight hot pussy as the one 
between Amy's shapely little legs. Thrusting his cock in and out, his big 
juice-drenched shaft was throbbing excitedly as it slithered against the 
soft slippery ridges of her foam-slick cunt walls. Crazed with the intense 
joy that was racing up and down through his prick, he was driving his tool 
into the young girl's slippery fuck-hole with a savage intensity. 

"That's it, you sweet fucker!" she sobbed in rapture as his enraged shaft 
drilled violently into her lusting pussy. "Fuck me honey, fuck me hard!" 

Further excited by the youngster's squeals of delight, the depraved man was 
plunging his cock deeper and harder into her hot little hole. 

"Give it to me, baby! Give me hell!" she shrieked, feeling his iron-hard rod 
ripping and tearing into her shuddering flesh. With every violent thrust of 
his shaft, he was lifting the child's sweet young ass off the cot. The 
delicious ecstasy was almost more than the delirious girl could stand. 

"Bang me!" she screamed, sinking her nails and teeth into his bony 
shoulders. "Fuck, Mr. Gottenmier, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" 

Suddenly, the girl's entire world exploded into a giant orgasm when she felt 
the man's hot jizz squirting up into her pussy. 

"Oh, sweet shit!" she squealed. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!" 

Clinging tightly to him, she writhed her hot slit up around the base of his 
cock as it continued filling her cunt with cum. 

Later as Amy walked out onto the crowded street, she was struck by the 
stench of the crumby neighborhood. It was hot and humid, the early summer 
sun burning down on the asphalt. The child had never known anything else but 
these filthy slums, and fighting for her survival, she was only vaguely 
aware that there was another lifestyle beyond these dirty buildings. 
Hurrying along the crowded sidewalk, she was hoping that Tony would be 
waiting for her on the corner. Mr. Gottenmier had kept her longer than she'd 
expected, and she was afraid that Tony would be gone. She was suddenly 
relieved to see him leaning against a building near the corner. 

"Hi, Tony," she smiled, hurrying up to him. 

"Where the hell you been?" he snapped, taking the match stick out of his 
mouth. 

"I'm sorry," she said. "I got hung up." 

"We gotta hurry," snapped the boy. "My papers will be here in a few 
minutes." 

Tony was a dark swarthy boy of seventeen, and because of having lost one arm 
in a violent gang fight a few years ago, he eked out a living selling 
newspapers. 

"Have you got the money?" asked Amy. 

"You said only three bucks, didn't you?" he mumbled. 

"Yep," she grinned. "That's your special price, but don't tell nobody about 
it!" 

When he'd handed her the crumpled bills, Amy led him around the corner and 
up an alley. Stepping behind a big pile of rubbish that was stacked against 
the building, the girl quickly dropped her panties and jeans. 

"I ain't gonna get my back all scratched up on this fuckin' pavement," she 
giggled, leaning over and resting her arms on the top of a garbage can. 
"You're gonna have to fuck me from the rear." 

Unbuckling his pants and letting them fall down around his shoes, Tony 
roughly grasped her hip with his one hand. 

"Ya ready?" he asked. 

"Sure," she smiled, spreading her legs and leaning farther forward, her 
forearms resting on the garbage can lid as her cute little ass poked up in 
front of his eyes. 

Gently spreading her buns with his thumb and forefinger, he could see wisps 
of her damp red pussy hairs and a bit of her juicy slit revealed just below 
her cute little asshole. 

"What's that shit?" he suddenly asked, seeing a slimy string of thick fluid 
dripping out from between her swollen cuntlips. 

"Oh," she giggled. "That must be old man Gottenmier's cum. I didn't have 
time to clean up after he fucked me." 

"Jesus Christ!" he shouted. "I ain't gonna fuck into that old fart's jizz." 

"I didn't have time to wash it out," she argued, still leaning over the can. 

"You can give me my money back," he sneered. "I ain't puttin' my cock in his 
shit." 

"Have you got a handkerchief?" she asked. 

Reaching down into the pants that were tangled around his ankles, he handed 
her the worn and frayed rag. 

"Is that better?" asked the girl as she reached up between her legs and 
swabbed her slit out a bit with the handkerchief. 

"I guess so," he mumbled, anxious to unload the hot sperm that filled his 
lust-bloated balls. 

Amy's body began quivering with excitement when she felt Tony's finger 
probing into her hot little cunt from the rear. She lewdly rotated her juicy 
pussy-flesh around the finger that was screwing deliciously into her 
slippery fuck-hole. Finally removing his finger, Tony placed his big hot 
cock between her legs, rubbing the tip of it back and forth against her 
sopping-wet cuntlips. 

"Oh, Tony, put it in," she moaned, feeling his hard boner moving back and 
forth over the sensitive flesh of her open slit. 

Wanting his prick in her as badly as she did, Tony lowered his hips and 
placed the bulbous knob of his cock just between her hot wet cuntlips. 
Clutching her hip with his one hands he suddenly lunged forward. 

Amy let out a wild squeal of delight when she felt his hot rod driving up 
into her slippery cunt in one violent thrust. 

"That's it, Tony!" she cried. "Now fuck the shit out of me!" 

Withdrawing his shaft until only the cockhead remained in her grasping cunt, 
he once more slammed it back up into her slippery fuck-hole, his belly 
slapping loudly against her quivering ass. Crazed with his pent-up lust, the 
young boy began drilling his stiff cock into her at an ever faster tempo. 

"God, Tony!" she screamed as he violently humped his thick boner deeper and 
deeper into her cunt. "Fuck me, Tony! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" 

The sex-mad couple was too excited to hear the two elderly women shouting at 
them from a third story window across the alley. 

"That's it, sonny!" cackled one of the old ladies. "Fuck her good!" 

"Yeah, sweetie," the other one screamed down to Amy. "Give him a good ride 
honey! You'll soon be too old for it!" 

"Go on, kid!" cackled the first one. "Fuck the shit out of her!" 

"Heh, heh, heh," laughed one of the .old crones, turning to her friend. 
"This is fun. I ain't been screwed in twenty years." 

"I wish we had that young stud up here," grinned the other one. 

"Yeah," her friend laughed. "He might not like our old dried up pussies, but 
we could sure gum the hell out of his big juicy prick." 

Back down in the alley, completely unaware of their audience, Tony was still 
violently fucking his throbbing cock into the youngster's hot little 
fuck-hole. Leaning on her arms and looking back between her legs, Amy could 
see his big juice-slickened cock slamming up her dripping pussy from the 
rear as his bloated balls slapped against her soft little ass. 

Crazed with the joy of his rod drilling into her cunt, she was thrusting her 
ass back to meet every powerful thrust of his slick, pistoning tool. 
Clutching to her hip with his hand, the aroused boy was suddenly aware of 
her cute little asshole quivering just above her cock-filled cunt. The sight 
of her young bung further excited him and he began probing his finger around 
the ring of the forbidden hole. 

"Oh, yes, Tony!" she squealed, feeling his finger teasing around her 
sensitive shitter. "Stick it in, baby! I love a finger in my asshole!" 

Pressing the tip of it against the tight little opening, he forced his 
finger up to the first knuckle in her tight bung. 

"Deeper!" she screamed with delight. "All the way, Tony! Ram it all the way 
in!" 

Giving another lunge, he felt his finger sink up to the palm of his hand in 
the hot, buttery softness of the girl's wiggly asshole. 

"Oh, God!" she screamed as he savagely drove his cock and finger in and out 
of her two holes at a wild tempo. "That's it, Tony! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!" 

The two women who were peering out of the window were almost hysterical with 
laughter. 

"Hey, sonny!" cackled one of them. "You're gonna get shit all over your 
finger!" 

"Yeah," screamed her friend to Amy. "Fart in his face and blow his finger 
out." 

"Shit on him! Shit on him!" cried the other one as they excitedly watched 
the couple in the alley. 

Tony felt a massive ejaculation building up deep in his bloated balls as he 
pounded relentlessly into the hot juiciness of her slippery cunt. Just as 
Amy's overpowering orgasm engulfed her, she felt Tony's thick hot sperm 
gushing wetly into her spasming twat. Both of them collapsed across the 
garbage can as his hot jizz, mixed with Mr. Gottenmier's, oozed out of her 
swollen cunt, dripping lewdly down her bare legs. 

Slowly walking home in the stifling heat of the late afternoon sun with 
eight bucks in her pocket, Amy smiled to herself, thinking how her sweet 
Catholic mother would beat the shit out of her if she even thought the girl 
wasn't a pure virgin. 

Her father had deserted them when Amy was a mere child, and Mary O'Brian, 
her mother, was too proud to accept welfare so she started doing housework 
for the wealthy families on the other side of town. Amy was a rather mature 
child for her age and her mother left her alone when she went to work, 
making the little girl promise not to leave their apartment except to attend 
school. Unknown to Mary, the youngster was soon running the streets like a 
little urchin. 

By the time Amy was twelve years old, Mr. Gottenmier had deflowered her with 
the help of a bag of candy. There was very little extra money for them with 
her mother's meager income, and when Mr. Gottenmier taught her how much fun 
fucking was, Amy began peddling her ass to the kids in the neighborhood for 
dimes and quarters. 

One day when a mob of young punks offered her ten bucks to let them ail 
gang-bang her, Amy suddenly decided that her tail was worth more than a bag 
of candy. Being a wise youngster, she began making her monthly trips to the 
free sex clinic in the neighborhood for her supply of pills. 

Raising the cost of her cunt to a minimum of a buck, she soon had a steady 
little income as she continued lifting the price. 

With her mother working such long hours, Amy was doing the shopping and 
cooking for them, and not realizing that the child was secretly contributing 
to their income, Mary O'Brian couldn't seem to understand how the girl could 
stretch their money so far. 

Walking up the narrow staircase that led to their little fourth floor 
apartment, the stench from the hall almost made Amy sick. When she got up 
there, the girl opened the windows, hoping a little breeze might help the 
suffocating hotness in the room. The three-room apartment was small, but 
Mary O'Brian always kept it immaculately clean. 

Amy had dinner all prepared when her mother came home with a radiant 
expression on her usually tired-looking face. 

"Hi, mom," she smiled when Mary kissed her on the cheek. 

"Hello, darling," said her mother. "How did your day go?" 

"About the same as usual," was her honest answer, thinking about the eight 
bucks she'd earned. 

Sitting down at the table. Amy couldn't understand the excited glow on her 
mother's face. 

"Honey," the woman suddenly blurted out. "How would you like to spend the 
summer up on the cape?" 

"Fine," giggled the child. "Me and the Vanderbilt's always spend our 
vacations up there." 

"I'm serious," said her mother. "And I wish you'd be more careful with your 
grammar." 

"What's this about the cape?" Amy asked. 

"Well," beamed Mary. "Mrs. Dunmar, one of the ladies that I do house 
cleaning for, is taking her little twelve-year-old son up there for the 
summer." 

"Sure she is," sneered Amy. "They have plenty of money, and if a frog had 
wings, he wouldn't bump his ass." 

"Oh, Amy," said her mother. "I wish you didn't talk so vulgar." 

"I'm sorry, mom," smiled the girl. "But we ain't got the money to go up 
there." 

"How many times have I told you not to use the word ain't," sighed Mary. 
"And we don't need money for you to go." 

"How's that?" 

"Well," continued her mother. "Mrs. Dunmar wants a girl to go with her to 
help take care of her little boy. I told her that I thought you would like 
the job." 

"Really?" gasped Amy, suddenly excited about getting away from the slums for 
the first time in her life. 

"Really," beamed Mary. "All of your expenses will be paid and shell even 
give you a small salary." 

"Do you think she'd really take me?" Amy asked excitedly. 

"She told me that if you wanted to go," her mother smiled, "she'd be happy 
to have you." 

"Shit, yes, I wanta go!" the child squealed with delight. 

"Amy," sighed the woman. "Stop using those filthy words! You can't talk like 
that around Mrs. Dunmar and her little son." 

 CHAPTER TWO 

The following week, Shirley Dunmar drove Amy up to the cape in her Cadillac 
with her twelve year old son, Bobby, sitting between them in the front seat. 
Amy was unusually quiet, afraid of using wrong English in front of the 
woman, but Bobby made up for it with his constant chatter. Bobby had taken 
an immediate liking to the pretty young girl, and having taken the trip many 
times before, he kept pointing out everything of interest to her, never 
shutting his mouth. 

Amy couldn't get over the luxury of the big air conditioned car as it purred 
along the highway. The fields, trees and clean fresh air were all so 
beautiful to the child who'd never known anything but the slums. When they 
reached the seashore. Amy stared excitedly at the broad expanse of ocean as 
the fresh salt air filled her nostrils. 

The girl could hardly believe the size of the Dunmar's cottage when they 
arrived. It was located in a quaint fishing village, and Amy's bedroom was 
as large as her mother's entire apartment, and had a big picture window that 
looked out over the sea. The blue waters were dotted with sailboats, and 
looking further up the beach, she could see the fleet of fishing boats tied 
to the docks in the harbor with the village rising on a hill behind them. 
The child had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. 

It was almost evening when they arrived, and the cook, Mrs. Clark, served 
them a light dinner on the terrace that overlooked the ocean. 

"It's so beautiful," sighed Amy, staring out over the water. 

"We love it here," smiled Shirley Dunmar. "My husband and I have been coming 
up for years." 

"Where is he now?" asked Amy. 

"He's in town," the woman explained. "He drives up on weekends and sometimes 
brings Ron with him." 

"Who's Ron?" 

"My son." 

"Oh," said Amy. "I thought Bobby was your only child." 

"Goodness no," smiled the woman. "Ron is seventeen." 

Staring at Shirley Dunmar, Amy couldn't believe the beautiful woman could 
have a son that old. She had a young girl's figure, soft full lips and big 
violet eyes set in an exceptionally pretty face that was framed with long 
dark hair. The gorgeous woman certainly didn't look old enough to have a 
seventeen-year-old son. 

After dinner, Bobby took Amy for a walk along the beach. Taking her shoes 
off and letting the foamy-white little tide waves wash around her ankles, 
Amy felt the cold refreshing salt water for the first time in her life. 

It was almost dark when they returned to the house and Mrs. Dunmar was 
waiting for them on the steps. 

"I'm going to walk into the village for a little while," she explained to 
them. "And I don't want you children staying up too late." 

"How late?" asked Bobby. 

"See that he's in bed by ten," said the woman, turning to Amy. 

Walking toward the village, Shirley could feel the cool sea breeze blowing 
softly through her hair. She felt as excited as a child as she looked at the 
fishing boats tied up in the harbor. It had been a long winter and she could 
hardly wait to see Balls again. Smiling happily to herself, she suddenly 
realized that after the many hours that she'd spent in bed with the man, she 
only knew him by his nickname. No one ever called him anything else and 
Shirley didn't know where the name came from, but having handled the man's 
huge genitals, she felt it was quite appropriate. 

She spotted his fishing boat tied up at its usual place at the end of the 
dock and began running toward it. Approaching the boat, she saw the huge man 
sitting on the aft deck. The sight of the big muscular man in his shorts 
sent a gush of hot cunt juices spurting out from between her legs. Balls was 
a towering giant in his late thirties with a massive chest, and upper arms 
as thick as most men's thighs. Beaming at him as she boarded the boat, her 
eyes traveled from the huge bulge in his crotch up to the ugly scar on the 
right cheek of his dark, rugged face. 

"Hi, Balls," she whispered, throwing her arms around his huge frame. 

"Hello, Shirley," grinned the man, lowering his mouth to her waiting lips. 

As he held her soft body close to him, Shirley could feel his beautiful big 
cock grinding against her cunt through their clothes. 

"God, I've missed you," she whispered when their lips finally parted. 

"Me, too," he grinned, a soft warmth filling his usually cold, cruel eyes. 
"It's been almost eight months." 

"I know," Shirley smiled. "It seems like eight years since I've had that big 
hot cock in me." 

"Then let's not wait any longer," grinned Balls, taking Shirley's hand and 
leading her toward the forward cabin. 

The woman had met Balls two years ago at a local bar. She'd had a fight with 
her husband and he'd returned angrily to their cottage, leaving her alone in 
the tavern. That's when she'd noticed the huge fisherman sitting at the bar. 
Fascinated by his big muscular body and piercing eyes, Shirley had walked 
over and sat down on a stool next to his. Twenty minutes later he was 
fucking the shit out of her in the cabin of his boat, and they'd been 
carrying on a secret summer affair ever since. 

And now, two summers later, Balls was once more leading her down into that 
same cabin. Shirley could smell the familiar stench of fish on the boat that 
had at first bothered her, but after the many hours in his cabin, she now 
found it slightly erotic. 

Quickly removing her clothes and spreading out deliciously naked on his 
bunk, Shirley was watching the beautiful brute as he undressed. 

"Hurry," she whispered. "It's been such a fuckin' long time." 

She let out a little gasp when he dropped his shorts, revealing his big 
cock. The woman had almost forgotten how really huge his damned cock was. It 
seemed as thick and long as her own forearm, with a cockhead as big as a 
billiard ball. She stared hungrily as it thrust up from the matted black 
hairs that covered his belly and balls. The big purple knob glistened with 
the wet sticky seminal fluids that were oozing out of the small slit on the 
end of it. 

"Jesus that's a beauty," she whispered, reaching out and grasping his big 
meaty dong as he stood by the bunk, "I'd almost forgotten how big he really 
is." 

Sitting up and throwing her legs over the side of the bed, she slowly moved 
her open mouth toward his lurching knob, the familiar strong scent of it 
filling her loins with lust. It felt so deliciously big and hot as she 
lightly brushed her wet, half-parted lips over his cockhead. Then snaking 
her juicy tongue out, she teased it lightly against his sensitive male 
flesh. Shirley knew how to please this big brute of a man and that was 
exactly what she intended to do. She could feel his big muscular body 
trembling with excitement as she swirled her tongue around the end of his 
swollen cockhead. 

Smiling up at him as he stood there, she began running her tongue up and 
down the entire length of his shuddering shaft. She could feel his mighty 
dong swelling and throbbing as she teased her wet tongue around the 
sensitive rim of his bloated glans. Then slowly lowering her open lips, 
Shirley sucked the whole of his big cockhead into the moist warmth of her 
hot juicy mouth. She felt the powerful man lurch as her soft slippery lips 
slid over the big knob and tightened around the base, trapping it securely 
in her sucking mouth. 

"Jesus, Shirley," he panted, staring down at the way his big thick shaft was 
buried between her soft lips, "nobody can suck a cock like you." 

"D'ya still like it?" she whispered, temporarily removing his prick from her 
lips. "D'ya still like mouth-fucking me?" 

"Shit, yes!" he gulped. 

"I'm glad, Balls," she giggled, "because I sure love the taste of this big 
beauty." 

With his cock thrusting up from the mass of hair around his belly and balls, 
Shirley could feel it jumping and pulsing in her fingers as she ran her 
tongue up and down the entire length of his shaft, soaking it from tip to 
base until his big juicy meat was glistening with her sweet warm spit. 
Reaching beneath his stiff rod, she tenderly cupped his lusty balls and 
gently sucked them into her mouth. Delicately sucking on his big sensitive 
nuts, she tongue-washed the soft, crinkly skin of his hairy scrotum. The 
only sound in the cabin of the boat was the wet, smacking sound of her lips 
and tongue deliriously slurping on his balls. 

Raising her mouth, she again closed her lips around his sensitive cockhead, 
her agile fingers still massaging his hairy, spit-drenched balls. 

"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus," he choked, his huge hands digging into the 
woman's lustrous dark hair as her soft wet tongue continued to swirl 
deliriously around the head of his prick. 

