Chapter 1
"I'll only be gone two weeks, honey. The firm is having problems with two of their branches back east. They need someone to straighten out those problems and I'm their most experienced man."
"I know, Dave. I realize it's part of your job. It's just that the kids and I will miss you. And you know how I hate being alone. You've never been away from home this long since we've been married."
"Well, Doris, that's why I've asked my sister to come and stay with you and the kids until I get back. You like Stella, don't you?" "Yes, I like her and so do the kids. But sometimes she worries me. She's so, you know, free-spirited."
"Yes," he said, "she always was that. Anyway, she'll be here this evening. And don't worry, everything will be okay." Then he rolled over on top of her and said: "Now, let's stop talking and start fucking. I've got to catch a plane in two hours!" Dave buried his wife's tiny blonde body into the mattress and slammed his cock in deep.
Stella clawed her lover's back and threw her legs high into the air. The man's cock was driving her wild as it slid in and out of her wide-open cunt. She could feel his long fingers digging into her big, shapely asscheeks and lifting her off the mattress. Her mind reeled and she trembled all over with a burning intensity.
"Uuuuungh! Uuuuungh!" she cried, biting his shoulder. "My pussy is on fire! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, you big-cocked stud!"
"I'm going to fuck your hot brains out, bitch! I'm going to fuck you to death! I knew you were a hot bitch when I picked you up in that supermarket. Oooooooh!"
"Picked me up? I picked you up, stud! Now shut up and give me some more cock!"
The large blond man slammed his big prick into the tall woman's quivering cunt hole and began to grind his hips into her. He held her ass tight as he rotated his hips. He could feel her thick pussy hair as the heat swelled up inside him.
Stella, her big round tits mashed by the man's hairy chest, squirmed about beneath him. His cock was buried deep inside her. She could feel its thickness scraping against her tender pussy walls and delving into every crack and corner. Rippling waves of bliss shot through her cunt and raced up to her brain. She could feel them building, receding, then building again until they reached unbearable heights. Gurgling deliriously, she began to buck up into him.
"Ooooooh! Aaaagh! My pussy! My pussy! Eeeeeee!" she howled. "Fuck meeeeee! Eeeeeeee!"
"I'm trying, bitch! I'm trying to!" The man began to slam his prick in and out of the woman's cunt, each stroke rocking her body and making her thighs shake like jelly.
Stella shook her head back and forth in delirium, her long black hair flying about. The man's cock was pulverizing her tender membranes, setting them afire. She felt as if she were being pulled inside-out by the hard-driving cock. She drew her knees up to her shoulders and cried out for more.
The man obliged, pounding her with his muscular body. His powerful cock stretched her pussy walls and seared them with burning heat. He was on fire and he fucked her harder ^sensing his own orgasm.
"Yeeeessss!" she screamed, spit drooling from her open mouth. "Yeeesss! Fuck the shit out of me! Ooooh, yeeesss!"
He grabbed her legs and pulled them back over his shoulders. She was completely at his mercy. She could feel the sudden cool air against her thighs and asscheeks and it made her gasp. Sinking her nails into his hard back, she bit her lip and shuddered as his prick shot deeper.
"It's in me, damn you! Oh, shit, it's in me! Aaaaagh!" she howled, straining against him with all her energy. "Fill me up! I need your cock! Iiiiiieeeee!"
"Ooooooh!" he moaned, still slamming his cock in and out of her dripping cunt. "I'm fucking you as hard as I can! Oh, shiiiiitt! You fuckin' amazon! Shit! Shit! Shiiiiiittt!"
Stella's pussy meat was pounded by her lover's huge cock. It slammed in and out of her with blinding speed—and terrific force. She was nearly out of her mind with ecstasy. Her pussy juices were starting to boil. Sweat covered her shapely body. She screamed loudly and trembled violently as the first waves of her orgasm swept through her body.
"AAAAAGH! EEEEEE! I'M COOOMMII-ING!" OOOOOOOOH!" she howled at the top of her lungs, her body out of control.
"You're busting my nuts, you big-assed bitch! I'm getting wet! Oooooh! Oooooh!" he cried, taming her with his driving cock. He slammed his prick into her fuck hole once, twice, three times, then held it deep as his body stiffened.
His squirting cock filled Stella with hot streams of cum that soon overflowed her pussy and ran down her thighs and onto the bedsheets. They held each other tight as the final spasms echoed through their bodies. Then they collapsed, exhausted, and rolled apart.
"You're a damn good fuck!" he said at last. "I could fuck you all day and all night."
"Sorry," she said, starting to rise. "But I promised my brother that I'd spend the next two weeks with his family while he's away. I have to be leaving real soon."
"You've got time to suck my cock first, don't you?" he asked, tugging at her arm as she hopped down off the bed.
"I guess so," she said, looking down at his magnificent, red-headed hunk of cock meat. Although limp and soaking wet, it looked too tasty to pass up. "Sit down on the edge of the bed and I'll see what I can do for you."
