It has been said that every person has some dark passion in his soul-some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen even by the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil or sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of modern everyday life. Yet sometimes these dark passions surface, and the headlines scream of someone's antisocial behavior or, in some cases, illegal acts. In fact, hardly a day goes by without these hidden passions coming to the fore and resulting in big news.
HOT YOUNG BABYSITTER is a dramatic representation of a young girl passing through the tempestuous years that affect the life of every young girl. She is doing her best to understand what is happening to her mind and body.
Her story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to let it all hang out.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Aw gee whiz, Mother, why me?" Bethel Morgan complained. "I had a date with Ross Carlton tonight and you know how long I've wanted him to ask me out!"
"Now Beth, I'm sorry, but we can't leave Mr. Huntley up in the air at the last minute. You could at least have some sympathy for Shelly. After all, she is your sister and she did get very sick awfully suddenly. Taking over her babysitting job is the least you can do for her, don't you think?"
The tall, sleek, shapely, lovely girl looked almost ready to cry, then took a deep breath, sighed, and said with a weak smile, "I guess so, Mom. Maybe Ross'll call me again sometime. Say, you know what would help? It would help if you called him and told him why I can't go with him tonight."
"Sure, honey. I can do that for you. Now you'd better get on over to the Huntley house pretty soon. You don't want to keep Mr. Huntley waiting."
Mrs. Morgan tried to be understanding and helpful with her two beautiful, popular teenage daughters but it wasn't always easy. Her husband, the girls' father, had been killed in a freak accident several years earlier, and while they had enough money to get by on, they had to be careful, and both girls had done babysitting to help out. Beth, the elder, now worked part time after school at a fast food place, but Shelly still babysat for her spending money.
Her daughters were almost the same height as their mother, five-eight. They were both virgins. Beth held out, but she still didn't have any trouble getting dates. Of course, the whole school knew she was a virgin and there was a pool on when she'd lose her cherry and who'd get it, which made her even more popular, especially with the older studs.
It wasn't that she was saving her cherry for marriage, it was just that things had never happened just right, the right boy and place and time. Actually, her secret wish was to have Mr. Huntley fall in love with her and give her her first fucking. And a whole lot more of them besides! Beth had had a secret passionate crush on Mr. Huntley for more than a year. That was the one reason why she hadn't put up a bigger fuss about having to take Shelly's place tonight.
Her little brat sister Shelly had no such secrets. Shelly openly bragged that she planned to seduce Mr. Huntley when she got the chance. Of course Shelly liked to shoot off her mouth- she thought it made her important with her friends.
It was only a few blocks to the Huntley house from her own, and Beth half ran, half skipped as she went, making up little fantasies about Mr. Huntley and herself in her mind. As a result, by the time she arrived at the Huntley place, she was flushed from both the running and her imagination, and she was horny as only a virgin can be. She was panting and sweating lightly when she rang the doorbell.
She heard a voice from deep inside call, "Get the door, Lennie. It's probably Shelly."
Young Leonard Huntley opened the door and looked up at Beth, "Hey, you're not Shelly. I like you better, Beth, are you going to stay with me tonight?"
Delano Huntley's voice called from the kitchen, "You know where everything is, Shelly. Have the kids in bed by ten. I might be a little late, but I'll call if it's going to be after one. I'm already behind schedule, so good night."
She heard the door to the garage close before she had a chance to reply.
The young boy in front of her giggled. "Daddy didn't know you're sitting instead of Shelly, did he? I'm glad. I mean, Shelly's okay, but you're nicer."
"Where's your brother Clinton?"
"Oh, he's over across the street. He'll be home in a little while."
Clinton-Clint-showed up about a half hour later, dirty and covered with grass and twigs from wrestling with his friends on their lawn. Little Clint had grown a lot, and was now only a few inches shorter than she was. He had also started to fill out a little, but he was still just a kid. He whined and fussed when Beth tried to get him to take a bath. He wanted to watch TV. Beth finally made a deal with him-he could watch a certain program, but when it was over he had to bathe. Lennie was also in need of a bath.
It was getting close to their ten o'clock deadline for bed, but Beth just shrugged. She was doing the best she could, and at least they'd be clean when they climbed into their beds. The program finally ended and she escorted the two boys personally to their bathroom. They tried to put up some resistance, but they weren't very serious about it. They knew that, sleek and fragile as she might appear, Beth was a powerful girl.
The two boys, in spite of being at the bashful age, didn't make any fuss about Beth seeing them undress. She helped Lennie with his sneakers, which had gotten badly knotted, and when she looked up Clint was already naked. Beth got a big surprise, young Clint had matured more than she would have believed. His little, boyish prick had been replaced by a big, heavy, man-sized cock!
Although still a virgin, Beth was not shy about displaying her fabulous body, and she'd had many non-fucking sexual experiences. Although she'd jacked boys off, and even sucked them off a number of times, she just hadn't fucked one yet. As a matter of fact, she was quite proud of her cocksucking abilities, it was something she really liked to do, and seeing Clint's big prick was making her all hot and squirmy. She could feel the juices start to ooze out of her cunt and make wet spots on her panties. She really wanted to get that big, heavy prick in her mouth! Lennie got things going when he said, "Hey, Beth, why don't you get in the bath with us? We can wash your back and you can wash ours."
"Hey, yeah," Clint put in, "and then we can all fool around in the bathtub, you know? Except let's use the big one in Dad's bathroom."
The girl, even though the idea really appealed to her, didn't think it was a good idea, but the two young kids coaxed her some more. It didn't really take much coaxing. After the boys had their clothes off, they led the way to their father's bathroom with big, sunken combination tub and shower, which had been especially built for their mother before she went away. Beth slipped out of her tee shirt and cut-off jeans and sandals in the bathroom, and adjusted the water so it was neither too hot nor too cold. There was an old bottle of bubble bath on the shelf next to the huge tub. On impulse, she poured a big dollop of the thick, fragrant liquid into the surging water. Instantly great billows of bubbles began to form on the water's surface.
"Hey, neat!" Clinton exclaimed. Lennie just giggled and sat down on the edge of the tub to kick his feet through the bubbles.
Beth was stretching and yawning, which served to raise her magnificently big, high tits even farther and thrust them way out. Little Clinton happened to turn towards her just as she did that. Almost immediately his man-sized cock leaped to attention in a towering, straining, throbbing erection! Beth stared at his mighty prick in awe and gasped.
The boy turned beet red. "Beth, you're all grown up and like that, so maybe you can tell me. Sometimes, when I see a real pretty girl like you, why does my penie get all swollen and hard? I mean, it's kind of embarrassing sometimes, you know? And it makes a big lump in my pants, and then sometimes even my balls in that little sac down there feel like they're swollen, too, and they start to kind of ache."
Teaching the facts of life to young boys wasn't something Beth had anticipated having to face for quite a few years yet. She blushed all over and coughed and cleared her throat a couple of times, trying to think of what to say.
"Has your daddy taught you about the birds and the bees yet? I mean, you know, about how babies are made and all that?"
The two boys looked at each other. Lennie just shrugged.
"He told me a little bit about it," Clint finally replied. "About how a penie fits into a hole between the mother's legs and sort of plants a seed in there, then the seed grows and a long time, like nine months later, it comes out as a baby. But what's that got to do with this?"
"Well-" Beth decided to make it truthful but simple "-that's pretty close. You two get into the tub and I'll show you something."
The two boys climbed down into the big tub. Beth sat on the edge of it and spread her legs wide apart, exposing her furry pussy. The sight of Clinton's big, thick cock had made her cunt lips already swollen with lust, and fuck cream was oozing out of her pussy slit. Beth briefly explained the parts of her cunt to the boys, and how a stiff prick went in and what happened then. Lennie was a little curious but soon lost interest. Not Clinton.
Beth got into the tub with the boys and helped them wash. She discovered that Clinton's enormous hard-on hadn't gone down at all, and he complained that his balls hurt. Taking pity on the boy, she told Lennie to finish up and dry himself and she'd be in to tuck him into bed in a few minutes. When Lennie was gone, she had Clint stand up while she kneeled in the water in front of him.
"I think you'll like this, Clint," she assured him. "And it should make your balls stop aching, too."
Tenderly she stroked his big, throbbing prick. The huge cock seemed to swell even larger and turn a deeper purple in color. Beth's long, pointed tongue flicked out of her lush mouth and swirled around the thick, pulsing cock head. A few droplets of precum oozed out of Clint's little piss slit, and she quickly lapped them up and swallowed them. The boy didn't know what to do or say. He was a little afraid, a little embarrassed, but mostly he was filled with a strange new kind of shivery, squirmy happiness that seemed to be located somewhere at the base of his prick, or in his balls, or somewhere down there. He decided to not say anything. He didn't want to stop Beth from making him feel so good, even if he was surprised and shocked at what she was doing.
Beth's tongue continued its exploration, lapping his big cock from tip to base and back up again. Now her soft, generous lips were softly kissing the head of his cock. Now she had her mouth open really wide and she sucked his prick right inside her hot, wet, sucking mouth! That really surprised Clinton, and it felt so fantastic!
The boy found that his hips were bucking forward in a regular beat, fucking his cock deeper into Beth's mouth, and that felt even better, somehow.
There was something marvelous about having that slippery-smooth, hot, heavy purple cock-knob inside her mouth, with her lips closed on the silky skin of his cock while her tongue licked around and around the taut prick head, that made the thrills run through her own body. They seemed to concentrate in her hard little clitty and her big, hard nipples, and then shoot out in all directions from those three points. In spite of the warm water, little shivers shot all through her, shivers of sensual delight.
Even though he wasn't yet familiar with the word, Clinton was now fucking Beth's mouth and Beth was doubling his pleasure by nodding forward as his hips bucked towards her, his big cock moving deeper into her hot mouth with each stroke. Now both of the youngsters were completely involved with the action, Beth with the sucking, and Clint, although he didn't know it, with getting his rocks off. Like a lot of kids his age Clint had already had a couple of wet dreams, but he still didn't know quite what it was all about. He knew he wanted satisfaction but he didn't know what satisfaction was. He was about to find out.
Beth had deep-throated cocks several times and really enjoyed the sensation, as long as the guy cooperated so she could breathe properly, but she couldn't deep-throat Clinton in this position. She had to content herself with plain ordinary cocksucking. Of course it was pretty fancy to young Clinton who'd never had such an experience before. And even to Beth, the combination of the immense size of the cock she was working on, that was filling her mouth and nudging at her throat, combined with the youth and diminutive size of the kid it belonged to, made the experience unusually exciting.
CHAPTER TWO
Del Huntley returned from his date frustrated as hell, his balls swollen and aching, his spirits in the pits. It was the first anniversary of his wife walking out on him, leaving him with the two kids, to, as she put it, do her own thing. What her own thing was, he found out later, was to fuck about every male with a working cock on the West Coast. He hadn't heard from her since.
Not that he was unhappy about having his working on his heavy prick, he also watched how her hand hefted first one big tit, then the other, then circled around and around the hard, red plums of her nipples, then softly teased the pebbled, flat tips of them.
Now for the first time when awake, he felt that wonderful sensation of his ball sac starting to contract, to draw his aching, overloaded balls up and ready to squirt their heavy load through the length of his big cock and out the little piss slit at the end. He got that first thrill of his guts clenching in joyous carnal contractions.
Beth had sucked cocks before. She recognized the signs, the stiffening of the big prick in her mouth. A wave moved out from the base of his cock, heading for the tip. Then her mouth was coated with spunk.
As the first jetting stream of the stuff shot into her throat, a huge shudder rocketed through Beth. She reflexively squeezed harder on her tit and nipple, and that started another wave of climaxes bolting through her. Now she was quivering and shaking all over, sexual lightning flashing through her guts from clit to tit to throat and back again, filling her with that fantastic melting, burning feeling of orgasmic climax!
She gobbled and gulped and swallowed the unusually large load of cum from Clinton's first real come. The boy experienced not only a tremendous sense of joy and satiation, but a tremendous feeling of relief, from lack of pressure in his heavy balls now that their big load had erupted into Beth's mouth and throat. And Beth, too, felt satisfied and relieved of the sexual tensions that had been building within her. She got one additional benefit, too-a good mouthful of cum, which she happened to like.
As both of the youngsters started to relax, sliding back into the bubble-filled water, they were suddenly startled by a gruff male voice asking, "Now just what the goddamned hell is going on here anyway?"
Almost every stroke, every time the big ball of Clint's prick head bumped the narrow opening to her throat, a new wave of shivers surged through her sleek body, filling her with lust, with the need to experience her own orgasm.
The boy was now moving his hips in a steady, strong rhythm, fucking the mouth of the beautiful Beth with longer, faster strokes. She was nodding her head, fucking his cock with her mouth in time to his hip beats. Every once in a while the girl would stop her movements as a new, deeper blast of climactic spasms rocketed through her gorgeous torso.
Beth placed one hand on Clint's tight little ass to guide the depth and speed of his fuck-strokes. With her other hand she began to play with her own lusty, burgeoning tits. She placed her hand just above her cunt and ran it up her smoothly muscled, flat belly to just under a firm, round, thrusting tit. Then she cupped that tit and softly squeezed, forcing her tit out even farther, until the big, round nipple looked like a small, bursting plum at the tip. Each time she did this, another series of orgasmic spasms swept through her.
The big, beautiful tits, even without Beth playing with them and squeezing them, were a tremendous turn-on for the young boy. As he watched her lush lips moving up and down his big hard-on and felt her mouth and tongue two sons. He loved those boys and no way would he let that nympho bitch have them. No, his problem was that he needed a fuck. Or better yet, a steady girl to fuck regularly. Del and Wanda, his ex-wife, for he had divorced her, had had a busy sex life. They had managed to fuck at least five times a week, and sometimes they fucked two or three times a day, especially on weekends.
Because of all the fucking crap she'd bought, including that fancy bathroom tub and shit, he was in debt up to his damned ass. That meant he had to work overtime, often moonlight as well, just to stay even, which meant in turn that he didn't have much of a chance to meet women or even pay as much attention to the kids as he should. At least he didn't have to pay the bitch any alimony. The detective's report on her activities convinced the judge of that! He chuckled to himself. He should have known better in the first place. It was just that she was so goddamned beautiful, a rich college girl, and he felt so flattered that she paid so much attention to a poor car salesman. And then, when she damned near raped him on their first date, he figured she'd be the perfect wife for him, she liked to fuck as much as he did.
What he knew now that he didn't then was that there was no way to cool off the fire in her cunt. Her parents were more than happy to have her married off, and hoped that she'd settle down. Her old man even admitted to Del after Clinton was born that he'd almost given up hope anybody'd ever marry Wanda, and that what she really needed was some kind of a human stud farm!
Del wouldn't take any financial help from Wanda's father, even though the old man openly offered it. He was damned well going to take care of his own family. And he did reasonably well, too, except for taking care of his wife's sexual needs. But then there probably wasn't any one man, maybe not any dozen, who could do that!
Del kept on good terms with his father-in-law. He'd never even met Wanda's mother, she'd divorced her father when Wanda was still in high school and never came back, not even to see her daughter. It kind of looked like mother like daughter, Del decided.
Del could only get out a few nights a month, and then most of the time it was just to go bowling or have a few beers with some old friends. One of the girls at the showroom office had been paying a lot of attention to him lately, though, a real knockout, so he asked her to go out with him. She quickly accepted, and he was sure he'd score. It didn't work out that way. Not by a long shot!
Naturally Del was in lousy humor when he drove home. Not only was he angry and frustrated, but his hard-on never went down and his balls really ached with the need to shoot their load. He figured he'd jack off as soon as he got home and into the bathroom.
It wasn't the greatest, but at least it would relieve the pressure. Unfortunately he'd had to resort to that a lot lately. Although he was not used to paying for sex, he might even do that except he didn't know of any prostitutes in town.
As he swung the car into his garage, he grumbled to himself about having to drive that snotty little bitch Shelly home now. The girl was a beauty and a real cock-teaser, but she was too young for a man like him. Besides, he liked her mother-the poor lady had a tough life with her husband dead and two teenage girls to care for and raise and educate. So, he had the sexy brat to face for a few minutes, too! He would have looked elsewhere for a sitter, except the Morgan girls were good with his boys and the boys liked them. Besides, they only lived a few blocks away and they didn't charge too much. Too bad Beth didn't baby-sit anymore. Now there was a girl born to fuck.
Here he was, already horny and painfully frustrated, now he was getting all excited about a little brat of a babysitter! Jesus, he though to himself, you really are hard up!
Poor Del was really in miserable condition by the time he got into the kitchen from the garage. His cock was so hard he could barely stand up straight, and his balls ached when he walked. There was no signs of life in the kitchen or living room, even the lights were off. Not knowing what was going on, Del tiptoed upstairs. First he looked in on the boys' bedroom. Lennie was in bed, fast asleep, the covers kicked off over the foot of the bed.
Now, in addition to being miserably horny, Del was getting pissed off as hell. Where were Shelly and Clinton? Why hadn't Lennie been tucked in properly? Was something wrong?
Those thoughts ran through his head as he covered his younger boy, then went back out in the hall. The light was off in the bathroom, but he thought he heard sounds from his room. He tiptoed up to the door and peeked in. No lights, but his bathroom door was open and a ray of light shone out from it into the bedroom. He could also hear giggles and water splashing.
Now more curious than worried, he quietly slipped up to the bathroom door and stared in. Two things met his eyes that astonished him. The first was the sight of a beautiful, naked girl kneeling in his oversized bathtub, only about half hidden in the water and bubbles. The other was his elder son Clinton, standing in the water, the girl's face buried in his groin. One of her hands was on Clint's ass, apparently drawing him closer to her, but he didn't realize immediately what they were doing. Her other hand, he could see quite clearly, was lifting and massaging and squeezing her big, gorgeous, firmly rounded young tits. Just looking at those tits, he was sure his cock was going to bust right out of his pants.
Staring harder, he finally understood. The girl, the babysitter, was giving Clint a blow-job. And a damned good one, too, it looked like. Jesus, it couldn't be all that great for her, he thought. Little kids didn't have very big pricks. Then he saw her gulping hard as shudders rocked through her sleek, shapely torso, and he got another shock. Apparently Clint was old enough to come, now, and also apparently the girl got off on giving head.
As the kids' quivering shakes stopped and the girl pulled back and Clint slipped down into the tub, Del realized two things. First, little Clint wasn't little anymore, the little shit already had a cock bigger than most men, and almost as big as his daddy's. The second thing was, the sitter wasn't snotty little Shelly, but her sweet, nice, older sister Beth! That was when Del yelled.
At the sound of the voice, both Beth and Clinton leaped up, startled, the bubbles sliding off of their sleek young bodies. "Oh hi, Dad," the boy responded as soon as he recognized his father. "Beth gave both Lennie and me bubble baths, then she sucked my penie and boy did that feel good! Maybe she'll do it for you, too. I think you'd really like it."
The boy was so earnest Del couldn't help but laugh. After all, as far as he knew, he hadn't done anything wrong, and it felt good, so what was the matter with it?
