Archive-name: neighborhood_slut

From: "Col.Brewster" <Macvsog@cris.com>

Subject: Neighborhood Slut (mf,ff,oral,anal,incest)

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest

I did not write this story!

Chapter 1.

Marcy Morris was looking forward to the naughty evening that she and
her handsome husband, Jim, had planned. Marcy loved to fuck, and her
husband loved to watch her get fucked, which was very convenient. Like
Jack Spratt and his wife, licking the platter clean, she figured. They
never had any trouble finding guys to fuck her, because Marcy had the
face of an angel, the body of a porno queen and an insatiable sexual
appetite.

She was truly spectacular... long, dark hair, flashing eyes, and a
full, red, sensual mouth that looked just made for wrapping round a man's
cock. Her breasts were firm and large, but somehow seemed as perfectly
proportioned as the rest of her gorgeous body. She had long, tanned legs,
a narrow waist, and an ass most men would gladly die for. Actually
several had... but that's another story.

This particular evening, Jim had set it up for Marcy to get fucked by
two of his friends and, naturally, Marcy was horny as could be at the
very prospect. But she didn't want to fuck Jim or give herself a hand-job
to relieve the pressure because, with two lovers to accommodate in a few
hours, she figured it would be better for all concerned to let her cunt
simmer with anticipation. Jim felt the same way. He had a gigantic
hard-on stuffing the front of his trousers, but he didn't want to empty
his balls until after he had watched Marcy get fucked.

Marcy was trying to watch television, but with her pussy smoldering
and juicing merrily away, she couldn't get comfortable. Jim was squirming
around as well, the front of his pants stretched taut with an almost
painful erection. Marcy kept throwing glances at Jim's bulging crotch.
The sight of her husband's obvious arousal made her pussy even hotter.
She knew that it was going to be difficult to resist temptation, so she
decided to take a walk to cool off.

Jim agreed it was a good idea, because he was having a hard time
restraining himself from whipping his prick out and jumping his sexy
young wife on the spot!

So, Marcy went for a stroll, with fascinating results......

Marcy was walking along the footpath through fairly heavy bushes and
foliage, the gentle afternoon breeze doing very little to cool down the
fires of passion that raged within her. As she passed a shady glen,
shielded by the surrounding undergrowth, Marcy thought she heard a noise.
She stopped and listened. The faint sound of voices filtered through the
undergrowth. Suddenly, her horniness was overwhelmed by curiosity.
Looking around to see if anyone was watching her, Marcy ducked into the
bushes and peeked into the clearing.

Sitting on a bench in the middle of the clearing were a couple of
teenagers, a girl and a boy. Marcy recognised them both. The girl was
Tracy Jackson, a pretty little sixteen-year-old who lived a couple of
doors down from Marcy. The boy was her boyfriend, Bobby Wilson.

Tracy was the classic `blue-eyed blonde', a real little stunner. Marcy
had seen her husband staring hungrily at the girl's long, tanned legs and
surprisingly well-developed young tits several times now. She'd jabbed
Jim viciously in the ribs and reminded him that the girl was only
sixteen, to which he'd replied, "Old enough to bleed... old enough to
breed!" Jim could be totally uncouth sometimes, thought Marcy as she
turned her attention to Tracy's young male companion.

Bobby was a good-looking, dark-haired, athletic boy who lived a couple
of streets away. He didn't have car yet, so he walked over to visit Tracy
every day. To see them sitting together somewhere was such a common sight
around the neighborhood, that Marcy was about to move off and continue
her walk.

Then, just as she was about to turn away, Bobby put his arm around
Tracy, and slid his hand down inside the girl's blouse. Marcy halted in
her tracks and grinned. They obviously thought they were secluded enough
to do some heavy petting.

Marcy knew that she should just move on quietly and leave them to it.
But her horniness had not subsided and suddenly she had a kinky urge to
spy on them. Although Marcy was the `performer' and her husband was the
`voyeur' in their marital misbehavior, Marcy liked to peek a bit,
herself.

The raven-haired beauty crept closer and stepped into the concealing
shade of a large tree, excited by the idea of watching the two youngsters
involved in their secretive sex-play.

It soon got more exciting.

Bobby opened Tracy's blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, and when her
blouse fell open, she shrugged it back onto her slim shoulders and arched
her supple back, thrusting her bare tits out. Her nipples were swollen
and flushed, jutting out stiffly. The sight actually made Marcy's mouth
water.

Although she was certainly not a fully-fledged lesbian, Marcy found
that she loved variety and enjoyed fooling around with other women from
time to time, especially if there was an audience of men watching.

Sexy little Tracy was turning her on a lot!

Bobby began to feel Tracy up with both hands, massaging her firm
conical-shaped tits and pulling at the perky nipples. Tracy squirmed and
wriggled, starting to pant. As Bobby kissed her on the lips, Marcy
watched their tongues flashing sensuously back and forth. Then he dropped
his head down and began to suck on her erect nipples, switching back and
forth as he sucked each swollen pink bud in turn.

Marcy's lips and tongue were working automatically, as she emulated
the young man's tit-sucking. She envied Tracy that attentive mouth just
as she envied Bobby that succulent mouthful.

"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmm!" Tracy moaned.

Bobby made moist, muffled sounds on her bare young tits as he drew the
stiff nipples into his mouth, nibbling them with his lips. The blonde
girl arched and stroked the back of his head as her boyfriend sucked her
tits. Bobby slid his hand up Tracy's thigh and under her short skirt.
Marcy wished he would remove that skirt. She wanted to see Tracy's pussy.
But the kids were still in a semi-public place and evidently didn't dare
to get fully disrobed. Marcy knew that it must be very frustrating for
them. It was for her, as well.

Marcy was close enough now that she could hear every sound they made,
close enough even to catch the odour of Tracy's horny young pussy as it
heated up. Her nostrils flared. The cool afternoon breeze was wafting the
fragrance of pussy-perfume to her as Tracy got hotter. Marcy breathed in
the pungent fumes steaming from the girl's pussy, tantalizing herself.

Her tongue seemed to sizzle in her saliva as she inhaled that
succulent, randy aroma and imagined what it would be like to go down on a
girl as young as Tracy. The thought of tonguing her tight little teenaged
cunt was making Marcy tremble.

Bobby was obviously finger-fucking Tracy up under her skirt now, and
Marcy couldn't see the action. But she was willing to bet that the nubile
young nymphette had a juicy pussy, just the sort that Marcy loved to
lick.

"Ohhhh, Bobby! Keep it up! I'm gonna cum!" Tracy moaned.

Bobby's hand moved rhythmically between her parted thighs and he
continued to suck on her tits as he brought her to the crest of her
orgasm. Tracy seemed to vibrate like a tuning fork as she climaxed. Her
nipples swelled between Bobby's lips and her cunt melted on his caressing
hand.

It took her a long time to finish cumming. The sexy little
sixteen-year-old had soared rapidly the peak and she held there, panting
and moaning, as the waves of orgasm rushed across her belly and raced
like high-voltage current up her trembling thighs, the waves coming
faster and higher and merging into a tidal crest of passion.

The bouquet of her creaming cunt clung in the glen, cloying and
mouth-watering. What a shame to waste a cunt-cum on a hand-job, Marcy
thought. Tracy jerked, lifting her knees. Her short skirt slid high up
her legs, and Marcy could see ribbons of creamy cunt-juice unwinding down
the sleek flesh of her inner thighs.

The bench was getting slippery under the girl's ass as her pussy
spilled and overflowed. Her hips were moving in a fucking motion as she
ground her pussy on Bobby's hand. Her belly pumped and her pretty face
twisted from side to side, eyes narrowed to slits, mouth slack and
panting.

The hem of her skirt was up to her hips now, and Marcy sank down to
her knees on the ground, so that she could see up Tracy's skirt. Tracy
had obviously come to the park prepared to get finger-fucked, Marcy
realized-because the naughty little minx wasn't wearing any panties!

Marcy could see just a hint of Tracy's pussy, just a shadowy glimpse
in the darkness under her skirt. It was enough to make the woman's tongue
tingle and her mouth fill up with saliva. Marcy was drooling almost as
lavishly as Tracy was juicing off!

Tracy gave a soft, prolonged whimper as she surged to the highest peak
of her orgasm, then she began to ebb. Bobby finger-fucked her down
through the slow descent, working the final spasms from her creamy cunt.
Drained, Tracy slumped back, a dreamy, blissful smile on her lovely face.

"Ummmmm... God, that was fantastic, Bobby!" she purred.

Bobby raised his head from her tits and drew his hand out from under
her skirt. His fingers were dripping, and his palm held a pool of
pussy-cum. It looked as if his hand had melted in the heat of her crotch.
Marcy was dizzy with desire. She hoped there would be more to see.

And there was...

Chapter 2.

Bobby leaned back and they cuddled cheek to cheek for a moment.

"Do me, baby," he rasped.

Tracy reached down and cupped the swollen bulge of his hard-on
through his tight jeans. Her fingers traced the fat outline of his cock
and balls through the denim. His stiff young erection was jerking and
twitching with arousal, threatening to burst right through the
tightly-stretched crotch of his jeans. Where his cock-head was outlined
prominently, a damp, sticky patch was spreading out, as his pre-cum
seeped through the fabric. She cupped the bulge of his balls and
fingered the flaring wedge of his cock-knob and traced her fingertips up
the outline of his cock-shaft.

"Mmmmmmmm, yeahhhh! Take it out, babe" he urged.

The young blonde needed no coaxing. She unbuckled his belt and
unsnapped the waistband of his jeans, then drew the zipper of his fly
down slowly, inch by teasing inch. Marcy moaned. Bobby wasn't wearing
any underwear either!

When the front of his jeans flipped open, his cock shot out like a
rocket. Marcy gave a little gasp when she saw how well-hung the young
teenager was. Her eyes were glued to his crotch and she gazed at the
boy's huge, stiff cock with a hungry longing. Although she had enjoyed
looking at Tracy's naked young cunt... what little she'd seen of it...
Marcy's sexual preference was still predominantly for prick. And
handsome young Bobby sure had a big one!

Although quite athletic-looking, Bobby was of slim build, but his
erect prick looked incredibly huge, almost incongruously large for his
slender young frame. It was quite long and very thick. Marcy found
herself comparing it to Jim's cock, but even her well-endowed husband
would have had trouble competing with Bobby.

Marcy was breathing deeply as the gamy scent of hot male genitals
drifted to her nostrils. Tracy had drawn her hands away and she was
leaning over her boyfriend's crotch, gazing at his hard-on, her blue
eyes crossing as she concentrated on the bulging cock-knob. Marcy
wondered if she was going to suck him off. She sure hoped so! How she
longed to see the young girl's sensual mouth working on Bobby's
man-sized prick.

But the kids were making out in a public park. And evidently Tracy
didn't dare to get too involved, although from the hungry way she was
staring at her boyfriend's prick, it seemed certain that she would have
relished a mouthful of his hot cock-meat.

"Ohhhhh, come on! Jack me off, honey!" Bobby croaked.

Marcy sighed, realizing that she wasn't going to get to see a
blow-job. Still, she could look on the bright side... a hand-job had its
own attractions. If Tracy jerked him off, Marcy would get to see the
boy's ejaculation, something she wouldn't have seen if he squirted his
load down Tracy's throat. Still kneeling, Marcy fought against the urge
to play with her own steamy pussy as she watched, fascinated, eager for
the creamy conclusion.

"Jack me off on your tits, baby," Bobby groaned. "My fucking balls
are so damn full, they ache!"

Tracy cupped the boy's balls in the palm of her left hand, jiggling
the solid nut-sacs, lifting them slightly, as if judging the weight of
his cum-load. She folded her right hand around his cock-shaft, at the
top, and skinned down, baring his cock-head, making the fat, bloated tip
flare out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.

Gooey pre-cum gushed from the slit and ran down his prick. The stuff
looked thin and watery, compared to cum, but much more slippery. A pool
of this cock-lube welled up on the web between Tracy's thumb and
forefinger. She skimmed up, holding his cock lightly, her palm and
encircling fingers barely brushing the thick shaft of his throbbing
erection.

She pulled up and down, her hand gliding on a film of his warm,
slippery lubrication. Bobby groaned and leaned back on the bench, hiking
his ass up. The muscles of his young thighs were taut as steel bands and
his heels were drumming on the ground as he humped his hips up, fucking
his cock through Tracy's clenched fist as she jerked him off with a
slow, practised rhythm.

"Unnngghhhhhh, Jesus yeahhhh! Milk my meat, Tracy!" he grunted.

The willing girl tightened her grip. As she pulled up, his foreskin
sheathed his cock-knob in a fleshy carpet. And as she pumped back down
toward his balls, the shiny, purple head flared out, moist and
glistening.

Marcy's mouth was watering at the sight and the scent of the boy's
stiff cock-meat as much as she had over the thought of tongue-fucking
the young girl. She was sure glad that her kinky husband had fixed her
up with two guys tonight! One man would never satisfy her after all this
visual stimulation. It was too bad that Jim hadn't arranged a gang-bang
with a dozen or more guys. Watching these two horny kids go at it had
her insatiable little twat absolutely sizzling.

Tracy leaned over her boyfriend's lap, her pert young tits bobbing
saucily, providing a target for his cum-cannon. She began to jack his
prick faster, and Bobby heaved up and down as he fucked his prick
through her fist.

"Cum, Bobby! Shoot on my tits!" she panted.

"I'm nearly there, honey... any minute," he moaned huskily, his whole
body shaking with the rising spasms.

His prick hissed through her hand, the ventral vein pounding
violently. As his prick-knob loomed up, it swelled out in a huge wedge.
His cock was going up and down like a heavy-duty shock absorber as his
ass bounced rhythmically on the park bench.

"Ooooooh, you're so hard! Cum for me, Bobby!" Tracy panted.

Yeah, cum on her tits, Marcy silently urged. Like Tracy, Marcy's gaze
was glued to the head of Bobby's cock. She was as eager to see the boy
shoot his cum as she was to see it splatter all over Tracy's gorgeous
little tits. Bobby's prick jerked mightily in the young girl's flashing
fist.

"Here it comes!" he howled, throwing his head and shoulders back as
he heaved his hips up.

"Ummm... ummmm!" Tracy whimpered hammering her tiny fist up and down
as fast as she could.

With a gurgling cry, Bobby's climax exploded. The cum rushed up the
core of his cock and shot from his piss-hole in a great geyser. Silvery
sperm splattered on Tracy's tits in abundance, soaking the slopes,
seeping into the cleft, oozing onto the nipples.

A jism-jet skimmed up her breastbone and splashed in the fluttering
hollow of her delicate throat. Another shot of cum flew over her
shoulder in a milky blob as the virile young boy kept on squirting. His
balls seemed bottomless, his cock a veritable fountain of sperm, his
sexual vitality endless.

Bobby had pumped out a flood of jism already, yet he was still
spurting, hosing her neck and tits as she turned his cock in her hand,
playing the stream over her face. Cum skimmed along her cheek, and a
glob clung to her tawny tresses like molasses. Tracy was so coated with
cum that she looked like a glazed doughnut, frosted like a gingerbread
cookie, and still he kept on spraying her with cum.

"Don't stop!.... More! More!" she wailed crazily.

Another gusher hit her tits and cascaded down through her cleavage,
like a pearly river running through a smooth ravine. One last spurt of
jism splattered on her chin, and Bobby began to flag at last, sprawling
back along the bench, looking happy by satisfied in the afterglow of his
lengthy orgasm.

