Bette Andrews

Hitchmiking Harlot

Chapter 1

Julie sat at the edge of the road, half-hidden in the tall grass. She had been trying to get a ride for the past two hours, but she hadn't met with any luck. A lot of middle-aged women with hats and blue hair had passed by in station wagons loaded with kids and dogs. They made faces at her, gave her the finger when their mothers weren't looking, and roared by, throwing up dust as they disappeared around the bend in the road. She leaned against her knapsack, the late afternoon sun tinting her skin golden. Opening her peasant blouse, she pulled it free of her jeans and let the warmth beat down on her naked chest. Her tits rose up, two perfectly proportioned round globes of succulent flesh, capped by large budding nipples surrounded by aureoles of dark pink skin.

Lazily she moved a hand over to her chest and cupped one tit, fingering the nipple and sighing, closing her eyes as she rolled the little finger of flesh between her thumb and forefinger. It grew hard and taut, elongating, stretching and filling her with a curious sense of warmth and comfort.

If it hadn't been for mother, she thought to herself, her mouth going down in an involuntary frown as the warmth spread languidly through her body and down to her loins, bathing her groin in a sweet pleasurable sensation.

Toying with first one nipple and then the other, she tried to put the pieces together in her mind. She was twenty-three and unhappy. Having found what she wanted, it had been rudely taken away from her and now she had left, determined to make it on her own.

I had no business living at home, anyway, she said inside her mind. What girl in her right mind spends her college years at home with her parents?

But her mother and father couldn't afford to let her go to a university out of town. She had been forced to attend the local college for four long suffering years. Now that that was behind her, she just didn't know what to do with her life.

It was mother's fault, she said again and she closed her eyes, returning to the past as the sun and the warmth lulled her gently to sleep.

Julie awakened with a start. She had been moaning in her sleep, tossing on the ground. Now, she looked down and saw how one of her hands had slipped right inside her jeans. A finger was thrust up inside her pussy and her hand was soaking wet. She had come in her sleep.

The memory of her affair with Mr. Billingham came back to her, and she smiled, wondering what he was doing, what he was thinking at this very moment. She hadn't seen him in years, for he had later confessed that he only dug making it with his students, young girls all innocent and virgin.

But when she had been with him, he had proved an admirable teacher, a stallion of insatiable physical needs. He was a man whose sexual appetite seemed to know no bounds. She remembered what had happened when she had met him with his fiancee, a woman he had been engaged to for over -three years.

The thought of it made her giggle, but she realized that it was getting late and the sun was about to go down. Getting to her feet, she swung on her knapsack and trudged to the edge of the road, extending her thumb out once again, hoping to get a ride.

As she extended her thumb in the traditional hitchhiker's gesture, she wondered if the drivers who had passed her had been put off by her dress. She wore a thin peasant blouse without a bra and bell bottom blue jeans that clung to her round ample buttocks and thighs, flaring out below her knees. She wore walking boots, hiking shoes, on her feet and she kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other, growing more and more impatient.

When she saw another station wagon coming into view, she was instantly disappointed, expecting to see another load of kids sticking out their tongues at her, another middle-aged respectable mother driving by without once glancing her way.

But to her absolute and utter amazement, the wagon slowed down as it passed her pulled over onto the shoulder of the road. The driver honked his horn and she ran up to the car, a smile on her face as the driver leaned over and Opened the front door.

Julie climbed in, slinging her knapsack onto the back seat. "Where you going?" the driver asked, starting up the car once again.

"Anywhere. I'm going as far as anywhere," she said without too much determination, slumping down in her seat and glancing over at the driver. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered him one.

"Thanks," he said, accepting a lit cigarette from between her outstretched fingers.

As she smoked, she watched the fellow drive. He was in his early thirties, with curly black hair that was fashionably long. His features were strong and ruggedly handsome and somehow, he looked-as far as Julie was concerned-like a slightly younger and wilder version of Mr. Billingham.

But she said nothing to him, giving him the once-over. Satisfied, she stared out the window and it was a good twenty minutes before he broke her silent introspection. "You're not a talker, are you?" he asked, not unpleasantly.

"I wanted a ride," she told him.

"Just thought it would make things go faster," the man told her with a smile which she did not acknowledge. "My name's Skip Howard, by the way."

"Julie," she told him, trying not to think of her past, but just her immediate plans. The latter, however, were nebulous and unformed. She just didn't know what she intended to do. With her life, with her body, with anything and everything she possessed in the way of thoughts and experiences. It all moved around inside her in circles, lazy circles of confusion.

As far as Skip Howard was concerned, he couldn't have picked up a prettier hitchhiker. The girl was, in his estimation, extremely pretty. Her features were fluid and smooth, but not unformed and characterless like an ordinary girl. "I'm warm," he 'heard her say and before he could turn down another window, she had pulled her blouse out of its confines, unbuttoning the bottom buttons and tucking it up around the middle of her chest.

He glanced over at her and noticed the smooth flesh of her stomach almost all the way up to her large ripe breasts. He opened his eyes a little wider, noting that she didn't wear a bra. In fact, her tits strained against the thin material and he could see the outline of her pert little nipples, two little imprints which caught his eye and made his mouth water.

As they drove on, he could see the gentle and provocative swaying of her breasts as she breathed deeply, inhaling smoke from her cigarette. He saw too that she had an extraordinary figure. Her tits were large, perhaps a trifle too large for her frame, but they were also firm and stood out from her chest, jutting with almost an unspoken pride and determination. They dropped off to her slim waist. Then, her figure flared out into wide titillating hips that were enclosed by the tight material of her jeans. The jeans themselves, he decided, seemed molded to her body, showing off her thighs and the rounded curve of her deliciously plump little bottom.

"You going out to the Coast?" she asked him, shifting in her seat so that she faced him.

Skip looked at her, his eyes drawn once again to her exquisite boobs. Then he forced himself to look up at her face, and smiled. "I don't know for sure. Actually, I'm on my way to Reno to get a divorce. Isn't that too funny? A divorce."

"You hate your wife or something?" she said with a swagger.

"She's frigid," and he turned his eyes once again to the road.

"And I bet you're thinking that if you give me a ride to the Coast, I'll let you ball me, right?"

He looked at her, opening his mouth in amazement.

"It's cool, mister," Julie told him flatly. "I'm twenty-three years old. I may look sixteen, but I've come a long way since my days with Mr. Fucker Billingham?"

"Mr. Who?" he asked her, not sure if she was as old as she had said. She looked much younger, although there was a certain hardness around her mouth, a certain set of lines in the corners of her eyes that betrayed her experience and worldly ways.

"Mr. Billingham, my university English teacher. I was just dreaming of him before you picked me up. He was the one who took my cherry, if we're going to be blunt about these things. Not that I'm embarrassed. I'm not. Not at all. In fact, I once did a pretty wild number with him, now that I think about it." She smiled to herself, recalling Billingham and his fiancee.

"What's a wild number?" he asked her. "An orgy? Something like that?"

"Something," she said dreamily, thinking of what had happened. "Hey, you like stories? Good dirty stories straight from the horse's… the filly's mouth?"

"Sure. I'm a swinger, kiddo," he said proudly, forgetting his wife for the first time since he had left her. He felt buoyed up, stimulated and despite himself, he could sense how his cock was growing, getting good and hard inside his trousers.

He let his erection grow, the blood filling his cock as he kept his hands on the wheel, concentrating on his driving and her voice, all at once. "Go on, tell me, I bet you won't be able to excite me, though," and he laughed nervously, wondering if she would think him a freak or a thirty-year-old bore.

"We'll see about that," Julie told him, clearing her throat and tossing her cigarette out the front window. "You see, after he fucked me for the first time, I used to go to his house a couple times a week. We'd always do it and in a sense, I was his pupil, in more ways than one.

"Well, late one afternoon I went over to his house. When I knocked on the door, no one answered and so I walked right in. Immediately, I heard sounds coming from his bedroom. I was really pissed, thinking that he was balling some girl from school and strode angrily to the door of his room.

"But it was half-open already and so I peeked inside, curious to see what was happening. Arid when I took one look, I just opened my eyes in amazement. Because there on his king-size bed was Mr. Billingham and this woman. She was his fiancee, for I remembered him showing me her picture. They'd been engaged for quite a while, but still hadn't gotten married. She was close to thirty, and looked It. Mr. Billingham, as you've probably guessed, had a thing for young girls.

"Shit but at the time I was eighteen and though I wasn't a virgin, I was still pretty naive. I mean, I'd never seen two people balling before and the sight of it really freaked me. It just blew my mind!"

"Both of them were completely naked. His fiancee-the woman's name was Beth-had a ripe lush body. Her tits sagged a little, but she was in good shape, pretty much. She was of course much more physically mature than I was and her tits were even bigger and wider than my own girlish mounds. They were large and heavy and I remember staring at the nipples, because they looked enormous, like cow udders.

"She and Mr. Billingham were lying on their backs and he was playing with her naked cunt. It was covered with a thick patch of hair just like the hair around his pecker. Her cunt lips were a real dark red and much larger and broader than my own tender folds.

"But my teacher's cock was just as big and hard as always he had a really huge piece if meat and he certainly knew how to use it. Well, he shoved his fingers down into her pussy and she spread her legs wide, whimpering softly. But what really amazed me was that when Mr. Rockford opened up the folds of his fiancee's cunt, I got a chance to see her clitoris.

"Holy shit, but I'll never forget how my eyes just bugged out of my head. It was so much bigger than mine, a stiff little stem of flesh that looked for all the world like the finger of a child. I was really envious, imagining that Beth could be much more physically aroused, just by virtue of the size of her clit.

“Sugar, sugar, I just love to play with your clit," Mr. Rockford told her hotly and she just giggled and kept toying with his pecker, rubbing the palm of her hand around the knob of his cock. I kept putting my hand on the door, wanting to walk right in and surprise them. But first, I decided to see what kind of things they would do together in bed.

"At the same time, I began to play with myself, slipping my hand up and under my skirt and into my panties, prying apart the lips of my snatch. They were, as you might well imagine, already moist and I pushed my middle finger right inside, rubbing it around my clit. I was feeling no pain, no pain at all.

"Standing there, crouched by the edge of the half open door, I watched them, waiting to see what would happen. After Beth fondled his cock, she told Mr. Billingham that she wanted to get fucked. 'Put it inside me, darling,' she whispered to him.

"Ride me first," he replied with considerable emotion and excitement welling up in his voice. Quickly, Beth got up on top of him, straddling him so that her plump matronly ass faced me and I couldn't see their faces. I was a little disappointed, but she bent over him and did something with her hands.

"Then, between her legs I could see how she was actually lowering herself on his cock. She was sitting on it, pushing it up inside her twat as she leaned lower and lower. Finally, she sat on him completely and he groaned anxiously, his pecker buried all the way up inside her cunt. 'Oh yes,' he moaned. 'Ride me. Move it you sweet fucker. Move up and down and make my cock burn,' he urged her in a hoarse gruff voice.

"At the same time, my own finger was darting in and out, frictioning my clitoris and the tight little walls of my twat. The woman began to bounce up and down on top of my lover's massive tool and she kept on riding him, sobbing and moaning, groaning and panting with mounting lust."

At this point, Julie stopped her story abruptly and turned to look at Skip. She was pleased to notice how his breath was coming in little spurts of anxiety. The color had risen in his face and he kept his hands glued rigidly to the wheel. But what pleased her even more was the shape of his hard-on, for his cock was obviously hard and rigid, tenting up the front of his trousers.

"Do you want me to continue?" she asked, loving the way she was teasing him.

"Of course," he mumbled, obviously embarrassed. "Just keep going. But I can't promise… "

"Can't promise what?"

"Nothing, nothing," he said quickly. "Go on, kiddo. I'm all ears. Us middle-aged fuckers can still get it up, you know."

"I wouldn't doubt it," she replied under her breath, continuing where she had left off. "Well, you can imagine how difficult it was for me to control myself. I wasn't sure if I should just walk in and surprise them in the midst of their balling. But any minute I knew I'd explode and I just wanted Mr. Billingham to shove his cock into my pussy. I had to come, had to feel all those wonderfully delightful tingly things happening inside my body.

"Watching, I saw how Beth rose up and down on his cock, moving quickly and feverishly. I saw Mr. Billingham's great hairy nuts flopping over his thighs and heard his breath coming quickly. 'Oh shit, now. You're going to make me cream in a minute.' She begged him to come, to fill her with cream and make her go apeshit when he spurted his load and so I decided to wait, at least until both of them had finished coming.

"So I just stayed where I was, staring at them as they moved together as one. Finally, Mr. Billingham called out to Beth and I saw how his legs were trembling as if he was having a spasmodic attack or a fit of some kind.

"I'm creaming!" he screamed at her. 'Motherfucker I'm shooting!' His moans filled my ears and my fingers felt moist and damp as they played in and out of my snatch. Beth sobbed fiercely and I knew Mr. Billingham was coming, shooting his load into her twat just as he had spread it white and thick inside my pussy many times before.

"It was too exciting for me and as soon as they quieted down and Beth got off of him, his cock plopping out all covered with his white stuff, I walked into the room. 'Julie!' he shouted at me. What the fuck do you think you're doing, you little cock sucker?'

“Who is she?" Beth demanded. Surprisingly, she made no attempt to cover her nakedness but rather stayed where she was, staring at me with a curious expression on her face.

"A friend," he mumbled. “A close friend."

"Just what you need, Billingham," she said sarcastically. “I suppose you're going to ask her to join us."

"I don't think the idea had occurred to him but as soon as Beth said it, he just smiled at me and motioned for, me to take off my clothes. “I'm getting out of here!" she screamed, but he grabbed her around the waist and threw her down on the bed, using one hand to spread apart her cunt lips.

"They were all smeared with his come and he asked me if I'd ever seen a clit the size of Beth's. When I told him that I hadn't, he suggested that I get down between her legs and suck on it. The idea freaked me, but I wanted him so desperately that I knew I'd do anything to have him. So I buried my face between her thighs, suddenly strangely excited at the prospect of tasting another woman's cunt-flesh.

"I have a feeling Beth was a dyke, a lesbian, because as soon as I started eating her out, she quieted down. Her cunt was flecked with wads of his come and I licked them up, savoring the salty musky taste of his semen. And then, I just pawed my way through the thick curls and ringlets of her pubic hair until I found her clitoris poking up, just like an erect little finger.

Without wasting a moment, secretly wishing that Mr. Billingham would get down between my legs and eat me out at the same time, I dived right in. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as Beth rubbed her hands over my back and I began to suck and nibble on her delicious hairy snatch.

"It was pungent and juicy and I loved the way she pushed her hips up to meet each fresh downward thrust of my lips and tongue. ‘Make me shiver,’ she whispered. 'Make me feel all hot and excited.' I licked and sponged my way in and out of her deep gaping honey pot, noting that it was much wider than my own. My mouth lashed hotly against the walls of her womanly vagina and I wrapped my tongue around her clit until she was trembling, sobbing and moaning with short little excited whimpers of growing passion and animal arousal.

"The very idea that I was exciting her so really pleased me and when I felt Billingham's hands on me I let him do whatever he wanted, giving him my body totally. He positioned me so that he was able to get his mouth right up to my tight sweet vagina.

"Then, he fell on me in a frenzy and started licking and slurping up my cunt, sucking eagerly and moaning how good it tasted, how he could just eat me out for days, for days on end. I was shivering, overcome with pleasure as I continued to move my tongue in and out of Beth's hot gaping twat. Meanwhile, Billingham dived down far and rubbed the raspy surface of his hot tongue up and down against my clitorial shaft, making me go insane, unable to control myself.

"The three of us were rolling around on the bed an then Billingham – leave it to him – managed to get us into a perfectly linked circle. Even as he kept on sucking on my pussy he managed to swivel around so that Beth moved onto her side and as I sucked on her cunt, she opened her mouth to accept her fiancee's huge bloated pecker.

"I looked up, just in time to see the delightfully erotic sight. He rammed it right inside her mouth, stuffing his meat all the way in as she started to suck on it hotly. It was wonderful the way all three of us were so involved, sucking and slurping, eating each other out with a joyous and frenzied abandon.

"I was feeling so free and uninhibited that I even reached up and began to fondle Beth's heavy swelling jugs. I pinched her nipples as she shoved her pubic up, arching her black slightly and stuffing my face full of her hot juicy cunt. Thinking about him fucking me made my head swim and suddenly, I heard him finally pulling away from my cunt.

"Billingham pulled his pecker out of Beth's mouth and took me around the shoulders, laying me down on the bed. Then, as the older woman stood by and watched, an expression of rapt and undivided attention on her face, Billingham got up on top of me.

"He positioned me with my legs spread wide apart and used two pillows to prop up my body, thus bringing my moist hot cunt right into direct line with is massive erection. I was ready and told him so. Bracing himself on the palms of his hands, his hairy thick-set thighs spread my legs even wider as he bent down and guided the head of his enormous tool right up to my snatch.

"It was all wet and glistening and very well lubricated, so he had no difficulty wedging the rounded head of his cock right between the outer flaps of my vagina. Taking aim, he pushed down and forward and my breath whistled out between my teeth as I gazed down with delight, watching and feeling his hose slipping deeper and deeper inside my snatch.

"Oh yes," I moaned. ‘More, give me more. More!' Beth was fingering herself as she watched my teacher plowing into me, shoving more and more of his thick muscular pole of man-flesh deep into my vagina.

"Billingham was mumbling how tight it felt and I was crying out, 'More, harder,' like a madwoman, totally obsessed with having him all the way inside my womb. He pushed forcefully and soon enough was able to get every last thick inch of his rigid hard-on right inside my cunt. I felt about to burst, filled so totally that there wasn't an inch of space between the shaft of his dick and the walls of my pussy. Then, my teacher started to piston in and out, working slowly and steadily.as if he was building up a head of steam.

"And while he rammed in and out, hammering away, Beth got up behind him and I saw how she bent down and spread apart the cheeks of his hairy muscular bottom. 'Rim me and suck on my balls’, he told her and she moved her mouth right between his round hairy orbs, sucking on his asshole.

"I'd never seen such a thing before, had never imagined that a man or anyone else for that matter could enjoy such highly specialized anal activities. But Mr. Billingham later told me that the ass has the same nerve supply as the sex organs and he loved the way it felt when Beth thrust her tongue in and out of his rectum, thus massaging and tickling his prostate gland and exciting him even more.

"She must have been doing a good job, because he slammed into me like a maniac, harder and more brutal than ever before. But I loved it and kept pushing up, wanting more and more of his amazingly thick long penis. I t was so much better than the first time we had balled. There was no pain, only pleasure and I loved the way he ground his hard hairy belly against me and how he nibbled and tongued my tits, moaning hotly, exciting me even more.

"While Beth worked on his ass, sucking and 'lapping his bottom hole, I held onto Billingham as he rammed and plowed vigorously. My twat was stretched to the breaking point and the friction built up into a heat that threatened to ignite my very flesh. And just as I started to come, begging him to hammer away, he screamed out that he was about to shoot.

"We were writhing and moaning on the bed as he jabbed his meat in up to the root, his nuts whacking against me, Beth fingering herself and eating out his ass. Then, he began to shoot, creaming into my pussy, filling me with his wonderfully warm jism. I was coming as well, experiencing an incredibly overwhelming orgasm so that I thought I saw stars, I was so overcome by erotic pleasure and physical satisfaction.

"He kept shaking and creaming, splattering his semen into me until I couldn't take it anymore. Beth was coming, still frigging herself rapidly and the moans and screams of lust which filled the room were just not to be believed.

"Well, to make a long story short, it was my first and last orgy. Not that I wouldn't have wanted another go at it, but Mr. Billingham told me that Beth was incredibly jealous and just couldn't hack it. 'C'est la guerre, as they say in France."

"Unbelievable!" Skip said, the word issuing from between his lips. He had listened attentively, considerably unnerved and considerably turned on. In fact, his cock was about to burst, hard and throbbing inside his pants. He hadn't felt so horny in days and just couldn't control his mounting excitement.

The girl told a story better than anyone he had heard and he wondered when he would be able to put the screws on her, and screw into her, as the case might be.

"Look," he began, glancing over at her and trying to figure out where her head was, where her thoughts were going. "I'm not camping out. But if you'd like, I'd be more than glad to pay for your room at a motel. It is getting late and I'm really starved."

"Starved?" she repeated with a cynical little laugh. “But that's really sweet of you. We don't have to get two motel rooms, you know. I mean, you should save your money. For the divorce and all.

"Don't worry about any money, Julie," he replied.

Two hours later, after a steak dinner at a roadside inn, they checked into a motel as Mr. and Mrs. Skip Howard. The clerk at the desk gave Julie a funny look, unable to match up her youthful costume with Skip's more conservative outfit.

"The first thing I'm going to do is wash my hair," Julie announced as soon as the older man locked the door behind them.

"Be my guest," he told her, laying out his toiletries in a neat row on the dresser. He propped up the pillows to the double bed, lit a cigarette and stretched out, hoping for the best but not yet willing to make the first move.

Skip was afraid of any trouble from the management and secretly just a wee bit apprehensive about Julie. He didn't trust her yet, though he fervently hoped she would change all that before the night was over. His eyes glued to her as she searched through her knapsack for some shampoo. When she found it, she stood in front of the sink, directly inside the bathroom.