"Hello, Mr. Huntley," Beth greeted him, half shyly, half boldly, not making any attempt to hide her fantastic nude body. Then she actually stood straighter, with her shoulders thrown back to emphasize her magnificent tits. "Lennie's already dried himself and gone to his room. Clinton and I were having a little fun, first. I hope you don't mind. And, if you'd like, I'd really be happy to, uh, well, to relieve any tensions you might have."
Now Del blushed. He didn't know if the girl really meant it or was just teasing him. He didn't know if he should take her up. Then he remembered Beth was older than Shelly.
"Well, Beth, if you really mean it, I'd be more than happy to have you, uh, um, give me a treatment. Except what I have in mind is a little different than what you did for Clint, if that's all right with you?"
Beth gave him a wide grin, hugged herself with joy, and replied, "Boy, is it ever!" Her grin faded. "That is, if what you have in mind is the same thing I have in mind."
"I'll check with you in a couple of minutes," he said. "Now, you better get dried, Clint, and into bed. By the way, Beth, Lennie already fell asleep and I covered him up, so you don't have to worry about that."
The pair got out of the tub, while Del opened the drain to let the water and the bubbles out. Beth toweled Clinton dry without any further horse-play, gave him a light swat on the ass, and told him to get to bed. The boy trotted off to his own room with a giggle and a quick goodnight kiss for Beth. After he'd left the room, Del turned to the girl.
"Beth, this may not be very romantic, but I haven't got the patience to fuck around with romance tonight. What I meant was I need a fuck and I need it badly. I sure as shit hope that's what you meant too!"
She smiled, pleased, and answered, "Yes, sir, Mr. Huntley, that's exactly what I meant."
"Okay. You just dry yourself off, then, and climb into bed. I'll be along as soon as I say good night to Clint, and get undressed."
Beth was so happy she jumped for joy, literally bouncing up and down and hugging herself. Now, at last, it was going to happen, and just like she had been pretending to herself all these months! Mr. Huntley was going to fuck her. He was going to get her cherry! She was finally going to lose her virginity, and to the man she'd dreamed and fantasized about doing it to her!
She swiftly toweled herself dry and dashed out into the bedroom, swept the covers back, and piled into the bed. Not quite sure of the next step, she flopped over on her back, her head on a pillow, and spread her legs wide apart. Even though she'd just gotten out of the bathtub, she was so excited that she was already oozing fuck cream from her eager, unfucked cunt.
Although Beth was still a virgin, she had long planned for this day. Just in case things should ever work out right, she'd been on the pill for over a year and didn't have to worry about getting pregnant. That was one big relief.
Her other fear was the possible pain of her first fuck, of losing her virginity. She had asked her doctor about that and had been told after examination that she didn't need to worry. As athletic as Beth had been, her maidenhead was long since gone. Beth was about as ready as she'd ever be.
Right at the moment, she was more than ready-she was horny-eager and extremely willing. She could hardly wait until Mr. Huntley put his big, hard cock into her cunt. She giggled- she assumed his prick would be big and hard but she really didn't know, she'd never seen his cock.
She didn't have long to wait.
Del Huntley returned to the bedroom not long after Beth spread herself out on the bed.
"God, but you're gorgeous, Beth!" Del exclaimed, seeing her naked and waiting for him that way.
Eyeing her fantastic tits, the way they stood straight up, pointing at the ceiling, without a sign of sagging or flattening, he could hardly believe it.
"You have got the most amazing tits I've ever seen!" he sighed. "I don't think I've ever seen pictures of tits that big and firm that didn't sag at least a little!"
She grinned back at him. "That's what the girls in gym class say. And my kid sister Shelly's are almost as good. Maybe not quite as big yet, and her nipples are different. But you really ought to see our mom's!" She stopped short, blushed, then continued. "I guess maybe I shouldn't have said that. Mom'd be mad as hell at me!"
Del laughed, breaking the tension. "Well, maybe sometimes I'll just have to ask your mom to show me hers. Maybe I'll show her mine, then, and we can play doctor."
Beth giggled, picturing the scene in her mind. "What we should do is get you and Clinton, and my mom and Shelly and me, all together on your big bed here and have a big pile like when we were little kids. Except without our clothes on. Then we can grab whatever's handiest and, well, you know, do what comes naturally!"
"Hey, you have quite a vivid imagination, young lady. Let's not get carried away just now. We have our little pig pile to make first. Let's just see how that works out before we plan anything big and fancy, okay?"
The girl replied with a blush, "I'm sorry, I do get involved in my fantasies sometimes."
Another thought thrilled Beth. She realized that not only was she going to lose her cherry to Mr. Huntley, but she was, for once, going to beat her little sister to something-she was going to get fucked by Mr. Huntley before Shelly did, in spite of all of the bragging Shelly had done about how she was going to seduce Mr. Huntley! More little thrills ran through Beth at these thoughts, followed by a much bigger thrill that was half excited expectation and probably about half fear.
That huge thrill was caused by her seeing Del's cock for the first time. His prick was huge, a real monster. She figured his cock had to be about the same size as her forearm, both in length and thickness! She couldn't understand how she'd ever be able to get anything that big inside her!
"Oh my god!" Beth exclaimed, staring at the cock which had leaped free of his pants and waved in the air. "How can it fit, Mr. Huntley?"
Del glanced down at his two-inch thick, ten-inch-long cock, than at the tight little pussy of the beautiful girl, and smiled gently. "Most cunts are pretty elastic, Beth. However, I'll take it easy and, if it doesn't fit, well, we'll just have to switch to what you and Clint were doing. Okay?"
"Okay," she replied doubtfully, still a little afraid of the enormous prick.
Del Huntley was a good-looking man and had kept himself in shape. Not that he was into body building or anything like that, but he did manage a little time each day for exercising, and when he had the time he did a little running. He wasn't quite six feet tall and he only weighed a hundred seventy, but he wasn't skinny and he was quite well muscled.
Beth was brave. Scared or not, she wanted to try. She wanted Mr. Huntley to be the first one ever to fuck her. She wanted his to be the first cock in her tight, young cunt.
Del understood her and sympathized. He climbed onto the bed beside the gorgeous teenager and began to slowly, gently run his hands all over her fantastic body, slowly and firmly stroking her, toying with her glorious tits, then working his fingers carefully, tenderly along her lust-puffed, cream-soaked pussy lips until he sensed from her squirming that she was ready for the next step.
He worked first one, then two fingers into her tight little unfucked cunt and began to fuck them in and out, until she loosened up a little. Then he added another finger, which she took without any difficulty. From that, Del figured she could probably handle the thickness of his big prick.
While Del was finger-fucking her, Beth, little shocks of carnal excitement zipping through her body, was getting impatient. She needed more. Not knowing quite what, she found her hands wandering almost of their own accord to her big, bursting tits. She began to gently squeeze and stroke her tits, then to lightly twist and tweak her big, round, plum-like nipples. That, of course, caused new waves of thrills to course through her sleek, quivering body.
Del wanted to be absolutely sure she was ready for him, though. He removed his fingers from her slippery, wet pussy and got down between her legs. First he licked around and along her puffy cuntlips, then let his tongue wander between them, lapping up some of her fuck cream.
She was loosening up and getting ready. Then he lightly teased her rigid little clitty with his tongue. That brought a little shriek of joy from the girl, and her hips began to fuck up at his busy mouth. That, he decided, meant she was ready and eager for his heavy cock.
"Oh, Mr. Huntley! Oh wow! Shove that huge, beautiful prick into me! I need it, I really need it, Mr. Huntley. Oh god, fuck me, Mr. Huntley, fuck me, fuck me now! Do it! Do it, please, now!"
Without replying, Del got up on his knees and braced himself with one hand while he guided his gigantic cock toward her oozing, slippery pussy slot with his free hand. When the big, fat knob of his prick head nudged those puffy pussy lips, he told her to use her hands to hold her cunt lips open wide so as to ease his penetration.
She did as he asked. Almost as if sucked in, his cock head slipped swiftly between her cream-sloppy lips and surged several inches into her pulsing, hot, hungry cunt. The sensation of having that monster cock inside her, even if only a little way, brought a new wave of climactic spasms blasting through Beth's sleek, strong young body, and a squeal of carnal delight to her lips. Her hips, with seemingly a life of their own, bucked up at his huge, heavy cock, forcing more and still more of it into her virgin fuck-hole, spreading her pussy walls.
Del, trying to ease things for her, began to slowly and carefully fuck back and forth, just fractions of an inch deeper with each stroke, gently working his titanic prick into her still straining, demanding cunt, trying not to go too fast, not to hurt her but to bring her the true joy of fucking.
"Oh god almighty, Mr. Huntley!" Beth cried, bucking her hips towards his, demanding more cock inside her, "Oh god this is wonderful. Fuck me, fuck me deeper, fuck me harder! I need more cock! Shove me full of cock, Mr. Huntley, fill me with cock, push it into me until I can feel it in my stomach! Keep fucking it into me until it comes out my mouth! Oh Jesus Christ what a feeling! Oh shit, fill me with cock! I need it, I want it, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Beth no longer knew what she was saying, no longer cared what she was saying, she only knew that she felt incredible, that it was so much better than she had ever dreamed, so much greater than even her wildest fantasies! She raised her legs and wrapped them around Del's hips, squeezing him, then resting her heels on his ass cheeks and pulling, trying to force more of his cock into her straining, demanding, steaming cunt, urging him to fuck her deeper and faster.
He had wanted to be gentle, not to hurt or frighten the girl, but now her urgency became his. Instead of holding back, keeping from fucking in too deeply too quickly, he followed her head and began to fuck longer, deeper.
In spite of the incredible tightness of her young cunt, in what seemed like no time at all, she had taken the whole great ten inches of his mighty prick into her virgin pussy. Now they were matching each other stroke for stroke. Her slender yet rounded, firm and strong young hips pumped up at his. His enormous prick fucked in and out of her hot pussy. Their groins sloppily slammed together at the peak of each stroke, his purple prick head almost sliding out of her pussy lips at the end of each stroke.
The girl stopped squeezing and playing with her glorious tits and wrapped her arms around Del's torso, pulling him down on top of her, crushing him to her firm tits without missing a bucking, fucking beat with her hips. There was something fantastically thrilling about having her belly filled with a living, moving, thick, long, and hard cock. His prick fucked in and out of her, rocking her with wave after deepening, strengthening wave of orgasmic spasms.
She felt on fire with straining, swelling, unsatisfied sexual tensions. Her whole body, her whole being was one throbbing mass of quivering, pulsing, carnal excitement! She felt as if she'd explode, as if her head would burst with the quantity and intensity of her feelings. The concentration of thrills blasting through her from her thighs and her cunt and her clit and her tits and nipples were ricocheting all through her.
No longer were words coming from her lush, red lips-only little pants and quivering shrieks and squeals of desire and joy. The depth and strength and frequency of her climaxes increased steadily, almost with each stroke of the monster cock that was fucking in and out of her cunt.
The tightness of her strong young cunt muscles were rapidly bringing Del to his own orgasm. It had been a long time since he'd had such an exceptional fuck. It had been a long time since he'd had any fuck at all. But now, with this teenager, this baby sitter, he was having one of the best fucks he'd had in years.
He was about to come and he hadn't figured on it happening so soon. Nobody had ever accused him of being a minute man, but now he felt like one. There was something so sexy about this girl that his come was rushing on too fast. He could feel his balls drawing up, getting ready to squirt their heavy load of hot, thick goo into the belly of the lovely girl.
Beth could feel something changing. The huge cock fucked into her, it seemed, growing even harder, thicker, longer, hotter. She sensed that something was about to happen, and, even though she didn't know what it was, her instinct prepared her.
Suddenly there were waves of pulsations moving the whole length of his mighty prick, from root to tip, sweeping sensations through her cunt. Suddenly she felt something hot shoot into her guts from the end of his great cock. And the feeling was marvelous. The feeling also triggered a tremendous blast of titanic spasms bursting through her panting, vibrating body as her grand climax fired bolt after lightning bolt of sexual charges through her. Every muscle, every fiber of her being pulsed and shook and twitched and jerked as the quakes thundered around inside her torso. Then, almost as suddenly as they had begun, the throbbing, clenching waves ended, leaving her limp, drained and satisfied beyond her fondest hopes.
Del was so satiated, relieved, and happy. With his mighty cock still buried in Beth's tight young cunt, he swung himself around slightly so his full weight wouldn't be on her.
They were both startled by a young voice: "Daddy, how come you and Beth are sleeping together with you on top, and you don't either one of you have your pajamas on?"
CHAPTER THREE
Neither Del nor Beth could think of a single thing to answer Clinton's question.
"Oh shit," Del mumbled and turned to the girl. "Any ideas, Beth?"
But Clinton spoke up again before Beth could reply, "And how come your penie's stuck in her cunt, Daddy?"
Beth broke laughing, which killed the tension, and Del started to laugh, too. Then Clinton began to laugh, even though he didn't know why, just that it was funny to see his father and his babysitter in bed, naked, laughing. And another thing happened, the same thing as when he saw Beth naked earlier-his grown-up prick developed a monster hard-on.
The girl spotted his erection. Remembering the little sex lesson and the blow-job she'd given in the tub, she saved the day by saying, "Well, Clinton, do you remember what I told you back when we were all taking a bath and I showed you my cunt?"
The boy nodded seriously.
She continued, "We were doing what I explained to you. Your daddy was planting his seeds in me. Except they won't hatch, they won't fertilize me and make a baby because I take a kind of medicine to prevent that from happening."
The youngster looked interested. "Beth, can I do that to you some time, too?"
She looked at Del. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "What the hell, it's up to you, Beth."
"Okay, Clinton," she told the boy, "sometime, but I won't promise just when. And you have to be careful. You can't go and ask just anybody to do that, or even to do what I already did for you, suck your cock. Only me, and then only when there aren't any other people except maybe your dad around. Okay?"
"Aw, okay. I just thought that, well, you know, I got a hard-on again and my balls hurt again, so I thought that maybe we could do it now."
Beth was already feeling a powerful, deep-down itch, an urge for another round. Staring from father to son, seeing the two huge cocks, the young one now at full erection and escaping from the lad's pajama pants, she suddenly had an overwhelming desire to fuck both of those marvelous cocks at the same time.
Answering the boy but looking at the father, Beth said, "Sure, I don't see why not. If it's okay with you, Mr. Huntley. Except, there's something I'd really like to try."
"And what's that, Beth?"
"Well, I sucked Clinton off in the tub, and then you just took my cherry, so I guess because I really liked them both, I'd like to try both at the same time."
"Jesus, Beth! Are you sure about that? I mean, you want to have Clint fuck you and suck me off while he's doing it? Do you think you can, I mean without hurting yourself?" He stopped short, one of Beth's remarks finally penetrating his mind. "Hey, do you mean you were a virgin when I fucked you?"
"Yeah," she giggled, "and you made my fondest dream of the last year or so come true. I've been dreaming and daydreaming and fantasizing about you being the first to fuck me, so it was really something else when my dreams finally came true tonight!"
"Oh shit! I didn't have any idea! I don't make a habit of deflowering teenaged virgins!"
Beth giggled again. "Maybe you should, Mr. Huntley. You did such a nice, gentle, tender job, and I really liked it, really!"
Little Clinton didn't have any idea what the talk was all about. He was getting impatient. "Hey, does that mean I get to stick my penie in Beth's hole or not?"
"Yes, you do, Clinton," Beth replied. "But stop calling it your penie... it's either your cock or prick. Just give us a minute to get things arranged here." She turned back to Del. "Mr. Huntley, maybe if I lie so my head hangs over the bed and you kneel on a pillow it should be about the right height, and then I can suck your whole big cock all the way. But before you do that, I guess you'd better help Clinton get started."
Under his father's directions, the boy got between Beth's legs. She took his enormous young cock in her hand and guided his prick between her cum-slick pussy lips, while his father gave him directions on what to do next.
"You see, Clint, the idea isn't like it was a race or anything," Del said. "You're not trying to be the first one done or anything like that. No, what you want to do is go as slow and easy as you can, to make it last as long as you can. What that does is make you feel real good, and the longer you can feel real good, the better it'll be, got it?"
"I guess so, and I'll sure try, Dad, but I can't be sure, you know? I mean, I don't seem to have any idea when that stuff is going to shoot out, and when it does, well, I'm kind of all done then. You know?"
Both Del and Beth chuckled and Del responded, "Yeah, Son, I kind of remember. It'll go better when you've had a little more experience. In the meantime, just try to do what I tell you, okay?"
"Okay, Dad."
The boy liked the feeling of his big cock head between the girl's warm, soft, slippery cunt lips. They were holding his prick firmly, yet not tight or hurting, just softly squeezing all around it, and it felt so good he squirmed. That twisted his cock around in her fuck-hole, and unexpectedly shoved a couple of more inches inside it. And of course that made everything feel even better yet!
"Easy boy," Del said. "Don't want to do it all at once now, do we? Don't you want to make it last?"
"Sure I do, Dad, but it feels so good I can hardly stop myself!"
"Well try, son. Use as much self control as you can muster, okay?" Now, I'll try to give you directions because I'll be able to watch from the other end while Beth sucks my cock."
By a great effort of his young will, Clinton managed to hold still and just enjoy the feeling. His father tossed a couple of pillows on the floor, then got down on his knees, his monster prick again at full, rigid attention, swaying slightly, the huge, purple head almost bumping into Beth's lush, red lips. Her tongue suddenly slipped out from between those lips and lapped at the smooth, oval prick head. She shivered with delight, there was something so sensuous, so exciting about licking both Mr. Huntley's cum and her own fuck cream off of his cock. And the taste was different. The combination of the two fuck fluids was, she found, tremendously tantalizing.
The girl was now perhaps even more impatient than young Clinton. She longed to have the two monster cocks plunged to the hilt into her desire-saturated body, one in her mouth and throat, the other in her cunt. Little Clinton's big cock wasn't into her nearly as much as she wanted, but she also followed Del Huntley's suggestion to have control so as to get the most enjoyment.
With the monster prick head approaching her lips, she could no longer resist and seized his cock with both hands. A thrill pulsed through her body at the feel of the heavy, throbbing fuck-meat on her soft palms. She squeezed and gently tugged his prick toward her hungry mouth. As the cock tip touched her sensitive lips, she opened her jaws wide and half pulled, half sucked the huge prick head between them and into her hot, wet mouth. The feeling of that dense, incredibly smooth cock-knob, warm and living, inside her mouth sent another stream of sexual thrills surging through Beth's sleek, strong body.
"God, girl, you're really turned on," Del observed, half panting at the feeling of her tender mouth wrapped around his fuck-starved cock. He was damned near as turned on as she, and his hips involuntarily bucked forward when her pointed tongue penetrated the little piss slit of his prick head to lick out the droplets of pre-cum that were starting to ooze.
When that happened, several more inches of his huge cock surged into her sucking mouth. That caused another spasm of contractions to burst through her, and her hips shot upward, engulfing at least half of little Clinton's gigantic prick in her grasping, steaming cunt. The boy, unable to help himself, was so excited by the feeling that his own hips bucked down at hers, fucking his prick almost to the hilt in her soaking, stuffed, heated fuck-canal.
