Chapter 4
A week went by, a week of torture, as Angela lay in bed each night and listened to her sister and Al frck like minks in the next bedroom.
Then she discovered that quite often they would fool around on the living room sofa for a long time before they went to bed. She wasn't sure, but Angela thought they might even fuck right there on the sofa before coming upstairs and doing it again.
Angela couldn't believe how lucky Mona was to have a loving husband like Al; he wanted to fuck her all the time.
Then, one night, as she lay in bed listening to the muffled voices from below and rubbing her hot pussy through her nightgown, Angela spotted a shaft of light coming through the floor.
She knew it could only come from the living room since those lights were the only ones on in the house. Curious, she investigated.
To her surprise and delight, she found a removable knot hole in one of the floorboards. It was an old house and when it had settled it had caused a crack in the corner of the living room ceiling. This meant that Angela could see through her floor and through the ceiling below, and clearly watch her sister and Al on the sofa.
It was too good to be true. She had already experienced wild orgasms with her fingers while listening to them fuck—what kind of wonderful comes could she get watching them?
She lay down on the floor and put her eyes right up to the knothole. She could.see as clear as day.
They were just getting good and started. They were side by side on the sofa, the lights were turned down, the TV going. Mona had on a short-skirted house dress, drawn in at the waist to emphasize her tits and hips.
Angela, in her nightie, ¦ watched with bated breath as Al kissed Mona and squeezed and fondled his wife's ample tits. Mona was responding, curving her body to thrust her tits into his hands.
At last the kiss ended and Mona settled back on the sofa, letting her legs fall open. The hem of her dress was clear up around her hips so Angela could see her sister's panties and the blondeness of her cunt hair through them.
To her surprise, the sight of her sister's pussy sent a thrill through her own cunt and made her remember how they had fooled around as kids, showing each other their developing bodies and now and then touching one another.
Al whispered something in Mona's ear. She giggled, catching his right hand and drawing it between her legs. His fingers roamed along them.
Angela felt her own cunt turn warm. It was awful to draw her pleasure vicariously, to spy on her sister, but it seemed to help satisfy some of her own cravings. And, of course, she would have to satisfy her hunger, later, the only way she could.
Al's hand was on Mona's cunt now. She hunched on it, stroking his black, wavy hair, the expression on her face clearly showing her pleasure and excitement. Her cheeks were flushed.
Oh, why didn't Ben ever feel me up like that? Angela thought. He never did bring me to a peak while he was pumping away. I had to wait till he was asleep and go in the bathroom to finish ...
Mona's right hand went to the zipper on Al's trousers. Once his fly was open she reached inside, and in seconds his prick was standing up and out, big and long and throbbing.
God, Angela thought, his cock is twice the size of Ben's! It's even longer and thicker than the boy's on the train! Her pussy started dripping as she saw Al's mammoth hunk of meat grow and swell in Mona's hand.
I wonder of my pussy could swallow all that? Angela thought. Oh, God, how fucking rotten I've become ... my own sister's husband!
"Are you sure Angela is asleep?" Al asked, his right hand now undoing the top of Mona's dress.
"Oh, yes."
"You think she hears us when we fuck in bed?"
Mona giggled, helping him with her dress. A lacy pink bra appeared; a small hook in front was all that held the cups together. AI's fingers roved across the jutting tit flesh.
"She probably hears us once in awhile," Mona answered. "When the bed squeaks."
"Why don't you arrange a date for her, and the four of us could go out?"
"Me?" Mona laughed. "You should. Aren't there some available men around town?"
"I've been thinking about it," Al said, opening Mona's bra. "But she's so bashful."
Mona curved her bare titties forward. The small pink nipples were stiff. The sight of his fingers on Mona's white flesh made Angela's own tits tingle and ache. Ben had never troubled to caress her titties, or even kissed them. He had always rushed on top, grunting and hunching like an animal.
"Do you ever think about Angela-in a sexual way?" Mona asked, teasingly.
"It's crossed my mind," Al answered.
"I thought it had," Mona said, but not in an angry way. She trembled as Al fondled her boobs. "I think her being here has helped us... you know, have more fun fucking."
Al chuckled. "Could be, sweetie, could be."
Al was positive that Angela had heard the bed squeaking often enough, since only one wall separated the two rooms. The past week he had purposely made more noise than he had before Angela's appearance on the scene. Mona evidently took this as a positive sign of his increasing pleasure with her.
However, while he was pumping Mona, or she him, he often wondered what Angela was doing just beyond the wall. Probably playing with herself, or using a dildo.
He had really started wondering what kind of fuck Angela would be. Mona was good, but often she would conk out after only one good come. Al was good for three or four a night.