The feel of his thick, knobby rod sliding over the top of her tongue was 
driving Shirley would. No other prick had ever tasted so good to her. 

"Am I still a good cock-sucker?" she teased, lightly licking the tip of her 
tongue around his big knob. 

"God, yes!" 

"Good," she whispered. "And am I gonna get a nice drink of cockjuice?" 

"Shit, yes," he gasped. "I'm gonna give you a real mouthful." 

"Good," she giggled, hungrily stuffing his thick dong back in her mouth. 

Her hot juicy lips once more tightened around his lumpy shaft, taking more 
and more of it into her mouth until she could feel his big hard cockhead 
nudging at the back of her throat. As his beautiful big prick slithered in 
and out of her mouth, Shirley's tongue was swirling and sucking all around 
the underside of his throbbing shaft. The big brute of a man was 
unconsciously thrusting his massive prick forward to meet every plunge of 
her slobbering mouth. 

"Christ, Shirley!" he panted, half-crazed by the feeling of her hot mouth 
sucking and pulling deliciously on his sensitive cockhead. Clutching 
frantically at her long dark hair, he was wildly pumping her face up and 
down over his raging boner. 

"Suck, honey, suck!" he sobbed, wildly pumping his cock in and out of her 
slurping mouth. 

His hot breath coming in quick, short gasps, he was pressing her mouth down 
even tighter around his plunging shaft. 

"Suck, Shirley, suck!" he shouted. "I'm almost there, baby, almost there!" 

With his wild cries further exciting the aroused woman, she began sucking 
deeper and harder on his big thrusting cock. 

"Oh, shit!" roared the man, tearing at Shirley's hair, forcing her mouth 
down tighter around his jerking prick. "I'm gonna shoot off, baby ... shoot 
off!" 

The beautiful woman was in the height of her glory when she suddenly felt 
his deliciously hot cum splattering against the back of her throat. Spurt 
after spurt of his thick jizz continued jetting out of his massive cockhead 
as Shirley sucked frantically, wanting to drain him to the last drop. 

Later, as the man sprawled out on the bed, slowly recovering from his wild 
climax, Shirley cuddled his huge frame against her soft naked body. Feeling 
her soft bare flesh pressing against him, his spent prick began jerking and 
lurching. 

"Oh, you naughty man," Shirley giggled, not at all surprised at his quick 
recovery, knowing that it never took him long. "You're getting another 
hard-on." 

She once again began teasing his cock with a feather-like touch of her 
fingers, and within a matter of seconds it had exploded into a throbbing 
boner that was even harder than the first one. 

"Oh, God, honey," she whispered. "Now let's fuck!" 

Rolling onto her back, the beautiful woman spread her legs to receive his 
wonderful dong. Facing Shirley on his side, the man began moving his fingers 
up along the silky-smooth flesh of her inner thighs. His big muscular frame 
was trembling with anticipation when his fingers reached the hot musky 
moistness of her dripping slit. Her thick bush of dark pussy hairs was 
saturated with the hot cunt cream that was oozing out from between the soft 
wiggly lips of her pussy. Breathing heavily, he slipped the tip of his 
finger into her steaming little twat, and then rammed the length of it up 
into the scalding hotness of her adorable slit. Screwing his thick middle 
finger around in her slippery hot cunt-flesh, he soon had the woman writhing 
in ecstasy. 

"Oh, Balls," she squealed with joy. "Fuck me, darling, fuck me! It's been so 
long, baby! I want to feel that beautiful big cock in my cunt again!" 

Crawling up between her quivering legs, the man stared down at her familiar 
wet pussy that was so deliciously exposed between her soft smooth thighs. 
With legs spread, she drew her knees back almost to her chest, making the 
full length of her open slit more available to his massive cock. It had been 
eight months since he'd fucked her, and Shirley was filled with excited 
expectation, mixed with a bit of apprehension, recalling how much his 
initial penetration had hurt her two years ago. 

Now clutching his thick boner in his hand, Balls slowly guided it up toward 
Shirley's hot, quivering hole. Staring down between her legs, the woman 
could see his luscious big cockhead nudging against her wet, slippery twat. 
Reaching down with her fingers, she parted her pussy-lips to help the entry 
of his thick shaft. 

"Oooooooooh, Balls, baby," she whispered as his massive knob began 
stretching the lips of her cunt. "It's been so long, darling. Hurry up." 

She could feel his thick cock sinking deeper and deeper into the sucking 
warmth of her fuck-hole as the man slowly eased his big boner up into her 
writhing guts. 

"God, I love that cock," she gasped, clutching his sinewy shoulders in her 
arms. 

Her entire body was trembling with lust when his glorious dong was 
completely buried in her clasping fuck-hole. It felt like his big purple 
knob was sunk almost up to her throat as the thickness of his huge prick 
stretched the walls of her cunt out like no other cock but his could do. She 
hadn't felt the least bit of pain, only an incredible joy. No other prick 
had ever so deliciously filled her cunt as this piece of hot male meat that 
was pushing out against every tingling nerve end in her tightly clinging 
pussy. 

"Oh, Balls!" she cried out when he partially pulled his throbbing shaft out, 
preparing for a second thrust. "Fuck me good, baby! Fuck me good!" 

Every bump and sinew on the blood-bloated monster was rubbing ecstatically 
against her hot, tingling cunt-flesh. The thick ridge at the base of his big 
mushroom-shaped cockhead had her screaming with joy as he plowed it back 
into her deliciously stretched cunt again. Shirley had enjoyed many discreet 
affairs in her life, but nothing could equal this man's super-cock. 

"Oh, you sweet fucker," she whispered when he began speeding the thrusts of 
his throbbing boner. "You sure know how to make a girl's pussy hum." 

As he continued fucking his cock into her, the woman's joy was becoming more 
profound. Each wild thrust felt better than the last! 

"That's it, baby!" she squealed with delight. "That's the way to use my 
cunt! Give it hell, honey! Bang the piss out of me!" 

Mewling little obscenities under his big lurching body, Shirley was wildly 
thrusting her loins up to meet every plunge of his big slippery rod. With 
her moist lips parted in ecstasy, the excited woman was tossing her head 
from side to side, her long black hair flailing around her beautifully 
flushed face. 

"Oh, Balls!" she cried out. "It's so good, honey! Your cock's so big and 
hard and beautiful!" 

A thick stream of creamy cunt juices was squishing out from between her 
cock-squeezing cuntlips as his hard, tingling shaft ripped in and out of her 
hot little slit. Shirley could feel his fantastic tool swelling with passion 
as it plowed up into her writhing fuck-hole. The delicious feeling of his 
thick boner rubbing against her sucking cunt flesh, the soft slurping sound 
of Ms cock squishing between the clinging lips of her hot pussy and the 
rhythmic thud of his bloated balls slapping against the soft cheeks of her 
ass were driving her mad. 

"Oh, shit, baby!" she squealed, squirming her hot, grasping slit up around 
the base of his thick plunging cock. "I love it! I LOVE IT!" 

Plunging his massive cock into her with swift hard strokes, Balls could feel 
her hot little body writhing with joy. Her hard nipples were tingling 
against his chest as their slippery, sweat-saturated bodies ground against 
each other, their wet bellies slapping and squishing together as the frantic 
wild humping continued. 

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she was hysterically screaming, her widely spread legs 
waving lewdly in the air as his pounding fuck-pole lifted Shirley's sweet 
ass off the bunk with every lusty thrust. "That's it, baby! FUCK! FUCK! 
FUCK!" 

The intense ecstasy was the most wonderful thing she'd ever experienced, and 
each wild thrust was bringing her more joy than the last. 

"Oh, Balls!" she cried out, wrapping her legs over his back. "That feels so 
good, honey, so fuckin' good!" The tempo seemed to increase as he slammed 
his big dong even deeper into her shuddering fuck-hole. 

"Fuck me, honey, fuck me!" she squealed with delight. "Fuck me harder!" 

Spurred on by Shirley's wild, erotic screams, the huge man began plunging 
his cock into her with all his brutal strength, yet the woman continued I 
squealing for more. 

"That's it, baby!" she cried out. "Oh, you fucking honey!" 

The cabin of the boat was filled with the obscene sound of wet naked flesh 
slapping together as his lust-crazed cock slurped noisily in and out of her 
hot, juicy fuck-hole. The lurching couple had lost all contact with reality 
as they rode their passions toward their inevitable climax. 

"Oh, Balls!" she suddenly shrieked, writhing her cunt up around his plunging 
rod, "I'M GONNA COME ... GONNA COME!" 

Feeling his hot jizz shooting up into her passion-soaked cunt was all she 
needed to trigger her wild orgasm. 

"I'm coming, baby!" she screamed. "OH, SHIT, HOW I'M I'M COMING ... COMING 
... COMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!" 

It was the wildest climax that Shirley had ever experienced and it took at 
least ten minutes before the exhausted woman could speak. 

"God, that was good, Balls," she whispered, leaning over and tenderly 
kissing the jagged scar on his face. "That was so wonderful. Are you gonna 
fuck me again?" 

"Shit, yes," he grinned. "We're only getting started." 

"Good," she giggled. "My horny little cunt wants to be fucked and fucked and 
fucked." 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Amy spent almost every day on the beach with little Bobby. Because of 
getting very little sun in the shadows of her slum neighborhood, and having 
the sensitive skin of most redheads, the girl had to be very careful that 
she didn't burn. Shirley Dunmar cautioned her about it, and the child used 
plenty of suntan lotion, only baring her skin for short periods at first, 
but after the second week she developed a soft golden tan that looked 
beautiful on her pretty little body. 

The girl had never experienced anything like this in her life. The days were 
so beautifully carefree as she and the little boy romped on the beach or 
wandered around in the village. They loved to go down to the docks and watch 
the boats unloading their catch of fish. It was all so exciting as the 
screaming sea gulls swarmed around the boats, fighting for the fish that 
were accidentally dropped. They both loved to lie on the sand and watch the 
white sails moving across the blue water. Bobby was such a nice little kid, 
and minded her so well that Amy felt more like she was on a vacation of her 
own rather than a paid companion for him. 

"That's a sloop," he said, pointing out at a ship on the water as they sat 
on the beach one day. "My brother has one and he takes me sailing on it 
sometimes when he's here." 

"Is he a good sailor?" asked Amy. 

"Gee, yes," he answered enthusiastically. "Ron's been sailin' since he was 
younger than me." 

"When are you going to learn how to sail?" she asked, seeing the excitement 
in his eyes. 

"I pretty much know how to sail now," he bragged. "Ron lets me handle the 
boat once in a while when the water isn't too rough. Have you ever sailed a 
boat?" 

"No, honey," she smiled, remembering the funny paper boats she used to sail 
in the gutter when she was just a little tot. 

"Maybe Ron will take you out in his boat when he comes up," said Bobby. 
"You'll just love it." 

"When do you expect him?" she asked, seeing how the youngster missed and 
idolized his big brother. 

"My mom said that dad might bring Ron with him next weekend," he beamed. "I 
sure hope so." 

The following Friday evening before Shirley took her nightly walk into the 
village, she told Amy that her husband and son would be arriving early the 
next morning. 

"My husband will be so pleased when I tell him how well you take care of 
Bobby," she smiled to the girl. "You've certainly made this a pleasant 
vacation for us." 

"Thank you, Mrs. Dunmar," grinned Amy, pleased that the woman approved of 
her. "But Bobby ain't no-I mean isn't any trouble at all." 

"That's because he likes you," Shirley smiled, secretly noting how the 
youngster was trying to improve her English. 

When Mr. Dunmar and his son arrived the next morning, Amy couldn't get over 
how nice-looking Ron was. At seventeen, he was a tall young man with an 
athletic build and an extremely handsome face. He was deeply tanned with a 
flashing smile, blue eyes and thick brown hair. From the way he looked at 
Amy, she could tell that he was quite attracted to her. 

Dale Dunmar, Shirley's husband, was also a rather nice-looking man in his 
early forties with the same blue eyes as his son and sandy-colored hair that 
was faintly sprinkled with grey. Both father and son greeted Amy very warmly 
and she was glad because the girl had been afraid they wouldn't approve of 
her. 

As soon as they arrived, little Bobby started bugging his big brother to 
take him sailing that afternoon and Ron finally relented to his begging and 
agreed to take him out. 

"Will you take Amy, too," grinned the little kid, pleased that his brother 
was going to take him sailing. 

"Would you like to go along?" he said, turning to the pretty little redhead. 

"Gee, I dunno," she hesitated. "Would I be in the way?" 

"Gosh, no," grinned Ron. "It would be neat if you'd come with us." 

Right after lunch, the three of them walked down to the harbor together. Amy 
was wearing a cute new pair of white shorts and a T-shirt that she'd bought 
for the trip with her pussy-savings. It pleased her the way Ron stared at 
her nipples as they thrust out pertly against the cotton material of the 
braless shirt. It had been a long time since the little hustler had been 
laid and she was really creaming her panties over the handsome boy. 

Having never been on a boat before, Amy was a bit nervous when she first 
boarded the little twenty-foot craft, but seeing how skillfully he sailed it 
out of the harbor, she quickly relaxed. With a steady breeze blowing, it was 
an ideal day for sailing, and Ron made a long run out past the lighthouse 
before he brought the boat about and started tacking into the wind. Amy 
found it exciting when the sails were filled and the boat keeling at an 
angle with the bow cutting through the water. The whistling of the wind 
through the stays and the soft spray on her face was highly exhilarating to 
the girl. Being a quick learner, she was soon ducking the swinging boom as 
they shifted positions each time he brought the boat about for his tacks. 
Ron let both Bobby and Amy take turns handling the tiller when they were on 
a long tack, and they both thoroughly enjoyed it. 

Tired, but happy, they got back to the cottage late that afternoon, just as 
Ron's parents were getting into the Cadillac to leave. 

"Honey," Shirley called to her son. "We're driving further up the cape to 
visit some friends. Mrs. Clark is fixing your dinner now." 

"Have fun," he grinned. 

"Oh, Amy," Shirley called to the girl. "We'll probably be quite late, but 
make sure Bobby's in bed by ten." 

"I will," she promised, waving to them as they drove away. 

Later that night, after Bobby had gone to bed, Amy and Ron were sitting on 
the terrace, watching the lights of the village twinkling on the harbor. 
Sitting next to him on a lounge, Amy was praying that he would make some 
advances. She was thinking how nice it would be to get fucked out here under 
the stars. Usually when the youngster was hot to fuck, she'd just grab the 
guy's cock and spread her legs, but she knew this would never do with Ron. 

When an hour had passed and the boy made no move, Amy finally pressed her 
bare thigh against his leg. At first he didn't react at all, but after a few 
minutes had passed, the boy gently placed his hand on her upper thigh. 

"Amy," he stammered. "How old are you?" 

"Almost sixteen," she lied. 

"I thought you were younger than that," he sighed. 

"Well," she giggled, resting her head on his shoulder, hoping she wasn't 
being too bold. "I'm not an innocent little kid, if that's what you're 
thinking." 

A delicious tingle raced through her body when he took her face in his hands 
and tilted her lips up to his. Amy slipped the tip of her tongue into his 
mouth, but didn't thrust it in hungrily like she usually did. It was 
important to her not to act like a little tramp around the boy. 

As their lips clung wetly together, she felt him gently cupping her tit on 
the outside of her T-shirt. She neither encouraged nor discouraged his move, 
preferring for him to lead the way. Moving her sweet little tongue in 
farther between his lips, she could feel him gently sucking on it as he 
slipped his hand up under the bottom of her shirt. Feeling his fingers 
moving up over her bare belly sent delicious little chills racing through 
her loins. When his fingers found her soft young tits under her T-shirt, she 
could hear him panting with excitement. 

"Oh Ron," she whispered as the boy began gently squeezing and pulling on her 
hot, hard nipples. "You're a naughty boy." 

Not saying anything, the young man just continued teasing the hard little 
buds between his fingers. 

"Do you like to play with titties?" she asked in a soft, sensuous voice. 

"Sure," he panted. "Don't you like guys to play with yours?" 

"Sometimes," she giggled. "It depends on who the boy is." 

"How about me?" 

"I love it when you're playing with them," she whispered. 

Encouraged by her remark, he lifted Amy's shirt clear up under her chin and 
wolfed his mouth down over one of her big cherry-hard nipples. Already being 
in a super-horny mood, the girl almost blew her cool as he began sucking her 
quivering tit in and out of his mouth. 

Squirming around on the lounge as Ron sucked on the sweet naked flesh of her 
lovely breasts, she slipped her leg between his and pressed the top of her 
knee up against his crotch. The feel of his cock throbbing through his pants 
further aroused the horny little redhead. Not wanting Ron to think she was 
the little two-bit whore she really was, Amy knew that she would have to let 
him make all the leads. Feeling his hard cock throbbing against her knee, it 
took all the youngster's willpower not to grab his dong and stuff it in her 
hungry mouth. 

After Ron had sucked and licked her spit-drenched tits for several minutes, 
he lifted his head and covered her lips with his, this time thrusting his 
tongue deep into her hot little mouth. -When she felt his hand drop down 
between her thighs as their lips clung wetly together, Amy rested her head 
against the back of the lounge and slightly parted her legs for his 
convenience. Her little cunt creaming with anticipation, the trembling girl 
could feel his fingers working slowly up along the quivering flesh between 
her legs. 

When he finally reached the wet crotch of her shorts, the boy slipped his 
finger up through the leg opening, searching for her hot little pussy. 
Feeling the tip of his finger slipping into the hotness of her open slit, 
she almost screamed out with joy. Clinging tightly to him, she felt his 
thick middle finger plunging in and out of her hot, slick pussy, deliciously 
agitating her tingling little clit. 

"Oooooooooh, Ron," she panted, grinding her hot, dripping cunt around his 
invading finger. "That feels so funny." 

"Do you like it?" 

"Oh, yes," she whispered. "But it makes me feel so wicked." 

"What's wrong with that?" he asked excitedly. 

"Nothin', I guess," giggled Amy. "But I just don't want to get so worked up 
that I might do something naughty." 

As the girl was talking, Ron was lowering the zipper to her shorts, and when 
he began peeling them down over her hips, Amy lifted her ass from the lounge 
to make his task a bit easier. Next he pulled off her juice-drenched panties 
and sat staring hungrily at her sweet red-fringed cunt. 

"D'ya like my hot little pussy," she giggled, pleased at the excitement on 
the "boy's face. 

"Jesus," he panted, staring at the soft slippery cunt-flesh that was 
glistening between her open twat-lips. "That's the cutest snatch I've ever 
seen." 

"Have you seen many snatches?" she teased the aroused boy. 

"A few," he answered, suddenly taking her hand and pressing it against the 
huge bulge in the front of his pants. 

"Oh, Ron," whispered Amy, pretending to pull her hand away. "That isn't 
nice." 

"Why not?" he asked, lowering his zipper. 

"It just isn't right," she giggled. "Nice girls don't play with a boy's 
prick." 

"Please," he whispered, pulling out his cock and wrapping her fingers around 
it. 

Amy almost shit her pants with excitement as she felt his hot, hard boner 
throbbing in her hand. It had been so long since she'd been fucked that the 
horny little girl felt like a bitch in heat as she began skimming his 
foreskin up and down over the boy's lurching cock. 

"Amy," he stammered nervously. "Have you ... have you ever ... " 

"Yes, Ron," she whispered, still stroking his hard prick. "I have." 

"Will you let me?" he asked excitedly plunging his finger back up into the 
juicy hotness of her cunt again. 

"Gee, I don't know," she hesitated. "We hardly know each other." 

"Please," he begged, standing up and starting to remove his pants. 

"Do you always try to make a girl the first time?" she giggled as he dropped 
his pants down around his ankles. 

"I don't see that many girls." 