Beth had been fucked before, just that once a few minutes earlier, and she had sucked cock before, even deep-throated, but this was the first time she'd ever done both at the same time. It was something that she hadn't even dreamed or fantasized about, and she couldn't understand why, because the sensation of having a huge cock in her mouth and another one in her cunt at the same time was unbelievably wonderful! She shivered with carnal joy as a throbbing spasm washed over her.
With Del's big cock well into her mouth, she no longer needed to guide him or otherwise hold his prick in her hands. She enjoyed the feeling of a big cock in her hands, but she could now use her hands for other things. She put one on Del's ass to urge him to fuck his big cock deeper into her mouth, and put her other hand on her own big, swollen tits and played with them.
One thing Del had never experienced before was to have his enormous cock completely sucked into a girl's mouth and throat. Even Wanda, his ex-wife, as determined and experimental a fucker as she'd been, had never tried to engulf that huge prick entirely in her hot mouth. Now to find this teenager so eager, and apparently so experienced at cocksucking that she was trying to act like a carnival sword-swallower and take the entire cock was a surprise and a shock, although it was a delightful and thrilling shock.
For that was exactly what Beth was doing. Her hand on his ass kept pulling him toward her, urging him to fuck his monster prick deeper into her gaping, wide-stretched jaws, to force it right into her throat! In spite of the exquisite pleasure of the sensation, Del was hesitant to fuck his cock any further down the girl's throat.
Because he'd never had the pleasure before, he wasn't sure it was possible for anybody to do a cock as big as his this way. Soon, though, he didn't really have much choice. It was either follow Beth's urging hand or forget the whole operation because she was being insistent, pulling harder on his ass, trying to get more of his cock into her hot, sucking mouth.
And demanding and insistent she was. She wanted his cock, his whole cock, all ten-plus inches, fucking in and out of her hungry mouth.
To get all of Mr. Huntley's stupendous cock meat into her mouth and down her throat was a real challenge. She could hardly wait to eat the whole thing, as that old television commercial used to say. She gave a short giggle, but the sound was stifled more than a little by the cock that stuffed her mouth full.
When he felt her giggle all around his cock, Del got a thrill of his own and found his hips pumping abruptly forward, ramming his monster prick deep into the girl's face. The thick, heavy, hard prick was forced through the slight constriction of Beth's throat opening, but once his cock head had cleared that tight spot everything moved more smoothly.
To Beth, herself, that was another marvelous experience and it triggered off another blast of clenching, climactic spasms that rocketed through her fine young body.
Although she'd read and seen pictures of this kind of cocksucking, and, although she'd sucked several smaller cocks this way, to have such a long, thick, hard cock filling her this way was a fantastic new experience! Once that big, fat, purple cock-knob got by that little gag-spot at the opening to her throat, everything was wonderful! By pressing and easing the pressure of her hand on Del Huntley's ass, Beth was able to establish the rhythm of his face fucking that she wanted, and that way she could adjust her breathing to his outstrokes without any danger of choking or strangling.
As far as Del was concerned, he was just completely enjoying the feeling of the beautiful teenager's hot mouth and gulping throat working away on his huge prick. There was something so wonderfully different, so carnally delightful about not only the feeling but the sight of that mouth gulping the whole great length of his prick. For a moment, Del was afraid he was going to shoot too soon.
Clint was now fucking his own powerful cock in long, slow strokes, deep into Beth's hot, sucking, grasping, slippery cunt. He was pretty much doing what came naturally, lost in the sexual sensations, not really very conscious of what all was going on, just knowing how fantastic it all felt. After the first impulse to shoot off almost as soon as his prick went between Beth's cunt lips, little Clinton found it easier and more fun to hold back, just as his father had told him it would be. It wasn't that he was intentionally, consciously holding back now. He just hadn't got back up quite all the way to that point where he couldn't control it any more, when the cum would come squirting out of his cock whether he wanted it to or not.
Beth began to play with and tease her tits with her free hand.
Del at first resisted, then gave in to the desire to play with himself. As he palmed one of the tits, cupping the large tit with both hands, he was again struck by how incredibly full and firm and heavy yet sleekly smooth and wonderful they felt in his hands. Gently he squeezed the big tit with both hands, gently twisting the swollen, plum-like, rock-hard nipple between his thumbs.
Another powerful surge of sexual lightning bolted through Beth, shaking her, raising goose bumps all over her body, and causing her to bang her sleek, solid young hips upward into young Clinton's groin. She forced his enormous cock deep into her guts, all the way to the hilt, until his pubis was grinding into hers, his almost-hairless groin slamming into her swollen, hot, hard, sensitive clitoris. That, of course, fired off another wave of deep, powerful orgasm through the girl.
Beth was now little more than a solid mass of sexual sensations, a writhing, throbbing, quaking carnal animal. She couldn't have held still if her life depended on it. Practically every muscle of her body was twitching and jerking and shivering in little spasms, sometimes individually and unrelated to the others, sometimes in huge waves that swept through her in powerful surges, spreading from one muscle group and part of her body to another in a continuous movement of carnal electrical currents. Her skin was soaked in sweat, her brain aflame with lustful desire!
Del, realizing that the girl was rapidly approaching that climactic release, began to increase the speed of his fuck strokes into her hot, demanding, sucking mouth, while at the same time pinching her big cherry of a nipple even harder, enough to trigger off another round of orgasmic shudders.
He was also getting close to his own orgasm. He wasn't sure how near to coming his son Clinton was, but he could tell by the glazed eyes and panting breath that the boy wasn't far, now.
Beth knew that both cocks were about to squirt their wonderful loads of hot, delicious, sticky cum into her. She could tell by the way they seemed to grow harder than ever, stretching and swelling as if about to burst. Then it happened!
At almost the same instant she could feel the deep, pulsing surges moving from the root of Mr. Huntley's tremendous cock down between her lips and along her tongue, through her mouth and deep into her throat. Burst after burst of that marvelous stuff squirted almost into her stomach, making her suck and gulp to swallow.
While that was happening, young Clinton's cock throbbed with a powerful pumping movement, squirting a big load of fantastic cum deep into her guts.
She was now stuffed, mouth and cunt, with both tremendous cocks and great globs of steaming jizz!
That was more than she could take. Her own tremendous orgasm began, shooting heat waves of lustful joy sparking from her nips and her little clitty, from the depths of her cunt to the depths of her throat, creating huge, deep waves of spasmodic sensations blasting through her, quivering down her inner thighs, shaking through her gut, shivering along her tits and down into her armpits, straining the cords in her neck until soon she was one complete, quivering, shuddering, jolting, shaking mass of lust-drenched flesh!
The depth and strength of this, the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had, was so strong that she practically coughed Del Huntley's already-shrinking cock out of her throat and mouth. At the same time her strong young cunt muscles began to squeeze harder and harder on Clinton's big prick, until his cock had deceased in size and hardness. His prick squirted out of her pussy like his cum had squirted out of his cock.
The whole combination of sensations and feelings, so intense, so abrupt, all at the same time, was too much for the girl. With a long, low, deep, keening sigh, she passed out cold.
CHAPTER FOUR
Del flopped forward onto the bed, his knees still on the floor, and Clinton had squatted back on his haunches to stare at the girl.
"Daddy, what's wrong with Beth?" he asked.
Del got up and looked her over, checked her pulse and breathing, and said, "I think she just is a little overcome with joy, Clint. She'll be okay in a minute or two."
Almost with his last word, the girl opened her eyes, stretched luxuriously, and smiled a wide, relaxed smile.
"Wow, this has sure been some night, Mr. Huntley. I know it isn't nice to say it, and I don't really mean it that way, but I'm sure glad Shelly was sick tonight so I had to substitute for her. If it hadn't been for that, I'd still be a virgin."
"I guess we'd better start thinking about getting cleaned up and taking you home," Del responded, standing up beside the bed. "Why don't we all pile into the shower? That way it shouldn't take so long."
Beth was still a little wobbly, but Del helped her up. After a moment to catch her breath and balance, she was again fine, and all three headed for the bathroom and the huge combination shower and spa tub.
The shower portion had a lot of small shower heads that were aimed at a lot of different angles, so they hit almost every part of the body.
Father and sitter combined to wash and dry young Clinton and send him back to bed. They didn't much worry about him going back to sleep. After what he had been through during the evening, he would be out like a light in seconds.
Beth offered to scrub Del's back.
He took her up on it. It was one of the things, next to fucking, that he most missed about his ex-wife. She was a really good back scrubber, and a good back scrub was something that really relaxed Del and made him feel good.
Beth, who had been doing it for years for both her mother and her sister, was, Del quickly discovered, very good at it. She used a rough wash cloth to soap and rub his neck and shoulders, then down the long muscles beside his backbone. Then she rubbed and kneaded his taut, muscular ass, occasionally letting the cloth slide down the crack. She soon discovered that when she did that, it caused another reaction she hadn't expected but couldn't ignore. His long, limp cock, almost instantly sprang back to towering, rigid, swollen life.
"Hey, Christ almighty, Beth!" Del yelped. "Careful there."
Beth grinned and giggled, "That's okay, Mr. Huntley, I'll be happy to relieve your tensions again. More than happy, because mine seem to be returning, too."
"Maybe, but let me do your back first," Del replied.
And do it he did. But not just her back. First he washed and rubbed her back as much as she had done his. Then, when her skin was soapy-slippery, he let his hard, heavy cock slide up and down the slick, firm crack of her ass while he reached around her and began to slowly, gently lather up her big, firm tits. At first he used the cloth, but then let it slide to the floor and ran his soapy hands around and around her heavy tits, letting his fingers slide back and forth across her swelling, stretching nipples until soon they were as hard as a pair of plums, and about the same size.
They were about the biggest nipples Del had ever seen, even in the magazines he sometimes leafed through at the local adult book store downtown, and some of those girls were fantastic in those pictures.
None of them, he decided, held a candle to this hot little teenage sweety, though. Not in any way he could see. Beth had magnificent tits, big and firm, almost hard, that stuck straight out from her chest, high and lush. And with those amazing nipples! Her waist was tiny, her ass firmly rounded and high-riding, her legs long and sleek and strong and shapely. Everything about her was attractive.
She had the face of a mischievous angel with maybe a little elf thrown in. She had a long, sensuous neck, and broad, slim, square shoulders. She was an absolute doll, he decided. He looked forward to many pleasant times with her in the future.
Not only was she young and gorgeous, but incredibly sexy, sexy in that inexperienced, innocent way that somehow doubles and triples the sex appeal. And she was nice, too. Not a brazen, smart-assed brat like her younger sister. Yes, Del decided, young Beth Morgan was one fantastic find.
While he was thinking those thoughts, his cock was sliding up and down between Beth's slippery ass cheeks. His hands were wandering around her full, rounded tits, then drifting lower, rubbing the smooth, firmly muscled belly of the luscious girl.
His hands dropped down to her furry mat and lathered up the soft, silky hair, while once in a while he allowed a finger to dip into the hot, cream-slicked slit between her lust-swollen cunt lips. He concentrated his attention on her pussy, letting his thumbs occasionally nudge her hot, hard little clit.
That brought a low moan of desire from her lush red lips as she hunched her ass back into his groin, rubbing the crack of her asshole hard against his huge, rigid prick, the tip of which was now straining almost to the middle of the girl's back.
Not yet ready to go on to the next step, Del continued to massage Beth's groin, her pussy and clitty, with one hand but he brought his other hand back to slither around her bursting tits.
Beth, getting hornier and more impatient, reached a hand behind her and slipped it down to Del's crotch where she located his heavy ball sac. Gently but firmly she hefted the heavy balls, then rolled them back and forth between her fingers, then softly squeezed them. She slid her other hand behind her back to the soapy, slippery head of his mighty cock and gently seized his prick in a soft, firm grip and began to stroke her palm up and down the cock head, around the prick head, then down the long, rigid, throbbing cock shaft until that hand met the other hand working on his balls.
Del heaved a mighty sigh and groaned, "Holy fuck almighty, Beth, I'm just about to come all over your back. If you want to be fucked again, better ease off some! Jesus, you're so hot I wonder how come the water doesn't turn to steam when it hits you!"
The girl laughed and replied, "I kind of feel that way, too. About the steam, I mean. Don't come all over my back, though. That'd be a terrible waste of good jizz."
She spun around in his arms and seized his mighty fuck pole with both hands and bent her head down to lick and kiss the sleek purple knob of it, then looked up.
"I'd rather you came in my cunt, but if you're really about to shoot, and you can't hold it any longer, shoot in my mouth so I can get all of that good juice."
While Del liked a good blow job, what he really wanted was to fuck the tight little cunt of this gorgeous girl again. He gently took her head in both hands and raised it, then bent forward to kiss her on the lips, gently and softly at first. Beth made the first move after that, though. Her little pointed tongue nudged its way between his lips, then wandered around in Del's mouth, exploring every nook and cranny, swirling around his tongue, tracing the inner margins of his lips, and making him hotter and hornier than ever.
"Hey!" Del complained, breaking the suction of her answering kiss and pulling his head back so he could look into her lovely, water-beaded face. "Hold off, that's some kiss and I'm likely to shoot my cum all over your belly instead of into your belly. Come on, let's dry off and go back to my bed."
Instead of answering, Beth took his mighty cock with both hands and pushed down, then raised a leg so she could straddle the ten-inch prick. When his cock was nestled firmly between her legs, she began to slowly slide herself back and forth, using the soapy lather for lubrication, just teasing him but not willing to take the cock into her eager cunt yet. She was teasing herself as well.
"God damn it, Beth, you're determined to waste this fuck, aren't you!" Del groaned, afraid he was going to shoot any second.
Finally, realizing he wasn't getting her message, Beth understood she had to tell him what she wanted. "Well damn you too, Mr. Huntley!" she exclaimed. "I want you to fuck me right here, not out on the fucking bed. I want you to fuck me here, right now!"
"Shit almighty, girl, for one who just had her first fuck just a little while ago, you sure are making a pig of yourself over it... " He couldn't say any more. Beth had plastered her lips to his again. At the same time she edged him toward the rim of the huge tub. When his legs hit it, he abruptly sat down, his monster hard-on pointing about halfway to the ceiling, rubbing against Beth's belly. She had let his prick slide from between her legs. She seized the enormous cock with one hand, the other at the back of Del's head while she continued to press her lips to his in a deep and passionate soul-kiss. She raised one leg to place her foot on the edge of the tub, the guided the mighty prick head to her cream-slimy pussy lips. When his cock nudged against her lust-puffed pussy, she rubbed the prick head up and down.
When she was satisfied that his cock was well coated with her cream, she squatted just a little bit, taking the heavy prick-knob between her cunt lips, then lowered her foot again. The position was awkward.
"Oh damn!" Beth muttered, trying to stamp a foot impatiently on the slippery tub. "This isn't going to work. You have to stand up or something."
"The answer's simple, Beth," Del replied. "All you have to do is turn around and then sit on my cock. This way there's no place for you to put your feet and legs, unless you're a contortionist, at least not any comfortable place to put them. The tub gets mighty hard on the bones."
Reluctantly Beth raised herself, moaning as the great cock slid out of her heavily creaming cunt. She turned around, presenting her gorgeous, high-riding ass to Del.
He put his hands on her hips and guided her back.
She reached between her legs and grabbed the big cock, guiding it to her hungering fuck-hole. When the cock-knob again brushed her eager cunt lips, she bent far forward. Squirming her hips slightly she impaled herself on the gigantic prick, sliding back until the entire great length of his prick was nestled deeply and tightly in her hot and creaming cunt.
As the huge cock nudged its way into her guts, spreading her pussy walls, Beth was shaking again and again by waves of orgasmic contractions rocketing through her strong, sleek body. A giddy, excited giggle drifted from her swollen lips, and she squirmed and nudged and worked her firm young ass into Del's groin, burying his cock to the hilt in her demanding pussy. With his colossal prick stretching her cunt to the limits, she felt so stuffed full of wonderful fuck-meat she thought she'd burst in an explosion of lust and desire.
At first Del was afraid he was going to shoot off immediately when her tight, grasping cunt slid down his mighty prick. When she wriggled her ass into his crotch, he was trying everything he could think of to keep from shooting. She settled down for a minute. Del thought of things like custard or gelatin until his urge to shoot his wad diminished. Then, his hands still on her solid young hips, he began to rock her back and forth. She got the idea instantly, and he only had to guide her tempo. Now he just remained still, with his hands on her hips, while she bounced back into his groin, then surged forward, then back again, pumping his cock with her tight, hot, drawing, eager cunt.
Beth loved the feeling of being stuffed and fucked by that monster cock, but it wasn't the right position for her to have really the whole sensation of being properly fucked. It took her a couple of minutes to figure out what was wrong, then it came to her. Her clitoris, the seat of her sexual sensations, wasn't being stimulated at all! She let out a little, sexy giggle. It was a simple problem to solve, all she had to do was use her hand to take care of it. Which she did, dropping a hand to her crotch.
While she teased her hard, hot little clitty with her thumb, her fingers accidentally touched the pistoning cock fucking in and out of her slippery cunt from behind. Feeling that immense, hard prick sliding in and out of her from the inside with her cunt and from the outside with her fingertips, while her thumb was titillating her clitty, was such a turn on that it fired off another mighty round of climactic spasms blasting through her body.
She still had one hand free, and two tits not being paid proper attention. She used her free hand to take one of Del's from her hip and guide it to her big, jutting, vibrant tit. He got the idea right away. She then used her hand on her other tit, so now everything was being properly taken care of. There was a gigantic cock fucking in and out of her cunt. There was a thumb gently teasing her clit, her fingertips were receiving the sensation caused by the huge, slippery cock moving beneath. And there were hands kneading and squeezing and milking down her tits, playing with her nipples, tweaking them lightly, filling her with orgasmic vibrations.
The depth and strength of each wave of orgasm was increasing, practically with every stroke of Del's stupendous prick, with every teasing brush of her thumb on her clitty, with every little pinch of fingers on her bursting nipples. Del, although deeply into his own sensational sexual stimulation, realized that the girl was nearing the peak of her erotic tensions. He, too, was about ready to shoot. He removed his hand from Beth's lusty tit and returned it to her sleekly rounded hip. Now, with both hands on her hips, he began to push and pull her, to speed up her pumping motions on his straining cock.
Beth, with one hand still in her crotch, stimulating her clitty and feeling the slippery cock slide beneath her fingertips, took her other hand and cupped the bursting tit she'd been squeezing and teasing and raised it as high as she could. She bent her head forward until her lips could reach, then suck in the rock-hard little ball of her own nipple. Once she had the super-sensitive nipple in her mouth, she lightly nipped at it with her bare teeth, squeezing her tit at the same time, raising it as high as it would go.
Now she could sense the change taking place in her cunt. Mr. Huntley's monster cock seemed to stretch, to strain and swell and harden more than ever as he prepared to fire the heavy load of cum from his balls into the very depths of her sucking, grasping cunt.
