Chapter 7
Doris lay back on her bed, a smile of total satisfaction on her lips. Les lay beside her, his chest slowly rising and falling, an occasional sleeping grunt escaping his lips. She looked over at him and placed her palm against the outline of his jaw, wondering when it had been so good before. She leaned over and kissed his ear, but he didn't stir.
"Good night, sweetheart," she whispered, rising from the bed. As she walked toward the bathroom, her pussy ached from so much delicious abuse. She gave a low murmur of pleasure as she turned on the light and looked at her reflection.
The evening had been perfect, free from any of the complications she had anticipated. How could she have been so stupid to think that Jason would be jealous! The boy had been unusually happy, had eaten voraciously of the supper she'd prepared.
She combed out her hair and applied a fresh coat of pale, peach-colored lipstick. Then giving herself one last critical gaze in the mirror, she padded from the bathroom.
"Jason?" she whispered, walking into the boy's room. "Are you...."
The bed was empty, the sheets stripped. For a stunned moment she thought she had, indeed, misjudged him, and he had left. But no, his suitcase was still there in the corner, his clothes in the closet.
A quick smile formed on her lips. Michelle! Of course. But why hadn't she noticed anything? Over supper they had barely spoken to each other. In fact, it seemed they were being obviously cool. She had dismissed it as a simple lack of chemistry between them, and anyway, she had devoted most of her attention to Les.
She stepped back into the hallway and listened intently. The only sound was the soft breathing of her husband, and the pilot light of the water heater. Cautiously, she walked toward the other bedroom and listened outside the door. Nothing.
Hating herself for being such a sneak, she still couldn't help pushing the door open. When she peered into the darkness, she saw that the girl's bed was also empty.
"Now ... where the hell?" she asked herself, walking into the living room. She almost flicked the light switch, but noticed something move outside the window. Slowly she moved to the window and looked out. Just as she did, she noticed Jason dashing into the barn, then closing the doors behind him. "So that's it," she murmured, nodding her head.
Moments later, her bathrobe flying in the gentle wind, she walked from the house toward the barn. She crept around to the side and knelt down, remembering there was a broken board Les hadn't gotten around to repairing. She held her breath, realizing fully now what Jason must have felt, and looked through the crack.
"Jesus, I feel like a bird making a nest," Jason said to Michelle as he threw the sheets over the straw. He then looked up at the girl and motioned for her to join him on the ground. "Give me that lantern and I'll blow it out," he said.
"No," Michelle said nervously, sitting beside him. "I ... I want to ... see ... what happens."
Doris gave a silent sigh from where she knelt. She wanted to see what was going to happen also.
She made herself a little more comfortable and absentmindedly placed her right hand on her thigh. When she sat her nephew slowly undressing the girl, she inched her fingers closer to her cum-splattered cunt.
Oh, you're gonna get yours, she thought. That big dick of his is gonna rip the shit out of that little pussy of yours! She closed her eyes for a second and licked her lips, her excitement growing. Again, she looked inside.
"God, you're beautiful," Jason whispered, looking down at Michelle's firm, young body. He tenderly ran his fingers into her swollen cunt, stroking the slippery crack. As her silky, blonde hairs brushed his palm, he could feel the heat from her body. "You're beautiful ... all over," he murmured, lowering his face to the two upturned tits.
"Is ... is this going to hurt ... much?" Michelle gasped, eyeing his huge cock as it pulsated over his stomach.
"Not at all," Jason said, probing his middle finger inside her puckered hole. When he touched the delicate membrane of her cherry, he withdrew his finger. "I'm gonna make sure you love it," he whispered. "I'll just get you good and ready first."
"It's going to kill me, I know it!" Michelle gasped, her eyes riveted on his prod. "You'll never even begin to get that thing in me!"
"Just hold on," Jason said patiently. "I'll take my time. And I won't do anything until you ask me.
Michelle felt her body relax slightly when his lips kissed beneath her tits to her stomach. Then, as his chin touched the top fringe of her pussy hair, she spread her legs slightly, her hips thrusting upward involuntarily.
"Oh ... I think I'm ready now!" she gasped, feeling a slick warmth inside her cunt. "You want to...."
"I want to lick this delicious thing out for a while," Jason said, planting himself between her thighs. He licked his tongue over the satiny texture of her pussy and inhaled deeply, almost able to taste the delicate flavor of her body. "Baby, I'm gonna eat you up," he whispered hoarsely.
Michelle looked down and saw him place his hands on the sides of her pussy. He then slipped his thumbs into the loose folds of skin that surrounded her slit and pulled them apart like a curtain. When her tiny, throbbing clit came into view, she felt his tongue encircle it. An almost electric jolt of raw pleasure exploded around her pussy, causing her to jerk to a sitting position.
"Hey, take it easy," Jason said softly, pushing her back down.
"Oh ... my God!" Michelle choked, biting the back of her hand. "It feels ... like I'm ... on fire!"