"Okay," she whispered, removing her T-shirt and spreading her naked little 
body out on the lounge. "But I'm doing it just for you 'cause you're so 
sweet." 

When the boy was completely disrobed, he knelt between Amy's spread legs, 
his entire body trembling with excitement. 

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" she asked in an innocent voice as 
she reached down and grasped his cock. 

"Of course we are," he panted. 

"I'm nervous," she whispered. "I've only done this twice before." 

"I'll be gentle," he argued. "Just relax." 

Little Amy was out of her mind with lust, and when she placed the tip of his 
hot cockhead between her dripping cuntlips, she almost climaxed. 

"Ready?" the boy whispered as he started pushing his hard prick up into her 
twat. 

"Oh, yes, darling," she sobbed, anxious to have her cunt filled with some 
nice hot cock-meat again. 

Feeling his stiff boner sinking into her juicy slit, Amy was pleased that 
the boy had such a nice big tool. 

"God, that feels good," she whispered, feeling his big juicy dick sliding 
deeper and deeper into her hungry cunt. Locking her legs behind his knees, 
she screwed her crotch up tight against his, making certain that she had 
every inch of his beautiful cock embedded in her cunt. As the boy lay 
perfectly still on top of her, Amy began squirming her hot little twat 
around his throbbing pole. The feel of her hot wet cunt-flesh sucking 
against his sensitive dick was driving Ron wild. He'd fucked a few girls in 
his seventeen years, but he'd never felt a pussy as hot and juicy as this 
one. Slowly at first, the boy began driving his stiff tool in and out of 
Amy's delicious young twat, the entire length of his shaft glistening with 
her slippery cunt juices. 

This is what she'd been dying for, a big hard cock slithering in and out of 
her snatch. It was fun to be up here on the cape with Shirley and little 
Bobbie, but she'd certainly missed her fucking. Frantically squeezing and 
clawing at the handsome boy that was humping into her, Amy was filled with 
the joy of his hard rod driving deeper and harder into her dripping hot 
slit. With her mouth hanging open and eyes staring at the stars above, 
little Amy's head was flopping crazily back and forth, her long red hair 
flying wildly around her pretty flushed face. The clear night air was filled 
with her soft moans and the sounds of her hot slippery cunt juices squishing 
around his wet, glistening cock. With her passions rising, she grasped his 
handsome young face in her hands and covered his mouth with her deliciously 
wet lips, thrusting her tongue deep inside. 

"Oh, Ron," she whispered. "You're such a neat fucker." 

"Oh, you sweet, baby," he panted, his virile young cock slamming wildly into 
her slippery little hole. 

As the lusty boy fucked deeper and harder into her, Amy instinctively drew 
her knees back, exposing even more of her frothy slit to his delicious 
assault. It was so good to be fucked again! There was nothing in the world 
that the youngster enjoyed more than a hard cock, and she decided then and 
there that she would never go this long without a fuck again. 

"Oh, Ron, honey!" she squealed, throwing her head back. "Fuck me, honey! 
Fuck me good!" 

"Oh, baby!" he panted, his juice-slickened cock lashing wildly into the 
depths of her hot cunt, "you're fantastic!" 

"Oh, Ron!" she sobbed, her eyes rolling wildly back in her passion-crazed 
face. "Do you like fuckin' me, honey? Do you like it, Ron?" 

"Christ, baby!" he panted, pumping deeper and harder, rapidly propelling 
them toward a booming climax. "I love it! I love it!" 

"Oh, shit, Ron," she squealed hysterically, "I can't stand much more! No! 
No! Don't stop! Fuck me honey, fuck me!" 

This was what her horny little body had been crying for during the past few 
weeks, and now that she was getting it, the child didn't want this wild fuck 
to ever end. 

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she squealed, no longer giving a shit if she were a 
little lady or not. The only thing that mattered was his screaming prick 
pounding into her fuck-hole. 

With his stiff boner slithering in and out of Amy's slippery little slit, 
Ron was staring excitedly down at the lovely young girl beneath him. Her 
baby-soft lips were slightly parted with passion, her long red hair 
cascading over the cushion, her eyes flashing with lust. He could feel her 
soft naked thighs pressed deliciously against his waist, and could see her 
cherry-hard nipples quivering as her luscious tits bounced obscenely to the 
rhythm of his powerful fuck-thrusts. 

"God, what a prick," the little girl whispered up to him, her hands grasping 
at his broad shoulders as his bloated cock continued fucking into her 
pleasure-crazed cunt. 

The excited boy could feel his lust swollen balls slapping noisily against 
her sweet little ass as his throbbing tool plunged relentlessly into her 
slippery hole. 

"Oh, Ron!" she cried, clutching him tighter in her arms. "That big cock 
feels so fuckin' good!" 

"Oh, you sweet little doll!" he panted, driving his cock harder and deeper 
into her cunt with every stroke. "You've got the hottest little pussy in the 
world." 

"Oh, shit, baby!" she suddenly squealed, throwing the back of her knees over 
his shoulders, exposing the full length of her hot frothy slit to his 
pounding cock. "I'm gonna come! I'M GONNA COME!" 

Her body was lurching crazily every time his stiff shaft slammed into her 
battered little fuck-hole. The feel of his swollen cockhead pounding into 
her belly, and the wild sensations from his thick prick-shaft rubbing 
against her swollen clit was driving the child mad. 

"I'm coming! I'M COMING!" she suddenly screamed, feeling Ron's thick hot 
jizz spurting up into her shuddering little fuck-hole. Her hot young body 
was writhing and lurching up against Ron as the overwhelming orgasm engulfed 
her. Screaming with unsuppressed joy, she screwed her little cunt up tighter 
around the base of his exploding cock as it continued filling her glowing 
twat with fuck-cream. 

"Jesus Christ," she whispered when he finally pulled his wet limp prick out 
of her sperm-drenched hole. "That was really something." 

"Do you wanta screw again when my cock gets hard?" he asked excitedly. 

"Shit, yes," she giggled. "I'll fuck as long as you can." 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The youngsters fucked so much during the weekend that Amy's horny little 
cunt felt sadly empty when Ron returned to the city with his dad. Having 
enjoyed the boy's stiff cock so much, Amy's juicy pussy was itching for more 
when he left. The thought of going fuckless until Ron returned in two weeks 
left the child completely frustrated. When the boy had been gone only four 
or five days, Amy knew she could never wait two weeks for her next fuck. 

The opportunity came the following day when Shirley Dunmar informed the girl 
that she was taking Bobby to visit some friends for the afternoon. As soon 
as they'd gone, Amy decided to go into the village as she knew it was filled 
with young men on their vacations. Wearing nothing but a short little dress 
over her otherwise naked body, she hurried into town. It excited her to feel 
the fresh breeze against her pussy hair as well as the naughty knowledge 
that her big nipples were well defined under the thin material of her dress. 

Buying a magazine in a book store, she decided to stroll out on the 
observation pier where people gathered to watch the activities in the 
harbor. It was a long narrow pier that extended out over the water with 
benches on both sides of it. Seeing an extremely good-looking man sitting 
there alone, Amy seated herself on a bench opposite him. He appeared to be 
about thirty years old and was silently looking out across the busy harbor. 

Smiling at him when he glanced at her, Amy opened her magazine and pretended 
to read. Casually lifting her short skirt and slowly crossing her legs, she 
gave the man a clear view of her pink young pussy. Glancing quickly at him, 
she was pleased to see the excited expression on his face as he stared up 
between her slightly parted thighs. It further aroused the youngster to know 
that a man was ogling her pussy, and from the way he was nervously licking 
his lips, Amy could tell that he was thoroughly enjoying the view. Still 
pretending to be reading, she slowly recrossed her legs again, giving him an 
even better view of her little red-fringed twat. 

"Gee, isn't it warm today?" she smiled at him closing the magazine. 

"It certainly is," he gasped, his face turning a bright red. 

Getting up, she moved across the pier and sat down next to him, making sure 
to pull her short dress well up on her deliciously bare thighs. 

"My mother would shit if she knew it," she giggled in a whisper. "But it's 
so damned hot today, I'm not even wearing panties." 

"You're not?" he gasped, pretending to be surprised. 

"You know I'm not," she smiled. "I saw you peeking at my pussy." 

Blushing with embarrassment, the man sat perfectly still, just staring 
silently out over the harbor. 

"It's all right," she giggled, resting her hand lightly on his leg. "I don't 
mind if men look at my snatch. It sorta turns me on." 

Sitting in shocked silence, the man couldn't believe his ears as this little 
youngster sat there discussing her cunt with him. 

"Doesn't it turn you on when you see a juicy pussy?" she asked. 

"What?" he stammered, unable to understand this brazen little girl. 

"Didn't you get a hard-on when you saw my snatch?" she giggled, hoping to 
arouse the man with her naughty words. 

"Of course not," was his nervous answer. 

"Why not?" 

"Because you're just a little kid," he answered. 

"I'm old enough to fuck." 

"How old are you?" asked the man, feeling his cock starting to throb in his 
pants. 

"Fourteen, and I've been fuckin' since I was twelve," she bragged. "Would 
you like to screw me?" 

"Of course not." 

"Why not," giggled Amy, caressing his leg with her fingers. "You're sorta 
cute, and I love being laid by older men." 

Quickly pushing her hand away, he suddenly stood up when he saw a woman 
walking down the pier toward them. 

"Hi," she smiled at him. "I'm sorry I was so long, but I couldn't get the 
kids to hurry." 

"Where are they now?" he grinned. 

"Over in the drug store drinking milk shakes," the woman explained. "I told 
them we'd be right back." 

Completely pissed off, Amy watched the husband and wife hurrying down the 
pier to join their kids. 

"Shit!" she snorted, getting up and walking away. 

Wandering around the docks, she walked out to the end of a pier where a 
fishing boat was tied up. There didn't seem to be anyone on board except a 
big dark-complected man who was sitting on the stern, mending a net. He was 
wearing nothing but a pair of dungarees, and Amy had never seen anything as 
big as his huge, hair-covered chest. The size of his thick, muscular arms 
was almost awesome. 

"Hi," she smiled, walking over by the side of the boat. 

When he didn't answer, she just stood there watching, completely fascinated 
by his massive body. 

"What ya doin'?" she finally asked. 

"Mendin' a net," he muttered, not bothering to look up. 

Sitting on the rail with her legs slightly parted, she watched in silence, 
completely entranced by his big muscular body. 

"What's your name?" Amy finally asked. 

"Balls," he answered, still working on his net. 

"Balls?" the little girl giggled. "And I'll bet you've really got a pair of 
them." 

The man glanced up for the first time and was startled to see her juicy 
little red-fringed slit peeking out at him from between her slightly parted 
legs. 

"D'ya like my pussy?" she whispered, further parting her thighs when she saw 
him drooling with excitement. 

"Who the hell are you?" he finally asked, looking into her cute little 
freckle-dusted face. 

"Amy," she answered. "How old are you?" 

"Old enough to fuck," giggled the girl. "D'ya wanta try me?" 

He just stared at her, unable to believe what the pretty little youngster 
was saying. 

"You're not more than thirteen or fourteen," grunted Balls. "I wouldn't 
touch you with a ten-foot pole." 

"How about a ten-inch cock?' ' she whispered, lewdly parting her juicy 
cuntlips with her fingers. 

"Sorry, kid," he grinned. "But you better get lost." 

"Have you got a big prick?" she asked, ignoring his remark. 

"I told you to scram!" 

"Can I see your cock?" she persisted. 

"No!" 

"Shit," she giggled, forgetting the proper English she tried to use around 
Shirley Dunmar. "It ain't gonna do no harm to let me see the damn thing." 

"Why d'ya wanta see it?" he asked, thinking it might be fun to wave his cock 
around in front of her. 

"I want to jack you off," she whispered, still lewdly fingering her juicy 
little twat. 

"Are you serious?" he suddenly asked, thinking how nice it would feel to let 
the cute little girl jack him off. 

"Try me," Amy giggled. "I'm sure you'll like it." 

"Christ sake," he grumbled. "You're just a little shittin' kid." 

"Maybe I am," she whispered, suggestively running the tip of her tongue 
around her half-parted lips. "But I'll give you a party you'll never 
forget." 

The thought of her sweet little hands milking his cock seemed goddamned 
exciting to him, and he rationalized that he couldn't knock the kid up by 
letting her give him a hand-job. 

"Come on," he said taking her hand. "Let's go down in the cabin and talk 
about it." 

When they were below deck, the giant of a man threw his massive body back on 
his bunk. 

"Okay," he smiled up at the pretty little girl. "Help yourself." 

A wild excitement raced through Ball's body when Amy lowered his zipper and 
her cool soft fingers touched his stiff dick. To assist the girl, he arched 
his hips up as she began pulling his pants off. 

"Shit, what a big fuckin' cock," she gasped when she had them down around 
his ankles. 

His big throbbing boner arching far above his navel was thick and 
meaty-looking, with clear drops of seminal fluid oozing out of his massive 
cockhead. His belly and balls were covered with a thick mat of crinkly black 
hair and his big sperm-swollen nut-sac looked like it weighed a ton. 

"Shit, Balls," she panted, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft. 
"I've never seen such a beautiful big cock." 

Trembling with excitement, the horny youngster lowered her face down toward 
his big swollen cock. Thrilled by its strong scent, delicious sensations 
began tingling through her loins. Grasping his thick fuck-shaft in both of 
her hands, she began licking the entire surface of his big shiny cockhead as 
if it were an ice cream cone. She found the taste of his big juicy knob as 
exciting as its odor. 

"Oh, Christ," moaned Balls, feeling her hot wet little tongue swirling 
around his sensitive prick. The man was writhing all over his bunk as her 
sucking, pulling lips worked up and down the meaty length of his spit-soaked 
shaft. 

Removing his cock from her mouth, little Amy buried her face in the tangle 
of thick black hair that covered his balls. With the randy taste of his 
sweaty flesh further arousing her, the cock-hungry child began sucking his 
big nuts in and out of her hot, wet mouth. Burrowing her pretty little face 
further beneath his big scrotum, she began teasing the ring of his sensitive 
asshole with her tongue. 

"Holy shit!" he panted, feeling the tip of it slipping into his tight 
shitter. 

After tongue-fucking his bung for several moments, she raised her head, and 
once more sucked his cockhead into her mouth. 

"Goddamn!" Balls panted, feeling her naughty tongue and lips swirling around 
his quivering knob. 

Bobbing her head up and down, Amy could feel his big meaty cockhead probing 
at the back of her throat. This was the biggest, thickest prick the child 
had ever tried to suck on, and the feel of his magnificent cock sliding back 
and forth over her tongue was wildly exciting to Amy, causing a flood of hot 
pussy juices to squish from between her legs. 

Frantically clawing his big calloused fingers into her long red hair, Balls 
could feel a wild ejaculation building up deep in his big jizz-swollen nuts. 
The depraved thought of filling the cute little girl's mouth with his hot 
cum was obscenely exciting to him. 

"That's it, Amy!" he panted. "Keep sucking, sweetheart! I'm almost there!" 

Wildly aroused at the taste and meaty texture of his deliciously thick cock, 
Amy sucked harder and deeper on his big wonderful boner, and from the way 
Balls was moaning and jerking, the youngster could tell he was almost ready 
to shoot his hot load. 

"Oh, shit!" he shouted, pressing her mouth down tighter over his prick, 
"Suck, baby, suck! Here it comes! HERE IT COMES!" 

Little Amy was both shocked and thrilled by the huge amount of thick hot 
cock-cream that suddenly squirted out of his exploding dick. Her little 
mouth was quickly filled with the man's delicious jizz and she swallowed and 
sucked frantically, not wanting to lose a single drop of his tasty cum. 

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked a few moments later when Amy removed 
her dress, completely exposing her naked little body to him. 

"I want my pussy sucked," she giggled, rolling onto her back and spreading 
her legs. 

Balls stared down excitedly at the child's juicy little slit that was 
peeking up at him from the soft nest of red pussy hairs. 

"Please lick me, Balls," she whispered, seductively parting her slippery 
cuntlips with her teasing fingers. "Please taste me. I know you'll like it." 

There was no doubt in his mind that he would like it, but she looked so damn 
young that he hesitated. Finally deciding that it would be harmless to 
nibble on her cute little twat, he lowered his face down between her thighs. 
Burying his nose and mouth into her soft silky bush, he began licking at the 
sweet juices that were dripping out from her little hot, wet cuntlips. Balls 
had eaten plenty of cunt during his time, but he'd never found one with a 
taste or scent as sweet and fresh as Amy's. Burrowing his tongue deeper and 
deeper into the hot moistness of her horny little slit, he could feel the 
youngster's body quivering with excitement. 

"Oh, Balls, baby," she shuddered with joy. "That feels so fuckin' good." 

He could feel her hot juices boiling around his tongue as he licked and 
lapped at the sweet hot flesh of her little dripping twat. Balls had always 
been wild about the taste of a juicy cunt, but he'd never experienced 
anything as delicious as Amy's fresh young pussy. 

Partially withdrawing his tongue, he began lewdly teasing her quivering 
little clit with the tip of it. Sucking her erect little joy-button between 
his lips, he could feel her trembling little body tensing for a climax. 

"Oh, shit, Balls!" she squealed, screwing her hot, wet pussy up tighter 
against his face. "Don't stop! I'm gonna come ... GONNA COME!" 

Further aroused by the youngster's squeals of joy, he sucked harder and 
faster on her shiny little clit. 

"Balls! Balls!" the child shrieked, clamping her soft naked thighs tighter 
against his face. "I'M COMING ... COMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!" 

It took several minutes before the trembling youngster was able to recover 
from the intense orgasm. 

"Oh, Balls," she giggled with delight, seeing the man's cock throbbing with 
a renewed hardness. "You've got another hard-on." 

"Damn right!" he laughed, lewdly stroking his massive cock. "Wanta suck me 
off again?" 

"I wanta fuck," she whispered, reaching for his stiff dong. 

Lying there on his back, Balls knew he had no business to be fooling around 
with the little girl, but his resistance was rapidly fading. Licking her 
sweet young cunt had aroused him to the point where he no longer gave a shit 
how young the kid was. Too excited to resist any longer, he just lay there 
on his back and watched the youngster straddle his loins with her hot 
dripping cunt poised just above his massive rod. His eyes bugging out of his 
head, Balls just stared at her juicy little slit slowly descending toward 
his throbbing cock. His huge muscular body was quivering with anticipation 
as the hot juicy flesh of her slippery twat brushed against his sensitive 
cockhead. No longer having the will to stop her, Balls just watched her pink 
little cuntlips spreading wider and wider as his lust-bloated knob began 
disappearing into Amy's deliciously tight little slit. 

"Jesus, Balls," she whispered. "That's sure a big fuckin' cock." 

Sinking lower and lower over his huge tool, the horny nymphet could feel it 
slowly filling her little painfully stretched pussy. The thickness of his 
massive dong felt like it was splitting her open, yet the bigness of it 
rubbing against the tingling nerve ends in her tight fuck-hole was pure 
ecstasy. 

"Christ, Balls," she whispered when the full length of his magnificent cock 
was buried balls-deep in her hot little belly. "That fucking prick of yours 
is sure big." 

When Amy's tight young cunt had finally adjusted to the abnormal size of the 
man's thick dong, she began slowly pumping her slippery cunt up and down 
over it. 

"Oh, shit!" he panted, feeling the tightness of her little fourteen-year-old 
pussy milking and sucking on his cock. "What a hot tight little twat." 

Staring down between her legs, Balls could see his thick shaft sliding in 
and out of the youngster's little red-fringed slit. The sight of her widely 
stretched cuntlips sucking and pulling against his slippery, wet rod as it 
plunged in and out was enough to blow his mind. 

