Steve Neilson, owner of the Paradise Motor Inn, looked up from his desk as Lori Brooks walked in with a younger version of herself immediately behind.
"Mr. Neilson, this is my sister Terri, who is interested in joining our staff." Lori smiled as the two exchanged pleasantries, her boss openly appraising Terri, who, at nineteen, had blossomed suddenly into an attractive young woman.
Steve came around the desk and flung one leg over the corner as he faced the girl. "Sit down, Lori," he said softly. "I just want to ask Terri a few questions." The big bold tits were high on the girl's rib cage, thrusting almost cheekily through the thin white sweater. He put his hands on the rounded shoulders and let his eyes roam slowly downwards over the shapely young figure. Then his hands moved almost reluctantly to her tits, his fingers closing in around the base of each as Terri Brooks fought a convulsive shiver. "Lori tells me you do a little fucking, Terri. Is that right?"
Terri lost her battle with the shiver. "Yes, a little."
"Your boyfriend's a lucky guy." He squeezed the firm round tits very gently. "You've a beautiful pair of tits."
"I ... I ... I don't have a ... a boyfriend."
"You don't?" he asked incredulously.
She shrugged her shoulders, making the tits jiggle in his hands. "There's nothing much in Yorkville."
He nodded his head sympathetically, his hands leaving her raging tits for a moment while his fingers caught the waistband of the sweater. A moment later she was helping him pull it over her head. "Jesus!" he said, as she tried to brush at the long sheath of reddish hair after getting rid of the sweater. "Those are more gorgeous than I had imagined." His hands moved back to mold the velvety smooth globes, his fingers reaching under them to stroke at the soft undersides while his thumbs moved teasingly over the nipples. He glanced at Lori Brooks, who had moved to a better position to watch Steve Neilson's busy hands. "I bet you've played with these yourself, haven't you, Lori?" he asked, an impish grin on the handsome face.
"Not for quite a while, Steve," she admitted, a touch of disappointment in her voice.
"It's something which may prove attractive to some of our guests at the Eden," he said thoughtfully. "You wouldn't object to your sister joining you for a little lovemaking to entertain our guests, would you Terri?"
Terri gave a little shiver. "No," she said, making a little choking noise in her throat. "I wouldn't mind at all." Her tits were on fire and a growing ache in her loins was bursting into flame. Steve Neilson had always been considered the handsomest man in town, and few of her high school friends hadn't dreamed of being fucked by him some day. Now, as she nervously glanced at his hands as they fondled her tits, her nipples already fully extended and springing to the touch of his thumbs, she gave a convulsive shiver. For some reason she just couldn't believe it wasn't a fantastic dream. Unconsciously, she pressed her tits more firmly against his marvelous hands.
"Who's been giving you a little fucking, Terri?"
The question startled her. It also startled Lori, who had tried several times to find out who was screwing her sister.
Steve gave a little laugh and ran one hand down to the waistband of the young girl's skirt, feeling the taut tummy muscles quiver expectantly. "I'm just trying to find out what sort of experience you've had, that's all."
Terri hesitated and looked at Lori, who was nodding her head hopefully.
"I have to make sure my girls who work at the new Eden are fully experienced. You realize that, don't you Terri?"
The deep, soft voice and the gently kneading fingers brought a soothing moan to Terri's throat. "Jack Gilmore," she whispered.
Steve Neilson and Lori Brooks stared at each other, a little shocked and surprised. Gilmore ran the new-car agency in Yorkville, and was a pillar of the community.
"Well I'll be damned," grinned Steve admiringly. "The old dog has a gorgeous wife and five or six kids and still likes to get that cock of his into something new." He bunched the swollen tits suddenly and then gave each nipple a gentle sucking. "I don't think we need worry about experience, need we Terri? He probably gave you a damn good fucking."
But Lori, her interest aroused, wanted a few more details. "How often did Jack get into you?"
Terri looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, I've been seeing him about twice a month for the last six months."
"But where?" asked Lori. The Paradise was the only motel around and she was reasonably sure her sister hadn't been laid there.
"In his office."
"Anyone else?" asked Steve Neilson. Nothing the girl said now would surprise him.
"Mr. McCullen."
This time it was Lori who looked astonished. "Your science teacher in high school?"
Terri nodded her head and ran one hand along her neck to free the long sheath of red hair.
"I always knew those teachers were getting a lot of fucking," grinned Steve. "And at taxpayers' expense, too." He got to his feet and ran his hands flatly over the fabulous tits once more. "Well, I suppose Lori has explained to you that we are opening the new motel across the road in two weeks, and it's a new concept in adult motels. Not only will it have the closed circuit T.V. with X-rated movies, and an indoor pool where swimwear will be a no-no, but we've planned for pleasure rooms and unisex saunas and so on. What we are looking for-your sister and I-are girls like yourself who like a little screwing and who will be trained to be hostesses to work within this new concept."
"As I told you," interrupted Lori, "this is not going to be some sort of brothel. You may get very little real fucking for several days at a time. Our prime purpose is to make the whole scene erotic so that our guests have a good time. Most of the guests, by the way, will be couples. Some may be married people who just want to get away from home and the kids to have a fucking weekend. Others may be a boss and his secretary who just want a lot of action and who may never come out of their room."
Steve handed Terri the sweater and watched the bobbing tits until they were finally covered. "Lori will give you details of the sliding scale of fees, depending on how often you are called upon by guests to entertain." He shrugged his shoulders before going on. "At the moment, the fee structure is negotiable. Paula, my wife, and Lori and I cannot be sure just how that will work"
"Steve wants to make sure he makes nothing from our extra-curricular activities," grinned Lori.
"Sounds terrific to me, anyway," admitted Terri as she pulled at her sweater. Now that the interview was over, she felt relieved. At the same time, she also felt a little disappointed that he hadn't asked her to strip. As it was, he had left her hanging in a void, her cunt aching for a screwing. Briefly she wondered if Jack Gilmore was available this afternoon. "IH see you a week from Thursday. That's the day for a dress rehearsal, isn't it?"
Steve nodded his head. "Yes, and I just hope all the contractors are finished. We're fully booked for that weekend." He caught at Lori's arm as the two women started to go. "I want to work out a few more details before you go, Lori," he said pensively.
"Sure, Steve." Lori walked her sister to the door. "See you later, Sis," she grinned. "You did perfectly."
When Lori Brooks turned, it was to find her boss sitting on the edge of the desk, his arms open and waiting for her. She walked into them, feeling his thighs close around her hips as he crushed his mouth against hers, his hands moving upward between them to encase her big global tits. She accepted his thick juicy tongue and bit on it gently as he thrust it back and forth. Then she moved her hips against his outspread thighs, feeling the upthrust cock as it nuzzled itself against the fly of her slacks. "Mmmm ... " she murmured, when their mouths finally parted. "You got yourself all excited, playing with my little sister's tits, didn't you!"
"Jesus! She really has a pair."
Lori had her arms around his neck, but she recovered one so that she could run her hand down to the front of his pants. A moment later her fingers had closed around the upthrust cock, gently rubbing it up and down as he shivered responsively. "I was sure I was going to see you fuck my sister once you started on those tits of hers."
"Believe me, I wanted to."
"I think she was expecting it," she grinned.
"Now you tell me," he groaned.
They both laughed and kissed again. This time, when they moved apart, Lori said, "Let's go over to Eden and check those rooms again, shall we?"
"Let's," he said, grinning, one hand moving to her firm round ass as they went to the door. Most of the guest rooms were finished in the new motel and there was something teasingly tantalizing about fucking on a water bed surrounded by mirrored walls.
During construction, Steve and his wife had dubbed the new annex the Garden of Eden. More recently, Paula had felt they should call the entire complex the Paradise-Eden Motor Inn. That way the usual guests stopping at the motel would register and be accommodated in the main building, completely unaware that the addition across the street was a free-swinging retreat for more ardent lovers.
In the new section, Steve and Lori inspected the work being done in the unisex sauna. It was a four-tier affair, the long benches reaching from wall to wall, and was larger than the one Steve and Paula had visited outside Los Angeles.
"This is coming along fine," said Lori thoughtfully.
"Yes, and then you and your girls will be busy. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you spend most of your time hosting our guests right here." 'Think so?"
"There's nothing like a good steamy sauna for relaxing those sex nerves and getting one in the mood." He put his arm around Lori's waist before going on. "A guy gets ideas all over again when a couple of good-looking chicks come in naked. I know I did at the one at L.A. All they did was walk in and smile. There was another guy there with his wife and the first thing you know he and I were sporting the biggest hard-ons you ever did see. Paula and the other fella's wife couldn't believe It, and Paula says sucking a hot prick in a steamy atmosphere is out of this world. You can ask her if you like."
Lori slipped her arm under his and around his waist to squeeze him. "You're making me all hairy. What happened next?"
"The two girls came over and started on Paula, running their hands all over and making her real sexy, so that she finally settled down in a kneeling position and went to town on my cock. I just hung in there, almost going insane with all those lovely ripe tits and beautiful cunts exposed to full view. The next thing I knew one girl was holding my cock for Paula, and the other girl was milking Paula's tits and sucking on one. That's when this other fella came over and started running his hands over Paula's upturned ass. He even ran his hands up and down between her thighs and started stroking her cunt so that she was moaning and sucking like crazy. A moment later his wife was actually rubbing his big, upthrust cock and guiding it into Paula's waiting cunt" Steve Neil-son gave a little laugh before going on. "Jesus! Did he ever fuck her, and did she ever love it. She'd never sucked cock and been screwed at the same time, and she almost went crazy. Even after I came, she fust stayed there, humped over and licking at my cock as he humped it into her like a stallion getting into a hot mare."
Lori Brooks turned and looked up into the handsome face of her boss. "You stinker," she grinned. "Let's go and find a room right now. You've got me so fucking hot my panties are soaked and my slacks will be ruined if I wait any longer."
They chose a room with a water bed rather than one with a vibrating bed, and he insisted on watching her undress. She had a fantastic figure which had intrigued him from the first time he had interviewed her. She had dropped out of school and started work as a maid at seventeen, eventually becoming hostess of the dining room by the time she was nineteen and he had started screwing her. Now, in addition to hosting the dining room, she managed the entire staff of the motor inn, taking much of the load from his shoulders as the motel began its expansion.
She purposely took her time removing her clothes. Ever since he had first fucked her, he had insisted she undress completely before he touched her. And by now she knew how. She slipped out of her slacks and carefully folded them before removing her blouse. Neither she nor Terri ever wore a bra, so that first appearance of her splendid tits always brought an appreciative murmur from his throat. Her tits were slightly smaller than her sister's, but just as high and just as bold and firm.
Now she ignored her panties and reached for his fly, moving her hands over the front of his pants and feeling the powerful erection as it reached and strained. Her face widened into a delighted grin as she watched the expression on his face. His eyes were glued to her tits now hanging pendulantly down from her chest, the nipples fully sprouted as if waiting to be sucked. She moved her shoulders so that her tits swayed from side to side. As she did so, she unzipped his fly and opened up the front of his slacks. Then she had one hand inside, searching through the mass of underclothing before extracting the powerful cock from its resting place. "Oh my!" she cooed. "Isn't he big today."
"God! No wonder. First that sister of yours and now you." He tried to sit up to watch her remove her little skimpy panties. That first look at the thatch of coppery hair at her cunt always drove him crazy.
But she had decided to play with him and she reached under the towering cock, her small hand cradling the heavy balls, squeezing them affectionately. Her other hand wrapped itself around the straining column of pulsing cock, sliding to the base and holding it firmly upright as her face moved closer to the throbbing head. "Shall I make him ready?" she asked softly, knowing how much her talking and the little-girl voice she used could drive him wild.
"God! It's ready now."
"Maybe I should take the steam out of him?"
He tried to sit up again but his elbows just sank into the softness of the water bed. Then he watched, holding his breath as Lori, with a devilish grin, opened her mouth wide, and a moment later her soft wet lips had surrounded the tip of his steaming cock, sinking to the ridge where the busily working mouth began a gentle twisting and sucking motion that had him hanging on with trembling delight. "Jesus! Jesus!
Jesus!" he groaned, unable to believe the exquisite pleasure she was giving him.
She slowly withdrew her mouth, but held the rearing cock in place. Then she pointed her tongue and stabbed at the tight little knot at the top of the glans, giggling delightedly as he shivered with excitement. "He's so excited," she murmured, keeping her voice childlike. "He just wanted to get into little Terri so badly and she didn't invite him." The cock jerked in her hand in response to her teasing. "Yes," she went on, knowing all this was sending him crazy, "he's just got to get into that tight little teen-age cunt as soon as he can. He's just got to stretch himself up inside and then fuck and fuck and fuck her as hard as he can." The cock gave an enormous jerk as Steve Neilson lost control of his hips entirely. Then Lori delicately moved her mouth over the tip of the throbbing cock, slowly sinking her entire mouth down the length of the hot pulsing rod, her lips and tongue lavishing the shuddering cock with soothing, clinging movements until the head was nuzzling in the softness of her throat.
For several minutes he could only claw frantically at thin air. "I don't want ... want ... to ... " He managed to raise himself from the waving water bed long enough to grab at her hair, securing two handfuls and then wrenching her mouth away from his thumping cock. "I don't want to be sucked off ... I just want to be ... " Before he could finish Lori had thrown herself on top of him, both bodies sinking momentarily into the softness of the water bed, only to be catapulted upwards as the buoyancy returned beneath them. "Jesus! At least let me get my clothes off," he cried as her warm, exquisitely soft body toppled away from his.
She tore at the flimsy little briefs she was wearing as he frantically removed his shirt and slacks, the unstable bed making it difficult, so that Lori was doubled up with laughter. When he finally got rid of everything he suddenly pounced on her trying to keep her spread beneath him, her giggling laughter, for some reason, making him mad.
"Now I'm going to fuck the ass off you," he snapped, grabbing at her wrists as he mounted her squirming young body. His throbbing cock sank itself into the velvety softness of her belly and he tried to use his knees to force her thighs apart. He almost succeeded as the mattress beneath them moved like quicksand, and he had to press himself down to hold her in place, her tits straining against his chest like big firm grapefruit. "Open up! Open up!" he snarled, once again bracing his knees against her obstinate thighs.
Lori Brooks was beside herself with excitement. She loved to wrestle a little before a fucking, finding it gave her an exhilarated feeling of stimulation around her cunt. "No, no, no!" she screamed, the pressure from his knees slowly but surely making her spread her thigh. She tried to spread her arms but his vise-like grip on her wrists thwarted every effort "I want to suck!" They were rising and falling as the water bed moved beneath them. "No Steve, no!" Her thighs were almost in a straight line and he was trying to raise his powerful cock from her belly. A moment later, glancing down between their writhing bodies, she had a glimpse of the huge column of thick cock, swinging like a boom and poised to enter her pulsing hole. The heavy cluster of balls hung suspended beneath as if in readiness to shoot the boiling semen to the summit of her cunt. "No, no, pleasel" Steve Neilsen held back while his eyes took in the towering tits, their nipples like little fingers pointing at his mouth. He arched himself slightly, his eyes moving to the thick mat of red pubic hair, his cock jerking spasmodically at the thought of entering the wooly entrance to her cunt. He waited patiently for the bed to slow its gyrations, and ignored a little series of squeals Lori was discharging from her throat. Then he lunged forward, cursing as the end of his reaching cock missed her hole and buried itself in the silky softness of her pubic hair.
Lori laughed derisively and tried to close her thighs. She failed, but then the bed cooperated catching them both by surprise, so that an instant later Steve had rolled over and fallen off her body. Then, like a cat, she had thrown him completely over and was mounted on him, her hands frantically trying to contain his arms as her firm young body enveloped him, her thighs closing to encase the steaming cock so that it stood upthrust and throbbing between the billowy warmth of her creamy soft ass cheeks. "Mnnnn ... " she sighed, closing her eyes to savor the soothing relief which had settled around her cunt. "Doesn't that feel good?" The lips of her cunt had parted as if to kiss the straining shaft of hot cock resting against her hole. The head of the cock was nuzzling her asshole, the thin stream of boiling fuck-juice lubricating the delicate membranes before running down the throbbing cock to wet and mat her pussy hair.
"Marvellous!" croaked Steve, as her creamy soft thighs brought some relief to his steaming cock. "Just let me get into you."
"No, no," she whispered, "it's much too nice like this." She began to move her hips and thighs in a gentle, rotating movement, pressing backwards ever so slightly so that her excited cunt could rub against his cock. "Oh man! That really feels good."
She still held his wrists, her arms braced so that her fabulous tits hung down but an inch or two from his face. As she continued the movement of her hips, the tits began to sway, hanging like Chinese lanterns just out of his reach. He stared at them longingly, the movement of her crotch against his cock bringing some relief as he gasped and choked for air. "Let's start fucking," he pleaded, making his own hips move in unison with hers.
"In a minute." She opened her eyes and caught the hungry look in his eyes as he ogled her tits. She lowered her shoulders until her nipples scraped through the coarse mat of hair on his chest. Startling streaks of ecstasy swept her tits as the nipples were caught teasingly in the curly wires of hair. "Man! That really feels good." She moved her shoulders so that the sensational tits trailed back and forth across his chest. She saw the look of hunger in his eyes. "Like those?" she asked, knowing how much he loved them. When he nodded his head and made a pleading noise in his chest, she said, "Which one?"
He tried to raise his head and move it forward to sink his mouth around one firm tit, but failed.
"Both," he gasped. "Just fuck and let me suck them." She surprised him by arching herself suddenly. The movement allowed his cock to travel down the chasm of her ass. She held it there for what seemed like hours. Then slowly, she forced the silky soft thighs down around the steaming prick, grinning at the look on Steve's face as she reached behind so that her fingers could stroke and then flutter around the head of his cock. The cock responded with a burst of hot fluid onto her fingers. "He's really getting excited," she whispered, running her fingers down the length of the cock as she parted her thighs slightly. "He really wants to fuck!" She edged her hand down to his balls, clutching them tightly and pulling on them gently. The cock reared hopefully and began reaching against her ass. "I think he wants to get into me, Steve, don't you?"
"Christ, what a tease!" He made a valiant effort to withdraw his hips sufficiently to make his cock enter her hole. "Just let's fuck, uh? You're driving me crazy."
Still holding his balls, she slowly raised her hips, the head of his cock sliding down over her asshole and through the wet valley of her crotch. A moment later, with a little flip of her thighs, the throbbing cock was imbedded to the hilt in her warm, welcoming cunt.
They both cried out in sheer relief, the indescribable joy of the first full penetration sweeping their minds into a dazzling orbit of ecstasy. She released his balls and stretched herself catlike along the length of his powerful body, the ten inches of thick, hot cock reaching and straining and filling her inside. She crushed her mouth on his, little whimpers of appreciation bursting in her throat as his tongue began a series of fucking movements through her quivering lips.
She waited for the bed to settle and then began moving her cunt muscles along the stem of his cock. She was fully impaled, her pubic hair tangled and matted with the thick collar of hair around the base of his cock. Methodically she worked on ihe throbbing shaft, the rotating movement of her pelvic bone on his so slight that the bed cooperated with a gentle movement of its own. She released his wrists and his hands found her tits, easing them out from between their chests so that his fingers promptly found the nipples to begin a plucking rhythm that had her gasping with delight.
How long they stayed like that, neither could ever remember. They had fucked many times before, but never like this. She sucked hungrily on his tongue, just as her cunt was sucking on his cock. Neither wanted it to end, yet their bodies craved the inevitable explosion which could consume them like fire.
The cock thickened unexpectedly. She could feel every muscle as it widened her cunt. Frantically, she tried to limit the convulsions of her cunt as it clasped and encouraged the reaching shaft. She gave a little cry as the first tentative spurt of hot fuck juice jetted from the end of the cock to strike the door to her cervix. She made the mistake of raising her face from Steve's and then placing her hands on his shoulders, giving him his first full view of her magnificent tits. Then, almost without warning, the cock deep inside her gave a convulsive shudder as Steve eagerly grabbed at her tits, taking one in his mouth as his cock shuddered once more. Unable to contain herself any longer, Lori gave a plaintive cry. Briefly she hoped the bed would cooperate a little bit longer, but by then her hips had begun the familiar fucking motion, lifting and falling so that her raging cunt could accept and swallow at least eight inches of fantastic cock with each determined lunge.
The waving movement of the bed became more methodical, taking its rhythm from the thrusting of their bodies. Steve surprised her by switching to the other tit, taking in at least three inches of the end and sucking on it voraciously. She gave a cry and braced her knees apart, delighted to find the surging of the water-bed lifted Steve's hips and thighs to slam them against hers, at the same time sinking the huge cock to the hilt in her waiting cunt. Another few lunges and she was crying out pathetically. "Oh just fuck me! Just fuck me, Steve! Holy Mary!" She threw caution to the wind, and while Steve's marvelous mouth suckled deeply on her tit she began the driving, relentless thrashing of her hips against his, until the towering shaft of cock finally exploded at the apex of her cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
It was a hot, humid morning and Steve and Paula Neilson had decided to have breakfast near the swimming pool. They had just seated themselves when a young waitress appeared at the glass door leading to the dining room, carrying the carafe of coffee which always started the Neil-sons' day.
"Good morning, Linda!" Steve allowed his eyes to move over the slim, young teenager, who was a high school drop-out whom Lori had hired only a week before. She was wearing the blue-and-white striped minidress the waitresses wore at breakfast, which Lori had designed herself. It was cut to the very top of the thighs and featured a vee neck cut well belong the ribcage. On Linda Mason it emphasized pointed little tits, the sides of which were clearly visible as the girl leaned forward to pour the coffee. At the same time, the high hemline allowed an ample view of clean white thighs and the soft under-bulges of her firm little ass.
"Good morning," she replied, a little shyly. She still could not get over her good fortune in finding employment at the inn. There were few jobs available in Yorkville at the best of times, and with the exception of a canning factory, the inn was the largest employer in or near Yorkville. "It's going to be a nice day."
Steve, who had been studying the little tits, said, "What do you do after you leave here after lunch, Linda?"
She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing, really. We live on a small farm and I help with the chores." She wrinkled her nose. "I don't like farm work." She sighed and reached in her pocket for an order pad.
"IH have juice, ham and one egg, toast and marmalade," said Paula, smiling up at the girl and hoping to give her confidence.
"I'll have the same, but make it two eggs," said Steve, reaching for the morning newspaper as the girl walked away.
As she was nearing the dining room, Paula Neilson stretched and gave a groan. 'You don't need two eggs, Steve Neilson. You're horny enough already."
"They're good for me. They keep me virile."
Paula gave a sarcastic little laugh. "After last night I would think you'd need time to recuperate."
Steve reached for his coffee cup, taking time to look his wife over. At thirty-five, she looked younger, her big nicely shaped tits nestled in a white halter which stood out starkly against her deeply tanned skin. "The way you're showing off those beautiful tits of yours, I thought you were trying to make me horny again." Paula said nothing, but viewed him with a wide grin, and he added, "Thank heavens we didn't eat in the dining room. You'd drive those poor salesmen up the walls."
"They could always leave for home and their wives a little earlier." She had to admit she found the appreciative stares of many of the regular salesmen who stayed at the inn quite flattering. In fact, there were at least half a dozen who could turn her right on. "Are you going to let any of the regulars book into Eden, when it opens?"
Steve gave up trying to read the newspaper. "Not very likely to appeal to them. A hundred bucks a night is pretty steep."
"That's for a room, not per person, isn't it?"
"True, but add another hundred for a hostess when you haven't got a wife or girlfriend of your own, and that's pretty heavy money."
"Any more luck on hostesses?"
"No. We have Lori and Terri, and Lori is still carefully checking for others."
"It's only a week away."
"I know, but I'd rather have two or three like Lori than a dozen crummy dogs. After all, in a big city you could advertise openly. Here, we have to be discreet and play it cool. We're pretty certain Faye Coleman will grab at the chance."
"That's the cute leggy blonde who is a maid in the East block, isn't it?"
"Yes, the one with nice tits and a shag cut."
"I thought she was married."
"She is, but her husband is in Alaska or some God-forbidden spot and she misses her tail. Lori's caught her twice getting screwed by our salesmen guests."
Paula grinned. "If it was either Bill Coleman or Grant Henderson, I'm envious."
"You always did like shaking those tits and wiggling your ass for Bill's and Grant's benefit, didn't you."
"You weren't supposed to notice," she chided him.
Steve shrugged his shoulders. "You know I don't mind. I think a strange piece is as good as a tonic for everyone." He caught sight of Linda Mason returning with the breakfasts on a tray. He lowered his voice an octave. "And Lori is checking out Linda too. We hear a couple of the farm boys down the road are screwing the ass off her."
Paula studied the girl as she approached. "Awfully small tits," she murmured out of the corner of her mouth. Then, as the girl proceeded to set the table, she studied the tea-cup sized tits more thoroughly. A man with hands like Steve, she decided, could completely encase those tits. The thought of such a thing happening while the young teenager struggled under the determined fucking of an experienced, older man, brought a mounting wave of excitement to settle in her cunt.
Steve Neilson cut into the slab of ham and watched the firm round ass of the girl as she returned to the main building. "Something like that could be very appealing to some men I've known," he said thoughtfully.
"Including you?" laughed Paula as she poured fresh coffee in both cups.
"Yes, she'd be a tight little thing," he admitted, trying to keep a straight face. "Of course, I would only do it to break her in until she got the hang of it."
Paula was beside herself and almost choked on some toast. "How old is she?"
"Seventeen, I think. But if she's big enough, she's old enough, and besides, if she's getting it, she may as well be paid for it."
"That's only two years older than Judy," pointed out Paula, a little shocked that their own daughter might be getting screwed when she was seventeen. "And talking of Judy, I wonder where she is?"
"Johnny may have eaten before us. He was going to help Lori set up Salon B for that service club luncheon today."
Just then, Judy appeared from a rear entrance. She was wearing a bikini which, even at fifteen, she was filling out quite handsomely. In fact, as she joined them at the table, Steve and Pauline both decided that Judy's tits might be just a little more developed than Linda Mason's.
"No swimming for an hour after breakfast," warned Paula thoughtfully. "And don't let Johnny talk you into it."
Judy smiled, and then looked longingly toward the dining room.
"Maybe you should go and get your own," advised Steve. "The girls are pretty busy right now with all our regular guests."
Just then Linda Mason hurried toward them to take Judy's order and check on Mr. and Mrs. Neilson.
As she started to leave, Steve said, "Have you seen Johnny around, Linda?"
She stopped and turned, dropping her order pad and giving Steve a good view of her small, pointed tits hanging like big pears inside her dress. "He ate at seven-thirty, Mr. Neilson. I think he's helping Lori."
Steve smiled and nodded his head. "Thanks, Linda. I'll see him later." As he speared the last piece of ham, he glanced at Paula. "You won't forget to go to Yorkville this week and sign those papers at the bank, will you? Old Barron will be having a fit." Sidney Barron was the manager at the local bank and had been of considerable help in helping finance the new extension to the inn.