Then, without even bothering to close the bathroom door behind her, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, grabbed the bottom of her blouse with her fingertips and pulled it swiftly up over her head. Tossing it off and onto the floor with one swift graceful motion, she stood in front of the medicine cabinet mirror.

Skip was able to see her naked boobs and he sucked in his breath at the first sight of those exquisite ripe orbs. He decided immediately that he had never seen such beautiful tits on a woman before. Her nipples were large and stood out from the round swelling softness of her mounds. And what was more, they looked already hard, two little erect projections that made him lick his lips, hungry for a taste of her succulent lush flesh.

Julie wasn't at all self-conscious. She knew that Skip could see her and she rather fancied his growing excitement. Taking her time, she moved one hand to the fastenings at the front of her jeans. Then, she slowly unzipped the fly and slipped them down over her hips and long well-molded legs.

She stood before the sink and the mirror in full range of his unobstructed view, clad only in bikini panties of the thinnest nylon. As she bent down to turn on the tap water, he watched her plump round buttocks quivering and he stubbed out his cigarette and nervously lit another.

His eyes feasted on her nakedness and her youthful vitality. He could feel the insistent pressure of his erection as it moved awkwardly down his thigh, pushing up the front of his walking shorts. At the same time, Julie washed her hair, lathering it and then rinsing it carefully, knowing that the man on the bed behind her must be going crazy.

When she finally turned to him, she saw the excitement in his narrowed eyes. For up until now, Skip had only been able to see part of her. When Julie turned around to face him, drying her hair with a towel, his eyes traveled down over her large breasts and the soft bulging flesh of her smooth rounded belly. He was sure that he could see the dark triangular shadow of her pubic mound through the thin cloth of her undies and he had to stifle an irresistible urge to jump off the bed and drag her back to him.

She was having trouble pulling the comb through the long tangles of her hair. "I'll give you a hand," he volunteered.

"Thanks," she replied, smiling. She moved towards the bed and sat down at the edge of it, handing him the comb and brush, still dressed only in her panties.

He leaned forward and inhaled deeply, savoring the clean shampooed smell of her hair and the musky body odor which she seemed to emanate. Julie waited for him to brush her hair. She could feel the electric sexuality of his presence charging the air around her and when he began to brush her hair, freeing it of its knots and tangles, she leaned her head back, conscious of the effect.

He could see the twin mounds of her boobs and how the nipples were erect and firm, standing out more than an inch from the dark aureole of flesh surrounding them. His hands arched to reach around and take them in his palms, massaging and kneading her cool fragrant body.

"Beautiful hair," he murmured, his voice cracking, betraying his excitement.

She mumbled something to herself and felt him putting his hand on the back of her neck. Gently, he moved around and turned her towards him so that she saw his lips parting as he pressed his mouth against hers.

Julie felt the man's tongue shoot into her mouth, searching out the inside of her throat as his arms came around to draw her even closer against him. He slipped his fingers down and she shivered with delight, feeling his hand cupping one of her breasts as her nipple pressed out against the palm of his hand.

Massaging her warm flesh, he pressed the large nipples between his thumb and forefinger, rolling them around like marbles as he felt them grow even tauter than before. And as he kept pistoning his tongue in and out of her mouth, curling it hotly around her own, his hand went down to her thigh and began to rub against her leg,

Slowly, taking his time, he worked his hand along the inside of her thigh and up to the nylon-covered mound of her swelling vagina. Pressing his hand between her legs he rubbed up against her hairy mons and she spread her thighs slightly so that he could have free access to her pussy.

As his hand slid between her legs, Skip felt the warmth and dampness of her snatch. He shivered involuntarily, wondering what she was thinking. Gently, he pushed his extended middle finger up along the thin outline of her furrow, trying to work it right inside, pulling the cloth of her panties along with him.

"Oh shit, that feels so nice," she whispered to him nibbling on his ear lobe. She was incredibly turned on. The man's body made her tremble and she wondered why she suddenly found him so desirable. Perhaps it was the resemblance of her teacher, but perhaps it was even more than that.

But whatever it was, she loved his age and maturity and sexual presence. Relaxing totally, she let his hand press in against her pussy, trying to pull apart the lips of her snatch as his breathing increased and his other hand worked over her tits, massaging and squeezing her firm breasts.

Gradually, he began to lower her down on the bed until her head was pressed against the pillows. Her long legs were slightly spread as he moved his hands away from her and stood up, a smile stretched across his face.

Julie said nothing, watching him carefully.

Hurriedly, Skip Newton pulled off his shirt and Bermuda shorts. Clad only in his underwear he stood looking at her, not fully comprehending his good fortune. The girl was apparently ready to give herself up to him, totally.

Stretching out beside her, he took her young hot body into his arms and felt the fantastic smoothness of her flesh as she snuggled up against him. Her breasts, naked against his furry chest, felt warm and yielding and he pressed his lips to hers once again, his embrace, feverish and filled with insatiable desire, longing suck as he had never known.

Then, he slid his mouth down, sucking on her chin and licking his way down her chest until his lips found her tits and he began to suck and tongue one hard nipple after another. He drew them into the moist cavity of his mouth and she moaned, twisting her body against his.

Julie knew how badly she needed to be loved. The nightmarish – at least in her estimation-events of the past few weeks had readily gotten to her head and she wanted to forget about the past, about anything unpleasant. Accordingly, she gave herself to this man, this near-stranger reaching around to press her hands against his muscular back, pulling him into her, sharing her warmth and desire.

Her hand then reached around and down against his lean hairy belly, cupping his rigid penis through the material of his underpants. Her fingers were eager, greedy almost, and slipped inside the fly, grasping the hard throbbing shaft of his dick.

Skip could feel Julie's wet hair against his chest as her lips nibbled on his neck. Suddenly, she slipped away from him and he looked down as she opened her mouth and planted her lips over the small inverted nipple of one of his tits. She chewed on it delicately and he squirmed from side to side, relishing the sensual feel of her mouth and how she chewed on his chest hair and tongued his nipples. Then, she moved still lower, licking her way down his chest and over his stomach, tracing an intricate swirling pattern along his body.

At the same time, her hand stroked his hard stiff rammer, moving up and down along the outline of his pulsating shaft. He began to moan and she smiled, enjoying her power, enjoying the way this man responded to her exotic toying caresses. Licking and tonguing her way in and out of his navel, brushing her face and cheeks against the thick growth of curly body hair, her fingers played with the elastic waistband of his briefs.

Gently, she began to lower them, freeing his cock from its stifling confines. Before he could say anything, she had pulled his briefs all the way down and as he kicked them off his ankles, her head went down between his legs. Her tongue flicked out, lashing across the round blood-engorged head of his large firm cock.

Then, she took it deep into her mouth, sucking and. licking it feverishly as he rolled from side to side, his muscles twitching spasmodically as he felt the girl's expert mouthing touch.

Julie began to murmur to herself, to hum slightly. The vibrations made Skip shiver with lust and she turned around so that his hand found her mound once again. He pressed his fingers excitedly over her pussy and started to work her panties.

With a tug, he released them and she moved around and straddled him, totally naked. Looking up, he stared with delight at her beautiful brown-haired snatch. It was perfect, he thought to himself, absolutely perfect.

Chapter 2

Skip Howard was in another world.

He had forgotten about his marital problems, the hassles of his life, giving himself up to a sensuous and erotic bout with the lovely and enigmatic Julie. He held her buttocks in his hands and lowered her down over his mouth, moving her snatch closer and closer to his hungry and eager lips.

At the same time, the girl was feasting on his cock and as far as Julie was concerned, Skip was no slouch in that department. Although it, wasn't quite as long as Mr. Billinghams’s, Skip's pecker was even thicker and she relished the way it filled her mouth, rubbing up against the inside of her cheeks.

Her head bobbed up and down as she felt the insistent pressure of his fingers. She pushed her hips down and stiffened, thrilling at the touch of his mouth against her private parts.

"Yes, yes, she murmured hoarsely. "Eat me, suck on it. Eat me out, you big beautiful stud!"

Pressing his lips to the soft hairy dampness between her legs, he rolled his tongue over each wide pouting cunt lip, licking them completely. Then, the tip of his tongue slipped up inside the slit of her pussy and wiggled up and down as she responded with frantic downward thrusts of her hips and pelvis. Finally, he pressed his lips all the way inside and found the entrance to her deep gaping hole. It was wet and wonderfully hot and as soon as he touched her inner cunt folds, she shivered and screamed out with joy.

“Wow, yes, more, suck on it. Chew on my clit!" she begged him, turning once again to his cock. She took the huge stiff organ between her lips and sucked on it frantically, feeling the round swollen head of his tool pressing at the back of her throat.

Making loud slurping squishing sounds, Skip thrust his tongue in and out of her wet gaping hole. He twisted her clit around between the edges of her front teeth and Julie responded in kind, sucking up and down on his cock as her head worked energetically, mouth-fucking him until his nuts ached and he began to whimper with uncontrollable passion and delight.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled his mouth away and twisted her around until she was flat on the bed. Then, raising her legs high, he clamped them over his shoulders and bent down in front of her, his massive cock aimed directly between the lush swollen lips of her pussy.

"Yes, yes, do it!" she cried excitedly. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Shove your cock in all the way, baby. Fill me, grind it down in place. Oh, I want you to fuck me so badly. I can taste it, taste it!"

Her words made him pant, shivering with delight. His cock was filled to the bursting point and his heavy pendulous nuts swung between his legs, seemingly filled with come just aching to be released.

Slowly, he lowered himself down on top of her, holding his cock between two fingers and angling it in until the massive rotund head lodged itself perfectly between her wide gaping cunt lips. Then, with a roar that echoed in her ears, he slammed down, hard and fast.

"Oh God, God!" she screamed, raking her fingernails over his back as she felt his massive piece of; meat thrusting deeply inside of her, plowing down into her vagina with amazing speed and energy.

Grinding his hairy balls against her soft round stomach, he clutched her tightly and thrust his cock in until it could go no further. He was impaled up to his root, unable to move in another inch. Taking his time, Skip began to piston his rod in and out, loving the way she worked her cunt muscles around the shaft of his pecker, clamping him in place with a vise-like grip.

He felt himself being sucked farther and farther into her cunt and the heat built up as he frictioned quickly, humping into her and releasing all of his stored up sexual vitality and physical hunger.

Indeed, Julie responded in kind. She pushed upwards, loving the way he worked his cock in and out so smoothly and quickly never tiring. He had broken through her barrier of sullenness and unhappiness, releasing a wild thrashing animal that lay beneath her despair.

Gone were thoughts of the past. In their place was a free and naked kind: of lust, pure and filled with raw erotic energy. She clung to him as he drove his prick in and out, slamming it down until she thought she would cream. Reaching behind her, stretching her hand, she managed to grab hold of his wildly swaying nuts.

Skip felt the girl's fingers on his balls and shivered with delight. She cupped his nuts with her hand and squeezed them gently, fondling and toying with his hairy sac as he battered into her, ramming harder and harder' and feeling his come getting ready to shoot out of the head of his deeply buried cock.

"Please, harder, harder," she begged, moaning and shaking beneath him. Then, she exploded. Her body contorted and she writhed on the bed, the sheets wrinkling up beneath her as her legs gripped his back and she began to come.

Skip felt his own climax approaching as Julie thrust up beneath him, shivering and crying out that she was creaming, coming, feeling her juices swirling down and covering his cock. Pounding faster and faster into her wet juicy pussy, he heard her scream of passion and knew that he could no longer contain himself.

Suddenly, his balls seemed to tingle and explode. "Shit, baby, now, now!" he cried out joyously. "Oh fuck I'm creaming. I'm shooting!" He felt his come shooting up the length of his deeply buried hose, gushing out in thick hot wads and searing the walls of her tight dripping snatch.

Julie felt the man coming as well. She clung, to him and let her climax take hold, exulting in the feel of his cream cascading into her pussy and bathing the hot burning walls of her vagina. His hot come kept pumping up into her hole and she felt the muscles along the walls of her cunt contracting around his prick as if to milk him dry, to drain him of every last drop of sperm.

She cried out in one long moan of ecstasy. It was not a human cry, but welled up from the back of her throat, an animal call of pure and unadulterated lust. She had given herself up to him, totally and freely.

Soon, Skip could do no more. He lay on top of her, exhausted and breathless. He felt his cock going limp inside her mushy dripping cunt, but he wanted to keep it in place as long as possible. "Unreal," he told her. "Just unbelievable!"

Julie giggled. He had not heard a girl giggle like that in years. I t was honest, real, a sound signifying that she had enjoyed herself, had accepted his compliment without dishonest or false modesty. "I'm glad it worked out," she told him as he moved off of her, his limp pecker plopping out all smeared with come and cunt juice.

"Did you?" he asked, reaching for the pack of cigarettes on the night table.

"Did I? Are you kidding? You were fantastic, kiddo!" she told him with a laugh, kissing him quickly. She accepted a lit cigarette and lay in the hollow of his arm, thinking sweet lazy thoughts, enjoying the quiet after-throes of their mutual climax and pleasure…

"Why did you run away?" he asked her a few minutes later, watching the columns of smoke drifting up to the ceiling.

"I'd hardly call it running away," she replied. "My parents knew I was leaving. I have my degree. I'm over twenty-one. It's my own life, you know."

"But what are you escaping?"

"My past," she said in a whisper.

He looked at her curiously, wondering what troubles she was trying.to overcome. She was seeking to separate herself with miles, to erase something that had happened, something that was obviously still causing her great pain and personal anguish.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked.

"Sure, I don't mind. You're a good listener. I like that in a man. I can trust you."

"I should hope so!" he said with mock surprise, squeezing her tightly and kissing her tits with his slightly parted lips. "Go on, I'm all ears." He inhaled deeply and waited for her to begin.

"Well, you know the story about how my English teacher seduced me and took my virginity. And you know that I kept on sleeping with him while I was in high school. The thing of it was, I thought my parents were blind to what was happening.

"I thought I was being discreet and as a result, I got a little cocky and thus, a little careless. It was my downfall, if that's the word for it. For it happened that one day my father discovered me screwing Mr. Billingham."

"Bad scene, eh?" Skip asked her, pleased and yet surprised at her honesty.

"To say the least!" she replied hotly. "Very, very bad scene. We were in the woods together and wouldn't you know that my dad was out fishing. He must have heard us and even though I never saw him, he told me later that he had witnessed the whole thing.

"When I got home, I went up to my room to take a shower. My mother was out and as I got out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, I heard the front door opening and slamming shut. My father called out to me and when I told him I was upstairs he strode quickly up to my room.'

"His face was livid and he dropped his fishing equipment on the floor and stared at me. 'You little fucking tramp!' he screamed out in a rage. 'I should kill you for this!'

"What are you talking about?' I asked considerably frightened. I'd never seen my father so angry before. He slammed the door to my room and locked it behind him. I edged away, frightened, not knowing what was happening.

"Don't give me this little Miss Innocence routine, young lady. I was out fishing at the lake today. And guess what I saw? Guess!"

“I don't know,' I told him, shaking, clutching the towel around my otherwise naked body.

"Well I'll spell it out for you. I saw you rolling around on the grass with your English teacher, that's what. I saw him fucking the shit out of you and I saw you loving it, loving every minute of it!"

"I was furious at him for spying, but really embarrassed at the same time. I turned red, but before I could say anything or offer an explanation – god knows what I would have said, anyway – he had pulled off his leather belt and was brandishing it in his hands.

" 'You're going to get a beating for this, Julie,' he told me. 'I'm going to have to punish you. This kind of thing can't go on. It's filthy, indecent.' Then, he sat down at the edge of the bed and ordered me to come to him.

"Meekly, scared out of my wits, I shuffled over to my father. 'Get down over my lap,' he said angrily and I complied, getting up over his thighs and bending over, my ass in a perfect position for a spanking. I was still wearing the towel, but he put down the belt and raised his hand. He lifted it over his head and then brought it down, his palm flat, his finger rigid. He slapped my buttocks with a hard resounding thud and I screamed out in pain, flinching, wincing as he stung into my skin.

"Again, he raised his hand, bringing it down hard on my bottom. My ass was burning with pain, but as I struggled, thrashing about on top of his lap and thighs, I felt the most curious thing. Somehow, with all my tossing, the towel had become undone. It was hiked up around my waist and my ass was suddenly exposed, as well as my pussy.

"My naked cunt was right over his crotch and as my father spanked me and I rolled back and forth, trying to escape his merciless blows, my pussy began to rub up and down against his cock. I didn't realize what was happening until I felt a certain definite hardness pressing up against my snatch.

"At first, I didn't realize what it was. He kept hitting, slapping my naked flesh and breathing hard. But the more I rolled on top of him, the more I tossed to get out of his grasp, the harder the thing beneath me became.

"It wasn't long before I realized what it was. You see, as my father spanked me, he began to get an erection. I'd seen his cock in the flesh only once before, when I caught him coming out of the bedroom. That had been purely accidental and I'd only gotten a glimpse of it before he slipped into his bedroom. But now, as he spanked me, I felt this huge long thing rubbing up against my naked crotch.

"It really freaked me out, to say the least!

"At first, I was frightened and upset, but the longer he held me, gripping me around the waist, and the more he spanked me, the greater became my excitement. I just couldn't believe that my father was getting sexually aroused with his own daughter and that I, at the same time, was getting physically turned on as well.

"But that's the truth of it. Gradually, as his breathing got harsher and harsher and I heard him panting, his hand came down against my naked quivering buttocks with less and less force. I held my breath, wondering what was going to happen.

"He began to slap me, but very gently and finally he stopped altogether. We were both silent. I stopped moving, pressing the lips of my naked burning pussy right up against the lengthy outline rising up in his pants. I was itching to get my fingers on his cock, but didn't dare make the first move. Nevertheless, I must admit that his spanking had turned me on something fierce.

"My ass was burning, but the pain was mingled with a heady pleasure, a unique kind of physical excitement. Then, instead of spanking me, he began to rub the heated palm of his hand up and down across my ass, massaging my skin as I held my breath. He dipped his fingers slowly between the rounded globes of my ass, slipping them into the hot deep crevice of my bottom.

"I just couldn't believe it. But it was happening, all right. My father was pulling apart the cheeks of my ass and before I knew it, he had pressed his middle finger right up to my pink puckered hole. I flinched and bit my tongue as he shoved his finger in hard, grinding it down into my rectum.

"Then, as he kept pumping it in and out, he started humping upwards, pushing his hips forward so that he was dry humping me, moving his cock towards my pussy even though he hadn't taken off his pants. I mean, what was I to do? I was excited and could barely contain myself.

"Finally, without saying a word, he pulled his finger out roughly and pushed me off him. He threw me down on the bed, so that my legs were on the floor and my arms stretched out in front of me. I was totally naked and didn't move, my ass staring him in the eye.

" 'I'm not finished with you, Julie,' he said gruffly. 'I'm going to punish you, punish you so you won't ever forget who's the boss around here!"

"I turned my head around, holding my breath. But I gasped out nevertheless, for there inside his pants was a monstrously swollen organ, perhaps a twin brother to Mr. Billingham's unwieldy and immense pecker. It throbbed visibly and while I stared at it, my father unzipped his pants and pulled them down over his hips. His cock was still hidden inside his undershorts…

"At the same time, he pulled his shirt up, tucking it around his burly hairy chest. I didn't move, didn't dare' say a word, wondering what he intended to do with me. But then, when he pulled down his underwear, I nearly cried out, I was so turned on.

"Shit, but my old man had just an enormous fat pecker. It was the same size as my English teacher's, but the head was rounder and larger. I couldn't believe it. It plopped out into the open and he shuffled over to me, his pants around his ankles.

"His eyes were narrowed and he had a cruel smile on his lips and I was so afraid, I thought I'd scream. But the idea of having my father's cock buried deep inside my pussy made me go apeshit so I stayed where I was, rooted to the bed, my ass sticking out right in line with his enormous hot throbbing erection.

"Then, without another word, he dropped to his knees and grabbed hold of my ass. I stifled a moan of pleasure as I felt his fingers wrenching apart the cheeks of my round smooth bottom. Pulling my ass towards his face, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and began to swab and lash his way up and down along my anal furrow.

"His tongue touched the center of my bottom-hole and I shivered involuntarily, my body convulsing as I lay back and let him do all the work. He seemed fixated on my ass, his tongue licking and swiping across my puckered little hole. Then, he dug his mouth in even deeper, shoving his bristly rasping tongue in hard so that it pushed apart the puckered folds and tender creases, moving right up into my rectum.

"I nearly hit the ceiling as I felt his tongue drilling up into my asshole. It felt incredible. Indeed, Mr. Billingham had never attempted to rim me, even though I'd seen Beth performing that exotic anal rite.

"Seeing how pleasurable it was, I thought he'd enjoy it if I did the same thing to him. But when I tried to wiggle out of his grasp and swung around, he pinned me down, pressing me against the bed. 'Don't move, you dirty little cunt,' he swore at me like a madman. 'I'm punishing you, you little cocksucking tramp. Don't think you can placate me, because you can't.'

"So I stayed where I was, afraid of invoking his wrath. He was angry enough, although I wondered where his head was at. I mean, here he was sucking and rimming his daughter's asshole while he still insisted that he was punishing her for fucking another man. It was really strange, to say the least.

