Chapter 8
The place at the table was empty again, and Jane Davison counted on her fingers the number of times she and her husband Bill had eaten alone. She got up to three out of the last four nights, and she nervously shook her head as she pointed over her shoulder.
"That son of yours is late again, Bill," she said angrily. "What's so important about the work at the Winslow's house that he had to miss three dinners out of the four nights we've been here? I don't like it, Bill." Her voice was raspy and cold, and she twisted her head to one side to show her disgust.
Bill Davison tried to keep his anger from, welling up to the surface, as he had no intention of giving his wife the satisfaction of an argument. He didn't like Ricky to miss dinner either, because at least when their son was present, some semblance of cordiality was maintained throughout the meal. But he refused to be pulled into a useless discussion over Ricky's absence just to satisfy his wife's jealousies.
"Ricky's been working very hard up there, and I think as long as he's earning some extra money on his own, there's no need to be critical of the way he plans his time. You should have no problem keeping some of his dinner warm for him," he stated simply. He spoke without looking up from his food, and he stuffed a large bite of lamb in his mouth to end the conversation.
"That's fine for you to say. You go up to the city every day, and you have no idea what goes on around here. Ricky's been spending the entire day up there, and I don't see him at all. I don't like it, Bill!" Her voice was reaching an irritating level, and she kept raising it, knowing that it would get to him. "The neighbors across the street told me that woman is up there alone most of the time. Ricky's spending too much time with her."
Bill took another large bite of food so he wouldn't have to answer his wife. He didn't like the fact that she was getting on his nerves more
and more often. When he accepted the new position with his company, he did so partly in the hope that moving away from Chicago would improve conditions at home. He hadn't been getting along with Jane for the last several years, and she had found several activities in Chicago to keep her busy enough to justify their infrequent nights together. He knew that Jane was frigid, and that most of her activities were only excuses for not having sex. Yet, he still hoped that a change of scenery would miraculously improve her disposition. They had been in Washington for seven days, however, and he hadn't been to bed with her in all that time. She had the excuse of being too tired from the move, but Bill was expecting her to give up on that one soon. He still hoped that she wouldn't find something else to use as a distraction, and yet he fully expected that the talk about Ricky was going to turn out that way. He felt that at least he had made the effort to create pleasant conditions at their new home, and if his wife didn't show some change in her character soon, he was going to do something about it.
"I think you should go up there and find out for yourself just what Ricky is doing," she said after she got no response from Bill. She looked at him for some reaction, then stuffed some food into her mouth.
"Do you want Ricky to think we're spying on him?" Bill replied, as he swallowed his food without completely chewing it. He had to clear his throat before he could speak.
"If you won't do it, I will!" she answered venomously. She had a cruel twist at the corners of her mouth, and her husband knew that she meant what was said.
"I'll go. I'm just saying that it will have to be done tactfully. We don't want Ricky to feel like we don't trust him." Bill was fighting to maintain his cool and he really wanted to lash out at his wife. But, for the moment he went along with her demands. "Do you mind if I finish my dinner first," he added sarcastically.
"Really, Bill! I'm not expecting You to jump up from the table and run over there," she sobbed as the hurt wife. "After dinner is soon enough."
Bill recognized her different approach, and it was all too familiar to him. When she whined about things it meant that he would have to go another night without getting laid, and he was fed up with the treatment. He had left a very friendly girlfriend in Chicago as his sacrifice to the reinstatement of their marriage, but he was beginning to regret not having a similar girl nearby. It was the only way he maintained his sanity by his way of thinking, and he knew then that finding such a girl in Seattle would be necessary.
"What's for dessert?" he asked, to change the subject. He wasn't anxious to go check up on Ricky, but he wanted to get the dinner over with as soon as possible.
When he scraped the last of the ice cream from the glass bowl, Bill got up from the table without saying a word. He walked into the master bedroom to get a coat, and when he returned to the front hall, Jane was there waiting for him.
"If you think it necessary, you can invite the Winslows over for cocktails next Saturday. It doesn't hurt being friendly with the neighbors," she said as he walked out the door.
