Chapter 14
After the mailman had thanked Debbie and gone, she felt normal. It was wonderful to have that feeling. The torture that had surfaced in her mind when she thought something was wrong with her had caused her face to flush and her heart to pound rapidly. Sometimes she even felt her palms becoming sweaty when she reflected on her sexual experiences.
Maybe she was wired wrong at the factory, she reasoned. It was comforting to know that she was beginning to lead a normal sexual life, at last. However, all of that ended when Harriet returned.
"Hi, baby." Harriet smiled as she hurried into the house to escape the wintry chill.
Her tan hooded mohair coat was covered with snow and she hastily went to the kitchen to brush it off.
"I don't know why I ever come here in the wintertime," Harriet admitted, "but I do love it. I guess it's because I need to get away from Vegas now and then."
The young girl looked at her aunt with such calmness and composure that Harriet became suspicious that something had taken place in her absence.
"Honey," she asked, "what happened while I was gone?"
Pretending that she couldn't understand why her aunt would observe any difference, Debbie shrugged.
"I don't know what you mean."
"You look so relaxed," Harriet explained.
"I've been looking at the snow falling," Debbie commented as she walked to the window and looked at the panorama of falling snowflakes before, her. The majestic snow-capped mountain peaks rose in the distance as Debbie looked dreamily through the frosted windowpanes.
"That always relaxes me, too," her aunt assured her. "By the way, I met someone at the market this morning that I'd like to have you meet. He's an old boyfriend."
When Debbie heard this she became upset
"An old boyfriend?" she asked.
"Yes, you will enjoy meeting him so much. Richard Lance. He's a famous writer who likes to come up here to unwind. I want him to meet you.
By the way, you've got to do something about your fingernails. Your mother is absurd not to help you. A young lady must look glamorous. Maybe I should take you to the manicurist myself. I think that Helen, who works there, could really do wonders with your hair and your fingernails. You must add a little sophistication."
At first Debbie could hardly admit to the fact that there was anything wrong with her. She was quite satisfied with herself as she was. And she didn't appreciate Harriet telling her that she needed to do anything to improve herself.
"Look, dear." Harriet smiled. "I want to help you. And the very best way is to have your hair styled and have a manicurist always do your nails. Your mother should provide for that."
That afternoon Harriet was true to her word. She took Debbie to a beauty salon where she was given a fashionable hairdo and then she took her to a manicurist. As if that Wasn't enough, Harriet even bought her some new clothes for her wardrobe.
"Consider it my Christmas gift to you, darling." She smiled as they walked out of the most fashionable small boutique in the quaint mountain village.
That night Richard Lance came to dinner. He was a tall, brown-haired, handsome man in his late thirties, with smooth skin and alert blue eyes. At first Debbie felt awkward and nervous, but Richard was a friendly person and seemed to enjoy Debbie a lot.
"I'm lucky I was invited to dinner tonight." He smiled at Harriet.
"Why?" Harriet asked, as if she didn't know. "I wouldn't have met Debbie if I hadn't been," he declared.
Harriet prepared a delicious dinner of filet mignon, asparagus tips, green salad, and mince pie for dessert. After dinner, Harriet suggested they all have something to drink. Debbie had enjoyed the bourbon and Seven and so she didn't hesitate to have some more to drink. But Harriet laced her drink with an aphrodisiac that she felt would assist her in her designs. Sitting in front of the blazing fireplace, Richard suddenly got a strange urge. He looked at the white bearskin rug and smiled.
"What are you smiling at?" Harriet asked Richard.
"I was thinking of how much fun it would be for the three of us to lie bare-ass naked on the bearskin rug."
Harriet immediately played down Richard's erotic suggestion.
"Debbie is just a high school girl," she reminded him.
"They give the best screws of all," Richard said emphatically.
"I think I'd better be going to bed," Debbie announced.
"Alone?" Richard smiled as he got to his feet.
"Aunt Harriet, will you excuse me?" Debbie asked, deliberately not looking Richard's way.
"Of course I will." Harriet smiled.
As Debbie started to leave, Richard tried to entice her.
"It isn't every day that you can experience a sexual triangle," he told her. "You could be making love to one part of my anatomy while Harriet makes love to another part of me. You ought to try a three-way."