Tracy continued to jerk her fist up and down on his prick, milking
out the last gooey trickles. The cum was no longer squirting, but it
still oozed out, clinging to the head of his cock like frosting on a
cup-cake. Thick and creamy, the cum slid on down his cock-shaft,
lubricating her pumping fingers.

Tracy squeezed and drew her fist up his prick as if getting the dregs
out of a toothpaste tube. Bobby groaned. With his balls drained now, it
felt as if she were dragging his asshole inside out as she tugged up his
still-taut prick.

Marcy was dizzy with desire and she gazed at the incredibly erotic
sight before her. Bobby's prick was all coated with creamy cum. She had
never seen so much jizz squirt out of a cock in her life... that was
saying a lot. What a lucky girl Tracy was to have such a virile young
boyfriend like Bobby, she figured. But a silly girl, too. Marcy would
have never squandered such a precious load of cum on a mere hand-job!

She was hot with desire to take Bobby's Bobby's prick in her own
mouth and to suck up his spilled spunk from Tracy's tits. She didn't
actually expect that to happen. But there was jism all over the place
now, and cunt-cream, too, and Marcy was thinking that even a second-hand
taste would be a treat...

Chapter 3.

Bobby's cock was softening a bit now, drooping and bending, but it was
still an impressive size. Tracy held it against her chest, rubbing the
cummy tip onto her tits and nudging it into her cleavage. Then she worked
the cum into her tits with her hands, massaging the boy's sticky sperm
into her breasts and nipples like a body lotion.

Their heavy petting session over, the teenagers got their clothing
arranged and, hand in hand, strolled from the clearing. Marcy ducked back
behind the tree and the starry-eyed young lovers passed without noticing
her, never guessing that they had been observed.

Marcy waited until they were out of sight down the footpath, then she
moved over to the bench. The wooden slats were slippery with jism and
pussy-juice. The stuff was still warm. Marcy looked around to make sure
that no one happened to be watching her, as she had watched the two
teenagers... although, in truth, she was the sort of exhibitionist who
loved to be looked at when she was being naughty and wouldn't at all have
minded being spied on.

She knelt on the ground and opened her blouse and began to rub her
tits on the cum-slick bench. She held the creamy globes in her hands,
lifting and deepening the smooth cleavage while, twisting lithely from
the hips, she swung her big tits back and forth in the spilled
fuck-juices.

Then she sat back on her heels and, holding her tits up, tilted her
raven head down. She licked her tits and nipples, then sucked on the
swollen pink nubs, tasting boy-cum and cunt-juice on her own tits. Her
pussy was smoldering. She squirmed out of her bikini pants and sat down
on the slimy park bench. She began to squirm and wriggle, wiping her
pussy around in the spilled cum. She could feel the cum heat up again and
soak into her cunt-slot.

Marcy slid her hand down over her dark, bushy vee and fingered her
pussy, working Bobby's cum and Tracy's cunt-cream into her hot, gaping
twat. Then she licked her slimy palm and sucked on her sticky fingers,
tasting her own cunt-juice, embellished by Tracy's cunt-cum and enhanced
by Bobby's jism.

She scooped up some cum from the puddle on the bench and nudged her
slippery finger into her asshole, as if she were getting ass-fucked by
proxy. She sucked that nasty finger, as well, all the cummy flavors
blended with the tart taste of her shit-hole. It was driving her crazy..
She slid down to the ground again and knelt over the bench. Her face went
down and her tongue pushed out, and Marcy began to lick all the residue
up from the seat with lewd slurping sounds.

The fuck-juices had gotten mingled together, but her expert tongue
could separate the flavors, identifying the starchy taste of cum and the
musky succulence of cunt-cream. She licked and sucked until she had
absorbed every gooey drop and left the bench glistening with her saliva.
Marcy hadn't wanted to cum until she was in bed with the two guys that
her husband had made arrangements with, but now her pussy was starting to
melt and she was unable to stem the tide. It no longer mattered, though,
because Marcy was so hot and horny from playing the peeper and licking up
the spilled spunk that she knew she was going to remain aroused, no
matter how often she brought herself off.

Marcy reached into her crotch and grasped her clit between thumb and
forefinger. She tugged once-and the fiery nugget exploded instantly. Her
clit went off like a blasting cap, setting off a deeper explosion in the
depths of her hot cunt. She frigged herself through an orgasm and
finished, panting-and feeling every bit as horny as she had before she
had relieved herself by hand.

There were still a couple hours before she and Jim were due to visit
his two friends, and Marcy figured that Jim was just going to have to
fuck her first. Anyhow, once she told him what she had seen and how she
had tongued up the creamy results, she felt confident that her husband,
too, would stay horny all night.

She buttoned her blouse up and pulled her sodden panties back on and
headed for home, eager for a marital mating as a sort of prelude to the
orgy. But on her way home, fate took a hand. She happened to run into
Tracy again...

Tracy had walked Bobby as far as the street, where they lingered over
some deep and passionate kissing for a while. Then the boy had trudged
off on the long walk back to his own home, and Tracy stood waving at him,
looking wistful.

Marcy walked up to the blonde teenager and greeted her with a cheery
hello. Tracy smiled politely, but looked glum. That surprised Marcy,
since she knew for a fact that Tracy had recently gotten her rocks off
and should have been more happy and content.

"What's wrong, honey? You look sort of sad," Marcy said. "Did you have
a fight with your boyfriend?"

"Oh, no. It isn't that," Tracy sighed. The girl looked thoughtful, as
if contemplating how much she should confide in her older neighbor. "It's
my mom," she said.

Marcy waited, secretly excited that she was talking to Tracy with the
taste of the pretty young girl's cunt still tingling on her tongue. It
made her feel deliciously depraved.

"Mom's a snoop," Tracy sighed. "Bobby walks miles to visit me, but Mom
won't let us go in my room. And even if we sit in the television room,
she makes us leave the damned door open."

"How frustrating for you," Marcy sympathized.

"She doesn't trust us," Tracy grumbled.

I don't blame her, Marcy thought.

"I sure wish we had a place to go where we could be alone together,"
Tracy said wistfully.

And that gave Marcy an idea. It made the lusty woman feel like a
marriage broker-or a pre-marital sex broker, more specifically.

"Would you like to use my house?" she asked. "Jim and I are going out
this evening. If you'd like to have Bobby come over in a couple of hours,
you're more than welcome to entertain him at my place."

"Oh, yeah... that would be great! " Tracy enthused. "If you don't
mind."

"I certainly don't. But your mother..."

"I can tell her that I got a job babysitting and I'll be out late. She
won't get suspicious about that."

"Fine. You can even spend the night, if you like," Marcy added,
meaningfully.

Tracy had started to glow with anticipation, and she and Marcy looked
at each other like conspirators plotting an act of anarchy in an attic.
Tracy looked down the street, thinking that she should call Bobby back
and tell him the good news, but the boy was already out of sight.

"I'll have to phone him after he gets home," the girl said. "Or maybe
I better wait and phone him from your house, so my Mom doesn't listen
in... the snoop that she is. And you could do me a real big favor, too.
If you'll phone my house, I'll answer it and pretend that you're someone
calling me to babysit, okay?"

"Sure. I'm always glad to help young people get some privacy," Marcy
replied.

Tracy blushed prettily. She wished that her mom was more like Marcy.

"Okay, I'll see you later, then... and thanks a lot, Mrs Morris," the
teenager said, and she headed off home.

Marcy looked after the slim young blonde, admiring the sexy,
provocative swing of her ass and hips. It excited her to think about
Tracy and Bobby fucking in her house, and the possibility of watching
them do it.

When Marcy got home, Jim was making himself a drink. The the bulge of
his hard-on was still very evident. Marcy went directly to the telephone
and dialed, grinning at him. Tracy answered, and Marcy said nothing while
the girl faked a conversation about babysitting overnight, for the
benefit of her mother. When Marcy finally put down the phone, Jim gave
her a puzzled look.

"What was that all about?"

Smiling mysteriously, Marcy walked over to him and kissed him hotly on
the mouth. Jim looked more puzzled than ever. He licked her lips and
tasted her tongue.

"Have you been sucking cock?" he asked with a smile.

"Not exactly," Marcy purred.

Then, whispering with her lips on his, she told him what she had seen
the teenagers do, and how she had licked up their combined juices from
the park bench. Jim's breathing became hot and heavy as his wife told her
story and soon he was as horny as Marcy.

Chapter 4.

Marcy ground her over-heated cunt mound against her husband's hard-on.
He groaned, sucking her faithless tongue, getting a hint of Tracy's
pussy-juice and Bobby's jizz. So much blood rushed down into his big
prick that the man was swaying around, light-headed and dizzy with
desire.

"Ohh God, baby! I can't wait. I you to fuck me right now, " she
whispered. Jim was in hearty agreement with that suggestion.

They had planned to wait for the evening group action, but
circumstances had changed that now. Marcy slid from his embrace and
quickly removed her clothing. Her bikini panties were so wet that when
she tossed them to the floor they fluttered down like a butterfly with
damp wings.

Jim stripped his own clothing off. His prick sprang up solid as an
iron bar. Marcy started to move toward the couch, expecting him to fuck
her there. But he stood where he was. Marcy approached him sinuously,
licking her lips like a hungry tigress. She threw her arms around his
sturdy shoulders and rolled her belly against his naked cock. His prick
felt hot as a branding iron as it seared into her velvet-smooth flesh.

Clinging to his shoulders, Marcy moved her body up and down, like an
athlete warming up for a competition. She rose onto her toes and dropped
back on her heels. Jim's stiff prick was rubbing up and down from her
dark cunt-bush to her tits, laying a slimy trail of pre-cum on her smooth
creamy skin.

Marcy's thighs tensed, rippling with sinew. Then she bounded up like a
pole vaulter and locked her legs around his hips. Her knees were hooked
over his hip-bones and her ankles were locked behind his ass. Her thighs
clamped him in a vise and she clung to his shoulders, her body completely
off the floor.

Jim held her by the ass, supporting her and lifting her higher up his
torso. His prick was sliming her belly and her hot cunt was spilling over
on his loins. She squirmed up and his fucker snapped into her crotch. She
was balanced on top of his cock like a flagpole sitter, the bulbous head
lodged in her cunt-slot. Jim angled his body back, leaning away,
counterweighting her by holding his head and shoulders thrust back while
he heaved his haunches up.

Marcy was supported by her husband's hands under her ass-cheeks and
his iron-hard cock in her groin as she clung to him with her arms and
legs. Marcy was no lightweight-her tits were huge and heavy and her ass
was plump, but Jim was holding her easily on hands and horn. Marcy
swayed, hung up on his meat-hook.

Then she began to push her pussy down onto the steely peg of his
prick. His cock-head sank into her gooey gash and she wound her sinuous
hips around, grinding her suction-cup pussy around on his rock-hard prick
as he impaled her deeply. Cunt-cream streamed down his heavily veined
cock-shaft and juiced over his balls as Marcy slid down and took another
two or three inches of cock into her pussy. She paused there.

Jim humped his hips, bouncing her on the thrust. His legs were
widespread, his feet braced solidly on the floor, and he held steady
while Marcy wiggled on down, taking more and more prick into her hungry
cunt. Then, with a loud groan, Marcy plunged down and took his prick
balls-deep into her foaming fuck-hole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Her squeezebox pussy was tugging and dragging and pulling on his
buried prick. The inner cunt-muscles contracted, molding her snug,
vaginal sheath to the outline of his cock, rippling up and down as if she
were using her fuck-hole to jack him off inside her loins.

Holding her cunt jammed down to the hilt on his cock, Marcy undulated
her hips, squirming and grinding around, wriggling like a fish on a hook.
Then she began to fuck up and down. She pulled her slick pussy up until
only the head of his cock was inside her, poised there, then dropped back
down and took the full length of it again.

Marcy was shimmying up and down on her husband's cock-shaft like a toy
monkey on a stick. His thick, veined prick pulled out, glistening with
her cunt-cream, steaming and throbbing. He rocked back on his heels, then
thrust up, falling into rhythm with Marcy as she pulled up and sank down.
His big hands massaged the cheeks of her ass as he lifted her up, but his
prick was so rigid now it felt like he could have supported her on his
cock alone.

Jim's stiff fucker hissed up her cunt-hole, making loud slurping
sounds as his swollen prick pounded into the drenched depths of her cunt.
Marcy moaned as he filled her pussy. It felt like the end of his long,
thick prick was going to come out of her mouth, he was fucking her so
deeply.

She jerked spasmodically and her feet kicked behind his grinding ass.
Her hips pumped and her belly slid and she swung her ass from side to
side, rocking her pelvis in the carnal cradle of their upright coupling.

Marcy pulled her pussy up her husband's rampant cock and cunt-cream
poured down lavishly, washing over his balls and running on down his
thighs. He jolted in, jarring her pelvis as his prick plunged into the
steaming depths of her pussy. Marcy felt as if she was melting.

Jim's prick was fucking into her cunt like a jackhammer as she clung
to him for dear life, grinding her hips down over his prick. With every
thrust, she felt her clit mashing against his upthrust pubic bone,
pushing her closer and closer to the orgasm she craved. And then it was
upon her.

His balls were swollen enormously as Jim surged toward his own creamy
crest. He reared up, driving off bent knees, feet braced solidly on the
carpet. His legs were shaking as he poured the prick to her in this
dynamic knee-trembler and his chest heaved as he panted with the
exertion.

"Cum in me.... cum in my cunt!" she wailed.

Cumming herself, the wanton woman longed to feel his hot, thick jism
squirt into her cunt. Her inner cunt-rings tightened, pulling and
clinging as if she were trying to suck the cum out of his balls by the
sheer contractions of her climaxing cunt.

Jim lifted his pretty wife's slender frame up and down, fucking her
vigorously on his raging erection. Her tits jiggled wildly and her firm
round ass squirmed in his squeezing fingers. Her thighs gripped his
haunches, rippling as she rode out her orgasm, deeply impaled on her
husband's pounding prick.

Then, with a cry, he came, and a torrent of steaming spunk sped into
the core of Marcy's mushy pussy, sloshing into her own flow and swirling
around in a gooey whirlpool. As always, she cried out with the ecstasy of
feeling his firey sperm fill her hot fuck-hole. Her own orgasm soared to
the peak.

Jim's cum continued to spurt into her spasming pussy in gooey geysers,
filling her up. Then he pulled out and sank his prick in again to the
balls and the sperm spilled from her cunt-slot, turning her crotch into a
sticky mess and dribbling back over the big balls from which it had just
been expelled. Jim started to stagger, his vitality ebbing away as he
drained off his passion. Marcy jerked her knees up, and hunched her cunt
at him like crazy, milking his twitching cock to the very last drop.

One last squirt of cum jetted out and Jim's cock lay inert. The dregs
were still seeping from the cock-tip and he held himself arched, no
longer humping. He lifted Marcy by the ass, then let her drop back down,
finishing off their mutual orgasm by sliding her cum-filled pussy up and
down on his stationary prick.

Marcy shuddered through her spasms, then clung to her husband
adoringly, her head on his shoulder. Jim carried her over to the couch,
his legs weak and wobbly. Despite his orgasm, his cock remained stiff and
throbbing inside her, hardly softening at all, due mainly to the
contractions of Marcy's cunt and the incredible tightness of it around
his prick.