"All right, dear. That just might get me out of an embarrassing situation." Bill smiled back at his wife, then turned away to walk up to the end of the block. As he casually strolled up the street, he hoped that Ricky would appear coming in the opposite direction, and that way save him the trouble of facing that Winslow woman. Bill had never met the woman, but he had formed a clear picture of her in his mind from Ricky's description. She was probably in her fifties by the way his son had talked about her, and she also must be spending the whole day talking to Ricky while he was gardening. Bill could imagine himself getting caught in some endlessly long conversation about cats and dogs, and the idea made him more angry with Jane for sending him there in the first place.
Nearing the property where his son was supposed to be working, Bill tried to put some lie together that would justify his dropping in on Ricky's work. He decided that the only excuse was the invitation that Jane had suggested, and he rehearsed it in his mind while he walked to the front door. It seemed strange that Ricky was not outside in the yard working, and instead of ringing the doorbell, Bill walked around the back of the house to see if Ricky was there. It was when he was by a large window that heard voices, and his curiosity aroused, he pressed his ear against the curtained window of the house.
"I'm going to fuck you until you scream for me to stop!" Ricky said to Betty as he literally dove onto the bed beside her. They had been in
the shower together, and Betty had been teasing him. They had both become so excited by the game that they had hardly stopped long enough to dry off.
Betty's naked body seemed to glisten in the dulling daylight, as she rolled playfully across the bed. Her cunt was filled with tiny sensations and she wanted to have young Ricky's cock jamming up inside her moist passage as hard as possible. Since last Saturday when Ricky had first come by to do yard work, their sex games had become more and more bizarre. In fact, the only time that Ricky had even been in her yard in the past few days was when they had gone out in the back to sunbathe in the nude. The rest of the time Ricky was there, Betty had arranged all sorts of entertainments for them, and she had never before had so much fun in bed.
She had come to really enjoy her affair with Ricky, and she was beginning to resent the idea that Steve would be coming home in a few more days. She didn't really believe that the affair could last long, but she was determined to take advantage of it as long as she could. It had just turned out to be too good. When Ricky landed on the bed beside her, she rolled over on her stomach in mock horror.
"Ooooohhhh! Don't you touch me, you filthy little boy!" she screamed at him. The game was 'rape', and they were both playing their parts to the hilt. She couldn't keep a straight face when Ricky lay on his back with his boyishly erect cock pointing straight out in the air.
"I'm going to make you twirl on this," he said laughing. He was pointing at his hard penis, and Betty smiled in swift response to his command.
"OOOooh! Nooooooo! It's too BIG!" she cried out in mock horror, but at the same time she was moving across the bed to caress the fleshy member.
At first impulse, Bill wanted to turn and leave the yard. He was sure that he had walked into the back of the wrong house. But then, he was realized that the youthful voice he heard was his son's. He couldn't believe that he was hearing correctly, but it sounded to him like Ricky was actually raping Mrs. Winslow! That's what it had to be and Bill walked quickly around the side of the house, looking for a way inside. His only thought was to stop Ricky before it was too late, and he had visions of his son going to prison for rape. The scandal would ruin the whole family, of that Bill was convinced, and he could only think of finding a way inside the house to break up the incident.
Finding the back door locked, Bill ran around to the front door and tried the handle. The door was unlocked, and he hurried inside, looking for the route that would take him to the bedroom. As he walked quickly down the first hallway he came to, he heard a new sound that stopped him in his tracks.
"Ooohh! Mrs. Winslow! You've got such a beautiful pussy!" Ricky groaned, and he raised his hips up from the bed to push his lust-swollen member up into the soft, hair-lined folds of flesh. Betty was straddling his hips, her loins an inviting target for his erect penis. Still lying on his back, he had to draw his knees up to get the leverage he wanted, and he pushed tie blunt purple head of his cock up into the hair-lined slit spread so invitingly above him.
"Let me sit on it, darling!" Betty exclaimed. As she took his hardened penis in her hand Ricky lay out flat again to enjoy the pleasures that Betty knew how to give. She ever-so-slowly began to move the blood-filled head back and forth, working it in between the Ups of her excited cunt with great care.
