Nympho sisters next door

A healthy family unit is the basis of the American way of life. Years ago, a person's extended family played a big part in his life. Uncles, aunts, and grandparents often lived in the room and took on an advisory or supportive unit. We seem to be moving away from this type of situation today.

It is rare to see family members help each other anymore. Jealousy and competition among brothers and sisters are common today. Rather than having loving relationships, family members often develop animosity toward other family members.

The Parsons family is one of those rare families who are willing to help each other out.

NYMPHO SISTERS NEXT DOOR reveals how one family remains close-knit and the experiences they have.

Chapter ONE

Chloe Parsons thought she had fucking died and gone straight to heaven! She fluffed her hair, watching her reflection in the microwave door glass, and she went out the kitchen door into the backyard. Ha tits heaved provocatively, and the nipples wade pointy erections in the front of her T-shirt.

"Hi," she said. "You must be new in the neighborhood!"

The boy who was standing on the back porch of the house next door just smiled. His teeth were dazzling. Chloe felt her cunt beginning to drip pussy juice into her panties.

"Friendly neighborhood," the boy replied. He was older than he looked, too, Chloe thought. Eighteen.

Oh, Christ, he was so fucking gorgeous! She leaned against the fence, tantalizing her nipples by rubbing them sideways in slow motion against the fence. He came down off the porch, moving toward her in a limber, sexy walk.

He was five-nine, but he looked much bigger -- slim-built, and giving the impression of size, with a head full of dark curly hair and a gorgeous tan. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and the silky fine hairs on his chest glistened in the sunlight. His brown eyes seemed to smolder, and he was giving Chloe the once-over. Even better, he was obviously liking what he saw.

She straightened up, pushing her tits outward -- just enough to emphasize the sweet round cupcakes of her tits and their pointy erect tips. She stroked her hair, fluffing it again, and she opened her blue eyes widely, batting them with what she hoped was an irresistibly seductive come-on.

He came on.

"My name's Dwayne."

Dwayne had always seemed like a really nerdy name to Chloe, but looking up at him, across the fence, she changed her mind fast.

"I'm staying here this summer, with my aunt," he added, resting his hand atop the fence.

Chloe looked down at his fingers, imagining them curve around the swelling apple of her tit. "Oh you're Joanna's nephew, then?"

Chloe didn't know Joanna Murphy all that well. The lady next door worked with Chloe's mom, sure, but Chloe had never felt any need to make friends with her. But if their neighbor was the aunt to such a fucking hunk as Dwayne, then it was incumbent on Chloe to get much better acquainted!

Dwayne nodded. "Yeah, the old home town got too hot for me, so I'm banished up here for a while. Aunt Jo got me a job, and I'm just hanging around till I start work, you know?"

Chloe glanced down at the front of his pants. His faded, stone washed denim clung boldly to the shape of his prick, outlining it in breathtaking clarity. Chloe felt her knees grow wobbly. She had never felt so much in need of a good hard fucking as she did right now, eating Dwayne up with her eyes.

"Well," she said, her throat dry with nervousness, "why don't you let me buy you a drink, since you're new in the neighborhood? I was just getting a Coke, and I know there's another in the fridge. Bet you're thirsty, on such a hot day."

"Yeah, I am kinda thirsty..."

His hand moved lightly onto Chloe's. She looked up into his eyes and she felt as if she were melting from the heat.

He dipped his tongue in and out of Chloe's cunt. She leaned back, lifting her pussy to his face while she clutched at her stiff-nippled tits. He put one hand on her chest, gripping her tit possessively. He squeezed, sending pulsations of ecstasy through the girl.

Nobody had ever licked Chloe's cunt before, though it was something she had dreamed about, and all her Goddamn dreams were coming true right now, for sure! Again and again his tongue played with her stiffened clit, the wiggly lips of her dripping cunt. The teenager's pussy oozed cum juice!

She looked down in ecstasy, watching him, as Dwayne concentrated on his work. He had her pussy-flaps spread, and his tongue licked in and out of the open pink trench. He screwed it into the gaping hole of her cunt, pushing deep, and she moaned and squirmed and whimpered, pissing pussy goo into his exploring tongue.

"Oh, eat me!" she gasped. "Eat my fucking pussy!"

He moved his lips along her upper thigh, taking a momentary break from her cunt. She hadn't shaved her legs in a week, and there was a fine soft stubble on her flesh. Chloe went wild, trembling from his tongue on her clit while she worked her fingers again and again through his dark wavy hair.

He wormed a finger into her cunt-hole, screwing it in and out of her, until Chloe was heaving with lustful arousal. She was sopping wet, and the more he tongued her, the wetter she got. Hers wasn't the first pussy he'd ever eaten, and she was so glad she was getting the benefit of his expertise.

He'd been as ready as she was. No guy who looked as good as Dwayne could possibly be a holdout when it came to eating pussy. He'd been on her almost as soon as the door closed behind them, and now they were lying on the pink covered bed in Chloe's room.

He twisted around, so that she could get hold of his hard, ripe cock, and she took it in her fist with eagerness. Oh, God! The blood pulsated through the length of his cockshaft as she slid her hand up and down on his prick, and pre-cum leaked from his piss-slit onto her fingers.

She squeezed at the bulbous knobby cock crown, feeling the wetness dribble from it. Her throat was dry, but she knew she'd be drooling saliva as soon as she got his prick into her mouth.

And she was aching to show him that he wasn't the only one who knew how to suck. She had her lips wrapped around a few pricks, and her mouth was eager for Dwayne's cock. She stroked his cock harder, licking her lips, anticipating.

His mouth clamped upon her clit, teasing it into an erection that was both painful and delicious, all at once. He sucked her clit, pulling it with his lips, laying it with his tongue. His finger pushed deeper, more forcefully, into her cunt, and she moaned.

"Oh, Goddamn you!" she sighed. "Will you lemme suck your dick just a little, too?"

Obviously he had no objections. He raised his head from Chloe's pussy and he straddled her prone body, his hard cock protruding like a log from his slim body. She took his cock in both hands, worshipping it with her fingers. She stroked his cock against her hard nipples, licking her lips as she stared at his purple swollen cock-knob and the bubble of pre-cum that formed in its slitted opening.

He pushed her tits together around his cock. He fucked back and forth in slow, sensuous strokes.

Chloe wished she had bigger tits. She'd low to have smothered his prick in the fleshy warmth of her tits. His cock fucked in and out. She leaned toward, tongue extending, lapping toward the oncoming point of Dwayne's prick. She made contact suddenly, and her eyes got really big. The hot velvet feel of his cock-knob made her tongue tingle. She trapped his cock between her hands, and she fed his prick into her mouth, sucking on it like a leech.

He thrust, meeting her sucks, and half his cock plunged into Chloe's mouth. She gagged on his big hard prick, but she couldn't stop sucking. She was too greedy, too aroused. She wanted it all!

He fucked hard into Chloe's mouth. He didn't seem to mind that she was so young, that she wasn't used to sucking such a big fat prick as his. He held her head in his hands and he fucked her eager, gulping mouth with the stiffened power of his cock, while she gurgled and gagged and did her bat to eat every inch of his prick.

Spit was running out of her mouth when she drew back. "Oh, Dwayne, baby, I want to feel this thing inside me! Fucking my pussy, you bastard."

She wanted to fuck him now. Partly because she was fucking dying for it, and partly because her mom would be home from work in less than an hour. And the last thing she needed was to get caught with eight inches of stiff prick in her pussy.

Her cunt ached for the biting thrust of Dwayne Murphy's cock, and she squirmed beneath him, her hands busy on the length of his stiff cock, urging him to get it on!

"Well?" she panted, looking up from his spit shined cock. Her blue eyes flashed a challenge to him that she hoped was absolutely irresistible. "Are you gonna fuck me, or aren't you?"

"Yeah." He grinned, his fingers toying with her hard-nippled tits. "I think I'm gonna fuck you, Chloe..."

Ten minutes later, she was screaming as his prick was wedged between the taut wet flaps of her cunt and shoved home. He had the biggest prick Chloe had ever fucked, and it felt like a tree trunk cramming up her tight hot cunt-hole. It banged into her depths, ravishing her cunt. She kicked her feet high into the air.

He leaned over, trapping her nearest tit-nipple in his lips. He pulled until the rubbery flesh drew taut, and his teeth dug into her tit. His prick banged in and out of Chloe, hitting the bottom of her pussy-tunnel on each thrust, and she bounced and rocked beneath him.

The only thing Chloe had to worry about was whether her sister Belinda would try to take Dwayne any from her.

She looked up into Dwayne's eyes. He was so Goddamn gorgeous, and he could fuck like a son of a bitch!

He began to fuck harder, faster, really plowing his cock into Chloe. She wrapped her lop around him, and all she could do was hang on. His belly rammed against hers with each fuck thrust, and she moaned from deep in her guts, feeling the come-frenzy building her pussy.

Her cunt sucked up and down the length of his prick.

Would he get as sweet, as hot, as tight, a fuck from Belinda? Chloe thought not, and she squirmed, her pussy vacuuming around his cock. She was horny to prove that she was the best fuck he'd ever find in Albany!

Thea she began to come, screeching, as the come-frenzy hit her.

"Oh, shiiiiitttt!" she squealed, sucking his cock deeper yet into her cunt-hole. She banged up to meet his thrusts, and her pussy drew tighter around Dwayne's prick.

Her clit went into a paroxysm of response, squeezing and sucking wetly at the hard cock Dwayne kept shoving into her juicing cunt-hole. His cock-knob plumbed the depths of her pussy, and she screamed like a bitch as she was fucked repeatedly.

God, nobody had ever fucked her like this before! The boys she'd played around with were just small change next to Dwayne!

His cock bloated inside her as the fever captured him, too, and it was difficult to fuck her as furiously as she'd have wanted, because the fit was just too fucking tight. But, oh, Jesus, could he ever fuck!

"I'm so sore!" she moaned. "Oh take it out, baby! Let me suck you the rest of the way off."

Her cunt tightened as his cock emerged, then he was astride her chest, sliding his prick between her tits once again.

Chloe gasped, watching the steady back-forth thrust of Dwayne's prick. She grabbed his cock, pulling his fattened purple knob to her hungry lips. This time she'd show him what cocksucking was really all about!

She pursed her lips, kissing Dwayne's prick, but that wasn't enough. She opened her mouth, and she sucked his cockhead inside, saliva running like a river around the throbbing meat of his prick.

He slid forward, shoving more cock into Chloe. She sucked in a frenzy, gargling, inhaling. His prick rammed into the upper end of her throat, and she blew his cock without even a gag, a groan. It was easy, once she got the hang of it.

She trapped the cock-knob behind her front teeth, sucking at it, while her hands slipped and slid up and down the drool-wet length of Dwayne's cockshaft. She could feel the power surging within his cock.

As she began to jerk his cock faster and more furiously, he reached back and stuffed a couple of fingers up her tight teenaged clit.

Chloe squealed at the sudden penetration, and she was pretty damn excited, too. She gulped faster and deeper on his cock, her fingers becoming more and more aggressive on his throbbing cock-length.

"Okay!" he gasped, and she knew that he was going to come.

Chloe opened her throat and jerked his cock in her hands, waiting for the spurting surge of his cum. Jut splashed across her tongue and she began to guzzle the fluid down her gullet as his cock emptied itself into her hungry cum-starved mouth.

Chapter TWO

"Any calls for me, squirt?" Belinda asked. "Try the machine, bitch," Chloe suggested. "Hostile today, huh?" Belinda kicked off her shoes and unzipped her uniform down the front. If she never saw another fucking fast-food burger again, she'd die happy. She was going to turn vegetarian. Or at least give up grease totally. "What's with you, anyway, Chloe? You don't look hostile. In fact, you look like the cat that ate the canary. There's even a feather or two on your mouth. What gives?"

"Nothing," Chloe insisted. "Absolutely nothing!"

Belinda smiled knowingly, stepping out of the jumpsuit she wore on the job at Regal Burger. Under it, she was wearing a filmy bra and string panda, like always.

Chloe sneaked a glance at her older sister, envying Belinda those sumptuous curves. Oh, God, she thought, if Dwayne ever gets a look at her, I'm sunk!

Chloe turned over and lay on her belly, pretending to read a magazine.

Belinda came over to the bed and sat down. She put her hand on the small of her sister's back. "C'mon, tell me. You know I can torture anything out of you if I try."

She began to tickle Chloe's ribs. Chloe squealed. Belinda flipped her over and pinned her sister to the bed. She leaned over, her long golden hair dangling into Chloe's face.

"You got fucked today," Belinda said triumphantly. "I can see it in your eyes. But why don't you want to tell me about it? We don't keep secrets from each other, right, squirt? Like, we know too much already, hmmmmm?"

And she began to lift the bottom of Chloe's T-shirt, pulling it up past the soft smooth white cups of her sister's bra. The bra clung to Chloe's tits.

Belinda pressed her lips against Chloe's. They felt soft and warm.

Belinda's breath tasted slightly of onions and coffee, but it wasn't an unpleasant taste. Chloe opened her mouth and the tip of her tongue met her sister's tongue.

A little lower, Belinda's fingers were undoing the front snap of Chloe's bra, pushing the cups loose from her sister's apple-sized titties. She trapped the pointed nipples, rolled them delicately, erotically.

Chloe sighed, her lips fluttering against her sister's.

Belinda's tits filled her bra. They brushed across Chloe's upper arm, her chest, her neck.

Chloe began to squirm. She was heating up, as she always did when Belinda started to play with her.

"Tell me all about it," Belinda whispered between kisses.

Her fingers had pulled her sister's nipples to quivery erections, and she bent down to glide her wet velvety tongue across one pink nipples, licking until it glistened, until Chloe was murmuring hotly.

"It was a new guy," Chloe whispered. "He's Joanna's nephew, from next door, come up here to stay the summer with her. I think he's from Pomeroy or someplace."

"Cute?" Belinda wondered, undoing the buttons of her sister's shorts.

Obediently, without being asked, Chloe lifted her ass, allowing Belinda to tug the shorts and panties down in one fluid motion. She came back down onto the bed, her legs spread apart, and Belinda put a hand between them. The fingers moved provocatively through Chloe's soft furry pussy region, tickling the hot tight little hole that lurked behind the filmy fuzz of hair.

"No, no!" Chloe insisted. "A real Goober! No, I guess you'd call him a Gomer. Like, if dork was in the dictionary, it would have his picture instead of a definition."

Belinda's finger caressed her sister's tingly cunt-hole. The lips of her pussy puckered, then parted, allowing the finger to fuck into the smooth slick trench itself. The flesh within was warm and beginning to dampen.

Belinda gave Chloe's pussy-mouth a testing poke. The lips quivered and began to draw her finger into the tight hole, and she could feel the moistness oozing out of her sister's pussy.

"Bullshit," she said. "Your little cunt is as hot as a pistol. You're still turned on. Don't lie to me, squirt! I want to know everything!"

Chloe groaned as Belinda's finger poked deeper, into her hot cunt-depths. It was true. She couldn't hide anything from her sister. Belinda knew how Chloe's pussy felt when it was aroused, and it was still revved up from the fucking Dwayne Murphy had thrown into her. As Belinda worked her finger in and out, Chloe's cunt began to shiver and suck, muscles milking her finger.

Belinda kissed Chloe again.

Chloe certainly didn't think of herself as queer, just because she loved to be kissed by another girl. She didn't think of Belinda as queer because it was just something very special and sexy that they shared, as sisters.

Chloe couldn't keep a secret of any kind when she was being attacked like this. She arched her pussy toward the exploring finger, and she moaned softly, oozing her juices onto her sister's probing digit.

The finger was in her, to the second knuckle now, moving gingerly in and out of Chloe's cunt. The younger girl spread her legs wider, pumping her pussy up to meet the aggressive thrust of Belinda's digit.

Chloe fucked her tongue into her sister's mouth, one hand on Belinda's head of golden hair, the other pawing with a burgeoning excitement at the bra-cups which momentarily restrained Belinda's tits. Behind the silky fabric of the bra, Belinda also had hard nipples very hard nipples -- and Chloe's fingers burned for the touch of them.

Belinda rose slightly as Chloe undid her bra. Her tits seemed to jump straight out. Chloe grabbed them, in both hands, and buried her face between the big doughy mounds.

Chloe drank in the sweat and heat of her sister's body, then she was feeding one nipple after the other, into her mouth-sucking, biting, chewing. The salmon-rose nipples stiffened against her tongue and she could feel the hot pulsations that shot through them as her teeth dug in and as her tongue sloshed over the swollen tits.

The finger shoved deep and hard into Chloe, and the younger girl moaned excitedly around the spongy tit that was jammed into her mouth. She writhed, fucking her sister's finger into her hot wet cunt.

Belinda thumbed Chloe's clit, stroked it rapidly back and forth, while her finger wiggled like a snake deep inside. It was a lot like fucking a guy, but it was different, too, and it was tremendously exciting in its own special way.

Belinda took her finger out suddenly.

Chloe gasped. "No, please don't stop..."

But, as always, Belinda was in control. The older girl straddled her sister, grinding her panty-covered cunt down upon Chloe's belly. She wriggled her way upward, squeezing her sister's tits together and dancing her pussy atop them.

