Chapter 6
I was still between assignments several days later when the door chimes sounded. I was right in the middle of fixing myself a small dinner of spaghetti and meatballs. I even had some fresh Italian breadsticks and a cold bottle of Chianti.
It was Curt Dillon, a divorced guy in his mid-forties who lived in the adjacent apartment. I'd swapped lies with him around the pool a couple of times and he seemed like a helluva nice guy.
"Hi, Jack. Hope I am not interrupting anything sensual," he said. He'd seen several of my female visitors, no doubt. "I'm in a real bind, Jack. Frankly, I need a real big favor."
"Anything but money, Curt. Anything at all," I replied before I thought what such an offer could include.
"I feel very embarrassed even asking, since you're not an old buddy of long-standing, but like I said, I'm in a bind. As you know, I am divorced, but I've got a couple of teenage kids. Naturally, they stay with my wife. But every once in a while she asks me to take one of them for the weekend. Guess she's found a live one for this weekend, because she just delivered my daughter to my doorstep about thirty minutes ago, and I didn't dare refuse. Actually, I was glad until I remembered I have to attend a series of business meetings with our Board of Directors this weekend."
"Yeah, I got the picture, but I haven't got a place for her to sleep except the couch," I replied. A twit-headed teeny-bopper wasn't exactly in my weekend plans either, so I hoped he would take the hint
"Christ, baby, that's no sweat. You should see where kids nowadays bunk-up. Crash-pads, on the ground at Big Sur, any place at all, hey, you are a real friend."
I hadn't remembered saying yes, but I was hooked. "Don't mention it, besides, I'll expect a return favor one day."
"Name it and you got it. Now listen, Angela won't be a bit of trouble and what's more, she can really cook. I'll go get her," he exclaimed and rushed out to deliver his daughter to me.
He must have had her ready before he left because in less than two minutes he was back with Angela. I wasn't prepared for such a doll. For some reason I'd envisioned a freckle-faced scrawny little broad with buck teeth. I'd forgotten that three-fourths of the centerfolds in Playboy and Penthouse were teenage females. Angela was a sex-pot from top to bottom.
"Hi, Mr. Manley," she greeted me as her dark brown eyes boldly scanned my frame, pausing for a split second on the bulge of my crotch. No! I was wrong. Had to be; she was only sixteen, for Chrissake; barely into puberty. "I promise to be very inconspicuous and quiet."
"I am delighted Angela, the joint could do with a little female touch," I answered awkwardly.
"Just make yourself at home. I'm afraid you'll have to sleep on the couch, though, I don't actually have a bedroom."
"Hey, Jack," Curt exclaimed, "don't worry. Angie's like a little kitten. She can curl up anywhere, right honey?"
She had preceded Curt and me into the oneroom sex lab I called my apartment and was surveying it in awe. I wondered what was going on in her mind as she gazed at the sex-pad, and my eyes feasted on her succulent young body.
Her raven-black hair hung down to her full, firm buttocks in a lustrous mantle. The one-piece jersey jumpsuit she wore was molded to the lush curves of her luscious body like paint The cleft formed by her full, lush buttocks was a cock-swelling sight as it moved with the rolling rhythm of each full, round butt cheek. As she turned to face us, my eyes traveled over the fullness of her bobbing tits, the smooth swell of her tummy and finally rested on the pronounced notch formed by her young cunt lips. They were firm, full and perfectly shaped, and couched between soft rounded thighs that made my mouth water.
She observed my careful inspection quite nonchalantly.
"Oh yes, Mr. Manley, I can curl up anywhere; just anywhere." I thought I detected a special, emphasis on 'anywhere'. Jesus! What was wrong with me? She was built like a sex-pot but she still was only a little girl, and I, certainly was old enough to be her father.
Curt left in a flurry of thanks, glad to be off the hook at last, and I commenced finishing preparations for dinner. Angela asked to help, but I told her to relax because I was nearly finished anyway.
"Hope you like spaghetti, Angela," I ventured.