Little Amy began bouncing up and down faster and faster on his deeply 
embedded boner. The way his big thick tool was filling her cunt was the most 
wonderful thing the girl had ever experienced. Never had her little 
fuck-hole been so deliciously filled with cock. Smiling down at the man's 
dark rugged-looking face, Amy could see how much he was thoroughly enjoying 
her juicy little cunt. 

"Like it?" she whispered, increasing the tempo of her bounces. 

"Shit, yes!" he gasped. 

"D'ya still think I'm too young?" 

"Yes," he panted. "But who gives a shit. Just keep fuckin'." 

The feel of her little tight, juicy cunt and the wet sound of it slurping up 
and down over his screaming cock was the wildest thing Balls had ever 
experienced. Crazed with lust, he grabbed her soft young asscheeks and began 
propelling her more rapidly up and down over his tingling boner, violently 
thrusting his hips up to meet every plunge of her juicy little slit. On and 
on they fucked, his big slippery shaft pounding deeper and deeper into the 
hot depths of her deliciously tight pussy. 

"That's it, honey!" she cried out, feeling his cock tearing deep into her 
guts. "I love it! I LOVE IT!" 

The cabin of the boat filled with moans and cries as the man continued 
fucking his big cock up into her swollen, dripping cunt. 

"OH, BALLS!" she screamed when she felt his white-hot jizz splattering 
against her cunt wails. "I'M COMING, TOO, BABY! FUCK! FUCK! I'M COMING ... 
COMING ... COMING!" 

Collapsing over the man's huge chest, she covered his lips with hers as his 
big spurting dong continued filling her sweet young cunt with jizz. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

That was the greatest fuck Amy had ever enjoyed, and she thought about 
nothing else for the next few days. She'd promised Balls that she'd soon 
come back, but she was so busy with little Bobby that she couldn't get away. 

Her first opportunity came almost a week later when Shirley left for the 
afternoon to run some errands. 

"What are your plans for today?" Amy asked Bobby when his mother had gone. 

"I'm gonna work on my model airplane," he answered. 

"Then would you mind if I went into the village for a little while?" asked 
the girl. 

"Gosh, no," the boy grinned. "But will you take me down to the beach for a 
little while when you get back?" 

"Sure," she smiled, hurrying to her room to change. 

Wanting to excite Balls, she slipped into a pair of brief little shorts and 
a halter. Her hot young cunt was dripping at the thought of Ball's big cock 
pumping in and out of her creaming hole. 

"See you, honey," she called out to Bobby as she quickly left the house. 

When she got down to the dock, the girl was disappointed not to see Balls on 
the deck. The boat seemed deserted when Amy first stepped on board, but when 
she heard a sound in the cabin, she opened the door to call to him. She was 
just about to open her mouth when she saw two naked bodies writhing around 
on the bunk. She didn't recognize the woman because her long dark hair 
covered her face as she sucked passionately on Balls' big spit-drenched 
cock. 

"Come on, honey, let's fuck," whispered the woman, releasing his prick from 
her mouth and rolling onto her back. 

Little Amy was completely stunned when she suddenly recognized Shirley 
Dunmar. The woman was always such a proper lady, and here she was completely 
naked, sucking on this fisherman's prick. 

Amy stared in numb fascination as she watched the beautiful woman grasp 
Balls' abnormally big cock and guide it toward her cunt. She could see Mrs. 
Dunmar closing her eyes in delicious anticipation as his big hot cockhead 
nudged between her slippery wet pussy lips. Amy stared excitedly at the 
man's dick pushing against the soft pink flesh of Shirley's juicy twat. The 
little girl was trembling with excitement as she watched the big purple knob 
parting the woman's swollen cuntlips, slowly stretching them to accommodate 
the thickness of his massive boner. Amy had fucked plenty of times in her 
young life, but this was the first time she'd ever seen two other people 
screwing, and she was completely fascinated by the scene. 

"Oh, God, Balls," she heard the woman softly moan when his massive cockhead 
stretched her cunt opening to its extreme limits. "That's such a beautiful 
big prick." 

Once the big knob had passed through Shirley's cruelly stretched cunt-mouth, 
the woman clasped her arms around his back and arched her hips, pushing her 
slit up to receive the deliciously hard cock that was slowly sliding up into 
her hungry fuck-hole. 

"Oh, Balls," Shirley sobbed when the full length of his big hard cock filled 
her cunt. 

Watching the woman getting fucked by Balls' big boner was the most exciting, 
the most erotic thing that Amy had ever seen. Unconsciously rubbing her own 
hot little pussy through her shorts, the child watched in complete 
fascination as Bobby's mother writhed her hot, dripping slit up around the 
base of his big thick cock. The woman's head I was lolling wildly back and 
forth on the pillow, mouth gaping open and lips drawn back over her teeth, 
eyes staring sightlessly at the ceiling while frantically rotating her 
sucking cunt around his huge shaft. 

Little Amy was trembling with excitement as she watched Balls slowly 
withdraw his big boner until only his swollen cockhead remained in the 
woman's grasping twat. The child almost cried out when she saw him slam it 
back up into Shirley's hot, slippery passage. 

"Oh, Balls!" shrieked the woman with joy when his rod pounded into the 
furthest depths of her fuck-hole. "I love you!" 

Each time the man drew his cock back, Amy could see Shirley's grasping 
cuntlips clinging to it, and when he drove it back in, her pussy lips 
followed it with a delicious slurping sound. 

The cabin echoed with the sounds of her cunt-juices squishing around his 
slippery fuck-pole as his balls slapped against the soft flesh of her 
cream-soaked asscheeks. As the man began fucking harder and faster, Shirley 
drew her knees back against her tits, offering even more of her juicy slit 
to his delicious assault. 

"Oh, sweet, sweet Balls," mewled Shirley. "What would I ever do without that 
beautiful big prick of yours?" 

Uttering little obscenities into his ear, Shirley pulled him tighter against 
her hot naked flesh. The beautiful woman's hard full tits were squishing 
deliciously back and forth against his big hairy chest, her hard nipples 
burning into his bare flesh. 

"Oh, God!" the woman squealed, sinking her teeth and nails into his 
shoulder. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard!" 

Further aroused by her cries, Balls began slamming his huge cock in and out 
of her cunt with even more force. 

"Fuck, honey, fuck!" screamed a near-hysterical Shirley, her beautiful face 
completely distorted with passion. "Fuck, baby, fuck!" 

With his cock drilling faster and deeper into her fuck-hole, Shirley could 
feel her orgasm building up deep in her loins. 

"Oh, Balls, honey!" squealed Shirley, snaking her soft naked legs around his 
waist. "Fuck me good, baby! Fuck me good!" 

Her mind reeling with excitement, Amy stared wildly at the man's huge cock 
slamming brutally into Shirley's appreciative cunt. With each mighty thrust, 
Amy could see the woman's ass lifted off the bed, gobs of pussy-juice 
squirting out from between her cock-squeezing cuntlips. The cabin of the 
boat was reverberating with their heavy breathing, wild screams and the 
sound of his prick slurping in and out of her hot sucking snatch. 

"Oh, Christ, Balls!" Shirley screamed when the intense ecstasy became almost 
more than she could endure. "I'm coming, honey! OH, SHIT, HOW I'M COMING!" 

With a final lurch and scream, the woman collapsed into semi consciousness, 
only vaguely aware of the huge amount of hot cum that was spurting out of 
Balls' belching cock. 

With Balls' prick making a soft sucking sound as he pulled it out of the 
woman's cum-drenched fuck-hole, Amy turned and fled before they could see 
her. Hurrying back up to the cottage, the child's hot little cunt was 
dripping with excitement. Nothing had ever aroused her as much as watching 
the couple fucking. She still couldn't believe that Mrs. Dunmar was having 
an affair with Balls, but it had been the most erotic thing the child had 
ever witnessed. 

"Hi," grinned Bobby who was sitting on the front steps waiting for her. "Can 
we go down to the beach now?" 

"Sure," she smiled. "Let me go in and get a beach blanket." 

When they got down on the beach, she spread the blanket on the sand near a 
dune that would protect them from any wind that might come up. 

"How's this?" she asked him. 

"Neat," he grinned, glad to have Amy with him again. 

"Do you jack off, Bobby?" Amy suddenly asked. 

"Sometimes," he blushed. 

"Does it feel good to you?" 

"Gee, yes," he grinned. "It feels neat." 

"Well," giggled Amy. "I think getting sucked off would feel a lot neater." 

"Will you suck me off?" he suddenly asked. 

"What?" she gasped, startled at the little boy's remark. 

"Will you suck me off?" he repeated. "Watching those rabbits gave me a 
hard-on." 

"Really? "smiled the girl. 

"Sure," Bobby grinned, taking her hand and placing it against the front of 
his trunks. "See how hard it feels." 

"It sure is," giggled Amy, giving his hard little boner a gentle squeeze. 

"Please, Amy," he begged. "Will you suck my prick?" 

Not answering, she just stared at the little kid. She suddenly recalled that 
Mr. Gottenmier had deflowered her for a bag of candy when she was Bobby's 
age. Amy was still wildly aroused from watching Balls fucking into Bobby's 
mother, and she began wondering if it might not be fun to cop the little 
kid's cherry. His little cock had felt hard enough to do the job. 

"Please," the boy repeated when Amy didn't answer. 

"Do you really want me to suck you off?" she whispered. 

"Shit, yes," he panted. 

"Okay, darling," the girl giggled. "Take your trunks off and lie down here 
on the blanket." 

When the kid dropped his pants, Amy was pleasantly surprised at his stiff 
young prick as it pointed up at the sky. 

"That's quite a nice cock," she grinned, seeing that it was much bigger than 
she'd expected it to be. It was at least five inches long and hard as a 
bone. The girl recalled that she'd thoroughly enjoyed a few pricks that had 
been even smaller than his. 

When the excited youngster was spread out on his back, Amy reached over and 
gently took his stiff little boner between her thumb and forefinger. She was 
a bit surprised at how hot and hard it felt. 

"Gee, that's a darling cock, honey," she whispered, sliding his foreskin up 
and down. "It's sure a big bugger for a little kid." 

He just smiled up at her with an excited expression on his face, thoroughly 
enjoying the feel of her soft fingers around his pecker. 

"Doesn't that feel good?" she grinned, gently-drawing the skin back and 
forth over his cute pink cockhead. 

"Wow!" he answered, his young body trembling with excitement. "That's wild!" 

Smiling at the youngster, Amy continued sensuously stroking his hot hard 
prick. 

"When ya gonna suck it?" he asked excitedly. 

"Right now," she smiled, lowering her face and lightly licking the tip of 
his cock as she continued stroking it. 

"Jeez!" he gasped when he felt the hot wetness of her tongue against the 
sensitive flesh of his cockhead. 

Opening her mouth, Amy slid her soft moist lips down over the head of his 
throbbing boner. 

"Does it taste icky?" he asked. 

"God, no," giggled the horny girl. "Cocks are delicious." 

The taste of his hot hard prick in her mouth was one of the most erotic 
things that Amy had ever experienced. Her cunt juices began oozing out from 
between her legs as she bobbed her head up and down over his exceptionally 
hard young prick. 

Bobby had never felt anything so incredibly good in his life, and gazing up 
at the white clouds skittering across the sky, mingled with the shrieking 
seagulls above, they all seemed to blend into a rhapsody of joy that was 
tingling through his body. The ecstasy was building to a wild crescendo as 
the girl's lips continued sucking and pulling so deliciously on his 
screaming cock. He'd never dreamed that anything could feel so fucking 
wonderful. 

"Oh, Amy!" he cried out. "It feels so good ... so good!" 

"It's supposed to," she giggled, momentarily removing her mouth from his 
jerking pecker. "I told you it would feel neat." 

"It sure beats jacking off," he grinned. 

"You better believe it does," laughed Amy. "Just wait until you shoot it off 
in my mouth. That'll really feel good." 

"You want me to squirt in your mouth?" he asked in a startled voice. 

"Shit, yes," she giggled. "That's the best part." 

Once more lowering her soft sucking lips down over his stiff young dick, she 
soon had the boy writhing all over the blanket. From the way his body was 
lurching and jerking, Amy could tell he was almost ready to shoot his wad, 
and she began sucking deeper and harder on his juicy prick. 

"Oh, Amy!" he suddenly screamed. "I'm gonna squirt! I'M GONNA SQUIRT!" 

Within two or three seconds, the girl was rewarded by the wild stream of 
rich, creamy cum that suddenly filled her mouth. She was amazed at the 
amount of jizz that belched out of his young cockhead. Amy continued to suck 
and swallow until she'd drawn out the last delicious drop. 

"Did you like that?" she smiled, removing her mouth from his limp prick as 
she licked the film of sticky sperm from her lips. 

"Jesus, yes," he panted. "That was neat. Will you suck me off again?" 

"Sure," she grinned. "As soon as you have another boner." 

"That won't take long," he laughed. "Sometimes I jack off five or six times 
in an hour." 

"Good," giggled Amy, removing her halter. "But how would you like to suck my 
titties while we're waitin'?" 

"Shit, yes," he gasped, staring at the little girl's big juicy nipples. 

Facing each other on their knees, Bobby leaned forward and wolfed one of her 
quivering tits into his mouth. 

"That's it, honey," she cried excitedly. "Suck hard!" 

His excited young mouth was soon sucking and pulling roughly on her big 
turgid nipples, but Amy was enjoying every delicious tug. The wild way his 
lips were attacking her was beautifully erotic for the girl and she was soon 
moaning and sobbing with ecstasy. 

Completely carried away by the pure joy she was feeling, Amy reached down 
under his balls and began teasing the boy's asshole with her finger. 

"Oh, shit!" he squealed with joy when the tip of her finger slipped into his 
tight little shitter. 

"Like that?" she giggled, thrusting her finger deeper into his virgin 
asshole. 

"Christ yes!" 

"Oh, Bobby," she whispered, still screwing her finger around in his hot 
rectum. "You naughty boy. You've got another hard-on." 

"I know," he panted unconsciously starting to stroke his own stiff rod. 

"Bobby," smiled the girl, pulling her finger out of his quivering shitter. 
"Would you like to play with my pussy?" 

"D'ya mean it?" 

"Sure," she whispered. "D'ya want to?" 

"Shit, yes." 

Quickly removing her shorts, Amy lay back on the blanket and spread her 
legs, giving Bobby his first look at a real live twat. 

"Jeez!" he gasped, staring excitedly at her wet, pink little slit, 
surrounded by the girl's soft fiery-red pussy hair. "That sure looks funny." 

"Touch it, Bobby," she giggled. "It sure doesn't feel funny." 

When the little boy momentarily hesitated, she gently took his hand and 
guided his finger all the way up into the hot slickness of her juicy cunt. 

"Does my pussy feel good?" she whispered, pumping his finger in and out. 

"Shit, yes!" he panted. "It's all hot an' squishy." 

"You better believe it's all hot and squishy," she giggled. "Would you like 
to put your cock in there?" 

"What?" 

"I'm hot to fuck, honey," Amy whispered. "D'ya wanta try it?" 

"I dunno," he stammered. "I'm sorta scared." 

"Go on," she panted. "My juicy little twat shouldn't scare you. You'll love 
it." 

"Okay," he finally agreed, pulling his finger out. "Get on your hands and 
knees." 

"What?" 

"Get on your hands and knees," he repeated. "So we can fuck like rabbits." 

"Okay, honey," she smiled, rolling over and turning her cute little ass up 
to him, thinking how exciting it might be to feel his young cock drilling 
into her from the rear. 

Quickly crawling up behind her, he tried to aim his prick into her little 
open slit. 

"Let me help you," she giggled, reaching down between her legs and gently 
grasping his stiff cock, guiding it up between her hot dripping cuntlips. 

"Oh, shit," he gasped, feeling his hard boner sinking into the silky soft 
flesh of her warm juicy cunt. Bobby had never felt anything so incredibly 
good as the girl's scalding hot flesh sucking and squeezing wetly against 
his hard, sensitive prick. 

"Now pump it in and out," she whispered. 

Clutching at Amy's hips, the boy began driving his stiff cock in and out of 
her deliciously hot fuck-hole. Crazed with this new unbelievably good 
sensation, he began pumping faster and faster, having never experienced such 
intense joy in his life. 

"That's it, you sweet fucker!" Amy squealed with delight as his bone-hard 
cock flashed in and out with unbelievable speed, sending wild new sensations 
streaking through her body. "Fuck, Bobby, fuck! Jesus Christ, honey, that 
feels so fuckin' good." 

Because of the angle of his cock, the bottom of his stiff boner was sawing 
wildly against her clitty, almost driving the girl wild. 

"Faster, honey, faster!" she was screaming. "I'm almost there, you sweet 
fucker ... almost there!" 

On and on he fucked into her with that incredible speed and power. Amy was 
just starting to climax when she felt his hot jizz gushing up into her 
fuck-hole. 

"That's it, honey!" she shrieked. "I'm coming ... COMING!" 

It wasn't until Bobby had finally drawn his limp cock out that Amy looked up 
and saw Mrs. Dunmar standing over them. 

"You filthy little tramp!" she shouted to Amy, and then turned to her son. 
"Put your damn trunks on and get up to the house." 

When the boy had disappeared, Shirley Dunmar faced Amy with fire in her 
eyes. 

"You filthy little slut!" she shouted at the girl. "I should have known 
better than to have brought a dirty guttersnipe up here to look after my 
son!" 

"I'm sorry, Missus Dunmar," she sobbed, standing naked in front of the woman 
with Bobby's cum dripping out of her swollen slit. 

"Shut up, you rotten little slut!" screamed the woman. "Go up and pack your 
bag, I'm sending you back on the next bus!" 

"I ain't goin'," she snapped, suddenly forgetting her proper English. 

Amy had been a little alley fighter all her life and she didn't intend to 
let this woman send her away from this beautiful place. 

"The hell you're not going!" shouted Shirley. "Put your clothes on and get 
up to the house and start packing!" 

"I'm not going!" Amy shouted back at her. 

"The hell you're not," screamed Shirley. "Get up to the house and pack your 
bag!" 

"Okay," sneered the little girl. "But I just can't wait to tell Mr. Dunmar 
about Balls." 

"Who?" gasped the woman. 

"Balls!" screamed Amy. "The guy that was fucking you this afternoon!" 

"What are you talking about?" asked a pale, shocked Shirley. 

"If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm sure your husband will," 
giggled the girl, aware of the frightened expression on Mrs. Dunmar's face. 
"I'm sure he'd be interested in what goes on in that fuckin' boat." 

"Where did you get such crazy ideas?" asked Shirley in a more subdued voice. 

"I saw him fucking you when I went down to the boat a little while ago," 
giggled Amy. 

"What were you doing down there?" 

"I went down for a fuck just like you did," laughed the girl. "You're not 
the only broad he's layin'." 

"My, God!" gasped Shirley. "You're only fourteen years old!" 

"That's right," giggled the child. "But I'm sure a hot-cunted fourteen." 

"My husband wouldn't believe you," said the woman, her composure slowly 
returning. 

"Shall we try him?" was Amy's sarcastic reply. 

"You rotten little bitch!" she screamed, losing her self-control. "That's 
blackmail!" 

"Listen, you bitch," hissed Amy. "I've never been to a neat place like this 
in my life, and you're not sending me away." 

Mrs. Dunmar just stared at her, not knowing ' what to say to the defiant 
little slut. 

"So I let your kid screw me," Amy continued. "Is that any worse than letting 
Balls fuck you, a married woman?" 

Shirley turned and began slowly walking toward the house. 

"Do you still want me to pack my bag?" asked Amy, putting on her shorts and 
halter. 