"I was going this afternoon," said Paula. "Did you want me to invite him to the opening?"
"What?" asked Steve incredulously. "The poor guy would have a heart attack." He looked up to find Paula with an amused grin curling the corners of her mouth.
"He may surprise you. You're a man, and you wouldn't notice." Sidney Barron reminded her of Clark Gable in his heyday, and the way he tried to ogle her tits without making it noticeable had always intrigued her. Briefly she wondered if he'd have the nerve to fuck at the right time and in the right place.
"He'd have a fit if he knew he had loaned money for a place like Eden," Steve snorted.
"I can hardly wait for the opening," allowed Judy pensively.
Paula looked at Steve and then shook her head. "You cannot go to the opening," she said firmly.
"Neither can Johnny. You have to be over twenty-one."
"Oh shootl" Judy had suspected sex had something to do with it, but wasn't sure exactly in what way. It was all so mysterious, like the warm glow in her tits and the full ache in her cunt whenever she saw Johnny crawl out of the pool and yank at his swimshorts so there was a bulge in front. "Couldn't I just see through, before it opens?"
"No," said Paula, more firmly. "One day IH explain it all to you."
"Oh nutsl" For some reason Judy had nursed a dim hope that she and Johnny could go to Eden together. There, by some miracle, he would willingly show her his cock and let her play with it. In return, she would let him have a real good look at her tits-even let him play with them, if he wished-and then spread her legs so that he could see and feel her little cunt. Her mind flew to a picture her best friend had brought to school. It was a picture of a boy actually kissing a young girl's cunt, and it had been the talk of the school for weeks. Judy's cunt quivered in response to her daydreaming, but then she was aware of Linda Mason by her side, placing the milk and hot toast before her.
That afternoon, at the bank in Yorkville, Paula Neilson swung long legs out of the little convertible to the accompaniment of low whistles from workmen repairing some steps nearby. She had ignored the current trend to longer skirts, preferring instead to wear hers an inch or two above the knee. This enabled her to show shapely legs and the start of gently tapering thighs to best advantage. Today she had chosen a yellow skirt, with a matching silk blouse which was deceptively plain, but which was a small enough size to show big firm tits with little or no sag, moving joltingly as she walked. Her blonde hair, superbly cut to surround her beautiful face, did nothing to take away from her huge blue eyes, which always gave her an air of innocence most men found fascinating.
In the bank, the relatively young assistant manager took as long as possible to usher her into the palatial office of Mr. Barron. He was reasonably sure she was wearing no bra, and had made a point of dialing a wrong number on the intercom so that he could study her tits more thoroughly as she paced impatiently on the other side of the counter.
Sidney Barron was already on his feet when Paula entered his office. He made a point of dragging one of the heavy chairs from the front of his desk to a place alongside it, so that after the usual greetings he could watch her sit down and cross those fabulously long legs before him.
"I understand you have some papers for me to sign, Mr. Barron," she said, barely managing to resist a grin as the handsome older man tried to take in her thrusting tits and the four inches of creamy brown thigh now exposed below her skirt.
"Ah, yes. Mr. Neilson and the lawyers have signed everything, Mrs. Neilson, but you as a co-owner should sign as well." He pressed a lever on the intercom. "Miss Findlayl Bring those papers for the Paradise Motor Inn file, please."
Paula took the opportunity to insert her finger in the waistband of her skirt, tucking the blouse well in so that her global tits were more pro-nounced than ever. A moment later Miss Findlay appeared, clutching a thick file and placing it before the manager's place. She then opened it and extracted several legal documents which Paula signed.
"That wasn't too painful," smiled Paula as the secretary disappeared through the door. Both she and Mr. Barron, she noted, had watched the tight little ass of the secretary as it swayed from side to side.
"No, it wasn't," agreed Sidney Barron, turning in the swivel chair to get a last look at those fantastic tits. "You know, Mr. Barron, both Steve and I hope you and Mrs. Barron will come and visit the new addition as our guests."
The banker coughed a little nervously. "Oh ... I ... well, I doubt it, Mrs. Neilson. From what I hear by the grapevine, I understand ... well ... it's for the younger crowd, isn't it? I mean ... " he gave a nervous little laugh. "I mean ... I don't think Mrs. Barron would go for all that ... you know ... hot love stuff youmention in the brochures ... "
Paula looked at him curiously. "Oh come on now, Mr. Barron. I don't know Mrs. Barron, but I cannot believe you are past making whoopee and having a good time." She leaned forward so that her tits fell against the silky material of her blouse. "I've always thought of you as a very virile young man."
Sidney Barron made a choking sound. "I'm fifty."
"What did I tell you! In the prime of life. I've always found that men of fifty really know their stuff when it comes to ... to ... loving." She had almost said fucking, but thought better of it. "Besides, a man with your responsibility and all those tensions should have a release every now and again. You know, it's not good being all tensed up and worrying about this and that without having that sexual release nature meant you to have." She could almost hear his mind working. "Mrs. Barron isn't interested anymore, hm?" she asked quietly.
"No. Well ... er ... we haven't slept together for ages. I mean we ... I mean ... she doesn't seem to ... well, want to."
Paula made a clucking noise with her tongue "That's too bad. I thought you looked a little uptight." She straightened her shoulders and noted the flicker of excitement in the twinkling gray eyes. "And this is so convenient-and discreet." A look of hope flashed briefly across his face. "I think that is so important. A man and his wife, or friend, can completely disappear in their room in the Garden of Eden, and there they can have dinner served, have a sauna together, watch a good blue movie on our closed circuit T.V. to get them in the mood. After that-well, I need hardly explain further to a virile male like yourself. You can imagine what a water bed or a vibrator bed can do to two naked people anxious to get to know each other better."
He had to uncross his legs, the stirring in his balls surprising him. He caught himself staring alternately at the outlines of her gorgeous tits and the creamy soft thighs. Somehow, the hem of the skirt was now at least six inches above the shapely knees. "It does sound ... well ... interesting." The hopeful look was back in his eyes, which were focused on those twin bulges in the front of that silk blouse. But then his expression changed to one of disappointment. "But I'm afraid Mrs. Barron just wouldn't ... well ... she's quite a bit older ... and ... "
He had turned in the big swivel chair and now they were facing each other, their knees almost touching, so that when Paula leaned forward this time, she just naturally put her hands on his knees. She noted the little tremble. "That's a shame, Mr. Barron, but we see it all die time in our business." When he looked questioningly at her, she went on. "Our weekend business consists of executives like yourself, with their girlfriends, all trying to unwind." She let him think about that for a moment, and then said, as if it had just occurred to her, "How about Miss Findlay?"
He looked startled and forgot what he was doing, with the result that he covered Paula's hands with his own. "My secretary?" he asked incredulously.
Paula laughed and took advantage of the situation, slipping her hands out from beneath his and putting them on top. At the same time, she lifted his and placed them on her own knees. "Why not?" she asked, with a reassuring little laugh. "Lots of bosses have a little affair with their secretary. She'd be a virgin, I imagine, but she certainly had a very presentable pair of ... pair of ... "Tits!" He shivered as he said it, and his fingers sank into the firm skin at the top of her knees.
Paula gave a little laugh. "I thought you'd noticed, you rascal you. I bet you've been eyeing those firm young tits of hers all this time, and for all you know, she's just been longing for you to unbutton that blouse of hers and take them from their hiding place."
"Good lord!" His cock was actually stiffening in the front of his pants, and the ache in his balls was growing by the minute. Briefly he toyed with the idea of withdrawing one hand from her knee and pulling at his crotch to give his cock more room. But just then her hands seemed to cover his more firmly, and as she sat back to laugh all the more at the expression on his face, her hands just naturally pulled his another three or four inches along the tops of her thighs. "Oh! Good God, she'd never do anything like that. She's so religious, and quite shy."
Paula could see it would take all day to make him realise Miss Findlay was probably dying for cock. 'I'll tell you what, Mr. Barron."
"Can me Sidney."
"Thank you, I will. What I was going to say, Sidney, is that you should come as my guest, have dinner, look the place over, and if you like it as much as I think you will, I wouldn't be surprised if you turn up with Miss Findlay later, for a lost weekend. How's that?" She squeezed his hands, which in turn squeezed her thighs, so she held them a little longer. "If you want to try a sauna or enjoy a massage or use any of our facilities, you can, of course. I took a six-month masseuse course myself," she went on, noting how the prospect of a massage under her willing hands made him tremble noticeably. "And if I do say so myself, I can make a man completely relax during a good massage."
He swallowed hard and stared at her tits. He couldn't believe he would relax while watching those big boobs, with her rubbing him all over at the same time. His cock was jerking like crazy right now, caught up in his underpants and painfully trapped as it tried to thrust upward for relief. "It does sound wonderful," he conceded thoughtfully.
She lifted his hands and put them on her waist, at the same time moving her face nearer to his. Then she kissed him on the mouth, surprising him. "That's for being so nice to Steve and me and making all those financial arrangements," she said, moving his hands up to the sides of her tits before releasing them to see what he would do. She kissed him again, this time allowing her warm, wet mouth to linger for a while. Then, as he gave an enormous shudder and his hands moved automatically to cover and feel more of her fabulous tits, she dropped her own hand into his crotch, gently spreading her fingers over his genitals and giving them an affectionate squeeze. "Lovely," she said softly, when they finally broke apart. "I'll see you for dinner a week from Friday. Shall we say-eight o'clock?"
Sidney Barron cleared his throat and made a gasping sound as he tried to stand up. "Yes ... I guess ... well, eight will be fine. A week next Friday."
They straightened up together, and Paula had to wait until he had removed his hands. A few minutes later she was driving as fast as she could in the direction of the Paradise Motor Inn. She wanted to see the look on Steve's face when she made the reservation for Sidney Barron.
Meanwhile, that afternoon back at the motor inn, Lori Brooks finished supervising the service club luncheon and wandered into the dining room to check on the girls. Her eyes immediately fell on Linda Mason, sitting on her haunches and stowing away the last of the clean linen in a cupboard. For some reason, the way the young girl was sitting in her heels with her thighs wide open made Lori wonder if Linda could sit so straight if fully impaled on a good, healthy, mature cock. While she was thinking about it, Lori made up her mind, and walked over to the girl.
"Hi Lori! I'm almost through."
"That's all right, Linda. I was wondering if I could have a word with you before you go." When Linda assured her she was in no hurry to go home, Lori said, "It'll only take a few minutes. Maybe you could see me in Mr. Neilson's office?"
"Sure, Lori. Is everything okay? I mean, I am satisfactory, I hope."
"Very," smiled Lori, allaying the teenager's fears, and she went in search of Steve to make sure she could borrow his office.
Twenty minutes lata:, Lori Brooks was ushering Linda Mason into the office and steering the girl into one corner of tie modernistic sofa at die far side. She saw next to Linda, one arm along the back of the sofa while she took in the shapely little tit which was firmly pushing the lapel of the low-cut neckline into a gentle arc. "Linda," she said, when they were comfortably settled, "I want to talk to you about Eden, when it opens."
"Oh, really! All the girls are excited about it."
Lori smiled. There was no mistaking the girl's enthusiasm. "I know they are, but we shall be selecting only one or two."
Linda's face fell. "I see."
"Do you know why, Linda?"
Linda pondered the question for some time. "Because most of the guests will bring their own wives?"
Lori laughed and let her arm fall from the sofa onto Linda's shoulders. "That's right, but some may come alone if invited by Mr. Neilson. The main reason we are selecting carefully, Linda, is because all these people are important and they won't want everyone knowing what happens in Eden while they enjoy themselves. Nothing taking place in Eden must ever be discussed with anyone outside Eden, do you understand, Linda?"
Linda brightened considerably. "Oh yes, Lori. I'd never say a word."
Lori smiled at the sincerity of the teenager. "All right. Now, naturally we want girls who like men and who have some experience. We also want girls who look appealing to both men and women." While she talked, Lori unobtrusively brought her other hand up and inserted it into the opening at the front of the girl's uniform. Her fingers trailed over the firm small mound of warm flesh and then gathered it in, the fingertips closing around the base and containing it. Linda gave a startled shiver and sucked in her breath. "That feels beautiful, Linda," she said softly, working her fingers smoothly over the soft little tit as it started to ripen.
Linda Mason swallowed hard. "They're small."
Lori gave a short laugh. "How old are you?"
"Seventeen."
"They're coming along beautifully, and don't forget some men adore small tits."
"They do?" The two boyfriends who dated her rarelymentioned them. One usually sucked her left one just before he came inside her.
"Doesn't your boyfriend admire and play with them?"
"Sometimes."
"Not nearly enough, huh, Linda?" grinned Lori, moving her free hand to the zipper at the back of the girl's neck. "May I take a look at them?" Before Linda could agree, the dress was slipping from her shoulders. "Oh my, yes. They are sensational little tits. Well pointed and perfectly thrust out." She smiled at the bright crimson which had flooded the girl's cheeks. "You won't have to be shy in Eden, you know. Men will want to see these and toy with them. Even kiss and suck on them, if they feel like it. And you should want to flaunt them. Always be proud of your tits, Linda. They're one thing that can drive a man crazy and give you what you want."
Lori was using both hands, kneading and squeezing the fabulous young tits and driving the teenager out of her mind. Linda glanced down to where the soft, smooth hands were gliding teasingly over her excited breasts, a little shocked to see her nipples so big. They were far larger than she had ever seen them before, and the way Lori could stroke and brush at them every now and again, and send tingling streaks of ecstasy to dart all through her tits, was out of this world. She gave a shallow moan and let her head slip under Lori's chin, another shiver of joy racing through her young body as this new position enabled the hand looped over her shoulder to concentrate more fully on her raging tit. "Aaaaagh ..she groaned.
"Yes, that does feel nice, doesn't it?"
"Wonderful."
Lori concentrated on the nubile breasts until they were fully firm and appeared to be straining. Linda's head was moving around beneath Lori's chin. She waited patiently, and when the teenager's face turned sideways, she kissed it near the ear. Linda shuddered and turned her face even more. The kiss this time was nearer her mouth and she sighed gratefully. The hands on her tits now were firmer, stronger, more like a man's hands would feel if he really adored tits.
Lori kissed the teenager again. "You're an affectionate little thing, aren't you, Linda?" she whispered. "And I hear you're getting a little fucking these days."
Linda gave a wanton little cry. It had never dawned on her that anyone knew she was fucking.
"Is it true, you have two boyfriends getting into you?"
This time Linda smothered a broken cry. Everyone in town must know Carl and Frank were screwing her all the time. "Well, I ... I ... "
Lori found the young girl's embarrassment delightful. She allowed one hand to move ever so slowly down to the uniform which was wrapped around the slim waist. Edging her fingers under it, she spread her hand and began a slow, deliberate rotating motion over the velvety smooth belly muscles, feeling them tighten and quiver. She kissed Linda again, this time near die temple.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, Linda," she murmured. "Healthy young girls like their cock, nowadays." She allowed her fingers to go deeper, slipping them under the elastic of die bikini-styled brief to scratch through the silky pubic hair. The teenager gave a convulsive shiver, her legs and thighs moving erratically as Lori continued the swirling motion of her fingertips in the thin crop of wispy hair. "How long have you been getting cock, Linda?" she asked softly, brushing her lips against the trembling girl's hair."
Linda took a deep breath, managing to turn her face a little more so that she could look up into Lori Brooks' pretty face. "Since ... since Christmas."
Lori smiled down at her. "Sort of a Christmas present, was it, Linda?"
"It was after a dance," gasped Linda, aware that Lori was trying to push down the uniform and her panties too. She obligingly lifted her hips from the edge of the sofa and shuddered as Lori's hand brushed at her thighs while getting rid of the clothing. It fell around her ankles and she promptly kicked it free. Lori's beautiful mouth pressed hers as gentle probing fingers began a delicate but through examination of her pulsing cuntlips. "Aaaagh ... " she whispered.
Lori held the kiss as she studied the girl's saucer-like blue eyes. They were already veiled with lust, with a yearning look in them. Lori trailed her tongue back and forth across the quivering lips, parting them occasionally and boring her tongue inside. She began to milk at the tit she was holding, and at the same time gather the tight cuntlips between her fingertips. A moment later the teen-ager was gratefully spreading her thighs to give Lori more room to perform the sensational plucking of her cunt. She twisted and moaned, not wanting to lose either the fingers on her delirious cunt or the warm, affectionate mouth on hers.
To Lori Brooks the experience was one she would never forget. It had been a long time since she and her sister had indulged in anything like this, and she had never realized how capable she was when it came to arousing another woman. She eased the pressure of her lips. "So you've been fucking regularly since then, hm?" she mumbled, her tongue stabbing around the warm, wet mouth. When the teenager nodded slightly so as not to lose the soothing kisses, Lori said, "And you like it."
"I love it," she gasped.
Lori stopped pulling at the cuntlips, her forefinger stroking at the slit for a moment and then moving into the moist wetness as the girl shuddered and moaned. The finger was immediately smothered in a burst of hot come. "Lovely," whispered Lori, stretching her finger in to the hilt, the tight little cunt closing in around it and almost sucking on it. "That's perfect," smiled Lori, hoping the come bursting through her own panties was not soaking into the sofa. She pulled her finger out of the pulsing hole and then reinserted it with a second, widening out the throbbing cunt and holding them just inside. As she had expected, the young girl wanted more. She began an urgent thrusting of her hips in order to get more of the delicious fingers inside. The firm round ass was bouncing on the edge of the sofa. Rich, creamy come flowed freely from around the fin-gers as the anxious cunt waited in vain for a big, full-sized cock. Lori waited until the teenager's excitement had reached a crescendo. Then she kissed her tenderly on her cheek and nose. "How about cock, Linda?" she asked softly, as the girl's moans got louder and more pathetic. "Do you like to suck a little cock now and again?"
"Yes, God yes! I love it, Loril I love it!" She'd only sucked cock twice. Both times she had been so excited she hadn't known what she was doing. Suddenly she realized the sensational stimulation of her cunt had ceased and she gave a cry of dismay. She was hanging on the peak of die most fantastic orgasm she had ever had-and now it was fading, dying collapsing in pain. "Oh Lori!" she whimpered, managing to sit up halfway and turn so that she could wrap her arms around the older woman's neck, "Lori, please!"
"How about your cunt, Linda? Ever have it chewed by those boyfriends of yours?"
Linda made a choking, strangling noise in her throat. "No," she cried, her body now wracked with twitching convulsions. "No, I never have."
Lori straightened up to face the girl, her hands moving to the hard young tits to knead and squeeze them affectionately. "Some men love to eat cunt," she said softly, the pitiful expression on the teenager's face touching her, "and some are very good at it. Mr. Neilson is one and he loves to eat a girl's cunt." She laughed at Linda's expression, which had suddenly changed to one of alarm. The big blue eyes became unbelievably wide and she started glancing in the direction of the door. "I thought Mr. Neilson might drop in before," admitted Lori, smiling as Linda Mason gave a series of wild shudders. "I guess he must have got tied up with the contractors across the road." She was very disappointed Steve hadn't made it. Watching the teenager minister to his cock would have been something to see. And it wouldn't have been difficult to talk him into fucking the little doll just to see how she behaved under pressure. She pensively bunched the brazen little tits and impulsively moved her face closer, and the teenager grunted with relief as Lori's hot, wet mouth closed around two inches of excited tit For several minutes, Linda Mason stood the tantalizing sucking of her tit. She moaned pathetically, her hands moving here and there and finally landing on Lori's head. A moment later Linda began falling backwards against the sloping arm of the sofa, her head falling over as she braced her shoulders and thrust her tit more forcibly into the fiery mouth. As she did so, she was vaguely aware that Lori was standing now, bending over her so that the ravishing mouth could continue its work. But then Lori's soft hand was brushing across her thigh, and a moment later was lifting it onto the sofa. "Aaaaagh ... " she whimpered as a hundred fingers seemed to tease her everywhere. Never in her life had she known such ecstasy. Usually her boyfriends played with her tits awhile, and then with her cunt, briefly. After that it was steady humping, and not enough of that for her liking. Now she cried out as Lori switched to the other tit the fingers gliding and fluttering over her thighs and then her belly, over her cuntlips and even under her ass.
Lori suddenly stopped sucking, kissing the teenager's tits instead, and nipping the tiny spring-like nipples with her teeth. She smiled approvingly as Linda moved her own hands up quickly to squeeze and bunch the tits almost proudly. "That's it darling," murmured Lori delightedly. "Just relax and play with them yourself. Men love to watch girls who play with their tits. It makes them nice and horny." She dropped to the floor between the girl's squirming legs, her mouth planting kisses first over the firm round belly and then on the pubic mound itself. The blond hairs were almost invisible, and Lori couldn't wait to see the expression on Steve Neil-son's face when he caught the first glimpse of Linda's gorgeous loins. She brushed her fingertips back and forth along the creamy-smooth thighs, her own cunt pulsing and throbbing as she watched Linda try to widen hers even more. She licked at the crease where the lovely thigh joined the exquisite torso above. Then, very slowly and very affectionately, she lowered her mouth and placed her lips on the spongy, bubbling little opening of Linda's sumptuous cunt.
For one fantastic moment, Linda Mason thought she would pass out. She clawed frantically at her own tits, trying to quench the fire. Every muscle, every nerve-ending in her youthful, burgeoning body was exploding at once and she fought to catch her breath. For another frightening moment, she had an urge to straighten her legs and close her thighs. She fought the temptation and released her tits, reaching down and grabbing at her thighs to keep them open. A few moments later she was enduring the unbelievable experience of having her clit stroked and tickled by a stabbing, darting tongue. With a long, pitiful, despairing cry she stood the attack as long as she could. By then, the full sensuous mouth of Lori Brooks had actually slipped inside her cunt, her tongue guiding the startled, excited clit to her lips. Almost immediately Linda could feel her clit being drawn and sucked through the older woman's lips. She tried to help by flipping her hips, only to find they were securely immobilized under Lori's wrists. Then she rode out the storm as the mountainous orgasms which had been building all this time exploded like a volcano, a blanket of blindness sweeping over her as her brain rocketed into orbit and she screamed with relief.
CHAPTER THREE
Johnny Neilson opened his eyes and was surprised to find it was daylight. He was immediately pleased to realize that it was summer vacation time and he didn't have to get up, or rush around, or even get washed right away. He and Judy occupied adjoining rooms opposite their parents' suite on the second story of the motel. The rooms were separated by a common bathroom which could be entered from either room, but they had long since given up locking the doors whenever they used the bathroom. They could rely on hearing each other when the bathroom was in use.
Johnny now ran one hand through his thick mop of black hair, stretching at the same time as his other hand reached under the sheets to cuddle and grasp his genitals and give them an affec-tionate squeeze. He had a hard-on as usual first thing in the morning, and he wondered why. He gave his cock a brisk rub or two and then leaped out of bed, slipping over to his bureau, from which he extracted a dog-eared magazine. It was one he had discovered in the garbage pail which was attached to one of the maids clean-up trolleys about six months ago. Now he climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged and opened the magazine to a special page.
The girl was blonde, very beautiful and very naked. Her hair was long and it hung in a sheath down over one shoulder to curl upward around one breast, which was topped by a huge pink nipple. But it was the triangle of fair hair between her legs which fascinated Johnny the most. It was quite thick, and glistening, with a wet, misty appearance, and it appeared to have been combed to form a wispy coil which curved over the pubic mound as if pointing the way.
Johnny stared at the girl, the expression of innocence on the beautiful face and the vestige of a smile curling the corners of her mouth making his young, eager cock raise itself hopefully from the gaping fly of his pajama pants. Of all the girls in the magazine, this one had never failed to give him that sensational churning feeling in his loins. Almost without thinking, his fingers found his cock, closed around it possessively and slowly and tenderly rubbed it up and down.
He was still staring at the picture when he heard his sister Judy enter the bathroom next to his room. She was humming a popular song, and for a brief moment he pictured Judy. Her long blonde hair would be in total disarray, crumpled over her shoulders and down her back, swaying across the silky, netty little nightie she always wore. He had caught her several times just as she disappeared through the other door when he had entered the bathroom himself. Recently, he had tried more often to catch a glimpse of her, but she had managed to elude him except to give him that brief glimpse of her cute little ass before closing her door. He focused on the picture again, the full-color portrait bringing an increasing hunger to his balls as he tentatively rubbed his cock. It was almost as if the girl was smiling at him now, inviting him to touch those smooth, silky globes. Then he heard Judy peeing, and his eyes moved once more to the mop of blonde hair betwen the girl's thighs, his fingers gathering all the loose skin around his throbbing young cock and pressing it down to the hard round root, so that the cone-like head of the cock reared itself fiercely and desperately, as if wanting attention.
He was still staring at the picture while retaining his firm grip on the cock around the base. Experience had taught him that rubbing his stiff little prick would bring the ultimate joy too quickly. This way, he could study his beautiful girlfriend and enjoy unlimited pleasure while he pretended to play with those fabulous tits, run his hands over her firm round belly and then tuck his fingers between her smoldering thighs. His young prick gave one or two tentative little jerks as he tried to imagine how the silky hair would feel in his fingers. He relaxed his grip, not wanting to terminate the fantasy just yet. Then he listened as Judy, still humming the same tune, turned on the shower, the pelting drops of water starting a ringing sound against the sides of the tub. He purposely stared at the window, his eyes avoiding the beautiful, naked girl in the magazine, easing the tension in his straining cock and pulsing balls.
Meanwhile, in the shower, Judy Neilson was still humming, although the violent rush of water was drowning out the melody even in her own ears. She lathered die soap in her hands and proceeded to smother her trim young body all over, the powerful spray stabbing like a million needles wherever it touched her skin. She turned her back to the gushing nozzle and carefully lathered her front, a little spasm of excitement coursing through her tits as she carefully covered them with foamy soap. More and more, recently, she had noticed the furtive little glances of the male guests in the direction of her tits. Even her father, she had noticed with just a little surprise had been paying more attention to them whenever he had happened to catch her pulling herself over the side of the pool. That was when they would just naturally hang down and almost fall out of the brief little bikini top she wore, making Daddy, and any other man who happened to be sitting around the pool, take a very interested and prolonged view of them until she could straighten up and adjust the top to hide them. Recently, however, she had been filled with a naughty urge to delay the straigjitening-up process and let them study her tits some more. Now, with a startled shiver, she turned in die tub to face the shower, cupping her young tits, which neatly filled her hands. Then, with a soft, almost inaudible groan she stood with her head back, the full force of the powerful spray assaulting her tits and bringing the first darting streaks of excitement to sweep over them before spreading like magic downwards to her hot, quivering little cunt For at least five solid minutes, Judy endured the magnetic effect of the warm, prickly stabbing of the spray against her tits. All the girls at school did this, with many variations. Heather Foster, who had long sloping tits, could hold one in the spray while sucking on the other. Stella Kinsella held one while fingering herself into a convulsive orgasm. Dianne Guthrie, on the other hand, was the luckiest of alL She had found a dildo-which Judy had learned only recently was an artificial cock-and could enjoy a real fucking. The only problem was the the dildo belonged to Dianne's mother, and Dianne could only borrow it if her mother was downtown or at the beauty parlor. Twice she'd almost gotten caught getting it back into her mother's vanity bureau after washing it off and drying it.