Jim pulled his cock out and it snapped upright, stiff and glistening
like a greased billy-club. His balls were slack now, but already
beginning to refill. In fact, his formidable fucker was almost as stiff
as it was when he started. He could have fucked Marcy again, without
pausing for a moment. But the immediate pressure was off now, and they
knew it wouldn't be a good idea to fuck themselves ragged, when they had
a previous engagement. So they settled for a single fuck and got dressed
to go out. And sexy little Tracy Jackson arrived to occupy the house in
their absence...

Chapter 5.

Tracy arrived promptly at seven-thirty, just as Marcy and Jim finished
getting ready to leave. Marcy showed her around the house and gave her a
phone number where she could be reached in case of an emergency. Jim
watched the sexy young girl's pert little ass and tits jiggle as she
walked around after Marcy. He could see why Marcy had the hots for her,
the sixteen-year-old was one hell of a sexy little piece.

Thanking them gratefully, Tracy stood by the door and watched as they
left. Despite being old enough to be her father, Jim was still a real
good-looking guy, and Marcy was as sexy as any of the models she saw in
the fashion magazines. The naughty teenager wondered if they still fucked
a lot now that they were getting on in years. Tracy considered going
through the dresser drawers and see if Mrs. Morris had a vibrator or a
dildo or any spicy literature. But she decided not to.

If she found a dildo, she would sure as hell use it on herself, and she
didn't want to cum by herself... not tonight. She figured that she would
just play with her pussy a little, to keep it on the simmer, and save her
cumming until Bobby arrived. She telephoned him straight away, knowing he
would be delighted to hear that they had the use of a house for the
evening. He would be sure to hurry right over.

Bobby was even happier than Tracy had guessed he would be, in fact. The
boy had had an adventure on his way home, and it had turned out to be a
frustrating affair and, as it happened, he had just been ready to jack
himself off when Tracy's call interrupted him.

Soon after leaving Tracy, earlier on, he'd been walking down the street
near his house, and had noticed Emma Klute sitting on her front steps.
Emma was a pretty divorcee with a gorgeous body and a sultry manner. Bobby
new that the redhead had a lot of boyfriends, and he had seen men coming
and going from her house at all hours of the day and night. Living on her
divorce settlement, she seemed to have nothing to do all day but wait for
the next guy to show up.

Emma was sitting with her knees apart. When Bobby drew level with her,
he realized that this was a great chance to get a good look up the sexy
woman's skirt. He stopped and knelt down, pretending that he was tying his
shoelace. He sneaked a glance up her skirt, and he gulped when he saw that
Emma wasn't wearing any panties.

Her hairy pussy was naked and wet, the cuntslit glistening pinkly in
the afternoon light. Bobby's mouth gaped open as he fumbled with his
laces, trying not to be too obvious about where he was staring. His cock
had gotten instantly stiff, and it was difficult to remain stooped down
with the iron-hard rod jammed against his belly.

"Like what you see, kid?" Emma asked.

Bobby flushed and looked up at her face, expecting her to be annoyed.
But Emma was grinning. She wasn't expecting any of her boyfriends that
day, and she was feeling extra horny, so she figured it was a lucky thing
that young Bobby had happened along. He was a lot younger than her regular
lovers, but `beggars can't be choosers' she thought, eyeing off the
impressive bulge in the boy's crotch.

"I don't mind you looking up my dress, Bobby," she said. "You can come
up for a better look, if you want to."

Bobby gulped. He rose to his feet again, almost thrown off balance by
the weight of his rock-hard cock and swollen balls. He knew that the woman
must be able to see his hard-on outlined in his jeans. He moved closer and
sat down on a lower step, so that his head was level with her loins. Bold
and brazen as could be, the pretty redhead lifted the hem of her short
skirt higher still and spread her sleek thighs apart. Bobby gawked at her
cunt in awe.

"Doesn't that look nice, Bobby?" she sighed.

"Oh, jeez... yeah!" he croaked.

There were stone walls on both sides of her front steps so that,
although he had seen her clearly from the sidewalk directly in front, they
were hidden from the prying eyes of the neighbors.

It was a very exciting moment for Bobby. The boy hardly dared to hope
that he could fuck this sexy older woman, but all the signs were there.

"You like pussy, don't you?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah!" he enthused.

Emma hiked her ass up, tilting her cunt right below his fascinated
face. He was breathing in pussy-perfume, getting dizzy with the heady
fragrance. Her steamy cunt-lips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy
flower and her open cunt-slot was flooded with juice. Emma Klute was one
very aroused woman.

"Would you like to kiss it, Bobby? Ummmm? Do you want to kiss my cunt?"

Bobby uttered a strangled affirmative. He had never eaten a pussy, but
he had licked his fingers after frigging Tracy off, so he had an idea how
tasty pussy was. He moved as if hypnotized, drawn by the carnal magnetism
of her steamy, mature cunt. His head ducked down, and he kissed her creamy
pussy. Being inexperienced, Bobby kissed her cunt exactly as he would have
kissed her mouth. He drew back, and she giggled.

"No, silly... French-kiss me there," she said.

Bobby dove on her pussy again, stabbing his tongue into the cunt-slot
as his lips worked on the cunt-lips. He was still kissing her between the
legs, but this time it was a deep sloppy tongue-kiss.

"Ahhhh, yesss... like that!" she moaned.

Bobby was getting the knack of it. He whisked and flailed his tongue
into her gaping slit and his lips sucked steadily on her hairy cuntlips.
He came up for air, licking his lips, the succulence of ripe pussy
tingling on his taste buds. Her cunt-lips had peeled open wide and
cunt-juice was streaming down her groin and soaking into the crack of her
ass. She sure looked ready to get fucked, and the horny boy wondered if he
had given her sufficient oral foreplay. He started to reach down to open
his fly.

"Don't stop, darling! Tongue-fuck me silly! Make me cream in your
mouth. baby!"

The prospect delighted the boy. He supposed that oral sex to a
conclusion was much the same as the mutual hand-jobs that he and Tracy had
so often enjoyed, and that after he had sucked Emma off, she would return
the favor by milking his meat in her mouth. The thought of getting a
blow-job from the sexy redhead thrilled the youth every bit as much as the
idea of fucking her had done. He dove in and resumed the feast.

Whatever Bobby lacked in experience and technique, he more than made up
for with enthusiasm. His tongue snaked in as far as it would go and his
lips sucked voraciously on her gaping pussy.

"Uuuuuhhhhh... yeahhhh! Stick your tongue right in! God, that feels
good!" Emma whimpered, enjoying the deliciously depraved thrill of a young
boy's face in her crotch.

She jerked and squirmed, grinding her cunt against his mouth, mopping
his whole lower face with her wet cunt-muff. Bobby had gone suck-crazy
now. He seemed to be trying to get his face ears-deep up her fuck-slot.
Moist sounds drifted from her groin. She was so wet that Bobby had to keep
sucking to prevent himself from drowning in the woman's copious
cunt-cream. He slid his hands up her thighs and held her by the ass,
tilting her cunt up as if it were a goblet and he was drinking the elixir
of life.

"Suck me hard, kid!" the saucy, sultry divorcee moaned. "Suck my cunt
till my eyeballs cave in!"

He gobbled and gurgled and gulped. His mouth filled up and he
swallowed, but as soon as he opened his lips again, more pussy-nectar
flowed into his mouth. His tongue was floating as she stabbed it up her
cunt. The flow from her fuck-hole was getting hotter and thicker and
creamier as her orgasm drew near her pussy melted. Her head tossed from
side to side, red hair tumbling wildly over her cheeks. Her hips were
bucking, moving in a fucking motion on his head.

Then, with a lusty cry, Emma came, grinding her spasming cunt at the
boy's mouth. Holding his head in her hands, she pressed his lips over her
clit and held herself at the crest of her climax, gasping and shuddering,
finally sliding down through the descending spasms. She slumped back on
her elbows. Bobby kept on munching in her squirming twat, making sure that
she had finished her orgasm.

"Ummmm, Baby... That was lovely," she purred. "You can stop now... I'm
finished."

Bobby pulled his mouth from Emma's glistening cunt and burrowed down,
lapping the overflow out of the crack of her ass. Then he gave her clit
another suck and lifted his cream-coated face out of her saliva-slathered
crotch.

"Was that a nice snack?" grinned the woman lewdly.

"Oh, wow! I love eating your cunt!"

"I'm glad. You'll have to stop by more often, Bobby," said Emma, giving
the boy's head an affectionate pat. " I'll always have a hot lunch waiting
for you... A gal like me can never get enough teenaged tongue."

Bobby couldn't believe his luck. When fooling with Tracy gave him blue
balls he could stop by here and fuck the gorgeous redhead. In fact, he was
dying to fuck her right now. His future looked bright indeed. He began to
undo his pants and take out his straining prick. Then it didn't look so
bright, at all.

"What are you doing?" she snapped.

"Aren't you gonna blow me, now?" he asked, flustered and confused.

Emma looked indignant.

"Certainly not!" she rasped, affronted.

"Do I look like a cradle snatcher?"

"But... I.... jeez!"

"You can eat me. But you certainly can't fuck me. And I'm not gonna
suck your prick. Why, I'm old enough to be your mother, Bobby... it
wouldn't be right!"

Bobby stared at her balefully, dismayed and distressed, and bitterly
disappointed. He didn't regret eating her pussy, certainly. But it didn't
seem fair that he wasn't allowed to get his rocks off in turn.

"You're a very presumptuous young man," Emma said. "You ought to be
grateful that I even let you touch me."

Bobby clung to the feeble hope that the woman was just teasing him and
would come across in the end. But as he stood there looking at her, Emma
got up and walked into her house, closing the door. He heard the lock
engage behind her with a loud click of finality.

He just sat there for a minute, feeling miserable. He was tempted to
jack off on her doorstep, spitefully hoping that she might slip in his
spunk and crack her skull on the pavement. Her head wasn't good for
anything else. But he guessed that she might be looking out, and he didn't
want to give the cock-teaser the satisfaction of seeing him forced to
resort to his own fist.

Bobby got up clumsily, his center of gravity shifted into his cock and
balls. He walked off, awkwardly, with a sort of rolling gait. His muscular
thighs seemed bowed out around his bloated balls. When he got home, he was
relieved to find that his mother and father were out. He needed to cum in
the worst way, and he hated to beat off when he knew that his parents
might hear the sounds from his bedroom.

He didn't even bother to haul his hard-on up the stairs, but dropped
his jeans right in the front room. He knew it was only going to take a
couple of strokes... the first time, at least, although he might need half
a dozen cums, as aroused as he was... so he wasn't worried that someone
might get home before he finished jacking off. He grasped his prick and
squeezed as if he were choking a boa constrictor. His balls were inflated
like balloons and his piss-hole was dripping so much that it looked as if
he had already shot his wad.

He was just about to take a stroke when the telephone rang. He was
tempted to ignore it. But he knew that the ringing would distract him from
his meat-milking mission and so, his cock in one hand, he picked up the
phone with the other. It was lucky that he did.

When Tracy told him the good news, Bobby jammed his hard cock back in
his jeans and zipped them up. He was glad that she had phoned before he
wasted a load of jism. He only hoped he didn't cream his jeans on the way
just thinking about fucking Tracy. Then the horny boy began the long walk
over to Marcy Morris' house.

Chapter 6.

Sam Wells and Ted Danton were both horny young bachelors and always on
the prowl for pussy. When Jim Morris asked if they would like to fuck his
voluptuous wife, they thought he was kidding, at first. When he assured
them he was serious, they figured he was kinky. They were right. But they
jumped at the chance. If Jim got his kicks by watching other men fuck his
wife, they were more than happy to accommodate him. Or rather to
accommodate his gorgeous wife. Marcy Morris was one hell of a
horny-looking piece of ass.

Sam was a big, muscular and blond while Ted was slim and wiry with
dark curly hair. They were both tall, good-looking young men, in good
shape... and, more importantly, both had huge pricks. They were waiting
at Sam's apartment when Jim and Marcy arrived at the appointed hour.

Sam politely asked if they wanted a drink. But Marcy didn't need any
socializing to break the ice. After what had happened earlier on that
afternoon, Marcy was in the mood for some fast and furious fucking.

"Come on, you guys!", she said, fondling the guys' cocks through their
pants. "I'm too horny to play games. Let's get this show on the road!"

They all went into the bedroom and undressed. Marcy sprawled out in
the middle of the large double bed, smiling in happy expectation. Her
back was arched and her lush legs spread. Jim drew a chair up to the foot
of the bed and sat down in the ringside seat.

Sam and Ted weren't sure about how this sort of thing worked, and they
looked at Jim for advice. He gestured for them both to join his wife on
the bed at the same time, and they did, one on either side of her.

They began to feel her up, and she played with their cocks and balls.
Her dark head turned from side to side as she kissed each young lover in
turn, and tipped down as she gazed at their groins. Their pricks were
about the same size, but shaped differently, making for pleasant variety.

Sam's cock was thick and tubular, with a fat, mushroom-shaped
cock-knob bulging at the end. And Ted's prick was tapered, thicker at
the base than the tip... the sort of prick that seemed designed to burrow
into tight places. Both guys had massive balls that held promise of
plentiful cum-loads.

They began to suck Marcy's tits, both groping into her groin from
opposite sides. Jim was grinning wolfishly as he watched. He was leaning
forward in his chair and his hard-on was jutting up so tall that the
cock-knob was damned near brushing him under his chin as he bent over his
prick.

Marcy didn't need much foreplay, having been hot and wet to begin
with. And Sam and Ted were both highly aroused, their pricks dripping
with pre-cum. It was evident that they would cum very fast once they
began to fuck her, and from previous experience with younger lovers,
Marcy knew it would be a good idea to drain their initial cum-loads off
so that they would last longer when they fucked her. She also knew that
her husband would appreciate seeing her swallow their cum before they
rammed those monstrous cocks of theirs into her drooling twat.

"C'mon up here, boys,", she said, smiling wantonly. "I wanna suck your
big pricks for starters."

They gave little yelps of delight and moved up, kneeling on opposite
sides of Marcy's head. She kissed both of their cock-heads, then sucked
Sam's swollen cock-knob into her mouth. The blond guy immediately began
to face-fuck her frantically and Marcy spluttered as he rammed his cock
back into her throat. Ted held his prick out over her occupied face,
eagerly awaiting his turn in her hot, sucking mouth. Jim's eyes were
glowing as he watched the intensely arousing scene before him.

On each stroke, Sam's thick prick came out slick and glistening with
saliva, then he pushed back in, stuffing Marcy's mouth and throat with as
much of his shaft as she could take without choking. He fucked her face
for a few minutes with Ted standing nearby, rubbing his own huge cock in
frustration as he watched his friend getting the cock-sucking of his
life.

Suddenly, Sam stiffened and grunted, the muscles of his naked ass
clenching and unclenching rapidly. When he pulled out again, his cock was
all covered with creamy jizz. He had cum abruptly, without warning. One
moment Marcy had a mouthful of throbbing cock-meat, and the next her
mouth was brimful of hot creamy cum.

She swallowed Sam's sperm-load hungrily as he pumped away and emptied
his balls into her gulping mouth. When his cock stopped spurting cum,
Marcy let it slip from her lips and smiled at her husband. She opened her
mouth so that Jim could see the silvery film of cum that was coating her
tongue. Then, immediately she turned to Ted and swallowed his long,
tapered prick into her greedy mouth.