"Love any kind of food, Mr. Manley, I'll eat anything," she replied. Again, I detected a slight emphasis on the word 'anything,' or at least I thought so. I deliberately forced such thoughts from my dirty, prurient mind Christ! What could a sixteen-year-old know about eating, in the context that flashed into my brain! Hamburgers, hot dogs and candy! That was what eating meant to kids.
I served the meal on the rug in front of the fireplace. Angela sat cross-legged opposite me, like an Indian, and maneuvered the long strands of spaghetti into her luscious, full-lipped young mouth with gusto. "Mmmm ... delicious," she exclaimed between bites. "I was starving."
As I ate I couldn't help exploring her crotch again since it was staring me right in the face and her legs were wide open in the cross-legged position. Even in such a spread open position her vulva was clearly out-lined under her blue velvet jumpsuit. I'd never seen such full, firm cunt lips. Normally, the woman's labia lose that full, firm ripeness soon after they reach puberty. I'd always wondered why it had to happen, because there is nothing more erotic to the look and touch as a pair of full, firm cunt lips; particularly if they're covered with a thick growth of crisp black pubic hair as I was sure Angela's were.
Despite my vow not to entertain this kind of thought about a sixteen-year-old girl, my cock was swollen to full erection and throbbing with lust. Without even checking I knew it was bulging and clearly visible beneath my slacks. Doubleknits aren't designed to conceal.
"Mr. Manley...." Angela started.
"Call me Jack, honey. I don't dig the formal bit," I interjected.
"Nice! Well, Jack, I've been looking at your place and I really dig it. Kind of a bachelor's paradise, isn't it? Wow! That's the craziest water bed I've ever seen, and the mirrors are ... well, golly, real swingin', if you know what I mean. I'll bet...." she stopped.
"What? What did you want to say?" I asked.
"I'll bet you got a lot of real sexy girlfriends who really make these mirrors jump!" she blurted.
A little off guard, I just grinned and shrugged. "Have a breadstick." How do you respond to that kind of statement from a kid who's sixteen but lives in a body so funky you could eat it without washing. She took the breadstick. They were made specially by the small Italian bakery on Sunset Blvd. and were much larger in diameter than most. In fact I remembered joshing Lou Fortuno, the owner, about it.
"They look phallic, Lou; almost sensual. I suppose you gotta get your jollies in any business, but cock-size breadsticks ... whew!"
Lou had gone along. "That's my way to keep the female trade happy, Jack. When the ole man he'sa too tired ... well, a good thick breadstick can come in very handy, eh!"
As Angela went to work on hers, I suddenly realized he probably wasn't kidding, completely. She licked the rounded end with her soft, pink tongue and then enveloped the thick shaft of bread slowly into her mouth. Her soft, full lips were stretched tautly around the breadstick like it was a huge cock. Then, lifting her eyes and staring straight into mine, she commenced sucking it in and out of her luscious mouth in slow, tantalizing strokes. My cock literally trembled with lust as my mind conjured up the same luscious mouth doing the same thing to it. It took me a full ten seconds to finally realize that Angela was deliberately performing with the breadstick to turn me on. It dawned on me that sixteen in 1973 was not the same as sixteen twenty years ago. "Girls were fucking like whores at fourteen nowadays, and sucking cock to boot!
"Mmmm ... these are delicious, Jack. So full and firm, too," she murmured huskily. Her eyes were doing a job on me as she sucked, scanning my bulging crotch like laser beams of restrained lust. She was trying to seduce me, by God! Christ! If only she was eighteen! Sixteen is still San Quentin quail in California, despite the changing sexual mores. And her father would cut my balls off, besides. No! No way! I could get enough action without fucking a teeny-bopper, so I ignored her as best, and as gracefully, as possible during the rest of the meal. Then I excused myself and drove down to the strip to get cigarettes.
It helped. By the time I returned my hard-on was gone and I was looking forward to a good night's sleep.
Angela was in the bathroom when I returned, but I noted that she had done the dishes and cleaned up the dinner mess while I'd been gone.