Debbie had never been afraid of trying anything once. On a sudden impulse she turned and looked at Richard.
"Are you sure you're man enough to take on two women?" she asked him suggestively.
A persuasive smile formed around Richard's lips as he looked at her. Dramatically reaching for his fly he slowly started unzipping. "I'll let you judge that for yourself, young lady." Harriet's eyes glistened as she watched. Richard had the biggest cock she'd ever seen. That was precisely why she had invited him. She thought she would provide Debbie with something unusual and pleasurable at the same time. As the horny man unzipped his fly and reached in to pull out his thick, throbbing cock, Debbie's eyes widened in wonder. She had seen her brother's cock many times and once she'd even caught sight of her father's penis as he was about to insert it in her mother when she had opened their bedroom door by accident. But at this moment she was gazing at the biggest piece of man meat she had ever seen. "How big is it?" she asked incredulously. "It's big enough for you," he told her. Richard stroked his gigantic penis a couple of times and Debbie could see drops of crystal cum oozing at its quivering tip.
"Some women love to suck on it." He smiled proudly. "And some women love to have me fuck them with it. You can do anything you want with my pecker. Are you cock hungry?"
The deliberate boldness of his question stunned Debbie. She couldn't believe anyone could ever speak so bluntly. And then she remembered what Harriet had told her about conducting illicit affairs with married men. Perhaps Richard was a sexy leftover from her past life. She was only eighteen and her sex life was just beginning. And yet she knew she could give to Richard the pleasure that only a hot, horny, teenage girl could give. Going over to him with complete conviction, she reached out for his huge, throbbing cock and lovingly stroked on it a couple of times.
"Do you want to nibble it?" He smiled. "I ... I just want to admire it," Debbie said as she examined the gigantic penis.
"You'd enjoy having it in your mouth." Harriet laughed. "But you might choke on it."
Debbie could feel the swelling tension of his cock as she pumped on it. He was getting harder.
"Oh, I would like to have that cock sliding in me," she admitted as she looked down at it.
The feelings that were going through her now were very much evident. She wanted Richard's immense throbbing penis tip touching the orifice of her vagina. And now she didn't hesitate to say so. "I want your cock," she admitted passionately. *1 think it's time we take our clothes off," Harriet suggested.
Harriet had planned this three-way sexual moment. The crackling logs in the fireplace added the perfect illumination to their sexual activity. Harriet had deliberately drawn the drapes earlier and put the double bolt lock on the front door.
"I love to hear the wind whistling around the house and the snow falling while we're having sex," she said huskily.
Stripping first, she waited for Debbie to undress. Debbie reluctantly removed her sweater. Her fresh young bosoms with their red nipples loomed out enticingly. She hadn't bothered to wear a brassiere. She was dressing like her Aunt Harriet. When she removed her skirt, it was also evident she hadn't bothered to wear panties, either. This ignited Richard's erotic appetite.
"I guess your Aunt Harriet's teaching you how to dress. You've got to be ready for action at all times."
Richard didn't take long undressing. Hastily he slipped off his pale blue shirt, navy blue pants and blue suede shoes, then his socks and shorts. As he stood before the two women totally nude, his huge cock jutted out in front of his belly. A squeal of girlish delight issued from Debbie's lips. She could hardly wait to slip Richard's thick, swelling prick in her mouth.
"Who wants to be first?" he asked.
Harriet gestured toward Debbie.
"Debbie, I've had him," she whispered. "Now it's your turn."
Eagerly Debbie reached out and gripped the pulsating, mammoth prick in her hand. She pumped it up and down.
"All right." Richard groaned as he felt her hand giving him a super jack job.
His lustful eyes watched her intently now. He could see her twitching pussy moistening.
"Don't hold back," he urged. "Just keep jacking."
The oozing slit at the crown of his cock indicated just how stimulated he was. She pulled on the throbbing erection, getting him so excited he knew he'd better fuck her and fuck her fast.
"Why don't you stretch out on' that bearskin rug?" he suggested.
His pulsing cock throbbed powerfully in her hand. Debbie's mouth watered. He could hardly wait to slip his prick in her mouth and feel her sucking. Richard lay down on the bear skin rug in a supine position. Kneeling, Debbie started licking tenderly all around his crotch. She was lavishly sucking on his balls, and soon a probing finger snaked up his tight asshole.