Ted shot his load even faster than Sam had. He had been extremely
turned on by the sight of this naked uninhibited woman giving his friend
head, and he'd been jerking off while he watched, so he was well primed
for rapid orgasm. His cock plowed into Marcy's mouth like a hot knife
through butter, the tapered prick-shaft hissing through the
tightly-stretched ring of her lips and his full balls slapping her under
the chin with solid whacks.

"Yeah... fuck her face! Use my wife's mouth like a cunt!" Jim croaked,
thrilled by the sight and the sound of the cock-sucking, exquisite pangs
of jealousy adding to his excitement.

Ted pulled back and Marcy whispered on the head of his cock as if it
were a microphone.

"Cum in my mouth, baby... I'm so hot for your spunk! Let me have it
all, honey!"

She was speaking more for her husband's benefit than Ted's, knowing
that her wanton words and depraved desires would increase the thrill for
Jim. But her words affected Ted, too, and a couple of seconds later the
young man began to spray her throat with hot cum. Marcy gulped his jism
down and sucked for more.

Then, so that her husband could get a good look at the creamy climax
and see just what she was swallowing, Marcy pulled her lips off the head
of Ted's prick. She finished him off by pumping her fist up and down on
his glistening prick-shaft, at the same time holding her mouth wide open
an inch from his piss-hole, letting the milky cum spurt in. Marcy moaned
and gulped, and Jim gasped as he watched in fevered fascination. It
wasn't the first time he had seen his loving wife swallow another man's
cock-cream this way, but it never ceased to thrill him.

Marcy jacked Ted off into her face, then sucked his slimy cock-head in
for another suck. His cock was still stiff and swollen, and, glancing
from the corners of her eyes, she saw that Sam also still had a fat,
firm prick standing rampant.

It had been a great idea to take their first loads in her mouth, she
figured, since both guys were still ready to fuck. And it had made an
exciting overture for her husband to look at and listen to, as well. But,
now it was time for what they'd all come here for tonight... some hot 'n
heavy fucking!

Tracy could have learned a thing or two from Marcy, in regard to such
things. At the same time that Ted was emptying his balls into Marcy's
mouth, Bobby arrived at the Morris house, hot and flushed from the long
walk. It had taken him quite a while to get there, because he had been
laboring under the enormous burden of a huge hard-on, and had to step
gingerly to avoid crushing his bloated cock and balls between his thighs.

Tracy met him at the door, grinning when she saw the huge bulge in his
crotch. She was extremely excited already, since she had been playing
with her pussy while she waited, but had avoided the temptation to bring
herself off with her hands. Her little teenage pussy was sizzling.

She led him into the living room and they both took their clothing off
without delay. They could neck and pet, clothed, anytime, but this was a
rare opportunity to be naked in private and they were in no mood to waste
any time in preliminaries or foreplay.

Bobby's prick was rock-hard and oozing pre-cum freely, and his balls
looked ready to explode. If Tracy had been as astute as Marcy, she would
have had the sense to bring the young boy off with her mouth to begin
with. She certainly wanted to suck Bobby's cock, and he sure as hell
wanted to feed her pretty little mouth some prick. But it didn't dawn on
either of the randy teenagers that the logical sequence would be to suck
first and follow it up with a fuck. They were too excited.

Tracy stretched out along the couch and Bobby mounted her, kneeling
between her wide-spread thighs. She arched her slim back and lifted her
hips, tilting her young cunt up. Bobby wasted no time in fitting the tip
of his cock into her drooling little cunt-slit, but Tracy was too horny
to wait. She was filled with urgent, adolescent impatience.

"Uhhhhh, come on! Put it in! Shove it up my cunt!" she squealed,
grabbing the boy by the shoulders and pumping her young hips up at him.

Bobby braced his knees and tensed his ass, holding the girl under her
haunches as he lifted her loins up. Then he hunched forward and down,
burying his prick balls-deep in her tight, juicy cunt with a single
cock-thrust. He held his prick buried, savoring the thrill of having
every solid inch of his throbbing fucker stuffed up a clinging teenage
cunt, at the same time letting Tracy relish the joy of having her snug
little pussy filled to the brim with his rock-hard cock. Her cunt-muscles
pulled and sucked and she wriggled and squirmed, impaled deliciously on
his prick.

Tracy began to fuck first... she couldn't help it. Her cock-filled
twat ached for more direct stimulation. She raised and lowered her ass
rapidly, fucking her little pussy up and down on his prick before Bobby
even had a chance to move. By the time the boy recovered and began to
fuck her back, it was too late. He was so excited, and her hot, juicy
little cunt was so tight, poor Bobby shot his load on the second stroke.

He lunged into her to the balls and stiffened above her, his steaming
spunk squirting into her pussy in a torrent. More jizz jetted out on the
back-stroke. Tracy wailed. She was thrilled to feel his fuck-juice
squirting up her cunt, to be sure, but she was disappointed, as well. It
had happened too fast, and she hadn't reached her own peak yet.

Bobby gasped and groaned, pumping lots of jizz into her, but finishing
quickly. All of his pent-up cum rushed out in a few fast spurts. He
stopped humping, holding his drained cock jammed into her cunt, panting.
Tracy kept on fucking her pussy up and down, angling her groin so that
she was rubbing her clit on his cock-shaft.

His virile young balls recharged almost instantly, and his cock stayed
hard as a rock. Without ever removing his prick from her pussy for even a
moment, Bobby began to fuck Tracy again. This time, it was slower and
more satisfying. They undulated together, moving in perfect harmony. But
because they had fucked straight away, and continued without uncoupling
at all, the kids never did get around to the sucking they both craved.
That would come later. And turn out a lot differently than they ever
imagined...

Chapter 7.

Marcy rolled over and got on top of Sam, squatting over his hips. She
rubbed his cock-head around in her gooey cunt-gash, then settled down,
taking all of the big blonde stud's cock up into her pussy. She hunched
down, holding all of the long, thick shaft jammed up her cunt. Then she
fucked up and down through a couple of inches, making sure her husband got
a good clear view.

Jim was watching from the foot of the bed, behind her, so that be could
see Sam's thick, slimy prick fucking in and out of Marcy's pussy and his
big, hairy balls pumping like panting lungs at the base. Marcy looked over
her shoulder and grinned at her excited husband as he gazed on
approvingly. She reached back to fondle Sam's balls for a moment, but then
moved her hand away so that she wasn't blocking Jim's view of the action.
Ted was impatiently waiting his turn, clearly unhappy that he would get
sloppy seconds in Marcy's insatiable pussy. But the tapered contours of
his cock had given the adventurous woman an idea.

"Why don't you climb aboard, too, Ted?" she suggested, wriggling her
ass at him enticingly.

At first, he wasn't sure what she had in mind.

"Butt-fuck me, baby!" she panted.

Ted looked startled and glanced at Jim.

"Yeah... fuck her up the ass!" Jim encouraged.

Ted had never double-fucked a girl before, and the thought of plunging
his cock into Marcy's asshole while his buddy fucked her cunt was
deliciously depraved and the fact that Marcy's husband was going to watch
them sandwich his gorgeous wife turned him on even more. He knelt behind
her shapely ass and guided the tapered head of his cock into her asshole.
His cock was perfectly shaped for nudging into her a tight little socket.
He held her by her hips and, as Marcy squatted all the way down on Sam's
prick, Ted began to slowly work his long, thin cock up into her puckered
little shit-chute.

Marcy's asshole was tiny but flexible, and as she loosened her
ass-ring, Ted's cock sank into her like a hot knife into butter. He
burrowed in balls-deep then held his cock buried there, his cock-knob
bulging and flaring in her bowels and his cock-shaft throbbing and
levering like a crowbar up Marcy's snug little back-passage.

Ted's balls were jammed against Sam's as both men stuffed her twin
tunnels simultaneously. Marcy squirmed around on the double penetration,
loving every second of it, keeping them both bedded to the hilt for a few
moments. Then the gorgeous naked woman started to undulate between the
guys. She fucked her cunt up and down on Sam's prick, as Ted's prick
fucked in and out of her ass. The hard cocks were passing inside her loins
like trains in a tunnel, rubbing together through the thin membrane that
separated them.

Marcy was in paradise. With her cunt and her ass being fucked at the
same time and with her adoring husband looking on, Marcy was radiant and
glowing with joy. Sam humped up, plunging his cock into the very depths of
her clinging cunt as Ted rammed deeply into her asshole, packing her to
the limit with hot, throbbing prick. They fucked her in unison, then on
alternating strokes. The friction was fierce and the double penetration
made Marcy twice as tight as her twin holes clasped the two deeply-fucking
cocks.

"Fuck my cunt! Ohhhh, shit! Fuck my ass!" she babbled, starting to
cream and yearning to feel their jizz gush into her twin holes of
pleasure.

The men redoubled their efforts as they both surged toward a
simultaneous crest. Marcy's curvaceous body was being tumbled around
between them, like a meaty bone over which two savage hounds were
fighting. Sam gasped and a geyser of cum cascaded straight up into the
depths of Marcy's cunt. At the same instant, Ted howled and his hot
sperm-enema gushed into her quivering bowels. They kept on fucking in and
out, their pricks pumping the spunk from her slots as they stuffed her to
the brim.

Ted's cum ran down the crack of her ass and mixed with Sam's sperm in
her groin. Marcy's cunt creamed and her asshole melted as Sam and Ted
climaxed in harmony. She could feel the spunk slosh in her pussy and flow
sluggishly in her asshole. And even when the squirting ended and the dregs
trickled into her, Marcy kept on fucking both pricks, trying to reach her
own release... but unfortunately they were finished.

It alarmed the promiscuous woman to feel the guys' cocks start to
diminish inside her. She had had a lot of fun so far, but with two young
lovers and a watching husband, she was in the mood for lots more. Ted sank
back and his cock pulled out of her ass inch by slimy inch. His cock came
out limp and snaking around and when the tapered cock-knob popped free,
the limp shaft collapsed and lay down his trembling thigh, dripping cum.

Marcy rose up and Sam's cock slithered from her flooded pussy. It, too,
had gone soft and it flopped down onto his belly in a limp coil. Their
balls too looked equally deflated. Marcy gave a moan of dismay and dove
down to suck Sam's glistening cock. But his prick bent and looped around,
rolling over her tongue and snaking into her cheeks, remaining soft
despite her frantic oral attentions.

She twisted around and lowered her head and sucked Ted's ass-soaked
prick into her mouth. She nursed, relishing the tart taste of cock-meat
that had just been up an asshole. But, flavorsome or not, Ted's cock, too,
refused to stiffen again. Marcy polished Ted's prick-knob to a luster,
then fell back with a sigh and a frustrated moan. Ted and Sam both looked
a trifle sheepish. They felt inadequate in the light of this lustful
lady's insatiable desire.

Luckily, Jim was waiting.

Seeing that the adulterous action was ended, Jim moved onto the bed
with his wife. Ted and Sam lingered for a moment. But unlike Jim, neither
of them really got a kick out of watching other people fuck and suck.
Besides, she wasn't their wife... which was what made it so exciting for
Jim. They left the bedroom to have a drink and talk, in terms of awe,
about Marcy Morris.

Jim and Marcy embraced lovingly and he kissed her passionately, probing
her hot mouth with his tongue and sucking at her cum-coated tongue. He
slid down, licking his way down her slick torso and diving on her pussy.
His tongue lashed in and he sucked his wife's creamy slot, whimpering and
worshiping at her succulent fuck-hole.

Marcy wrapped the velvet vise of her thighs around her husband's head
and rode his face as he slurped and munched and gobbled gleefully in her
cum-filled cunt. Jim grabbed her by the hips and rolled her over,
spreading the creamy cheeks of her ass open with his hands. He snaked his
tongue into her well-fucked asshole, wiggling it 'round and 'round as he
sucked at the puckered rim. Jizz gushed out and saliva flooded in.

Jim rimmed and sucked her ass for a while. He was belly-down on the bed
and his huge prick was trapped beneath him, twitching and jerking with
arousal. His ass and hips were being lifted on the end of his cock. Jim
adored sucking his wife's asshole and cunt after other men had shot their
cum in her, but now he was desperate to get his own rocks off.

He rose onto his knees. Marcy stayed as she was, her dark head down on
the bed and her gorgeous ass poking up into the air in wanton invitation.
Jim fitted the head of his prick into her gooey cunt-slot from behind,
nudging it into place. He paused with his cock-knob bedded and his thick,
glistening shaft standing out like a tubular bridge connecting his balls
to her cunt.

"Fuck me like a dog, darling!" she wailed.

Jim sank his prick in to the hilt, held the penetration for a moment,
then began to fuck her deeply, bouncing her back and forth on his violent
fuck-strokes. Marcy fucked with him, shoving her cunt back like a bitch in
heat.

The curve of her ass slapping against her husband's flat belly. His
balls swung like the clappers of a bell, slapping loudly against her
cum-covered crotch. Marcy's cunt melted around his prick, and she
whimpered and wiggled like a bitch in heat as he dog-fucked her
frantically.

Then, suddenly his hot cock-cream was gushing into the core of her
cunt-hole, coming out so hard that she could almost hear it whoosh. They
fucked through the spasms of climax. Finished, he withdrew and they
cuddled together, kissing with loving devotion.

Jim's prick was still hard and his balls were still swollen, despite
the abundant load of cum they had just spent in Marcy's pussy. But they
didn't see much point in fucking again at Sam's apartment. If Sam and Ted
were no longer capable of being involved, Jim and Marcy figured that they
might as well go back home.

They left the bedroom and found the two men sitting naked in the living
room, glasses in hand, and cocks drooping down like limp noodles. They
agreed to get together for another fuck-session soon, although they didn't
make a definite date, because Jim and Marcy were a bit disillusioned by
the lack of stamina that the two young bachelors had shown.

Driving home, Marcy made a suggestion.

"Let's park the car down the street and walk the last block home,
darling. I'm sure that Tracy and Bobby wanted to use our house to fuck,
and maybe we can catch them at it if we sneak up and peek through the
window."

Jim, being the voyeur that he was, was heartily enthused by the
prospect. His biggest kick was watching his wife in action, to be sure,
but that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy playing the peeper on a pair of
horny young teenage lovers. Jim parked the car and they walked up the
street, arm in arm, kissing and fondling occasionally like a couple of
newly-weds. Then scurrying across their lawn to peek into their own living
room through the side window.

They got there just in time. Because young Bobby had shot off real fast
once, and then embarked on a long, slow second fucking. The two teenagers
were just reaching the crest when Jim and Marcy came up to the window to
spy on them. It made an interesting show. And it would lead to even more
interesting encounters, before the night was done...

Chapter 8.

Bobby was fucking Tracy deeply, his muscular young ass rising and falling slowly as he slid his stiff prick in and out of the girl's cunt at a slow, even pace. Tracy had her slim legs wrapped around him, undulating her hips up at his cock-thrusts as she pressed down on the small of his back with her heels, his swinging balls slapping rhythmically against her little pink asshole.

Jim and Marcy exchanged conspiratorial grins, then concentrated on the show. Bobby's long, hard cock came out glistening with cunt-juice and slogged avidly back in, pumping more cream from Tracy's eager young pussy as he fucked her. Her crotch was shiny with her spilled arousal and her tightly-stretched little fuck-hole clung to Bobby's thick cock-shaft like a tiny sucking mouth. The muscles of his young thighs rippled visibly each time he drove into her, pounding her naked little ass deep into the cushions of the couch with each powerful lunge.