Good! She'd gotten my message. I mixed myself a highball and relaxed with the paper.
I finished the paper, then mixed myself a second belt. Then I realized how long Angela had been in the bathroom. Curious, I walked over to ask if she was O.K. Lots of people have bad accidents in the bathroom. The door was ajar about two inches and I was about to call out when my eyes beheld the scene through the crack of the door.
There, on the thick white carpeting, was Angela. Completely naked, she lay on her side with one luscious leg propped up and the other spread wide. The full, ripe mounds of her breasts moved lazily on her glorious young torso and her smooth flat stomach undulated in erotic counterpoint rhythm with the smooth, creamy expanse of her flawless belly and thick tuft of crisp, black pubic hair atop the sensuous swell of the most delicious mons veneris I've ever seen. Below this curly forest, two thick cunt lips gaped wide, exposing a juicy mass of wine-red cunt meat.
Impaled in the midst of this lustful mass of juicy meat was the shaft of one of the dildos I kept in the bathroom cabinet. It was gliding in and out of her cunt hole in slow, erotic strokes. Her tapered fingers guided it lovingly in deep, plunging into the musky depths of her swollen, lust-ridden cunt
Her head was flung back and her eyes were closed as she savored the wild sensations being produced in her young, lusty loins by the thick, hard shaft of the dildo. Her mouth was parted slightly as she moaned her pleasure with each thrust of her pelvis against the gliding lunges of the false cock.
"Ohhh ... yes, Jack, yes, yes darling. ... Fuck me, dear ... deeper, deeper. ... God, how I love that wild, hard cock in my cunt ... ohhh. ... Ohhhh!!"
Transfixed, I couldn't move. The sheer power of such pure lust in a sixteen-year-old girl gripped me with impossible strength. My cock was nearly bursting the seams of my pants, seeking to be free and plunge into that magnificent lust-hungry mass of delicious, juicy cunt meat, between the undulating, writhing thighs of that funky young bitch.
"Ohhh ... God. ... God! Yes! Ohhh YESSSS JACK....Fuck me hard! More darling ... OHHHH ... YES! Yes ... COME! OHHHH ... OH ... I'M ... GIVE IT TO ME, YOU STALLION....AAAAAHHHHGGHH....!!"
She shrieked as her nubile young body writhed in rhythm to the onslaught of a powerful, raging orgasm. Her pelvis leaped and pumped violently in the age-old thrusting motions of a woman in the heat of lust. Suddenly her entire body arched upward, then froze into a shuddering, rippling statue of orgasmic release. Her verbalizing degraded to harsh, guttural grunts of raw lust.
"UAUUUGHHH ... aaaaagghhh ... SUCK! FUCK! SHIT....COME ... HOT ... THICK ... OHHHH!!" she moaned, then collapsed onto the thick rug, her body, tits and cunt still jerking with pleasure as waves of hot, searing lust rolled through her flesh
Still frozen in the doorway, I suddenly realized I was uncomfortable. Looking down, I saw a blotch of wetness on my inner thigh. I'd come in my pants and hadn't even realized it! I moved quietly away from the door and quickly changed pants before Angela came out of the bathroom.
Finally she appeared, dressed only in a transparent nightie.
"Sorry I tied up the bathroom so long, Jack, but I'm sure you know by now that females take too much time in them; what with hair and make-up, etc."
The only thing wrong with that remark was the fact that she wore no make-up and her hair had never "seen a curler.
"Christ, I thought you had died. I was about to check, but I know girls hate to be disturbed when they're messing around in the bathroom." And such messing around, little funky cunt. Jesus!
She didn't carry it any further. She crawled under the sheets I'd placed on the couch and said goodnight. I went into the bathroom and got into some pajama bottoms which I hated to wear. And I checked the dildo. It was all clean and dry. My cock swelled to rock-hardness as my fingers touched the plastic shaft that had been inside Angela's lush, juicy cunt not ten minutes ago, Shit! If she had been eighteen ... father or no father!