Bill realized that he had been mistaken about what he had heard from outside the house; it was apparent that no rape was taking place. He knew now what was happening in the bedroom, and, suddenly, he didn't want to disturb the natural progress of events. What drew him onward toward the open door was the desire to get a look at the woman that Ricky called Betty. She didn't sound old at all, but instead, she sounded like a young and voluptuous woman.
Taking cautious steps so as not to be heard, Ricky's father worked his way down the hall, moving faster only when he heard the groans of pleasure from his son. Reaching the doorway, he leaned forward to look around toward the king-size bed, and he understood immediately why Ricky had been so late coming home the past few nights. The first thing he saw was the smooth globe-shaped buttocks of an obviously beautiful young woman. Her firm white thighs were spread wide apart on either side of Ricky's hips, and she was holding his erect penis with one hand, working it back and forth into the pink flesh of her moist vagina. Although on her knees, she was leaning forward slightly, and Bill could see her long blonde hair hanging down toward Ricky's face. Ricky was looking directly up at the woman, and her full round breasts were being fondled by his agile young fingers. Her flawless back was arched inward, and it was a sloping curve of flesh which led to the melon-shaped cheeks of her buttocks. It was her sensual buttocks that held Bill's stare. The sight of her made his cock lurch into a huge erection, and unconsciously, he was rubbing the bulge in his pants with his hand.
"Ohhhooooh! Ricky ... your cock feels so good," Betty moaned as she found the entrance to her vagina with its bulging tip. She wiggled her buttocks sensually, back and forth, without taking his excited member up inside. "Tell me how you're going to fuck me," she demanded, and Ricky moaned out loud before he could reply.
Raising his head off the bed, Ricky looked down between their bodies to the triangle formed by her pubic hair, and he arched his hips
up in an attempt to drive his cock up into the depths of her womb.
"Lower your pussy down over my cock slowly, Mrs. Winslow! Take it inside your hot cunt so I can feel every little part of you," he begged. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her breasts as he spoke, and Betty made a low throaty sound in response.
As if in the process of measuring out a stick, Betty ran her hand down the length of his throbbing column until she felt the young bush of pubic hair at his groin. Then reaching down between his thighs, she found the twin sacs containing his balls and she cupped them in her hand.
"Do you have a lot of cum for me, darling?" she questioned in a sexy voice. She worked her fingers nimbly over the pressure-sensitive balls, as though weighing the liquid contained within.
"Yes! Ooohhh! Yesssssss!" Ricky moaned in answer. His iron-hard cock seemed to grow larger when he spoke, and at the same moment, she lowered her hips slowly so that only the rubbery head of his pulsing cock sank inside the tight opening of her can't. The pink ragged flesh at the opening to her womb seemed to fold back as the tight flesh wrapped the tip of his penis in clasping warmth. The flood of her lubricating fluid seemed to permeate the whole of his penis as the warm wetness ran slowly down his sensitive cock-flesh.
Ricky raised his head up again, and opened his mouth to pull the hardened pink nipple of her breast into the confines of his lips. He nipped and chewed on the little nub as his brain reeled with the sensations of his slowly devoured penis. Her tight cuntal passage seemed to part like warm butter over the head of his hard member, while the slick warm walls of her pulsing pussy grasped it with pleasure.
Millimeter by millimeter, Betty took his jerking shaft up inside her hungry belly, and she moaned out loud as he nipped at her sensitive breasts with his teeth.
Knowing that he should quietly leave the house, Ricky's father tried his best to go, but his feet stayed glued to the floor by the sight before him. The scene on the bed was just too stimulating to ignore, and his own excitement was getting the best of him. He could clearly see the older woman's hungry pink pussy working slowly down the blood-filled column of flesh that protruded boyishly up from his son's groin. He could imagine how her tight cunt would feel around his own erect penis, and it made the pressure in his balls become unbearable. It had been too long since he had gotten laid, and he wanted to set his cock free from the confines of his pants to stop the aching. He, too, wanted to fuck the sensual woman who was slowly lowering her vagina down over his son's hard penis.
