Chapter 4
Friday evening at the Sutton house was its usual noisy turmoil. Phil was getting ready for his date with Carol while Beverly and Susan, laughing and shrieking, were in the process of demolishing Beverly's room.
Phi! combed his dark hair and thought about Carol. She certainly was a looker! Those big tits of hers had jiggled very invitingly, and the way her ass rolled was an open invitation for someone to fondle it. She must have been masturbating when I called, Phil thought for the twentieth time. And she got her rocks off goddam good right over the phone. That girl likes sex!
"And that's all right with me," Phil murmured to himself. Beverly's mother had felt put upon if they fucked more than twice a month. She'd walked out three years before, crying that his constant demands for sex, a fuck a week, were simply too much for her.
Phil had played the field after that. There had been a succession of girls and women who had spread their legs for him, but he suspected that Carol might really be something different.
"Daddy!" Beverly bounded into the room and dived onto the big bed.
"I can hear you, honey. I'm not deaf." Phil grinned at his daughter and then frowned. Beverly had taken her bra off and her shirt was almost compltely open. Phil could see the mounds of her breasts and the perky stubs of her nipples.
"Honey, button yourself up and put your bra back on. I don't like you bouncing all over the place like that."
Beverly laughed. She rolled on her back and took her time about doing up the buttons on her shirt.
"Daddy, can Susan sleep over?"
"Sleep over what, a volcano?" Phil grinned.
"Ooooh, daddy, stop it!" Beverly complained. "Can Susan spend the night here?"
Phil finished adjusting his tie and then nodded. "It's okay with me if it's okay with her mother. You call her up and I'll talk to her."
"Right on!" Beverly shouted as she dashed to the phone.
Phil put on his jacket and walked into the hall. He waited until Susan was through dialing her home phone number and then he took the receiver away from her.
"I'll talk to your mother, kid." Phil gave her a swat on the ass and grinned as she stuck her tongue out at him.
"Hello?"
"Mrs. Abbot? This is Phil Sutton. Susan and Beverly have entered a suicide pact and threaten to carry it out unless we agree to let Susan stay here overnight."
Margot laughed huskily. It was perfect! Susan would be gone all night. She could call Dave and ... the thought made her stroke her crotch with anticipation.
"It's all right with me if you think you can stand it, Mr. Sutton."
Phil laughed. "I'll be all right. If they get out of hand too badly, I'll beat 'em. They'll be in bed early, I can promise that."
"Then it's fine with me," Margot responded.
"Fine. I'll inform them, if I can make myself heard over the racket. Goodbye."
Phil hung up the phone and looked into Beverly's room. The two girls were sitting on the floor, flipping through a stack of records and talking excitedly.
"Okay, kids. You can have a ball. But I want you in bed before eleven. If you aren't, I shall raise several different kinds of hell when I get back. Clear?"
Beverly ran over and hugged him. "Thanks, daddy!" She rubbed against him, her legs open.
Phil ignored what she was doing and addressed her firmly. "I want you in bed and asleep when I get home. That means before eleven. If you're up, I'm really going to be angry. And put your bra back on, Beverly!"
Beverly pouted and nodded reluctantly. She wanted to leave it off, but when Phil got angry it made her insides curdle up with terror. She loved him, but she was afraid of him, too.
The girls had intended to say up late, but fatigue got the better of them. They found themselves falling asleep shortly after nine, and reluctantly got undressed and into bed, crowded close together in Beverly's narrow bed.
Shortly after eleven Phil opened the front door and quietly ushered Carol in. They stood for a moment in the hall and then Phil took her in his arms and kissed her gently.
Carol moaned deep in her throat and pressed against him, rubbing her hips against his crotch almost in a frenzy.
"I ... I've wanted your cock inside me from the instant we shook hands," she admitted in a husky voice.
Phil smiled at her. He wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her right there on the floor, but something made him hold back. Carol was definitely not the kind of girl to take advantage of.
He helped her off with her coat and admired her again. Her light dress set off her dark hair and its curves did nothing to conceal the jutting mounds of her breasts that strained the fabric.
"Am ... am I pretty enough?" Carol seemed close to tears.
Phil smiled gently and stroked her cheek. She moved against him, spreading her legs apart and making small murmurs of lust. Phil accepted the invitation of her open thighs and slowly raised his knee until it touched gently against her groin.
"Ummmmm, I want it, Phil. Give me your cock, please...." Carol fumbled for his zipper.
