Date: Sun, 26 Sep 2004 13:24:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: 69
Subject: Chaser Part 8

The lights in my bedroom blared a bright interruption from our slumber. I
don't really know what woke me up. It must have been the toss and tumble
of 7 bodies in the king-size bed. We were on top of each other,
literally, nice, but uncomfortable. Hollie woke up for a moment to
stretch her neck, rubbing out a cramp. She looked around then slid out of
bed and turned off the bright lights.

"We're too crowded. I'm going to Riley's room to sleep." She said,
stretching her lean body, long arms. Her tight nipples seem to glow
against the ghost-whiteness of her skin.

"Take the other girls with you." I begged her, feeling my voice
cracking from sleep.

She made Riley stand up and Michelle and walked them to Riley's room. It
wasn't long before silence fell over the house again.

I lay there and listened to the three boys breathing. To the right of me,
Chaser was barely audible; Bryan made no sounds at all. Blake lay near me
on the other side. I could feel the subtle heat from his body and in the
grey-blue light of night could see the gentle rise and fall of his chest.
I inched closer to him and in a bold move, put my arm across his chest,
my hand on his shoulder. He stirred a little and let out a soft moan of
contentment. Somehow I wanted to have him tonight, give to him all that I
had to offer and take only what he would be willing to give.

My dick was already hard, as I gently dry fucked the sheets and felt his
warmth. To my surprise, he moved closer to me and put his head next to
mine.

"Connection," I thought and slid my hand down his muscular smooth
chest.

His breathing deepened, his head moved, his lips parted, as my hand
ventured further down to his tangled pubic hair. That's about when he
let out his first moan. Blake opened his eyes to see who was making him
feel this way, and cracked a little smile at me. I smiled back. He lifted
his hips slightly making his raging dick touch my hand. I took his
youthful manhood in my hand and gently stroked it, admiring its
thickness, knowing that just an hour before it was plowing its way in and
out of my daughter's hot and wet pussy. It was a cool moment when I
realized that I had a similar effect such that he could be come erect and
ooze precum just from my touch.

I snuggled closer to his muscular, warm body, still stroking his massive
manhood, feeling the tickle of his thick pubic bush against my fingers.
His breathing was steady, not forced or strained. Releasing his dick, my
hand explored the fullness of his 13-year-old bush. Though very young, he
was more developed that most boys his age, a clear reason my Riley chose
him over the 80 or so boys at school day-after-day she had drooling over
her massive cleavage and saucily swaying ass. My hand moved from his
bush directly to his balls; though smaller than mine, but larger than an
18-year-old main squeeze of mine, his jewels were impressive. As I
massaged them, he moaned, took a deep breath and sighed a woeful sigh.
One of my favorite sex plays, as a teen was a ball massage. I would do
anything for my girl friends if they would just give me a ball rub.

My fingertips ventured below his balls toward his crack, fuzzy, and
surprisingly thickly hairy. His thin but powerful legs spread, hips
lifting as my fingers traced the depth of his ass, probing his tight
hole, feeling the tender heat from it. Blake lifted his legs so that his
feet were flat, knees in the air, his ass flexing as my fingers passed
and stroked his man-pussy.

I took that to mean, "I want more."

I moved from beside my daughter's lover, positioned myself between his
legs, and started by kissing his hot flesh covered orbs. The sparse pubic
hair that covered them was a turn on for me, as I kept mine cleanly
shaved from my scrotum to my ass hole. When he parted his legs further,
the scent of his manhood was overpowering, sending me spiraling toward
waves of impassioned heat. I hadn't dreamed it would be this easy to
have some many youthful sex partners, but I wasn't about to complain or
suggest anything -- just enjoy. Both of his balls fit perfectly in my
mouth, making him squirm and lift his pelvis toward me; his hips steadily
flexing now as if he were telling me to move forward, get on with it. I
released his balls and started kissing his smooth inner thighs, feeling
the fine covering of hair starting to thicken as he progressed into
manhood. With a noisy moan, Blake lifted his legs, positioning his knees
toward his chest, and using both hands, then spread his cheeks, exposing
his ripe boy-pussy. The scent alone was enough to make me squirt a stream
of precum.

Wasting no time, I devoured this gorgeous teen's boy-pussy, licking it
over and over, forcing my tongue into its tight tunnel. Blake was on the
edge, moaning, thrusting his hips, his hole squeezing then releasing my
tongue. The tanginess of this boy's ass was sweeter than Chaser's but
his hole tighter, leading me to believe that he was a virgin.

"Ohhhh. That feels so hot. Please don't stop." Blake was holding his
knees as I ate his ass for all I had, letting my tongue brush over his
balls, under his scrotum, back down his crack and burying my mouth as
deeply as possible. "Mmmmm. I wish Riley would do this." He said, with
a warm sexy tone, totally in the heat of delight, "Fuck me."