"No," sighed Shirley in a shaky voice. "You can stay." 

"Now that's better," sneered the girl as she followed Shirley up to the 
cottage. 

"Amy," the woman turned around. "Did Balls really screw you?" 

"Sure," giggled Amy. "That's no big deal. Lots of guys have fucked me." 

"You filthy little bitch," Shirley hissed. "I'm letting you stay, but 
someday I'll get even with you." 

"Fuck you, Mrs. Dunmar," giggled Amy. "Balls remains a secret from your 
husband only as long as you treat me right." 

 CHAPTER SIX 

For the next week, there was a distinct coolness between the woman and 
child. They spoke to each other only when it was necessary, but Amy 
continued taking care of Bobby as she had in the past. Much to the little 
boy's delight, the girl let him fuck her at least once a day. 

Whenever Mrs. Dunmar drove away to take care of some of her many errands, 
Amy always sarcastically asked the woman to give her love to Balls. Knowing 
how much this infuriated Shirley, it gave the girl a great deal of 
satisfaction. 

Amy had been looking forward to seeing Ron over the weekend and was very 
disappointed when his father called, telling Shirley that they wouldn't be 
coming up. Wanting to be fucked by a bigger tool than Bobby's, Amy decided 
that she'd like to walk into town on Saturday night and find a new cock. Now 
that Shirley Dunmar knew that Amy was fucking around, the girl decided to 
peddle her ass in the village. It wasn't that she needed the money, but the 
little street girl missed the excitement of hustling men for a buck. 

When Saturday night came, Amy slipped into a short skirt and a tight T-shirt 
that distinctly showed the big nipples of her braless tits and headed for 
town. She saw lots of handsome men on the street, but they all seemed to 
have dates. Finally deciding to give it up, she stopped in a small drug 
store for a coke before going home. There were no customers when she sat 
down at the fountain, and the druggist came over from the prescription 
counter to serve her. He was a pleasant little man in his fifties, and it 
amused her at the way he stared at her nipples. 

"I was just fixin' to close up," he smiled as he handed the girl her drink. 

"I'll hurry, then," she smiled. 

"That's not necessary," he stammered, still ogling her titties. "Just take 
your time." 

Moving further down the counter, he continued watching the child. Observing 
him through the corner of her eye, Amy wondered if he might have a nice hard 
prick like old man Gottenmier. Turning her face toward him, she gave the man 
a big warm smile, and he soon walked back and started talking to her again. 

"Are you new around here?" he asked. 

"Not really," she smiled. "I'm spending the summer here with the Dunmar's." 

"Fine people," he nodded. "They've been coming here for years, but I've 
never seen you before." 

"This is my first time," she smiled, conscious of the way he was once more 
staring at the big nipples pressing out under her T-shirt. "What's your 
name?" 

"Sam Winters," he replied. "I've been runnin' this drug store for twenty 
years. What's your name?" 

"Amy," she answered. "Do you like my titties?" 

"What?" he gulped. 

"Do you like my boobs?" repeated the girl. 

"I hadn't noticed," he stammered, his face turning a bright red. 

"Oh, Sam," she giggled. "You've been staring at them like crazy, but don't 
be embarrassed. I like men to look at my tits." 

"Do you?" he mumbled, completely confused by the girl. 

"I even like it better when men play with them," she whispered, lightly 
running her fingers over the tip of her protruding nipples. "D'ya wanta 
touch 'em?" 

When the man made no move, Amy reached across the counter and took his hand, 
pressing his palm against the front of her tit-filled T-shirt. 

"Like "em?" she whispered. 

The shocked man just stood there in a daze, unable to believe what was 
happening to him. After two or three minutes had passed, Amy guided his hand 
up under her T-shirt until his trembling fingers covered her firm bare tits. 
She could tell from the wild expression in his eyes that the man had a 
hard-on. 

"Oh, Sam," she cooed. "That makes me feel so horny." 

Completely aroused, the druggist began squeezing and pinching on her big 
quivering nipples. 

"Sam," she whispered, glancing toward the back of the store. "Where does 
that door open to?" 

"My office," he panted. "Why?" 

"Why don't you take me back there and undress me," she suggested. "Then you 
can play with the rest of my body." 

"Are you serious?" 

"Sure," Amy whispered. "If you'll give me ten bucks I'll let you do anything 
you want with me." 

"Anything?" 

"Yes, Sam," she giggled. "Anything." 

Taking a ten-dollar bill out of the cash register, he handed it to the girl 
and hurried over and locked the front door. Turning out the lights and 
drawing the shades, he quickly led the girl into his back office. It was a 
small room with a desk and two chairs, and Amy was pleased to see a large 
sofa along one wall. 

"Do you like to fuck?" she suddenly asked, facing the man in the center of 
the room. 

"Sure," he grinned, a wild expression on Ms excited face. 

"Good," she whispered, stepping in front of him and raising her arms above 
her head. "Why don't you undress me?" 

Trembling with excitement, the druggist slowly lifted the T-shirt up over 
her head, dropping it onto the floor. Hungrily licking his lips, Sam just 
stood there staring at the firm bare tits with her hard erect nipples 
standing out. Next, he lowered the child's zipper with shaking fingers, and 
rolled the skirt down over her softly rounded hips, letting it drop down 
around her ankles. Hooking his thumbs into the elastic band of her panties, 
he peeled them over her cute bare bottom. 

"God, Amy," he excitedly whispered when she was standing bare-assed naked in 
front of him. "You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." 

"Thank you," she smiled, pleased that he appreciated her young body so much. 

"Amy," he said, taking her hand and leading the youngster toward the sofa. 
"Would you like to sit on my lap?" 

"Sure," she grinned, settling her bare ass down on him. 

Clasping her little naked body in his arms, he began fondling her firm young 
tits, his fingers tenderly squeezing and pulling on her big juicy nipples. 

"Oh, Sam," giggled the child. "That feels so fuckin' neat." 

With his hands roaming all over the soft naked flesh of her boobs, his 
fingers were deliciously teasing her quivering titty-buds. Amy could feel 
his cock throbbing lustily against her bare bottom and it felt like a real 
whopper. 

Spreading the youngster's thighs further apart with his free hand, Sam began 
probing his finger around in the juice-slickened hotness of her slippery 
little cunt. 

"Oh, Sam," she giggled. "You're a naughty man, but I love it." 

Removing her from his lap, the druggist laid Amy down on the sofa, gently 
rolling the child onto her tummy. With his body trembling from excitement, 
the man began lightly tracing his fingers up and down her spine until he was 
cupping her cute little asscheeks in his palms. Becoming more aroused with 
every passing second, he began gently kneading the soft quivering flesh of 
her buttocks, digging and goosing his fingers into the crack between her 
wiggly little buns. 

"Oooooooh, Sam," she giggled. "That tickles neat." 

Lowering his face, he began lightly licking up the back of her thighs until 
his mouth found the soft globes of her sweet young ass. Parting the crack 
with his thumbs, he buried his face in the soft fleshy crevice between her 
smooth little asscheeks. 

"Oh, baby," he panted, licking her little puckered asshole with his thick 
wet tongue. "What a tasty bung." 

Amy's little body was squirming with joy as his tongue teased deliciously 
around her shitter. The sensation was almost driving the child wild as he 
continued licking her wiggly little ass. 

Finally removing his face from between her spit-soaked asscheeks, he 
tenderly rolled the youngster onto her back. 

"Did you like my little shitter?" she giggled. 

"It was delicious, honey," he whispered, now staring excitedly at the wet 
pink flesh of her juicy slit that was winking up at him from between the 
soft swirls of fiery-red pussy hairs that surrounded it Without another 
word, he plunged his face down into the succulent feast that awaited him. 
Spreading her thighs apart with his hands, he forced his face deep into the 
hot wetness of her teen-aged cunt-flesh. Frantically swirling his tongue 
around deep in her sweet young cunt, he was hungrily licking the 
velvet-smooth walls of her slippery little twat as her fragrant juices 
dripped over his tongue like melted honey. With his nose pressed into her 
soft nest of downy pubic hair, his nostrils were filled with the exciting 
scent of a horny pussy. It had been many years since he'd smelled a hot 
young cunt. 

"Oh, Sam," she sobbed. "That feels so shittin' good." 

He replied by thrusting his thick tongue even deeper into the child's 
delicious little slit. It had been so long since Sam had enjoyed the taste 
of pussy, and he was excitedly giving Amy's slippery cunt the wildest 
tonguing she'd ever had. Writhing her little cunt up against his slavering 
mouth, her pretty young face was flopping crazily from side to side as she 
tore at the cushions with her fingers. The druggist's tongue was drilling 
into every wiggly little fold of her steamy young cunt, his ringers goosing 
wildly between the cheeks of her soft quivering ass as his mouth and tongue 
worked greedily on her sweet tasty little slit. 

"Oh, shit!" she squealed. "I love it! I LOVE IT!" 

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" he panted into her twat, licking deeper and faster. 

After sucking on her frothy cunt for another five minutes, he finally stood 
up. 

"That was so neat," she whispered, watching him discarding his clothes. 

When he finally dropped his pants and shorts, Amy was completely shocked at 
the size of the frail little man's cock. The damn thing was even bigger than 
Balls' massive tool. 

"My God, Sam," she gasped. "D'ya think that big fuckin' thing will fit in my 
little pussy?" 

"I hope so," he grinned. 

With the naked man standing in front of the sofa, Amy sat up and grasped his 
thick pole in both hands, slowly peeling the foreskin back until the whole 
of his monstrous cockhead was completely revealed. When the skin was rolled 
back, the randy scent of his bloated knob steamed up to her nostrils as 
little drops of seminal fluid oozed out from the tip of his huge blue-veined 
cock. 

"Oh, you sweet little girl," panted Sam when Amy's soft moist tongue 
teasingly circled the big sensitive knob. 

Opening her mouth as wide as possible, the youngster began moving her soft 
lips down over his massive cockhead. 

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!" she half-gagged when she had the whole of his bloated 
glans in her mouth. 

When at last her mouth was completely stuffed with his massive dong, she 
began sucking deeply on it, her tongue swirling wetly around the meaty 
thickness. Her spit, mixed with his copiously flowing seminal fluid, was 
seeping out from between her cock-filled lips, dribbling down over her chin. 
His fantastic boner seemed to be swelling even bigger in the girl's mouth. 
It felt to Amy that she had the fat end of a light bulb in her mouth, yet 
she was enjoying every sucking second of it. 

Sucking hungrily, she began bobbing her head, sliding her slippery lips up 
and down over his delicious pole of hard meat. The horny kid had sucked 
plenty of cocks, but this was the most delicious one she'd ever mouthed. 

"Oh, God," he gasped, pulling his big wet dong out of her mouth. "I can't 
wait any longer. I've just gotta fuck you." 

"Gosh, Sam," she whispered, lying back on the sofa as the druggist crawled 
between her legs. "I don't know if I can take that big thing in my little 
pussy." 

"I'll be gentle," he panted. 

The horny child was a bit apprehensive as she stared nervously at his big 
rod, but she was so hot to screw that she didn't care if it did split her 
open. 

"Okay," she giggled. "Let's find out how well you can use that fuckin' 
thing." 

Kneeling between the youngster's open thighs, the druggist looked down at 
her cute little body. He could hardly believe he was actually going to drill 
his cock into this juicy little slit that was quivering so deliciously 
between her young naked legs. 

Grasping his thick, hard shaft in both of her hands, she began swabbing his 
cockhead up and down against the steamy hotness between her super-wet 
cuntlips, wanting to get as much lubricating fluid on it as possible. 
Finally working the tip of his massive dick up deeper between the soft 
wetness of her slippery pussy-lips, she could feel them starting to spread 
as he pushed forward. 

"Oh, God!" she cried out, biting her lip to keep from screaming as his cock 
stretched her cunt wider than it had ever been stretched before. 

The child let out a sigh of relief when the thick flange at the base of his 
cockhead finally popped through. Sam waited a few moments for the 
youngster's tight little cunt to adjust to the bigness of his cock, and then 
once more pushed it a bit farther into the delicious hotness of her little 
pussy. 

Amy thought she would pass out before she could take the full length of his 
enormous tool, and when she felt his big hairy balls pressing into the deep 
crevice between her widely spread asscheeks, she let out a sigh of relief, 
knowing it was all the way in. As he remained motionless above her, the feel 
of his thick cock throbbing deeply in her belly sent delicious tingles 
streaking through her loins. 

"God, you're a stud," she whispered up to him, holding the man tightly in 
her arms. "But I sure love it." 

Drawing his massive shaft slowly back, he once more forced it into the hot 
depths of her cunt. He carefully pumped it in and out several times, and 
then suddenly rammed it back in with a deep hard thrust. 

"Aaaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhh!" she shrieked with both pain and ecstasy. 

As the druggist began drilling his monstrous cock in and out of her tight 
slippery cunt with a rapid regularity, her body was soon filled with an 
ecstasy she'd never experienced before. It was beyond all believability. Her 
hot little pussy was frantically sucking at his thick plunging rod as every 
nerve in her tight little fuck-channel was rippling with joy beyond her 
comprehension. Screaming and wailing in total bliss, her luscious titties 
were bouncing violently as her cute little legs waved crazily in the air. 

"Oh, sweet baby!" she squealed, clawing at the older man as he savagely 
drilled his massive cock deeper and deeper into her little cunt. 

Amy's young cunt was gushing a torrent of bubbling juices, yet it remained 
tight around his thick, powerful cock. With her pussy slamming back as hard 
as his, she was receiving jolt after jolt of unbelievable joy, the ecstasy 
reaching a point she could hardly stand when she suddenly exploded into the 
wildest climax she'd ever experienced. 

"Oh, shit!" she shrieked. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!" 

This was followed by the feel of his thick hot cum gushing up into her belly 
with the force of a fire hose. She could feel it splattering all over her 
cunt walls as he continued driving his belching cock up into her 
sperm-filled cunt. 

"Keep squirtin'," she screamed, screwing her hot young slit up around the 
base of his spurting cock. "I love it! I LOVE IT!" 

It was almost two o'clock when Amy left the drug store and walked wearily 
back to the cottage. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Shirley was completely terrified a few days later when her husband and son 
arrived unexpectedly and announced they were going to spend a full week at 
the cottage. The woman was scared to death that Amy would say something to 
her husband about Balls. 

"Amy," she said when she was with the child alone. "You won't say anything 
to my husband about Balls will you?" 

"Shit, no," giggled the little girl. "I ain't gonna fuck up the goose that 
lays the golden egg." 

The youngster was no longer even trying to improve her English around Mrs. 
Dunmar. Amy had nothing but contempt for the woman, and made no attempt to 
hide it. 

"I'm glad of that," sighed Shirley. 

"Don't worry about it," said the child in a sugary-sweet voice. "While 
you're entertaining your husband this week, I'll be too busy shackin' up 
with Balls on his boat," 

"You rotten little bitch!" hissed Shirley. 

"Oh, don't get so snotty," giggled Amy, loving to torment the woman. "You 
should be happy for Balls. I'm sure he'd like some hot young stuff for a 
change." 

Shirley turned and stormed out of the room. The thought of Balls sticking 
his cock into Amy's filthy little cunt was almost more than she could stand. 

During dinner that evening, Amy could hardly keep her eyes away from Ron. 
She loved tormenting Shirley about Balls, but it was Ron who she really 
wanted. Amy could tell from the way the handsome boy was watching her that 
he was as hot to fuck as she was, and her horny little cunt was dripping 
with excitement. It had been a long time since they'd last screwed and the 
girl could hardly wait to feel his virile young prick filling her cunt with 
thick white cum. 

Shirley had expected to see little Amy head for Balls' boat right after 
dinner, and she was surprised when the girl went out and sat on the terrace 
with Ron. Later, when she and her husband joined the youngsters, she 
couldn't understand why Amy hadn't left. When it was almost midnight, and 
she hadn't gone, Shirley began to relax as it didn't look like Amy intended 
to join Balls on his boat. 

"Gosh," yawned Ron a few moments later. "I think I'll hit the sack." 

"Me, too," smiled Amy. "I'm ready for bed." 

Neither of the parents noticed the wink that passed between the boy and girl 
as they walked into the house. A great relief spread through Shirley's body 
when she realized Amy wasn't going to see Balls tonight. Thinking about 
Balls fucking his cock into little Amy had somehow turned Shirley on, and 
now that the young girl had gone to bed, she suddenly wanted her husband's 
dick stuffed up between her legs. Shirley loved her husband very much, and 
he was a fantastic lover, but no single cock had ever been able to 
completely satisfy her. 

"Darling," she whispered, gently rubbing the front of his pants. "I haven't 
seen you for so long and I feel horny as hell tonight." 

"Don't you always?" he grinned. 

"Shit, yes," she giggled. "But, Dale, I feel extra horny tonight." 

"Then I suggest we take your juicy little pussy up to bed," he grinned. 

"That makes sense," whispered Shirley. "Boy, am I ready for a hot fuck." 

Entering their room, Shirley was so happy that Amy wasn't on the boat with 
Balls, and she couldn't wait for Dale to ram his cock up between her legs. 

"Oh, baby," she whispered when he dropped his shorts, revealing his 
throbbing erection. "That's exactly what I need." 

Because neither of them ever wore anything when they slept together, Dale 
immediately drew her hot naked body up against his. Resting her face on his 
broad chest, Shirley began lightly running the tips of her fingers up and 
down his stiff shaft. Feeling a bit guilty about her affair with Balls, and 
wanting to please her husband, Shirley moved down and rested her face 
between his muscular thighs. With her eyes only inches from his crotch, she 
could smell the strong male scent of his cock and balls which further 
excited her. The scent and taste of a man's swollen prick always aroused 
her, and she suddenly thought about the rich taste of Balls thick cream. 
God, she was glad that Amy wasn't, with him tonight. 

Shirley's eyes were glowing with excitement as she held the base of her 
husband's big hard shaft in her fingers, studying the big purple cockhead 
that she would soon be sucking. She shuddered deliriously at the sight of 
the little drops of slippery seminal fluid that were oozing out from the tip 
of his shiny purple knob. 

"Ready?" she teased, blowing her sweet hot breath up under his balls. 

"Christ, yes," he panted. 

Moving her mouth up, she began licking her tongue around the base of his 
shaft while her lips nibbled lightly at his sensitive flesh. 

Slithering her lips and tongue up and down the underside of his erect boner, 
she soon had it completely saturated with her hot wet spit. 

"Oh, darling," he sobbed when she began nibbling around the rim of his 
cockhead. "You sure know how to please a guy." 

"That's because I love the taste of your sweet big prick," she whispered. 

Brushing her long dark hair back from her face, Shirley lowered her soft 
juicy lips over his lurching knob. Cupping his big fat balls in her free 
hand, she began taking his cockhead deeper and deeper into her hot moist 
mouth. Shirley had always been wild about the feel of the crinkly skin of a 
man's hairy nut-sac, and now the weight of her husband's big sperm-bloated 
balls in her palm was really turning her on. 

"Oh, Shirley," panted Dale. "That feels so goddamned good." 

Glancing down, he could see little beads of sweat standing out on her upper 
lip as his beautiful wife's mouth sucked and pulled on his throbbing 
cockhead. 

"Jesus, baby," he gasped. "You're the best little cock-sucker in the world. 

"That's because you've got the tastiest prick in the world," she giggled 
between slurps. 

Half-crazed by the intense pleasure she was giving him, Dale began rocking 
his hips up and down, unconsciously sliding his stiff rod in and out between 
her slurping, sucking lips. Releasing his balls, she reached down under his 
nut-sac until she found the sweaty crack between the cheeks of his ass. 
Probing through the thick hair around his butt, her naughty middle finger 
found the ring of his asshole. 

