Chapter 1
Susan Abbott rolled over in bed. She didn't know what had awakened her, but something was going on. According to the clock on her bedside table, it was just past midnight.
The fourteen-year old girl lay quietly, listening. Gradually she became aware of the sound of voices from her mother's bedroom. She rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but a deep moan made her sit upright, tense and curious.
She heard her mother moan again. Something was really going on! Susan slipped out of bed and padded to the door. She gently opened it a crack and listened.
"Ohhh, Dave, that's my lover. Eat me up, baby. Ohh, yes, eat me up ... AHHH!"
Susan had never heard her mother's voice so low and sexy. The tone made the broad stubby nipples on her little breasts stand up stiff and scrape against the soft cloth of her pajama top.
"Ummm, Dave! Oh, oh, oh ... easy, lover! Don't be so rough, or 111 ... ahhh! Ohh, yes!!"
What could they be doing? Susan looked down the short hall toward her mother's room. The door was closed and a crack of light shone under the bottom of it.
A muffled yelp made Susan jump. Goose bumps sprang out on her skin and she shivered, not knowing why.
"Ohh God, Dave, you're so fucking BIG! Ohh, yes, you big bastard ... stuff me, Dave. Stuff it all the way in ... ahhh!"
Her mother's voice was still low, but Susan could hear the frantic tone of joy in it. Curious beyond caution, the slim teenager tip-toed down the hall. She paused, her ear pressed against the door to her mother's room.
Now the sounds were much more distinct. She could hear a rhythmic squeaking. Her mother was gasping and muttering in a low tone.
"Jesus, Margot. No matter how many times we ball, you're cunt is still as tight as a vise."
Now Susan had to see what was going on. She crouched down and gently turned the door knob. She eased the door open just a crack and peered through.
She could see almost all of her mother's bed, and her eyes widened at the sight. Her mother and Dave, her current boy friend, were naked on the bed. Dave was lying on top of her, his hips moving up and down. Every time he moved down her mother made funny noises and her whole body jerked.
Susan didn't like Dave very much. He was big and strong and his hair was cut much too short for her taste. Her mother liked him though; she hadn't been dating anyone else for six months.
"Ohh, Dave! Jesus you fuck good, lover!" Her mother's voice was throaty and made Susan quiver all over.
So that was it-they were fucking! Susan watched, wide-eyed, putting sly hints, giggled confidences and unvoiced suspicions together and coming up, at last, with the right answer to all her unasked questions.
"Dave, do my breasts. They ache, Dave, please!"
Susan watched her mother cup one of her big breasts in both hands and squeeze it up to meet Dave's tongue. The nipple, as thick as Susan's thumb, thrust up like a red spike from the crinkled aureole. Dave's mouth closed over it and her mother moaned softly, holding his head against her.
Susan felt a funny warmth growing in her belly. It made her feel hollow, as though she'd had all the wind knocked out of her. It was unpleasant and exciting at the same time. She gently rubbed her stomach and was surprised how sensitive her skin was. The hollow feeling began to spread and suddenly her little breasts began aching. They felt as though they were expanding and growing harder, demanding attention.
Susan wished her mother would straighten out her legs. They were bent at the knee and from her viewpoint, Susan couldn't see Dave's hips.
"Ohh, honey, it's starting," her mother whispered happily. She lifted her feet off the bed and began moving her hips to meet Dave's thrusts.
Slowly her mother drew her legs back until they hit Dave's arms. He shifted his brace and Susan watched as her mother drew her legs back until her knees touched her shoulders, her thighs mashing her breasts out of shape.
Then Susan saw it! Sliding in and out of her mother's hair-fringed pink cunt was a thick, wet rod. It was attached to Dave's belly and beneath it was a funny-shaped sac that swung with his movements.
"Prick," Susan whispered to herself. "That's Dave's prick."
Suddenly her mother dug her fingernails into Dave's shoulders and she began to thrust against him hard. Her head jerked from side to side and she made noises Susan had never heard before. She sounded as though she were choking!
Susan began to get hot all over. This was really far out! She felt in tune with her mother, and every thrust of Dave's hips against her mother's lush body sent a tiny lance of fire through Susan's belly.
She gently reached into her pajama bottoms and touched herself, feeling the raging heat of her crotch with surprise. Her fingers set off all sorts of crazy tingles in her body, but she was nowhere near her little come button.
"Ohhh, yesss ... I'm ... commmmming...." her mother wailed softly, her face contorted with the strength of her reaction.
Dave pumped faster and Susan heard her mother's choked gasp of pleasure. The sound made the teenager shiver all over. Her body ached to be touched. She wanted to feel the same explosion inside her. Her fingers slid into her tiny cleft, stroking her come button.
The feeling was wonderful! Susan closed her eyes in reaction to the waves of pleasure rolling through her body. She began to shake, and her hand almost slipped from the doorknob.
"Ohhh, Dave ... ohh, Dave, do it ... please, honey. Do it now! I'm ready for it, Dave ... please!" her mother was pleading.
"You sure, Margot? I don't want to hurt you." Dave's bass rumble made Susan want to pee with excitement.
"Please, honey. You know I love it when you do it to me."
Dave sighed. His hand disappeared between Margot's thighs and Susan nearly squeaked with excitement.