"Nevertheless, I let him continue. My cunt was getting all itchy and burning as my ass tingled and he kept pistoning his tongue in and out of my corrugated hole, nibbling on the little ringlets of pubic hair which lined my anal chink.

"He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth, swabbing the hot dry walls of my rectum as he plowed in and out, gasping with what I imagined was delight, pure and simple.

"I tried to reach down with one hand and push my fingers into my gash, but he grabbed my hand and pulled it away from my pussy, thrusting his tongue in and out with greater and greater force until my asshole was soping wet with his copious spittle and my hole was really opened wide, allowing him to run his tongue up and down the inside of my anus, tasting the tight walls of my rectal cavity.

"I never knew a man could be so turned on, so obsessed with an asshole. But my father never seemed to tire of sucking and rimming, of eating out my bottom. He began to moan softly and I felt the friction building up, as well as the heat.

"I was dry humping the sheets, grinding my pussy down on the bed and spreading apart my cunt lips as he touched me hotly. But finally, he pulled away. I looked back over my shoulder and found myself staring at the eye of his cock, his huge truncheon poking out from between his grizzly thighs, rising out of the tangled forest of his pubic bush.

“Now you'll know, now you'll know," he said, smacking his lips.

" 'What are you going to do?' I asked in a quivering whisper, suddenly more afraid than before.

" 'Wait, you little bitch cunt. Wait and feel my cock drilling itself all the way up into your plump little ass,' and he laughed, a maniacal a devilish laugh that gave me goose bumps. And when I tried to pull away, he flattened me out on the bed, pressing me against the sheets so that my ass was totally exposed, totally vulnerable…

" 'You'll kill me,' I told him. 'You’ll rip me in two. I can't take the pain. Your thing… you thing is too big!"

" 'My think isn't big enough, for you, I’d imagine,' he said with a sneer. ‘But we’ll see how you can take punishment, Julie.’

"The very thought of him trying to ram his huge piece of meat into my rectum made me feel faint with fear and anxiety. I looked back at him, my eyes open wide with shock as he hovered over me, moving closer and brandishing his stiff rammer in one hand. He forced my thighs apart with his muscular legs and leaned forward so that my ass stuck out, just a few inches away from the huge swollen head of his thick virile penis.

" 'Please,' I begged. 'I won’t do it again. I promise. I swear to you!'

" 'Oh, you'll do it again, cunt. You'll do it again and again and again, and as he laughed sadistically, he held me down roughly on the bed and ripped apart the trembling cheeks of my bottom. He fell forward stuffing his cock into my anal crevice until I screamed out in a frenzy of pain and fear, feeling the round bulbous head of his cock pushing right up against my tender well lubricated bottom-hole.

"He was pushing his oversized pecker into my ass and I began to scream. 'Please don't, don't. Fuck my cunt, anything, but don't do this to me. Don't make me hurt like this.'

"But he had a wild gleam in his eyes, and his breath was coming out in short sharp gasps. My father just lunged forward and as I felt my asshole giving way I kept crying out, sobbing uncontrollably and trembling as his massive oversized cock drilled its way down inside and into my rectum.

"It stretched the tissues mercilessly and bore into my ass with a fierceness and brutality, a kind of animal sexuality I have never felt, before or since. I just couldn't believe my father was capable of such a thing, but he was. He most certainly was!

"He plunged forward once again, centering his weight at his hips and ramming his hose into me until he had stuffed the last thick inch up into my bottom. My ass was crammed and I was so frightened I couldn't see straight. Despite all my whimpering and protestations, my father refused to stop fucking my ass.

"Rather, he humped and darted in and out fiercely, ramming his cock in with such explosive force that my bones shook and everything began to tingle and shiver inside of me. But what was even stranger was the fact that the more he pounded away, the harder and faster he dug his meat into my ass, the less the pain became and the more pleasurable it grew to be.

"I know that must sound freaky, but after awhile I was actually enjoying it. Even though I couldn't touch my cunt, my pussy was feeling little signals of electric pleasure and I humped into the bed as my father pounded away in me. He was twisting his cock in circles, rotating me around as my skin stretched and I found myself facing him, turned over on my back.

"His cock was still inside me and he looked at my pussy with such hunger and lust it made me feel weak. 'Now, baby,' he said with a leer. 'I'm going to shoot. I'm going to come and I'm going to keep my cock all the way inside. No pulling out. No halfway fuck. I'm going to keep it in up to the root until you feel the last fucking drop of my come spurting right out into your ass.'

"Bracing himself against the bed he shoved in and out, ignoring my pussy and still not letting me finger myself or play with my cunt. I kept arching my hips, unable to take the pleasure and the intensity of his sharp jabbing thrusts. He worked his cock in harder and harder, moving it so fast that I could barely see it appearing and disappearing between my legs.

"At the same time, I heard his heavy pendulous nuts whacking against my thighs, and I saw how his eyes were glinting as suddenly he stiffened and he screamed out in a rage and frenzy like a maddened rutting stag. All the pressure and heat was replaced, suddenly replaced by the warmth of his cream.

"He came with a convulsive shudder, shooting his load deep into the depths of my bowels, filling my rectum with his hot semen until I thought I'd faint. Amazingly enough, I came as well, although I had been unable to touch my cunt since the very start of his punishment session, if that's what you wish to call it.

" 'Shit, it feels so good,' he groaned. 'Hot come up you ass! Hot cream, beautiful, so tight, so hot,' he mumbled, screaming out with the force of his climax, shooting his load as if his cock had gone out of control inside of me. Thick wads of his come spurted and sprayed into my wounded and bruised bottom and I sort of closed my eyes, letting my own climax take me into a world of strange twisted fantasies and erotic dreams.

"Finally, I felt his cock slipping away as he pulled it out with a plop and I looked down to see it getting limp, all smeared with my reek and his gismo I said nothing, watching him pull his pants up and tuck in his shirt. 'Let that be your lesson,' he told me, walking out of my room.

"But it didn't end there," Julie concluded, turning to look at her new friend. "Not on your life. You see, it became a kind of game with us, a kind of ritual. At least once a week, sometimes more depending on how often my mother was out of the house, he'd tell me that it was time for me to be punished. He always repeated what he had done that first time, spanking me and then being vaguely sadistic, fucking my bottom, but never my cunt.

"Maybe he was afraid of getting me pregnant. But I was on the pill, so I can't say for sure. Occasionally, he'd eat my pussy out, but that was a rarity, and if I tried to suck on his cock or rim him, he'd really get angry and just about go berserk.

"Well, it went on like that up until a week or so ago. Then, my mother came in unexpectedly and found my father, her husband, plowing into my ass. I thought she'd have a heart attack. You can imagine why it became impossible to stay at home and live with them. That's why I took to the road, hoping to get to the Coast and maybe start a new life for myself and try to forget about what's happened, what's already in the past."

"Quite a story," Skip told her. "You really get into freak kinds of things, don't you?"

"It looks that way," Julie murmured. Her hand was under the sheet they had pulled over their naked bodies. Slowly, she moved it down over his belly, rubbing her fingers through his pubic hair and wrapping them around his cock. It was already hard, thrusting up between his legs. "You don't waste any time," she told him, pleased that he was so physically responsive.

"Well, you tell good stories, little lady," Skip laughed. "And if there's one thing I like it's good healthy dirty stories."

"They're not dirty!" she said with mock annoyance. "They're part of life."

"I know," he said, kissing her on the cheek and enjoying the touch of her fingers as they began to stroke up and down along the length of his rigid cock-shaft. Slowly, she pushed the sheet away from them, exposing their bodies once again as her hand continued to massage his thick phallus, pulling and stretching the skin until he moaned softly, turned on and wonderfully aroused.

"I feel comfortable with you," Julie admitted. "Comfortable and warm. It's a nice feeling. For a change."

"Shit, I can imagine," he told her, turning over on his side and pressing his lips against her mouth.

He thought of how nice it would be to have her with him. Her body excited him incredibly and her very presence seemed to send off a kind of sexual magnetism, attracting him as no other woman had ever done before.

Skip Howard wasn't finished with her. He realized that he would still have to get his fill before they would curl up against each other and fall asleep.

Chapter 3

"You know," he told her as she kept her hand on his cock and he pressed his hard hairy body against her soft smooth flesh, "I had a hard time awhile ago."

"How so?" she asked, looking at him with interest.

“Well, when you started to wash your hair I wanted to grab you and throw you down on the bed, I was so hot for you."

Julie laughed. "I'm glad you waited," she told him. "I like things to happen… naturally, if that's the word for it. I like people to get to know each other first."

"Well, I'm glad you don't think I'm pushy."

"No, but I am," she said with a chuckle, suddenly ducking her head down and sliding away from him. She stretched out on the bed, her legs over the side as her hands came up and gripped his thighs, spreading them wide apart. Then, she opened her mouth and using the tip of her sensuous tongue, began to lick the head of his cock, wrapping her prober hotly around his glans.

Skip shivered and reached down to stroke her hair as Julie opened her mouth as wide as possible, lowering her lips over his tremulous bobbing pecker. She sucked on it gently as her fingers massaged the thick base of his tool, moving the shaft in and out of her mouth with great skill and considerable excitement.

Slowly, he began to feel desire building up in his groin, heating his loins and making his cock stiffen even more, pulsating as it slid in and out of her wet clinging mouth. He reached for her, hoping to return the favor, but she looked up at him and nodded her head from side to side.

"No, let me," she told him softly. "Just lay back and let me do it my way, please."

"Whatever you say," he replied, leaning back against the pillows. He followed her movements with his eyes, watching her tits bounce, staring at the quivering rounded globes of her succulent ass. He was already thinking of what she had told him, particularly the part about her father.

His wife had never allowed him the pleasure of taking her bottom, but his taste for cornholing had not diminished in all the years he had gone without it. Now, he gazed at Julie's ripe little buns and hoped that she would allow him to take his pleasure that way. He pictured how it would feel, imagining the tightness of her ass and how she would squeeze her sphincter muscles around his cock, holding him in an exquisitely pressuring embrace.

The very idea made him shiver and his cock reared up, harder than ever. Faster and faster Julie circled it with her lips with growing pleasure. She loved the way his pecker trembled as her tongue lashed over it, loved the way Skip began to hump upwards, pumping his meat into her mouth as his breathing grew harsher and he gasped with the excitement of having her suck on his dick.

Expecting her to stop any minute, he was surprised when she kept going. Her lips remained around his throbbing penis and her long hot tongue rasped around the head of his tool, running up and down the stiff underside of his shaft. His lips were gyrating and when she used her hand to press against his nuts he screamed out, not wanting to come.

But no matter how hard he tried to pull away, Julie would not let him escape her tenacious hold. She sucked harder and faster, sucking in her cheeks and creating a fantastic kind of vacuum that left him breathless with excitement.

Then, when he least expected it, seconds away from climax, Julie stopped. She had sensed his uncontrollable pleasure and though she wanted to take him in her mouth, to swallow his cream and lick It up, making him come scream with joy, she still wanted to come as well.

Not saying a word, she swung around on her side. Skip turned over and as she returned to his cock, he leaned forward and pawed at her curly pubic patch, searching between her swollen cunt lips for her delectable little clit.

"Tell me when you're ready," he said to her. "I want us to come together, at the same time." Then, he bent forward and pressed his excited face right between her legs. He smelled her sex and licked his come off her vulva, diving in and wrapping his tongue excitedly around her clitoris.

Chewing on it delicately, he decided to be daring. Using one hand, he slipped a finger into her gash, moistening it with her cunt juice. Then, as she kept on sucking him off and he continued licking and eating her out, Skip pressed his moistened extended finger right between the cheeks of her ass.

Julie suddenly stiffened, sucking harder and faster as she felt the man probing along her anal furrow, slipping her finger down to batter it against her pink puckered hole. She shivered with joy, cramming her mouth full, stuffing his cock between her lips as Skip rubbed the tip of his pointing finger up and down across her asshole, exciting her all the more.

Then he pushed it forward, gently yet forcefully. Julie screamed out and whimpered with pleasure as she felt Skip's finger sliding right up inside her anus. It filled her, or so it seemed and she clenched and unclenched her sphincter muscles around it as he shoved it in higher, all the way to his last knuckle.

At the same time, he was sucking on her pussy and he began to wiggle his finger around, slowly rotating it in circles and exciting the walls of her dry tight bottom as he pulled it in and out quickly, finger-fucking her ass as she quivered against him, her mouth flying up and down over his enormously hard thick penis.

He knew he couldn't hold back and when Julie suddenly thrust her hand down under the base of his nuts and up into his coarse haired anal crevice, he stiffened and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Baby, baby, now, suck on it. Milk him, swallow my cream. I’m coming you sweet tight bitch cunt. Coming, coming!"

He thrust his tongue in as far as possible and stiffened as he felt his come being pumped out of his nuts, traveling up the length of his shaft and then shooting out thickly into her mouth. Julie began to come as well, her hot pungent juices trickling down the walls of her pussy as Skip licked and slobbered over her twat, making her tremble and mewl with unbelievable lusty joy.

Her climax made her dizzy and she felt his seed splattering inside her throat. She swallowed the salty thick wads of come, tasting his cream, drinking his come as she milked his cock dry and her ears filled with the roar of his moanings, her body filled with the explosive heat of her fabulously intense and long-lasting climax.

His cock was going limp and she was still experiencing her pleasure. It just didn't end and he kept sucking up her cunt juice, pressing his lips and nose up into her hairy gash and trembling with pleasure as she came inside his mouth, quivering and twitching with the spasmodic intensity of her orgasm.

He had never enjoyed eating out a cunt as much as hers and he kept his mouth in place even as she pulled her head away from his limp flaccid penis and begged him to stop, that she couldn't take anymore. "I can't, I can't!" she cried out, writhing and thrusting her hips up to his mouth. "Enough. I'm going crazy!" But at last, her climax consumed her.

She fell back on the bed, unable to control the twitching and convulsive spasms which shot through her body as her face contorted and the last blows of her orgasm were felt. After that, she remembered nothing, drifting into sleep as she lay nestled in Skip Howard's arms.

But the following morning she was wide awake, even as he lay snoring alongside of her. Slipping out of bed, she decided to go exploring and left a note for him, telling him that she had hitched into town to pick up a couple of things and would be back early in the afternoon.

She hoped that he wasn't in a hurry to get to Reno, but Julie knew herself well enough to realize that the man would wait, patiently or not, but still wait. Last night had been filled with too much pleasure to be discarded like a used tissue. She knew that he would want more of the same and she fully intended to satisfy him, gratifying her own insistent physical desires at the same time.

She remembered that just before they had turned into the motel, they had passed a sign which indicated that the nearest town was less than ten miles further down the road. The ride came easily, though she found the driver unattractive and said little to him. By noon she was sitting in a small roadside cafe, nursing a beer. She felt bored and was about to chug her draught and head back to the motel when a voice appeared out of nowhere, asking, "May I join you?"

Julie looked up from her seat in the booth at the rear of the cafe. A middle-aged man with a strong chiseled face and piercing gray eyes was looking down at her. His hair was graying at the temples and she decided to let caution slip to the winds.

"Sure," she said, nodding her head.

The man smiled and sat across from her, ordering a martini and another beer for Julie. "You're a newcomer around her, aren't you?" he asked, sipping his martini and obviously having a difficult time keeping his eyes off the front of her blouse.

Today she had donned a mini skirt and a see-through blouse, once again refusing to be trapped inside the confines of a bra. "Just passing through," she mumbled, taking another swallow of beer.

"My name's Justin Spencer. It's a family name," he went on, still staring at her tits. "I'm actually a stranger here myself. Just in town for three days on business. I've got a bottle of good rye whiskey in my room, so I wondered if you'd care to come up for a drink."

He spoke nervously and she laughed to herself, rather enjoying his discomfort. She studied him for a moment and decided that he wasn't that unattractive. Besides, she had nothing better to do with the next hour or so and she knew that Skip would wait.

"Sure," she said with an inviting smile, moving her body so he could see her boobs move underneath the thin and nearly transparent material of 'her blouse. "But it'll cost," she said, finishing her drink and deciding in that fraction of a second that it might be a kick to pose as a hooker.

The man looked at her, a strange smile twisting the corners of his mouth. "Oh, really? How much then?"

"Fifty," she said boldly.

"That's a bit steep, wouldn't you say?"

"I wouldn't say that at all. I'm well worth it, mister."

"Well, I'm sure you are," Spencer said finally, agreeing to her price with a weary nod of his head. He got up and Julie followed him out of the cafe. Outside, he had his car parked and she got in the front seat, sitting right next to him. She knew that his eyes were riveted on her legs, trying to see her undies as her skirt rode up around her hips as she got into the car.

Purposely, teasing him as much as she could and rather annoyed that he was being such a clod, Julie let her thighs fall apart as she fidgeted in her seat. She didn't stop moving until she was sure that he could feast his eyes on the lace covered mound thrusting itself up between her legs.

She wondered if Justin Spencer was a pervert. Here he was paying her fifty bucks and he kept looking like some sex-starved high school kid. It really surprised her. But at the same time, it reminded her of her uncle, her father's younger brother. He was the same way, she realized to herself as Anderson started up the car, finally pulling his eyes away from her pussy.

Just the same, she thought, recalling an incident that had happened to her when she was fourteen. She was already sexually mature, although still the innocent virgin that was later to be discovered and deflowered by Mr. Billingham. At the time, her uncle had been staying at their place for a short visit and vacation and one night she woke up, frightened.

Something disturbed her and when she looked up from the bed, she saw her uncle standing by the door, not moving. "You've got the wrong room," she told him. "Your bedroom's down the hall" She thought he might be drunk or something.

"Don't be frightened," he had told her in a monotone that gave her the creeps.

Then, she realized that the blankets were off and that her nightgown had bunched up above her breasts. She didn't say anything to him, not understanding what was happening. "I just want to take a look at you," he had gone on, saying, "don't worry, Julie. I won't hurt you. I'd never want to hurt anyone as pretty as you."

When he moved closer she smelled whiskey and although she was afraid, she just didn't know what to do. She didn't want her parents to come in and find her just about naked in front of him. It would be too embarrassing, too difficult to explain.

"You're very sexy," he had gone on to say and she had nodded her head. Then, as her eyes became more and more adjusted to the dim light, she could see that her uncle had one hand at the front of his trousers. He was moving it gently up and down as he looked at her and his breathing was growing heavy, rapid intakes of air.

"Now open your legs," he said in a strange gasping kind of voice.

"What?" she demanded, scared now, really frightened.

"Open your legs, Julie. Open them wide so I can see you. I just want to look at you. All of you," he had replied.

She felt that she had no choice but to listen to him and do as he asked. As she opened her thighs, she knew that he could see her pubic mound, the lush ringlets of brown hair and the folds and creases of her pussy.

"Nice, nice," he moaned softly as his hand worked faster and faster at the front of his trousers. "So beautiful, so pretty to look at."

She saw how his eyes were riveted to her crotch, but she was too frightened to scream. She was afraid that if she did, her uncle would go insane and do something even worse. "Please," she whimpered with a tear in her voice. "Please, leave me alone!"

"So soft, so tender," he murmured as his hand beat frantically at the front of his pants. Suddenly, he could not longer contain himself. Quickly, he edged near her so that she could see and with saying another word, pulled down the zipper to his fly. She turned her head away but as his whispered moans and groans of lust filled her ears, she looked back.

She had never seen such a thing before.

A thick pink tube of flesh rose up in his hand. She knew it was a penis and her uncle was stroking it, staring at her pussy, stroking and tugging on his meat as he watched her. She didn't dare move a muscle but lay in bed, totally naked, watching her uncle playing and fondling with his cock.

"More," he whispered. "Show me more."

Afraid of being raped, she did what was expected of her. Arching her legs wide, she lifted them up so that he could see the interior of her pussy and her pink corrugated asshole. The very sight of her private parts inflamed him even more and suddenly his groans increased as she saw his hand flying up and down over the thick rigid shaft of his cock.

Then, when she least expected it, he stiffened and sobbed loudly. Suddenly, something white and creamy began to spurt out of the end of his penis, thick wads of stuff spraying over her, onto her boobs, her cunt, even between the cheeks of her ass.

She held herself rigid as he trembled and sprayed his come over her body. Then, when the last drops had gushed out; he thrust It back into his pants and looked into her eyes. "Don't tell anyone. Don't tell anyone about this ever" he warned her, backing out of her room and closing the door behind him.

Julie thought of this as Justin Spencer drove her to his motel. The memory was unpleasant but in the light of all she had learned and all that she had experienced, it was not as bad as she once had imagined. Her uncle was a freak, a real weirdo. But ultimately harmless so long as he was allowed to look. For he looked, but never touched.

Then quite suddenly, she began to feel very badly about what she was doing, what she was going to do with this middle-aged businessman. In a way, she felt as If she was betraying Skip somehow. But that was ridiculous, she rationalized to herself. She’d just met him and he didn't own her or owe her anything, nor did she demand exclusive rights to his affections.

Still, the feeling persisted as they continued to drive towards Spencer's motel. "You didn't tell me it was so far out of town," Julie told him, growing more and more annoyed.

"You didn't ask, sugar," he said sarcastically.

Julie didn't answer him. She just wanted to get the whole thing over with, now that she realized it was a mistake. Finally, they pulled into a rather rundown and cheap looking motel several yards off the main road. "Nothing fancy," he told her, parking the car. "But the sheets are clean."