The sensations in her belly were building to a crescendo, but Betty was enjoying the slow consumption of Ricky's hard shaft. The blunt
head was stretching the walls of her sensitive passage like a crawling bulldozer moving earth, and the nerves in her cunt were transmitting every part of the throbbing column to her brain. Each time she lowered her hips to take in more of the hard penis, she felt more intense pleasure in her womb, and she forced herself to move as slowly as possible. Ricky's teeth kept nipping on the tips of her breasts, and she wanted her whole body consumed by the lascivious pleasure of being totally fucked. A hundred cocks wouldn't be too many, she was so ripe for fulfillment. Giving Ricky's cum-filled balls one last squeeze before she had to move her hand out of her way made Ricky moan with all the mounting passion in his groin. Then she leaned farther forward and slid her tight vaginal passage all the way down his sparse pubic hair pressing into the fleshy folds of her pussy. She ground her loins against the base of his cock as she felt the rubbery head pressing hard into the depths of her womb. It pushed into her cervix, sending tiny shocks of pleasure up her spine, and for a long moment, she just stayed in that position.
"Ooooohhh! Ricky! That feels soooo goood! " Betty moaned as she wiggled her vagina down on his cock. Ricky stopped the sucking on her breast and looked down between their joined bodies at the tangle of their entwined pubic hair. The tight warmth of her cuntal passage around his throbbing cock was making it grow still more, and he felt the sheer lust in his body at every nerve end. He flexed his warmly encased cock several times, hearing the older woman moan with ecstatic pleasure then he lowered his head back onto the bed.
"Press your tits into my chest!" Ricky pleaded with her as he wrapped his arms around Betty's back. He pulled her upper torso down hard on top of him, planting his mouth against the taut muscles in her neck.
Bill was wide-eyed from the sight of Betty's sensual buttocks, and he could clearly see where Ricky's cock was shoved up inside her hot cunt. Her white legs were spread wide on either side of his young son's legs, and Bill wanted desperately to have his cock inside her, too. His lust took complete control of his senses, and he began to peel off his clothes while still standing in the doorway to the bedroom. He just had to get a piece of the luscious girl on top of his son. Pulling his shoes off, he dropped his pants down around his ankles and stepped out of them, leaving a heap of clothes on the floor. His hard cock was itching to be wrapped with her hot flesh, and it stood out from his body like a blood-stained spear. He tiptoed into the bedroom wearing only his socks, and he was at the foot of her bed before Ricky noticed him.
"Dad!" Ricky shouted, his mind whirling from the shock of the sudden appearance. Betty had her head buried in the bed next to Ricky's shoulder, and she didn't realize that Ricky was actually talking about his father until she felt the weight of someone else climb onto the bed.
"Nice bitch you got, son! I'm going to take a little of her, too," Bill said as he crawled up between Ricky's legs. His eyes were glassy, and he was staring at the globular shape of Betty's buttocks.
"But ... I ... " Ricky stammered, his mind totally confused by the sudden appearance of his naked father. At first he thought he was in trouble for being found out, and he was sure that he was guilty of some horrendous crime. The realization of what Bill was up to didn't hit Ricky for several minutes.
"Don't worry, son; we can both fuck her at the same time. You'll like it; wait and see!" Bill was pushing Ricky's legs apart so he could get up close to Betty's smooth upturned buttocks.
When Betty heard Bill speak, she took a moment to put it all together in her mind, but she gradually realized that she was in for a dual fuck. The idea excited her, and, she didn't say anything in protest, waiting to see what the confrontation between Ricky and his father would bring. She twisted her head around to see the man kneeling on the bed between her legs, and her eyes focused in on the huge, throbbing penis that pointed straight at her ass-cheeks.
"What ... are you going to do?" Ricky asked, a tone of helpless guilt in his voice. He wanted to get up from the bed and run, but he was pinned beneath Betty's body. Then he felt more at ease as he realized that his father was not going to beat him. The thought of what he was planning to do struck him with awe, and he suddenly felt very naive for not having thought of it himself.
"I'm going to fuck her in the ass while you take care of her cunt!" his father stated, and he reached out for the cheeks of her buttocks, digging his thumbs into the soft yielding crevice to spread them apart. The sight of her tiny puckered anus made his mouth fall open, and he became more excited as he realized how tight and hairless it was.