Belinda's panties were yellow, like the undone bra that hung from her shoulders, and they were starting to show a damp stain at the very center of the crotch piece. A few stray tendrils of hair peeked around the edges of the strip that shielded Belinda's cunt, and the shape of her pussy, with its deep hungry gash, was outlined where the fabric clung tightly to her crotch.

She wriggled forward, and now her pussy was within striking distance of Chloe's face. She held her sister's head and smiled down at her, knowing that Chloe could not, resist the offer.

"So eat me, squirt!" Belinda exclaimed, inching just a little closer to her sister's face.

Chloe sighed, her eyes rolling as she pressed her mouth against the crotch of her sister's panties. She could taste the pussy goo oozing from Belinda's panties, and her tongue worked up and down, until the panties were so wet that they looked transparent. She took hold of the crotchstrip and pushed it aside, baring Belinda's cunt.

Belinda's pussy-hair had been trimmed for summer, the hairs clipped away so that only a narrow strip remained, guarding the long deep slash of Belinda's cunt. The lips were puckered and pouting, as they always seemed to be, and the pearly pink button of Belinda's clit was visible at the upper end of the slice.

Chloe leaned forward, her tongue extended. She began to lick her sister's clit.

Belinda purred like a cat, riding Chloe's face.

"You get better and better, squirt. Turning you on was the best investment I ever made. It means I never have to put up with a horny cunt. When I get the itch, all I have to do is sit on that cute face of yours!"

It was true, of course, but Chloe had little time to think about it. She was much too busy eating the ripe wet cunt that had been thrusting into her face.

She pulled the panties to one side, baring Belinda's pussy completely to her mouth. She'd been eating her older sister's cunt for almost as long as she could remember, and the taste of Belinda's clit on her tongue was still nearly the most exciting thing Chloe could imagine.

But she'd encountered something just as exciting today, and now Belinda was going to take it away from her. Chloe looked up at her sister's swaying body as Belinda fucked her face, and she sighed.

How could she ever compete with Belinda? Chloe was five-three, and cute as a button, but a little skinny by anyone's count. Her tits were adorable cupcakes, hard and round, and her ass had a provocative wiggle, but Belinda was a 38-C and had more curves than a Martin guitar! Dwayne Murphy would take one look at Belinda and cum in his pants, and that would be the last that Chloe ever saw of him, unless she was able to sneak a peek at Dwayne fucking her big sister sometime!

Belinda's cunt tasted like warmed-up honey that had had a clam steeped in it for a short time. Chloe pulled her sister's cunt open and thrust her tongue up into the sticky hot hole.

"Eat me, squirt!" Belinda giggled, delighting forcing her pussy upon Chloe. Not that Chloe was fighting it. She really didn't have to be forced, once she got her tongue into the yummy pit of her sister's pussy. In fact, the tangy sweetness of Belinda's cunt almost made up for the fact that she was bound to lose her newfound Dwayne to her sexy big sister.

The older girl leaned forward, shoving her cunt into her sister's face.

Chloe was drowning in pussy sweetness, but she didn't mind. She held the lips open and she fucked her tongue in and out, bringing it up from time to time so she could lap Belinda's tingly throbbing clit as well.

Belinda always went crazy when her clit was being sucked, and this time was no exception. Chloe kept her tongue busy on her sister's clit and she could feel the come-fever bubbling out of her sister's depths.

She reached up, filling her hands with Belinda's tits. They were so big and sexy! Her palms squeezed down, mashing the hard nipples, then feeling the nipples spring back up, hard and hot and pointy. She twisted her wrists, as if she wore turning the dial on a radio, and Belinda's tits throbbed with passion and heat. Belinda fucked down, smashing her cunt against Chloe's face. She squirmed, and her pussylips spread, enveloping her sister's face in sticky wet pinkness.

Chloe moaned and kept on sucking cunt, her hands becoming very aggressive all over Belinda's body.

The older sister lifted her leg and turned around.

Chloe had only a moment when her face, was not covered by pussy. She took advantage of the chance to breathe, then she thrust her face back up into Belinda's cunt, still sucking, still moaning, her tongue just as nasty as ever.

Belinda leaned forward, moving her own face into Chloe's cunt. She went into Chloe's pussy upside down, the blood rushing to her head as she began to slurp and lick the tight young pussy whose funky, sex-permeated aroma drifted up into her nostrils.

Chloe, meanwhile, was still holding Belinda's panties out of the way, and she was eating her sister's cunt. She gasped as she sucked, her mouth full of the thrilling taste. Her tongue licked in and out, stimulating Belinda's clit. She covered it with her lips and sucked, as if she meant to siphon the honey-cum out of Belinda's pussy.

Her tongue couldn't help moving upward, too. She spread her sister's asscheeks, dilating and exposing Belinda's tiny little butthole. It was definitely time for a rim job!

Chloe stuck out her tongue and licked Belinda where she shit. Belinda squealed at the nasty penetration, but she didn't move her ass out of tongue's reach.

Belinda slurped downward too, licking Chloe's hot little ass. Then she replaced her tongue with her finger and she thrust it straight into Chloe's asshole.

Chloe screamed. Jesus, she hoped Mom hadn't gotten home yet! It would be complicated as hell to be compelled to explain to her mother just why she had her tongue inside her sister's butthole!

Belinda, riding Chloe's face, was the first to climax. She pushed her pussy down and wiped Chloe's trembling face with her juices.

All Chloe could do was eat, then her own pussy erupted. Not as yummy as the come that Dwayne Murphy had fucked out of her this afternoon, but it was a hot juicy come all the same, and Chloe just let it flow -- mostly into her sister's gobbling mouth.

Belinda went limp atop Chloe, and the two girls rolled into a loving, tit-pressing embrace. Their bodies rubbed together, and they squirmed in a frenzy, sharing kisses and feels at the same time.

"So," Belinda whispered, running the back of her hand across her sister's nipple. "What about this guy you met today? He sounds rally interesting..."

Chloe lay against Belinda, torn between the desire to talk and the need to keep her discovery secret for as long as she could. The stiffness of her sister's hot, lust-hardened nipples against her own tits was both torture and tantalization.

"You better tell me everything, too," Belinda added in a soft but unmistakable murmur. "If you don't, I'll get Mom's vibrator and fuck your little ass raw!"

Chloe sighed. She'd known it would come to this, but still she had been hoping she might keep Dwayne to herself.

"I saw him from the kitchen window," she whispered, snuggling up to her big sister's still jiggly tits. "And the moment I saw him I knew I wanted to fuck him, so [missing text]."

Chapter THREE

Joanna Murphy knew it was silly, but the mere fact that someone else, a stranger, was in her house made it almost impossible for the woman to close her eyes and go to sleep. Even though it wasn't a stranger. It was Dwayne, her brother's only son. But she had lived alone for a long time, and his presence felt so strange to her.

She got out of bed, slipping into her robe. Maybe she should have a cup of warm milk. In another day or two, she'd get accustomed to Dwayne's presence, she was sure.

His door was ajar, thin light shining like a blade out into the dark hallway.

Joanna stopped a moment by his door. If he was awake, maybe she'd invite him to join her. They hadn't talked very much yet. He'd arrived this morning, just as she was leaving for work. She knew more or less what kind of trouble he was in at home, and she had avoided the subject, but maybe they should get it out into the open and discuss it.

Joanna looked around the edge of the door. Dwayne was lying on his bed, headphones strapped to his ears. He was naked except for his shorts. They were tight, bikini-style, and did they ever hug and accentuate his crotch! Joanna's eyes seemed to flit immediately to that bulging presence -- a big lumpy wad of cock and balls stretching the tight fabric of his shorts.

Dwayne was a strapping boy -- no, a young man, she reminded herself; after all, he was eighteen now. His shoulders were broad, his chest smooth and tan, his waist narrow, his legs long and firm-muscled. He had his eyes closed as he listened to his music, and he tapped his hands rhythmically on his smooth flat tummy.

For a moment Joanna considered calling to him, but she wasn't sure he'd hear her. She watched a moment longer saw one of his hands slide lazily downward. It rested lightly atop his prick-bulge, and Joanna's heart gave a disturbing flutter. Her own palm began to itch and she wasn't sure why.

Dwayne's hand moved, the fingers stretching out, then clenching around his cock lump. He squeezed his prick, his eyes still closed, his lips moving soundlessly as if he were lip-synching with the music.

Joanna watched, totally fascinated, as her nephew began to flex his cock and balls.

He yawned and stood up, the radio in one hand, his other hand still clutching his cock.

Joanna shrank back, hiding around the edge of the doorframe. God, had he seen her? She was blushing already, terribly ashamed of herself for snooping on Dwayne, but at the same time she found herself hoping that she might suck at least one more peek.

She glanced around the edge of the door.

He had turned away, facing the bedroom window, and he was starting to dance a little, on his feet, moving with the music that filled his ears. He put the radio under his arm and Joanna saw both his hands go to his front. She gulped, knowing what he was up to.

The back of his shorts slipped slightly, baring the upper edge of Dwayne's asscrack. He swayed to the side, just enough for Joanna to see that his prick was flipped over the waistband of his partly lowered shorts. His cock bounced up and down as he stroked it. Even soft, Joanna's nephew had some piece of meat!

She reached inside her robe, touching the quivering mounds of her tits. Through the thinness of the nightgown, Joanna's nipples were pulsatingly erect. Ecstasy shot through her tits, resonating through the rest of her body like the shock waves of an earthquake.

She squeezed forcefully at her tit. Her nipple pushed into her clutching hand, so hard and hot in her trembly palm. She pressed down, squishing the button-like nipple into her spongy-soft tit, feeling it rise up again.

Her robe was hanging open now. Her hands were upon her body, and her eyes were glued to the sight of her handsome, virile young nephew as he stood by the bed, obviously masturbating his cock.

His shorts moved a little lower, baring his tight small ass almost completely now.

Joanna gulped at the sight. She'd always had a weakness for guys with really cute asses.

She lifted her nightgown and let a hand stroke the front of her panties. Her pussy hair seemed to crackle, as if they were full of static electricity. She was sure she could feel sparks. Her thighs ached, as if she'd been riding a bike for hours. As she began to caress her cunt through the panties, her hand was moving up and down in a gentle but insistent rhythm.

A floorboard creaked softly beneath her.

She froze. Dwayne didn't turn. He hadn't heard! Her fingers moved back into action, scratching insistently, aggressively, across the crotchstrip of her panties, arousing the cuntlips within.

She winced a little, pinching at her nipple, but it felt so fucking good! The nipple arched between her fingers, quivering, tingling, sending vibrations back into the rest of Joanna's body. Her armpits were moist with sweat, and there was a wetness inside her panties, too, leaking from the excited slit of her pussy.

As she stroked her pussy, she could feel her clit erecting, and she frigged at it, panting when the feelings got too intense to ignore.

Dwayne, innocent in what he thought was his privacy, turned halfway around, and Joanna gasped, so loud that she was sure he must have heard her despite the radio headphones clamped to his ears. His prick was sticking out, big and long and hard.

Oh, God! she thought. He's no boy! He's no Goddamn boy!

She blinked hard, unwilling to miss anything.

Dwayne was fisting his cock now, stroking it lazily but firmly, his hand moving up and down the shaft from cock-knob to nuts. He had a big cock-knob, and she could see enough of his balls to know that they were huge also. They hung over the lowered top of his shorts, bouncing slightly as his hand worked his prick.

Joanna's own hand was inside her panties now. She couldn't believe that she was actually masturbating herself while she watched her nephew play with his prick. But the heat that simmered from her turned-on cunt bathed her finger in a steamy mist of arousal.

She wetted her finger in her pussy-hole, smeared the warm juice across the budding tip of her clit, pushing it like a button and moaning delicately, fearfully, in response. It felt so good that she wanted to scream, but she didn't dare make a bit more noise than was absolutely necessary. She couldn't allow Dwayne to find out she was spying!

But he was wrapped up in himself now, she could tell. He stood by his mirror, watching himself as he whacked off. His eyes were fixed on the mirrored image. Obviously the sight turned him on, as it did Joanna.

He began to sway more responsively to the music, and even though she couldn't hear it, the rhythm spread to Joanna as well. She pushed a finger into the cunt, shoving it deep, stirring it around and around, feeling the piss-like flow of moisture oozing into the hollow of her clutching hand. Her pussy was tight and wet and hot inside.

I don't do things like this! Joanna told herself in shock, but she couldn't stop! She'd already pulled her nightgown up to bare her tits, and she was leaning forward, her tongue lapping at her nipples as her hand lifted them. Her tongue was like a hot wire scraping her skin.

Her other hand was busy as hell in her pussy, fucking in and out, stopping momentarily to send a little more delicious stimulation to the throbbing tip of her pearl-pink clitoris. She squeezed at her wet cuntlips and moaned again, a growly sound coming from deep in her belly.

Dwayne paused in his whacking-off, at almost the same moment, and Joanna felt as if she were going to shit where she stood.

His hand dropped off his rigid prick and his head turned to one side. At least he wasn't looking toward the door.

Joanna hesitated, her tits heaving and bare, her finger crammed up her wet tight cunt. Dwayne walked lazily toward the window.

The curtain was drawn.

Joanna watched as her nephew peered out the window.

"Damn," he sighed. "Not fucking bad at all."

What was he looking at? His window faced the Parsons' house, next door. Joanna thought a moment. Then, letting her nightgown drop, she tiptoed into the bathroom, which was situated between her bedroom and Dwayne's. She went to the window and peeked out, and her jaw dropped.

Belinda Parsons was undressing in her bedroom. The light was on. The window was open.

The nasty little slut! Joanna thought. Look at her!

Her teenage blonde neighbor had apparently just come in from a date. She was a little more dressed up than usual, and Joanna had to admit that Belinda looked good.

Belinda unbuttoned her skirt and stepped out of it. She wore lacy white panties, pale stockings, and a white garter belt underneath.

Hooker underwear, Joanna thought.

Belinda pulled her top upward. Under it, she wore a little camisole. Her full tits made prominent bulges under the lacy garment.

Joanna could even see the bullet-like indentations of Belinda's nipples punching out the front of the camisole. It was undone down the front, and as the girl leaned forward, one of her tits came oozing out. It was a big, ripe-looking, fully-tanned tit, capped with a big pink nipple.

Belinda tossed back her blonde hair and straightened up to her full five-nine, her tit still sticking out. She slid her hand over her tit, then opened the camisole the rest of the way, exposing both tits to the open window.

A moment later, she took off the camisole, tossing it over her shoulder. She turned around, stroking her full, lush hips, then hooking her thumbs in her panties and sliding them downward. She stepped out of them and remained a moment, her back to the window, before she turned.

Joanna gasped at the sight of her teen neighbor.

Belinda had a great body.

The girl stood languidly, if she were unaware of how good she looked. But that was silly. No one could look like Belinda Parsons and not know it.

She walked around the room in her garters, stockings, and high, heels, prancing like a stripper, as if she were fully aware that she was being spied upon from the house next door.

Joanna shivered, imagining what her nephew was doing as he stared at Belinda. She could envision his hard cock pulsing in his hand. Yes, he was jerking it now, she knew, stroking his meat as he watched Belinda. No normal eighteen-year-old boy could look at something like Belinda Parsons and keep his fucking prick under any kind of control!

Joanna had never before really considered how sexually provocative. Thalia Parsons' daughter was. Seeing her now, parading around like that, she realized that Belinda looked like a porno starlet. She was one sexy little number! But she wasn't little at all, not with her height, her big bouncing C-cup tits, her swelling ass, and her long sinuous legs.

Joanna shook her head and turned away. She was starting to have some very uncomfortable thoughts and she didn't want to have them. She tiptoed out of the bathroom and back into the hallway, down to Dwayne's partly open door. She peeked into his room.

Dwayne was hanging onto the windowsill with one hand, and holding his cock in the other. His panting was loud and unmistakable as he stroked his meat, and his eyes were fixed upon the free show from the house next door.

"Goddamn!" he sighed. "Oh, Goddamn! I think I'm gonna like it here in Albany!"

Probably he was speaking louder than he intended, because the headphones were still plugged to his ears. Joanna went back up the hallway, into her own bedroom. She dropped her robe, then she lay down on the bed.

She tossed for a moment, and then she cupped her tingly-nippled tits, leaning down to kin the nipples. Her thighs squeezed together against the yearning bun of her cunt. Her pussy ached so deliciously, and she knew she had to do something for satisfaction.

Well, Dwayne was occupied, and the music in his headphones would probably mask the noise. With a sigh, Joanna opened her nightstand drawer and took out the vibrator.

"Looks like it's me and you again tonight." She pressed the cool plastic against her lips. Her thumb flipped the vibrator on. She lay back, legs open, pussy waiting for the humming battery-driven caress.

Chapter FOUR

Dwayne Murphy smiled. It came so fucking easy to him. He knew he wasn't the smartest guy around, and surely he wasn't the best looking dude in the world either, but when he was with a woman -- any woman -- he was on his home turf and he was carrying the ball. Every time. Every Goddamn time.

Take this lady, for example. All he had to do was smile, and she looked at him as if Tom Selleck had just called for a date. Looking into her bright blue eyes, he knew that if he wanted it, he could have, her panties off and his click up her snatch in a minute. It never failed.

It was his second day in Albany, and his first day on the job. Aunt Jo had gotten him summer work here at the university, for which he was really grateful. He could use the money.

"Now this is important," the lady was telling him, but he wasn't really listening. He was studying the curve of her tits under the rather thin, summer blouse she was wearing.