I had a tough time getting to sleep. When I did, I began to dream. And such dreams! My mattress changed from a water bed into an enormous cunt. My body lay in the giant furrow formed by two gigantic labia. A thick bush of crisp, curly pubic hair was my pillow and my ass rested in the cup of an enormous vaginal opening. Warm, lubricating emit honey covered me with its sweet musky fragrance.
Then the huge cunt commenced to move up and down in gradually increasing undulations and something clasped my erect cock and commenced jacking me off. My swollen testicles also were enveloped with warm flesh that caressed, massaged and squeezed with urgent, lustful pressure.
A distant voice muttered a cacophony of street words in worship of my genitals.
"Mmmm. ... My God, what a gorgeous, hard cock ... so thick ... so hard and strong. ... Ohhh, and such huge balls, soft, virile and full....
It was Angela's voice! Jesus, if only it weren't a dream. Then I could reciprocate and savor the funky, delicious lushness of her body. Her fingers around my cock began to move urgently and waves of exquisite pleasure coursed through my loins, surged through my scrotum and rippled up my spine. The voice grew more husky and demanding.
"Wake up, damn you ... wake up! I wanna see your eyes when I jack your cock. ... Gotta see your eyes," it commenced.
I opened my eyes! There, alongside me on the bed, knelt Angela. Her face was afire with lust; beneath half-closed eyelids two blazing orbs gazed at me with burning rampant desire.
"Jesus, Angie! What the goddamn...." I croaked, and tried to leap from the bed. She squeezed my balls firmly and the pain halted my escape.
"Oh, come on, Jack, don't act so shocked. Tell me you didn't know I wanted your big prick inside of me! Tell me you don't like what I'm doing! Relax and enjoy it like my brother does. God, does he ever!"
She sounded like a full-grown woman, and her nimble fingers manipulated my throbbing cock and swollen balls with the expertise that could only result from practice.
"I know," she cooed huskily as she pumped my cock a little faster, "I'm too young and maybe I'll yell 'fuzz' just to cause trouble. Mmmm ... Jesus, I love the feel of a real man-size prick. ... Don't worry, Jack. I won't breathe a word of this to Daddy. Really! I swear! That is, if you'll do as I ask!"
Blackmail! Jesus, what a mess. My job! Maybe a prison record. All this flashed through my mind simultaneously with the waves of lust resulting from the manipulations of her strong young fingers. Shit! I decided to take the offense and enjoy myself at the same time. I commenced moving my pelvis up and down in counter-rhythm to her hand strokes, and slid my fingers inside her thighs. They were velvety soft, but firm and resilient. My fingertips finally found her crisp, thick pubic thatch.
"Yeah. ... Oh yeah ... I see you understand. Yes! Do me too! Do me quick! Fuck me with those long, powerful fingers. ... There! Ohhh....
Yes!" My middle finger had found the hot, moistness of her inner lips and was massaging the juicy, swollen ridge of her clitoral shaft. Her fingers squeezed my shaft more tightly and her other hand massaged, kneaded and squeezed my balls with unrestrained lust as she gasped with delight at my caresses.
"Oh! Wow! God! Ohhhh....Jr. never did it that deliciously. Yes, yes ... just a boy, my little brother ... OOHH. ... Never could show him how to ... OH ... GOD ... more, more ... now my ... ahhh ... yes ... yes ... my clit!" she groaned and began to move her nubile young mons in quick, sharp lunges against my finger.
"You little bitch," I growled hoarsely, "you asked for it, baby, now you're gonna get it, just like the big girls! I'm gonna suck that hot little pip till you scream for mercy, then...." I didn't finish, but left the threat hang unidentified.