But Judy preferred prolonging the pleasure of having her tits massaged by the tingling spray of water. Her cunt was twitching like crazy and she found herself constantly moving her legs and feet, enabling her thighs to squeeze together and provide some temporary relief. Briefly, she tried to think of something else, but her hands were determined to squeeze and knead at her thrusting young tits so that the nipples were now fully sprouted, the pricking of the jets of warm water arousing them even more than when those curious travelling salesmen stared at them so brazenly. She placed her fingers on the upper curve of her tits, at the base of the bursting nipples, and then slowly pressed her fingers upwards. The tits curved upwards in response and she lowered her head, her tongue cautiously reaching out to lick at one cheeky little nipple. Then with a sigh, she closed her mouth over it, sucking it through her half-closed teeth, the abrasive edges of the sharp white teeth bringing a raging surge of ecstasy to fill her tits and make her tight young cunt fill with mounting joy.
She gave a disappointed groan as the full force of the spray showered her head, wetting her hair. She hadn't planned on washing her hair, and she reluctantly freed her raging tits, and searched for shampoo. There was a bottle at the end of the tub and with a sigh, she began shampooing, her disappointed little tits swinging and swaying as she worked her hands feverishly in the long, blonde hair.
Meanwhile, in his room next door, Johnny had experienced two narrow escapes from powerful climaxes. He had promptly released his throbbing cock and fondled his balls for a while. Then he lay back and tried to concentrate on something other than the gorgeous girl exposed across the two pages of the magazine. A moment later, his sister starded him by appearing in his line of vision, a broad grin on her face as she stared down at him. Then, as he tried frantically to close the magazine, she threw herself delightedly onto the bed, holding up one hand and poking an annoying finger a few inches from his face.
"Where did you get that?" she asked incredulously, her big eyes wide as they managed to get a glimpse of the nude girl before her brother succeeded in closing the magazine. "Someone's going to be awful mad!" She used a sing-song voice Johnny found infuriating.
He glanced at the door, relieved to find she had at least closed it behind her. "Fuck off!" he cried, gathering his wits about him at last. "You know you're not supposed to be in my room-ever."
"Oh-oh," she grinned, determined to keep control of the situation, now that she had the upper hand. "That's a no-no, Johnny! Where did you get it, anyway?"
Johnny fought desperately for breath, clutching the magazine against his hip as he tried to think of some excuse for having the book in his possession. "I found it," he gasped. "I found it in a waste can in one of die rooms."
Judy looked at him slyly. "You know we're not allowed in guest's rooms," she said, using the same sing-song tone.
"It was in die maid's trolley. She had emptied the waste can," he cried lamely. He glared at his fifteen-year-old sister, trying to decide if he should throw her out of his room or make a deal with her. She had slipped into the gauzy little nightie after shampooing her hair, but he was only vaguely aware of the twin mounds of her pointed little tits poking through the filmy material of the nightie. It's only an old magazine anyway," he suggested, fighting for time.
She tucked die hem of the shortie nightie between her thighs, as if settling down for a long stay. "Ifs not just an old magazine," she teased. "It's full of girl with no clothes on."
"You don't know!"
"Yes I do. Heather Foster had one at school one day."
"She did?" He wondered why girls would want to see other girls with no clothes on.
"In fact it may be the same ... " She made as if to grab at it, but then detoured at the last minute, her hand grasping at the upthrust cock which had been peeking through the front of his pajamas all the time.
"Jeez!" He grabbed her hand and pulled it away. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Please, Johnny?"
He stared at her, shocked. The tone of her voice had changed radically from one of superiority to one of pleading.
"Please! I just want to feel it!"
A flash of burning lust burst suddenly in his groin. The way she was pleading, and the state to which he had aroused himself earlier, left him bewildered. Also, his cock seemed to be actually pleading as well, wanting the feel of her hand just as it did when he law awake at nights imagining one of the girls at school. The fact that Judy was his sister sort of diffused his desire for a moment.
"Please!" Her voice was little more than whisper now, and she was reaching again. "Just pretend I'm not here, Johnny. Close your eyes or something." Then, as if she had suddenly found the answer, she said, "Just look at the magazine and I won't make a sound."
Her hand reached his cock and he shook his head, as if by doing so he was making everything right And then her warm, soft fingers were closing around his cock, gripping it quite tightly and forcing him to shudder. Then, in a daze, he maneuvered the magazine into view, opening it quickly to a full-color portrait of a redhead, com-pletely naked and leaning forward. Her long tapering thighs swept upward into a firmly rounded ass. She was leaning on her elbows which were resting on a table, magnificently sloping tits hanging down and tipped with firm, fully erect nipples. With a despairing sigh, he shuddered.
"Golly, that feels nice." A hundred times she'd tried to imagine what a real live cock would feel like. Dianne Guthrie, who seemed to know everything, had said a partially cooked wiener, taken from hot water and still warm, was an close as one could come to getting the feel of a boy's cock. After that, if it was a man you were thinking about, a banana was the only thing resembling a full-grown cock. Judy hadn't moved from her original position, being content to keep her fingers clasped tightly around the very top of the warm, rubbery cock in case Johnny changed his mind. She was little peeved that he had thrown the magazine over the front of his pajamas, hiding his cock and her hand, but then as she stared soberly at his face and noticed the relaxed, almost grateful look on it, she became bolder, relaxing her fingers somewhat and slowly moving them down over the rigid pole of hot cock, feeling it strengthen and at the same time noticing the warmth creeping into her own tight cunt.
For ten excruciating minutes, she gently squeezed and worked her fingers almost delicately over the warm, hose-like shaft It was sort of like exploring into the unknown, and she allowed her fingertips to investigate every ridge, every hard nodule of muscle without really rubbing the stiff cock, which for some unknown reason she felt she shouldn't try. She took the opportunity to look at the picture of the girl in the magazine, a little surprised to notice the girl's tits were only a shade bigger than her own. In fact the girl, now that she had time to examine her more closely, appeared to be about her own age. Briefly, she wondered what school the girl went to and how she had the nerve to be photographed like that. She was tempted to ask Johnny, but thought better of it. For almost two years she had wanted to feel his cock, but the opportunity had never presented itself and she'd always been a little miffed that he hadn't offered to let her play with it After all, if a girl's brother wouldn't let her, how could a girl expect a strange boy to offer?
Johnny, for his part, was still bewildered by it all. He had to force himself to stare over the top of the magazine as his sister's marvelous fingers worked diligently on his prick. They were still exploring every centimeter of his throbbing cock, not really stimulating it and yet keeping it fantastically happy and reaching. It was almost as if it was in a state of ecstatic limbo, all keyed up without quite reaching that devastating point of no return when brisk, almost brutal rubbing would herald the rocketing of hot come and the subsequent almost disappointing feeling that it was all over. He allowed his eyes to return to the hanging, suspended tits. As he did so, his sister's fingers closed down around the base of his cock so that the head brushed briefly at the inside of her palm, sending wild unbelievable thrills to course all through his balls. He caught his breath but failed to stave off the shiver which had been lurking at the base of his spine. The next thing he knew, his hips had given a startled jerk which convenientiy and rather pleasantly moved his cock a little harder into Judys hand. When she didn't object but seemed to suck in air quite quickly, he allowed another quick jerk, the resultant yearning in his balls being something new and excitingly different from anything he had experienced before.
To Judy, the little jerks were fascinating to say the least. Her fingers hadn't actually moved, revealing the fact that this hard, rubbery column could move freely while she still held it firmly in one place. Carefully, she raised her wrist, her fingers still firmly circling the root of the cock and squeezing die base, which was pulsing and throbbing quite energetically. She raised her wrist a little more, delighted when Johnny offered no objection. The raising of the magazine gave him an even better view of the naked redhead, and allowed Judy the first real view of her brother's straining cock. "Oh my God!" she whispered, staring at the upthrust cock which was no longer white, as it had been when peeking through die fly of his pajamas, but startingly red, and actually appeared to be alive and breathing. "Oh my God! My God!" she croaked excitedly.
Johnny expelled a chestful of air. Then he lay back, the indescribable feeling of his sister's fingers clasping the head of his cock now sending wild, ecstatic thrills coursing through his balls. He closed his eyes and tried to control the erratic jerking and shaking of his body.
At any moment, Judy expected Johnny to push her away and leap out of bed. He had thrown the magazine to one side, leaving his cock fully exposed so that now she could actually see his balls suspended intriguingly at the base of the rearing cock. She fought an impulse to cuddle the nest of balls with their thin covering of wispy black hair, afraid anything new might make Johnny change his mind. She carefully moved onto her knees, opening her fingers and arching her hand open placing it behind the arched column of cock so that it lay contentedly in her palm. It quivered just then, and she impulsively squeezed it very gently, feeling die sticky heat of the slim shaft and at the same time its subdued strength. Without realizing what she was doing, she moved her hand down, the glistening head emerging before her astonished eyes. It seemed to bare itself quite proudly as the base of her fist struck the bottom, the silky dampness of his pubic hair tickling the side of her hand.
How long Judy held her hand in that position, neither youngster ever knew. Judy's eyes were focused on the flaring fierce-looking knob which was pulsing and poising itself as if reaching for her mouth. Slowly she brought her hand back up, fascinated at the way the helmet-like knob buried itself in a fold of skin, only to emerge almost tri-umphandy as her hand moved back down the pillar of hard bone. She moved her hand again, and then once more. Only then was she aware it was something he enjoyed.
"That's marvelous," he groaned, the magazine forgotten and his eyes glued to the ceiling.
She looked up at him, surprised. "It's beautiful," she whispered quickly, delighted with his change in attitude, which was all she needed to make her a willing partner. She brought her other hand into play, die fingertips stroking at his balls until be obligingly spread his legs as if inviting her. Then she gave a little grateful cry, responding quickly and kneeling between tbe outstretched legs so that she could work both hands on the fully exposed genitals. "Oh yes, that's perfect," she gasped, still unable to believe she was actually fondling a real cock and healthy young balls, and particularly those of her brother.
It was several minutes before she got the complete hang of it. Her excitement was unbounded and she fought to curb it. She squeezed the egglike balls a little too hard and he merely winced. She failed to sink her hand to the base of his reaching cock, but he merely moaned. But then she pressed down for the first time, a delighted whimper escaping from her throat as Johnny shuddered uncontrollably and the cock reared itself, pulsing, like a snake about to strike. She clung to the balls, feeling them ripen and swell in her tiny fist. A moment later, almost naturally, she pushed them back, another startled cry breaking suddenly from her chest as the red, blood-engorged shaft reached and strained as never before.
Johnny's excitement mounted to the limits of his endurance. His sister's fingers were doing sensational things to his cock and to his balls, bringing unbelievable pleasure to his entire body. He could no longer control his arms, which were thrashing and slamming against the bedsheets, and his young sturdy hips were beginning a methodical, flipping motion which he couldn't stop even if he had wanted to. The look on his sister's face fascinated him, too. Her eyes were wide and full of excitement, and her mouth was open as if she was waiting for something to happen but wasn't sure what. Her kneeling body was driving him insane, and it suddenly dawned on him that the little nightie was up around her waist. And down through the opening in the front of the flimsy nylon he could actually see the deep gully between the wildly swinging tits-the tits he had just recendy started to notice and tried to get a glimpse of whenever the opportunity occurred. With a startled, choking little cry he tried to raise himself, his hands reaching shamelessly under his sister and then up into the mass of gauzy material. Then, with a pathetic, mournful cry his fingers had found the round, firm tits, closing around diem possessively as Judy gave a long groan of dismay.
The feel of her brother's busy hands on her tits left Judy helpless with mounting desire. For some reason she believed loosening up the pajama pants would help, and she frantically tore at the string. The jacket still covered his chest and belly and she quickly opened it up, starded at the roundness of his belly and his heaving chest and the way his nipples stood bold and fully erect. She wasted valuable time running one hand flady over the hot, smooth body before realizing she needed those warm, busy hands on her bare tits. A moment later and she had pulled the flimsy nightie over her head, the look on his face as he stared up at her thrusting young tits draining the last resistance from her teen-age body. They both gave a cry as his hands grabbed at the tits once more, their silky softness filling his nervously working hands as he started a sort of milking motion with them. Then, half choking, half crying, Judy threw her knees over his thighs, forcing him to dose his legs as she mounted him.
It was several moments before Johnny realized what his sister was trying to do. The firm, round tits were like big oranges in his hand, the exquisite warmth and softness filling his balls to bursting. Her hands had momentarily stopped the urgent and delightful manipulation of his genitals and his entire body was screaming for release. He listened to her strangling, throaty cries, bunching the gorgeous tits so that the nipples were impudently protruding from the end of his fists. Then he was aware of her warm, unbelievably soft thighs nestled against his waist and her fingers once more searching and then finding his steaming cock. A few seconds more and he gave a howl of unmistakable joy as, slowly and deliciously, his raging cock eased into the tight indescribable tunnel of her welcoming cunt.
"Jesus! Oh my God!" Never in his life had he thought such exquisite torture possible. For the first time the seriousness of what they were doing swept over him, cooling his ardor somewhat and easing the tension in his cock. "Jesus, no! We ... we ... we mustn't ... " His fingers for some reason worked just as avidly on his sister's tits, his thumbs and forefingers just naturally finding the nipples and tugging on them gently. Her long blonde hair was hanging down, tickling at his shoulders, on which she had now braced her hands. The look on her face was one of pain mixed with expectancy, and he twisted the nipples unmercifully, surprised to find that by doing so his hips flipped automatically, edging his cock a little farther up into the heavenly reaches of her hot, tight cunt. "No ... " he groaned.
The first little prick had starded Judy. She had hesitated briefly, the pointed little head of the beautiful cock just inside her hole, so that the shallow ridge was tickling at her clit. For almost a year she had suffered that itchy yearning in her cunt. It came whenever the girls at school talked about cock and fucking, and more recendy, she had found herself trying to get a glimpse of the familiar bulge at the front of a boy's pants. Now with school over and the pool at the motel full of salesmen, she had spent more and more time lying around, wearing dark glasses and making a study of the younger salesmen in their tight swim trunks. Now, with that first unexpected prick over with and her body screaming for release, she slowly and deliberately allowed her cunt to take in the last four inches of stiff cock, her brother's protestations like music to her ears as her young, vibrant body responded with sheer joy. She flattened her hips against his, delighting in the way Johnny's hard little cock widened out her cunt. It was an unbelievable feeling and she shuddered ecstatically, unable to fully believe the electrifying sensations now racing up and down her cunt. She squirmed her hips and pressed her thighs more solidly around his waist. It seemed to allow her cunt to clasp at the straining young cock and hold it in place. She did it again even though it was tiring. "Oh my God, but that's wonderful," she whispered.
"We should ... shouldn't ... be ... be doing this."
Even while he was complaining, his cock was eagerly reaching and straining for that little bit more. "Marvellous!" she gasped, staring down at him for the first time and twisting her shoulders unexpectedly so that his fingers lost their grip on the swollen, bloated nipples. "Just squeeze them, Johnny!" she whispered, trying not to put him off. At last she had managed to get her hips moving in a little circle, her pubic bone crushed against his so that they could actually hear the grinding of the hair. "That's better." He was squeezing her tits now, making them come to life and filling them with startling joy. "That's perfect, Johnny. Much better!" By moving her shoulders, she could actually make his hands pull at her tits.
"Jesus, but we shouldn't ... We shouldn't!" Never in his wildest dreams had he expected fucking to be like this. No wonder the guys at school were always bragging about it. His cock was getting bigger by the minute, reaching up inside that warm, glove-like cunt and sending bewildering thrills of raw excitement to careen around his balls. "No, no ... " Fucking was one thing, but coming off inside his sister was another.
"Wonderful, Johnny. You're really good." She sounded like a girl who knew and it gave her feeling of supreme power. She spread her knees slightly, delighted that the new position allowed her to exert a different angle of force so that now she could lift herself slightly, allowing almost an inch of cock to recoil before she slammed her hips once more against his. She did it again for greater effect. "Oh my Godl But you're fantastic." She knew he'd never fucked before, but flattering him seemed to add pleasure to the whole thing.
For Johnny, the situation had already passed the point of no return. His cock was pulsing and throbbing and readying itself to shoot its load. Nothing short of hurling his sister off his own delirious body could stop it now. And her compliments were doing nothing to help him make up his mind. If the guys at school could be believed, he was the only one who hadn't fucked. Now, in a matter of moments, he was about to join the gang. "No. No, please Judy," he cried weakly, even though the rush of hot semen was already swirling around his balls.
"Yes, Johnny, oh yes," she managed to gasp, still fully impaled on the throbbing young cock as she quickly spread her knees wide. Then, as her head and shoulders lowered themselves and her brother found himself avidly taking one swollen tit into his quivering mouth, she began to move in fast, determined strokes which had them gasping with sheer delight. "Oh yesl" she whimpered. "You can really fuck, Johnnyl" She had die hang of it now, her hard little ass and firm young buttocks working like a trip-hammer, so that about three inches of the hard, rigid cock was gliding in and out of her hot, tight hole. "Wow! What a fuck!" No wonder the girls at school were raving about screwing all the time. She gathered speed, ignoring the dull mounting ache in her thighs. Then she positioned herself more solidly, his mouth suckling at her tit driving her mad. A moment later they were both crying out piteously as the peg-like cock burst like a fountain, cascading the hot spuming fuck-juice to the apex of her cunt. "Aaaaah ... Jesus ... oh Jesus ... What a fuck!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Terri Brooks pushed open the swinging door leading to the indoor pool and waited for her sister Lori to join her. It was the first day of the opening of die Garden of Eden, and all day long new guests had been arriving and registering and then disappearing into the motel complex. Both girls were completely naked except for a medallion which hung between their tits and on which was enscrolled a caricature of Eros.
The previous day had been hectic, with die last of the workmen finishing off the details of various rooms and leaving in the afternoon. Then the Neilsons, Lori, Terri and Linda had checked the rooms, the sauna and finally the huge pool. The brochures, describing the facilities in detail and prominently displayed in each room, had only just arrived In time, and had been a source of amusement and interest to everyone concerned.
Attractively produced in gold and blue, the general color motif of Eden, they were the size of die huge menus usually seen in exclusive restaurants. However, the contents, apart from encouraging couples to fully enjoy all the amenities-or to stay in their own Paradise rooms if they preferred-featured full-color portraits of Lori, Terri and Linda as well as Paula Neilson herself-all naked and in provocative poses which showed every detail of their luscious bodies to best advantage. Beneath each photograph, in small print, was a discreet notation saying that all were fully trained in the erotic arts and were available to provide pleasure and enhance the stay of all guests-at a reasonable fee of two hundred dollars.
Now, as Lori and Terri entered the main pool area, they were a little surprised to see at least six couples cavorting in and around the pool. Two couples had already broken the ice and were animatedly talking among themselves in one corner, but stopped in order to watch the two girls as they wandered slowly around one side.
"I feel as if I am being auctioned off," murmured Terri, fingering the medallion which persisted in jiggling between her bobbing young tits. Steve and Paula Neilson had spent much of the previous night giving the girls final instructions, and had said they might feel this way at first.
"It is rather flattering, though," admitted Lori, trying to retain the smile that Steve had suggested. The women, she noted, were paying even more attention to her and her sister than the men. "After all, they're all in the nude too, so Steve must be right. Once a girl has the adrenaline mining she is just as hot to trot as any man."
Terri laughed and then looked up at the diving board where an older man-in his fifties and handsomely distingished-was staring down, taking her in. His wife, slightly younger and with an attractive figure topped by big healthy round tits showing no sag whatsoever, was behind him and waiting for him to dive. He was sporting a massive hard-on, his cock curved majestically so that the head was nudging at his navel. Heavy balls hung in a clump from the base of the cock, but it was the thick collar of grayish-white hair around the root of the stiff column which, for some reason, intrigued Terri. When the man and his wife continued to stare down at her, Terri waved in their direction. "Having a good time?" she asked, just as Steve had instructed them to do.
"Wonderful," allowed the wife, slipping one arm around her husband's waist. "We haven't felt like this in years. It's going to be a marvelous weekend."
by now, both girls were near the two couples talking in the corner of the pool. Lori dropped to one knee beside them, failing to hide a grin as both men promptly dropped their eyes to the dark red triangle of thick hair which covered her cunt. "How about you folks? I see you're starting to mingle a little." She purposely leaned forward so that her fully ripened tits were hanging pendu-landy and in full view.
"We met a month ago at the Hideaway Motel on the coast," volunteered the nearest male, a thirtyish man who looked like an accountant. "That's where we saw the advertisement for this place and thought we would try it." As he talked his eyes were flickering slowly between her tits and her cunt "We were just trying to decide if it was too early to really get re-acquainted or not" he laughed, reaching for the young woman who was obviously the other man's wife and running his arm around her waist before pulling her against him. He then brought up his other hand and affectionately squeezed her long, sloping tit as she giggled compulsively.
Lori gave a little laugh. "It's never too early and never too late," she chided him. "Have a little fun and by then it'll be time for the buffet That should renew your strength for some more fun this afternoon." She straightened up but stood there, allowing them to stare upwards and take in her full, ripe figure. The other woman had big, well-rounded tits, she noticed, but both women were already showing off fully blossomed nipples.
More couples were coming through the door, and Lori moved away to join them. Some walked in confidendy, apparently used to parading nude in public, whereas others were obviously experiencing the exhilarating effect for the first time. She glanced back to look for Lori, surprised to find that her sister had just naturally joined the older couple by climbing the steep ladder to die diving board. Then Lori chose a young, rather shy couple who had entered the pool area but were hesitant to proceed farther. "Hi!" she grinned. "How are you getting along?"
For a moment it appeared as if the young man would cover his genitals, but he finally managed to keep his hands away. Nervousness had given him only half an erection and his cock curved in an arc over the firm young balls. "Not so good, I guess," he said, half grinning, his eyes drawn against his will to Lori's beautiful tits. "We're newlyweds and we thought it would be novel to come to a place like this."
Lori laughed in an attempt to put some confidence into the youth. His wife had moved partially behind him to avoid the stares of the men in the pool. "Oh, come on," Lori grinned. "There's nothing to it, really." She slipped one arm around the girl and the other through the young man's arm, and started walking slowly around the pool. "You've fucked before, haven't you?" she asked quietly.
The young girl blushed. She was a small, dark-haired little thing with high, small, pointed tits. "Once," she admitted with a sigh.
"You liked it, didn't you?"
They both said "Oh yes," and laughed a little nervously.
"Well then, the Eden is supposed to provide the right atmosphere so that all you want to do is fuck and enjoy yourselves." She caught the young man trying to glance sideways at her tits. "That's my sister up there talking to the older couple. Doesn't she have a nice body to look at?" Lori waited until the young man took Terri in. When he nodded his head quite enthusiastically, she went on, keeping her voice low and encouraging. "Looking at her is supposed to make you want to fuck and enjoy yourself." She squeezed the girl alongside her. "What are your names, anyway?" He was Paul and his wife was Mary Jane. Lori then squeezed the youth's arm. "I bet Mary Jane here is expecting to get fucked at least three times today," she grinned. "When did you have that first screwing anyway?"
"Sunday." He was still staring at Terri, who had just waved down at them as they past beneath the diving board. "We were married this morning."
"Good lord," laughed Lori, "you should be in bed already." She looked down, pleased to find the cock had now exerted itself and was arched and ready. "Why don't you have a fast swim and then see how you do? We're all here to help you have a good time at the Garden of Eden, and I know Mary Jane is just waiting for a good fucking."
They both seemed more at ease and they nodded their heads gratefully. A few minutes later they had dived from the side of the pool and were clinging to each other in the center, waving back at Lori who was already looking for someone else to encourage.
Meanwhile, Terri and the older couple were getting along handsomely. Terri had been nervous at first, and it seemed ridiculous that it should be the guest who gave her confidence instead of her helping the guest. However, the interlude with Vic and Norma Jackson had done much to make Terri feel at ease. The Jacksons were old hands at swinging. Lately, they had found adult motels more to their liking, where they could have fun with a couple once and then in all probability never see them again. They openly enjoyed sex and everything about it, and as president of a small electronics firm, Vic Jackson was reasonably well off and could afford to travel to spend money as he saw fit. "After all," he pointed out to an in-terested Lorri, "I'm fifty-four and I want to sink this old cock of mine into as many strange cunts of cock to emphasize the point, while Norma as possible before I die." He held the huge prong Jackson just laughed. "I certainly want to bury it in that gorgeous red mitt you have there," he grinned. "And don't worry about Norma here. She'll probably want to watch you getting it, won't you, darling?" He slipped an arm around his wife's waist and squeezed her tightly.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world," she countered, winking at a dismayed Terri. For some reason, she had always loved to watch her husband fucking another woman, and it never failed to give her an orgasm of her own. There was just something about watching him drive that massive cock-her cock-into another woman. It gave her a satisfied feeling or something, as if she had given someone a gift they had always wanted. "You have a beautiful body for fucking, my dear. You're going to be a busy little girl around here." She looked up at her husband, an anxious look on her face. "Maybe we should book Terri now, Vic. I mean, if she's the one you fancy, there's no point in leaving it too late."
"I was just thinking the same thing myself," he grinned. He allowed his eyes to setde on her thighs, which tapered up from long shapely legs. She crossed her feet just then, one thigh edging over the other and making the lush red vee of her pubic mound more pronounced. His balls were full now with the familiar churning feeling around the base of his cock, even though he had emptied them into Norma this morning as soon as he had awakened. Not that she hadn't asked for it, of course. Few men could resist fucking when they awoke to find full sensuous lips around the top of their cock. "I don't suppose you'd be available right now, would you, Terri?" he asked, his eyes moving up to the gently sloping tits. The ends were upturned and the nipples fully erected.
"Sure," she said, smiling, surprised that she experienced no nervousness at the prospect of getting her first piece of strange tail. She put it down to the fact that she had been looking at his cock for the past half hour, with odd glances at other cocks now evident around the pool. "Shall we dive off and swim to the end of the pool, or will it cool you off?"
Norma Jackson laughed. "Nothing cools him off once he sees a luscious piece of ass he wants to get into."
He dived first and Terri followed. She heard Norma hit the water and struck out for the far end of the pool. There she stopped and wiped her eyes before brushing at the long red hair. Lori had long since gone for more manageable shoulder-length hair, but Terri had stubbornly retained the long sheath which almost touched her waist. Norma joined them just then and struggled to her feet, the huge bouncy tits swinging enticingly as she ran her hands upwards through her hair. Briefly, Terri wondered how many men had grabbed and sucked on those huge globes.