Then it came, the pulsing flood of hot, sticky cum came shooting from his cock, shooting into the depths of her cunt, filling her to the brim with cum. Her own answering surge began, radiating like lightning bolts from the spot where the jizz splattered into her, spreading out to her tits, to her nipples, to her clitty, rolling down her inner thighs in waves of sexual contractions.
Beth slammed her ass back into Del's groin, trying to force more cock into her demanding pussy, trying to suck more jizz from his erupting balls, trying to get more feeling, more depth into her erotic explosion. She squirmed her ass, grinding into his gut. She pinched her tender clitty and nipped her hard nipple with her bare teeth, causing another tremendous orgasmic spasm to blast through her. Sweat popped out of every pore. A deep flush washed over her big, solid tits. Her breaths were coming in gasping pants. No longer able to suck on her tit, she moaned a long, deep wail as the last of the powerful clenching contractions jetted through her, leaving her limp, exhausted, and satiated.
Del, his heavy load of cum expended into her sucking pussy, his balls no longer overloaded, let go of Beth's hips and leaned back, bracing herself on his hands.
"Well, now. That was quite something altogether," he sighed. "Beth, you are really one fantastic fuck! And one hell of a quick learner. I don't think I've ever met a girl or a woman who took to fucking the way you have!"
Beth, gasping for breath, puffed, "Well, I've been saving it up for several years now. I've got a lot of catching up to do. Most of my friends have been fucking around since junior high. Here I am, in high school, and this is the first night I've ever fucked!" She laughed. "I always wondered why the kids thought it was such a big deal. Now I know! And I'm going to get my share of it from now on. At least my share. I'm going to get every bit of sex I can, fucking, sucking, whatever. I love it. I really, really love it!"
"I guess we'd better take another shower, a quick and sexless one this time, and then I'll run you home in the car, Beth."
CHAPTER FIVE
Beth awoke the next morning feeling like a million dollars. She felt relaxed, deeply relaxed, like she couldn't remember feeling for years, if ever. Then she yawned and stretched. Then she didn't feel like a million dollars any more-like two cents.
Her arms were stiff. Her legs were very stiff. Her gut muscles hurt like hell. There was a pulling tenderness in her groin. Her throat ached, inside and out. Her nipples were on fire, hot with lust from being rubbed and chewed raw. She couldn't find a single part of her body that didn't ache or wasn't stiff.
"Oh my god," she sighed, "I sure overdid it for the first time, didn't I?"
"How the hell would I know!" another feminine voice grunted from the other bed in the room.
"Well, aren't you in a happy mood this morning," she greeted her sister Shelly. "I thought you'd be feeling better today."
"Yeah? Well I guess maybe I do, but I wasn't quite ready to wake up yet. I was having such a neat dream. You know little Clint Huntley? Well you wouldn't believe it, but that shrimp has got the biggest cock I've ever seen. Anyway, I was dreaming he had it stuck in my pussy and was fucking me to beat hell! Can you beat that? I bet he'd fall over in a dead faint if he even knew what a fuck was! Anyway, I'd sure as hell like to get fucked by that monster of his. Or even better, by his dad. I'll bet ol' Del has a real super cock. I've seen the really humongous lump in his pants a couple of times when I've been kind of, you know, sticking out my tits or sort of playing like I didn't know he was there and toying with my tits. That usually turns him on pretty good, but then I don't suppose you'd know anything about that kind of stuff."
Beth was almost ready to brag about her night of babysitting at the Huntleys but decided at the last second that it wouldn't be a smart thing to do.
"Say, what the fuck were you groaning about anyway, Beth?" Shelly continued. "What was it that you were muttering about overdoing for the first time?"
"Oh nothing much," Beth replied, trying to think of an answer. "I guess I kind of overdid my practice for the acrobatics team for the first time this season."
"Hey, I didn't know they'd started practice yet. Why didn't you tell me?"
"They haven't. I started my own workouts to get back in shape."
"Shit, what a waste! You're already in better shape than the whole rest of the team." Shelly giggled, "And your shape's a waste, too. You need to go out and get fucked, that's what you need."
"Well, smart-ass, how would you know? I'll bet you're still a virgin!"
Shelly's face fell. It wasn't like Beth to fight back this way.
Now Beth felt a little ashamed of herself. "Hey, Sis, there's nothing wrong with being a virgin. Don't be in such a rush for everything. You know, once you lose your cherry, you don't get it back."
"No shit! So what's the big deal about a cherry anyway? Besides, it feels so fucking good when I fuck myself with that big plastic cock that it's got to be a whole lot better when a real one's pumping in and out of my hot pussy!"
Between the dream and the conversation, Shelly was getting hotter and hornier by the second. What had started out as an argument with her sister Beth was now becoming a serious need, that funny, deep-down itch in her cunt that the only way she could scratch it was to get herself off.
"Beth, what time is it?" Shelly asked.
Beth didn't understand the sudden change of subject, but she answered after looking at her alarm clock, "It's a little before ten, why? Do you have to be somewhere now?"
"No," Shelly chuckled, "but it means Mom's already gone to work. Now maybe you'd like to fool around a little, you know, like we used to? I got something the other day that I've been dying to try. A friend picked it up for me at the porno shop downtown, you know, the one where they sell all those dirty books and stuff? Anyway, ol' Gilbert picked it up for me. He said when I've had enough practice with it, let him know and he'll give me some real practice!"
"I don't think so. Not this morning. I'm too stiff and sore."
"Well, then, maybe I'll just fool with the thing, and maybe then you'll get hot enough so even if you don't want to fuck with it, you and me can sixty-nine." Shelly let out a low, dirty laugh. "I know you think it's a disgusting thing to do, but maybe if I can get you hot and horny enough you'll be ready to give it a try."
Shelly bounced out of her own bed, stark naked, and ran to her dresser. She poked around in one of the lower drawers and finally pulled out a long, thick, flesh-colored fake prick with two heads.
"My god, Shelly, that thing's obscene!" Beth gasped.
Shelly answered with a snotty laugh, "Like beauty, I think obscenity's strictly in the eye and the mind of the beholder."
The younger girl piled into Beth's bed, yanking the covers back, then sprawling out beside her sister, her legs spread wide, her knees drawn up, so that her pink, fur-bordered pussy lips were opened. Then, grabbing a small bottle of baby oil that was on the stand beside the bed, Shelly coated the enormous knob of the monster dildo and poured a little bit on her cunt. After she rubbed the oil around and made sure her pussy was good and slippery, she took one of the huge prick heads and massaged back and forth in her greased fuck-slit. She was starting to cream.
"See, Beth," she announced, carefully working the two-inch thick knob of the fake cock head between her slippery cunt lips, "it isn't obscene, it's fun. Besides, you couldn't believe how good it feels! You ought to try it. It has another end you know. Hey, you put that end in your cunt, then we can fuck each other with it! What do you say?"
"I say," Beth moaned, "I'm too sore and stiff to fool around with something like that today, even if I felt like it, which I don't. You have fun with that thing and maybe, if you still want to, I'll eat your cunt."
"Only if I can eat yours, too," Shelly grunted, struggling with the fake prick.
"Jesus Christ," Beth said, "that damned thing must be what? a couple of feet long?"
"You got it, Sis," Shelly giggled. "How much of it do you think I can take?"
"God, I don't know. Six, maybe eight inches. Whatever, damn it, be careful. You don't want to hurt yourself!" Then Beth laughed. "Besides, how would you explain it to Mom or the doctor if you had to go to the hospital to have it removed?"
That started Shelly laughing again, but it didn't stop her from what she was doing. Holding the two-foot long cock in one hand, she spread her pussy lips wider with the other, and started to fuck the colossal fake prick in and out of her creaming cunt, working a little bit more of it into her with each stroke.
Beth found herself starting to get hot and horny as well. She also found herself amazed at how much of the tremendous rubber cock Shelly was managing to get into herself. Still pumping away, pistoning the thing in and out of her tight little cunt, the younger girl now had at least ten inches of the dildo inside her.
"Hey, Shelly! Careful! Do you know what you're doing?" Beth asked in mixed concern and disbelief. "That isn't like those fake stage knives is it? The kind where it kind of collapses inside itself? You aren't faking this just to scare me are you?"
Shelly was panting and sweating, still intent and fucking more of the giant prick inside herself, but she paused to pant, "Naw, it's no fake, but you'd be amazed by how fantastic it feels! You really gotta try it, Beth!"
Shelly had several pillows under her head and shoulders so she could reach down and fuck herself with the dildo, and see what she was doing. Now she was so excited that her hips started to buck up at the dildo she held in her hand, almost as if her cunt had a life of its own and was trying to grasp more and more of the big, thick piece of rubber and suck it inside! Now almost every plunging stroke of the titanic imitation prick brought another wave of climactic spasms shivering through the young girl's sleek, strong, gorgeous body.
Beth's astonishment at Shelly's capacity continued, increased, because now her little sister had damned near half of that two-foot-long monster crammed into her hungry cunt.
"God damn it, Shelly!" Beth yelled, "that's enough. You're going to rupture yourself or break something inside!"
"Naw," the younger girl gasped between climactic spasms, "I don't think so. I've used a foot-long candle and gotten the whole thing in, and that wasn't as soft and smooth as this. Besides, Gilbert has this movie he's showed to us, you know, one of those porno movies? Anyway, it shows a real pretty young girl, not nearly as big as I am, fucking a guy with a cock you couldn't believe unless you saw it. They showed him holding a yardstick beside it when it was soft, and the fucking thing measured fourteen inches long! I don't know how the fuck big it got when he got a hard-on."
Shelly was panting so hard she had to quit talking, but she didn't stop fucking herself with the dildo. Beth didn't know what to do. On the one hand, she was getting so horny herself from just watching her kid sister that she was starting to think about using the thing on herself. But, on the other hand, she was also starting to seriously worry that Shelly was going to hurt herself with the thing.
Just as Beth had about decided to do something about it, a violent series of tremendous spasms thundered through her little sister, leaving the girl limp and drained, sweating and panting, no longer trying to thrust more of the fake cock into her cunt.
"Are you okay, Shelly?" Beth asked, her face a mask of concern.
"Yeah," Shelly panted, "I think so. Jesus god, Sis, that was something. That has to be about the biggest come I've ever had. I didn't dare use this fucking thing without someone else around."
Beth grinned, relieved. "Well, you should be pretty well satisfied for the present. Here, let me fool around with that thing, Shelly."
Shelly handed the oily, cream-soaked fake cock to her sister. Beth took it and, spreading her own legs wide, gently probed her tender cunt lips with the big hunk of cock-shaped rubber. That proved not a very bright idea. Her cunt was still a little bit too tender. She handed the thing back to her sister.
"So," Shelly said, taking the dildo back, "what do you think? Are you about ready to try a sixty-nine?"
"Well, maybe, Shelly. But you have to be awful careful with me. I don't know why, but my cunt is sore today. I must have bruised myself on something yesterday."
"I'll be careful as a surgeon and soft as a bunny, Beth," Shelly promised. She swung herself around so that her face was even with her sister's groin, her own crotch above Beth's mouth.
Beth, who had been really turned off about the idea of eating another girl's cunt until now, remembered the weird and wonderful sensation she had of licking her own cream mixed with Mr. Huntley's cum from his throbbing cock the night before, and quickly decided that maybe pussy-eating wouldn't be so bad after all.
As soon as she was in position, she buried her face in Beth's thick mat of silky pussy fur. First she licked the soft hair around Beth's already-swelling, already-oozing cunt lips, around and around the pussy slot, without touching the bare flesh. Then she let her tongue wander in closer, just grazing the puffy lips. Then she abruptly thrust her long, pointed, hard tongue between those lips, probing, lapping, licking up the oozing cream.
While Shelly was working away, Beth was slower, more hesitant. She wasn't as familiar with what to do or how to do it. The first thing she did was clasp her hands around Shelly's firm ass to raise her head up so that she could reach Shelly's cunt with her mouth. Knowing that her own clitoris was her most sensitive spot, Beth went straight for Shelly's.
She'd seen her little sister naked practically every day, but she didn't realize what an astonishing clitty her little sister had. Shelly's clit was big. It looked like a small prick, swelling, stretching out through its little hood for all the world like a cock swelling and stretching out through a too-short foreskin.
At first Beth just stared at the thing, amazed. She knew her own clitty was perhaps bigger than average, but her little sister's was something else!
Once over her astonishment, Beth began to lick around and around her sister's exceptionally large clitty, running her tongue up and down the protected little clit shaft, then delicately touching the hard, bared little tip that looked for all the world like a miniature cock head, with the end of her tongue. That brought an instant response from Shelly.
The instant Beth's tongue touched the head of her clitty, Shelly, unable to control her reaction, found herself fucking her cunt into Beth's face, forcing Beth's mouth up against her tender, throbbing clitty. At the same time, Shelly lashed her tongue deep into Beth's steaming, creaming cunt slot, bumping her chin on Beth's own rigid but smaller clit. Now it was Beth who made the involuntary fuck motion, humping her hips upward, burying Shelly's face in her luxuriant growth of rich, silky pussy hair, forcing her sister's long, pointed, hard tongue even deeper into her steaming cunt.
Now both of the beautiful teenagers were humping and bucking their hips, each into the face of the other, while rippling waves of orgasmic contractions pulsed through their glorious torsos and surged in waves of spasms down their inner thighs.
As she had the night before when licking her own fuck cream from Del Huntley's huge cock, Beth found that she liked cunt cream. Pussy juice wasn't as good as cum, but it was awfully good just the same, and she redoubled her efforts to lap her kid sister's cunt clean, licking up the droplets as they formed and dripped out into her mouth. And it wasn't just the taste of the cream, it was the slick, smooth texture of the cunt itself, and the life of it, and the heat it gave off, all combined to make the whole thing an exciting experience.
Not the least of the excitement was Shelly's talented tongue at work in her cunt. Beth would have to ask her sister for some pointers on how to be a better cunt-lapper, but not now. She was too busy enjoying the fantastic sensations radiating from her own tenderly licked cunt and gently nibbled clitty, sensations that were causing wave after thrilling wave of contractions to wash over her. As the depth and strength of those contractions increased and as they began to come closer and closer together, until they seemed almost a constant, continuous series of carnal thrills, Beth lost conscious knowledge of what she was doing and what was being done to her. She was going almost purely on instinct as she continued to lap away at Shelly's oozing pussy and lick and tease Shelly's large, rigid clitty.
The feeling of a hot mouth on her hot cunt, of a tongue lightly rasping away at her stiff clit-those were familiar sensations to Shelly, but ones that she never got tired of. Her deepening, building, speeding orgasms were building to a grand climax, one that would thunder through her to leave her spent, shaken, tired, and pleasantly relaxed. Shelly could hardly wait. Because of her own impatience, Shelly redoubled her efforts on her sister's stiff clit and oozing pussy.
Both of the gorgeous teenagers were rapidly approaching their climactic orgasms. Although neither had made any effort to try to time herself so they would both come at once, that was what was happening.
Beth, fascinated by Shelly's exceptional clitoris, concentrated on that, licking harder. Then, careful to pad her teeth with her lips, Beth softly bit down on that very tender little center of sexual feelings.
When the pressure of Beth's lip-padded teeth contracted on her ultra-sensitive clit, Shelly was wracked by deep, powerful spasms, and she thrust her tongue deep, as far as it would go, into her older sister's steaming cunt. Shelly hit her sister's sensitive little G-spot, and that triggered a blast of spasms rocketing through her older sister's sleek body.
Now both girls were shivering, vibrating like high-tension wires in a strong wind. Their bodies were coated with sweat as spasm after spasm roared through them. Orgasmic flushes broke out on their smooth, soft skins.
Both girls had to pull their heads back for air. Panting and gasping, their bodies jerking and twitching as wave after climactic wave of orgasmic contractions plowed through them, the beautiful youngsters sighed and moaned and squirmed and twisted until the deep, powerful, tension-relieving orgasms had run their course.
As her own spasms dropped off to occasional twitches, Shelly rolled off of her sister and flopped out on her back beside her, panting.
"Wow, Sis. For a beginner that was some fine fucking job of cunt eating you just did," Shelly sighed joyfully.
"I guess you're the professional, Shelly, but I guess I'd have to say that was damned near as good as a good fuck!" Beth panted, not realizing the full content of what she was saying.
Shelly caught it though. "It was what, Beth?"
"It was almost as good as a... oh. Yeah, Well it was."
"Bethel Morgan! How the fuck would you know what a good fuck feels like?"
CHAPTER SIX
Beth was torn between bragging about what had happened the night before and keeping the whole thing a secret. She thought it over quickly before she gave Shelly an answer.
"I know because I've had one. Actually, more than one. And it felt absolutely fantastic, the most wonderful feeling I've ever had!"
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to give me the details, like who and when and where?"
"No."
Shelly sulked silently for several minutes, then burst out, "Goddamn you, Beth! Tell me. What's the big deal anyway?"
"Shelly, in the first place it's none of your business or anybody's else's, it's strictly between me and whoever did it. In the second place, you're my sister and I love you, but I don't trust you. You've got a big mouth and if I told you it'd be all over town before noon, and so I'm not telling you. Now, how about we get showered and dressed and I'll make us something to eat?"
Shelly grunted something and the two got out of bed and headed for the bathroom down the hall. Shelly started asking questions and listing names of guys she thought would be the most likely to have fucked her older sister, but Beth refused to answer either yes or no, to help Shelly in any way. The younger girl got progressively more frustrated and angry. By the time the pair were dressed and on their way to the kitchen for a very late breakfast, Shelly was flushed she was so angry.
"Okay, little sister," Beth finally said, "simmer down. I'm not going to tell you or give you hints or anything so you might just as well give it up. Why is it so important to you anyway?"
That stumped Shelly. "You know, Beth, I'll be damned if I know. It just seemed like the most important thing in the world right then but it really isn't, is it?"
"I don't know, kid, but put it the other way around. Maybe we don't feel the same way about things, I don't know. If you just lost your virginity, would you be in a hurry to tell me about it or would you rather keep it to yourself, at least for a while?"
"I guess," Shelly replied, "I'd probably like to keep it to myself, for a little while, anyway, you know? Just to kind of have a neat secret all my very own. I suppose it would maybe depend on who did it, though. If it was somebody I'd bragged about wanting to fuck and that was the person who did it to me the first time, maybe then I'd rush home and brag about it to you." She hesitated again, thinking. "I suppose, actually, I'd probably want to keep it my secret anyway, at least at first. Okay, I got your message. I won't grill you about it any more. Not for a while, anyway. I guess maybe I might brag about losing my cherry, but want to keep the details secret like you said."
Shelly was unusually silent while Beth made the breakfast. It wasn't until they'd finished eating and were doing the few dishes that she spoke up again.
"Beth? What was it really like? Were you scared? Did it hurt?"