I couldn't believe my ears. "Ok, Let me get some lube." I reached over
to the nightstand and grabbed some Astroglide, slicked my dick up really
good then fingered his ass with as much lube as I could get into it. As I
slipped a finger in, his dick stiffened, twitched, and squirted a blob of
precum when I pressed against his tight prostate gland.

"What was that?" Blake asked.

"Just a little hot boy love juice." I said as I sucked up all the
precum he had leaked on his abdomen.

"Oh My God! That felt awesome." He said, pumping his hips trying to get
my finger deeper.

"How does this feel?" I asked as I slipped in second finger and started
stretching his ass hole.

"Oh, shit. I'm going to cum."

"Oh no you don't." I slipped out my fingers, pulled down his balls,
and squeezed his dick.

Shortly afterward, I positioned myself against his ass in missionary
style and pressed the head of my rock steel dick against his boy pussy.
"Relax as much as you can. This is your first time?"

Blake looked at me, "Yeah, but Riley said you are an awesome fuck, and
she knows I like to suck dicks."

"Oh, yeah?" I was surprised that even came out of his mouth. He got a
worried look on his face as I pressed my engorged head against his tight
hole and held it there for a few seconds.

"I've sucked Chaser, Bobbie, Tyler, Zack, and I guess about 10 or so.
Oh, Ryan too but only 12. He's so hot. Riley and I did a threesome with
him. She rode his dick while I made out with him, and let him suck me.
But I've never been fucked. Only fingered."

Having heard that, I was about to blow before I got all the way in.
"Wow, dude, you're hot too, you know. You ready?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Fuck me"

I pulled back a little then pressed further into this awesome 13
year-old's boy-pussy. I watched the head of my dick disappear along with
half of the shaft. Blake was very relaxed. I leaned over him, propped on
my elbows and started tweaking his nipples and kissing his chest. He
responded with a very loud moan and my dick buried all the way in his
ass, my balls against his cheeks.

"Yeah. Fuck me," he said.

"Wow, Blake. I can't believe I'm fucking my daughter's boyfriend."
At that, he let his knees go and hooked his ankles against my ass, trying
to push me deeper and faster. Because we were about the same height, we
matched perfectly. I nuzzled my face against his neck and I gently plowed
my engorged dick in his ass. With each gentle and full motion of my hips,
Blake matched me with a perfectly timed thrust of his own hips. I lifted
up on my elbows just to look at his face, his eyes rolling around in his
head, lips parted, soft and red. Whatever prompted me to kiss him, had no
other effect than sending us spiraling deeper into an impassioned fury,
kissing, fucking, sucking at each other's lips, tongues twisting and
probing.

Blake's dick was between our abs, and becoming noticeably slick and wet.
I parted the kiss long enough for him to say in an airy voice, "I'm
coming. Oh god, I've never...I'm, Oh fuck me Bob, Ohhh, don't stop,
it's incredible. Oh god, here, I'm, oh, oh, oh, mmmmm, Mmmmm, mmm."

I felt his dick engorge suddenly and our abs were then sticky and
slippery with his boy-love juice.

"That's it Blake, cum, baby, cum for me, I'm going to blow, Blake.
Fuck me like I'm Riley. Fuck your girl friend's father. Ohhh you hot
teen. MMMMMM." My dick was engorging, straining, then exploded deep
inside his ass. I collapsed on his chest, both of us breathing hard. He
started kissing my neck. I lifted my mouth to meet his. We kissed and
held each other for several minutes until I pulled out of his boy-pussy,
grabbed at towel nearby, and cleaned his ass and my dick. Then I curled
up near him and was quickly drifting off.

"Bob?" He asked, softly, dreamily. "Do you want to fuck Riley and me
together?"

"I thought you'd never ask. You bet."

****

The first of the still morning light crept over us as we all slept atop
one another. I thought I was hugging Blake, but he was long gone, and two
enormously huge melon-sized tits had replaced his muscular chest. I had
little doubt that he had made his way back to Riley.

"Not a bad trade," I thought. From the dark brunette hair, I knew it
was Michelle. As I awoke I became aware of the warmth from another body
next to mine, an arm holding me, and a gentle, soft hand grasping my
wrist. I knew that hand, and it was my lovely Hollie. "Ah to be a hard
dick sandwich." This brings "hotdog" to a whole new level.

Taking in the pleasures of their soft youthful skin against mine, I lay
motionless. Both were beautiful and awesomely sexy young ladies, and of
course underage to boot. I lifted my head to see who else was near, and
to my delight, we three were alone.