In the Jacksons' room, Vic Jackson went over to the little bar the motel provided. "What's your pleasure?" he asked Terri as she sauntered over to stand behind him.
"Gin. It's the sexiest drink of all." For some reason which eluded and astounded her, she was completely at ease. "A little tonic water," she added as she watched him pour. Then she took the glass and drank it down in one gulp, surprising both the Jacksons.
"We're Scotch addicts," pointed out Jackson, handing Norma a glass full of ice over which he had poured a liberal shot of Scotch. "And we're sexy enough," he grinned, holding up his glass and clinking it with his wife's. He then slipped an arm around Terri, his hand reaching up to cradle one lovely young tit and squeeze it gently. "I just want to get the feel of you," he said softly, nuzzling his face into her neck and kissing her. The tit was exquisitely smooth and he could almost close his huge fingers around it, making Terri give a little shiver as his forefinger brushed at the nipple which was bulging from the end. "Sensitive, eh?"
"Just a little," laughed Terri, watching Norma Jackson move over to a long sofa as if taking her place for the show. Then Terri turned to face Vic, his handsome face with the graying hair at the temples and along the sides bringing a throbbing, yearning lust to her tits. The long wisps of gray hair around the base of his cock had done the same thing when they had been standing on the diving board. She put her hands on his waist. "I just want to get the feel of you," she smiled, mimicking him. Then she moved one hand and slowly but firmly grasped his upthrust cock. It was only the second cock she could remember feeling and it was considerably bigger than the one she was used to. This surprised her, because earlier, while studying it, she hadn't noticed any difference.
The easy, relaxed way she was going about the lovemaking startled Vic for a moment It startled Norma too. Usually even the most ardent partners let the man make the preliminary moves, at least Some even tried to resist at the last moment as if they had changed their minds, but this beautiful young woman was obviously hot for cock. And knowing her husband, the girl would get everything she was asking for.
Terri moved her other hand to his balls. They had been one of the things which she had noticed first when she had first spied Vic standing on the diving board. She clutched them very slowly, knowing a man's balls can be sensitive and receptive to gentle fondling. Then her fingers closed in but failed to completely contain them. "Jesus!" she whispered, turning her face to kiss him. "You're certainly hung like a stallion, aren't you?"
Norma chuckled appreciatively. "I always told him that and he never believed me."
Jackson kissed the big, sensuous mouth very gently as her sensational hands brought pulsing lust to his steaming loins. The expression on Terri's face did little to help. It was half delight and half hunger, and her big green eyes were full of excitement.
Her hands now performed miracles all over his loins, clasping and stroking the upthrust cock as she felt him respond with weak tremors of desire. Her fingers were fantastically erotic as they avidly played with the shaft and then his balls, a stray finger occasionally drifting teasingly up one thigh. Somehow he got rid of his glass after draining the contents quickly. Then his hands were on her tits. Their softness and velvety smoothness were astonishing, so different from Norma's huge globes, which were erotic but in a totally different way. The nipples were like hard hazelnuts, and he stroked diem fiercely with his thumbs while lifting and kneading the firm, beautiful young tits.
She had to use both hands to press the cock down and into place. Then, as they kissed again, she moved her hips forward, the flaring head of the enormous cock penetrating the thick foliage of gorgeous red hair and parting the quivering cunt-lips. There she held it poised, feeling the powerful influences working inside this older, fully experienced man. Teasingly, she flicked her tongue across his wet, hot lips, refusing to give him more than the tip even when he began working his . mouth furiously to get more of the teasing tongue inside. A moment later, her arms had gone easily around his neck and with a deep, grateful sigh she accepted the throbbing shaft into the wet heat of her tight, almost unyielding cunt.
He squeezed her tits in a spasm of delirious delight as the soft but firmly clasping sides of her cunt welcomed him. She threw her head back unexpectedly, and hung her arms, her tits upthrust and waiting in his powerful grasp. He stared at them, mesmerized temporarily, and then with a broken cry he sank his mouth around one bulging nipple, suckling on it hungrily like a child sucking on its mother. With a jerk he thrust the last inch of his thick, eager cock into the far reaches of her cunt.
"Beautiful!" Norma Jackson cried ecstatically at the naked couple as they both shivered and trembled with growing lust. Her own huge tits had swollen perceptibly and the heat at the entrance to her cunt was unbearable. She put her glass on a side table and bunched her tits, her eyes glued to her husband's mouth, which was still eagerly sucking on the lovely tit of the young woman, and his jolting hips, against which those of Terri Brooks were still fiercely grinding.
For over ten minutes they were content to concentrate on each other. Their hands moved everywhere, exploring, probing and touching here and there. His mouth ravaged one beautiful tit and then the other, lashing at the trembling nipples. Terri's soft groans did nothing to help him either. His balls nudged against the soft, velvety thighs again and again, just to ease his cock a little.
She moved her hands down his back slowly so that she could continue to stretch back and give him the full benefit of her brazen young tits. Her hands finally covered his ass, her fingers spreading teasingly over the hard cheeks and sinking into the crevice, pulling on the straining cheeks so that the rim of her cunt clutched the very base of his pounding cock. She held him tightly then, refusing to let him thrust, but instead feeling the pulsing power of the massive cock buried deep inside her. "Holy Mary!" she gasped, as the thick roll "of bloated cock somehow seemed to reach and strain as never before.
Her cry made him savage with lust, his cock shuddering violently inside her. He bunched the tits and pushed them upwards, forcing her even further back until she dropped to her knees, falling completely backwards onto the thick shag carpeting. He joined in the fall, his knees dropping into place as she quickly spread her legs. His cock had slipped out and was dripping with ex-citement, thin strings of fuck-juice trailing from the end to the lush hairs around her cunt. He knelt there, panting, trying to fight for air which somehow seemed to elude him.
"I want it." Her cry was pathetic as she reached with outstretched arms. The fully swollen conical tits were rising and falling with her breathing, and staring down between them, she could see the dripping cock and the huge clump of balls. "I want it!" she croaked, folding her knees and spreading the soft, creamy-looking thighs so that her full cunt was exposed and open to his inspection. "I want that marvelous cock!"
Vic still knelt, sucking in air. Once he looked down at the swollen cunt, the bulging lips pouting invitingly through the wisps of light red hair. The sight made his balls ache desperately, as before. Then his eyes were taking in die sloping, upthrust tits with their nipples still gleaming and wet from his own saliva. He gave a startled shiver, aware that his cock had given a spasmodic little spurt of come which had landed on her navel.
"She loves it!" Norma Jackson said it almost be-grudgingly. Then her eyes lighted up once more as her husband slowly positioned himself, his thighs braced against the outspread thighs of the young woman lying before him. A moment later his hands had slipped under the creamy buttocks, lifting the girl into place, ready for the re-entry. Norma sat on the very edge of the sofa, clapping her hands unconsciously, ignoring Terri's whimpering little moans. "Yes, darling! Give her every inch of it, darling. She wants it all." She stared, fascinated, as Vic guided his already spouting prong against the opening of the waiting cunt J Then with a determined lurch, her husband sank the full eight or nine inches of solid cock into the writhing, twisting body of the delighted young girl.
Almost protectively, Terri tried to close her legs, only to find that Vic had anticipated her reaction when he had braced his knees against her thighs. By then, two inches of the powerful cock had teasingly brushed at her clit, filling her with a hunger for more and more cock. Somehow his hands, which were spread over her ass, had separated the cheeks and were forcing them apart. It was a little painful at first, but now it filled her loins with an urgency she had never known before. "Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me, just fuck me!" Then she was vaguely aware of his finger or something stroking at the bottom corner of her cunt, and she wondered briefly how he could possibly expect to get his finger in her hole as well as his gigantic cock. The next thing she knew she was experiencing the unbelievable sensation of being entered, but this time in her asshole. "Jesus! Holy Mary!" she whispered. A moment later the last four inches of his burning shaft was easing itself to the very top of her cunt. At the same time what seemed like four inches of hard, miniature cock was sinking itself rapturously into her asshole and making her buck and jerk like crazy. It had to be his finger, she realized, moistened and warm and sticky from her own come. Then, with a wild cry of relief, arching himself expertly and sucking on one tit, he started to fuck her with all his might. "Yes, God yes ... Jesus, just fuck me ... Fuck, fuck ... fuck ... " she screamed, her hips and thighs moving in a rhythm of excitement as Jackson deftly gave her a steady penetration of at least seven inches of steaming cock in a perpetual gliding symphony of sheer delight.
Only when her husband's big round ass began a quicker, more methodical thrusting between the young woman's wildly flailing thighs, and Terri's firm buttocks began a steady bouncing up and down to meet the challenge, did Norma Jackson move. Then she quietly dropped to her knees, running one hand down over her husband's hardworking back and into the valley of his thighs. Just as casually, she found the swinging nest of swollen balls and allowed her fingers to close around them, pulling them gently back as she whispered encouragement to both of them. Then, very tenderly, she lowered her face to the upthrust tit which Terri herself was already fondling. With but a glance at Vic's avid mouth nibbling furiously at the other tit, and another glance at the vacant but excruciating expression on the girl's face, Norma slowly placed her lips at the tip of the nipple, teasingly sucking it through her teeth as Terri gave the last violent convulsions of her first joyous fucking in the Garden of Eden.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Well! That was quite a show!"
Steve Neilson turned off the TV receiver in the corner behind in his desk, and turned to his wife. The receiver was part of the remote TV set-up which Steve had seen fit to install and which was connected to every room in the Garden of Eden, including the swimming pool, pleasure room and the big mutual sauna. The reception from the sauna was generally poor, due to the steam fogging up the hidden camera, but the remainder of the cameras did a good job and the reception was good.
"I never dreamt Terri Brooks would be that good at screwing," admitted Paula thoughtfully. "Not until she had some practice anyway." The way the young woman had entered those last throes of orgasm had been something to behold.
"And I just hope I'm as good at screwing when I'm the age of the Jackson fella," grinned Steve, running his hand up one of Paula's thighs before she could ease herself off the corner of the desk, where she was sitting. "Who would have thought a couple that age would work so hard at fucking."
"She obviously enjoyed it as much as he did," admitted Paula. She had watched Steve fucking a friend in California once, but hadn't really enjoyed the experience.
"I like to see the older crowd get in on it, and Mrs. Jackson has a set of tits she could show off with die best of them."
"I just hope mine are as firm and bouncy when I'm her age."
Steve was still stroking her thigh and he tentatively ran one finger over the narrow nylon of her panty crotch. "Mnnnn ... nice and warm and moist, huh?"
Paula gave a little laugh. "No wonder, after seeing that exhibition by Terri, but if you're thinking of screwing right now, forget it. We'd better supervise that first big noontime buffet, remember? If Terri and the Jacksons are anything to go by, there's going to be a lot of hungry people around here."
They both laughed, and Steve affectionately patted his wife's round ass as they started for the door.
Later, after they had showered and changed into more suitable clothes, they wandered over to Eden, where waitresses were setting out a buffet along one wall in the dining room. While the prices at the Garden of Eden were high, they did include just about everything, such as a small, well-stocked bar in each room, and the best of food, with a buffet at noon and a dinner at night.
Lunch was already in progress with Steve and Paula arrived. Steve, like most of the men, was in casual sports clothes, but the women were wearing everything from shorts and halters to slack suits. Lori, Terri and Linda were in hostess gowns, with their Eros medallions now hanging outside their dresses.
Steve purposely moved nearer the Jacksons, who had filled their plates and had found a table. Steve put his hand on Vic Jackson's shoulder. "Everything to your liking?" he asked pointedly.
"Just marvelous," offered Norma. "We're having a marvelous time and we've only been here three hours."
"We've stayed at three or four of the so-called adult motels, but this is the best one yet," admitted Vic, dabbing his mouth with a napkin as his eyes setded on Terri, who was talking to a young couple near the buffet table.
"We're open to suggestions because we're new at this game," admitted Steve. "Naturally, we've copied from others on the coast, and then added our own ideas." He started to move away, but lingered long enough to look at Norma's tits, which were all but uncovered in the low-cut sweater she was wearing.
She caught him and smiled. "Do you ever get time to enjoy the amenities yourself, Mr. Neilson?" she asked, a little grin around the corners of her mouth.
"I certainly hope to," Steve admitted, returning the quizzical grin.
"Don't blame you," interjected her husband.
"Certainly one hell of a lot of good screwing around here." He laughed as he bit into a slice of roast turkey.
Meanwhile, Lori Brooks had wandered over to where the newlyweds were eating ravenously. "Feeling more comfortable?" she asked Mary Jane, who was in shorts and a scarf halter.
Mary Jane nodded her head and blushed slightly. "It was okay after you spoke to us and we got used to it. You must remember, up until today I don't think even my mother has seen me with no clothes on since I was four or five."
"I know," replied Lori sympathetically. "It's stupid really, but that's the way it is. How about you, Paul?"
"I found it kind of exciting. That Terri is really something, just as you said, isn't she?"
"Of course she is, and I'm not saying that because she is my sister. Did she make you hot for Mary Jane?"
Mary Jane giggled and blushed. "I guess she did," she admitted shyly.
"You mean, you and Paul had a little fun before lunch?"
"I guess we did," grinned Paul. "And it was really something, believe me."
"I'm delighted to hear it," smiled Lori. "That's what you're here for. And don't forget that cable TV movie at midnight tonight. ItH put you in the mood for a last little hanky-panky before you go to sleep. In fact, I think it's the story of a young girl getting it for the first time, and it should be quite educational."
Lori moved on and joined Steve. "Things are going great, Steve, so now you can stop your worrying."
He slipped one arm around her waist as they strolled between the tables. "Only a couple more to check in and then we're full," he said with relief. "Now, if everyone has a good time and wants to spread the word, and even come back themselves, I think well be set and it will be a good investment."
"Everyone I've talked to has said they are having a good time."
He wondered if Lori knew Terri had got herself fucked already. "You girls seen any action yet?"
Lori laughed. "Terri was real busy, and you'll never guess with whom."
"Who?" He tried to keep a straight face because the closed circuit cameras were known only to Paula and himself.
"The Jacksons over there."
"The older couple?" He tried to make it sound incredible.
"He gave her quite a going over, I guess, and she really enjoyed it."
Steve shook his head. His balls still ached from watching the performance and he thought he might still have to give Paula a screwing that afternoon, just to setde his nerves down. "Remind her to mark it on her time card," he said. "That way well transfer the charge when he pays the bill."
"The way he's looking around, there may be another," Lori grinned.
"That's okay," laughed Steve. "Just so long as he coughs up a double if he decides on one of you girls."
She nudged her shoulder against him. "Thanks, Steve. We all may get so rich we may open our own place down the road."
He allowed his hand to drop from her waist and pat her lightly on the ass. "I don't believe that," he grinned. "Why worry about running a place when all you have to do is lie back and enjoy as much cock as you need."
"Promises, promises!" she sniffed, and she stopped to talk to the foursome she had met in the pool.
Later that afternoon, in the locker room between the big sauna and the entrance to the swimming pool, Linda Mason was sitting enjoying the last few drags on a cigarette. The room was provided for the staff so that they could remove their clothing before joining the guests, and Linda had just come on duty. No one yet knew what time of day would be the busiest, so Steve had suggested she come in later and relieve Terri, who would return in the late evening. Right now she was watching Steve and Paula Neilson shed their last stitch of clothing, Steve's big cock dangling with half an erection while Paula's huge globular tits bobbed rhythmically to the movement of her arms. She stubbed out her cigarette and laughed as Paula cupped his balls and proceeded to rub his cock with a few quick strokes. "Better put this on," murmured Paula, slipping the gold chain with its Eros medallion over her head, "just so all those big strong guys will know I'm available."
Linda laughed, got to her feet and held out her hand until Paula had taken it. "You can help me make my debut," she grinned. "I hear both Terri and Lori have been busy already."
Steve followed them through the door, unconsciously comparing Linda's small, firm round ass to Paula's bigger, rounder one. The way both women could make their asses sway as they walked brought an ache to his balls. Both girls headed for the indoor pool, whereas he decided to slip into the sauna.
It was already being well patronized. It was built in a U-shape and consisted of four tiers of seats. Steve was surprised to find it was so popular. It was a little while before he could adjust his vision to the continuous waves of steam, but then he recognised the newlyweds perched on one side, and the Jacksons nearby. Both couples were dreamily watching a foursome on the opposite side of the sauna who had switched partners and were busily engaged in advanced stages of fore-play. A young man Steve didn't recognize was sitting on the second tier, relaxed and leaning back with his elbows on the higher tier behind, his mate lavishing his chest and quivering belly with kisses while holding a very capable-looking cock in both hands. All the occupants appeared almost ghost-like in the yellow light and the steamy atmosphere, which made their bodies shiny and shimmering as if made of gold. He decided to join the Jacksons.
Norma Jackson's huge tits looked even more impressive than before.
Norma had already noticed the virile owner of the motel as he came through the door. She waved and patted the seat beside her. "Hi!" she greeted him. "I haven't seen you around since lunchtime." She did not hesitate, but dropped one hand into Steve's groin as he joined them, her fingers quickly closing around his cock which responded quickly with a strong erection. "I'm Norma and this is Vic."
Steve couldn't take his eyes away from her fabulous tits, which were huge and stood out at perfect right angles to her broad chest. Trickles of steamy moisture running down the sides and dripping off the fully erect nipples made them even more erotic-looking. "May I?" he asked, holding out a cupped hand just below the nearest one.
She gave a little laugh and brought her face nearer to his, kissing the side of his cheek as she squeezed his cock a little harder. "I thought you liked those when we met in the dining room," she said, obviously pleased at the attention.
Steve lifted the tit and sank his fingertips into the soft, creamy flesh. He then brought his mouth down and sucked on the blossom-like nipple. Norma gave an appreciative moan as she stretched back, forcing the big tit more firmly into his mouth.
"The best pair of tits in Talbot county," allowed Vic thoughtfully, and a little proudly. "I've had a hell of a lot of fun with those tits over the years, and they still make some of these young studs stiffen up whenever they get a chance to see them."
Steve moved his hand to the other globe and continued licking at the nearest nipple. "I bet you have," he said admiringly. The damp heat made them delectably smooth and velvety. He managed to struggle onto his knees so that he could reach over and suck on the other one, while Norma took advantage of the new position to use both hands to begin fondling his balls as she rubbed at his cock. When die tits were solid and firm and Norma was whimpering with excitement, he stopped to catch his breath. "Maybe we could go where it would be more comfortable," he suggested, looking at Vic for approval.
"Sounds great to me," gasped Norma, the huge tits lifting and falling as she fought for air.
"Go ahead," grinned Vic. "I was just thinking of going over there and helping that young gal out. She's just about ready to suck that cock and that ass of hers has been inviting me like crazy." The girl was still planting kisses all over die young man's belly, but the cock in her hands was bubbling with come already.
In the Jackson's room, Norma lost no time in setting the scene. She grabbed two pillows and had them under her shoulders in a minute, the twin towers of her tits upthrust and waiting for the panting Steve. She watched as he ran his eyes over the fabulous body and down to the thick mat of pubic hair which was still gleaming from the steam of the sauna. Then she held up her arms. "Let me take the steam out of him first," she grinned. "Vic says I have the best massaging boobs he has ever known."
When Steve realized what she had in mind, he climbed on top of the warm, damp body, shuffling himself up into a sitting position, his knees wedged under her shoulders. The huge breasts were now bunched up against the top of his thighs, his cock towering between them as Norma slowly rolled die creamy soft tits over and around ft. He gave a broken, choking noise as she expertly rolled his hot rearing cock between the firm silky tits.
"That's it!" she gasped delightedly, as Steve's hips gave a spasmodic, uncontrolled jerk, forcing the flaring head of his cock to protrude from between the tops of her tits as if reaching for her mouth. It disappeared back in its resting place, the exquisite feel of the sides of the tits bringing surging spasms of excitement to his balls. They were wedged somehow in the vee of her ribcage just below her tits, pulled back each time he jerked so that his cock reared forward, fully bared and hard as steel. He jerked again, this time exposing about two inches of red, meaty cock, bringing a wide grin to Norma's pretty face and a desperate, hungry look to her eyes. "Oh! He's so excited," she cried excitedly. "Too excited to fuck." She raised her head slightly, her eyes widening and tinning in as she focused on the winking eye-hole on the end of the cock.
Steve Neilson held his breath and stared fascinated at Norma's facial expression. It was one of jubilation mixed with anticipation. He worked both hands over the hard, straining tits which were still guided by Norma's hands. A moment later, balanced awkwardly on his knees, with his hips thrust forward and his cock stretching and straining from between the tits, he gave a starded cry as her tongue darted snake-like to touch and lick at the hard little knot on the underside of his burning cock. "Jesus!" he cried, his hips jerking back so that his cock was immediately returned to the billowy nest between her tits.
Norma gave a little laugh. Steve had almost fall-en to one side. "Why, he loved that," she grinned, moving her tits methodically in a swirling, teasing motion. "He needs lots of that to make him ready." She let go of one tit and slyly moved her hand around behind Steve's ass. "I want to see him again," she whispered, her eyes studying the crack between her upthrust tits. "Right out this time so that I can love him up properly." She waited patiently, a misty, hazy look in her eyes, knowing Steve would just naturally thrust as his desire mounted. When he did, she was ready, her hand behind his ass holding him in place and the red, straining cock pulsing and throbbing as it reached for her face. "Beautiful," she murmured, "and just waiting for a loving."
A racking shudder swept through Steve. He worked furiously on the tit which she had abandoned and which was ballooning up in front of his thigh. He toyed with the nipple, making it hard and almost brittle. Then he watched, fascinated, as she stretched out her tongue and placed it delicately under the two inches of throbbing cock, letting it rest there as her hot breath wafted over the glistening knob of the cock, which was pulsing and straining as if it was alive.
For several minutes she held it like that, a little smile on her face as she looked up into Steve's handsome face. He was shaking and trembling, and she broadened her smile, her other hand slowly grasping the shaft of his cock. At the same time, she slowly curled her tongue, bringing it back so that the tip was upturned and touching once more the sensitive knob of the foreskin. She smiled as it gave a startled jerk, at the same time shooting a small jet of hot come into her mouth which she caught on the back of her tongue. "Perfect!" she croaked. "I knew he was excited." She licked again, and this time a bubble of fuck-juice appeared on the end of the shimmering knob.
Steve closed his eyes. Every nerve in his entire body was like a bowstring, and the delicious sensations careening up and down the length of his cock created unbearable tension. Never in his life had he experienced such sheer bliss, and he was pleased that he had, by good fortune, wandered into the sauna and found this delightful creature, who had excited him from the start. "Easy!" he groaned, his hips starting an erratic flipping motion as he pulled unmercifully on the swollen nipples.
"Of course!" mumbled Norma, coyly looking up at him again as her pointed tongue darted feverishly under the tip of his straining cock. A moment later she opened her mouth wide, her hot wet lips accepting the throbbing knob and her saliva warming and lubricating the throbbing head. She listened to his sighs and startled gasps as his raw nerves twitched restlessly. Then suddenly she ran her tongue down the length of the underside and back up to the sensitive ridge, her first opening to make room for her tongue and then closing relentlessly in a tight iron-like grip.
It felt fantastic!
"Holy God!" he gasped. He would have pulled back had it not been for her hand at the base of his spine holding him firmly in place.
His reaction spurred her on. She fluttered her tongue with increasing speed on the supersensitive head, feeling the powerful cock ready itself.
Steve fought the jerkiness in his hips. He dimly fought an impulse to pull back his cock, but the beautiful warm, wet mouth was just too wonderful. Every nerve was now a steel spring, ready to break and go flying off in a shower of stars. He opened his eyes long enough to stare down at the fast-working mouth which was gorging itself on about three inches of his bursting cock. Then, exasperated, he let go of one tit, reached frantically behind and stretched himself backwards as his fingers found the moist triangle of her pubic hair. Her legs were wide open and moving nervously up and down, so that an instant later his fingers were in the hot, gulping pool of her lovely cunt.
"That's very naughty," she mumbled, working her lips like mad around the rubbery cock while her tongue washed and teased at the reaching knob.
Steve choked in dismay as his excitement increased. His new position thrust his genitals much farther forward so that now no less than four inches of his cock were buried in her mouth. Her teeth were gently raking the quivering muscles of his straining shaft. His finger curled and found the swollen clit, fingering and toying with it as her swampy cunt exuded wave after wave of hot come. A moment later the very tip of his raging cock had touched the soft membranes of her throat, nuzzling itself hungrily against the softness and burying itself completely. "Aaaagh!" he cried, unable to believe the sensational new feelings as she quickly used both hands to fully encase his ass and pull him into position. "No ... Jesus ... no!" His balls were actually at her chin and his cock fully stretched to the opening of her throat. He gave up trying to play with her clit, using his thumb and forefinger to grasp the thick nodule of pulpy meat and twist and turn it re-lendessly. Then his cock ejected the first warning drops of boiling semen, and he was losing all control. He turned to stare at Norma's face, unable to believe she was going to continue and accept the full force of his ejaculation.
But Norma was enjoying it immensely. Her husband's earlier fucking with the beautiful Terri and the exhibitions by the other couples in the sauna had all left her in dire need of satisfaction herself. The huge cock buried in her throat, already exuding its molten cream and obviously delighted with her efforts, tasted better than any she could remember. In fact, she'd never been that sold on sucking cock until she had seen this one and knew she must suck it and make the handsome owner of this wonderful place really happy. She watched his antics as he tried to delay his inevitable, the healthy, masculine body already reduced to a shuddering, uncontrolled mass of jangled nerves. Then she slowly began sucking in earnest, wanting to feel arid taste the full richness of the man's creamy fuck-juice, which even now was readying itself in those huge balls nestled against her chin.
The staggering impact of the exploding fuck-juice caught the back of her throat. She tried to hold it, but it was immediately followed by the rearing head striking her throat again and jettisoning another load. She swallowed quickly in time to rake the returning column of hot cock, surprised as another, thinner stream of sperm ricocheted into the cavern of her throat. By then Steve was sitting upright, his hands seeking the headboard behind her head. Then he began a determined thrusting into her mouth, the beautiful smooth round knob of his cock beating at the back of her throat as the proud cock emptied itself and her fingers worked to massage the powerful balls.
He was near to crying when he finally finished. He had released a series of groans and quickening exclamations. Now he gave a long baleful moan and stretched his cock to the limit, shuddering and shaking as Norma Jackson's sensational tongue and lips licked the last of the scalding semen from his cock. "Oh Jesus, but that was something!" he groaned.