She had nice tits. A little small, sure, but they looked like perfect apples when she moved just so, and the fabric of her shirt clung to the rounded shapes. He could see the lace of her bra, outlined under the blouse, showing through, when she turned slightly toward the light.

She went on talking about the complexities of sorting and routing the huge amounts of incoming and outgoing mail, but Dwayne wasn't really listening. Fuck, he thought, anybody could handle mail!

He eyed Thalia, appraising her compact but firm-looking body.

She was at least thirty-eight, he figured, but that wasn't important. Older broads were sometimes the best fucks of all. They had been around the track a few times and knew all the nastiest tricks.

Like, Robin, his last girlfriend, had been a dynamite fuck, but she'd been cherry till she met Dwayne. Sticking his prick in her had been like fucking a mousetrap -- a wet hot mousetrap -- but she had never gotten the knack of sucking his cock. He'd tried often enough to teach her! Her mom, on the other hand, could gobble prick like a wolf in heat. And when he'd suggested that it might be fun to try something a little different, Mindy had rolled over and pulled her asscheeks open, so that her little brown shitter winked at him. She'd told him: "I thought you'd never ask, baby! Why don't you put that sweet tool of yours straight up my Goddamn asshole?"

Looking at Thalia now, Dwayne wondered if she'd ever taken it up the ass.

As she walked wound the vault-like room, there was a swing to her ass that suggested to Dwayne this lady might possibly be amenable to the idea.

She was petite and blonde, pretty good looking, with the promise of a nice compact body under her clothes. She kept looking back at Dwayne, and he kept smiling in his natural way, and he could feel her melting a little with each smile.

He followed her into the adjoining copy room.

"The toner is in the cabinet here. You have to check the level at least once a day. These machines get a heavy workout. Oh, would you come here, a sec? I can't quite reach it..."

She pointed up to a door in the cabinet, about four inches higher than her arm could stretch.

Dwayne brushed against her as he reached up and opened the door. He felt the pressure of her tit touching his arm, and he looked down at Thalia, smiling. Her tit was very firm and round against him, and the flutter in her eyes as he looked at her told Dwayne all he wanted to know.

Thalia backed up against the copy machine. She was breathing a little heavily. Aunt Jo had turned him over to her when she brought him to work today.

"Thalia will show you the ropes," Joanna had said, before going off to her own station.

Dwayne had had a nice little fuck yesterday afternoon, with that cute crazy blonde nymphet from next door. She could screw like a house on fire, sure, but she was just a kid and not half as hot as she thought she was.

Last night he'd gotten a flash of another delicious blonde who must have been Chloe's older sister, and he was determined to make the acquaintance of the yummy number who'd done that sexy strip while he beat his meat in appreciation.

He moved against Thalia, brushing against her with his body. He felt her shiver slightly.

Older women usually did that, when a young guy was making a play. As if they were a little unwilling, sure, but not a turn-off by any means.

He looked down at her, and she glanced away, but her eyes came back to meet his, and he knew he was going to get it, if he wanted it. He took another look, up and down Thalia, and he decided that he wanted it.

"I really appreciate your helping me out," he said, his hands coming naturally to rest on her slim waist. He touched her hipbones.

She felt very firm for a woman her age. She hadn't gone to flab at all. He eased his body against hers, brushing her with his cock-bulge for only a moment. But in that moment, she felt the power of his prick, and he saw her eyes open in surprise.

Dwayne pressed inward, stroking her again, while he held her hips and waist.

She was breathing harder, and her tits lifted and fell beneath the front of her shirt. The edge of her tie lay atop one rounded, curvy fit, and it moved up and down. His eyes followed the motion.

"What do you think you're doing, young man?" she asked in a hoarse breathless voice. "If you touch me, I'll scream..."

"There's nobody else on the floor," Dwayne whispered.

He leaned in, nuzzled her cheek, pushing back the blonde hair to get at her earlobe with his lips.

"Please!" Thalia whispered, urgency vibrating in her voice. "I don't want to do this. I'm a respectable woman. I'm a mother. I've been a widow for four years."

"Then you're probably overdue for it," Dwayne smirked, grinding his crotch against Thalia.

His prick was already half-erect inside his jeans, and the denim had begun to stretch as his cock pushed it outward. He moved up and down, giving her a full-length feel of what he had.

She drew back her hand and slapped him, hard, across the face.

His head jerked, and he caught her wrist, bending it back until she opened her mouth in choking protest. Dwayne rammed his lips to hers, fucking her mouth immediately with his thirsty tongue.

She gasped, then her body went soft under his, and she put her arms around his neck, pulling his face down tighter, closer. Her saliva began to flow into Dwayne's mouth and her tongue played with his, dueling, teasing. She spread her legs and he moved into the fork of her body, shoving his ever-hardening prick insistently against Thalia's pussy-mound.

They dry-humped for what seemed like an eternity. He could sense the hesitancy in her, and he used his mouth and hands knowingly, warming her up step by step. He opened her blouse and reached inside, cupping her small firm tits.

She wasn't wearing a bra, just a smooth satiny slip. It did nothing to contain the growing heat of her tits as he squeezed and massaged them. Her nipples hardened in his palms. Her thighs enfolded him, began to flex around his legs, her cunt-mound grinding provocatively against his jeans-bursting prick.

He kissed his way down her neck, puffing the blouse free of her shoulders as he did so. Her slip was deeply vee'd in front, and his mouth moved down onto the exposed inner cleavage of Thalia's tits.

"Oh, you shouldn't be doing this..." she gasped, running her fingers through his hair, guiding his face lower and lower into the vee of her slip.

He slid her shoulder straps down, and the garment fell, baring her tits to his eyes and mouth. They were perfect tits, with totally stiff pink nipples. Like pale cherries set atop a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

Dwayne licked his finger and stroked one of her nipples, feeling Thalia's body quiver in response. He squeezed, and she lifted upward, along low sigh coming from her. He turned his face to the other tit and let his tongue graze teasingly across the pink point.

His mouth opened, and he sucked her tit inside, feeding on her tit as if he were a nursing baby. The longer he sucked, the more vigorously he sucked, tweaking her nipple with his mouth, caressing it with his tongue.

His teeth gnawed gently into the firm cone of Thalia's tit. He felt her nipple throb against his lapping tongue. The other nipple, still squeezed between his fingers, lengthened responsively, the flesh heating up.

He leaned back, licking his lips as he smiled up at the older woman.

Thalia stood there, bare to the waist now. Her slip had fallen and her tits were heaving as she stared at Dwayne.

"What the hell am I doing?" she asked dazedly as she worked the slip down over her hips and let it slide down her legs.

Under the slip, she was wearing panties and pantyhose.

Dwayne didn't really like pantyhose, unless the lady was bare under them. He thought of the hot teenager he'd watched last night, and the garters and stockings she'd worn as she paraded nearly nude around her bedroom, and his prick got a little harder, if that was possible.

His cock was already so hard that he felt as if his pants would burst or his cock would shatter in about two more seconds. He stood up, reaching for his belt, his zipper.

"We've got to hurry," Thalia murmured, stroking his chest, leaning in to kiss him on the nipple. "Someone could walk in on us any moment."

"That makes it all the more exciting." Dwayne smiled. He lowered his pants and shorts, freeing his cock.

Thalia gasped at the sight of his prick, which was thrusting forward in full erection.

She took hold of his prick, her fist folding around it. Looking up into his eyes, she began to stroke his cock. His prick was pulsating rapidly, and she could feel the pulses through the length of his cock.

"This is insane," Thalia gasped. "Totally insane..."

But she didn't let go of his cock. Her handgrip got tighter. She offered her mouth for another kiss.

Dwayne pulled her to him, his hands sliding down her beck to yank down her pantyhose and panties. He cupped the bare cheeks of her ass and squeezed, his fingers moving into her ass crack.

Her pussy hair was silky to the touchy and the lips of her cunt were already protruding, moist from her excitement.

He knelt before Thalia, pulling her underwear all the way down to her ankles. She kicked off her shoes and he stripped her bare. He held her by the waist, while still on his knees and he started to lick her thighs, her tummy.

She leaned back, her legs open. His face moved into her crotch. There was an unmistakably sexy smell coming from her cunt, and it made Dwayne's tongue tingle in anticipation.

He sat her on the edge of the copy machine, and he lapped her pussy until her clit was sticking out, big and hard. He kissed the juicy button, his fingers busy on Thalia's ass-crack. The lips of her pussy opened to receive him, and he thrust his finger into her.

Her pussy wasn't as tight as a teenager is, but every inch of her cunt was throbbing with arousal. He straightened out his finger, fucked it in and out of her cunt, while he kept on sucking her clit. Her clit grew.

"Ahh... ahhhhh!" Thalia moaned, her legs lifting and falling around Dwayne's shoulders.

His fingers came out of her cunt and his tongue went in. He licked her inside out.

She came all over his tongue while he used his pussy-wet fingers to frig her throbbing clit. He tasted the juicy funk of her cum, which was bubbling through her pussy, and he tongue whipped her, thirsty for more.

"Oh, God!" she sobbed.

He raised his face from her cunt. He stood up and pulled her forward. Her legs enfolded him, his prick rapping against her belly, while he kissed her trembling lips.

She lapped her pussy-flavor from his mouth, giggling like a schoolgirl who'd just discovered how much fun it was to be naughty. Something in the giggle reminded him of that nutty little Chloe he'd fucked yesterday.

He stepped back as she leaned over. His cock was standing up straight and hard as a crowbar, but a hell of a lot bigger.

Thalia took his cock in both hands. She closed her eyes dreamily and rubbed his prick all over her tits, her face. Pursing her lips, she blew warm moist breath across the hard throbbing head of his cock, and then she pressed a kiss onto the cock-knob -- a soft, wet kiss. The vibration of her lips made his prick get harder still.

She lapped his cock, gingerly at first, but with a growing excitement as she tasted the horny eagerness of his flesh. Her lips ovaled, and she slipped Dwayne's prick over her tongue, squeezing it with her mouth, leaving little smears of lipstick on his cockshaft.

She sucked daintily but effectively. Her mouth was knowing, her tongue sophisticated. She'd done this before, and she enjoyed doing it.

Yeah, Dwayne thought, it's always the older broads that really know how to suck cock.

Her sucking got more aggressive. She gagged a little, not used to the size he was feeding her, but she got used to it, and he fucked deeper into her mouth.

As she ate him, he had his hand busy in her crack, tickling her pussy, her clit, sometimes spearing into her pussy for a little additional stimulation. The feel of her cunt snapping and sucking around his inserted finger was nothing but a turn-on.

But it wasn't a blowjob he wanted. The feel of her pussy was making his balls balloon with lust, and he thought he might die if he didn't get his cock into the hole he'd already sucked off. He screwed his finger into her cunt, again and again, while the juice just squished out of Thalia and her pussy muscles went fucking wild around him.

He pulled Thalia's head upward, her leech like mouth reluctant to leave his cock. Her lips slid off his prick with a smack. Drool ran down her chin, and she licked her lips, a luscious twinkle gleaming in her blue eyes.

"You're terrible," she said. "I have half a mind to tell your Aunt Joanna how bad you are."

Thalia smiled in a very nasty way. The shine of her teeth made Dwayne's prick ache with the need to fuck her Goddamn brains out!

"Do you?" he asked, easing her down onto her back.

She drew her knees upward, spreading them automatically, and the wet whiskers of her cunt could not hide the open red glimmer of her aroused cunt-crack.

He put the knob of his prick against her cunt slice. He pushed, his cock easily entering her sex loose pussy. She was greasy-wet inside, and he fucked deep and true on the first stroke, burying his bone totally inside Thalia. He hit the bottom of her cunt, then pound his belly against her cunt-mound. He lifted her feet into the air and wrapped his arms around her legs.

Thalia stiffened, pressuring back against his fuck-strokes.

Dwayne began to rum her, again and again. "Deep!" she gasped. "Mmmm, baby! Deep and hard and strong! Fuck me like a man, and I'll take it like a woman..."

She was playing with her tits while he fucked her. Her fingers were savage on the nipples, pulling on them and twisting the pink points almost viciously. She moaned and squealed. The only other sounds were Dwayne's grunting pants and the soft muted thwacks of his crotch ramming against Thalia's whenever he filled her pussy with his aroused prick.

He stroked her legs while he fucked her pussy. He could feel the excitement ripple through her muscles. Her legs were long and sinuous. Her pussy was hot, and it sucked his cock ravenously, pulling him all the way into her and clenching like a vise around his swollen prick. He moaned, loving the squeezing feel of her cunt on his prick. He began to fuck harder, faster too.

"Yes, yes! Oh, Christ, yes!" she whined, reaching down to flick her clit as he fucked in and out of her hole. "Just like that, you dirty young fucker! I'm old enough to be your mother, and you're fucking me!"

His nuts bulged with its load of boiling cum. He rammed harder, her cunt widening to accept the thrusts of his bloated cock. Her pussy gaped, and he shoved. His belly ground into Thalia's crotch, and he felt as if his balls were being sucked into her cunt-hole along with the full throbbing length of his aroused prick.

She was still flogging her clit, and it was obvious that Thalia was about to pop again.

Dwayne gritted his teeth and fucked her cunt with a burning passion, a driving need to empty his balls. This was some hot piece of woman he was fucking! For the first time in his eighteen years, Dwayne Murphy found himself wondering if he would be able to go the course!

Thalia erupted in orgasm, squealing and flopping, her pussy becoming a ferocious mouth around his cock.

Her explosive reaction stimulated the boy, and he thrust again, two or three times, then stiffened and let his sperm gush into Thalia's convulsing cunt.

"Are you gonna tell Aunt Jo about that, too?" he asked later, as he helped her into her clothes. "How I fucked you and made you come like a moaning bitch?"

"No way, buster," Thalia smirked. "She might want to horn in on it. I think I'm gonna keep you my own little secret. And I may be back down after lunch to see how you're coming along. Mmmm, Dwayne, it looks like this could be a very interesting summer..."

Thalia eased the slip down over her head, and Dwayne guided it into place. He couldn't resist a patting caress of her firm round tits. Her nipples were still hard. Her face was flushed from sex, and she looked ten years younger.

Thalia was a hell of an attractive lady, he decided, and he was glad he'd fucked her. He looked forward to fucking her again.

"Who knows," she went on, "I might even come over to Jo's house and throw myself at you sometime."

Dwayne grinned. "Wouldn't she get suspicious?"

"Not really," Thalia said. "I mean, I live next door. Didn't she mention that?"

No, Dwayne thought, Joanna hadn't mentioned that at all. Christ! Thalia was the neighbor in the next house? That meant she was the mother of that nutty little nympho he'd balled yesterday! And the mother of that hot number he'd watched last night, too!

Dwayne smiled. It could be a very interesting summer...

Chapter FIVE

Belinda Parsons looked out the window and her blue eyes began to sparkle. Jesus! There he was! The guy who had fucked her kid sister yesterday.

This was her first good look at Dwayne and she really liked what she saw. She knew he'd watched her last night, but he'd been in the shadows and she hadn't really seen him.

The squirt had been sent out to do whatever little airheads amused themselves with these days. Mom was going to be late -- she was shopping, with Joanna Murphy -- and that meant, Belinda had a clear field.

She took a deep breath, checked her makeup in the mirror, and went out onto the front porch.

Dwayne was just going up the front steps of Joanna's house.

Belinda leaned across the porch banister. "Hey, dude!"

He topped short, and he smiled.

Belinda's pussy began to drip into her bikini panties.

When she invited him into the house, they both knew what she was after. Two minutes later they were making out on the couch in the living room. Belinda's skirt was up to her waist and he had both hands inside her blouse, massaging the big juicy mounds of her tits.

"I like a girl who knows what she wants," he purred between moist pecking kisses. His fingers stroked the pink points of her nipples, and the buds quivered responsively. Shit, all of Belinda was quivering!

She couldn't get over it. Everything the squirt had said was true, for Christ's sake! This guy wasn't all that great-looking, and at five-nine, he was barely an inch taller than Belinda. She'd be embarrassed to go out with him if she were in her spike heels. But there was something in his eyes, and when he put his hands on her tits, he was touching her expertly.

No wonder he'd gotten the squirt into the sack in five minutes. But then, almost anybody could get Chloe's pants off. Belinda herself could do it with the crook of a finger.

She reached down into Dwayne's lap and felt the bulging presence of his cock.

"Mmmm, baby," she murmured. "I think you have something I need down there..."

She stood up, dancing just out of his reach, giggling, ready to peel. She loved to take her clothes off in front of a guy, to see the facial reactions as her delicious body went on display. Dwayne had already seen her last night -- they'd shared that secret coming through the front door -- but it was from a distance. Now he was gonna get the full treatment. In throbbing close-up.

She'd finished work at Regal Burger early, bribing another girl to take her shift, so at least she wasn't wearing the dip shit jump suit required on the job. She was in a sexy blouse, sheer enough to show off her bra, and a mini that flattered her sensuous legs. From the look on Dwayne's face, she was sure he approved.

Still dancing, she wriggled out of the skirt, dropping it down her legs and kicking her feet free. She took off her blouse, too, and she smoothed her hands across the bulge of her tits, which swung free and loose beneath a lacy mini slip. Dwayne had already felt her up, but he hadn't seen her tits bare yet -- at least, not close-up. She decided to make him wait just a little longer.