"I hope so," she murmured, getting out of the car and following him to his room.

They were inside the little semi-detached cabin not more than two or three minutes when Spencer grabbed her and pulled her up to him, smashing his lips down on hers and forcing her to rub up and down against the front of his body.

Julie pulled away from him and shivered, feeling the man's hands traveling up and down her body. He clutched her breasts and squeezed the nipples until she cried out that he was hurting her. Laughing, Spencer shot one hand down between her legs and forced his fingers up under her skirt and along the insides of her thighs.

"Let's get on with it," he told her roughly, pressing the palm of her hand against the bulge of his penis. She felt it in front of his trousers, a longish tube that quivered as she kept her fingers on top of his erection.

"Sure, sure," she said without much enthusiasm, starting to get undressed. Slowly, she took off her blouse and when she glanced at Spencer, he was already naked and sitting at the edge of the bed. His penis stuck up in the air, rising from between his hairy thighs.

"Come on, kiddo, I ain't got all day," he told her, irritated that she was taking so long.

Feeling strangely embarrassed, she pulled off her skirt and panties and turned to him, totally naked. Then, moving towards the bed, she waited. Spencer reached out and pulled her against him.

He pushed her down and buried his face between her large lush boobs, sucking on her titflesh, nibbling her skin and kissing her nipples as he kneaded her boobs with his large meaty paws.

Then, one of his hands moved between her naked thighs and Julie felt a thick long finger pressing into her cunt. But she was not very excited and her pussy was dry. The jabbing finger hurt her and she looked at him with growing anger, blaming him for her foolhardy mistake.

"Well, are you gonna fuck me or not?" she asked. "I got other things to take care of today."

"You're gonna suck me off first," he said off-handedly.

"Oh, really," Julie replied, her hands on her hips. "That's ten bucks extra."

"Bullshit! I'm paying fifty already," he swore angrily.

"You're paying sixty," she retorted.

Without saying another word he got to his feet and shuffled over to the dresser, retrieving his wallet and handing her six ten dollar bills. Then, he spread his legs open and pushed her down on the floor. "Now, suck, you little cock teasing cunt. Suck it all the way in and make me come you bitch motherfucker! "

She laughed to herself, wondering if he was using these words to sound tough and masculine. Reluctantly, she took hold of his hard erect pecker in one hand and began to massage it. Then, with a sure of will power, she shut her eyes and pressed her open lips over the rounded head of his pecker. She heard Spencer groan loudly as he felt her lips making contact with his sensitive cock flesh.

"Harder!" he told her. "Suck on it. You ain't seen such a big one in years, I bet."

She didn't answer. Spencer's cock was average, to say the least.

"Nice," he whispered. "Keep it up, baby.

Play with my nuts, too, while you're at it."

Julie bobbed her head up and down, not turned on, working mechanically. She sucked in the entire length of his penis and swabbed it with her tongue, reaching down with one hand to fondle and toy with his hairy sac. His nuts felt bloated, as if he hadn't come in years.

"Lick it up, sugar," he went on. "What a tongue. Eat it up. Make my cock good and hard, baby."

The guy seemed determined to keep talking through the whole number. Julie wished that he would shut up so that she could get it over with. She wondered if he wanted her to keep going until he came in her mouth. Or maybe he'd want to come twice.

"You're different, baby," Spencer told her in a hoarse moan. "I ain't found anyone like you in a long time. Most of the broads I know don't like to suck cock. They'd rather lay on their backs and lift their legs, let me do all the work. Shit, they just want to be plowed, have me ram right into them, one-two-three. But you look like you enjoy your work. Like you really dig sucking cock. I bet you could suck cock for days. I'm sure of it."

Julie tried to control herself. She was really getting angry, pissed off at Spencer for his non-stop babbling. She licked and tongued his rod with greater and greater speed, hoping to bring him off and finish up the job, but he didn't let her.

Instead, he pulled her up and threw her down on the bed. "Shit, baby, I'm so hot to fuck you I'm gonna cream any second," he groaned hotly.

Spreading her legs, she waited for the inevitable. Spencer crawled on top of her and she felt his heavy come-laden tool forcing its way between her legs, pushing apart the lush hot folds and creases of her pussy and digging right on inside. He shoved in hard and she felt his weight on top of her, felt him grinding down with his hips, thrusting his meat all the way inside until his pubic bush rubbed up against her mons and she could barely breathe from the pressure of ills heavy body against hers.

Automatically, she tightened her cunt muscles around his hard thick dick and began to move back and forth, pumping up with her hips. Despite her original feelings, the presence of Spencer's cock inside of her was having its effects. Her body began to respond almost instinctively, involuntarily.

She began to shiver as he started to plow into her, ramming harder and faster into her warm moist pussy. He breathed in her face and she smelled booze, thought of her uncle, and slammed her eyes shut, praying that he’d come and she could go back to Skip.

Spencer didn't stop. His nuts whacked against her upraised legs and he dug in, hot and heavy, swearing and wheezing as he plugged and unplugged her hole with his thick stubby erection.

Julie lay there, mentally detached. She continued to hump upwards, shoving her, hips forward to meet his strokes, thinking that he was a fool to pay her sixty bucks when he surely could have gotten it off someone for nothing. He was thrashing around on top of her, pounding his prick in and out like a sledgehammer. She increased her hip motions, pushing her pubis up to the foot of his cock as she felt him getting ready to come.

Then, he let out a strangled whimper and slumped on top of her and she could feel the wetness spreading inside of her. He had reached his orgasm almost silently, much as she had expected. Gently, she pushed him off her, grabbed her things and disappeared into the bathroom. Douching thoroughly, she showered and heard him pounding on the door.

"Hold your horses!" she called back as she wrapped a towel around her wet dripping body. "I'll be out in a second."

Then, when she came into the room, he rushed towards the bathroom and she could hear the sharp hissing spray of his urine as he emptied his bladder. When he came back, he was smiling and offered to drive her back to town, asking too if she'd like to make another go at it the following day.

"I'm leaving tonight," she said when they got into his car. Not far from Skip's motel she asked him to stop, saying that she was going the rest of the way by foot, that she had to see some people she knew.

And when Justin Spencer turned his car around and disappeared down the road with a piercing honk, she thanked her lucky stars that she hadn't been trapped by a pervert. It had been far easier than she had expected and she patted the sixty bucks in the pocket of her skirt, not at all displeased with herself.

But when she got to the motel, she had to contend with Skip's displeasure. "I was fucking worried," he told her when she came into the room. "I even drove into town, but I couldn't find you. Where in God's name have you been all this time?"

"I'm sorry," she replied. "Look, Skip, I'm sorry I fucked up your tight schedule or whatever it is you're rushing to do. But if you had to leave, you didn't have to stay behind just on my account."

"And leave all your stuff?"

"I could have picked it up."

"This is ridiculous." He looked at her and knew that he couldn't stay angry. She was so beautiful, so sensual. He wanted to hold her and reached out. She came to him, clinging, nestling her head in his shoulder.

"I'm sorry," she said again, this time sincerely. "But I'm a big girl now. You shouldn't act like my father. It doesn't become you and it's not what I'm looking for."

Skip was silent. Julie moved away from him and sat down on the edge of the bed. The short skirt she was wearing was high up on her thighs and as she swayed back and forth, he was able to catch glimpses of her tight little panties, peeking out from between her legs. He was no longer annoyed.

"That's the trouble with people," she said suddenly. "They want you to do what they think is best for you. But they never stop to ask, never."

“What do you mean?"

"I mean that you're acting like a parent. You've got all these preconceived notions about what I should and shouldn't do, what you should and shouldn't do, and they're all tucked up. Let's just be. No hassles, no tangles. Just nice and free and easy."

"I see."

"Shit, I don't even know anything about you. I don't know what makes your head tick. I've told you some of the most important things that have happened to me and you've sat by and listened. Shit, man, open your mouth!" she told him. "Tell me. Anything, something!"

"Like' what?"

"Like anything. The first day you came. When you lost your virginity. Why you're divorcing your wife. I don't have to explain, Skip. You're not stupid. At least I don't think so."

He laughed nervously and sat down next to her. A cigarette dangled from his mouth and he had a feeling that he knew exactly what she was after. He would tell her something that would make her hot, make her want to spread her legs and let him burrow right in.

Clearing his throat, he looked at her and smiled. "How I lost my Virginity, by Skip Newton."

She giggled loudly, clapping her hands. Then, inching up on the bed, she propped her head against the pillows and gave him her undivided attention.

Chapter 4

"You see," he began slowly, "my first sexual experience was with a woman, an older woman. It sort of colored my entire life as a result."

"Just like what happened to me and Fucker Billingham," Julie interrupted.

"Exactly," he agreed, inhaling deeply and then letting out a dense cloud of cigarette smoke. "At that time, I'd just reached eighteen. I knew about sex from some of the older kids who lived on our block, but I'd never as much as touched a girl, let alone fucked one.

"But I used to whack off a lot. I'd hole up in my room and jerk off while looking at magazines that had photos of women with their tits exposed. They'd all be wearing black mesh stockings and garter belts and black lace panties, but they'd have naked boobs. I used to get really excited, but then one day the real thing came along.

"My mother had a cousin Cicily. She was a distant relation who arrived one day, unannounced, hoping to sponge off us for a couple of weeks before hitting another cousin. Luckily for me, though I didn't realize it at the time, my folks were pretty friendly and tolerant people. They didn't think twice about letting her stay and extending their hospitality.

"But the only problem was that we didn’t have a guest room. When my mother suggested that I sleep on the couch in the living room and Irene take over my bedroom, she wouldn't hear of it. She said that I was a growing boy and I needed my rest. She'd stretch out on the couch, it was no trouble at all.

"Needless to say, my folks didn't agree with her. I was eighteen at the time, but rather small for my age. I guess I could have looked younger, except for the tell-tale patch of pubic hair around my cock and my indisputed ability to whack off and come. But it was decided that Cicily would share my big double bed. Everyone seemed pleased with the arrangement, especially me.

"Cicily made a joke of it and said that she hoped she wouldn't roll over and squash me, which sort of put everyone off their guard – so I saw later. She was a big buxom woman with enormous tits, tits as big around as any I'd seen in the magazines I kept hidden in my room.

"Then, everything sort of fell into place. I went up to my room early, put on pajamas and crawled into bed. But I had no intention of sleeping, for I was dead set on getting a good look at Cicily. Secretly, I hoped that she would get undressed in front of me, thinking I was asleep. The very idea gave me a fierce hard-on and the more I thought about seeing her naked, the more excited I became. I began to play with myself, fondling and stroking my meat under the covers as I listened to my parents and Cicily talking downstairs in the living room.

"She was telling, them, stories and her voice got louder and louder. I heard glasses clinking and figured that they were all drinking booze or something. But it really freaked me when I heard her saying things like 'shit-kicker,' and 'fucking cunt' and stuff like that.

"Finally, sometime after midnight, I heard everyone retiring. My parents went to their room at the end of the hall and when the door of my room opened and Cicily staggered in, her face flushed and her walk indicative of how much she'd had to drink. I pretended to be sound asleep and even shut my eyes, but unfortunately I was on my back and it was too late to cover my boner.

"Shit, but my hard-on tented up the blankets and I prayed that she wouldn't notice how sexually turned on and physically mature I was. My eyes were still shut in fact, when I felt a warm breath over my face. I smelled liquor and then, felt her fingers sliding down over the coverlets. Peeking just a little, I was able to see her reaching down to feel my cock, believe it or not! But she did, she most certainly did. She ran her hand over the prominent bulging outline as if she was judging, ascertaining its size and thickness. I didn't move a muscle, even though I felt like coming right then and there.

“Growing boy, my ass,' I heard her say to herself. 'He's hung like some fucking mule.'

"To tell you the truth, that really pleased me. Here she was, a grown-up, a woman with huge knockers and a big fat ass, complimenting me on the size of my cock. I knew I had a pretty big one, but I never imagined it was anything out of the ordinary or large enough to interest or even excite a woman.

"She gave my cock a little squeeze, the pressure of her touch making it swell and grow even larger. Then, she moved away from the bed, her back to me. I opened my eyes just a crack, hoping that she'd go about her business, thinking I was still asleep.

"Without further ado, she threw her clothes down over a chair, pulled up her skirt as I watched, absolutely breathless. My cock began to throb, to jerk violently from side to side beneath the covers as I stared at her. She was standing by the bureau in her slip and then she pulled that off as well.

"It was then that I really went bananas. Her tits seemed to overflow from the cups of her bra and she wore tight little nylon panties so that I could see dark brown curls of hair coming out from the edges along the inside of her thighs. There was a. shadow that I knew was her pussy. But I'd never seen one, not in the flesh that is. Only pictures some of the kids had drawn at school when the teacher wasn't looking.

"After that, she acted kind of crazy. Maybe it was because she was drunk or maybe it was even because she had felt my cock and had gotten excited. I never knew exactly, but after she took off her slip, she stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself as if she was admiring her body.

"Then, as I watched, still unnoticed, she took off her bra. I wanted to scream, to jump out of bed and grab her. Her boobs were just huge, just incredibly large. Two big swaying sacs of flesh capped by enormous dark red nipples. There were surrounded by a circle of darker skin and Cicily gazed at herself in the mirror, holding up one tit in each hand.

"Then, she began to strike various poses."

"How did you manage to control yourself?" Julie asked, cocking her head to one side.

"It wasn't easy," Skip told her, glancing between her legs and smiling at the sight of her panties and her pussy which lay hidden inside them. He wondered if she was getting turned on, just by listening to him.

"I'm really digging it," Julie affirmed, waiting for him to continue.

"Cicily kept smiling and striking all these sexy positions. She began to massage her tits, pinching the nipples until they began to grow even larger, almost as long as my little finger. I could see how she was breathing hard and a few minutes later, maybe not even as long as that, one of her hands slipped, grazing against her round plump belly.

"Her ass was so big and plump that it stretched the material of her panties tight and almost transparent. Her buttocks quivered as she kept standing in front of the mirror, one hand moving past her navel to suddenly pull her undies down. She tugged them down all the way and I thought I'd come, just from watching.

"Sucking in my breath, I just couldn't stop gaping. Shit, but to this day she had the biggest most fucking hairy cunt I'd ever seen. Bowing her legs slightly and seemingly oblivious to my presence, she began to stroke her fingers across the wide triangular patch of her hairy twat. It was the first time I'd ever seen a cunt before and I couldn't stop staring.

"The hairs were dark and thick, really abundant. They grew down along her thighs and when she pulled apart what looked to be a pair of great ragged-edged flaps of skin, I was able to see the inside of her muff. It was all shiny and slick, glistening and pink. And emerging from the swollen and slightly puffy folds of her pussy was a little finger, just like my own, almost the same size and of a similar shape to her nipples.

"I didn't know that it was called a clitoris. Not that it mattered, because it really turned me on, quite naturally. And when she took it between two fingers and began to pull on it and squeeze it, I could see that it was giving her considerable pleasure. In fact, the more she rubbed on her clit, the more excited she became. She was soon fingering herself and I saw how her pubic hairs were shining with some kind of juice.

"They got wetter and wetter and I thought I'd explode. The very sight of her big ripe tits bouncing up and down and side to side, the sight of her enormous ass quivering and that fucking hairy cunt all combined to drive me up a wall. My cock was burning, itching fiercely and I knew I just couldn't handle it anymore. But I had to touch it, to stroke it and cool it down some. Roping that she wouldn't see me move, I slowly edged a hand down and grabbed hold of my stiff erect pecker, giving it a good squeeze.

"But at that moment, Cicily turned stiffly around and stared at me, moving closer to the bed and leaning forward. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, young feller?" she asked, even though my eyes were closed once again. There was a great thick bulge poking up from the middle of my body and I thought I was a goner, that she'd seen what I was doing and intended to wake my parents and have me punished for thinking dirty thoughts.

"Feeling lost, I guiltily opened my eyes, really embarrassed and afraid of her. But what amazed me even more was that she hadn't even bothered to put on a nightgown or cover her nakedness. She leaned over the bed, her big fat tits hanging just inches away from my mouth. 'It was burning so,' I whimpered. I wasn't able to stop gaping at her boobs with their big thick pointy nipples.

"Cicily sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the covers down to my waist, exposing the very top edge of my curly pubic bush. 'What was burning?' she asked, sounding tipsy and befuddled.

" 'My thing,' I began, turning red. She asked me to be specific and I said, 'My thing… my cock was itching and burning something awful.’

"Doesn't it need to be cooled?" she asked, rather slyly and at first, I just didn't understand. But she told me that she would have to examine it for herself and pulled the covers all the way back and gave a little groan of delight as she stared at my hard-on rising up from between my legs. “Why Skipper-it's as big as a man's, a grown-up's. Has it been this way for long?'

"Staring down the length of my body I watched my cock, rising past my navel. The head was filled with blood and my pecker was bright red. It throbbed and jerked violently from side to side and I was so physically aroused that I couldn't speak. 'We'll have to give it a nice hot bath,' she said with a giggle, reaching out and suddenly grabbing hold of my cock. I shivered as I felt her fingers making contact with my pecker, telling her that it was still burning, still itching terribly.

"Laughing, she just crawled into bed with me and I moved over to give her room. She pressed Close against me and I felt her big boobs flattening out against my chest. My cock rubbed up and down against her thick curly pubic mound and I could hardly breathe. I mean, here I was, just fourteen and short for my age, in bed with a woman. It was enough to play my mind, to send me into a kind of never-never land.

"Cicily then pulled away from me and as I told her that it still was burning, she turned over on her back and spread her plump ripe thighs apart. I thought I could lose myself between them, they were so big and overpowering. In fact, everything about her was big and oversized and she pointed to that hairy cunt and said, 'This is the nice hot bath to make your thing feel better.'

"I got up in front of her, shaking and rather afraid, taking a good look at her pussy. Then, still unsure of myself, I reached out and touched it, brushing my fingertips against her hairy pubic mound. Shivering and staring at her lewdly, I felt more excited than ever before in all my life. My pecker stood straight up in the air, still quivering and pulsating, long and hot, hard and ready to get right down and bury itself between her legs.

"She told me to touch it and I dipped a finger into her hairy furrow. The outside of her pussy was crisp and hairy, but as I moved the finger down right into the center of her hole, I could feel how it was hot and mushy, slightly damp. Using my other hand, I pried open the two outer lips and gazed with delight at the sight of her wagging clit.

" 'Does it excite you to touch me?' she asked in a whisper, and I nodded my head, not knowing what more to do. Feeling her clitoris, I rubbed two fingers over the little button-like knob and she began to shiver as I pinched and fondled it, moaning softly and arching her hips up to meet my inquisitive little hand. Her nipples looked fiery and without even thinking, not even knowing what I was doing, I suddenly threw myself down on top of her.

"Opening my mouth as wide as possible, I covered one of her hot taut nipples with my lips and began to suck on it excitedly as she murmured to me how nice it felt, how exciting and warm. Twisting the nipples from side to side, I scraped the tips of my front teeth over them and squeezed and fondled her massive jugs all at the same time, learning quickly.

"You wouldn't believe what she said next. 'You know, Skipper,' she began. 'I got an itching too. If you did what you're doing now to my snatch, it would make me feel a whole lot better.'

"I'd heard all about eating out cunts from kids on the block and so I nodded my head dumbly and slid down along the bed, keeping my tongue outstretched so that I licked her flesh as I moved closer and closer to her pussy. 'How lovely,' she kept saying. 'What. a delicious little body you have. What a big hard cock.' She gripped my shoulders hotly and my tongue dived into the deep recess of her navel, circling it slowly.

"Unable to wait another second, I pressed my head between her legs with a sudden spasmodic movement. She moaned even louder and I spread her hot fleshy thighs apart and dived down into her twat, stuffing my mouth over her cunt. I began to suck and gobble it up, finding her slit and ramming it right between my lips.

"Cicily was panting wildly, moaning and tossing about as I pushed my head down over her thick little erect finger of highly excitable cunt-flesh. It seemed to fill my mouth and I twisted it from side to side, nibbling on the knob and stem with my teeth as I kept on sucking and tonguing her quickly.

"Within a matter of seconds almost, I began to taste her juices as they began to trickle down the hot walls of her muff. I drank them up greedily and kept on eating her out, savoring every taste, every sensuous touch. Here I was, eighteen-year old virgin, eating out a grown woman's pussy. It was like a dream come true and I couldn't stop. Her sobs and whimpers of lust filled my ears and I was afraid my parents would wake up and hear what was going on inside my room.

"Rolling back and forth on the bed, Cicily clamped her thighs around my head and held me down in place as I pushed my nose up to her twat and inhaled deeply, relishing the hot musky smell of her womanhood. Then, thrusting my tongue in and out quickly and deeply, she began to move her body in time to my penetrating ardent strokes.

"Cicily then grabbed hold of my legs and I swung around and got up on top of her, raising my head as I straddled her thighs so that my stiff penis was posed in front of her mouth. I watched her as she lifted her head up and opened her mouth. Then, pushing forward, I stuffed my juicy young meat right inside her mouth.

"She began to suck and tongue my dong and I felt an incredible warmth and heat building up in my loins as her mouth engulfed my rigid pecker and I knew that I couldn't hold back. Suddenly, I felt my nuts tingling and my come began to shoot up the buried length of my shaft. I stifled a loud rasping groan of lust as my cream spurted out, hot and thick.