"Don't yell, you might wake Susan," Dave cautioned.
"Ohhhhh," her mother moaned, "do it!"
Dave's arm moved and the woman under him gave a low scream of mingled pain and pleasure. His arm moved again and Susan watched her mother's body jerk in time to her cries.
"Prick! Ohh, you big fucking prick! I love it, Dave! Don't stop doing it ... don't stop! AHHH!"
Susan, her body shaking with lust, slowly closed the door. She knew if she watched them for one more second she'd try to do something, and then there'd be all kinds of hell to pay.
As she staggered down the hall, Susan heard her mother's voice again. "Please, Dave, ohh, please, lover. Pinch it again-HARDER!"
Susan moaned in sympathy. She stumbled into her room and fell on her. Hurriedly she undid her pajama top and threw it on the floor. Rolling on her back she lifted her hips and skinned her pants off and tossed them aside.
Naked, the teenager lay back, her young body trembling, demanding release.
Slowly she explored herself. Her breasts were still small, but they were very hard. The pink cones of the nipple and aerole took up nearly half the surface on each of the small, hot mounds. The nipples were so stiff they hurt, but begged to be touched.
Susan touched them gently and whimpered. Her gentle strokes only made them ache harder, and the ache was repeated between her tender thighs. She ran her hands down over the flat surface of her belly. She touched her hips lightly and moved her hands inward to the junction of her legs.
Her entire body seemed to be on fire. Even her scant cluster of pubic hair seemed hot. She played with the dark brown strands for a moment and then gently slid her hands down the insides of her thighs.
Susan's teeth began to chatter in anticipation as her fingers moved close to her little slit. She had never felt so aroused. As she gently parted the lips of her virgin cunt she was surprised by the moisture. Susan had never felt her come ooze before.
She indulged herself and lightly brushed her clitoris. The orgasm was completely unexpected. It ripped through her, arching her back and clapping her thighs together to hold her small hand in place.
"Ohhh, shit. That was far out," she murmured.
She relaxed slightly and withdrew her hand. She smelled her fingers and then, a crazy sense of lust cramping her belly, she licked her come cream off her hand. She dropped her hand to her breast and began to stroke it, pretending her wet fingers were a man's tongue.
Her nipples seemed to swell even harder than before. The wonderful ache in her breasts was echoed by tiny cramps in her belly that made her hips roll gently from side to side.
Susan began breathing faster and her heart pounded against her small rib cage. She licked her fingers and stroked her nipples again. Her legs twitched and her thighs opened, inviting her little hands to stroke her drooling cunt. She concentrated on her breasts, loving the way their hot, firm flesh resisted the frantic pressure of her eager hands.
Susan drew a deep, shaky breath and gently pinched the nipples. The pain and pleasure shafted down into her hot cunt.
Her hips bounced up and down, demanding to be touched. She tickled her belly and curled a small tuft of pubic hair around one finger, tugging it slightly. The tension moved her flesh and she could feel her hot cunny lips pop open. She stroked the outer edges of them gently and then slowly ran her finger inside, carefully avoiding her screaming come button.
"Not yet ... not yet, make it last. Ooooo, it feels so goooood!" Susan whimpered to herself.
She closed her eyes and she dreamed of Dave's thick cock. It wasn't driving into her mother. It was sliding up and down Susan's little cunny, just like her finger was now. It was getting bigger and bigger and in a minute it would bump into her screaming come button.
Susan dreamed of his cock growing, larger and larger still. She rubbed her come-soaked cunt faster and faster, not daring to go near her raging clitoris. Her little finger snagged the mouth of her tiny vagina and tugged gently, then released it and slid up, stopping just short of touching her clit. Her heels dug into the bed and her body arched, lifting her tight ass off the blankets. She began to tremble, wanting to go on and on, but her foot slipped and her arm jerked. Her fingernail slashed across the top of her hot come button, and Susan blew up.
She cried out, her ass flailing madly as she dug savagely at her crotch with both hands. Hurriedly she grabbed a breast and pinched the nipple, rolling the blood-engorged flesh between her fingers.
"Oooooh I'm coming! Fuck, ohh FUCK! Come, come, come, COME!" Susan nearly shouted as her orgasms began to rip through her.
"Shit, I love coming! Ohhh, I want ... ohh, I want MORE! I ... ohhh, shit! I want it all!!"
Susan flipped over on her stomach. She frantically grabbed her pillow and rammed it between her hot, moist thighs, humping the lumpy mound desperately.
"Uhh-ohh! Uhh-ohh!" Susan grunted in time with the frantic thrusts of her hips. Her orgasms kept building higher and higher, one after another as she sobbed with pleasure. It was too much to stand!
She rolled on her back and drove both hands between her moist thighs. Using her thumb knuckles, she brutally squeezed her come button between them, feeling the tender flesh distort under the pressure.
The girl's mouth opened, but only broken whimpers of pleasure emerged. Her thumbs pressed together again, and again Susan jerked at her spasms of pleasure. Taking a deep, shuddery breath, she ground her knuckles together.
There was a brilliant explosion of light inside her head. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she gave a strangled scream of joy.
The teenager, out cold, collapsed on her back, her thighs clamped shut over her hands, and her hands jammed against the hot surface of her wet, pulsing cunt.