"OH GOD. ... YES!" she moaned, "anything! Just don't stop ... OOHHHH ... YESSSS! THERE! OOHH GOD ... fuck ... FUCK! Faster! I'm ... OHHH ... AAGGHHP She jerked wildly; the rippling, slick-hot muscles of her cunt convulsed and clamped around my cock-finger as she came with a wild shriek of raw lust, then collapsed across my chest, her full, meaty tits making a dent in my hot flesh. She shuddered and trembled for a full five minutes as the orgasm gradually subsided into a quivering glow of lust.
Finally she lifted her head and looked into my eyes. "Oh, Jack, that was wild. How can I ever live without more, and more?" she asked huskily and squeezed my hard prick lovingly. "Now you!"
"You got wonderful fingers, Angie, but like I said ... you wanna play big girl games ... you gotta do big-girl things ... SUCK IT!" I growled, then pushed her mouth down to my thick, hard, throbbing cock.
"No!," she cried. "Ughhh! You're crazy! Only whores put that thing in their mouth .,. uuuggghh." She had struggled, but to no avail. As she protested I forced open her jaws and inserted the huge head of my cock between those lush, wet lips and lunged.
"Take it, you funky little teenage bitch. And don't try any tricks! You bite me with those sharp little teeth and I promise you'll wear false ones for the rest of your lie. Nod if you dig!"
Her head bobbed affirmative, so I eased my steel-hard organ deeper into the wet, hot succulence of her trembling mouth. It was a wildly erotic sensation. My cock was being swallowed by a tight, molten mouth of hot, juicy flesh.
She moaned and twisted as if repulsed for a few moments, then just froze. Still holding her head with my left hand, I reached down with my right and buried my fingers in the meaty resilience of her left breast and commenced massaging it and stroking the nipple. In seconds it popped up, taut and erect with pleasure. As I felt the pleasure ripple through her tit she commenced to suck my hard, throbbing cock hesitantly. A few strokes later, as the hot saliva from her mouth lubricated the length of my organ, she lost her reluctance and began to glide up and down the entire length of my cock, slowly, but with some interest. The little bitch was beginning to savor the feel of a man's thick hard prick in her mouth. Sooner or later all cunts learn to love it, and she was no exception.
As she sucked and gobbled with more and more vigor, I felt her strong, supple fingers close about the base of my throbbing cock. Then, moments later, her other hand cupped my engorged balls. As she massaged my shaft and balls with increasing vigor her mouth pumped faster and faster up and down the length of my rigid, throbbing cock. From deep in her throat came the heavy, guttural sounds of lustful pleasure.
"Mmmm ... mmm...." she gurgled, then lifted her mouth momentarily from my pulsing organ. 'I've never done anything so wild ... it's like a big, powerful ... oooohhhh God...." Her mouth swooped down again to recapture my shaft Now she sucked with renewed relish and I saw sharp waves of pleasure ripple across her back muscles. She was really getting warmed up to sucking her first cock. Beads of lust sweat popped out on her forehead and her tongue twisted and rolled around the throbbing shaft of my cock like a live thing.
As waves of pure, raw lust surged through my loins, I commenced thrusting into her hot hungry mouth, savoring the hot, rippling teenage mouth flesh around my pulsing cock. As the pleasure waves turned into sharp, almost electric shocks, I felt the hot semen in my scrotum boil and surge. With a sharp, harsh cry I lunged deep into her wild young mouth and came ... thick, hot globs of cream shot from the depths of my spasming balls and gushed into her pumping, sucking mouth.
"Yaaagggghhh ...!!! Take it ... take it all, you bitch ... ALL ... Aaaaaggghhh ... SUCK! FUCK! CUNT! SHIT!!!"
Her nimble fingers squeezed my balls tightly as she gulped and swallowed the seething foam of my surging seed with relish. Finally it filled her mouth and commenced oozing from the corners of her tautly stretched lips as she struggled to suck more and more-of the hot come from my balls.
Emptied, shuddering from the rolling shock waves of my orgasm, I could only gasp with lust and pleasure. I had just shot my seed into the hungry, hot mouth of a funky young cunt who had loved every rippling inch of my enormous cock, and every hot, creamy drop of my semen. God. How young girls had changed!!
