Chapter 5

Peggy Smith, still in her uniform, but with her handbag over one shoulder was just exiting from the hospital, when she unexpectedly collided with Ellen.

"Ellen!" Peggy exclaimed in surprise when the two women had untangled themselves. "What are you doing here? I thought this was your day off!"

"It is," Ellen said glumly, "But May Phillips called in sick and they asked me to fill in for her."

"Too bad," the little brunette commiserated. "And on the night shift, at that."

"That's the lowest blow. Steve and I had planned a fine little evening together," Ellen said, her eyes glowing hotly as she thought of the sexual acrobatics she and her husband had planned. The young redhead noticed that Peggy looked away quickly as she said this, and was surprised. Peggy? Bashful about sex? she wondered, and then forgot about it.

But Peggy had a different reason for hiding her feelings than Ellen had imagined. The slender little brunette didn't share her redheaded friend's exuberant outgoing personality. But she was every bit as sensuous, even if it took her much, much longer to let her emotions show than it did Ellen. And right now her emotions were getting out of hand.

So ... Ellen's going to be tied up on the night shift, she thought, as she walked slowly toward her parked car. I wonder what Steve's going to do ? Will he stay at home and wait for her. . . ? Or will he go out?

For months now Peggy had been slowly consumed by a growing lust for Ellen's husband, ever since she had met him at a nurse's party. His manic energy output had been like a candle to her more quiet, moth-like nature. Other women might have conceived a quick passion that would burn out as quickly, but Peggy didn't work that way. The flame had started as a little spark that slowly smoldered hotter and hotter within her dark warm interior. It was against her nature to let her desire show -even to Steve. Peggy didn't sleep with very many men-not because she didn't like sex, but because she hid her desire so well. More than one hopeful young buck who had been attracted to the lush oversized breasts on the girl's slender form had gone away disappointed, convinced that Peggy wouldn't give them the time of day. Their mistake was simply that they had given up too soon. Peggy warmed up slowly.

But she'd had months to warm up about Steve, and a raging fire flamed out of control high up between her well-formed thighs. And it hadn't helped that she'd seen so much evidence of Ellen's constant infidelity around the hospital. If she's getting it, why shouldn't he? she asked herself over and over again. And why shouldn't I?

Of course, Peggy had never let any of this show-not up to now. But her mind was working furiously, just as it had done that day when she had seen Ellen and Dr. Johnson fucking in the storeroom. At the time she had been tempted to use what she had seen to work herself into bed with Steve, but had discarded the idea as just too treacherous-she genuinely liked Ellen. But it had cleared one stumbling block in her mind. If Ellen could have her extra-marital action, then Peggy would feel no guilt in giving a little of the same to Steve!

Lust was probably the best description of Peggy's interest in Steve. She liked him well enough as a person, but what she really wanted to do was crawl in bed with him and feel his big cock up inside her too-long denied cunt! She knew it was big. Ellen had told her giggling several times, and she also knew how frenetic a lover Ellen's short, powerhouse husband was.

Now. . . . Maybe now's the time! Peggy thought to herself. He's home alone, if he's home, and Ellen's stuck at the hospital. . . . Slowly the idea began to form in Peggy's mind, and slowly the idea became a decision. And bit by bit the young brunette's normally placid mind began to speed up as her hormones bubbled merrily at the thought of finally getting what she wanted from Steve. By the time she got home, her mind was made up.

I'll go to see him, she told herself, the first fluttering of excitement beginning to rattle the girl's usually quiet demeanor. It can't hurt anything if I just go to see him.

Slightly out of control for the first time in months, Peggy ran into the house to prepare for her long-awaited adventure. The first thing she did was peel off her simple white uniform, which, while it did make her huge breasts look even bigger than they were, effectively hid their most exciting contours. Naked, she darted into the shower, her oversized tits bouncing crazily as she moved. I want to smell nice, she thought, lathering herself with an expensive perfumed soap. She paid particular attention to her cunt, carefully washing the plump, dark-furred pussy lips, inside and out. She almost overdid it, because when her soap-slippery finger slithered up inside her sensitive slit, she was strongly tempted to just stand there and masturbate while the hot water poured down onto her thoroughly aroused little body, as she usually ended up doing. That was generally as far as she got in her affair with Steve.