They lay exhausted on the bed and he fought off a desire to sleep. He had never expected anything like this when he had undressed in the locker room earlier. All he had intended doing was checking on his guests and making sure they were all having a good time. Vaguely he was aware of Norma's hand on his hip, and then her fingers closing teasingly around his cock. It was resting now, but almost at once he felt it quiver and arouse itself. She had a marvelous way of working her fingers all over a cock, and he wondered briefly how many different cocks she had actually held. He was breathing easier now, her fingers on his cock, reaching under to warm and fondle his balls, somehow relaxing him. He toned his head slightly, his eyes taking in the nearest towering tit. It was topped by a nugget-like nipple which appeared to be reaching and straining as if waiting to be sucked. "God!" he said softly. "You certainly have a gorgeous pair of tits."
She laughed and turned to face him, her eyes dropping momentarily as she gave his cock a squeeze so that it reared, almost hopefully. She brought her other hand into play, a grin spreading across her face as a hungry look appeared in his eyes as he stared at the thrusting globes. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'd forgotten we originally left the sauna so you could have your fill of them. It was just that Vic and most fellows enjoy a cock-massage with them."
"I don't blame them one bit." He turned to face her, his hands starting to mold themselves over the amazing firmness of the huge boobs. "They're magnificent. It's not often you see a pair so big and yet so high and firm."
"Like I tell these young people-lots of good exciting massage by strange male hands, together with some pretty steady fucking, and you keep them in shape with no trouble at all."
"I don't see how you keep men's hands from feeling them all day." His fingers found the nipples and tugged them gently as he spoke.
"I don't try," she grinned. "And I never have. I had a nice respectable pair when I was thirteen, and fortunately had an uncle who was a real tit man. He noticed them first and taught me the importance of showing them off and letting any guy exercise them whenever the opportunity presented itself. Never did fuck me, though. But he did everything else, which helped a lot Nothing any of the older boys tried worried me after that" His cock was hard and she pulled it down, slipping the head between her thighs to open up her cuntlips. "He's ready for a little fucking now," she said softly, lifting her mouth until he had covered it with his own.
Steve shuddered violently as she moved one hand to his bare back, running her fingertips down his spine. He urged his hips forward and upward as she withdrew her hands from between their still-warm bodies. Then his thick, hungry cock began to slide beautifully up into the liquid smoothness of her hot, wet tunnel. "Mnnn ..she moaned, his hands moving more feverishly over the fabulous tits taking in the satiny smoothness as his fingers traced little circles over the domelike contours.
"Isn't that heavenly," she whispered, her mouth still against his. She could taste and smell the come he had emitted earlier and she wondered if it would put him off. Just then he started licking her lips and she decided it hadn't. "There," she went on quietly. "He's better now with the excitement out of him." She worked the inner muscles of her cunt expertly around the throbbing shaft which was now stretching itself contentedly up inside her. "Just marvelous, Steve. I just hate these young kids who come as soon as they see and feel my tits." Without making any outward movement of our hips or thighs, she began a clasping, clutching motion with her cunt around his cock. "And I wanted this cock even before I saw it. When you first stopped and talked when we were enjoying the buffet."
Her confession excited him and he crushed his mouth against hers. The smell of fuck-juice did nothing to cool his desire. Instead, it made him hornier if anything, and he pressed his hips more firmly against hers and squeezed her tits some more. "And I wanted to see more of these gorgeous tits."
"I know," she said, grinning.
"How?"
"A woman always knows. And that's one reason I wear something to show them off."
He bunched one and lowered his mouth to suck on the burgeoning nipple. As he did so, he worked his hips back and then forward, sinking his cock to the hilt as she moaned gratefully.
"God, but that feels good." She made her cunt muscles suck on it "I've wanted that in me the moment I saw it"
"It was waiting." He moved to climb onto her and she spread her legs in readiness, his cock slipping partly out until he could ram it deeply into the oily abyss. She just lay there, stretching like a big cat and making a slight twisting motion inside her as he moved his excited cock in and out of her clutching cunt. For fully five minutes he thrust, balanced on his elbows, his hands trying to contain the magnificent boobs. Then he held his reaching cock fully extended inside her, her soothing, lapping movement around the hard shaft enveloping it in a heavenly embrace.
"That's really something, darling," she gasped. "I knew it was ready for some steady fucking. All it needed was that little teasing." She watched him shiver and lower his mouth to take it at least three inches of solid tit, his tongue twirling madly at her nipple and making her shudder with delight. "Just a little sucking to get all that excess steam out of you, and it was ready and willing to screw me like mad."
Her talk only served to make him more excited.
She ran her fingertips down his back, making him arch and thrust harder into her. With a gasp he jerked his hips away, bringing the gleaming knob of his cock to the door of her cunt. Then in one wild lunge he was sinking it to the hilt, her voice and what she was saying having filled him with a burning lust. She was right, of course. He had been too excited. Most women would have urged him on, but Norma Jackson was too experienced. One look at his face when he had got his first full view of those tits in the sauna, and then the feel of his strong, powerful cock when she had tested it in her hand as she watched him suck on her tit, had been enough to warn her. Now he was excited again and afraid he could never give her enough cock to satisfy her. He began to steady, deliberate rhythm, hoping to silence her, satisfy her and fuck her completely.
"Oh yes, I go for that," she said softly, her hands spreading over his buttocks, pulling and stretching them, one moving down and under to grapple with the nest of heavy balls. "That's really something," she whispered, not wanting it to end, yet also wanting to fully enjoy that elusive peak. "Oh God, yes! Just fuck me, Steve. Fuck!" She pulled up her knees, knowing the waiting was over and he was past all teasing. She lifted her hips in time to his thrusts. "Yes!" she croaked, pulling her knees higher and pressing them against his chest to hold him in place. He lifted himself in response, riding over her and driving downward into the welcoming twat, catching the bloated clitoris with each downward thrust, only to brush past it teasingly as the wildly jerking cock came back. She grabbed at her own tits and he sucked hungrily on them, switching from one to the other, sucking until the arrogant nipple was scratching the roof of his mouth, to be lashed mercilessly with his tongue. "More, morel" she screamed, her breath coming in spasmodic, uncontrolled gusts, not caring who heard her agonized cries as she pleaded without shame for more cock. It was thickening now, opening out the walls of her cunt to their fullest extent, the hard muscles no longer flinching or afraid of the teasing her cunt had given it earlier. "Yes, more!" she cried, a long low moan of disappointment as he pulled back and held it momentarily changing to one of elated joy as he thrust deeply inside. "Aaaagh!" she whimpered as she reached the peak, her orgasm flooding over the throbbing head of the deeply imbedded cock, warming it and encouraging it so that it hesitated but a moment. Then, as they cried out in unison and shivered ecstatically, he pumped the first ejaculation of scalding semen into her. At the same time her beautiful body shuddered as if exploding, another wave of orgasmic swirling around his cock and bubbling into his pubic hair. For three or four minutes he lunged happily into her, emptying his balls as she thrashed beneath him, her head sweeping from side to side as she moaned her appreciation and her fingers slowly relaxed around the firmly driving buttocks.
"What a fuck!" he whispered, huskily. "What a fucking fuck!"
CHAPTER SIX
"Oh my golly!"
Johnny Neilson stared wide-eyed at the screen of the new television set in the corner of his father's office. There before his very eyes, his mother lay spread out on a huge circular bed, her head hanging over the edge. A handsome young salesman whom he had often seen fooling around the motel pool over the past year was industriously pumping his hips between his mother's outspread legs, his hands squeezing her beautiful tits into towering cones of bulging flesh as he sucked ravenously on one. Her hips were furiously bucking and thrusting to meet the young man's determined fucking, and there was no mistaking the look on his mother's beautiful face. She was thoroughly enjoying every second of it. In fact her hands were frantically grabbing at the man's but-tocks and hips as if she couldn't get enough of that big cock into her.
Johnny pulled at the crotch of his pants, giving his own cock more room to stretch as it stiffened. Briefly he wondered where his father was and if there was any danger in his father catching his mother like this. Just then he fucking obviously reached a climax, and Johnny's eyes widened excitedly as he watched his mother wrap her arms around the wildly thrashing body of the man and throw him onto his back. Then, as her beautiful tits swung like the Chinese lanterns he had seen in a restaurant they had visited in San Francisco not long ago, he watched spellbound as she braced her hands on the man's shoulders and her hips began a withering, devastating slapping against his jerking thighs.
Johnny closed his eyes, his fingers unconsciously opening the zipper of his pants and curling around his fully stiffened prick. "Golly!" he murmured, it suddenly dawning on him that he had by chance stumbled on a TV which somehow showed what was going on across the street in the Garden of Eden. The place which was out of bounds to him and Judy. The place the fellows at school said would be a fucking place for couples who wanted to swap. He rubbed his cock thoughtfully. His mother had now collapsed along the length of the man, whose hands were trailing back and forth over her squirming back and making her shiver and giggle with delight. Briefly he wondered if he should see if Judy was in her room, but then he worried about his dad and the possibility that he might get caught. He snapped off the TV and hastily left the office.
It had been three weeks since the Garden of Eden had opened, and also three weeks since he and his sister had fucked. The memory of that fucking only served to make him want more, and if it hadn't been for the fact that he could masturbate every night, imagining he was fuoking all sorts of girls at school as well as people like Lori and Terri and Linda, he would have gone crazy. To make matters worse, Judy had shown a real interest in trying it again, and he decided it was just like the fellows at school said it would be. Once you had a taste of screwing, you just naturally had to keep on fucking in order to keep your cock happy. He retired to his room, locked the outside door, but not the bathroom door-just in case Judy by some miracle wanted to fuck-and then rubbed his cock briskly, the memory of his mother's tits and flailing hips bringing him the ejaculation he needed to clear his balls.
Meanwhile, across the road in the sauna, Steve Neilson was relaxing by himself, enjoying the steamy heat as he watched a young couple opposite. For well over an hour they had been sitting side by side, the woman with her back against the man's chest and her head on his shoulder as his hands played continuously with her beautiful set of tits. They were high, sloping tits, wide at the base, and then tapering down before turning up, tipped with full, lusciously ripe nipples that reminded Steve of big strawberries. She was playing with his cock, rubbing it now and again, but not with enough speed or firmness to fully arouse him. She had a dreamy, sleepy look on her pretty face as she ran a straight, long-fingered hand down over the length of her mate's cock to play with his balls. Steve decided that she did this whenever the fully-stiffened cock showed signs of coming, although invariably, at the same time, her partner would release one of those darling tits and run his hand flady over the plain of her small round belly and into the lush growth of hair at her cunt.
At such times the girl would obligingly open her thighs, hold them open for a few moments as the fingers stroked the furry cundips, and then close them. The man's hand would then return to cradling the lovely tit, the girl allowing a long pink tongue to sweep across her lips as she gave Steve a friendly smile.
All this Steve had been watching for the longest time through the rising waves of fresh steam which emanated from the grills in the floor of the sauna, well aware that the girl was staring, for most of the time, at his straining cock, which had quite naturally grown into a powerful erection as he watched the goings-on. He debated asking them if they needed any help, but just as he had made up his mind, Terri Brooks walked in and joined them.
"Hil" she grinned, noting his hard-on as she sat down beside him. "I see my boss is in great shape." The girl opposite, laughed.
"This is hardly the place to come and pray," allowed Steve sardonically.
"You can say that again," agreed Terri, propping her elbows behind her on the tier above so that her tits jutted out in all their glory. She watched the couple across the way, her nipples slowing sprouting as she watched the man's hands work over the girl's breasts.
"And you're not helping," chided Steve, glancing at Terri's lovely tits, which he noted resembled the girl's, now that he had time to compare them.
Terri laughed and turned her face to kiss him on die ear. "You poor thing," she said softly, touching his hip and then moving her hand over his thigh until she could hold the massive hard-on. "Did Paula not look after her baby today?" she murmured, purposely making her voice babylike as she kissed his ear again.
Steve was about to answer, but the man opposite was in the process of running his hand down over the flat round belly again and the girl was opening her thighs. The cunt hair was dark brown, whereas the girl was a blonde. It was something he hadn't noticed before.
Terri followed his eyes. "Looks good, hm?" she asked, watching the fingers stroke affectionately at the girl's pouting cundips.
"Very!"
She waited until the fingers had drawn themselves up over the girl's trembling body and resumed the fondling of her tit. "That's Grant and Cindy Longman. Would you like to meet them, officially? They've already invited me to join them later this afternoon."
Steve looked surprised. "Really?" He returned a smile the blonde had thrown him as she closed her thighs. "They must be experts in the art of sex. I wouldn't have thought they needed any more encouragement."
Terri patted her boss's cock and then squeezed it. "Let's see about that, shall we?" She took his hand and straightened up, both of them tripping down over the lower seat tier and crossing over. "You two look very relaxed," she said, smiling. "Have you met Steve Neilson, who runs this place?"
They all exchanged greetings, Grant's hands still fondling the lovely tits and Cindy's hand still fluttering over her husband's cock.
Cindy gave Steve a broad grin and parted her thighs, her pubic hair glistening as if fluorescent from the droplets of steam. "We were expecting you earlier, Terri," she said softly, her eyes moving over Steve as if examining every inch of his athletically built body. "Grant was getting quite excited at the prospect of taking care of you." She closed her fist tightly around her husband's straining cock and sank her fist to the base so that the bulging knob of the cock flared in anticipation. "His balls are quite full, if you'd care to feel them." She still spoke to Terri but her eyes were locked with Steve's, a faint smile in them. Her voice had a childish quality about it, mixed with a husky sexiness that made Steve's cock tremble in readiness. Even as he stared at her, she parted her thighs more, dropping her free hand between them and using her thumb and forefinger to part the lips of her cunt.
Terri gave a short laugh, reached forward and cupped die massive clump of testicles which hung below Cindy's hand. "Mnnn ... " she murmured. "You certainly did make him ready for me, didn't you?"
"Of course!" Her smile changed to a wide grin as she watched Steve suck in his breath, his eyes J now attracted to where the girl's fingers had opened wide the pouting cuntlips. Her entire cunt was a glimmering wet pool and there was a thin stream of hot come oozing out of the bottom corner. "I'm excited too," she murmured huskily, her eyes glazing over with raw lust, and her voice more babyish then ever.
Steve took it as an invitation, propping one foot on the tier below, so that his head, when he leaned forward, was almost between her knees. "Yes, I think you are," he said, purposely following her lead and keeping his voice deep and low. He held out one finger and carefully moved the few long wisps of dark hair which crisscrossed the gaping hole. Then he moved his finger into the wet, pulpy tunnel of her cunt, curling it tenderly all over the delicate membranes. A growing wave of hot come engulfed his finger as he moved it in to the second knuckle, the girl's hips giving an involuntary little jerk. She gave a babyish cry and he allowed his finger to raise itself in search of the quivering clitoris. When he found it and began stroking the base, making the clit shed its sheath, she whimpered like a child, releasing her husband's cock to Terri's capable care. Then she used both hands to keep open the pulsing hole of her cunt as Steve's face came closer and closer between her trembling thighs.
"It looks very inviting," he whispered, moving his hands to the soft creamy thighs to stroke and massage them until she had spread them even wider.
"Yes," she croaked huskily.
He held out his tongue so that the tip touched the tip of her fully primed clit. The musky, salty odor which permeated his nostrils was mixed with the faint perfume of a vaginal deodorant. The two combined to bring the searing ache in his balls to a climax. His cock reached grotesquely and he shivered as Terri, seeing his plight as she watched the performance excitedly, reached with her other hand and clasped the straining shaft. Then, as she squeezed it methodically, she gave a little cry as her boss slowly and delicately placed his open mouth against Cindy Longman's boiling cunt.
The girl's slim body went into a convulsion and she gasped explosively, and her head slipping from her husband's shoulder and under his chin so that he immediately lowered his mouth and covered her face with kisses. By then, Steve's tongue was under the excited clit, cradling it in a groove which he was moving and fluttering as the clit quivered ecstatically. Long before this he had expected Cindy to close her thighs in desperation. No woman he had ever eaten had resisted the urge to close her thighs protectively. But Cindy merely wailed in a delirium of joy, her fingers prying open her boiling cunt so that she could enjoy the full rapture of his hard-working mouth and tongue.
For what seemed like ages, she endured the assault on her blazing cunt. Never had she experienced such utter excitement. She put it down to the long, drawn-out foreplay she and Grant had enjoyed, a foreplay which had been enhanced by the opportunity to stare hungrily at the handsome man on the opposite side of the sauna, his enormous cock poised and ready and, of course, on display. She opened her eyes to stare gratefully into her husband's eyes. Coming here had been the best thing they had ever done together, and the swinging parties they had grown tired of would now be a thing of the past. She heaved her loins spasmodically into Steve's face, the plastic padded edge of the long seat biting into her tight round ass. Then she gave a startled cry and Grant cradled her more tightly in his arms to kiss her again as a more fiendish, fantastic feeling swept her cunt and her hips refused to stay still.
The wet hole was awash now, and thick creamy come was bursting from the sides of Steve's mouth. His tongue still teased the stubborn clit and the girl's thighs showed the first signs of wanting close around his ears. He thwarted the attempt, using his hands to hold them in place. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Terri's slim white hand rub gently at Grant Longman's towering cock. She was using the same rhythm she was using on Steve's own throbbing prick. Cindy's convulsive jerking was increasing quite noticeably, and he flicked his tongue all around the bulging clit, making it quiver and wiggle as he listened to her plaintive little cries. Then he eased his lips inside the pool of flowing fuck-juice, his lips grappling briefly until the head of the clit was secure. Then, forcing himself under complete control, he slowly and teasingly sucked it in between his lips, his tongue lashing the tip furiously as Cindy twisted her mouth free to let out a long, mournful cry of release, her hard round ass bouncing in a rhythm of joy on the hard plastic seat of the steam-filled sauna.
Afterwards, she sucked Steve off, adopting the innocent, almost babyish Lolita character he had obviously enjoyed before. Just as he suspected she might, she chose a long, drawn-out method of arousing him, taking the knob of his cock only occasionally into her full, sensuous mouth to wash it off. She had insisted he sit on the bottom tier, his back strained comfortably over the tier behind, so that she could kneel on the steaming grills in the floor while she ministered to his cock.
Two other couples had entered, one quite elderly and the other consisting of two teenagers who Steve doubted were married, but who obviously could afford the luxury of the Garden of Eden. Both couples settled down on the opposite side, intrigued by the performance of the virginlike Cindy, whose face was usually hidden by the long blonde hair which insisted on falling on either side of her head as she bent over Steve's excited cock.
Terri and Grant had retired following the explosive release of Cindy under Steve's capable eating. Grant's cock had actually exploded, like a pop bottle which had been shaken before opening, so that Terri, taken by surprise, had been hard-put to suck at the bubbling fountain and bring Grant some pleasure. But then all four had rested, Terri aware of the trickles of hot fluid which had trailed down her thighs after watching Steve's sensational exhibition.
Now Cindy licked up the full length of Steve's magnificent cock. The fact that a couple of teenagers and the older couple were watching her only added to her own excitement. She held the huge balls in one hand, failing to contain them completely, but digging her fingers into the leathery wrinkled skin with its covering of coarse dark hair. The head was pulsing and gleaming, and her eyes were almost crossed as she studied it closely from short range. The rings of muscles on the main trunk were actually quivering, giving her an enormous sense of power. In fact, she had never quite gotten used to the fact that it was relatively easy to arouse even the most stubborn male. Once aroused, it was even easier to keep him aroused. Let him touch your tit or even your thigh and the average man was primed and ready to go.
Only the previous week, she and Grant had gone to the movies, and she had inadvertently dropped her hand alongside the hip of the stranger sitting next to her. Just for fun she had left it there, and sure enough, five minutes later, the man's hand had joined hers. He had held it for the longest time to see if she would object. When she hadn't, he had carefully moved it under his jacket which was across his knees, and into the chasm between his thighs, leaving it there to do as she saw fit.
She had smiled to herself as she had continued to watch the movie, her wrist against the heavy bulge at the front of his pants. Then, very slowly, she had turned her hand, spread her fingers and closed them around his thick, short shaft. For several minutes she had been content to feel the column of the cock, but the shortness fascinated her; more so because she was reasonably sure that the people sitting on the other side of him were his wife and three children. Intrigued, she had opened the zipper, searched furtively through the underwear and found the steaming cock, pulling it free and deciding at once it was a mere five-incher. Gently persistent rubbing had done nothing to increase the size, although the cock had responded with a preliminary burst of hot come. But then she had decided to examine the balls, and had been astonished and impressed to find them the size of a baseball. Later she had searched in her handbag for some tissue, pretending to use it to stifle a sneeze before moving her hand to the waiting cock. The stranger had shuddered briefly as she gently but effectively brought the short, thick cock to a glorious climax.
She used her forefinger and thumb on Steve Neilson's balls now, circling the heavy pod of testicles and pulling on them gently. Her eyes had moved slowly upwards over his heaving belly and broad, hairy chest, which were covered with river-lets of steaming perspiration. Her other hand moved to the shimmering head of his cock, her fingers becoming playful as they toyed with the rubbery dome. His head, she noted, was hanging back and resting on the higher tier, his jaw hanging loose as he sucked in air. She made a ring with her fingers around the ridge of the cock and lowered her mouth, taking in the dome and licking it avidly. When the cock stiffened quite noticeably, she stopped, content to fondle the upthrust shaft and play with his balls.
Out of the corner of her eye, Cindy noted that the teen-age youth had slipped an arm around his friend and pulled her against him. His hand was playing with her tit. It was little more than the size of an orange. She had one arm thrown carelessly across his thighs, but a short slim cock was just visible as it reached and strained from the vee of the boy's crotch. Briefly Cindy wished she could suck it off. All the men she had known had been gifted with trunk-like cocks which made breathing difficult and almost impossible. She turned her head and was rewarded with a smile from the older couple on the other side. The man was wasting no time kneading and squeezing his wife's tits, while she was industriously playing with his gigantic cock. Cindy returned their smile and went back to teasing Steve's throbbing shaft just as a little jet of hot semen erupted from the top, spurting no more than an inch before dropping back to run evenly down over the shimmering cone. "Beautiful!" she whispered, her tongue darting out to lick at the creamy liquid.
The older couple murmured their approval. The wife had always been revolted at the thought of sucking cock until one night at a wild party when a good friend had been screwing her like crazy. She had been draped over a stool or a hassock or something in the middle of the living-room floor at the time, and as usual when she neared an orgasm, her mind had blown completely. Just when she had thought she would go completely out of her mind, another of the party-goers had knelt at her head, which was hanging over the end. The next thing she knew this torpedo-like cock was moving toward her face, little spurts of hot come spurting from the tip as it came nearer. She had been ready to scream in protest, as she remembered it, but her orgasm was on the brink of the abyss A moment later one of the other women at the party had talcen hold of her chin and throat, prying her mouth open so that the spitting cone of bright red cockhead was bursting through her lips, and she was sucking on it ravenously as her hips began to flay madly to the combined fucking of her and her mate. Since then, she had particularly enjoyed sucking cock and getting fucked at the same time. She sat forward to watch Cindy Longman and the handsome proprietor as they continued to enjoy themselves. At the same time she affectionately kept playing with her husband's cock, knowing exactly when to back off and keep him supremely happy.
Her husband, meanwhile, was pleased that they had dropped into the sauna before returning to their room. The performance of the kneeling girl was something to behold, and positioned as he and his wife were, he could watch her hungry young mouth as it licked and sucked at the man's upthrust cock, as well as watch the swinging tits, which were the elongated type that he liked. In fact, he had never seen such long, slender cones, and the nipples were something else again, even though the continuous dripping of moisture from the tips was probably exaggerating the points. Even the slim, slender back of the young woman was erotic, and the way it flared into gently rounded hips made his balls ache. The crack of her ass was like a dark thin valley, and he could just make out the wooly ball of fur where her thighs arched together. For the first time he realized that the fur was brown while the girl was blonde. His huge cock jerked as he realized that her cunt was right there, probably with the thickly swollen lips trembling with anticipation. Briefly, he wondered what would happen if he slipped down to where the girl was kneeling, dropped to his knees behind her and then eased his burning cock up into the far reaches of her lovely cunt. His cock jerked again, and his wife turned to grin at him, knowing what he was thinking. Steve Neilson's massive prong was making her feel the same way.
"She does it beautifully, doesn't she?" she whispered. She held her husband's balls very gingerly, knowing how excited he had suddenly become.
"I'd love to help her along."
His wife laughed at the expression on his face as he studied the curved buttocks of the beautiful girl. "She has a lovely body. Perfect for fucking," she admitted thoughtfully. "Maybe she is just getting him ready for a fucking later. Otherwise you could. Everyone is very friendly and cooperative around here." Both she and her husband had enjoyed a sensational screwing this morning before lunch with a couple who had casually joined them in the pool. She carefully toyed with his balls, a little come having oozed from the tip of his cock. When she turned back to watch the exhibition again, her own tits tingling like mad, it was in time to see Steve lift his head and stare down over his trembling body to where the beautiful young woman was administering to his cock. It was a towering, reaching column of rock-hard phallus, and the girl was holding it against her cheek, a little smile on her pretty face. Very sensibly, she was attempting to do nothing more than hold it in this loving fashion, for it gave the appearance of being ready at any moment to shoot a tremendous load of fiery come like a belching volcano. The older woman waited until Steve had dragged his eyes away and for a brief moment looked across in her direction. Then she mouthed the word "Beautiful," and made a point of holding her husband's huge shaft in full view while pointing to the kneeling girl with the other hand, a darting thrill of excitement coursing through her tits as a smile crossed Steve's face and he slowly nodded his head.
The older man didn't have to be invited twice. With an excited grunt he struggled to his feet and in another moment was standing behind the unsuspecting girl, his cock excitedly exuding droplets of fuck-juice as he stood staring at the beautifully curved ass and the gleaming, moist back. Thoughtfully, he reached down and spread his hands over the fabulously smooth body, feeling the girl shiver spasmodically as she turned her head, a funny, pathetic and pleading look on the pretty face. For one fearful moment, he was sure she was going to object. But then suddenly, a broad smile covered her features and her eyes focused on the fully matured cock, which was stiff and ready. In a few seconds his hands were roaming over the hard, firm ass cheeks, squeezing them and kneading them as he dropped to his knees.
It was several minutes before he could arrange her gorgeous thighs, their silky smoothness sending ecstatic streaks of desire to race along his cock. Dimly he was aware that she had turned her face once more and was holding it against the upthrust cock, occasionally turning to lick at the powerful stem as she obligingly allowed the man behind her to prepare her for him. His breath came in gale-like gusts as he shuffled forward, his cock hungrily upright and nuzzling itself between the cheeks of the round, firm ass. Almost in a daze he allowed himself the pleasure of squeezing her ass firmly, so that his upthrust shaft was buried in the soothing softness, fresh hot come oozing freely and making the channel of her ass like a glide-way.