Thoughts of Angela, and playing with his own wife's tits, made his mind float to Susan Thompson. Susan was a sixteen-year-old brunette who had been giving him the come-on for months. Hell, he was old enough to be her father. Still, she was plump and big-titted, and she was always hanging around the store when no one else was around. Jesus, did she have it! But she was jail-bait.
Anyway, it was fun to think about what he'd do to her if she was still horsing around when she reached legal age. Young and soft and fresh. She didn't hang around enough to cause any rumors, although she often used a phone booth and called him, knowing the store had a private line.
Thinking of Susan made his cock harder and his hands work harder on Mona's tits. God, she was a hot-looking little shit. He'd heard she was dating young Tommy Perry. Al wondered if Tommy was getting into it.
She wore the shortest skirts and the tightest sweaters of any cunt in town. She had matured young and it stuck out all over. Everyone expected her to be knocked up any day, but she was apparently too wise for that. Half the young studs in town were on her trail.
Al didn't trust her, yet. Let her grow up a little. But if he wanted a quick hard-on, all he had to do was think of his sister-in-law or the teen-age cunt Susan.
"What are you thinking about, honey?" Mona asked. "You look like you're miles away."
"No, no, baby .. . I'm right here." Al tickled the soft, wet flesh around the edge of her pussy. "And I'm thinking about shoving my big dick up in there!"
"Ohhh, Al, honey," Mona gasped, as he tongued a pert, stiffening nipple and ran his fingers up and down the length of her hot slit. "I just love it when you finger my pussy like that!"
Al spread his wife's legs farther apart and tipped her body a little so that her cunt was pointed toward the corner of the room. Then he jammed three fingers into Mona's cunt and started fucking her with them.
Al smiled to himself. He hoped Angela had found the knothole in the floor of her room.
Contrary to what everybody in town thought, Susan Thompson had never been fucked. Oh, she'd had half her hand and her hair brush handle up her cunt a hundred times. She sure didn't have her cherry anymore. But she'd never had a cock in her.
Sometimes it pissed her off, because the whole town thought she was fucking every cock around. But then it was a small town and she did have an ass and a pair of tits that drew more stares from men than just about any other girl or woman around.
Even her father had started drooling over them this past year. That had come to a head when he'd walked into her room without knocking and caught her fucking her pussy with the hair brush. He'd been mad as hell. He'd accused her of being a whore and fucking all the boys.
That was the reason she was in Tommy Perry's basement, on a couch, letting him play with her big tits. Susan had decided to get fucked. And since it was common knowledge that Tommy had the biggest dick of any boy in town, she'd decided he would be her first fuck.
Actually Tommy was her second choice. Al Malone, the owner of the hardware store, was her first. But no matter how hard she had tried to get Al to fuck her for the last six months, he was just too scared because of her age.
So, it would be Tommy. But she was sure that eventually she would have a real man fuck her—Al Malone.
"Jesus, you got great boobs, Susan," Tommy gasped as he mouthed one of her nipples.
"You really like'em?"
"I love 'em! Christ, they're twice as big with your fucking bra off!"
Tommy could feel her smoothness as he pressed into her legs and against her tummy. His chest flattened her tits and the hard nipples burned against him like two hot nail-points. She was now kissing him back, sucking his lips and thrusting her tongue into his mouth and withdrawing it just like fucking. No two ways about it, Susan was ready at long last!
And, lying under him, Susan could feel every hair, every tensed muscle of the boy's body. As she sucked his tongue into her mouth rivers of heat began to flow through her veins. Her mind screamed for the woman's culmination of life, a hot, hard prick thundering up into the cunt between her opened legs!
Her pussy was burning now like it never had before, and she knew as all women know that there was only one true way of really gaining satisfaction. She had to fuck! She would let this boy shove his prick into her no matter how much it might hurt.
"You want it now, baby? You want ol' Tommy's meat up in ya?"
"Yes, yes, give it to me! Fuck me with your big cock! Oh, God, I'M READY FOR IT!"
As she felt" the hot tip of his prick begin to press against the slick lips of her pussy, Susan undulated and thrust her knees higher in an attempt to open her cunt up to the impending drive of that hard, hot meat that she so craved.
Involuntarily she cried out with kittenish mewls of pain and pleasure. "Oh, God, yes! THERE! PUSH IT INTO THERE NOW! GOD, I'M SO EXCITED! INTO MY PUSSY!"
The burning sensation of that cock knob forcing its way into her tight cuntal sheath was maddening, a lash whipping the young girl into unknown realms of bright, warm sensuality. For sure it hurt, and she cried out in agony, but her body pulled up and her ass bucked, making her cunt gyrate eroticaily and undulate to help the penetration of his hot, throbbing prick.