The man did as Stella said, while she knelt down between his legs. She cradled his balls with her fingers, toying with them. Then she lowered her head and began to lick his prick. She lapped up all the cum, swallowing it hungrily. Then she wrapped her lips around the red cock head and milked him dry.
"Shit!" he groaned, squirming on the bed. "Your lips are hot as a mother-fucker!" He brushed her long black hair out of the way and caressed her bulging cheeks.
Stella milked all the cum from his cock, enjoying it immensely. Then she began to smack noisily on his prick, moving it from one cheek to the other. Soon it was hard as a rock and stretching her tiny-lips.
"Uuuuungh!" she mumbled, running her lips up and down the glistening shaft. "Ummmmmmm! Sluuuurrp!"
She sucked his prick slowly. Her clinging lips slid easily along its surface. Her probing tongue tasted the heat of the cock and felt it grow bigger. She moved her lips down to the hairy root and gasped as his prick poked into the back of her throat.
"Aaaaaagh! Suck it, bitch! Suck it!" he groaned, stroking her stuffed cheeks.
A few drops of cum ran down her throat as she let the huge cock slide back out of her mouth. When all of it was out except the head, she clamped down on the fat bulb with her lips and began to flicker her tongue over the piss hole. Her lover, feeling her snake-like tongue, bucked up off the bed and rammed his cock deep again. Almost gagging, she drew her lips back again until she had recovered the swollen bulb. Once more her flickering tongue went to work on the man's piss hole.
While her lover squirmed and groaned, Stella licked his huge cock head. Her tongue covered it with spit until it shone. Then her greedy mouth sucked the spit off. Finally, she puckered her sweet lips and began to suck on the piss hole, gathering more golden cum.
"Shiiiiit!" he moaned.
Feeling an emptiness in her throat again, Stella sucked the long, wet prick back into her hot mouth and deep-throated it. The cock throbbed against the roof of her mouth and burned her gums. She shuddered and then began to suck it eagerly, her head bobbing up and down like a woodpecker's. She sucked hard and noisily, running her wet lips up and down the muscular cockshaft. ' "Eeeeeeee! Iiiiiieeeee!" howled her lover as she set fire to his cock.
His cock was burning intensely. He could feel his cum rising to the surface. His nuts hardened as the heat raced through them, too. He grabbed a handful of Stella's hair and guided her sucking mouth.
"Uuuungh! Sluuurrrpp! Mmmmmmmm!" she grunted, sucking furiously.
The air was filled with wet sucking noises. Spit dribbled from the corner of her mouth. She swallowed more cum, a few premature drops that had leaked from the piss hole. The cock's heat was burning her cheeks and making her tremble.
"Aaaaaagh!" he howled, his face twisted in sweet agony. "You're making me come again! I feel it! Oh! Oh! OOOOOOHH!"
As Stella held the burning cock deep in her mouth, it erupted and shot its load. The thick creamy cum bounced off the roof of her mouth, as well as her cheeks and gums. She swallowed hungrily, shuddering as the warm fluid ran down her throat.
His cock was still spurting as the fire swarmed through his groin. He twisted and thrashed on the bed while Stella tried to hold onto his cock.
The man's frantic bucking caused his prick to pop out of Stella's mouth. Still spurting, it covered her face with thick wads of gooey cum. The spunk dripped from her eyelids, her nostrils, and her rosy cheeks. Some even landed in her hair. Soon the man's cock was spent and he fell backwards on the bed.
Stella used her hand to wipe her face clean and then licked her hand clean. Finally, she bent over and licked the man's cock clean, running her tongue through his blond, cock hair. Finished at last, she stood up and looked at the clock on the wall. Time to get rid of this big blond stud, she thought, so I can get dressed and get over to my sister-in-law's.
As she drove alone across town, her bags packed and on the back seat, Stella relaxed and let her mind wander. She thought of many things, mostly of her own life. Tall, dark, and beautiful, with a long, lean face and coal-black eyes, she had never married, although she had been asked many times. She was determined to keep her freedom and live the way she wanted;
She had tried her hand at every sort of profession—model, fashion designer, real-estate salesperson, and many others. She was successful at each, but soon grew bored and ventured into something different and more challenging. She seemed to thrive on challenges, meeting them all head-on and using her greatest assets to overcome them—her mind and her body.
At thirty-three years of age, Stella still had a hell of a body—big, round tits, flat stomach, well-curved ass and hips, and long, graceful legs. Men found her irresistible. She was thankful for this, for she dearly loved to fuck—anyplace, anytime, with anybody.
Lately, however, she had begun to feel that something was missing in her life. She had no one to care for others than herself, no one to love and to help with problems. She realized it was probably just her maternal instincts or perhaps a sense of longing, still, it concerned her.