But, pulling herself together, Peggy finished her shower and stepped out onto the bathmat, her silky skin glowingly clean. While she dried herself, she was tremendously aware how sensitive her body felt at that moment. I want to feel this way when he first touches me, she told herself romantically.

Now how will I dress? she wondered, standing naked before her closet. The less the better. And I've got to make sure he notices my tits!

As if any man could miss them. Peggy had been known to cause traffic accidents just by walking down the street in a tight sweater.

She finally chose a tight thin pullover tee shirt, no bra, of course, and yellow, so that every curve of her tightly covered breasts showed. Her only other garment, other than slip-off sandals, was a pair of very brief white shorts. She purposely wore no panties. So he can just shove his finger right up under the leg-band of my shorts into my cunt! Peggy told herself breathlessly.

The eager young husband-poacher debated calling Steve to see if he was really home, but rejected the idea, afraid she might tip her hand too soon. No . . . He's got to see me first, she reasoned, critically appraising herself in the mirror and liking what she saw. It's the best I can do, she told herself. If this doesn't get him, nothing will!

Although she knew she was excited, Peggy didn't realize just how many watts of sexual energy she was putting out. Men who saw her get into her car suddenly forgot they were married, mesmerized by the lovely little nurse's powerful erotic aura. Drivers turned to stare as she guided her car towards Steve's house, although they could only see her face and the upper part of her yellow-clad breasts above the door. So no wonder Steve stood no chance at all when he finally laid eyes on her alluring little figure.

Steve had resigned himself to a quiet evening at home alone, and had just flicked on the television when he heard the front doorbell ring. "Who the hell can that be?" he wondered as he went to answer. He half expected a door-to-door salesman so he was totally unprepared when he found himself face-to-face with the scantily clad Peggy.

"Hi," she said throatily while he just stared down at her, his eyes flicking up and down from her hips to her breasts. There was a long silence, and Peggy suddenly realized she hadn't rehearsed any reasons as to why she had come over.

"I ... I heard you were all alone. . . ." she started to say. "That is ... I mean. . . ." she stumbled, realizing how bad that sounded.

"Uh . .. come in . . . come in," Steve offered tardily, regaining at least some of his composure faster than Peggy. Hey . . . what the hell's going on here? he asked himself. From the way Peggy was acting, and from the way she was dressed, he drew the correct conclusion, but just couldn't believe it. He was still remembering the cool, secret Peggy he'd always known.

"Glad you came by," he said, with an effort at smoothness that failed miserably. "I thought I was going to have a lonely evening. Come on. .. . Sit down," and he waved Peggy toward a chair.

Christ! he was thinking. What the hell's she done to herself? When he'd let her in, he'd noticed her tight tee shirt, but now, in the living room with its even lighting, he began to become fully aware of the way his guest was dressed-or not dressed. God! Those tits! he thought as Peggy swayed past him toward the chair. Her heavy twin orbs bounced and jiggled under the flimsy shirt as she moved, and her large nipples made little peaks against the front of the material. Steve had always known Peggy had big breasts, but always before when he saw her, she'd been wearing something that masked their exceptional form. Peggy's tits were about as perfect as tits can get, not only big but beautifully shaped, swooping up and out from her slender body, perfectly curved, bulging out a bit under her armpits, but uncannily solid.

They don't look real, Steve thought to himself as he stared at the way Peggy's upwelling mounds lifted the front of her shirt, and then: I want to get my hands on them! The rounded cylinder shape of the nipples particularly fascinated him. They looked firm, but not hard. Just the thing a man would want to put in his mouth. Before Peggy sat down, the staring Steve spared a moment to let his eyes slide down the rest of her body. He had to admit she was well formed, even if a bit slender for him, but it was her breasts that held his interest. A pair of walking tits. . . . Tits with legs! he thought admiringly. She hardly even needs a pussy! But Steve did notice the slight swell at the crotch of her tight shorts, and as he began to think of the possibilities the evening now had, his cock gave an excited lurch inside his pants.

"Uh . . . how's Ellen?" he asked, tardily realizing that the stupidest thing he could do was start talking about his wife.

"Oh, alright," Peggy answered, her confidence beginning to come back as she saw the effect the mere promise of her body was having on Steve. "She told me she wouldn't be home until some time after midnight."