She turned around, flipping up the slip and rolling her ass at him. Her panties were tiny, barely covering her ass-crack, and they were so sheer he could have seen a pimple on her ass.

She stroked her asscheeks, then reached underneath herself and caressed the crotch of her panties. Straightening, Belinda turned, holding the slip up just long enough for Dwayne to see the gold of her pussy hair, which was showing through the front of her filmy underpants. She let the slip drop back down and she danced away from him, to the far side of the room.

She leaned back against the wall, by the TV, and she swayed, her eyes closed, her mind already anticipating what was going to happen. She couldn't get over this guy. There was just something about him that made her cunt ooze with excitement, that made her ovaries throb with the knowledge that she was going to fuck him deaf, dumb, and blind.

Belinda reached up under the slip, and she eased her panties downward. The hem of the slip kept her pussy more or less under wraps, for the moment. His eyes were eating her up.

She hoped his mouth had the same intention. He was on the sofa, watching her, nodding in approval. He already had his cock out of his pants. His prick protruded upward, stiff and impressive. She wasn't a size queen, but she knew he had a big one, probably the biggest she'd ever seen in the flesh, and her mouth began to water.

Chloe had described his cock as a large zucchini. It wasn't that big, but it was large, and it was hard, and Belinda wanted it. And she wanted it sooooo bad!

She flipped her slip upward, flashing her pussy at him for a brief moment.

His brown eyes sparkled, and he licked his lips.

She dropped the slip again and turned, casing a strap down over one shoulder. When she rotated toward Dwayne again, one tit was bare. She bounced it in her hand, pointed the nipple at him. She squeezed her tit.

He stood up, his prick extended nine inches from his loosened jeans. Belinda lowered her other shoulder strap, baring her left tit.

Dwayne came toward her, his prick throbbing.

Belinda wiggled away from him. She wanted it, but she didn't want him to think she was that easy. Let him work a few moments longer. He'd appreciate it that much more. "Chloe tells me you're working at the university," she said. "How do you like it there?"

"It's not bad. Why don't you come a little closer and I'll show you what I did on the job today?"

"I'm sure!" Belinda giggled. "Like, do they have a fuck-break now?"

He got her by the waist and pulled her to him, and she knew it was time to stop playing and start fucking.

She stood still while he pulled her slip upward, off her body, and she stood naked in front of him, wearing only her thigh-high stockings. His hands moved up and down her body, testing the bared contours of her tits, the firm smoothness of her belly, the swelling curves of her hips.

He rubbed his hand up and down the bun-like swell of her pussy, fingers sliding through her muff of dull gold hair.

Belinda sighed and rubbed her cunt on his hand.

"Are all of you Parsons women natural blondes?" he asked.

Belinda beamed and nodded. His knuckles were tickling her cunt gash and she was leaking cunt-ooze like a cracked pipe.

She encircled the base of Dwayne's prick, and she stroked up and down.

She kept hitting herself in the mouth with her hand, but she didn't give a fuck about that. She could feel his bulbous cock-knob expanding, enlarging, and she knew he was about to fill her mouth with the sticky hot squirt of his lust!

"Ahhhhh!" Belinda gasped as his jizz began to pour across her lapping tongue.

She tightened her fist and milked him dry, guzzling down every drop of Dwayne's sperm. Her mouth tightened around his cockhead, and she sucked hard.

Her mouth was full of his squirting jizz, and she gargled it down, savoring the rich, viscous load as it trickled down to her churning tummy. His prick kept on quivering, though it was drained, and she sucked without let-up. He stayed hard. Oh, God, did he ever stay hard!

She raised her mouth from his cock. A few strings of cum oozed from her lips, dripping down her chin.

"Does Chloe suck dick that good?" she asked.

Belinda didn't expect an answer. She knew Chloe couldn't compete with her when it came to blowing the stuffing's out of a hard cock.

Dwayne sank to his knees and pushed Belinda over onto her back. He covered her mouth in a kiss, his tongue plunging between her lips. His hard prick banged against her belly. His hands ranged up and down her long tanned body, exploring every sensuous spot, and locating a couple that she hadn't known were sensuous until Dwayne Murphy got his fingers onto them.

He went down on her tits, sucking her nipples harder than she had ever thought they could get. His teeth gnawed. His hand was in her cunt, spreading the tight and tender lips, a finger pushing into the sopping depths.

She moaned at his penetration, but she squeezed her thighs together and sucked him deep into her hole. Belinda writhed, pulling him in and out, fingerfucking herself on his probing digit. Her cuntjuices drenched him, and she fondled his head while her belly, toward the dull gold shimmer of her pussy fur. The hairs were matted and damp with her cunt-leakage. He pushed his lips down into them, taking out his finger as he began to lick and lap her pussylips.

He kept her pussylips open wide, and his tongue roved through her trench, stimulating her cunt-hole, her clitoris. He rolled her over, and Belinda giggled as he spread her asscheeks and applied his tongue to her shithole, too!

No one had ever licked Belinda's asshole, except for Chloe. Guys didn't seem to know that a girl enjoyed some mouth-work at her back door. Dwayne knew, though, and he dug his fingers into the spongy cheeks of her ass, spreading them, dilating her asshole, exposing it to the horny attack of his hot wet tongue.

He licked down to her cunt from the rear. His tongue slipped up her cunt-hole, pushing deep, and she whined in gratification. She squirmed, rubbing her clit on the carpet.

Her ass lifted to Dwayne's face, and he cupped her pussy, squeezing it hard, as he alternated his tongue work between her cunt and her asshole, licking and sucking till Belinda was about to jump out of her taut tanned skin.

"You better fuck me, dude!" she panted, looking back over her shoulder. "You damn well better fuck me!"

That was exactly what Dwayne had in mind. He pulled her up, onto her knees, with her ass jutting into the air. He knelt behind her. He slapped her ass with his hard, sticky cock, using the knob to tease her shitter and her pussy in alternate passes.

"Oh, don't make me wait!" Belinda snarled, reaching beneath herself.

She grabbed the head of his prick, giving the knob a squeeze so hard that a bubble of cum squirted without warning in the hollow of her hand. She put his cockhead against her pussy-mouth and she wriggled back, impaling her pussy on his cock in one quick gulp.

As he filled her cunt with his throbbing hard rod, Belinda's head jerked back and she made a whining shriek.

Dwayne shoved until his cock was fully engulfed within her cunt. Her tight cunt and his swollen prick made a perfect fit.

Belinda frigged her clit in spurns while he fucked her. He grabbed her chin and covered her mouth in another of those wild kisses. His tongue fucked her throat almost as hard, as deep, as his cock fucked her pussy.

She liked getting it from the rear, especially when he took two big handfuls of her tits, mauling her fat bouncy tits while he fucked her pussyhole. His cock got slicker and harder, the more it slid in and out of her pussy, and Belinda's cunt got wetter and more responsive.

She clenched her muscles around him, milking at the fat shaft of his prick. She heard his husky voice growling in pleasure. She took the deep probing stabs of his prick, her cunt lengthening with each fuck-thrust, sucking more and more of Dwayne's cock into her bubbling pussy.

He fucked her hard, just the way she liked it. They didn't have all day, anyway. Mom and Joanna would be back sooner or later, and Belinda didn't really want to get caught with her pussy full of cock. Mom knew she fucked, but it would be a little embarrassing to be discovered in the act. Yet she felt so Goddamn good that she was starting to think she wouldn't care if the whole fucking world walked in on her!

Dwayne was the best fuck she'd ever had. God, she could hardly believe he'd moved in next door to her!

His cock slipped out of her pussy and she felt suddenly lost and empty. She frigged her clit stuffed a finger into her empty cunt-hole. "Oh, don't stop now, you motherfucker!"

Then she felt his big, swollen, pussy-slick knob beginning to poke at her asshole.

"You ever get the urge to try it a little differently?" Dwayne asked.

"You mean, like, up the shithole?" Belinda giggled. "Oh, maybe if the right guy asked me, I might be willing to try. So, are you asking, dude?"

"No," Dwayne said as he slapped her lightly on the ass. "I'm telling. Your ass is about to meet my dick."

Chapter SIX

Belinda had never let a guy put his cock up her ass before. Sure, she liked to be licked and fingered back there. But what the hell, it was just a hole, and holes were made to be fucked.

"Stick it in before I cool off totally," she panted. "I might not let you if I get my senses back."

His cock was slick from its immersion in her oozing cunt. The plum-like knob battled with the tightness of her asshole, and he had to do a little licking and fingering, just to open up her slitter. She tried to help, frigging her clit while he played with her asshole. The heat in her crotch simmered enticingly, and she found herself becoming more and more aroused.

His tongue slid in and out of her asshole while his fingers spread the checks of her ass. Then he gave her a quick finger-thrust.

Belinda yelped and stiffened, but it wasn't from the hurt, it was the surprise of his sudden intrusion. "Oooooh! You've got big fingers, dude!"

"Got something bigger," he reminded her, reaming her asshole with his middle finger.

She squirmed and writhed, wiggling her ass from side to side. The tightness released, and her shitter opened up. His finger moved deep, the nail scratching her colon, and she gave a deep grunting moan.

He got another finger inside.

"Ohhhh!" Belinda lifted her ass into the air. Dwayne kissed her crack, and his tongue tickled. She was still massaging her clit, slipping a finger into her pussy. She could feel his fingers moving inside her ass, when she was in her cunt! The tips touched, only a thin layer of flesh separating them.

Then his finger came out, and he knelt behind her. He pushed his cock straight into her asshole, still dilated from his finger work, and his bulbous cock-knob entered Belinda's shitchute. It was a hell of a lot bigger than his fingers, and she grunted again, as if she were straining to pass an oversize turd. But the pressure was coming into her, not going out.

He pinched the fleshy cheeks of her ass, squeezing, as he prodded her asshole with his prick. He fucked deeper, and there was a hot burning sensation in Belinda's rear end.

"Noooooo," the whimpered, but she wasn't sure she meant it.

She pinched her clit. Juice ran like piss from the mouth of her cunt. She poked into her pussy, arousing it to even greater excitement while Dwayne stirred her shit. She was rapidly getting used to the feel of his cock jammed up her tailpipe. God, she liked it! And then he started to fuck in and out of her, and she knew she liked it!

He fucked as hard as he could, given the tightness of her asshole. His groin banged against her asscheeks, the flesh rippling like tanned waves under his repeated impact.

"Oh, Christ, fuck me!" she moaned. "Oh, fucking fuuuuuuck meeeeee!"

His cock burned inside her ass, but it was a sweet wild burning that drove her mad with lust. She shoved more fingers up her tight wet cunt, fucking them in rhythm to the steely ramrodding that reamed her shithole.

He came out of her.

"No, no, you son of a bitch! I want you to keep on fucking meeee!"

He rolled her over, lifting her legs high, spreading them wide. Her ass lifted from the floor and his cock sawed back and forth along her cunt-gash.

Dwayne pulled back and shoved his cock up her ass again, and now Belinda could look down between the mounds of her tits and watch the driving, furious thrusts of his prick.

Both of them were playing with her cunt while they ass fucked. She squeezed her clit, pinching it like a pimple, and Dwayne gave her four fingers up the pussy to counteract the stabbing of his ass-maddened cock.

She knew she was going to come, and she moaned in anticipation of the delicious moments of release. She frigged her clit raw. She might not fuck for weeks! But she'd drop her pants again as soon as she had a chance to get Dwayne alone, and she knew it.

"Oh, you bastard, fuck me!" she gasped, ramming her body up to meet the thrusts of his rock-hard prick. "Fuck me in my Goddamn ass!"

"Jesus, how filthy!" a chirpy voice interrupted. "He's actually got his dick up your butt?"

Dwayne shoved home and looked upward.

Belinda's head spun around.

The squirt was standing beside them.

Chloe licked her lips, staring down at the fuck in progress. She cupped her tits, which looked perky under a thin T-shirt. She squeezed them.

Her thighs rubbed together, pressuring against her warm little cunt.

"What the fuck are you doing back here!" Belinda snapped. "I told you to get lost!"

Chloe just stared at Dwayne's cock. Her mouth began to water. She wondered if she could talk him into fucking her ass, too. But, God, wouldn't it hurt, having something that big shoved up a hole as tight and tiny as her asshole.

"I fucked him too, remember?" Chloe said. "In fact, you wouldn't even have known about him if you hadn't tortured the information out of me, you slut."

She pulled up her shirt and flashed her tits at Dwayne.

"Remember these?" Chloe giggled. "Or has my big sister's rack spoiled you for cute titties altogether?"

Dwayne grinned. He worked his cock inside Belinda's ass, and the hot, big-busted blonde started to moan all over again.

Chloe smiled. She loved to watch Belinda getting it. A couple of times her big sister had allowed Chloe to peek from concealment while she got it on with some local stud. Of course, it wasn't as much fun as trading pussy-licks with her sister.

Chloe knelt, and she leaned down to Belinda's pussy. Dwayne took his fingers out, and Chloe sucked them into her mouth. She hoped it would remind him that she was also pretty good when it came to a cock in her mouth.

From her vantage point, Chloe had a clear shot of Dwayne's cock stuffed into her sister's tailpipe. The sight was intoxicating. Chloe rocked up and down, pressing her ass down against her calves, imagining that she was the one who was getting fucked in the ass.

Her tongue bled through her sister's pussy-slit, licking the big hard clit. She licked it, kissed it warmly, then licked it again, her mouth getting wetter and wetter. Drool ran from her lips, spilling into Belinda's sloppy pink pussy-groove. She cased her tongue into Belinda's cunt-hole while Dwayne spread it for her, and she licked her sister inside out.

Then she stood up, lowering her shorts and panties. She straddled Belinda and presented her pussy to Dwayne. He dove for her pussy and started to suck. He went straight to her most erogenous spots and he made them even more erogenous.

Chloe fucked his face, murmuring encouragement. "Yes, mmmm! Yessssss!"

She could hear the slaps as his body rammed again Belinda's. She could hear the squelchy sound of his cock invading and reinvading her sister's shiner. Hands crept up her legs, and she felt Belinda's knowing touch.

Chloe smeared her wet hot pussy nil over Dwayne's slurping mouth, then she cased back from him, squatting down upon her sister's face. They'd never done anything quite like this before, and Chloe was thrilled to the gills.

She was juicy wet in the pussy, and Belinda was obviously thirsty for the taste of it. Belinda's tongue plunged into Chloe, flicking the tight pink hole of her ripe little pussy, and her hands squeezed energetically at buttcheeks. She licked pussy, then moved to her kid sister's asshole. It couldn't be half as exciting as what Dwayne was doing to her shiner, but it was enough to make Chloe squeal and whine and moan.

Chloe leaned forward, going down on her sister's cunt while Dwayne continued to fuck the hole next door.

Belinda rocked and rolled beneath Chloe and Dwayne.

By stretching a little, she found that she could also lick Dwayne's cock while it fucked mend out of Belinda. His prick tasted like shit, but it was her sister's shit, and Chloe had been eating that almost all her life. Her tongue lapped up and down the jabbing shaft, then fluttered back into Belinda's cunt.

Suddenly Dwayne yanked his cock out of Belinda and shoved it into Chloe's mouth. The younger girl gasped at the sudden intrusion, and once she got her lips wrapped around his she couldn't do anything but suck that cock, and did she ever suck!

Dwayne fucked her mouth till his meat dripped with her spit, then he shoved his prick back up Belinda's asshole.

He alternated that way, ram-fucking Belinda's shitter for half a dozen strokes, then feeding his ass-greasy cock to Chloe.

Belinda didn't seem to mind the occasional emptiness in her well-fucked ass. She kept on gobbling her sister's pussy, and juice was oozing from her pussy.

Chloe felt the need to come. She squirmed, forcing her cunt into her sister's mouth.

"Eat me, you slut!"

Belinda's tongue worked like a live wire across Chloe's fully erect clit, whipping it till Chloe gasped and giggled and pissed a river of juice into her sister's mouth.

Dwayne was still alternating his fuck-strokes between Belinda's ass and Chloe's Chloe sucked his cock desperately, hoping that he would spill his load on her tongue. She had her fist shoved up Belinda's pussy, fucking it as if her hand were a cock, and slobber ran down her chin when she was not mouth-full of Dwayne's cock. She panted, hardly able to wait for him to give his shit-smeared prick to her hungry mouth.

Chloe felt bound a convulse beneath her, and she knew that her sister was coming. She looked up at Dwayne's face and she knew that he was just beginning to spill his load up Belinda's whole.

"Give me some, cock sucker!" Chloe gasped, grabbing his cock with her free hand and pulling it out of her sister's whole.

His cock came out squirting. His cum splashed Chloe's face and she lapped it as it spurted. Her mouth ovaled, and a long slimy splatter of jizz drenched her tongue. She got him by the balls and gave them an almost vicious squeeze, and still more of the white cock-milk gushed into her mouth and onto her face. She sucked until his prick went totally soft on her tongue, and even then, she didn't want to let go.

Then they rested for ten minutes.

"You said yesterday," Chloe purred, playing with Dwayne's soft, cum-slimed cock, "that you got into trouble at home, and had to come up here to hide out. What kind of trouble was it, stud?"

Dwayne grinned. "Well, it's really a little embarrassing. But if you have to know, I was sorta fucking this girl, named Robin."