"Shelly, it really was wonderful, probably the most wonderful feeling I've ever had. It's kind of hard to describe the feelings, except it was like when we came just now, only a whole lot more because instead of just the surface things, you know, like the clitty and nipples and that, there was also that feeling of having a living, pulsing cock sliding in and out and stuffing your guts with hot flesh that, well, like I said, I can't really describe it. And no, I wasn't really scared because it was something I've really wanted for a long time, and when I decided to go ahead and do it, well, why be scared then? And it didn't hurt. Not at all. Not that it doesn't hurt some girls. Some it hurts a lot, from what I've read, but it all depends on first the individual girl, and second how active she's been. I mean, you're like me, you ride horses and do gymnastics and all that kind of stuff. And because we're athletic, we use tampons, so most likely you don't have any maidenhead left if you ever had one in the first place. Some girls don't, you know, and a lot of girls don't have much of one."
The two girls did their household chores, Shelly much more quickly than Beth because Beth was so stiff. The telephone rang a little before one. It was Del Huntley, and he was calling for a babysitter again for that night. Beth, with a little chuckle, declined saying she was far too stiff and tired to leave the house. That brought a laugh from Del, but he said he really did need a babysitter, not like he'd had the previous night. Beth yelled at Shelly to see if she could take the phone. When Shelly took the upstairs extension, Beth hung up.
Still not feeling very great, Beth decided to take a nap. Shelly disappeared somewhere, and when Beth woke up several hours later she felt a lot better. Shelly showed up in time to help Beth get dinner ready. Because she had to be at Huntley's early, Shelly bolted her meal and left. Beth and Mrs. Morgan were almost through eating when Mrs. Morgan remembered something.
"Beth dear, that nice Ross Carlton asked me, when I told him you had to take your sister's place babysitting last night, well, he asked if you could go out with him tonight, and I told him you could. I'm really sorry I forgot to tell you earlier. I was going to call you this morning, but then we got really busy at work and I forgot all about it."
"Gee, mom, I wish you hadn't forgotten about it. It's kind of late now to call him and tell him I can't make it."
"But Beth, why can't you go out with him tonight? You don't have to work this week. And it is too late to back out now, he'll be here in a few minutes."
"Aw mom! I feel a little better than I did this morning, but I overdid my exercises yesterday and I'm really stiff and sore."
Just about then the doorbell rang. Beth shrugged and stood up. She really was starting to feel a lot better. A rather stocky, football lineman type stood there with an idiot grin on his face when Beth opened the door.
"Oh, hi, Gilbert," she greeted him. "Sorry, Shelly's babysitting tonight."
The boy's face fell, but he said, "Oh, that's okay. Thanks. I should have called this morning, but I got kind of beat up at football practice and forgot."
"There's a lot of that going around today," Beth chuckled. "I'd ask you in anyway, except I'm expecting my own date pretty soon, and mom's going out in a little while. Say, isn't it kind of early for football?"
"Naw, school starts the end of the month, and the first game's the weekend before school starts, so it's really time we started getting in shape again."
A sporty-looking car pulled up at the curb in front about then, and a tall, slim, handsome young man, with dark curly hair and a broad smile, got out and waved.
"Hi Beth. Hi Gil," he greeted them as he trotted up the walk. "What's the scoop, Gil? You and Shelly going to double date with Beth and me tonight?"
"No such luck. Shelly's sitting tonight I just found out."
"You ready, Beth? Hey, you don't look too good."
She heaved a sigh. "I guess I'm as ready as I'm going to be. I over exercised yesterday after laying off most of the summer and I'm sore as hell. I would have called it off, except mom forgot to tell me you were coming until a couple of minutes ago."
"Well, we can try some slow dancing. Maybe that'll loosen you up and you'll start to feel better. Okay?"
"I guess so. Can we drop you anywhere, Gil?"
"Well, I was kind of planning to go to the teen dance down at the center, but I don't know about that now that Shelly's not going. Oh hell, there'll probably be some stag girls there so why don't you drop me off?"
Ross chuckled, "That's where we're headed, too."
Ross was right. After a few slow dances, in the warmth and comfort of his arms, Beth could positively feel herself getting less stiff and sore. Soon she was dancing up a storm and having a great time. The dance was an informal mixer for getting new kids acquainted before school opened in a few weeks, and it was apparently working. Everybody seemed to be having a good time.
Gilbert certainly wasn't shy. And he wasn't fussy, either. He liked to see kids have a good time. He danced with all the new girls, introduced them around, and introduced girls he knew to the new guys.
Beth really liked Ross and had wanted him to ask her out for months, but he had a steady girl. His girlfriend moved away during the summer, though, and now she had her chance with him. She had pretty well decided-before she got lucky the night before and got fucked by Mr. Huntley, her dream man-that she was going to let Ross fuck her and be the first. Well, he wouldn't be the first anymore, but that didn't change the rest of it. The only thing was it looked like they were going to be stuck with Gilbert for the rest of the night.
It wasn't that she didn't like Gilbert. She really did like him. As a matter of fact, she'd had a real crush on him all through junior high and her first year in high school. But with Gilbert along, it meant she probably wasn't going to get fucked tonight, and she was starting to feel really hot and horny again. She checked when she went to the bathroom, and found out that her cunt wasn't very sore any more.
Sure enough, when the dance ended at midnight, Gilbert tagged along with Beth and Ross back to Ross's car.
"What are you guys going to do now?" Gil asked. "I mean, it isn't any of my business. I mean, well, if you're going by the hangout, you could drop me there. I want to get a pizza and something to drink."
"Sure," Ross said with a smile, "Climb in. We'll join you."
"Say, that'd be swell," Gilbert replied. Beth shrugged, but nobody saw it. The car had ample room for two, but it didn't have a back seat. Actually it was what they call a two-seater, but a roomy one, for the three kids jammed into it weren't exactly small. Beth had to sit in the middle, on a cushion over the console, with one leg on either side of the shift knob. She hadn't minded it on the way to the dance, but now that she was getting so horny, well, being wedged in between two handsome and sexy guys, both of whom she liked, was just turning her on all the more. She began to wriggle and squirm a little and leaned forward, grinding her pussy down on the little ridge of the console through the pillow.
When they pulled up at a red light on a really brightly lighted intersection, Beth discovered she wasn't the only one turned on. It only took a quick glance at the crotches of the two boys to distinguish the big lumps there from their erections!
That's when Beth got her idea. She didn't know if either Ross or Gilbert would be willing, but she sure hoped so. After all, they both looked like they needed to get off, and she sure did, so why not do it all together and make everybody happy?
"Let's just pick up a pizza and some pop and take the stuff to my house," Beth said. "Mom won't be home for some time, and Shelly's going to be late, too, so we'll have the house all to ourselves for a couple of hours, anyway.
It sounded like a good idea to the boys, although neither one understood just what Beth had in mind yet. They got the pizza and a six pack of pop and took it to the Morgan house. Beth unlocked the door and led the way in, put the pizza in the oven to reheat for a few minutes, and excused herself.
She went up to her room, took off the clothes she was wearing, and went to her mother's room, looking in the closet.
Beth took the garment from its hanger and slipped it over her head, then examined herself carefully in the full-length mirror on the inside of the closet door. Beth could see her nipples and even her pussy lips when she stood just right! With a little squirm and a giggle, she turned out the light and went bouncing back downstairs to her guests. She went straight to the kitchen, got out some plates and forks and glasses, cut the pizza, and put the whole mess on the dinette table, then called the boys to come and get it.
Being typical high school boys, teenagers, and jocks at that, the pair went straight for the food without paying any attention to Beth at first. While the boys sat down to eat their pizza, Beth remained standing. She took a wedge of the crisp-crusted hot and aromatic pizza, folded it, and then licked her lips sensuously before opening her mouth wide and fucking the pointed end of the slice in and out between her lips. Then she moved over to the end of the table and half sat on the corner, knowing that the light in that particular spot was just right for what she wanted it to do.
"How is it?" she asked in a husky, sexy voice. The two pairs of eyes left their pizza slices and turned to the girl, paused, then did a double take. Gilbert choked.
"Jesus Christ, Beth!" Ross gasped. "What?" she asked, all innocence. "Holy shit!" Gilbert moaned, recovering from the food stuck in his throat. "Beth, you shouldn't do that. We can see right through that damned thing, whatever you call it, that you've got on!"
"You mean I shouldn't wear something like this?" she asked with a dirty giggle, as she held the hem of the nightgown between her fingers.
"Hell no you shouldn't," Ross insisted. "Nobody should, except maybe a bride on her honeymoon night!"
"Well okay, if you don't like it, then I won't," Beth pouted, as she pulled the hem up and swept the garment off of her magnificent body, over her head, and folded it over the back of a chair.
There was total silence. Neither boy could force his eyes away from the glorious figure in front of them. They gaped and stared in complete astonishment. Gilbert was the first to regain use of his voice.
"Fuck almighty, Beth! What're you trying to do, get us all horny and then send us home. Shit, we're liable to rape the first female we see!"
"God, Beth, cover yourself up!" Ross exclaimed.
"What's the matter, boys?" Beth whined, posing with her arms back, her gorgeous tits thrust out, and her legs astraddle so that just the faintest line of pink could be seen at the juncture of her legs, through the dense mat of honey-blonde pussy fur. "I thought boys liked to look at naked girls, especially, and I don't think I'm bragging, just telling it like it is, especially when the girl has a figure as good as mine."
"Boy, there's no understanding girls," Gilbert mumbled. "If you caught us peeking at you in your bedroom or in the locker room at school when you were naked like this, well, you'd raise a hell of a stink. Now you're mad at us for-I don't know what for! What do you want us to do anyway, fuck you?"
"Well gee whiz!" Beth exclaimed, stamping her bare foot on the floor, which made her glorious tits bounce and jiggle delightfully. "You sure are slow to catch on. I thought you guys were smarter than that. Why else would I be standing around like this? Why else would I have come downstairs in only that sexy nighty? God, but boys can be dense sometimes! You spend most of your waking hours trying to figure out how to get a girl to fuck you, and now when one offers it, you get all shy and dumb!"
The two boys looked at each other, shocked, then turned back to Beth.
Ross said, "You mean you want us both to fuck you, Beth? You're sure? I mean, I thought you were a virgin and like that, you know. You aren't exactly acting the way we're used to you being. Shit, it doesn't seem to be coming out right, but you know what I mean."
Beth gave them a weak smile. "Okay, I guess I understand. It's just that, well, I got so damned horny on the dance floor, and then in the car, between you two sexy guys, well I got so turned on I couldn't sit still, so I decided it'd be a good idea to bring you here and then, well, have you fuck me. Or if you like, I can suck one of you while the other fucks me, and then you can trade places, or whatever turns you on." She glanced down at their crotches and saw tremendous bulges there. "And I can tell by looking that you are both sure as hell turned on!"
Ross and Gilbert looked at each other again and this time Gilbert said, "My God, whatever happened to that nice, virginal Beth Morgan? The one who, although she was maybe the best cocksucker in town, wouldn't fuck?"
"I found out what I've been missing for all these years," she giggled, "so how about it?"
The reality of the aches in their balls decided them. They shrugged and stood up. A little bit hunched over, though.
"Why you poor things," Beth murmured, rushing to first Ross. After unzipping his pants and freeing his hard cock, she went to Gilbert and did the same. "Now you can stand up straight without hurting yourselves. Come on, let's go upstairs to Shelly's and my bedroom."
With an evil grin, she grabbed both boys by their bursting erections and towed them along behind her as she headed up the stairs. As she went she found herself getting even hornier. Fuck cream was seeping out of her pussy and dripping down her inner thighs, and that squirmy, hot, itchy feeling deep inside her guts was stronger than ever. The feel of those hot, pulsing, rock-hard cocks in her hands just made the horniness stronger. She chuckled to herself as they went. The two cocks were as different as their owners, but they didn't match.
When they entered the bedroom, she released her firm grips on their rigid pricks and turned around to face them. As she stared down at the two cocks, so different yet both so tremendously appealing to her, she took a deep breath and told the boys what she wanted. They way her deep breathing made her tits stand out, the boys would have done anything in the world for her right then!
"Gil," she began with a little laugh, "I've been reading those books and magazines you give Shelly, and looking at the pictures, and I've decided that you have the perfect cock for it, so I'd like to have you fuck me in the ass. Everything I've read said it's better to have a skinny prick for ass fucking, and that pretty well means you. And Ross, it's up to you what you want to do, fuck me in the cunt or let me give you a blow job."
"That's easy, Beth. At least for now. I've heard you give fantastic head, maybe the best in town, but what I really want is a fuck." He stared at Beth, Gil, and down at his own rigid erection with a puzzled look. "The only thing is, how does it work? I mean, doesn't it take some kind of acrobatic position?"
"No, it's pretty easy. I'll show you." Beth went to her sister's chest of drawers and hunted for a few seconds, then came up with the magazine she wanted and leafed through it until she found the right pages. She took it to the boys and showed them. Then, keeping the magazine handy, the trio trooped over to the bed, Ross lay down on it with his thick cock sticking straight up in the air, and Beth climbed over him until her now thickly dripping pussy was directly over the cock, and slowly lowered herself, guiding the heavy purple prickhead between her lust-inflamed pussy lips.
When she signaled Gil, he got behind her on his knees, his long, thin, rod-like cock standing straight out from his groin. He eased himself forward until the pointed little cockhead just nudged at her asshole.
"Now take that bottle of oil on the bedside table, Gil," she directed him, "and pour a little around my asshole. And grease your cock with it, too. Then kind of rub your finger around and around until that little muscle around the asshole feels relaxed. Then you start to put your cock in. Okay?"
He said okay even though he wasn't quite sure about it all. As he worked his finger around her tight, puckered little asshole, though, he found himself getting more excited, his cock stiffer and longer than he could ever remember. He also could feel Beth's asshole muscle start to relax, until soon he could slip the end of his finger through without having to force it. Satisfied that she was ready, he put the tip of his steely cock against the hole and ever so slowly and gently began to slide it inside.
The tightness of her asshole around his thin cock was a new and unbelievably thrilling experience for Gil, because although he wasn't a virgin, most of the girls he'd fucked weren't anywhere near as tight as Beth's virgin asshole. Her asshole really gripped his thin cock well and the sensation was marvelous! As he carefully fucked his prick in deeper and deeper, he had to stop every now and then because he was afraid he'd shoot off way too soon.
While Gill was working his long, thin prick into Beth's asshole, Ross was bucking his hips upward at Beth's, fucking his fat cock in and out of her cunt.
She said, "Better stop for a while, Ross, until Gil's cock is all the way inside me. Then let me do the work, okay? That goes for you too, Gil. When you're all the way in, then you and Ross hold still and I'll rock back and forth, fucking both of your cocks at the same time."
The two boys grunted, but followed her suggestion. It wasn't long until Gil had his prick in almost to the hilt, as far as he would go because her firm ass cheeks were nestled into his belly. Beth, without waiting for him to tell her, realized that he was there and began to slowly and carefully rock back and forth on her hands and knee, dragging her hard nipples across Ross's chest as she moved.
She found the sensation to be good far beyond her wildest hopes. Actually she hadn't been too sure whether or not she would like to be ass fucked, but had figured that with a cock like Gil's handy, there wasn't a better time to find out. She didn't think ass fucking would be too great all by itself, except maybe if she had a sore cunt or was having her period or something, but combined with being fucked in the cunt at the same time, it was fucking fantastic!
It was so fantastic that she was shaken by wave after wave of powerful orgasmic contractions. Her tits felt swollen to bursting and unusually heavy. Her nipples were on fire with lust, her clitty was exploding with desire, her cunt was stretched by the thick cock of Ross Carlton's, and her asshole was filled with the long, thin, hard cock of Gil's. She felt so full of lust and sexual fire and carnal desire that she was sure she was going to fly apart in a million lust-fired, desire-drenched pieces and splatter all over the room.
And she loved it!
Both Gill and Ross discovered new sensations as well, because each could feel the cock of the other, through the several layers of thin membranes inside of Beth, as she surged back and forth, drawing away from, then sinking back to their groins. The feeling of that other cock, hard as iron, almost rubbing on his own, but both completely encased by the girl's hot, slippery internal tissues, was wild and tremendously thrilling!
It was so thrilling that both of them found they were almost ready to come, to shoot their heavy loads from their swollen and aching balls, far sooner than they had expected. They were too excited to worry about whether or not Beth was ready.
She was more than ready. Her body had been wracked with almost-constant waves of climax.
Now, deep within her, she felt that final straining throb of the two mighty cocks as their loads of thick, hot, sticky cum began to travel from the overloaded balls down the length of the hard cockshafts to spew in gooey globs in the depths of her guts.
As the spurt after spurt of cum splattered into her cunt and her intestines, Beth was torn by tremendously powerful, clenching, thundering orgasmic spasms. They seemed to explode from the spots where the jizz was squirted, then spread out like wildfire in all directions, contracting her muscles in waves, rocketing electric thrills pulsating throughout her body. Her swollen, big, hard nipples seemed to fire electric sparks. Her bursting clitty was on fire.
Climaxes blasted through her in now-decreasing intensity, leaving her exhausted and satisfied as she'd never dreamed she could be satisfied! It was the most fantastic experience of her young life.
The orgasmic spasms died away to an occasional twitch. Beth slumped forward on top of Ross, crushing her cushy tits on his chest, and moaning slightly. Gill hunched back, then sprawled out alongside the pair.
All three were satiated and tired, relaxed, almost drifting off to sleep, when a voice exclaimed angrily. "Jesus Christ! Holy fuck, Sis, when you decided to become an ex-virgin, you really went apeshit didn't you?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
It had been quite a long and eventful evening for Shelly. Several things had happened and she wasn't quite sure how she felt about them.
Her babysitting job at Huntley's had started out the same as usual. She got there in time to feed Clint and Lennie, just as Mr. Huntley was leaving. After cleaning up the dinner dishes, which was no big chore because the kids were unusually helpful, she watched TV while the two boys played outside with some friends from across the street.
They didn't even fuss much when she called them in at nine for their baths. This time it was Clint who made the suggestion that they bathe in their dad's bathroom in the big sunken tub, and that Shelly join them. Because she had been having lascivious fantasies about Clint's big cock all day and during the evening, and because she was horny as hell, in spite of what she and Beth had done in the afternoon, she decided to do what the boys asked.
Little Clinton was a lot sharper than Shelly had given him credit for. Of course she didn't know what had happened the previous night when Beth had substituted for her. The boy had gotten a double exposure to sex, he'd been sucked off and he'd fucked a girl, both for the first time, and he really liked it.
Because Shelly was Beth's sister, and because Shelly was ordinarily more of a dirty talker and bragger than Beth, the boy figured Shelly probably also was more into fucking and cocksucking than Beth. It would be easy to get her to do things to him.
Shelly agreed to join the boys in the water, though, and, like her sister had done the night before, Shelly washed little Lennie first, boosted him out of the tub, dried him, and sent him off to bed with the promise that she'd be in in a little while to tuck him under the covers.
All the time she was washing and drying Lennie, little Clinton had kept fooling around behind her in the tub. He had an achingly hard erection that he kind of bumped and nudged up against Shelly's taut, rounded young ass, or slipped the huge cock between her legs and rubbed it back and forth on her inner thighs.