"Cicily never stopped sucking on my penis. As I reached my climax, spurting and gushing madly, she swallowed my cream as fast as it shot into her mouth. Sucking loudly, she slurped and made a great deal of noise and I was, bouncing on top of her, caught up in the most incredible orgasm in my life. It made whacking off look like shit in comparison and I was so weak and breathless by the time my cock had begun to go limp that I sort of fell forward and she pulled her head away and cradled me in her arms.

" 'You're' certainly quick on the trigger, young man,' she said with a laugh. 'I just hope you've be able to help me out as well. You can do that another time, can't you?'

"Although I was tired, I knew that I wouldn't have any problem getting it up again. Often, I'd jerked off three or four times in a row so I nodded my head and Cicily reached down and began to tug and pull on my limp exhausted cock. Within a few minutes, it was already hard, throbbing and filling her hand.

"The round bulbous head of my pecker was stretched taut and smooth and I was highly aroused. When she saw that my cock was good and hard, as rigid as possible, Cicily told me to get up on top of her and put it right inside her hot dripping bath. So I climbed up over her and let her take hold of my penis.

"She opened her legs wide as I lowered myself down, watching as the head of my cock moved right between the hot fleshy folds of her vagina. Then, gasping with delight, I felt the slick inside other dripping womanly snatch. My cock disappeared right inside as I shoved hard and Cicily panted loudly, pushing upwards until the very last inch of my dong was buried deep inside her hairy twat.

"It was so nice and hot, so moist and wonderfully clinging. She did things with her muscles that made her hole even tighter and then she told me to move. 'Just pull it in and out and take your time, for shit's sake!'

"So I began to hammer into her, pounding away, shoving my pecker all the way down until my belly was flat against her stomach and my sparse pubic bush became entangled in her mature and abundant thatch. Harder and harder I worked on it, ramming my meat in and out with a joyous abandon, knowing that finally, I was no longer a virgin!

"Listening to the sounds of her groans and pants of excitement, I got more and more worked up. I heard my tight little wrinkled sac plopping and whacking back and forth against the cheeks of her ass as I tunneled into her, pummeling faster and faster, stuffing my juicy young cock all the way down into the deep hot recesses of her moist clinging vagina.

"It was much nicer than the blow-job she had given me. Her cunt was like some toothless sucking mouth that pulled me down and down, never letting me go. I worked faster and with a fury, feeling my temperature rising as her shakes and convulsions of lust increased in intensity.

“Oh more,' she begged. 'Shove it in, Skipper. Fill me with your meat. Do it harder, harder!' Her words inflamed me and excited me incredibly. As she called out, begging for me to fill her and ram it all the way down until she couldn't take any more. I shoved and pumped into her with lightning like strokes, licking and sucking on her tits at the same time.

"Then, Cicily started to shake and I wondered what was happening to her. 'Oh now, yes, now, now!' she screamed out in an hysterical voice. 'I'm coming, oh give it to me, pound it in and cream, cream with me, baby! Fill me with come, thick hot come. Shoot, shoot into my pussy, you beauty, you beauty… " and her words trailed off as she trembled and I felt my cock being dipped in a thick oily discharge.

"It squished against the walls of her snatch and around the shaft of my dong and she moaned and rolled about. Her exaggerated motions and sexual excitement triggered my own ejaculation. Suddenly, I was coming with her, burying my head between her mountainous boobs and shooting, creaming into her pussy as the two of us clung to each other and reached the very peak, the heights of physical gratification and sexual fulfillment.

"More and more come shot out of the end of my penis, gushing into her vagina and making me shiver with passion. I kept on coming for what seemed an eternity, but at last I quieted down. Her whimpers and groans of excitement and passion began to subside and I lay on top of her, my cock still inside, my body drenched in sweat.

"Finally, I pulled it out and she looked at me, kissing me on the lips. 'It'll be our very own secret,' she said, making me promise that I wouldn't tell a soul. 'If you do, I won't ever let you do this again.'

"It was enough to keep my lips sealed and during the three weeks that Cicily stayed with us, she introduced me to just about everything there is to know about sex. I had her ass as well and she even managed-though it's certainly hard to believe – to cram her stiff little clitoris right up inside my bottom. I did it to her dog-fashion, taking her pussy from the rear, as well as standing up and sideways. When she finally left, it was as if I had suddenly emerged as a man, fully grown."

Julie let out along sigh, whistling between her teeth. "Shit, but that must have been too much, far out, Skip. Just far out," she said with a laugh, reaching out to give his shoulder a squeeze.

His reminisence had excited her incredibly and as she lay on the bed, Julie realized that she very much wanted Skip Howard to come over to her and take her. She wanted to open her legs for him and have his cock buried deep inside her. One look at him told her that he was ready. His words had excited him wonderfully and his penis rose up inside his trousers, a stiff and throbbing truncheon.

She spread her thighs wider, knowing that he could look right up her skirt. Indeed, Skip glanced over at her and watched her opening her legs provocatively so that he could see her panties stretched tightly over her quivering pubic mound.

Softly, she said, "Skip, fuck me. Fuck me hard, mean."

'What?"

"I want you to shove your pecker all the way inside, cram it in until you can't go any farther."

"Just like that?" he asked, looking at her curiously and wondering if she was playing a game with him.

Julie nodded her head, repeating, "Just like that. Exactly.

" 'What am I, a stud who fucks on demand?" he said with considerable annoyance.

Julie said nothing. Her face had grown cold and she stared into his eyes with bitterness and something akin to momentary hatred. Spreading her legs even wider, she reached down and pushed one hand under her skirt. Her fingers began to massage the hot swollen mound between her thighs.

"You don't even need anybody for that, do you?" he asked her.

"I'm not going to beg, if that's what you mean," Julie told him, pulling her panties off and lifting her skirt. Skip was able to see her pussy, totally exposed, already glistening with crystalline droplets of cunt juice.

Julie began to finger herself, digging her hand down into her wide gaping hole and playing with her clitoris. She used her other hand to pull her blouse up and fondled her naked boobs, tweaking the nipples and caressing her flesh, totally ignoring the man who sat on the bed.

Her nipples grew taut and firm, highly erect. She turned her face to the wall and closed her eyes, her hips moving up and down rhythmically as Skip said nothing, but continued to watch.

The whole business was insane, he thought to himself, not knowing why he had acted like such a prick. Why am I sitting here when she obviously wants me to ram my cock into her?

Slowly, he got to his feet and moved around the bed as Julie saw him coming closer and immediately opened up her thighs as wide as possible. "Suck my cunt, Skip," she whispered. "Please, suck on it. Eat me out!"

Lowering his head between her thighs he smelled the pungent wetness and heat of her sex. He could see the bud of her clit standing up between the lips of her pussy and he licked it with his outstretched tongue, kneeling in front of her and ramming his mouth down over her slit.

Julie moaned and begged for more and Skip dived right in, sucking and slurping hotly on her twat, mashing his lips and tongue in and out of her hot gaping hole. He jabbed it in rhythmically as Julie's groans of delight increased and she shoved her hips up again and again, engulfing his mouth and her hairy wetness. Skip continued to eat her out, licking and sucking on her pussy as she squirmed beneath his touch.

Then, reaching up, he grabbed hold of her tits. The nipples were firm, taut with sexual excitement and he massaged them, rolling them under the palm of his hand as he climbed on top of her, pulling down his trousers and ramming his hard-on right inside her snatch.

"Oh shit, shit, shit!" she screamed out, clamping her legs around his back, begging his forgiveness as he plowed hotly into her, ramming and thrusting with sharp jabbing pokes, his cock slipping deep inside her sopping wet hole.

Julie was screaming in ecstasy, humping upwards as the man hammered his enormous piece of meat deep inside of her, rubbing his body against her as he got ready to come. "I can't hold back, I'm so hot!" he moaned, pushing quickly, fast and hard.

"Do it, come, come," she told him, feeling her own orgasm washing over her.

And then it happened, so quickly that it knocked her senseless. Suddenly he was shivering and his thick milky load was pouring down into the depths of her hole, gushing out hot and creamy as he came and cried out with joy, feeling her clamping her cunt muscles around his wildly ejaculating cock. It was a quick penetrating fuck, but one which neither of them would soon forget.

They left the following morning and as they head headed west, Skip told her, admitted actually, why he had always been attracted to young girls. "Like yourself," he added with a wink.

"Why, because of Cicily?" Julie asked.

Skip nodded his head, keeping his hands on the steering wheel. "I've been under analysis since, and my psychiatrist thought I was trying to relive my past by turning to young girls, just as an older woman had turned to me, the first time I had sex."

"I makes sense," Julie agreed. "I wonder though. Right now I sort of prefer older men, men like yourself," she admitted. "Wouldn't it be freaky if by the time I turn forty, I'll start turning on to kids? I can just see it, balling an eighteen-year-old. Too much!"

Skip laughed. "But there's more truth to that, more than you'd imagine. But for whatever reasons, I began to discover that as I grew older, I kept seeking out girls who were younger than me. About two years ago or so, I was counselor in a summer camp up in Maine. That's when it really started to get heavy."

"Tell me,’ she said, curious to know what had happened and wondering if Skip's taste for tight young cunts had brought on his impending divorce.

"Maybe it was subconsicous, I don't know, but now I sort of realize that the only reason I ever took that fucking job was because the camp was coed and I knew I would be in contact with girls, girls of all ages, shapes and personalities.

"Early in the summer, I singled out one girl in particular. I was the swimming counselor and I'd tried to teach the kid how to swim. Even at eighteen, or nineteen, I don't remember exactly, she had trouble treading water and staying afloat. One afternoon I was working with her, holding her up and teaching her how to move her arms in the water.

"The chick was a lush little-piece, with two beautiful little boobs and a tight exquisite body. I was holding her up, one hand on her belly and one on her back. The girl was wearing a skinny skimpy little bikini and as I touched her wet naked flesh, I shivered involuntarily.

"I didn't think she noticed my growing excitement, for I was fast getting a hard-on holding her there in the shallow part of the lake. My swimsuit bulged out and I couldn't even get out of the water until it subsided. Well, anyway, from that day on I was determined to have her, no matter what. In fact, it may not even have been my fault. Not entirely that is there were rumors going around camp that the girl was fast.

"For instance, I'd noticed that when we were in the lake together, she'd Wiggled up against me, pressing her ass right over my crotch. The first time it happened, I just thought it was an accident. But when she did it a second time and I got a boner, I knew what was happening. She was teasing me, trying to get me excited and so when I held her during the next swimming lesson, I gripped her even lower, so that my hands cupped her crotch and her ass at the same time.

"Wiggling again as she tried to move her arms and kick her legs to learn how to swim, I could feel the soft lips of her tight little cunt right beneath the bottom of her bikini. I couldn't stand it, it was such a turn-on. So I schemed to seduce the girl before camp would be over at the end of August.

"Maybe two weeks later I was on G.D. that's when you're assigned to patrol around the grounds with a flashlight, making sure that the kids aren't up to hanky-panky. About twelve o'clock I was by the archery range when I came upon a group of about five or six kids making out in the bushes.

"When I shone my flashlights on them, they froze like frightened rabbits. Zippers were pulled up and the girls pulled down their tee shirts and sure enough, right in the midst of it all was Mary, the girl I had the hots for. Almost immediately, a plan came to mind. I bawled them out and then led them one by one to their bunks.

"I had seen her tits just before she dropped her shirt and I couldn't get them out of my mind. So perfect, so exquisitely formed and proportioned with two little cherry-like nipples standing out all hot and pointy.

"The very sight of them had gotten me off and I felt my cock growing, lengthening stiffening and filling with blood. I wanted her so badly that I thought I'd rape her then and there. But I waited and finally she was the last one left with me. 'I have something, to show you,' I told her then, 'something you won't ever forget.'

"And saying this, I took her by the hand as she followed docilely. I led her down to the lake and stared out at the water shimmering like molten glass m the moonlight. My cock was throbbing inside my shorts and I didn't, say another word until we had reached a rather secluded part of the lakefront out of sight and hearing from the rest of the camp.

" 'Where are you taking me?" she finally asked. I looked at her and demanded an explanation, asking her what she had been doing in the bushes. She murmured something under' her breath and I stared down at her, my heart beating a mile a minute as I saw how her soft little mounds poked upwards against her cotton tee-shirt, the nipples plainly visible.

"Oh shit, but I wanted to suck on them something fierce! I wanted to twist those little pointy things right between my teeth. I wanted to see her moan and writhe with excitement before giving her the thing I kept hanging between my thighs. At that moment, it was hard as a rock, thick and ready to burst right out of my shorts.

"I gathered up my nerve and grabbed hold of one of her hands. Then, pressing it, forcing, It hotly against my overheated and straining crotch, I asked her if she knew what it was. 'Have you ever seen one before?' I said to her as I felt her fingers sliding up and down over the outline of my rigid hard-on.

"She kept her mouth shut and kept feeling my pecker, obviously not such a novice after all. Reaching out, I gripped her by the shoulders and lowered her down to the damp night grass.

"Mary was breathing hard, staring at me intently. I pulled' off her tee-shirt and licked my lips, ogling her smooth tanned skin and licked my lips, ogling her smooth tanned skin and those two little perky boobs which seemed to wink at me, riding high and firm against her chest.

"The nipples were already growing firm and I knew that she wasn't as innocent as she made out, that she certainly was anything but an eighteen year old. She had a woman's mind."

"And then what?" Julie asked, totally absorbed and rather excited by his story and his vivid description.

"Guess?" Skip said with a grin. "Shut your eyes and guess." Julie closed them and he reached over and thrust one hand under her skirt, slipping a finger right up into her pussy and wiggling it around until she began to pant, filled with pleasure. "And now comes the best part," he promised, continuing where he had left off a minute before.

Chapter 5

"Staring at her naked tits," Skip continued, trying to concentrate on the road at the same time, "I just leaned forward and literally attacked them."

"How nice for her," Julie murmured, feeling the man's hand moving in circled in and out of her hot gaping hole. She was already dripping and the more he described his early sexual experiences to her, the more excited she became.

"I bent over and opened my mouth, pressing my lips down over one lush little jug and then the other. Mary stretched out on the grass and shivered, sighing with pleasure as I crammed more and more of her lush young boobs into my mouth, chewing on the nipples gently, delicately scraping the edges of my front teeth across them as I fondled and massaged her belly with one hand and tried to undo the zipper to her camp shorts with my other.

"Amazingly passive, she kept her eyes half-closed, offering no resistance. She was laying back on the grass and I took the opportunity to pull off her shorts and then her tight little undies. And then I groaned, shit did I moan! I stared feverishly at her soft young mound. It was lightly haired, fleecy and curly to the touch. The two little cunt lips looked damp and inviting and I bent my head down and: pressed my lips against them as she whimpered softly, cooing like a pigeon, spreading her legs wide to accommodate my hungry and eager mouth.

"Finally, she opened her eyes. 'You shouldn't be doing this,' she said. 'It's naughty.'

“I'll tell you what, Mary,' I said to her, even though she was still letting me do whatever I please, 'I won't tell on you and you don't tell on me. Okay?'

She nodded her head and winked at me coyly and I felt my cock getting ready to explode. With one free hand I fumbled at my zipper, tugging it down and shoving my shorts down over my hips and legs. She took one look and gasped, almost frightened and put off by the sight of my massive hard-on, a thick long tube of red-hot cock-flesh which rose stiffly up out of its forest of dark pubic hair.

"Looking down at her, I said, 'You like that, don't you, Mary?' Then, I bent forward once again and resumed sucking eagerly on her pussy, spread apart the little creased lips and surprisingly – or maybe 'not, as the case may be-finding no obstacles. Obviously, one had gotten to her cherry before me.

"I took her tiny little clit in my mouth and sucked on it excitedly and she began to toss about, mewling and clawing at the grass. 'Oh, it'll hurt,' she moaned, staring at my cock once again. 'It's too big. It's not right.'

"But it was too late. I was panting, so horny and excited that I was acting like an uncontrollable animal. Mounting her, I spread her legs roughly apart and grabbed hold of my thick rigid cock with one hand, barely able to get my fingers around the shaft. Then, bracing myself with my other hand flat on the grass, I shoved the rounded and bulbous head of my enormous stiff rammer right between the lips of her deliciously tight little snatch.

"Mary screamed out frantically, but I slammed one hand over her mouth and rammed harder and harder. I heard her moaning as I plunged forward, impaling her with my massive piece of meat. Then, looking down between my legs, I watched my cock disappearing right up into her tight little hole. The recess of her vagina was really narrow and it was hard going, she was so small.

"But I pushed and shoved and finally was able to sink every last thick inch of my rigid pecker right down inside of her. When at last I was buried all the way, my hairy belly flat against her stomach, I let go of her mouth. Her skin was white, blanched and her eyes were filled with terror and undeniable physical excitement.

" 'Oh it hurts so,' she moaned hotly. 'It's so big. I've never seen a cock so big. You'll rip me in half,' she cried. But I told her to relax, asking her to tell me how much she wanted it. I didn't move, keeping my rod all the way inside as I cupped her boobs and with my fingers, fondled and squeezed them until her face broke into a smile of pleasure. 'Tell me!' I said at last.

" 'Yes, yes I want it. Fuck me, Skip. Fuck me good and hard and make me come. It feel so nice, so big., I can taste it in. my mouth.' she whimpered as I began to pound into her, lifting her legs up and around my back, shoving and ramming my meat down hard and fast. Plunging in and out of her pussy, I kept stroking, never stopping for a second.

"It was so tight and hot, so griping as she worked her muscles around my enormously thick shaft that my body was soon on fire and my cockshaft seemed to scrape up and down the walls of her vagina, frictioning incredibly as the heat kept building up, making my cock feel as if it were on fire.

"At the same time, Mary began to jerk upwards, pushing her hips forward and meeting each stroke halfway as my cock slipped back into her. I shoved down harder and faster with each successive stroke and then pulled out until just the very head of my cock was inside, rubbing briskly against her clitoris.

"Then, I hammered in again, maintaining a steady pulsating rhythm. The whole thing was just as thrilling as the business with Cicily. I had a tight little pussy and two sweet boobs and a body that was warm and yielding. I just couldn't hold anything back.

"Harder and harder I rammed it into her, never stopping. I heard my nuts whacking briskly against her upraised thighs and thought of Cicily, smiling at the memory. I wondered what she would think if she saw me now, big and burly and punching my juicy big meat in and out of a girl's tight little pussy.

"She was groaning louder with each stroke, whimpering and hissing like a tigress as I plowed into her and suddenly stopped, just when I was about to shoot. I didn't want to come right away. Not then at least. I wanted to savor her, to enjoy her warmth and her tight little box for as long as possible. So I reached underneath her and quickly shoved one finger right up along the chink between her two tight little buns.

"She quivered and buried her face in the hollow of my neck and shoulder as I jabbed one finger right up against her puckered asshole. It was just fantastic, pure delight! I pushed it in and Mary cried out with pain, wincing as my finger dived inside her rectum, all the way up into her bottom.

"It was even tighter and hotter than her pussy, dry as well and I began to piston into her ass as I started plunging my cock in and out of her hole. I'd never seen a chick so excited before. Her legs were twitching and she seemed to be having convulsions. Groaning loudly, I wondered if she might be in pain. But she soon enough assured me that she wasn't, that all she was feeling was extreme sexual excitement. So I continued to slam into her, my cock having a life of its own.

"I rubbed my dick from one side of her vagina to the other and then, when I least expected it, the little cunt came. Without a word of warning, she clawed my back with her fingernails and suddenly I felt her juices streaming down, washing over my buried shaft as she reached her orgasm.

"She cried out then, begging me to, 'Do it, come, cream, shoot! I can't stop it. I'm coming, god coming, coming,' she moaned as I worked even harder, pumping down into the tight depths of her snatch which engulfed my rigid hard pecker. Fiercer and fiercer I drilled into her until I thought she'd swallow up my nuts, she was heaving so.

"Then, I began to come as well, reaching my climax with a burst of raw energy. I was overwhelmed as I pistoned into her twat and felt my nuts contracting, squeezing out my hot thick gism all the way up the length of my shaft, squirting it out like pellets, like bullets of semen up into the depths of her snatch.

" 'Tell me how much you love it?" I moaned to her. 'Tell me that you can't get enough of me. I'm shooting, holy shit I'm spurting, filling you with cream and you're loving it.'

" 'I love cock, your cock,' she babbled, pushing upwards, holding me tightly as the two of us came in a delirious explosion of come and cunt juice. And even as the last thick wads of my come had streamed into her twat, I was still not finished with her. Not by a long shot.

"Because I felt that I had to get as much of Mary as possible, that I might not be able to have another chance. I had to do everything I could while the going was good, while she was all primed up and hot for my meat.

"As a result, I stayed inside of her until my huge dong was fully limp, soft and much smaller than before. Then, I pulled it out and rolled over on my back, looking at her. Mary was drenched with sweat, breathing deeply. 'I only got fucked twice before,' she admitted. Shit, I never realized what a cock was really like?'

"I laughed at her innocence. 'So you dig big meat, right?' I was glad to know that she was already fixated on my over-large tool. I wanted her to beg for me, to get me so worked up again that I wouldn't be responsible for what I would do. Taking her around the waist, I sat her up on top of me, staring into her eyes.