"What's sorta fucking?" Chloe wondered. "Did you just dry-hump her?"

"No!" Dwayne laughed. "I didn't dry-hump her. I wish I had. She got pregnant. The only problem was, I was also fucking her mother, and she turned up pregnant too. I just can't figure out what relation Robin's kid is going to be to Mindy's kid, y'know?"

"God!" Belinda exclaimed. "That's almost disgusting!"

"I think it's nasty!" Chloe smiled. "And I like nasty! Hey, dude which of them was better? The calf or the cow?"

Dwayne shrugged. "Mindy, I guess. Older women kinda turn me on."

"I bet she wasn't a Goddamn bit better than I am," Belinda said with assurance. "Was she?"

Chloe giggled. "We better watch, out, Belinda, maybe he's just using us so he can get at our mom?" Her blue eyes became enormous. "Oh, shill I completely forgot! The reason I'm home is because I ran into Mom and Joanna at the mall. Mom let me out while she parked the car, then she was going over to Joanna's for a cup of coffee, but she'll be here any fucking second!"

Joanna Murphy followed Thalia Parsons through the front door. She was a little surprised to see her nephew Dwayne, with Thalia's two daughters. No, she wasn't surprised. She'd seen Dwayne last night as he watched Belinda undress. She'd figured her nephew would try to meet the cute blonde next door.

"Well, Dwayne," Joanna said, trying to sound more casual than she felt. "I wondered where you were."

Dwayne smiled. His face was a little flushed. Joanna wondered just what he and the Parsons girls might have been up to. She was positive she could see a hair caught between his upper front teeth. She glanced at Thalia, whose face bore an expression that looked a hell of a lot like shock. But why should she be stunned? Joanna frowned. She wondered if something was going on that she knew absolutely nothing about.

Chapter SEVEN

Joanna awoke from the midst of a very strange dream. Her nephew Dwayne was sitting naked on a throne, his cock erect and capped with a big purple bulb, while women threw themselves at his feet and rose reverently to press their lips against the unbelievably swollen crown of his cock.

She could even recognize the women who were so anxious to lick her nephew's prick. There was Belinda Parsons, and her kid sister Chloe, and the woman standing behind Chloe, tapping her feet in impatience, looked exactly like Thalia!

"Hurry up," Thalia was saying. "I want my turn on that sweet fat rod..."

Joanna sat up in bed, shaking her head. "Jesus! That was fucking weird!"

She shivered softly in the darkness. It was early morning. What an unholy hour to be awake! She lay back, closing her eyes, willing herself back to sleep. But then her eyes opened and she sat up again. What the hell was that sound?

Quietly, she got out of bed and went tiptoeing down the hall. The closer she got, the more certain she was that the noises were coming from her nephew's bedroom.

But this time his door was shut tight -- unlike last night -- and she frowned. She could hear soft whimpering sounds, and the rhythmic rock of bedsprings, but she could not see what was happening on the other side of that Goddamn door!

"Oh... Dwayne..." It was the purring invitation of a soft, sex-charged voice.

Damn it! Joanna thought. That long-legged slut Belinda had sneaked into Dwayne's room. No doubt she was in there getting ready to fuck his brains out!

Just like his troubles back home, Joanna reminded herself. Dwayne simply couldn't keep his prick in his pants, and now he was starting all over again with the girl next door.

From inside the bedroom came the panting sounds of a girl in heat. Even with the door shut, Joanna could easily imagine what was happening now. Maybe her dream hadn't been so far off the mark after all.

But she wasn't sure, and she didn't want to make a big stink until she was positive what her nephew was up to.

Joanna tied the sash of her robe. She crept into the kitchen, opening the back door quietly. The neighborhood was dark, all the windows down for the night -- all except for whatever was taking place in her nephew's bedroom.

A misty rain was just beginning to fall. The TV weatherman had predicted a rainy, damp weekend, and Joanna could smell the precipitation in the air. She wished to hell she'd at least put on her slippers. The grass was already getting wet beneath her feet.

She went around the side of the house, making for Dwayne's lighted window. The curtain was not entirely drawn and she could see enough to make her jaw drop in shock.

It wasn't Belinda who was in her nephew's room!

Dwayne was frolicking with Chloe Parsons! Joanna was truly startled at the sight. She'd never suspected anything like this out of Chloe. But yes -- the big blonde was obviously a slut, but she'd always regarded Chloe as a sweet innocent virgin.

Chloe was stripped naked, her slit, almost childlike body glowing in sexual arousal. She fondled her small, pointy wits, and her head was tossed back, was moaning sounds oozing from her lips.

"Ooooohhh, Dwayne! Eat my motherfucking pussy!" she squealed. "I love the way you suck a cunt!"

Dwayne's head was down between Chloe's legs, and the young blonde jerked each time his mouth attacked her. She giggled, and she squeezed her thighs against the sides of his head.

He was lying at the foot of his bed, in plain sight of the window. He was as naked as Chloe, and his prick was sticking straight out, bobbing against his thigh as he continued to suck on the girl's pussy.

Joanna hung to the windowsill, staring in horror. Oh, Jesus, this was awful! How could she ever explain this to Thalia?

Dwayne's head rose from between the hot young nymphette's legs. She stretched out, running her hands up and down her quivering little body. She squeezed passionately at her tits, teasing the nipples to make them even harder than they already were.

"Oh, I came soooo good!" she trilled. "Now come up here and give me a great big kiss. I wanna see if your mouth tastes like my pussy!"

Dwayne stretched out beside her. Chloe gasped as he mauled her little tits, and her body lifted toward him. She put her arms around his neck and licked his face, his lips, giggling when she tasted cunt on his mouth. His lips parted and she fucked him with her tongue.

Her thigh was thrown across his lap, the soft smooth flesh stroking at the bobbing length of Dwayne's upright cock. From time to time, she reached down and tickled him, just below the cock-knob, then she squeezed his prick with her eager fist.

He went down on her tits. As his lips pursed to suck one long pink nipple, Chloe gave a squeal.

"Sshhh!" Dwayne snapped. "I don't wanna wake up Aunt Joanna!"

Chloe just smirked. "Maybe she could join us. You told me you dug older women. But if you like them so much, how come you keep on fucking us young ones?"

"Because you're here," Dwayne said frankly. "And speaking of here, why don't you put your mouth where it will do both of us the most good."

Joanna gasped in disbelief, peeking through the window, as the lithe Chloe wiggled around and shoved her face down into Dwayne's lap.

Chloe got his prick in both hands and rubbed it on her face, her tits. She squeezed her tit mounds together around it and fucked him up and down. She smiled as the friction heated up her skin. She thrust out her tongue, licking at the knob of his cock when he shoved it at her face.

Dwayne worked his fingers through Chloe's silky blonde hair as she tongued his cock.

"Not bad," he sighed. "You're gonna be one hell of fuck."

Chloe stuck her tongue put at him, then lapped his cock even more lewdly, giggling all the while.

From the window, Joanna was still in total shock. And her shock didn't decrease when Chloe stopped teasing and started sucking. Her innocent face looked full of Dwayne's sizable hard prick.

Chloe rolled her eyes appreciatively, too, making cute but sexy faces at him, but mostly she ate his prick.

Joanna's temples pounded as she watched. She pressed her body against the window ledge, suddenly becoming aware that her nipples were rock-hard under her T-shirt and that her pussy was dripping juice into her panties.

Oh, Jesus, she thought, I hope nobody looks out their window.

She glanced around. The nearby houses were all dark. The rain had begun to pick up in intensity, spattering down in a heavier stream.

Joanna was soaked to the skin, her hair hanging in soppy ringlets. Under her bare feet, the ground became soft and squishy.

Chloe's mouth worked wetly on Dwayne's cock. She didn't suck him deeply, but she sucked him with passion, releasing his cock from her mouth every few moments so she could lick hungrily up and down his cockshaft. She nursed his balls, even put her finger back into the crack of his ass, jabbing at his shitter while she tongued his big bulging cum-vein.

"Ahhh!" Dwayne growled. "You're one nasty little bitch tonight, Chloe -- you jealous because I fucked your big sister before you could get your licks in this afternoon?"

The little blonde slipped the knob of Dwayne's prick into her mouth, holding it tightly. She pressed her palms against his shaft, from either side, and started to work them up and down, stroking his cock off.

"Oh, you want some cum, huh, baby?" Dwayne caressed her head. "Well, I think we could manage that! Just suck me a little longer..."

Joanna pushed her tits against the window ledge. Ohhhh! Her nipples were so hard they hurt! But the more she rubbed them against the ledge, the more excited they seemed to become. She couldn't deny it. She was getting really turned-on.

Joanna cupped her tits, squeezing them. The nipples arched outward, punching the soaked fabric of her T-shirt. Even the damp material couldn't quell that heat that bubbled from within her tits. She felt as if she were standing in a cloud of steam as the cool rain continued to fail upon her heated body.

This was what she'd done last night, she realized, only then she'd had the decency to do it inside, in private. Now, she was about to jerk herself off, out here in her backyard. Even on a moonless, rainy night, it seemed a rather public thing to do, but she was too far gone to care.

Chloe's slim, glowing body caught Joanna's attention most of all. She'd always found Chloe adorable, like a frisky kitten, but now she was something more.

Joanna wasn't a lesbian, but a couple of dines she had drunk in the sleek, adolescent freshness of the nude, cocksucking Chloe.

Her hands moved down her front, to her crotch. The rain, and the exudations of her cunt, had left her panties dripping wet. She stuck a hand into her panties, squeezed her quivering cunt. She licked her lips as she watched her neighbor's younger daughter in action with Dwayne.

Chloe's gasp and gurgle were audible as Dwayne's cum spilled across her tongue. She milked him rapidly with her hands, and she sucked the fluid from his spurting cock. Jizz ran from her mouth, down the shaft, into the tangle of hairs at the base of his prick. She kept on sucking.

Lifting her face from his throbbing prick, Chloe tightened a fist around his cock and moved it up the shaft, squeezing fiercely just below his cock-knob, until another bubbling drop of jizm oozed from the slit. She licked it off, then she licked her cum-wet fingers, and then she cleaned his cock off with her tongue.

Dwayne's cock stayed rock-hard while Chloe licked it. No cock could go soft, with that frisky, energetic tongue licking all over his prick.

Joanna's finger poked in and out of her pussy, and she was trying not to moan out loud.

Chloe stood up on the bed, momentarily facing the window.

Joanna was sure the girl had seen her, but Chloe gave no sign.

Chloe stood there a moment, her petite body totally on display. She was like a flower just bursting into bloom. Her cupcake-sized tits sported stiff pink nipples, her darling face beamed with sexual hunger, and her pussy-hole opened just enough for the pink interior to show.

"Now we fuck!" Chloe announced, squatting downward.

Her cunt opened as she spread her legs.

Joanna's heart jumped into her throat at the sight of Chloe's pussy. It descended toward the upstanding lance of Dwayne's cock.

When she got near enough, Chloe took his cock in hand and guided it to her cunt. She closed her eyes and made a murmuring sound as she fed the prick into her tight teenaged cunt-hole.

"It's so big!"

It was. It looked like a salami being pushed into a wedding ring. But Chloe wanted it, and she took it, squeezing her cunt downward to gobble up Dwayne's prick, and she kept moving downward until her pussy was full of his cock. Her tits heaved, and her tummy sucked in as she writhed atop the boy. She stroked his balls, squeezed them, frigging her clit at the same time. The kid was clearly having the time of her life.

She began to ride up and down on his cock, once she'd gotten used to the swollen presence within her super-tight pussy-hole.

As she rode Dwayne, Chloe moaned and purred and kept her hands busy, playing with everything that moved. Dwayne massaged her tits.

"Will you stick it up my ass, like you, did Belinda?" Chloe panted, fucking him harder. "I really, think I'd like to try that!"

"Not with Aunt Jo asleep on the other side of the bathroom, baby. But you just keep the K-Y handy. I'll do it to you one of these days."

"Oooohhh!" Chloe giggled.

Joanna was as horrified as she was aroused, and that was considerable.

But the rain was heavier now, and she was getting drenched. She couldn't stay out here another moment. As much as she hated to leave, she would have to go inside and put on some dry nightclothes. Then she wondered if Dwayne and Chloe would hear the soft buzz of her vibrator.

With her middle finger shoved to the hilt up her cunt, Joanna crept through the backdoor and tiptoed to her bedroom, closing the door as quietly as possible.

She could still hear the moaning and the rocking of the bed, and she knew that Dwayne was fucking the living shit out of Chloe's cunt.

Joanna stripped off her soaked nightgown and panties, then she lay down on the bed. She put the pillow between her legs and humped it, while she massaged and licked the ends of her tits. The sounds coming from Dwayne's room grew louder, as Chloe fucked nearer and nearer to an orgasm.

The noises were like a spur to Joanna's clit. She kicked the pillow away and took her cunt in both hands, viciously peeling back the lips and thrusting three fingers into her hot wet pussy.

Her bed began to shake and rock almost in rhythm to the bed-rattles that came from the room down the hall. But she knew that Dwayne and Chloe were so wrapped up in themselves they'd never hear her, and she needed to get off!

"Yesssss..." she hissed, the fingers up her cunt, the heel of her hand grinding against her throbbing clitty.

An orgasm began to rush through her pussy. Her teeth chattered, her temples pounded, her body oozed cold sweat. She could hear the whimpering moans of Chloe's climax, happening at almost the same moment, and she threw herself even more madly into her come, pretending that she was sharing it with the darling little blonde from next door.

Chapter EIGHT

What a fucking shit heap of a week! Belinda Parsons decided. But she was pretending the part of a brave, cheerful, positive girl, and she flashed her most dazzling smile at Chuck Woods, wishing she had checked into the Cozy Rest Motel with Dwayne Murphy, instead.

On the other hand, she wad definitely going to get screwed, and that was always something to look forward to. Chuck was already opening the pint of whiskey, getting ready to make a couple of drinks. As if Belinda needed to be juiced in order to get juicy!

Motels really weren't Belinda's thing, but they couldn't go to Chuck's and they couldn't go to her house either, and she'd absolutely refused to fuck in the back seat of cars. So Chuck had sprung for a room here at the hot sheets. Not the first time, but she was still sorry she wasn't here with the guy from next door.

Belinda was convinced that meeting Dwayne had been the catalyst that had changed her life. Unfortunately, other than that dynamite fuck in the living room of her house, she hadn't had much chance to try his cock on for size. And now, three days later, she was still thinking dreamily of that sweet hot fuck he'd thrown into her -- including that ramrod ding of her virgin ass hole -- and she was wondering if Chuck was man enough to satisfy her newfound needs.

Not that Chuck was so bad. Like, she'd been going out with him for quite a while, and he was under the impression that he was her steady. And he was a pretty good lay, but he wasn't Dwayne.

Belinda paraded around the room, conscious of Chuck's eyes upon her. She was dressed for a date, with a tight black sheath dress, no sleeves, the hem striking her about a third of the way down her thighs. She'd found it in some of her mom's old clothes, a leftover from the early 60's, but it looked just great in '88, and especially on Belinda. The way Chuck was eyeing her, she was sure of it.

While he poured the drinks, Belinda took off the dress. If it looked good, what she wore under it was even more fine. Her bra and panties were black, looking dark against the sun-kissed gold of her skin. Chuck liked garters and stockings, and she had worn a pair just for him. Curlicue designs ran down both sides of her hose, accentuating the length of her legs.

Chuck handed her a glass. She tipped it to his, and smiled alluringly over the rim of her glass. She could already see the bulge in his pants. He had a nice prick, but it wasn't like Dwayne's. At least, he didn't use it as well.

Chuck put down his glass and slipped his hands around Belinda. She sipped her drink while he began to feel her up. She enjoyed being felt up, as always.

His hands moved over her black, bra-covered tits. The bra wasn't that much of a covering, and her nipples began to push out the centers of the black lacy cups. His fingers stroked them back and forth, feeling them lengthening as they got harder and harder.

His body brushed against hers, and she could feel the bulge of his cock in his pants. Until she'd met Dwayne Murphy, Chuck's cock had been plenty for Belinda, but now, even with its hardness rubbing against her, she felt a little disappointed. But not so disappointed that she didn't plan to fuck this dude's brains out.

He unsnapped her bra, and the cups fell away from her tits. He sighed, as he always did when her tits came into view. His hands covered the bare, Jello-jiggly mounds. He squeezed her tits.

Belinda closed her eyes as her tits filled his clutching fists. Her hand went down to stroke his full-grown cock-bulge. Yeah, he was hard, all right!

She put her drink on the dresser table and gave him her full attention. She opened his shirt. His chest was broad and hairy. She loved to feel it.

Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, she caressed his chest, his shoulders, his neck. The high heels put her in great shape to be kissed, and she opened her mouth to his questing tongue.

He manipulated her hard nipples, and her tit tips stiffened between his fingers. He bent down to suck on them.

"Oooohhh, Chuckie!" She giggled, feeding him a randy tit.

His other hand was between her legs, stroking the crinkly satin of her black panties. His finger pushed in, stuffing itself and the panty fabric into Belinda's cunt. He couldn't finger-fuck very deeply, but he moved his finger in and out, and she wiggled and giggled as she spread her legs a little wider, deepening her pussy-hole to his attack.

He fucked his finger and her panties into her cunt-hole, poking shallowly, and she bounced up and down in her spikey heels, feeding her cunt to his finger. She was already tugging down his zipper and reaching inside his pants.