He knew it felt really good to him, but he had no idea how much it was turning Shelly on.
By the time Lennie was headed off for his own bed, Shelly was so horny she could hardly control herself. Not that she had any great desire to restrain her sexual impulses. She had pretty well decided that she was going to fuck little Clint tonight if she could swing it without him telling his dad on her. The way she felt right now, she didn't give a shit if he told the whole world, she really needed that huge, throbbing, rock-hard, hot cock inside her.
Fucking Clint wasn't what she'd always planned and dreamed about. She had figured she'd lose her cherry to an older, more experienced man, one who knew what it was all about and how to treat a virgin who wanted to lose her cherry. So what was she doing? Here she was, about to give her cherry to a snot-nosed little kid. But with what a cock! While she was bathing the younger boy, a shiver of sexual pleasure would burst within her every time she felt the child's hard, hot, heavy cock bump into her or slide along her skin under the water. By the time Lennie had disappeared through the doorway, Shelly couldn't help herself. She spun around in the water and grabbed Clint's huge prick with both hands and gave his cock a firm squeeze.
Shelly had had a lot of experience with cocks, just as her sister had, and, like Beth, she had never had a prick in her cunt before.
Letting go of the boy's heavy prick, she put her hands in his armpits and lifted him up, turning around so that she could put him down on the rim of the tub.
Clinton wasn't sure what was going on. Because of the way Shelly had squeezed his prick, he figured it would be something good.
He wasn't disappointed. Even in a sitting position, his huge, rigid prick stuck out of his thin, boyish crotch at an angle toward the ceiling, and his heavy, overloaded balls in their little pouch of skin looked like a bloated coin purse between his legs, one with a couple of hen's eggs in it.
Shelly eyed the size of the monster erection doubtfully, then bent down, rubbing his cock against her cheek. God but it felt good! Then he tongue flicked out to swirl around the fat, smooth, purple cockhead. She darted the pointed little tip of her tongue into his piss slit and found what she was seeking-a few small droplets of pre-cum that were starting to ooze out. She lapped them up, then ran her tongue up and down the long stretch of his stiff prick shaft, tonguing his hairless balls, then sucking first one of them into her mouth, then the other. She couldn't get them both in at the same time, which was mildly frustrating.
Shelly was now more than mildly frustrated. There was no doubt that Clinton's cock was ready. She tossed a couple of towels on the carpet next to the tub rim, swarmed out of the tub, abruptly pushed the boy down on the towels, then got on her knees over him, her thighs straddling that monster hard-on. She lowered her crotch until the throbbing tip of his prick just touched her puffed cunt lips. Even though she'd just gotten out of the water, she was creaming so heavily that fuck cream was already starting to ooze down the insides of her thighs. She grabbed the enormous cock with one hand, spread her cunt lips with the other, then sat down on the big prick.
As the colossal cock slipped steadily and rapidly into her cunt, the feeling of being so stretched by a pulsing cock was so intense that it triggered a powerful orgasm within her. Electric sparks of lust bolted all through her.
She had had something, if not bigger, at least as big as Clint's rigid, fat, heavy cock in her cunt, and that big two-headed plastic prick at home was a lot longer, but this was different, vastly different, unbelievably different! The heat, the pulsing, giving rigidity of the human flesh was incredibly more thrilling and more satisfying than that big piece of rubber!
That first powerful orgasm was just the beginning. She began to raise and lower herself, pistoning the oversized prick in and out of her tight, straining young unfucked cunt, slipping it in and out of her cream-slimy pussy. With each stroke another blast of lust sparks bolted through her, jolting her time after time with deep, rolling contractions, until she was a constantly quivering mass of sexual sensations.
Some of her more experienced girlfriends had told her that it took them a lot longer to come than it did the boy, that sometimes they guy was done and soft again before they were even hardly started. That sure wasn't Shelby's problem tonight! With all the orgasms she was having, she wasn't sure she could last until little Clint shot off.
The feeling of that monster cock fucking in and out of her, filling her gut with thick, hot cock flesh, was so exciting that she no longer cared whether or not Clinton came. She was pumping faster and faster, bouncing her ass up and down into the boy's spindly groin, pistoning his heavy prick in and out of herself in strokes as long as she dared take without losing it, raising herself up so that just the cockhead was between her cream-sloppy, soaking pussy lips, then sliding herself down.
Nothing else in the world mattered to her right then except that fantastic slip-sliding feeling!
Little Clinton was also lost in his own feelings although he still didn't much understand what they were or what it was all about. All he knew was that he really liked the sensations, they made him feel good all over, better than he'd ever felt in his whole life, and he wanted to do it again and again, to keep that wonderful feeling rolling through him.
And that feeling was getting ready to peak. He could tell by the way his ball sack seemed to tighten up, almost like it was trying to squeeze that white stuff out of his balls and down the length of his grown-up cock and into Shelly's hot little cunthole.
Shelly sensed it, too. It was another first. She'd felt that strange straining, throbbing swelling that cocks get when ready to spit cum, but this was the very first time she'd ever felt the sensation in her cunt. Suddenly it happened! The thick globs of slimy goop spurted from his powerful prick deep into the depths of her pussy, to the far end of her cunt, increasing that wonderfully stuffed feeling. Rockets of carnal joy jetted through her nerve endings, unleashing massive contractions in her cunt muscles, her thighs, her belly, and radiating throughout her torso. Wordless gasps and sighs burst from her lush, swollen, desire-reddened lips as she was shaken and jolted by wave after wave of climatic spasms.
As her orgasm spent itself, as her clenching cunt released its grip on the boy's fast-shrinking, softening cock, Shelly slumped forward on top of the boy, her firm tits crushed against his chin and throat. She was panting, gasping for breath, as was the boy, only more so because her solid young tits were threatening to cut his air supply off.
"Hey, Shelly!" the boy gasped in hoarse alarm. "Help, I'm strangling!"
That shook Shelly from her stupor and she reluctantly jacked herself up, then rolled off of the boy to sprawl out flat on her back on the carpet beside him. It took her a minute to regain her breath and composure. A few pulsing twitches were still sweeping through her now-satiated, no-longer-virgin body.
"Sorry, Clint," she finally managed. "I didn't mean to suffocate you, I was just pooped."
She stopped, a giggle rose from deep in her chest and burst from her lust-puffed mouth.
"But boy what a way to be pooped! One thing, though, you'd better not tell your daddy about this or we could both be in real deep shit."
"Aww, don't worry about that, Shelly. I did it with Beth last night right while dad was here in the room with me. Actually not here, in his bedroom, on the bed. And while I was, uh, what do you call it? Fucking? Yeah, while I was fucking Beth with my cock in her cunt, dad was fucking her in the mouth, and his prick's even bigger than mine. But he fucked her in the cunt first. So we both fucked her, and boy was it ever neat and a lot of fun. You know, I'd never done anything like that before, but I sure liked it. I want to do it a lot from now on, you know?"
"Yeah, I know," Shelly said with a laugh. "You sure be careful, though. A lot of people think what we just did is naughty. Maybe a lot more than naughty, really bad! You can't go around doing it whenever you feel like it with just anyone who happens to be there. Girls your age, most of 'em, aren't ready to start doing it yet, maybe not for several years yet. Same with most boys your age. Older girls like Beth and me, well, we usually have our own boyfriends that we do it with and, the way the thing works, you're only supposed to do it with that one person most of the time. Besides, most older girls would be afraid to do it with someone as young as you are. They can get into real big trouble. Tell you what, though. I know a way you can make yourself feel good and take away that funny ache, that need to do it, all by yourself. That should help you some."
A mixture of expressions crossed Clinton's face, surprise, pleasure, doubt. "Are you sure I can do it by myself? I haven't got any little hole to stick my penie into like that, and even if I did, I don't think it would bend over enough to do it when it gets all hard, you know?"
The talk, and watching the rise and fall of Shelly's jutting young tits standing straight up, pointing at the ceiling, was already causing another uprising in the boy's crotch. His mighty fuck-staff was starting to pump up again, by little twitches and jerks, until soon it was also pointing at the ceiling.
When Shelly spotted the uprising, she showed Clinton how to hold his cock and how to move his hand up and down it, sliding the smooth, loose outer skin back and forth, how to jack himself off. It didn't take him long to catch on, and it didn't take him long to shoot off again.
Then Clint went to bed.
She went downstairs to watch TV until Mr. Huntley returned home. It wasn't long, only about a half hour, because she had spent quite a lot of time upstairs with the boys, and he came home a little earlier than usual. He wasn't alone.
He entered the house with a woman. They were laughing and talking, and there was something awfully familiar about her voice. Mr. Huntley called out that he was home and Shelly could leave, now. Then the two came into the living room where she was just standing up and stretching. Mr. Huntley's date for the night was Shelly's mother!
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Shelly got home she was a mass of feelings and she couldn't sort them out. She was mad as hell and she knew she didn't have any reason to be. It was just a combination of things. After all, she shouldn't be mad. She'd just had her first genuine fuck, and it had been fantastic. So it wasn't by Mr. Huntley, the guy she really wanted to be the first. So it was his kid who fucked her. That kid had the biggest cock she'd ever seen, bigger than any of the guys she'd sucked off or jacked off. Not only that, but even though he wasn't any more experienced than she was, it had been a wonderful fuck!
So why was she so fucking mad?
She guessed it was her own mom coming in that way, right into Mr. Huntley's house with him. She wondered if they were going to fuck, now that she wasn't there any longer. Mr. Huntley fucked Beth, and now he was going to fuck her mother. How come she wasn't getting in on it? She guessed that was what was pissing her off. Mr. Huntley wasn't fucking her!
And then, to top it all off, when she walked into her bedroom, there was Beth-her nicey-nicey big sister who wouldn't even say fuck- there was Beth, naked, in bed with two boys, also naked! And one of them was Gil, her own boyfriend! That's when she really got mad. Except it didn't last long. How could it? She'd just fucked little Clinton, and she felt all nice and warm and squishy inside. Besides, looking at them on the bed was making her all hot and horny again...
Her outburst startled the trio on the bed, practically catapulting them up and onto the floor. Gil was the first one to recover his power of speech.
"Hey, Shell, don't go making a big deal out of it. You weren't here, I was horny, Beth wanted to try something, so we did, that's all. Except it was a lot of fun."
A shamefaced Beth added: "Besides, Gil wasn't really my date anyway. Ross was. It's just that all three of us got so horny, and I wanted to try something I'd read about, that we, well, we just got it on all together at the same time."
"So what was it that you tried that was so different?" Shelly asked, curious in spite of herself.
"Well, if you're worried about me fucking somebody else instead of you, I didn't really," Gil started to explain. "You see, I did but I didn't. That is, I mean, I didn't fuck Beth in the cunt. I fucked her in the ass while Ross was fucking her in the cunt."
"You didn't! You really did?" Shelly asked, astonished. "I don't believe it. Not you, Beth!"
Beth giggled and answered: "Yes, me."
Now it was Shelly's turn to giggle. "Well, maybe I wouldn't believe it, but on the other hand, maybe I would. Say Beth, did Mom tell you where she was going tonight, or who she was going with, or when she'd be back?" Shelly asked, changing the subject.
"As a matter of fact, she didn't. Not a word except that she was going out and that she'd probably be late. Did she tell you?"
"No, but I found out," Shelly answered, suddenly curious as to what Beth's reaction would be, now that she knew Mr. Huntley had fucked Beth. "She's out with Mr. Huntley tonight."
A pang of jealousy shook Beth briefly, but then she didn't have any claim on Mr. Huntley, only gratitude for his initiating her into the pleasures of sex. She shrugged.
"Hey, that's great, Shell. I like Mr. Huntley and I always thought you did, too. As a matter of fact, he even said something last night about maybe seeing Mom." Beth stopped, trying to think of exactly what Mr. Huntley had said. Then his words came back to her and she giggled. "Well I hope they're having a good time. Mom could use a little fun and relaxation."
Suddenly Shelly joined in on the giggling. "Yeah, I agree, Mom can use some fun and relaxation. Maybe she won't be quite so crabby, then." She walked over to her own bed, sat down on it, and kicked her shoes off, then stood up and began to undress. "Hey, I don't know what you guys are planning to do now, but I'm going to bed."
"Alone?" Gil asked.
"Well, not necessarily."
She continued to remove her clothes and toss - them over a neighboring chair. Gilbert walked over to her, his long, thin prick already almost up to full attention again. As he approached, she reached down and grabbed his cock with both hands, squeezed it, then began to massage it back and forth. That finished the job of stiffening the rod-like cock.
Shelly, now naked, dropped to her knees on the carpet and began to lick around and around that taut, purple cockhead, but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to be fucked again. Now that she'd discovered fucking, now that she'd actually been fucked, while cocksucking might be fun once in a while, or in addition to fucking, it sure as hell couldn't take the place of fucking! She stood up and was about ready to spread herself out on the bed and pull Gilbert down on top of her, when she remembered where his cock had just been before it was in her mouth.
"Oh yuck!" Shelly exclaimed, running for the bathroom. Gilbert trailed along behind her, puzzled, not knowing what all the fuss was about. When he got to the bathroom, he found Shelly busy gargling and washing her mouth out with some red mouthwash.
"Hey Shell, what's the matter. You never did that before when you've sucked me off. What's wrong tonight?"
"What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong. Your cock has just been up my sister's asshole! And you ask me what's wrong! Maybe you like to eat shit, but I sure as hell don't!"
The young man sighed with relief. "Oh. I understand. I thought maybe I'd done something that made you mad at me again, and I couldn't figure out what it was."
He gave his long, skinny, hard prick a no ill thorough washing, then followed Shelly back to the bedroom. Now she dropped to her knees again and started to lick the long, rigid cock rod, lapping around and around the hard but giving knob of the cockhead, then running her tongue down the little ridge on the underside until she got to his heavy ball sack. There she licked his hairy balls, then sucked in first one ball, then the other, in her hot mouth.
When she did that, Gill started to pant, he was getting so hot and horny. She withdrew her mouth from his big balls, then licked around and around the cockshaft as she moved her head back up to the tip of the cock. Now she opened her mouth wider and sucked in the cockhead, swirling her tongue around it as she did, bobbing her head forward, sucking more of the skinny prick inside her mouth.
"Hey, I thought you wanted to fuck, not suck cock," Gil protested. "If you keep this up much longer, there isn't going to be any choice! I'm going to come!"
That stopped her. She quickly popped the prick out of her mouth and stood up, flopped down on her back on the bed, and reached over to grab his rigid prick and pull him over to her.
"Okay, Gil, get your fat ass in here and start fucking, because I'm ready! More than ready, I'm horny as hell!"
He didn't need a second invitation. Gil climbed onto the bed between her widespread legs and leaned forward over her slim, sleek body, his weight on his hands and knees. Shelly reached down to seize his swinging fuck-rod with both hands and direct it to her already sopping pussy lips.
After being fucked by little Clinton's thick, heavy cock, Shelly was very pleasantly surprised to find that Gil's skinny prick felt just about as good in her tight, young cunt. Gil was tender and gentle. He knew that, even though Shelly might not be a virgin, she hadn't had much experience yet. He knew she'd never let him fuck her before.
He also knew that a lot of girls he had fucked didn't much care for his cock. It wasn't big enough around to give those with well-used, looser cunts much sensation, but it was so long that it sometimes bothered them when it fucked into the depths. Gil was also pleasantly surprised by how tight Shelly's cunt was, and by how firmly it gripped his thin prick. He was doubly considerate as he gently fucked back and forth, working more and more of his long cock into her slippery, hot, grasping cunt. This was great!
Shelly's surprise had now turned to fuck-lust. As the long thin cock fucked in and out of her tightly gripping cunt, wave after lust-fired wave of erotic joy blasted through her in almost continuous spasms of climax. Even more so than when Clinton had fucked her.
Although her mind wasn't involved much in conscious thought, the idea came to her that feelings for the guy who was fucking her maybe had something to do with how good the fuck was. Especially if the guy doing the fucking knew what he was doing and was good at it. And Gill was sure as shit good at fucking. His cock might have been skinny, Shelly thought, but he sure knew how to use it. It wasn't long before the boy's prick was fucked full length into her tight, firm cunt.
Now he began to withdraw his fucker, slowly working it back and forth but pulling it out more than he shoved it forward. He continued until just the cockhead was inside her pussy, then he began to fuck back all the way in with longer strokes, until pretty soon he was withdrawing and plunging almost the whole length of the stiff cockrod with each fuck-stroke.
That really made the thrills rocket through Shelly. She was a mass of churning, twisting desire, bucking her hips up to meet his, forcing every last fraction of an inch of his hard cock into her pussy with each fuck-stroke, squirming her hips to increase the tension and the pressure in her cunt. Her hands, which had been lying quietly at her sides, slithered up and down her torso from her taut, swollen little clit up to her full, thrusting tits .with their rock-hard nipples.
As her sexual tensions increased, so her hands moved faster but delayed longer at her clit and her nipples. Then, no longer satisfied with that, she left one hand in her groin, gently massaging her hard, bursting clit but raised her other hand to concentrate on her tits and nips. The snake-like cock was picking up speed, pistoning in and out of her cunt, stretching her cunt to its limits as it fucked full length into her.
The long, skinny cock fucked faster, sparking new waves of spasms through Shelly's pitching, fidgeting body. Her hands worked more intently, stroking and tweaking her clit and her nipples, squeezing her gorgeous tits, milking them for their broad base on her ribcage to the towering little fingers of her nipples stretching from the tips. The girl was so excited, so packed with spreading and contracting muscle fibers, that she was a squirming, shivering mass of carnal thrills ready to explode.
And now that explosion wasn't long in coming. As she had sensed it with little Clinton's thick cock, now she sensed it in Gilbert's skinny one. Somehow his cock seemed to swell and stretch, to grow longer and thicker and harder, but not all at once. His prick seemed to swell in waves that moved from the root, at the depth of its penetration, along the whole length of the prickshaft. But when it got to the round knob of the cockhead, that was when it was different!
Great gobs of thick, sticky, hot and gummy cum exploded from the tip of Gilbert's rigid cock to blast into the far depths of Shelly's sucking, gripping pussy. When the first jet of jizz splattered into her, Shelly wailed out loud.
Her hips ground upwards into Gil's, forcing her fingers to squeeze her terribly hard, hot clit, which in turn fired another blast of carnal contractions through her. Her other hand squeezed harder at the bursting tit it held, and the fingers tweaked a rigid nipple. Suddenly she withdrew both of her hands, raised them, and wrapped them around Gilbert's thick, stocky torso, pulling herself up to him, plastering herself to him, squashing her rich, full tits against his solid chest.
Shelly's hips continued to buck and grind into Gil's as if she were trying to suck his whole body into hers. As the spasms thundered through her in wave after deep, powerful wave, the girl finally short-circuited her nervous system. Her arms fell back to her sides, her body slapped back onto the bed, her hips stopped humping.