"Wait," Phil held her wrist gently. "Let's go in the bedroom, Carol. I don't want to wake the kids."
"Kids?"
"Susan Abbot, Beverly's best friend, is spending the night. I want to make sure they're really asleep."
Phil tip-toed to his daughter's bedroom and opened the door a crack. There was enough light from outside the window to show him that both Susan and Beverly were sound asleep. He closed the door and led Carol to the master bedroom, shutting the door behind them.
Phil turned and started to move toward her, but Carol held up her hand, stopping him. She stood by the bed, the light from the single lamp emphasizing the lush curves of her body.
"Phil, I ... I want you to really see me. I want to feel your eyes on my body before your hands touch me."
Phil nodded. He took off his coat and tie and watched quietly. Carol turned her back and her struggles with the zipper of her dress only emphasized the beautiful mounds of her ass.
Phil watched Carol pull the zipper down, exposing the sun-tanned flesh of her back, broken only by the broad white band of her bra strap. She slid the dress off her shoulders and unhooked the bra, leaning forward slightly to let the restricting garment move away from her body.
She turned, her hands cupped lightly over the thrusting mounds of her heavy tits, the nipples hidden.
"Look at me, Phil," she breathed huskily. She let her hands slide down to cup her breasts, lifting them gently.
The nipples jutted from the darker circles at the ends of the honey-colored mounds. Carol was blushing furiously and her nipples were growing larger every second.
"My breasts ache, Phil. They want to feel your mouth, but not yet. My nipples are very sensitive. I'll come if you lick them. If you squeeze my breasts hard when we fuck, I'll come harder, I always do. I've got big breasts, Phil, and they're yours. Now...." she gestured, "turn around and don't look."
Phil, his cock getting harder by the second, did as she asked.
"I know you're getting a hard-on, Phil. I can see the bulge in your pants," Phil could hear the rustle of clothing over Carol's voice. "I want you to fuck me, but first, I ... I want to tell you something. Ever since I was a little girl I've had this incredible fantasy. I undress in front of a man and expose every part of me, demonstrating what it is and how it should be used. I want to be raped with your eyes, Phil. I want to feel your eyes opening up my secret parts and raping me even before you touch me. I ... I've never done this before, Phil. I've never wanted to, until now. I want your eyes and your hands and your mouth and your prick. I want you to do ... do whatever you want to me. But first, turn around and look at me, please."
Phil turned slowly. Carol was lying naked on the bed, her knees bent slightly and her thighs open to expose her black triangle of pubic hair. Her breasts jutted up, the nipples thick and hard. The warm heavy mounds moved easily with her breathing.
"Look at my cunny, Phil." Carol's fingers pulled the lips of her vagina open to expose the moist pink flesh inside.
"I'm all wet. I want you to fuck me. I'm hot and slick inside," her fingers began manipulating herself, stroking the pink flesh. "I want to feel you stuff your prick in me and jam it deep. I like it when you're in deep. I can feel you stuffing me full ... I ... lean ... AHHH!"
Carol's hips lifted off the bed slightly as she cupped her pubic mound, rubbing frantically. She moaned deep in her throat and then sagged back on to the bed, her legs sprawled apart, her fingers feebly moving on her body.
"I ... I had a come, Phil. Now I'm really nice and gooey. You'll be able to get into me easily, but then my muscles will tighten up, and it won't be easy to get out."
Phil started to move toward the bed, but Carol shook her head.
"Not yet. There's one thing more." She lifted her legs and drew them up until her knees touched her shoulders.
She spread the cheeks of her ass apart, exposing the brown puckered circle of flesh and muscle between them.
"Phil," Carol swallowed nervously. "I ... I ... I like it here, too. I like it hard and fast so that it hurts me a little bit ... no, so it hurts me a lot. But when I get fucked in the ass, even in my dreams, 1 scream. I start screaming and coming and I can't stop. I come so much that my cunny squeezes up tight and my belly hurts. Then all of a sudden I get ... I come super-big, and when it's all over, I make funny sounds, like an animal."
Phil was ready to fall on the naked woman and fuck her until she screamed for mercy, but his hard lust was moderated with common sense. He opened his pants and quickly dropped them and his underpants, exposing his erection.
"Carol, I've looked at you. Now I think you'd better look at me."
Carol sat up on the bed and gave a gasp of surprise and shock. Phil had the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was not long and skinny, it was regular length, but twice as thick as any she'd ever seen. Compared to the jutting mass of flesh at the base of Phil's belly, the cucumber she'd used on herself had been a pencil!