His wife had joined him, the stares of the young teenagers as they watched in fascination only adding to everyone's pleasure. Tenderly, she stroked her husband's back. He was an expert at waiting, and the way the younger woman was prolonging her pleasure with Mr. Neilson's majestic cock was something she knew her husband would appreciate. She reached in between his thighs and found his balls, squeezing them affectionately, feeling their power and fullness as he massaged his cock against the girl's ass. Then, as his urgent need surfaced and he reached the limit of his endurance, his hips reluctantly pulling back, she clutched the heavy sac of balls more firmly, pulling them so that the proud cock swung down and into place. "Easy!" she murmured, the gleaming knob of his cock pulsing and throbbing as it prepared to enter the swollen, pouting lips of the lovely cunt. "Easy, darling!" A moment later the red, bloated trunk of meaty prick was easing itself into the tight, glove-like tunnel of the young woman's gulping cunt.
She gave a long, grateful groan as the full eight inches of swollen cock stretched itself delightedly deep inside. It touched the door to her cervix and she willingly arched her back. At the same time, she hungrily grabbed at Steve's trembling cock, smothering it with kisses as she tried to rub it and squeeze his balls at the same time. She gasped with joy as the man behind her slammed his hips and thighs against her ass and held his cock in deeply, her cunt grasping and working itself around the intruding burning torch. She pulled at the cock in her hands, the head moving down until it was in line with her mouth. Then, almost hungrily, she allowed the gleaming knob to enter, her lips closing around the ridge as Steve began a series of jerking, twitching little thrusts.
Almost immediately, the huge cock inside her began to move. It was slow at first, and she was grateful for that. She'd never handled such a thick cock, and the movements were nothing short of sensational. She began a little rotating movement of her ass in order to tease it. She experienced the usual disappointment as the prong-like prick withdrew, but then its owner somehow managed to hold it with only an inch inside her burning hole. In retaliation, she sucked more urgently on the cock in her mouth, her cheeks expanding and retracting as she waited for the lunge behind. When it didn't come, she pulled more fiercely on Steve's magnificent balls and pulled all the surplus skin down from around the shuddering cock. A moment later, she sighed with relief as the big cock re-entered her yearning cunt so that she mumbled incoherently in her throat. Another fantastically deep penetration which stretched the walls of her cunt; and then suddenly it was real fucking, with seven or eight inches of unbelievable cock lunging back and forth and driving her out of her mind.
How long it lasted, she could never remember later. The cock in her mouth gushed like a spuming geyser, only adding to her excitement as her assailant's hard belly slammed noisily against her ass. Briefly, she had the feeling that it must be like being fucked by a mule, each thrusting drive building a frightening wave of mounting pleasure she was afraid might be too much. She swallowed the hot come which had filled her mouth and then sank her lips down the length of the pulsing cock. Another geyser of fuck-juice surprised her, and she swallowed that. Then she had to push the cock from her mouth, the excitement too much to bear as the man's hands went around her and found her swinging tits. He was milking them like crazy while still managing to fuck her as she had never been fucked before. "Aaaaagh ..she groaned, unable to believe the indescribable excitement now raging through every nerve, every pore of her young body. Vaguely, she was aware that the teen-age couple had joined the rest and were standing to one side, the boy's cock dripping and the girl's little tits tight and swollen. "Oh yes, just fuck," she screamed, not caring what anyone thought any more. "Just fuck and fuck and fuck," she cried, the huge cock swelling now as an orgasm swept over her, the hot, fiery liquid serving to trigger the man's climax. "Oh my God ... yes ... pleasq!" And it was outpouring into her womb and he was holding it in, his huge hands squeezing her tits as if to empty them at the same time. "Oh yes," she whispered, her head falling into Steve Neilson's crotch so that her mouth and tongue could kiss and suck at his softening cock. "Oh yes," she whispered. But no one else heard.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Johnny Neilson stepped out of the shower and dried himself quickly. He was sporting a massive hard-on, having allowed the fine spray to funnel directly into his throbbing cock during the final moments of the shower. He reached for a can of deodorant, sprayed himself all over and then wrapped a towel around his waist, glancing at the door leading to his sister's room before reluctantly entering his own.
Twice lately, he had been able to slip into his dad's office and turn on the nifty TV set and watch the most fantastic things happening in the motel across the road. Both times, however, he had first checked that both his mom and dad were either across the road themselves or in Yorkville. Unfortunately, both occurrences had only added to his own misery, giving him out-standing hard-ons which even masturbating had failed to fully satisfy. He sat on the edge of the bed, debating whether or not he should take a chance and see if Judy was awake. This was the morning she went for tennis lessons, and the thought of his sister in one of those cute, flimsy little tennis outfits Mom had bought her did nothing to ease the tension of his cock. Just then there was a knock at the outside door to his room, and he jumped, startled.
When he opened it, it was to see his dad. "Hi, Dad! Anything wrong?"
Steve shook his head. "No, I'm pleased you're up. Would you like to give Linda a hand with that service club meeting this morning?"
"Sure, Dad." His fingers played with the edge of the towel around his waist, hoping to hide the bulge of his hard-on. "I'll check with her as soon as I'm dressed."
His dad smiled and patted his shoulder. "I have to go into Yorkville and see old Barron at the bank. Incidentally, I left a pay check for you on the corner of my desk," he said, grinning. "You must almost have enough to buy that old jalopy."
Johnny's face broke into a grin. "Pretty close, I guess." He watched his father close the door, and started to loosen the towel as he thought of getting dressed. A moment later he stopped as he wondered what his mother was going to do today. A visit to his dad's office should be tied in with the opportunity to look at that television set when he picked up his check. He tightened the towel and slipped across the hall, tapping lightly on the door and holding his ear to the crack.
Paula was sitting at the vanity in her panties and bra. She thought it was the maid, wanting to make up their room, and she called, "Come inl"
"Hi, Mom! I was just talking to Dad." His mother was fixing an earring, both arms upraised so that the twin boobs he had been paying a lot of attention to lately were bobbing and thrusting like crazy. At thirty-five she was the picture of health, and few men even tried to resist staring at those tits or the curved round ass as she wandered around the motel. "I'm going to help Linda set up that luncheon meeting. Is there anything you want me to do?"
"I don't think so, darling. He left you a check." She was still fiddling with the earring when her son's image appeared in the mirror as he came to stand alongside her. She was about to turn and smile at him when she noticed the look on his face as his big brown eyes studied her tits. She was wearing one of the new shallow bras which ran under die bulging domes, simply holding them in place without uplifting or covering them in any way. Even the dark moons around the bases of the nipples were clearly exposed. She watched his expression, fascinated, a little disturbing tingle creeping into her cunt. "Gee, Mom! What a beautiful pair of ... of ... of breasts you have!"
"Why, Johnny! Just remember you're my son, hm?" She turned her head now and smiled at him a little nervously, not too sure how to handle the situation. To make matters worse, she had found herself more and more often studying the growing bulge which was appearing at the front of his swim trunks and even his blue jeans with ever-increasing prominence this summer. She fixed the earring at last and lowered her arms, only to give the youth an uninterrupted view of the beautiful tits. "No, I don't think there's anything I need done this morning," she said, annoyed that the nervousness which had crept into her voice as well as the increasing excitement in her tits as her son continued to examine them very thoroughly. "You get ready to help Linda, that's a good boy." She was about to reach out and pat him when she noticed the pronounced bulge in the front of the towel. She forced herself to smile and stood up, putting her hands on his shoulders and bending forward to kiss him on the forehead, a little dismayed when the tips of her tits somehow managed to touch him on the chest.
As they did, Johnny unconsciously moved his hands to her warm, soft, naked waist, making his mother give a little shiver. He smiled and she gave a short, nervous little laugh as she straightened up, the way he was continuing to examine her tits now putting her off completely. "Jeez, Mom, but I just have to look at you." He cleared a catch in his throat. "You sure are a beautiful hunk of woman."
She gave an exasperated, choking laugh. "Really, Johnny! I think that's enough. It's not good for you to see your mother half-naked like this." She made the mistake of moving to kiss him once more, this time on the cheek. As she did, his hands move upwards from her waist, settling on either side of her big firm tits, the palms pressing rather pleasingly against the firmly rounded sides.
"I ... I ... saw you once ... " he said, his mouth quivering uncontrollably. "I mean, I saw you without ... without anything ... "
She stared at him, aghast. "You what?" she asked incredulously, realizing he was going to admit to seeing her completely naked and yet not wanting to hear him say it. Without thinking, she dug her fingers into the succulent softness of his waist, her tits bulging ever more prominendy between them, as if they were waiting too. "You saw me ... saw me? Where? When?" He was actually moving his hands now, feeling the contours of her tits and bringing starding little streaks of excitement to course all through them.
"On that television in Dad's office!"
"Wh ... a ... a ... t?" Her face was suddenly beet-red and there was nothing to say that she could think of on the spur of the moment. She had suggested to Steve he should have some way of locking that stupid closed-circuit TV off, but he had obviously ignored the suggestion. In desperation, and to hide her embarrassment, she pulled Johnny against her, kissing him on the mouth. Her tits were squashed against his chest, and she was a little starded to find his hard-on quite big. A corn-sing warmth swept through her genitals, surprising her. But then his deodorant filled her nostrils, sending a heady, swimming faintness through her brain. When it had cleared, she tried to pull herself away from the youthful hardness, only to find his hands were now back at her waist and, even as she struggled, had moved impetuously around to her round, firm ass. "Johnny!" she gasped, trying to make it sound like a reproof. Instead, her voice sounded husky, as if she was approving.
"Mom, I have to see. I have to feel. It's just that ... well ... "
She stared at him, completely dismayed and blaming herself. Right before her eyes he had grown up into a young man. A virile young man and a replica of his father. And she hadn't even noticed it. At least, not from his point of view. 'Young studs' was what she and Steve called boys of his age. Yet they had been foolish enough to think their own son didn't qualify. And she had actually enjoyed sneakily looking at the boy's genitals bulging in his shorts, whenever the opportunity occurred. "Oh, Johnny!" she whispered croakingly, the feel of his upthrust young cock pressing through the towel and into her soft, round belly doing nothing to subdue her own shattered nerves. She took his face in her hands, a mixture of maternal love and growing lust sweeping over her and confusing her. For the first time she realized how dangerous he could be. There were at least sixteen hot young women on the motel payroll, to say nothing of guests who brought daughters just as hot. Then there was Judy, she realized with a shock. She had been meaning to talk to Judy and possibly get her onto the Pill. Neither she nor Steve were naive enough not to realize that teenagers nowadays were fucking each other like mad, and certainly her son and daughter would be no exceptions. "Johnny," she said softly," there must be girls at school ... " It suddenly dawned on her that both he and Judy had few occasions to lead a normal life, tied to motel life and at least ten miles from town.
"Mom, dear!" The look on his face was enough to tear at her heart. "I only want to see, to feel, to know what you look like."
She shivered as he moved one hand up her spine to die hooks of her bra. "No, Johnny, please!" She tried to put him off by holding his face and pulling it closer, her mouth taking over his in a kiss far more affectionate than she had ever bestowed. "You mustn't," she mumbled through their trembling lips. "You mustn't." But even as she spoke, she felt the snapping release of the straining bra. With a deep, surrendering groan she gave in, something deep inside her convincing her he was entitled to this one reward, which might, somehow, mollify his tattered frustrations. She put her hands on his shoulders, moved back and watched the look in his eyes as the bra slipped down between them, hesitating at her waist before plunging down to rest at her feet.
They were even more beautiful than he had imagined. He stared at them, wide-eyed, his hands moving from behind her and then gently coursing over the out-thrust globes. They were firm and yet unbelievably soft and creamy smooth, the arrogant nipples starting to bulge like ripening fruit as he moved his fingertips around die base of each.
Paula closed her eyes, her breathing erratic. She relaxed, knowing she should resist, but not wanting to lose the swooning deliciousness of her son's fondling. Tentatively, she swung one arm around his neck, and this time he obligingly brought his face down to hers. She accepted the warm mouth which was very wet and strangely passionate.
"What a ... what a pair of ... of ... tits!" He gratefully kissed all around her mouth, the sides of her nose and then back to her mouth. His fingers worked more diligently now that she was ob-viously not going to object, running over the exquisite softness of the upper curves and then under to lift and squeeze at the globes themselves. He gave her a prolonged kiss, loving the way she opened her mouth partly and let his tongue inside, exciting him. Then he gave a startled shiver as her free hand moved over his bare waist and gently drew him closer, her touch sending wild streaks of ecstasy to sweep through his loins and make his balls ache. He made a little choking noise and bunched one tit, leaving her mouth reluctantly and not even knowing why. Then he held the gorgeous tit and lowered his face, a smoldering look in his big brown eyes as he studied the chubby, waiting nipple.
"Just lick it, darling, because you're very excited." His bulge was like a tennis ball, pressing against her pubic mound. "Oh, gently!" she gasped as the tongue licked tenderly at her nipple. The look on the boyish face was one of intense wonderment mixed with loving attention. "That's lovely." Her hand moved against the towel and she found the overlapping piece of his waist. For some reason she had the feeling he might object, his youth somehow rebelling unexpectedly at the last moment against this adult pastime. But he shivered with obvious approval, his tongue working more expertly all around her nipple, and his other hand kneading feverishly at the other tit. Then the towel fell away from the youthful hips, caught for a moment on the upthrust peak of his young quivering prick, and then fell at their feet.
His loins burst into flame as his naked cock touched the velvety softness of her belly. His balls nuzzled hungrily against the bone of her pelvis, a searing heat taking him by surprise as she pressed herself against him, helping his cock stretch itself delightedly and free the foreskin. She was wearing skimpy little bikini panties and the elastic seemed to dig in about halfway up his cock and help the spare skin stretch back to free the pulsing cone-like head. He gave a muffled cry of approval and appreciation as his mother placed both hands at the back of his neck, locking her fingers before stretching herself back. Then, for the first time, the full, upthrust glory of her magnificent tits presented itself. "Oh jeez!" he cried, beside himself as his hands roamed eagerly over the towering domes. His fingers played with die nipples, not sure what to do with diem, but tantalizing them enough to make them springy and hard and bigger than ever. "Oh jeez!" he croaked, his mind in a whirl and his eyes big and wide at the sight of the rearing tits. Unable to contain himself a moment longer, he ignored his mother s earlier warning, flinging his head forward and taking her by surprise. Then his young, boyish mouth was ravishing the end of one tit, chewing and sucking as she squirmed with sheer delight.
She allowed him to suck ravenously for at least five minutes. He had probably bruised her tit very badly, she decided, but at least she would have the satisfaction of losing her guilty feelings at not having helped the boy earlier. After all, Steve should have taken the boy aside and given him some lessons, somehow. Some men even took their sons to a hooker, she had read somewhere, and although the idea was repugnant to her, at least Johnny would have gotten it out of his system.
Then there was always Lori. Lori would have given the boy some instruction if Steve had asked her, and no one would have ever been the wiser. She began a gentle, almost indiscernible movement of her hips in order to get the feel of the youthful cock, a little smile around her mouth as Johnny responded without thinking, his cock pressing just a little bit harder and stretching itself hopefully against her round, flat belly. She lifted her head so that she could watch the young mouth suck hungrily on her tit. Then she quietly opened her fingers and moved one hand down between their trembling bodies, avoiding the steaming little cock although she was dying to see it. A moment later she was prying the panty-briefs over her hips until they were slithering down her legs. Then she edged her hand down, closing her fingers around the four-inch bone of surging cock, and her son went into convulsive trembling as she lovingly clasped and squeezed the quivering shaft.
"Aaaaaaagh ... " He was fighting for air, which somehow was eluding him. He straightened up, his mouth sagging open and a torn, tormented look on his boyish face. Her lovely soft hand merely held his pounding cock, yet it was straining and reaching as never before. It had also exuded a little fuck-juice and he hoped she wouldn't mind.
"Yes, yes, dearest. You've made yourself all excited."
It had to be his imagination, but her hand was squeezing and releasing its grip around his raging cock, making it even more excited than before.
"Just so excited," she said softly and soothingly, as if talking to a baby.
He watched, panting, as her other hand left his neck and disappeared out of view. Then her fingers were closing around his tight, burning little balls, feeling and squeezing diem in an easy, fantastically tranquilizing sort of way. "Oh, Mom!" He cleared the annoying catch in his throat. His hands worked desperately over the fabulous tits, which seemed to be bigger and firmer and bolder than before. "Oh, Moml"
"I know," she whispered, sympathetically. "Mom shouldn't have let you excite yourself this way." His youthful balls were no larger than the birds' eggs she had seen as a child. She clutched them quite firmly and gave the slim, upthrust prick a rub or two, watching the expression on his face. "Does that make it feel better?" she asked, as if she didn't know.
"Oh yes!" An expression of sheer relief spread slowly over the handsome young features and his fingers stroked more feverishly over the swollen domes. "Aaaaagh ... God!"
"Maybe you should get ready to help Linda." There was no way the boy could stop now and she knew it. In fact it would be downright dangerous to let him go like this. Even Judy wouldn't be safe. She gave a little prick another gentle rubbing.
"What?" he asked. "Oh Mom, I'm so excited."
She shook her head, as if she was at a loss to know what to do. "Does that make it feel better?" she asked hopefully.
He nodded his head and then impulsively moved his mouth to one tit and sucked on it while working his hips against her hand. His cock arched up through her fist in a spasm of sheer joy.
She glanced at the bed. "Maybe if you moved over there," she suggested. "But your dad would be very cross if he ever found out." She would tell Steve sometime, but in her own way and when the time was ripe.
"You're going to tell Dad?" Johnny asked, a frightened look in his eyes as he raised his mouth from the succulent tit.
"Of course not. I blame myself for letting you at me. It was naughty of you to ask and naughtier for me to let you see." She guided him to the bottom of the bed so that when the back of his knees touched the mattress, he just naturally fell back, getting the first full, clear view of his mother as she stood smiling down at him.
The magnificence of her naked body filled him with awe. The pictures in the skin magazine were one thing, but to actually see real live naked flesh was something else again. A pounding, passionate throbbing filled his pulsing young cock. The thrusting tits appeared beautifully pointed from this angle, with the nipples like jutting little fingers sprouting outwards from the ends. The way her waist narrowed in, and the plane of her round belly dimpled with the navel and then sweeping down into the thick growth of blonde hair, all served to make his passion even more unbearable.
She let him look his fill, standing with her hands on her hips as she watched his hungry brown eyes travel over every inch of her fully matured body. The little cock was adorable, showing itself off and spasmodically jerking whenever Johnny stared longingly at her thighs and her cunt. The tight little clump of balls was fascinating too, hanging tightly at the base of the cute little prick where it started to curve under between the youth's twitching thighs. "Have you seen enough of Mommy now?" she asked quietly, and she raised her hands, cupped the bulging tits and squeezed them as she stretched.
"Oh, jeez, Mom!" Without thinking he allowed one hand to move to his steaming cock. As soon as he touched it, he realized what he had done and he closed his fingers around the pulsing stem, forcing himself to hold it without giving it any relief.
"I was afraid you'd make yourself all excited," she said, moving nearer to his knees. He parted his legs without thinking and withdrew his hand from his cock, hoping that once again she would take over and he could feel those silky soft fingers caressing his steaming prick. But she seemed to fuss with the bedclothes, pulling and tugging at them around his trembling hips. The next thing he knew she was dropping to her knees, and he suddenly realized she had arranged a big mound of bedclothes under his ass, lifting his hips and loins higher, ready for her full attention. "I'll see if I can make it feel good again," she said, smiling as she stared along his slim muscular body. "If you don't like it, just tell me," she said softly. Then her fingers touched his balls, gathering the little nut-like eggs and toying with them as her son's rapturous cries of appreciation filled the room.
For several minutes, Paula contented herself with giving the boy the utmost pleasure and joy. She purposely avoided touching the darling little cock, which she would have loved to take into her mouth and lick and suck until her heart was content, or until he came in an explosion of happiness, which she suspected wasn't far away. Instead, she let her fingers fondle and play with the hard little nuts, pulling and tugging them occasionally so that the stiff little cock would raise itself hopefully as if demanding attention. With her other hand she slowly encouraged her son to spread his thighs. She stroked along one and then the other until he got the idea. Eventually, his hard young thighs were stretched almost in a straight line as he shivered and shook in anticipation.
For Johnny, the experience was one he would never forget. Any woman who did this to him in the future would want pleasure of her own-even want to be fucked, but not his mother. He wasn't too sure what she was doing exactly, but the electrifying streaks of ecstasy around his loins were indescribable. His stiff young cock seemed to be yearning for something and reaching and straining as never before. Yet there was so much exciting stimulation going on around it that it didn't seem to matter. For some reason he didn't seem to be able to control his arms because, like everything else about his body, they were filled with an uncontrollable urge to move jerkily here and there. He struggled to raise himself, startled at the expression on his mother's beautiful face as she stared longingly and almost pathetically from the other side of his upthrust cock. And then he noticed die cock itself, astonished to see it so long as it seemed to reach and strain. To his horror he saw it bubble out hot, creamy come, but a flood of relief suddenly swept over him as he noticed the smile widen on his mother's beautiful face. Then he lay back, unable to believe the excruciating bliss encasing his balls.
Paula, meanwhile, was nearing the end of her endurance. Scalding fuck-juice was dribbling down her sensitive thighs as she continued playing with the tight little balls and persistendy ran her fingers along the smooth creamy thighs, now fully outspread. She planted stinging little kisses along one, laughing as Johnny moaned and tried to flip his straining hips. Then she kissed along the other, the fresh aroma of the thin semen the cock was ejecting filling her with lust. She turned her face to one side, moved it forward and opened her mouth wide, her fingers under the little tight sac of pebble-like balls. A moment later, with just a little maneuvering, she was able to take in the entire pouch, the thin wispy hairs covering the balls tickling her lips momentarily until were right in. Gendy, she closed her lips, her teeth carefully nibbling between the small tight nuts and the base of the towering young prick. Then, with her flaring nostrils snugly wedged against the root of the startled cock, she washed the balls languidly with the warm saliva which had gathered in her mouth.
The sensation was one Johnny would never experience again. He forced himself onto his elbows, astounded to see his tormented cock rearing itself fitfully above his mother's mouth. It was really bubbling now, with a steady stream of hot come running down the side and trailing over his mothers busy lips. "Aaaagh ... Mom ... " he whimpered, trying to get a little movement going with his hips to add to the pleasure. His mother s hands somehow held him, and he gave a long drawn-out moan as her mouth continued to administer to his balls. "Mom, p-l-e-a-s-ell" He was trying to reach for her without success, his arms flailing everywhere and pounding on die bed. I'm coming ... " he managed to gasp, the thought of Ids cock spuming boiling come all over his mother's face appalling him. "I'm ... "
She pushed the little clump of hard balls out of her mouth with her tongue. A moment later she was over his cock, her mouth sinking around it and her lips gliding down the slippery shaft as Johnny went into convulsions of sheer joy. She had held the cock briefly, unsure what the youth's reaction would be. But now she had it securely in her mouth, amazed at its slimness and the ease with which she could breathe and lick it at the same time. Her hands took a firm hold on his thighs near where they joined the jerking torso. Then, very slowly at first, she deliberately began sucking him off, the taste of the watery come like vintage wine in comparison to a full adult's thick creamy fuck-juice. She removed her mouth and smacked her lips. "Nice and slow," she told herself, her own excitement having built until her entire body was like a steel spring and ready to explode. "That way, hell last a little longer." Then her lips were on the cone, nibbling at it and making it bubble some more, before she moved them slowly to the jerking base. Then her tongue took over again, delightedly circling the stiff slim column, raking it from top to bottom and swirling around the ridge and the pulsing cone until it quivered and throbbed ecstatically.
"Jeez, Mom I Golly!" Frantically, he tried to remove his genitals from the gorgeous mouth, not really wanting to, but knowing he could not stand this excruciating excitement. "Please ... No ... I'm ... I'm ... coming!" he warned, his balls now boiling and ready to hurde the scalding semen up the stem of his cock.
She gave a deep suck and then a series of little ones after bringing her lips to the shimmering cone. She licked it pensively, knowing it was ready to spit the first load. For some reason, it was like sucking on a big, full-grown nipple. The boyish hips were in a tantrum of convulsions and it was all she could do to hold the youth in place. His cock slipped out and she quickly sucked it back in, her tongue furiously lashing around the cone and stabbing viciously at the knot of the foreskin. She quickened the sucking, feeling the slender column of boyish cock swell and twitch as it readied to spurt the hot semen free. Then, reluctant to stop teasing it altogether, she fluttered her tongue again around the rearing head, inter-mittendy sucking on it until it finally gave in, stretched itself manfully and shot the stream of thin fuck-juice to the back of her throat. Her mouth worked lovingly then, a sense of achievement filling her tits as her full, sensuous lips worked feverishly around the pulsing stem, urging the last of her son's warm milky sperm out in short, sharp little spurts.
Johnny lay exhausted, unable to fully compre-hend what had just happened to him. He had delightedly masturbated for almost two years and then he had experienced the unbelievable joy of fucking his sister. Now, surely, he had experienced the ultimate in the bewildering world of sex. His body was completely drained and was now relaxing in the heavenly release his mother had just given him. He shivered as his mother continued to lick his cock in a thoughtful gesture that continued his pleasure as his body twitched and shuddered with relief. Her fingers were back on his balls, moving ever so gently, as if by doing so, she would re-invigorate and replenish them. A moment later, when her tongue and fingers had suddenly disappeared, he reluctantly opened his eyes in time to see her getting to her feet. Then he held out his arms, knowing what she planned to do, and gave a deep sigh of relief as her warm, utterly silky body sank onto his, enveloping it in a velvety softness he had never known before.
"Feel better?" she asked softly, her head tucked under his chin so that her huge globes were nesded just below his rib cage. His little cock was nesded against the firmness of her belly.
"Mnnnn," he moaned, still fighting for breath, his body giving uncontrollable little jerks as they lay there.
"You're getting to be quite a little man," she went on, knowing her last-minute idea of climbing onto him and letting him feel the welcoming softness of her body would complete the experience for him. "In fact, I'm a little surprised you haven't already found a girl at school who would enjoy a little screwing." Everyone said kids fucked all the time at that school anyway. His cock gave a little quiver against her tummy and she laughed. "I bet you're thinking of one now and just waiting to try her."
He had suddenly thought of Judy, but had no intention of talking about her. "One or two do, I guess. I just don't know how to go about it."
She raised herself so that she could look into the handsome young face. "Oh come now, I can't believe that. After all, look what happened to your mother this morning once you started."
He grinned back her, still not quite sure this had really happened. "It's just that living out here, I'm so far away from town. Guys who live there meet the girls all the time."
Paula raised herself from her son's hot, youthful body. "You're not using your imagination," she grinned slyly. "Those guys don't have a nice motel room with a big bouncy double bed all ready for when they want to relax after a swim in a heated swimming pool with a hot little girl." Johnny sat up with a jolt. "You mean ... you mean ... Dad wouldn't say anything if I invited Janice Coleman out to swim, and I took her to an empty room?"