Is she trying to tell me something? Steve asked himself suspiciously, still not believing that such good luck could have just walked in the door. He eyed Peggy speculatively, noticing that a small, teasing smile was beginning to play over her lips. And he noticed something else too. Not being very large, Peggy was able to sit cross-legged in her chair, tailor-style, and the wide-spread position of her legs pulled her crotch wide open, baring an expanse of soft curving flesh that the narrow band of her tight little shorts did a very poor job of covering. Is that pussy hair I see? Steve asked himself incredulously, staring at several strands of dark hair that curled around the edge of the pulled-open shorts. Bit by bit, he became aware that he was staring at the better part of one furry fleshy pussy lip. It was almost more than he could stand.

"Peggy . . ." he said thickly. "Peggy?"

Steve's voice faded away. His gaze reluctantly tore itself away from the girl's blatantly displayed body until he was staring directly into her large, dark, warm eyes. Sparks seemed to fly back and forth between the two. Both the man and the woman slowly leaned toward one another.

"Let's fuck!" Steve said finally, and Peggy nodded her head. "Okay, let's go into the bedroom and take off our clothes," he said getting to his feet, a little nervous about how easy all this was.

"No," Peggy said, surprising him. She got slowly to her feet and pressed her body tightly against his. He wasn't a very tall man, but she was even shorter. "Stick your finger up my cunt first... right past the edge of my shorts," she said breathlessly. "I've been dreaming about it for a long time."

Taken a little by surprise, it took Steve a moment to react to Peggy's unexpected request. This is more like it, he thought as he suddenly took the girl in his arms and smashed his lips down against hers. The two joined in a long writhing kiss, their tongues mating crazily inside their hot sucking mouths, while Steve worked one hand down the side of Peggy's quivering body. He felt her open her legs a little as his hand fumbled at the front of her shorts, and then his finger was slipping up inside, brushing the crisp curly pubic hair aside as he searched for the opening to her vagina. She's already soaking wet! he thought in surprise as his finger slithered wetly into her dripping slit, and then popped easily up inside the tight tunnel of the now-panting girl's vagina.

Steve was unprepared for the result. Brought to a peak of frustrated need by months of unfulfilled longing, Peggy nearly exploded. She moaned and panted while her hips bucked madly against Steve's invading finger, fucking the hard stubby digit furiously in and out of her almost instantly climaxing cunt. Hot pussy juices gushed out onto Steve's hand, and for a moment he didn't know how to react, but then, sensing the spasming girl's complete abandon, he shoved another finger up inside the girl's twitching cunt to join the first, then held on tight as she continued to ride his hand like a bronco buster.

Peggy's orgasm was so sudden and complete, that when it was over a few seconds later, she almost collapsed. Her shaking legs were too weak to hold her up, and she had to lean heavily on Steve's arm.

"Oh, I'm so glad that's over," Peggy sighed shakily. "I've been waiting so long!"

She looked dreamily up at Steve. "Now let's go in the bedroom and fuck!"

Placing one hand possessively in the small of Peggy's back, the still rather surprised Steve guided the willing girl into the bedroom. This'll be the first time I've ever fucked anybody in here but Ellen, Steve thought guiltily, staring at the big bed he normally shared with his wife. Well . . . there's a first time for everything, he rationalized, turning eagerly toward his new conquest, although he was wondering who was conquering whom.

Confident of herself by now, Peggy boldly stripped off her tee-shirt, her hips cocked a little to one side as she peeled the flimsy garment up and over her firmly swelling breasts. Steve's breath sucked in as he stared at the little brunette's rapidly emerging body. The way she was standing gave an exciting curve to her hips and lower belly, and his eager eyes traveled hungrily up the girl's velvety skin, watching the tee shirt catch on the bottom of the big twin mounds, pulling them up a little until the shirt was free and they settled heavily back into place. Peggy prolonged the movement as she worked the shirt over her head, and her reaching arms pulled her large round tits high and taut.

They're as big as cantaloupes! Steve found himself thinking as he stared at the swelling globes of flesh that jiggled firmly in front of the now half-naked girl. I don't see how she gets her arms past them! he thought, amazed. Steve had seen big tits before, perhaps as big as Peggy's. But on her lithe little body, they looked enormous. And they don't sag at all! the staring young husband exulted. Wait'll I get my hands on them!