"Holy shit!" he roared when he felt her lewd digit probing around his 
sensitive shitter. 

"Having fun?" she giggled, aware of how much he enjoyed having her play with 
his bung. 

"Fuck, yes!" he panted as her soft slippery lips continued sliding up and 
down over his quivering cock. 

Teasing the tip of her finger around his tightly puckered shitter as she 
sucked, Shirley suddenly remembered how much Balls enjoyed this. Thinking 
about the big rugged fisherman, she began sucking deeper and harder on her 
husband's cock. 

"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus, that feels good," he gasped, still pumping his 
cock between her sucking lips. 

Slobbering frantically on his lurching dick, Shirley slipped the tip of her 
finger up through the tight ring of his asshole. 

"Wow!" he roared. "That's the way! Oh, Christ!" he panted, completely beside 
himself with lust. "I love it! I love it!" 

Feeling his asscheeks tightening with ecstasy, Shirley eased her finger a 
little deeper into the hot moistness of his sensitive rectum. On and on she 
sucked, and when she knew he was almost ready to explode, Shirley quickly 
pulled her finger out of his shitter and released his cock from her mouth. 

"Don't stop!" he shouted. "I'm ready to come!" 

"I know that, darling," she whispered, crawling up and covering his lips 
with hers. "I don't want you to come until you've fucked me." 

Wanting to calm him down so he wouldn't prematurely shoot his load, she lay 
perfectly still in his arms, tenderly caressing his big naked body with her 
gentle hands. Smuggled in his arms, her mind drifted down to the boat and 
Balls. It was such a relief to know Amy wasn't in his bunk with him. Afraid 
that her husband might cool off too much, Shirley once more reached down and 
grasped his big throbbing prick. A lovely sensation rippled through her 
loins when he, too, reached down and began caressing the soft bare flesh of 
her inner thighs. Her excitement increased as his fingers moved ever closer 
to her juicy slit. 

"Oh, Dale, honey," she whispered when her husband slipped his thick middle 
finger up into the slippery hotness of her smoldering pussy. Her lovely body 
began writhing in ecstasy as his finger screwed around deliriously in the 
hot wetness of her quivering cunt flesh. 

"Jesus, that's nice," she whispered, rotating her frothy slit against the 
palm of his hand. 

With his finger stirring around in the squishy warmth of his wife's cunt, 
Dale soon had an overwhelming urge to bury his face between her soft bare 
thighs and suck every last drop of juice from her sweet hot pussy. Wanting 
to feel her warm, sweet-smelling cunt juices all over his face and mouth, 
Dale quickly moved down and thrust his head between her thighs. With his 
hard cock throbbing violently between his legs, he buried his nose in her 
freshly scented pussy hair, covering her hot juicy slit with his hungry 
lips. Sucking gently, he drew the soft wiggly folds of her cuntlips into his 
mouth. 

"Oh, darling," sobbed Shirley, feeling the delicious suction on her 
sensitive flesh. "That feels so good, honey." 

Further excited by the feel of her soft pussy hair against his nose, he 
began sucking harder on the juicy little twat. 

"Oh, sweetheart," she sobbed when he finally slipped his tongue up into the 
wet hotness of her delicious cunt. "Lick me good, honey, lick me good." 

Crazed by the tangy taste, Dale was soon lapping deeply into the slippery 
hole as her sweet cunt-cream flowed over Ms tongue. 

"Oh, baby!" she squealed. "That's it, baby, that's it!" 

Shirley was writhing in such intense ecstasy that her husband was grasping 
the bare cheeks of her ass to hold her lurching cunt against his mouth. 
After several minutes of this deep tongue fucking, Dale slowly withdrew his 
thick tongue from the hot slippery depths of her fuck-hole and tenderly 
sucked her tingling clit between his lips. 

"Oh, yes, darling!" she cried out when he began nibbling on her erect 
joy-button. "I love it! I LOVE IT!" 

With her beautiful face thrown back, Shirley's fingers were digging 
frantically into his thick head of hair as a wild orgasm began building in 
her loins. 

"Suck, honey, suck!" she squealed. "Keep suckin', baby! Don't stop! I'm 
gonna come ... GONNA COME!" 

Drawing her knees up, she locked her soft naked thighs against his face as 
her orgasm exploded through her entire body. 

"I'm coming!" she shrieked, pounding her fists into the mattress, "OH, 
CHRIST, HOW I'M COMING!" 

Removing his mouth from her spit-drenched slit, Dale's big cock was 
throbbing wildly as he looked down at the juicy cunt he was going to fill 
with jizz. 

"Ooooooooooh, yes, darling," she whispered, watching him guiding his stiff 
cock up between her legs. "That's it, baby! Shove it in!" 

When his hard prick was completely embedded in her lust-swollen hole, her 
talented cunt muscles began sucking and squeezing the entire length of his 
meaty dong. 

"Oh, darling," she whispered, screwing her cunt up around the base of his 
rigid prick-shaft. "Your cock feels so fuckin' big tonight." 

As Dale quickened his strokes, Shirley was becoming more and more excited. 
Her husband had always been a fantastic cocksman, but tonight he seemed to 
be fucking more fiercely than ever before. 

"Oh piss, honey, that's good!" she squealed, clutching him tighter in her 
arms as her writhing cunt climbed up and down on his plunging cock. "That's 
so fucking good!" 

Excited by her squeals of delight, Dale began pounding deeper and harder 
into the hot depths of her creamy pussy. 

"That's fuckin', baby!" shrieked Shirley. "That's really fuckin'!" 

Her eyes glazed with passion, Shirley was clawing and biting at his 
shoulders as her husband drilled his lusty prick in and out of her 
super-charged cunt. On and on they humped, each lunge more delicious than 
the last, and with every plunge of his juice-slickened dong, thick globs of 
cunt juice was squishing out from between her clasping cuntlips. With her 
mouth hanging slackly open and her long dark hair matted against her damp 
flushed face, Shirley was thrusting her hips up to meet every stroke of his 
plunging rod. 

"Oh, Christ, that's good," she whispered, covering his lips with her hot 
open mouth. 

Dale could feel his beautiful wife writhing deliciously beneath him and it 
didn't seem possible that any woman could fuck back at him with the fervor 
that she did. 

With their wet slippery bodies pounding against each other, Shirley's 
luscious big nipples were burning delightfully against his chest. His 
throbbing boner was drilling violently into her frothy cunt as they lurched 
and bucked toward their inevitable climax. 

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she was screaming. "Oh, Dale, it's-so fuckin' good!" 

From the way his beautiful wife was clinging to him with her arms and legs, 
the man realized she was almost ready to climax. Listening to her wild 
screams and sobs, Dale knew it wouldn't be long before she'd reach one of 
her explosive orgasms. 

"Oh, Christ, baby!" she squealed as he drilled his hard rod deeper and 
harder into her lurching belly. "That's it! Bang me, darling! FUCK ME!" 

As his super-hard cock pounded rhythmically into her writhing fuck-hole, 
Shirley was tensing for the wild climax that was rapidly building up in her 
body. It was only seconds away and she could feel her husband's plunging 
dong lifting her over the precipice of ecstasy. 

"Oh, sweet fucker!" she screamed, her teeth and nails sinking cruelly into 
his flesh. "Squirt, baby, squirt! I'M COMING! I'M COMMMMM-IIIIINNNNNGGGGG!" 

"Yes! Yes!" he panted. "Here it comes, baby! Here comes the cream!" 

Giving a mighty lunge, the man exploded a gush of white hot jizz deep into 
her writhing belly. 

"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus!" she squealed with joy. "Keep squirtin', honey! 
Keep squirtin'!" 

When he finally rolled over, Shirley grasped his limp prick and sucked out 
the very last drop. 

"Oh, God, darling," she whispered. "That was so fuckin' good." 

A few minutes later when the exhausted man dropped off to sleep, Shirley 
slipped into her dressing gown and headed to the kitchen for a glass of 
milk. Passing the French windows that opened onto the terrace, she noticed a 
movement on one of the lounges. Walking over to investigate, she was stunned 
to see her son fucking his cock in and out between Amy's legs. They were 
both completely naked, their clothes scattered on the floor. 

"Oh, Ron!" she heard the little girl squeal with delight. "It feels so good, 
honey! Shit, you can really fuck!" 

Seeing her own son fucking his cock into the filthy little slut's cunt 
filled her with a seething anger. She wanted to rush onto the terrace and 
claw the little bitch's eyes out, but she knew Amy would tell her husband 
about Balls. 

Powerless to do anything about it, she just stood there watching them. 
Peering through the window, she was only two or three feet away from them 
and could distinctly see her son's hard cock gliding in and out between 
Amy's juicy cuntlips. She was surprised at the size and rigidity of his wet 
glistening prick as it plowed into the wet pink folds of the little girl's 
sucking cunt. From the ecstatic expression on the girl's face, it was quite 
obvious to Shirley that she was thoroughly enjoying it. 

"Oh, Ron, honey," she heard Amy gasp. "It feels so fuckin' good, baby. 
Jesus, how I love that stiff prick of yours." 

Watching her son's sleek boner plunging in and out, Shirley could see why 
the little girl was enjoying it so much. There was a young virility to his 
smooth hard cock that strangely excited Shirley. She fully realized it was 
her son's cock, but she could almost feel it plunging in and out of her own 
juicy cunt. Watching it, the woman was getting more aroused by the second 
and her own hot juices mixed with her husband's cum started dripping out of 
her swollen slit. 

"Oh, Ron, darling!" squealed the little girl. "Fuck me good, honey! I'm 
almost there!" 

Shirley could clearly see her son's handsome face glowing with joy as his 
virile young cock slammed wildly into Amy's little lust-slickened cunt. 

"Fuck, baby, fuck," cried Amy as the boy speeded his deep hard thrusts. "Oh, 
shit, it's so fucking good." 

"I know," he panted. "I'm almost ready to blow my wad." 

Shirley suddenly wondered how it would be to feel her son's cum squirting 
into her own slit. She could see the wild expression on his handsome young 
face, his features passionately distorted as his ejaculation rapidly 
approached. The woman suddenly realized that she'd never be totally 
satisfied until she could feel Ron's hot jizz filling her own cunt. 

"Fuck, honey, fuck!" she heard Amy screaming. "I'm gonna come, gonna come!" 

Shirley reached under her dressing gown and began fingering her own cunt as 
she watched the young man increase the tempo of his hard thrusts. Excitedly 
rubbing her clit, Shirley could almost feel her son's sleek boner drilling 
into her own aroused pussy. 

"That's it, Ron!" screamed Amy. "Fill me up! I'm coming! I'M COMING!" 

From the way her son's ass was quivering as he lay on top of the screaming 
girl, Shirley could tell that his cock was shooting spurt after spurt of hot 
jizz up into the little girl's writhing belly. 

"Yes, baby!" squealed Amy. "Keep squirtin'! Keep squirtin'! I LOVE IT! I 
LOVE IT!" 

Turning, Shirley left the window before the children could see her. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"Did you enjoy the show last night?" Amy asked Shirley when they were alone 
in the kitchen the next morning. 

"What show?" she asked. 

"The one on the terrace," giggled the little girl. "I saw you peeking 
through the window." 

"You little bitch," snapped Shirley. "I'll be so fuckin' glad when you're 
back in the slums where you belong." 

"I might not go back," taunted the youngster. "I like it better here." 

"Amy," said Shirley in a low, clear voice. "I'm going to get even with you. 
Someday you'll be sorry you ever laid eyes on me." 

"Fuck you, Mrs. Dunmar," she grinned. "You're just pissed off 'cause your 
kids like to screw me." 

That morning the girl went down to the beach with Ron and Bobby. Returning 
to the cottage for lunch, she was surprised to see two boys waiting for 
them. 

"That's Todd and Brent," Ron explained to Amy as they approached the 
cottage. "I promised to take them sailing this afternoon." 

"Can I go, too?" piped Bobby. 

"Gee," he hesitated. "I don't think there'll be enough room," 

"Please," he begged. 

"Well," grinned Ron, "You're just a little shit, so maybe we can squeeze you 
in." 

"Can Amy go, too?" he asked. 

"I wish you could," sighed Ron. "But the boat isn't big enough for anyone 
else." 

Amy was disappointed, but tried not to show it when the boys left, "Hi," she 
smiled to Mr. Dunmar who was just leaving the house as she entered. 

"Hello, Amy," he smiled. "Are you enjoying your summer?" 

"It's real neat," she answered. 

"That's fine," grinned the man as he hurried down the steps, heading for the 
village. 

Dale Dunmar enjoyed watching the activities of the boats in the harbor, and 
as Shirley had left for the afternoon, he'd decided to walk into the 
village. He was strolling out on one of the piers when he suddenly saw the 
familiar figure of his wife standing at the far end. He was about to call 
out to Shirley when he saw a man step down from a boat and throw his arm 
around her. After a long deep kiss, they boarded the boat and disappeared 
down into the cabin. 

Dale's blood turned to ice in his veins when he recognized the fisherman as 
the man who called himself Balls. Dale had never said anything to Shirley 
about it, but he'd been aware that two years ago his wife had spent a night 
on the boat with Balls. Both he and Shirley had been drinking that night, 
and he secretly forgave her, thinking she was a victim of alcohol. Seeing 
her in his arms now, he suddenly realized that their affair had been going 
on for two long years. 

Dazed and hurt, he walked across the street to a tavern. Wild crazy thoughts 
were reeling through his mind as he ordered a Scotch on the rocks. He 
couldn't believe that this horrible thing had been going on for two full 
years. He'd been a fucking fool. While he was sweating his balls off in the 
city to give them a good life, his wife was shacking up with a fisherman. 

He was on his fourth drink when a rather cute little blonde came over and 
sat down on a stool next to his. 

"Hi," she grinned. 

"Hi," muttered Dale, not wanting to be bothered. 

"I've been watching you," smiled the girl. "You look lonesome." 

"Well, I'm not," he answered without looking at her. 

"I know how to cheer you up," she whispered, lightly resting her hand on his 
thigh. 

Turning his head and looking at her for the first times he was startled by 
the deep blue of her big eyes. Her lips were a bit over painted, but they 
were soft and full, and very kissable. The girl's long blonde hair was tied 
back with a blue ribbon, giving her almost a childlike appearance. 

"I don't need any cheering up," he slurred, the alcohol numbing his mind. 

"All men need cheering up," she whispered, running her fingers up and down 
his thigh. "Why don't you give me a chance?" 

"D'ya wanta drink?" he asked, looking down at his empty glass. 

"Vermouth and soda," she smiled. 

When the bartender had served them, she lifted her glass. "Here's to love." 

"Love's a crock of shit," he sneered. 

"Not my kind of love," whispered the blonde, moving her hand up to his 
crotch, "I make men happy." 

The feel of her fingers on his cock felt extremely pleasant and he glanced 
back at the girl. Her short skirt was hiked up, exposing most of her bare 
upper legs and her low-cut blouse revealed two big lush tits. 

"Do you like my boobs?" she grinned, seeing how he was staring at them. 

"They're all right," he answered, gulping down his drink and ordering 
another. 

"You do need cheering up," she giggled, taking his hand and guiding it up 
between her legs. "And I've got all the juicy equipment to do it with," 

Dale couldn't believe what was happening when she eased the tip of his 
finger up into the hot slickness of her bare little pussy. 

"Now wouldn't you like to bury your cock in there?" she whispered, gently 
squeezing Ms rapidly swelling prick through the material of his pants. 

Dale was aware that the cute girl was a whore, but the juicy hotness of her 
slit and the feel of her fingers teasing his dick was very exciting. At 
least she was an honest whore and not a sneaky bitch like his filthy wife. 

Sitting alone with her at the far end of the bar, Dale suddenly felt her 
lowering his zipper. He almost shit when she wrapped her cool fingers around 
his meaty cock and pulled it out of his pants. 

"That's a nice hard prick," she whispered. "I'd sure like to feel it humming 
in and out of my cunt. PI! bet it tastes good, too." 

Having never used a prostitute in his life, Dale was a bit reluctant about 
it, but the cute little blonde had really turned him on. 

"I have an apartment just around the corner," she cooed, expertly sliding 
his foreskin up and down over his throbbing boner. "I can promise you a real 
hot party." 

"How much?" he asked, getting hotter by the second. 

"Twenty-five bucks," she whispered. "And my juicy little cunt's all yours." 

In his drunken state, he momentarily hesitated, wondering if he should do 
it, and just before he could speak, a man stepped between them. 

"Hi, Sherry," grinned the man, putting his arms around her. 

"Hello, Fred," she beamed up at him as she quickly released Dale's cock from 
her hand. "I haven't seen you for ages." 

"I've been out of town," he answered, pulling a wad of bills out of his 
pocket. "How about a little party?" 

"I'd love it, honey," she smiled, getting down from the stool. 

"Still twenty-five bucks?" he asked. 

"Yep," she smiled and then turning around to Dale. "Don't leave, baby. I'll 
be back in a few minutes." 

Stuffing his stiff cock back in his pants, Dale just stared at her cute 
little wiggly ass as she walked out the door with her John. 

After waiting two hours for the little blonde who never returned, Dale 
staggered home, his stiff cock throbbing frantically in his pants. Entering 
his room, he stripped off his clothes and threw himself out on the bed. 
Thinking about the cute little whore, he began unconsciously stroking his 
wildly aroused cock. Closing his eyes, he tried to visualize the pretty 
blonde in his mind. Fantasizing that he was fucking his prick up between her 
soft naked legs, he was soon beating his meat for all it was worth. 

Hearing his moans and groans from where she was sitting in the living room, 
little Amy hurried down the hall to see what was the matter. She froze in 
her tracks as she stood at the door staring at him. She could tell he was 
drunk from the stench of his breath in the room, but the sight of him wildly 
stroking his big boner was almost unbelievable. 

Always hot to fuck, Amy was instantly turned on by his throbbing shaft. Not 
wasting any time, the little girl quickly peeled off her halter and shorts, 
and moved over to where the man was lustily jacking off. 

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, the naughty little girl began lightly 
tickling his balls as Dale pounded his meat. 

"Oh, that's it, baby," he moaned, his eyes closed, mind fantasizing on the 
blonde hooker. "That's the way to do it." 

Reaching over, he grasped the child and pulled her up close against him. 
With her soft naked body pressed tight to his, he grabbed her little butt 
and pulled her pussy against his throbbing boner. Digging his fingers into 
the soft flesh between her wiggly young asscheeks, he rolled his stiff cock 
back and forth against her soft flat belly. In his state of drunkenness, he 
couldn't understand why the little blonde whore was here, but he was glad 
she'd come. Facing the young girl with his eyes closed as he rubbed his 
naked body against hers, he suddenly covered her soft open lips with his and 
his throbbing cock gave a wild jerk when he felt the girl's tongue glide 
into his mouth. Sucking frantically on her tongue, he could feel her hands 
groping between their bellies for his hard dick. With their tongues 
passionately entwined, Amy began teasing his foreskin up and down over his 
big quivering rod. 

Completely out of his mind with lust, he quickly rolled the youngster onto 
her back, and without looking at her face, he buried his mouth down between 
her soft smooth thighs. The scent of her little dripping cunt further fired 
the lust in his loins. 

Amy almost went wild when he thrust his tongue up deep into the soft 
slippery folds of her pussy-flesh. The feel of it licking and lapping on her 
sensitive cunt walls soon had her squealing with delight. The voracious way 
he was attacking her frothy cunt soon had her entire body trembling with 
ecstasy. 