"She asked me if we were finished and I told her that there was still more to explain, more to teach her. Just the sight of her excited me incredibly. I looked at her twat, pressed up against my curly pubic bush. The cunt lips looked bloated and slightly puffy. Flecks of come and her own pungent juices matted the little ringlets of hair. It was a delicious sight, to say the least.

"Mary sat on top of me, giving me her undivided attention. I knew then what I wanted her to do and I pulled backwards so that she rested firmly on top of my grizzly muscular thighs. Then, reaching out, I pushed her head down to my crotch. My pecker lay limp and lolled across one hairy thigh, covered with semen. 'Suck it,' I told her. 'Suck on it until it gets good and hard. Big, just the way you like it. Then I'll show you something you'll really love.'

"Mary was more than eager. Her natural inquisitive nature got the best of her and greedily almost, she bent down and opened her mouth. I saw her tongue flicking out, lashing hotly across the length of my cock. Almost immediately, it began to grow and the process of erection pleased me. Just seeing it begin to get big and hard was a lovely sight.

"Inch by inch, slowly but 'steadily, my penis grew long and thick. Mary circled the bulbous glans with her lips, sucking on the head of my cock with obvious pleasure. Then, when I pushed her head down roughly until she nearly choked as my cock hit the back of her throat, she really got into it.

"Up and down she bobbed her head, licking and tonguing every inch of my throbbing meat. I lay back on the grass and smiled, watching her working so diligently, asking her if it tasted good. Mary just nodded her head, stuffing more and more of my cockmeat into her throat. Then, when it was as hard as possible, I decided to get down to serious business.

"But before I could do anything and take the initiative, she really surprised me. Mary slipped down to the base of my cock and she began to suck on my nuts, stuffing as much of the hairy wrinkled sac into her mouth as she could. I lifted my legs up in the air and reached down, spreading apart the cheeks of my ass.

" 'Rim me,' I told her excitedly. 'Eat my ass out until I tell you when to stop.' Totally agreeable, she stuck out her raspy tongue and held onto my cock with one hand as she licked down past my balls, down along my dark hairy anal furrow. I shivered, tingling with pleasure as I felt the girl's tongue coursing down my chink, finally stopping at my brown puckered asshole. 'Eat it!' I yelled sharply.

"She hesitated for a second and so I reached out and pinched one of her tits with a viciousness that even astounded me. But I was beyond help, so physically excited, that I'd do anything to get what I really wanted.

"Mary cowered back and then thrust the tip of her tongue down hard against my bottom hole. It opened up for her like some fucking flower and within another second half of her hot probing tongue was all the way inside my rectum, as she sucked and licked my anus.

" 'Then, as I enjoyed her delicious tonguing, I swung her around and pushed her sweet little asscheeks right up to my mouth. One good deed deserved another, or so I thought to myself. It was just lovely to see her pink puckered hole, nearly hairless and stretched by my hand until it opened up and I dived right in. The entire hot wiggling length of my tongue slipped right up inside her rectum.

"Mary trembled with joy and pushed forward. I kept licking and ramming my tongue in and out of her quivering ass as she did the same to me, scraping her lips along the perianal region, where the hair grew coarse and thick and my hole was nearly hidden from sight. The two of us were so turned on to each other that we just couldn't stop what we were doing.

"It was then that I realized what I had to do next. I had to feel my cock sliding right inside her incredibly tight hot cavity. Meanwhile, it was slipping between her breasts. The friction made it get even hotter as my mouth lubricated her bottom-hole and her tight and previously dry rectum.

"I was preparing it for my insertion, my final glorious thrust forward. Of course, I didn't tell her this, but kept licking her hole and playing with her pussy with one hand, twisting her clitoris from side to side, rolling it around between two fingers until she couldn't take it anymore, it felt so nice.

"Then, I moved her around and pushed her down on the grass. Mary lay on her belly, looking back over her shoulder with wide and almost frightened saucer-like eyes. I told her to relax, promising her that it wouldn't hurt if she'd lay still and trust me. And when she didn't reply, I took that as a signal to continue.

"Grabbing my pecker in one hand I pushed her knees up so that her ass stuck out in a perfect position for entry. Getting down on my knees, I crouched behind her and carefully guided my rigid hard-on right up to her tight puckered asshole.

"Holding her breath, Mary didn't move and I gripped her around her slim wasp waist and pushed forward, wedging my penis right up in her anal cavity. Then, I rammed forward again. The hole was really quite lubricated and as my cock pounded against it, it slowly opened up. Then, as she cried out that I was hurting her, I pushed slowly, taking my own sweet time, not wanting to hurt her if I could at all help it.

"I said to her, 'Don't move, just let me do all the work, kiddo. And if you don't relax, it'll really hurt."

" 'You'll make my bloody," she replied.

" 'No one's going to make anyone bleed,' I promised her, pushing forward so that another two thick inches of cock slipped up inside her rectum. It was so tight and dry that I just about-scraped my way-up,along the rectal walls. Taking my time, I managed to work in every last inch of my rod until my hairy belly was flat against the rounded curve of her ass.

"And when my pecker was buried completely, up to the root, I reached around and used three fingers, thrusting them gingerly inside her snatch. Mary relaxed immediately and I started to hammer them in and out, pistoning my cock at the same time.

"I'd fucked a couple of bottoms before, but up until that moment, none were able to compare with Mary's. It was so warm and tight that I went insane and when she began to use her sphincter muscles, clamping and unclamping them around my cock-shaft, it was as if she was holding me inside a vise, unwilling to let me go.

"Pounding into her with greater and greater force, I fingered her pussy at the same time. My balls were whacking against her ass and my breath was coming in short passionate gasps as I felt my body responding to the pure physical sensations. My cock seemed to be made of iron, it was so stiff and hard and the pleasure and erotic delight increased with every forward thrust and backward pull.

"Penetrating as far as I could I heard her panting, groaning and squirming beneath me as I plowed into her like a steam-hammer, ramming my juicy meat down into her ass with an energy and excitement I had never before experienced. Mary was mine at that moment, totally and unequivocably mine!

"She was a harlot, all mine to play with, to fondle and hold, to use and suck, to fuck, rim, eat out and cornhole. Moving with me, I could tell how she enjoyed every fresh insertion, every fierce thrust forward, every brutal virile shove. And when I told to play with my nuts, she reached around and cupped my wildly swaying balls, sending shivers up and down my spine.

"Toying and fondling my hairy wrinkled sac, she played with the sliding slippery stem of my cock at the same time. Every time it slid out of her asshole, she grabbed hold of it, squeezing it delightfully. I was licking and sucking on her lush little pear-shaped jugs, fingering her snatch at the same time. But I realized that I couldn't keep it up much longer.

"Trying to hold back was just about impossible, even though I stopped moving every few minutes when I felt my cream getting ready to spurt. In fact, she'd already climaxed, almost silently, twice already. My fingers slid in and out of her wet dripping hole as she kept pushing her hips upwards, tossing and rolling about as I moved in and out of her, hammering my penis down into the farthest depths of her hole.

"But then the little minx did something which really set me off. Without a word, she smiled and suddenly thrust one finger right up inside my asshole. I winced as she scraped her fingernail along the tender skin and before I could even stop her, she had plunged right inside, massaging and tickling my prostate until I just couldn't handle anymore.

“Baby, baby,’ I kept moaning. 'Oh, it feels so good, so tight. I can't hold back.' A fierce wolfish wail of passion and lust escaped from between my lips as I kept punching into her ass, harder than ever, ramming my meat forward until it seemed to explode, to come together and the disintegrate.

"I felt my come racing up the length of my buried shaft, pouring out into her bottom and bathing her ass in a rich creamy balm. Finger fucking my ass as I came, she held onto me as I shook and plowed into her, never stopping, my great hairy body flattening her out on the grass as I took my fill of her youthful body. I didn't stop trembling until the last thick wads of my semen had sprayed out into her anus.

"Then, pulling my limp cock out of her hole, I leaned forward and stuffed it into her mouth, making her lick me clean of her reek and my cream. When I pulled it out, she fell back on the grass, gasping for air. I got dressed quickly and told her to get back to her bunk.

"So there you have it," Skip concluded rather breathlessly. "The true unexpurgated anal adventures of yours truly, the one and only Skip Howard!"

Julie couldn't laugh. She was too excited. The man's precise rendering, his exact description of what had occurred, had filled her pussy with juice, she was so turned on. She looked at him, squeezing her legs around the finger that had not stopped shoving in and out, non-stop frigging ever since he had agreed to tell her why he liked young girls.

"Is this why you're getting divorced?" she asked.

"Pretty much so," he replied, glancing at her and pulling out his finger as they neared a roadside diner and he decided to take a lunch break. "My wife caught me fucking some girl who lived down the block. That about broke the straw on the camel's back."

Later, when the wheat and cornfields of the Midwest gave way to the arid desert plains as they neared Nevada, the two of them settled down to a kind of routine. Both felt completely natural with each other and what had – at the start – been a most casual alliance, now grew into a kind of relationship that lacked commitments but nevertheless did not lack in affection.

But when they got to Reno, Julie felt itchy. Skip was involved in all sorts of legal hassles, everything centering on the divorce. After they had been in town a little over a week, she confessed that she felt bored.

"Why don't you get a job?" he suggested. "You know, just for a couple of weeks until I get this out of the way. Then we can head for the Coast and… "

"And what?" she asked, looking at him curiously…

"And see what happens," he said quietly.

She knew exactly what he meant and though she was fond of him, maybe even on the verge of love, Julie did not feel she was quite ready to settle down with one man. Not yet at least. And as for working, well, it would depend solely on the kind of job she could get.

"Do you have any suggestions? I mean, what's a college grad good for, anyway?"

"You could teach?" he suggested.

"Where? What?"

"Shit, baby, you're not stupid. There must be a helluva lot of well-heeled folks around here who'd like nothing better than to say that their kids are being privately tutored. You could be a kind of governess and live off the fat of the land. I mean, Julie, it's only for a month. Maybe six weeks at the most. Or would you rather sit around the hotel and get angry at me?"

So she nodded her head wearily and the following day put an ad in the local paper. "Attractive female college grad seeks position as governess/private tutor."

Three abortive interviews later, Julie was ready to give up. She was about to pack her things and head out to California, remembering a friend of hers who had said that she could stay at his place if she ever came to the Coast, when the telephone rang.

The man on the other end sounded cultured and well-bred and explained that his son was in need of a tutor now that the regular governess had been called back to England due to a death in the family. Could she come out for an interview?

Skip drove her out to what amounted to a ranch. But Julie saw right away that it was a ranch in name only. A huge Tudor house dominated the low-lying landscape, heavily shaded by great gnarled trees and thousands of exotic flowers. To keep things so green in Reno, she knew that the man had to have money.

His name was Arthur Norton and when he ushered her into his library, Julie knew that she wanted the job. Mr. Norton kept everything on a purely business level, but she found it difficult to keep her eyes off him. He was tall and imposing man with steely hard features and salt and pepper hair.

After she had quickly agreed to his salary offer, he called in his son. "This is William," he told Julie.

The boy looked bright and alert and she shook his hand, smiling into his open youthful face. She didn't think he'd give her any trouble and besides, it was only for six weeks or so. In fact, she had decided to be honest with Mr. Norton and he had told her that her short stay would work out fine, for he thought that the former governess would be returning within two or three months time.

"When can you start?" he asked.

"Well, later today if you like," she stammered, not expecting him to be so enthusiastic.

"No need to rush, my dear," Mr. Norton said. "This coming Monday is time enough. We'll be looking forward to seeing you then."

But all she could say to Skip on the way to Reno was, "Something's fishy. I just have a feeling that something's very fishy about that house." She could not elaborate. It was a feeling, a gnawing kind of woman's premonition. She decided to sit tight and wait it out.

Chapter 6

By the end of the first week at the Norton ranch, a secluded estate within commuting distance from Reno, Julie was convinced that strange things were happening. Everyone was pleasant enough, but she found it difficult to believe that they were all so reserved and well-mannered, so disciplined and refined.

Mrs. Norton was friendly, but kept her distance.

Mr. Norton smiled at her, looked at her curiously, but made no overtures.

And as for William, he was attentive and polite, but he too gave Julie the impression that he knew certain things, things which he was not yet willing to reveal.

But the longer she stayed, the stranger things became.

She felt somehow that everyone in the house was obsessed, perverted in some secret way. Slipping into Mr. Norton's library one afternoon, she had not been surprised to find a cabinet full of pornographic novels, highly erotic Victorian works which looked well read, to say the least. Some of the pages were stuck together and Julie was not so naive as to believe that they were adhering with glue. She kept waiting, looking for a sign.

On the second Monday of her term of employment, things began to fall into place. It all started when that afternoon she heard strange noises coming from Mr. Norton's library. He usually spent his afternoons at home, reading and working on his stamp collection, the finest in the state.

She was going outside when she passed the sliding French doors to the library and distinctly imagined hearing little giggles and short suppressed whimpers. The sounds were familiar and making sure that no one was around, Julie decided to spy on her employer. But she wasn't prepared for what she saw happening in the library. Not by a long shot.

Peeking through the ornate brass keyhole, she sucked in her breath with shock and amazement. For there, rolling about on the parquet floor, was Mr. Norton and the cook's helper, a young Mexican girl who couldn't have been more than eighteen.

Julie was just not prepared for the scene. For one, Mr. Norton was totally naked. The girl had on black mesh stockings and nothing else. Her long black hair reached down to her ass and she swung it back and forth over Mr. Norton's body, making him whimper with delight. He was lying on his back on the floor and the girl was straddling him, riding up and down on his cock. Julie just couldn't believe what was happening.

Pressing her eye to the keyhole, she watched them, utterly fascinated. It was the second time in her life – the first being Mr. Billingham and his fiancee, Beth – that she had seen two people fucking and having gone without sex for over a week, she felt particularly horny and turned on by the sight.

Julie thought it was incredible and was pleased that suspicions, or at least some of them, had become true. The Mexican girl had a beautiful lush body. Her skin was tawny and exotic and her two large breasts were like gourds. Mr. Norton was playing with them, fondling the girl's tits and squeezing the dark pink, almost tan nipples as she bounced up and down on top of him.

Indeed, Julie had no trouble seeing Mr. Norton's cock moving in and out of the girl's lush dark-haired snatch. It looked enormously thick, almost flattened and she couldn't imagine how the girl was able to get it all the way up inside of her with so little difficulty.

But she was managing, Julie noted, nevertheless.

"Harder, harder, my dear. Suck it all the way up. Take it right up inside that sweet little box of yours," he called out to her, shoving his hips up to ram his pecker deeper and deeper into the girl's tight young twat.

Julie was breathless. She decided, almost at once, that Mr. Norton made Skip Norton look like a little kid. She'd never seen such an enormously thick and long penis in all of her life. It was nearly as. big around as her wrist and a good nine to ten inches in length. Rising up out of a thick tangle of black pubic hair, it shoved in as if it were alive and had a will and mind of its own.

The girl was moaning loudly, whimpering and panting as she kept heaving herself down on top of Mr. Norton's monstrously oversized cock. "I taste it! I, taste it all over!" she cried in a Mexican accent. "Oh fuck me, fuck me always!" she screamed with excitement, her hair flying back and forth over her head, lashing across Mr. Norton's chest as her big ripe boobs bounced back and forth, swinging wildly,

He was as handsome a man as Julie had ever seen, strong and well put together, with firm muscles, grizzly heavyset thighs and a hairy chest. She got physically aroused just by watching him moving with the girl and before she even realized or was conscious of what she was doing, she had stuck a hand under her dress, pulled down her panties and had begun to massage and play with her pussy.

As far as Julie was concerned, it was unfair. She should have been in the Mexican girl's place, bouncing and tossing from side to side and just fucking up a storm. She felt jealous and lonely and knew that she wouldn't see Skip until the weekend. It was only Monday and life seemed drained of excitement.

Swiftly, taking advantage of the scene being enacted before her widely staring eyes, she thrust three fingers right up into her crimson gash. Her pussy opened up and she used her thumb to friction up against her clit, moving it from side to side while the other two fingers plunged in and out of her hole at what she soon enough realized was exactly the same rate that Mr. Norton used to stuff his huge cunt-whacker in and out of the girl's pussy.

"I come now, now!" the girl screamed out, corkscrewing herself down on top of his cock so that every last thick inch was buried, disappearing up inside her dripping and gaping twat. "Oh fuck me, yes, yes. Big meat fucking me, yes, yes!"

And then, as she moaned and her orgasm took hold of her, shaking her around like a rag in air, Norton began to roar like a maddened bull. With frenzied jerks and lunges forward, he rammed into her, pounding away until his cries of lust filled Julie's ears.

"Yes, baby, I'm filling you. Shit, I can't stop. It feels so tight, so tight, god I'm creaming! Shooting you sweet-assed little bitch, creaming!" he shouted gruffly, clutching her around the shoulders and letting out a stream of curse words the likes of which Julie had rarely heard before.

Then, he shuddered as if someone was throttling him roughly. His tremors and shakes of lust made him rock up and down on the floor and Julie could see the girl's eyes, roll up in her head, showing only the whites as if she was ready to faint from the intensity of her physical release.

Great thick gooey wads of come began to drip down around their pubic bushes, matting and tangling the hairs, covering them with the slime and gismo Finally, Mr. Norton fell back on the floor and the Mexican girl slowly lifted herself off of him. She pulled up her stockings and hunted around for her clothes while Mr. Norton got to his feet and turned to the French doors.

Julie saw him moving swiftly across the room and pulled her fingers out of her box, just before she was ready to come. Turning away, she hurried back to her room, hoping that he wouldn't find out that she had been snooping on him.

That night, she dreamed of Mr. Norton and woke up the following morning with the pillow thrust between her legs, literally soaked with cunt juice. But it didn't end there. Later that afternoon, the sun tinting the sky the palest rose and mauve, she was let in on another little surprise.

Mrs. Norton kept a greenhouse in addition to lush vegetation surrounding the estate. It was kind of a hobby of hers and she raised exotic orchids and other tropical flowers. In charge of it all was another Mexican, a man whom Julie had seen working diligently from morning to night.

She had also been introduced to the man's son, a dark-haired and rather attractive boy of eighteen. In fact, just before she had arrived, the Nortons had given the boy a birthday party and he was still talking about the beautiful presents they had bestowed on him. His father had been working for the family for years and often, his son Jose would come over to help with the watering of the plants and shrubs, sometimes weeding the flowers as well.

Julie's room overlooked the greenhouse and late that day, after she had finished tutoring William, she went to her room for a nap. Actually, she really wanted to take a hot bath and masturbate, finding herself growing more and more horny. She kept thinking of Mr. Norton and wondered what would happen if she were to throw herself on him, just like that.

The sky was particularly lovely and she pulled aside the curtains and looked out. But as soon as she took one look, she opened her mouth, absolutely speechless. For leaning against one side of the greenhouse was the gardener's son Jose. But what was more, Julie saw how the boy had his hand in his pocket. She could see that he was obviously playing with himself and she stood where she was, watching and admiring him.

He was extremely good-looking and though she had never really been" turned on by boys, she couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. His skin was swarthy and his eyes, black and intense, deep-set and almost wolf-like. Through his tattered polo shirt she saw his lean tightly muscled chest and she opened her mouth and licked her lips, hungering after him..

So she just kept staring, wondering what would happen next. Jose looked around, but never glanced up to the second floor and Julie's window. Thus, she was able to see everything perfectly, not risking the chance of being discovered. And even if he did see her, she really didn't give a shit, because she knew he would just be embarrassed and that would be the end out.

Then, when the youth appeared satisfied that he was alone and unobserved, he pulled down the zipper to his jeans and reached inside. The next thing Julie saw was that he had his cock in his hand. He began to stroke it, his eyes half-closed and his fingers" moving rapidly up and down the thick stubby young shaft.

It was a lovely sight, Julie thought to herself, watching and rather turned on by this display of adolescent sexuality harder and harder Jose tugged on his penis, smiling and rubbing it around, moving his hand in circles until he fairly shivered with growing delight and what appeared to be considerable erotic excitement.

But then, when she least expected it, she saw Mrs. Norton approaching. The woman was carrying a wicker basket, laden with freshly cut flowers. She surprised Jose, who tried to stuff his cock back into his jeans. But it was too late. Julie tried to open the window to hear what was being said, but it was stuck and she could only view the scene as if watching a silent movie.

Mrs. Norton wagged an accusing finger at the youngster and then grabbed him by the collar, pulling him along with her into the greenhouse. Then, nothing happened. Julie began to wonder what was going on in there, for it seemed as Mr. Norton and the boy were in the glass-enclosed greenhouse for an inordinately long period of time.

Finally, she couldn't stand the suspense. She hurried downstairs and slipped out of the house, moving stealthily towards the green house, looking back every other second to make sure that her passage was unobserved. Finally, she reached the glass-enclosed structure and peered through one of the panes of glass.

She took one look and decided it was almost as nice as seeing Mr. Norton fucking the Mexican helper. For there on the floor, half-hidden by orchids and other exotic plants, Julie say Mrs. Norton and, Jose. Their clothes were strewn around them and as she watched, she found herself getting more and more turned on.