I turned enough to have a good look at Michelle's face, me on my elbow.
What a natural masterpiece of beauty, red, pouting lips, a beautiful
sleeping face smooth as silk, and a body only Leonardo could sculpt or
the Bard describe. I lightly kissed her shoulder shyly tasting the
secrets of her skin, then lifted Hollie's hand that grasped my wrist and
kissed each of her fingers. I could smell the faintness of womanhood on
them, knowing that she had just been with Riley and Blake, Chaser and
Bryan. Wow. What a day this would be. Hollie woke just enough to guide my
hand over to Michelle's large left breast, unclasped my wrist, then
softly with her finger tips traced her way down to my pubic hair. She
toyed with it for a moment or two and traced the firmness of my morning
hardon, ending the little love session with a few gentle strokes. Her
hand relaxed as she drifted back into her soft slumber, her warm breath
against my back. She snuggled closer, and I focused my attention back to
Michelle and her awesomely soft, huge breasts. My fingers toyed with her
puffy areola making them tighten and her nipples harden. I lightly
touched the very tip of her nipple, brushing against it just enough to
feel the soft, rubbery texture, but not enough to cause the flesh to
move. For a long time I repeated this, increasing the intensity only
slightly as her breathing deepened. Then her abdomen began to jerk, and
she let out a soft breathy moan then rolled over on her back. In her
sleepy rising horniness, she grabbed my hand and put it on her other
breast and moaned, "Again."

Her areola on that tit had already tightened and the nipple protruded,
hard and straining. I caressed it with only the slightest touch, making
tiny circles with my fingertip on the end. Her breathing was not only
growing deeper, but also she kept taking long deep breaths and releasing
them with a soft moan, followed by a jerk in her abdomen and shifting of
her hips. There was something different this time as she started slightly
pumping her hips; I matched her subtle rhythm by pumping the white sheets
beneath me, careful not to touch her hips and disturb the fragile passion
that was collecting within her, building to some sort of climatic
release. At that point, I decided to use my freehand to start work on the
other nipple again.

She went wild, crazy, head thrashing left to right, her abdomen flexing,
releasing, flexing, moaning soft, then loud and louder. Hollie sat up to
see what was happening to her cousin. Michelle's hips where pumping and
quivering all at the same time. She began jerking as I continued my soft
touches on her nipples, then just as she began taking sudden and deep
breaths, I latched my mouth onto one of her nipples and began kneading
the other tit.

Her body contorted with orgasmic wave after wave. I had heard of women
having orgasms just from nipple stimulation, and also that it was rare,
and only in sex crazed females.

"Awesome," I thought.

Michelle opened her eyes as a third orgasm rippled through her body. Her
gaze had an eternal softness to it; the kind of pleasant vista you see
just as the stars become visible in the early night. She put her hands on
my shoulders and guided me back on the bed. Hollie had to move quickly.
In less than three moves, Michelle had her vagina over my aching dick,
pumping up and down slowly. Then her slick heat drew me into her
enormously sensual passion. From this young teen, I felt the connection
of maturity, of settled confidence, and intense focus.

I had nearly ignored Hollie until I heard her gasping, near orgasm. She
had been fingering her clit and was moaning, "I can't fucking believe
what I just saw. Oh My God!" She said, looking at me, then biting at her
bottom lip. There are millions of things I can ignore. Hundreds of
insults I can take, thousands of million dollar offers I can refuse, but
to see my young love with an impassioned gaze upon me and her soft bottom
lip tucked between her perfect, white teeth was the single thing that
would make me stop and throw myself into that life-rendering moment.

Hollie came hard, then put her hand on my face so that I could sense her
passions. Some how that told me to focus on the beautiful brunette on top
of me, fucking me at a steady pace. Michelle's massive tits jiggled and
bounced in my face. I latched onto one of them with my mouth and sent
this dark beauty into another wave of orgasm, as deep and deeper my
manhood drove into her dripping pussy. I sat up, my dick still in her,
and laid her on her back, and commenced to pound her pussy with all the
energy I could find. Under me, she buckled into another wrenching
release, moaning, tiring, holding me closer and closer to her, "I
can't...I--I can't go anymore. Oh My God. That was so awesome. Cum
inside me Bob. Come on you sweet man, fuck me with that huge pole of
yours."

Hollie joined us as she planted herself between my legs and started
sucking my balls and biting at my scrotum.

I felt my dick stiffen and engorge as I focused on blowing my load in
Michelle's pussy. For a moment the thought of getting her pregnant
flashed in my mind, but the mindless indifference of approaching orgasm
gripped me.

Hollie inserted two fingers in my hole and started pressing toward my
prostate gland.

Michelle responded, "Mmmmm, I feel you. You grew. Oh, fuck me. I'm
cumming again. Oh shit, fu, fuc, fuc meee, mmmme."

Hollie's fingers were now thrusting against and massaging my aching
prostate. Just before I came, she some how gripped my prostate between
her two fingers and squeezed it for all she could. It felt like my dick
head erupted. She sent me thrusting erratically, with each twitch and
squirt of my semen deep inside Michelle's dark, hairy pussy.

After that I collapsed on the bed between my two lovers, totally drained.
Michelle rolled over, looking at me, kissed me, and blurted, "For an old
dude, you are so fucking HOT!"

To be continued...