Belinda had no idea how many times she had fucked his cock, or sucked it, but she was pretty sure she was about to do it one more time.

He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She lay back, posing, while he stripped. She watched his pants drop, saw his cock rise up, thick and hard. She touched her tits, pleasuring the already-rigid nipples with the tips of her long red fingernails. She wondered if Chuck had ever stuffed his cock up a girl's asshole. She wondered if his prick would feel as good up her asshole as Dwayne Murphy's had, then she wondered if she was ever gonna get the chance to have Dwayne's cock in her mouth, ass or pussy again!

Chuck joined her on the bed, bin big hairy body rubbing all over hers. He stuck his hand down the front of her panties and felt her pussy, which was leaking piss-warm juices already and he cupped a fistful of her pussy and squeezed, as if he were wringing an orange.

Belinda was turned on.

Chuck buried his face between her tits and blew on them, slobbering and nipping his way up from her cleavage to the tingly tips of her nipples. He opened his mouth wide and sucked a whole tit inside. Belinda's 38-C vanished into his mouth and he sucked hard on it, putting a vacuum pressure on her throbbing nipples while his hand continued to slide through the soft hairs of her cunt, stroking her clit and the drippy arousal of her cunt-slit.

Now his finger went inside her pussy. Belinda moaned. He had a middle finger the size of some guys' cocks, and he used it like a prick inside her, probing, prodding, thrusting almost to the pit of her pussy.

It was the usual Saturday night at Cozy Rest, Belinda decided, rolling and rocking under Chuck's assault and listening to the noises that crept through the flimsy walls. Someone had sprung for a fuck film, a room or two away; she could hear the cheap tinny generic music that always played on the porno soundtracks. And closer, probably two rooms down, someone was getting one hell of a fucking!

"Ohhhhh!" It was a woman's voice, moaning like a banshee in heat, and tuned to the rhythmic rock of a bed.

Belinda closed her eyes, drinking in the sound. It was a slow dreamy fuck, she could tell from the woman's cries. As Chuck's finger stabbed in and out of her cunt, she listened to the noises of that other couple, envying them the rhythm and the pace of their sweet sex. Chuck wasn't bad, but sometimes he was in too damn much of a hurry.

But Belinda was in a little bit of a hurry herself. He was turning her on like crazy, and her pussy was sucking at his finger, and she was wishing his fingernail could spout a geyser of jizz into her creamy hole. She could use a hot squirt right now, just to cool her down a little!

She wriggled from beneath him, throwing herself upon his cock. She'd rather have been sucking on Dwayne's prick.

She slipped her lips over his cock-knob, sipping his prick in and out. The friction of her mouth and tongue made his cock grow harder, hotter. She could feel the excitement flowing through his meat, pre-cum oozing onto her tongue with each lustful swipe.

Lifting her head, she squeezed his cock-knob from beneath, until his piss-slit winked open. She attacked it with her tongue, thrusting as if she meant to penetrate his piss-slit.

He yelped and grabbed her head, guiding her downward. "Oh, baby, your sucking's the greatest!"

Her tongue moved through the tiny slit like a saw blade as his prick trembled inside her hand.

She licked downward to his balls, stroking the upper half of Chuck's prick. Her mouth opened wide to suck on his balls. She rocked his balls around with her tongue, and the power surged through his upstanding prick where her fist encircled it. She licked his shithole, too, her tongue pointed and perky and passionate. Then it was back to his balls for a little more sucking, and at last her tongue licked back up Chuck's cock, making for the big purple knob.

His foreskin was peeled all the way down, the cock-knob entirely exposed. It looked as big as a tomato, and almost as red. Belinda made her mouth a wet ripe oval and she slid it down over the end of Chuck's prick, pushing south until her lips were flushed against his groin and the head of his prick was somewhere inside her throat.

She moved up and down in a series of slow rises and falls, taking his cock down her throat to the balls again and again. Guys were always impressed with that, especially guys who had pricks as big as Chuck's, and Belinda loved to show off a little. But his cock was heating up, and even more than the showing off, she fucking loved the way his prick tasted!

She was on her hands and knees beside him, face angled down into his crotch, her ass pointing toward his head. He put his hand up to her crotch once more, and he used his fingers like a drill bit in her dripping pussy. His thumb entered her cunt, and he reamed her mercilessly, grinding his hand against her aroused clit and her tingling cuntlips. One finger tickled the sensitized tightness of her asshole.

She kept on sucking, hungry for the squirt of his jizz.

Chuck explored the wet lips of Belinda's cunt, scooping juices out of her wet cunt-hole. Her pussy got slicker and slicker. He pulled out his wet thumb and rubbed it against her asshole.

Belinda murmured and purred and giggled around her total mouthful of his prick. She almost bit his cock in two when he started to shove his thumb up her ass, though! It was a little further than he usually went, but he seemed to be a little more turned on tonight, and that was fine with Belinda, who was about to burst from arousal.

Part of it was the feel of his throbbing cock stuffed to the gills in her throat. Part of it was the normal anticipation of getting fucked. Part of it had to be the nonstop noises that came from the other rooms.

That woman must be getting the fuck of a lifetime, to judge from the way she was moaning and whining? Now and then her voice drifted higher, becoming a softly sensuous scream. It made Belinda's clit tingle, and she was sure it was arousing Chuck as well.

And now it was Belinda's turn to scream, tough she couldn't get out much of a sound with her mouth totally full of Chuck's prick. His thumb popped her assring, lubed by the juice it had squeezed out of her pussy, and he began to ream her asshole.

She swayed tremulously, her mouth going slack on Chuck's prick, and she absorbed the grinding rotation of his thumb as it opened her shitter.

She could almost taste the passion surging in his cock, and each time she squeezed his balls, a little squirt of jizz bubbled from the tip of Chuck's prick. He couldn't last two more minutes without shooting. It was no time to begin an assfuck that would be over before it ever got good.

She rocked back against his ass-fucking thumb. The heel of his hand pressed against her dripping pussy mouth, friction humming on her hard hot clit. She raised her face from his cock, just hanging onto it now, and she did the grind on Chuck's hand until her lust seemed to explode. An orgasm exploded inside her pussy, transmitting itself somehow to her asshole as well!

"Gonna fuck you for a minute, now!" she panted, popping her ass off his inserted thumb.

She turned, straddled him, rammed her cunt down over the uplifted end of Chuck's prick. Her cunt-hole was open, wet, greasy -- fucking ready, man! She slammed downward, taking him to the balls in one gulp, and she leaned forward as her hips rose and fell.

She slapped him in the face with her big dangling tits.

"Fuck me! Oh, fuck me!" she moaned.

He sucked on her tits while he rammed his cock into her cunt-hole. He was on a really short leash now, as anxious to squirt as she was to feel another come detonate inside her pussy. She just wanted to get this fuck out of the way so they could get primed for the sweet tight surprise she had decided to give Chuckie baby. When she took it up the ass, she wanted it to last a long time!

The woman in heat, down the row, was apparently on fire now. Everybody in the fucking motel could probably hear her every gasp, every moan, every sigh.

Belinda could almost hear the squish of the cock that fucked her hole and brought the woman to a pinnacle of delight. Just listening to the sounds of another bitch in heat made Belinda that much more excited.

"Dwayne! Oh, Jesus! You fuck me like a God!" the woman squealed the bed audibly rocking beneath her.

Belinda's head jerked around. Dwayne? Oh, shit, there were probably a hundred thousand guys named Dwayne in Ohio, right? But how many of them could fuck women like a God?

Chuck bit into Belinda's nearest tit, and she turned her attention back to the job at hand. His prick felt as if it was the size of a watermelon inside her pussy now, stretching the walls of her cunt almost to the breaking point.

It was all she could do to keep her pussy sliding up and down.

He grabbed her by the ass and pulled her down, lunging up at the same moment to impale her totally on his bulging prick. His face contorted in the moment of orgasm, and she felt the hot gushing discharge of his jizz, the milky cum squirting straight into her pussy.

Her cunt ground hard against his belly as it sucked his cock dry, and the pressure on Belinda's clit was enough to make her come again too, even more intense than the orgasm she'd felt when Chuckie had reamed her pussy and asshole with his horny fingers. She squirmed down upon his cock, the slime oozing out of her prick-stretched sheath to clot in their entangled crotch hairs.

And not far away, that other bitch was coming too, screaming like a hyena in the rush of her climax, the sounds penetrating into the room Belinda and Chuck shared.

The woman's cries excited Belinda almost as much as her own sensations, and they intensified the orgasm that was racing through the ripe teenaged blonde. It was as if the women were fucking the same prick, Belinda thought madly, collapsing atop Chuck, her pussy full of his thick squirting jizz.

She slid off him, the slime running out of her tingle-lipped cunt-hole and down her smooth thighs. She stroked herself, standing by the bed, and she licked the discharge off her fingers. Mixed with her own cum, it tasted even better than when she drank it straight from the squirting knob of his prick.

"Oh, shit!" she gasped. "The ice is all melted, and I need another drink in the worst way!"

Belinda slipped into her panties, pulled on Chuck's T-shirt, then grabbed the Styrofoam ice chest. The ice machine was outside, but she was dressed decently enough for the Cozy Rest.

"I'll be back in a sec. And when I do, I'm gonna make your day, like, totally, dude!" Belinda winked, then went out the door.

Chapter NINE

All in all, it had been an okay week, Dwayne Murphy decided, while Thalia Parsons lay across him, her mouth full of his ripe hard cock, her jaws working frantically as she gulped his meat. Of course, he did feel a little weird about checking into a motel with a lady old enough to be his mother, but fuck, man, that was life!

Like, they couldn't fuck at Thalia's place because her kids were around, and she didn't want them to know about her and Dwayne. He damn sure couldn't bring her over to Aunt Joanna's.

They could have parked in the woods, but the back seat on his car was a little small for making out. And anyway, it had been raining steadily since last night, so they needed to find some place dry and comfortable. Besides, Thalia said she was much too old to get screwed in a parked car in any case -- even her own.

But she wasn't too old to get her ass fucked off, and she had pretty much insisted he do her tonight. Damn, and Belinda had been after him for a date, too! That was the big problem of fucking a mother and daughter when neither one knew he was screwing the other. He had to sneak around so much!

So here they were at the Cozy Rest. It wasn't the Sheraton, but it had a bed, and it had a little privacy.

For a few bucks extra they could have had a fuck film on the TV, but who needed stimulation like that when he had Thalia? The bitch was on him as soon as the door closed behind them, climbing his body like an ivy vine and rubbing him up with every sweet hot thing she had!

While Thalia sucked his prick, Dwayne lay back, enjoying the shit out of it and listening to the sounds that came from nearby rooms. Lots of fucking going on here tonight. He was happy to add his bit to the big picture.

Thalia licked the sides of his cock, and her tongue had a slightly sandy feel to it, like a fine scraping across his flesh. It made his spine tingle and his skin crawl, and it kept his cock as hard as a board.

Once in the mail room, she'd flipped up her skirt, showing him she had no panties underneath and allowed him to tease her tight and tiny asshole with the big swollen knob of his cock.

He could still feel the snug resistance of the minuscule opening -- so tight it was hard for him believe she used the thing to shit with. Her asshole had parted gingerly, allowing just the point of his cock to enter where his finger and tongue had already been.

She was still a little coy about it, but he could sense her resistance dwindling, and he was determined to fuck her shithole tonight or die trying.

All things considered, Thalia was one hell of a piece. Sure, she was thirty-eight or forty, and she was small and kinda titless, but her petite body was toned and trim, and she had moves like a Swiss watch. Four years of widowhood had fine-tuned her desires, and now that she could work them all out with Dwayne, she was acting as if she'd never heard of the word no.

When the heat was on her, Thalia was a wild fuck, and Dwayne sometimes had trouble keeping up with her. She was as horny as Belinda, and as nasty as Chloe.

Her tongue prodded into his shitter. She held his asscheeks open, and she made humming sounds as she licked his ass. This was the second or third time she'd done it to him, and she hadn't even needed to be asked, this time. She licked as if she loved the taste of his shit! Her tongue felt like a tiny wet turd trying to crawl back up into his lower intestine. He shoved his ass at her and she ate it up.

Dwayne turned around, his prick sticking out almost a foot long. It whacked her in the face.

She grabbed it with both hands, fed it into her mouth, down-throated him in a single gulp.

Dwayne gasped and thrust, again and again, into her wet mouth.

Her teeth clenched around his cock, but his cock was so hard he just fucked himself in and out of her, while she did her Goddamnedest to suck him dry.

Dribbles of fizz squirted from his cock as she blew him, but he willed his balls to hold back, to save something for the real action. If he closed his eyes and imagined Aunt Jo's face, watching in horror as he fucked Thalia, he found that his balls relaxed to the proper degree. But Thalia's tongue reheated him, and the process began all over again.

Thalia could have taught both her daughters a lot about sucking prick, Dwayne decided. She could have taught them a little about being ladies, too. The girls were, after all, just a bit aggressive, especially Chloe.

Her head rose and fell like a piston on his jutting prick. He kept fucking her throat, and she kept swallowing him with audible gulp and groans. The noises vibrated along his entire cockshaft, and his balls jingled in response. His arm lay on the curve of her ass, and he stroked her warm, live-wire body while he fed her his cock.

Dwayne moved his hand back into the crack of her ass. He stroked lightly, ticklishly, from the base of her spine to the starfish opening of her shitter, and he could feel her response being transmitted to his prick.

She worked her head from side to side, grinding her upper front teeth back and forth over his bloated cum vein. A little more of that and the bitch would have her self the mouthful she was obviously thirsting after! As it was, his prick gushed another little dribble of cum, splashing her tongue as she lapped him, and he saw her throat move as she gulped down more of his cock.

He got his fingers wet in her pussy which was very juicy, and he moved them in and out of her asshole. He had a thumb and forefinger up her. Her pussy was almost big enough that he could snap his fingers inside her cunt, but the more he worked on her, the tighter her pussy seemed to become. He kept his fingers busy, priming her pussy for what he had in mind.

"I don't wanna come in your mouth, baby. I wanna shoot my jism all over your cunt! Why don't you bring that pussy up here and let me finish getting it ready for some fucking?"

"It's ready already," Thalia smirked, straddling his chest and bringing her pussy down to him.

He got her by the asscheeks and shoved his face up into her pussy pie, sniffing at the funky, hot aroma of her arousal.

She looked really sexy tonight, in a bra that was cut so low that the pink tips of her nipples stuck out over the lacy top, and until he had taken them off, she'd been wearing a pair of panties that covered only her blonde bush. The back end was just a string that rode tautly between the firm cheeks of her ass.

She still had on a garter belt and blue textured nylons that made Dwayne's cock harden at first sight. Borrowed from Belinda, Thalia explained. Dwayne reached up to stroke the garter belt, the straps that stretched over Thalia's hips. She scooted closer, pushing her cunt into his face. He opened his mouth and started to eat.

He didn't have to be asked twice to eat Thalia's pussy. It tasted fucking good, man! Robin's mom had had kind of a stale taste, until he began screwing her regularly, Thalia's cunt had a ripe musky flavor from the start, a little like anchovies but with a hint of honey.

Dwayne spread her cuntlips and scratched the insides with his fingertips while his tongue began to explore the inner folds of her pussy.

She moved forward, dominating him with her cunt. He was in the mood to be dominated. The funky miasma of her pussy enfolded his face like steam, and he let his tongue glide through her cunt-groove easily, almost casually. But each spot at which he lingered was guaranteed to make the bitch moan her guts out.

He sucked at her clit until it was as hard as it could be. The pearl-like button peeked from it's little crevice, so big he had to wonder how it could have hidden away in that tiny nook. It glistened with his saliva, and with each lick made it wetter, and each kiss made it bigger. He took it between his lips and tapped it with his tongue, humming at the same time.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Thalia gasped, slamming her pussy down into his mouth.

He got his nose full of her cunt-hairs. He opened his mouth, covering her cunt-gash with it, and he sucked, pulling on the inner pussylips. His tongue poked and prodded between them, into the heart of Thalia's shimmering damp cunt, and her moaning became more intense.

"Eat my pussy, you horny son of a bitch!" Thalia panted, pumping his face with her pussy.

He kept on sucking, his hands right on her ass. His fingertips were in her crack, and he kept tickling her asshole while he gobbled her cunt. He had something special in mind for her asshole, and he suspected she would like it too.

He rolled her off his face, so that she was on her back, her knees drawn up. He moved into the spread of them, descending upon her cunt.

He peeled back the inner labes, which stuck out half an inch by now, and he bared the cherry-red interior of her cunt to his delighted eyes. His mouth moved down and his tongue sliced through her cunt-groove.

With his shoulders against the backs of her thighs, he pushed, lifting her ass slightly upward and baring the taut wrinkle of her asshole. His tongue dropped down to visit there, and she definitely enjoyed it.

"You nasty little bastard!" she sighed. "You're licking me where I shit!"

He stuck a finger into his mouth, getting it wet, then he pushed it into her pussy. She would never again be as tight as Chloe but she was snug with lust, and the mesh of her cunt-muscles resisted the plunge of his finger. He persisted. His finger sank into her up to the knuckle. He rotated it, and Thalia screeched with delight.

"Yesssssss! Fuck my cunt with your motherfucking finger, baby!"