The sight of the boy's lean tight buttocks quivering to and fro as he pumped his meat in and out of the older woman's hot gaping pussy was too much to be taken lightly. Julie couldn't hear what they were saying, but she could see just about everything with perfect clarity. Mrs. Norton had her legs hooked over Jose's back. She kept arching her wide matronly hips forward so that Julie saw her dense pubic bush as the boy pulled his cock halfway out of her cunt and pounded it in again.

They moved as one, young and old entwined together, rocking and fucking without a care in the world. Jose was licking Mrs. Norton's boobs, two rather flabby-in Julie's clinical estimation – but well proportioned mounds. He sucked on her nipples, his tongue racing from one tit to the other as his tight little boyish scrotum slapped again and again against her upraised plump buttocks.

Julie admired the way the youth moved. He plowed into Mrs. Norton like a man, grinding his lean hairless belly down against her, shoving his cock in and out with gusto and great feverish excitement. Once again, her fingers stole down and under her skirt. She pushed them right underneath the elastic waistband of her panties, thrusting them up inside her snatch.

Already, it was dripping with cunt juice and as she fingered her clitoris, Julie gasped with pleasure at the sight of. the older woman and the young boy rolling around on the floor. She kept diddling herself until she saw Jose stiffen, a howl of animal passion escaping from between his lips. She heard it faintly as she saw him pressing down hard, flattening himself against Mr. Norton.

She began to bite his neck as he came, thrashing around on top of her and moving his pecker in and out with short snapping doglike strokes. His penis was throbbing visibly and finally, he pulled away and got to his feet, staring down at the woman who lay with her flabby thighs still spread wide apart and her gaping pussy glistening with thick youthful come.

Julie say how Jose's cock was limp. She had already reached her own climax, managing to suppress her cries of excitement for fear that she would be discovered. Now, she stared at Jose, gaping at the youngster's penis as it dangled between his muscular young thighs. She noticed that he had a strange and almost wicked smile on his face, a leer of devilish amusement…

Before Mrs. Norton could get to her feet or do another thing, Jose spun around and sat down right on her face. He ground his buttocks against her mouth and leaned forward, pressing the palms of his hands to the floor and shoving his hips up against her hairy gapping come-smeared twat.

Then, he began to lick and tongue her hole, moving his head rapidly around in concentric circles as Mrs. Norton suddenly trembled and thrust her tongue out. She began to rim him, eating out his tight lean ass as the boy lapped and slurped his way in and out of her snatch, As Julie watched, she felt a second orgasm coming over her. She moved her fingers in and out of her split with a fierce aching hunger, tired of being alone, tired of being horny. Harder and harder she shoved them in, trying to get all five fingers into her pussy at the same time.

Finally, as her juices trickled down, hot and pungent, she began to come again, shivering and trembling as spasms of pleasure swept over her body. She heard faint moans and sobs of delight coming from inside the greenhouse and kept watching them, even as her climax ebbed away, leaving her with dripping thighs and a wildly beating heart.

Jose's body was moving up and down and Mrs. Norton had managed to get the entire length of her hot tongue all the way inside his ass. As for the boy, his nose and lips were nearly hidden, buried down in the thick fleshy folds and creases of her womanly vagina. Her body was bouncing up and down as he continued to lick and suck on her twat.

Then, Julie watched as he pulled away and swiveled around, looking down at Mrs. Norton with that same strange smile, part lust, part cruelty. Holding her large fleshy boobs together, he straddled her and began to slide his stiff erect young penis along the furrow between her jugs. Bending her head forward as the boy fucked her tits, Mrs. Norton began to lick Jose's cockshaft. His thick stubby pecker slid back and forth and he squeezed her breasts harder together until they formed a narrow crevice along which he shoved his cock, laughing and urging his body back and forth across her chest.

Meanwhile, Julie saw how Mrs. Norton's tongue slid up and lashed across the surface of the youth's rapidly moving pecker. She had an expression of lust and desire on her, face and as Julie stood rooted to her place, her cunt dripping juices which trickled down her thighs, she felt like running inside and joining them, flinging herself down on top of Jose's deliciously virile young body.

She had never felt so attracted to a boy before in all of her life. But she sensed that Jose would make an admirable sexual partner, for there was something pagan and wild about him, something free and totally unrestrained. He was like an animal, a sexual animal in need of constant physical release in order to satisfy his apparently insatiable sexual appetite.

And he was obviously driving Mrs. Norton the staid and well-heeled society matron, incredibly insane.

Licking and sponging the youth's penis with her lips and tongue, she held him as he moved his cock faster and faster, frictioning it between her tits and grinding his ass down against her thick and tangled pubic bush. Wanting to see him come, Julie leaned closer, pressing her face to the windowpane.

And then, when Mrs. Norton kept her lips glued to the round bulbous head of the boy's cock, Jose really let loose. His wild orgiastic expression betrayed his imminent climax and he jostled around on top of her, moving at an incredibly, rapid clip. The friction of his cock against her tits must have been fantastic, Julie decided, for she knew that any moment he would come, shooting his gism right over Mrs. Norton's straining face.

Then, she heard him calling out, faint but still intelligible. He was moaning, crying, "Fuck, fuck, harder, harder. I'm gonna shoot, lady. I'm gonna cream all over you. Lick it, suck on it, oh shit motherfucker, now!" he roared, stiffening and convulsing on top of her.

Spasms went through his body and Julie saw his cock throbbing and pulsating fiercely between the woman's large fleshy jugs then, as she watched with her eyes glued open, she saw a thick shower of milky white come begin to spurt out of the heat of Jose's dong. Come gushed out, flying into the air and splattering Mrs. Norton's face. She began to lick it up, sucking on the crown of the thick boyish cock and swallowing his cream as fast as it spurted out of his wildly ejaculating pecker.

And when she bent all the way forward, sucking in the entire throbbing length of his penis, he threw his hands up in the air and let out a wild cry of lust. Mrs. Norton continued to suck and tongue the boy's rod, draining and milking him dry of come. Finally, Jose pulled away from her and without saying another word, hurried to pull on his clothes.

Julie moved away quickly, afraid that they would catch her and find out that she had been watching everything that had been going on inside the greenhouse. She took a final glance back, however, and found herself staring into the dark coal-like eyes of the Mexican.

His expression did not betray her, but she was sure that he had seen her face and that he knew she had been a. witness to his maddened sexual encounter with his father's employer.

That night at dinner, she scanned the faces which sat around the family board. Mr. Norton looked calm and dignified, and his wife seemed almost haughty and quite above it all. As for William, he slupred his soup and kept his eyes on Julie's tits, making her feel uneasy. In fact, she felt someone tickling her foot, but she couldn't bring herself to bend down, under any pretext, to find out who was playing with her.

She just kept thinking that sooner or later something would have to happen, for she couldn't take going without a cock and a good penetrating fuck for too much longer.

Thankfully, so she told Skip later, it all fell into place the day before he was due to come in from Reno and take her out for the afternoon, since she had half a day off and only worked until noon on Saturday.

It was on Friday and William had complained of. a stomach ache. So Julie had excused him from his schoolwork early, allowing him to go to his room and take a nap. She thought he looked a trifle flushed, but little did she imagine that his reddened face and glowing eyes were signs of excitement and not indigestion.

An hour or so later, having nothing better to do and remembering Skip's description of how Cicily had fondled his hard-on, Julie decided to look in on the boy, if you can can an eighteen year old a boy, and see how he was feeling. But when she came to the door of his room, she heard laughter and giggling and knew, almost immediately, that something highly sexual was going on behind the door.

But she didn't know who was with him and never would have had she not remembered that there was a bathroom between William's bedroom and the one right next to it,' currently empty and used for overnight guests.

Accordingly, she slipped down the hall, opened the door to the guest bedroom and closed it behind her. Then, she opened the second door that led to the bathroom adjoining her pupil's room. Crouching down, she pressed her face to the empty keyhole and looked inside.

After what she had already witnessed, Julie literally expected anything. For all she knew, William was carrying on with the little Mexican girl, or maybe with his mother, or anyone else for that matter. But when she took a look, she nearly lost her balance and had to grab hold of the door knob to keep from falling to the floor.

For there on the bed, writhing about in complete sexual abandon, was none other than Jose the gardener's lusty son and her pupil, William Norton!

She just couldn't believe it and pressed her eye to the keyhole, excited and shocked beyond her wildest dreams. They were cavorting on the bed, completely caught up in their sexual excitement. Having never seen two males together in bed, Julie found it difficult to believe.

At first, she felt sickened, but then, her own sense of physical desire and unsatisfied sexual hunger began to get the best of her. Both of the youngsters were completely naked, Jose's dark swarthy skin making a pleasing contrast to young William' ivory white and boyish flesh. And while Jose had an abundant pubic bush and thick clumps of dark black hair under his arms, Willian was virtually hairless except for a sparse fleecy covering of light brown pubic curls which stood out around his young erect pecker.

They both had hard-ons and were lying on their backs. Jose was fondling William's stiff little pecker, while Julie's student was toying and manipulating his friend's larger and thicker penis. It was enough to make her come, right then and there.

Here she was, witness to the secret sexual antics of two handsome, well-made and rather horny young boys. Julie could almost taste them and her cunt burned and itched feverishly. Unable to control her longings, she once again reached under her skirt for yet another time, hoping to ease her discomfort and physical hunger by playing with herself as she watched the spectacle of the two youths unfolding before her very eyes.

William's fingers flew up and down, twisting around the thick shaft of Jose's hard and rigid penis. And Jose rotated his palm over the smooth rounded head of his friend's cock, making William toss about from side to side; an expression of lust and mounting excitement showing on his unlined and innocent face. "What do you want to do next?" Julie heard her pupil say to the gardener's sturdy virile son.

"You know what turns me on," Jose said with a leer. "I want to get right up inside your ass and fuck the shit out of you, amigo."

Both of them began to giggle and Antonio suddenly reached out and rolled William over on his belly, exposing two tight dimpled asscheeks the color of ivory. William's bottom, in Julie's estimation, was lean and perfectly proportioned, nice enough to eat.

At that moment, she wouldn't have minded getting her tongue right down between the tight little crevice, eating out the boy's asshole and enjoying every penetrating suck and taste of his marvelously seductive bottom. And as she watched, she saw Jose spit into the palm of his hand as William looked back and smiled, watching his friend rubbing spittle up and down over the shaft and head of his cock He got it nice and lubricated until it glistened and then looked at the younger boy. "You're gonna love it," he promised, brandishing his thick and stubby young tool with one hand.

Then, bracing himself, he got up behind William, pushing the boy's knees up as he held his head in his hands, looking back with curiosity and excitement. William's ass stuck out and Jose spread apart the smooth white globes, exposing the inside of his crevice.

Julie looked a the tight little brown hole, all puckered and corrugated, perfectly naked and almost hairless. William said nothing and the older boy aimed and shoved forward. She watched the round blood-engorged head of his manly weapon slipping between Jonathan's asscheeks, sliding right up until it banged against his hole.

Then, Jose shoved forward as William cried out, "You're in!" he screamed, feeling the other boy's cock right up inside his rectum. Julie could still see half of it exposed and with another forceful lunge forward, Jose managed to bury the entire length of his thick cock deep inside the youngster's tight hot bottom.

Staying in place for a moment, he waited until William begged for more, calling out, "Fuck me! Give it to me, Jose. Ram it in. Pack my shit in, harder! Oh, make me come again, please!" he begged, highly excited.

Julie shivered involuntarily, trying to work her rounded fist up between the wise gaping lips of her twat. Her juices were streaming down as she watched Jose gathering together like a coiled spring. He held onto William's waist and began to hump in and out of his ass, pulling his cock nearly all the way out before he rammed it in again.

His, rhythm was steady and she stared as his penis disappeared inside of the other boy's well-stretched and cock-filled bottom. Harder and harder he worked, hammering his penis in and out with a growing ferocity. His expression betrayed his lust, for he had a wild gleam in his eyes and seemed to drill into the boy's ass, his dong working at breakneak speed.

Julie thought that William, for an eighteen year old, was pretty-sophisticated. But then she realized his parents were just as unusual, so it really didn't surprise her. He kept calling out, wanting Jose to go even deeper, to move faster and with greater impact.

She could see, now that he was up on his knees, how her student's young cock stood straight out in the air, pulsating and throbbing, wavering from side to side. Jose reached around, moistened his, hand and began to massage his friend's pecker while he pounded his way down into William's ass. Jerking the youngster's dong up and down, he smiled as William screamed out in a frenzy of lust and erotic delight.

"Yes, more. Give me more. Shit; it feels so good, so tight. Keep fucking me. Harder, give it to me, more. All of it, all of it!" he cried out with joy as Jose never let up, drilling in and out with an amazing speed.

Jose moaned between his clenched teeth, calling his friend the most vile names Julie had ever heard, telling him exactly how he felt. "Yes my little pansy. It feels so hot, so tight you sweet little mama's boy, you cute little cock sucker. I love the way you move your muscles around my cock, because I know you love to have it in you. Don't you, William? And afterwards, since you love my meat so much, I'm going to stuff it in your mouth, sugar. I'm going to ram it right between your lips just like I'm ramming it into your butt. And you're going to blow me, little one. You're going to swallow my come, won't you?"

"Yes, anything, Jose," Julie heard the boy reply. "Anything you want. Just keep fucking me. It feels so hot, so good. I'm going to shoot. Keep playing with my cock and make me come."

She listened, absolutely flabbergasted. It was obvious to her that what she saw was more than mere boyish experimentation. It was apparent that William was allowing Jose the privilege of getting inside his bottom, and this certainly wasn't the first or even the second time they had done it.

Her fist hammered and jabbed at her crotch, spreading the cunt lips wide, almost to the breaking point. She wanted to fill her pussy with hard throbbing meat, manflesh, cock. She needed it so badly that she was determined and resolved to get her way, no matter what.

"I'm coming, coming!" Jose suddenly cried out, his round wrinkled sac-darker and hairier than any other part of his body -banging against William's upraised bottom. Whack, whack, whack, it sounded and Julie kept hearing the noises of their fucking as Jose slammed in and out ever faster, his balls batting again and again, making loud ringing sounds as he pumped harder, burying his meat all the way up to the root.

William suddenly screamed out as well. "Do it. Now! I'm shooting, oh shit, I'm coming. Coming!" he yelled, moaning and panting madly as she saw his young stubby cock spurt, his cream flying out and drenching Jose's tightly grasping hand.

Then, still jerking off the younger boy, Jose kept drilling in with short rapid and jabbing pokes, so fast that Julie could barely see his cock moving in and out of the younger boy's bottom. Finally, he shivered allover and broke out in a sweat.

William moaned as his cock dribbled the last thick droplets of come and just -then, Jose reached his climax. Julie's fist went up inside her pussy, squeezing her clit between two fingers as she watched the handsome swarthy Mexican youth coming, shooting his load and spurting his cream into William's tight dimpled bottom.

She thought it was incredible, just incredible the way he came. He was a animal once again, raw sexual energy making his skin gleam, shining in the light. Shivering and roaring, Julie heard the older boy bellowing like a wounded animal, keeping his cock in all the way up to the hilt, his pubic bush frictioning up against William's naked and hairless white ass.

William whimpered and fell forward and Jose clung to him, unable to move, unwilling to pull his cock out into the open. He kept it in for several more minutes, saying nothing, trying to catch his breath. Then he pulled his wet and reeking tool out of William's ass and fell over on his side, breathing deeply, his face flushed from his maddened physical exertions. "Did you like that?" he asked.

William looked at him and licked his lips. "You know how much I love to have your cock inside my butt. It makes me go crazy, honest." Fondly, he reached out and began to stroke the youth's limp reeking pecker.

Julie felt dizzy, slightly nauseous and physically disturbed. Her fist had stopped moving, almost of its own accord. She pulled it out and her cunt lips closed in on themselves as she gripped the bathroom door with one hand, knowing what she had to do next.

She felt it was inevitable, something she couldn't control. Picturing all she had seen and heard, she remembered the sight of Mr. Norton slamming his massive thick penis in and out of the Mexican girl's snatch. She recalled with a shudder of physical hunger how Mrs. Norton had stuffed her mouth full of Jose's thick stubby cock and she saw once again, the two boys, one sodomizing the other, tossing and sobbing with uninhibited physical delight.

Julie felt that she couldn't wait any longer, that it was impossible to contain herself a second more. She didn't understand why neither Mr. Norton, nor Jose, nor William for that matter, had not made advances, had not included her in their wild and carefree erotic romps.

But whatever the reasons, she wasn't going to sit back and wait, hoping for the best. She needed to get fucked and she couldn't wait until tomorrow when Skip would come to take her out for the afternoon. She had to get plowed until she came and shivered and creamed with joy and she wasn't about to put it off another second.

Holding her breath and gathering up her reserve of courage and nerve, she grabbed hold of the doorknob and flung it open, stepping inside the boy's bedroom and slamming the door closed behind her. William was leaning over, sucking on Jose's cock. It had already gotten hard and it was filling his mouth to the bursting point.

"Isn't that cute!" Julie said in an angry voice. Isn't that a pretty picture. What should we call it, boys? 'Improving Mexican American relations'!" she added with sarcasm.

Both boys turned white and cowered on the bed, not knowing what to do. They said nothing and Julie stood with her hands on her hips, glaring down at them, trying not to stare too hard at their handsome young bodies and their lovely cocks rising up in the air. "Aren't you ashamed of yourselves?" she asked them, noting how Jose stared at her sullenly, far less put off or embarrassed than William.

"You mustn't tell them!" William suddenly blurted out in a weak and frightened voice. "They'd kill me, for sure!"

"Indeed," she replied smugly. "And suppose you tell me why I should keep my mouth shut, William."

He tried to cover his naked cock with the palm of his hand, looking at Julie blankly. "She wants to know what's in it for her, stupid," Jose told his friend, glancing back at Julie and tossing his black hair over his forehead. "Why don't you come a little closer, lady? Then we'll tell you all about it."

That was exactly what Julie had in mind. She moved over to the edge of the bed, trying to conceal her growing excitement. Wanting to reach out and touch them, she held herself back, her hands in her lap. But the idea, the very notion of having two boys at once fired up her imagination and made her cunt itch even more in anticipation of what might occur.

Suddenly, Jose reached out and ran the back of his hand over her cheek, smiling at her with narrowed and almost maniacal eyes. She felt leery and strangely afraid of him. For though he had the body of a child and the cock of a teenager, he seemed to have the sexual sophistication of an older man. She just didn't know what to expect from him, but she allowed him to caress her cheek as he swiftly reached out with his other hand and began to unbutton her blouse.

Offering no resistance, she leaned closer and he pressed his wide, sensual, parted lips up to hers, suddenly flinging her down on her back and thrusting his tongue deep inside her mouth. Julie began to relax and kissed his lips while the boy's tongue curled in and out of her mouth, brushing, grazing and fondling her lips and tongue.

Meanwhile, William had crawled around and she felt his hands moving slowly up her calves, pulling her shoes off and beginning to massage her legs. He kept inching higher and higher as Jose held her rigid on e bed, smashing his lips against hers, breathing deeply and tonguing her with a delicious velvety and slick embrace.

Julie was conscious of both of them and she stretched out; her body tingling as William rubbed the tips of his eager boyish fingers over her legs, pushing the bottom of her skirt up and exposing her supple thighs. At the same time, Jose moved down and sucked on her chin and then her neck, his tongue and the tips of his front teeth nibbling on her flesh while his fingers tried to undo the buttons on her blouse.

She didn't move, letting them do all the work as first the top button was undone and then the second and then the third. Jose pulled apart the folds of her blouse and ogled her tits, still encased in the white lace brassiere she wore in the Norton home, unsure if they would approve if she went around without one, as she usually did.

William, she noted, appeared to be getting more and more turned on. She wondered if he had ever had a woman, for his excitement and growing lust was obvious as his cock throbbed and jerked up and down between his thighs. He leaned forward and licked her thighs, sticking his tongue along the inside of each of them and trying to undo her garters before pulling down her nylons.

Getting them off gave him no trouble and Jose removed Julie's blouse, reaching behind her to unhook her bra. She felt as if she was being raped, being prepared for a gangbang and the idea of being handled and manipulated and made to perform for these two hot-blooded virile youths filled her to the very quick.

Already, she could feel her juices readying inside her pussy, trickling slowly down the sex-starved cock-hungry walls of her vagina. Then, with a forceful tug, Jose pulled off her bra and gasped with pleasure at the sight of her lush naked boobs. His mouth literally flew to her tits as he began to suck and nibble on her nipples. Tossing and turning from side to side, Julie was unable to control her physical excitement.

And at the same time, working like a well trained synchronous pair, William undid the buttons of her skirt and she lifted herself a little ways off the bed so that he would be able to pull it down over her hips. He tugged and the skirt slipped off. Then, throwing it down on the floor, he pressed an eager hand over the shadow of her mons, her pubic mound visible behind the tightly stretched material of her nylon undies.

Julie reached up and began to rub Jose's back as he tongued and sucked on her breasts, stuffing more and more of her succulent tit-flesh into his mouth. He made loud' slurping noises with his hungry lips, rubbing his nose over her flesh, sucking on her nipples as if they were pieces of delicious candy.

Further down on the bed, William had inched his fingers underneath her panties and he was slowly lowering them down over Julie's hips, exposing more and more of her pussy. She looked down at him and was pleased to note his excitement;

In fact, she took one look at William and wanted to suck on his cock right then and there. But she decided to hold off for the time being and see what would happen. A few minutes later, Jose pulled away from her tits and turned his head around. He stared down between Julie's legs and pushed William aside, grabbing hold of her panties and yanking them right off with a loud piercing snap.