The window was open at the bottom, so Jim and Marcy could not only see the coupled pair, they could hear the sounds that the lusty young teenagers were making as they fucked... the faint hiss of his cock-shaft as it slid in, the slap of balls on her ass, the slurping of her tight, wet little suction-cup cunt, along with the moaning and gurgling from their panting mouths.

Jim was getting turned on by the pretty girl's firm, slender young body, her taut, jiggling little tits and especially the obvious tightness of her tiny lightly-fuzzed young cunt. Marcy was getting doubly aroused, hot for Tracy as well as for the boy who was fucking her so expertly. Bobby dipped down and kissed Tracy's hotly-parted lips, then began to suck on her tits, his ass and hips still keeping up the steady, regulated pumping action. Then he straightened his arms and braced himself against the couch, stepping up the pace a bit as he started to fuck her faster and harder.

Within a minute or so, Bobby was very obviously pouring the prick to Tracy on the cum-strokes. And from the way that her limber young body was shaking and shuddering beneath his frantic thrusts, Jim and Marcy could tell that the pretty little blonde was creaming on her boyfriend's cock.

"Cum, Bobby... shoot in me!" she wailed. "Fill my cunt with your jizz!"

The boy grunted, gasped and fucked even faster. His long, shiny cock vanished completely, sinking into Tracy's clasping twat to the hilt, then came pulling out, with her clinging cunt-lips distending down the thick cock-shaft, almost pulling her tiny pussy inside out.

"Uhhhh, fuck! Here it comes!" he growled.

"Ohhhhhh, uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh, yesssssssss", hissed Tracy, hunching her deeply-impaled young cunt up at Bobby's pumping, squirting prick.

A deluge of teenage cum poured into her quivering pussy, spurt after hot spurt filling her tiny cock-filled hole to overflowing. Bobby's jizz-jets shot into the depths of her cunt and mixed with her cunt-cum, only to be forced out around the shaft of his pistoning cock as it slammed again and again into her gooey, sperm-filled little pussy. Bobby's cock seemed to swell to twice the size as he emptied his balls into her cunt. That, combined with the incredible pleasure of feeling the boy's hot, thick sperm jetting up inside her, soon had the young girl writhing and squealing in total ecstasy.

The kids fucked each other through the crest and down the slow spiral of release. Bobby's balls flopped around, slack and spent now, but his prick was still stiff and vibrant as he fucked in and out of Tracy's slippery little cunt at a more sedate pace.

Then slowly, their movements ceased and the young lovers kissed passionately in the aftermath of their mutual climax. Bobby pulled his prick out and a gush of sperm and cunt-cream flowed from her open fuck-hole before her elastic young cuntlips snapped shut, trapping the rest inside.

God, she must be as tight as a virgin, thought Jim as he stared at the thin, glistening pink line of Tracy's young pussy-slit. Marcy's mature cunt gaped open for ages after she was fucked, but this girl's tight twat looked as if it hadn't even seen a prick before, let alone just been fucked! Only the glistening sheen which covered her slender young thighs and the rosy flush of excitement on her face betrayed the fact that just seconds ago she'd been writhing in the throes of orgasm with a big, fat cock stuffed up her hot little cunt.

Bobby was keen to go down on Tracy and show her what he had learned about cunt-sucking... although he wasn't about to tell her about the gorgeous divorcee on whose tasty cunt he had learned the luscious lesson.

He sucked her nubile young tits and worked his way down her sleek tummy as Tracy quivered in anticipation of a cuntful of avid tongue. She wouldn't have cared where Bobby had learned to eat pussy, as long as he used that newly acquired knowledge on her own steamy, swampy cunt.

Bobby lowered his head between his girlfriend's thighs and pressed his face into her cunt, then began to suck and lick at her tasty pink slit for all he was worth. Tracy had cum wonderfully on his prick, but now she started to melt again as soon as his nimble tongue began to probe her horny pussy.

She lifted her ass of the couch and moaned, grinding her cunt-mound up against his mouth as Bobby lapped at her hot little slit. The boy was tongue-fucking in deep and sucking on the lightly-fuzzed lips, his mouth open wide and easily engulfed her tiny slot and slit together.

Tracy's knees shot up and hit her heaving tits, her feet pumping in the air. She locked her legs around his head for a moment, but there was no need to hold him where he wanted to be, and she released the scissor grip, giving the boy free rein to mouth her tasty little cunt-slit as he pleased.

"Suck me, Bobby!" she wailed. "Uhhhhh, yeahhhhh... you do it so good!"

"Mmmffff! Cum on my tongue, baby!" he moaned, the words muffled by her succulent cunt-flesh.

Tracy shuddered convulsively and climaxed again, this time into Bobby's wide-open mouth. Cunt-cum spilled down the boy's chin and cheeks as he struggled to suck and lick it all up. Jim envied Bobby that tasty feast. Marcy envied both of the randy teenagers, wishing that it was her cunt that was being tongued and that it was her tongue being creamed on. Tracy jerked through the spasms, gasping and panting, then sprawled out, a dreamy smile on her radiant young face. Bobby sucked a bit longer, then used his tongue to lick up the seepage from her slit, from the insides of her slick, creamy thighs and out of her tight little ass-crack.

"Ohhhh, God! That was so good!" Tracy sighed.

Bobby raised his head from of her crotch and grinned at her, his cheeks and jaw glistening with her juices.

"Sucking pussy is great," he muttered, giving the girl a significant look.

"Want me to suck you off now?" she offered.

"Oh, yeah! You wanna?"

"I wanna suck your prick and swallow all of your sweet jizz, baby," she purred, licking her lips suggestively.

Tracy understood that giving head was a mutual sort of favor. But, besides `owing' him a blow-job, she was hungry for his cock-cream, too. Hand-jobs had done them long enough and now that they had become real lovers, Tracy was eager to find out what all the variations of sex she'd heard about were like for herself.

Bobby leaned back and thrust his cock up. Tracy twisted around and curled onto her side, her blonde head poised over his rigid prick. She stared at his cock like a sweet-toothed child looking at a candy cane. Pre-cum had begun to discharge from the hole at the tip while he was sucking her cunt, and now his purple cock-knob looked like a fat plum coated with whipped cream.

The fact that his cock was also drenched with her cunt-juice didn't disturb her at all, she'd tasted herself often enough on her fingers after she masturbated. The creamy coating only made Bobby's tasty-looking prick look even more delectable.

He pulsed his prick muscle, making the cock-shaft throb and the bloated head flare even more. A little drool fell from her parted lips and Marcy thought she could almost hear it sizzle when it splashed on the boy's prick-knob.

"Lick it, Tracy! C'mon, baby... suck me off!" Bobby urged, humping upward. But he wasn't begging for it. He knew that Tracy was as hot for a mouthful of cock as he was to feed it to her.

Tracy lowered her head, avoiding his cock for the moment. The long, thick cock-shaft skimmed along her cheek as she went down onto his balls. She began to lick his hairy balls noisily, savoring the musky flavour as a first course. She slicked her tongue all over the solid ball-sacs, feeling another massive cum-load surging around inside in a thick, turgid tide. Her lips parted and she started to suck his balls as if she were trying to ingest his jism right from the source, through the skin of his balls. Bobby was yelping and gasping at the delicious sucking sensations.

Tracy's little blonde head bobbed about in his groin as she worked right down between his spread thighs, turning her pretty face up as she mouthed the underside of his nut-sac. All this ball sucking felt fantastic, but Bobby was afraid that he was going to blow his wad off while his girlfriend was still sucking his balls. It would be no hardship, to be sure, but he wanted to cum in her hot, sucking mouth.

"Suck my cock, baby!" he panted.

Eager to taste his cock as well, Tracy took one last slurp of the boy's balls, then placed her curled tongue against the underside of his cock and slowly drew it up to the crown. Bobby moaned as she licked along the pulsing ventral vein and her hot little tongue flicked around the sensitive ring where his cock-head loomed out from the thick, throbbing shaft.

Tracy licked up and down the boy's stiff prick, the familiar taste her own cunt-cream adding to the thrill of taking him into her mouth for the first time. Pre-cum trickled down from his prick-knob and she lapped it up greedily. Then, she opened her mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as she could, sliding her tightly-stretched lips up and down Bobby's virile young stalk as he looked down at her excitedly, moaning and groaning in absolute pleasure.

His prick slid easily into her young mouth, although she could only take about half of his raging erection before she began to gag. The lower half, she instinctively gripped in her tiny fist and jacked up and down in opposing rhythm to her bobbing head.

Bobby threw back his handsome young head and groaned loudly as Tracy sucked and jerked on his throbbing prick. Occasionally she'd rest her throat muscles and just suck on the cock-knob, other times she's run her lips and tongue down the shaft and back again, but inevitably her hot, moist little mouth returned to engulf the boy's huge erection as deeply as she could handle.

Chapter 9.

Marcy and Jim were going wild as they watched the naughty teenagers.
They exchanged glances of tacit understanding. Looking was fun, but they
were both much too hot and horny to remain passive observers.

"How'd you like Tracy's hot little mouth sucking your cock, darling?"
Marcy whispered.

"Ohhh, fuck yeah... I can almost feel it now.... You want Bobby's cock
too, don't you baby?" replied Jim with a grin.

"I want both of them," Marcy murmured, licking her lips.

They made hurried, heated, whispered plans, while Tracy continued to
dance her tongue against the flaring, slimy slab of Bobby's cock-head.
Jim dashed back to the car, damn near stumbling over his hard-on. He
drove into the driveway and got out, slamming the door loudly, so that
the naughty teenagers would be warned that the householders were home.
That was part of the plan.

Marcy was waiting at the door and they went in, making plenty of noise
and Proceeding slowly down the hall. By the time they went into the
living room, Tracy and Bobby were dressed and sitting on the couch,
trying to act innocent-but looking flushed and flustered and guilty.

"You're home early," Tracy said, unable to conceal the disappointment
in her tone.

"Afraid so," Marcy said.

Marcy turned to Jim, who was fixing himself a drink at the corner
bar... not because he wanted a drink, but so that he had an excuse to
turn his back and hide his raging hard-on from the two youngsters... for
the moment.

"Tracy is going to spend the night here, darling," Marcy said. "Maybe
I should give Bobby a ride home. He lives quite a long ways away."

"Sure," Jim agreed.

"Ready to go, Bobby?" Marcy asked.

Ready to cum, is more like it, thought the frustrated young man. But
he didn't see that he had much choice, so he nodded and got up, his hands
stuffed down into his side pockets, stooped over his groin in a valiant
attempt to conceal his massive cock-bulge. Bobby supposed that he was
going to have to go home and jack off alone in his own bed. It was a
pretty feeble substitute for Tracy's mouth.

"See you tomorrow, then, Tracy," he said.

Tracy, who was as distraught at having their sex-play cut short
aborted as Bobby was, smiled sadly and wistfully at her young boyfriend
and let the tip of her pink tongue slip across her slimy lips, as a sort
of promise of things to come.

Shuffling along, bent over his alarming cock-bulge, Bobby followed
Marcy out to the car. She got behind the wheel and he got into the
passenger seat. She put the keys in the ignition and fiddled with them,
delaying starting the engine unnecessarily. She was glancing sideways at
the young man, looking sly and speculative.

Bobby had a horrible idea that Mrs. Morris had noticed his hard-on and
that she was about to deliver a stern lecture about pre-marital sex. But
that was the furthest thought from the raven-haired housewife's mind. Her
gaze shifted down to his bulging crotch. Bobby blushed with guilt and
shame.

"We came home too soon, didn't we, honey?" she asked in a husky voice.

"Errrrr...ahhhh.... I...." Bobby stammered.

"Tracy was blowing you, wasn't she?"

Bobby gasped. The boy was aghast. Yet he could detect no castigation
or recrimination in the pretty woman's tone.

"You must feel awfully frustrated and disappointed, Bobby," she said
softly. "I feel terrible about ruining your fun."

Bobby was relieved by her tolerant attitude, but still squirmed
uncomfortably, not knowing what to do or say under such disturbing
circumstances.

Then Marcy put her hand on his knee.

"Would you like me to finish the job that Tracy started, baby?" she
whispered suggestively.

Bobby almost fainted.

"Mmmmm? Do you want me to suck you off, darling?"

"Ohhhhh, yeah! Oh, Mrs. Morris!"

He could hardly believe what she had offered. Bobby had already been
frustrated twice today, in his quest for relief, first by the redheaded
divorcee's selfish refusal to return the oral favor and then by the
untimely interruption just as he was about to get his rocks off in
Tracy's hot, sucking young mouth. He couldn't believe that Mrs. Morris
was really going to suck him off until his cock was in her mouth.

Bobby needn't have been so skeptical.

He gasped as Marcy took her blouse off, and he ogled her large, firm
tits as she thrust them out. His head ducked toward her tits, and she let
him suck on them for a few seconds before lowering her own head eagerly
between Bobby's legs. Marcy was hungry for his young cock. His hot mouth
on her tits had felt real nice, but Marcy was so horny from watching
Tracy suck his cock, she needed no foreplay herself. She opened his fly
and reached in, hauling his cock and balls out in one meaty handful.

"Ooooooh, God!" she sighed.

She had already known how huge his cock was, but she was thrilled by
how hard and hot it was, now. The cock-knob was slathered with pre-cum
and glistening with the remnants of Tracy's sticky saliva.

Marcy slid down onto the floor. Cupping her heavy tits in both hands,
she took his prick into the cleavage. Bobby humped, fucking up and down
between her tits. Her face was turned down as she watched his bloated
cock-head vanish in her smooth cleavage, then come sliding back out and
skimming up her breastbone, leaving a foaming trail of cock-lube.

Bobby tit-fucked her for a few moments while Marcy savored the
anticipation. Then her head went down, and as his prick loomed up from
her abundant cleavage, she took the flaring cock-knob into her mouth.

Humping up from the car seat, Bobby fucked into her face as Marcy
bobbed her head up and down, swallowing the boy's long, hard cock as it
rammed up.

She was deep-throating the stiff teenaged cock-meat, taking it right
down her throat. His balls hit her trembling chin, then rolled up to her
lips. He was trying to fuck in, balls and all, into her tight, hot mouth.

Pre-cum dribbled onto Marcy's tongue, driving her taste buds crazy,
whetting her appetite for his full cum-load. She had already sucked two
cocks this evening, but she was never satisfied and, besides, teenage cum
always turned her on more than the cum of a man.

"Ohhh, Jesus! Suck my cock, Mrs Morris! Oh baby, yeahhhhh, take it
all... fuck, that's fantastic!" panted Bobby.

He drove his prick in and she gagged, but took it gladly, then sucked
back up to the prick-knob, her hot, clinging lips scraping down his
cock-shaft. Her mouth was already filling up repeatedly with pre-cum. The
virile young man had fed her as much pre-cum as either Sam or Ted had fed
her when they got their rocks off... and she still had the joy of feeling
his young cock explode in her mouth ahead of her.

Her tongue was floating like a pliable pink raft in a swamp. Cock-lube
coated her teeth and gums and swirled in her cheeks and painted her
palate. The stuff was as thick and sticky as heated glue. Marcy pulled
her mouth off his cock for a second and looked up at him.

"Cum in my mouth, Bobby!" she begged, "Give it to me, sweetheart...
ummmmmmmhhhhh!"

Her pleas were choked off as Bobby rammed his cock back into her
mouth, fucking her face. Then she sucked back up to the cock-head, her
eyes gazing hotly into his.