Ricky was not only relieved at being out of trouble, but he was excited by the idea of dually fucking Betty along with his own father. Why not? He had tried just about everything else in sex with her, but he had yet to do it with a third party. He felt a little envious when it occurred to him that his own father was getting her ass before he'd even known it was possible to do it that way, but then he thought it wasn't really important who got it first as he probably wouldn't even have thought of it without his father's sudden arrival. He hadn't given any thought to Betty until she suddenly spoke up.
"Wait! You'll tear me apart!" Betty yelled when she felt the cool air blow across her exposed anus. As much as the idea of the dual fucking stimulated her, she also realized how painful Bill's giant cock would be. It was too big to be plowing into her rectum, and her fear took over her desire. "Please don't! You'll kill me!" she sobbed again.
"Don't worry! You'll like it!" Bill reassured her, and she was able to see by his expression that he was determined to go ahead. She could feel Ricky's smaller erection throbbing up in the depths of her womb, and she knew that the idea was stimulating him, too. The raw lewdness of the plan did excite her, but she felt she had to make one last plea for mercy.
"Be gentle! Ricky, tell your father to be gentle!" Betty's voice cracked as she spoke, and she had to draw in her breath from the sensation of Bill's extended middle finger pressing searchingly against her anus.
Bill stared at the tight ring of elastic flesh as he pressed his fingertip into her puckered anus. His balls were aching for the release of his stored-up cum, and he worked as quickly as he could without making it too painful for Betty. Working his probing finger up inside the tight hairless opening, he thrust it up to the second joint, and he saw her cunt contract around Ricky's penis.
"OOooohh!" she moaned, but it was from the pleasure she felt. The skewering flinger in her anus gave her a strange sensation in the pit of her belly, and she squirmed on top of Ricky as the teenage boy slowly withdrew a part of his swollen cock from her cunt.
Bill shoved his finger in as far as it would reach then he worked it around in the hot rubbery flesh to stretch her rectum in preparation for the greater entry to come. When he added a second finger to the tight passage, Betty gasped again, but he kept working it in and out while Ricky started fucking up into her cunt from below. He could feel the movement of Ricky's cock through the thin wall of flesh that separated the two passages, and his own cock jerked in anticipation of getting into her tight little anus.
Driving his cock in and out of Betty's warm wet cunt in short strokes, Ricky tried to keep his mind off what was about to happen. He was afraid he was going to start climaxing right away from the raw passion he felt. He could tell she liked having his father's finger in her anus, as her cunt was rippling and sucking tighter with each lunge in her rectum. She began to raise her buttocks up with each of his strokes into her clasping cunt, and her breath on his neck came in short, hot bursts.
"Ohhhhhh! Yessss! Fuck my ass!" Betty found herself saying. The sensations from Bill's working fingers in her anus had made her forget for the moment her fears of his huge cock, and she could feel the bulging rubbery cock-head of Ricky's penis pushing deep up into her womb. The thought of having two male cocks pumping sperm deep into her belly at the same time made her womb burn with passion.
Bill couldn't wait any longer, and he pulled his fingers from the hot depths of Betty's tight rectum. With her anus loosened up slightly, he
figured she was now ready to take his far larger cock. Holding his erect penis with one hand, he spread her buttocks cheeks with the other, and he moved forward between his son's legs until the thick purplish head was teasing against the tiny puckered opening. Then, pushing his hips forward, he worked the blunt head into the tight elastic ring of flesh. At first he shoved easy, but when he realized that it was too tight because she was clenching it together, he shoved with greater and greater force.
"Oooooh! No! It's too big!" Betty moaned as she felt the pressure of his lust-swollen cock against her exposed anus. The pain began to build as he pressed harder, and she was sure she would split before the thick cock got inside.
Bill wouldn't quit but pushed forward with more force until he felt her relax the strong muscle for an instant. That was all he needed. With one great shove, the tiny, futilely resisting elastic ring seemed to pop over the thick tip of his penis and grab it like a rubber band. The whole head of his cock was now held tightly inside her warmly pulsing anus.
"Aaaaaggghhh!" Betty screamed in agony as her tight virginal anus was stretched wide by the unnatural entry. The pain seemed to flash into the pit of her stomach like a hot firebrand, and she bit her teeth together to keep from passing out cold. After the initial flash of pain, she felt a strange sensation of mixed pleasure-pain as the young boy continued to screw his long cock in and out of her pussy from below. She tried nonetheless to resist any further penetration by Bill's thick penis, but she was held tightly by Ricky's strong arms.