As my organ finally lost its rigidity, it slithered from her soft come-splattered lips. She licked the last drops of come from the corners of those pink, soft lips and looked straight into my eyes.
"Gosh, Mr. Manley, I'm sure glad you made me do it. It was really a mind-busting thing. It tasted wild ... Mnda salty and sweet at the same time ... God, think of all the guys I could taste!! Wow, I can hardly wait to tell Barb ... she's my best friend. Boy, will she be surprised!!"
"Baby, you're just a teeny-bopper, but you're also a natural-born cocksucker. You really like the feel of cock ... yeah." I chuckled and curled her up next to me. We slept soundly all night. As I drifted into sleep, I wondered what her father would do if he ever found out. ... Well, at least I hadn't fucked her.
I crept out the next morning without awakening her. For the balance of the day I ran errands and shopped. Then I checked in at the Institute. It was deserted, but there was an envelope for me on the reception desk. Its contents informed me to make myself available for a new case. It was going to be a lulu! An ex-nun, no less, who had renounced her vows and had decided to join the mainstream of society again. Naturally, sexual adjustment was indicated, so she had signed up with the Institute to expedite the process.
I was so absorbed in speculation on my new case that I wasn't prepared for the scene I stumbled onto when I returned to my pad. I'd forgotten all about Angela!
She was on the water bed, and she had company: another young, luscious little groupie! Both of 'em were stark naked and engaged in one of the most lustful scenes I'd ever seen. They were fucking each other with dildos, taken from my bathroom cabinet, no doubt.
I quickly drew back into the small foyer to watch the wild, erotic scene undetected. They lay alongside each other, head to toe, with their succulent, rounded thighs spread wide. Angela's head was pointed toward me, thus leaving her companion's open crotch directly in my line of vision. And such a sight it was!!
Ripe, firm thighs opened wide below a creamy white expanse of smooth, soft belly. In the exact center a thick, crisp clump of brilliant red pubic hair formed a fiery crown for a firm, softly rounded mons veneris. The red hair grew downward along the crest of two firm, turgid labia, now spread wide, exposing pink-pearl petals of moist young cunt meat. In the midst of this succulent mass was the long black shaft of a dildo, moving in and out of the sopping, quivering orifice of tight young cunt hole in slow, tantalizing strokes. The soft, firm mounds of her inner butt cheeks jerked and quivered as the huge pseudo-organ plunged in and out.
"Oh Angie!! Ohhh Jesus!" moaned the strange, faceless redhead, "God ... I never dreamed how wonderful a really big cock would feel. ... Oohhh ... don't stop ... please ... don't stop! Deeper ... faster ... OOOHHH YESSS ... sooo good! Am I doing you right? Oh I hope so, honey, cause you're makin' my cunt feel, sooo ... oooohhhh God! I can feel the head of that wonderful thing all the way up in my belly ... ramming me ... fucking me ... OOOHHH!! FASTER! OHHH YES ... YES!!!"
Angela plunged the huge dildo into the redhead's pulsing, juicy cunt with savage vigor as the redhead's young lush pelvis rocked and lunged to meet the savage thrusts.
"Feel it, Barb! Feel the hard, thick length of it in your tight cunt, darling ... hard, throbbing cock!! Yes! Do me, too! There ... that's it....Fuck me with it ... harder! OOOHHH ... Jesus! Even Uncle George wasn't this good," moaned Angela as she lunged upward, thrusting her nubile, gaping young cunt in counter-rhythm to the thrusts of the dildo in Barb's hand. Her juicy, hot cunt hole took the entire nine inches of the huge plastic cock and begged for more ... deeper and deeper into the vortex of her hot slick vagina. The enormous white shaft seemed to swallow in the mass of thick, juice-speckled black pubic hair with each thrust.
My cock was nearly bursting to be free of my pants. It was steel-hard and pulsing with power created by watching the wildly erotic scene. Two fresh, ripe young cunts, sopping with cunt honey, slurping, bobbing and thrusting against the punishing, pounding lunges of two plastic cocks ... reaming and plowing deep into the convulsing vortex of lush, hot young cunt!!