"Squirt for me, baby!"

"Uhhhhh, shit! Yessss! I'm cummin'...... cummin'.... Mrs. Morris! "
the youth gasped.

His prick swelled and throbbed, squirting into her mouth as Marcy
bobbed her head up and down on him. Hot, thick sperm sprayed her mouth
and throat. Marcy bobbed and opened her mouth as wide as she could,
taking his cock into her throat balls-deep, then pulling back to hold
just the cock-tip in her Lips. Bobby was shooting out jets of jizz as he
plunged in and spilling more spunk out as he whipped his prick back.
Finally, he was drained and slumped back, groaning.

He felt as if Mrs. Morris had sucked his every ounce of fluid in his
body out. He didn't know how good Tracy would suck cock, given the
chance, but he didn't see how anyone could milk his meat better than this
beautiful woman.

Even after he'd finished, Marcy kept on sucking, ravenous and
voracious, still pulling a few last gooey threads of cum from his young
cock although he had stopped spurting. When she was certain that she had
drained his prick, Marcy pulled her gooey lips from his cock-knob and
used her tongue to gather up the sweet spunk that had spilled from her
lips and run back down onto his balls.

The boy's prick stayed stiff. His balls began to swell again. Bobby
was in seventh heaven. But the thoughtful young man had only one regret.
His girlfriend had been longing to swallow a load of cum, and he felt
sorry that Tracy had been deprived. But, of course, Tracy wasn't
deprived, at all...

Chapter 10.

Facing the corner bar, pretending to be carefully mixing himself a
drink, Jim waited until he heard the car doors close, and didn't hear the
engine start. Then he grinned and looked back over his shoulder.

Tracy was still sitting on the couch. She was hoping that Mr. Morris
would tell her where her room was, so that she could go to bed naked and
finger-fuck her itchy little cunt to a climax.

"You've got cum on your lips, kid," he said.

Tracy looked startled and her face turned bright red.

"That's okay, honey," Jim assured her. "Hell, a girl who won't suck
cock isn't worth a pinch of coon-shit. You don't have to be embarrassed."

"I... it's only pre-cum," she murmured.

Jim knew that full well, but he raised his eyebrows as if in surprise.
His hands were moving and, with his back to the teenager, it appeared to
her that he was still shaking a cocktail. But he was secretly opening his
trousers and dragging his cock and balls out.

"Didn't you finish the job, then? Didn't you let your boyfriend cream
in your mouth?"

Tracy didn't want Mr. Morris to think that she was a cock-teaser who
had deliberately denied her boyfriend the delight of cumming in her
mouth.

"I was going to... but then you and Mrs Morris... er... Marcy came
home, before we got a chance to finish."

"That must have frustrated Bobby, huh?"

Tracy managed an impish grin.

"It frustrated me, too, Mr. Morris," she said. "I never had a guy
shoot in my mouth before, and I was really looking forward to swallowing
his jizz!"

"Still in the mood, baby?" he rasped.

Tracy was getting the picture.

She nodded shyly, smiling timidly, but letting the tip of her tongue
show in the cleft of her sensually parted young lips.

Jim turned around, his exposed hard-on loomed out and, as he spun
around, it swung like the turret gun of a battleship.

"Oh, Wowwwwwwww! Mr. Morris!" Tracy squealed.

"Want me to feed you some jizz, kid?" he grunted.

"Oh, yes! Only we'll have to hurry. We don't want your wife to come
back and catch you with your prick in my mouth, right?"

Jim grinned, correctly assuming that his wife already had a mouthful
of young Bobby's cock-meat, but he wasn't going to mention that juicy
detail to eager little Tracy... at least, not yet. Cock-first, he moved
across the room. Tracy slid to the edge of the couch and opened her mouth
wide, like a hungry baby bird waiting to be fed a fat, juicy worm. Jim
thrust his cock into her pretty young face and Tracy began to lick and
lap the swollen cock-head.

She would have loved to do some tongue work on his cock-stalk and
balls, the way she had with Bobby. But she figured that would be a
mistake. If she dallied over the preliminary prick-licking, she might
find herself deprived again. She wanted Mr. Morris to cum before Marcy
got home, and they had to stop.

"Fuck my mouth, Mr. Morris," she moaned.

Her sweet little lips formed a tight, oval fuck-hole. She curled her
tongue out over her bottom lip, forming a slippery slide for his prick
and held him by the hips, wanting to do the whole job with only her
mouth, not using her hands at all. She had done all the prick-pulling
that she ever wanted to do in the past, and from now on it was going to
be pussy or mouth. Jim shoved his cock between her lips. Her mouth seemed
to be boiling, as if she had a conduction heater in there.

Tracy adored everything about that mouthful... the heat, the
fragrance, the texture, and above all the musky flavour of Jim's hot,
throbbing cock-meat.

Her cheeks indented and puffed out as she sucked in and then blew down
the length of his shaft. Her blonde head turned as she ground her facial
fuck-hole around on his cock-knob. He began to fuck in and out slowly and
steadily, sliding his thick prick back to her throat and then pulling out
until only the cock-knob was stuck between her tightly-stretched young
lips.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmm! the teenager whimpered, relishing the tasty task.

Licking Bobby's young prick had been fun, but sucking this mature
prick was even better, and she new that the best part of all would be the
thrilling moment when the man's cum-load exploded into her eager, sucking
mouth.

"Shoot, Mr. Morris!" she gurgled. "Cum in my mouth!"

She was gargling the cream of his warm precum and getting hungrier by
the second, yearning to feel his big, adult cock spurt off, longing to
drink the sweet spunk from his tasty prick.

"Now, kid!" he croaked.

Jim fucked into her mouth deeply and his jism splashed in Tracy's
throat. She gulped it down. He pumped more cum out as he pulled back,
then drove his prick in through the slimy tide of his own cum.

Young Tracy was swallowing with gusto, but his grown-up cum-load was
too much for her. Jizz overflowed her trembling lips and spilled down
both sides of her chin. Her head bobbed up and down wildly she milked him
off, draining his balls to the dregs.

He stopped humping and his balls hung loosely, but his prick was still
tense in her mouth, like a firm rubber hose, promising more action. She
kept sucking and swallowing. His prick never softened very much. And as
she kept on sucking his prick, it got iron hard again. She looked down
the cock-shaft and watched his cum-bags slowly fill up as another
cum-load seeped in.

"Wanna suck it again?" he rasped.

Well, she did, and she didn't. She drew her foaming lips from his
cock-knob and, holding his wet fucker to her cheek, looked up at his face
from the tops of her baby-blue eyes. She batted her silken eyelashes and
smiled suggestively.

"I wanna suck you off a lot, Mr. Morris, just as long as your wife
doesn't find out. But swallowing your spunk has made me awful hot. Don't
you wanna fuck me now? You think we've got time to fuck?"

`More time than you know, kid,' Jim thought, giving the young girl a
lustful grin.

In the car, still parked in the driveway, Marcy licked up all of
Bobby's stray cum with her nimble tongue, then sucked on his bulging
prick-knob again. His cock was still stiff and throbbing. That was one of
the benefits of young cock, thought Marcy with a smile. Not only was
young prick delicious, but a teenaged boy had an endless supply of cum.

"You... you gonna blow me again, Mrs. Morris?" Bobby moaned, starting
to fuck her face again.

He had fed her a lot of cum already, but if this dark-haired beauty
wanted more, Bobby was glad to give it to her, willing and able to cum
for hours. But Marcy lifted her head and smiled at him. She was keeping
track of the time and calculating how far the action might have
progressed in the house. She got up on the car seat and straddled him,
rubbing his stiff young prick around between her open thighs.

"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh! Fuck me, Mrs. Morris! Sit on my prick and fuck
yourself silly!" he babbled.

Her cunt-slot was sucking on his polished prick-knob exactly the way
her mouth had. Fucking her would be just like getting another blow-job,
from a bearded mouth, he thought. Her clit was flaring like her tongue
had done, and her cunt-juice was streaming down his cock-shaft like
saliva. But then she shifted from his lap. Bobby thrust his stiff prick
up not caring if he sank it into mouth or cunt, but desperate to get his
fucker buried in one of her hot, wet, clinging holes. Marcy guessed
enough time had passed.

"Come with me, darling," she said.

She got out of the car. Bobby followed, but the naive youth was
puzzled. They couldn't be going back into the house, he figured. Not with
her husband and his girlfriend already there. Did she have a bed in the
garage or a swing in the garden? He still had his cock sticking out.
Marcy went up to the window. Mystified, Bobby stepped up behind her and
looked in over her shoulder.

"Holy shit!" he gasped.

Mr. Morris was standing in front of Tracy, his prick laid along her
cheek. It was evident that she had already sucked him off, because her
lips were coated in sperm and his cock-shaft gleamed with saliva.
Shocked, Bobby turned to Marcy.

"What... I mean.... Don't you mind?" he asked.

"No, baby.... do you?" the woman said.

Bobby had felt a surge of jealousy. But it quickly passed. After all,
he had just shot off in Mrs. Morris' mouth, so he could hardly blame
Tracy for having a suck on the nearest available cock.

They heard Tracy ask Jim to fuck her. Bobby converted to voyeurism on
the spot, figuring that watching his sexy girlfriend fuck another guy
would be as much fun as putting the pork to her himself, especially since
he would be enjoying the show in the company of the sexy Marcy Morris,
and would certainly not have to suffer a full set of balls for very long.
Bobby grinned lasciviously, all of his youthful innocence gone in a
flash.

"We gonna watch 'em?" he whispered.

Marcy winked and nodded, then leaned her elbows on the window sill.
Bobby stood behind her, his prick jammed to her naked ass-cheeks and his
chin resting on her shoulder, so that they were cheek to cheek as they
took up their position in this standing-room-only live-sex show.

Inside, Tracy was nibbling on Jim's prick again.

"Have we? Have we got time?" she panted.

"Plenty of time, kid," said Jim, glancing toward the window.

Bobby caught the glance and gasped. `Oh, wow! Does he know we're here?
Does he know his wife just sucked me off? Did Mr. and Mrs. Morris plan it
this way?' he wondered. The lurid thoughts flashing through his excited
young brain like the shattered fragments of an erotic dream.

He figured that the couple must be totally depraved, corrupting the
morals of two innocent young teenagers like Tracy and himself. But, right
now, he wouldn't have had it any other way... that was for sure!

Chapter 11.

Jim rubbed his prick along Tracy's lips, mopping her mouth, then
jerked it away. He sat down beside the nubile teenager and began to
undress her. She helped him, tearing wildly at her garments, still
supposing that they had to finish fucking quickly, before his wife got
back, or worse... caught them at it.

The horny young girl couldn't understand why Mr. Morris was being so
casual and taking his time about it. He stripped her naked with her
fumbling assistance, then removed his own clothing, so that they were
both incriminatingly naked if Marcy should walk in. She and Bobby had
always been very careful not to get caught with their clothes off, but
somehow, the element of danger involved tonight seemed to enhancing the
thrill of Tracy's desires.

Jim, of course, knew that there was no danger, but he was determined
to give the audience a good show and a clear view of all the details.
Being a confirmed peeper, himself, Jim Morris knew what turned a watcher
on best. Feeling confident that his wife and Tracy's young boyfriend
must have taken up their positions by this time, he began the slow
build-up toward the passion play they had planned.

He kissed the girl and let his fingers caress her inner thighs,
sucking on her swollen little nipples as his hands roamed over her
gorgeous naked young body. Marcy was wriggling and squirming, loving the
man's attentive foreplay but impatient to get on with the fucking,
fearful they would be interrupted. It would be so frustrating to finally
get Jim's big, handsome cock up her yearning cunt and have to stop
halfway.

"Fuck me... fuck me! Oh, please...." she whimpered.

Jim ignored the girl's frantic pleas, slipping down to lick her tasty
little pussy for a moment. But she was so hot and aroused, he was afraid
she might cream on his tongue, and, although it was always nice to have
a cunt melt in his mouth, he wanted the sexy little teenager to cum on
his cock, first. And, besides, his horny wife loved to suck pussy even
more than Jim did! He would save that snack for Marcy.

He slurped at the girl's pussy for a few more moments, then slid onto
the couch again. He knew which position would afford the best view for
the spectators lurking at the window. Jim knew all about such things,
for they were dear to his heart.

"Sit on my cock, honey," he grunted.

She smiled lewdly.

"I thought you'd never ask, Mr. Morris," giggled the little minx.

Tracy twisted her nimble young body around and squatted over his
hips, kneeling astride him, her hot little cunt poised over his
throbbing prick. Grasping it by the base, she positioned the head of
Jim's big cock in her tiny opening and slid slowly down. As his
wedge-shaped cock-head sank in, they both moaned, Jim at the tightness
of her hot, snug little pussy around his shaft, and Tracy at the
incredible thickness of his cock as it stretched and filled her young
cunt like never before.

Marcy and Bobby saw it all clearly as Jim's long, thick,
heavily-veined cock-shaft disappeared up Tracy's tiny cunt. She slid
down to the hilt of his cock. His prick was buried and his balls were
ballooning below her taut little ass. As she sank down, grinding her
hips, the trim cheeks of her adorable young ass opened up, revealing the
pinkly-puckered bud of her little asshole. It made Marcy drool.

She was so hot that she couldn't bear to look on without something in
her own sizzling cunt-hole. She reached behind her ass and got a handful
of Bobby's heavy hard-on, levering it down as she rose up onto her
tiptoes. The boy's fat cock-head slid down the crack of her ass and
dipped into her crotch from behind.

"Give me a knee-trembler, baby!" she urged.

Bobby's knees were already trembling at the very thought of fucking
her. Eagerly, he grabbed Marcy by the hips and began to wedge his cock
up into her slimy pussy. She wriggled down and he lunged up, fucking his
virile young cock into her hungry cunt to the balls.

He had her impaled to the hilt, but instead of moving straight away,
Bobby held his cock still, as she played with his hairy balls. He sensed
that they should wait until Tracy began to fuck up and down on Mr.
Morris' cock, so that they could match the rhythm. The young man was
getting a quick and comprehensive education in the ways of the voyeur...
and he sure as hell was studying under a qualified teacher in Marcy
Morris!

Tracy started to lift and lower her slim young hips, fucking Jim;s
deeply-imbedded cock with an urgent, adolescent rhythm.

"Easy, baby... nice and slow," Jim hissed.

Why isn't he worried about his wife? Why isn't he in a hurry to
finish? Tracy wondered. Was there something that she didn't understand?

Jim held her by the ass, restraining the girl from moving for a
moment, then letting her slide her pussy up and down on his prick, but
only slowly.

Tracy pulled her cunt up to his cock-head, balanced there for an
instant, then pushed back down and took all of his big cock up her tight
little cunt. His cock-stalk came out awash with cunt-cream, the dark
vein rippling up the under-side, her cunt-lips pulling outwards as she
raised up. Her lovely young ass swung from side to side, grinding and
churning, giving Marcy tantalizing glimpses of the teenager's pretty
little asshole as the creamy cheeks spread.

Tracy was getting hornier by the second. Jim's big cock sliding in
and out of her tiny hole, was really making her pussy feel good. She
tried to fuck faster, but Jim held her down by her hips and stopped the
sliding motion completely for a moment, holding his prick buried. It
throbbed and twitched inside her, the base mashed hard against her clit
at the top. It was almost as nice as when he moved it in and out...
almost, but not quite.