That was why she was so eager to accept her brother's invitation. Two weeks in his household would give her plenty of opportunity to think about someone other than herself. Kids always have problems and his sons were getting pretty big, big enough to start thinking about girls. That always creates problems for teenaged boys! Stella thought for a second, then broke out in a wide grin.
"Shame on you, Stella!" she muttered.
Stella turned her car into her sister-in-law's driveway and pulled to a stop. It was a lovely red brick house, situated in a nice, suburban neighborhood. She noticed the next-door neighbor staring at her as she walked to the house carrying her bags. She knew she was quite a sight in her tight jeans and tight tee shirt, blazoned with the words, "squeeze me." Her rich, black hair fell past her shoulders and further enhanced her youthful beauty.
Tiny, blonde Doris, her brother's wife, met her at the door and led her inside. It was a comfortable house, with well-taken-care-of furniture and rich carpeting. Tasteful paintings hung from the walls and a grandfather's clock stood in the far corner. Doris' warm smile put Stella at ease immediately and the woman were soon joined by three kids who came running down the stairs.
The one in the lead was a pretty blonde girl, with large, blossoming tits. Stella knew her name was Debbie and that she was barely a teenager. But, from the size of the girl's tits and ass, it was harder to believe.
Behind her was her older brother, Robbie, a kid, with golden hair and small freckles. He too was big for his age and had a bulge in his jeans to prove it. His wide grin and roving eyes made Stella blush.
Close behind him was his brother, Dennis, a tall, muscular youth, with curly brown hair. Stella knew Dennis was in high school, but she never expected him to be so grown-up. He was practically a mature man and when he looked down at the "V" in her tight jeans, her pussy began to quiver. He's just like his father, she thought.
"Hi, Aunt Stella," said Debbie, smiling. "I'm glad you came. It'll be fun with you here."
"I'm glad to be here," said Stella, smiling at each of them and giving them a peck on the cheek. "I just hope I can be of some real help to you while your father's away. I want you to feel free to come to me anytime. I'm here to help you."
"Don't tell them that," said Doris, laughing. "You won't get a moment's rest." Then she said: "Everyone into the dining room. It's time to eat."
They had a large meal. Afterwards, they relaxed in the living room, talking and watching television. Stella felt a strange warmth spread through her as she sat with Doris and the kids. It was as if they were her family. She felt they were all a part of her and she smiled inwardly.
Suddenly Dennis cursed out loud and threw his school book across the room.
"What's the matter?" asked Stella. "Having problems with your homework?"
"Naw," said Dennis, rolling over on his back and stretching out on the floor. "It's that darn Billy Lancer."
"Did you have a fight with him or something?" asked Stella.
"They've been fighting for weeks," said Doris, interrupting. "For a spot on the football team, that is."
"Yeah," said Dennis. "We both want to be the starting quarterback. But I know that Coach Davies is going to give the job to Billy just because Billy's father is rich and donates a lot of money to the school's athletic program. It's not fair. I'm a much better player than Billy."
"Well, if you're a better player than Billy, then I think you should get the job," said Stella.
"Yeah, well, tell that to Coach Davies," said Dennis, returning to his homework.
"Poor Dennis is so worried about the football team! And Debbie and Robbie are worried about the school dance this Friday night," said Doris, leaning back on the sofa. "Wait 'til you kids get older and have your own families, then you'll know what real problems are."
"You just don't understand, Mom," said Debbie, her head buried in her hands.
"What doesn't she understand?" asked Stella, admiring the young girl' s shapely ass.
"Oh, nothing," said Debbie.
"Come on, tell me," said Stella. "I want us to be friends."
"She's just mad because Roy hasn't asked her to go to the dance with him," said Robbie, interrupting.
"Oh, shut up, Robbie!" said the young girl, obviously disturbed. "He wants to ask me, he's just afraid—like you."
"What do you mean?" said Robbie, now upset. "Who am I afraid of?"
"You're afraid of every girl in the school, that's who!"
"I am not!" said the boy, his face turning red. "I talk to a lot of them."
"Yeah, you talk to them, plenty. But you're afraid to do anything else to them. Linda told me."
"You shut up!" said Robbie. "You're just mad because Roy is afraid of you."
"All right, kids," said Doris. "That's enough. Remember, we have company. Now behave yourselves."
The kids calmed down and returned to their studies. Stella took note of their words and stored them in the back of her mind. Maybe there was something she could do to help them, she thought, although she wasn't sure what.
"Why don't you come with me, Stella?" said Doris. "I'll show you your room. We'll leave the kids to their studies."
'Fine," the tall brunette said.
She followed the tiny woman up the stairs and down the hallway to the guest room. It was located at the end of the hall, beside Debbie's room and across from Dennis' room. It was small but comfortable, and Doris made her feel at home.
"It's not much," said the blonde, leaning over to straighten the bedsheets.
"Nonsense, I love it," said Stella, admiring Doris' body. "And I plan to enjoy my stay." She studied the tiny woman's ass.