But at the moment he had his hands full working his own pants down over his hips, so it was only out of the corner of his eye that he saw Peggy quickly kick off her sandals and pull her white shorts down. When he looked up again, she was totally naked, standing before him like a small Aphrodite, a goddess of love, her big swollen breasts promising everything. And now Steve discovered that he'd short-changed the girl's cunt while he had been admiring her phenomenal breasts. High up between Peggy's well-rounded legs nestled as sweet a pie as he'd ever seen, a round, furry, full-fleshed little cunt that protruded slightly out from between the girl's silky thighs. Thick, curving pussy lips that promised a warm wet nest for his achingly eager cock.

Steve tossed the last of his clothes onto a nearby chair. "Okay, baby. . . . Now let's get down to the nitty-gritty," he growled, feeling in command once more. Once he was confronted with a naked girl, his instincts always took over.

And now it was Peggy's turn to stare. How can such a little guy have such a big cock? she wondered, staring happily at the big joint that half-dangled, half-swayed between Steve's sturdy legs. His cock was only partially erect, no longer completely soft, but not hard enough to stand straight out yet, but even so, the eager young brunette was aware of its full eventual promise. Her hungry little cunt throbbed excitedly as she began to anticipate how that big hunk of flesh would feel, shoved slowly up into her ready body.

"Oh, Steve!" she breathed happily as they came together. Their lips met again, and automatically the girl's hand strayed down to seek out her lover's hardening joint. Her small fingers were barely able to close around the thick shaft, but she squeezed it gently, thrilling to the smooth alive feel of the big organ.

"Ah, baby!" Steve moaned, circling both his hands around behind Peggy and sinking his fingers half-cruelly in the soft flesh of her saucily rounded little ass. Things began to speed up from there as each felt the promise of the other's body. Within a few seconds, Peggy was pulling eagerly on Steve's cock, bringing it to full hardness, while his hands strayed everywhere over her body, everywhere but her tits-he wanted to save them for last.

"Wait a minute," he said, regretfully prying the panting girl's fingers from his throbbingly erect cock. Keeping her close to him, Steve slowly slid to his knees, until his face was right next to Peggy's softly swelling breasts. He positioned his mouth right before one of the excitingly cylindrical nipples, staring hungrily at the swollen orb behind. Suddenly his tongue shot out and laved hotly over the end of the brunette's breast, tasting the nipple.

"Ooooohhhh," Peggy sighed, her eyes half-closing, and Steve felt the nipple harden excitingly against his tongue. Drawing the hard little nubbin into his mouth, he began to suck eagerly while his searching fingers played over the full expanse of Peggy's tit, kneading the warm resilient flesh as if it were putty. He quickly switched his attentions to the other breast, feeling as if he were drowning in rich soft female flesh. He tried to push the two nipples together so that he could suck both of them at once, but Peggy's tits were too firm-each one stubbornly held its shape.

"D-Don't forget I have a pussy too," Peggy managed to gasp out, her entire body quivering from Steve's eager manipulation of her powerfully responding breasts. But she wanted more, she wanted to have her belly filled with hot hard maleness. She wanted to feel herself pumped full of a man's boiling cum.

Steve heard the girl's plea, but he wasn't yet ready to abandon her marvelous tits. Obligingly he moved one hand away from the big fleshy mound he was sucking so enthusiastically and let it slide slowly down over the girl's nude flank. He noticed how she shivered under his maddeningly slow touch. He found her pussy hair, and admired its silky thickness, but he moved his finger a little lower, working underneath the soft brown thatch until he felt the crevice between her tightly closed pussy-lips. The two fleshy mounds were so virgin-tight that he had to pry a little before his finger finally slipped probingly into the slick wet trench beneath.

"Aaaaahhhh," Peggy breathed out in ecstasy as she felt Steve's finger slide maddeningly over her hotly palpitating clitoris, sending waves of burning delight coursing all the way back up to the breasts he was so eagerly sucking. Somewhere in the center of her belly the two feelings met, and she knew that was where her eventual orgasm would come from.

"Oh, please," she begged throatily. "Put your finger back up inside my cunt!" That quick hard orgasm of a few minutes ago had only been an appetizer, and now the moaning girl's body cried out for the full experience. She wanted to be fucked, and she wanted to be fucked hard!