She wanted to bounce up and down on his wonderful cock till she came,
but for some reason he was stopping her. Tracy couldn't understand why.
If they had more time, she would have liked nothing better than to let
him take his time and fuck her slowly and deeply, enjoying the feel of
his massive prick stretching and reaming her tight little hole, but with
his wife due back at any time, she was getting desperate. She'd already
been frustrated once tonight, and she couldn't bear it if Marcy returned
home before she got her rocks off with Jim.

Tracy tried to fuck up and down faster, but Jim jammed his loins up
as she rose, and held her down with his hands when she tried to lift up,
keeping his prick deeply buried in the squirming young girl, effectively
preventing the delicious friction she so desperately desired.

She thrust her tits into his face and he sucked her swollen nipples.
He dipped a hand under her belly and fingered her clit. But as soon as
she started to squirm, and grind her pubes against his fingers, he drew
his hand away again. It was driving Tracy crazy.

The watchers were going crazy, too. Bobby had intended to match the
pace of the fucking they were peeping on. But when Tracy and Jim started
to move so slowly, the horny young teenager was unable to keep to the
unnaturally lethargic rhythm. He began to hammer his prick into Marcy
furiously as he stood behind her, in a standing fuck. He tilted her ass
up and down on his cock, impaling her deeply and quickly, with rapid
little thrusts.

Marcy slowed him down, emulating her husband. She got a handful of
Bobby's balls and held them firmly, limiting his ability to buck and
plunge. But her cunt was sucking like a mouth on his cock, and the
virile youth knew that she could milk him off with her inner
cunt-muscles even if he didn't hump at all. Her squeezebox pussy was
pulling and dragging on his prick, teasing him maddeningly.

Then Marcy unleashed the boy, letting go of his balls and allowing
him to feed the cock to her as fast as he liked. He fucked her with
lightning strokes, filling her hot, clinging hole with thunderous
thrusts. She shoved her ass back and forth, her firm, round ass-cheeks
slapping his lean belly as he buried his prick in her hairy cunt to the
balls with each powerful thrust.

Bobby pulled her back onto his cock as he hunched forward, twisting
her ass around as he screwed his cock up into her tight cuntal sheath.
Cunt-juice streamed down her rippling thighs. Her fuck-hole was a swamp,
yet her inner rings were clinging and clutching tightly, making her
pussy snug as a virgin's.

Jim and Tracy had stopped moving now. With his prick balls-deep,
stuffed up her tight little cunt to the hilt.. he seemed to be waiting
for something. Tracy had no idea what. Bobby was starting to guess,
though. The sight of his girlfriend with a cuntful of prick was turning
Bobby on damned near as much as the sensations of Marcy's clasping pussy
on his prick.

"Uhhhhhhhh, yeahhhh! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me hard and cum in my
cunt!" she urged.

Bobby fucked her savagely, jolting her pelvis and hammering her
haunches. Her ass twisted in tight little circles as she frantically
shoved her cunt back to meet his powerful cock-thrusts.

Within seconds, his cum-swollen balls erupted and filled Marcy's
quivering cunt with a massive load of sperm. His hot cream squirted into
her velvet depths, then swirled back down the chute and bubbling from
her cock-stuffed pussy, forced from the tight confines of her cunt by
his rapidly pistoning prick.

His heavy young balls slapped against her clit, causing Marcy to
writhe and moan in ecstasy. She came on his cock like a pinned
butterfly, her slim body shaking and shuddering with the power of the
boy's deliciously frantic cock-thrusts. Bobby drained his balls into
Marcy's spasming cunt and clung, panting, to her haunches, his chin
resting on her shoulder and his breathing hissing in her ear. His prick
was still firm, and Bobby could easily have thrown another fuck into
her. But, when she turned her radiant face to him and grinned, somehow
the boy suspected that Marcy might have something else in mind.

"Wanna join them?" she whispered, nodding toward the copulating pair
inside.

The thrill of impending depravity gripped Bobby in horny talons and
he grinned back at her.

"Sure... as long as I get to fuck you again," he said, making his
prick twitch meaningfully up inside her tightly-clasping cunt.

"You'll get to do more than that, baby!", promised Marcy. "Let's go!"

Bobby pulled his shaft from the slippery sheath of her cunt. His
young his cock stood straight from his loins, not upright with a full
erection now, but not soft, either. His prick was at half mast,
liberally coated with a glistening sheen of their combined fuck-juices.

Marcy and Bobby left the window and entered the house, going down the
hall and into the living room. Jim grinned at them. Tracy had her back
to them and didn't realize that she and Jim were no longer alone. Then
she saw him grinning over her shoulder and turned.

"Oh, Jesus!" she exclaimed, when she saw his wife and her boyfriend
standing there.

Tracy blushed guiltily. But then she saw that Bobby and Marcy were
both smiling. Bobby's prick was jutting out, all juicy, and lots of
fuck-slime was streaming from Marcy's cunt. In a flash, the girl
understood the situation. It was all a passionate plot. Her pussy had
been a pawn in a peeper's game! And if Jim's wife and Tracy's boyfriend
didn't mind, why should she? Tracy's blush faded away, and she
grinned...

Chapter 12.

Marcy moved up and knelt down behind Tracy, between Jim's knees.
She spread the girl's firm young ass-cheeks apart with her open hands
and began to run her slurping tongue up through the teenager's hot
little ass-crack.

Bobby was astounded.

After what happened so far, he was pretty certain that Marcy
Morris wasn't a lesbian, and the naive youth couldn't understand why
on earth the gorgeous woman was licking Tracy's ass. He knew that
Tracy wasn't a lesbian either... and yet his beautiful young
girlfriend was purring with pleasure as Marcy licked and sucked at
her ass.

Bobby looked at Jim, to see how the husband was reacting to his
wife's depravity. Jim gave Bobby a conspiratorial wink. Bobby was
still confused. But he sure didn't have any objections. The idea of
lesbian sex between two such gorgeous females really turned him on,
and he moved closer to study the details.

Marcy licked up and down in Tracy's ass-crack, then began to dance
her tongue into the blonde teenager's tight little asshole. She
sighed with the tangy taste, relishing that sweet, flavorsome
fudge-slot.

"Uuuuhhh, yeahhhhhh... lick my ass, Mrs. Morris!" Tracy moaned.

Marcy nursed on the puckered little snack lovingly, her saliva
coating the girl's little pink rosebud.

"Ummmm... God, that feels so good!", Tracy moaned. "Give me a
tongue-bath and I'll lick you, too!"

It was a new experience for Tracy, but a very welcome one.
Although she normally preferred men, she had often thought about
making love with a woman and secretly looked forward to it. Now, with
two men watching, she found the prospect even more thrilling. Her
pussy and her tongue were equally enthused.

Marcy rimmed the girl's asshole for a while, then slid down and
began to run her tongue over Jim and Tracy's joined loins. She sucked
her husband's bloated balls and slid her tongue around the fucking
pair's coupled genitals, licking Tracy's tightly-stretched young
cunt-lips where they clung wetly to to the shaft of Jim's
deeply-fucking prick.

Jim began to lift Tracy up and down slowly, fucking his prick in
and out again, as his horny wife pressed her face into their juicy
coupling, sucking his balls and licking his cock-shaft as it pulled
out, coated with a glistening sheen of tasty young cunt-cream.

Marcy slipped her tongue up into Tracy's cunt alongside of Jim's
thick cock-shaft, tongue-fucking the girl in tandem with her
husband's throbbing cock. She fitted her mouth to the underside of
Jim's cock, and he fucked through Marcy's lips as he fucked in and
out of Tracy's tight young pussy. His cock came out slathered with
teenage cunt-juice and slid back in slick with saliva.

"Cum in her, darling," Marcy purred, the throaty words muffled on
prick and pussy. "Fill her up so I can suck your cum out of her hot
little cunt!"

Tracy was squirming under the double delight of cock and tongue.
But the girl was jealous, too... she actually envied Marcy that
delectable snack. Her own mouth felt neglected... a void abhorred by
her passionate nature. She glanced at Bobby.

Bobby had been half hard when they came in. But as he watched the
sordid action, his prick reared up again, rising in a series of
short, sharp jolts until it was standing rampant, as stiff and
vibrant as if he had been celibate for a month.

It was evident that he had been fucking Mrs. Morris outside,
because his cock still glistened with her cunt-juice, the female
nectar shot through with thicker streaks of the youth's spilled
spunk. Tracy had been just about to taste the rich cream of her
boyfriend's cum earlier, but the blow-job had been aborted. Just
because she had subsequently sucked off Jim Morris and swallowed his
enormous load, didn't detract from her desire to finally do the same
to her handsome young boyfriend. Better late than never, she
reasoned. And, besides, Bobby's juicy cock looked even more
tantalizing now that it had been pounding away in Marcy's creamy
cunt-hole.

Tracy figured it would be a case of killing two birds with one
stone. She could finish sucking her boyfriend off and, at the same
time, get a tasty hint of Marcy's hot cunt as a sort of appetizer,
giving her a definite idea of just what a delicious treat she had
ahead of her. Tracy grinned at Bobby and licked her full red lips
suggestively.

"Let me suck on that big, gorgeous prick, baby," she panted.

Bobby eagerly moved up and knelt in front of Tracy, pushing his
prick towards her hot little mouth. Tracy sucked it in greedily,
relishing her first taste of cunt-soaked cock. Bobby began to fuck
his girlfriend's mouth as enthusiastically as ever. Although he'd had
a wonderful blow-job from Marcy, his one deep yearning was to shoot a
load into his gorgeous young girlfriend's hot, sucking mouth. It was
a dream of his... and now it was actually about to happen!

Bobby was thrilled to discover that Tracy, although only a novice
cock-sucker, had a mouth almost as talented as Mrs. Morris'. What the
girl lacked in experience she sure made up for with enthusiasm. He
fucked into her hot young deeply and Tracy gulped his prick down with
glee, taking his prick as deep into her throat as she could manage
without gagging. Her face was turned sideways. She was sucking
Bobby's cock right in front of Jim's face.

Jim was watching the boy's thick, hard prick slide in and out of
Tracy's mouth with delight, the pleasure enhanced by the fact that
his wife was nuzzling around in his groin, licking and sucking cock
and cunt together.

Tracy's lips pulled out around Bobby's big cock-shaft each time he
drew it from her mouth, contorting her pretty face. Then Bobby, when
shoved his tasty cock back in, the girl gulped and gurgled in
cock-sucking delight. Jim was getting as great a kick out of fucking
the tight-cunted young girl while she sucked her boyfriend's prick.
After having crammed his own prick into the sexy blonde girl's hot
little mouth earlier, he knew the intense pleasure that Bobby must be
feeling right now. But her snug, slippery little cunt felt even
better, and Jim began hunching his hips up at her, fucking her deeply
in time with Bobby's thrusts into her hot, sucking mouth. Bobby held
Tracy's face between his open hands and fed the prick to her
steadily, his balls swelling on every stroke.

"Swallow his cum, kid! Squirt in her hot fuckin' mouth, Bobby!"
Jim gasped, when he heard Bobby begin to moan, his young balls
surging toward a creamy climax.

Marcy lapped up through Tracy's smooth young crotch, tonguing her
asshole, then lifted her head higher so that she could watch Bobby
cum in the girl's mouth. Bobby grunted and rammed his cock into the
girl's mouth with a vengeance, stiffening finally to shot his
cum-load deep into Tracy's gulping young mouth.

"Glubbbb... mmmfffffff... ulllpppppp", sputtered Tracy, as her
boyfriend's sperm splattered the back of her throat. She swallowed
his cum with gusto and Bobby pumped his hips, fucking her pretty
young face as more cum jetted out. Jizz flowed down her chin and
cheeks as he filled her little mouth to the brim.

Bobby finished cumming and staggered back, his cum-coated cock
swaying like an elephant's trunk. Tracy tipped her head back, letting
the final load of his cum trickle down her throat with her mouth
open, so that Jim and Marcy could see her creamy reward.

Jim kissed her on the lips. And Marcy dove back into their joined
loins to slake her own savage thirst. Both Jim and Tracy were ready
to climax now, inspired by the cock-sucking. He was no longer
restraining her, and the horny young teenager began to fuck furiously
up and down on his big prick.

In less than a minute, her tiny cock-filled cunt spasmed and
creamed around his rapidly-pistoning shaft, and she squealed in
pleasure. Then, seconds later, she squealed again, this time as as
Jim shot a geyser of thick jism up into her wildly squirming cunt as
she bounced up and down his cock, filling her to the brim. His
copious jism blended with her girl-cum and bubbled out into Marcy's
waiting mouth. Jim emptied his balls into the writhing young girl and
slumped back. Tracy kept bouncing up and down, milking her own orgasm
for all it was worth. Until she too, slumped forward, her heaving
tits pressed into Jim's chest.

Jim's prick was beginning to shrink inside Tracy's pussy now,
softening and bending. Bobby, too, was losing the tension in his
hard-on. Virile as the young man was, he had spilled an awful lot of
cum tonight, and he needed a little time to recover. But it was no
tragedy for the girls to find that both cocks were shrinking. They
had their lips and tongues to keep each other happy....

Chapter 13.

Tracy squirmed up and Jim's prick pulled from her clasping little
fuck-hole, flexible and bending. The huge cock-knob came out with a
slurp and her well-fucked young cunt-slot stayed open, retaining the
outline of his prick and filling up with a milky pool of their combined
cum-juices.

Marcy gulped her husband's prick into her mouth, sucking the
glistening cylinder of muscle voraciously. But she only mouthed his
spent cock-meat for a moment. Marcy wasn't too interested in her
husband's familiar cock, especially not now that it was softening. She
had only taken it into her mouth to taste Tracy's spicy young
cunt-nectar, fresh from her husband's prick.

Her tongue soaked it up and her taste buds tingled, her appetite
whetted. Jim moved aside, prepared to watch. Bobby already had his eyes
glued to the scene.

Marcy rose and kissed the young girl's lips passionately. Both of
their mouths were highly flavored by the cum they had swallowed. Their
tongues drilled back and forth, sharing the randy residue. They had each
sucked off both Jim and Bobby, yet the milky remnants of Sam and Ted's
sperm still lingering in Marcy's mouth. The combined flavor made their
hot, lesbian kiss a real taste treat. Marcy moved down and sucked
Tracy's tight, young tit, then arched her back and fed the willing
teenager some tit-meat of her own. They licked and sucked on each
other's breasts in turn, then Tracy fell back along the couch and opened
her lean young thighs invitingly.

Marcy moved down, licking the blonde girl's belly and lapping into
her cunt-slit. The mouth-watering scent of simmering pussy rose from
Tracy's crotch as the teenager's well-fucked little cunt heated up
again, ready for some female tongue.

"Lick me, Mrs. Morris!" she begged. "Suck my, pussy! Pleeeease!"

Tracy was so hot, she hunched her skinny hips up at Marcy's mouth,
eager to feel the older woman's hot tongue lapping at her cunt. Her
little pussy quivered with anticipation, but she was also impatient to
sink her own tongue into the beautiful woman's pussy, in turn.

Marcy began to flick her tongue out lightly, teasing Tracy by barely
making contact. She licked up the girl's glistening, pink cunt-slit and
lapped at her clit, working her nimble tongue deep into the youngster's
cum-soaked little fuck-slot.