The sweet scent and taste of Amy's young cunt was equally pleasing to Dale. 
With his tongue stabbing and licking into the depths of her slick hot 
fuck-hole, her juices were flowing all over it. God, he was so fucking happy 
that the little blonde whore had followed him home! Her tasty cunt was the 
most delicious pussy he'd ever eaten, and he couldn't seem to get enough of 
her sweet juices. 

Withdrawing his tongue from deep in her twat so he could tease her clitty 
with it, he glanced up at her face for the first time. 

"AMY!" he gasped when he recognized the little redhead. 

"Don't stop!" she cried out. "Please keep suckin'! I'm almost ready to 
come!" 

His head reeling with alcohol, he couldn't seem to understand what was 
happening. What had happened to the blonde, and where had little Amy come 
from? Removing his mouth from her sweet-tasting pussy, he just stared at the 
child, trying to clear his mind. 

"Please, Mr. Dunmar," she begged, "keep suckin'. I'm almost there." 

"You're Amy!" he gasped. 

"I know," she giggled. "Who the hell did you think I was?" 

"My God!" the man continued. "You're just a child." 

"Maybe I am," she whispered. "But I'm sure a hot little piece of ass." 

"I can't believe this," he panted, rising and sitting on the edge of the 
bed, his brain still dulled from his many drinks. "What are you doing in my 
bed?" 

"Playing with your cute cock," she giggled, reaching over and stroking his 
throbbing boner. 

"But you're just a mere child," the man gasped, rubbing his eyes, trying to 
clear his vision. 

"Sure I am," Amy whispered. "What have you got against kids?" 

Before he could answer, Amy grabbed his shoulders and playfully pushed him 
back on the bed. With his stiff dick pointing up from between his legs, the 
child dived down and wolfed his cockhead into her mouth. 

He tried to shove her head away, but Amy clung desperately to him, her lips 
sucking and pulling deliciously on his big juicy knob. The feel of her soft 
young lips wrapped around his sensitive cockhead was fantastic, but he knew 
it was all wrong. As the intense pleasure increased, his half-drunken mind 
tried to rationalize what was happening. If his wife was being laid by 
Balls, why shouldn't he let this cute little doll suck on his prick? He 
certainly couldn't knock the youngster up by filling her mouth with jizz, 
and it would be so goddamned much fun. Surrendering to his depraved lust, 
the man threw his hands back and let the child suck to her heart's content. 

After sucking on his rigid dick for a few minutes, Amy crawled up and threw 
her little body down flat over his, the man's lurching cock trapped snuggly 
between their bellies. With her lush bare thighs wrapped around his hips, 
she began rubbing her soft nakedness against his body. Pressing her hot open 
lips to his, she sucked his tongue into her mouth and began deliciously 
writhing her tits, belly and loins against him. 

Slowly squirming her slippery hot slit down, the sensitive underside of his 
shaft was soon pressed tightly against her open wet furrow, Moving down a 
bit further, his throbbing cockhead slipped in between her open cunt lips. 
Grinding her sopping pussy down on him, she could feel it starting to slide 
up into her cunt. 

"What the hell are you doing?" he shouted when he realized what the child 
was up to. 

"Fucking," she giggled. 

"No!" he protested. "We can't do that. You're just a child." 

"Try me," Amy whispered, grinding her cunt down, taking more of his 
throbbing tool into her juicy little cunt. "You're gonna love it." 

Dale almost stopped breathing as the wild tingling sensations crept up his 
cock as it slowly sank into the delicious hot wetness of her juicy little 
pussy. Amy was sensuously rotating her hips in short circular motions to 
keep his glorious boner moving deeper and deeper into her sucking hole. The 
older man had never felt anything so hot and juicy in his life. He'd 
occasionally fantasized about fucking a little teen-aged nymphet, but he'd 
never dreamed it could feel so hot and tight. 

"How d'ya like fuckin' a hot little kid?" she whispered into his ear when he 
threw all caution to the wind and excitedly thrust his hips up, sinking his 
throbbing dick deeper into her slippery cunt. 

"Oh, God!" he panted. "I love it! I love it!" 

Grinding her slit down around his deeply embedded shaft, she wanted to make 
sure that every inch of his stiff rod was stuffed up into her hungry cunt. 
Raising herself, she sat upright with his cock buried deep in her writhing 
little belly. Spread out on his back, the man just lay there staring up at 
her nubile young tits with their big swollen nipples and the impish smile on 
her cute little freckle-dusted face. The man was almost out of his mind with 
joy as the horny youngster whipped her talented cunt up and down over the 
screaming hardness of his stiff rod. Reaching out, he excitedly grasped at 
the bare flesh of her sweet young ass and began stroking the wiggly softness 
of it as she plunged up and down over his cock. 

"Oh, mister Dunmar," she whispered, looking down at the wild lust in his 
eyes. "Your big hard cock feels so fuckin' good." 

With his entire body aflame, the man was staring wildly at his own prick, 
watching it sliding in and out between the soft pink folds of her dripping 
cunt. 

"D'ya like my naughty little pussy?" she whispered, smiling down at him with 
teasing eyes. 

"Shit, yes!" he gasped, unable to believe he was actually fucking his cock 
into the beautiful youngster's tight little cunt. The little nymphet looked 
so wantonly wicked, sitting on his deeply buried dong with her soft naked 
thighs straddling his loins. Mewling little obscenities, Amy leaned forward 
to force the base of the man's hard shaft up against her swollen clit. The 
feel of his slippery dick rubbing deliciously against her clit was sending 
unbelievable sparks of pleasure searing through her entire body. 

"Oooooooooh, Mr. Dunmar!" she squealed. "Your big hard cock feels so good." 

"D'ya really like it?" he panted excitedly, pleased that the child was 
enjoying it as much as he was. 

"Oh, yes, baby," she sobbed. "I love it." 

Excited that he was pleasing the cute little youngster so much Dale suddenly 
flipped his hips up, driving his cock even deeper into her hot, sucking 
cunt. 

"Oh, Mr. Dunmar!" she squealed with delight as she slammed back down, 
feeling his cockhead spearing up through the clasping flesh of her 
lust-slickened flesh. "That's the way to fuck, baby!'" 

The man's thick knob began throbbing more violently when she slowed her up 
and down strokes and started slowly rotating her wet pussy in a circular 
motion around his deeply embedded shaft. 

"How's this?" she giggled with that teasing glow in her eyes. "D'ya like the 
way my naughty little cunt's screwin' around your cock?" 

"Shit, yes!" he panted. 

"Good, because my hungry little cunt's gonna suck the jizz right out of your 
big prick," she whispered with a wicked little smile on her face. "My 
pussy's gonna suck you dry." 

Seeing that the excited man was trying to raise his mouth up toward her firm 
young tits, Amy leaned forward until his lips could touch her swollen 
nipples. An uncontrollable lust was burning through her little body as he 
covered her tit with his hot, slurping mouth. With his sucking lips clamped 
around her nipple, his fingers goosing the soft wiggly flesh between her 
asscheeks, and the joy of his hard cock drilling in and out of her 
juice-dripping cunt, the child was almost out of her mind with the intense 
ecstasy. 

"Oh, you sweet, sweet fucker!" she shrieked as the man's lips sucked and 
pulled savagely on her deliciously stretched nipple. "That's it, baby! Oh, 
shittin' Christ, how I love it!" 

Finally pulling her tingling tit out of his mouth, she once more sat up 
straight, twisting and rotating her sucking cunt around his magnificent 
boner as she pumped her juicy slit up and down over it. 

"Oh, sweet darling," she cried with joy as her wet, swollen slit slurped up 
and down over the luscious hardness of his juice-slickened shaft. "I love 
it! I LOVE IT!" 

Clinging to the soft quivering flesh of her hot little ass, one of his 
fingers teased lightly over her tight little asshole. 

"Oh, yes, mister Dunmar!" she shouted out. "Stick your finger up my ass!" 

Encouraged by her cries, the man wormed the tip of his finger inside the 
tight little hole, feeling Amy shuddering with delight. Every time she 
slammed her frothy twat down around his rod, the man shoved his finger a bit 
deeper into the youngster's wiggly little shitter. 

Amy's cute little finger-filled ass was soon almost a blur of motion as she 
began plunging her cunt up and down over the man's cock with a blinding 
speed, spurred on by his lewd digit screwing around deep in her hot, buttery 
rectum. 

"Jesus, Amy!" he panted, thrusting his hips up to meet every downward plunge 
of her sucking twat. "That feels so fuckin' good!" 

Faster and faster she fucked, her luscious tits bouncing smartly while her 
long red hair flew all around her flushed face. Amy was almost out of her 
mind with lust as she continued drilling his thick boner deeper and deeper 
into her scalding cunt. She could feel his rock-hard cock pounding 
mercilessly into the hot depths of her sucking fuck-hole as the top of his 
rigid shaft rubbed deliciously against her tingling clit. 

"Oh, shit, Mr. Dunmar!" she squealed. "Pour it to me, baby! Christ, that 
feels good!" 

Realizing that the youngster was rapidly approaching an orgasm, Dale began 
frantically fucking up into her, trying to bring her off. 

"Oh, sweet piss!" she-hysterically screamed, feeling his hard slippery dick 
slithering against her clit. 'That's it, baby. Oh, God, how I love that 
fucking cock of yours!" 

With his thick middle finger buried deep in her hot asshole, the man began 
propelling her faster and faster over his bursting rod. Almost out of his 
mind with this unbelievable joy, Dale could feel his hot jizz starting to 
boil up from deep in his balls. 

"Fuck, Mr. Dunmar, fuck!" screamed the child. "Fuck me good, honey! I'm 
almost there, you big-cocked angel ... almost there! Oh, fuck! I'm coming 
... COMMMMMHIIINNNNNGGGGG!" 

As her cunt-shattering orgasm exploded in her loins, Amy could feel the 
man's thick, hot jizz gushing up into her writhing little belly. She'd never 
felt such a quantity of jizz belching out of a cock before in her life. It 
felt hot and creamy as it splattered all over the squeezing walls of her 
cunt, oozing out from between her cock-grasping cuntlips. 

"Oh, shit, you beautiful fucker!" she shrieked, falling flat across his body 
as the man's big prick continued spewing a stream of cum into her writhing 
little fuck-hole. "Squirt, baby, squirt! Fill me, honey, fill me!" 

Screwing her cunt down tighter around the base of his spurting cock, she 
covered his mouth with her hot open lips. 

"Well, Mr. Dunmar," she giggled. "How do you like fuckin' little kids?" 

"It was fantastic," he smiled. "But I shouldn't have done it." 

"Don't be silly," she whispered, licking and sucking the wet sticky sperm 
from around his limp prick. "If a girl's big enough, she's old enough." 

"I guess you're right," he smiled. 

"You can bet your sweet ass on that," giggled Amy. "And we're gonna do a lot 
more fuckin' before you go back to town. Right?" 

"Right," laughed the man, aware that this would probably be the most 
glorious week of his life. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

The next afternoon Dale took Bobby and Amy with him for a drive in the car, 
leaving Shirley and Ron at the cottage. It thoroughly pissed the woman off 
to see how nicely her husband was treating the little bitch, but she was 
afraid to say anything as she knew Amy would pop off about Balls. 

When they'd gone, Ron walked into the living room where his mother was 
trying to concentrate on a magazine. He was wearing his cut-offs and 
carrying a beach blanket. 

"I think I'll go down to the beach for a swim," he announced. 

"Have fun," smiled his mother, unable to take her eyes away from the big 
bulge in the front of his shorts. 

When the boy had gone, Shirley was trembling like a leaf, vividly recalling 
the memory of his sleek young cock drilling into Amy's little cunt. Thinking 
about it, hot pussy juices began dripping from between her legs. Completely 
aroused by her obscene thoughts, Shirley lifted her skirt and thrust her 
finger up under her panties, clawing frantically for her pussy. Finding her 
clit, she lay back on the sofa and began frantically rubbing it. With her 
eyes closed and visions of her son's cock in her mind, she quickly 
masturbated herself to a wild climax. 

Walking into the kitchen for a glass of water after bringing herself off, 
she felt even homier than she had before. Thinking about the big lump in the 
front of her son's cut-offs, the woman decided to go down and join him on 
the beach. At least she'd be able to stare at his beautiful big bulge. 

Slipping into a string bikini, she picked up a blanket and headed down 
toward the water. She found the boy sheltered by the same sand dunes where 
she'd seen Bobby fucking Amy. 

"Thought I'd join you," she smiled, placing her blanket down next to his. 

"Good," he grinned, thinking what a fantastic body his mother had. "Gee, 
mom, you've got a neater figure than most teenagers." 

"Thank you, son," she smiled, leaning over and lightly kissing him on the 
cheek. "That's made my day." 

"I mean it," the boy answered in a sincere voice. "If I were a little older 
I'd marry you." 

"What about your dad?" she teased. 

"I'd tell him to look for someone else," he kidded. 

"Like Amy?" she suddenly giggled, watching him through the corner of her 
eye. 

"Heck," he laughed. "She's just a little kid." 

"I know that," she smiled. "But do you?" 

"What do you mean?" he asked in a puzzled voice. 

"I saw you out on the terrace with her the other night," she answered. 

"What did you see?" he asked in a quiet voice. 

"Everything." 

"I'm sorry," he stammered. 

"Don't be sorry," she giggled. "You put on a great performance and you have 
a beautiful big cock." 

Shocked to hear his mother talking so boldly, he wasn't able to say 
anything. 

"Isn't she a bit young to be screwing?" asked his mother. 

"She seems old enough to know what she's doing," he blushed. 

"I saw that," laughed Shirley. "But don't you think it would be a lot more 
exciting to screw a more mature woman?" 

"What are you talking about?" he gasped, suddenly unable to understand his 
mother. 

"I saw your beautiful big cock," she giggled. "And there isn't a woman in 
the world who wouldn't enjoy being fucked with it." 

"Are you crazy, mom?" he asked in a stunned voice. "I've never heard you 
talk like this before." 

"And I'd never seen you fuck a girl before," she whispered, reaching over 
and resting her hand on the big bulge in his cut-offs. 

"So what?" he snapped, pushing her hand away. 

"Now I know you fuck," she smiled, grasping at his crotch again. "And you 
know I do or you wouldn't be here." 

"What the hell are you talking about?" 

"Lots of my friends tell me that their older sons screw them," she lied. 
"And I'd like you to fuck me." 

"Are you crazy?" he shouted. 

"No, darling," she whispered, feeling his cock stirring under her caresses. 
"I'm just a little horny." 

"I've never heard of such a crazy thing," he gasped. 

"Am I that repulsive?" she asked, reaching back and unfastening her bra, 
letting her big firm tits spill out in front of his eyes. 

"Mom!" he half-shouted. "Have you lost your mind?" 

"Am I that repulsive?" she repeated, still rubbing his crotch. 

"Of course not," he stammered. "You're beautiful, but you're my mother." 

"Would you like to touch my tits?" his mother asked, ignoring his last 
statement. "Yes," he admitted. "But I won't." 

"You used to suck on them when you were little," she argued. 

"Maybe I did," he stammered. "But I'm not a baby anymore." 

"Here," the woman whispered, taking his hand and pressing the boy's palm 
against the soft bare flesh of her big luscious tit. 

When he tried to draw his hand back, she clung to it, rotating his palm 
against her swollen nipple. 

"Relax, darling," she whispered, "lots of men would love the chance to feel 
my boobs." 

Ron knew it was wrong, but his cock was rapidly swelling from the excitement 
of his hand on her soft naked tit. 

"Suck it," she whispered, leaning forward and pulling his head up against 
her breast. "Please suck it, darling." 

Staring at the big juicy nipple that was only inches from his eyes, the boy 
suddenly decided it wouldn't do any harm to nibble on it for a moment. 

"Please," whispered his mother, trying to force his mouth down over her 
nipple. 

A delicious thrill raced through her entire body when he lunged forward and 
began slurping on her luscious big nipple. 

"Oh, yes, honey," she whispered excitedly. "Suck, baby, suck." 

While the boy was hungrily wolfing down on her soft, creamy tit, Shirley 
deftly lowered the zipper on his cut-offs. Before he was even aware of what 
was happening, she reached in and yanked out his hard, hot cock. 

Lifting his mouth from her spit-drenched tit he tried to jerk his cock out 
of her hand, but she desperately clung to it. Afraid that she'd yank his 
prick off, he complied when his mother tried to roll him onto his back. 
Spread out on the blanket with his mother over him, he could hardly believe 
it when the woman stuffed his cockhead into her mouth. 

His will to resist suddenly disappeared when she began sucking with a 
ravenous passion on his big juicy knob. Little Amy had sucked his dick on 
many occasions, but he'd never felt anything like the suction of his 
mother's lips. 

"Oh, God!" he trembled as her juicy lips sucked and pulled on his sensitive 
knob. 

Momentarily releasing his cock from her mouth, Shirley pulled his cut-offs 
down over his ankles and crawled up between his legs. She moved her face to 
within only a scant few inches of his stiff rod and began stroking and 
rolling it between her palms. Lifting her mouth, she flicked her tongue 
lightly against the tip of his bloated knob. 

"Oh, shit," he gasped at the electrifying contact. 

Chills were rippling up and down his spine as his mother lowered her head 
until her warm moist mouth encompassed his super-sensitive cockhead. Sucking 
gently, her lips tightened deliciously around the base of his knob, locking 
it inside the hot wet cavern of her juicy mouth. 

"Oh, mom," he whispered, looking down at her beautiful cock-filled face. The 
sight of his own trembling prick-shaft buried between her soft ovalled lips 
only added to the joy that was screaming through his loins. He could see his 
rod glistening wetly with his mother's spit as her soft slippery lips slid 
up and down over . the naked flesh of his meaty cock. 

Sucking rhythmically up and down on his juicy prick, the thumb and 
forefinger of one hand was stroking the base of his shaft while the fingers 
of the other were gently massaging and kneading the crinkly skin of his 
lusty balls. 

"Oh, God," he lurched, feeling the slippery wetness of her tongue swirling 
deliciously around the head of his virile young dick. "It's so good mom ... 
so fuckin', fuckin' good." 

Seeing how much her handsome son was enjoying it, she began sucking deeper 
and harder, taking more and more of his cock into her mouth with every gulp. 
God, how she loved the taste and texture of her son's sleek hard prick! 

Kneeling between his outstretched legs as she sucked, she reached beneath 
his big swollen balls and began teasing his asshole with the tip of her 
finger. She loved the way his ass began humping with excitement, driving his 
cock in and out between her sucking lips. 

Waves of heat were building up in his loins as her lustful lips worked up 
and down over his tingling prick. His stomach muscles involuntarily 
tightened with pleasure as he arched his hips up, trying to drive more of 
his joy-crazed cock into the hot moistness of his mother's sucking mouth. 

Completely wild with the feel of her son's prick in her mouth, she suddenly 
released it, and standing up, she quickly removed the bottom part of her 
bikini. 

"Fuck me, darling, fuck me!" she panted, spreading herself out on her back. 
"Please ram that beauty into mother's cunt." 

When he excitedly crawled up between her legs, she grasped his stiff shaft 
and stuffed his throbbing cockhead between the scalding-wet lips of her 
lust-slickened cunt. The boy could feel his cock growing even harder as his 
mother teased the tip of it up and down against the hot juicy flesh of her 
open slit. Unable to control himself any longer, he raised his hips and 
drove his cockhead through the slippery opening. 

"Ooooooooooh, darling," she whispered as his hard young shaft slipped into 
her hole, her tight juicy cuntlips closing tightly around the hardness of 
his big naked knob. 

Then raising himself on his hands for better leverage, he eased his cock a 
bit deeper into her luscious twat. 

"Oh, sweet baby," she sobbed, clutching him tightly in her arms. 