Gilbert had his hips thrust forward, forcing every bit of his cock into Shelly's hot, sucking cunt, squeezing every last drop of his hot jizz out of his balls, when she let go. His twitching had already stopped and his cock had just begun to soften and slip from the relaxing grip of her strong young pussy muscles when she dropped away from him. All of a sudden he realized that he wasn't responding, had stopped crying out.
"Shell? Shelly, are you okay?" he asked, panting, attempting to bring his breathing back to normal.
There was no answer. He looked into her face and discovered that her eyes were shut, her breathing in short, shallow, panting breaths. He could tell by the feeling of her sweat-slicked belly against his that she was clammy-cold!
"Oh, Jesus Christ," Gil groaned. "Somebody! Something's gone wrong! There's something the matter with Shelly!"
He boosted himself off of the girl and leaped out of the bed to get on his knees beside her. He took her shoulders and head in his hands and raised her up, drawing her towards him. A knot of cold fear gripped his guts. Maybe he didn't love her. He didn't really know abut love. But he sure as hell liked her a whole lot, more than any other girl he'd ever known, and he didn't want anything bad to happen to her!
Panic was just about to overtake Gil when Shelly's eyes opened, a broad, shit-eating grin on her face. "Holy shit almighty! Now I really know what the fuck all the fuss about fucking's about!"
CHAPTER NINE
Beth and Ross had watched the beginnings of Shelly and Gil's fuck, but not for long. Beth happened to notice, soon after Gil started to fuck his skinny cock into Shelby's cunt, that Ross's thick prick was starting to show renewed signs of life. Both had been lying on their backs but had partially turned on their sides to watch what was happening in the other bed. Beth observed with great pleasure that Ross's massive cock was thickening and swelling, jerking upwards in little bouncing twitches, returning to rigid fuckability.
Ross continued to stare at Shelly and Gil, but Beth bend down and began to lap at Ross's growing hard-on. She changed her position so that she could hold the mighty fuck-log with both hands, then licked at it, up from the roots, from the balls, all the way to the tip, just like she was licking a big ice cream cone. Then she began to squeeze his cock and milk it down as she lapped, squeezing out little droplets of pre-cum from the piss slit in the great, throbbing, purple head. She rolled the pre-cum around in her mouth, savoring the flavor, the slightly acrid taste, then swallowed.
The itch of horniness in her cunt was there, but just barely beginning to gain strength. She was perfectly content to lap away on her skin lollipop for the moment. She really enjoyed sucking cock, if it was the right cock and on the right person. She could get off and usually did when the gobs of jizz squirted into her mouth and throat. Now she knew it wasn't nearly as great a way to get off as a good fuck, or especially like the two on one she'd just experienced, but cocksucking was still a pleasant, comfortable way for her to enjoy sex.
As she licked and lapped away at Ross's heavy club of a cock, Beth was once again thrilled by the sensual pleasure she got from lapping on the leftover combination of Ross's cum and her own cunt cream on the cock, the unique flavor that the combination had in her mouth, and the way it affected her, almost like an aphrodisiac.
She had admired Ross Carlton from afar for more than a year, but had never had a date with him before tonight. She had never had any previous sexual contact with him, and she didn't know how horny he was or how quickly he recovered after shooting. She knew several boys who could shoot three or four, and sometimes even five times in an evening, but most lost interest pretty much after their first come. Beth wanted to deep-throat Ross's heavy cock, or at least try to. She wasn't sure but what it might be too thick to fuck into her throat, and she didn't know if he could get it up to fuck her again after she sucked him off. After all, he'd already fucked her once.
The only sounds in the room were the sloshing sounds of fucking, heavy breathing, and the little lapping noises that Beth made as she munched on her cock lollipop. Much as she wanted to keep on with what she was doing, she decided she'd rather be fucked. Reluctantly letting go of his prick, she stretched out beside Ross, then rolled up against him and hugged herself up tightly against him so hard that she squashed her full, buoyant tits almost flat against his chest.
Ross understood immediately. He got up on his hands and knees and climbed over Beth, positioning his rigid prick over her hips while she seized it and guided the enormous purple cockhead to her already heavily creaming pussy. When the cockhead nudged into her slippery fuck-slot, a wave of orgasmic contractions sliced through her, forcing a little giggling cry from her lips.
She rubbed the fat cockhead back and forth along her fuck-slit several times to make sure it was well coated with her lubricating juices. Satisfied that his prick was slippery enough, Beth raised her knees, then wrapped her legs around Ross's hip, her heels resting on his ass cheeks, and squeezed. With the first pressure of her feet against his ass, Ross began to fuck his heavy cock into her slippery, hot fuck-hole, working it in an inch at a time, then withdrawing, then fucking in just a little bit deeper. Before long he was fucking the full seven inches of his thick, heavy cock all the way into her tight, grasping pussy.
It was mildly surprising to Beth to discover that her sensations, her erotic feelings were not significantly less now that just Ross was fucking her and she wasn't also getting fucked in the asshole. As the powerful cock fucked in and out of her horny, hot, eager cunt, little thoughts kept drifting through her mind, thoughts that didn't in any way reduce her enjoyment. As a matter of fact, they were even making the whole fuck more pleasurable.
Most of those little thoughts had to do with what had happened to her in just two days. She'd had her very first real fuck, plus a bunch more of them. She'd been fucked while sucking a cock. She'd been fucked in the ass and the cunt, both at the same time. The one thing left-and she decided that she wanted to experience it too, as soon as she could arrange it-was to be fucked in all three places at once!
When that idea came to her, it fired off another round of deeper, stronger climaxes. Her strong pussy muscles clamped down on Ross's monster prick, doubling the. intensity of the fucking pleasure both for him and for her. Little shivers swept through Beth's body. Her stretched and swollen nipples felt like they were on fire with sexual heat. She felt what seemed like a starburst of carnal lightning in her hard little clit. Now she was more into her sensations and the conscious thoughts drifted away as she became a purely sexual being, throbbing with desire as the mighty prick surged in and out of her hungry fuck-tunnel. All the soreness and stiffness of the morning had disappeared.
Beth was now meeting the downward strokes of Ross's hips with matching upward strokes of her own, slapping her groin into his, forcing every bit of his thick, hard cock into her cunt with each fucking beat. Both youngsters were now so deep into their own self-gratification that it was almost like a contest to see who could make the other come first.
Unlike the gentle, caring fuck that Gilbert and Shelly were having, Beth and Ross were fucking roughly. It was odd. Neither was a violent person. They were both usually far more tender than their neighbors in the other bed, and they had been tender with each other during the earlier fuck. There was something at the moment so demanding that all gentleness and tenderness had been forgotten for now. Somehow, completely opposite from her normal character, Beth had an immediate need for pain. Not extreme pain, but slightly punishing pain. Her hips continued to buck upwards, ramming into Ross's groin.
While her hips were slamming into his, her hands were punishingly busy at her thrusting, bursting tits, squeezing them, mauling them in a manner that was almost but not quite painful. As she thrust her hips up to meet his downward fuck-strokes, she milked her tits upward, twisting and pinching the inflamed, rigid nipples at the end of each fuck-stroke. Her nipples, her tits, her whole body and being were on fire with fuck-lust. Her clit was nearly bursting, it was so swollen.
Shelly and Gilbert had finished their own fuck and were now watching the pair on the other bed in open amazement. They were shocked at the violence of the fuck taking place between Ross and Beth. Shelly was doubly shocked because she had never seen Beth that way before.
A demon of desire had taken over in Beth's gripping, steaming cunt, a demon that demanded the greatest satisfaction. Something she'd never felt before seemed to possess her. Normally a gentle girl, she didn't know where this need for brutal fucking came from.
Perhaps a part of it was because she needed to come but needed Ross's jizz pumping into her before she could get off. And Ross, although he had no difficulty getting another hard-on, wasn't doing so well with another come. As a result, his frustration forced him to fuck harder, and his harder fucking made Beth answer with harder fucking, too.
It couldn't last forever. Now it was becoming a question of whether the two fine-looking young people would be able to come before they pooped out from pure exhaustion. Both were sweating. They were grunting and moaning and panting and gasping for breath as they continued to ram their groins together in hard, deep, rapid fuck-strokes.
Suddenly and completely unexpectedly, Ross felt his balls draw up and the hot jizz start shooting the length of his thick prick, to burst out of the slit in the tip and squirt into Beth's willing, waiting cunt.
At the first burst of gummy cum splattering into her pussy, Beth was so relieved that she yelled out loud. Her answering spasms began. Her cunt muscles clamped down on the heavy cock, squeezing it, forcing the last drop of jism out of the fat knob of the cockhead.
Deep, shuddering quakes rocked through Beth's sleek, slim, sweat-soaked body, until she was vibrating all over like a piano string. Her bursting nipples and tits were fiery red and burning, both from the punishment she'd given them with her own hands and from the sexual heat coming from inside her. She was sure her badly swollen clit was going to explode. She hoped it would burst, blowing her up in a blaze of sexual ecstasy!
The tight pressure from Beth's powerful cunt muscles practically squirted Ross's rapidly shriveling cock out of her slime-coated pussy. He flopped down on the bed beside her, gasping for breath, completely bushed.
Beth hardly felt the big cock slide from her cunt. She was still being rocked and shaken by the waves of orgasmic contractions blasting through her guts and down her thighs. Gradually the depth and power of her climaxes diminished. Her face and shoulders, her tits and torso were a flaming red, soaked in sweat. She was exhausted and sore and stiff, but deeply, thoroughly satiated.
"Oh god, Ross," she groaned as her spasms died away and normal breathing returned. "That was really something else. I don't know if I could take a fuck like that very often. But for this time it was wonderful, marvelous, absolutely tremendously fantastic!
He replied with a weak chuckle: "I kind of liked it myself but, as you said, I don't think I could take it every often. Not like that. Christ, I'll be sore for a week." He looked over at the astonished couple in the other bed. "It's a damned good thing we don't have football practice tomorrow, Gil. I won't be good for shit tomorrow."
CHAPTER TEN
It was a good fucking night for the ladies of the Morgan family. Alberta Morgan, the girls' mother, was finally getting hers in Del Huntley's bed.
Until the death of her husband a little over three years before, Bert Morgan had been very active sexually. She and her husband fucked almost daily, and sometimes more than once in a night. Bert had been badly frustrated since the untimely death of her spouse, and her only sexual activity had been occasional finger-fucking when her need became overwhelming. Although she was a young and exceptionally attractive woman, she hadn't dated in those barren years.
When Del Huntley had called her up and asked her out this morning, it was like a bolt from the blue. She'd known Del for years. The two couples, back when they were two couples, had sometimes gone out together or played bridge together. Del and Mr. Morgan were hunting buddies in the season. But, until Del called, Bert had hardly seen or spoken to the man since her husband died.
Actually it was Beth's little slip about seeing her mom's tits and nipples that got Del thinking about Mrs. Morgan. He'd always admired Bert Morgan. She was nearly as lovely as his ex-wife Wanda, and she had the best body in the whole damned town.
Just thinking about Bert gave Del an enormous hard-on. Christ, he thought, why haven't I called her before? We know each other. Shit, we're friends, or at least we used to be. I've always liked her and, although I don't think I've admitted it even to myself before, I guess I've probably always had a powerful yen to fuck her.
As those thoughts went through his mind, Del made the decision that morning and called Bert at work. Surprisingly, she accepted immediately. She even surprised herself, but during the morning she finally concluded that the reason was that she was terribly horny and that, even before Darwin, her late husband, died, she'd had an occasional fantasy of being fucked by Del Huntley. She had most definitely noticed the colossal cock-bulge in his pants a couple of times, usually when he'd been staring at her when he thought she wasn't looking.
Several of her friends at work asked her to have lunch with them, but she turned them down and ate alone at her desk. What she wanted to think about was what she wanted to do when Del picked her up.
The more she thought about it, the hotter and hornier she got. Finally when she knew she had to start concentrating on her work or she'd be there until midnight, she decided to hell with it, she'd play it by ear. She'd told Del to pick her up at the house at 7:30. She didn't know why, but she felt tremendously relieved that neither of the girls would be home when he arrived She didn't know why she wasn't telling them that she had a date and who it was with, either. She found her own behavior very strange.
Del took her to a good restaurant, an old favorite from their couples days. After a delicious dinner, they went to another favorite spot and had a few drinks and danced for an hour or so. The last dance before they left the place was an old number, slow and romantic, and they danced cheek to cheek. Because the place was warm and informal, Del had left his sport coat and tie in the car. He could distinctly feel her exceptionally large nipples stiffen to unusual hardness as they poked into his chest through the layers of thin summer fabric.
Bert could feel his reaction equally distinct. Dancing groin to groin as they were, it felt to her like he had a policeman's night stick shoved down one of his pants legs. The feeling of that enormous, hot, stiff cock against her pussy and leg was getting her so hot she was afraid she'd start to fuck him right there on the dance floor.
"Del? Jesus, Del-I'm so hot I'm about to come right here! I can feel the cunt juices trickling down my leg, all hot and sticky. Let's get the fuck out of here and go somewhere where we can fuck and fuck and fuck. Jesus, I haven't had a cock in me since Darwin died, and, boy, do I ever need one!"
Although it was exactly what he had been planning and hoping for, Del was taken completely by surprise when such talk came from Bert. His surprise didn't last long, though. He took her by the hand and walked her out in front of him. He had a hard-on and didn't want to make a public display of it. He stopped at the bar long enough to pay their tab, then went out to the car. Unfortunately the parking lot was too bright and too busy to do anything there. Several different plans ran though his mind, but he decided the hell with them.
"Bert," he announced, starting the car, "let's go up to my place. The boys'll be in bed and I'll send Shelly home when we get there. I've got a huge tub with a whirlpool and ail that j crap, thanks to Wanda, and an enormous king-size bed with a good, firm mattress. Everything we'd find in the finest sex motel, and that would be expensive. And unfortunately I'm not real long on cash right now."
"I don't know, Del. I haven't told the girls I'm seeing you tonight. I don't know if I want Shelly to see us."
"She doesn't have to. You can stay in the car, or go through the kitchen straight upstairs, or whatever, until she leaves. Besides, I don't see what difference it makes if she knows you're out with me."
"I don't understand it either, Del. I mean, I'm old enough to go out without a chaperone. Hell, I'm their mother and they weren't exactly virgin births! I don't know, I guess maybe I'm feeling a little guilty, a little disloyal, you know?"
"Hell, Bert, I guess I understand. Not that it makes any sense. Darwin's been gone for what, three years? And Wanda's been gone over a year. We're entitled to a little fun, too. There's no law that says only the kids can have a good time. And if you think they don't know about sex, you're in for a big surprise. I'd guess that both Beth and Shelly have lost their cherries by now, and it wouldn't surprise me if they were fucking pretty regularly."
"What a terrible thing to say!" she exclaimed, disgusted.
Then she fell silent, thinking about her beautiful daughters, and remembering the dirty books and the sex toys she'd seen accidentally when putting some of Shelly's clothes away. She pictured both girls in her mind, the way they looked and walked, the way they preened when talking to boys, and reluctantly decided that Del was probably right.
"I'm sorry for flying off the handle like that, Del. I hate to admit it, but you're probably right."
"Is it okay then if we go to my house?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Whatever. But damn it, Del, let's get going. I'm really hot and horny! Jesus, I haven't felt like this for years!"
They didn't talk much on the way to the Huntley house. When they got there, Shelly was in the living room. She'd apparently been watching television, but heard them come in, because she was standing. When she saw her mother, her face kind of froze, but she didn't say anything. Her mother stayed at Huntley's while Mr. Huntley drove Shelly home. Shelly didn't say a word, not even good night when she left the car.
When Del got back, he said, "I don't know what's wrong with Shelly tonight. I know it isn't my place to say it, but she's usually fairly talkative in a snotty sort of way. I mean, she acts like a real spoiled brat a lot of the time. But tonight she didn't say a word to me, not even thank you when I paid her, and she was kind of flushed. Do you know what her problem is?"
Bert gave him a small, understanding smile. "I think she's part angry and part jealous. Both of my girls have had powerful crushes on you, Del, practically since they went through puberty. Now, to see you out with their mother-especially without forewarning-well, that can be difficult to handle. Don't worry about it."
In spite of the time it took to drive Shelly home, the swelling in Del's crotch hadn't gone down any. If anything, Bert decided, his cock-bulge was bigger than ever. She wondered if maybe the girls turned him on as much as he did them. She chuckled a little to herself. She couldn't blame the girls. He was sure turning her on, and they hadn't even done anything yet.
"Let me see that fancy bathtub of yours," Bert said. "Maybe we can try it out."
Del took her by the hand and led her up the stairs. He quietly checked the sleeping boys, then took her into his bedroom, and closed and locked the door. Tonight he didn't want to be interrupted by having Clint or Lennie walk in on him when he was in the middle of fucking their babysitter's mother. He also didn't want them talking to her about what Clint and he had been doing with the babysitter!
By the time Del had finished locking the door and turned around to face her, Bert was almost naked. She had kicked off her shoes, swept her dress over her head, peeled off her pantyhose, and was in the process of unsnapping her bra when he turned to her.
"Want me to help you with that?" he asked. "That's one item of clothing your daughters won't bother with."
"Is it that obvious?"
"Yeah, most of the time. A dirty old man like me notices things like that, you know. Both girls have impressive nipples that show pretty clearly through the thin tee shirts or blouses they usually wear."
Del was behind Bert now, but before he unsnapped her bra, he nestled his groin into the firm, high-riding cheeks of her ass and put his arms around her, then cupped her swelling tits in his hands. Next he worked his fingers into the firm flesh under the fabric of the heavy bra cups. Bert wore a D-cup size, and the cups barely contained her big, lush tits.
"Hey, I don't mind you playing with my tits, Del. Actually I like it, but take the damned bra off me first. It hurts when you do it this way. I've got tender breasts and they bruise easily."
Del dropped his hands, then unsnapped and removed the big bra and tossed it on the chair over the rest of her clothes. Now Bert was completely naked. Del stood back a couple of steps to drink in the fantastic figure before him. Yes, he decided, Beth had been right. The mother most definitely had the biggest tits, and by quite a bit. But big as they were, they still looked very, very good. They didn't ride quite as high as Beth's, but they had that mature lush, sexy look, that sort of a ski-jump slope to the magnificent nipples, with a deeply rounded curve below, from the nipples to the ribcage.
Just gazing at those awe-inspiring tits was making his cock swell so it felt like it would split wide open. Bert was now starting to get impatient. And the throbbing, dripping hard-on in Del's pants was making her as horny as he was. She dropped to her knees in front of him, swiftly opened his belt and unzipped his fly, then pulled his pants and shorts together down to his ankles. His monumental fucker leaped free and whacked her on the cheek.
"God Almighty!" Bert sighed. "Now that is truly some cock!"
Leaving the rest of the undressing to Del, Bert seized the monster cock in both hands and held it to her cheek, then licked around and around the smooth, pulsing purple cockhead. Pre-cum was already oozing from the little piss slit. She quickly began to lick it up, then probed into the slit with the point of her tongue for more.
"Jesus Christ, Bert!" Del groaned. "Ease off if you want to fuck, else I'm liable to come in your face any second."