Paula straightened up and returned to the vanity to brush her hair. "I would think he might even be quite proud that his son was following his father's footsteps," she grinned, turning to wink at the starded youth. "Whoever Janice Coleman may be." To herself, she added, 'And if Janice Coleman isn't smart enough to be on the Pill, good luck to her.' She went on brushing her hair, watching Johnny stir himself and climb off the bed. His little prick was soft now, completely flaccid and looped over his balls. After all, she reasoned, Steve had been sixteen when he had first fucked her after a high-school dance. And she'd been only fifteen, nervous and skittish as a crazy little hen.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Paula threw back the single sheet on the bed and slid her long legs over die side, then rose to move to the window, stretching herself indolendy. Two travelling salesmen were already in the motel pool, racing side by side down its length, even though it was still a few minutes before eight o'clock. "Ambitious!" she mumbled, yawning noisily and wishing now she hadn't bothered watching the porno movie on the closed-circuit TV last night. She turned, a wide grin spreading slowly across her attractive features as her eyes focused on her husband's impressive hard-on. For a moment, she was tempted to climb back on the bed and mount him, helping herself to that big proud cock. But then, with a sigh, she headed for the bathroom. Today Mr. Barron, the banker, was coming to view the premises and she wanted to be fresh and in good shape to take care of his every need.
Later, when she was sitting at the vanity, Steve came to join her, looking over her shoulder and watching her in the mirror. She shivered as his hands came around to fondle her fabulous tits. "Don't get yourself all excited," she said, smiling. "Mr. Barron is coming to lunch, remember, and unless you'd prefer to take care of him yourself, there's no point in making me all horny."
Steve kissed his wife's neck below the ear, making her cringe. "With a full house from Thursday to Tuesday every week, I wonder if we shouldn't start talking to him about some more financing," he suggested. We're going to have to convert die Paradise to another Eden, or extend the Eden."
"At least we don't have to go through all that business of zoning laws and things with the state legislature."
"Which reminds me, Dick and Delbert are coming on Wednesday." The two senators had been instrumental in getting the necessary laws through, and as a reward Steve intended seeing that they had a good time at the new Garden of Eden.
Paula laughed. "I don't think I've ever seen a senator's cock," she grinned. "Are they bigger or more sensitive than any other?"
"Probably much bigger." Steve kissed her again, gave her tits an additional squeeze and headed for the bathroom.
Sidney Barron arrived a little after noon, checking at the desk for Mrs. Neilson and then pacing nervously until Paula came out of the dining I room.
"Well, you finally made it, Sidney," she said, smiling and slipping one arm through his. The lobby was always busy at noon; salesmen staying at the motel were entertaining customers from town, plying them with drinks and lunch in order to pad their orders. Other businessmen from town were regulars for lunch, the Paradise being the only decent place to eat for miles around. "Do you want to have lunch in the main dining room, or would you prefer a more intimate little luncheon in a private room?"
Barron thought about it, and then surprised her. "I think a sandwich in the dining room would fifl the bill."
"Fine with me," Paula steered him toward the door where Terri Brooks was hostess for the noon hour. "Do you have a table for two away from the madding throng, Terri?" she asked, noting how Sidney Barron's attentive eyes travelled over Terri's attractive young body with its prominently thrust tits boldly displayed through a knitted top of bright yellow.
"Of course, Mrs. Neilson. Nice to see you, Mr. Barron." Terri led them among the tables to the far wall, her firm round ass swaying just a little for the banker's benefit. Only recendy, she had been to see him about a loan for a new sports car she had splurged on.
When they were seated, Paula rested her head on her hands, her elbows far enough apart to give Sidney a good view of her lovely tits as they nesded comfortably just inside the low-cut sweater. "Let's just have one drink and something light," she grinned. "The way you were looking at Terri, you look primed and ready for a little fun."
He couldn't get used to her open approach to everything and he smiled a little nervously. "She is attractive, isn't she?"
"So is her sister, Lori. That's Lori over there."
Barron followed Paula's gaze and almost choked. "Good lord! I had no idea there were so many attractive young women in Yorkville. Did you have them brought in?"
"As a matter-of-fact, we didn't, and we're very pleased. Local girls, we feel, are much more natural."
"They certainly are." Lori Brooks had turned and was striding up the center aisle. She was wearing no bra and her big round boobs were moving jauntily up and down and from side to side in her white sweater.
"Both Terri and Lori are available in the Garden of Eden."
He shook his head. "I was born thirty years too soon."
Paula looked amused. "No reason why you shouldn't make up for lost time."
An hour later, he was standing in the middle of Room X-106, his eyes wide as they took in the mirrored walls and ceiling, the lush shag carpeting. When he turned to face Paula she moved against him, slipped one arm around his neck and ; pulled his head down until their mouths touched. With her free hand she touched his crotch, her fingers gliding over the bulge and finding his cock. In a few brief moments, she had it struggling erect. "Mnnnn ... " she said softly. "Is that really for me?"
He was trembling badly by the time she had him undressed. His breathing was heavy and the pain In his balls almost unbearable. Her fingers fumbling with his fly had unnerved him, reminding him of that day in his office. But then her long slim fingers were in the elastic of his shorts, easing them over his hips and his upthrust cock. A few minutes later he was standing there naked, her hands openly fondling his stiff prick and playing with his balls.
"You're almost too excited," she murmured thoughtfully. The fact she was handling another woman's cock was making her excited too. It was something she had never thought much about before, but with the local banker, there was something furtive about it. It was like handling something secret or highly valuable. "Just he down on the bed," she suggested. "That's it, face down. It's a vibrating bed and it will help to relax you."
He did as he was told, the sudden fibrillating effect all over his highly-strung body almost making him come. His cock and balls, squeezed between his body and the mattress, took the worst beating, and it was like a dozen busy fingers molesting his cock and making it reach and strain. He had his head on one side, his face on the pillow, and it was several minutes before he realized he could see Mrs. Neilson in the mirrored wall as she undressed. He sucked in his breath as she pulled the sweater over her head, her beautiful bare tits bouncing enthusiastically and then hanging like swinging pendulums as she freed her slacks and tiny panties. "Jesusl" he whispered, just loud enough for Paula to realize he had seen her.
She walked jauntily to the bathroom and returned with a jar of cream, climbing onto the bed on the other side of him so that his view of her in the mirror was uninterrupted. Then her fingers were in the cream, and soon she was massaging his shoulders and straining neck muscles, a smile creasing the corners of her mouth as he shivered uncontrollably, her other hand moving over his hard round ass and squeezing the individual cheeks in a smooth rotating motion. "Feel good?" she asked, wondering how that huge cock of his was doing under the steady stabbing vibrations.
"Wonder ... won ... wonderful," he managed to gasp. Never in his life had his body felt so vibrantly alive. All the aches and tensions around his neck had disappeared and she had only just begun to work him over.
"This is just to relax you," she pointed out, a shiver coursing through him as she ran one hand down over his spine, making the suggestion sound ridiculous. She applied more cream, which quickly disappeared into his quivering pores as her fingers worked diligently all over his back. Once she parted the cheeks of his ass, holding them open until she could insert one greasy finger inside, and his back arched appreciatively as she wiggled the finger to and fro. "That really feels good, doesn't it?"
"Mnn ... " he choked, unable to believe the sensations her finger brought to his balls.
"Most men-and women too, for that matter-don't know how sensitive that little hole is," she said, her tone serious as if she was conducting a medical examination. "Actually, a girl can bring a fellow right off doing just that."
"Really!" His cock was almost ready to shoot the load right now and he wondered if he should tell her or just enjoy it by himself. While he was still thinking about it, she suggested he turn over and she'd do the other side. He gave an apologetic groan, turned over and watched the look on her face. His cock was like a ramrod, curved like a bow about to spring.
"Golly, what a cock," she said admiringly, staring at it and wondering if it would last She waited patiendy, aware that the vibrations of the mattress aroused some men even more while lying on their backs. Then, very slowly, she reached with her hands, slipping her fingers under the heavy cluster of his balls as he obligingly opened his legs. "Mrs. Barron doesn't know what she's missing." Thirty seconds of sucking and die huge column would be jetting out its sperm. She tightened her fingers around the balls, which reminded her of a wasp's nest The dome-like head unsheathed itself, reaching and straining as it spurted a little come. "Oh lovely," she whispered. "He's getting ready for a screwing."
Sidney Barron fought to clear his head, which was swimming crazily so that visions of all die girls at his office were flitting like fairies before his eyes. For the first time he realized he had been unconsciously studying them all this time, wondering what they would look like nude and ready to fuck. Even his secretary, whom he had never seriously thought of as being sexy, was there, bunching her tits and spreading her thighs as she half-sat and half-lay in the corner of the sofa in his office.
Paula watched the distinguished-looking older man in his agony. It gave her a sensational feeling of power to have this most important citizen so completely helpless in her grasp. The fact she was holding his balls and making him twist and jerk and flip his hips so poignandy, might also be funny, she realized. One of the leading citizens of Yorkville, a pillar of the community and someone everyone bowed and scraped to, and here he was, helpless as she tugged and pulled at the heavy nest of hairy balls. "How about a nice steamy sauna," she said softly. "It may un-excite him, and then we can fuck."
He stared up at her like a beaten puppy, his eyes pleading as they took in the high round tits which hung temptingly close but which he dared not reach out and feel. "Okay," he mumbled, not knowing why or caring what happened next Then he was staring, petrified, as the beautiful head moved down toward him, the full sensuous mouth opening wide before engulfing the knob of his reaching cock. Then he closed his eyes, unable to believe the excruciating thrill of her warm, wet mouth as it encircled the cone of pulsing cock. A moment later he was crying and bleating like a child, his hips jerking fantastically as he pumped his cock into die gorgeous face, his balls emptying themselves in one gigantic gush. "Aaaaagh ... " he cried, caught by surprise and never believing for a moment she had ever intended sucking his cock. "Aaaaagh ... Good lordl" At first Paula tried to swallow die geyser of hot come, but it was too explosive and continuous. She opened her lips and allowed the excess to run down the stem of the throbbing cock. "Mnnnn ... " she murmured approvingly. "Isn't that something? You're really excited."
"Yes, but ... Mrs. Neil ... I mean, Paula!"
Never had he believed such fantastic excitement was even possible. He had heard expressions like 'cock-sucker' among the younger crowd, even heard of hookers sucking a man off for a pretty high fee, but never had he dreamt a beautiful woman like Paula Neilson would do it. And she was so obviously enjoying it, even to the point of securely controlling his hips and thwarting any attempt he made to escape. He stared dizzily at the flow of his own rich come as it ran out of her mouth and down into his pubic hair, his hips craz-ily jerking as her tongue lashed and washed at his sensitive cock. Then, with a long drawn-out moan of appreciation he felt his cock jerk again, felt her cavernous mouth accepting it until it had spasmed for the last time.
"Terrific!" cried Paula enthusiastically, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Just like a fountain of youth," she added, laughing at the expression on his handsome face. It was one of sudden relief, mixed with a sort of pride of achievement. "Who said you could never fuck again?"
He was too exhausted to pass an opinion, and he merely focused his eyes on the magnificent globes with their big pulpy nipples which were but a few inches from his face. Her fingers continued to massage his balls even though the tightness had gone, leaving a dull, persistent ache.
"A few minutes rest and youH be ready to give me a real working over," she said quietly, moving and stretching out on top of him, taking him by surprise.
The silky softness of her body was breathtaking. Her tits were squashed against his chest and yet were amazingly hard. Her round flat tummy on his was something else again and his cock, nuzzled hard against her pubic bone, was actually thickening. Unconsciously, he put his arms around her, almost afraid to touch the velvety-soft flesh. Then, with a shudder, he wrapped his arms tighter as she buried her face in his neck, the faint perfume from her shoulder filling his nostrils and his groin with a burning lust.
"There, there," she whispered, softly. "I had to do that to get ready." Her lips touched the lobe of his ear, making him shiver. "You've a beautiful cock and I can't wait to feel it inside me." She smiled to herself as the cock stirred itself between their flattened bodies slowly growing into a stiffening pole. Then it strengthened itself into a powerful shaft, creeping over her stomach and lengthening itself like a snake about to strike.
"Oooooh!" she murmured. "Just like a groom on his wedding night. But far more experienced, I bet." He jerked convulsively, confirming the effectiveness of her little words of encouragement. She rotated her soft belly on the stiff prod of hard cock, raising herself so that the very tips of her tits were brushing at his chest.
He stood it as long as he could. Then his hands were suddenly on them, squeezing and pulling on them like a schoolboy. Little guttural noises burst from his throat as the lush softness of the gorgeous tits filled his hands with a tingling, exciting feeling of sheer joy. "Jesus, sweet Jesus!" His fingers couldn't do enough to them and they eagerly sought the nipples. As they did, he was aware that she was reaching between their quivering bodies, her hand clasping his straining cock and prying it upwards. Then, with a slight adjustment of her hips, his cock was reaching and straining between the cheeks of her ass. "Aaaaagh!" he whimpered as she closed her thighs, encasing the pulsing rod in wooly softness and taking his breath away. A moment later Paula Neilson had begun a gentle up-and-down movement that had the stiff, reaching roll of hard prick throbbing and straining as never before. "Good lord!" he whispered, unable to believe the indescribable feeling surging up and down his steaming shaft.
"That really feels good, doesn't it?" She was smiling down at him. His hands were working on her tits, squeezing and milking them as if trying to make them burst. She fought an urge to increase the rhythmic movement of her thighs along the length of the throbbing cock, instead controlling the movement so that his cock was soothingly stroked in a steady, methodical massage. "That sure makes him happy," she smiled, the look of anticipation on the handsome face giving her a sense of achievement. "Now he's starting to reach," she said softly. "He's wanting to fuck now and I'll have to let him in."
Sidney gave a pathetic, animal-like groan, his hips jerking and his cock stretching between the creamy-smooth ass cheeks. A furious bubbling of hot come erupted quickly from the flaring head, running down the sides of his cock and lubricating the deep channel in which it was embedded.
"Oh yes! That's marvelous!" Paula crowed delightedly. She reached behind with one hand and crushed his balls quite tightly. "They're just overflowing with joy-juice and wanting to be emptied." She lifted her hips from his, feeling the thick, throbbing shaft of cock slide downwards r and over her asshole. Then she felt the head of his cock nudging at her cuntlips, soaking the opening in readiness for the plunge. "Now," she said softly, not wanting to wait any longer. Then with a steady thrust she allowed her cunt to open and swallow die straining trunk of stiff cock, burying it to the hilt so that it widened the walls of her clutching, clinging cunt, stretching and straining in its eagerness to reach the top. "Wow! What a cock, Sidney!" she yelped, arching her shapely back so as it to take it all in. "No wonder you were so hot the other day In your office." She worked her hips teasingly up and down. "Hiding a cock like that, when you should have been using it." She quickened her thrusts, delighting in the feel of die strong, powerful probing. He had grabbed one tit with both hands and was preparing to suck. "Yes, darling," she croaked, aware of his growing excitement "You've been eyeing those tits all these months, haven't you? Just waiting for the chance to squeeze them and suck them." She made a twisted face as his mouth started to chew the chubby nipples. Then he sucked in at least three inches of the soft, firm flesh, his tongue and lips and mouth working feverishly as his hips flipped to meet hers in a symphony of timing.
To Paula, die banker's surrender was a victory in itself. It was one thing getting a man excited, but quite another getting a snobbish, aloof do-gooder into an excited enough state for fucking. She listened to his pathetic grunts as he vigorously sucked on her tit and at the same time exhausted himself trying to fuck up into her lovely cunt She started making deeper lunges, the rim of her cunt encircling the wide base of his cock. The steady, methodical way she was doing it was taking his breath away. At the same time it made his cock want more, much more of the deep clinging chasm of her tightly-muscled cunt. The head of his cock was actually pushing at her cervix door, trying to ease through as he valiandy pumped his hips, their thighs and bellies meeting with a slapping sound that added to their joy.
"Yes, yes, Sidney, you're doing beautifully." He wasn't anything like Steve or most other men she had fucked. Most of the travelling salesmen could fuck rings around Sidney Barron, but she wasn't about to tell him. "Would you like to fuck me for a change?" she suggested, not waiting for his reply but rolling over and taking him with her. She could then watch him in the mirror, watch him thrust himself into a frenzy as he lay atop her smooth, velvety body. She took his face in her hands and kissed him hody, letting him taste his own come which had dried around her mouth. "Harder!" she pleaded. "Really fuck me to death," she groaned, lifting her fabulous hips to meet his as he tried desperately to satisfy her. "For God's sake, just fuck." She flipped her hips up and down, waves of bliss cascading through her loins. "Yes, yes!" she heard herself gasp, realizing now that he was not so incompetent after all, and that his cock was thickening quite noticeably. He was hesitating now, after plunging right into her, and the lips of her cunt were grasping the thick base of the throbbing cock. "Good God, yes!" she whimpered, bunching her tits and holding them invitingly up to his face. He prompdy sucked on one noisily and she shivered ecstatically, her or-gasm now mounting under die steady, persistent fucking of this distinguished-looking man whom she had thought incompetent "Yes, kiss and fuck, just suck and fuck!" she cried enthusiastically, the wave sweeping through her loins and heardling the coming flood. "Suck and ... suck ... "
His spuming fuck-juice came with devastating suddenness, squirting up his cock and darting from die end into the gulping maw of her cunt surprising him. One minute he had been pumping away, and the next his cock had changed to a powerful battering ram, slashing its way into her and then boldly catapulting the scalding semen like a striking rattiesnake. He lay there poised above Paula Neilson, whom he had always considered the most attractive woman in town, his cock emptying itself enthusiastically into her and her body heaving and sighing beneath him as if showing its gratefulness. Then he found himself withdrawing, not from any fear or shame, but only to sink it again while it still spewed out its rich treasure of fresh cream. He sucked on the lovely tit and listened to her ecstatic moans. Her head was swinging from side to side and her eyes had suddenly rolled upwards, to disappear Into the top of her head. With a grunt he held his cock still, waiting for it to empty Itself In a series of spasmodic shudders. Then he gave a satisfied grunt of delight a feeling of having regained his youth suddenly filling his chest as he slowly and carefully stretched out along what he had always considered the most magnificent piece of woman-flesh In the whole of Yorkville.
Meanwhile, across the road in die main hotel, Steve Neilson had gone to his son's room in search of him. The pool was in need of skimming, and already some of the guests were gathering around in preparation for an afternoon swim. He opened the outer door and walked over to the bathroom door to make sure the boy wasn't there. As he did so, his daughter Judy stepped out, her long blonde hair glistening and wet and a terry bathrobe casually draped around her shoulders and quite open at the front.
"Oh, Daddy!" she said, startled at the sight of her father. "I thought it was Johnny, and ... and ... and I was going to ... well, ask him something." She had been running a comb through her hair, but stopped now in a desperate attempt to grab at the sides of the bathrobe.
Steve lost no time in taking in the firm, smooth body of his daughter. The firm, thrusting little tits, which he had begun to admire recendy whenever she had been wearing a bikini, seemed larger for some reason, and more impudendy protruding than he had imagined them before. The fiat, ivory smoothness of her stomach and the maturing vee of her thigh-creases framing the sparsely-haired pubic bone brought a rippling tingle of unexpected joy to his own loins. "Like ... like that?" he asked incredulously.
Her heart gave an unaccountable flutter. Her father was a very virile man and had a body she had recendy begun to envy and admire quite openly. The girls at school were constandy making remarks of approval on the occasions when he dropped around to pick her up. "I didn't realize I hadn't finished dressing," she said weakly. Her father was wearing only crisp white shorts and his broad chest, burned to a golden brown, for some reason brought a funny little ache to her tits. It was an ache which she had felt when she had been in the shower, and was one reason she had suddenly had an urge to talk to Johnny. "I'm ... I'm sorry!"
Steve watched the arrogant little tits disappear with just a tinge of disappointment. He'd had no idea his daughter was developed so well. Another few months and she would be prime bait for all the horny salesmen who stayed at the motel and who were constantly in search of a new piece of ass. He found himself walking over to where Judy stood, with a look of expectancy on her young, pretty face. She stood her ground. In fact she promptly shifted into a more relaxed stance. "You're growing up," he murmured, the memory of the young tits and the sight of them still poking mischievously through the terry-cloth increasing the disturbing feeling in his balls. "You're more of a woman than I imagined."
She appeared surprised, but also suddenly at ease. "Why, Daddy! I've noticed those little glances you've been giving me whenever I've been in my bikini around the pool." A little smile began around her eyes and spread encouragingly over her entire face. "I mean, all the guys have started to, and you are no exception."
He cleared his throat and returned her smile, hoping to give her confidence, even though she appeared quite relaxed and not the least afraid. "Yes ... well! Most men enjoy watching ... " He was a little surprised at himself when his hands reached out and his fingers caught at the lapels of the robe. He was even more surprised when his daughter's face broke into a wide grin and she dropped her hands to her sides, allowing him to open the robe fully and once again expose the lovely young tits in all their glory.
"Daddy, I don't know whether you should be looking at me like this."
"Jesus! You've got a beautiful pair of young tits coming right along, haven't you?" He was breathing quite heavily and little beads of perspiration were gathering on his forehead. His fingers formed upturned curves and he placed them gently under die proud, pear-shaped tits, lifting diem tenderly as if they might break. "Jesus! What a pair!"
It was all she could do not to burst out laughing. Shivers ran down her tummy as he squeezed her tits quite thoroughly before fanning his fingers over them, the palms of his hands brushing at the pinhead-sized nipples and making them quiver. "Oh, Daddy! Does that make you excited?" The unexpected appearance of her father had startled her at first, but the earlier signals of lust which had made her look for Johnny were mounting again. Litde darting streaks of yearning were bubbling in her cunt.
"Let's go into your bedroom," he said, his voice husky. "Just in case your brother comes."
"Do you think we should?" she asked, new thrilling tremors of craving racing through her tits.
"Just for a minute."
In her bedroom, after he had closed the door, he turned to find her standing in the middle of the floor. She was almost posing, one foot resting so that her thigh was pushed forward, keeping the robe open. He started toward her, his arms out-stretched and his hands about to touch the robe Before he could reach it, she had slipped it off.
She gave a little laugh, confident now that she was stronger than he was. It was just like the girls at school said it was. Get a man started and you could do anything you wanted. "Well, I guess there's nothing wrong in a daddy seeing his daughter," she said, almost resignedly. She stood, smiling at him, the lust and excitement in his big brown eyes indescribable as they moved over her completely naked teen-age body.
He stared at the magnificent body with its smooth, luscious curves. The poking young tits with their pink nipples seemed to blossom before his very eyes. He moved closer, making a choking sound as his hands came up to cover the twin cones, squeezing and kneading them gently as they began to firm. "I suppose boys at school are starting to do this all the time," he said softly.
"Sometimes," she admitted, although only one had so far attempted it, after a school dance.
"What else do they do?" His voice was a series of broken little syllables.
"Oh, Daddyl You know I'd never tell you. Besides, you know how rarely I'm in town after school. I just don't have a chance to meet boys like other girls do."
The silky smoothness of her small firm tits was giving him an enormous hard-on. Briefly, he wondered if she had noticed. Then, for some reason, he didn't care. He moved one hand down over the little round belly and combed the thin blonde hair which covered her pubic bone. She shivered.
"Oh! Oh!" she murmured, her smile fading as she noted the look on his handsome face. It almost frightened her.
"That feels nice, doesn't it?"
"Jeez, yesl" She took a deep breath.
His thumbs worked at the nipples, a guilty feeling filling his chest. Perspiration was running into his eyes, dripping from his eyebrows. He wished he had fucked Paula when he had first awakened this morning. It had been at least four days since he had fucked and emptied his balls and that, he reasoned, accounted for his horniness. The velvety smoothness of this young, virgin-like body was unbelievable. It actually took his breath away and his heart was pounding like a trip-hammer. Before he realized what he was doing he had slipped one hand down to her thighs, her fingers closing into the damp lush softness of her crotch.
"Oh, Daddy!" she whispered, trying to part her thighs without him noticing. "You shouldn't!" She trembled as the fingertips moved over her small, tight labia. Then she made a cooing sound, like a pigeon she had heard in the town park. Vaguely she was aware that a tremor had wracked her father's big strong body when she had cooed, and she waited for his fingers to stroke again. This time, however, the fingers paused, pressing gently for a moment until one inserted itself inside the soft folds of her quivering cunt. "Oh Daddy!" she murmured, the earlier yearning returning with more persistence. "You'd better ... better stop, Daddy!" A pathetic, pleading look filled her eyes as she stared into his. "You'll have to stop, Daddy," she whispered very softly, parting her thighs even more so that his electrifying fingers could give her more pleasure.
"Yes," he croaked, agreeing with her, yet making no attempt to remove his finger from the wet, unbelievably soothing texture of her cuntlips. "Yes, I'll have to." His finger in moved past the first knuckle, and her startled shiver brought a responsive feeling of pride to his chest at having given her this additional pleasure. His other hand bunched the young, vibrant tit and he stared at it longingly. Desperately, he tried to retain control. After all, this was little Judy, the pride and joy of his life. The product of his fucking. He and Paula had often called her a water baby because she had been the result of a wild, strenuous fucking in the middle of the night on the sands at Acupulco. He stared at the pouting little tit some more. Then, just as he had managed to clear his mind and get control, her hand came up and took over, replacing his and holding the tit invitingly. A moment later, with a broken cry, he sank his mouth around the two inches of pointed cone, a wave of lust sweeping through his balls.
"Oh, Daddyl" Her cry was innocent enough to make it erotic. "Daddy, what are you doing?" She gave a groan from deep in her chest but kept on thrusting the little tit against his mouth until he had sucked it fully through his lips. His tongue flickered dartingly over the little cheeky nipple, making it spring back and forth as if it was alive. Never had she experienced anything so fantastically exciting, and she realized for the first time her precarious situation. Her brother had obviously been childishly incompetent. Just then his finger curled itself unexpectedly in her cunt, sending mountainous quivers of ecstasy to course all through her loins. "Aghhhhh ... " she moaned.
With supreme control he slowed the stroking of his finger so that it lapped in the wetness and made her hips and thighs twitch and struggle with increasing fervor. She stepped back gratefully under his guidance, the edge of the bed striking the back of her knees and allowing her to fall gently backwards. Then she whimpered with relief, lifting her knees and opening her thighs wide until they lay outspread on the bed. His mouth had left her tit but she still held it, his hand moving over it bringing her continuous excitement A moment later his finger in her cunt began a more determined and yet delightful rhythm, moving in and out through the increasingly greasy opening of her hole and sending wave after wave of excruciating little explosions to her grateful little cunt.