Obligingly Steve swirled his exploring finger around in the girl's warm lubricants, until it was adequately slippery, and only then did he search out the opening to her vagina. Tight. . . just like the rest of her! he thought as he began to widen the muscular little opening, working his probing finger back and forth sideways. Gradually he made room until at last his forefinger slid as far as it could go up into the girl's pulsingly warm snatch.

"Oh, yes . . . yes . . . now please don't wait too long," Peggy babbled. "I want that big beautiful cock of yours shoved all the way up to my throat!"

Regretfully Steve realized that he was going to have to share with her cunt some of the attention he was lavishing on Peggy's exciting breasts. They were the most phenomenal he'd ever seen, and he could have happily spent the rest of the night getting to know their soft resilient lushness. But since when did I ever have to be talked into fucking a little doll like this? the kneeling young man thought sheepishly. And then there was the fact that his so-far neglected cock was lurching eagerly between his legs, begging to be sunk to the hilt up into the soft little feminine body so close.

Finally Steve forced himself to pull away from Peggy's well-licked breasts. But he did insist on finger-fucking his hand up into the girl's cunt to make sure she was open enough to take his considerable girth of penis. Not until he was able to worm two fingers up into those warm vibrating depths, with the possibility that a third might fit, did he feel she was ready.

"Okay, doll, up on the bed," he ordered her, letting his fingers slither wetly from the girl's well-stretched pussy. Eagerly Peggy obeyed, even if her legs were a little weak from being fingered while she stood. The lovely little brunette scrambled up onto the big bed, and lay down on her back, her legs opening expectantly as Steve followed after her. She made a marvelous picture lying there, with her dark hair spilled over the pillow and her big soft eyes looking pleadingly up at Steve. This kind of luck could go to a guy's head! Steve thought gratefully as his eyes strayed down the girl's inviting nakedness. He spent a long time looking at her breasts, which had flattened a little when she lay down, but not much. They still thrust up, with a strong outward curve on the upper surfaces that swooped down to the now rock-hard nipples. And then Steve caught a flash of pink between the girl's open thighs and saw that her pussy-slit was beckoning. Now thoroughly aroused, her firm little gash gaped open, ready to be invaded by a hard male cock.

There's no doubt she's hot to go, Steve realized, noticing the little beads of vaginal lubricant that seeped out and then ran in slippery streams down Peggy's fever-pink inner pussy lips. Genuinely interested now, Steve scrambled quickly in between the girl's obligingly parted legs. Kneeling on the mattress, the stocky young husband took his passion-swollen penis in one hand and lined up the bloated tip with the pulsing opening to Peggy's gushingly ready vagina.

"Oh, yes," she crooned, her eyes fastened hungrily on the thick fleshy rod that was about to impale her. "Put it inside my cunt. . . . Fuck me with it!"

Which Steve was happy to do. He moved further forward, until he had insinuated the head of his cock a little way up into Peggy's already partially opened cunt. But the going was still hard. She was a small woman, and he had a big cock. For a while he worked his swollen cock-tip from side to side in Peggy's cuntal opening, gradually widening her slippery muscular passage, and then, when he felt his cock was sufficiently lubricated with her warm slick juices, he slowly ground his hips forward, until he had sunk his cock in to the hilt.

"Ooooohhhh," Peggy moaned in delirious happiness, as she felt herself penetrated by the man she had desired for so long. The panting young brunette voluptuously lifted her slender legs and wrapped them tightly around Steve's back, trying to make herself fit more closely to him.

"Fuck me, lover," she moaned. "Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me!" Already Peggy's hips were beginning to thrust up against Steve's loins with a rolling spasmodic motion as she tried to force him further up into her well-filled cunt. Pleased by her response, Steve rammed back at her time and time again, slamming his pubic bone down against Peggy's, his swinging balls slapping loudly against her asshole on every stroke.

But even while he was driving his cock far up into Peggy's tight wet cunt, Steve found himself unable to take his mind off the girl's lush breasts. He remembered the feel of them against his mouth, and tried to press his face against their billowing softness, but found it hard to keep up the tempo of his fucking in that : position. I wonder when I'll ever see a pair of tits like that again? the hard-humping salesman kept asking himself, his eyes fixed hungrily on Peggy's up-thrusting tits. Every time he slammed his hips into the girl's loins, her big breasts jiggled from the force of the impact. Not that he didn't appreciate the pleasure Peggy's tight fleshy little cunt was squeezing into his relentlessly drumming cock.