She looked up at him with a broad grin.
"Okay. We don't want that now, do we? I don't think I want to screw around with the whirlpool bath just now, either. Come on-let's fuck!"
She marched to the bed and stripped the covers back with a sweep of her arm, then climbed onto it and turned to Del. He finished undressing and joined her.
"I think," she said, "that I'd like to have you lie down and let me get on top. That way I can lean forward and you can play with my tits. I really do like to have the man gently squeeze my tits and suck my nipples when I fuck. Okay?"
"Okay!"
Del sprawled out on the bed face up, his monster cock sticking out of his groin like some kind of great pipe. Bert was creaming so heavily she didn't have any worries at all about getting the tremendous cock into her cunt. As soon as he was ready, she straddled his hips and bent her knees until the thick, sopping mat of her honey-colored pussy fur touched the tip of his prickhead. Without touching his cock with her hands, she sort of squirmed around, opening up her cunt lips and practically sucking the fat shiny cockhead between them. She wanted to ram his fucker all the way inside her in one quick pump, but because it had been so long since she'd had a cock in her cunt, she was afraid to do it that fast.
Instead she squatted down gradually in kind of a bouncing motion, working the enormous cock into her demanding cunt inch by inch until soon it was buried to the balls in her mature but still firm, tight fuck-tunnel. Although it had been entirely for her own satisfaction since Darwin died, Bert had been proud of the care she'd taken of herself, of the exercises she'd done to keep her cunt muscles firm and strong, to keep her tits high and tight. Now it looked like her efforts were worthwhile for other reasons. Del was obviously pleased with the feeling!
"God, Bert," he sighed, "you look and feel like a girl of twenty! You're fantastic!"
Now, with her crotch hair tangled in his, she changed her position so she was on her knees, then leaned forward, dangling her heavy tits almost in Del's face. As she began to pump up and down on his cock, he first buried his face between those big, firm tits then, using both hands to guide one of the succulent tits to his mouth, he swirled his tongue around and around one swollen, puffed-out areola, then the nipple. Then he wrapped his lips around the straining, stretching, enormous nip and lightly bit down on it.
That brought a little squeal of joy from Bert. She redoubled her efforts, grasping the mighty cock more strongly with her pussy muscles, moving her ass up and down in longer, faster fuck-strokes. As Del worked on first one of her tits, then the other, orgasmic spasms began to swell and shoot through Bert's lush, tantalizing body. Del was now arching his hips upward as hers descended, plunging his giant prick to the hilt in her sucking fuck-hole, then withdrawing it until only the tip of the cockhead was still between her soaking cunt lips. Then they repeated this, time after time, fucking faster and faster.
As the huge cock fucked in and out of her eager pussy, deeper and stronger climaxes flashed through Bert's full mature, incredibly sexy body. It had been a long time, but like riding a bicycle, she decided, one couldn't forget how to fuck.
Her orgasms grew in strength and frequency, each one causing another clenching of her taut cunt muscles, increasing the sensations for Del until soon he was ready.
"Bert!" he gasped. "Bert, I can't hold back much longer! I'm about to come!"
"Good! I want you to! I need you to! I need your hot jizz spurting up into my guts! I need to feel that hot goo pumping into me! Fuck me, Del, fuck me! Come inside my pussy! Do it, do it now!"
She could feel his cock swell and throb as the thick, hot jism surged up it from his balls to the cocktip, to spurt out into the far reaches of her cunt, releasing her final powerful orgasm. Sexual lightning flashed through her, bolting from her bursting nips to her taut, swollen clit, surging through her guts and down her thighs, exploding in her brain as every muscle, every fiber was swept by waves of rhythmic spasms.
She wrapped her arms around her torso and hugged herself in time to the contractions, squeezing her tits up until she could suck her own nipples. She ground her cunt on Del's prick, squirming and twisting to get the maximum sensation out of her enormous orgasm. Sweat broke out on her tits and chest and face and neck and belly. A deep, rash-like flush wash over the top of her torso. She squealed out loud in sheer orgasmic ecstasy.
Then it was over. An occasional twitch, a lightly jerking muscle, then calm. Her breathing gradually returned to normal.
"God, Del!" she gasped. "God, I'd almost forgotten how really fantastic a good fuck can make me feel!"
He smiled a deeply satisfied smile at her and said: "Me too. Not that I've been exactly celibate for the last year, but God, Bert, it's been nothing tike this." He stopped short as memories flashed through his mind. "Come to think of it, I don't remember it ever being this good with anybody, not even with Wanda!" And not even with your daughter Beth, who was incredible, he thought to himself.
Bert raised herself up, letting the softening cock slide slowly from her sticky, cum-sloppy pussy lips. Then she put her hand to her cunt so she wouldn't drip fuck-juices all over the bed and carpeting when she got out of bed to go to the bathroom.
"I think I'm about ready for the whirlpool bath now, Del," she said.
While they sat in the relaxing comfort of the warm, swirling water, they talked about a lot of things. After they had discussed their lives for the better part of an hour, Del made a suggestion.
"I don't mean for today or right away, Bert, but maybe it'd be a good idea to consider our two families getting together. We could save a lot of money in just the one house and the larger meals. Naturally we'd have to talk to our kids about the idea, and I wouldn't want to do it unless they were willing, but as good as we are together, I think it's a fantastic idea. I'm sorry, I'd like to say that you could just keep house, that you wouldn't have to work at an outside job, but I'm afraid that'd be impossible until I get caught up with all the debts Wanda left me with. Her father has offered to help me, but I just can't take his money. It isn't his fault she walked out that way, and it is my fault that I let her get away with spending so damned much."
Bert was silent for several minutes, thinking.
"I don't know, Del," she finally answered. "If we move in with you, I'd hate to give my house up in case it doesn't work. And I don't know how the kids would feel about us living together. I know there's a lot of that going on these days, but still... "
"Jesus Christ, Alberta! I'm not talking about living together, I'm talking about getting married," Del blurted out.
Bert's face went completely blank, white, as she realized that he was proposing. When she regained her speech, she murmured: "Thank you, Del, thank you. That's the nicest thing I've heard in years. But I don't know. I can't say yes until I find out how the girls feel about it, and how your boys feel about it. Except I do think it would be a good idea-if they all agree-to just live together for a while to see if we really are compatible, other than in bed. Sometimes things that looked good on the surface don't work out for shit."
"Don't I know it," he chuckled. "Look at Wanda and me. It was great while it lasted, but there was no way it could last much longer than it did, the kids notwithstanding."
Del was silent, and a worried look slowly crept across his face. Bert watched him, and when he didn't say anything she asked: "What's the matter, Del? I didn't mean to insult you or outrage you or anything like that."
He shook his head and finally decided that, because he was sure it had to come out sooner or later, he'd better tell her everything now-even though it probably meant the end of their relationship before it had ever really begun.
"It's not you, Bert. I'm the one who's the insult, who has done the outrageous. I don't know. After you hear what I have to say, you may want to kill me or have me put in jail or something. But I have to tell you, even if it means you never speak to me again."
Bert looked shocked and a little frightened.
Del began to slowly explain what he had discovered when he got home the night before, and what had happened after that. Initially Bert drew back, but as he went on she realized that it certainly wasn't entirely his fault. Remembering Beth and her tremendous crush on him, and thinking back over his consideration of her tonight, she decided that it was probably very lucky that Del had been the one to take Beth's virginity.
"Del, my initial reaction was probably that of any mother when she finds her daughter is no longer a virgin. I was angry and hurt. But the more I think about it, the more I believe Beth was a lucky girl to have you for her first. And by the way, I'm sure Shelly feels the same way about you. I'm just not sure if I can handle living with a man who is fucking me and my daughters. That doesn't mean I don't like you, or that I couldn't grow to love you. It just means I don't know. I'll have to think about it for awhile. As to little Clinton and Beth, well, that had to be Beth's idea. Maybe I should be upset about it, but I find it kind of sweet, and more than just a little bit of a turn-on. Let's just leave things the way they are for right now, okay?"
Del looked pleased and relieved. "Okay. And thank you for being so understanding, Bert. Your girls sure have a wonderful mother! Now, I guess we'd better get out of this thing before we turn into wrinkled prunes, and I'd better get you home."
She gave him a mischievous smile. "Now that's not nice, trying to get rid of me already. I thought I was invited for the night."
He actually blushed, stammered a few unintelligible words, and eventually blurted out: "I'm sorry, Bert. I hadn't even thought of that, you know, what with the boys here and all."
She thought about that a moment and decided he was right. "Maybe after you have a chance to talk to them, and I have a chance to talk to the girls. Maybe then we can give it a trial for a few days or a week. Okay? That should give me some time to work my own feelings out in my mind, too."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The four fucked-out kids had all fallen asleep with the lights still on. When Alberta Morgan got home, she was puzzled to find the TV and the lights on in the living room, and lights on in the kitchen, but nobody in either place. She was about to call out when she realized that the girls might have fallen asleep unintentionally and forgotten to turn things off.
She took her shoes off and softly climbed the stairs to discover the lights on in her daughters' room. It took her a moment to sort out the two piles of flesh on the two beds and figure out what the situation was. When she did, her immediate reaction was to yell and shout and raise all kinds of hell with the four kids. Luckily she didn't. After that first shock, a small smile drifted across her lips. After all, they were just doing what she'd been doing, and so to their youth, well, Bert had been into fucking in a serious way when she was a kid.
Bert tiptoed in, covered the naked bodies, turned out the lights, and went to her own room.
In the morning Beth was the first of the four to awaken. She opened her eyes and started to crawl out of bed, only to make several discoveries. She hurt! Se hurt all over. Every muscle felt stiff as a board. Her cunt and her tits were raw and painful. Her pussy was sore and felt badly bruised. Then the memory of last night, and her last fuck, came back to her. She groaned and again started to get out of bed, only to discover something warm and hard poking her in the thigh, and a big, strong arm across her waist.
"Oh, my God!" she sighed out loud as she snapped her head around to see Ross sound asleep beside her. "What's Mom going to say?"
Then she saw that Gil was still in bed with Shelly, and they were both sound asleep, too.
Ross mumbled in his sleep as she removed his arm from her and slid painfully out of the bed. Naked, she wandered out into the hall to head for the bathroom. Not knowing what time it was, Beth peeked into her mother's room to see if she was still in bed. The bed was empty, but it had been slept in!
"Oh, God!" Beth groaned again. "That means she knows. I wonder why she didn't kick the boys out and give us hell?"
She shrugged her shoulders, which gave a nice, jiggling, swaying motion to her beautiful big tits. This soon after getting up, reasoning was too much for her. She went on into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, stared at her pretty face in the mirror for a couple of minutes, and finally snapped partially out of her trance and took her shower. After toweling down, she felt much better and even a little more alert.
When Beth returned to her room she found nothing had changed. The other three were still sound asleep. After putting on shorts, a skimpy tank top, and sandals, she went downstairs to make breakfast for herself and the rest of the group in the bedroom. There was a note on the kitchen table from her mother that said to call her at work.
She was just about to pick up the phone for the call when Shelly wandered in, bleary eyed, wearing a beat-up old bathrobe. Beth handed her the note without comment.
"Oh, fuck!" Shelly groaned. "Now the shit's really going to hit the fan!"
"It kind of looks that way," Beth muttered, and made the call.
She was surprised at the pleasant tone of voice her mother used after Beth identified herself, and even more surprised when she didn't get a royal ass-chewing. After her mother told her the reason for the message, though, Beth was worried.
"What was that all about?" Shelly asked.
"I have no idea. No, I guess that's not right. I have an idea, and maybe it means we're in really big trouble, but I don't know. The whole thing is kind of weird."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Shell, she didn't sound mean or mad on the phone, she sounded just like ordinary, you know? She didn't give me hell or anything!"
"What did she do, then? Why do you think we're in big trouble?"
"In the first place, there's no way she could have missed the fact that you and I were naked, in bed with naked boys, last night. Besides, she said she was home and she even asked if you and the boys were up yet."
"Oh god!"
"Yeah. But the weird thing, other than her not sounding mad at us, was the message. She said she's going out with Mr. Huntley again tonight, that they'll be pretty late, like one or two in the morning. And that both you and me are supposed to baby-sit with Lennie and Clinton, and that she and Mr. Huntley want to talk to us when they get back, so we should plan to either stay up real late or stay over at the Huntley house. She also said that, whichever we decide to do, we can ask the boys to join us!"
"Now that really is weird, Beth," Shelly sighed, a disbelieving look on her lovely face. "Are you sure that's what she said?"
"Almost word for word."
Shelly pitched in to help while Beth cooked breakfast. By the time the bacon and eggs were in the warming oven and the bread was in the toaster, Gil and Ross came staggering down to the kitchen, dressed and washed and combed but not very wide awake yet.
"Why didn't you wake us up?" Gil grumbled. "What would have happened if your mother saw us here?"
Beth explained about the message and the telephone call.
"Jesus, I guess maybe that's more an order than a suggestion," Ross moaned. "I guess that means we'd better be at Huntleys' with you tonight!"
"I guess you'd better," Shelly agreed. "I don't know what it's all about, but it sounds to me like we're in some kind of real deep shit, you know?"
It was a working day for Beth. She had to be at the restaurant by noon, but she'd be off at eight. They all agreed to meet at Huntleys' at eight.
The boys were already there when Beth arrived a little before eight-thirty. Of course Shelly had been there since seven, since she had to sit with the young boys when Mr. Huntley left to pick up her mother. Ross asked Beth why she didn't want him to give her a ride over, but she just said she needed the exercise and wanted to think.
Ross and Gil played softball with Lennie and Clinton until it was time for the small boys to take their baths and go to bed. As usual they complained about the bath, but they took it. Beth helped Shelly with them while Ross and Gil remained downstairs. Clinton kind of hinted that he wanted either Shelly or Beth to do what they'd done before, but they told him no way, and that he wasn't supposed to mention it anymore unless one of the girls brought it up first. He didn't like it much, but when Shelly said she'd tan his ass good if he didn't do what he was told, he promised he'd be good. Both of the boys were asleep by half past ten.
That meant it would be two hours or more before Mr. Huntley and Mrs. Morgan got back.
All four of the young people got restless. Not surprisingly, it was Shelly who made the suggestion that they lock up downstairs and go up to Mr. Huntley's big bathroom with the whirlpool tub and fancy shower, and the deep carpeting. She didn't say why, but she didn't have to. They fooled around in the whirlpool bath for a while, but both couples quickly found out that there were problems trying to fuck in the water. The water washed away all the natural lubricants, and that made everything raspy and blinding.
Beth suggested they dry off, then take the covers off of the big bed in Mr. Huntley's bedroom and all get on that. All four of the kids were now so horny they could hardly stand it.
Because both Beth and Shelly had a real need to be fucked, the boys, who had other thoughts in mind, agreed to do that first. Then, if all went well, the girls said they'd do whatever the boys wanted for the second round. Shelly thought it would be neat if the girls got on top of the boys, and that the guys arrange themselves so the girls would be almost face to face. That way Shelly and Beth could kiss each other and lick each others' tits and that kind of thing while they were fucking. The boys thought that sounded like a great idea.
There sure as hell wasn't any need for further foreplay. The boys were on their backs, head to toe, with their enormous cocks reaching for the roof, hard as steel posts, throbbing with the need to be fucked. Both girls were creaming so heavily it was oozing out of their swollen pussy lips and dripping down their thighs. The sisters mounted their respective dates and swiftly settled themselves down on the rigid fuck-rods, Beth on Ross's thick, heavy cock and Shelly on Gil's extra-long, skinny cock.
It took the quartet a few minutes to work the mechanics of the situation out to everyone's satisfaction. Once they got it figured out, though, it was a thrill for everyone. Beth, fucking up and down on Ross's huge, thick prick squealed with carnal joy as the monster cock spread her cunt walls and she sank down on it until her clit was rubbing in to his crotch hair. With that huge, fat cock inside her pussy, her eyes on Gil's tremendously long, thin cock fucking in and out of her gorgeous sister, and her sister licking and sucking away at her sensitive tits all at the same time, Beth found herself coming and coming, time after time, harder and faster.
It was equally good for Shelly. Getting herself fucked by Gil's long, thin cock which was stretching the length of her cunt in such a delicious way. Doing that while playing with Beth's gorgeous tits was a real turn-on, and Shelly could also feel herself start to spasm in a growing, increasing series of climaxes.
The boys-having two beautiful girls fucking up and down their cocks with their tight, hot young cunts while they played with each others' tits-found it difficult to restrain their own orgasms. The feelings and the sights were so intensely stimulating that they knew they couldn't keep it up for long.
Not that it mattered. The girls were ready. When Beth felt Ross's hot jizz spurting into her fuck-hole, she squealed with delight. Her contractions blasted through her and she hugged Shelly tightly to her tits, just as Shelly began her own massive orgasm when Gil's prick spouted his cum deep into her pussy.
The squeals of the well-fucked girls woke little Clinton up and he came into the big bedroom, rubbing his eyes. When he saw what was going on, he demanded to have his own huge hard-on taken care of.
That was when Beth decided it was the perfect time for her to have her first three-way fuck, if Shelly and the boys would agree to it. It was okay with Shelly, since she didn't feel like fucking again right away. The boys had their doubts. First, they didn't believe little Clinton would be able to, until he showed them his colossal cock. Second, they weren't sure they could get their cocks up again so soon. Shelly and Beth proved them wrong.
They set up things the same way they'd done it when Beth got fucked in the cunt and ass, except little Clinton had to kneel over Ross's head with his super cock in Beth's face.
After the fucking got going, Shelly began to feel left out, so she crawled beside the sweating, fucking foursome and played with Beth's tits. To Beth, the sensations-being fucked in the mouth, asshole, and cunt while Shelly sucked her tits-were so strong that she was violently shaken by almost continuous waves of deep, powerful orgasmic spasms.
It was that pile of sweating, fucking, gorgeous youngsters that greeted Del Huntley and Alberta Morgan when they walked into Del's bedroom! At first outraged, both adults were about to shout at the kids and raise holy hell with them. Something restrained their outbursts, though. And as they watched the beautiful and handsome kids fucking away like there was no tomorrow, they found themselves getting tremendously sexed up. Del finally had to drop his pants to let his aching, straining hard-on free. Bert was creaming so heavily it was running down her inner thighs. They turned to each other, practically ripped their clothes off, and piled onto the bed with the kids!
Shelly backed out from under Beth's tits to see what was going on. Her mother was already climbing onto Mr. Huntley's titanic prick. He saw her watching and told her to sit on his face and he'd eat her cunt for her.
Beth-her ass full of hot cock, her cunt full of hot cock, and her mouth of hot cock-turned her head to see what the other disturbance was on the bed. The sight at first frightened her, but when she saw what her mother and Shelly and Mr. Huntley were doing, her last thought before completely losing herself in erotic sensuality was that it was really lucky that she had substituted for Shelly the Other night. If she hadn't gotten all this started, even if it was kind of by accident, they wouldn't all be having such a fantastic fuck now!