She bounced beneath him, her cunt sheathing and unsheathing his stabbing digit, while his tongue kept on arousing her excited whole.

The smell of her pussy was tangy in the air. She was coming her guts out while he diddled her. Good. The more she came, the better she fucked.

He gave her ass one more lick, then he climbed up her body, mounting her writhing flesh. He straightened out his prick, ramming it straight into Thalia's cunt.

The bulbous cock-knob parted her pussylips and sank into her.

She stiffened beneath him, gasping. "Ohhhh, Dwayne, fuck meeeee!"

Her legs folded around his body as she held him in a death grip. He rose up, withdrawing his cock, then he plunged home again, a savage fierce thrust that shook her like an earthquake. She closed her eyes, moaned, and climaxed again.

Dwayne pressed down with his prick, fully imbedding it in Thalia's pussy, and he held himself there, crammed to the balls in her cunt. The gravy of her cunt flowed around his cock, and her cunt walls sucked like a hundred thirsty mouths along the barrel of his shaft.

He began to fuck, doing it slowly, carefully, the friction of his cock maintaining the simmery heat that bubbled within her cunt. His fuckstrokes were long, strong, deep, and slow, and he felt her responding beneath him. She lifted her hips from the bed, levering herself with her legs around him.

Dwayne grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and stuffed it under Thalia's ass. His hands moved down to cup the cheeks of her ass. He held them possessively while he fucked his cock in and out of her bung hole. She couldn't stop moaning. The suction of her pussy on his prick increased.

Again he caressed her asscrack, tickling her shitter while he fucked her. She giggled like one of her daughters. His finger entered her shitter, and her blue eyes opened wide.

"You're incorrigible," she whispered. "Absolutely incorrigible!"

His finger poked into her asshole, the muscles resisting for a moment and then surrendering.

His finger went deep, and her eyes almost popped out of her skull.

"Bastard!" she gasped. "Dirty asshole fucking bastard!" whispered Dwayne.

"Bet your ass I am and after we finish this round, I'm really gonna fuck your asshole, mama!"

The words seemed to drive her wild. She rocked frantically beneath him, using every muscle in her cunt to grab his cock. His prick got stiffer and bigger inside her, and her cunt seemed to contract to almost unbearable tightness.

He had to fight for every fuck-stroke, but for a pussy like this, fighting was not too big a price to pay. He worked his hips, driving into her pussy with his prick, and his finger pushed deeper into her tight, greasy asshole.

"Oh, Dwayne, you fuck me likes God!" she screamed, bursting into yet another orgasmic explosion beneath him.

The words made his prick get bigger and bigger inside her. He leaned down, licking her hard-nippled tits where the pink buds extended over the lacy top of her bra. She moaned again, and he started to suck her tits, as if he expected them to squirt his mouth full of milk. His prick sawed more furiously into her cunt, and his finger continued to ream her asshole. She was coming and his balls were about to pop, too.

Suddenly he jerked his cock out of her pussy and aimed it at her face.

"Ohhhhh, Dwayne!" she sobbed as his jizz splattered her.

He'd intended to come in her cunt, but he had felt the sudden need to see her face slimy with his sperm, one more time!

She basked in his cum-spray, her hand massaging the sticky cum into her face and tits. Her other hand seized his prick, finished the job of draining him. She lapped the jizz off his prick and sucked at the cock-knob, thirsty for more. She didn't look like anyone's mother, blowing his sticky prick.

He collapsed beside her, panting. His prick would not go soft, and he knew he would fuck her again, but he needed a moment to catch his breath.

"God, I need a drink," she sighed, running a hand over his broad smooth chest.

She tweaked a nipple, leaned down to kiss it. She'd insisted on bringing a fifth of scotch.

Dwayne slid off the bed. "No ice."

She smiled, and now she looked exactly like somebody's mother, assigning a chore to a reluctant kid.

"Okay," Dwayne said, picking up pants. "I'll go get some more fucking ice, Thalia. But when I get back, you better watch your ass, baby -- and I mean that literally!"

He zipped up, not bothering with a shirt, and he went to the door, barefooted. He went out -- damn, it was still raining like a son of a bitch.

He pattered down the walkway in his bare feet.

Someone was already at the ice cooler. From the back, she looked good. It was a tousle-haired blonde, wearing a guy's shirt, and black stockings. He could see the garter straps coming down from under the tail of the shirt. He supposed she was wearing panties, but he couldn't really tell. She had a fine, fine ass.

She started to close the lid. "Don't bother, I need some ice, too." She turned, and he nearly shit. "Dwayne!"

Dwayne's brain was totally numb at the shock of the encounter.

Belinda couldn't believe what she saw when she turned around. She dropped her Styrofoam ice bucket and the ice cubes hit the pavement.

"You bastard! You couldn't go out with me but you're here at the Cozy Rest! What did you do, run into some slut who fucks better than I do?"

Her voice was loud. Dwayne blushed. He couldn't remember ever having blushed before, in his whole life. But he was a little embarrassed right now, and he thought he had the right to be. How would he ever explain to Belinda that he was fucking her mother in the next room up the row?

"You sonofabitch!" she went on, picking up some of the fallen ice cubes and throwing them at him. "You no-good sonofabitch!"

And at that moment the door behind Dwayne opened.

With Dwayne's shirt wrapped around her shoulders, Thalia Parsons leaned out of the doorway. "You better hurry up, stud! As soon as I get that drink, I'm going to blow your cock hard and let you stick it straight up my -- Belinda!"

"Mom?" the teenaged blonde gasped.

Belinda stared at the open shirt, through which one of her mother's small firm tits protruded, her pink nipple stiff and perky.

And then both of the Parsons women turned to Dwayne.

"Surprise, surprise!" He shrugged.

The shit has hit the fan, he thought. Let's see how bad it stinks.

Chapter TEN

Joanna Murphy lay in bed, listening to the rain outside. It had been raining steadily for almost twenty-four hours.

Normally the sound of rain left Joanna in a mellow, laid-back mood. Not tonight. She was still thinking about what she had seen the other night in Dwayne's bedroom. Her nephew fucking little Chloe Parsons from next door.

She could hardly believe it, though her eyes had seen it all. And as she lay in the darkness, she found her mind reluctantly summoning up the image of Chloe, naked, seductive. God, she thought, I'm old enough to be her mother! And her mother is my best friend!

But the sparkle in the girl's blue eyes, the quivery jiggle of her tiny tits, the excitement with which she'd forced her pussy to Dwayne's big hard cock -- the images simply would not go away! And the more she thought about them, the more vivid they became to Joanna Murphy.

She turned over and curled up into a fetal ball, but she could not find the relief she sought in sleep. Her hand began to creep between her legs, stroking her cunt from beneath as she huddled with her knees drawn up -- just as she'd done the other night, just as she'd done a couple of times a day ever since.

At least she had the grace to blush as her pussy opened for the caress of her fingers, as her clit began to bud and grow under the stimulation. There was a burgeoning warmth deep inside her pussy, and she knew she was going to jerk off one more time, remembering what she had seen.

She straightened out, puffing her nightie up with one hand, running the other across her aching tits.

Joanna could hardly believe the feelings inside her. As a young girl, she'd had strange attractions and sensations, which she had carefully repressed because they seemed so nasty. As a mature woman, she'd lived out her fantasies a time or three, never satisfactorily, but never any less satisfactory than her relationships with men.

She was a dud at sex, except when it came to jerking off, she thought bitterly, and now she was fantasizing about a young girl who would probably be horrified at the very idea of touching another female body. She felt like a pervert, but she was unbearably aroused.

"Damn it, I'm alone in the house, finally I can do whatever the fuck I want!"

She reached into the nightstand drawer and came out with her vibrator. A test showed that the batteries were in fine shape. She slid her panties down. With Dwayne around, she hadn't been able to make much use of her comforting toy, but she'd make up for it tonight!

Joanna stroked her bared nipples with the buzzing vibrator, watching them erect in quivery spurts and shudders. Her hand was down between her legs, pawing her cunt. Her inner cuntlips were itchy with lust, and she stroked them repeatedly while she teased her tits with the vibrator. Slowly she began to move the sex toy down her stomach, toward the upper edge of her pussy bush.

She knew she wasn't a beauty. Her face was only passable, her body just so-so. She wasn't overweight or rail-skinny, but she would never stand out in a crowd. The dildo made her feel very very special, though, and she glowed from her building arousal.

Her clit was hard, tingly-tipped, and she attacked it with the vibrator, stroking it in short passes. Her clit kept on hardening, and a milky ooze formed just within the scarlet trench of her cunt. She spread her pussylips, baring her pussyhole, and she grazed her cunt-gash with the buzzing head of the vibrator.

"Ahhhh!" she purred, writhing as the feelings got better and better.

The dildo stayed busy, her cunt opening to expose more and more of the interior to the vibration of the plastic prick. It did a better job for her than any flesh-and-meat prick she'd ever fucked, and that was for damn sure.

"Fuck me!" she panted. "Fuck me like Dwayne fucked that darling little Chloe!"

She straightened the vibrator, its paint already snagged within the loose moist mouth of her pussy. She gave it a vicious shove, burying three inches of the whirring dildo up her aroused pussy. The buzz trembled through her cunt. She pushed the object deeper, then pulled it out, cunt sopping wet, and used it on her clit once more.

She sat up, rising onto her knees, and she fucked herself from behind, reaching behind her ass to guide the vibrator in and out of her pussy from a new angle. She gave herself a dozen fast, furious strokes, then withdrew it again, bringing the point to bear against her constricted asshole.

Sometimes she liked to stick fingers up her ass while she played with herself. A time or two she'd even stuck the vibrator up her shithole. She worked her tight anal opening, undecided how far to go. The constant whir of the vibrator was a Goddamn persuasive argument for some whole masturbation!

As she continued to tickle her ass, she reached beneath herself and stuck a couple of fingers into her pussy. She didn't have to worry about Dwayne hearing the sound of the vibrator. She didn't have to worry about him hearing the sound of her whimpering sexual moans. It was a great night for fucking! Even for fucking herself.

She decided that her cunt needed more attention than her asshole, and she stuffed the vibrator back into her cunt-hole. It fucked better than any man she'd ever been with, and she never failed to come when she was riding her faithful friend.

She turned abruptly. What the hell was that noise? She switched off the vibrator, then pulled up her panda.

Oh, God, there it was again! She shoved the vibrator under the pillow and sat trembling in the dark, terrified. But she had to do something.

Joanna got out of bed, her heart in her throat.

She had distinctly heard the sounds of someone trying to jimmy open a window. And then a loud thumping sound.


The sound came from outside.

She could hear the whimper most clearly from the kitchen, despite the steady downpour of the rain. Joanna took a deep breath and opened the kitchen door, then went out onto the porch, a flashlight in her hand.

The backyard was mostly mud. She stepped into it with bare feet, grimacing.

Turning the corner of the house, she stopped short.

Chloe Parsons was lying on the ground, just below Dwayne's window. The girl looked up as the light caught her.

"I, uh..." Then Chloe lowered her gaze. She looked very very embarrassed.

Joanna took her into the house. The girl was mud from neck to ankles. She had obviously taken a hard fall, and she walked with a ginger step, rubbing at her cute little ass as if it hurt.

"I was, uh, well, uh..." Chloe stammered, avoiding Joanna's eyes.

"You were trying to get into Dwayne's room, weren't you?" Joanna challenged. "And you fell down."

Chloe blushed and nodded.

Joanna sighed. "Okay. Let's see how badly you might be hurt. And we'll try to get you cleaned up."

Chloe was wearing shorts and a thin top which clung to her apple-sized tits, accentuating the pointiness of her nipples.

Joanna tried hard not to look, but it was impossible. The rain had soaked Chloe's clothing, and it was almost glued to her lithe young body.

"Are you hun?" Joanna asked. "Should we maybe call the emergency squad?"

Chloe shook her head. "I just bumped my ass, honest, Jo! My foot slipped."

She was sitting on the toilet, while Joanna dabbed at the scratch on one thigh. The crotch of her skimpy shorts had risen high into her crack.

Joanna glanced up and saw the curls of Chloe's pussy hair showing -- even the edges of her little cunt.

She sighed again. "I know what you were up to. I saw you the other night."

Chloe looked up, her blue eyes big. Her lips were soft and moist, and Joanna had to turn away lest she betray herself.

The tub was almost full.

"Okay," Joanna said. "Let's get you cleaned up now so we can tell if there's any damage. Come on, get your clothes off and into the tub."

Joanna helped Chloe up. The girl took off her top, her shorts. She had nothing on underneath. Obviously she'd been expecting some action in Dwayne's bedroom.

Close up, her body was golden and sylph-like. Her small tits were capped by pointy pink nipples, her pussy was thatched in a soft fuzz of blonde hair, her cunt-crack plainly visible amid the pale, sparse curls.

Joanna felt the most horrible need to reach out and touch the girl. She wanted to crush that soft sweet tender body against her own, drown Chloe's mouth in a hot kiss, enfold the girl with the heat of her own tits. Again and again she tried to tell herself that it was crazy, that Chloe would be horrified traumatized for life, perhaps.

Chloe stepped into the tub, momentarily exposing her pussy-crack. The inner pink glistened, and Joanna's heart leaped into her mouth.

Chloe sank down into the tub, sighing. "Mmmmmm, that feels real good."

She came back out, and Joanna was ready with a towel. As noncommittally as possible, she patted the girl dry, then turned her around. No bruises. Chloe's lithe young body looked perfect.

Chloe sat down on the john. "I'm really sorry to be so much trouble, Joanna."

The older woman turned away. Her fingers were itching, and her tongue was bone dry.

"Chloe," she asked, turning again, "how do you think of me?"

Chloe giggled. "Well, you're my mom's best friend, and about her age, so I guess I think of you sort of like my aunt."

Joanna's heart turned to lead.

The girl stood up. "But on the other hand, I can see that your nipples are big and hard under your shirt, and when you think I'm not looking, you keep glancing at my pussy."

She giggled again, seeing her words strike home like mows.

"And even if you really were my aunt, Jo, if you wanted to, I'd let you do everything I already let my sister do to me..."

Chloe went to Joanna, her arms open, her young tits lifted high and proud and perky, her smile an irresistible invitation.

"I'm not a lesbian," Joanna insisted, her mouth exploring up and down Chloe's body. "I'm really not a lesbian."

"Coulda fooled me!" Chloe giggled.

She fed one of her tits into Joanna's lips, sighing as Joanna took hold of the nipple and began to suck. Joanna's hand was down between Chloe's legs, stroking the girl's pussy. From between the tight lips, moisture was already beginning to seep outward.

Chloe was a little surprised, but not at all displeased, that Joanna had come on to her. It was a lot different from doing it with Belinda. Her sister tended to be kinda bitchy, and she only wanted to do it when she was horny or trying to get something out of Chloe. Joanna was just the apposite. She made love to Chloe, anxious to give her pleasure. And Chloe was getting a hell of a lot of it!

She moved her hands up and down Joanna, discovering the tactile delights of the older woman's body. Naked, Joanna wasn't bad looking. She wasn't especially pretty, but she had nice tits, with enormous brown nipples that were as thick as Chloe's thumbs. It was a real thrill to roll the nipples between her fingers, to milk them and feel them stiffening with more and more arousal.

Joanna's tit-flesh was soft and spongy, and Chloe's fingers sank into it as if she were squeezing on a feather pillow. She bounced the tits, loving the shuddery ripples that ran through them. And then her hands moved downward into the hairy patch at Joanna's crotch. The cunt-fur was dark and thick, and the pussylips wore full and prominent beneath it. Chloe's finger traced the cunt-gash, poking in and out of it, feeling the steamy heat that was coming out of Joanna's pussy.

Joanna moved around so Chloe could get her finger deeper into her cunt.

Chloe moaned around the tit she was eating as her finger suddenly plunged like a miniature cock into the depths of Joanna's hole. Chloe giggled and fucked in and out of Joanna. She responded just like Belinda, the younger girl decided. Slit, making it with girls was a cinch! And Chloe already knew how much fun it could be.

"Let's suck each other," Chloe suggested. "Belinda and I do that all the time! I'm the littlest, so I should be on top."

And with this, the tiny teenager mounted Joanna, wiggling down into position. She presented her cunt to the older woman with no teasing preliminaries.

Chloe sighed as Joanna opened her pussy and started to suck, lick, and kiss her cunt. She wondered how many times Joanna had actually done it. Joanna was a little awkward and tentative -- but she was more than eager, and her tongue entered Chloe's tight tiny pussy pocket, slurping up the sticky juices.

Joanna drank in the smell and taste of Chloe's pussy. Maybe, she thought, maybe I really am a lesbian. She'd never had any luck at all with men.

Chloe racked atop Joanna for a long moment, relishing the way the older woman ate her pussy. With a little practice, Joanna could be one hell of a cunt-eater, the teen decided. Joanna's tongue got more and more wicked, the more it lapped, and Chloe's cunt began to drool honey cum into Joanna's mouth. Chloe could smell the arousal in her new lover's pussy, and she began to feel a little hungry herself.

She licked delicately, up and down Joanna's gash. She got some hair on her mouth, but she didn't really mind. Chloe spread the furry flaps, exposing the sweetmeats inside, and she dipped her tongue into it, siphoning the juices from Joanna's cunt. The deeper inside she slipped her tongue, the wetter and sweeter Joanna tasted.