Ron kept advancing until he felt his balls pressing warmly into the soft 
wide crevice between the cheeks of her smooth ass. 

"Oh, darling," she whispered, relishing the feel of her son's hard, hot cock 
imbedded in her horny fuck-hole. "It's so nice and hard, honey ... so 
fuckin' wonderful." 

Lying on his mother, Ron let his prick luxuriate in the hot wetness of her 
sucking cunt for several delicious moments. Finally, he started a slow 
revolving motion that screwed his sleek dick around and around in the tight 
hotness of her slit. Loving what her son was doing to her, the woman 
squirmed her ass from side to side, grinding her dripping slit up around the 
base of his shaft. She couldn't believe that this deliriously hard boner was 
the same little prick that she'd bathed and powdered when he was a baby. 

"Oh, you sweet fucker," she whispered, poking the tip of her hot tongue into 
his ear. "You sweet, sweet fucker." 

A trickle of slippery cunt juice was squishing out of her grasping hole as 
the boy rhythmically fucked his hard, tingling shaft in and out of her wet 
clinging cunt. The delicious feeling of his cock rubbing against her 
juice-slickened cunt-flesh, the erotic slurping sound of his prick squishing 
between her sucking pussy lips and the soft smack of his balls slapping 
wetly against her juice-smeared ass was driving Shirley wild. 

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she squealed clinging tightly to her humping son. "Fuck 
me good, honey! Bang mother hard!" 

Driving his tool into her with long hard strokes, the boy could feel her 
body trembling with joy as his chest rubbed back and forth over her hard hot 
nipples. Grinding wildly together, their bellies were slapping noisily 
together as the tempo of their wild humping increased. 

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" Shirley was shrieking, her lovely bare legs waving 
crazily in the air as his pounding piston lifted her juice-drenched ass off 
the blanket with every lusty thrust. "That's it, baby! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" 

From the wild muscle spasms she was having as she grasped him, Ron could 
tell that she was rapidly approaching a climax, and he realized that he 
couldn't last much longer either. 

"Eeeeeeeeggghh!" she squealed. "That's it, honey! Fuck the piss out of me!" 

Screaming obscenities, Shirley was spurring her son on by pounding her bare 
heels into the crack of his ass in cadence with his powerful strokes. She 
was like a wild animal in heat, and no matter how hard he battered his cock 
into her cunt, she was screaming and begging for more. 

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she shrieked. "Pound it to mother, honey! Split me 
open!" 

Jackknifing her legs up high, Shirley pulled her knees back against her 
shoulders, offering the full length of her hairy, juice-drenched slit to his 
glorious assault. Her sexually aroused body was aflame as she locked her 
ankles around his shoulders. Welded to his thrusting body, her clinging, 
sucking cunt was climbing juicily up and down the length of his plunging 
cock. 

It felt to Ron as if his cockhead were going to explode into a million 
pieces as the exquisite pleasure mounted and mounted in his balls. 

"Oh, honey!" she suddenly screamed. "I'm gonna come! MOTHER'S GONNA COME!" 

Her beautiful face was suddenly wildly contorted with lust as the seething 
orgasm flamed through her body like a blazing forest fire. 

"I'm coming!" she shrieked, grinding her exploding cunt up around the base 
of his spewing as his hot cum gushed into her spasming fuck-hole. "Shit, how 
I'm coming! COMING! COMMM-IHINNNNNGGGGG!" 

They clung desperately to each other until the last drop of jizz had dripped 
out of his limp prick. Resting in her son's arms, Shirley recalled the look 
of satisfaction on little Amy's face when Ron had finished fucking the child 
on the terrace. Recalling the incident, Shirley suddenly felt a compassion 
for the child. Thinking about it, she decided the little girl wasn't all 
bad. Amy just loved to fuck as much as Shirley did, and the woman suddenly 
couldn't see anything wrong with that. 

"Honey," she whispered to her son. "Is mother gonna get another hot fuck?" 

"Sure," he grinned. "Just as soon as my goddamned prick gets hard again." 

"Don't worry about another hard-on," she whispered, moving down and slipping 
his limp cock in her mouth. "Mother will take care of that in a hurry." 

 CHAPTER TEN 

When Dale brought the children home from the drive, they found the house 
empty. 

"Where's mom and Ron?" asked Bobby. 

"I don't know," his father answered. "They're probably down at the beach." 

"Can we go down?" said Bobby. 

"Would you like to take a swim?" the man asked, turning to Amy. 

"Sure," she answered. "Let's all go." 

Ten minutes later, the three of them were trodding over the sand in their 
swim suits. Walking behind Amy, Dale couldn't keep his eyes away from her 
cute little ass that was barely covered with her brief bikini. Thinking 
about the child's hot, juicy little cunt, he had a horrendous hard-on when 
they reached the shelter of the sand dunes. 

Amy was the first one to reach the top of the low hill and she stopped dead 
in her tracks. Catching up with her, both Dale and Bobby were shocked at the 
sight just below them. Ron was spread out on his back with his mother's bare 
body on top of him, his cock buried deep in her cunt. 

"Oh, Ron," they heard Shirley sobbing as she vigorously rotated her juicy 
slit around his deeply embedded shaft. "Your sweet prick feels so fuckin' 
good in me." 

Walking up behind them, Dale and the two children just stared down at the 
lewd scene on the blanket. Dale's boner seemed to harden even more as he 
watched his son's hard, slick cock gliding wetly in and out of Shirley's 
sopping slit as she humped up and down over her son's body. 

With the woman's thighs wrapped around the outside of Ron's legs, the cheeks 
of her ass were pulled widely apart, obscenely exposing her tight little 
asshole just above her cock-filled cunt. Staring down at her tight bung, 
strange thoughts began racing through Dale's mind. Here was the chance for 
sweet revenge. He'd never thought of ramming his cock up her ass before, but 
if the slut was fucking her own son as well as Balls, it would be exciting 
to humiliate the bitch with a painful ass-fucking. God, how he would love to 
degrade her with the vile act of sodomy. 

Filled with both lust and anger, he seemed to forget all about Amy and Bobby 
as he slowly removed his trunks and jockstrap. Standing naked on the beach 
behind them, his lusty cock was stabbing angrily into the air. Moving slowly 
and quietly, he dropped to his knees behind the humping couple. Filling his 
hands with spit, he rubbed the slippery fluid all over his massive boner 
until it was thoroughly drenched. 

Clutching his slippery tool, he nosed the head of it up against the tight 
little ring of her asshole, and then grasping her hips, he lunged violently 
forward, Shirley let out a piercing scream when his big cockhead suddenly 
ripped through the cruelly torn flesh of her tight little shitter. 

"Shut up, you bitch!" he shouted, throwing his entire weight on top of her, 
driving the full length of his cock deep into her bowels. 

"TAKE IT OUT, YOU BASTARD!" she screamed from the piercing pain. "YOU'RE 
KILLING ME!" 

"Shut up!" he repeated. "You like fuckin' so much I'm gonna fuck the shit 
out of you, and I mean that literally." 

"STOP!" she shrieked, on the verge of fainting. "I CANT STAND IT, YOU 
BASTARD!" 

"Did Balls ever fuck your bung?" he roared. 

"NO!" she shrieked. 

"Good," he laughed. "Then I've got me a virgin asshole." 

Looking over the woman's shoulder, he could see the frightened look on his 
son's face as the boy stared up at him. 

"Keep fuckin', son!" he shouted. "We've each got a hole, so keep fuckin'!" 

"NO! NO!" shrieked Shirley when her husband partially withdrew his cock and 
slammed it back up her rectum with even more force than the first time. 
"YOU'RE KILLING ME!" 

"Good!" he yelled, slamming it back in again. "When I get finished with you, 
you'll wish I'd killed you!" 

"PLEASE! PLEASE!" she cried as he speeded the tempo of his cruel thrusts. 

"This is for Balls!" he began chanting in cadence with his brutal thrusts. 
"And this is for your son ... this for Balls ... , and this for your son ... 
this for Balls ... and this for any other son-of-a-bitch that's fucked you 
... and this is for Balls ... and this is-" 

"STOP! STOP!" she shrieked, her entire body seared with pain. 

A strange darkness came over the woman and the torture seemed to lessen as 
she floated into a state of semi-unconsciousness. Drifting away from the 
cruel reality, a feeling of peace flowed through her body, and then there 
was total darkness. 

She had no idea how long it had been, but as she slowly returned to 
consciousness, she was aware of a strange tingling sensation in her rectum. 
It seemed to become more intense by the minute, and she was finding it 
rather pleasant. As the muscles of her asshole relaxed, the pain was slowly 
being replaced by a joyous feeling, coupled by the pleasure of her son's 
cock buried in her cunt. 

There was something deliciously erotic about the feel of her husband's 
slippery prick floating in and out of her asshole. Each thrust of his stiff 
boner felt better than the last as the strange sensation rapidly turned to 
ecstasy. 

"Oh, Dale," she finally gasped. "That feels so good, honey. Jesus Christ, 
that feels good." 

"Gee," whispered Bobby, turning to Amy. "They're making me horny." 

"Me, too," giggled the little freckle faced redhead. "D'ya wanta fuck?" 

"Shit, yes," he grinned. 

The children quickly peeled off their swim suits. 

"Can I fuck you in the ass?" said Bobby. 

"If you want to," she answered. "I think it would be fun." 

Back on the other blanket, Dale was still lustily slamming his dick into his 
wife's tingling shitter as her cunt rode up and down on her son's juicy rod. 
His wife's hot, sucking asshole was the most delicious thing he'd ever 
fucked his cock into, and from her squeals of delight, he could tell that 
she was thoroughly enjoying it as well. The intense heat and tightness of 
her soft, buttery rectum was enough to blow Dale's mind. Crazed by this wild 
new pleasure, the man was soon plunging harder and deeper into her writhing 
shitter. 

"Ooooooooh, Dale," she squealed with rapture, frantically grinding her hot 
ass back around the base of his thrusting cock. "Jesus, baby, that feels so 
pissin' good!" 

The man continued slamming his thick dong harder and deeper into his wife's 
slippery rectum, each thrust feeling better than the last as the intense 
pleasure mounted in her loins. 

"Oh, honey!" she screamed back to her husband as she continued writhing her 
cunt around her son's deeply buried prick. "It feels so shittin' good!" 

The ecstasy was almost more than she could stand as the pair of hard dicks 
drilled deliciously into both of her holes. 

"Oh, yes, honey," she squealed to her son when she suddenly felt his hot 
thick cum gushing up into her cunt. "Squirt me good, baby! Fill me up." 

Writhing her hot, cum-drenched slit around Ron's spurting prick, she could 
feel her husband's cock slamming deliciously into her bowels. 

"Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhh!" she shrieked exploding into a wild orgasm just as 
Dale's hot jizz sprayed her rectum. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!" 

It was pure heaven to be in between them as their cocks filled her two holes 
with fuck-cream. She suddenly realized how much she loved them both. 

Later, as she lay sandwiched between their exhausted bodies, she glanced 
over to where little Bobby was frantically fucking his young cock into Amy's 
cute wiggly bottom. 

"Look, mom," he shouted with joy. "I'm fuckin' Amy in her asshole." 

"I can see, darling," she smiled. "Does it feel good?" 

"Shit yes," he panted. "I love to fuck Amy." 

"That's quite obvious," laughed Shirley, seeing the joy on both his and the 
girl's face. 

Crawling out from between the bodies of her son and husband, she watched 
little Bobby making his last frantic thrusts. The pure joy on his face was 
the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. She suddenly recalled the joy 
she'd seen on Ron's face the night she watched him screwing the little 
redhead. Realizing how much both of her sons enjoyed the girl's young body, 
Shirley's hate for Amy was rapidly disappearing, being replaced by a feeling 
of tender love for the child. 

"Gee, that was neat," grinned Bobby, pulling his spent little prick out of 
Amy's sperm-soaked asshole. 

"Did you enjoy it, Amy?" asked Shirley in a soft voice. 

"Sure," grinned the youngster, surprised at the gentle way Mrs. Dunmar was 
speaking to her. 

"Come here, darling," said Shirley, holding her hands out to her. 

Still a bit wary, Amy moved over by the woman. 

"Amy," said Shirley, gathering the girl in her arms. "Let's be friends. 
These three guys have enough cocks for both of us." 

"Yeah," Amy giggled as Shirley drew the child's face up against her bare 
breast. "But they're all fucked out, right now." 

"I know," smiled the woman. "But they'll all be ready again in a few 
minutes." 

A strange tingle rippled through Shirley's body when she felt the little 
girl's warm breath blowing softly against her nipple. The woman would never 
understand why she did it, but she lifted her tit with her hand and placed 
the nipple between Amy's half-parted lips. Feeling so warm and protected in 
Shirley's arms, the child began gently sucking on the big swollen nipple. 

Neither of them had ever touched another woman's body, but they suddenly 
clung to each other as scorching fires flamed in their suddenly aroused 
loins. The feel of Amy's soft warm lips sucking and pulling on her big 
quivering nipples was the most erotic thing Shirley had ever felt. Lowering 
herself back on the blanket, the woman clung to the child as Amy continued 
sucking hungrily on her tit. 

Facing each other as they lay on the blanket, Shirley drew the child's soft 
naked body up tight against her own. As Amy sucked deeply on the woman's 
erect nipple, Shirley dropped her free hand down between the child's 
slightly parted thighs, excitedly seeking her juicy little twat. When the 
woman's fingers first made contact with Amy's crisp, damp pussy hairs, a 
little flow of hot cunt juices seeped out from between her own legs. 

"Oh, Mrs. Dunmar," slurped Amy when she felt the tip of the woman's gentle 
finger sliding up into the juicy hotness of her aroused slit. "That feels so 
good." 

"I know," said Shirley, sinking her finger deeper into the hot, slick 
passage. "But, please call me Shirley." 

Lifting her mouth from the woman's tit, Amy pressed her hot open lips 
against hers, their soft wet tongues passionately entwining. Sucking their 
slippery tongues in and out of each other's panting mouths, Shirley screwed 
her finger even deeper into the youngster's slippery little twat. 

Finally withdrawing her finger from the child's steaming slit, Shirley 
rolled Amy on to her back and immediately spread herself on top of the girl. 
With their lips locked in a deep passionate kiss, their soft firm tits 
pressed together, their smooth flat tummies burning, against each others' 
hot naked flesh and their thighs entwined, they were frantically writhing 
their hot, hairy cunts into each other. 

"You sweet, sweet child," whispered Shirley, momentarily removing her lips 
from Amy's sweet soft mouth. "You're a precious little fart." 

Sliding down lower on the child's naked body, the woman began licking and 
sucking on her nubile young tits. She'd never tasted anything as juicy as 
the youngster's big turgid nipples. When Amy's firm little boobs were 
thoroughly lathered with her sweet warm spit, Shirley moved further down 
until her tongue found the child's dimpled little belly button. 

"Oh, Shirley!" squealed the child with delight. "That tickles, but I love 
it." 

"If you love this," panted the excited woman, "wait'll I get to your juicy 
little pussy." 

"Are you gonna lick my cunt?" Amy asked excitedly. 

"You're not shittin'," whispered Shirley. "I'm gonna make that sweet little 
box of yours hum." 

"Hurry," begged the youngster. "Stop fuckin' around with my belly button and 
get on with my pussy." 

"Okay, you cute little shit," giggled Shirley% crawling down and burying her 
face between the child's soft little thighs. 

"Ooooooooh, shit," moaned Amy when she felt the woman's tongue slash up into 
her dripping cunt. 

"Does it feel good?" whispered Shirley. "Shit, yes," giggled the youngster. 
"How does it taste?" 

"Delicious," smiled the woman, lifting her face to wipe some of the 
slit-juice from her chin. "No wonder guys love to eat pussy." 

"Can I lick yours, too?" the child asked. "I've never tasted a cunt." 

"Be my guest," panted Shirley, squirming around to make her cunt more 
available to the girl. "I've played sixty-nine enough with men, so I might 
as well try it with you." 

Lifting her leg, Shirley straddled Amy's face as the youngster lay on her 
back. With her juicy twat poised just above the girl's mouth, Shirley leaned 
forward until her own lips once more made contact with Amy's hot little 
red-fringed twat. 

"Oh, Jesus," gasped Amy, looking up into the juicy, pink fuck-hole poised 
just above her face. "I've never looked into a cunt before." 

The hot open pussy-lips were pink and passion swollen. Amy could see the 
woman's erect clit standing up, and looking further into the slippery 
opening, she could see the cunt walls pulsating in anticipation of the 
delicious tongue-fucking they were going to get. 

Grasping the beautiful woman's soft wiggly butt, Amy pulled her hot cunt 
down over her mouth. 

"Oh, Christ," sobbed Shirley, spreading her thighs further apart giving the 
child more room to work. 

Watching Amy and Shirley writhing around in the lewd sixty-nine position 
sucking greedily on each other's cunts soon had Dale and his two sons 
lustily stroking their brand new hard-ons. The soft summer air was filled 
with the slurping sounds of Amy's and Shirley's passionately sucking mouths 
tearing at the delicious pussy-flesh between their legs. Watching as the 
woman and child sucked frantically on each other's hot, dripping slits, it 
was obvious that they were both receiving the tonguing of a lifetime. Both 
on the verge of hysteria, they sucked on and on until they simultaneously 
exploded into their overwhelming orgasms. 

"Jesus, baby," whispered Shirley a few moments later when they'd regained 
enough strength to untangle their lewdly tangled bodies. "I never dreamed a 
pussy could taste so fuckin' good." 

"Neither did I," panted the child. 

"And it felt so shittin' good," smiled Shirley. 

"Look," giggled Amy, pointing to the three stiff cocks. "The guys are ready 
to fuck again." 

"So am I," laughed Shirley. "Which one do you want first?" 

"May I have your husband?" asked the horny youngster. 

"Shit, yes," Shirley smiled. "I've had Dale and Ron. Now I'd like to try 
this little shitter." 

"Me?" asked Bobby with joy. 

"You," grinned his mother. "That's quite a cock for a kid." 

As Amy walked over to join Dale for a fuck-session, Shirley lay back on the 
blanket and spread her thighs for Bobby. 

"Right in here," she whispered excitedly pointing to her open pussy as the 
little boy knelt between her legs. 

"Gee, you gotta lot of hair," he grinned as his mother guided his hard young 
prick up into the juicy hotness of her sizzling fuck-hole. 

"Just shut up and fuck," his mother teased. "I wanta see if you're worth 
keeping." 

Beaming happily, the little boy drove the length of his stiff cock deep into 
the delicious hotness of his mom's cunt. 

"Oh, you sweet baby!" cried his mother as the boy drilled his stiff young 
boner in and out of her dripping slit. "You're a real little fucker." 

On the other blanket, Amy was squealing with joy as Dale lustily pounded his 
thick, meaty prick in and out of the child's deliciously tight little twat. 

"Oh, shit, mister Dunmar," she was squealing with joy. "That's the way, 
honey, fuck the shit out of me." 

Later that afternoon as the exhausted group slowly walked back to the 
cottage, Shirley turned to little Amy. "I wish you could always live with 
us." 

"That would be nice," smiled the child. "But I have my own mother." 

"I wish you didn't have to live in those filthy slums," sighed Shirley. 

"So do I," Amy answered. 

"Amy," said the woman. "Dale has a lot of business contacts. If he can 
arrange a nice job for your mother, would you like to move to a nicer 
neighborhood?" 

"Shit, yes," she answered. 

"I'm sure something can be arranged when we get home," smiled the woman. 

"That would be neat," she grinned. "But can I come back to the cape with you 
again next year?" 

"You bet you can," smiled Shirley. "It wouldn't be a vacation for any of us 
without you." 


THE END