Suddenly the redhead sat up and pulled away, leaving Angela holding the huge black dildo glistening with her juices. "I gotta stop for a sec ... I'm goin' outta my skull. Jesus, I wish this thing was real ... a real flesh and blood prick ... with balls and hair," she gasped, wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead. She was a beauty! She crawled off the bed, giving me a complete view of her rather sluttish body.
An enormous cascade of fiery, lustrous hair hung down to her narrow waist, framing her oval-shaped face. Large, emerald green eyes glittered from beneath long red lashes. A short, pert nose with flared nostrils perched above two full, thick lips. Jutting proudly from her tiny rib cage, two large, firm breasts moved with heavy, sensual grace. In the center, cast in a base of light pink aureoles, were two grape-sized nipples, taut and erect with lust and desire.
They bobbed and jounced with heavy succulence above a well-muscled stomach and a smooth, ripe, rounded belly. Lush, soft hips flared into full, firm thighs and perfectly rounded legs. She finally turned and crawled back up onto the bed, giving me a cock-hardening look at her ass. Couched between lush, full butt cheeks, two lust-swollen cunt lips peeked from a frame of crisp red pubic hair. They glistened with her juices and gaped open as she straddled Angela's head, and removed the dildo from Angela's grasp.
I'll do you, Angie. I can't really enjoy a phony prick for long. Now relax while I eat that funky, sweet cunt of yours," she muttered huskily, and lowered her head into the valley of Angela's open thighs. She grunted with lust as she attacked the juicy depths of her girlfriend's luscious pussy and began to munch with savage hunger.
"Ooohh ... yes ... yes, Barb ... but are you sure ... can't I," Angie moaned in doubtful passion. Barb didn't answer with words, but her writhing mouth burrowing deeper into Angie's willing cunt was mute testimony to her real desires.
I watched for several minutes, then the sight of Barb's lush, full butt cheeks bobbing and twisting in the air was too much. Quickly I ripped off my clothes. My cock sprang forth, hard and throbbing with lust ... longing to plow deep into young, juicy cunt. Stealthily r crept over to the writhing, naked forms on the bed and positioned myself directly behind the rolling, bobbing butt cheeks of the funky redhead and watched for a few seconds. The twisting, slick lips of her turgid labia made my lust unbearable. She plowed deeper and deeper into Angie's cunt ... probing, lashing, sucking the juicy sweetness of hot pulsing cunt meat. Twisting, slithering and writhing against each other like slavering hungry lips, framed in that luscious ring of fiery-red, crisp hair made them irresistible.
I buried my fingers in the soft lushness of Barb's butt cheeks; parted them to expose the dripping, hot hole I knew was hidden in their folds and guided my cock head into the slick, sweaty crevice. As my enormous cock head penetrated the juicy furrow of her dripping labia and began to seek the entrance of her cunt, she jerked with surprise. It was a fortunate motion because it buried my hard, throbbing organ a full two inches into the hot juicy cavern of her tight, young cunt.
With a savage lunge I thrust it in to the hilt, gasping with lust as my cock was enveloped in the rippling mass of her cunt muscles.
"Angie!! God ... whaa ... my cunt ... a cock ... a big, hard prick," Barb cried. Her head popped up from Angie's cunt, whipped around and gazed at me in startled terror. Yet, surprisingly, her ass thrust backward against my lunging cock, obviously a reflex response of a cunt in full heat.
"It's Jack!! Ooohhh God!!" cried Angie, gazing at me with unbelieving eyes from beneath Barb.
"Yeah, baby, it's Jack ... with a real live cock ... that's what the little lady ordered, I believe," I replied, and lunged deeper into the hot, juicy cunt of her redheaded friend.
Barb didn't panic. I don't know whether it was cool or if she was too far into the depths of lust to give a damn, but she started to roll that lush ass in big, wide circles, grinding my cock against the walls of her hot, rippling cunt with savage desire.