She had intended teasing him at first She still feigned innocence by pleading with him even more. "No, Daddy, no!" she cried, at the same time working her beautifully rounded young hips furiously against the errant finger. The look on his face was something else again, and for the first time she realized what fantastic power she was wielding over him, her father, the strength of the entire family. "No, Daddy, please!" There was no way now he would ever remove his finger, and she tried with an extra-big flip to sink it even further into her excited cunt For some reason, her eyes went to the fly of his shorts. The bulge was utterly fantastic and she wished her girlfriends could see it just for fun. They were always judging bulges on the football players at school, but never in her life had she seen anything so erotic. She began a steady, rhythmic thrusting with her hips, her round little ass lifting off the bed in wild abandon. "No, Daddy ... we ... we mustn't!" Just then he inserted two fingers and her mind reeled. "Aaaaagh ... " she cried, unable to believe the new, excruciating shivers of indescribable joy coursing through her veins. "Yes, oh yes ... " she murmured dreamily. "Yes, Holy Mary! Just get it right into me ... right into me, Daddy!" After a few moments of this new ecstasy she struggled into a sitting position, somehow managing to keep her knees folded so that she was sitting cross-legged. Then, her eyes wide and bright, she reached forward so that her fingers could grapple with the zipper at the front of his shorts, almost succeeding in opening it, and managing to get at least one full feel of the massive hidden column of thick cock which she wanted to have in her hands. "Daddy!" she cried plaintively and pathetically. "Oh, Daddy! I must!" . Her actions brought Steve to his senses for the first time. The wet, gorgeous hole of her cunt into which his finger was gliding so methodically, and the fully-firmed tits which his other hand had been teasing so thoroughly were one thing. But his daughter's yearning to see his cock was quite another. Briefly, he tried to remember how he had managed to get himself into this position as he stared at her hand, still trying to open his fly and free his throbbing cock. "No," he hissed, almost inaudibly. "We mustn't. We mustn't."
"Oh, Daddy!" The pathetic, disappointed cry cleared his swirling brain completely. "I must!"
He dropped to his knees and sank his face be-tween the outstretched thighs, catching her by surprise. Then his hands were there too, pressing open the glimmering little slit. Before she realized fully what he had in mind, she had thrown herself back on the bed, as his mouth covered the tight lips of her cunt and his tongue darted into the oily swamp. Then she gave a long wail of sheer relief as his tongue caressed and then deliberately licked at the startled clit, her body exploding in an earthquake of jolting reverberations.
How long she withstood the assault on her cunt, she could never remember. Never had her body experienced such exhilarating abuse. She spread her legs, and found that her father's hot mouth could actually sink itself inside the wet, wispy folds of her cunt. Then she tried to close diem, but found her thighs held open in his powerful hands. With a cry of surrender she bent her knees, allowing her ankles and feet to drape themselves over his shoulders. Her hips and thighs and the entire area of her loins were delirious with electrifying impulses, thrashing wildly up and down in an attempt to bring release. Then, as she gave a long, beseeching wail of joy, her orgasm exploded, and she could actually hear her daddy suck and drink at the fountain of her boding cunt. All the reason in her brain disappeared into the distance as her twat exploded in indescribable joy.
CHAPTER NINE
Lori and Terri Brooks had finished undressing in the locker room in the Garden of Eden, and were hanging up their dresses. Lori fingered the Eros medallion which was hanging suspended between her huge round tits as she waited for Terri, noting how her younger sister's ass seemed rounder and firmer and her lovely tits more thrusting than ever before.
"I think Eden is doing you good," Lori said, as Terri turned to catch her appraisal. "Your body is looking more mature, more fuckable than it used to be."
Terri laughed and ran her hands over her stomach. "The big problem around here will be putting on weight," she grinned. "All this fabulous food and drink is hardly likely to keep a gal slim and inviting."
"Steady screwing keeps the weight off," laughed Lori, "or so Steve always says. Sucking cock keeps your appetite down too, and they say it's full of protein."
"Is that right?" Terri looked thoughtful, trying to decide whether to believe her sister or not. In the end she decided it sounded logical. "My bank account is growing, I know that," she went on with a grin. "I've more money right now than I'd ever dreamed of."
"And the place is only starting to go."
"Yes," admitted Lori. "The only thing that worries me is that there is only one bank in town. Just imagine how many people there know what kind of money we are making, to say nothing of old Barron, who actually ogles me whenever he sees me depositing my paycheck."
Lori started for the door. "We should talk to Steve about that. He probably hasn't thought about it. There must be some way we can open a bank account elsewhere. As for old Barron, I guess he surprised Paula. Gave her the wildest fucking she had enjoyed in some time."
Terri laughed and joined her sister. "Let's take a look at these real live senators," she said. "We have to be nice to them, Steve said." She wrinkled her nose. "I haven't had a piece of tail since Monday, so that shouldn't be too difficult."
Lori was about to the open door when her eyes happened to glance at Terri's vee of light reddish pubic hair. "Wait a minute," she said, grabbing a little curling brush from the vanity, and she proceeded to brush the thick curly crop of hair.
Terri laughed as her sister straightened up. "That look better?" she asked, grinning.
"Just wait till you see Senator Dick's big dick stand up," Lori countered, holding open the door as her sister strolled through.
They entered the pool area and were immediately greeted by a chorus of excited greetings.
"What tits!"
"Get a load of those fuzzy red pussies!"
Both Lori and Terri laughed appreciatively, and joined the two senators, who were standing in the corner of the pool at the shallow end. Paula was sitting on the edge, her arms around one upraised knee, giving both men a good view of her own blonde-haired groin while she talked to them.
"Meet Lori and Terri Brooks," smiled Paula, relieved to see that the two men had immediately taken to the Eden's prize hostesses. "This is Senator Dick Arbos," she said, pointing to a dark-haired, good-looking man in his late thirties, "and Senator Dell Du Maurier." Dell was just as blonde as Dick was dark, and was just a little older, in his early forties.
Lori and Terri greeted the two men, laughing at the various remarks still bursting forth from the virile-looking males. When they had finished with the greetings, Dick Arbos held his hand up for Lori, who, when she had grabbed it, jumped into the water beside him. He promptly took her in his arms and gave her a long, lingering kiss, his stiff cock arching up between them and imbedding itself in her soft tummy.
"Wow!" gasped Lori, when their mouths finally parted. "Are there no girls left in the state capital for you guys, or are you just naturally this way all the time?" He still had his arms around her but now he moved them down to cover her hard round ass, pulling her against him so that she could get the feel of his powerful cock.
"I always say a girl fucks like she kisses, and baby, I'd say you're one hell of a good fuck."
Everyone laughed. Then Terri joined Dell, and he did the same, the kiss lasting for ages as he bent Terri over. Eventually she lost her balance and they both fell backwards. He landed on top of the struggling redhead, and his cock, which had been growing, suddenly stiffened as if by magic and was ground between her thighs. They surfaced, choking and coughing and wiping at their faces.
"I see what you mean," gasped Dell, slipping his arm protectively around Terri, who was still staggering from the experience.
Dick was watching them and feeling one of Lori's tits at the same time. "Christ! I thought you two were going to screw on the bottom," he grinned. "No point in drowning the poor gal before you fuck her."
Paula had gotten to her feet. "I see you two are going to get along with Lori and Terri," she said. "I've got some work to do. Just have a good time."
Dick and Dell both looked disappointedly after her. She was a striking woman, and her body moved almost musically as she started toward the door. She had a round, fully matured ass which gave the impression of swaying in a rotating fashion, in a way which made them feel that they would like to have their cocks deeply imbedded inside her as she walked.
When she had disappeared, Dick turned to Lori. "I don't suppose you swim, too?" he asked, grinning.
"Whatever you say!"
"Whatever?" he asked, raising his eyebrows quizzically.
"Whatever!" she repeated, more pointedly. Then she took his hand from around her waist and they went into a fast crawl stroke, skimming down the length of the pool as if they were racing.
She reached the far end a split-second before he did.
"Jesus!" he said. "You really can swim."
"I can do just about anything," she said, flashing him a knowing smile.
"I bet you can." He took one of her hands and put it on his cock. "How about that? Know what to do with that?"
She pretended to look puzzled, furrowing her brow. "It's for peeing, isn't it?" she asked, running her fingers under his balls and pulling on them gently.
"Very good," he said, a look of relief sweeping over the handsome features as her hand worked over his cock. He was hanging onto the side of the pool with one hand and playing with her tit with the other. He looked at die tit, watching the nipple mushroom into a chubby nodule of fleshy meat. "And you know what this is for, don't you? he asked, a sudden grin appearing and making dimples in his cheek.
"For babies to suck on," she quipped, her eyes sparkling.
"God!" he groaned. "Anytime you want a baby, just call me collect."
"How many babies have you made?" she asked, treading water and taking the chance to slip her other hand down to his cock and rub it.
"Three that I know of," he grinned.
"Marvellous!" There was something about holding a big cock which she knew had been busy in another woman's cunt, and had spewed out hot come into another woman's womb. She held his balls and rubbed the thick column of bloated meat very diligently. Then she placed it between her soft, creamy thighs, watching the expression on his face as she wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her thighs as if riding on a pole. "That's really quite a cock," she said softly. Then she turned her face and opened her mouth, his first fierce kiss lighting the flames in her loins as his thick, juicy tongue darted in through her lips and she caught it with her teeth.
They were still kissing when Dell and Terri arrived alongside them. Dell prompdy grabbed the top of the pool with one hand, wrapped his other arm around Terri's slim waist and sucked on one thrusting young tit as Terri squealed in response.
"Hey!" she yelped. "You're not supposed to do that till later."
He stopped long enough to ask why, but it was Lori who answered as she and Dick broke apart, except for his cock, which was still encased in her gorgeous thighs.
"That's for supper, later," she said, grinning. "You boys should swim right now, and that way you'll cool off."
"All I need right now is a good fuck," groaned Dick, thrusting his hips against Lori's so that her thighs held the spare skin around his cock and made it reach and strain below her ass. He pulled it back, the softness of her hole taking his breath away. Then he pushed slowly, surprised when the tip of his cock nudged against her hole and she said nothing. A moment later, as her legs and thighs trembled, his cock edged up into the welcoming entrance of her luscious cunt. "Aaaagh ... good God!" he moaned, ignoring the surprised expressions on the other couple's faces.
"Christ! Are you into her?" Dell couldn't believe his eyes.
"He's just having a taste," grinned Lori, knowing now that neither she nor her sister were going to have any problem entertaining the two important senators.
"How about a sample for me?" asked Dell, taking Terri by the waist.
"Just a sample, then," she said, keeping a straight face. Then she reached down between them, her slim fingers clasping his throbbing cock and guiding it to the lips of her pulsing cunt. A slight adjustment by both and he was pushing it rapturously up into the clinging depths of her eager young cunt.
They all finished up on the water bed in Senator Arbos' room. Dick had poured them a series of stiff double shots of Scotch and all four were eager and willing for a screwing. Lori straddled Dick, managing to hold him in place on the unstable bed until she had finally imbedded his hot cock in her cunt. Then she tried desperately to screw, her efforts thwarted by the constandy swaying motions of the water bed.
Dell, meanwhile, had his head between Terri's flailing legs, his face approaching the wide vee of her crotch, where the thick growth of reddish hair was like a lure for his quivering mouth. He eventually managed to close his lips around the curling hair, his teeth taking a clump and pulling it tenaciously. She squealed with delight until he released her. Then his mouth dropped greedily around the lush opening of her hole, his tongue lapping inside, sweeping around the pulsing membranes so that she shrieked with sheer joy.
For almost five minutes, Lori tried to assuage her seething cunt, which desired full steady thrusts with the ample cock at her disposal. Somehow the movement of the water bed made her frustrated, and the more she tried, the more erratic was the unsatisfying lunging. She had braced her arms on Dick's shoulders and he was noisily sucking one tit. Even that left her unsatisfied, as he kept losing it. Finally, in desperation, she pleaded with him to fuck her on the carpet. There, outspread, she gave a cry of relief as he dropped between her outstretched thighs, his cock swinging like a huge boom, red and fully bloated and waiting to enter the hole. She held it open, whimpering and murmuring impatiendy. Then, with a long, satisfying groan, she at last gave grateful thanks as the thick rod of hot cock moved slowly and defdy up into her hungry cunt "Oh God, but that's heavenly," she gasped, bunching her tits until he had started sucking on one, his back arched and his hips beginning the steady thrusting lurching she had been praying for all day. "Oh yes, just fuck!" she croaked, lifting her impatient young hips to meet his as he quickened the rhythmic pace and their loins collided together like a well-oiled machine.
On the bed, Terri was baying and smoldering, with her cunt a raging fire. Her arms flailed madly, her fingers clawing everywhere as the furiously working mouth chewed and ate at her ravenous cunt. She had never particularly liked being eaten and had been looking forward to a fucking. Now she wondered how she could some-bow divert the senator from her twitching cunt. To make matters worse, Lori's joyful cries from the carpet nearby were doing little to satisfy her own state of high tension. She could even see the capable ass of Senator Arbos as it rose and fell with spectacular regularity. She could well imagine the choice eight inches of steaming cock her sister was getting with all that thrusting and it made her own cunt ache. She finally pleaded pathetically, reaching to where her own man was kneeling, his magnificent cock and powerful balls just out of reach as if to taunt and tease her.
Senator Du Marnier finally got the message when he came up for air. Never had he enjoyed such a lusciously sweet cunt, and he put it down to the red hair. So far as he could recall, he had never even seen a red-haired cunt, even in college, where he thought he had seen everything. Now, as he stared at the beautiful girl whose body was lifting and swaying with the motions of the water bed, he caught on. He quickly twisted himself around, his knees straddling her head, and her beautiful hands immediately began caressing his straining cock and powerful balls. A moment later and he was eating at her cunt again, the wetness and warmth bringing a new surging demand to his simmering balls.
Terri's first lick at the swollen cock gave her some relief. The head was already shimmering and very wet and it gave a spurt of hot fuck-juice in response. She held it with both hands, pressing it down into her face. Then she closed her lips around the swollen cone-like head, savoring die sweetness of fresh come as the senators hips quivered in retaliation. She moved one hand to his balls, which hung in a clump just under his cock. His tongue in her cunt added to her enthusiasm and she grasped the heavy balls firmly, opening her mouth wider and taking in the entire global head as far as the ridge. Then she teasingly trailed her tongue back and forth, washing die pulsing knob, knowing die effect it was having on the senator as he murmured and grunted in grateful response. She licked it some more, then closed her lips and gave a sensitive suck, and his hips jerked, taking her by surprise. At the same time his tongue raked her cunt and her own loins shuddered in reply, jerking once when his tongue licked at her clit in a series of startled jabs.
Lori and Senator Arbos, on the carpet, were faring much better. The senator was proving to be a very efficient fucker, giving every appearance of being able to screw for ages and ages. Lori had already enjoyed at least two fairly explosive orgasms which had whetted her appetite, and the seven or eight inches of good hard cock was still gliding in and out of her cunt with startling effectiveness.
"Jesus I You're quite a fuck!" He had expected a good time at the Garden of Eden. Steve Neilson had even promised him and Dell the time of their lives. But he had never really expected to find such gorgeous dolls as Lori and Terri Brooks waiting for them. Usually, if you hit one good piece of ass out of two, you were doing pretty good. But the two redheads were both the type that made your balls freeze up from the moment you laid your eyes on them. He covered one fabulous tit with kisses and then moved to the other, the funny little cooing noises emanating from Lori's slim throat spurring him on with his fucking. He kept up the determined thrusting for another five minutes, aware that his balls were bursting and it would only be a matter of minutes before they emptied themselves into the tight, clinging tunnel of her beautiful cunt.
Lori kept up the steady, methodical lifting of her young, active ass to meet his downward thrusts. He was sinking his cock to the hilt every time, the thick collar of hair around the base of his cock grinding at the rim of her cunt, so that her lush crop of reddish hair was meshing and tangling with his. "Wheel" she cried, her hands on his hips keeping him in time. "You're really fucking now, Senator. Just fuck and fuck and fuck!" Long ago she had learned that although men used the word freely when talking among themselves, there was nothing like a woman using the word 'fuck' when she wanted him to put out and really do his best. His cock was thickening quite noticeably, his breathing ragged and erratic. "Really fuck me!" she whispered urgently, feeling his body tighten as it prepared itself for the expulsion of the hot, scalding semen. "Now you're doing beautifully," she went on, feeling the thick shaft recoiling so that only the head remained inside her before the full length shot back to the summit of her cunt. "That's it! Really get it into me!" Her hips were moving in a maelstrom of quickening jerks and somehow she managed to twist them at the last moment as the huge cock stretched itself proudly in one gigantic shudder. "Oh man, yes!" Their hips were crushed together briefly, before the huge cock withdrew. "What a fuck, senator! Td swear you've been celibate for at least six months!"
Her talking brought the sperm boiling up in his balls. He gave a long, ecstatic shudder and rammed his cock back home. His teeth held on to one juicy nipple as he worked his lips around the tip, sucking on it. And then he came with startling suddenness, surprising Lori, who had been waiting for a more vicious, furious ejaculation.
"Wheeee!" she cried, delighted when the massive shaft entered her fully extended, paused for a moment, and then instead of shooting the load quickly and explosively to the top of her cunt, streamed out the hot come like a long jet of sweet milk. "Woooooow!" she gasped, unable to believe the new and totally different experience the senator's ejaculation was giving her. Briefly, she wished she had been sucking him off instead. The continuous stream of creamy fuck-juice cascading down her throat would have really been something new and different. She waited, shaking, until the cock had emptied itself of its main load. Then she worked her cunt around the still-embedded shaft, the walls of her channel sucking and clinging to the heavily muscled cock as it withdrew and then began a series of driving, boring thrusts that had her hanging on and gasping with sheer delight.
"God!" she gasped, unable to catch her breath.
"What a fuck, Senator! What a fucking fuck!" She had her arms around his shoulders as he collapsed on top of her, his cock twitching nervously in her cunt, and she stretched out her legs and gave a long sigh of relief.
They lay there, panting and catching their breath. Both had their heads turned to the mirrored wall where they could watch Terri and Dell on the water bed behind them. The other senator was industriously working his mouth between the golden-tanned thighs of the beautiful girl, who was pulling up her knees and spreading them out so that her thighs lay along the bed. Terri's hands were moving tenderly over the length of Dell's fabulous cock, her fingers occasionally caressing his balls. Even as Lori and Dick watched, she ran one finger over the end of his cock and then teasingly inserted it in his ass-hole to the first knuckle. Then she casually took the glimmering knob of the cock into her lovely mouth, working her lips and even her cheeks in a slow, teasing motion that had the senator gasping with raw lust.
Terri had simmered down to a state of relaxed sexual arousal. Her sister's enthusiastic bleating during the final stage of her fucking at the hands of Dick Arbos had almost made her come. She had staved off the inevitable, however, by thinking of something else, at the same time chewing the end of Dell's cock and playing with his balls. The senator's mouth and tongue were providing disappointing, she decided, and so was his technique. In fact, much of the time he ignored her clit, which was screaming for attention. She gave a broken sigh, saw Lori and her mate watching them in the wall mirror, and was surprised that even that failed to arouse her. She started working her hips faster, crushing her cunt against the hard-working mouth, and causing die unstable bed to roll in waves which were completely uncontrollable. At the same time she took in more of the pulsing cock, her tongue lashing at the knot of foreskin and making Dell lose control. Soon their position was impossible to maintain. The senator could no longer keep his mouth on the hot, wet cunt, and Terri was having just as much trouble keeping even the head of his steaming cock in her mouth.
Neither were aware that Lori and Dick were beside the water bed, until additional hands began roving over their tense, straining muscles. Terri found herself staring up into the handsome face of Dick Arbos, whose huge hands were already moving rhythmically over her towering tits and making them feel excruciatingly alive. She turned her head and found herself staring enthusiastically at his huge cock, gleaming and still wet from from its immersion in her sister's satisfied cunt. A moment later the senator was bodily lifting her from the bed and carrying her to the center of the floor. Then she stared, fascinated, up at the ceiling, which was one big mirror, as Lori guided Dell to where she lay and pressed him down between her outstretched legs. Dick knelt above her head, waiting.
The first penetrating thrust of Dell's fabulous cock took Terri by surprise. She hadn't been too impressed sucking it, but now it seemed to be bigger and strong, more effective in her cunt. She gave a cry of dismay, arching her back in re-sponse. Then she changed her cry to one of utter relief as the massive projectile slipped upwards, and spreading her cunt walls, and sending shivers of delightful urgency to race all through her tits.
Lori smiled at the look on her sisters face as the last inch of the excited cock jerked into place. Dell's eyes were staring dreamily down to the twin tits, which gave the appearance of reaching for his attention. He moved his hands to the softly rounded shoulders, steadying himself for the fucking he knew she was waiting for. Then he stared, mesmerised, at his friend's straining cock. It was reaching and throbbing a few inches behind the gorgeous red hair which was a tousled mass around the girl's head. Dell moved his hands to the silky smooth tits, squeezing them tenderly as the ache in his balls intensified. A few more minutes of staring and he began a slow steady fucking, the girl's cries and the murmurs of approval from Lori and his friend spurring him on.
To Terri, the fucking was an answer to her prayers. "Yes, God, yes!" she cried, unable to believe the wonderful sensations now rocketing through her loins. "God, but that's marvelous!" she cried, her hips humping enthusiastically in time to his thrusting. She watched excitedly as her sister dropped to her knees beside her. A moment later Lori's face was beside hers, a little smile around the mouth as Lori lowered her mouth to the nearest aching tit. "Aaaaaah ... " whimpered Terri, finding her sister's expert sucking on the tight, bursting nipple almost unbearable. Then as Terri cried again, Dick's big hands were under her shoulders, lifting her until her head fell back. "Oh please! Yes, yes! I want it!"
Her eyes were almost crossed as she found herself staring at the towering cock nesded between Dick's powerfully muscled thighs. Her hands flew over her head and grasped it, pulling it down. "Uuuuuuum ... " she whimpered pathetically. "Oh I want to ... want to ... " Then her mouth opened and Dick was easing the pulpy wet knob into the far reaches of her mouth.
"Beautiful!" cried Lori, her hands taking over from Dell's now that the senator was far too busy to care about tits. She licked at the fully erect nipple, making it spring back and forth as she massaged and kneaded the gorgeous young tit.
To Dell, the ache in his balls was indescribable. He had fucked a lot of girls in a lot of strange places, some of which he didn't care to think about. This one, however, he would long remember. He began a steady fucking of the beautiful redhead. The way she was holding Dick's cock and sucking on it was almost driving him insane. He allowed his eyes to wander to her sister, kneeling to one side and leaning over to suck at Terri's lovely tit. Lori's curved body and smoothly rounded ass forced him to abandon any hope of prolonging this sensational fucking. He made his strokes stronger and even longer, burying his blazing cock to the hilt in the hot clinging tunnel of die girl's cunt. "I'm ... I'm ... Oh Jesus!" His balls were on fire and his cock was already spouting the first stream of his fuck-juice. His hips worked furiously between the outstretched thighs while Terri sucked in at least three and possibly four inches of Dick's steaming cock. He tried to delay it a few more seconds, but gave up. With a cry of despairing relief he thrust in, held it and waited. "Christ! What a fuck!" he cried, his semen ricocheting from his cock in a torrent as the girl beneath him screamed with relief, a massive flow of hot come bursting from her mouth as the huge cock between her lips began a steady thrusting in and out Across die road in his office, Steve Neilson sat on the edge of his swivel chair. "Holy Mary!" he cried, Ids eyes wide and fascinated as he watched Terri Brooks struggle valiandy under the steady fucldng of two cocks. Even her sister Lori had refused to give up and allow the girl some relief, but had taken a firmer hold of the upthrust tit and sucked it more ravenously than ever. Dick Arbos had actually taken a firm hold on Terri's long, slim throat when his outburst had begun, holding her securely as he eased his cock into the back of her throat. She had almost drowned then, trying to swallow the boiling come and failing so that it burst from her mouth and ran in riverlets down over chin.
And yet there was no mistaking the fact she was enjoying it Her beautiful body was uncontrollably trying to get every ounce of pleasure from what was happening to her. Her hips thrust with wild abandon, trying to get every inch, every centimeter of that big cock into her cunt and she made no attempt to pry her sister's mouth from her tit. Instead, she appeared to be holding it in place for more avid sucking.
"Jesus! What a going over!" Paula was sitting on the edge of Steve's desk watching and enjoying the whole proceeding on the closed-circuit TV. "And you were worried about the senators enjoying themselves?"
Steve laughed and sat back in his chair. Just watching the fucking match had exhausted him. He ran his hand down over his own crotch, his fingers closing around the familiar bulged in the front of his pants. "I think we may have quite a lot of business from the state capital," he said, running his hand up under his wife's skirt and squeezing the very top of her silky-smooth thigh. It was several minutes before he realized that she was wearing nothing beneath, and he stroked through the fibrous strands of her pubic hair. Her hole was quite wet and he slid his finger into it, grinning as she shivered when his finger touched her clit, which was erect and firm after watching Terri's exhibition.
"That should have taken the steam out of Dick and Dell for a while," Paula allowed, almost disappointedly.
"They'll be ready for some by tonight," countered Steve. "Senators have a way of recuperating fast when it comes to fucking, so I wouldn't plan on going to bed early or anything like that." He edged his finger further into her hot, moist cunt as she moved her thighs apart. "Of course, if you want a little screwing just to keep you going, I don't mind obliging."
She slipped off the edge of the desk and sat on his knee, her fingers going to the front of his pants and closing over the thick column of healthy cock which was rearing behind his fly. "Mnnnn," she murmured soothingly, kissing him on the mouth as her fingers went on stroldng at the powerful shaft. Then, as he ran one hand up inside her sweater to where her big round tits were bare and waiting, she slowly lowered his zipper, fumbling in his underclothing until she could clasp the excited cock. "Maybe I could enjoy about six inches of that cock right now," she grinned. "Just to keep me in shape for one of those official cocks tonight. After all, we're supposed to keep in shape to make sure our guests are happy, aren't we?"
Steve squeezed one fabulous tit beneath the sweater and curled the fingers of his other hand so that he could stroke at her swollen, quivering clit. "Just so long as there is enough left for me," he said, pretending to pout A moment later he was lifting the skirt, getting a brief glimpse of the gorgeous mop of blonde hair at her cunt as she eagerly spread her thighs and climbed onto his lap. There she guided the stiff prong of hungry cock into the swampy oiliness of her waiting cunt.
She started to bob up and down, impaled on the straining, reaching column of his cock. "You know, a swivel chair is just about as good as a water bed," she grinned, shuddering as his hands lifted the sweater to rest across the top of her beautiful tits. "It's a little steadier, if anything," she said thoughtfully, as she started to bob a little faster, enabling the thickening cock to imbed itself more deeply in her happy, clutching cunt