Carol stared, hypnotized by the size of the massive cock. She couldn't believe it; no man could have a prick that big! He couldn't possibly get inside her. He'd split her apart!
Her ass wiggled at the thought, and Carol licked her suddenly dry lips. She was afraid and horny at the same time and her eyes couldn't leave the massive tube of flesh.
"Scared, Carol?"
Carol looked up at Phil's face and nodded. "You ... you're so fucking big!" She murmured. "I ... it ... oh, shit! I want it!"
She pulled him down beside her and knelt above him, licking her lips. She was going to suck him. She was going to take that ... that thing in her mouth and play with it and then ... and then ... She shuddered at the idea of it slipping inside her.
She bent down and took the head of the big cock into her mouth. Her tongue stroked back and forth over it, feeling the silky-smooth texture of the hot surface.
"Ummm," Phil gently ran his hand up the inside of her thigh and over the trembling ass cheeks.
This was what Carol knew she had been waiting for. She cupped the huge sac of his balls and then began sucking on the cock head.
Phil lifted his hips slightly and Carol opened her mouth wider, taking in more of the incredibly thick shaft. She could feel his fingers playing all around her cunt and ass hole and wished he'd do more than just play.
She sucked faster, the heat of her mouth matching the increasing heat of his prick. She tried to get it all in at once, but it was too thick. Gagging slightly, she pulled back and continued sucking on the inflamed head.
Phil's finger stroked all around the outside of her sensitive asshole, and Carol wiggled her hips in response. Frantically she speeded up the pace of her sucking. She wanted to feel him shoot his come in her mouth. She wanted it to fill her up and then some. His stroking finger outside her asshole was driving her wild. Carol wanted to tell him to shove it into her, but she didn't want to stop sucking, even for a second.
Phil sensed what was going on in Carol's mind. He made two more passes over the puckered ring of ass muscle, then crooked his finger and pushed it in.
Carol tried to squeal. It hurt and felt good at the same time, but her mouth was too full of thick, hot prick. She could feel an orgasm about to burst loose inside her, and that made her suck and lick all the more eagerly.
Phil pushed his finger in deeper and Carol began making wild growls of lust in her throat. Her orgasm blew up inside her belly and her entire body jerked back against the wonderful pleasure-pain of the finger in her ass.
She opened her mouth again and this time got all the thick cock inside. She sucked and licked greedily, pushing her ass back against his hand for more finger-fucking.
"Oooh ... Carol, honey, watch out ... I'm gonna come."
Phil tried to lift her head up, but Carol knocked his hand away and continued her frenzy of cock sucking.
"Oh, yeah!" Suddenly Phil clamped his free hand on the back of her head. Carol couldn't get loose now even if she wanted to. Her mouth was jammed full of hot prick and all she could do was lick and suck and make little sounds of pleasure at the agony of his finger in her ass.
There were a couple of warning drops against the tongue and then suddenly Phil's hips lifted and he held her tightly against him, grunting in time to the huge spurts of his come. The spurts became a flood and suddenly Carol's mouth and throat were full of the hot fluid. It ran out of the corners of her mouth and dripped into the tangled mass of her hair between his legs. The stuff kept blasting out and suddenly Carol began to panic. Phil was going to suffocate her; she was going to drown in his come!
"Oooh ... YEAH!" Phil almost shouted. He brutally rammed his finger deep into her asshole and Carol, his come running out of her mouth, lifted her head and gave a deep moan of pleasure.
"Ummm," Phil sighed with satisfaction. He gently slid his hand down along Carol's back and pulled his finger out of her pulsing ass.
"Did ... was I good?" Carol looked at him, smiling tearfully.
Phil pulled her down beside and they hugged, pressing their bodies together.
"You are very, very wonderful." Phil kissed her gently. He sat up and smiled at her. "If you want, I'll go down on you. After all, one good come deserves another. Would you like that, Carol?"
Too happy to speak, the big-breasted woman could only nod her head, a joyful smile on her face. She lifted her legs and put her feet on his broad shoulders, feeling the light touch of his fingers on her thighs. She could feel him open the lips of her cunt and then his tongue flicked over her clit.
"YES!" Her hips lifted violently and she grabbed at his head to hold his mouth against her. With her free hand she began playing with her hard nipples, teasing them gently.
Phil knew that what really drove a woman wild was being touched as well as being eaten. As he nibbled at the hot lips of her cunt, he gently scratched just inside her vagina.