Too bad there's not some way to combine the two, he thought regretfully. Then an idea began to form slowly in his mind. Maybe there is! he thought excitedly. But will she go for it?

While Steve calculated, Peggy lay below, ecstatically happy, sighing and panting with each stroke of her lover's hard penis up into her grateful snatch. Bit by bit she could feel another orgasm building up in her belly and knew it was going to dwarf the quickie she'd had earlier from Steve's finger. And she wanted it. Her whole being cried out for this final release that would sweep away the accumulated frustrations that had built up while she admired Steve from afar. Her whole being opened up for the swollen male organ that raced in and out of her pulsing vagina, pounding into her quivering body the sexual delight she had sought for so long.

But it wasn't to be. Suddenly Steve jerked his big cock from her pussy, leaving the surprised girl lying alone, her genitals temporarily deserted.

"What... What happened?" she blurted out, feeling as if half her body was suddenly missing.

"I just want to try something a little different," Steve panted, as he moved higher up on her body, his cock leaving a trail of her cunt juices as it slid up her belly.

"But . . . But I was going to cum!" Peggy said in desperation. "Why did you pull it out when I was going to cum?"

Steve winced, knowing he should have kept his cock ramming up into Peggy's body until the end-until she finally exploded into orgasm. Normally he was a very thoughtful lover. But he realized that right now he couldn't control himself-he was a helpless pawn in the grip of forces that drove him on toward new objectives.

Peggy's huge luscious tits.

There they were, just a few inches away, but out of reach of that part of him that was most sensitive-his throbbing cock. He knew he should shove his rod right back up inside Peggy's quivering pit, but he couldn't .get his mind off her breasts. He had to do it!

He had to fuck her in the tits!

"Please," Peggy was whimpering. "Fuck me again, make me cum. ... I need to cum so much!"

Ignoring the girl's pleas, Steve crouched over her body, his ass partially resting on her rib cage, just above the belly. His swollen cock jutted menacingly out from his hairy loins, lying right inside the deep valley between Peggy's passion-swollen breasts. Got to make them slippery! Steve thought, his mind totally fixed on his objective. Reaching back, he slipped his hand between Peggy's nervously twitching legs, ramming it up into her slit, coating his fingers with her slippery vaginal juices. Peggy jumped as she felt her genitals being stroked, and a happy smile came over her face as she thought that Steve was about to start fucking her again. But she was doomed to disappointment.

Steve took his cunt-slippery hand and smeared Peggy's warm lubricants all over the insides of both her breasts until he was convinced they were wet enough.

"What the hell are you doing?" Peggy demanded, looking up in surprise.

"You just hold on tight, baby," Steve grunted down at her. "I'm gonna fuck you in the tits!"

"Fuck me in the tits . . . ?" Peggy started to ask, but a moment later Steve had reached around to the outside of each of her big soft mounds, his fingers sinking into the resilient flesh. Then he pushed them tightly together, effectively trapping his rock-hard cock in the slippery, warm tunnel between them.

"Ooooohhhhhh, Christ... is that ever nice!" Steve groaned, as his cock began to slither in and out of the artificial cunt he had made for it. The billowy heated softness of Peggy's huge pink-tipped globes folded maddeningly around his slowly moving organ, massaging it from all sides, while his balls dragged pleasurably over her upper belly. And not only did it feel good! At the same time he was stroking delight into his own shuddering cock, he was able to watch the whole thing happening right before his eyes. They glowed as he watched Peggy's big tits change shape under his clutching fingers, and the harder he pressed inward, the tighter became the hot slippery channel between them.

At first, Peggy was disappointed . . . very disappointed. Her throbbing cunt still cried out for orgasmic release, but little by little she realized she would just have to accept the inevitable. It had hardly been the first time that a man had been struck by the magnificence of her almost inhumanly perfect breasts to the exclusion of nearly everything else. She hoped that Steve would get over his obsession faster than most, and then go back to what she considered more important work.