"That's good," Jason grinned, "I love hot, little cunts to eat and fuck." He touched the tip of his tongue back to her clit, washing it thoroughly, occasionally scraping up and down the rubbery shaft with his teeth. A few seconds later he felt a sticky sensation on his chin as her cunt began working like a swallowing throat, forcing out a delicate stream of burning juice. He pulled her hole wider and looked into the pink tunnel. Slowly he sank his mouth fully around the opening and dug his tongue inside, curling the tip of it over the smooth walls.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Michelle cried out, her body bucking with unbelievable spasms of agonized ecstasy. "You don't ... don't know ... what that does to me!" she gasped.
"Maybe not," Jason groaned, "but I sure know what it does for me!"
He released his thumbs, letting her pussy close around his lips. He then began spearing in and out of her hole with greater speed, his teeth sinking around the base of her clit.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Michelle shrieked, dropping her hands to the back of his head, crushing his face into her steaming cunt mount. She bent her knees and humped wildly upward. "Lick my pussy to death! God ... chew it up and eat it down, you bastard!"
From the hole in the wall, Doris watched with fascination. Her fingers were now working in and out of her throbbing pussy. It took all the strength she could muster just to keep from screaming out. She bit down on her lower lip, tasting the salty flavor of blood.
Blood, she thought. Young, virgin blood. And that great big cock of Jason's would soon be plunging into the girl's cherry, the same cock that had poked into her own guts. She wished more than anything it could be her beneath him now, to have his expert tongue sliding in and out of her own pussy.
She held her head back and gave a long, silent scream of tortured release as a massive convulsion of raw pleasure shot up and down her cunt canal. A few seconds later, after the pleasure had subsided, she looked over her shoulder toward the house. She could run in there and wake Les and....
She found that she couldn't move from the spot, as if her legs had grown into the warm earth. She gazed back into the barn and again watched Jason's tongue drilling in and out of the glistening slit.
Give it to her! Give it to her! her mind screamed. Slam that big hard dick of yours in and fuck her to pieces! I want more than anything to see what it looks like, how your meat grinds her little pussy to hamburger!
"God, you've got the sweetest little pussy," Jason gurgled, lifting his head for a moment, looking through the soft brush of cunt hair. "I think I'll just lick the hell out of you, baby."
"Yes! God, yes!" Michelle cried out, writhing around on the straw. "It's good! God, it's good! Don't stop! Don't ever stop eating me!"
Jason wondered how much longer he could hold back. Already his nuts were throbbing painfully, his prick slapping against his stomach. He tightened the muscles at the base of his shaft to force back the boiling cum load and went back to her cunt. He paused when he was about two inches from the creamy cunt hole, then bit down.
"Aieeeee!" Michelle screamed, again sitting, driving his face hard into her crotch. "Eat! God, yes, eat! Eat me alive and swallow my pussy!"
When her orgasm subsided slightly, Jason kissed away from the opening, sliding his mouth over her thigh. Then, sitting back on his haunches, his mouth glistening with cunt juice, he began kissing down her leg as he held it with both hands.
"I'm going to lick you all over, baby," he murmured, his lips now brushing over her calf.
He kissed down to her perfectly-shaped feet, darting his tongue over the pink toenails. Then, when her soles were wet from his hungry nibbles, he lifted her other leg. He kissed around on her foot, then worked his way back upward. When he reached her bubbly cunt, he merely licked around the outside fringes of hair.
"Again!" Michelle begged, feeling his breath against her opening. "Lick me again!"
"All over first," Jason groaned, his mouth now on her flat belly.
He sucked and chewed upward, covering her tits with his warm mouth. After leaving them sticky with spit, he kissed into her armpits, into the hollow of her throat, up to her open mouth. He then held her tightly, barely working the underside of his shaft over her slick cunt opening, and thrust his tongue across hers.
"Now!" Michelle pleaded, digging her nails into the hard muscles of his broad back. "Rip out my cherry now! God ... please!"
"Oh no, baby," Jason whispered, chewing on her tongue. "Not for a while yet. You still want me to suck your pussy some more don't you?"
"No! I mean ... yes!" Michelle screamed. "Oh God, I don't know what I want ... want you! Anything! Just do it! God, do it!"
With measured slowness, enjoying the way her body was bucking with torture, Jason nibbled back downward, leaving a glistening trail of spit as he licked between her tits, to her belly, and finally, to her pussy.
"I'm going to make it good, baby," he said, placing his hands under her legs and lifting her so that her knees touched the tips of her tits. When her body rolled upward, revealing both her pussy and her shitter entrance, he began digging his tongue in and out of both holes. "So ... fucking good!" he groaned.
Pleasure for Michelle had almost lost all meaning. Her body was now reacting only to the explosive changes that took place inside her. Orgasm after orgasm swept into her guts, leaving her aching for more. And each time her cunt constricted with ultimate ecstasy, Jason's tongue was there to chew in another raw climax.
"Take it, baby," Jason moaned, stabbing his tongue in and out of her pussy now with fucking strokes. "Take me just like you're gonna take this big cock of mine!"
Michelle gave a painful heave, her back arching, then fell back on the straw, her lungs burning. She gave a cry of release, then melted in a panting heap. Her arms dropped from his back, and her jaw hung open from surging warmth.
"Will ... will it be anything like this?" she gasped.
"When I fuck you?" Jason grinned, sitting back on his heels, looking at her glazed expression.
"Yes," Michelle answered weakly.
"Why don't we just both find out?" Jason whispered. "Let's find out right now."