Her ankles locked above the small of Tommy's back and she twitched her leg muscles, jerking her whole crotch up against the blood-filled hotness of his spongy-hard meat.
Her hair brush had never been like this. Tommy's dick felt more like his arm or his leg as it bored deep up into her cunt.
Then he rammed her hard and his pole severed her cunt to its full length.
"AARRGGGHHH! OHHHHH!"
"Okay?" he panted.
"Yes, yes, it's good! Off shit, it's as good as I thought it would be! FUCK ME WITH IT!"
But still she kept screaming as Tommy started fucking, ramming the full length of his hard meat up her cunthole.
Her screams of animal pain didn't serve any purpose except to incite Tommy to further lust. He flicked his hips forward quickly, slithering the whole of his bloated, sensitive cock knob slickly in between those trembling, delicate pink cuntlips. They curled tightly around it, trapping it in those hot, wet depths.
He pressed forward again, mercilessly this time. His lust-tingling prick slid in agonizingly slow, scraping veins, hot and quivering and now throbbing as never before.
God, she couldn't believe what she had let herself in for. The pain radiating up from her pussy hurt worse than anything she could imagine. And that shaft just kept sliding up, as though it were a snake slithering up to invade her tummy. Her legs were now moving like the legs of a girl riding a horse bareback, alternately pushing and pulling in a jerky rhythm. At the same time her mind willed her body to push the cock away. Her seared cunt cried out even louder for those legs to lock and tighten, pulling that jackhammer of cock-flesh all the way up to the hilt in the sex-thirsty hole of her pussy.
Her cunt won. "YESSSSSS, FUCK ME! POUND ME! OH SHIT, RIP MY PUSSY APART WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL DICK!"
"I'm doing it! I'm really fucking you, Susan!" Tommy panted. The sensation of her tight cuntal sheath grasping his pole thrilled him and he flexed it deep inside her, the knob butting against the thin tissue of her cunt.
Thrills of unimaginable keenness shot through Susan, making her tingle deliciously. She thought that the cock was all the way in!
But she was wrong. There was more, much more.
His steel-hard spike of cock-flesh slashed into her cunt like a sword, and the two pelvises met with a bone-crashing thud. Pubic hairs speared into the sensitive flesh of her widely stretched cuntal hole and his wrinkled and hairy balls swung against the tanned furrow between the widely separated ass cheeks.
"AAARRRGGGHHHH!" Susan shrieked.
Her body roared in pain. She fainted for a moment, and fell limp even though her ankles remained locked over the back of her fucker? Those fleeting spasms of almost pure pain dulled, and Susan was finally left clinging to Tommy. Gradually her cunt muscles began to quiver and work, stimulating his hotly trapped prick.
A new set of experiences began to seep slowly into her body, springing from the well of her pussy.
"Oh fuck, you got a sweet, tight cunt! FUCK ME, SUSAN! OH, SHIT, FUCK ME BACK!"
"GODDD YESSSSS!" Susan, now well beyond her years, replied.
They began to work together. Every thrust of Tommy's -cock was still a mixture of pain and pleasure, but one thing was sure—she had to have more!
Blinded now to everything but her own lust, Susan began to pump, pulling his flailing buttocks down with the spurs of her hard little heels. She bucked up to meet those hard, satisfying thrusts, and each time that throbbing, hot piece of meat would saw into her, she would cry out as though she had been fucking forever.
"OHHHHH, GODDD! HARDER!" she called in complete animal abandon. "HARRRDERRRR!
FUCK ME HARRRRDERRRR!"
And then she felt the roaring explosion of a come blasting through her cunt.
And above her, sweating now and flailing down in a mad, ecstatic frenzy, Tommy was coming too. His balls had exploded within their sac, spewing hot cum. His juice raced through his hard, throbbing dick to spurt in a hot gush up against the very top of her cuntal channel. It drenched her quivering depths with scalding male cream. Her buttery cunt was flooded and she felt yet another release.
As that steaming cum splashed up into her very belly she cried out, knowing that she had been well and truly fucked. She suddenly felt so satisfied that every cell in her body, down to the marrow of her bones, seemed to disintegrate into nothingness.
"Did you get to come?" Tommy gasped, still lurching his meat in and out of her hole.
"Yes! Oh yes, it was good!"
"I'm still hard. Wanna fuck some more?"
"Oh yes, Tommy, lots more! I want to fuck lots more!"
And in her mind, Susan thought, I want to fuck lots of other cocks, too!