Joanna couldn't keep her tongue off Chloe's clit. It was tiny and pinkish and it kept peeking out. Her tongue sloshed it each time it emerged, and it seemed to take heart from the licking. Chloe's clit grew to the size of a baby pea and Joanna could feel the heat, the excitement of it beneath her tongue. She pushed in and pressed a longing kiss onto Chloe's clit, her lips reluctant to let go.

Chloe was sticking one of her fingers into Joanna's pussy. Her pussy was tighter than Belinda's, the younger girl was delighted to find, and she had to struggle to get inside it. But when she did, she felt Joanna convulsing beneath her. She poked her finger in and out, using her own lips on Joanna's clit, paying the older woman back, suck for suck, lick for lick.

Joanna was rocking up and down, shoving herself up at Chloe, and the little blonde teen could smell an orgasm on the way.

She swished her pussy back and forth over Joanna's face. She squeezed in with her thighs, momentarily trapping the woman's tongue in her steamy teen cunt. Joanna's mouth was glued to her pussy. A river of juice ran from Chloe's cunt into Joanna's sucking mouth. Chloe bounced her pussy up and down, and an excited, quivery orgasm shot through her cunt. Chloe lifted her head and howled, her finger stuffed to the knuckle up Joanna's pussy.

"Maybe in the pussy? And maybe..." her eyes sparkled lasciviously, "maybe in the ass, too, if we wanted to be really naughty?"

"Yes!" Joanna whispered. "Yes, honey, I think we can!"

She took the dildo from Chloe's hand and she began to caress the overheated young girl with it. Chloe purred as her firm little nipples were teased to total erections.

"You said you'd fuck me," Chloe pointed out, reaching down to spread her pussy.

Joanna slid the buzzing tip down Chloe's flat tummy. She moved the point into the exposed pink pussy-hole, guiding it between the fingers that opened the hole.

"Oooohhh, it tickles!" Chloe squealed. "Now stick it in! Fuck me like Dwayne fucks me, Joanna! Fuck me like a God!"

Joanna closed her eyes and shoved, ramming the dildo into the young girl's bubbling cunt-hole.

"And then you'll do me?" Joanna whispered, but Chloe was too busy coming to answer.

Joanna fed a tit into the girls whimpering mouth and she felt the firm knowing suction. She could never face Thalia Parsons again, but would have enough memories to last the rest of her life.

Chapter ELEVEN

"You cunt!" Belinda shouted. "You're fucking Dwayne!"

"You slut!" Thalia replied. "What are you doing at this sleazy motel!"

"Get inside," Dwayne said, grabbing Belinda's arm and hustling her into the room. "No sense giving the whole town a free show."

Inside, the two women glared at each other. "I can't believe this!" Belinda exclaimed. "My own mother, fucking my boyfriend..."

"My daughter, slutting out at a hot sheets motel... and what do you mean, your boyfriend, anyway?"

"Oh, fuck," Dwayne said, unzipping his pants.

The two women turned immediately toward him.

"This," he said, hauling out his prick, "is what's got your snatches in an uproar. So what's the fucking problem?"

It was essentially the same speech he'd made to Robin, when she found out about him and her mother Mindy, and he figured what the hell? It had worked once, right?

And it worked again. Just like before.

Dwayne lay on the bed, with Belinda on one side, her mom on the other. His pants were off, and both of them were stripped down to their garters and stockings. He had a hand on each ass, and he turned from side to side, sharing a knock-'em-dead smile and a tongue-swapping kiss with each woman in turn.

A big stiff prick did wonders for relieving hostility, and their hands were all over his. And it was stiff. Belinda's hand was cuddling his balls, while her mother stroked her fist up and down the throbbing shalt.

"This is insane!" Thalia sighed between licks at Dwayne's mouth. "I cannot possibly be sharing you with my daughter!"

"Daughters," Belinda corrected with a smirk. "He got into Chloe's pants even before he fucked me and you. The little whore just saw him and grabbed him."

Thalia's jaw dropped. She knew Belinda was fucking, but Chloe, too? That was a shock. On the other hand, she wondered if it was possible for any woman to resist a guy like Dwayne. She certainly hadn't been able to, and she was long past the age for schoolgirl infatuations. But Chloe?

"You bastard! You fucked both of my daughters? And then you fucked me, too? You're scum. And if you weren't such a fantastic screw, I'd turn you in to the police!"

"Shut up and suck me," Dwayne commanded.

He pushed Thalia's head down until she was staring at his cock from inches away. She looked at it for a long moment, then opens her mouth and fed it inside.

Dwayne gave a contented grunt as his cock vanished inside Thalia's mouth.

Belinda shook her head. "Jesus!"

Dwayne's cock vanished into Thalia's mouth, thrusting deeply, and Thalia sucked it with a voracious passion. She made gagging sounds is she ate, but she took him to the hilt again and again. Belinda's throat began to ache.

Dwayne leaned down and licked Belinda's hard-pointed tits. He teased the pink buds with his tongue, then sucked them into his mouth, lips stretching widely as he ingested more and more of Belinda's jiggly tit.

She pressed her chest against his face, guiding his hand down to her cunt. His finger entered her cunt-hole and started to ream out the wet tightness. She squeezed with her thighs, milking his finger as if it were a cock about to gush squirting jizz. And she watched her mother eat cock, envy starting to simmer.

Thalia came up for air, drool running out of her mouth. Dwayne's cock was slimy with her slobber. She slid her hand up and down, massaging the spit into his prick-flesh.

Belinda pushed her mom's hand away and took the prick into her own fist.

"Now I'll show you how it's really done," she sneered, twisting around to get within sucking distance.

Belinda took a lot of pride in her blowjobs. She gave Dwayne the full treatment. First she licked her mother's drool off his cock, replacing it with her own hot saliva. She lapped every inch of his exposed cock, from the cock-knob straight down the nine-inch shaft to the bloated balls. Opening wide, she sucked on them too, while her finger played between his asscheeks, tickling his shithole the way she knew he liked.

Glancing up, she saw that her mother was once again lipping Dwayne's cock-knob.

"Cool it, bitch!" she growled. "It's my turn now!"

Her mouth moved upward, but Thalia wouldn't let go. Belinda tongued the hard shaft, climbing north, and when she got to the tip, it was still in her mom's mouth.

She started to kiss around Thalia's lips, attacking everything else she could reach. In the process, her mouth touched her mother's. She saw her mom's eyes open wide at the contact, then Belinda was staring into her mother's eyes. Her eyebrows lifted, and so did Thalia's, and the older woman slowly raised her mouth from Dwayne's prick.

Thalia's lips were still wet, still parted, the tip of her tongue showing between them.

Belinda took the knob of the cock in hand and she leaned toward her mother. Her eyes closed dreamily as their mouths touched. Then they were kissing hotly, passionately. Open mouth pressed against open mouth. Tongue met tongue. Drool flowed from mother to daughter and back again. Their hands dueled along the throbbing length of Dwayne's cock, but they were no longer rivals.

Dwayne leaned back, smiling as he watched. Just like Robin and her mom, he thought. Turned on to each other as well as to him. And Christ, did it make his prick tingle to watch a couple of women French-kissing!

He took a tit in each hand, and he pinched their hardened nipples.

"Remember me?" he called.

She broke off their kiss and turned toward him.

He touched the hands that held his cock.

"I think I want to fuck," he announced. "Who's gonna be first?"

"Age before beauty!" Belinda giggled. "I wanna watch you screw my mom!"

Thalia was beaming as she spread her legs, and Dwayne climbed aboard.

Belinda reached in between their bodies and guided his cock into her mother's cunt-hole. She wrapped her arms round Dwayne, shoving her tits into his side, and as he thrust home, he was positive that Belinda's jerk of reaction was even more vibrant than Thalia's.

His prick shoved deep into Thalia, and she lifted her feet high into the air, kicking hard.

"Oh, fuck me, baby!" she gasped. "Fuck me while my little girl watches!"

Belinda was giggling like a child. "Fuck my mom! Give her what you've been giving me!"

Belinda throbbed with each thrust, her hands, her mouth, her tits all over Dwayne's body. She reached down his back, grabbing his balls from the rear, and she wrenched them encouragingly as he screwed her mother's cunt.

"But you Goddamn well better save something for me," she whispered into his ear, underlining it with her tongue.

As he fucked Thalia, her daughter slid around behind Dwayne. She kissed his shoulders, his neck. Her hands caressed his body, reaching down from time to time to cop a feel of her mother as well. She mounted him from the rear and humped her cunt against his ass while he drove his prick into her mom's pussy.

He could hear Belinda panting, feel her saliva dripping onto his back.

She moved downward, kissing her way down his spine. Her mouth worshiped his asscheeks, biting, kissing, chewing, licking. She spread his asscheeks and attacked his shitter with her lips and tongue. It made him fuck harder, deeper, into Thalia, especially when Belinda stretched his ass wide open and tried to fuck his asshole with her nasty, roused tongue.

Beneath him, Thalia was climaxing. His cock ramrodded into her orgasm, intensifying it, deepening it.

"Oh, you rotten little bastard!" she moaned. "You fucked us all!"

Belinda's tongue was shoved up his asshole and he was ready to blow his nuts too.

He came out of Thalia, fighting Belinda off his back. As he turned, she assumed the position. He pulled her onto him as he squatted on the bed, and he thrust his cock up into her cunt. She was wet and greasy, her cunt open, ready, excited. He fucked it, and it squeezed responsively around his prick.

"I'm gonna fuck you..." Belinda panted, pushing him backward.

He lay flat, and she rode him from above. Her pussy pistoned up and down on his prick, and he felt the unmistakable contraction of her orgasm, a moment or two before she knew she was about to come.

"Fuck you, baby!" he gasped, ramming hard.

Belinda stiffened atop him, moaning loudly. Thalia was positive that she had reached the pita of degradation. What had she to lose now? She rose to her knees, hand-frigging her pussy, and she went back to her daughter for more kisses, more feels.

"Don't get any wrong ideas," she told Belinda. "You still have to do the dishes at home."

Then her mouth clamped down upon her daughter's, her tits shoved tightly against Belinda's.

The blonde teenager began to come, almost without warning, except to Dwayne, who had known for a couple of minutes she was going to blow her ovaries. He fucked her tight pussy, filling and refilling it with his swollen cock.

Belinda rolled off his stiff prick, collapsing into a body-smashing embrace with her mother.

Dwayne watched the two women break more and more taboos as they writhed on the bed. Thalia had her finger up her horny daughter's convulsing cunt, and Belinda was sucking her mom's tits as she had not done since she was an infant. She fed on the pink nipples, and the drool ran out of her mouth.

He looked down at his own still-hard, cock, and he decided that he was in more of a mood to fuck than he had ever been in his life.

Dwayne guided Thalia's body onto her daughter's. It didn't take much persuasion. The woman was aroused, and so was her older child.

Belinda spread her legs, making room between them for her mom, then she squeezed them together. Pussy bumped pussy as the two horny women banged each other to more climaxes.

He based Thalia's ass, licking her ass-crack, tonguing her cunt and Belinda's while they continued to rub and bang together. His tongue moved to Thalia's shithole, and it was not nearly as tight as usual. That was a damn good sign. He wet his finger in Belinda's pussy, then in her mother's, and he brought it to the older woman's exposed, slightly ciliated asshole. Carefully he began to screw his finger into her asshole.

Thalia's ass-ring popped, audibly, and his finger poked deep into her shit-tunnel. It only made her squirm more frantically atop her daughter. Dwayne gave her another finger-jolt, and she slammed hard against Belinda. His finger followed her motion, poking deeper.

More of his finger sank into the woman's ass. He'd had her almost ready for an ass-fucking before he went out for ice and accidentally bumped into Belinda. It felt as if she was still ready, and more than ready.

He got up behind her. He took his finger out of her ass, replacing it almost immediately with the head of his cock. She screamed at the sudden intrusion of his hugeness, but she didn't try to wiggle free, and he pushed, giving her another inch or so of totally engorged, totally horny, prick-meat.

"You sonofabitch!" she wailed. "Oh, you've got it in my asshole!"

Beneath her, Belinda giggled. "Isn't it like, totally incredible, Mom? Having your ass full of that big juicy cock?"

"It... isn't... full... yet!" Thalia panted.

Dwayne laughed and gave her another couple of inches. He knew it must hurt like hell, but he didn't really give a shit. Her ass seemed unable to take any more of his cock, so he began to pump in and out with the position of his cock that had found entry into Thalia's shitter.

She was tight as hell, hot as hell. He kept on reaming her ass with his swollen cock, expanding upon the leverage he had already gained. And with each thrust, her ass seemed to open up a little deeper for him.

Now he had five inches of cock inside her ass, and he was gaining. Her shit-tube spread reluctantly, and she kept on moaning and groaning, but not once did she tell him to stop. And he didn't stop. He fucked her ass, while she continued to hump and grind against her daughter's live wire body.

In and out, ramming, driving -- Dwayne fucked Thalia Parsons. Each stroke was transmitted as shocks to her daughter. It was almost as if Dwayne was fucking both women.

He took his prick out of Thalia and shoved it up Belinda's pussy.

"Oh, you cocksucker! I want it in my ass, too! Just like you did the other day in our living room!"

"God!" Thalia sighed. "This is like something out of a Goddamn porno movie..."

The two women rolled apart. Both of them were on their knees now, with their thighs spread and their asses sticking up. Dwayne pushed his cock back into Thalia and he put his fingers to work on Belinda's exposed asshole.

His thumb punctured the shitter ring, and Belinda made a shrill mound of acceptance. He reamed her boldly, getting her ready for the big time while he fucked her mother's asshole.

Thalia exploded again, fucked to orgasm solely by the excitation of being ass-banged in her daughter's presence. Dwayne pronged her churning asshole for a few more moments, then withdrew his cock and presented it to Belinda.

She was already holding her asscheeks wide open, purring filthy invitations in his direction. "Fuck my asshole, baby! I want you to fuck my Goddamn asshole!"

His thumb had given him the preparation he needed. It came out and his prick replaced it. Belinda's shitter opened more quickly than her mother's. Without warning, he was inside her ass to the balls, and her shitter was spread so wide for him that he halfway thought he might get his nuts up her as well.

But instead, he just fucked, driving his cock up Belinda's more-than-eager ass, stroke after hot throbbing stroke. He sank into her, balls deep, poking his cock in one gut-busting stab after another. His hand was on her pussy, his fingers joining hers in nasty play wound the dripping crack of her cunt.

"Ooooohhhhh, yessssss, you're making me commmmmme!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

Dwayne fucked faster, his fingers puddling in Belinda's cummy cunt, and not three strokes later was he rewarded by the feel of her orgasm surrounding his hard prick.

He stabbed again, again, until Belinda went limp beneath him. Her ass was as tight as a drum around his cock. It spat him out when it could take him no more. His cock emerged, his shit smeared prick still hard. He would come, squirting jizz into the air, in another moment if no one touched him, but he would come like a fountain if one of these women saw fit to caress him even with a pinky finger.

"I'm gonna squirt -- oh, Jesus, I'm gonna squirt!"

Thalia turned, licking her lips, and she shoved her mouth down over the end of the cock that had just fucked her ass, and her daughter's ass too. She sucked his cock deep jut her throat.

Belinda turned, too, still dazed from the orgasm she was still experiencing.

"Give me some of it, you whore!"

Dwayne closed his eyes and fucked their mouths, one after the other. They were rivals no longer. Now they were just two women sharing a prick.

Belinda took a deep longing suck, then passed his prick back to her mother, who displayed her cock-sucking skills just as freely. They shared his prick, each of them sucking it deeply, voraciously.

In the midst of the sucking, Dwayne smiled. "Okay, bitches, you've fucking got it!"

The first squirt of his jizz splattered Thalia's tongue, the insides of her mouth. She coughed him out and Belinda took over, drinking more oozing cum. Her hand milked the shaft, teasing from it more sperm than Dwayne had ever been aware he had.

"You know," Belinda sighed, "the one I really feel sorry for is Chloe. Too bad she's not here with us, having a good time, instead of sitting around the house with nothing to brighten up her dull life. She may be just a squirt, but she would have loved this."

"And what about Joanna?" Thalia put in. "She never goes out, never has any fun. Dwayne, you horny fuck, you really oughta take some pity on your aunt and share a little of that delicious cock with her too. Or -- you nasty sonofabitch -- are you already giving it to her? Are you fucking all of us?"

"You know who else is neglected?" Dwayne teased, lying full-length between the two women.

They both shook their heads.

"The guy, whoever he was, that brought you here," Dwayne said. "And let you borrow his shirt so you could go for ice. I bet he thinks you've been kidnapped by terrorists."

"Shit!" Belinda sat up. "I forgot all about poor old Chuck!"

She leaned across the bed and grabbed the telephone.

"Chuck?" she asked. "You better get dressed and go home. I will definitely not be getting back to our room tonight. And maybe not tomorrow either. No, it's too long to explain. Trust me, dude."

Belinda hung up the phone.

"Well, that takes care of that." She smiled. "Do you think, Dwayne, that it might turn you on to watch me and my mother do it?"

Belinda giggled again. She had no doubt as to his answer.

Still, she had to feel a little sorry for her sister and for Dwayne's aunt. Jo and Chloe had missed out on all the good stuff, as usual. But there was no need crying over spilt cum, and after all, tomorrow was definitely another day.


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