"Oh, fuck! It's tight!" Bill groaned, and he wanted desperately to have his entire cock buried deep up inside her hot rectum. He lunged forward again, and his burgeoning cock sank in another full inch.
"Oooohhh! Noooo! Noooo! Pleaaaasssse!" Betty moaned, but she knew that there was no stopping his mercilessly plundering cock. She tried to relax the muscles in her rectum, but they seemed to only clamp down tighter on the giant burrowing object.
"Hey, Dad! Take it easy!" Ricky said as he felt Betty struggle in his arms. He wasn't sure if her moans were from pain or pleasure as her can't seemed to contract wildly around his excited penis. He really wished his father would hurry up and get inside her.
Bill wasn't listening to anything as his mind was completely absorbed by the effort of getting his cock all the way inside his hot little bitch's tightly clenching rectum. His balls were stirring with hot sperm, and the sensations at the tip of his cock made him want to shoot his load tight then. He lunged forward to drive his cock in to its full length, but the tightness of her anal passage made it difficult. Then suddenly, as if magically, the way was made clear; her muscles relaxed, and his cock plowed swiftly into the warm rubbery depths of her rectum unimpeded. His groin and pubic hair smacked hard into the smooth rounded cheeks of her buttocks as his hard fleshy column probed to its maximum depth.
"Aaaaggggghhhhh!" Betty felt like she had been skewered by an iron poker, and pain shimmed through her body. She was afraid to move for fear she might make the damage worse; she felt sure that she had been split in two. It was as if she was held by a pincer in her groin, and when Ricky's father flexed his cock, she felt flashes of pain from the pit of her belly. It wasn't possible that she could still be alive, she thought, but then she felt the burning sensation deep inside her womb again. For a moment, the flame had gone down, but gradually, she felt it re-igniting into a raging holocaust. She had two cocks rammed up between her thighs, and she was going to be fucked by both of them at the same time!
"Sonofabitch!" Bill yelled as he realized that his cock was clamped fully inside the blonde-haired woman's hot virginal rectum. He flexed his member several times to loosen still more the already wide-stretched passage. Gradually, Betty's moans became more like cries of pleasure, and slowly he withdrew his long cock until only the head stayed inside her anus. Her body seemed limp and lifeless, sandwiched between father and son, but he slowly plunged his cock back into the hot passage to her rectum.
"Uuuuh! OOhhhh!" Belly felt a masochistic pleasure growing from the dual assault in her widespread loins, but she was limp from the anguish Of his initial entry into her anus. When his cock again plowed into her rectum, she didn't feel a renewal of pain but rather, a new sensation ran up the length of her spine to her brain. As his cock reached its full depths, she could feel the tickle of his pubic hairs in the sensitive crevice of her widespread buttocks, and she rocked up slightly to glory in the full sensation in her groin. She was really being fucked! Fucked as she has never been fucked before, and the excitement of the dual act began to overwhelm her.
"Oooohhh! Yesss! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass!" she chanted as Ricky and his father both began to see-saw in and out in a broken rhythm. At first they couldn't find the right timing, but gradually they began to drive their long shafts into her with a smooth rolling motion, the rhythm working for maximum penetration for both of them.
As Ricky withdrew his hard penis nearly out of her cunt, she arched her hips up to take his father's thick member to its full depth up inside her rectum; then Ricky plowed inside again, and she rolled her belly down to take all of him into her womb. It felt good, really good, and she tightened and loosened her muscles smoothly now as the twin cocks pounded into her groin with rampant pleasure.
Bill leaned forward across Betty's back as he drove his excited cock into the depths of her hot, buttery rectum, and he could feel the answering plunge of his son's penis below as he raised his hips back. Betty's wide-stretched anus seemed to suck at his cock as he withdrew it from her belly, the elastic muscle around his thick cock rolling in and out with his fucking. His balls were drawn up tight with the pressure of his sperm, and the sensations flashed from the tip of his driving penis told him that his cum, would have to be released soon.