"Very good," he exclaimed as she conveniently spread his thighs open wider.
Gripping his huge, thick prick she began sucking hard. Her head bobbed up and down on his thick man meat and soon she was giving him a frantic cock-suck.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted, "now you're doing it. But I want to screw your cunt. Before I shoot my wad you must pull off it."
She could taste Richard starting to cum. Reluctantly pulling off his thick, rigid cock, she did as he told her to.
"I want to lie on my side and let Harriet suck on my asshole while I screw your cunt," he explained.
That sounded different to Debbie. She lay on her side. The white bearskin rug tickled her naked body. Nothing mattered now except pleasing Richard and his huge penis. Richard guided every inch of his manhood into her. Her vaginal muscles bore down with the snapping grip of a lariat. Moments later Harriet was grasping his sinewy asscheeks. She pulled his buttocks apart as she let her tongue lick along his ass crevice. As his arrogant male rigidity plunged into Debbie's hot, clasping cunt, he felt Harriet's tongue slipping up his rectum. In a way, Harriet felt embarrassed about doing something like this in front of her niece. Yet this was the way she lived, and it didn't matter if Debbie knew. Obviously Debbie enjoyed orgies, too.
Richard pounded with graphic artistry, plunging rhythmically into Debbie's fiery cunt.
"Move your legs a little farther apart," he told her as his heart beat in his throat.
The young girl did as he told her to. She liked having his raiding member spearing into her. Then her entire body began responding to him. She was pumping back, grinding her vagina against him in heedless abandon.
"That feels fantastic," he told her. "Screw it."
He held -her quivering asscheeks and squeezed them frantically as he rammed it to her. The thrill of having Harriet's tongue surging up his asshole while Debbie's cunt grabbed his stone-hard cock had him going out of his mind with erotic pleasure. His pulsing peter rubbed masterfully in her pussy as he went on pumping ecstatically.
"I've never had anything like this," Debbie cried out as her clasping arms engulfed her lover like a praying mantis.
She wanted to feel his sinewy ass muscles as he rhythmically stabbed into her.
"Put your hands down on my ass," he told the young girl.
Reaching down, Debbie felt his firm, muscular buttocks. She could sense every movement as he rhythmically rammed it to her. At the same time she could hear her Aunt Harriet licking and sucking on Richard's asshole.
"Ohhh," Richard gasped, "fuck me, fuck me."
It was thrilling to have that big cock in her. She had never known anything could be quite so exciting. At last she was away from her brother, Steve. The willful, wild sexual urge that had compelled her to carry on with Steve was disappearing. And this excited and pleased her.
"You really know how to fuck," Debbie panted as she clutched his pumping buttocks.
He pressed his chest against her distended nipples. At the same time he told Harriet to stab her tongue farther up his ass.
"Oh, suck my ass," he ordered as the gnawing fury of sexual ardor overpowered him.
No force on earth could stop him from doing what he was doing now. He wrapped his arms hungrily around the young girl, pressing his hairy chest against her taut nipples. His throbbing cock drove into her with steady, deeper strokes. He could feel her adding moisture to his penis as he stabbed inside, making it easier to ride her slick cunt. She squirmed and started pushing against him. "Fuck me," he panted, as he drove in deeper. At the same time he was stimulated by the keen thrills that went through his asshole as Harriet sucked his butt. He enjoyed the slick, slurping sounds of her mouth, teeth and tongue nibbling at his ass and biting him there.
"Suck it," he hissed at Harriet as he glanced over his shoulder to see her licking out his ass.
Harriet was panting now as she glided her thick tongue deeper into his rectum. His anus was warm ; md super tight and well coated with her hot saliva. She could see his butt was writhing like a snake as he kept pumping his hips shamelessly into the young girl's cunt.
"Ohhh," Richard groaned, "I'm cumming. Fuck me, fuck me."
Debbie clutched him tightly as she ground her cunt against his pelvis and juiced. Harriet kept sucking at his asshole until he had finished his raging hot fuck. Finally he pulled his immense prick from Debbie's throbbing cunt. Harriet slid her tongue from his asshole and patted his buttocks.
At this point Debbie had to admit she had experienced the most stimulating, sensual moment in her young life.