Jim and Bobby leaned over them, watching Marcy's nimble tongue dip
and dance. Marcy was basking in the glow of their heated gaze. She
adored to eat pussy at any time, but it was especially gratifying to be
tongue-fucking a teenaged girl while her horny husband and the girl's
randy boyfriend were watching her do it. It satisfied her
exhibitionistic tendencies as well as her taste buds.

She spooned and scooped her tongue into Tracy's cunt-hole, then began
to suck as she lapped. She was pulling out mouthfuls of jizz and
pussy-juice, swallowing noisily, sucking every drop from the young
girl's tasty little pussy, and Tracy was loving ever second of it.

Marcy drew back for a second to look at the gorgeous young cunt that
she was munching on. Tracy's little pink pussy was drooling both sperm
and cunt-cream as the youngster ground her hips up Marcy's face,
silently begging her to continue. Marcy dove in again, her tongue
probing deeply and her lips making suction sounds around the little
girl's cunt-lips. She ducked down to lick some cream out of Tracy's
ass-cleft, varying the feast, making a smorgasbord out of the young
girl's groin. Marcy was like a shark in a feeding frenzy, and her
efforts were rewarded when Tracy began to climax noisily. Marcy munched
and Tracy melted. The older woman's mouth seemed glued to the blonde
girl's fuck-hole, total fusion of mouth to cunt only prevented by the
copious juices which poured from Tracy's over-heated young pussy.

With a moan, the lustful lady sucked the lovely young girl through
waves after wave of adolescent bliss, and when it was over, Marcy leaned
back, licking her lips, expecting to see Tracy looking totally
contented.

But Tracy looked anything but satisfied. The horny young girl had
found out that, as she expected, cunt-licking was a double-headed event.
As soon as her clit and cunt were satisfied, her lips and tongue got hot
for the second half of the mutual muff-munching.

Tracy was dancing her tongue around like a shadow boxer warming up,
practicing pussy-plating. She wasn't at all worried by her lack of
experience. The girl knew that cunt-sucking would come as natural to her
enthusiastic mouth as sucking pricks had done.

"Wanna lick me, now?" Marcy whispered.

"Ohhhh, yeahhhhh!" Tracy exclaimed.

Marcy was looking forward to a good tongue-fucking from the sexy
little teenager. But she was still very much aware that two fascinated
males were watching, and she figured it would be nice to change
positions and let them enjoy a variety show, instead of simple
switching. Marcy dropped down on all fours and twisted around, wiggling
her ass invitingly. Tracy slid down from the couch and knelt behind the
older woman, pressing her pretty young face into Marcy's drooling
cuntslit from behind.

Bobby's jaw was hanging open. The boy still couldn't understand why
his gorgeous, cock-hungry girlfriend would want to lick a pussy. Bobby
had a lot to learn about the ways of wanton women. Marcy had been his
teacher before. Now the boy was learning his lessons from Jim, taking
note of how approvingly the man gazed at his promiscuous spouse,
starting to get a hint of the visual pleasures that accompanied peeping.

Who could mind if a wife or girlfriend cheated... as long as they
could watch! Bobby thought that his eyeballs were going to melt as they
registered the thrilling scene. His cock was rising to yet another
erection and he saw that Jim, too, was getting a hard-on again. But from
the looks of the horny female action on the floor, cocks were not
required-yet.

Tracy ran her tongue up the musky, flavorsome cleft of Marcy's ass
and began to lick Marcy's ass-ring. The tart, tangy confection made the
girl whimper with lust. She was licking Marcy's haunches as if nipping
at appetizers before diving into the main course of hot, steaming pussy.

"Uuuhhhhhh, yessssss... lick my ass, baby!" Marcy panted.

Tracy nudged her cute little nose into the gorgeous woman's crack and
sniffed. Strangely, the aroma of Marcy's asshole thrilled her, enhanced
deliciously by the fragrance of hot pussy wafting up from below.

Tracy licked and sucked some more on the puckered slot of that carnal
canape. She drew back for a moment and gave her boyfriend a shy smile,
then dove in again. Her tongue sank up Marcy's ass and Marcy's asshole
sucked on it. Tracy had to tug back firmly to retract her tongue against
the suction. Her lapper came out distended like a taffy pull. Marcy
heaved her haunches up.

"Do my cunt!" she moaned.

Tracy slid down. Her forehead rested on the cheeks of Marcy's ass and
her lower face buried itself into the woman's pussy from behind. They
were linked up doggy-fashion in this act of lesbian love. Tracy took a
taste.

The very first lick was enough to convince the teenager that
cunt-tonguing was for her. It didn't detract from her devotion to cocks
at all. It was simply another succulent side of the creamy coin.

She lapped in and sucked at the rim. Marcy's cunt was full of jizz as
well as cunt-cream, a seething stew bubbling over into Tracy's mouth.
Tracy shook her head like a shark devouring its catch as she munched in
Marcy's hot, gooey fuck-hole.

Cunt-juice ran down the insides of Marcy's trembling thighs, and
Tracy slid down to gather it back up, not wanting to waste a drop. She
slid up and took another lick at Marcy's ass-hole, then resumed sucking
on her fuck-hole.

"Cum, Mrs. Morris! Cream for me!" the girl whined.

She had already wolfed all the jism out of Marcy's pussy, and she was
gulping unadulterated cunt-juice now. It was getting more copious by the
second as Marcy surged toward a crest. Marcy shuddered and vibrated and
undulated as her clit detonated and the core of her cunt turned to
jelly. Her ass shoved back. Tracy's lips were glued to her pussy by a
paste of pussy-juice and saliva. As the girl panted, it made a bubbling
sound.

Tracy was in a feeding frenzy and Marcy was flowing like a waterfall,
filling the girl's mouth again each time her pussy contracted in orgasm.

Drained, Marcy slid belly-down along the carpet. Tracy's head went
down with her and the girl kept on burrowing under her jiggling ass,
licking out the last seepage, sucking the dark-haired woman dry.

When Marcy's cunt stopped juicing, Tracy slid back up and finished
off where she had begun, sucking Marcy's musky little asshole like a
savory following the feast. Then they cuddled together in fond embrace,
kissing lovingly, sharing the lustful residue of their first fuck.

"Can we suck more... lots more?" Tracy whimpered.

Her first lesbian suck-session had turned the sexy little teenager
into a gash glutton. She was eager to suck Marcy's cunt again, as well
as to mop her own muff on the older woman's mouth.

"Yes, baby.... but aren't we forgetting something..." grinned Marcy,
glancing over at the guys.

Tracy followed her gaze and saw that Bobby and Jim both had enormous
erections again. This was an aspect of cunt-lapping that the teenager
hadn't paused to consider... the fact that it would make any watching
men horny again, no matter how much they had been fucking before.

Stiff pricks were always a welcome sight to young Tracy. But, at the
moment, she was somewhat confused. The poor, horny little girl didn't
know which she wanted most now... more cock or more cunt, more sucking
or more fucking, cock-cream or pussy-juice.

She kissed Marcy, and her eyes rolled as she stared at Jim and
Bobby's huge, throbbing hard-ons. Marcy understood the girl's problem,
since it was a choice she often found hard to make, herself. But Marcy
knew a solution. Watching one another in action was always fun, but now
it was time for total commitment and involvement.... for a little
`audience participation'. In short, it was time for a cluster-fuck. And,
like a choreographer, Marcy set the scene for the complex coupling to
cum...

Chapter 14.

Marcy lowered Tracy to the floor and gracefully slid around into the
sixty-nine position. She mounted the girl, lowering her cunt over Tracy's
pretty face and ducking her own face down between Tracy's widespread
thighs. Marcy opened her mouth and gave the girl's pussy an open-mouthed
kiss, thrusting her tongue hungrily into Tracy's hot little hole.

Tracy did the same, and soon the gorgeous dark-haired woman and
slender blonde teenager were moaning and slurping at each other's cunts
in total abandon. They sixty-nined like that for a minute while Jim and
Bobby watched them with glowing eyes, their cocks throbbing in their
clenched fists.

Suddenly Marcy rolled onto her side, pulling Tracy with her. They were
still linked up mouth to cunt, but now they were both lying on their
sides.

"Come on boys," Marcy invited. "let's get this party pumping!"

Jim lay down behind Tracy. He slipped his cock in under her trim ass
and nudged the cock-knob into her cunt. Marcy's mouth was already there,
and she began to lick her husband's cock-head as it slicked back and
forth in Tracy's juicy young pussy-slit. Then Jim thrust forward and his
cock slid into the young girl's tight clinging little cunthole like a hot
knife through butter. Marcy tongued his balls as they rolled up into the
teenager's crotch.

Not to be left out of the horny action, Bobby stretched out behind
Marcy in the same way, his position the reverse of Jim's, so that the two
guys were also in the sixty-nining position-except, of course, they had
the girls sandwiched between them very snugly.

Bobby's prick slid into Tracy's mouth for a moment, then inched its
way up into Marcy's cunt. He left it there for a second with just the
flared knob inside, enjoying the feel of his girlfriend's tongue running
up and down the shaft. Tracy licked and sucked at cock and cunt until
Bobby couldn't stand it any longer. With a loud groan he clenched his
young ass-cheeks and rammed forward as hard as he could, hunching and
grinding until every inch of his long, hard prick was buried in Marcy's
hot, clasping cunt-hole.

The guys stayed buried balls-deep, enjoying the initial coupling of
cock and cunt as Marcy and Tracy sucked softly at the junctions. They
were getting all the possible thrills now, in this carnal cluster of
limbs and loins, still enjoying the visual aspects along with the
physical.

Jim was looking over Tracy's shoulder, seeing a sturdy young cock
buried in his wife's cunt, watching the sexy little blonde teenager lick
and suck at both. His cock was sheathed in the girl's slippery
cunt-sheath and his wife's tongue was gently licking and sucking at his
balls.

Bobby was getting much the same action as he lay in the inverted
position, his young cock buried inside Marcy's cunt to the hilt. With
wide, excited eyes he watched his girlfriend's pussy crammed full of
Jim's huge cock being greedily devoured by Marcy's hot mouth.

Marcy and Tracy were getting the best of both worlds. They had their
cunts stuffed with long, thick prick, while they ate pussy and licked
balls and saw all the action going on in each other's crotches.

All four of them lay still for a while, Marcy and Tracy licking gently
as the guys flexed their throbbing cocks inside the girls' cunts. Then
they began to move together, like some well-lubricated fucking machine
revving up, running on phallic fuel, powered by erotic arousal.

Bobby watched Jim's cock pull out until only the large, flared tip was
inside Tracy's pussy. The girl's lightly-fuzzed little cuntlips bulged
lewdly around the man's huge cock-head. Then Jim fucked back in, his
gnarled shaft dragging the girl's cuntlips inside her tiny pussy as it
plunged back in. Bobby began to fuck Marcy in counterpoint. He rammed his
cock into the woman's cunt as he saw Jim pull out of Tracy's tight hole,
then drew out himself, as Jim fucked back in.

They fucked very slowly, loving the erotic, four-way action and
wanting to prolong it. Tracy whipped her tongue along Marcy's
tightly-stretched pussy-slit either side of Bobby's glistening prick.
Likewise, Marcy had her open mouth plastered on Tracy's cock-filled
pussy, sucking gleefully as her husband fucked the cute blonde's sweet
young hole.

Jim was fucking the girl with such enthusiasm that his prick was
pulling all the way out of Tracy's cunt. He fucked into his wife's mouth,
then back into the girl's cunt, alternating in the two hot, sucking
holes. Then his long, throbbing prick slid back out of Tracy's crotch.
His cock was too stiff to bend and when Jim lunged again, his prick slid
up through the cleft between her ass-cheeks.

The idea of a few fuck-strokes up into the teenager's tiny little
asshole was compelling. He drew back and angled his prick so that it was
aimed at her asshole. He inched the greasy tip of his prick in, then
paused, wondering if Tracy would object to taking it up the ass. But with
all that had happened so far, young Tracy was horny enough to try
anything at all. When she felt Jim's cockhead nudging at her tight rear
hole, she shoved her pert little ass back at him enticingly.

"Do it! Give it to me up the ass!" she gasped.

Jim began to work his cock-head into Tracy's hot little asshole. The
fit was extremely tight, and for a moment he didn't think his huge prick
was going to fit into the teenager's tiny anal orifice. But as Tracy
relaxed a bit, her shit-chute loosened and Jim's prick-knob slipped in.
His cock-head stabbed deeper, blazing a trail for his cock-stalk to
follow up into the unexplored territory of her virgin asshole.

Jim fucked his cock in to the hilt. Tracy squealed. It hurt a little,
but only enough to magnify the pleasure, adding a tingle to the sweet
sensation of having her ass packed full of prick for the very first time.
He held his cock buried in the little teenager's ass, then started to
fuck in and out. As he fucked her ass, he was leaving her cunt empty...
but his greedy wife had come to the rescue, and was filling Tracy's
creamy little hole up with plenty of tongue.

Bobby, watched Jim's cock sliding into his girlfriend's asshole with
mixed feelings, he was tremendously excited by the sight, but he couldn't
help feeling that Tracy was giving Jim something that was rightfully his.
His pangs of jealousy soon dissipated as Marcy pulled her mouth from
Tracy's juicy cunthole and begged him to fuck her in the ass also.

Eager to try it, Bobby jerked his cock out of Marcy's pussy and rammed
his stiff fucker up her ass. Marcy's asshole was no stranger to a cock,
and Bobby's young prick slipped inside as smooth as silk. It felt just
like a cunt, only much tighter, thought Bobby as he began to fuck Marcy's
experienced asshole. At first he was cautious of hurting her, but on
Marcy's urging, he was soon pounding the woman's asshole just as
vigorously as he'd fucked her cunt.

Tracy and Marcy sucked and licked at each other's drooling cunts as
the guys fucked their assholes. With such intense stimulation, it wasn't
long before the two women were soaring towards mutual orgasm. Intense
waves of pleasure flashed back and forth between their linked bodies like
an alternating electric current. Tracy's clit sparked, causing Marcy's
tongue to shudder with a tremor. A split second later, that seismic
shudder passed into Marcy's clit, and back to Tracy's tongue causing the
young girl to cream into Marcy's open mouth.

They were both gulping plentifully, lapping at each other's pussy-dew
like ravenous felines. Then, suddenly Bobby and Jim began to cum too,
squirting their cum-loads into the girl's tight quivering assholes. Jim
pulled out and let the last few spurts of sperm splatter over Tracy's
cunt and his wife's mouth. Marcy licked up her husband's hot cream and
swirled it into Tracy's spasming cunt with her tongue, letting it run
back out mixed with the teenager's cunt-cream and sucked the sexual sauce
into her voracious mouth. Bobby did the same, giving his girlfriend the
same tasty treat as Marcy was enjoying.

They fucked and sucked each other up to the peak and held there,
spurting and melting, then slowly slid down through the satisfying
descent.

Finished, they all clung together, panting. They had all had
enough-for now. But Tracy had already planned to spend the night, and
Bobby was a more-than- welcome house guest, so they all slept together
and, first thing in the morning, fed each other a hot breakfast in bed.

It had worked out very well. Jim and Marcy could entertain at home
now, and never again did they need to go out to find strangers to fuck
her while Jim watched... although they still did, sometimes, just for the
hell of it. And the teenaged lovers never had to settle for furtive
frigging in the park again, either, with a comfortable home always
available to them.

Even Tracy's mother was happy. Babysitting every night would `keep the
girl out of trouble', she figured. It was funny, though. She had known
Jim and Marcy for ages. And she had never realized they had kids...

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