She was completely naked, every part of her body exposed to their avid and animal glances. They stared at her as if she was a, prize, a choice morsel and then Jose slid down on the bed an flung his face between her legs. She lifted them up and over his shoulders, letting him wiggle hotly down to her snatch, sticking out his tongue and licking the ragged-edged outer lips of her hot and itching pussy.

"Oh yes, Sugar," she told him in a hoarse and excited whisper. "Eat me. Suck on it, suck on my cunt and play with my clit. Do it, baby. Make me come in your mouth." Then, Julie stretched languidly, prepared for all and anything.

Chapter 7

She was rolling from side to side as she felt Jose's hot raspy tongue lashing across her twat, nibbling and tonguing her deliciously. Then, he pulled apart the front lobes of her pussy and his fingers and her clitoris popped out from its bed of cunt-flesh.

Taking it between his lips, Jose sucked it right up inside his mouth, chewing on it and rubbing his tongue and lips up and down the shaft and button-like knob of her little erect clitoris.

Julie saw that William was watching every move his friend made. His expression was one of rapt attention and she motioned him to come over and straddle her while his friend sucked on her muff. Sitting up on her chest, William smiled at her. She could fee his little bottom flattening against her tits and his cock was just inches away from her thirsty mouth.

"Move up a little, closer," she told him hotly, anxious to taste his hard-on, to feel his cock throbbing inside her mouth.

William leaned forward and shoved his hips towards her. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, swabbing the smooth round little head of the boy's sturdy pecker. Licking circles around his pisshole, she was pleased to see and feel him shivering as he began to hump into her, trying to force more and more of his juicy young meat down inside her throat.

"Give it to me," Julie told him. "I want to taste you, all of you. I want to stuff my mouth full with your cock."

Her words apparently made him even more excited, for he shoved forward with great energy and determination, stuffing every last inch of his pole into her mouth. It hit the back of her throat and she almost gagged, but she started sucking right away, moving her head back and forth. Her nose grazed against his pubic bush and she smelled his sharp sweaty odor. It made her dizzy and her loins began to heat up with an unquenchable fire.

William turned back to look at his friend, whose mouth was moving rapidly and his tongue darting in and out of the folds of Julie's vagina. He sucked and lapped quickly until she shivered, feeling spasms of raw lust coursing through her body and making her head swim.

She realized that it was more than she had bargained for, much more than she had hoped for or even expected. Lifting her legs higher, even as she sucked on William's hard erect penis, she let Jose wiggle underneath her as he licked his way down her vaginal furrow, moving into the hot damp crevice between the cheeks of her ass.

Raising her legs, she trembled as he scraped his tongue down her furrow, his obvious anal tastes finding complete fulfillment as he licked around her puckered asshole before trying to push his face forward, his tongue right up inside her rectum. Shoving hard with his mouth and the tip of his tongue, Julie felt the boy easing into the hot dry confines of her rectum.

She gasped with pleasure as she felt his probing hot tongue slipping all the way in, pumping in and out quickly as she worked on William's cock, sliding her lips and tongue over the ivory-white shaft and jiggling his young tight balls with the palm of her hand.

Julie was so turned on, so physically aroused, that she was in a daze. She was conscious only of pleasure, the excitement and erotic delight which engulfed her, overwhelming her senses and making her a victim of her undeniable passion and strong sexual drive.

Suddenly, Jose pulled away and grabbed William by the shoulders. He flung him off her and his cock plopped out of her mouth as she allowed the older youth to move her over on her side. But before that, he climbed up to the head of the bed and leered down at her, his massive thick cock poised inches from her mouth.

Julie wasn't averse to sucking on his thick young dick and she opened her mouth, accepting his gift as he pushed it right inside her throat. She had a hard time getting her lips around it as he pushed his hips back and forth, humping into her mouth and smiling at her, twisting her nipples between his fingers until her skin glowed with the pure joy of her rising delight.

While she blew him, sniffing his musky masculine scent and fondling his nuts at the same time, those marvelously heavy furry balls which hung pendulously between his legs, William moved down to her pussy and picked where Jose had so abruptly left off.

Licking and sponging her cunt with his mouth, he sucked hard and kept her clit buried inside his hot wet mouth. Julie began to shove her hips and pubic mound forward as Jose glanced back and forth, taking in everything that was happening on the bed.

"Shit, man, get down there and make her cream," he told his friend. "She just loves to be eaten out. Suck on it, William. It's your first taste of pussy, "so get a fucking mouthful, kiddo."

Julie's suspicions were realized. She knew that William was still, technically, a virgin and she was determined to change that before the afternoon would be over. Jose looked down at her, laughing.

"Take it all the way in," he told her. "You sure do give an A-one blow joy, lady. I got big plans for you. Big fat plans," and his pointed to his cock and kept on laughing.

His very cruelty and rough arrogant manner excited Julie even more. Plowing into her mouth, he didn't care if he was choking her and she reached around and grabbed hold of his ass, pinching his buttocks roughly to give him a taste of his own medicine. But Jose seemed to enjoy her violent caresses as she kept squeezing his bottom, kneading the tight thinly furred flesh with her fingers.

Slowly, she edged up to his crevice, hoping to jab a finger right up inside his asshole. Instead of flinching or pulling back, as she had expected, the boy stayed where he was, moving his cock swiftly, in and out of her wet sucking mouth.

When he made no move to stop her, Julie pushed forward and dived down into his anal chink. It was thinly haired and incredibly hot. She felt the folds and tight little swirling puckers of his asshole. Although she doubted that William had ever fucked him, she still thought that a person with such strong anal taste wouldn't be able to resist a little finger fucking.

And that was precisely what she went on to do. She shoved forward and Jose winced as her fingernail pushed right into the middle of his hole. But he didn't pull her hand away. So she shoved once again and this time her middle finger, up to the first knuckle, slipped right inside his wonderfully hot tight bottom.

Julie guided it all the way in, tickling and massaging the boy's prostate gland as he moaned with pleasure, whimpering and plunging recklessly down into her mouth while his young friend sucked on her hairy muff with a growing expertise.

William, she realized, was a fast learner. But she didn't want either of the boys to come until she had really satisfied her physical appetites. So after a few more minutes of cocksucking, cunt eating and finger fucker, she pushed Jose away from her and told William to get over on his side.

He did exactly what she asked, his cock right up against her wet and glistening pussy as she rolled over and faced the youngster. Julie moved a little closer and he rubbed the head of his dick across her slit, parting her cunt lips as he tried to wedge his cock right inside them. He frictioned her clit with a fabulous up-and-down motion and she grew quickly impatient, wanting everything he had between his legs.

Seizing hold of his cock with one hand, Julie moved forward and thrust it right inside her gaping twat. Then, he held her by the shoulders and rammed his pole all the way in. With one smooth and unbroken thrust he managed to impale her, burying every last luscious inch of his young hot cock deep inside her pussy.

Clamping her cunt muscles around the sensitive skin of his cock-shaft, she held him in place. Her ass was pushed out and Jose soon realized what was expected of him. "Hold still," Julie said to William, savoring the warmth and pressure of his cock filling up her hole.

It was the first cock to reach inside her pussy in over a week and she couldn't wait until he would start to pump his rod in and out, enjoying the first fuck she had ever had with someone her junior.

But she waited patiently as Jose guided his massive penis between the fleshy cheeks of her plump delectable bottom. He gripped her around the waist and plowed her ass with a rough and eager motion. Julie gasped out, pain and pleasure mingling for the instant as Jose plunged forward once again, drilling his cock all the way inside her ass. He was separated from his friend's hot dick by the thin divisional membrane separating her vagina from her rectum.

"I can feel William's cock right next to me," he moaned. "Shit, it feels fantastic, so hot and tight." He told his friend to move together with him and soon they were both plunging in and out of her holes at the same rate.

They shoved their cocks in madly, excitedly and pulled them out slowly, easing out their meat almost to the head before plunging inside her once again. Julie was wedged between the two madly humping youngsters, her arms around them, hugging and embracing the boys as they pistoned into her faster and faster.

It was the most incredible experience she had ever had. Never had she experienced two cocks at once. They went into her with a reckless abandon that left her breathless, plunging and rolling from side to side before pulling out and hammering in again.

"Give it to me!" she cried out. "More, more. Fuck me, harder. Come, let's all come, together, together you little cocksucking fuckers!"

She was writhing and moaning, shaking this way and that as she felt the impact of both sturdy young penises hammering into her. Her ass was stretched wide to accommodate Jose's thick cock and as for her cunt, her vaginal muscles fluttered, clenching and unclenching around William's thinner but still delightful tool.

Julie felt every sensation, every feeling doubled and magnified. Every shiver of lust was increased by the two-fold attack. They were all sweating, reaching around to play with each others' asses at the same time. She saw Jose shoving two eager fingers right up inside the beautiful little heaving cheeks of William's bottom.

As for her pupil, he grew lewder and more obscene by the moment. Julie watched him trying to fist-fuck his friend. And when that didn't work, Jose wrenching his hand away and saying that it gave him too much pain, William shoved one finger inside the older youth's asshole and jabbed it in and out quickly, relishing the idea of taking his friend's bottom, even if it was only with his finger.

Shoving their hot juicy cocks into her until she thought she would either explode or faint from the pleasure, Julie realized that her orgasm was fast approaching. Her climax was taking hold of her, shaking and throttling her on the bed as she kept moaning, begging them to fuck her, to fuck her forever and ever. She couldn't contain herself any longer and finally, it happened.

"Yes, now, now. I'm coming. Oh, hold me, fuck me, harder, harder!" she begged, nearly incoherent as they both plunged in and out, gasping for breath as her climax took hold of her and she felt her cunt getting mushy and filled with juice. And just as Julie reached the peak of her pleasure, Jose and William both seemed to come, one right after the other.

“Wow, wow!" William yelled. "My cock is exploding. My come, my come is spurting out into her, so good, good… " and he trailed off as she felt his penis throbbing, pulsating inside her pussy and cascading thick wads of salty cream down her hot wet snatch.

William shivered and sobbed, gritting his teeth as she heard his breath rattling in his chest. His cock was literally darting around inside of her and she clamped her muscles tightly around his hose, holding him in and milking him dry. And just as the boy seemed to quiet down, she felt Jose battering against her ass, harder and harder.

His plunges and forward thrusts made her bones shake and he screamed out that he was going to shoot his load. "Hold on, lady!" he told her hotly. "Here comes holy shit what a fucking tight ass. I'm coming. Oh shit I'm creaming, now for shit sakes!" he roared, snorting like a bull as she felt a something balm washing over her ass, bathing the walls of her battered rectum with a thick and creamy spray.

Jose plunged in until Julie felt his crisp pubic hairs against her skin a then he held himself there as he shivered and clutched her tits, coming and writhing on the bed, caught up in the exaggerated and overheated throes of his climax..

She had never seen a boy get so excited before. Jose was powerless in the grip of his moment of physical satisfaction and he hung onto her, unable to do anything but moan and whimper as he kept coming, his legs twitching and his cock jerking around inside her body, spurting out great thick wads of boyish semen which cascaded along the tight walls of her ass and dripped down over his shaft and around her well-stretched anal hole.

It was a few minutes later when both of them began to grow limp. They were still inside of her, resting their reeking come smeared tools in her ass and her cunt, when the door to William's bedroom suddenly opened. Standing in the threshold with a livid expression on her face was none other than Mrs. Norton.

She screamed like a maniac, but July knew women well enough to realize that Mrs. Norton was probably more infuriated seeing her young stud, Jose, than anything else. For his cock was still up in her ass and then, seeing her son with his pecker still buried inside the rich folds of her pussy, Mrs. Norton nearly went berserk.

"You degenerate!" she screamed at Julie, her face turning red as she stamped her feet on the floor and William crawled off the bed, turning his back to his mother as he pulled on his trousers.

"You sick filthy thing," and she trailed off as her husband came running, aroused by the sound of his wife's loud ranting and raving.

Seeing the young tutor in bed with the gardener's son and his own boy barefooted and bare-chested, obviously part of the menage, Mr. Norton smiled, winked at Julie and led his wife out of the room. She grabbed her clothes, got dressed and hurried back to her bedroom, getting her things together.

She told Skip everything that had happened as they headed out to California. The divorce was settled and now it was only a question of formalities. After listening to Julie's story for the better part of an hour, the older man could no longer contain himself.

"It follows you, doesn't it?" he asked slyly.

"What?"

"Sex," he said simply. "Wherever you 'go, sex follows."

Julie laughed and pushed her tits in his face with a smartass giggle. Skip was not expecting the sudden sexual sensation of her large ripe boobs pressed against him. As soon as he felt her edging closer, he turned into a narrow dirt road, hoping for a little privacy. Immediately, Julie pressed her mouth against his and he felt her tongue exploring beyond his lips, dipping into his mouth and searching out the inside of his cheeks.

He felt the sudden rush of desire swelling up in his body and his cock began to grow hard inside his trousers.

Gently, he put his arms around her and pulled her against him as they lay on the front seat, kissing and tonguing until his penis was thick and rigid, unable to stop pulsating, he was so excited and physically aroused.

Julie could feel the pressing bulge of his cock as they lay wrapped in each other's arms. Her legs straddled his and her pelvis started to grind slowly down against him as he kept his hands around her neck, his raspy tongue sliding in and out from between her lips.

Finally, she pulled away from him. Her nipples stood out in rigid excitement and Skip reached forward and cupped her breasts with his hands. He felt the weight of them in his palms and pinched the large ripe little fingers between his hands. "Outside," he motioned and he got out of the car as she led him a little ways into the woods.

"Get undressed," Julie said, looking at him intently.

Skip watched her taking off her clothes. His eyes focused on the heavy bush between her legs as he stripped quickly, feeling a little foolish as she gave a little giggle when his hard-on popped out into view, thick and rigid, bobbing between his hairy thighs like a tree caught in a storm.

"You haven't changed either, I see," she told him, still smiling, extending her arms out as he threw himself down on top of her, burying his lips in the hollow of her shoulder and rubbing his cock back and forth across her pussy. Julie tightened her thighs together, holding Skip's penis in place.

His prick was quivering as he moved back and forth, pumping against the soft skin along the inside of each thigh. And every time he stroked, the upper side of his cockshaft rubbed against her hairy furrow, sending shivers of excitement racing through him.

Skip's hands went to her tits and he massaged the flesh gently, enjoying the smooth feel and weight of Julie's ripe boobs. Hearing a soft moan escaping from between her lips he moved with her as she began to arch her hips up off the ground.

Sliding his other hand down over her belly, he rested it in the thick curls of her pubic hair. One finger probed along the split between the lips of her pussy and Julie opened her thighs wide as he kept stroking her gash, sliding his finger gently and easily between the outer folds of her vulva.

Her box was getting juicier and his middle finger found the entrance to her hole and pressed inside. "Shit, yes, how nice," she whispered to him as she felt Skip moving his finger in circles in and out of her hairy muff. At the same time, she reached down and grasped his cock, pleased that it was so hard and firm.

Gently, she stroked it up and down, making him shudder as she decided what she wanted the man to do then, she pushed him away, leaned back and raised her legs, gripping her ankles high above her head so that Skip gazed down at both of her holes, seeing her hairy brown asshole looking him straight in the eye.

He knew what was expected of him before Julie said, "Rim me, darling. Eat my ass out until it's nice and wet, all ready for you. And then I want to feel your cock going right inside, burying all the way in."

He nestled down between her upraised thighs, sticking out his tongue and lashing it hotly across her anal crevice. It tasted musky, hot and damp and he probed further, slipping his tongue in and out of the little creased and puckered folds of her bottom.

He could tell by her sobs that she was pleased and the more he pistoned his tongue into her ass, the more excited she got. He chewed on her pubic hairs and reached up with one hand, grinding his fist down between the lips of her pussy.

When Julie had mentioned that she had done this to herself at the ranch, Skip couldn't wait until he would be able to try it out. Now, he took the opportunity and spread apart the ragged-edged flaps of cuntflesh, his entire fist slipping in and out of the entrance to her vagina, wedging itself tightly up against the walls of her snatch.

"Oh yes, yes," she told him, encouraging him even more. "Stick it in, Skip. Put your fist in all the way. It's like a cock, it's so nice and thick so big around. Push it in harder, harder!"

He shoved forward and his entire fist, up to the wrist, suddenly moved into her hole as she screamed out, clutching at his body as he began to piston his fist in and out of her pussy, all the while licking and tonguing her anus until it dripped with his spittle."

"Yes, do it, now, do it now," she begged. "Fuck me, fuck me hard, right up into my butt."

Keeping his fist in place, grinding it around and feeling the slick inner folds of her vagina getting juicy as he rotated his thick curled fingers in and out of her hole, Skip crouched down in front of her, guiding his rigid tumescent penis right into place.

Then, taking careful aim, he pushed his hips forward, looking down between his grizzly thighs as the head of his enormous hard cock slipped right up into place. It pushed apart the folds of her asshole, lodging inside her rectum as she screamed out, begging him to continue, to give her all of it.

His fist slammed into her pussy and as she felt the wild sensation of her cunt begin stretched and pounded against, she closed, her eyes, delighting in the feel of Skip's lovely thick cock moving slowly down inside of her ass.

Suddenly, he pulled his fist out of her cunt, grabbed her legs and got slowly to his feet, pulling her up against his stiff rod until his cock was buried all the way inside of her and he was holding her suspended, half off the ground.

"How does that feel?" he asked, standing above her as she wrapped her legs around his waist and looked up, amazed to see his cock buried all the way into her bottom.

"Wow, too much. It feels fantastic," she admitted, urging him on.

Skip held her up in place and began to piston into her, slamming his cock in and out as he stood on his feet, looking down between their legs to the sight of her dripping hot pussy and his own cock throbbing violently as he plugged her asshole.

It was tight and deep and he maneuvered himself until he could feel his nuts battering against her upraised ass and he could see nothing but his pubic bush between the cheeks of her bottom.

Julie was ready to come, then and there.

"Oh cock, oh shit, do I love the way your cock feels. I t moves so well, Skip. Keep it going, in and out, bang it, hammer it in, fill me you stud, fill me!"

She was nearly delirious from the pleasure and worked her sphincter muscles tightly around his cockshaft until he thought his pecker would burst. Any moment he was going to come and he kept lunging forward, plowing into her butt as he felt the tight dryish walls of her rectum searing and scraping against the sensitive blood engorged skin of his penis.

Harder and faster he rammed into her until he saw juice trickling down her legs and knew that she was coming, even when he couldn't reach out and touch her pussy. Holding her legs up so that she was almost resting on her shoulder blades, he swore hotly and pounded away until, at last, he felt his nuts contracting and his come getting ready to flow.

"Hold on!" he screamed out to her. "I'm shooting, shit it's so hot, so tight. Coming. Coming, you hot-blooded fucking bitch cunt motherfucker, so hot, so tight, not!" he babbled as his jism flew up the length of his hose, drenching her asshole as his cock battered in and out and he sprayed his load, thick and creamy, into the farthest depths of her bowels.

Julie was shaking and whimpering on the ground as she felt the older man reaching his orgasm. She loved the way he held onto her and the very novelty, the originality of the position, inflamed her senses. She was still coming when his cock began to grow limp and it was many minutes before she could quiet down, even when he pulled his pecker out and threw his face down between her legs, lapping and sucking eagerly on her dripping snatch.

"Yes, yes, eat me. Suck on it! More, more!" she screamed as he ate her out lustily, nibbling on her clit until he had brought her to yet another tumultuous and searing orgasm.

Afterwards, they lay nestled in each other's arms. Finally, Skip suggested that they get dressed and head back to the car, they still had a lot of miles to cover before they would reach the Coast. Reluctantly, Julie got to her feet, leaning down to plant a single fleeting kiss right on the head of Skip's thick dangling penis.

But, Julie could not forget what had just happened.

It had been, she realized, more than mere sex. There had been love involved and as one mile followed another, the conviction grew that Skip was someone she could no longer live without.

They had been traveling for over an hour when Julie reached out.and touched his thigh. She turned to him and spoke for what seemed to her to be the first time, the first moment of pure and unadulterated honesty together.

"I'm glad… I'm glad I'm with you, Skip. I think I want to be with you for a long, long time. If you want me, that is."

He looked at her, believing what she was saying for the first time. There was something in her voice that was totally honest, totally real. He ran his fingers through her hair.

The miles piled up, drawing them closer and closer to California, separating them from any past memories of unhappiness. And without saying anything else, they both seemed to know that they were headed towards a new life and a new home for themselves. Not because there was something better about California, something that was particularly right for them, but because they instinctively felt that they could pick up and start building their lives again, no longer obsessed with running away, from themselves or each other.

They, they both knew, wasn't the answer.

"I think I'm in love with you," Julie said at last, leaning back against the seat and closing her eyes. She felt safe and secure knowing that Skip was with her, that he was going to take care of her and make her glad to be alive.

"I do too," he said in a whisper, pulling the car over to the side of the road. As soon as it stopped he took her in his arms and pressed his lips against hers. Nothing was going to stop him, nothing at all. She was his now and he wasn't ever going to lose her, not now, not ever.

Content

Bette Andrews
Hitchmiking Harlot

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7