The effect was stronger than he had expected. Carol began trembling and he could feel her entire groin flex in time to the movements of his mouth and finger. She was oozing so much that his fingers became soaked with her come cream.
"Jesus, Phil. Oh shit, that's good! I want it, Phil! Please, lover, stuff your prick in me! Please, Phil, fuck me!!" Carol's voice was hoarse with her lust. Her hands plucked at him, trying to make him mount her.
Phil ignored the words and concentrated on blowing Carol's mind with a huge sustained orgasm. He continued to tongue and scratch her cunt. Gradually her words became incoherent. Her body was shaking violently and her head was whipping from side to side, her hips lifting to get more touching between them. Her feet lifted and she drew her legs back until her knees rested against her shoulders.
"Doooooo ... it! Ooooohhh, Phil ... please ... doooo...." She was barely able to speak, but Phil got the lust-wracked woman's message. He lubricated his fingers with her come cream and gently poked against the brown ring of her rectal muscles.
"Ooohhh, YES!" Carol's body writhed with anticipation.
Phil inserted his finger and continued to lick her streaming cunt.
"YES!" Carol tried to spread her ass cheeks for him, but her spasms of pleasure were too strong, all she could do was react to what he was doing.
"MORE! Do it more, Phil. OH YES YOU BIG MOTHER FUCKER ... YES! STUFF IT ... STUFF MY SHIT CHUTE!!!" Carol screamed out her pleasure. Her hands pressed and squeezed her big breasts harder and harder as the tremendous pressure of her orgasms built up inside her head. She couldn't hear how much noise she was making, all she knew was there was an enormous ball of fire inside her and it was getting hotter and hotter every second.
Phil took a deep breath and sucked hard on her clit. Carol gave a strangled cry and her legs whipped down. Her back arched, driving her crotch hard against Phil's mouth.
"I ... I ... Oh, PHIL, FUCK ME!"
She collapsed on the bed, her entire body trembling violently from the emotional reaction. Her hands moved gently on her tits and she breathed in long, shuddering gasps.
"Ohh, Phil ... that ... that was...." Tears in her eyes, Carol smiled at him.
Phil smiled in return. He moved his hand slightly and Carol gasped with pleasure at the movement of his finger inside her. She was about to speak again when Phil's hand moved, and a second finger was suddenly wedged into her ass.
Carol exploded. Her body arched and then collapsed. She reached down and dug her fingers into Phil's scalp, dragging his face against her dripping cunt.
"Bite it," she hissed. "Bite my clit!"
Phil took her clit in his teeth and nibbled it gently.
"Harder ... do it HARDER! I'm gonna blow up, Phil ... HARDER!"
Phil pressed harder. Carol gave a strangled shriek and collapsed, out cold.
Phil looked at her and then at the door. Had her yells disturbed the girls? Christ she was noisy! And fantastic!! He lay down beside her and cupped one of her huge breasts, feeling its warmth and weight in his hand. He gently sucked on the nipple and his touch made her move automatically.
"Uhhhh? Ohhhh, Phil ... Phil, that was...." Carol pulled him against her, murmuring happily.
Phil held her gently, stroking her hair and kissing her. Finally he gave her a little squeeze and said, "You want to play rodeo?"
Carol pulled back slightly and looked at him.
"Now what?" she finally asked.
Phil grinned at her. "It's really a very simple game," he explained. "You get on and go for a ride and have a ball."
Carol laughed. She closed her fingers around his softened prick and began toying with it. "What's the grand prize at the rodeo?" she asked with a chuckle.
"You can steer it where ever you want, lady. And that's no bull," Phil grinned.
Carol made a face at the puns, but her eager fingers kept stroking his enormous prick. She was in seventh heaven. She'd been sucked and poked and in a minute he'd stuff that huge telephone pole of his into her cunt! She pumped a little faster and was rewarded by a gentle tweak of her nipples.
"Okay, lady ... mount up!" Phil ran his hand between her open thighs and she moved against it, purring.
Carol rose, her black hair falling across her face. She knelt beside him, one hand on his cock, the other between her legs. She rubbed herself gently, feeling her entire body tingle in anticipation. She straddled his hips and slowly lowered the gaping pink lips of her cunt toward the thick cock head. She lowered herself a trifle more, and the hot prick bumped against the mouth of her vagina.
"I ... I can't, Phil. I'm scared. You're so fucking big!" Carol found herself whispering.
Phil smiled reassuringly. He reached out and slowly rubbed his finger alongside her inflamed clit.