Sinking his teeth into Betty's neck, Ricky felt a mounting urge for release as he shoved his young cock deep up into the clasping passage of her pussy. Her slick-walled cunt was contracting around the length of his youthful member, and her juices flowed freely out and over his balls. Betty's moans and breathing against his neck turned into a staccato rhythm as the dual fucking became more and more furious. It was almost unbelievable, and he plunged his cock into her clasping cunt like a battering ram gone mad.
Their bodies rolled together on the bed, Betty sandwiched between the two men like a squirming rag doll of hot passionate flesh, and the urgency of their fucking grew with each mounting thrust from the two cocks. Betty felt her belly beginning to jerk with tiny spasms of pleasure, and her growing ecstasy made her release imminent. She ran her tongue over her dry lips as first her rectum was filled, then her cunt filled and she wiggled her buttocks back against the lewd assault like a wanton whore. Then suddenly, as if streaking up into the heights of inner space, her womb began to pour out her climax in giant, spasmodic bursts.
"Ooooh! Ooohhh God! I'mm ccuuuummmiiiinnngggg!" Betty screamed out her climax as she bucked hungrily down between the two men, their cocks jack-hammered up inside her body to the hilt. Her white sticky liquid gushed over Ricky's deeply buried cock and spilled out of her cunt to cover his pubic hair and his balls below.
The boy's working father could feel her cuntal passage contracting around Ricky's penis and shoved his hard member deep up into the warm depths of her rectum. The sensation of her wild climax set his own cum loose, and he felt the liquid traveling up the length of his cock, shooting in great explosive bursts deep up into her rectum. At the same moment, he could feel Ricky's cock jerking out his climax, and both father and son simultaneously pumped their cum deep up inside Betty's burning belly.
"Aaaaaggghhh! Ooooohhh! Yyyyeesssss!" Betty was out of her mind with pleasure when the two fleshy columns rammed deep up inside her loins and began filling her with their hot, scalding cum. She felt the warm thick liquid spilling out inside her rectum, sending tremendous sensations through her body while her womb was being filled with Ricky's cum in equal frenzy. Her whole body was buffeted between the two spewing cocks like a limp sack of flour, and her womb again exploded with her own climax. It was more than she had ever imagined sexual contact could be, and she was completely and totally absorbed by the pleasures of the dual fucking.
"Give me more! Give me more!" she moaned as her own liquids poured out from around the thick base of the young boy's wildly ejaculating penis, the sticky warmth clinging to his balls and thighs as his sperm kept making its sensation-giving spurts into the depths of her womb. The triple climax seemed to go on and on, Bill's ramming penis stretching her anus out to accommodate his thickness. Their sweat-damp bodies seemed to cling together in their mutual ecstasy, and the lewd heap of bodies jerked out the last of their climaxes simultaneously as if orchestrated by some unknown force.
With bodies still coupled together, they lay in panting motion for several minutes, each trying desperately to find his breath. Bill raised himself up first, and kneeling between Ricky's legs, he looked at the tight ring of flesh below, clinging hungrily around the still-thick base of his penis. Slowly, he backed away, pulling his half-hard cock from the cum-filled depths of her rectum with a loud whooshing noise, and a thin trail of his sticky sperm clung to the hairless puckered opening as his cock dangled just above it.
"Damn! Haven't been laid like that in years!" the older man groaned as he backed slowly off the bed. With the weight of Bill gone, Ricky rolled over with Betty, and he too slowly pulled his deflating young penis from her satiated loins. Betty had tears in her eyes from the pleasure she had just received from the two men, but Ricky thought she was in pain. He reached down to touch her face, and she grabbed his hand and pulled him close to her.
"Promise me you'll fuck me like that again soon," she whispered into his ear. Ricky squeezed her hand in answer before standing up to get his clothes.
"Come on, son. Your mother will begin to wonder what happened to us!" his father said suddenly, and it brought Ricky back to reality. He hurriedly got dressed, and without another word being said to Betty, they both walked out of the house and into the street. Ricky only half-listened to his father as they walked back down the block toward their home. He was busy thinking about everything that had happened, and the one thing that stuck in his mind was his newly earned respect from his father. He had become a man, and his father's talk about buying him a new car of his own was going to make everything that much better.