But then Peggy began to be aware of how good what Steve was doing to her felt. She'd never actually been fucked in the tits before, and the obscene novelty of it began to lewdly excite her. Steve's inventiveness helped too- while he held her breasts tightly together with his fingers, his thumbs were playing busily over her rigid nipples, stroking hot bolts of sexual feeling into the whole throbbing mass of her breasts.

And, most exciting of all, she found that when she looked down, she could see the tip of Steve's rampaging cock emerge for a moment each time he shoved the big organ deep into the sensitive valley between her breasts. She liked that-she liked the sight of the tiny slit in the end of that bulbous cock-head each time it flashed into view for a second and then vanished back into its warm wet nest of tit-flesh. Kind of looks like a one-eyed, bald-headed mouse poking its head out of its hole, she thought irreverently, and almost burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of the mental image she had thought up.

But her brief burst of humor ended a moment later, when Steve, tardily realizing that he should be doing something for Peggy, reached back with one hand and drove two fingers up into her previously deserted cunt.

"Uuuunnnnnhhhhhhhh," Peggy moaned, her genitals once again coming back to life.

"Push your tits together, dammit!" Steve snapped at her, "or I won't be able to keep my finger up you!"

Deprived of support on one side, Peggy's tits had fallen a little apart, and Steve no longer had such a tight channel between them to lovingly squeeze his pounding cock. Obediently Peggy reached down and forced her own breasts together, pushing Steve's remaining hand away, and her reward was more than just the finger that now began to flash in and out of her refilled cunt-she found it excited her to be an active participant in the lewd plundering of her now powerfully responding breasts by Steve's relentlessly slithering penis.

"Oh . . . oh . . ." Peggy began to moan. "It all feels so good!" The panting girl licked her lips excitedly. "And . . . And," she added, "I think I might be able to cum this way!"

"Atta way, baby," Steve laughed from above. "You just keep up the good work and old Dad'll see that you're taken care of."

But it wasn't going to be that easy. The sight of Peggy, her eyes looking smokily up at him as she molded her breasts into a tight tunnel for his ever-growing cock added a new touch of excitement to his already high state of arousal -that and the wet clasping feel of her cunt wrapped around his drumming fingers.

"Holy God...... What a hot little bitch!" he exulted, and for a moment forgot to hold his balls in check, and by the time he remembered, it was too late. A shuddering explosion deep down inside his tightly swollen testicles told him he was about to cum, and try as he would, he couldn't hold it back. Unaware of what was happening, Peggy was holding her breasts even more tightly together, and to make things worse, she had started licking the end of his cock each time it made its brief appearance from between her tits. This last obscene little gesture was too much for the already highly excited Steve.

"Oh, God," he moaned, throwing his head back. "I . . . I'm going to CUUUUUMMMM!"

"Wait! Wait! What about me?" Peggy wailed, but it was no use. Steve rammed his cock as far in between the girl's tightly held breasts as he could, shoving the tip of the long rod right up near her face, and a moment later hot jets of sperm began to shoot out the end, spraying all over Peggy's throat and chin.

"Your fingers . . . your fingers!" she spluttered. "Keep shoving them up my cunt. . . . Maybe I'll cum yet!"

But it was no use. Lost in his orgasm, Steve was aware only of the boiling sperm which rushed up from his balls and out the end of his tightly trapped cock like hot lava. His fingers became motionless up inside Peggy's desperate cunt, while she lunged her hips time and time again up against his hand, trying to coax the fingers back to life. Knowing she wasn't going to be able to cum, Peggy nevertheless kept her breasts pressed tightly together to help coax the last of Steve's climax out of his spasming cock, all the while twisting and turning her head to avoid the thick bursts of semen that spurted over her face.

When it was over, Steve toppled wearily from Peggy's unsatisfied body, his dripping cock slithering wetly from between her breasts. "Thanks," he panted out between deep ragged breaths. "I'll make it up to you somehow."

"With what?" Peggy asked peevishly, giving Steve's now limp cock a contemptuous flick with her fingers. "Oh, Christ, how I need to cum!" she wailed unhappily.

"Don't you worry, honey," another voice cut in suddenly. "You just stick around and you'll get all the sex you can handle." And a moment later a naked body slipped into bed with Steve and Peggy.

It was Ellen!