"Oooooohh ... do that some more!" Carol squealed with pleasure. As he kept up the stroking she slowly sank down, feeling his thick cock wedge its way into her slick vagina.
"Ahhhh, you're so fucking ... BIG! I ... I can't do it, Phil. I ... ooohh, don't stop, honey, keep fingering me 'cause I ... I'm gonna ... ooooooh."
Carol let her orgasm carry her away, her body relaxing and its weight driving Phil's cock all the way into her. She began trembling again. She could feel her guts moving out of the way of the enormous shaft inside her. It hurt, but the pain felt so good she couldn't describe it. She reached up and gently played with her breasts. Phil's finger alongside her clit was going to make her do it any second!
She had only felt this way once before, the first time anyone had ever stuck a prick up her ass. The combination of pain and pleasure made a buzzing sound inside her head that kept getting louder and louder until she'd gone into convulsions.
"Oh Phil, you're soooooo good ... it's sooooo fucking ... fuc ... GAAAH!" Carol screamed as the buzzing sound filled her head. She slowly sagged forward and Phil cushioned her fall. She lay on top of him, her huge breasts mashed out of shape, mouthing gibberish as one orgasm after another tore her apart.
Phil could feel her come. With each breath her hot vaginal sheath clamped around his prick and then slowly let go. Her hips were jerking and rolling so hard that his cock was sliding in and out of her without his moving.
Almost by instinct he reached down and pulled her ass cheeks apart. She whined and her hips rolled faster.
"In my ass," she sighed. "Please, put it in my ass."
Phil gently pushed against her asshole with his finger but Carol shook her head.
"No, lover. Not your finger. I want it. I want that fucking thick cock up my ass. Please, Phil. Do it, lover. Stuff it up my shit chute."
Phil lifted her shoulders and Carol slid off. She rolled on her belly, lifting her ass in the air and exposing the gaping wet maw of her pussy.
Phil got to his feet and stood beside the bed. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him, hearing her gasp as his prick bumped against the inside of her thigh. He looked down at her ass, a brown ring of muscle, and guided the head of his cock until it touched the center of the ring. He didn't want to hurt her, but his lust was getting the better of him. He probed gently, but his cock was too big and her ass too tight. He paused for an instant and then thrust, hard.
Carol buried her face in the covers, muffling her screams in the blanket. One hand gripped the covers while the other streaked between her legs, rubbing all around her cut.
Phil was amazed at how tight her asshole was. His prick felt as though it were caught in a hot vise. He couldn't move fast, the pressure was too great. Slowly he pulled back, his every move accompanied by Carol's sobs of pain and obscenities of pleasure. He pushed in again, and Carol's voice rose. He pushed harder, pushing until his cock was buried in her asshole, his thighs pressing the cheeks of her ass flat.
"Yes ... ohhhhh, God, YES! Do that to me, Phil. Ohhhh, fuck my ass, lover. SHOVE IT UP ME! SHOVE IT HARDER!!!" Carol's head came up and she screamed as her orgasm hit. Her body jerked forward so hard that Phil was pulled down on top of her.
Carol was no longer conscious of what she was doing or saying. Everything revolved around the waves of pleasure boiling out of her clit and the horrible pain of the thick shaft jabbing deep into her ass. Both of her hands were cupped over her crotch and she bucked up and down at a frantic pace, scraping the tip of her clit along her palms. She could feel the pressure in her asshole increase or diminish as Phil moved. Her body shook and she kicked her legs against the bed.
"Harder," she begged. "I ... want ... it ... HARDER!"
Suddenly Phil put both his hands in the small of her back, forcing her to hold her ass completely still. The pressure on her spine hurt, and Carol had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.
"You want it hard, Carol? You ... ohh, are you gonna GET it hard!" Phil's voice was a low, savage growl, and Carol giggled with lust.
She didn't have to urge him on, his own powerful sex drive had taken over and his thick cock rammed in and out of her asshole faster and faster.
"Here!" Phil jammed his hips against her with a loud slap, pressing down on her spine and holding her motionless.
"GAAAH!" Carol cried out with the pain and then the tone of her cries changed as she felt a hot gush of his come deep inside her. She wiggled her hips slightly and the motion was enough to rub her abused clit on her hand one time too many.
"AHHHHH!" Carol felt herself flying apart, dissolving in a white-hot pool of lust that centered around her clit and asshole. Every color of the rainbow sliced through her mind and then her eyes rolled up.
The fucked-out school teacher gave one last lust-convulsed jerk and then relaxed, completely fucked out.