"Don't worry, Barb, Jack's a cool stud. ... And God ... can he fuck!!" Angie reassured. "He's wild, honey ... ooohhh ... wow ... is he ever! Golly, you should see how big that thing looks in your cunt. He's got it buried to the hilt in your hole, darling....OOOHHH YESS ... sock it to 'er. Jack ... fuck Barbie ... fuck 'er hard, Jack....I gotta get some of this action...."
"Quickly, she slithered out from under Barb and put her head under my thighs, resting it on Barb's buns. As I fucked Barb with long, powerful strokes, Angie captured my bouncing balls and commenced sucking them. It was the most deliciously lustful feeling I'd ever had-my cock plunging in and out of a hot, juicy young cunt while two hungry lips devoured my balls!
Barb twisted her head around and gazed at me with sex-glazed eyes as my hard, swollen cock plunged in and out of her hot, slick cunt.
"Ooohhh Jack ... that cock ... it's so huge ... thick ... I love it ... but please don't hurt me-OOOHHH YESSS....SO GOOD....
JESUS, THAT HEAD ... DRIVING INTO ME ... OOOHHH GOD!!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!!" Her large butt cheeks rolled and pitched against my lunging thrusts into her hot, sopping core of rippling cunt In! Out! Deeper! Harder! Slower; then faster, regulating the cadence of my thrusts to guide the fuck to the peak ... orchestrating her lust like a musical instrument
As I drove deeper into Barb's rippling, convulsing meat, I happened to look back at Angie. The funky little bitch was not only sucking my balls but was also fucking herself with the huge black dildo that Barb had been using. Each time, my cock rammed deep into Barb's writhing cunt, she plunged the huge black dildo into her own gaping cunt hole.
"OOOHH ... Jack ... it's like you're fucking us both at the same time....WOOOWWW.... HARDER, FUCK HER HARDER, YOU BIG FUCKING STUD. ... TM ... MY CUNT, ITS-OOOHHH, MY GOD ... FUCK- ... FUCK ... FUCK MY CUNT, YOU BASTARD!!" she shrieked her lust, then engulfed my entire ball sac deep into her mouth as her body jerked and writhed into an explosive, shattering orgasm.
I moaned and pistoned my cock savagely into the convulsing core of Barb's twitching vagina.
Suddenly her cunt muscles jerked and closed around my rampaging cock like an angry python. She shrieked like a banshee, lunged back against me, flattening those lush butt cheeks against my thighs, and came in a thundering series of spine-shattering spasms.
"AAAGGGGHHH ... FUCK ... SUCK ... COME ... CREAM ... GIVE IT TO MEEEE ... ALL ... ALL OF THAT HOT, THICK man-come ... Nowwww!!"
As her shrieks turned into guttural moans I loosed my hot, thick geyser of sperm deep into the core of her rippling, spasming cunt in quick hot spurts! I rode the powerful shock waves of the most massive orgasm I'd ever experienced. Exquisite shocks of pure, sensual pleasure wracked my body, coursed through my scrotum and rippled up my cock until I nearly passed out.
In ten seconds it was over. I lay entwined with two panting, sweat-soaked bodies of two well-fucked teenagers. They just lay there moaning in sensual delight as the last waves of the powerful orgasms gradually subsided in their lush, ripe bodies.
Angie was the first to speak. "You won't tell Daddy...." she commenced.
"Not if you promise to bring Barb over again when you visit," I replied.
She bristled a bit. "I suppose that means she's better than me!"
"Quit acting like a little girl!" I chuckled. "You're both fantastic, but remember-she hasn't learned how to suck cock yet."
"Oh! Gee ... that's right."
"When can we come back, Jack?" Barb asked, giggling sensually. "We have to learn soon. We're both going to Catalina this summer and even though they're only boys ... I wanna get the pick of the litter, so to speak. Is it as good as fucking like Angie says?"
I didn't answer. I was too busy sucking her taut, erect nipple.